Rapture

Chapter 5

The three knocks that sounded on Naruto's door were the last thing he wished to hear on that Sunday afternoon, disrupting him from the perfect dreamland he had placed himself in.

With an annoyed groan, he rolled over onto his stomach, taking the pillow from under his head and folding it firmly around his ears.

Just before he was so rudely interrupted, Naruto was happily lounged on some sort of tropical beach, high as a kite, sitting next to the most handsome raven haired boy he had ever laid eyes on. There could be a fire in his room for all he cared, he just needed five more minutes of waves crashing, minds buzzing, and beautiful pale lips placed on his.

But the makeshift earmuffs turned out to be futile as the knocking starting once again, keeping him from slipping away from this god forsaken real world once again.

"Seriously Naruto, it's almost 2pm. Get up." Iruka's voice could be heard muffled on the other side of the door.

With a loud huff, the blonde finally sat up, far too quickly at that.

The after-effects of last night's relapse had come to bite him in the ass once again. His head pounded with unrelenting force, body ached, and nose burned.

To put it nicely, Naruto felt like death.

"Jesus, I'm up. Fuck." He grumbled loudly enough for his guardian to hear.

From the hallway, Iruka flinched. It had been 2 months since he had been spoken to that way by the teen, and although it was nothing new to him, didn't mean it didn't sting every time. He was really hoping those days were over.

"Well okay then, Mr. Grumpy. The 'just-a-friend' neighbor kid is downstairs waiting for you. Said you guys have plans to hang out today, so you might wanna get your ass in gear." Iruka spoke to the door before turning back down the hallway and making his way downstairs.

At those words, Naruto's eyes shot open. Ignoring the screams from his body to take it easy, he scrambled out of bed and stumbled to his dresser.

     Pulling the first baggy shirt and short combo he could find, he quickly threw on the outfit and clumsily ran into his bathroom.

     Downstairs his older brother could be heard yelling up to Naruto, "Hurry up fucker! Boy toy said he's tired of waiting."  Naruto rolled his eyes dramatically as he attempted to brush his teeth and comb out the mess that was his hair at the same time, with his mouth full he attempted to yell back a 'hold on' but it sounded more like a muffled whine.

      After spitting out the remnants of his toothpaste, he glanced down at the discarded clothes from last night sprawled on the bathroom floor. He has zero recollection of when or how he got his clothes off the night before, but that's not what mattered to him. What mattered was what was inside the pocket of those pants sitting at his feet.

     The first feeling to pass through Naruto was guilt. He immediately regretted stealing from Sasuke last night. Especially the day before going to sell them, if he didn't know already, he was sure to know then when Sasuke wouldn't get his full money's worth.

     But that feeling passed pretty quickly, as another feeling started coming up: need. Everything in his head is telling him he needs another pill right now. 'It will get rid of this hangover' his mind whispered to him.

     Well it didn't take much mental convincing for him to reach in the discarded pant pocket and grab one of the tablets, tossing it in his mouth before leaning over the sink, and drinking from the faucet to wash it down. 'I mean, it's only one..That's a plus, right?' he thought to himself.