The Sun follows the Moon

Chapter 1

Naruto Uzumaki had never been the nervous type. Not Naruto, never Naruto. We're talking about the kid who yells the wrong answer at the top of his lungs and tells everyone his life dreams and moral alignment within three seconds of meeting them. We're talking about the boy who challenged the entire soccer team to try and beat him because he wanted to be team captain and didn't want to wait and work his way up the ranks. We're talking about the boy who got a three day suspension for doing backflips in the chemistry lab... twice.
Naruto was not nervous. Not anxious. Not timid. Not shy.
Except for when he was.
Like right now, for instance.

Shikamaru was usually pretty tame with dares, it was his truths you had to worry about, but not this time. This was at least a Kiba rank dare. Naruto needed to give Shikamaru more credit, this dare almost made him want to back out. Almost. Luckily, though, he was Naruto Uzumaki and never skipped a dare in his 17 years of life, so here he was.

Here he was.

In front of the quiet- no, silent new kid who only looked at you long enough to roll his eyes and then pretend either you or him didn't exist. In front of this mysterious boy in the furthest left corner of the cafeteria with approximately 3 sets of his friends' eyes watching him from the safety of their lunch table. This was absolutely not worth it, but Naruto would go through with it anyway, even if it landed him a black eye or a new person to avoid like the plague at all costs.

Naruto took in a short breath and cleared his throat, getting the unnamed boy's attention. Soul suckingly black eyes latched onto Naruto's, making him that much more anxious. He had to look away and cough before continuing.

"Hey! I'm Naruto. You just moved here, right?" The blonde boy asked, forcing a smile.

New kid said only "Yes.", his voice smooth and coated in layers of apathy and midnight.

"Awesome! Did you move here from Tennessee?" He asked, waiting a beat before saying "'Cause you're the only ten I see!"

New kid fixed Naruto with an almost disappointed look, like he'd been expecting better despite not knowing Naruto at all. He sighed and shook his head. "No." Naruto would've explained that telling him an embarrassing pick up line was a dare, but he swiftly added "Are you done here?" before Naruto could think of the right words.

"Uh," the Uzumaki shrugged and nodded a few times. "Yeah, I guess so."

"Awesome." the unnamed boy said in a monotonous but mocking fashion, shaking his head as he turned his attention to a book that was open in his hands.

Naruto took the hint and walked back to his table, surrounded by an aura of awkward and uncomfortable.

As soon as he took his seat, his friends sprung simultaneous questions too quick to keep up with.
"What'd he say?"
"He didn't punch you?!"
"Are you going to eat that?"

"No, he didn't punch me." Naruto answered, addressing Kiba with a glare. "But I really appreciate your concern for my safety, asshole." Kiba shrugged and threw another piece of his packaged pancake into his backpack. "Maybe next time." He remarked hopefully, making Naruto roll his eyes.

"What'd he say?" Shikamaru asked again, leaning his hand on his palm to support his head.
"Not much." Naruto shrugged. "Just said no, he's not from Tennessee, and then implied he wanted me to fuck off."
"Not as brutal as I thought." Shika nodded to himself, obviously making a mental note.

Naruto then tossed his own packaged pancake to Choji as a way of answering him. And then it was over. The friends launched back into regular conversation.

There was no immediate, life changing alteration. No spinning ground, no fainting. As far as Naruto was concerned, that was the first and last time he'd ever speak to that kid for as long as he lives.

And it almost was like that.

Except then it wasn't.