Senju Kiyoshi: Extras

|Modern AU Oneshot|

Slamming my locker closed with my books for the next class, I turned around to see—

"No." I flatly refused. Naruto pouted while handing out a binder to me. "Aw, come on! You're practically the one who teaches our class biology!"

I sighed, leaning against the lockers. "Why didn't you finish the assignment Naru?"

"I have a big game after school! I didn't have time, you should know dattebayo, you have the best seat. My folks, Hide-Oji-Chan and Kumi-Baa-chan are coming to see the game too." 

I sighed again, "You know Kushi-Baa-chan gets all hair-flipping angry when you make me do your school work. I'm scared for you bro." He grimaced. I walked ahead, making my way to the library but he followed me.

"Kiyo-Chan, if you help me out, I'll take you out to a midnight drive this Friday night with the windows rolled down and the sunroof open while listening to Taylor Swift! With any kind of drink you want!"

I stopped dead in my tracks. My hands straightened out my navy blue uniform skirt. With a lot of internal conflicts, I sighed and turned to him. "Make this your last time." He grinned and handed me the assignment before dashing off.

With my stuff and Naru's I went to the library. Konoha High is a really huge private school with prestigious classes. Biology is something my dear bonded thought was the biography of great people and took it. Now he has to wait until next year to remove it. 

He's solely surviving on my tutoring. Straight B student.

The library was painted a warm dark brown, giving dark academia vibes and I loved being here for that.

I took the stairs and walked up to my usual spot. Turning on my AirPods, I started working. This 45-minute break better not end quickly.

Late night, telephones, calling out to all the wallflowers I know

Come out the door and into the light~

I taped a finger on the table while listening to my chill-out playlist. Around a minute or so, I felt a head on my shoulder. When I shifted my eyes to see who it was, I blinked—

"Sasuke?"

"Hn?" He did not lift up his head. "The hell are you doing?" He scoffed. "Hiding from fangirls, figured they wouldn't find me here."

"Ohh." I nodded in understanding. "What are you listening to?" He asked with his head still on my shoulder.

"Nunya."

"Nunya?"

"None of ya business bitch— ow! SASUKE!" I hissed as he ripped off one of my AirPods and placed it in his ear. "Hn." Bitch.

"Oh, you are so lucky our parents are friends. I would have beaten the shit out of you already."

"Like you did in 4th grade?"

"Like I did in 4th grade." I huffed before I returned to do Naruto's assignment again. "Why is usuratonkachi's work here?"

". . .no reason."

"Hn, he bribed you with something related to Taylor Swift again."

"He did not— okay he did."

"Hn. If I get you concert tickets, would you hide me from the fangirls every time I ask you to?" I grabbed his collar and made him face me. "The fuck do you mean concert tickets?"

He smirked. "And backstage passes."

"Uchiha!"

"Nii-san got it as a gift, but he's too busy." He said simply and wriggled out of my grasp to stand so he'd be taller than me for once. "If you do that Kumiko-san glare thing, the girls won't even think about coming near me. You're scary Senju."

"Thanks, Dr.Duh!" I stood and well— I was a bit taller than him. Tou-san's genes got me on that. The man is fucking 6'0.

"You want them or not?" He stuffed his hands in his pockets and gave me a deadpan.

"Fine. I'll scare off your banshees."

He smirked wider. "Perfect." Before his face converted into a deadpan again. "You stole another dobe's hoodie again, didn't you?"

I puffed out my cheeks. "Hey! It was a limited edition manga Nezuko. Manga Nezuko!" I reasoned before I furrowed my eyebrows. "Wait how did you—"

"You smelt a bit like him."

I made a face. "Bruh, how do you know what Naru smells like." He reeled back as did I. "Bro, you acting real sussy."

"What? No." He denied.

"Didn't you kiss the guy twice?" 

"Didn't you push us together both times?"

"Touche." I took my stuff. "Well, see you at karate I guess, ducky."

He gave a two-finger salute. "See ya."

And we both separated ways.

Umm, this is more of a drabble than a one-shot. . .

anyway, stay tuned!