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𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒮𝓅𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝐹𝑒𝓈𝓉𝒾𝓋𝒶𝓁

Warning: Language

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/Blah/ Naruto talking to Kyuubi through their mind link.

/Blah/ Kyuubi talking to Naruto through their mind link.

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Sasuke knew Naruto hated him. He waited five days, and still no sign of the boisterous blonde. There had been measures taken above and beyond in order to avoid him - like disguising himself as a rock, or changing his appearance completely. When Naruto threw up on his sandal-clad feet. Sasuke could only speculate if it was because he was sick or because he harbored some deep-seated anger towards him for doing so many things that were truly unkind to the blonde (like calling him an idiot).

He thought he had made some progress however, the fact that Naruto was deliberately avoiding him made him feel unclear about everything that happened. What also made him feel worse was that Naruto flat-out refused to leave his childhood home or bedroom for that matter.

So, it only made sense that Sasuke believed Naruto hated him. Not even he was expecting the kiss it was a moment of weakness. The Uchiha-heir sighed; he was back to square one. He only had one day for the spring festival. 

Peered at the leather-bound book clutched between his pale digits. He needed to return it, feeling a sense of dread he raised his fist to knock on his sensei's apartment door but hesitated what if he missed something? Just then the apartment door opened, and Sasuke quickly hid the book behind his back.

Kakashi hiked a silver brow at the raven. "What seems to bring you in my good graces?" His voice was brimming with amusement.

"Nothing nevermind..." His voice resonated with an urgency that peeked at Kakashi's interest.

"What's that," asked Kakashi, but Sasuke was unable to flee as his sensei grabbed the book from his back as soon as he tried to turn and flee.

"Planning on returning this?" He teased.

"Yeah, but not now, I need to do more research." He crossed his arms as Kakashi dangled the book in front of his student teasingly.

"More research you say? I'm pretty sure you have the basics by now."

Five days ago, he might have thought the same thing.

"I kiss Naruto and he threw up." Of course, Hatake should have seen that coming. He should have let his student leave... But no, he just had to go poke the hornet's nest.

"He probably ate too much." Kakashi tried reassuring that young inquisitive mind.

"At first, I thought the same, but he's been avoiding me." His arms dropped in defeat.

"Oh..." Hatake had scratched at his long spiky sterling locks in thought.

"I doubt one lousy kiss would make him avoid you..." He could have worded that better... internally he shrugged it was already said.

"You're right I don't see how one kiss could cross the line." They did worse, but in the end, it probably wasn't for the best. His dark eyebrows come together to form a furrowed line now that he thought about it.

"Here," Hatake handed him the book snapping him out of his angst.

"I don't see how you need any more research..." He wanted to pry but opted not to. He had enough nightmares to last him a lifetime.

"I must have missed something."

"Word of advice how about you do what's from the heart, see ya." He placed two fingers in a salute and with that, he sauntered past his student.