Love is just a game (SasuNaru)

Finals Week

"Yeah. Even if it's your shitty instant ramen." he whispered back to me, lightly rubbing his sides. I could hear the smile on his face just as well as i could see it.

My heart began to do stupid backflips again. Ugh! Stop! Sasuke can probably tell I'm jittery! It's embarrassing!

I mean... not that he hasn't put me in much worse situations before... but... man... it feels like i can never get used to this feeling.

My palms are sweating and my cheeks feel all warm 'n' red 'n'all I wanna do is pull my head down as far as I can so that nobody sees me like this.

Especially not Sasuke. Not after all the shit he did to me. Like- okay, sure! He was dating all those girls putting on his best playboy act cuz' he wanted to get my attention but it still hurt, dammit!

I know more than anyone that vulnerability is scary. Letting people close means allowing them to hurt you after they leave. Whether it's intentional, like when someone gets bother of you, or not, like...

Like my parents dying in that accident.

Change is scary. And even though so many things have changed since I started that weird game with Sasuke... in the same way, it kinda feels like nothing has, lately.

"Yo, loser, don't forget you agreed to let me tutor you today. We kinda got... off topic, earlier." the bastard said, looking away with a stupid bashful smile. Like hell I'm buying his act!

But finals are finals and if he's gonna be such a bitch about the student counsil president tutoring me, I guess I'd better just... let him tutor me. I just hope I can concentrate on the homework...

I sighed heavily, loosing my earlier good mood.

Maybe I should start cooking with Itachi more often. It helped me relax a little. Also, Sakura always says baking is good for the stress.

"Alright, whatever. My room or yours?" I asked, stupidly.

Sasuke's face immediately contorted onto this stupid suggestive grin and his eyebrows shot up, like I said something dirty. Seriously?! It's not my fault he likes to interpret whatever he wants.

"I think neither is a good idea. If I flop down on my bed I'll get sleepy." He settled for replying, to my surprise.

"What do you suggest, then?"

"Living room. Let's do two hours and then go to sleep, I have to get my full eight hours to do well."

I snorted at his haughty attitude. He's such a show-off!

But... he's not wrong.

His tutoring was... actually not that bad. Some of the problemsI had most trouble with he helped my understand breaking it down differently.

"Huh... I guess you really are good at this stuff when  you take it seriously." He suddenly comented, smiling proudly.

"Oh har, har, how funny! You-" I felt like punching him for just a second, on his side, but he let out a soft laugh that made my face burn and my heartbeat stutter. I wa so astounded I forgot whatever childish insult I was about to throw at him. "W-Whatever..."

We didn't alk that much since I was almost done with the hardest problems.

Itachi had long gotten out of the shower and gone to his room by that point, so Sasuke and I bid goodbye and goodnight to each other and headed to our rooms.

A mix of the nerves from how nice Sasuke's tutoring went today and anxiety over finals week made my gut tight, so I had to breathe for a bit, telling myself I was for sure gonna pass.

I still couldn't forget about Sasuke stupid beautiful laugh and his soft voice... it... makes my head spin. and remembering the way he kissed me in the detention made me feel even more flustered...

I don't remember falling asleep, but it took me a minute to realize my alarm was going off in the morning.

Itachi was already up and in the kitchen making breakfast and... Sasuke was also there helping him?

That's... a bit unusual.

They usually spend time with me but... I'm actually glad they can have some quality sibling time together! I was beginning to worry about their dumb rivarly...

"Ah, Naruto. Good to see you up. Scrambled eggs?" said Itachi, just as Sasuke was puting the coffee cups on the table.

"Mornin'... and yeah, sure!"

We had breakfast quietly, except for when Itachi offered to be the one to drives us to school. I'm kinda surprised Sasuke took it so nicely!

"I'm not taking shotgun, though." He added, as if only to be annoying. Ah, whatever, it could've worse.

"Perfect. Then Naruto will be." Itachi smiled, making Sasuke furrow his brow.

This is seriuosly getting annoying. But I like the pasenger seat, so it's fine.

Sakura and Kiba were waiting for me at the gate, even though we almost didn't make it in time. I ran up to them, knowingSasuke would just wait for me in class.

"Naruto, yo! You ready for finals week" Kiba greeted me enthusiastically, like an excited puppy. "I've been trying my best to study so I'm pretty sure I'll pass all the exams!"

"Well, you're enthusiams speaks for itself..." commented Sakura, hiding a giggle behind her palm.

"Does it? Haha!"

"Heh, I sure never saw excited about exams!" I joked, but it was true. Kiba wasn't a Nerd like Sakura or Sasuke.

"Maybe it's cuz' after this we're free! And y'all know I love summer."

Well, that was true! School will be over and we can relax... at least... until we decide on what to do for college.

Sasuke will probably go to a fancy, prestigious university, knowing hos good his scores are every year.

That thought makes me feel sad. I... I'll miss him... Like- it's not like we can be college classmates when I could barely do highschool... my best bet would be to start looking for a job...

But I don't really want him to go away. Even if these past months have been chaotic, I... have a hard time imagining myself without him in my daily life anymore...

I parted ways with Sakura and Kiba after a fist bump with each, and hurried up to my history class with Sasuke.

To think that so long ago that stupid presentation forced us together in the first place...

"Hey," Sasuke whispered, when he saw me sit down beside him "You were almost late." And yeah, he's right. The teacher walked in seconds after me.

"I was saying hi to my friends!"

"I know. It's fine."

The way he answered made me feel like he thought otherwise. But before I could answer him, or ask him what his problem was, i felt my ohone vibrate in my pocket as I recieved a text. 

Dogboy: yo, can i talk to you @ lunch? like. alone.

Shit. I really really REALLY hope this isn't about romantic drama! I've had enough from people liking me! It's tiring!

But... Kiba is a close longtime friend of mine. And we've been on good terms for a while.

I'll just... reject him outright if he asks me out. I don't want to lead anyone on anymore.