School of Monsters

Chapter 5

Sasuke took the honors of walking me home. Well, I walked while he slithered. We arrived at my house, coffee cups in hand. I swear, Sasuke's gonna tease me about giving me "holy juice baby" for the rest of my life. Even out of high school. Even when he's dead, he will come back to haunt me and tease me about holy juice. When we are both dead, I will still be teased by the stupid teme.

Jiraiya burst through the door, wrapping me in his arms and squeezing me to death.

"C-Can't breathe.." I managed to get out. 

"Na na, Naruto, who's your boyfriend?" Jiraiya said, looking at Sasuke.

"There's no freaking way I'd ever date that stupid duck ass teme!" I exclaimed. "And anyways, this is my teacher, Mr. Uchiha. Jiraiya, meet Mr. Uchiha. Mr. Uchiha meet my pervert of a father, Jiraiya."

"Sasuke Uchiha. It iss a pleassure to meet you." Sasuke said to Jiraiya, shaking the man's hand.

"Hey, I thought you didn't do the snake thing!" I questioned the lamia.

"Hmm? What ssnake thing?"  Sasuke questioned, looking at me.

"The thing where you hold out your s's. Like if you were to say Sallie Sells sea shells on the sea shore, you would say Ssssallie sssselllsss sssssea shells on the sssea shore." I explained.

"I've learned how to control it for the most part. Do you not like it? Do you want me to speak with the nagian accent?" Sasuke questioned.

"N-No, I'm f-fine." I stuttered out.

As Jiraiya invited us in, he whispered something in my ear. "He totally had the hots for you."

"No way!" I whispered back.

"Listen Naruto, most nagas are either really weird, rapey, or plain assholes."

"So they are all assholes?" I interrupted.

"No no, some are nice. But, did you notice how Sasuke was willing to change the way he spoke just for you? Most nagas would not have cared."

I walked away from Jiraiya, not wanting to deal with his shit today. I walked into the kitchen, pulling out some ingredients. I got everything needed for some Creamy Parmesan Chicken recipe I found buried at the bottom of a bunch of papers Jiraiya owned.

I normally never cooked, since I always studied cybrids and other subjects. Though, I was always pretty good at cooking. (fuck yeah you are I so want naruto to cook for me tho)

"DINNER'S READY!" I shouted, making sure the entire house heard. I knew me and Jiraiya ate almost anything, but I wanted to make a meal for Sasuke. I also wanted to try out that recipe, so I hope Sasuke does like it.

Sasuke slithered in front of the chair, then leaned back to supposedly sit down. His tail was left laying across the floor, a clear tripping hazard.

"What's for dinner today, Naruto?" Jiraiya asked as he sat down in the chair across from Sasuke. Oh that little-

"I found a recipe for Creamy Parmesan Chicken in that giant stack of papers you have. I thought We'd try it today, though I wasn't exactly expecting Sasuke so I hope you enjoy, Sasuke." I explained.

"Naruto, why don't you call Sasuke Uchiha Sensei or Mr. Uchiha, as you should with teachers." Jiraiya asked.

"Because I don't really think of Sasuke as a teacher. I think of him as the friend that will forever tease me about holy juice." I smiled as I said that. I saw Sasuke smile in the corner of my eyes smiling. OhmygodSasukeissofuckingpretty

"Oh, please be careful. It is hot. I don't want you to get burned." I warned them before taking my seat next to Sasuke. He used his knife and fork to cut open the chicken, and steam soared out of the creamy goodness.

As Sasuke bit a small piece of the chicken off and started to chew, I could feel myself sweating. I never cooked for anyone other than Jiraiya, and we were total foodies. As Sasuke took another bite, I let out a breath of relief I didn't know I was holding as the part of my brain that really liked Sasuke infiltrated my thought process. WhatIwouldn'tgivetobethatpeiceofchicken

We ate quietly, Sasuke humming in satisfaction occasionally. It made me feel good to have someone other than Jiraiya, especially my potential crush, though I'll never admit it, to enjoy my cooking.

"Sasuke, where do you live? I'm just asking, since I don't want you to walk home at night alone." Jiraiya asked politely.

"On the other side of town." Sasuke said in between bites. Ohmyhehasfoodonhischeek larfhvrselialw

"You're welcome to stay the night. We have room." Jiraiya said. Though I wanted to say no, since for one he's my teacher and going to school with him is embarrassing. Secondly, he was my potential crush and I didn't want sleeping me to unconsciously do something weird to the poor man. I shuddered at the thought.

"Naruto, do you have a problem with me staying? I'll be alright with leaving, if it's not alright for me to stay." Sasuke questioned.

"N-no, just thinking." I replied.

"Don't hurt yourself." Jiraiya said, snickering a bit.

"And for that, you're cleaning up dinner. Have fun, Pervy Sensei!" I called out.

"Sensei?" Sasuke questioned.

"He taught me everything I know. Other than what I learned in class." I explained.

"Hn." Was Sasuke's simple reply.

I set up the spare bedroom, trying to make it as clean as possible.

"Your room is ready, teme." I said to him.

"I give you my thanks, baby." Sasuke said with a smirk.

"I told you not to call me that!" I pouted at Sasuke. 

"Love you. Goodnight, Naruto. I will see you tomorrow." Sasuke slithered into his room for the night, closing the door behind him.

"Love you too, teme." I mumbled just loud enough for him to hear.

I kept hearing things in my sleep, but I didn't worry about them. I probably should have.

(I'm gonna design this next part like a play, mainly because it's easier on my part and bleehehhehehehhehehehe I want to)

Jiraiya: Mister Uchiha, I wish to tell you something.

Sasuke: What?

Jiraiya: It's about Naruto   

Sasuke: What about him?

Jiraiya: He is a cybrid, but not a normal one

Sasuke: What is that supposed to mean?

I could never sleep that night.