Zero Fucks

Chapter 4

Sasuke's Pov

"No way. You can't stay here." I hissed, shaking my head, pulling my hand away from his. I began to get up from the couch away from him when he jumped on me and hugged my torso. He wailed. "Aw, c'mon Sasuke!" He cried, pressing his face on my thigh.

I shrieked, red in the face. He whined as I pulled his face back. I gritted my teeth, embarrassed by his clinging. "Get off of me!" I snapped, trying to peel him off of me. He wouldn't budge, his arms wrapped around me, giving me a light squeeze.

"I only need to stay here for a while anyways!" He whined, moving his face to my stomach. "You don't even need to cover for me! I just need a place to stay in!" He cried, his voice muffled.

"If you need a place to stay in, why don't you go to a hotel!" I growled, attempting to unravel his arms around me. He didn't let go, he continued to squeeze me until I felt his breath nuzzling my skin.

"I can be like a maid!" He assured, looking at me with large innocent eyes. "I can cook and clean while you're gone!" He tried persuading. "I can do whatever you want while I stay in your apartment!"

I growled again, I felt hesitation seep into my thoughts. "I'm going to get in trouble!" I blurted out, making any excuse I possibly could. "Someone might see you!" He whimpered, rubbing his face on my stomach.

"I'll be extra careful! I promise!" He reasoned. "I just want to stay with you... Your probably the only person that won't throw me out." He mumbled, letting go of me slowly. "You're not scared of me like other people are." He pouted in a irritated way.

I groaned, giving up on his muscular arms, leaving them on my waist. I am an Uchiha. I'm supposed to be unfazed by everything, unpeckable both physically and emotionally. I ran my fingers through my hair and sighed once more. I must be sick or something.

"Fine."

He looked up at me, his eyes wide, his lips partially parted. Really? He asked hopefully. I grunted, nodding my head. His face brightened, his lips stretched into a slanted grin. He laughed happily, diving his face back into my stomach, he nuzzled my trunk and squealed.

"Thank you, Sasuke!"

My face burned with embarrassment, my ears and cheeks heated up the most. I could not believe myself. This brought me one step closer to banging my head in the wall. It really isone thing to let a relative or a friend to stay over in your home but its another thing letting a murderous stranger in.

I growled internally, irritated by myself. I really should have thought this through before I said anything.

He let go of me, jumping up and down on the couch, grabbing both my hands excitedly. "Oh, oh! We can stay up late, swapping manly stories, and in the morning... I'm making waffles!" He squealed, with stars in his eyes.

My eyebrow twitched, an irk mark found its way on my forehead. I sighed again, ready to shoot down his ideas. The alarm interrupted us, it rang 5:45 a.m.

'Already?!' I hissed internally, jumping up, gathering my things together. I tossed my bag at him and hissed at him. "Pack kunai and shurikens, put snacks and stuff in there, too!" I ordered, running to my room to change. I was still in a towel.

"Don't make breakfast just toss me a snack bar on the way out!" I shouted from inside my room, pulling some shorts on. "Okay!" He shouted back.

I struggled as I put a shirt over my head, I heard him rustle around my things. "Your bag's ready!" He yelled, shaking it over his head while I stumbled out of the room putting my sandals on. He tossed me my head protector, grimacing at my sandals.

"We need to get you some shoes, man." He flinched, scrunching his face up in disgust for my sandals. I paused, my eyebrow furrowed with confusion. "What's wrong with my sandals?" I asked.

I usually didn't care about what people thought and ignored them but his face made me wonder. "Well sandals aren't ideal for protection. You could break your shit if you trip in them." He reasoned, nodding his head.

I snorted, a grin stretched on my face. "Okay, sure." I mused, shaking my head. He stridded over to me, putting the bag over my shoulder and handing me a granola bar. "I'll see you later." He said, leaning his face close to my own.

I flushed, turning my face from his. He chuckled, lifting my chin to look at him. "Don't I get a goodbye kiss?" He winked, smirking teasingly. I sputtered pushing his face away and scrambling out the door.

I stomped away, my face was heated with embarrassment. I could hear him laughing as I shuffled down the stairs. I grumbled, hearing the door close quietly, it was probably a bad idea letting him stay.