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In the world I lived in, what I was feeling right now, well it was frowned upon. In this world I lived in, I couldn't feel these things. In this world I lived in, I couldn’t love him.

But god I could try.

The early morning suns fingers licked softly at the skin of my leg, warming me from my sleep seconds before the annoying beep of my alarm clock. Sighing I pulled myself out of the warmth of the duvet that clung futilely to my body trying so hard to lure me back to bed. My feet padded along the cold wooden floor to the white pristine bathroom. Reaching in and turning on the shower to welcome the rain of heavy, warm water spraying onto the porcelain tiles. Striping down revealing my smooth milky flesh, I stood under the torrents of water that hit my flesh turning it a faint pink. My thoughts wandered to him. His sun kissed skin and hair, the way his muscles rippled under the skin as he fought with the other boys at lunch. Those bright cerulean eyes that could captivate mine, holding all trains of though captive. I could never get him out of my head.

Naruto Uzumaki.

The only time that boy gave me any attention was when we were at each others throats. But I liked those times, it was when I could actually get close enough to see into his cerulean eyes.

Getting out of the warm torrent I switched the shower off, seising the waters movement. I whipped the condensation from the mirror allowing me to catch a glimpse of myself, that pale boy with the dull black hair dripping by his emotionless face. My empty black eyes stared back at me. I had to admit I wasn't much to look at. My skin looked sickly pale, my body was slim and unappealing, unlike his tan toned one. It made me want to drop to the floor and worship it. Then again that would be awkward… yeah not going to do that.
I trudged into my room and pulled on the rough, scratchy, black pants for school before slipping into the cool crisp white shirt. Tugging on my black shoes I combed my fingers through my hair styling it into the usual spikes at the back style. I walked through the kitchen grabbing a slice of Itachi’s toast before slamming the door behind me. I dragged my feet along the hard concrete, my thoughts once again captivated by him and all of the things he could do to me and I to him. Images of out lips locked in a heated war, hands jumping to aid in the assault reaching for the locks of each other and pulling fiercely. Chest pushing against each other in a battle of pure will. This is what I wanted. No needed.

Jolting out of my thoughts as a coarse hand gripped my shoulder, I spun to face the intruder. There stood the drummer of my band, his hair spiked and brown, those signature red painted marks on his cheeks that the teachers just gave up on caring about a long time ago. Kiba Inuzuka, could possibly be the best drummer to have ever gone to Konoha Academy.

“ Sup Sasuke?” he chirped, he was bright as always in the morning.

“ nothing much, You?”

“ Yeah nothing much, just searched all of the internet for that elusive rhythm guitarist we have yet to acquire.”

“ I see, that is a problem” you see, Kiba, Neji Hyuga and I were all in a band called The Hell Jesters. Kiba, as you know, is the drummer, Neji is our Bassist and I am the singer along with lead guitar. But we still needed one more component to our band that we just couldn't find, as Kiba put it, the elusive rhythm guitarist we have yet to acquire.

“ So Sasuke ready for the P.E assessment we have today?” I let out a breath of frustration; I mean I knew I was good at P.E the best in the class in fact. But that didn't necessarily mean I actually enjoyed it.

“ I don't have a choice do I?” I grumbled, hearing Kiba chuckling at my frustration.

“ Good morning Teme” I heard behind me, I felt that familiar spark of a shot, sizzling up my spine into my head giving it a happy hazy drift of a feeling. I turned to catch a hint of hose cerulean eyes. And there that were, adding to that already blazing bonfire in my gut.

“ Good morning Baka” I struggled to make sound aggressive and not breath out airily. He was just so entrancing. I saw that smirk each onto this face and had to prevent my inner meltdown. The things this boy did to me mentally. My eyes traced down his body to where his hand was laced with another pale one. My inside gave a painful twist. There she was
that girl that had the one I wanted. I couldn’t blame him for liking her. I couldn’t even blame for getting him. So many things were working against me. She was gorgeous, hey I didn't swing that way and I could see that, her sharp jade eyes could have all of the guys on the floor. She was bright, happy and nice, and not to mention, the main thing stopping me from making a move. Naruto didn't swing that way.

No matter how much I wished he did, he didn't. and he had his little girlfriend.
I turned to continue the hike to school, the giggles erupting behind me from the little pink haired girl. My insides ripped at themselves as I heard them. Knowing that it could never be me. Not that I would ever giggle… but it's the thought that counts.

I saw Kiba glance at me out of the corner of his eye. He had noticed me shut everything out. I knew I should just act like there was nothing wrong and that everything was alright. I mean if I continued to act bizarre people would notice. But it was easier said than done. I continued the hike and looked ahead of me and saw the school, all of the people running around in it.
The guys holding their girlfriends, the people Naruto and Sakura would soon join.

Oh yeah I forgot to mention another thing standing in my way.

There had never been a gay relationship in Konoha… EVER.

It was despised.

Oh joy.