I am on tumblr and devianart. Man, I have so many media social but so far I managed to update all with at least a pic of my sketches once a week. Saying that, I am still taking this blogging thing slow too. Blogging is like a part time job, you need to sit down properly and write things at least 200 words in a few hours, thus to write longer is not a thing I can do now. The most I can manage is half an hour of sifting through pics, cropping and upgrading the quality and then construct some paragraphs. But since I have like 2718 readers each month, even if they land here by some random key word, I am going to continue writing.
Ok here are some sketches from this week and last week. My sketches they are prettier now and a lot consistent.
Update for my Gerimis fanfic, Naruko Uzumaki and Sasuke Uchiha. I spent 15 minutes getting the girl's face younger, erggghh. i guess teen girls should be drawn
with less voluptous lips.
This is Naruko Uzumaki, a genderbend of Naruto. Why this one look teen, unlike the above?
A fanart of my pal, Elle Az.
It took me three tries to get Fem!Genos's face like that. Oh and I have joined the blue pencil league. I noticed that they use blue pencil, apart from wanting to feel an increase in my skills, blue sketches are also easier to erase. Black pencils are too much to erase, of course if you use 2B pencils. If you use 2H then it's lighter but it has no umpphhh in the feels. I spent two years during my school year sketching with a 2H pencil and then lining with a 2B pencil for my Technical Drawing subject.
Left to right, I genderbend them - Speed O Sound Sonic, Saitama and Genos.
Full version. I googled female assasin, female bodybuilder and also
One Punch Man official art for references.
Some random sketch.
Some random sketch 2.
I am such an addict now that I'd rather spend RM10 buying a sketch book and pencil to pass the time, rather than a magazine. Still, I think I need to buy magazine later because googling for references just adds up my internet bill. Ok, bye.
Aku bukan manusia yang kompetitif. Baru aku sedar tadi, setelah tiga dekad berfikir secara santai dan ada kalanya kritis. Ya, aku jeles apabila ada orang menang pertandingan, haha. Especially aku boleh masuk tapi tak. Contoh paling dekat ialah pertandingan media kat Malaysia ni, aku tidak berkelayakan nak masuk kerana aku tak ada produk video mahu pun aritkel berita/rencana. Tapi masih jeles sebab tak boleh nak masuk dan menang.
Maka apa pertandingan yang aku boleh masuk? Pertandingan yang beli barang berharga RM80, dapat resit dan isi borang. Yang ini memang habisan konsep lucky draw sebab walaupun ko kene beli barang (of course la kedai nak upkan sales dia) tapi persaingan dengan lagi 5000 orang yang masuk tu ialah secara cabut2 je. Tapi pertandingan ini kalau tak masuk tak bolehla menang, so rajin-rajinlah isi borang dan pastikan jawapan simple tu betul dan insyAllah ada rezeki boleh menang.
Dulu-dulu zaman aku rajin masuk pertandingan kat majalah Cleo adalah dapat beberapa set wangian badan. Tahun lepas aku jawab pertandingan online dapat tiket pergi Visual Art Expo 2015, masa tu bertuah pula husband aku ada event bowling kat KL so kami tinggal anak kat kampung and patah balik ke KL untuk menghadiri acara masing2. Harga tiket2 tu dalam RM40 juga lah.
Bulan lepas aku masuk pertandingan menulis cerpen bertema Sungai, gigih ni pergi CC sebab dia nak cerpen yang guna format Microsoft Word. Aku selalu menaip dalam Google Document aje so bila save dalam hp dia jadi bentuk PDF pulak. So last2 pergi ke cc dan spend sejam situ, laki aku dah bising hahaha. Tak menyokong langsung.
Tapi, semalam aku dapat berita gembira yang cerpen aku 1800++ patah perkataan tu dapat senarai pendek. Soooooo selamat maju jaya to me. Kalau menang karya akan diterbit dan dapat antara RM300 ke RM1000 depends pada ko juara atau no2 and 3rd. Apabila dah disenarai pendek pun aku dah bersyukur! Alhamdulillah.
Disclaimer : The characters are not mine, they belong to the owner of the animation Naruto. I am just here using them non profitally for recreation purpose. The story line is mine though. I might come back to edit the characters into original characters of mine. Happy reading. Genderbend Sasuke x male Naruto.
Circumstance Chapter 2
I lived with my CEO brother, Itachi since our parents died when I was twelve. Itachi was six years older and had graduated from University at eighteen and directly worked in corporate afterwards. Our parents died in an accident just outside our house and it was painful to live there, so Itachi moved us to a smaller home and rented out our house. A few years later Itachi was promoted and he decided to rent closer to town so we moved again.
When I was nineteen, Itachi bought a serviced apartment in the center of town since he wanted to walk to his office daily. I had to drive since my campus was on the fringe of town but since Itachi paid for everything the only thing I had to worry was getting to class on time.
Today the traffic from campus to home was kind to me. So as soon as I arrived at the slotted parking space of the apartment where we lived, I let the engine run for awhile. My favourite song was playing so I upped the volume and listened on. Whilst waiting, I took the time to open the dashboard and check the accumulated stuff in it. The dashboard rattled with the sheer amount of coins stuffed in it. I bought a new wallet a while back and it had no coin compartment, so I resumed to stuffing changes in my back pocket and then transferred them into the dashboard when I reach the car.
As I was counting the loose changes Naruto called. I glanced at the time on my wrist watch, ten minutes to 7 pm. The evening was almost over but he still called as he had promised. "Hello." "Heyyyyyyy, Sasu-chan." "Yes." "Did you buy Professor Hatake's Media Through Times book?" "Yes, I did. You want to borrow mine?" "Haha, I like you more with each passing day.Sasuuuuu, you're psychic." "When?" "When what?" I didn't like repeating words over the phone and then get into a series of repeating words like a broken phone game. So I placed the phone away and sighed.
“So,” I asked as I get back on the phone, “When will you stop by my class to get the book?”
“Ah, I'll see you tomorrow. In fact I'll be in Group C until end of this semester because Professor Mitaradhi is continuing her studies. So they told us we could change groups or we could just change classes for her subject. Me and my group decided to join Group C cause Neji invited us.”
“And since Group C and my group shared a lot of lecturers together, it seemed like a better choice…”
“Yes, definitely better. And… I'll be seeing a whole lot of you too. Not that I see you every time, that would be boring.”
“Ok.” Suddenly the thought that he could almost became my classmate overwhelmed me. I shoved the coins still in my hands into an empty box of tissue on the passenger seat. I decided to just count them when I get back at the apartment.
It was a nice idea to be able to see your boyfriend daily, but at the same time it would be suffocating. Silently I was thankful that he wasn't in my class. But I knew he wouldn't even make it into my Group since we were already maxed up in number while Group C had a few places vacant with five dropouts over the year.
Spontaneously I asked him, “You on for lunch?”
Being in close proximity with him meant that I would need to iron out several issues, a lunch meeting seemed right on track. So I pressed further.
“On me, or we can split if you want,” I emphasized.
“Anything’s fine. I just got my allowance and salary.”
I realized that money issues were sensitive with men so I hoped that he wouldn't take my words as w trying to belittle him.
“You can tell me about your new Godfather you kept telling me about.”
“Sure. Haha. Though, I'm sure we can maybe… ummm… get past his work. I hope you don't mind when you finally get to know about him.”
I wondered what was it that drew me to Naruto. Certainly not materialistic things, but it also helped that he was gorgeous to look at. I had never ogled more than needed at someone else, and here I found myself imagining him smiling at me while talking on the phone. I should take a selfie with him tomorrow, or better ask someone else to take a proper picture of the both of us.
“So see you tomorrow. I've just arrived at my house.”
“You walked while talking to me?” I imagined Naruto living in a terraced house area.
“No, I borrowed my Godfather’s car old car and am driving it slowly.”
“See you tomorrow Sasu-Chan.”
I wondered further as I placed the phone back into my bag. This Naruto’s Godfather sounded suspicious, waltzing into his life and giving him so many things. I didn't like the sound of someone else trying to buy my boyfriend's affection with material things. Even me, whom he had met earlier than his Godfather hadn't been buying his affection with money, though I have plenty. And I could easily had bought Naruto’s affection but I didn't.
From Sakura’s and her best friend’s Ino’s gossip grapevine, Naruto was an orphan surviving alone on mere studies loan upon entering Uni. He had told me about his part time jobs, which I assumed he used for food and the extras. I was an orphan too, but unlike him Itachi coddled me afterwards. Though I had felt lonely sometimes, in reality there was too much thing going around to ever dwell long in it.
But… when Naruto and me became a couple, and I found myself often dwelling on the feeling of loneliness. On principle I shouldn't have cared if we were to meet every other week since we agreed that dating we were ok meeting once in awhile. But, since the topic of his Godfather came up, I suddenly felt possessive. This possessive streak was scary since I had never meant to own him or anyone else. I grimaced as I pondered at my ugly side. The last time it appeared was when Itachi had brought a client home one dark rainy day whom I assumed to be more than his girlfriend. But Itachi just told me she was an acquaintance. My brother is a whole lot more mysterious than me, he never dated nor did he brought home anyone other than that girl friend.
Getting back to my present thinking, I dismissed any further thinking about Naruto, his Godfather, the concept of loneliness, possessiveness and anything in between, I texted Itachi about wanting him to cook something before I reached home in another five minutes.
The next day, I arrived at the Faculty ahead of time to sort some business regarding our final project for this semester. At around 8 am, me and the other class representatives garhered inside the Diploma Programme Coordinator’s office to discuss the nature of our final project which will be a university level public event. After the brief discussion, I walked to my class and was met by the bustles of my group mates and the neighbouring groups who were attending the 8.30 am class.
As the time neared 8.30, I quickly entered my class and was closing the door to my lecture hall when a tan hand stopped the door from closing. I looked up to the face connected to the annoying hand and was surprised to see the one I had not expected to see that early.
“Can I have my text book?”
“Hmm.” I smirked and ducked under his hand to place my bag on the front row seat where I usually sat. I unzipped my bag and took out the requested book. I walked back to him under the piercing gazes of my nosy classmates and after exiting the room, I closed the door behind me.
“Here, I actually bought two because Sakura accidentally bought one for me.”
“Wow, I'll pay you later. I didn't bring enough cash to class.”
“No worries. I'll…”
“I don't want people to say I befriend you for money Sasuke.”
Naruto glanced away at the already empty corridor as people as people already entered their own classes, “I could see your lecturer on the way here. That's him right?”
I glanced at the direction where he had averted his eyes earlier, and true to his words I could see my lecturer approaching slowly. However, Neji from Group C exited his lecture hall and stopped my lecturer in his track. Neji glanced for a mere second our way and gently stirred the lecture aside to talk about something.
Naruto saw Neji and quickly smirked at me, “See you at lunch. You look good.”
I glanced at my favourite dress which I had worn practically every week and nodded.
“If I could kiss you I would, but your lecturer’s here. So I should just say bye.”
With that Naruto left me but not before lightly squeezing my wrist. Blood rushed to my head as his warm fingers brushed against my skin. I mentally cursed myself for reacting like a virgin being touched for the first time. Sigh.
I waited for my lecturer outside the class since he would definitely ask about the final semester project. Meanwhile, Neji noticed Naruto approaching Group C’s classroom and smiled wider at my lecturer. My lecturer turned to Naruto and shook Naruto’s hand before patting him on his shoulder. Then my lecturer turned around and finally arrived outside our class.
“So, Sasuke, how's the discussion?” he asked.
I smiled and opened the door to the my class. “We had several sponsors agreeing with the proposal so far.”
“Good. That would lessen the need to seek extra fund before we actually launch the project.”
As I said a few more things to my lecturer regarding the project, Sakura moved from a seat at the back of the class and sat beside me. I smirked at her and she raised an eyebrow. My lecturer promptly started the class and I sat down pulling out my note book to copy notes. I quickly tune out all the distracting stuff by copying the first page of the topic into point forms in my black leather cover note book.
I walked straight out of the last class of that morning with my mind looking forward to lunch with Naruto. Sakura was hanging off my wrist chattering about wanting to be on the committee of the class project. She was complaining about how her mother was nagging her to participate more in non-classroom activities instead of being just a participant.
I nodded after every five sentences to show her that I was listening to her, but my mind was already with Naruto. Usually Sakura would drag me to the downstairs cafe if we had evening classes but since we don’t, she waited with me in the corridors. Group C was just getting to the end of their class, as I looked through their open doors. I could see Kiba, Naruto, Temari, Gaara and Lee talking to Neji and Shikamaru while their lecturer talked to another group of students.
I patiently waited for Naruto to exit his class since he hadn't texted me at all about where we should meet. It was pointless to text him since he would be in front of my eyes now and he never asked me to keep our relationship a secret anyway. So, as he excitedly high fived Kiba and shook hands with his new groupmates, I pulled Sakura along as I walked closer to their door.
Meanwhile Sakura was still jabbering, “So, my father was adamant that I show him a picture of me in any activity where you also joined. He trusted you more than me. He told me I can't just focus on my weightlifting activities and told me to get a tan. I told him you were paler than me, and he said it didn't matter as long as you were active outside of class and more active than me.”
I squeezed Sakura’s hand when Naruto approached and she quickly shut up.
“Hey Naruto. So the rumours were true that you changed groups.”
Naruto hugged Sakura and winked at me. I eyed him as he merely placed a hand on my waist lightly when he had just hugged Sakura in greeting.
“Yes, as you've heard. Ummm, let’s go Sasuke, sorry I was held back.”
Sakura’s eyes bulged and she quickly kissed me on the cheeks and smiled meaningfully at us before going away. Naruto quickly manoeuvred me towards the stairs and directed me to a car park 200 metres from our faculty.
When we arrived at the car park, he unlocked a smart looking SUV and opened the door for me. I could tell that the car was around ten years old based on the plate number but still expensive for a college student like him.
Maybe Naruto had noticed my perplexed face and so he smiled shyly. “Uh, I might have said it was old… but it is a still borrowed car. Not mine”
I didn't feel like asking further questions as I was hungry and it wasn't nice to argue with an empty stomach. So I stayed neutral until we arrived at the cafe in twenty minutes. The cafe was an old traditional wooden house renovated into a contemporary cafe, with a fusion of Chinese and Nusantara elements. There were batik cloths hung on the wall, a traditional Chinese cabinet set on one side and a long table with a few traditional kitchen utensils on it. There were batu giling or mill stones, a pair of mortar and pestle or batu lesung, and a pair of red mangkuk tingkat or Tiffin carriers.
We sat at a corner table and Naruto began browsing the menu. “My Godfather told me that my mum was quarter Chinese. So I reckon maybe we could try something here. Do you want rice or noodle? Soup maybe?”
“My father is half Chinese, I'll have fried noodle.”
Naruto smiled warmly at me and then he put down the menu before admiring the pastel scheme colour of the restaurant.
I opted to stay silent and absorb the moment before we ate and talk about things between us. My hand pushed the menu to the end of the table and I glanced at the name of the restaurant which I hadn't notice before, ‘Peranakan House’.
“Hey,” Naruto called me softly. “Thank you for today.”
“Well. You better brace yourself for other things I'll be asking you later.”
“Oh,” Naruto made a pained expression.
“If you don't mind to answer,” I said. As I thought about how to reword my statement, Naruto suddenly laughed.
“I'm not fragile. Shoot me up, but let's eat first ok.”
“Ok,” I said and smiled a little. Naruto noticed me pausing and quickly poked my hand.
The only thing I managed to do at his comment was a nod.
Magically our food arrived and Naruto smiled at me. “Dig in. After this we’re having cendol asdessert.”
I smiled at him and began digging at my noodle.
After a good twenty minutes of eating with Naruto providing some tidbits about the food we ate, dessert arrived.
Cendol was cold, it was pink, green and white in colour. I could taste coconut milk, syrup and red beans in it. The green cendol was chewy and though it was too sweet for my liking, it was one of the best dessert I ever tasted.
When the last of our food was gone, Naruto ordered a cup of coffee for me and tea for him. He looked at me and smiled while sipping his tea. I thought it was time to start talking seriously.
“It is a traditional role of a girlfriend to ask her boyfriend about his family,” I started. I knew that I sounded like a public speaker right now but I needed Naruto to know beforehand what I wanted to pursue. “However having said that, please tell me if I crossed the line.”
Naruto laughed and finished his tea. Then he grabbed for my hands and kissed them. “In that case let me take care of the bill and find some place far away from prying eyes and ears so we could talk about that. We can take a walk at the park here. There are only kids there.”
I nodded and drank my coffee while letting Naruto settle the bill. After wiping my mouth clean I stepped outside the restaurant.
Naruto was soon standing beside me in the heat of the noon and smiled. I thought he'd tear a muscle from all that smiling. We walked side by side to the the car and got in.
After Naruto started the car, and switched on the air conditioning he turned to me and took my hand in his. He kept running his thumb over my fingers, his calloused fingers invoking mixed sensation in me. I was annoyed at his repetitive movements but appreciated the gesture behind it. So I decided to hold his hand to halt his movements instead of telling him to stop.
“Yes.” I looked at him.
“Would you agree, If I invite you to my Godfather’s place even though we are still early in this relationship? I think we will spend a lot of time over there, after this so why not start now. I mean, when we enter the next stage of our relationship we must have some place to spend time together often. It's not just a house, it's a cafe with a shop, but he lived at the top floor so it's his place after all.”
I absorbed his words, his request. Swallowing a little, I eyed our hands and slightly frowned before glancing up and looking into his eyes. I started arranging my thoughts by putting his request side by side with my earlier request of wanting to ask intrusive questions about him, particularly about this Godfather of his. I looked into his eyes as I searched briefly for something before I answered his request. As our eyes met, Naruto smiled and his eyes crinkled, there was an openness in it, a dangerous mysterious emotion swirled in those blue depths. And I felt like jumping into those mysterious depths, exploring the unknown.
“Sure. Have you asked him about it?” I asked carefully.
“He’s the one inviting actually, but I wanted to make sure that you are ok with the request. Sakura kept repeating about how you don't like to feel forced about doing anything.”
Sakura sure acted like my sister or something. I'll have to reprimand her later although she was right about many things regarding me.
I planted a kiss on his lips which made me slightly breathless, I pressed my forehead on his temple for a second before letting go.
Thought I'd post this again as a single chapter without my chattering. Go on an read. Disclaimer : The characters are not mine, they belong to the owner of the animation Naruto. I am just here using them non profitally for recreation purpose. The story line is mine though. I might come back to edit the characters into original characters of mine. Happy reading. Genderbend Sasuke x male Naruto.
Circumstance Chapter 1
My fingers interlaced in between his fingers. Truthfully it was the first time I held hands with a boy. I was almost twenty one and he was my first boyfriend. We hadn't even kissed yet.
I was a student of Diploma In Video Production, in my fourth semester from the total five. He was from the next class, but we often meet in the lecture hall when my class, his and another class from the same Diploma programme were combined for the Law 202 course. He was from a neighbouring state, while I was from a city four hours away.
""Would you like to be my girlfriend?"
"Excuse me?" my eyes frozen on the monitor screen.
His direct question which was too straight to the point diverted me from my attention on the computer screen. We were chatting five minutes ago about some editing techniques. After that I had resumed my editing when the content ended on a mutual point and no more opinion was left to be offered.
"What kind of a question is that?" I blurted, hands frozen on the mouse and another on the keyboard. I was editing a music video, a class project assigned by my lecturer for the video editing subject.
" Well…" he sat up straight from his slouched position on his chair. His position was a metre behind me so I didn't see his expression.
I unlocked my frozen hands from the hardwares and turned my body towards him. "Well what?"
"Our friends have been pushing us together for the past week. Maybe we should, be a couple?"
"Don't heed their gossipy habits. They tend to do that a lot. We don't have to listen to everything they suggest," I replied.
Our friends, classmates, a bunch of very great friends liked to say he really loved my company. Maybe we should date they say.. I didn't see it that way, he seems to be like that with everyone, he enjoyed being in people's company.
For me after a decade of living without any male love interest, I could wait a little more. It wasn't like I could not function without companionship. But I wasn't against the idea too, I was just being realistic.
"Well, I think we should. I like being in your company a lot these few days."
I turned back to my computer and grabbed for the mouse. I better make a save on my recent edits before I lose it like before. Our faculty only had this one pc in the old building, the other facilities were housed in the new building two kilometres away. I preferred editing here because the staff here let us stay overnight for editing purpose. In the new building they only let us use until 10.00 pm.
"I'll think about it." I said. I didn't know what to say. It sounded like a life changing event to consider in a whim. It's like answering "Yes", when someone asked whether you want a tuna sandwich for breakfast. This? It needed time.
Three minutes passed as I previewed my video before deciding on the next edit point. He might be right about us being comfortable around each other. We had spent three days being around each other since I started editing this video. He was using the editing facility during the evening until me and my group members come to use it during the night.
"Sasuke, here's the video you asked about. I already asked my friend's permission to blend it with our video."
"Thank you Sakura," I grinned at the small memory card she was holding in her palm.
"Hey Naruto, you haven't finished your video yet? Where's Kiba and Shino?" Sakura leaned against the door since there were only two chairs inside the editing suite.
"Hey Sakura, they went home right after we finished. So how's the video going?" Naruto asked.
"Fine. Luckily Sasuke's a genius so she had this software all figured out. I only know Pinnacle."
"Not without Naruto's tips of course." I rolled my eyes at the pink haired girl.
"You two are so made for each other," Sakura said cheerfully. "Hey I gotta answer nature's call," and Sakura left.
Naruto suddenly approached my chair and sighed.
"Tell me when you considered it. I call it an experiment, we don't really need to be too serious getting into it."
I looked at him and nodded, quickly returning to my computer.
"Bro, come help me with the lifting. You aren't staying here past working hours without any grunt work," a sudden voice interrupted our awkward session.
We both turned at the door to see our technical officer from the Post Production Unit leaning in. I figured Naruto must have exchanged helping them doing some free labour work around their office for a chance to stay overnight at the editing suite. It was normal for Diploma in VP
students to be night owls, like it's tradition or something. I reckon it was more because we had classes during the day and weekends were spent hibernating like all good Diploma students do.
Naruto pointed to the computer screen and pointed to my screen, " I think the lightings in this shot is a little yellow compare to the before shot. Maybe you could tweak it little?" and he was gone.
As I moved my fingers against his, he breathed hard. It was exhilarating to be holding hands at this age with someone whom I realized had my heart thumping hard. I wasn't crushing on him actually, but my feminine body sure liked the sensation of our skin against each other.
"As you know I might be the kind to be AWOL. So you better not expect me to be the kind to stick around constantly."
"Yeah whatever, like we ever met outside this building before," I said.
He snorted. "Then I guess that seals our deal." He kissed my fingers and gave me a smile.
"Well, I got to go. I work part time at the corner restaurant since last week. Got to find money to date my princess," he winked and smirked at me.
I slipped my fingers away from his and straightened my jacket. He got up and waved goodbye at me, heading towards the lift. I headed back to the Post Production Unit.
Ladies and gentleman, meet my boyfriend, the elusive Naruto.
What I didn't know was that, what I thought was an experimental dating thing affected me on a deeper level.
It's been a week since we declared, kind of declared that we were a couple. He was nowhere to be seen as usual. Not the most conventional couple ever in our whole batch, but a couple nonetheless.
Sakura, my classmate walked towards my desk and plopped into the chair next to mine. Despite the free seating concept in our class, Sakura still chose to sit beside me though I often ignore her when I was deep in thought.
We don't have a fixed seating arrangement nor a fixed class for all our subjects. Our class occupies two floors of office building turned classroom. We also have classes in our yet to complete new faculty, apart from a few classes at the main tower of the fifty year old university. This messy arrangement made us mostly unaware of the other classes, hence me not knowing where my boyfriend is currently at. It didn't help that he was also one of those kind who does NOT own a handphone, strange but true.
"Why are you looking so distant Sasuke?" Sakura asked without looking at me, as she pulled out a bounded report from her bag. The Pink haired girl read the cover of her paperwork before riffling through the pages. Maybe to check for something.
"Nothing," I said as I pulled out my own report from my bag, totally forgot that I was supposed to collect them before the lecturer walks in for class. I was the class rep for this subject just because the lecturer is my Godfather.
"Here," Sakura placed the report on my paper, the cover as usual a pale pink paper covered by plastic. "You always deny everything I said, but I can see that you have been a bit lost this past. We'll go have some pie, on me. Then you can share what's gotten into you." Sakura whispered as Kakashi Hatake, our lecturer and my Godfather walked into class. Late as usual.
"How you could have agreed to such arrangement is beyond me," Sakura sighed as she sipped on her melon cucumber juice.
"That's why I don't tell you these things." I sighed.
"Trust me, I am your best friend." Sakura glanced at me, "I should know these things."
I poked on my pie. I did not exactly explain to Sakura about me and Naruto being a couple. More like answering Yes and No to series of questions she posed. I knew she was right about me needing to share some of these stuff with people close to me.
I had known Sakura since we were 12. She was also Kakashi's goddaughter. How my awfully late and perverted lecturer managed to have so many godchildren is beyond me. But that is how we met, through an open house held by Sakumo Hatake, Kakashi's father.
I was twelve brooding at the bench on the back garden of the Hatake's residence when a pink haired girl blabbed approached me, declared me as the cutest girl she had ever seen and declared me her best friend. I sat there scowling about the fact that my brother is away on one of his debate competitionship while my parents were somewhere inside mingling with the guests. Being six years apart meant we did not share the same universe, him in his freshman years in college while I'm barely out of primary school.
The Pink haired girl had a weird crush on me I thought, annoying at first, but over the years I had become comfortable around her. Sakura never said she actually like me, but she had been a great friend, leaving me to myself whenever needed and butting in when needed. After eight years I had been comfortable enough to answer all her annoying questions.
"So are you two doing anything this weekend? I… I… thought we could double date." Sakura asked.
Fork embedded in the half eaten pie, I slowly turned to her. "Whose the other guy?"
"You know our senior doing the Advertising Degree? The one who is also member of the Arts Club, Deidara. Well, his friend from his hometown Sasori, asked me on a date."
"Hmm." I nodded. Eyes squinting to remember that Deidara was also a friend of Itachi.
"Well, I don't want to go alone. I feel safe with you."
"Truthfully I don't even know when we will actually go out on a date Sakura."
"Why don't you go to his class and invite him?" Sakura asked innocently.
I rolled my eyes, didn't she just told me earlier that me and Naruto the kind of right now couple. The ones only bound by circumstances, being in the same circumference every other week.
"We aren't like that, Sakura. We only meet when we meet."
Sakura sighed this time, "I hope you know what you are doing Sasuke. I don't want you to get hurt." Sakura leaned back on her chair.
I can't promise that, I told her in my mind.
"Well, I'll ask Tenten and Lee to accompany me then. Neji is still in Singapore for his project."
For friendship's sake I had made myself be aware of her life, it had taken a good three years for me to be more alert about her whereabouts when I used to just take her friendship for granted.
"Tell me all about this Sasori later, and send my regards to Tenten and Lee."
Sakura smiled and rummaged her wallet for her money. "Sure, there's nothing I never told you."
I avoided her meaningful glance and pushed my pie plate away from me and proceeded to fetch my bag, slumped beside me on the bench.
"I'm heading to the toilet."
I departed the table with Sakura's statement regarding me and Naruto. I don't want you to get hurt. Truthfully I don't intend to. But if I do, I'll get over it. I know I didn't need to convince anyone even Sakura, about me and Naruto but some of Sakura's statement rung in my head as I walked to the toilet.
As I have said before, me and Naruto only meet when circumstances allowed us. I had to admit that after two weeks, this arrangement sounded ancient. As Itachi had presented in one of his debates, distance is no longer an obstacle, as time and distance are irrelevant with today's technology. A person can hold a long distance relationship without fear of being lost in communication.
"Hey," Naruto sauntered across the cafeteria as he saw me look at him from my seat. I hoped I didn't look too surprised at the moment. As he came closer I gulped down my rice and chicken and chugged down the entire content of my half full mineral water bottle.
"Want to have dinner with me tonight?" Naruto asked out of nowhere.
"Where?" I asked as soon as the water washed down my food.
"I'll swing by your hostel," and he flipped a phone out.
I shoot him a suspicious glare, since when did he got himself a phone.
"What's your phone number, I'm calling yours and then we can contact each other more immediately this way." Naruto grinned as he waved the phone at me.
"Hey Blondie, let's go to the library now!" Kiba suddenly called for Naruto.
My boyfriend turned around and waved back. "Go ahead, I'll be there later. You got my phone number after all."
He spun around and placed his hands on the cafe table and leaned in until he was only inches away from my face.
"I'm sorry I wasn't, you know here, I mean near you. But I'll try to be."
I looked at him and replied, "You told me, you won't always be here and I can accept that."
"Actually," he stood and looked at me. "I have liked you for a long time, and I want to make this right, this time. I thought about what I told you, and I realized that was a total bullshit. I can't treat the one I love like a toll booth, touch and go. So I got myself a phone, courtesy of my recently found Godfather."
I gaped at him. Thankfully the cafe was almost deserted by now so no one was near enough to listen to his declaration.
"So what are we doing now?" I asked him as I reached for my bag to grab my phone.
"You give me your number now, I call you later this evening, and …" Naruto reached for my face and brushed away strands of my fringes which covered my right eyes, "and we have dinner and we see where we are headed for the future." He smiled and grabbed for my phone.
My heart swelled, but I felt a flash of wariness and I wondered if he will really do what he says after this, or will he revert to his earlier proposition. I don't want to get hurt, but I won't know if I don't try.