Damn Elevator!

That was all the damn elevator's fault...

Once upon a time in a small city of Tokyo lived a young man who didn't like elevators. Moreover, he hated them with all his might, and if something went wrong, he never hesitated to blame it on some poor elevator. The name of this young man was Uzumaki, Naruto Uzumaki.

One beautiful December's morning, while running through snowy streets, Uzumaki suddenly felt that something is going to change in his life. He smiled at the thought of it and continued his journey to work.

- "Dammit" – young man swore at the leaving bus, he was just few seconds late, but no! Drivers of public transport never wait..Dammit. Naruto was going to be late for work again, and it was all because of the elevator in his house! Uzumaki never liked those metal boxes that were supposed to help people from being late, but this one at his house was just pissing him off day by day!

Trust me, the situation was much worse than you can imagine. Naruto lived on the second floor of a 24-storey building, so basically he didn't need an elevator to reach his floor. He always could use stairs, right? Wrong! The security policy of the building he lived in forbids tenants from using stairs in all cases except emergency.

- "The hell?" was Naruto's exclamation when he first noticed big red letters on the door to a staircase (that was actually right next to his apartment door ^_^). Thus, young Uzumaki was forced to use elevators to come down from the second floor to first(ground) floor. Every day. Every. Damn. Day.

After fifteen minutes of waiting in freezing cold of early morning in December, Naruto finally managed to sit into a warm bus and relax waiting for his stop. As buildings and streets flew by outside the window, Uzumaki thought about his life and wondered about what could possibly be changed in it. (Maybe he will become a millionaire? ^_^)

In his 23 years, Naruto was living alone in a small but comfy apartment. He lived alone almost all his life, being an orphan and knowing nothing about relatives. But loneliness rarely bothered him. He had friends and a wonderful person, who he could lovingly call "dad" – Umino Iruka.

They met when Naruto was only 6, as an elementary school teacher and a lonely kid-student. Being a person with a huge warm heart, Iruka welcomed the little Uzumaki to his home and offered him love and tenderness the kid didn't know about. After becoming 11 ages old, Naruto decided to stop being a burden to his wonderful father and took several part time jobs, including one in the café owned by Iruka. After a while, he was able to rent very small, but comfy apartment.

By 13 years old Naruto has become an absolutely independent person. Since that time he was doing everything to make Iruka proud: despite working part-time, Naruto finished school with honors, graduated from T University, and now was working on science research for his PhD in Astronomy, and additionally to all this he finished one year college course in design and now works as an interior designer.

Iruka loved his son very much and was incredibly proud of him, but one thought never left his mind: Naruto tried too hard to be mature. And sometimes Iruka missed that little imp he adopted once…

- "Oh, shit!" – Naruto suddenly noticed that the bus was already preparing to leave his stop. Being lost in thoughts, he absolutely forgot where he was! Naruto hardly managed to run out of the bus before doors closed and after couple of minutes of fast-walking through huge crowd, he was finally in the building he worked in.

And nothing much was left till he is at work – just take a lift to 15th floor using elevator.

Elevator.

E-L-E-V-A-T-O-R.

Again.

And of course it was too slow for Naruto's liking and all six of them were between thirty to forty something floors now.. He was waiting, and waiting... And waiting... sighing every two seconds in impatience. Urgh.. (A/N: hi-hi ^_^, I just love torturing him _)

To distract himself from the object he hated so much (elevator ^_^) our Uzumaki looked around searching for something interesting. And then he saw a young man around his age (or maybe a little older) standing not far from him, talking on a cell-phone and waiting for an elevator as well.

It was like in those slow movie moments that just take your breath away... The man looked well-build and simply gorgeous, or maybe it's a long black and definitely rich coat made him look like a sex-god reincarnation? And his hair was dark, not just dark brown or something, but pure black with some blue light in it, just like a raven's wings! However, a more stylish haircut won't hurt him, Naruto thought smiling.

Looking more carefully at the man, Naruto noticed that his features were beautifully sharp and at the same time smooth – elegant jaw-line, chin, and accurate rosy lips on pearl-white skin. His face and body provoked desire to caress it and be caressed by it. Naruto couldn't understand where were these thoughts coming from but he was sure that the man before him was just too perfect to be true, the only thing that left to be known was eyes. Which colour are they?

Maybe grey? - Naruto thought.

He was pretty sure that they weren't blue or green, because the man was truly Japanese, however he would be very disappointed if they were brown. Because, brown was not a good colour for a person with such beautiful features. The man was a piece of perfection, and as a designer, Naruto thought about black eyes. Pure black eyes with neither long nor short eyelashes. However, eyes of this colour just do not exist, so grey would be a good solution.

After some time Uzumaki swore to himself that if this man was an owner of black eyes, he would do anything to know him better! Maybe become a friend..

Thinking so deeply, Naruto didn't notice that he was actually absolutely openly staring, until:

- "Can you please stop looking at me? It's disturbing."

… OH. MY. GOD. … was the last thought in Naruto's mind before he was completely lost in the eyes that were looking at him right now.

They weren't grey, or brown, or any other known to Uzumaki colour. They weren't even black as he was imaging just a moment ago. He couldn't absolutely describe this colour. He was just looking at them as at the bottomless midnight sky in a moonless night. They were so deep, so dark.. he could swear he saw stars in there!

- "Seriously, do you mind?" the man already stopped talking on the phone and was looking at Naruto with a soon to be very angry expression. The picture from aside was like this: a young dark-haired man was simply waiting for an elevator so he could go up to the office and start a new day at work; and another young man was shamelessly eating him up with an admiring gaze – glittering eyes, slightly open mouth...

Uzumaki, feeling rather uncomfortable and slowly returning to his sences, turned away and mumbled:

- "Sorry, I was lost in thoughts.."

It wasn't a very good beginning, but Naruto was sure that they are going to be very good friends.

- "Idiot."

…or maybe not… Naruto suddenly felt as a very sort-tempered child woke up in him and that's why…

- "Bastard!"

… all hopes on a good friendship were lost.

- "Moron."

…probably forever…

- "Duck-butt!"

…entirely…

A/N: How was that? Want more? :)

Preview of the next chapter: "Just when the other man was ready to say something back the sound of arrived elevator disturbed them. Naruto went straight in and..."

Bye!