Alright, I'm going to try for a multi-chapter story, and hopefully it'll work out cuz it's my first time... So cut me some slack if some chaps are short at first and i make adjustments *sweatdrop*. This is a school themed story, and personally i think it's a tad strange, and eventually it'll get just really 'why the hell is this happening?'... i think. But i hope its not too confusing and shallow for anyone's taste, so please let me know what you think! ^-^

Gravity

Like a million clear bullets,

Falling at the speed of sound,

To quench the thirst of this earth,

And cleanse it with its purity,

Its true shape illuminated,

By a flash of untainted light,

A crash following,

Shuddering even the strongest heart,

Drenched in that warm liquid,

Without even a thought,

To drown in your sorrows,

And find the dark,

But even in your bleak sanctuary,

A warm smile finds your lips,

To know there is someone by you,

At your side,

Protecting your heart

Clouds

It was strangely warm, yet somehow that wasn't enough to fill the emptiness, that aching feeling that lingered in Naruto's heart. All those years that had treated him so horribly, being so alone, had left him this way. He stared down at the sheets of math before him, none of it making any sense to him.

A dark haired boy pointed to the paper, repeating each step diligently. Every word that he heard was quickly forgotten. He never wanted to hear them in the first place. This was forced upon him since his grades had plummeted even more, which he thought was impossible seeing as they were already incredibly low. It growing late, all he wanted to do was go to sleep, it was Friday after all.

The other boy wrote something as he looked back to his own papers then returned back to him. He sat close as his dark eyes searched the blue ones that stared so blankly beyond the white sheets. Naruto couldn't understand why the old hag and his teacher had picked this person of all people.

Uchiha Sasuke was nothing below a genius. He was handsome, popular, wealthy, everything a person could ask for. Of all people, it had to be him, someone he envied. How he wanted to just punch him in his pretty face.

"Are you alright?" Sasuke asked staring at him.

"I'm…fine…" Naruto breathed awkwardly.

Sasuke watched him fidget under his worried gaze, and collected his papers together, rising to his feet. "It's getting late, so I'll go. Do you understand this any better?"

"Yeah, I think so…" the blond stared at the daunting unanswered problems.

"Alright, if you need to ask something you have my number now." The dark haired student walked to the door of the small apartment. Turning the handle, he paused. "And you don't have to call just for homework… If you ever need to talk to someone…I'll answer."

Naruto watched Sasuke's form disappear behind the door with widened eyes. He wondered why he was suddenly being so nice. Either way he wanted little to do with him, hoping maybe he'll give up on him soon, like everyone else. Maybe if he acted rude towards him it'll discourage him.

As he changed into his night clothes, the thought of the Sasuke being kind to him continued to bother his mind. In a way, yet reluctant in his head, for a brief moment he was glad someone saw the pain in his eyes. However, Naruto didn't think that could be very true, no one could really understand him. It wasn't like that bastard had suffered the same pain as him; he wouldn't know how it feels to be hated by everyone, exiled. Even if he barely knew the guy, Sasuke had nothing to worry about now even if his past did have some kind of hold on him or not.

What a surprise that it was raining the next morning. The skies were covered in grey, puddles rippling to the light drizzle. This made Naruto only return back to his bed.

So much for trying to find an escape from sitting home…

A knock at the door made him rise from under the warmth of his covers. Who the hell could come on this early Saturday afternoon? Not Jiraiya, he was in another town at the moment for work, not that he stayed here anyhow. Jiraiya was his legal guardian, but working to keep the boy in school was even more important than actually living there with him. Wasn't that guardians where supposed to do, guard and guide? You can't do that if you're not there….

On the other hand it could be the principle again. The big bosomed blonde he referred to as an old hag would sometimes stop by when he was in trouble. This week he hadn't done anything, so perhaps she was here for Jiraiya like that one time. They had known each other since they were young and Naruto had sensed some kind of spark between them, which might be why she puts up with him. Though in addition she said she was looking out for him too, so maybe it's more of her own will than first thought.

Another knock came, but harder, making Naruto get to his feet and open the door rather unwillingly. Suddenly, his day was mentally shot down as he saw that same ass of a person standing before him with a typical listless expression.

"What are you doing here?" He seethed dimly. Today he didn't want to put up with anyone.

"We're supposed to work more remember?" Sasuke's eyes narrowed, "I told you that yesterday."

"It's the weekend," Naruto spat simply as he tried to close the door as payback for putting on that caring act last night. His attempt failed as the other boy pushed the door back with his hand.

"Naruto," the raven growled to some extent as he wedged himself between the wood and the frame. "You have to get your grades up, if you don't they won't be able to keep you around much longer."

At this Naruto stopped pushing and glared at the other. "I don't care."

"What?"

"Look, you're wasting your time. Just save yourself the trouble and go."

Sasuke stared at him in disbelief, "What are you talking about? You can't just give up…"

"Might as well, better than suffering through it. I know I'm just going to fail, so just go." The tanner boy walked back to his bed and sat down.

Closing the door behind him, Sasuke let his arms fall to his sides before removing and hanging up his thin sweater. "Listen, I'll help you, even if it's more than needed."

Sapphire eyes looked up slightly stunned but he still held his mouth in a line with annoyance.

"Come on. Let's get some of this out of the way…" The raven said softly as he put his bag to the table and kneeled to the rug that covered the cold floor. Naruto watched him for a moment, taken aback as to why the boy would help him.

Hesitantly he went to sit across from him, picking his bag up along the way. The least he could do is get some of the mounds of homework out of the way, even though there were still plenty of other late assignments to be done and that it was hopeless…

For about an hour Sasuke helped with some work for history, mostly simple questions about the text. Then after having him read a short passage from a story he had him write a short report about it. He watched as he currently read it over. The raven's lashes fanned over his cheeks with each blink as he leaned onto one hand, his onyx eyes skimming over each word. He bit his lip and looked out the large window instead. He didn't want to see the look on his face when he read how bad it was.

It was still cloudy, the wind blowing the bare branches of trees. Ever since he was young he could never decide between loathing the rain and loving it. The clouds and gloominess made anyone feel a bit down, but he always liked the way it felt on his skin. Like the clear tears of heaven were falling on him, crying with him and showing the hurt that could never be truly expressed.

Once in awhile he'd walk in the rain, not caring if he got wet, or sick, which was probably why he hadn't shown to school a few of many times. The smell was so enticing; the feeling was too hard to forget. Even now, Naruto hoped it rained again tonight so he could get out of the house and the let the cold numb him from the anger that ate his conscience.

"This isn't bad," Sasuke voiced the opposite of his fear. The blond turned to him, "There are a few errors, but this should be fine as is even if you left it."

Naruto only blinked to him, his face appearing tired with his mind still on the rain. The pale boy across him looked down unsurely, pursing his lips as he shuffled through papers. He shivered, his slightly exposed arms prickling with bumps. It was always drafty in Naruto's apartment, even when it wasn't as cold as it is today. He felt only a little bad for not offering a cup of something hot like tea as the boy got up and took his jacket.

"Well, maybe that's enough for today," he grabbed his things. "I'll let you rest tomorrow."

Before the boy made it to the door Naruto quickly got to his feet, "Why?" The Uchiha turned to him questionably. "Why would you want to help me?"

"Help those who need it, right?"

"Don't give me that bullshit, there has to be a reason." The blond boiled, he still didn't want his help, not just at the cost of his pride either. "What, are they paying you? Do you get extra credit?"

"I don't need either of those things, they asked me and I was the only one willing…" Sasuke paused and glanced downwards with a hint of remorse in his eyes. "I need to go."

Naruto's eyes never left the spot where the other had stood even when he was gone, wanting to bore a hole through it. Trying to think it over he paced over to the door only to slam his fists and curse under his breath slumping his forehead to it. Slowly he sank to his knees to let out an exasperated breath.

So that's the first chap., short I know...The poem is a foreshadowing in which in the end it'll make sense. ;) In short it's about Naruto having trust issues and such because of being hated and alone like in the anime/manga. What do you think will happen when the tudoring continues with Sasu ne? Reviews would be much liked as well! *grin*