Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.

Pairing: Very light NaruSasu.

Rating: M

A/N: Okey, this story is honestly not for everyone. If you're here for some light fluffy read, then please pass your way. This is something heavier. It deals with mature themes, such as sexual harassment, mention of suicide. Please, if these are a trigger for you, then DON'T READ THIS. You've been warned.

Phew, now that we got this out of the way, let's carry on.

I currently don't have a beta, so I deeply apologize for my stupid mistakes.

I hope you enjoy the read!

Impulse

I. Une rencontre indésirable

Go ahead and cry little boy

You know that your daddy did too

You know what your mama went through
You gotta let it out soon, just let it out

The Neighbourhood~Daddy issues.

Sasuke sleepily opened his eyes to the cheerful, pleasant chirping of the birds outside his window, curtains letting through a ray of sunlight as it assaulted his face, making him shield his eyes with his arm from the stinging light.

He groaned loudly, then stretched his stiff muscles while lying on his bed, extending his arms over his head. He sat up, head spinning, trying to adjust to his surroundings.

He looked mindlessly to the ceiling, then back to the window, eyes looking about the birds singing and tweeting brightly up in the sky.

His eyes slowly widened in horror.

He gazed at the damned traitorous clock on his nightstand.

He was late.

He was too damn late.

With a start, he hastily jumped from his bed, hurrying to the bathroom, then back to his closet, then back again to the bathroom, all the while swearing and cursing under his breath.

"Fuck you, you fucking piece of junk. Fuck me. Fuck this shit. God I'm screwed."

He hurriedly buckled his belt, zipped up his pants and pulled on his blazer, then spat out his toothbrush in the bathroom sink. An image of Naruto and Sakura waiting for him to catch up with their classes quickly crossed his vision, before vanishing as fast as it came.

"They could fucking wait."

He glared daggers at his alarm clock.

The damned old garbage piece of shit pulled the same stunt again.

God he was furious.

With no remorse visible on his face, he strode in its way. In one, two steps he was in front of it. In a flash, he swung his leg, sending the innocent looking object flying across the room, landing heavily against the floor with a widely satisfying crash.

There.

Now he felt better. Much much better.

He sighed, inwardly seething. He willed his face to soften up and the crease between his brows to disappear. He threw a quick look at his watch.

Ten more minutes to go before school start closing the gates.

He could still make it.

In a quick motion, he grabbed his backpack and cell phone, and run with no second thoughts downstairs.

He made sure he made as little noise as possible, not wanting to disturb his mother's sleep. His efforts were deemed useless after all, since he heard a soft tender voice calling for him from the kitchen.

"Sasuke, is that you?"

Mikoto Uchiha ran out of the kitchen to meet her disheveled son by the stairway. She had a confused look with a hint of concern, eying her son like a hawk.

"Honey, is something wrong? Why aren't you at school?"

The young Uchiha bit his lip in shame. Uchiha's never showed late, as his father used to say prior to his death.

He could vividly imagine a disappointed Fugaku shaking his head in disapproval.

"N-no, don't worry mom. Really it's nothing. I just didn't pay attention to time, that's it." Sasuke succeeded in mustering a quick smile, in a way to reassure her that indeed nothing was wrong.

He knew how Mikoto adored that piece of junk that always fucked with his timing. He wondered how his mother will react if she saw its pitiful state. Probably not in a good way.

Mikoto seemed to believe him, so she said in a hurried tone:

"Then go, go!"

She shooed him out like a stray cat, and before she could close the door, she called after him, "Sasuke, there's someone I would love you to meet this evening. Would you come home earlier for me?"

The teenager, who was already calculating the minutes it will take him to reach his friends, mindlessly nodded his head, and prepared himself to start jogging, when another call stopped him in his tracks.

"Here!" Mikoto threw something to her son. Said son caught it and scanned it briefly.

He grinned. It was a toast.

"Thanks Mom!" then he broke into a sprint, a toast hanging from his mouth swaying up and down in sync with his movements, his school bag bumping into his back.

/./Impulse/./

"Asshole, you're late!"

A pissed looking Uzumaki sneered at the approaching Uchiha, a frown plastered across his handsome features, with strong bulging arms folded to his chest.

Sasuke would've been intimidated by the imposing frame of the Uzumaki if it weren't for the fact that they were now friends for years.

"Sasuke, you're late."

And then right beside the Uzumaki, stood a not so very pleased Haruno.

Glaring daggers at the brunet.

Sasuke felt shivers running down his spine. He gulped.

Sasuke was always (and will always be) intimidated by the petite looking Haruno. He knew how aggresive she could get and how strongly her punch could hurt. Years of friendship never managed to conceal that threatening aura she always managed to pull whenever something hit on her nerves.

Now was one of those times.

"I'm sho sho Shorry guysh…"

He bent over his knees, panting and gasping, then took a full minute to restore his breath, not even bothering with the remains of the toast still stuck in his mouth. He took another minute to gulp the food down, then finally, which felt like eternity, straightened up and looked them in the eyes."

"I'm sorry, the shit didn't work again this morning. Had to get prepared in less than ten minutes. And Mom happened to be awake too, soo yeah…" he offered a small apologetic smile, while waiting for his two best friends 's reactions.

He smiled even more when Naruto sighed and dropped his arms, while Sakura merely kept looking at him, before exhaling in desperation and finally smiling back in his face.

But then Sasuke's smile abruptly dropped, when he saw them looking mischievously at each other.

Fuck.

"Well, Sasuke," Sakura started "We're the best of friends of course we forgive you."

Then, with a subtle wink to Naruto, she yelled, "The last to reach school owes the winners a free meal!"

And then she was gone, Uzumaki hot on her heels, both running and running, not giving a damn about the dubious looks of the students thrown in their way.

Leaving a distorted, out of breath Uchiha behind.

"Fuckers."

Sasuke cursed his lucky star, his two idiotic friends, and the damned fate. He was cursed, he decided.

Itachi and his father were probably laughing their asses off somewhere there in the afterlife.

As he finally regained his composure, and straightened up, he felt a delicate but strong arm slide around his shoulders. He stiffened, but quickly relaxed when the same familiar comforting smell of his friend hit his nostrils.

"Well, good morning Uchiha." Hyuga Neji hugged Sasuke briefly before letting go.

"Morning," said Neji's boyfriend, Gaara. His smile showing a straight line of white perfect teeth. His eyeliner looking as hardcore as ever.

Sasuke nodded to the both of them, with an equal genuine smile.

"Morning guys."

"Want to march with us to school?" offered Neji politely.

"Sure."

Neji and Gaara were probably the most popular gay couple of their school. Shocking all of their schoolmates when they made their relationship official. No one saw that coming. Not even Sasuke who was a good friend to the both of them.

As far as Sasuke was concerned, Neji never showed any interest in girls. Neither in guys at that matter. So when the stubborn proud Neji, hooked up with the reserved calm Gaara, he could only shake his head in disbelief with the rest of his friends.

So damn unexpected, but a pleasant suprise nonetheless.

"Where are Naruto and Sakura? Don't tell me…"

"Same old, same."

Neji couldn't help but chuckle at Sasuke's helpless situation. Those two probably have 'Food before Friends' policy.

By now, students were hurrying off before school start closing its gates. The couple though looked as unconcerned as ever.

"Sasuke, will you come to my party Friday after school? It's gonna be fun."

The brunet grinned. He knew how crazy Neji's parties could get (and how dangerous too), so he nodded "Definitely. Haven't got anything better to do anyway."

Luckily, they made it almost in time. They parted ways at the school hall, each to his classes.

When he finally got to his destination, he found Sakura already seated in her place, smirking and snickering to herself.

"You guys are the fucking worst." he frowned in annoyance, and slumped uncaringly into the seat located in front of Sakura's. He couldn't believe they used the same silly game on him. Again.

Meanwhile, Sakura seemed unfazed by the brunet's terrible mood. If anything, she seemed delighted and content with herself.

"What? You lost. Suck it up like a man, Sasuke. You're the loser, and now you owe the winners a meal." she winked playfully at him.

Sasuke sent her a dirty look over his shoulder, intent on saying something. He eventually let it slide away, when their teacher finally entered the classroom, killing off any potential conversation between the two.

He sighed. "I swear, sometimes I feel like I befriended demons in shape of humans."

Sakura chuckled softly, putting her palm on his shoulder blades. She gradually lifted it up and up, cramping her hand around the nape of his neck in a snakish like hold. Sasuke couldn't help the shivers of uneasiness running through his body.

She whispered. "Who knowssss..."

/./Impulse/./

Standing in the school hall next to Naruto's classroom, both Sasuke and Sakura were waiting for the Uzumaki while chatting and laughing with some of his classmates.

Since he was two years their senior, they couldn't see each other as often as they liked to. Lunch period being the only time they could meet in school. Sasuke still pained him the fact that this was Naruto's very last year of high school, and the graduation ceremony was approaching as a speeding rabbid.

In a few months time, Naruto will graduate and head over to the university, while he and Sakura will move on to their junior year.

He willed his head to get rid of those unpleasant thoughts.

He just hoped their friendship will last for a very very long time. That their friendship wouldn't become a thing of the past. As cliché as it sounds, he couldn't imagine his life without his two dear friends.

"Then guys, see you later." Kiba waved in goodbye, as he and his bunch of friends walked through the hall toward the exit, stealing admiring glances from both guys and girls.

The football team, rather The popular jock, as Sasuke so liked to call them.

From where they stood, they could see Hinata, Kiba's girlfriend, jumping into her boyfriend's arms, making some jealous girls throw dirty imperceptible venom glances at her. Hinata was probably the most envied and hated girl in school because of her relationship with Kiba for two years now. Nobody thought that the shy clumsy Hinata could win Kiba's attention, the captain of the football team, much less end up together with him. The hate was so intense it sometimes developed to bullying.

More often than not, Sasuke would secretly wonder if that was worth the trouble. If liking someone and getting hate for it was worth doing it in the first place.

A faint nudge to his side pulled Sasuke out of his thoughts. He looked down at Sakura.

"Sasuke, I think I want a boyfriend too." she had a dreamy look to her face, probably fantasizing over some too-perfect-for-this-world boyfriend.

Sasuke sighed, then muttered "Make it three."

With a sweep to her hair, Sakura looked incredulously at him. "You're one to talk? You could literally get any girl or guy you want. I'm sure even the straightest dude will turn gay for you."

Sasuke rolled his eyes in exasperation. "Well, exactly. They all want to get into my pants. Not my…heart. I want a real relationship. Something strong that will last for months, years even. I don't want a person attracted to my ass only."

"Well that someone may very well be under your nose, and you're blind to see it." Sakura muttered under her breath, talking more to herself than to the brunet.

Sasuke looked confused, he didn't catch up on what the Haruno said. "Huh?"

She smiled at him. "Nothing. I still can't believe you're still a virgin, Sasuke."

He snorted. "You're hardly one to talk, you know that?"

She smirked while lifting a pinkish eyebrow. "Are you sure?"

The brunet widened his eyes, shocked. "Wait, what?"

Before their conversation could carry on to reach undesirable lengths, an angry looking Uzumaki finally stormed out of the classroom, and joined their side. He looked annoyed as hell. "Fucking old hag." he mumbled.

Since he joined the football team, precisely a year ago, he grew taller and more muscular, reaching the six feet. It was probably the reason why Naruto's popularity increased ten fold in less than a year. Even Sasuke would sometimes admire his friend's body built, wishing and hoping that the same changes will occur to his own body too. Sasuke may not be interested in the Uzumaki romantically (yet), but he knew a guy was hot when he saw one, and he wasn't about to deny that to Naruto with his savagely handsome features.

As soon as the latter reached them, he dropped his frown and grinned wholeheartedly, before sliding his strong muscled arms over their shoulders and squeezed.

"I'm so sorry I'm late. Guys, my math teacher gave me such a terrible earful, I almost lost my hearing."

"Hn, served you right."

"Now, who is salty here." Naruto released Sakura, only to tighten his grip around Sasuke's neck, putting him a choke-hold. He ignored the youngest's moans of pain, and pulled him down to ruffle frantically his hair. He laughed loudly when a "Fucking let go asshole, you're suffocating me!" was weakly mumbled from under his arm. With a final go to Sasuke's hair he pulled back, and admired his work.

"There! Perfect."

He managed to keep a straight face for one tiny second, before bursting out laughing. His laughter couldn't die down, not even when his sides kept hurting him from muscle strain. Few droplets of tears slipped down his whiskered cheeks. "I-I'm… Bahahaa! I'm sorry Sasuke, but you look like une poule mouillée. Literally!"

Sasuke by now was so red from embarrassment and indignation, he could be mistaken for a tomato. Even Sakura was silently laughing to herself. Naruto's laughter abruptly died down, when a kick was sent to his balls. In a second, he slumped to his knees, howling like a wounded animal while nursing his poor nuts.

"Ouuuuch, my babies! You little…" and then up was he again, throwing his whole body on the Uchiha before tackling him down to the ground, tickling him ruthlessly.

"No, no Naruto, stop! I can't b-breath, bahahaa…"

Sakura by now lost her humor. Her guts were twisting in hunger, and these assholes were wasting her time. Her delicate eyebrows met to form a deep frown.

"Guys, guys!" The boys didn't answer her, immersed in their game.

"GUUUUUYS!" this seemed to get their attention though, so she continued "Either you stop shitting around and start walking, or I swear I'll keep kicking your asses until we reach the dining hall."

They both gulped simultaneously. Sakura looked dead serious. They didn't doubt her words. Hunger can do wonderful things to people.

After some bickering and more yelling, they headed out , snickering and laughing out loud.

/./Impulse/./

Sasuke was suffering. His wallet even more so.

School was finally over for today, and he was sitting in a small restaurant that served fast food, watching, his head resting on his palm, exasperated, as his friends were eating to their heart's content. "Guys, you're the fucking worst, I hate you."

He was answered with a cheeky grin and a soft chuckle from Naruto and Sakura respectively. The Uzumaki has now ordered food for the sixth time, while the Haruno was still stuck eating her second meal, looking almost full. He knew from his experiences with these situations that she wouldn't be able to get past her second one. Naruto, though. He wasn't too sure.

"By the way, why are you even here Naruto? Don't you have a team meeting or something alike?"

"Well fortunately for me, and not for you, Gai happened to be absent for today, so we were dismissed." Naruto grinned, triumphant, making the brunet narrow his eyes. The latter's hand itched to punch the other's face and wipe the smug grin off.

Sakura sat opposite him and right beside Naruto. She looked at him in a way that could almost be called pity. Almost.

After she finished eating, which was, just like Sasuke predicted, after the second portion, she wiped her hands on a napkin. She grabbed her school bag, pulled something out and gave it to Sasuke. The latter curiously peeked at it. It was a cute looking bluish digital alarm clock.

"Was meaning to offer it for a while. It was about time you replace that piece of junk of yours. You can thank me later." she winked at him.

Sasuke smiled broadly. It was such a small simple gesture, but one that warmed his heart nonetheless. Sakura could be a life saver at times. And apparently a money saver too. "Thanks."

As he gave another appreciative look to his new alarm clock, he suddenly remembered what his mother told him this morning.

"Sasuke, there's someone I would love you to meet this evening. Would you come home earlier for me?"

Shit.

Abruptly, he stood from his seat, grabbed his bag and blazer, and threw more money than necessary on the table. "I'm sorry guys, but I really have to go." he said urgently.

Both Naruto and Sakura looked alarmed. "What? Sasuke, what's wrong?"

"Nothing to worry about, there's someone mother wants me to meet this evening," he quickly checked his watch. "And now I'm fucking late again. See ya tomorrow!" he turned around and started running toward the exit.

"Sasuke, don't forget to call us!" Naruto yelled after him.

"Don't worry, I will!" he yelled back.

And then he was gone.

/./Impulse/./

Sasuke couldn't believe his eyes. Couldn't believe his ears.

Couldn't believe what was happening at this very moment.

He expected to meet a relative or a close friend of his mother, or someone alike.

But not, this person in particular.

"Sasuke, I would love you to meet-" no… "-my fiancé-" no no no… "-and soon to be my husband." The fuck No!

Bloody hell.

Sasuke winced. He couldn't help it really.

It's not like he minded his mother having a boyfriend or even a new husband. He always hoped she would be able to forget the past and carry on with her life.

His father's and brother's death came in the most unexpected ways. No one saw it coming.

His mother was so broken and so deep in her misery, he had been forced to be put into someone else's care.

Nobody could blame her, really. Life didn't show her any mercy when she took away from her a husband, and a son. Both at the same time.

Fortunately, after a brief period of time, Mikoto finally managed to pull herself together. And he had been returned under her care again.

He could still remember the day she finally got to meet him after months of being separate, she kept crying and sobbing while holding him tightly against her chest, saying how terrible of a mother she was, how she'll never make the same mistake again, how everything that happened to their lives was wrong and from now on she'll try to do things right.

By then, he was merely a seven years old brat, not understanding much, but knowing that something terrible had hit their family hard, and shock them all to the core. That things wouldn't be the same again.

That his father won't cross the house's threshold again. That Itachi won't play games with him again, or take him on walks, or buy him toys, or…

Sasuke gulped and obliged himself to smile and to look at the man standing tall in front of him. He seemed to be in his early forties or so.

They shook hands. He barely held himself from wincing again.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Sasuke," it took all of his willpower to keep his smile intact and prevent it from turning into a sneer.

"I've heard a lot about you from your Mom, Sasuke." the man winked in Mikoto's way. Sasuke felt like he was about to throw up, in fact he almost emptied his stomach right then right there when his mother returned the same gesture. "I've been wanting to meet you for a while now, son."

Son…

Fuck! I'm not your fucking son you fu-

All of his senses seemed to shut down, when he felt strong arms circling his body, the man pulling him firmly against his hard chest in what was apparently a hug. The teenager couldn't bring himself to relax in the man's hold. It felt fake, everything about this person felt so damn fake, the urge to gag and spit his guts out was so intense it nearly suffocated him.

Shifting his eyes to Mikoto's face, the woman's smile was so wide and genuine it reached her eyes. She smiled the way she hadn't done for years.

The teenager couldn't help the lump forming in his throat. He didn't know why, but he felt like crying.

He honestly couldn't see what was so appealing about this dude in his mother's eyes. Not even his good looks could conceal the aura of discomfort and mystery surrounding him.

Simply put, this man was giving him the creeps like no other.

His smile was so damn hollow and sinister, it made you want to gouge your eyes out. A feeling Sasuke got only from looking at criminals. Rapists in particular. The look in his eyes promised trouble, hardship, sorrow, pain, pain, pai-

Oh my fucking Gosh, why am I being so damn dramatic?

Seeing that his mother was watching his reaction very closely, he fisted his hands by his sides, before slowly raising them up to hug the man back using more force than necessary.

I'm doing this for Mom.

The fact that her smile widened even more, put him in an even sadder state.

Yes, for Mom only. He reminded himself again.

Finally, after what felt like eternity to Sasuke, but were actually few seconds, the man let go of the brunet, and instead slid his arm around his shoulders. "I'm so glad I finally got to meet you, son."

For Mom.

"Oh, I'm very honored Mr-"

"It's Shinjo Kaname. But just call me Kaname."

"Kaname, right."

"And one more thing Sasuke," Mikoto was saying, while hooking Kaname's free arm around her own shoulders. "From now on we'll be all living under the same roof." she said brightly, almost chanting it.

Sasuke nearly choked on his spit.

"And we'll be one big happy family!" then Mikoto started laughing, Kaname joining her bit of laughter.

"Oh, That's really great, hahaa. I-I don't doubt that." he laughed awkwardly, feigning a delighted attitude.

His guts could forsee a chain of terrible events happening in the near future.

One thing Sasuke was sure of-

His guts never lied.

TBC