Skipping on the Roof [Open]

[Elena]

With just a coffee in his hand, Sai could figure how Kiba would come to this conclusion. Yet, he was certain that he must have heard his order of a McFlurry. Perhaps he hadn’t heard when he decided to jump the line, or maybe he was worse than Naruto and just could not focus on details. His eyebrow rose for a moment, regarding him carefully.

“Anorexic people don’t order fat-laden desserts from fast-food restaurants.” He pointed out. Setting his coffee down, he lifted his white school shirt up exposing most of his torso as if he was about to strip tease.

“See? My stomach isn’t sinking in, and the ribs aren’t that noticeable.” He poked his stomach a few times with his index. His skin was unsurprisingly pale, but while he wasn’t anorexic he was kind of skinny. There weren’t prominent, sculpted abs but faint increments and indents to an otherwise flat stomach. Sai would not be winning any contests in buff appeal so why he liked his abdomen exposed was a mystery.

He dropped his shirt and took a sip of his coffee. It was still hot. Naruto came just in time, and Sai smiled in what was an attempt to come off as gracious.

“Ah, thank you.” He said, snatching the Mcflurry off his tray along with the plastic spoon. He took a scoop of the ice-cream with Oreo mess all over and dipped it into his coffee before placing it in his mouth. What a nice combination. Now it was lukewarm, and the tastes off-set each other as it were neither so sweet nor as bitter as they were when separate.

He glanced over, happening to catch the eye of one annoyed worker. “I think your meal is ready.” He told Kiba. These boys sure liked to eat. Sai was content with what he had, but he wasn’t a big eater so maybe his stomach was just smaller. “How thoughtful of you.” He glanced down at the tray across from him. “You bought us each a burger, but you shouldn’t have. I’ll be plenty full with this.”

[Juicy !]

McDonalds McDonalds, it was such a plain name for such delicious food. In all honesty, Kiba could probably gladly eat here for the rest of his life if he was allowed. Meat was meat was meat, it wasn't really a big deal whether the food was fast or not. Not that Kiba really got, or cared, about how disgustingly unhealthy fast food honestly was. When Said brought up that it was fatty, Kiba didn't really respond to that as much as his not being anorexic. As the boy lifted up his shirt, the brunette looked over the pale frame, the ribs nearly showing, and he thought of his own in comparison. It wasn't that different. Kiba was a lot less skinny so much as he was toned, but there wasn't too dramatic of a difference. Still, the dog-boy couldn't help but poke fun at the pale boy. ”Yeah, but you could just be supremely bulimic. I mean, it doesn't take that much to puke somethin' up.” Though, of course, Kiba was laughing about it. Meaning, quite frankly, the boy wasn't serious.

Quickly, though, Kiba's attention was pulled elsewhere as his food was ready. Calling his name, Kiba could already see the combo meal with the large fries and the chicken club ready at his disposal. Yes, Kiba would eat all of this. He'd get desert too, however, the space in his wallet where money was supposed to be ran dry. Drier than the Sahara desert in summer, anyway. Grabbing the beautiful red tray and bringing it to his seat, he immediately began eating. Sandwich, fries, then back t the sandwich, with the occasional sip of his soda every now and then. Though as he looked over at Naruto, he could tell his stomach definitely wasn't even close to rivaling that of the blond's. The other had three McDoubles and some other things along with them. Sai, who seemed a hell of a lot smarter than himself, even mistakes it as him treating the table. Then again, Sai was never good in social situations, from what Kiba established anyway.

”Woah, dude,” Kiba said, trying to stop Sai from taking any of Naruto's meal, ”Taking Naruto's food is like stealing a blind man's cane.. You just can't.” Kiba knew for a fact Naruto liked his food, maybe not as much as Choji, but he certainly liked his food. Looking back at his tray, Kiba finished off his sandwich, now attacking the fries.. Kiba may not eat large, large quantities, however, the boy at fast. Just like everything else in his life, really. He was just accustomed to it. Just like he was accustomed to the weird looks the ladies at McDonalds decide to give him for asking for a toy. It was for his dog, not him. End of story. Though Akamaru did really like to chew on them. It wasn't much until they were completely obliterated, however, the white dog enjoyed them while he could. The tattooed boy looked on his tray, seeing that they gave him the little boys toy(thank god it wasn't a little barbie doll or he'd have to burn the hair off of it), and being it was a hot wheels, it would Last Akamaru at least more than a day. Hopefully, that is. Looking back at Naruto, Kiba laughed lightly, pointing to his food, ”You sure can put your food away, man.. You sure that's healthy?” Not that Kiba was honestly concerned with the health of eating like that, he just enjoyed teasing Naruto. Purely. It was more fun than having a casual conversation.. most of the time, at least.

[¡El Bandito!]

Naruto couldn't eat as much as Chouji, but damn if the blonde didn't try. Occasionally, it was pointed out to him (usually by a jealous girl while poking at his ribcage) just how blessed he was to have such a ridiculous metabolism, while other times people (usually that same girl, in an attempt to justify herself and make her feel better for, you know, actually having meat on her bones - what was up with all these chicks thinking they had to be stick skinny, anyway?) felt the need to point out to him that he would be royally fucked when said ridiculous metabolism shut down when he was 35.

Honestly, he didn't really think about it all that much. He ate when he was hungry, until he was stuffed. His stomach just happened to have a far higher capacity than almost anyone else he knew.

He glared at Sai's reaching fingers, grabbing for his food - if he was hungry, why didn't he buy his own rather than just going with coffee and dessert? - but couldn't help but grin when Kiba smacked the ebony-haired man's hand away. Of course, by then, he already had one of the other burgers unwrapped and had taken a few choking-hazard-sized bites out of the thing, not that this was going to stop the blonde from expressing his gratitude.

"Thiff iff fwy-" Wait, let's try that again. Naruto held a finger up, indicating a 'one moment please' before actually bothering to chew this particular bite and swallowing the heavenly mix of burger, cheese, bun, and unnecessary yet at the same time completely necessary grease. "And this is why I love you," he said again when his mouth was free, before grabbing a fistful of frenchfries and similarly stuffing them in his face. Kiba understood just how unwise it was to get between Naruto and his food... not quite as bad as Chouji and the last chip, but it could get close. If his stomach wasn't happy, he wasn't happy, and content Naruto wasn't a fan of grumpy, food-deprived Naruto.

Finishing off the first burger, he plucked a stray pickle that had attempted escape from the wrapper and popped it in his mouth, crumpling the yellow-and-red paper and tossing it over at Kiba with a smirk. "It's no ramen, man, but I figure as long as I eat something it's all good, right?" he replied, eating a few more french fries before going to work on the second burger.

A few more bites, though, and the blonde couldn't help but feel guilty for denying the driver any food. Swallowing the bite he had been chewing, he looked over at Sai, raising an eyebrow. "Dude, do you need money for food or something? I mean, I can go buy another burger or something if you want."

[Elena]

Of all the strange occurrences, Sai found this to be the most confusing. His lax features tightened, uncertainty had him reassessing the situation. When he gestured to (he didn’t try to grab) the three burgers, he was being accused of trying to take something from him.

Sai was sure he… He withdrew his hand beneath the table, using the other to perform his coffee-ice cream ritual.

Then Naruto had a strange expression on his face almost similar to his but ‘sadder’, and was offering him assistance. Yet, he had praised Kiba for answering correctly (Sai had no idea why he’d ever want to do anything like stealing a blind man’s cane, however) so did he or did he not want Sai to eat?

“You two are being annoying.” He replied, in all casualness; responding to the see-saw effect they were having on him. Was this planned, or was it his fault and there was a big miscommunication? It started with being called anorexic, for whatever reason, which made Sai wonder if his eating habits were out of the ordinary. Then he had made the assumption that with three people at a table, Naruto had for some reason bought them all a burger each. He had clearly responded, and he repeats—

“The Mcflurry is enough.”

--which should not have prompted Naruto to ask if he needed money for food, or to feel sorry for him for not eating, and it should not have made Kiba make the analogy between blind men and Naruto’s food.

So he sipped his coffee.

He dunked some of the dessert in, using his plastic spoon, and ate it.

It truly was enough.

Then, he had a simple solution for the whole mess. He ate only halfway, drank his coffee, and offered the rest to them.

[Juicy !]

If Kiba was a bit more, er-, intelligent, he probably would have noticed the airwaves of annoyance radiating Sai. In fact, he probably would have noticed the way Sai so uncharacteristically pulled his hand under the table and showed not just any emotion (which usually wasn't even close to the boy's normal expression) but a look of solemn annoyance, and -could it be- hurt. Now, this wasn't an everyday occurrence, but it usually took someone a bit sharper to pick it out. Now, it wasn't entirely because of the complete obliviousness of the brunette, but also a rather lack of knowledge on the pale boy across from him. Kiba was, sure, one to talk to everyone he could, however, he usually stayed away from the (smart-asses, in his mind) people who got good grades and payed attention. In his mind, that was a normal sign that they weren't for his type of personality. And, at the moment with Sai, that judgment was probably correct.

Casually still wearing his slight grin, the Inuzuka child finished off the rest of his fries and his burger, pushing the tray out of his way as if to say he was done. He took a sip of the orange fountain pop he ordered, and set it back on the table, glancing over at Naruto for a quick second. Man, the kid could wolf down food. Just like his dog, if not almost worse. Akamaru.. that's right. Kiba quickly pulled off the toy, that was in it's package still, and pocketed it for his best friend of a dog. Most people who knew him found that Kiba had an attachment to that big, white dog. More so than a lot of people to their pets, however, Akamaru was like the brother (if not a bit furrier than one) he never had, and the one thing he could count on to at least cheer him up if he needed to be so. Plus, only the crazy would try to rob his house, since, otherwise, they'd have a gigantic dog to deal with; who, for as loving as he is, could be a vicious dog. Unless it was Naruto, that is. Then the thing would most likely tackle the blond and lick him. Leaning back in his chair, the brunette boy was caught out of his little thought-tangent, by something he didn't quite expect.

“You two are being annoying.” It was such a simple statement, however, in Kiba's mind you may have well said, “You, dog-face, are fucking annoying.” Yes, Kiba's mind exaggerates, however, the boy also had a bit of a short fuse due to this, and his own genetics (look at his mother). His grin faded, his eyes narrowed a bit, and though normally there would be a few choice words, Kiba remembered just who Sai was. A friend of Naruto's (and their ride back). Not that it should have mattered, but, for once the boy kept his mouth shut. He took another sip of his drink, setting it down and crossing his arms while he leaned back. 'Don't be an asshole, don't be an ass-hole... don't-' it was hard to contain oneself in that type of situation. Plus, when you get someone like Kiba who enjoyed scrapping (Not necessarily when he was pissed, but still) a little bit too much. Though, the boy shut up, and kept to himself, just wishing he could go home and play a good few matches of HALO... even if that wasn't going to happen, it was always an option.. if he felt like walking a hundred miles and a half back to his house, that it.

[¡El Bandito!]

With a mouth full of french fries, Naruto looked back and forth between his two friends, rather hoping that their food run didn't turn into a fist fight.

He knew Kiba wouldn't take to Sai's words well, regardless of how much malice was actually behind them, and Sai was almost as bad as a chick when it came to figuring out what the hell he wanted. Really, how did the blonde get stuck with these kinds of friends? The hot-headed idiot and the unreadable guy? Damn.

Chew, chew, don't choke and die, swallow. Sakura would be proud.

"Hey, hey. Just checking, Sai," he said, giving his esophagus a short break from the onslaught of food he was shoving down it. "If that makes us annoying, well..."

Well, what? He didn't really know, so he let the sentence hang in the air without bothering to finish it, taking a single fry and dipping it in the previously neglected mcFlurry. It was something he'd learned from Choji; the salt and the sweet went along weirdly well with each other and while it might have sounded weird or even disgusting to some it was actually pretty good. Though, this coming from the man notorious for eating anything regardless of how nasty (and not even necessarily on a dare), it wasn't much reassurance.

"Look, let's just figure something else to do, yeah? Sai, you should probably go back to school if you don't want to miss your next class..." Now that he was off campus, Naruto really wasn't all that interested in going back. But Sai... Sai cared about his grades and shit, even if Naruto and Kiba would much rather be at home playing video games, laughing at the misery of their friends stuck in a classroom at the moment.

"Maybe you could drop us off at my place or something on your way back," he offered with a shrug, before finishing off the rest of the second burger.

[Elena]

Sai sighed. Perhaps he should start writing sad poetry; maybe then people would understand. Though, that would ultimately fail as his writing skills were not the best; as his Language Arts teacher pointed out.

‘You’re too straight forward.’

‘No…’ Sai thought as he glanced between the suddenly incensed Kiba and the exasperated Naruto, “people are just too complicated.’ He decided to limit his invitation to his more-than-half leftover McFlurry to Kiba, as he had learned that gifts were one step toward forgiveness. He held it out to the brunette, tilting the cup to show him the inside.

“Would you like the rest? If you don’t mind that I’ve eaten it already. Most people are bothered by this because of germs, but I can assure you I am in top health and that my hygiene is excellent.” Sai would have a problem taking something from someone else that was already eaten, unless he was certain of their hygiene levels and health. He may take something from Naruto despite that, because he liked Naruto and could stomach it.

It was an amusing lunch run, but Sai couldn’t afford to miss two classes in a row. He needed to stay ahead, and he was supposed to be getting a new project today. Plus, he was beginning to feel that Naruto would prefer Kiba’s company, which was understandable. Kiba and Naruto spoke the same language, or so the metaphor went. They all spoke Japanese and he doubted that either Kiba or Naruto knew more than one. Sai could say a few phrases in English, being “Nice to meet you.” “I don’t understand.” and “Where is the nearest brothel?” Everything else was just enough to get him to do satisfactory in his English course.

”Yes, we can do that.” He nodded, getting up to go to the bathroom. He wanted to wash his hands before leaving, or at best get some hand sanitizer. ”I assume Kiba will be joining you at your place, though I can drop him off too if need be. You two finish up here and I will meet you at the car, should I not arrive before you.” He bowed his head, and disappeared inside the bathroom.

[Juicy !]

Kiba hadn't really expected what had just hit him. After being riled up, yes he was a hot headed idiot, he usually felt the supreme urg to punch something (usually the other person's face). However, this didn't end up being the case. Sure, it didn't take much for Kiba to be offended. And sure, he wasn't the one to usually avoid fighting (he rather enjoyed it). This time it wasn't enough to reach across the table and punch a bitch. No, instead of Sai being an intentional jackass, he was an accidental one. To make up for (what wasn't meant to be a direct attack on him) the black-haired boys absurd words, he offered a McFlurry. The rest of one, anyway. It was good enough, though, Kiba didn't always get the most money from his mother, and with a shit-paying job, most of it went to things that weren't needed (like a day of waterballons and nurf guns). Therefore, the kid didn't have all that much to spend on food; about 30% went to that category. Offering Kiba food was like offering god to King Mitus, you know, before he got fucked over.

Of course accepting, Kiba's fast change in mood was written all over his face as he grinned from ear to ear and started wolfing down the McFlurry. Kiba didn't understand the words “I'm sorry”, but he did happen to mumble a small ”Thanks, man.” with a mouthful of the soft-serve. It wasn't hard to actually hate Kiba, however, if you were friends with the kid, you'd get over the whole idiot thing and move on to the bad-assery. At least in his mind. Like Naruto, who just had a great idea of ditching the rest of school. Hell no, Kiba was already free, there was no way he was going back to that horrible tomb they called an education facility. Turning to the blond, he smiled without teeth (as his mouth was, yet again, filled with McFurry)and held out a fist for a bump. Yes, he didn't really care about getting yelled at by his mother, he was sure enough that he could try to weasel his way out (not likely).

Looking back to Sai, he knew the other kid probably would rather have stayed in school then go out with them to reek some havoc on poor innocent little noobs. So, he simple added in, ”You're now my favorite person who owns a car, man.” While watching him leave. As if that wasn't enough, Kiba turned to naruto, puppy-dogging his eyes and grinning, "You know I love you, right?" in the most bro-ful way possible.

[¡El Bandito!]

Naruto watched Sai's mcFlurry exchange hands with a smile of satisfaction - it was the closest thing to a truce anyone could ever ask for between two stubborn-ass teenage males. Or, at least one stubborn-ass male, who like all teenage males was easily placated by food.

H was glad Sai agreed to take them back to his place; he had a strange and uncomfortable sense of foreboding welling in his stomach... or maybe that was just all the food he had forced in it in such a short amount of time. Whichever it turned out to be, he didn't want to go back to that damned building was the point, but fortunately, he didn't have to. At least, not for the rest of the day.

Ah, what were friends for?

The blonde finished the last of his french fries, wishing desperately that the school uniforms allowed for a sweatshirt he could stuff his final sandwich into the pocket of. As it was he just kind of had to hold onto it, letting it fall awkwardly to his side while he tried to figure out how to eat the mcFlurry one-handed.

"Just don't try to steal any of my toads to feed to Akamaru again, okay?" Naruto joked, raising an eyebrow at the brunette boy. "And sweet-talking me isn't going to make me go any easier on you on Silent Cartographer."

Really though, what was better in the life of a teenage male than skipping school and playing video games? He was half-tempted to raid the liquor cabinet and see if he could get away with taking a few samples of the things Jiraiya kept around the house, or looking for notes for the next Icha Icha... though last time he did that he was honestly rather unimpressed with the results. How could porn be so boring?

Standing up and stretching, he grabbed his tray and Kiba's both, dumping the garbage in the nearby trash can and depositing the trays on top. His own place might look like a disaster area but if there was anything his pink-haired best friend had managed to beat into him over the years, it was some halfway decent public etiquette. Most of the time, anyway.

Reclaiming the mcFlurry from the table and eyeing it again warily, he glanced from Kiba to the bathroom door again, waiting for Sai's reappearance.

[Elena]

The bathroom details were better left unexplored, unless you wanted a step-by-step explanation on how to use a urinal, which Sai would explain without fluster if asked. He washed his hands thoroughly; pleased there was still enough soap in the dispenser unlike the last time he used a public washroom. They tended to be well cleaned and stocked, but he just didn’t have the best of luck sometimes. Standing at the sink waiting for some cleaning staff to get in, not daring go get someone because his hands were contaminated and touching anything would have been inconsiderate for others, was not the best way to pass the time. His hands were clean, and he checked under his nails just to make sure, and slipped on some gloves that were folded neatly into the pocket of his pants. He slipped them on and all that was exposed was the tips of the index and thumb.

He stepped back out, catching Naruto’s gaze and smiled. “I suppose we’re ready to leave?” His gaze tore away from deep blue eyes to a Mcflurry unfinished. So long as there wasn’t any mess made, Naruto could bring it into the car. Therefore, he didn’t comment, and merely headed out toward the door, expecting that they would follow without problem. It seems he forgot about letting one of them drive, as he slid into the driver’s seat and unlocked the rest of the doors for them to enter in. He wasn’t aware of where Naruto lived exactly, but drove out of the parkinglot anyways.

"I suppose you two homos will be together? I'll try to photocopy notes for the classes we are together in. I'll only explain them to you if you ask pretty please and grovel." He smiled, well seen from the review mirror and from the side. He knew it was a popular insult, why it was treated as one had something to do with male pride. He just used it because it riled up his friend so easily. He wondered if Kiba would react the same.

He looked out onto the street blankly. Cars, streets, pedestrians of the older kind, but no real direction. It didn't seem to occur to his passengers yet that he didn't know the way to Naruto's house. So, he thought it best to nip the issue in the bud, as the saying went.

"Where do you live exactly?"

[Juicy !]

There was one thing Kiba always looked forward to: Video Games. Simple as that. They were the blissful, bloody, gory, gruesome, violent, awesome part away from the real life. He really needed a hobby. Besides hanging around his friends and taking Akamaru out for runs and such. Yes, probably something that didn't fill his head with animated violence and blood. Though, hey, what in the hell else was a 17 year old male supposed to do with his time? Get a job? Maybe, but that didn't exactly sit in the category of fun. A girlfriend would be nice, however, that wasn't exactly in his rang right now. One night stands would have to suffice. On nights he wanted to, that is.

It only made Kiba ten times more happy when Sai agreed with what seemed some kind of joking pleasure, or just a really fake smile, and went to his car. Man, he had a car. That still wasn't fair, but the dog-boy wasn't about to complain. Not one bit. Especially when the kid was an accomplice to helping him and Naruto get out of school and play video games. Or whatever they hell they really wanted to do. They weren't going to be sitting through teacher's lectures, or being annoyed by the smart-asses, or even having to be assigned homework. Yup. In simple, this was the best plan that was to come up within this first week of school. Why couldn't every day be as great as this?

It didn't take Kiba very long to get up and start going, even replying instantly with a witty (or not so witty) comeback to Naruto's comment, ”Dude, you know I'll kick your ass in that game any time, any where,” Grinning, he turned towards the door, beiginning to leave before he sighed, ”And the toads thing was only once.. I didn't know you had some loving attachment to them.” Quickly he nearly skipped of glee to the car, hopping in the back seat not noticing that he wanted to drive in the first place. He was happy just the way things were, mostly because he wasn't going back to class.

Though Kiba gladly jumped in when Sai made a bit of a joking insult towards the two of them. ”Hell yeah we are, we'll be together all night long,” In what would have seemed a sing-song voice, Kiba joked around. Still being completely oblivious, that is, to the fact that Naruto suffered from a strange type of homophobia. It took Kiba a few minutes, however, to really remember where Naruto lived. Giving slight “Turn this way, Turn that way, then this,” eventually they got there. It wasn't too far of a drive, which was nice. Of course he thanked Sai, in his own way, then got out and basically rushed to the door, begging Naruto to open it. At least the day would end perfectly... until his mother got the call that he ditched, that is.

((Crappiest closer ever, as well as post DX ))