"In order to learn the most important lessons in life, one must each day surmount a fear." - Ralph Waldo Emerson

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Pain. Agony. Humiliation.

These three words could be used to describe the emotions rushing to Naruto's mind at that moment.

He lay in bed; shirtless, one sock on his left foot, the other one bare, wearing nothing else but underwear and embarrassment.

"Fuck." He clutched his aching head and shut his eyes tightly, more memories of the previous night flooded his brain as he covered his face with his hands. "Fuck!"

Naruto sat up quickly, immediately regretting it as his headache worsened from the sudden movement. Could lights be loud? Because he was squinting and the sunlight peeking through the curtain was making him want to yell 'shut up'.

He stood up and briefly forgot about the thumping pain in his head when he saw a small box of painkillers on his desk, with a post-it note on top with EAT ME! scrawled in messy handwriting. love from Ino xx was written under it, Naruto snickered, it was cute. He felt like someone actually cared about him.

That feeling didn't last long because he groaned as another memory reminded him of his antics and behaviour from the previous night.

"Ah, fuck." His cheeks flushed again from embarrassment, he had to go downstairs at some point, but he really didn't want to. Was it possible to delete yourself from existence? He really wanted that.

Naruto's belly grumbled from hunger, he put a hand on his stomach and gently rubbed it absentmindedly. He had to go downstairs, for food if nothing else.

"Okay, in, grab some cereal, out, no talking to anyone." He thought firmly to himself. "Damn it, I wish I could use my power right now."

His telekinetic ability was weird. If he was hungover or ill, it was sometimes weak and he couldn't use it. It was how your cognitive ability felt dampened when you were in a weak mental state. That shit was weird, to be honest.

He huffed and swung his legs over the side of the bed, begrudgingly turning the handle and exhaled as he quickly started walking down the stairs. "Quick", he thought, "gotta be quick".

It would have been great if perhaps it was only the girls downstairs, or maybe Neji, because god knew that Naruto had enough drunk blackmail on the Hyuuga to silence him if he started teasing him.

But, he never really had luck on his side.

"Well, look who it is." Shikamaru drawled, a cheeky glint in his dark eyes which unnerved Naruto enough to stiffen up. "It's Captain Uzumaki."

Naruto was almost afraid to ask.

Shikamaru smirked, "Don't remember, huh?"

"Unfortunately not." Naruto muttered under his breath, moving to speedily grab a bowl and cereal so he could escape.

"Not so fast." Naruto felt a pull on his right leg and he groaned as he found a shadow holding is foot tightly. "I need to embarrass you first." He threw a glance over his shoulder towards the couch. "Right, Sasuke?"

Naruto knew that wasn't good. Oh god, what did he do to Sasuke?

The raven-haired man's head popped out from the side of the couch. "Do you really not remember anything?"

Clearing his throat, he shook his head and tried to unwrap the shadow from his leg, how did Shikamaru have complete control over his ability? Wasn't he hungover? "Nope, and I don't reaaaally want to know-"

Shikamaru made the shadow pull Naruto closer towards the couch, where Sasuke was lying down. "I told you, not so fast."

Sasuke raised a brow and chuckled, holding his arms open as Naruto was violently flung onto his body. Naruto squeaked and tried to get away, but Sasuke's arms were wrapped around him firmly, and he felt his legs and lower half become rigid uncomfortably.

"W-What are you doing? Let me go-!" Naruto stuttered and tried to pry himself away from the Uchiha.

This wasn't good. This wasn't good at all.

He just wanted some damn cereal! Was that too much to ask?!

Sasuke sighed mockingly, raising Naruto's chin with his index finger. "Naruto, you were all over me last night." He shrugged, "Talking about how I was the best guy you'd ever had, and I made you feel so special, and that."

"What?!" Naruto screamed.

Sasuke shrugged, "I think you owe me."

Curiosity got the better of him - still wriggling and trying to get away, not processing what Sasuke was saying properly, so Naruto replied, "Owe you? For what?!"

Sasuke's dark eyes bore into Naruto's cerulean ones, one side of his lips slightly turning upwards in a smirk which sent shivers down Naruto's spine. What Shikamaru was going at this time? Naruto had no idea, probably just finishing his toast disinterestedly.

Using his finger again to lower Naruto's chin, he tilted his head to the side so his neck was visible. A dark purple-blueish bruise had stained Sasuke's pale white skin.

Naruto instantly blushed, knowing exactly what that was. Oh god. Oh god he wanted death.

While Sasuke's grip was loose, Naruto sprung upwards and in a moment of strength, he raised his hand and a breakfast bar flew into his hand. He swung the door open and ran.

"I'M SORRYYYYYYY!!!!!!!"

And he was gone.

Shikamaru nodded slowly, Sasuke sat up and stared at the closing door with amusement written all over his face.

"He's too innocent, you shouldn't tease him like that."

Sasuke chuckled, "Right, well, it was you who brought him over to me, you started it."

"Hmm, true, I was just curious as to what you would do." The Nara tapped his fingers on the desk. "Now he thinks that you two had some sort of make out session."

Sasuke shut his eyes and lay back down on the couch, adjusting the pillow so it felt soft under his head, a small smile was playing on his lips, Naruto's flushed expression on top of him still repeating itself in his mind. "Let him think that."

"Hmm?" Shikamaru glanced at him, questioning why.

"It's more fun this way."

He wanted to drown himself in his pillow. Could he asphyxiate himself? Please? No? Okay.

So, this obviously wasn't great. The previous night was an absolute blur, all he remembered was playing Ring of Fire, which was a drinking game, and apparently a VERY dangerous drinking game! Then he woke up.

He racked his brain for any memories but just groaned when he came up with nothing. This wasn't how University was meant to go, it was still the beginning of term and he already had fucked up and maybe made the rest of his year with Sasuke awkward.

"You can't fuck where you sleep." He remembered Jiraiya telling him before he left, at first he just waved him dismissively off, but now he understood what he meant.

To be honest, despite fucking up already, Naruto Uzumaki, in childish terms, was great! Of course, he tended to be the only one who thinks so. Alongside his ridiculous stubborn nature and innate narcissism (knowing and wanting to be the best and everything he likes to do), he also had a particular sense of humour which only the Supernatural Flat understood.

If Sasuke's humour was 'bullying everyone and everything he encounters', and Deidara's was 'you're all trash and I'm fabulous, boom bitch boom', Naruto's could only be 'it takes a while to warm up to people, but once I'm comfortable, I can wreck you'. The presence of his whiskers and telekinesis never gave him a chance to integrate completely into society. Ergo, in more pretentious words, he was an amazing fuck up.

But right now, he was just a fuck up. Did he make out with Sasuke? He blushed at the thought and wanted to punch himself.

"Evidence." He said. A light bulb went off in his head and he sat up, "Yes, evidence!" Grabbing his phone from the ground, he frowned as he noticed the new crack on his screen. "Clumsy fucker." He cursed at himself.

He tapped on the Snapchat logo and prepared himself for what could be the worst thing ever. First, he checked his own story - it was okay, nothing too bad, just quick videos of them playing drinking games, he saw Neji chugging down a Jägerbomb and everyone else cheering, Ino had to take off her bra and make Shikamaru wear it, then Sakura had to do a handstand for more than 10 seconds which she didn't manage to do, so she had to down half a bottle of wine.

Naruto shook his head, that was it for his story. He started playing his flatmates' Snapchat stories and saw similar things - other dares which he didn't remember.

The moment that he was on the screen, courtesy of Deidara's brilliant video skills, he held his breath without thinking but found himself staring at a very drunk Naruto, doing a roly poly. A forward roll. W-Was that it?

That didn't mean that doing a roly poly on a public Snapchat was good, because it wasn't. It was embarrassing, he didn't even manage to do it correctly! And why was he shirtless?!

"OH MY GOOOOD!!!" A drunk Deidara yelled from the phone. Naruto's attention was again on the Snapchat story. "NAARUTO IS-" he hiccuped, "G-GETTING SOOOOME!"

Oh no.

With one hand over his mouth, he stared at Deidara shakily bringing the phone to Shikamaru's face, who uncharacteristically had a grin on his face and pretending to be shocked, gasping and slapping his hands over his cheeks. "And I oop-!" Sakura laughed in the background.

Then, the Snapchat ended. That was it. Nothing else.

What did they mean that he was 'getting some'? It could have been an exaggeration. It could have been a joke. What did this mean.

Naruto wanted to throw his phone but he knew that, that wouldn't help at all. He set it down on the bed and held his head in his hands.

"This is why I shouldn't drink." He said definitively to himself. "I'm never going to drink again." He declared to the air.

That was bullshit, give it two days and he would be drunk again.

He decided to change his tactics, clearly Ino put him to bed, considering the painkillers and handwritten note on his desk, so the first thing he should have done was ask her what they got up to.

He nodded to himself and exhaled before leaving his room again. Walking down one flight of stairs and knocking on Ino's door, he waited until he heard a melodic "Come in!" from inside.

Naruto really didn't expect to see Ino and Sakura sprawled out on the bed, the blond spooning the pinkette comfortably. He suddenly felt so posh and awkward as he said, "What's going on here?"

Ino cracked open an eye and waved, "Morning!" Sakura muttered a quieter greeting, "Sakura spilled a glass of water all over her bed so I told her to just sleep with me last night, what's up?"

Without makeup, both of them still looked beautiful. He really didn't see the point in them wearing makeup, but he supposed that girls would nitpick and point at a small blemish and shout "I NEED CONCEALER!" He let them do whatever made them happy, he guessed.

"Morning... I just wanted to, uh," he stumbled over his words, "figure out what happened last night."

Sakura's eyes shot open in an instant and a grin crossed her lips. "You don't remember?"

Naruto shook his head, "No, I don't, and Sasuke said..." He trailed off, suddenly interested in the dirt underneath his fingernails.

Ino sat up excitedly, "What did Sasuke say?"

"Ino! Neji's at a lecture and I've lost my hairbrush, so can I use yours-?" The door swung open and Deidara stared in surprise at the small trio. "We starting another party already?"

Sakura giggled, "Naruto can't remember what happened last night, with Sasuke."

Deidara closed the door with a beam from ear to ear and pushed the girls so they should shuffle to one side on the bed. "Make way for me! Okay, so, what do you know?"

"Well," Naruto didn't like this audience, he should have known that girls and Deidara would love the 'tea' and gossip. "I know that I gave him a h-hick-"

"A HICKEY!" Sakura threw her hands into the air and Deidara started clapping happily.

"Yes, yes you did."

Naruto shifted from foot to foot, "And he said that we... we..."

Ino grimaced, "He told you that you got off with each other?" Naruto nodded slowly. She groaned, "Sasuke and his damn tricks!"

Tilting his head to one side, Naruto blinked in confusion as Sakura shrugged and explained. "You didn't fuck, or make out, actually."

Naruto needed to sit down.

"He was just teasing you, don't worry, it was only a dare!" Deidara finished.

Naruto sat down on the carpeted floor and covered his eyes as his whole face went red. "We didn't make out?!"

"Nope." Ino leaned forward and pat Naruto's back. "Sakura dared you to give Sasuke a hickey, because she's a horny little voyeur who doesn't have any guys she can booty-call at the moment." Sakura slapped her on the shoulder.

"Shut up, I'm not!" The pink-haired girl rubbed her eyes in order to wake up and sighed, "But it's true, I don't have anyone I can booty-call."

Deidara chuckled, "Can't believe you that happened, although Sasuke is very convincing."

Naruto quickly stood up and cracked his knuckles with a fake, blank smile on his face. "If you wanted to hurt someone who has electrokinesis, what would you use?" He opened the door and waited for an answer.

"Maybe a wooden stake, damn pale vampire wouldn't be able to fight it off." Sakura thought out loud, "what do you want to do, exactly?"

"Kill Sasuke."

Ino smirked, "He's really pissed you off, hasn't he?"

Naruto grinned and waved to Deidara, Sakura and Ino as he shut the door.

"Not for much longer!"

Thanks for reading this chapter of The Supernatural Flat!

This was for fun, so doesn't mean it's gonna be a SasuNaru! But I can imagine Sasuke being a cheeky little fucker, and Shikamaru wanting some entertainment so.

See ya next week

~Wolfie