hello! i'm starting a new story again! sorry about that but i was getting tired and probably a little stressed by my other stories so this is a sort of reprieve...

to keep this as close to a form of journal, this will probably be the only author note so here i would ask that if anyone has any idea or suggestion to share, you are warmly welcomed to (:

disclaimer: Naruto does not belong to me

Day Zero

...I must be mad, starting a journal in honor of the dobe. Maybe the Hyuuga is right about my mental sanity...

Nah.

At least unlike him, I am acknowledging my somewhat miniscule attraction to the moron. And at the very least, I do not stare at Naruto as openly as Hyuuga stare at Sabaku. I wonder who he thinks he is kidding. Himself? Because the whole village definitely know long ago that he has a thing for the Kazekage.

...I am veering off topic. Or more accurately to say, I am avoiding the topic.

After all, what is there to discuss? I admit my attraction to Naruto. There, end of story.

Not.

I am definitely not the type to just leave it like that. Everyone knows that Uchihas abide strictly by our law, rule, motto, whatever it is called. We, Uchihas, get everything we wanted.

And no, I do not want him, at least not in that way. I may be a seventeen year old ninja but I am definitely not one of those hormonally driven type.

...Alright, so maybe there is a little of some physical attraction here and there but I would like to reemphasize that that is not the main point.

If I really have to put a word or sentence to it, I guess I could say that I enjoy his company.

The truth is that thought came to me a few days back. To say that I was startled is an understatement. For heaven's sake, I was having a quiet and peaceful dinner in my own dining hall and suddenly the thought occurred to me. I wasn't even doing anything remotely related to him.

So there went my dinner. Instead, I spent my time, dare I say, reminiscing about old times. I reflected upon all the times we spent together and all the dangerous situations that we managed to pull through. The thought of Naruto always being beside me was very comforting. It seemed that somehow, I had grown to become dependent on him.

Of course I denied it at first. I hate the notion of being dependent on anyone.

Here is where the last few days come in. I spent my time observing. Observing him and the way our delicate friendship now works. It is weird at times, him being able to understand me more than anyone else. The same way that I could predict his thoughts and movement the way no one else could.

Unlike what I had believed, it is not dependency that exists between us. To be more accurate, it is trust. We trust each other and hence open our minds to subconsciously adapt and adjust to the other's behaviour. Naruto may not realise it, but I definitely do.

I do not believe in love. I prefer the word companionship. Maybe this companionship that I wish for would lead to an intimate relationship between us. I guess that it would be acceptable.

And so begins my attempt at what girls termed as wooing. Of course, seeing as the time now is eleven at night, my attempt would have to start tomorrow.

I will state here very clearly that I, Uchiha Sasuke, will always get my way.

And just to make sure, I am not being sappy and I have not gone soft. This is not a love journal. This is a journal to chronicle the progress of the relationship between Naruto and me. For me to review what foolish things I have done and would be doing for him.

I always call him a moron but I guess I am a bigger one, doing all these for him.

I scoff at myself for that but I will not deny the self-accusation. Pointless to, really.

Signing off.