I can't believe what I'm seeing yesterday.

Now this girl named Violet Heaslip knows the truth about her best friend Becky Botsford: she is Wordgirl. Next thing I saw is that their friendship is over from that as Violet has been lied to this whole as best friends don't ever lie to each other because they don't have to.

Come to think of it, my case with Naruto is much more complicated than that. I thought back on what happened during the Chunin Exams where I fought against Gaara outside the stadium. I lost, and Naruto saved me. If that wasn't enough, I lost to the object of my revenge once again, and that is my older brother, Itachi Uchiha.

Have I truly become stronger?

That's not the important issue right now.

As I saw Becky, aka Wordgirl, on the swings with her money sidekick, Bob, or is it Captain Huggyface with Violet on the seesaw all by herself, I wondered if my friendship with Naruto is parallel to their case. Like Violet, I was being lied to because that knucklehead didn't try telling me of how his training with Jiraiya went. We excel on forms of art. We have contrasting personalities whereas she's nice and I'm not. Also, she has a tenuous grasp on reality while I have a strong grasp on reality. She's fun, while I'm serious.

Even so, I feel like Violet and I have a lot in common than what we each other think of.

"Sad, huh?" I glared at the Narrator.

"Are you talking to me?" he asked.

"Yup," I replied. "I've been watching this since yesterday. I can tell this is not so different from my case with Naruto."

As I watched...

"You know what, this is ridiculous," Becky got up from the swing and looking firm. "Sure I'm Wordgirl, but that doesn't change the fact that I'm still me, and Violet is still my friend, my best friend. I'll just talk to her. I'm positive we can resolve this."

"It will never work like that," I said the statement with disdain and arms crossed about her plan.

"Why do you think of that?" the Narrator asked me.

"You'll see."

Suddenly, that exposition guy came sitting onto the seesaw where Violet is. That guy is getting on my nerves; first, he went saying some trouble that I'm not interested at in my apartment when he asked if this is the police station, then he did the same thing while I'm studying on this tree I'm standing.

What could that guy want this time?

"Help!" he cried. "There's a girl I don't recognize, and she's wrecking stuff! Wait, is this the police station?"

This can't get any worse.

"No, this is a playground of deception and betrayal," Violet replied softly while she gave a glare on her former friend.

If she sees Becky as this, I see Naruto as deception and betrayal as well. That loser doesn't even try telling me how he becomes more stronger than me, and that just makes me jealous if losing to Itachi again was not enough.

"So much for her attempt in talking to her," I said about the result. "This is why her attempt will not work as she caused all this."

"Wow, Sasuke, you may be a jerk, but you're right about stuff like this," the Narrator is amazed by this.

"She needs a real talking to from someone who has the same experience, and I'll be the one to do that, but first..."

"The police station is over there," Violet talked to that annoying guy as she pointed from behind her for directions where the police station is.

"Oh, okay," the exposition guy said happily before screaming for help and jumping away from the seesaw.

What's wrong with that guy? Can't he even read a map or something?

As soon as Becky and Bob disappeared from the swings by the time Violet tried looking, it's time I make my move.

I approached her from behind.

"Violet..." I started.

"Huh?" she tries turning around but I knocked her out first.

Once that is done, I tied her up to a tree with some wires. As soon as she wakes up...

"Huh?" she discovered she is tied up and struggled to escape.

"About time you woke up," I said with no emotion while holding the wire to keep her in place.

"Hey, aren't you that new guy here? You're Sasuke Uchiha, right?" she asked.

"Yes, I am," I replied calmly. "I know who you are, Violet Heaslip."

"What's this all about?" she demanded while struggling.

"Sorry, but I knew you wouldn't want to sit still for a lecture, so I figured I had to pin you down," I stated unhappily. I took a deep breath before I started talking to her. "Let it go. You have to forget about breaking your friendship with that girl, Becky Botsford."

"What?" she asked angrily. I just knew she would immediately get angry at this topic.

"Believe me. In this work, I met a lot of girls who feel the way you do. Trust me, for those who follow the path of being friendless, it never ends well," I explained calmly. I expect her to reply back, but nothing. She's just glaring at me. "You'll only tear yourself apart. Now that you've given up being friends with that girl, now what? How will you live your life afterwards? Nothing. Emptiness."

"Shut up! What makes you think you know anything about it? It's easy for you to talk! You have no idea!" Violet yelled out.

"Take it easy. Just try to calm down."

"Maybe if I were to break your friendship with your best friend, the person has ever meant anything to you! Maybe then I'd listen to you because maybe then you'd have some idea how I feel!"

"Hmm, that's an interesting theory, but I'm afraid you're a little late to put that to the test," I said with a smile. "The friendship of the person you wanted me to break up with is already been broken."

As soon as she hears this statement, she looked a little shocked at this. This got her attention.

The truth is, I haven't done this before, despite the arguments we always have.

"I've been around longer than you have, kid. I've seen my share of troubles. You're not the only one who knows what's it like to be lied upon by the person you once called friend," I explained further as anger left Violet and comprehension sinks. She looked down, feeling guilty about her statement.

I continued.

"So, it looks like neither of us have a charmed life exactly, have we? Despite the fact we're good in arts, we're being left out by our respective best friends for their secrets they don't want to tell us. Still, we're not all that bad off," that got Violet's attention. "At least you and I have been lucky enough to find new comrades to help fill the void."

As I looked at her, she understands who I had meant.

Becky.

For me, I thought of Naruto.

"Anyway, I do know how you feel," I decided to let her go from the wires. "With your artistic skill, this is one awesome power you have. What happened yesterday that caused this break up, it's not something to be used against the person to end your friendship with. I think, in your heart of hearts, you know what's it for. Okay, end of lecture. You decide if what I'm saying hits the mark or not."

With those words, I disappeared to leave Violet alone with her thoughts.

I'm just going to check out and see how Wordgirl is handling herself with that villain she is not familiar of causing chaos.


Author's Note: FYI, the version of Sasuke in this fanfic is before he went from good to bad. As in, with forehead protector on and it has no scratch. Look at him tying Violet into a tree with a wire and lecturing her on not to give up on Becky for not telling her she's Wordgirl; consider that ironic since he ended up in the same thing by Kakashi.