Author: Yoshomika Minuo (a.k.a Me)

E-mail Address: AU, minor OOC, Language, Sap, Fluff, Lemon, Death

Disclaimer: I DON'T FUCKING OWN IT! I don't own Naruto, Sasuke, or anything else I want! I own nothing about this story! But on the flip side I do own the most shiniest stuff and it does distract me, so forgive me if it takes a long time to write. I wrote this originally as a songfic, but as has gone retarded… I guess there goes that idea. Just know that this was MEANT to be called The Lover After Me after the song that inspired it. Since I can't include the lyrics, you look them up and you'll understand. I don't own Savage Garden, just two of their CDs.

Author's Note: Okay… first of all… please ignore my foul mouth. I make Sai look like a Saint when talking to my loved ones and fans. I have a tendency to get angry letters and my posts deleted on Message Boards because of my opinions and my language (yeah, even on the censored ones!). I'm not meaning to offend anyone, I just can't stand bitches who read stuff like this, puke and then flame me. I'm also not fond of people who assume, don't read and also flame me, so here's the run down. I am taking quite a few liberties, so I decided this ish AU. In case you bitches don't know what that means, it means, in the loosest sense, THAT I CAN DO WHAT EVER THE FUCK I WANT WITH THE TIME LINE/PLOT! So in case you haven't noticed Dear Readers, I am the Ultimate Naruto Goddess of this story. You don't like things exactly like the show, get the fuck out.

Oh, right, as you probably have noticed, this a yaoi fic. That means all that delicious boy on boy action. Get out if that makes your stomach twitch.

And lastly, OBITO ISN'T COMING BACK! (gasps are heard) Yes, that's right! And no, Hatake Kakashi is NOT a necrophile! (loves her flashbacks)

Her usual shpiel: Okay, if you missed the whole e-mail address because you were just trying to get to the story, it's up there…somewhere. Now, I have a request. SEND ME COMMENTS! I love fan mail! I never get any these days, and I love it so. If you insist on flaming me, PLEASE spell check! Damn, you have no clue how much I hate reading a flame typed in chat speak. I'd put and example up, but quite frankly I can't type like that and I really just answer the person in the most horrible way possible and then delete their comment, so I have none on file. Oh! Right! My manager split for a while (I LOVE YOU SENKO-SAMA!) so she won't be here to help me sift through my mail and still won't be around to stop me from ripping flamers a new ass like I tend to want to do. So remember, if you drink and drive, you lose, but if you drink and flame, expect to get burned. I've been doing this for a long time, and I tend to get nasty, so just…at the very least spell check. But hey, if you guys totally want to see me pwn a bitch from Gaia when she flamed a Harry Potter fic of mine (or if you really need a laugh) e-mail me and ask. (laughs) That was great… So in short: Flames must be Literate. Okay? Good! AND FINALLY! The Story! Enjoy your butt sex while I laugh over that damn girl.

One: Morning After

"Naruto…"

"Yeah Sakura-chan?" The blonde looked up, smiling at the pretty girl that stood near him.

"I have something for you." Her voice seemed to convey deep sadness and her eyes were vacant, but echoed the poorly hidden emotion her voice had betrayed. She seemed to choke on the next word. "Sas…Sasuke told me to give this to you." She shoved a letter into his hands and turned, running away.

Naruto stared after her, surprised at her behavior. He looked down at the letter, scribbled on the front was a message.

Sakura,

Bring this to Naruto.

Sasuke

He ripped the envelope and tore the letter out, his fear growing with every second. He read quickly.

Naruto,

I'm sorry to leave you like this. I had to go. Don't bother waiting for me, I'm with Orochimaru now. I'm not coming back. Oh right, there's someone else now, so consider us over.

Sasuke

"No," Naruto whispered, glad he was so deep in the woods. No one ever came out here unless they needed Naruto. That wasn't very often. Well, this explained Sakura. He folded the letter, putting it in his kunai pouch with all the other letters Sasuke had given him and ran as fast as he could back to town.

Leaping to the house tops he flew towards Sasuke's room, not caring who saw him leap through the window. He knew Ino and her two teammates practiced around here, just over looking Sasuke's room. Ino would do anything to stare at Sasuke. Wouldn't she hate to find out that Uchiha Sasuke cried Naruto's name into the pillows at night? Yeah, it would kill Sakura too, but none of that mattered right now.

There was the mess from the night before. Naruto had woken alone and figured Sasuke had gone to practice like usual. "It can't be true!" he shouted, falling to the floor. He cried into the sheets, trying to capture the scent of the boy he hated and loved at the same time. He had been dumped by the only one who had ever truly loved him. "You Bastard!" he shouted, punching the wall. He grabbed various items around the room that had been left by the Uchiha boy and threw them as hard as he could. "Why! Was everything you said a lie! What did I do!"

The only answer he received was silence. He collapsed back on the futon and held the sheets like a life line. "Sasuke," he sobbed quietly.