A/N: I would just like to say this is my first Naruto fan-fiction. To write and to submit to Fan-Fiction. So I'm very scared. .

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any of it's characters. If I did why would I be writing this?

Setting: This is most like when Naruto is off training with Jiraiya. Or it could be post time-skip. Either one really, just after Sasuke left. That bastard.

Warnings: Slight cussing, a first story, maybe minor spoilers ((?)), and grammar dysfunctions

Please, please, please no flames. I do not take well to flames, they make me depressed. Sure, if there's a grammar problem, please point it out. Just nothing like "Your story sucks. Go die". That would definitely make me go into ((another)) depression.

On with the ((horrible)) story

...For a Genius...

Cerulean eyes gazed wistfully at the twinkling ivory specks on the seemingly endless ebony expanse of night.

'Kind of like Sasuke's hair' Naruto mused to himself, a sad smile overtaking his tanned face. 'The color might be the same…but the sky definitely does not look like a chicken's ass' at this the shinobi had to give out a slight chuckle, almost anyone could make a joke out of Sasuke's gravity defying hair.

Though, although Naruto hated to admit it, he did miss the person that the mob of raven weirdness belonged too.

With a sigh, Naruto flipped over on his side, fingers idly tugging out the emerald grass that he laid upon. 'Not supposed to think about this….' He angrily thought to himself. Though, it is a tad hard to get the certain teammate/friend/rival/backstabber off of his mind.

Very hard.

Because, Sasuke usually did snatch away any hope of sleep Naruto had. 'Bastard' The blonde told himself on these occasions. Since sleep was out of the question, the cerulean eyed shinobi had what seemed like all the time in the world to think.

Why was a main theme for most of these thinking periods. To be more exact 'Why did Sasuke leave?' or 'Why didn't Sasuke see all that he had? 'And still has.' The blonde always added in afterthought. Sure, Sasuke was a power-hungry avenger, and yes, a brother killing your entire family could really mess up your brain, and once again, power is usually the only thing on Sasuke's mind. But, couldn't that bastard of a friend open his midnight black eyes and see that people could help him with his power needs, true power, not the fake power coming from a certain snake-sannin.

And, it was a night like this, were the bastard with weird hair snatched away his sleep, Naruto went outside and checked if maybe a wish on a star could come true, one thought crossed his mind.

For a genius, Sasuke sure was dumb.

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Owari

Thanks for reading. Review? My first story, you know you want to. -winkwink-