Sasuke's POV

I think I've spent roughly one third of my entire life in Naruto's bedroom. I've seen his walls covered in ramen wallpaper. I've seen the walls covered in pictures of Kyuubi, his dead pet cat (which, quite frankly I still have nightmares about), and I helped paint (against my will) the walls the currently horrid Orange of Oranges Matte, which isn't as wonderful as it sounds. It as also my idea to paint the ceiling a midnight blue with lots of those glow in the dark planet sticker things sprinkled all over it (which I regret now because it clashes terribly with the orange). I spend a lot of lying in, on, or around Naruto's bed, so I like having at least one normal color (that doesn't burn the eyes like a certain color) to look at.

I like sleeping with Naruto. Not like sex, mind you. But just sleeping. We've been sharing bunks since we were like 6. And Naruto doesn't hog the covers (yes I know surprise) and he keeps his elbows to himself. I practically live here. I have a drawer full of T-shirts and clean pants and a jar of spare moisturizer, which simples' things up so much.

Naruto, though, snores pretty loudly, but I've learned to ignore them. His blond hair is curling against his eyebrows and I have the urge to brush it off. Get a hold of yourself Uchiha. He's like an angel. The light hits his face so that his tanned skin is glowing. Uchihas do not fall in love with their best friends, I sigh. I continue staring at Naruto for another minute. He's amazingly beautiful. The yellow light continued streaming through the glass panes. And then he opened his eyes. I have always, always wondered how God could give someone the eyes Naruto has. They're the brightest blue. Like the fresh sky on a crisp cloudless day. Yeah and the he opened his mouth.

"What are you staring at teme?" he scowled, his face twisting in the sun's rays. "Just a dobe. And it's time you got up; it's almost 12 in the afternoon." I stretch, my hands lifted into the air. I hear him scramble off the bed. "I'm going to be late! I can't believe you didn't wake me up teme!" he exclaimed rushing behind me to the toilet. "We're suppose to be at the drama club thing right now!" "There's way in hell I'm acting dobe. I thought I made that clear at the 'drama club thingy' yesterday." I hate acting but what I hate ever more is the latest girl that Naruto into. Uchihas don't get jealous, my inner Uchiha informed me. I place my toothbrush down as Naruto ran his fingers through his blond locks. "How do I look?" Gorgeous, beautiful, heavenly, sex god-like, my mind screamed to me. But instead in my clench mouth I said coldly, "Like a dobe."

"Ugh, you're such a bastard you know that," he grinned though, "But you're still coming with me to the rehearsals." Yeah, Naruto had no idea of my feelings. Of course he knew I was gay, just that I wasn't into anybody but really him. And I, of course, didn't say anything about it. So I've been lusting after him for the last year or so. Uchihas don't lust my inner Uchiha chanted. I frowned. My hands soon finding themselves on Naruto's back, relishing in his warmth. And then my Uchiha-ness made me shove him forward. "Move dobe," the words escaping my mouth. A sniff of his hair gel was making me lightheaded. "Sasukeee," he whined, "Let's go." I wasn't really sure, although Naruto had already decided to call it the Uchiha Instinct, but I was smirking at the sound of his voice. "You sound like a girl," I said. Maybe I could convince him to just stay home. And then maybe not, "Teme move." His voice was determined and I knew that at one point he would forcibly move me. But for the moment I was going to force him to stay.

My mind wandered though. The thought of the word "force" and Naruto's warm hands were affecting me. Oh great. At that moment my inner Uchiha decided to inform me of an up-coming problem I knew was coming. Uchihas don't get erections from dobes.

Shit. Shit. Shit. Go away. I struggled from beneath Naruto hands. Have to get away. Away. Away. As much as I hated to say it, the only way I could possibly get Naruto to go away was to use one of the three things I saw walking by to the near by gas station. "Naruto! Isn't that Sakura around the corner?" I almost shout in desperation. If the dobe didn't move right now he was going to get one hell of a surprise.

Naruto POV

I just can't stop staring at her. There's no way I could ever stop. From her legs, up her slim waist, and up to her beautiful face that only a Goddess could have. Her Sakura pink hair was blowing with the wind, and I could almost smell it in the breeze. Strawberry Shampoo? Cherries? Oh-Whatever it is, it's very sweet. I just love the sight of her. I sometimes fantasize being the one she marries, the one she would call 'her one and only man'. At time, I'll fantasize being superhero and I would have to save her from Bushy-Brows and other monsters I picture in my head. Ah-If to only make her see me as a real person, maybe that'll be my chance. And she'll say, 'Oh, Naruto. You're the one I was looking for my whole life' and I'll say, 'Yes, Sakura. And I have been waiting for you as well.'

Unfortunately, my best friend, Sasuke, thinks all of my fantasies are just jokes and will never happen. At times, I would agree to him (because he's smarter than me) but this, I know I can do. How cares if she turns me down? I'll just try and try again. It's as easy as that. Sasuke, as normal, scoffs and said, 'you'll be sorry, dobe. She'll just eat you and spit you out'. So what? I can live with that. That's what everyone does to me. It's normal.

But now, how am I going to approached her? I don't know. Sasuke, Some roommate-best friend he is, won't help me. I guess I have to do this my self, then. Well…how? I'll come up with something eventually. But now, I have to catch up with her now. It seems that she's going grocery shopping by herself. Yes! My chance. All I have to do is slowing make my appearance and bump into her by 'accident'. Yes. Good plan.

As she went into the store, I rushed in as soon she was out of sight. As I was in, I ducked down. She was heading down to the hair products. Ah-buying more shampoo? I want to know what brand it is. I shook my head. Get into the game, Uzumaki. You're meeting up with her.

I rushed to the ally next to the Hair product, the pet food, and then walked in a normal pace. Act cool I told myself. As I reached to the end, as planned, I bumped into her…a little too hard that she stumbled back a few steps. Her face turned bloody red and held up her fist.

"HEY! WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOING, PAL!"

"Sorry, Sakura", I apologized.

She calmed down. "Oh! Naruto, hi."

"How's it going?" Act cool.

"Nothing much. Are you shopping for more ramen?" She winked.

"Uh…yeah. Yeah. I ran out, you know, since Sasuke likes to eat them now. Heh"

Her eyes brighten when I said his name. "Oh! Well then, I can buy ramen for you guys. My treat, 'kay?"

I thought my heart melted when she wanted to buy ramen for my roommate and me. What a kind-heart girl she is. Ah-yes.

"Sure-sure! Whatever you want to do, Sakura. Thanks!"

Then she smiled. A smiled that only came from the Heavens above. Her lips strawberry red and teeth made of pearls. I could stop staring. Only when she started to walk away caught my attention. I caught up to her and walked with her, side by side. What a dream!

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Zissors: Hi well I'm one of the Authors of this story. I write Sasuke's point of view. :D Because I called it and already wrote a kick-ass beginning. The story is based on the book Pretty Things. Hope you enjoy it, we're still looking for someone to write Itachi's and Sakura's POVs.

(the other part of We) Miko: (this is something I'm saying for her, me as in Zissors) Hi I'm the other Author of this story. I write Naruto's point of view. And that's because Zissors called Sasuke. And I lost at the tic-tac-toe game. (okay this is what she actually told me to put in the A/N) Be warned: I suck

Yeah this is out first fan-fic ever. So give us some critique. Give us some compliments.