It was a story of long ago, this story I'm about to tell you right now. The story of love and how everything came to be.

It was 2011, 70 years ago, when I was still a freshman at my new school. I knew no one, and didn't bother, nor did I care, to talk to anyone. I was a rebel you see, not because of my parents, no, for they've died long ago, but because of the things people have been saying to me all these years.

I've been called dozens of hurtful names- monster, asshole, fiend , you name it. But as the years passed by, I learned to keep that hatred, forming what I am now.

I heard the teacher call my name- I didn't answer. I heard her say it louder, but still my mouth kept shut. She scratched her head and moved to the next one on the list.

"Uzumaki?" she looked at us with question.

"Here and ready to start teacher!" he said excitedly. He was Uzumaki Naruto, the idiotic blond dobe who always seem to mess things up, and my long time friend and rival. I don't know how we became close either, I just know that when I look at him, my heart churns and it's almost as if butterflies are flying in my stomach.

That's right, I'm in love with my idiotic bestfriend. His looks are pretty average, and his scores are pretty low, but I guess what they say is true- love shows itself in different ways.

As I stayed in class and half listened to the teacher, I found myself staring at Naruto. His spiky hair perfectly going in all directions, his skin toned, and his muscles well defined. He looked like he was day-dreaming but I knew he was looking at his crush, Sakura. Sakura, as he said, was his perfect lady, she was kind and gentle (though not to him but to other people) and pretty and sexy. I knew I had none of those, my face and body was meant to be for a boy, not a girl. And even though I was a girl, I could easily beat men my age at sports. I'm not gentle either since I always beat him up.

I stared at him once more before letting my hopes down. What a sad conclusion.

It was 2013 when I was already a sophomore and when Naruto was already the so called hottie in our school. His face changed, his whiskers giving more definition on his face, and his muscles becoming more defined. It was then that Sakura started to date Naruto. I knew it, she was an opportunist.

And of course, just a few weeks passed before Sakura finally broke up with Naruto. Naruto didn't cry, but I knew that deep in his heart he was crying. I gave him a call, told him to cheer up and such. I told him that he'll surely find a better girl even though I wanted him to be mine and mine only. He laughed and told me that he found my words to be funny for it didn't fit my personality. But at the end, he said words that definitely made my day.

"Thanks for being my friend, hope you'll be here by my side forever."

I knew he didn't mean 'love' when he said those last words, but it made me happy.

Happy.

It was 2014 and it was my last year, my senior year. Nothing changed between the friendship of Naruto and I, he still thinks of me as a friend and as a friend only. I've tried many times, but I knew I had no courage to tell my true feelings. I knew he would just laugh and tell me I was joking. But oh- the painful pinches of reality.

It was almost time for prom, and everyone tried asking out their crushed and boyfriends and girlfriends. I knew I would be stuck alone, since I had no courage to confess my love and because I had a boyish face, I was almost mistaken for a boy. Besides, Naruto already had a date for the prom- Hinata. Hinata liked him for years, but only now did he see that girl behind the covers. I was actually quite proud of Hinata for confessing her love.

It was at the second week of preparation of the prom did I find out that Hinata's parents didn't allow her to go to the prom because of a death of a relative or somethin'. Naruto was devastated, maybe because his last choice was me. You see, we promised each other we'd go together if we have no other choice, or if we have no one to go to. Not to go as lovers, no, but as mere best friends.

It was the day of prom, I waited as my 'date' arrived at my home. It was no home, I live with no one. I combed my hair once more before inhaling a large amount of air. Naruto finally arrived and held out his hand.

"Let's go." He said almost emotionlessly. He was dressed in formal clothes, his hair down. He didn't look like the Naruto I know. Or maybe I know him too much. But he definitely looked stunning.

My face dropped, I knew this was out of not having a date, and out of pity.

"You look great." He said with a smile, carefully looking at the details of my dress. I smiled a little, before finally saying a thanks.

"Oh and one more thing, thanks for being here, I hope you don't feel pushed." He said with a grin. I nodded before he finally grabbed my hand and we went to the prom. It was after the prom that he handed me some kind of letter. He said I should open it after the day of graduation.

What a night that was.

It was weeks after that that we had our graduation. It was not that fancy. It was actually pretty simple. The only problem is that after all this years, I still could not admit what I felt. I felt like my heart was being crushed when after Hinata and him broke up, he dated dozens of girls. Each of them being sexy and pretty.

I stared at him with a half lidded eye. He got his diploma and every girl seems to call out his name. I was jealous but I didn't show it. I clapped and gave a loud call.

Graduation ended, but I still did not confess my undying love. I was actually about to, but I saw Naruto and some girl flirting with each other.

It was at night that I decided to give him a call.

"Hey Sasuke, I was meaning to say something to you." I was nervous, did he actually love me too? But all I got as a reply was "You're the best friend a man could have" and "I hope we'll be friends forever."

My heart churned.

Friends forever is not what I was hoping for, but hey that's destiny right? I was so disappointed that I forgot to read the letter.

It was a few years after that that I got to see him again at a conference. It was approximately 2030. We never got in touch after the graduation since he suddenly moved and changed number without telling me. It was unexpected, especially since his looks are still the same as back then except for the added eyebugs. I merely smiled at the sight of him.

"Nice meeting you again." His smile was earnest, though I could spot a little bit of worry. I merely answered with a curt nod.

He smiled, and once again the butterflies started floating in my stomach. I still loved him.

"Are you married?" I was frank with my words. He grinned and nodded.

"I'm marrying in a few days, you're invited." He smiled. And the world felt like it was ending for me. My life was rotating around this idiotic blond who I call my best friend. As corny as it sounds, he was my everything. I didn't show any emotion, but after a while shook his hand.

"Of course you're my best pal afterall."

It was the day of his marriage and it was as if I was going to die if I see Naruto marrying another woman. I wanted him to be mine, but again I say this is destiny. I decided to open the letter he gave me at the night of the prom. I carefully opened it, cherishing the moments that happened between the two of us.

It read: Dear Sasuke,

Hi, hope you're feeling good as always! Sasuke, thanks for being my friend! I-

I stopped reading, it pains me to read such thing.

Friend.

I stared at Naruto and his pretty fiancé, they really looked mighty fine together. I rubbed my eyes for I could feel the sensation of tears about to fall. I forced myself to smile and think that everything's going to be okay.

It was after the ceremony that Naruto and his love decided to approach me. "Thanks for being my best friend and for being here on this big day." He gave me a gentle hug. I smiled and put my hand at his back. "Yeah, you too." His wife smiled and I felt the urge to cry. But I kept saying to myself that everything was okay.

"Good luck with life Naruto." I smiled a sincere smile before disappearing in the crowd.

Good Luck.

And now, well its 2080, and now is the burial of my dear friend. I can't help but cry my eyes out. I looked at him in his coffin, his face still gentle. I touched his face once more before they carried him down to the soil. It was not until then that I read the last part of the letter.

Dear Sasuke,

Hi, hope you're feeling good as always! Sasuke, thanks for being my friend! You've been my friend for a long time but I hope we move up to more than friends. I loved you ever since the academy. I know we had constant fights back then but I really do hope that you don't hate me. Sasuke, please go out with me.

Love, your best friend and hopefully soon to be boyfriend,

Naruto

Before I knew it, I was too late.