Steve Stevenson fiddled with his microphone. He adjusted his tie and sweat-dropped. "Okay, let's get this started."
The cameraman gave him a thumbs-up.
"Here goes," Steve took a deep breath, then flashed a dazzlingly bright smile at the camera.
"Welcome to Being Emo! with Uchiha Sasuke, the reality show that'll make you squeal!" Steve beamed as if his life depended on it. "I'm your host, Steve Stevenson. There is a young man out there seeking revenge and determined to avenge his family. He is constantly in a state of emotional angst. So," Steve opened his mouth wide, and took the opportunity to smile, "We are going to stalk him! We will follow him to every nook and cranny! You can join us here, on Being Emo! with Uchiha Sasuke," Steve's eyes darted off to the side. "There he is! Let's go,"
The entire television crew ran over to a brooding Sasuke.
"So, Sasuke, how is your emo self today?" Steve flashed a mouthful of white teeth.
Sasuke looked up at them. He stared blankly for a while, seeming to contemplate what to do. After a few minutes, he activated his Sharigan, and without warning, looked into Steve's eyes.
"Uh-" Steve was transported to a desert wasteland. He looked around, but could not see anything two meters away because of the strong wind. Shielding his eyes, Steve looked down at his arm to find that small black beetles were crawling all over his arm.
Oh, and did I mention that Steve had a phobia of beetles?
"AAAAAAHHHHH~!" Steve began to scream like a little girl.
Sasuke pushed himself up. Wordlessly, he flipped them off and walked away. The genjutsu was lifted and Steve fell to the earth. He fainted.
Rule #1 of communicating with Sasuke: Do NOT, under any circumstances, call Sasuke "emo".
AN: Steve & the gang are kinda like OCs, except they will not make any appearances after this story.