(Just letting people know, this is my first fan fiction writing, also I don't actually watch or read Naruto. But I love the thought of anything SasuNaru. It seems really sweet to me so thats why I wrote this. So ya, I hope you all enjoy my story :)

Bethie89

I can see the longing, and pain in Iruka's eye's as he simply says "come here." I know what will follow when this ends: The shame and regret; still I cant stop myself from obeying. I can feel his warmth as he opens his arms and wraps them around me, I can smell that all familiar smell of his cologne as I lean my head against his chest. I stand there limp, just waiting. I close my eyes and try to breath normally as his hands slowly slide down the middle of my back. His breath on my neck slightly tickles as he pulls me closer, closing the already small space between us. I am perfectly still, I am frozen in this feeling; a strange feeling...one I'd never known before all this started...of longing, guilt and ecstasy. As my most trusted and most highly admired teacher, confidant, friend caresses me with his ruff scarred hands I...

"Young man? Hey young man the flight is over. You need to leave." says an unfamiliar voice. I open my eyes to see a brunet woman in her mid thirties warring a navy blue uniform. "You need to leave so that we can let the other passengers board." I suddenly realize that I'm on a plain and the flight attendant is trying to wake me.

"Oh I'm really sorry i must have fallen asleep." I say as I jump up to get my things.

"It's fine I hope you had a lovely flight and have a safe night." she says this warmly but I can tell that she really just wants me to hurry.

"Thank you." I unboard the plane and enter the terminal.

I can see its already dark. I need to hurry to get home. well...its not home, just where I will be spending the next two years of my life. I am naruto uzumaki and I am a freshman in collage. This is my first day in Clover Vermant.

I sigh as I remember the dream I just had moments ago. Something I cant seem to forget. the past, I wish it was the past, something that happened long ago and doesn't come to memory often enough for me to really care. It may have happened almost a year ago but its as much confusing and painful now as it was then. I hate remembering it and dreaming it is the worst for me, still though...I know to expect it. Anything and everything reminds me...smells, foods, insignificant objects I see throughout the day all take me back to the unpleasant events that happened with my teacher Iruka almost a year ago. well...they weren't totally unpleasant at the time.

"We're here" says a grumpy impatient voice. "you owe me 26 dollars and thirty cents" I give him thirty for the cab ride and tell him to keep the change.

I check the little piece of paper with my new address scribbled on it to make sure its right...its right. The apartment complex is a long double story building with chipping gray pant on the outside; an older building I can tell...but hey I guess its where i will be staying so i choose to be optimistic about it. At least its a place to stay, and its cheep in a not so ruff looking neighborhood.

"Are you Uzumaki" says an older man with glasses and spiky gray hair.

"Yes," I reply with a smile on my face. Like I said im going to be optimistic about all this.

"Follow me. As far as the rules go you need to keep the noise level down, no pets, keep a tidy apartment, and of course keep up on rent. Thats about it for now. You need to fill out these papers and return them as soon as possible to the front desk. Here is your key." The man turns around and heads back down the hall.

I'm in room 108 on the second floor. The door squeaks as I open it. The apartment is very basic. By the door there is a small closet area and then straight a head is what is the living room. The kitchen is tiny and to the left of the living room. I go down the small hall which leads to the only bed room. On the right of the hall before my room is the only bathroom; it at has a tub not just a shower thats a plus. I go back to the living room. Its basically furnished. One small brown love seat and a coffee table sit on top of the light blue carpet that leads to my bed room. Theres no TV. Like I said the kitchen is small. I look in the cupboards and there are 2 plates 2 cups 2 bowls a few utensils a pan and 2 pots, one small one big. Thats it for the kitchen stuff.. My bedroom has one full size bed that takes up a good portion of the space. Its bare and used; it squeaks as I sit. Most my stuff is in boxes pilled by the door. I take out my quilt one of my most prized possessions and lay on the couch. Its lonely here, to quite. I think about home.

I miss them. I remember the few who cheered me on as I got accepted to this university. I hope I dont let them down. Tomorrow is the beginning of a brand new routine lifestyle. I try to be optimistic...new friends...new people...new start. But as I think this it only makes me more depressed. Back home most of the village people hated me, so trying to make new friends kinda scares me a little.

Depression is threatening to take over me and I just don't want that right now so I decide to take and shower and let the hot water wash away the day. It helps. I curl up into a little ball on my new couch and make a silent prayer. please let everything go well tomorrow. I close my eyes and let the exhaustion take me. And once again the depression creeps up. I let it have me this time. Small tears escape my eyes as I start to think of how lonly this is. How much I miss home, yes...I even miss home now. How I miss the few people who cared. And how much I truly miss him. With this I fall asleep. The end of my first day. Tomorrow will be better...I hope.