A/N: Well its like 2:10 a.m. so I decided what the hell, why not write a quick ramble or something. This is my first story that I've posted, so it'll probably be crappy, sorry.
Disclaimer: Sadly I do not own Naruto, Masashi Kishimoto does.
Warning: Mild swearing and mildly inappropriate subject content (?)
Naruto POV
It was another school day, the beginning of summer and the first really hot day of the year. The sun is finally out and you would think I would be out jumping for joy and in a happy go lucky mood, but no, sadly I'm not. And whose fault is that you might ask? It's all Gaara's fault, my supposed 'best friend' he always has to kill my good mood, the damn sadist. This morning I had pain stakingly cooked ramen for breakfast, delicious warm, amazing ramen, cooked to perfection, I turned around to grab some milk from the fridge and came back around only to find Gaara scarfing down the cup of ramen, my LAST cup of ramen might I add, then simply walking away!
The bastard, I knew letting him sleep over at my place was a BAD idea. You know now that I think about it, Gaara is more of a pain in my ass than a real friend! Let me tell you one night I stayed over at his place, and we both, or at least I had thought, got drunk. I mean DRUNK too, I passed out (which is never a good thing to do at Gaara's house) and woke up the next morning with the word 'DUFUS' written in permanent marker on my forehead and a drawn on penis on my cheek. I have never been so pissed off in my life. I mean come on! What is up with guys and their weird obsessions with penis' I mean I'm a dude and all but seriously, some guys; they have like, a penis complex or something. You don't see girls going around drawing vaginas everywhere, do you? No.
So it took me like an hour to wash, no, scrub the marker off my face, practically had to peel the skin off. Leave it to Gaara to find the most permanent marker EVER to draw on my face with. And you know what, he didn't even help me get it off, instead he sat their chuckling and then the next day I go online and he's posted a bunch of pictures of it! The no-good-dirty-little-bastard.
So here I am, moping at all the wrong doing Gaara has done to me, instead of doing my work, I blame my incomplete assignment on Gaara, it's the least I can do.
The bell rings and I gather up my stuff, leaving the classroom and heading to my locker, wondering why I'm still even friends with Gaara when I notice a big 20 pack cartridge of instant ramen sitting on the floor next to my locker with a letter tied to it saying:
To: Naruto
Saw you were out of ramen, here's some more
~Gaara
I couldn't help but smile and stuff the ramen in my bag, automatically forgiving Gaara for all the sin he's committed against me. Hey maybe I'm being too easy, or maybe I'm just too easily bribed by ramen. Either way I'm happy the sadistic redhead decided to grace me with his friendship.
A/N: Wow, wasn't that the crappiest, non-exciting ending you have ever read, I suck. Well it's 2:50 a.m. and I'm still bored. Review if you like it, if you want me to continue it then tell me, especially if you want there to be pairings then tell me that too, I'm cool with any pairing. Constructive criticism is welcomed; I'll try and make my next stories longer, considering how short this one is.