Disclaimer : If I owned Naruto the population of the planet Earth would have plummeted to a shocking low, the people having died of blood loss from zee nose ^o^

(A/N)- got my first review ever! Woooot ;D major confidence booster. P.s I'm new to FF so bare with me.

I shall try and update every weekend from now on (I killed my laptop... how?... I brought it in the bath with me.. yes that's right, the bath. So now I am forced to use my brothers obese computer...) *sighs* the things I do for my precious story...Most of this is dialogue I don't know why.. I was just in a "talkative "mood? :D Reviiiiewwwwwww, :3 makes me happeh inside x

It was cold that day. The icy wind sliced through his jacket as he sped down the sidewalk on his bike. He was trying to contain his ridiculous grin as much as he could as he skilfully manoeuvred his way around the strangers, careful to not hit them. The boy, Naruto, was doing his daily routine which consisted of waking up at a ridiculous hour in morning and pulling some devious prank before fleeing from the scene of the crime and hiding.

When he was satisfied with the distance he had put between him and his dirty handiwork he stopped his bike in front of Kohona Gardens and went to sit underneath his favourite tree.

It was a Willow; he loved the way its vines would gently sway in the light breeze, casting intricate shadows along the emerald grass. He felt like he was in some mystical world sitting underneath that tree, casting pebbles into the lake in front of him, watching the water splash violently before slowing into a soft ripple.

Naruto sighed. As much as he hated to admit he was alone in the world. His pranks were beginning to get old and boring to him, what was the point when he had no one to share his sad laughter with? He chuckled at his depressive thinking before turning away from the lake and latching his small hands onto two sagging branches and heaving himself up the tree as carefully as he could. The tree was old and shook under his weight. He patted the trunk underneath his sitting body.

"Sorry old girl, I don't mean to be so heavy."

The tree shuddered at his words, Naruto took it as a sign that she had forgiven him.

"Do you mind?"

The blonde boy jumped, startled at the voice. "Who's there!" He looked around at the grass below his hovering feet.

"Up here you idiot."

Naruto tilted his head upwards and squinted his eyes. Sitting perched on the branch above him was a boy. "What the hell are you doing up there?"

"What does it look like?" The boy rolled his eyes and continued drawing in the sketchpad he had supported by his knees.

"No I mean what the hell are you doing up there in my tree?" The light haired youth glared.

The other boy's pencil stopped moving as he cast bored eyes at Naruto. "What do you mean your tree? You can't own a plant."

"Yes you can, and it just so happens that this "plant" belongs to me. So move your ass and piss off."

The other boy looked at Naruto incredulously. No one had ever talked to the boy that way before. It was quite a shock. "Well?" Naruto huffed.

The boy regained his composure and continued sketching, "Well what?"

"Are you leaving or what?"

"No."

Naruto's jaw dropped. "Excuse me?" he asked surprised.

"You're excused."

He closed his mouth tightly, stood up and jumped to the branch above him that the boy was sat on. "What do you think you're doing?" The dark haired boy asked.

"Kicking you out of my tree."

"You can't be serious!"

"Yes I can, and I am." Naruto narrowed his eyes. The boy that sat in front of him had midnight black hair and big dark eyes. His ivory skin contrasted greatly against the dark clothing he wore. He was quite handsome Naruto noted enviously.

"Who the hell do you think you are? It's a free country I can sit in any goddamn tree I want!" The young boy's high pitched voice shot back.

"Well, I'm Uzumaki Naruto and I'll let ya' in on a secret," he drew nearer to the other boy and whispered, "This country isn't as free as people like to think." And with the he literally kicked the other boy out of his Willow and watched him fall on his back.

The small boy coughed before sitting up and staring at the boy with absurdly light hair, who in return smiled like the goddamn Cheshire cat. "I can't believe you just did that!"

"Yea well, believe it. Now go away you're not wanted here."

"My book is still up there though!"

This threw Naruto off for a minute. "Fine I'll give you your damn book, then go away." He picked up the book and stopped. The picture the young boy had been drawing was beautiful. It was of the lake in front of them. Drawn from the perspective of someone hiding in the tree, watching the water from the veil of the willow vines. Naruto swallowed, then huffed before he raised his arm to throw the book down to the other boy.

"WAIT!" Naruto stopped.

"What?"

"Don't throw it like that damnit! You'll ruin it." The pale boys eyes were wide with worry.

"Well how else am I suppose to give it to ya'?"

"Gee I don't know maybe you could pass it to me?" his voice reeked with sarcasm.

The blonde sighed in frustration, "Fine! Then go away." He grumbled as he lowered himself to the lowest branch and thrust the book out to the boy. The dark haired boy reached his hand out to take the book but instead yanked Naruto's arm so he toppled harshly out of the tree.

"Ow! WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO THAT FOR YOU BASTARD!" he rubbed his head.

"Pay backs a bitch." He bent down, picked up his sketch book and dusted it off with his hand.

"Whatever, you Goth freak." Naruto stood up and found that the boy was a few inches taller than him.

"I am not a Goth!", the dark boy bristled.

"Mhm, sure you're not."

"I'm not!"

"Go away, goth boy."

The boy lunged himself at Naruto, knocking them both to the ground. The blonde thrashed around trying to push the other boy off but he pinned his arms to his side. They glared at each other heatedly.

"My name isn't "Goth boy" It's Uchiha Sasuke."

Sasuke head butted the blonde before picking up his sketchbook and leaving him writhing in pain. "This isn't over bastard!"

"Oh no this is just beginning, dobe."

The Uchiha turned and retreated, holding up his hand and waving boredly. He stood out in the peaceful bright park with his dark looks. Naruto spat and wiped his mouth with his arm.

"What the hell is that guy's problem? He's an idiot!"

Naruto silently prayed that he wouldn't see the other boy ever again because it would surely end in a bloody battle.

Naruto's prayers were in vain.