Note - This is my first story. So comment, flame, do whatever you want. But please don't do so much damage to my 14 year old heart.

Summary - Everything is the same like the original story. PSYCH! There's yaoi related scenes/drama/hbananas/humor. Involving surprising couples and outcomes.

Disclaimer - I own nothing but the actions that take place in this story.

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The scene starts off with a police department.

"Oi. Uzumaki Naruto eh?"

"Um. Yes err..." The blonde's eyes squinted to it's classic look trying to focus on the man's name tag.

"... Hatake Kakashi."

"Hmm. So you wanna join the force.." The rather tall pointy white haired man scruffled through some papers on his desk.

"So much sir."

"Hmm..? Well anyway, we don't just hand out jobs to random strangers. And lucky for you, you're the last person that's able to sign up!"

"Awesome!"

"Yes yes, what we do here, is the one of the most important things that help this city from crumbling to chaos. The more recruits, the better. But since that new law, we're not able to hire just anyone anymore. So you'll be tested."

A sweat drop rolled down the white's cheek as he watched the blonde, looking up and down to his little book writting down notes and shaking his head rather furiously.

"...err.. and.. that test will began momentarily. Just wait in that room for a sec." He motioned his hand to a door, and Naruto followed the direction.

'Hmmmmm... I wonder wat's in-- JAHDSAKFJHB!!'

The blonde peered in and saw a ridiculous amount of people that he knew from grade school. BUT! espicially noticed one person, and it had to be THAT PERSON.

He slowly walked in, and sat directly across from that specific person. He clenched his fists, staring across the room, looking into those black eyes.

Ugly, Stuck up, Bastard. I hate those eyes. Those freakin' mesmorizing eyes..

Everyone in the room was sitting really close to that specific person. And they all stared back at Naruto. It was rather annoying. Don't you hate it, when you know someone is looking directly at you, and when you get annoyed and you stare back. They STILL STARE AT YOU. That was what Naruto was feeling. But.. maybe 20x more worse.

'Freakin bastards! WTF ARE YOU LOOKING AT?!'

In a quick second, gasps were heard as that specific person got up and walked across the room. The crowd watched curiously at what sort of event was about to take place.

"Tch." The blonde coughed, turning his head away from that specific person.

Only the people on the other side of the room were talking. Talking about the other two boys on the other side.

"What's with that loser?"

"Why does he hate him?"

The figure sat next to Naruto smirking. He also looked the opposite direction.

"I heard they were both really close friends."

"How can you hate him?"

"What do you mean close..?"

A chill crawled up the blonde's nerves. Hearing his name constantly mumbled under those annoying breathes. Oh how he wanted to jump on those kids. Naruto cursed in his head, and totally forgot about the boy sitting really close to him.

"I missed you, dobe." He spoke.

'That cold voice.. I remembered how much I hated it... how much I loved it..'

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Please excuse my story telling. I've lost my putting-my-personality-perception skills into my ideas to make them remotely funny. Well now I'm warning you, I'm going to TRY to make it as funny as it can be, but also making you cry, and feel so bad that you'd want to go emo for our little blonde. 8D