SORRY GUYS! The last one accidentally got deleted, so I had to repost this! o.o

A/N: I figured it would be safe to take on a second story. :) This idea has been floating around in my head for a while now, and I just decided to let it free. First chapter's short, but I just wanted to show you what it was going to be about. ;D

Neaty cleany Uchiha being forced to live with a messy messy Uzumaki. Ooooh deeeeaaarr!

Disclaimer: Just borrowing them.

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He pushed him off the rope without even thinking twice about it. He had pushed the idiot off the rope, and now he was unconscious on the floor, blood pooling on the ground around his head, and one of his legs in an unnatural position. He couldn't stop trying to figure out what possessed him to do something so stupid. But he did it, and it was his fault.

He was going to be in so much trouble.

Naruto couldn't stop chewing on his bottom lip, shifting from foot to foot, hands twitching nervously. He took a deep shaky breath, stuffing his hands in his pockets to keep them from shaking.

He almost wanted to go over and make sure that he was all right, but his already-damaged pride, and the fact that Sasuke's unconscious form was absolutely surrounded by all of the other students and the teacher prevented it.

He was unquestionably in so much freaking trouble…

There were sirens outside of the building.

Oh God… Sirens.

This was really serious.

His nervousness grew. WHY did he do that?

He brought his hand up to run it through his hair, not able to stand still, doing his best to enjoy the moment he was being ignored. He knew for a fact that as soon as Sasuke was taken away, all negative attention would be focused on him. It's not like he actually meant to hurt him, he just…

He felt something dribble down his chin, and brought his finger to wipe it away. It was blood. He must have bitten too hard into his lip…

He swallowed, not quite sure what he should be doing. He wondered why he was so anxious. Uchiha was going to be okay… As much as he hated to admit it, if anyone could fall 15 feet, bump their head, land oddly, and still be okay… it was…

It was probably, maybe Sasuke…

But he hadn't been ready, and Naruto knew it.

Oh God.

As two or three men clad in white medical scrubs came in, and disappeared into the crowd of students, Naruto went cold. What if something really serious happened? What if he really, really hurt him? Things would get very complicated for him. He promised his foster father that he would be on his best behavior this year. He swore that he wouldn't do anything stupid, as long as he could help it. But there he was, standing awkwardly to the side, watching his stupid mistake develop more and more with every passing minute. His foster father would no doubt be one of the first to know.

He didn't like Sasuke at all. They had practically hated each other since day one of being in that school. They were always at each other's throats, always competing, always trying to outdo each other in any way that they could. It had always been that way. And when he finally outdid Sasuke, it was a big mess up on his part. It not like he could blame the other boy, anyway. The only thing his classmates saw was Naruto shoving Sasuke off the rope. That gave them everything they needed.

As much as he disliked every aspect about Sasuke… he didn't want him to be permanently impaired or anything. Any smugness that he had by pushing Sasuke off of the rope in gym was quickly replaced by horror when he heard a dull 'Thud', and noticed Sasuke lying on the floor beneath him.

He hadn't been able to catch himself.

It was really stupid of him, and he recognized it. Now he just had to wait for the abuse of everyone else. But he wouldn't run away, he had to… you know, live up to his mistake and make it right. But he couldn't do anything. The most he knew how to do was put on a band aid… He doubted VERY much that a band aid would have helped much at this point.

They had been racing up 15 feet of rope in gym class. That was it. Completely harmless. Just a race to the bell at the top of the rope. Sasuke was winning, though, and Naruto quickly saw the opportunity to strike… he hardly had time to think before he stretched over, and shoved, but now he wish he had. He knew he had taken the rivalry too far the moment he watched Sasuke fall. There was no way he could pin the blame on Sasuke not being quick enough to save himself.

It was times like that, that made him want to sink through the floor, and pretend it had never happened. Things were fine ten minutes ago. But now, they definitely weren't.

They were taking Sasuke out on a stretcher now, and he was most definitely unconscious. A few of his devoted fan club members ran after him in panicked worry, while most of the class watched anxiously.

The teacher, Kakashi, was talking calmly to one of the paramedics. His calmness was almost relieving in the situation, but he still found himself to feel… guilty.

It had been a long time since he found himself feeling guilty over much of anything. He didn't like second-guessing himself, which is where guilt often began.

People's glares slowly started to shift to him. He shifted his weight nervously, losing any confidence that he had before, and lowered his gaze to the floor. He could feel their stares, but did his best to focus elsewhere. There was still blood where Sasuke had fallen. He must have hit his head pretty hard. His stomach knotted up uncomfortably at the thought. If something really horrible went wrong, he would be the one to blame.

"NARUTO! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU!?"

Naruto jumped, but kept his eyes down. The voice belonged to Sakura; one of Sasuke's devoted admiring onlookers, and Naruto's almost secret crush. Her voice was livid and shaking, and he had no doubts that her expression matched her tone perfectly. She continued.

"HE DIDN'T EVEN DO ANYTHING TO YOU THIS TIME! HOW COULD YOU DO SOMETHING LIKE THAT COMPLETELY UNPROVOKED? IT WAS UTTERLY DESPICABLE! WHAT KIND OF ILLOGICAL THOUGHT WAS CROSSING YOUR MIND WHEN YOU DECIDED TO DO THAT!? OH LET ME GUESS- NOTHING!" Her voice echoed throughout the gym, and not once did Naruto have the courage to look up at her. The tie in his stomach tightened considerably with her rant. Sakura didn't take crap from anyone, and stood up for the ones she cared about, and he found himself admiring her for that. But when it was protecting someone like Sasuke… he couldn't help but feel a bit of annoyance.

She wouldn't be yelling at Sasuke if he pushed him off of the rope.

"Sakura, that is enough." Kakashi's calm voice cut through the silence in which Sakura was getting ready to yell again. Kakashi turned to his classmates."Class, you are dismissed for today. Naruto Uzumaki, please come with me."

The entire class was chattering quietly among themselves as they walked to their respective locker rooms. He could feel their stares and glares against him. He knew what he did was wrong, damn it, why did they have to accentuate it?

He tried to shake off their stares, and followed Kakashi who was walking leisurely to the double doors leading to the hallway. There was no doubt about it, they were on their way to the headmaster's office.

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The walk to the headmaster's office was silent and awkward with no interaction, save Kakashi sending him an occasional half-lidded glance in which Naruto made special care to heatedly look away from.

It was a dreary, dark, tiring day. The campus was wet with rainwater, and students he saw out of the windows made their way to their destination with backpacks held over their heads, and hoods up.

It was cold inside the building, and the hallways were wet. He had half a thought to go back to his gym locker and get his jacket, but obviously he had to go an explain the 'accident' to the headmaster, his father, and no doubt Kakashi would stick around to listen in. A lot of the time, he felt like he was always under a microscope when with Kakashi. It was almost as if he intrigued him in some way, like an animal at the zoo.

Every time Naruto opened his mouth to speak, Kakashi would listen intently, as if listening to something important that he would need someday. Whenever he made some sort of rash move, Kakashi was there watching, fascinated. He wondered why, but figured that it was just the way he was. He was very observing.

And weird.

Definitely the weirdest teacher on campus… From his personality, to his appearance.

Naruto looked at him from the corner of his eye. He was tall, lean, and always had an uninterested expression on his face. One of his eyes was always covered with a simple black band, but the one that was exposed was always half closed. His hair was dark gray and at an odd angle, but despite the, he was not old at all. He couldn't possible be past his late 20's. He walked with somewhat of a tranquil slump, with his hands in his pockets, staring ahead.

In no time at all they had made it to the headmaster's office. Kakashi took a step forward and rapped twice on it gently with the back of his knuckles.

"Tsunade, Naruto and I need to have a talk with you."

After a moment of hearing rustling papers from behind the door, there was a strong, yet flustered female voice from behind the door.

"Come in!"

Wasting no time, Kakashi opened the door and walked in, followed by Naruto.

The room certainly was not new. He was one of the biggest troublemakers in the whole school as a child, and as he grew older, his visits were less frequent, yet when he was sent there, it was usually for something quite bad.

Tsunade, the headmaster frowned at him with painted red lips.

"What did you do this time, Uzumaki?" Her eyes narrowed, her attention going from a piece of paper in front of her, directly on him. Her blonde hair was pulled over one shoulder, and her fingernails were tapping impatiently on the desk.

Naruto felt his gut clench again, and looked back at Kakashi, as if asking for help, but Kakashi only raised an eyebrow at him.

"Well…?"

She must have been in a bad mood… this was not good for him.

He took a deep breath, trying to figure out how he should put it. He felt shaky and unsure. For all he knew, he killed Sasuke… How was he supposed to explain something like that?

"I… er…" He sounded as unsure as he felt. "Uchiha-… he-… I pushed-… in gym-… Rope-… and he fell, and then Kakashi called the paramedics, and they came, and now he's-…" He paused, tongue not quite working as confidently as he wanted.

Tsunade shifted her stare at Kakashi.

"In gym they were racing up the ropes. Naruto pushed Sasuke off, and he's now getting medically treated." He summed it up quickly, and quietly.

Tsunade once again went back to staring hard at Naruto.

"You PUSHED another student off of a rope!? NARUTO! What were you thinking!?"

"I… He was there… and I… I was about to win… and he was almost there too… and I thought that I could just stall him for a moment… but he fell, and I didn't-…." He was truly at a loss for words. Tsunade actually stood up, hands flat on the desk, glare menacing.

"You know that, that kind of behavior it not tolerated! There is no way that you're going to get out of this unpunished, Uzumaki! That was by FAR one of the most hardheaded things that you have ever had the nerve to do before!"

Naruto had felt defeated the moment he walked into the door. There was no winning this fight.

"I know…"

"Detention for the rest of the year! Cafeteria duty! Scrubbing the bathroom with a TOOTHBRUSH! No more gym class! No more-"

Kakashi cut her off.

"Tsunade, if I may…"

Tsunade glanced at both of them harshly, before slowly sitting down, and motioning for him to continue.

"The paramedic I was speaking with before they took him to the hospital wing said that the most damage he could see him having was a concussion, and a definite broken leg. The concussion will clear up in no time if it was as minor as he said it was and no problems arise, but the leg is going to cause problems in his day-to-day activities. Carrying his school bag, getting around his dorm room, getting down stairs, preparing food, ect… Since he has no roommate, he has no one who could help him if he had a problem, or something went terribly wrong while he was alone."

Naruto did not like where this was going.

"Fortunately, Uzumaki also does not have a roommate."

They couldn't possibly be thinking…

Tsunade smiled softly, eyes suddenly shining with slyness, mood completely changing. "I see. Then for the next month, Naruto will watch over Sasuke, and tend to his every want and need."

"WHAT!? I AM NOT GOING TO-"

"Naruto, you know as they say, you break it you buy it."

"I'm going to be sick…"

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A/N: So what do you guys thing? o: Should I continue? Potential? Should I leave it be:) Opinions would be awesome guys.