A/N:

So, as you may have guessed, this is the second chapter. I finished the first one somewhere around midnight (though my mother insists on that the clock was around two in the morning) and then shut down my computer and went to sleep. And this was my time, which would be the Swedish time-zone. When I woke up this morning- or a few hours later- I borrowed my mothers laptop (why is it that everyone in my family has one, and I don't?) and got a real surprise. I had no idea that I would get reviews that quick, or any at all.

My point is; Thank you, dear readers! The sun seemed to warm a little extra today!

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"Uh… Naruto."

Two eyes stared up at him, almost making him jump.

"…What…exactly are you…"

"Um... I…uh…" Sasuke, the cool, always calm and bored Uchiha, stuttered and blushed, for crying out loud!

"…doing?" Naruto finished his question, confusedly.

Oh, really, that was it. Sasuke stood up, making Naruto fall on the ground with a surprised yelp. He actually reminded Naruto of a certain Hyuuga girl.

"Whaa….what do you think I was doing, you self-absorbed little" Sasuke said, desperately looking for an appropriate word in his vocabulary. "…thing?!" was how it turned out in the end, though.

Naruto frowned. Was this some sort of joke? A henge, perhaps?

"Are you sick? You didn't get a heat stroke or something, did you?"

Sasuke saw his chance and took it.

"Ah! Un, that I've… got. And it's all because of you, dobe! If you hadn't been lying on my… I couldn't move, got it?!"

Naruto blinked a few times, trying to get the words right in his far too hot head.

Boy, it was warm today!

And, whoa, was Sasuke, like, accusing him of something? He scratched the back of his head, where the ground had hit him. Ah, something wasn't right here! Nuh-uh!

But before he could do anything for real, Sasuke was far away, cursing his sensei under his breath and looking like he might drown himself in the nearest lake (though there was almost none in Konoha that hadn't dried out).

Naruto sat under the once green tree for almost fifteen minutes before he stood up and shook his head.

Waking up with an Uchiha in his face was scary, but seeing Sasuke freak out like that? And that face... He shivered, suddenly cold. This couldn't be a good omen. Nuuuh-uh. He frowned, wondering how long that murderous, unstable and… well, how long Sasuke had been watching him.

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Kakashi looked up from his book and sneezed. He looked around when he didn't recognize the surroundings. What the hell?!

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Naruto waited for his ramen with a grimace of great displeasure. And it wasn't because of the heat.

He just didn't get it. Why had Sasuke been staring at his face like that? He'd tried everything, and yet, he had no answer. This was just getting weirder and weirder.

Before he left the tree where they had sat, he did a Kage Bushin to see if he had anything on his face. No, nothing apart from the usual. A little scar that hadn't healed just yet, but hey, that was from a branch he ran into earlier. Or, the branch kinda just appeared before him.

But, no, it couldn't be that. He checked the Bushin to see if there was anything else. Maybe Sasuke had played a trick on him. Some practical joke...? But, nah, that wouldn't be like him.

He did another Bushin and positioned them against the tree; he even transformed one of them to a perfect henge of Sasuke. But the only thing that was a bit off was his t-shirt, that exposed a little of the sealing mark on his stomach (only if he was lying down, mind). But Sasuke had been looking at his face.

And he just couldn't get that part out of his mind! He'd always known that Sasuke was strange, but hell, this certainly took the price.

He was drawn out of his thoughts by the Ichiraku owner, who told him his ramen was ready. He thanked him and began to slurp it up. He was alone in the stall. Nobody seemed to want hot ramen when they felt like overcooked noodles themselves.

Naruto sighed, a heartbreaking sigh that made the owners daughter turn around and look at him.

A voice in his head told him that he was being silly. But come on, his eternal rival had been staring at his face for god knows how long while he was asleep! Instead of listening to that voice in his head, he began planning for his next move. He'd never listened to it anyway.

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Sasuke closed the door to his apartment and locked it. He was finally able to smack his face and groan. Okay, so it was quite a while ago that he accepted that he had feeling for the Kyuubi-host. He'd gotten used to the almost-blushes and jumps that his heart did when Naruto entered a room. He'd adapted.

But he hadn't been prepared for the consequences his blue eyes brought. Sasuke usually avoided looking Naruto in his eyes, making the boy feel utterly ignored and looked down on.

He went over to the refrigerator and took out a bottle of some cold liquid. He leaned his head against the cold surface of the refrigerator and held the bottle against the blood-vein in his neck. This whole thing was insane! Since that incident, he'd been unable to think about anything else than those wonderful and soft, though somehow sharp, eyes.

Although blue and innocent they didn't reveal much. Ah, well, sure they did, one always knew what kind of mood Naruto was in just by looking at him, into his eyes, but they didn't reveal Naruto's…Naruto's…. Sasuke groaned and threw himself on his bed. What on earth was he babbling about?

"What the hell, Sasuke? What is happening to you?" he murmured and sighed.

But really, it was something with those blue eyes. Sasuke felt like screaming out loud and pulled a pillow over his head. He got a strong deja vú feeling about those thoughts. He felt like a love-sick schoolgirl. Lame. Lame.

He slowly sat up after a minute, pinching the back of his nose, trying to think clear. Okay. Naruto had been sleeping in his lap. No, on his legs, somewhere around knee-level. Big difference. So what would this lovely kitsune think?

Sasuke tried to imagine what Naruto might try to confront him with. First of all, Sasuke stood up and looked himself in the mirror. He was doomed if he had looked anything else than bored. He could only hope he hadn't. Why did he have to freak out like that? It was too damn obvious. He didn't want Naruto to find out that he loved him. Not like this.

Naruto was ready to do something dramatic. He had wandered around town all day, trying to gain some inspiration. But he still wasn't close to find out what really happened earlier. So when the clock was near five, he gave up. Not gave up as in gave up, but as in gave up the senseless wandering.

He sat down under a tree in an almost deserted park. He looked into the sunset and thought hard. People who happened to pass by could almost literary see grey smoke rise from his ears.

He'd been sitting there thinking for almost an hour when a little girl out walking with her mum could have sworn that she saw a lamp being lit somewhere above his head.

A few hand-moves (and a bleeding thumb) later, a Kage Bushin and a little red frog appeared in front of him. The little (though surprisingly big) frog coughed out smoke with a surprised little yelp. Naruto looked at him with a look on his face that would resemble any ones mother when catching kids with their hands in the cookie jar.

"Don't tell me you've been smoking your fathers' pipe again, Gamakichi?"

A faint shadow of red appeared on what could be the frogs already red cheeks.

"Oi, state your business, brat."

"I need help."

The frog coughed a final time and laughed bitterly, half-choked.

"Yeah, yeah, surprise me sometime, will ya?"

Naruto grinned at his old friend.

"It has been a while, huh?"

"Has it?"

Naruto glared at him.

"Something tells me you haven't missed me."

"I'm hurt. Who wouldn't miss you, little fox?"

Naruto rolled his eyes and quickly told Gamakichi about everything that happened earlier, with the Shadow clone to fill in where Naruto had forgotten. The frog sat quiet the entire time. He didn't want to admit, but he looked at Naruto as a friend.

"So, now you're wondering why Sasuke was staring at you."

"Exactly."

The frog seemed to fall into deep thought.

"Well...that is a good question."

Naruto nodded eagerly.

"You know you sleep with your mouth open, and that you snore often?"

Naruto paled.

"How would you know?!"

The frogs grin widened.

"That's another very good question."

Naruto glared at him. Then he sighed and lay down on the sunburnt grass. The sun was setting and the sky was painted in rose-red and pink. A cloud, looking like a mouse or whatever, floated by above him, apparently content with the way the world acted.

"Well, I guess... I guess I'll just have to let it go. It not like he's going to tell me anyway, right? But it's just…that look on his face. I can't get it out of my head! It's so not Sasuke."

The shadow clone put up a sad face and sighed. The frog seemed a bit freaked out to be sitting with two depressed Naruto's'.

"Hm, yeah. You don't suppose he likes you?"

"Sure, we like each other. But that's nothing you..."

It took a while for him to understand what the frog really meant. He got up and stared at Gamakichi for a minute with his mouth open, much like a fish actually. The frog wondered if he was gonna survive dinner.

"Y-You! Sas...? No!"

"Yeah, yeah, but didn't you just say you liked each other?"

Naruto waved his hand furiously, as if he tried to wipe the thought away,

"Tsk, we're friends. There's a difference, you know. Besides, he has half of the village kunoichis' as a fan club, and the rest of the civilians. Even some boys! Why would-"

A bored, I-don't-really-even-want-to-be-here-so-make-it-quick look from the frog shut him up. He was about to say something, but he couldn't find the words.

Finally, he turned the other way and waved his hand a final time.

"Argh, you silly old frog. Go home. I need to think."

The frog grinned again (or did he just never stop?).

"Ja ne!"

"Hn."

And the frog was gone. The clone and Naruto lay down once more on the grass and waited for the sun to set, both apparently in deep thought.

Naruto woke up at the time of five a clock. He'd been tossing and turning all night, finally fallen asleep at three and then woken up two hours later. He stayed in bed for an hour, but then frustrated threw the sheets away when he started sweating.

He drew the curtains away and found himself staring into a burning hot sun. He frowned. He felt a terrible headache coming. Probably from too little sleep and too much thinking. He took a quick shower and put on some clothes. He paid a visit to his refrigerator, but it wasn't many eatable things in there, and he didn't have the heart to kill those small life forms that had somehow started living in there. Probably mutants from the far too old cheese. He decided that a visit to Ichiraku would do good, and maybe some shopping at the end of the day.

He tied his hitae-ate to his forehead and opened the door. Stepping out on the crowded street, he found Genma and Raidou walking together. He was just about to say hello when Genma snuck his arm around Raidou's waist and placed a kiss on his neck. Naruto paled and was about to run, or flee, whichever you choose, when Genma spotted him.

"Oh, Naruto-kun! On your way to Ichiraku?"

Naruto nodded with difficulty.

"U-un. A boy need breakfast so, ah, well, s-see ya!"

Raidou and Genma stared at the spot where Naruto had been standing just a second ago.

"What was that?" A curious Raidou asked. Genma shrugged.

"I don't know, love. Maybe he was hungry."

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When Naruto reached the ramen stall, he was breathing hard from all the running. The ramen owner placed a bowl in front of him as if he'd been waiting for the young man. Naruto nodded thanks and started eating. But he choked when Izumo and Kotetsu walked by, hand in hand.

"Yo, Naruto. You shouldn't eat so fast, you know."

Naruto coughed and stared at them. Izumo frowned.

"Something the matter, Naruto?"

Naruto shook his head fiercely.

Kotetsu looked at his clock and squeezed Izumo's hand.

"We need to hurry, or the Hokage's gonna throw more than just a chair out of her window!"

"Oh, right. Well, see you around Naruto, and take it easy with the ramen!"

Naruto's eyes widened. What was going on in Konoha?!

He finished his ramen and started to walk towards the bridge, trying not to look any other way than straight forward. But suddenly, he saw couples all over the place. He started running again when Shino and Kiba, who'd been standing in the shadows of a house doing... Well, never mind, but you can't really blame him. That's just not sane.

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Sakura arrived at the bridge two minutes late (not that anyone except Sasuke was there to tell about it). She leaned at the rail, a bit out of breath after running.

"Ohayo, Sasuke-kun!"

"Mm."

Sakura glared at him. What the hell was he so grumpy about? That self-absorbed bastard. When she thought about it, he'd never said 'Good morning' or even a 'Hi' to her, and he never smiled, either. What was his problem? Just because he was much better at the ninja arts than most of the villagers! There's no need to look down at everyone! Someone should tell him that straight to his face. Hell yeah!

"Hey, it couldn't hurt if you were even a bit nice once in a while, Sasuke!"

It took her a full two seconds to pale and slam her hands over her mouth. She didn't just say that to Sasuke? Did she?!

Sasuke was as surprised as she was. Could it be that his fan club (because Sakura was something of a president in said club) started to lose interest in him? Fortunately, that was the moment where Naruto decided to show up. Sasuke looked away, not ready to meet his gaze. When Naruto decided to sit down just a meter from him, Sasuke paled too. Though Naruto didn't seem to notice, probably because he was in what some people would call 'chock'.

So, when Kakashi finally arrived, he found his three students deathly pale, one with her hands still tightly around her mouth, one staring into the air like he just seen a ghost tap-dancing and not knowing whether to laugh or cry about it, and one who tried to look bored, but just ending up wide-eyed and with his mouth so tightly shut that his lips were practically none-existent.

Kakashi debated with himself if he shouldn't just run back to his lovely dolphin and sleep for the rest of the day.

TBC

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Okay guys, this was it. And I'm not happy about it. It didn't turn out well. But the next chapter will (hopefully). Though, I don't know when that will be. I won't be able to write in the coming week; too much homework and school stuff. And my birthday are on Friday the 16th (which is also my fathers birthday - god help us), and there's some party going on among my friends, probably on Saturday. And our relatives will most likely be coming here from Stockholm. Well, we'll see each other somewhere in the future (if I survive my cousins, that is… wish me good luck)

And thank you, TheCamoSquirrel. Birthdays are something special. To have the feeling that everything in the world is about you for just one day is something wonderful!

Live Long and Prosper

Shikams