Naruto's house was huge, practically a mansion that made me immensely envious at first glance. I live in a loft at the very edge of Tokyo and Naruto got to live in this place? What made him so special? What made him better than me? I stopped my thoughts there, not allowing my poor stature to get the better of me anymore.

I walked stiffly up to the front door and rang the doorbell. A pleasant chime wrung through the house that made me feel completely out of place. I waited a long time for someone to come and, when they finally did, I was shocked to see a woman in a very skimpy maid's outfit, leaning over much more than necessary to bring emphasis to her large breasts, and she talked in a high pitched voice with almost no intelligence behind her words.

"Yes?"

I stood in shocked silence for a moment, unable to process why Naruto would have this type of woman running around his house.

She blinked a couple of times slowly, "Can I help you?"

"Is Naruto here?" I was finally able to make my vocals work properly.

"Ah?" the way she spoke, how can I explain? There was a question at the end of all her sentences. "I think he's here?" she looked behind her and I caught a glimpse of frilly pink undies as the skirt swirled easily around her upper thighs. "Naruto-kun?" she yelled and we both waited to see if there would be a response. "Is he expecting you?"

"Should be…" I grunted and she smiled a vacant smile.

Something seemed to occur to her and she bowed low to me, "If you wouldn't mind waiting in the den for a minute I think I know where he is?"

"Sure," I muttered and she led me to the inner hallway, which was huge, and decorated, with portraits of both Naruto and a white haired man who was vaguely familiar to me.

She took off, her long purple hair bouncing along with her breasts. I watched her go with interest and wondered why Naruto had asked me to 'hang out'. I surprisingly didn't have long to think because a cursing blonde and the ditzy purple haired maid came walking quickly up.

"I hope you came and got me right away." Snapped Naruto, glaring at her body like it was getting on his nerves. "And you should know by now that you aren't supposed to dress like that unless Jiraiya is here. He's on vacation and I'm not into you!"

"I know? I just like it!" she giggled and ran off when Naruto shooed her away.

"Hey," Naruto gave me a lopsided grin and I stared blankly at him in response. "Awkward…" he chimed and I huffed with annoyance.

"What did you want to do?"

"You wanna see a movie or something? Or would you prefer to just stay here and find something to do…?" Naruto wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.

My glare made him shiver and I could have sworn that I saw a look of excitement in those large blue eyes. "Look, if this is a joke don't try anything, just let me know so I can go back home."

Naruto looked over my shoulder, trying to identify a car that I didn't have. "How did you get here?"

"It's called walking, ever heard of it?"

"If you're going to be this unpleasant the entire time I don't know why I would even bother with you. Now, movie or home?"

I stood there for a long time, trying and failing to out-glare the blonde fool, before enquiring, "What movies are out?"

We took his car, okay one of his many cars, and we saw an action movie in the most expensive gallery possible, ate dinner at a kind of fancy, kind of not restaurant, and he paid for it all like it was nothing. Afterwards we debated on whether or not I should go back to his home and I firmly decided it would be a bad idea. Not that I didn't want to but I didn't want to fall asleep and wake up with some kind of embarrassing situation on my hands where we would have to move yet again.

"Would you like to go out again tomorrow? I had loads of fun."

I looked back at him and nodded my head mutely. He had kind of gotten me to talk but he had made it clear he would want me to talk more later. I wasn't sure if I wanted him to get to know me, I wasn't sure I wanted to let him into my shell. And I wasn't completely sure I was going to have a choice in the matter.


Temari was waiting up for me when I got home and she smiled hopefully. "Well?"

"It was…fun." I wouldn't say anymore no matter how much she begged to know. I went to bed that night and actually got about five minutes of sleep before my insomnia woke me up and I had to sit around and wait until I could make breakfast.


I walked to Naruto's house the next day, hoping that he would be home and at the same time hoping he wouldn't. I didn't have money for a taxi or a bus, so this is what I had for transportation: my feet. When I rang the doorbell the same woman from before opened the door and smiled at me.

"Are you looking for Naruto-sama?"

"Yeah…"

She ran off, closing the door in my face probably without meaning to. I stood impatiently, feeling like a bum in such a nice neighborhood. A woman walking her dog gave me a shrewd look before shoving her nose into the air and walking quickly off in a huff. I felt humiliated, wanting to crawl into a little ball and hide in a corner until the day I died for having stepped foot in this place. The feeling made me angry, I had never been ashamed about my roots before—mostly—so why did I feel the need to be so darned now?

Naruto opened the door a couple of minutes after the old lady had walked by, scolding his maid for not letting me in like she had last time and shooing her away. "There's nothing I can do about the way she dresses now that Jiraiya is home." He rubbed the back of his head and smiled sheepishly, like he was embarrassed by her in general.

It took me a moment to realize that he was dripping wet and in a towel that was slowly slipping off his slender hips. "Was this a bad time?" I adverted my eyes quickly.

"No, not at all." He then looked down at his own body and I watched color rush to his cheeks, "I suppose I should put some clothes on though, heh. Would you like to come in?"

I shook my head no, the picture of the old woman from before still running through my mind. How could I have let myself believe for even a second that I would be welcome here?

"It will only take a second…"

"No, I should go."

He grabbed my hand, no longer holding the towel together, the material slowly slipping apart. My eyes traveled down his body without my consent and I noticed curly blonde pubes peaking out of the top. "Sorry but I know it was a long walk, the least you could do would be to let me drive you home."

"Sure…" I couldn't breathe, my eyes riveted on that tan skin, still wet with water and oh so yummy.

"Then come in while I get dressed," he dragged me into his house, not giving me time to say yes or no as he led me to his room. "Wait right here," he pushed me gently onto his bed, smiling as he rushed into the bathroom that was connected to his bedroom.

I waited, like I was told, for him to get back out into his room. I tapped my knee, stomped my foot rapidly, looked around. His room was nice, with thick curtains that blocked the view of the outside world; a big bed tastefully decorated with black blankets and—uh—orange pillows. The wood that the dresser, bed, computer desk, and TV stand consisted of mahogany that was stained a very rich black. The TV was freaking huge, surround sound speakers coated the room, and a cd player that I couldn't have afforded if I sold my soul to the devil completed the electrical collection...to some extent. On the desk was a whole bundle of wires, soldering guns, pliers, and who knows what else. It all looked very much like Naruto was tinkering with something electric and complicated.

I stood from the bed and looked at the built in cabinet of video games that took up an entire—and one of the longer—walls of Naruto's room, practically drooling as I noticed that he had almost every game ever invented for every type of game station there was. I couldn't stop myself when I snatched at Fable, holding it in my hands like it was the most precious thing in the world.

"You like X-box?" I turned around suddenly, wishing I hadn't been caught red handed. "I can let you play…"

"Playing a game with only one person isn't very interesting." I set it back in its exact place, my fingers lingering over the shelf.

"Then pick a two player game, I don't care which."

I looked over the shelves, sticking with the ones that had to do with the original X-box consul because that was the one I knew the best. I recognized a game suddenly and pulled it off of the shelf with shaking hands. I'd had to sell my copy of this game years ago, just so I could afford to buy some groceries for my family. I hadn't played it in so long…

"Magic the Gathering tm (AN: that is supposed to be the little sign that shows it's not to be used lightly)? Nice choice, it's one of my favorites."

I nodded my head, having already noticed that Naruto had walked up behind me. I handed the case to him sheepishly, wondering why I had let him stand so close to me without freaking out like I normally do.

He took the case from me, touching my fingers unnecessarily, and he hooked up an X-box to his huge TV. He plopped the disk into the slot and handed me a controller.

"Do you know how to play this?"

I nodded my head again and waited for him to start it. We didn't use custom characters, rather ones that were already made for us and we went at it, battling for hours, neither of us really winning over the other.

Until I really started trying, that is.

I whooped Naruto's ass, using a Krovikan Vampire to kill and take over his Giant Spiders so they attacked him rather than protect him like they were supposed to. Naruto's character had already been low on life thanks to my Soul Feast draining four life from him every time I used it. His own spiders killed him before he could accumulate enough Mana to be able to use Unsummon and save himself.

Naruto sat back, his eyes wide with shock, and couldn't believe it. "How did you beat me?"

I shrugged my shoulders and placed the controller carefully on the ground. Naruto smiled at me, and I found myself gently smiling back.


I don't know how it happened. One minute Naruto and I were talking about video games and the next he's kissing me tenderly, gently, he was nervous about me saying no and didn't want to piss me off too badly if I turned out to not be 'that way'. When we were done he smiled at me, pulling away just enough to show me he wasn't pressuring me to go any farther.

"Sorry, you just…" he smiled dumbly at me, "Well you just looked so cute just then."

"Shut up," I snapped, slugging him in the arm hard enough to crack my knuckles.

He cried out in pain and attacked me, shoving me back onto the bed, and pinning me down rather easily. I snarled some unpleasant words at him but the blonde just laughed, grinding down onto me as I bucked up almost violently. I froze, feeling a rather hard stone pressing against my hip, Naruto smiling devilishly at me as if that should have been the most obvious reaction to the situation at hand.

"Wanna help me out with it?"

I gaped at him in utter shock incapable of believing that he really had just dared to ask me that.

"Oh come on, it's not like you haven't ever done anything with a guy before, right?" I wouldn't meet his eyes and he snickered cruelly, "It's okay, I don't mind you being a virgin…"

"I'm not," I snapped and shoved him roughly off of me, "I should go." When I stood up he didn't try to stop me.