Disclamer: Naruto belongs to Masashi Kishimoto!

Here's an update! I love writing this. There is a bit less stupidness in this one, well it all goes with my mood. I hope it's okay!

"Hey. What are you doing?"

Naruto sat on his bed, under his covers, sniffling and coughing. He hated everything, absolutely everything. And especially running noses, missing voices, lack of appetite and pure loneliness. He kept staring some time at his phone screen before comprehending what was written. Oh. Sasuke talked to him. Well maybe he wasn't so bored, lonely and hateful. Okay, Naruto was never in a bad mood for too long.

"am breathing" he replied simply, laughing silently – he had no voice – at his own cleverness. Take that Sass'!

He then put the cover off himself, shuddering at the difference in temperature. It was all dark in his room, and he was glad because the light wouldn't seem to just shut up and let him be. It was just so loud his brain couldn't function (did it ever?). He took a look at the street from his window, only seeing a cat which seemed to have no worry in the world. Naruto would honestly freak out being alone outside at 3AM. Cats were so badass.

3AM. Wait. Did Sasuke send him a text at this time? He looked again at his phone, receiving yet another text.

"I didn't doubt that yet. Why are you even answering?"

The blond man narrowed his eyes at his phone, utterly confused. Was his reply not necessary? But, when someone asks a question, it's polite to reply! For once in his life, he actually tried to be polite, so why did Sasuke have to spoil this, huh? That prick.

He felt his head ache. Well, why would anyone bother trying to understand Sasuke's way?

"'Cause I have those weird things called fingers attached to my hands, and obviously they love answering you, sorry for that, it can't be helped. What's up with you dude?"

He continued staring at his phone, waiting for an answer because he didn't have anything to do anyway. He had slept for hours on a row, and though his body still felt a bit of fatigue, he didn't feel like falling into Morpheus' arms any time soon. He didn't feel like doing anything at the time but talk to Sasuke.

"It was a way of asking you why you were still awake, dumbass. I'm okay. The sandman's just fucking laaate."

Naruto smiled a bit. Well, that was ironic. He overslept, and his friend wanted to sleep but obviously couldn't. He felt a bit excited, and he didn't even know why. It was like when a friend slept over and you had secret conversations until late in the night.

"Woke up like thirty minutes ago 'n am so sick I'd make sickness look healthy, I'd sing a lullaby for you but my throat's sore. Are you insomniac or something?"

He hopped out of bed, fighting off his dizziness, and made his way to his kitchen, phone in hand. Might as well drown in coffee if he didn't plan on sleeping. That would make him alert. He let the microwave warm a cup of water and glanced at his phone. An answer, sweet.

"Makes me think we should have a phone call someday, I'm a bit curious. Not normally insomniac, I don't know what's going on in my mind lately and it's irritating. Are you taking medication properly?"

His nervousness rose instantly, even though Sass' wasn't talking about, well, right now. He didn't like phone calls, he just tended to stutter and be awkward. Well, especially if he talked with someone for the first time. Seriously, texting was better. And what if I his voice sounded stupid to his friend, anyway? … Well actually it was sometimes high-pitched and utterly annoying, but that was a habit of his. He was totally aware of it, yep.

"yup why not someday. Coffee is my medicine, hehe. Are you like, IN LOVE? Cuz' y'know, people in love don't eat lots 'n don't sleep lots and become instantly cute 'n things! Love's so gooood~"

He smirked at his phone even though Sasuke couldn't see him. He knew his friend wasn't the blue flower type of person. But well, that wouldn't be too surprising if he had fallen in love. Love was normal, after all. Maybe he'd be a bit jealous, though. The type of jealousy you throw in the back of your mind and forget forever after.

He put some instant coffee in his cup, ignoring the sugar begging to be used. He liked the taste that came with coffee. Well, he learned to like it somehow after years of disgust. Surely, it was because he felt that sleep would go away faster if no sugar was added. He didn't know if it was right though.

"Take REAL medicine, gosh, coffee won't help. NO, I'm not in love, and NO I'm not in denial, don't even try, and love's not that easy of a thing. Take medicine, now."

Naruto took a gulp of his coffee and put it on his table. He had burned his tongue. Was Sasuke a witch who could burn people at distance for not obeying her? Surely, "she" had teamed up with his microwave.

No one was to be trusted, the world was against him, and his tongue was stinging.

"Okay okay, god Sass' you don't have to be so worried about me. I'm not dying yet, y'know. Though that's cute, so you have the cute thing and the no sleep thing, don't eat and I'll take it as in you're in love with the god I am! oh, everyone loves me"

That was purely ironic. Not everyone did love him. Actually some hated him from the depths of their souls. He wasn't sure if he knew the reason or not, but he didn't want to think about it. He was just glad high school – and thus bullying and pretending not to notice said thing – was over. The adult world didn't suck that much, though some wanted him to be more responsible, serious and- well, everything.

He looked at his cup and decided to forget its existence, looking back at his phone.

"Aw just shut up, too bad I'm eating pancakes. Die and see if I care… But I do because the only partly-not-annoying person with messed up sleeping schedules I know is you. Don't die or I'll be bored. That's a threat you know. Just don't die okay?"

Naruto pouted because Sasuke completely ignored the "everyone loves me" part. And then he arched his eyebrow because wow, that was honest. And terribly cute. And somehow worrying because, well, why was Sasuke asking him cutely and honestly not to die? … That wasn't something you asked anyone. Well, anyone not dying. Like, going on the street and telling a stranger 'Hey please don't die okay?' and the stranger would smile and say 'Okay but that's because you asked me, I'm going not to die, for you, but that's going out of my way huh so remember this!'.

It was a bit ridiculous. But in some way, that meant Naruto wasn't just some stranger for Sasuke.

It was a bit flattering.

"Okay, no worry, I'm not planning on dying. You're weird when you lack sleep. I want pancakes toooo! Oh and guess what? I just realized I don't even have medicine in the first place. hehe"

He knew that somewhere in the world, someone facepalmed. He smiled sheepishly as he rummaged through the drawer a second time. No pills. Maybe coffee would be sufficient.

"…. I don't want you to rub off on me with your stupidity, so I'm gonna sleep now. Looks like I'm better."

"Oh okay, am glad! Good night! And I'm not stupid"

"You are. Thanks"

"AM NOT"

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