Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to Evanesvence, Paramore, or any other song lyrics used; their is nothing but gud wholesome fun going on when I decide what music I'm using. Actually the only thing I have the rights to in this chapter is probably the choice of middle name I gave to Itachi...

Now just afew announcements...

Ha! Made you look!

That is all. Enjoys yo' drug free chapter! ((now with 12% mpre drugs.))

I hate me

For breathing…Without you.

I don't want to feel anymore

For you.

-Evanescence-

Ch.2. Like You

"Do I halfta' go ta' school!" Naruto Namizake Uzumaki, 12 years old and cute as a button, grimaced as his Granny readjusted his uniform tie.

Tsunade rolled her penny brown eyes at the boy. "Yes brat! Now stop squirming!"

She turned around to grab his brush and found him a mess once again. That fox grin plastered over his face, shirt unbuttoned to show the loud orange one underneath, and his black tie knotted as a headband.

"When's Dad gettin' back?"

Tsunade's vein twitched when that Yankee way of talking invaded her ears yet again.

"Naruto your Dad is very busy. Being president of Konoha Industrial Tech is a big responsibility."

She said stuff like that, but Naru could hear a swell of pride in her tone. Feeling a little jealous when the attention ceased, he grabbed his pack and headed out.

"The ramen you boiled this mornin' was subpar at best, Old Hag. Learn how to make it or leave."

He slammed the door just in time to avoid the frying pan and sporks thrown in his direction. "You ungrateful brat! Learn how to not butcher the Japanese language!"

Naruto continued grinning; crossing his arms behind his head he made his way up the street. Sure it was the opposite way to school, don't worry he'd go, just as soon as he picked up a couple of sacks.

"If I were you, I wouldn't do it."

"If you were me, you'd be sexy."

Shikamaru rolled his eyes lazily and continued to watch the clouds roll by from inside Konohagakure Hospital.

Konoha was a huge corporation, one of the richest business's in Tokyo, it was built from the ground up by an old dead guy and was now being run by Mr. and Mrs. Namizake. They made millions and invested in things for the community, but it all sounded to troublesome for 7 year old Shikamaru Nara to comprehend.

"So are you gonna do it?" He eyed his two friends, 'Chubsy Chouji', and Kiba Inuzuka. He met them by coincidence while he and his Dad were visiting his grandpa, he'd met Kiba visiting his sister, and Chouji just wouldn't stop following him since he'd got there.

"Kiba, I agree with Shikamaru-san-"

"No surprise there." Kiba droned.

Chouji stuck his tongue out and then stuck it back on his ice cream, "all the Nurses say not to go near that kid."

"So? The Nurses also say don't feed 'Chubsy Chouji'after midnight, but we don't listen then do we?"

"Maybe we should start listening to that one." Shikamaru said under his breath.

Chouji threw his paper cone at Kiba, missing by a hair, and sat up…slowly.

"What's with you anyway, Inuzuka? Why the sudden interest in the Uzumaki kid?" Shikamaru sat up and started looking around for his Dad, since visiting hours were almost up.

" 'Cause the kid seems like a total nutcase! All the staff hates him, but he walks around with this weird scent around him an he's all smiley and innocent. He's up to some sort of evil ninja plan 'er something I know it! He's freaky!"

"Evil ninja plan." Shikamaru smirked, "Right."

"Maybe Kiba's the one with the mental issues. Seriously, who stalks someone so much they get their scent?"

"Chouji-kun, Shika-chan, it's time to go!"

Shikamaru cringed at his Dad's crude '-Chan' at the end of his name. If he'd known his ponytail would cause that reaction, he would've never agreed to make it his statement.

"Kiba! You too!" Kiba shook at his Ma's unnecessarily loud voice.

"Yeah, Yeah Ma, I'm comin'!"

As the three boys left, a tiny blonde haired lad gripped his bag of chips tighter, put on a happy smile and made his way to room 402.

He knocked.

Well, knocking is the best way to describe that bloody animal battle going on behind his door. A young man with hair the color of a starless night arose from his sleep with a glare. His clock mocked him dangerously with its neon blinking: 7:15 a.m.

Who the hell had enough balls to wake him up this early? (Well besides his Mother)

Suddenly, some bright ball of too much energy pounced, contrasting with his grey striped sheets.

"Ita'suke Nii-chan! What're you doin' here?"

"Was I mistaken in thinking I lived here?" He certainly couldn't rain on Naruto's parade, since the little sunray just kept shining on him, irritatingly so.

"I didn't know Akatsuki Boarding gave vacations." The kid looked so innocent when he snooped around for information, besides Itachi never could deny either of his brothers, birthed or adopted, attention.

"I got chosen as valedictorian, I'm president of student council, and my Father owns part of a company that donates more in a week than most do in a year."

Naruto sat crossed legged on Itachi's lap, slurping a cup ramen from his backpack, (The hell did that come from?) and actually listening.

"So basically, you got out because you're a geek." And just when you think he's done, he pulls off the great Itachi Nobu Uchiha smirk.

"Sasuke's in the shower."

The scream of, "You're the best Ita'suke Nii-chan!" was heard in the hallway as Naruto raced out of his room. Itachi watched the dust smoke clear, pulled the blanket back around his naked torso, and smirked.

"Yes. I know."

Sasuke is an early riser.

Family knows this, Friends know this, stalkers, and fans know this.

Then there was his, and still sometimes he would cringe at the thought, best friend Naruto knows this. And while most appreciated the do not disturb aura, Naruto is a different case entirely.

Which is really the only way you can describe what Naruto was thinking the moment he popped on Mrs. Uchiha's red hair clips into short pigtails, (with her permission of course.) removed his 2nd favorite towel, the dark blue with Uchiha crest's all over it tightened around his chest, from the guest bathroom, and spread like an eagle on Sasuke's bed.

'Now what kind of friend would I be if I didn't help Sasuke get it up in the morning?'

It was like Ol'Jiraya Jii (perverted old gramps to the neighbors) always said, 'There's no shame in the masturbating game.'

Steam escaped from Sasuke's bathroom in a milky haze and Naruto took this moment to sit up on the bed, arms and grin spread wide.

"Good morning Sa-!"

Ever get that feeling after hanging upside down that the blood rushing to your head is pushing around your eyeballs? Or before seeing an ex-loved again you think 'everything's going to be fine, the love does everything to show that they've moved on with their life?

Or even worse, that feeling you get when you're watching something and you just know something bad is about to happen, but you're frozen? Your hearts filling up to the point of explosion, you're stuck in one position, you stop blinking…you stop…breathing?

Well I'm pretty sure that's…

"Ku…"

What Naruto…

"Ra…?"

Was thinking…

Ja Jam! I just thought of this interesting lil'twist. I like it! Also, I've decided that I might make this story a 8 or 9 chapter long one.

Kera: Ha! A copula sacks

Perv! Ahem anyway-

Please report any spelling or grammar..ackel…errors that you might've seen or thought you saw. Or anything you didn't understand in this or any other chapter.

~& remember to keep swallowing those raindrops