Ok, here's the one and only warning, this fic will be part flash backs. Anything in college is the present time, anything in Highschool or just after is obviously a flashback. I love you my reviewers! Mental is the next to get updated, followed by Curiosity Killed the Kit then Red oh and this one sporadically in between, depending on reviews. The order of updates in on reviews, always. So press the pretty green button for more. Duh, I don't own crap so don't sue me cuz I'm not making any cash from it anyway!

You look so dumb right now

Standing outside my house

Why, out of all things had my friends decided to gather to do this? I felt like hiding under a rock. No one had told me that the get together that had been planned for today was to watch the music awards on MTV, of course no one thought that I needed that warning. These kinds of shows were something that I avoided whenever possible. It was rare, since their debut for the up and coming band to NOT be on the shows. Around me the rest of the group chatted amiably. We were all crammed into Kiba's small apartment near campus. Gaara and Sakura, the only two that could save me, had classes today so were some of the only people absent. I sat between a near bouncing Ino and an already sleeping Shikamaru. His head was lulled to the side and on my shoulder. Ino was a huge Hawk fan and was practically drooling over the thought of seeing him on tv. Kiba's huge dog was spread out in front of me, his back against my legs. Kiba sprawled, leaning back against him. On another couch was Sakura's obnoxious but loyal boyfriend and his stoic best friend Neji. The two of them began bickering, but it didn't last long as a sharp smack was issued to the back of their heads and Tenten squished herself between them. Her eyes dared them to begin their pointless arguing again. Seeing the three always sent a pang through me, but it was an easy one to ignore, a dejavu of a past time. Shino and Hinata each had a recliner. This left the longest couch empty, how Kiba had gotten so much furniture in this place was beyond me, but it was helpful with a group as large as ours. We were still missing three members and one happened to be VERY large.

Food was spread out over the coffee table and everyone babbled excitedly about getting to see their favorite hottees of the music industry. Shikamaru woke slightly to give me a quizzical look.

"Naruto...you ok?" the sleepy genius asked, a slight hint of concern making its way into his indifference.

"Yeah, don't worry, just troublesome thoughts on my mind." I winked, flashing him an overly large grin.

He scowled at me having stolen his word before returning to sleep on my shoulder. I grinned, I knew I hadn't fooled him, but he was willing to let me have my privacy. I was just lucky that he was the one that noticed my mood. I thanked the heavens for Kiba's crush on Hinata that kept him from attacking me with attention.

Ino hadn't stopped talking, having not even noticed that Shikamaru and I had had a conversation in the middle of her rant. If Sasuke was involved she would never stop. At the moment she was giving an in depth description of his face. Like I needed that. I remember well what his face looks like.

*High school summer before senior year*

I slammed the door of my house, sinking to the floor. Gaara panted beside me, bent slightly. His eyes were soft, as he gazed at me. His normal show of complete and utter lack of emotion gone to show concern and worry with a hint of unadulterated fury.

"Naruto...are you alright?" his question didn't need to be answered as he stared into my eyes. Not asking anything else, he slid his arms around me and pulled me to his chest. I felt tears spread down my cheeks as I sobbed into his shoulder. He remained in his usual silence, simply allowing me to bawl into him.

A dark mutter suddenly escaped his lips, "I WILL kill him..."

I shook my head pulling away, "I should have known... Its my fault." I wiped at my eyes.

Anger manifested more fully in his eyes and his fists shook. I knew from experience he was past his use of words.

Suddenly a knock came on the door behind me. Spinning I gazed out the spy hole and nearly burst back into tears. I could feel Gaara shake in fury as he correctly guessed who it was. He lifted me off the ground and placed me behind him before opening the door and slamming it behind him.

I lost all my strength to move as my body began shaking. My knees collapsed and I fell to the ground. I could still see Sasuke's face in my mind, like a frozen picture in front of my eyes. He had the smug smirk of a guy who got everything he wanted. Then I realized that was EXACTLY what he was.

"What's your issue Gaara?" came the soft growl, muffled slightly by the door.

"Fuck off Uchiha." came an even more menacing voice.

"What the hell?" Sasuke's voice was shocked now. I knew he had heard the tone of Gaara consumed by rage before, but it had never been directed at him for no reason. Of course Gaara had a reason, but Sasuke was unaware of what that reason was, he didn't know that we were even there when...

"I said go the fuck away." Gaara's voice lowered to an even more dangerous level.

"Why the hell would I do that? I just got home! I want to visit my dobe!" there was a hint of aggressive possessiveness on the my.

"So, you think you can go screwing around with a whore your entire tour and whoever the fuck knows before that even and come home and have Naruto come running to you like some kind of lapdog?" Gaara's voice had turned to dead ice. I heard a shuffled footstep backwards. "She let you walk away, she let you chase your own damn dream and leave her behind. She even followed after you along the way as you fucking chased it. I let you get away with that because she was fucking happy and happy for you too. But this? This I will not allow. Now get the fuck off this property before I kick your million dollar ass off."

"Who the fuck do you think you are Sabaku, how dare you accuse me of anything. Now, where is the dobe?" I heard steps coming toward the door before they were stopped by a loud thunk. I groan emitted from whoever had been hit and an thud as the person landed several feet away.

"I said get the fuck off. She's seen enough of you for today." Gaara reopened the door, slamming it even harder than he had before. His entire frame was shaking as badly as mine was as he collapsed down to the floor next to me. I was Gaara's only true friend so he protected me viciously, but Sasuke was also his sort of friend, so he had never thought he needed to protect me from my oldest friend. I could see the guilt in his aqua eyes.

I touched his arm experimentally, and as expected he jumped, fierce eyes landing on me. "I'll be ok." I assured him with a half hearted smile.

His eyes narrowed and he opened his mouth to argue, but unlike me he is not brash and thinks out his words. Instead of speaking he reclosed his mouth and opted for wrapping an arm protectively around my shoulders, his hand on the side of my head, bringing me so the side of my head rested in the crook of his neck. The gesture was so much more comforting then words that I felt my resolve break and I once again burst into tears.

*Present Day, Kiba's apartment*

"Naruto!" came a high pitched whine in my ear. I shook my head slightly before turning to gaze at the irritated blonde.

"Don't you agree? That Sasuke is the hottest guy that ever lived?" her voice sounded like it was not really a question that she expected any other answer to than yes.

I gave a neutral shrug which she translated into me being modest and continued her tirade. I once again let my mind wander back toward the past. That picture of Sasuke was still engrained into my brain. He looked like such a arrogant bastard...but then again, thats exactly what he was. I gave a resigned sigh and drug my mind from the past in time to realize the awards show was beginning, and of course it had to start with pictures of the bands that would be performing and on the top of the list was Hawk. I mentally groaned, this was going to be a long day. The awards show was over 3 hours long, and I had no excuse in which to escape.

Well, there's chapter two. I thank you those of you who were amazing enough to review. It really is my muse for stories. So if you want to get me to write faster, press the pretty green button and I might post tomorrow.