"You're lying." Rouji frowned at him, she couldn't believe it. Why would an Uchiha have an Uzumaki child? It made no sense at all.
"No, it's the truth! My mother had the same red hair as I, so that's why I have red hair!" Her eyes widened, that was the only possible explanation! Was there? Unless he was lying so she wouldn't get angry; Rouji had stood up and leaned in and examined his face then the photo once more, then took a few steps backwards. She had rubbed her eyes and shook her head, it was. He looked like his father, Miroku.

She didn't seem to say anything at all, she just had this serious look upon her face and if that was the truth then it would be a good reason for Uzumaki and Uchiha to be at peace with each other. Yes; it was a good idea. But her brothers might not like it at all; if this was the way it was going to be then she had a better idea. Maybe get to know him; it wouldn't hurt…would it? Well, she could use this opportunity to get what she really needed. It was a perfect plan.

"How about…we become friends." Rouji had suggested staring at him seriously. His eyes widened softly and felt something utterly strange within him, but he smiled and nodded his head; it was a brilliant idea!
"Of course, I'd love that!" Azashiro agreed. He was quite happy now that she was going to be friends with him, after all those countless and pathetic times where they argued and nearly got into a physical fight.

It would really be worth it, for them both. "How should we um…start?" He asked her, feeling something strange like…there wouldn't be regret. Now she was thinking about it and got an idea.
"Maybe to start off…we should talk about each other." It seemed fair in a way. Yeah, it was good just so they could know more about each other and their same interest.
Azashiro liked this idea, because he was the male he decided he wanted to start off and ask her first.
"Do you like video games?" His eyes didn't look away, he wanted to start with what he liked so he could know if they would get along well as friends or not.

"Yes, of course. I love them!" Well, this sparked his interest a lot. Seems they would if she loved playing video games.
"Okay, hmm…how about…" Rouji paused and gave another thought and nodded her head.
"Manga?" Azashiro smiled more, and nodded his head. His heart pounding and feeling like she was his type of girl.

"Do you like…action movies?"
"Do I?" She seemed very happy; and he knew that was a really good thing! So they could talk about anything action like!
"How about comedy?" Rouji was someone who loved watching anything she found hilarious; she had this sparkly look in her eye. He couldn't help but chuckle.
"Yeah, they really brighten me up." He stated. That was really good, now she was feeling a bit hungry. She didn't want to cook anything; it was a bit early for dinner and late for lunch so she knew she could be able to wait.

"You like ice-cream, yeah?" She asked him, it wasn't that cold to eat it…was it? It was Spring, so no harm done!

"Of course, what flavor you got?" He asked, heading out the door with her and followed her to the kitchen. He felt happy but like an outcast being in the house where two of three didn't accept him.
"I only got cookies and cream, I hope it's okay with you." She loved that flavor more than any other one, hopefully he didn't mind eating that flavor.
"I don't mind."
"I only have a bowl, so if you liked cone…next time…" She said with a smile, opening the freezer and noticed it was gone.

"Sasuke-nii!" She yelled angrily, Azashiro seemed a bit surprised; she was scary when she was angry at her brother, but she wasn't towards him. It felt strange. He came out of his room, and scratched his head.
"Yeah, what?" He rubbed the back of his head and noticed Azashiro there, which made him frown. He was still here?
"Did you eat all the ice-cream?"
"What of it?" She thought he said he didn't have a sweet tooth and now he ate the rest of the ice-cream! There was about a quarter left! She growled, and then spoke in a commanding tone.

"Go buy more!" He chuckled and headed back to his room, he wasn't going to listen to her.
"No dinner for you tonight!" A chill ran down his spine, and he knew she was going to make something nice, he sighed and had no choice, putting on some good clothes and grabbed his wallet and headed out the door. Grabbing a seat there on the lounge she wanted to ask him more information, there was a secret that she had not told anyone. It would be best to tell him when they were closer, like besties.

"Tell me Azashiro, what's your favorite food?"
"I have a lot of food I like…" he trailed off there, and she raised an eyebrow. 'How can I know what you like if you just tell me you like a lot.' She thought, and breathed out gently.
"What about…least favorite?"
"Oh that's easy…its takoyaki." Rouji gave a 'phew' but exhaled most of it instead of saying it.
"What about sweets?" He gave a thinking noise before replying to her.
"Dango. They're very delicious."

"Ahaha…"her part laugh trailed off. 'It's so different to what I like.' She thought once again, and gently shook her head.
"Come on Rouji, tell me too. I'd love to know what you like and not like." Well, if he wanted her to answer then she would, simple.

"My favorite food is sushi; I don't like wasabi, curry or yakitori. However I really love pocky and kakigori." Seems she knew what food she really liked and didn't. 'She's nothing what I thought…' Azashiro thought as he laughed to himself. He didn't really have much to say but he was happy to know some things about her.

Many weeks passed and the two had gotten along and built their friendship more and more, she was quite happy and wanted to find a way for Uchiha and Uzumaki to find peace terms. They would eventually, she knew it. Maybe, it was best for her to tell Itachi about Azashiro being the son of Miroku; he was a brave and respected man. He would have change of heart…right?

"Attention students, next week we are holding an upcoming dance." It will be held in the gymnasium; held by your teachers. There is no need for a fee, just look your best; nothing too formal." Whispers were being spoken by in every classroom; however Rouji wondered why they didn't have some sort of permission slip for this. How odd, either way she was already planning what she was going to wear; she had a dress that she only wore once but that was about it. It would look nice to wear on that Friday evening. Probably there would be no school that day just for the dance to be held…

Already she was in the halls and thinking about who would be a good idea to ask. Well, she wanted to ask Azashiro. But it might not seem like a really good idea. She stopped and breathed and decided she will. If no one else asked, she wanted to hurry so she did in a fast-pace type of walking and went to search for him and had finally found him. Her eyes widened, and felt disheartened as he was surrounded by girls asking him to take one of them to the dance as a partner.

Sighing sadly she walked off, like in hell there would be a chance for her to bother.
A certain blond female never liked her, probably because she liked her brother but he wasn't allowed to disgrace Uchiha.
"You think someone of your style will get a date? Your clothes are so off, I see you wear baggy pants and a baggy shirt. Other times I see you wearing something a prostitute would wear. Hahaha." She and her other two friends, Tenten and Sakura laughed then departed.

'Maybe she's right…I'm making a fool of myself.' She felt sad by it and waited all day for Azashiro to ask her but he never did. She frowned and shook her head when she departed for home. Now feeling some sort of regret for trying to be his friend, and feeling something inside. She was really sure that he did too! Now she felt like it was just her imagination.

Shaking her head, she decided to go either way. With, or without a partner. Maybe Ino's words made her want to change the way she dressed. A week had already and quickly went by and already it was Friday evening and she had changed into a beautiful shoulder showing dress, it was teal blue with this exotic pattern at the side, with nice shoes to match it, her hair tied in a slight messy way and put some lip gloss on, there wasn't a need for make-up; she didn't really need to put a lot into herself to look nice.

Now she was ready to set off and walk, it wasn't a far distance. Itachi was still at work and Sasuke already left earlier. She could feel her heart pound fast and felt so happy, not caring what anyone else thought. Even if she didn't have a partner. It's not like it wouldn't stop her at all.

Azashiro waited, tapped his foot and looked at his watch. She didn't show up…where was she? "Is something the matter?" Sakura asked him, knowing something didn't seem right. Lucky for her, Sasuke agreed to go to the dance as a date.
"She just hasn't shown up yet." He was getting worried now.

Ino was in the car and driving, near her eye she could see Rouji walking so happily and she wasn't going to have her show off. She had nothing to show at all. It was raining previously, and there were puddles still in some of the holes in the road. The car kept driving and unluckily Rouji had gotten drenched with the rainwater. She frowned, 'the jerk' she thought while growling. Then sighed, sitting at the nearest bench and covered her eyes and cried.

Ino, beautiful arriving and smiled as she headed towards Azashiro and Sakura. Azashiro stared at his cousin, Naruto who was happy with his date Hinata. She wrapped her arms around Azashiro, and smiled. Her hair was beautifully done, her dress was kind of long but it showed her smooth skin and some of her body as well. His midnight blue eyes stared at her and all he could do was give a part smile. He did hope Rouji was going to turn up. She didn't talk to him at all, it seemed strange. Not picking up her phone, or replying to her messages.

Not even noticing, Ino had dragged him when the soft romantic music played and danced with him for a while. She then stopped after about 45 minutes, and finally noticed Azashiro was sidetracked.
"What's wrong?" She asked him, with this smile that many guys ( not including Sasuke ) fell for. He gave a gentle sigh and replied to her.
"Rouji isn't showing up."
"I thought she told you, she's not coming."

"Oh…" he seemed a bit down and didn't want to dance anymore; the whole night was two hours. It was going to be a long night. He just sighed and decided to sit down, maybe was that why? However he got a brilliant idea and smiled, approaching Sasuke. He stopped to stare at him; he didn't seem to frown as much.

"You didn't tell me Rouji wasn't coming to the dance, she didn't say anything to me at all." He raised an eyebrow and tilted his head to the side a bit.
"What do you mean? She's not here? She was supposed to be here long ago." His eyes widened, so Ino had lied to him and Rouji didn't show up? He felt guilty and bit his bottom lip.
"I'll go search for her, it's my fault."