A/N - There, one more chapter before I pass out for a good two hours and then head to watch.

Hope ya like it.

DISCLAIMER - I do not own Naruto


Song used for the chapter - Peer Kusiv - Locked Out

"I've never done anything with a girl before," she admitted quietly as we laid there, sunlight shining through the window as dust specks danced above us.

I stared at the ceiling, my breath slow and calm but my heart pounded inside my chest. Head throbbing and mouth dry, I brought my hand to my eyes and rubbed them tiredly. The hangover was minor, but enough to make me feel queasy, "Yeah well… I hope I didn't leave a bad impression."

"No," she assured quickly, but then shifted and said in a bit of a stumble, "It felt good… like really really good…"

I blinked and with a raise of my eyebrow I glanced over at her. She shifted again, nervous and uncomfortable. Biting her lip, she turned away from my gaze and pulled the covers a little higher. A smile pulled at my lips as I looked away and went back to staring at the ceiling, "Least I did something right last night."

We laid there in silence for a while.

Moments passed before she said softly, "I usually try to stay away from one night stands."

"I usually have more self-control," I replied just as gently.

After another moment of silence, she finally asked, "Could you pass me my shirt…"

Smiling slightly, I sat up and let the covers fall; sports bra and boxers on leaving little protection from the morning cold. Swinging my legs over the bed, I mumbled, "Sure thing."

xXx

"Yuya," Ino muttered sleepily from her side of the room, tossing in her bed and curling into her sheets as her face poked out with eyes still closed, "Can you pass me my pants."

"Get it yourself," I replied while laying on my back, phone lifted above me as I worked on my text message.

"How long do we have till class," she yawned, curling even more.

"Another hour, but that's just enough time for you to get ready and eat breakfast," I pointed out, placing my cell on my blanket covered chest.

"I need my pants," she whined, finally opening her eyes simply to pout at me.

"Then go get them," I repeated, refusing to be effected by her clever little tricks.

"But its colddddd," she complained.

"Yeah, that's why I'm staying in bed," I answered, feeling the buzz of a replying text message.

"Who are you texting so early," she asked curiously as I picked up my phone.

"No one," I answered, reading the message with slight concentration.

"Obviously someone important enough to keep you from getting my pants. What do you have, a hard on under the sheets?" She teased, a smile beginning to twist at her lips.

I gave her a look, "Shut up."

"You do, don't you," she continued to taunt, now wiggling closer to the edge to get a better look at me. I carefully looked away; apparently that was all the proof she needed, "Oooh, I wanna know who it is."

"It's your imagination, that's what," I sighed out tiredly while tossing my phone away after sending off my reply. Glancing back at her, I informed, "Time is ticking, and you still have do your hair."

Realization of the sudden situation hit her and I watched as she shifted uneasily. She was probably think of her options, which were give in, let me win, and get her pants herself. Or, because she seemed to think she knew everything, keep trying until I caved which she thought would most likely happen.

But I wasn't a punk. There were times where I just needed to say no to her.

"Remember the time-" she began slowly.

But I cut her off, "Nope, don't recall."

"You didn't even let me finish!" She huffed.

"That's because you're lying and I don't owe you any favors," I replied, giving her a small smile as I continued, "I know you way more than you'd like to admit."

Biting her lip, she tried a different approach, "Well, do me a solid and get me my pants."

"Just because it worked on a cartoon show doesn't me I'll fall for it, dork," I muttered, leaning up slightly to get my phone. I had another reply. (2)

"Tayuya," she whined, running out of ideas.

"Ino," I called back with a bored tone.

"Please?" She asked politely.

"No," I shot down.

"Pleaseeeee," she dragged out.

"No," I said with annoyance.

"PlEASE PLEASE PLEASE," She began to yell at the top of her lungs, nowthrashing around her bed as if she were crazy.

I could practically feel the headache beginning to form as her voice pierced my ear drum. Hands turning into to fists angrily as I became irritated, I shot up from my bed and glared at her, "Alright! Alright! Shut the fuck up already."

She instantly stopped and beamed at me, watching as I shoved away the covers and swung my legs over the bed. Just as predicted, the cold air hit like a ton of bricks; sports bra and boxers hardly protecting me from the brisk air. Hopping from the bed, I padded my way towards her stupid pants and snatched them from the ground. Storming towards her, I gave her another angry glare as I loomed over her and bit out while handing it over, "There. Happy?"

"Yes," she sang as she sat up and took them from me. Without bothering to wait for me to back up, she kicked off her blankets and apathetically sat there with her small t-shirt and skimpy panties showing. My eyes wandered away slowly, but I continued to stand there, bugged by one simple fact alone.

"What was the point of me getting your stupid pants if you were just going to take off the blanket anyways," I asked with an annoyed glare at the wall.

"Because, if I have to be cold you have to be cold, that's what best friends do," She replied happily from the bed. I heard her shifting again and seconds later she was brushing against me as she sat up on her knees to be eye level with me.

I glanced at her curiously, and she smiled. Opening her arms wide, she demanded with a grin, "Now carry me to the bathroom, slave."

I rolled my eyes and pushed her back down on the bed, walking towards my dresser to begin getting ready as well.

"Oooh, someone is angry," she teased, causing my eye to twitch, but I stayed focused on finding clothes.

Eventually I heard her shifting from bed and making her way to the bathroom. Water began to run as I picked up my choice of shirt, jeans, and beanie for the day. Tossing it all on the bed, I wandered picked up my phone.

Another message, but I was uneasy to open it.

So I let it sit there until I was done getting ready, but even afterwards I couldn't bring myself to grab the phone. I would never admit that I was nervous, just… uneasy. It was always a bit unnerving to text her, especially when she always saw right through me. If I sent another message, I knew she would guess who I was with.

And considering that I was struggling to be on good terms, I would rather keep myself out of another argument by skipping a situation that would potentially cause me to lie.

Just as I tugged my beanie on, another message buzzed in. Hovering over my bed, I pushed all thoughts aside and picked up my phone, unlocking it to read the message.

One asked if I wanted to hang out.

The other jabbed that maybe I couldn't because I was with another girl that was too important to ditch for the day.

I sighed, she would never let it go would she?

"Let's see let's see!" Ino sung happily while snatching my phone away.

Jumping from my skin, I scrambled to snatch it back but she was smaller and there for quicker as she jerked it just out of reach. Buying enough time to glance at the messages, in a split second her whole demeanor changed. With a twisted face, she said, "Really, you're still texting Kin?"

In her moment of what I assumed to be disgust, I managed to get a grip of my phone and stole it away. Glaring at her, I shoved it in my pocket and informed, "She just wanted to know if I wanted to chill with the gang."

"Well I guess that's fine, you're not busy tonight right?" She waved off as she walked away, but she couldn't hide her attitude change, "But I'll make sure Kiba is very busy today just in case she's inviting all of her little best friends."

Giving her a roll of my eyes, I said, "Would you cut it out, it isn't like she wants him."

"Oh? Who does she want then, you?" She asked, beginning to stuff her things in her book bag.

I didn't like how she phrased the question, "I didn't' say that, I'm just saying stop being paranoid."

"I'm just saying do whatever you want, but try to leave Kiba out of it if you were thinking about inviting him along too," she replied with her back still turned towards me.

"God, get over it," I laughed out in disbelief, annoyed about how protective she was being; all of a stupid boy that she has only been going out with for two months now, "Sasuke was a little bitch and Kin didn't even know. You're blaming her for shit that was honestly an accident."

"I don't care about whatever you have to say in your best friend's defense, I'm just saying-"

Her continuously calling Kin my best friend had been striking a single cord within me since the moment this whole conversation started. Finally becoming fed up, I snatched my book bag from the ground, grabbed my board and headed towards the door, "Right, what the fuck ever. I'm out."

"Have fun tonight," she called with sarcasm dripping in her voice as I swung the door open.

It took everything within me to not slam the damn thing shut as I stormed down the hall. I felt like yelling on the top of my lungs, the usually calm anger within me churning restlessly.

Fuck she was so annoying. So worried about her herp derp boyfriend, but so uncaring about whatever the fuck I did with my day. And let's not forget that I seemed to be some pathological liar to her now, acting as if my words were fucking meaningless.

Like I was fucking meaningless.

Who cared, whatever, just let it go. Go for a smoke, hang out with Kin, forget everything that happened. Just another stupid argument. About another stupid boyfriend.

That I gave no stupid fucks for.


(1) - Nice little rhythm to it, goes with the flow of the story. There are some words in there if you listen to the whole thing. I like it.

(2)- Regular show they had an episode about abusing the powers of doing a 'solid'. Don't know why I remembered that lol.

There we go, chapter 4. The connection between the separate halves of the chapters wasn't very strong, but I think the speck of angst did it's job covering for the lack of feels.

I hope you guys have been having a great weekend! Like I said, I have watch soon so I think I'll be taking a small nap before 1145 comes around. Or maybe I'll ahve some noodles...

Or maybe I'll play another game...

NO NO deffly nap or I'll be totally dead during my watch.

Read review, tell meh wut you think.

LOVE YOU FOOLS.

Shy out.