Counie, dancing: I'm in Love, I'm in Love, I'm in Love !

Sasuke: I'm not even surprised at her randomness anymore.

Naruto, peering at Counie: Haha, well it is the summer and she doesn't get a lot of breaks.

Counie, breakdancing: I'm in Love, I'm in Love, I'm in Love ! I wanna do it !

Sasuke: Where the hell did she learn that?

Naruto: Oh that windmill and the…worm? She dances like that all the time.

Sasuke: I thought you said she didn't get a lot of breaks?

Naruto: Well, she doesn't but when she does-

Counie, poplocking: I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love ! I wanna do it ! I'm in Love, I'm in Love !

Sasuke: And yet, she doesn't have a boyfriend? It must be because she's a real bit-

Counie, glaring: Say it! I dare you!

Naruto, sighing: Readers, Counie doesn't own anything of Naruto. If she did, the world would probably…well-

Counie, huffing: Damn people, respect your elders. I'm a senior, you know!

Sasuke: Sure don't act like it.

Counie: Come over here and say that to my face! RAWR!

Naruto: Come on, let's not fight-

Sasuke and Counie, glaring at Naruto: Grr!

Naruto: Alrighty then…

EDIT: Greetings from Winter Break Land! I'm actually a sophomore now and this story is slowly being updated and edited (I still have numerous errors but forgive me)! Anyway, thanks for the support and reviews. I probably will edit and add bits and pieces that I see fit with the story to keep it going, The newer chapters, once all the old ones are back up, will be a bit more pleasing, I promise. Anyway, enjoy it!

"Mmm! Mmm…" Why did I just make that sound? W-What is going on here?

Isn't there a code of law saying you cannot kiss someone except on the first date or something? We're not dating, therefore, how can this be happening?

Okay, he said something. I was about to punch the living out of this man. Unfortunately, we're kissing. No, he's kissing me. I'm not doing anything. Nope.

I just didn't just squeak. Shut up.

And of course, why is no one, not even my two chump friends who left for the bathroom, who I nearly forgot about, seeing this bastard steal my first kiss?

And I know what you're thinking, a hot stud like me not having his first kiss until now? Well, high school can be real complicated and well, I just don't kiss any person. I believe in love, marriage and the whole nine yards! And as much as men and women both excite me, I can't just give my lips just to anyone!

Besides, Sai and I almost did but I freaked out, slapped him and then he moved away. S-Stop laughing.

"W-wait…Sasu-ah!"

Oh God, I feel him move his arms around my waist, the chains on our pants hitting each other lightly. For a bastard, he's not that bad of a ki-

Hormones, please stop fucking with me.

His head is slowly craning to the left, as he keeps attacking me. His lips are soft and feel nice? It's getting to the point where I'm almost dipping like a dancer at this s-s-sensation. My knees are giving out. I-I don't understand this at all! Why haven't I slapped him again yet?

"Ah….uh….mmm, wait."

It feels like forever has passed and I know it's only been like 20 seconds. Oh, what the fuck! When did my hands start moving? I didn't know I was sexually frustrated. Besides, who says I want to be a bottom! I'm gripping his shirt. It's because it feels so wonderful, argh. I am not bipolar, I swear. I can feel the smirk against my lips. He knows, dammit! Get out of Naruworld, my head is not available for landing.

Oh God, is t-t-that his t-tongue brushing a-against my lips?

So w-we're going to start Frenching now? Oh God, why does it feel so good? I might need to breathe soon! Don't do this, Naruto! Don't let him, don't-

Course, I let him in. Brain, what the hell are you doing? Seriously? Obey your master! The lack of oxygen shouldn't be murdering your ass yet! I have another Physics Quiz tomorrow, I need you! I need you now, please!

His tongue slips in and he's exploring my mouth. Thank God I had some mints after lunch. Wait, no!

What the fuck is wrong with me! I feel a mixture of confusion, desire, anger, lust, and everything as I start panting a bit from the sensation. We are just kissing and I'm this gone. Screw getting married then.

"Ha..Sasuke!" No, please! Earth, swallow me up now!

I slowly openly my eyes as I feel him pull away and see a faint hint of saliva connecting our mouths.

Oh! Oh no! Oh, gross! Y-Yet k-kind of…s-sexy…h-huh?

"Hrm, I guess that method works...for shutting you up." He whispers, huffing to catch his breath. His voice makes me shiver.

"W-why did you just kiss me? W-what kind of drugs are you on?" I question, steadying myself in his arms. He's taller than me too? W-why am I noticing now?

I know I'm as red as tomato but it's not like I have any control over my bodily functions, brain. "Y-you're a jerk, I-I-I don't know you, you-ou just transferred here a-a-and-"

He kisses me again. Okay, fine, I get it. Shut up. Houston, my brain has lifted off and is not listening to me anymore. Fuckity fuck fuck fuckers. Fuck (just for the extra measure).

"I-I'm…so…confused." I stammer those words out, still in his arms. I know we look like an afterschool couple who just felt like shagging randomly. Wonder if that is indirect peer pressur-wait no!

And of course, the most girly song I have on my iPod is playing in the background. Nothing Left to Say by Late Night Alumni. It's a melachonlic song by one of my favorites. I would be enjoying it but unfortunately, I'm knee deep in a romantic problem. Goddamn shuffle on my goddamn iPod. Don't provide atmosphere.

"You have that song? No comment." If my brain wasn't flushed over, I think I would have kicked him. He pulls his face back down, our lips brushing each other. A centimeter more and-

I wanted to escape.

I packed my bags.

With nothing left to say.

"Y-you're not going to answer any of my questions, are you? N-not even to…clear up my confusion?"

He smirks a little, as I feel his breath dancing near my lips. "Hrm, you wish."

I ask. I see it coming. Is he going to do it? Is he going to-

Another kiss. Course.

This time, he kisses me and I might have slightly, just because I knew it was coming, sort of, just a bit…pushed back?

What? Goddammit, I'm a hormonal teenager and I know I've lost my goddamn mind! And, even if I know I'm going to be screaming my lungs off after b-being k-k-kissed by this idiot sooner or later, right now, I just don't...mind? We're fighting it out as we meld our mouths as close as we can.

I turn the page,

With nothing left to say.

Not holding on

Not holding on

His tongue leaves my mouth, another trail of saliva stretching from our lips. He smirks again (or was that a tiny smile?) before walking away and putting on his headphones. I could have sworn he was flushed too, but I'm too busy falling against my locker to really believe myself.

I hear footsteps come up to the locker. I turn a bit to see my friends.

I almost forgot Gaara and Kiba were just in the bathroom. We're supposed to head to my house for a study session. Crap.

"Woah, what happened to you?" I hear Gaara ask. I don't reply. I just stare.

I'm way too zoned out. I think he sees it too.

"Hrm, I personally think his face is broken."

It might be, just like everything else. So why am I stuck between happiness and hell?

- Let the Beat Drop -

"Woah, dude? So you guys basically made out in the middle of the hallway?" Kiba asked, his eyes as wide as saucers. It's hormones, goddammit. Hormones.

"Hey, I didn't tell him to d-do that, now did I?" I slur the words, remembering.

"And you didn't try to stop him?" Gaara inquired, looking just as surprised as Kiba. "I kind of thought you'd be a seme, not a uke." Kiba and I just stared Gaara.

"Come on, guys. I'm not gay. I so do not want to hear this!" Kiba exclaims, shifting his position on the stool in my room. He starts singing to block out the conversation.

"I'm going to ignore him now. Gaara, I have no idea. God, is this even normal? I feel like I want to scream and my heart feels like it wants to explode. It's only been two days, might I add, again!" I get up, walk over to the wall, and start smashing my head against it. Thank goodness, Iruka isn't home yet.

"Well, doesn't that mean it was a case of love at first sight then?" Once again, both Kiba and I turn and stare. I thought Kiba stopped listening? Gaara sighed, looking blankly at us. He proceeded to explain this fucked up thought of his.

"Let me explain. You two were staring at each other when he first came to class, right? He might have told you off but that doesn't mean he hates you. Then, you get close at him-"

"Hey, I didn't exact-"

"Shut it. You get close to him about some headphones, you ask more questions and he ignores you. Next day, he doesn't bother you at all about it but then proceeds to make fun of you before he kisses you, turning you into a rambling idiot whose house we have the delight of being inside of right now. Not only are you protesting about it like a girl who is in love-"

"I am not in love with that thi-"

"I said shut it, dumbass. Not only are you protesting about it like a girl in love but you've been blushing the entire time I've been talking about it." Oh, he is cracking the biggest grin I have ever seen. Damn him.

He's right. I'm not backing down though.

"Gaara, you can't be right at all! Why are people so damn weird?!" I proceed to beat my brains in.

"This is America. It's a free country." I do it a little harder as Gaara says this.

"Okay, fine. Hypothetically speaking, if I am in "like" with this weirdo, what does that do for me?" I question, hoping it's a response I like. I doubt it but hey, it never hurts to try for one.

"Gets you a boyfriend?" That's the best he's got?

"But why would I want a creeping, no communicating, confusing jerk as a boyfriend? Once again, he's been here for two days and we've barely even exchanged words! What is wrong with the world! Life is such a –"

"Don't say it," Gaara and Kiba hiss at me. Woah, okay, fine. Let's say it in my head.

…Life's a bit-
"Not even in your head, retard." Jerks.

"Seriously, I don't quite understand what the problem is? All you have to do is get to know him and you two can do that as boyfriends, right? If he is willing to make out with you in the hallway, I'm pretty sure he's willing to maybe date you too." Gaara taps his cheek, as he says this.

"That's if we could get past the whole "I don't have normal conversations unless we're in each other's mouths." I proceed to imagine the impossible.

"If he's coming on so strong then, why not refuse him?"

I stop and stare for a minute before blushing at the thought of us dating.

"Exactly. Look, Naruto, he obviously wants something, more than likely you, and he's doing it in a rather aggressive manner. Are you sure you two haven't met before?" Gaara looks a bit confused.

"I don't think…so?" Then again, I have a bad memory. However, after my words, I perk up at a thought.

"It's funny. All this knowledge is coming from the guy who can't even talk to Mr. Neji Hyuuga at school?" I smirk, noticing Gaara stop and blush before glaring at me. Kiba hasn't turned around yet, so I'm guessing he knows where this conversation is going and he will not be responding any more.

"You know Neji is bisexual, so why don't you take your own advice and ask him out?" Oh, Gaara might kill me for that one. Too bad all the fucks I gave left me.

"We're not talking about me here, Naruto." He asks, trying to change the subject.

"Yeah, but still, I'm not saying this to totally spite you, but you have to admit that you had it coming." I say, spinning in my desk chair.

"So what are you trying to do, bringing N-Neji up?" He stammered. It's kind of cute, the way he looks down after saying that.

"You should take your own advice is all I'm saying. I am not quite sure I'm keen on dating Mr. Hombre Loco, even if he is a good…kisser." I say that last part very quietly but I see Gaara smirk. Stop listening to parts that I clearly do not want you to hear!

"Well, maybe I am planning something already." He exclaims.

"If this is a game of bullshit, you'd be taking all the cards in the pile."

"Okay, guys, can we stop talking about this? I'm getting really uncomfortable and my own singing has gotten a bit-"

"Nobody gives a fuck, you girlfriend-having-dog-owning ass!" Both Gaara and I bite, sticking our tongues out.

"I knew I should have asked Shikamaru and Shino to come along too." Kiba goes back to singing in his corner.

"So you think I should keep trying to actually communicate with this dick?" I inquire, walking from the wall to my desk. I lean and steal a piece of gum out of the compartment in the desk before popping it into my mouth.

"It never hurts to try. He has the set of the headphones that matches yours and he did say you have similar taste in songs. That's a start." I sigh as I chew my gum a bit faster, thinking.

"Whatever. Fine, if I attempt to figure out what's going on and possibly date this nutjob, you have to ask Neji out, okay?" Gaara freezes, blushes but considers about this deal. I blow a bubble while I wait.

Puff.

Puff.

Pop.

"Fine, I'll…I'll try something." He pokes his cheek before blushing a scarlet red. Aww, how girly.

"I'm going to hate my life more, aren't I?" I say before a light bulb goes off in my head. Gaara sees the look on my face and starts chuckling a bit. He knows what I'm about to do.

Let's just say I dump a few more pieces of gum in my mouth, chew excessively, making sure Kiba doesn't notice, and slowly walk toward him as I blow the biggest bubble I can muster. I drop to my knees and poke him as I keep puffing air in.

He whips his head around slowly, takes in what he sees, and flips out and over the stool. "Whoa, ah, shit!" is all Gaara and I hear before we burst out laughing.

I'm laughing so hard that the bubble, that's now bigger than my head, pops all over my face.

Dammit, now it's probably in my hair and…in my ear? Okay, gross.

Ah, whatever. I'm too busy laughing with Gaara and eventually, Kiba, to let this moment be drowned under confusion, worry and the coming slight anticipations we have yet to experience.

- Let the Beat Drop -

I get to Hatake's class on time with Gaara the next morning, both of us walking toward out seats without the fear of tardies or beatings. Unfortunately though, it didn't come without me noticing Sasuke in his seat already. I calmly sit down (after almost falling over a backbag and Gaara chuckling a bit) and whistle a little. Mr. Hatake isn't here yet (in fact, he was only here early the day Sasuke transferred in…weirdo) so I debate on turning toward Sasuke and talking to him.

I debate for a good five minutes before Gaara kicks me in the back. I glare and he motions me to start talking. I turn my skinny jeaned legs toward him, my orange chain clanging against the seat and start letting words spill out of my mouth.

"So…Sasuke, uh, how did your…um…morning go?" Okay, that's not a bad start. I could have said it better but still, not a bad start at all?

"….Fine." He says, not turning toward me. That's a bit better than the best two days.

"…Did you do…anything else…after…lockers?" What the hell kind of question is that? You are a boy, you dumb dickhead. Act like one! Make complete sentences or something!

He smiles toward the front of the room for a split second before he turns his face back to normal. He must be smug about the fact I mentioned the little incident from yesterday, the prick.

"Wouldn't you like to know?"

Oh, you doucheba-

Gaara kicks me in the side and I suppress a yelp. Fine, just ignore it.

"Actually…I-I would..?" I say, wondering why I'm spiting him.

"…"

I repeat my words.

"…"

I repeat them again, a bit faster.

"Hn." I lose it.

"What is wrong with you, you perve-"I begin to yell before I realize the whole class and Mr. Hatake are looking in my direction. I get more glares from the girls and Mr. Hatake shakes his head.

"Naruto, don't make me send you to the principal."

Gaara slaps his face. I slump back in my seat.

Argh. Back to square one: annoyance and confusion.

- Let the Beat Drop -

"See, Gaara, this is clearly not going to work out normally." I drink my milk with a slight pout on my face. I'm actually a little disappointed. Jesus.

"Just keep trying. I didn't say it was going to be easy." Gaara shrugs, nodding at Kiba who was coming to sit down next to us.

"So, how'd it go today?" He asked, grinning like an idiot.

"What do you think?" I wipe a fake tear off my face and grind my teeth.

"Haha, I'm loving this!" He laughs, smashing his fist down as he collapses. I hate Kiba, I really do.

"He's definitely a hard one, that's for sure." Gaara says, before dropping his fork slightly. I look at him blankly before turning my head toward the direction he's looking.

Whoa, who's the guy walking into this room?

Wait a minute?

Whoa, is that Neji?

COMMENTARY TIME !

Counie, blushing: Hehehe.

Sasuke: You're a pervert.

Counie: What?

Sasuke: I'm not spelling it out for you. You're a pervert.

Naruto: Like you have any right to talk yourself.

Counie, cracking a huge grin: Hehehehe.

Naruto and Sasuke: Whoa, that is definitely some kind of creepy. Time to go.