A low chuckle came from the Uchiha's mouth, a smirk planted on his face. "Well, Uzumaki, I'm afraid you're a bit too late." Sasuke turned to face me once again. His lips curved into a soft smile: a genuine, happy smile.

Growling erupted from the opposite side of the room. Looking at the young blonde, I noticed his eyes changing from their brilliant blue to a ruby red. The whisker scars on his face started looking shaggy, growing in size. Fangs protruded from his gums, his death glare becoming one of a feral animal. "I said don't fucking touch her!" Naruto lunged forward, but Sasuke was too fast. The young Uzumaki slammed into the concrete wall, growling uncontrollably. Sasuke got situated in his fighting stance, a glint of amusement shining in his now red orbs.

The sunshiney blonde once again pounced at Sasuke, succeeding this time. White clashed with harsh orange as their battle raged on.

As if out of nowhere, a hand began waving in front of my face, trying desperately to get my attention. I looked from the hand and back to the war. Finally I looked to the eyes of my best friend.

What's she doing here? Doesn't she see those two over there?

"School's over," Tobi-chan explained for her appearance. Worry made her voice quiver slightly. Her dark eyes showed how concerned she was about my sanity.

I curtly nodded and stood up, taking the fight before me into consideration. Tobi-chan didn't see anything there. She just walked right through the teens. I bit my lip in anxiety. Instead of walking through the two fighting shinobi (A/N: We are fighting dreamers, not fighting shinobi, duh!), I made a big deal out of walking around the Leaf (and former Leaf) ninja. When we were almost through the doorway, I cleared my throat to get the rowdy boys' attention.

Sasuke and Naruto immediately looked over with glazed expressions. Uchiha and Uzumaki stood facing each other, glaring daggers at one another. Before a moment's notice, the boys were gone. Poof. Just like that, gone. It's like the became a part of the air, it was crazy fast. Choosing not to dwell on the matter of my sanity (or insanity), I focused on Tobi's backpack and followed her through the winding halls of our school.

"Just follow Tobi and you'll be fine..." A whisper escaped someone's mouth, cascading its way down to my ears like a waterfall. I turned my head to the side, peeking at whoever was behind me.

Itachi… Uchiha…

Tobi-chan stopped when we reached my Halloween-colored Vespa. "I've been worrying nonstop about you all day!" She didn't look at me as she told me this troublesome inquiry. Instead she kept her eyes focused her eyes on her shoes (which were sparkly ballerina slippers- totally cute!).

I sighed in response, all the while putting on my riding gear. Another voice (of the male influence) drifted to my eardrums. "So troublesome," he seemed to say. It was Shikamaru, no doubt. Ignoring the hallucination, I raised a gloved hand in a salute nefore placing it back on the throttle. With the engine roaring, I tore out of the high school's parking lot.

As I pulled into my house's driveway, I noticed that my mom care wasn't anywhere in sight. Must be at work… Hm.

Once in my room, I dumped my empty backpack on my bed. I lie comfortably on my octagon-patterned duvet and let the silence envelope my whole being. Just as I was getting settled in a deep sleep, a dent formed in the foot of my bed, signaling that someone had sat down. Eying whatever or whoever was on my bed, I sat straight up.

Naruto, in all of his bubbly glory, was once again before me, his head in his hands. He shook his head from side to side in stress, allowing a glistening tear to drip off of his nose and onto the wooden floored. "I'm sorry about Sasuke." Pain and sorrow was evident in his voice.

I stare at him like he was, well, an illusion. "Why are you two fighting? Besides the whole 'he's a traitor' thing." I added the last part in a vain attempt to lighten the mood, to get Naruto Uzumaki back to his laughing and goofy self. Hesitantly, I scooted closer to the form sitting on my bed, in my very own bedroom.

Naruto lifted his head from his hands so that he could look intensely at me. "Well…" One of his hands flew to the back of his head. He laughed nervously and gave a forced grin. "You see, we're fighting because… Because of… You. Bright crimson sprinkled across his nose and cheeks.

Heat rose to my face at those last words. "M-me? B-but I-I…" Proper sentences were impossible for me to make. Stuttered words poured out of my mouth in a heavy flow.

The blonde teen turned, facing me. Ocean blue eyes swam with such intensity and passion I almost had to look away. Yet, those alluring orbs kept all of my focus and attention. Naruto leaned in slightly, expecting a kiss no doubt. Warm lips pushed softly, yet firmly, against mine. My eyes shot open as a jolt of shock ran up my spine, chills spreading through my blood.