Two days of training with violent free nights, and Kakashi was back. He came around when Sasuke and I were fighting.

"You two are doing great."

I turned my head, Sasuke paused in mid-punch to look too.

"Kakashi-Sensei!" Sakura stood up. "Glad you're back!"

"Good to be back," He answered. "I see you boys have gotten your training in while I've been gone."

Sasuke and I both nodded. The past two days after Sakura left, Sasuke had bombarded me with questions regarding what had happened the night before. I still stared, and still felt weak when I went to bed every night. I could never get him off my mind. However, Sasuke's attitude didn't make any more changes.

"So…" Sakura asked, "Do you have a new mission for us?"

"Maybe, I'll know by tomorrow. How have things been?" He asked.

"Pretty good…" Sakura replied.

Kakashi ended that. "Naruto, why are you being so quiet? I can understand Sasuke, but I've never seen you this way." He smiled, but I couldn't.

"Sorry, sorry, just thinking Sensei!" About Sasuke, I concluded in my mind.

He gave me a weird look, probably wondering why I was thinking. "Well, since I'm back, I order you all to take the rest of the day off. Tomorrow we may have a big mission, so rest up!"

We all nodded, and Kakashi disappeared.

"Wow, it's only around noon…Hey Sasuke?" Sakura simpered at the end.

"Hn." Hn In Sasuke's language was either, yes, what, or just a sound he made because he was annoyed.

She tapped her fingers nervously. "Would you…like to go do something? With me?"

"Sorry, I'm busy." The sorry part was sarcastic, but someday I seriously thought Sasuke would snap on her.

"Doing what?" Sakura asked quietly.

I was surprised, she had never asked that before. Would Sasuke have an answer?

He was surprised too. Even Sasuke could come up with a comeback. (He wasn't busy…) "None of your business. If I wanted you to know, I'd tell you."

"Oh…" She sounded disappointed, getting up. "Then I'll see you guys here tomorrow." She mumbled.

"See ya!" I waved as she walked away.

I turned, already expecting Sasuke as I had the past three days.

Yup, there he was. "Did anything happen last night?"

I shook my head no, and he sighed. "That's good."

I was starring, but he had turned around. "Naruto, I hate worrying about you."

"Then don't!" I hissed. But I didn't mind the affection at all. I loved it. "I can take care of myself!"

"But it's sick, and wrong, and you're my friend!" He turned around, so I looked down. "I want to fix the problem!"

I narrowed my eyes, looking back up. "How!? Take out Kyubbi, and kill me?!"

He blinked then said, "It's name is Kyubbi?"

Oh…I guess we've been calling it nine-tailed fox demon, or monster. "Yeah, his name is Kyubbi."

"Does it, um…he talk to you?" He asked.

"Yeah, he's rude though. He's the reason all my wounds get healed so fast. He gives me his chakra." I answered. "He's like a literal conscience."

Right, Kyubbi?

What a dumb way to put it, Kit.

"Does he ever threaten you to do stuff? I mean, he's sealed there…but does he ever tell you he wants to escape and destroy Konoha?" I don't think I had ever seen Sasuke talk this much. It sounded in-human for him.

"I'll ask him…"

You heard him Kyubbi, want to escape?

Any day, kit. But I wouldn't destroy your village. Like I'll ever get free before you die…

"Um…He says he wouldn't destroy the village, but he doesn't believe he's ever getting out, so he's fine where he is." I answered, our mental conversation only taking a split-second.

Sasuke nodded, then completely changed the subject. "What are you going to do with your day off?"

Hadn't he…Just told me he wanted to fix the problem? Why did he suddenly drop his anger? Was he avoiding something?

"I dunno…" I started. "Train? Eat ramen? I don't do anything much other then that when I'm not here."

Sasuke shifted his feet. "Me neither. I'm here, Sleeping, or training. Or eating, doing necessaries."

It was kind of sick to me, that Sasuke wanted to kill his own brother. The last living relative he had. I know he had good reason, but I always found it sick. He was just like me, training and getting more skilled his only ambition. Of course, I didn't want to kill anyone. At least, not unless I had to. I would for justice purpose.

"Teme…" I asked, rocking back and forth from the heels to the toes of my feet nervously. "Want to go do something? You know…not talking this time?"

Sasuke smirked. "That was your idea in the first place."

"Do you?" I asked again, knowing he expected a come back.

"Um…sure. What?"

I swallowed the shakes in my voice that may have followed. "Want to…See a movie?"

He tilted his head slightly, a surprised look on his face. "Does seeing a movie really interest you?" He asked.

"No, not really…Just…thought maybe I'd ask." My shakes were replaced with Pauses.

"Then you don't want to do anything?" He asked.

Not that, he had the same issue that I had in this situation, but I almost asked, 'can you give me lessons on being so chill?' He'd find that funny.

"I just don't…Wanna go home-" I mumbled.

"Why?" There was a sharp edge to his voice.

"Not that!" I growled. "Okay…Maybe a little, but I just don't want to sit at home all day!"

"So stay. I'm not going anywhere." He turned, walking back to his favored tree. "I was planning on hanging out here, anyway."

I sighed mentally. He sat down, back against his tree. I resumed my previous position across from him, cross-legged.

We sat in silence for a minute or so.

"Teme, shouldn't we do something other then SIT here?" I asked finally.

"You said we weren't talking this time." He muttered, leaning back against his tree, lounging more.

I fidgeted some, then I brought up what he had said earlier. "You said-"

He had been closing his eyes, and now they opened. He leaned up more and turned to look at me.

It was times like these that were the worst. When he didn't talk, but he looked so perfect in his every movement. Simple movements. He hardly moved at all, just then.

"Earlier you said, you wanted to-" I started, knowing in the beginning I wouldn't be able to finish it.

He cut me off anyway. "I don't like you going home having to worry about violence. I want to help. I can't just sit and let t happen."

I wanted to thank him, but my outer Naruto wouldn't let me. "Well there's nothing you can do, anyway! This has been happening ever since I was a little kid, and just because you found about it, doesn't mean you can fix it! I don't care anyways, I'm use to it." I added, my last statement sounded less assuring.

Because it was impossible to get use to people hating and wanting to kill you.

Sasuke shifted back into his lounging position. "Sorry. I guess it just isn't normal to walk up to someone and ask, 'when you go home, do people beat you up because you harbor a nine tailed fox demon?' I didn't mean to oppose on anything."

The Naruto on the outside had to match comebacks with Sasuke. On the outside, I argued with him, and tried to act better then him. He had always acted on impulse, and did the same back. He usually won.

But right now, on the inside, I was sad to hear him say that.

Because he wasn't arguing with me, or getting pointlessly annoyed with me. He was upset I didn't want his support. At least, that's what he showed on the outside, and Sasuke was not one to show his exterior emotion.

"Sasuke," I muttered. "I didn't mean it like that. It's just makes you feel weak to need the help of others for stupid reasons."

This offended him. "Stupid?" His voice was sharp like before. He completely lifted himself from sitting against the tree so he was closer and facing me. "It's really stupid when respectable ninja come to torture you in the middle of the night, just because of Kyubbi? When they come with threatening voices, their fists, and even knives?"

I drew back slightly. He looked and sounded angry.

"Why don't you kill them?" He asked suddenly. "Why do you let sick human beings like them continue to live?"

"Because," I growled, my voice got loud and strained quickly. "Because If I kill them, or even fight back, then what do you think happens!?" I yelled. "They tell ANBU. ANBU thinks I'm to unstable and destructive, I get put behind bars, and treated like I'm some experiment!" My voice cracked at the end. "To those people, I'm a monster! If that's how they choose to deal with their problems, let them!"

Now we both drew back, but not because of each other.

"That's quite enough, boys."