Author's Note: Okay, so a short chapter today! I'm sorry, but I just felt so right ending it where I did. I like writing a short chapter every so often. Kinda keeps a story on track since you can't include as many details.

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IMBOSIBRUU: I was hoping someone would find Sasuke having to act like a dog funny. I'm so sorry about your character. D: I HATE when my favorite just up and dies. I feel your pain. :'( I'm glad my story was able to bring some laughter your way! :D

shalala: I will always update if I have the time to write. (: I made Sasuke the bad guy because I'm not sticking completely to their character. I'm doing more than just going with who they are right now. I'm going in and expanding on their emotions and feelings at different points in their life. *POSSIBLE SPOILER AHEAD* Sasuke isn't exactly the nicest person around in the current manga. He's gone completely nuts. He's killed his brother and is now trying to destroy the Leaf. Does that not sound evil to you? *SPOILER OVER* Right now, I'm going off his evil character, and just translating it to a very different Sasuke most wouldn't expect. I hope I made since with my explanation! (:

Enjoy chapter 6!

Chapter 6

Naruto sat in the chair laughing his ass off. He could hardly breathe, let alone talk. He had just told Sasuke to go piss on the curtains, and Sasuke, not being one to back out of his deals, was currently doing so. Naruto was enjoying this too much. Sasuke only had to act like a dog for another twenty minutes. He was going to have to remember to whip this out when he needed a good laugh.

"You shouldn't be enjoying this so much," Sasuke said as he zipped up his pants. Naruto stilled laughed, ticking off Sasuke a little more. "Stop laughing dobe, it's not that funny."

"But Sasuke it's hilarious. Oh I wish I had recorded that," Naruto said, chuckling a little more before clutching his sides and wiping his eyes. He hadn't laughed that hard in ages.

"Hn."

"Lighten up! If that had me I bet your emotionless ass would let out at least a chuckle."

"Dobe." Naruto was ready to yank all his hair out. How could someone not even have the slightest bit of humor! It didn't make sense for someone to be that emotionless.

"Go drag your ass on the ground, Uchiha," Naruto said with a grumble. Nothing can be fun when the other person can put you in a pissy mood.

Sasuke sighed heavily before going and complying with Naruto's command. Naruto couldn't even find this funny anymore! He glanced up at the clock before groaning loudly and throwing his head into his folded arms on the table. Sasuke looked over at Naruto with a black face, but with slight curiosity in his eyes.

"What's wrong, dobe? Is your game not fun anymore?"

"I've got to be at work in four hours. I'm going to die from lack of sleep," Naruto said, not moving from his position. Sasuke glanced at the clock, knowing full well it couldn't be four o'clock in the afternoon.

"Dobe, its only two in the morning. Work isn't until eight tonight."

"Unlike you, teme, some people have more than one damn job," Naruto said roughly lifting his head to look at Sasuke. Their eyes locked for a second, but Naruto looked away immediately. He wasn't intimidated by Sasuke, but he didn't want him to think anything he saw on his face was sadness. He didn't want Sasuke to have the upper hand, he had just gotten it!

"Why do you need two jobs?" Sasuke asked, his eyes going big immediately, like he had surprised himself by asking. Naruto noticed this. Did he not mean to ask that?

Naruto adjusted him position. He was sitting at the breakfast bar in the kitchen. He readjusted how he was sitting on the stool before looking Sasuke straight in the eyes.

"I need two jobs because neither one will pay all of the bills."

"Seventy-two thousand a year isn't enough for a simpleton like you?" Sasuke seemed to enjoy pissing Naruto off. Could it be a secret hobby after buying whores? Naruto felt like he was going to strangle the man for his words. He didn't know shit, so why the hell was he coming to his own conclusions?

"If I didn't have debts I had to pay off it would be plenty! But I do so no, it's not enough! I'll probably never make enough to pay it off! Add that to the fact that I need to buy a car so I don't have to walk everywhere, a new heater so I don't freeze to death this winter, and food which is damn expensive, I need more than what either of my job pays. I barely make it by with the ninety-three thousand I make!" Naruto huffed as he breathed. He had just told Sasuke, someone he barely knew, most of his problems in the rudest way he could. Damn, did it feel good to get that off his chest.

"You make nearly six figures. What kind of debts do you have, dobe?"

"That's none of your damn business!"

"We are going to be stuck together for a long time, dobe. I'd rather you not exchange your knowledge of what I do in my private time in order to reduce your sentence for not paying taxes or whatever debt you have."

Naruto laughed, full on laughed. That was rich. Sasuke Uchiha was worried about Naruto's debts because he thought he would exchange information. Naruto couldn't help but laugh at the stupidity. Sasuke stood there, what the fuck was written all over his face.

"I wish those of the kind of debts I had. Other than a huge hospital bill, my other debts have nothing to do with paying the government. Taxes aren't a problem for me. I put money aside to pay for those every year. My debts could get me killed if I don't pay them. My debts belong to a whole other. They wouldn't give a damn about a Sasuke Uchiha getting on sites to buy hookers. The just want their money and they will do anything to get it."

"Hey Sai, do we have anymore whole grain bread?" Naruto called, looking for some of the grain bread to satisfy a customer.

"Nope, I haven't had any time to make any today. Sorry."

"Crap." Naruto turned to the lady who was his current customer. "Ma'am, we don't have any of that bread right now. Can I offer you anything else?" It was around one in the afternoon. It was almost the end of Naruto's shift and he couldn't wait to go home. After he left Sasuke last night, he went straight to the apartment and slept for around an hour before waking up from a nightmare. He had been too horrified to go back to sleep. He just wanted to go to sleep once he got off, and hopefully not be haunted by nightmares before work.

"Oh, no thank you. I will just go eat somewhere else."

The lady walked out the door. Once she was out, Sai snickered. Naruto glared at him. Sai knew full well Naruto rarely had time to cook new bread and keep up with customers during lunch rush. He sighed and let it go. The kid would always try to make Naruto look bad, no matter how hard Naruto worked.

"Naruto? Can I have a word with you?" Sakura's singsong voice came from the back. Naruto felt a chill run up his spine. Sakura only sounded nice while in the back when she was delivering punishment. He wasn't in the mood. He didn't even do anything wrong this time!

Naruto walked to the back, hoping it was something about the bread. He could handle getting yelled at for bread.

"You called?" Naruto asked before sitting down in a chair in front of Sakura. She looked up at him. Her eyes were filled with sadness. He knew this wasn't going anywhere pretty today.

"Naruto, I talked to my boss. He asked about your performance. I had to tell him the truth Naruto. He said your performance was something he would not tolerate and all but ordered me to fire you. I'm sorry." Sakura looked down at her hands, avoiding Naruto's eyes at all costs.

He couldn't believe what he was hearing. Naruto shook his head. He stood up abruptly and walked out. He walked angrily through the store, out the door, and to his apartment. He didn't bother to notice if people stared, he didn't care. He felt hurt. He worked his ass off, yet people couldn't see that. It only mattered if he was on time, not that he got people in and out and raised profit by fifteen grand a month. Nothing mattered to anyone higher up unless it came to the time you worked.

Naruto got to his apartment in record time. He fumbled with his keys. His hands were shaking violently front anger. He tried three times to open his door, but couldn't. His anger was boiling. He couldn't describe his anger. He tried to open the door again. He dropped his keys, then lost it. He roared as he punched the brick wall next to his door. He cracked a brick, and probably every bone in his hand. He didn't care, it felt good to throw his anger at the wall. He didn't it again, not as forceful. He couldn't feel the pain through the amount of adrenaline flowing through him.

Short chapter, I know. I hope that doesn't disappoint too many people! More chapters will be released soon. (:

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