Mou~ Fanfiction messed up one of my faces on the last chapter. It was the 'Yeah! Rock on!' one. It left its eyes out so it ended up looking funny.

Ohhh~ So many plot bunnies… I'm drowning in them, they won't stop multiplying. Ugh, I'm going to be dead by the end of this week.

I was away for the week – on urgent business – and so I couldn't update because I wasn't about to lug my fifty pound 1998 computer halfway across the state… don't be angry, because if I did my computer might have complained about the air being dry and then he would've had a seizure and then I would never get to update… ever!

Mmhmm.

So, we've seen mostly Naruto's thoughts on Sasuke, so in this chapter we're going to see Sasuke's side of things… and let me warn you - Sasuke's a pervert and you'll find that his thoughts keep leading to some inappropriate things (which is why the rating changed). Of course, Sasuke doesn't think of Naruto purely in that way… he just does is subconsciously to avoid facing the fact that he just might love Naruto. Aww~ Poor guy, doesn't even know he's in love~

There will be some Sasuke and Naruto POV because… it just needs to be done so as to prevent the dreaded disease of confusion to spread amongst you loyal readers because of my insane writing.

DISCLAIMER: I'll own Naruto when I own the world. But that doesn't look like it is going to be happening in the future... At all.

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~Chapter eight~

Pretense

"Naruto, Naruto - you won't believe what happened!" Kiba exclaimed as he raced up to his blond friend Monday morning. Said blond shut his locker and turned to look at him in question as to why the dog lover was so happy.

"Hinata-chan had chosen me to be her servant!" Kiba exclaimed happily, and none to quietly. Naruto blinked, and then blinked, and then blinked some more… who?

"Hinata-chan? Who's that?" Naruto questioned while walking towards his class, well his and Kiba's class as of now.

"How do you not know who she is?! She's the best - she's a beauty - she's got brains - she's Hinata Hyuuga!" Kiba exclaimed while frantically waving his arms as if he were in an advertisement. Naruto had to bite back a laugh at his friend's antics.

"It looks like butter - it tastes like butter - I can't believe it's not butter!" Naruto exclaimed, a perfect re-enactment of Kiba's previous antics. The dog lover's face fell… had he really sounded like that? No, it was probably just Naruto being Naruto again. The blond chuckled at his friends face before stepping into his class, well Sasuke's class - not that he was thinking about that fact, no.

"I'm kidding Kibbles. So, this Hinata chick, she's like… a goddess or something?" Naruto questioned while lingering in the doorway, god forbid he have to carry on with this conversation with Sasuke breathing down his neck. Kiba smiled and a dreamy look passed over his face.

"Yes~ I think I'm in love~" he said while clasping his hands dramatically. Naruto took a wary step back and rubbed his eyes to make sure he hadn't imagined the hearts in his friend's eyes or the rotating, floating flowers and sparkles - he had. Weird… maybe his subconscious was telling him something.

Speaking of someone's subconscious telling them something, Sasuke was currently reading a book titled Dreams and your subconscious and in it he read that dreams are just your subconscious putting things together that your conscious couldn't… cool. But, if that was true, then that would mean Sasuke's subconscious - whom he dubbed Chidori - was telling him he wanted to have hot sweaty man sex with Naruto, and maybe one of his bentos for lunch… Sasuke shook his head, he thought that wrong. His subconscious - Chidori - was telling him he wanted Naruto's super deluxe bento… just his super deluxe bento… and maybe bodily contact with Naruto in the form of innocent kisses… and then hot sweaty man sex.

Sasuke scoffed angrily while tapping the pencil he stole from naruto several weeks ago against his desk harshly so that the paint was chipping off. What the hell was with his train of thought and running off to… those kinds of things?! It was weird, and more importantly gay - like rainbows and little tiny sheep finger puppets that have elastic inside so when you go to operate it, it feels like your shoving your finger up someone's ass!

The Uchiha sighed - something he as an Uchiha shouldn't do - before stuffing Kokubanfuki (The name of Naruto's pencil incase you forgot) in his bag, he didn't want Naruto to steal it back; he had become attached to the thing. Really, what had brought up all this insane and socially wrong thoughts? … Maybe it had something to do with that kiss between them - Sasuke really wasn't sure - or maybe it had nothing to do with anything and it was just a phase in Sasuke's life, another mild stepping stone he'd have to cross. Yeah, that was it - all this is just the heat getting to him… the weather heat.

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'Sometimes, that dobe really annoys me' I thought as I glanced at said blond who was leaning against the door frame talking to his friend… why is he here anyway? He'll be late if he doesn't leave soon, or dead if he gets any closer to my usuratonkachi. I mean really, do people not know the meaning of gay anymore? If you spend half your time talking to your guy friend you must be gay. If you smack your guy friend's ass because he did a good job, you're gay. Listen people, that's no good sportsmanship or being a good friend, it's called being gay and you probably want in your friend's pants… Kiba, there's no way I'm letting you in Naruto's pants.

The bell rung signaling the start of class and I watched as Kiba took a seat next to Neji's cousin. The Hyuuga girl chose HIM? Seriously? Whatever, it's not like it's any of my business, besides I have more important matters to attend to - like Naruto who is cautiously approaching me as if I were a killer whale or something… or a ramen burglar. Maybe if I set a bowl of ramen on my desk he wouldn't spend three minutes walking over here, and another five just sitting down. He's being immature and childish, and so help me it's going to stop.

"Naruto." I started as soon as said blond - finally - took his seat. He flinched away from me and pretended to be looking for something in his bag, but I continued anyway.

"I need you to be a proper servant and cater to my needs." I stated bluntly and smirked at his miffed expression. It was cute to watch, but that's not important right now. What's important is that I need to set things straight between us.

"I'll bring you a bento tomorrow." He mumbled quietly before waving at some random classmate and mouthing words to a nonexistent conversation. As if I'd fall for that. It's obvious he's trying to get me to stop talking, but his horrible acting won't work on me… because I'm an Uchiha and I can naturally catch bluffs.

"That'd be enjoyable, but I'd rather you talk to me and quit avoiding me like the plague." I stated while yanking his sleeve so he'd look at me instead of continuing to make a fool of himself. Anger flashed in his eyes momentarily before he - despite the fact he's supposed to be angry with me - yanked his arm away and confronted me.

"I'm not avoiding you! Your just being difficult!" he exclaimed and I scrunched my nose in distaste. Me? I'm not the one being difficult, he is! I'm just being mature about this! Sure I'm making it seem like this distance between us is his fault – though really it's mine, but don't expect me to admit it again – by ordering him around and playing the 'I'm your master' card. Fine, I'll be reasonable, I'll be an adult about this so long as it gets Naruto talking to me and I in his pants… err… pantaloons? No – so long as we can be – dare I say it – friends again. I sighed heavily before speaking.

"Your right Naruto… I'm being difficult." I started and I had to hold back a smirk at Naruto's lost expression.

"I-I, you… what?" he questioned cutely and I chuckled at his adorableness mentally.

"I said, I'm being difficult and I want to say… to say that I'm… I'm sorry… for everything… for kissing you… for being an ass about if afterwards… for the school finding out… everything. I'm truly sorry Naruto." Wow, I'm proud of myself. That was really hard to say, and the dobe better appreciate it.

"You… yo-you mean it? Ser… seriously?" he questioned and I nodded my head. He looked confused for a second and I watched as a flurry of emotions passed over Naruto's face, so fast that I wasn't even able to recognize any. He smiled.

"Okay Sasuke, I forgive you. We can be friends and forget that incident ever happened." He stated and I was mildly surprised that he gave in so easy. I half expected him to rant on how Yes, I should be sorry for all the things I did, but… he just… accepted it… odd.

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Is it wrong that I'm doing this? Pretending that everything's okay even though it's not? Well, it doesn't matter if it's right or wrong! All that matters is that I'm okay and that it's right for me. It doesn't matter that when Sasuke said he regretted kissing me and for everything else, it doesn't matter that my heart broke into a million little pieces, and it doesn't matter that I don't even know why his words hurt so much…

He has no idea what he's doing to me, so it is best that I forgave him and pushed my feelings aside. Friends, that's what we are and I'm okay with that… it's what I want. I love attention and so, the more friends the better but… It hurts, it hurts so much and I'm so confused… I don't know what's wrong anymore. I should be happy he's sorry for taking my first kiss, I should be happy that Sakura's faithful to me, but I'm not… I'm confused, angry, hurt and I don't even know why.

I turned away from Sasuke who was staring at me for the umpteenth time today, looking at me with that, THAT look. That caring look, the one that says 'I'm happy were together again'. What's worse, is he doesn't even notice he's looking at me that way, and I don't even know WHY he looks at me that way… Do I look at Sasuke that way? I hope not, it'd be embarrassing.

I glanced at him from the corner of my eye before frowning and staring down at my desk. Why is he doing this to me? One moment he's a bastard, the next he's a… a friend… no, it seems like more than that… friends don't stare at each other the way we stare at each other. I catch myself staring at Sasuke with a look saying that nothing else matters. With a look that says all the ramen in the world could blow up and the recipe could be lost forever but that'd just be okay… because I have him. That's not right though, because I have Sakura – the girl I was chasing after since I first laid my eyes on her. I don't look at her like I look at Sasuke though… I don't look at her like I'm in love… love… Sasuke… Do I… Do I love you Sasuke? Do these feelings mean that I love you?

I frowned before glancing at Sasuke who for once wasn't looking at me and I couldn't help but to smile at how his eye lashes fluttered and how the classroom lighting made his hair shine blue. I couldn't help but smile at the quirk of his lips, and smile at his porcelain skin…

'Heh, yeah right… there's no way I could ever love Sasuke' I thought as I glanced down at my note book, Sasuke's amazing, handsome, smart, beautiful but… to love him? Nope, never – won't happen… Loving him would be going too far. I like him – that much is obvious but how can you love someone you don't even know? How can you love someone when you have someone else? You can't, and so I don't. These feelings I feel for Sasuke will go away, or better – I'll feel them for Sakura instead. So for now, I'll just push these feelings aside and be the friend Sasuke wants me to be.

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The next couple of weeks found Sasuke and Naruto going about their lives like master and servant, like friends. Sasuke still glowered when Naruto and Sakura got too close for comfort, and Naruto had to scold himself every time he kissed his pink-haired girl friend on how it's wrong to imagine that she's Sasuke. All in all, any outsider would think they were the best of friends, with no problems whatsoever.

However, if that outsider were to take a small peek inside their minds they'd see that nothing way okay. They'd see the strain placed on the two boys as they pretended that they only saw one another as merely friends… they'd see how their act, their charade… their pretense… was about to break and fall to pieces.

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So… I wrote this kind've oddly in my opinion… It's like two in the morning and I don't think my mind is stable… so forgive me if it's confusing or anything - it makes sense in my head.

Yeah… please review; because they make me feel happy and appreciated… thanks to all the people that have reviewed, and the ones who have alerted and favorite-ed… they all make me so happy.

Oh, Kiba's nickname Kibbles - it just came to me and I thought it was cuter than dog-breath or some of those other name my fellow Fanfiction authors use… Heh, I also own a sheep finger puppet named Fleece and every time I operate him (by sticking my finger up his ass) I feel like I'm violating and raping him. He has elastic too (which would be like 'a tight ring of muscle' as some of you may have read if you read those saucy SasuNaru's) it ensures that he won't slip off my finger.

Things are about to get – dare I say it – ANGST-FILLED! Because I'm so nice I'll tell you that the next chapter will be called – drum roll please – Falling pt 2! Yay, I bet you've been waiting for that! Maybe I'll update early since I didn't update last week… maybe.