Wow. It's been a LONG time since I update this. Enjoy.

Hobo in the House

After a short walk, Katy pulled Sasuke down a cement path that led out of the park into a local housing track. At the end of a small culvusac, there was a compact two story house tucked in the corner. It was the typical American house with a porch swing and tree in front and to the left. Her house was generic to the point of a tire swing hanging off a tree branch.

"Let's go." She dragged him towards the tree.

It was clear to Sasuke she planned to climb the tree and enter through the second story. It was late, and obvious why she was sneaking around, but he failed to see how she would need his help. Only moments earlier she'd been invading the personal space of his face while hanging upside down from a tree.

"What do you need me for?" He growled.

Katy continued on, getting ready to scale the tree. "Well, I think I may have shut my window by accident…"

"Then open it." He shot back irritably.

She shrugged off his hostility. "Easier said than done." By now she was wrapped around the tree trunk and inching her way up. The whole thing was happening way slower than Sasuke had patience for.

He was ready to go up himself and give a demonstration on proper tree climbing when Katy gave a flying leap of the tree. Sasuke froze, waiting for her to hit the ground. Instead, Katy splayed her arms, barely catching a tree limb. She twisted her body like a wild monkey and continued her odd slinky-like movements from branch to branch. Sasuke was tempted to gawk and make rude comments about her method of tree climbing, but thought better of it. However annoying or weird she may have been, she was giving him a place to sleep.

Using a small amount of chakra that he regained through the day, Sasuke scaled the tree without incident. As he reached the top, he watched her slip in the window. Window, my ass.

Sighing to himself with disbelief, Sasuke followed suit. Once inside, he made a point to take careful note of his surroundings, or he would have, had he not been so thoroughly horrorified. Every inch of the room's walls were covered in posters and printed pictures, plushies lined the bed, and the whole space was themed navy blue with the Uchiha crest. Every piece of the room was like a giant memorial to HIM. Sasuke stared, open-mouthed.

"What?" Katy raised an eyebrow. Then she did a double-take of her own room as well. "Oh," she smiled as if she understood. "My apologies, I wasn't expecting you. I'm sorry it's so messy."

'Messy' was the last thing Sasuke was worried about. He was beginning to wonder about staying with the brunette. Turning about himself, his eyes rested on Katy. He gave her a disgusted glare. "This is…. This is…. Sick." It was the best word he could come up with at the moment.

She looked disappointed. "I didn't think you'd be that upset about it. You're way dirtier than anything in here." Katy paused, gray eyes examining him again. "You need a shower."

He ignored her. "I mean this!" He pointed at a plushy, afraid to touch it.

But she had her back turned to him and was shuffling about in her closet. Finally she emerged. "Here. Shower's next door." She jerked her thumb towards.

Sasuke looked incredulous for a moment before letting rage take hold. "NO." She appeared befuddled. "I am NOT showering here." He didn't trust her after entering her room. Who knew what she would do if he showered or slept there? There was no way he cooperate with anymore.

Katy seemed to read his mind. Sighing in resignation, she shoved the shower supplies into his arms. "The door does have a lock." She sounded extremely disappointed.

The thought provided little comfort. But as he caught his own reflection on her closet door's mirror, Sasuke realized just how much he need to bathe. The lock would have to do for now. I still won't sleep here… He told himself determinedly.

Geez. Fangirls don't change, do they? lol I almost feel bad for Sasuke... But not quite.