I'm a little later than i planned with this chapter but still on date! Plz keep reviewing I love those! Also, pay attention to my title ;) *wink, wink* man, I'll be done with this story soon! But I'm so excited about that! Means more sleep...jk not really i still have my actual books to write! Thank you for reading!

Next update: 22nd!

Chapter Fourteen: Don't worry, Have hope

Everything happens for a reason they say, sometimes that reason is you and sometimes that reason is the reasoning of others but regardless of origin one thing still stands.

What happens, happens. What will happen is something we as people need to think of thoroughly because acting on impulse can bring nothing but grief.

I kissed him. I can't believe that I kissed him? These thoughts swirled in my head as we drove off, the new family with two guys, one new found son with a tragic pass, and some random kid making a visit who was somehow tragic boy's friend. Oh yeah, and tragic boy just kissed his random friend!

That's great!

Kakashi stared at us openly in his seat, positioning himself so that he could look on with ease. "You're going to get us in trouble with cops if you keep doing that!" Iruka warned, but he didn't push Kakashi into moving any further.

I glared at Kakashi who smiled at me and switched his gaze to Naruto, "Hey Naruto. If you have something you want to ask me, feel free to do so. That goes for you too Sasuke."

""Shut-up" I replied facing the window for the rest of the drive.

What am I going to do, Itachi?

Naruto went home almost as soon as we arrived, and I locked myself in my room after he left. Itachi's journal box was sitting on my tiny desk, taunting me with its secrets, with Itachi himself. The books were dating back to the time Itachi was twelve and said that he was writing in the book on the whims of a "stupid-new teacher" something that sounds more like me. But he must have found some use in it because he never stopped writing.

His latest book, or at least the one I found, was all used up and dated before his death. He had to have started another journal before then because he always buys one the next day. I mean bought one. So where is it?

One of his band members could have it, but why would he give it to them? Why would he walk out into speeding cars like that, regardless of his drunken state? I don't understand, but then again when it comes to Itachi I have trouble understanding him even in small ways.

Tomorrow I can go look for it in the apartment, but it will have to be after school. Everything is cleared out, and the landlord guy is just looking for someone to fill our spaces, but it doesn't mean I can't "break" in.

Because I still have the copy key to Itachi's apartment, it helps to have keys when you don't really know how to pick a lock.

Speaking of school tomorrow is bound to be hell. Everyone is going to be bothering me, and Naruto will avoid me, and his friends will just question me about it. Tomorrow I will have to do things right so no one bothers me later.

It was weird, Iruka offered to drive me to school; Kakashi takes off in the morning to go check on his store. The only reason Kakashi is a teacher at all is so he can bother Iruka all day in person rather than calling him periodically, it was a result of Iruka ignoring his calls.

But there was no choosing a route.

No rabid fan girls.

And some else cooked breakfast for me for the first time in a long time.

When I walked into the school no one was around, the halls were empty and I was very early. I managed to get the rest of my homework done while sitting in Kakashi's classroom. Iruka unlocks his door in the morning apparently, I find it funny how he can nag Kakashi all day and yet still help him.

By the time I finished the homework people were walking in, all of them threw me glances. I hate it when people know, I wish that the teachers would keep their traps shut and mind their own business because nothing is worse than when people you barely or never talk to on a daily basis know everything going on with you.

Death, sickness, tragedy, those things are for me alone to decide who should know and who shouldn't. Teachers are people, and students are people and people gossip and talk about each other and its infuriating to be under their gaze every damn second of the day!

"Your knuckles are white, grabbing that pencil a little too hard aren't you Sasuke?" I looked up to see Shikamaru and Choji taking seats near me. Shikamaru nodded down to my hand, and I unclenched the pencil setting it on my desk with care. Deep breathe, Sasuke. Deep breath. What did Shikamaru care anyway? He's usually setting up his sleeping arrangements by now. "Don't go crazy, otherwise people will really bother you trust me. Also don't worry about Ino and Sakura getting all into your business. I took care of that. Night, see you second period."

Then he was out and I was slightly stunned. Choji didn't say anything to me; he just sat there and ate his chips. I wonder where Kiba and Naruto are. Somewhere around I bet? I braced myself for anything as I heard the door loudly bang open, Kiba's personal announcement of arrival.

"Sasuke?" Kiba said approaching me, slamming two hands on my desk and leaning in. Deep….breath…I don't need people to surround me just because I start going crazy like Shikamaru warned. It would be like the time I got sick only a thousand times worse and I would have a thousand times less patience. "Did Naruto say anything to you? Have you noticed anything?"

"What do you mean?" I swallowed, he didn't tell Kiba, and if he did then Kiba would just say it. But if Kiba doesn't know and he's asking about Naruto anyway then that means Naruto must be acting weirdly right?

"He's acting weirdly." Kiba said, "Just weird, I think something important happened because he seems very distracted and he keeps mumbling your name like I'm not there. Shino found him sitting outside and is bringing him in. You need to talk to him, I don't care when but sometime today, I would ask Gaara but apparently this has to do with you are something."

Kiba took his seat and Shino dragged in a dazed Naruto a moment later. Today is crazy already, my patience won't last.

I thought about how I would deal with Naruto, what I did to him is understandingly driving him nuts. At lunch I can pull him away and talk. This day is just so crazy, I keep saying it but it's true, I can't tell if I'm dreaming or sleeping. By the time lunch came around I decided it didn't matter, I would have to end this so that everything could go back to normal.

Naruto and Gaara were walking down the hall, Gaara seemed to be talking to him and Naruto was barely answering him with "yeah" and "nah" responses. Naruto and Gaara, they have been walking together like that for a long time now. Side by side, friends for a long time, close.

I rushed my pace, grabbing Naruto by the wrist, and yelling some sort of excuse at Gaara who probably already knew everything anyway. "Sasuke?" Naruto questioned, people seem to be saying that to me today. I didn't answer, but shoved my way past students and onto the outside sports fields where no one would bother us.

"Sasuke?" Naruto questioned, I released his hand swallowing deeply. "The kiss…why….?"

"I didn't mean to, it was something I just did because I was upset." I interrupted, this day is hell just like I feared only everything is going quite how I expected, "It was nothing."

Naruto's blue eyes darted around, landing on my face before he opened his mouth to answer, "It was nothing?"

"Yeah." I reinforced, "It wasn't anything at all. That would be weird, gross, and creepy. I mean Kakashi and Iruka are okay but it's still just…not...its gross. I was just experimenting with you; I thought it might make me feel better. I don't know!"

"Creepy….gross…EXPERIENTING!" Naruto said, clutching his fists, "What the fuck Sasuke?"

"Naruto I…'' That's when I felt his fist fly across my jaw and sunk into unconsciousness.

"Sasuke?" called a voice, I began to wonder if that was just the theme for my day, for people to talk to me with that tone saying my name in a questioning matter over and over, "Sasuke?"

I opened my eyes to view Shizune, our school nurse, hovering nearby with an ice pack on my jaw. I hate these beds, they are so uncomfortable and stiff, the pillows itch, and the blanket feels like hell. Oh wait, hell that's where I'm at today. Naruto punched me. He punched me.

"Are you alright? How are you feeling?" Shizune repeated, "Your friends brought you in here because they saw Naruto punching you. He's in the office now talking with the principle."

"I feel like crap." I replied, and it was true. This day is crazy, I feel weird, out of place, strange. People keep staring at me and Naruto…Naruto punched me. That part really hurt, what started out as a crappy day turned into a horrible one in a blink of an eye. Why would he punch me like that? He was the one who freaked out, he's the one who likes girls like Sakura, and I am his friend and I like him. And! And! And! I'm so sick of it!

I like him, as something more than a friend but I don't think that I love him or anything. Oh well, you can like plenty of other people in your life…right?

"Well Kakashi is taking you home, I'm going to go get him and let him know you are awake.", Said Shizune, who I know feels awkward being around me right now, as she stepped out of the room. I can't "go home" yet. I still have to do what I planned for Itachi before it's too late.

Because in the mists of all the information about Itachi that I know that I have been swimming around in all this time I forgot something vital, Itachi was always secretive. He would never keep his journal where someone could find it, much less anything else of importance.

I remember when I was little, one night I walked in to find Itachi slipping something into the air vent of his room. He thought that I didn't see him, or maybe he didn't care but that wasn't the point. What if that thing he slipped in the air vent was a journal? Then I have to give it a shot.

I checked the halls, scanning for teachers and staff, before dashing out the nearest door and running down the block. People are always talking about how fun running is, how it feels amazing. It's not true.

Running sucks ass.

Especially when you have a few possible broken body parts, but that's not the point, regardless of the complete torture I went through I kept running until I reached the apartments. Just the steps now, I grasped the railing heaving myself up for every step while my legs freaked out.

Running up these steps with Naruto was fun.

I remember that Naruto said I was smiling, it was also the first time Itachi….I can't think about that now, I have to get in the damn house. It's a good think I kept the key in my pocket this whole day. My hands shook somewhat as I slid the key into the lock.

Or tried to.

It won't go in, it's not going in! What? I…I don't. I leaned against the door, sliding down and reaching my feet over the doormat and playing with its outer edges.

Why… did they change the lock?

You guys may have noticed a radical use of "and" in this chapter, but that was on purpose to create a sort of erratic state of mind within him. Like he was walking around in circles and didn't know where he was going! I actually found it pretty annoying, but I did it anyway. Hope that you guys got the right vibes from that and not the wrong one because it was a rushed chapter, and I did write it inbetween naps. So, eh not so confident!