Heh. I'm back with chapter 5 of What's luv gotta do with it? ,. And
the stupid gothic ninja in question isn't even the main villain. He's
just something I thought up on a spur of the moment thing. I am
suffering from severe pure evil Writer's block. Arrggghhh! So I have
no idea what so ever on what I am doing therefore no summary. So If
ANY one has an idea, please tell me. I do not own Naruto, because if I
did there would be gothic ninjas. Wait has anyone seen a gothic ninja.
Is there such a thing?

Y: -_-;

S: Fluff, fluff, fluff, fluff, fluff, fluff, fluff. We need fluff. ^_^

I: -_-;;; Gomen about that, I will try to add fluff and cut down on
the angst. Gomen

S: _

I blinked and repeated this process until the place I was at stopped
being the place I was at. It did not change. Where. was. I? It was
somewhere I had never been I'm sure. It wasn't the Ramen Shop because
there were no smells of ramen, at this matter food, cooking. No
people. Just a lot of water dripping in slow motion. Which sounded
like an earthquake with all this silence. Where is that water coming
from?

It was quiet. Way too quiet. It was annoying to say the least. How did
I get here? Last thing I remember was..Training lots of training and
shopping. I really need to get back at Kakashi for that one. Stupid
leather outfit making people who I don't even know staring at me like
on display. Which I'm not. And then I was walking and I remember.
Stupid Goth Ninja. I hate him or her or eeeerrrr. Whoever I hate them.
Then Sasuke he..Wait.

Why was he there? Was he following me? Nah. He wouldn't do that. He's
not a stalker. Probably came running after I screamed. Wait. Why did
he come? I sighed and tried to get up, ended up slipping and landed on
my bad shoulder. I used me uninjured hand to clamp my mouth shut, so I
would not howl in burning pain. Still. Why was he there? Stupid
thought won't leave me alone. I shrugged it off, probably came because
a fight was a fight whomever the victim in this case me is.

Now back to the more important question. Where am I? Last time I
checked trees were brown not white. I know where I am. How could I
forget? I'm at my house. How did I get here? I growled, stupid
questions that won't leave me alone. At least I know why I didn't
notice my house right away, it was clean. Who could of done this?
Iruka, nah he wouldn't of. He barges in, sits, talks, and barges out.
Did he find me? Or did Sasuke drag me back?

I tossed that idea out the window, Mr. Popularity dragging me back
here. He wouldn't waste his time. Still, it was best not to know the
truth. The truth is painful, look what happen with Mizuki. I found out
why I was hated. Hai, sometimes its best not to know the truth. I
heard a noise, a loud noise. Something fell and clattered to the
ground, a pan maybe. And then some cursing. Someone was here.

That someone also happened to be cooking. I could tell. Yep it was
Ramen. I wish I were positioned at a different angle. Whoever is too
far in the kitchen. Not that I could see this so-called person. It
seems my sight has decided not to cooperate and the result is
everything is doubled, tripled, some are even quartet. Kuso.
Everything was far too blurry. Hazy. Whatever you call it. No way that
gothic ninja's stupid dagger hurt me this bad. Sure my shoulder is in
the process of extreme pain. But that's it. Right?

I did get some blood in my eyes, but it couldn't do this to my vision?
Could it? I leaned over the side of the bed trying to see who dares
enter my house. I leaned a little bit too far, and the ground decided
to kiss me. Of course I was way too far up, so a little force called
gravity decided to interfere. Hence the ground kissing me. I gasped
rather loudly, since the position I'm in is rather painful. All the
pressure of my body is on my not-dislocated-but-almost-there shoulder.

At that point some blood escaped my shoulder, and some shuffling in
the kitchen. Therefore the intruder came to face-to-face with and I
would off laughed till my lungs burst if the circumstances were
different. I never thought I would see the day that * he * was in an
apron. Thank whoever likes me up there, it wasn't pink. Do I even own
an apron? Now this said person who I never thought would be here of
all places was staring at me oddly. Sasuke.

"Hey Sasuke."

"What are you doing?" He asked his eyebrows still raised.

" I got into a fight with the floor and lost."

No way would I tell him what I really was doing. The fact that I
temporally forgotten where I was, still don't know how I got here, and
was trying to find who was in the kitchen. Stupid gravity. The
confusion escaped Sasuke's face to be replaced with annoyance. I had
that affect on people. Then I stupidly asked a question I shouldn't
of. It appears my brain decided to not wake up with my body,

"What are you doing here?"

"What does it look like?"

"How am I supposed to know?" He noticed my confusion. At least I think
he did.

"Making you breakfast."

Now I was even more confused then I was already and it was giving me
a headache. No one has EVER made me breakfast. Iruka usually takes me
out. But no one ever made me breakfast. He walked back towards the
kitchen.

"Oi Sasuke. Do you remember in training when I knocked you upside the
head with my fist."

"Yeah. So?"

"Did I knock something lose?"

"Nani?! What are you talking about, dobe?"

Okay maybe it didn't knock something lose, or cause further brain
damage then I thought. It didn't answer the question of him being
here.

"Why are you here?"

"Because I can."

"Says who?"

".."

Caught him on that one. But if he didn't know why he was here, and I
don' t know why he is here, or why I am here. I 'm going to stop now,
since I'm confusing myself.

"I..I was worried, I guess."

Along with the blinding pain, and bad eyesight did that stupid Goth
Ninja did something to my eardrums? Cause I could of sworn Sasuke said
he was * worried * about me. Rivals aren't supposed to worry about
their opponents they are supposed to beat them.

"Say what?"

"You heard what I said."

"Why?" Sasuke took a while before answering.

"You took some bad hits back there, got Iruka all upset. Even Kakashi,
which is a wonder itself."

They were worried about me. They were. Maybe I'm the one suffering
from brain damage. This is way too confusing. I mentally shrugged and
tried to at least get in a better position so I could stop gritting my
teeth. I rose two inches before my head spun and once again fell on my
bad shoulder. Apparently I also cracked some ribs since it was harder
to breathe. I rose, tried to at shift some weight to my other shoulder
and once again * slipped *.

I waited for another close interaction of the floor, but it never
came. Sasuke had caught me. It looked like him. I decided not to find
out which one was the * real * Sasuke, since all three of them looked
real enough. Stupid hazy vision. I can't believe he had caught me.
Maybe he was jealous of the close * relationship * the floor and me
had. Maybe not. Kuso. He was close. Very close.

I watched as he carefully tried to lift my injured shoulder over
around his neck, and try to get a better grip, while his other arm
encircled my waist. I winced. A lot. To say the least, total
embarrassment and humiliation reigned supreme. Sasuke seemed to notice
my embarrassment and said nothing, just turned his head. Then he
carefully lifted *us * up and placed me on the bed. Still not saying a
word.

I caught a look at his face. He was angry at something. At himself.
Let me guess. He doesn't know why he caught me. How am I supposed to
know why? His arm is still encircling my waist, his other hand
gripping my wrist. Despite his outer attitude he's doing this rather
carefully and gently. I expected him to just drop my on the bed.

He notices me staring at him and lets go. Mumbling about checking how
the ramen is doing. Kuso. Talk about close encounters. As if today
couldn't get any weirder. Leaning on my better shoulder, I decide let
Sasuke do what he wants. For now. I'll confront him on his actions
later. And rub it in his face. When I at least know why my heart is
beating so hard. Deciding that's the best option, I let sleep overcome
me.

I have a few ideas, luckily, on the blurry Naruto. If you have any.
TELL ME! I'm desperate!!!!! I also know that the Naruto has healing
powers due to the fox demon sealed inside of him, just for this one
little chapter I'm going to ignore that tiny fact. Alright?

Well ladies and germs there you have a not so fluffy chapter.

Annachan- Gomen Nasagi. About the last chapter. I got carried away
with Naruto's p.o.v.

Wuffieluver- I once again thank you for your loyalty

Thank you all you people for reading my fanfics and not minding my
terrible spelling. * grins * Now review and I'll write more later.
Hasta.