C-kun: I DON'T WANNA TYPE THE CHAPTER.

K-chan (on the phone): HORRIBLE, HORRIBLE, HORRIBLE. (saying about Naruto cosplayers)

C-kun: ... Okay...

K-chan: They hurt my eyes.

C-kun: ... HAHAHAHA. That's hezza funny.

Disclaimer: Why do WE need one? If we're here, on fanfiction ... doesn't that just PROVE that we do not own Naruto? But C-kun does own a Naruto headband... And a Kakashi doll... And three Kakashi models... And a Kakashi pen... And a Kakashi keychain... And a Kakashi stamp... And a Kakashi cosplayer's picture. Okay, C-kun owns a lot of Kakashi items, but she does also have an Itachi model! And a Naruto wristband. Yea, C-kun's a freak, and damn proud of it.

Chapter V

"Sasuke-kun!" squealed Sakura, "Where did you go to?"

"Out." was the ebony-haired beauty's only reply as he began to play his bass guitar. This was true. Sasuke had been out, leaving the lunch table five minutes after that one sexy Kakashi dude had gotten there.

"Out where?" Sakura persisted.

"To the bathroom."

Back at Okiwa.

The meeting had ended after only after a ten minute discussion. All they needed to do was have their band practice everyday and to fix the door Chiharu broke. Speaking of Chiharu, as she was getting up from her seat, Tohru put a hand on her shoulder, pushing her back into the seat, waiting for the rest of the student body to leave.

"I need to talk to you," Tohru said to Chiharu.

"What is it now?" Chiharu asked, getting testy from being so hungry. She hadn't ate lunch yet and was tempted to eat Tohru's arm.

"It's about you-know-what."

Chiharu thought for a minute, then replied, "What was you-know-what again?"

Tohru got frustrated, then almost shouted, "STALKERS UNITED, DUMBASS."

"Ohhhhhh. That thing. What about it?"

"I want you to stalk Itachi for me."

"Oh, that one guy you like."

Tohru got up from his president's chair, putting one foot on the round table. "I DO NOT LIKE ITACHI. THAT IS TRUE. BUT IT IS LOVE. I LOVE HIM LIKE... LIKE HOW I NEED THE AIR. FOR MY LOVE FOR HIM RUNS DEEPER THAN ANYTHING YOU HAVE EVER FELT BEFORE. IT IS THICKER THAN BLOOD, MORE SOLID THAN DIAMONDS. I HAVE LOVED ITACHI EVER SINCE I FIRST LAID EYES ON HIM--"

"Which was only a week ago, baka... at the park... when he shoved you ... into the trashcan ... for trying to cop a feel on him... 'cause you thought he was a prostitute... at 3AM in the morning."

"IT WAS NOT A PUSH OF HATE; IT WAS A PUSH OF LOVE. The love that he feels for me, as I have felt for him since last week!"

"More like a push of 'get away from me, you homosexual molester, for I am straight, unlike you...'"

Flashback Begin -- A week before.

Tohru couldn't sleep that night. So he went out for a walk in the park at 3AM, wearing his Okiwa uniform. He got many looks from the pedestrians.

'I bet they cannot deny my beauty. For I am more beautiful than all of them,' he thought to himself as he laughed on the outside, "Oh, ho, ho, ho, ho."

It was then that he had saw him. That beautiful specimen, sitting on one of the park benches alone. His crimson eyes, his ebony-colored hair tied in the back, the scandalous outfit he wore composed of a meshed shirt that hugged his chest and black leathered pants. Tohru then knew, he must be a hooker! Not only that, HE MUST'VE BEEN A HOMOSEXUAL HOOKER.

'This must be my lucky night,' Tohru thought. 'To find such a beautiful male here at the park, at this time.' He strutted towards the man then sat on the bench with him. "Hey there, hot thang. How much?" The man didn't respond. He didn't even make notice of Tohru's presence. "Is it free then?"

Tohru put his hand on the man's leg and moved it upwards towards his "danger zone." The crimson-eyed stranger, grabbed Tohru's hand, snapped his head towards him and whispered threateningly, "Touch me again and die." Then shoved Tohru towards the trashcan opposite of them. He fell backwards into the can, smelling all the disgusting objects that was in there. Tohru lifted himself out of the trash, to find that the "hooker" was walking away.

"HOW RUDE," Tohru huffed, brushing all the trash off of him before following the man. Then 10 yards away from the bench, Tohru saw the man talking to a girl... A girl with rainbow-colored hair.

"HARUSAME CHIHARU. WHAT ARE YOU DOING TALKING TO THAT HOOKER!" Tohru was livid. He can talk to Chiharu, BUT NOT THE BEAUTIFUL TOHRU!

Chiharu noticed Tohru huffing and puffing as he made his way next to her. "Ehhhh? Hooker? Itachi-kun? NOW REALLY, TOHRU-SEMPAI. Itachi-kun is not a hooker... And why do you smell?"

Tohru looked from Chiharu to Itachi, back to Chiharu. "NOT A HOOKER! Then why is he dressed like that!"

"Why are you in a girls' uniform?"

"THAT'S NOT THE POINT."

Then Itachi interrupted before Chiharu could retaliate, "I wear what I want, and this is what I chose to wear. You have a problem with it?"

Itachi's crimson eyes met Tohru's hazel eyes. It was then, Tohru knew... IT WAS LOVE.

Flashback End.

"Tohru-sempai," Chiharu began, "Did we really need that flashback?"

"No, but it's just so beautiful... And it took up enough space." Tohru's hazel eyes sparkled. How he had love Itachi since then, and cursed Chiharu for never letting them meet until that night.

'Ahhhyaaa, I hope Tohru-sempai finds out Itachi was my ex...' Chiharu inched out of the room as Tohru daydreamed about Itachi.

C-kun: ... I AM HAPPY. I got a Naruto headband. SMILE. It's beautiful, and made of steel. Now, I can make people bleed when I headbutt them! BWAHAHAHAHA. This chapter was just ... rambling ... I mean, we're trying reallllyy hard to get to the point, but hey...writers' block.