A/N: Yo, I tried to be as descriptive as physically possible…well for the first few paragraphs…until the lights in my house WENT OUT! Heh, then since when I was writing the rest of the chapter I was in a goofy mood you could say Naruto's POV went from serious to goofy to serious. But then again, that's the Naruto we all know and love. It's 2:09 A.M. and I'm damned happy with how this chapter turned out.

P.S: This was a chapter to explain Naruto's odd behavior, I hope you catch it.

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He could feel the shock split into his ears, recording her soft whispers into his mind. Smiling, he thought of her tender fingers clutching the cold phone, feeling her flinch from his tone of voice he allowed the nerves to splash against his chest. The thought of her blush that flattered her cheeks, sapphire piercing into his mind, deafening his conscious, he could not contain it much longer.

Yet, as his eyes fluttered to adjust to the heat of the sun radiating from the window, he groaned to find that it was over. His dream was over. Oddly enough, these dreams have been common, all focused on the love of a beautiful woman. Of course, Naruto was a romantic at heart, and each of hallucinations fueled the attraction to love. Anyway, he reminded himself that he was still young, and a formidable bachelor at that.

"Aye…" He croaked, irritated with the lack of moisture in his throat. Stretching his arms over his head as his legs extended far out of the mattress. "Hmm?" He hummed, lifting his head to see that his usual position was far off this morning; his head met the side wall instead of the head post. "What have you been doing Naruto?" He chuckled to himself, scratching the loop of his ear. When he noticed that his hand was already occupied with a small object. "What the…?" He brought his hand to his face, squinting to read the screen of the telephone.

He chucked the phone out of his sight, breathing pace beginning to accelerate. His hands were scoping to ruffle his blonde bangs out of place as he squeezed his forehead, whispering "Not exactly…did I really?" Biting his lip, he couldn't believe he had just succumbed to his mental instincts so easily, without his intent. Anxiety crashed into his mind state as he overlooked all the names of females that he was somewhat familiar with. "Damn who could I have called? Sakura…jeez…Sakura would have killed me by now anyway, there's no way it could have been her. Phew," He wiped the sweat forming on his hairline, "Miss Hinata? Oh man…if it was Miss Hinata what could I have said to her…" He cussed loudly, ignoring the echoes that followed into the hallway. "Great, wonderful," Spitting with sarcasm, Naruto sat up onto the mattress, ignoring the creaks of his old bed. Kicking his on his socks he proceeded into the bathroom, after stepping over a few bundles of clothing.

"I'm going to hear this from Neji, jeez I hope I didn't say anything rude to the poor girl," Naruto shoved a toothbrush into his mouth, glaring at himself angrily into the mirror. He watched the pupils in his eyes dilate, acknowledging that this was going to be his theme of the day; uneasiness. "But I didn't…if it's exactly what I dreamt about…damn, I knew something was odd when I could feel the whole thing…" He pondered with a busy month. "It didn't sound like Hinata though, she wasn't stuttering…" Proceeding to spit, he washed the inside of his month.

That had to mean, the night before was also true, he comprehended, that also meant that he already kissed the girl, that is to say if it was the same girl from the night before. Which could only mean…

He smacked his forehead once more, returning back to his bedroom. "What the hell! I thought it was just a bunch of dreams, turns out I was sleep walking. Now I feel like a moron," A discharge of profanity flew out of his month; he tripped over his jeans in his clumsy state. "But she knew it was me, she called me by my name, and she's not Hinata." He sighed in relief, mentally scratching her name off the board.

Without time to spare, he was already late to meet Sasuke for whatever the hell that boy wanted; it didn't really matter at the time.

Monday: Mid-Morning.

Ino lightly bit the straw, hearing the plastic crack between her teeth. Her leg shook that the end of her heels caused a tune with the marble floor. Blue eyes were fixated upon the reflection that met her through the main doors. It was a fancy café spot to meet, even for Miss Yamanaka, but she felt as if she had to say something, or talk to someone.

Her fingers fiddled with the blonde bangs that covered a part of her view, other times she would have scolded Shikamaru or Chouji for showing such worry. Of course, it wasn't mature. But now was not the time for pointless disciplines.

Crossing her legs, she sighed with relief to see Sakura walk through the glass doors. She lifted her arm to show just how far back from the public she was, and Sakura returned her gesture with a smile.

"I just hope Sakura doesn't think I'm crazy," Ino prayed through closed teeth before lowering her arm.

"Hey what's up Ino-pig long time, no see?" Her friend greeted her half heartedly, taking a seat across from her. Sakura hadn't had a genuine talk with Ino ever since they were children, so it shook her to know that Ino wanted to talk after calling in the middle of the night the night before.

It really didn't matter; she didn't have any missions until the next week, so basically she had all the time in the world for now.

"Yeah miss forehead, I know what you mean." She commented with a phony smile, but she knew Sakura could see passed that.

"So…what was the sudden call for?" Sakura picked up a menu and glanced through the refreshments.

"Uh…" Ino bit her lip, eyes suddenly dropping to stare at the hem of her pants. "I just wanted to talk, Sakura. I miss you, we haven't talked in years!"

"…" When Ino met Sakura's eyes, she could almost laugh at how freaked her friend's expression was. "…No? Really. Why did you call me so late? You sounded worried-"

Ino reached over to clasp her mouth over Sakura's face, "No, shut up! Don't talk so loud! Everyone will hear you…"

"Hmm, it really is big then. It must be something huge," A smile tugged her lips as Sakura returned to peeking at the menu.

"Kind of, I have a question to ask though…"

"Shoot."

"You're not interested in Naruto Uzumaki are you?"

She blinked, wondering what in the hell did that guy have to do with whatever Ino was saying. In fact Naruto and Ino hardly ever spoke to one another back when they were pre-teens. Suddenly, as her mind whirled into millions of thoughts, she beamed wickedly, "I knew it."

Ino blushed, her fingers grasping the edge of the table for her to lean forward, "It's not what you think! I bet! It's the other way around! I don't have a crush on Naruto if that's what you think! Hell…I don't even care about him! I was just curious!"

"Oh? You don't care, okay so why were you asking me? To see if he was available! Hah! I should have known, that's why you called me, man…you must be in love with him to be up all night thinking about Uzumaki! Don't get me wrong he's a cool guy…"

At that time, Ino grasped that asking Sakura for help was actually the last thing she should have done. Back when they were kids, back when Uchiha Sasuke fogged both of their minds, it was clear that Sakura was going to be the friend that one loved to hate but cared for all the same. Now that the Sasuke phase was over, and Sakura was preoccupied with Lee, Ino should have known better. Especially when half of the café was filled with familiar faces that all had their eyes on the screaming girls.

Ino sunk a few inches in her seat, eyes pleading for Sakura to quit it. It took a while before she got the hint, "Okay then, why did you call, friend?" She teased,

"He's been calling me, Sakura." Her gazed at the glass table, flinching to hear her friend's protests,

"Hah! Are you kidding? He would have told me then; I would have been the first to know…why….I am practically his best friend!"

"Well I don't know then." Ino quickly snapped, sitting herself back up, resting her chin on the palms of her hands. "Maybe you're not."

"Maybe you dreamt it up,"

"Dreams don't happen two times in a row. Especially with someone I hardly know."

"How do you know? Is it the same dream?"

"It's not a dream."

"But you said its Naruto right; Naruto doesn't even know you,"

Finding the comment offending Ino quickly arose, "Yeah well…he kissed me Sakura! He told me he loved me, and…I don't know anymore. I don't know." Watching Sakura's shocked expression, Ino's nerves shook, she found that it was about time to leave, and without ordering anything to eat, Ino muttered a goodbye under her breath before leaving. She ignored the eyes that seem to be glued to her form before walking out to the streets of Konoha. 'Great, wonderful, with the way everyone gossips in this town the whole world will know what happened to me by dinner time.'

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"Nice idea-"

"Shut up."

"No, I'm not kidding. It really did seem like a genius notion, Dobe." Sasuke mocked him.

"Hey, why did you try to help me anyway, if you thought it was a dumb idea?" Naruto grimaced, glaring angrily at his friend. The two continued to stroll down the road, heading into town. Sasuke only shrugged, his focus shifting away from his friend. After a few seconds of silence, Naruto couldn't take the silence anymore,

"You thought we could have pulled it off right? That's why you helped me."

"…"

"Common Sasuke, you know I'm right. We were this close, this close! But I swear that Kakashi…he's going to take off that mask eventually. I swear it! If I convince Neji-"

"Yeah, as if Neji is going to help us…"

"Fine I'm sure Kiba would be up to it."

Sasuke shook his head; he couldn't help but smile at his idiot friend. This was about the millionth attempt to rip their former teacher's mask off, but Kakashi was always too quick and keen for them. No matter, eventually the man would crack…eventually…

"Now that Kakashi officially kicked our asses, what are we supposed to do?" Naruto frowned, kicking at a rock in front of him. "We could always bother everyone else." It wasn't boredom that bothered him; he could always find someone to pester. The record of every girl he ever talked to registered into his intelligence; he numbered them down into a few. Could it be TenTen? Sakura, even if he didn't really believe it was her although he hoped it was? Hinata, even if she didn't stutter at all? Ino? Ino didn't seem like the type of person to tolerate such passion,

It almost made him laugh, Ino was just as bad as Sakura when it came to temper, even worse. The way Shikamaru grumbled about her, it seemed almost impossible that she wouldn't have confronted him already. So…the one person who he had the least doubt had to be…TenTen.

"What are you talking about?"

"Uh, WHAT!" Naruto quickly covered his mouth, seeing Sasuke arch his eyebrow.

"What about TenTen?"

"What…You mean…I talked OUTLOUD!" The blonde tugged at his hair, embarrassed to know that he had no self control.

"…Yeah?"

"Uh…No! I didn't say anything, anything really important-I swear!"

Instead of pressuring the kid, Sasuke could only let his imagination wander, because asking Naruto any further was not a Sasuke thing to do, Sasuke of course wouldn't want to show that he cared and so…Sasuke proceeded to think about the enormous crush Naruto had on TenTen which didn't really exist.

"Hey guys!" Sakura called out from afar, waving her arm over to emphasize her presence.

"Sakura-Chan!" He replied in a sing-song tone, waiting for her to jog over to them.

"Naruto, I sort of need to talk to you for a second…"

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He kicked off his shoes, settling his back onto the cold bed, as if it was a ritual. After speaking with Sakura, who didn't really have anything important to say and just burst into giggles every once and a while, he decided that he had a long day. Especially with a few bruises that Kakashi gave him, even if it was expected. He sniggered at the memory of Sasuke becoming confronted in a noogie by none other than their old sensei.

He shoved his sleeping cap to cover his ears, yawning as he brought the blankets over his head. "Jeez, the way Sakura seemed to snicker and giggle, it looked like she was planning something…damn I hope Sasuke doesn't think that I like TenTen or anything because that isn't the case." After a few incoherent mumbles, Naruto took one last glance at his dark surroundings before drifting off to sleep.

It would be a few hours before he found himself stumbling over the clothes on the floor, a few hours before he finally confirmed that he was about to sleep walk again. But not tonight, not if he could help it.