A/N: I was reading this story…and inspiration smacked me in the face. I rather improvised the whole way to be honest. Actually, that's what I do with everything, in case you haven't notice. I apologize for not updating; I blame it on sloth and laziness. Anyway, this took me a few hours, and it's 2:10 A.M, the best time to finish my chapters, don't you think? As always, I love feedback, any would be appreciated.

P.S: Okay in order for this to work, the super ninja agilities have been dumbed down…hehe

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Chapter 5

"What do we do?" The cold question was asked.

"Shut up." Sasuke swiftly clutched Naruto's mouth, as he made a leap into the bathtub, sinking as low as he could, bringing Naruto closer to his bosom. He crashed onto the hard surface, cringing as the splotches of liquid began to seep into his clothes. Suddenly Sasuke attempted his best to think of all the monotonous speeches of Kakashi-sensei, one that included the art of silence. The way his nerves flowed wildly in him, his sight hooked upon the footsteps, although slight pitter-patters, grew into deafening pacing.

STEP, STEP, STEP

No, Naruto was not at the greatest comfort. His eyes enlarged, the fact that his friend was covering his mouth only fueled his anxiety. He mumbled a few words, lifting his head to see Sasuke pass him a threatening glare. He gulped; his friend was not at all impressed with this situation at all. Not that it was a compromising for him, either. Really, did his friend have to be all touchy feely with him?

Still, it was quite difficult for him to breathe when his heart was prepared to detonate. Sweat began to accumulate at his forehead, as he laid on Sasuke. His hands jittered at the very thought of the girl who had stole his heart, literally without his acknowledgement. He did not know who was behind that door, there was a piece of him that was tempted to just crash through the door and expose himself, 'Walla!' He thought to himself. He was not much of a patient person.

Sasuke cursed under his breath, shoving the curtains as best as he could; only achieving to cover a portion of them both.

The door creaked heavily, as the hallway light swayed past both the boys faces before the bathroom light was flicked on. He chewed on the inside of his cheek, jammed between yearning to disappear and lingering on all the same. The way Sasuke's palm jerked with the sight of luminosity, it proved to leave Naruto with further panic.

He widened his glare, blazing cerulean eyes fixated on the form in front of him. Raven orbs glowered down at him, he could feel the awkward vibes coming from his friend.

She had sunflower blonde hair, his eyes traced down her golden tresses. With his dazed reasoning, he could not put a finger on the female that was in front of them both. However, his nerves consumed him, and the uneasiness he felt only intensified, along with the pulse that hammered in his ears.

Yet, in all the madness, the resonance of Sasuke's heart clouded him even more so.

"Che, Sakura has the nerve." Ino ranted, shoving the toothbrush in her mouth. She gawked at the reflection in the mirror, wondering why, at such an hour, she had not even attempted her forty winks. "It's this late and I can't go to sleep." She continued, pulling out the clear utensil from her bottom jaw, "I'm not doing this again." She scoffed, apathetically chucking the object over her head.

The toothbrush landed on Naruto's chest with a clang, he flinched at the soft bang that hit him. His thoughts raced past him, could it really be…?

He must be mistaken….

She turned to set herself atop the concealed toilet. Her legs quickly crossing, elbows waited upon her thigh to support her chin. Naruto caught her features; he tensed at the sight of her dim stare. Her sad, beautiful eyes reflected off the faint bathroom light. He wanted to reach out to her, but chose to stay put. "I can't believe I'm waiting for him today. I'm a lunatic." She whispered, slightly. Ino sighed, the twinge of loneliness settling upon her. "I don't like him, who am I kidding?" She chuckled, brushing her bangs away from her face.

This could not be….

As abruptly as she arrived, she left. The door was closed behind her with a firm push, and the lights were extinguished. All was well, as he would have thought. If it was not for the guilt, in which he felt.

"Ino Yamanaka." Said a bewildered Sasuke, pushing Naruto away from him. Frankly, he had had just about enough of tonight, the very thought of explanation to the public, to his sensei…he was not very enthusiastic to embarrassment, especially to Kakashi's eminent sarcasm. All he asked for was a good night's sleep. "Well, that was interesting." He blurted out, brushing away the drips of water upon his arms. He turned to cock a pleasant smirk in his friend's direction, only to find him inching his way towards the wooden door.

"Naruto, what the hell are you doing?"

"Sasuke I can't leave her like that-"

"Oh? You can't? I don't see why you can't." He sneered, watching Naruto's pathetically sad frown was just so pitiful; he would have laughed if he did not know just how serious he was. "Fine, I'm not saving your ass next time." He added, before turning towards the direction of the window. "Goodnight."

Naruto bit his lip before exiting the bathroom. This was obviously a stupid, stupid, retarted beyond all reasoning act but he could not help himself. He smiled weakly, knowing that there was a dangerous line he was about to cross, before heading towards the direction of the opened door. The only source of luminosity being the various windows implanted through out the house. He figured that she would was not quite asleep yet.

He wiped at the collecting sweat under his palms. Really, he was insane to do something so absurd. Nevertheless, it had to be, correct? He loved her, his subconscious loved her. The way he would find his way to her when he was asleep. The way her distress influenced him so.

So, there went his complete philosophy on love, gone with that one-step. He walked onto her doorway, his mentality completely void on what to exactly say to her. Shaking under his clothes, he took another step, turning to face the bed at the right side of the room, knowing that there was no looking back. Eyes closed he hesitated a few moments before responding, "Ino I…" Slowly his eyes fluttered, hoping that she would not have already performed some sort of crazy seal to kill an intruder. That was when he fully recognized the empty bed in front of him, pillows collapsed onto the rug floor, covers swept through out the entire room. "What?" He spoke, completely surprised yet disappointed all the same. He scratched at his blonde spikes, "…Where is she?" Asking quietly into the air, he could feel the false hope dwindle before him.

He took one last gulp of air, hoping to bring himself to some sort of composure. With the heel of his foot, Naruto made a full turn around, hands resting upon the top of his fair-haired head. "TAKE THAT!" A loud cry followed, with a loud clank. A blow to the head, and Naruto had no time to react. His features altered from alert to droopy, as his eyes slowly rolled back. His head wobbled as the rest of him crumpled from the hit. The finger he held up to point towards Ino's withdrew and he fell at her feet. She jumped back, tightening her grip on her pan, grimacing down at the stranger below her.

"Yeah you freaking pervert! Who do you think you were messing with!" She cried out in victory, turning to flick the light switch on. A sudden gasp escaped her when she realized just who was knocked out on the floor, the very person she was waiting for. Perhaps, she should have derived a conclusion, oh well.

"Naruto!" She took a step back, unexpectedly feeling a solid form behind her.

"Hey I…" A rough voice murmured, without much judgment, the pan flew over her head, wailing upon the other figure in front of her. Along with another clunk, the other person also reacted similarly, falling face front inches into her room.

The frying pan was dropped carelessly to the side. Ino's hands covering the mouth that wanted to scream in shock. "Sasuke?" She asked herself, kneeling down before him to slip her fingers in his hair. He fell limp, out cold by the expression on his face. She frowned, knowing that this was not going to be a happy story in the end.

"Naruto…" Ino whispered, crawling towards him. Besides the rug burn that blistered her knees, the sudden guilt washed over her like water. Her hand reached for his unconscious one as she pressed her cheek against his knuckles. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" She pleaded, seeing drips of blood slowly ooze from his bright locks.

And that was some night.