Born Tomorrow

Chapter Two: Reporting

(Well, since I got so many good reviews, I decided to continue my story. I'm trying to make it longer and keep it in depth. -

Baka…: I plan too. Don't worry. xD Drama ish good for teh soul.

FFFX: You're right. I really didn't want to bore people, plus, I didn't know what to post. I know she's not stupid, but I can't STAND her. X3

Hell's Sorrow: The complete summary's on my profile. I'm glad you love it so much.

Dj-Kat: I'm surprised. I thought most people would. But that's good.

Icydragon14: Simple and sweet.

Nadramon: She was, wasn't she? Yeah, it was. I didn't want to stick an entire extended family in one house, you know? So I just made it Sasuke, Itachi, and his parents.

IS2CookieZ: Well, I'm getting there.)

"Thank you for your time. We will do our hardest to track down your brother." The police officer told Sasuke, staring at him with sad eyes. "In the mean time, do you have anyone you can stay with?"

Sasuke's face was pale, as white as a linen sheet. His normally narrowed eyes were wide and he still couldn't believe it. Itachi, his brother, had killed their parents? Why? What could make him do such a horrible thing? Itachi…Why?

There weren't many stars overhead that night. Then again, there weren't many stars out these days. But tonight, the lights seemed to be laughing at his misery, foretelling future things. Sasuke wanted to die. He wanted to just leave the face of the planet. Suddenly, his face hardened. No, he wanted Itachi to die the worst death possible. He wanted to hear Itachi scream by his hands.

"Sir?" The police officer's voice snapped Sasuke out of his trance.

Sasuke shook his head. "I'll find someone." He replied under his breath. He took one last glance at his home where yellow police line tape was being wrapped around the fence and officers searched for clues and cleaned up the bodies.

The police officer nodded his head and went back to his work. Sasuke shoved his hands into his pockets. Where would he stay now? He obviously couldn't stay here. His mind quickly scanned a list of everyone he knew.

Sakura: God no.

Ino: Same.

Shikamaru: Preferably not. Only if need be.

Chouji: No way.

Kiba: Too doggish.

Hinata: Too many family problems.

Neji: Same.

Shino: Hell no. Way too weird.

TenTen: Don't know her well enough.

Rock Lee: Also way too weird.

Sasuke gritted his teeth. There was no one, no one except... He cringed, regretting this. There was only one possible person. Naruto. Why him? Was he desperate enough to go room with this idiot blonde? Apparently so. But right now, he didn't care. All he could think about was the death of his family.

A knock sounded at the door. Naruto looked up from his bowl of ramen. "Huh? Someone at this late hour?" He stood up and walked over to the front door. Peering through the eye hole, he grimaced. What was HE doing here? Opening the door, he narrowed his eyes at the taller youth. "What do you want?"

Sasuke couldn't believe he was doing this. With his belongings dumped into his backpack in one hand and his hand stuck in his hoodie pocket in the other, he took a deep breath and before speaking. "Um….Uzumaki, do you mind if I stay over here for a while. My house…is kind of being used…" There was no way Naruto would say yes.

Naruto just looked at Sasuke blankly. Sasuke couldn't blame him. "Are you serious?" He demanded. "What makes you think that I would let you stay here?"

Sasuke groaned. He knew this was going to happen. "Fine, whatever. I'll just sleep on the streets then." He turned and began to walk off.

"Wait! Uchiha!" Naruto called out, and Sasuke glanced over his shoulder. "Look, you can stay, but only for a little bit, alright?" Naruto seemed frustrated at this idea. Sasuke smirked though it soon disappeared. Following Naruto inside, he looked around. The place was a mess. Boxes everywhere with belongings thrown across the rooms. Empty ramen bowls scattered here and there. There was also no sign of any parents.

Sasuke wasn't in the mood to make any sort of comment. In fact, he wasn't in the mood to do much of anything. The loss of his parents weighed heavily on his shoulder and he couldn't help but brood over it.

"I have a spare room down the hall." Naruto pointed towards it, oblivious to the feelings emitting from Sasuke. "Make yourself at home." And with that, he returned to his ramen, eyes glued to the television.

Sasuke dropped his bag onto the floor of the dark room. It was the only clean place in the entire house. Sighing, he sat on the edge of the bed, his head in his hands. He still couldn't believe it. He had witnessed the murder, and yet, his mind refused to accept the fact that his older brother killed his parents. What had come over Itachi?

"Uchiha?" Naruto's voice sounded from outside the room and he pocked his head in. A look of worry flashed in his eyes but it soon disappeared. "What are you doing?"

Sasuke stood up almost instantly. He had dropped his guard and look what had happened. "Nothing, you idiot." He snapped, crossing his arms against his chest.

Naruto growled in reply. "I let you stay in my home and this is how you repay me? Thanks. Thanks a lot." He turned and left after that, muttering under his breath.

The Uchiha rested his chin on his laced fingers. His mind was swirling in confusion. What made Itachi do this in the first place? Wasn't he happy? Sasuke sighed. He needed to quit thinking about this. It would only make things worse.

Pushing himself to his feet, Sasuke walked out of the room. Stepping over the boxes, he entered the living room where Naruto was back to eating his ramen. "Is that all you eat?" He asked, glowering.

"And? You got a problem with it?" Naruto demanded, casting a dirty look at Sasuke.

"What if I do?" Sasuke replied coldly.

Naruto just seethed, gritting his teeth as his blue eyes wavered over Sasuke angrily. "Hmph." He grunted, slurping up the noodles.

Sasuke rolled his eyes. Why did he choose this idiot? Why? WHY? He could've gone with someone else, but nooo. He had to pick Naruto. What made him pick the blonde in the first place? Sasuke shook his head, his inky locks falling over his eyes. He leaned against the wall and watched Naruto out of the corner of his eye.

"Sasuke-kun" A voice cried out and Sasuke cringed. Arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him into a hug. He choked, his face burning up out of embarrassment. "Sasuke-kun!" Ino peeked her head over his shoulder, her blonde bangs mixing with his black ones. "I heard what happened to your parents. Such a shame!" She nuzzled his cheek, his eyes widening. He wanted her off him. He wanted her off of him now.

"INO! GET YOUR STINKING HOOVES OFF OF SASU-KUN!" Sakura cried out, pointing a finger at the blonde. Her face was flushed and her teeth gritted.

Ino looked up and let go of Sasuke. "Hello to you too, Sakura-chan." She sneered, her voice laced with venom. "First come, first served as one would say. Isn't that right, Sasuke-kun?" She looked at him, smirking.

Sasuke just groaned, hiding his face with his hands. Why did he have to have fangirls? Why couldn't it be someone else? A faint sound caught his attention and he looked up before rolling his eyes. Seated a couple of desks away from him, Naruto was sleeping soundly and snoring a little. Didn't he have enough rest at home? Probably wanted to sleep off all the ramen he ate yesterday.

A pain stabbed at his heart and he gritted his teeth. Every time he tried to think of something else, his mind always wandered to Itachi. He wouldn't stop thinking about it until something was done. It was like a plague, coming back for more. He needed to do something about it, but what?

(I guess it was kind of expected. I still don't like how this story came out. TT But you know, review, review! I hope you people like it. XD)