Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any characters from the show or manga. If I did, Naruto and Sasuke would kiss a lot more often. The

plot is mine, even if it is mainly an excuse to write lemons.

Sasuke slipped on his headphones, and music carried him away from reality, even as his dragging footsteps carried him home after yet

another pointless mission, another step closer to nowhere. The mission had succeeded, yes, but what was the point? It was all the same

thing, the same stand-offs and sneaking around, tailing this person and protecting that. And none of it even really brought him any closer to

avenging his family. Not that he cared about that anymore. If Itachi was going to leave him and his friends well enough alone, it didn't

matter. His teammates weren't exactly great friends either, Sakura and Ino just wouldn't take no for an answer, and Naruto... Naruto was

something else.

It wasn't that Sasuke found the blonde genin annoying, and didn't think of him as inferior, in fact Naruto was getting to be almost as skilled

a ninja as Sasuke, and he made up for what he lacked in skill and talent with heart. The problem was, Naruto hated Sasuke, but Sasuke

loved Naruto. From that first quick, accidental kiss, he'd slowly been falling in love with the blonde troublemaker. There was something

about the shorter boy's innocent, honest manner and manic energy that Sasuke just couldn't resist. At first, he'd had some hope that

Naruto loved him back, since it had seemed like he enjoyed that kiss, but as time wore on, he realized how much the smaller boy hated

him. Why was it that the only person who didn't want his love was the one person he wanted to give it too? It didn't matter, though.

Naruto hated Sasuke, but Sasuke loved him, and that would never change.

Sasuke was nowhere near home now, off in the woods, but he just kept walking. The exercise turned his despair turned into a feeling of

raw energy, not anger or fear or frustration, not even necessarily negative, just an overwhelming need to do something. As he got more

fatigued, Sasuke entered a trance-like state of moving meditation. He let himself get lost in the feel of the ground beneath his feet, the music

pounding in his ears, the cool air against his skin, and the bleak colors of the overcast sky. He had been walking for ten minutes or so, not

paying any attention to where he was going, when he saw a tattered, unadorned spiral-bound notebook lying on the ground. Curious, he

stooped to pick it up. Reading a few pages revealed it to be a great find; it was Naruto's diary!

A/N:This is the first fanfic I've written. Obviously, this is just a teaser/prolog, but there is more written, waiting to be typed. Constructive

criticism is much needed, and if anybody has ideas for a better title, please say so.