Notes before we start: This chapter is from Sasuke's point of view.

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, and any of the characters in this Fan fiction. I'd love to, but it's not going to happen any time soon.

Warning: Mild Yaoi references ahead. Don't flame the NaruSasu and the KakaSaku :3

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Sasuke walked home, his head looking up into the sky. It was a gloomy grey colour. It was either going to rain, or snow. Thinking about how cold it was, he figured it was going to snow. He really should have stayed off this mission, considering he'd only been out of a coma for a couple of months now. He still hadn't been told how he was knocked out, or even how he was able to fully function after only being in a coma for a few months.

After looking though his medical book, Sasuke found out that most coma patients were out at least for three years, and they took another two to recover if they ever came out of it. Maybe it was because it wasn't a full coma..? Maybe he had just been unconscious for a long time, and the doctors assumed it was a coma? Sometimes he wondered if he just had concussion, but then he wouldn't be able to remember all the things he could. It was strange… He'd ask Tsunade for a full explination after the mission, after he visited Naruto of course.

Sasuke sighed a little, his mind wandering off to the blonde haired dobe once again. He knew he shouldn't have said anything while he was sensitive and open. Looking back on it now, he felt like such an idiot for letting his feelings come out. Besides, he didn't really want to leave, he just said it because he knew it was what Naruto wanted to hear. Right?

He opened his front door and walked upstairs after he closed and locked the door behind him. He went into the bedroom and stared out of the window. This had become part of his routine, since nothing else seemed to take up his time. Well, now he had Naruto, but he wouldn't want to be with him all the time. Sasuke needed his space more than possibly anyone else in the village, since he needed time to think.

Two thoughts were flowing back and forth in his mind: Naruto being his 'boyfriend' and Itachi. His older brother, who had taken over the Akatsuki clan, hadn't been to the village for ten years. They were supposedly coming in three years after he first came, but it didn't happen. The only thing he did know that he had more people joining him, and he was last seen in the village hidden in the mist.

However, since Naruto confessed to him, Itachi seemed to be less of a problem than he normally would be. By now, Sasuke would have been scribbling down training on how to beat him, and wondering what would happen if he did kill his older brother. It would be quite an achievement, but then he really would be the last person alive in the Uchiha clan. Then again, he had Naruto now…

'No. Just no. Naruto is a guy, and I don't even know if I like him that much.' Sasuke bit his lip, making it bleed slightly. Not on purpose, but he didn't seem to feel the blood trickling down his chin and onto the paper below him. He wiped his lip with his hand then stood up, walking into the bathroom. He needed to get his head into the right frame of mind, and to get it off Naruto.The more he tried not to think of the yellow haired man, the more he seemed to pop up in Sasuke's mind. If Sasuke tried not to think at all, Naruto would just appear anyway, messing up his thoughts. Why? It's not as if he ever thought about him like this way before… To him, Naruto would always be a dobe to the day he died.

Just as Sasuke finished washing his cut, and also his face, he walked back into the bedroom to find it snowing. The sun was rising slowly, and the snow looked like stars falling from the sky… He really was getting too mushy for his own good. Sasuke sighed, grabbing his Kunai holster and shiruken pouch and fitting them to his body. He looked out of the window one more time before leaving the house to meet the man he was escorting back to his country.

He promised Naruto that he would be back by tomorrow, so they would have to hurry. After all, a promise is a promise, no matter who it is with.

Sasuke's promise just happened to be with someone who he protected and cared for.

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Blah. This chapter, like the last one and the next two, reflects how Sasuke is feeling about this point of his life. I probably would have finished this (and the next one) a lot sooner, but I had to go make flapjacks. By 'had', I mean 'I ran out of ideas, so I'll go bake something'. x3