Omg omg cries I'm soooo sorry. I've been like absent for.. how long? Three, four months? My latest obsession has taken it's toll. Since I started writing a new (Dutch, Tokio hotel) fanfic, I've been neglecting all my other fics and drablle stoofz and all that jazz. I'm really really sorry. -.- This new obsession is a band called Tokio hotel. They're German and a LOT of German girls love them, thugh they have many, many haters. But meh, I don't reallt care. the music is hot, the band members are hot, Tokio hotel IS hot. By the way, I think I've like.. lost my ability to write in English. Please don't hate me -sweatdrop-


I wouldn't have seen you as that kind of type, Naruto. I've always seen you as the type who admits their mistake, and faces the problem, but it seems I was mistaken. The way you're scrubbing your skin and clothes, trying to get something, a certain scent off your now reddish skin, makes me want to vomit. You walk back along the hill, picking up discarded clothes along the way.

"Sound and leaf are in war," you state, and avoid looking me in the eye.

I'm surprised. "Why?"

"Because of my disappearance." Again looking away.

"How do you know?" I ask while my conscience already knows the answer.

"Sakura told me this morning. I met her to tell her I was okay. But I was too late."

"So she knows.. about us?"

"She does."

When I stare at you, you indignantly say, "Don't glare at me like that! Sakura is a good friend! She won't tell."

A morbid silence falls down, before you speak again. "Do you still know the meaning of it, Sasuke?"

I frown.

"Friend. The word you – we – once dared and used to believe in.." you smile melancholically.

"And this will probably be the last time seeing you as a friend."

I daren't say anything, fearing my voice isn't stable enough to form coherent sentences.

"But please keep in mind, Sasuke.. I won't fight you. I'll fight you as a friend, I'll fight you as a rival, but I'd rather give up my dream than to fight you as an enemy."

I want to open my mouth and tell you it's not too late, but even I'm questioning the truth in that.