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I woke up to random noises of the pathetic and sorrowful sounds of the news channel. It was a screaming Japanese woman reporting none too cheerful sounds.

I felt my toes move. I didn't want to open my eyes though. For fear of what I would or wouldn't find with me. If I was in the hospital...who put me here and why? What would I say? To make matters worse, if Naruto WAS here...what emotion am I supposed to feel. Joy? If he was gone...regret? I sighed. The decions were all too troublesome. Really they were.

Am I thinking too much on this? I wondered suddenly, popping open one onyx colored eye. I mean, fuck, what am I? A girl? No...No, I'm in love. I never did get Naruto's answer back, I thought, looking to the side with the ever faithful eye. Cause I fainted. Damn. Now what?

In the background, I heard a zipping. Like...a zipping of pants. Naruto? Maybe...this won't be a great reunion hello, but...I kinda wanna see him...Now...all I gotta do is get my muscles to move. Why the sudden...idea? I picked up a very sore arm with much difficulty and tossed the blanket over my legs, towards the end of the bed. Was it worth it? I shuddered with pain.

Next I gotta sit up. Not that hard right? Well, I thought, trying to keep my mind off the excruiating stinging in my arms, if Naruto didn't say anything or I fainted before he could or after he did then we aren't officially a couple. Not yet. My legs swung over the bedside and I hopped off, hoping the person pissing could go for just a little bit longer.

The bathroom was only steps away, using my signature steps, I creaked over and peeked behind the door. It WAS Naruto! He was still here! A very miniscule smile crept onto my lips as I went behind him, silently and saw it. YES! I SAW IT! Thank god, haven't got any fucking action in forever!

Images of Naruto doing things he would shudder of even thinking of doing, invaded my mind like the sun that just began rising over my window. It had to be atleast five, I thought sneaking back when I saw him zip up his pants and put away the fun. In moments I looked like I was asleep again as I tucked myself in bed. He won't ever-shit. My gaze traveled to a large bulge in the bed near the area where my groin would be. Oh god, oh god, oh god.

If he see's that while I'm asleep, I won't hear the end of it! I supressed a sigh and composed myself. Calm down, you're an Uchiha. Just turn to the side and he will not notice a thing! Just you, napping. I gritted my teeth and turned to the side. There. Good. I smirked, nothing I can't handle.

He came out of the bathroom so I shut my eyes and played possum.

NARUTO-CHAN!
I came in his room to sit by Sasuke's bed for a couple of hours. It was five twenty seven and this was usually the time that I came in. He looked so wistless while he slept. Like a little kid, exausted his energy and taking the nap perscribed by mom.

Sasuke had his mouth open...only a little. His hair tumbled over his eyes in a tired manner. It had done this a thousand times. His eyebrows were tilted up slightly, giving a worry appearence. Quite a cute dispostion actually. I got the urge. A urge, really. Horomones, you know. Not to hump or anything sexual like that...one a little more timid but still something I wouldn't do if Sasuke was awake.

So, deciding not to spare any of the few urges I got, I lifted up the blanket covering his chest and peered in, leaning forward in my chair. He was still in his gown. A new one though. A clean and not bloody gown. The last one was literally crimson because he bled so much. I thought Sasuke was gonna die on me, again.

Towards the end of the gown, cause he wasn't lying towards the ceiling but in my general chair direction where if you turned to the left, oen could see the sunrise, was a steadily smaller bulge. Wonder what that is? JEEZE! Izzat what I think-Sasuke gets horny even in his sleep? I tsked and didn't wanna supress an urge again. This one wasn't horny at all! Promise!

Sasuke's chest was soft as I scooched him over a little bit, making some room for me. I climbed in beside him and leaned my back against his torso. God...it was as perfectly sculpted as I remember it to be. The hospital bed wasn't theconair matresstypes but who could complain?

"To fight the urge of snuggling with you...is one that's hard to resist, Sas." I mumbled. I knew he couldn't hear me, that way was better anyhow. Smiling was the best medicine for me these days...I didn't have to much to smile about for a while. Sasuke made those extra muscles get to work. It couldn't be any other way. He made the sunrise and the rainfall.

Those weren't typo's. Rainfall and sunrise were words that described our romance. Our couple months had made my life so much more bareable. A grin was brought to my face. "Y'know...despite it all...I'm so glad...that you spilled coffee on me." were my last words before I fell asleep.

SASUKE-KUN.
A blush crept to my cheeks. Naruto never really made the moves on me before. It was the other way around all the time. I was the hormonal one. Not him. I leaned over his face and heard a faint, reassuring, even breath. It was a lullabye.

Good. He was asleep, I thought, judging from the fast paced drool. Cautiously, an arm made its way around the dobe's chest. I sighed. If there was a moment, that could never end, this one would be it.

"Konohagakure's rooftops, or even its streets have never seen a stranger chase scene with it's oddly dressed pair of ninja's. You miss!" The reporter called to a woman with her child on the news channel.

"Did happen to see the scene?"

"Yes, I did."

"I did, too!" The boy piped behind his mother's legs. The strikingly terrifying reporter bent down and put the mike in the child's face.

"You did, did you?"

"Mmm-hmm!"

"Can you tell us?"

"Well, there was a guy wearing a dress and then the other...the other guy wearing regular clothes jumped rooftops like this-((jumps))- and momma...momma said that..."

"Yes?"

"Keep this secret, kay?" The reporter said she wouldn't tell a soul. "Momma...said that the ladies dress guy had a nice dic-"

"-tionary! He had a dictionary with him!" The mom said, hunkering down, and covering her inquisitive boy's mouth. "That's not what you said, momma."

"This reporter has heard enough!"

I laughed dryly, but at the same time, quietly. I know, lady. I know, I thought petting Naruto's blonde locks. But..I'm afraid...someone has already stolen my heart. I won't be getting it back for some time.

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Naruto had left awhile ago. Itwas a little lonely now. Still, I could get regular visits form employees or fangirls but they wereshooed by nurses. I was that desperate for some company. I extended my arm to the side, grabbing a packet of cigarettes and shoved one into my mouth. Now to get some maids. I pressed a red button on the side of my bed and a small buzz rang though my room.

To my surprise, Tsunade bustled in, boobs always moving in the direction she wasn't. Even to a gay man, they were somewhat appealing. Desirable in a sick way.

"What does a guy have to do to get some fire?"

"Bad things. Suicide, maybe." She replied tartly, helping herself to Naruto's chair. I growled. "Not catholic. Can I borrow a lighter?" She took one out of her back pocket and lit the stick inches from my face, unresponsibly setting my lungs a cinder, to a hosipitalized teen, no less. She smiled. "You look happy? Someone I know?"

"What?"

"You. look. happy. I can see it in your eyes, despite the bleak black appearence, I see sheer joy of some nature." The hokage said, absently. I mumbled and decided to readjust my arm.

"Who's the lucky boy?"

I took a long drag. "Isn't it a bit early in the morning...to be thinking of something so frivilous?"

"Isn't a bit early in the morning...to be smoking something so deadly?" Bitch. She manageed to crawl so far under my skin, I could talk to her of everything. I didn't mind so much the friendly conversation or the health benefits of her relieving mental stress for me about once a week. It was one of the many, many weights that vanquished off my relied on shoulders.

"I dunno." I thought, biting the cancer stick between my molars. I was kinda stuck in the middle. Do people who don't like eachother climb onto shared hospital beds after keeping gaurd for hours on end? Well...I thought, logically, say...someone I don't give a flying shit about...Tenten for example. If I climbed onto her bed and snuggled with her...would that mean that I liked her? Yes. Yes it would. Eww...perish the thought, I shivered. Who climbs into people's beds if they don't like sed person? Perverts. I am most certainly not a perv...but...still.

So...Naruto likes me? Maybe he's just very friendly.

She grinned. "Oi, when you come out of the hospital...don't be stupid. Fight me." I nodded and blew some smoke in her face, casually teasing the godaime. She swiped the air and said to me, "You're out tomorrow"

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I. Hate. Life. I frowned, resting my chin on my hand. Those three words could sum up the past five days of current hell. Hell comes with complamentary: Avoidance, cooled horomones, silence and space. Tons and tons of bed space. It shouldn't be like this. I felt like tearing my eyes out.

I had slept less, ate less, smuted less and smoked more. I lost atleast tens pounds. My pshyche searched for the cause/s of this depression in the nin class, while mymindhad set up a fort Knox against useful information I already knew. For now, my sole concern was the reason for the decline in my health. An unhealthy ninja was like a two hundred pound laptop. Useless. I sighed into my hand and inched closer to my dobe, unnoticed.

I was always unoticed by him lately. Why? I have no clue. Did I do something? Was it my breath? No...Why the fuck was Naruto avoiding me subtly? Even on the bed he slept so far away from my touch.

I guess we haven't really talked at all about my confession. I mean he hasn't said a word. It's as if it never happened! Which pisses me off. There is NO way, that uransunkatchi forgot. It's not extremely obvious avoidance, but to an Uchiha, the sign was like getting hit in the head by a fifty foot long meteorite, which would be hard to miss. I glanced at him and at the board, occasionally nodding at whoever was teaching us verbal ninjutsu's.

What do I need to do to get him to...is...that's it! My declinde in health was caused by the anxiety Naruto put in me! I raised my head off my palm, causing him to look at me and smile slightly, turning back to the board. I gritted my teeth. I need a plan. One subtle but deadly.

NARUTO-CHAN!
Lee and Gaara held hands long before any incidents happened between Sasuke and I. How long, exactly? I'm...not sure. I guess I can't say I'm not jealous. I mean, honestly who wouldn't want the hands of your loved one prancing about your body? I sighed dreamily as the couple slurped from their shared strawberry, love colored milkshake in a clear, tall, glass cup. How friken cliche was that, man? I mean, c'mon, a milkshake ?

Gaara smirked, "What's up, Naruto?" I sighed again against the bar section of the diner. It wasn't really even a bar, actually. It was a small resturaunt within Konoha that seemed to be family owned and worse yet, the 1950's American Western themed. Yeah, pretty bad. For some reason, I suppose that the atmosphere appealed the teenage crowd, I guess.Tons of people were here every friday though, and it just so happened to be that day. Lee, who sat next to Gaara, leaned over and looked at me.

"You seem rather...out of it? Right, Gaara-chan?" Gaara nodded, solumnly. "I dunno, guys." I said sobbishly.

I guess...I would do pretty much anything for Sasuke! I always knew I would, I suppose I was just a little startled. Was he kidding me, trying to make me feel bad? I felt like it was real! I kinda...want it to be. I want...love too.

"I mean, about the whole...Sasuke thing...I don't have any clue what to do about it! It's like...one minute he's horny...the next...he's all...d-demure! WTF! Y'know what I mean?"

They shook their heads, slowly. "Dammit. You guys are no help at all!"

"You know what's the really weird part?"

Again, a head shake.

"It's a big turn on, it's-"

"Ambrosial?"

"What?"

"Delectable, tantalizing...yummy?" Lee offered. I nodded, understanding. The waiter came up form behind the bar. He wasn't very bright looking, I thought scowling an Uchiha scowl. "That'll be 1,718.93 yen please." His pimples could hitch-hike.

"What? For milkshakes? Robbers." Gaara patted my hand away from my pocket and said that he'd take care of it. I smiled. He had changed a little, since he started dating Lee. It brought warmth to one's heart, I thought as he rummaged in his pockets for the wallet.

I got out of the plastic chair, it was a tall bar chair so it was hard, and got up to take our food trays back. Suddenly, a person came through the door, a small ((ding ding)) announcing the arrival. I didn't think anything much of the person...until I found out the identity of them.

It was none other than the Uchiha himself, he looked particularly pleased, no, he wasn't smiling or anything...but you could see it in his eyes. What...is he up to now? I wondered, realizing I still had yet to put the trays away. I didn't even percive the fact that just by entering, Sasuke had managed to make it much more quiet in here.

There was the general teenage ruckus, but not as rowdy as a few moments ago. C'mon, Naruto, getahold of yourself!I shook my locks and continued on my way until Sasuke grabbed my wrist from behind. "Oi, Naruto. You forgot something." I looked back from the trays, to see him holding my froggie coinpurse, stoically. I gingerly reached up a tan hand and grabbed it.

"Thank you, man. Hey..." Was this a good idea? "Can we talk outside?" He nodded, face still expressionless as a store dummy. Sasuke pushed open the door for me and we walked out a little biton outside of the resteraunt that led tohilly path on the side of the highway. It looked like we were walking towards the moon. It set itself, snugly infront of us. The great sun of the night, shone and reflected on Sasuke's skin.

God...he really is gorgeous...he really...is. I talked to keep conversation going mostly, completely forgetting about Lee and Gaara.

SASUKE-CHAN!
"Naruto..." I said. He looked up from mid-chatter.

"Hm?"

"You..heh...you dropped your purse, dobe." That dork.

"Dobe. That's good. I'm glad you said that." He frowned under the dim light, scrutinizing his own words. "Oh, Naruto...there was something I wanted to ask you."

Naruto nodded. "Sure! Anything, Sas. Lay it on me, man." I squinted my eyes and grabbed his shoulders, tightening the grip.

"S-Sas.."

"I can't do it anymore, Naruto."

I 'm...not going to be patient. I need you so bad...not just inside me nither.Leaning in, my chest touched hisand I seized his tight fitting shirt. The dobe scrambeled againstme, so I wrapped my arms around him.He fit so wonderfully in my arms. He was compact. Naruto didn't struggle. He didn't protest. It tasted like cherries, his lips. Something sweet.

I cocked my head. Naruto gasped in my mouth, he's had it open for a while. I sensually stuck my tounge in his mouth. A new, clean cavern to explore. The one that I would get used to for the rest of my days. Asudden burst of testosteron was sent to Naruto's groin.

Lettinggo of his shoulders, my handsgrabbed onto the side of his head, such soft hair. I gluttonously touched everywhere else, too. A cool hand slipped under my shirt. Goosebumps went up my arms from his touch. It was so warm against my cold skin. I wanted to feel more, I need his touch like...Naruto's hand raced through my jet blackspikes and I felt himlaugh in my mouth. Naruto..I still love you...

"Mmm...oa.."

"Ohhh...Nar-Naruto...mmmph."

It was a wonderfully new experience. It was like...dancing. Dancing on the milky way...with each head movement I made to stay in control...everything felt so right...in the whole fucking universe. Maybe not for the dobe, I thought, my tounge rubbing the roof of his mouth. He kept gasping, a new experience. I only held on to his hair tighter.

Naruto began struggeling in my grasp, he tried to pry me off, unsuccesfully. He could go no more. With one last effort tostimulate him, I pressed myself againstthe Uzamakiand moaned in his mouth. We both dropped to the floor, me, unfortunatly with a hopefully decending erection. It wasn't really, pretty close, but not really. I wasn't turned on...but enchanted...entranced. Naruto huffed and puffed on the grass, beside the lunar masterpiece.

I was rather out of breath myself. I...just finally...kissed...Naruto. The thought was mildly unimaginable. I stared at the other masterpiece...what a wonder. Hair limp and tangled, face so helplessly sexy and innocent..ish. Shirt untidy and wrinkled.

"Um...ah...you...did not...j-just..." He looked around at the moon, begging for an answer as he was completly bewildered. Maybe I went on to him a little too strong. Oh god, when he looks like that. I gotta keep myself ((and my penis)) under control...no memories of things that didn't happen yet but will...no stormy nights or chains of any kind, I thought, unconsiencly being dirty anyway.

"I'm..not aroused, Sasuke! You failedto-I'm...not..."

"Your not? You aroused? I don't believe you."

"W-why not?"

I only pointed at his clear state of arousal in his pants, objecting at the very idea that he, Naruto, was not turned on in any way. The idiot made a face, which reddened and turned in the direction of the lunar.

"So..." He breathed. "A-about...about that..question." I nodded and stood up. Is this a horrible dream? One that I will wake from and want to hurt myself because of it?

"I was just wondering, dobe..." He sat on the cold blades of the grass and looked up at me with wonderous blue orbs. To state my purpose..I purred in a cocky, Uchiha manner..."do you think...you'll be my boyrfriend?"

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Me/Elliot: HAHAH. C-can you imagine?

Sasuke: What? O.O What's with you?

Me/Elliot: Y'know how Kankuro wears that outfit that makes him look like a kitten?

Sasuke: um...yea?

Me/Elliot: Can you imagine if he got on his haunches and hissed? haha, like a real cat? haha

Sasuke:...Oh, my god. I never thought that anyone was dumber than Naruto...but...your stupid. I mean really-

Me/Elliot: ((bursts out laughing)) Hahah, hiss for me Kank-chan! Haha! Hiss!

Sasuke: That's it...no more Dr. Pepper. Ever.