The first thing that crossed my mind when I received this text from such an unexpectable person was

Oh shit no.

Sasuke wrote to me, "Isn't it too late to be awake right now?"

I scoffed and rolled my eyes. What does he needs to know? I got a pile of junk to stuff in my small laundry, the dishes refused to wash by themselves, my mood isn't getting off the swing, and Sakura was being a bitch to me. And yeah, like I don't have much things to do before I go to sleep, although it's, what? Nearly midnight.

Since our communication goes through texting, I decided to go easy on him. Send lotsa smiley face and all that. "hahaha :) i got some stuff to do"

I pull the comfitter to my waist. Chime in. I read, "i feel u. my manager hasnt stopped talking since 9. hes trying to break my neck"

Too much information. I take a deep breath. "my class starts at 8 tmr, i gotta sleep. night :)" I press the send button and stare at the screen for a while. When a few seconds passed by, I lay it on the nightstand and toss around bed to make myself comfortable. Tonight is chilly.

Right before I was about to count money while riding a pony in Candyland, came in another chime from my back and I flare my eyes open to grab my phone. What does this dude wants again? The bright screen stung my eyes and I squint to look at the cylables.

"where do u study?"

"Konoha West."

"university or college?"

I grunt. "college"

"see you tmr, Kiba" Another chime. "goodnight."

What is he talking about?

The first person who wasn't blind enough to fail to see the fat ass bandage on my wide ass forehead was Choji, my food partner. We used to gobble up ramen up to four bowls and never got sick of it and ate junkies up to late nights. Now we seldom greet each other at the hallways and cafeteria, only to trade unguaranteed promises to revive the old ways and sip sodas on spring couches. He was bringing a bag of chips when he saw me with my phone at the football field. His stomach is iconic.

"Hey, Naruto." He paused and shove a handful of chips into his small mouth. "What's with the plaster?"

I smack my lips and put my hands inside my sweater. "Some shitty accident. Fell down and got embarrassed."

"Better than humiliated."

"You're funny. How's your girlfriend?"

Choji slowly swallow his chips and rub the back of his neck. "I don't know, man. She's wild, but sometimes I just need to have a date with my chips."

I chuckled. Oh Choji. Old habits last long. "Yeah, I feel you. Girls can be horrifying."

"Look who's talking. Oh, how's Sakura-chan?" Of all people.

I cast a sarcastic smile and shake my head slowly. Choji looked at me with raised eyebrows and pity grin as he nod in agreement. "Some day that chick is gonna rule your life if you let her go above you."

"I know." Should I tell him about yesterday? Nah. "I'm waiting for Kiba, by the way."

"Still never gets cold. I heard the weather's getting chilly, and nowadays my sweater is my skin." Choji said. He's wearing a brown knitted sweater with yellow sprinkles on the bottom of both sleeves. Clearly last year's Christmas gift from grandma.

"That Kiba, he's-, I don't know."

"Oh, have you heard? Sasuke Uchiha is shooting around town. Temari told me he's meeting with someone."

Someone? Pfff. Not that I care. "What a lucky girl."

Choji shook his head with his mouth stained with bits of chips. "No. He said it's a guy. Sasuke's gay, don't you know?"

Before I could thought of anything, Kiba shouted my name across the fence and waved at me. I wave back, and Choji excuse himself.

Class managed to bring me to another world. I got four months before I graduate and concentration was what hold on to. Kiba waited me outside, and we immediately rushed to the cafeteria to grab a burger. The weather is absurdly cold and I wonder how Kiba managed to survive the fat with only a shirt and a pair of jeans. No muffler. What a man.

"Say, how's Sakura-chan?" Kiba asked with his mouthful of munched burgers while he sat across the table. I rolled my eyes.

"Terrible," was what I only say.

Kiba nods and continue devouring his doublecheese burger with onion fries. I was on a diet, so I only munch some tacos with cheese dips until we were both done with out late breakfast.

We went to separated ways. Kiba had to stay around the corner to attend class at 2, and I joined the students at rhe bus stop for a ride. But when the bus was too crowded, I ended walking to town until a cab passed by. I visit Wal-Mart to buy a box of instant ramen, some energy bars, a notepad, a six pack in case Kiba decided to come over tonight, an extra large bag of tacos, two jars of pasta dips and some Tic Tacs. With no cabs on the road, I carry the paper bags in my arms like a baby, all the way back home.

Two missed calls from Sakura when I checked my phone. Three e-mails from spam, some new feeds in Instagram, four shirtless ad of Sasuke in the TV, and three channels playing old interviews of Sasuke and a female actor. I close the TV when I realised he was not smiling and was trying hard to give nice comments over the host's questions.

The rest of the day was spent with Candy Crush, YouTube, blogging and sleep. There was a missed call from Kiba around the evening, but I was too lazy to answer it. Sleep was dragging me and I finally succumbed.

My alarm went off and I grunt. I grab my phone and look at the screen, only to see Kiba' s called me. The notification bar shows about four missed calls. All from Kiba. I answer the phone.

"Naruto! Finally. What the fuck did you do?" Kiba said, but his voice weren't angry. Instead, it was confused. I look at the clock across the room. 4 P.M.. I've been sleeping for about two hours, for god sake. And over there at the table is a mountain of textbooks and tasks, waiting for me. My deadline is next week.

"What are you talking about?" I said, as I jumo out of bed and try to find my other sock. "Okay, I know you're not gonna believe me, but I just need you to listen and give me answers, okay Naruto?"

I frown. What is this about? "Okay."

I can hear Kiba's breath. Something must've happened. Something neither good or bad. "Sasuke Uchiha came over the compound searching for me."

"What is he doing over there?" I asked.

"He said he just wanna meet me. My friends were threatening to throw me at him, but I swear he saw me when in the crowds. He even brought some paparazzi and, oh my God. He saw me, but I swear, he doesn't know me."

"Okay?" Wait, why do I feel like this is my fault?

Kiba moves on with his story. "He came over for about an hour. When professor Kakashi asked him about Kiba, which he knows is me, Sasuke only described me as blonde and beautiful. What kinda girl's name is Kiba?"

"Sasuke's searching for a guy."

"Whatever. So, while I was hiding, Shika dragged me to him and told Sasuke I was the guy. Like serious shit was about to happen! I freaked out for no reason!"

I listened carefully. "Then?"

"He didn't know. It was clear. He asked for my name, so I gave him mine. He shook his head and told me that I'm not him."

I frown. "Who?"

"That Kiba! Who else is Kiba in Konoha West? So he began describing this guy he's looking for. Blonde, about 5 foot 6, blue eyes, tanned skin and one guy passed my mind."

I close my eyes and pinched the bridge of my nose. "Me."

"Exactly! So I told him he's finding the wrong guy. Seriously, I was nervous as hell when there's girls screaming and camera flashing. Good thing we were in a room."

"So?"

"Okay, so he was all confused and irritated. He told me he's finding a blonde haired guy with slim waist and sky eyes. Sounds like a girl, but trully, Naruto, that sounds like you."

"Go on." I practically holding the urge to barf right now.

"So yeah. I told him he's finding for you. Easy. I told him your name, but he didn't believe me! He doesn't believe and left the room. I followed him and he was already in the car, driving out the gates. I think he's mad."

"Hold on. So you think it's me?"

Kiba coughed. "Obviously. He's finding for you. Man, you gotta explain this to me. If I got my face pasted on blogs and newspapers tomorrow, I'm gonna blame you for this."

I must admit, it is my fault. But I didn't expect Sasuke to find me! I'm as nervous and anxious as Kiba, but right now, all I need to do, is hiding. I sat back on bed and began, "Just listen and shut up, okay?"

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