A/N-You get insight into Naruto's past. It's a little dark, but I was kinda' depressed when I was writing it. (I don't know if it'll show in my writing. I hope not!) But I'm NOT making this fic into some dramatic thing. I'm gonna' keep the tiny bit of angsty drama stuff to a minimum and attempt to keep this fic cute. It gets happier after the one part! Enjoy! ^_^

Sasuke had walked away before I could say anything. Apparently he had his own classes to attend with Jariya. I so desperately wanted to tell him my secret, but at the same time I was terrified that he would be repulsed. I decided that if he really liked me, then he wouldn't care, right?

I sighed and headed to my room. School wasn't over but I was done. I laid down on my bed with my mind racing. Sasuke liked, if not loved me. Sakura, Ino, and every other girl in the school would hate me, besides Hinata. They wouldn't be the first to hate me...

I shook my head to clear that thought. I did not need to think of him right now. I needed to be more focused on how Sasuke would react, not about that man. I sighed once more and closed my eyes. My mind slowly drifted off into blackness.

***

"Naruto!" A deep voiced called.

"Yes, father?" My fourteen-year-old self asked, my voice shaking.

"Get over here. I need you're help," He demanded.

I just nodded and walked over to the kitchen. My father, whom I bare a slight resemblance to, was holding a knife and smiling. He looked at me and grinned, setting in the sink.

"So, which state do you prefer? Florida? Or Montana?" He asked washing off his blood soaked hands.

"Um...Montana?" I replied. Florida was too hot for my taste.

"Okay. Pack your bags, and quickly. We've got to get a move on before the cops show," he ordered.

I nodded again and run up the stairs. I threw my most precious things into my duffel-bag. They were the things I always brought with me when we "moved". After shoving them in the bag, I raced downstairs. My father was standing in the doorway, with two giant suitcases and a backpack.

"Hurry up," he called as he shoved them into our old beat up minivan.

I started to run but tripped over my untied shoelace. I could hear the wailing of sirens as they turned into our neighborhood.

"Get up! You stupid little brat!" He yelled, yanking me up as hard as he could. That made me drop my bag, but he didn't seem to care.

"Dad! Wait! I need my..." he shut me up with a slap to the face.

"Listen to me, Naruto. I don't care what you need. I need to get out of here. So let's go." He pushed me into the car and sped off, leaving my most precious items in the whole world in the driveway, forgotten.

As he sped down the highway at almost one hundred miles per hour, the cops were no where in sight. I could feel the wetness on my cheeks as I sat in the back of the old minivan, knowing we were off to yet another strange place, and believing that this endless game of cat and mouse would never end.

***

I woke to someone gently shaking me.

"Wake up, Naruto-chan," the soft voice chided.

I yawned and stretched, then sat up. I fell asleep? For how long? What a nightmare...

"Good evening, sleepy head," Sakura greeted, tilting her head just enough that her pink hair bounced.

"Ugh," I replied. "What time is it?" I asked, glancing at the clock. My eyes couldn't focus on the neon numbers.

"Six-fourteen," she stated. "You missed dinner."

"And lunch," Hinata added.

"Eh. Not hungry anyways," and it was true. Memories like that make me lose my appetite.

"Are you okay, Naruto-chan?" Hinata asked.

"Yeah. You look a little sick," Sakura added.

"Um...really? I'm fine," I chuckled a bit and stood up.

I looked at the clock, and this time my eyes could focus of the numbers. Six-seventeen. I looked to the door, letting myself get lost in thought. Sasuke would most likely push me away, but I would tell him. He needed to know the truth, no matter what the consequence. I sighed.

"I need to find someone," I said. "I'll be back later."

I left my roommates standing there with confused expressions. I studied me feet as I walked though the many fancy hallways. Stopping in front of Sasuke's room, I took a deep breath. How to say it? Sasuke, you might not like this but, I'm...no...that wouldn't do. Sasuke, I like you a lot but I don't think....no! Why couldn't I get it. I sucked in another big gulp of air and forced my self to knock on the door.

He answered with a fan girl-melting smile. "Dobe."

"Teme," I replied lightly. "Um, can I come in?"

"Sure," he said, opening the door farther and motioned to enter.

I walked in and gazed around his large room. If I didn't know any better, I would have thought it was a celebrity suite in a five star hotel. Everything was clean, the bed was humungous, the window took up half the wall, with a perfect view of the lake located a block from the school. I gasped at its marvelous beauty.

"Wow. What a room," I say, not really to anyone.

"Really? Eh, it's nice I guess," he says nonchalantly.

"You guess!? It's beautiful," I say.

"Not as beautiful as you," Sasuke replies in a seductive tone. My heart pounded. He called me beautiful? I almost wanted to laugh but I find myself blushing instead.

He leaned in and kissed me tenderly. I pushed him away gently and sighed.

"Um...Sasuke-teme," I started, "I wanted to talk to you about something."

"Yes?" Sasuke asked, sitting on his bed and patting the spot next to him. I sat down.

"Well, I...uh...wanted...to uh...um...well...you see...um..." I couldn't manage to get it out. I sighed again and looked him the eyes. They were surprisingly filled with compassion. He smiled softly and kissed my cheek.

"Hush dobe. I know what your trying to say. I've known the whole time you were a boy. My grandpa told me before you came," he explained.

I just stared at him blankly. He knew? Jariya told him? I was so confused.

"You...you're not like, mad or anything?" I asked.

He laughed and grabbed my hand. "Mad? Uh, definitely not. Why do you think I even asked you out in the first place? Because you're supposed to be a girl? No. Because you're different, and I'm tired of those annoying females."

I nodded. I couldn't reply to that. Did he like, just come out of the closet or something? Well, I was so very happy that he didn't mind. It made my whole day ten times better.

"So, you still want me to be your girlfriend?" I asked, chuckling.

"Nope."

I stared at him, my feelings hurt. What? Why?

He laughed. "Not my girlfriend, dobe. Boyfriend, and I don't care what anyone thinks."

I smiled and laughed too. "But I'll have to pretend to be your 'girlfriend'." I used air quotes around the word girlfriend, and laughed once more.

He stoked his perfect ivory chin and nodded. "Yup."

I was suddenly very tired, despite the fact that I had just slept half the day. I yawned. My day was strangely very eventful.

"Tired?" Sasuke asked, his breath feeling warm on my neck. Somehow I had ended up sitting on his lap. When did that happen? I nodded anyways.

"Then sleep, my little dobe," he said sweetly, laying down on his enormous bed. I curled up beside him and started to doze. I felt him stoking my cheek with his pale fingers and I smiled.

I drifted off into an extremely calm and dreamless sleep.

A/N-Did you enjoy chapter 5???? I think this one turned out well, despite my mood. Review for chapter 6!!!