Hello everyone! This chapter is for Naruto713-17 and Riku-stalker. Much luv to you! Thank you for the reviews! Here's the next chapter! Hope you like it!

After spending the entire walk home, dinner, bed-time, and many nightmares going over what had just happened, Naruto came to the conclusion that he had absolutely no freaking idea.

'I have absolutely no freaking idea why that bastard kissed me! Is Sasuke even gay? What the hell! Is he messing with me or challenging me, or was he drunk or high, or something? (inner gasp!) Does he have a crush on me? EEEEEWWWWW!!!!!! That's just disgusting!

(A/N: I think we all pretty much agree that having Sasuke Uchiha kiss you really isn't a bad thing, right girls and maybe some boys?)

And so, as you can very well expect from Naruto, the next day at school was hell. He was constantly looking over his shoulder, cautious of when the Uchiha will strike next.

So at lunch time, his friends decided to ask what was wrong.

"Dude, what's wrong?" asked a partially slightly concerned Shikamaru.

"Yeah. You've been freakier than normal today. So what's up?" entered a more worried Kiba.

I'd like to take this time to introduce Naruto's friends.

First there's Kiba. He's Naruto's best friend.

Then there's Shikamaru. Not much I can say about him.

Shino is Shikamaru's and Kiba's friend, but hang's out with Naruto 'cuz that's where they are.

Then there's Choji and Gaara and Hinata.

Gaara and Hinata like Naruto. But he doesn't know that.

Lee's also one of Naru's friends but he sits with his team.

Now back to the story.

Naruto contemplated telling his friends the truth but decided against it.

"I think some teacher's out to get me."

"All the teachers are out to get you, Naruto."

"Yeah, I guess you're right. Heh-heh." Naruto made sure not to make eye contact with any of his friends in fear that they could see through his lie. Of course, none of them did except Gaara and he's not going to do anything in front of anyone.

Then came Naruto's last class: P.E. How he had dreaded this period all day and yet had also been preparing for it. He was going to confront Sasuke. He was going to ask why the hell he kissed him.

But Sasuke was acting like nothing ever happened. He met Naruto with the same glare, the same scowl. Just like every other day. So Naruto decided not to bring it up until they were somewhere where they could discuss it.

After P.E., Naruto asked Sasuke if he could talk to him. In private.

"So what do you want?"

Naruto took in a deep breath. "I want to know why you kissed me."

Sasuke gave a look of shock and disgust. "Kiss you? Why would I kiss you? That's absolutely fucked. I did not kiss you."

Now it was Naruto turn to be shocked.

"Yeah, you did. After school. I was at my locker and you were walking down the hall. And then you kissed me."

"No I didn't."

"Yes you did! And you even put your hand up my shirt."

"You know what? Keep your sick fantasies to yourself, fag. I'm gonna ask coach if he can give me another partner."

He turned to walk away, leaving a baffled blonde behind. Then he turned back to give one last statement:

"And here I though you were just fucked up, but, damn Uzamaki, I guess you're worst than I thought."

At that moment, Sasuke pressed Naruto up against the wall and kissed him hard. But then he added a little variation this time. He put his hands down Naru's pants.

Naruto fought for a few minutes, but then gave in to the pleasure. But through all that time, only one thought went through his brain over and over: 'What the HELL?'

And so afterwards, while Sasuke walked away like nothing happened, again, Naruto voiced his thoughts:

"What the hell...?"

Sasuke went outside to look for his ride home and was surprised when he saw that his limo was the only vehicle left in the pick-up line.

Once he got inside, the driver kindly asked, "Did you have a meeting I was not informed about today, sir?"

"What?"

"Well, you are exactly thirty-two minutes and forty-six seconds late. I just assumed that you had an emergency student council meeting to attend to, sir."

"Thirty-two minutes late?"

"Yes, sir."

'Talking to that faggot couldn't have taken around thirty minutes... What the hell?'

But Sasuke just dismissed the fact and went home, angry about the time that seemed to have been lost.

So, did you like it? And yes, you are not supposed to know what happened. But I can tell you that Sasuke doesn't know, either. Please review! I want to know what you think about the messed-up-nessed of my story. I'll be looking forward to it. Much luv!