How can we be lovers?

Chapter 2

(Two shot?)

Kay guys, I've just decided that this might turn into a longer story, depending on reviews. So let me know what you love/hate, sacrifice a little time to the review-goddess and review – it really lifts my spirit and helps the creativity to flow. (^^)

Anyways!

Warnings: Curse words, boy on boy action (Yes there will be a little lemony good in the next chapter xD).

Pairing: SASU-NARU.

It'd been two weeks since Naruto had walked out our front door and out of my life.

The worst two weeks of my life.

I guess I've gotten used to having him around. I even miss telling him to pick up his dirty socks. The apartment was spotless, since Naruto had left, but it wasn't a home anymore. Just white clean walls and spotless hardwood floor. It made me want to make a mess, in attempt to rid myself of this awful awkward feeling.

I had just walked in my front door and put my keys on the kitchen counter, inwardly sighing softly.

Naruto was coming by today get the his stuff.

I had no idea what to say to him.

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We had met two years ago. Or so Naruto thought. I had spent a year watching the blond that had moved in to the apartment across from mine, at first I had loathed him. He held loud parties, was friend with everyone but him in the building, he had loud friends and was even louder himself. You can't count the amount of complains I filled about him, our supervisor Kakashi just always seemed to "lose" them. Mainly because he was one of the regular guests at Naruto's parties.

Back then, before Naruto, I was deeply depressed. Not sad, sulky or moody. Deeply, numbly, depressed. My families business Uchiha Lawyers had bankrupted 3 years ago, destroying my future. Well, not really, I still had my university degree, but honestly, I was born and raised to lead that company! My parents had sold everything they could and moved to their summer cottage in Tahiti.

I was left with nothing but a degree and of course a large amount of money.

Anybody else might have shrugged and moved on.

I couldn't.

My future had crumbled.

And with it, my life.

I started drinking. Alcohol had never really been me, not until I knew that tomorrow would bring another day of nothing.

I was drunk and driving when the accident happened, I crashed into a tree (Sasuke Uchiha – killed by tree, now there's a good headline). I can't remember much from it, flashes of light, voices and such. One thing I remember clearly was the thought of dying now, in this state, with no accomplishes was terrifying. When they released me from the hospital I took the buss home, might as well get used to it, my drivers license had been suspended.

I found a blond boy named Naruto in my apartment.

He'd been watering my plants (cactuses), sorting my mail, cleaning and eating stuff from the fridge so it wouldn't go bad (Or so he said). I didn't talk at all under our first encounter.

After I was done with hating him – and I don't know how I did this, it has never happened to me before. At first I thought I was sick. No kidding. – I fell for him.

Hard.

Since it never happened to me before, and the only experience I had with love were my crazy stalkers back when I was gorgeous. I didn't know what to do or how to pursue him, what was I supposed to do?

So, I started stalking him. (What? With no future it was nice way to pass time). I followed him everywhere, started buying clothes that could disguise me. I found out he was a dance instructor, played minor parts in plays at the local Konaha theatre, he loved ramen to the border of obsession (Not that I was one to talk, what with the stalking and stuff?), his eyes where a glowing kind of blue, his hair rays of sunshine, he was emotional – he cried when watching Disney movies like Bambi, he would befriend anyone who'd listen to him and he had a smile that made my heart skip.

Naruto Uzumaki.

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There was a quiet knock and I went to open the front door. And there he was, the love of my life. "Hi," he said, effortlessly passing by me and walking into the apartment. I answered him with a grunt, closing the door. I knew I looked horrible, dark lines under my eyes from lack of sleep, ruffled hair and dressed in a pair of old jeans and, and outworn t-shirt. He on the other hand didn't look like he'd lost any sleep from being separated from me. He started gathering his stuff and didn't even look at me once. "So how've you been?" he asked effortlessly.

"Fine." I drawled, leaning against the wall as I watched him gather his stuff. "Where have you been sleeping?"

"Huh?"

"Where have you been sleeping?" I repeated, my voice as cold as ever.

"Oh," he looked up from his clothes and his gaze caught mine. "At Sai's."

"Thought you couldn't stand him." I refused to let the acid jealousy show, I simply crossed my arms and glared without intent at him.

"I thought so too." He just answered, walking into the bathroom he'd spend so many nights crying in, to get his toothbrush. I was beyond furious. The anger and jealousy was driving me mad, made me want to tie him up, leave him here, go beat Sai up and come back to pleasurably torture him till he'd never want to leave again. But I didn't. "It's not fun is it."

"What?" I said, I'd been so busy thinking that I had almost missed his words. "What's not funny?"

"Being jealous." He spat, having gathered all his stuff he simply passed by me moving towards the door. I knew he was referring to Sakura. He opened the door and for the second time in my life I watched him go.

This time, he didn't even slam the door.

He was just… gone.

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Jaihz! Finished with chapter 2! I'm quite sure I'll be able to write another (We have to get them back together, noh? So review, review, review, reeeview!