Hey there everyone! Thanks to everyone who reviewed, and added me to story alert or stuff like that =) Trust me, you don't know how much it means to me when people do those things. My self-esteem isn't that great, haha. So anyways, for those of you who have awaited this, here is chapter 2 of I Think I'm in Love with an Idiot! Enjoy! =)

Chapter 2

Surprise, Surprise…

"Sasuke…I'm bisexual."

The words replayed over and over again in my head. Damn, I love this. Now that we got that part all cleared up I can work on something else. But first it seems I'm going to have to talk to the guy first. Ha…idiot.

After her told me I smirked because of irony and he thought I was laughing at him. He turned away, muttered something about having to visit his mom's grave and ran. There was no way I'd let it just end like that but the dobe was fast and I was in no mood to run. Well, actually I'm just feeling lazy. Ha.

The next morning I woke up even more tired than usual. Oh, and guess what? I had the dream again. I swear if I keep dreaming this and nothing happens in reality I'm going to drag his sexy little ass back to my place and fuck him until we're both tired as shit.

And then I never want to wake up cause the dream is so damn good! So henceforth…I woke up late. Again. Damnit.

While I was rushing to get my clothes on I had a piece of toast in one hand and I was trying to pull my pants up with the other. My phone vibrated. Now what? I grabbed the toast into my mouth and used both my hands to pull up my pants. After I zipped up I snatched my phone off my bed and slung my book bag over my shoulder. My foot kicked the door open while I started down at the text. It was my dobe. Or at least soon to be mine. Hehe…The text read:

"Um…sorry about running off yesterday. I know it's weird and all but ya. I'm still confused so see ya in school." Idiot…he doesn't know how much that made me smile. The phone vibrated again.

"Oh and don't you even think about tellin anyone bastard. Or else I beat the shit outta ya. =)" Okay, now I'm just cracking up. The smiley face at the end just pulled it together. Moron. I snapped the phone shut and put it in my pocket. Turning around I locked the doors to my house and then head for school. For some reason when I got there it didn't seem so much like the hell house it was yesterday. But right before I walked in the door I remembered there was a piece of toast still hanging out of my mouth. Damn…I walked all the way here without ever realizing that. If this is what that dobe can do to me by just sending me some weird text I don't even want to know what I'd act like if we were together officially. Tsk…

Tossing the toast into a nearby plant I walked through the double doors and up the stairs. The hallways were empty so I figured I really was late today. When I made it to my first period class Kurenai was sitting in the back of the room but everyone was facing front. Naruto even looked like he was blushing. Great…and now I'm going to have to walk into the very middle of whatever the hell they are talking about.

Slowly and as quietly as possible I opened the classroom door, closing it as soon as I made it in. I tried walking to my seat but suddenly all eyes were on me. "Damn…" I cursed under my breath. Turning to see what was awaiting me, I heard some laughs. The second I made the full turn Iruka sensei was standing literally right in front of me. Has the guy ever heard of something called personal space?

"Ah, Uchiha, how nice of you to join us. Please go take a seat down next to Uzumaki, would you?" He stated. The look in his eyes was almost too scary but as usual I showed no emotion. I felt those eyes burning a hole in the back of my head and he didn't start talking until I was seated. Naruto whispered to me.

"Bastard, you're late. What happened?"

"Hn. Nothing." He raised an eyebrow at me. Damn…so cute.

"Yeah right," he paused, "Did you get my text this morning?" I nodded, looking up at Iruka.

"Yupp, so anyways, what is Iruka doing here?"

"He's talking about hormones and shit. Plus, what I told you about yesterday. I'm pissed because he gave my seventh period class this talk already but the schedule got mixed up or something so some people are going to have to hear it more than once." The blonde shifted uncomfortably in his seat when Iruka started talking about homosexuality. Hmm…is he really that uncomfortable about it?

"Dobe. Cool it." He strained a laugh. The rest of the period I ignored what Iruka was saying considering the fact that I knew all this shit already. My eyes shifted between the board up front and Naruto beside me. He was fidgeting and playing with a loose string off his shirt. Any idiot could see how much he just wanted to get out of the class. Then when the bell rang he was the first one out the door.

I followed a few people out and spotted the moron at his locker. He rumbled through his stuff searching for the books he needed and probably his homework that he didn't finish.

"What? Couldn't stand the heat?"

"Huh?" His eyes turned to the sound of my voice but his body stayed positioned in front of his locker. Once he assured himself that it was me he turned back to grab his stuff. "Oh, you."

"Who'd you expect? Godzilla?" I joked.

"Haha. Very funny. But not now Sasuke." He slammed the locker shut, looked at me, then turned and walked to his next class. I was almost tempted to chase after the retard but something kept me back. Maybe my consciousness telling me how wrong it is to be falling in love with my best friend. Wait. Did I just say love again? Damn. Literally, I smacked myself in the head. No. I don't love the dobe; I just have this never ending need to make him mine. Mine and mine alone. Well, now isn't that considered love? No way…right?

This entire time I've been leaning up against Naruto's locker staring down at the ground. When I looked up the hallways were a ghost town again. Shit. Late again. I ran down the stairs to my science class. Orochimaru was explaining how to do a lab we were going to try on Monday. This time when I sneaked to my seat all I received was a glare from my creepy teacher but that was it. Thank god he cared more about doing his crazy experiments than giving me a lecture.

As usual I tuned him out and let myself sink into my thoughts. So how exactly was I going to convince the dobe that he wants me? Even though I don't have any idea if he even ever thought of me that way before but heck, like I care. Like I said before I'm going to make him mine. One way or another. All I really have to do is somehow find a way to convince him. Uhh…didn't I say that already? Whatever.

So from there I was late to two more classes. My teachers looked a tad worried. Okay…? As long as they don't hold me back or something I'll be fine.

Yes! The bell rang. That signaled two things. One, school for the day was over. Two, weekend here I come! Oh, and for me, Naruto you better watch your ass…A devious little smile crept onto my face at the thought of having him. I headed for the door but right before I stepped out my English teacher called me back. Damn…what did that mask wearing perv want now?

"Yea?"

"Something bothering you?"

"No."

"You sure?"

"Yes."

"Cause you can tell me you know?" This guy was getting on my nerves.

"Kakashi, I'm fine. Can I go now?" He sighed. Apparently whatever he was trying to do didn't go to smoothly.

"Alright. But don't forget. I'll be here if you need me." I nodded and turned for the door. Now I really was late. I wonder if the dobe waited for me. He better have… "Oh, and Sasuke?" Now what?

"What?"

"Tell Naruto I said hi." My face turned red. I felt them burning intensely. That plus my racing heartbeat only allowed me to get out of that room as fast as possible. Did he know? No…there's no way…or is there? Damn you Kakashi. Damn you to hell. I thanked god that I wasn't facing him when he asked that question or else things would have gotten really awkward. Not like they weren't already. Arrgh. Damned pervert. He was usually known to mess around in people's personal lives too much. Well, whenever he wasn't with Iruka, that is. Hehe…

Once outside, I noticed some blonde, spiky hair and an orange outfit. Moron. So he waited for me after all. The second I reached the bottom of the steps though, he got upset.

"What took you so long?" His eyes held worry. It wasn't for me though. It was for his secret. Hmm…I could mess with the dobe just a little bit.

"Just telling some people some stuff." I started walking and he followed pretty quickly. The worry in his eyes grew. Part of me wanted to burst out laughing.

"What kind of stuff?"

"Just stuff."

"Sasuke."

"What?"

"What type of stuff?"

"Just stuff."

"You said that already."

"And?"

"Sasuke!" I kind of like him screaming my name. It gave me this…feeling.

"Calm down moron. I didn't tell anyone about your stuff. Geez…" He let out a sigh of relief.

"You scared me bastard."

"Did I? Whoops." He glared at me and I just smirked. The glare didn't stop for a little while until he rammed into a fence. I let out a chuckle.

"Damnit, ass whole. Help me up, would you?"

"Why should I?"

"Cause my ass hurts bitch." Ha…if only I was the one who made it hurt in a totally different situation. Damn. Naughty thought. No. Hehe…he's got to stop setting himself up for my sick mind. Whatever. I grabbed his hand and jolts of electricity were sent through my arm. Even after I let go the tingling sensation never left me. Wow.

"Thanks, I—" He fell to the ground clutching his leg.

"Dobe. What happened?" I asked, allowing just a tad of panic to seam into my voice.

"I think I…SHIT!" Before I could say anything, he pointed to the back of his leg. There was a piece of glass lodged into it and blood was running down to the ground. "I don't think I can walk…"I let out a sigh. Naruto…geez. Making sure my book bag was securely on my shoulder I bent down and picked him up. The shock on his face was enough to make me almost drop him. "Sasuke…"

"Just shut up moron." And he did. It took us about five more minutes before we reached his house. He actually stayed quiet the entire time. When I got to the door I told him to take out his key and unlock the door. The idiot looked at me like I was crazy.

"Well, what? Do you expect me to open it?" Naruto looked like he was contemplating this in his head. Eventually he opened it, probably because I was glaring at him.

When I walked in I looked around. The place seemed even messier than before, if that was even possible. Somehow we made our way to his bedroom which was actually pretty clean. Aside from the few pieces of clothing on the floor, that is. I carefully laid him down onto the bed and sat down, throwing our book bags to the side.

Observing the wound, it didn't look too bad. I'm still curious how glass got there though. Considering it made no sense. Oh well. Shouldn't complain. I'm in his room with him. Alone. Ha…

"Ow…" Naruto was trying to get the glass out. Dumb-ass…he's going to make it worse the way he's trying to get it out. I smacked his hand away and put his leg up on my lap, looking at the wound closely now. Slowly and very, very carefully I held the glass with two fingers and pulled it out. Naruto's eyes were closed the entire time since I touched the glass. "Did you take it out yet?" he asked.

"Open your eyes and see for yourself." He opened one eye cautiously. Then he let out a sigh of relief.

"Oh. Thanks, Sasuke."

"Yeah. Whatever. Where are the bandages?" He had to think about this a little bit. He better have some in this mess.

"Uh…check the bathroom cabinet." I took his leg off my lap and stood up. The bathroom was behind a door right in his room. Accidentally, I opened the closet door first, seeing his boxers. They were bright orange, of course, with little chibi foxes on them. Dork. I quickly closed the door and went to the bathroom door. Ah, this was the right one.

The cabinet was already open and stuff was falling out. He is so messy…Stopping myself from looking at this retard's organization skills, I rambled through the crap. Phew. Bandages were all the way in the back behind something that resembled a pile of ramen noodles. There was way too much mold for me to be sure.

"Hey dobe," he was fiddling with his fingers and looked shocked when I came out of the bathroom with the bandages in tow. "You need to seriously clean this pig-sty up." He laughed.

"I know."

It took me about five minutes to get the bandages on his foot. It would have been done sooner if he hadn't kept moving. Apparently it hurt a lot. He really could barely move and as I looked at him I wondered if he'd be able to handle himself this weekend.

"Hey, you going to be okay alone this weekend?" I asked.

"Um…maybe. I don't know."

"Idiot. Its yes or no. Take your pick." Half of me wanted him to say no, and to get the hell out but the other, much stronger and persuasive side wanted him to say yes to stay and take care of him.

"Well, do you have any plans this weekend?" Looking like I was actually thinking about it, I did a little dance inside my head. Oh yeah, score.

"Nah, I was just planning on chilling."

"Oh…then would you mind staying?"

"I don't know…" I teased. He started to look a little disappointed.

"Oh, okay. I guess…"

"Moron." He looked up at me.

"What I do now?"

"Tsk…nothing. You just look so pathetic and helpless I have no choice but to stay." A smile quickly made its way onto his face but just as quickly came off.

"I'm not pathetic." He folded his arms defiantly and pouted. It made him look damn cute.

"Whatever, what are you going to have for dinner?" He looked at me like I just asked him when he was going to fuck me. Hehe…if only, if only…

"Dinner. Right. Uh…I'm not sure. I was just going to have ramen again but I think I'm out."

"Is ramen really the only thing you eat?"

"Nope."

"Care to elaborate on that?"

"I can cook and all, ramen is just really easy to make."

"Oh?"

"Yeah, I've got this recipe for stir fry. How about, you make it while I pull up a chair and tell you what to do?" All I did was raise an eyebrow. "Seriously, it's not that hard."

"Fine. But I'm warning you now; I can't cook for my life." He burst out laughing.

"OH MY GOSH!!! That's hilarious. Finally, something you're not good at." I walked over to where he was sitting on his bed and leaned in really close. It made him stop laughing and take a deep gulp. It almost looked like I was going to kiss him. And trust me I would if I knew I'd be able to restrain myself after just one kiss but just seeing him, laying there makes me want him all the much more.

"And that's it. Everything else is flawless." I whispered then walked away towards the kitchen. When he didn't move I called. "Coming?" He looked dazed but shook his head and attempted standing up. I turned and made it to the kitchen. Like it mattered though. Right as I was taking out a pan I heard a loud thump and I was back in the room in a flash. Naruto was on the ground…ha, idiot.

"You planning on just standing there and laughing at me?"

"I wouldn't mind it." He scowled at me. "Geez, dobe. You really do need me, don't you?" Actually I needed him more than he'll ever know. Well, it's more like a want than a need. Hehe…oh well. Walking over, I bent down to pick him up again but this time he stopped me.

"No. I'm going to try getting up myself." He stated this very defiantly that I stepped back to watch a disaster in the making. The moron placed one hand on his bedside table and another hand on his bed, presumably trying to pull himself up. Surprisingly, he got all the way up and shot me a huge grin of satisfaction. Oh, but wait. There's more. He took his first step towards me and tripped over his book bag. In a split second I was there, catching him before he fell flat onto his face.

"Loser. Told you, you need me." Naruto looked up at me and smirked.

"Unfortunately." A smirk crept onto my face as well. So, while him and I were smirking like idiots, I carried him to the kitchen and placed him in a chair which was conveniently right there.

"Alright dork, what now?"

He carefully explained to me how to get everything we needed and how to turn the stove on without burning myself in the process. Either way, I got burned regardless. Geez…Naruto.

While we waited for the stove to heat up things were a little awkward.

"So…" I attempted to start a conversation, hoping he would pick it up.

"Uh…Sasuke?"

"Hmm?"

"What would you do if I told you that I might like you…like as more than my best friend?" My heart skipped a beat. No. It stopped altogether. Did those words just come out of the dobe's mouth??? It took a little longer to process exactly what he said. It was hard trying to keep up my composure on the outside. Inside, I was dancing around like a maniac.

"Well, that depends. Do you?" I questioned to see if he meant it. He hesitated and messed around with a carrot stick he picked up off the counter.

"I…umm…maybe."

"Yes or no idiot. One of these days I'm going to have to teach you how to tell the difference between yes or no questions to the questions you could answer whatever the hell you want to."

"Uh…then…yes." He replied extremely softly. I chuckled and walked over to right in front of him. Stupid, still hasn't picked his head up to look at me.

"Hmm, then if that's the case." My hand held his chin and forced him to look me in the eyes. "I'd do this." I leaned in and kissed him. Finally. Oh my god…you don't know how good this felt. The kiss wasn't any longer than a few seconds but it felt like an eternity of sweetness. The taste of his lips were like none I've ever tasted before. There was this intense sweetness mixed with a little saltiness. It was perfect and oh so satisfying. What was satisfying? Well, one, the kiss and two, the look on Naruto's face right after. Priceless. So, I've got him hooked, I can almost tell for sure. Now what? We'll see…

I walked over to the stove.

"It's hot." My voice was surprisingly still calm.

"Yeah, very hot…" Naruto stated. I was almost positive he wasn't talking about the stove. Hehehe…

TBC?

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Hehe...I thought the ending was a little cheesy but for some reason I didn't want to change it...O_o

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