Chapter 8: November 23rd

All hail the King.

The King of Idiots, the King of Mistakes, the King of Messing Up, the King of Being Fucked Up, the King of Assholes... me.

Uchiha Sasuke, King of All that is Wrong.

I don't know what happened to me last night. I thought I told myself that nothing was going to come between me and Naruto, and I just blew it all out the window. He didn't even do anything, didn't even say anything that could even arouse me and I decide to jump on him like that.

What the fuck am I on? Crack?

Naruto left my house in a huff last night, which was expected after I sexually harassed him without his having a clue about how I felt. I know I said that no matter what happens between us Naruto can just smile it off, but I don't think that can happen this time.

Hence, me being the epitome of wrong.

Curse lust, or whatever it is that prompted me to actually kiss that bastard last night. I should have known better, knowing that he's always after Sakura. I should have known he'd have that sort of reaction. Fuck, even if he was gay, there still wouldn't have been a way of knowing if he actually felt that way about me.

When I kissed him, I felt that feeling in my stomach I've been getting. That feeling that I sorta feel like I have to either throw up or shit. So, I'm figuring that this is the 'love bug' crap Kakashi-sensei was talking about the other day.

As he ran out the door babbling, he mumbled that he didn't care about getting another favor, which I kind of frowned about. I took that as one of the signs that Naruto isn't going to want to act normally around me for a while. Normally the stupid ball of sunshine would bug me every second of every day if I owed him something, but I haven't heard from him all day today.

And it's past dinnertime.

In fact, I haven't gotten any calls from Sakura either, which is a first since, well – I met her. It's very strange, and I don't think I like it.

Actually, I do like it. Not having Sakura call me is very relieving. It almost makes me want to turn the ringer on the phone back on. Almost, but not quite.

Part of me wonders what Naruto is doing right now. Is he planning my demise? Secretly wishing for more? Making ramen? Taking a crap?

I also wonder why I'm still hung up about that whole thing of Naruto seeing my dick. I mean, I guess he was right about us both being guys and blah blah blah but still, that doesn't mean I'll be okay with other 'guys' seeing my cash and prizes, okay? Besides, how do I know if I utterly embarrassed myself? Naruto could me packing whale-sized junk for all I know, and how do I know if he was just laughing on the inside? Not that my own penis is small, but still! It's embarrassing, no matter what the circumstance.

And I'd rather not think about Naruto's penis, anyway.

Well, on the plus side, I guess I'm relieved that I almost sorted my feelings out about Naruto. I absolutely hate to admit it, but... nah; I can't say it just yet.

Christmas is coming up kind of soon... I wonder what Naruto is doing? Maybe I should ask him if he wants to spend some of it here.

Yeah, that's great Sasuke. "Hey Naruto, want to spend Christmas with an asshole like me?"

...I guess I just hope things will turn out okay, like they always do.

Author's Note: Ack, not too good of a journal entry. I'm trying not to make Sasuke too much out of character when I write these. Next, some POV from Naruto! Review, I BEG OF YOU, REVIEW!

P.S: "cash and prizes" was stolen from Dane Cook's term for genitals. :P