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Disclaimer: The person who DOES own this (Masashi Kishimoto-Sensei) would probably hate me if he read this.

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I open my eyes and awake to see that the windows open and the sky's a bright blue. Little birds can be heard chirping and the trees sway slightly in the wind. Little rays of sunshine find themselves in my room, on my bed, in my face and- "HOLEY SHIT!"

I literally jump out of bed and throw my clothes on, glance at the clock and scream "FUCK!"

I lace up my bright orange converse and start to run to the door when I realize I still have chemistry. I run to the bathroom brush my teeth, was my face, attempt to fix my hair, and then make my way quickly to school.

I'm running against the wind, so "fixing" my hair was a total waste, I feel like an idiot, and I'm not even sure if my clothes are clean, or that I even want to make it to chemistry in time.

I'm not sure if I even want to see him.

So here I am, Uzumaki Naruto, the dictionary definition of late.

There's only about 15 minutes left in class when I get there, I rush to my seat, lay my head down on the desk and try to catch my breath.

All eyes are on me, that is, all eyes except Garza's.

I look up to see another pink detention slip on my desk and I catch my teacher's happy glance. That bastard.

Gaara finally looks up from his writing, and like he just realized I was here, sitting right next to him, he points to my pants and says "hey…, don't those belong to… cockatoo head?"

'Cockatoo head….?'

"You mean Sasuke?"

He nods in response.

I burst out laughing. His lips seem to quiver slightly, then he turns away.

He is silent until there is only about five minutes left in class then picks up right where he left off in our…. Conversation?

"So, are they…?"

"Huh? Are they what?"

"Are they his…?"

"Huh! Oh... the pants, erm , yeah…."

"Oh, so that's what he meant…."

"What?"

He gets up from his seat and walks out the room. Kakashi ignores this. I get up to follow and receive a "Sit down, Naruto!"

'Great.'

'Kyuubi, what do you think he meant?'

'Who meant?'

'Shut up! You know what I'm talking about?'

'Oh you mean that delicious piece of…'

'HEY! Don't say that again! So what do you think he meant?'

'How are you so slow? He meant what your fucktoy said, you idiot.'

'F-f-fuck toy! Hey! He was the one who… I mean… ur… what did Sasuke say?'

'That you were his, of course.'

The bell rings and I find myself wandering around the halls, looking for Gaara.

I realize that I'm going to be late to Coach Guy's class (that weirdo) and turn around, giving up.

"…Gaara…" I whisper.

"Yes."

I look up to see him there, man of my dreams, standing right next to that weirdo Lee.

'Kami-sama that guys a freak!'

"Oh hi Naruto! We were just talking about you" says Lee in a less chipper voice then usual. Gaara just shoots him a look and walks away.

'Why the hell would Gaara be talking to that… thing?'

Lee smiles and puts an arm around my shoulder "C'mon buddy, lets walk to class together!"

"Uhhh…" I remove his arm. "I'm thinking of skipping today..."

"WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT! GUY-SENSEI IS THE GREATEST TEACHER IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD AND PHYSICAL FITNESS IS IMP-"

I grumble something about a stomach ache and walk away.

I find my way to the empty cafeteria and take a seat, looking around to make sure no administrators are around, and put my head down.

"He hasn't even said anything…. It's like it never happened… oh Gaara."