I refuse to put a disclaimer here cause everyone should be bright enough to know that I don't own Naruto. I'm pretty sure that's why this is called FANfiction.

├Part Twenty-Three┤

He clapped his hand to his neck, "It's nothing," he said.

"May I ask why you aren't wearing a shirt and why Miya isn't wearing her usual outfit with her own mask and such?" Kakashi asked.

"It's a long story," I said and smiled, "You'll probably hear about it from the Hokage or something."

Kakashi looked at me skeptically, "Well if I don't, I'll ask you tomorrow," he said.

I then turned back to Sasuke who still had his hand over his neck, "Now what's that?" I asked, "You know about me now explain yourself."

"I'll…I'll tell you later," he said while gritting his teeth, "If you really want to know."

"Course I do," I said, "Now let's go buy you a shirt!"

"Hey how come you didn't just buy a mask?" Sasuke asked as we started walking away from Kakashi.

"Because then I'd have to face the cash register person," I said and then thought about it, "Unless you would have bought it for me."

"Hmmf," he said. Well he didn't really say it, it was more of a sound.

We walked into a nearby clothing store.

"I think black looks good on you," I said and picked up a nearby shirt, "Try it on."

Yes, never go shopping with me. I made him try a thousand different shirts on.

"Nah how about this one?" I asked.

"They are all BLACK!" he exclaimed, "What's the DIFFERENCE?!"

I sighed and rolled my eyes, "Of course YOU wouldn't get it. You're a guy!" I said, "Now try this on. The last was a bit too tight. You'd look gay."

His eyes doubled in size as he turned and walked back in the dressing room. When he came out again, I looked him up and down.

"Now that one is perfect," I said, "Come on, let's pay for it."

He sighed with relief and we went to the cash register. I paid for the shirt and we left.

"Happy now?" I asked him.

"I should be the one saying that," he muttered, "You made me try on so many freaking shirts…"

"Yeah, well you don't want to go around Konoha looking as if you were gay or special now do you?" I asked him.

He looked as though he were actually thinking about it, "Actually it wouldn't be all that bad. At least no crazy people chasing me around…" he said.

I rolled my eyes, "Well I'm going to be going home now," I said, "See you later!"

I was walking away from him and about five seconds later I hear a, "Miya?" from the 'Uchiha Avenger' behind me. I turn and stopped as he walked quickly to catch up.

"Huh?" I asked. Yep, I sure was intelligent.

He wasn't looking at me straight in the eye, more like the space behind me or above me or at the ground, "Well you told me a lot about you today so I guess I should tell you about the mark," he said.

"Ok," I said and waited for him to speak again.

He started walking so I went along with him. Then he told me all about the Chuunin exams and about this 'Orochimaru' guy biting him-

"Wait, he bit you?!" I exclaimed and he nodded, "That's just disturbing…"-

And then how the guy went on and on about getting power and the cursed seal. Sasuke was looking nervous towards the end, like he didn't want to tell me something. I just let it pass.

"Ok so this guy, Orochimaru, bit you which got you a cursed seal that likes to break out at times giving you super cool power and that's it? He doesn't expect anything from you at all?" I asked.

He started to look nervous again, "Well he…sort of wants me to…go with him eventually…that'd I'd 'seek' him for more power or something…" he said.

I turned my gaze from him to straight in front of me, "Well that's stupid. I mean what if you didn't want to go with him, what then?" I asked.

Sasuke looked mad for some reason, "I don't know the whole thing! I only got this mark!" he exclaimed.

I put my hands up like in defense, "Ok, ok that's fine. I don't know how much you know," I said while rolling my eyes, "Well I hope you make a smart decision and don't go around acting like an idiot."

"Well bye," the Uchiha boy said and left. Just like that.

"Bye you great idiot," I muttered as I watched him running towards who knows where.

Boys can be so stupid sometimes…

And yet…so can girls…

I sighed and started walking home, shaking my head in my own confusion.

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