I tweaked the last chapter a bit. I think I may request a Beta-Reader. Anywho, here's the next chapter!

Oh, and I set the story in modern times seeing as they have to text. The voice of the story is third-person limited. I already started it off in the third person, so I'm going to continue.

Enjoy!

Friends

The unforeseen occurrences of his life never cease to confuse the hell out of him. This whole day has been evidence that fate is real… and he is its most acknowledged, glaring red button that it can't help but push if only for the satisfaction of seeing what he would do.

He sighed in agitation unzipping his pants, keeping his gaze purposefully trained on the simple light blue tiled wall directly ahead of him.

It just kept happening; On his usually lone and peaceful walk to school, in the hallway before class, now in the damned bathroom! Situations kept arising that seemingly called for the meeting of these two people. But Sasuke Uchiha was most certainly not the one answering the call.

Guilt had already weaseled its way into Sasuke's stomach seeing as someone else's girlfriend had the hots for him. Why must that person continuously keep their blond haired, hyperactive, grinning ass around him?

"Hiya, buddy!" Naruto greeted for, to Sasuke's extreme displeasure, the third time today as he too assumed "the position" at the urinal next to him.

He couldn't wrap his head around why sweet, innocent Hinata would want to cheat on Naruto, and with him of all people! Not to say that he wasn't devilishly good looking, but… (even though he would never admit this verbally, in written document, sign language, underwater, on a deserted island, not even if he were about to be mauled by starving bears)… he considered Naruto Uzumaki a friend. Not just any friend, a good friend, and he refused to be the cliché best friend that slept with his good friend's girl.

"Dude, you look like you're concentrating pretty hard. Are you sure you don't need to be sitting on the thrown." Naruto nodded to the bathroom's closed in stall next to Sasuke.

"Don't talk to me." Sasuke responded smoothly. Clearly, Naruto didn't catch the guy code memo where if even two straight men are in a room with their privates exposed, no conversation is to take place. It is not just a rule, it is a law written in guys minds everywhere.

Finally, Naruto finished. Sasuke's hope that Naruto would leave soon rose.

"Why?" the blond flushed, draining his own toxins and Sasuke's hope. "You've been acting funny all day, Sasuke. What's up?"

Geez, this was the longest pee he's ever taken in his life! He knew he shouldn't have had that second glass of cranberry juice this morning. He just wanted to piss off Itachi, whom he's been in a silent war with all month. He didn't drink it all; he drank just enough to leave an unsatisfying, small amount.

"Oooooh, I know what this is about." Naruto then proceed to place his hand on Sasuke's shoulder fully facing him now, both rows of teeth showing.

Sasuke's eyes slowly rolled to meet the smiling, sea blue orbs directed at him, a scowl etching his face. "…Are you touching me?"

After the blond dropped his hand, Sasuke averted his eyes back to his… business. Lo and behold, the stream had finally slowed to a drip! Two shakes, pants up, ziiiiip.

"You know what Sasuke, you're one of my best friends. I couldn't replace ya if I tried. And I know that you would never, ever purposefully hurt me..."

What is this, some kind of bathroom confessional?

"Except for that one time in third grade when you tried to mail me to Antarctica and told me there was an unlimited supply of Ramen there so I wouldn't fight, but that's water under the bridge!"

Sasuke rolled his eyes. These remorseful feelings stirring in him were greatly undeserved. Not about the Antarctica thing, there was no guilt in that, about Hinata. Sasuke didn't understand why he felt incriminated, he didn't even indulge. Even though the thought of innocent, little Hinata getting naughty was kind of a turn on. Wait. What? No, no it is not a turn on! Sasuke mentally slapped himself.

"I know, I know…" Naruto drawled, smirking and waving his hand in a dismissive manner. The clack of his shoes signaled to the raven haired boy that Naruto was now following him to the sink. "This is about Hinata, isn't it?"

"What?" Sasuke's head snapped up, the volume of his voice higher than he would have liked.

"Ha! I knew it!" Sasuke's head jerked back as an accusing finger wagged in his face. "Look, I'm sorry I've been spending all my time with Hinata lately. I never really pegged you for the jealous type, but I guess even stones have feelings too, eh?" he nudged Sasuke, whom was now done washing his hands, with his elbow.

"Um… no." This response only earned him an amused, yet forceful slap on the back.

"You crack me up! Hey, I'm going to pick out Hinata's present for Valentine's Day after school today. You should come help me, I suck at that kind of stuff. Get some bonding time in." That damn smile never falters. "See ya later, bro!"

After Naruto disappeared behind the door, Sasuke was left with his thoughts and the sound of rushing water from the sink. Placing his elbows its cool surface, he looked up to find onyx eyes staring back at him.

Why me? Why do I have to be the one to tell my (dare I think it) best friend that his girl is contemplating cheating on him? And did he have to call me "bro"? Who came up with these meaningless terms of devotion beyond blood family ties anyway? My actual brother doesn't even show as much affection for me as Naruto does. Hell! I wouldn't hesitate to tell Itachi his girlfriend wanted to do me. He could stand to lose a block or two off his ego. He smirked bitterly. I'm not going to tell him. I'll talk to Hinata instead.

And… Did Naruto wash his hand?

After school had ended, Sakura was waiting on the passenger side of Hinata's powder blue Mustang.

Valentine's Day was just next week, and there was no doubt that on that heated night Hinata would realize that she and Naruto were destined to be together forever and finally give in to desires of the heart. Thus, Sakura, being the awesome friend that she is, decided to spare her a few Trojans. Most likely her friend would not be prepared, and Naruto, being the careless, scatterbrain that he is will probably forget about protection all together.

Snickering while discretely placing two Trojan Ecstasy condoms in the side pocket of her friend's favorite lavender Coach Swingpack, she spotted Hinata's touch screen.

"Hm… maybe Naruto can use a little hint. Hinata's way too shy." She picked up the phone, simultaneously glancing at the exit of the school to see if her wide-eyed friend had come out yet. The coast was clear.

Luckily, Hinata was never into locking her device. She sat with the phone lazily in her hand for a couple of seconds, still plotting something sexy, yet subtle enough to still sound like Hinata, to text. Then phone lit up and vibrated in her hand. Out of habit from having her own Android phone, she glanced at that name that appeared to the top.

Sasuke? Since when did Sasuke text Hinata? Surely her friend would have confided in her that she and her long time crush/reluctant soul mate had been communicating. Not only was she communicating with him, it was a text! Hinata would have to have some type of companionship with him in order to receive a text from Sasuke of all people! And from her glance and the words, it looked like a pretty lengthy text for the notably silent young man.

Silent contemplation filled the air. If she was going to move, she had to do it now. Hinata said she would only be gone for a few minutes.

But would this single act speak about her ethics, her integrity? Would she really spy on her friend like this?

Then again, she'd never find out. Plus, it was apparent that Hinata has also been keeping secrets from her.

In one smoother flick of the finger, she had decided, pushing back the guilt and scolding she would give herself after she discovered that the situation wasn't even worth snooping over… if indeed it's not.

Sasuke: I need to address the thing from last night.

Sakura was puzzled by this; there was no previous conversation between Sasuke and Hinata in the phone. She actually deleted it! She must have had something to hide, unless of course, it wasn't a text that he was talking about. Feeling more justified, Sakura texted back in place of Hinata, making a conscious effort not to double letters like she was prone to doing.

Hinata (Sakura): What's wrong?

Sasuke: You know what's wrong.

How can I get him to say it? Sakura looked around to make sure Hinata wasn't near. Her conscience was gnawing at her, but she kept pushing it to the back of her mind.

Hinata (Sakura): What part was wrong about it?

Sasuke: The whole me being naked in the bed part!

Sakura's bottom lip dropped. Is that why Hinata wouldn't have sex with Naruto? She was already smashing Sasuke? My Sasuke?

She was about to think of something detrimental to this newly discovered relationship to text, but saw Hinata approaching the car. Quickly deleting the texts, she placed the phone back in Hinata's purse and secured it as if she had never been in it in the first place. She was going to take back her condoms, but then decided it was best that she did not get pregnant with Sasuke's love child.

"Hello, Sakura. How was your day?" Hinata smiled innocently, upon climbing into the car.

A deep, uncharacteristic frown creased the pinkette's face. "I think I'll walk home today." She concluded, pushing the door open.

Sensing something was wrong, Hinata asked, "Are you sure? Are you ok?"

Like you care. "Yeah, I could use the exercise." With that, Sakura exited that car, leaving a confused Hinata.

I have got to do something about this. Sakura seethed, taking her own cell phone from her pocket.

Sakura: Yu will nott BELIEVE what I justt foundd out!

This chapter lasted a little longer than I thought it would. Hope you guys enjoyed it! Tell me what you think.