Compulsive Noties!

So my good friend Carissa, helped me with this chapter...and the next few to come, so thank her for my new plot line! Yay! So, I just wanted to say to my reviewer, it SIRIOUSLY bothers me when people write reviews like "good job, please continue." I mean ELABERATE PLEASE! That's all I ask. Okay. And for ittle bit this may seem like Not Your Average Drunk Tail, for reals people, it isnt, at all. Well I hope you like this chapter.

And if you haddn't picked up, I Compulsive, am the writer of this story.

As bad as the book seemed at first, once you really got in to the plot, you started to like it. I mean yeah, there were moments when I though it might be better to take a bullet to the head than continue reading, but all books have moments like that. Right?

And there were upsides to being a star reader all your life. One of which was the ability to read extra fast, so I got it done within a week. If I had dedicated more time to it, I probably might have gotten it done faster. Which in all actuality was my biggest concern, seeing Sasuke again.

This time when I came, it was different. The helper was gone, and it wasn't pretty late yet, a little past nine. And usually I wouldn't come here this late, but I wanted to get this book while it was still fresh in my mind, and before I forgot. Even though I was on my way to a party, it wasn't like I hadn't been to one of these before. I knew the drill, so if a missed a few minutes running a quick errand, who would notice?

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Sasu

It was finally closing time. It wasn't that I was tired, or anything. I spent most of the time Lee's working doing paper work and napping, so I wasn't tired. But it was nice to leave, and return to my apartment, where I could just relax.

I was gonna finish up the last of this paperwork, turn the sign to close, and leave. Most people would turn the sign to close first, but what was the fun in that? What if someone you'd been waiting for all day showed up, but it was closed? There goes a perfectly good customer. So signing the final paper, I looked up as the door opened.

"Oh, hi Sasuke!"

"Oi..." Jashin, he's back? Wasn't he revolted by the book that I gave him? Well, some people have different tastes. What if he didn't even read it?

"Hey are you closing?" He sounded a bit excited,

"Um, yeah. Why?" Then he smiled.

"Great! You should grab your things, and come with me?" There were many things this could lead to. And dispite what my conscious told me, I said,

"I...guess I could..." What else was I gonna do? When I go home, I'll be alone, by myself, and I'll sit on the couch and watch TV, and fall asleep on the couch. Plus I could tell that he was one of those people who didn't take 'No' for an answer.

"This is perfect, I'm going to the dude's house, his name is Kiba. He always tells me to bring someone else, always, but I can never find anyone! So yeah I..." He continued babbling about the party, and Kiba, while I gathered my things and locked up the place. But then he stated something I hadn't really noticed before,

"Yeah, and as cool as Kiba is and stuff, I just couldn't find it in my heart to say yes when he asked me to date him. Because our personalitys just would clash, and the relashionship would go about as far as a plane with no gas."

Date? Relationship? Was Naruto gay?

"Wait, what?" Now we were in his car, because I just lived around the corner, so I usually just walked. Which was why my car was at home.

"What? Wait what, Sasuke?" He asked looking at me.

"Are you...gay?" He laughed, and smile.

"I thought you had picked that up already?"

"Oh..." I spoke in a smaller voice.

"What? Is that a problem?"

"No, no!" I exclaimed,

"Not at all, I was just wondering." I didn't want offend him.

"Okay." He said, after a few akward moments, he continued talking about the party.

"Here we are!" He said pulling over to the curb. I could tell, by the lights in the house, and the music that was blasting.

"Why do all the houses seem vacant around this one?"

"Kiba often warns the neighbors of his next party, so either, they're in there, or out somwhere else."

"Hn."

When we got in, it was crazy, there was multiple people in various places, and in almost all the corners of the house there was a couple making out. And they weren't all boy and girl, in fact, it seemed like there were only a few girls in the whole house, and the other guys were dancing with eachother.

And it's not like I knew if this was normal or not, I had never been to a house party! It took twenty-five years, but I got to one!

I sat down in a chain in the dinning room. For now I was just going to sit here. I don't know where Naruto went, when we came in he went straight to a some brown haired man, they high five hugged and went to conversation. I was just gonna sit here. And wait.

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Naru

After we got there I lost Sasuke, but it didn't really matter at the moment, I hadn't talked to Kiba in ages. But like always he ditched me to hang out with some other guys, which is when I went in search for Sasuke again, but not before picking a few beers.

And there he was sitting at the dinner table, minding his own buisness. I handed him a beer as I walked over, and he took a drink.

"Have you just been sitting here, all night?"

"Yeah, I was thinking."

"Dude, it's been like, two hours! What the hell could you be thinking about? You've barely had three beers!"

"So."

"So? So? So you're commin' with me, Sasuke!" He sighed and I took his hand and dragged him to the dance floor.

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It took eight beers, four hours of dancing, two jello shots, and half a pound of coffee cake to get him to loosen up. When we sat back down, he was noticeably drunk. If you ask me, he was completely wasted. You couldn't even understand what he was saying, well to a cirtain extrent.

"You...know, I wwassn't even gay, before I met you." He laughed, and it tooke me a while, but I realised what he said,

"Wait, what?"

"I was, straight!" He laughed again,

"Straight as your abs, come here!" He pounced on me and a fell over.

So, yeah, review?
And you better thank my friend, cuz if you don't, she'll eat you. (she's crazy enought to do it)