Disclaimer: Naruto does not belong to the author. Naruto, and the rest of the characters, belong to their respectful owner- Kasashi Mishimoto.E Errr, wait that's not it...

A/N: As mentioned, in need of a good BETA for this story. PM me if you're willing to take on the challenge of correcting my dreadful grammar. Also, Sasuke still leading the poll. If you know not of what I'm speaking about, visit my profile page and you shall see the poll.

'Tis a filler chappie.

The most astonishing and outworldly handsome young man, going by the respectful name of Uchiha Sasuke, checked his looks in the mirror for the nth time that day.

Damn, still as sexy as ever! His magnificiently styled trademark Uchiha hair was astounding and, as Naruto said it, cutely unique. Years ago, he considered growing it out, just like his big brother... But then, Naruto had to go and be unbeliveably lovable and say how he simply adored Sasuke's hair...

Well, actually he just said his best friend look good as he was and that there was no need to copy Itachi of all people. Sasuke blissfully ignored the murmured part of 'coz even if you try, you'll never be as awesome' and concetrated on the dillusions his mind produced.

After three days of resting after their C-rank turn B, possibly A-rank mission, which he mostly spent training with his brother and trying to get a glimps of Naruto (who was getting cuddled and kept prisoner in his house, by both Blondaime and Habanero's possessive hands); they finally had a team meeting.

Kakashi, duo to some strange phenomen (which involved the yellow monster of Konoha and a certain special kunai), ended up in a hospital and only today was he cleared fo duty. Sasuke wanted to maim him for prolonging his time of not seeing Naruto, but figured it wouldn't do him any good on his quest for love if the stupid, perverted Cyclops was bedridden any more.

Whistling a merry tune, under his breath of course, he extided his spacious room (filled with pictures of Naruto and him... but mostly the blonde), said his goodbyes to his giggling mother in the kitchen and strangly in a great mood father (was it just him or was Fukagu skipping?) in the corridor; he bravely ventured to the outside world, feeling immensly happy for getting to see his angel.

Whilst the happy Uchiha decided to copy his father and subtely skip through Konoha, Hinata Hyuga- the heiress of the undeniably powerful and quostionably rich (there were rummors flying around, containing mentions of a slug, poker and a certain Hyuga Nerii) Hyuga clan was humming peacefully, whilst getting ready for another visit to the Namikaze-Uzumaki household; where Mrs. Kushina was expecting Hinata to discuss getting some quality training over a cup of tea.

This suited Hinata fine. She knew, in order to be the perfect wife for her perfect Naruto-kun; she would have to be in great, conversational relationship with his parents. Also, exploiting and accepting Mrs. Kushina's way of a kickass kunoichi would serve not only to hone her skills, but to make Naruto-kun notice and love her more.

She did not fool herself like the brainless and arrogant Uchiha brat; she knew Naruto-kun considered her as nothing but a close friend who had a problem of keeping her personal space to herself. What better way to catch Uzumaki-Namikaze attention, and later, heart if not by tactics used by a fierce Uzumaki; who already captured a Namikaze?

To her, it was rather an ingenious plan. And spending more time in Naruto-kun's house; watching him, talking to him and touching him... That was only a bonus!

Not that it helped her much; she miscalculated Yondaime's thirst for revenge gratly. Hatake Kakashi wa sout of the hospital, thus Naruto-kun was pout of his home and training happily with that disillusional Uchiha.

Though Kushina's warm smiles, so alike Naruto-kuns' and her hot headed words of advice did manage to keep Hinata satisfied with how her day passed. The cooking lessons and Kushinas' own ramen recepy only helped improving her kunoichi stats more.

Mitarashi Anko was happily feasting on her well desrved share of dango, blessing her Hokage for the free coupons and the wonderful opportunity do scar the shit out of some brats in the day to come.

And the Yondaime Hokage twirled his kunai in his hand, and watched the passings of the day, and waited for the Chunin Exams with gleeful, if a bit evil, smile.