Naruto's p.o.v

The next day I'm bandaged up. Thankfully, I have no major injuries. I just finished unpacking all of my belongings. Sasuke was sitting on the sofa watching television with his usual blank, unimpressed facial expression.

I felt bad for the guy. Losing so many people in his life must have been hard for him. I'm sure he doesn't go a day without thinking about his family. The same way I don't go a day without thinking about my family. Even though it's only been a few hours, I already miss Hinata, and Kasumi.

I never apologized to Kasumi for the way I treated her. If I had left later she would've been awake, and I could've said goodbye to her face to face. Part of me wonders if she forgives me…I'm sure part of her does…

I stare back at Sasuke, who continues to flip threw the television channels, his face still as stiff as ever. I sigh and decide to sit next to him on the sofa. He glares at me, smirks, and looks away.

God I hate that little smirk.

I've been very observant of him, even from day one. He only smirks; I've never seen him smile. He seems kind of arrogant, yet it's a quiet kind of arrogance. He's mainly calm and collected when he's sober. I noticed that he is a left handed, and sometimes even looks in a daze at some moments. I can't tell what he's thinking; he makes it impossible for me to understand him. I can't tell when he's happy, upset, or nervous, if he even gets nervous, but I could tell when he was annoyed. He made it very clear that he doesn't like being pestered, since we spent almost half an hour arguing over who should sleep in which room and who should do which chores. I gave up and let him win; I was getting sick of arguing over shit. I ended up doing all the chores, and all he does is fix things when they get broken and goes grocery shopping.

I sleep on the pull out sofa, while he still has the luxury of sleeping on his full sized king bed, which he doesn't deserve. Even knowing that he gets what he wants bugs me. He reminds me of the kids at the private school who would pick on me. The way he acted like he was too good for everything, the way he treated me like I wasn't his equal…it bugged me. What was worst was how everything was handed to him, like he was some kind of prince. I had to work hard for everything in life, but he just sat on his lazy ass with his over sized ego and took everything he wanted. I've gone threw all his files, and not once have I ever seen him earn anything on his own, unless it was an athletic award. His family bought there way to most of the things he had in life.

I know I sound like a jealous douche bag, but out of all the clients I've had, he's the most unpredictable, and obnoxious.

He continues to flip threw channels, and then finally finds something that catches his eye, but only because it was about him.

"Sasuke Uchiha has recently been caught posting nude photos of himself online", says the entertainment news reporter.

Sasuke's eyes went from bored and bland to huge and shocked. My eyes are probably just as wide as his are. I couldn't believe what I was hearing, and seeing. The censored pictures of Sasuke in his bedroom posing like a drunken maniac burned into my brain, and made me slightly nauseas.

I turned to Sasuke, whose face was burning red. He slowly glanced over at me, and just stared at me, with some actual kind of emotion. He turned up the volume a little bit and glanced back at the screen.

"The location of his rehab center has just been found today, although it was meant to be kept confidential", the reporter says.

"What?". I say a little louder than intended.

"He is currently at the Konoha Branch Rehab Center, which is not easy to find. It's almost completely isolated from the Konoha society", she says.

Dammit! How did those bastards find out so quickly? Now is not the time to deal with Paparazzi!

I dash out the door immediately to warn the authorities about the discovery of Sasuke's whereabouts, but it took me almost 45 minutes to get in contact with him, and by the time I warned them, it was already too late. A mob of crazy Sasuke fanatics formed outside the building. Security ran down the stairs and outside the building to make sure no one got trampled, and to prevent from anyone breaking into the facility. I watched as a bunch of crazy out of control teenagers, and even grown woman (who were probably married) fight to get through the front entrance. It was like watching a bunch of wild hyenas fight over a piece of meat, and I must say, it was like nothing I've ever seen before.

Security guards got beaten to the ground, and I could hear more security come down the steps, but it was too late. The insane fan girls had broken into the building, and all hell broke lose. All I could think about is what would happen if they found Sasuke's room, and what would happen if they found Sasuke, if they could find him.

Yes, my writing skills did improve. I'm proud of myself. I've been writing a little more and adding details. Please, PLEASE, review.