Day-um. All the reviews the night I request four? You guys really want the next chapter, don't you? AND YOU! FLAMINGCOOKIES21, how dare you steal my USB? But the trick is on you! *pulls out extra* this is the real one. *sticks out tongue* until next time my flaming friend. I didn't think it was that good. This one we start getting into their fluffiness. Haha my fluffiness is so fluffy, fluffy people need to have fluffy shields to protect them from fluffy fluffiness. I only said fluffy six times. I think I could have done better.

Isaiah: not possible, Kyouto! You're so strange you wouldnt have been able to think up any more ways.

Kyouto (me): *eye twitch* isn't being strange helping me write this story?

Isaiah: ….

Kyouto: uh-huh, go be a guy somewhere else. But do the disclaimer first.

Isaiah: Kyouto is a Bi*** and doesn't own anything but me.

Kyouto: damn straight. Wait, whu-

Isaiah: *winks* enjoy the next chapter…

Kakashi waved silently to the teens at the gate to the apartments. They were enjoyable after the tale was told about Naruto. But once they asked for food, he kicked them out. He doesn't share his food. His. No one else can look at it.

Sasuke suspected as much and didn't protest as they were forced to leave. He grabbed Naruto's wrist to make them head into the right direction. Naruto instead moved his arm so that they were holding hands and Sasuke quickly moved his hand away and into his jeans pocket. They both looked away, Sasuke in confusion and Naruto in sadness that he was rejected. They walked in awkward silence to a fast food place.

"Ay, Sasuke!" The brunette looked where he heard his name. Kiba, his classmate in English, came up on his skateboard with his dog in tow. He wore his dark green pants low on his hips and red shorts underneath. No shirt was visible on his person. His long body was tanned and muscles that were just wonderful to look at. Not that Sasuke was staring. But, being gay you just check out some people without knowing it.

"Oi, who is your friend over here?" He smiled flirtatiously and hopped off his skateboard and walked up to Naruto. The blond had a bored expression, obviously not ready to flirt with some random person after Sasuke not willing to hold his hand. He knew he shouldn't bode over it for too long, but hey! Kakashi said that Sasuke loved him, that's why he was becoming human again, right?

"Kiba," Sasuke started, trying to bring the attention back to him, "can you leave Naruto alone?"

Kiba sent Sasuke a look and began to walk over to him. Kiba was a tall guy, towering over Sasuke.

"Fine, how about I treat you both to lunch. I never got a chance to ask you out during the project. You were working a little too hard on it to concentrate on me." He leaned in close like he was going to kiss him, but Sasuke stood his ground and wasn't fazed. Naruto, on the other hand, was furious. Why wouldn't Sasuke push this guy away, the same way Sasuke did to him? What made this 'Kiba' so special?

Naruto placed his arm around Sasuke's waist, showing Kiba he wasn't going to share. He gave Sasuke a look, trying to put across how much he didn't want to go with the boy. Kiba grinned and showed sharp fangs.

"Oh, I get it. You two are together. Sorry for the confusion. Sasuke, you should have told me sooner. Sorry for acting like a jerk Naruto, but it's how Sasuke and I have acted for years. I am just waiting for him to submit to my sexiness." He smiled and backed off, allowing the fox some breathable space.

"Where are you two heading anyways?" he picked up his dog, Akamaru, and began petting him while riding his skateboard at walking pace. The other two began walking again, but Naruto refused to let go of Sasuke.

"Just somewhere to eat," Sasuke answered. Naruto was being surprisingly quiet. He hadn't said a thing since Kiba had appeared.

"I am coming with you guys. We should head over to the old hags restaurant. Has she met Naruto yet?"

Naruto's head popped up in curiosity. "No," he said.

"Ha, so you can talk." Kiba pointed accusingly at him.

"Well duh I can talk dog breath. You'd think I was mute or something?"

"Haha, nah. Why didn't you talk before?"

"Simply didn't want to. You seemed like an ass."

Kiba laughed at this. "Most people realize I am pretty cool once they get passed that. Don't worry Blondie; I won't take your man."

Sasuke rolled his eyes. "We aren't dating. We're just friends."

Naruto's face fell but he quickly looked away, taking his arm back from Sasuke and walking with space between them. This went unnoticed by Sasuke but didn't get pass Kiba. The teen silently thought to himself. It's the typical guy falling for the other, and the other not seeing it. Kiba knew Sasuke was gay, and that this new guy had something for him. He looked to Naruto in sympathy.

By then they had made it to Konoha, one of the best dining establishments since McDonalds. The three walked in, Kiba with Akamaru in his arms, and seated themselves down at one of the booths. Soon a blonde waitress was at their table.

"Oh, hey guys." Ino, the waitress said. She was also in Sasuke's class, Naruto concluded because of the loud voice. She noticed Naruto and gave him a warm smile. "I'm Ino. Nice to meet you." She held out her hand to Naruto and he immediately liked her. Finally someone was giving him the respect he deserved. He quickly accepted the hand and sent her a blazing smile in which she blushed.

"Hey, Ino. I am not paying you to talk to your friends."

The speaker walked up to their booth. She had long blonde hair put into pig-tails, her honey brown eyes silently scolding the teen. Naruto couldn't help but stare at the…quite large breast size she was sporting. But when their eyes met, Tsunade gasped and Naruto froze in his spot. Screams echoed in his head and he gripped it painfully. He screamed and in a few seconds, passed out on the table. He could faintly hear Sasuke call his name.

Holy cookies, what the flabbnard just happened? I don't know. So did you like it? We are starting to actually get into this story. OH YEAH! *dances* join me! *dances and waits for you to dance with* You guys are the only reason I have survived this summer. In your review I want to know your favorite summer memory. Was it embarrassing?

Isaiah: I know yours was.

Don't listen to him. Was it so amazing that you smile at the thought of it? Tell me! I want to know!

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