Here's the next chapter! Sorry for the delay. I'm finally finished my exams! Yayy :D Hope you enjoy this one. Here's a few more ages of some characters that I forgot to mention in the previous chapters XD

Gai - 30

Asuma - 30

Kiba - 20/21

Aya - 24

Deidara - 19

Chapter 6. Naru POV

I tried to sleep on the couch last night, but like I told Sasuke last week, it's very uncomfortable and I lay awake for hours. It actually made me think of maybe investing in a television...

Sitting at my table, I search the internet for the number of Sasuke's school. I'm sure Itachi said once that he attended the local high school and not some posh one outside Konoha...

"Konoha High, how can I help?" I look at the time, 8.30am. The Uchiha's have maids and I remember them phoning our school when Itachi was ill once... so I hope they still would. Mr and Mrs Uchiha are fantastic but busy people, and as a consequence they don't pay as much attention to their children as they should. I put on my posh voice.

"Hi, I'm wanting to report a student absent today."

"What's the name?"

"Sasuke Uchiha." I hear the sound of a keyboard over the phone.

"Uh huh. And you are?" Crap.

"I work for the Uchiha family." Some more typing. Please don't ask for my name...

"And what's wrong with Sasuke?" Phew.

"He keeps being sick, I think he may have one of those twenty-four hour bugs. I'm sure he'll be fine for tomorrow." More typing.

"Okay. Thanks for informing us. I'll let the appropriate people know. Bye." I listen to the click indicating that she'd hung up. Humph, rude, didn't even give me a chance to say bye...

"Ah well." I tap my fingers on the table and wonder what to do... Opening my emails, I send a quick one to Gai, asking when would be best to meet him for the interview... And now I'm bored again. I did consider sneaking into my bed to get some sleep but decided against it. Sasuke would probably freak or assume something happened and maybe go brag to his friends, and then I'd get arrested. I can't get arrested if I want to work in a school with kids his age. They'd think I'm a raging paedophile...

Urghh I need sleep.

Drinking my coffee I frown, it's disgusting, I only keep it in for Itachi. But I've got nothing else better to do. And I need to stay awake for Itachi coming. Whenever he decides to turn up...

I finished all of last week's work, it's 3pm now, and I'm even considering waking Sasuke up just so that I've got something to do...

I rang Asuma earlier to explain about last night. I'm in the shit a bit, for not informing him about the underage drinkers but he accepted my apology and told me not to let it happen again. And I'm not allowed to work for a couple weeks as punishment, which means that I won't be able to pay my rent that's due this week. I tried to explain that to him but he told me it wasn't of his concern because if they had gotten caught serving underage kids he would have lost his licence. I couldn't exactly argue with that. Those little brats, especially Sasuke, almost cost me my job. I don't know why he didn't just sack me. But no matter how hard I try to be angry at Sasuke, I just can't.

I know what it's like at his age. Hey, even I used to sneak into clubs and get absolutely hammered, before and after my parents' death. Especially after, when I fell in with the wrong crowd. I shake my head, not wanting to think of those couple of years. I rub my hand against my chest, right above my scar and sigh. I hear my bedroom door creak open and I turn to face Sasuke... who to be honest, looked like shit. I watched as he came out with his empty glass, filled it up and sat opposite me at the table. Normally I would have laughed, he looked like he'd been dragged through a hedge backwards over and over, but I didn't. I found myself genuinely feeling sorry for the state he was in. If only I'd seen them manage to sneak in, I could have stopped him getting that bad...

His head falls to the table and I smile slightly. "You look rough." He glances up at me before banging his head back down.

"Hn." Standing up, I grab the bacon and sausage I prepared earlier for him out the fridge, and stick it in the microwave to heat up. I make some more coffee and hand it to him along with his food.

"Eat. It'll make you feel better." I sip my coffee opposite him as I watch him wolf it down. Much better than when he ate that crappy salad the other day. We sat in silence sipping at our cups and I notice him occasionally glance at my chest. Hmm he either remembers our conversation or he's just a horny perverted teenage because I'm not wearing my bra still. Yup, I definitely feel like a slob today.

"I missed school..."

"I rang them. Told them you were sick." He looks into his cup as if it held all the answers to the universe.

"Thank you." His eyes flicker up at me before returning to his cup. "Did you err... did you tell..."

"I didn't tell your dad," I butt in. He nods and we fall silent again. Looking at him, he reminds me so much of Itachi. But at the same time he's completely different. Like there is no way Itachi would have drank at his age, never mind miss school because of it. He won't even get drunk now, no matter how much I beg when I manage to drag him out to a club. A small knock at my door brings us out of ourselves and I get up to answer it. Before I open it I turn back to him. "I didn't tell your dad, but I did tell Itachi to come over." He glares at him, turning into a little shit again. "Don't worry. I didn't tell him anything. I'll let you do that." I unlock the door but stand there for a few seconds. I don't want to put him down but I don't want him to take advantage of me helping him. "And Sasuke, just so you know. I almost lost my job because of you." I don't look back at him as I open the door to see Itachi and one of his friends. Deidara I think his name was. He's been driving Itachi round while his own car is at the garage.

"Naruko." I smile slightly at him, nervous about how he'd react to me ignoring him this week. I gesture for them to come in. I close the door behind them as they take their shoes off and notice Itachi glaring at his brother. I sneak a glance at Sasuke as he looks like he's trying to sink deeper into his seat. Itachi turns to look at me, his face cold. "Is there something I should know, Uzumaki?" Yup, he's pissed with me. Fan-bloody-tastic.

"You should ask him. I'm going in the shower." I turn to Sasuke and see him blush, obviously remembering being in the shower with me. I wink over at him, grinning as his face reddens even more. "You're clothes are on the couch if you wanna get changed Sasuke. I washed them for you. And you're trainers. To get rid of... you know." I wave at them as I enter the bathroom and hear Itachi telling Deidara to go sit in my bedroom. "Good luck, Sasuke." An angry Uchiha is something to be fear. An angry Itachi Uchiha is even worse. Maybe even worse than his father...

Let me know what you's think! :D Sorry it's a bit short again but the next one will be up either tomorrow or the day after XD