A/N: Well everyone, we achieved the impossible: YOU'VE REMOVED MY WRITER'S BLOCK!! Give yourselves a round of applause because you deserve it! listens to all the screaming fans filling a football-like standium Just joking, I'm not THAT conceited...Right guys? clears throat after seeing all the skeptical people Anyway, I put up the next chapter...yay for me? everyone still skeptical Okay, well just find out for yourselves if it's good or not...and Megumi's decision about Sakura is the next chapter! Also, I MIGHT have a REAL profile soon, so don't everyone cheer at once!

Disclaimer: I haven't done one of these in a while...(Evil Twin Kia aka We're All to Blame: Yeah, try since the second chapter! You shouldn't forget these things!) Anyway, I don't own anything you reconize (except kinda the plot now). I'll go sulk now! Thanks Kia!

Ring!

"Okay everyone," Iruka said, coming into the classroom to address the noisy class. "The bell rang so I need everyone one to calm down, turn around-Shikamaru, that means you, and please sit in the seats properly. Kiba, Naruto, I'm not talking to myself here!" Carmel eyes rolled around the classroom as only a few people listened to him. "Come on guys! I want to get class started now!"

Megumi sat up a little straighter in her seat. Now that she understood some of what her sensei was saying, she chouldn't wait to listen to his lecture. (A/N: Strange girl I know...) Her eyes kept drifting to the blonde dobe who'd been tutoring her for a few weeks now. She didn't know why, but she wanted to impress him. She wanted him to smile that huge grin at her and know that all the help he gave her paid off.

Sitting in the row ahead of her, Naruto paid no mind to the girl behind him. After seeing Megumi's disappointed face, Neji groaned.

"Gaara, here's your chance to talk to Kiba before everyone quiets down and class officially starts." He whispered to the boy seated beside him. "Go make Kiba pass you a note from Naruto or something like it." When he saw Gaara's disgusted face, he sighed. "The note will be for Megumi, idiot. Go ask Naruto to write Megumi a note about whatever and have Kiba pass it to you. He's sitting in the aisle seat after all. It'd be easier that way."

"You're right Neji!" Neji dramatically shuddered at Gaara's peppy attitude. When had Gaara gotten this hyper? Oh that's right, when Kiba agreed to go on a date with him. The redhead paid mind to his friend's theatrical gestures, however, as he happily went over to Kiba and Naruto's row, conversing in low tones with then so no one would hear. A moment later he came back to his own row, Iruka's firm grip on his shoulder and lecturing him the whole way back. Gaara sat down, a slight smirk on his lips and slyly passed something to his one girlFRIEND. Megumi unfolded the small piece of paper and smiled as she read it:

Megumi, today we're having the session at YOUR house. Don't forget to be there.

Naruto

She was about to write back a reply stating how she couldn't possibly forget to be at her own house, when suddenly the room began to change. Clean, concrete walls melted into ones of damp woods. Even the air seemed different, weighing on Megumi's chest until she felt like the entire world would crush her. Desks, students, and Iruka-sensei cleared away until there was nothing before Megumi except a little boy. He was kneeling with his back turned towards her, hugging himself and crying. Her golden eyes shone with sympathy and she wondered why she felt like she knew him.

Abruptly, just when she was about to touch his shoulder, he disappeared into thin air along with the scene and everything was back to normal. She shakily looked around and saw that? Why her? Megumi didn't know the answers yet, but she had a feeling she was going to have to learn soon.

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"Wh-wh-what t-t-took you s-so l-l-l-l-long?" I-it's fr-freezing out h-h-here!" Megumi was surprised Naruto could manage complete sentences since his teeth were chattering so hard. She should've remembered they were tutoring at HER house and since it was the middle of November it was getting colder every day. She frowned and thought, 'Looks like I needed his note today after all.'

She apologized profusely as she let him in. "It's fine Megumi, really, I'm just wondering what kept you." She debated whether or not to tell him about the vision and how she went back to Iruka's classroom to see if she would have another one. She decided against it.

"Well I just needed to talk to Iruka-sensei about something." Which wasn't a lie. She had...after he found her walking around his classroom with her eyes closed. Naruto looked at her suspiciously like he knew she wasn't telling him everything, but he grinned and shrugged, walking into the kitchen. Megumi breathed a sigh of relief and joined at her mother's polished mable table. Megumi had always loved her kitchen. With a square window covered with pale brown curtains over the mable sink, mahogany cabinets, and gray appliances, people should have been bored with all the dull colors, but somehow her mother made it all fit.

Megumi opened her book and pretended to study with Naruto, but her mind was focused entirely on the first session they'd had. She couldn't deny that although they had become sort of like friends, there was an ever present akwardness around them, curling around them like a snake. As subtle as it was, they both knew stemmed from the "kiss" they had shared.

That kiss. Megumi still hadn't answered her earlier questions. Why had she enjoyed it? Was it because, even though he was a still a complete jerk it came to girls, deep down Megumi was very attracted to the blond dobe. And while she wouldn't act on her feelings while he had a girlfriend, she would fanatize about her and Naruto being together. Megumi sighed. Why couldn't she just hate this guy?

"Megumi? Megumi, what are you thinking about? I'm trying to get your attention here!" Immediately his face slid into an easy grin. "Or were you already captivated by me? If you were, please go ahead and begin thinking about me again."

Megumi held down a smile to smack him on the arm. She ignored his cry of pain. "Let's just keep working on your essay skills because I want to you to write me an essay but the end of this session." She allowed herself a tiny smirk as he slammed his Lit. book open and groaned loudly. Today should be fun.

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A few hours later, Megumi was tossing and turning in her bed.

She was walking through a sort of district and she immediately reconized it as the old Uchiha district. Why was she there though? She wasn't Uchiha...And why did she suddenly have the feeling that something was horribly, horribly worng?

Walking cautiously through the streets, Megumi's feet seemed to take the life of their own, taking her to a seemingly deserted house. But if it was empty, why did she hear something in the back of the house? She hesitantly opened the door and somehow knew to take off her shoes before going any further.

"Hello?" She called. "Is anyone home?" Megumi knew this was ridiculous. She knew there was no one in this house, no one in the district, since whatever event had happened before she could remember. Still, she moved through the building until she came to a sliding door. She opened it and found pitch blackness save for a lighted object in front of her. She carefully approached after realizing it was the small boy from before. She heard him mumbling and lightly touched his shoulder. Whirling around, he stared at her with tearstains on his cheeks.

"Please," he pleaded hoarsely and pitfully reached out his hands. "H-help me..." Megumi was horrified to dicover that there was blood on his hands. He seemed to know what she was so disgusted with because fresh tears came to his eyes. "I'm sorry...I didn't mean to..."

"Didn't mean what?" Megumi whispered. He opened his mouth again to answer, but the scene faded...

She woke up in a cold sweat and she could barely remember her dream. She knew it was about a little boy, but she didn't know what he looked like or what had happened in the dream. But even if she could try to remember, it was useless. All she could think of was one phrase the boy kept mumbling to himself. That one phrase was reapeating itself in her mind over and over in his voice.

Dead! Everyone's dead!

A/N: NOW EVERYONE, GET READY FOR IT...HOLD ON, IT'S COMING...IT'S THE END OF THE CHAPTER!! YAY!! Reviews, reviews for the poor! Seriously though, please review. The next chapter should be up next week, but reviews really do help with writer's block. Help a poor writer out! Here, another preview to last you a little bit:

All of sudden, the atmosphere seemed to shift like it had the day before in Iruka-sensei's classroom. Megumi opened her eyes, only partly surprised at what she saw.

Once again, her eyes found the small, raven boy. This time though, he wasn't alone. The time another boy, blond and around the same age, was playing with the first. Their laughter made tears well in her golden orbs for some strange reason. She felt like she should leave, seeing as she was intruding on a "memory" that wasn't hers, but she felt as though it was. Then the raven boy said something that completely floored Megumi: he said the second boy's name.

"Hey Naruto! I think I hear my brother calling!" Instead of the hoarse, pleading voice from the dream, his voice was light and bubbly. They hugged their goodbyes causing teardrops to fall from Megumi's eyes. The scene finally faded and Megumi found herself face to face with the older version of the blond boy from the vision. Looking at Uzumaki Naruto, Megumi realized something. Even if she couldn't remember the boy's even if she'd never met the boy before in her life...the boy in front of her had.

Until next time guys!

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