Summary: 'Empty. That's what I feel most of the time. Like there's no emotion inside of me. Some people call it depressed. I call it normal.' SasuNaru. Naruto becomes depressed with Kyuubi whispering false things in his mind. He thinks he's fooled everyone, but there's a certain someone who won't stop until he's found out what has happened to the blonde.
A/N: Thanks to all of you guys who reviewed on my stories! Well, here's the next chapter to this story. Hope y'all like it! I don't own Naruto, sadly.
The morning after the incident, I went to training with a smile on my face. I was happy. I felt light with the cuts I added to my new collection this morning and I was still a little boastful that I had caught the great Sasuke Uchiha off guard. That soon faded when I was met by a mob of fan girls. "What did you do to Sasuke's face?" They screamed at me at once. Confused, I stole a glance in his direction and smiled.
"It's obvious. I made him look better." I answered with a laugh. Looking at him again, I took in his appearance. Still stunning good looks, annoyed posture, and a glare that made me chuckle. His entire left eyes was swelling and was a dark purple.
Then Kakashi appeared. He was in the middle of feeding us one of his lame excuses when he opened his eye and saw Sasuke's face. He stopped what he was saying and stared. He then straightened up to compose himself. With a wave of his hand and a 'Buzz off', the annoying fan girls were gone.
We did our usual training and, of course, I goofed off. My happiness was already gone and my act was doing its job. Sasuke, however, kept looking over at me. I didn't know what his problem was, but it was ticking me off. "Take a picture, it'll last longer." I mumbled. But alas! He heard me! What a surprise.
"Why would I want a picture of you?" A tiny cut to my heart. I wasn't about to get angry from that. I was fixing to say one of my amazing comebacks when Sakura hit me on my head. I wanted to hit her back but couldn't. I was supposed to be in love with her, not him. I clutched my head in pain and hissed. "That hurt Sakura-chan!" I whined like usual.
"Stop pestering Sasuke, you idiot! He can do whatever he wants!" She yelled. Another cut to the hart. That last part got me thinking.
If it was me who just up and left for two-three years, would I be welcomed as easily as him? I mean, after all, we didn't even get to the gates before the fan girls started squealing. When I took him to the Hokage, she immediately put him as an anbu. Within a week, he was trusted again and back in Team 7.
But if it were me, what would happen then? The possibilities stayed in my mind for the entire day. I didn't realize Sasuke repeatedly glancing at me nor the looks he and Kakashi shared.
When I was finally allowed to go home, I wasted no time. I went to the store to buy an excessive amount of ramen, because that's what the old Naruto would do.* Most of these wouldn't be eaten anyway.
Once home, I literally threw the cups of ramen onto the table and turned on my music. The bass, the drums, and the lyrics pounded into me as I turned it up. As I turned around to go back into the kitchen to get a banana, my music stopped. Grumbling about the electricity, I snatched up my yellow fruit. I then turned around to see what had happened and almost dropped my healthy snack. What the hell was he doing in my apartment?
-SasuNaru-
Sasuke was there, standing in the living room of my apartment. He had obviously turned my music off, for his finger was still on the button. I fixed a scowl on my face as I crossed my arms. "There's such a thing called knocking. It does wonders." I growled at him. He glared at me and then I noticed his black eye was gone.
"Sakura healed it." He said, as if reading my mind.
"That doesn't explain why you're in my house." He shrugged.
"Kakashi sent me here to check up on you." And like that, my mental switch flipped.
"Aw man! Why couldn't he have sent Sakura instead of you, teme?" I complained in my usual Naruto voice. His eyes narrowed, my guess from calling him a teme.
"Because she didn't notice." He said softly. I chose to ignore him.
"So then? Why'd he send you?"
"I already told you. To che-" He said before I interrupted him.
"Ya ya. But why? Did something happen that I wasn't aware of?" I asked, getting slightly nervous.
"Maybe. Maybe not. I don't know what's going on in his mind." He answered. I studied him carefully. Then a grin placed itself on my lips. "Ne, Sasuke?"
"Hn?"
"Wanna go get some ramen?"
"…"
I complained, just like I usually did until the Uchiha finally gave in. "Yes! You're paying!" I practically shouted. A grunt was my response as I dragged him to Ichiraku's, almost against my own will. A while back, I had gotten sick of ramen. I only kept eating the vile stuff to keep up my act.
I greeted the old man like usual and sat down. He looked over at us and fixed our orders without even asking us. He looked at me. "Sasuke's paying?" he asked. I grinned like the fool I was acting to be and nodded. The teme spoke something under his breath that I chose to ignore. He sure wasn't nice sometimes.
We talked about the usual stuff. Well, I talked mostly while he gave noises. "You sound like an animal." I had commented a few weeks ago once. He just raised an eyebrow. "Ya know. With those grunt and all. You sound like an animal." I explained. He rolled his eyes and turned away, as if he didn't care. But I didn't hear any grunts for an entire week afterwards.
So as I ate my third bowl-ugh!- he decided to speak. "Since when did you start listening to that?" He asked, referring to my music.
"A long time ago. Duh, teme." I joked as a fourth bowl of steaming hot ramen materialized in front of me. I shoved a mouthful into my mouth and slurped. "Why do you act?" He asked, causing me to choke. I swallowed what noodles were in my mouth as I coughed. Taking long sips from my water to buy time, I thought.
"Wh-what do you mean teme? You could've killed me, you know!" I yelled, hoping to change the subject.
"No one would care." My hear was ripped in half with those four words. But something like that wouldn't face Naruto Uzumaki! So I just blew it off. "Ha! Ya right!" I exclaimed. Then I shoveled some more food into my mouth.
"You didn't answer my question." He said lowly, getting angry. When in doubt, play dumb.
"Nani? What question?" I asked innocently. His eyebrow twitched. Yup, definitely getting mad.
"Why. Do. You. Act?" He spoke slowly. I gritted my teeth in frustration but gave him a confused smile.
"I don't know what you're talking about teme." I said before putting more food into my mouth.
"Yes you do." He replied smoothly, staring into my eyes. His gaze was so focused, it sent chills down my spine. I gulped.
"Nope. Not a clue."
"Don't like to me, idiot."
"Not lying." His eyes narrowed dangerously. Before either of us could say anything else, Tsunade yelled for me. I ran off before he could stop me with a 'Hold up Baa-chan' towards the old woman.
A/N: There you go! I hope you all enjoyed it! Sorry about this one being so short. But honestly, this is two chapters combined. ^^; Sorry, again. I'll try to make longer chapters in the future. But until then, you're gonna have to deal with these. I appreciate all the reviews so far. I honestly do read them all. If you have any questions about the story, feel free to leave a review or just message me. I will get back to you. Probably the next day since I have no life T.T
* You will probably be hearing this often. I will explain what this is all about in later chapters. But for now, use you're imagination!
Ja ne!
-AMF