The last one got me...somewhere. HOPE YA LIKE IT!.

I wake up on Sasuke's black velvet couch. I clenched my stomach as I felt a gut wrenching pain somewhere inside my lower torso. 'What the hell is happening?!' The pain continued. I heard footsteps coming down the stairs. I groaned as Sasuke reached the bottom of the stairs. "Good morning, Sasuke." I groaned as the area of pain seemed to tie itself in knots all while doing backflips. "Hn. I have to go to the store today. If you need something, tell me." It felt like my vagina was spurting my insides out. My white pajama shorts felt wet, warm and sticky as he walked into the kitchen. I bolted up the stairs and stopped in the bathroom.

I lock the door. I look down at my white shorts. I gasp at the sight. The inner part of my shorts had a red blood stain that was spreading. "Fuck! No! This can't be happening today!"

A knock on the door alarmed me. "Yes?" Sasuke answered after a long pause. "...So is there anything you need?" I bit my lip before asking nervously. "Uhmm...Sasuke?" He groaned. "What?" I gave a nervous chuckle. "Uhh...Sasuke. I need a...er...with...wings. " He sighed. "You need what with wings?" I sigh. I wait before answering. I finally mumble. "A sanitary pad." Sasuke facepalmed. "Are you serious?" I stayed silent. "Is it your first?" I grumbled nervously. "Yes." He grumbled something I couldn't hear. "Fine. Just. Stay there. Or find an alternative or something. Just until I get back. What size?" "One." He walked away from the bathroom. "Thank you Sasuke! You are a true life saver!" I cheerfully and also shamefully said. "I can't believe I'm doing this." He said walking out the front door.

Sasuke's Plan

'Okay this is the last thing. She will owe me so much for this.' He walked down to the hygiene isle. He captured a glance of the sanitary pads but the worse thing about this is that Ino, Sakura, and Hinata were standing a few feet away from them. Sasuke whined quietly. 'Okay the razors and shaving cream are next to the pads. Just pretend to...YOU KNOW WHAT?! I'LL DIRECTLY TELL THEM IF THEY GET CURIOUS!' Sasuke walked down to the mens' razors next to the pads. Ino and Sakura quietly squealed. They whispered. "Oh my god! Sakura look! Sasuke-kun is here!" Sasuke glanced at the shopping list he wrote in the Notes app on his phone.

He looked at the size one pads next to him. He also caught another glimpse of the girls staring at him. Hinata was trying to get their attention. She nervously whispered as Sasuke stared back at them in annoyance. He grabbed the sanitary pads and put them in the shopping basket. The two girls snapped out of their daze. Sakura and Ino spoke in sync. "Wait. Did he just grab a pack of pads? I wonder." Sasuke furrowed his eyebrows and tightened his lips. "This is for...a female friend of mines." Hinata looked down as she asked a request. "Well, can you tell Kashika I said "hi"?" Sasuke's head snapped towards the shy girl. "What made you suspect it was Kashika I was talking about?" She looked up at Sasuke. "Well, isn't she the only female friend you have?" Sasuke turned around. "Maybe." He said as he turned around and walked toward the check out.

First Person

I repeatedly attempt to sit still. 'This thing feels weird! Ugh! Sasuke needs to hurry back! I realise how hard it's gonna be to get used to this!' Just then Sasuke walked in the front door. He tossed a package to me. I caught it. I look at the box of pads in my hands. Sasuke was blushing and annoyed when he turned around. "Uh... Thank you Sasuke. I really appreciate it. You won't have to do it again." He rolled his eyes. "Hmph. It won't happen again because I'm saying no next time."

He said as he took off the gray jacket he was wearing. He hasn't worn the purple cloth in a while. So now he is shirtless. I turned around and pretended to look at my phone as my face turned red. I felt like I was ready to explode. 'This feeling again. Why does it happen to me? What's going on?' I thought as Sasuke handed me a bag that he wanted to go on his bed. His finger touched mine. My face was already red. He smirked and turned around. My jaw was dropped to the floor. My life seemed to move in slow motion.

I snapped out of ny daze when Sasuke clapped his hands in front of my face. He was in his average emo mode again.

I walked up the stairs to Sasuke's room. I hesitated to open the door. I was expecting a horrifying cold black room with blood splatters and heavy metal posters on the walls. People hanging from chains on the ceiling. Bloody knives on his night stand and the pentagram on his bed. I cracked open the door a bit and closed my eyes before stepping in his room. I let go of a scream just in case. "AHHH!!!" I peeked from behind my eyes. To my suprise it was just a regular bedroom. I listened as quick footsteps drew closer to me. "What happened?" I shook my head. "I was expecting a horrifying black room with fresh blood splatters and heavy metal posters on the walls. Dead people hanging from chains on the ceiling. Bloody knives and weapons on your night stand and the pentagram on your blankets." Sasuke's mouth was parted as he offendedly squinted at me. "I may act evil from time to time. But I'm not satan himself!" He snatched the bag and tossed it onto his bed. He guided me out the door and shut it. He went back downstairs where he was cooking. I hung my head in regret. 'I. Fucked. Up.'

The next episode of Super Yamato Ball Shippuden Z... Wait wrong one (That was a joke from Naruto Abridged by Sasukesphone# on youtube). On the next episode of Choosing What's Best.

It was another heat wave in Konoha. I chose to do a little more investigating while Sasuke was out. I peeped into his walk in closet and closed the door behind me. I looked at the closet. Just regular things were in there. Shoes, hangers, a few boxes, clothes, etc. I grab a gray cardboard box from a shelf. It had pictures of people. Some I recognized. But. They were dead. 'Danzo, Itachi, a bunch of samurai and towns people? Why does he have these? What's under here? Files of the same people.' I gasp at the stamps on them. Over the papers were huge red letters reading "DEAD" or "KILLED". I hurried and put the pictures in the box. "No. This can't be. I must be hallucinating because of the heat." I whisper to myself as I turn the knob. Only to find that it was locked.