Sorry for the long wait, but here's part two of this new ending.

~3 years later~

It's been three years since my break up with Sasuke. I find, I'm much happier. Sasuke was a huge part of my life, yes, but now he's not.

From what I heard, his boy toy took my place in the cat and mouse game he liked keeping up.

That's fine. He still has a chance to correct things with me, but he hasn't made the prerequisites and he hasn't tried to. So I guess that's all we ever were, an experiment in sadism and masochism.

Sasuke is power-hungry. He loves controlling whoever he's with. That's why he didn't like being with Sakura. She had a strong will and was able to fight back.

I eventually gained that strong will myself.

But, it happens.

I'm looking out for myself now.

"Hey Naruto, how's classes?" Kiba called me up. He had decided to take a year off from school and got a job right away.

"Good. Majoring in art was the best thing ever. I've even got a contract for my photography, already. I take photos for Gothic Boutique!" I smile.

"Wow, you do like Gothic styles. What do they have you photoshooting?"

"Their new line of Victorian Era apparel called 'Lolita Kavei'."

"Awesome."

I talked with Kiba for hours before hanging up and finishing my mural idea for the school's new mural.

I didn't know when but I woke up to a nudge in the side from my upper classmate, Deidara.

"Hey, Naruto. Did you pass out on the floor?"

I groaned and woke up. "Ah... yeah... I was working on my mural idea all night." I picked it up and showed Deidara, who whistled.

"Wow. I think you should be in a higher level class, your art's astounding."

"Thanks. But it's nothing compared to Sai's," I sigh. Sai was truly an amazing artist, a prick, but good with drawing.

"True enough, but still amazing in it's own aspect nonetheless."

I give a half-laugh and scratched the back of my head.

Sometime during the day I began drawing portraits of Sasuke. Even though I ended things, I can't help but still love him in my heart. I know he's no good for me, that's why I haven't went back, but I have to wonder... did he ever love me at all?

By the end of the day, I had completed 3 life-like portraits of my ex-lover.

"Who might that be, Naru-chan?"

I look at Sai and instantly feel worse. I hide my portraits and pack my things. I had spent all my time in the library today.

"None of your business, Sai. Now kindly remove yourself from my only walking path." I was formal with Sai because I disliked him. But he always insisted on calling me 'Naru-chan'... as if that helped matters at all.

"How about you show me?"

"How about I don't and you magically disappear." It was more of a statement on my part. I had become really sarcastic after my clean break with Sasuke.

"Silly Naru-chan, magic doesn't exist in this world," he smiles like the smug bastard he is.

I glare and the corners of my mouth twitch in an irritated grin. "Here's a thought, why don't you go jump off a cliff?"

"That would be most unpleasant on my part," he ponders.

"That's the point."

He frowns. "Naru-chan. Why do you hate me so?"

"Cause you're an asshole." I cut straight to the point, like ripping off a bandage.

"Ouch. Do you not want to spare my feelings?" He feigns a hurt expression.

"Not particularly." Another blunt blow.

"You're so cruel," he pouts.

"I don't care," I shrug and begin to climb over the table so I can escape his presence.

"Why so?"

I pause once I'm over the table and look back at him, giving him a cold stare - one so cold it could chill a person. "My business is my own. I don't care about yours so stop caring about mine so damned much and keep to your fuckin' self. I don't like you, so stop trying to get on my good side. It only pisses me off." Sai shivers.

I could be cold, I knew this. But my cold edge only ever came because it was learned from Sasuke.

I walk out of the library and head back to my dorm room.

Who does Sai thinkin he is? Demanding shit of me like that? Talk about rude! I don't like him and I sure as hell don't trust him.

I enter my room and close the door, locking it behind me. I didn't have a roommate, which was nice. I toss my bag on the bed and grab clothes before setting them on the bed next to my bag. I enter my bathroom and shower.

As the hot water pours over my face and down my back, I begin to relax. I groan as my back muscles finally relax; sweet mother of mercy hot showers felt so fuckin' good. When I finish washing my hair and body, I turn the show off and dry off. I walk out of my room with a towel around my waist.

I pause when I notice the window open. But that's not all I see. My portraits of Sasuke are sprawled on the ground and the man depicted in those pictures is sitting on the ground looking at them.

I clear my throat and the Uchiha looks up at me.

"I'm sure this is illegal in several different ways. Mind explaining why you're here or how the hell you found me?" I ask monotonously.

Sasuke stood up and drew near me. I remained unphased on the outside, on the inside... I was going crazy. I could smell him and he smelled as good as he did back then and looked even better in the three that had passed.

"Naruto... we need to talk."

I gulp. This... this can't be good.

Like I said, there's still more to this ending.
It's a multi-chaptered alternate ending.
Basically, I'm extending the story.
I don't know how many more chapters it'll be, but I do know it'll be a happier ending.

Your author,
Nova