**LOL SO THIS CHAPTER HAPPENED SOONER THAN I THOUGHT IT WOULD. GUESS I SHOULD WRITE MORE WHEN I ACTUALLY DON'T WANT TO AND WHEN I HAVE THE TIME**

After stopping by at the office to ease Cids' mind, Vincent and I made our way to the Uchihas. We've been visiting Sasuke for the past few months after we got a call from the principal at his school, telling us he had been admitted to the hospital for severe bruises. Through investigation we learned that after his parents had died in a car accident he was left in custody of his two older brothers, Madara and Itachi, but with Itachi being a CEO at his company, he is barely home, thus leaving Sasuke in the care of Madara who wasn't exactly a trustworthy man. Madara had many run-ins with the law before on accounts of assault, drugs and various rape attempts, but Itachi had always managed to cover up his mess and make sure that Madara stayed out of prison because he needed someone to look after their younger brother. Madara had managed to convince Itachi that he was the innocent caregiver and that all the bruises and bad behaviour Sasuke referred to was because he kept getting into trouble at school. We had tried to get Sasuke to testify, but it seems he lives in too much fear of his brother and simply won't talk.

"You think he's going to let us in this time?"
I looked over to Vincent who was eating a hotdog, smothered in onions and ketchup, and thought the same thing.
"Hard to tell. If he does, I want you to focus on the surroundings, let me talk to him."
"I don't know why he just doesn't tell us and let us help him."
"People in this sort of situation never want to say anything mostly out of fear of what they would lose and what others would say about them."
We pulled up to his driveway and I gave Vincent a stare to tell him to clean his face as he has crumbs all over his mouth.
"Again let me do all the talking."
We walked up to the door and knocked. We waited for two minutes before we heard locks being taken off and the door being unlocked. The door opened to a young man with raven hair and black eyes looking slightly afraid.
"Hey Sasuke…is Madara home?"
He looked to the ground and shook his head to indicate no.
"May we come in?"
He looked up startled and I understood. He didn't want to risk being found out that we were here.
"Ok I understand, but if you would like to talk, you have number right? Don't hesitate to call, no matter what time of the day. I'm here to help you."
With that we left and reported back to Cid, who scolded us for not forcing him to talk and had a lengthy argument before he let us go.

I drowned myself in paper work for three hours before I decided to take a short nap. When I woke up noticed it was starting to get dark. When I checked the time I noticed that I had to get moving if I wanted to catch Orochimaru at Shikakus' shop.
"Oi you."
I looked up to see Vincent standing in front of my desk with a raised brow.
"Thought you said you'd stop over at that store to go find your Cinderella?"
"You could have woken me up you know."
"Eh…you looked so peaceful. I didn't want to disturb you."
"Tch…some kind of friend you are."
I got up as fast as I could and headed toward my car. Once I got there I managed to to start it up and headed straight for Shikakus' shop.

I got out as fast as I could and practically ran into the shop. I did a quick sweep through of all the isles to check if I couldn't tactfully bump into him, only to discover he wasn't there. Feeling a bit desperate I headed toward the managers room and knocked on the door before a young man with a short bushy ponytail, pierced ears and sharp eyes walk out with a bored expression looking at me as if I were a nuisance.
"Uh….Hi. I don't know if you remember me, but I was here the other evening when there was a bit of a commotion with a gentlemen with long black hair. Uhm…Orochimaru I think."
"Oh…the weird guy who stood in the rain with grocery bags. You know you just missed him about 10 minutes ago."
"What?! Really?! Damnit! Uh…sorry for the outburst. Thank you for your time."

Feeling defeated, I walked off into the direction of the produce section and picked out some apples before heading toward the baking ingredients.

I can't believe I missed him by 10 minutes. If only I had woken up sooner.

I sighed from disappointment and headed toward the checkout.
"He's here every Friday. He comes straight after work, around 4 I think."
I lifted my head to see the same young man from the managers' room talking to me while he rang up my purchases. Without even noticing, my entire face lit up full of hope that I could see him again.
"Really?! Every single Friday?!"
"Uh…yeah."
I paid the young man and took my grocery bags to my car. I felt warm all over and knew that I had a definite chance of seeing him again. I just had to make sure I left early enough and get Vincent to cover for me with Cid.

As soon as I got home I packed away my groceries and headed straight toward bed, only to lie awake for two hours because I couldn't fall asleep. I was so busy creating scenarios in my head about what I would say to him, how I could make smile, what we would do if he said yes to me if I asked him out to dinner.
My optimism was at such a high rate that I thought up scenarios where we would come back to place and head for my bedroom. My mind wandered so far, it took me a few minutes to notice I had a hard on. Moving my hand slowly toward my hard cock, I played around with it before I got serious and started to jack myself off. I got rough and kept pumping my cock harder and harder thrusting my hips in motion with my hands. Pushing myself to the max, I managed to cum all over my sheets and realised that I probably shouldn't be jacking off in bed. I hate doing laundry after all.

Eh…I hope next week Friday was here already. I just need to see him again.

**OMG SO I FORGOT TO UPLOAD THIS, AFTER IT'S BEEN SITTING IN A FOLDER FOR WEEKS...GOMEN**