"Wait, you want to hook me up with Kakashi-senpai?!"

"Yes. If I can get you two together, we'll never have to meet in the future."

My demon of a husband was actual an angel is disguise! Now I can really marry my senpai with his help!

"Oh my dear guardian angel~ feel free to stay in my home for as long as you like~" I sang as I clung to his arm.

He rolled his eyes and pushed me away. "You're so annoying..."

I giggled as I walked along side him. Maybe I was meant to miss that game so I could meet him...meet him? Meettttt...OH MY GOSH, SAKURA-CHAN!

I gasped loudly, startling Sasuke who walked besides me. "What time is it?!" I yelled as I struggled to take my phone out of my pocket.

I quickly turned on my screen and saw that it was almost six o'clock. She's gonna kill me!

As soon as the time changed to six, my phone began to ring. Sakura's contact photo dominated my phone screen, and my fingers began to shake at the thought of her nagging.

"Aren't you going to answer it?" he asked while looking over to the screen. He stared at the picture indifferently when suddenly his face turned into disgust. "Just hang up on her."

"Huh?! I can't do that!"

He sighed while pressing his finger on the green phone icon on my phone. "There, now tell her your busy and hang up."

This man-!

"Hello? Hello~? Naruko are you there?"

I laughed awkwardly into the phone as I stared at my husband who was signaling me to hangup the phone. "Heyyy Sakura-chan..."

"I'm outside your apartment. Where are you?"

"Oh um, I'm sorry, something really important came up and I can't make it to the mixer."

"Really? What happened? Are you okay?"

Oh yeah I'm just great. My husband from the future suddenly showed up outta no where, offering to play cupid so I can marry my senpai instead of him...that's what I would like to say at least-

"Oh no, I'm okay! It's just I've been falling short on money recently cuz I've been eating out too often this month, so now I'm looking for a part time job."

I mean I'm not lying. I really have been eating out too much recently.

"Really? And you can't ask your grandpa for some more money?"

I shook at the thought of asking my grandfather for more money. Knowing him, he would fly all the way from Sunagakure to Konoha just to make sure I was 'okay.' In other words, he would use me as an excuse to come and peep on the girls at school.

I shook my head to clear my mind of my perverted grandfather. "Nah, I don't want to bother him. Besides, if I can get a job at a ramen shop, I could totally get all the ramen I wanted."

She laughed happily at my joke. "Alright Naruko, good luck on finding a job, but as soon as you find a job tell me so I can get a discount."

We both chuckled happily.

"I will."

"Sweet. See you next week then. Oh and next time, you're coming to the mixer with me."

She hung up the call and I sighed in realif.

"Finally," he said with an attitude.

I looked at him, bothered by his remark. "What? Don't tell me you don't like my best friend."

"In the future she's still your friend, but..." he shivered slightly before continuing, "Let's just say I don't like her very much...Anyway, let's keep going."

We walked down the busy sidewalk together. My mind was still full of questions and I couldn't figure out where to start.

"So uh...Sasuke, right?"

"Stating my name so informally as usual, but yes."

"Geez I'm your freaking wife, I can call you Sasuke unless you want me to call you Uchiha-san."

"Don't you ever call me that."

"Sasuke it is~" I sang happily. "So anyway, what's your plan to hook me up with Kakashi-senpai? Oh, and does my future self know you're here?"

"The plan is to make him fall in love with you before the end of the year so we won't ever have to meet in the future."

"Woah that's dark...so how'd we even meet?"

"It doesn't matter since we won't be meeting anymore."

"Okay...but I still-"

"That's enough questions."

"Hmph."

We walked the rest of the way to my home in silence. Once we reached my complex we climbed the three flights of stairs to end up at my apartment door.

"Okay so, it's a little messy inside, so just watch your step," I warned before opening the door. As soon as I opend the door, the smell of weeks worth of trash engulfed both of our noses.

He stared at me as he held his nose. "You're a pig."

"Hey, I wasn't expecting visitors!"

He rolled his eyes, pushing me aside so he could walk in. He made his way inside, kicking the things that laid on the floor out of his way. "This place is a dump. You really can't do anything without me."

"Huh?" This guy's been bringing up our relationship a lot since he's appeared. It really makes me wonder if he really doesn't care for me in the future.

He began to clean up around the house, picking up trash and placing it into garbage bags. "If I'm going to be staying here, I will not be living in filth."

I shrugged my shoulders and allowed him to pick up. I probably wasn't ever going to do it myself, so having him clean up with a win for me.

I walked over to my couch and brushed off all the food crumbs. I watched the food crumbs fall to the carpet, not caring that it was dirtying everything as long as I got to sit on my couch. I then reached for the remote and turned on the T.V.

The room was filled with nose from the T.V and Sasuke's cleaning. Eventhough I tried to focus on watching the cartoons, I couldn't stop my mind from thinking about all the questions he didn't want to answer.

"Hey Sasuke," I called from the couch.

"Mm?"

"What can you tell me about the future?"

The rustling of the trash bags soon faded and his infamous tongue click replaced the faded sound. "I've already told you more than enough things."

"I know~" I whined as I turned my body to face him. "But I really want to know how you and I met. Because if I'm being honest, you're not the type of guy I would ever fall for, even thought you are good looking."

He turned away from me, not giving me a chance to see his reaction. "I already told you, it doesn't matter how we met because you'll be with your senpai soon."

"Ugh you're such a stick in the mud...now I can see why we're not working in the future. What was I even thinking when I married you?!"

"Hm you're right," he said with a sarcastic chuckle, "You really weren't thinking when you agreed to marry me."

The mood turned cold. Tension flooded the room and the atmosphere became uncomfortable. Is he upset? Did I say something wrong?

He returned to cleaning, remaining quiet as he worked. I watched him pick up my apartment and started to feel guilty. Why does he want to make sure we never meet? What is he hiding?

I slowly got off the couch, walking over to bend down besides him.

"What're you doing?" He asked coldly.

"Helping." I grabbed the trash around me and dumped it into his trash bag. We continued to work silently, never getting too close to each other. But guilt drove my actions and I needed to apologize for how I behaved with him.

"Hey..." I mangaed to say.

"Yeah...?"

"I'm sorry for asking you all those questions today. You clearly weren't comfortable yet I kept pushing you...oh and I'm sorry for spraying your eyes with pepper spray, which I'm still suprised about how quickly you recovered."

He gave a small chuckle before closing the trash bag. "It's fine. And about the pepper spray, you missed."

He grabbed the bags of trash and carried them to the door.

"Wait what?! How'd I miss?!"

"I knew you were going to try and spray me. Heh, it wouldn't be the first time you did either." He opened the door and dumped the bags outside.

Not the first time? So did I spray him sometime in the future?

He walked back in, removing his shoes and wiping his hands on his clothes.

"Wait, so if I missed, what did I spray?" I asked as he walked up to me.

"My hair. I douged just in time."

"How...?"

"I'm your husband...I know you better than you even know yourself right now."

His tone was bittersweet and his eyes showed the slightest hint of sorrow. Why does he get so sad when he mentions me? What happened...?

He closed his eyes and walked away to the extra room. "It's getting late. We'll talk more in morning."

My eyes followed his back as he made his way to the guest room. A sudden unexplainable pain ruled my heart, and the urge to hug him crossed my mind, but I never allowed the urge to control me.

"Good night," he said before closing the door.

The trance I was in faded, allowing me to realize that he had just walked into the guest room without my guidance. How does he know my apartment so well? Do we live here together in the future?!

I ran to the door and knocked on it furiously.

The door then opened and his usual expression of annoyance welcomed me. "What?" He growled.

I stared at his cole colored eyes, unable to bring the words that wrapped my brain into speech. Should I ask? Maybe he'll get upset. Ugh I'm already here, so what do I do?!

"Um uh...I...I uh...wanted to say good night."

His face slowly loosened into a smirk. He shook his head as he rolled his eyes playfully. "You're really something else, Naruko."

He slowly raised two fingers towards my forehead and playfully tapped me with a small smile. "Good night, Naruko."

My cheeks began to heat up from his awkward gesture, and my heart skipped for a moment as my eyes fed on his smile.

"Oh uh...good night Sasuke..."

He then slowly closed the door without another word.

I stood before the door with a pounding heart. What was that...? Why did my heart just skip for him...?

I quickly cleared the clouds of thought from my mind and walked into my own room. I walked over to my dresser to put on my pijamas. I then hopped into my bed and rolled myself up in my blanket.

What am I doing?! Stupid heart, stop skipping everytime that guy does something! Sasuke and I are not meant to be, you got that heart? Sure he's cute, but his cuteness isn't taking me anywhere happy ten years from now. My only hope for a good future is to be with Kakashi-senpai.