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Naruto Uzumaki, the perky, bisexual boy who hangs out with the popular girls, and dresses in brightly colored, skin tight clothing, the very definition of stereotypical gay boy. Only, without the lisp when he talks.

And he drives me up the fucking wall! Literally, once we had this friggin' rock climbing exercise in gym and he just kept cheering me on to climb the damn thing because it was mandatory to go all the way up to the ceiling then use a wire to come back down! Naruto, though, is my best friend, and I love him dearly. Though he does have his times where he can be annoying as hell!

But as I said before, I love him. Perhaps, maybe a bit too much seeing as I now have been having wet dreams about him almost every night I can actually fall asleep. I seem to have fallen in love with the stupid blonde boy...

Now, he and I are very different, while he hangs with the populars (most of them being female), I hang out with the dark, goth kids because that's how I am. He's always happy-go-lucky and talkative, while I am always somewhat grumpy and silent. I don't like to talk that much but Naruto doesn't seem to be bothered by that, he just has odd one-sided conversations with himself in which he, in a way, pretends to talk to me. Sometimes I respond, making small comments here and there, but never really say long, on-going sentences, unlike him.

Though, scientists do say opposites attract. Maybe that is why I love him so...and may I just say that sometimes those dreams I have can get a little explicit? So far in my dreams I've just gotten passed penetrating him and that's it. There was a lot of kinky foreplay, though.

Plus when I said that thing about how we hang out with totally different groups, we tend to kind of not socialize with each other, you know so we don't attract any attention to ourselves, though, I don't get why he doesn't want any more attention when he practically bathes in it and always has peoples' attention on him 24/7. Even when he's at home, there's such things called Facebook and Twitter. Though, I think it's the fact that I don't like a lot of attention on me, Naruto respects that and I have the weird suspicion that he really doesn't want me to have any big attention due to him getting jealous at times, especially when he hears someone talking about my art skills (I have this hobby of mine, I enjoy sketching, painting, etc.,) Dammit, how is he so fucking adorable and caring?! How did I ever befriend someone like him?

I'd also like to add that I can barely even look at him when he starts to undress, like when he sleeps over my place or has to change in the locker rooms before and after we have gym class, because if I do look at him for too long, the part in my pants comes to life, if you know what I mean. And with me being a hormonal teenager, that's quite embarrassing.

"Gaara!" Oh, that's him now. He runs over to me, I'm outside of the school, everyone has already left, and he glomps me, causing me to fall on my ass. At least the grass is kind of soft. "How was your day Gaa-san?"

"Fine I guess." I mumble in response. "Can you get off me, personal space." That was a bullshit lie, I'm actually quite positive I'll get hard with his smooth body covering my own.

He pouts and hugs me closer to him. I sigh and let my head fall back. Why is he so stubborn? Ugh, I even love his stubborn ways, much to my annoyance.

"But Gaa-san, we've been friends for years and you still don't like me touching you? Your other friends get to touch you. That kinda hurts." He said and looked up at me with his "puppy dog" eyes. He knows I can't resist that look, when he makes that face he gets anything he wants from me. No matter how badass or scary I look, if you knew me like Naruto does, you'd know I'm such a fucking softy that it annoys me.

"ugh, fine." He grins and hugs me tighter, nuzzling his face into my chest. I bring a hand up and tangle it in his golden locks, petting him. He hums in pleasure, he's always liked me rubbing his head. He then raises it to look at me.

"Hey Gaara," Wow, he said my actual name, this must be important, "I...I really wish I could be by your side during school, But I know how you feel about having attention on you , and I know everyone will be gossiping about us if we do hang together. I just want to be with you more, and I kinda...um...get jealous when your friends are around you, touching you, talking, laughing with you! It just gets me so freakin' angry!" He yells and tightens his grip on me, so tight it almost hurt. "Especially Neji, I know he likes you! But...but...you're mine!"

That really surprised me, I'm his? I didn't know he felt this way before, he never really talked much about his emotions or feelings, and I already knew Neji liked me. It's quite obvious really, but I'm in love with someone else...

"Naruto, if you want to hang at school then fine. It's cute that you get jealous, though there really isn't any need for you to feel that way, I will never date Neji, he's not my type. Besides, I already like someone." Naruto visually deflated at that, his eyes went sad, his body slumped a bit, and his mouth formed a frown. Why did he look this way? Was it what I said just now? Did he really expect me to not have a crush, everyone has a crush at least once in their life. Though, by me saying that and from his reaction, it seems as though he might like me in the same way I do him. Though, I don't really want to act on this hypothesis for I'm afraid I might scare him away. "What's wrong?"

Naruto simply shakes his head at me with the same sad look adorning his pretty face. If he doesn't tell me now I'll have to force it out of him.

"Tell me or you're not getting any ramen." He looks up with a shocked, worried expression. Yup, I just threatened you with the ramen trick, what now?

"Well Ikindalikeyouokay!" He said too quickly for me to understand. I gave him a deadpanned look, did he really have to say it that fast? Though, I guess he might be a bit nervous to tell me what is wrong with him so I can' blame him.

"Can you please say that a bit slower?"