A/N: Yay, I'm back~ This time with the sequel to 'Where the Grass is Greener'. I want to thank those of you who shot the idea of a sequel in my head, despite the fact that I didn't think that the story was going anywhere. So creative right? =/ Anyways, sorry about the length, it's just a prologue. If you haven't read 'WTGIG', I recommend that you do so, otherwise you probably won't get what's going on. Again, I'm not following the storyline, so don't bother figuring out the timeline. Enjoy.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, so don't sue?

Life with him, was far from simple.

In fact, it was the exact opposite. It was like trying to live with a flame. If you blew too hard, it would burn out, you blew too little, it would vanish. It was pretty much a lose, lose situation. The irony of it all was quite amusing, if you thought about it. As strong as this kid was, he was as fragile as an egg in the wind. Everyday was a struggle in trying to convince him that the past was the past. He had to leave it there. But as one can probably imagine, leaving past affairs behind wasn't one of his strong points.

But that doesn't mean that I was going to give up on it all, because I didn't plan on it. If anything, it made the situation a lot more enjoyable. It was like a feat I had to overcome, a challenge, a game. On the other hand, I don't believe one should be looking at love as some sort of game to be won. Because the odds are, it would end in loss. And I, didn't like losing.

It's been a little under a year since Sasuke's shown up around these parts. Since then he's found a home with me, above the tea shop. I can't say that Midori minds in the least. She's the one who insisted that he stay here. In fact, she wouldn't have it any other way. Whether that be out of the goodness of her own heart (as she claims) or the fact that the boy is disgustingly striking...Well, her intentions are still questionable. Then again, so are all of the other intentions of every single woman who comes within a yard of him. I almost had to beat away an old woman with her very own walker in the market the other day. She said Sasuke had a poisonous insect on his behind, which was why she was giving him a good rub down; so she claims. What would the world do without those good semeritans? Thank God I'm not the jealous type. Moreso that he isn't the type to reciprocate those types of things. For goodness sake, it took me seven years to get where I am now - and I'm still scratching my head.

Showing emotion, was something he still found difficult. Which is why I didn't really expect much from him, except for the fact that I knew he was always going to be there. His presence, was enough for me. I never did ask for much, which is probably the reason why I didn't receive much in return. When he had arrived, it was days of sleeping on the couch. It took him weeks before he was even comfortable enough with sharing a bed with me. Something very debatable from a man who wishes to revive his own clan. There were times in the beginning where I questioned his...Preference.

If that's not enough, receiving affection from him is about as difficult as eating rocks. Which is why I soak it up whenever he does manage to show that he cares. It's something he does whenever he thinks I start to get fed up with him (which happens to be a lot) . Just when I start to get annoyed, he pulls me back in. It works everytime. They don't call him a genius for nothing.

But in spite of all of that, he was like a blanket that I couldn't let go. That one toy that I wouldn't put down. The state may be questionable, but the love was still there.

There you have it, I really hope you liked that. I'm really nervous going on about this story, because I really don't know where it's going. I've only thought up the most important occurances - so if it takes a million years for me to update, I apologize in advance. Anyways, drop me some feedback! STAY TUNED.