I'm so sorry for the late late late update!

I have no excuse…

Anyway I just wanted to say that I'll be leaving today to an island for a week! I know! A week without internet, so I cannot post anytime this week, but ill try to finish up while I'm there!

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, and will never own it, sadly…

Ino could only stare at her friend as she now placed her now empty glass of Café Mocha down on the smooth, wooden table. Was her friend serious? Would she really go that far just for a boy?

"Sakura, I'm not so sure about this...It sounds a bit exaggerated. I mean, isn't it too much just to seperate those two from each other? Why dont you let them be? Find another guy."

If looks would kill, ino would be a dead corpse by now.

"What?" The green-eyed girl spat out as she raised a pink eyebrow at her.

"I mean, you don't know for sure that they are together or something." Ino tried to reason with her, to no avail.

"Look, try persuade me for hours, but I'm sticking to my decision." She smirked as she picked her stuff and walked away.

Ino stared at the figure of sakura walking away, torn between warning Naruto and keeping her word by not mentioning a thing.

Ino averted her eyes towards the empty cup and suddenly felt the urge to throw up everything she drank from her nervousness and anxiety.

It was a great day today. The breeze was warm and peaceful. The sun shone brightly in the cloudless blue sky. Indeed, it was a great day, and you cant really waste a great day doing nothing now, do you?

So Neji had decided to take a stroll by the east of town, away from the huge buildings and rustling, busy noises from the streets. This side was peaceful and quiet, much to Neji's preference.

As Neji passed by a small park, he noticed a familiar figure sitting by the swings. After pondering for a few minutes, the brunette had decided to talk to this person.

"Hello, Gaara." Neji greeted as he reached a good distance to be able to be heard.

Gaara's head popped up, obviously surprised to see someone here- rarely anyone from their side of the town came here.

"Oh, hello, umm Neji?" He replied, unsure.

Neji took a seat on the swing next to Gaara.

"yeah. So, how are you?'

"I'm fine, I guess. How about you?"

"On this lovely day? How could I not be." Neji smiled.

"Hmmm…Well, it is a fine day."

Deciding to go straight to the point, Neji asked,

"So, what are you doing here?"

Gaara, blinked, clearly surprised.

"uh. Well, I usually come here to dwell on my problems, you could say."

"Well, that makes two of us." Neji laughed.

Gaara looked up and smiled a little.

After a few minutes of a comfortable silence, Gaara asked a question, which kind of took Neji by surprise.

"Are you and Sasuke friends?"

Before Neji began to answer, he pondered a bit on his reply.

"Well, we're not the best of friends, but I could stand him more than other people."

Neji didn't really have any ill feelings towards Sasuke, well, not anymore. He had reasoned with himself a while ago. He had found out that he didn't hate Sasuke, but just disliked the fact that Naruto liked him. It was actually quite obvious, but Sasuke was just too naïve to notice.

That reminded him of something. Turning to face Gaara, he asked, curious to find out this thing that bugged him for quite a while.

"Did you know Sasuke before he came here?"

Gaara bowed his head, from what looked like shame.

A few minutes of silence passed by. It was awkward to say the least.

"Uhh…how should I put it? It was a few years ago, in middle school to be exact."

"We we're both friends, because we were the ones who were usually picked on. We've been friends for about three years. Our last year in middle school, two new kids arrived, they soon became one of the popular kids in school. When about half of the term passed, we somehow became friends.

"But the other popular kids didn't like it, so they said that if I wanted to be with them, I had to ditch Sasuke. You know, my whole life I've been bullied, but the moment I was offered to be one of the popular kids, I couldn't say no.

"You can imagine the rest. Sasuke hated me back then - probably now too."

After finishing his story, Gaara sighed, eyes clouded with many emotions.

The redhead then looked up and smiled softly at the brunette.

"Somehow, talking with you is more comfortable than I imagined."

A laugh escaped his lips.

Neji had stayed quiet the whole time, trying to absorb as much as he could. He felt somehow pity towards the Uchiha, who had gone through a lot. Something inside him clicked and he decided then to turn on a new leaf.

Looking up, he smiled softly at the redhead and offered,

"Would you like to hang with us at lunch periods?"

A look of surprise was an understatement. Gaara was more than astonished. He felt happy that even after all that, people still accepted him. He nodded happily.

Slivers id golden sun rays peeked from the nearly closed curtains, falling directly under the brunette's eyes. A groan escaped his lips, god how he hated that feeling.

He stirred slightly under his quilt, attempting to rid himself from the pain of the sunlight rays, but it felt as if those rays were mocking him, following him wherever he moved.

Pulling himself up, he no longer felt the desire to sleep after the aftermath of trying to block the blinding rays away from his face.

A hand shot up to his face, rubbing his eyes to rid them from sleep. He blinked as he looked around the room, no recollection whatsoever about what had happened last night.

Blurred visions were swirling around in his head, but he was quite sure he hadn't been drinking last night. He removed the blue duvet and pressed his feet against the cold floors.

Where on earth did I place those damn slippers? he pondered quietly as he made his way downstairs. At the last three steps, Sasuke would have surely fallen if not for the stair handle. There, lying in his sofa without a care in the world, was Naruto. When on earth did the blonde come? Why had Sasuke allow him to stay over.

Brows furrowed, he took tentative steps to the dozing blonde. As he stood by the sofa, memories of the previous night played in his head.

Sasuke face-palmed. Nothing seemed more embarrassing than ever. He pondered over what happened and what he was going to do.

I can always throw him out of my house while he's sleeping. Sasuke smirked.

One look at Naruto's face, the idea itself was thrown out the door. The blonde looked serene. It was a look Sasuke had never seen.

Eyes fluttered open, blue orbs met raven. Naruto blinked a little, sat up and looked up, eyes meeting Sasuke's. a grin pulled at his lips,

"Like what you see, Sasuke?"

Merely glaring, Sasuke attempted to hit the blonde in the head, but Naruto was too quick, and ducked low.

"Owww…This is how you treat me after I helped you?"

Sasuke looked taken aback. He composed himself, and after a while, muttered,

"Get out."

The blonde stood and stretched, the he turned to face Sasuke, an eye-brow at him.

"What? This is what I get as a reward?"

A pout tugged on his lips.

Sasuke tried to muster a glare, but it was fruitless.

"Only breakfast."

Naruto grinned, he was just so easy.

Sasuke eyed the taller teen suspiciously, turned and went upstairs.

"W-where are you going?" Asked the blonde curiously.

"To change."

With a clock, the bathroom door became locked. While getting rid of the clothes he was wearing, Sasuke realized that he had no recollection whatsoever of changing his clothes.

His face reddened and burned. Did the blonde actually change his clothes?

Looking at what he had wore, he relaxed a little when he realized he was still wearing the same boxers, only his shirt had changed.

Turning the water on, he adjusted it to a good temperature and stepped in.

Letting the water soak his hair and body, Sasuke contemplated over his bizarre change in life. It was all because of the because of the blonde. Now, every time they were alone, he could feel his heart race, his thoughts get clouded, and he could feel himself heating at every embarrassing thing, as little as it could get.

What was happening to him? It was this weird feeling he felt every time he was with the dobe.

Could it be…?

Blush.

It can't be!

But…

Maybe…?

It's… love…?

His face became more like a tomato by the second.

Finishing up quickly, he changed and headed to the kitchen, where Naruto sat waiting.

Naruto blinked.

"Wow, that was fast. I usually take longer than that."

Naruto sniggered,

"did you miss me already?"

Not love.

Definitely not love.

It cannot and will not ever be love!

That's pretty much it for chapter six! I know its short but I had to publish something.

PS I just found an addiction called Tumblr… that's also a huge reason ^^'