I can't figure out what's wrong with me today. It's the weekend, finally, so I should be relaxed, but when I woke up I was really tense. Might have something to do with the splitting headache I have at the moment.

In fact, I'd say it's more of a migraine. My head is throbbing, and everything seems too bright. Which isn't good, seeing as I have to go shopping for groceries.

"Charlie, do we have any-"

"Suck. My. Penis." I cut Sasuke off, and he blinked at me as I stomped out of the room. It was just me and him at the moment; Naruto was out exploring. Jack said he was probably going to come over later, but until then, it was just me and Sasuke. If I get raped, I'm sueing (sp???) Kishimoto.

I just went and laid down on the couch, and it was a few minutes before Sasuke followed. It must have taken him a while to get over my comment. Normally that would make me laugh, but I felt like dog crap. No, worse than that. I felt like the bird crap that inevitably falls on your car window just after you've washed it.

In short, I FELT LIKE SHIT.

"What's the matter, Charlie?" Sasuke sat on the arm of the sofa opposite mine, and I just kept my eyes shut, sighing deeply.

"Migraine." I mumbled, rolling onto my side, my back to him, "Go 'way."

He ignored my demand; I heard him fall back onto the couch and stay there. Oh well. I was beyond caring... as long as he didn't make any noise.

"Ouch!" I sat up slowly, wincing as the light burned in my eyes, making my head throb. I stood carefully, hearing a clatter from the kitchen, and registering the empty sofa opposite me. I must have dozed off.

I made my way into the kitchen and stood in the doorway, watching. Sasuke crouched in the kitchen, trying to clean up a spillage from the floor tiles. There were assorted pots, pans, and foods scattered on the surfaces, and from where I was, I could see that Sasuke himself had a smear of flour on his cheek and was wearing my Mom's 'Kiss the Chef' apron.

If I had been feeling good, I would have burst out laughing by now. But, as it was, I just smiled in humour and watched silently, waiting for him to notice me.

He turned around in his crouched position to wipe up more mess, then I could see his eyes land on my feet and work up to my face. When his eyes met mine he jumped backwards, hitting his head on a drawer that he had apparently left open. He pushed it shut with a growl and then stood up, rubbing his head and smiling sheepishly.

"Uh, hey, Charlie..." I rose an eyebrow and walked over to him, licking my thumb and going to wipe away the flour. He moved away, so I tutted, frowned, and grabbed his chin to wipe it away.

"Don't mess me about, Uchiha. I'm not in the mood." I muttered. Even talking made my head hurt.

"Still not feeling well?" he asked, keeping his voice low so as not to make my head hurt more.

"Mm. What's going on in here?" I asked, and the sheepish look returned to his face.

"Uh... I was trying to make you some miso soup." I smirked in amusement, holding back the laugh that I knew would hurt my head.

"I don't even have ingredients for miso soup." he looked away, a slight blush of embarassment on his face.

"I went to the store." I blinked. He did all that... for me?

"Aw, Sasuke, thanks for doing all this, really. But you don't need to look after me." If you'd told me seven months ago that Sasuke Uchiha could be this caring and goofy, I would have laughed in your face. "I'm perfectly fine-"

I cut off, my eyes widening, and I quickly rushed to the bathroom as my stomach churned. I wasn't sick, but everytime I went to get up, my stomach flipped again. Damnit. I was gonna be stuck here ages.

I leaned back against the cold, tiled wall beside the loo, glad when the cold seeped into my flushed, overheated skin. Ah, the glamour of illness. Be jealous of me, Cameron Diaz.

I sighed, shutting my eyes. There was a knock on the door. "Charlie? You okay?"

I nodded, then remembered that he couldn't see me. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just feel a bit sick."

"Oh, okay." there was a pause, and then Sasuke spoke again. "You know you said you know everything about us?"

I frowned a little, "Pretty much, yeah. Not everything."

"Mm... well, I was wondering... how much do you know of my past?" his voice suggested that he found that question difficult to ask.

I looked at the floor, silent for a moment, before answering. "Enough."

There was silence for a minute, and then a mumbled question. "So... you know about... that man, then."

It was obvious that he meant Itachi. "Yeah."

He stayed silent for a while, probably not sure what to say. I frowned. "You're not alone, you know."

Silence again. And then, "What do you mean?"

"You have friends who are there for you." I stated quietly. "Me, Naruto, Kakashi, the Hokage... even Sakura. We may not know exactly what you're going through, but we can still help take the load off."

I could practically see Sasuke's frown. "I... I can't tell them."

I just shrugged it off. "If you don't want to tell them, it's your call. But... I'm here."

Then yet more silence, and a mumbled "Thanks." so quiet, that I almost didn't hear it.

"Don't... mention it..."

I trailed off and my eyes widened as the weirdest feeling ever flooded my body, then gathered in my head, seeming to make my brain strain against my skull. Then a sharp stabbing pain shot through my head, making me scream in agony. Painful slashes slid over my body, and I slumped onto my side, still screaming from the pain.

"Charlie?!" I barely registered the thumping on the door, images starting to flash before my wide open eyes. "Charlie, I'm coming in!!"

The door crashed open, the lock bust, and I barely noticed someone shake me desperately. I just kept screaming, the horrifying images seeming to block out everything else. And the pain, oh, the pain... it was the worst thing I'd ever felt.

I screwed my eyes tight shut, trying to shut the pictures out, but they were embedded in my vision. I just noticed my screams being muffled, and someone's arms wrapping around me comfortingly.

After however long (I wasn't exactly counting) my screams died into gasping sobs, and then pathetic sniffles. I knew who it was, once I had pulled myself together enough. Sasuke had stayed with me the whole time, hugging me to him.

After I had calmed down, I sat up, and wiped away my tears on my sleeve. I laughed shakily, and it caused a dull pain to pulse at my temple. "S-sorry about that."

Sasuke gave me a reassuring half smile. "It's okay."

He then stood up, and offered me his hand. I took it, and he helped me up. "So you want me to take you to the doctor's or something-"

"No!" I said quickly. I noticed his curious look, and stumbled an excuse, "I-I mean, it's nothing really. Not worth going to the Doctor's for. I just need to get some rest."

He frowned at me a second, then nodded and helped me to my room. I climbed into my bed, and he even pulled the covers over me.

"I mean it, Sasuke-" I yawned largely, looking at him from under my drooping eyelids. "You don't have to look after me all the time..."

He gave me a sort of wry smile, then said, "I know, but.. maybe I want to."

Then, -and this may be exhaustion/insanity talking- I'm pretty sure I felt the soft brush of his lips on my own. But as soon as I felt it, the feeling was gone- leaving behind a slight tingly sensation and the distinct scent that Sasuke emanated.

Too tired to think anything of it, my eyes fell shut, and I drifted into a deep sleep. It may only have been four in the afternoon, but my fit had taken a lot out of me. I was exhausted.

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HOLY SHIZ!!

Short chapter, I know. D:

I wanted to cut it off here though, cuz then I can get another chap out today >v

Also, if you don't like the pairing, don't worry. It's not definite. I'm not going to reveal who the other person involved is yet (that'll be in the next chapter) but it's gonna be a love triangle sort of thing.

Also, don't complain about the content! This chapter was written in about ten minutes cuz I got a PM threatening to hit me with a chicken if I didn't update soon! Lol xD

Aaaaanyway, hope you liked!

Random fact: I was listening to Panic! At the disco's Vices and Virtues album as I was writing this!

Anyway, Fan, comment and vote! But mostly comment, cuz I'm an attention whore >

I wanna trade mistakes for sheep!! XD