Naruto's pov

I put my hand on the knob and paused. Who the fuck actually visits me?? Who would? What the fuck? I opened the door and Kurama instantly started laughing at me.

Sasuke fucking Uchiha sitting on my bed. I have to have the worst luck in fucking history.

He turned to look at me and I groaned, pulling my hair. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! What do you want, Sasuke!?" "Fucking chill, Naruto." 'No I'm fucking sick of everyone doing whatever the fuck they want with no regards to how I feel, this is fucking irritating as fuck!

"You don't have to be so fucking mean about everything! My fucking bad for coming to resolve things with you!", he yelled at me and I could tell he was already about to cry. But I don't fucking care, what about me? What about all the nights I've spent crying and pulling out my hair because I can't forget everything they did to me?!

"There isn't shit to resolve, Sasuke, I don't fucking care about how you or your fucking family feels about me! I don't care about your fucking tears, I don't fucking care, Sasuke! I don't!"

"Naruto calm the fuck down, you're being hella extra right now."

He got up and stepped up to me despite me being taller by a couple of inches. He pushed me and I swear I wanted to fight him, but I didn't.

"You're a fucking asshole, Naruto! You think you're the only one hurting? You think I haven't been tearing myself apart over this? You have no idea what I've been going through!"

I scoffed, trying to mask the guilt creeping in. "Yeah fucking right. Spare me the drama, Sasuke. You've always had everything handed to you on a silver platter. You don't get to play the victim! You never get to play the fucking victim! What, you think just because you shed a few tears I'm supposed to drop everything and come make it better?! No, fuck you!"

His eyes flashed with anger, but there was something else there too—pain. "You think I care about any of that? I was scared, Naruto! So my fucking bad for coming to work things out with you when you're the one ruining our friendship over a tiny fucking crush! You're fucking childish and I can't believe I ever had feelings for you!" He pushed past me and walked out of the room, slamming the door behind him.

And just like that, for some reason, it's like someone just smacked me in the head. Probably because someone did. I turned to look at him, "Kurama, what the fuck!?"

"You fucking idiot! I told you a thousand times not to jump to conclusions and that you needed to talk to him, but 'nooo, I don't wanna', 'he hurt my feelings', now look at you! Go fucking fix it!", he yelled at me. I could tell he was serious but I didn't care

I mumbled something under my breath and went to go lay down, Kurama walking away from me, probably so he doesn't hit me again.

What does he mean he liked me? When? When I went to his house? Then... wait. I have to review.

Okay so there's some things that don't add up, what was his family talking about if not about me being a jinchuriki? Or maybe they do hate me but Sasuke likes me? Ugh, this is giving me a headache. What do I even do if Sasuke does actually like me? Or.. did like me??

There was a knock on the door and my dad opened it a while after. "Hey, what's going on? Why was your friend crying? Did you guys get in a fight?" I nodded. He came and sat next to me on the bed, patting my head. "Do you wanna talk about it?" I shrugged and he nodded.

It was quiet.

"Dad, how do you know if you like someone?" I looked up at him.

His eyes went a little wide, then he looked away like he was thinking about something. "Is that what this is about? Wait, about him? Or you? Or... are you...? Do you think? Never mind, that's a topic for another day. Uhm, how do you know you like someone.. well, if you're always thinking about them, no matter what you're doing, you can't them out of your head. If when you're around them you seem to smile a little more, your heart beats a little faster, the sun shines a little brighter. If you find yourself wanting to do nothing other than be with that person through all hours of the day, to make them smile, be there for them when they need you, then you like them. If you've never looked at anyone the way you look at them, if you're accepting that person for every flaw they have,you want to be touching this person, even if it's just your arms touching because there's nothing that makes you happier, that's when you know you like them."

But I jokingly do those with Sasuke because he has a funny reaction. I mean yeah, I hate thinking about him crying that day, and there were those first couple of weeks I couldn't sleep because I kept thinking about him, but that doesn't mean I like him.

I nodded in acknowledgment and my dad sighed. "I think you should go for a walk and see where you end up, that'll give you your answer. I'm giving you this one chance to miss dinner, and I'll know if you went to that damn forest again, Naruto." So mean.

But he was right. I can't be so miserable. Sasuke... somewhat makes me happy, and I shouldn't ruin a good thing just because of a misunderstanding.

I groaned as I sat up and Kurama showed up next to me. Kurama and my dad have only met a handful of times— Kurama usually tries to avoid him, so it's always interesting when they see each other.

They look at each other but didn't say anything. My dad looked away first. "I'm going to finish dinner, will Kurama be joining you, Naruto?", he asked under his breath. Kurama didn't look at me, only at my dad, "I think I'll stay." I don't know what weird thing these two have going on, but I don't think my dad likes Kurama very much. Whatever, it's not my problem.

"I'm... gonna go," I looked away from them both, grabbing my jacket. "Okay, have fun," my dad snapped back to reality. "Call me if you need me, kid," Kurama gave me a knowing look. Knowing what though? I don't know anything. I hate when people aren't direct.

I took the longest way possible to get there but I definitely ended up in front of Sasuke's complex. My dad said see where I end up, but I already knew where I was going before I even stepped foot out the house. I'm scared, for some reason. I'm never scared like this. Why am I scared?? Suck it up Naruto. You're okay. Ugh! Why can't Kurama be with me!?

I walked up to the doors of the estate and knocked. My heart is in my throat. What do I say?? What if they tell me not to talk to him ever again? What if they actually do hate me because I'm a jinchuriki and Sasuke used this as a ploy to lure me over to his house so they can all kill me!

"What." Fucking Weasel. Why couldn't it be anyone else?? There was only one person in the ANBU who knew who I was: the one who was there for my test. The other two died in battle, but yeah, it's not like Weasel knew me from work, but he probably knows I'm the reason his brother's been crying all the time, so that doesn't help.

"Uhm... Sasuke.. can I talk to him?" Why am I being so passive? What the fuck is going on with me?

"No." He slammed the door in my face. I fucking hate Weasel. I hate working with him and now I hate him as a person too. There was some yelling and then it opened a few seconds later. Now it was Sasuke's mother.

She was staring into my soul so I looked away. I'm never like this. What the fuck is wrong with me?!

She didn't say anything and the silence was telling enough.

"I didn't know..." I said under my breath.

I don't understand why I'm going so far to make sure someone other than me is okay. His mom still didn't say anything so I looked up at her. She narrowed her eyes.

"I didn't know... that he liked me. I overheard you and some other people talking about me being here, and I thought it was because of the whole nine tails thing.. and then I got in my head and figured it would just be better for me and him to not be friends if you guys had a problem with me. I didn't know you were referring to him... liking me."

Now that I'm saying it out loud, I feel really stupid and I'm glad Kurama isn't here to laugh at me. I just wanna go to sleep, everything's been so bad lately. I just really feel like crying but I don't wanna do that. I felt like crying when I was yelling at Sasuke too, but I didn't. Everything's just stressing me out.

"He's in his room, make sure to knock before you go in." She opened the door for me all the way. I came in and took off my shoes, trying to ignore all the eyes on me. I could feel the tension in the air, but I pushed forward, knowing Kurama would kill me if I turned back. I'm not sure why he's so obsessed with Sasuke, he always has been. I'm always mean but he never lets me be mean to Sasuke. I've always thought it was weird.

I walked down the hall, my steps feeling heavier with each one. Finally, I reached Sasuke's door. Am I really going to do this? I don't even know what to say. I hesitated for a moment, my hand hovering over the wood. Then, taking a deep breath, I knocked softly.

"Go away!", he yelled, his voice muffled. I sighed. "It's Naruto." I don't know why that would make him open the door, but hopefully he wanted to slap me or something. But instead, I was met with muffled screaming, a thump, things moving around, and then the door opening.

His eyes were bloodshot red and his nose was runny. I smiled a little but wiped it from my face. This is serious Naruto. He wiped his nose with his hand and sniffled. Ew. I hate that I still wanna be with him. Is this what dad was talking about??

"What do you want?" He wiped his eyes with his other hand. He's such a mess.

"I wanna talk, why else would I be here?", I asked.

His eyes watered up again and he closed the door.

"Stop being mean! I hate you!"

I was being mean? I just asked a question?? I looked up to god and prayed for strength, leaning my forehead against the door.

"Sasuke, I'm sorry I've been mean to you. I didn't know... that you liked me." Something was thrown at the door, "Don't lie!"

I dug my nails into my palm. "I'm not...!" I started to yell, but Sasuke, being the crybaby he was, would break down and never talk to me again, so I stopped. I took a deep breath, "I'm not lying, Sasuke."

The door opened and he sniffled again, "You promise?" "I promise." He pulled at the ends of his shirt, stepping back and mumbling, "You can come in..." I nodded and followed him inside. He shut the door behind me and I looked around. It definitely looked different than before. There were various dinosaur plushies on the bed, balled up pieces of paper and notebooks everywhere, clothing and makeup everywhere as well. Makeup? I didn't know Sasuke wore make up.

He went to sit on his bed and I joined him. He shoved a stuffed animal between his criss-crossed legs and pulled a hair tie from nowhere, scratching it.

"Wh- ...What do you mean you didn't know?", he looked up at me before looking down again.

"I thought, the reason your family was being so weird around me.. was because of.. that, not because you liked me. And when you said you thought they'd be okay with me coming over because we'd been hanging out, it kinda added insult to injury."

"Yeah but–! You told me it wasn't my fault and that I'm a great person you just don't feel the same!"

"No, I didn't say that. I said: it's not your fault, I don't blame you, so don't take it personally, you're a great person, it's just... I don't feel.. like... yeah. Y'know? I meant like... I don't feel comfortable being here if your family cares that much about something that isn't my fault. It's not your fault, it's your family's, don't take it personal."

He looked down and groaned. "No. No, no, no! Naruto, you knew!"

"I didn't..."

"But–! What about all the times I'd smile when you complimented me??"

I shrugged, "I just thought you liked the attention."

"And when I'd blush every single time you'd touch me?"

"I don't know, I thought you didn't like being touched."

"And what about our first conversation?? About me staring at you all the time?! And then when you said you'd listen to me talk??", he finally looked at me.

"First conversation I was teasing because you were so nonchalant and I wanted you to flip it, second one, I was just being a good person." I started chewing on my cheek again, waiting for him to respond. This is kinda awkward, where's Kurama when you need him?

"Fuck, this is so embarrassing. I knew it was one sided but I can't be this delusional..." he mumbled under his breath.

"Well, you're not entirely delusional. I'm pretty sure I do like you, I just didn't know you liked me." I decided to lay down now, staring at the roof which was riddled with glow in the dark stars. I laughed a little.

Sasuke popped up in front of me, blocking the light. How is it, that even now, he looks this good??

I reached out to touch his face but I dropped my hand after he looked it. I covered my face and laughed.

If liking someone is this difficult, I'm not sure how into it I am. But I don't want Sasuke to go do this with anyone else. God, I really don't want that. I know you've fucked me over a lot in the past, but please don't let that happen.

I opened my fingers and noticed Sasuke was still there. His head was moved to the side a little and a bit of light was peeking over. I squinted, how is he this fucking shiny?

"What do you mean by that?" He asked, not moving. He sniffled again. He's so gross.

"That I like you? It's straightforward, no? Well, it isn't to me, and it's probably to late, but I figured I'd tell you since I figured it out." I put my hands behind my head to get more comfortable, seeing as how it looked like he wouldn't be moving any time soon.

"What do you mean you like me..?" It barely came out a little above a whisper.

I looked him in the eyes now and he looked away at the suddenness, his eyes eventually finding mine again. "I mean that I, Naruto, like you, Sasuke Uchiha."

He started smiling and plopped down on the bed, squeezing his stuffed animal. He stopped and sat back up, looking over me again. "I don't care. I don't like you anymore." He's so cute.

"That's okay. I just wanted you to know how I felt. If you're cool with it, I'll just go back to acting how I was before all this happened. If not, that's cool too." I honestly don't understand how I feel right now, so the more time I have to figure this out the better. Plus, I don't feel like committing to anything right now. I like what we had.

"Well, I'm not saying I'm not going to like you again in the future, just... now, I don't like you," he clarified. I know what he meant. But I also know that he does in fact still have feelings for me, even if he doesn't like me. But shit, I wouldn't either.

"That's okay too. I put you through hell recently, so I'm okay with that, I deserve it. Like I said, just let me know what you're okay with. I'll do whatever you want."

He scratched at his hair tie again, looking around. "I wanna... stay friends for now. We just need to focus on our team and everything..." he mumbled. I nodded, "That's fine."

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