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I sit here atop the Hokage Mountain, looking down on the village I wish to someday protect as its Hokage. The villagers had once again ranted about how a demon such as myself could not possibly be Hokage. Their words did not disturb me, for I have heard them all my life. Demon, Monster, Tainted Spawn. I have heard it all. None of these comments fazed me, all save for one. Something that I ponder about, trying to understand.

"No one could possibly love someone like you."

Love, what is it? I have heard the word many times, but I have never understood its true meaning. I thought it was love that drove me to finally drag Sasuke back to Konoha, but now I am not so sure. I wish someone would help me understand.

Sighing deeply, I stand from my place on top of the Fourth's head and head home, heart heavy with the cruel comments of the villagers.

(For those who do not know, that is Naruto. The pairing is up to everyone else, unless there is fighting amongst who will be paired w/ Naru. Then I'll choose though the story. Have Fun.)

As I make my way down the mountain, I take a detour to the old Team seven training grounds. Right, old team seven. It hurts even now to think I lost the only person who treated me as a real friend. Too bad he will never accept me. He's gone and I couldn't do anything about it.

I'm so lost in my thoughts I don't feel the presence behind me. Even if I did feel it, I wouldn't have cared. Waves upon waves of tears were hitting me, but I tried to hold them back. It was only when my back hit the center wooden post, the one I had been tied to so long ago, that I let my tears go free. My heart feels like the wounds will never heal.

Stupid villagers,

stupid Sasuke,

Stupid me.

I was startled when someone wrapped their arms around me. Then I thought back.

'Was someone talking to me on my walk here?' My mind was so clouded that I couldn't remember. Then I heard his voice, 'Are you even listening to me?'

I couldn't even speak. My throat was clenching so tight that if anything came out it would be a sob. Suddenly, I didn't even care if he called me a baby after this. I needed something solid to hold.

And I did just that. I lean against his chest and cry, harder than I ever had before. My body shaking as I let the dam break.

(Just want to ask so I can stop ripping my hair out gonk to figure it out. You're Sasuke right? If so, I'm so very stupid. sweatdrop )

(Thx, I feel so stupid right now sweatdrop )

His lips on my neck calm me. Something stirs in my stomach, but what is it? I pull back and look in his deep obsidian eyes. His words touch something inside me, but yet confused me. They made my heart clench, but why?

"What do you mean?" I ask in a hoarse whisper, a few tears still falling from my eyes.

"I cant help what Ive grown up to be, you jerk." I whispered, not putting my heart into the would-be insult. Why did that name feel so strange passing my lips? I always used to call him that, but now it feels so different. I want him to stay, but I know he wont and I cant stop him. I cant control his life, just like he cant control mine. But still...

"Sasuke, can I ask you something, make that two somethings?"

I like his smile. He never smiled before, well he never comforted me before either, so "Well even if you cant stay can you keep in touch with me? I dont want to feel like Ive lost you again. That hurt too much the first time. Please?" I know my voice sounded pleading but I didn't care. I lost him once, I don't want that to happen again.

"As long as you try your best I don't care. As long as I know I didn't lose you completely, that's all right with me." I let a small smile creep on to my tear-stained face and continued, "but make sure you don't get yourself into trouble with that creepy snake-b*****d. Who knows what he'll do to you, but Im guessing you'll be able to handle it, whatever it is.""

I pout at his comment. "I cant help it. I never got attention before and its so new that it's just how I react. Sometimes I dont even know how to act to certain situations." I mumbled the last part, hoping he wouldnt hear.