Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ All-Girl's Sasuke ❯ Intact ( Chapter 4 )

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Disclaimer- Myah, I do not own Naruto... though, if I did, I sure would be making a lot of people squirm with my odd fetish of weird couplings.... mwahahaha.

Chapter 4 - Intact

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The room's bustling quieted down as the school bell rung for first period to begin. There were still the traces of bold whispers here and there, the speakers knowing full-well that their late-as-usual teacher was probably not going to arrive anytime soon. Haku tried to stare straight ahead, but found his vision wavering.

'Un... tired....' He stifled a moan, as an arm automatically came and placed itself on his desk, Haku's cheek soon coming in heavy, almost sudden contact with his knuckles. He could feel his lids heavy against his eyes, and fought the feeling. It was annoying him; this was only made more so by the fact that it was Sasuke's fault. Well... as far as he was concerned. He wearily sighed, audibly, causing the spiky-haired male next to him to glance at Haku out of the corner of his eye.

"Your own fault for following me," Sasuke merely mumbled, his hands folded in mid-air above his desk, propped up by his elbows, as he seemed to lean his own head against them. Two days before, Haku had noted this to be Sasuke's 'brooding position.' The label seemed to hold true, as well, as he had seen Sasuke perform this maneuver many times already, despite it only being his fourth day knowing the boy. And, as everyone who watched Sasuke (and had a notable brain) had found, he typically was the definition for the term 'brood.' So much so, that Haku was certain that if one were to look it up in the dictionary, one would find Sasuke's school picture, along with a notation that stated, "Uchiha Sasuke; melancholy, yet angry, boy extraordinaire."

"Well..." Haku began to reply, before hesitating. He decided to just leave it at that, not even being able to think of a retaliation to return with. 'Hn, a first.Guess I'm cornered.' Again, he blamed the unwitting male beside him. Even in his languid state, Haku could feel a glare shot at him. The cross-dresser smirked, unknowingly to Sasuke, his hair having fallen like a curtain over his actions.

The waves of relieved sighs and "Finally!"'s sweeping across the room signaled that their delayed teacher, Kakashi, had finally arrived. He was, yet again, buried in the confines of his crudely named novel, seemingly oblivious of his surroundings. When he finally closed the book, after marking his spot, of course, he smiled to the class, the evidence seen only in his one visible eye.

"Sorry, kids," he said, flipping open a binder he'd brought onto his teacher's desk, pulling a paper out of its confines. "I was held back for an announcement."

Haku's dazed stare narrowed, despite the indolence of it. 'Sure....' The false-female wasn't one to distrust people, normally, but Kakashi-sensei was an exception, especially when it came to the math teacher's morning excuses. The man seemed to have a knack for making things up when he was late, which seemed like all the time. And they were usually things one would deem true, at first, before actually thinking into the words.

Kakashi held up the paper he'd pulled out of the file, waving it in the air. "This, being it." He stuck it to a cork binding that went over the top of the dry-erase board behind him. "You're all free to look at it after class," he turned back to the students, a mock warning tone in his next words, "After, being the key word, there."

As the teacher began what seemed like it would be unending droning, Haku's eyes flitted to the snow-white leaflet that Kakashi had posted. In bold font, the letter's ends curled like mischievous smiles, it stated, "Aspiring Actresses Wanted." Underneath were small words, hard to see from where he sat, looking suspiciously like the names of plays; most likely what the 'aspiring actresses' were to perform.

He couldn't help but form a smirk, its appearance mirroring the playful looks of the lettering on the bulletin. The next comment that arose out of his mouth, scarcely making itself anything more than a whisper, seemed to appear unthinkingly as it aimed itself for Sasuke. "Too bad it says actresses, Uchiha-kun. You act straight very well."

Haku could just barely hear the "Hn," that came from Sasuke, the sound having been released on a short, somewhat forced exhale. Even so, the cross-dressing male could still hear the irate scowl that accompanied the response, without having to peer over his hand to see for himself. He straightened his form, interlacing his fingers of both hands together in front of himself on his desk, feeling that his lethargy had passed away with Sasuke's answer. Revenge was sweet, even if it came in the form of just a few simple, teasing wo-

"You also act very well at something you're not." The stoic mask of Sasuke wasn't sacrificed as he said this, Haku's own reaction being quite different, as a subdued gasp found itself within him. He turned his face away, deciding to find the wall quite interesting, Haku's hands starting to wring each other, a variety of fears swirling in his chest, all centering on one idea.

'Does he know...?!'

"..... Yukio-chan?" Haku snapped his head back to the front, coloring tinting his cheeks unnoticeably to anyone but himself, as he saw Kakashi watching him.

"Yes...? Um, Sensei?" He asked, his hands finally released from their own grappling of each other. The man quirked an eyebrow, as if expecting Haku to already know what he was talking about.

"Do you know the answer to the question, Haku-chan?" Kakashi inquired, Haku suddenly feeling the stares of everyone in class, save for Sasuke who still seemed to be holding up his impassive front. The boy nodded, slowly, not really sure.

Finally, he replied, "Erm... 26?" Kakashi made a face that appeared to clearly state, 'Did you really just say that,' only making Haku only more at a loss.

And then, he smiled, resulting in even more of a surprise in the cross-dresser. "Right, Yukio-chan, 26...!" Kakashi stated, quickly writing down the answer on the whiteboard behind him with a dry-erase marker. "Now then, who can give me the answer to number eleven from homework, last night?"

After an already too-long-for-comfort class, made longer by Haku's seemingly nervous stares into space, the bell finally rang for second. He sighed, in relief, happy to get away from Sasuke for even a second. Haku swore that all during class, he could hear the stoic male beside him chanting words of cross-dressing and false identities like a mantra.

It was, obviously, all in his head, of course. And when he stood to leave, he realized that, as Haku peeked over at Sasuke, who was stuffing his folders into his bag. The spiky-haired male noticed this, a brief glare being his retort, as he up and left the room.

'Don't give me that look....' Haku scowled, arching a brow at the boy's leave. He was beginning to grow very loathsome of that stare, it having crossed Sasuke's features many times since Haku had met him. And the cross-dressing boy was beginning to grow tiresome of seeing it every time it appeared at even the slightest annoyance.

Pulling his bag onto his back, he strode out of the classroom quickly, not even caring to take a second glance at the note that had been posted earlier. It was swept to the back of Haku's mind, the current concern being whether or not Sasuke knew his secret.

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The girl stabbed at the lax doll in her hands viciously, her pink hair flying up with every dramatic thrust of the butter knife she'd chosen to use as her weapon. Lengthened suffering, she had said, starting to saw at the miniature, blonde figure's head with the tool. Of course, this only proved her lack of voodoo doll torture implements.

Sakura didn't even notice baffled stares she was receiving from her fellow schoolmates, as they passed her in the bustling hallways, the girl standing beside her half-open locker as she stabbed at the mini-Naruto in her hands. She had resolved that after every class, she would pull the doll out of her locker and attempt to torture it in any way that she could, hoping that at least one strand of the abuse would reach the real Uzumaki Naruto.

She could still remember the boy's haughty smile, from when she knew both him and Sasuke back in junior high. 'Meh, still the pervert he always was...' Sakura noted, her fiery glare seeming to burn through the cloth figure, as her sawing into his head increased tenfold. 'Who does he think he is, anyway, seducing mySasuke like that?!'

"What are you doing?" The sudden voice broke Sakura out of her thoughts, the girl jumping away from the sound as her hands tactlessly hid the cloth Naruto and butter knife behind her back. Her shoulders sagged as she saw who it was, the doll and knife both coming back out of their hiding places.

"Oh, Haku-kun...." she breathed, narrowing her gaze at him. Sakura's eyes automatically traced his form up and down, as he stood before her. Now that she thought about it, Haku looked better in the school's uniform skirt than she did. This only annoyed her further, as if the tiny Naruto she held, twisting it in her hands, wasn't enough. Her next words came out with an audible edge. "What do you want?"

"You're still playing with that little Uzumaki...?" he asked, ignoring her question. Haku made another grab for the miniature, this time failing as Sakura snatched it back behind her. He gave up after the first time, not wanting to instigate an encounter of the 'angered Sakura kind' in the hallways. "How will performing unknown afflictions upon little Uzumaki-san break up Sasuke-kun and he?"

'Again with the first name....' "Don't call him '-san'...!!" she retorted, stuffing both torture paraphernalia back into her locker before slamming it closed. "That dork doesn't deserve even having a name....!" Sakura seethed, glaring to the side.

"How so?" he questioned. Sakura returned her stare to him, Haku practically hearing the hiss of an angry rattlesnake as she did so. She wanted him to be on his unusually merry way, to leave her riled up by herself. And yet, here the cross-dressing weirdo was, asking her random questions. What was his bloody problem?!

"You were there!" she cried, crossing her arms and leaning against the cool metal of the lockers. She could feel them through her shirt, slightly easing the anger that had risen to her surface once more. "You saw him.... kissing... HIM....!" Sakura's words became more like furiously exhaled breaths nearing the end of her sentence.

Haku blinked. "You sure act familiar with this Uzumaki fellow." He tilted his head thoughtfully, folding his arms in front of himself. "Why haven't I ever heard of this particular ex of yours?"

Sakura flinched, jumping away from the lockers in surprise. "What?!" She punched the metal doors, her face a bright red from the mix of pure ferocity and embarrassment Haku had let loose in her. "If anything, we were acquaintances!!" A dull ache shot over her knuckles, crossed with the cold of the metallic surface. However, the girl ignored it with a passion.

Haku stepped back, staring at the lockers, then back at Sakura. And then, the familiar ringing of the school bell suddenly sounded above them, forcing the two back into reality. Haku nervously smiled, and went on his way, stating, "Tell me later," as he walked past the heated girl.

Her lips quirked into a lop-sided smirk of sorts, as she felt a twitch arise on her face. 'Someone up there must love him or something,' Sakura mused, whipping her backpack over her shoulder. She hurried through the corridors into her next classroom, not caring to notice the impatient stare of the teacher on her as she sat in her seat.

Back in junior high, the only thing she could remember about the blonde male was that.... well, he was annoying. 'The most irritating twit I've ever had the displeasure to be aware of.' Naruto had appeared to have a crush on the girl, much to her disgusted dismay. He would regularly say something to her that was libido-based in its form, and she would, in turn, smack the living daylights out of him.

And now, he was smooching Sasuke behind her back? Behind everyone's backs! And probably not only kissing... who knows what more the two boys have done under the cover of night!

Sakura shuddered at the thought, the girl beside her scooting partially away in fear of an oncoming illness. And then, a quite obvious thought struck her like a bolt of fan girl lightning. 'What if they.... at night.... together...?' Her thoughts were mixed and slurred until, their meaning apparent, but not until she was able to put them into words in her head. 'What if they... slept... together? As in, Sasuke's not clean? As in, no more hope for me?!'

She screamed, causing the jumping of many fellow female classmates, as Sakura stood breathlessly at her desk, staring down at its wooden surface. Iruka, the teacher of the class, stared at her, nonplussed.

"Haruno...?" he questioned, his eyebrows raised high. "Do you have to go see the nurse?" Hearing the words, the girl looked up at him, a distraught expression on her face. Nodding curtly, she turned and ran out of the room, not even bothering to grab her bag and things.

As Sakura rushed down the halls, she positively felt like bawling her eyes out, but couldn't find the heart to. What for? Just because she wouldn't be the one to steal Sasuke's heart? She had to look at the bright side; at least Ino wouldn't have as much of a chance, either. But still, he would never be hers. Her legs slowed to a pace even less than that of a walk.

"Sasuke-kun...." Sakura sighed, her arms hanging limply at her sides. Her brows were knitted in a cross between worry and grief. All the cursings and glares in the world couldn't help this situation. However, if she could manage to find a way to kill Naruto using only the voodoo doll of him....

"Sakura-chan?" The voice perked her head up, the girl gasping inaudibly. The spiky-haired teen stared at her from across the hall, a question in his dark eyes. She barely managed an uneven smile, cursing the irony of it all.

"Sasuke-kun, what a... er, surprise..." she said, rubbing the back of her neck with a hand. "What are you doing out of your classroom?" Sasuke blinked at the question.

"Exactly what I was going to ask you," he stated, closing the distance between them. They continued to walk, thought Sakura wasn't even sure she knew where they were going anymore.

"Erm, nurse's office," the girl replied, hesitantly. She kept her head straight, but couldn't help looking at him out of the corner of her eye. How Haku could resist attacking this male amorously in his sleep was beyond her. Who could deny that the shroud of secrets that veiled Sasuke was beguiling? That, and the boy's striking, physical features. If anything, she was sure that even a couple of the teachers at the school fancied him.

"How about you?" Sakura repeated her question from before, attempting to keep her mind away from things that could eventually turn into the gutter.

"Nothing." The answer was brisk, causing the girl to turn towards him, skeptically.

"Skipping?" she asked, the word sounding taboo on her tongue. And, when it came to Haruno Sakura, it was. And she thought it would've been the same for Sasuke.

He looked at her strangely. "Not in that way," Sasuke remarked. "Nothing, as in nothing suspicious. As in, my teacher sent me out to get something for her from the library." He quirked a brow at Sakura. "Did you honestly think I would skip class...?"

Her cheeks colored, the girl turning away to hide the tint. "N-no. I was just asking a simple question, that's all."

"Huh. Simple is right," he stated, his stoic features cracking for a smirk when she turned back to him angrily. After this, they walked in silence for a short while, Sakura knowing that he would have to turn away eventually to get to the hallway he needed. Finally, she drew enough courage to ask something that had been plaguing her mind since they'd ran into each other.

"Sasuke-kun...." she began, attempting to pretend this question was innocent by twirling a strand of her pink locks while staring straight ahead. "Erm, do you remember someone from junior high named.... uh, Uzumaki Naruto?"

Sasuke didn't falter at this, though he didn't answer quickly, either. He finally replied with a low, "Yes." Sakura looked at him, curious of what he would say next. "I remember that perverse moron," he added, causing Sakura to make a sound of confusion.

He turned to her, one brow arched. "Don't tell me you've forgotten. You were his main victim."

She shook her head, tersely. "Of course not...! I was just checking if you had...." The girl stared off to the side once more, before Sasuke stopped walking altogether. Sakura looked back at him, nonplussed, before realizing it was because that was where he was supposed to turn. "Um... guess I'll just be going this way, then," she said, smiling nervously.

Sasuke nodded, and walked away. As he disappeared behind a door in the corridor, Sakura stared after where he had been standing before, a look of confusion darkening her blue eyes. "What was... that...?"

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He released the breath he felt like he'd been holding since he left her side, leaning against the glass entrance of the library. 'Were both she and Yukio out last night...?' the male wondered, both brows furrowing at the thought. 'Both following me?' He scowled, before continuing into the borders of the library's narrow passageways.

In truth, Sasuke had been skipping class, but Sakura didn't need to know that. He just had to get away from that eccentric Yukio Haku, who shared his 1st, 5th, and 8th classes. And in each one of them, Haku sat right by him, caring not whether it was right or otherwise.

'She's a fool,' he mentally remarked, a hand coming up to sweep through his ebony spikes of hair. 'And why is she so intent on stalking that equally weird Mochi?'

Sasuke's eyes ran over the various titles of books that surrounded him, as the boy hid in their shelves' confines. The place was so deserted, that the school didn't even bother having a librarian. It wasn't like it mattered, anyway. With the onslaught of the internet and other modern apparatus, what use did books do if one could just as easily find the information on a computer?

This was good for him at the moment, however, because it meant next to no chance of him being discovered. And even if he was, if the person was a student, they most likely wouldn't tell on him. He was Uchiha Sasuke, after all. Only male student of the school, as far as he knew anyway, and favored among the student body's masses.

How he was made to be such was the real trick, however. How did he go about being accepted into an all-girl's school? What was the secret that so many other males of his age would kill and/or die to know? It was very simple, yet quite complex at the same time.

He pleaded to join. And not because he knew that he would be swarmed by legions upon legions of girls. Not because he thought that an all-girl's school would be easier, or anything ignorant like that. In fact, it was a lot harder for him, because in exchange for attending the school, he had to regard even more rules than the female students did. The reason why he wanted to, no, needed to be there was because of one thing.

It was either go to a school with nothing but girls in it, or have to deal with the temptation of seeing males everyday at a normal school. It was bad enough that he had to deal with the torrid feelings when he was in middle school, but he had known it would probably get worse the older he became. And it had. So much so that he pretty much forced himself to break away from the integrated ways of normality and join St. Ruto's.

Sasuke sat against one of the bookshelves, leaning his head back against the uneven spines of the books that stood in that particular row behind him. Okay, so he wasn't normal, himself. If anything, he was tainted. Even more so with the little affairs he was having with the blonde from his days of junior high. But did that bother him?

'It shouldn't... but it does.' He didn't want to be this way. Sasuke had always thought himself to be the best of any guy, haughty as that was. But, how perfect is a guy who can only find other males attractive? He made a sound of aversion, not even liking the thought. This was why he could not leave the school, no matter what. Naruto wanted him to forget trying to turn straight and just go to regular classes, but Sasuke remained adamant. He could only get better, right...?

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'The fourth day has come and gone, and still nothing,' Haku mused, glaring at the path ahead of him. He was walking back to the dorm, the giggling of girls rushing past him like waves, as everyone hurried back to their rooms. Haku hugged his books in front of his chest, as if they were a shield, the cross-dressing male paying attention to nothing but the ground below as he walked. How was he going to ask Zabuza why he had-

"Ah...!" The sky spun as Haku found himself tackled to the grass, his books spread around he and his 'attacker.' "What the...?" He quickly smoothed his skirt out, hoping no one saw anything of importance, and stared at the tackler in curiosity.

"I-I'm sorry! I wasn't looking," she apologized, frantically reaching over to gather all of Haku's books for him. "I'm so s-stupid, please don't be angry...!"

"Oh, no it's fine," he replied, getting a good look at the girl. She had short hair, and her anxious eyes were the oddest color he'd ever seen. Haku soon found himself staring, and quickly turned his gaze away when she looked up at him, holding all his things in both arms.

She stood, helping him up, and handed Haku's things back to him, before brushing herself off. He looked at her again. "Hey... aren't you Hyuga?" The girl nodded curtly, before brushing a hand through her hair, nervously.

"Mm-hm. Are you okay...? I-I'm sorry, again," she asked once more, avoiding eye contact with him as she spoke.

"Yeah, I'm fine," he said again, before noticing a crumpled paper jutting out of one of his text books. Haku pulled it out, Hinata blinking in surprise of it. "Oh... is this yours?" he asked, looking it up and down. She nodded again, not even bothering to take it back, and instead allowed him to read it.

It was another flyer for the drama class, with the same imp-like font stating its want for girls keen in acting. He didn't bother to read the smaller print, and just handed it back to the girl before him, Hinata hastily folding it up in her hands.

"Why were you running?" he asked, one brow raised in question. She looked away, a reddened tint in her expression.

"Er, um... because, I was hurrying to go and ask Mochi-sensei a question before he left," Hinata answered, receiving a wide-eyed stare from Haku. "Are you sure you're-"

"Why him?" Haku quickly asked, causing a jump from the girl. His words still held a soft kindness to them, but they sounded a bit more forced with the last statement.

She hesitated in answering. "Um... he's one of the teachers of the drama department." Haku grabbed her by the shoulders, Hinata too timid to pull back, as his books once again fell to the grass. "Wh-what are-?!"

"When does he leave?" he asked, his words more hurried than before.

"I-I'm not entirely sure but..." Hinata faltered, thinking, "but, I know he doesn't stay after school for very long...." Haku released her, nodding his thanks, and rushed in the other direction, opposite of the dorms; his path was heading towards the teacher parking lot. She blinked, noting the forgotten texts Haku had left in his wake. "Oh, my...."

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He had awakened to the sight of disappearing stars, their existence fading away with the coming sun. His silky hair was ruffled, as he sat up, the snow nearly covering his entire being. He found his hands and feet to be severely numb, but brushed the prickling pain aside. The male stood, his legs wavering at first before allowing him to stand straight. Where was he?

Suddenly, the memory of the day before flooded back, like a rush of icy water sweeping suddenly through a desert. Of course, he had....

The boy turned around swiftly, seeing the cause of his sleeping outside during a snowfall. A man, with that same cold in his eyes of the drifting ice from the sky stared back, his hands in his pockets. The boy cracked a weary smile at the sight, despite all that he'd been through for this man's words.

He'd said it would be good for him; that he was to do this if he wanted to never fall prey to others again. He was to prove he was more than some average human, and show no weakness. But, that was all the boy was: human. Even if he was made to not believe it himself, he still was.

His life could have easily been stolen over the night by the untainted snow. Could this have been called attempted homicide? Or a mere child's stupidity? Ignorance, or trust...?

The boy's face was flushed a pale red, as he made his way to the elder man, before finally collapsing into the other's arms. He couldn't feel his legs anymore. Would he die....? He held onto the man's arms, his unfeeling fingers shaking in both fright and cold.

The man looked down at the child, impassively, yet still holding him up. Did he honestly take such gratification out of the boy's torture? Was he some kind of sadistic madman?

Maybe so and maybe no....

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after notes: n.n; Heh. I really, really need to get better at these flashbacks... o.o;; Anywho, I've already got plans for the next couple chapters written up. XD And I've been loving the generous reviews you lovely girls and guys have been giving me. (dance dance revolutionizes) Hehe. I made this chapter longer for that. And, the next couple chapters will ((hopefully)) be just as long. Huzzah! Onto the reviews!!

((done in order of when they were given))

Fox: Thanky swanky! n.n; I try to make it interesting... I hope it continues to tickle your fancy in the future. XD

Renn: Really? Heh. I've sort of made Haku OOC here, because I honestly have no real clue how he would act in this sort of situation. To be truthful, I based his character here on his battle tactics. Myah, like how his witty comments are fast-thought of? Yeah, based on how speedy he is in a fight. XD Pretty cheap, maybe but.... eh, I'm a cheap lady. Thanks for the review...!! (smile)

Yaoilover S: Cool, er, 'kool' with a 'k?' xDDD That'd be cool if you could draw a picture for the story. Myah, I don't want to force you to.... O.o; I keep trying to draw scenes myself, and even I find it sort of hard ((then again, I'm one of those people who don't like their own stories. x3;; )). But, if you want to.... (innocent smile) The uniforms are fairly plain, nothing sailor-fuku like or anything like that. Just a basic white shirt, with a blue and green plaid skirt that ends above the knee. Oh, and a dark blue bowtie. XD As for Sasuke (if you feel the need to include spike-boy there), he wears dark blue pants and a white shirt, with a dark blue tie. Myah, spiffy. I based them off of my own uniforms when I was in elementary school.... x3 Haku and Sasuke are just fine by themselves. Again, this is just if you really want to......! (grin) Thank you for your reviews, either way! (hug)

Chou ni Natte: Yay, the awesome-ness! XD I'll try to make the future chapters even better, so that your looking-forward-nesses won't be in vain! Thank you for reviewing!!

Sobe: Is it really? A cute story? (blush) I wasn't originally planning for Naruto to be in it at all, but what the hey. Now that I've written up the ideas for the future chapters, he's actually going to be playing a pretty good part. Heh. Yay, Naruto! Hahaha, SasuHaku usually makes you barf? Myah! (cheesy grin) Oh, but I try to put new light on these unpopular couplings. Hehe, so is it working in your case? Yesss.... Zabuza and Haku forever. Mwahaha. Who doesn't love racy things bordering on pedophilia and whatnot. (drool) I'm odd, but that's okay! XD .......... O.o;;;;; Now that you've brought up the idea of Zabuza-san high-jumping.... I will be forced to have recurring day-nighmares during class. (shivers) And why is it the thought of him being in Sano's shorts the thing that seems to frighten me most? -.-0 Oh my.....

V(ery) G(orgeous) Jekyll: Yes, it became Naruto after much reconsidering. And, the story is going to turn out better because of it! (grin) That someone else is to be left a secret... mwahahaha. The flashback won't be for a while... er, I think. O.o; (has to recheck her files) Anywho, the only flashbacks that have been playing up until this chapter are Haku and Zabuza ones. n.n; But, believe me, the person that Sasuke is with in his soon-to-come flashbacks ((which sounds fairly redundant)) is one of the people I think he really should be with. (innocent smile) Well, he and Naruto-kun o' course. May as well include a threesome.... o.o;;;; Hm.