“You were shouldn’t over work yourself,” I sighed, turning my head so that I could catch his reaction. And, as I had expected, Naruto rolled his eyes. 
                          

                          
“We’ve just made up, and you’re already going to start lecturing me? C’mon, I’m a ninja now! I can take it!”
                          

                          
I closed my eyes, pausing only to massage my temples. I cant believe how I had almost forgotten how loud he was. It would definitely take time to get used to it, again.
                          

                          
“I just…I worry about you. I’m scared you don’t know your limitations, Naruto. And, that’s dangerous. Once day you’ll get yourself killed from being so reckless.” He laughed, making me twitch beside him. This is what I get for worrying about him. Not a 'you really don’t have to worry, really. I’ll be fine’ or maybe even a ‘thank you’. No. Instead, I get laughed at.
                          

                          
Naruto stopped himself, sitting up to lean over me. Even in the darkness, I could see the way his eyes lit up with determinacy- the ferocious look of a dream burning brightly.
                          

                          
“Don’t worry about silly things like that. This is nothing. Especially for the future Hokage. Believe it.”  His words hung in the air, temporarily hindering my body from moving. But, the young Uzumaki’s smile was contagious, filling my own face with a wide grin. It felt nice, smiling with my best friend, again.
                          

                          
~        ~        ~
                          

                          
“Hitomi, wake up! C’mon, don’t be so lazy~!” I groaned, flailing my arm around. Where was the damn off button?
                          

                          
“What are you- ow! What was that for?”  I squeezed one eye open, peeking through my eyelashes. Lazily smiling, I realized it wasn’t the alarm clock that had been making all of that noise. But, rather, an infuriating blonde, who unfortunately did not have an off button. 
                          

                          
I sat up, brushing the hair out of my face. “I thought you were the clock,” I admitted sheepishly, identifying the broken particles on the floor of what had once been the very thing. Oops. 
                          

                          
Naruto grumbled, rubbing the bump that had appeared on his forehead. To which, I couldn’t help but to feel mildly proud of. Even in sleep, I had good aim.
                          

                          
“You should know by now not to wake me up. It’s your own fault, really.”
                          

                          
“I just wanted to see if you would come train with me, for the chunin exams and all.”
                          

                          
I groaned, getting out of bed to find something to wear. It didn’t bother me that I was clad in only underwear and one of Sasuke’s shirts. After all, I’m sure Naruto has seen more of me, anyways. Doesn’t every little kid take baths with their best friends, when they were little?
                          

                          
Although, I suppose now, circumstances have been slightly altered. 
                          

                          
“Really? You had to come wake me up for that? Couldn’t you have gotten Sakura to train with you, or something?” I lazily pawed through my section of the closet, looking for something that fit my mood. Compared to my side, it seemed as if Sasuke’s was completely untouched. How exactly was that boy able to live so neatly?
                          

                          
“C’mon, Hitomi! I’ll treat you to ramen, afterwards? The old man’s having a special, today!”
                          

                          
“The last time you ‘treated’ me to ramen, I ended up broke!” I lifted up a pair of black sweatpants, deciding I didn’t exactly have a reason to dress up. I slipped them on, not even bothering to change my shirt. What would it matter if I did?
                          

                          
Naruto held out his wallet, the beady eyes of its stuffed eyes staring at me, “I’m serious. You can hold my money to make sure I don’t hold back, this time. I’ll let you eat all you want. Just, please, help.” I scrunched up my face, eying the ugly frog. Was he really that desperate?
                          

                          
I sighed, pushing his hand away, “Just let me eat first, okay?”
                          

                          
He nodded, taking my hand and skipping to the kitchen. Maybe I should have stuck with ignoring him, after all.
                          

                          
!*~*~*~*~*~*~*!
                          

                          
I feel like I haven’t slept in forever .__. Jk. Don’t even remember when is the last time I did. 
                          
I feel sufficiently awk. But, has anyone else seen the character designs for Sakura’s parents? Jtfo. Dying xx
                          
And, I’m trying to patiently wait for the season finale for the Legend of Korra, but I swear on my Pringles grave if it is not uploaded soon, I will just eat my computer. Ugh. I wanna watch. Thanks to tumblr, I keep getting spoilers and it’s making me cry. 
                          
Yeah, well, adios. Drowing in my fan girl tears because nothing is going my way. 
                          

                          
Happy Readings~!