AN: So, someone pointed out that I have said that Sasuke's parents died in a car accident in the second chapter, and I did. I completely forgot about it and said a complete different story in the last chapter about Sasuke's parents kicking him out. I'll go back and change it, but the story I'm going with is that his parents kicked him out. Sorry if I confused you.

Omg! I'm sorry I've kept you waiting for so long! First I was grounded for the longest time and then I was just SO busy! From school, my girlfriend, drama club, friends, finding a job, and to trying to find me time… it's impossible to keep up with a dead-line. I'll try to write more though you guys. Thanks for the support (:

Warnings: Same as the last chapter

Disclaimer: Um… So… The Masashi-man kind of took the document and then stomped off to his little corner where he reads fan mail. I'm not sure where we stand right now.

"Masashi-Man! Do you still love muh?"



*covers ears*

Chap 6:

The moon was fully awakened and the chilly night air was setting in. It never really got cold in Konoha, not even in the winter, but it was chilly that particular night. I could smell the alcohol that was emitting from the club, even in the parking lot, and shivered. I hated working at that one particular club. It was always so depressing and exploiting. In other clubs I could at least keep my dignity.

I cleared any throat of anything that may have been in there and started walking towards the back door. I heard gravel crunching under my black shoes and could see the bouncer standing at the door. When I had first started working at clubs bouncers always made me feel so intimidated, but years of working around them can change that.

Once I got to the door the bouncer had already opened it and was allowing me to enter. The club smelled heavily of alcohol and other substances that the human nose couldn't identify and had flashing lights on every stage and pole. I tightened my grip on my messenger bag and started walking towards my pole when I saw a large mop of grey hair that didn't seem to know the laws of gravity. There was only one person with that kind of hair and that was my new next door neighbor.

I never noticed him at any of the clubs and never imagined the pervert to be at that particular one. I walked through the crowd a little ways and saw him grinding a man that looked to be in his late twenties. Kakashi was wearing a tight pair of black pants with a black button-down shirt that seemed to be losing buttons.

I walked up behind him and started grinding on his backside while I started talking with him. "What are you doing here?"

He turned his head a little and coal eyes immediately clashed. The man that Kakashi was dancing with before seemed to be forgotten when Kakashi turned around and started returning the grinding. I had to admit that he was an excellent dancer, but nothing compared to me.

We continued our dance while Kakashi replied, "I'm a perverted homosexual. What else am I supposed to do? Just masturbate at home?"

I nodded my head in understanding and turned on my heal to go back towards my stage. Kakashi never hollered for me to return so I just assumed that he retrieved another dance partner. Once I was standing at my pole I started to let the music take its hold on my body. I swayed my hips to the beat and began to pull my clothes off, one article at a time.

My pants were off in the crowd, no where to be seen, and my shirt was ripped to shreds. I looked over my shoulder to see the crowd that I had attracted and it was in that moment that every feeling in my body just drained. I saw Naruto grinding with that perverted, grey haired man. What was he thinking doing anything with that man?

In one fluid motion I grabbed my bag and started to leave when Demetric, the club owner, stopped me. "What in the hell are you doin?"

I turned my head so I was staring directly into his pale eyes and said, "I'm going home! Now let me go!"

He spun me around and pointed towards a room that had curtains hiding the entrance. I knew what he meant, I didn't have to do the pole dancing, but he would force me to strip in The Sex Room. I gladly accepted because anything was better then watching the boy that I loved dancing with some pervert.

I walked in the room and quickly got onto the platform that had a few men dancing on it. Once I was actually standing on the platform and about to dance a few men got off until there was only one man in his boxers. I pulled what clothes I had left on, off and started dancing. I felt the man behind me grinding on my ass, but I didn't care.

I continued swaying my hips to the music, but I couldn't shake the feeling that someone was watching me. I opened my eyes and saw Naruto standing there, just watching me dance. Anger suddenly flared inside me when I remembered why I was in that room to start with. I covered my cock before I reached to get my boxers from the floor, but I didn't stop there. I stomped over to where he was and backed him into the wall.

Through my anger I didn't care what spilled from my lips and it showed with what I said next. "Uzumaki! What the fuck are you doing here?"

My breathing was labored and I wasn't sure what to say. I was about to whisper something to him when he yelled back. "What the fuck do you mean? You said I could come here if I needed you!"

He was right. I had said that he could come here, but I didn't say that he could grind with Kakashi. I leaned down and whispered, "I need you to get out of here and go back home. I'll be there soon."

I turned around so I could grab my extra set of clothes from my bag. I slipped my clothes on and swung my bag over my body before walking towards the parking lot. Naruto was already gone and so was his car. I hopped onto my motorcycle and drove back towards home.

Why am I getting so worked up over that little dance anyways? It's not like we're dating anyways. I just love him and he doesn't return the feelings. He said that he was straight; so, why was he dancing with Kakashi in the first place? Am I missing a piece of the puzzle or something? Maybe that's what it is. I need to apologize to Naruto and get his side of the story. I let the cool, night air clear my head as I drove my motorcycle to my, no, our apartment.

A few minutes later I was opening the apartment door hoping to find a sleeping Naruto, but instead, I found a note and it read:


I'm staying with Kakashi for the night.


I looked over the note a few more times to make sure that I was reading it correctly. Staying with Kakashi? Who in their right mind would do that? I thought about it for a little longer and remembered that I had seen him at the club that night. Could Naruto have run into him? I hadn't introduced him to Kakashi, nor had I told him to stay away from him.

I walked into my bedroom and sat down on the bed that Naruto had recently been sleeping on. I buried my face in my palms and sat there in hopes that Naruto would return soon.

~To Be Continued~

AN: Once again… I'm so sorry it took so long. It's summer break now so I should have a lot more time on my hands. Which means more chapters faster. I love you guys! PLEASE R&R!


(Accidentally deleted my e-mails with the reviews ^^; Sorry)