What's there to love? (sasunaru yaoi)

Part 3

(naruto pov)

when i woke up my clock flashed 2:31 am. i couldn't sleep, how could such a good dream end up with me waking up feeling like crying? for no reason at all. i felt crap. i wanted to cry, scream and just curl up as to never to see the light of day again. the bad feeling rippling an seeping through my every pore building up to drown out my happy thoughts. the emotional waves attempting to sweep me away into a panic attack.

morning ~(9 am)

kiba called again and i think he could hear the deadness in my voice and demanded we hang out again.

(sasuke pov)

after the whole laser tag incident, i was intriuged to say the least about naruto's secretiveness towards his home. i felt my mind rush to the worse possibility, abuse? no i never saw bruises. then again wouldn't they be hidden? i asked itachi to check it out (well begged but i don't like admiting it) after he came home he told me that because his idiot friends wrecked the plan to see where he lived, he couldn't give him a ride home. however he did say that he swear he saw him circle back to the block of apartments that he had followed him to.

kiba texted everyone early and decided we should all hang out at the park. when i was walking there i noticed naruto was there waiting with headphones in. quite loudly may i add, i could hear 'it never ends' by bring me the horizon, streaming through. i sat next to him and he waved to me his brilliant blue eyes seemed to produce their own glow as they washed over me i could feel a tingling sensation swirl my brain to mush. however the feeling was quickly swept away when i saw a scarily sad emotion flicker across his eyes but i couldn't place it because it was gone as quickly as it had come. i didn't have another chance to look again as 'the gang' came barrelling towards us. shino, gaara, neji and choji started their own conversation leaving the rest of us out however we all quickly split up into our own small groups to talk and i could see naruto next to kiba struggling to keep a smile on his face. i had seen enough fake ones from sai to recognise the one that adorned naruto's tired features. had he cried? i felt a swarm of anger lurch in my gut. what happened to him i wanted to know more. he seemed to say the most yet he was the one we knew the least about.