Disclaimer: I do not Own Naruto ( stupid thing...)

Warnings: Shonen-ai, Fluff maybe Yaoi later. if you do not know what these words mean, then do not read any further until you find out!

Author's notes: Yeah...this is off the top of my head, please R&R! My first story, please give me advice, not flames. I'll update the story whenI can becuase i really don't exactly know whereI'm going with this and besides i have lots of homework, sooo enjoy! and please R&R!

Chapter 1/2: Prologue

When It All Started

I listened to the night sounds outside our window in the tinyfour room apartment my teammates and I shared for the mission we were currently on. Rolling over in my bed, I faced the bed across from my own. In the bed, there lay a light, at least in my eyes. I smiled as the boy in the other bed seemed to brighten up the room with simply being there. But then, as I thought, he wasn't really brightening the room, only my heart. I felt my smile soften.

I watched as Naruto's chest rose and fell in rhythmic breathing. I could almost feel the warmth seeping from the boy, and I wanted to lie next to him, be with him. I closed my eyes and banished the thought to the back of my mind. You shouldn't think that way! I scolded my self. I opened my eyes again and heard the soft breathing as Naruto continued to sleep, oblivious to my feelings. As I watched him, I felt at peace and happy, I hadn't felt this way since my family had been killed, which was a while ago.

I didn't know when I had started to feel this way about the blonde haired boy. It wasn't as if I woke up one day and decided on it. It had seemed to happen gradually. I first started noticing during the battle with Haku and Zabuza. My body had moved involuntarily to block the onslaught of needles that were aimed for Naruto. So, without thinking, I had sacrificed my life for him.

After that specific incident I found myself watching him constantly, almost to the point of obsession. I knew his day and night pattern. I knew things even he himself might not know. I realized, from watching him sleep, that he was lonely, maybe as lonely as me. I saw him squirming in his sleep, crying silent tears, dreaming, but what they regard I can only guess. I felt that he was sad, suffering deep down inside, that he only let out when he was alone, a sorrow that he could not escape. In the mornings, he would be his normal cheerful self, but I knew differently. I once asked him if he was ok, he looked at me, startled, and then replied that he was. I think he suspected me of my nightly escapades or something alike, because he avoided me the rest of the day. But now that I think of it, it was kind of off character for me, showing concern for someone else. I guess this is how everything started.


Hey ho everybody, hope you liked it, please review. I'm not sure when i'll get around to typing the first chapter, buutt hopefully soon. Otherwise i'll post another story i'm working on, Blind Date, but i lost the disk, sooo, once i find it I'll post. its prolly stuck in some corner of my computer room. I tend to do that> ...ok enough with the ramblings! now for Chapter 1, the REAL Chapter One. This really iss short (just looked at preview), i'm sorry.