Author's Note: It's called a drabble. Look it up sometime… like NOW!

Disclaimer: Don't own Naruto.

No particular pairing. Use your imagination. Based on true feelings.

I watch you from afar.

I know you don't know that I'm watching you, but I know you can feel my gaze.

Sure enough, you pause and glance around, looking for the person who's watching you. Your eyes search intently for the ones you feel on you, but you cannot find them, can't you? Shifting uncomfortably, you turn back to your friends. I can see you stiffen when you laugh, trying desperately to ignore my piercing stare.

But you're not fooling anyone.

You know I'm watching you.

I know you know that I'm watching you.

You know that I know that you know.

I know that you know that I know that you know.

I am lost in this world that only you and I share. Sometimes… sometimes I wonder what would happen if everyone in the world would just vanish for a fleeting moment and you and I will be left alone. Will we talk and get along, or will we just pay no attention to each other? Somehow, I think the former will happen, because I feel like I already know you. But how can that be, when we've only spoken a few words to each other, words that didn't even mean anything at all? Why is it like somehow, through a flaw in fate's almighty plan, we're connected, and that maybe, just maybe, we might be meant for each other? But then again, we might just be two strangers who just meet by chance and wouldn't have anything to do with each other.

Even if such a thing happens, you know I'll still be watching.

Amidst this noise and all these thoughts crowding my head, you sweep them off like cobwebs with a brush of your hand. Once again, you persuade my mind to pay attention to you… and only you.

SHOOT! You almost caught my gaze! I can't believe I almost let you catch me!

Luckily, I am quickly able to look away, leaving you to speculate who kept on boring those holes into you.

You frown a little, a small, adorable pout, before turning your back.

I'm amused at the uneasiness I cause you, knowing that you look your best when you feel this way. So unknowing, so oblivious, so insecure. I know, because that's the way you always make me feel.

Others may think it's cruel to do this to you, but this is only for what you are doing to me.

Why do I turn my head whenever you walk by? Why do I smile for no reason at all?

I'd never really paid attention to you when I first saw you, so why am I feeling this way now? The way my heart flutters when you smile with that bar of white teeth, the way I want to jump up and scream whenever you're in the room?

Why me? And why you? Why us?

Maybe it's those dark locks and hopelessly unfathomable eyes; maybe it's just the way you move, or maybe it's the deep, soothing richness of your voice. When you run your hand through your soft hair, when your brow creases when something interests you. How you'd suddenly smile when you hear a familiar song and the wavering way you sing along to it, or how you just sit quietly in one corner staring into space with a wistful look on your face… what is it?

It isn't a crush; that's for sure. It is most certainly not just a mere infatuation, because… because, well, just because. It doesn't feel that way. It feels like something deeper, profound, almost like… love?

No, no! It can't be love! This is not love! Sure, it's more than friendship, if it can be called that, and it's more than a crush, yet it isn't love… so, WHAT THE HELL IS IT?

I still don't know. I've been watching all this time, yet I still don't know.

But I'm determined to find out.

I will continue waiting, searching.

Until then, I'll be watching you from afar.

I'm begging you to review. Please, please review. I wanna know how it was.