I'm still going to continue with Crescent Embrace but it will take some time to finish as I need to adjust and make some plans for the story. On top of that, uni is my first priority. However, I still love to write!

So to compensate for that, I'm having a go at doing some One-shot AU's and will just be posting them here randomly.

If anyone has any ideas or otp's they want me to write, I wouldn't mind looking into it.

This first one is a SasuHina and I can't remember where I found this AU but I've had it saved for quite some time now.

"I called the wrong number and started talking about my life and you only interrupted me after a few a few minutes of me revealing some pretty personal stuff and now you're invested in my life troubles"

Hope you all enjoy!

Sasuke gritted his teeth as he opened the door to his shared apartment. To say it was a mess was an understatement. Sasuke prided himself on being neat and tidy. It was ironic that his roommate was the exact opposite. He always knew from the beginning it was a horrible idea to rent an apartment together with Naruto. Yet, the blonde had kept relentlessly nagging him into it and it was beginning to irritate Sasuke to the point that he stupidly agreed to it.

Thus, here he was a year later in a grubby looking apartment. Dirty laundry – he assumed it was unclean as it was on the floor – was scattered about. Sasuke sighed as he scanned around the place. It was decorated in beer bottles, take-away boxes, various flavours of cup ramen and the occasional pizza box here and there. However, it was when his eyes made it the couch that he had lost all self-control. There on his couch (Sasuke had bought it) was a woman, sleeping as soundly as ever. Sasuke knew damn well she was naked, as the blanket did not cover her naked shoulder. Plus, it explained the random pieces of woman clothing he spotted earlier.

Sasuke seethed, pivoting his way out of the apartment and slammed the door shut behind him. He pulled out his phone, quickly making his way to his recent phone calls to talk to a certain idiot. Sasuke groaned, as he brought the phone to his ear. Naruto is really going to get it from me this time.

At the sound of the call being connected, Sasuke began his assault.

"Fuck you! I leave for five days and you trash the apartment?! What the fuck, Naruto? The living room is not you're fucking laundry basket you asswipe. Also, what are you a child? Throw out your rubbish, I could barely see a spot that was not contaminated with your garbage! And don't leave a random girl in our apartment by herself, especially on my couch," Sasuke pinched his nose and sighed, "I swear to god, if you fucked her on the couch I'm going to kill you."

Sasuke released a breath, waiting for Naruto to respond. He frowned, when he heard no response.

"Naruto?" He questioned.

Again there was no reply.

"Naruto you better –"

"Um… I – I think you have the wrong number," a quiet, female voice replied.

Sasuke froze. He was embarrassed and too shocked to even conjure an excuse.

"What?"

"This is the number for the pizza delivery shop in –"

"Oh for fuck's sake," he muttered.

"I'm sorry Naruto trashed the apartment…he really is like a child."

Sasuke nodded his head, "I'm glad I'm not the only one who agrees that Naruto is – wait, do you know Naruto?"

The girl on the phone giggled, "Yes, he's actually a regular here. I'm assuming we're talking about the same Naruto."

"He's blonde and an idiot. Does that sound about right?"

"Um yes," she replied.

"Well, the next time you see him, tell him Sasuke said that he's a dick and I'm moving out."

Sasuke knew the latter was a lie. He would simply just live in a hotel for a few days to cool himself down. It also gave time for Naruto to clean up his mess.

"I – I can't say that!" She exclaimed in a panicking tone.

"Why not? I can't be bothered to yell at him again now."

"Because he isn't really…" she trailed off.

"Hmm?"

"It's not my business… but I am in the pizza business, did you want to order a pizza?" She asked trying to change the subject.

"I feel like I'm going to puke if I see another pizza box," he grunted, "and don't change the subject."

"Um, please don't actually kill him. He talked highly about you so…"

Sasuke clicked his tongue, "I'm sure he also told you I was a bastard. It's true. So, pass on the message for me."

"Um…Only if you order something," she quickly said.

Sasuke twitched his eye. Is she trying to?

"My managers been staring at me for a bit now. So if I don't come back without an order I'm in trouble," she explained.

"And how is this my problem?"

"You're the one who dialled the wrong number."

"Then you should've hung up the moment you knew it wasn't an order," he retorted.

"Um, well I felt a little bad. So I thought it was good if you got it off your chest."

Sasuke groaned, "Look – sorry what was your name?"

"Hinata."

"Look, Hinata, I've had a very stressful time away for work and coming back to a filthy apartment was not what I had in mind. The last thing I need is a girl taking pity on me."

"I'm not pitying you…" she sighed, "I just thought it helped if you had someone to rant away to."

He sighed, leaning his head against the wall. Sasuke had nothing else to say but he couldn't really bring himself to hang up.

"Um, we don't just do pizza. So if you need to rant more about Naruto or anything I'm – I - Um, we also do coffee?"

He chuckled at her awkwardness and for some reason he decided to take her up on her offer.

"Alright, coffee."

"Coffee," she agreed as if they had made some sort of pact.