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This is Not a Game [Complete]	By : JaydenNara Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2211 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 7
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The feedback on the last chapter was amazing, thanks so much! This chapter gave me a bit of trouble writing, so make sure you let me know what you think.

Pushing

"Why do I have to go?" Naruto practically whined. He threw his head back, slouching against the seat, a low moan of exasperation escaping his pink lips.

Rolling his eyes, Kyuubi debated whether or not to ignore his brother. "Sasuke is your responsibility Naruto," he said, deciding to answer the obvious question. "We're going to a party; therefore you need to watch him."

It also happened to be a ploy to get the boy into the younger Uchiha's company; the teen was working wonders on him. Ever Naruto had started protecting the youngest Uchiha, he had become a different person, laughing, smiling, joking, and he had even started pranking people again. No one had been subjected to a Naruto prank in over five years, and sadly, some had missed it.

"Yeah, I caught that part when you were wrestling me into your car against my will," the blond groaned in frustration, recalling how he ended up in the car in the first place.

Earlier that evening, Kyuubi had thrown an outfit at the blond, ordering him to change, informing him that they were leaving in ten minutes. His first clue should have been the outfit, but of course it didn't click with the blond, he was far too trusting when it came to his elder brother. It wasn't until he was unable to escape, trapped in the elevator on their way to the parking garage that his brother told where they were going.

Kappa Sigma Chi was throwing a party, and Kyuubi and Itachi were going. Since Sasuke usually accompanied his brother to these events, Naruto was forced to attend as well.

"What I don't get," the younger Uzumaki continued. "Is why we couldn't just send in a few agents as guests and be done with it? I wouldn't have to go then." He crossed his fingers, praying Kyuubi would agree.

"Stop being anti-social," the older Uzumaki ordered. The red mustang pulled up to the Uchiha Manor, the younger agent still fuming in the passengers' seat. Kyuubi climbed out of his car, and walked around to his brothers' door. "Get out Nar," he demanded impatiently when his brother stubbornly stayed put.

"Bite me," growled the blond. He sighed heavily, crossing his arms over his chest. "I'm tired Kyuu. We've been up since four this morning," he reminded the redhead quietly, referring to the sensor that had been tripped that morning that had turned out to be a cat jumping the wall.

Springing forward, Kyuubi pried the blond from the vehicle, dragging him to the front door. "Suck it up," said the redhead, knocking on the large oak door with the large brass knocker. The pair waited, Naruto growling irritably until the door swung open to reveal the youngest Uchiha. "Yo! Itachi-chibi!" Kyuubi exclaimed happily.

A thin eyebrow was raised in mild curiosity. "What the hell are you two doing here?" the raven asked sharply. He was pleased at his ability to hide how excited he was to see Naruto standing on his front step.

Pouting, Kyuubi pushed by the smaller boy, entering the now familiar house. "We're guests you should be nicer."

"You're not a guest," countered the young raven. "You've been here every day this week, though I suppose Naruto is a guest since he only ever drops me off." He tilted his head to the side thoughtfully, a gesture both Uzumaki's found adorable.

"He's so cute," swooned Kyuubi. He noticed out of the corner of his eye his little brother scowl at him, and decided to annoy him further. The younger boy could do nothing as the redhead swooped in and hugged the squirming teen. "If I didn't have your sexy older brother, I'd definitely go for you."

"He's underage," came a voice from behind them. The group turned to find Itachi making his way down the stairs.

Kyuubi rushed forward, hugging the older raven tightly, and planting a wet kiss on a pale cheek before resting his head on the others shoulder. "You know I only love you!" the red head cried.

Naruto's mouth fell open in disbelief. "Is it just me, or is Itachi blushing?" he asked his friend beside him, who was equally stunned.

Sasuke nodded mutely, not use to his brother show any sort of weakness around anyone but family. The image Itachi portrayed in public put Sasuke's cold bastard act to shame. Sasuke might have been the ice price, but Itachi was definitely the king, even putting his own father to shame at times.

Itachi rolled his eyes pretending to be annoyed, but he made no move to remove the affectionate man from his person. "To answer your question otouto," said Itachi. "Kyuu and I are heading to a party one of the fraternities is throwing at the University. Did you want to come?"

"You going dobe?" Sasuke asked teasingly, finally taking in the blonds' appearance. His crush's toned body was perfectly displayed under a black fishnet shirt and white skinny jeans, the blue crystal hanging around his neck. The blond looked every bit the bronze god Sasuke believed him to be.

"Obviously teme," the blonde responded, his voice equally as teasing. "I'm here am I not." He put his hands on his hips, unconsciously displaying his body for the occupants of the room. He completely missed Sasuke's eyes roving over his body, too busy scowling at his brother's chuckles.

"Usuratonkachi," Sasuke muttered, tearing his gaze away from the hard muscular body before him.

Hearing the insult, the cool blue stare shot back to the pale raven. "You should be nicer to me, bastard," the younger agent spat, though his tone was still friendly. "What if I decided not to protect you from your crazed fans."

"Hn." The smaller teen crossed his arms over his chest, looking indifferently away. "As if I need an idiot like you to defend me." A small smirk stole over his features at the sharp intake of breath his comment produced.

"You weren't saying that at school on Monday when you were chased by a pack of rabid fan girls," Naruto shot back with a wide grin. He was enjoying their argument as he did every other they had, and they happened often.

"Hn."

Infectious laughter rang out through the foyer. "You need to improve your vocabulary," the blond joked, knowing he'd won.

Sasuke opened his mouth to retort, but was cut off by his older brother.

"Okay, enough you two," said Itachi, intervening before things got out of hand. Both he and Kyuubi were sick of their gaze ping ponging between the two, and the last thing they needed was a brawl in the front hall. He shrugged off his boyfriends hold, and moved towards the door hoping the others would take the hint.

"Yeah, really," said the redhead, ushering them towards the door. "You two fight like an old married couple." He inwardly cheered and threw a smirk over his shoulder at his boyfriend. They both relished in the twin blushes on the two younger boys faces.

The party was in full swing by the time the group of four arrived at the frat house. Itachi was immediately dragged off by and eager Kyuubi, but not before warning his brother to be responsible. He didn't even bother to tell him not to drink knowing full well he'd be ignored. The best he could hope for was that the younger raven would keep his wits about him and stay out of trouble.

Itachi found a drink being pushed into his hand. He glanced down to see the typical red cup of beer and wrinkled his nose in distaste. He usually preferred more sophisticated drinks, but at a frat party you took what you could get. Glancing over at his date, he saw the redhead had already downed his first drink and was grabbing his second.

"Relax 'Tachi," the older man purred, snagging the raven around the waist and reeling him in. A soft tanned cheek nuzzled the pale skin of the Uchiha's neck. "Itachi-chibi will be fine with Nar, I promise. Try to enjoy yourself."

"Hn." The Uchiha took a sip of his drink, and grimaced. "That's just disgusting. How can you drink this," he asked the redhead holding him.

"Years of practice," laughed Kyuubi. "I'll be back. Try to at least get one beer in your system." He pressed a quick kiss to his boyfriends' lips before releasing him and disappearing into the swaying crowd.

Before Naruto and Kyuubi and picked up the brothers, it had been decided that the redhead would be the one to scout out the house. Their number one priority was keeping the two Uchiha's safe, partying came second. Neither of them would drink heavily.

As soon as Kyuubi was out of sight, Itachi sighed. He wasn't much for parties of this nature. The only reason he was standing in the Kappa Sig house was because the sons of many of the wealthiest business families were in attendance. Having Kyuubi along was the only bearable thing about the evening, though if he had it his way, he would have put in a quick appearance with Sasuke, and left after about an hour.

"Uchiha Itachi," a low voice whispered in his ear. "I haven't seen you for a long while."

"I suggest you leave," Itachi growled, spinning around to face the man behind him.

The only way the man could be described would be disturbing. He stood at least a foot taller than Itachi's five ten frame; his hair short blue spikes, with his pale skin, with gill like scars on his face, almost seeming to have a blue tint to it. He flashed a smile, showing his sharp, pointed teeth.

"Now why would I do that?" the man asked, taking a step forward. "This party just got a whole lot more interesting."

Refusing to show weakness, the raven stood his ground. "What do you want Kisame," Itachi hissed. He held back the gasp of surprise when a large hand shot out, catching him behind the neck and pulling him towards the dangerous man.

"You."

Cold onyx eyes narrowed dangerously as Itachi glared at the man. "Back off."

"No," Kisame snarled. A hand quickly grasped the raven's arm in a bruising grip, pulling Itachi closer.

"Let me go!" Itachi demanded. There wasn't much he could do without causing a scene, and the last thing he needed, or wanted was to end up on the cover of the tabloids, again. The last time he took the front page had been their epic public break up, but that had been necessary.

The tall blue man leaned forward, licking the shell of the Uchiha's ear. "You were mine once," he whispered. "You will be mine again, Itachi."

"We had a nice run Kisame," the raven murmured, his voice anything but friendly. "But it's over."

"A nice run?" Kisame quietly yelled into Itachi's face. "Is that what you call it? We dated for a week and a half before you left me high and dry."

The relationship had started out well, Kisame had been the sweetest man in the world, but it wasn't too long before he turned nasty. To call Kisame abusive was being polite, and to top it off, he was after something, but as to what, the Uchiha didn't know. Within a few days, Itachi knew he couldn't live with the man, and tried to break it off, but things were dragged out mostly due to Kisame refusing to let go.

Their contact became angry and heated versus defensive and just a little scared. Itachi tried to leave as soon as things went south, but at first he couldn't. It took a little while before he was able to completely leave the blue haired man. After struggle through much abuse, the raven had finally been able to cut ties in a very public display, forcing Kisame to accept his fate.

"You weren't what I was looking for," the Uchiha defended fiercely.

"Oh really? What..."

"I believe the man has asked you to release him."

Kisame's head jerked towards the interruption to see a tanned redhead that rivalled his height. He growled at the intruder.

The trapped Uchiha almost sighed with relief at the arrival. He relaxed into the arm that suddenly encircled his waist, but kept his dark glare firmly fixed on the man in front of him.

Kisame released the raven, and took a step back, his glare moving from the Uchiha to the Uzumaki. "Who the hell do you think you are?" he barked out.

Ignoring the blue haired man, Kyuubi pressed his lips to Itachi's temple. "You okay?" he whispered. He gave the smaller man a quick comforting squeeze when Itachi nodded mutely. Even though the Uchiha kept up his cold exterior, he could tell the younger man was a bit shaken. "Now if you'll excuse us," Kyuubi said to the seething Kisame. "We're going to go enjoy the party."

The blue haired man moved forward again, intent on getting in Itachi's face, but suddenly, Kyuubi was in front of him, blocking the man from the raven.

"Get out of my way," Kisame ordered the meddling redhead. "This doesn't concern you."

"I beg to differ," Kyuubi shot back, shifting his protective stance, making sure to keep himself between the two exes. "Anything that involves my boyfriends' safety concerns me."

It was the first time either one of them had called the other their boyfriend, publicly or not. Both men felt a pleasant warmth at the title of their relationship, it felt right.

"Boyfriend?" Kisame laughed snidely. "Is that what you think you are? I'll have you know I hold the record for Itachi's longest relationship. You want to know what it is?" A large grin spread over his face, showing off his pointed teeth.

The redhead felt Itachi tense behind him, causing him to raise an eyebrow. A hand twisted in the back of his black t-shirt, clutching at him almost desperately. It seemed the Uchiha didn't want Kyuubi to hear the answer.

"A whole week and a half," the man praised mockingly. "He'll chew you up and spit you out as soon as he deems you unworthy."

To Itachi and Kisame's surprise, the Uzumaki snorted. "Not that it's any of your business, but I'll have you know, Itachi and I have been seeing each other since the beginning of the year." Kisame looked shocked. "Right," Kyuubi said happily, half turning to slide a tan arm around his boyfriend's waist. "Let's go dance."

Watching the two depart, Kisame mulled over the encounter. He wanted the Uchiha for the fame, fortune, and power, and he was going to get what he wanted one way or another. A large ugly smirk found its way onto his face as he remembered an important detail. Uchiha Itachi had a younger brother, and that would do. After all, he had everything Itachi did, but he was more impressionable and easier to manipulate.

Sitting back in the overstuffed couch, Sasuke looked around the frat house, taking in the pulsing lights, and swaying bodies. As much as he loved to brag that his older brother took him to university parties, he didn't enjoy them all that much. In fact, he found them to be somewhat of a drag.

Naruto had told him to relax while he went and scrounged up a few drinks for them. The raven had only been sitting for a few minutes, but he was already bored. It was going to be a long night for him. Usually Itachi and Sasuke only did a social call, greeting a few key people, making sure they were seen, before disappearing for the night. Unfortunately, that didn't seem the case tonight, Kyuubi and Naruto liked to party.

The lumpy couch dipped bedside the young Uchiha as someone took a seat. The movement jolted Sasuke out of his thoughts and back to the present. "Took you long en..." he trailed when he turned to see the large blue haired man sitting next to him." Ki-kisame?" Sasuke sputtered out the name, struggling to veil his shock. He must have done an adequate job of showing disgust because the older man pouted.

"You don't seem happy to see me Sasuke-kun," the elder man said, faking heartbreak.

"Should I?" the young raven asked coldly. "You're nothing but an abusive asshole that terrorized my brother."

The memories of Itachi's time with Kisame broke the younger Uchiha's heart. He never wanted to see his brother treated that way. More importantly, he didn't want to be treated that way, and he would do anything in his power to prevent it.

Fury shot through the blue haired man's eyes, his hands shot out, landing on either side of the pale boy, trapping him in place. He leaned forward, forcing Sasuke to lean back into the arm of the couch. A low chuckle escaped as his took in the quivering boy before him. "Not so brave now, are we?" the man laughed cruelly. "Now be a good little boy and give me what I want."

A tanned hand came down squeezing the pale arm of Kisame in a death grip

"I thought I got rid of you already," Kisame growled in annoyance. If people kept stepping in, he was never going to get what he wanted. He looked up to find a younger blond with the same startling blue eyes of the redhead he'd met earlier, standing behind the couch balancing two drinks in one hand. Kisame could tell right away he was related to the man from before.

"Get off him now," the blond ground out, the muscles in his jaw visibly tensing.

"Make me."

Two simple moves later, the large man was on the floor clutching his arm to his chest. He watched, eyes narrowed in anger as the blond teen walked around the couch and offered his now free hand to Sasuke.

"Come on S'uke," Naruto said, pulling the younger boy to his feet. "You really have to stop getting yourself into trouble."

The raven growled, and grabbed one of the drinks from the older teen. "Idiot," he snapped. "I would have been fine on my own."

"Whatever," the agent scoffed before taking a sip of his beer and wandering off into the crowd, the small raven trailing after him.

Kisame struggled to his feet, still clutching his injured arm. He glared after the retreating back of his last target before storming out of the party.

Lights flashing, music pulsing, and bodies moving hungrily over each other. Naruto watched the crowd with little interest. Beside him stood Sasuke, the pale raven swaying slightly to the beat and the blond took it as a sign that the younger teen was drunk.

The two had been left to their own devices for most of the evening, only briefly checking up with Itachi and Kyuubi a little after the Kisame incident. The elder raven had been furious, and Kyuubi had stepped and dragged him away to 'calm' him down. Both of the younger boys figured it was code for a really hot and angry make out session. They knew both their brothers had more class than to hook up at a party.

"Naruto!" Sasuke cried over the music. "Dance with me." The Uchiha grabbed Naruto's arms and attempted to move the older teen to the music. A huge smile was plastered on his face, and his eyes closed as he moved to the beat.

Naruto watched the raven in amusement as the younger boy tried to make him move. "How much have you had to drink?" he asked with a smile, catching the stumbling Uchiha when the other teen lost his balance.

The raven held up two fingers. "Only this much," he slurred happily.

"Two sips, or two beers?" the blond teased.

"Two beers, moron," snapped the Uchiha. the intensity of his glare was diminished greatly by the silly smirk he still wore.

"Just checking," chuckled the tan teen. "Either way, you're a lightweight." He dodged the small fist that came his way, and caught the shorter boy as he stumbled again.

Sasuke snorted. "I'm not drunk," he argued indignantly, righting himself and pulling out of Naruto's hold.

"Maybe not," Naruto said. "But it was still enough to loosen that stick in your ass, S'uke." A grin took over the blonds' features as he watched the smaller boy fighting off his intoxication.

Ignoring the older teen, Sasuke latched on to Naruto's wrists and dragged him onto the dance floor. "Come on, dance with me," he urged, throwing his arms around the tanned neck.

"S-s'uke," Naruto stuttered in surprise. "I don't know it we..." But the younger boy wasn't listening.

"Shhh... just relax," Sasuke murmured in his crushes ear. He pulled the toned body against his. One pale hand slid around the back of the older boys neck, pulling them closer, the other wandered over the lean expanse of hardened muscle. Their foreheads rested together as he began to grind into the other teen, coaxing the blond to move against him. "Feel the music and move with me," he breathed.

Naruto could feel Sasuke's warm breath on his face as the small body pressed into his. In his mind, he knew it was wrong, but all rational thought was long gone He pushed back against the slight body with his own, his arms winding around the thin frame, pulling his partner closer.

Straddling a muscular thigh, Sasuke slipped his own jean clad leg between the blonds', pressing against the others' groin. He was surprised to discover the older teen was as hard as he was and took it as a good sign. If Naruto was aroused, it must mean he felt something, and it was those feelings the Uchiha would use.

This was the first time Sasuke had ever let someone, other than his brother, invade his personal space. He wasn't just enjoying the experience, but craving it. Naruto was like a drug, and he wanted more.

A low moan escaped as Naruto's parted pink lips as his hardened lengths moved against the others body. He ground harder against the smaller boy pressed to his front. There was a small audible gasp from the Uzumaki as a pale hand tangled in his blond hair, tugging slightly. "S'uke," he groaned, his breath coming in pants.

It had been awhile since Naruto had danced like this, but never before had it been so passionate. In his short lifetime he had taken a number of fuck buddies, and even had a few one nightstands, but never before had he truly let himself go with another. Remaining in control and staying unattached had always been his priority, but this was something else.

Their bodies moved as one, hands sliding, groping, and exploring the other. They danced together as if they had known each other for years, moving perfectly to counter the other, even the smallest gesture. They were lost in each others' company, completely unaware of the two sets of eyes watching them from across the room.

Cerulean eyes flickered open to find a pair of heavy lidded onyx ones staring right back. The Uchiha's face was flushed pink, his entire body felt too warm from not only the activity, but also from arousal. If Naruto was to look in a mirror, he would find himself in a similar state.

"N-naru," moaned the Uchiha. Going against his better judgement, Sasuke slowly moved forward, licking his lips. Despite his body's frantic movements, he gently pressed his lips to the blonds', softly kissing the plump lips. Sasuke felt the body tense against him, all movement ceasing before Naruto pulled away.

The kiss startled Naruto, shocking him back into reality. He gently pushed the Uchiha away, his mind buzzing, so many thoughts flowing through at super speed. His chest ached at the look of hurt and confusion that flickered over Sasuke's face. Fighting the urge to gather the younger boy in his arms and tell him everything was fine, he backed away slowly. He couldn't let this happen, he couldn't get attached. He didn't understand how these feelings had snuck up on him, but he needed them gone.

"I'm sorry," the blond mouthed, lowering his eyes before turning and disappearing into the crowd.

"Naruto!" Sasuke called out in panic and confusion, his hand reaching out as if to catch the already missing teen. The hand dropped to the boys' side, clenching into a fist. "I'm such an idiot," he mumbled to himself, trying to hold back the tears welling in his eyes. "What have I done?"

Well, there you have it. I know you might want to yell at me for doing that, and I encourage it.

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