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This is Not a Game [Complete]	By : JaydenNara Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2210 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 7
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So, I know I should have responded to this earlier, but I kinda forgot. Someone asked me if I hated the female characters so much that I had to turn them into mindless bitches/mutating them in to harpies.
Well, I'll be honest with ya, in the first part of Naruto, yes, I do hate Ino and Sakura, they're both useless bimbo's, but they have gotten cooler as the story progresses, and I don't mind them. The only reason they are portrayed this way, along with Karin, is because they are fangirls, and crazy at that... what do you think would have happened if Sasuke never left? They would still be clingy and annoying... Anyway, the point is, in this story I needed characters like that, and for fanfiction, I don't like creating my own characters for important roles. A random innkeeper, silent guard, or taxi driver, okay, I'll make someone up, but for something relevent to the story, nuh uh, it just bugs me.
So there you have it, my point of view.
As for the next chapter, here ya go. I know many of you will want to kill me after this, and I won't stop you. You have my permission to scream at me all you want.

The Sun and Moon
A tanned hand was poised and ready to drop the heavy brass knocker of the Uchiha household. It was quietly put down, and then seconds later moved back up again as Naruto thought better of it. He placed it gently down again and turned away from the door.
It was early Sunday afternoon, and the blond had been mentally battling himself for the last hour or so. First it was twenty minutes deciding whether or not to drive to the Uchiha Manor and talk to Sasuke. While driving, Naruto almost turned the car around a total of seven times, and actually did once only to then change his mind again. Once he had pulled up in front of the large house, he sat in the car for another fifteen before finally walking to the front door.
He'd now been standing at the front door for almost a half an hour, debating whether or not to knock. If he did, it was the end of the line, and there was no going back.
The heavy door swung open, and the Uzumaki froze mid step.
"Were you ever going to knock?" a familiar voice asked in amusement.
Turning around, Naruto scowled at his brother. "How did you know I was here?" he clipped out.
Leaning against the door frame, the redhead chuckled. "You're wearing your tracker," he said, pointing to the blue crystal around the blond's neck. He'd been watching his brother movements on his phone for the last half an hour.
"I always wear this," Naruto responded defensively. "I won it back from baa-chan. Hey wait a second! You track me?" the younger agent growled.
"Can you honestly say that you don't keep tabs on me to?" Kyuubi snorted.
"Touche." He glanced at his brother to see that the usual Uzumaki swirl necklace was missing.
"Where..."
Grabbing his brother by the collar and interrupting his question, the elder Uzumaki hauled the slightly smaller man through the door. "Get in here," he muttered, shutting the door behind them. He then proceeded to drag the agent up the stairs.
"Naruto-kun," Itachi greeted as the pair passed him. "Good to see you."
"Any chance you want to get your boyfriend off of me?" asked the blond as he was manhandled past the elder Uchiha.
"Not particularly," the raven answered with an amused smirk. At first when Kyuubi had told the raven that his brother was outside, Itachi hadn't believed him, but the redhead had showed him the map on his phone showing a small dot in front of his house. Of course he'd been curious as to why he had a tracker on his brother, but Kyuubi had waved it off saying something about a past incident.
Naruto was dragged to the youngest raven's bedroom door where Kyuubi cruelly held him fast and knocked.
"Go away," the raven yelled, though his voice sounded off.
Wincing at the pain in the younger boys voice, Naruto bowed his head in shame. "S'uke, I..."
There was a dull thud from the other side of the door, followed by hurried footsteps. Before anyone could say another word, the door was unceremoniously flung open. "Naruto?" Sasuke whispered, shocked by the teens sudden appearance. Onyx eyes shifted to the redhead and raven behind his friend before pulling the blond into his room and slamming the door shut.
"Well, our work is done," Kyuubi said happily, clapping his hands together. The redhead felt a pair of strong arms wrap themselves around his waist and a chin rest on his shoulder. "Think those crazy kids can sort themselves out?" he asked, turning his head to the side and kissing his boyfriends temple.
"I hope so," mumbled Itachi, leaning into the gentle kiss.

Manicured finger nails brushed over pale skin, the thin fingers poking and prodding. Tsunade hummed and hawed as she checked over her patient, inspecting the healing wounds.
"The stitching looks good," she murmured more to herself than the other two in the room. "Everything seems to be healing okay. Any unusual pain?" she asked, finally looking up into the Nara's face.
Shikamaru shook his head and promptly yawned. The check up was taking far too long, and he was extremely bored. Despite his rather bored demeanour, Shikamaru was quite anxious for her to finish because once she was done and gave him a stamp of approval, he could finally go home. It wasn't even the month of recovery time where he would be able to stay home and not work that had him excited to leave the sterile environment; instead it was the other teen sitting across from him watching the progress of the check up.
While the Nara was stuck in the hospital, Kiba and Shikamaru's relationship could only go so far. While brunette would never say no to cuddling and kissing his gorgeous boyfriend senseless, he really wanted to take Shikamaru on a date; their first date. The Inuzuka made an impatient noise in the back of his throat, trying to urge the Hokage to hurry.
"Well," she finally said. "You look good. I suggest taking it easy for the next week or so, meaning nothing too rambunctious." She fixed them both with a hard stare. "Other than that, I see no reason as to why you both can't go home." The word 'both' was heavily stressed by the doctor showing just the tiniest bit of resentment to the fact the Inuzuka was yet to leave the hospital.
The dog trainer scratched the back of his head sheepishly. "Okay then," he said, his face flushing ever so slightly. "I guess we'll get out of your hair then." He held out his hand to the Nara, who hopped off the bed and took the offered hand.
Without looking back, they hurried out the door and rushed through the release papers. The ride home was silent, both squirming in their seats as Kiba drove them to the Nara's one-bedroom apartment.
The small two-seater car pulled up in front of the building, and Kiba killed then engine. "Well, ah..."
"Do you want to come up?" Shikamaru asked, his eyes firmly fixed on his hands twisting in his lap. He could see the brunette nodded out of the corner of his eye.
They slowly made their way into the building and up to the seventh floor. The raven fumbled with his keys for a moment before finally ushering his boyfriend in and following behind him. As soon as the door closed, they were on each other. Hands roved over each other's body, pushing at clothing in attempts to feel smooth skin. Teeth gnashed together, and tongues explored.
Kiba pressed the thin raven up against the closed door, enjoying the feeling of the other's body trapped against his own. Breaking free of the desperate kiss, he moved down, nibbling the pale column of skin and leaving his mark on the perfect skin.
"Fuck," Shikamaru whispered desperately, hands tangling in the unruly brown mop of hair. "B-bed... hah... bedroom," he managed to stutter out as his already proud erection was ground into the Inuzuka's.
They stumbled, hands still moving over the other as they tugged of their t-shirts, tossing them blindly as they fell into the bedroom. Shikamaru found himself pushed down onto them bed, Kiba crawling over him and pressing their heated skin together. Twin moans of need escaped the couple as Shikamaru pulled the Inuzuka into another heated kiss, fingers still tangled in the brunettes' spikes.
"Shika," Kiba groaned into the kiss. He pulled back, resting his sweaty brow against the Nara's. "I love you," he whispered, staring into the beautiful doe eyes.
A small smile flitted over the raven's face as he chastely pecked his boyfriends' perfect pink lips. "I love you to," he responded sincerely. "I have for so long."
Kiba brought their hips together, grinding their hardened lengths into each other. They both moaned loudly at the overwhelming feeling of pleasure. They continued to move together, arms wrapped around each other, urging the other on. Moans and whispered pleas escaped their lips as they thrust against each other, drowning in the pleasure and love offered.
At his wits end, Shikamaru threw back his head, screaming his lover's name as he came to completion, his seed spilling into his boxers.
Watching the love of his life scream his name with flushed skin and eyes glazed over with lust, Kiba found his release, Shikamaru's name spilling from his lips. With a final few jerky thrusts, the Inuzuka finally collapsed on his lover. "Do you think she would consider that too rambunctious?" Kiba breathed into his lover's ear before nuzzling the pale sweaty neck.
"No," the Nara murmured back sleepily. "I didn't really do all that much." He smirked. "As usual." He chuckled when slitted eyes were rolled in amusement at his laziness.
Finding a small amount of energy, they both managed to shed their jeans and boxers, and wipe off any extra residue. They cuddled together in the large bed, Kiba pulling the warm comforter over them before they drifted off.

"What are you doing here Naruto?" the raven asked suspiciously, turning his back on his crush and walking to his window. Before the knock on the door, he had been watching the clouds as he had taken to doing lately.
Biting his lip nervously, Naruto moved further into the room, follow the younger boy. "We need to talk." His chest tightened when the smaller teen visibly tensed. "I'm not here to take back my words S'uke," he said quietly. "But I think you deserve to know my reasoning."
"Get out," spat the raven through gritted teeth, refusing to look at the older teen. He didn't want to listen to excuses.
"S'uke, just listen," the blond agent pleaded desperately.
When Kyuubi had told him that Sasuke was depressed, Naruto decided he would try to ease the pain as much as he could, but clearly he hadn't thought the plan through enough. One major point he had forgotten to take into account was that the youngest Uchiha was almost as stubborn as he was.
"No, you listen," Sasuke growled, turning around and slowly advancing on the nervous teen. "I love you," he declared loudly, shocking Naruto and the two eavesdropping on the other side of the door. Sasuke had been sitting on this for far too long, and couldn't hold it in any longer. "From the moment I met you, I was drawn to you. I don't know why, and I don't particularly care, but I need you, and I know you need me too." He stopped less than a foot from the taller teen, his eyes narrowed.
"S'uke..."
"Shut up," Sasuke yelled, his hands tightening into fists. "I'm not going to listen to your pathetic excuses, or let you push me away just because you're scared. I want this, and I know you do too, I could see it in the way you treated me. Even if your actions were unconscious, you never treated anyone else like you do me." He sighed heavily, and looked away, running a pale hand through his messy raven locks. " I never meant to be so forward, but I just couldn't take it anymore."
"I shouldn't be here," Naruto gasped out, turning quickly to make his escape.
Suddenly the raven was in front of the blond, blocking his escape. "No, you came here to talk, so we're going to talk." He brought a hand up and pushed against the blond's chest, forcing him back into the middle of the room.
The blond was completely thrown off by the raging teen. Pale skin was flushed, and onyx eyes were burning with passion. Naruto was having a hard time focusing on what the other boy was saying, too distracted by how sexy a furious raven looked in his anger.
"I came to tell you that you should let me go," Naruto said frantically, trying to clear his clouded mind. Things were spirally out of his control, and he was scared. Never before had he been so vulnerable, the small raven in front of him always seemed to draw that out of him, and it terrified him. "Move on," he begged, but the younger boy only glared harder until he forced to drop his gaze. "Clearly you're not going to," the agent muttered. He could still feel the furious onyx eyes on him.
"No, I'm not," Sasuke conceded quietly, his glare lessening. "You want to know why?" he asked, his voice surprisingly soft.
Naruto took a deep breath, terrified of the answer but nodded none the less.
"You are the sun to my moon," Sasuke said confidently as he repeatec the words he had mumbled to Kyuubi the day before, his black eyes burning as he met the cerulean stare again. "I am only a pale reflection of your light, and I cannot exist without you Naruto," he admitted in earnest, his voice rising as he spoke. "Your light exposes me for who I am not the cold person I portray to the rest of the world, making us perfect opposites, two halves of the same whole, and are unable to function without the other." He moved forward, closing the small distance between them. "I love you, and I can't be without you. I know this sounds crazy since we only just met, but it's true," he added almost defensively. "You ask me to move on, to give up on you, but I can't, and I won't. Asking me to do so is like asking me to breathe with no air, because I need you just as much as you need me." He paused, sucking in a deep breath before continuing his rant. "I know what happened to you, or at least the little bit that Kyuubi told me. You're afraid to love, to let someone in because you don't want to lose them like you lost the others. You won't lose me Naruto, you can't, and pushing me away is only going to hurt you more. You're stuck with me Uzumaki, forever."
"You can't promise that S'uke!" Naruto cried.
"Yes I can!"
"How?" the Uzumaki asked fiercely. "Someone or something could easily rip you away from me."
"Because I know you will protect me," the younger teen replied honestly. "Just as I would protect you. What we have is worth fighting for." Tears slid silently down the pale face of the youngest Uchiha, but he did nothing to hinder them, proudly showing his emotions to the one he loved, something he would never do with any other person. "I would never let someone take it away from me." He fisted the front of the taller boys orange shirt. "I'm never letting you go, you are mine!" he yelled, burying his face in the older teens' broad chest.
Naruto's heart broke seeing what he had reduced the proud Uchiha to. He knew without a doubt that everything Sasuke had said was true, and he couldn't fight it any longer. Resistance was futile. The blond gave a sad chuckle. "Possessive bastard," he mumbled, his arms winding around the slim waist, tightening involuntarily around the smaller teen. He buried his face in the soft raven locks, inhaling the sweet scent that was Sasuke. A small sigh of resignation slipped out as the Uchiha clung to him, tear streaked face pushed into his chest. "S'uke..."
"Please," the raven begged for the first time in his life. He had found something worth holding onto, and he wasn't going to let go, he wouldn't give up. "Please Naru."
Taking a deep breath, Naruto closed his eyes and hugged the younger boy. His entire being was screaming for him to say yes, to promise he would always be there, but he knew it wasn't possible. "We'll try," he finally whispered.
"Thank you, Naru," Sasuke murmured into the warm chest. He clung to the older boy, afraid he would disappear if he let him go. "I love you."
"I..." Naruto stopped, his heart beating erratically. Sliding one hand under the pale chin, he forced the raven to look at him. His chest tightening painfully at the sight of the tear stained face. "I love you to, S'uke," he whispered back, finally admitting defeat. It was the first time he had uttered those words in more than five years.
On the other side of the door, Kyuubi was almost in tears. Ever since the death of their father, Naruto had seemed to have forgotten how to say those three little words, or just simply refused to use them anymore. If Itachi hadn't been still holding him, he probably would have burst through the door and hugged his little brother. The amount of pure emotion in his brothers' voice was sending the redhead to the moon.
Sasuke and Naruto stood for what seemed like ages. Their foreheads pressed together, arms wrapped securely around each other. Suddenly, the younger teen pulled back, his eyes narrowing.
"Never do that to me again, usuratonkachi!" he shouted furiously. "Do you hear me!" He shoved the blond backwards, towards the bed.
Naruto allowed himself to be herded backwards until his legs him the side of the bed. Relinquishing control to the angry raven he found himself being pushed down onto Sasuke's large bed. The blond watched the raven slowly crawl over him, and was surprised when the boy only cuddled into his chest.
"I'm sorry," whispered Naruto, placing a chaste kiss on the Uchiha's brow, and rubbing his back in a comforting manner.
"Do you have any idea how painful it was for me?" the younger teen choked out. "What it was like to have you there, but at the same time not. To have the one you love more than anything ignore you, pretend you don't even exist." Pale fists tightened in the agents' shirt as he clung to him.
"Probably much like how it feels to try to cut out your other half when you want nothing more than to gather them in your arms and never let go." He smiled at the raven when the boy looked up at him, shock clearly written on his face."You weren't the only one who felt the connection S'uke, I just chose to selfishly ignore it without any regards as to how you would feel. I didn't realize it went so deep after such a short time together."
"Never do that to me again," Sasuke begged softly. "Never leave me."
"I won't," promised Naruto. The younger boy rested his head back to the tanned chest as the blond began to run his fingers soothingly though the dark hair. "Never by choice." Freeing one hand from the tangle of his raven's hair, he caught the edge of the blanket in his hand and pulled it over their bodies. Content, Naruto continued to run his fingers through the raven spikes, loving the reassuring weight of Sasuke's body on his. He felt the younger teens grip tighten as the pale face pushed further into the crook of his neck. "Never by choice," he repeated softly.

"Kakashi, dear," Mikoto called to the silver haired man. She came out of her office, a small bundle of papers clutched in her hand. "I forgot to send this with the internal mail. Do you think you could take it down to the third floor for me?"
It was late Sunday afternoon, and the Uchiha's were just finishing up some business in the office. It was very unusual for the two of them to come into work on a weekend, but the situation called for it.
The agent posing as assistant looked up at the woman. "Of course," he said with a large grin. "Uchiha-san just called me from the board room, and said the car will be here in a few minutes, he'll meet us here."
"Thank you dear," the dark haired woman said. Standing up quickly, Kakashi took the bundle and hurried off to the elevator. "Don't leave without me," he called over his shoulder.
Wandering back into her office, Mikoto flitted around, packing her bag and tidying up. When her husband walked through the office door she was just zipping up her jacket, ready to leave.
"Good evening sweetheart," greeted Fugaku, moving forward and placing a chaste kiss on his wife's cheek. "Shall we be going?"
"I sent Kakashi down to the third floor quickly," she informed him, gratefully handing over her bag as he reached for it. "Don't worry about it dear," he said with a wave of his hand. "I know Kakashi likes to see us off every night, but the car is already here, we really should be going." He held out his arm in a gentlemanly fashion, which Mikoto happily took.
They rode the elevator down to the lobby, and left through the front door, bidding the security guard on duty a good evening. With a small greeting and thank you to their usual driver, they climbed into the waiting black limo. There was a small delay, but before too long the car was pulling away from the curb and heading home.
On a good day with no traffic, the trip home would normally take twenty five minutes, but today, ten minutes into the drive, the limo suddenly pulled over. Wondering what was going on, Fugaku hit the button to roll down the divider between the passengers and the driver to find them face to face with the barrel of a gun.
"What do you want," the Uchiha patriarch gritted out. He could feel his wife gripping his arm tightly, and patted her hand reassuringly. "If it's money, you'll have it."
A pale hand came through the small opening. "Cell phones," the fake driver demanded, beckoning for them to hand them over.
Deciding to go along with the demand, slowly but surely, the two hostages dug out their phones and handed them over. Settling back in his seat, Fugaku slid his arm around his wife's shoulder, comforting her.
The pale driver grinned sadistically. "Well then," he said cheerfully. "That was easier than I thought it would be. I've been waiting for weeks for Hatake to not be around."
"Kakashi?" the pale woman whispered in confusion. "What does he have to do with anything?" The assailant snorted. "He's been protecting you, and doing a damn fine job at that," the mysterious man said in amusement. "Unfortunately for you, today you decided to give him the slip, giving me the opportunity to make my move." A sadistic smile spread over the pale face.
Tears streamed down the scared woman's face, and Fugaku reached up and gently wiped the tears from her eyes. "Don't worry," he whispered. "Everything will be fine."
"Don't lie to her."
Two shots rang out. Two bodies fell.
"What are you after?" Fugaku gasped out. His hand was soaked in his own blood as he tried to slow the bleeding chest wound. Beside him, he could hear his wife struggling for breath due to a punctured lung.
"Your son."
Without another word, the divider was closed. The assassin turned back to face the road, focusing on the task at hand. Pulling back onto the highway, he headed for the Uchiha manor ignoring his passengers gasping for air in the back seat; they were only stepping stones to the bigger picture.
Mikoto and Fugaku clung to each other, praying for their son's safety as they struggled to hold onto their slowly draining life.

Well, there you have it. I know, I know! You can hate me, I can take it. Rant all you want at me.
I know some are going to think that Sasuke and Naruto are moving way to fast, with declaring their love and all, but you have to understand, they are teenagers, and everything is epic, dramatic, and the end of the world when you're that age, believe me, I know...
So, please don't forget to review! Please and Thank You! I don't mind if you want to scream and yell, or fangirl squeal, I just wanna hear from you all.
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