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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
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, nor do I profit from writing this story.

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Thanks for the reviews. I didn't get very many for the last chapter, so I hope that it was okay. But, I have something to explain.
Why I wrote Sasuke's character the way I did. - In the begining of this story you've seen a very affectionate, open, and somewhat of a wimpy Sasuke. Now, he's gonna be a lot colder. So the reason I made Sasuke's character so 'OOC' before was so you can really see the difference for before and after. By the end of the story he should be in character to what you normally know him as.
Well enough of that, let's get down to the story.

The Depths of Sorrow and Grief
Rolling over bright and early Monday morning, Naruto reached out, seeking the warm body in the bed next to him, but the space beside him was cold. He sat up abruptly, looking around when he came up empty handed. "Sasuke?" he called, but the room was as empty as the space beside him. Not bothering with clothing, the blond wandered out to the main room in search of his wayward boyfriend in nothing but his orange frog boxers.
Since the Uchiha's had come to stay with the Uzumaki brothers Saturday night, Sasuke had slept in bed with Naruto. Yesterday, otherwise known as Sunday, the blond had woken up with the small raven curled into his chest, face buried in his tanned neck. Secretly, the agent had been looking forward to cuddling the next morning as well, but it seemed the young Uchiha had managed to disappear from the bed without waking the agent, a surprising and difficult feat.
Sitting at the counter on the red bar stool, he found Sasuke still in his sleep pants, staring at a glass of water, a pale hand loosely curling around the cup. The raven didn't even look up as the older boy approached, lost in his thoughts.
"Hey, S'uke," the Uzumaki greeted sleepily wiping the crusty residue from his bleary cerulean eyes. "Why are you up so early?"
Finally looking up, the raven shot his boyfriend a look clearly asking if the teen was an idiot. "Yesterday we may have sat around the apartment and done absolutely nothing but today we have school, moron," the Uchiha said, his voice flat and dull.
"School?" Naruto questioned in disbelief. Not even two days ago Sasuke's parents had been murdered, and the boy wanted to go to school. Something wasn't right with that picture. "You're kidding right? S'uke, even Kyuu and Itachi are going to class today."
"Hn." Sliding off the stool, Sasuke dumped the still half full glass in the sink and headed back to the bedroom, brushing past the blond as he went. "You better hurry up and get dressed idiot, or we'll be late." He stopped and looked back at the blond standing in the middle of the kitchen with a look of confusion on his scarred face. "Unless you're not going."
Biting back a groan of frustration, the Uzumaki shook his blond head. "No, no," he said reluctantly. "I'll go. I just thought..." he trailed off trying to find the right words. Figuring there was no nice way to say your parents are dead and you should stay home he changed tactics. "Never mind, if you want to go, then let's go."
"Hn." The raven continued his trek to the bedroom, Naruto trailing along behind him.
After digging out an outfit from the suitcases that had been dragged into the room the day before, Sasuke dressed in record time in faded grey jeans, a red shirt with three black tomoes in the center, and a black vest with a hood. He ended up sitting on the bed while Naruto deliberated what he should wear. In the end, the blond settled for a pair of old jeans, a black wife beater, and his favourite orange hoodie.
Turning around, Naruto presented himself to the raven and received a nod of approval before the younger boy stood and walked out the door. Shaking his head, the agent followed him into the living room. He still didn't think it was a good idea for Sasuke to go to school, but he knew the boy well enough by now to know he wouldn't be dissuaded from something if his mind was set.
Instead of following Sasuke to grab their book bags, Naruto headed to Kyuubi's bedroom. Knocking once, he wandered in to find the couple curled up in bed together, still blissfully asleep.
Itachi was on his back, dark hair splayed around his pale face. Kyuubi was sprawled on his stomach with his face pressed into Itachi's neck, an arm thrown over the thin body beside him, hugging his lover close. If the blond had to guess, he would guess that Kyuubi's leg was between Itachi's, making the picture heartbreakingly intimate.
Watching the mass of caramel and porcelain skin for a moment, Naruto smiled. He was happy his brother had found happiness, the man definitely deserved it after everything life had thrown at him. The only wish the blond had for Kyuubi was that it wouldn't be taken away from him.
Wandering to the side of the bed, a tanned hand jabbing the elder agent in the side. "Hey Kyuu," Naruto said loudly. "S'uke and I are off to school."
The half naked body shifted and sat up abruptly causing the Uchiha to shiver from the loss of warmth and open his eyes to glare at the intruder. Being immune to the death glare thanks to Sasuke, the blond ignored the raven and focused on his brother.
"Did I just hear that right?" The redhead said slowly. "You're seriously going to school today after everything that happened this weekend?" He glanced over at his boyfriend, who by now had sat up and was intently listening to their conversation.
"Yes," Naruto replied. "He insists."
"I don't know if it's such a good idea," Kyuubi started to argue.
"It's not," agreed the younger Uzumaki, much to his brothers' surprise. "But it's not like i can stop him. I'm sure Itachi can tell you that." He nodded to the silent raven in the bed.
Sighing, Itachi nodded sadly knowing how stubborn the boy could be.
"It's not up for discussion anyway," continued the blond. "I only came to tell you we were leaving so you didn't panic when we weren't here when you finally decided to grace the world with your presence." He turned and headed back to the open door.
"Oh," Kyuubi said dumbly, watching his brother retreat.
"Please take care of him," Itachi called softly to his little brothers' boyfriend.
"I will," Naruto promised, closing the door behind him. Heading to the front door, he found Sasuke waiting patiently for him, and together they headed to school.
Kyuubi lay back down in his bed, pulling his lover with him. The Uchiha turned and cuddled into him, head resting comfortable on the hard tanned chest.
"So, do you think we should have stopped them?" Itachi asked, hugging the warm body beside him. He could feel the redhead's fingers running through his hair: it was soothing.
"Probably," Kyuubi said honestly. "But they are old enough to make their own decisions. Now go back to sleep, it's too early to be up when we're not going to classes." He closed his eyes and focused on the warm puffs of air running over his skin.
"Kyuu?"
"Hmm?" came the sleepy response.
"Do you think Sasuke will be okay?" Itachi asked earnestly. "He doesn't seem to be grieving."
The eldest Uchiha was extremely worried about the welfare of his only remaining family member. Since the death of their parents, the boy seemed to be constructing walls to protect himself. The way Sasuke carried himself, and reacted reminded Itachi of Naruto when they first met.
"He's not," said Kyuubi, his hand pausing mid stroke, the silky hair falling from his fingers. "It may take a bit, but I'm pretty sure he'll come around. Too many things happened to him this weekend. His own life was threatened as well as losing those close to him. There is bound to be emotional turmoil from the trauma he's suffered, and he just doesn't know how or doesn't want to deal with it yet."
What Kyuubi said was only half true, but he didn't want to scare his lover. The death of one's family could push one to the edge, something Kyuubi was intimately familiar with.

As soon as the young couple entered the school, the hall fell into shock induced silence. All eyes were on Naruto and Sasuke as they made their way to their lockers. Neji and Gaara seemed to materialize out of nowhere and take their place at their sides.
"We didn't realize you would be coming, or we would have met you outside," Gaara whispered to Naruto. He frowned when the blond only shrugged. The Sabaku could already tell that something was off.
The news of the Uchiha patriarch and matriarch's murder was the headline of every paper in the country as well as many surrounding. To see Sasuke at school so soon after the death of his parents was shocking to say the least. When he could, Gaara was going to interrogate his blond friend about the suspicious circumstances.
The day passed slowly for Naruto as he kept his eyes on the young raven. Sasuke was cold and withdrawn, even more so than usual at school. He snapped and insulted anyone that dared speak to him, throwing any sympathy back in the well wishers face.
By lunch time, the blond was distressed at the new side of his boyfriend, not even sure if he still held that title based on the indifferent attitude towards him. The cold arrogant attitude was definitely befitting of the nickname of 'bastard' the Uzumaki had so fondly dubbed the raven when they first met.
The small group of friends sat at their usual table. Neji had taken a place beside Sasuke, as Gaara and Naruto took the seats across from them.
The blond continued to watch the young raven until their eyes met across the table. Naruto had to suppress a shudder at the cold indifferent look in the Uchiha's dark eyes, and forced himself to look away. He missed the warmth he use to find there.
Seeing his friends' discomfort, Gaara quickly brought up a subject as far from current events as he could. "How are Kiba and Shikamaru doing?" he asked, genuinely interested.
Naruto visibly perked up at the mention of their friends. "Their doing fine as far as I know," he said brightly. "Shika's been released from the hospital, and Kiba is taking care of him- he practically moved into the Nara's apartment to do so." He smiled at the small chuckle that escaped the usually tight-lipped redhead.
"Bet Shikamaru is loving that," Gaara commented dryly. Shikamaru was infamous for his lazy personality. "He won't have to lift a finger, just bark orders to Kiba."
Naruto chuckled merrily, glad for the distraction. "Too true," Naruto said in fake seriousness. "Kiba will fetch him anything." This time neither agent could hold it in, and burst into laughter at the terrible puns comparing Kiba to the animals he worked with. Neji stared open mouthed in shock, but Sasuke only glared. "I was thinking of visiting them sometime soon," Naruto added once he settled down, shooting an apologetic look to his boyfriend. "I've only seen them once when they were still in the hospital."
"They?" questioned Neji. "I thought it was only Shikamaru that was injured." The elegant brow of the Hyuuga furrowed in confusion.
"Oh, it was," the blond said, waving his hand dismissively. "But Kiba refused to leave his side. Drove baa-chan nuts, and apparently she had to disconnect the heart monitor. Senju Tsunade is my great aunt as well as the doctor in charge of the LEAF hospital," Naruto clarified when Neji looked confused. Sasuke on the other hand didn't even seem to be paying attention.
"She's also the CEO of LEAF Research and Development," Gaara added gaining the raven's attention. "Like you will be when she retires." The redhead immediately regretted his words when Sasuke narrowed his eyes at the blond.
"You never told me that," the raven accused, his tone scathing.
"You never asked," Naruto stated, covering a wince at the harsh tone. It was nothing like the biting tone that was used when they fought before, but then Sasuke hadn't really meant the insults he'd hurled at the blond before. It hurt.

It wasn't until Friday that someone besides his friends had the nerve to speak to Sasuke, other than to say 'I'm sorry' to which the Uchiha usually snapped at them.
Naruto and Sasuke were heading to the car after school, when Ino and Sakura sidled up to the raven. "Sasuke-kun," the pink haired girl said almost reverently. "We're so sorry about your parents."
"Yeah," added Ino eagerly when she saw that Sasuke wasn't going to say anything for once. "If you need anything please don't..." But she never got to finish her sentence as the raven brushed past them without so much as even a glance.
Shooting an apologetic look to the girls, Naruto trailed after the younger boy. "You should be nicer to them," Naruto rebuked. "They only want to help."
"They're leeches," the raven snapped. "Now hurry up, I want to go home."

Nobody living in the Uzumaki household was happy to rising at the ungodly hour of seven on a Saturday, but it was a necessary evil. Though Itachi was yet to go back to school, he had the obligation to finally leave the safety of the penthouse for a press conference. The elder Uchiha had spent the week hiding from the world, not wanting to deal with the press, but it was time for him to face the music and take responsibility.
After many phone calls with various members of the board of directors, the fate of the company had been decided. The Uchiha Corporation had been left to both Sasuke and Itachi, but up to this point no one knew any details beyond that. The board of directors had thought it best that Itachi publically announce plans as to the future of the company, and assure the general population that he and his brother were well.
The drive was silent despite having both Uzumaki's in the same car. Both agents were too preoccupied to make noise as they were worrying about their silent significant others.
To avoid being swarmed by the press, Kyuubi drove the car into the underground of the Uchiha building where the conference was taking place. Acting as bodyguards, Kyuubi and Naruto ushered the Uchiha brothers into the safety of the building.
Itachi squirmed in his seat as he was put through hair and makeup while Sasuke just sat quietly fuming and scaring anyone that came close to him. When all was said and done, they were led outside to the front steps of the building where a podium had been set for them, their boyfriends never straying far from their side the entire time.
Once Itachi and Sasuke stepped up the podium, flashes nearly blinding them, Kyuubi and Naruto took their places off to the side, and out of sight, standing guard. Their steely blue gaze scanned over the crowd looking for danger, easily picking out their own agents mixed in to the ever-growing audience. When Itachi cleared his throat, their attention was immediately drawn to the two pale ravens standing before the crowd. They listened with interest while still alert to their surroundings; they didn't even know the final outcome of what was to be said today.
"Today we gather to remember Uchiha Fugaku, and his wife Uchiha Mikoto," said Itachi, his voice commanding as was the aura around him. "Strong leaders, worthy colleagues, compassionate friends, and loving parents." He placed a pale hand on Sasuke's shoulder, giving the boy a reassuring squeeze, but continued to face the crowd with cool indifference. "We mourn the loss, but push forward knowing they would not want us to dwell on what could have been, but would want us to look to the future." He paused, his eyes cold onyx eyes roving over the mass before him. It took all his willpower not to look over to where Kyuubi hidden behind a pillar to the far side of the podium, for comfort and strength he so desperately needed. That could come later.
Flashes continued to go off, blinding the two Uchiha's. They both felt exposed as they stood before the crowd, sharing the details of the life that had suddenly been thrust upon them. Truth be told, neither of them wanted this, but they had certain obligations to the Uchiha name.
"As for the time being, I have taken custody of my younger brother until he is of age in a few months. We do not plan to take control of the company immediately," he continued, swallowing the lump forming in his throat. "It would have been our father's wish, as well as our mother's, that their sons finish their education. I will finish my PhD before assuming my position as the head of the company. As for my brother Sasuke," he paused and looked down at his brother, taking in the cold demeanor. "He will finish high school, and choose from there whether he decides to further his education, join me as the co-president of the Uchiha Corporation, or follow his own dreams and aspirations."
There was a shocked murmur running through the crowd at the news Sasuke may forgo his birthright. The boys had been breed from childhood to assume their rightful place at the top of the world. No one would have ever guessed one would choose to do otherwise.
"For the time being, the newly appointed vice president will run the company in my absence. Thank you for your support and sympathy in this troubling time. We will not be taking questions. Good day." Itachi placed a hand on the small of Sasuke's back, and guided his brother back into the shadow of the building and into the waiting arms of Naruto, but the younger raven pushed off the agent and began to walk to the car, Naruto trailing behind him with concern filled eyes.
Kyuubi studied his lover closely as Itachi watched the blonds' hurt expression. Things around the house had been tense, and nobody knew what to do.
Seeing Itachi deliver his speech had been an eye opener. Kyuubi had forgotten how the world saw Itachi; a cold, serious, and aloof man who could make the devil himself quake in his presence. He was about as cute and cuddly as a sabre-toothed tiger, but the Itachi behind closed doors was completely different. Within the confines of his own home or in the presence of his loved ones he was sweet and tender - the perfect lover, and ideal elder brother. He was too gentle to be in the cutthroat business world, but he hid it well.
Since the press conference had been forced upon them, and being afraid for the Uchiha's lives, Naruto and Kyuubi and insisted on being with them, this included all transportation as well as bodyguard duty. They couldn't bring themselves to trust anyone else to do it, not even their own agents.
Kyuubi had been prepared to jump in at the first sign of danger despite the many hidden LEAF agents that had been milling around. He felt that Itachi as well as Sasuke was his responsibility, and he knew Naruto felt the same.
The drive home to the Uzumaki apartment was equally as silent as the drive to the office. All occupants of the mustang were mentally preparing themselves for what they were to face tomorrow.

It was Sunday morning, and the sky was grey. Two ravens stood side by side at the edge of their parents' grave, their protectors at their side offering comfort with their presence.
A sea of mourners spread out before them as someone droned on about life and death though no one was paying any particular attention, too caught up in their own grief. Though the funeral had been private, hundreds of people were in attendance, the proof of how many lives Mikoto and Fugaku had touched.
Itachi slid an arm around his younger brother, hugging him as they stood, and though the teen did nothing to remove the arm from his body, he did nothing to acknowledge its presence either. Sasuke was completely impassive, seemingly unmoved by the goings on around him. Even Itachi had unwilling let a few tears trickle down his pale cheeks, unable to contain the pain of their loss.
When the service was finished and the caskets lowered into the double wide grave, the Uchiha brothers were invited to step forward and say their goodbyes.
With cold eyes Sasuke observed the twin caskets before dropping a single rose into the grave. Emotionless as ever, he turned and walked away, leaving the mourners shocked and appalled by his actions.
Signaling that Itachi should stay and say his goodbyes, Naruto went after the wayward Uchiha. He found Sasuke sitting on a stone bench in a garden on the far side of the cemetery. Walking up behind the raven, he let a hand rest on a shoulder squeezing it gently. "You shouldn't run off on your own," he chided quietly.
"Hn."
With a sigh, the blond moved around the bench to take a seat next to the stoic teen. His heart felt heavy in his chest at the darkness that seemed to surround Sasuke. He went to hold the teen, but was cruelly brushed off, forced to only sit by while the Uchiha fumed. Cerulean eyes clenched shut tightly as Naruto looked away, struggling to hold back the wave of his own tears that threatened to fall. Though he mourned for the loss of the deceased, his tears were for the young teen that had closed himself off to everyone that loved him. It was in this moment that Naruto knew how Kyuubi had felt all those years ago- helpless.

Well, there you have it. Sasuke has cut himself off from everyone, and is a cold emotionless bastard and is treating Naruto like crap.
Has anyone noticed that they haven't had their first kiss yet?
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