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Title: Memory Yields
Author: JaD
Rating: NC-17 (explicit sexual
acts, harsh language)
Pairing: SasuNaru
Disclaimer: Naruto belongs to
Kishimoto Masashi. Kudos, Kishimoto!
Chapter Summary: In which Naruto angsts, four people get laid, and Kiba makes an unwelcome
discovery.

Fore notes: For full introduction, see Chapter One.
!!!
�before I�m eaten by the KakaIru fans, I don�t deny
the appeal Kakashi has a homosexual, but my gut feeling about his sexual
preference is simply a casual bi. Gomen nasai. Also, it seems the pairing
of this fic is somewhat unclear, because people keep asking me if it�s
SasuNaru. Honestly, if you�re that
blind (and/or lazy) you don�t deserve an answer.

All
of you worship the grammatical greatness that is the Koo-chan and Ness-sama, because
without their wisdom and insanely fast editing skills, these chapters would
take so much longer to publish <3

�
�spazzed� is so
a word, I don�t care what Merriam and Webster say. This chappie
ish dedicated to the uber!seme,
Ochiba-sama, because she is the
awesome� and threatened my life with sporks many
times to get this chapter out as quickly as possible oO;;

One more thing: In the middle of the
chapter somewhere there�s four italicized
lines marked with �~�s just so they stand out�if these make no sense, do not
fear�they�re part of something I plan on revealing later� just not yet. No,
there is no hinting in the previous chapters to them, so don�t feel all
confused. Gomen about that, Ness-sama ^_^

*
* * * *
III: Time After
Time

If you�re lost you can
look
And you will find me
Time after time
If you fall, I will
catch you
I will be waiting
Time after time

-
Cyndi Lauper, Time
After Time

*

�Apparently, I was
misinformed.�
-
Bill Watterson, Calvin
and Hobbes

-
- - -

It
was official: this was the worst fucking night of his life.

Naruto
didn�t stop running even when he knew he was out of her range. He couldn�t have
stopped if he wanted to, and his feet moved on their own,
following the shortest path back to his apartment. He didn�t even blink
as he dashed past the closed gates of the old Uchiha community, ignoring the
painted red-and-white fan symbol peeling off the wooden doors.

Of
all the things that could have gone wrong� of all of the things she could have
said or done to him� Naruto narrowed his eyes as he ran and tried to convince
himself that it was the force of the air against his eyes making them water.
Naruto didn�t cry anymore. He had stopped crying years ago. The last time he
had cried had been during his battle with Sasuke, at which point he vowed never
to do it again. He had to be strong to become Hokage; the strong didn�t cry.

Opening
his eyes, Naruto took the first few stairs up to his place at a jump and was
halfway up the staircase before he looked up.

Just
when he thought his night couldn�t get any worse�

Sasuke
blinked at him. He was standing a few steps ahead of him, bag full of what
looked like clothes in one arm and looking somewhat surprised but calm. Naruto
didn�t comprehend why he was there, or that what had happened wasn�t even his
fault and acted without thinking. He kept running, and by the time Sasuke noticed he wasn�t stopping, it was too late to get out of the way.
Naruto took him back up the last two stairs, slamming him hard into the wall
beside his door at the top. Sasuke gasped as the air was knocked out of his
lungs, and his head recovered from
the shock.

�I fucking hate you!� The words, although shouted in his face, just barely
registered in Sasuke�s consciousness because it was still regaining its ability
to think. �It�s always about you! No matter what you do to people, no matter how fucking horrible you are to them, no
matter how many times you tell them you hate
them, and don�t care, and you want to kill them, it�s still
always about Sasuke, Sasuke, Sasuke!
Why can�t they see what you really
fucking are?! Why do they love you so
fucking much? Why do they hate me
when I�ve never done anything to them, yet you turn your back on them and spit
in their face, and they LOVE you for it! Should I start
treating the people I love like shit?! Huh?!
Will they like me then?! Is that it?! What�s your secret, you fucking
asshole?! WHAT DO I HAVE TO DO?!�

Calling
that a verbally expressed emotional overload would have been an understatement,
or at least, that was what Sasuke�s first thought was when Naruto finished. He
was surprised to notice that, even
in the, dark he could see the trace
of moisture at the edge of Naruto�s eyes and the faint reddening of the skin
there. Had Naruto been crying?

He
just stared, quite unsure of how to handle it at first, mostly because he had
no idea whatsoever what prompted it. He had spent most of his day in bed, not
sleeping but thinking and fidgeting, wandered around the neighborhood the last
few hours or evening, and had only come now to return the clothes he borrowed
to discover Naruto wasn�t at home. He had no idea where the blonde had been,
nor whom with, but his brain quickly went over a short list of people that
could cause such an explosion. He, of course, was at the top of that list, but
since he knew for a fact he had nothing to do with this�

His
expression going placid, Sasuke waited for Naruto to loosen his grip on his
collar and for his breathing to settle a little before speaking.

�So,
what did she do to you this time?�

Naruto�s
eyes narrowed further, and he shoved Sasuke back into the wall once more just
for good measure before dropping him. Leaving the question unanswered and
Sasuke leaning against the wall, he kicked open his apartment and walked inside
without a word, not bothering to close the front door. Sasuke could hear
something being kicked, then a curse, and then a door closing somewhere inside
the building.

He
should have just thrown the bag of clothes inside the open door and left. It
would have been the smart thing, the rational thing�the Sasuke thing to do. He couldn�t think of a reason to bother and
pursue the subject. He knew by Naruto�s
sudden act of violence he was the last person the blonde wanted to see right
now, and he also knew by the reaction to his mention of Sakura that she indeed
had something to do with this. Sasuke did not want to talk about Sakura, and he could guess that Naruto didn�t
either.

Cursing
his curiosity, Sasuke went inside and closed the battered door behind him.

Naruto
was not in the den or the kitchen, which was a combination of two rooms
connected. Sasuke narrowed his eyes at the closed door that led to the bedroom
and walked inside without bothering to knock.

Naruto
was sitting on the other side of the bed facing the window, his back to Sasuke. �Get out.�

Sasuke
tossed the bag of clothes in his direction,
and it hit him lightly on the shoulders, bouncing back off onto the bed. �Make me.�

Sasuke
had little time to appreciate the speed Naruto had developed over the years. The
last time they had been on a mission together, he had been able to outmaneuver
Kakashi, and that was saying
something; their Jounin leader usually bested even Sasuke himself when it came
to speed. Naruto had a knack for becoming enhanced in many areas when he was
emotionally disturbed, and this was no exception. This is why it was of little
surprise when Naruto jumped off the bed and swung around faster then Sasuke
could blink, and when he did reopen his eyes, Naruto had impaled his fist on�or
rather, inside�the wall beside his
head.

�I
said,� Naruto spat through clenched teeth, �Get.
Out.�

Sasuke
stared him down without much effort. �No.�

Naruto
made a loud, angry, incoherent noise and pulled his hand out of the wall.

�Why can�t you just leave me the fuck alone?! Everyone else does!� Turning away, Naruto didn�t see the change in
Sasuke�s eyes. �I�m tired of trying!�

It
was quiet for a few moments as Sasuke regarded his comrade silently, digesting
the words. Naruto closed his eyes and inhaled deeply, then turned back around.

�Am
I really that bad?�

Sasuke
blinked at him.

�I
know I�m an idiot and stupid more than my share of the time. I know I�ve got no great
lineage to back me up or no super-awesome bloodline powers to make me special,
but what have I ever done to deserve this bullshit?�

Sasuke
watched him carefully; his breathing had eased slightly and noticed how his
face quickly began to shadow depression rather then fury.

Shrugging,
Sasuke threw him a smirk.

�I
don�t know, Naruto. Sometimes
you can be one hell of a pain in the ass.�

�Screw
you.� The
words were hollow, just said for the sake of having been said, and Sasuke
ignored them and watched as Naruto sunk to the floor, using his bed as a
backrest.

After
a moment, Sasuke joined him, sitting on the floor beside him. They remained
like that for a long stretch of minutes before Naruto, being unnaturally quiet,
slunk sideways and leaned his weight on the boy beside him. Naruto scowled to
himself as Sasuke took his weight and continued to wait persistently.

�So
are you going to tell me what happened, or are you going to sit there and feel
sorry for yourself all night?�

�It
depends,� Naruto said, his voice unusually calm. �If I do, are you going to tell me what the
hell is going on between you and Kakashi-sensei?�

Sasuke
stiffened slightly and narrowed his eyes.
�What are you talking about?�

�Don�t
play stupid, that�s my job,� Naruto said, turning his head to the side and
giving him an exasperated look. �Even Kiba�s noticed it, and he never notices
anything.�

�Noticed
what?�

�That
Kakashi-sensei�s been avoiding you,� Naruto replied simply and then, as an
afterthought, added, �and that you�ve been all but stalking him every night.�

Sasuke
didn�t say anything, and then looked away. �This conversation isn�t about me,
it�s about you.�

�Why not? Everything else is about you,� Naruto sighed
and fell silent, shifting his weight but not removing himself
from Sasuke�s side.

Sasuke waited patiently and quietly, knowing
it was only a matter of time before�

�Always
about you,� the blonde muttered, and then his voice suddenly rose into a normal
volume. �Even when it�s not about
you, it�s always about you. Even when you destroyed her birthday and told all
of us to go to hell, it�s still about
you. You had nothing to do with it. It was supposed to be about me for once,
just me, just her, not you. It was my
night with her. You didn�t even know about it, she was angry with you, hell, I
was angry with you�everyone was. Everyone is.
So, explain to me how it still managed to be about you?�

Sasuke
listened to that whole lot of nothing and said nothing.

�I was going to walk her home after the movie.� (Sasuke raised an eyebrow. Movie?) �She said alright at first, and I wasn�t happy the
night was over, but I was thrilled it had happened at all. I was perfectly fine
with taking her home. It was her idea
not to go yet. She wanted to hang out for a while; she told me that, I didn�t say a damn thing, and
it�s not like I was about to turn her down or anything. I mean, it wasn�t that late, not even midnight�

�Even
when we got to the park I kept my distance. I didn�t touch her. She came over
to me. At first I thought she was leading me on, or just being nice because of
the present I�d given her earlier, and then I thought she was just trying to
forget about you, but after I kissed her��

If
Naruto hadn�t had his head leaning on Sasuke�s shoulder, he might have noticed
the slightly surprised expression that flashed across his features. Sasuke had
been expecting something simple�that Naruto had gone to consol Sakura and tell
her that he was an idiot and that she shouldn�t worry about him, and then
Sakura had shot Naruto down for bad-mouthing him. Something simple like that,
something normal� kissing was not involved anywhere in that train of thought, and both
of Sasuke�s brows rose slightly.

��I
really thought for once, she wasn�t faking. I mean, how can you do something
like that, kiss someone back and not mean it?�

Okay,
now the sudden rage made a little more sense. Knowing now more than just words
were exchanged, he could see why the blonde�s reaction
to being shot down was worse than normal.

Sasuke
was satisfied, thinking the worst was over, and was about to say so, but Naruto
kept talking.

�I
mean, if she had just pushed me away after that and cried and ran off, I could
understand that. I was ready for that. I could have dealt with that.�

Sasuke
blinked again.

�Even
after things kinda got out of hand� I guess that was my fault, but she wasn�t
telling me to stop; she was
encouraging me more than anything�I mean, I wasn�t about to try and do anything
serious, but she�she said�of all the fucking things she could have said to me
right then, or done to me, I just can�t believe she would�after I, I mean,
after we��

This
could take a while.

Sasuke
said the first thing he�d said in ten minutes. �Did you two�?�

Naruto
jerked, and his eyes bulged slightly, and he somehow managed to glare up at
Sasuke at the same time. �No! God,
what gave you that idea?! Do I look like a pervert?! Just because both my
instructors have their minds in the gutter doesn�t mean��

�Naruto.�

The
voice was gentle but firm, for it shut Naruto up immediately, and he looked
away. He didn�t need to be told he was rambling; he had been doing it on
purpose.

�She
said your name,� he said quietly, so that Sasuke had to strain to hear it. Even
still, he wasn�t sure he�d heard him correctly.

�She what?�

�She called your name!� This response was
much louder, even with Naruto still looking at the floor. �Of all the things
she could have said, or done, to ruin it! After all that�after everything you
said to her on her birthday, despite every fucking time you�ve ever made her
cry, and after everything she said to me that night, after everything we were doing�it
always has to be about you! She
wasn�t even thinking about me, that whole time�how could she do that?! I was
right there, in front of her, holding her, and she was still thinking about
you! She just fucking pretended I was you!�

Sasuke�s
expression remained blank, but something inside his chest pinched and made him
want to grimace.

�Why
does she love you so much?� Naruto had quieted down again, but he was still
refusing to look at his teammate. �You�ve been nothing but cruel to her, and
you know it; you do it on purpose.
You�ve never liked her, or any of the girls, and even when you make them cry
just because you can, they still love you. Why? Why do they ignore the people
that want to make them happy? It�s not just me � she does it to Lee, too. Ino,
Ten-Ten, they all do� it�s like they enjoy being upset. I can�t understand
that.�

Sasuke
remained silent, and after a moment, Naruto added, �Women make no sense.�

�And
yet you wonder why I avoid them?�

Naruto
blinked, then turned around to look at him. Sasuke was
smiling at him sideways.

�You�re
such an asshole, Sasuke.�

�So
I�ve been told.�

�I�m
not the only one who thinks so! Shikamaru does too. He never liked you.�

Sasuke
made a face. Shikamaru was one of the few people he hadn�t minded being around.

�And Neji. He thinks you�re a prick, too. But he�s a prick to begin with, so I don�t know if that
really counts. Kiba thinks so, too,
but to Kiba, anything without breasts is a prick, which I guess isn�t entirely
inaccurate. The girls, though, oh no, they all think you�re an angel. Shows
what they know. Women, geez��

While
Naruto was rambling, Sasuke let his eyes wander. Noticing a discarded book
halfway under the bed he pulled it out and studied it with some disinterest
before showing it to Naruto.

�Not a pervert, huh? So what do you need this for?�

Naruto
stared at the cover of Come Come Paradise
(Collector�s Gold Edition!!) for a moment, then
exploded.

�I
don�t need it! It�s not even mine! That stupid Ero-Sennin sent it to me to
celebrate his movie debut! As if I needed something like that! ARG!�

Sasuke
raised an eyebrow and flipped through the book idly, �Sending pornography to
minors� not a very good role model, is he?�

�It�s
not pornography! And I am not a minor, god dammit!�

Sasuke
smiled, just slightly so Naruto didn�t see it. Well, that was easy.

Eyes
drifting back to the book in his hands, Sasuke let his gaze trail down one page
and let out a snort. Naruto, curious, looked at him. �What?�

Sasuke
shook his head and handed the book to him. Naruto�s eyes grew larger the
further they went down the page.

�Is
that even physically possible?� he asked after a moment, looking up at his
teammate.

Sasuke
was smiling at him oddly. �We could find out.�

*
* *

Sakura
was freezing by the time she got home. She�d left her jacket at the park, too
shaken to have remembered it, and ran most of the way home.

�Sakura, sweetheart?� Her mother was in the kitchen. Sakura
quickly dodged the entryway, kicking off her shoes and darted towards the stairs.
�Sakura? Honey? Are you
finally home? I�SAKURA!�

She
froze at the sudden yell, wincing. Turning around, she found her mother staring
at her from the foot of the stairs, looking aghast.

�What in heaven�s name
happened to you?!�

Sakura
looked down at herself and gasped. She had been too preoccupied with thoughts
to even notice her current state; her legs and arms were filthy, probably from
rubbing up against the bark of the tree, and where Naruto had� touched her, her
dress had been ripped in the process and was showing almost all of her right
leg. She tensed as she suddenly became aware of the mess between her legs, more
evidence of she had been doing with him, and flushed.

Her
mother finally seemed to find her voice, taking Sakura�s silence as trauma.

�That
boy�� her eyes widened in horrific realization, �That Uzumaki boy� he did this to you, didn�t he? I told
you��

�No,
�kaa-san, it�s not like that�� Sakura desperately tried to find the words. �It�s not��

�I told you not to go out with him!� her mother
shrieked, looking furious and terrified at once. �Do you have any idea what
he could have done to you, young lady?! I was worried sick�and now I know, for
good reason! Out until after midnight, I should have known
something was wrong�don�t you dare try to defend him! I don�t care if they
forced you on his team or not, that is no
excuse for this! Oh, when I�m through with him�!�

��Kaa-san!� Sakura was shocked by her mother�s sudden
flare�her mother was usually a quiet, kind woman; protective, perhaps, but
never vindictive or nasty. �He�s just a friend! He didn�t do anything! Just a
stupid boy--�

�He
is not!� Her mother looked livid now,
and Sakura saw the vague shadow of her father moving towards her from the
living room. �That�s what they want
you to think. That�s what they�ve forced us to tell you�forced us to feed you lies, our own daughter!�

�Michiko,
really, we shouldn�t��

Michiko
waved her husband off harshly.
�Don�t you give me that! She�s sixteen now, she has a
right to know! She has to work with him everyday, go on dangerous missions with
him, trusting him with her life��

�Naruto has saved my life dozens of times!�
Sakura snapped.

�So that he could do this to you?! No wonder!� Her mother
had turned away from her father, who looked up at her with apologetic eyes. �I
don�t think you�d speak so lightly of him if you knew what he really was!�

�He�s
just an idiot!� Sakura yelled back. The tears were flowing freely again down
her cheeks. Why was her mother doing this? Naruto may have been loud, obnoxious
and stupid at times, but he did care about her� it was her fault what happened
tonight, after all� it wasn�t like he was a monster,
or anything.

�Sixteen
years ago,� her mother�s voice was no longer yelling, but there was something
malicious about it, �you were only,
what? Seven months old, at most? Did they teach you in school how the Yondaime
was killed, Sakura-chan?�

Sakura
blinked. What did that have to do with Naruto? �Yes� of course, we all know the
story� he sacrificed his life� to save the village from a demon fox� the
Nine-Tails� why�?�

�Did
they tell you what happened to the demon?�

�Yondaime
killed him?� Sakura said tentatively.

Michiko
laughed.

Sakura was not slow, by any means. Not perhaps
as sharp as Sasuke, but when you gave her 1 and 1, she knew how to make 2.

�You
poor child� my poor daughter,� her mother corrected herself, shaking her head. �Having to train, live, and work with
that foul creature, day after day� you wonder why I am always so terrified? It�s not because I doubt you, Sakura-chan. I know
you can take care of yourself out there. I worry because of him, because I don�t trust
that boy�that, that monster that they
let become a shinobi.�

Sakura
sat down on the top stair, hard.

�You�re
lying,� Sakura said weakly.

�Am
I? Tell her, Yuta. Tell her I�m telling the truth.�

Her
father bowed his head, and Sakura immediately knew it was true.

Only
she didn�t want to believe it. Refused to.

�You
realize what you�ve done?� she heard her father ask her mother. �If anyone finds out you�ve told her,
you�ll��

�Go
to prison?� Michiko asked. �For trying to protect my daughter? Hardly.
I�d like to see the Council try to lock me up for telling her after she comes
home looking like she was raped. The village wouldn�t allow it��

�Naruto didn�t do
anything to me!�
Sakura screamed, throwing her purse down the stairs. Both parents looked at
her, startled. �He�s never done anything to me! All he�s ever done is care
about me and protect me! And all I�ve ever done is ignore him for it! You�re
wrong, both of you! Naruto couldn�t be that�that�he loves this village!�

Sakura
stood up and turned around before either of her parents could say a word to
stop her. She ran to her room, slamming
and locking the door behind her. She refused to come out for the rest of the
night.

*
* *

Naruto
rolled his eyes and tossed the book aside, �Yeah, right. By the time we were
finished fighting over who got to screw who,
we�d be fast asleep.�

Silence
fell over the two once more, and Naruto was growing steadily more
uncomfortable. Now that he wasn�t talking, he was more aware of the situation;
the side of his body was putting most of its weight on Sasuke, who had dropped
one knee flat and moved his arm back so that Naruto was halfway into his lap.
The brunette hardly seemed bothered by this, and it was slowly dawning on
Naruto just how clearly he could make out Sasuke�s heartbeat � it was slow and
steady, like his breathing.

If it stayed this quiet much longer, Naruto
swore he was going to go insane.

�Have
you ever kissed anyone?�

Sasuke
had the dignity to look scandalized. �What?�

�Have
you ever kissed anyone?� Naruto repeated. �Well, besides me, but that really
didn�t count, so��

Sasuke
narrowed his eyes, staring at the wall. �Why?�

�Dunno,�
Naruto shrugged against him. �I�m
curious. Have you?�

There
was a small pause before Sasuke chose to answer. �Yes.�

�Really?� Naruto perked up, tilting his head so he could
see Sasuke�s face � or part of it, anyway. �Who?�

�Don�t
worry about it.�

Naruto
hesitated. He had to ask� he knew the answer already, but dammit, he had to
ask.

�Sakura?�
he said tentatively.

�Fuck
no.�

Naruto
actually smiled.

�Okay,
okay�but who? Oh, don�t put on that face. I told you!� he whined, pouting at the complete
fed-up face Sasuke was giving him. �Who~? Tellmetellmetellme!�

�None of your damn business.�

�Sasuke!� Naruto sat up beside him, glaring. �Stop acting like such a prick! It�s
not like I�m going to tell anybody! Who the hell listens to me anyway?�

Sasuke
remained silent, eyes fixed on the wall.

Naruto
began to get furious.

�This
isn�t fucking fair! I tell you to get out,
and you come barging in here, demanding to know what�s wrong, so I sit here and
pour out my soul to you, confide all of my woes in you, tell you the deepest,
darkest secrets of my life��

Sasuke
rolled, and then closed his eyes. So loud�

��do
you really think I wanted to tell you what happened tonight? Do you have any
idea how embarrassing that was? For all I knew you were going to laugh in my
face and make some smart-ass remark about the whole thing! But I told you
anyway, I trusted you��

~ Kakashi sighed. �I�m
not what you need.�

~ �I know.�

~ �Then why��

~ �Because it�s enough.�

��you
say you don�t care, but you still
want to know. I know you care, but you�re too proud to admit it! You�d kill
yourself before you�d admit you had any other feeling then hate, you angsty
bastard. Sometimes I think you like
being depressed, or maybe you just like the attention? Is that it? It gets all
the girls to notice you. �Oh,
Sasuke-the-Loner, he�s so dark and Goth and sexy! I want to have his children!�
I swear, you have to like it, it�s the only reason you still act the way you
do��

It never was enough�

��are
you even listening to me, you bastard? You�re not, are you? Figures.
Fine, ignore me then. I�ll sit here and talk to myself just to spite you,
asshole��

�Will
you give it a rest?�

�NO!�
Naruto snapped, grabbing him by the collar and forcing them to look at once
another. �Why the hell should I have to shut up? First, you want me to talk;
now, you want me to shut up! Screw you! This is my house, you asshole! You
can�t make me shut�umph!�

Naruto
froze corrected. Sasuke had, apparently for no other reason then to do just
that, lunged forward and kissed him on the lips, giving him a fleeting feeling
of d�ja vu. The force had driven him backwards so hard that he�d fallen onto
his back on the floor, Sasuke going with him. Their lips separated as Naruto�s
head thwacked against the wooden floor,
and he stared up at his teammate, transfixed and more than just a little
surprised.

�Sasuke, wha�?�

�I
thought I told you to shut up?�

Naruto
was kissed again, and he tried to struggle only to find himself forcibly held
down. Sasuke had too many advantages�he was on top, much larger, and in this
case, certainly more aggressive. There was also the element of surprise,
because Naruto was still trying to focus on exactly what was happening to him.

Sasuke. Kissing.

Me?

�Get off,� he spat. Teeth bit down on his
lower lip and suckled it gently, and Naruto closed his eyes in inner turmoil.
�Off!�

A
forearm crushed his collarbone, stretching across his shoulders and holding him
down. He gasped as his shoulder blades dug into the hardwood, and the moment
his mouth opened, Sasuke�s tongue slipped inside, and he was surprised to find
it hard to resist retaliating with his own.

Disgusted
with his own lack of self-control, Naruto did the one thing that he could
muster the mind power to focus on, and punched Sasuke in the jaw. Hard.

�Ow!
Fuck, Naruto!�

Sasuke
had pulled back, but he was still bent over Naruto while he rubbed is chin with
the back of his hand. Naruto was satisfied to notice his lip was bleeding.

�I
said get off!� Naruto wriggled
beneath him, but Sasuke�s grip was firm.
�What the hell has gotten into you?! Let go!�

Sasuke
opened his mouth to speak, but Naruto swung again. Prepared this time, he
dodged the punch easily, seized both of Naruto�s wrists with his hands, and
slammed them down, pinning the boy to the floor.

�Will
you stop thrashing and yacking for one
minute so I can say something?!�

�Oh,
what, NOW you wanna talk?! Screw you! Pervert!�

Sasuke
leaned in again, and Naruto stopped talking immediately to close his eyes and
mouth, anticipating another kiss. Sasuke had been planning on this and kept his
uncomfortably close pose as he spoke.

�You�re
shaking,� the voice sounded amused.
�What are you scared of?�

Naruto
opened his eyes, giving Sasuke a look of pure loathing. �You.�
Sasuke moved down again, but Naruto turned his head to the side. �Why are you
doing this?�

�Why not?�

The
blonde shivered as a nose trailed up his neck, tracing the skin from his
collarbone to his earlobe, and he strained against the hold on his
wrists.

�Sasuke��

Lips
recovered his own in an instant. �If you keep saying my name like that...�

It
was a strange scene indeed: Sasuke, holding him down, forcing him to stay where
he was; Naruto, resisting his captor but neglecting to fight back at the same
time. He didn�t understand why he was doing it, but while half of him wanted to
throw Sasuke off him and beat the crap out of him, and the other half�

Sasuke�s
tongue wrapped around his own, dominating it, and Naruto groaned.

�the other half of him
just wanted to lie there, held down, and let him do it.

The
kiss was fiercely different from the one he had shared with Sakura earlier that
evening. Sakura had let him lead the kiss, and he had been very gentle with
her. Sasuke, on the other hand, was kissing him so hard he could feel his lips
bruising, and was anything but letting him lead. Naruto would be lying if he
said it didn�t flood him with excitement�not that that stopped him from denying
it. He blamed the blood rushing to his cheeks on his anger, blamed the
prickling he felt on the back of his neck on the rough wooden floor, and blamed
sudden flare of heat in his groin on the fact that Sasuke had settled between
his legs, a place still very sensitive from earlier that evening.

It
took a few minutes of relentless attack on his mouth before Naruto finally gave
into temptation and began kissing Sasuke back.

It
was very uncomfortable for both of them; Naruto, with his back and shoulder
blades pressing into the floor, and Sasuke, his knees and elbows the only
things bracing him above the blonde besides the boy�s hips. Naruto made a noise
in his mouth when Sasuke shifted, rubbing their pelvises together, and Sasuke
smirked against the boy�s mouth. Even though Naruto was responding now, he
still shook every time Sasuke�s tongue grew a little bold, and his breath still
hitched every time their bodies rubbed together. Yes� this was exactly what Sasuke needed�

Naruto
suddenly tried to move, pushing Sasuke upwards in the kiss, before Sasuke
reacted and shoved him back down. The kiss broke as Naruto�s head hit the floor
once again, drawing out a curse, causing Naruto to rub the back of his head and
glare at Sasuke.

�I
was just trying to get comfortable,� he muttered, trying to look irritated
despite the flush on his cheeks.
�The bed is right there, you know.�

Sasuke
stared down at him for a very long moment, as if he were thinking deeply about
something, then sideways towards the bed and stood up without a word. He
offered Naruto a hand, who took it (looking slightly suspicious at the
proffered appendage) and was helped to his feet with a solid tug. Naruto found himself face-to-face with his teammate and jumped slightly
when he felt hands on his hips. Sasuke leaned in and kissed him slowly this
time, and Naruto, taken aback, fumbled slightly against the tongue trying to
enter his mouth. Sasuke persisted for a long minute, making sure Naruto was
well occupied with what was going on in his mouth before he began to take
advantage of the smaller boy�s change of wardrobe. The zipper of his vest,
already half-undone, was simply too tempting to ignore, and was soon on a
steady trail down towards the waistband of his cargos.

Naruto
vaguely felt the fabric expose him, but he was too engrossed with the kissing
to really notice what it meant�that is, until, Sasuke�s hands traveled up his
bare sides, making him shiver and groan into the taller boy�s mouth. Is this
how Sakura had felt when he�d touched her? Did her skin react as if it was
being electrocuted every time he ran his fingertips along her body? The tongue
left his mouth, followed by a disappointed sigh, but was quickly silenced with
a gasp as Sasuke�s lips, teeth, and tongue began to explore his neck region.
Naruto tilted his head up, and then felt fingers weave into his hair at the base
of his neck. A few tugs and the headband Kiba had given him fluttered to the
floor, releasing a mess of wavy blonde spikes.

Sasuke
always wondered if Naruto had made the connection with his appearance that
everyone else was beginning to make. The adults had noticed it first, of
course, but then they had known the Fourth in person. Most of their generation
were only vaguely aware of his existence, and besides the carving in the cliffs
among the other three Hokages, many had no clear idea what he looked like.
Sasuke, however, paid more attention to his surroundings then many of his
peers. He had seen Fourth�s image everywhere�there was a photo hung in the
Hokage�s office, a photo at the Academy, a huge memorial to his death, and even
a team photo of him in Kakashi�s apartment. It was the latter image that Sasuke
got the chance to study, and at the time he began to recognize the resemblance,
he�d been shocked.

Who
knew that Naruto, the idiot, the loudest ninja in Konoha, the people shunned
and looked upon like trash�. Who knew that he was the
son of the legendary Yondaime of Konoha?

Naruto
was either oblivious to the fact, or aware of it and
doing a superb job of acting ignorant�Sasuke honestly did not know which.
Although he was sure the blonde would love something to brag about, would he
really admit to his lineage considering his record? Did Naruto see himself as a
failure to his ancestors, much like Sasuke did?

Whatever
the case, Sasuke was astonished that not that many people had seemed to notice.
The same hair, the same eyes, even the same skin�always a shade darker then
everyone else�s, like he�d just spent time tanning at the beach, or too much
time in the field. Messy spikes of hair were longest over his ears, framing his
face and making his powdery-blue eyes glow bright, even at night. The only
difference were the whisker marks on Naruto�s cheeks�Sasuke never asked how he
had gotten them, honestly didn�t care, and might have actually admitted to
finding them adorable if he were ever drunk enough.

The Uchiha
teen ran his tongue along the said mark, moistening the longest of the three
grazes. Naruto shuddered against him and Sasuke turned his head and bit down on
the side of his neck, and Naruto leaned back, reaching for something to support
him. He wobbled slightly and fell backwards with a soft thump, looking
bewildered that he�d fallen onto the bed and Sasuke looking down at him with
something resembling amusement.

Before
Naruto could say a word, however, Sasuke had knelt down on the bed between his
splayed legs and took his hips in his hands, holding them down. Naruto was
about to ask what the hell he thought he was doing until Sasuke leaned forward
and ran his tongue along the skin from the hem of Naruto�s pants to his
bellybutton. The gasp drawn out this time was much louder than those before it,
and Naruto could feel the moist skin tingle as the cold air of the room swept
across it. Sasuke ignored the muttered protests and continued his
ministrations, licking, nibbling, sucking and occasionally biting the flesh
covering Naruto�s navel and hips, making the boy struggle vainly against his
hold.

Naruto
now only had a vague idea what was going on, as most of his attention was
focused only on the way Sasuke�s teeth were nibbling on his hip. If he had been
paying more attention, he may have noticed how every time he lifted his hips in
response, Sasuke would pull down the hem of his pants just a little bit
further, exposing more skin to be explored, or the small noises escaping his
throat every time Sasuke ran his hands over his stomach and sides.

Maybe
Sasuke wasn�t the only one who needed this.

Hands
gripped the bed sheets tightly as Sasuke managed to undo the button and zipper
of his cargos, allowing him to discard the annoying articles of clothing. Naruto
tried to fight him, to push him off and tell him to stop, because he knew the
only reason his hands weren�t shaking was because they were clinging to the
bed. Sasuke couldn�t be thinking� well, it was a bit obvious now that his pants
were missing. Coherent thoughts vanished again as Sasuke�s hand wrapped around
his cock, slowing stroking the erection to life. Naruto couldn�t concentrate on
anything except the attention that damned hand was giving him.

Sasuke
may have looked like he was perfectly calm and at-ease with what he was doing,
but in truth his insides were boiling. He had not expected this to have gone
this far�he hadn�t even expected Naruto to kiss him back, much less invite him
into the bed and allow the removal of his clothes. It was as if the blonde
realized what Sasuke wanted�what he needed�and
was willing to partake in it� or maybe he was just blowing things out of
proportion. Naruto had been, in fact, very busy on his own earlier that night,
and maybe Sasuke was just an easy way out. Or maybe he was overwhelmed with
what was happening, and was too lost in the pleasure to think about what this
was leading to� or maybe�

�Fuck, Sasuke...�

�or
maybe Sasuke needed to stop reading so far into this and just finish what he
started. The look on Naruto�s face was intense and flushed with desire, and
Sasuke could feel his own erection begging to get out of his pants at the sight
of him.

A
burning, moist tongue began to trace a line from the base of his cock to the
tip, and Naruto forgot how to breathe. That
was new�something he had never felt before and never imagined could feel so
good. Sasuke may have well just threw his hesitation out the window at that
point, because Naruto tangled a hand in his hair trying to force him to go
faster, and Sasuke resisted him with a smirk and purposely took his time,
enjoying the way the blonde squirmed every time his tongue swirled around the
head of his cock.

Finally,
after what seemed like forever, Sasuke gave in to the pressure on his head and
took all of Naruto inside his mouth, and the blonde moaned out loud.

Smirking,
Sasuke pulled off slowly, and whispered, �Wait here.�

�Nn? Wha��

�Just
wait.�

Sasuke
had gotten up and walked into the bathroom, leaving Naruto with approximately
eight seconds to think things over before he returned, something small grasped
in his hand.

�What
is th��

Sasuke
had grabbed his cock again, this time leaning over him, and kissed him hard,
cutting off his inquiry. The trip to the bathroom was promptly forgotten as
Sasuke began to stroke him steadily, gently pulling away from his mouth and
leaving a wet trail down his chest as he made his way back between the blonde�s
legs. Naruto groaned as Sasuke once again took him in his mouth and didn�t even
hesitate to comply as Sasuke spread his legs, bending one of his knees up on
the bed and out of the way.

Sasuke
took over Naruto with his mouth, and used his hands to quickly open the bottle
of body oil he�d found in the boy�s bathroom cabinet. It looked as if it had
never been used, but it would suit its purpose, and he quickly coated his
fingers in it.

Naruto
gasped all over again as he felt the fingers slip beneath him, searching for
that hidden spot that he never had expected to be touched. Sasuke used his
other hand to tilt Naruto�s hips up a little more, then assisted his mouth in
nourishing the blonde�s cock, leaving his other hand�s forefinger to press
itself in slowly, causing Naruto to pull the bed sheets so hard they were
beginning to come loose.

�Relax,�
he breathed out, whispering the words against Naruto�s length as he withdrew a
little. �It won�t hurt so much��

Naruto
took a quick, deep breath, apparently trying to heed his advice. It worked a
little, and Sasuke pushed his finger back in, not stopping this time until it
was in all the way. He stayed that way, all the while licking up and around the
blonde�s throbbing length and whispering words of encouragement as Naruto
continued to squirm but refrained from complaining.

Sasuke
pulled out again, suckling on his partner�s cock as he did so, and this time
pressed in with both the index and the middle finger. The blonde tensed all
over again, and he swallowed the
boy�s cock in an effort to distract him, and succeeded; the sensation that the
rough texture of Sasuke�s tongue caused running along his erection was a
welcome sedative to Naruto. He lifted his hips up to the mouth, allowing the
fingers better access and one of them brushed lightly across him from the
inside, accidentally discovering the small bundle of nerves hidden there.

Naruto
yelped and fell back, only this time when he tensed, it wasn�t in pain, and he
raised his hips again in hopes of feeling it again. Sasuke pulled off his
length and held him up with his free hand, and twisted the fingers he had
inside the blonde.

Naruto
moaned so loud it reverberated off the walls, and Sasuke briefly wondered if
his neighbors had heard it.

�Oh, gods,� Naruto had practically gulped the
words, relishing in feeling inside him that was fading all too quickly. Sasuke
took him in his mouth again, and this time when he his fingers brushed his
prostate, Naruto jerked violently and came in his mouth with a strangled cry.

The
grip in his hair tightened, and Sasuke nearly gagged at the sudden flood of
saltiness in his mouth. Disgusted at first, he regained his senses quickly and
swallowed what of it he could, wiping the remainder
off the side of his mouth. He removed his fingers and stood up,
looking over the boy sprawled on the bed.

Naruto
was lying there with his eyes closed, panting heavily and still in the glow of
his after-orgasm. Sasuke�s mouth twitched slightly,
and he pulled his shirt over his head in one quick movement and dealt away with
his own pants just as quickly. Naruto, who was beyond questioning Sasuke at
this point, sat up on his elbows as Sasuke climbed on top of him. Grabbing the
boy�s lips in a kiss, Naruto scooted backwards, bringing both of them more
fully onto the bed. Sasuke wasted little time in slipping his fingers back
beneath Naruto�s hips. His free hand busied itself with stroking the blonde,
quickly reinstating the lost erection.

Naruto
made a small noise in his mouth and tilted his lower body up, giving Sasuke the
access he needed. Sasuke reinserted both fingers while at the same time
grinding his now-naked pelvis against Naruto�s, rubbing their erections
together. Sasuke moaned in their mouths this time and nearly gagged on Naruto�s
tongue as he struggled to find a steady rhythm between them. Naruto growled
back in response and bit down on Sasuke�s lower lip.

�Stop
teasing,� he grunted, pressing back against the agile fingers.

Sasuke
kissed him briefly before pulling back, then twisted his fingers again and
watched with mild satisfaction as Naruto�s face contorted slightly with a
moan.

�It�s
going to hurt��

�I�m
not going to cry about it, asshole.�

Another
twist was followed quickly by another moan.

�You sure, dobe?�

�If
you call me that one more time,� the blonde snapped between clenched teeth as
Sasuke let his middle finger massage his prostrate at an agonizingly slow pace,
�you are going to be the one with a sore
ass in the morning.�

�Tch,�
Sasuke pressed in father, and Naruto cried out, digging his fingertips into
Sasuke�s forearms as Sasuke leaned in to whisper lightly by his ear. �In your dreams, dobe.�

The
removal of fingers was quickly followed by something much larger and harder,
and Sasuke whispered lightly against his lips. �Relax,� he muttered
quickly�almost absently, �I don�t want to hurt you.�

I don�t want to hurt you.

Naruto
would later deny having agreed to this, but as it were, he spread his legs at
Sasuke�s touch and let the bastard in.

The
immediate feeling of being torn in two vanished quickly, mostly because Naruto
was already well lubricated and so drugged with pleasure he could feel little
else. He had been expecting sex with Sasuke to be like everything else with
Sasuke: cold, quick, insensitive and short-lived. What he got, however, was a
torturously slow pace�Sasuke was taking him hard and slow, extracting every bit
of pleasure from it as he could and leaving Naruto in a messy puddle of
emotions ranging between dismay, ecstasy, and frustration.

Grunting,
Naruto shifted, and Sasuke responded by lifting one of legs over his shoulder,
letting the inside of his knee rest almost on top of his shoulder. Naruto had
little time to reflect on how shinobi exercises were handy in making you this
flexible because Sasuke had hunched over him, bending him further, and sped up
a couple of paces, driving himself hard into the blonde. The new angle let him
hit that spot inside Naruto dead on and made him moan with each clash of their
hips.

Naruto
was just as beyond coherency as Sasuke at this point�and Sasuke was losing
himself all too quickly, because Naruto was just too willing and tight and
god-fucking-damned-impish beneath him that it was all he could do to prevent
himself from coming almost immediately. The blonde�s bangs were plastered to
his forehead with perspiration and his chest was heaving with every breath, his
abdomen jerking with each hard thrust of Sasuke�s on hips, making the black
tattoo-ish marks wrinkle and stretch�

Wait.
What?

As he
had been busy watching Naruto�s face, Sasuke was quite surprised when he
glanced down and saw a complicated black seal branded onto Naruto�s navel. What the hell?

Naruto,
still oblivious, growled at the sudden break in Sasuke�s pace and clenched his
muscles hard, tightening himself around the brunette�s cock and making Sasuke
snap out of his daze with a moan. The seal temporarily forgotten, Sasuke
resumed a quicker pace, slamming into the blonde so hard he knew at least half
of the yelps he managed to get out of him were in pain.

The
tension that had been slowly building in his groin was now wound so tightly it
was painful, and Sasuke could tell from Naruto�s expression that the feeling
was mutual. Flashes of white-hotness burned his nerves, ripping his muscles in
half and making his skin tingle as if it had been burned. Body overwhelmed with
the new sensations, he thrust one final time into the blonde before he felt his
body jerk, go rigid, and melt all in the same moment. Naruto was only half a
pace behind him and went limp underneath him as he collapsed, slick with sweat
and bodily fluids. Neither said anything for a long moment, both trying to make
up for all the air they spared during the sex, and Sasuke was sure he had
stopped thinking, and his brain was
now having trouble rebooting.

Using
the excuse of Naruto�s mess, Sasuke began to clean his abdomen slowly with his
tongue, eyes drowsily searching for some sign of the black markings� Maybe he
had imagined it, because Naruto�s stomach was as flawless as it had been when
he�d first removed the vest, the only markings being those caused by Sasuke�s
own fingernails as he�d held him down.

Too
sleepy to dwell on it, Sasuke licked his lips and crawled back up the blonde�s
body and nibbled on his bottom lip. Naruto opened his eyes a sliver, gazing at
Sasuke through foggy lenses and kissed him thoroughly, using slow fluid strokes
of his tongue, luring Sasuke back into a laying position. Breaking the kiss
suddenly, Naruto rolled over and pressed his back against Sasuke�s chest.
Sasuke hesitated for a moment before wrapping the blonde up in his arms and
burying his nose in the wisps of hair at the base of Naruto�s neck.

�I
guess we got a bit carried away, huh?� Naruto�s voice was so quiet,
Sasuke had to strain to hear it.

He
didn�t know what to say, so didn�t answer. Naruto was silent for such a long
time, Sasuke had though he�d fallen asleep and was almost to that point himself
before the blonde�s voice broke the silence, nearly as quiet as before.

�Sasuke?�

�Mm?� It sounded more
like a grunt, mumbled against the blonde�s neck.

�D�you
ever get� well, lonely?�

It
almost took a full minute for Sasuke to answer.

�Yeah. All the time.�

Another pause.

�Do
you?�

Naruto
smiled sideways, though Sasuke couldn�t see it, �Yeah. All
the time.�

* * *

When
Kurenai rolled over, she immediately knew something wasn�t right.

First,
her bed was not pale green. In fact, she had gotten new sheets as a present
from her mother a week ago, and they were red. Second, and much more
disturbing, is that she was naked. As a shinobi, Kurenai knew better then to
sleep in the nude. Not only was she on call at all hours of the day, but the
chances that some wayward shinobi seeking vengeance would visit her in the
middle of the night were too high to risk it.

She
suddenly realized that the shower had been running because someone had just
turned the water off. With only enough time to glance up, a door opened in
front of her, and a wave of steam
escaped from the bathroom. Quick reflexes were the only thing that prevented
her from biting off her tongue.

It was
bad enough that he was only clad in a towel, but the fact that she had just
woken up and came face to face with a wet, naked, finely sculpted torso did not
help settle her state of mind.

�Oh,
you�re up,� he said casually, idly toweling his grey hair. �Want some coffee?�

Kurenai
watched speechless as he turned and swaggered towards the closet. She almost
lacked the smarts to roll over and look the other way before he dropped his
towel to dress. Her mind was a buzz for several moments while trying to figure
out what in the hell was going on.

�Well,
do you?�

Kurenai
jumped slightly, rolled onto her back and looked at him; he was wearing black
slacks, part of his Jounin uniform, but was still shirtless. A gleeful little
voice in the back of her mind told her that she had probably seen more than
just his naked chest last night.

�Kakashi,�
she said, pausing slightly before continuing in an oddly steady voice, �last
night, did we��

Kakashi
looked amused, and she could feel the blood rushing to her cheeks.

�I
take it this is the first time you�ve left the bar with company.�

�Bar?�
Kurenai blinked, vaguely, thinking. It was hard� her head had a slow, dull
throb pulsating by her right temple that seemed to be blocking the process.

�The
coffee will help.� Kakashi
disappeared from view as he tossed something over her head. �Get dressed.�

Pulling
the shirt off her face, she waited until he�d left the bedroom before tossing
off the covers and throwing the shirt over her head. Kakashi was so tall that
the shirt easily reached halfway down her thighs. She scrounged around for her
dress � unable to locate it, she settled for her underwear, which was under the
bed, and slipped it on under the shirt before following him into the kitchen.

The
smell of the coffee was enough to wake her up, and she winced almost
immediately as her headache took full effect. Her next reaction was worse �
Kakashi had come up behind her and put his hands on her sides as if to steady
her, and she all but jumped out of his arms. She whirled around to see the same
amused expression strewn across his face.

�A bit
jumpy, aren�t we?�

Kurenai
scowled.

�You�re
in an awfully good mood.�

The
amusement turned into something much worse: a cocky smirk. �Can you blame me?�

If she
had been holding something, Kurenai was sure she would have thrown it at him. She
wanted to say something, yell at him even, but she couldn�t spit anything out.

Kakashi
seemed to realize her dilemma and the smirk softened slightly. �Your coffee�s getting cold.�

The
coffee did help. It took almost the entire mug, but the throb in her temple was
beginning to fade, and her nerves
were relaxing. She still couldn�t remember anything from last night between
leaving the bar and waking up, and she was debating on whether or not to ask
Kakashi about it. It was fairly obvious what had happened, but not being able
to recall any of it unsettled her slightly.

�You
didn�t answer me,� she said finally.
�Earlier��

Kakashi
yawned.

�You
can blame Asuma, if you want; it was
he who suggested I walk you home. Do you want to see what you did to my uniform?
If I hadn�t been drunk, I would have
tied you up.�

Gripping
her mug uncomfortably, Kurenai stared down into her coffee. She didn�t want to
think about what she might have done last night� it sounded insane, but she
trusted Kakashi, enough not to question his story. If nothing else, he wasn�t
the sort of person to take advantage of others � certainly not in this manner,
anyway.

Though,
the remark about his uniform still worried her.

�Was I
that bad?�

Kakashi
grinned at her.

�I
never said it was bad.�

* * *

When
Naruto came to the next morning, his initial thought was, damn, I slept pretty well.
I feel great.

Then
he sat up�or rather, tried to.

�Uuunngh,� he groaned, rolled over, and tried to push
himself up that way, and the same pain shot through his lower back. Disoriented
with sleep, Naruto racked his brain for an explanation. He hadn�t been training
yesterday� had he? Even still, unless he broke his tailbone recently, there was
no reason his backside should hurt this
much.

Rolling
back over, Naruto suddenly noticed the other person in his bed, and his heart
skipped a beat before his brain caught up on current events.

�oh.

Sasuke
was watching him sleepily, probably just having woken up after all of his
tossing and grumbling. An unmistakably smug look was plastered on his face.

�Sore?�

�Fuck
you,� Naruto hissed, flipping back over, facing away and lying down, trying not
to wince at the sharp pain that caused. �Why are you still here?�

�Do
you want me to leave?� he heard Sasuke ask tonelessly.

Naruto
thought about that. �Actually, no. Go cook me
breakfast.�

Naruto
had expected Sasuke to snort and tell him to go to hell.

Instead,
he felt the bed shift, and the next thing he saw was Sasuke (dressed in only
his shorts) exit the bedroom without a word.

Naruto
blinked. Wait a minute�

�Hey��
Naruto was going to tell Sasuke he had been joking when he told him to leave,
but his voice died as the brunette disappeared into the other room. Grumbling
about the injustice of it all, Naruto carefully rolled himself out of bed and
climbed to his feet. It took him a good ten minutes to even finish dressing,
because every time he tried lift or bend a leg, the muscles in them would
solidify and refuse to work.

Wandering
into the kitchen took a while, and when he entered, he was overwhelmed with the smell of rice cooking and something
that smelled suspiciously like sweet miso.

Holy shit, he�s really cooking me breakfast, was all Naruto�s brain managed to think before the next,
much more prominent thought was voiced aloud.

�Where�s
the ramen?�

Sasuke
turned back to glance at him, eyebrow arched and looking slightly incredulous. �Ramen? For breakfast?�

�Yes!�
Naruto told him.

Sasuke
shrugged, �Well, it�s not breakfast anymore. It�s ten past one already.�

�You
can eat ramen for lunch!�

�You
can eat this, too,� Sasuke had turned back to the food. �If you want ramen, you can make it yourself.�

�But��
Naruto silently battled with his conscious, which was trying to convince him
that he�d be an idiot for refusing something like this from Sasuke, and lost
miserably. �Oh, fine. But next time, we�re eating ramen, dammit.�

�Next time?�
Sasuke was still looking at the food, but he could tell by the sudden bang and
fidgeting that Naruto had spazzed abruptly.

�You
know what I meant!� he snapped, blushing profusely.

Naruto
could have been mistaken, but it seemed like Sasuke was in an
uncharacteristically good mood this afternoon.

Stupid Sasuke.

�Since
when can you cook?� Naruto said huffily, peering over Sasuke�s shoulder.

Sasuke
looked back at him incredulous once again.
�Can�t you?� How do you eat, living
alone?

�I can
cook ramen,� Naruto defended weakly.

No wonder you�re so damn skinny, Sasuke thought dismally. �Idiot, you�re going to make yourself sick.�

�Ramen
doesn�t make me sick!�

�Eating
it every day will.�

�It
will not!�

Turning
away from the food, Sasuke turned around to face him, arms crossed. �Do you
want to eat this, or not?�

�No!
But I will anyway, because you�re a bastard and will get shitty if I don�t! And
ramen will not make me sick! If anything, your stupid cooking will! So shut up,
I�ll eat nothing but ramen for the rest of my life if I want! So there!�

Naruto
stumbled backwards as Sasuke suddenly advanced, knocking him into the table,
rattling the scattered dishes on top of it. Both of Sasuke�s hands slammed down
on the table on either side of his hips, trapping him there. Naruto glared up
at him, but Sasuke didn�t look angry� in fact, the bastard was smirking.

�You�re
going to just eat it and like it,� he said simply.

�The
hell I am!� Naruto snapped, referring to Sasuke�s presumption that he�d enjoy
it.

Sasuke
regarded him quietly, moving in almost too slowly to kiss him. His lips pressed
lightly against the blonde�s, letting his tongue just barely graze the gap
between them, coaxing them open, most likely trying to calm him down. Naruto,
however, learned this trick last night and was quick to use it as a distraction
and grab Sasuke by his forearms and flip him around, reversing their positions.
Sasuke�s back hit the table with a crash, knocking over a couple of glasses.

��the hell are you doing?! Nar��

This
time, it was Sasuke who found himself cut off with a kiss and was pushed
roughly back onto the kitchen table, scattering what dishes were left there
onto the floor, several of them breaking with a crash. Naruto had climbed up on
all fours over him, apparently oblivious to the way the table was creaking
under their weight, and kissing him fiercely. Sasuke resisted for a moment,
uncomfortable with the blonde�s use of force and concerned with the well-being
of the food on the stove. A few seconds of relentless tongue dueling, however,
and he was more then willing to cooperate.

Naruto
was using one of his hands to hold himself up, and the other began to explore
the bare skin of Sasuke�s chest, something he had had little time to spare
appreciating the night before. He positioned his hips between the Uchiha�s and
felt the brunette groan into his mouth. Sasuke tangled a hand in his hair,
tugging it slightly, making him groan back and lean deeper into the kiss. Maybe
it was because he was fully awake this time, but it was only now that Naruto
realized he actually enjoyed kissing Sasuke�it felt good, it felt right, and
always left him hungry for more.

If the
smell of burnt rice wasn�t enough to draw them out of their distraction, a very
surprised Kiba busting through the unlocked front door certainly was.

A few
moments stunned silence in which Kiba stared wide-eyed, Naruto looked up, and
Sasuke tilted his head down to look upside-down towards the den, was followed
by a sharp exclamation.

�What the fuck?!� Kiba yelped, and Naruto all but fell off the table.

Kiba
did not stick around to find out what exactly
the fuck was, however, because he departed as quickly as he�d come, slamming
the door so hard it bounced back open.

�Shit!�
Naruto picked himself of the floor, and then hopped on one foot because he�d
stepped on broken glass with the other. �Shitshitshit!�

Sasuke
may have had some input on the situation, but was too busy laughing it away on
top of the table to bother.

* * *

�So,
you ready for this?�

Kakashi
watched Asuma ask from his seat on the windowsill, one hand in his vest pocket,
the other holding open his book. Asuma�s place was so tiny
that he could have been on the other side of the apartment and still hear
every word, so it was pointless to pretend like he wasn�t listening to the two
at the table.

�Ready
as I�ll ever be,� Kurenai answered, shrugging. �I�ve done worse.�

Kakashi
raised an eyebrow.

Asuma
ignored the latter half of her answer. �You do know that Kiba�s signed up to do
this too, don�t you?�

�Yeah,
and? So is Naruto. They have to grow up someday. They need to do an S-class gig
to even be considered for ANBU.�

Asuma
looked unconvinced. �Isn�t Sasuke up for this one, too?�

Kakashi
nodded.

�And
you�re not worried about either of them reacting to�do they even know that
she�s part of the job?�

�Oh for crying out loud, Asuma. It�s just a minor role; its not like she�s going to be in any
danger. Besides, have you seen that girl throw a punch?�

�Naruto
and Sasuke have both grown immensely,� Kakashi assured him. �I�m not even
worried about Sasuke�Naruto�s bound to be a bit shocked, but like Kurenai said,
they have to realize that this job isn�t just about throwing kunai.�

�Still,�
Asuma sighed, �I wouldn�t let Ino sign up with Shikamaru on the job; he�d throw a fit.�

Kurenai
looked dubious. �Shikamaru throws fits?�

Asuma
shrugged, �Not yet, but I think this�d be enough to warrant one.�

�Anyway,
Tsume was supposed to be with me, not Sakura�I think that would have killed
Kiba as it were�but after that last mission, she won�t be going anywhere for a
while. Anko�s too well known in the area, and the same goes for the other two
that were available. So we needed someone younger� Hinata is way too important
to risk on the job, Ino�s already signed on another role, and Sakura
volunteered for it anyway. I think she wants the chance to prove she has what
it takes. She�s been going with me for three weeks now, you should see how she
handles the guys�she�ll do fine.�

Neither
of the men looked convinced, although Kakashi was doing a very good job of
hiding it. Even though he knew it was necessary, and trusted his kids�
abilities, Kurenai could see the doubt in his gaze. Kurenai knew the
feeling�she would have felt the same way if it had been Hinata going instead.

�I
won�t let anything happen to her,� she promised them. �I�ll look after her.�

�Yeah?� Asuma
said, �And who�s going to look after you?�

Kurenai
looked slightly indignant, but knew better then to be insulted�it was hard to
be when she knew he was only worried about her.

�I�ll
be fine, Asuma. We�ll have two teams of ANBU outside for backup, not to mention
two Sharingan users. I doubt they can cook anything up to rival that.�

�Let�s
hope not,� Kakashi said quietly.

* * *
* *

A/N: Waaaaaaaaah,
sorry this took so long x.x; The smut gave me an
uncharacteristically hard time� I�m still not sure if I�m happy with how it
progressed ><� Let me know if there�s any complaints, I�m not below
editing chapters after they�re published ^_^;;

There,
Ochiba-sama: they fucked, happy now? :P

Poor Kiba-kun� XD;;
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