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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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Some people are wondering why I chose the name Phoenix for Kyuubi. Well, here is why. Kyuubi, in the manga and anime, is this immortal demon. A phoenix is a magical creature reborn from the ashes when it dies. I don't know why exactly, but it just seemed to fit Kyuubi since they both will live forever. Plus the nine tails kind of made me think of tail feathers.

As for the couples... These are them... Naruto and Sasuke (obviously) Shikamaru and Kiba (my personal favourite), and Kyuubi and Itachi(Itachi explains why in this chapter)

Any other couples you are interested in, please, just let me know, but no, Neji and Gaara will no be getting together, I find it too cliche.

A few other couples have been requested though. I can try to work them in.

Getting to Know You

The next morning, Neji and Gaara met up with Sasuke at the front door as per usual. Today however they eyed him curiously, wondering if their plan was working. With their usual nod in greeting and a small wave to Itachi, the three friends moved indoors and down the hall.

As everyday started, the usual screeching filled the air when Ino and Sakura came barrelling down the hall sending a few terrified freshmen flying. "SASUKE-KUN!"

Seemingly out of nowhere, Naruto appeared behind the girls, carefully looping his arms with theirs as if he was escorting them. This action caused the two obsessive fan girls to come to a grinding halt as they were jerked back five feet from their intended target.

An overwhelmed Sasuke let out a sigh of relief. After yesterday's performance in the cafeteria, he was confident in his new friends' ability to protect him.

The two girls immediately started fawning over the tanned blonde, batting their eyelashes, trailing their manicured fingers over his muscular biceps and hardened ab, while attempting to speak in soft sultry tones. Sadly, they came off as desperate, and their voices like nails on a chalk board.

"I'm sorry ladies," the blonde said rather cheerfully even though he was thoroughly disgusted with them. "I don't have time for you this morning. I just wanted to make sure you didn't attack Sasuke. Unfortunately he's not up for entertaining guests today, or any day for that matter. So please, run along and gossip elsewhere." With that, he released the stunned girls and moved to walk beside Gaara.

The group continued down the hall, brushing passed the two girls who were now standing with their mouths wide open, gaping like fish.

The rest of the day past with relative ease. Naruto had his hands full when it came to protecting the young Uchiha, but it was nothing he couldn't handle. Various fan girls had to be blocked and pried off the teenage heart throb, once the blonde was forced to intervene when several boys decided they would prefer to see the pale boys face black and blue. It seemed that many of the male population at the school had lost a girlfriend or two when they decided they would prefer to have Sasuke.

It wasn't until last period that something interesting happened. Naruto was leaning back in his chair ignoring the teacher as usual when his phone vibrated in his pocket. Sneaking his cell out of his jeans, Naruto found he had a text from his brother.

Kyuubi: I'm hanging out with Itachi after classes so you're on your own for dinner. Oh, and make sure Sasuke gets home safely.

Naruto: I'm on it. Don't do anything stupid Kyuu...

Kyuubi: Hey! I saw you yesterday, so don't even start with me.

Naruto: That was completely your fault. If you hadn't of scared the shit out of him, then I wouldn't have had to do that.

Kyuubi: ...

Naruto didn't even find this response worth replying to.

At the bell, the two new friends made their way out of the class. "You want a ride home?" the blonde asked.

"Itachi picks me up after school," the younger boy replied. "If he isn't, he usually lets..." he stopped suddenly when his phone buzzed alerting him to an incoming text.

Itachi: Otouto, I will be spending time with Kyuubi this evening so I will not be able to pick you up. However, Kyuubi assures me that his brother Naruto would be more than happy to take you safely home.

"Oh," said Sasuke, his face falling. He'd been looking forward to the time he usually spent with his brother after school. His stomach tightened when he realized he'd be alone with Naruto again.

"What is it?" asked the curious blonde.

Sasuke sighed, and responded to Itachi with a quick whatever. "It seems that our brothers are hanging out and Itachi won't be able to pick me up." He shoved his phone back into his pocket.

"I know," said Naruto. "That's why I offered you a ride. Kyuu sent me a message just before the end of our last class." He motioned for the teen to follow him. "I'll send Gaara a texting let him know I'm taking you home. Come on, my car is this way."

"Car?"

"Yeah, Kyuubi only gave me a ride yesterday since he needed to meet the principal and sign papers and what not," the older teen explained over his shoulder, his stride never faltering as he walked towards the student lot.

"Oh, okay then." Sasuke stopped suddenly, his jaw dropping open, his eyes widening comically. He scowled when he caught Naruto laughing at his shocked expression. "This is your car?" he asked incredulously gesturing towards the bright orange monstrosity Naruto had stopped beside.

"Yup, this is my baby," the blonde exclaimed happily, patting the hood lovingly.

"It's hideous," Sasuke scoffed, pretending to shield his eyes from the blinding colour. "Seriously dobe, how do you not cause accidents in this thing?" He smirked at the pouting blonde.

"Have some respect teme. Her name is Kirei. She's a sixty seven Chevy Impala, meaning she's old enough to be your parent." Keys in hand, he moved to the drivers door and climbed in. "Hurry up teme."

"I can't believe you named your car dobe," Sasuke said sliding into the passenger seat. "Actually, I can't believe you go out in public in this thing."

Naruto just chuckled at the younger boys teasing. "I didn't," the agent snorted. "Kyuu named her. It kind of grew on me though." He clicked his seatbelt into place. "My friend Kiba helped me restore her, and another friend, Shikamaru, helped me trick her out with some cool gadgets." He started pointing out several features including the brand new stereo, GPS navigation system, and DVD player, all three built right into the dashboard. Of course there were a few other handy devices he didn't show the Uchiha.

"Hn." Sasuke pretended that he wasn't interested, though he was itching to play with the toys before him.

Naruto pulled out of the parking lot and headed for the Uchiha Manor. "We don't have to head home right away you know," he said glancing to his passenger. "We could go for coffee or something and kill some time."

"Hn, if you want," he said as if he didn't really care. He cursed himself when his heart skipped a beat at the suggestion.

Chuckling lightly, Naruto headed towards the city center. They were making progress.

"Welcome," greeted the young girl at the counter. "What can I get for you?" She eyed both boys hungrily.

"Large coffee," Sasuke muttered, completely ignoring the cashier batting her eyelashes at him.

"Large hot chocolate with whipped cream please," Naruto ordered cheerfully. "Oh, do you have any of those chocolate sprinkles you could add on top?" he asked flashing the girl behind the counter a wide smile. He noticed the raven wrinkling his nose at the request.

"Of course," the girl answered, turning her attention to the more welcoming of her two customers. "Anything else? Cookies, cake, sandwich, my phone number?" she added hopefully.

"No thanks," Naruto said quickly shutting her down. "We're good. Just the drinks please." He handed her some cash when she rather dejectedly announced the price.

Sasuke was immediately handed his coffee and they were told the hot chocolate would be a minute. The raven moved over to the small ledge containing cream, sugar, lids, and such. He stirred in a small amount of cream before snapping on a lid.

"No sugar?"

"I don't like sweets," the raven replied coolly.

"You don't like sweets," Naruto repeated nonplused. "How? The next thing your going to tell me is that you don't like ramen!" he exclaimed in absolute disbelief.

"I don't."

His mouth gaping, the older teen continued to stare at the pale raven until he realized the cashier was calling out his order. "You are so weird," he gasped out before turning to retrieve his drink.

"Hn," was all the coffee drinker said as he wandered over to the far corner of the small cafe. He picked the booth with the most privacy offered and waited for his friend to join him.

"Okay," said Naruto sitting down across from the younger teen. "So you don't like sweets, or ramen apparently. For that I think you're insane, but anyway. What do you like?"

Thinking for a moment, Sasuke took a sip before responding. "Tomatos."

"Tomatos?"

"Yes, what about you?"

"Well," drawled the blonde. "I like red bean soup, but ramen has to be my favourite."

A look of utter disgust crossed the Uchiha's face. "How can you like that stuff. It's full of preservatives and salt. It has to be the worst food out there. I'm not even sure it's really food."

"How dare you!" Naruto practically shriek. "Ramen is nothing less than the food of the gods!"

"Shut the hell up dobe!" the raven hissed. "People are staring."

"Take it back!" the Uzumaki screeched jumping to his feet.

"No!"

"That's it, I'm taking you to Ichiraku's and proving to you that ramen is the greatest food ever made."

"If I say yes, will you sit down and shut up already?"

"Yes."

"Fine."

Silence enveloped the two. Sasuke was fighting off embarrassment, while Naruto was still fuming over the fact the Uchiha hated his one true love.

"So," started the tanned blonde. "What are your parents like?"

"My parents..." The pale raven trailed off as he determined the best way to describe his complicated home life. "My parents are always busy, but they try to have breakfast and dinner with us every day," he said hesitantly, but continued when he saw that Naruto looked genuinely interested. "Sunday is usually the only time we're all in the house, but they're still busy. My mom is kind and cheerful, and my dad is cold and distant. It's not like he means to be," he reasoned. "It's just the way he was raised. My mom made sure my brother and I didn't turn out like that, she wanted us to be able to show our feelings.

"Like you do at school?" the blonde teased.

Sasuke scowled. "I wasn't always like that," he said, finding the strange urge to defend himself. "But after awhile, obsessive girls really wear you down. They just can't take a hint so I stopped responding, and cut myself off." He stared down at his hands holding the steaming paper cup.

"I get it." Sasuke cast the blonde a withering glare. "It must be tough," he added softly.

"About yesterday," the young teen began. "I'm uh, well the way I over reacted, I'm s-s-s..." He tripped over the words, and struggled to force them out.

"It's okay," said Naruto, holding up a hand to stop the stuttering Uchiha. "You don't need to say it. Kyuu shouldn't have done that, and locking you in was going a bit far. So, I apologize on behalf of my brother for scaring you."

"It's fine," the Uchiha mumbled, refusing to look anywhere but his hands again. The grip on the cup tightened. "I shouldn't have let my fear take over."

"Does it happen often?"

"Does what happen often?" Sasuke asked somewhat confused.

Naruto leaned forward, his large blue eyes fixed intently on his companion. "Well, from what I gather through things you've said, and how you've responded in certain situations, like yesterday. It has come to my attention because of..."

"Dobe," the younger boy growled irritably. "Spit it out already."

Rubbing the back of his neck, the blonde apologized. "Anyway, what I was going to ask was, how often to people try to kidnap you." He dropped his hand back down to the table, watching the others reaction to his question.

As soon as the words were out of Naruto's mouth, Sasuke's eyes hardened, and his jaw clenched. He felt as though he had been punched in the gut as he was reminded of his many narrow escapes. "Often enough," he ground out, his grip tightening around his coffee cup. "Nothing has happened since October, but I'm just waiting for someone to work up the nerve to try again."

"When did it start?"

"When I was fourteen. Some women tried to pull me into her van while I was walking to school." The raven looked up and meet Naruto's gaze. He was surprised to see the usually deadened eyes narrowed dangerously and burning with fury. "I managed to get away," he said quickly, trying to calm the enraged teen. Sasuke was afraid the Uzumaki was going to spill his drink and burn himself because of how tight he was squeezing his drink. "I ran to a restaurant and locked myself in the bathroom until Itachi came for me. Since then, Itachi has always driven me to school."

"Is it always different people who try?"

The raven nodded and proceeded to tell him about the different attacks. "It's not fair," he mused. "Itachi has never had this problem. Sure he has fans that follow him and swoon at the sight of him, but they don't go to illegal means to try and obtain him." His shoulders slumped, and his head drooped. "It's just not fair," he murmured to himself.

Taking several deep and calming breaths, Naruto went over the new information. None of this had been in the mission files. It seemed as though it wasn't only obsessive fans trying to get at the beautiful teen. Orochimaru had been trying for years, or so it seemed, but the question was why.

Silence fell over them again as the sipped their hot beverages. After a good twenty minutes of quiet and comfortable companionship, Naruto decided to continue the original discussion of the Uchiha family.

"So you're close with your brother."

Nodding, Sasuke finally looked up to meet the piercing gaze. "He's my best friend, has been pretty much since I was born." A small smile stole over the ravens features without the boy realizing it. "We have an occasional fight, but for the most part we're always there for each other."

"Sounds like me and Kyuu. Except that our fights end with broken bones and cracked skulls." He ignored the Uchiha's stunned expression and pushed forward. "So, it's just the four of you then?"

"Uh... Yeah. My grandparents on both sides have all passed away," he said before taking a sip. "I think we have one crazy great uncle still, but no one has seen him in years. There was a falling out and he left."

The conversation continued with Naruto asking questions, and Sasuke answering them. The poor raven didn't even realize that he was telling his life story, he was enjoying the company far too much. In fact he hadn't quite realized that he was doing most of the talking.

Sitting in the huge library at a desk by a large window, were two forms. One hunched over a pile of books, the other staring out at the setting sun.

"I thought when you said we should spend some time together, you meant going out and doing something," whined a tanned red head. "Not sitting in some dingy library working." He picked up one of the books and read a line or two before groaning and dropping it back on the table. "Itachi!" he wailed, desperate for attention.

Itachi dropped his pencil on the desk. Leaning back, he eyed the red head across from him. "What exactly did you have in mind?" he asked curiously. Studying wasn't his first choice, it was just that he couldn't come up with anything else to do.

The red head grinned broadly. "How about we go fool around in the stacks," he suggested, his azure eyes sparkling with mischief.

Fighting down the blush threatening to stain his pale cheeks, Itachi plastered a smirk on his face. "You mean the dirtiest part of the library, where the only place dust is disturbed is from previous couples doing the nasty."

"Are you calling us a couple?"

Rolling his eyes at his friend, Itachi picked up his pencil and continued his work. "Get back to work Kyuu." He leaned forward, letting his bangs hide the blush covering his normally pale face.

"You're no fun 'Tachi," Kyuubi pouted.

The coffee shop was emptying slowly, but the two teens were still chatting away. Occasionally Naruto would slip in a fact or two about himself, until the blonde noticed the dark sky outside, and glanced at his watch. "Do you have to be home by a certain time?"

"Six. Unless I've told them beforehand that I won't be home. Why?" The raven tilted his head to the side cutely.

"We better move then," Naruto said, pushing away from the table and standing up. He turned quickly to cover his blush. "It's quarter to now."

"Really?" Sasuke was surprised that they had been there for two hours, the time hand flown by. What he was even more shocked to discover is that he was comfortable opening up to someone he had only met yesterday. To anyone watching them over the last few hours they would have appeared as though they were old friends.

Naruto downed the little that was left in his cup and threw the garbage out as he passed on his way to the door. Sasuke followed him, opting to take his coffee with him as it was still over halfway full. It finally dawned on the Uchiha that he had done most of the talking, which for him was extremely out of character. No matter what situation, the bronze god he was trailing after seemed to draw him out of his shell, coaxing him into things he wouldn't normally do. Going out for coffee, talking about his family, smiling, and blushing being among the many.

He found himself watching the firm behind moving ahead of him. The muscles flexing and tightening beneath the skin tight denim cover. His heart raced at the memory of the deep voice enticing him to keep talking throughout the evening.

"Come on," Naruto called back to the meandering teen behind him. He couldn't help but notice the Uchiha seemed a little distant, and just slightly preoccupied now that they were out of the coffee shop.

The drive to the Uchiha manor was almost unnervingly quiet. Both were caught up in their own thoughts, worrying about what the other was thinking.

"Here we are," said Naruto, breaking the silence as he pulled into the drive. "Itachi taking you in the morning?" he questioned politely. He only received a small nod in reply. "Okay then. I guess I'll see you tomorrow."

"Thanks for the coffee," the youngest Uchiha murmured. He continued to stare out the window, refusing to meet the azure eyes staring at him in the dark or the car. "It... it was nice to get out."

"Anytime," the blonde responded sincerely."I enjoyed getting to know you." Even in the dark he could see the dark flush spreading over the other teens face.

"You to. I... ah, better go. See you tomorrow dobe." Sasuke bolted from the car in his desperate attempt to hide his flushed face. Without looking back, he hurried into his house, slamming the door behind him. He slid down the closed door, resting his forehead on his knees, his face burning.

"Otouto?" His brothers' worried voice broke through the haze in his mind. "Are you alright?" The older raven hurried over to his younger sibling, an arm pulling the trembling form to him. "What happened? Did someone try to hurt you?"

"No," came the muffled voice of the younger boy. He refused to lift his head and meet his brothers' penetrating gaze. "I'm fine."

"You're not fine. You come home late, collapse when you walk in the door, and now you refuse to look at me or even talk to me. You always talk to me. What's going on?" Itachi cupped his brother chin, attempting to force the boy to look at him, but the stubborn teen refused to budge. He settled for just hugging the thin body, his hand rubbing circles on the others back.

"I... I think that..." Sasuke trailed off not really sure how to even start, or even what to ask.

"What?" Itachi pushed.

Onyx eyes swimming with confusion looked up to meet equally dark eyes full of concern and hurt. "How do you know when you like someone?" He could feel his heard pounding in his chest, threatening to break his ribs. He'd never been so nervous in his entire life, even when he came out to his brother.

Itachi's jaw dropped. His brother had never had a crush in his entire seventeen years. To say the older of the two was shock was an understatement. "You've met someone?"

"I-I don't know," he stuttered nervously. "Maybe."

"Is it Kyuubi's little brother, Naruto?" the older raven question, raising an eyebrow.

"How?"

"Well, you see. I seem to have feelings for the elder Uzumaki," the elder Uchiha offered as an explanation. He sighed when the younger boy looked understandably confused. "I guessed as much because our tastes have never been that far apart. If I find Kyuubi fascinating, I'm sure you find Naruto to be as much as well."

"Oh... but how does that help me figure out if I have feelings for him?"

"Does your heart speed up when you see him or think about him?" Itachi asked. "Do you fell flushed, clammy, embarrassed and nervous around him?"

The small boy nodded nervously.

"You like him," Itachi stated simply.

"I just met him yesterday," the younger raven protested.

"That doesn't matter. The heart is never rational, Sasuke." Itachi swiftly stood and offered his younger brother his hand. "Come on. Dinner is on the table." Hauling the smaller body off the ground, Itachi turned and headed to the dining room. "Quit pouting otouto. Last thing you want is mother questioning you because you know she will drag it out of you whether you want to talk about it or not."

Sasuke paled at his brother's words, and hurried after his retreating back. He may have his first crush, but that didn't mean he wanted his mom to find out. He'd never live it down. Plus, his parents didn't even know he was gay.

Well, I hope it makes more sense now why I have Kyuubi and Itachi together in this story. If it doesnt, just ask me to explain, I can send you a message.

Comepletely off topic, but... did anyone else see the last episode of Naruto Shipuuden... THEY KISSED AGAIN! I actually squealed like a fangirl, I have never done that before in my life, but i just couldnt help it.

Anyway... please let me know what you think of the chapter. After all, I live to serve you!
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