Nightmares

Shit. That was his initial thought. The blond stared at himself in the mirror, taking in the spiked, messy hair and the brilliant blue eyes. The knock at the door startled him. He wasn't expecting anyone. Frantically, he pulled on a pair of scruffy orange pants before scrambling through the kitchen to the front of the apartment. He paused for a moment, trying to regain his composition before opening the door. The sight that confronted him was both repulsive and yet at the same time intriguing. Sasuke pushed him back into the apartment, shutting the door behind him. He slammed Naruto onto the couch and grabbed a clump of his hair from the back of his head. Closing his eyes, Naruto could feel his heart racing. He reached out a hand and put it on the back of Sasuke's head pulling him closer. His lip parted and he could taste his breath. It was sweet and felt warm on his cheek.

Naruto woke up sweating. That was defiantly not his idea of fun. He slid off the bed. It was still dark outside. He had fallen asleep in his clothes the night before. The blond took the key from a bowl on the table. It was full of other keys and scraps of paper and a few coins. Naruto unlocked the front door and stepped outside. Silently, he made his way down the concrete stairway and out into the darkness. The night air was fresh and cooling. He shivered. Somewhere in the distance, an owl hooted. The blond began to walk slowly towards the lake, the place where he had first seen the Uchiha boy. He breathed steadily as he tried to clear his mind of his nightmare. He sat on the end of the small jetty and stared at his reflection in the water. A scruffy blond kid with burning blue eyes stared back. He decided to look at the moon instead. Naruto lay on his back with is hands tucked behind his head and his toes dangling in the icy cold water.

Sasuke glared at him. Sleeping all curled up, was Naruto. In a way, he looked kind of cute. He immediately banished the thought from his mind. Crouching down, Sasuke poked the blond on the shoulder. He blinked in the morning light. The sun beat down on everything it could reach, bouncing off the ripples on the lake to create a shimmering blanket of light. Sasuke poked him again, but this time a fair bit harder. He sat bolt upright and looked around. He was so unadorned, Sasuke couldn't help it. He wrapped his arms around Naruto's back and pulled him towards his chest. The blond struggled, causing him to slam a hand onto Sasuke's chest. He winced.

"Sasuke! What the hell are you doing?" Naruto lashed out, hitting Sasuke in the face. "Get off of me!"

Sasuke fell backwards onto the wood.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?"

Sasuke hesitated. "I was making sure that you weren't dead!" that was a lie. Such an obvious a lie.

The gravel track crunched beneath his feet as he made his way back to the apartment. He had been woken to come face to face with a pair of unforgiving onyx eyes. He shuddered. The blonde's cloths were drenched. The morning dew had crept up on him whilst he slept. Naruto removed his shirt. The warm sun beat down on his back. When he reached the clearing where he had trained with Kakashi, Sakura and Sasuke he stopped. How many years had passed? He slumped down next to a tree and closed his eyes, trying to think of anything other than the nightmares however, his thoughts kept wondering back to Sasuke. He pictured the Uchiha. He had pale skin, raven black hair with eyes to match. He was tall and well built. He was sexy. Naruto's stomach flipped. He thought about how Sasuke had hugged him. He had said that he was making sure that he wasn't dead, but he didn't believe a word of it. Did Sasuke like him? He felt sick. Picking himself up, he ran home, hoping not to run into the Uchiha on the way.

Sasuke threw open the doors of the huge, empty house. He was furious with himself. He had hugged Naruto, and then lied. He should have just told him. Grabbing a slip of paper, he began to write a note for Naruto. He would push it beneath his front door, and leave before he even knew that he had been there.

When he left the house, the sun was high in the sky. He had butterflies in his belly. He placed a hand there to try and calm them down. It had been a good idea at the time, but now, as he approached the tall concrete building, Sasuke began to doubt that Naruto would actually read the note at all. He was tempted to run home and forget that all this had ever happened, but he would never forgive himself if he did. He mentally crossed that option off the list.

As he reached out his hand to knock on the door, a cold voice called out from behind him.

"What are you doing here?" Naruto had his arms crossed over his chest. He didn't look impressed.

"I – I needed to speak to you…" he trailed off, trying hard to keep his gaze from wondering down, past his bare torso, to Naruto's crotch.

"Well, I suppose you can come in".

He barged past Sasuke, knocking his shoulder, and opened the door. Sasuke shivered at the contact. He wanted to reach for the blonde's hand, but stopped himself. He wasn't going to dig the hole he was in any deeper than it was already. He pulled the door closed behind him.