AN: This is my first Naruto AU fic. (At least, the first I'm posting here. I have a rather smutty one on my YG account.) I claim no rights to Kakashi and Sasuke, but everyone else is mine, as is the story itself. I just started last night, and since it's been so long since I posted anything, I figured I'd go ahead and post this story as I write it rather than waiting until I finish it as I normally would. Updates will be sporadic, but I can guarantee that feedback will help fuel my muse and get the chapters out faster. Thanks for reading, and enjoy! ;)

EDIT: I had a fan of the story over on Y!Gallery point out a plot boo-boo that I've now fixed. (Kakashi forgot to introduce himself, and yet Sasuke knew his name later. Whoopsie!) ;)

Kakashi leaned his head back against the seat and sighed, wondering if he was just bored, or if the throbbing behind his eyes really was the beginnings of a headache. His life had been in a rut for years, but when you were as rich as he was, you never seemed to mind those ruts. Lately however, Kakashi had begun to find himself growing less and less content with his life. So now, here he was, riding through the part of town that men went to for only one reason. He'd been here quite regularly since he'd turned fifteen, eleven years before. But, for the first time, the prospect of buying his entertainment for the evening only served to annoy him. All of the insipid offerings promised to bore him before he'd even reached home.

Lifting his head and opening his eyes, Kakashi starts to call to his driver and tell him to just drive him back home, when his gaze strayed out the window, catching on an unfamiliar face. Gasping softly, Kakashi leaned closer to the window and called out to his driver, "Stop for a moment, Charles!"

As the limo slid to a halt, Kakashi stared through the tinted windows at the boy struggling through a crowd of prostitutes that seemed determined to give him a hard time. Unable to move, Kakashi watched wide eyed as the boy shoved another boy aside and shouted something at him that was muffled by the thick glass of the windows. Just as he pushed his way free of the crowd and started to trudge off down the sidewalk again, Kakashi pressed the button to lower his window and motioned to catch the boys attention. When the boy glanced over at him, smoldering black eyes immediately caught Kakashi's attention, and pale skin and soft features caught his libido.

"Excuse me," Kakashi called to the boy before he could turn on his way.

"I'm not a fucking prostitute, I'm not even gay. I was just passing through. Find someone else you fucking pervert."

Kakashi blinked, surprised by this outburst, then smiled suddenly and turned his head to address his driver again. "Keep up with him, Charles. I think I've found something worth my while."

As the car began to roll again, Kakashi called out to the boy again. "What's your name?"

The boy halted and spun around to glare at Kakashi again. "Why the hell do you want to know?"

Kakashi grinned at the boy and lounged against the door, peering casually out the open window at him, ignoring the cold air that blew in around him. "Why do you not want me to know?"

"Yeah, why don't you tell him your name, Sas-GAY," came a yell from the boys that had previously been giving the raven-haired youth a hard time.

Kakashi only glances briefly a the group, the single look being enough to dispel the crowd. Turning his gaze back to the boy standing nearby trying to scowl even as a blush lit up his cheeks, Kakashi lifts a single brow and inclines his head toward the boy. "Well?"

"Well what?"

"What's your name?"

Kakashi could see the fight was still in the boy, but he gives in grudgingly. Slumping his shoulders, then hunching against the cold wind, he peers across the short distance that separated them and mumbled, "It's Sasuke. Sasuke Uchiha."

"Well Sasuke Uchiha, it's nice to meet you, I'm Kakashi. Why don't you come get in here out of the cold?" Kakashi laughs at the suspicious look on Sasuke's face, then laughs harder when his laughter turns that suspicious look into a scowl. "I promise I won't do anything you don't want me to. Right now I'm just offering you a chance to get warm while we chat."

Sasuke stands, shoulders hunched against the cold, scowling and still looking suspicious. After a few moments, he glances back over his shoulder in the direction the other boys had moved off in, then turns back and walks over to the limo. Kakashi has the door open before he gets there. He sits back, letting Sasuke slide in, then pulls the door closed and pauses to close the window before leaning back in his seat and smile at the young male sitting in front of him.

"What do you want?"

"You're suspicious. That's really smart of you if you're going to hang around here much."

Sasuke hunched his shoulders again, looking rather uncomfortable. "I don't hang out around here. I was just passing through. There's a shelter a few blocks over that doesn't usually fill up too early. I was on my way there. It's too cold to sleep outside tonight."

"If you don't spend much time in this area, how do those boys know you?"

Sasuke scowls and hunches his shoulders further. "It's hard not to know someone when you live on the streets with them. We go to the same shelters a lot of the time. Why the hell are you so interested in me anyway?"

Kakashi shrugs and lifts a hand to play with his silk tie as he eyes the boy. "Because you are absolutely gorgeous. I need something new in my life because I'm getting bored. I think you'd be very exciting."

Kakashi turns to press the button that closed the divider between his driver and himself, using the opportunity to hide the grin Sasuke's stunned reaction and dark blush had caused. When he has himself under control again, and the divider is closed, he turns back to face Sasuke, smiling pleasantly at the stunned boy.

"Look, I'm not gay, man."

Kakashi chuckles and shrugs his shoulders. "Yes, you told me that already. I am very much gay however, but what I told you before you got into my limo is true. I'm not going to force you to do anything you don't want to."

Sasuke shifts in the seat, clearly nervous. He glances at the door, then back at Kakashi who was fighting greatly not to grin at the boy. "So, then, what the hell do you want with me? I'm not gonna have sex with you, I'm not a prostitute, so..."

Kakashi only smiles as the boy trails off, looking ever more nervous by the second. "How old are you Sasuke?"

Too surprised by the unexpected question, Sasuke answers without thought. "I'm sixteen."

"Sixteen, huh? Isn't that a bit young to be living on the streets? Where's your family?"

The immediate hardening of Sasuke's face and the anger that fills his eyes stuns Kakashi and instantly intrigues him. Leaning forward slightly, he listens intently to Sasuke's nearly growled answer. "My parents are dead. My whole family is dead. My brother lost his fucking mind and killed them all. Mom, Dad, aunts, uncles and cousins. All I have left is his crazy ass, and I don't want him. As far as I'm concerned, I'm the last Uchiha."

Kakashi leans back and stares at the boy for a few moments, thinking about what he'd just said. Slowly, memory slips back in. He'd heard the news stories about that 'shocking tragedy' years before. Frowning slightly, he tilts his head to the side and examines the boy. "That was nearly ten years ago. You couldn't have been more than six or seven when it happened."

"Yeah, so?"

Kakashi pays no attention to the bitterness of the reply as he moves on. "You've been living in the streets since you were seven?" When Sasuke only nods in reply, Kakashi shakes his head and sighs. "You're one tough kid to have survived on the streets this long. But, how did you not wind up in an orphanage, or at least in the foster care system?"

Sasuke smirks and slumps back against the seat, glancing around the interior of the limo for the first time since he'd climbed in. "I just never let them catch me. I'm not going to live in some orphanage with a bunch of whiny little brats, and I don't want to live in a house with strangers that look at me with pity. I don't need or want pity. Shit! You've got a fridge in here? You've got to be loaded!" He turns his attention back to Kakashi and smirks again as he eyes him. "Of course, that fuckin' suit kinda lets me know that you're rich. Even a poor kid from the streets can recognize an expensive suit when he sees one. That didn't come off the rack from no cheap department store."

Smiling, Kakashi nods and straightens the lapels of his suit jacket. "You're right. I get my suits specially made in Italy. I prefer Italian suits to the crap they spawn in this country. And yes, I am quite rich, but I would think the limousine would give that fact away."

Kakashi smiles in amusement at Sasuke as the boy smirks at him again then looks down at his own filthy and worn clothing, picking at one of the many patches. "Yeah, my family was pretty well off too. I think too much money can be just as bad as too little money. I think money is what made my brother snap." Sasuke shrugs uncomfortably then looks up to scowl at Kakashi again. "You never did tell me what you wanted with me since we both know I'm not going to sleep with you."

"I'll tell you what Sasuke, how about I take you somewhere and buy you a hot meal, then I can drop you off at the shelter of your choice."

Looking Suspicious, Sasuke crosses his arms over his chest. "Why? What's in it for you?"

Kakashi chuckles and shrugs his shoulders. "Well, you've just spent twenty minutes talking with me, so for twenty minutes I wasn't bored. It's the first time in a long time I can say that. Now, what do you want to eat? You can have anything you like."

Sasuke doesn't look any less suspicious, but it was clear to Kakashi that the boy wasn't going to pass up the chance at a free meal. "A cheeseburger and fries would be great right about now. I haven't been able to make enough money to buy something like that in a long time."

"Do you want it from any place in particular?" When Sasuke just shakes his head, Kakashi nods and smiles at the boy. Reaching over, he flips a switch and seems to address the air in front of him. "Charles, let's go. My new friend here would like a cheeseburger and some french fries. Anywhere is fine."

"Yes, sir," came the reply from a speaker in the ceiling, making Sasuke jump.

"So, now that we've taken care of getting you something to eat," Kakashi says pleasantly as he reaches over and flips the switch he'd used to speak with his driver, "shall we now discuss which shelter you want me to drop you off at? Or, would you rather come home with me? I'd be happy to let you stay with me as long as you like. You could get a hot shower, and I could have some new clothes bought for you."

Kakashi could see that Sasuke was tempted to accept the offer for just a moment, then he quickly squashed the idea and slouched in the seat, looking anywhere but at the man sitting across from him. "Yeah, just take me to the shelter I was going to anyway. It's on the corner of Ferry and Prince."

Kakashi chuckles at the boy's sudden discomfort and decides that this one was going to be worth fighting for. He wasn't going to stop until he'd won this boy's heart. "Very well, but just remember, if you ever get tired of sleeping on the street or in one of those crowded shelters, the offer stands. You can come stay with me for as long as you like."

Sasuke only stares at him suspiciously for several minutes as Kakashi smiles his most harmless smile, while inside he was bursting with laughter. He'd never met a more suspicious person in his entire life, nor had he met anyone that contradicted himself with his own actions quite so much. Sasuke gave every appearance of being suspicious and uncomfortable, and given his past, Kakashi understood that, but at the same time Kakashi could see the yearning in the boys eyes.

The car stops and still Sasuke only stares suspiciously at Kakashi. Just when he opens his mouth, finally about to reply, there's a tap at the window that makes him jump and utter a startled yip. With all the self control he can muster, Kakashi keeps a straight face as he presses the button to lower the window. He smiles absently at his driver as he takes the offered bag and drink. He nods his thanks to the man, then turns back to Sasuke, holding out the food and drink before turning back to his driver. "Konoha Mission Shelter, Charles. It's on the corner of Ferry and Prince."

Without waiting for a reply, Kakashi presses the button to roll the window back up and turned his attention back to Sasuke who was ravenously tearing into the cheeseburger, a look of pure delight on his face. Kakashi leans back in his seat and just watches the boy make short work of the food, not saying a word until the younger male slumped back in his seat and sighs in relief, popping the can of soda open. "You really shouldn't eat so fast, you'll make yourself sick.

Sasuke just shrugs and chugs half of the soda. When the car stops moving again, Kakashi glances out the window to see they'd arrived at their destination. "We're here, Sasuke. The offer still stands. Come home with me."

Sasuke slides across the seat toward the door, shaking his head, but now only looking mildly suspicious. "Nah, I don't think so. The place is nice enough. Thanks for the chance to warm up, the food and the ride anyway."

Kakashi nods and opens the door, but holds out an arm to stop the boy before he could slide out into the cold. Reaching into a pocket, he pulls out $50 and hands it to the boy without a word, then moves his arm, letting the stunned young man step out onto the sidewalk. He closes the door and watches until Sasuke had stuffed the money away into a safe spot, then disappeared into the shelter. He waits several more minutes to be sure the boy wasn't going to be turned away because the shelter was too full, then flips the switch to address his driver once more. "Let's go home, Charles."