Okay heres another Sasunaru fic simply because I can and basically yeah because I can. I don't think I'm a very profound person but its fun pretending... I like De-NILE its a place in Egypt. Hararhahaha.

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto and Sasuke I just put them together and make them do naughty, naughty things... When I'm not feeling prudish... -

Naruto Uzumaki at 18 was almost legend like among the clans. He had passed his ninja exams with flying colours and had even managed to harness the chakra of the Kyuubi. He was attractive in a rugged blonde sort of way, smart although one could not compare to Sakura on that account and generally had a happy disposition that everyone in Konoha village loved and admired. He had come a long way from the brat who had painted each sacred sculpture of the four.

"I should..bee... veryr happpppy.." He slurred a bit over the sake cup. Naruto just couldn't bother remembering how many he had and at the moment he was quite sure he couldn't. "Sa..ku..ra would kknow..." It took quite an effort to really speak at all at this point. But that was ok, Naruto didn't mind too much. At 18 he was living the life he always dreamed of... just without one key factor... the one he wanted most...Sasuke. Even just "thinking" his name conjured up his image. No matter how much sake he ingested that face would never leave his mind. It merely blocked it out. If his alcoholic escapades were successful... If not well.. he put one hand up to his as if to soothe the twinge Sasukes face had caused, he'd had years to adjust to the pain anyway. And you do keep going, you can't help that. Life doesn't stop for you although you rally against it. It keeps going so you keep going. Despising yourself all the way...

"ooh.. hic lisssten to meeee. It seeeeeems I'm all hic philosssssssssophhhhical... today. Kakashi would be pleased.." Thats if Kakashi would talk to him. His mentor was disgusted with him at the moment. He'd thought Naruto was a disgrace, leading this double life of sorts. On one hand competant shinobi on the other drunken idiot. "Hahaha Kaakaasshi sssenssei. You hic can be dissssgusssted all you want his with me. I'mm a gunna hic keeeep my drinnkin' habits..." It wasn't like he was hurting anybody either. He did it privately Kakashi sensei only knew of them, well... because he was Kakashi sensei. You can't hide anything for long from that guy. Naruto had known the day that Kakashi sensei found out would happen eventually. He would of wished that he would have been slightly less inebriated.. "Whats.. done isss hic done...oh well." I can deal with you despising me Kakashi sensei. Heck I dealt with that since I was a child. His eyes clouded over with the next thought. The only thing that I can't deal with is that anytime someone even hints at that teme, all those pieces of me that I keep trying to put back together... just fall apart. And the fact that I would trade everything I own and am just for the slightest trace of his whereabouts... Everything that I've achieved up until now. Everything that I've strived for all of my life. I'd gladly trade for you Sasuke. You wouldn't even have to like me back at all..Naruto smiled sluggishly at the bottle before him.

"I ssshould drnnnk more offf..uten hic My painsss almost pooo-eeetic..." Blue eyes groggy with drink and lack of sleep blinked away tears. " Pity itsssss not hic only thhhhatt." And with that Naruto Uzumaki, the admired and respected ninja who had brought great honour to his clan, passed out upon the floor of his apartment. Amidst the sea of dirty clothes and empty bottles...

That was where Sasuke found him..

A mysterious black robed ninja crept quietly amongst the rubbish in the place. He frowned a little, the rule of silence required a bit more concentration than usual.. He hissed as he stood still for a litlle. Trying to find another route around the bottles. Definetly a bit more, indeed. He took a deep breath. Naruto hadn't always been the cleanliest of the lot or even the most hygeneic. But he had been a damn sight better than this. This mess was almost shikamaru worthy. Almost... He sniffed. He thought he could smell rotten food... One sculpted eyebrow tweaked. Scratch that its far far worse...

Dobe what the hell have you gotten yourself into..." he whispered rounding a bend, alert for any hint of ninja activity. After all it'd had been years since sasuke had seen that dobe. So of course Naruto would of got better in his ninja skills. He sniffed again as the scent of sake flooded the room.. Or worse. "Someones been indulging.. Baka no wonder you couldn't hear me coming..." he trailed off. There, over there lying prostrate on the floor was Naruto. The friend he had come to see after so long. The one person he treasured the most in secret for all these years. he'd come back to see Naruto and maybe even confess his feelings or something. He ran towards his prone form. For a second heart beating fast and kunai drawn. But He frowned. Naruto was clutching a bottle that had spilled everywhere. Sasuke slowly took note of the others littering the floor. "Dobe.. the way of a shinobi is a sober one..." He picked Naruto up gently, suprised to find more weight to him now. He carried him to a part of the bed that wasn't covered in filth., laying him down with the utmost care. "Whatever happened to you dobe??" He whispered, taking note of the circles under his eye, the lackluster hair, the sallow skin and the fact that one could count Naruto's ribs. "Whoever hurt you so bad that you'd do this to yourself?" Sasukes faced had concern etched into every feature. His hand press against Naruto's face. Suddenly those eyes opened and a tear trickled down slowly.

"I'm such a idiot.. hic I dddidn't dddrink ennnough. I cannn ssstill sssee his faceee..."

I leave it there actually have life to lead well not really. Wowee I was feeling angsty teen style. Not sure what to do with it but nobody seems to review my workies. What if I tried reverse psychology on ya'll.. Absolutely Positively DON'T even thin about REVIEWING! cheerio