NOTE: This is the sequel to Happy Halloween so go read that one if you haven't already! Otherwise, enjoy! Warning: Yaoi and swearing.

Sasuke POV

I'm not nervous at all. I'm totally calm. Yeah, that's me, cool as a cucumber... I don't even like cucumber, I mean it's all watery and has absolutely no taste… but that's not the point. The point is… I'm really nervous! It's bad, I know, I just don't do nerves so even getting a little nervous is freaking me out!

I slap my forehead to try and knock some sense into myself. It's going to be fine, just ask him and give away nothing… or break down and spill your guts to him… or run away right now… I like the last one, but the thought of never seeing Naruto again is more than enough to keep me walking straight.

Itachi sends me a questioning glance, "You know, little brother, you've been acting ever so strange lately. Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Itachi doesn't look convinced but it's all he's getting out of me; I can't tell him this.

It's Friday and I haven't seen Naruto since we awoke in the early hours of yesterday morning, in a very suspicious position, with Akamaru sniffing around us. I suppose I was more drunk than I thought at Kiba's Halloween party because I don't remember much past seeing Sai. Although I can take a pretty good guess at what we did, based on the evidence.

But I haven't seen him since we pulled our clothes on and ran away before Kiba decided to find out what Akamaru was barking at. I stayed at home yesterday saying I felt ill and I didn't even mind when Itachi assumed I had a hangover because at least it got me out of school. I just really didn't feel up to facing Naruto after what we did.

I have about a million doubts floating around in my head: what if he doesn't want to be around me anymore? What if he remembers something that I don't? What if…? What if…? It's driving me mad and I can't stand it! I've decided, today I'll ask him! I'll ask him what he remembers, I'll ask him how he feels about it, I'll get answers! And I'll do what Uchiha's do best: keep my face completely blank. If my face gives away how I feel it'll make me vulnerable and I just can't bring myself to do that.

Naruto POV

It's a weird feeling when you're dreading something yet you're also excited about it. Whether I want to see Sasuke, or not, depends entirely on his reaction to what happened at Kiba's party and as I have no clue what his reaction is going to be like I'm just about ready to take the day off. Except that Iruka won't allow that since I had yesterday off for my 'hangover' (yeah right; I don't get hangovers, I was just too chicken to go).

Walking through the school gates, I take a deep breath. Time to face the music, or should I say the Uchiha.

Surprisingly Sasuke is leaning up against the wall by the main entrance. It's as though someone's trying to tell me I can't avoid this! As usual he's getting more than a few appreciative looks which serve to make me even more nervous, if they knew what we did…

I walk slowly towards him across the playground. As I near him he looks up to meet my gaze and I search his eyes for any sign that might tell me I'm not welcome: nothing. I swallow hard and paste on my usual happy face. He narrows his eyes slightly and my grin falters; I'm too readable, he sees through me every time.

I open my mouth but he saves me from having to make pointless conversation. "We need to talk." He says, his voice betrays no more emotion than his eyes and it makes me nervous.

Turning away he heads around the corner of the art block towards our bench. I follow him and sit next to him on the seat taking care not to sit too close. I want to look at Sasuke, but find I can't, so I stare at the heartagram he drew with Gaara's black marker when he first came to this school. In reality that was only a few weeks ago but it seems like so much longer; he's one of the gang now and it would feel so strange to lose him. If I lost his friendship by making a move on him whilst he was drunk then I really am the world's biggest dobe!

"Halloween." That one whispered word summons up a flood of vivid memories and I let my eyes drift closed.

"Halloween." I repeat.

"What do you remember?"

The question shocks me into looking up and I find myself staring into blank eyes.

"What do you mean?"

"Don't make me repeat it, dobe."

Is he serious?! He must be; Sasuke doesn't joke! So he doesn't remember? Shit! I might get pretty legless but I never forget!

"Everything."

"Which is…?" He prompts.

"You want a blow-by-blow account?!"

"A general overview will suffice."

"Er… well, after we saw Sai you looked pretty sick and went outside for some air, and I had some drinks with Tenten and Temari. Then Rock Lee pushed me down a hill and I was lying at the bottom because I was too dizzy to stand and… I heard someone, but I didn't want to open my eyes yet so I just lay there… then they were leaning over me… and… it turned out to be you…" I hesitate, searching his eyes for some sign he remembers and that maybe, just maybe I don't have to continue, but he just stares blankly back.

That empty gaze is killing me, where are the mysterious dark eyes I first remember? Or the burning black coals that gazed down on me as we kissed? I hate this vacant stare he's giving me now but somehow it helps me continue, as though those eyes will change when I've finished. But for better or for worse?

"And I… erm…" Now comes the difficult part; how do I phrase this? "Kind of… licked you…?"

"Licked me?" Sasuke asks incredulously.

Shit! That sounded so stupid! But it is what happened…

"Shut up! You seemed to enjoy it!" Oh crap, I wasn't supposed to say that! I look back down at my hands clasped in my lap. "Yeah, okay, I licked your ear." I say in what I hope is a defiant tone.

"Hm… and then?"

"Kissed you."

"And then?"

"Oh I don't know Sasuke! Can't you take a wild guess?!" I say angrily, glaring up at his impassive face.

We both look away at the same time and sit in silence. In the background the bell rings letting us know that we are going to be late for registration. Neither of us moves.

"Do you regret it?"

I turn wide eyes on him. What the hell kind of question is that?! He ignores my gaze and continues to stare straight ahead.

"Yes!" If it loses me your friendship, then yes!

A strange look that, had he been looking at me, I would have been able to read, flits across his face before his emotionless mask settles over his perfect features once more. I can't sit here anymore without doing something stupid. I stand and walk away in the opposite direction of the classroom; I can't face school like this.

"Really?" His soft voice stops my escape but I don't turn around. "Do you really regret what we did, Naruto?"

Argh!! I hate how calm he sounds even as my head is spinning with such strong emotions. How can he talk about something like this is such an empty voice? Doesn't he understand that I'm breaking inside?!

"NO!" I shout angrily, wheeling around to face him again. "No, okay?! I don't regret it Sasuke! Not one little bit! You know why?!" I yell at him storming back to where he still sits on the bench. "Because I LOVE YOU! YOU FUCKING BASTARD!"

I freeze. Shit, did that just come out of mouth? Had I even decided that yet? It wasn't anything more than a crush and a one night stand to treasure, right? I can't decide right now all I know is I've got to get out of here before that shocked look wears off of Sasuke's face.

I turn quickly on my heel intending to run for it. Fuck composure, any composure I had before went down the drain when I opened my big mouth.

But I don't get more than 2 steps away before a cold hand grabs mine and pulls me roughly back around. I'm caught off balance and spin with the momentum right into Sasuke's arms. I open my mouth to protest only to have any words eliminated as his lips cover mine. He holds me tight as we kiss with all the passion I remember from Halloween night.

As we break away, panting, I hit him lightly on the chest. Whilst forcing answers out of me he had me believing that it had all been a drunken mistake to him, that I was the only one who felt anything!

"You're a bastard, you know that?"

"Hn."

"Teme!" I growl, ready to berate him about toying with peoples emotions.

But I don't get the opportunity as he leans in to kiss me again. As his lips move against mine I melt into his arms. It just feels so natural; I never want to lose this bond.

As the bell rings again in the distance I know we're going to be late for first lesson too.