Just a story I just felt like writing. I hope it goes somewhere. AU of course. Its pretty heavy in dialogue. Its NARUsasu meaning Naruto's on top :D Also its pretty heavy on Uchiha bromance, so I guess if you wanted you could have Itachi/Sasuke if you wanted to I wrote them as brother's though. Sorry if this is too long. But I hope you like it anyway. In Sasuke's POV. The title has nothing to do with the fic other than symbolizing miscommunications. Oh and "lll*" just means a placement switch.

Disclaimer: I own nothing. These characters are not mine and I only use them to enact my odd fantasies.

It was hot. I could feel the air leave my lungs. I couldn't breathe. Someone was on top of me. Someone holding me. Someone was whispering sweet nothings in my ear. Something exploded in my chest. What was that feeling?

ABC Is Not A Math Problem

My eyes snapped open. Quickly I sat up, flinching at the pain in my stomach. I looked around the unfamiliar room. Where was I? I couldn't remember anything. I frowned at the sun attacking my eyes. Slowly I stepped out of the foreign bed.

Pain shot through my stomach and back, I immediately sat back down. I curled up on the bed sighing, everything hurt. My head. My stomach. My eyes. My heart. Frowning I briefly wondered why my heart was hurting. I heard the door click open and my head shot in that direction.

I almost gasped when I saw who opened the door. His mildly shocked blue eyes met with my coal irises. Naruto. Why was Naruto here? Didn't he leave? Wasn't he gone?

I couldn't think, just like last night. I was at a complete loss. Though that was usually the case when he was around. We stared at each other for a moment. Then he spoke. His voice shook my core and brought back so many memories. Ones I'd rather not remember.

"Oh…your up. Uhm…I'd thought you'd be gone by now."

"Why are you here?" It was the only thing I could think of. The only thing I was concerned about. He looked distraught, funny that's how I felt.

"Ah, well I got back yesterday. Do, do you not remember?"

He looked almost hurt. I could laugh. That's how I should look. He has no right. The bastard.

"I don't remember anything about yesterday." It was true. I was too exhausted mentally and physically to care about what I was saying.

"Oh…"

It was silent again. It was uncomfortable and awkward. I couldn't pull my eyes away from him. He was a god. Tall. Kind. Gorgeous. What was not to love? We were so different.

I had no idea why I was thinking about these things at a time like this. Just as I was about to speak he opened his mouth.

"Listen I'm really sorry about leaving like that. It was just I had to get away from everyone. Things were so shitty back then with everything that happened. And its not like you didn't have anyone who wouldn't comfort you right?"

That made me angry. After all this time that's all he had to say. I couldn't talk about this, not now. I had to leave, I had to get away from him. Slowly I made my out of the bed. He was at my side in a instant.

"Here let me-"

"Don't touch me." My voice came out much calmer than I thought it would. He looked hurt, good, but he backed away. I stood fighting through the pain shooting up my spine. I walked toward the door, but his voice stopped me.

"Sasuke, we have to talk."

I didn't dare turn around. If I did, I'd cave. It'd be over.

"We can talk later." Of course I didn't mean that. I didn't plan on seeing him ever again. Just seeing him now was making my head go into overload. I needed to get out.

"Can I show you out?"

His voice was almost pleading. Pathetic.

"No, I'll find my way out." With that I left the room as quickly as I could. Looking around the small apartment I found the door. Then I heard his footsteps coming quickly. Just as I was about to open the door his voice, once again to my annoyance, stopped me.

"Hey, um listen I'll come visit you later today. Then we can talk right?"

"Sure." I left. I gasped at the air. I felt like I'd been holding my breath. I pressed my back to his door. Hell no I wouldn't be talking to him later. I had to make a plan. To make sense of all this.

lll*

My brother stared at me with mild annoyance as I stood on his porch. He could look a little happier that his precious little brother had come to visit him. Of course I was only here to avoid Naruto. He moved aside and I walked in. I sat on his couch hoping just to think. No such luck.

"Sasuke, its odd for me to see you more than two times a month. This is the third time. What's wrong?"

I hate Itachi. What kind of person just keeps track of useless things like that? And why does he have to assume something's wrong? Can't I just visit my brother?

"I just wanted to see you." I tried to smiled but failed.

Itachi snorted. "If that's the case then why do you look disheveled?"

I glared, stupid fucktard. Jesus, he was so intrusive. I had to play the only card left that I could think. Pitiful little brother.

"Itachi…I just need you to be here for me right now. I, I just can't talk about it." I looked away. This had to work.

"Bullshit."

Damnit.

I groaned and rolled over on the couch with my face down into the cushions. They were soft. My feet felt cold since they were dangling off the edge, momentarily I thought about curling up and going to sleep. But that was a no-go since my loving brother decided he had to talk to me. I felt the cushions sink by my head as he sat down.

His hand landed in my hair, stroking softly. I murmured incoherent words into the softness beneath me. I heard him sigh and I felt almost bad for him. He had a terrible break-up with that guy, I don't know his fucking name because I don't care about my brother's shit. Anyway that happened and then he found out his cat got run over by a truck. To top it all off he had to deal with my shit problems.

"So," That's all he said for a long time. Till I spoke up,

"So what?" I lifted my head onto his leg.

Itachi was always warm Ever since we were kids his warmth provided a shelter for me. I wished we were kids again without all this ridiculous drama. God, I hate using that word, but that's what it was drama. Gay, faggy, drama.

"So why are you here Sasuke? I can only imagine what would reduce you to being petted like a housebroken poodle in my living room."

I glared at him the best I could. Screw Itachi and his on point metaphors. I sighed, frowning as I did so. I would eventually tell him the truth. I always did. Why not get it over with?

"I woke up in Naruto's bed and my ass hurts. This leads me to believe that last night I got shitfaced drunk and had sex with him."

Itachi was silent for only a heartbeat of a second.

"That's it?"

I sat up on my elbows and glared at him. He looked only mildly shocked at my glare. Which only irritated me further.

"What do you mean 'that's it'? You ass, you know exactly what happened between me and that bastard two years ago. What. The. Fuck. Itachi?"

My brother frowned softly and I realized how beautiful my brother was. Soft skin adorned with slight scars, hair soft as silk but as black as tar, worn eyes but kind when dealing with me, and a overall brother like feel to him. Ah that's wonderful Sasuke just start thinking how hot your brother is. Great boost for my self-esteem.

"Sasuke you don't remember anything from last night?"

That question seemed somewhat retarded to me. But you know a lot of things today were retarded so I didn't mind that much.

"…No. How could I? I was smashed, like high-schooler-at-prom-night-at-the-Hilton smashed."

"Oh I see."

I frowned and rolled over in my brother's lap and stared at him fully. He looked thoughtful if not concerned.

"What? Did I come by here last night?"

He chuckled and that worked my nerves. Its never good when anyone finds amusement in my dumbass antics when I'm drunk. I mean normally I don't get plastered but when I feel the need to be numb I do. That's not often. Generally I have pride in looking respectable but apparently last night I had as much pride as a teenage slut.

"Why yes indeed you did dear brother. You arrived hanging on Naruto's arm screeching about how you two were going to get married,"

Oh God.

"Then you decided to make out on my couch while I cooked my dinner and after that you promptly told me I was your maid of honor and Sakura would make your wedding dress out of the tears of goats. After your wedding plans Naruto, who was laughing the whole time, picked you up like a princess, told me to book a catering hall, and then waltzed out with you sucking face."

I could only stare blankly at my brother. He had a shit eating grin on his face. I sat up onto my knees, his hand falling from my head into my lap. He briefly stared at his hand then back at my face. He was reading me I could tell. I locked eyes with him.

"Please tell me you're joking."

"Unfortunately I cant. You're a terribly funny drunkard brother." He smiled.

I hated that fucking smile. It said to me "You're a retard little one and it'll be a while till you're as smart as me". I groaned and hid my face in his chest. Immediately Itachi put his arms around me and rested his chin on my head. He would hold me like this as a child when I had a nightmare. I wanted to cry. Which is ridiculous so I didn't.

"You can cry Sasuke. I know it hurts." Fuck Itachi.

I felt the sting of tears and choked back a sob. How gay was this? Fuck this, I was acting like a sixteen year old girl. Gross. Nonetheless I cried into my brothers chest like a baby. He kissed my hair and stroked my back gently with his knuckles. It had been like this since we were kids. An overachieving father with high expectations, a cowardly mother with slight mental issues, and an older brother who gave me all the love that my parents never did.

I clutched the front of his shirt, not outright sobbing hysterically but my shoulders were shaking and the fucking tears just kept coming. Itachi looked down at me, I felt his chin move off my head, and he held my face in his hands. I probably looked gross. Like a gay hot mess with a flat ass. Yeah my self-esteem today sucked balls.

"Sasuke everyone makes stupid mistakes, but last night you looked happy. I haven't seen you look that genuinely happy since your last birthday. You're going to have to face it, Naruto's good for you. I know it may seem like it but think about it. Who makes you act stupid even when you know you're in public? Kiss and make up."

"But he left…that's not my prob-"

"I know, I know we've gone over this a million times. But Sasuke there's not much else to discus. Just get your boy toy,"

I laughed.

"And get the hell out of my house because I have to go to work." He smiled that ever knowing big brother smile.

I gave him a smile back, we hugged like homos and then I got up. Collecting myself I turned to face my dear brother,

"…Thanks Itachi."

He only gave me another brotherly smile, my personal smile he would only share with me. What can I say I'm selfish. After one last glance I walked out, heading toward my apartment. It wasn't that far away. Though I do wish I was wearing something other than shorts and a flimsy t-shirt. The autumn air was fucking cold. I hated the fall, it was just the most pointless season with unnecessary attention to leaves. Ohh, oh my god they change colors. So what? My fucking lights change colors but you don't see me freaking the hell out about it.

I cursed, it was just so damn cold. I looked over at the rusted playground by my apartment. I decided after I got some decent clothes on and took a shower I might go swing.

lll*

I was sitting in my bigass pimp chair when I heard a knock at my door. My stomach twisted terribly when I heard the voice speak on the other side.

"Sasuke? Hey are ya' home? I was hoping we could talk now…"

I just stared at the door. Why me? All I wanted was a nice quiet evening. Sure I agreed with what Itachi said but that doesn't mean I was ready to let the asshole back in my life so quickly.

"Sasuke? Come on, I know you're in there."

How could he? Fucking stalker.

"I can hear your bigass chair squeaking."

I could feel the stupidass grin on his face. Cursing I got up and stood in front of the door.

"Okay, talk."

I heard him sigh. This made the corners of my lips twitch. But I wasn't going to smile. No, I won't be that easily swayed.

"C'mon Sasuke, open the door. I…I wanna see your face."

I could almost feel him blush. Though this didn't surprise me. He was always a sappy mofo. Sighing I pulled on a hoodie and swung open the door. I closed it behind me as I stepped out into the hall. We were close, close enough to feel his body heat.

"Oh good, now let me exp-"

"Come on." I cut him off.

He nodded as I walked past him. I lead him out the building and toward the park. In case a fight broke out I didn't want the neighbors gossiping. Not because I cared about what they thought but because I didn't want to hear my business over and over again. My walls were thin and shit.

I sat on a swing and he took the one beside me. For a few moments it was just silent and I was fine with that.

"I'm want to marry you."

I froze. What the fuck? I turned to him slightly letting the shock and anxiety show on my face. He smiled sadly knowing he was the cause of my bad nerves.

"What the fuck Naruto? After two whole years and a night of spontaneous fucking, this is what you have to say?"

I felt my pent up rage I'd kept locked away for the last two years swell throughout my body.

"I know, I know." He ran a frustrated hand through his hair.

"Its just that last night was the most fun I'd had in a long time. And, and then you started talking about marriage-"

"I was drunk off my ass."

"I know dickface, I'm just saying."

We both glared at each other. Then I couldn't help it, all the rage flew out the window and I started laughing. Because I hadn't been called a dickface since I was in high school. He smiled that stupid smile I would never tire of seeing. After I'd controlled myself we just stared at each other.

I wanted him to kiss me. I really did. And then I realized, I could and would forgive him. As stupid as he was, as terrible as the choices he made were, I would always forgive Naruto. My stupid, faggy, little, Naruto.

"I would say yes."

"What?" He looked confused. Retard.

"If you asked me to marry you, I would say yes."

Naruto gaped at me with his stupid tan face. God, why was he so tan? I wanted to see more. Ah, this just proved I have no standards or morals. He stood up and kneeled on both knees in front of me. He buried his face into my thighs.

"I'm so sorry Sasuke. I didn't mean to leave you. I didn't mean anything I said. I didn't mean much of anything back then. In fact I'm surprised you still stayed with me. I was so messed up back then, but after I left a few weeks later I got help. I swore to myself I would become a better man for you, for us and stuff. Now I am and now you're even saying you'd marry me. Please tell me I'm not on a acid trip or some shit."

He smiled up at me. I melted, I grabbed his face and brought his lips to mine. I was forceful and yet nervous. It was a short lived kiss. I pulled away first and smiled. He grinned up at me and kissed me again quickly. He stood up and held out his hand. To amuse his overly gay ways I held his hand all the way back to my apartment.

lll*

I sighed blissfully, shuddering slightly as he pulled out and flopped next to me.

"I don't care what anyone says, make-up sex is the greatest."

I snorted at his logic. To this he kissed my shoulder. I smiled and rolled over onto him laughing when he grunted. I smiled as I looked down at him. He grinned up at me and gingerly touched my flushed cheek.

"Your hair's gotten pretty long."

"Yeah." Was my eloquent reply.

"So are you really going to have your wedding dress made out of goat tears?"

"Shut up shitface."

"Pillow biter."

We were in love and no one could tell us otherwise.

End.

D: Ending could've been better. This is my first time writing in one person's POV for the whole story, how'd I do? Anyway can anyone guess what Naruto's problem was? I think I made it pretty obvious. I plan on writing an epilogue to this even though its only a one-shot.

Anyhow review I'd really like to know how I did. I was real nervous writing this. And lemons and smut can be expected in the epilogue. Thanks for reading and reviewing!