*waves* Hello fellow SasuNaru fans! This is my very first foray into the fanfiction world, so we'll see how this goes together, I guess. ^_^

I have many, many ideas for this story all jotted down, so I look forward to bringing it to life one chapter at a time. I would like to start by saying that I plan to update once a week. Most likely on Sundays, since this is the day that I have started by posting this very first chapter. However, do not come for me with pitchforks if I miss a Sunday update.

SO, just a bit about this story. It will be angsty. There will be various shit storms that both Naruto and Sasuke will have to endure (but mostly Naruto - I love him so much, but he is the easier of the two to pick on, considering he is more emotional). With that being said, SasuNaru is the ultimate end game for this story. Also, I realize that this story may not be for everyone, and that is fine. I am very open to constructive criticism, but don't be a complete hater.

Props to anyone who can tell me where the title of my story comes from!

Warnings: This is YAOI. That means sexy man x man love. If you do not like this, why are you here? Go away. Now.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. That honor belongs to Masashi Kishimoto.

Chapter 1

He was woken up out of a deep sleep to the sound of his phone rattling on the nightstand. Sapphire blue eyes cracked open to look at the clock – 3 am. What the hell?

He quickly slid his thumb across the screen, as he recognized the ringtone. "What Sasuke? Don't you know that normal people who aren't involved in a life a crime are usually sleeping at this time? What can you possibly need from me right at this moment?"

"I just wanted to hear your voice, Baby. I miss you. I miss your body." Sasuke's low voice came rumbling over the line, giving the Omega chills. "But, you know, as much as I love to stare at the side of your face, you do realize this is a video call, right? Show me those beautiful baby blues."

Naruto Uzumaki squawked indignantly (which he would deny until the day he died) and quickly shifted the phone, frowning harshly. There on the screen was his ex-husband of two years, Sasuke Uchiha, looking fine and fuckable as ever – the bastard. The Alpha smirked at him and winked. "That's better, Dobe."

Naruto rolled his eyes. "Seriously? What do you want? Because I don't have time for this." He had to be up in two hours to get his three children ready for school before he got himself ready for work. And if he was honest with himself (which he was not, thank you very much), he didn't want to look at Sasuke's gorgeous face and remind himself of what he walked away from after ten years of marriage.

A frown flitted across the Alpha's face as his Omega (and yes, the Omega was very much still his) was being especially frosty towards him today. He should be used to it, since they had been divorced for two years now, but he refused to give up on his koi. They were meant for each other, and in the Yakuza world, they were still married. Sasuke still considered Naruto his "bride" and that would not ever change. The only way out of that was if Sasuke threw him out or he died, and as Sasuke was not planning on letting him go any time soon, he was stuck with the title whether he liked it or not.

Sasuke sighed, "Hn. I really did just want to talk to you. I used to call you this late all the time, don't you remember, Naru?" One of his old nicknames rolled off the Alpha's tongue in a deep purr.

Yawning widely, Naruto gave his best glare he could for still being half asleep. "Well that was when we were married, which we are not anymore. So, you don't exactly have the right to just call and expect it to be okay, especially at this time of the night. Are you mental?" He shook his head. "Nevermind, don't answer that. I'm hanging up. Next time you call, it better be about my kids, Sasuke. Otherwise, don't bother."

Click.

Dark eyes stared at the phone incredulously. The Dobe had actually hung up on him. He rubbed a hand over his face and sighed. I guess that was a bad idea. Maybe I should just keep our contact to only being about the kids? No. I can't let him win. I will sweep him off his feet again. He will remember that he belongs to me. Possessiveness flared up in him and his inner Alpha growled, telling him he needed to get it together and quickly, before their Omega tried to move on with another Alpha.

"Boss? You busy?" Jugo's voice flowed through the door as he knocked on it lightly, breaking Sasuke out of his reverie.

"Not anymore. Come in." Sasuke sounded tired even to himself.

The orange haired man entered quietly and stood in front of Sasuke's desk, waiting to be acknowledged. He kept his head bowed, his eyes trained on the ground, a sign of respect to his oyabun.

Sasuke looked up at him. "What is it, Jugo? Something wrong?"

The soft-spoken man looked up quickly, his eyes widening a fraction, and shook his head. "Nothing is wrong, boss. The guys were just getting restless since there wasn't much for them to do tonight. Did you have anything you need us to do?"

The Alpha shook his head, smirking at the Beta man. "Hn. They're bored, huh? Tell them to go watch the show and spend some of that money I pay them. These dancers don't work for free, you know. You're dismissed." He waved his hand in the air, telling his subordinate in no uncertain terms to get out.

Jugo nodded quickly and bowed. "Yes sir. I will let them know. Thank you, Sasuke-sama. Have a pleasant evening." The door shut behind him with a soft click, leaving the Alpha alone again with his thoughts swimming with images of blonde hair and blue eyes.

~*SasuNaru*~

"Well? What did he say?" Suigetsu ambushed Jugo as soon as he left the office, silently praying that they were done for the night. He was bouncing up and down on the balls of his feet in his impatience.

A chuckle escaped the larger man as he shook his head. "Boss says to go watch the show and spend some money, because these dancers don't work for free." He paused, waiting for Suigetsu's reaction, as he knew the man had a fondness for the strippers.

"Hell yeah! Let's go! I'm gonna buy a lap dance and maybe a little 'extra special' alone time, and then…" Jugo just rolled his eyes as he tuned out the white haired man and strolled after him at a leisurely pace, in no hurry to get to the stage on the main floor.

As they descended the stairs, the most popular dancer at the club, Haku, was up on the stage just as his song was starting. The brunette stomped his way down the runway of the stage, his brown eyes smoldering as they surveyed the room. He was dressed in a black pair of tight leather shorts that stopped just below his perky round ass, bordering on being obscenely short and showing everything. He also wore a sleeveless red shirt, which was sheer enough to allow the patrons a peak at his rosy nipples as he made his way to the pole on the stage. He chose this get up, as he knew the club's owner had a penchant for the color red, wearing it many times himself, as well as using it in his office décor.

He made it to the pole, and grinning to himself as he saw the office door open and his target emerge to mingle with the patrons, he grabbed the pole and swung his hips forward to grind sensually against it. He repeated this action a few more times amidst various whoops and catcalls from the audience, but his focus was on one man. The Alpha to end all other Alphas – the oyabun of the Sharingan, and the owner of Club Mangekyo.

He stared Sasuke down as he dry humped the pole, moving his body in an intricate and carnal dance. He grasped the pole tightly and pulled himself up, flipping upside down as he wrapped his legs around it and let go with his arms, letting them fall and point towards the floor. As he did this, his shirt lifted and gathered around his shoulders, so he slipped it off and tossed it aside, baring his chest for the audience.

Haku gripped the pole tightly with his hands and let his legs go, performing an upside down split as he bounced a bit up and down, drawing attention to his pert, round ass.

Dark eyes widened a fraction as they took in the brunette on the stage. Damn, did he look good in red. The Alpha shook his head to clear his thoughts and made his way down the stairs as he glanced around the room, taking in the number of patrons in the club. It was a decent showing for a Thursday night, but he should get going soon. He had to get some sleep before he had a meeting with another Yakuza group, The Sound. Then he had to pick up his kids from his ex-wife, as they were his for the weekend.

Still, his eyes were drawn back to the show on the stage. It wouldn't hurt him to stay just a bit longer. He watched, entranced as Haku hopped off the pole and popped the button on his shorts open, and teasingly slid the zipper down to show off his blue silk thong. The blue was a deep cerulean color and instantly Sasuke was transported to another time. A vision appeared before him of sapphire eyes, staring up at him half-lidded above a panting chest, a golden halo of hair spread out on the silk sheets as the body below him writhed in pleasure. He could still hear him…

"A-Ahh…S'uke! Mmm, Teme, th-that feels…Uh! Don't stop!"

He blinked and then remembered where he was, shaking his head quickly and looking around to see if anyone noticed his momentary slip. He felt his half-hard erection chafing against his boxers and he frowned. He really needed to get home now. He had no desire to stay here any longer after remembering what he had lost two years ago. He headed to the door without looking back, and he missed the frown and the dark look in those brown eyes that followed him from the stage.

~*SasuNaru*~

BEEP BEEP BEEP!

A hand quickly slammed down on the alarm clock, the body it was attached to burrowing below the covers again and the man groaned. He did not want to get up. He had just fallen back asleep little more than an hour ago after being kept awake by his own thoughts after that damn 3 am call.

He frowned and peeked his head out from under the covers, listening to the pitter-patter of tiny feet running down the hall towards his room. Well, there was no going back to sleep now, even for five minutes.

The door slammed open and he was assaulted by two small bodies leaping on the bed. "Chi-chi! Wake up, Chi-chi!" "Yeah, we got to get ready for school, Chi-chi!" He beamed down at his beautiful six year old twins, Mamoru and Kazumi. "Well good morning, you two. Where is your brother?" His answer came in the form of a yawning twelve year old leaning in the door way. "Mornin', Chichiue." Makoto, his eldest, and Sasuke's exact replica, smiled and nodded at Naruto.

Naruto stretched his arms above his head and yawned loudly, "Well, what do you say you all start getting dressed, and I'll go whip us up some breakfast?" The twins hopped off the bed and bounded out of the room, racing back to their room to get dressed for the day. Makoto stared at his Chichiue for a moment before deciding to ask what had been on his mind for a while now. "Ne, Chichiue? Why do we only see Tousan every other weekend?"

Naruto had just stepped out of his bed and he paused, his back to Makoto, but that didn't stop the child from seeing his dad's back stiffen at the mention of his other father. Makoto knew that Sasuke was a sore subject, but he couldn't help but wonder why he didn't get to see him more often. He loved both his parents, after all. Naruto sighed, "It's what he and I agreed upon in the divorce, Mako-chan. You know he is very busy with his work, so he can't see you all as much as he would like. And if you were gone too much, I would miss you terribly. Besides, you know he'll be here to pick you up after school today." He smiled at his son over his shoulder before escaping into the bathroom so that he didn't have to continue this discussion. "Now, go get ready for school, and I'll see you shortly for breakfast," he called through the door.

Makoto shook his head, "Sure thing, Chichiue." He turned and headed back to his room to get his school uniform on for the day.

Once his kids were in their rooms getting ready, and he had taken a quick shower, Naruto got himself dressed in khakis and a deep orange polo shirt, brown Doc Marten boots on his feet. The 34 year old divorcee didn't pay too much attention to his appearance, as his clothes would most likely end up stained by the end of the day. He was a kindergarten teacher, and depending upon the projects he had lined up for his students that day, he could have any number of substances on himself by 3 pm when the kids left to go home.

He quickly packed his additional clothes in his messenger bag. Unbeknownst to his kids and his ex-husband, he was struggling to come up with enough money to continue to afford the house he lived in with his children, so he had taken up an additional part-time job at the local ramen joint, Ichiraku's. He would work there every Wednesday and every other weekend when his children were with their Tousan.

The house they lived in was by no means extravagant. It was literally nothing compared to the mansion Sasuke lived in. It was a modest one story home with three bedrooms and two bathrooms. It was in a nice, quiet neighborhood, along with a lot of other single family homes. Naruto had picked it due to the location, feeling it to be one of the safer neighborhoods in which to raise his kids.

The mortgage was a bit steep, due to it being in a decent neighborhood, and the area around it was growing in popularity, causing the prices in the immediate vicinity to jump. He could no longer comfortably afford it, along with all of the other bills he had, plus worrying about food and any other needs his children had. He refused to ask Sasuke for money though. He didn't need his help, he would do this on his own. He would be the one to provide for his children and ensure that they had everything they needed. His pride as an Omega was on the line. What Omega couldn't care for their children? Being divorced was no excuse; he was still expected to be able to take care of them, even if he was on his own.

He sighed as he shook his head to dispel his negative thoughts. Tonight was his first night at Ichiraku's and he was extremely grateful to the owner Teuchi and his daughter Ayame for giving him this opportunity. He would definitely prove himself so that he could keep the job and work as many hours as possible when he didn't have his children.

He headed to the kitchen and quickly whipped up a wholesome breakfast for his children. He didn't have much to work with, but he was able to make rice, miso soup, some grilled salmon, some umeboshi and a small salad. He didn't really have enough for all of them, so he would skip breakfast this morning. This was happening more often than not lately, but he made sure his children wouldn't be aware of it, so that they didn't worry about him. He made sure to dirty a few extra dishes to make it look like he had eaten while he was cooking. He then jumped over and made their bento boxes, complete with some grilled yellowtail, a few onigiri stuffed with the umeboshi he had left, and some steamed broccoli.

"Chi-chi!" His beautiful little girl who looked just like him with her gorgeous golden hair and azure eyes bounded into the kitchen and latched herself onto his left leg, squeezing it tightly and grinning up at him. "I love you!"

He smiled down at Kazumi, his eyes softening. "I love you too, sweetheart. To the moon and back. Now, go sit at the table and eat your breakfast." He chuckled and tapped her bottom to get her moving to the table. She sat up and tried to act like a proper lady, making sure her back was straight and she used all of her utensils properly. "Mmm! This is delicious, Chi-chi! You always make the best food!" Naruto smiled to himself and nodded at her over his shoulder. Then he wondered where his boys were. "Mako-chan! Mamo-chan! Where are you?"

Makoto brought Mamoru into the kitchen with him. "Right here, Chichiue. Sorry, it took me a little longer to do our hair." Mamoru had reached the age where he really looked up to his brother, and since they had the same hair, he wanted it styled just like Makoto, who in turn, styled it just like his Tousan. Naruto chuckled as he looked over his boys, first meeting dark eyes, and then his own blue eyes that were staring up at him, waiting for his approval. "You both look great. Just like your Tousan, ne Kazumi-chan?" She nodded her head enthusiastically. "Hai! Very pretty, just like Tousan!" Naruto outright laughed at the scowl on Makoto's face at being called pretty.

"Sit down and eat your breakfast. I've also got your bentos ready for lunch." Makoto paused, noticing that there wasn't a fourth place set at the table. "Ne, Chichiue? Where is your breakfast?" Naruto smiled at him warmly and nodded to the dishes in the sink. "I ate while I was fixing everything up for you guys. Go ahead and dig in, or we're going to be late." Dark eyes narrowed suspiciously at him, but his eldest son didn't say anything. He had noticed that his Chichiue wasn't eating much lately and he looked to be losing a bit of weight. He wouldn't say anything yet, but if it continued, he was going to tell his Tousan. After all, it was his job to look after all of them, wasn't it? Just because his parents weren't together anymore didn't mean that the Alpha should stop taking care of the mother of his children. At least, that's what he believed. And he loved his Chichiue more than anything, so he wanted to make sure he was taken care of and that he had everything he needed.

A few minutes later, after the dishes were done and drying in the rack, Naruto herded his children out the door and to his car, a beat up old SUV (which was the subject of many fights between him and Sasuke), so that he could drop them off at school. Sasuke insisted on sending them to expensive private schools, so he had to take them halfway across town before backtracking to his own school.

~*SasuNaru*~

Sasuke was frustrated beyond belief. He was supposed to be picking his kids up from his ex-wife in the next fifteen minutes, and he was currently thirty minutes away from them at the club. His meeting with The Sound had run long, as they could not come to an agreement on trying to work together on anything. Their oyabun, Orochimaru, hadn't even shown up. He had sent some underling, named Sai, in his stead. His proposal was to bring Sasuke's organization under his. Ha! Fat chance of that happening! The 36 year old Alpha worked for no one, and he wasn't about to start now. He sent the man away finally, telling him to let his oyabun know that there would be no agreement between the two factions. He only hoped that The Sound would not try to start a turf war over his refusal. Little did he know, Sai already had his eye on something that Sasuke very much considered to be his.

He picked up his phone to call Naruto and let him know that he was going to be late, starting slightly as it began to ring in his hand. He stared at the screen for a split second, then hastened to answer as he realized his son was calling him. Why would Makoto be calling him instead of Naruto? "Makoto? What's wrong?" He frowned as he heard Naruto cursing in the background, along with the sounds of traffic rushing by.

"Umm, well, Tousan, Chichiue's car broke down. We're on the side of the highway. Can you come pick us up here instead of at the house?" Sasuke's eyes widened and he jumped up from his desk. "Are you all alright? Is your Chichiue alright? Where are your brother and sister?" Makoto nodded, "Yeah, Tousan, we're all fine. Mamoru and Kazumi are still in the car. Chichiue is on the phone with someone, trying to get them to come get him and the car."

He could hear Naruto in the background. "C'mon, man! I just need you to come pick me up and drop me off at Ichiraku's! It's not even that far from where you are, Kiba!" Why would Naruto want to go to Ichiraku's instead of going home, or even going to the garage where his car would be towed? Sasuke was already jumping in his Mercedes SUV, and he peeled out of the club parking lot. "Tell your Chichiue I'm on my way, Makoto. I'll come get you all." He hung up and stepped on the gas, trying to get there as fast as possible. His wife (he did not want to keep calling him his ex-wife, so he wasn't going to anymore) and children were in danger the longer they were vulnerable and out in the open like that. Anything could happen. He had to get to them quickly.

He pulled up to his wife's beat up old car and frowned. He really should have bought him a new car years ago, but damn was Naruto stubborn. And now that they weren't legally married anymore, he wanted nothing from Sasuke. Not even the change in his pocket. He sighed as he got out of the car, and Naruto turned around quickly, a small smile of relief on his face. He opened the door to his car and called out to the kids, "Alright, get your stuff together, your Tousan is here to take you home with him for the weekend." Makoto jumped out of the passenger side and grinned at Sasuke. "Hey Tousan!" He gave his father a quick hug and jumped in the Mercedes, exhaling in relief at the feel of the nice heated leather seats under him and the heat blowing on his feet. It had grown colder recently, and Naruto's car didn't run as well as it used to (obviously), so he couldn't run the heater in the car.

Mamoru and Kazumi hopped out next and ran to Sasuke, clinging to each of his legs and squeezing. "Tousan! We missed you!" They sang out together and grinned up at Sasuke. He smirked down at them and pushed them towards his car. "I missed you too. Go get warm in the car, ok?" They obliged and climbed into the back seat with their weekend bags they had with them.

Sasuke slowly approached Naruto from behind, seeing as he was on the phone again. Damn, look at that sweet ass. He reached out to cop a feel of the firm, round globes, but just as he was close enough, Naruto spun around and glared up at him, mouthing "Don't even think about it, Uchiha-sama." A frown marred his face. Why the hell was Naruto calling him that? Even his subordinates addressed him slightly less formally that that. His wife should be calling him by his first name, if not one of the nicknames he had. Naruto turned back around to finish his conversation. "Just get here, please. I'm gonna be late otherwise. Thanks, Kiba. I owe you one."

"What are you going to be late for, koi?" His wife spun around and glared at him intensely. "I have asked you repeatedly to stop calling me those nicknames, Uchiha-sama. We are NOT together anymore. Get that through your thick skull!" He was panting slightly by the time he was done, his voice having gotten progressively louder by the end of his rant. Any other time, Sasuke would have almost chuckled at the sight of his little wife being so irate. His diminutive stature did make a bit of a comical vision. Naruto barely came up to his shoulder, standing just 5'4" to his much taller 6'3", nearly a foot of difference between them. Sasuke stared down at his flushed face, remembering just how far that flush went on his wife's body when he was aroused. He quickly shook his head to get that image out of it.

Sasuke smirked down at him. "Just get in the car, Dobe. And quit calling me that. What the hell is up with this Uchiha-sama shit?" The Omega shook his head and sighed. "Kiba is almost here. I don't need anything from you, least of all a ride. Just take my kids home and make sure they have a good weekend with their Tousan. They don't see you enough as is." His dark eyes narrowed fractionally. "Hn. And whose fault is that? I'm not the one who left."

"No, you're just the one who lied to me for TWELVE YEARS! Why can't you understand how that would be the final straw for me?! It was bad enough the house got broken into while I was home alone with the kids, but then I found out WHY those men were after our oldest son! How could I EVER trust you again after that?!" He stopped, breathing heavily with the anguish of dealing with this crap right now. Why couldn't Sasuke understand how important honesty and trust were in a relationship, let alone a marriage? "Just go. Kiba is almost here. I'll be fine. I always am." Naruto turned his back to him so that he couldn't see the pain on his face of reliving the past.

The Alpha frowned, his inner Alpha coming to the surface and growling softly. Had Naruto lost weight? Was he not eating properly? He was already so small, him losing any weight was dangerous. That was a sign that he failed as an Alpha. It was his responsibility to take care of his Omega. He opened his mouth to ask about the possible weight loss, but before he could even attempt to utter a sound, Kiba rolled up. Naruto swung his messenger bag over his shoulder and jumped in the car, effectively shutting him out as they drove off without looking back. He walked back to his own car and climbed into the driver's seat. He drove off slowly and headed back to his mansion with his children in tow, his thoughts swimming with blonde hair and blue eyes the whole way there.

~*SasuNaru*~

Naruto hopped out of Kiba's car in front of Ichiraku's. "Thanks again man, I definitely owe you." Kiba nodded his head. "Damn right you do! We'll discuss my payment later." Naruto laughed as he watched his friend drive off. He turned around and quickly headed into Ichiraku's, unaware of the milky lavender gaze following his every movement.