A/N:

Here goes the wip to take my mind off Fallhoehe for a while. I guess I just wanted to write a different setting and I needed a whole different Sasuke for a change. If you're someone to get really mad when Sasuke gets touchy with other people than Naruto, you better not read on.

Enjoy reading :)

It was a cold December day when Naruto left Sasuke's life. They'd had a fight, a rather bad one at that but never had Sasuke expected Naruto to really leave, although he'd threatened to do so more than once. Their fights were intense, sometimes violent but so was their relationship. They were just both really hot blooded. If they got into an argument, none of them was willing to go back on his point, even if they were wrong. Sasuke knew it wasn't right. When things got physical, borders were crossed, boundaries overstepped. You don't lay hands on the one you love, no matter what he's done to you. Yet, they'd both done that. They were way too violent with each other for this to still be considered a normal relationship.
He was sorry. He really was, but what good did it do?

There's no going back to how things were once you've crossed that line. They'd obviously lost respect towards each other. He'd felt it for a long time now, but it probably was time to leave already.

For now, Naruto had gone out to catch some fresh air, but this had been Naruto's place before Sasuke moved in with him. It was at him to move out.

Crestfallen, he began packing his stuff. He couldn't even cry about it. This was way too painful for it to be cured by some tears. He and Naruto were done for, their relationship was over. To a point, it felt as if his whole life was over. There was so much they had planned together, but all of that wasn't worth shit now. They wouldn't travel together anymore, they wouldn't spend Christmas together. There was no "them" anymore and it hurt him immensely.

He only packed what he deemed necessary in his hurt mind that wasn't able to really focus on what was necessary at all. Nothing really was anymore since he and Naruto had broken apart. Things weren't meant to go that way. It made him wonder when they'd become so dysfunctional. He hadn't even noticed and suddenly things had gone downhill way too quickly until they'd hit rock bottom.

His bag wasn't even that full, yet it felt incredibly heavy when he pulled the door shut behind him.

Where was he even headed? Hell, he didn't know. He didn't even know who to call. Not because he didn't have friends but because he didn't want anyone to know that they'd failed, that he'd failed. The perfect Uchiha wasn't supposed to fail at anything, he'd always exceeded at everything he did. He just wished the same thing could be said about his social skills.

Lost in his own thoughts, he threw the bag into the passenger seat of his car and drove off. He had no destination but that didn't matter. His first objective was to get away from the scene of their fight. He couldn't stand being close to what he'd called home for the past few months anymore. Fuck, it had only been months. The realization hit him hard. They hadn't even managed to make things work for a single year. The intensity of his failure was much bigger than he'd first thought. But he'd done his best. Why wasn't his best good enough? Why was it never good enough?

No matter how good he'd been at something, his older brother had always been better. He'd been an outstanding student, but Itachi had always been better. Damn him! And he was one heart of a brother as well. It was impossible to hate him because he was just such a lovely person in general, it made Sasuke even more angry.

He most definitely wouldn't call Itachi.

He drove around town aimlessly for almost an hour before he pulled into the parking lot next to the club he and his friends had used to frequent when he hadn't been with Naruto. He was desperate, he felt lonely, it probably wasn't a good idea to go in there now. Still he did. He slammed the door of his car shut behind him and locked it. On the walk to the entrance he considered turning around but there was nowhere else to be right now anyway. He figured he might as well just have a nice evening. He decided to settle at the bar for a while. The dance floor wasn't really for him, although he knew of reliable sources that he could move like a young god. But he knew admiration. He'd always been a handsome guy, many young women would have given a lot just for one night with him, but he'd never swung that way. Girls just didn't excite him the way Naruto could. He wasn't supposed to think about that stupid blond now but he was imprinted on his mind.

He ordered a whiskey, figuring he might as well drink if he didn't have anywhere to go. He didn't have to drive anywhere after all, could just check into the hotel down the street if he wanted to.

"You look like you could use a double", the bartender said and placed a glass filled to the top in front of him. "It's on me, don't worry."

"Hn."

Sasuke nodded at him. He didn't feel like talking at all.

"My name's Suigetsu. You're Sasuke Uchiha, right?"

Shit. Another one of those people who'd seen him on TV or somewhere and wanted to get into his pants because of it. He shouldn't have come here after all.

"Yeah", he sighed.

"You know you come off like an asshole in public?"

"Excuse me?"

Now he had Sasuke's attention. Had he really just called him an asshole? That wasn't what people who were flirting with him usually did.

"Don't look at me like a horse just kicked you. You must have realized. You can't tell me no one has told you that before."
Suigetsu chuckled.

"What the fuck do you want from me?", Sasuke hissed. He couldn't figure out what this was all about. What did that Suigetsu person want from him if it wasn't sex?

"I was just trying to make conversation. You look like you could use a talk."

"Thanks for your offer but I'd rather not."

He would have loved to vent a little, he would have loved to tell this stranger everything that was on his heart, but someone in his position really couldn't afford to open up to strangers. He was one of the youngest CEOs in the country, news like that would spread like wild fire. People were always only looking for weak points in him like they were expecting him to break down under the pressure of his life, but he wouldn't give them what they wanted. He'd learned to conceal his feelings from a young age because that was expected of them in public. The Uchihas were widely known for their remarkable indifference to everything. They could talk you down in any discussion and they never seemed to lose in anything.

Fugaku Uchiha had founded the company together with his uncle Madara and they'd manage to become one of the biggest businesses in the country in almost no time. The Uchihas were known for being extremely well organized and professional with each other albeit being a family. But that was what people didn't realize; they weren't like an ordinary family. Sasuke could barely remember his father telling him for once that he'd done well, left alone hug him or show affection in any other way. The only ones to ever emotionally connect with him were his mother when his father wasn't around and Itachi because somehow, he could afford it. He just did everything so well so effortlessly that Fugaku allowed him to show emotions while he'd always scold Sasuke for the same. They weren't expected to be affectionate, they were expected to know their place in society and function in it, as that place was right at the top. When he'd first gotten closer to Naruto, Fugaku's reaction had been nothing short of embarrassing. He'd demanded to know everything about the blond and had given them rules. The public wasn't supposed to know any of this, so much he'd made clear from the start. It wasn't even the fact that he was gay, but he wasn't supposed to be seen with anyone for it made him weak for threats against that person. They did receive threats occasionally and it was extremely inconvenient if those involved the people dear to them. His own life, Sasuke could take responsibility for. If someone were to kidnap him, it would only involve him alone. But he couldn't risk anyone threatening Naruto's life, so he'd always abided to Fugaku's rules. He'd thought it was for the best but maybe it hadn't been. It was one of the things that had added up to their points of conflict. Naruto was open and easy-going. It was hard for him to deny Sasuke in public. He was someone who'd rub their relationship in everyone's faces; not because of Sasuke's position but because he worshipped him as the person he was. Naruto had always loved him for how he just was.

The thought alone made him clench his fist around the glass.

"And you tell me you don't need to talk. As a bartender I can tell when people got issues. Those are the ones I can sell booze to all evening after all, you know", Suigetsu said with a smirk.

Really, who was this guy or rather who did he think he was? Instead of getting frustrated with him though, Sasuke had to give him a chuckle.

"You seem strange. What's your deal? You do realize you don't sell to people by giving away drinks for free?"

"Tsk, just start drinking already and you'll see. The first one is free but makes you want to have more and you end up paying me a good tip when you leave because I brightened your night."

The guy was quite self-conscious.

"Yeah, I highly doubt that", Sasuke said with a dismissive grin as he took a hit.

"Oh boy, you really need more of that, huh? You didn't even flinch. The first hit always burns, you know."

"Maybe it doesn't if you don't focus so much on the fact that you're drinking booze. I didn't come here to get myself hammered."

"What did you come here for then? It looks a lot like you're just looking to drink some pain away."

"What would you know about that kind of stuff?"
Another full glass was placed in front of him after Suigetsu had taken the empty one away.

"As I said, I'm a bartender." The smirk on his face was irritating. "That makes my almost as qualified as a psychologist." Sasuke liked it.

He chuckled.

"No, it really doesn't."

Suigetsu was weird to say the least.

"My shift ends in an hour. You should come home with me."

"What the fuck? Are you digging on me?"

"You are a little full of yourself, aren't you? No, but there's no way I'm letting you drive wherever you wanted to drive after you got drunk here."

Since Sasuke had downed the second glass and was fumbling with his car key with his free hand, Suigetsu probably had a point there.

"It's fine. I wanted to go to the hotel anyway."

"No, you didn't."

"How dare you talk to me? Of course I did!"

"You don't look like someone who knows where to go. What happened? Did your sweetheart throw you out?"

Sasuke had him by his collar and pulled him close to him.

"Shut the fuck up!"

Heads were now turned at them, and when he realized he let go off the boy again in order to make it seem like nothing had happened. 'Young CEO beats up bartender after getting drunk as fuck.' He really couldn't afford such publicity.

"Seems like I hit a sore spot there, huh?"

Suigetsu straightened his collar, turned to serve other guests and then came back to Sasuke.

"Don't think I'm fucking you tonight. That's not what I came here for."

"You're so full of yourself, you don't even consider the possibility of someone just wanting to talk to you, huh? That's kinda sad if you ask me."

"Well, no one's asked you. You're really straining my patience, you know."

"Yeah, I've seen that. Let's not do that again, at least not in here. My boss could throw you out if he sees it. He really cares for his employees. I can't work if a guest smashes my face in after all."

The boy shrugged, then turned to wash the glasses without taking his attention off Sasuke. This night would surely be interesting.