Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.
Summary: Naruto and Sasuke are quite a pair. They have been good friends (and maybe more) for a while now, but what happens when they get drunk together on the night of Sasuke's 18th birthday? Can Naruto handle the pressures of being a teen mother?
Trust me, it's a lot better than it sounds... just read it.
p.s. This story IS a sequel to my "It Was Just an Accident! Really!" but you don't have to read the first one to understand this one at all. So, it's all good. I was just letting you know.
Naruto stood in the middle of the living room of Sasuke's house -the very heart of the Uchiha mansion- looking around at the place and admiring his hard work. Almost five years had passed since Naruto and Sasuke had first kissed -well, since the first time they had kissed on purpose. Finally the time rolled around for Sasuke's 18th birthday.
The Uchiha had not breathed a word about the upcoming occasion - in fact, Naruto was sure that he was hoping nobody remembered. The blonde boy let out an evil little laugh. Oh no, he wasn't going to let Sasuke off the hook that easily. What would an 18th birthday be without a party… and some hard liquor?
So that's why Naruto was here, in Sasuke's house. In order to avoid the birthday situation, Sasuke had practically demanded the Hokage for some missions, some long-term missions. And he had gotten his wish. Sasuke had been on a single mission for nearly two weeks already, which had given Naruto the perfect opportunity to prepare. Sasuke's birthday was the very next day, after all, and the Uchiha boy would probably be arriving back in the village at any minute. Naruto grinned. It was all too perfect.
With a sigh, Naruto plopped down on the nearby couch. He had spent every moment he could for the past week cleaning this huge mansion. It was the perfect place for a party, if only Sasuke took better care of it. Naruto had picked up all the trash, scrubbed every dirty floor, cleaned every unwashed dish, and had wiped down every dusty wall and window. He had swept, dusted, mopped, had even done some laundry. He had folded Sasuke's clothes -every scrap of it black, red, or dark blue, including all his underwear- and had stashed them neatly away in a drawer of the dresser in what he had found to be Sasuke's room.
That particular room had not been such a mess. Naruto had had to straighten a few curtains, make the bed, and pick up a few odds and ends off the floor, but other than that it was all good. It wasn't like Naruto had snooped around for any secrets, or anything like that. There were a few doors in the house that were locked, but he had ultimately had decided to just leave them alone. He was supposed to be making things ready for the party, not poking around in the Uchiha's things. Sasuke's business was Sasuke's business and Naruto simply left it at that.
Naruto grimaced thinking of how disgusting the refrigerator had been (even his own fridge at home wasn't that bad), but then he grinned when he thought about all the alcohol now stored within. The fridge hardly held any food at all now, but it was filled to the very top with drinks. Oh yes, there would be drinking… lots and lots of drinking.
Naruto laughed out loud. This was going to be one hell of a party. And he did not know how right he was.
I should probably go get Sasuke now, he thought wryly. He frowned at the idea. That was the one flaw in his perfect plan - where to stash Sasuke for the night so that he did not see his mansion ready for a party. Naruto had a feeling -a very strong feeling- that if Sasuke were to find out about his party before hand, he would kill Naruto. The Kyuubi boy sighed. He had eventually decided to fetch Sasuke and somehow drag the Uchiha back to his own apartment, but he had a feeling that Sasuke was not going to like that very much either. It wasn't exactly a foolproof plan, but it was the best he could do.
He and Sasuke had kissed a few times since that first time, but it had never been anything too… serious. They were both a little awkward when it came to the fact that they liked to kiss other guys. The furthest it had ever gone was making out. No further than that. And Naruto wasn't sure if he was glad for that… or… disappointed.
Naruto's face reddened at the thoughts running through his head. Bad Naruto, he scolded himself. Bad, bad, bad… You know you're not supposed to think of Sasuke like that... very much.
Anyway, no matter how much Sasuke may or may not like Naruto, Naruto was pretty damn sure that Mr. Avenger boy would not take well to the notion of staying the night in Naruto's apartment, especially when he was just coming back to the village exhausted from a mission and he had his own huge mansion to go home to. Naruto stood with a shake of his head. This was going to be one hell of an awkward night, he could practically feel it in his bones.
Naruto sped off from the Uchiha mansion, but only after making sure that the door was locked securely behind him. It wasn't that he thought somebody might try to steal from the mansion or something, everybody was too scared to step anywhere near the front yard without invitation, but somehow locking the door was reassuring, something telling Naruto that everything would turn out okay in the end.
Luckily, the blonde boy showed up just in time. Sasuke was just entering the village, headed straight for his home with his hands in his pocket and his face -still dirty from the mission- up in the air as if he owned the whole damn place. Naruto shook his head slightly. Sasuke's clothes, usually spotless and perfectly black and blue, were covered in rips and tears, along with mud and grass stains and what looked like blood.
As grimy as he seemed to be, Sasuke still had the grace of a cat... or of a snake about to strike. His movements were smooth, stylish and charming as if he weren't covered from head to toe in filth. Naruto couldn't help but stare as Sasuke made his way across town, though he should be used to this by now. No wonder why the Uchiha had so many fan girls.
Naruto hopped down from the roof he had been standing on. He didn't know what it was about roofs. He had thought it was so cool to run across them when he was younger, because it somehow made him seem more of a real ninja, and now he just did it out of habit. Well, at least they were less crowded than the streets below. Naruto landed perfectly on his feet, dust rising up in clouds from the dirt street, and sank into the shadows of an alleyway as the Uchiha approached. He watched patiently as Sasuke passed by. This was going to have to be quick. He was definitely going to have to do some very fast thinking. Too bad he had no idea what to say.
Taking a deep breath, Naruto stepped out of the shadows and caught Sasuke by the arm. Then he promptly began dragging the Uchiha away from the direction of the mansion. "What the-?!" Sasuke exclaimed. "Naruto! What the fuck?"
"You just got back from a hard mission Sasuke, aren't you hungry? Come on, let's grab a bite of ramen, it's on me." He turned and put on a quick, false smile. The boy glared daggers back.
"I know I just got back from a mission, you little ass wipe, I was going to go home and shower and put some clean clothes on!"
"My place has a working shower," Naruto said with an indifferent shrug. "I can even let you borrow some of my clothes."
Sasuke stared at Naruto as if he had suddenly grown horns and a tail and turned into Satan. "Have you lost your goddamn mind?! I don't want ramen and I don't want any of your fucking orange clothes. Now let me go so I can go home!" Naruto all but ignored him. "Naruto so help me… I will shove one of my kunai up your ass if you do not let me go right now."
An idea suddenly struck Naruto. He knew the perfect way to distract Sasuke. This called for drastic measures. He showed no signs of it on the outside, but right then, Naruto was grinning smugly on the inside. He turned to look over his shoulder again. Darkly he replied, "I would much rather you shove something else of yours up my ass, Sasuke."
As Naruto had expected he might do, Sasuke's face blanched and his eyes widened with shock and slight horror. One of the boy's eyebrows twitched, and the color of his face went from ghost white pale to blood red in an instant. Well, that had definitely distracted him alright. Sasuke couldn't seem to think of anyway to respond to what Naruto had said, and so, the Uchiha let himself be dragged into the ramen shop without anymore open protests.
Naruto used food to distract himself from an awkward silence. Damn, he thought, I meant to take his mind off going home, but now I'm starting to get embarrassed by it a little bit.
Once the noodles had all been slurped up, though, and the bowel was empty, he decided he should probably say something. He gave a nervous laugh when he saw the fierce stare Sasuke was giving, all the fires of Uchiha-hell burning in the other boy's eyes. Naruto regretted what he had said even more.
"So… uh…" he started to say.
"What?" Sasuke demanded bluntly.
"Um… yeah. So…" Sasuke stared at him with cruel, dead eyes. "Jeez I'm sorry okay! I didn't mean it and I shouldn't have said it!" Sasuke's look didn't change and Naruto gave a frustrated sigh. On impulse he decided to play off the sad-boy act. He lowered his eyes to floor and said meekly, "I just… I haven't seen you in two weeks and I just… I wanted you to spend some time with me. And it seems like the only way I can ever get you to do that is by force. I'm sorry."
Naruto did not look up from the floor, but was surprised to find that his words were actually somewhat true. He really had missed Sasuke. And the fact that he was constantly forcing Sasuke to spend time with him was true enough. For a moment, it all made Naruto very sad inside. I love you, Sasuke, he thought. But you must never know that…. Hot tears threatened to boil over. No, no, stupid Naruto! You can't cry! Not now, stupid. Trying to blink away the tears, Naruto wondered if Sasuke had even heard what he had said. Maybe he had spoken too quietly?
But when he glanced up, he found that Sasuke's eyes had softened. Somewhat. About as much as an Uchiha's eyes could soften. Trying to change the mood, the blonde boy abruptly smiled. Sasuke looked baffled.
"Hehe, I guess what I'm trying to say is… I just couldn't help myself," he stated with an innocent shrug.
Sasuke's annoyed look was back. When he spoke his voice nearly came out as a growl. "Yeah well, be sure to control yourself next time you have the urge to pull a dumb ass move like that." Sasuke stared down at the bowel of noodles in front of him as if suddenly wondering what it was doing there. He hadn't even touched it.
"Eat your ramen, Sasuke, you need to eat something after a hard mission like that."
Naruto watched with a slight smile on his face as Sasuke reached out a curious hand toward the chopsticks next to the bowel. His look was confused, as if he was unsure of what he was doing. He picked a small bit of noodles from the bowel in front of him and took a reluctant bite. Naruto noticed a slight shrug, and Sasuke picked up another quick bite. It was so silly, because usually Sasuke hated ramen.
When Sasuke looked up and saw Naruto's lopsided smile, he asked, "What?"
Naruto shook his head slightly. "It's nothing."
They made small talk for a little while, neither really paying any attention to what the topic of the conversation was or what they were saying, and all the while Naruto watched with the same little smile as Sasuke munched away at his ramen. When finally Sasuke's bowel was empty -which was a surprise to Naruto- the raven haired boy asked bluntly, "So are you going to let me go home now?"
With a grin Naruto shook his head. "Nope. I meant what I said. You're coming over to my apartment if I have to drag you the whole way there... and you know I can do it Sasuke."
"I'd like to see you try dobe," Sasuke snarled.
"Sasuke, we probably shouldn't fight here in the village…. We could cause mass destruction. But if you really insist on not coming with me, a fight is unavoidable. So if it's going to come to that, tell me now so we can go somewhere else to do it."
Sasuke opened his mouth in protest, obviously about to snarl some kind of challenge, but then his jaw snapped shut as if unsure of exactly what to say. Finally he sat back with his arms crossed, almost like a pouting child. "Fine. But I'm not wearing your clothes."
Naruto shrugged. "I'll go to the mansion while you're in the shower and bring you some."
The Uchiha gave a reluctant nod. "Alright."
On the way to the apartment, Naruto decided that there was something odd about the way Sasuke had given up so easily. Naruto had expected to be sitting there arguing back and fourth with him for about twenty minutes or so. This kind of reaction from Sasuke could almost be described as… eager. He glanced over at the Uchiha, who was tense for some reason, and obviously trying to look relaxed. What was wrong with him?
Finally at the apartment, Sasuke and Naruto were hit with another refreshing douse of awkward silence. Naruto quietly unlocked the door, and Sasuke sighed. Once actually inside though, the raven haired boy looked surprised. "You cleaned, dobe?"
Naruto shrugged. "There's not much else to do anymore."
It was true. The apartment that had once been the apartment from hell was now practically sparkling clean. He himself was surprised that he had found spare time to clean it in the two weeks that Sasuke was gone, what with all the time he had spent at the Uchiha mansion. Without really knowing why, Naruto grinned at Sasuke. The boy gave him a quizzical look.
Naruto practically had to push Sasuke into the shower and turn on the water for him just to get him in there. Despite all his protests that the bathroom was perfectly clean, Sasuke had not been very eager to use it. Naruto simply dragged the Uchiha inside - with a surprising lack of resistance on Sasuke's part - and pushed the guy into the tub. He quickly pulled the shower curtain shut and bid Sasuke farewell, saying that he would be back in a moment with clothes for him.
For an ordinary person, it would have taken 30 minutes or more to get to the mansion from the apartment and back, but Naruto managed the trip in 15, grinning and grabbing a quick drink from the fridge as he snuck away with Sasuke's clothes.
He gulped down half the drink on the way back to the apartment, which was probably unwise, but he was feeling good enough not to care, and the other half he drank sitting on the couch waiting for Sasuke. In a mirror on the wall across from him he could just barely see Sasuke's naked form through the steamy mist rolling through the cracked open door of the bathroom.
He shook his head, not feeling even the slightest buzz. I can't keep thinking of him this way, Naruto thought gruffly. He huffed a short sigh. I mean, it's not like he's going to be sleeping alone with me in my apartment tonight…. Gah! No, no, no… bad thoughts Naruto. BAD thoughts.
"Hey dobe!" Naruto jumped at the sound of Sasuke's voice, and was surprised to see in the mirror the naked boy hanging halfway out the bathroom door, his bare torso still gleaming and wet. Naruto spun around so that he was actually looking at Sasuke, and not at his reflection. The Uchiha glared daggers. "I've been yelling at you for a while; what have you been doing?" He suddenly spotted the drink in the blonde boy's hand. "Have you been drinking?"
Naruto looked from the bottle, which was now empty, and back to Sasuke. "No. Uh- yes. I mean… well, I have been drinking, but not much."
Sasuke gave an exasperated sigh. "Did you get my clothes?"
Slowly, Naruto looked down at the neatly folded clothes sitting on the couch next to him. He sat back and smirked. "Yeah I have your clothes."
When he didn't say anything more than that, Sasuke demanded, "Well bring them here."
"…No."
"What?"
Naruto relaxed a little more, raising the bottle to his lips before he remembered that it was empty. With a grimace he let it drop to the floor. Fuck with being clean. "I think if you want your clothes you're gonna have to come get 'em."
A bit of red sparked up in Sasuke's eyes, and Naruto wondered idly if it was because of anger, embarrassment, or the sharingan. His face was pretty red too, so Naruto assumed embarrassment. "Naruto…" Sasuke growled. "Don't fucking play games with me. I don't care if your drunk or not, bring me my clothes now."
"Nope. Sorry."
"Naruto-"
"Naruto Uzumaki is not home right now-"
"-so help me you are going to get a kunai shoved up your ass today!"
"-would you like to leave a message?"
"Dobe…" Sasuke snarled.
"The demon fox kid from hell is currently out running the streets of Konoha and eating… babies!" The last was a maniacal whisper, and he couldn't help but giggle at it. The people in the village who still said such things were all blind idiots and obviously knew nothing about him.
"Exactly what were you drinking?" Sasuke demanded. Naruto jumped when he realized that the Uchiha was now standing right next to him, the couch hiding his body from the waist down. (Naruto took the moment to admire the guy's abs). Sasuke had his clothes in one hand and the empty bottle in the other, but Naruto didn't have a clue as to how he had gotten them without him noticing it.
Sasuke examined the bottle intently for a moment, then gave a quiet curse. "This is strong stuff Naruto."
"Pshh. I'm not drunk."
"Yeah, well… just don't take it personally if I don't believe you." Sasuke dropped the bottle on Naruto's stomach -it rolled off and shattered on the floor- and struggled to pull his boxers on. The Uchiha growled mumbled words under his breath for a moment. Finally he demanded, "Where'd you get that anyway?"
"Your fridge," Naruto said with a shrug. His eyes widened slightly. Oh shit…
Sasuke frowned at him suspiciously for a moment. "My fridge…?"
"Uh-" he laughed nervously "-hehe, no, I meant... my fridge."
Sasuke glared a moment longer and announced, "I think I'd like to go home now."
"No!" Naruto exclaimed, sitting up.
Sasuke's look became even more suspicious than it had been before. "Why not? It's my mansion-"
"But you can't!"
"Why not Naruto? What's going on there that I don't know about?"
What followed was another long silence, but far from awkward. Naruto frantically searched his brain for something to do or say. He hardly noticed Sasuke's intense stare. Dammit, I should think before I- Suddenly he got an idea. Maybe there was a way to avoid answering the question, after all.
With a small sigh, Naruto climbed up to sit on the edge of the couch, his legs dangling off the end. "What are you doing dobe?" Sasuke demanded. He was still standing there in his boxers. Naruto ignored him and brought the Uchiha closer. Sasuke struggled to get away but was caught in between Naruto's legs and, Naruto arms held him in place around his waist and shoulders.
Their lips met and Sasuke's resistance seemed to melt away like ice-cream on a hot summer day. Naruto took this to his advantage….
Sasuke pushed away abruptly, and breathlessly, at the feel of Naruto's tongue sliding into his mouth. "Naruto," he hissed. With a little more force, Naruto buried a hand in the Uchiha's hair and brought their faces together again.
Again, Sasuke squirmed away. "Naruto!" he said more fiercely.
"Stop wriggling around Sasuke," Naruto mumbled. He slipped his legs tighter around Sasuke's waist and brought the other boy even closer, causing Sasuke's eyes to widen and his face to go red again. "I thought Uchiha's didn't blush?" Naruto crooned while nipping at Sasuke's neck. It was something Sasuke had said to him once, long ago.
"Uchiha's don't blush!" he said heatedly, and with that Sasuke gave a final push and stumbled backward at the sudden release. Naruto fell back and flipped over the couch, landing on the shattered pieces of the broken bottle.
"Naruto!" Sasuke exclaimed. He rushed to the other boy, forgetting for a moment that he was still in his boxers and that Naruto had very well just tried to molest him. "You stupid drunk idiot!" Sasuke accused loudly, (once he saw that Naruto was okay, of course).
The blonde boy stood up. "I told you, I'm not drunk," he muttered, brushing shards of glass off his clothes. "Eh, I didn't really get cut. Lucky I still had my jacket on."
Sasuke looked like he was about to blow a blood vessle. "I'm going back to the mansion," he said firmly. "And Naruto, I swear, if you've been hanging out over there while I've been gone, I will take and drink every alcoholic beverage you have stored in my fridge." He decided to add, "If it's in my fridge, in my house, then that means it's mine."
"It is yours," Naruto agreed with a sigh.
Sasuke crossed his arms, then remembered that he was still holding his clothes. Quickly he slipped on his pants. "Willing to tell me what's been going on then?" he demanded.
"Sasuke… I can't"
"Why?"
"You'll kill me."
"What'd you do?"
"Sasuke…."
"What did you do Naruto?"
Naruto sighed again. "I just… I know the reason you left was 'cause your birthday an' all-" one Sasuke's eyebrows twitched at this "-but tomorrow is your birthday and we just- I just wanted to do something… I don't know!… something special for you, you know?"
Sasuke was quiet for a moment, not quite sure what Naruto was implying. "So… you put alcohol in my refrigerator?"
Naruto couldn't stifle a laugh. He rubbed a hand through his hair. "No, no… hehe, no it's…. We were going to throw you a party Sasuke."
Another pause. "A party…?" he asked in a dangerously flat voice. "That's exactly what I was trying to avoid, dobe!"
"I know! That's why we gotta friggin' force you to have fun! We've always gotta shove happiness down your throat just so you'll swallow it! You know we do the same thing every year… well, okay not exactly the same thing, but we always throw you a party, whether you want one or not. You know that! What made you think this year would be any different?"
"Dobe, I don't want a party, especially not in the house where my family was killed."
Naruto cut him off. "Oh come on Sasuke, are you still pouting? Look, I know, Itachi betrayed your whole family and killed your clan, but that's over and done with now! Itachi is dead."
(A/N: I have no idea how and if Itachi really dies, because I haven't seen all the episodes yet, but in my story Sasuke has already killed him.)
"You can actually let yourself be happy now, Sasuke," Naruto continued. "You can have a real life now."
"…No, Naruto, I can't." Sasuke's voice had lowered and he was staring down at the ground. "Itachi took that from me long ago."
"Goddammit Sasuke, why are you so stubborn?" Sasuke glanced up in surprise. Naruto didn't sound drunk. "The only reason you're not happy is because you deny yourself happiness. Do you want to be alone all your life, is that it? You wanna stay in your big mansion where your evil psycho and oh-so-gay brother killed your family so long ago, and wallow in your self pity because you're the last of the clan?"
"No-" Sasuke began to protest, but Naruto's words ran right over him.
"And I suppose you've got so many excuses too, don't you? In your mind you have made up all these little reasons why you can never be happy, and I'm sure you've come to believe them too, but don't you even try to pull that bullshit with me, Sasuke, I know better than anyone else that..." He stopped suddenly.
"You know what better than anyone else?" Sasuke asked when Naruto wouldn't continue.
"I know you Sasuke," Naruto replied quietly. "You might not think so, but I do." He walked over to the apartment door and opened it. "Go on," he said gesturing out the open doorway. "Leave, if that's what you want. Walk out this door right now and I swear to you that I'll cancel the party. You can keep all the drinks, and you don't even have to thank me for making the mansion a little more livable. You said you wanted to go, so go."
Sasuke stared at Naruto for a moment, all the emotions he was trying not to show flashing one by one in his eyes. Finally he took a reluctant step toward the door. "But-" Naruto started. Sasuke froze again. "-if you leave now, you'll be on your own. I'll never bother you again, and you won't ever have to worry about having me around… ever again. Leave, and I promise you won't have to put up with me anymore from this day forward."
After another moment of heartbreaking silence, Sasuke's look hardened stubbornly, and Naruto sighed, already knowing the decision he was going to make. Sasuke walked out the door. Naruto shut it behind him and collapsed to the ground in tears.