A/N: Hello!

Yeah, this is a new fanfiction. And I'm not even going to start and apologize about not giving you the extra chapter for Sake, Sex, Sasuke because right now I hate that story. In fact I plan on completely rewriting it one day, so I can take the rape scene out and make it more consensual. When I do it, then I'll post the extra chapter.

This is my first big story, even though I have no idea how long it's supposed to be. So it's an adventure for me, and I was surprised to find I actually improved from my last fanfiction to this one, lol. I think two years make a lot of difference in maturity, yeah.

Hope you guys enjoy it. It kept bugging me to be written, and I hope it bugs you too.

Word counting: 6,095

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The Same Love Story

Chapter 1: Bittersweet

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"The norm is said to be a sum of elements. Among jurists, the concept…"

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"…the concept of norm and the elements which define it vary, even though the number of it seems to…"

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"…remain the same. For the jurist Miguel Reale, norm is…"

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Ok that was enough.

"Would you stop that, for God's sake?" Sasuke said as he turned to face the other.

"Aw c'mon Sasuke! I come all the way over here and you leave me alone with nothing but a ping pong ball"

"I didn't call you, you came at your own risk. And I told you yesterday I was going to study"

Naruto made a face, and then a half-pout "Yeah, but Law Studies Introduction is sooo boring". That he had to agree with. So far, his very first semester at law school had been even more boring than he thought it would be. And since it was already November, he highly doubted it had much time to improve. There was only one subject which was at all connected to the course, and the teacher was a pain. Kind of literally, in fact. It was hard even for Sasuke, further more for Naruto.

"Yeah, I know, but boring doesn't mean you don't have to study. That's probably why you're failing it anyway".

"I'm not failing it, yeah? I just need a couple more points than I did last time and I'll pass. And I'm not even trying very hard, differently from you and philosophy" the other said grinning in a teasing manner. "Hn" he responded, because it was both true and a complete lie. Sasuke did have some issues with Philosophy, and even though he studied he couldn't make it make sense inside his head. It was very hard being used to average, even though he was excelled in all the rest.

The rest of it was a lie because Naruto did study hard. He was the most hardworking person he knew, and Sasuke admired him for that. But now he was annoying him on purpose, trying to deviate his attention from anything serious. And although he'd been resisting fairly enough until now, he could just feel himself giving in very soon.

"Maa, you're too annoying. If I knew you'd ignore me I would have just gone out with Sakura then! I ditched her because I was finally free and I hadn't seen you for so long! But no, why would you appreciate it? I should've seen it coming. You're such a bastard I don't even know why I like you! And you're still quiet! You know what, I'll just get my things and –"

"Dobe"

"What?"

"Choose a movie. Fast and Furious or Die Hard?"

"Which one of which?"

"The 6th and the last"

"The latter" he replied, and with that they fell into pace, putting the book and the ball away, turning the TV on and acting as if nothing'd happened. Sasuke appreciated that. It was interesting that even though Naruto could be one hell of a bother he sometimes knew when to act agreeing and quiet, and not talk about something. Even if maybe such thing hardly ever happened, and even if he hadn't missed the just barely hidden smile of victory on the blond's face.

Naruto hid it, now, in order not to annoy Sasuke anymore, so good he was with reading people. But the brunet was okay even if he'd laughed out loud and pointed at him right at his face. Just his friend's presence was enough to make him joyful. Sasuke had met Naruto five months past, and he was in love with him since before the blond's birthday, one month previous.

It had been the first day of college and the stupid sophomores had put it upon themselves to introduce the freshman to Law School by creating an even stupider groups dynamic. The introduction lasted the entire first week, with different speeches taking place, but the first day was dedicated to the basics, and so they were supposed to learn each other's names.

Unnecessary to say, Sasuke thought it was ridiculous and he died a little at watching each other person trying to make themselves sound cooler than they actually were. He regretted arriving always early, because had he gotten there later, he would've gone by unnoticed (until the second day of class at least). Instead, he'd had to say his name and age out loud, as well as his professional goal after he ended the course: which was basically to take over the family's business together with Itachi. All in all, it had resulted in half the girls to peek at him from that time and on.

It had been halfway through the morning and, so far, he hadn't found anyone or anything even remotely interesting. There were a few people who caught his attention, though: the course coordinator – a busty, strict looking woman named Tsunade – a white (or was it blue?) haired sophomore called Suigetsu and a bachelor who said his name was Kakashi. Sasuke couldn't say what was Kakashi's business there, but it honestly wasn't like he cared.

So when he thought it was all over and he would be doomed for the rest of the week, everything got entirely worse as someone who was his complete opposite burst through the door, radiant smile in place. Blond, blue-eyed and tanned, almost two hours late and absolutely shameless he spoke up, several tones too high for Sasuke's taste: "Good morning! My name is Uzumaki Naruto, I'm a sixteen-years-old genius and I will be president and change the country!" he said, grinning brightly at the end.

Had anyone ever told this guy this was college and not preschool?

Sasuke had raised a brow at that, and after a moment of stunned silence the room had erupted with laughter. Naruto worn an indignant look to his features, but got over his shame to reaffirm himself even louder than before "I mean it! I'm gonna become the president, you will all see it! I'm a genius, how many people do you think made it to college at the age of sixteen, huh?"

Well, for a genius he sure talked too much. That is, Sasuke's mind seemed to think that geniuses tended to speak much less, and in a much lower tone. Maybe it was just a stereotype, but he was applying if full force now.

"He's sixteen too!" a girl with pink hair, one of the ones who were looking at him earlier, reminded the class as she told Naruto the crashing news. The blond narrowed his eyes "You don't look sixteen, you look older. I'm definitely younger than you, ha!"

The class out broke in laughter yet again, Kakashi and Tsunade looking slightly amused, even as the latter seemed to try and balance a little seriousness to her composure all the same. The girl before blushed, and he felt annoyed both for passing as a lady-killer guy and a clown, all of it while not even trying to.

Sooner rather than later the laughter ceased, and Naruto swore to become his rival and show himself better at whatever Sasuke did from that day on. It didn't matter that later they'd become friends and Sasuke'd said he'd become seventeen the next day, 23rd July, because they'd already become rivals and had regular banters to mark their friendship. But Sasuke didn't have much taste for fighting the blond right now.

Finding out about his infatuation was both a delightful and a dreadful experience, and it still was. Sasuke remembered that and had to hide a smile as Naruto stared menacingly at the DVD as if he didn't know how to proceed. The blond turned to him with his face scrunched up in a frustrated frown which screamed 'I want you to help me, but I don't want to ask for help'.

With a huff, he took the blond's place and dealt with the settings for the movie in about two minutes and then hit play. Next thing, he got up to go make some popcorn, coming back just in time to see the first sequence of shots. He sighed. He'd so far noticed Naruto's taste for adrenaline, but really, what was he point in seeing people running and killing each other in action movies?

"Yay, popcorn! You read my mind, Sasuke, I'm so hungry right now"

"More like I read your belly. And you're always hungry" as if to mark this point, Naruto's belly made a huge roar.

"I guess you're right, hehe" He said, laughing sheepishly "Thanks, anyway"

It was incredible how even a small acknowledgement like this one was enough to make him feel warmer inside. And when he was together with his friend like at this moment, it was hard for him to hide his happiness, too.

He sat down and the watched the movie non-stop. Sasuke would like to say it was a quiet session, but what with Naruto and explosions it just wouldn't do. He still left twice for more popcorn, but by the time the movie was over the blond was yet again hungry.

"We should go out, you know. Go eat something"

"You talk as if you haven't just eaten three bowls of popcorn, dobe. And I'm not eating ramen again"

"Argh, c'mon, teme! Popcorn is practically made or air, it doesn't fill anything! Besides, you can eat somewhere else after I do, you don't have to eat ramen as well" he said grinning.

"So I'm just gonna starve while you're making yourself satisfied?" somehow, this phrasing gathered more than one meaning in his head.

"Yeah" the blond replied even brighter.

"No fucking way" he replied, slapping himself mentally. Really, Sasuke? He shut the DVD off and put the disc away.

"Oh, please? I'm really hungry right now!"

"Then I'll cook something for the both of us, but I'm not going out to watch you eating ramen"

Naruto's eyes shone at that "Omg, you're gonna make pasta, aren't you?" he asked leaning in on Sasuke. Even if the raven hadn't thought of doing so and had instead thought of making pancakes or whatever for dinner, those pleading eyes so near to his face would've made him submit to his friend's will anyway.

"Yeah" he said getting up and far from Naruto.

"With sauce" the other continued, rising as well.

"Obviously" he answered disdainfully.

"And beef!" Naruto yelped following him out the door to his room.

"Yep" he confirmed going down the stairs.

"And olives?"

"It could make a good seasoning, yeah"

"And milk?" the blond demanded, having Sasuke stop at the entry to the kitchen and look back at him with a brow raised "Milk? I'm not making Bechamel sauce, you know I hate it"

"Yeah, but still! It would taste incredible with milk" he beamed "and eggs". Now Sasuke turned with a mix of disgust and fun in his face and said "Ok this is not How to Basics channel, okay? My food's not spoiled, I'm not going to use eggs at random, nor am I going to conjure babies out of ovens, is that understood?" as the blond seemed to want to insist he continued "I'm going to cook food edible for the both of us, and this is my kitchen so my rules apply here. Thank you very much"

That settled Sasuke went down to the mission of cooking a simple Bolognese sauce and spaghetti, since Naruto liked it so much. At glancing to his friend he noticed the blond sported a genuine pout after the small lecture he'd received, and he rolled his eyes as he realised that Naruto had actually intended to put all those things into the mix. Naruto's taste was just plainly disgusting. He was attractive, smart and happy, but his taste in food was bloody gross.

As Sasuke searched the cupboards for the things he needed to start cooking his meal the blond started babbling about one day when he'd put milk, butter, banana, bread, chocolate and cookies together into the blender and mixed it up as if it was a milkshake, putting it in a glass and drinking it with chocolate toppings. The raven was torn between wanting to contemplate the merit of whether Naruto's culinary adventures were edible or ignoring it altogether and decided on the latter, as usual. Not out of time, because the next thing he heard was the beginning of Naruto talking yet again about ramen, and that, he thought, was completely out of his interests.

He'd been turning his friend's voice out as he observed the bubbles from the boiling water for a good five minutes now, when the other called him right back to present time: "Hey, Sasuke"

"What?"

"What do you say I cook dessert?"

"No" he frowned, back turned to Naruto.

"Why not?" the other continued.

"I don't want you to burn my kitchen" he replied, a small smile hidden as he checked the time the pasta had been cooking.

"I'm not gonna burn it"

"Itachi doesn't want you to burn our kitchen either"

"Is Itachi coming?" Naruto asked with a bit of dread attached to his voice "I don't want Itachi to come". Sasuke chuckled to himself, because albeit he did suffer under his brother's hands, it was so easy for Itachi to mess with the blond, and the raven liked to watch it. Nevertheless, his brother divided the time he had with them together to equally tease both of them, and it embarrassed him as well as it took alone time with his friend. So it was a bittersweet feeling of not exactly wishing but all the same cheering at the idea his brother might show up. But since Itachi'd taken their father's place at Uchiha Corps he hardly ever got home early, and he didn't get to see his sibling much at all. He felt kind of orphan not only of a father and a mother, but also of a brother. Still, he knew the other cared for him a great deal and he managed to keep it in mind most of days.

"I don't know he might as well show up" he teased.

"Oh my god I told you not to call me when your brother was at home!" the blond said desperately grabbing his own hair and staring at the table top.

"I didn't, you came because you wanted to. Besides, he's not coming" the raven said as he took the cooked pasta out of the water.

"You're sure? You just said he'd come"

"Dobe"

"Aah?" He bellowed indignantly "What's that, teme?"

"You're a dobe 'cause I was so obviously teasing you" he finally turned to Naruto, mocking smile in place.

"That was not obvious!" the blond shouted pointing at him "I wanted to make a very nice dessert I searched for and that's so delicious even you would like, bastard! But you know what? Now I'm not gonna do it" he ended with a humph as he sat down cross legged facing the side.

Now it was these times that made him feel like the day was worth waking up to. These times when Naruto showed he so irrevocably cared about him, when he went as far as looking for a recipe of dessert which wasn't so sweet, so that he might like it. Sasuke esteemed Naruto's persistence both rationally and emotionally: the first made him admire Naruto all the more and the second as well, together with a warm feeling he much cherished.

And he couldn't say he wasn't curious as to what it would be, because indeed, he was. But he also knew how much heterosexual Naruto was, how much he loved Sakura, how she was the only one in his eyes, how he didn't have any other gay friends such as him, and just… Argh. Everything felt exasperatingly against him coming out of the closet, even more if it was for Sasuke to tell his friend he was in love with him. So he kept to his reasonably asshole and insensitive self, showing as little as he could, paranoid anything would be a shining sign of his mad, damned love for his friend.

"Hn. As if you could do it. You're just bragging about nothing, as usual. I doubt you'd do anything but humiliate yourself. And burn the kitchen, of course" he turned away to heat the sauce, putting some sliced olive together as well.

"That's not true. It doesn't even go to the stove"

"Hn"

"And I did it home already, Iruka and Sakura said it was delicious"

"Seriously?" the raven looked away from the pan for a moment just to show Naruto his raised eyebrow then turned back around "you're taking both of your closest people's opinions to convince me it was good?"

"What's the matter, huh?"

"Well, they'd say it was good even if it was horrible"

"Ha, you're one of my closest people too, Sasuke" the raven's heart clenched at that "I just wanted to make them try it first so it was good enough to show you" he grinned childishly.

Sasuke sighed and closed the cupboard he'd just opened to look back at a grinning Naruto "I'm flattered you tested it on them first and they didn't die from it. You can do it after we eat dinner. It's ready anyway" he said with a shy smile of his own. The blond beamed and yayed him back, and he went to pour the pasta and sauce together into a recipient for them to serve. When Naruto wasn't looking the raven faked a couple punches to his face, being both angry and disappointed at letting his own will slip like this. Only one smile from his friend and half a dozen caring phrases and there he was, smiling back like an idiot with 'I love you' written upon his forehead. He really hated himself sometimes.

"Hmmm, this is delicious, Sasuke!"

"You think everything is delicious, dobe"

"I do not! Most of things are just good, but this is amazing!" he said with his mouth filled "and not even think about false modesty, I'm not gonna praise you just because you said you're bad at something"

"I didn't say I was bad, I merely said you have no taste in food whatsoever" he raised a brow at the blond while preparing a fork, the other narrowing his eyes, but not really putting much force behind it though "anyway, what dessert is it you're preparing?"

The blond grinned and shoved another bunch of food into his mouth before replying "I hope you have enough chocolate and eggs here" he grinned. Sasuke's brows vanished behind his brows "Fuck you're not going to do this" he raven answered, regretting.

Before his friend could say anything in return, Sasuke heard something. Of course, he thought, it might have been Sasuke's ear tricking him, but he swore he'd heard a very faint sound of a door closing. From the years of experience of Itachi creeping up on him, he believed it was not his mistake. It was an observation of a mere second, and looking across the table, he saw the other hadn't heard a thing.

"It's none of what you expect, I swear!" Naruto said, starting to put himself another full plate of pasta, being careful to pick some extra olives too.

"You better not or rather you'll have whatever it is shoved in very annoying places".

"Ha" the blond started, completely missing the point "as if you could get near me enough to –"

"Who's going to shove what in very annoying places?"

Naruto froze, a fork halfway to his mouth, while Sasuke had to hold back a smirk with all his might. Itachi never failed to amuse him when it concerned his blond friend. There was a long silence: Itachi waiting for his presence to be acknowledged, and Naruto expecting the silence to mean his brother had never been there in the first place. He, on the other hand, was hiding whatever mirth on the situation and waiting for the normal events to follow.

With a knowing smile directed towards Sasuke, Itachi dropped his keys on the tiny silver tray by the door, the clacking sound making enough of a reminder of his presence to Naruto. The blond jerked around, eyes alert and body language speaking he was ready to flee "Itachi" he saluted gravely.

"Naruto" he smirked innocently while taking a few steps in and taking off his suit. His friend whipped around to him again, a mix of fear and plead in his eyes "you said he wouldn't be here"

"I don't control it" he replied and resumed to eating his dinner.

"You didn't answer my question" Itachi loomed beside the table now, making Naruto look up and scurry away from him.

"Don't get near me!" the blond shout with an accusing finger pointing at his sibling.

"Why would I? It's clear for me that only my little brother has any intent on shoving things into annoying places here" he said, turning his teasing grin towards Sasuke this time. All the while he was loosening the knot on his tie, his suit hanging folded over his arm. The fun was gone from his face in seconds, the raven shooting a warning glance to his brother, whose wicked grin, if possible, only spread wider. "Itachi…" he threatened.

The blond seemed lost at the exchange going on before him, looking from Sasuke to Itachi and trying to grasp whatever meaning there was to the silent conversation taking place in the room. "What are you talking about? Sasuke, what is he talking about?" The raven didn't pay attention though, as he kept staring at his brother's sardonic smile, is bun poking the air as he shook his head from one side to another in a disapproving manner.

See, that's why having Itachi arrive when he was with Naruto was both the funniest thing and the easiest way to put his nerves on edge. Why the fuck had his brother to insinuate such a thing? Sasuke thanked whatever deity there was that Naruto could be so thick-skulled to subtleties such as this one otherwise he would have been even more mortified right now. His bastard of a brother knew he was in love with his friend, knew how much he geared loosing such a friendship, but he still couldn't let the opportunity to keep his mouth shut pass.

Not that Sasuke had told him any of it to begin with. He trusted his brother with a lot of things, but not with the knowledge of his love-interests. However, Itachi found out about his issues all by himself. First thing was his sexual orientation. It went a little like this:

Sasuke and Itachi finish dinner on a rare free Saturday night. Sasuke mentions to get up to his room, to which Itachi narrows his eyes and asks him: "Otouto, are you gay?"

The raven didn't give an answer, but he didn't have to. What with choking on the remnants of his juice and letting the glass fall being enough of a response, it seemed.

That was when he was thirteen. Itachi finding out about his passion for Naruto was a little more refined a situation, and it happened, incredibly, the same day Sasuke found out about it himself: that is, in the blond's birthday.

Sasuke'd been watching the series almost passionately for the last couple of weeks. It felt immature, but it also felt too amazing to pass. The problem is, tachi had obviously noticed his addiction to Saruto Shuppiiden(1), an anime (yes, an anime) featuring a blond taciturn ninja and his friendship with a lively brunet who was also a ninja and had blue eyes.

That day the gang had gathered at Sasuke's house, since they wanted to make a surprise party for Naruto, and Itachi had, eventually, met the blond.

It was also the episode that originated all the traumas Naruto had which were Itachi related.

It hadn't taken place at Sakura's place because she and Naruto didn't date yet, in fact, Naruto had asked her out at the occasion of his birthday, and she'd somehow accepted. It was then Sasuke noticed he was in love with his friend. And only four hours later, when he was mourning his discovery by watching the series in a very dispirited stance and with a very rare bowl of ice cream sitting in his lap, Itachi entered his room and looked from him to the TV, saying 'Oh fuck, you're in love with him', to which he responded: 'fuck you'.

Coming back to the present, Sasuke noticed Naruto had been utterly quiet and shrunk to his spot, his eyes staring at the cold pasta in his plate in wonder, not daring to move to eat it while Itachi was around. His brother on the other hand seemed quite comfortable. Much too comfortable, in fact. He was still rooted to the same place beside the table, but as he'd finished taking his tie off he was now beginning to unbutton his shirt in front of them.

"Why don't you do this upstairs, Itachi?"

"Why, feeling uncomfortable?" he smirked.

"Not at all. I just have some business to talk to you. In private" Sasuke got up and made it to go upstairs with his brother. The older sibling gestured for him to go first muttering something about 'Otoutos first' with an amused smile. Stopping at the bottom of the stairs he turned to look at Naruto who remained as frozen as he was before. "Keep eating, Dobe. I'll be right back"

The blond merely nodded, his eyes still looking into nothing as if lost in reminiscing dark memories.

As if on cue, a shrieking noise started playing, waking Naruto from his reverie and making him jump a mile high, almost dropping his phone with the move. He answered unthinkingly, and when he replied with a cheerful and relieved "Sakura!" Sasuke rolled his eyes and proceeded to his room, Itachi following strangely obedient behind him.

Entering his room and banging his door shut, the younger one turned to face the other, anger clear in his face "What did you have to do that? You know he's become terrified of you" he inquired, arms gesturing frantically all over the place, albeit still in a controlled, Uchiha way.

"It was funny, Sasuke" his brother responded, completely topless by then.

"Yeah, I thought it might have been for you, but in case you haven't noticed, he was relieved when Sakura distracted him from you. Sooner or later he'll stop coming here at all!"

Itachi narrowed his eyes and bit his lower lip, face serious and eyes calculating on what his younger brother had sad "Are you really this naïve, Otouto?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well" his brother dropped his clothes over Sasuke's bed and made himself comfortable on his sibling's desk chair "I mean that it's pretty obvious for me. Naruto's not letting you go, Sasuke. Sooner or later, Sakura'll break up with him and then you'll be the first person he –"

"SASUKEE!"

One of Naruto's loudest screams yet followed by the noise of something crashing made Sasuke storm down the stairs to check on him, but the raven didn't hear his brother going together with him, so he figured that if his friend was dying or something he'd have to deal with it all on his own.

"What happened!?" He bellowed as he jumped the last four degrees to the ground.

"I'm sorry Sasuke I broke the glass I..."

"It's okay..."

"I dropped the plate too and the mess and..."

"No, Naruto, it's fine, we'll clean this, let me take a look at you..." He said kneeling beside the flustered blond.

"And she..." that's when Sasuke finally noticed it. Besides the broken glass and plate, and the mess of food on the kitchen floor, Naruto was curled upon himself holding his phone tightly in his hand. His voice had cracked the last time he spoke, and there were...

Were those tears?

"She broke up with me, Sasuke. She said she wanted more, she said she wanted something else, I don't know!" he sobbed "What the hell could she want, though? We were dating for only one month, I would have done everything to give her what she wanted, she didn't give me a chance, she didn't give me a chance now either she just hang up on my face I don't know I didn't know I could lose it like this I'm so sorry Sasuke…" and he continued ranting, saying a thousand things that didn't make sense and, either way, the raven wasn't so sure he wanted to hear anymore.

Sasuke felt a chill go down his spine. It scared him how accurate his brother were, the words he'd said barely minutes ago resounding almost premonitory to his ears.

So Sakura had broken up with Naruto. And by phone no less. At least she'd called instead of sending a message, but it still it seemed wrong for Sasuke. Having Naruto's wrecked figure in his arms now showed just how much wrong, and it hurt him too to know he could do little to help. Right now (and he knew it from reading and watching enough love stories) all the blond would want would be Sakura. For a few days, it'd be all he'd think about. Friends could help, and he would always be there by Naruto, but he knew his best help would still be like putting a Band-Aid to cure a fracture. And it hurt him, because even though he would never be the one inflicting this much pain to his friend, he also wished, just for a moment, that he was in position to do so.

And that's when it came all crashing down on him. Because he was sorry, so terribly sorry Naruto was feeling this way, but he also couldn't quite hold back the speck of hope blooming inside him at realising that his friend was now single. And that he could, after all, be at the other side of this, he could be the one calling him back right now to say he didn't want to break up, that it was a mistake, that he was forced to say so; he could be the one who would have been holding Naruto tight this entire time and not have broken up at all to begin with.

And even as he felt bile rise at the disgust he felt of himself for being happy while Naruto was miserable, he couldn't stop the tentative hand that rose to rest over his friend's back. The blond flinched for a moment, the remembrance there was a world outside his sorrow making him stop and look up at Sasuke's eyes. The latter squeezed his eyes in an involuntary concerned expression as he looked at bloodshot blue eyes. "It'll be okay. You know that, right?"

It was lame, but it was all he could say for now. His friend sniffed and nodded without much resolve, accepting the raven's hug and standing entrapped in his arms for a long time. Sasuke took a deep breath, forgetting the odds of the situation at hand. For now, he'd just be Naruto's solace, later he'd chastise himself with whatever guilt remained. He heard a dull thud of a door closing upstairs and realised it might have been Itachi closing the door to his own room. At least the bastard knew when to keep to himself.

He ran a hand through Naruto's hair and breathed deeply again. Well that was a hell of a mess for him to clean.

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/Chapter 01: Making off/

Interviewer: When being interview by Persons magazine you admitted to not like sweets. How did it feel to interpret yourself eating ice cream if this is so out of character?

Sasuke: Well, I think this was more of a situation thing, actually. You're right, I don't like sweets, but depressed Sasuke likes it as much as every other person. Besides, I can only guess it's normal for me to have a stock of ice cream for whenever Naruto might show up, him being very fond of sweets and I being in love with him, after all.

Interviewer: I guess that is the same thing with popcorn, then?

Sasuke: Not really (chuckles). Believe me or not, Itachi likes to share popcorn with Kisame when he visits. So he has a stock of his own, and I sometimes take it from there.

Interviewer: Ok, now last question: how did you feel when Itachi provoked Naruto in front of you?

Sasuke: Oh, I was having internal bursts of laughter. Actually I heard Itachi arriving, so I phrased that question that way entirely on purpose, I knew my brother would catch on to that an tease Naruto somehow. I just didn't expect for it to rebound, but it's always a surprise with Itachi.

Interviewer: Ok, thank you, Sasuke!

This is "Chapter 01: Making off" with Sasuke Uchiha, and I see you next chapter!

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A/N: So! How did you guys like it? I'll be honest, I don't have a complete plan for this. I already have chapter two in my head, and a few ideas to the middle of the story, but nothing quite concrete. It's my first long story, and I'm really just HOPING it will work out.

I'll try and update it every week or two for now, since it's the end of the semester and there's so much to do. When I enter vacations it'll be easier to update, though :)

This is really based on a bit of my reality: my college buildings, the course structure, my friends and all. You'll all see a bit more of it next chapter.

Please review!

(1)This is a reference to a fanart made by Yasuli on Deviantart. She probably doesn't know I put it here, but I love her work so much I thought I'd make a tribute to her. I love it so much it's become my background image, lol. If you wanna see it the link's in my profile under the name of "Yasuli's – Roomates" : D

Posted in 30 May 2015