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Naruto was standing there nude in a blackened room, with it's only light shining on him, only for a single pair of eyes to see. "Sai c'mon, hurry up. My feet are starting to hurt and I need to take a leek". Naruto whined in an exaggerated breath.

The artist whose brush stroked its way into forming the body of the 6 foot, well built sun god before him sighed. "Dickless, if you keep fidgeting and speaking this will take even longer than necessary".

There was a guwoff from the blond. "As you can clearly see I am not 'dickless'".

"Yes, it must be cold in here". Sai said emotionlessly, though the comment was an obvious dig at the blonds manhood.

"HEY! Well if that's how it is I'll be taking my 9 inches else where". The blond said with his head held high. As he was ready to take his leave...

"DON'T YOU DARE MOVE"! Sai near screamed. Taking a breath " if I don't finish this, I won't be able to sleep, I won't be satisfied. I don't think I'll be able to go another week with out sleep, so just stand there, I'll get you ramen afterwards".

Naruto had a small some what sad smile, his friends stability had taken a toll since the death, sleep did not come easy to the raven, Naruto could see the signs of distress, the mans paler than usual skin, his thinning less glossy hair, the bones starting to peak through the already thin 23 year old and of course the bags under the ghost of a humans eyes, signifying a lack of sleep. At least this show of emotion was an improvement, the need, the vulnerability . "Heh... Yeah, just a little while longer, 'k". Naruto said with a twinge of a smile, even though he had been on his feet tending to patents the whole day, he'll survive a little while longer for his suffering friend.

It was a long day in the presidents seat at Uchiha corps. A day filled with fawning, gushing and blushing towards one certain man. The man gained pleasure in watching these various faces turn in to faces of fear and sadness as he gave them their marching orders, how was he to expect them to do there job when they were too busy getting hot and flustered over him? The man, the president of the fire nations, konoha villages Uchiha corps. Uchiha Sasuke.

The man who was right now looking forward to being home, home to his comfortable couch, home to his various luxuries no ornament with a price tag below four digits in sight, home to his kitchen that held those glorious red fruit-vegetables, home to where his bathroom held a very spacious,cosy white bath which he'd like a certain other man to accompany him in, home to his gorgeous boyfriend.

Sasuke sighed, the 4 out 5 on the checklist didn't mean shit as there was no gorgeous boy friend in sight, the one he was looking most foward to return home to. " stupid dobe, you were suppose to be here to give me a back rub, among other things..." Sasuke said to himself in the emptiness of his pent house apartment.

Even the tomatoes were running low meaning Naruto hadn't been home since he'd finished work as he was suppose to do the grocery shopping. 'sigh'.

"Guess I'll go run the bath". Waiting for the tub to fill Sasuke had himself a couple of tomatoes before jumping in.

"Where are you dobe?" 'Probably with Sai again. All his stupid unnecessary grievance taking up MY dobes time,when he should be here with ME. it's been FOUR MONTHS he should be over it already.'
'Just chuck the guy in a looney bin and be done with, so the dobe can get back here and look after my need'. Sasuke smirked. 'ohh how the dobe was good at looking after his 'needs''.

Thinking such thoughts caused a reaction in sasukes lower region, sasuke moved his hand down to accommodate, stroking himself to fullness thinking of cerulean blue eyes looking up at him. "ahhh...hnnn.. Ah". The hand not stroking moved to the wall behind him as to hold himself up and keep his head from sinking in his moments of pure bliss, the 24 year old business tycoon was fully stretched out with an arching back, a heaving lifted chest, a head tilted back, a face of complete bliss eyes closed imagining,mouth agape panting, moaning, a bent arm pressed hard against the wall behind and under the water a rapidly moving hand.

'Those eye...god.. Those eyes. I love them so much -when they we're happy, angry, delighted, excited, when they were sad'. Suddenly just the stroking hand wasn't enough he needed more, thinking of those eyes.

He pushed him self back up against the back of the tub, removing the hand from behind him, he spread his legs, lifting them to the sills of the bath tub as he brings his afore mentioned hand down to his entrance, the bath water serving as lubricant he shoves one digit in then another finding a certain spot once found, he's jamming himself as well as jacking himself. "Ha...ha..ahhhh". Thinking of those expressive blue eyes, the eyes of his dobe that only he should see. ohh how he wants to lock him up so he'll never leave especially not to see Sai.. "Urrgh" how he hated sai for taking the blonds attention. Sasuke mind moves to that day the funeral Narutos eyes as he grieved for his friend were so beautiful so tear riddenly beautiful, his hands move faster under the way naruto clutched sasukes hand like he needed him, HIM no'one else just him, just sasuke, just Naruto and sasuke. Sai can go fuck him self jump in the grave with that old bastard. Naruto was his and he was narutos.
"Ah...Ahhhh...aahhhhhhh". And he came.

- (flash back - funeral)

The day was over cast, sun tucked away behind clouds. "And here we lay..." The site was filled in an ocean of black suits elegant black dresses with treads of silk, Saturn and lace this event was only for those of aristocratic blood.A boy with a dull emotionless look in his eyes stood next to the head of the grave. Today they bury his father. 'No, no my adoptive father' the man thought, but none the less the only father he's ever known.

Next to him stood his ' best friend' if you could call them that in Sai's own words he would say they are comrades, ally's who work together who fight together to take down a task or common foe. They understood how the other worked, each other's ins and outs, strengths and weaknesses. To say they were best friends seemed childish and inappropriate, there's not much they could stand about each other, they shared no common interests. How ever they worked. Comrades. Sai had even painted naruto a picture to express his feeling toward his and the blonds relationship, the picture framed and hung on the east side wall of the uzumaki-uchiha bedroom, much to sasukes distaste.

To have his comrade next to him shedding more tears than he himself granted some solice, enough to get him through this rather depressing event. At least until he got home and was able to paint. this sea of faceless people dressed in black outshone by the sunshine standing next to him, yes he could conjure up a beautiful art piece from this.

Sai was not close with his adoptive father, there was no father son relation ship, Sai was adopted for the purpose of good publicity for a man running for government. Home life was neglective a father with no time for him. A father who had no intention of acting as such. However sai was given his necessity's: shelter, food, top of the line art equipment. Definitely beats an orphanage filled with troubled souls, bully's and shit for food.

As it turns out his adoptive father grew fond of the boy before his untimely death as the will left him with 70% of assets including the house and about 300,000,000 ryo in the bank which means he never had to work again, with time to pursue his passion for art. The guy didn't have it all bad. He would miss the man that oversaw him grow from a child to a man. A silent tear slipped down his face.

Rest in peace

Danzo Shimura

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First chapter end.

This my first attempt at writing anything, like at all ( other than the story's for English class). This was kind of a spur of the moment thing, though I've been think about writing for a while sort of a holiday project. Haha.

'Ne ways criticizem and ideas for improvement to writing would be much appreciated. Cheers :).