You Hold My Heart In Your Paws

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. Never had, don't, and probably never will. And that makes me very sad.

It was their 2-Year Anniversary, and Sasuke Uchiha still could not get over that fact. Two years of sweet, cheesy, passionate love, and all with the one that Sasuke knew he was going to spend the rest of his life with. Yes, this was only the beginning. 2 years of countless more to come, and Sasuke's grin only got bigger thinking of it. He clutched the steering wheel of his sleek black Porsche (a gift from his parents before they moved back to Japan) with his left hand and his gift to his loved one in his right. He knew that his boyfriend would like it very much; he had a thing for orange anyway. Sasuke knew that getting the gift 3 months prior to their anniversary was a little…much, but hey, love makes you do things you don't see yourself doing ever, much less often.

In the neatly wrapped medium-sized gift box was a stitched orange baby fox. Tiny, bead-sized blue gems for eyes, and 3 adorable whisker-like marks stitched on each cheek, fanning from its nose. What made it stand out, and what made it special though, was what it was holding in its paws. On a scarlet heart that was right about the same size as the fox's body, were sewn incredibly neatly, the words 'You hold my heart in your paws. Sasuke had to pay quite a bit for the fox, as it was purely hand sewn, but it was just a small sacrifice to make in order to see the bright grin and sparking ocean-blue eyes of his own little fox.

Naruto Uzumaki, the epitome of perfect in Sasuke's eyes. Golden hair that reflected the sun's rays whenever he turned his head, perfect ocean, cerulean, sapphire, God, there was no definite shade to his ever-changing blue eyes, 3 thin, adorable whisker-like marks on each cheek that resembled the ones on the fox, a tiny little button nose, plump, pink and oh-so-kissable lips that just begged to be taken when put in his signature pout, and flawless caramel skin that stretched over a rather feminine and short build.

Naruto Uzumaki was…perfect, beautiful, stunning, amazing, gorgeous. Sasuke could have come up with more adjectives to describe his boyfriend, and hopefully future-spouse, but he had to focus on the road, dang it. His excitement to spend their special day with Naruto getting the best of him, Sasuke stepped on the pedal and zoomed off to meet his boyfriend, the one who held his fragile heart in the palm of his hand.

Locking the doors to his car and running as fast as he could up the stairs to his boyfriend's apartment at the 5th level, Sasuke realized that he was a half hour early than when they were supposed to meet. But, who could blame him for wanting to see his love earlier than supposed to, right?

Straightening his coat and tie, smoothing down is hair and wiping off the occasional bead of perspiration off of his face, Sasuke stood up straight, with his gift in a firm grip in his left hand, and knocked on the door. He immediately pulled back his hand, as though the door was burning hot, and began to shift his weight from foot to foot. To anyone who knew the Uchiha, it would seem completely out of character to see him act so nervously. Yes, it was completely unnerving and admittedly, a little bit hilarious to watch the Uchiha get so flustered over a simple date with his boyfriend of two years. However, Sasuke's got his own reasons for acting the way he is now.

This relationship that started when he was 20, and Naruto, 19, was and is his first ever one, and Sasuke knows that it is serious, and he feels like as though that he has finally found his significant other. Also, being the organized and perfect little person that he was, he could not handle ever disappointing his first ever boyfriend. He wanted to make this relationship last, he wanted it to work so badly because he loved Naruto. So much so that he is willing to give up just about anything and sacrifice just about anything to see Naruto smile and laugh and just be free. He planned everything that he did with Naruto such that it would all work to his favor, such that it would work to make Naruto be jubilant. He could never handle seeing Naruto getting upset or ever fall into depression because of whatever anyone did. He could never ever handle seeing Naruto become disappointed in something that Sasuke had done, and that was why he went all the way in terms of keeping Naruto happy. He wanted Naruto happy, and he showed Naruto in more ways than he could count, how much he loved him, as many times and in many different ways he could come up with.

He, of course, planned out their 2-year anniversary celebration quite perfectly, and it was all meant to be a surprise. He couldn't wait to see the ecstatic grin on his adorable fox's face, and all because of him. Bouncing on his toes again, Sasuke decided to knock on the door a second time, whilst checking his watch. 5.36pm. Sasuke's nose scrunched up in thought. Naruto would usually answer the door almost immediately, unless he was taking a shower or sleeping.

A malicious grin formed on Sasuke's face at the thought of seeing his rather sexy boyfriend under the hot water of the shower, tantalizing skin glistening with water. He hoped that Naruto was actually in the shower, because little Sasuke, the one at the top, knew how to prioritize things and obviously doing kinky things in the shower under the running water came first before anything else he planned for the evening. Besides, little Sasuke #2, the one…down there, twitched a little at the thought of ramming itself into—

Sasuke shook his head and glared down at his zipper, scolding little Sasuke #2 for making little Sasuke #1 go onto the more 'indecent' part of his relationship. Standing up straight and thinking about his high school Chemistry teacher, old lady Ms. Jenkins, wearing a bikini immediately solved the problem of Naruto branding him a pervert once he takes notice of the rather prominent bulge in the other's' pants.

Gripping the brass door knob in his hand, Sasuke slowly but quietly turned it, satisfied that the door was unlocked. Slowly sliding the door open just a crack, Sasuke caught sight of the instant Ramen cups littering the floors, the messy living room, dining room, kitchen…basically the whole entire house. Noting that his boyfriend was nowhere to be found, Sasuke picked up even more of his courage and opened the door just enough for him to fit through. He had to bend his head down a little because fitting through a door that was just about the same height as you was rather difficult. Once he was inside the house, Sasuke made sure to close the door just as quietly and stepped on the clear patches of grey carpet that he could find, basically those spots that were not taken up by ramen cups, snack bar wrappers, soda cans, etc. The dobe needs to clean, it's a pigsty in here! Sasuke crept about the house, and to anyone else it would have been laughable. Watching a 6'4' 22 year old 'spying' about the house of his 21 year old boyfriend in a suit was rather ridiculous.

Creeping closer and closer towards the bedroom, Sasuke could hear slight moans and pants that little Sasuke #2 immediately recognized. The dobe wants to surprise me, huh? Little Sasuke #2 jumped in joy, and its owner's body immediately sped up in its pace to get to the bedroom. Trying his very best to remain calm and composed, Sasuke stood in front of his dobe's bedroom and relished in the sounds that were coming from the other side of the door, and they took Sasuke back to exactly a year ago, when he had his first time with his first boyfriend of their first year.

FLASHBACK

"Nn-nghh.. Ha-ah-haa, harder Sa-sasuke, oh God, deeper… please," Naruto moaned into his boyfriend of one year's neck, and met him halfway in his thrusts. He clutched harder onto the hair of Sasuke's head and arched his back in a perfect C when Sasuke went deeper than before, striking his prostate dead-on. Letting his mouth open in a silent scream of pleasure, Naruto dove into the ecstasy of it all, and his hips immediately went into frenzy.

Seeing those lips open up as a silent invitation, Sasuke dove in and captured those lips in one fluid motion, while at the same time grasping hold on his boyfriend's manhood and pumping it in time to his own thrusts. Relishing in the feel of their tongues battling against one another, teeth clashing and noses bumping, the identical coils in their stomachs were getting tighter and tighter and when completion demanded completion, their lips broke apart and both males gasped out the other's name, seed squirting everywhere, one on their chests, and the other in his boyfriend's ass.

Both panting heavily from the amazing orgasm that they had ever experienced, it took a while for them to calm down and come back down to earth from their high. Wiping away stray locks of blond hair away from the tempting forehead, Sasuke planted a light kiss, and slowly made his way down to those pink lips that he loved so much. Keeping it only light and chaste, Sasuke pulled away, and was amused to find Naruto's lips following his.

Naruto felt rather than hear the chuckle vibrate through his love's chest, and opened up his eyes only to realize exactly why Sasuke was laughing. Feeling his face burn an unhealthy shade of red, Naruto immediately glared at his lover and pouted, but the glare was rather pointless seeing as how he still had his boyfriend's dick up his ass. Blushing, not from embarrassment, Naruto pursed his lips together and wiggled his hips a little, hoping that Sasuke got the idea.

Sasuke, seeing as how adorably uncomfortable his boyfriend was getting after getting his virginity taken away, decided to save him from more embarrassment and pulled out, wincing slightly at the sudden cold air that made contact with his penis. Grabbing some tissues, Sasuke handed some to Naruto and instructed for them to clean up, before getting rid of them and snuggling with each other. As soon as Sasuke's body made contact with the bed, Naruto immediately cocooned himself into Sasuke's side, burying his face into his neck and breathing in the after-sex scent of his boyfriend.

Taking note of exactly how beautiful his boyfriend looked at that moment, eyes closed and lips formed into a serene and peaceful smile, Sasuke turned on his side and wrapped an arm around Naruto's slender waist, hugging him rather possessively. This was the boy he loved, the boy he loves, and the boy he will love for the rest of his life. This was the boy that he was positive—

"I love you Sasuke," a barely audible whisper.

Yes, he was positive that this was the boy that he would live the rest of his life with, and how Sasuke was ecstatic.

"I love you too, Naru."

Slowly sinking back into reality, Sasuke smiled and got ready to unlock the door—

"I love you so f-fu-fucking much N-Neji, oh God… Haa-haa, harder, please… I'm beg-begging you…"

Sasuke's body immediately stilled. He stood there, frozen in absolute shock and horror. God, hold on a minute, he had to have heard wrongly right? Naruto, his lovely, beautiful, significant other, did not just utter the name of his rival, in basically everything, in the heat of passion, right? That's right, Sasuke must have been mistaken. It must have been the adrenaline and excitement that were coursing through his veins at a hundred miles an hour, that's why he wasn't hearing things right, right?

Right.

Picking up more courage than he ever dared, Sasuke took in one deep breath, and pushed open the door… Only to a sight he had never wanted to see. Ever.

There, on the very same bed that both Sasuke and Naruto made love on just three days ago, and exactly one year ago, was his boyfriend…and his rival, Neji Hyuuga. The son of the side branch of the Hyuuga family, he was a recognized prodigy, and also Sasuke's competitor in everything, and by everything, I do mean everything, looks, fame, fortune, and even girls. They were equally matched, and it pissed Sasuke off more often than not, to have to compete with someone when he didn't even plan to.

The Uchihas and the Hyuugas were the main business typhoons in the world, and both of their roots are traced back to Japan. They were constantly competing in terms of business and in terms of getting and bagging the same client. If one saw one party, they could bet their whole entire life that the other would be there as well. Sasuke's father, Fugaku Uchiha, was always on the edge and constantly stressed and overworked once he came back home from Uchiha Inc., and everyone in the Uchiha family knew that it was because of a certain Hizashi Hyuuga, the main head of the family, that was causing their own family head to return home in such a state. Little Sasuke, age 8, had prayed that one day their family would stop having to constantly fight with another one, over insignificant things such as fame and fortune (in little Sasuke's eyes), but it seemed that fate had hated him, and still does, when he realized that he was to be put in the same school, grade, and class as one Neji Hyuuga back in high school, a similar prodigy to himself. Straight A student, vice-president of the Student Council (with Sasuke being the president of course, and boy did he love to rub it in the other's face), and constantly having one girl, and the occasional guy, tailing him from behind.

How Sasuke loathed Neji, and the only other person that knew of his hatred towards the long-haired, lavender-eyed male, was his boyfriend, Naruto. He was there every single time Sasuke had to rant about Neji, over anything and basically everything that he was angry about had a link or two to the pale-eyed teen.

And now, looking at the scene before him, Sasuke knew that there were many more rants to come about, just that Naruto wouldn't be there to rant to.

There, on the same bed that they used to have their casual romps on, was Naruto, slender legs wrapped around a pale waist, caramel arms wrapped around wide, strong shoulders that were curtained by shampoo-commercial-worthy brown hair, and whose mouth, that same mouth that Sasuke dreamed off kissing for the rest of his life, was currently occupied with the mouth of another male.

Who wasn't Sasuke.

"OH GOD, RIGHT THERE," a shout of pure, unadulterated bliss reached Sasuke's ears, one that he knew was never directed at him, ever. Never once in their lovemaking sessions had Naruto seemed as relaxed, sated, excited, as he did on his own bed with Neji right then.

Never once.

And those two words were what broke Sasuke. Never once had he made Naruto feel as good as his own rival had. Never once had Sasuke made Naruto look so at peace, look so sated, look and feel so loved as he did right there. Never once had he made Naruto fully reach the greatest peaks of pleasure, as he thought he had.

Only Neji did. Only his rival did.

"NEJI!", a shout, one that sounded so full of passion broke Sasuke off of his frozen state, but he continued to stare blankly ahead of him, at the two glistening, perspiring bodies of his boyfriend, and soon to be ex-boyfriend, as well as his rival. The look that Naruto gave Neji after they both reached their climaxes was one that Sasuke never saw being directed at him, ever. It was one of pure love, pure innocent love, one that would probably last a lifetime.

"I love you Neji, so damn much." Those 7 words barely made it into the recesses of Sasuke's mind, but it absorbed it all the same.

Neji, his rival, had officially beat him in the one thing that Sasuke never wanted to be beat at. Neji had successfully stolen the heart of the boy that he practically ripped off of his chest and gave his heart to. Neji had successfully managed to bring down the Uchiha, in terms of wanting to ever feel loved back, in terms of wanting to experience his own little fairytale, no matter how small. Neji had officially taken Naruto, his beautiful angel, away from him. And…

It hurt.

It hurt so damn much.

As the two bodies shuffled and shoved about to make them comfortable, Naruto, noticing the time, immediately shot back up.

"Neji! You have to get out of here! Sas—" his words died on his lips as he turned towards the doorway, where he was instructing for Neji to get out from.

There stood, in all his mighty Uchiha glory, Sasuke, with the most pained, hurt, devastated and pathetic face that any Uchiha had ever shown. His right hand was clutching the brass doorknob in a painful grip, his knuckles were turning white. His left hand, the one holding onto the gift, the gift meant for his boyfriend of two years, two long, loving years, was shaking. His mouth was hanging open, just a fraction, and oh God, his eyes… Those were the worst. They were blank, void of all emotion, just like before he met Naruto, and all Naruto could do was gasp and push Neji off of his bed, wrap the covers around himself and rush to his boyfriend's side.

Naruto could already feel the start of his tears ripping at the sensitive tissues of his eyes, and he furiously tried his best to keep them in check and under control, but to no avail. The tears just kept coming, and they never wanted to stop. Gripping the ends of the covers around him even tighter, Naruto reached out a hand to hold Sasuke, to at least try to explain, explain and pray that Sasuke wouldn't leave him because of this, pray that Sasuke would give him a second chance.

"Sasuke! Oh God, Sasuke!" Naruto gasped as he finally managed to grasp onto Sasuke's muscular forearm.

That light contact of skin on skin broke Sasuke off of his reverie, and he turned his blank stare to Naruto's teary blue one, those eyes that Sasuke loved. Upon registering how his supposedly loyal boyfriend was dressed, wrapped only in bed covers that were still stained white from semen, that was obviously not his, Sasuke's face changed. It now clearly showed, in every nook and cranny, the pure disgust, hurt, betrayal, devastation and outright pain that Sasuke was experiencing right then.

"No, no, please, Sasuke, no, please, just listen to me! Just let me explain wh—" Naruto started panicking, voice going a hundred miles an hour, but was cut off by Sasuke.

"Explain what, Naruto?" Naruto immediately stilled. No, Sasuke never raised his voice, and he still didn't. It was the soft, calm and collected way that he spoke that completely unnerved Naruto. This was how Sasuke was like before, when they first met. This was the cold Sasuke, the one that would lock himself away from the world and brood in one corner, because he felt so insignificant that he didn't mix around with others. This was the old Sasuke that often cut himself due to high family expectations and school work. This was the old Sasuke, the one that fell into depression.

Naruto hated the old Sasuke.

"What do you have to explain?" Sasuke broke their gaze, and looked back up onto the bed, where Neji was laying on the other side, rubbing his head where he probably hit the floor, all the while with a satisfied smirk on his face. All of it was meant for Sasuke.

He knew he broke Sasuke.

He knew he won.

And he was happy.

Sasuke couldn't blame Neji for that, he had no right to. Instead, he calmly looked at the ground where his boy—, no, ex-boyfriend's feet were, and spoke in a voice as dead and as cold as ice.

"Explain how you were so totally caught up in the passion of having Neji's dick shoved right up your ass?" As Sasuke said those words, his mouth contorted into one of pure disgust.

"No, please, Sasuke, no, love—" Naruto started to say, but Sasuke, who was giving him the coldest, most iciest and fury-filled glare that he had ever seen being directed at him, cut him off.

"Don't you dare call me that when I now know that I'm not alone," Sasuke said through gritted teeth. He could feel his tears coming on, but he would not break down here. Not here, never here.

Naruto immediately recoiled, like he was slapped in the face, and the tears immediately started to fall. Like a running tap that refused to stop, Naruto started sobbing, his body shaking and convulsing with his sharp intakes of breaths and choked sobs. "Sasuke…" Naruto started, and reached out a shaky, small hand in hopes of getting to at least wipe away the tears that he himself had caused.

Gripping the gift in his hand even more tightly, creating dents in the cardboard, Sasuke took a deep breath to calm himself down. He never got angry often; he was a patient guy. But everyone knew that those who rarely showed their anger were the ones who exploded once they've reached their limit, and Sasuke was close. He couldn't afford to get all grenade-like right now, not in front of Neji, and giving him the satisfaction, of what exactly Sasuke himself didn't know. Taking a few deep breaths, and closing his eyes to the heartbreaking sight of his boyfriend and his bed, Sasuke managed to collect himself.

"How long…?" Sasuke whispered out, the lump in his throat preventing him from raising his voice any higher or louder. He knew he shouldn't have asked, because, being a prodigy and living up to his name, Sasuke knew that this was not a one-time thing, but he prayed to God that he was wrong. He loved Naruto, and he knew that he might be able to close one eye to this event if it were to be their first time, because that was exactly how far and how much he loved Naruto.

The question obviously caught Naruto by surprise, as he instantly retracted his hand and clutched it together with his other one, the one holding onto the pieces of cloth covering his lithe body. He knew Sasuke knew the answer. He knew that Sasuke wanted to hear something other than the obvious truth. He knew that Sasuke wanted him to lie, so that maybe their relationship could still be saved.

But bitter truths are always better than the sweetest lies, as the saying goes.

"…6 months," the barely audible whisper left Naruto's lips, and his head immediately snapped to the side, a stinging pain in his right cheek. Using both hands to cover his injured cheek, where no doubt a bright red print would be forming, Naruto forgot about the way he was dressed, and the bed covers that were keeping him clothed immediately dropped to the floor, exposing him for the whole entire world to see.

Naruto's own semen that had forgotten to be wiped off littered his body, all dried up. The faint trickle of Neji's own sperm from Naruto's behind was fairly obvious, and Sasuke could see as bright as day that Naruto's body was tainted. It was no longer his, it was Neji's. He wasn't the one who sucked random, bright red hickeys randomly all over his slender form. It wasn't him who left bite marks around Naruto's nipples.

It wasn't him.

It was Neji.

Sasuke stared down at his left hand, relishing in the sting of it, and looked back up at Naruto, who was currently frantically trying his best to cover himself up while attending to his injured cheek. Naruto was doing his best to keep his choked sobs down to a minimum, but he was failing miserably. His bright blue eyes were just ocean slits, tears constantly staining his whiskered cheeks.

"Please… Sasuke, please, don't—"

"I loved you Naruto, I thought that you were the one, only to realize that today, you'd kick me aside and willingly spread your legs wide for another male with similar status."

"You're nothing but a disgusting whore."

And Sasuke left the building, calmly leaving the apartment of his boy–, no, ex-boyfriend, shaking so much with suppressed fury and shock and hurt.

Upon hearing those words from his, officially, ex-boyfriend, Naruto grabbed at his heart and sank down to his knees, his cries getting louder and louder with each dignified step that Sasuke took away from Naruto, away from his love, away from the bed that they always had passionate sex in. Hearing those words, those heart breaking words from his own boyfriend, Naruto couldn't take it.

What Sasuke said was true.

And it hurt.

It hurt so much, and Naruto's heart clenched so painfully that he couldn't even begin to hear his own sobs. The faint walking away of Sasuke, and the ringing of his ears were the only things that registered themselves in Naruto's head. Clenching his eyes shut, Naruto braced himself for the echoing sound of the door slamming, knowing exactly what it would mean.

When Sasuke reached the front door, he grabbed it and pulled it open, and made sure to slam it extra hard. As soon as he did that, a pained scream resounded from Naruto's apartment, no doubt its owner's, and Sasuke knew what he had officially done.

That resounding bang of the door against its frame signified the end of Sasuke's little fairy tale.

They were over.

Author's Note: Hey guys! This is my first ever fanfic, and I am really new here on , so please go easy on me! If you've enjoyed it, kindly hit the review button down below, and tell me what you've enjoyed! And if you didn't, please let me know how I can improve my writing skills via the reviews as well! I'd really appreciate it, and by letting me know what I've done badly, then I can write better ones for you guys! Thank you so much for reading!

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