22 August 2006

A word from Starry: I don't know why I got the urge to right this. I just wanted to... The whole fic is probably pointless and weird, I don't know. I don't even know if I'll continue with it or not. I just needed to get this out in words. I'm thinking of doing the next chapter (if I do decide to continue for fun) on another couple. The characters might seem OOC but it's fanfiction, so leave me alone.

I warn you that this has suggestive things, I think? I don't know, but I'm just warning you.

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.

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Counseling - Sasuke x Naruto

"So, Mister Uchiha, what happened last night?" The white beard man asked a dark haired younger male who was sitting in a La-Z-Boy across from him. The older man sat with a notebook on his lap and a pen in his hand, ready to write down what the boy was going to say.

Sasuke stared at the man before looking down to the small coffee table that was between them. The small teacup had a chipped side and it was bothering him. Why was it chipped? They should just throw it away! He always told Naruto to throw away anything that was ripped or broken because it had no good use anymore. Naruto… right, that's why he was here! Because of that blonde that never shuts up!

"Mister Uchiha, are you there?" asked the man, sliding his glasses back up on his nose before lowering his hand to the notebook. "Do you wish for some tea?"

"No," Sasuke glared at the teacup before looking up at the man. "Mr. Minatare, are you sure this helps?" The Uchiha waved his hands in the air to indicate that he was talking about their little session. "I mean, is it really needed to improve relationships?" He wasn't so sure he needed this. He could just improve his relationship with Naruto on their own, right? Then why was here?

(Flashback)

"Sasuke-kun! I've got the perfect thing to help you and Naruto get closer." Sakura grinned at Sasuke before grabbing his arm and pulling him towards the center of town.

Sasuke glared at the pink haired shinobi, trying to make his feet sprout spikes and get stuck on the ground. But alas, no luck and he was still being dragged.

A few minutes later they stood in front of a brown building that had a sign that read, "Couples Counseling! Hooray!" hanging off its hinges.

The dark haired boy just stared at the building before turning to Sakura with a confused expression. "Why do we need this? We aren't having problems." Was the girl up to something? Sasuke studied her and was about to add something but Sakura interrupted.

"Every couple needs counseling. Now, go in and make an appointment!" Sakura grabbed his arm and pulled him through the doors not giving Sasuke a chance to walk by himself.

(End Flashback)

Now, a month and four sessions later Uchiha Sasuke sat in the man's office once more waiting for his mouth to open and tell what had happened the night before. It was always hard in the beginning, but afterwards, Sasuke couldn't shut up and he'd just talk and talk feeling a weight being lifted off his chest.

"Well?" Mr. Minatare asked, rubbing his chin gently. "If you wish to make this easier we could tell your partner, Naruto, to come here with you."

"No!" Sasuke jumped off his seat, his hands extended towards the older man. "He doesn't even know I come here. No one does, only Sakura." He slowly sat back down and sunk down into the chair. "I don't want them to know I need help…" he muttered, glaring at the teacup.

"Of course, we don't want that." The man wrote down something on his notebook before looking up at Sasuke once more. "Now, tell me, what happened last night." His voice was emotionless and it sometimes annoyed Sasuke, but what could he do?

"We were going to bed," A small tint of red could be seen on Sasuke's cheeks as he talked. "And Naruto says he wants to be wild this time. I tell him it's fine with me, as long as he doesn't bite my ear off or something." Sasuke was now red but it didn't stop him. "Afterwards, we were falling asleep and he just pulls the covers off and growls at me when I was going to take it back!" At this, Sasuke was sitting up straight and staring at the man.

"I mean, who does that! Who growls at their partner because they're cold? That really irritated me and it hurt my feelings. BUT he'll never know that, because he can't know that he hurt my feelings." Sasuke shook his head. "But still, he hurt me and I didn't like that. I mean, he could have given me even a corner or something! I didn't want the whole thing!" Sasuke slumped his shoulders and shook his head before looking down at his hands.

Mr. Minatare just looked at Sasuke for a few minutes before glancing down at his notebook and beginning to write the notes down. When he was done, he looked back at Sasuke and waited for the boy to look at him and continue talking.

"Who does that? Who growls?"

"Naruto"

"NARUTO GROWLS!" Sasuke looked up at Mr. Minatare and had an angry expression on his face. "Would he want me to growl at him? I don't think he'd like that!"

"Perhaps he would," suggested the man, fixing his glasses once more. "Perhaps, Naruto wants you to speak his language after such intimacy. Of course, the only way to hint you that is to growl at you when you try to take the blanket away."

Sasuke looked at him as though he was crazy for a few minutes before it turned into a relieved expression. "I think you may be right. I mean, he always tells me about me not understanding him and all that stuff, but I never knew he meant like that! He didn't tell me he had his own language." Sasuke glanced down at the teacup and found that it wasn't that bad looking with a chipped side.

"Well, perhaps he's afraid that you might find it disgusting." Minatare nodded, writing down notes without looking at the paper. "Show him that you find it interesting, and that you want to learn it."

Sasuke nodded. "You're right, I'll do that." That old geezer was help after all. Though, Naruto having his own language sounded stupid, but he loved Naruto and that was why the blonde was saying that. Because Sasuke didn't understand him!

"Alright, then, Mister Uchiha, I'll see you next week at the same time?" The man stood up, offering his hand to Sasuke.

The Uchiha boy took the mans hand and shook it with a firm hand shake. "Yes, I'll be back to tell you what happened."

"Good, I'll be waiting."

Sasuke nodded before waving to Mr. Minatare and walking out of his office, a ghost of a smile on his face.

(Next Day)

"So, Mister Uzumaki, what happened last night?" The white beard man asked a blonde haired younger male who was sitting in a La-Z-Boy across from him. The older man sat with a notebook on his lap and a pen in his hand, ready to write down what the boy was going to say.

Naruto stared down at the coffee table that stood between them before looking up at the man and raising an eyebrow. "You're perverted if you think I'm going to tell you all of it." Naruto crossed his arms over his chest and merely glared at the man.

"Of course," the older man said. "I don't mean to pry; I just want to know if you had any problems. Remember, I'm here to help."

"Shouldn't you throw that away?" Naruto pointed at the chipped teacup before adding, "Sasuke always says that broken or ripped things lose their value and use."

"Does he now? Do you know why?"

The blonde boy shrugged before scratching the back of his head. "No, I don't. He's not very… open about a few things." Naruto shrugged again, covering his mouth when he began to yawn.

Why was he here anyway? Thought Naruto, as he looked back at Mr. Minatare who was writing down in the notebook. Naruto sat up on the chair and leaned to the front a bit, wanting to know what he was writing. The old man always did that and he never told him what wrote down. He'd have to ask Sakura why she'd recommended this guy for him. Sasuke and him were fine, they didn't need this counselor person.

"Would you prefer if Sasuke came with you to these sessions to open up?" The man pushed his glasses up on his nose before lowering his hand.

"NO! Are you crazy? He doesn't even know I come here. If he found out, he'd call me crazy and say there was nothing wrong with us!" Naruto had both of his legs on the chair now, but he didn't seem to care.

"And do you have problems?" Mr. Minatare gave him a pointed look.

"Not really… but last night was weird!" Naruto nodded, sitting cross-legged on the chair. "He was growling at me. I don't know what he was doing, but it freaked me out." Naruto scratched his head once more, trying to see if he could finally figure out why Sasuke had been growling.

"Perhaps Sasuke wants you to growl at him before intimacy." The man sat back on his chair, his gaze focused on Naruto. "Perhaps he wants you to speak his language and be able to communicate and get closer."

Naruto's blue eyes widened as he heard the man speak. "Sasuke knows another language?" Wow! He didn't know that. "I didn't even know that a language like growling existed. Sugoi!"

"Yes, and he wants you to speak it with him."

"You know a lot!" Naruto jumped off his chair and walked over to the man. Maybe he would be able to peek at his notebook and see what he was writing.

Mr. Minatare got up and set the notebook face down on the chair and extended his hand out to Naruto. "Will you be returning next week, then?" he asked, stopping the boy before he could get any closer to his notebook.

Naruto nodded, disappointed that he hadn't seen anything. "Sure, and I hope the news is good next week." Naruto shook the man's hand before turning around and walking out with a wave.

xoxoxoxoxo

Starry: Told you it was weird... but I enjoyed writing it. Yeah, this was my first time EVER writing anything yaoi, and I hope it didn't suck! Thank you for reading!