new story is new. new story was also a random dream i had between being conscious and sleep the other night. i hope you guys like it.

warnings that will only be posted once: OOC (this is needed for the story to work, i apologize). lots of drinking. angsty goodness. boylove. possible fluff. shit grammar. AU.


"Give me a chance and I'll prove this all wrong."


Sasuke always had a difficult time when it came to love and, no matter how much he told himself that the next person was going to be the one, they never were. They never would be.

They were too talkative or didn't talk enough, weren't able to keep him interested or lacked intellectually. They had little to no skills in bed or didn't get along with his family, weren't as loyal as he thought they were or had shitty taste in everything. They had no ambition or drive to succeed in life, weren't mentally stable or the person of his dreams.

It took his last relationship to realize that he should stop searching and wait for the right person to come along.

She was fun for the first few months, minus the drama she had with the father of her child. The fact that she had a kid should have been an immediate turn off, but he'd been intrigued by her and honestly wanted to see where things would go. When they reached six months, Sasuke was ready to move her into the house he shared with Itachi, his older brother.

Itachi thankfully put a stop to that ludicrous idea. He told Sasuke that it was because he didn't trust the girl, but that wasn't the only reason. Sasuke, of course, had to complain until he turned blue in the face. It did him little good because, not even a week later, she left him over reconciled differences with her baby daddy. Itachi expected a thank you instead of the annoyed look Sasuke gave him.

While they hadn't lasted much longer than half a year, the break-up still hurt Sasuke to a degree that he didn't want to admit. He loved her, at least that's what he told himself. It was the same story each time— Sasuke, usually emotionally retarded, would fall hard for the next person (man or woman, preferably female) to come his way and they would last less than a year before he was back to looking. His life had grown repetitive before he decided to wait for the right one to fall into his lap.


"I don't wanna be a fool in this game for two."


"It's been two months, Sasuke," Itachi said as he walked into the house, dropping his briefcase onto the entrance floor and holding the screen door open for Naruto, who felt the need to take his time. "Go out and do something."

"Or someone!" Naruto shouted as the door slammed behind him. Itachi chuckled, shaking his head.

"If I had someone to do, I wou—"

"That's disgusting. I don't want to hear about your sexcapades. No, thank you." Naruto gagged, making retching sounds for extra effect.

"You're gross." Sasuke told him as he followed Itachi into the kitchen.

"That's the best you've got?" Naruto asked, opening the fridge and helping himself to a bottle of water.

"I'm sure I can do worse," Sasuke said in his 'I mean business' voice. It honestly didn't intimidate Naruto anymore than their lazy cat, Simba, did. In fact, he'd gotten used to it over the twelve years he'd been friends with Itachi— and Sasuke, by default, not by choice.

"Okay, take your best shot." Naruto told him, motioning for him to start.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Itachi asked him from his spot at sink. He had taken to washing a couple shot glasses for later in the evening.

"Why is he even here?" Sasuke turned to look at his brother, his arms crossed over his chest and wearing his normal annoyed expression. Itachi shrugged.

"You look constipated." Naruto said.

"Shut up." Sasuke rolled his eyes. "Fuck."

"Okay, so... wait. Am I shutting up or are we going to fuck?" Naruto questioned, tilting his head to the side in mock confusion. He knew damn well what Sasuke meant.

"You're seriously retarded."

"Ouch. Come up with that one by yourself, did ya?"

"No, I had some help from your mom."

"Really? I was under the impression that she liked men who knew what they wanted."

That was a low blow, but still, Itachi had to mask his laughter by turning the volume on the television up. Sasuke arched at eyebrow at his brother's antics.

"Seriously? You're going there?"

"Going where?"

"Fuck you." Sasuke growled.

"I don't know," Naruto began, walking up to the younger male and wrapping his arms around Sasuke. He then proceeded to bury his face against his neck. "I'm like my mom, 'y'know? I like a man who knows what he wants."

Sasuke barely registered Naruto's words as his warm breath ghosted over his skin. A chill made its way down his spine and his heart skipped a beat, but before he could retaliate, Naruto was releasing him with a satisfied smirk as he made his way over towards Itachi. If he paid attention, he would have caught the brief sadness in his eyes when Naruto looked back at him.

"A few friends are coming over," Itachi finally answered Sasuke, breaking the silence.

"Who?" Sasuke inquired, quickly getting over Naruto's stunt.

"I honestly don't know," Itachi told him. "Naruto, do you have any idea?"

"Kiba and Hinata are going to swing by for a while, but other than them, I have no freaking idea."

"Don't they have a kid?" Sasuke asked. "They're going to bring a kid over here?"

"Yeah," Naruto confirmed both questions. "What's wrong with that? Didn't your last fling have a kid that she kept bringing around? I wouldn't want my baby near you."

"There's a lot wrong with that." Sasuke said. "First, you guys are going to be drinking." He motioned towards the shot glasses that Itachi was holding. "And, second, yes. She did, but that isn't the problem here."

"I think anyone having a child near your grouchy ass is a problem. Also, we are," Naruto nodded between Itachi and himself, "going to be drinking after they leave."

"That's probably the smartest thing you've said all night."

"It might be," Naruto agreed. "However, me telling you that you need to seriously get laid because you're being a bigger asshole than usual might be the smartest thing. I'll let you decide."

"I'm done," Sasuke sighed heavily, throwing his hands up in emphasis and turning to face Itachi. "I'll be in my room if you want me."

Itachi nodded as he placed the shot glasses in the center of the table. A knowing smile pulled at the corner of his lips as Naruto stuck his tongue out at Sasuke's retreating form.


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