Beverage: Ch 1

Disclaimer: If you only knew.. But Kishimoto owns it... For now.

Warnings: Language, usual..

Sasuke was pissed, needless to say. He was being forced to move again, and he couldn't stand it. He'd made one friend, and was now being ripped away from him. And now, he sat on Shikamaru's bed, their knees inches apart and the smell of smoke filling the room. The Uchiha took a sip of the beer in his hand, finishing it off before reaching for another.

"You don't need anymore, Sasuke.." Shika stated, taking the beer from him and setting it back down. "You're almost drunk already, and Kakashi's going to kill me now as it is.."

Sasuke furrowed his brows. Almost drunk his ass. He was shit-faced. And was already planning on staying over to ward off his drunken state so Kakashi wouldn't be so aware of it. "Whatever." He stated, laying over on the bed. His gaurdian should already be fully aware of the attempts he planned on making to run away, just to drink and smoke with Shikamaru. He'd grown attached to the brunette, and it was killing him inside to have to leave. But he wouldn't show it. He'd just be an ass to Kakashi.

Shikamaru looked out of the window, seeing the Uchiha's gaurdian pulling up into his driveway. "Uchiha.. Wake the hell up. Kakashi's here, and he'll kill me if you don't go willingly."

Sasuke opened an eye, forcing himself to sit up. "Shika." He stated, looking over at the other. "I'm gonna miss you." But both of them new that was just the alcohol talking, Sasuke wouldn't ever admit to that. The pale teen leaned forward, pressing a kiss to his best friend's lips before pulling away.

"Try not to die going down the stairs." The other replied, unfazed by the kiss.

"I've got this." The pale teen replied, standing from the bed and walking to the door. He started to stumble, and he turned to Shikamaru. "Bye.." He stated, and as he turned, he continued to wobble, making it obvious he'd kill himself if he kept going.

The brunette sighed, though he got up, helping his friend down the stairs and setting him on the couch. Kakashi would eventually come in, and take him home, and by then, Shika would be locked in his room, underneath the blankets.

The gray-haired man didn't bother with knocking, opening the door. His eyes landed on his kid, passed out of the couch. He looked peaceful, but Kakashi knew the second he woke up, it would be a whole different story. With a sigh, the older male lifted Sasuke up, carrying him bridal style out of the house, pulling the door shut carefully. He carried him out to the car, laying him down in the passengers seat, before lowering the chair back slightly so he was reclined. He closed the door quietly, heading around to the driver's side and climbing in.

He glanced over at the pale teen, shaking his head at his state. "What am I gonna do with you, Sasuke?" He asked to no one in particular, putting the car in drive and making the short trip to his house. All the things were packed, and ready for the trip tomorrow. Everything but their beds, which wouldn't take long.

Kakashi carried the Uchiha upstairs, laying him on his bed and pulling off his shoes. He covered him with a blanket, before turning off the light and heading out of the room. He shut the door, heading into his room where Iruka was already laying down. The older male crawled into his bed, curling up ontop of his brunette lover.

"I don't know what else I can do, 'Ruka. He's gonna keep running away, and he's gonna keep getting himself into trouble." He mumbled into the other's neck, sighing appreciativly when he began rubbing his shoulders.

"Maybe things will get better when he moves in with us.." Iruka offered, his hands massaging Kakashi's neck and shoulders.

"I don't think so." Kakashi replied, rolling off of his lover and pulling the covers over himself. "I'm sorry, I just want to go to sleep." He explained, pulling Iruka close to him. His head hurt, and he wasn't sure how much more of Sasuke's behavior he could deal with. And he was worried about his depression coming back, not wanting to go through another suicide attempt from his kid.

-

Sasuke woke up the next morning, his head throbbing. He didn't even have to wonder why, he knew he'd had to much to drink with Shikamaru.

He sighed. Today was moving day, and he could already hear the people outside loading their boxes into the moving truck. Sasuke growled in anger as his door opened, Kakashi stepping inside.

"Morning, kid. We're about to leave, you need to get up and get the last of your stuff ready." He stated, turning on the light in the room before leaving.

Sasuke sat up in his bed, crawling out and stepping into his shoes. He was pissed at Kakashi for taking them off, he always slept with them on.. The pale teen pulled his sheets off the bed, leaving his blanket out so he could sleep on the ride. He folded them and stuffed them in the box, keeping his pillow also. He kicked the box out of the door of his room, heading into his bathroom. He put the box on the floor and just pushed all the belongings on his counter into the box, opening the drawers and dumping them in too. He opened the cabinent, taking out his small black box and putting that in his pocket. The rest was dropped into the box, and that was also kicked out into the hallway. He went back into his room, grabbing a cigarette from his pack, noting it was the last one and dropped it back in. He wouldn't smoke it, just in case he couldn't get anymore for a while, and stuffed the pack into his pocket.

The Uchiha walked out into the hallway, picking up the box with his bathroom items and kicked the bedding down the stairs and out the front door, where he left both boxes for the mover's. "I'm walking to Shika's real quick." He informed Kakashi, throwing his messenger bag over his shoulder. "I'll be back."

Kakashi sighed, but let him go. If Sasuke said he'd be back, then he'd be back.

The Uchiha walked down the street, not knocking and walking into his friend's house, spotting him on the couch watching t.v. "I'm out of cigarettes." He stated.

"Okay.." Shikamaru sighed, reaching for his keys. He was eighteen, and Sasuke seemed to take advantage of that sometimes, constantly sending him on smoke runs.

He stood from the couch, heading out front with Sasuke, the two of them crawling into his car. Shika shifted into reverse, backing out and practically flooring it down the road towards the gas station that was right down the highway. He turned into the parking lot, waiting for Sasuke to hand him money.

The Uchiha gave him twenty five, asking for all that that would get him, which he knew was only about five packs.

A few minutes later, Shika returned, handing Sasuke what he'd asked for. "Why did you need so much?" He asked, backing out and heading back down the street he'd just come on.

"In case I can't get any where I live. I'll need a reserve supply until I can get back here.." The Uchiha replied, dropping the packs into his messenger bag. Shikamaru pulled into his drive way, and before he could get out of the car, Sasuke grabbed his arm, turning him back around and pressing their lips together.

Shika was used to this by now, having gone even further with the other. Much further than their parents could imagine. He obliged to the kiss, letting his lips work gently across the other's. He pulled away, looking the other direction. "Sasuke. I'm sorry you've got to go, but.." He sighed. "You've got my cell number. Text me." He stated, giving the other a quick kiss before he opened his door, stepping out.

Sasuke bit his lip, pulling open the door. He stepped out, watching his best friend as he headed back into his house. He sighed, turning and heading down the street. A few seconds later, he was crawling into the back seat of Kakashi's car, his pillow and blanket already there.

He lay down, reaching for his headphones on the floor and pulling them on, the loud music instantly filling his ears.

-

"I don't want to move in with him. I fucking hate him, and that stupid kid that lives with him." Sasuke stated, having moved to the front seat when they stopped for food.

"I can't help it Sasuke. I need this job, and bills arn't easy to pay without money." Kakashi replied, turning back onto the highway. They were already nearly an hour from home, and Sasuke was beginning to freak out.

"Bull shit. You just want more sex with that guy." The pale teen replied bitterly, about to pull on his head phones when Kakashi took them from him. "Give it back." He demanded to his psuedo-father.

"I'll throw them out the window, Sasuke, and you know I will." Kakashi stated, slipping them down in the holder on the driver's door. "Watch your language, we've already talked about this."

"Fuck you."

"I don't understand you, Sasuke." The gray-haired man started, and Sasuke knew he was about to get a lecture. "I try harder and harder every day to understand your situation, and I know its hard.. But you work against me, and I don't know what else I can do to help you. I've taken you to therapists, I've done everything in my power to help you be happy, and nothing works." Kakashi sighed, there was no use telling him, he knew he didn't care anyway.

"If you want me to be happy, then you would have let me stay with Shika."

"The only reason you want to move in with him, is so you can drink and get high. And you know that." The older male stated, taking the exit he needed.

"Yeah? What do you know..?" Sasuke replied, pulling his pack of cigarettes from his pocket. He picked up his lighter, and held it to the end of his smoke, inhaling deeply. He rolled down the window, blowing out the lungfull of smoke. He flicked his ashes out, glancing over at Kakashi. "Just let me smoke here, and I won't do it in the new house." He offered, taking another drag.

There wasn't much Kakashi could do, other than light up his own in order to keep himself calm. Screaming at Sasuke always made him worse.. "If you promise to give Iruka and the new place a chance, I'll let you come back home every other weekend to visit."

"Deal." The pale teen replied, if he'd be allowed to go home to Shika, he'd do anything. He sighed, inhaling the smoke again and letting it out. "Does this include the kid, too?"

"Yeah. Its a package deal, Sasuke."

Sasuke smirked, snorting in a slight bit of amusement. "I'm not sharing a room with him, if that's what you're thinking."

"Nah, but you're right across the hall from him." Kakashi informed him, dropping his cigarette out of the window. "He's not so bad, I promise. And he doesn't ever bring friends over either. He's a bit of a loner."

"Do we have to share a bathroom?" Sasuke asked, throwing out his cigarette once he felt the heat on his finger tips.

"Sadly, but its a big one."

"Damn."

"Watch it."

"Sorry."

"Just relax, me and 'Ruka agreed to let you guys drink with us tonight, since neither of you are thrilled about having more house mates."

Sasuke made a mental note to thank his gaurdian later. "Let's have a party then."

"That's what we're doing. A house warming party. Just the four of us. And our drinks."

The pale teen had to stop for a second and wonder if he was dreaming, since Kakashi was letting him drink, and that never happened.. He let out a small laugh. "You're fucked up in the head, you know that?"

"Just like you.."

They both laughed softly, each of them reaching for another cigarette, and their lighters.

"You've gotta quit smoking, Sasuke."

"You do too."