Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto–obviously…

Warning: This story is rated M for the following: foul language, shōnen-ai (boy-love) and yaoi related themes, sexual content and sexual molestation. This may not be apparent within the first several chapters however later on expect to see explicit sexual content and other mature themes. Therefore, if any of this bothers you, please don't read—I promise I won't feel bad. Again, this story will contain SLASH among other mature themes, so you've been warned!

Pairing: SasuNaruSasu

A/N: This is an AU story where Naruto and Sasuke are regular guys that attend high school. Regular enough if you don't count the fact that Sasuke had a tragic past that involves his older brother and the fact that he now lives alone, and that Naruto never had a family and is hated by the town for reasons even he doesn't know.

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Synopsis: When your family is messed up, the fangirls give you a migraine, and your teacher ogles you in a way that makes your stomach heave…there's no way you can handle having sexual feelings for your best friend, especially when he's a guy! You certainly don't need your friend having crazy, sexual feelings of his own. Yup, Sasuke's life just got all the more complicated.


Things Pile On

Chapter 2: Wet dreams, Breakfast cereal and Baby fat.

The next morning, Sasuke opened his eyes drearily; he had been in the midst of a rather nice dream. He blinked; oh well, he couldn't really remember it anyways. The blare of his alarm clock was starting to make his head ache. Reaching for it blindly in the darkness, Sasuke slammed his palm down over the sleep button. Lazily, he let his arm drop back down to the bed.

Something felt weird. Suddenly his eyes widened and he jumped up into a sitting position. Was that wetness he was feeling? What the hell? Since Sasuke had stopped wetting the bed along time ago—that dreadful behavior had stopped at around age seven or so—he knew it could only mean one thing. It must have been the dream.

Then, as if to confirm this, images sprung uncontrollably into his mental view:

He was lying on his back; his fingers gripping sweat-stained sheets. His head lolling back in a state of ecstasy as sweet-fulfilling pleasure flooded his senses. He felt warm hands fondling his chest; the calloused fingers gliding over his skin in small circles before they began to trail down to his abdomen. But that hadn't been the source of the mind-numbing pleasure which had demanded him to do nothing but to simply enjoy it. The source came from lips that kissed and mouthed his shaft, before the mouth belonging to those soft lips engulfed him and continued sucking. "Na-naruto," he heard himself mumble, before another moan escaped his lips; the tongue inside those pleasure-giving lips rolled over and around the tip of his member. Somehow, he had managed to look down and was met with clear, blue eyes, and the flash of a smile before Naruto had went back to hungrily devouring him in a way that dulled his mind to anything but pleasure.

Sasuke felt his face redden; suddenly feeling embarrassed when he realized that those images were from the dream he'd been having just before he'd been awaken by his alarm. Slowly, his hand slipped over his boxers to inspect them; they felt drenched most heavily in the middle directly above the crotch. Sitting up, he could feel wetness running down his inner thighs.

Shit. Sasuke quickly got out of bed, removing his boxers and throwing them in the hamper basket near the walk-in closet. For a moment he could smell the scent of his own semen. Shit. Looking around as if he thought Naruto would come in at any second, he threw open his dresser, grabbed new boxers and rushed into his adjacent bathroom to clean himself up.

Ten minutes later, Sasuke left the bathroom and went to search his dresser for a set of clothes to wear for school. His thoughts were still running havoc in his mind; yet he refused to give them any attention. It's not like I have control over what I dream. Yet, despite this the thoughts wouldn't leave. Suddenly, he got angry, slamming his bottom drawer of his dresser shut with his foot. What the fuck was Naruto doing in my dreams anyway?

"Damn Naruto," Sasuke muttered, unable to contain himself any longer.

"Good morning to you too."

Sasuke spun around at the sound, only to find Naruto standing in his doorway looking drowsy.

"What the fuck are you doing in my doorway, were you spying on me?" Sasuke lashed out before he could stop himself.

"Jeez, what bit you in the ass so early in the morning," Naruto said, he still looked sleepy, "And I thought you were a bastard during the day; guess I didn't know this side of you."

From the way he said those last words, Sasuke thought that he might have been not fully dressed or something. Perhaps he had yet to put on pants and was only standing in front of Naruto in his shirt and boxers. His cheeks reddened before he could stop them as he quickly looked downward. He let out a breath he hadn't realize he'd been holding; thankfully he had already pulled on a pair of khaki shorts before he had slammed his bottom dresser drawer shut.

Trying to regulate his breathing, Sasuke looked up at Naruto. The idiot was still staring at him, the toothbrush that Sasuke had given him last night held in his right hand, the left one scratching the sleep out of his eye.

"Dammit, Naruto, knock much?" Sasuke said, his voice still annoyed.

"Well the door was opened," Naruto said, "How was I supposed to know you didn't want company?"

"Forget it." Sasuke said. He shoved past Naruto as he exited his room. To his surprise Naruto followed him.

"I wasn't spying on you," Naruto said, following Sasuke as he went into the kitchen, "I swear, I had just gotten there; I thought you saw me."

Sasuke had opened the door to the pantry. He still didn't look at Naruto, though he was beginning to feel relieved; Naruto hadn't seen him change into his clothes; Naruto hadn't been there to see him wake up. Naruto didn't know anything about what happened during the night. This last thought had been a mistake, because Sasuke felt his face flush. That dream had seemed so real. Sasuke walked into the pantry to retrieve some cereal from the second-to-bottom shelf.

"Sasuke?" Naruto said, his hand gripped the edge of the open pantry door; Sasuke could almost feel those rough, calloused fingers tracing small circles on his chest, slowly starting to trail down to his abdomen. How he had longed for those hands to go downward, those calloused fingers to wrap around him.

"You okay?" Naruto said. Sasuke snapped back to reality; he could feel his face burning. He inwardly sighed; no wonder why Naruto sounded so concerned, Sasuke's face must have been redder than the box of Lucky Charms he was holding. Damn, Sasuke cursed inwardly; that dream had been far too real. Fucking Naruto, fucking dream.

"I'm fine," Sasuke spat, "Why the hell wouldn't I be?" Fucking, stupid dream. Sasuke pushed his way out of the pantry, smacking Naruto's hand away from the door as he shoved past the now angry blonde.

"Well for starters," Naruto spat, "You look like a fucking tomato."

"Just drop it, alright." Sasuke said, placing the box of cereal on the kitchen counter.

"Jeez, you don't have to fucking bite my head off," Naruto started, "I was just trying to see if you were okay, but see if I ever do that again—"

But then he stopped in mid-sentence because Sasuke was staring directly at him. Sasuke didn't look angry; instead, his dark onyx eyes were staring at him as if trying to look at all of him at once. Naruto stepped back slightly; Sasuke never looked at him like this, in fact, as long as he knew Sasuke he had never been one for making eye contact just a quick glance at him every so often.

"What do you want to eat?" Sasuke said annoyed, as if he had been waiting for Naruto to answer a question.

"Huh?" Naruto was really confused now; not to mention Sasuke staring at him like that had started to make his palms go sweaty. Though, it was too early in the morning for his brain to even begin to register this reaction his friend had evoked.

"Oh, breakfast, right," Naruto's voice scampered out, his mind trying to realign back to reality. "Well, I still have to brush my teeth first."

"Well go do it then," Sasuke replied, still annoyed, "Just tell me what you want so I can start making it."

"Y-you're gonna' make me food?" Naruto managed to get out, his brain wasn't really working as well as he would have liked.

"No, I'm just asking for the hell of it," Sasuke said, "Why else would I ask."

Naruto was beginning to get frustrated. "That's not what I meant, you bastard; since when do you want to make me breakfast anyway?"

"Since we are going to be late for school if we don't hurry up," Sasuke said now going back into the pantry before adding, "What do you want?"

"Um," Naruto started, "Got any ramen?"

"Nope," Sasuke was clearly frustrated now, "What else?"

"Aw man!" Naruto's brain finally snapped alert at the mention of not being able to enjoy ramen for breakfast. "You've got to be kidding me, you don't have ANY ramen??"

"Why is that such a life-altering revelation?" Sasuke's annoyed voice said from within the pantry, "Do I look like the kind of person who would be stock-loaded with ramen?"

"No," Naruto said indignantly, "But not even one packet, Sasuke-teme, even you have to have that?!"

"Get over it; what else do you want?"

"Aw," Naruto grumbled again.

"Pick something within the next five seconds, else you're gonna' have to get it yourself."

"Come on, Sasuke-teme, you must be hiding some ramen in there."

"One, two," Sasuke began to count off.

"None at all, even a left over pack," Naruto tried to get in before,

"Three, four…"

"Okay, okay," Naruto said, putting up his hands in defeat, even though Sasuke couldn't see the gesture. "Fine, I'll have whatever you're having."

"Dammit Naruto," Sasuke came out of the pantry grumbling, "You could have told me that when I was standing here, instead of making me go all the way in there again."

Naruto just shrugged. Then he went over to the breakfast bar and pulled up a stool next to where Sasuke would be sitting. Sasuke meanwhile was retrieving two bowls from the cabinet. "Thought you were gonna' brush your teeth?" he called out to Naruto from over his shoulder.

"Yeah well, I can do that after we eat." Naruto said, placing his toothbrush on the smooth, pearwood surface of the breakfast nook. He prompted his elbows up on the nook, and laid his head in his heads. Yawning sleepily he watched as Sasuke poured cereal into the two bowls, then went and opened the refrigerator to retrieve the milk. The small milk carton read "Whole Milk, grade A."

Naruto smiled then, "Hey that's the kind I normally get." Sasuke nodded.

The container looked like it was half empty; Sasuke would need to go to the store soon. Sasuke poured the milk into the two bowls, finishing the milk in the container in the process. Taking one bowl in one hand, he looped his index finger through the empty milk carton's handle then picked up the other bowl in the same hand. Before he sat down, he disposed of the carton in the trash—leaving the lid swinging in his wake—before he placed a bowl before Naruto.

Naruto looked down into the bowl, hum, Lucky Charms? He often thought Sasuke would eat the boring, healthy stuff, since he could be such a stick in the mud at times. But then again, Sasuke was his best friend after all; Naruto knew that he had to be some fun.

Sasuke was sitting beside him eating his cereal. He hadn't said a word. Naruto started to eat his cereal too. It wasn't ramen, but he liked Lucky Charms, so it was all good. Then a nice scent entered his nostrils. Naruto sniffed; the Lucky Charms smelt sugary. But that wasn't what he had smelted before, so he sniffed again. It was Sasuke. He smelled good, like clean clothes often smelled after a wash. Naruto leaned a little closer to Sasuke, already he could feel the warmth radiating off of his friend.

Naruto's shoulder brushed against Sasuke's. Sasuke looked up. Since when did Naruto get that close? Naruto however just kept on eating as if nothing had happened. Sasuke was about to shove Naruto away, but the warmth coming from Naruto stopped him. He felt comfortable with his friend sitting next to him just minding his own business. He could feel his warmth, and yet he still felt like he had his own space. So silently complying to his friend's nearness, Sasuke kept eating, not drawing any attention to the fact that Naruto's shoulder was touching his.

Finally, he was done eating. Sasuke glanced quickly at his watch; he nearly flipped, it was almost seven o'clock! They had fifteen minutes to be in class or they would be late.

Naruto too had finished eating and was scraping the bowl to get all of the good stuff left on the sides. Then he stood up, "Can I have seconds?" he asked enthusiastically.

"Not if you want to be on time," Sasuke said, grabbing up his bowl and Naruto's too, which earned a "hey!" from Naruto in protest. "You still have to brush your teeth remember," Sasuke continued; stacking Naruto's bowl on top of his own, he held them in one hand and used the other to open the dishwasher.

"Yeah well," Naruto started, "I can do that in two seconds, and we can run to class so that will take ten, see."

"No," Sasuke said, "I don't see; if we do that you'll get indigestion." Sasuke had closed the dishwasher and was already on his way to the bathroom. "Plus, I'd like to see you brush your teeth in—what was it?—two seconds."

"Well, I'm still hungry," Naruto said, pouting his way behind Sasuke, "I can't go all the way until lunch time without eating."

"You just ate, so come on," Sasuke said, he had entered the bathroom and had opened a drawer containing his toothbrush. After removing his toothbrush from its box, he placed some toothpaste on the bristles and started brushing his teeth.

Naruto grabbed the toothpaste after him and applied it to his own toothbrush, which he had grabbed hastily off of the breakfast nook before he went after Sasuke. He was still grumbling. "Well, that may be enough for you, but I need to eat more," Naruto started brushing his teeth, still talking with the toothbrush popping out of his mouth, "Jeez, no wonder why you're such a stick, if that is all you eat in the morning."

"Shut up, Naruto, you could use the weight loss," Sasuke said, and smirked before he spit into the sink.

"I'm not fat," Naruto said through a mouthful of toothpaste, "this is muscle!" He bared a fist, curling his arm and pulling up his sleeve to show his bicep. Naruto's arm contained a little baby fat, yet despite that, his arm still showed the contours of what would eventually be a nice bicep, given a few more years.

Sasuke arched an eyebrow as if to say if you say so.

"Well let's see yours then," Naruto growled, "I doubt it's any better."

"Whatever," Sasuke said and placed his toothbrush back into its box before putting it back in the drawer.

Naruto laughed, quickly going to spit in the sink before he swallowed a mouthful of toothpaste. "Why the hell would you keep the toothbrush in the box after you've opened it?" he said, still laughing, "Damn, Sasuke, if that isn't anal I don't know what is."

"Whatever." Sasuke said, a little bit thankful that Naruto seemed to have changed the topic.

He went to leave the bathroom only to have Naruto grab him back.

"Come on, wuss," Naruto said, "Unless you're too wimpy and you don't want me to see."

So much for changing the topic. Sasuke rolled his eyes. "Naruto, just because you like to act like an idiot doesn't mean I like to."

Naruto wasn't letting Sasuke off that easily. "Rather, just 'cause I'm built doesn't mean you are." He said with a smirk.

Sasuke glared at him. He didn't want to take his shirt off. Damn that idiot, like I'm going to go down to his level. With that Sasuke left the bathroom. This time Naruto just followed, snickering all the way.

"It's okay, Sasuke I understand if you don't really," he continued, "I mean with how little you eat, I totally know you'll look all shrimpy and stuff."

Sasuke stopped abruptly. Why did he always end up giving in to Naruto's childish behavior? However, the thought of letting Naruto call him that and get away with it, just didn't register with Sasuke.

"Shut up, dobe." Sasuke snapped, then, before even he knew what he was doing, he yanked off of his shirt and flexed his arms. Naruto smiled. Sasuke wasn't shrimpy by any means: his body was lean and tight, with contours of small muscle. Yet, he wasn't thick either; rather he had the body type of a swimmer or a runner. There wasn't an inch of body fat on him, just firm skin and muscle. For one relaxed moment, Naruto had a thought of overpowering his friend, dragging him to the ground and running his hands all over his shirtless body. Sasuke seemed to come to his senses when he noticed Naruto's cheeks redden slightly. Quickly, he pulled back on his shirt, his own cheeks starting to fluster.

The sight of Sasuke putting back on his clothes brought Naruto back to his senses.

"Hmpt," Naruto snorted, "Look pretty scrawny to me."

Now it was Sasuke's turn to snort, "Keep telling yourself that fatty." He added with a smirk.

"What? I am NOT fat!" Naruto said angrily, "Simply cause I actually eat doesn't make me fat, see!" And with that Naruto threw off his own shirt.

Sasuke didn't expect such a reaction from himself. The moment Naruto's shirt was off, Sasuke felt his disposition shift to that of a predator that had seen a rather delicious-looking prey. Naruto was facing him, his eyes shifting upward to meet Sasuke's. Without his normally bulky clothes Naruto looked boyish and vulnerable. Sasuke smirked. Naruto was anything but fat: he was both lean and thick at the same time. Some areas of his body were thicker than others where the weaker baby fat was being transformed into solid muscle. His arms, chest, and tummy were the most noticeable; given a few years and he'd be very shapely.

Sasuke took a step towards Naruto. Bringing up a hand, he pinched the skin on Naruto's hip, giving the love handle a squeeze, "Chubby," he said with a slight smile, not a smirk but an actual smile, however miniature it might be.

Naruto gulped. Sasuke was very close to him, grabbing the skin of his shirtless body. For a moment, Naruto felt uneasy, as if he didn't know what Sasuke planned to do next, but he didn't expect it to be good. Then, he became more aware of Sasuke's hand still holding his skin, and he blushed before he could stop himself. "Am not," he said, trying to make his voice come out as indignant, but instead it was more of a whisper. Naruto wanted to kick himself for sounding so weak, yet Sasuke's behavior was making him feel weird things inside, and he couldn't get his bearings.

Just then, BANG! The grandfather clock that stood in Sasuke's living room erupted, breaking the atmosphere with more of its chimes: BANG…BANG…BANG…It kept ringing, until seven full dongs were painfully rung out.

"Shit," Sasuke cursed, "It's seven o'clock and we're late."

"Fuck," Naruto responded, as if even in swearing he had to outdo Sasuke.

Sasuke quickly went to grab his school bag, Naruto throwing back on his shirt.

"Don't forget to take the movie you brought with you," Sasuke said, as he put on his shoes.

Naruto was a bit flustered. Stupid clock, he thought. Then his frustration turned into embarrassment: Sasuke had played with his baby fat. Again, Naruto's cheeks reddened. I must have looked so stupid to him, standing there whispering like an idiot! With that he yanked the remainder of his shirt down. Then he thought back to the look on Sasuke's face. Stupid, gay, Sasuke-teme, he tricked me into taking off my shirt so he could get off by seeing me shirtless…

"You coming or what?" Sasuke sounded more than annoyed. Naruto grumbled, then went over to the shoe rack and grabbed his tennis shoes. Sasuke was already waiting by the door when Naruto finally finished. Looking at the grandfather clock quickly before leaving, Naruto saw it was 7:05; then he ran out the door. Sasuke locked the door quickly, Naruto still moping at his side, before the two of them headed out for school.