I feel like I updated pretty fast this time. Even though I know I didn't. Sorry. u.u

Takeshi is named after someone I know. Cause, otherwise, I don't really like that name so much.

DISCLAIMER: Naruto/all other animes mentioned in this fanfiction do not belong to me.

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"It'th ok, Naruto. We'll get through thith together."(1)

Sasuke turned away and tried not to listen, as Naruto was held by the freak that no sane person would ever let in their house, if it weren't for someone you love who was almost just as weird. Only a heck of a lot more attractive.

He rolled his eyes as he heard another sniffle. The two nerds were standing in the middle of the living room, one hugging the other and patting him on the back.

"It's just so shocking, you know?"

"Yea... But I'm here for you. I wath devathtated too. The whole group wath. That'th why we called thith meeting," the boy finished, as he continued to stroke the blondes back.

"Yea, uh... which reminds me... Where IS everyone else?" Naruto said, feeling only slightly uncomfortable. He was used to his friend doing things like this. People from his anime club always were kind of strange, so it took more than this to freak him out.

"Oh, they'll be here later... Don't you worry about that. We can just hang out by ourthelveth untill they get here."

Sasuke's eye twitched as his hand clenched tighter around the edge of his magazine, his fingernails about to dig a hole in it. Of all the people in Naruto's nerd club, Takeshi had to be the Uchiha's least favorite. He wasn't sure if it was because of the annoying way he talked, or the way spit flew in your face when he did, or maybe... the way he was running his hand up and down his roommates back? Or perhaps the way he was throwing looks at Sasuke as if he had just beat him at a game of (2)Magic The Gathering, from behind the blonde's back.

"ACK!" Sasuke dropped his People magazine as he heard a loud squeel, looking up to find Takeshi being pushed away by a freaked out looking Naruto.

"Did you just BITE me?!"

Sasuke's jaw slacked a little when he moved his gaze up to Naruto's hand that was holding his neck. His eyes grew uncharacteristically wide as it hit him what had just happened.

"What is wrong with you?!"

They both stared at him now, waiting for some kind of explanation. He put his hands up defensively and took a step back, hitting the edge of the brown coffee table in the middle of their living room and almost stumbling backwards.

"Oh, thorry about that Naruto. You know I can't exthactly control when my (3)furry perthona emerges." Naruto frowned and raised an eyebrow. It may have taken a lot to freak him out, but being bit on the neck by a guy happened to be under the list of things that could. Sighing exaustedly, he flopped down on the couch and leaned back.

"Well... just don't do it again. It creeps me out."

"Ok, ok, thorry."

At this point, Sasuke was about to get up and kill someone. What kind of idiot accepts THAT as an excuse for someone BITING them? Furry Persona? What the hell? As if this guy wasn't weird enough.

"Hey, are you reading People?" Sasuke looked up, coming face to face with the object of his annoyance.

"That'th tho gay. Theriouthly. Naruto, did you know Thathuke ith over here reading People? And..." he looked down at the table.

"Ith that an Uth Weekly?"

The blonde eyed his strange friend as he began laughing like a maniac at Sasuke. Sure, it was kind of weird that Sasuke read celebrity gossip magazines. But Naruto couldn't exactly say he appreciated Takeshi laughing at him for it. That was his job, damnit.

'Oh, HELL no.'

This was where Sasuke drew the line. He would sit through an hour of watching Pokemon, or use up a whole thing of gell trying to get Naruto's hair to look like a supersaiyan. Hell, he would even try his best to shape Naruto's pancakes into the likeness of Inuyasha or pull the car over whenever the blonde saw a palm tree, because it 'reminded him of Envy'. He would put up with a lot. But when he was being talked down to by a guy in a Sailor Moon t-shirt, you couldn't expect him to just sit their and take it.

"Get out."

"What?"

"Out. Now."

Sure, Sasuke would whether do this forcefully. In fact, of all the things he wanted to do before he died, beating the crap out of this guy was deffinitely somewhere very near the top. Not first of course, because those spaces were already filled up with Naruto related things.

But Sasuke feared he wouldn't be able to stop. And he didn't want to end up killing him.

...Well he did, but he'd whether not go to jail.

"You can't tell me what to do. This ith Naruto'th apartment too," he finished by turning away with a smug look of victory on his face, crossing his arms over his chest then chuckling a little. But just as he opened his mouth to add something else, he felt a tug on his Sailor Moon shirt.

"Sasuke! Stop it! If you act like a jerk, they're never gonna want to have meetings at my place again!"

"Good."

Sasuke held tighter to the back of the boys collar as he began walking towards the door, slowly starting to drag him along.

"Hey! Get off of me, you a-!"

Sasuke didn't waste any time as he quickly opened the door, tossed him out, then closed it again, not paying any mind to how he slammed into the door across the hall. Acting as if he didn't just violently throw Naruto's friend out of their home, he strolled over to the couch and plopped nonchalantly down by his blonde roommate. He let out a sigh and rested his head back, letting his eyes fall closed as he did.

Yes, he had noticed the pissed look he was being given by his friend. He had simply thought it best to ignore it, as he did most other things Naruto would do.

...But that's also why he sat at the other end up the couch. Not that he'd exactly be cuddled up with him anyway.

And just as he began to wonder why Naruto hadn't gone off on him yet, a pillow smacked right into his pretty, Uchiha head. Messing up his pretty, Uchiha hair. Which was not ok.

"What the-!"

"Bastard."

Sasuke rolled his eyes, deciding to let it go, considering he might have deserved it to some extent.

Naruto threw the square pillow at Sasukes chest and went back to resting against the couch, propping his legs up into Sasuke's lap. Once again, Naruto and boundaries. They just don't mix.

"Reira's gonna be pissed... And Sai, him too."

"Who gives a damn. You know, I doubt they were coming anyway. And Sai only joined so he could... Hn, nevermind."

Naruto stared confusedly at him, before blinking and shrugging his shoulders. That was the good thing about Naruto. He was so dumb he never noticed things you didn't want him to. Course, that was also a downside in some ways. Like how he had no clue Sai OR Takeshi liked him.

Sasuke, himself, didn't really understand why so many people did. Naruto wasn't THAT hot. He certainly hadn't fallen for him because of his looks. In fact, when they first met, he thought he was pretty goofy looking. His hair was obnoxiously bright, just like the clothes he wore. And he always seemed to have his eyes closed, or just be smiling a gigantic, almost creepily happy grin. And his eyes...

No, Sasuke always liked his eyes. The color. Being an Uchiha, he was always around people with dark eyes. So such bright ones always just seemed nice to him. But other than that, it was really only the blondes personality that attracted Sasuke to him. His annoying, obnoxious, idiotic personality...

Why, he had no idea.

Not that he found Naruto unattractive. Because trust me, he didn't. Naruto was always cute in SOME way. And he had gotten much more attractive over the years. But still, there were hotter guys out there for them to be obsessed with. So why couldn't they pick one of THEM?

"Hm."

Sasuke turned his head to look at Naruto, silently telling him to continue whatever he was about to say.

"Maybe you're right. They would have been here by now. I wonder why Taka would have said they were coming though..."

"Gee, who knows." Naruto shrugged. Sasuke was amazed how the sarcasm in that could just pass right over his head.

"I hope Ino's ok... You know how she is. L and Light were one of her favorite pairings."

He shuttered at that. Ino. Official club yaoi fangirl. She scared him. And not only because of her obsessive compulsive behavior, but because of the way she seemed to have no doubt in her mind that Sasuke was hopelessly, head over heels in love with Naruto. ...As she put it.

And for this reason, she made him extremely nervous whenever she was around. She was always the first one to notice(and sometimes point out) when Sasuke would glance at Naruto, or one little drop of sweat that would drip down his face when Naruto invaded his personal bubble. Any little thing was "proof" to her. Making her, yet another one of Naruto's friends Sasuke couldn't stand.

The blonde glanced over at his friend, who seemed to be thinking about something. Or maybe just not listening. Again. He shifted his position a little, scooting up and bending his legs so they rested against Sasuke's torso.

"You do know there's a coffee table right there. And what do you know, it's the perfect height for you to rest you're feet on."

"But you always tell me not to put my feet on the furniture. And don't you remember?! It's 'from Pottery Farm, and very expensive!'" he said overdramatically, quoting what the Uchiha had said to him when they got the table last week.

"...Ok, first of all it's Pottery Barn."

Naruto started laughing, cutting Sasuke off before he could get to his second of all.

"Hahahahaa... Sasuke, you weirdo." He slapped his back playfully, having somehow gotten turned around during his laughing fit.

"Coming from the guy who was crying to me about an anime character a few days ago..."

"Ok, ok, fine. I guess we're both freaks. Happy?"

"Ecstatic."

"Good," he replied, having no idea what that meant.

"Soo..." Sasuke arched an eyebrow and turned his head toward Naruto, recognizing that as the "if I ask cute and nonchalantly enough, will you do some ridiculous favor for me?" voice.

"Speaking of freaks. Do you have any plans this weekend?"

"Not really..."

"Oh."

"...Why?"

"Well... I kind of have a small favor to ask. I mean, not really even a favor! You'll probably have LOADS of FUN!"

"Naruto, just tell me what the hell you're talking about."

"Ok, fine, b-" Naruto bit his tongue, remembering that he was asking Sasuke a favor. And when you're trying to kiss someone's ass, it's probably not the best idea to call them a bastard.

"Ok. ...Also, did I mention you look really hot today?"

"Naruto, what the hell?!"

'Ookay, maybe not the best way to try to suck up to him...'

"Oh, uhh, yea" he laughed awkwardly, finally deciding to get to the point.

"...Well there's this anime convention."

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1)Yea, I know, he talks really annoyingly. Sorry.

2)I think I just thought of this cause of those items on Gaia. Plus, that was the nerdiest game I could think of. u.u;

3)Thanks, Chelsea, for telling me what that is. (See, I told you I'd mention you this chapter. Isn't that nice?)

Next chapter... Will Sasuke go to the convention?! Who knows.