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Note: This is a YAOI fic, so if you don't like it, why are you reading this? This is my first time writing this pairing, so let me know if it sucks and I will not pursue this pairing. Thank you.

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Emotionless?

"Hn, really? Would you mind if I took another look at it?" I don't know exactly why, but the fact that he drew me is... exciting.

"Sure, Sasuke-kun. I apologize if it's not correct, I had my eyes closed while drawing it." Ugh, even his voice is intoxicating. What's wrong with me? Wait... he drew this with his eyes closed? Damn. He's good. He got everything right. Everything.

"You... you did that without looking?" Great, now he's going to think I'm stupid or something. Way to go, Sasuke! (heavy sarcasm, yes, but when has someone not said that?) Instead of an immediate snide remark, I was met instead with laughter. Laughter. By the kid that has practically no emotions. What the hell is going on?

"I do believe I said that, yes. Is it to your liking then? I'm glad. Usually these tests don't end well." His smile... huh. So that's what he's hiding behind that mask of his.

"Yes, I like it... and something else."

Sai's POV

"What else do you like? There's nothing else in the picture... and neither Dickless or Sakura-chan is over here, so you can't be talking about one of them. Or are you? I won't tell. I'm quite good at keeping secrets, Sasuke-kun." What could he be talking about? And... why is he looking at me like that? The look in his eyes is a new emotion to me. I don't think I've seen it before. I wish he'd turn away, though! Him looking at me is... strange. I feel weird being held under this close scrutiny. I was so lost in my thoughts that I almost- almost- missed what he whispered in answer.

"You." He leaned down further, making sure our foreheads were touching. I wanted to groan in frustration, but I held my tongue. His lips were so close. Was he torturing me on purpose? I didn't have time to ask him. Our lips met as he knelt down, and dear Kami... So much better than what I expected.

Sasuke pulled back, and I automatically sighed in defeat. No doubt that was a one-time thing. He doesn't really like me. He's got people of both sex after him, anyway. Dickless has been fawning over him for quite some time, and Sakura-chan says she has loved him since she can remember. I have no place in the competition. I will accept my loss. I gather my supplies and make my way to the gate to the training grounds, for once eager to get to my empty apartment.

"Wait." My wrist was caught by Sasuke's hand. I guarantee that if it had been anyone else that they would have lost their hand. Damn ANBU instincts and reflexes.

"What," I turn slowly, hesitant to look into the Uchiha's eyes, "do you want, Sasuke-kun?"

"Aren't you the one that was waiting until I was done training to talk to me?" How the hell did he know I wanted to talk to him?

"Actually, yes... I was curious. Before you went to train you started to say something after protesting against liking Dickless. What was it that you were going to say, Sasuke-kun?" I wonder if he remem- is he blushing? Damn... he's making things hard for me. (what thing, Sai-kun? hmm?)

"Oh... I was just going to say something."

"Obviously. May I ask what that something was?" I swear, if Sasuke keeps blushing- even if it isn't much- I won't be able to help it. I want his lips against mine again.

"I was going to say that I could never like Naruto because the person I like... is right in front of me."

"Sasuke-kun? What are you saying? The only one here is-" me!

"You. Sai, I like you." There's no way. Sasuke-kun can't like me. Perhaps as a friend... That must be it. He thinks of me as a friend.

"I like you, too Sasuke-kun. You are a very valuable friend."

"You know, you're a bit stupid sometimes, aren't you? Sai, I don't think of you as a friend. I like you. Can't you tell?" As he said that, I was already sifting through my memories, finding time and time again when Sasuke wasn't as harsh to me as the others in Team 7.

"Sasuke-kun... I must apologize. I do not like you. I... I love you, Sasuke-kun. I didn't realize it until earlier, but since then you are- mphf" Sasuke, how did you know I wanted this? How?

"Shut up, Sai." His words were mumbled against my mouth and his breath fanned over my face.

"With pleasure, dear Sasuke-chan." My smirk was hidden in his lips. Hesitantly, I brushed my tongue along his lip, taking the utmost pleasure in the gasp it brought from him as I slid my tongue into his mouth. I traced his teeth, memorized the getle curve or the inside of his mouth, then met his tongue with mine. His taste is definitely unique. Not sweet, but not bitter, either. It was an aphrodisiac, to say the least, as I realized that my pants were no longer comfortable.

"Mm, Sasuke-chan. I hope you do realize that we cannot do this here." Oh, his laugh... I want to hear it more often.

"Yes, i know full well that we can't do this here. How far is your house from here, Sai?" Damn, why'd he have to move away?

"Not too far. Why?" I knit my brows in what I hoped was a confused expression. I have not had much time to practice this one; I'm not often confused.

"Would you mind if I stayed over tonight?"

"That's fine, Sasuke-kun. Here, it's just this way." I took his hand gently and led him through the streets to my apartment. As soon as I unlocked the door, he turned me around and pressed our mouths together again. My arms wound themselves around his waist, pulling him closer. His hands snaked up my back, resting on my neck and on the back of my head.

We made our way to the small excuse of a living room and collapsed on the couch, still pressed against each other. I was laying on top of him, and my thoughts immediately went south. I want him moaning my name. That was the only though in my head, repeating itself like a spell. My hands left his sides, traveling lower. One lifted his shirt and ghosted up his chest, while the other made quick work of the fastenings on his pants and played with his manhood through his boxers (they had boxers, right? I mean, not everyone would want to go commando... though I'm sure Sai wouldn't have minded)

"Ah! S-Sai...!" Perfect. Now, let's see if I can get that to happen more. I leaned down to force our lips together again, and let our tongues meet. I let my mouth travel to his jaw, trailing kisses along it before dropping to his troat. I sucked on the tender flesh at the base of his neck by his collar bone, eliciting a gasp from him. Sasuke pulled my head back up to capture my lips, and I willingly let him.

Oh, this is going to be fun. That is the exact thing our lust-filled looks conveyed to one another. We planned on not letting them down.

-okay, second chapter, done! Please, review, or be contented with long periods between updates. I personally hate inconsistency, so I would not take pleasure in making you wait. and, I'm no sadist. Until then,

-Akari's Blood