A/N: Ok, so it has been a while since I updated. Sorry! But here's the second chapter of I Can't Believe You're Gay!

Warning: Fluff between guys…Don't like, don't read.

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto…Or any part of the story other than the plot and the vacation house.

Chapter 2: At the Vacation House

I was just about to ask something, but changed my mind. All around me was silence. Dead silence. They were all staring up at the house before us, and seemed awed. I didn't really know why. It seemed normal enough to me. Maybe a bit small, but hey, I was flexible. Ok, maybe I wasn't, but I knew how to deal w/ small spaces. Maybe it was too small for their tastes? After all, it did only have three rooms.

After a while, when we were inside the house, the silence was getting kind of annoying. It even had Naruto quiet. And, as we all know, the loud blonde is rarely ever quiet. When, finally, a rustling wind broke the silence, I was beyond glad. But, of course, I didn't show it. Uchiha's never showed any emotion, no matter what. I just kept glaring as I was about to make my way up to the room the dobe and I were supposed to be sharing. The silence chose to be broken right then.

"WOW!!" That was Naruto screaming. Internally, I winced. My ears hadn't really used themselves for a while, so it sounded magnified. I turned to glare at him questioningly. "This place is so big!" He continued. No it isn't. It's kind of small, actually. It surprised me that he thought that. I turned to glare at the others, expecting them to agree with me. I was surprised yet again. Sakura had a look of awe in her eyes, but she seemed ready to scream something, just like Naruto. Kakashi had put down his book, from the front of his face. He looked around questioningly.

"Yes, it is! I've never seen a house this big, since Sasuke-kun's! I wonder how big my room is? It's probably giant!" She ran off past me towards what she assumed to be her room. A loud resounding "WHOA!!" was heard throughout the house. It annoyed me. This was a small house!

I turned back around to see Kakashi exiting the house. He was just grinning, with his Icha Icha Paradise book back in front of his face. Apparently he thought the house was big too. So that just left me and the dobe. And Sakura, of course, but she was on the second floor. It was a three story tall house. I seemingly glared at the dobe for a while, before turning around and heading up to the third floor. Naruto's and my room was there, and we had the floor all to ourselves. I had to try hard to stop a blush from coloring my face. He was just too damn sexy! And why did he have to always tempt me with his body? It sometimes felt like it was on purpose. And that wasn't fair.

I let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding when I saw the room accommodations. There were two beds, both queen sized. At least we didn't have to share a bed. I wouldn't have gotten any sleep for three months, without going insane first.

I looked around the room and saw that it was big enough to hold a party in without all the people feeling crowded. There were two windows, both on the opposite side of the room. There also seemed to be two closets, and from further inspection, I found that they were both large walk-in closets. The walls were pretty bare, and made of wood, expect for the exceptions of a few paintings of ocean scenery. Some depicted fish swimming, while others just showed vivid sunsets with a few natural wildlife. As I made my way to the bed away from the window, I noticed that there were a lot of wall lights. They were all covered in red blown glass with random seeming designs, swirls, waves, and crossed lines. There was something very fluid about them. The ceiling also had a few lights, but they were orbs poking out of the wood. They were covered with plain arc shaped glass, trapping them within the ceiling. There was also a dark line through the ceiling, but I couldn't figure out what it was at first.

On both of the corners of my bed against the wall, there were two small tables, each with lamps. The design on the lamps were, again, fluid, like it was in motion. It was a red and black color, with bits of white here and there. At the foot of the bed, there was a couch without a back. It had a red satin cushion on it, with a few pillows to top it. The legs were made of gold. The bed itself had the same design as the lamps, wall and ceiling lights, and the cushion at the foot of the bed. The comforter was a deep red color that somehow seemed bright. The pillows were the same. The layout of it all seemed very fluid.

After a while, I decided that I liked it. It was all quiet and serene somehow.

At least, that's what it was like until Naruto entered the room.

When he entered the room, all the quiet and serene feelings disappeared, to be replaced by happiness and sunshine. I had originally planned to glare at him, but one look at his face told me that it was not possible at the moment.

Naruto seemed genuinely happy, and was smiling a broad, wide smile. He had his normal orange jumpsuit on, with his normal sandals. Nothing seemed to be out of place, and I grinned. "Wow, Sasuke! Isn't this room awesome? It's so big!! And so is the house! I've never seen anything this big! I wonder how big the bathrooms are?" He then turned to look at me, and immediately frowned. "Why do you get that bed? Well, I don't really care, they are both really big! And that one's by the window! Cool! I want that one!" He continued babbling like that, and stopped listening after a while. I laid down on my bed, and took out a book, to just read, while staring intently at the blonde across the room. He never did shut up, even when he saw me reading a book.

"Sasuke? Hey Sasuke?" I opened my eyes and the first thing I saw was cerulean eyes locked on mine, with childlike innocence. I blinked and then moved, causing the younger boy to move farther away from me. The air right beside me was suddenly a few degrees cooler. Again. Ignoring my protesting body, I pushed myself up to face him.

"What, Naruto?"

"Well…You know how to cook right?"

"Hn."

"Well…I'm hungry."

"So?"

"Can you make me something to eat?"

"I thought you knew how to make ramen?"

"Well…I do…But I forgot to bring any with me…"

"And what am I supposed to do about that?"

"Please Sasuke?" He used his puppy dog face, complete with the pout and water eyes.

I stared at him for a while, before giving in. "Fine."

"Yay!" He jumped on top of me and hugged me, knocking all of my breath out. Letting go, he walked over to the door and motioned for me to follow. Once he was out of sight, I groaned and placed my usual glare back where it belonged. On my face.

When I got down to the kitchen, I immediately started gathering the materials for macaroni and cheese. I didn't really care if Naruto wanted ramen at the moment, I wanted macaroni and cheese, and that's what I was going to have. After about fifteen minutes, the food was steaming hot, and I was ready to eat. I set out two bowls full of macaroni and cheese, and grabbed a spoon from one of the drawers. Setting myself down to eat, I looked up at Naruto. He was starting down at the food in disgust, and wonder.

"What's that?" He asked in a small voice.

"Macaroni and cheese."

"…What's macaroni and cheese?"

"You've never had macaroni and cheese before?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"Because I don't know how to make it."

"Well try it."

"But it looks disgusting."

"Fine, then, starve."

I started eating, and felt bad for being a bastard to my dobe. Yes. My dobe. Even if he wasn't at the moment, he would be soon. But I had to be a bastard to him. It was my job, and I had to keep it up. After a moment of undecided quiet, he finally sat down and picked up his spoon. Unsure, he fiddled with the spoon before finally picking up some of the macaroni and cheese and putting it in his mouth. And then, his eyes popped open in surprise. He chewed quicker, and swallowed his food. "Sasuke! This is delicious!" Smiling happily, he continued eating the macaroni and cheese, while I started at him, mystified.

He had just complimented my cooking, and for some reason, that made me happy. Very happy. I think I actually started grinning around that time, because when he looked up, he was staring curiously.

"You're actually grinning, Sasuke?"

I wiped the grin off my face immediately. "Hn." I got up, and took our empty bowls to the sink, washed them, and put them back in the cabinets. I could feel Naruto's eyes on me the whole time, but I didn't want to face them. Naruto may have been dense. But in some things, he was extremely insightful. And I didn't want him to find out that I was in like -not love, because I could never feel love towards him- with him. Not yet, at least.

I started to make my way back towards the master bedroom, with him on my heels. For some reason that I didn't know of yet, I was always extremely aware of him. More than I needed to be, and I had still never figured out why that was. He yawned behind me. I noticed that, and I didn't know why I cared. Sure, he was sexy and I wanted to screw him, but I didn't feel anything after that for him. Did I?

"Sasuke…I'm sleepy…"He yawned again.

"Hn." I kept walking towards our bedroom, when I felt his soft blonde hair on my back. I froze up. What is he doing? Does he want to get screwed into the wall right now? I waited for a while, but nothing happened, so I turned around to figure out what the dobe was thinking of doing. All I saw was his head against my back, with his eyes closed. He's asleep? Damn dobe! I picked him up by his body, and pretty much dragged him to the room, but he didn't wake up. Closing the door behind me, I laid him down on his bed. When he fell down on the bed, I was about to walk away towards my bed, but found his hand clamped on mine, instead.

Startled, I gazed back at him, and saw he was still asleep. And he looked really adorable. His soft blonde locks were hiding part of his face, and he had his eyes squeezed shut. His mouth was pulled up in his signature pout, and his whisker-like marks just added to his cuteness. He looked really peaceful and happy, like a five year old. And he had a firm grip on my wrist. I just stood there and watched him sleep, his chest rising up and down with each breathing motion, every tiny movement of his body.

Soon after, I started getting sleepy too, just by watching the boy sleep. I carefully pried his grip from my hand, and brushed some of his locks away from his forehead. Once I was back in my bed, I turned to stare at him once again, and grinned sheepishly. The last image I had in my head was of his peaceful face, actually calm and serene, while still happy and full of sunshine.

TBC

A/N: So what did you think? Please review! I need them to put up the next chapter!