A/N: As promised, here is chapter two. Let us throw a party now! -dances- I think my updating time is pretty good, no? (I mean, when I wrote this, I was STILL waiting for the two-day 'wait for document manager' thing to be over. And let me tell you, when you've typed up a fic, and you can't post it as soon as it's finished, it nearly kills you. Seriously.) Anyways, I shall bid you adieu. Enjoy the chapter.

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Letters of a Motivational Speaker

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That's why it'll never work- You had me suicidal, suicidal

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(V)(I)(C)(E) (V)(E)(R)(S)(A)

The Hypothesis: It has been said that many of those who claim to be homophobic, or "anti-gay," are, in fact, homosexuals. Reassuring themselves that they hate the homosexual population acts as a way to mask their own feelings, therefore giving off the impression that they are heterosexual. This has yet to be proven as theory, but many are determined to come to a conclusion. That is exactly what Sasuke and Naruto are for…

Silence leaked into the limousine as the chauffer eventually ceased his guffawing. Naruto was awestricken- This person, the one next to him, dressed in too-baggy clothing with an ear piercing and messy, disarrayed hair… Gay? 'I-it isn't possible!' Naruto thought, bemused. 'That isn't right- I mean, they would never do that… No one would intentionally put a gay and me in the same house together for two weeks, right?'

He was very, very wrong indeed.

The organization supporting the research was fully determined to gather their data efficiently, and nothing below the standards they had set was adequate. If one of the two boys was reluctant to participate, then extreme measures would be taken. However, it was to be hoped for that neither of them do things to provoke such rash means, but it would be done if necessary. Along with what they had previously been informed of, there was a set of strict rules that they were to abide.

"Here are the rules," the chauffer stated, clearing his throat.

"One: You must remain indoors at all times. Stepping from the house results in immediate punishment. Everything you need will be provided, so long as it is necessary."

"Two: There is to be no fighting- at all. It will not be tolerated under any circumstances. This includes no kicking, biting, scratching, or hitting. Verbal arguments are also restricted. If you must speak your mind, do it in a calm manner. If this is not soothing to you, then there will be two notebooks provided in the room- One for the both of you. If you wish, vent your emotions in the notebook and leave it as is. They will be available at all times, along with one ink pen to write with."

A sweat drop rolled down Naruto's hairline. 'T-this is so complicated… They're even telling us how many writing utensils we'll have. And no "verbal arguments"? That means we're not allowed to cuss or anything, but there's a notebook for me to write it down in?' He scratched at his head thoughtfully, averting Sasuke's gaze and keeping his own eyes on the back of the passenger seat.

"Three: There will not be any communication devices for use; any cellular phones or pagers will be taken and disposed of if spotted. Surveillance cameras have been hidden in numerous places that you will not find, so do not bother searching for them. They will record your every action, so sneaking things into the house isn't a possibility. As stated before, no telephones will be present. You will be visited by a staff member every two days, and on a few occasions there will be visitors to come and speak with you. That will be all." The chauffer paused to glance at the two men.

Sasuke sat further against the window, withdrawn completely from Naruto, who kept his eyes mostly away from him but would look up to give him a glare every so often.

"Four: No electronics whatsoever. A few things to do as a pastime will be included, so boredom should not result frequently. Five: No doors are permitted to be locked. Every room should be accessible, even if occupied. If you wish to have your privacy, ask one another in a polite manner. If refused, drop the situation and leave it be. No one will be forced or removed from a room if they are not willing to leave."

"The last thing," the man continued, pulling the vehicle into a rocky driveway, "is that you are our variables in the experiments. Things may happen in the house that will alter your lives, and we eagerly await the outcome of these days." With those final words, he stepped from the limo and opened the side doors to allow Naruto and Sasuke out.

Naruto let his gaze travel along the vast area; it was a smaller house- Nothing fancy or expensive, but the land around it was a bit more than three acres of grassy fields, a lake glistening in the distance. "This is where I'm staying?" Inquired the blonde as he cupped his hands over his eyes to block the setting rays of sunlight. The chauffer sauntered over to him and politely tipped his hat.

"This is where you both will be staying," he corrected, stepping into the car. "Enjoy your visit."

As the limousine drove off, out of Naruto's sight, he gave a long, exaggerated sigh, pulling a single suitcase he had packed into the house. Sasuke followed a good distance behind him, silently, carrying only a book bag filled with clothes necessary for the stay and a few additional items that would hopefully keep him busy; hearing the rules, they were both a bit taken aback, and it all seemed much more serious than before. Now, it wasn't simply a game that they were to play.

Once they had entered the house, Naruto scanned the rooms, walking into several of them and examining various things. The kitchen was a nice size, he discovered, as was the living room. However, as he inspected the house, he found that there was only a single bedroom. "There has to be…" he murmured to himself, opening and closing different doors. One bedroom could be found, and within the bedroom was a bathroom, which also seemed to be the only one of its kind.

'So that means… We have to…'

"No way! No bloody fucking way in hell!"

His voice was loud throughout the entire house, and Sasuke's head perked up immediately. He raised an eyebrow and stepped forward in Naruto's direction, opening the bedroom door cautiously. Making sure to be extremely quiet, he stepped inside, heart thumping in his ears. The other male had not sounded happy, and so it might have been a wrong decision to even approach him at the time.

Nevertheless, he did it anyway.

Naruto was sitting on the bed- The only bed, jaws parted slightly and eyes wide with astonishment. "Are you o-"

"Don't fucking talk to me!" Naruto snapped, eyes narrowing into small, dangerous slits at the brunette. He stood from the mattress and walked over to Sasuke, who took a few steps back instinctively. "I can't believe they'd put me with you! Of all people, a queer!" he spat, pointing a finger at the Uchiha. Said man winced and closed his eyes, turning his head away. He turned around, attempting to walk from Naruto and break the conversation off, but the blonde pulled him roughly by the shoulder and shoved him on the hardwood floor beneath him.

"I tried to be nice to you," he growled, "and you were a jerk. A complete bastard, but that's fixing to change." His voice lowered, and he breathed heavily. "I will not let them do this to me, and I won't stand living with a filthy person like yourself."

"Filthy?!" Sasuke retorted, rising to his feet and gritting his teeth. "Just because I'm different from you!?"

"No," Naruto huffed. "Because you're a homosexual. A queer. A gay, and to me, that makes you lower than dirt." At his, words, Sasuke gaped, falling into utter silence. Nothing spilled from his lips; instead, he simply stood there until Naruto pushed his way through the door, causing him to stumble backwards. He leaned against a wall for support, mind spinning and heart racing wildly.

"A homosexual."

'I-is it really that bad?' he thought solemnly.

"A queer."

'Am I a sinner for it?'

"A gay."

'…Does that mean I don't deserve a normal life?'

"To me, that makes you lower than dirt."

'… Maybe…he's right.'

His eyes were dull, and he sighed while making his way to the bed and collapsing on it, burying his face into a pillow.

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The next few hours were spent alone, and Naruto sat on the couch, drowning himself in silence. It was appalling, that the crude people would intentionally place Sasuke and Naruto in the same room where there was only one bed to be slept in, knowing full and well that he disliked homos with a passion. He frowned and stood from the sofa, walking into the bedroom in a gloomy manner.

"Hey, you," he said, removing a pillow from the bed and pegging it at Sasuke's back. He placed his suitcase in front of a closet door, frowning while saying, "Get up." At his demand, Sasuke turned his head, looking at him with disgust.

"What?"

"Get up," Naruto repeated, lowering his voice. "I don't want to sleep in the same bed with you."

Sasuke's mouth fell open, and he sat up, gawking at the blonde man. "What the hell? it's not even time to sleep! Besides, then where would I be expected to sleep?" Naruto shrugged at his question, giving him an uninterested stare.

"I don't know. The couch-, the floor, for all I care."

"No! I won't do that!" Sasuke yelled in reply. Naruto clenched his fist and rolled his eyes in annoyance, stepping toward Sasuke and pulling him up by his shirt collar.

"You'll do what I say," he said as Sasuke writhed in his grasp, struggling to get loose.

"You- you can't do this! You're not even supposed to be touching me! What about the rules?" Getting the last of his words out, Naruto pushed him back onto the mattress with yet another growl, sweat rolling down the side of his face.

He gave a smug grin and pointed out the bedroom door. "Either you can get out, or I can make you. By all means, I'll make you if it comes to it, I will make you. I won't sleep in the same bed as you, and I'm sure as hell not sleeping on the couch." While saying this, Sasuke stood from the bed, standing dangerously close to Naruto as he huffed in irritation.

"Look here, blondie," he started. "I won't stand for your bullshit! So stop acting like you own me, because you don't! Before you knew I was gay, you were nervous to even say hi to me!"

"I was not," Naruto argued, pushing Sasuke onto the bed. "You were just acting like a self-conceded jackass, and I didn't want to interrupt your emo brooding session!" He paused to give him a violent punch in the face, blood instantly flowing from his nose. "But now that I know what you are, I'm more than glad to speak my mind!"

"Good!" was Sasuke's reply, loud and harsh as he shook his head from the impact of Naruto's blow. "I was never hesitant to speak my mind!"

Naruto chuckled with a, "Of course not. Gays never are."

Sasuke yelled loudly and punched Naruto's eye, sending the blonde tumbling onto the floor. In a flash, he was straddling the man's waist, giving consecutive punches while screaming several things. "You need to fucking SHUT UP with the homophobia! I know you hate gays- You hate me! I know that, moron, and frankly, I don't care! Hate me! Go ahead and despise me!" Panting heavily, he stood off of the awestricken Naruto, leaving him littered with bruises and lesions, an eye swollen and blood seeping from the side of his mouth.

The brunette limped tiredly from the room, mumbling a soft, "See if I care."

Naruto lay there, sprawled out on the carpet, bloodied and coated with sweat, fingers twitching as he swallowed a gulp. 'What…what just happened?' he thought, sitting up and running a hand through his hair, looking in the direction in which Sasuke exited. 'He…' Not caring to finish the sentence, he shook his head and staggered to his feet, examining his injured features in a wall mirror with a scowl.

"That's going to hurt for a while," he murmured to himself under his breath, gingerly brushing his fingers over a large, purple bruise that spread across his right cheek. Seconds following his actions, a knock at the door could be heard, and he gave a startled gasp.

Sasuke approached the door and opened it, eyes warily scanning over a person that stood on the doorstep before him. "Who are you?" he questioned in confusion, scanning his eyes over the unfamiliar person, who grunted in response, folding his arms with a haughty expression and giving Sasuke a strange look, obviously puzzled at his unkempt appearance.

"I'm Gaara- Your first motivational speaker," the stranger declared, clearing his throat and pushing a few tufts of red hair from his eyes. "Get the blonde so we may begin."

Things were going to get much more interesting.

That was a given.

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Calling all cars, we've got another victim

What did you expect from me?

A/N: Uh, yeah. Don't kill me, okay? Sasuke and Naruto seemed to change rolls, eh? Which sucks. Oh well. -shrugs- Yes, I brought Gaara into it- on their first day, after a brawl between Sasuke and Naruto. Please, if you have any ideas/comments/questions, don't hesitate to say them.

Same goes for chapter three. If everyone that reads reviews, I'll drop the next chapter tomorrow. :D