Author Notes: First off, I'd like to thank everyone who took the time to review. It means a lot to me. Now we are really going to start developing the SasuNaru here. I must say, I really do prefer writing Naruto than Sasuke, but I like the pattern I have got going here. It allows me to explore them both.

Disclaimer: The series Naruto does not belong to me – rather, to Masashi Kishimoto. All of the characters, name settings, etc. (unless mentioned or recognized otherwise) belong to him, not me.

Summary: Uchiha Sasuke has everything – the perfect status, the perfect girlfriend and the perfect image. However, like most seemingly perfect things, they do not last long. This is a story of how one Uzumaki Naruto can ruin it all. –SasuNaru- Other couples include: SasuSaku, ItaNaru

Specifies Scene Change: X X X

PERFECT

X X X

-Sasuke-

"I am having company today."

Sasuke pauses in his eating, looking at Itachi for a moment, before returning back to his lunch. His mother, as expected, smiles warmly. She always loves to meet new people and cater to guests.

"Well that is nice, dear. Will they be here for long?"

"Only for a couple of hours. We only met yesterday."

Sasuke has to refrain from scoffing. Itachi just does not invite people over his house, unless they are a potential sexual conquest. Sasuke does not understand how his mother has not figured it out yet; Itachi is anything but innocent, and Sasuke has had to bear witness to it many times. He would take revenge by being obnoxious during sexual intercourse with Sakura, but she is not very vocal.

"When are they supposed to be coming?" his mother questions. His older brother looks at his watch.

"He was supposed to arrive…about a half an hour ago. I can't say I am surprised."

Silently, Sasuke wishes Itachi has been stood up. It would mean that no one is immune to his charms, which have wrapped both their mother and father around his finger. Itachi is the only person who could decline taking over his father's company and get away with it. His father was not pleased when Itachi made this decision, but once learning that his oldest intends to pursue law school, he quickly compromised. This gives Sasuke the chance to take over, but it would not have happened if Itachi had not defied his father.

This cycle of negative feelings toward his brother is all Sasuke feels in this household. Adulthood and independence will be the best things that will happen to him.

"Do you think you should call?" their mother asks.

Right on cue, a set of knocks resounds through the nearby foyer, indicating someone's arrival at their home. Itachi excuses himself before leaving the room and his family's eyes.

"Sasuke."

The youngest sibling turns his attention to his mother, who regards him with a pitying gaze. Here comes the 'talk'; her sentimentality is nice sometimes, but most of the time, Sasuke is more than content dealing with his issues himself.

And this is going to be about his brother, he knows it.

"Yes mother?"

"I hope you realize how you treat your brother. I know that by being the oldest, Itachi holds a special place in your father's heart. However, please don't forget that you are his son as well. No matter what your father does or says, he will always love you as equally as Itachi. At times, I think you doubt that."

"I'm sure if I did not share his blood, I would mean nothing to my father," Sasuke comments, making his mother's eyebrows furrow. "Luckily, since his first son bailed on him, he has a second to be a replacement. That is about as far as our bond goes."

"Sasuke…" His mother sighs, her eyes expressing the utmost concern for her son. Sasuke feels that his mother is the only family he truly cares for. "Your father isn't very affectionate. But I promise you, he does love you. What you cannot find with him, I hope you can find with me."

Sasuke nods, not saying a word. Their conversation cannot continue, because Itachi returns from the foyer with the guest; he is blond, has blue eyes and-

"This has to be a joke," Sasuke blurts out, staring hard at the guest. The newcomer, unfortunately, takes a louder approach at the surprise sitting at the table.

"You didn't tell me that he is your brother!" the blond yells, pointing at Sasuke accusingly. "This is not going to work!"

For all of the commotion, Itachi does not look surprised. His mother, however, watches the exchange with interest.

"Why not?" Itachi questions. Naruto sputters about, flailing his arms and in general looking like a decapitated chicken. Sasuke has to answer for him.

"He is the new student at our school," Sasuke says, making Itachi's eyebrow raise. On cue, Naruto moans pathetically, putting his face in his hands.

"Your brother is exactly why this isn't going to work. This is just weird, knowing that your brother is going to my school and that he's the biggest jerk on the face of the earth." Naruto then crosses his arms, a scowl appearing on his face. Sasuke must agree; his older brother and the blond idiot are most certainly not going to work. It is one thing to see a random female – hell, Sasuke can accept the random male –but Naruto? That hits too close to home. To know his brother is doing intimate things with him…it puts a bad taste in his mouth.

The two siblings' mother seems to share the same sentiments as Sasuke, standing from the table and regarding her oldest skeptically.

"Why are you making friends with four years your younger, Itachi?"

Despite the concern and skepticism in her voice, the oldest son remains impassive. Looking at Naruto, Sasuke notices that the blond looks ready to bail. Good; let him leave his house.

"Only four years, mother."

Her eyes squint, thinking hard on something. A few seconds pass before she states to her son:

"You are interested in him."

Itachi smirks, and Sasuke immediately feels tension build in the room. Naruto is not ignorant to the sudden uncomfortable atmosphere, either; he begins to fidget and attempt to avoid the glances from the female in the room.

"He's a child, Itachi."

"He established no intercourse from the start."

Her mouth falls open, obviously caught off guard from his blunt statement. Itachi takes this moment to put his hand on Naruto's back, lightly pushing him to exit the foyer. The blond looks hesitant, staring at the brothers' mother, but he eventually gives in to Itachi's touch and leaves the room. Once the two disappear, the female huffs and falls back into her chair at the table.

"Sasuke, I'm not as blind as you think," his mother suddenly says, gazing at her son. "Don't let that boy fall to your brother's charms."

Sasuke can't help the widening of his eyes, surprise filling him. She continues.

"Itachi is a good man, he is; but he has his faults, like all of us. Please talk to that boy, no matter your differences."

The youngest sibling wants to decline, he really does. But looking into his mother's eyes, her maternal instinct kicking in full drive, Sasuke knows he cannot decline. How does he get himself in these situations?

With a resigned sigh, he gives in.

Only for his mother.

X X X

For its extreme rarity in Konoha, finding a boy with blond hair proves to be very difficult. Sasuke begins to get agitated, considering giving up in his search. Before leaving for school this morning, his mother reminded him once more to talk to Naruto. He can understand why; Naruto stayed for the majority of the day on Saturday and Itachi quickly left on Sunday, saying he was taking the blond out. It was not for long, but it was enough for his mother to become skeptical.

Sasuke is not cut out for this.

To his luck, after ten minutes of searching, Naruto brings Sasuke to him. That boy's shout is loud enough to wake the dead.

"Look, leave me alone!"

Sasuke walks toward a small crowd, where he assumes someone is giving the new student some trouble. As expected, within a circle of students, someone is taunting Naruto, attempting to push him and laughing at him. He must give the blond credit; he is really restraining himself from starting a physical fight. As much as they do not get along, Sasuke will bet on Naruto winning. He has seen him playing football and he is no mercy.

"Come on, queer!"

"Naruto."

The bullying student immediately becomes quiet upon hearing Sasuke's voice. The dark-haired teenager enters the circle, much to Naruto's disdain.

"Come on."

"I don't need saving, asshole," the blond bites back, clenching his fists. Sasuke rolls his eyes; of course he'll take it the wrong way.

"I'm not saving you. We need to talk."

"About what?"

"With all these people?" Sasuke remarks, cocking his head to regard the surrounding students. Naruto looks contemplative for a moment, his eyebrows furrowing.

"Alright." Sasuke turns to leave, but not before he catches Naruto spit at the bully's feet, the blond regarding the student with the utmost contempt.

"I hope you know that the principal is my grandfather."

A look of terror befalls the student, but Sasuke and Naruto walk off before the boy can react. Inside, Sasuke is a little shocked; he did not know Naruto was related to the principal, which probably would explain why he is attending the school.

The information fades from his mind as they make their way around campus, eventually finding a private spot by a small seclusion of trees on the border of the grounds. He sees Naruto check out the scenery skeptically before turning to Sasuke.

"You know, this is more than private. Are you trying to get at me?"

Sasuke rolls his eyes, which surprisingly makes the blond laugh.

"I guess chicks would love to be in my place, you know?"

"I'm not trying to have sex with you, you idiot," Sasuke comments, although his statement is not as malicious as it could be. For a boost to his ego, he adds: "If I was, I would've had you already."

Sasuke does not know why he says it, but it causes the blond to lift an eyebrow in mild surprise. The dark-haired teenager immediately regrets his words, already seeing the gears spinning in the blond's head. He has not just inflated his own ego; he probably has inflated Naruto's as well.

However, the blond only replies: "Thanks for the tip." He sighs, running his hand through the spikes of his hair. "Now what do you want?"

That small moment of civility immediately disappears as the two students revert to their normal, unpleasant banter. Sasuke is quickly reminded of his dislike for the blond.

"Don't talk to Itachi."

"Why?"

"He will manipulate you." For his own benefit, Sasuke also adds: "Plus, I don't want to see you in my house on a regular basis."

Naruto snorts. "You don't really care what happens between your brother and me. Please stop pretending that you do."

Why does Naruto have to be so difficult? Trying to be patient, Sasuke lets in a deep breath, followed by an exhale.

"Itachi brings in a lot of strays, whether he meets them at his job or he sees someone who catches his eye on the street. He uses them and discards them. He will not make an exception for you, so you should stop while you're at it."

"Come on bastard, you think I'm that stupid? He tried to get at me the first day I met him." The blond chuckles a little before continuing. "We both agreed to just chill. I know he still wants to hit me, but we will see how long that lasts. I don't give in very easily."

For some stupid reason, Sasuke wants to test Naruto's words out. Sasuke likes to think he can make a person fall for him within a week, and Naruto's declaration creates an urge for him to prove himself.

But none the less, the blond is still a male and completely out of Sasuke's zone. Besides, he is faithfully dating Sakura, a girl who did prove to give him her body within a week. He wonders how Naruto's previous relationships could have survived without the promise of sex.

"If that's all, I think I will be heading out now," Naruto says, brushing past Sasuke. "Oh, and that dinner your father is planning? I will see you there tonight; Itachi invited me."

Sasuke swears he feels his eye twitch. Itachi must want Naruto a lot; to allow him to an upscale function, meant to impress their father's business partners, is an invitation to his wealth and affections. Knowing that his brother has been trying to woo the new student into his bed the past weekend is barely tolerable, but suddenly becoming best friends?

Preposterous.

X X X

"Sasuke, you look so gorgeous!"

The youngest Uchiha mumbles a 'thank you' to his girlfriend, barely paying mind as the pink-haired girl slips her hand into his. Yes, Sakura looks very beautiful tonight; she wears a body-hugging emerald cocktail dress with impressive silver heels. The whole outfit brings out her eyes and impressive shape, but Sasuke is oblivious to this. He is too busy searching for someone, namely a blond male, most likely accompanied by his older brother.

It is only customary that the Uchiha mogul, Fugaku, hosts these types of dinners and celebrations in an attempt to attract possible business partners and keep his current ones. Naturally, Sasuke, Itachi and their mother Mikoto are required to attend. Bringing Sakura is not an issue, because they have been in a relationship for over a year. Bringing a close friend is pushing it, but still acceptable.

But a stranger? Itachi is getting desperate.

"Sasuke, would you like to sit down and eat something?"

"Not at the moment," he replies, his eyes searching over the ballroom once more. He has already looked for the idiot earlier today; to be in his presence again is frustrating. At the pull of a hand on his sleeve, he stops his searching to meet his gaze with the girl at his side. She looks put off, knowing that she is being ignored due to his fleeting replies. The look in her eyes makes him feel slightly guilty, and as a result, he wonders why he is even looking for Naruto in the first place.

His mother has requested for him to keep Naruto away, but really, should he take it so seriously? Naruto is not his problem. Why should he be so serious over finding him?

Come to think of it, why is he so intent on finding Naruto? They are not acquaintances, which surely does not make them friends. If he gets thrown away by Itachi, it is not his problem. Sasuke has tried keeping him away and now he is going to quit; Naruto can find out the hard way.

However, still the thought of his brother and Naruto intimate – it makes his stomach drop.

"Sasuke?"

"I'm sorry, Sakura," Sasuke murmurs, placing a kiss on her forehead. She smiles softly and he knows he is immediately forgiven. "I'm only a little distracted."

"Because of what?"

"Nothing important," he says, urging them to a small table. Upon sitting down, a butler immediately comes to their service. He offers a tray of sweet, carbonated beverages and small appetizers, to which Sakura helps herself to eagerly. Sasuke does not have a huge appetite, so he declines the food politely.

His stomach is bubbling too much to handle anything, whether it be liquid drinks or solid food. He is not sure why.

"So…"

The female across from him crosses her legs, drawing attention to her milky thighs. Sakura's eyes lock with her boyfriend's, a seductive undertone in her green irises.

"I told my mom this function would last late, so she said I could stay over. Would you like that?"

Sasuke raises an eyebrow. Her attempt to seduce is slightly comical, but the implication of intercourse later is appealing.

"That is good news."

"Well, how about we go somewhere when this ends?" she murmurs softly, leaning her body closer to his. To an outsider, it is apparent she is flirting, but she remains a respectable distance for the public setting.

Sasuke nods. "Alright-"

"And the party has arrived!"

A boasting voice shouts a short distance away from the couple, momentarily catching Sasuke's attention. He assumes it to be an already tipsy guest, but one glance in the direction of the voice proves the presence of two men, one he does not recognize and the other he most certainly does.

Sasuke is surprised he does not show up with his brother. After all that time searching, the blond idiot finds him.

He knows he should have anticipated the blond's presence, but it still shocks him. Naruto looks so different, dressed for the occasion and not in the typical school uniform. It is obvious he should not be at the function, because he does not wear a tuxedo or even a standard suit; a sheer, royal blue button up adorns his torso, hugging his toned abdomen. A black tie finishes the top, along with pressed slacks and standard black shoes. As always, that sapphire hangs around his neck.

Sasuke does not even realize he is staring more than is probably acceptable and that he has given Naruto's physique more attention than his own lover's – not until Naruto's eyes meet his and the blond offers him a smirk.

His cocky grin makes Sasuke scowl. He truly does not like him.

The man on Naruto's side who shouted earlier does not impress Sasuke in the slightest; in fact, he looks like even more of a delinquent than Naruto initially did in their first meeting. His shaggy, brunet locks look like a miniature version of a lion's mane and he bears trashy tattoos on his face. Together, they look like the troublemakers in high school, waiting to cause mayhem.

Itachi is out of his mind.

"Aw bastard," Naruto greets, walking up to Sasuke and Sakura with a grin on his face. The brunet follows him, a canine poking out from his lip.

"Is this the dick?" the other male questions, his eyes raking up and down Sasuke's form. "Pretty boy features, superior attitude…yeah, I guessed right, didn't I?"

The other's lack of manners is mildly agitating. Sakura seems to agree, as Sasuke watches her eyebrows furrow and her small lips form into an unpleasant frown.

"Excuse me, but do you even know him?"

"No, but I do know he's a dick," the brunet says, earning a punch in the shoulder from the blond. He winces in pain, while Naruto aims to answer Sakura's question politely. Despite Naruto's amiable demeanor, he and Sasuke are not on pleasant terms. They tolerate one another when necessary – like that odd moment today, when they were actually agreeable in one another's presence – but moments like that are rare. In fact, it is surprising Naruto did not ignore him upon first sight.

"Well, bastard, he is kind of right – you aren't exactly the most pleasant to be around. Anyway, if you want a proper introduction, this is Kiba," the blond says, gesturing toward his friend. Sakura looks disgusted.

"Sasuke has more manners than the both of you combined," she remarks. While this is meant to defend him, Sasuke finds himself annoyed by her remark; he can take care of himself perfectly well. He can speak for himself.

"Whoa, sorry," Kiba apologizes half-heartedly, holding his hands up defensively. "Didn't mean to crash the party, princess. Come on Naruto, where's that boy toy of yours at?"

At the mention of Itachi, Sasuke immediately scowls. He is the reason why the two of them are here in the first place.

Why did Itachi have to meet him? Naruto has this effect on him which he just does not like. The blond puts him on edge, and while not necessarily a threat, he acts like one. He has pushed his way into Sasuke's life without the younger Uchiha's permission; he has invaded his household, proven by his presence at this exclusive business party.

How else will he intrude in his life? Why is Sasuke even so abhorrent to this?

"Yeah, you're right. We better find him." Naruto offers a small wave as a goodbye, while Kiba already begins his way through the crowd. "See you around, bastard. Oh and trust me; I don't plan on spending the night here. Itachi won't get at me. Will that make you sleep better?"

Upon Sakura's questioning gaze, Sasuke immediately dismisses the troublemaking blond. Naruto only laughs before following his friend, and Sasuke can only hope the two will avoid making chaos. This party is important; they shouldn't even be here.

For the next couple of hours, the youngest Uchiha sits at the table with Sakura. He interacts with others when necessary, with Sakura popping up with words of her own when inquired. It is clear to say that while they both are relaxed, the function is rather dull. There are several brief announcements from his father, thanking everyone for being able to attend and offering his respects to all of his clients and business associates. The event is successful with no evidence of mishaps from a certain male duo.

As the function winds down, making it about three and a half hours long, Sakura arises from her seat and begins to subtly pull at his hand. By the gleam in her eyes, the dark-haired teenager knows it is their time to go and have more private time. Sakura's parents are rather traditional, but when the occasion arises, they will allow her to stay in Sasuke's house. The youngest Uchiha will not miss the opportunity.

Sasuke leisurely exits of the ballroom with a bouncing Sakura on his heels. They both make their way throughout the house, passing by numerous hard-working servants but otherwise no one else. As they reach the living room, Sasuke can pick out voices. No one is allowed this far into the home, so he urges Sakura to go upstairs and wait for him in his room while he removes the wandering guests.

He emerges from the corner, his mouth open and ready to accuse them. However, once his eyes land on the occupants, he quickly hides behind a small wall. The voices belong to no other than Itachi and Naruto, the two engaged in a discussion which is inaudible to Sasuke's ears.

What is visible, however, is Itachi's hands pulling Naruto's tie loose. His fingers then slide to the buttons of the blond's shirt, unbuttoning the first with no trouble. At this action, Naruto places his hands on top of his brother's, stopping any further movement. Sasuke briefly wonders where Naruto's inconsiderate friend is until he sees the two occupants' mouths move again.

The possibility of watching two men have intercourse in his living room is a very unpleasant thought – especially when it involves his player of a brother. From what Sasuke sees, Naruto does not keep true to his words. Itachi has once more used his charms.

The thought is disappointing. Again, Itachi obtains what he wants with little to no trouble at all.

Sasuke's thoughts are reaffirmed when his older brother takes Naruto by the chin and dips his head to catch the blond's lips, immediately engaging the younger into a rather wet kiss. Naruto clutches at the sleeves of his brother's pristine tuxedo, tilting his head back to allow Itachi to devour his mouth.

This is all the youngest Uchiha can take to witness. The scene has completely turned him off and by the low moan he can hear – from Itachi or Naruto, he cannot tell – the two are completely enveloped in their actions.

Sasuke does not even feel up to attending to Sakura anymore. The image of Naruto, his lips claimed by his brother's, leaves a rotten taste in his mouth. Somehow, Sasuke knows something is wrong; this disgust is going beyond his failure to abide by his mother's wishes. It has to do with Naruto himself, as he once again demonstrates how he is slowly invading Sasuke's home.

He refuses to think about this anymore. Let them do whatever they want – Sasuke does not care.

X X X

"Hey, bastard."

The slightly higher-pitched tone of a male voice is a familiar sound Sasuke does not want to hear. He has successfully avoided Naruto the past two days, even while they share the same physical education class together. Naruto has not given him any issues about that…

Until now.

"I'm busy."

"Yeah, eating your lunch by yourself?" Naruto questions, sliding his tray across from Sasuke before taking a seat. Once again, he is inviting himself to Sasuke's private time – just as he invited himself into his life and house.

What an inconsiderate, selfish idiot.

"Yes. I would prefer it that way."

"Look." Naruto sighs. "I don't mean to drag this out; I just want to know what your issue is. You usually give me a glare, or some mean comment one way or the other. But ever since that party, you have been rude." Dragging his fingers through his hair, Naruto's face becomes exasperated. His introduction slightly grabs Sasuke's attention, but nothing good can come out of it. Nothing good comes out of an interaction with Naruto, despite only knowing him for barely a week.

A week? That is all it has taken for the blond to interfere into his life.

"We're back at that point where you don't say anything, like that one time when we first met and I said hello. Just tell me what your problem is. You don't have to like me, but I hate knowing nothing."

"Who says there is anything to talk about?" Sasuke asks, not making eye contact with the new guest. He hears Naruto sigh obnoxiously.

"Me. I say there is something to talk about. Is it about Itachi, because there is nothing that serious between us."

The blatant lie makes Sasuke scoff. "I'm sure there isn't. That moment in the living room with you and my brother was a complete dream. If you're having sex with him, I don't care. I can't believe I even made the effort to even warn you about him. You are now on your own."

As the sentence continues, the bitterness in Sasuke's voice escalates. The final word is let out with a biting tone, and this is when Sasuke makes eye contact with his guest. He sees Naruto flinch, most likely because Sasuke's eyes are hard and completely unwelcoming. He does not want to see the new student – not now and not ever again.

"Sasuke…I didn't lie to you. Want to hear the story?"

"No."

"Too bad." The blond clears his throat. "In fact, you don't have to worry about me coming over as often. I know he's still interested, but he has promised to not do so much physically. I let him kiss me; just because I say I don't want to have sex doesn't make me a complete prude. I'm not sure if it'll work but we have fun together. A person who only looks for sex doesn't try to make plans to hang out, do they?"

Sasuke hesitates for a moment before replying. "That's nice, but it doesn't erase the image of you and my brother sucking face in my living room."

"Yeah, well, Itachi told me he's heard your girlfriend before. I'm sure making out and hearing people have sex are rather different."

Itachi has heard Sakura? Well, he must have been wrong about his girlfriend not being vocal. He feels slight satisfaction at knowing Itachi has endured the same pain as him.

"If I may say…" Naruto begins, taking a sip of water before continuing, "You both are, bluntly saying, fucked up. I haven't even known you two for a long time and the tension is so obvious. I think a heart-to-heart talk would be really helpful."

Sasuke's eyes blaze for a moment, completely thrown off guard by Naruto's comment. How can the blond even make a statement like that when he is not even that close with either of them? Everything about Naruto ticks him off.

"You know nothing."

"Yeah, yeah, okay," Naruto replies, looking rather bored. "Oh and by the way? If I wasn't absolutely sure you hated me, I'd think you'd want to do me. So much disgust for me without even knowing me can't be normal. If you'd like, you can take me out on a date."

Naruto must see the look of death in Sasuke's eyes, because he picks up his lunch and makes his move to go. As he departs, he starts laughing.

"I'm joking, alright? See you, bastard!"

Sasuke shakes his head, his mouth scrunching into an unattractive frown.

Sex with Naruto? Yeah right.