Naruto's mind was in overdrive, hands hovering mid air as he stared down at the head of dark hair that was in his lap. After a few moments the blonde regained control of his limbs as he quickly grabbed Sasuke by the shoulders and held him an arm's length away from him.
"Sasuke?" he asked cautiously and shook the boy's shoulders slightly, shifting uncomfortably and bringing one of his legs up to try and make some room in his now tight pants while also blocking off anyone's view. 'That's a little unexpected..'
The other boy just responded with a few words including 'cover', 'bitch' and 'stupid alcohol', a hand coming up to wipe his eyes. 'Well, at least he hasn't passed out. Wait..'
"Are you ..crying?" the blonde asked in disbelief, and sure enough, a tear slid down the Uchiha's cheek. The dark eyes of the boy opened and looked up at the blonde, a small pout on his lips and Naruto found it surprisingly hard to stop himself from pulling him in for a hug.
Fortunately for Naruto however, he didn't have to keep himself restrained for long as after a few seconds of silence, his vision was engulfed by Sasuke launching himself towards him. In an instant he felt his back pressed against the arm of the chair while his team mate wrapped his arms around the boy's abdomen, face snuggling into the boy's chest.
Naruto found his cheeks immediately begin to blush but realized he didn't have time to worry about the blood rushing to his cheeks but also to another part of his anatomy. 'Shit.' Much to the blonde's shame, he wasn't the only one to realize this either as Sasuke looked up quizzically and then lifted himself up to look at what was poking into his stomach.
'Fuck!' the blonde's mind screamed as the dark haired boy continued to look, body wobbling slightly from the excessive alcohol which was being pumped around his body. 'Need an escape!' Frantically scanning the room, Naruto's eyes stopped on the large group of teenagers that were surrounding the speakers.
"Hey, I know what will cheer you up!" Naruto had already slid off the couch and was pulling Sasuke's hand after him.
The blast of the music washed over the two as they plowed through the crowd, stopping when they were firmly surrounded by the crush of bodies. When Naruto turned back to the dark haired boy, he found him dancing, eyes closed. As the boy danced, the blonde glanced around awkwardly, not used to such surroundings and situations. 'Please no one notice.'
After a few moments, the blonde noticed Sasuke open his eyes and register the lack of movement from Naruto. "Dance." The dark haired boy practically demanded before he once again lost himself in the music, eyes closing and hips swaying.
Naruto just stood there, stunned and unable follow the boy's demands, brain barely capable of witnessing the marvel presented before him. The Uchiha continued to move his hips from side to side in time to the beat, arms following suit above his head oblivious to the effect he was causing on not only Naruto but a few girls in the surrounding area.
The blonde's eyes gave Sasuke's body an unsanctioned appraisal, taking in the sweat that was starting to bead on the boy's forehead, the recklessly low pants, and the newly revealed stomach that had been exposed when the boy's arms had been raised.
'Oh, boy.'
The boy's teeth were gritted with self restraint as he looked on greedily, mind helplessly drifting off to less savory thoughts until the apprehension of his hand still being firmly connected to the Uchiha's brought him back to reality.
Wrenching his hand away, his mind began filling with scrutiny. 'What am I doing?! Do I want people to call me a fag? Do I want people to know, I mean think I like this guy? That I want to ravish this guy right here and now? Because I don't.' Lost in his own thoughts which he believed were now disheveled due to alcohol consumption, Naruto was unaware of the boy standing in front of him, no longer dancing but instead looking at the blonde in curiosity, head slightly tilted to one side.
"I said dance." The repeated command pulled Naruto out of his thoughts and he looked at the Uchiha, withstanding the strong desire to say 'Aww!' and cradle the boy in all his cute infantile glory. The innocence of Sasuke's appearance was quickly lost however as he grabbed the blonde's belt loops and forcefully pulled him against his body, maneuvering both of their hips to match the music.
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Sasuke was vaguely aware of a small voice in the back of his conscience screaming profanities at him but wasn't entirely sure what about thanks to the drunken haze that had settled over him.
He was aware, however, that he was becoming increasingly hot and sweaty. Releasing his hold on the blonde, Sasuke lifted his hands and started fumbling with the buttons on his shirt, a frown on his face.
"W-what are you doing?" a voice asked him, being almost drowned by the music.
Letting go of his shirt, Sasuke took hold of the boy's shoulders and leant in close to his ear. "It's too hot. Shirt needs to go bye bye." He thought he felt a shiver run through the boy but dismissed it, figuring it had something to do with the music or his drunkenness. Or both.
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'Did he just say ..'bye bye'?' Naruto thought as he watched Sasuke once again attempting to free the buttons on his shirt, the blonde feeling his cheeks melt away from the blush which had been created by the recent close proximity to the Uchiha. 'Get a hold of yourself, Uzumaki!' He mentally yelled at himself, unsure of how much more he could handle. 'At least his isn't rubbing up against me anymore, I guess.'
When he got a glimpse of freshly exposed pale, smooth Uchiha chest, the boy thought he was going to explode. In one way or another. Before another button could be freed, Naruto grabbed Sasuke's hand and dragged him towards the door.
"You needa sober up, Uchiha." He informed the boy as they dodged a few people on their way to the exit. "I might have to start fighting off your fan girl's if you keep doing stuff like that." 'Those bitches better not try anything.' His brow creased at the thought of anyone touching his team mate.
As the two stepped out into the crisp night air, Naruto looked around at the deserted street, trying to find a suitable place to sit the wobbling boy down. Spotting a crate that was against the wall, the blonde turned around to tell Sasuke. Much to his surprise however, his vocabulary system seemed nonfunctional thanks to one now very half naked, dark haired teen.
Once the initial shock had worn off, Naruto grabbed for the recently dropped shirt and started to dust it off, avoiding letting his eyes wander over the boy's body. "Sasuke! What do you think you're doing?" he said in attempt to distract himself. 'Breathe, Uzumaki.' The other boy just ignored him and pushed passed, prancing out onto the road.
"If you think Uzumaki is a party pooper and you know it, clap your hands!" The Uchiha began to sing particularly loudly, a few party goers laughing from the doorway and adding their claps to the dancing boy's. "If you think Uzumaki is a party pooper and you know it, clap your hands!" Clap. Clap.
Naruto clenched his fists at his sides. 'I could kill that bastard. If he wasn't so drunk and cute. I mean just drunk.' The blonde growled and then launched after Sasuke who was still skipping around in a circle. "Uchiha." 'Bastard.' "Get here now." This imposition just caused said boy to start running around madly, a rhyme on his lips.
"Run, run, run, as fast as you can! You can't catch me, I'm the gingerbread man!" the boy challenged the empty street, voice cutting through the air in uncharacteristic joyfulness.
Realizing the boy wasn't going to stop unless he was forced to, Naruto ditched the shirt he was holding and sprinted after the boy who was still singing. "Uchiha!" 'Bastard.'
Much to the blonde's dismay, even while drunk, Sasuke was a faster runner than him and Naruto found it a struggle to catch up to the boy who's voice had picked up in volume.
"Run, run, run, as fast as you can! You can't catch-oof!" Much to Naruto's gratitude, Sasuke's singing was cut short due to an unexpected trip which caused him to fall forward, hands coming out in front of him just before he hit the ground.
"Take that, Uchiha!" Naruto shouted, fist punching the air in a much too early celebrated victory just before he himself tripped and landed directly on top of the other boy. "Ugh!"
A chorus of laughter erupted from the small audience gathered at the doorway and Naruto growled, cheeks growing crimson for what felt like the millionth time that night. 'Stupid Uchiha bastard.'
Hurriedly, Naruto picked himself off the ground and looped his arms under the other boy's, lifting him up and dragging him in the direction of the crate he'd spotted earlier. All the while, Sasuke was mumbling to the tune of what Naruto guessed was 'Twinkle Twinkle Little Star'.
Once he reached the wooden box, the blonde heaved at Sasuke's weight and lifted it onto the crate. "Now stay, Uchiha." 'Bastard.' Naruto looked at the dark haired boy for a moment as he sat and swung his legs like a little kid, oblivious to the fact that he was still only half clothed. Before he could allow another blush to make its way to his cheeks, Naruto turned and went to fetch the shirt that had been lying in the middle of the street.
Returning with the now slightly dusty and crinkled navy dress shirt, the blonde went to deliver it to its owner to avoid someone having a blood nose from seeing such a display of Uchiha. A fan girl of course. Naruto stood in front of Sasuke, hand holding out the shirt and waiting for him to put it on while he looked to the side. When the dark haired boy didn't take the shirt from him, the blonde looked back and frowned.
"Put your shirt on, Uchiha." The blonde insisted, voice less demanding, more tired. Sasuke just looked up at him, pout set on his lips as he put his arms out like a child waiting for their mother to dress them. "What are you? Three?" When the Uchiha didn't move, Naruto just sighed. "Fine."
Giving the shirt a final dust, the blonde slipped one of Sasuke's arms through one sleeve and then one through the other, receiving little help from the very childlike boy. As the more sober of the two leant in to fasten the buttons, the less sober decided it was the perfect time to fall forward, head landing on Naruto's shoulder with his face in the boy's throat.
"Sasuke, sit up." The blonde said, hands grasping onto the other boy's ribs to ensure that he didn't fall over.
A response came but it was too muffled to hear because the dark haired boy was talking directly into Naruto's neck, a shiver running throughout the blonde's body as a reaction.
"What?" Naruto asked, twisting his head around and pulling the boy back slightly. 'Shit he's close.'
"I said, 'you smell like ramen'." Sasuke answered, his breath grazing the blonde's cheek while his head wavered slightly. Naruto felt his stomach squirm but ignored it as he pushed the drunken boy's back against the wall so he could finish doing the buttons on the shirt.
Once he was done, he took a step back and looked the boy over. 'At least he's clothed now.' Untrusting of how well the Uchiha could hold his balance while sitting and leaning against the wall - well, that's what Naruto told himself - he stood and watched, arms crossed over his chest, waiting for the boy to either pass out, fall over or sober up.
A small snigger cut through the silence of the street and Naruto quirked a brow. "What?" The blonde asked, hoping he wouldn't have to chase after the other boy again. All he got as a response was a giggle which Naruto thought was much too school girl like to be coming from the mouth of such a skilled and usually serious ninja such as Sasuke. "What?" he repeated, slightly more irritated than before.
This time he did get a response, the dark haired boy giggling again and pointing at Naruto. At first the blonde didn't understand. 'What? Did I get something down my front?' When he looked down at his shirt however, Naruto realized that Sasuke had been pointing lower. Lower meaning his pants. In particular, the bulge his pants failed to hide.