sorry for the delay ...needed inspiration . i do not own naruto and all that jazz... enjoy


It was a clear morning. There was not a cloud in the sky for miles. The clouds seemed to have sweated their very existence the day before, leaving in their wake dew on everything and a musky scent on the asphalt. The sun beamed brightly and almost proudly in the sky and life went on as normal, well for most people.
The post man clocked up on time at the uchiha residence as he would regularly do on his morning routines. Holding a handful of fattened letters with the name uchiha boldly printed upon, he walked up to the front door. In his haste, he shoved the letters through the slit, scrunching their plump corners and leaving harsh wrinkles as they fell to the other side. As he turns to go on his merry way, he could hear a distinctive curse coming from the other side of the door. The resident was not happy to see his post had been manhandle, and before any commotion could happen, the postman rushed down the path way to the kerb, well who could blame him, everyone feared the wrath of the uchiha, even if there were dead.
Sasuke, with the letters in his hand, looked at them in disdain. He strolled with them gripped in his pale hands into the kitchen. As he entered he frowned a little, although it was hardly noticeable on his already screwed face. He perched on a high stool on the counter and began to flip through. Most of them he thought where mindless garbage …bills. One of his many uncles should've have taken care of them by now. Then he stopped suddenly and looked at one thin, small card. A postcard. His pupils widened and a fit of rage he scrunched it up and threw it far from his sight. He sat in silence for a while just staring at blank air. Then casually he got up and made his way upstairs. As he thumped upstairs, shuffling sounds could be heard from a room. A blonde haired man and just woken up to find himself, barely dressed in a strange room. The man searched around the room frantically for his clothing as he tried to recall the shamble of memories of the night before. He could hear footsteps approaching the room and his first instinct was to prepare himself for a combat. The door swung open, and as sasuke stepped in, he felt the full force of the man's weight on his body as he was tackled to the floor. He shouted out in pain and surprise as he was straddle. The blonde man looked asked aggressively "where the fuck am I?"
Sasuke still in some shock at the force he had just received didn't answer.
The blonde man shook him and looked at him with stern eyes which contrasted the softness they had. Sasuke finally answered "in my house you fucktard, get the hell off!" and with that he shoved the man off of him in one push. He was stronger than his scrawny arms made him out to be. He continued "wow what a way to show gratitude. You'd think you'd be kissing my feet after the shit I had to go through for you last night". The blonde man, now on his back, began to slowly recall the events. He could remember the taste of blood and the feeling of falling, as he got up and looked at sasuke, he remembered seeing him, looking closely at sasuke's face a shocking image flood into his mind. The feeling of sasuke's lips, yes he had kissed this boy. He's face shot bright red and as he staggered to his feet he was at a loss for words. He didn't completely remember the events of last night but he figured if this guy had the courtesy to bring him back to his house then maybe he wasn't all bad. He wanted to say thank you but a cold breeze on his skin reminded him of his loss of clothes. "Why am I naked?" he asked shyly.
"You were soaked from last night ..." sasuke noticed the embarrassment that was beaming from the man's face and quickly added "don't worry it's not a pretty sight for me either" he lied. The man looked almost offended by that comment, but somehow relieved that was the only reason his clothes were off.
"I can give some of my clothes, I don't really mind. Yours are still kind off wet" sasuke said.
"Thanks …"the man replied." You don't really have to go that far "he added
"it's fine, I'm only repaying a debt this isn't because I have a kind heart and shit "sasuke trying to project an "I don't really give a crap" attitude, but honestly he was more than grateful. This guy had done what everyone around him ran away from.
"Yeah about last night..." the man started " what actually happened ?"
sasuke stared at him in awe for a moment and then looked away and frowned a little . " a bunch of stuff dude " sasuke answered . " it's a long story , but I think we should continue talking after you get some clothes on " . The man blushed again as he tried to cover himself with his tanned arms. "I'm sasuke by the way ".
"I am naruto ".

After sasuke had gotten the man some clothes which fit incredible well for a grown man. They both went downstairs. Naruto looked at the clock, which had just struck noon. "Shouldn't you be at school?" he asked.
"Who'd take care of your sorry ass if I was?" sasuke answered. "How old are you any way? Wouldn't your folks be concerned about you bringing a man you hardly know home?" naruto quizzed again. "I'm age nunya business and I'm sure they are turning in the graves knowing a brought a boy home ". Sasuke answered. "Man "naruto corrected "I'm sorry by the way ...about that". "yeah what do you care?" sasuke asked harshly." well I know how it is to lose your family, being alone ain't easy, it can get pretty rough ".

The thing sasuke hated the most was the air of understanding. He hated when people tried to say the understood what he was going through. It made him unstable." How the fuck would you know anything about me?" he said coldly. "Well fact is I don't know shit about you, teme! I'm just trying not to be a dick to you in your own house " naruto replied now peeved. " well you fucked that up didn't you , you dobe ."
"my name is not dobe you little dickhead"
"well mine isn't teme , arsehole" (heed)
"you know what I don't need this shit , I shouldn't even be here anyway . Just tell me what happened yesterday so I can fuck off "
Sasuke then remembered the events of yesterday and he cooled down immediately. He was embarrassed he had just flared up to his hero. "I'm sorry …"sasuke apologised as he looked down. "I just hate when people do shit like that."
"shit like what?" naruto asked.
"Trying to understand my situation and shit "sasuke couldn't believe how open he was being "my parents death wasn't usual, so people just say shit like they understand "he was telling his feeling to this stranger. He hadn't ever felt this kind of trust for any one since his parents died.
"It's cool teme. You don't need to go on." naruto assured him.
"Well someshit went down at the bar last night with some fucktards , we got in a fight and you stuck up for me . you were too hammered to even stand up straight so I figured I should repay a debt." He figured he had a bad case of nightingale syndrome, He didn't mention about the kiss. " is that all?" naruto asked .
" yeah" sasuke assured him
but naruto was sure about the kiss but he didn't want to ask incase he was just imagining it . he wouldn't accept he was attracted to a younger person another of his gender no les. " well I should probably get going " naruto said as he walked toward the big brown door he reckoned was the front door" thanks teme" . sasuke realised the name was going to stick . "it's not teme ! its sa-" as he said that , naruto slipped and hit the floor , he had tripped on the edge of a rug . " sasuke laughed and hurried to him . attempting to help him up , while still laughing hysterically he also slipped, mouth wide open on naruto , whose mouth was also open, and just for a brief moment they tasted each other. Before quickly pulling apart. It as a nostalgic feeling that made the both of them turn red and stare at each other.
the front door swung up "UCHIHA YOU ARE TARDY AGAIN!" a familiar grey headed man called . he was surprised to see his famed student on top of a blonde , blushing in the hall way . naruto quickly got up , pushing sasuke away and ran out the door. Kakashi stared in awe for a moment , he had nothing to say . The blonde was cute and who was he to judge?


Leave me some reviews , will be appreciate as i wait for my next inspiration to roll by. next chapter A clear motive