Sorry for the wait guys. My summers are hectic. This hasn't been edited by anyone other than me. If you notice mistakes PLEASE tell me. I don't know what my plans for the next few weeks are so I don't know if I'm going to have internet access; which is why I'm uploading now.

Warning: This gets a bit lime-ish... (I think that's what you call it. Veiwer discretion is advised.)

Disclaimer: No. Naruto is not mine.

This was… awkward (to put it lightly) for the two boys, but for the casual observer this would have been deemed hilarious.

Naruto was a very deep shade of red, lying on the floor of his bathroom, dressed in boxers and a shirt, with a very naked Uchiha, hair still wet, on top of him. The silence inside the room was deafening; every breath seemed to resonate. If it weren't for their steadily rising and falling chests, you would have believed you were looking at a picture.

Honestly, the raven wished it were a picture. If it had been, he could have laughed it off, claiming it was a fake, and he was being framed.

Even if it had been someone else he was on, or somewhere else, it would have been okay, he would have made a joke, or an insult, making them feel like they were responsible for themselves being pinned beneath the boy; like they should have been more careful; like they should feel bad for Sasuke, being stuck on top of them. In the end he'd have them on their knees, begging for forgiveness. It could have been funny.

But it wasn't funny, because this was Naruto he was stuck on. Naruto. His teammate, best friend, and rival. The one who he was with more than anyone else. The only one who could get anything even close to a smile from the Uchiha's lips. The only one who wasn't wowed by Sasuke's genius. One of the only people who Sasuke had actually called a friend. The only one Sasuke had ever kissed.

The only one the brunette loved.

Which were basically the two things that Sasuke was thinking of right then.

The fact that he was on top of the boy he was in love with, and the fact that 'accidentally' kissing Naruto would have been no problem.

No problem at all.

He could actually even picture it.

He would lean down and gently press his lips onto the blondes', capturing his lips in a kiss. The blonde would respond happily, asking for entrance into Sasukes mouth. Sasuke would grant his request and reach up to stroke his golden hair, using the other hand to trace a path down Naruto's chest (stopping to circle his nipple with one finger) until he hit the waistband.

He would the brake the contact on the lips and smirk, before slipping his hand into the shorts and-

Sasuke inwardly cursed. What was he thinking of?

Yes he liked the blonde, however this was not that time to be doing that.

He hated the way his body just did that to him.

Kind of.

Only half of him hated it. The other half, the teenager part of him, filled with hormones and murderous intent, liked this. This part of Sasuke liked lying on top of the boy of his dreams, feeling the warm breathe on his neck, thinking of erotic things. This part wanted to go and fulfill his little daydream, and didn't care about the consequences.

The Uchiha part of him, the part filled with pride and an inflated ego, thought that this wasn't right. If someone caught them, the Uchiha name would be forever tarnished. It wanted out, wanted him to leap up and scream at the boy for being beneath him and causing him to be in this predicament in the first place.

It was either he goes with his hormones and does something stupid, or go against his hormones and pass up an incredible chance.

'God damn puberty,' Sasuke thought as he tried to make a decision. 'for making this such a hard choice.'

As the debate continued inside of him, Sasuke couldn't move.

He was frozen on top of a boy, naked and alone.

'I can handle life or death situations, I can kill without hesitation, hell, I can even survive insane fan girls. Yet I can't get off Naruto. Just great. It's like something about him just screws me over.' A mental image filled his head. 'NOT THINKING OF THAT!'

"S-Sasuke?" came the stutter that broke the brunettes train of thought.

"Hn?"

"Ahh." If Sasuke hadn't seen it he wouldn't have believed Naruto could get this red. "I-I'm j-just w-wondering if, ahh…"

"Hn?" 'Genius Sasuke, just genius. If you can make a noise then you can beat this already!' An image Naruto's ass being smacked with a paddle filled his mind. 'DAMN IT! NOT THAT WAY!'

"DO YOU LIKE MEN?"

Sasuke's mind froze. "W-what?"

Naruto was so red he could have rivalled Hinata. Actually, the dobe was beginning to look and talk so much like Hinata that Sasuke was beginning to question if somehow they'd switched bodies. "A-Are you gay?"

Sasuke's eyes widened minutely. "What do you think?"

"Uhhh… Well I think you might be because err…"

Sasuke raised an eyebrow. "Because?"

"You have a bazillion fan girls Sasuke," he started "and instead of doing 'em you run away."

"If I were to do one of them, all of them would want me to do them, and eventually I'm have a (What was it you said? Oh yes. I remember.) 'bazillion' fathers chasing after me for sleeping with their daughters."

"Okay." There was a brief moment of silence. "Well, just so you know, I don't think there's anything wrong with liking men. I mean you're still a person right? It's-"

"Naruto. No."

"Oh… okay then… do you think… you could… get off of me?"

Sasuke had an idea. "No." he stated.

Naruto's jaw dropped. "Why not?"

Sasuke grinned mischievously. He'd just found a way out of this that didn't involve him losing any pride. "I thought you'd be enjoying this. After all, I do believe you're enjoying this." He said, grounding his hips against Naruto's, making the blonde tremble slightly as the Uchiha felt a lump arise in the other boy's pants. "Plus," he said, whispering seductively into his ear. "You're so like my fan girls."

Naruto grounded his teeth together, but couldn't stop another tremble. "I have a crush on Sakura-chan remember? If you've got a crush on a girl you can't be gay!"

Sasuke laughed and continued to irritate that poor boy. "Well, you could be lying." He stated with a smirk. "Maybe you're enjoying this a little more than you'd want me to know."

Sasuke looked into the cerulean eyes and, for once, was insanely thankful for his Uchiha genes. Without them he knew he'd have a major boner right now, perfect for Naruto to see and feel. Just the fact that he could feel Naruto's hardened state against his hip, made him realize that the two touching would have been much too much for him to handle.

"Shut up! Just get off of me teme."

Sasuke only smirked.

"SASUKE GET OFF ME!"

"Okay. Here I was, thinking you were enjoying yourself," commented Sasuke as he slowly climbed off. He smirked to himself as he turned around and grabbed his towel. "Actually, I could feel you enjoying yourself." He said looking over at the blonde whose face was a violent shade of red. He smirked sadistically. "Or were you enjoying me?"

"Shut up teme." Said the blonde as he left the bathroom slamming the door behind him.

Sasuke smirked. The blonde was cute when he was angry.

"Oi. Sasuke." Came the call from behind the door.

"Hn?"

"You owe me ramen."

Sasuke rolled his eyes. "Dobe. I can't go outside remember? Fan girls." He said as he finished getting dressed and began to dry his hair with the towel.

Sasuke felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up; he could feel the blonde grinning widely.

"Well what if your fan girls don't recognize you?"

"They know the clothes I was wearing this morning. Even if I do a henge they'll still know it's me. They're better at seeing through a henge than you are."

Naruto ignored the comment and Sasuke could feel the smile grow. "What if you don't wear those clothes?"

"What are you planning?"

"You'll see."

"What do you mean dobe?"

But the blonde didn't answer; he had already walked away.

And, unfortunately for Sasuke, he did see. He saw perfectly.

Yes. ANOTHER cliff hanger and probably forever until I upload next. I'm a horrible author. I'm trying to make the chapters longer, but you'll have to wait a little bit.

Read and reveiw.

Leh