"If Itachi finds out about the tattoo, he's gonna get really mad," Sasuke mumbled as he hid it under the thick sporty wristband. He and Naruto had bought matching ones to hide the tattoo around family and school.

"Whatever, when we're 18 he can't say anything!" Naruto grinned and kissed his boyfriend's cheek sweetly. Sasuke sighed, still not believing the tattoos were such a good idea.

Itachi's friend, Pain, was a tattoo artist. He did the tattoos for them even though they were underage. Just with the promise of not telling Itachi.

"I swear, I can't keep my hands off you, senpai," Naruto teased, grabbing his boyfriend's waist and making him straddle him on the bed. Sasuke blushed slightly, trying to act calm as he felt Naruto's erection under him.

"You're gonna get us both in trouble someday, dobe," Sasuke whispered against his lips, before the blonde kissed him deeply. They felt so happy in each other's arms, it felt so right to be together.

So right.

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"Guys, I really can't thank you enough for helping me out," Naruto sighed, leaning his arms against the counter top behind him. He had asked his friends to help him take care of Menma. Gaara said Neji knew how to make a really good stew that would get the boy back on his feet in no time.

"No problem, Naruto, you can count on us," Gaara said, looking over his boyfriend's shoulder. Neji glanced at him wordlessly, but continued stirring the stew he was currently making.

"I can't believe you only fed him cake when he's sick," Neji mumbled, tasting a spoonful and giving the blonde a disapproving look. "His stomach needs something warm."

Naruto really hated how inexperienced he was. He had been taking care of Menma long enough, he should know these things. He pouted and rubbed the side of his arm lightly. "At least I gave him hot chocolate. I have taken this day off to nurse him, my poor baby only got worse..."

Gaara and Neji exchanged a look, and just kept silent for some moments with only the bubbling of the stew could be heard. The three of them were in the kitchen, while Menma was sleeping in his room.

"How old were you, Naruto, when you got him?" The redhead asked after a while, breaking the silence. Naruto hummed, looking back at those days. He was really young then. He met the two's eyes, and both were waiting for an answer. He actually got Menma just before graduation.

"Um... I was 17."

Neji gaped in disbelief. "What?! You mean... in high school? Why didn't you tell me?!"

"Calm down Neji... Don't take it personally, I didn't tell anyone about it. You know I was going through a really though time..." Naruto explained, hoping his friend would nunderstand. Neji shut his lips tightly and turned away from him.

"Unbelievable..." He muttered as he went back to his original task.

Naruto felt really guilty at that moment, because he knew Neji would be hurt by it. He took a look at Gaara, who had his arms crossed, but did not comment on it. He supposed Gaara was indifferent about it. It seemed he was more interested in Menma's upbringing.

"Did you take care of him alone?"

"Nah. I lived with my godparent at that time. You know he was very supportive and helped me raising him for a year. He had a lot of connections and it was easy for me to start working after that, I was on my own at the age of 18," Naruto explained, and just then he heard a sound coming from Menma's bedroom. He quickly went to check.

Menma had rolled to the side, the wet cloth previously placed on his forehead rolling to the side. Naruto went to his bed, and placed a hand on his forehead. The boy just hummed lowly, but otherwise he looked like he was in deep sleep. The blonde stroked his hair and kissed the top of it. He tucked him in more comfortably and decided to let Menma sleep till the food was ready.

When he made it back to the kitchen, he caught the couple whispering secretively to each other. Naruto arched a brow and entered silently. Neji quickly smiled innocently at their friend, while Gaara sent him a smirk.

The blonde silently took out the cake Neji had brought him the day before and placed it on the table. "Do you guys of you want some?" He asked.

Gaara bit his bottom lip for a moment. "By the way, you do realize that Mr. Hot and Handsome lives next door?"

Naruto chocked on his forkful of strawberry cake. The couple laughed at their friend's priceless expression. Naruto glared at them and wiped his mouth. "What about him?" He muttered irritated. Gaara had purposely used the nickname Naruto gave Sasuke in high school. Damn him.

"How do you feel about it?" Neji turned off the stove, letting the stew boil on its own. Naruto took another bite of the cake, resting his chin on his palm as he chewed. He had a hurt look in his eyes.

"I don't know... A part of me still can not believe it's actually him."

Neji sat next to him on the small kitchen table. There was a clear change of atmosphere in the kitchen. Naruto met the grey eyes and sighed. Gaara rested his hands on his lover's shoulders, clearly interested in the new topic.

"Have you talked to him?"

Naruto bit the inside of his cheek, feeling quite emotional. It happened every time someone even mentioned his name. "Yeah, kinda..." He murmured. "He hasn't changed much... well except maybe..." He blushed.

"He's really hot, isn't he?" Gaara teased, receiving a half-hearted glare from both males.

"It doesn't matter, I don't care about him... He sure as hell doesn't care about me. I am just forced to see him since he works in the kindergarten Menma attends," Naruto stuffed his mouth with more cake. His heart was beating so fast and he just wanted it to stop.

"Ouch..." Neji looked up at Gaara, who just shrugged his shoulders. Both felt sorry for the blonde. Being in his shoes must be really though.

"Do you guys talk to him?" Naruto managed to ask. Back then, Sasuke used to be friends with both of them, especially Gaara.

"Sometimes," Neji sighed, taking a piece of the cake and chewing. "But he's so rude."

"That's not new," Naruto commented. "He was rude to me even when we... dated."

"Yeah, but it's worse now," Gaara explained. "We do ask him out for drinks occasionally, he's more relaxed when he's tipsy. Hanging out with a sober Sasuke is a pain, he is quite arrogant."

"Even more now, as he is a professional model and stuff," Neji rolled his eyes. That seemed to stir Naruto.

"Really? He is a model?" The blonde decided it kind of suited him.

"Yeah, he said he moved in this part of town so he could avoid fans. He said nobody suspects a model to be living here."

Naruto brutally massacred the rest of the cake with his fork. Talking about Sasuke started to piss him off. "Whatever. I don't give a shit about him anymore." Suddenly, his eyes glazed, and out of nowhere he started whispering. "He hurt me too much... how could he...?" Naruto mumbled.

Neji and Gaara exchanged a look.

"I don't understand how he could-"

"It's okay Naruto," Neji placed a hand on his friend's shoulder and squeezed gently. "We don't have to talk about him, he never deserved you."

"But really... Didn't I give him everything?" Naruto whispered, thinking back to that awful night his whole life turned upside down. "I loved him more than I loved myself... But I guess even that wasn't enough for him..."

Neji rose from his chair and hugged a surprised Naruto. He could feel the body tremble, and the brunette held him tightly. "Forget him, Naruto... He's not worth it..." Neji whispered comfortingly.

Naruto nodded weakly, and pulled back. Gaara felt bad for making Naruto talk about Sasuke. He knew about their break up. The whole school had known about it. He should have known better than digging down old wounds.

"Yeah, you're right. I guess I'm still wondering why Sasuke did what he did..." Naruto ran his fingers through his hair. Neji again comforted him. He wanted to say that the thing with Sasuke was just a high school relationship. But even he knew that what they shared was so much more real than that.

Soon the conversation changed, and it was completely forgotten as they chatted happily. The couple stayed for a while, before they left.

Menma woke up around five, and Naruto brought him the stew Neji made for him. The boy rubbed his eyes tiredly as his father made him sit up. Naruto rested a couple of fluffy pillows against the headboard, helping his son rest comfortably against it.

"You have to eat up, Menma, to get better," Naruto sat next to him, smiling as he carefully stirred the bowl. Menma nodded, parting his small lips as the blonde blew slightly on a spoonful of stew and brought it to his mouth. Menma chewed carefully, his cheeks flushed as he smiled at the taste.

"Is it good?" Naruto asked.

Menma nodded, happily opening his mouth so his father could feed him. Naruto felt a wave of emotion flow through him as he watched how much his son liked the homemade cooking. Menma did not get very much of that. Naruto started wondering if maybe it was best for Menma to get a mother. It was important to have that kind of affection, too.

But I don't want to be with a woman, I'm gay.

And his birthmother never wanted anything to do with us.

I guess I really need to find some time for cooking classes.

Eventually, Menma finished the bowl. Naruto ruffled his hair carefully, telling him how much of a good boy he was for finishing everything. "How are you feeling, baby?"

"I feel dizzy..." Menma mumbled after shrugging his shoulders. Naruto held his hand gently and thought of what to do. His boy looked a bit better than yesterday, he would be fine soon. He just had to rest a bit more.

"I will give you your medicine soon," Naruto said, laughing at the displeased pout on Menma's lips. He suddenly got an urge to spoil him. "Is there anything you want? I can take a quick trip to the grocery store downstairs," a tan hand reached to stroke some of the black strands behind his ear.

Menma shrugged. Naruto gave him a playful smile. "Come on, you don't want ice cream, candy, or anything?"

The blue eyes seemed to widen at that, and Naruto had to laugh again. "I want!" He said. "I want both!" He grinned happily.

Naruto kissed the top of his head and rose up. "Okay, I will buy cookies too. But Menma, promise me you will stay in the bed, right? I will be back in less than ten minutes."

Menma nodded, sliding back to the sheets. Naruto tucked him in and nuzzled his nose with his lovingly. He found his keys and wallet and locked the front door as he left. The grocery store was just under them, it would not take long. He trusted nothing would happen to Menma the minutes he was gone.

He took a shopping basket when the entered the store, going directly to the sweets. Naruto gave Menma more candy than an average parent would. He always gave him when his son wanted some, and even offered to buy every time Menma was sad or not feeling well. Maybe it was because Naruto was still too young and easily gave in to the puppy eyes.

The blonde picked some lollipops, chocolate, pocky and strawberry cookies. He decided to buy a bit and just store it in the kitchen. He also got him a box of chocolate ice cream and one of vanilla. "What else do I need?" Naruto mumbled to himself, throwing some green-tea, coffee and rice in the basket.

Just as he passed the health care section, he spotted a familiar figure. Naruto gaped as he saw Sasuke with a white haired male. The unknown man had his arms around Sasuke in a way that suggested they were definitely not friends.

Just as Naruto decided to walk past them, Sasuke's pretty eyes met his. The blonde felt his heart skip a beat at the eye-contact. For a moment, he wondered if maybe he should greet the raven. Being nice never hurt, right? But what came next made Naruto's cheeks turn red.

Sasuke kept looking at Naruto as he locked his arms around that man and kissed him right in front of him. As if he was trying to piss him off on purpose. Sasuke smirked into the kiss when Naruto glared at him and turned around to leave.

"Ugh, PDA," he muttered.

Suigetsu was a bit surprised by the kiss, but let it happen nonetheless. He felt Sasuke pull back quickly.

"Wow, I never thought you would let me kiss you in public," he smirked.

The raven rolled his eyes and pushed Suigetsu off him. He turned around to grab the pack of condoms and lube he originally came to buy. Suigetsu placed his hands on Sasuke's hips and leaned close to his ear.

"Don't you think I didn't notice you kissed me to piss of that blonde guy. Who is he?" The purple-eyed boy asked carefully. His hands squeezed his sides possessively.

"None of your freaking business," Sasuke commented, placing the contents in the basket that was on the floor. Suigetsu hugged his waist and whined unhappily. He really did not like how little Sasuke actually respected him, or even cared about him. But he tolerated it, he knew the Uchiha had no problems getting rid of him if he displeased him.

"By the way, we have to be quick, I have a photo shoot session to attend."

"Oh yeah, your modelling job," Suigetsu sighed. He was unhappy to know he only had limited time to spend with Sasuke.

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"Just like that, perfect," the photographer praised, clicking the camera consistently. Sasuke posed to the camera. The lights in the studio and the flash from the camera almost blending him. He had done professional modelling for years, so he was used to it.

Sasuke changed pose, holding his hat with one hand and holding his hip with the other. The director praised him again, and the photographer was quick to catch all the perfect angles as the clicking of the camera continued. Sasuke was very easy to work with, and the staff loved him.

"Excellent, Sasuke, perfect," the photographer commented. "Look a little to left, that's gorgeous."

Sasuke felt his neck, back and legs burn from forcing them in uncomfortable positions. He endured another hour of constant change of clothes or a make up fix. Eventually, the session came to an end, and Sasuke could finally breath out a sigh of relief.

"Well done everybody!"

The raven did not bother joining in the praising the staff always threw at each other after every session. He went to his wardrobe and changed back to his clothes. His manager, Kakashi, greeted him soon after and offered a drive home.

"You were really great out there, Sasuke," Kakashi smiled, opening the car door for him.

"I'm not a woman," Sasuke spat at him and sat on the passenger seat. Kakashi chuckled and went to the driver's seat.

"Sorry, I guess it's just a habit of mine," Kakashi commented and started to drive. Sasuke did not say anything, just gazed out the window. Kakashi noted that the boy was much more distant today than usual.

"What's your pretty mind thinking about?"

Sasuke spared him a side-glance, not answering. He was not thinking about anything in particular. He was really tired and just wanted to relax. Maybe he really needed to be with someone right now. The raven hated the thought of being alone in his apartment.

Suddenly, he felt a hand on his thigh as they neared his place. Sasuke met his manager's eyes, and the man winked at him. Black gaze landed on the hand on his thigh and he sighed dramatically. His and Kakashi's relationship was not exactly professional.

"Fine, but leave once we're finished," Sasuke answered the wordless question and went back to the window.

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Sasuke was facing the ceiling as his eyes glazed over. Pale fingers clutched the bedsheets tightly as the pressure between his thighs grew. Kakashi had his hands on either side of Sasuke's face as he fucked the younger boy into the mattress.

"Ahh... fuck," Sasuke closed his eyes, feeling the man hit his prostate. This felt nice, it really did, but somehow... it did not feel right. Kakashi was touching him in all the right places. He grabbed his thighs and buried his face in his neck. It was rough, intense, it got Sasuke moaning... but it still did not feel right at all.

Kakashi tried to kiss Sasuke, but the raven turned his face away and refused. Maybe something really was wrong with him. He covered his eyes with his arm and panted heavily.

What the heck is wrong with me?

Why doesn't this feel good anymore?

Maybe I am just not in the mood tonight...

Yeah, that must be it.

"I'm gonna come..." Kakashi groaned into his ear, and that made Sasuke's eyes widen. Usually, he came with his partners. Why couldn't he bring himself to come? Kakashi was even stroking his cock as he fucked him, that always got him off.

Kakashi moaned as he spilled his release into the condom. Sasuke shivered slightly, but he still didn't come. The older man kissed his neck and pulled out. He was also confused as to why Sasuke had not come yet, he guessed he must be really tired.

"I will get you off, don't worry, gorgeous," Kakashi kissed down his chest.

"You make me sick, don't call me that," Sasuke muttered, leaning back. Kakashi stroked his almost flawless pale thighs. They had a faint scar on the right one, from self-harm presumably. Kakashi focused on his erection and took it in his mouth as he spread the pretty boy's legs further.

Sasuke stared emptily at the ceiling, his hand resting on top of grey hair. As the man sucked him, he started seeing... things. He saw blonde hair and blue eyes. Sasuke quickly shook his head and closed his eyes, but he could still see them.

His loving eyes...

That beautiful smile...

Golden hair...

Goofy personality...

Tan skin...

Strong arms...

Kakashi sucked him harder, and let his fingers play with the pink nipples. Sasuke arched off the bed, he was still seeing him.

He thought back to the way he used to touch him...

How he used to slip his hand inside his underwear under the table when they ate lunch with their friends.

How he pressed his body against the bathroom wall as he fucked him.

"Ahh..."

How he kept eye contact with him as he bent him in half and licked his most private parts.

How he made him beg, moan, writhe, scream as he took him in the single-sized bed of his bedroom.

"Ahh... Naruto!" Sasuke groaned as he reached a mind-blowing orgasm. He felt extreme tingles of pleasure through his whole body, and his eyes were clenched tightly. Kakashi let go of his trembling legs and wiped his mouth.

Sasuke was still coming down from his high, panting and shaking lightly. That felt really good. When the world started to make sense again, Sasuke sat up, his half-lidded eyes meeting Kakashi's.

"Who's Naruto?" Kakashi asked, he had never heard this name before. Sasuke looked at him confused, then felt his whole face turn red as he realized he might have screamed his name out.

"Uh... N-nobody..."

Kakashi did not look convinced, but decided not to comment more. Everyone who knew Sasuke knew better than to piss him off. He focused instead on the scar on the boy's thigh.

"Is that a scar?"

"What a rude question," Sasuke muttered, wondering if he should kick Kakashi out now or later. When the white-haired man seemed to still wait for an answer, he sighed irritated.

"Wanna know the tragic story behind that scar? There was once a boy who was in a happy relationship, until a day everything changed and he fell into a horrible depression. He tried to cut himself, to relieve some of the pain the break up with his ex-boyfriend caused him. His brother stopped him from harming himself further, that's why his legs are not covered in ugly scars. Sad, isn't it? Let's all cry and feel sorry for him. Okay, now you know, the front door is over there."

With that, Sasuke covered himself with the thick comforter and tried to block out everything around him. Kakashi stared at him blankly. The sad part was that he actually did feel sorry for him. Anyone with working eyes could see this boy was depressed.

He got an urge to comfort Sasuke, but he knew there was no point in even trying. Sasuke did not want him that way. Kakashi was quick to put on his clothes and leave.

When Sasuke heard the front door close, he started to cry. It was all too much. Why did Naruto have to come back into his life? Had he not destroyed it enough?

The scar and tattoo always reminded him of his past. Of Naruto, and how meaningless his life felt. Naruto had permanently marked himself on his body... and his heart and mind. Did he really moan his name when he came?

Or worse... he came because he thought of him?

Sasuke shakily grabbed his phone, his vision blurry as he called his brother. He decided to stop sleeping around with men from now on. He needed a new way to find comfort. One that did not leave him feeling empty the whole night.

"Hello? Ototou, you do realize it's midnight, right?" Sasuke felt better once he heard Itachi's voice.

"Itachi..." Sasuke sobbed, wiping the tears frustrated. "I need you... Please, spend the night with me..."

The other end was silent for a moment, before he heard a sigh. "Why do I have a feeling this is about Naruto?"

"Just come over," Sasuke felt really pathetic, but no one else got to see this side of him but Itachi. The mention of Naruto's name made his heart twist painfully.

"Okay, honey, I will be there soon."


AN:

Omg... writing smut that doesn't involve Naruto fucking Sasuke senseless really doesn't feel right Dx At least, my NaruSasu smut will be much more detailed and hotter, which will be coming later ;D

Any thoughts about this chapter?

Not much NaruSasu here, but I promise that there will be a lot of that in the next chapters!

Ugh. School is starting soon v_v I guess the only comfort is the Junjou Romantica season 3! And writing this story of course :3

Next chapter will be up very soon! Thanks for the support,

-YaoiKitty