Title: Three Loves For Naruto

Pairing: Sasuke/Naruto, Sai/Naruto, Naruto/Kiba

Rating: M

Summary: Naruto's stranded in New York City, trying to find his fiancée. Luckily, he is with charming company, the author Sasuke Uchiha, and his publisher Sai Satoshi. Cupid's struck arrows to their hearts, but who will capture Naruto's?

Disclaimer: I wouldn't write about them if I had them.

Notes: Woot! We've hit the fourth chapter! Thank you all! *sends so much love to all of you readers*


Chapter Four

The following morning, Naruto woke up earlier than the other two males while Kyuubi padded after him as he walked throughout Sasuke's apartment. He made his way to the living room, seeing the novelist blissfully asleep, and a contented smile on his face. He had to wonder if the poor man had ever smiled at any other time except while he was sleeping. His fox moved closer to the novelist, going so far as to almost get on top of him, until Naruto snatched him up.

"No. You cant go and bug him. He looks like he's very tired. Let him rest." He held the fox close to his chest as he wandered off into the kitchen. He had to hand it to Sasuke, this place was awesome. He had state of the art kitchenware and appliances. What he didn't count on was seeing a cook at the countertop reading a newspaper. "Um…" Well this was a bit awkward. He knew that the men he was crashing with were rich, but not that kind of rich.

The cook looked up from his interesting read and smiled up at the blond. "I take it you're ready for breakfast, sir?" Naruto nodded, sitting on the opposite side of the countertop. "Let's see, how about some scrabbled eggs, pancakes, and hash browns? Oh…we need some bacon in here as well. As for that red and furry thing you got there, it can have some sausages." Naruto sat at the counter, just watching as the cook did his duties, making it a spectacle for his amusement.

He didn't know when Sasuke was wandering in behind him, but the cook turned with a good natured smile on his face as he handed Naruto his plate. "Good morning, Mr. Uchiha." Naruto nearly choked on his eggs as he turned around to find a sleepy Sasuke ruffling his own hair and one eye open. Naruto had to control the impulse to blush as he kept looking and turned around quick as Sasuke sat beside him. How was he going to get over living with a man like this for the time being?

"Morning Chouji." Sasuke blinked a few times before looking to his right and finding Naruto there, like he forgot he was even there. "Oh, you're here too." Chouji set his plate before him and another plate in front of the fox before taking off to another part of the apartment. Naruto's eyes narrowed at Sasuke's comment, but just returned to his breakfast that was better than anything he had ever had in his life. And that was really saying something since Naruto was from the south and had a lot of good food. "So, you are going to work for Sai today. Good luck with that, and don't let him do anything stupid."

Naruto couldn't resist the temptation of teasing the novelist. He smirked as Sasuke was eating his breakfast and casually said, "Does this mean you care for me, Sasuke? How admirable!" And then pretended to swoon as said novelist nearly choked on his food. Naruto received a harsh glare as he snickered and Kyuubi waved one of his tails, as if he was amused right alongside his owner. "Oh, don't give me that look. I'm just messin' is all. Don't take things to heart or else you'll have a heart attack or something. No need to be serious."

Sasuke fought the urge to roll his eyes. "I like the way I am. I highly doubt it will put me at risk for a heart attack. I am not as stressed as you may think I am."

"On the contrary, he is always stressed out." Both men and the fox turned their attentions to the newcomer who lived right next door. Sasuke turned away scowling at his breakfast like it did something particularly foul to him. He was regretting the decision of letting Sai be his publisher day after day.

"What are you doing here?" Sasuke asked, not turning around to look at Sai. Instead he began eating again and staring hard in front of him at the sink.

"I came to see Naruto of course. I hope you are working on your newest manuscript. Also, Sakura called. She told me she will be here tonight seeing as she returned from visiting an away patient. I do not know if she will be bringing Tsunade in tow, but you should be prepared for that." Sasuke clutched the fork in his hands like it was someone's neck, and bent the top of it in his rising anger.

Kyuubi padded over to him, climbing on top of his head, and swished his tails around his neck in order to calm him down. Naruto was confused as to why Kyuubi would do this for someone who was not his master, and petted him while on top of Sasuke's head. The author merely sighed, not making any moves to take the fox off of him, and Naruto's arm was just a bit too close to his skin for them to make contact. And after creating a rule in his head that he won't touch Naruto ever again, not after that awkward handshake from before, he doesn't want to break that. And so he moved slightly to the left, as Naruto was still petting the fox.

Naruto fell right onto the floor because his balance is absolutely superb. The bang that signaled the fall was enough to wake up an entire country, and Sai rushed to pick him up even though he was thoroughly amused. Naruto on the other hand was not amused and the moment he stood up, he was glaring at Sasuke as if he were the Uchiha and not the one he was glaring at.

"What the hell is your problem?" He yelled, hands balled into fists, while Sai looked on with interest. If he was going to punch Sasuke this morning, it would give him a proper show.

"What? That was an accident. Maybe you shouldn't be so close or so clumsy." He returned the glare with just as much dislike as Naruto had in his eyes. All the while Kyuubi was still perched on Sasuke head like some fuzzy and fluffy hat that he purchased. Sasuke got up, putting his plate in the sink and exited the room, bumping his shoulder into Sai. "Take him for the whole day if she's coming. I don't want anyone here."

Naruto was still fuming, ready to go after him, but Sai was able to wrap his arm around Naruto's neck and that made him stop. "What the hell?"

"He needs to be alone to think. Come, get dressed, and you'll start on the house. I didn't lie when I said I would have you as my housekeeper. You'd be like my little housewife, how's that sound?" Instead of Sasuke being the one punched, Sai ended up cradling his nose after a swift uppercut from a fuming Naruto was given to him. "At least we know he's strong…" He sniffed as Naruto exited the kitchen in much the same fashion the novelist did. They didn't know each other for long, but they were picking up habits from one another. That was a bad thing.


"You'll start off with the living room and then work your way around to…well, everywhere. I will be attending a meeting that Sasuke has had the full pleasure of putting out of his mind, in order to prepare for Sakura's arrival. You won't have to go over there for anything until you rest, and that is if he allows that." Sai paused to look at his blonde housekeeper. Naruto wore some slacks and a buttoned up shirt, whereas the publisher wished he had on a little maid outfit, that would have been hell for his housekeeper, but Sai couldn't resist imagining him in it anyway.

"Why is Sasuke so frustrated about this girl? Is he trying to get away from her?" Kyuubi made it's presence known by crawling up onto Naruto's shoulder and nuzzling him. He was an affectionate little thing with a streak for some trouble, and the gears in his head were turning concerning his master and that other man with the temper. He wasn't too fond of Sai, but that was only because his master was not found of him.

"Sakura is trying to marry him, and Sasuke will have none of it. He's not the marriage type, if you had not noticed. He hardly likes it when anyone that is not himself is in his house. Even the people that work there are there during certain times. And he doesn't speak to the lot of them. Anyway, you'll find everything you need here in the closet." Sai opened one of the closets, and a few brooms and a mop came flying out of it. He was nearly crushed by all the stuff, except that Naruto was able to rush and grab him, and pull him back.

"Close one." Naruto said as Sai was laid out on top of him, his back facing him, but his head tilted back in an awkward position, like he could have kissed him right there.

Sai raised his hand, aware of the close contact, and let his hand drift through Naruto's hair. The blonde blushed, remembering when Kiba used to do that to him, and was about to push him away. He didn't however, not at first. He liked the sensation of someone running their fingers through his hair, and they stayed that way for a few moments.

Until Sasuke walked into the house, and found them in that position. "What the hell is going on?" Naruto pushed Sai off of him ungracefully and got up off the floor like it bit him in the ass.

"S-Sasuke!" Naruto's face was flushed, like he was just finished kissing Sai, and caught red handed. At least, that's what it looked like from Sasuke's perspective, and his eyes narrowed. "It's not what it looks like. He-I-the closet's full of shit and almost collapsed on him." Sai was getting off the floor now and dusting off his clothing, like he did nothing wrong. If that damned Uchiha hadn't made his entrance, he would have probably been able to kiss Naruto, despite his mind looking like it was elsewhere.

He almost stole a kiss. And the Uchiha cockblocked him. Damn.

"So, why does it look like you were doing something you shouldn't have. Do I have to keep an eye on you?"

Naruto's blush grew from a light tint of pink to an almost impossible red. "What do you mean? I haven't done a damn thing. You know what-I'm just gonna start cleaning now." He picked up the mop and went straight into the bathroom, feeling that place was significantly safer than it was out in the living room…for now anyway. And he had no idea why he was so ashamed to be caught by Sasuke in such a position. He turned on the faucet, letting the water run and thought about the fact that Kiba was nowhere to be found, and now that he had a job working for Sai, he had no idea when he would get to try and find him again.

He was so screwed.

Back in the living room, Sai was still adjusting his clothing like nothing was amiss, and Sasuke grabbed him his suit jacket. "Are you out of your mind? Do you have any idea what you could have just done? Leave him be, Satoshi." He let him go, shoving him away while Sai snickered.

"What does it matter to you?" They could both hear the water running freely, possibly drowning them both out to Naruto now. "You're probably going to marry Sakura anyway. You've got yourself a dainty little wife. And you could care less about him. Unless…Sasuke, you really have chosen the other side, have you? He is quite a catch if I do say so myself-"

"Shut up. That is not the reason, and you know it. He's going to be married soon as well or did you forget that?" Sasuke was at his limit already, imagining some foreign woman who would be kissing Naruto in happiness with a long flowing dress, standing there at the altar and looking at him lovingly, it made Sasuke sick to his stomach and so he sneered at Sai. "Look, you are to leave him alone. There is no reason for you to be doing this."

"Sorry, Sasuke but there is nothing I can tell you that will make me change my ways. I will have him, and you will have Sakura. That is all there is to it. All's fair in love and war. Get over yourself. I have meeting, and I must hop to it." Sai momentarily touched his nose, almost as an afterthought that he was going to be punched again from the look that the novelist was giving him.

Somehow he managed to leave his apartment without another scuffle, but Sasuke stood in the middle of the apartment looking at the mess. Sai really needed to get his priorities straightened out. Oh well, no matter. With Naruto cleaning, he should be able to walk through the house and expect it to be spick and span. One last look towards the bathroom, Sasuke licked his lips and shook his head. Why was he trying to protect the blonde from his publisher? It shouldn't concern him at all.

He turned, and left the apartment to his own, so he could dwell on things he shouldn't until nightfall.

Naruto cleaned and cleaned and cleaned until he felt like his body was going to ache from all the cleaning he did. He stopped to take his break of course, but with the silence and his mind going off all together, he just had to go right back to cleaning to make it stop. He was having so much trouble within this city for no good reason! He wanted to find Kiba so they can hitch a train back home, and then get hitched like the damn good couple they were. His stepfather was going to be there and give him away, and he and Kiba would have a nice good life together.

Why couldn't he just have that already?

He sighed as the mop fell to the floor as he was scrubbing the living room floor clean. He'd finished every other room in the apartment, but since this one was so vast, he decided to leave it for last. He was getting tired already, and thinking about going next door back to Sasuke's was a big no-no. He was supposed to stay at Sai's all night. What if the creeper did something else besides almost kiss him? Well, Naruto was going to have to give him a knuckle sandwich that's for sure.

Naruto was drifting off and singing to himself as he continued to clean. His thoughts switched from finding Kiba to wondering what was going on between him and Sasuke and why Kyuubi was so attached to him. Seeing as the fox went back to following Sasuke, even though Naruto was his owner, supposedly. Maybe that damn fox just followed people he thought were so damn attractive. And that thought set off a compare and contrast of Kiba and Sasuke. How that even happened, he didn't know, but one thing was for sure, they were both hot with their shirts off.

Only, Kiba had a more feral countenance that Naruto hadn't liked at first. They fought and called each other names. They tried to kick each other's asses for the longest time, and somehow became the best of friends. Then that grew to love, and here he was, trying to find the man he loved in a huge sprawling city with so many people there probably wasn't a justifiable number for it. Only that it equated to over a few millions. In just the city alone.

Then he thought about Sasuke some more. The brooding romance novelist who barely liked his publisher/editor, and lived right next door. The same guy he had told off at a pit stop on the way to New York, and had found his apartment thanks to the editor who wanted to jump his bones. There was something about Sasuke that kept catching him off guard. He wasn't like Kiba who was an open book, and so being in the city and away from everyone else without a word was absolutely frustrating, but he was really…quiet and mysterious.

Naruto realized he wanted to know more about Sasuke. He didn't know if that was a good or bad thing, especially with the way that things had been going for him lately. Arriving on some stranger's doorstep who takes you in, even though you have a pet that follows him around, and do nothing but argue with him or ogle his body-oh no, it's bad to go down that road. Sasuke was hot, and he knew it, but there was no way for Naruto to keep thinking about it. Even though, his ears were burning just from the mention of it in his mind.

This whole thing was just maddening.


Around six o' clock, Sai finally returned to his apartment, exhausted from having to deal with certain people at the company. He was amazed to see that there was dinner on the table, and an uncertain Naruto looking out the window of the kitchen. Sai sat beside him, touching Naruto's head, and running his fingers through his hair.

It scared the shit out of Naruto, and so his instinct was to smack. Which he did. Really hard.

Sai's face hurt for the remainder of dinner and his housekeeper apologized profusely. "It s alright. I should have warned you; I thought you might have heard me come in however. Perhaps it's not safe to assume things." Naruto sat there red faced while eating. He kept hitting Sai, and it was just unfair. The poor guy was going to have too many bruises before Naruto ever left the city.

An hour later, the two of them settled down to watch television together. Naruto didn't want to be too close to Sai, in case he tried any funny business, and so they were on the opposite sides of the couch. They could hear laughter and not one, but two women in Sasuke's home, and Naruto pulled a pillow to his chest. He didn't understand what was going on with him now that he could hear someone in Sasuke's home having a good time. Maybe it was because Kyuubi still hadn't shown up to see him since earlier, and he was getting worried.

He also just wanted to sleep in Sasuke's warm bed that smelled like him. Wait, no, not because it smelled like him. Just because it was nice and warm and comfy. Yes. That was the only reason. At least that's what he told himself.

"You're going to have wrinkles and get ugly if you keep doing that. Also, you're going to squeeze the feathers out of the pillow. Would you rather hug me instead?" Naruto threw the pillow at Sai, which connected with his face. He was going to take that as a no.

Meanwhile, in the other apartment, Sasuke was attending to Sakura and Tsunade again. He was back at square one, and this time Tsunade was going to get Sasuke to propose or else there would be no deal. She was not going to have this girl running about looking like a floozy, no, they were going to get married if she had something to say about it.

And Tsunade always had something to say about it. She is a politician after all.

Sasuke was plotting escapes from the second they both set foot in his home. He really and truly never wanted to marry, it just wasn't his style no matter how many romance novels he wrote! The questions that Tsunade kept asking were so intrusive and each and every one was showing exactly how much he did not think marriage was a good idea for anyone. And at some point in the night his mind drifted off to the country bumpkin who was going to get married to some unknown girl, if he found her that is, and he thought that was a bad marriage as well!

Not because he found Naruto to be attractive, or the fact that his fiancee was a good for nothing, because honestly how could you want to give someone like Naruto up for a city like this? If Sasuke was the one who had him under lock and key desperate to marry him, he would have given that a thought, because he wasn't just trying to make them look good, it was because he cared.

Wait. What.

Sasuke scared at his cup of wine with new-found interest. He just admitted that there was something about Naruto he liked, and perhaps the fact that if he were to be getting married to him, he would. He also disliked whoever Naruto's fiancee was, despite not knowing who it is. There was something wrong. Something very, very, very wrong with him and he didn't know what it was.

It is also had something to do with Sai.

Sai Satoshi, his publisher and editor, and the one person who was stuck alone with Naruto probably trying to kiss him again like he did this morning. No! Over Sasuke's dead body would he do that! And so Sasuke rushed over to Sai's apartment, disregarding his guests who left after he did-feeling incredibly insulted, and found Sai and Naruto sitting on the couch. Somehow they had drawn close, but not too close. Just like two old friends who were sitting down to watch Sunday night football, and Sasuke sighed as he looked at them.

Naruto was the first one to see him, and stared at him curiously as if he were a figment of his imagination. "Sasuke?" Came the call, and he sat in between them both, breaking any contact Sai might have had with his housekeeper in bringing him any closer to him.

Sai kept damning the novelist in his mind twenty times over for his intrusion. "What are you doing here?"

There was a bottle of soda, almost empty that Sasuke picked up. "Escaping." He looked at it before setting it down between his feet and leaned back, trying to relax. "I just need to escape." He didn't look to his left or right, imagining the looks that he was getting from the other two men beside him, and felt Naruto shift. He was close, but not too close again, and at some point, the three of them just sat there watching the television.

They all fell asleep together on the couch, and Kyuubi found its way nestled between Naruto and Sasuke, like he belonged there.