Disclaimer: Once more, I do not own Naruto, Sasuke, or any of their friends or family members. All I own is this plot, and the various unimportant OCs scattered throughout this story.

Warnings: Lemons. Numerous lemons. Graphic rimming scene (What can I say? I kinda love it .). MAJOR Neji angst. Talk of suicide. OOC Itachi. Use of homophobic slurs. Fluff.

A/N: What's this? An early update from missbip0lar? I honestly thought this chapter would be late as hell. For those of you who don't know (which is probably all of you, honestly), this story has been written and re-written so many times it makes my head spin. The chapters all start in a notebook, and are then revised and re-written onto the computer. This chapter could very well be my longest chapter yet. It weighs in at a massive 62 pages in my notebook. The first lemon itself is 14 pages long! However, having filled up my first notebook with chapters 1-7, chapter 8 began a brand new notebook, and I inadvertently bought wide ruled rather than my preferred college ruled. So I'm not sure if the chapter is really as long as it seems, because my hand-writing is ridiculously huge... Because of the sheer number of pages, I have decided to write a chapter 9, and THEN an epilogue. So, there are two more chapters after this, rather than the one I had planned. Okay, okay, I'm rambling now...

Mood Music: So, while I was writing Neji's scene (which is dark... you have been warned), two songs popped into my head, and I haven't been able to get them out since: "I Dreamed A Dream" and "On My Own", both from Les Miserables. You should live in my head. I swear, it's all yaoi and Broadway up there. On to the chapter!

Added note about the first lemon: I combined Naruto and Sasuke's POV for this scene, because their first time just seemed too epic to be viewed from just Naruto's or just Sasuke's perspective.

-OoOoOoO-

Naruto barged into the apartment, slamming and locking the door behind him. There would be no interruptions this time around. Naruto didn't give a flying fuck how many times their phones rang; all calls would go unanswered tonight. He kicked his shoes off at the door, then made his way to the living room in search of Sasuke. His Sasuke. Finally. As expected, Sasuke was seated on the couch, his nose shoved in a book. Naruto was both pleased and annoyed to find that Sasuke had wasted no time diving into the book Naruto had bought him for his birthday. Naruto just stood there, with his arms crossed, waiting for Sasuke to acknowledge him.

"Can I help you, dobe?" He said at last, not looking up.

"Put the book down, Sasuke," Naruto said at length. "It's time."

"Time for what?" Sasuke asked innocently, still not removing his eyes from the book in his hands.

"Don't play dumb, teme," Naruto snapped, ripping the book from Sasuke's grasp and throwing it across the room.

"I was reading that," Sasuke sighed, finally looking up at Naruto.

"It can wait until I'm done fucking you into oblivion," Naruto growled, jumping on top of Sasuke and kissing him hungrily.

Sasuke's innocent routine faded pretty quickly after that. He wove his hands in Naruto's blond spikes, suddenly desperate to have him closer. Naruto tore Sasuke's shirt open, and buttons flew across the room in every direction.

"Fuck, dobe," Sasuke gritted out. "That was a designer shirt."

"I don't fucking care," Naruto chuckled, kissing Sasuke again.

"Wait," Sasuke said, breaking the kiss once more. "How did the break-up go?"

"God, teme, I never thought I'd have to tell you to shut the hell up for two minutes," Naruto grumbled. "I'll tell you later. I promise. Right now, I just want to focus on us."

"Bedroom?" Sasuke asked, finally getting the hint.

"Yours or mine?" Naruto asked in return.

"Mine," Sasuke answered. "Now."

They stood together and kissed again, running their fingers through one another's hair, just savoring the taste of each other. They groaned in unison, and Sasuke pushed Naruto across the floor toward his bedroom. They removed each other's clothes as they went, and their hands were everywhere, fingers tracing lightly along one another's skin. Naruto stumbled over his discarded pants and boxers as Sasuke shoved him into the room.

Once inside Sasuke's bedroom, they hesitated, almost unsure of what to do now that they had each other naked. Nervousness painted both of their features as their eyes raked over each other's naked forms.

"God, Sasuke," Naruto breathed in awe. "You're the most perfect thing I've ever seen."

"Are you absolutely sure you want to do this?" Sasuke asked, his voice coming out slightly shaky. "If we do this, it will change the dynamics of our relationship forever."

"Teme, are you..." Naruto searched for the right word. "Are you scared?"

"Terrified," Sasuke confessed. "If this relationship doesn't work out, it could be the end of our friendship. Is it worth the risk?"

"Yes," Naruto insisted, stepping right up to Sasuke and lightly touching his face. "Life is all about taking chances, Sasuke. That's what you told me when Neji and I first got together. Take your own advice for once. This will work. I'm sure of it. We've both been looking forward to this for a really long time. Don't you want me anymore?"

"Of course I do, Naruto," Sasuke assured him, mimicking the blond's actions and caressing his cheek.

They kissed again, slowly this time, their tongues timidly exploring each other. Sasuke made a small noise, a tiny sign to Naruto that yes, he wanted this. He wanted it more than he could ever hope to convey. There were simply no words for just how badly Sasuke wanted this. He just didn't want to do this-lay himself completely bare to Naruto-only to have it ripped unceremoniously away from him when Naruto got bored with him. But how could he voice his concerns without upsetting Naruto, and therefore unintentionally putting a stop to all this, to his fantasies coming to life... So he wouldn't say anything. He would let this happen, and deal with the ensuing chaos when-and if-it happened.

"Naruto, how do you want me?" Sasuke asked, the words arousing him more than he thought possible.

"Forever," was Naruto's simple answer, and it made Sasuke's heart leap.

"I hope so," he returned. "But that wasn't what I meant. I meant, what position do you want me in?"

"All fours,"Naruto purred, sending shivers down Sasuke's spine. "Neji would never let me have it like that, and I love it."

"Neji wouldn't let you fuck him from behind?" Sasuke asked as he got up on the bed. "Why?"

"Said it was undignified," Naruto shrugged, taking his place behind Sasuke.

"Yeah," Sasuke said sarcastically, "because everything else about taking it up the ass is so dignified."

"Shut up, teme, you know you love it."

He did indeed, but he wasn't about to admit it right now. Sasuke let his upper body sink to the mattress, assuming the desired position. All his previous partners had absolutely loved Sasuke in this position, and for the life of him, Sasuke couldn't figure out why. Surely his ass wasn't so great that it needed to be hoisted this far into the air.

Sasuke's thoughts were brought to an abrupt halt when he felt something warm and wet prodding against his entrance. Surely that couldn't be... Naruto's tongue. Sasuke lifted his upper body a little off the bed and glanced behind him, only to discover that Naruto did, in fact, have his face pressed right up against Sasuke's entrance.

"Don't do that, dobe!" Sasuke exclaimed, but his protests stopped when he felt both of Naruto's thumbs press inside him and spread him impossibly wide.

The tongue was back, delving deeper this time, aided by Naruto's thumbs. Sasuke wanted to protest again, but he felt Naruto's tongue move inside him, and his protests only came out as a moan. Naruto's tongue went deep, but not quite deep enough. Sasuke bucked his hips back, in spite of himself, trying to push Naruto's tongue further inside. Sasuke hadn't expected something so intrusive to feel so... good...

Naruto was in heaven. Sasuke was making these noises, all wanton and needy, and the taste of him wasn't nearly as off-putting as he thought it would be. He pushed his tongue as deep as it would go, Sasuke's prostate hovering just barely out of reach. He tried again to hit that spot, eager to hear Sasuke cry out when he finally found it.

"Right there!" Sasuke shouted suddenly, and Naruto knew he'd done it. He repeated his previous actions, and Sasuke shouted again. His tongue was starting to hurt, though, so he reluctantly removed it from Sasuke and replaced it instead with his fingers. Two fingers slipped easily inside, and Sasuke groaned into his pillow.

Sasuke was sure that Naruto's fingers could easily make him come if he kept up what he was doing.

"Naruto, I need you inside me."

"And you'll have it," Naruto replied, not removing his fingers. (God, Sasuke thought, this teasing will be the absolute death of me.) "But not yet. I want this to last for as long as possible."

Sasuke didn't fucking care. He swatted Naruto's hand away and quickly gained control of the situation, hurriedly switching their positions so Naruto was lying on his back and Sasuke was on top of him. He reached behind him and grasped Naruto's erection, lining it up with his own waiting hole.

"I said I want you inside me," Sasuke said, and in one swift movement, he sat down, impaling himself on Naruto's cock.

"Oh, my God," they gasped in unison.

The initial feeling of being filled momentarily took Sasuke's breath away-it always did. He fucking loved that feeling. And Naruto. Naruto filled him more completely than anyone had before. It was like the mysteries of life were no longer mysteries; everything suddenly made sense in that moment.

Sasuke's constricting heat clamping down on him had Naruto seeing white.

They fit together perfectly, like two pieces of the same puzzle, and they both finally understood what had been missing from their lives. This shared intimacy between the best friends was what they had been waiting for literally for their entire lives. No words were needed right now; they both instinctively knew what the other was thinking. They smiled at the same time, and Naruto reached up and caressed Sasuke's arm. And Sasuke was no longer afraid. This would work. Somehow, he knew that now.

Sasuke started moving, riding Naruto at a gentle pace. Up until this moment, Naruto had been sure that no one would ever be able to make him feel as good as Neji had. But, God, Sasuke... Sasuke completed him, in every sense of the word. Sasuke was the Yin to his Yang-or was it the other way around? It didn't matter anymore. They were together now; that's all that mattered. Naruto closed his eyes in bliss. Every movement Sasuke made was like lightning in his veins. It was, in a word, perfect.

"Please tell me this is as good for you as it is for me," Naruto panted.

"Indescribable," Sasuke managed between moans.

Naruto pulled Sasuke down for a kiss. It was sloppy and rough, and they both moaned into each other's mouths. Sasuke broke off the kiss and sat up, leaning back and bracing his hands on Naruto's knees. From this angle, Naruto could see everything. He rolled his hips and watched in awe as his arousal slid in and out of Sasuke. Sasuke, for his part, was throwing his head back and crying out loudly. That angle was just as amazing for him, and it made the sensations almost too intense.

Sasuke straightened up again, and Naruto grabbed his hips, thrusting sharply upward to plunge himself impossibly deeper inside Sasuke. Sasuke screamed in ecstasy. Naruto had always known Sasuke was a screamer, but to be the one actually making him scream like that was, like Sasuke had said, indescribable. Naruto wrapped his arm around Sasuke's waist and, without pulling out, switched their positions. Sasuke was laying at the foot of the bed, his head hanging off the edge, and Naruto wrapped his arms under Sasuke's thighs and rolled his hips again.

Sasuke screamed once more and tore at the comforter, desperate to have something to hold on to to prevent himself from coming apart at the seams.

"Harder!" he urged, so Naruto thrust just a little harder. "Don't fucking take it easy on me, dobe! I can handle it."

"Music to my ears," Naruto growled.

His thrusts became relentless after that, and Sasuke couldn't hold his voice back anymore (Naruto was surprised he'd been holding back before... he was already so loud...). He was screaming unintelligible gibberish at this point, every once in awhile brokenly shouting Naruto's name.

"Who do you belong to?" Naruto demanded.

Sasuke tried to answer, he really did, but the way Naruto was being so forceful and dominating was turning him on too much for him to speak.

"The question wasn't rhetorical, bastard," Naruto said, pounding once again into Sasuke's prostate. "I said, 'Who the fuck do you belong to?'"

"YOU!" Sasuke shouted, screwing his eyes shut. "...Only you."

"Do you love me, Sasuke?"

This time, the question didn't match the roughness of his thrusts. The question this time was quiet, almost uncertain.

Sasuke opened his eyes to find Naruto staring down at him expectantly.

"Yes, Naruto," he breathed. "I love you."

"Good. Now I want you to come."

"I can't come on comma-hah!"

Evidently, Sasuke could come on command. His orgasm lasted for forever, and he found himself screaming Naruto's name over and over again while he continued to thrust inside him, riding out his own release.

They panted heavily in the afterglow of their orgasms, sweat pouring off them in streams.

"Shower?" Naruto suggested breathlessly.

"Give me a minute," Sasuke requested in return. "Let me... catch my breath."

They looked at each other and smiled. All was finally right in their world.

-OoOoOoO-

Even as Neji lay on this uncomfortable mattress in this seedy motel room, with that nameless stranger from earlier's essence oozing out of him, he felt the regret wash over him yet again. Not regret for what just happened, but regret for what he'd done to Naruto. He was crying again, and he felt absolutely ridiculous.

Neji had never been one for anonymous sex, especially unprotected, but he didn't have anything more to lose at this point. The looming danger of HIV didn't scare him anymore; it may actually be a fitting way to go. He briefly considered following in his father's footsteps, but his rational mind knew suicide wasn't the answer, as appealing as the idea might be. Neji vaguely entertained the idea of locking himself in his garage, in the back seat of his car-the setting of his favorite memory-and listening to carbon monoxide lullabies until everything faded to black.

Oh, God. What the hell was wrong with him? Aside from the fact that he screwed up his last chance at happiness, of course. He groaned again and rolled onto his back on the sticky mattress. The stranger from before-what had his name been? Fuck it, Neji was too drunk to remember-had silently left the motel room right after he'd finished, leaving Neji to wallow in his drunken self-pity. Not that Neji had particularly cared. It would have been awkward to try and hold a conversation with the man when all he wanted to do was cry.

The vodka Neji had been drinking tonight had done nothing to help him forget. It had just made him even more depressed, so when the stranger started propositioning him, he went with it, hoping sex would help where the vodka wasn't able to. It hadn't worked, obviously, and all Neji could think about the entire time the man was thrusting into him was Naruto and Sasuke, and what they were doing at the exact same moment. In reality, it was all he could think about.

Fucking Sasuke... Neji could not fucking wait to be done with Uchiha Corp. He would have to revise his resume and start e-mailing it to different companies soon. Two weeks really wasn't that long. Maybe his uncle's offer was still on the table. Maybe he could become partner at Byakugan Industries. Then again, working for his uncle would mean he would have to deal with the Uchihas. So maybe that wasn't such a good idea after all.

Neji didn't even notice in his drunken stupor when his eyelids started to get heavy. Soon, he was asleep, in that dingy motel room that stunk like sweat and sex.

Neji felt like a goddamn whore.

-OoOoOoO-

After their shower-their first shower together-Naruto tried to talk Sasuke into round two. Sasuke wasn't having it. He insisted instead on "showing something to Naruto". Naruto, personally, didn't care what Sasuke had to show him. He was still raring to go. Impatiently, he sat down on the couch next to Sasuke, while the Uchiha opened his laptop. Naruto peeked over Sasuke's shoulder to look at the computer screen, and he was opening an e-mail from Itachi. When the e-mail was completely loaded, Sasuke set the laptop on Naruto's knees and ordered him to look at the pictures. Naruto figured that if he went along with it, he could very well get sex again, so he sighed and turned his attention to the computer in front of him.

The pictures staring back at Naruto were of a house.

It was large-very large-and extremely modern, with four bedrooms and two and a half bathrooms. The master bedroom was incredible, with a floor-to-ceiling window overlooking the koi pond in the back yard. The en suite bathroom was just as impressive. It had two sinks, a massive bath tub, and an even more massive shower. Naruto could think of quite a few things he'd like to do to Sasuke in a shower that big.

"Why are you showing me this?" Naruto wanted to know.

"Do you like it?" Sasuke asked in return, clearly dodging Naruto's question.

"I do," Naruto said carefully. "But you didn't answer my question."

"Well I'm glad you like it," Sasuke said, "because we're moving in this weekend."

"You bought us a house?" Naruto exclaimed excitedly. "This house?"

"I did," Sasuke confirmed, wearing that smug little half-smile that Naruto both loved and hated. "I made the down payment today. The movers will be here at 10 o'clock sharp Saturday morning. By Saturday evening, you and I will officially be giving up apartment life. We'll be home-owners."

Naruto set the laptop aside and stood, pulling Sasuke to his feet as well, and wrapped his lover in a tight hug. Naruto couldn't believe this was happening. Everything in his life was falling perfectly into place. Things just could not get any better than they were right now.

And then, things did get better.

Sex with Sasuke, round two, was even more spectacular than round one had been. Rounds three and four were even better than that. Inspired, Naruto insisted they stay at it all night, just to see if it really would get better and better every time. He was not disappointed.

-OoOoOoO-

Sasuke literally limped into work the next day, with a travel mug of coffee in one hand, and two energy drinks tucked safely inside his briefcase that was held in the other. He wasn't in a particularly foul mood. He couldn't be; not when he had spent the entire night before getting exactly what he wanted. But every muscle in Sasuke's body screamed at him, and he'd be lucky to get through the day without falling asleep at his desk. He would need a distraction; anything to keep him awake until he got back to the apartment. Then, he was going to bed. If Naruto wanted sex tonight, he would just have to fuck an already sleeping Sasuke. He did not care.

Sasuke stopped at his office door and set his briefcase down on the floor. He fished through his pocket for his keys, only to drop them on the floor. He sighed and picked them up, wincing at the ever-present ache in his backside that was a constant reminder of the wonderful-albeit exhausting-events from last night. Sasuke felt his keys being gently taken from him, and looked up to see his brother, who deftly put the key in the lock and opened Sasuke's office door. Sasuke grunted his thanks, too tired to speak, and trudged inside, with Itachi following close behind. Sasuke set his briefcase down on the desk and sat behind said desk, thankful that the seat was as soft as it was. He folded his arms across his desk and laid his head down, slowly drifting off to sleep.

"You look like hell," Itachi said at last, reminding his brother he was still there.

"I feel like hell, too," Sasuke grumbled in return, lifting his head off the desk and resting his chin in his hand.

"And your voice is hoarse," Itachi observed. "What the hell happened last night?"

"Naruto," Sasuke answered. Seeing the confused look on his brother's normally stoic face, he chose to elaborate. "Naruto happened. He's completely insatiable, and he loves to hear me scream. We fucked all night. We didn't even sleep."

"Sounds as though you've bitten off a little more than you can chew, otouto," Itachi smirked. "So how many times?"

"I lost count," Sasuke replied honestly. "Six... seven.. twenty, maybe. I don't know." He smiled, thinking back. "It was worth it."

"Well you're not the only one who had a long night," Itachi whispered scandalously.

Here we go, Sasuke thought. This was his brother's one vice, and it was in complete contrast to everything you'd think about the guy: Itachi was a sucker for gossip.

"Oh?" Sasuke asked, encouraging his brother. "Who else, aniki?"

"Hyuuga," Itachi answered quietly.

"Really? And how do you know that?"

"When you get a chance, take a good look at him," Itachi suggested. "He's hungover beyond belief, his hair hasn't been brushed, and he's wearing the exact same thing he wore yesterday."

Just then, there as a knock on Sasuke's office door.

"Enter," Sasuke said.

The door opened, and, Well speak of the devil, there stood Neji. Just as Itachi had said, he was clearly hungover, his hair was a godawful mess, and he was, in fact, wearing the same shirt and tie he wore yesterday. He was wearing a look on his face that Sasuke recognized; he'd seen it in the mirror one too many times when he was younger. He could definitely sympathize with what Neji was going through. If Sasuke looked like hell, it had nothing on how Neji looked.

"Coffee won't help," Neji said shortly.

"Really?" Sasuke asked, unsure of where this conversation was headed. "And how would you know?"

"In case you've already forgotten, I've experienced the first night with Naruto," Neji reminded him. "The only cure for what you're feeling is one or two more rounds, and about twelve hours of sleep."

"Why are you telling me this?" Sasuke asked suspiciously.

"Just a piece of friendly advice," Neji told him. "Karma is already kicking my ass pretty hard, so I thought I'd come by and offer up my advice. Oh, and just so you know: he's in no better shape than you are right now. Naruto may have the stamina of a god, but he's still human. Exhaustion hits him just as hard as it would hit anyone else. Maybe even harder, because of how much effort he puts in to make sure his partner is satisfied. My biggest piece of advice? Take tomorrow off. You'll need it to catch up on your sleep. You really should have done it today."

Neji turned to walk away.

"Neji," Sasuke called after him, and he turned. "Thanks."

Neji smiled, barely visible, and walked out the door.

Sasuke flipped through his appointment book. Thankfully, tomorrow was open. No meetings, no deadlines, completely open.

"Itachi," Sasuke said. "Make sure nobody schedules anything for me tomorrow. I'm following Neji's advice and taking a personal day."

-OoOoOoO-

Naruto, indeed, was in no better shape than Sasuke. It felt a little like the day after the concert, all those months ago, but today, he couldn't afford to go home early. He had an appointment just before close, and it was one of his regular clients, so Naruto was bound to get a decent tip.

Naruto took another swig of his energy drink, and noticed Deidara eyeing him. He looked at the other blond curiously. Deidara just smiled and shook his head.

"You obviously have something to say, Deidara," Naruto sighed. "So spit it out already."

"No, no," Deidara chuckled. "It's nothing. I'm sure you want to keep last night's activities to yourself. Just one thing, though. Did Sasuke unveil the big surprise?"

"You mean the house?" Naruto asked, confused.

"So he did tell you," Deidara grinned.

"How do you know about that?" Naruto wanted to know.

"Ah, so he didn't tell you everything," Deidara observed. "The house Sasuke bought is right across the street from Itachi and me. We'll be neighbors, un!"

"Will you guys be helping with the move this weekend?" Naruto asked.

"Do you really think the spoiled rotten Uchiha brothers are going to lift a finger?" Deidara snorted. "I have a feeling it'll just be me, you, and the movers, un."

"Good point," Naruto chuckled. "Those two will probably just order us around while we do all the heavy lifting. Why do we put up with them?"

"Because they're good in bed," Deidara winked. "As I'm sure you found out last night. Multiple times, if I had to guess."

"Nine times, to be exact," Naruto said smugly. "Not that I was keeping track or anything."

"You had sex with Sasuke nine times last night?" Konan cut in. "How the hell are you still awake?"

"Sheer willpower," Naruto answered, taking another drink from his can of liquid caffeine. "What amazes me is that Sasuke is still able to walk... Or talk, for that matter. I'm also amazed that we didn't get a visit from the cops with the way Sasuke was screaming all night."

"Well it certainly didn't take you long to move on," Konan commented.

"Eh, it's been a long time coming."

"Yeah," Deidara agreed. "Like I've said before, those Uchiha men have a thing for blue-eyed blonds. It was only a matter of time."

Naruto's lunch break came and went, and part of him found himself missing his daily lunch visits from Neji. He wondered if he'd be able to talk Sasuke into continuing the tradition, so he could actually eat during his lunch breaks, and so he could see Sasuke during the day. He was missing his teme already.

Naruto finished off his energy drink, grateful that it seemed to be working, if only a little. Sure, he was still exhausted, but at least now he was confident that he could get through the day. Then tonight, he would give Sasuke a break. He probably needed it, honestly. He had tried-and failed miserably-to hide his discomfort from Naruto this morning. The Uchiha pride really was a creature of its own.

Sasuke, though he'd had a number of partners before Naruto (Mikoto hadn't been joking when she'd called Sasuke promiscuous), clearly hadn't been completely prepared for Naruto. His limp this morning had been pronounced, and his voice had been hoarse from screaming-repeatedly-all night long. Sasuke had bruises on his hips and thighs in the shapes of Naruto's fingers, and Naruto loved seeing him marked like that.

Naruto, for his part, hadn't come out unscathed either. He had about twenty or so bite marks-not hickeys, mind you. Bite marks-all over his chest and shoulders, while his back looked like he'd been mauled by a small tiger. No one had ever made him bleed during sex before. Sasuke had been dead serious when he said he liked it rough, and Naruto was hardly complaining. If he was being honest with himself, he couldn't wait to do it again.

A little after five, Naruto was deep in his sketchbook, finishing up the sketch for his client's tattoo. When the door to the shop jingled open, Naruto didn't even look up. He knew it was Itachi, and he saw him breeze over to Deidara's station out of the corner of his eye. What did catch his attention, however, was a familiar hand reaching for his pencil.

"Dobe," a voice said when Naruto snatched his pencil away from the hand. "Get your nose out of your sketchbook for a minute."

"Hold on, teme," Naruto grunted. "I have to finish this before Takashi gets here. Let me just... finish this up."

"Do I at least get a kiss?" Sasuke asked, offended.

Naruto looked up from his sketchbook and blinked a few times.

"Of course," he said. "Sorry, Sasuke. I have a tendency to develop a little bit of tunnel vision regarding my sketchbook."

Naruto reached up and placed his hand on the back of Sasuke's neck, gently pulling him down for a chaste peck on the lips.

"How was work, teme?" Naruto asked against his lover's lips.

"Eh," Sasuke shrugged. "It was work. Neji looked like shit today."

"Hungover?" Naruto guessed, kissing Sasuke's lips once more.

"Among other things," Sasuke said. "He clearly hasn't been home since yesterday morning."

"What do dyou mean?" Naruto asked.

"Remember the infamous 'Walk of Shame' in college?"

"You mean going to class in the same outfit you wore the day before?" Naruto asked. "Yeah, I remember that. If my memory serves me correctly, you were famous for taking the 'Walk of Shame' at least twice a week."

"Yeah," Sasuke said nostalgically. "Pity I was never actually ashamed by the Walk of Shame. Anyway, Neji took the infamous walk today."

Naruto's eyes grew wide. That was a shock. Had he already made good on his deal with Gaara?

"Weird," he said nonchalantly. "I didn't expect him to actually go through with the deal."

"I don't think he did," Sasuke said at length. "He said something today about Karma kicking his ass. I think he got drunk and fucked some random stranger."

"No way," Naruto chuckled. "That's not like him."

"I think Sasuke's right," Itachi cut in. "I'd recognize that look on his face anywhere. Sasuke had a habit of wearing the exact same look when he'd come to my dorm after a night out to avoid Mother and Father's criticism."

"Wow, teme," Naruto said. "Promiscuous just doesn't quite seem to cover it, huh?"

"Yeah, okay," Sasuke grumbled. "I may have been a whore, but at least I had the common sense to always use protection."

"And somehow you still weren't prepared for the awesomeness that is Uzumaki Naruto," Naruto noted smugly.

"What can I say, dobe?" Sasuke murmured. "I've just never had a seme quite like you."

A collective "Awh" swept over the shop, and Naruto felt his face heat up. Just what the hell was going on here? Sasuke didn't do sweet. It was way out of character for him.

"Get a grip on yourself, teme," Naruto said, rolling his eyes. "This cutesy act is unbecoming of you. And kinda creepy."

Sasuke responded by smacking Naruto hard on the back of the head, and fixing him with his signature glare.

"That's better," Naruto grinned. "There's the Sasuke I fell in love with."

"And you accuse me of being cutesy," Sasuke muttered, shaking his head.

Sasuke jumped up on to the counter and watched as Naruto dove back into his sketchbook. Naruto's tunnel vision was back; he was completely immersed in the drawing he was finishing up. Just as he completed the drawing and set the sketchbook down, his client, Takashi, walked through the door.

"Hey, Takashi," he smiled. "You're early."

"Too early?" Takashi asked.

"Not at all," Naruto assured him. "I just finished the sketch and was getting ready to transfer it to the stencil. Wanna see it first?"

"Sure."

Naruto brought him the sketchbook, and Takashi looked the drawing over quickly.

"It's perfect," he said.

So Naruto set to work. It was 6:30 now, and if he wanted to be finished by eight, he'd have to hurry. The tattoo Takashi requested wouldn't be particular difficult, it just required a lot of shading. Naruto glanced over at Sasuke and smiled. This would be a first for him, Naruto realized, and he wondered if Sasuke watching him work would make him reconsider getting his own ink.

-OoOoOoO-

Sasuke had never seen this side of Naruto before. He looked on in awe as his normally hyperactive lover became a completely different person as soon as he slipped on his latex gloves. His workplace was neat and orderly, and he had this look on his face of absolute concentration. He didn't even seem to blink as he dragged his tattoo gun across the man's skin. Naruto and his client were holding an amiable conversation, but it didn't break the blond's concentration. He kept glancing up at Sasuke, an action that would usually be distracting for him, and he would smile just a little before going back to work. Sasuke wondered if Naruto was trying to gauge his reaction to what he was seeing.

Sasuke slipped on his usual mask of cool impassiveness, and Naruto rolled his eyes. Sasuke would tell him later just how impressed he was watching the dobe work. It almost-almost-made him reconsider his previous aversions to getting a tattoo. Perhaps someday, he and Naruto could get matching tattoos. Someday.

"So is that your boyfriend?" he heard the man ask.

Naruto thought about it for a moment.

"I dunno," he answered. "Is that what we are, Sasuke? Or are we just best friends that fuck each other? I know what I'd prefer, but it's up to you."

"Dobe, I gave up on casual sex a long time ago," Sasuke said. "This is a relationship. I'd assumed we'd made that perfectly clear last night when you demanded to know who I belonged to."

"Oh, yeah," Naruto chuckled, going a little pink around the ears. "I almost forgot about that. Well, there's your answer, Takashi."

"You have a thing for pretty boys, don't you?" Takashi asked, and Naruto burst into laughter. Sasuke was offended.

"I am not pretty," he mumbled, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Oh, quit whining, teme," Naruto laughed. "You're very pretty. Your attitude may not be pretty, but you are. And, yes, Takashi. Pretty boys have always been my thing."

"You should see him drool when we watch anime," Sasuke said, deciding to ignore Naruto's claims that he was pretty.

"I understand that," Takashi said. "Some of those anime boys are so pretty, they make me drool, and I'm straight."

"See, teme?" Naruto said. "I'm not the only one who can appreciate a well-drawn anime boy."

"I just don't understand it," Sasuke said flippantly. "I mean, they're made of ink. What's attractive about ink?"

"Watch what you say, un," Deidara warned. "Need I remind you that you are in a tattoo shop? Everyone here thinks ink is sexy."

Various murmurs of agreement were heard over the shop, and for some reason, Sasuke suddenly felt the need to defend himself.

"That's not the kind of ink I was talking about," Sasuke explained. "Naruto's tattoos are extremely sexy. Animated boys on a screen or in a manga are not."

"You think my tattoos are sexy?" Naruto asked, his eyes lighting up as he looked at Sasuke.

Talk about fishing for compliments.

"Yes, dobe," Sasuke admitted. "I've always thought your tattoos were hot. I especially like that Uchiha crest on your arm. It means you're mine."

"It hasn't always meant that, teme," Naruto chuckled. "When I got it two years ago, it was meant to symbolize my best friend. Now, though, I guess it does mean I'm yours."

"Damn right it does."

"Possessive much?" Itachi asked.

Sasuke ignored him.

"All right, Takashi," Naruto said at last, straightening up and admiring his work. "You're all done. You know where the mirror is."

Takashi stood and made his way to the full-length mirror on the other side of the room. Sasuke slid off the counter and stepped up to Naruto, tracing his fingers along the whisker marks on his cheeks. Naruto smiled and kissed him gently. Kissing Naruto always had an immediate effect on his body. Maybe more sex wasn't such a bad idea after all.

"You know," Naruto said, barely above a whisper, "I was going to give you a break tonight, but now that you're here, I really don't know if I can hold off too much longer."

"I was just thinking the same thing."

It amazed Sasuke how their minds seemed to work in tandem sometimes. He smirked at Naruto and kissed him again.

"I just can't get enough of you, teme," Naruto mumbled against his mouth, his blue eyes piercing Sasuke to his core. "You're in my soul now."

"Same here," Sasuke agreed. "Why the hell did we wait so long to do this?"

"Because I was stubborn and stupid and blind to what was right in front of me," Naruto admitted. "So what did you think of watching me work?"

"I was very impressed," Sasuke told him. "I may even reconsider getting my own someday."

"Really?" Naruto asked in disbelief.

"Really," Sasuke confirmed. "But I want you to do it when I decide what I want."

"I'd be glad to," Naruto said, wrapping his arms around Sasuke's waist and pulling him insanely close. "I'll even do it at home. In private."

Sasuke didn't even hear him. His neurons weren't firing right anymore, being in this close proximity to Naruto. If it had been anyone else in the world who had themselves pressed this intimately against him with this many people around, Sasuke would have been freaking out. With Naruto, though, it felt natural, and he had a way of making Sasuke forget there was anyone else in the world, let alone in the general vicinity. That's why, when his hand dipped lower from its perch on Naruto's abdomen and traced along the top of the blond's jeans, Sasuke didn't understand the look Naruto was giving him. Then, someone in the shop cleared their throat, and Sasuke came back to reality.

He quickly stepped away from Naruto, who grinned widely at him and walked to the front counter to ring his client out. Maybe they should go out to dinner tonight, their forst date as a real couple. Takashi walked out of the shop shortly after, and Naruto came back to his station, counting his tip money.

"We should go to Hokage tonight," Naruto suggested.

"You have to stop doing that, dobe."

"Doing what?" Naruto asked, confused.

"Saying exactly what I'm thinking," Sasuke told him, and Naruto grinned again.

"Great minds think alike," he shrugged.

So after Naruto helped close up the shop, they went to Hokage. They walked in hand in hand, and Minato flashed them a grin, which his son returned, proving once again that the Namikaze genes were strong. He was in rare form tonight, apparently pleased that Naruto and Sasuke were finally together. As expected, he insisted that everything would be free of charge, so Naruto and Sasuke ate their fill. Naruto excitedly told his dad about the new house, and Minato congratulated them both, offering his offer to help with the move. They gladly accepted.

Sasuke had to practically drag Naruto from his fourth bowl of ramen. He was beginning to get tired again (obviously energy drinks only worked for so long), and he still wanted to have sex with Naruto once or twice before finally going to bed.

When they finally got back to the apartment, Sasuke snapped. Naruto didn't even have the door unlocked before Sasuke was on him, kissing him harshly and rubbing him through his jeans.

"Mmm, you wanna do it here?" Naruto husked, loosening Sasuke's tie. "That's not like you, teme. People could see."

Oh, that's right... Maybe it would be better if they were inside. Then Naruto shoved him against the front door and ground their hips together, and Sasuke forgot why he was so apprehensive. Arousal had a tendency to turn Sasuke's brain to goo, forcing him to make decisions he wound up regretting later. This would most likely be one of them; he just didn't realize it yet.

"Yes," he said. "Right here. I don't care who sees."

"We don't have lube so this may hurt," Naruto warned him, undoing Sasuke's belt.

"Briefcase," Sasuke panted. "There's lube in my briefcase." He saw the suspicious look Naruto was giving him. "Gaara used to come to the office," he explained. "I figured that wasn't going to happen anymore, so I decided to bring the lube home. Now fuck me."

So Naruto retrieved the lube. He stood back and watched Sasuke for a moment.

"What the fuck are you waiting for, dobe?" Sasuke snarled, grabbing Naruto by the front of the shirt and pulling him to himself.

Naruto didn't answer. Instead, he pushed Sasuke's pants and boxers down, and Sasuke kicked his shoes and stepped out of the offending clothing. Naruto lifted Sasuke up by the thighs, pinning him between himself and the front door, and clicked open the bottle of lube. Sasuke watched in a lusty haze as Naruto coated his fingers and reached behind Sasuke, sinking his fingers deep inside him. Sasuke threw his head back and moaned.

"We have neighbors," Naruto reminded him. "Think you can keep it down?"

Naruto scissored his fingers then, and Sasuke screwed his eyes shut, fairly sure he could not keep it down. He didn't notice Naruto pushing his own pants down and slicking himself with the lubricant. So when Naruto suddenly entered him, he cried out, and "fairly sure" became "absolutely sure". Keeping it down was not an option anymore, and the harder Naruto thrust, the louder Sasuke's voice became.

They hadn't been going for very long-ten minutes at the most-when a door opened a few metres away, and their next door neighbor poked his head out.

"Ugh," he complained. "Do that shit inside your apartment. It's bad enough I have to hear it all night. I don't want to have to see it, too."

"Then don't watch," Naruto panted, never taking his eyes off Sasuke's. "No one asked you to come investigate."

Naruto hadn't slowed his thrusts, and Sasuke was barely registering what was happening. His moans were bordering on screams now, and he couldn't care less that they'd been caught. Their neighbor made a disgusted face at them.

"You faggots have no fucking dignity," he spat, then before he slammed the door, he shouted, "I'm calling the cops!"

"Looks like we're gonna have to hurry this along," Naruto said, grinning his trademark grin. "Now come for me."

He stroked Sasuke twice, and Sasuke found himself coming on command yet again.

"Oh, dear God," he gasped.

Naruto's climax came soon after, and they quickly retreated inside, away from any other neighbors who were curious about the noises. Naruto erupted into fits of laughter, while Sasuke's brain was gradually coming back to its pre-aroused state, and the gravity of what happened started to hit him full-force. He was still bare from the waist down, and Naruto's black tee-shirt was stained with white splotches.

"Oh, God," Sasuke groaned. "I cannot believe that just happened."

"Ah, fuck him," Naruto said. "He's just an old homophobe. If it had been a woman I was fucking against the front door, he probably would have stood there and watched."

"What if he actually calls the cops, dobe?" Sasuke asked, trying to push away the image of Naruto doing what he just did to Sasuke to some woman. The image was disturbing.

"Who cares?" Naruto laughed. "Being a 'faggot', as he so eloquently put it, is not a crime."

"Public indecency, however, is," Sasuke stressed. "And I'm a well-respected member of the business community! I can't have a criminal record!"

"It's not like he has proof," Naruto said, trying his best to calm Sasuke down. "Or witnesses. He was the only person who saw anything."

"That may be true, Naruto," Sasuke said, "but I'm sure almost everyone on this floor heard your little exchange with him."

"Don't blame this on me, teme," Naruto scolded. "It's not my fault you couldn't stay quiet."

Sasuke was about to tell him that, actually, it was very much his fault; that if his cock didn't feel so good shoved inside him, maybe he could have been more quiet. But he figured the blond's ego was already big enough. No need to stroke it any more.

"On a lighter note," Sasuke smirked. "I just love how your cock obeys me."

"Obeys you?" Sasuke snorted. "What the hell are you talking about?"

"That's twice now that I've basically ordered you to come, and you have," Naruto grinned.

Clearly, Naruto's ego was just getting bigger by the second.

"Don't get too used to it, dobe," Sasuke bit out. "It was a fluke. Both times."

"Care to prove it?"

So for the second time that night, Naruto was inside him, and Sasuke couldn't imagine anything feeling better than this. He wasn't one to back down from a challenge, and Naruto knew that. Sasuke's screams were echoing in the small apartment, and they only seemed to be encouraging Naruto more. His lover was not taking it easy on him, despite the fact that they both knew Sasuke would be in some serious discomfort come morning. Sasuke, in turn, wasn't taking it easy on Naruto, either. He was clawing at Naruto's back, surely re-opening the wounds from last night, as well as making new ones. The bite marks on his chest and shoulders had doubled in number in the mere half-hour they'd been at it, and both of them were far from sated. This could easily go on all night again, not that either of them were complaining, of course. Sasuke knew that tomorrow was Naruto's scheduled day off work, and though he hadn't yet informed Naruto of his planned absence from Uchiha Corp. the next day, he was sure the news would only serve as an excuse for them to make love until the sun came up.

Naruto pulled out of Sasuke suddenly, and roughly flipped him over, pulling him up on his knees and sharply re-entering him without warning. Sasuke cried out yet again when Naruto tugged at the back of his hair, harshly lifting his face out of the pillows.

"The pillows muffle your screams," Naruto explained breathlessly. "Can't have that."

"Fuck!" Sasuke shouted, seeing stars as Naruto repeatedly pounded into the anatomical miracle that was his prostate.

This was quickly becoming Sasuke's favorite position. Naruto was a genius at finding the perfect angle to continuously hot Sasuke's sweet spot. Part of him was extremely grateful that Neji had never experienced this position with Naruto. If he had, he wouldn't have admitted defeat as easily as he had, that was for sure. Sasuke also had a feeling Neji had never experienced the raw power Naruto was displaying with him. Neji was far too delicate for this kind of treatment.

Naruto pulled out again and switched their positions once more, and before he knew it, Sasuke was riding him, gingerly bouncing up and down on Naruto's length. Naruto's fingers were digging into his thighs, and he was sure to have more deep purple bruising when all was said and done. Sasuke couldn't find it in him to care. He was perfectly happy to have bruised hips and thoghs for the rest of his life if meant more manic love-making with Naruto.

They were both dripping sweat and panting heavily by this point, and the air conditioning in the apartment was doing nothing to counteract the heat. At all. They would need to get a high-powered fan for their bedroom at some point, but Sasuke pushed the thought aside as soon as it fully formed-he could think about that later; there were much more pressing matters at hand. Like the way Naruto's fingers were curling around the base of his shaft, and the way Naruto's eyes were sparkling at him.

"Hey, Sasuke," he said quietly as he pumped Sasuke's erection.

"Don't, Naruto," he protested weakly.

But Naruto ignored him.

"Come," he ordered, and Sasuke did, harder than he ever had before; so hard, in fact, that he was sure he'd turn inside-out from the sheer intensity of it.

Sasuke's muscles clamping down on Naruto's erection milked him of his release shortly after.

Sasuke remained where he was, straddling Naruto's hips with his lover's now flaccid member still inside him, while he attempted to regain his composure and catch his breath. Well, they had certainly burned off all the calories they'd consumed at Hokage tonight. If things kept up like this, neither of them would have to set foot in a gym again. Sex would keep them in shape.

It was Naruto who finally broke the peaceful silence the pair had fallen into.

"I told you your cock obeys me."

His tone was smug, and Sasuke was torn between kissing him and smothering him with a pillow. In the end, he chose the safer-not to mention healthier-of the two options, and bent down to kiss his dobe.

"Okay," Sasuke conceded. "I suppose three times can't be coincidence. But it only obeys because it likes you so much."

Sasuke finally dismounted, and took his place on the bed beside Naruto. They lay like that for a long while, side by side, just staring at the ceiling. Naruto turned on his side and inched closer to Sasuke, casually draping his arm over Sasuke's abdomen and sighing happily.

"I'm taking a day off tomorrow," Sasuke said matter-of-factly.

"Awesome," Naruto said in return. "I was just wondering what I was going to do all day tomorrow. Now I know: you."

He looked at Sasuke and grinned lecherously.

"We should get started packing tomorrow, actually," Sasuke told him. "Your perverted ideas can wait. There's still a lot to do before Saturday."

"You're right," Naruto yawned. "Let's get some sleep, teme. We both need it."

Sasuke turned on his side, and soon felt the warm length of Naruto's body press against his. Within minutes, he was fast asleep.

-OoOoOoO-

Much to Naruto's chagrin, most of their day off was spent packing. Sasuke seemed impervious to all of Naruto's sexual advances, even going so far as to physically shove Naruto off him when he tried to turn a kiss on the lips into something more.

When all the boxes they'd procured from the liquor store down the street were full, Sasuke had rewarded Naruto with three rounds of mind-numbing sex. Naruto could definitely get used to this. Every moment of his spare time was now devoted to making Sasuke scream in ecstasy. There was nothing better.

The day of the move came much sooner than anticipated, even though both Naruto and Sasuke had been waiting for the day to arrive with bated breath. The moving van arrived right on time, and was followed closely by Deidara and Minato. As expected, Sasuke barked orders while the three blonds and the hired help did the grunt work. One of the movers had innocently asked, "Is he always like this?" only to receive a venomous glare from the Uchiha.

After everything was loaded into the moving van, Naruto and Sasuke stood together in the now empty apartment that had been their home for so long.

"It's almost sad," Naruto said quietly, "leaving this place behind. There are so many memories here."

Sasuke took Naruto's hand in his own.

"We can make more memories," he assured him. "We have an entire lifetime."

They shared one last kiss in the small apartment and left, locking the door behind them. To Naruto, it felt extremely significant, like they were shutting the door on their past as Naruto and Sasuke: best friends that felt something more but were too afraid to act. All that was left now was opening the next door, to their life as Naruto and Sasuke: best friends and, more importantly, soul mates.

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A/N: All together now: "Awwwwh!" I'm pleased with this chapter, and I hope you are, too. Question, though: Am I the only one who can appreciate the irony of anime boys discussing anime boys? My fiance (who grudgingly allows me to read him my chapters, even though he is VERY straight, and blocks out the lemons for his own sanity) is under the impression that I'm the only person in the world who would get a kick out of anime boys discussing anime boys. Maybe he's right... I dunno. Anyway, review?