Disclaimer: Mentioning his name still pisses me off...

A/N: I finally got around to this chapter! *throws hands up in the air* I procrastinated when it came to rewriting it because I wanted to think up something entertaining and humorous LOL. It's pretty funny btw. :) Enjoy!

"Tryna keep my sanity, losing my mind
Don't know what you've done to me and I don't know why
All eyes are on us, look around
Your eyes are the reason, you stand out in the crowd
You're made of gold (made of gold)
Your smile lights up the sky
You're beautiful, oh, oh, you're beautiful
It's impossible
You're burning hot like fire
Made of gold, made of gold
Burning hot
I think you wanna love me
I think you wanna love me, baby
I think you wanna love me
I think you wanna love me baby." ( - Solid Gold. Chris Brown. /SasuNaru.)

Warning: Phone abuse! No fish were harmed in the making of this chapter LOL. ;)

Chapter 10 – Mr. CEO of The Weirdo Club Is a Dork.

Naruto stood outside of the giant prick's office, determination set in his eyes and fist balled tightly as he raised it to knock on the door. However, the thought of provoking his superior any further left him filled with dread and he lowered his fist back to his side. Sasuke had his fucking cellphone and he wanted it back, but he didn't want to risk being put to harsh labor and increased work hours because of the hissy-fit he knew Sasuke would throw. He didn't get what was wrong with the Uchiha as of late, but he was getting fed up with it.

He had no damn right to take his phone! He hadn't even done anything wrong for it to have been confiscated in the first place.

Naruto took a step back from the door and crossed his arms over his chest, thinking back on the events that led to the confiscation of his phone, just to maybe pin-point a fault of his own actions.

"No, the chocolates are really good!" Naruto exclaimed into his cellphone, munching on the chewy, caramel filled candy, a soft moan of delight leaving him. "You know? I think you're spoiling me too much. I don't want to get in trouble with Sasuke because it's not my lunch break yet, and I'm pretty sure I shouldn't be eating this since I think I already have a cavity. But it's sooo good!" He swallowed, shuddering at the delicious taste throwing a party on his taste-buds, and then looked down into the box of gourmet chocolates on his office desk. Utakata had them sent to his job and honestly, his boyfriend's tender gesture made the chocolate taste so much better.

"You know I would do anything to keep that grin on your face, Naruto. You deserve to be spoiled from time to time." Utakata replied, his voice smooth.

A smile spreading on his lips, Naruto blushed slightly, the light, fluttery feeling he felt in his chest warming him. "..Thanks, Uta'. I don't think anyone's ever told me that," He grabbed one last piece of chocolate out of the box and then topped the box down, holding his cell to his ear with one hand. "It's also the first time I've had chocolates sent to me, so it did make me feel better about today," He said, tossing the piece of chocolate into his mouth that was now twisted in a pout. "You will not believe how unfair Sasuke was being this morning? He might as well have run me into the ground, literally. He's such an ass sometimes, I swear."

"That does sound pretty sucky." Utakata chuckled, the sound of it sympathetic.

"Yeah, but you've made me feel a lot better," Naruto chewed joyously, reclining back in his seat. "I can't wait to see you later. .." He told him, his pout spreading into a grin. But, it was only mid him hearing Utakata say the same when he heard a text notification on his phone and his brow crinkled as he took the phone away from his ear and looked at the text alert box and he saw it was from Sakura.

'Turn around you idiot! 😐 '

Naruto frowned in confusion, turning his head to look behind him and he eyed a familiar, crisp suit jacket before he decided to look up and his heart immediately plummeted into his dick when he met a towering Uchiha Sasuke, his handsome, pale features darkened in anger, and by the way a perfect, dark eyebrow was twitching, he was certain he had heard his entire phone conversation. Naruto paled, a sheepish laugh escaping him. "Heyyyy, Sasuke. Didn't think we'd get a visit from you today," Sasuke's steely stare was just about as torturing as his silence, and it was then Naruto noticed how cold and quiet the room was, with the exception of the awkward cough that left one of his other co-workers in the room.

Naruto cleared his throat and finally decided to answer Utakata, who had been asking him if he was still there multiple times, and spoke carefully. "Uh, ..Uta' I'll have to call you-" Before he could finish, his cell was out of his grasp and he gawked at his superior who now had his phone to his ear.

Sasuke stood fine in his suite and spoke with poise and control. "I'm afraid Uzumaki Naruto cannot receive calls at this time. I'd appreciate it if you didn't call again," He cut the call after that was said and then lowered his hardened gaze onto the gawking Uzumaki, severity solid on his face. "Uzumaki, I'll return this after work." He told him, slipping the cell into his pocket before turning to leave and striding off, smugly.

".. You.. have to be fucking kidding me...," Naruto's face fell, annoyance arising in his eyes as he watched the raven exit the office and then he heard that one, awkward cough, again. He looked around the room at several pairs of eyes on him. "Oh don't you all even look at me like that! You're a sorry bunch, you know? Couldn't even give your fellow-slaving-brethren a head's up!" He locked his narrowed glare on all of them, disgraced. "By the way, GOOD LOOKING OUT SAKURA!"

And then there was that awkward cough, for the fiftieth DAMN time.

"Sorry. I have allergies." A trembling male voice stated.

Naruto hung his head low, sighing out. This absolutely was not fair.

"Naruto-kun?" Karin questioned from her seat behind her secretary desk, breaking the blonde out of his sulking and Naruto pouted, looking over at her. "Are you going in? Uchiha-san has a conference to attend in an hour, so if you would like retrieve your phone you might want to hurry it along." She informed curtly, pushing her glasses further up onto nose.

His shoulders sinking, Naruto waved her off, nodding. "Right, okay. I just need a moment to weigh out the consequences of what I'm about to do."

It's not like he didn't know it was wrong to snoop, but Naruto called him an ass to Utakata and he was pissed off.

And the God damned ticking of the clock on the wall in his office was pissing him off even more.

Sasuke was seated, reclined back in his office chair as his eyebrow twitched and elbow propped on the arm of the chair, his hand gripping the armrest until he went white at the knuckles. He felt it would only even things out if he snooped, although neither him being angry about that over-the-phone 'ass' comment and snooping through Naruto's property didn't correlate with one another in anyway, but he didn't give a fuck. He was so annoyed.

His expression dark, brow lowered and narrowed glare on the cell phone in his hand not gripping the armrest, the device enticed him, welcomed him even, to invade Naruto's privacy and see all the 'intimacy' of this relationship the dobe had with Utakata. Utakata and Naruto weren't even having sex, so he doubted he would find anything naughty. What would be the harm? His eye twitched as he effortlessly glided his thumb over the screen and unlocked the phone. He and Naruto had each other's pass-codes and he was glad to see that Naruto's code hadn't been changed.

He went into the digital photo gallery on the device and began going through the recent photos. And much to his disgust, one of the first ones he came across was of Utakata, the dark-haired man clad in his police uniform and lounging in the driver's seat of his cruiser, sending a side-smile at the camera.

Sasuke frowned immediately. He didn't care. Naruto had pictures of just about all family and friends in his phone. Utakata was no one special.

He swiped to the next picture and felt a sudden urge to crush the phone in his hand. In that picture Utakata had his hand raised into his hair, his muscles and all on display for the camera as he stood in a bath towel, clearly after a shower since his hair and body was dripping with droplets of water, an annoying smirk set on his lightly flushed face.

Sasuke felt his eye twitch. He noticed that Utakata was in fact in Naruto's bathroom, so of course it wasn't difficult to guess that Naruto and Utakata's relationship was this personal. Utakata took... s-showers at Naruto's house, apparently. Sasuke struggled to take a calm breath in, trembling in agitation, and then reluctantly swiped to the next photo.

And what he saw damn near tore his heart in two. He gritted his teeth, his jaw clenched up. Tanned thighs were encased in pajama shorts as Naruto was evidently seated on the couch in a darkened room, the TV in the room working to illuminate the darkness. It also brought light to a hand, a little too close to Naruto's groin area, .. gripping a tanned thigh, as if taunting Sasuke. Utakata's damned hand was settled on Naruto's thigh, so naturally. Sasuke glared at the caption of what had originally been a Snapchat picture:

[Chillin' watching a movie and he thinks he's being slick. 😏 ]

Sasuke's hand clenched the device so hard he thought he would have crushed it by now. A curse spewed from his lips as he clicked out of the photo gallery and started tapping his foot on the carpeted floor beneath it. He swore he could feel hot steam blaring out of his nostrils and ears. God must be punishing him for invading Naruto's privacy. ...Or maybe he brought it on himself. He should have known what he would find.

"Damned son of a bitch!" He snapped, throwing the cell phone off somewhere in a fit of rage. It was not even a second later that the sound of the device slamming into a wall calmed him from his outburst and the red in his vision dispensed, allowing him to witness Naruto's cell phone catapult from the wall it had hit and plop into the newly installed fish tank put in his office.

His dark eyes widened in horror, Sasuke watched the phone screen glitch off and on as it was engulfed in the tank of water and fish before it gradually sank to the bottom of the tank. NO FUCKING WAY THAT JUST FUCKING HAPPENED?!

Sasuke shot up onto his feet, fear for his life overtaking him, but it was at that very moment that his office door flew open and Naruto came barging in.

"Sasuke, I want my phone back right now." Naruto demanded, stopping in front of the Uchiha's desk.

Sasuke swallowed and eyed where Naruto's cell settled on top of the Aquarium gravel at the bottom of the tank out of the corner of his eye, inwardly praying Naruto wouldn't see what had become of the device. He cleared his throat, deciding to play it cool. "I said after work, Naruto. You've been far too distracted by it on the clock as of late." He replied, his tone filled with authority as he retook his seat at his desk.

"Look don't–" Naruto stopped himself, shutting his eyes in order to keep himself from cussing out his superior, his thumb pressed against his temple. "D-Don't talk to me like I'm a kid, alright?"

Sasuke snorted, reclining back. "Naruto, I'm not talking to you like you're a kid. I've simply noticed you've been more careless than usual lately and it's my job, as your boss, to make sure you're working efficiently in this building."

Naruto scoffed out a laugh, finding Sasuke's all mighty attitude to be as annoying as always. "You're... You're really something, you know that? Teme."

"Aren't I always, dobe?" Sasuke threw him a haughty smirk and watched beautiful, crystalline eyes roll. That reminded him. "Ah, since you're here, Daisuke has a doctor's appointment this afternoon. I have a conference to attend, so I won't be able to get him there on time. Do you mind taking him and I'll meet you there later?" He asked, Naruto's cell phone Titanic-ing at the bottom of the fish tank in his office leaving his mind in that moment. He had rescheduled the appointment for Daisuke's yearly physical for the umpteenth time and he didn't want to have to reschedule it again.

Naruto's annoyance dispensed. He couldn't help that every time Sasuke needed him he was willing to bend over backwards for him, and when it was concerning Daisuke, he certainly would do what he could. Sasuke was the same with him.

"..I'll give you a raise if you want, Naruto."

"No," He shook his head, showing the Uchiha a genuine smile. "That's not necessary. I can do it. What time is his appointment?" He honestly did feel like a second parent to Daisuke, and that he didn't mind at all. He enjoyed the feeling. Besides, Daisuke had a fear of needles and would want him there with him anyway.

Sasuke looked at the blonde in relief, a bit of stress leaving him. "Now would be a good time for you to pick him up from school actually. The drive will take some time and his appointment is at one o'clock."

"And my phone?" Naruto said, cocking an eyebrow at him. "I do need it to make calls, like the average human, ya know."

Sasuke tensed when he remembered the situation of Naruto's phone, but nodded, as impassive as he could manage. He rolled his chair back and pulled out the drawer of the desk, taking out a spare cell phone he kept in his office and then tossed it to Naruto.

Naruto caught the cell phone with ease, an odd expression claiming his face.

"I assure you I'll return your cell phone when we meet up later." He told him, shutting the drawer back.

"Um, ..but why can't I have it back now–"

"It's a promise." Sasuke flashed him an honest smile.

His blue eyes narrowing strangely at the attractive, solid smile Sasuke was giving him, Naruto stayed silent for a moment before he spoke again. "Why are you so weird lately?" He murmured, slipping the black phone Sasuke had given him into the pocket of his gray slacks.

"Hn, I don't appreciate being referred to as weird, dobe. Especially not by you, Mr. CEO of the weirdo club, Uzumaki." Sasuke shot back, wearing a frown.

Naruto snickered a bit, pointing a finger at the man. "First off, lame comeback. And secondly," He grinned wide, pleased. "Awww, you really named me CEO? I like the sound of it."

Sasuke chuckled, his eyebrows furrowed in amusement. "W-What? –Never mind. Bye, Naruto. Get going." He shooed him off, smiling, and the dobe turned around with some humorous pep-in-his-step, making his way out of his office.

Naruto then stopped at the door and turned to his boss, pointing another finger at the raven, cheekily. "See you later, Uchiha. Oh, and I would proudly like to let you know that you are a verified weirdo. I am the CEO. I have that power." He winked at him before leaving out and shutting the door behind himself.

Sasuke blinked, dumbfounded. What.. in the hell? He couldn't help the laugh that crept up his throat and covered his mouth, his body trembling in laughter as his cheekbones flushed a bit. What a dork, and he couldn't find that anymore adorable. He stopped laughing when Naruto's cell phone re-entered his mind and he jumped to his feet, running over to the fish tank in the room.

He sighed heavily, leaning over it to look into the fish tank and thankfully, the fish hadn't been affected by the electronic tainting their water. He stood straight and unbuttoned his shirt sleeve before he began to roll it up and then he stuck his hand into the tank. He grimaced in disgust, fishing for the cellphone at the bottom. The Lord must have plans to meet him far too soon because if Naruto ever found out that this was what had happened to his precious cell phone he would kill him. And he DID NOT have an early death wish.

Once Sasuke grabbed the phone and retrieved it from the tank, water having flooded the phone the inside-out, he realized Naruto still had the bunny key charm he bought for him when they had taken Daisuke to the bookstore that time. His expression softened, his heart fluttering like crazy. He breathed out, his face flushed greatly. It shouldn't be a big deal because it wasn't like that meant anything. Naruto often hung onto gifts given to him. However, Sasuke couldn't help but hope it still meant something more to the Uzumaki.

He touched the bunny charm with his fingers.

"Haaah, I'm so exhausted," Deidara whined out, seated on the couch in his lover's living room. "My manager thinks I should go on another diet and double-up on my gym game since I have that spread for Mouthz in two weeks." Deidara mentioned with a sigh, tipping his head back, his freed hair spilling back out of his face.

Itachi frowned a bit, turning his attention off of the television and quirked an eyebrow at Deidara. "A diet? Again?"

Deidara picked up his head, not deaf to the admonishment in his lover's voice. He looked at the man next to him, blue eyes absent of any clue as to what the issue was with that. "What? I think she's right, un. I want to look perfect since this is like a once in a life-time opportunity, Itachi. Do you know how rare it is to expect that I would've been chosen to be the face of it this year?" He told him, an expression of awe claiming his face. "I have to look perfect. Not a flaw in place."

"Hn," Itachi was impassive, but the slight glare he wore spoke for itself. "I understand how excited you are about it, Deidara, but I'm concerned for your health. If I recall correctly, didn't you just complete a diet?"

"Yes, but that doesn't mean I'm in the clear, un."

His eyes set in a full-on glare now, Itachi was skeptical. "Deidara, what do you mean you're not in the clear?" He slipped his fingers beneath the blond's shirt and felt on his stomach, his brow furrowed. "You're nowhere near fat. Actually, I think it would do you some good to gain a pound or two. Your body is perfect even with a bit of healthy meat on it."

Deidara blushed hard, even though his mouth twisted with attitude. "You always say that and my answer is still the same, Itachi," He retorted, grabbing the Uchiha's wrist and taking the pale hand out from under his shirt. "You can't swoon me into getting fat, un."

"Fat?" Itachi snorted. "A gained pound or two is considered fat? Hn. That sounds absolutely sickening. The industry's perception of 'fat' is unrealistic, and even more so, degrading. It's why my mother quit her modeling career you know," Itachi took his wrist out of the grasp Deidara had on it and took hold of Deidara's jaw so the blond would have no choice but to look him directly in the eyes. "I can't help but be concerned for you, Deidara." He said honestly and Deidara nodded under the spell of his serious stare.

Weak to the look in his lover's eyes and the feeling of Itachi's firm fingers pressed against his jawline, Deidara groaned out and then pouted. "It's not like I like the diets, but it's just business, Itachi. I have to look good, no matter how beautiful you tell me I am when I'm grubbing on junk food, un."

"Hn." Itachi chuckled in defeat, releasing his hold. "Be careful. That's all."

"Mh," Deidara gave a nod, smiling. Itachi's concern for him made him feel warm inside. Despite appearance, Itachi wasn't the superficial kind of guy. Well, at least when it came to the appearances of others. He desired the perfection of himself, but when it came to others, he genuinely didn't care for impractical perfection. Itachi was attracted to the down-to-earth aspects of a person. He found beauty in just about anything and if someone was okay over-weight, Itachi was one-hundred percent all for it. That's how he and Itachi were different. If someone was fat, Deidara would tell them they were fat and needed to lose weight with no remorse, but not for the purpose of sounding like an ass. He simply wanted others to look the best they could, and he didn't see a problem with that. However, sometimes, he felt like he should work on that because he knew that that part of him was disappointing to Itachi.

He realized had put his attention back on the television showcasing one of Itachi's favorite thriller dramas. He glanced away from the TV and then glanced about, his eyebrow rising. "Oh yeah, I forgot to ask. Where's that little demon-child today?"

Itachi didn't respond, his silence reprimanding.

With a knowing roll of his blue eyes, Deidara pursed his mouth. "Where is he? The... Menma kid."

"Menma-kun has returned home with his father for the weekend, Deidara."

"Oh. ..Good, un." He nodded to himself, satisfied with that bit of information. That damn kid was too much of an irritation and held such disregard when it came to respecting him. He was his elder after all. The kid should know basic manners and he couldn't stand that he didn't. Who did that little demon think he was? Deidara eyed the Uchiha watching TV, his train of thought wandering elsewhere and was curious. He had been busy for the past few weeks with work and he knew how Itachi was. Sex was a must and it had been a while for them. It was why he gave him the option in the first place. His blue gaze wandering about, seemingly innocently, he asked, "So.. have you had sex with anyone else as of late?"

"No." Itachi answered, simply.

Deidara blinked. "Really? You haven't?"

Itachi dryly looked the blond in the face, annoyed that he was being asked more than once. "Deidara, why is it you're giving me the option to indulge outside of this relationship, but you, yourself, doesn't desire the same?"

Deidara breathed out and shrugged his shoulders. "Well, because you're all I want, Itachi. But I'm giving you the option because this is your first relationship and I wouldn't want you to feel like I'm tying you down. I still want you to feel you have that freedom, un."

Eying Deidara intently, Itachi said nothing as he pondered to himself. Did Deidara not trust that he could be intimate with solely him? Of course, he had told him the truth, he didn't have sex with anyone else. He and Menma hadn't had sex, and Deidara didn't exactly ask if he had been 'involved' with anyone else. He would assume Deidara only cared about anything pertaining to actual intercourse, but it didn't sit well with him that if Deidara hadn't given him the option to do his own thing that his lover still wouldn't trust him in the first place.

"Itachi, do you want to go out later?" Deidara asked with a smile, breaking Itachi out of his train of thought and a fine, dark brow lifted at him.

"Go where?"

Deidara smiled wider, running his fingers through his own hair, letting it sweep to one side of his head. "I don't know, un. I just want to go out with you," He said, moving off of the sofa to grab his open can of tea from where it was on the coffee table. "Oh, how about we go to the aquarium! I want to see the dolphins, un!" He exclaimed, sitting back down next to the Uchiha.

Itachi hadn't even noticed that although his own face hardened, it also paled. "Deidara, again, what is with you and sea life? I've expressed to you countless times that I, Uchiha Itachi, do not fuck with dolphins. They are vile creatures."

"Y-You're honestly stuck on them being rapists?" Deidara laughed, taking a sip of his drink. "Come on, Itachi. With your level of intelligence, you can't believe that, un."

Itachi narrowed his dark gaze at the blond in insult. "Yes, I believe it, Deidara. I was a mere child when I was almost raped by one of those primitive beasts." His eye twitched as he watched his lover toss his head back, laughing out in pure hysteria. "Hn, find it as comical as you want, Deidara. One day you shall be a witness, or, God forbid, a victim of their true nature."

Deidara laughed harder, tears arising in the corners of his eyes, his cheeks flushed. Did Itachi know how ridiculous he sounded right now? He took a deep breath, lifting his head and looked his lover in the face. Itachi did not look amused.

"Deidara, it's not at all a laughing matter. Are you aware that they also possess prehensile penises, which they can use to wrap around the ankle or wrist of their victims in order to succeed in pulling them down into dolphin rape caves, and there, they will proceed to gang-bang their victims until they bleed out."

Deidara stared at him with horrified eyes, a half-grin on his face. He understood that Itachi had this traumatic fear of dolphins because of an incident that happened to him when he was younger and even though it was ridiculous, he couldn't help but feel bad for him. Itachi seriously thought he was about to be raped that day.

"Aw I'm so sorry, un," He cooed, reaching his arms over and wrapping his them around Itachi's head as he still held his drink, bringing the side of the Uchiha's face to his chest. "Poor baby," He mockingly consoled, petting his head.

Itachi's eye twitched, again.

Naruto knew he could never get used to this upscale kind of hospital. The decor for a simple WAITING AREA was far too lavish. The seating was so plush and soft it almost made him feel like falling asleep as he sat. He grinned slightly, shifting a bit. So nice.. . Okay, maybe he did kind of wish his visits to the doctors was this comfortable.

He looked around at the children's play area and small library, the room quiet. Okay, and it was also kind of cool that the Uchiha had their own designated waiting area, in just about every medical facility they attended. "Dai', why don't you go play?" He said, looking at the child sitting next to him occupied on Sasuke's phone.

Daisuke raised his eyes up from the cell phone he was playing on and looked over at Naruto with a smile. "Nah. I'm okay right here."

"Alright," Naruto shrugged and then took a glance over at the Uchiha on the other side of Daisuke. Sasuke had just arrived not even a minute ago and he was surprised it had taken the man so long to finish up whatever business he had had to take care of before now. "Sasuke, give me my phone." Naruto reached over, holding the black cell phone Sasuke had given earlier out to him.

Naruto's sudden demand drew Sasuke's attention, causing the Uchiha to tense up a bit. He showed a tight smile to the scowl Naruto was aiming at him. "Ah, right." Sasuke reached into his suit jacket pocket and retrieved the cellphone, swiftly taking back his own and handed over his friend's. "There you are."

Naruto paused and blinked at the cell phone he was given, the unfamiliar color and design of it obvious. "Sasuke, this isn't my phone."

Sasuke avoided blue eyes. "I know. I bought you a new one."

"I didn't need a new one."

"Hn, yes you did. I... accidentally dropped your phone and it broke, therefore I thought it was only right to buy you another. I had everything from your old one automatically backed-up, so you don't need to worry about that either."

Naruto opened his mouth to voice his disconcertment, but then bit at his lower lip. "But what did you do with my phone. I had.. something important on–"

It was at that moment that a nurse walked out from the door that led into another sector of the hospital and called for Daisuke.

Sasuke would have let Naruto know that he had 'what was so important', but he found it more amusing to see if Naruto would actually say aloud what was so important to him, so Sasuke pretended he hadn't heard what Naruto was about to say and stood from his seat, patting Daisuke on the head to get his attention and told him it was time for his check-up.

His mouth stammering apart, Naruto stood, reluctant to voice what was so bothersome, and in the end, decided to silently follow the two Uchiha through the door that the nurse had come out of.

What if Sasuke threw it out?

Naruto rubbed at the back of his head sheepishly, trailing behind them and the very chipper nurse as she ushered them in the direction of the examination room.

"So, Daisuke-kun, how are you today?" The nurse asked warmly, glancing back over her shoulder to look down at the boy holding his father's hand.

Daisuke tightened his hold on his father's hand, showing her a tense smile. "Oh, I'm fine. Just hoping and prayin' that a needle comes nowhere near my arm, face, toes, my stomach, my neck-Even my backside! Yeah, I don't want to get a shot today."

The nursed had long ago lost herself in laughter, holding her clipboard close to her chest. The boy never failed to make her smile and laugh, even when she was having the worst of stressful of days. "O-Oh, well, I'll be sure to give your Doc' a heads up." She replied, raising her humored eyes onto the boy's father. "And you, Sasuke-san?"

"As fine as I can be dealing with this special case right here, thank you." Sasuke chuckled and Daisuke made a sound of outrage, pouting up at the man.

"Good, good," The nurse giggled. Daisuke certainly was entertaining. She could only imagine what Sasuke dealt with on a regular basis.

She came to a stop at the appointed examination room and opened the door, gesturing for them to walk inside and they did so. "Of course we'll start off with what we always do first. You know, height, weight, sight and hearing check, so if you can have him change out of his clothes and into the gown, then I'll be right back to get him." She said with a smile and Sasuke nodded in compliance before she closed the room door back to leave them to their privacy.

"I don't feel like having to take my clothes off." Daisuke shivered, his cheeks flushing a bit. The room was cold and smelled of cleaning agents, gloves and hospital.

Naruto was quiet and pocketed his hands, taking a seat on the examination table as Sasuke helped Daisuke take off his clothes and change into the hospital gown. He was of course PANICKING inside because his bunny charm was not on his new phone and he didn't really care about anything else other than that right now. He didn't care that Sasuke had accidentally broken his phone and had to replace it. He just wanted to know where his bunny was!

The view of the sky outside of the window was darkening since evening was approaching. Daisuke's physical had gone well, thankfully minus a shot of any kind and a Daisuke freak-out.

Now, as a result of their growling stomach, they were in a McDonalds.

A frown set on his face, Sasuke eyed the two across from him at the table playing with the toys from their Mighty Kids Meal through his dark sunglasses. Yes, Naruto, a full-grown, adult man, had ordered a Might Kids Meal and was at that very moment finding amusement in a plastic action figure, which was nothing new. Sasuke was not a fan of such filth, also known as McDonalds, along with his distaste for many other fast food chain restaurants, but seeing Naruto play with this toy... Yes. He was certain that McDonalds must inject a drug of some sort into their food because Naruto was honestly enjoying himself. It was comical, but something he found strange to this day.

"Hey, Sasuke," Naruto said, drawing him out of whatever he was thinking about in that frustrating mind of his and dark eyes looked him in the face. "Dude, don't look so unhappy. You still haven't eaten your food, ya know."

"Yeah. It'll get cold, Daddy." Daisuke told him with a grin, pointing to the tray that held his father's meal. "You want to enjoy a hot meal, don't you?"

Sasuke turned his narrowed gaze down on the meal in front of him. Of course he wouldn't be noticed, thanks to the aid of the dark glasses he wore and the snapback on Daisuke's head, but he wouldn't be caught dead, in public, with this junk anywhere in vicinity of his sacred mouth. Naruto knew that. "No, I don't, Daisuke. I'm sitting in a fast-food facility, everyone is too noisy and this food is a case of clogged arteries waiting to happen."

Naruto scowled, his mouth pursed. "It's not that damn bad, teme. And how can you say that when I've even gotten you to taste McDonalds on more than one occasion. You just refuse to admit that you like it." He muttered, picking up a fry off of the wrapping his burger was in and holding it out to him. "Here. You're hungry, that's why you're cranky."

"Will you quit talking to me like I'm a child, dobe." Sasuke retorted, crossing his arms firmly.

Daisuke made action sound effects with his mouth as he flipped over the toy motorcycle and then brought the male action figure crashing down on top of it, paying the two adults no mind whatsoever.

"No, not until you eat it. Besides, you owe me. You did break my phone." Naruto shot him a pout, wagging the french fry in front of the Uchiha's narrowed expression. "Eat it and I'll forgive you." He demanded, despite not actually being pissed off about the replacement of his phone.

Sasuke tensed, guilt scratching at the back of his conscience, and the adorable, pleading look Naruto was showing him did nothing but rile up that heat inside of him. Don't get a boner, don't get a boner, don't get a BONER, was what he inwardly chanted to himself. His frown receding, he sighed. "Fine," He surrendered and Naruto grinned at him, stopping his movements with the fry and waited for him to take it. However, instead of grabbing the fry, Sasuke wrapped his hand around Naruto's wrist.

Naruto stilled, confusion arising in his blue eyes.

"Fine, I'll eat it. But, you have to feed it to me," He commanded smoothly, his lips stretching into a smirk. This was kind of evil of him, but he couldn't help it.

His cheeks warming, Naruto swallowed and nodded. Ugh, he didn't get why he simply nodded! Or why he was going to obey! But before he could even think in a right state of mind, Naruto stood from his seat and leaned the fry in closer to the Uchiha's mouth. "Damn asshole," He uttered under his breath, and even though he knew Sasuke heard him, the older man merely open his mouth, looking very amused.

He watched Sasuke take a bite of the fry and then sat back down. "Well?"

Sasuke chewed, as if the taste was unpleasant. "Hn. As I've said before on many occasions, it's-"

"Tolerable." Naruto interjected with a roll of his eyes, tossing what was left of the fry Sasuke took a bite of into his own mouth.

Sasuke said nothing, crimson irrupting throughout his cheeks at the sight of watching Naruto eat the fry he bit off of. They had been eating off of each other for years, so he didn't get why he was reacting this way right now. His heart was throbbing so hard.

"-Daddy!" Daisuke called, his father blinking himself back into reality and the little Uchiha stared at him, oddly. "Naru-chan, was talking to you. He was asking if what happened to his phone was the truth." He said, going on to twirl his action figure in the air as he held it.

Naruto cocked an eyebrow at the Uchiha across from him. "Yeah, what's wrong with you? You've been zoning-out so much lately."

"Uh, ..nothing. Everything is fine, I assure you."

Not sure if he believed him all that much, Naruto's nod was hesitant. "...Well, what happened to my phone? You dropped it once and it broke?"

"I… dropped it once and it broke." He restated, looking him directly in the eyes, glad that Naruto couldn't see how guilt-ridden they were. "And I've replaced it, so I don't see the problem."

"Teme, I've dropped my phone plenty of times and it's never broke. Cracked maybe, but never broke." Naruto narrowed his eyes, skeptical and Sasuke's impassive demeanor was a bit frustrating. "And the problem that there still is, is that there was something important.. on it." He half-murmured, blushing slightly.

Sasuke inwardly smiled. He guessed Naruto wouldn't say it. The Uzumaki was still going to hold back, no matter how desperate and frustrated he felt. Sasuke slipped his hand into his jacket pocket and retrieved that 'something important.' "You mean this," He said, showing it to the blonde and blue eyes lit up at it. "Hn. I figured you would still wanted it, dobe. I was simply waiting for you to ask for it." He smirked.

"-So why did you need to be an asshole about it if you knew!" Naruto whined out, snatching it out from Sasuke's fingers. "You're such a meanie sometimes, you know that? She means a lot to me. Uka isn't some small trinket." He retorted, his cheeks puffed out as he scowled over at the Uchiha. He cherished the little bunny. It was a gift from Sasuke and it meant a lot to him, even if that seemed silly.

"Uka, hm?" Daisuke set his action figure down, grinning wide at the charm. "That's the one Daddy bought at the book store, right?"

Naruto smiled, nodding.

"Naru-chan, you're so weird!" Daisuke giggled.

Naruto blinked twice, baffled. "Hey?! Who's weird?"

Sasuke shook his head and snorted, "You, dobe. Even if something had happened to it, it wouldn't be a big deal. I'll buy you as many bunny charms as you like."

"That's what I was thinking too." Daisuke remarked, reaching over and poking up at the bunny charm.

Hearing Sasuke say that, Naruto flushed a dark red color, the sensation of butterflies he felt in his stomach swarming around like crazy. "B-But that's not the point. Sasuke, I don't want to be showered with bunny charms just because. That's not why she means so much. ..." He murmured, the heart-felt sound of his voice causing Sasuke's eyes to widen.

... He still had a chance?

Uchiha Sasuke still had a chance!

To be continued...

A/N: Drama on the way. Itachi's hilarious with his fear of dolphins, haha!