A/N: Agh, I seem to have a problem with deadlines nowadays xP Here's the 10th chapter! OMG, I can't believe it has gotten this far! I'm shocked and so proud of myself! And, so, I will give you guys a present for being able to stand me for so long! ;)

IMPORTANT REMINDER NOTICE: THE POLLS WILL NOW CLOSE ON CHAPTER 11, IN WHICH I WILL ANNOUNCE ONE OF THE SEMES IN A SEXY WAY! THIS UPCOMING FRIDAY, SATURDAY, SUNDAY, MONDAY, OR TUESDAY WILL BE MY LAST UPLOAD UNTIL AUGUST 2!

WARNING: OMG! SERIOUSLY IF YOU DON'T KNOW THIS ALREADY FOR SOME REASON, I'LL TELL YOU YET AGAIN! THIS STORY IS M-RATED! ALSO, THIS CHAPTER HAS THE FIRST COMPLETE LEMON! ENJOY, PERVS!

Previously on "Saying 'Yes'":

"Wow, your hair is so beautiful. Would you mind us freeing it from the ponytail for the show?" One of the woman surrounding him asked.

Kurama looked up at the brunette and gave her an unintentionally charming smile. "Of course I wouldn't."

The women around him all blushed and tried to continue on with their work without getting hypnotized by those dangerously sexy blue eyes.

Itachi was currently being pampered a feet or two away from Kurama, the females cornering him in his seat also looking quite flustered. Izuna and Tobirama, both having been done getting ready in their white and black suits, were smirking amusedly.

"Alright, ladies, they're perfect! Stop drooling over them and go!"

Chapter 10: The Grand Reveal

"If our love is tragedy, why are you my remedy..."

Naruto hummed the rest of the catchy song he has begun to be addicted to. He wasn't sure if it were the lyrics, the language (although he doubted this one because he was pretty certain he was failing English), the rhythm, or maybe the strong attractive female voice, but he had even started hearing it his dreams. 'Ah...dreams.'

Last night, what he had couldn't be considered a dream or a nightmare, it was more like memories being replayed with a soundtrack. Or perhaps more like small gifs? 'No, no, gifs have no music,' Naruto corrected himself. The dream, memory, vision, whatever, always was about that hateful day. That utterly heartbreaking day that was the worse of his existence, when Sasuke disappeared from his life like a ghost. It's been a while since he had those...whatever it was. And it scared him. People often say nightmares are warnings, visions of the future, or, the one Naruto hoped most, that they were simple feelings of anxiety or irrational fears the mind picks up. It was true that a few weeks ago he had been panicking about Sasuke's stability with him, but never like this, with his unconsciousness adding to the horror.

Sighing and shaking his head as if to shake off his superstitious thoughts, Naruto stretched his arms up high where he sat on his messy bed, letting out a long and loud yawn, wondering what was that woke him up, since it seemed it was still pretty early in the morning; the sky was just lighting up from what he could see through the French doors. 'Huh, where are my curtains? I can see Sasuke's balcony.'

Naruto nearly jolted where he sat when he felt the bed vibrate. Firstly thinking it was an earthquake, he made way to duck under the bed; along the instinctive action, he realized it was just his phone, which fell on top of his chest when he landed with a loud thud unto the floor beside his bed.

'Dammit,' Naruto groaned at the pain in his skull from the impact, raising one hand to rub the spot as he sat up and the other answering the phone blindly. "Hello?"

"Why do you sound constipated?"

Naruto growled in annoyance. "Shut up, teme. It was because of you calling me so early that I fell down my bed!"

"Ah, once a dobe, always a dobe."

The 'dobe' growled again, but in the inside he felt happier than he had been the last few days, Sasuke frequently had this effect on him. "Yeah, and once a teme, always a teme."

"You suck at comebacks."

"Oh, shove it up your ass! I just woke up and my brain is foggy."

Sasuke gasped mockingly. "You have a brain? I would've never known!"

Naruto was glad Sasuke didn't see his face, which was now sporting a very large smile, although it wouldn't surprise him if the Uchiha heard it in his voice. "Teme!"

"Dobe."

"Jerk!"

"Usuratonkachi."

"Asshole!"

"Not even in your dreams."

Naruto stopped, blue eyes wide in astonishment, mouth hanging open, a light blush decorating his cheeks. 'Did Sasuke just-?' "Did you just make a dirty joke?"

"I suppose." Sasuke's voice showed he was really enjoying this.

"Alright, who are you, voice impostor, and what have to done to Sasuke? I'll warn you, he's very important to me, so you better hope to be bringing him back unharmed or I'll personally cut your dick off!"

"You are such an idiot."

Naruto smiled, sighing. "Ah, there's my Sasuke."

"...I'm not a possession, Naruto."

It was the way Sasuke said it that triggered something in Naruto he wasn't quite sure what was, yet, anyways. It slightly angered him for some reason. "Hmmph. You're still my best friend, so...ugh, whatever." The rest of his sentence was going to go like this: 'So, you are mine!' but he hesitated and, although he did this rarely, actually thought about what kind of impact that response would have. It was true Sasuke wasn't a possession, however, now that Naruto thought about it, he did act like Sasuke was his. Maybe not as a possession...could one be so possessive over a best friend? Naruto didn't know and for now, he didn't want to know. "Why are you calling me so early, anyways?"

"Hn. I woke up feeling better today so I thought we would've gone to the park for snowball fights with a couple of the guys. Tomorrow's Christmas week, we wouldn't have another chance to hang out with the group 'til it's over."

Why did Sasuke sound so careful? As if he had been practicing what he was going to say? Brushing the thought aside, Naruto gave an enthusiastic shout, pumping one fist high up. "Yay! That's awesome! It'll Be the ultimate battle of the year! I'll call Kiba, Shino, and Lee! Maybe we could even invite Kurama-nii and Itachi-nii! They'll be great recruits!"

"Naruto! Shut up, it's too early for this!" Kushina's yell resounded around the entire house, making Naruto flinch and Sasuke chuckle.

"Sorry, Mommy!"

"Mommy?"

"You better be sorry!"

"Shut it, teme, she's nicer when I call her 'Mommy'."

"Whatever you say."

Naruto smiled widely. "Okay! So I'll hop over to your room after I get ready!"

"Hn. Fine."

When Sasuke hanged up, Naruto scurried to get his winter clothing from his closet, tripping over his blankets on the floor once or twice. He was grinning so much, he thought his face might break from how happy he was. 'OK! I'll wear the orange coat with the blue jeans, the orange boats and the blue gloves!'

Once having everything in his grasp, he blinked and eyed his opened closet. 'Huh. So Sasuke was right. I only have orange and blue- oh, wait! That's black! He's wro- Ah, no, that's my dad's borrowed suit from the wedding...'

The thought of the wedding put Naruto to think, not quite believing that it actually happened in this same month. He felt as if that occasion was years ago instead of mere weeks. Everything kind of changed since then, Naruto realized. When he'd go back to school, it'd be a nightmare to explain to everyone the new variables in his life. His brother was gay for Itachi and now they were an item. Madara and Hashirama, along with Tobirama and Izuna, were happily and surprisingly together as well. Naruto's own sexuality has changed, Sasuke isn't such a complete bastard (which was a concerning fact that made Naruto a bit uneasy); he and Sasuke had new piercings and tattoos. Gaara and him had been a couple for a week at most, but that was done with.

'Gaara...' Naruto sighed. He hadn't had the chance to talk about this ordeal. No one except the ex-couple themselves (at least of what Naruto was aware) knew that they had broken up. The blond intended on telling Sasuke right away, but since he was sick, he waited a day to come bursting through his bathroom door, which lead to...um, some quite embarrassing situations. Naruto walked toward his own washroom, eyeing the shower with distaste. It was incredibly cold already, and the heater in his shower broke last week (how was Naruto supposed to know that if you yank the shower head for support the whole shit will come out?!). He had been taking his bathes in his older brother's room, but Naruto was feeling extra-lazy today. Besides, his own room was adequately heated, if he chose to leave for Kurama's chambers, it would surely mean he'd freeze to death along the way.

Finally deciding on just brushing his teeth and changing clothes (he took a bath yesterday anyways), he smiled at his reflection in the mirror for a minute. The patches on his cheeks were still there even though that by now he was allowed to take them off, like the one on his wrist. But he had retained himself from doing so, seeing as Sasuke hadn't taking them off himself. If Naruto were to be honest with himself, he'd say he wanted to take it all off together with Sasuke, like a dramatic reveal for them both to add to their large list of emotional moments, together.

Giving himself one last smile, Naruto darted out of the bathroom, taking his boots in one hand, and put them on as soon as he entered his balcony, rapidly closing the French doors that lead to his messy bedroom before the light snowfall could enter. The blond grinned to himself, hopping onto the ladder he just put between his balcony and the bastard's so he could crawl over to Sasuke's. He usually only used this idea when it was too late to come in through the main door, or, on this case, too early. Once his feet were planted on solid ground, he dragged the ladder off and placed it on the side, supported by the railing.

Naruto kicked the snow off his boots before entering Sasuke's room, closing the french door behind him and quickly ripping off his shoes, and his gloves, before Sasuke could through a fit about snow in his carpet, practically throwing them into a basket Sasuke put beside the door for him. The blond looked around the room, not seeing the bastard anywhere. Normally, he would've burst through the bathroom door. But Naruto didn't want any more awkward moments like that, at least not today. He still hadn't gotten over the fact he found Sasuke, his own best friend, sexually pleasing. Anyways, what were you supposed to do about it? Naruto couldn't just walk up to the raven, risk their since birth valuable beautiful friendship over a simple thing like an attraction. No, he couldn't put this precious and unique relationship in danger over something so stupid. Never. He loved it too much. Sasuke was so important to him, and one of the main characters in his life. He wouldn't know what he'd be without him.

Surely, this fascination his body had with Sasuke, would disappear if he tried hard enough.

"You were pretty quick." Sasuke appeared through his bedroom room, a tray with two plates of toast and eggs with two cups of warm tea and chocolate in his right hand, closing the door quietly with his left. "I figured you would've been hungry, so I prepared breakfast."

Naruto smiled widely, letting out a laugh as he walked up to the raven, taking his plate and cup of chocolate. "Thanks, honey!"

Sasuke scowled, looking away. "Idiot."

Naruto chuckled, skipping over to Sasuke's desk, since the bastard didn't let him eat in his bed, and started eating, moaning. "I love the way you make these eggs! I swear, it's like you have hidden talents everywhere!" The words brought a naughty smirk on his lips, swiftly turning on the chair to face his best friend, who was eating at the edge of the bed. "Tell me, are you good at blowjobs too?"

Sasuke practically choked on his food, making Naruto laugh. Glaring, with a very light blush his friend noticed with interest, the Uchiha grabbed one of his pillows and whacked it on the blond's head. "Pervert."

"You love it!"

"Hn."

They were silent for awhile, peacefully eating, and, in Naruto's case, checking the other out. Sasuke was wearing many things for his warmth, him getting cold easily, a blue turtle-neck with a black coat, blue jeans, a blue scarf covering half of his face in a way that reminded Naruto of one of their phycologist. The blond was wary of allowing Sasuke to go back outside, not wanting his best of all friends to get sick again, but he trusted the raven's judgement on his health, even though the Uchiha tended to overwork himself. Munching on his last piece of buttered toast thoughtfully, Naruto reached over for Sasuke's bandaged wrist when he finished his breakfast, eyeing it. "Hey, I was thinking that we can finally get rid of these things. I mean, the tattooist said five days max, right?"

Sasuke observed the way the tan complexion of Naruto's hand contrasted with his pale skin. "Yeah, we can take it off."

When Sasuke made way to rip out the bandage of his own wrist, Naruto raised his left hand to stop him, using both hands to gently prod off the cloth and smiling hugely at the reveal. It looked beautiful to Naruto, just like he imagined it would look on his best friend's

snowy skin. "It suits you!" He then proceeding to not so delicately get his own off, putting their wrists together and the grin on Naruto's beaming face widened considerably. "It looks so perfect, don't you think so-"

Naruto stopped mid-sentence when Sasuke hands reached up to bring the blond's face closer to his. The Uzumaki's breath hitched in surprise and slight anticipation. He felt the raven's long fingers tenderly take off the patches on his cheeks, his blue eyes being captured by intensely concentrating onyx ones. Naruto could literally feel the temperature and tension in the room skyrocket, and Sasuke seemed to calm and at ease, that the blond wondered if it was all one-sided.

The moment Sasuke pulled back with the patches in his hands, Naruto almost whined at the lost of heat. Catching himself before he could let out such a sound, he rapidly snapped out of it. "So? How do I look?"

Sasuke blinked at him with a light frown. This made Naruto worry at first but it stopped when he saw the pale male's lips twitch slightly. The raven stood up, picking up the bandages and throwing them to the trash can he had beside the desk, taking out a hand mirror from one of the drawers and giving it to Naruto. "Why don't you look at it yourself?"

Naruto took the mirror uncertainly and was pleasantly surprised to see himself looking so..."Oh my god...I'm sexy!"

Sasuke snorted, rolling his eyes. "As if. You look like a fox."

"A sexy fox!" Naruto smiled up at the raven, eyes twinkling mischievously.

Sasuke sighed, shaking his head. "Hn." He looked down at the mirror in Naruto's hand, his bangs hiding his eyes from view and making it impossible for the blond to read his expression. "Say, dobe, why won't you invite Gaara?"

Naruto was surprised at the sudden change of subject, frowning and placing the mirror aside on top of Sasuke's desk. He gulped, and sighed. "I...We broke up."

By the way Sasuke's head suddenly snapped up, Naruto knew that wasn't what the raven was expecting. "You...broke up?"

"Mm-Hm." Naruto was solemnly looking straight at the floor.

"Are you...okay?"

Naruto glanced up at the Uchiha with watery eyes. "Not really."

The look immediately set Sasuke into action, the raven walking up to Naruto and giving him a tissue from the tissue box on his desk. The blond accepted it, digging his face into it. He didn't know why he was crying about it now. He didn't cry once yesterday! Why now? He just felt...so worthless! Like he failed Gaara. He hated failing. He loved all his friends! Why... "I'm useless!"

"You're not useless." Sasuke whispered, kneeling down in front of his best friend, placing his hands on the blond's knees and looking up into ocean blue eyes. The raven gave Naruto a small smile. "You're Uzumaki Naruto. The blond idiot everyone loves that makes everybody smile."

Naruto's tears were set free from those unique words, sobs raking through his body, practically throwing himself into Sasuke's surprised arms. They both fell on the ground, with Naruto on top, but neither cared. The raven was humming a low tune to calm Naruto, his hands rubbing his back as the blond dug his face into the warm neck. Only Sasuke could reduce him to this. Only him could make him tell the Uchiha everything. Only him could comfort him with the rare kind words.

And he was more than glad he had him.

"What do you want from me?"

The living room where the two redheads were seated was incredulously quiet, the only sound coming from clock hanging on the wall, it's soft tic-toc somehow sounds managing to annoy Nagato to hell. Mito wasn't responding, looking thoughtfully at the young man she helped raise. He certainly has gotten older, and much manlier, maybe because of the suit he wore. She remembered how he used to be so delicate and petite for a boy, how his red hair was always covering his eyes. Now, he was taller, broad to a certain extent, nonetheless a bit slender. He still had his bangs, but they were carefully placed at the side, leaving one brilliant eye to narrow at her in distrust and impatience.

She sighed, straightening in her white seat and putting her tea cup on the table in front of her. "Is that how you usually great your Aunt?"

"I haven't seen you in decades. You deserve no less." Nagato countered, his face impossibly stern.

"That can't be all it is to it. I mean, I heard when Kushina-chan and you reunited after so many years, you were all over each other, crying in joy. Why not do so with me?" Mito asked. She had an idea as to why she was getting this treatment, but she wanted to hear it from him.

"Why do I not do so with you?" Nagato gave the woman an incredulous look, nails digging into his knee caps. "You know why, so stop acting so cretinous, for Buddha's sake! You come along your merry way and think you can just meddle with my friends' and family's life!"

This put a frown on the female's face. "Am I not your family?"

"No. You stopped being so when you disappeared and took everything." Nagato's voice was strong and dominant, a deep fearful monotone. "You should be grateful I even allowed you to come to my home. So, I will ask again, what do you want from me?"

Mito's jaw clicked, closing her eyes. "I never meant to-"

"What do you want from me?!" Mito was surprised at Nagato's fierce yell. He was standing, glaring and seething at her with his fists by his side. "You took many things from me, Mito." The redheaded male spoke her name as if it were something incredibly vile. "I will not allow you to take anything else from me, or Kushina, or her kids, or the Uchiha who helped me become who I am today. I want to know the reason for your pleasant visit, so I could promptly decline and make you leave my home before I commit an offense. So cut the crap."

The Uzumaki matriarch sighed in dismay, standing up gracefully as well, her long turquoise kimono robes shifting ever so slightly. She faced her nephew with a grim expression. "You must quit Akatsuki."

Nagato snorted, crossing his arms in front his chest, looking at her as if she were mad. "And why would I do that?"

"If you do so, I'll give you the rightful place of being the next Uzumaki patriarch."

Mito almost smiled at Nagato's dumbfounded face. "What?"

"It's all yours if cut your connections with Uchiha Itachi. Also, if you disown the former Uzumaki Kurama and Uzumaki Naruto from the honorable surname, and disinherit Uzumaki Kushina."

Nagato's glare came back with a vengeance as he hissed out his response. "You're crazy if you ever believed I'd agree to such a thing! Like I will make any deals with you! I'll never betray them!"

"Humph." Mito tusked, shaking her head, and turning to make way toward the front door. "I hope you realize your mistake before it's too late. You do have a child on the way, don't you?"

"My only mistake is allowing you to ever speak a word to me." Nagato growled, his body rigid. Thoughts ran through his mind with mild panic, wondering what she meant by her inquiry. "And yes, I do."

Mito smiled achingly sweet as she opened the white wooden front door. "What a sad thing it would be if he or she were to have no one to take care of 'em?"

And with that she left, leaving a troubled and hugely pissed off Nagato behind.

Itachi was in a dilemma. A very a bad one indeed. He eyed his two choices out carefully, tapping his chin with his finger thoughtfully. 'What to do, what to do...'

"My god, Itachi, just take a fucking pen already!"

Kisame swore that the both of them had been standing in this part of convenience store for half an hour already. When they left the office to go to the shop, Itachi had warned him he had to be patient with him but now this was just ridiculous! Who in the world took so long deciding which ink color pen to take, really?! Were Uchihas all this picky? If so, Kisame felt sorry for Kurama and Naruto, the poor guys had to live with Itachi and Sasuke for so long! No wonder the Uzumaki weren't exactly the most tolerant people! They already had their endurance being seriously tested since birth!

Itachi looked up at his associate, raising an amused elegant eyebrow. "But I still haven't decided, Kisame-kun. I did warn you, didn't I?"

The large man sighed, pouting a bit. "Yes, you did. But, seriously. It's just a black or blue pen. Buy both if you have to."

"That's brilliant!" Itachi charmingly grinned, taking both of the pens and placing it in the cart Kisame was in charge of. "You could've just said so, my dear friend."

Kisame couldn't help the small blush at the expression, he simply nodded dumbly in response.

"Now." Itachi turned his attention to the stack of print papers on the next shelf. "Which should we take? Recycled or not?"

By the way Itachi snickered at the last part, and the fact he was hiding his face from view, Kisame knew he was being played at. "You fucker!"

Itachi laughed, taking the recycled stack and placing it into the cart with a smirk. "I'm sorry, I quite enjoy ruffling your feathers."

Kisame growled at him. "I'm so going to have payback somehow."

"Whatever you say." Itachi snorted, leading the way to the next aisle.

"I'm serious."

"I'm sure you are."

"Dickwad."

"Clod."

"Fuck you."

"Not today." Itachi stopped in the medicine inscription-registration area. "Do you mind looking for some almond milk for me while I order?"

"Sure." Kisame said happily, almost as if they weren't just playfully bickering a few moments ago. It wasn't surprising in their friendship. It would always be Kisame starting it and Itachi ending them peacefully. The raven never took anything Kisame said to heart, which slightly bothered the Hoshigaki. He wished Itachi would quarrel with him like he did with Kurama, but he knew that that was a hopeless and stupid thing to wish for. Besides, he was just fine being able to be regularly be by the Uchiha's side. Once or twice, Kisame had a few run-ins with Kurama, who would stare at him with the occasional mild threatening or sympathetic look. It's not like they hated each other, though. When Itachi was dating Sora, Kisame often found himself getting drunk beside Kurama. The redhead was an easily likable man, and Kisame often envied him. They both knew how the other felt about Itachi before they even knew it themselves, which led to an illogical trust to roam between them. If some sort of emergency were to occur, Kisame was sure he'd be one of the people Itachi or even Kurama himself would call, and he had no problem with being the third wheel.

When Kisame reached the aisle of boxed milk, he sweatdropped at the seemingly thousands of different types of almond milk. 'Damn nearly vegan Uchiha,' Kisame sighed. He scanned through his memory the times he'd seen Itachi use milk for coffee and instantly found the brand. On the way back, Kisame was surprised to see a rigid Itachi looking up at a screen TV with a very uncharacteristic look of slight apprehension and alarm on his face.

"Itachi? Are you alright?" Kisame was immediately at his side, placing his hand on the Uchiha's shoulder, shaking it a bit. Itachi payed the blue-skinned man no mind, eyes locked with what they were giving on the TV.

Exasperated, Kisame turned, starting to open his mouth to ask again what was wrong when nothing rapidly caught his attention of the news channel the TV displayed. He snapped his mouth shut with an audible click though, when he finally caught sight of what made his own expression become ghastly.

"Orochimaru..."

"I want to be with you, Sasuke-kun!"

"Uhh, no, that sounded lame. Like straight out of a pathetic anime." Karin yawned, stretching a bit in her seat. The coffee shop she was in was large and full of people, so her group of girls, which composed of Hinata, Ino, and Sakura, hadn't ordered yet. The table had complementary appetizers that Hinata and her were quietly eating away, as Sakura sighed in dismay.

"But I don't know what else to say." The pinkhaired female sighed again, placing her manicured hands on the table.

"I love you, Sasuke-kun!" Karin supplied. "That's the normal way to confess a love for someone."

"But Sasuke-kun has had so many people say that to him!" Sakura spoke with urgency. "Next week we'll be meeting up and I want to finish the day with us as a perfect couple."

"Ne, Karin." Ino looked bored, her cheek resting against her hand which was probed up by her elbow on the table. She faced the redhead sitting beside her. "I thought you were interested in Sasuke as well. What happened?"

Hinata and Sakura looked at Ino, well, Hinata looked, Sakura more like saw right through as if the blonde wasn't even there to begin with. The soft-spoken girl quietly sighed. No one knew what had happened between Ino and Sakura, but it seemed to have been the worst fight of the century. The many times they had gone out together this week, Ino and Sakura had been flat out ignoring each other as they didn't even exist. This worried Hinata greatly, she being a pacifist by nature. She loved her friends very much, and she didn't appreciate the thought of breaking up because of something dumb like a misunderstanding. At least, Hinata hoped it was an misunderstanding.

Karin blinked in surprise at the question, glancing at her blonde friend. "Oh? Well..." She struggled to find the right words, pushing her red glasses up on the bridge of her nose. "I kind of gave up." She finished sheepishly.

"You gave up?" Sakura was openly startled. First Ino, now Karin? What was going on? Was luck finally by her side?

"Yeah." Karin smiled warmly. "I realized it wasn't right for someone to declare they love a person without really knowing him. Don't get me wrong, Sasuke-kun is still a total smoking hottie. And he did...save me." Her glossy brown-reddish eyes glistened momentarily at the dark memories. Hinata, Sakura and Ino became quiet, watching the emotions cross their friend's face. Nobody really knew what happened the month Sasuke was gone, at least not any of his friends, but when he was found, he was found along with Karin, Juugo, and Suigetsu. The four of them for the few first days were always around each other, and used to panic when one of them would be gone. That caused the extra three to be registered in a orphanage around the same area where Sasuke lived. After a month or two, they were finally able to act like normal people, not having any problems in being away from each other. The four of them had a deep bond. Not as deep as Sasuke's and Naruto's bond, per se, nor as deep as the Uchiha brothers or the Uzumaki brothers, but it was close.

Finally shaking off her reminiscence, she grinned toothily at the rest of the girls. "He will forever hold a special part in my heart, and I will forever fawn over him, but I search for no relationship with him anymore. I, um, actually started going out with someone else."

"Someone else?" Ino's blue eyes sparkled in mischief, her hands slapping against the table. "No way! Who asked you out?!"

"Don't tell me it was Kiba!" Sakura gasped, her hands covering her mouth.

"Of course not." Karin snapped with a scowl.

"Why would it be Kiba-kun?" Hinata asked softly with a light frown decorating her face.

"You didn't know? They both lost their first kiss to each other in a dare one time after school." Sakura snickered, flipping her shoulder-length pink hair back like the diva she was. "It was pretty disgusting."

"...Oh." Hinata didn't know what to make of that, so she remained quiet.

"Alright, if it wasn't Kiba, who was it?" Ino inquired, leaning in to Karin's face with wide eyes and a devious smirk. "Tell me, tell me, tell me!"

Karin sighed, a light blush on her cheeks as she faced Hinata in hopes to calm down. She was surprised to see the dark haired girl's head bowed, bangs hiding her eyes. "Hinata-chan?"

Ino and Sakura both turned to look at the Hyuuga, who straightened with a blush on her cheeks at the full attention she received from her friends. "Huh?"

"Are you okay?" Ino asked concernedly.

Hinata smiled gently, nodding. "Yes. My stomach just hurts a bit from the hunger."

"I know, right? When are they ever going to ask us our order?" Sakura groaned, patting Hinata's shoulder in sympathy.

"Ah, so?" Ino quickly averted her full attention back to Karin. "Who is it?"

Karin groaned in defeat. "Fine, I'll tell you! It was Suigetsu."

There was a moment of silence, faces entirely reflecting shock.

Then Sakura started laughing, causing the girls, even Ino, to stare at her oddly. "You're kidding, right? You gave up on Sasuke-kun for Suigetsu?!" The Haruno was holding onto her stomach, which ached from her laughter, slapping her hand down repeatedly on the table in amusement. "That's like me going for Naruto-baka!"

Both Ino and Hinata frowned at this, but a raging Karin won them out in the rebuke. "Naruto-kun isn't a baka, you bitch! He's a sweetheart! Besides, you wish you could even get back Naruto-kun's attention. I heard you turned him head-over-heels gay! That's just how ugly you are!"

Hinata gasped.

"What?!" Ino exclaimed. "Naruto's gay?!"

"...No way." Sakura looked shocked beyond belief.

"Well, he isn't totally gay. He's bi. That just makes him hotter!" Karin grinned, winking.

"Who told you this?! Why wasn't I immediately told?!" Ino was pissed off about how late she had learned these news but at the same time ecstatic. She finally had the gay-well, bisexual-friend she wanted!

"Temari-chan and I talked yesterday." Karin waved her hand. "She told me Gaara-san and Naruto-kun broke up."

"Gaara-kun...?" Sakura hasn't gotten over the initial shock, much like Hinata, who's small mouth was still gaping.

Ino was screeching now, catching the attention of everyone at the coffee shop. "They were TOGETHER?!"

Hinata snapped out of it when she saw how much disapproving looks they were getting. She blushed heavily, her mind trying to wrap around the fact Naruto was bisexual and used to be in a gay relationship with Gaara, but her instincts of politeness came first. "Ino-chan! Do not yell, we're in a public place!"

Ino blinked and looked around. She scowl at the many faces staring at her. "What? I'm sorry, okay? Mind your own business!"

The crowd looked away in embarrassment while Karin chuckled humorously. Hinata's face just went redder, wishing the ground could drown her. 'Why do I have such loud friends?'

It has been a while since Madara had ever felt so at peace. He was currently snuggled up in his bed with a barely noticeable smile on his face. He was resting on his lover's side, the smell of cinnamon infiltrating his senses to a soft lull. He would be happier if Hashirama were here with him but he wasn't, so he'd just have to live with it.

There was knock on his door, catching his attention. He only responded with a hum. He opened his eyes when he felt the bed tilt in front of him, meaning an extra weight on it. His smile became more pronounce when he saw his little brother's face. "Otouto."

Izuna huffed, grinning back with a slight frown. "I still haven't forgiven you, you know."

Madara sighed, pouting just the smallest bit, a face only Izuna had the chance of seeing. "Can't say I'm particularly sorry...but," the older raven moved slightly, extending his arms, beckoning his sibling over. "May a cuddle help my case?"

Izuna couldn't stop the full-blown smile as he laughed and threw himself in his aniki's arms, cuddling up to him. Madara grinned, moving the blankets so that they were both covered and gave warmth to the both of them, his arms circling around Izuna's waist. "You're such a meanie! You know I can't resist the yearning urge for affection!"

Madara chuckled, running his fingers through the soft long spikes of Izuna's hair. "Meanie? Since when are you a four-year-old again?"

"I can't call you names." Izuna scoffed, raising his head to rest his chin on top of the black t-shirt clad chest. "You're my aniki. It would be the ultimate dishonor for me."

"I thought the ultimate dishonor for you was for someone to cut your hair." Madara smirked.

"That too."

"Sorry to interrupt the brotherly love, but I do kind of need some alone time with my lover."

Madara growled, glaring daggers at Tobirama who was standing by the door. "Fuck off, you..."

Izuna gasped in delight at the person standing beside his boyfriend, sitting up. "Hashirama-kun!"

Madara was left aghast, even when his little brother left his arms and was now hugging and twirling together in small circles in Hashirama's strong embrace. "I missed you so!" Izuna giggled, letting go of the older Senju.

Hashirama smiled down at the slender Uchiha, patting his head. "I missed you too! Oh! You have no idea how I missed your cooking!"

Izuna and Tobirama, who had sneaked behind the younger raven and wrapped his arms around his waist to pull him against his chest almost possessively, laughed.

Madara was just staring. He had sat up, but there was no further acknowledgement on his features except for his fallen jaw. The three men by the door laughed again.

"Now that's what I call gobsmacked." Tobirama smirked and was surprised himself at having gotten no reaction or a rebuke from the usually upfront Uchiha.

"We'll leave you two alone then!" Izuna quickly understood the situation, dragging his lover away with him and snapping the bedroom door shut, but not before giving the older Senju a suggestive wink.

Hashirama chuckled and walked up to the flabbergasted raven with a wide grin, leaving the luggages of his trip by the door. "Miss me, babes?"

That seemed to finally get a reaction from his lover. "I told you not to call me that!"

"Mm." Hashirama smirked lewdly, slowly ridding himself of his suit, starting by his tie and jacket, throwing them along the side.

Madara watched with hungry yet astounded eyes, his body still frozen from the overwhelming feelings coursing through his veins. "I must be seeing things now. I knew I was slowly turning insane. Unless I fell asleep. Yeah, that would make more sense."

"Oi." Hashirama rolled his eyes although he was feeling pretty proud of himself for shocking his usually stoic boyfriend so deeply, ripping off his undershirt to reveal a beautiful set of strong tan abs. "Snap out of it, love. I'm right here..." He crawled on the bed, on top of the Uchiha, who's onyx eyes were now filled with realization. He smiled widely, leaning forward and kissing the pale unresponsive plumb lips softly. "I'm right here, my love."

"Hashirama!" Madara gasped, his hands darting forward in a blink of an eye, gripping at brown tendrils with shaky fingers. Their eyes were locked together, brown with black, lips a breath away. "I missed you."

Neither was sure who started kissing again. But it's not like it mattered. Their hands were running over the bodies they yearned for so long in exasperation, feeling their muscles and arms and sides with a hunger and heat so deep, that their gentle kissing turned into a fierce tongue fucking, lip nipping, slurp sounding battle. Hashirama sat up, Madara following him.

It was hot. The need for contact running through their bodies was almost choking them. Hashirama was able to get rid of Madara's shirt, so that their chests were pressed tightly together as the two devoured each other. Madara's whole body was trembling, hands tugging harder on beautiful brown locks when his Senju broke their kissing to lock his lips and suck on the raven's Adam's apple. The Uchiha moaned, arching a bit, when Hashirama's unsteady hands managed to lower his black boxers.

"Mmm, Hashi." Madara breathed hotly on Hashirama's ear.

Hashirama groaned at the shivers of absolute animalistic need coursing through both of their bodies. Madara's hips were rocking forward almost teasingly, and when his red cock sprang free from it's confinement, Hashirama wasted no time to take a good grip on the member, his thumb repeatedly brushing and pressing the slit of the Uchiha's tip, which dripped with burning pre-cum. Another shameless moan escaped the raven, as he pulled harshly on the brunette's hair, making the Senju let go of his neck with a pop, a big red hickey appearing boldly against the pale complexion. Madara dragged his lover's lips back on his, shifting so that he was sitting on Hashirama's lap.

Their lips were still in contact when Madara tried and failed on taking off Hashirama's pants, the rapidly tugging hand on his dick moving so unforgivably delicious and fast-paced, not letting the Uchiha concentrate on anything at all. He pulled away from the kiss, groaning as he started humping into the Senju's hand, head thrown back as Hashirama started sucking on an erect pink nipple.

"P-Please." Madara grunted when Hashirama began to caress his ass with his free hand. "Forget the f-foreplay-fuck!" They were both panting loudly enough to echo across the room. "Just f-fuck me raw, Hashirama! Right now!"

Hashirama moaned at the words, pulling back from the delightful nipples to look at an even more luscious sight. Madara's whole face was red, eyes tightly closed in a bliss with his abused wet swollen lips open. The brunette groaned again, licking the sweat off the Uchiha's cheek. "You sure, love? Don't you want my hot mouth sucking off your beautiful cock?"

Madara growled, shaking his head, breath speeding up at the utterly tempting and pleasing idea. "N-No! Not now! I want you in me, ah, goddammit, please!"

Hashirama gulped at the desperation he heard from his lover, his own pulsing hard member twitching at the verbalization. He pressed his lips onto the soft cheek. "Who could say no to that face?"

Madara whimpered in dismay when Hashirama pulled back everything to stand on the ground, kicking off his pants, making the raven fall unto his knees in front of him still on the edge of the bed and watch him. The Uchiha's mouth watered at the sight of his lover's pre-cum glistening cock presented to him.

He looked up when Hashirama caressed his cheek, smiling down at him. "Prepare me, love."

Not needing any further encouragement, Madara took a hold of the brown hips, bringing the Senju closer, and downright deepthroating the nearly 10-inched hot dick. Hashirama let out a small shout, chocolate-colored eyes rolling back. "Oh, gods, 'Dara!"

Madara moaned expertly around the member in his mouth, tongue running over the underside of the cock, earning an urgent tug to his hair. Usually, Madara would've ignored it. He loved to make his lover come and he loved sucking dick. He didn't care if it was especially gay of him to think that way. He honestly didn't give a shit about it. He loved Hashirama; body, soul, mind, and penis. And nothing was going to stop him from craving the Senju's taste in his mouth.

He swallowed around the cock once, and abruptly pulled away. Hashirama had his head thrown back, mouth wide open as he gasped at the pleasure raking through his body. Madara licked his lips, laying back on his bed to roll and stand on his hands and knees, showing his ass in a very provocative way that left Hashirama breathless when he finally recovered from the waves of electricity.

Hashirama climbed on the bed on his knees, moaning and slapping one ass cheek. "Oh, baby, I missed you so much."

Madara shook his ass. "Me too! Me too! Just hurry up!"

Normally, Hashirama would have continued to tease his lover, but they were both too horny for that. They wanted, yearned, for release. For the unity of their aching bodies. They needed to become one after so long. It was only a week, but it felt like centuries. He grabbed each pale ass cheek and spread them, moaning at the beautiful ring of muscles revealed to him, the hole twitching as if it too longed for the brunette's dick. The Senju gave the opening a kiss, making Madara's body jerk at the action. The raven has always been especially sensitive there, so he'd cum more than a few times by just rimming.

"Hashirama!" Madara's moan sounded more like a whine. His hands were clutching the covers of the bed as if his life depended on it, falling onto his elbows. "I swear, if you don't fuck me, I'll- Ah! Ah!" Madara's threat was left in the open, mouth wide open as he gasped for air.

Hashirama groaned at the sudden excruciatingly pleasurable heat surrounding his cock. He was sure that the abrupt intrusion must've hurt after so long, but he wasn't too worried about it, since Madara was sort of a masochist. Besides, no pain no gain, right?

It was proving to be very difficult to stay still for Madara to adjust. Hashirama had missed this so much, his carnal desires just wanting and needing to fuck the raven into oblivion, until he could walk no more. He leaned forward, chest on the Uchiha's back, their cheeks pressed against each other's. "M-Madara..."

"Fuck me! Fuck me!" Madara practically begged, moving his hips and digging the stiff rod deeper, making him moan. "Hashirama!"

The movements were rapid, almost animalistic. They were both sobbing and moaning, overwhelmed with all the emotions they were feelings, with all the love. Hashirama's thrusts were deep, hard, and fast, hitting Madara's prostate preciously, occasionally stopping to rub it harshly with his dick's head. The Uchiha's left hand was intertwined tightly with the Senju's. The brunette's free hand pulling raven's head back with his hair, just the way Madara loved it, kissing him at this odd angle. The need for release was high.

"Tell me you love me." Hashirama panted into the raven's ear, his rough thrusts never ceasing. "Yell it out as you come. Shout it. Shout it to the world how much you love me!"

"Oh, fuck!" Madara mewled, eyes shut tight, chest heaving. The sweat on their bodies despite the cold weather outside causing his cheeks to glow. "Goddamn! Ah! I-I love you, Hashirama! Oh, god, yes!"

Hashirama closed his eyes, letting go of the soft locks to tightly hold onto the raven's hip, his thighs slapping soundly against Madara's ass. He licked around his lover's ear. 'My lover? No, that's such a simple term,' the Senju thought as his thrust gained more speed, 'He's more than that. He's my life,' each thrust was now aimed right on top of the prostate with a force so deep, Madara was screaming now. 'He's my everything!'

"Scream my name!"

"Hashirama!"

"Well, aren't they extremely noisy." Tobirama rolled his eyes where he sat next to his own lover in the library room directly downstairs from his older brother's chambers.

Izuna put the book he was reading down on the table in front of him with a thoughtful look. "They've been at it for a while now." He smirked mischievously.

Tobirama smirked back, knowing exactly what that look meant.

"Wanna fuck in the kitchen?"

"Fuck yes."

"Fuck no!" Kurama slapped his hands unto the desk in front of him, glaring down at Shukaku, who simply gave him a serious look. "I'm not leaving so suddenly! Today's the last day of work for this year and I don't have time for whatever reason you want me to-"

"Kurama-kun! You must listen!" Isobu insisted, looking up at her boss pleadingly where she stood in between Shukaku and Matatabi. "You must go. We'll handle everything else-"

"What are you guys not telling me?" Kurama demanded. His whole team was standing right in front of him, every eight of them, all wanting for him to go home for a reason he could not fathom. "What's going on?"

"Just trust us!" Gyuuki pleaded, placing his hands together in a prayer like gesture.

"Talk with Itachi-san!" Choomei blurted out, running her hands through her green tinted hair. "He knows why! Just go to him!"

"What?" Kurama was completely confused now. "Why hasn't he talked to me then personally!"

"He wanted for us to convince you to go to him." Saiken spoke peacefully and softly, the tension in the room gradually leaving. "He sounded pretty shaken and he needs you."

No further words needed to be spoken, for Kurama was already digging through his things, shoving them into his suitcase, and calling up Itachi via phone, frowning deeply when it went straight to the voicemail. He glared at the useless device before looking up at his comrades. "Where's Itachi?!"

"He's at the parking lot waiting for you." Son supplied.

"We'll finish up the last details of our reports and bring your car back later." Shukaku added but Kurama was already running down the hall in exasperation.

'What's going on?!'

"Why is she here?!"

Tenten crossed her arms in front of her chest with a glare. "Why are you yelling that out as if it were something bad?!"

"Because it is! I think..." Naruto pouted slightly. "This is supposed to be a guys outing."

"Oh?" Tenten raised an eyebrow. "Really?"

"Calm down, Naruto-kun! The more the merrier, right?" Lee chirped, hooking his arm around the blond's shoulders.

The group of boys and one girl were at the snow covered park, all of them wearing heavy winter clothing to warm them up. There were very few pedestrians around, all the better for the teenagers to have their snowball battle and Naruto was excited beyond belief. It's not like he really minded Tenten being here, it's just that she's a girl and he wouldn't want to hurt her.

"You better play good in the game, Tenny, 'cause I'll be coming after you, and you'll be regretting joining up to battle against boys!" Kiba smirked, a snowball already formed in his hand.

"Aren't you all being irrational about this?" Neji rolled his eyes where he stood beside his girlfriend. "You're all being sexist."

"Fine. If we hit her hard, don't blame us." Suigetsu shrugged. "You get to have her on your team, then!"

"I should hit all of you," Tenten snapped with a deep frown.

Naruto was now feeling guilty over being so prejudice toward the brunette. He smiled widely and charmingly at her. "I'm sorry, Tenny-chan! I just didn't want to get you hurt! Turn your frown upside down!" He tackled the surprised woman to the snowy ground, and began to mercilessly tickle her.

"Naruto! Naruto, stop!" Tenten laughed out, trying and failing to push the blond off, squirming under him.

"Never!" Naruto chuckled.

"Naruto, can you just stop it already?! It hurts!" Tenten was now laughing with tears running down her red cheeks, kicking her feet.

"Seriously, Uzumaki. Enough." Neji reprimanded roughly.

Naruto stopped, sticking out his tongue at the Hyuuga. "Party pooper!"

"Let's make two teams. Naruto, Sasuke, you two call out." Shino finally suggested, trying to advert the group's attention back to why they came here in the first place.

"That's awesome!" Naruto grinned up at his best friend after crawling off of Tenten and politely helping her stand. "I hope you're ready to get your ass kicked!"

Sasuke snorted, smirking at the blond. "The only ass getting kicked is yours, moron."

Before Naruto could retort, he was stopped by the sound of Sasuke's phone ringing. Sasuke blinked in surprise, taking out his cellphone. "Oh, it's Itachi-niisan."

"Ah! Answer and invite him and Kurama-nii over!" Naruto said excitedly.

"Really? Ugh, this is so troublesome." Shikamaru sighed, wondering why he even bothered to get out of bed today.

Sasuke nodded and answered, walking away from the loudly talking group (Chouji and Lee had started trying to make Shikamaru get enthusiastic over the game while Neji and Suigetsu were bickering over god knows what. Those two never exactly got along). "Hello, Aniki?"

"Sasuke, I want to talk you to you about something."

Preview of the next chapter:

"I still want to marry you."

"Perhaps I can make Sasuke-kun jealous?"

"What are you doing?!"

"He's here!"

"Itachi! Oh my god! Are you bleeding?!"

"If that bastard is here, I swear to all the motherfucking gods I'm going to rip his head off!"

A/N: Wow, it's been a while since I've written so much! I hope you guys enjoy this chapter! I really do 'cause I spent a lot of work on it and it's so late at night...Ugh, my head is throbbing! Anyways, guys, the POLL! THIS IS THE LAST TIME TO VOTE! I'M NOT KIDDING! FOR NOW, SASUKE AND ITACHI ARE LEADING!

Besides that, how did you find my second lemon? Ironically enough, my first was also with this pairing! Tell me if I should improve it for future references!

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With hugs and kisses,

~NaoHinaMuza