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Random quote: "Is it so weird for a guy to write Shounen ai stories! Geez"

Warnings: not edited

Rule No. 11: When your wife is unusually sweet to you. It means she wants something. And it is mostly something you'll never agree to.

000

The smell of bacon coated in honey fills the air; the sound of the sunny side ups frying on a non stick pan and the sight of the melted butter sliding through the perfectly toasted bread. Sasuke was again reminded how he missed having a normal breakfast. While he did not grow up with butlers and maids at his beck and call, they were well off enough to have a house keeper. Their mother, being the traditional woman that she is did not allow her two sons to do household work let alone set foot inside the kitchen. It was the woman of the house's duty she says and they take great pride in it. Itachi and Sasuke did not comment on this. After all who would want to ask for chores? But when he left the family home to live on his own, it finally sunk in. Sasuke had zero knowledge of housework. However he was an organized man by nature and quickly learned how to maintain order in his first rundown flat. There were a few exceptions though. Laundry was always sent to the cleaners and food was always take outs. When he finally got paid enough to earn a decent flat he wasted no time in hiring household help to relieve him of the work load.

So when Naruto one day ask him to set the table and he answered "How do you do that?" the blond almost chops his fingers off.

Placing the last utensil on the table he felt a certain self satisfaction. Three days ago, he painfully confessed to being a bona fide kitchen idiot. But now, much to his surprise setting the table in the morning while Naruto prepares breakfast became a morning routine.

"Could you please pass the milk little brother?"

Sasuke resisted the urge to throw the bottle at the older Uchiha.

"Oh and the Honey if you could" Kakashi follows. Sasuke grits his teeth but still passes the requested items sliding it with more force than necessary.

"Ah, careful little brother, Naruto-kun won't be happy to see sticky syrups spilt on the table." Itachi calmly pours milk on his coffee. He took particular notice of the little fox rubbing herself around his leg. Itachi pats his thigh to let her know that she is allowed to sit on his lap which Kyuubi happily complies.

"What the hell are you doing here!" The younger Uchiha points out. Itachi just raises an eyebrow at him.

"What a silly thing to ask." Itachi looks at Sasuke like he was the one doing something out of the ordinary. "We are eating breakfast of course."

"It is hard for us bachelors to eat a decent breakfast. You should know that Sasuke-kun. You burn instant noodles.

"Pfft. I'm not surprised." Naruto cuts in while pouring himself a cup of hot chocolate. But not before handing Itachi the plate filled with food.

"Ah. My toast, just the way I like them. Thank you very much Naruto-kun." Itachi gratefully accepts the served plate and the blond smiles shyly on the acknowledgement. "See little brother, your spouse has no qualms with me eating here. Right, Naruto-kun?" Naruto just shrugs his shoulders.

"Cooking for two or five for breakfast isn't much of a difference."

"Hn. See."

"That's not the point. Why do you both have to intrude in my house every single morning? The sun is barely up while you slam the bedroom door open demanding to know what's for breakfast."

Sasuke tries to sooth the lines forming on his temples. Kakashi and Naruto stared at the two brothers, amusement evident in their eyes. Whether they're deny or just plain unaware, both brothers miss one another. Itachi lives on the opposite side of town and coming here despite his busy schedule was fairly obvious. And Sasuke, without being conscious of it, always sets the table for four and sometimes five during the weekend when Iruka comes over. Naruto hid a laugh. Sasuke likes the company.

It was pure luck that morning; the day after causing an indecent scene at Konohamaru's school. Itachi and Kakashi barged unannounced feeling no shame of the previous incident. Sasuke set the alarm two hours earlier than usual due to a business meeting a few towns away. He did not know if he should feel thankful or irritated when he heard Kakashi say, "Ohayo Sasuke! Itachi and I shall be entering your love nest." The younger Uchiha barely had enough time to register the actual situation and quickly dove on the sleeping blond and was found on all fours directly above the other. Kyuubi upon seeing Itachi ran on top of Naruto using the blond's face as leverage to jump towards Itachi causing the smaller male to wake up. Sasuke saw blue eyes begin to panic and immediately lay his head beside Naruto to whisper that Itachi is here and it will be suspicious if he saw them sleeping separately. The blond lets out a gasped and an affirmed "hmm." Totally unaware of the scene they were presenting to the two observers.

Sasuke was not taking any chances. His instincts told him that there was a high probability of this happening again. With great 'reluctance', Naruto and Sasuke decided that it was too risky to sleep in separate beds.

"Oh I get it, how rude of me." Itachi formed a devilish grin at it took Kakashi less than a second to recognize what it meant. "You are in the stage were you both require vigorous morning exercise. As I recall the first and second time I entered your bedroom." The older Uchiha rubs his chin in thought.

"What are you saying!" Naruto exasperate cry caused the young Kyuubi to bite Itachi's finger much to Sasuke's delight.

It was a fairly large bed. So there was enough space between them. However for some odd reason they always ended up very close to each other. Sasuke would always wake up first to find Naruto either half lying on him or tucked under the taller man's chin. It was a good thing too. He didn't think he could live it down if the younger man saw his arms wrapped tightly around the slender body.

Itachi faced Naruto with a teasing smile. "You look so cute Naruto, wrapped around Sasuke's arms like that. Though I do wonder why he just lies awake like that instead of doing more interesting things."

"Oh." Kakashi stares at the younger Uchiha who was slowly shaking his closed fists.

"Out" The young raven haired begins

"Now Sasuke-kun, let's not be unreasonable and put the butter knife down." Kakashi's chair squeaks to the side.

"Otouto has a very good aim." Itachi calmly waits for the first move. Tightening his fist and calculating the trajectory, Sasuke quickly decides which of the two deviants he should kill first.

"Are you deaf TEME!" but as fate would have it the deadly blow was delivered by Naruto's fist behind Sasuke's head.

"What the hell dobe!"

"There's a phone call for you." Naruto throws the Bang & Olufsen at him, which he barely caught.

"Uchiha-sir?" Sasuke's behavior did a one eighty as he heard Jiraya through the other line. He quickly retreats to the living room. Naruto's eyes follows the young Uchiha until the other was no longer in sight then sat down.

"He looks as if the stick up his- shoved up more than usual." Naruto absently blurts out.

"Comparing that at the office, I say it's not all the way in." Kakashi replied. "But isn't it a good sign? -Means he's a step closer to officially becoming the next president."

"Ah, but my brother doesn't let the pressure get to him that easily. So something is definitely off." Itachi cuts in. He's overprotective nature for his younger sibling kicking in. Kakashi mentally congratulates how sharp the older Uchiha is. But then again maybe it really was in their DNA.

"Well. With the way things are going, you might actually find out soon. Jiraya-sama is determined when he wants to be."

"Kakashi-san." Sasuke suddenly emerges from the living room, hastily tying his tie. "We need to leave now. Aniki get out."

"But who's going to help poor Naruto clean up?" Itachi tries to place the dishes on the sink.

"That's his job." Sasuke blurted out in a rush. He didn't notice Naruto's smile turn grim or Itachi's eyes turning inquisitive. "That's okay. My class doesn't start till noon."

With a shove, bang and a click, the whole apartment became quiet.

Naruto stood by the door a little longer with a hand resting on his chest. It was too fast to be considered alarming but sharp enough to be felt. He was jolted back by the sound of the phone ringing.

"Uchiha reside—eh? Ero-senin." The blond made his trail to towards the kitchen. Placing the phone between his ear and shoulders he starts cleaning the dishes.

"EH!" Naruto almost dropped the receiver. "Of course he won't agree to that!" there was a long pause and Naruto's face inflames. "Hell no! That's never going to work. I refuse. That's a stupid idea."

"Gaki, It's not stupid. You're his wife you're supposed to be natural about it." He hears the other man talk on the other line. Naruto stiffens. If he refuses Jiraya's con, he might suspect something was up. But he was not going down easily! "Why are all of you all calling me the wife? I'm sick and tired of everyone calling me that! I wear pants in this relationship too!" Jiraya burst out laughing and cut their conversation short,

Damn.

He needs to go to Sakura after class. Naruto quickly finished the dishes and prepares for school.

0000

"Welcome to-Oh hey Naruto how was class?" Sakura ushers her friend to his favorite seat. She lifts her pad and twirls the pen around her fingers.

"The usual?" She smiles at him.

"Nah. I won't stay long. I'll just have coffee but." Sakura didn't miss Naruto bite his lip and fidget on his seat his cheek turning a dusty shade of pink. It only meant one thing. The blond wanted to ask her something and he was too embarrassed to ask. This raises her curiosity. She pockets her pad and rests her hand on her hips

"So what is it?" Naruto's eyes widen clearly showing a caught-of-guard look. "Oh come now. Don't give me that look. It's either you ask me now or I could torture your question out of you later. Which is usually fun for my part." She grins at him devilishly.

Naruto sighs. "You see Ero-senin called and…"Naruto started repeating his earlier conversation with Jiraya. Sakura listened carefully to what the other was saying. The longer she listened the wider her smile became.

"…so basically I need your help to…er-" Naruto pauses in mid sentence. He can practically see the gears turning operated by little devils inside Sakura's head. He wonders if she was the right person to ask for help.

"Ooh Naruto, I can just imagine." She raises her hands up and down with excitement. She is in a state in which Kiba would like to call it, "fan girl mode".

"He'll be perfect."

"But Sasuke doesn't want too."

"Doesn't matter" she casually waves off. "What matters is what the consumer wants. He off all people should know that." Naruto stays silent. He knows that what she said made sense.

"Besides, a piece of art like that deserves to be shared." Sakura felt feels her cheeks warm up at the thought and so did Naruto but for an entirely different reason. His insides suddenly felt tight and before he could be aware of what he was going to do, he hisses out.

"Sasuke's not a thing!"

Taken aback, the strawberry head girl takes a step back. "Naruto, what's wrong with you?"

Coming to his senses, the blond bows his head and mutters an apology. "Sorry Sakura. Pretend spouse or not, I don't think it gives me any right to trick Sasuke like that."

Sakura frowns. Her friend couldn't see it but she felt no annoyance at his actions just concern. She taps Naruto's shoulder to scoot to the side and sits beside him. "You're right. But think of it this way. The sooner Sasuke becomes the president the sooner you can END this charade and stop lying to people you care about." She knew that she might be putting this a little too frankly however she also knows that they have to end this quickly before anyone got hurt, particularly the friend sitting beside her.

Naruto stays silent then slowly nods in agreement. Sakura grasps his hand and he could only wonder why it felt so heavy to agree.

"Okay so here's what you should do…"

0000

Sasuke closes the front door and sighs. It was another long day with another over time. "The idiot's probably asleep." He thought. The president-to-be slowly loosens his tie and heads straight to the kitchen for something to drink. He opens the fridge to get a can of tomato juice and pops the lid.

"Sasuke, welcome home." Sasuke was caught off-guard when the kitchen lights suddenly turns on together with Naruto's voice. "Have you eaten dinner?" Sasuke wanted to nod his head but a low grumbling noise from his stomach answered for him.

"Sit over there. I'll have something heated up." He didn't t have to wait long as his dinner was prepared in record time. As soon as he finished his meal the smaller male takes the dishes away to the sink before he could even grab them.

"A bath is ready. Why don't you go in?" Sasuke looked at the blond with a raised eyebrow. "I just took one before you came home so I decided to keep it heated." was the blonde's answer to the charcoal gaze.

Sasuke knew the other was lying. Naruto didn't look like he came fresh out of the bath when he arrived. In fact he looks stiff and nervous about something. But he felt no energy to question. So he went straight to the bathroom.

The tub was clearly, unused. But he paid no attention as he settles himself in. The temperature was right and he found himself laying his head on the tub's corner. Recently, having a long nice bubble bath became a luxury for Sasuke. Ever since the upcoming promotion he takes a shower to get to work early and one at night due to over time.

Twenty minutes later he found himself dozing off to the comfort of the warm water slowly beginning to get cold. He rises up from the bath and was surprise to find out how his muscles felt more relaxed than before.

He entered the bedroom and saw the dobe fast asleep on his side of the bed.

The next morning Sasuke swore out loud when he realize he woke up thirty minutes later than usual. He took a quick shower and hurries to set the dishes on the table but stops to when he sees that not only the table has been done but breakfast was fully prepared as well with Kakashi eating breakfast as usual.

"Ah I woke up late." He grimaced. "Yo! Sasuke-kun. Don't mind, don't mind. Sit and eat." As soon as the silver haired senior said that Naruto places a bowl of miso soup, tamagoyaki, grill salmon and a bowl of steaming white rice on the table.

"This is rare" Kakashi comments. "You don't usually make eastern style breakfast."

"It's more fitting don't you think? You guys seem to do a lot of overtime lately. You need all the energy you can get." Naruto turns back to the stove wiping the grime remnants clean. "Aw, Naruto-chan you do care for me!" Kakashi pucks his lips in a kissy-kissy gesture which earns him a pale hand that is currently grappling his lips and cheeks out of his face.

"Itachi's pretty late." Naruto sets the plate meant for Itachi on the counter. "Who cares! Both occupants behind the table said in unison.

Blue eyes sparkled in an amused way. Before he could reply he hears the buzz of the front door. "That must be him."

"Nah it can't be. He usually just barges in." Kakashi cuts off.

"Pfft, you're the one to talk." The Young Uchiha retorts. Naruto ignores the two bantering men and opens the front door.

"I-iruka-sensei!" Naruto gapes at his adoptive father. He usually visits during the weekend. Kakashi whirls around and gazes at the teacher lecherously from head to toe much to Sasuke's disgust.

"Good Morning Naruto." The older man greets as he tries to adjust the vase he's carrying. "What are you doing here on a weekday " Iruka sighs. "Naruto I thought I told you to call the flower shop to stop sending me your studies. I find myself a bit unwilling to give this one back though. It is so lovely this must cost a fortune." Naruto eyes the flower arrangement around Iruka's arms in amazement. "Not many people practice the art of Ikebana these days." Iruka looks down and shows his appreciation at the intricate flower arrangement.

"Ikebana?" the occupants in the kitchen suddenly walk forward, each with a strange expression drawn on their face. Sasuke has his eyebrow raised in curiosity while Kakashi's had both skyrocket up his forehead in shock.

"Excuse me Iruka-sensei." Kakashi strides towards the teacher. "I'm afraid I have to take this." Kakashi immediately steals the vase and run towards the stairs. "Hey come back here you!" Without bothering to say his goodbye to his former charge Iruka chases after the masked thief.

"What was that about?" Naruto thought out loud.

"It's best if you don't find out." Sasuke quickly puts on his suit and walks out.

"Tsk. Not even a greeting.*"

And the day goes on. When Sasuke got home the bath and dinner has already been prepared. The meal was good courtesy of Naruto bugging him what he wanted to eat for supper.

The next day breakfast was served before he wakes up and had a bento waiting for him. Soon it became a routine. He didn't mind. It saves him time as he could leave and sleep earlier but he felt that there was a weird tension he could not get rid of. Like there was something missing.

0000

Work is piling up and Sasuke was literally chained to his desk. He decides to have his lunch on it as well. He looks up to find his department void of life which was great.

For the past week the President has tried numerous plots and scenarios to convince him to be the cover and center page spread of Chakra, a well known fashion magazine. They wanted an article involving successful people in Style and Sasuke was at the top of their list. Jiraya didn't even need to pull any strings when Shikimaru suggested that they needed to introduce Sasuke as the next in line for Konoha Corp. The editor-in-chief took one look at the young Uchiha's face and she was hooked. The only problem was the main topic flat out refused the interview when he heard that he was going to be squandered in a photo shoot.

Sasuke spent a couple of hours more to make an alternative proposition with his team, one that didn't involved his face printed on thousands of magazines but he could tell that everyone leaned towards the magazine interview and their works weren't a hundred percent there.

"Hey Boss I got passes to the-."

"The answer is no, Suigetsu." The jagged teeth male barely made a step inside the department before Sasuke's flat out refusal.

"Ah come on boss! I wasn't even finished."

"You know my answer." Sasuke refuses to even grace the other with a look.

"Aw man, and kaichou was wrong. You seem calmer before than the last few days. Your prick meter went up a new record instead." Sasuke caught the sales consultants rant.

"Oh, and why would Jiraya-sama know when my mood will be good or not?" Sasuke inquires. "He calls it the heart touch~ " Jyuugo emphasizes the name by forming a heart shape with his hands. "Doesn't seem to work on you though. Man, you have no idea how many times Karin used that against me. She acts all sweet and dainty and by the time I notice it I have already finish doing her bidding. That conniving bitch!" But Sasuke wasn't listening instead he went to where the devil who suggested this took shelter in.

"Hey Sai. Do you think you can photoshop these two pictures together?" Kakashi hands Sai Iruka's picture and a full body shot of some guy in a sensual pose. " As much as I admire you taste in fine art I currently value my life more. And now I know by instincts it is currently in danger. Bye bye." Sai wheels his seat out just in time.

"What the hell did you do know Kakashi!" The young Uchiha fisted the older man's shirt. "Ma-Sasuke-kun." Kakahi raises his palms in mock surrender. "don't jump to conclusions."

"I thought I made it clear that I don't want this photoshoot/interview." Kakashi winces. He almost forgot. Sasuke's a genius but he was still just a boy. He grabs Sasuke's wrist and forces the other to let him go.

"Sasuke if our places were switched wouldn't you do everything to ensure I go to that interview. It's a promotional gold mine and you know it." Sasuke fell silent then slowly began.

"I don't want my success earned and judge by what I look like." The alabaster skinned male says almost hesitantly.

Kakashi narrows his mismatch eyes. "You know your good so why are you bothered by what other people think? You have never cared before so why start now? Besides, you've been refuting all efforts to convince you to be in that magazine calmly for the past week and now this? What's really wrong?" Kakashi didn't miss the low growl Sasuke releases before the other walks out.

0000

"Sasuke your home." Naruto greets the man behind the door of the kitchen. "Dinner's ready. I'm sorry I wasn't able to ask what you would like. Kakashi-san told me you were busy so I made adjustments by myse-"

"Cut the crap dobe. I know what Jiraya-san asked you to do!" Sasuke takes out his jacket but instead of handing it to Naruto's waiting arms like he always did the past few days; he threw the garment on the floor.

"Pick it up!" Startled, Naruto picks the article of clothing up. "That dobe is what I hired you for. So doing this stupid little household chores like a good little maid isn't going to convince me you idiot! But maybe he said something else. Did he ask you to whore yourself to me too, usuratonkachi?" Sasuke didn't know why but it felt so good calling the blonde a dobe again. Naruto has been docile towards Sasuke for the past few days that he had no reason to call him names.

Naruto stares at the garment a little longer before locking his frosted blue eyes at ebony ones.

"BASTARD!" NARUTO booms out whipping the garment on Sasuke's face before rolling the said article in a tight ball. Sasuke was sure the neighbors from 2 floors down could hear it. "Yeah Ero-senin called me and I even asked Sakura for advice on how to act sweet and all. You know what, he's right. I'm not some top notch business genius but I do know that's a good opportunity. However I didn't do these things to try and convince you to take the interview." By the next sentence Naruto's voice became softer. "I knew you were tired teme and were spending most of the time arguing so I thought…" Naruto furiously wiped his eyes before tears could come. "Never mind. That doesn't matter now. If you want me to act like a good little housekeeper then fine. I'll take this to the laundry Sasuke-sama." Naruto calmly walks out from Sasuke's sight.

Sasuke never seen the blond look broken even at the Temari wine incident. Sasuke felt his insides churn and his jaw hardened. He wanted to follow Naruto but his feet felt like lead. That kind of face should never grace the blond's features.

His meal was prepared perfectly but he barely registered the flavor. The bath's temperature was just right but he didn't take his time. When he got out he saw the sunshine haired male curled up on the couch with a blanket wrapped around him like a cocoon while Kyuubi lay on the floor beside him.

He silently enters his bedroom to change and lays himself on the bed.

Three hours later he was still awake by his loud thoughts and tightening of his chest. It was enough time to realize what the hell happened and come to a conclusion. Naruto acting like the perfect house wife irked him. It felt fake. In truth, sadistically so, he felt that the small fights and banters he engaged with the dobe was a tension reliever from the calm and compose façade he had to put up on at work. Sasuke was angrier at the possibility that Naruto was trying to trick him because somehow, in a way, he gave his trust to Naruto.

But he didn't do the same.

And now…

He, Sasuke Uchiha was feeling the BIG guilt. Cursing under his breath he marches out the living room straight into the wrapped up figure of the blond. "Dobe come to bed its cold out here even with the heater on." There was a slight movement but no response but he knew the other heard him. Kyuubi was still awake and she never sleeps before her master. He tries again. "Look I'm only saying this once so don't you dare make me repeat this again nor tell anyone." He inhaled audibly.

"I'm sorry."

At his apology he saw one sky blue eye peek from under the cover. "I was wrong, there was no excuse for what I did and said. I hurt you. I guess I was really stressed out more than I thought that I didn't realize you were only trying to help. So-" Sasuke suddenly pulls the cover down so he could finally see twin pools of daylight skies. "-Naruto. Thank You. Thank you for trying to help."

Sasuke only had enough time to see the twin hues go large before two slender arms wrapped around his neck while soft blond locks tickled against the side of his neck.

The taller male had never been so grateful to not bother turning the lights on. He didn't know if he could ever live it down if Naruto or anyone for that matter sees how fast porcelain skin can turn an interesting shade of pink as he was sure his face looks like… "So are okay?"

"If you say sorry again I'll think about it." The burning sensation on his cheeks only increased in temperature. "Dobe! I said I'll only say it once."

The following week Chakra magazine hits their highest gross sales with The youngest Uchiha as its front cover looking hot in a dark blue suit with its first top three buttons undone.

"Guess the gaki convinced him after all."

TBC

Hello everyone. This is the longest chapter I've written so far. As you can see not edited yet along with the other chapters…hahaha~. I wish I could spend more time writing but we need money to eat and use the internet so sigh~ To all that patiently waited and reviewed my er….weird fic I'm really grateful that you did despite my lack of time to edit or look for someone to. I hope you still give me your constructive criticism.

Thank you very much *bows

ACN

Ikebana –flower arrangement

*I don't know how to write it. I know we usually do greetings. For the Japanese its' Ittekimasu. But I've been told to avoid bi-language especially when you meant for them to talk in just one language so it was greeting.

Rule No 12: The brother-in-laws will always cause trouble