Riayu: You'll be happy to know that a lot of you were right on the mark.

Arbela: About what?

Riayu: About me being a complete psychotic bitch.

Arbela: Uhh…I'm the only one who's said that.

Riayu: Really…hmm. That's beside the point. Time to celebrate my 100 review mark! Dancing like a total spaz

Arbela: I think listening to you explain reproduction was less painful than this.

Riayu: You want me to explain reproduction in every gory detail? Black-Chan3, I'm going to need to borrow Sammy for a little while. Tell Dylan he's…getting a facial.

Disclaimer: I still don't own Naruto. This is so damn repetitive.

Arbela: No! Save me!


Sasuke stood behind Naruto, looking back and forth between the two siblings. He knew from the picture that the man looked like Naruto, but now that they were side by side Sasuke could see the full extent of their likeness. The same shaped faces, the same shaped eyes, the almost the same height and build.

"You can call me Kyubi," the man said, staring at his brother. He had spiky red hair and red fox-eye contacts in with heavily pierced ears and a ring through his eyebrow, reminding Sasuke of Pein. "Come in," he stepped aside and allowed them into the large apartment.

"Why Kyubi?" Naruto asked the minute he sat down. Kyubi laughed as he took his seat.

"My foster family couldn't remember all of our names, and since I was the ninth child they called my Kyubi."

"That's really nice," Naruto said sarcastically, looking at where he assumed Kyubi was. "What do you look like?"

"I look like just what you see," Kyubi said, giving Naruto a strange look.

"That's the thing," Naruto said with a small, sad smile. "I can't see you. I've been blind for two years." There was a space of silence where Kyubi stared at Naruto who had his eyes directed at Kyubi, but was off a little and instead would have been looking at the curtains. Kyubi sighed, leaned back in his chair, and began to describe himself.

"I have red hair and blue eyes, but I wear red fox-eye contacts. I'm a little taller than you, thin, muscled, handsome." He rattled off a few more gratifying adjectives.

"He basically looks like you," Sasuke cut in, earning a dark look from the red-head.

"Who are you again?" he asked, assessing the brunette.

"Uchiha Sasuke, I'm the one that found you for Naruto."

"Wait, why do you wear the contacts? Do you need them?" Naruto asked before Kyubi could respond.

"I'm near-sighted. I had glasses until I graduated, then I got these contacts because their cool."

"You've met our parents, right? What're they like?"

"Mom has red hair and turquoise eyes, she's sort of short, but she's really nice, and very…active I guess. We have her last name. Dad," Sasuke noticed a fond smile on Kyubi's lips. "Dad and you look the same. He's smart, kind, and a little paranoid."

"Did they tell you why they put us up for adoption?" Naruto asked, clenching his hands slightly.

"Dad was being hunted," Kyubi's voice darkened, his eyes hardening. "They're trying to kill him because he knew some sort of secret about their organization. Mom didn't want us to get hurt so they put us up fro adoption. He guy was arrested last year and they sent me a letter saying that they wanted to visit this winter. If you stay 'til then you can meet them." They talked about Naruto for a while, about his career, his writing, and about his foster parents. When Naruto mentioned their names Kyubi laughed.

"Are you serious? I work at the club they run. So you're Iruka's darling little boy?" Naruto laughed as well. For years his brother had been right there, and he'd never noticed.

"Do you k now Pein? He's my foster brother."

"We tend the bar together sometimes, and I help him stop riots all the times. We hang out every once in a while." There was a pause while Kyubi looked at Sasuke again. "You're the guy from amateur night!" he shouted, pointing unnecessarily. Sasuke wondered if such reactions ran in the Uzumaki family. Naruto and Kyubi talked back and forth for hours. They left at five, but when Naruto tried to follow Sasuke out of the apartment, Kyubi stopped him.

"He likes you, kid," Kyubi whispered to the blonde. "Don't let him slip away."

"C'mon, Usuratonkachi, I'm starving and you're holding me up," Sasuke called from the elevator.

"Teme," Naruto responded, jogging down the hallway. "Can we get ramen?" He asked, leaning his shoulder again Sasuke's as they stood in the elevator.

"I guess that would be okay," Sasuke smiled faintly, glad for the first time that the blonde couldn't see. They stood in silence in the elevator, Sasuke leading the way to his car and opening the door for Naruto, who smiled gratefully as he sat down. They drove in silence, but the moment they stepped Ichiraku there was a loud clamor.

"Naruto! Where have you been? You haven't come here since you got home!" the old man behind the counter exclaimed. "And who's your friend?"

"Sorry, old man, I've been busy. This is Uchiha Sasuke."

Sasuke drove Naruto home after they ate, the house dark. Hinata clearly wasn't going to come home that night.

"Looks like Hinata won't be back for a while," Sasuke said, walking the blonde to his door.

"Damn, I needed her to read my stuff over for me," Naruto struggled with the lock for a moment, disregarding Sasuke, who was standing close behind him. He finally managed to get the door opened then turned back to Sasuke. "Want to come in?"

"Sure," Sasuke followed the blonde into the dark house, flicking on a light switch so he could see. "Want me to read what ever it was?"

"No, I wanted to talk to you. Unless you want to read the manuscript."

"Depends, what did you want to talk about?" Naruto turned into the living room and sat down, beckoning for Sasuke to sit as well. They shared the couch, their shoulders brushing and knees bumping.

"I wanted to ask you a few questions," Naruto said, his eyes angled down at his hands. When Sasuke didn't protest the blonde plowed on. There was only one question on his mind and he wanted to ask it as soon as possible. "Have you ever loved someone?" Sasuke sat there, looking at the blonde whose face was turning red.

"I loved my mother," he said, staring into space.

"Have you loved anyone else?"

"I'm not sure I know what that kind of love is," Sasuke admitted, glancing at the blonde again. "Have you?"

"I think I have," Naruto said, nodding slowly. "It's sort of a tingling whenever you touch, no matter how briefly. An ache in your heart and chest when you aren't near each other. A sort of everlasting feeling that, even when you're mad at each other, you can't help but smile and want to hold that person. That's how I described it in my books, and I've felt that way for someone…" he trailed off, waiting for Sasuke to say something.

"Who was–" the door banged opened and Pein ran into the house, yelling at the top of his lungs.

"Naruto! Hey Naruto!" he ran into the living room and stopped in front of the two of them. "I know your brother! Your real brother! I've been working with him for years!"

"I know, Pein. I met him today. He said you guys are friends," the blonde smiled at Pein, who was finally starting to calm down.

"You have to stay until winter, Naruto! So you can meet your parents," Pein begged.

"I'll stay, don't worry. I have business up here now. But I'll have to tell Hinata that she can leave; I don't want to hinder her relationship."

"Then you're going to come and live with Iruka and Kakashi and I?"

"No, I'll probably just find someone that'll take care of me."

"I'll do it," Sasuke offered without meaning to. Both the boys looked at him. "He helped the band get the right players, the gig at the club, provided us an agent, and got us a deal with Hyuga Productions. It's the least I could do. Besides, you need someone to proof-read your manuscripts, right? And I need a way to get out of the house with my brother."

"Then I'll go tell mom and dad you'll be staying," Pein said, getting up and leaving. Naruto turned to Sasuke and gave him an expectant look. When the brunette didn't do or say anything he sighed.

"Shouldn't you be packing?" Naruto asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Huh?"

"Well, you said you were going to move in with me, it might be a good idea to start getting your stuff together now. You can move in whenever you're ready." Sasuke stood up and walked out of the house, leaving the blonde alone. They were both thinking about the same thing, did the other feel the same way that they did. If he proposed a date, what kind of response would he receive? Would they have a good time, or would they crash and burn? Sasuke wondered if maybe things would go backward, he was moving in with him and they had already kissed, perhaps they would end up having sex before they even went out on their first date.


Riayu: I know this is really short, guys. I'm sorry. I have a major case of writer's block dramatic music plays

Arbela: Don't blame me! It's not my fault.

Riayu: You're supposed to keep this from happening! You fail at life!

Arbela: :'(

Riayu: Right, thank you all for the reviews and the support. I probably won't be able to update again until after camp, so sorry! Surprised that I haven't received a flame yet. C'mon flamers, let's go!

Arbela: You want someone to flame you?

Riayu: No, but there must be someone out there who hates my fic. Anyways, today everyone gets tiramisu! (because I've been craving it) Hands out plates of tiramisu Thanks for reading, please review, and Blacky? You might want to wash Sammy before returning him to Dylan…