Married to My Boss: Revised

by Usami-Sensei

Sasuke wasn't good in any of his relationships with women, which often left him baffled with himself. What's even more baffling is he's started to realize he's attracted to the drop-dead gorgeous, cock-tease he considers to be his best friend, Uzumaki Naruto. It's seriously left Mr. CEO Uchiha Sasuke, the prince of 'scandalous', even more baffled, and conflicted with himself. YAOI.

38. Life As Usual

Disclaimer: Kishimoto is the man you're looking for :( ...not this young woman here.

A/N: This chapter is thanks to the readers that have just been PMing me to ask how I'm doing outside of being a writer and just with life. You guys are too sweet! It really uplifts my mood when I read you're your love and appreciation of me. Also welcome new readers as well because I've noticed I have a few. :) And a big thanks to VictoriaLovesNejiandDeidara for beta-ing this chapter!

"You know just what to say. Shit, that scares me.
I should just walk away, but I can't move my feet.
The more that I know you, the more I want to
Something inside me's changed
I was so much younger yesterday. ...
I didn't know that I was starving till
I tasted you.
Don't need no butterflies when you give me the whole damn zoo.
By the way, right away, you do things to my body
I didn't know that I was starving till I tasted you." ( - Starving. Hailee Steinfeld. /ItaMenma.)

Warnings: Some fluff, of course. INAPPROPRIATE RELATIONSHIP BETWEEN MINOR/ADULT.

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Chapter 36 - Life As Usual. (part two.)

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Sasuke held Naruto by the hand, bringing him into the bedroom and Naruto walked behind him, clutching his towel around himself and blue eyes dazed. That was probably the best shower he ever had. His hair was still wet and the flush of his face hadn't gone away either. The reason he had to hold Sasuke's hand was because he was kind of weak on his legs and had stumbled and fell in the bathroom while leaving out the shower, which hurt like hell, but for the most part Sasuke caught him before he seriously hurt himself. He just hurt his foot.

"Hn, you seriously need to be more careful, dobe. I'm sure you were taught to take your time getting out of the shower." Sasuke released his hand once he was close enough to the bed and Naruto sat down on it with a roll of his eyes.

"I was trying to be careful."

A simple towel hanging low on his hips, Sasuke sighed and walked over to the bags he brought in with them earlier. He felt like now was a good a time as any. He leaned down and picked up the a bag before taking it over to the nightstand and setting it on there and then went through the store brand bag that had gold, cursive writing on the front of it.

Naruto watched Sasuke, tilting his head. "What's that?" He asked.

Sasuke licked over his lower lip slightly. He was kind of nervous, but more excited than anything. He grabbed out the small, square box inside and turned to him and met Naruto's curious, blue gaze. He walked over to him, his heart beating hard in his chest. "Now, I know you said no more jewelry, Naruto," He carefully started, already knowing what to expect of Naruto's reaction and Naruto breathed a laugh, giving a hopeless shake of his head. "But this one is special." He stood before him, his voice serious but meaningful.

"Sasuke, you say they're all special. I think you have a spending problem–"

"–No, Naruto. This one is more special than the others ones I've given you. I had it custom made for you." He said, holding it out to him and Naruto looked up at him uncertainly before giving in and taking the box.

Naruto stared at the box, knowing Sasuke wasn't going to take no for an answer. He honestly liked that Sasuke loved to buy him diamonds and gold, and possibly the world if he could, but he just didn't know how to take care of jewelry. He was always afraid to lose anything Sasuke gave to him. Naruto opened the lid of the plush box and his eyes shot breathtakingly wide. This was definitely different than the other rings he received from Sasuke. The band of it was a pure black while embedded with countless tiny diamonds all around it that sparkled under the light and his eyes shimmered in reflect of them. But in the center of the ring sat a round-cut diamond that shined just as intensely as the others but it wasn't too big or too small. It was the perfect size. He remembered he mentioned to Sasuke that he didn't like the diamonds very big because that made him even more nervous to wear them. This one looked... comfortable.

He took the ring out of the cushion it was wedged in, looking at it all around in wonderment. "Sasuke, this is really beautiful. And you had it designed just for me?"

Sasuke nodded. "Hn." He rubbed at the back of his neck, feeling his face heat up slightly and hoped to God Naruto wouldn't be able to witness any flush on his face. "Daisuke and I went to the jewelry store the other day because I wanted to get him a necklace. While we were there he pitched me an idea that I should get you another ring. I told him you said you were fine, but then he reminded me that you didn't like very big diamonds and that maybe you would wear one all the time if it was normal size. He's really something else." He smiled, thinking of how big Daisuke grinned about the idea and wondered how a six year old would know more about getting a ring than he did. But of course it wasn't his style to get a small diamond so he simply had the diamond diced up tiny all around the ring band.

Naruto laughed. "Yeah, that's so Daisuke, but he's smart. I need to give him a big kiss when he comes back! And yeah, I said I didn't like big diamonds because, well, you know me. I'm all," Naruto waved his arms around, making weird noises with his mouth and Sasuke stifled a chuckle. Naruto grinned, laughing. "I'm all over the place and I get scared that I'll lose it so that's why I either wear the jewelry sometimes or not at all. I would feel really bad if I lost, like, a five hundred grand ring. Not to mention all of the jewelry you gave me before is stashed in a safe-box in the back of my closet."

Sasuke nodded considerably. At least Naruto put everything in a secure place. "So, could you wear this one all the time?" He asked, expectantly.

Naruto was silent for a moment, looking back at the ring. "I like it, so I think so. How much?"

"Eight hundred and sixty grand." He stated casually and Naruto's jaw dropped open, his eyes shockingly wide.

"I should smack you! Sasuke, are you crazy?! What..? That's it. You need all of your credit cards confiscated," He said seriously, running his fingers through his hair in disbelief. He couldn't even believe this.

Sasuke rolled his eyes, letting out a small scoff. "But that isn't why it's special. There's something engraved in it, moron."

"Oh? Wait." Naruto cocked an eyebrow and looked all around it, again, but didn't see anything until his eyes looked inside the band of the ring instead outside and he looked closely, reading what was engraved in gold.

Because you were the light in my darkness.

A slow smile spreading onto his mouth, Naruto blushed and his heart almost seemed to throb painfully. Now that he looked at the ring again, no matter how dark the band was, the diamonds outshined dark and he realized what that symbolized. "Yeah... I'll wear it, asshole." He finally murmured, looking up at Sasuke and the man showed him a small smile before taking the ring from him and then he took hold of Naruto's right hand. Naruto grinned widely as he watched Sasuke slip it onto his ring finger and couldn't feel more proud. "You're insane, you know that?"

Sasuke breathed a laugh and nodded, leaning down and kissing him. "You make me do insane things, dobe." He said against his mouth before deepening the kiss.

Naruto blushed harder. God, Sasuke's kisses were amazing. When the Uchiha pulled away Naruto licked over his lower lip and smiled at the ring on his finger. Maybe he should get Sasuke a ring too. Sasuke usually wore some type of jewelry, and even wore rings on occasion, so maybe nobody would think anything of it. "Alright, I'm cold." Naruto muttered, getting up and going over to the dresser in Sasuke's room where he kept the large amount of clothes he kept at his house.

Sasuke pick up the black box Naruto had left on the bed and put it back into the bag before he went into his closet to grab some clothes and get dressed as well.

It had to have been twenty minutes or so before they heard the door downstairs close, letting them know Daisuke was home. Mikoto had the key to the house so she usually let Daisuke in and dropped by for a visit.

Having lotioned himself already, Naruto was only wearing a simple pair of boxer-briefs and looking at himself in the mirror in Sasuke's walk-in closet while using a detangling brush to brush his damp hair.

Sasuke eyed Naruto, breathing a pointless sigh. Naruto was still in his boxers while Sasuke was basically fully dressed, in a pair of fitting, dark blue, cropped pants and a gray, linen, elbow-length shirt with socks on. Naruto, however, was one hell of a procrastinator when it came to getting dressed after a shower or bath. He would take as long as possible to lotion every single inch of himself, (not that Sasuke didn't enjoy the show), while watching the television, and that was exactly what he had done. Naruto had been distracted while catching up on an episode of a show he had recorded onto the DVR. Naruto told him it was called Bloody Monday and about how much he was obsessed with the action drama. It did look interesting, but Naruto was just now getting to brushing his hair and Sasuke actually wanted to go out and do something today.

"Daddy! I'm home!" He heard Daisuke call out, as if he didn't already notice the footsteps he heard running toward his room.

He walked out of his closet and Daisuke came running into the room, grinning, and wearing a black, designer t-shirt and cropped, black and white camouflage pants with a baseball cap on his head of cascading hair. Well, wasn't he fresh today. There was a small, gold rolex on his wrist and the necklace he wore fell over the collar of his shirt. Sasuke smiled, going over to the boy and placed a hand on his hat. "Welcome home, Daisuke."

"Hehe!" Daisuke leaped forward and hugged him around his legs. "I missed you and Naru-chan!" He said brightly, tipping his head back to look up at the man.

"Missed you too!" Naruto yelled from inside Sasuke's closet and Sasuke let out a small chuckle at the surprised expression that claimed Daisuke's face before the boy ran off for the closet.

Daisuke dashed into his father's walk-in closet, finding Naruto in nothing but boxers while looking over the jean shorts he was about to put on. "Naru-chan!" He exclaimed, running for him and the blonde dropped the shorts and bent down, outstretching his arms to the little raven for a hug.

Naruto grinned as Daisuke leaped into his arms and picked him up. "Hey! Glad to have you back, Dai! It was boring around here!" He said, looking him over and then smirked. "Look at you, all fresh and handsome."

Daisuke grinned widely. "Just like my Daddy."

"Just like him," Naruto laughed, bringing his hand up to fiddle with the necklace around Daisuke's neck. "Maybe even a little bit fresher than him." He whispered jokingly and Daisuke smirked. He definitely looked Sasuke with that smirk. "Boy, I can't with you Uchiha." He couldn't help laughing at that egoistic look on Daisuke's face he put him back down on the floor to stand. It was just that trade mark look that separated Uchiha from normal people.

Sasuke came to the closet entrance and leaned his arm on the door frame. "Daisuke, is your grandmother downstairs?" He asked, arching an eyebrow. He didn't hear her call for him like she usually did when she was waiting to see him before she left.

Daisuke turned to the man, giving a shake of his head. "Um, no. She said she had an important meeting at the company building and to tell you guys that she hopes I'm not interrupting any frisking." He said, tilting his head in confusion. "What's frisking?"

Naruto blushed, stifling laughter and Sasuke simply sighed, giving a shake of his head. "It's... It's nothing, Daisuke."

"I know. It's got something to do with kissin', right? And you're not going to tell me." Daisuke shrugged and sat down on the cushioned bench in the closet and then took off his hat. Daisuke had a one-sided French braid threading through the side of his hair and falling along the rest of his straight locks, thanks to his grandmother.

Naruto looked at Sasuke with raised brows and surprisingly wide eyes and Sasuke was speechless, rubbing at the crease in his eyebrows. He was going to let that slide and act like he didn't know what the fuck Daisuke was talking about. "Naruto, come here. I have something for you." Sasuke said, walking away and Naruto gave a nod.

Daisuke had been staring at Naruto's ringed hand for a good minute now and reached out and grabbed onto Naruto's wrist before the Uzumaki left out. "Wait, Naru-chan! Did Daddy give you this?" He moved his hands down to grab Naruto's hand in his and brought it to his eyes.

Naruto stopped and cocked an eyebrow before realizing what Daisuke was talking about. "Oh, yeah. I heard you gave him a little advice too," He flashed him a slight smile and Daisuke blushed slightly, giving a small nod. With a soft chuckle, Naruto leaned down and planted a kiss on Daisuke's forehead lovingly and then pulled back, grinning. "Thanks. It's perfect, Daisuke."

Daisuke's cheeks flushed redder and then his eyes widened adorably. "So you're going to wear it forever and ever now right!" He asked excitedly.

"Well, maybe not forever and ever," Naruto said cunningly and Daisuke was about to start pouting until he said, "Hopefully I'll have a wedding ring that I can wear forever and ever."

Daisuke smiled big, quickly nodding. "Yeah, yeah!"

Naruto patted him on the head before leaving out to see what Sasuke had to give him. He walked over to the bed when he saw the Uchiha going through the other store bag he had brought in earlier on the bed and stood beside him. "What's this?" He watched the man take out a stack of shoe boxes and set down out on the bed. Naruto's eyebrows rose. "You bought me shoes?"

"You said your sneakers were old, right? I saw some I thought you would like." Sasuke said.

"Wait. When did you get these?" Naruto asked, reaching for a box.

"I was wandering Shibuya before I went to the gym. They looked nice so I got them for you."

Naruto opened the lid of the box he had and his eyes lit up almost immediately. "Sasuke, these Nike are dope as fuck. Look," He took out one of the black sneakers and his eyes scanned the entire shoe. "The Nike sign is orange! So if I wanna wear something orange it'll still match!" He grinned, putting that sneaker back in the box and impatiently went through all the other boxes. He had three pairs of Jordans, two pairs of converse high-tops, one pair of Adidas, two pair of Nike, and, "-Oh, I know these! I wanted a pair of them but they cost a hell of a lot of money! Uh... Saint Laurent Paris, right?" He looked over at Sasuke for confirmation and the man nodded, eying the shoes intently. "Fuck... these are awesome! And three pairs?! God... Especially these silver ones! Sasuke, I'm in love!" He hugged the sneaker to his chest, his eyes tearing a bit.

Sasuke nodded again, rubbing his chin and then smirked. "Hn, I knew you would like them. I made sure the Air Jordans and converse had a little orange in them because I know how you like to be obnoxious with those hideous orange shirts and whatnot."

Naruto was so happy he couldn't even snap an attitude with Sasuke about the 'hideous' comment. "I love all of them! They're so beautiful! They are my babies now?"

"Yes, all yours." Sasuke said with a chuckle.

Daisuke came walking out of the closet after setting down the iPad that had been left in there back where he found it and went over to the bed, peering his head to see what Naruto was so happy about. He then spotted all the sneakers on the bed and his eyes gleamed. "Oh, cool!"

Sasuke's head then perked up when he remembered what was left in the bag. "Here, Daisuke. I bought you some new shoes too." He bought Daisuke about ten pair of shoes actually but he only took out one of the boxes and handed it to the boy after Daisuke came over to him.

Daisuke took the box, opening it and then frowned. "But I don't like the color, Daddy." He whined brattily.

Sasuke opened his mouth, about to respond to that but Naruto was quick to cut him off.

"Say thank you, Daisuke." Naruto demanded chidingly, his eyes narrowing at the child and Daisuke pouted.

"...Thank you."

Naruto sighed, looking back at Sasuke. "Sasuke, how much did all of mine cost?"

Sasuke ran his eyes over Naruto's shoes, quirking an eyebrow. "Yours were measly hundred grand. Pocket change." He said ever so casually.

Naruto's mouth thinned into a line before he put down the shoe he had and stepped over to the raven, gripping him up by the shirt. "Stop spending so much money! Damn... pocket change?" He shook his head ridiculously and Sasuke frowned.

"Naruto, you'll wrinkle my shirt."

Naruto released the man, rendered speechless. It would be like scolding a brick wall if he told Sasuke not to spend so much money on him next time. He simply gave thanks and accepted the shoes. He almost thought he should pay him back for the sneakers.

"Hn. Anyway," Sasuke brushed his hands down his shirt to smooth it out after the treatment it received from Naruto. "Naruto, Daisuke, what do you want to do today?"

Naruto and Daisuke looked at him.

"You guys don't want to stay in the house, correct? It's nice out."

Daisuke thought to himself and Naruto pretty much waited on Daisuke. Whatever Daisuke wanted to do was fine.

"Can we go to the theme park!" Daisuke finally asked, grinning hopefully.

Sasuke nodded, finding that to be a nice idea. "Alright. We can do that. I'll figure out a place and order the tickets online." He said, turning around and heading out of the room. "And Naruto, it would be nice if you finished getting dressed."

Naruto and Daisuke then looked at each other after Sasuke was gone. "Yessss!" They pumped their fists in the air, shouting in excitement.

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"Naruto, we're leaving you if you take a minute longer." Sasuke stated with an irritated frown on his face, leaning his arm on the banister of the staircase.

It was then that Naruto came running through the hallway and finally, down the stairs. "Hey, I don't rush you! I had to make sure I had my phone." He said, looking at the man skeptically.

Sasuke ignored the look, his attention more focused on what Naruto was wearing, a pair of denim shorts and a black, midriff hoodie that read: My eyes are up there and they're blue as fuck! with a blue-eyed, tongue out emoji beside the words. But that wasn't what caught his gaze. No. What caught his gaze was lower where Naruto's stomach was half-exposed. He didn't want anyone else laying eyes on Naruto's skin. His eyebrow twitched. "Where did you get that hoodie?" He asked, turning his body to let Naruto by and Naruto walked off the last stair, cocking an eyebrow oddly.

"Oh. I got it when I went shopping with Menma a while ago. He insisted that I get it, so I figured I might as well wear it. I texted Neji while I was up there too and he said even though it's warm out there's a chilly breeze, so it's the perfect time to wear this." Naruto mentioned with a shrug of his shoulders before he walked over to the sofa and tapped Daisuke, who was watching a cartoon on the television, on the shoulder. "Daisuke, come on. I'm ready."

"'Kay." Daisuke nodded absently, getting up, but his eyes were still glued to the TV screen.

Sasuke parted his lips to object to Naruto wearing that hoodie but in the end decided to keep quiet. He didn't want to ruin a good day by having an argument. God, this was why he was beginning to hate the arrival of summer. Not only did he hate the heat, but usually Naruto started losing more and more clothing, all the way down to swim-trunks. Before it hadn't bothered him, of course, but he and Naruto were together now and it annoyed him more than anything. He breathed out frustratingly and dragged his fingers through his hair, going over and grabbing his keys off the coffee table. Fuck, how was he going to handle this?

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Standing in the admissions line of the theme park that Sasuke decided on, Naruto moved around impatiently, unable to contain himself. He couldn't wait to get inside and thankfully since this was a normal weekday there weren't tons of people here. That meant no crowds, no hour long lines for rides or for food and snacks.

"Woaaah!" Daisuke was gazing with an open-mouth and glimmering eyes at the towering rides he could see from the entrance, especially the colorful Ferris Wheel. That had always been his favorite and he couldn't wait to get on. He listened to the screams of others' excitement escaping the park and it made him even more eager to enter. "Naru-chan! Can we get on the Ferris Wheel first?" He asked excitedly, tugging on Naruto's hand that he held.

Naruto looked down at him, grinning widely. "Hell yeah we can! I can't wait!"

"And the biggest roller-coaster!" Daisuke grinned up at him.

Naruto suddenly sighed and pouted. "Daisuke, I don't know if you're tall enough for the big roller coasters." He saw the boy frown sadly and then quickly said, "But don't worry! I'll get on all the kiddy ones with you, okay?"

Daisuke puffed out his cheeks. "..Okay."

Naruto looked forward, eying Sasuke who was waiting patiently behind the three families in front of him with his hands pocketed and smiled. "Good thing you put on that hat with your shades, hehe. I don't think anyone will even realize who you are." Sasuke turned his head over his shoulder, looking back at him and Naruto pulled the front of the black beanie down on his head a little more. "There. Much better."

Sasuke snorted, taking a hand out of his pocket and pulled the hat back off of his forehead. "I know how to be discreet, dobe. And this hat is rather annoying."

Naruto snickered before he whispered, "Hey, blame your family. It's not my fault you're world-famous."

Sasuke grumbled irritably to himself, returning his attention back in front of him. It wasn't long before their turn arrived and Sasuke walked up to the admissions booth, glancing at the young, petite, chipper woman dressed in the park uniform working behind the glass and she showed him a friendly smile as he silently slipped the three tickets he purchased online and printed off into the slot space below the glass.

"Thank you, sir. Just give me one minute please." The pigtailed, brunette woman took them and walked away to authorize, scan and stamp the tickets.

Sasuke tapped his fingers on the counter space in front of him and Naruto was peering over his shoulder and looking through the glass, probably wanting the woman to hurry and finish up with the job. Sometimes Naruto seemed to be six years old himself. Sasuke glanced down at his side, feeling his hand get grasped and saw Daisuke had grabbed his hand while staring dazedly into the park.

The woman returned to the glass soon enough and smiled brightly as she slipped the tickets along with three necklace passes back to him through the slot and looked up at the raven. "Please enjoy your time, Uchiha-san...," She noticed the familiar name and her voice trailed off in realization. Her eyes met the man's shades and as she took an intense look over his mouth and nose, she knew she couldn't be mistaken. She knew those beautiful features very well.

Naruto's eyes widened alarmingly.

Sasuke had this covered. Smiling amusingly at the woman, Sasuke took the tickets and passes into his hand and then brought a finger to his lips, silently telling the woman to keep quiet.

The woman blushed furiously and gave a quick, obedient nod of her head, her gaze on him spell-bound and then before she knew it the beautiful, known man left her sight and her eyes fell on the small kid holding Sasuke's hand and she squealed. Sooo cute!

Naruto gave a roll of his eyes at the love-struck expression on the woman's face, following after Sasuke. Damn that bastard, making her blush and gush over him, and so easily. Sasuke really knew how to use his charms to get what he wanted, but Naruto didn't let it bother him since he was way too excited to get inside anyway.

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Itachi efficiently scooped out the insides of the honeydew and disposed of them into the small bowl he had beside the cutting board on the counter. Today was his day off since he had effectively led and concluded the project for this month, which happened to get completed faster because he whipped the lousy board and employees into shape (and he was certain they were terrified of him even more than before, but that he paid no mind), and he smoothly settled that deal with the director of Eri Advertisements, a deal his father hadn't been able to settle for almost eight months.

Itachi practically had that dried out old man director kissing at the bottom of his shoes. His father was so pleased he allowed Itachi to take this week off.

However, Itachi couldn't stand the silence in this place. He split the melon down the middle and began dicing up the fruit with the knife after he cut off the outer flesh and placed the second half of fruit in the same bowl he had put the insides in. He couldn't pin-point this irritable craving. He had always taken pleasure in his quiet time, but it seemed that ever since that brat came into his life he didn't know himself anymore. Now it seemed that without Menma around he was beginning to realize how much he took comfort in the brat's loud behavior. It had been a month that Menma hadn't been around. Itachi suddenly stopped cutting the fruit and set the knife aside, annoyed, before placing his hands on the counter, his shoulders rising tensely and he leaned his upper body weight onto his palms. Then his eyes narrowed. He was uncomfortable.

It was at that moment he heard the front door being unlocked and his eyebrows involuntarily arose... excitedly? Clearly Menma was back and he had known he would be returning today but he didn't think this early. His eyebrows then furrowed in absurdly after Itachi notice the strange rush of excitement that went through him when the front door opened and then closed back. Then was some shuffling around for a moment.

Menma headed for the living room after removing his shoes, looking around. "Itachi, I'm back!"

Itachi witnessed Menma walk into the living room and it was a refreshing sight to see him dressed in simple cropped jeans and a red shirt with a short-sleeved, open plaid shirt overtop. It felt like been a long time since he last saw him. "Welcome back." Itachi said, returning back to cutting up the melon on the cutting-board in front of him.

Menma looked over into the kitchen surprisingly, spotting the Uchiha. "Oh, I didn't think you would be down here," He smiled, dropping his bag on the floor and then walked around into the kitchen. "What are you making?" He eyed the man looking sexy shirtless and in a pair of low riding sweats. His long, midnight hair looked kind of damp and tousled as well, cascading along his broad shoulders and down his back. Menma was going to guess he had taken a shower not too long ago. Damn, Itachi had a lot of hair. It was beautiful, especially against his pale skin.

"A fruit salad." Itachi simply replied, picking up the cutting-board and using the knife to slide the diced cubes of fruit into another larger bowl on the counter.

"Ooo, good 'cause I'm hungry. I haven't eaten since breakfast." Menma turned his eyes on the bowl of strawberries that were out on the table and snagged one, taking a big bite out of a juicy one. He hummed. The fruit market down here by Itachi's place had some of the best fruit he had ever tasted. He knew that's where the fruit had to be from because the fruits from there always had a certain taste, and the fruits were so big and juicy. He licked his lips after he finished the strawberry and dropped the leaf part back into the bowl, knowing Itachi hated when he did that and walked over to the man, standing close beside him at the counter and stared at him, expectantly.

Setting the cutting-board back on the counter and grabbing the other half of melon left, Itachi felt Menma's eyes on him and turned to look at him. Menma's blue eyes were fixed on him, all glossy and pretty. Itachi felt his heart jump and his eyes narrowed unsettlingly. "Is there a reason you're looking at me like that?"

Menma stayed silent and simply put his arm out to the tall man. Itachi's eyebrow rose at the movement and Menma rolled his eyes. "I want a hug."

He smiled amusingly, not expecting that. "Oh. Is that right?"

Menma frowned a bit. "Yes. I can't have one?"

"Hn. Why? It's hasn't been that long since you've been gone." Itachi said. Then he wondered if he sounded too harsh just now.

"So what! What the hell is that supposed to mean? I want one because 'daddy' gives the best hugs!" Menma scowled halfheartedly and turned to him completely, opening his arms to the man.

"Is that what you're going to call me from now on?" Itachi chuckled deeply, setting the knife down. He didn't know why, but his face felt slightly feverish. Hearing Menma call him 'daddy' was turning him on a great deal, and involuntarily. It had him wondering if the brat knew how sexual and kinky he sounded when he said it.

"Itachi, come here." Menma said loudly and demandingly.

"Fine." Itachi gave in, a sigh leaving him and went closer to the Uzumaki before bringing his arms around the brat.

"Hehe," Menma grinned and encircled his arms around the man, enjoying Itachi's natural scent combined with whatever body wash he used, and lowkey the feel of his muscles against him too. But he seriously only wanted a hug. He knew the Uchiha missed him and Itachi always tried to play it off like he could survive without him. He was probably starving since nobody had been here to cook for him either. "You know you smell really good?" He said, pulling back and Itachi nodded casually. Menma rolled his eyes. He was so damn egotistical. Still, he liked to sniff Itachi for some reason. He missed the smell. It was weird. "Come here for a second," He reached up and touched the side of his jaw, silently telling him to lean down.

Itachi's eyes went oddly wide and indirectly he thought their lips would meet by how close their faces were getting as Menma pulled on him and he jerked back slightly, his confused stare meeting Menma's and the Uzumaki stared back at him, apparently not understanding why he pulled back. "What are you doing, Menma?" He asked, his voice firm with clear refusal.

Menma arched an eyebrow at him oddly. "Um, I'm trying to sniff you." He said casually, grabbing the back of the Uchiha's neck and bringing Itachi lower to him. He smiled when the man allowed him to and tilted his head before shoving his face into the side of the man's neck, deeply sniffing him. "Oh my God. Soooo good! Mmm..."

Itachi was still, weirded-out for a moment. But his stomach was getting those foreign jitters again and his heart seemed as if it would beat out of his chest. He felt the tip of Menma's nose brush against his skin and swallowed thickly. Ah, shit. His body wasn't functioning properly, again. And every time it was when Menma did something like this.

Menma took one last good sniff and pulled back, smiling contently. "When I was home your scent was on my clothes. You know, 'cause in here your smell is everywhere so when I was home your smell was on everything and I kept sniffing my shirts and stuff, but slowly the scent started going away so I needed to sniff you because I missed it," He laughed with flushed cheeks and then he noticed the bewildered stare Itachi was giving him and tilted his head curiously. "What?" Then he thought back to when he was trying to sniff Itachi at first and the man pulled back and he realized how it must have seemed. "What? You thought I was trying to kiss you?" He questioned teasingly.

"Well, yes." Itachi said skeptically, slightly embarrassed.

"Haha, Itachi! I mean, you're looking good right now, but you don't look that good!" Menma laughed, giving a playful stoke to Itachi's chin. "You're so full of yourself it's cute." Actually, Itachi was sexy as fuck right now, as always, but he had to shrink his head a bit.

Itachi snorted a slight laugh because he felt dumb as hell. "Then next time ask properly, 'daddy, may I sniff you' and I'll know what it is you want."

Menma, still shaking with laughter, nodded and blushed. "I-I will do that, then." He smiled as his laughter died down, going quiet. He was going to have to get this over with sooner or later. He reached into his jeans pocket for Itachi's ring, his hearting sinking and he held in his fist. "So... um, about my Dad... Here." Menma opened his hand and held it out to the Uchiha.

Itachi looked at the ring in Menma's palm intently. He knew he would be right so it was no surprise that the Uzumaki was returning it. "Why are you giving it back?" He asked, the torture-inflicting amusement in his voice falling deaf on Menma's ears.

Menma pouted, his gaze looking off defeatedly. "Because... you were right." He quietly muttered, blushing.

Itachi's eyebrows rose. "What?"

Menma bit the inside of his cheek, looking back at the man. "You... were right." He said again, his voice still low but loud enough for the man to hear him.

Itachi's eyebrows then drew in, mocking uncertainty. "Excuse me?"

Menma sucked his teeth and shot him an annoyed glare. "Damn it, Itachi! I said you were right!" He shouted loudly with a clench of his fist. How the fuck hadn't he heard him?

"I know. I simply wanted to hear you say it a few more times." Itachi smirked, his eyes taunting.

Menma immediately flushed, having been fooled and shoved the Uchiha in his arm. "-Oh my God! You get on my nerves!"

Itachi chuckled, taking the ring out of Menma's open hand and took note of the twitch of the hand once the ring was gone and quirked a brow at the expression on Menma's face.

"Fuck...You don't know how badly I wish I could keep it, asshole." He puffed out his cheeks disappointedly, staring at the hand the ring had been in, longingly. It had so many diamonds.

Itachi eyed his student, silently. Now the sad look the in those blue eyes actually made him feel a little bad. He didn't know why, but he wanted to rid Menma of that miserable expression on his face. He reached out and took hold of Menma's hand, the Uzumaki's eyes widening in confusion as Itachi raised it before his eyes. Itachi looked over Menma's fingers, intently. He mentally stored Menma's finger measurement. Even if his guess wasn't completely accurate, it would be close enough. Maybe depending on how well Menma did with his studies he would buy him his own as a reward, but he would keep that his secret. When he returned his eyes back on the boy's face Menma was blinking at him weirdly. He let Menma's hand slip from his.

"You have very dainty hands." He said, impassive, as he went back over and finished cutting the rest of the melon he abandoned.

With slightly flushed cheeks, Menma opened and closed his mouth, looking at his own hands. "I do not." He grumbled, frowning. His hands looked very manly to him. Okay, maybe not as manly as other guys, but they weren't dainty. He shot the Uchiha a scowl before turning around and leaving out of the kitchen to go into his bag he had dropped onto the floor in the living room. He unzipped the bag and moved the other stuff out of the way and grabbed a packet of papers and a pencil.

"I did everything you assigned me," He walked back into kitchen and pulled a chair out from under the table, taking a seat. "I just had one more page to do. I was going to finish it at home, but I got distracted with the game."

Itachi shot him a look of reprimand over his shoulder and Menma lowered his head guiltily. "I-I know. Sorry. I'll do it right now. I have one page left, honest."

"Get to it then." Itachi idly commanded.

"Mm." Menma nodded, flipping through the pages until he reached the very back and folded those pages back before he began answering the questions on the English worksheet. It was fairly easy to understand and Itachi since had constructed everything specifically for him. Menma circled a letter for one of the multiple choice questions and smiled proudly. He was sure that one was right.

Itachi turned around and walked over to the table, grabbing the bowl of strawberries and saw obviously one that had been eaten but the leaf was left in the bowl. He frowned, glancing over at Menma and the boy was thinking to himself, rubbing the eraser end of the pencil on his chin. Itachi sighed, taking the bowl. He couldn't stand when Menma left those leaf ends in the bowl after he had eaten the strawberry.

"Menma, did you take your medication this morning?" Itachi asked lightly. He liked to make sure himself in case Iruka was unaware Menma hadn't.

Menma read over a sentence silently to himself as he gave a shake of his head. "No, not this morning. I was on a schedule with taking it after breakfast but I forgot and ended up taking it late. I don't think it'll throw me off though."

"Hn."

Menma lifted his eyes from his paper and stared at Itachi's back as he watched him now cutting the strawberries, and even then the man looked graceful simply doing that. A grin slowly formed on his lips and he stifled a small laugh. "So... last I heard you got some ass,"

Itachi stopped and lifted his head with a smirk spreading onto his lips. "Ah, glad to know I hadn't lost my mind." He turned to the blue-eyed boy and Menma laughed a bit.

"And you were hitting it hard too. Ahaha, I heard you in there and you were moaning like a fucking gorilla like, hmph! Hmph!" He narrowed his eyes, lowered his eyebrows and mocked Itachi's serious face, sexually thrusting his hip to the side a couple of times as best he could seated.

Itachi stood with his back to the counter and couldn't even keep a straight face anymore. He smiled humorously and breathed a laugh, his voice deep and smooth. "Oh, that's cute. Very cute, Menma."

Menma smiled, disappointed that his joke hadn't put a dent into Itachi's ego, but shrugged his shoulders expectantly. He was Uchiha Itachi. "Okay, maybe not like a gorilla, but it was still funny as hell. You were going hard. It was intense for me to even hear," He said with a playful roll of his eyes, seeing the self-righteous smirk appear on Itachi's face and shook his head hopelessly. "...Did you at least 'hit it from the back?'"

Itachi chuckled softly. "Of course."

Menma laughed as his cheeks flushed. Maybe now Itachi would take it easy on him during his studies. Now, if only he could laid too.

---

"Ouuuch!"

Sasuke was sitting on the bench outside The House of Mirrors exit and on his phone checking an email when Daisuke came stumbling out of attraction holding his head and sniffling. He lifted his eyes from his phone and could immediately see the melodramatic act Daisuke was putting on. Daisuke could make any tiny injury, any cut, any bruise seem like it was going to be the death of him. Sasuke straightened up, reaching his hand out to the boy stumbling over to him. "What happened, Daisuke?"

Daisuke finally reached his father, grabbing his hand and whimpered, his hand on his forehead. "I-I hit my head. It hurts and I think I'll faint!" He leaned in and dropped his head on his father's chest.

"I'm sure you are fine, Daisuke." Sasuke smiled, rubbing the back of Daisuke's head delicately in order to soothe him.

"Hey! Daisuke!" Naruto came strolling out of The House of Mirrors, a few people leaving out behind him, and he spotted the boy with Sasuke and sighed, walking over to them. "You okay, Daisuke? C'mon, did it really hurt that bad?"

Sasuke looked at the blonde, arching an eyebrow at him. "Exactly how did he hurt his head?" He idly asked, the boy now whining into his chest and his eyes followed Naruto as his lover moved to sit beside them on the bench.

"Well, I did tell him not to leave me, Sasuke. But of course he didn't listen," His eyes trailed down to Daisuke, a slight grin spreading across his face. "Okay, long story short, he was frustrated because we were walking for a while and he wanted to get out. As we got toward the end he asked me if he could go on by himself and I said no because I didn't want him to hurt himself. The House of Mirrors always be fucking–" Naruto slapped a hand over his mouth in realization of the curse that left his mouth and Sasuke eyed him, pointedly. He cleared his throat, removing his hand. "Sorry. The House of Mirrors be jacking people up and uh.., he pulled his hand out of mine anyway and ran off. Next I hear 'I'm free!' And then he smacked right into a mirror...!" He stifled a laugh, trying hard to hold it in and Sasuke's lips twitched into smile as well.

Daisuke turned his head to Naruto, tears glossing his eyes and frowned. "It's not funny, Naru-chan! Stop laughing at me!"

Naruto covered his mouth in attempt to hide his grin. "I'm not laughing at you, Daisuke. It's just...," He looked at Sasuke, his eyes gleaming in laughter and the raven tightened his lips together so as not to laugh about it as well.

"Naruto," Sasuke said, his tone chiding.

"No, Sasuke. Look, you just didn't see how it looked," His voice shook as a snicker left him. "From where I was standing, I saw him just... We were near the end so I guess he saw the exit light and his hands just flew up," Naruto threw his arms up, waving him them around. "He's like 'I'm freeeee!' and then bam, right into the mirror."

Sasuke ended up laughing a bit, although not meaning to.

Daisuke shot up off his father, scowling at them both. "You both are laughing at me! You're mean."

Laughing, Naruto put his hands up in surrender and shook his head. "Daisuke, I'm not laughing at you. I promise. I'm laughing at how it looked. I know you're in pain, come here," He said, still laughing and Daisuke pouted, walking over to him and Naruto leaned down, placing a kiss on his forehead. Meanwhile, Naruto and Sasuke shared a humored glance. Naruto pulled back and Daisuke decided he would rather lay his head on Naruto's chest and sulk to himself. Naruto felt bad, giving Daisuke's back a gentle rub to comfort him.

"Listen, Daisuke," He began, the sound of rides and other people's screams of joy in the background. "That crap happens to me all the time in The House of Mirrors. I remember one time when Sai was back in Tokyo for a week and me, him, Kiba, basically everyone had decided to go to the carnival at night but there it was called The Mansion of Mirrors instead of The House of Mirrors, and it was this big ass building–It looked like a mansion, for real," Naruto was so into the memory that he hadn't even noticed the curses that left him mouth and Sasuke sat back, quietly listening. Naruto actually hadn't told him this story before.

"I just remember I'm walking through the place by myself because Kiba bet that I couldn't, so I was gonna show him up, of course. I was dumb as hell." He screwed his face up, thinking back to that moment in time and wondered what voice in his head told him to do that.

"I'm walking through the place, and I was kind of drunk too, but that's beside the point. You didn't need to know that," He said, receiving a not-so-surprised look from Sasuke and huffed annoyingly. Sasuke didn't have to make that face like Naruto was always drunk when he did dumb shit. Sometimes he was sober when he did dumb shit too. "Anyway, I was cool, until I walked into this space and I saw myself in all of these mirrors. But I stayed calm. Kiba was going to give me that two hundred bucks. I could do it. I strolled by the mirrors and looked over to my right, throwing up deuces and I'm like 'Hey, twinning!' and then I smacked right into the mirror in front of me and I think I blacked out."

Sasuke laughed. However, Daisuke was still brooding.

Naruto cringed, the pain embedded into his forehead. He would never forget it. "I hit that shit hard. And next thing I knew I was picking myself up off the floor, so I had to have blacked out." He nodded to himself surely. "Once I went through the whole thing, I ran out and I told them I ran into a fucking mirror, how that shit knocked me cold out and they thought it was so funny! Especially Kiba. He was in tears." He said with a shrug of his shoulders. Then all the curses that left his mouth registered in his mind and he grinned sheepishly. "Daisuke, don't repeat any of those words."

"That is certainly only something you could accomplish, dobe." Sasuke said, getting up and slipping his cell back into his pants pocket. "I'm hungry. We haven't had lunch yet."

Naruto nodded. "Come on, Dai'. You want something to eat?"

Daisuke lifted his head, pouting and shook his head as they stood. "C-Can we go on another ride first?"

Sasuke's eyes narrowed irritably. "Hn. Not too hurt to enjoy another ride?" Damn it, he was starving.

Naruto laughed and Daisuke frowned, sticking his tongue out at his father. Naruto then reached his hand down to the boy. "Daisuke, we'll go on a couple more and then get food, okay?"

Daisuke suddenly grinned. "Okay!"

And that was what they did. They walked around, searching for the Drop Tower using the directions on the map they got inside the park, and once they found it Sasuke told Naruto and Daisuke that he would wait for them to finish on the ride. He had been complaining about being unbelievably hungry and wasn't in the mood for any rides because his stomach was empty, aching to be filled. So Naruto and Daisuke went ahead and got on the ride.

The seats were connected in rows of four so Naruto and Daisuke got on with a couple of others and the two people operating the ride made sure they were safely secured in their seat belts and shoulder harness. Naruto looked up at the sky with electric wide eyes of blue and laughed, holding onto the harness. He could barely contain the rush of adrenaline that throbbed through him.

Daisuke, however, looked up and his lips quivered. Maybe this wasn't as fun as he thought it would be. He was terrified. He looked over at Naruto who was laughing and grinning madly in the seat next to him and thought he had to be insane. His eyes looked ahead and Sasuke was leaning on the bar of the railing off to the side of the ride entrance.

Sasuke saw the fear in Daisuke's eyes and smiled at him. "Have fun, Daisuke. I'll be waiting." He said loud enough for the boy to hear him and Daisuke hesitantly nodded.

Naruto looked at Sasuke, grinning. "Teme, 'we're going up on a Tuesday!' Even though it's not Tuesday!"

Sasuke snickered at the idiotic song reference and the rider operators and the other people around couldn't help chuckling at the blonde either.

Daisuke then grabbed Naruto's hand tight and Naruto watched as the ride was about to start when the person operating it walked over the control system. "Don't worry, baby. I got you." He said encouragingly to the boy and Daisuke whimpered.

Then, then ride shot off at full speed and Naruto squeezed his eyes shut, screaming with the wind blaring in his ears and his hair messing in the air. Fuck, this was too much fun. Daisuke shrilled horrifyingly next to him and then the ride came to a jerking stop mid-way to the top. Naruto panted and looked down, everyone looking tiny on the ground and he hooted. "Hell, yeah!"

Of course by the time the ride was over and they were exiting Daisuke was in tears, downright sobbing, because he nearly thought they were going to die up there. Naruto, although, was even hyper than when he got on the ride and his blue eyes were actually dilated as he told Sasuke how awesome it had been.

As time passed, they got on The Apollo, The Train roller-coaster and The Round Up, which Daisuke almost puked in while it spun. Now they were on a simple carousel and Naruto was singing obnoxiously to Lips are Movin'.

Naruto moved his hips in dance as the dragon he was straddled on rose high and held onto the pole in front of him. "Tell me, do you think I'm dumb? I might be young, but I ain't stupid! Talking around in circles with your tongue! I gave you bass, you gave me sweet talk! Saying how I'm your number one! C'mon, Daisuke!" He grinned at the boy who was on the lion in front of him and Dasiuke looked back at him, giggling.

Sasuke watched from the sidelines of the railing, again, and more irritated than ever. He was sure Naruto said a couple of rides and then they would get lunch. He tried to hold his glare, but seeing Naruto and Daisuke laughing and singing together on the bright, sparkling and colorful attraction made it very difficult.

Daisuke rocked on the lion he was straddled on, smiling big and singing out the wonderful melody in perfect English. "Hey baby don't you bring them tears! Cause it's too late, too late, baby! You only love me when you're here! You're so two-faced, two-faced babe!"

The others around stared at the boy, in awe of his angelic voice and the hum of the handsome blonde man singing with him.

Sasuke let out a quiet chuckle and a small smile pressed onto his lips. He would do anything in the world to keep those joyful smiles on Naruto and Dasiuke's faces.

---

The inside food court area was alive with people as music flowed through the place and Daisuke and Naruto were seated across from Sasuke as they all ate a late lunch.

Sasuke bit into his tomato and lamb gyro, his eyes on Daisuke. The boy was staring idly off at the well-known restaurants aligned next to one another across the room as he ate a chicken finger and mouthed the words to the song playing. His brown eyes had a bright sparkle in them and Sasuke could tell he was restless. He couldn't wait to get back out the rides, obviously.

"You watch me bleed until I can't breathe, shaking. Falling onto my knees. ..And now that I'm without your kisses...," Daisuke sang to himself, quietly murmuring along with the song.

"Daisuke, are you enjoying yourself?" Sasuke asked, making conversation and taking his napkin and wiping off his mouth and Daisuke turned to him, giving a quick nod.

"Yes! I want to get on The Windmill when we're done!" He said gleefully, grinning at the man and kicking his feet back and forth under the table.

Naruto slurped up his noodles, nodding. Today had been great, especially since they had an Ichiraku place in here. "Yeah, but we might have to wait a while, Dai'. We don't need you puking." Naruto said, licking over his lips and looking over at the boy.

Daisuke shook his head strongly. "I won't! I promise! I don't want to wait!"

Naruto laughed a bit. "Daisuke, trust me. I probably will if I get on too soon. Hehe, I might still get on just for the hell of it. Puking your guts out after a ride is what amusement parks are all about." He shrugged and Daisuke laughed. When Naruto's eyes happened to move onto Sasuke the man was showing him a look of disgust and he snickered. "What? You're eating?" He said knowingly.

"Yes." Sasuke frowned, trying to get the thought of puke out of his mind.

Daisuke laughed harder. "I'll throw up with you, Naru-chan!"

"Daisuke." Sasuke show him a glare of clear warning and Daisuke pouted, blushing slightly.

Naruto put his hand on top of the hat on Daisuke's head. "It's alright. Daisuke, we should try and puke on him, right?"

Daisuke then smirked evilly and aimed it across the table at his father. "Yup, we will!"

"Naruto, Daisuke, you two are being purely disgusting right now and it's not funny at all. That is nasty." Sasuke voiced seriously, his tone escaping him like venom, and the two across from him simply snickered.

"Okay, okay! We're sorry!" Naruto put his hand up in surrender and Daisuke apologized as well before going back to eating his own meal. Naruto snorted a laugh under his breath, digging back into his ramen and then raised his eyes to Sasuke. He watched the Uchiha take another bite of his gyro, and that one bite took half of the wrap. "Damn. You might as well swallowed that whole thing." He muttered in amazement and Sasuke looked at him.

"I said I was hungry, dobe. Be quiet."

"Well savor the damn thing, Daddy." Daisuke said, chewing on a fry, and obviously unaware of the bad language that left his mouth.

"Daisuke!" The two adults looked at him sternly. Well, Naruto tried to look at him sternly, but his voice shook with laughter. What Daisuke just said had caught him off guard and was funny as hell.

Daisuke covered his mouth, looking at the two with blush on his cheeks. "Oh, sorry."

Sasuke's eyes narrowed at him, scolding. "Daisuke, I know you deliberately tried that and it better not happen again."

Naruto looked off to the other side of him so Daisuke wouldn't see and tried to take deep breaths to keep from laughing. 'Well savor the damn thing, Daddy.' Fuck, it was too funny. The way he said it kept wracking Naruto's parental resolve. When looked back over Sasuke was glaring at him and he pouted guiltily. "I'm sorry..."

---

It was close to evening as Menma grabbed himself a package of sushi out of the refrigerated area of the convenience store. He licked over his lips, eying the tuna. He was starving and he didn't feel like cooking tonight. Itachi said they could simply order takeout and he was fine with that, but he needed something for the time being. He put that into the store basket hanging on his arm. Now he just needed to get something to drink.

He walked off, heading for the fridge aisle that held the beverages and began at the end of the aisle he was already in. When he neared the aisle, he happened to hear low murmuring and as he was about to step into that aisle he saw unforgettable long, blonde tinted curls. It was the girl he saw while leaving the penthouse that time when he busted his ass on the curb. She hadn't seen him just now though. She had one of the refrigerator doors open while reading over a canned beverage in her hand. She looked confused too.

"Calpico? What is this strawberry milk or juice?" The girl scratched at the side of her head, tilting her head.

Menma smiled humorously, hearing her speaking in English. He guessed she was a foreigner. He backed up beside the shelf that held chips near him and a rush of adrenaline ran through him. He had long ago decided that the next time he saw her he was going to talk to her, but he had to figure out how to exactly do that. Even though Itachi had been teaching him, he still wasn't very good at English. Menma thought on that even when she left the aisle and as he got his drink. Even if she left the store he would run into her outside, on the way back.

When he was finally ready to pay for everything, he was surprised to see the girl was still here and at the front counter, paying for her things. Menma walked forward, standing behind her as he waited, his eyes roving over her curvy figure and nice ass. She was wearing a simple black t-shirt and dark shorts. Still, she looked hot.

He was patient as the familiar woman working the register rung up the girl's things and the girl stepped back and idly looked down to look at the candies beneath the counter. Menma could see was trying to decide if she wanted to add anything, and in the end she did. She grabbed two sticks of sour HI-CHEW and placed them on the counter as the woman handed her the items she had already bagged. The girl, however, paid for everything that was bagged first and then paid for the candy separately.

Menma saw the bill she put on the counter for the candy and knew that wasn't enough. He liked HI-CHEW and bought them often.

The woman behind the register took the bill the girl placed down for the candy and then looked at the girl sympathetically. "Um, I'm afraid that will is one-hundred yen more."

"Oh really?" The girl said, now speaking in Japanese, her voice stinging with disappointment. Then she checked her shorts pockets but came up with nothing. But she really wanted that candy! "Do you mind if I go get-"

"I got it." Menma suddenly said assertively, stepping up beside the girl and setting his basket down on the counter.

The girl looked over at him surprisingly, eventually recognizing his face from before and she blushed slightly. She was about to tell him it was fine, but the guy was already paying for his things and hers.

"Oh, Menma-kun! How kind of you." The woman working the register was very familiar with him since he came down the store all the time, and she could also see what he was doing.

Menma sighed casually, giving a shrug of his shoulder. "I don't mind. I had more than enough change anyway."

The woman hummed with a suspicious smile forming onto her lips, bagging his things. He was trying to be sweet. She hoped it worked out for him. The girl whose candy he was paying for walked off and left out the store, waiting outside for him to get done.

Menma mentally pumped a fist into the air. It worked. He just took the chance and he could finally talk to her. Her voice was even more of a turn on than she was, he soon came to realize. Once he finished and said good bye to the woman, he left out of the store and the girl look up from the ground she had been staring at and at him as she held her own bags.

Menma walked up to her, already looking through the bag for her candy and then grabbed the two sticks of candy when he found them and held them out to her with a smile. "Here you are."

"Thank you." She said in English mistakenly as she took the candy, showing him a pretty smile. Then she caught herself and made an unsure face. Did he even know English?

Menma swallowed excitedly. He didn't know if she knew it but her cheeks were turning red. The flush was so easy to spot on her light skin. God, she was fucking hot as hell. "You're welcome," He nodded, stepping back.

Her eyes widened when she heard him reply back in English. "You.. you speak English?"

Menma felt proud of himself. Itachi's English lessons paid off. And it was hopefully going to get him laid. "A little bit. I'm still learning." He returned to his mother tongue and she nodded understandably.

"That's cool. I'm fluent in Japanese, so..." She spoke in Japanese, the language leaving her tongue as if it was a first language.

"You heading back?" Menma asked curiously.

"Um...yeah." She nodded, moving away the hair falling in her eyes with her fingers. "I mean..., I don't mind us both walking back together, if... that's what you're asking?" She bit her lower lip, clearly eager to talk to him as well.

Menma's eyebrows rose, his expression mocking puzzlement. "Oh, no. That's not what I was asking but if you insist." He replied cleverly and that made the girl blush harder and laugh a bit. He turned to walk as she stepped forward, but quickly her arm shot out in front of him. He glanced at her and cocked an eyebrow.

"Wait," She walked over and started looking around on the ground near him.

Menma eyed her confusingly. "What?"

She finally sighed in relief and smiled. "I was just checking to make sure there were no curbs near you. You know? Wouldn't want you to hurt yourself." She said with a laugh.

"..." Menma opened his mouth, thinking he had a comeback, but instead a deadpanned expression claimed his face when he realized he didn't know what he could say. He smirked at her slightly, nodding defeatedly. "Aw, cute. You got jokes."

She laughed as they both started walking.

"So, what's your name?" Menma finally asked, taking a glance at her.

"Marisela. And you're... Menma, right? I remember the lady working in the store saying it." She said carefully, not wanting him to think she had been paying that much attention to him.

"Yeah." Menma turned his gaze ahead, his bag swaying with his step and the nice chill of the summer evening hitting his face. It was obvious she was interested. She wouldn't have went through the trouble of remembering his name if she wasn't. "Did you just move around here?" He inquired, making conversation.

Marisela tucked some locks of her hair behind an ear before going onto peel the paper back off a stick of her candy. "Uh, no... My Uncle lives here. I'm just in Japan for the summer." She popped a piece of candy into her mouth and chewed it.

Menma's eyes blinked wider. "This is a pretty upscale part of the city. He must be someone special, huh."

"I guess," She gave a vague shrug of her shoulders, looking at the tall, luxurious penthouse building that they could see even from where they were. "He's a famous screenplay writer. He's done lots of big movies and TV shows."

"Oh, cool." Menma replied, nodding.

She sighed, thinking of her tiresome uncle. "To me he's just a big idiot though. I'm only here because my Mother wanted me to do something 'productive' with my summer... But what about you? You some rich kid?"

Menma scoffed laughably and shook his head. "No. I live with a guy and he's my tutor."

"He must be pretty important."

"Yeah, he is." He kept his response simple, without details. Itachi liked his privacy.

They walked for some time in silence before Menma decided to ask something else. "Is all that your real hair?" He questioned directly. He couldn't help how blunt he was and that was why people seemed to think he was rude, but when he looked at the girl, it didn't seem she minded his question. Her hair was just really pretty.

The girl touched the fall of her curls, licking over her lips slightly. This guy was straightforward. She liked that. "Yes. It is. The color is natural too," She laughed lightly and raised her eyes from the ground and looked over at him. "You can touch it if you want." She smiled and Menma turned to her, a dusk glossing over his blue eyes and their eyes locked for a moment. And then he reached a hand into her hair and felt it himself, feeling how soft it was and how much of it there was.

Menma had a rush of heat run through him as he touched her hair. Fuck, he was so horny. "Your hair is very pretty. What country are you from?"

She laughed at his curiosity. It was cute. "Well, I'm American, but my Father is Cuban and Black and my Mother is Creole and Argentine," She blushed at the sight of cerulean eyes on her and couldn't help think how beautiful Menma was. She had never seen anyone who looked like him, and his eyes...they stood out. So bright. She turned away, getting butterflies. "What about you? You are Japanese, aren't you? You have a very exotic appearance."

"Yes, I'm Japanese." Menma's eyebrows crinkled but his voice was casual. Why did everyone constantly ask him that? He had been getting asked that since he was a child. People stared at his eyes and features and assumed he wasn't Japanese. But she was a foreigner so he understood why she would be curious.

"Oh, okay... What are your parents then?" She asked, curiously.

Menma tensed a bit, thinking of his biological parents. But he stayed casual. "My biological father...," His throat felt a little tight and his hand tightened onto his bag. He then noticed her eying him confusingly and explained more clearly. "I'm adopted, but my biological father was Hungarian and Palestinian and my mother was Japanese." He said, his voice hollow of any feeling. But, of course, she didn't pick up on that.

"Ah," She nodded. No wonder he had such diverse features. He was really beautiful. "Know any Arabic?"

Menma breathed a slightly bitter laugh, rubbing at the back of his neck. "Nah. I don't."

"Oh. But that's still cool!"

It wasn't long before they arrived across the street from the penthouse and the sky was dark now. They waited for the cars to finish going by as they were still talking and when the street was clear, they crossed over before coming to a stop and standing right in front of the penthouse.

"But yeah, my Uncle doesn't let me go too far from here without him. He likes to keep a close eye on me because he doesn't want me drawing any attention to him. He thinks I'm going to go cause trouble or something, so I don't have any friends here and I'm sort of lost when it comes to wandering the city." She leaned her backside onto the landing of a short wall that enclosed a small garden beside the entrance of the penthouse.

Menma showed her a lopsided grin. "Then maybe I can be your guide sometime."

"My guide? Hmm, maybe." She laughed and blushed involuntarily. She didn't think this guy could get any hotter, but then she saw those sexy dimples and that grin. She eyed his lips, wondering if kissing him would feel as good as she imagined. He had these full, plump, kissable looking lips and there was this flushed tint to them. "You think you can give me the full Japan experience then?" She looked him in the eyes, this particular glint clouding over her brown ones.

"With me you'll get more than the Japanese experience. I'm very generous. I can give you many experiences." He replied, his voice thick and heavy with suggestion.

The girl shoved her hand into the front of her hair and ruffled her curls a bit, biting her lower lip, again. Her heart was pounding with thrill. It was clear that this guy was used to getting what he wanted. He knew how to pull people in, especially with those eyes. She leaned up, her eyes still locked with his. "Uh.., I guess I should head up now. My Uncle's probably wondering where I am," She mentioned breathlessly.

"Yeah," Menma gave a nod, but her gaze still lingered on him. "So, would you maybe want to hang out sometime?" He offered with a slight smile.

The girl parted her lips, looking at him uncertainly, his smile disrupting her moral compass. Her mother would kill her. "Um...," She rocked forward, Menma's contagious smile making her smile too. "Uh, I don't know. I don't..." She stopped, hesitant to finish her sentence and Menma raised an eyebrow at her. "I don't do... the whole hooking up thing." She told him honestly.

Menma pretended to look surprised and laughed, a mischievous lust cloaking his eyes. "Well, actually, I was thinking more hanging out and playing video games."

Her eyebrow rose apprehensively. "Video games?" She asked slowly, her mouth pursed.

"Unless that's not your thing," He inferred, gesturing his hand toward her considerably.

The girl couldn't gather her words, staring at him with flushed cheeks and then quickly gave a shake of her head, tucking some hair behind her ear. "Um, no. I like video games, and yes... I'd like to hang out sometime." She felt stupid now. She was sure this was leading somewhere else. But why did she also feel kind of... disappointed?

Menma reached into his pants pocket and took out his cellphone, unlocking the screen and then held it out to her. "Here. Just give me your number and I'll call you sometime." He said, grinning and the girl nodded, taking his phone and started putting her number into his cell. He inwardly smirked as he watched her. He was so getting laid. It obvious he had her hooked.

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"C'mon! Hurry up and get in, Sasuke!" Naruto yelled, holding the curtain to the photo booth open as the raven stepped in and took his good ol' time taking a seat beside Daisuke, who was rocking from side to side impatiently and cheerfully. He and Naruto had finally been able to drag Sasuke to the photo booth and it was night time now so he wanted to do this before they lost themselves in anymore rides and it got too late to do this.

"Come on, Naru-chan! I want to take pictures!" Daisuke exclaimed as he strained his neck up and grinned at the camera that allowed them to see themselves.

"Okay, okay! Here we go!" He finally climbed into the booth, shutting the curtain behind him and plopped down beside Sasuke. The walls inside the booth were a creamy white and a dark red and contrasted well against their skin. "Okay, Daisuke, we're going to do this randomly, alright?" Naruto grinned over at the boy.

"Randomly?" Sasuke arched an eyebrow ridiculously and Naruto nodded, touching the back of man's neck. Sasuke breathed a snort, smiling. Naruto was such a kid sometimes.

"Wait. So, like, do whatever?" Daisuke asked, getting off of the bench and instead climbing up onto it to stand because he was short and didn't want the camera to miss him.

"Yes, Daisuke. He wants you to make goofy faces." Sasuke explained, taking off his shades and hat to take the pictures as Daisuke grabbed onto his shoulders.

"You too!" Naruto shoved Sasuke's arm, scowling.

Sasuke laughed arguably, giving a shake of his head. "Naruto, I'm not going to make myself look like an idiot in a picture that will last forever."

Daisuke blushed, puffing out his cheeks. "Daddy, are you calling us idiots!"

"No, Daisuke. Of course not," Sasuke sighed, crossing his arms over his chest. "I simply don't want to look like one."

Naruto looked Sasuke up and down skeptically. "Fine, whatever. Daisuke and I, however, are gonna live it up," He smiled wide at the little raven and put his hand out to Daisuke above Sasuke's head.

Daisuke nodded, giggling and gave Naruto a high five, at least six times, and Sasuke straightened up slightly, leaning forward to press the start button beneath the camera screen. Suddenly an automatic voice left the machine and they all got ready, Naruto grinning and shifting closer to Sasuke.

Then the flash went off.

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"Thank you." Naruto smiled, taking the giant cotton from one of the ladies working the sweets concession stand near the Ferris Wheel and handed it down to Daisuke who stood next to him. "Here, Daisuke. Don't eat it too fast!" Naruto said loudly over the high volume of the people around.

Daisuke grinned big, his eyes sparkling in reflection of the colorful Ferris Wheel lights. "Thanks!"

"Go over there with Sasuke. I'll be right there." He told him sternly and Daisuke nodded, turning around and running off to his father, who was holding onto to all of Daisuke's (and Naruto's) toys they bought from the gift shop while he stared out at the dark lake that cut through the park. Naruto watched as Daisuke approached his father and then turned back around to the woman waiting on him. He glanced up at the digital menu above the woman and remembered what it was he wanted. "Hm... Can I get a slice of the buttermilk, strawberry and sprinkles doughnut cake, a peach melba popsicle and one of those GIANT kitty lollipops!" Naruto grinned widely at the woman, practically drooling and the woman simply showed him a stare of surprise.

The woman then laughed, blushing slightly. She couldn't help but be charmed by the handsome blonde. "Going all out tonight, huh?"

Naruto placed his hands on the counter, his eyes glimmering with delight. "Yes, ma'am!"

"Alright, coming right up!" The woman smiled and walk away to get his order.

"Isn't that a lot for one person?"

Naruto turned to look back at the voice that came from behind him and it some guy that was waiting in line as well. Naruto laughed sheepishly, rubbing at the back of his neck. "Yeah, I guess... But to keep up with kids ya gotta refuel on sugar." He replied with a friendly grin.

"I get that. I'm here with my nephew and his parents." The guy said with an agreeable laugh, slipping a hand into the pocket of his cargo shorts. "Kids are a handful." He said, obviously trying to make conversation with the blonde as his eyes lingered a little too long the blue-eyed man's face.

Naruto shrugged with a slight smile, noticing the look the brunette was giving him, thinking he would rather end this conversation as quickly as possible. "Uh, not really for me. I enjoy it. I'm like a kid myself, so it's easy for me to handle them." He responded before turning back around and peering inside the small shop to see if his snacks were coming yet. He could see one of the employees bagging his things and smiled in relief.

"So, you here alone? With anyone other than a kid, I mean?" The guy went on to ask with a smile.

Naruto's eyes narrowed expectantly. "Um, yeah." He answered, throwing a quick glance back at the guy over his shoulder.

The guy nodded, tilting his lips in curiosity. "A girlfriend, perhaps?"

Naruto's eyebrows rose. This guy was getting uncomfortably bold. "No." He turned more to the guy, showing him no look of interest and he could feel the guy basically studying him. Maybe that would get him to back off, without him having to shut him down. The guy wasn't bad-looking. He actually looked pretty nice and clean-cut, but he was no match for Sasuke.

"What about... a boyfriend, maybe?" The guy inquired, slight blush on his face, his posture showing that he was very interested in the blonde haired man. He had been checking him out as he was ordering his stuff and he had a nice ass and a pretty face. "You got a boyfriend?"

Naruto hesitated. How was this guy just going to assume that since he said he wasn't here with a girlfriend then he must be into guys? That made no fucking sense, even if he was into guys. He ran his thumb over his ring-finger, feeling over the proof that he was Sasuke's. "Yeah... kind of." He replied, and the guy's face seemed to fall into disappointment almost immediately.

"Naruto, are you finished here?" Naruto felt that familiar, cold, dark presence shadow beside him and he turned to see Sasuke, the man's narrowed gaze chilling and then Uchiha turned his eyes on the guy that had the was obviously trying to hit on his dobe. "You, what business do you have talking to him?" Sasuke asked, frighteningly polite, his voice leaving him deep, brutal and furious.

"I..." The guy raised his hands nervously, giving a shake of his head and backed off.

Naruto cleared his throat awkwardly, blush arising on his cheeks. "Where's Daisuke?" He whispered to the man, grabbing his arm and forcing him to turn his daggering eyes off the man. Then the Uchiha glared at him. Naruto tensed unexpectedly. What the hell did he do?

"He's right there." Sasuke nudged his head in the direction of his child and Naruto looked to see that Daisuke was nearby, dancing around with their toys by a bench at one of the tables for people to sit and eat their snacks if they wanted.

"Here you are! Thanks for waiting!" The woman working the concession stand returned, setting Naruto's bag of treats on the counter.

Naruto turned to the woman, grinning in relief. "Ah, thanks!" He reached for the bag but it was grabbed quickly by Sasuke and Naruto eyed the man in disbelief, frowning. "Hey! What the hell-"

Sasuke then set a bill on the counter. "That should cover his things. Keep the change." He said and the woman slowly nodded, clearly feeling the chill he was giving off. Sasuke took Naruto by the arm and began leading him away, frowning deeply.

"Ouch! What's your problem, bastard!" Naruto glared, shrugging his arm out of Sasuke's tight grasp. "I had it covered, you know! I could've paid for my own shit!"

"Hn. 'Kind of?' What do you mean 'kind of?'" Sasuke asked indignantly, having overheard Naruto's response to that guy.

Naruto's eyebrows furrowed in, finally realizing why the raven was royally pissed. "Yeah, 'kind of.' You're not exactly publicly claiming me," He muttered half-heartedly, getting a look of outrage from his boyfriend and then he felt bad. "I was just joking, okay? I wasn't trying to explain anything to that guy. I kept it friendly and simple."

But Sasuke wasn't hearing him. He was furious.

"We're leaving." Sasuke simply said.

"Heh?! What do you mean we're leaving?" Naruto's eyes widened but Sasuke paid him no mind as they walked over to Daisuke and the boy stopped playing around with the toys he had and smiled big, taking another chomp of cotton candy.

"Daisuke, we're going. Be sure you have everything." Sasuke told him, his voice stern and harsh.

Daisuke's shoulders sunk and he looked up at the man with an adorable pout. "What do you mean we're leaving? I'm not done having fun yet, Daddy!"

Naruto's jaw clenched. Now he was getting pissed off. Sasuke seriously was going to make them leave because of that. Naruto scoffed out a short laugh of disbelief, watching Sasuke grab the larger toys that Daisuke wouldn't be able to carry on his own all the way to the car. "C'mon, Sasuke. You're being ridiculous."

"Yeah, Daddy!" Daisuke nodded in agreement, his eyes following the man as he walked around him. He wasn't sure why his father was suddenly very upset.

Sasuke stayed silent, strolling off with some of the toys in his arms, ignoring their protests and Daisuke and Naruto looked at each other disappointedly.

Naruto witnessed the tears glossing over in Daisuke's eyes. Fuck, this was all his and Sasuke's fault! But Sasuke's didn't have to be such an ass either. "Don't worry, Daisuke. We'll come back. Promise." He tried to cheer him up, reaching down and patting him on his head.

Daisuke puffed out his cheeks, nodding sadly.

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Aside from speaking to Daisuke, Sasuke and Naruto drove in silence. When Sasuke came to a stop light, he took his eyes off the road and looked over at the still pouting Naruto. The dobe hadn't spoken a word to him since before they left the theme park. Here the Uzumaki was, being childish and more upset about leaving the park than Daisuke. His son had eventually got over it.

Naruto stared out the window, wearing a frown after having finished his popsicle. He wanted one more ride on the Ferris Wheel and Sasuke had to go and get pissy over something so small and stupid. He also noticed Sasuke got the windows of the Porsche tinted while sulking.

"Daddy, I'm thirsty." Daisuke said, lifting his eyes from the screen of the iPad he was playing on.

Sasuke looked away from Naruto, an expectant sigh leaving him. "I'll stop and buy you a drink. Lychee juice sound good?" He asked, eying the boy through the rear-view mirror and Daisuke nodded quickly, grinning wide.

"Yes! Thanks!"

Sasuke gave a slight smile. Daisuke would definitely be ready to conk out by the time they returned home. His baby had glad a good time today. He loved seeing him with a smile on his face more than anything. He pressed on the gas when the light changed and thought on where he should stop for something to drink. Now that he thought about it they were near a small supermarket. He nodded to himself, making a turn at an intersection and headed for the market.

Once they arrive at the market, Daisuke asked if he could go in with him and he ended up taking him in. Naruto, however, told him he would stay in the car and wait. It was then Sasuke began to feel like shit for ruining Naruto's night. He was obviously still not over having to leave the park. While he and Daisuke were in the market the boy happened to be very talkative. Sasuke couldn't help but feel warmed. For some time Daisuke hadn't been himself and hadn't been saying much either so seeing that the boy was getting back to normal lightened the worry in his heart. Daisuke was back to being silly and clinging close to him, all grins and adorable laughs. During one of their many conversations Daisuke also reminded Sasuke that he wanted to take dance lessons. Sasuke was still putting some thought into that. He didn't exactly want there to be a lot on Daisuke's plate.

It had been a short time before they left the market and returned back to the car. He settled Daisuke back in his seat and when Sasuke got back in the front seat he saw Naruto was licking at the giant lollipop he bought at the park. He sighed, again. All that candy was sure to make the blonde thirsty, and he hadn't grabbed Naruto a juice. He forgot because he had been so focused on Daisuke, but he did have a bottle of water. He started the car up after pulling on his seat belt and then they were back on the road.

It had been at least fifteen minutes before Sasuke finally decided to address the tension between him and Naruto. "Naruto, are you honestly still upset we left?" He asked ridiculously, glancing over at him.

Naruto arched an eyebrow, not hearing that hint of irritation in Sasuke's voice that he been there earlier. So Sasuke wasn't angry anymore? He sucked his teeth. They could still be on rides right now. "Yes, I'm upset. I wanted to get on the Ferris Wheel, and you could've left by your damn self." He replied heatedly, pouting childishly and then licking at his lollipop.

"Yeah, Daddy!" Daisuke chimed in, suddenly pouting as well at the thought of still being on rides. "You could've left by your-"

"Don't even try it." Naruto warned, shooting his narrowed gaze back at the boy. He knew exactly what was going to come out of the child's mouth. Daisuke was getting way too comfortable with trying to curse in front of them. He must have known how humorous it was to Naruto, but still. He shouldn't repeat his bad language. Which reminded him, he needed to work on that himself.

Daisuke shut his mouth, lowering his head and smiled mischievously, bringing his canned drink back to his lips. Crap. He thought he could get away with it again.

Sasuke snorted out a chuckle, his eyes looking ahead as he drove. "Naruto, you are being more childish than Daisuke right now. We can always go back."

"Oh, shut up! That's not the point!" Naruto turned back to look out the window, lapping his candy.

Sasuke shook his head hopelessly. It went quiet again after that and it stayed that way until they were almost home. Naruto had been finished eating his lollipop and Sasuke kept looking over at him. Naruto just sat there with his arms crossed, quiet and pouting. Wasn't he thirsty? Even though he didn't eat sweets and candy a lot himself, afterwards he was always insanely thirsty. Hell, he was thirsty simply thinking about being thirsty and at the next stop light, he grabbed the bottle of cold water he bought for himself from the store out of the cup-holder in the car and twisted off the cap before taking a drink.

Naruto hesitantly looked over and watched the man, not really mad anymore. He didn't know why but when Sasuke was eating and drinking he looked really hot. It was a weird attraction. He didn't know how someone could look so fucking sexy while eating and drinking. Even when Sasuke stopped drinking and put the top back on before settling the bottle back in the cup-holder Naruto couldn't stop staring at him.

Sasuke then felt Naruto's eyes on him and glanced over at him considerately, reaching back into the cup-holder and grabbing the water. "What? You thirsty?" He reached the bottle over, leaning it in a little too close to Naruto's face and unintentionally hit him with it, not that he realized it.

Naruto flinched back and crinkled his nose irritably, broken out of his love-struck stare. "Ouch, Sasuke! Get it out my damn face. You hit my damn nose." He said sharply, bringing his hand to rub the tip of his nose.

"Oh. I'm sorry. Why are you so angry?" He asked with a bothered frown, pushing down on the gas when the light changed and driving off.

Naruto rolled his eyes, snatching the water out of Sasuke's hand that wasn't on the steering-wheel and slammed it back in the cup-holder. "Because that shit hurt and you thrusting it into my damn face like that, talking 'bout 'you thirsty?' No. If I was thirsty I would have said I was thirsty. Damn." He glared, seeing that they were driving up to Sasuke's place.

Daisuke eyed them in the backseat, blankly. Sometimes he found adults to be highly entertaining.

Sasuke steered into a turn and pulled into the drive-way of his home before he moved his hand in back of Naruto's seat, looking at him. "Well, I apologized didn't I? Don't be so mad about it," Yet Naruto continued to pout and he felt a little bad as he leaned over to him. "I apologized, dobe. Give me a kiss." But Naruto simply glared at him and Sasuke thought that was cute. "Naruto, can I have a kiss?" He puckered his lips at him, making beckoning kissy noises at him and Naruto turned to him completely, blue eyes zeroed in on his lips with an expression of both annoyance and amusement on his face.

Naruto's annoyance ultimately broke and he laughed. "Okay, those are scary looking."

Sasuke's eyes immediately narrowed offensively and he brought his fingers to his lips. "What? They're chapped? I put lip balm on."

"No. But they're just all in my face, all aggressive 'nd crap," Naruto grinned slightly, leaning over toward Sasuke and leaning his face in really close to the raven's. "This is how you look, 'Naruto, can I get a kiss?'" He puckered his mouth and started making kissy noises at the man, not putting even an inch of space between them.

Sasuke took that chance and swooped in, capturing Naruto's lips in his mouth and gave them a good suck before releasing them with a smirk.

"-Uhh!" Naruto jerked back into his seat quickly. "Ew! Sasuke?!" Naruto grabbed the collar of his hoodie and used it to wipe off his mouth and blushed slightly. "You got spit all on my mouth, stupid."

Sasuke laughed contently. He couldn't help it. Naruto's lips always looked so sexy and juicy.

Daisuke blushed and snickered, witnessing the whole ordeal. His father only did goofy things like this with Naruto and it never failed to make him laugh.

It was then Sasuke's cell binged with a text message and he reached into his pants pocket, taking it out. He opened the message and read over it, his eyebrows furrowing in slightly as he did.

I apologize for disturbing your night, Sasuke-sama. But President Arakawa has demanded to make some sudden changes in the contract we are to have to him by early tomorrow morning. Could you meet me at the company building?

"It's Yagura. I have to go into the office for a bit." He said urgently, looking over at Naruto. Arakawa was being rather difficult, again, but he was an important client. There was no way he could deny him. "That okay?"

Naruto's eyes were unexpectedly wide, especially at the mention of Yagura. He felt uncomfortable about the idea of Sasuke being at the company late with him. But he swallowed his personal feelings and knew that this was something Sasuke had to do. "Uh, yeah. I mean, you don't really have a choice if it's that important. It's cool. I'll put Dai' to bed before you're back." He said understandably, giving a firm nod.

Daisuke pouted, disappointed that he would have to go to sleep without his father home. "Aw! I wanted to sleep with Daddy tonight."

Sasuke turned to look back at him and smiled dejectedly. "I know... How about you sleep in my bed and I promise I'll crawl in with you so I'm there when you wake in the morning."

Daisuke slowly nodded. "...Okay."

Naruto sat there silent for a moment, his blue eyes staring off. He couldn't stand Yagura. He had to be doing this on purpose, or maybe he was being paranoid again. All he knew is that lately Yagura found many ways to interrupt his time with Sasuke. He bit the inside of his cheek and his eyebrow twitched annoyingly. Then he felt a reassuring hand on his leg, blinking out of his anger and looked over at Sasuke.

"Stop it." Sasuke lightly told him, knowing that expression on Naruto's face too well. He was bothered.

"No, I'm fine. It's cool." Naruto puffed out his cheeks defeatedly, looking low at his feet. He didn't like to dislike people, but he disliked that Yagura guy so much. And it was fucking with his head.

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to be continued...

A/N: Hmm, a bit of drama on the way with Sasuke and Naruto. I think we can all see what's happening with Itachi as well. And Menma's falling back into his old (promiscuous) habits. Now you'll have to wait and see how Itachi will put up with it if even Iruka couldn't. And there's a reason that girl was present in this chapter. She comes into play later, not majorly like her and Menma having a relationship or anything (just sex for Menma.) and Also now you guys know why Naruto gave Menma the nickname 'róka' when he was little. It's Hungarian for fox and Menma is of Japanese, Hungarian and Palestinian descent. I'd love to know everyone's favorite part! :)