The phone vibrating on the desk next to him caught his attention. Sasuke was answering Hinata's mail, writing something about it being great that they could suffer the business meetings together in barely two weeks. He grabbed his phone and opened the new message from Naruto.

"Hey, you never told me what I was supposed to guess two days ago!"

Sasuke raised an eyebrow before he remembered what the blonde was referring to. Two days ago, he had sent a text that said 'guess what', but the news about the blonde getting married had kind of made him forget all about it.

He didn't really know what to make of his feelings at that moment. He wanted to tell the blonde that they actually could meet just a week later, but that also meant meeting the newly engaged Naruto. He wasn't sure that he was ready for that; the lovey dovey stud and his lovey dovey - probably absolutely gorgeous - girlfriend.

Sasuke hesitated at that thought, and opened a new tab on the internet window. He logged in at Facebook and clicked his way to Naruto's pictures. He took a good but quick look at the well-known photos of the half-naked guy before clicking forward until he saw that picture of the kissing couple. He hadn't really looked at the pink haired girl before, but he had to admit that she wasn't ugly. That put a lump in Sasuke's stomach. That damn bitch actually looked good. That bitch might actually match Naruto and make him even more perfect.

Sasuke gritted his teeth; he hated her more than anything at that moment, and he felt like punching her in the face. Why did she have to have smooth skin, glimmering eyes and probably a laugh and a voice that put butterflies in Naruto's stomach? And why did she have to be the one allowed to touch his cheek, his chest, his perfect abs?

Sasuke was about to close the window when it hit him. This stomach ache and the teeth gritting, the slightly red cheeks…

He was acting as if he was jealous.

He was acting as if he was jealous of that damn pink haired girl and he acted as if he wanted to be the one to touch Naruto's cheek, the one to be kissed by Naruto, the one to be able to lie next to him in the bed on that boat.

Sasuke clenched his fists. He was being ridiculous! How could he possibly be jealous of someone he never met? How could he even be jealous in the first place! He was Sasuke Uchiha, for Christ's sake.

Sasuke closed the tab and pushed the unwanted feelings away. He thanked some mighty power for being able to just take a few seconds, concentrate and then have the feeling gone.

He took a deep breath before turning to his phone again, and decided to approach the subject of going to Sweden from another angle.

"When are you coming home from your trip?"

He put down the phone on the desk and kept answering the mail from Hinata, but just found himself glancing towards the phone all the time. He sighed deeply, annoyed with himself, and saved the mail for later. He grabbed the phone and decided to go for a walk – maybe that would get his mind off of things.

He grabbed his phone, wallet and keys before going downstairs. When he was outside and had started walking down the street, he realized that he was out of cigarettes. He turned left to get to the nearest store when he literally walked into someone. It took him a few seconds to notice that it was no other than Ino.

"Sorry. Hi, Ino."

Ino looked up at him and smiled.

"Hey, Sasuke! Where are you heading?"

Ino opened her handbag to look for something.

"To seven eleven. How about you?"

She kept smiling, still digging around in the bag.

"Actually, I was going to see you."

Sasuke raised his eyebrows and muttered something about that she could have called first, but Ino just nodded and finally seemed to fins what she was looking for.

"I know, I know. Which is why…"

She reached forward to put a pack of cigarettes in his hand.

"…I got you these."

Sasuke blinked but accepted the gift. He was about to ask her how she got them, but changed his mind. He probably didn't want to know, anyway.

He cleared his throat.

"So… Is there a catch?"

Ino laughed and turned to walk with him.

"I actually have a few questions."

He snickered and grabbed his lighter to light a cigarette.

"Okay. Shoot."

Ino clapped her hands together just to rub them, the mad scientist-way.

"So, first of all; how long have you known that you're gay?"

Sasuke took a smoke.

"Since I was about fourteen, I think. That's when I kinda got it confirmed to myself."

Ino looked at him.

"You fell in love?"

He shrugged.

"I dunno. I guess. Something like that."

Ino was silent for a few seconds before she spoke up again.

"Second question. Why haven't you told me or any of the other girls before? Doesn't it bother you that everyone's hitting on you all the time?"

He actually had to think for a while before he could answer that.

"Mainly to protect my father and the business, I think. And as long as a girl can take no for an answer, it doesn't really bother me."

Ino nodded and blushed slightly. She was probably thinking about the time when she had pushed him up again his car. Sasuke had forgiven her a long time ago, though.

Sasuke took another smoke and Ino cleared her throat.

"Okay, third question. Is there someone you like right now?"

Sasuke winced, which made Ino gasp.

"There is! Who is it?"

Sasuke put the cigarette between his lips and shook his head, eyes flickering. It was impossible. He couldn't even think it because it was so impossible. He didn't even know why he had winced like that.

Ino seemed to see that he was struggling.

"For how long have you known the guy?"

Sasuke grabbed the cigarette between his thumb and his finger again. He slowly shook his head.

"I… I don't."

He was telling the truth; he didn't know the guy. He knew nothing about him and he had never even heard his voice.

Ino raised her eyebrows.

"Is it someone at school? Someone I know?"

He shook his head again. It seemed that Ino was about to give up when Sasuke stopped walking and just stared at the ground for a while. Ino actually looked concerned, now.

"Hey, I'm sorry. If you don't want to talk about it, then-"

Sasuke cut her off.

"Do you think that one can like someone they've never met in person?"

His brain was working on high speed, and yet, he couldn't think at all.

Ino blinked and Sasuke was breathing heavily.

Did he actually suggest to himself that he liked that guy?

Ino licked her lips, humming.

"Well…"

She kept Sasuke on edge for a while – he was actually leaning towards her, waiting for an answer.

"I think so, yea. I mean, I've had hundreds of celebrity crushes, and I've never met them."

He nodded slowly. It wasn't like a celebrity crush, but maybe this kind-of-sort-of-maybe-crush came with the same rules as a celebrity crush?

They stood like that for a moment before Sasuke broke the silence.

"How do you know that you like someone?"

If he could've seen himself right then, he would have laughed. Hard. It was absolutely ridiculous that he, Sasuke Uchiha, was in this situation. But then again, he didn't see himself, and he was so confused that he didn't really care how he looked, and Ino just seemed glad she could help.

"I guess that it kinda depends on what kind of person you are, but, for me… I get all bubbly and warm when I see them, maybe even a bit dreamy."

Crap.

"I think about them a lot and I want to spend time with them."

Crap.

"I feel like there's a bunch of butterflies in my stomach when I think about them or associate something with them."

Crap.

"I might get jealous sometimes and get upset if they're with someone else, and maybe get a bit jumpy if I get a call or a text from them."

Crap. Fuck.

Suddenly, Sasuke's phone beeped and he jumped, which made him simply put his palm to his face and sigh.

Well, crap.

"Thanks, Ino. Listen, I gotta go."

Go and hide inside his room for the rest of his life with both his computer and his phone turned off, that is.

Sasuke, a bit with his mind in the clouds, leaned forward to give Ino a hug. She hugged him back, and then realized what just had happened.

"Hold on, Sasuke."

Sasuke groaned silently.

"Is… Is that him?"

She was pointing at the phone in his pocket. He sighed and flung his arms out, almost dropping his cigarette in the gesture.

"I dunno. No. Yes. Probably."

Ino giggled and waved.

"I'll let you go for now. Good luck, Sasuke."

He just nodded and started jogging back to his apartment. He reached it in just minutes, kicked his shoes of and took the stairs in four steps. When he reached his room, he grabbed his phone, but didn't pull it out of the pocket. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and then, a minute later, slowly pulled the phone up and held it in front of him.

He decided that this would be a test. This would show him if he liked the blonde or if he just thought that he was damn good looking.

He opened his eyes. Naruto's name was blinking on the screen. A thousand butterflies got released in his stomach. He swallowed in a try to make the feeling go away, but just ended up slightly out of breath.

"Fuck."

He pushed his hand through his hair and stared at the screen. What would happen if Naruto found out? Found out that…

Sasuke groaned and fell backwards on his bed.

"I like Naruto Uzumaki."

He groaned again, louder this time, and turned so that he was facing the wall.

Why did he have to fall for a straight guy? More importantly; why did he have to fall for a straight guy with a girlfriend? Most importantly; why did he have to fall at all?

Sasuke decided to just grow the balls and opened the message before he changed his mind.

"I'll be home in three days. Why are you asking?"

He took a deep breath and kept going with the interview.

"You live in Stockholm, right? Facebook told me."

He turned around again and stared at his room for a while. This would take some time to sink in, for sure.

He still found it pretty absurd; that he would fall for a guy he met on the internet, that he had never met in person and never actually talked to.

That's when something snapped inside of him.

He sat up straight, clicked his way to Naruto's name and pressed 'call' before putting the phone to his ear.

If he had to like someone, he wanted to know what he sounded like.

The next second, he was wondering what the heck he was doing. The signals were beeping and the panic inside of Sasuke came bubbling up. He started shaking and was just about to hand up when the beeping stopped.

Someone fumbled with the phone.

Someone took a quick breath to say something.

"And exactly how much is this costing you?"

Sasuke's heart stopped.

Then, it started to race like crazy, hell; it was ready to jump out of his chest at any second! Naruto's voice was somehow even more perfect than his looks, and it sounded so much like him. It fitted him perfectly; kind of raspy, a bit childish, but still dark enough to suit his very grown up appearance.

That's when he remembered that he probably should say something.

"Hi, Naruto."

He heard the blonde laughing at the other end.

"Hey, Sasuke."

A bolt of lightning made its way through his body; he almost dropped the phone and was half a second away from whispering 'say my name again' when Naruto stopped him.

"What's up with the questions, anyway? Are you planning on stalking me?"

Sasuke smiled.

"Are you gonna answer my questions if I say yes?"

Naruto laughed again. God, how Sasuke loved that laugh; he could listen to it for hours.

"You're not gonna freak me out just yet! And yes, I live in Stockholm."

Sasuke cleared his throat.

"In that case, I have another question for you."

He heard Naruto shift.

"Uh-huh?"

Sasuke bit his lower lip. Here goes.

"How do you feel about dinner, Friday night?"

Naruto hesitated for a few seconds.

"What do you mean?"

Sasuke closed his eyes and tried to keep his voice from shaking – or worse; cracking.

"I mean can I buy you dinner, Friday night?"

Sasuke alarmed himself a bit. He probably should have said that differently; it sounded as if he was asking him out. Dammit.

Luckily, Naruto seemed clueless.

"Yea, I get that, but… You're in New York, right?"

Sasuke chuckled a bit.

"I'm going to Stockholm with the Uchi-"

He hesitated.

"…with my dad's business. We're going next week."

He barely had the chance to finish the sentence.

"What! Seriously!"

Sasuke had to pull the phone away from his ear for a second. Naruto practically yelled, and Sasuke couldn't help but feel relieved when Naruto actually seemed happy about the news.

"Yea, seriously."

"That's awesome! Sure, I'm up for dinner. This'll be great, I'll show you around town and all that. Sound good?"

Sasuke felt like screaming 'yes', but he had to take the business company into the calculation. He hummed and bit his lower lip.

"I think I can be up for that. I'll just have to check for meetings with the company."

Naruto laughed.

"Alright, Sasuke. Anyway, this must cost you a fortune, so just text me when you know, okay?"

Sasuke didn't feel like hanging up, and it wasn't as if he had to worry about money, but he couldn't say that. He didn't want to scare Naruto off.

"Okay. Text ya later, then."

"Yea, do that! I'll see you, literally. Buh-bye!"

Sasuke closed his eyes and took in those words. Yes, they were actually going to meet in less than two weeks!

"Bye, Naruto."

He waited until Naruto had hung up first before he put down the phone on the bed. That's when he realized that he was shaking like crazy and was out of breath, as if he had just been running. His stomach was twisting itself around and he felt oddly restless. The phone was still hot from the call, and somehow, the world seemed so very quiet all of a sudden.

Sasuke stared at the wall. Was this how he would feel around Naruto from now on? Was this what Sasuke Uchiha had turned into?