Authors' note: Sorry, once again both Sasuke and Naruto are OOC. Unfortunately, our take on the personalities of Sasuke and Naruto are not what they should be, us having been introduced into the Naruto world through fanfiction (no matter how good the fic was...it was very very good. Thank you Cheryl-chan, you're the best!) Um, this was our first Naruto colab fic, with citrusy stuff, the others were written by Percy. Yes, so...

Any Chance I Get

Chapter 2

Naruto contemplated his "adventures" in the closet with Sasuke while walking in the cool evening streets of his town. Something was oh-so-horribly wrong with what had happened. Sasuke had KISSED him. But didn't he hate him? Maybe the black-haired boy was going mad and would start wearing lipstick and long dresses. (Naruto could only hope that that was what was happening.) What was he going to do?

It hadn't actually been that bad, though.

"WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?", Naruto yelled in his mind, "Sasuke is a guy, and so am I. Plus, I hate him. And he hates me. Right?" The recent events had brought him to think that maybe he had been reading Sasuke entirely wrong.

"I doesn't matter, its wrong. He's.still.a.guy! Its wrong! Even the body parts don't match!", and the more he told himself that the less resolve he could gather. His mind kept popping back to those few minutes in the closet.

What to do!

An image of Iruka suddely popped into his head. One of the times that he had taken the fox-boy for ramen, he had said:

"Its always better to confront things head on. Say what you feel, say what your opinion is and what you want. Otherwise, things get complicated."

Exactly. Time to confront Sasuke about this.

The only problem was, what DID he feel? What WAS his opinion and what DID he want?

Naruto began walking back and forth down the street next to the one Sasuke's house was on. The cool air calmed his nerves somewhat.

"Ok, I'm gonna do it, I'm ready." Naruto thought.

"No, no wait. What if it was just a one time thing? What if he starts making fun of me? What if, worst of all, Sasuke actually does feel something for me? What'll I do or say then?

"The more you think about it the more confused you'll get. Just go in there and tell him you're not interested.

"But what if I am?

"God, shut up already."

A very nervous looking Naruto stood in front of Sasuke's front door. He took a deep breath, raised his hand to knock on the door and-

The door swung open, causing Naruto to start, pulling his hand back.

"Whoa, he's... naked under the towel... shutupshutupshutup, you shouldn't be thinking things like that!", he thought to himself.

Naruto was standing in front of a soaking wet Sasuke, dressed in only a towel. Drips of water were coursing down his chest, and his hair was stuck to his cheeks and the back of his neck. On his face, the young boy was wearing a half surprised, half annoyed look. Wait, no there was something else... happiness? No, it couldn't be. Naruto had never seen Sasuke truly happy, only smirking at how pathetic the smaller boy was.

"Have you ever noticed how very loud and obnoxious your breathing is? What are you doing here?", Sasuke said, the strange emotion now gone from his face.

Naruto simply looked up at the other boy, gaping like a fish. Sasuke sighed. He had seen this reaction way too many times, though on Naruto it was only slightly irritating.

"Get in, before somebody else sees you looking like a compete idiot." With that, Sasuke grabbed Naruto by the front of his shirt and pulled him roughly into the house, shutting the door behind him.

"Hey!" Naruto seemed to have been broken out of his...whatever it had been, by Sasuke's actions. But by the time the words had come out of his mouth, Sasuke was no longer in the room. The blonde looked dumbly around the room for a second, but to no avail.

"WHERE DID HE GO!" Naruto thought.

"So?" Naruto jumped at the voice right behind him. Turning around, he found himself looking at a Sasuke who was now wearing pants (and not a long dress). He was in the process of pulling a shirt over his still damp hair. When he was finished, he said "Let me ask again. What are you doing here, dobe?"

"Umm... about earlier today."

"What about it?" He was toweling off his hair now, staring at Naruto intently.

"Well... umm I-I just", Naruto stuttered, looking at the floor. He suddenly thought of Hinata, and the way she always looked away when he looked at her.

"You what?"

"Why are you acting like nothing happened! Like there's nothing wrong? You KISSED ME! Isn't there a why or an apology or something?"

"Is that what you want? for me to apologize? because I can-"

"Yes! No. I don't know! Jeez, you HATE me! AND I'm a... guy" He ended quietly, his attention diverted to the young boy moving toward him, the towel in his hand falling to the floor.

"Wh-", he began, but his words were cut off by Sasuke mouth on his.

Sasuke kissed him softly, bringing his hand up to cup the shorter boy's cheek, his other hand reaching behind and pulling him close

Naruto's mind was buzzing. he wasn't responding to Sasuke's touch, he simply stood there, very, very confused. Sasukes mouth against his. His body next to the other boys. It felt...nice. But...but, he still. didn't. have. an. answer!

Why was Sasuke doing all his? Why did it not seem to matter to him that he was a guy? He was always so distant, far away. Naruto had always strove to catch up to him, they were rivals, but Naruto could never touch him. Physically they were neck-and-neck, but mentally... Sasuke had what all the girls wanted, a cold, mysterious, get-out-of-my-face-you-idiot kind of attitude. Maybe... no, never-

Naruto's thoughts were cut off. He blinked a few times out of confusion. Where had Sasuke gone? Oh no. He disappeared again! Unwillingly Naruto lifted his face a little, maybe he was just a few centimeters away? But no. Naruto opened his eyes to see Sasuke standing 3 feet in front of him, his eyes seemed to be on fire, but in a second the funny look was gone.

"Is that what you want?", Sasuke asked. "Is it!"

"I-I... Don't you hate me?"

"No", he said simply.

"I don't believe you. This is some sort of trick, you're trying to-"

Again, his words were cut off by Sasuke, this time he was kissing him hungrily, his body pushing against Naruto's. Naruto, caught off balance, was pushed back a few steps and slammed against a set of shelves. A few plates were sent crashing to the floor. Sasuke didn't even flinch. He began trailing his hands from Naruto's cheeks, down the soft skin of his neck, then raking down his hard chest. Naruto, with shivers down his spine, began kissing Sasuke back softly, and became slightly lightheaded. He was incredibly glad that the shelves were there for him to lean against.

"Sasuke", Naruto whispered escaping he taller boys mouth for a second, but Sasuke caught them again, crushing his lips against Naruto's. The hands that had been raking down his chest reached the bottom of his shirt, and slipped under the layers of fabric to touch the other's boy's burning skin.

Sasuke exhaled as if he had been holding his breath for a long time. Naruto was kissing him harder now, needing his touch-like a drug or something. The blond lifted his arms from their place at his sides and reached up to touch Sasuke's wet hair. It stuck up at the back as usual, and as Naruto began running his hands through it, it fought back, refusing to lie flat. He could feel Sasuke smirking against his mouth.

Then he heard it. A voice screaming in the back of his head. Like alarm bells ringing.

"NO! NO! STOP! STOP NOW, BEFORE IT'S TOO LATE!"

Naruto pulled away. Sasuke made this sort of surprised noise and stared at him. Naruto just looked at him, unsure for a minute, then he ran away. Out the door and through the streets.

Sasuke sighed, picking up his towel and went back to the bathroom where he resumed his "beautifying" process.

Meanwhile, little Naruto ran down the crowded streets of the town, screaming at himself mentally.

"I did NOT enjoy that! No! (Actually, it was quite nice-) SHUTUP! I like SAKURA! Hear me? S-A-K-U-R-A! AGH!" He ran all the way to his cruddy little house and straight into the bathroom. He turned on the tap and splashed himself with the slightly rust-filled water. What to do!

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Jo: Rust filled water! That's disgusting... like, extremely gross

Percy: Ehe...;; Shutup

Anywho, that was fun, very fun. PLOOF.