AN: Holy crap, so many reviews last chapter! I expected maybe.. five or something. But I got twice that XD Thank you guys sooo much! I'm glad you like the story so far. Honestly, I don't think my writing's that good, but I do enjoy writing fanfiction, thus my continuation to do it. That, and I'm a review whore :D

I hope this chapter lives up to the past one's, it's a little bit slow I think. But we get to see why exactly Naruto keeps falling asleep! Yay!

Disclaimer and warnings: Don't own, doubt you do either, seeing as you're reading this. SHOUNEN-AI, meaning, boy love. But you've read this far, you've probably figured it out already. Little bit of fluff, not as heavy as last chapter.

Why, oh why, did it have to be Naruto who was cursed with this damnable sleeping disorder, and not say... Sakura or someone? Not that he necessarily wanted Sakura to be passing out on him right and left, to be falling over him even more and to be the one landing him in awkward situations nearly constantly. No, of course not. Really, she was a decent ninja, he supposed. At least, when it came to ninja of the female gender. And she was loyal, no doubt about that. A bit too loyal, one could say. The constant adoration from the pink haired girl had crossed the line from bordering on annoying to full throttle I-will-kill-you-if-you-so-much-as-glance-at-me-one-more-time annoying the moment they had been put on the same team.

All in all, having Naruto draped across him so generously was something that Sasuke couldn't really complain about. However, Naruto was not in any way light. At all. It could have something to do with all of the ramen the boy consumed, or it could have something to do with his constant training building up enough muscle to make him weigh as much as a small hippopotamus, or for all the Uchiha knew it could be some odd disease that caused rapid weight gain with out really showing it. He didn't really care what the reason was, all he cared about was the fact that Uzumaki Naruto was heavy. And Sasuke had really prided himself on his strength up to this point. Just one more negative point to add onto his manly record.

Because as much as Naruto weighed, Sakura had to be lighter. She was always on those silly diets of hers, anyways. Did it do much? Not that Sasuke could see, but he never really paid any attention to her in the first place, and she couldn't keep going on them for absolutely no reason. And she was a female, after all. That automatically made her lighter than Naruto. That was like... nature's law or something. Yeah, Sasuke had some twisted logic, but he had to think about something besides the dead weight in his arms. The dead weight that had fallen asleep and crushed him the previous night as well. The dead weight that was... cuddling him again.

What was with Naruto and cuddling? Was it really necessary to nuzzle his face into Sasuke's chest, especially while the sharingan user was carrying him out in public? Sasuke certainly didn't think so, but alas, the blond in his arms was blissfully unaware of the world around him. Unaware of the slightly shaking arms wrapped around his body, keeping him from falling, and unaware of the fact that he was not only cuddling the boy of his dreams in his dreams, but in real life as well. Sasuke huffed. Damn Naruto. He was heavy, he was cuddly, he was cute, and he was NOT making Sasuke anymore manly by causing him to think these things. Damn him damn him damn him.

And where was Jiraiya? The hermit had to be wandering around here somewhere, he normally was. Searching for "inspiration" or something equally as lecherous amongst the throng of Konoha's finely shaped female population, more than likely. But Sasuke had already tried not only the hot spring, but the roofs of most larger, good for peeping buildings around the town, as well as the crowded streets of Konoha itself. He assumed that even the pervert hermit wouldn't stoop so low as to peep in the girls restrooms, although the boy wouldn't put it past him. Sasuke was not, however, about to stoop that low himself, instead opting to wander around aimlessly, cursing the world and the blond burden in his arms.

And, oh lucky day, was that the Hokage that he spied? Indeed it was, and the woman had spotted him as well, most unfortunately. He really didn't feel like dealing with her at the moment, she was the one who had sent him on the damnable D rank semi-mission the previous evening, the one that had landed him in this most appealing, and at the same time horribly, terribly, awful (and slightly painful) position. And she would more than likely find more amusement than sympathy in the situation. Damn it all again. At least she might know where the hermit was. In fact, she probably would. She also probably wouldn't tell Sasuke, just to see him get even more pissed at the one person that he wouldn't dare attack.

"Ah, Sasuke-kun. Having a nice morning totting around Naruto?" Damn that cheery smile on her face.

Sasuke simply grunted, weighing out his options in his mind. He could try avoiding her, brush her off as casually and politely as his self-respecting mind would allow him and simply walk away. She'd probably just follow. He could ask her where Jiraiya was, that would solve one of his problems at least. But she probably wouldn't answer him, and ask him to run some errand instead. He could ask her what the hell was wrong with the sleeping idiot. That one might actually work.

He shifted the burden he was carrying, drawing Tsunade's attention to the boy in his arms. "Why won't he wake up?" Short and to the point, yet still polite. Sasuke was proud of himself, quite frankly, for handling the situation so well.

The woman in front of him smiled brightly, poking at Naruto's nonrespondent form. "Perhaps he's tired?"

Sasuke growled. He should have expected such a response. No one in their right mind could take Sasuke with an arm full of Naruto seriously. He shot the world a glare before setting the boy down, letting the blond lean, still asleep, with his back to a tree. "Watch..."

"Oi, dobe, you know sleeping all the time is a sign of weakness? That just proves how much stronger than you I still am. Guess you'll always be dead last," Nothing. Not even a twitch from Naruto.

"Wow, Naruto, I'm amazed. You've already missed two meals. I didn't realize you could go so long without ramen. I still have that all-you-can-eat coupon in my pocket, and Ichiraku's right across the street. I guess I'll have to go enjoy the noodles myself. What shall I have this afternoon? Miso, I think. And then pork ramen, and maybe some shrimp ramen after that. Yeah, and I'll eat it all. Probably won't be any left for a week."

Still nothing. Not only had Sasuke managed to make a speech much longer than most had ever witnessed from the boy, but he had also managed to come out from taunting, teasing, insulting and mentioning ramen to Naruto unscathed. Not even the Hokage could deny that something was seriously wrong with the situation.

"Hmm..." Finally. She looked like she was actually concentrating, perhaps even taking the situation semi-seriously.

"It's too bad I don't have a camera with me, Sasuke-kun. Those pictures of you carrying around Naruto like your helpless bride would be priceless," Maybe not.

Another growl from Sasuke, "Hokage-sama, I appreciate that you are a happy enough person to find humor in this situation. However, I do not find it amusing that my partner is, for all intents and purposes, dead to the world. And, providing he wakes up eventually, these constant bouts of narcoleptic behavior could seriously endanger not only our team on missions, but also the village of Konoha under the right circumstances."

The Hokage was simply amazed that the boy was taking this so seriously. Making a mental note to inform Iruka to not assign team 7 anything higher than light C-rank missions for awhile, she gave Sasuke another smile.

"Well then, Sasuke-kun, can you tell me who the culprit of this heinous crime against your precious teammate might be?"

"Jiraiya,"

Of course, who else? Sasuke might not have solid proof, but it simply seemed like something the hermit would do to his student, especially if said student was being particularly annoying. And it's not like that didn't happen often enough.

Yet another smile, "Are you absolutely positive? He's not just ill? It happens, you know. People become over worked."

Naruto did not become over worked. Naruto had an endless supply of energy. And even if he was, Naruto did NOT miss meals. Ever. That was traitorous, that was ninja mutiny to the blond. No, someone had most definitely done something to Naruto, and there was no doubt in Sasuke's young mind that Jiraiya had been the one to commit the crime.

Tsunade had obviously seen the look that passed over the boy's features, the look of pure indignant belief in the hermit's ways, and sighed. "Alright then, let's go. We can't have one of our best genins falling asleep on missions," and she was off, hopping from roof to roof en route to what Sasuke assumed to be Jiraiya's location.

The boy picked up Naruto's body before chasing after her, intent on not falling behind. This was probably the only sure chance he had of finding the old man, and he was not letting it get away. And when they ended up on top of the giant Hokage's monument, Sasuke spotted the lech right away, snoring under a tree with a sake bottle hanging lax in his grip, another one laying not too far from his form. Smirking, the youth dropped his load onto the ground in a heap next to him, Naruto's body contorting into what appeared to be a very uncomfortable position, before he yanked a shuriken from a pouch on his leg and hurled it at the other sleeping being.

Jiraiya gave an alarmed snort as the throwing star lodged itself in the trunk of the tree, grazing his ear as it passed. He shot up, pulling out a scroll from a pocket and stared around him in shock. Who had dared to attack one of the great three! Only a fool would do such a thing! Even if he was half drunk and completely asleep. Only a fool or a great, powerful enemy would have the gall! Neither, however, were present. His glance slid from the fuming Sasuke to the amused Tsunade, both staring at him in disbelief.

"What was that for?" The question was directed at Sasuke, who stood arm still partially extended.

The boy chose to ignore the question. It wasn't even semi-worth and answer. Instead, he pointed at Naruto, slumped over, legs spread eagle and body resting uncomfortably between them. "What did you do to him?"

Jiraiya just stared at Naruto, then glanced back up, "Nothing. Why do you assume I did anything?"

"Because he wont wake up and he was last seen training with you."

Couldn't beat that logic. "It was just a simple jutsu, it'll wear off in time. Not my fault, anyway, he should have dodged it if he couldn't handle the consequences."

More stares from Tsunade and Sasuke. "I said it'll wear off. The boy channels entirely too much chakra in everyday life, it could become a liability later on. He needs to learn to control it. And even dog's learn if you beat them enough. Every time he channels any amount of chakra above that of a normal, non-ninja trained individual, he'll fall asleep."

Sasuke frowned. The logic in performing the jutsu on Naruto seemed well enough, but it was still dangerous. "And when will it wear off, exactly?"

"After he's gone anywhere from... oh say, one to two days without channeling chakra."

"One or two DAYS? He can't go ten MINUTES without trying to show off, you expect him to last days?"

Jiraiya grinned. Obviously. Sasuke sighed and Tsunade grinned along with the hermit. What a brilliant plan, she had to give the man credit. However, Naruto would most likely be a danger to himself, and quite possibly others, if left alone until the jutsu wore off. She'd just have to assign someone to watch him until the time occurred when Naruto could properly defend himself in a fight once more. And who better to assign then the boy that provoked him the most? It would be excellent training for the both of them. Plus, Sasuke seemed to be rather protective of the blond when said boy wasn't aware of it.

"Sasuke, you're in charge of Naruto until this is over with. Make sure he doesn't get killed, it's your head if he does. I'll inform Kakashi-sensei that you won't be participating in any form of practice, Sakura could use the one on one training anyhow. And I'll be off. Duty calls and the life of a Hokage is never idle!" And then, poof, she was gone.

Damn her to hell right along with Jiraiya. Jiraiya who was currently settling back down under his tree.

Sasuke glanced down, thoroughly irritated, at his new charge. Naruto had switched positions and was now sprawled out on his back, one hand under his arm and the other twitching on his stomach. The dark haired boy watched in morbid fascination as the blond's lips parted slightly, and he let out a little mewl, followed by a breathy whisper of "Sasuke..."

Sasuke blushed, eyes widening a bit, and glanced over to see if the hermit had heard. He had, obviously, as he had a very large grin plastered on his face. "Did I mention there were a few... side effects?"

No, Jiraiya, you didn't. Sasuke growled. This was not going to be fun.

AN: Ah, chapter three is finished. Plan on the next being up in 4-5 days. Maybe earlier, depends on when I next get a chance to write. Now.. off to review with ye!