AN: Oh my, where did I disappear to! Sorry guys, school work's been an absolute killer as of late. I'm still not caught up, but I figure I'm so far behind on this update I might as well just give in for awhile and write fanfiction. That, and I've written a few drabbles that refuse to post until this has been updated. Unfortunately, not a ton of action in this chapter. Well, hot loving action, at least :D next chapter, however, there most definitely be, as I have quite a bit planned. Things will get rather... steamy, shall we say. (yeah, that's a pun, see if you can figure out what's going to happen after reading this chap)
exrxr : You're right, Sasuke does need to be more horny. And jealous... I shall try my hardest to fulfill this in the next chapter. Because you know, writing boy love is ever so hard XD I actually had it planned for them to go out in this chapter. So here you go :)
Fairycake513: You're right, I do that way too often. I probably did it here, too, but I wanted to post this before somebody killed me for not updating. I'll go back and edit everything either today or tomorrow.
Nissie: 1 or 2 more chapters I think. I know whats happening next chapter, and I know how it's going to end, but I dont know if I'm going to combine them both into one or make them seperate. But we'll see :D
Everyone else: Thank you guys sooo much for the reviews. I had writers block on top of all that work, and if it weren't for you guys I might have just dropped this completely. Too all of you who asked, yeah, it's gonna get steamy :D Probably not full out lemon hot, but we'll see what I can do. There will be boy love by God :(
Alright.. this AN has gone on long enough. On with the chapter :D
Sasuke sighed. Of course he was hungry, that was why the ebony haired boy had originally left the house, to get the dobe food. Which he had done, and put in the fridge, because the idiot had gone and fallen asleep again. Grr...
Ah well, time to feed the blond. Sasuke most definitely had never known Naruto to go this long without eating, and even Sasuke had to admit that, if he were in the same situation, he'd be damn near starved himself. Not that, you know, he'd complain or anything. Uchiha's didn't complain. Uzumaki's did. Were. Whatever. Food, it was time for food, that was the point that had somehow gotten lost amidst his thought process.
"Che, c'mon idiot. Food's in the kitchen," waving his hand, he pushed himself up and then leaned down to drag Naruto up with him.
Grudgingly, Sasuke trudged towards the kitchen and the ramen that await them, listening for Naruto's footsteps behind him. It wouldn't due to have the blond wander off and start sorting through his things again, god only knew what would get misplaced. It was more than inconvenient to have to search for one's own belongings, and for all Sasuke knew he'd be finding his sandals in the medicine cabinet if he didn't keep close watch over the other boy. And that could be highly unsettling if he needed to leave the house and didn't know where to look.
Thus, with Naruto at his heels, Sasuke entered the kitchen and stalked to the fridge, opening it up and pulling out the ramen. He tossed it to the blond and rustled through a drawer to find a set of chopsticks, throwing those as well and nearly poking the other's eye out. All he received for this misdemeanor, however, was a growl as the other boy dropped to the table and started on his meal, motioning for Sasuke to join.
The avenger shook his head, "You eat it, I'm not hungry," conveniently looking at something under his nails.
Damn, why was it so awkward to be nice? Probably because nice was not something that had enough time to properly sink in as child, before mean, anger, hatred and revenge all made a comfy little nest inside his brain, kicking nice to the curb. Yeah, that was probably why. Not that Sasuke was complaining. Nice wasn't very manly, you know.
Naruto, being Naruto, simply grinned and shrugged, digging into to the take out cartons in front of him. He wasn't one to turn down free food, that was for sure. In fact, he was so consumed in consuming that he didn't notice the faint blush and irritated glow to Sasuke's eyes. Mind you, he more than likely wouldn't have noticed had he been looking at his rival, either. He was Konoha's number one ninja at surprising people, after all, not Konoha's number one ninja at picking up on subtle emotional changes in other stoic ninjas ninja. He wasn't even number 10 in the category. More like... dead last. And thus Sasuke's apparent embarrassment went unnoticed by the boy for the time being.
Sasuke looked up at the blond, only to find him quite finished and quite full, eyes droopy, leaning back with the slightly pained expression of someone who has just eaten too much too fast, as was tradition for the boy. The Uchiha was almost startled, that had been what, two cups of ramen in less than a minute? But he put it up to Naruto being Naruto, and nobody ate ramen faster than Naruto, so it was probably a perfectly normal thing for the boy.
Clearing his throat, Sasuke brought Naruto's attention from the chopsticks he was currently playing with up to his rival. Cocking his head to the side, the blond stared at him, giving him what appeared to be a signal of his ever waning attention. "Oi, dobe. You're going to want some clean clothes or something from your apartment, right? Tsunade-sama said you're supposed to stay here for awhile, and I know you haven't showered in a few days," the ebony haired boy's nose wrinkled ever so slightly at this.
When was the last time he had showered, for that matter? It had to have been at least three days ago, and that was far too long in his mind to go without bathing. After all, if you started to smell too bad, an enemy wouldn't have to know where you were hiding. He could just follow your stench. So it was pushed on Sasuke to bathe regularly, and even before hi parents had died it had become a habit. A habit that Uzumaki Naruto had to come in and mess up, just like most other things. Ah well.
Naruto looked contemplative for a minute. His eyebrows furrowed and his eyes squinted shut. Yeah, he needed a change of clothes. And a toothbrush wouldn't hurt either, he figured. Couldn't kiss Sasuke if he didn't brush his teeth, the other boy might get mad. And he kind of liked kissing Sasuke, it was nice. Of course, when your entire history of physical contact involved sparring and a few hugs from your teacher, you tended to cling to anything you got. Because it had absolutely nothing to do with those lovely teenage hormones that had been bubbling up inside him for the past few years. Nothing at all.
He nodded once, firmly. "That'd be nice. Let's go then," and he bounded to his feet with a little grin.
"Oh no, I never said anything about you going, idiot. You'll only fall back asleep or something, and at that rate I'll never get you out of my house," a little growl accompanied his reasoning, along with a glare to get Sasuke's point across.
"But Sa-asuke," whiiine, "I've been sleeping so much I haven't been able to do anything. My legs are getting all cramped and stuff. And it's not like I can fall asleep with the necklace on,"
True enough, it had worked this far. But then again, it was Naruto who was using it. Anything was likely to happen, it could very well backfire and put him to sleep for the rest of his life. How would Sasuke explain that one to the Hokage? She'd very likely maim him beyond recognition, effectively put out of work two of her best rising ninjas. That would be bad. For Konoha, of course. Sasuke wasn't scared of Tsunade. No. He was just worried about Konoha.
But Naruto had been cooped up for quite sometime. It wouldn't due to keep his energy so bottled up that when he finally got the chance to release it everything backfired on Sasuke himself. That would be almost as bad as the Hokage trying to kill him. Perhaps if they just took it slow, stayed out of people's way, maybe it wouldn't be so bad? Honestly, what was the worst that could happen if Sasuke was keeping an eye out for danger? Well, a lot, actually. But he tried not to think of that as he faced the blond in front of him. Growl, "Fine, go get your shoes on."
He felt more like an angry parent at that moment than anything else as Naruto whooped with joy and ran past him. Sighing, he followed the hyper boy to the doorway to put on his own sandals and start the, hopefully, boring, uneventful and tedious journey to the apartment that Naruto generally resided in.
They trudged silently down the road, Sasuke keeping an eye out for anyone who might come by, Naruto staring up at the sky with a happy grin plastered on his face, arms behind his head. The blond was just happy to be outside again, he didn't care if it was for nothing more than a short walk to his apartment and back. Sasuke was just worried. He'd kill the first person that even so much as glanced there way, damn it. He would not let the idiot fall asleep again, and if he had to stoop to such cautious paranoid levels then so be it. He would not be stuck with a snoring blond for the rest of his life instead of doing missions and killing people and avenging his clan and everything else he had been dreaming of for so long. No. No no no no. No. Naruto would not take that away from him. Oh hey, they were there.
Sasuke breathed a sigh of relief. Thank God, they had gotten to the apartment without a single encounter. This was almost over, pretty soon they'd be back at Sasuke's house, Sasuke could take a shower and relax, because in a day or so he would be Naruto free. Well, maybe not Naruto free, he didn't want the blond gone completely. Just out of his house, really. And it wasn't so much that he wanted Naruto out of his house and out of his way, but more importantly he wanted real god damn missions, not baby sitting barely even d-rank tasks.
As Naruto fumbled with the lock on his door, Sasuke slumped against the wall. He'd just wait here for Naruto, nothing was going to happen in his own apartment. And as he stared blankly off into space, the blond wandered inside to find himself whatever he needed for a day or two. Max. Because he was not going to be living with Sasuke for longer then two more days, damn it. No he was not. Alright, enough with the inner monologues for now. Honest. They weren't really going anywhere productive.
Naruto exited his apartment once more, locking the door behind him and carrying a, thankfully, small bag over one shoulder. He looked over at Sasuke, who glanced back, and gave the ebony haired boy a smile. "Thanks, Teme."
Sasuke just grunted, choosing to ignore the insult and compliment both, pushing himself off the wall. He had turned to leave the building when he felt a hand on his wrist and turned back once more. Naruto was still staring at him, chewing is lip a little in concentration. He apparently made up his mind about what was bothering him, and tugged Sasuke back towards him, pulling their bodies flush together and pressing his lips to his rivals in a chaste kiss, before pulling away and casually strolling out towards the sharingan user had been headed moments before. Sasuke just stood there, eyes a little wide, mouth hanging open a bit.
Naruto had just kissed him. Again. In public. And Sasuke had enjoyed it. Damn him. Damn him to hell. Muttering under his breath about eccentric blonds and a sense of dignity, he wandered out of the building after the culprit of this obviously heinous deed.
And was greeted by the sight of Inuzuka Kiba. God DAMN it all. Out of all of their classmates, there were very few who would honestly try and cause trouble for the pair. Kiba happened to be one of these very few. Actually, he was probably the only one. Shikamaru, Chouji, Shino. All of them would just walk away, likely without even a wave. But Kiba, Kiba was trouble. Not because he didn't like Sasuke or Naruto, but solely for the fact that Kiba liked trouble.
"Hey Uzumaki, is that a necklace you're wearing? It's awful pretty."
"Shut up, Kiba!"
Yes, it was like a battle of idiots. Who could make the dumber comment. Kiba was a lot like Naruto in the way that he was very brash and not overly bright. Not dumb, just not the brightest in the village.
Naruto was visibly seething, clutching his hands into fists. So he was wearing a necklace, big deal! It wasn't like he was doing it out of his own accord. Mind you, it didn't cross his thoughts to actually tell Kiba this. Instead, he threw the first punch. Fighting was always a way to solve something. Always.
He punched, Kiba dodged. Kiba punched, Naruto kicked, Kiba dodged again. Akamaru barked his encouragements at his master and Sasuke just sighed. It had been going so well up to this point, too. He sat down on the steps and watched, patiently waiting for the inevitable to happen. He didn't try to stop it. God hated him. It wouldn't work, he'd probably just get killed, not that that would be a horrible thing at the moment. So, for the first time in a long time, Sasuke sat back and watched his fate unfold in front of him, not caring to do anything to stop it.
It was a matter of minutes before it happened. Minutes that seemed like years to Sasuke. Kiba grabbed for the front of Naruto's shirt, Naruto leaned back trying to escape from the grip of his fellow ninja. Unfortunately, Kiba had grabbed the necklace, too, and with the strain of the two boys' strength, the clasp opened with a little 'pop' and the effect of the metal chain was no more. Damn it, and everything had been going so well, Sasuke thought.
At the first sign of Naruto's disorder taking over Sasuke was up and over to him, catching the boy before he could fall to the ground and Kiba could do anymore damage. He threw the now sleeping Naruto over his shoulder and picked the necklace off the ground. So much for that plan. A glare in Kiba's confused direction showed the dog lover the Uchiha's obvious displeasure.
Kiba scratched the back of his neck, a sheepish and entirely lost look covering his face, "I.. er.. I mean.. what the hell..? I.. Sorry? Didn't mean to, you know, really hurt him or anything."
Sasuke growled. Dumb mutt. "He's fine." And with that Sasuke began his trek back to his house, carrying Naruto, his bag and the necklace and leaving Kiba in total and utter confusion behind him.
AN: Yep, that's it for now. And I will have the next (and posssibly last) chapter out next week. If it kills me. Because if it doesn't, you guys might :( I'm sorry if this wasn't excellent, but I figured I'd just throw out whatever I could, and it wasn't until the end that I really started going. And then it ended :( Did that make sense?
