Disclaimer: Naruto isn't mine, the guy belong to Uchiha Sasuke last time I remembered, and like hell I'm going to put myself against Sasuke... I ke my life too much, thanks. Naruto belongs to Kishimoto-sensei and I dunno who else...

This is the un-betaed version. Both of my betas are not available at the moment. I couldn't contact Granny-obbachan and my emails to Vespetine keep bounce back, undelivered. So any typos and grammar mistakes are mine.

Written by Sheera's Greywolf 2005

Yin & Yang

Honey

"It's quite a confession, Sasuke." Naruto said, his summer eyes bore into Sasuke own starless midnight ones while Sasuke, in loss of words, only stared at him. After long heartbeats of which Naruto had thought the raven-haired shinobi might have been dead from heart attack, Sasuke finally spoke.

"Naruto." His name sounded on Sasuke's tongue like drops of honey, or was it chocolate? Dark, deep, rich with a taste that made you addictive in a first try. Smooth, but a little edgy on its side. The voice washed over him like a prominent tidal wave, and he basked on it gratefully, enjoying the tiny piece of heaven.

"I didn't realize you were there." It wasn't an accusation, or guess. It was a statement, a typical Uchiha denial that Naruto hate above all.

'Huh?'

"You didn't realize, Sasuke? What will you realized then?" Naruto fumed, he was running in short fuse lately, tonight was no exception. "Or maybe, if you knew I was there, you wouldn't say anything right? You would hang me up like you did to any of your fans." Naruto spat, he hate this; this emotional turmoil which turned him into someone he didn't know and couldn't handle.

"Hung you for what, Naruto?" Sasuke hissed, his coal eyes narrowed into slits as he made the attempt to stand up and calmed the pacing Naruto, but his blonde haired companion only shrugged his offered hands and continued pacing.

"For CONFESSING to you, you sick self-centered bastard!" Naruto shouted and stopped from his pacing several feet away from the Uchiha stand point. His shoulders shook from barely restrained anger and confusion. He wanted to punch and kicked the living daylights of certain Uchiha but at the same time he just wanted to break down and cried something he rarely did, even in his younger days.

"You never confess me anything, dobe."

That was the last straw.

"I DID! I did, you egoistic cold-hearted asshole!" Naruto yelled and sharply turned around to face the stricken Uchiha. "Or you merely brushed it off like you always did to your fangirls? Do I mean less to you than a friend, Sasuke, that you choose to play with my feeling first before answering? And that's not even an answer when you spoke it only to Hermione." A bitter laughter escaped his throat, yet Naruto felt like crying.

"...when did you confess, Naruto?"

Sasuke heard a sharp intake of breath, "Tell me, Naruto, when did you confess, because I swear in Sandaime's name I didn't remember you confessed anything to me."

"In our last battle. Di you remember bastard," Naruto smiled bitterly, the memories of the said fight rushing back; they had spat many of hurtful words to their opponents that time and they still hadn't said sorry to each other. He had wanted to said sorry quite a few times when Sasuke was in house arrest, but saying sorry would caused the said memories to be brought to live. The fight was enough and he didn't want to relive it ever again. "...did you remember 'I always love you, Sasuke, but if my death could make you put a peace with your past, then I'll willingly die, Bastard. Just promise you'll return...' bastard?"

Sasuke frowned, he did remembered the last part; how could he not, when it was the exact same part that made his resolves crumbled like a sandcastle would against waves. But he knew nothing about the first part. "... I did remember the last part."

Naruto laughed again, this time a weak helpless laugh that sounded more like he was weeping rather than laughing, and walked to the chilly frosted glass, farther away from Sasuke. For once, there was silence filling the whole room with its awkward embrace.

"...I knew you would said that..."

"Naruto—"

"For Kami's sake Sasuke! Make up you're mind! You never talk to me! We fought! You were attacking, insulting, shouting! We both did! So the first time I actually confess to you and you didn't listen!" The blonde shouted again, his fists clenched and unclenched as he fought to calm, knowing such task was nearly impossible when one was trying to shake some sense into bloody-jerk-good-for-nothing-bastard Uchiha Sasuke, especially when the said person was Uzumaki Naruto whose patience was as solid as butter in heat.

"Naruto, listen to me!" The raven-haired shinobi sharply hissed, knowing fully well that most of Hogwarts' living inhabitants had gone to bed, and probably miles away in dreamland, and with the way the blonde shouted he wouldn't be surprise if Dumbledore himself showed up in their doorstep and hexing the both of them in order to sleep.

"Listen to what, ahou! That you hate me! I have enough of it!" Naruto shouted again, louder than before. "Everybody hates me! Do you think it would matter to me if you hate me too? Guess what Uchiha, I love you! Feel free to play with it!" The last sentence had been shouted in so much rage, that Naruto realized his long constructed glass mask had crumbled, leaving the jagged pieces embedded deep inside his very core. During two full seconds of pure silence, of which Sasuke had stared dumbly into his 'confession', he had tried desperately to put the mask back to its place but the tell-tale warmness in his eyes had told him his failure.

Naruto, in the last resort to maintain his dignity, had turned in his heel and attempted to flee...

Attempted, was the correct word.

Before he even could get two steps away, he felt his upper arm being pulled roughly. However, his attempt of protest, and flee for that matter, died without any chance to be fully bloomed; successfully being killed by Sasuke oh-so warm lips upon Naruto own. Add a hand on his hair and the last remaining of his resolves crumbled, leaving only the raw want, need, to be close burst through the broken dam; destroying all his anger on it's wake.

When another hand encircled his waist, he already had both hands deep in the raven locks. Wanting to be closer, deeper and oh please, harder; quivering with blatant happiness when he felt answering pressure from Sasuke hands.

Time simply left them froze in the moment and joined the author in a well-deserved coffee break. 1

It was another eternity later when they broke up, each gasping to fill his own quota of air, both panting when the body had simply gave the head a kick for losing control. And then Naruto found himself staring into piercing coal eyes, with hands itching to just pulled the Uchiha down and kissed him; desperately kicked his heart to just calm down!

"I told you to listen to me dobe." Sasuke said, voice hoarse from the amount of raw emotion turmoil. He slowly, deliberately moved his hand to cup whiskered cheeks as he fought the temptation to just crush those benign lips with his own, to feel those lips quivering in imitation of captured butterfly. He tilted his face and slowly rained kisses into the blonde's face; soft tentative kisses at his forehead, on both cheeks and at long last, his lips. Sasuke tastes the soft skin like kissing a rose petal; enjoying the sweet, musky tang of summer nights, milk chocolate and something uniquely Naruto. He drank it greedily; trying to satisfy his long time thirst, yet it only left him wanted even more.

The kiss, however, has remained chaste.

"Sasuke..." The blonde whispered huskily against Sasuke lips, somehow managed to relearn how to breathe and formed a full sentence, no matter how short it was. And Sasuke found himself eye to eye with troubled summers.

"Naruto..." And he pressed forward, crushing their bodies together, their raven and golden threads melding in a weird concoction. Then he whispered an affirmation the blonde had longed to hear.

The blonde had smile then; a genuine smile so bright, yet so soft and bittersweet it made Sasuke ached to reach out and held him, sending whispers of comforts to sooth the invisible pain. But he held his tongue and act.

Beside, most Uchiha wasn't known for their words; rather by their action.

Konoha Shinobi was known for swiftness and stealth, but not once in his lifetime Uzumaki Naruto knew that such stealth could be use in this kind of situation; especially when the one doing it was Konoha Ice Prince. But maybe it was Kakashi-sensei influence, he pondered as a set of cold hands moved to his vest buttons, his Gryffindor robes was long gone and forgotten.

A sound of ripped fabric and clutters of plastic buttons hitting the walls were heard before his eyes met with frustrated coal ones. Sasuke, Naruto happily noted, had growled with such impatience into his ear, his moist and warm breath teased his burning ears and left a shudder through his spine.

"Why, in the name of Yondaime, are you wearing clothes with so much buttons, dobe?"

"It's only—Ahhh Sasuke!" All thoughts gone astray when those lips latched itself into his neck. He dimly realized being pushed into a bed-- undoubtedly Sasuke's— no longer able to feel his legs moving, and Naruto found himself lying on Gryffindor burgundy duvet with shirt half open, both his hand tied securely onto the headboard with his red-golden tie.

"Sasuke what are you doing!" Naruto yelled and tugged, trying vainly to free himself, only managed to make the knot tighter. He glared angrily at the smug Sasuke who crouched in all fours, admiring his handiwork.

It was later that night, after Naruto asleep from exhaustion, that Sasuke finally had the time to ponder at how this One Year Mission and his blossoming relationship with Naruto might affect his life. But somehow, he couldn't bring himself to care.

This was heaven; to admitting what he had felt for years, to love and being loved in return. To have his most treasured person safe and sound, snuggled happily in his arms. Right then, amidst the tousled Gryffindor's burgundy coverlet, with each of their limbs tangled together, Sasuke made a vow to never again let the world, through any hands, hurt his last remaining sunshine.

This was happiness, and for once, for Uchiha Sasuke, the last of Uchiha Line, this was enough

-tsuzuku-

...I will write the lemon somewhere in near future...

I swear I will...

You know the main reason why this chapter came out so late than its supposed deadline was because I get stuck in the Lemon part? Well, now you have it. But it came out so fluff, so sweet, so...sugary... Especially that second to last paragraph...GAHHHH!

If anyone got any confusion of whatever happened, please let me know. I'm writting Interlude II, which will foucused mainly on Naruto's flashback, and the epilogue, I hope I can post it before school starts in August 18th.

A nice CC will be greatly appreciated! Just push the button below. Onegai?

1: I did go to a break when writing this part. Only, I got myself green tea while the Time got whiskey. So much about drinking in front of underage... (grumbles, thwacks Time's head with stick) please forgive me for this totally shameless self-insert. It wont happen again, promise! (cross fingers)

Songs listened while writing this:

Honey – L' Arc-en-Ciel (of course, that's why there are so many sexual innuendos in this chapter...)

Whole songs in the newest album – L' Arc-en-Ciel

Menanti Sebuah Jawaban – PADI

Rocker Juga Manusia – Seuriues

Everybody Changing - Keane

Review Replies:

Yum2: According to Shinobi Guards, only those who close to Harry knew that Sasuke and Naruto are there to safeguarding Harry; the rest only know them as transfer students with a weird way of magic, for British at least. Given the fact that they transferred in the middle of a war and The Dark Lord's return... Well, we can't blame people to start gossiping. Plus, both Naruto and Sasuke are very secretive about themselves and where they stand; when 2 new mysterious hot guys acting like they're into each other throat and into each other heart in the same time, it can make those who close to them uneasy. I personally think Hermione just have enough and decided to dig something. Being left in the dark wasn't a nice thing, especially for a know-it-all person like Hermione Granger. I can't give more details since this fanfic is deeply connected with Shinobi Guards and I'm afraid of giving spoilers.

Wait, you're a fan of L Arc-en-Ciel too! Waii! Realive is good, but I prefer Shibuya 7, Hyde is so... edible... Yummy...

RubyMoon17: I wuv cliffy, and I love torturing people "0". Thank you for the review!

A Random Person: Thanks! It's nice to know that someone actually like my story.

Everyone else who read but not reviewing: Thank you! It's my first fanfic in Naruto fandom, and it's far from perfect. So please for the last time, push the little button below and review? puppy eyes

sHeeRa

7.28.2005