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Sasuke finds out that Naruto is in love with him, and want to turns back into a human, to do this, he needs Kyuu's help.

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Sasuke was trying to find Kyuubi. So therefore, he had to find Itachi, because he had learned, that where Itachi was, that's where Kyuubi would be, and vice versa. And one place he felt confident that both of them would be was in front of a chess board. And sure enough, when he padded into the room with the chess bored, there the two of them were, playing chess, as per usual. He sighed, why did they always do that?

He decided that he wasn't even going to bother trying to sneak up on them, so the only thing to do to annoy them would be to jump onto the chess bored… but since he was starting to figure out that his brother could be just as creepy as he had seemed post-massacre, he decided that annoying his brother was not the best of ideas. So he opted to just walk normally over to them and paw at Kyuubi's leg until he had gotten the deamons attention.

When Kyuubi finally looked down, he smirked at Sasuke.

"You do know that meowing would have worked just as well?" he asked. Sasuke glared. Kyuubi raised his hands in a pacifying gesture.

"Oh well, what is it squirt?" Kyuubi asked. Sasuke, needless to say, did not enjoy being called squirt, and hissed, but realized that he did need Kyuubi's help and calmed down.

"I want to be human again."

"And why, pray tell, should I oblige?" Kyuubi asked, raising one eyebrow.

"I want to talk to Naruto." he said. Kyuubi's voice hardened slightly.

"And why should I let you? You've never wanted to before. You've only wanted to make fun of him."

"I know that! I just never thought that he would care."

"Well, obviously, you were wrong." Kyuubi scowled.

"I, well, I. He said that he's in love with me dammit! How am I supposed to react to that?"

"You tell me."

"I don't know, damn it, that's why I want to be human. If I can talk to Naruto, then we can sort this out."

"Sort it out? Is that all that Naruto is to you? Something to sort out? Fine, I'll turn you human, but you better not hut him, or so help me, I will skin you and than kill you and then burn you and put the ashes through a paper shredder. Uchiha or not. Got it?" Kyuubi asked, his voice deadly. That was the last thing Sasuke heard before his vision went dark.

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When he opened his eyes, he found himself lying on the floor of Naruto's living room, wearing only a blanket. Kyuubi and Itachi were peering down at him in slight concern.

"Ne, what happened?" he asked. Or at least tried to, what ended up coming out of his mouth was a confused meow. 'The Hell?' he thought, he looked down at himself again, he was definitely human. So what was with his voice. He looked up at Kyuubi , who looked very serious. Too serious. He glared at the kitsune, who burst in laughter.

"Sorry, sorry, couldn't resist." he said. Itachi whacked him over the head. "Itai, fine, fine, I'll fix your brother. Crazy Uchiha's" he muttered the last bit under his breath as he made a few handsigns. Sasuke didn't feel any different, so he said nothing.

"Well, can you talk now?" Itachi asked worriedly. Sasuke opened his mouth to answer.

"Yes." he croaked, his voice a bit hoarse. "Water?" he asked. Kyuubi rushed up to get him some, as Itachi was still glaring at him. Sasuke and Itachi looked pointedly away from each other. This was awkward. . .Pride be dammed. Sasuke thought as he stood up to hug the brother that he had thought was as good as dead. Surprised, Itachi froze, before reaching up to hug Sasuke. (brotherly hug peoples, I'm not an Uchihacest shipper)

"Ahem." Kyuubi cleared his throat. "As touching as this brothers reunited at long last scene is, Naruto's gonna be back soon, and I much as he would love to find a naked Sasuke waiting for him at home, it would pose awkward questions, so let's say we get you some clothes hm?" he asked, glancing pointedly at the blanket that had fallen to the floor when Sasuke stood up. Sasuke tried to still look confident while squeaking, bending down, and clutching the blanket around him. He failed. Horribly. Kyuubi snickered and even Itachi looked amused.

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When Sasuke had changed into some of the spare clothes that Itachi had brought with him, he started toward the door, but he was stopped by Kyuubi's hand on his shoulder.

"Hold you horses. Don't you think that people will wonder of you just waltz out of Naruto's apartment? Teleport to your house."

"Uh. . .right, I knew that, I was just going to do it outside the door."

"Sure you were." Kyuubi smirked. "I'll see you around. I suggest taking a shower and a nap before leaving your house, you don't look so hot." Sasuke glared at him.

"Hey, Sasuke, I'll see you around?" Itachi asked hesitantly. Sasuke looked at him.

"Yeah, I'd like that. Stop by some time." he grinned before moving his hands in the familiar seals (so thrilled that he could do that again) and was back in his apartment. The first thing he wanted to do was eat, so he started to prepare himself some food, which he was startled to find wasn't as good as Naruto's had been.

Then he caught sight of himself in a reflective surface. He looked awful. His hair hadn't been washed since the first day that he had been a cat, as cats were supposed to clean themselves, and he was hardly going to put his mouth on that filthy fur. Elch. He figured that Kyuubi had been right as far as the shower idea.

When he had finished his shower, he collapsed on his bed, he hadn't realized how tired he was. He fell asleep the second his head hit the pillow.

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The light flooded into Sasuke's eyes, waking him up. He sat up in his normal, way to big bed and stretched. Had that all been a dream? The being a cat, the smart-Naruto, Itachi, Kyuubi, and . . . Naruto being in love with him? All a dream? Why did he feel almost. . . disappointed. What? And how could he tell? He supposed that the only thing to do was to confront Naruto. If Naruto acted smart, it was real, if not it was all a dream. He couldn't shake the hope that it was the former.

He dragged his body out of bed and walked to the bathroom. When he looked in the mirror, he was unsure whether to laugh or scream. It seemed that he had gone to bed with his hair wet, resulting in something that looked like a big, spiky, black cotton ball was affixed to his head. He settled for sighing, grabbing a comb and getting it wet and trying to fix his hair that way.

Fifteen minutes later, he was walking out of the house, looking like he always did, the object of females, and Naruto's, affections. 'Now if I were Naruto, where would I be?" He asked himself. The first thought was ramen, but if it had been real, Naruto hated ramen. . .so, the training area. He headed in that direction, ignoring the girls that were swooning on either side of him. It was nothing new.

When he reached the training area, he saw Naruto, kicking and punching (badly) and altogether looking like an idiot. He walked behind Naruto and tapped him on the shoulder. Naruto swung around with a startled yell

"Ahhh! Hey! Teme! Don't sneak up on me like that! Teme!" He yelled directly in Sasukes ear. Sasuke winced, with each passing second he was getting more and more sure that it had all been a very strange dream

"Hey! Bastard! Don't space out when I'm talking to you! I asked you where you were over Christmas?" Naruto yelled. Sasuke smirked, here was a chance to find out.

"I didn't know that you cared, dobe." Naruto, for his credit, only hesitated for a slight second, so slight that Sasuke never would have noticed had he not been looking for it. And Naruto's cheeks were a fraction of a shade pinker, which could be blamed on the light.

"I don't! Sakura was really upset though! How can you do that to her! Teme!" Naruto yelled. Sasuke frowned. That wasn't true. . . Sakura had been resigned, she had hardly seemed to care.

"Hey! Teme! I practiced more! Now I can beat you!" Naruto yelled, and without any more warning than that, launched himself at Sasukes head. Sasuke caught his foot purely out of reflex and threw him to the ground. Sasuke's frown deepened, so many contradictions. The way Naruto had been fighting, Naruto would be able to beat him easy, but now Naruto was being a pushover. So it must have been a dream, right?

They continued to spar. When Sasuke won on an obvious mistake on Naruto's part, he decided it must have been a dream. Then, before Naruto left, he turned to Sasuke and said

"By the way, I found a cat a while ago? Is he yours?"

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Sasuke wasn't a stalker. He really wasn't. He was just following Naruto around for . . . Informational purposes. He was also getting more confused by the moment.

So, it wasn't a dream. He had figured that much out. Then what was it, and why had Naruto, who he had seen beat the nine tails with ease, been beaten so easily by Sasuke. He had seen Naruto move with an almost animalistic grace and uncannily good reflexes, but he had couldn't barely block Sasukes hits. So what was Naruto and what was the mask he was starting to see through.

Having watched Naruto through the day, he had noticed things that he had never seen before. The way that Naruto ate ramen so fast, so fast that he couldn't possibly have time to taste it, much less chew it. The way his eyes would flash almost green when Sasuke was mobbed by fangirls. Things that he would never have noticed if he weren't looking, no, searching for.

And when he had followed Naruto home, Naruto hadn't run up the stairs like he had before, he had labored up, and was exhausted by the time he reached the top, just like Sasuke would have expected had he not been there the last few days. When he listened in the door he heard nothing except Naruto saying random things that he would expect an the old Naruto-idiot to say, and wondered vaguely, Hadn't Naruto said that he had his place soundproofed? an when Sasuke peered in the windows, which he told himself was alright, since he wasn't a stalker or anything. He had only seen Naruto walking around, or making ramen, no Kyuubi and no Itachi.

It was only when his eyes started to itch in ways that they shouldn't after such a short time, he got an idea. He wasn't sure if he were right, but making sure could only help. He activated his sharingan. Suddenly everything through the window changed. He was no longer watching a bright-orange-clad Naruto make ramen, but watching Naruto, wearing clothes that he recognized as Itachi's, involved in a heated discussion with Kyuubi. But he could still only hear the sounds of Naruto making ramen.

He almost fell of his perch in shock. Narutos whole apartment was one of the most complex genjutsu's he had seen. Suddenly, his brother appeared before his shocked red eyes. Itachi saw him instantly and quickly waved his hands in a shooing motion. Sasuke tipped his head in confusion, which he blamed later on being a cat for too long. Itachi looked like he would like to hit himself on the head. Or Sasuke on the head.

"He can sense you!" Itachi mouthed. "Leave!" Sasuke needed no further prompting. The next second he was in his manor, his eyes wide. Well that explained more than it didn't. And raised more questions. The reason Naruto hadn't ran up the stairs, or done anything out of the ordinary, was because he had sensed Sasuke following him and hadn't wanted to raise suspicions. But that genjutsu's. How could anyone, much less Naruto, have enough chakra to maintain such a jutsu 24-7? And still have so much chakra to spare? It was amazing! Although he supposed that whenever no one was at the house, he could leave the jutsu off.

"Otouto." came a low voice from his left. Sasuke jumped about a foot in the air and held back a girly squeal. Itachi was standing next to him, as calm as you please.

"Gahh! Niisan! Don't scare me like that!" Sasuke yelled.

"Sorry." Itachi said, not sounding sorry at all. "What were you thinking? Did you honestly think that Naruto-kun wouldn't sense you? Now he's all freaked thinking that you suspect something! Don't you ever think?"

"Urm."

"I thought not. You must remember that that is not the Naruto that you have known for the past however many years. And what you saw over the short time that you were a cat was only a small fraction of the true Naruto.

"If you really want to get to know him, don't follow him or spy on him, he can sense you and act like he can't. If you really want to get to know Naruto, then get to know him, don't analyze him. He's not a problem to be solved. He is just a normal person, who finds it hard to trust people. He trusts you with his life, Sasuke, but not with himself. And not with his heart. You have to earn that. And it isn't going to happen overnight. He might not ever show you the real him, it's up to you to find it."

". . .Alright."

"And Sasuke."

"Yeah?"

"He really does care about you."

". . .I know."

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The next day came quite fast, and Sasuke's plan to meet the real Naruto was about to be put into action. Itachi and Sasuke had made plans. Itachi, with Kyuubis help, was going to get Naruto to go out training at around noon, where Sasuke would conveniently bump into him. The he would subtly suggest that they go have something to eat. Itachi had suggested that it not be ramen, as this would show some insight on Sasuke's part.

Sasuke wasn't sure what it was, but he felt this urge to know more about Naruto. That he wanted to know everything about him.

He left the house at a quarter past noon, so that it wouldn't seem to obvious that he was trying to bump into Naruto. When he arrived at their usual training spot, Naruto was there, just as Itachi had said that he would be. He was throwing kunais at a far off target and always hitting off the center, although Sasuke could see a tree much farther back with a target painted on it and kunais marks that hit the center every time.

He suppressed a frown. Had Naruto been doing this for years? Pretending to be something he wasn't? Why would he do that? Well, that was what he was here to figure out, wasn't it?

"Oi! Dobe!" he called. Naruto spun around, the perfect picture of surprise on his face. Sasuke noticed that his eyes were brighter than they had been when was a cat. Was that because of his presence? Had Naruto always been this happy to see him? How hadn't he noticed before?

"Sasuke-teme! What are you doing here?" Naruto yelled back, at what should have been an illegal volume at such close range.

"I came to train, what do you think?" He said sarcastically. This pattern was so easy to fall into, this habit of mocking Naruto. It was simply what he had always done. To think that it bothered his blonde teammate was just as much as a shock as anything else he had learned over the past few days.

"Oh, right." Naruto trailed off, his eyes a slight shade dimmer. Sasuke frown deepened, for some reason, he didn't like seeing Naruto upset. It bothered him somehow. He felt like it was his job to cheer Naruto up.

"Hey, dobe." Sasuke said.

"Yeah."

"Let's get something to eat. My treat." He said, watching Naruto's face carefully. A mixture of shock and happiness crossed the blondes face before he hid it, but Sasuke noticed that his eyes were practically glowing cerulean.

"Ramen?" Naruto asked. Sasuke shook his head,

"Nope, I get to pick."

"Mah, Sasuke's s mean!" Naruto wailed, although he didn't protest beyond that. Sasuke hid a grin of his own. Naruto followed him wordlessly to the village. Not.

He spent the entire time talking about what had happened over Christmas, most of which Sasuke knew to be false. Some of the lies were the normal brags that he would always know were false, like Naruto being attacked by 10 enemy Anbu and beating them while his hands were tied behind his back and then winning a kiss from the beautiful girl. The others were lies that Sasuke only just now realized were lies, like that Naruto had gotten exactly what he wanted for Christmas and of course he didn't miss Sasuke at all, in fact he only noticed when Sakura pointed it out.

Sasuke, who had years of practice tuning the blonde out, figured that it wouldn't hurt to listen for once, so when Naruto turned to him and asked him a question, Sasuke could answer it honestly and watch Naruto's eyes light up. Finally, Sasuke stopped in front of a sushi bar.

"Let's eat here, alright?" he asked, turning to Naruto to see the other boy's reaction. Naruto pouted

"Will they have ramen?" he asked.

"No." Sasuke replied. "But there are other foods in the world other than ramen, dobe. Now come on."

"Don't order me, bastard." Naruto said, though it lacked it's usual vigor, as though Naruto was still to shocked, or too happy, to put real effort into his act. Sasuke grinned outright and could have sworn that he heard Naruto's breath catch. He held the door open for the blonde.

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"And what would you like to eat, Uchiha-san?" the waitress asked politely, her puffy, bright pink pen poised over the paper. She couldn't believe that she, she! Was getting to serve Uchiha Sasuke himself. Even if he was sitting with that deamon kid. She turned slightly to make sure he could see her 'Hi! I'm Coli!" pin. That way he'd know what name to name their child after

"We'd like one shrimp tempura roll and one dragon roll." Sasuke said, stressing the we. She pouted. He hadn't told her which one was his. The chef had made it clear that if that deamon kid ever came into his restaurant, she was to make sure to tell him. When she had asked why, he had told her that no deamon would get decent food from him. That kid could get the scraps and old fish that usually went right to the garbage.

"Uchiha-san. Which one was your again?" she asked, tilting her head in what she hoped was a cute way. He scowled at her.

"Does it matter?" he asked, his voice ice cold.

"Um, yes?" she tried hesitantly. His glare deepened.

"Why?"

"Well, we don't feel like we should waste good meat. . ." she said, hoping that this answer would satisfy him. And that he'd see her point and then fall into her eyes and scoop her up and ride off into the sunset with her on the horse that came from nowhere. A nice white horse. Or maybe a bay one. . .She stared off into space, already wondering what they're babies would look like. She didn't see Sasuke's glare go from deep to danger point until his voice (that perfect wonderful voice) called her back.

"We would like to share them. So if you find it a waste of fish to serve a paying costumer, we'll be going elsewhere." he said. She could practically feel the tips of her long hair (after all, Sasuke loved long hair) freezing from the tone of his voice alone.

"Um, not at all Uchiha-san, but. . ."

"But what." his voice could probably freeze over a volcano.

"Nothing, nothing at all." she squeaked. She hurried off to get his order to the kitchen. Next time she'd let Rin take that whatever table Sasuke sat at.

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"You didn't have to do that." Naruto said softly, staring at the table.

"And let you get last weeks rotten fish?"

"I'm used to it."

"Well, you shouldn't be." Sasuke said. Then winced, that hadn't come out exactly like he had meant. Naruto grinned, though Sasuke could see it was fake.

"Gee bastard, thanks for the support." Naruto joked.

"That didn't come out right. I meant that you shouldn't have to be used to it, you shouldn't have to put up with it in the first place."

"Well, something's you learn to deal with. If I were with anyone but you I'd say that we'll have to wait extra long for our food, but your Sasuke, so. . .I'm not sure how long it'll take." Naruto trailed off. Sasuke just nodded.

Itachi said that since Naruto had very little experience in spending long periods of time enjoying himself, when he was actually having fun, he tended to forget to keep his mask on when he was. Sasuke thought that this was really really sad. Even he'd had fun in his childhood. But Naruto. . . What must his childhood have been like?

But that wasn't the point. The point was that if he could find a topic that Naruto enjoyed, he could get the blonde to open up. So what did Naruto enjoy? He searched his mind for something that Naruto would love to talk about. Nothing came to mind. That was when it fully hit him how little he truly knew about his teammate. He knew that he might be in love with the blonde boy.

He had realized this as he had thought about his plan to get Naruto to open up and he had found himself wondering why it mattered so much to him, so get to know Naruto. He had searched his memories and realized that Naruto had always been there, even before they were teammates. Always picking a fight with him, drawing him out of his angsting or brooding. And he realized that the only time he hadn't felt lonely was when Naruto was fighting with him

And it hit him, Naruto had never fought with him out of hate, he had been including him all along. Naruto had done it in the only way that Sasuke would respond to, fighting. Sasuke had brushed off every person who tried to befriended him, so Naruto had gone about it in a different way. He had made himself known first, wormed his way into Sasukes life, until Sasuke couldn't imagine a life without him.

Then he had reached out to Sasuke, warming his revenge darkened life until Sasuke couldn't hate him if he tried. And he had tried, he had tried so hard to hate the blonde boy, to leave him behind with the rest of the village. But Naruto hadn't let him. Naruto had givin him a reason to stay, until Sasuke didn't need a reason, he just needed Naruto.

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When they had left the restaurant, full with the wonderful food, which hadn't come rotten, but wonderfully prepared. Sasuke had eventually found something to talk about. Or Naruto had found something that Sasuke liked and they had gotten into a debate, just like Itachi had predicted, all of Naruto's masks had melted slowly, and Sasuke had made sure that Naruto left them with the bill, even if it were only until the day ended.

Somehow, he wasn't sure how, Naruto had convinced him to go on a walk in the woods. While Naruto raced on ahead, he walked more slowly, looking around. This place felt familiar.

"Come on Sasuke! You're too slow!" Naruto said from up the path. Sasuke smiled and quickened his step until he was walking next to the energetic blonde. Naruto turned his head to look at him and smiled. Not a fox grin, or sad smile, but a smile that Sasuke had never seen. It was sweet and innocent and seemed to hold all the suns warmth. That was when Uchiha Sasuke truly fell in love with Naruto. When he felt his heart beat faster in response to one true smile, he knew that it couldn't be anything else. Lost in this startling revelation, he didn't see Naruto stop until he ran into him. Naruto had stopped and was staring at a point on the ground.

Sasuke peered around the blonde to see what he was looking at and he suppressed a gasp. It was a corner of dark cloth. Sasuke suddenly realized how this place looked familiar, this was where he had first turned into a cat. And this was the bush where he had hidden his clothes with the scroll. Oh no. If Naruto saw them, he would surely recognize the jutsu and see Sasuke's clothes and figure out that Sasuke had been the cat. . . Uh-oh.

"Hey, Sasuke, isn't this your shirt?" Naruto asked, bending over to pick it up, unaware that the very Uchiha he was addressing was running around in little metal circles panicking. Naruto grabbed the shirt and the scroll it had been wrapped around tumbled to the ground.

"Hey, whats this? Sasuke why are all your clothes here? I didn't know that you made it a habit to go streaking." Naruto joked. Sasuke made no response, still praying that the blonde wouldn't notice the scroll at their feet.

"Hey, what's this?" Naruto asked. Apparently god hated Sasuke, since Naruto bent down to pick up the scroll.

"Hey, isn't this the scroll that Kyuu. . ." he trailed off with a glance at his companion. "Whats it doing with your clothes. . . Unless. No." he whispered the last part, a look of dawning comprehension on his face. Sasuke watched the emotions flicker across his face. Naruto looked at him, a mixture of horrified realization and hurt understanding on his face.

"It was you." he whispered in a broken voice. "You. . . You saw me naked." he stopped, as the full impact of exactly what Sasuke had seen flashed through his mind. Him naked was the least of his worries. All the lies and masks and smiles that he had carefully built up over the years, and Sasuke had just walked behind it without even touching Naruto's defenses.

"That cat, it was you all along. Wasn't it?" he asked. Sasuke didn't answer. "WASN'T IT!" he yelled. Mutely Sasuke nodded. Naruto's face flashed horror and he took a step back, his head fell forward, his bangs hiding his eyes.

"Why? Why, Sasuke?" his head snapped up, his normally blue eyes bleeding into red, wide with his fury. "Was it to know my weakness? Did you really hate me that much?" his hands clenched on the scroll. "Never mind, I don't care." he dropped the scroll and turned on his heal and fled. Sasuke dashed after him, but try as he might, he couldn't catch the other ninja.

Abandoned on the gravel road was a forbidden scroll, spattered with tears, with five punctures as if a claw had gripped it them to tight.

- - - To Be Continued- - -

Ah, in comes the angst . . . Gomen I feel awful. Anyone have any suggestions or ideas that they want me to put in?

Oh, and I'm sorry if this chapter isn't as great as some of the others, I got an almost concussion. I was sliding down the stair rail at my school, fell over backwards and hit my back and head on the stairs. Ow. So yeah, I can't lift my right arm higher than my shoulder and can't carry anything heavier than a book. And my neck is killing me from the whiplash. X.X. So yeah.

So yeah, if anyone wants the next chapter sooner, you can suck up to me by wishing me happy birthday since today's my birthday. And I'm not getting any presents since my x-mas presents was a laptop that I had to pay $350 for AND I get no b-day presents. T.T

wanders off to find more ice for aching neck, back and head

And also, for those of you who are wondering 'what the hell kinda name is Coli?' I shortened my little sisters name, because that's how my sister acts. She totally thinks I'm a freak, but she's alright. Like she found out that I write storys about (as she out it) "Guys making out" and is helping me keep it secret from our parents. But yeah. . . And Rin is what I shortened from a friend of hers name, since her friend is a btch. Not just to me, but to my sis to.