Chapter Two

Naruto fell on the grass, gasping for breath. He just barely dodged Sasuke's fist. He sat up, still panting, and glared at the boy. "I thought… we agreed… to a tie?"

Sasuke stood there a moment, his eyes holding a returning glare, and then he fell on the ground. His breathing was harder, faster than the blonde's was.

Only slightly worried - as Sasuke has been in worse condition before - the small boy crawled next to the other, gazing down at him. Sasuke stubbornly turned his head.

Naruto sighed. He stood, and walked in front of Sasuke, and grabbed his wrists, pulling him up into a sitting position. Sasuke felt like pulling away, getting up and leaving by himself, but he'd used most of his chakra just jumping through the trees to go after Naruto.

"Come on, Sasuke. You need to get a bit of rest." Although Naruto was also tired and weary, he took Sasuke's arm, and put it over his shoulders, and pulled him up.

Sasuke shuddered, looking away. Never did Naruto have to help him back. It was always the other way around. "We're almost there, Sasuke. Stop dragging your feet. This is difficult enough as it is."

Once back at his house, the raven-haired boy pulled his arm away from Naruto's shoulders. The blonde looked around, then headed toward the bathroom. "If you don't mind, I'm going to wash up," he said, closing the bathroom door before the other boy even had a chance to say a word.

Sasuke sat on the couch and closed his eyes. He sighed a bit, hearing water running in the bathroom. After a few moments of silence, he squeaked, jumping a bit. He looked around, then down. His hand had snaked its way into his pants at the thought of Naruto standing in the shower under the pounding water. Sasuke stared a moment, then jerked his hand out of his pants, surprised and disgusted with himself.

As if to make matters - and Sasuke's desires - worse, Naruto came out of the bathroom, a towel around his waist. The raven-haired boy's eyes couldn't stop staring. The way the golden hair fell over his face ever so slightly. The way the drops of water still ran down his almost perfectly flawless skin.

"Sasuke?" The voice of an angel, speaking my name. "May I borrow something of yours to wear? Only until I can get home. My clothes are stained." My angel's blood

Pulling his shirt down as far as it could possibly go, Sasuke got up, slowly leading the way to his room. "S-sure," he finally managed to stammer.

Naruto followed. Reaching the other boy's room, he sat on the bed while Sasuke went through his own clothes, looking for something for Naruto to wear. He finally just tossed the boy a green sweater Sakura had given him, and some blue shorts - his own personal favorite pair.

Naruto looked at them, then at Sasuke. "..Thanks." He smiled, and got up, walking out of the room.

Sasuke tried hard not to stare, but the way the other boy's hips swayed just so when he walked. So … innocently seductive. Sasuke whimpered, and tore his eyes away from Naruto. If this kept up, who knows what would happen.

Naruto dropped the towel after closing the door. Beside it, he let the clothes fall. He slid on his boxers, then grabbed the shorts. He stared at them awhile, deciding even if he didn't like the thought of wearing Sasuke's pants, it was better than nothing, and he slid them up over his boxers. Then came the green sweater, which he pulled down over his head. He stepped out of the bathroom, and right into the raven-haired boy's grasp.

Sasuke wasn't sure what was wrong with him, but he knew he'd have to fulfill himself or it'd never go away. He jumped on Naruto, causing him to fall back on the floor.

"What the hell are you doing, Sas-"

Before Naruto was finished with his sentence, he felt warm lips on his own. And Sasuke's tongue running along his. Exploring his mouth. "Mph!" A hand slowly slid down Naruto's side, stopping at his hip. Sasuke slowly moved it across the blonde's stomach, stopping at the other hip. Naruto's struggles only urged Sasuke to keep this up.

Knowing nothing else to do, Naruto bit down on Sasuke's tongue. The other pulled away, then glared at him. Naruto wasn't liking the cold, odd chill he got from the boy's glare. He inhaled sharply, feeling Sasuke's hand on his outer thigh.

Feeling back in control, the dark eyes closed as the boy ravished Naruto's lips, deeply and roughly. The hand kept sliding up and down the side of the blonde's thigh, then slowly moved inward. Those deep blue eyes widened as Sasuke's hand slipped across his manhood. The only thing between that and the hand were his shorts, and boxers. Sasuke tore his lips away, and instead began kissing the boy's neck. The soft whimper this received sent a shiver down his spine; encouraged him not to stop. His hand moved down Naruto's leg, giving the boy false hope. The other boy was far from done with him.

Moving his lips away, Sasuke took a moment to admire the deep red mark that tainted the other boy's soft skin. With a soft smirk, he plunged a hand up the shorts he'd lent Naruto, up the boxers he wore, and up to the spot that made the writhing, whimpering, struggling boy underneath him a man.

"Aieee. Sasuke!" Though his name was called out in anger and surprise, the raven-haired boy still loved the sound of it; smirking widely as he dove down and caught Naruto's lips with his again.

Pulling away again, he slid his hand away, down Naruto's inner thigh again, lingering for a moment. He sat, breathing heavily, staring down uneasily at the boy under him. His black eyes darted from the harsh look of fear, surprise and anger on Naruto's gentle face to the red spot on his neck.

He slowly got up, legs weak under him. "I'm-… Naruto…" He swallowed hard, turning away. "I'm sorry." Closing his eyes, Sasuke headed down the hall, into his room, and slammed the door. He hit his head on the wall, and stared at his feet. "Way to go, teme. There goes the one friend you thought you did have," he growled to himself. "Don't be surprised if he doesn't speak to you again…"

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Quick A/N;

The italics are thoughts.