Wow, already at chappie ten! I couldn't have done it without all of you, I SERIOUSLY would've lost motivation. Oh, and the last chap was kind of a filler chap because SOMEONE told me he thought things were moving too fast. ((points to Sas, whatta girl, jk XP)
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Whatta morning. On his way to Naruto's, he found out from the background check, he found his way into a bad neighborhood. Unfortuatly, this didn't surpirse him, as he drove illegally past dirty grafittied street signs and checked the piece of of crumpled paper in his other hand for the thousanth time.

This can't be right, I thought gripping the wheel. I took a long drag and found myself infront of the very apartment complex that the dobe lived in. I glanced at the page, scrawled with his adress and rolled my eyes. It was shabby but if he lived on his own.

Oh, wait, we went here on our date, last time. Is this what it looks like at the daytime? I parked infront of the ratty and bruised looking parking "lot" and stepped out. An elderly woman looked at me and scoffed.

The stairs that led to his room were littered and desheveld, toys and cans laying in the cement jungle. I walked up to the maroon chipped painted door and discovered the doorknob wasn't locked with a jiggle of the handle. It was a very cold doorknob.
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There he was, in his room, sound asleep. Faint, familiar snores entered my ears like a gentle lullaby. Naruto had kicked off mroe than half of the covers, as he laid face up on what was actually a deep brown couch that pulled out into a bed. I smirked, wondering how I could've missed that. I peered over his sleeping head. His bed was just as comfortable looking as it was the first time I spent the night here. I walked over, silent and stoically, to the other side of his bed, shuffeling past underware, blankets, and small, fluffy looking toys. I dropped ashes on the floor by accident, landing on a furry, blue elephant.

What was this feeling? I grabbed my shirt and felt the constant, ever faithfull beating of my heart. My icy, slowly melting, heart. Shoving my cigarette into the nearest thing that seemed like an ash tray, which was on the bedstand next to his lamp and climbed in, as a ninja should, and pulled the bleached sheets over my body.

Just as I remember it. It was questionable. Was his hair the smae as it was when I came? I lifted my self and saw that his poor, blonde head was lying off the pillow, head tilting toward the ceiling. Dumb Dobe. Why is it your torturing my head so much? I reached a pale hand and attempted to touch his face, when his blue eyes popped open envigously.

"Geh!"

"WAH! S-SASUKE!" Naruto backed up from the cold feel of my touch and fell over crash landing off the springs of his matress, his own bed betraying him.

"Naruto!" I jumped to his side, flinging the blankets, and looked on as hair fell onto my face, the glasses I had attached to my shirt fell off and landed with a soft "phwump" on his heaving chest. "What.." He rasped, "What are you doing here?" He felt his chest and gasped 'am i alive? is this a dream?'

"I told you I'd be here, didn't I?"

"I thought.You were ser-"

"Uchiha's never kid." Unless I'm making fun of you, then I kid, I mentally added.

He stared at me and blantantly flipped me off. "Whatever it was that you schemed I ain't going along-hey!" I picked him up, dispite the kicks and punches to my back and slung him over my shoulder. "Your such a loser"
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I got into my garage after softly closing the door and leaving Naruto in my room to try on some of my clothes since I didn't give him time or a chance to wear any of his own at his house.

It seemed my garage had seen better days. On my workshelf sat a half wrinkled recipt for black, satin bedsheets, a small unused mallat, and a weather beaten picture frame. Hesitently, I picked it up.

A happy scene resided in the frame. The land of the Uchiha was 33 acres and contained a quiet, lovely lake and forest, where we stood infront of. Sasuke's mother and fathers fingers were entwined. Otosan giving okasan a sneaky peck on the cheek. He had always been rapturous with okasan, always giving her kisses. She had always been shy and didn't even hug father often but she had never been huggy and otosan understood, giving enough hugs that I would do normally in a week, do in a day unto okasan.

I, a child of three, was perched upon...HIS shoulders..my fists unconsciensly clenched and began to quiver, I didn't notice but a look of absolute hatred was plastered on my face and a twitching upper lip curled into rage as I hurled the frame across the garage.

Glass shattered into a thousand pieces, cascading like snowlfakes onto the unforgiving floor, only louder and sharper. I didn't hear it crash. How could this happen...It was...my fault...

"Sasuke!" Naruto burst through the door, his chest rising and falling. He had been running since the crash. I wondered vaguely, why he hadn't instead teleproted. The poor boy squinted, he's been squinting a lot lately. Why? Does he need glasses? I sighed.

Walking over to the opposite end of the area, he finally saw the glass sheet that now lay in devastation and ruin. "You alright?" He asked bending down. I nodded. Naruto looked over and his eyes burned into mine. "Your flushed." He told me.

"What?"

He kneeled and began picking up the glass.Piece by piece. Teardrop by teardrop. Blood..."Ouch!" I looked over, there he was. Just picking up the scatered pieces, looking very determined about it, and occasionally giving himself a cut or splinter. My heart softened. The...stupid...dobe...

Why...was he so unselfish? Why didn't he just ask, "What the hell is your problem!"? A question even I couldn't answer. I clamly walked over. face devoid of any emotion and kneeled beside him.

"Haibokusha, you shouldn't have done that." He screamed at me about how I shouldn't have thrown the glass then as I gingerly grabbed his finger and began inspecting the injured index, which was now bleeding purfusly. He could get it infected.

I picked out the small shard of glass and promptly, while he was ranting, wrapped my mouth around his finger, and began sucking away at the blood. It tasted metallic. Naruto's hair stood on end. His look of absolute...well, shock was priceless.

"H-hey, Sasuke...let go, what are you doing?"

"Quiet, dobe." My tounge rubbed the underside of his dainty skin as I began licking the cut. "No..no more, Sas, that's so gross! Ah, hey hey, I SAID STOP!" I knew he meant well, but he was still Naruto. I squinted at him and through a last suck of finality I released his finger. "Your welcome."

Picking up the last pieces of the deadly specs of glass, we tossed them in the garbage and I stoed away the picture as to keep bothersome questions that I also couldn't answer from arousing. The cold metal of the keys in my pocket jingled as I grabbed them and pulled them out of my pocket, gently clicking the button.

"Ready?" I asked, with a retiring sigh, and pulled off the cover ontop of my car. The smooth silkish covering that blanketed my ride flew off like a small cirrus cloud ((A.N: so sorry for the spelling and such.)) Naruto turned on his heels and saw the car as I slipped in the front seat, neatly tucking away the cover. His jaw dropped. Classic.

"Oohh!" He stood, aghast, by the side of my car, gawking an ddying to pet the metallic angel. I told him to get in and he pointed to himself, in question, stupidly. Resisting the urge to make fun of him, I nodded and he slipped int he passenger seat. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

It wasn't such a long ride before we got to the Konoha Plaza and we walked in after parking, Naruto, however looked very smug and seemed to be enjoying receiving strange looks from people about stepping out of my car. He WAS one of the few people who ever did.

"Wow," He exclaimed, in the food court, "Look at those two!" Great, not just one person, but two. I grabbed his hand, possesivly. "Hey!"

"If you say hi to.." I checked, wheeling my head to find familiar faces. "Zabusa and Haku, will we be able to buy you soem friken new clothes without distraction?" A surprised look came on his face, then I realized I was still holding his hands. "Hai?" Good. Letting go of his hand, regretably, he raced like the dogs or horses in the kentucky durbie and stood by the two at the Tea Garden cafe.

"Hey, guys!" The blonde yelled to the quiet couple. Haku looked up and smiled. "Oh, Hello, Naruto-kun. Say hello, Zabu-chan."

"Hey."

"Nice to meet ya!" I stolled over and stood next to Naruto, protectivly. I nodded at Haku who said, "Hello, Uchiha-sama. How is everything? I suppose Neji told you?" Haku smiled, sipping his Earl Grey. A couple males came over and looked at the blonde, shaking my head at them, I gave the infamous Uchiha glare. I already claimed him, bastards. They half ran out, with a few girls proceded to attempt to act as if they were nice barnacles on the stupid whales.

"Have you seen Gaara lately?" Zabusa asked as I turned my head back to the conversation. He put a hand on Haku's. Naruto shook his head, saying he's been acting strange. "I don't see how he could act any stranger, but he's been spending a hell of a lot of time with Lee."

"Rock Lee?"

"No, Bruce Lee, yes Rock Lee! Gaara...he's been acting like a fag. Does he ever grab girls asses?" Naruto chuckled goodnaturedly, throwing an arm over my shoulder. That's strange. "Haha, never." Haku closed his eyes and smiled. "But Zabusa," He said, "What are you talking about? We are fags, aren't we?" Zabusa gave a wise nod. "Ah, yes." Naruto and I sweatdropped. Never heard a gay couple refer to themselves as fags. Leaving the pair to contemplate their sexuality, we went into a store called Ever.

Naruto boyishly, buisied himself elsewhere, while I picked out a black dog color and a tight fitting navy jacket accompanied by a black tee and baggy jeans. They would look...good on him. "Sasuke."

"What?" I turned with clothes in hand and did everything I could to supress laughter. It seems he went to Limited Too and pulled over his clothes a ready-to-snap pink one piece that seemed to be made for a 10 yr-old girl.

"Well," He asked with a spin, landing his hands on his hips, "How do I look?" My eye involuntarily twitched.

"Dead." We both turned our heads to a rather flustered college grad behind the counter, hair coming loose in her brown, once tidy bun.

Smoke came out of her ears as she steamed then triggering the sprinklers. A barrage of unclean water rained from the ceiling on us and the few customers who were unsuccesfully supressing a fit of half-irritated, half-amused giggles.

I frowned as Naruto dropped his arm and asked the lady's problem. I walked over to meet her and said professionally,

"Uchiha Sasuke. President of the movie producing company Paper Fan. Heard of me?" She nodded slowly. "This is my mentally disabled cousin, Saru." I walked over to Naruto and pulled myself closer to him, planting my lips on his. Naruto held his eyes open.

Only turning my head towards hers, I mumbled, "Would you care to add this to my bill?" She seemed so emotionally railed up that more hairs came out of her bun, and her boobs began to become visible through the white tee. Poor girl, she was pretty but broke, she didn't need to deal with this. I walked over and sat ontop of the counter, tucking in the loose strands. "I-I um, no no, Please! I'll take care of everything."

"Tha'd be great," she nodded furiously, shaking free the rest of her doomed bun and creating a line of heterosexuals, storming the counter. "W-wait! Uchiha-sama!" Ignoring her, I chucked the clothes at Naruto and told him to try them on. Grumbling he went into the first stall and came out two minutes later, clad in the tight fitting pants and shirts I picked out for him.

I took out my cell and began dialing my house phone, my cleaning lady picked up and I told her to pick up the Porche at the metro. We would...set sail, as it were.

NARUTO-CHAN!
We had gotton seats on the crowded metro before the stampede came, which was good...I mean we DID get seats. But Sasuke looked rather annoyed. I wondered why. Looking at the other people I noticed that many of them were pressed against eachother...humph...I got the window seat and was dissapointed to see that it was only cement out there.

"Thanks for the clothes, man, they're cool." I grinned closing my eyes, he frowned. Sasuke looked so tired. He was slowly drifting off, in an odd position in the comfortable seating. I yawned. I was getting tired too. "Don't...fall asleep." He told me, as I unconsciencly leaned a head on his shoulder. It wasn't bony...very soft and muscular. My lids closed.

"We'll miss our stop."

"I won't!" I half-yelled. My mouth became slightly open. I felt a hand brush the itchy blonde bangs out of my face. His head found a place on mine and before I knew it we were both gone.
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Well, Jeeze, it seems we've been floating a while. Finally we're at Tourtuga...Sas, we're here! No man will ever be lonely ag...Sas? Sasuke! I popped open eyes...where is our ship? Wait...were still on the metro? Oh, crap. I looked down into the grimacing face of Uchiha Sasuke. He had stumbled somehow into my lap,hair flowing into an awkward position on his face. Head laying on my legs.

How long...have we been on the metro? It was totally empty. We must have made atleast three rounds by now, and he was still aspleep. Lifting my arm and checking my watch, I saw that even with this tiny delay we weren't yet late. Good thing we went early. I don't know where we were going though.

My mind traveled to Shino...why did he give me a break? Was he scheming something? I don't know. Did he have anything to do with Uchiha? I mean I met him around the same time that I got that small vacation. I rubbed my temples. Maybe I was thinking too hard on it.

Sasuke's even breathing on my lap soothed me, his head swayed with the movement of the car. His big head was certainly light. I reached a hand out. Should I...smooth his hair? I mean, that would be so ga. But...I feel compelled to, its in the way afterall.

Sasuke's black eyes fluttered open. Hm? Suddenly he gritted his teeth and jerked his head downward, pushing great force on my balls.

"Augh! T-tem...teme.."

I collapsed over him. Ouch. His surprised face looked up into mine, still reclining in my lap. Then he mumbled, struggeling upward, "What are you trying to do, sicko?" He sighed in his seat, now in the upright position., adjusting his glasses and reaching for a smoke, lighting it.

He ushered one towards me, but I declined. "Here," He told me, handing the glasses over to me. "You need these more than me." I took them, he was probably right. Setting them on my face he asked.

"What time is it?"

For the second time I glanced at the watch, pointing to 30 minutes before we had to leave. Just enough time to get to our stop. What's so important about this deal anyhow? I told him and he smiled a vicious, Uchiha grin. "Heh. Its almost time."

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Me/Elliot: OMG! Me, Momo, and Sasuke went to Sunsplash and we went in the wave pool...

Sasuke: It was a chlorine filled toilet.

Me/Elliot: And we saw all these hot guys...

Sasuke: Discarding the white ass tourists with black hairs covering every sqaure inch...

Me/Elliot: And then we hit the butt bruising rides and got a tan...

Sasuke: You look medium rare.

Me/Elliot ((explodes)) CUT THE PUNS, SASUKE-KUN! YOU HAD FUN TOO AND YOU KNOW IT!

Sasuke: ((smirks)) That's why lazy ass couldn't update, or so goes her excuse.

Momo((finally)): I still feel like I'm in that damn wave pool...