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Mr. Uzumaki turned his car into the driveway and got out completely worn-out from the day's work. He just wanted food and sleep and it didn't have to be in that order. He trudged up the small steps to his house when he heard someone calling him.

"Mr. Uzumaki! Mr. Uzumaki!" He turned to see the Uchiha's 19-year-old son run up to him in a panic. Itachi stopped at the bottom of the steps, out of breath.

"What's wrong, Itachi?" He asked concerned.

"It's Naruto and Sasuke! They're fighting and mom and dad are still at work! I couldn't break them up!" Fighting? Oh, shit! Over what! Naruto's father thought as he followed Itachi to where they were.

They ran just down the block to the street corner where a group of bystanders stood around the fighting teenagers. Mr. Uzumaki pushed through the crowd. He couldn't believe all these people were standing around watching them fight. Why didn't they break them up? He made it to the middle and immediately grabbed the first boy he reached by his shirt and hauled him up. Itachi grabbed the other before they went at each other again. There were collective groans from the 'audience' as the crowd began to disperse.

"What the hell are you two doing? What's going on?" Naruto's dad yelled at them as Sasuke struggled in his firm grip. Naruto tried to twist free from Itachi's grip around his waist.

"Huh? What happened?" The older Uchiha asked this time. Neither boy answered as they panted hard and glared daggers at each other. The blond man turned Sasuke around and repeated his questions.

"Ask him." He spat then wrenched himself free of the man's grip before storming off. Itachi looked worried at his retreating brother. The blond man nodded towards him to let go of Naruto and follow his brother, so he did. The older blond turned to Naruto and walked over to him.

"Naruto, what happened?" He asked softly and to his surprise the blond looked about ready to cry. He wrapped an arm around his son's shoulder and they both walked home in silence, a quiet sniffle from Naruto every once in a while.

When they got home, Naruto went into the bathroom to rinse out the blood in his mouth. Sasuke punching him had made his braces scrape the back of his lips and cut his mouth. He sighed dejectedly at his reflection. At least his busted lip seemed to be the worst of the damage he had gotten. He walked out of the bathroom to find his father waiting patiently with his arms folded against the wall for an explanation.

"I just wanted some food and sleep, but instead get to come home to my son and his best friend beating the crap out of each other." Naruto's eyes found the floor interesting.

"Now you both have gotten into arguments before and nobody got hurt. What makes this one so different?" When it seemed the 15-year-old wouldn't answer is when he finally spoke.

"After arguing last week with Sasuke," Naruto swallowed, his voice hoarse and dreary sounding. "I found some other guys to hang with after school. He kept telling me they were no good, which I knew, but I wouldn't listen since I was mad at him. Today, while hanging with the other guys, they were talking about stealing some stuff out of the department store down the street." His father sighed.

"I told them that I didn't want to so they tried to jump me." His father put his face in his hands, trying to stop from running out the door, finding the little bastards and pulverizing them. That was one thing he could not stand; bad ass kids.

"When they started pushing me around, Sasuke had shown up where we were, which was where we were both fighting at, and beat them all up by himself somehow. I got mad and told him that I could have taken care of them myself and he was mad because I trusted them and that was the result." He finished, referring to their fight. His father silently told himself to thank Sasuke for what he did to those punks, but the boys needed to get back on friendly terms. They've known each other for far too long for their friendship to end over something so trivial.

"Go clean yourself up. We're going over the Uchiha's later to straighten this out." Naruto opened his mouth to protest, but his father stopped him. "I know you might not want to see him right now, but I also know that you aren't that angry at him, are you?" The younger blonde's eyes found the floor again. "You're angrier at yourself than him. So go clean up."

The older Uzumaki yawned while sitting on the Uchiha's living room couch. He just wanted sleep! But, no! These crazy boys of theirs had to put their heads up there asses on the roughest day he had all month! So here he was sitting next to Mr. Uchiha (his wife was still at work) facing Naruto and Sasuke, who sat as far away as he could from the blond on the opposite couch with an icepack to his head.

"Since a cat has suddenly gotten both your tongues, I'm leaving you two to talk this over." Mr. Uchiha stood up. "If you start fighting again or break anything in this house, you'll have to deal with us beating your asses." He pointed at himself and Naruto's dad. "Come on." He patted the older blond so he'd get up. "You look like you're about to drop, man."

"Yeah, hard day at work."

"Really?"

"I'm about to strangle that supervisor, too." Their conversation faded as they left both boys in the room alone. Naruto was looking anxious while Sasuke sat leaning on the arm of the couch, fingering the icepack. Ten more minutes of silence passed before Naruto walked over to the other couch and sat down then cleared his throat quietly. Sasuke's eyes snapped to him.

"Um, look, I'm sorry about blowing you off all week to hang with those losers. I was just pissed off, you know. And you got so mad today when you yelled at me that it just made me angrier." He finally looked up at the other boy's dark eyes. "You were only trying to help. I'm sorry for being such an idiot." Naruto sighed. He had probably just lost his longest and only true friend over something stupid. Way to go, loser. He thought miserably, until he heard a chuckle and looked up and Sasuke's face. He had a nasty bruise on his head, but that didn't stop the small smile from forming on his lips.

"You should see the look on your face." He started to laugh as he glanced at Naruto's stupefied face. He laughed until tears were rolling down his cheeks and he was clutching his stomach.

"What's so funny, bastard?" He asked confusion clearly written on his face. "I just apologized sincerely to you and you laugh at me!" This only caused Sasuke's dying chuckles to start up again. Naruto stood up to leave.

"Wait, wait!" Sasuke laughed as he walked to the fuming blond who glared at him with his arms crossed. "I didn't mean to laugh. It's just that you were so serious and sad. You usually don't look like that."

"So you laugh at me?" He asked incredulously.

"Look, let's just forget about it." Sasuke stuck his hand out. "I'm sorry, too. You forgive me?" Naruto eyed him cautiously then shook his hand. He smiled before the dark-eyed boy pulled him into a tight hug.

"Let's never fight again, okay?" He felt Naruto nod his head against his shoulder.

"Besides we wouldn't want you getting all upset and start screeching in that whiny voice of yours." Sasuke teased.

"Oh, shut up!" The blond purposely screeched in his ear. He hated that he was going through that awkward stage. It was so embarrassing. Sasuke never really had an awkward stage, now that he thought about it. It seemed like one day the dark-haired boy sounded like a little kid then next day he sounded like a man. No weird screechy voice. Lucky bastard. Naruto thought, pouting.

"Ow!" He let go of the blond to pick up his icepack. "It's starting to throb again."

"Sorry about that." The blond said guiltily.

"It's alright. Looks worse than it really is." Sasuke smiled. The blond walked up to him and took the pack gently out of his hand then placed a soft kiss on the bruise on his head. He stood shocked as Naruto pulled away sheepishly.

"I, uh--," He was then cut off by Sasuke's lips on his. A sweet, chaste kiss on his bruised lip. Both boys stood there dazed and slightly flushed.

"Whew! Finally home. There was some crazy accident down Chakra Street that I--," She looked up from the bag that she was searching through to both boys. "Hi, sweeties. How was your day?" She beamed at both of them and hugged them firmly, then noticed their faces.

"Oh, my goodness! What happened?" She held both their chins, trying to examine them.

"Long story." Mr. Uchiha said coming from the kitchen, Naruto's father right behind him.

"What?" Mrs. Uchiha looked extremely lost. "What exactly happened while I was at work?" All the males in the room sighed.

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The 19-year-old blond smiled contently at the dancing people in the small ballroom. Mrs. Uchiha laughed joyfully as her eldest son spun her around and dipped her, his new bride a few feet away dancing with his father. Naruto nearly burst out laughing at his dad when the man tripped over his own feet as he danced with his step-mom, a pretty lady with black hair and brown eyes that sometimes looked ruby-colored when the sun hit them just right. His father never was a great dancer, not even a semi okay dancer, and sadly neither was she. The both wobbled oddly to the music, not caring that they were way off beat and embarrassing themselves. Naruto couldn't hold it anymore and laughed out loud. What a bunch of clowns his family was.

"Naruto, would you like to dance?" Itachi's new bride, Hinata, asked him. She, apparently, had made her way over to him while he was being entertained by his parents.

The young man looked up at her. He remembered how shy she was when they first met her and how Sasuke's brother would always turn into a clumsy, stammering idiot when she was around. It didn't surprise him at all when weeks later, Itachi told them that they were dating and then a year later that they were getting married. Now here they were, both in their early twenties, Itachi looking extremely handsome and happy on the dance floor with his family and friends and Hinata seemed to be glowing in her stunning wedding dress.

"Sure." Naruto stood up and walked with her to the dance floor.

"I hope you can dance better than your dad over there, though." She joked and Naruto smiled. Even though it was a lovely celebration with family and friends, he was a little down. Sasuke was, of course, the best man and the blond hadn't seen him since he ended his lovely speech to his brother and his wife, congratulating them. Naruto remembered feeling heat rise to his face when they locked eyes during the end off his toast.

"Don't worry. He's around here somewhere." Hinata seemed to almost read his mind as she reassured him quietly. She was kind of like a big sister to him and was the only one that knew he was in love with his best friend and promised not to tell anyone. Hinata had actually confronted Naruto about his feelings when she saw how heartbroken he was when Sasuke introduced everyone to his first girlfriend those few years ago. Naruto sighed sadly, his mood dropping even more.

"Thanks."

"Now come on! Let's turn that frown upside down." She sang gaily as she twirled the blond and dipped him, to his surprise.

After a couple more hours of carousing, Naruto was found leaning against the railing of one of the many balconies attached to the ballroom, fingering the petals of the pretty bouquet in his hands.

A little over thirty minutes ago, he had wanted to sink into the floor when all eyes landed on him when Hinata had thrown the flowers right on his lap during the bouquet toss (or whatever it's called). He was going to give it to one of the many single women that tried to reach for it, but they all, with suspicious smiles, had told him to keep it. He thought he'd pass out from humiliation when Sasuke, who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, had caught the bridal garter. Even the dark-haired young man couldn't hide the blush that stained his cheeks.

"Love and joy and so much more will--," Naruto turned around to spot a lady, who had a bit too much to drink, trying to sing. Her hair was a weird pink color. He hated that color. Reminded him too much of Sasuke's first girlfriend. Her hair was also pink. She wasn't a bad person, quite nice, actually, but she was just in the way. He would see less and less of his best friend when she was around and it hurt.

Naruto was thankful it only lasted a couple of weeks, or he was going to die of a broken heart, at least he thought he would then. He remembered Sasuke coming to him, nearly in tears one night and told him the reason he had to break up with her was because he wasn't attracted to her or any females for that matter. He remembered Sasuke being so scared to tell his parents, but surprisingly, or maybe not, Naruto had told him that he needed to tell his dad the same thing. So they both sat down with, at that time, the three adults and told them their deep secret.

Naruto smiled to the sky as he leaned on the balcony rail. He could still see Mrs. Uchiha's crying face as she hugged both boys so tight that they thought they would pass out and told them that she could care less if they dated men or women, just as long as the person treated them right. He was so lucky to know these people.

"Enjoying yourself?" A smooth, deep voice came from behind him. Naruto smiled to himself, already knowing whose velvety voice that belonged to.

"I was before you came." He said playfully as he turned around and leaned his elbows against the railing.

"Nice flowers." Sasuke smirked at him, eying the purple and white flowers in the blonde's hand. Naruto blushed.

"Yeah, well, so what? At least they're pretty." He shyly plucked at the fake petals as the dark-eyed young man walked closer to him. He stopped a foot or so in front of him.

"What?" Naruto asked him after a few minutes passed with the paler one watching him.

"Nothing." A small smile grew on Sasuke's face. "You look nice tonight. I didn't get to tell you that with all the chaos going on." Naruto felt his heart race. How the heck did this guy, that he knew all his life, have this effect on him? He shouldn't be blushing or stuttering at anything he says to him, but he couldn't help the cute blush from appearing on his cheeks.

"Uh, thanks. You look nice, too." That was a vast understatement. Sasuke looked down right gorgeous in his dark pants and dress shirt. He removed the tuxedo jacket he had on earlier, but Naruto figured that he would still look good even if he wore a trash bag. Sasuke chuckled.

"What are you laughing at?" Naruto asked.

"You. You're blushing." He continued to laugh at the blonde's pouting face.

"Stop teasing me, jerk…and I am not blushing!" He folded his arms and turned away from the stunning man. Naruto didn't care how sexy he was, he wasn't going to stand there and let this (beautiful) bastard insult him.

"I'm leaving." He walked towards the open glass doors.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Sasuke grabbed his wrist and pulled him into a hug, feeling slight déjà vu at their position. "It's so easy to get you worked up. It's too much fun." Naruto sighed against his neck.

"Thanks a lot, bastard. You're always making fun of me." He mumbled half-heartedly. How could he be mad at the love of his life when he was this close, smelling and looking this good? He inhaled the taller male's scent again, loving the fluttering it would do to his stomach. Sasuke pulled back and gently took the bouquet out of the blonde's hands and placed them on the small table behind them.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you mad." His dark orbs locked with the other's blue ones.

"I'm not mad. I couldn't stay mad at you, anyway." He smiled at the slightly taller male.

"Good." Sasuke kissed his forehead, then his nose, then brushed his lips against Naruto's. The blond gasped in surprise before leaning forward and fully kissing his friend's soft lips. Sasuke pulled him closer and deepened the kiss, trying his best to thoroughly explore his friend's mouth.

"Wow." Naruto stated quietly when they came up for air, his face red.

"Yeah." Sasuke agreed, his face equally as red as Naruto's. "That was great." He smiled at the shorter male. Naruto smiled back before pulling the young Uchiha back to him, this time he did the exploring. Naruto ran his hands all over Sasuke's back as the paler male pulled him by the waist as close as possible to him. He found his hands suddenly inching to get Naruto out of his clothes.

"No, no. We can't here!" Naruto pulled Sasuke's wondering hands from the top of his pants. He was about to pull his shirt right off him.

"You're right." They both panted still holding on to each other before finally calming themselves. "How long have you felt like this?" Sasuke asked and the blond smiled.

"I think it was when we first kissed all those years ago." They pulled apart a little. "The day we had that fight. I think it was just a crush before that."

"Really? I remember that day. I think, for me, it was before that, but I figured it was just brotherly love and nothing else. Boy, was I wrong." Sasuke smiled. Naruto stared at him with slightly teary eyes.

"You've loved me all this time?" He asked getting choked up and Sasuke nodded sheepishly. Naruto grabbed him and kissed him fervently and a little longer than before then took him by the hand and led him back inside, grabbing his bouquet as they went inside.

"Where are we going?" Sasuke asked as Naruto nearly ran out of the ballroom.

"Your place, my place, it doesn't matter, just as long as we're alone." Sasuke felt his face heat up and swallowed the nervous lump in his throat as the blond continued to drag him towards the exit.

"Hey, where are you two going?" Itachi asked them as they passed.

"We just have some things to take care of." Naruto grinned to him. "Enjoy your honeymoon." He waved to the couple. Itachi just shook his head.

"Took them long enough." The group of family and friends around him nodded in agreement.

"We could all see how they felt about each other over these years." Mrs. Uchiha spoke up. "I was tempted to lock them in a closet."

"Wait. What? Lock them in a closet? For what?" Mr. Uzumaki asked scratching his head in confusion, Mr. Uchiha didn't look anymore knowledgeable than him.

"Like father, like son, huh?" His wife said as everyone laughed at the men's cluelessness.

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