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Summary: When Naruto's sister and Sasuke's brother hook up, things become tense. Naruto deals with his obvious attraction for the younger Uchiha, while Sasuke deals with his wavering sexuality. Throw in a heartbroken she-beast ex-girlfriend and you have your very own high school sitcom.

Disclaimer: I do NOT own anything pertaining to the Manga Naruto. Those rights belong solely to Masashi Kishimoto.

Warnings: Sakura bashing, minor language, and talk of BoyXBoy affection.

'This is thinking.'

"This is talking."

The Project : Part I

Naruto POV

The Uchiha's left shortly after announcing our 'wonderful' family vacation together. Now normally I would be excited but I had to spend a month not only with my family and a bunch of emotional retards, but the guy whom I perish for…who I am inclined to think hates me and wants me to die a death of fireworks, rainbows and puppies (stereotypical gay death according to the plastics.) After they left I said nothing. I just walked up to my room and laid in bed…all night. Did I sleep? No. I was too busy dreading school and how I'd be able to do the project with the littlest Uchiha. And you would be too, cause you see, Kakashi-sensai is a sadistic, twisted, perverted, eye-patch wearing little man (I swear he's a pirate.) And of course, knowing my sexual orientation, gave me and Sasuke the topic of LGBT's in Modern Society.

'That rat bastard. I hope Iruka holds out on him for the entire vacation and his dick shrivels up into a pickle!'

I walked in to Social Justice just as the bell rang, and of course me being me, drew numerous amounts of attention to myself. You see today I feel depressed, angry, sullen….like a brighter version Sasuke. However I am lacking in my favorite color today, instead of the garish orange that usually adorns my body, I'm wearing the only black clothes I own. Which just so happened to be a gag gift from Kiba. Black, skin tight leather pants, a red belly t-shirt under a long-sleeved fishnet shirt, with my leather red chocker and my black combat boots. If I wasn't so down in the dumps I'd be freaking out at how many people are staring at me. Even Sakura looks shocked.

Brushing off their glazed stares, I march onwards to my desk, where Gaara raises a non-existent eyebrow at me (seriously I've always wanted to do that!) I just shrugged and feigned interest in Kakashi's lecturing…until a finger interrupted my morbid thought process by jabbing at my collar bone!

'Who dares disrupt my hellish void of darkness? They shall die a fiery death in the burning pits of hell administered by the soul-molesting devil himself!'

"Dobe let's go."

Huh? That's weird, baby Uchiha is actually talking to me…wait he poked me that bastard!

"What?"

"I said let's go. Kakashi gave us time to get started on our projects."

Oh, that makes more sense.

"Uh sure…where are we going?"

"Library."

Well, isn't he just a chatty cathy. I follow him to the library where I'm sure the tension will increase. Ever since I walked into the classroom his eyes never left me. I mean I can understand his disdain but staring at me won't make spontaneously combust.

"So…uhm…Sasuke, have any ideas?"

"Hn."

Ah yes, the non-committal grunt known by every Uchiha. Is that even a word? It's more like a sound a toddler would make when learning to speak.

"Excuse me?" Seriously can everyone raise their eyebrow but me!

'He talked again…he looks offended…oh no…I didn't.'

"A toddler learning to speak?"

'Oh dear god I did….okay cue spontaneous combustion please.'

"Uh…we-well…ah screw it! Yes, your Uchiha 'language' sounds like a toddler trying to speak for the first time. Honestly I get that you're a supposed genius, but I'm amazed that you're voice still works from how little you use it!"

'Well, if he already hates me there's really nothing for me to lose. I think it's time for some fun.'

The look on his face was priceless! For those who didn't really know him, he'd look like his normally stoic self. But to me? I saw his eyes widen a tad, and his mouth slightly gape at my lack of manners.

'Oh god the things I would do to that mouth….mm or the things he could do to me with it. Okay fight boner, fight it….damnit I'm losing!'

"Hn. Whether or not I talk is really none of your concern. But I'd rather lose my voice from disuse than over use like you seem so prone to do. And being silent, is better than being a dobe anyday."

"TEME!"

"Uzumaki! Uchiha! If you can't keep it down then I'll have to ask you to leave."

Damn that librarian sure is scary. Shizune-san just has that look about her that if you don't listen…you lose something important.

"Whatever, we'll work later dobe."

I don't remember agreeing to that but as he walked off I got a little…distracted by the gloriousness that is his ass. Seriously where did it come from? I've seen his family, and sure they're all good looking but his ass is just…not genetic from what I've seen.

I didn't even notice the rest of my classes fly by me…hell I don't even remember lunch. I was in front of the school sitting on Gaara's lap again. It's where I do my best thinking. When Sasuke and his minions approach me. Sakura glares and Sasuke oh so politely tells her that we have a project to do. As he turns back to me with the most sour look is on his face, a sure sign he is in fact a homophobe.

'What crawled up his ass and spread acidic piss everywhere?'

He surprised me but yanking me off Gaara's lap and dragging me to his car, and not in the way I wanted either.

"Hey! What the hell do you think you're doing? Ever heard of personal space?"

"From what I've seen dobe, you don't mind too much. Or is that just with your boyfriend?"

If looks could kill, I'd be a big puddle of burnt flesh right now.

'Wait…boyfriend?'

"Yes dobe, you're boyfriend. The guy who's lap you're always sitting in."

' I have got to stop doing that! And boyfriend? Guy's lap? ...Oh he means Gaara…HAHAHAHA oh god that's priceless! Me and Gaara! Who knew Uchiha could crack jokes.'

As I wipe the slowly forming tears from eyes, I see Sasuke looking at me like I've finally lost it. Well, I suppose it's not his fault that he knows nothing about us…wait who am I kidding? Of course it's his own fault!

"His name is Gaara, and he's not my boyfriend."

"Whatever he is doesn't matter. We have work to do so let's go."

Was that relief that passed over his face or annoyance? Oh well the important part is that I'm BEING KIDNAPPED HERE AND NO ONE CARES!

'Stupid Gaara just letting the bastard take me, he probably thinks it's funny that raccoon! And Kiba is no help, him and bug boy seemed to have disappeared again…maybe they're using the janitors closet again?'

Next I know, I'm standing in front of Sasuke's house…having a staring contest with his 'delightful' brother.

"Hello Itachi."

"Afternoon otouto, Naru-kun."

Uh…that's new, the only person to call me that is Gaara's sister Temari.

"…Naruto will be just fine Itachi."

He nodded and turned on his heels. What a creepy guy…the perfect mate for Kyubbi. He might just be able to make it through this relationship alive.

Our study session went without too much incident. There were some insults, failed ideas, snarky comments, and MANY glares. It was dinner, as it always is, that proved to be my worst enemy.

"So Naru-kun, Kyu-koi mentioned something about a boy at school?"

I swear, those two share the same brain! Why, why would Itachi mention this when clearly we're ALL uncomfortable? And is it me or is Sasuke trying to strangle his fork?

"Uh, yeah. It's a joke between us. She's never seen me with anyone and insists it's because I'm secretly pining after someone I can't have."

If my face turned any redder, I'd be a tomato…which in retrospect might make me more appealing to Sasuke…

'Mm Sasuke licking tomato juice off my stomach, playing close attention to my covered nipples with his wonderful tongue. Biting the juncture between my neck making me moan…and that's enough of that train of thought. I really don't wanna be caught with a boner by these people.'

"Is there someone you're…'pining' after?"

Man he's like a dog with a bone…or Kiba with Shino…come to think of it Kiba does resemble a dog…

"I don't really see how that's any of your business Itachi. But I would appreciate it if the topic could be switched to something less personal yeah?"

And cue relaxation. Well almost, I'm still on my guard and Sasuke's knuckles are starting to turn white. How has the fork not been broken yet?

After dinner, Sasuke drove me home. The tension in the car was near palpable, and it only worsened when our hands crossed paths. Mine going towards the radio and his towards the heater. I swear that I felt electricity go all over my body. He just glared at me and continued driving. When we pulled into my drive way I thanked Sasuke for the ride home, just as I was getting out he grabbed my hand. I stared at our joint hands for a moment before tilting my head and looking into his eyes.

"Is there something you'd like teme?"

A flicker of emotion in those eyes perhaps?

"Nothing. See you tomorrow dobe."

He released my hand and as soon as I was at my door, drove off into the night.

'Way to be dramatic Naruto.'

Sasuke POV

Naruto's hand was so soft...it only adds to the evidence on how effeminate he is. Why did I stop him in the car? And what was up with his outfit today? He's even weirder than I remember. And it's gonna get even worse now that Itachi and Kyubbi are seeing each other.

'What the hell is wrong with me? Stupid dobe, there's no way he should be taking up so much space in mind. Whatever, he's not important. We're just gonna finish this project and then I can go back to ignoring him. Regardless of that pointless "family vacation" our parents put together. Seriously who says kidlets? And why do we need to spend "quality" time together? I'd be just as happy reading a book out of the sun. But no, stupid Itachi and stupid Kyubbi just had to go and hook up.'

"Oh god, now I'm talking to myself in my own head…I'm going to need some serious medical attention and some thorough mental exams once this is all finished."