Transitions

Author's Note: Okay so, being a single mom and having a sick baby sucks. Especially when I'm trying to write :/ but at least my little girl is healthy again and I'm getting back into the swing of things here. Just so you know, this is a NaruSasu story. Naruto is mainly seme but they do switch once or twice. Also, the first chapter of most of my upcoming stories, which are posted on my profile, should be up in the next two weeks. Hopefully they're as big of a success as this one. Anyways, enjoy chapter 10 and tell me whatcha think! Reviews are encouraged and welcomed with a big bear hug ;-P

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: Language, half naked Naruto for the chapter, mildly drunk/drugged Sasuke, mild fighting (not very graphic) and boy kissing/making out (slightly more graphic.)

'This is thinking.'

"This is talking."

'Sasuke's Conscience.'

In Too Deep

Sasuke POV

I woke up to some pop garbage blasting through the room. I try in vain to stifle using multiple pillows but it's useless. Finally I sit up and stretch, only for my jaw to drop. There in front of me is the sexiest thing I've ever seen. Naruto in nothing but a towel half jumping half dancing around the room singing his heart out.

I watch his body awhile longer; looking at the water drops still racing down his skin. Following them from his deliciously tan neck all the way down to where the towel is secured around his hips. When he turns around his eyes are closed and I'm immediately drawn to the 'V' in his pelvis. Literally devouring his body with my eyes. How he got so…un dobe like I'll never know. But I find I don't mind as long as no one else sees it.

'Cue erection.'

'Fuck off!'

"Dobe! Turn it down!"

Why is everything he does so loud? I mean I can kind of understand because even his looks are loud. With his bronze skin and sparkling sapphire eyes, sunshine hair…and that's enough of that. I need to spend more time with my family. Maybe than I'll get back to normal.

"He he sorry teme. I'm just super jacked for today!"

'You should really dig yourself out of this mess you created.'

'There is no mess now go away!'

"...jacked about what moron?"

I really am a dick sometimes, but I'm also not a morning person. He, better than anyone, knows this. I glance over at the clock and realize it's only nine thirty…if I had the energy, I'd kill him.

"Surfing! My dad picked up a board this morning so I'm gonna go try it out. Wanna come?"

'With you? Sure sounds perfect.'

'Pervert!'

"No thanks, I think I'll stay in and read or something."

His eyes are cast down for a moment before he pulls himself together again. Have I disappointed him? Hm, no matter. I need to talk to Itachi. Maybe he can solve this….nonsense for me.

"See ya teme!"

When did he get dressed? Am I missing something? Oh well, it doesn't matter now.

I drag myself out of bed and into the bathroom. A musky earthy smell assaults my nose, realizing that I'm purposefully breathing it in I jump into the shower ignoring its cooling chill. Why would Naruto be having a cold shower?

I change the temperature to scalding and let my mind wander as I wash down. The smell of peppermint rain makes me feel slightly more normal. I think back on this past week, there's been a storm almost every night. Meaning I've spent every night sharing a bed with my blonde idiot.

'Since when did he become mine?'

'Well if you gave in to all of this sexual tension than you'd figure it out.'

'There is NO sexual tension. Honestly is there a way to get rid of you? I'll do anything.'

'Anything huh?'

'I'm not having sex with my best friend.'

'Well then tough testicles princess. You're stuck with me.'

Great. Nothing better than a wanna-be know it all, perverted inner self. Must be an Uchiha defect. Although I must admit, things have been a bit…off between me and Naruto. He has no issue sharing a bed, but he has issues with being close. It's almost as if he views them as intimate. Nah, that's impossible. As good looking as I may be, I doubt I'm his type.

'Would I want to – no. Of course not. I just need to find someone who interests me enough and this will all be over.'

I hope this works.

"Otouto."

Ah just the Uchiha I wanted. Maybe Itachi can help me find someone.

"Ohayo aniki. Did you want to spend the day together?"

I can just imagine his eyebrows lifting. We rarely spend time together, but I need his help. And I need someone to make these thoughts go away. I know I'm straight. I mean I dated Sakura, even if that was for my father. Hell we even had sex, so I can't be gay. Otherwise I wouldn't have been with her at all…okay if father wanted me to then yes I would but still. I am not gay! Naruto is just my friend and that's all.

"Did you hear me Sasuke?"

Fuck, note to self: never go on self-rants when Itachi is nearby.

"No, gomen aniki."

"I said we'll get some breakfast and have dinner together later. I'm afraid my afternoon is being spent with Kushina and Minato."

"Alright, just give me a minute and I'll get dressed."

Well we'll talk this out over dinner. For right now I just want to relax in the vaguely annoying yet calming presence of my brother. Somehow he seems to make things less complicated. Especially when I'm feeling backed into a corner like this. Itachi will know what's wrong like he always does, and he'll fix it. I'll be just fine…I hope.

Naruto POV

The water was so cool and refreshing as I travelled the pipe. Surfing was like breathing to me, so there I let my thoughts wander a bit, reflecting on my stay so far.

If there's a god up there he hates me. Every night this week there's been a storm. And don't get me wrong I love storms, and I love spending that kind of time with Sasuke. But it's torturous on my body! I've had twenty-one cold showers so far! I fear I'll never have an erection again! This morning he looked so cute that I had to do a mad dash out the door! Life would be so much easier if he were at least somewhat attracted to me. Than I could just blame it on his amazingly good looks.

But I know that it'd be a lie. It's not just his alabaster skin or obsidian eyes that get me. It's not his raven locks that feel so much like velvet that I could honestly never let go. It's not his toned abdomen, muscled arms, taut thighs or tight ass that keeps me interested. It's who he is. And I don't mean Uchiha Sasuke. That person doesn't exist. I mean just Sasuke. Sasuke Obito Uchiha. The guy who's afraid to wear his glasses because he thinks he looks like a dork, when he's never looked sexier. The guy who no matter how thick headed I can be, always takes the time to help me understand and to get it right. The guy who got his ass beat by his father just to bring my home. And lastly, the guy who when we were little stood up for me when people would pick on me, just because I looked different and talked funny. I love him because there's no one else like him, because no matter what I do or how many one night stands I have nothing can compare to when he looks at me or calls me dobe. I'd give up everything to just lay in bed with him and talk about…anything! It could be dirt and I'd be happy.

But it'll never happen. I'm just his goofy best friend. I guess, as long as he's happy, I can live with that.

"Hey Naruto!"

"Huh?"

Oh fuck, this is gonna hurt. I quickly held my breath and covered my head as I went under the wave. I was being tossed around like a jelly fish for what felt like hours before I was finally pulled up by Kyubbi.

"You idiot! Are you okay?"

Other than my head feeling like a trampoline, oh yeah I'm just great.

"I'm fine Kyu, what'd you want. Well it's lunch time and I thought you'd be hungry. I didn't think you'd nose dive."

Even if she's the devil incarnate, she does care….kinda. And we have our moments when we're just together. Not fighting or anything but genuinely enjoying each other's company.

"Lunch sounds great, I'm starving."

We made our way to the shoreline and headed to the hotel for some lunch. Upon entering I see Itachi and Sasuke just about ready to leave. Itachi kisses Kyubbi hello and walks away, Sasuke briefly makes eye contact before blushing at the ground. I don't know what's up with him lately but it's confusing the fuck out of me. And I'd very much like it to stay inside where it's safe and I can't be charged with rape of one delicious Sasuke.

"So, still in love with that brat?"

"He's not a brat, he's just…he's trying to figure out who he wants to be. And no matter how dick like he may get I'm gonna help him."

Truth is, Sasuke's still a little boy on the inside. He's lonely and scared. When we were younger he'd get so clingy with me I thought we'd be surgically attached. It was cute, just like it's cute how clings to me during a storm, though I wish it was in a different way now.

"Naruto…what are you gonna do if he doesn't love you back?"

"I'll be his friend. Like I always have been. I'll be waiting on the side lines for when he needs me and then disappear when he doesn't. Just because I love him Kyu, doesn't mean I'm gonna abandon him like everyone else."

"Even if he abandons you again?"

Honestly, I can't answer her question. Because I don't know what I'd do if he left me again. Last time I shrugged it off and continued on with my life, hoping he was paying attention. Next time? …I don't think I could shrug it off, and I don't think I could continue with a smile on my face. Next time I think I'd be the heart broken dull Naruto everyone expects me to be now.

It was around dinner time that I finally went back to the room. I needed to think on my own. And as much as I love my sister, she can't help me with this. No one can. The only thing I need to answer for myself, is if I'm better off knowing that he loves me or pretending we'll be okay no matter what he says or who he's with.

Sasuke POV

Dinner started out like it always does between. First there was meaningless genial chatter, how the afternoon was spent, how living with the Uzumaki's was, etc. Then I felt something shift in the air. It became tense and almost foggy. Itachi said I was paranoid and ordered me a mimosa. Saying it would calm me and make things more relaxed. Something I should have remembered was rule number one: never trust Itachi. Ever.

"So, otouto, tell me are you interested in anyone?"

That's odd, he's never cared before. But as my mind becomes more dazed I feel as though I don't care. There's no harm in answering a simple question…but it wasn't so simple before…was it?

"Not interested per say. At least not that I'm aware of."

He raises a delicate eyebrow at me as though I've given something away. I'm not entirely too sure that going out with Itachi tonight was a wise choice.

"So no one has caught your eye. Even just physically?"

What's he playing at? Of course no one has – shit. I get this feeling as though I'm forgetting something. Like it's a big secret. Something that I wanted to keep to myself until I got it out of my system…but what was it?

"I uh – "

"Perhaps a 6'3" blue-eyed blonde?"

That sounds familiar…Naruto! That's right, Naruto is blonde, and tall, and has blue eyes! But why would Itachi want to know about him? Unless he can read my thoughts and knows something has gone amiss in my head! He wants my memories the bastard! …wait…that doesn't make sense. The fuck did he give me?!

"'Tachi…what did you give me? My thoughts are all…not straight."

Perfect words to use. Good job Sasuke.

"Somehow little brother, I doubt that's the only thing not straight here."

Sly sneaky weasel. He can read my mind!

"What are you on about? And stop reading my mind! These are my thoughts for my use only! No stupid weasels allowed!"

Ha that'll show him. Stupid Itachi, he's supposed to fix me, not make me worse.

"Foolish little brother. Are you still in denial?"

Denial? About what? He's making even less sense than I am.

"I've seen the signs for years. How you yearned for his attention, always getting jealous whenever someone else wanted to take him away from you, the way you follow his every movement as though you want to etch it into your brain.. Even now you put aside your fear and got him back. But tell me Sasuke, what's the point of having him back knowing that you can't keep him? So long as he remains unaware of your feelings than he'll be forever destined to leave you. Do you want that? Do you want you 'sunshine' to go away all because you couldn't say I love you?"

Sunshine? Who's my – oh. That's right. When I first met Naruto that's what I called him because he was always so happy and his hair was so bright. Wait I don't love that idiot! I just find him…good looking! Yeah that's all!

"I want 'Tachi to make sense, cause he's being silly ha-ha. Sunshine is pretty and sparkles but just pretty and sparkles. Not allowed to love suh – shin."

The last thing I remember was Itachi giving me his damn weasel smirk before everything went black.

It felt like I had been asleep for hours when I finally woke up, and my body was practically dead weight. Whatever Itachi had given me, I was gonna kill him for. Seriously who drugs their brother? Stupid psychotic weasel fan.

"Hey, you're awake. You feel alright?"

The hell? Oh it's sunshi – Naruto. Damn you Itachi! I'm not five anymore, his name is Naruto! Not sunshine! No matter how sunny he loo – stop it!

"Yeah I'm fine. Where's my brother?"

Naruto sheepishly looks at me while rubbing the back of his neck. One of his more serious nervous habits, which I only noticed because he does it too much. That sounds believable. Until I see that his entire torso is bare and displayed for my viewing….no not viewing. Displayed for my…criticism. Good, that sounds good.

'For a genius, you've got to be the stupidest person I know.'

'I'm not in the mood for you right now. Fuck off.'

"Uh well, he dropped you off telling me that I should watch over you…and that you might be a little angry at him for some reason."

Angry…that mother fucker!

"I'm gonna kill him! That fucking bastard!"

I tried to run for the door only to be tackled by the golden haired pain in my ass. I have no time for him right now. Itachi's a dead man.

Speaking of the weasel, he just walked in. Perfect, now if only the blonde moron would get off me, I could strangle Itachi with his own hair!

"Ah, hello otouto. Glad to see our talk didn't go to waste. Be safe boys."

He left…that bastard!

"Usuratonkatchi get off of me! I'm going to murder him!"

Stupid dobe. I keep trying to get out of his grasp but he's pinning me sitting on my tailbone. I lessen my struggles and try to think, that is until Naruto flips me over and looks…what is that look in his eyes? It looks like…hurt? No couldn't be. I haven't done anything. Hm, anger? That seems about as close as I'm gonna get.

"Dobe what the hell is your problem. Get off of me!"

Why is he just staring at me? Did I grow another head or something? I mean I know he's an idiot, but honestly.

"What conversation is he talking about Sasuke."

Was that a question or a demand of answers? And since when am I Sasuke? What happened to 'fuck you teme?'

And conversa – oh. Oh shit. I can't tell him that. Fuck Itachi that bitchy monkey. I hope Kyubbi cuts off his balls and uses them as rollers for his stupid hair.

"Sasuke. What was Itachi talking about."

He practically growled at me. Who does the dobe think he is?

"None of your business Na-ru-to. Since when does Itachi's torment on me concern you?"

Ha. Take that you demanding, idiotic, god like – no! Bad Sasuke. I don't like him!

"Since your brother knows something that I'd prefer no one else did. What did he say to you. And why does he want 'us' to be safe?"

…I was hoping to forget about that. And since when does Itachi know something about Naruto that I don't?

"Just my brother being an ass…what does my brother know that I don't?"

That stumps him for a bit, he almost looks scared. But when he looks up, it's more like he's nervous…or is that shame in his eyes? Could it really be that bad?

"Just forget it Sasuke, it doesn't matter."

Well that kinda stings. Doesn't he trust me anymore?

"What you can trust my brother but not me?"

And he's angry again. Good going Sasuke. Oh no, no need to be friendly, just be an ass…wait when did this become my fault?!

"It's not about trust. Cause if I had to choose between you and anyone else, especially your brother, it'd be you every damn time."

Huh, that sorta…tingled…the fuck is he doing to me?

"Hn, whatever. This is going nowhere. Get off me or I'm kicking your ass Uzumaki."

His eyes shone with hurt and then lit up like a kid on Christmas day. And if it wasn't for that smirk on his face, I'd have called him on it. But now…I think I may have chosen the wrong words to make him get off me.

"Hn. I'd like to see you try Uchiha."

Cocky little prick. You want it, you got it.

'And so it begins, the battle of the sexually frustrated morons. I'm sure they'll wake me when it's over.'

'I am NOT sexually frustrated….and I'm not a moron!'

Naruto POV

I don't even know how the fuck this happened. One minute I'm having an awesome day with my sister, the next I'm having an all-out brawl with my best friend…and I don't even know why!

We were rolling around on the ground kicking and punching the shit out of one another. Grabbing at anything in reach. I'm not sure why, but when our words fail us; a good beating usually helps solve the problem.

He's on top of me trying to break my nose when I feel something drop onto my face. It's blood…whenever we fight we have one rule; we stop when someone starts bleeding because we never wanna do that much damage. But he doesn't seem to care. I follow the source and see that I've split his lip, pretty badly too. But I let my guard down for too long, he ends up getting in a good shot just below my eye.

I roll us over trying to pin him to tell him to stop, but he keeps struggling. Almost like it's the position that's freaking him out. He pauses long enough when I get his hands by his head and try to nuzzle his temple.

"Sasuke what the hell is your problem tonight? I can't fix it if you don't actually talk to me."

That sets him off. He starts struggling again and kicks me back.

"Don't do shit like that!"

He tackles me to the ground and starts trying to hit me anywhere he can. I don't even think he knows what he's doing right now. He somehow manages to get one of my arms up above my head. So I put my arm loosely around his waist to guide him as I go to buck him off of me, that is until our groins brush and I realize we're both hard. He stops up above me, and looks down at our bodies all tangled together. If I didn't know any better, I'd say he was scared of what he saw. He traces my body with his eyes back up to my face. Those onyx orbs were so wide and child-like; I thought he might be broken. Until the glazed over that is.

If anyone had entered the room at that exact moment when our eyes me, all they would have seen is four hands reach out and two mouths meet almost painfully. This time, we were doing a different kind of rolling around.

His hands are everywhere on my body, literally burning my skin. Fuck he's so hot. I raise my hand to sink into his hair and grip it tightly while my other goes to his hip keeping him in place. I don't know what's come over us but I'd be lying if I said I didn't love it. And fuck did I love it. He's kissing me so desperately it makes me think what's got him so worried, before he shifts and ends up grinding down on me.

We both moan in to the kiss as I trace the seam of his lips nearly begging for entrance. He grants it almost immediately while I continuously push his hips into mine. Fuck he feels so good against me, my hand in his hair slides down his side to his front, tracing patterns with my fingers just above his naval. He groans into the kiss and I swallow it greedily. Our tongues tangle together, and shit he tastes good. I'm mapping out his mouth, tracing every nook and cranny and trying to force my taste onto his. He grinds down hard on my cock and I gasp for air while he slides his tongue in and starts to do the same to me. Licking the top of my tongue to get it to play with him, but I have a better idea. I start to suck on his tongue while lowering my hand to the obvious bulge in his pants. Fuck his dick is so hard and feels so good against me, even with his jeans on. He's so hot now, working himself down on me. I stop sucking his tongue and move to nip at his lips, tugging lightly on the bottom one before I move down to his neck still rubbing him as we grind together. I start to suck on the previous hickey I'd left on him making him cry out as he tugs at my hair.

We're going faster now, it's like instinct is driving us. We're so close, moaning and groaning our pleasure. It's rough and the kisses have returned, turning more aggressive and animalistic. His hands dropped to my shoulders squeezing me tight. We're literally trying to devour each other. Or at least I am to him, I'm holding him so tight to my body, not that he's complaining. I open my eyes a bit and see his face flushed, dusted in nice rouge against his alabaster skin. I feel a coil in my gut and know that I'm almost done. I can feel he's close by the way he's digging his hands into my shoulders. I thrust up at the same time as I grip his cock through his jeans and it's his undoing. He cries out my name as he comes, throwing me over the edge. I bite the overly sensitive mark on his neck to muffle my cry. We pant out each other's names again as we ride out our orgasms.

We stop to catch our breath but he's still shaking. I don't understand what's going on with him lately. I wish he'd just talk to me.

I'm still holding him close when I feel something hitting my chest. I list my head to see that he's…crying? Why is he crying? His hold around my neck gets tighter as he mumbles into me. I can't understand a word he's saying. All I know is I had to make him smile…but I have a feeling that I won't be able to this time.

"Sas…what's wrong?"

All he does is cry more. Am I making it worse? I have to fix this, I mean we've been through just about everything so it's not like we won't make it. Although this might be a bit awkward for a bit. Fuck I shouldn't have done this, I should have stopped…who am I kidding. I couldn't even if I wanted to. He's the only person I know that can make me lose control like that. The cafeteria was proof enough. I fucking jacked off at school because of that. Fucking Suigetsu, I hate that bastard.

I tilt his head so I can at least understand him. I try to look in his eyes but he's looking everywhere else. Other than the obvious, what happened to him tonight?

"'Suke? C'mon talk to me. Please?"

He stays sniffling on my chest, but I can still feel the tears roll down my body.

"This wasn't supposed to happen."

No shit Sherlock.

"What wasn't?"

He's shaking his head now, probably thinking I'm an idiot again.

"This. You're my best friend, but you won't get out of my head and you make my heart hurt. You're a guy; I'm not supposed to want you like this! I'm not supposed to think of you as sexy or beautiful and I'm not supposed to care if you're not beside me in the morning! Fuck why can't this just go away! I don't want this! I don't want to hurt you or my dad to hurt you – oh god my dad! He's gonna fucking kill you and the he'll kill me and fuck! …I just want this to stop…"

What the fuck? He…he wants me? But he's – isn't he straight? I don't…I don't understand. What does his dad have to do with this? Is that why he's been so blank lately? Fuck this is making my head spin. I have more questions than there are answers to. And I think I just broke Sasuke…or at least a part of him. I think I need to get out of here…give him some space or something…or maybe I just need it myself. I have to think. None of this is making sense…but I can't just leave him. He looks so scared and sounds so…broken. And it's all my fault. So much for me being his best friend. Fuck I'm such an idiot!

"I – Sas…I think…I'm gonna get Itachi. We both seem to be confused…and I don't wanna hurt you, which I obviously am. I just need you to know that we'll be okay…and, you have no idea how sorry I am. I just…I – fuck. I wish I could make this better, but I can't. And I'd be lying if I said I didn't want you too."

He was still sniffling as I hugged him to me. Before I got up I kissed his temple the way I always do when he's upset and I walked out. I went to Itachi and Kyubbi's room to see if we could switch for a few days. I know that if I can't make Sasuke better than Itachi could…even if he's the one that set this whole thing off. And I definitely need my sister. Maybe she can un-jumble my head enough to see the bigger picture here. Cause I'm clearly missing it. I knock on their door and wait, on the other side I hear shuffling and I can only hope no one answers the door naked.

"Mm…Naruto? This had better be good I was sleeping."

Kyubbi takes one looks at me and I guess its good enough, next thing I know she's pulling me inside and turning on the lights waking up a very disgruntled weasel.

"Naruto, honey, what happened?"

Good question. I don't even fucking know. And if I did, where the fuck would I start. Instead I look straight at Itachi, trying to awaken his creepy mind reading powers. It kinda works but then his face goes blank again, so instead I verbalize.

"Whatever the fuck you did Itachi, go undo it. Because until this is settled…I don't think me and Sasuke will ever be okay. And I'm not losing my best friend all because you were being your usual asshole self."

From the way his eyes widened I can only assume he understood what had happened because he ran out of the room. Hopefully to find his brother. My sister dragged me to bed and started to play with my hair and sing me some old lullabies. I didn't realise I had begun to cry until I curled up against her sobbing my heart out. All she did was hold me and sing to me. I managed out some garbled versions of what happened and she seemed to understand but she didn't know why I came to her instead of my mom. So I told her.

"Kyu – hic – I need – hic – your help."

She nodded her head and held me tighter. Whatever she was gonna say next I missed it. It could always wait till the morning. Right now, I was trying to hold myself somewhat together. It felt as if my heart dropped down into my stomach. I had a terrible feeling that this would not be pretty…

'I can't lose him. Not again. Oh god please…'