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Summary: COMPLETE (new chapter up everyday - total of 35 chapters!). Sasuke's a writer whose been writing the same words for years. He's tired, he's annoyed, and his money situation is...pretty messed up, even by student standards. Enter Naruto. Modern AU (College/University), Sasunaru/Narusasu. Posted for Sasuke's birthday!

A/N: Ahhh you guys have been so sweet! Thank you so much :) I hope you like this chapter!


Enter Naruto

Chapter 13: For Today

Naruto awoke feeling warm, comfortable, and...amazing. He had no idea why he had even woken up—he was still so tired, and—

"Did you forget to set your alarm again?" Kakashi's amused voice filtered through the door—accompanied by several knocks.

"Oh, crap—" Naruto jerked awake—he knew he had to get up early when Kakashi drove him, why did he always forget to set his—

Oh.

All at once—at the sight of Sasuke, still in his arms—the memories from last night came flooding back to him. Sasuke blinked the sleep from his eyes and Naruto felt himself smile so wide his cheeks hurt—

"Morning," he whispered, unmoving from the spot. There was something about the way Sasuke looked right now—the way his bedhead looked so much like the way it had when Naruto's hands had been the reason for its tangles—

"Usuratonkachi." Sasuke's voice was quiet, but his eyes held that intensity—that weight that drew Naruto in from the moment he'd seen it, as if there was an entire world behind those eyes and Naruto was barely seeing a glimpse—

Naruto broke first and kissed him. Soft—light—a greeting kiss, a 'good morning, I really, really like you' kiss—but Sasuke had far different ideas, because he opened his mouth and wrapped his arms around Naruto and Naruto was lost. That was it—this was it—he was entirely at Sasuke's mercy, and if Sasuke never let him go then—to hell with everything else—Naruto would just kiss him forever

"Alright, I'm coming in." Kakashi opened the door, and Naruto sprang away from Sasuke, but he wasn't quite fast enough.

Kakashi groaned.

"Damn it, Naruto, you couldn't have held out another week?"

"…Huh?"

"I'll go tell Iruka," he grumbled. "Congrats, boys, and please hurry up."

"Ah—yeah, sorry." Naruto ducked his head as he shuffled off the bed, but there was nothing in the world that could have stopped his smile.

"He made a bet?" Sasuke asked after Kakashi had padded away from the door.

"Is that what it was?"

"Sounded like it."

Naruto laughed.

"Fuck, I'm so transparent." He shook his head, rubbing at his face as he kicked open one of his drawers—

"You weren't."

"Hm?" Naruto turned around.

"Transparent." Sasuke shook his head. "You weren't…you didn't seem attracted to me at all." Naruto had been just as friendly—just as open, just as kind—with everyone else Sasuke had ever seen him with. And—maybe—there had been a few points where his gaze had lingered, but that could have been for so many reasons other than attraction—

"Are you—are you serious? I didn't seem—oh my god." Naruto slapped a hand over his eyes, spinning around in disbelief.

The corner of Sasuke's mouth twitched upwards.

"Sasuke," Naruto's hand moved to run through his hair, "literally everyone I know knows—and I didn't tell any of them. Kiba's been giving me shit for weeks—Sakura knew from the second we met—even Ino started saying that if I didn't make a move on you then she would—"

"How's it going up there, boys?" Called Kakashi's voice from downstairs.

Naruto froze, looking guilty. He gave Sasuke an apologetic look. "We'll finish this later, okay?"

"…Hn."

Naruto gave him a brilliant smile, and, after a moment of hovering in place, pecked his lips before slipping off to the bathroom.

Sasuke stayed still for quite some time after he left, basking in the warmth that Naruto made him feel.


"I'm gonna sit in the back with Sasuke, 'kay?"

"Sure," Kakashi sounded amused, "just don't spend an extra half an hour getting out of the car."

Naruto blushed, muttering a guilty, "sorry."

"Yeah, yeah."

Naruto slipped into the middle seat, sidling up to Sasuke with a grin. Sasuke didn't manage to stop the smile when Naruto's fingers intertwined with his.

He didn't try very hard.

It took about two minutes for Naruto's head to fall onto Sasuke's shoulder. They certainly hadn't gotten very much sleep the night before, and Sasuke felt like he was starting to doze off himself…

Naruto shifted, making a noise that sounded somewhere along the lines of a sleepy grumble. Sasuke rolled his eyes and moved his arm—so Naruto could fall onto his lap. What was it about the blonde and falling asleep on Sasuke's lap?

He leaned against the window—snorting as Naruto nuzzled further into his thighs—and closed his eyes.


"We're here."

Naruto jerked awake, bumping into Sasuke's hand as he sat up.

"Lock up the car when you head out, okay?" Kakashi paused to make sure Naruto heard him.

"'Kay." Naruto blearily rubbed at his eyes.

Kakashi shut the door and left, probably in a hurry after how late they had made him.

"—aaah," Naruto let out a wide yawn. "What time is it?"

Sasuke reached for his phone, realizing he hadn't actually looked for it since he had met Naruto yesterday. It was on its last thirteen percent, he noticed.

"A few minutes after eight."

"Aw, crap." Naruto groaned, finally sitting all the way up and unbuckling his seatbelt. "I have an 8:30 class. You're free for the morning, right?"

"I have class from nine to twelve."

"Gross." Naruto grimaced. Sasuke snorted.

"Let's go get some coffee."


"Wanna sit with me 'till your class starts?"

"What, in your classroom?" Sasuke took another swig of his coffee.

"Yeah. I'll grab a seat at the back." Naruto wiped a bit of whipped cream off his lip, staring at Sasuke with bright, hopeful eyes—

As if Sasuke could have said no.

"Alright."


It was Sasuke's turn to fall asleep on Naruto's shoulder. He didn't even make it to the start of the lecture—and then, for twenty glorious minutes, he was lost to the world.

But his paradise was doomed to end—Naruto nudged him awake, squeezing his arm for a moment before going back to rapidly typing. Naruto had the professor's lecture notes open on his laptop, Sasuke noticed, but was frantically typing them all separately on another page, eyes glued to the screen at the front of the room.

"You have class at nine, right?" Naruto whispered, eyes flickering to him for just a moment.

"Yeah." He sighed. He should really get moving.

"I'll see you after?" Naruto's fingers paused as he faced him fully. Sasuke nodded as he began to stand, swallowing the urge to lean closer instead.

"I'll meet you at your place," he whispered, and slipped out of the row of seats. He barely remembered to take his coffee on the way out.


Kiba, predictably, met him at the door again.

"Hey, man!" He clapped him on the shoulder and pulled him inside. Sasuke shrugged the grip away the moment he could, hovering awkwardly in the hallway.

"Is that Sasuke?" Naruto's voice called, just as the blonde came bounding down the stairs—he lit up like a firework as soon as their eyes met.

"Hey." It came out breathy, almost like a sigh. Naruto just smiled—a wide, ebullient smile, standing on the spot as if he was just barely holding himself back from tackling Sasuke to the ground.

Kiba looked back and forth between the two of them several times, mouth sagging open a little, before slowly growing into a grin.

"No way," he said, "you guys banged, didn't you?"

"What? No!" Naruto turned bright red and slapped a hand to his face. "Oh my god, Kiba—"

"What? You guys were giving each other like—this look—so I thought—"

"We're going upstairs," Naruto said, grabbing Sasuke's hand and pulling them down the hall—

"Wait, so are you finally dating or—"

"Bye, Kiba!" Naruto called back, already halfway to the stairs.

Naruto slammed the door shut behind them and exhaled, running a hand through his hair. He gave Sasuke a sheepish look.

"Sorry."

But Sasuke couldn't find it in himself to mind much of anything with Naruto flustered like this. He was biting his lip—looking nervous and frazzled and excited all at once—and Sasuke felt that familiar, familiar feeling build inside of him—that warmth, that tightness in his chest—he had cursed this feeling, before—he had hated it, even—

But he didn't have to fight it anymore.

The tension—the fears, the doubts, the fatigue…everything just melted from Sasuke's body as their lips met. Naruto's arms wrapped around him—his hands running through Sasuke's hair, tugging him closer—closer—Sasuke sighed into Naruto's mouth—it sounded like a moan—

That, apparently, was the cue Naruto had been looking for.

He used his body to push Sasuke back, his hands still twisting through Sasuke's hair, as if he couldn't bear for their lips to be apart—and Sasuke didn't resist, he only let Naruto push him back, onto the mattress that still laid on the floor after the bedframe hadn't fit up the stairwell—

If Sasuke had thought Naruto was excited yesterday, it was nothing compared to today. It was as if Naruto could barely keep his hands off of him—like he could hardly commit to a single place to put them—Sasuke's shirt was off before he could register what was happening, and then Naruto's lips were back on him—oh—

Sasuke sucked in a breath as Naruto's mouth moved—as if exploring his body, as if memorizing it—his lips moved to Sasuke's neck, his hips pressing against Sasuke's, his hands pulling them together—Sasuke threw his head back and shuddered, his body arched into Naruto's touch—

Naruto pulled away. Sasuke made a noise of protest and wrenched his eyes open—

"Sasuke—" Naruto's voice sounded breathless—his eyes were hooded, his lips so swollen—Sasuke didn't think he had ever seen his eyes look quite like that

"Can I…?" Naruto's fingers ran under the hem of Sasuke's pants.

Oh.

Sasuke nodded—he nodded nearly frantically—whatever Naruto wanted to do to him—as long as he kept this hum of pleasure buzzing through him, he was fine with it—he was more than fine with it—he was—ah—

Naruto tugged at his jeans and Sasuke scrambled to help him, cursing himself for wearing such tight-fitting ones—and his briefs—oh, he had forgotten these were Naruto's—he barely got the chance to feel the nerves about Naruto seeing him naked, because before the thought even hit his mind, Naruto had his hand around Sasuke's cock—

"Na—ruto—" he breathed—

Naruto moved up, pressing kisses along Sasuke's skin—his hand moving slowly—so slowly—along his cock, as if memorizing the feeling—Sasuke automatically lifted his arms to pull Naruto closer the moment he could—sighing as Naruto's lips moved up his neck, nipping at his ear—Naruto squeezed his cock, running a thumb along the head and Sasuke was forced to bite back a whine—he couldn't figure out what feeling was winning: the ecstasy from the way Naruto was touching him or the frustration that he was going so slow

"Fuck, Sasuke," Naruto's voice was breathy and low, "you have no idea—how much I—"

Sasuke's eyes snapped open just in time to catch Naruto moving over top of him to capture his lips in a bruising kiss—Sasuke matched it easily—he grabbed the back of Naruto's head to pull him closer—he had been so convinced—so convinced—that Naruto didn't want him, that Naruto would never want him—and now, and now

Naruto let out a noise and Sasuke felt his voice in the kiss—felt him move forward, pressing further against Sasuke as if he just couldn't be close enough—felt his grip, his hand, speed up his pace and—ah—Sasuke could feel the pressure, building, building, building—his breath came in gasps and then it ceased coming at all, his body tensed and he threw his head back and Naruto whispered his name and—

"Naru—to—!"

He felt the warmth spurt up onto his stomach—felt the warmth all around him as Naruto didn't move away, as he kept his grip but slowed his pace, just as the echoes of pleasure pulsing through Sasuke began to slow, too—Sasuke relaxed, back, into the bed—he felt like he was floating

Naruto kissed his neck, and pulled back.

"I think I ha…per…towels…"

He heard Naruto's voice—soft and calming—but he couldn't bring himself to see his face. Not when his eyelids felt so heavy—he felt so relaxed, so warm, so calm…surely Naruto would clean him up…

"—s'ke?"

Sasuke didn't remember anything after that.


"Sasuke," someone was whispering in his ear, "Sasuke—you've slept for almost three hours…"

"Nngh..." Sasuke resisted the urge to roll away from the voice—it sounded so familiar…

He felt a hand on his arm and someone kiss his shoulder, and it was that that made him realize that he didn't have any clothes on—his eyes sprung open—

Oh—it was Naruto. It was just Naruto…Naruto, who had…

He blinked a few times and sucked in a deep breath.

"Sasuke?" Sasuke turned his head back to look at Naruto—who looked hesitant…worried? He looked rather like he had the morning Sasuke had pushed him out of his apartment after thinking Naruto had no interest in him…

The thought banished any fatigue he had left, and he sat up so quickly that he felt the room spin.

"Sorry," he said, sucking in another breath. "I didn't think I was that tired."

He met Naruto's eyes, the guilt flooding through him—

"I don't mind—as long as—you're okay?" Naruto smiled, but it was soft, and the worry in his face hadn't wavered. His eyes seemed to be scanning Sasuke's for something.

"Ah," Sasuke had a moment of clarity, "the uncomfortable thing again."

Naruto ducked his head. Sasuke filed the information away for future examination.

"I'm okay, Naruto."

Naruto's head darted up to meet his gaze—whatever he was looking for, he must have found, because he relaxed with a smile.

"Okay. Good." He laughed a little. "How was your nap?"

"Ask me when I'm more awake." Sasuke forced himself to sit up further. "Can you turn on the lights? And—ah—my clothes…?"

"Of course." Naruto moved to flick them on. "That okay?"

Sasuke squinted, trying to orient himself as he adjusted to the light.

"Ah, sorry," he felt Naruto kneel onto the mattress beside him, passing him his clothes, "maybe I should've warned you…"

Sasuke pulled his shirt over his head—trying not to blush as the covers fell down. Naruto's gaze certainly didn't waver—

"…How long was I asleep for?"

"Um—well, it's almost 3:30 now." Naruto glanced at his cellphone to make sure. "I tried waking you up before but you were really out of it, so I didn't…"

Sasuke cut him off in a kiss. It seemed to be the easiest way to ease the blonde's nerves—and the faster he could, the better. His bladder was protesting.


Naruto was lounging on the couch when Sasuke returned, sparing him a bright smile as he came closer. Against his will, he found himself returning the smile—he just felt so…warm.

Sasuke settled in beside Naruto, the contentment seeping through his body. Not a moment later, Naruto leaned over and kissed his cheek.

"What was that for?" Sasuke shifted his position to face him better.

Naruto shrugged, looking pleased with himself. Sasuke nudged him with his foot. Naruto's shirt was loose, and Sasuke took full advantage of it.

"Oi!" Naruto squirmed away from where Sasuke was wiggling his toes. "Your feet are cold!"

"And you're warm."

"You're such a dick," he said, but he relaxed and let Sasuke's stick his feet underneath him. "Did you want to get food or something?"

Sasuke grimaced.

"I should go home. I've done nothing this week, and I'm still in yesterday's clothes…"

"You came straight here? I figured you stopped by your place first."

Sasuke reddened. It hadn't even occurred to him as an option.

Naruto laughed. "Okay," he shoved himself forwards until he was straddling Sasuke, "your place, then."

"Hm," Sasuke let his hands run up Naruto's thighs to rest on his hips, "are coming with me?"

Naruto wiggled his hips. "Do you want me to?"

Sasuke bit down on a smile.

"Do I have a choice?"

"Hmm," Naruto seemed to consider his options, "nah. 'Fraid you're stuck with me for today."

"For today?" Sasuke absentmindedly ran his thumb along Naruto's thigh.

"For starters."

"Mm," Sasuke tilted his chin up to meet Naruto for a kiss, "then lead the way, usuratonkachi."


"D'you wanna pick up food on the way to your place?" Naruto said, one arm already in the sleeve of his jacket—and obviously hungry.

"No, I'll cook."

"Ooh, really?"

Sasuke rolled his eyes.

"I've cooked for you before, Naruto."

"Yeah, and it was awesome." Naruto grinned at him.

"You think any warm food is awesome," Sasuke said, but his lips quirked upwards at the compliment nonetheless.

"Only if it actually is!" He paused. "It usually actually is…"

"…Moron."

Naruto whacked his shoulder. It didn't even remotely hurt.

There was a pause. Sasuke felt his apprehension grow as Naruto eyed him, grin slowly growing wider.

"Soooo," Naruto tilted his head towards him, "you really thought I didn't like you, huh?"

Sasuke rolled his eyes as an excuse to look away. He could already feel his face flushing—and the cool air was doing little to help it.

"Hmmm?" Naruto nudged him.

"Well, if you were trying to show your interest, you did a terrible job," Sasuke muttered, crossing his arms as he waited for Naruto to lock the door.

"I wasn't!" Naruto laughed a little, running a hand through his hair. "I thought you were straight, you dick."

He slapped at Sasuke's arm, laughing again. Sasuke wrestled with the urge to grab it as it fell—

"You couldn't've dropped me some hints or something? You knew I was bi."

"You weren't interested."

Naruto stopped and gave him a look that so clearly said 'are you kidding me' that Sasuke—

"Well—I thought you weren't." Sasuke looked away. He heard Naruto's soft laugh beside him—felt his hip nudge him, just a little—

"Sasuke, you dumbass." Sasuke looked back to see Naruto smiling, shaking his head. "Like I wasn't inviting you over every chance I got? Like I haven't been texting you every other second—" he exhaled, running a hand through his hair, "like—do you have any idea how many people I've blown off to hang out with you? Honestly—wasn't interested—I'm gonna—"

Naruto shook his head again, cutting himself off.

"It's not like I could have known that," Sasuke muttered, feeling defensive, "and you're the one who said you were trying not to show it—"

"Yeah, trying," Naruto rolled his eyes a little, "trying and failing. Really—ask anyone. I've really been—"

He cut himself off, exhaling again. His eyes flickered to Sasuke's, and he bit his lip.

"I—uh, sorry." Naruto swallowed—and it took Sasuke a moment to realize that his face was rather flushed, now. "I'm rambling again."

Sasuke blinked.

"No," he let his fingers brush against Naruto's, "by all means, keep talking about how obsessed you are with me."

"Wh—hey! I'm not obsessed—!" Naruto spun around—his smile was surprised and just a little bit offended—

"Mhm." Sasuke met his gaze with a smirk.

"I'm—that's not—" Naruto stuttered.

Sasuke laughed.

"Shut up!" Naruto whacked his arm. "You—asshole!"

Sasuke caught Naruto's hand as it fell, this time. Naruto visibly deflated—softening into a bright, blushing smile.

"Moron," he said quietly, looking away.

Naruto's hand squeezed his.

"Seriously though," he laughed—his voice much softer, now, "you couldn't've at least, like, dropped the fact that you're into guys?"

Sasuke snorted, shaking his head.

"Like—just, y'know, "oh, that's what my ex-boyfriend said" or something—"

Sasuke shifted—and from the way Naruto looked back at him, he noticed.

"That would be difficult," Sasuke said softly, "considering I don't have an ex-boyfriend."

Naruto blinked.

And then blinked again.

"You—oh, are you bi, too?"

"No," Sasuke scanned the concrete, "I'm gay. I've just never...really dated anyone."

"Wh—hang on, what?"

"I know my orientation well enough, though," Sasuke continued, "and I—"

"No, no, no, no, hang on," Naruto paused mid-step, "you've never dated anyone?"

"Not exactly," Sasuke said.

"But you're—so—" Naruto's arm waved, as if gesturing to all of Sasuke—

Sasuke raised an eyebrow as the blonde turned a bright red.

"I'm so…?" He prompted.

"Shut up," Naruto muttered, not meeting Sasuke's eyes. Sasuke surreptitiously pulled their hands closer to himself.

"Yes, well," Sasuke cleared his throat, "I've never really…been interested. Before."

Naruto tripped over the sidewalk.

It was a good thing Sasuke was holding his hand, because he wasn't sure he would have reacted in time, otherwise. As it was, he barely stopped the both of them from falling flat on the concrete—

He pulled Naruto back to him, shaking his head.

"Careful," he muttered, more panicked than angry, really—

Naruto's eyes flickered to his, but they didn't hold. He laughed, ducking his head as if he was nervous

"Sorry," his voice came out like a puff of air—face still red as he kept his smile firmly at the ground, "um, yeah—sorry."

Sasuke watched him for a moment longer, letting his unasked question fill the silence.

"Um," Naruto's eyes flickered back to him, "you just—um," he swallowed, "really reminded me how much I like you."

He let out a breathy laugh, running a hand through his hair. Sasuke was mesmerized.

"Usuratonkachi."

Naruto looked back at him. The sky had nothing on those eyes.

"Teme."


"Wait," they were nearly outside of Sasuke's apartment now, "what did you mean you've never really dated anyone?"

Sasuke glanced at him, and then looked down at his feet. He could feel Naruto's eyes on him.

"I was…in my second year of high school, I think. My father found a perfectly acceptable young lady that he thought I ought to date."

It likely didn't count—it hadn't been a real relationship in any sense of the word, but it was the closest he had come.

Naruto blinked.

"He—what?"

"It was the daughter of an associate—someone important; I don't remember." Sasuke scratched the bottom of his chin. "We dated for a few months, technically. I barely ever saw her during them, but we called it dating nonetheless."

"Wait—so, your dad just like…decided you were dating her?"

"Well, no. It was…strongly suggested. Hinted at. As disenchanted with my family as I was, I didn't really want to go against him."

Naruto made a noise.

"What?"

"Uh—nothing," Naruto said—far too quickly. Sasuke gave him a look.

Naruto shifted and looked down at the sidewalk, smiling a little sheepishly.

"Your dad's…a real hard-ass, huh?"

Sasuke snorted. "Yes, I'd say that's…accurate."

Naruto let out a puff of air.

"Man. I am…" he ran a hand through his hair, "awful at dealing with people like that. I'd probably end up punching him or something."

Sasuke gave Naruto an amused glance. "I'd pay to see that."

"Really?"

Sasuke shifted, looking away.

"…I don't think anyone's stood up to my father in a long, long time."

Naruto glanced at him.

"You stood up to him," he pointed out.

Sasuke frowned. He hadn't really thought of it that way, but...

"…I suppose so."

There was a pause. A breeze rustled through the trees, shaking free a few autumn leaves that had not yet fallen.

"What about you?"

"Hm?"

"Long list of previous partners?"

Naruto laughed.

"No—just two. That I actually dated, I mean. And Sakura, if that counts." He shot Sasuke a grin. "They were both kinda disasters. I guess they all were, heh."

Sasuke threw him a soft smile, debating whether he wanted to know more or not.

There was a pause.

"Well?" Sasuke said finally.

Naruto looked up.

"Hm?"

"Tell me about them."

"Ehhh," Naruto scratched the back of his head, "the first guy was still in high school. It was less that we liked each other, and more a…convenient thing, you know? We were the only out kids in school, so we kind of had similar experiences like that, I guess. It was rough when we got out of that environment and realized that we didn't really have much else to go on."

Sasuke nodded. Vague—but understandable. He wasn't entirely sure he wanted any more descriptive details as it was.

"And the other?"

Naruto sighed.

"That—um," he twisted his mouth, "that was kinda doomed from the start. We didn't have the same, uh, outlook, I guess? On relationships?"

He glanced at Sasuke, as if making sure he was understanding.

"We didn't talk about it before, so maybe that was my fault. I dunno. But—basically—it boiled down to him thinking we were, uh, open—like in an open relationship—and me not...thinking that. And finding out in the classic worst way possible, 'course."

Naruto snorted. Sasuke blinked as the implications hit him.

"Are you kidding?"

"Nope. Shit sucked."

They turned the corner, and Sasuke's apartment was in sight.

"Um, so—maybe I should be clear now. I don't—I mean, I'm not—wired that way. I can't do—the sharing thing. Like I'm sure it's a perfectly viable thing for some people and it doesn't mean anyone loves anyone else any more or any less, but I just mean—for me, I mean—"

"Naruto," Sasuke interrupted, "I don't want to share you."

Naruto let out a breath.

"Oh—okay. Good. Good—that's," he let out another breath, biting his lip, "fuck, I'm sorry—I'm just really nervous—"

Sasuke eyed him, smiling softly.

"You seem it. Do I make you that nervous?"

"Not usually," Naruto gave a breathy laugh, running a hand through his hair, "not like this. I feel like my stomach is trying to eat itself."

Sasuke snorted. They weaved around the back of his building, but Sasuke could barely bring himself to tear his eyes away from Naruto to look where he was going. He was just so…

"I just…" They paused before the stairs, Naruto turning back to him as he ran his hand through his hair again. He bit his lip—eyes darting away from Sasuke as he bounced on the balls of his feet—

"Yeah, I'm really nervous. I really don't want to screw this up. I, um—"

Sasuke couldn't hold himself back a moment longer.

He pressed Naruto against the railing, gently. It barely took the blonde a second to relax into the kiss, arms coming up to wrap around Sasuke's shoulders—Sasuke felt the smile spread against his lips—

It was a while before they made it up the steps to Sasuke's apartment.


A/N: It's a longer one today! I hope you guys liked it. Let me know!

See you tomorrow,

- Kinomi