Warning: adult content.

"Are we there yet?" asked Naruto for the tenth time. He took great pleasure in the annoyance Sasuke exuded in his silence and asked the dreaded question again, just for the pleasure it brought him in causing that small twitch to appear in Sasuke's right eye. Teasing the lengths of Sasuke's willpower was ever so enjoyable. It served him right for keeping the details about their current expedition a secret with only the vague instruction to wear jeans comfortable shoes.

"Have you ever heard of patience?"

"Nope," he answered with a grin. "I'm just a big kid."

"I have no trouble believing that."

"You're just jealous. It takes a real man to let go of his inhibitions."

"And you just want me because of my car."

Naruto could not lie and say he didn't have a serious hard-on for the smooth lined sports car. He reached down to stroke the supple leather seat, unable to hold back the sigh that rose in his throat. He closed his eyes and listened to how the purr of the engine mixed almost erotically with the smooth jazz pouring through the Boise sound system. Man, he loved this car. If only he could convince Sasuke to let him drive it.

"Will you stop fucking my car."

Naruto's eyes popped open, his face twisting in a faux grimace. "Well, at least the car puts out. Don't you, girl."

When Naruto started stroking the arm rest as if it was a lover, Sasuke reached over and slapped the back of his head with a playful tap. "Stop that."

"Don't listen to him, girl. He's just jealous of our love affair."

"I can't believe you."

"Cars have feelings too."

Sasuke rolled his eyes and flipped the blinker on the sports car, taking a turnoff on the interstate and following signs down the road until they reached the makeshift parking lot for a local fair. Naruto's eyes widened and he sent Sasuke a perturbed and hurt glance. "I thought I told you no theme parks."

"This isn't a theme park, idiot, it's a fair. There is a difference." Sasuke extracted his lean frame from the vehicle and watched as Naruto remained in his seat with his arms folded over his chest like an annoyed child who did not get his way. "Come on, stop being a baby and trust me."

"Fine," groused Naruto. Even with his trepidation, a small sliver of excitement worked through him. Jiraiya had avoided taking him anywhere that might overtax his heart. Naruto had simply followed in the example as he grew up.

Sasuke took Naruto's hand and led him up the gravel covered impromptu road toward a stall where entrance fees were being collected. He did not seem to care who saw them with their hands linked and that thought warmed Naruto even more. He had never cared what other people thought of him. Liking men was just who he was, and he was not ashamed of it. Jiraiya had taught him that much about self-esteem. That Sasuke seemed to feel the same way endeared him to Naruto even more.

"Two," said Sasuke to the woman seated behind the stall.

"So, what can two hard hitters like us do in a little country fair?" asked Naruto, unable to keep the frustration from his voice when he looked at a wheel spinning wildly up ahead to the sound of riders screaming their lungs out at the thrill. Damn, but he wanted to ride that thing.

"Are you always this difficult?"

Naruto shrugged and grinned. "Maybe I just like causing you to make that sexy face."

Another roll of the eyes. How in the world Sasuke made that look sexy was beyond Naruto.

"First things first." Sasuke led Naruto through several stalls of the best smelling food he had ever had the pleasure of experiencing. It all looked so good, he was salivating by the time Sasuke pulled them into a line.

They stopped before a stall selling just about everything bad for you imaginable. There were signs promoting hot dogs, corn dogs, chili dogs, hamburgers, and grease laden french fries. All this to choose from and it was when Naruto saw the entire roasted turkey leg that he fell in love. "I want one of those."

Sasuke glanced to the man in front of them as he was handed the huge seasoned drumstick and chuckled. "Two turkey legs it is."

They took seats at nearby benches with matching turkey legs and roasted corn on the cob. Naruto was in hog heaven. The meat was tender and seasoned deliciously.

"Hark ye, I am the lord of yon manor." Naruto pointed his half eaten drumstick towards a fun house set up with a medieval theme. "I claim all this land for my kingdom."

"I think you're mistaken." Sasuke leaned his shoulder against Naruto. "I believe I'm the lord and you my lady."

Naruto released a very unladylike snort. "Like you'll ever see me in a dress...you on the other hand would look divine in taffeta."

"Is that a secret kink of yours, Naruto?" The purr in Sasuke's voice had Naruto's pants beginning to feel slightly tighter than he would have liked. "Do you want to see me in a skirt and women's underwear?"

"You're such a bastard," he growled in response.

The two laughed and Naruto felt his apprehension easing. It didn't matter if he couldn't fully experience everything the fair offered. Sasuke was making it more than enjoyable.

"Well, my lady Naruto, are you finished with your turkey leg?"

Naruto stuck his tongue out at Sasuke. "Yes, Lady Sasuke." He could not stop the laugh from rolling from him at the look given them by a passing couple. Just the thought of what deviant images were going through their mind was more than enough amusement.

"You're scaring the locals."

Naruto's grin widened. "I think it's you who are scaring them, Sasuke."

"You keep thinking that." Sasuke led Naruto to a stall selling tickets and the apprehension Naruto felt when they arrived was back. Sasuke wouldn't go on rides and leave Naruto standing on the side line, would he?

"Stop looking like a kicked dog." Sasuke held up a string of tickets. "Those thrill rides aren't the only thing to do at a fair."

"How am I supposed to know? I've never been to a fair." Naruto poked out his lip and grumbled under his breath as Sasuke pointed to the Ferris Wheel.

"Have you ever been on a Ferris Wheel?"

Naruto watched the large wheel make its rounds. It looked fast, but judging from the number of couples, old and young, riding, he figured his heart could handle it. "No."

Sasuke handed Naruto two tickets. "Try it out."

Sasuke wasn't going with him? "Hey, wait a minute. What about you?"

"I'll sit this one out."

"Oh no. I'm not getting on that alone. If I'm going to die on that thing, you're going down with me." Naruto wrapped a hand around Sasuke's wrist and pulled him with more strength than he knew he possessed. If he was going to ride his first amusement ride, Sasuke was going to be with him.

The line moved fairly quickly until they were seated side by side in the small chair. He glanced at Sasuke, noticing his face was considerably paler than usual. As soon as the wheel began to move, lean hands latched onto the bar across their lap and his eyes clenched shut.

"Sasuke?"

Sasuke shook his head, hands clenching even tighter when the chair would rock even slightly. "Just tell me when it's over."

Naruto laughed and leaned against him when their basket stopped at the top. "Are you afraid of heights?"

"Shut up. Just tell me when we reach the bottom."

An idea grew to life in Naruto's mind. He lifted a hand to Sasuke's cheek and turned his head so that their lips could press. It was partially in gratitude, but also meant as a way to relax Sasuke. He shouldn't have to miss out on the amazing look of the fair spread out before them. It took a moment, but soon Sasuke's lips were moving beneath his.

"Nice," he whispered when some color returned to Sasuke's cheeks.

The wheel started up again and though Sasuke was not completely relaxed, he was not in that almost panicked state of before. Naruto's hand lifted to press over Sasuke's heart. Just feeling the steady, if a bit rapid, beat was perhaps the most amazing thing he had ever felt. He found himself not wanting this ride to end. It was the most free he had ever felt in his life.

But it did end.

As they stepped off, Naruto leaned against Sasuke with a smile on his face. "Thank you for riding with me even though you were scared."

Sasuke cleared his throat. "Just keep it between us."

"Deal."

They moved away from the ride and strolled together in companionable silence. The fair was amazing to Naruto, more so than he thought it would be given the limitations of his heart. He tugged Sasuke to the carousel, not caring that two grown men riding around on pink ribbon decorated horses looked gay as hell. As they made their way down the fairway, it was the games that really drew Naruto's attention.

"Let's play a game." Naruto grinned at seeing the milk can ball toss game. He had an amazing aim. According to Jiriaya, if his heart had not been so weak, he could have easily had a career in the majors as a pitcher. "Watch this."

Naruto dug two dollars from his pocket and handed them to the man before Sasuke could offer to pay. He dug his feet into the dusty ground and released his pitch.

And only knocked down the top bottle.

"What the fuck?"

Sasuke arched a brow. "I'm not impressed."

"Oh fuck no. It must have been a fluke." Naruto handed the man another two dollars. "I'll get it this time."

The result was the same. "This thing is rigged."

He was going to beat this game if it was the last thing he did. The game would not get the better of him. His heart be damned. He ignored the way the uneven pounding was starting to thump a little too hard in his chest.

Naruto was about to dig another two dollars from his wallet when Sasuke placed a hand on his shoulder. "Let me try."

Sasuke slid some cash to carney running the game and shared an understanding look with scraggly, grease stained man. Picking up the ball and shooting Naruto an amused smirk, he pulled back his arm and released the ball.

Each of the milk bottles tumbled down.

"Winner!"

"Bullshit," growled Naruto.

Sasuke's smirk was incorrigible when he turned his gaze to Naruto. "Which prize would you like?"

The only thing that stood out was a large, overly stuffed red fox. "Just give me the fox."

Naruto snatched the stuffed animal from the vendor with a glare as Sasuke led him away. "You asshole. How much did you pay him to win?"

"It was all skill, Naruto."

"The fuck it was. You better tell me or I will sick Kurama on you."

Sasuke's brows rose in surprise. "Kurama?"

"Yeah. I watched a couple of episodes of YuYu Hakusho after meeting you. It was the first Japanese cartoon I could find."

"So you decided to name the fox after an anime character because I'm Japanese?"

Naruto cradled Kurama under his arm. "You got a problem with that?"

Sasuke wore a particularly smug look on his face. "None at all."

Warmth heated Naruto's chest and his heart gave a heavy thud in his chest. Sasuke was making him fall hard for him—harder than he already was. He had never met someone who was so amazingly perfect that Naruto's imperfections seemed all the more evident when compared to him. He shouldn't keep playing this game. It would only make things harder when they parted ways, but he didn't want it to stop.

"Is something wrong?" Sasuke frowned and clasped a hand to Naruto's shoulder. "Should we leave?"

"I'm fine." Naruto turned his grin on Sasuke. "I was just thinking about how I could go for another turkey leg, my lady."

"Idiot." Sasuke snaked a hand around Naruto's waist and pulled him close.

Naruto allowed the motion and grinned. He felt like an idiot already because he had already decided that he could not give Sasuke up. His heart, weak little shit that it was, had already made the choice for him. Damn, it was going to really hurt when things ended between them.

Naruto was still high from the fair when they pulled into the drive of his small apartment complex. Today had been amazing. He wanted more—more for Sasuke and from himself. It had been over a year and a half since he had slept with another guy and his hand just wasn't the same as feeling a warm body pressed against him. Sasuke being the sexy bastard that he was did not help the issue. Kisses and light petting were just not going to do it for him tonight.

Instead of getting his things, saying goodnight, and leaving the vehicle, he sat nervously nibbling on his lip. When had he, Naruto Uzumaki, ever been nervous about asking a guy to come up to his room? Just because he had one foot half in the grave did not make him a pussy. He simply needed to bite the bullet and spit out the words that were dancing just on the edge of his tongue.

"You want to come in?" The words were spoken in such a way, the intent was obvious, as was the look in his eyes as he met Sasuke's gaze.

The tension in Sasuke's body was nearly palatable. Apparently, Sasuke wanted this as much as he did. "Do you want me to come in?"

The lump in Naruto's throat returned and he shifted in his seat. "Yeah, wouldn't have asked if I didn't want you to."

Naruto was practically shaking as he led Sasuke to his lower level apartment. The exterior was coated in chipping stucco and more than a few dark water stains. The inside had not been much better when he had leased the place. It took quite a bit of elbow grease over several weeks before it could even be considered livable. Thankfully, Naruto was not without connections, or rather, Jiraiya was not without them.

"Don't judge a book by its cover," said Naruto with a grin as he ushered Sasuke into the small foyer.

The almost too small apartment was the exact opposite of Sasuke's apartment. Where Sasuke's place had an almost minimalistic aura, Naruto's was filled with knickknacks and a lifetime of memorabilia collected by both him and his deceased grandfather. Some might think the place cluttered, but somehow, Naruto was able to play it off as cozy. It was clean, and everything had its place, even if the walls could barely be seen for all the framed pictures.

Naruto stopped when he saw Sasuke was staring at a picture. It was one of him when he was around twelve or thirteen. He had been hospitalized after developing a bad case of pneumonia. Jiraiya was seated beside the bed and both were making bunny ears with their fingers behind each other's heads. A nurse must have taken the picture and even if the atmosphere was a bit depressing, the look on their faces was anything but. If not for Jiraiya's boisterous personality, his life would not have been as happy as it was. He taught Naruto how to be himself, even when being trapped with a weakened heart.

"That's Jiraiya. He wrote porn. He caught me reading one of his books when I was twelve. Most other parents or grandparents might have burst a blood vessel, but not him. He went out and bought me a couple of Playboy magazines. It didn't take me long to realize it wasn't breasts that turned me on." Naruto scratched his head and laughed nervously.

"Did that bother your grandfather?"

"Jiraiya? The king of porn? I think it inspired him. He even wrote a few gay novels under another name. I think he wrote them especially for me." Naruto shrugged a shoulder. "I miss him a lot."

"I'm sorry." Sasuke shifted so that his shoulder pressed against Naruto. "I miss my parents too."

Naruto leaned into Sasuke's warmth. For the longest time they stood there, simply sharing a moment of comfort between them. It was nice not to feel alone any more.

It was Naruto who made the first move. He was tired of letting Sasuke be the only one driving this thing between them. Fear of where it would lead was pushed aside in favor of living in the moment of it. He slid a hand beneath Sasuke's polo shirt and up the length of his spine, feeling each boney nob on his way up to the hard muscles covering broad shoulders.

Sasuke hissed and pulled back and turned just enough so that their noses brushed. His pupil was blown so that it nearly encompassed the entirety of his dark brown eyes. "You sure about this?"

"Damn, Sasuke, do I have to spell it out for you?" Naruto took a step forward and pressed Sasuke down onto the slightly worn sofa. He moved quickly and straddled lean hips. Without giving Sasuke a chance to dispute the act, he slammed their lips together and practically devoured Sasuke's lips for all he was worth.

He was, perhaps, taking things a little too fast. It was easy to forget the sometimes strict limitations placed on him by the faulty organ attempting to adjust to the rush of excitement and lust thrumming through his veins. His heart was already pounding in his chest with more force than was likely healthy. With Sasuke, he simply had no willpower to slow down, at least not at first. He would slow down after he ate his fill of the warm mouth and hot tongue prodding at his with excitement. His fucking heart could give him that much.

Naruto pulled back only enough for him to jerk Sasuke's shirt over his head and touch the warm skin beneath. They had never gone much farther than where they were now. He could always feel Sasuke holding back, likely unsure of Naruto's limits. It was a sweet sentiment, but far too frustrating to a body that needed more. Even if it was breaking his own rules when it came to sex, he wanted more.

"Don't just sit there like a blow up doll."

The words caused Sasuke to jerk beneath him and his hands lift to press under Naruto's tee-shirt. "I don't want to hurt you."

"I'll let you know when to stop." He could not tell if the words he spoke were a lie or the truth. His mind was blending everything into a blur of lust. The want he felt for Sasuke was allowing him to push aside his own sense of self-preservation in favor of the promise of mind-blowing release.

Naruto panted heavily from his place straddling Sasuke's hips. Things were going too fast and not fast enough. His heart was pounding far too quickly in his chest and his body seemed to be going into overdrive. Their shirts were discarded and their hands were touching each other. After what Sasuke had done for him today, there was nothing that could stop him from jumping him at the first available moment. He had wanted Sasuke before, but now he wanted him all the more.

"Fuck," hissed Sasuke when Naruto began rolling and grinding their jean clad crotches together. His hands wrapped around the gyrating hips to slow down the motions.

Naruto pulled back, his bruised and swollen lips parted from his panting breath. "Scared I'll make you come in your pants?"

"Among other things," he panted in a half-hearted retort.

"Don't worry about me." It felt like throwing caution into the wind. Had any of his lovers felt this good or this right? What he experienced with them did not even compare to the lust racing through his veins from Sasuke's presence.

Their lips met again and he could feel Sasuke giving way beneath him. What had happened to his rules about keeping things mild? Jiraiya had drilled in the way things had to be more than once. With Sasuke, he couldn't help but throw caution into the wind.

Lips pulled apart and Sasuke bit down on his collarbone and all thoughts went out the window. His heart sped up, trying honorably to keep up with the lustful demands from his body. It simply was not able to maintain the pace they were demanding of it, especially not after the excitement brought on by their afternoon at the fair.

He opened his mouth to tell Sasuke they needed to slow down when a warm palm dove deftly into his partially opened trousers and wrapped tightly around his erect penis. "Oh, shit."

"Fuck, Naruto. You feel good in my hand."

Breathing was becoming impossible and his heart sped up even more, losing any rhythm it might have maintained. "Sasuke...oh God."

Over the past several weeks since they met, they had not gone farther than kissing and mild petting. Things seemed to have developed quickly with neither able to control themselves in the heat wave created. He threw caution into the wind demanded more than his body could deliver at such short notice.

And still he wanted more.

His teeth bit down on Sasuke's lower lip and tasted blood on his tongue. He was acting like a wild thing, demanding and demanding despite the toll it was taking.

That small amount of pain seemed to set Sasuke off. His normally slow stroking hands began rubbing and gripping even more desperately. He had pulled Naruto even more tightly against him and begun grinding the open flies of their pants together. It was a build-up of tension that had risen over the last few weeks now reaching a head for both of them.

Naruto's back arched and his hips rocked with desperation against Sasuke. It felt so good. And he thought he felt free when riding the Ferris Wheel. This was so much better. His vision was dim and he failed to see the warning signs of overexciting his heart. The endorphins rushing through his bloodstream effectively masked it to his lust clogged brain.

Sasuke's hand freed their equally dripping penises from their boxers and pressed them together. The sweat and leaking pre-cum provided just enough of lubrication for them to slide against each other. Their heat bled into one another and their groans filled the air.

This was what it felt like to lose control. His dick hurt so badly and his balls were drawn up so tight against him that he thought they would burst from the fullness they carried. "Fuck...damn," he panted.

Sasuke seemed of equal mind because his hand having gone slack after bringing them together tightened his grip and pressed them even more fully together. The whisper of Naruto's name against his throat was even more arousing, causing his heart to jerk and pulse in an uneven thrumming.

His lips whispered entreaties to Sasuke while spots danced before his eyes and his chest struggled to find breath to fill his lungs. It felt as if he was dying, and if such was the case, he held not an ounce of fear because the feeling of blood rushing through his veins and the pleasure echoing in his brain was more than he had ever experienced.

He wanted more and less. The pleasure and the pain in his chest and lungs was nearly enough to cause him to lose consciousness. "Sasuke," he gasped out as fingers rubbed the head of his penis.

It was enough. It was too much.

With a small gasping cry he jerked and shuddered in the pleasure rushing through him. Sasuke bucked and groaned beneath him and their mutual release combined on Sasuke's hand as he stroked them through their orgasm.

The strength to stay aware quickly left him in the wake of his orgasm. Oxygen deprivation and the strain his heat was under was enough to cause what had been light spots of darkness on the edges of his vision to completely take over his mind and send his body into a state of lockdown. It was no use struggling to bring his heart under control. It was far too overexcited and out of rhythm to even try to calm.

As consciousness left him, he whispered Sasuke's name into his ear. He found himself suddenly not wanting to die, at least not until he had a chance to experience more moments like this. His entire life had been spent in a state of limbo, neither dead nor alive. If he could have just one more day, month, year with Sasuke, he would willingly go into death with a smile on his face knowing that he finally knew what it was like to love someone.

Sasuke shuddered and panted against Naruto. His breath caused the damp, blond hair at his temple to shift under the puffs of breath. "Damn, Naruto."

He felt the body laying heavy against him go limp in the aftermath of their orgasms. The heart pounding against his chest was almost scary in its uneven thrumming. His hand grabbed for one of their shirts and wiped the cum before shifting their bodies so that Naruto was no longer sprawled across his lap but laying on the sofa.

The instant he saw the pale face before him, his heart stopped. He should not have been that pale. "Naruto?"

There was no response and his heart stopped. A good orgasm could make a mind black out for a moment or two, but he had never known anyone to actually lose consciousness. But then, he had never been with anyone like Naruto. He knew Naruto was sick and had been warned about putting undue strain on his heart. Hearing was very different from following through. The touches and kisses had expanded and he had fallen prey to Naruto.

"Wake up, you idiot." Sasuke patted Naruto's cheeks frantically and cringed at the clammy cold feeling.

"Shit. Fuck." He scrambled for his phone from his pocket and quickly dialed 911.

Crouched by Naruto's side, he felt so useless. He wasn't like his brother. His extent at first aid was putting a Band-Aid on a cut and a pack of frozen peas on a swollen bruise.

"911, what is your emergency?"

"My boyfriend has a heart condition and collapsed. I need an ambulance." He ran a hand through his hair and reached for Naruto's limp hand. It was his fault. If he had only forced them to slow down, Naruto would not be in this state. He had allowed his lust to take over and now Naruto could die.

"You're calling from a cell phone. What is your name and address?"

Sasuke rattled off the address and apartment number. He felt almost numb and worthless when the operator asked about any medication Naruto was taking. It was not something the two of them discussed. In hindsight, perhaps they should have. Perhaps he should have pushed Naruto about his illness. Knowing and seeing were two very different things.

"Sasuke, I need you to prop your boyfriend up. It will make breathing easier and keep from putting undue strain on his heart. The ambulance is on the way so stay on the line with me."

He immediately reached for several pillows and gently pulled Naruto up into a reclining position, taking the time to fasten his jeans and clean him up a little. He had just sat back when the sound of sirens reached his ears.

Watching the EMTs begin treatment was the hardest thing he could do. Naruto was still unconscious and the panic barely held at bay was beginning to take over. He was offered a ride in the ambulance, but declined. They told him they were taking him Mercy General and sped away.

Panic nearly overrode all his control. There was only one person he could call, only one person he trusted with Naruto. It seemed impossible to keep his hands from shaking as he attempted to locate a familiar number. He dropped the phone twice before the connection was made and he heard his brother's dry voice pour into his ear.

"What is it, Sasuke?"

"Itachi...I need your help."

AN: Next update will be Friday. I hope you enjoyed this chapter and thank you for the support and praise of this.