iKoffeeholic's Word:

Happy Christmas, Merry Hanukkah! Feliz Navi-year! Umm…well, I'm a little toxed from celebrating. Here you go:

2/1: Sorry I haven't been updating lately. Writer's block + cold + talkative bf = delayed fanfiction updates. And I'm getting my wisdoms yanked out this week, so I'll have some off time to do fan service! YAY! More koffee for everyone!

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That night in their hotel room, Naruto and Sasuke didn't argue a word. Keanu and Tenten's flirtatiousness was forgotten, and the peace seemed to be a lasting thing. After they ate dinner at the buffet, they sat on the couch together and allowed mindless television to fill their evening. Naruto yawned and rested his head on Sasuke's shoulder in the same adorable way he did when they were trapped on that terribly long flight. Sasuke looked over the blonde with no contempt at all. Then he caught sight of the smudges in his palm.

It was Keanu's phone number.

Sasuke quietly reached for the mineral water on the table and wet a nearby paper towel. With a few gentle dabs, the ink had disappeared from Naruto's hand. The blonde twitched a bit, but fortunately for Sasuke he didn't wake up.

He freed himself from the weight of Naruto's warm body and crossed to the mini kitchen to toss said towel in the trash. When he sat himself on the bed, he used the remote to turn off the TV. Glancing at Naruto sleeping on the couch made him feel guilty. If only he kissed him when they were playing with that sunscreen. If only he had claimed him his boyfriend when that conniving bastard Keanu flirted with him. If only he didn't ban him from his comfortable yet spaciously lonely bed for the rest of the vacation.

So he got up, went back to the couch, and hovered over Naruto. He lowered his face to his, puckering his lips slightly with the intent of brushing against Naruto's. The gap between their faces was slowly closing inch by inch. The moment of truth was almost upon Sasuke's lips, but the blonde began to stir. Sasuke pulled back.

"What's the matter, teme?" Naruto yawned.

Sasuke aborted the mission and jumped back into his luxury bed. "Nothing, Naruto."

If only he had the courage to speak up for his heart's desire, Sasuke wouldn't be feeling this guilty.

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Sasuke woke up to the sound of the ocean waves crashing onto the beach and the gulls squawking in the sky…and Naruto snoring. The blonde was peacefully snoozing away the morning, sprawled out on the couch, snoring with his mouth wide open, letting a little dream drool dribble down his chin.

Sasuke shook his head. By not having Naruto in his bed, he wouldn't have to wake up with his face stuck drooly pillows. But at the same time, not having Naruto in his bed would mean not having any warmth to snuggle into. It was warm in Hawaii, but the cool, silky sheets made nights a bit chilly. He stretched a bit and made his way to the bathroom before Naruto got up. The blonde stirred some and turned over while making a few innocent grunts. Sasuke could've sworn he heard a muffled uttering of his name pass Naruto's lips.

"Sa…ske…" Naruto grumbled lowly again. "Sexy…"

Now Sasuke knew that not only was he standing over Naruto, but he was also in his dreams doing only Kami-sama knows what. So he dashed into the bathroom and slammed the door behind him, which made Naruto roll off the couch and hit the floor with a loud thud.

"Morning, Sasuke…" Sasuke heard Naruto croak from behind the door.

Sasuke grabbed the tube of toothpaste and went to brushing his teeth. As the mint cooled his mouth and ridded him of morning breath, thoughts of the blonde rushed through his mind.

'Why couldn't I just let things happen? Why couldn't I just return his feelings? Feelings? No, Naruto couldn't possibly be hitting on me. He's just playing around. But at least try to be nicer to him… Oh why does love have to drive humans crazy?!'

Upon his last thought, he spit into the sink. He wasn't going crazy; that would be an exaggeration. Sasuke was just annoyed. Being annoying was Naruto's specialty. He tossed off his boxers and turned on the shower. The water instantly rained down warm to the touch, growing warmer by the second. When the temperature suited Sasuke's taste, he slipped into a pair of flip flops and helped himself to some of that papaya mango body wash that hadn't been used yet.

Then Sasuke heard the door close. Naruto coming in the bathroom wasn't a problem only if he didn't come near the shower. Through the marbled transparent shower door, he could see a distorted Naruto brushing his teeth and gargling mouthwash.

Sasuke saw the blonde go in the closet and pull out a pair of flip flops. No, Naruto definitely wasn't getting in the shower. He couldn't be. But more and more tan skin was becoming visible through the door. Then a hand pushed the door aside.

"Hi."

"Get the fuck out, Naruto!" Sasuke shouted as he hid his manhood.

Naruto grabbed a bottle of body wash and began to lather up. "Aw, what's the matter? We're just two buddies in the shower. Nothing's going to happen," he cooed. "Don't you need someone to wash your back?"

"I can do that myself!" Sasuke hissed. "I don't want to see your dick this morning. Now get out." He snuck a quick glance at Naruto's foamy nether regions and looked away blushing furiously.

Naruto pouted his lips and told the wet raven, "Don't be like that, Sasuke." He squirted body wash in his hand and slathered it on Sasuke's back.

Sasuke shuddered as the tingly sensation rushed down his spine. He wished that his conscience would allow him to throw all caution to the wind and pound Naruto's tanned ass into the shower door with a round of hot, soapy, steamy shower sex, making Naruto scream his name so loud that everyone on their floor would hear. Maybe this was a heaven-sent opportunity. He stepped aside and let Naruto get under the shower head so he could admire him from behind. All the papaya mango suds were cascading down his back and swirling down the drain. Sasuke dared to brush his hands against the roundness of Naruto's supple cheeks, which earned him a giggly moan. He traced the trail of paw prints with his finger and headed southward to tease the swirl over Naruto's belly button.

"So you finally came around?" Naruto whispered.

Sasuke smirked and brushed his neck with his lips. "Shut up, dobe." He went on to press his rising member against the divide in his backside. Desperately he wished to venture inside the warmth, but his inner voices were having conflict. Delicious noises rang from Naruto's throat, clouding his judgment. He sounded so delectable, so tempting, tantalising. Sasuke let his hand hover over the blonde's standing tanned fellow. When he pulled his hand back, he saw that the head had already begun to weep curious white tears.

Sasuke took down the shower head and rinsed himself off. Naruto wrapped his arms around his slippery form. He could feel Naruto's cock rubbing against his soapy backside as his hands descended too low, and even though his body wanted to enjoy that a little longer, his mind begged for an escape.

'I went too far…but I didn't even get hard completely. I better get out before things get too intense…'

Just before Naruto's hands snaked below his belly button, he decided to end his morning shower. He left the steamy bathroom with a slam of the door.

"Sasuke! You didn't have to leave!" Naruto called out from the bathroom.

Sasuke didn't even bother to towel off. He yanked on a pair of briefs and some shorts and did a fair bit of post-shower gymnastics in effort to get into a moisture-wicking tank top. Even though his phone got no service in the area, he stuffed it into his pocket as if it were his livelihood. He had to get away from Naruto for awhile. As he groped the nightstand for his wallet, he tried to think of places he could go to waste time. The boardwalk? The beach? What about a museum? Or a bike ride downtown? Maybe the grocery store or the market. No, a bike ride to the market! That way he could exercise and take in the Hawaiian scenery.

It was settled. Sasuke strutted out the door and took the glass elevator to the lobby. The pitter-patter of his flip-flops carried him downtown where true Hawaiian living was at its liveliest. Traffic was moderate, but pedestrians ruled the sidewalks. Everywhere he looked, Sasuke caught sight of colourful flowers, those that grew on the bright green grasses and the ones that were in the fabrics of clothes. Shops that lined the main street had interesting displays in their windows, but Sasuke didn't have the need or room in his suitcase for anymore clothes. The scent of fried foods danced around his head when he passed an open restaurant. Maybe he'd have some on the way back.

As the road sloped into an upward hill, Sasuke spotted a strange looking food cart on a grass clearing. It was a mini train with a watermelon slice acting as the front plough. People crowded around the cart waving their money around the vendor. Sasuke had to see what all the commotion was about. He had enough money to spare on a little food and have leftovers for the bike rental. When he got closer, he saw that the strange train was a 'frushi cart'. Sasuke never in his life thought of making sushi out of fruit instead of vegetables and seafood.

"Get your fresh frushi! Three pieces for five dollars!" barked the vendor.

'Three pieces for five dollars? What the hell?!' Sasuke's thoughts went on.

But seeing other customers chewing happily made Sasuke pull out his wallet to taste for himself. On the small tray there were three healthy pieces of sweet sushi smiling up at him. One looked like a banana with tiny blueberries on top. Another was a melon roll with rice and papaya in the middle. The last one was the oddest one of the three, having a yellowish star and a kiwi slice on a square of rice. Taking the first bite of the banana one beyond his lips, he wasn't too thrilled with the taste.

The glass smoke stack had plastic chopsticks paired with napkins in individual wrappers. Sasuke thought of the vendor as a cheat—sushi doesn't need chopsticks. He saw a little girl trying to eat her frushi with them. Unfortunately, the roll landed in the grass, rendering it inedible.

"What a waste," he muttered under his breath. Out of the kindness of his heart, he knelt down and offered the rest of his to her. "Would you like the rest of mine?" he asked gently.

Tears gathering in her eyes, she nodded and took the tray from his hand.

Before she could put the chopsticks back in her fingers, Sasuke told her, "No need for those. Just use your hands."

The moment was surreal. For once, he felt…human. Then the girl's mother came by.

"Yuna! Let's go," she called out to her. "We're going biking."

Sasuke almost forgot that he didn't have any idea where the bike rental shop was. He didn't want to seem intrusive, but he needed to know how to get there so he could complete his mission of the day. Once his bravery came to a decent level, he walked up to the woman and asked her for directions. Sasuke didn't have problems asking for directions like stereotypes chock men up to be like. Perhaps it was only a western man thing. Sasuke simply thought that if he needed to know something, he should go after it. If only that logic held up in love.

"That's where my Yuna and I are headed now. You can come with us if you want," the mother said brightly. The woman seemed thrilled about having an Asian guy as handsome as Sasuke was tag along with her.

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A bike was cheaper than a convertible after all. Sasuke and Yuna's mother parted ways after he thanked her. Luckily, the sun was still high in the sky which meant there was ample time to explore. Sasuke had changed his mind about going to the grocery store or the market. Just about two days into his vacation and he was already sick of how expensive food in Hawaii was. Instead he settled on taking in scenery.

He biked up a trail that led to a secluded part of the beach. From the point he stopped, he found himself standing on top of a rocky plateau that gave him a decent view of the beachfront side of the Mahalo. He imagined that Naruto was on the beach gazing back at him, hoping for an apology upon the moment he came back to the hotel room. Sasuke honestly wanted to give the blonde some affection, but too many unknown things kept holding him back. Was it that he just had a breakup not too long ago—days before he hopped on the plane? Maybe it was the fact that a man betrayed him.

Sasuke's thoughts ebbed with the waves of the ocean. 'Don't be silly, Suigestsu acted more like a child than anything. Curse him…'

Then a woman betrayed him too. They both did it—at the same time.

Sasuke hadn't healed emotionally. He wasn't ready to love again. Naruto had been there for him when his other friends were busy. But the raven hadn't officially come out to him, and neither did the blonde come him. Did he really have to? It's obvious. What happened in the shower this morning proves it!

He doesn't want to dive into another relationship so prematurely, only to drown in a deeper sea of despair.

There was a buzzing near his thigh, more like a vibration. That was his phone. Probably just another 'no service' alert. When he pulled it out to check, he saw that it was a voicemail. Not bothering to check the number it came from, he hit listen.

"Sasuke, I'm sorry! I didn't know that Suigetsu was your ex. I know you'll never take me back, but I just called to say I'm really sorry! I'd die to get you back, you should know that—her plea turned into intelligible sobbing—Just pl—"

Angry, he hurled the phone into the blue Pacific.

"Too late, Sakura," he sighed. "You're already dead to me."