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The rest of the week flew by. Naruto attended all the different classes, even going to few he really liked twice. By the end of the week, he knew what subjects he would be taking, and was ready for Tsunade. He'd also been surprised to learn that he was very much considered a catch in the school; several girls tended to giggle and blush when he sent a cheerful hello their way in the corridors, which was when a disgruntled Sasuke's frown would usually intensify.

Sasuke was dragged down to the pitch every night by a very eager-to-learn and hard-to-appease blonde. Naruto was, by no means, anywhere near as good as half of the sixth year students, but he was a hell of a lot better than the other half, especially when the day of Quidditch trials for the Gryffindor team dawned.

'Sasuke!' Naruto said loudly, yanking the covers off of his friend's bed. 'Quidditch trials today. Come on!'

'Dobe, it's Sunday,' Sasuke growled, burying his face into his pillows and curling up, shivering with his lack of covers.

'We'd better get a head start,' Naruto continued, ignoring the Uchiha. 'It always pays to be early. Even Kiba's already gone down!'

'Naruto.' Sasuke propped himself up on his elbows and glared at the blonde. He was wearing black track pants with draw strings, and a large black and orange sleeveless jacket. Weekends meant no robes. 'It's Sunday. Sunday means sleep. Sleep means you have to shut the fuck up.'

'Get up, teme,' Naruto rolled his eyes, looking slightly offended. 'You know as well as I do that you're going to have to get up anyway, because Gaara is going to have your head on a platter for his Thanksgiving dinner if you don't.'

Sasuke gave up. 'Go down to breakfast,' he sighed, swinging his legs over the edge of his bed as he made to get up. 'I'll join you in a few.'

Naruto grinned at him and left the room.

The post had already arrived by the time Sasuke sat down to eat. Naruto was spooning cereal into his mouth and reading a letter at the same time, giving the raven a slight nod of acknowledgement as he reached across for a goblet.

'Jiraiya sent you a letter?' he asked as he poured orange juice for himself.

Naruto nodded, thoroughly engrossed in what he was reading.

'What does it say?'

Naruto finally frowned and looked up from the letter. 'The stupid pervert took a whole week to reply and then send this, but guess what? He enclosed this, of all things, with it!' Naruto waved a little purple book at Sasuke. 'I'm off to boarding school, but does he send me sweets? No. Ramen? No. He sends me porn!'

Sasuke snatched the book out of Naruto's grip and stared at the cover. The blonde hadn't lied. His mentor had truly sent him his latest porn novel, apparently convinced that Naruto and all his cute little friends would be dying to read it. On the glossy front cover was a detailed picture of two men draped all over each other on a bed.

'He writes gay porn?' Sasuke asked with some surprise.

Naruto scowled. 'Ever since I told him that I like girls and guys, he's been giving me this shit. He turned to gay porn especially for me, or so he says. I never even read this crap!'

But Sasuke wasn't listening. His mind had gone into overdrive, around the same time that his heart had started thumping painfully fast. Naruto likes guys was all that was going through his head, a phrase that was repeated over and over again. He knew there had been some attraction between them in the short time he'd known the blonde, but he'd never actually bothered to let himself hope that Naruto may actually have a chance of returning his ardor. With this turn of events, however…

'Oi, teme, you listening to me or what?'

'Hn,' Sasuke said, looking at the dobe and regaining his composure. 'Let's see that letter.'

Naruto rolled his eyes and thrust it at Sasuke. 'Knock yourself out.'

Dear Brat, Sasuke read as his eyes skimmed over Jiraiya's messy writing.

Good to know you're enjoying school. How's that Sasuke kid? I'm telling you, brat, you ought to stick with him. I can tell that he really knows his stuff.

Sasuke let out an inaudible sigh. If only Naruto would stick with him, he just may be the happiest wizard on earth.

There's nothing much going on over here. The 7th novel of my Gay Men in Togas series is out, and I know you love them, you're just in denial. So I've enclosed a copy, because I'm pretty sure they don't have my amazing books in your library.

The house is kind of quiet without you, kid. I actually kind of miss the noise. Not you, of course. Just the noise. Ha-ha.

Send me some pictures, brat. How am I supposed to know what everything looks like? I'm a, as the wizards call it, muggle. Itachi said that the pictures will move. Cool, eh?

It's so quiet here, I'm thinking about taking a vacation. You know, somewhere nice and noisy…like New York or something. Yeah, I think New York will do me good. I've always wanted to go there, anyway.

Anyway, kid. My editor is on a roll. She wants my next book in as soon as possible, and as much as I loath to listen to the woman, I have a feeling she's serious about that pain she promised if I didn't get it in on time. I have this strange inkling that she likes the Gay Men in Togas books a lot better than most of my fans. So I'll write to you again some other time.

Have fun waving that stick and saying stupid words! Ha-ha!

Seriously though, work hard and make me proud, kid. I know you have it in you.

Your lovable dad,

Jiraiya

Sasuke was smirking as he handed the letter back to Naruto. 'I can tell he really loves you,' he commented, partially in truth.

Naruto rolled his eyes again. 'Right.'

'So who's going to be trying out for the team today, then?' Kiba asked the table, burping loudly immediately after.

'I will,' Naruto said. 'I know I'm new and all that, but I may be good enough for the team.'

'What'll you be trying for?' Kiba asked curiously.

Naruto sent a hesitant glance Sasuke's way. 'Um…I'll try for Chaser, and…Seeker.'

Sasuke shrugged. He wasn't really worried about his position on the team. Naruto was pretty good at flying, there was no denying that. But Sasuke had been riding brooms before he'd even learned to walk, and he knew he was several times better than the blonde.

'Well, I'll be trying for Beater this year,' Kiba announced, puffing out his chest. He turned to Naruto. 'I tried for Seeker in my second and third year, but Sasuke always beat me. Then I tried for Chaser, but I was terrible. The next year I tried Keeper, because Gaara wasn't the captain then and…well, I won't go into that. So Beater's the only thing left.'

Naruto nodded. He was nervous as hell. What was he thinking, trying out for the team? He was new to flying! He'd collapse halfway around the pitch, he just knew it.

'You'll never know unless you try,' Sasuke said quietly, his eyes never leaving his goblet of juice.

Naruto looked at him with some surprise. It was like the raven knew exactly how he was feeling. Sasuke must have felt the same the first time he tried out, Naruto reasoned. Then his mouth straightened into a determined line. Sasuke was right. He'd never know unless he tried.

Gaara was starting to get annoyed.

By the time they were half-way through the trials, he was full-on pissed.

'What the hell,' he said in a deathly cold voice, 'do you think you're doing signing up for a tryout, if you cannot fly?'

The third years he had directed his question at trembled under his hard stare. They had just gone for a round, flying along the perimeter of the pitch, and after much crashing and colliding, landed in front of their Gryffindor Quidditch Captain.

'Next batch,' Gaara said in disgust, turning away from them. While the third years scuttled away, several people shook their heads and followed them. Angering Gaara was just not worth it, they decided.

After one more pain-staking hour, Gaara had managed to narrow down their numbers to fifteen. Naruto, Sasuke and Kiba were a part of that group.

'I want the Seekers to try out first,' Gaara told them, eyes narrowed. 'I'm releasing the Snitch onto the pitch. First one to get it gets the position.'

Sasuke walked forward confidently. Naruto gulped and followed, holding his old, borrowed broom, a Nimbus 2001, tightly in his grip. Another sandy-haired boy Naruto had never met before joined them in the middle of the pitch, where they were surrounding Gaara.

'Stay on the ground for 10 seconds after I release the Snitch, then fly,' he instructed them, his hands on the chest that contained the little golden ball. 'Are you ready?'

When they nodded, Gaara swiftly bent down and released the catch on the chest. Four balls were strapped in there, and in the middle was a wildly struggling Golden Snitch. Gaara released it.

Sasuke mounted his broom. Following his example, Naruto and the sandy-haired boy did the same. After a swift nod from Gaara, indicating that ten seconds had passed, they kicked off from the ground.

The feeling of the wind rushing past his face was exhilarating. Naruto could never get used to the feeling of utter ecstasy that engulfed him every time that he flew. He let out a deep, pent-up breath that he hadn't realized he had been holding. He'd do fine. He knew it. He was in the air, and he was certain that he could do no wrong when everything felt so right.

Naruto's eyes darted around the pitch. He had to find that tiny, glittering little ball. Sasuke was already circling around the edges of the pitch, watching it like a hawk. That sandy-haired boy had flown straight up to the middle of the pitch and was hovering there, having decided that that vantage point put him above the others. Naruto decided to do like Sasuke was doing, and started circling the pitch.

He saw a glint of gold. Without a second thought, he dove straight at it. Leaning forward like Sasuke had taught him to, he followed the snitch as it made its way, zigzagging all over the place. He was closing in on it. His arm reached out, eager, just as his heart-rate increased. He was so close. Just a little further…

Out of nowhere, a pale hand shot out and snatched the snitch from right under Naruto's very nose. Naruto's eyes snapped up to Sasuke's face as the raven pulled back and held his arm out high, showing the field that he had caught his prey.

Cheers erupted from the onlookers down below. Naruto sighed. He had been close, but Sasuke had won, fair and square. He twisted around to see where the sandy-haired boy had gotten to, and then stifled a laugh.

A look of utter confusion had plastered itself on the boy's face. A look that said when did that happen?

'Hn. Dobe.' Naruto turned to face Sasuke. 'You flew well.'

Naruto grinned at him. 'I did, didn't I? You did well too.'

'Of course,' Sasuke smirked. 'You didn't expect anything less, did you?'

Naruto rolled his eyes, smiling.

The trials continued. Surprisingly enough, Kiba passed.

'I'M ON THE TEAM!' he hollered gleefully as soon as he touched down and was given the news by Gaara. 'TAKE THAT, Sasuke!' he smirked in his direction. 'Didn't think I'd make the team, did you? Well, HAH!'

Sasuke plastered his best smirk on his face. 'Congratulations, Dog-breath. Five years of trying to get on the team finally paid off.'

'Shut up,' Kiba scowled. But even Sasuke couldn't keep his mood dampened for long. At least, if the delightedly passionate kiss he planted on Hinata was any indication.

Naruto was nervous. The final trial was for Chasers, and that was his last shot to get on the team. Seven people had tried out for Beaters, so that left them with six people trying for Chasers, including Naruto. Three of the six would become Chasers, and Naruto was praying he was one of them.

'I'm going to be guarding the goal-posts,' Gaara told them. 'Work as a team, and try to get the Quaffle past me. I'll be judging you.'

With that, Gaara handed the nearest person the Quaffle, then took off to one side of the pitch. When they were ready, the six kicked off.

Naruto played abysmally, to his horror. None of his shots went into any of the goal posts. He was good at flying, that much was true. In fact, he outflew four of the other five. But his aim was stupendously off the mark.

Dejected, he landed next to Sasuke and hung his head as soon as it was all over.

Sasuke felt a pang of…something…at the sight of the dobe's crestfallen face. He yearned to pull him into a comforting embrace, and wipe all his miseries away. He didn't, of course. Still, he couldn't help but feel gloomy.

Gaara sighed as he landed and dismounted. He had wanted, very badly, to put Naruto on the team. He couldn't do that now. Anyone could see that that would be a mistake, plus, Naruto would be completely unhappy if he did. While the others weren't quite as fast as him, they were still exceptionally good flyers, and their aim was good.

And if he had gotten to watch Sasuke squirm a bit more in the blonde's presence, well, so much the better for him, Gaara thought wryly. But that wouldn't be fair on the team. Strengthening his resolve, he walked toward the group.

'Albus, Lily, and Lee, you're on the team.'

The three that had gotten selected beamed at their new captain, while groans went up from the others. The boy named Lee instantly declared that they shouldn't feel bad, and that the Power of Youth would soon smile down at them. Naruto only smiled weakly at Gaara.

'Sorry,' he said, scratching the back of his head sheepishly. 'I guess I did horrible, huh?'

'You're flying was good,' Gaara said to him. 'It was your aim that was horrible.'

Naruto flinched, while Sasuke glared at the red-head.

Gaara grinned at them. 'Cheer up, Naruto. There's always next year.'

'But you won't be there next year,' Naruto grumbled, quickly getting over his moodiness. 'You'll have graduated.'

Gaara shrugged. 'And Sasuke will probably be captain, then. Knowing him, he'll let you on the team.' He sent a meaningful glance in Sasuke's direction.

Sasuke glared at him heatedly. What was Gaara doing? Was he trying to tell Naruto how much Sasuke cared for him?

Naruto twisted to look at Sasuke hopefully. 'You will?'

Sasuke glanced at him and instantly felt himself calm down. He sighed and nodded. 'We'll see.' Deep down, there was no question about it. He knew that if Naruto tried out next year and he was captain, he would definitely put him on the team.

So he had precisely a year to make sure that, when the time came, Naruto could throw buttons at thimbles and not miss.

Sasuke was worried.

Naruto had been missing ever since they'd come back from the pitche, around 4:00 in the evening. He'd seen the blonde eating dinner as he'd entered the Great Hall, so he'd asked him where he'd been. After claiming to have been helped by Hinata with some of his work - which Kiba later attested to and nodded was true - he had zoomed straight off again, saying a quick goodbye.

Just then, Sasuke looked up at the sound of hinges creaking.

'Where have you been?'

Sasuke glared at Naruto as he climbed in through the portrait hole. Naruto glared right back.

'None of your business,' Naruto said. 'What is with you, anyway? You're worse than my old teacher, Iruka. He was just as mother-hen-like as you.'

Sasuke gave up right then and there. Naruto looked adorable, especially when he was unconsciously pouting the way he was now. Why was he hiding his feelings from the blonde anyway? He knew that Naruto wouldn't be biased because he was a guy. He had no reason not to flirt with Naruto. The only problem, though, was that Naruto might not feel the same way.

Sasuke smirked. If that was the case, he'd make Naruto feel the same way.

Standing up, he moved slowly toward where Naruto stood. The common-room was empty, since it was already well past midnight. Naruto's eyes narrowed as the raven approached.

'Teme?'

Next thing he knew, Sasuke was behind him and slipping his arms around his waist. 'Naruto,' he whispered, his hot breath caressing Naruto's ear as he buried his face in Naruto's mop of hair.

Naruto's stomach erupted into a cascade of butterflies. His cheeks felt overly warm as he felt Sasuke pressing into him from behind, his nose now nuzzling his neck. 'Sasuke,' he whispered. 'Wh-Wha-?'

'Shh,' Sasuke said, moving one of his arms up and under Naruto's shirt. He felt the muscles on Naruto's abdomen convulse under his feather light touches. 'Do you want this?'

Naruto's eyes had taken on a glazed quality to it. He looked to the side and at Sasuke, his eyes half-lidded, and nodded. God knows he wanted Sasuke.

'Where were you, Na-ru-to?' Sasuke asked him softly. He prayed Naruto couldn't feel the semi-hard erection he was sporting, lest he gave away exactly how much he wanted Naruto. Now wasn't the time Naruto realized exactly how much he was wanted…no, needed. Sasuke let the fingers of his right hand gently graze one of Naruto's nipples, while his other arm held Naruto secure against him.

With a small cry, Naruto arched into Sasuke's palm, his left hand coming down to tightly grip the arm holding him steady, while his other hand went up buried itself in Sasuke's locks. He wasn't sure if it was the heat from Sasuke, the fire, or even the heat from his desire that was coursing through him right now, but it had suddenly gotten almost unbearably hot.

'You like that?' Sasuke whispered. 'I'll do it again, if you tell me where you were.'

'Tsunade,' Naruto said, his eyes closed and his head turned away from Sasuke's, offering the raven his neck. 'She wanted my subjects.'

'Hn.' That's right. Naruto had mentioned that he'd had to see Tsunade today. Sasuke smirked and touched Naruto's nipple again. Naruto moaned and pushed into the hand.

Sasuke's erection hardened at the sound of that moan. 'Naruto,' he murmured, and then licked the blonde's neck from his collarbone upwards. The hand in his hair tightened.

'Sasuke,' Naruto sighed.

The blonde sighing his name snapped him out of it. He couldn't be doing this. Not now. He had to wait, and make Naruto really, truly want him. He wasn't just someone Naruto could play with once out of desire, and then toss away. Of course, he was fairly certain that Naruto wouldn't do that, but he wanted there to be at least some feeling between them before they got serious.

Although it took every ounce of his willpower, he dropped his hands and forcefully stepped away from Naruto.

Naruto missed the heat immediately. He turned and regarded Sasuke with a confused look.

Sasuke almost grabbed him and kissed him right there. But he restrained himself. He shouldn't do it. It's better, in the long run, he thought to himself.

So instead, he gave Naruto a tender smile. 'I have to go now,' he said in a soft voice.

Naruto didn't know what to do. He just nodded, staring after Sasuke as the raven headed out the portrait hole once more.

Little did he know that Sasuke was heading over to one of the quiet bathrooms upstairs, where he'd be able to take care of a small…problem.

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