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Roommates

Beauty

Once, Sasuke told Naruto that he was beautiful. Naruto had snorted, and said that no, he wasn't beautiful. And that was when Sasuke decided that Naruto wasn't beautiful. Having golden blonde hair was rare, not necessarily beautiful. Just because his eyes were big and surprisingly blue didn't mean he was beautiful. Having smooth, sunkissed skin and a slim body didn't make it perfect.

No, Naruto wasn't really beautiful. But close. Very close. So it wasn't strange that people looked after him when he walked by, it wasn't strange that others than Sasuke was attracted to him. It was just that ... Sasuke wasn't used to have rivals. But maybe this wannabe wasn't a rival, maybe it was just a friend? But the Uchiha didn't want to risk it.

So he glared at the pale man before him, who seemed to be in the same age as them. Gaara disliked the raven-haired art student too, and Shikamaru looked just as bored as ever.

"We're just going to finish the kimono I started," Naruto said, taking a new grip on his bag. "Sai, this is Sasuke, Shikamaru and Gaara. Guys, this is my classmate Sai."

"Okay, good luck," Shikamaru said and continued to type on his computer. Naruto made a movement to turn around, before Sai could do something stupid, or even worse - say something stupid.

"So you're the boyfriend?" Sai smiled to Sasuke, who was now standing up.

"I am." And Sasuke felt the urge to bang it into the raven-haired man's head.

"How big is your peni-"

"Sai!" Naruto hissed.

Sai shrugged. "It was nice to meet you, Itachi." Sai smiled, a very fake smile, but Naruto dragged his friend away before his boyfriend could hit him.

UAUAUA

Sai left the apartment six o'clock, ignoring the glares Sasuke sent him. Kiba met him in the stairs, and when he came up he wondered why Sasuke looked homicidal. Sasuke simply glared at him, before walking to his and Naruto's bedroom to sulk.

"Who was the guy I met in the entrance?" Kiba asked, putting his gym bag on the floor before sitting down and watching Shikamaru cook.

"That would be Sai, a friend of mine. Sasuke don't like him," Naruto said, as if talking to himself. Kiba shrugged. "How was your date?"

"Well, we just took a coffee before I had to go to the gym." Kiba answered.

Sasuke walked into the room, accidently knocking Kiba with his elbow when walking by. He didn't even look twice at the dog lover, but simply walked through the kitchen.

"She is really nice. Unlike someone else I know!" Kiba yelled out the last part, so Sasuke would hear. All he got was a finger in response. Gaara, Kiba and Shikamaru turned to look at Naruto, who sighed.

"Change your taste in men," Shikamaru muttered before continuing to cook. "Tell him to stop sulking."

"He's a bastard," Kiba agreed. "Tell him to stop hurting us."

"..." Gaara glanced from Naruto, to the living room door. The blonde nodded and walked over to the living room, where Sasuke was sitting in the sofa with Akamaru by his feet. Naruto sat down next to him, taking his hand in both of his own.

"I love you, Sasuke." He whispered and leaned closer.

"Is he why you didn't want to have sex with me yesterday?"

Naruto blinked. He stared at Sasuke. "Excuse me?"

"Did you have sex with him yesterday, so you didn't want to have sex with me when you came home?" Sasuke repeated, reforming his question.

"Bastard." Naruto stood up. "That was low. You're such an asshole." The blonde stood up and walked away, through the kitchen and toward the bedroom. He slammed the door shut, wanting to kick something or punch someone. He could hear Kiba mutter something about Sasuke being a jerk.

There was a knock on the door, and Gaara walked inside, closing the door behind himself. The red-head walked over to the blonde. They stood there for a while, both listening to Shikamaru and Kiba starting a fight in the kitchen about the milk that had magically been knocked down. They heard Akamaru bark along with Kiba's yells.

Naruto moved slowly, wrapping his arms around Gaara's neck and nuzzling into the red-head's neck. Gaara drew circular forms with his hands on Naruto's slender back, soothing and hugging. "I hate it when he gets jealous," Naruto muttered.

Gaara didn't answer, just waited for the blonde to continue.

"He's so obsessed with sex that it's not even funny," Naruto's muffled voice came out. "And yesterday-"

Gaara pressed Naruto closer, knowing how to comfort.

"Yesterday was really hard. I had a meeting with a designer who was looking for good designs and he-he..." Naruto stopped talking and hugged even tighter, if possible. "He was so scary, Gaara."

Something burst inside of the red-head. "Did he do something to you?"

"W-well, not really ... I mean, he just, uhm, touched me."

"Where?"

"I ..." Naruto looked ready to cry. "I just ..."

"It's over now, Naruto," Gaara pushed away so he could see Naruto's eyes. "You're safe now, remember? Sasuke is here to protect you with me. Kiba and Shikamaru wouldn't allow anything happen to you."

Naruto nodded, and Gaara was happy to see a soft smile on his best friend's lips. "Thank you, Gaara."

"Don't thank me, moron. I'm your best friend, it's my duty to protect you from disgusting creeps." The red-head allowed a small smile grace his features, before he pinched Naruto's nose. "Don't get all mushy on me." Then he turned and walked out of the bedroom.

Naruto smiled and relaxed. It felt good to tell someone about the scary designer. He laid down on the bed on his stomach, leaning his chin against his arms and stared at the headboard. The door was opened and closed again, and he could almost immediately hear that it was Sasuke.

"I'm ... err ... I'm sorry." Sasuke stuttered out and laid down next to Naruto. "I didn't mean it."

"Why does everything lead to sex with you, Sasuke?" Naruto murmured. He didn't get an answer, and for a moment he though he had just imagined that Sasuke had walked in to him. But he looked to his right, only to see Sasuke look very sorry.

Sasuke looked away. "I just want to be sure that you're mine."

"But I am yours, and you shouldn't doubt that a second." Naruto got up and sat on top of Sasuke, straddling his boyfriend. "I'm yours. What in the world made you doubt that?"

Sasuke looked a bit embarrassed, but nonetheless answered. "Hyuuga Neji."

Naruto smiled, leaning down. "Don't worry, Uchiha. I'll stay with you no matter what."

Sasuke smiled, his eyes lighting up. "You're mine," he muttered through the smile and pressed his lips against Naruto's.

"And you're mine, even if you are a complete bastard."

UAUAUA

The days went by, and Naruto was still coming home early the rest of the week, since all the morning classes stayed after their lessons to work on the competition-thing. Naruto had told the others about it, and everyone besides Gaara tried to talk him into it. And even though Naruto came home early and had two hours to spend with Sasuke before the Uchiha had to go to work, they didn't do much, since Sai often followed the blonde home to work on the kimono.

Hyuuga Neji seemed to be in Naruto's class at SC, and right now the entire class were having a discussion about colours. Naruto sighed. "There is only one red colour. Then there is crimson, maroon-"

"What about 'redder'? It exists," a female pushed.

"No, it doesn't." Naruto shook his head. "There is no such thing as 'redder'." He sat on his desk, dangling with his feet and sipping on his coffee like he did every morning. "You know what, let's drop the subject. Let's talk about something else before we start drawing, I'm too tired."

"Can't you draw me?" TenTen asked eagerly. "Please, my mom is an artist and she wanted to see how good you are, please!"

Naruto raised his brows. "That was straight forward," he pointed out. TenTen blushed at her rudeness. "If she wants to see my work she is very welcome to come to the gallery I am working on in my school. TAD is having it's yearly gallery the eighteenth October, in exactly two weeks. You guys are welcome to come too, of course, though I understand if you don't find it very interesting."

"What time?" TenTen asked, picking up her cell to write it down. A few others took up their phones to do the same.

"It opens at eight in the morning and will be open until eleven. I will be there the entire day." Naruto smiled.

A girl raised her hand, Naruto nodded to her. "Is Sasuke-kun going to be there?" She asked, and a few females joined her giggles.

"Yeah. It's a Saturday, so he'll be there."

"Too bad."

Naruto looked up at the brunette who had said it; Hyuuga Neji.

UAUAUA

Naruto bit his lip, concentrating as hard as he could, he couldn't be disturbed now. It was so close to done, and if he slipped he would probably ruin the fabric. He narrowed his eyes and brought the fabric closer to his face, the sharp scissor in his hand, ready to cut.

There was a knock on the door, startling Naruto. He slipped with the scissor, but avoided the fabric. "Fuck," he murmured as he noticed he had just cut himself in the middle of the hand. He looked up from his desk, wondering who wanted something in his lunch break? All the students ate in the cafeteria, and it wasn't in the same building as the teacher's lounge.

The other teachers were drinking their coffee outside, as always, leaving him alone, so the student could only be wanting him something. The other teachers only joined him in there sometimes, but knew better than to start a conversation with him since he was always doing something.

He held his hand from the fabric, not wanting to destroy it when he was almost done, and stood up. He walked to the door, opening it. He was a bit surprised to find Neji there.

"Naruto-sensei? Your hand-"

"You startled me, Hyuuga-kun," Naruto opened the door some more.

"Are you alright?" Neji wondered, still staring at the bleeding hand.

"Yeah. Don't play with scissors," Naruto muttered and gestured for Neji to come inside. "What can I do for you, Hyuuga-kun?"

Neji sat down in front of Naruto's desk, watching as the blonde wrapped his hand in some paper. "I wanted to talk about my grades."

"Oh?" Naruto pressed harder, before sitting down on his side of the desk. "In art?"

"Yes. Only if you want to, of course, Naruto-sensei." Neji nodded. Naruto didn't say anything, just used his not-bleeding hand to pick up a folder with Neji's class number on it. He put it on the desk, shoving some of the fabric out of the way. He flipped through the pages and reached Hyuuga Neji's papers.

As every teacher, Naruto spent time grading his pupils, but he usually did it during the breaks, instead of drinking coffee and smoking like the other teachers. "A strong B."

"What can I do to get better grades, Naruto-sensei?" Neji wondered, leaning forward.

"Uhm," Naruto was getting uncomfortable with the way the Hyuuga said his name. "To get an A+, you have to know how to draw, and be very creative, find your own ways. I'm sorry, Hyuuga-kun, but you haven't showed me your creative side-"

Lips were pressed against his in a matter of seconds, and Naruto pushed his older student away. He stared at Neji, who looked annoyed by getting rejected. "Wasn't that creative enough?"

"Hyuuga-kun, I suggest you leave. If you want to get even better grades I want you to study a few artists work, maybe you can see some tips and styles you like. But if you ever try to kiss me again, your grades will not move upward one bit."

Neji stood up, glancing at the blonde's hurt hand before leaving, slamming the door behind him. Naruto touched his lips, not liking the idea of a student kissing him. He didn't like the idea of someone but Sasuke kissing him.

He stood up to go and bandage his hand.

UAUAUA

Sasuke was having a nice lunch, he really was. The fried rice tasted abnormally good along with the beans. Maybe it was because he had finally handed in the project he, Gaara and Shikamaru had been working on for two weeks to Kakashi-sensei, maybe it was because he just felt good today.

His good mood was soon destroyed, when three students walked up to them, and sat down by the very same table. Juugo was smirking, while Karin was fixing her hair instead of eating and Suigetsu looked smug. "What do you want?" He asked them rudely.

Karin looked hurt. Then she smiled. "I'm having my first lesson with Uzumaki today."

"You haven't had a lesson with him yet?" Shikamaru asked, confused.

"Nope. I've been 'avoiding' them, Juugo have been in Otogakure, our hometown, and Suigetsu doesn't have him at all." Karin explained carefully, as if talking to a bunch of retards. She smiled sweetly, "I saw Hyuuga walk to the teachers lounge five minutes ago."

Sasuke scowled, trying to ignore what the female red-head was implying. "Go away, Karin. We don't want you here."

"Yeah, go away," Juugo agreed and waved with his hand, not looking up from his food. She huffed and took her plate before walking away. Juugo sighed, before showing the food in his mouth. "See you guys later," he smirked, winking at them. He stood up, leaving Suigetsu with them.

Suigetsu looked uncomfortable as Sasuke, Shikamaru and Gaara glared at him. He grunted, took his plate and walked fast away.

UAUAUA

Naruto was mumbling to himself as he walked through the orange halls of TAD, the finished kimono in his bag. He just had to iron all the layers and the obi, then he could hand it in to Deidara-sensei, who was going to grade his work.

Sai was waiting for him outside the classroom, smiling. "You look angry."

"I am." Naruto growled, throwing the door open and walking inside, throwing his bag on the desk, making Deidara jump in surprise. "That bitch ... She called me a slut ..."

"Who?"

"A student at SC ... she - arrgh..." Naruto pulled out all the fabric before walking over to get an iron. "Well, she didn't say I was a slut, but she implied it!"

"Language, un!"

UAUAUA

When Naruto came home, around six o'clock, he wasn't angry anymore. Sai and Deidara had forced him to calm down before he broke something. So when Naruto came home he was happy to see that Kiba was there with his girlfriend.

"Hi! I'm Naruto!" He smiled at her. She blushed. Her hair was dark and her eyes were big and pale, like a certain Hyuuga. He blushed just like her when he remembered this morning.

"I-I'm Hinata," she stuttered. Kiba put an arm around here, pointing toward the door.

"Get lost, Blondie," he barked.

Naruto would have screamed that it was his apartment too, but when the cute girl was there he wouldn't embarrass Kiba. So he just smiled at Hinata once more before leaving the livingroom. He found Sasuke in the bathroom, fixing his hair. "I swear, you're such a girl."

Sasuke arched a brow. "I am? Well, I'm not the one wearing my boyfriend's clothes."

Naruto looked down, realizing that he had Sasuke's sweatshirt. "No wonder it felt so big," he murmured. Then he looked up at Sasuke, smiling. "Are you going somewhere?"

"I'm taking you out, since I'm free tonight." Sasuke said, washing off his hands.

Naruto grinned. "Really?"

"Yeah. We haven't done anything in ages, so I thought we could go out. Besides, Kiba probably wants to be alone with that Hyuuga." Sasuke shrugged, checking the blonde out. "Don't change, I like seeing you in my clothes. Or without. Doesn't matter."

"... Psycho."

To Be Continued

Next Chapter: Birthday

Lemon: Someone is turning twenty-two!

"Don't answer." Sasuke shoved the phone away from the counter and embraced Naruto from behind. "The others are not coming home tonight."

Longest chapter so far. And what is Sasuke getting Naruto anyways?

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