Chapter 14

"He kissed you?"

"He kissed me."

"On…on the mouth?"

"No, on the feet. What the hell do you think? YES on the MOUTH." Naruto growled, turning to glare at the male sitting slouched on the arm of the couch. He was beginning to wonder if calling him had been a mistake. His first instinct had been to call Sakura, but she was working, and he didn't want Sasuke questioning her whereabouts. So, he'd moved down the line of people he trusted- and after living in his basement all through college, Naruto figure Shikamaru was worth talking to. Besides, the boy had an almost creepy grip on common sense.

"Chill. It's not like it's normal, a guy kissing another guy on the mouth." The brunette responded with a casual shrug. Naruto rolled his eyes. Only Shikamaru could take this kind of news so lightly.

"You could sound a little more concerned you know." Naruto grumbed. Shikamaru's eyes were closed now, and Naruto suspected he was trying to go to sleep on him. Hearing Naruto's agitation, Shikamaru opened one eye to look him over.

"Why should I be concerned? Didn't you want him to kiss you?" Naruto's mouth fell open, and he stared at Shikamaru with stunned disbelief.

"I….You…He…We…" Naruto stammered. "I DID NOT!" Shirkamaru arched his eyebrow and stared at Naruto with what could have been either boredom or exasperation. You never could be sure with Shikimaru- all his looks could double as boredom.

"I didn't! I mean, maybe I thought about it a couple times, but it's not like I…It's not like he's…" Naruto let out a low sigh, and then took in a deep breath. "Sasuke is not gay." Shikamaru snickered.

"The guy spends twenty minutes doing his hair." Naruto glared at him.

"That's because he's a prick, not because he's gay dumbass." Naruto responded grouchily. "Don't know why he wastes him time with all that gel crap anyway. His hair is so much softer without it." Naruto grumbled to himself thoughtfully. Shikamaru just stared at him.

"What?" Naruto snapped, clearly oblivious. Shikamaru sighed and shook his head.

"You are so troublesome. If you didn't like it, why didn't you push him away?" Naruto flushed, and stared at his hands.

"I don't know. I didn't want him to feel bad."

"And you didn't want to stop feeling good." Shikamaru added dryly. Naruto felt every inch of skin on his face burn.

"BAKA! Don't talk like that!" Naruto snapped. Shikamaru shrugged again, and leaned back against the frame of the couch. "It's not like that!"

"Okay then. Tell him."

"What?" Naruto demanded again, frowning.

"Tell him you don't want him to kiss you again. He's your friend…sort of…If you ask him, he'll listen." Naruto nodded, looking away again. "…He'll never kiss you again." Naruto's heart thudded in his chest, and a feeling of sudden vulnerability pressed down on his chest. If he asked him, Sasuke would never kiss him again.

Naruto was sure of it.

It terrified him.

"Shika, Do you trust me?" The brunette man frowned, a confused look crossing his face.

"Of course." He replied slowly, eyeing the blond carefully. Naruto's face was shadowed, and he couldn't see the blond's eyes.

"Do you think I'm good for him?"

"I think you're the only one who can tolerate him." Shikamaru commented mildly, a smirk creeping into his voice. Seeing Naruto this serious was a strange and slightly off-setting sight. It made Shikamaru feel more aware.

"Shika….I think I'm done running."

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Sakura nearly jumped out of her skin. She'd been walking down the hall, minding her own business, when some oaf grabbed her around the waist and started to swing her around violently.

"EEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeehhhhhhhhh!" The pink haired girl shrieked, and began to lash out wildly. Recognizable laughter hit her ears, and she scowled as she was unceremoniously dropped on the ground, pink hair falling out of her bun in chunks. She blew one chunk out of her face, and glared up half-heartedly.

"Gee, Naruto. I'm so glad your back. Now stay still while I strangle you." She growled, grabbing the blond by the leg and yanking it violently out from under him. Naruto yelped and landed hard on his back.

"Yeesh, man-woman. What do you do, weight lift cars in your spare…ooff!" A knee ground into his stomach and hands caught his collar as the pink-haired woman tried to shake the living hell out of him.

"You're lucky I'm feeling sympathetic, or I'd hang you out the window by your tie!" She ranted, green eyes blazing. Naruto smiled sheepishly.

"Aww, come on, Sakura-chan…"
"Don't you Sakura-chan me, you…."

"Ahem." Sakura's head whipped around and from her position on the floor (Or rather, on top of Naruto) met a pair of cold black eyes. Sakura's face glowed red, and she leapt up in shock. Naruto froze, his blue eyes locking on Sasuke and widening.

"Getting a lot done are we?" Sasuke drawled, slowly running his gaze over the blond on the floor before glancing coolly up at Sakura.

"I was just…MY PAPERWORK!" Sakura cried, suddenly realizing that the files she had been holding at the time when Naruto had grabbed her had flown all over. She scrambled around in a panic, scooping the leaflets up. Naruto watched her sheepishly, and slowly go to his feet. The pink woman's hand shot out and grabbed a sheet right under his shoe. Giving it a yank, the slowly rising Naruto was tipped back and was about to fall. A strong hand grabbed his elbow, stabilizing him. His head whipped around, and his eyes locked with Sasuke's.

"Your back." He murmured, not releasing Naruto's arm.

"Yeah." Naruto's voice was soft, and he didn't pull away. For a long time neither moved, and their eyes didn't break contact.

"Naruto you idiot! Now I have to reorganize everything!" Sakura growled, causing Naruto to jump and Sasuke to stiffen. The blond felt his face redden slightly, and both men looked away awkwardly.

"Gomen, gomen! I was just teasing you!" Sakura rolled her eyes, straightened her skirt, and placed her hands on her hips.

"Next time, tackle Ino. Her hair couldn't look worse anyway." The young business woman grumbled before storming off. Naruto sighed, and rubbed his neck.

"Great way to start the day." He said with a sigh. "But at least she didn't hit me."

"You have high standards." Sasuke muttered, and turned to walk away. Naruto stared after him.

"Hey Sasuke!" The dark haired male turned. "Are you busy?" A dark brow arched and Sasuke tilted his head curiously.

"I'm always busy." He replied wryly. Naruto's face fell, and blue eyes flickered down. Sasuke's eyes softened. "But no more than usual. To my office?" Naruto nodded, still staring at his feet.

When they reached the end of the hall Sasuke pushed his office door open and Naruto followed a few feet behind.

"I want to talk."

"We've been doing that a lot lately." Sasuke commented, and Naruto was sure he heard a note of amusement in his voice.

"We've been arguing a lot lately. There's a difference." Naruto responded stubbornly, crossing his arms and watching Sasuke's back patiently. The dark haired Uchiha turned and leaned against the front of his desk, looking Naruto over slowly.

"I'm not the one who can't keep his voice down." Sasuke retorted, but there was something light in his tone that reminded Naruto of their first years at the company, when they were fighting to understand the rapid flow of business. They had clung to each other then, not that they would have admitted it. The uncomfortable feeling of being adrift and out of tune pushed them together. It was this kind of codependence that had slowly loosened and eased away as they both came into their own strengths. But it left Naruto feeling adrift and alone, and lately it had been worse than ever.

"You just can't help being an ass can you?" Naruto grumbled, glaring half-heartedly. Sasuke just smirked. Naruto took a slow breath. "I want to talk about Gaara." He added slowly. Sasuke's face flickered with something dark, but almost immediately adjusted back to a look of calmness.

"I see." He murmured, his eyes watching Naruto carefully. "Well, get on with it then." Naruto frowned.

"You're taking this rather well." He grumbled suspiciously. After Sasuke's little outburst yesterday, Naruto had been expecting something rougher.

"It's easier to handle now that I know what's going on." Sasuke responded calmly, crossing his arms over his chest. Naruto approached him slowly, a confused look on his face.

"What…what do you mean?" He asked curiously, only a step or two away from the dark haired Uchiha. Sasuke smirked again, this time a strange light flickering in his eyes. He pushed off his desk and covered the distance between them casually. They were close now, chests only an inch apart. Sasuke's hand shot out and he caught Naruto's chin.

"I think I could get used to kissing you." He murmured thoughtfully, tilting his head towards Naruto's. The blond's face lit up and his eyes widened.

"What are you..." Naruto took an awkward step back and pressed a hand against Sasuke's chest to hold them apart. "What do you think your doing?" He demanded softly, meeting Sasuke's eyes with a mix of seriousness and concern.

"You seemed to like it yesterday." Sasuke replied huskily, dark eyes devouring Naruto's gaze. Naruto bit his lip and looked away.

"It's not a question of whether or not I liked it…"

"So you did like it." Sasuke commented smugly. Naruto glared up at him.

"We've been at each other's throats lately, if you haven't noticed. All the frustration, all the anger, all the resentment. It doesn't go away just because you… you…plant one on me." Naruto grumbled, unable to help a slightly childish pout from crossing his face.

"You're acting like a girl, whining about how I hurt your feelings." Sasuke grumbled disdainfully, crossing his arms over his chest and looking away huffily. Naruto bristled.

"You- you…ERRRRrrrrrrrrrrrr! You are such a dick!" Naruto cried with exasperation, shoving him aside and collapsing dramatically onto the couch with his face in his hands. Sasuke watched him with what Naruto viewed as unjust poise. The blond let his head fall back, unknowingly allowing a full view of his long, tan neck, and groaned. Sasuke ran his tongue across suddenly dry lips.

"What exactly is it your fishing for, usuratonkachi?" He asked, voice deceptively even. His head lifted, and he slung his body out, hooking his arms on the back of the couch and spreading his legs. If Naruto wasn't such a naïve idiot Sasuke would have thought he was doing it on purpose.

"An apology would be nice." He grumbled. "You've been a real ass lately."

"Because you've been a ray of sunshine." Sasuke returned coldly. Naruto growled and stood.

"You know what I think? I think yesterday was a cop out." Naruto snarled, blue eyes narrowing suspiciously.

"What the hell are you going on about?" Sasuke demanded, watching Naruto's movements patiently.

"You and I have been tearing each other apart, fights, miscommunications …lies…" Naruto murmured. Sasuke cast him a cold look, and Naruto couldn't help but look a bit sheepish. He had been the one keeping secrets, after all…though to be fair they weren't exactly lies. "So what do you do? Throw in a kiss."

"You think that kiss was about apologizing to you?" Sasuke demanded, voice tinged with a mix of outrage and disdain. Naruto glared.

"Wasn't it? Two days ago we would have been beating the hell out of each other. Today, you're joking and teasing me. Do you think one stupid little kiss…"

Naruto didn't get to finish, because suddenly he was slammed back against the couch and had a rather furious Uchiha straddling him. Blue eyes widened, and his breath caught.

"Usuratonkachi! Do you really think that's what this is about?" His voice was dangerous, and his dark onyx eyes bored furiously into Naruto's skull.

"Well what is it about then?" Naruto ground out, forcing himself not to look away. Sasuke's eyes were so fierce right then, the power of them nearly choking him. It was then that Naruto realized for the first time how desperately he wanted that kiss to have been real. The idea that it might have been some fluke, some mistake, was terrifying. It had felt so right, so perfect- it couldn't be fake.

It didn't help that Sasuke's body was pressed against his perfectly. His breath ghosted over Naruto's lips, his legs curved around Naruto's thighs and their chests were locked. It was so easy to image this as something real, and possible. How had these emotions snuck up on him like this? Before yesterday Sasuke had been his friend and partner…This…This thing between them had been, at most, a hazy dream.

"It's about me…" Sasuke sighed, moving his mouth along Naruto's chin so that his breath created a line of heat around his face. "and you….and how hard you're breathing right now." Sasuke added huskily, his mouth above the curve where Naruto's neck met the curve of his chin, allowing the warmth to spread down. Naruto shuddered, eyelids lowering slightly.

"Is that it, then?" Naruto asked slowly. "You're hot and bothered, I haven't been laid since….ah…awhile…" His face flushed slightly. "So we'll just go at it?" He growled. Sasuke kept him carefully pinned, eyes glittering with heat and impatience.

"Would you hate that?" Sasuke asked questioningly. Naruto's eyes flashed with hurt and disbelief.

"You bastard! You arrogant, self centered son of a bitch! Why don't you go to…"

"I said, would you hate that, you dobe. I didn't say that's what this was." Sasuke interrupted. Naruto's face grew strikingly calm, and he stiffened against Sasuke's toned body. He could feel Sasuke's breathing, their chests brushed evenly and Sasuke leaned forward and pressed his fingers against the line of Naruto's stomach, undoing one button with his thumb to allow room for his fingers to slide inside the shirt. Naruto jumped slightly at the sudden feeling of cool fingers against his hot skin.

Sasuke smirked a little, amazed at how responsive the blond was. Leaning forward, Sasuke caught the corner of Naruto's mouth and ran his tongue gently along the curve. Naruto was trembling now, and Sasuke began to draw circles on his toned stomach with his fingers. The look on Naruto's face was undeniably erotic, his blue eyes wide and dilated, mouth parted and releasing anticipating gasps.

"Dobe. You were always too easy to rile." Sasuke commented, bringing his mouth to the corner of Naruto's chin and drawing a line down his neck with the tip of his tongue. Naruto gave a strangled moan, eyes hitching briefly with shock.

"T-teme. W-what what are you…doing?" Naruto drew out, voice quivering. Sasuke's smirk grew, and he looked up at Naruto through his eyelashes, eyes hungry.

"Devouring you." The Uchiha responded with a purr, before moving to suck gently on Naruto's collar bone. Naruto moaned and his body arched instinctively against Sasuke's warmth.

"Mmm….N-nnn…." Naruto mumbled incoherently. Kami, it had been such a long time since he'd felt like this….had he ever felt like this? So hot… But…This wasn't what he had planned… "S-sss….S-stop….S-Sasuke…Sasuke!" He shuddered and sighed. Sasuke glared up at him, and dipped his thumb into his navel before biting on his shoulder. Naruto lurched.

"No."
"You…You can't just…Nnnn…Naaa…." It really is so difficult to think, with a hot, toned Uchiha grinding and sucking you. "Ddddamn it….Don't…Stop!" Naruto yipped frantically, pushing against Sasuke roughly. The Uchiha caught himself, pushing off against the couch so that he wasn't leaning so heavily on the panting Naruto. His hair was looser now, falling in dark spikes around his face as he stared down on the shuddering blond.

"Damn it, Sasuke! I wanted to talk about this!" Naruto groaned, reaching up and taking two fistfuls of Sasuke's shirt and pulling himself up slightly so that his lips were brushing lightly against Sasuke's as he spoke. "You make it so hard to concentrate. Asshole." Naruto continued darkly. Sasuke licked his lips, his tongue sliding lightly against Naruto's bottom lip.

"Because you were so articulate before." Sasuke returned sarcastically, carefully keeping the urge to yank off Naruto's shirt in check. It really was a waste, hiding those abs underneath all that damn cloth. Naruto scowled and finished pushing Sasuke off of him, getting to his feet and taking several purposeful steps away. Sasuke rolled his eyes.

"Would you let me finish?" Naruto snapped, blue eyes becoming deadly serious. Sasuke pushed his desire away, forcing himself to be calm and stable.

"Everything is crazy, right now. We've been fighting like crazy, the business is all up in the air, and…and…"
"Sabaku." Sasuke growled, black eyes flashing.

"What? No, not Gaara. He has nothing to do with…"

"Uchiha." A calm voice came from behind him, and Naruto jumped. Gaara was standing in the doorway, green eyes icy against flaming hair. Naruto, already hot all over and suddenly aware of a unfamiliar preference to the male gender, shuddered. Gaara's eyes were eyeing him heatedly, with painfully obvious hunger.

Well this day just turned to hell.

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Author's notes!!!! Yeah me!

Okay, so I wrote this like, two days ago, and I totally can't believe it was me. I was reading over it again, the double check, and I was like 'when did I write this? I don't remember ever writing anything like this!'.

So now I'm convinced I have a evil smut twin. Yes, that's right- the tabloids have been right all along. Each of us has an evil, alternate being that goes around writing smut behind our backs. At first, I was concerned. After all, it is a strange feeling, knowing somewhere, you're evil twin is lurking, ready to make two men jump each other in Times New Roman.

Then I realized they were doing a public service. For without smut, where would the yaoi fangirls of the world be? Non existent, I tell you! And having an evil twin is much easier to take than not existing.

So thank you, evil smut twin, wherever you are!