Ok, here is the latest update of my Fan Fiction. (And as you can see, I changed the name of the story, -Woo-who!)

I do not own any characters from Naruto -complete sadness-

Warnings for this chapter: language, a little something something between Naruto and Sasuke but not a lot.

After Sasuke took the keys out of the ignition, he looked back at Naruto, who was basically flipping at the thought of having these so called, 'pancakes'. "Sasuke, Sasuke!" Naruto chimed as he gave puppy dog eyes to the slightly older teen. "Can you make my pancakes with chocolate icing…or-or strawberry!" he asked in his cutest voice he could muster.

Sasuke cocked an eyebrow, "Naruto…pancakes don't have icing. They are just plain-" he was cut off when Naruto began to blurt out nonsense.

"What do you mean no icing? Come on! I mean…they are pancakes. They end with the word 'cake'. Cupcakes end with the word cake and they have icing…though I have never had a cup cake," Naruto stopped talking as he began thinking about cupcakes. Sasuke let out a deep sigh as he looked at puzzling Naruto, index finger on chin, giving him the appearance of thinking, and biting his bottom lip.

'So…not only has Naruto missed out on the joys of pancakes, but cupcakes as well? He thought inwardly, 'It must honestly suck…I mean look at him; he is basically a twig, like he never ate at all.' Sasuke let his eyes wonder up and down Naruto's body, examining him to see if there was anything else that stuck out. 'I wonder how his hair stayed so…amazing; I hardly doubt he took a bath or shower…then again he could have gone into the pond by the park. And his skin, it is so…tan; it must be natural, there is no way in hell someone's skin can stay that tan during the winter…wait, what am I thinking? Do I honestly think that he looks decent? Nah, my mind must be playing tricks on me, right?' His thoughts stopped once he noticed Naruto's mouth moving.

"Well…the cupcakes don't matter…" he stated in a sagely like manner, nodding his head. "So are we going inside or what!" he said as he was bouncing in his seat, the stitches in his hip flexing with every movement.

"Can you cut that out? You are going to reopen your wound!" Sasuke scolded as Naruto stopped his movements. He gave a hurt look before he crossed his arms over his chest, directing his gaze straight at Sasuke.

"Well, if you were homeless you'd be excited to know that you are going to get a home," he said in a sad voice. Sasuke could feel a small ping in his heart; it was that look. It looked like the face of a small child that had been beaten, or a puppy that was lost, out alone in the cruel world. 'He doesn't care,' Naruto thought negatively as his eyes diverted to his clutched hands that laid limply in his lap. 'Why would he care? He is probably doing this so I don't-' Naruto froze as he felt a warp touch on his shoulder, a slender finger grazed across his neck slightly, trying to get his attention. He immediately let his neck snap around, Sasuke's face near his. His eyes were a wide; it wasn't often someone spoke to, let alone touched, him in a caring way.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make it sound so rude…" Sasuke said softly. "It is just…If you continue to move too much, you might open your stitches and…well yeah," Sasuke removed his hand from Naruto's shoulder, seeing the look on Naruto's face made him think that he invaded the blonde's personal space. Naruto sighed before he gave Sasuke's arm a playful punch.

"Aw come on man. It's ok, really!" He gave a bright grin. It was fake; a mask to hide his sadness, to hide what he was truly feeling. Sasuke knew this, to him, it was basically impossible for someone to smile like that everyday. Sasuke looked him up and down before he let out a deep breath of air.

"Whatever…Let's just get inside. I don't want to spend all day in a car, and I don't want to freeze my ass off," he stated in a simple tone. He opened the door to his side and got out; the door closing behind him with a good thud, which made the blonde nearly jump. Naruto watched Sasuke with his blue eyes as the black haired teen made his way to the other side of the car and opened the back door to retrieve the wheel chair. Naruto watched Sasuke patiently as the other was having trouble getting the chair into the proper position. "Damn! Sorry, I can't put this thing together now, I need a screwdriver…" He tossed the abused wheel chair back into the car before he closed that door and opened Naruto's. Naruto watched the other as a pale hand reached over his lap and unbuckled his seatbelt. "Ok Naruto…I am going to have to pick you up. Please, don't dig you fingers into my shoulders like you did last time…" Sasuke said as he recalled how the younger reacted when he picked him up with out a moments notice.

"Ok…" Naruto said softly. He honestly hated being picked up, it scared him; he actually had ten reasons why he disliked being lifted up by someone, each differing in vast ranges. Naruto let his muscles tense as those pale, strong arms slid under him, one supporting his back, the other under the backs of his knees. Out of fear, he let his arms wrap around Sasuke's neck, squeezing tightly. "Please don't drop me!" he yelped as Sasuke lifted him from the seat.

"It's ok Naruto, I won't drop you," Sasuke said softly as he noticed Naruto was tightening his death grip around his neck. He balanced the blond in his arms and kicked the door close with his boot-covered foot. "There we go," he started as he looked down at Naruto. 'He looks like a little kid…' Sasuke noted as he saw the other's head pressed deeply into his chest, eyes closed tight. "Ok, ready to go inside?" he questioned as he gave Naruto a little shake. He only got a nod from the smaller as he kept his eyes closed and head buried in a warm, muscular chest. Sasuke let out a sigh as he walked up to his house, trying not to slip on the icy pathway.

It was not a big house, nor a small one. It was medium sized, big enough to house at least four people. The brick building stood strongly against the cold wind and windows were slightly iced. Sasuke walked carefully up some steps that lead to the front door, trying not to trip with the fragile one in his arms. Once he was there he cleared his throat. "Um Naruto…" he began as he carefully pulled a ring of keys from his pockets. "You are going to have to loosen your grip if I want to open the door." Naruto was hesitant at first before he let his arms relax. Sasuke let his hand go up to the lock and slid the bronze key in. He twisted it to the right, hearing a click, and pushed open the wooden door, "We are…home." Naruto finally let his head lift up. His mouth dropped as he looked at his new surroundings. The wooden floor was a nice cherry color, walls were a clean white, and there were paintings hanging from the walls. But that was only the entryway. Sasuke took a few more steps before turning, waltzing into the living room.

"Wow! Nice place," Naruto commented as he spotted a black leather love seat along with a matching recliner. There was a slightly big screen T.V that was pushed up against one wall and was connected to all sorts of wires. He could see another hallway, which probably lead to bedrooms and a bathroom or two, and also saw part of the kitchen that was hidden behind a wall. "Do you live here by yourself?" he asked curiously.

"No," Sasuke started as he stopped walking and they were now in the middle of the living room. "I live here with my older brother…but he is away and won't be back…for a while," he said softly. It was not often his older brother, Itachi, was home due to the fact he was a traveling researcher, going to various countries and doing whatever that he does. He looked down at the blond, who had an 'Oh, I'm sorry that I said anything' look and shook off his saddened expression. "Come on…I will show you your room, then we can eat some pancakes…"

!Time skip!

Naruto was happily sitting on the sofa now. He had just seen his room, which was pretty plain looking; it only contained a bed, dresser, nightstand, and a lamp, nothing more. The floor was made of the same colored wood, like the rest of the house, and the walls were still white. He also noted his room was right across from Sasuke's. He felt content with his new living area and was watching a bit of T.V. He was currently stuck on a simple cartoon. Yes, it would be odd to see a teenager watching cartoons, but he had never seen anything like it and was completely captivated. He had been placed on the love seat and was a good five feet away from the big screen; he would have sat closer, but Sasuke placed him here, and he couldn't move with out some assistance. His stomach was already letting out loud roars of hunger, as he could smell various scents coming from within the kitchen.

"Sasuke!" Naruto began to whine as he looked behind him, looking into the kitchen. "When will it be done? I'm hungry." All he got was a huff from the raven haired teen as he watched the other begin to flip some sort of thing in a pan, then went off to a grease filled pan and was pulling out some sort of meat. He just crossed his arms over his chest as he returned to the T.V. The other was taking too long. He was hungry right now, and was not very patient. He frowned as he gripped his stomach, which was continuing to let out cries of starvation. He just tried his best to hold on, making sure his eyes were focused on the screen rather than the smell that was starting to intoxicate the house.

Naruto was about to scream out again, when he felt a tap on his shoulder. He let his head turn and his eyes grew big with excitement as he saw a plate of food in Sasuke's hand, another identical plate in the other. "Time to eat," Sasuke pronounced as he walked around the small sofa, taking a seat next to Naruto, and placing the warm plate in the other's lap. "I made you some chocolate chip pancakes and a few strips of bacon. I also took the privilege of putting syrup on there as well."

"Wow thanks!" Naruto chimed as he was fixing to use his hands to eat. That was how he always ate whenever he was lucky enough to successfully steal food, or find some in a dumpster.

"Naruto…" Sasuke said was he grabbed the other's wrist before it came in contact with the syrup; Sasuke did not want the blond to get his fingers all sticky, and then touch his furniture. "You do not use your fingers…you use a fork," he added, gesturing to the steel utensil between his own fingers. Naruto gave him a weird look; the look that said, 'What the hell is a fork?' Sasuke sighed as he took the fork. "Ok, obviously you have never used a fork…so I will just have to help you eat." Naruto was completely offended by that comment.

"Hey! I can do it by myself! I don't need your help!" he shouted at the other, who was cutting a piece of pancake to give to him. He was not a baby, and did not need to be feed like one. He had spent his entire life out in the streets; surely he could grasp the capability of 'The Fork'.

"Naruto just let me help you," Sasuke argued as Naruto gave him a twisted face of dissatisfaction. Sasuke knew Naruto felt like he was being treated like a kid, but he need help, after all, he was hit by a SUV. "Look. Just open your mouth and let me help you eat!" His voice was starting to rise. He was getting frustrated with Naruto's stubbornness.

"I don't need your help! I am not a baby!" that was all Sasuke got, a loud come back from the other, and that made a little button in his head go 'CLICK'. Suddenly, his grip on the fork tightened and his knuckles were slowly turning white.

"Naruto, shut the fuck up and let me help you!" he shouted at the top of his lungs. He knew he had Naruto's attention. He could see the other's eyes snap open. He saw how wide those blue eyes got when is voice echoed through the halls like a speaker. He also noticed how the other's body gave a small tremble here and there...

Ha Ha! A tiny cliffhanger, well, not really but still! So yeah, same drill with the reading and the reviewing. Plus, please tell me what you think of the new title!

-Red (lots of writing love)