xxxChapter 5: Blooming (Part Two)xxx

Oblivion eyes fluttered open to the blistering morning rays of the sun beating against them.

Sasuke blinked confusedly as he took in his surroundings. 'This isn't my room...'He pressed a palm against the softness beneath him. 'And this isn't my bed.'

A groan slowly seeped from his mouth as he curled on the mattress. Where the hell am I?

But yesterday came back to him, and he remembered very clearly where he was. He sat up, sheet pooling around his waist.

But if he was in the bed...then where was...?

He jerked as droplets of rain began pounding furiously against the window, and the sound of a flushing toilet was heard.

Naruto stepped out of the bathroom with a grin, and Sasuke's brows furrowed as the boy sauntered towards him. "Naruto?" He frowned and asked, "How did I get on your bed?"

But the blond didn't answer, simply continued grinning. And when he reached the bed, he did something that tore a gasp from Sasuke's throat and nearly made his face burn from heat.

He straddled him.

Naruto only seemed encouraged by his embarrassment, because he smirked and ground his hips down, pushing Sasuke's into the bed and leaned in so their noses touched. "Morning teme," blew hotly across his senses.

Sasuke's heart was beating erratically, and his stomach flipped when he realized, that he didn't dislike this at all. In fact, he was getting hard from it. He cleared his throat and licked his lips, "What are you doing, dobe?"

Again Naruto ignored his question, instead choosing to place a hand on Sasuke's bare back and press their bodies flush against one another. "Wanna take a shower?" he whispered.

Sasuke groaned and threw his head back, letting out a breathy "yes" when Naruto lifted himself and began grinding his pelvis into the his stomach.

Naruto smiled mischievously and pressed his lips against the raven's ear, "Mmmm, but Sasuke," his fingers snaked up Sasuke's back, sliding into the silky strands at the nape of his neck. "I need you to do something for me first."

Sasuke gasped when Naruto put more force into his grinding, and he began to grind back, thrusting fervently against the inside of a tanned thigh. "Anything," he rasped.

Naruto was panting now, his movements frantic. "Nhn...Sasuke, I need you..."

"Fuck, what Naruto?" he ground out as a wandering tongue curiously slid over his face.

"Ha...I need you to..."

Sasuke made a noise of displeasure when the blond's movements ceased, but he continued to thrust himself against the other's thigh, despite Naruto's sudden lack of enthusiasm.

Naruto looked down at the still moving hips for a moment before gripping Sasuke's shoulders with a cheeky grin. "I need you to wake up."

"What?" Sasuke choked out hastily, his thrusting not slowing down; he was close to coming, he could feel it.

But Naruto did something that forced him to stop, he shook him violently back and forth. "Wake up!"

"The hell!"

Black eyes shot open to the sight of a tan stomach. Naruto was over him with a hand placed on his shoulder, a pair of jeans on, and hair dripping from a recent shower.

Sasuke moaned at the image, before realizing that he was on the floor...on his stomach, and still rolling his hips softly against the ground.

He stopped himself with a blush.

Naruto sat back up with an amused grin. "That must have been one damn good dream you were having. I came out of the bathroom and found you moaning and pounding yourself into my floor." He frowned, "Hey! If you made a mess, you better damn well clean it up! I don't want your..." his eyes flickered in search of a word, "stuff on my floor!"

Sasuke wasn't listening, he was still aroused, and Naruto's voice wasn't really helping the situation. He bolted from the floor and dashed to the bathroom, shutting the door and locking it. He yanked down his boxers and kicked them off, wrapping a hand around his swelling dick and letting out a ragged breath. He stroked himself fast and hard, not bothering with technique or grace; he needed release, and he needed it now.

He closed his eyes and pictured his hand as Naruto's anus, as he pounded into him mercilessly. Oh God, he'd make Naruto holler and beg for it, call out his name as he arched off the mattress.

Sasuke felt himself smile at the image, and he bit his lip to hold in cry.

He flinched back to reality when a fist rapped loudly on the door he was leaning on.

"Hey hey! Don't relieve yourself in my bathroom! Take a shower or something!"

Sasuke frowned and, with a lot of effort, slowed his hand down. Naruto was right, if he continued like this, he might wind up calling out the blond's name. Then he would be in real trouble.

He forced his hand away from his erection and stumbled to the shower, manhood pulsing painfully and breath choppy as he turned the knob for 'cold', not even glancing at the 'hot' one.

He stepped inside, starting almost violently when the icy droplets pounded against his heated skin. After adjusting to the stinging sensation, it felt wonderful, and he was slightly surprised that steam hadn't erupted from the contact.
Sasuke shivered and threaded slim fingers through his hair, smoothing it back and breathing harshly as he thought of everything and anything to help will away his hard-on.

When he finally calmed down, Sasuke coughed and slowly dropped down to his knees. He sat utterly still, shocked that he had lost control like that and at what had occurred.
Outside, Naruto had his ear pressed to the door, listening with interest. Sasuke had made a gagging noise like he was about to vomit, and it worried him a bit...he didn't want vomit on his floor. He backed away when the shower cut off.

Blinking and licking his lips, he asked, "Do you need a towel?"

"What do you think?" came the snipped reply.

Naruto pouted and grabbed the towel he'd been using earlier from the bed, then walked back over to the door and knocked.

Sasuke cracked open the wood and snatched the towel out of the blond's hand, wrapped it around his waist and walked out.

Naruto felt his whole face burn up and jerked his head to the side. If an undeniably attractive boy walked out of your bathroom dripping wet with nothing but a small, fluffy white towel around his waist, despite how much of an ass that boy was, chances are you're going to blush. "Do you need some clothes?" he murmured.

Sasuke huffed, "Wow dobe, you're on a roll today. Tell me, did you figure that out all by yourself?"

Naruto glared at him. "Will you stop being such a bastard? I'm only trying to help! Would you prefer to go out naked? Or in your dirty, damp clothes that you wore yesterday? Because that can be arranged very easily."

Sasuke pressed a palm to his forehead and closed his eyes. "I'm sorry, I'm just a little frustrated. Yes, I need some clothes."

Naruto's face softened at the apology. He walked to his closet and pulled out a pair of jeans and two black shirts, one short-sleeved and one sleeveless.

He grinned and handed the jean and the short-sleeved shirt to Sasuke. "Kiba wants us to be friends? Fine, then how about we match today? That's pretty friendly."

"That's pretty stupid." Sasuke drawled, staring at his hands in which the articles were clasped.

Naruto chuckled and shrugged, slipping his own top over his head, and frowned when Sasuke didn't move. "What's wrong?"

"Underwear."

Naruto smiled and stuffed his hands in his pockets. "What's wrong with going commando?"

"Don't even go there."

Naruto shrugged and fished out a pair of boxers from a drawer, tossing them to the pale boy and turning around to give him some privacy.

When he felt a tap on his shoulder, he turned back and was met with a smirking Sasuke, clothes nearly a mirror image of himself. He smiled. "Well gosh, who knew you'd look so good getting into my pants?"

Sasuke's eyes flashed as a stirring began in said pants. "Hn, careful what you say, dobe."

Naruto snorted a laugh and crossed his arms, unaware of the effects his playful comment had caused as he plopped down on the bed. "So, wanna tell me about that wonderful dream you were having this morning?" He closed his eyes for a moment before opening them again, and leaned back on his hands with his legs spread out, oblivious to the provocative position. "Or why I woke up to you half way on my bed with tear stains on your face? I had to shove you back down on the futon."

Sasuke flushed but did not answer.

The blond grinned. "I thought maybe you were trying to molest me in my sleep, but the obvious crying kinda ruled that out." His grin widened and he spread his legs further, bucking his hips suggestively, "Gotta say, I was a bit disappointed, teme."

Sasuke flushed deeper at the boy's perverse teasing.

Naruto noticed Sasuke's discomfort and chuckled to himself, grin faltering slightly. "Did you have a bad night? Or a nightmare?"

The Uchiha glanced away, remembering the delicious hardness dream-Naruto had grounded and pushed into his stomach. "Not...necessarily."

Naruto tilted his head."...Opposite of a nightmare?"

"..."

He smirked. "Must have been one hell of a dream, it was like you were trying to fuse yourself with my floor. I tried dripping water on your face after I came out of the shower and saw you, but you didn't even blink."

Sasuke's blush, if fucking possible, deepened. Naruto's shower would explain the rain in the dream, and if he had water dripped on his face, that was probably what he felt when Naruto's...tongue slipped all over him.

He groaned and buried his face in his hands; sure he'd had wet dreams before, but he'd never had one as vivid or...enjoyable as that one had been.

Naruto turned his head with a sultry leer aimed at Sasuke. "So...who was this person who got you all hot and bothered, huh?"

Okay, time to change the subject, "What time is it?"

Naruto blinked at the abrupt jump in topic but shrugged and opened a drawer from his nightstand, pulling out a tiny, digital clock. "Eleven forty five."

"E-eleven forty five?!"

"Yeah."

"We're late!"

"So?"

"Why didn't you wake me up sooner?! Why didn't you wake up sooner?!"

"Jesus Christ, will you calm down?"

"Where's my bag?!"

"...Sasuke?"

"Fuck! We missed first and second period!"

"Sasuke!"

"I have so much fucking work to make up!"

"SASUKE!!"

"What?!"

Naruto sighed and stood up, gripping the other's shoulders. "Calm. Down." He took two of his fingers and pressed them against a pale neck, right below the raven's jaw. His eyes widened, "Well what do you know, a pulse, which means you're NOT dead, relax." he let his arms fall.

Sasuke slowly lifted a hand and covered the spot Naruto had touched tentatively with his palm, as if in an attempt to trap the warmth there.

"It's easy," the blond stated with a smile. "Breathe in," he took in a breath of air and then exhaled it slowly to sweep over Sasuke's face, unknowingly forcing his heart to skip a beat. "Breathe out. Super simple."

Sasuke looked down at the boy, feeling a drop of sweat trickle down his temple. They needed to leave before the other saw what kind of effect he was having on him, "Let's go, we have fourth period together." He'd be damned if Naruto questioned his behavior before he even found out just what the hell he was feeling himself.

x-X-0-X-x

"Nhn...Sasuke why don't we wait until fifth period? Let's skip fourth."

Sasuke stopped in the middle of the hallway, turning to the other, "Why?"

The blond looked down and fiddled with the strap of his backpack, twining it around his fingers. "I can't stand chemistry, it's pointless and we'll never use it for anything."

Sasuke placed a hand on his hip and raised a brow, staring quietly at the boy.

Naruto frowned with a furrowed brow. "Fine, you go, but I'm skipping." he turned to leave but a hand caught his wrist.

'Hey! Let go! What did I tell you about personal space?!"

"Let's make a deal."

He blinked. "Hm? What kind of deal?"

"I'll allow to teach me how to be loose, but in exchange, you have to allow me to help you in school."

"What the fuck kind of deal is that?"

"I don't want you to fail."

"I'm not failing." Naruto muttered defensively.

"D's and C's aren't exactly top notch Naruto. Let me help make you better, I'll make it so you don't even borderline failing grades."

Naruto snorted and turned his head up slightly. "Why the hell do you care if I fail or not?"

Sasuke tightened his grip and yanked the other close enough for their breaths to mingle. He stood quietly, flicking back and forth between cobalt eyes, as if they would reveal the answer to him, because Lord knows he sure as hell didn't have it. "...I don't know." He dropped the tan wrist and started towards their class, vaguely listening above the pounding in his ears as the other fell in step beside him.

x-X-0-X-x

Kakashi's visible eye widened in surprise when his most famous students walked into his room together. "Sasuke, Naruto, nice of you to join us." He blinked twice as he registered what it was he was looking at, "And...you're matching, how nice."

Naruto nodded slightly and walked to the back of the room, plopping down in his secluded seat.

Sasuke frowned at him. And he made sure everyone's shocked, pale faces watched as he followed and sat in the empty beside him.

Every student had their mouths hanging open, and one person laughed, thinking it had to be a joke.

Kakashi suddenly dropped his orange novel to the floor and bolted to the window, opening it and sticking his head out.

A blond girl frowned at him. "Mr. Hatake...what are you doing?"

"Sasuke comes in late? And two of my students who supposedly hate each other are wearing matching clothes, coming in and sitting together?" He stuck his head out further, fingers clenching around the window sill. "The first dollar that falls out of that sky is mine."

x-X-0-X-x

After Kakashi got over his shock, he assigned book work, pissed because, as it turns out, money wasn't going to fall from the sky.

Naruto groaned and threw his pencil on the table. "Fuck this shit, I quit."

Sasuke smiled and stood up, lifting his desk and pushing it next to the fuming blond's, then sat back down.

Naruto grinned. "Wow, you're pretty strong for someone who looks so girly."

"I'm going to let that slide and pretend it was the frustration talking. Now, tell me what you don't understand."

Naruto spread his arms out over the textbook, "Everything."

"A little more specific."

Azure eyes narrowed at him. "...You're being awfully nice and cooperative today, wanna tell me who pulled that stick out of your ass?"

"Hn" Sasuke smirked and tapped the other's book with his finger, "Work, dobe."

Naruto pouted, albeit ticked that Sasuke hadn't taken his bait, their quarrels were fun when they were playful. "Fine, explain it to me, oh wise Uchiha."

"What do you need me to explain?"

"I don't know! These letters! And the numbers! And the parenthesis!"

"The chemical formula."

"And what are these lines for?"

"The bonds, covalent bonding."

Sasuke blushed when Naruto suddenly pushed his whiskered face into his chest. "Looking at it hurts," he muffled into the cloth.

"Dobe." He had noticed that lately their usual insults, "dobe" and "teme", were becoming more like pet names whenever they were used rather than hurtful words. He reluctantly pushed the boy off and pulled out a scrap paper and drew on it.

Naruto glared at the scribble, "What the hell is that?"

"Lewis dot structure."

"What?"

Sasuke chuckled. "Look, this element has seven valence electrons," he pointed with his pencil, "you know what that is right?"

"Yeah."

"Okay, this one" he switched to another element, "has six."

"....Okay."

"Now, in covalent bonding, the electrons are shared, not transferred like in ionic bonding. Covalent bonding is a bond between two elements, while ionic bonding is a bond between two ions, a cation and an anion. A positive and a negative - you following?"

Naruto nodded. "Mostly, keep going."

"So, there's a rule, the octet rule, which states that every element's goal is to obtain eight valence electrons. With the exceptions of sulfur, hydrogen, bromine, and phosphorus, because every element wants to be a noble gas, and a noble gas has eight valence electrons. So the lines you have to draw are the bonds the elements create so they can share electrons." He drew a line between the atoms, "So now this atom has eight electrons and this one has seven, are we finished?"

"No, you need to make a double bond so the other one can have eight too."

Sasuke smiled, "Exactly."

Naruto's eyes widened. "Holy fucking shit! I understand! You're fucking amazing!" He snatched the pencil out of Sasuke's hand and drew the double bond, then looked back at his 'tutor', "From now on, you're sitting next to me every day." he went back to finish the problems.

Sasuke felt foreign warmth spread out in his chest as he watched the other boy work; the way Naruto's tongue poked out slightly in concentration, the sway of his hair against his forehead as his body moved over the problems. His heart hitched when Naruto glanced up at him, perhaps feeling the other's eyes on himself, and gave him a bright smile.
Maybe this new feeling wasn't all that bad after all.

x-X-0-X-x

The bell rang and Sasuke stood up, waiting for Naruto to finish packing his materials.

When they were about to walk out the door, it was slammed in their faces, a smiling Kakashi in front of it, mask pulled down.

Sasuke frowned, "What is it?"

"Don't know, why don't you tell me?"

"What do you mean?"

"You weren't in school yesterday Sasuke, and normally, even though you're never absent, that wouldn't be a problem. But Naruto wasn't here either. Now, I expect that from you Naruto, you have a tendency to skip my class like an anorexic person skips a meal, but suddenly my top student is ditching and coming late to class with you? I believe I'm owed an explanation."

Sasuke unconsciously placed an arm in front of Naruto, "I was sick."

"Of course you were. Now listen, I'm glad you decided to become friends with Naruto, Sasuke. And Naruto, it's good that Sasuke has sparked some kind of interest in your studies. You do know what they say, opposites attract." He pulled out his book and buried his nose in it, "But if I see that this attraction will start causing problems, believe me, something will be done, am I clear?"

Both boys nodded, and Kakashi smiled. "Good then, keep that in mind, and go enjoy your lunch. Later."

x-X-0-X-x

"Eat it."

"But I'm not-"

"Eat it!"

Sasuke glared at the blond that was insistently shoving a slice of pizza in his face, "Dobe, I'm not hung-"

"Please?"

Sasuke blinked, "What?"

Naruto had gotten on his knees in front of Sasuke and somehow doubled the size of his blue eyes, made tears leak out from their corners and pursed his lips into an irresistibly adorable pout. "Please Sasuke?"

Sasuke felt heat rush both north and south in his body. "Why?"

"Kiba and Gaara don't believe that you eat fat food, I just wanna show them that you can! C'mon Sasuke," he leaned forward slightly, putting himself between Sasuke's legs, "I'll lick your finger again..." he offered with a flirty smile.

"Uhn..." he looked away, that offer being far too tempting. Not to mention those fucking blue eyes were about to break him, and Naruto on his knees to him, was a very...suggestive position. He held his hand out, "A bite, give me."

Naruto grinned hard enough to split his face and jumped up, shoving the pizza in Sasuke's mouth.

The raven's hands flew out into the air as a muffled "Fuck!" left his mouth. He pushed Naruto off and threw the pizza, or what was left of it, at Kiba's laughing face.

Sasuke glared angrily at the blond. "Are you trying to suffocate me you idiot?! I said a bite!"

Naruto smiled and swiped a finger across Sasuke's lips, coming off with tomato sauce and winking, "C'mon teme, I'm just having fun." He stuck the finger in his mouth, replaying what he had done at the arcade.

'Jesus' Sasuke looked away and licked his lips, cleaning the residue sauce and moistening them. "Fucking moron..."

Naruto stilled in his actions and glared half-heartedly at Sasuke; he was in a playful mood. "Stop calling me that before I fuck you in the ass."

Sasuke was appalled. "If anyone's getting fucked anywhere, it's you!"

Naruto smiled while picking at the dirt under his fingernails, "Huh, good to know."

"Well," Kiba cut in, "If you two could stop threatening to fuck each other for a moment, Naruto, what's this I hear about you actually working in chemistry class?"

Naruto brightened up, "Holy shit Kiba! You should've seen it! I was completely lost, right? And then Mr. Genius over here talks to me for 2 minutes and I understand everything! It was incredible!"

Kiba turned to Sasuke, "Wow, so not only are you rich, pretty, and smart, but you're a miracle worker too? Sure you don't want to stay with us permanently?"

Sasuke looked to Naruto, then up at Gaara, meeting his quiet, cold gaze for a moment before shrugging, "Dunno, maybe if I'm...persuaded." Whoa...where did that come from?

Naruto raised a brow, oblivious as always, before his eyes shone with excitement. "Kiba, Gaara, you'll never guess what! Our pristine bastard here has an alter ego that's a dirty pervert! You should've heard the things he said to me last night!" He abruptly got shoved off his chair, "Hey!"

Sasuke's vein was pulsing dangerously in his forehead. "We're moving on now, dobe."

Kiba pounded a fist in the air, "Hey wait a minute! I wanna hear what you said!"

"Moving on."

"Oh, Sasuke!"

Sasuke's face paled at the shrill squeal. No...oh no please..."...Sakura..."

Sakura Haruno, one of Sasuke's more persistent fans, suddenly came up behind him and wrapped her arms around her obsession, "Oh Sasuke! What are you doing here?"

Naruto managed to get back on his chair and looked up at Sakura with a bright smile, "Oh, hey Sakura!"

The girl let go of Sasuke and made a disgusted face at the blond. "Don't talk to me you annoying loser."

Naruto's cheeriness suddenly vanished and a frown marred his face. Kiba growled and Gaara's nonexistent eyebrows bunched together. Sasuke was only focused on the way Naruto's face had gone from vibrant to sullen in a manner of seconds, all because of that one sentence.

Sakura huffed and placed her hands on her hips, "Sasuke, why are you hanging out with this garbage? They're just a bunch of low-lives, especially the blond one, he doesn't even have any parents, I mean really-"

Sasuke slammed his hands on the table and shot up, glaring death at the girl. "Take it back."

"Huh? But, Sasuke -"

"Take it back!"

"What-"

"Don't you ever speak to them like that! Especially Nar-"

A pull at his sleeve cut off his sentence, and he glanced down at Naruto.

"Sasuke don't, it's okay, we're used to it...I'm used to it."

The Uchiha's blood boiled. Used to it? 'You shouldn't have to be used to it.'

He snapped back at the girl, "Apologize."

"But I don't-"

"Apologize!"

Sakura's lips parted and closed silently, a pressure building behind her eyes as the man she loved scolded her so angrily.

Sasuke girt his teeth and glared at her. "If you're not going to apologize, then leave."

The tears slipped out, and Sakura glanced at Naruto curiously, then once more at Sasuke before sniffing and walking away.

Sasuke snorted at her stupidity and fell into the chair, staring at Naruto's hand that was still on his sleeve.

Naruto caught him looking and released the fabric, "Sorry..."

Sasuke's features softened at the boy, but his forehead scrunched a bit as something hit him like a ton of bricks. He bit his lip at the thought: Was that how he used to treat these boys? Was that how he treated Naruto? Did he really call him things like that? It seemed so unreal now; he couldn't think of Naruto that way anymore.

Naruto was a lot of things, but garbage, scum, nobody...he definitely didn't fall into any of those categories.

x-X-0-X-x

Sasuke opened the door to his room and threw his bag on his bed.

He groaned and slowly sat down on his computer chair, cradling his head in his hands.

Why? Why had he reacted so strongly to Sakura's insults? Why did he feel the need to protect Naruto, when he obviously didn't want protection?

A sigh of frustration snuck past his lips. These feelings that were forcing themselves on him were getting stronger, whatever they were. After he'd parted from Naruto and the other two at lunch, he had to admit, the rest of the day had been rather dull without the blond's presence. To put the experience in words, he supposed it would be closest to...empty, or boring. But they'd met up at the end of the day, and Sasuke's heart had sped up immensely when Naruto gave him a 'thank you' hug for offering to help him with his school work. But he didn't bring up the Sakura incident, instead he chose to flick a finger across Sasuke's nose playfully and say, "And we're going to teach you how to pull that stick out by yourself."

Sasuke smiled at the memory; not the best or what he'd like for Naruto to say to him, but it would be a treasured one nonetheless.

He jumped when his door was thrown open, an immensely pissed off Fugaku standing in the entrance.

Sasuke relaxed and swiveled the chair around so he could fall on his bed. "Can I help you?"

"Uchiha. Sasuke."

He stayed quiet for a moment, pondering what Naruto would say to something like that. "That's my name."

Fugaku snorted and shut the door, then sat down on the bed as well. "Your school called yesterday, said you weren't there."

"Hn."

His eyes narrowed, "And you didn't come home last night."

He didn't respond.

"Why?" his father asked venomously.

Sasuke shrugged, "C'mon now, I don't go and ask you about your personal life now do I?"

Fugaku's teeth gritted as he stared at his son. "This isn't like you Sasuke."

Said boy abruptly sat up and stared his father defiantly in the face. "People change; maybe you should give it a try."

Fugaku's face flushed red with anger, and he stood up with haste. "I have people waiting for me downstairs...don't let this happen again Sasuke." He turned around and stormed out.

Sasuke blew a bang out of his face and smirked, falling back on the bed.

His door cracked open again and he rolled his eyes and sat up with a cocky smile. "What is it now fa..." His smile slipped to a scowl, "What the hell are you doing in here?"

Itachi stood in front of the closed door, smiling wickedly at Sasuke. "Is that any way to speak to your aniki?"

"Get out," Sasuke growled.

"Now now Sasuke, no need to get nasty."

Sasuke's teeth gritted painfully, "Get. Out."

"Hn, don't think I don't know what you're up to, otouto."

"I don't know what you're talking about you asshole, get the hell out now."

Itachi pushed himself off the door, dark hair falling over his thin shoulders. He stood up straight and stepped closer to the bed, "But what about that little blond friend of yours? I'm sure he knows."

Fury bubbled up in Sasuke's chest, and a surge of protectiveness, origin unknown, rushed forward. "Leave him alone Itachi. Don't coax him into your sick games."

"But he seems so fun."

"Don't you dare touch him."

Itachi reached into his shirt pocket. "Maybe he'd enjoy a little party, ne? Private, of course."

"You sadistic bastard." He stood up, "Get the fuck out and don't you go near Naruto."

The elder Uchiha pulled something out of his pocket and placed it on the bed.

Sasuke's eyes widened. "What the...get that shit out of here!"

"A present, for you and your new friends, otouto."

Sasuke tangled his fingers in his hair, looking anywhere but at what Itachi had placed on his bed. "Where did you get that? Why do you have that?" His breathing became harsh and short when Itachi failed answer him. "I could go down right now and show it to everyone," he threatened.

"Hm," Itachi turned and twisted the knob on the door, "You could do that, yes, but I'm only being nice. Besides, do you really think they will take your word over mine? Especially with your recent misbehavior and lack of respect for father?" He chuckled; "You might want to think it over." He walked out.

Sasuke stood still with shock as he stared at the item on his bed. "Son of a..."

One unlabeled, small, plastic bag of a powdery white substance.