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Warning: SasuNaru, yaoi, OOCness, unbeta-read

Authors' Notes: We apologize for the delay. RL just hit us once more with a lot of space that must be dealt ASAP. Anyway, enjoy.

Extra Chapter: Rage

Kiba covered his mouth and warily looked at Sasuke. Shikamaru and Shino anticipated the moment when Sasuke would lunge forward, grab Kiba's collar and demand from the tactless man the authenticity of the words that left from his mouth. However, Sasuke did none of those. If any, there were no changes in his face or his aura. In fact, he just arched an eyebrow and stated coolly, "Naruto didn't tell me about his relationship with Gaara."

Kiba chuckled and rubbed his nape in an act of being sheepish, at the same time careful. "They'd been going out for a year before Gaara broke up with him six months before you came back here." He looked at his silent companions, "Right, guys?" And if it wasn't for his pleading look, the silent men wouldn't have agreed.

"Knowing Naruto, he might have just forgotten to mention it to you," Shino said and Kiba nodded eagerly.

"Or he just found it troublesome because he's with you," Shikamaru added and the other brunette took a moment to decide if it was safe to agree with the lazy man's statement. When he deemed it safe, he nodded and interjected, "Like, Gaara was his past and you his present and future." He then grinned.

Sasuke nodded and stood up. "It was nice dining out with you guys. Too bad Naruto was nursing a headache."

"Hey, Sasuke," Shikamaru uttered as an afterthought, "You're not mad, are you?"

The man in question shrugged. "Should I be? Past is past." With that said, he left.

"I'm glad he isn't," Kiba muttered then glared when his two companions gave him a 'you-are-an-idiot' look.

"This is Sasuke we're talking about," Shikamaru reminded him.

"You better hope Naruto isn't going to kill you after this," Shino remarked ominously.

"Sheesh."

- SasuNaru is Love-

Sasuke wasn't looking at the road ahead of him. He was glaring at it while anger boiled within him. Naruto hadn't told him. Naruto had kept it a secret from him. Not only Naruto but Gaara also. Gaara - the man who had slept with Naruto. His two childhood friends doing things without his knowing...

At the intimate image of Gaara and Naruto concocted by his mind flashed in front of his eyes, his grip on the steering wheel tightened.

They had betrayed him. They were probably still betraying him or would betray him when he least suspected it. With that thought, anger throbbed beneath his skin.

Assholes.

Calm down, Sasuke told himself over and over again as he walked towards their condominium. Calm down, he ordered himself before he walked inside. He shouldn't get mad now because Naruto had a headache. He could ask about this matter calmly and they could discuss this without him getting worked up. Calm down, he repeated mentally.

However, the trickle of calmness that started to grip him vanished when his anger turned to rage the moment he saw Naruto and Gaara in their living room. They were just talking, but that dark little voice in his mind reminded him how they had betrayed him and convinced him that they were betraying him.

The next thing he knew, he had pinned Gaara against the wall. "You fucking traitor!" he hissed.

A surprise Gaara blinked when he regained his composure and scowled because as far as he knew, he hadn't betrayed anyone. He struggled against Sasuke.

Naruto shook himself from shock and flew towards the two men. He grabbed the back of Sasuke's shirt in his effort to get him off from the struggling redhead. "What the hell is wrong with you?" He stiffened when his lover gave him a sharp murderous glare.

Sasuke disdainfully stared down at Gaara and said, "When I asked you to look after him, I didn't mean for you to sleep with him!"

It was only then did it dawn on the redhead. Sasuke had found out and from the look of things, he found out from someone other than Naruto. How many times did he tell Naruto to tell Sasuke of this matter instead of waiting for a perfect opportunity? Stupid Naruto. Stupid Sasuke. With sheer efforts, he shoved Sasuke and glared at him. "If there was someone I betrayed, it was my own self!" he stated harshly. "I had watched and loved him silently all those years you had been with him! Do you think that had been easy?"

If anything that statement had pissed off the dark-haired man more. "So you took advantage of my absence?"

"Idiot! He came to me on the night he returned from his training in Europe," Gaara snapped.

Sasuke bristled and sharply turned his gaze to the blonde. Until now, Naruto had been ignored by the two men and he wished they had continued ignoring him rather than be under the furious gaze of his lover.

"You!" Sasuke growled, then stopped because he didn't know how to put his emotions into words when they were this intensified. "When were you going to tell me about this? Did you even plan on telling me about this at all?" he demanded coldly.

"I was-"

"Liar!"

"Don't make it sound like I'm a criminal, bastard!" Naruto finally snapped. "You were the one who cast me off like a worn shoe! You made a choice and I did too! Would you have preferred if it was anyone but Gaara?"

Sasuke inwardly winced. Naruto, the idiot, had missed the point. He didn't want him to choose anyone because it hurt... because during those times, he loved him; because he was jealous.

Gaara growled when Sasuke punched the blonde. Before Naruto could retaliate, he tackled the dark-haired man to the floor and slammed his fist into the man's stomach. Why was this scene so achingly and hauntingly familiar to him? Or perhaps to them?

Sasuke threw Gaara off from him with a swift kick and both of them quickly rolled to their feet and lunged forward, their fists pulled back for another punch. Unfortunately, Naruto chose that moment to step between them and in the end, it was him who received the two powerful punches, making his vision blurry.

Sasuke watched while Naruto crumbled to the floor. Without his command, his legs were about to bend beside him so he could comfort the groaning and cursing blonde when Gaara beat him to it. He watched as Gaara checked on his lover. His lover, dammit! He watched, turned and walked away.

"Sasuke" Naruto groaned while he blinked back those annoying little bright lights that swam in front of his vision.

"He left," Gaara told him.

Quickly, Naruto stood up and bolted outside even before the redhead could stop him. He skidded to a halt in front of the elevator which was descending, probably carrying Sasuke to the basement. Unhesitatingly, he took the stairs even though their condominium was in the seventh floor. He just couldn't let Sasuke walk away without telling him! After what was like an eternity and with his lungs burning, he reached the basement just as Sasuke's car speeded past by him. His heart dropped to his stomach. He could have chased after the car if not for his legs that had given up on him after his sudden exercise. He would have stumbled forward if not for Gaara who grabbed his arm and steadied him.

He wasn't quick enough. He had been too late.

He blinked back the tears that threatened to fall from his eyes. He refused to let them fall. He denied himself from crying in front of Gaara. He won't cry because doing so felt like Sasuke's accusations were true. So he looked at Gaara with a grin and declared, "He'll come back so let's continue your talk about your vacation in Hawaii."

Gaara scowled. "I don't think it's wise to dismiss this casually," he said. He knew Sasuke was too angry and jealous to listen, but if Naruto would leave him alone, he'd let his jealousy get the worst of him.

The blonde shook his head. "I know Sasuke. He's too angry to listen and if I try to talk with him, he'll accuse me of trying to brainwash him. I'll give him time to cool down first."

-SasuNaru is love-

Naruto rhythmically tapped his fingers on the coffee table, eyes darting to the wall clock every now and then, checking the time. It had been almost three hours since Sasuke had left and his gut told him that his lover won't be back. He scowled. Truth to be told, he was already sick of waiting. Sure, he told Gaara, who had left fifteen minutes ago that Sasuke needed time to cool down, but three hours were more than enough, right? Why would he leave anyway? For all the coolness his lover possessed, Naruto knew him enough to be certain that Sasuke liked to settle problems between them with a shouting match or an all-out fist-fight. So why hadn't he come back to do just that?

At such thought that Sasuke had no plans of coming home, Naruto started thinking of a place the bastard would go. He definitely couldn't go and stay at any of his friends' house because Sasuke was too proud. He also couldn't drop by at their mutual friends' places because they'd definitely ask him prying questions. Although, Shino and Shikamaru would welcome him in their apartments without bothering to ask, his lover didn't want to be under those speculative and observant gazes. In other words, Sasuke needed a place where he would always be welcome and where his presence would not encourage questions or rumors. Sasuke would definitely go to the Uchiha mansion.

Naruto grinned and grabbed his car keys. If Sasuke won't come back, then he'd just have to go to him. He'd be damned if he'd let this day be over without them making up.

-SasuNaru is love-

The Uchiha butler looked at the blond man who was inquiring if he could go and talk to Sasuke. "Unfortunately, he had informed me that he didn't want to be bothered by anyone." He stressed the last word in the same manner his young master did. "But please come in." A flicker of panic passed his calm and polite face when the younger man shook his head.

"I'll step inside when Sasuke comes for me," Naruto told him. The butler may call him stupid, but the reason why he was so accepted into the Uchiha family and was given the same respect due to any Uchiha member by the servants was because of his connection to the Uchiha successor. If he were to lose that special bond with him, then he was just like any other unexpected guests.

"The master and mistress of the house would not be pleased if they will find out that you are staying outside. They will assume that it is my failure-"

He grinned. "You can tell them the truth and if they come to ask me, I'll tell them." Before the butler could protest, he had turned around and walked to the right end of the porch. The older man frowned and hurriedly went away to inform his mistress.

"What do you mean he won't step inside?" Mikoto said with her brows meeting in a slight frown. She stood up from her chair and went to invite Naruto in. However, the blonde stubbornly refused without any explanation.

He was still in the porch when Fugaku came home that night. The head of the family looked confused seeing his son's 'friend' standing in the porch forlornly.

"Naruto-kun?" His voice snapped the said man from whatever reverie he had.

"Ah! U-uncle, good evening."

"What are you doing here outside? Where is Sasuke?"

"I'm waiting for the bas- I mean, Sasuke."

Fugaku swallowed the chuckle that bubbled within him hearing the blonde's quick cover-up and settled to frowning. "Shouldn't you be waiting inside where it's warm?" He briefly looked at their surrounding and stated, "It's the end of Fall already. It's cold staying outside."

"I'm fine," Naruto quickly assured him. "I like staring at the evening sky in this kind of season."

Fugaku arched his eyebrow in doubt, but knowing how stubborn the blond man could be, he just nodded and excused him to go inside. Perhaps, he should go and discuss this with Mikoto.

Sasuke was passing by on his window overlooking the front porch on his way from his private toilet when coincidentally saw Naruto. At first, he thought it was just a trick of the light, but when he did a double take and stared at the form, he realized that it wasn't a trick. Naruto was there and the intensity of his anger notched up a bit, at the same time, his heart skipped a beat. However, he focused his attention on his anger. What was the blonde doing there waiting in the cold? Was he trying to decorate their porch with his frozen corpse? He stared at his lover's form, trying to figure out if he was wearing a coat and if he did, was it thick enough? He stopped, not liking the fact that he was worrying for the blonde who had kept secrets from him. He walked away from the window and went back to his bed.

Much to his annoyance, between his angry and negative thoughts, concern for the blonde flashed through him and when he couldn't take it anymore, he got out from his room.

Naruto looked up when he heard a polite voice from behind him. He smiled at the young maid who slightly blushed. "Sasuke-sama invited you to get inside the house," she said, not bothering to use the exact words the younger master growled at her.

"Is he still mad?"

She shook her head, but Naruto wasn't stupid enough not to miss the answer written in her gray eyes. He grinned at her, "Thanks, but I won't get inside until he comes out to see me."

"Of course," the maid went to the younger Uchiha's room and told him exactly what the blonde told her. She witnessed how the obsidian eyes burned with cold fury upon hearing those words and for a moment, she felt scared, but Sasuke just nodded stiffly and slammed the door right in front of her face.

The Uchiha butler and Mikoto would take turns trying to convince him to get inside, but Naruto was stubborn and assured them that he was fine; that his jacket was thick enough to keep him warm until they stopped coming. The only ones that graced his presence now were the apathetic moon and the stars that winked at him in mockery and sympathy. He had no way to tell what time it was, seeing that he had forgotten his watch and mobile unit, but he wished that Sasuke would hurry so they could settle this matter before tomorrow comes. With no other way, he counted the stars to distract him from the coldness that seeped into his coat.

-SasuNaru is love-

"I don't think Arashi will be pleased to know his son had gotten sick from staying outside," Mikoto told her youngest son. "Sasuke, I don't know what's going on between you two, but-"

"What will you do if you found out that your lover slept with another person?" Sasuke asked in a fierce whisper.

For a split second, Mikoto stiffened. Did Naruto-? But she had seen the blonde as the type to be committed and loyal. Not to mention that he obviously loved her son so much it was almost unhealthy, so there must be a misunderstanding. She looked at her hurting son and said, "There must be a misunderstanding."

Sasuke whirled around, eyes flashing in anger. "No, there isn't!" he snapped. "He did it with Gaara when I was in London!" His eyes widened as the fact that he had overlooked in his anger slipped past his lips and such reaction wasn't lost in Mikoto.

He had been in London. He had left Naruto. He had chosen work over him.

I can't be with you. I don't want to be with you anymore.

Those had been his words. He had no plans getting back with him and if it weren't for Itachi, he doubt they would ever get back together. The one who understood that the most was Naruto who had chosen to move on.

Sasuke finally understood why he was so mad. The teenager in him who had loved so fiercely had been hurt; had been jealous that Naruto could love and had loved somebody other than himself; someone like Gaara- their childhood friend. It had been Naruto's choice to move on just as it was his choice not to, but it still hurt so badly that he picked anger to cover his pain.

"Mom," he said then realized that Mikoto was no longer there. He sighed and left his room.

-SasuNaru is love-

Naruto snuggled deeper. He softly sighed because he felt comfortable; because he was surrounded by warmth and Sasuke's scent.

Sasuke...

Sasuke?

Sasuke!

His eyelids fluttered open and the first thing he realized was that he was in Sasuke's room and on his bed. That meant- He sat up then blinked at his new clothes. He blushed, thinking that Sasuke had seen his body without his permission. He mentally slapped himself for thinking such thoughts in this situation.

Naruto turned his gaze to where he knew the clock was. His face fell seeing that it was half past two and he hadn't reconciled with Sasuke yet.

"What were you thinking pulling off that stunt?" a cold voice suddenly coming from the darkness demanded, startling the blonde.

Naruto looked at the direction the voice came from and saw a silhouette getting up from the chair and stepping out from the darkness. It was Sasuke, and the blonde felt relieved, happy and dread upon seeing the anger in his obsidian eyes. However, Naruto observed that the anger that was in those eyes weren't as sharp as before, because it was tamed with what looked like to be concern.

Naruto wasn't exactly wrong. Sasuke was concerned, and the anger that was flaring in his eyes was out of worry. It had not been easy for him to step outside and see Naruto unconscious. The fear that flared within him had been overwhelming seeing his lover in such a state. He had been so scared that he was trembling while carrying Naruto inside.

"I wanted to talk with you," Naruto said.

"Do you think you'll achieve that when you drop dead?"

"I... I don't want to lose you again!" Blue eyes were fiercely staring at Sasuke. Then that gaze softened as Naruto continued. "I didn't mean for it to be a secret. I was just waiting for a perfect opportunity to tell you because I didn't want to hurt or make you mad, but I should have known better."

Sasuke remained silent, but he sat himself on the opposite side of his bed.

"Yes, I had loved Gaara more than a friend, and my intentions for us were sincere." He flinched seeing Sasuke's hurt look. "But he broke up with me because he wanted me to be happier... because incest was worse than a homosexual relationship." When his lover gave him a blank look, he explained, slightly blushing, "Remember that time when we were kids? We were planning to get married and decided to make Gaara our child."

"I remember. How could I forget?"

"Then why the blank look?"

Sasuke shrugged. He had been just surprised that even Gaara remembered it.

"The breakup hurt, but meeting you again..." Naruto smiled, "I'm glad he let me go."

Sasuke looked at Naruto. He had lost him once because he chose to live in the future, but he won't lose him again just because he dwelled in the past. "Naruto," he started and reached out to brush the band-aid that covered the bruise his fist had made on left tanned cheek. "I had been an asshole, but I was unreasonably hurt and jealous because..." I love you. He leaned forward, his intent clear, but his lover shied away from him.

"I don't want you to stay with me because your pride was wounded. I don't want you to touch me because you want to settle some score with Gaara."

"Usuratonkachi," Sasuke muttered. "Why would I do that? Gaara and my immature self were your past. I am your present and your future." He planted his arms on both sides to keep his dobe from moving away.

Naruto snorted. "My future? Where did that confidence come from?" he asked while keeping himself from falling on his back by clutching on Sasuke's arms.

Sasuke smirked. It came from the knowledge which Gaara had understood before any of them did- they were meant to be together, but instead of saying that, he asked, "Where do you think it came from?"

Naruto shrugged, not caring and preferred to look into those beautiful sable eyes. Solemnly, he said, "I love you, Sasuke." It was no longer a confession, but a declaration that no one could ever completely hold ownership of his entire aspect of existence other than the man in front of him.

Sasuke's heart tightened, unquestionably overwhelmed by the weight of the blonde's words. Helplessly, he pressed their mouths together, lowered their bodies to the bed and let his hands wander on the body of his conqueror.

The rest of the night caught fire and burned together with them.

-SasuNaru is love-

Upon Naruto's invitation, Gaara went to his childhood friends' place and had an afternoon tea with them before they'd go out for dinner.

"I heard from Naruto that you bumped into someone in Hawaii," Sasuke said. Although that wasn't what he really wanted to talk about, but with Naruto looking at him like that...

Gaara shrugged. "No one important." Before Naruto could say anything to contradict his claim, he turned towards the blonde, "Something's burning."

Naruto sniffed the air and remembered the cookies Sakura asked him to bake. With a cry, he flew towards the kitchen, leaving the other two men alone. His absence changed the atmosphere which was a forced civility into a tensed one. Cool emerald eyes clashed with calm obsidian ones.

"Do you still love him?" Sasuke asked.

Gaara smirked, "Scared?"

"What do you think?"

"You should be," the redhead said haughtily, "because I can take him away from you."

Sasuke immediately tensed and belatedly realized that Gaara was just teasing him. Bringing his cup to his lips to cover his own soft smile, he said, "You can try."

"Do you think I'll succeed?"

"What do you think, son?"

Gaara gave a soft chuckle. "You tell me, father."

And just like that, without any words of apology, they were reconciled and the tensed silence eased into a comfortable one.