All most done people! About two more chapters I think. Okay, so a lot of you were upset that the last chapter had everything but the SasuNaru snippet, but honestly, the chapter would have ended up being way too long if I didn't stop it there. So, I think two of my ever faithful reviewers will love this chapter! The rest of you, I'm not sure. But I hope it makes you look forward to the next.

Boy Count: 4

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. (And I'd put the name of the person who does, but I am too lazy to look up how to spell it. lol)

"Sasori," growled Sasuke. Now that he was close enough to see who was dancing with Naruto he was furious, confused, but furious. He had no idea why Sasori was sexually harassing the blonde. Sasuke was well aware that Sasori was dating Deidara; they came over to his and Itachi's house often enough.

Naruto was frozen. He was just about to smash the bastard's face in when the other bastard showed up, and something about his expression was murderous. Before he could react to the latest arrival, his arm –the same one he was about to hit Sasori with- was gripped in a vice-like grip and he was quickly spun away from the red-head and into the arms of a surprised Sasuke.

Sasuke was shocked when the blonde was practically thrown at him, but he managed to catch him on reflex.

Sasori chuckled, "He's all yours. My job here is done," before he disappeared into the crowd.

Sasuke and Naruto were frozen in shock, but for different reasons.

Naruto didn't understand what had happened. One second he was being molested by a stranger, and the next he was in the arms of the last person he was expecting to be in the arms of.

Sasuke was confused because of how Sasori acted. Why had he gone through the trouble of molesting the blonde when he was just going to toss him aside the next second! It was very suspicious in his opinion; especially, because of the last thing Sasori said before he left. And he had a sneaking feeling that Itachi was behind it.

"Hey, teme," Sasuke could barely hear the blonde over the music since his voice was that of someone in a daze. "You can let me go now."

Sasuke helped to steady the other man on his feet before loosening his grip, but he didn't let go all together. Instead, he chose to rest his hands on the blonde's hips.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Naruto turned around in the taller man's arms so that he could face him.

"What does it look like, usuratonkachi, dancing," scoffed Sasuke as he pulled the blonde closer.

"Okay, but why?" asked Naruto. He made sure to hold absolutely still even though other was swaying to the music. He didn't get what Sasuke was doing. Hadn't he already had sex with the man? Why was he still around? Shikamaru said he was after sex, so he gave him sex! Honestly, to Naruto it was the easiest solution. It wasn't like he lost his virginity, so he didn't really give a shit. And although he highly doubted Sasuke had any STD's, he'd made sure the man wore a condom.

"Just because, dobe," sighed Sasuke. He really wished the idiot would shut up and dance already. He didn't want to think about answers to questions that he himself didn't know the answer to. He didn't know why he'd gone after the blonde again. He didn't know why he had the urge to wrap his arms around him and dance with him. And he didn't know why he had the urge to fuck him into the nearest bed for a second time. He just didn't know!

"Well, go dance with someone else," replied Naruto as he tried to escape from the man's arms.

"No," Sasuke scoffed once more, "I'm not going to dance with strangers."

"Then go dance with Neji! I'm sure I saw him earlier!" huffed Naruto. He could easily escape the taller man's grasp, but he didn't want to resort to violence for such a minor offense as holding, and just pulling away wasn't working!

"Just dance with me," please. Sasuke did not speak the last word, but it was in his thoughts. Uchihas did not say please. They might say 'thank-you' or 'you're welcome' –if you were lucky- but not 'please'. 'Please' sounded like begging, and Uchihas did not beg. "Besides," he added, "I'm almost certain Neji is busy with Gaara. He has a little 'crush' on your friend." Sasuke said it as if he was being forced to eat something vile.

"Is there something wrong with that?" growled Naruto, "If he has true feelings for Gaara, then there's nothing wrong with him expressing them."

Sasuke remained silent. He could tell the blonde was becoming upset, and he really didn't want a black eye. Plus he didn't want the blonde to pull away.

"Are you drunk?" asked Naruto after a minute of silence. He just couldn't comprehend why Sasuke wouldn't leave him alone! Even in high school the man had been know as a playboy or 'lady/man killer'. But one thing that was certain is the raven-haired teen had never slept with someone more than once. Hell, he didn't even talk to the people he slept with afterward. And if Shikamaru was correct, the man he had become was very much the same.

"Buzzed, yes; drunk, no," replied Sasuke as he pulled the blonde against him and began to sway to the music.

Naruto sighed, but gave in. He liked the song that was on, and he didn't particularly care for dancing alone. All it did was attract perverts.

"Hey, blondie."

Naruto almost wanted to groan in frustration! He had spoken- or thought- too soon!

"Mind if I steal you for a dance?"

Naruto glanced over his shoulder to see a rather scary looking man. He had orange hair, and piercings all over his face and ears. There was such a thing as having too many!

The man was leering at him, and the way he stared at the blonde made Naruto feel like he was being undressed by the man's eyes!

"Pein, go away," growled Sasuke.

"Aw, touchy, touchy, little Sasu-chan," cooed the pierced man. "You're partner here doesn't exactly look like a willing victim. I'm merely offering him a way out." The man turned his eyes to Naruto. "What do you say blondie?"

Sasuke was fuming. He just knew this was Itachi's doing! What were the odds of two members of Uchiha-corps flirting with the dobe in one night?"

Naruto, who had turned around in Sasuke's arms so he could look at the man properly, took an uneasy step backward until he was pressing himself into Sasuke's chest. Which, of course, pleased Sasuke very much, and he tighten his hold on the little blonde.

Naruto glanced at the man uneasily. Sure, the blonde was a black-belt, in multiple fighting forms, but the man in front of him not only radiated lust but a very dangerous aura. Naruto had very good instincts about fighting, and his gut was telling him he could never win against the man in front of him.

"What do you say?" asked the man when Naruto didn't respond. "I bet I can dance better than little Sasu-chan anyway. We could go grab some drinks at the bar as well."

Naruto gulped, the man was seriously beginning to freak him out. "No thank you," he replied, happy that he didn't stutter.

"Aw, are you sure?" Pein reached a hand forward to cup the blonde's cheek, making Naruto's eyes widen in shock, but before he could react, Sasuke slapped the hand away.

"He said 'no' or are you deaf?" snarled Sasuke.

Pein narrowed his eyes in Sasuke's direction.

"Now, now, Sasu-chan, what would your brother say if he saw you acting like this, huh?" asked Pein in an admonishing voice. "Didn't he ever teach you to share your toys with others?"

"Naruto is not a toy!" snapped Sasuke, his anger officially taking over. However, as soon as he said it, he felt himself freeze. And he wasn't the only one. Naruto was looking back at him in shock, and Pein seemed taken aback.

"Oh, then what is he to you?" asked Pein slowly, an eyebrow rising curiously, but he didn't make any more motions toward the blonde which made Sasuke relax a little. This will be an interesting little tidbit to tell Itachi, decided Pein. He hadn't expected the younger Uchiha to behave like this, and he doubted Itachi did either.

Naruto was lost. He didn't know how the conversation had led to this, but he didn't know what to do or think. The way Sasuke was defending him was, unusual, to say the least. He was beginning to seriously question whether Sasuke was drunk, and when he was drunk, if an angel came and took over his body. He had heard about some people being violent drinkers, but was there such a thing as 'protective' drinkers? And if so, why weren't there more in the world?

"It's none of your business," said Sasuke stiffly, after he regained his composure. "Fuck off."

"Language, Sasu," admonished Pein, his voice taking a playful tone. "However, if he is not exclusively yours then I have just as much of a right to dance with him as you do."

"Well, then it sucks for you!" hissed Sasuke, "Because he's mine and you can't have him!"

Pein was absolutely floored by this. He knew he'd get something out of the Uchiha, but he wasn't expecting this. He didn't even know how to continue his role as the 'big, bad, sex-predator'. This apparently didn't matter anyway because as soon as Sasuke said those words, he was dragging Naruto away from Pein and toward the exit.

Naruto was too shocked to protest at being dragged out of the club, but as soon as the cold, outside air hit him, he dug his heels in and pulled both himself and Sasuke to stop. "Whoa Uchiha, stop! What the hell was that!"

Sasuke growled in frustration, but despite his size over the blonde, he couldn't make the other budge.

"Stop it," demanded Naruto, who was quickly loosing whatever calm he had adapted over the years. He easily pulled his wrist from the Uchiha's grip. "Now," said Naruto firmly, "What was that about? 'He's mine'? Just where the hell did that come from?"

"I don't know," said Sasuke through grit teeth. "I just wanted to make him leave." Despite Sasuke's slightly frustrated demeanor, his mind was chaotic. Why had he said that? Why had he felt the need to protect the blonde? Why had he enjoyed holding the other close? Why did he feel the need to posses the blonde in every way humanly possible? And what was with these damn butterflies in his stomach?

"Well, that was just unnecessary!" replied Naruto, "If you were planning on dragging me out here in the first place, then there was no point in telling him that!" Naruto was furious; he didn't care if he was possibly overreacting. He had become increasingly frustrated over the past weekend because of Sasuke's endeavors, and just when thought he'd ridded himself of them; they came back tenfold!

Sasuke wasn't sure what to do in this situation. He hadn't exactly done anything wrong, but at the same time Naruto did have a right to be upset. Their past spoke for itself.

"And another thing! I am not a possession! Even if you were my boyfriend, I do not belong to anyone!" snapped Naruto. "Not that I'd ever date you," scoffed Naruto while crossing his arms over his chest, "You are the most arrogant, egotistical prick, I have ever met! Not to mention you have bastard tendencies!"

Sasuke remained silent at this. He didn't know why he felt like every word out of the blonde's mouth was like a knife to his heart. Or why it felt like his heart was being crumpled into a little ball and thrown in an incinerator.

"Are you just going to stand there?" growled Naruto, "Well fine, I'm leaving."

Before Sasuke could force himself to say anything, the blonde was gone, and he didn't know what to do. He didn't even notice when it started to rain. He just stood there starring in the direction the blonde had left.

It wasn't until a hand fell on his shoulder that he was brought back to reality. "Come on otouto, you'll catch a fever if you stand out here." Itachi's voice was gentle, like Sasuke remembered from his childhood. All the times when he used to admire his brother and how he would speak to him in that soft voice.

"How long have you been here?" asked Sasuke. He didn't even fight it when Itachi began to steer him toward the car they had come in.

"Long enough," sighed Itachi. He hadn't meant for any of this to happen. He had thought it was just another conquest; one he could entertain himself with. He hadn't expected his brother to actually have feelings for the blonde. Not that he objected. From the impression the blonde gave him when they first met, he was well worth the feelings his otouto was showing.

"Itachi," said Sasuke, catching his brother's attention.

"Yes, little brother," answered Itachi.

"What is this feeling?"

Itachi froze in his tracks to look at his brother. His eyes widened in shock when he saw silent tears streaming down the younger one's face. It had been years since he'd seen his brother cry. All he could do was pull his brother into his arms and hold him like when they were younger.

He waited a moment before he responded, "It's heartbreak, otouto. I believe that is what you are feeling."

They stood like that for a few moments before they were interrupted by a hesitant voice. "'Tachi?"

Itachi glanced up to see his lover standing by the car waiting for them.

"Is he okay?" asked the man.

The concern in his voice made Itachi smile. "Not at the moment, but he will be. Eventually," he added the last part as an afterthought. "Could you put him in the car Kisame?" asked Itachi.

The taller man simply nodded solemnly before gently taking Sasuke from Itachi's arms and guiding him to the car. Itachi smiled at his lover's gentleness. He could be quite the brute, but he always knew when to behave.

Glancing back in the direction he had seen the blonde depart not ten minutes before, he couldn't help but mumble to himself. "Do not fret little brother. Once you have regained yourself, you will know what to do. You are after all, an Uchiha. And anything is possible for an Uchiha."

Looking back on this, since I wrote it months ago, I kind of feel like there was a huge emotional jump here. From playboy to heartbroken. Does anyone else feel the same? Not that I'll change it, but it'll be a good reference to avoid in future stories. Hope you enjoyed it.

~*~DeviousDevil :)