Listen to Give Me Love by eD Sheeran as you read this . It is a beautiful song and it's my song and it just makes me want to cry.

Naruto was a bit nervous.

He was thinking of asking Sasuke on a date today. But there were three problems with that. The first and foremost came in the form of Sasuke's over-protective best friend Gaara. He thought , quite loudly too, that Naruto was a bad influence and absolutely no good. That he was "the unholy creation of sin and temptation that would only lure the innocent to the gates of hell to be swallowed by the devil while he watches and laughs."

Naruto rolled his eyes.

Seriously? The second problem was that Sasuke hadn't been exactly around lately. He was always being whisked away on trips and debates and outings that the raven had become a scarce wasn't even sure if the raven was still on planet , much less at school.

And the third? Naruto bit his lip, he had never asked anyone out in his life. He was always on the receiving end and he barely paid any attention to what the guy and girls were saying. He tuned them out. And if they were hot, then he simply shut them up with a kiss or two.

See his dilemma?

He has no idea what to do. And not only that. He supposed this could be problem number four, but he was scared that Sasuke might .. reject him. It was a foreign concept to him, this rejection of which they speak. He had put it up to myth , since he himself hadn't seen it in action. But it was all the more real for him now as Sasuke came in the picture.

All he really wanted was love and affection. Not from everyone , well at least a little , but mostly from Sasuke.

He sighed again and scoffed his boot on the tile infront of Sasuke's locker. He picked at the threads of his ripped jeans and focused on the action. Was this even a good idea ? Did Sasuke even like him like that ?

Ugh !This was frustrating.

"Naruto?"

He jumped and squealed. His hands went up in surrender, "I wasn't doing anything!"

Sasuke raised an elegant brow and shifted his books to his other hand, his weight to the left. He licked his dry lips, "Right. What are you doing here?"

"Oh, uh. Nothing." He scratched the back of his head.

"Could you move?" Naruto looked up, eyes ready to tear up. Sasuke pointed to his locker, "You're blocking it."

"Right ! Sorry," Naruto laughed nervously.

Sasuke stared at him as if he grown another head then he discreetly shook his head and moved to his locker. He entered the combination and opened the locker. Naruto stared at the muscled hand, riddled with tattoos from the elbow to the wrist. Said wrist covered by bands and bracelets. His large hands filled with slightly bulging veins. Naruto wished to hold that hand.

He looked away and toyed with the idea of letting Sasuke go. Of giving up on this and just no feeling anything for a while. Maybe Gaara was right, maybe he was no good. He didn't want to hurt Sasuke and he didn't want to get hurt. He sighed, he didn't know what to do.

"...ruto ... Naruto ... Naruto."

Naruto snapped his head in Sasuke's direction. The locker was closed, the hallway empty. He was surprised at how close Sasuke was. He felt blood rush to his cheeks as the hand he was watching so intently came up to touch his forehead.

"You okay? You've been zoning out alot."

Naruto snapped. He dragged Sasuke to him and on his tippie toes, he pressed their lips together. HIs force sent Sasuke into the lockers, his hands flying up to catch Naruto. Naruto kissed him with a desperation that was so colourful and so filled with pain that Sasuke had no idea what to do at first. It was when the small, warm body was pulling away did he finally grip and keep and kiss back with everything he had in him. Answering desperation with need, passion with want, and breathing Naruto in and letting himself out so he could also be breathed in.

He had wanted this for a long time. He had wanted Naruto's desperation so he would not be the only desperate one. He was relieved that his shouts for love were heard and reciprocated. He switched them, pressed Naruto against the lockers as he invaded his mouth. Not invaded, but returned home. This was where he belonged. This was his.

He had heard Naruto, Naruto had heard him. They were both shouting the same thing after all,

Give me love.