As if his Sunday couldn't get any worse, it did.

Sasuke sat in the student council room on top of a random desk in the very front. Neji, the student body president, read off a list of the different ideas he had for that years' Winter Formal sent in by students. Of course, since the supervisor, Kakashi was always late, the ball was only a few weeks away and they still hadn't chosen the theme.

This fact added more stress to the already pissed off raven because he had gotten no sleep thanks to a certain blonde idiot (whom he loved dearly – though he'd never say that out loud,) who wouldn't stop snoring in his fucking ear, and he didn't get a chance to shower when we woke up that crappy Sunday morning at eight o'clock falling off his new boyfriend's bed. He left a note for him and was out the door with Neji.

"This next one was submitted by Ino Yamanaka and Sakura Haruno." Neji said, not at all excited to be reading the idea of two girls he had no fancy for. "They said the theme should be 'Pure Love.' Whatever the hell that means." Neji sighed, tossing the paper into the recycling bin.

Sasuke sighed. Pure love. His life story.

"Well, nothing else has really jumped at us besides Tenten's idea."

"Don't forget Naruto-kun's, Neji." Lee spoke up. The entire council knew damn well that Neji hated Naruto and wouldn't acknowledge him or his ideas.

Neji ignored him and scanned the room. Sasuke, the VP, Lee, the treasurer, Temari, the secretary, Sai, Gaara, Shikamaru, the rest. Everyone was present.

"Tenten's is better." Gaara argued, quietly.

"But the City Life is so much cooler and youthful!"

"Why don't we combine them?" Sasuke spoke up. He couldn't tell if he was relaxed or annoyed by this constant arguing between Lee and Gaara, and he personally liked both ideas, if the Uchiha could like anyone's ideas at all (with the exception of Naruto's.)

Naruto was always trying to make things fun and bright, but Sasuke liked Tenten's idea was more his style. But, of course, when you love someone, you put them before yourself.

"Okay, let's take a vote so I can go home. I'm so hungry." Temari spoke up. Everyone agreed with her at that point. Arguing wouldn't get them fed anytime soon.

"Those who like the rock star theme, raise your hand." She said. Gaara and Neji raised their hands. "Alright, who likes the city theme?" Sasuke, Shikamaru and Sai raised their hands. "Lee, why didn't you raise your hand at all?"

"I like Sasuke-san's suggestion of combining them!"

"I didn't really mean that, Lee."

"Oh, then I like city theme!"

And with that, Kakashi dismissed them.

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"Sasuke? What's with the sour look?" Sasuke almost jumped up, startled. Almost. He had been in the classroom when everyone filed out. He had been thinking, hard. There was a lot on his mind for only thinking about one thing. If that made any sense at all.

"Oh, Juugo. What's up," Sasuke meant it more as a statement rather than a question. He began walking out of the classroom, determined to be alone for a while, but Juugo took his arm and spun him around – which was so unbelievably unlike the guy that Sasuke almost pulled him by the collar and demanded that he tell him who the hell he was – but then he realized that it was Juugo for real, he softly brushed the hand on his arm away.

"I heard about you and Naruto." Sasuke stopped moving for a moment. He believed in Naruto to not say anything until they talked about it, considering the fact that they had two completely different lives and such. But he sort of expected Naruto to open his mouth. He was Naruto, after all. He remained as unexpected as he was when they were young.

"I won't say anything to anything to anyone else, though. I just wanted to make sure you knew what you were in for, okay?"

"I'll be fine. Everything's going to be fine. Don't worry too much." Sasuke said. He didn't want to seem like it, but he cared about Juugo. They were both the same in a way, but not so much. Juugo sighed and began to back up himself, but Sasuke stopped him this time. "How did you find out? Did Naruto say something?"

"No, he didn't… It was the, uh, well… the animals told me." A horrible and weird excuse, Sasuke thought. He left without another word, leaving Sasuke dumbstruck in the now empty class room. After a few more moments of enjoying the quiet, he headed outside to the open, empty lawn of the school. He felt so nostalgic every time he was out on the courtyard. Itachi was a freshman at the school when Sasuke was nine. He remembered riding in the car with him and their mother, Mikoto, when Itachi would get dropped off and Sasuke would yell 'goodbye!' when Itachi walked across the grass and wave back.

Thinking of his family made him angry more so than it made him sad. An Uchiha had pride to hold tall. No sadness would take him over. Sasuke shouldn't cry. But he found himself crying. He couldn't cry. He had to stop – but he couldn't. He should be happier, now that he had Naruto. But there was still one more thing bothering him.

Itachi.

'Stupid world. I hate you and all your glory, you testosterone-less piece of blue and green shi--'

"Oof!" Sasuke's thoughts and tears were interrupted when he wandered into said blonde himself.

"Watch it-- Sasuke?" Naruto stopped in front of Sasuke, who was sitting grumpily on the ground. Sasuke pouted and crossed his arms and legs, refusing to answer Naruto, had he any questions. "Whatcha doing on the ground?" And he had questions. Wonderful. Sadly, Sasuke couldn't not answer... oh, what a sad day.

"Nothing," Sasuke mumbled over his shoulder he couldn't look at his boyfriend. Not at the moment, at least. He felt so inferior like this. He was not the inferior one! Or was he? Had he grown soft? He swore that he didn't feel like this a few weeks ago.

Naruto took the chance to lay down next to Sasuke, his arms behind his head. He looked up at the sky. The sun hadn't reached its highest peak yet, and the breeze blew calmly passed. It was a nice day to sit and ruin the day with a conversation he didn't really want to have with Sasuke. But he had no choice. It was now or never. No more waiting.

"Sasuke, I gotta tell you something." Naruto said first. He waited for a reply, but the one he got was not one that he expected.

"Kiss me."

Naruto looked over at Sasuke, who was now moving to straddle Naruto. He took the blondes face in his palms and stroked his face. He took in the sight of those deep, wonderfully blue eyes that made him want to dive right in. He lowered his head and nuzzled their noses together in a loving manner, which Naruto thought was the most adorable thing Sasuke had ever done.

The blonde forgot completely about what he was going to say. He fisted Sasuke's hair and neck and brought his lips to the other boys.

"Your breath stinks." Sasuke said.

It's amazing that two boys could share a kiss, say something to ruin the moment, and then start kissing again. So passionate, so loving, so much more mature than before. The kiss was wider, bigger, with more tongue action. Naruto laughed into that kiss, thinking, 'Open wide, tongue-in, close on lips...' over and over again, afraid to be the one to mess up. Sasuke, though, was thinking something totally different. 'I fucking love you. I fucking love you.'

Anxious. Impatient. Restless… Sasuke dove into that kiss with ruthlessness and brutality, totally forgetting that he was almost hurting Naruto when he bit down seductively on his bottom lip.

Naruto pushed him off when he tasted blood; not sure whose blood it was.

Sasuke pulled back instantly, wiping his forehead from sweat and breathing heavily. "I'm sorry, I…"

"No, it's okay. That was fun… kind of."

Sasuke didn't answer. He repositioned himself so he was lying on Naruto's chest and Naruto was stoking his hair. He felt content for the moment, but for a reason he knew of, the contentment would not last when they both got up and walked home. Maybe holding hands would calm him…

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Shikamaru was watching the entire time, seeing both a different side of Sasuke that he never expected to see and a really… hot scene.

He laughed to himself as he pulled his forth cigarette from the box in his pocket. Things around here were getting crazier and he definitely expected to see many more changes before the end of the semester.

He wondered if things would change for him

"Smoking will kill a person, and faster for one who smokes a pack a day, sometimes more."

"You just appear out of nowhere, and it's getting annoying." Shikamaru sighed; not at all surprised that someone was on the roof as well. He was caught, but he didn't stop dragging on his cigarette. Instead, he popped one out of the box and offered it to Neji as an act of sarcasm and to show how much he didn't care. The brunette took the box instead, shoved them in his pocket, took the almost gone cigarette out of Shikamaru's mouth and stomped on it with his foot. "What are you doing?" Shikamaru turned around, slightly angered that Neji would even bother with him.

"Saving your life and protecting the air from pollution."

"Troublesome..." Shikamaru rubbed the back of his head. "As student body president, I suppose you're going to turn me in, or something?" Shikamaru was more relaxed than anything. He didn't care for being in the student council, anyway. He was only there because his death of a mother made him.

"No," Neji put the box of cigarettes in his school pants, and no, not his pocket. "I'll let you off the hook. This time."

"Why? You hate people who aren't in your little 'Clan'."

"So, you want me to turn you in?"

"No, that's not it."

"Then what is it? I never said I hated you. You assumed it."

"You gave us those looks full of hatred, Hyuuga. Give them back." Shikamaru put his hand out for his box, but Neji smirked before turning around and running away from an angry, lazy bum. Shikamaru was not about to let someone who hated him steal his beloveds, so he managed to muster up some strength to chase the long haired brunette.

They ran around the roof until Shikamaru quit and sat down. Maybe I should quit… he thought. He ran out of energy quicker than he used to – not that he had much before he started. Neji came back and sat in front of the lazy kid and gave the box back, empty.

"You should quit."

"It's hard."

"I'll help you."

"Why would you do that?"

"Because… I don't know. Do you want my help, or not?"

"…"

"…"

"Yeah, I do."

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A/N: Yay! Welcome back, schiz. I miss you.

I miss you too! Finally, I've updated! It's a boring chapter; 7 will be better! Currently I've been thinking on doing a fanfiction for Kakashi, not so much NejiShika. Idk. What do you think?