Warning: This fiction contains boy x boy relationships. Reader discretion is advised. Also this is NaruSasu. (erm...SasUKE...) May contain some OOC. This chapter contains angst!

Harry Potter: (bangs head agains wall each time) Angst, angst, angst, angst...

Naruto and all of it's characters belong to Masashi Kishimoto. I own nothing. This story has nothing to do with the actual story line of Naruto itself, so this story will have few to no spoilers.

Amethyst here. It's been a long time since I've updated, huh? Sorry about that. I've been going through some personal stuff, but I'm okay now. I should have A Few Years Late updated soon too. Sorry for the wait!

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Chapter 4- Cold Shoulder

I didn't mean to push him away. I just did. There was nothing more I wanted than to make out with Naruto. But, for some reason, when we were kissing, I thought of my parents. They were always a happy couple.

Everything just changed when I thought of them on floor, dead and covered in their own blood. I panicked. The next thing I knew, I was imagining Naruto dead on the ground. So I decided to push myself away from him. I could never deal with losing another person so important to me.

~Monday~

It was a strange morning. Itachi was pretty normal, but he did seem a little stressed. Or confused. Maybe both. That's not what was strange though. I was the one that was strange.

Usually I was ready for school by 7:30, but today I wasn't ready until 7:55, which only left me five minutes to get to school. When I got there, I talked to no one. Not even Naruto. I just ignored everyone and everything around me (save for the teachers and school work).

I think people noticed right away that something was wrong. They most definitely noticed, but no one bothered to ask. Even if they had tried, I would have pushed them away.

Lunch was especially odd. I was one of the last ones in the cafeteria. There was one seat left at my usual table -between Shikamaru and Sai. There was a split second where I almost went to sit there, before seeing Naruto. And then the picture of his dead body in my head. So I sat alone.

~Friday~

The days passed quickly. It seemed like a blur to me. The last bell of the day had just rung. My eyes had been gradually growing bags all week, and I hadn't bothered putting in my contacts or wearing nice clothes. This week was all glasses and sweats.

I was hurrying through the hallway out of the school, hoping I didn't run into any of my new friends. Dealing with them wouldn't have helped me at the moment. Then, I ran into something -or, rather, someone.

I looked up slightly to see sun-kissed skin, golden hair, and blue eyes. The first thing I did was try to run, but Naruto grabbed hold of my arm. "What the hell is wrong with you?"

What the hell? I was being yelled at by this idiot. I wasn't going to stand for this. So for the first time that whole week, I opened my mouth to speak. "You would never understand, you idiot!"

I was crying. I, Sasuke Uchiha, was crying without my pride. I just threw it away and started bawling.

"Sasuke? Hey, don't cry. I'm not mad. I just wanna know what's wrong, okay?"

He was hugging me. Unsurprisingly, he was warm against my usually cold body. My mind went blank. Before I knew it, I was leaning into his hug with my arms around his neck. "It's nothing."

"It can't be nothing," was his response. "You were crying a lot just now, and you've been all depressed all week. I won't make fun of you for anything."

I looked up into his eyes. "Can I go to your house?"

He must have been shocked that I asked. Normally, I wouldn't have, but I heard that his parents were away for their anniversary this weekend. I didn't want to deal with Itachi right now.

I looked back up and his goofy smile was showing. "Sure thing!"

So we started walking to his house. He held my hand the whole way.

~Friday, 6:00pm~

We were eating supper at Naruto's house when he asked me. "What's up with you lately?" Of course he was going to ask. And I was going to tell.

"It's not that I didn't want to kiss you," I blushed when he gave me a cute confused look. "That's what's wrong. When you kissed me, it felt good. Almost too good. I thought of my parents though."

He must have realized something when I mentioned my parents. Of course he would have. I live with only my brother, for Pete's sake.

"Then I thought of how happy they always were." Here come more tears. Damn it. "And then I thought of the day they were killed. The next thing I knew I was thinking of you dead! I can't handle losing someone else!"

Another hug. Perfect timing. I really needed one. I hugged him back, still sobbing. "Sasuke, I'll never die on you. I just want you to know that I love you. And I don't want to lose you because you think I might die. If I die early, it will only be with you."

I started crying again. Man, I'm emotionally sensitive. We were kissing yet again. But this time, I only thought of a future with Naruto.

~Around 10:15pm~

We decided to watch some television to get sleepy. Our hands were in between us, my small pale on in his larger tan one. The show we were watching was incredibly stupid. Why is this entertaining to Naruto? I wondered this to myself.

When the show got too stupid, I decided to turn it off. Naruto looked at me with a pouting puppy face. Let's get rid of that, shall we?

I got up from where I was sitting and walked right in front of Naruto. Looking down at him with a smirk, I sat on his lap, grinding our crotches together.

We both moaned at the friction I caused, and he bucked his hips up agains mine. This went on for almost ten minutes, as if we were having a contest to see who'd break first. He lost.

The blond was kissing me again, his tongue slipping into my gasping mouth. Our wet muscles danced with each other, fighting for dominance. He was a good kisser. Much better than I was. He won our second match.

Next thing I knew, we were naked on his bed.