Chapter 14: A Few Ill-Fated Circumstances – Part 2

Sasuke raised a confused eyebrow at the boy across from him, not knowing exactly how to respond to the matter at hand. He muttered a few 'uh..' sounds, shoving his empty hand in his pocket and looking at his feet shuffle.

"I... I don't fuckin' know." Sasuke answered, in a slightly amused tone.

"What?"

"I mean, idiot, I don't know."

He studied the article of clothing, sniffing it in a way that made Naruto look at him with a strange expression. Sasuke shrugged and threw the sweater on to the floor. He honestly couldn't say anything - he didn't even know what the hell was going on.

"Maybe she was here while I was out."

"Sakura wouldn't do that." Naruto said matter-of-factly, crossing his arms about his chest.

"Well I sure as hell don't own a pink sweater, stupid."

"You're lying to me."

"I'm lying that I don't own a pink sweater?"

"You had Sakura here."

Sasuke sighed in defeat, reaching into his back pocket and pulling out a BlackJack. He pressed a few buttons and held the device up to his hear, urging someone to pick up quickly as he could hear Naruto growling. After a handful of the longest rings Sasuke thought he ever heard, a familiar voice said 'hello' on the other line.

"Were you here while I was out?"

Naruto took a step forward expectantly, hooking his thumbs in his pockets.

"I see. Well, I'm asking because I found a sweater in my room. I thought it might be yours."

Sasuke played with the hem of his shirt, glancing up at Naruto every few seconds. Not being able to hear her end of the conversation was killing him.

"Uh-huh. Right. And what the fuck were you doing in my room?"

Blue eyes slightly widened at Sasuke's new-found anger. There was a long silence from Sasuke as he listened to the other end attentively.

"I left my door unlocked?" A pause. "That doesn't matter; don't come in my house unless you're invited."

Sakura's rambling was cut off as Sasuke took the phone from his ear and quickly hit the 'end' button. He dropped the object back into his back pocket, growling to himself before looking around the room to make sure everything was in order. After assessing his surroundings, he turned back to Naruto.

"Apparently I left my door unlocked and she took that as an opportunity to wander around my house without permission. Are you satisfied?"

Naruto smirked, stepping forward.

He stood before Sasuke, snaking an arm around his waist and putting a hand in his butt pocket. He gave the Uchiha a saucy grin before he spoke huskily into his ear. "These pants are too big on you."

Sasuke's eyes closed halfway and gently rested a calloused hand against Naruto's lower back, slowly pulling himself flush to the blonde.

"Mm."

Naruto moved his head up to his partner's and kissed the soft spot under his ear, which earned him a very soft sigh. He continued to gently give attention to Sasuke's jaw, before moving back and hovering his mouth over Sasuke's. The brunette nipped lightly at Naruto's lower lip before pressing his mouth fully against the other pair of lips. Naruto subconsciously crushed their bodies closer together by pushing on Sasuke's butt, which in turn caused the brunette to grasp Naruto's shirt.

Naruto grunted airily when Sasuke's kisses suddenly became feverish, connecting and reconnecting with his mouth savagely. He snuck his hand on Naruto's left hip and moved his other hand from his back to his right hip, tickling Naruto's skin underneath his shirt. Sasuke became dominant and ran his thumbs over the other's abs, making Naruto stumble under the forceful gestures and kisses coming from his partner. Sasuke let out a growl when he felt his butt be squeezed, moving to suckle and lick sloppily at the neck. Naruto's breathing became erratic, moving his other hand to slip it underneath the back of Sasuke's shirt.

Nails dug into the Uchiha's back when he licked at Naruto's collarbone, deciding at that moment to shove him onto the carpeted floor. He straddled the blonde's hips and used his strategically placed hands to push his shirt up under his arms. He bit and kissed at the fox's abdomen, feeling it rise and fall which each strained breath. A tongue swiped across one of the ribs, making the body under him squirm with delight.

"Sasuke... what..."

"Hmm?"

Sasuke stopped his ministrations to crawl up the body, looking inquisitively into blue eyes.

"I... can we..."

"Can we what?"

A blush crept across Naruto's face. "Are we... together?"

A short moment passed, and Sasuke let a small grin grace his features before giving a small nod. He planted a rough kiss on the lips below him to prove his feelings, his statement - to show that he meant that he wanted to be together.

And that kiss, that assurance gave Naruto a new spark, using the fact that Sasuke was on top to his advantage. He joined his other hand to Sasuke's rear end, pressing down whilst simultaneously grinding up with his hips. The boy above him hissed in a breath, grunting and nearly tearing the shirt off of Naruto's body. He licked at the nipples, and received an erratic thrust in return. He loved it, these responses he was getting for his actions. He could feel the growing erection press against his thigh, and he smirked at his victim below, beautiful and sweaty at the brow.

And he just smirked, thinking of all the naughty things he was about to do to his prey.

Sakura flipped her cell phone shut, dropping it onto her bed.

"Shit... how could I be so stupid...?"

"That didn't sound too good."

Hinata sat on Sakura's bed, curious as to what was going on. Soon after they had gone to their separate homes, they decided that seeking solace in each other might help them get over this easier. Sakura slammed her face into the pillow and Hinata heard a very aggravated grunt. After a few punches to her mattress, she tilted her head to the side and looked into Hinata's eyes.

"I left my sweater at Sasuke's house."

"Oh, Sakura..." A gentle hand touched Sakura's shoulder.

"I guess I should go and get it before he gets any angrier at me."

"I'll go with you. Having company will make you feel better."

The Hyuuga heiress tugged on her friend's arm, a small smile on her face. That was Hinata - no longer as shy and timid (except when it came to Naruto), more of a wholesome woman. She had filled out in the more sensually appealing places, much to the liking of the other shinobi in Konoha. Of course, some of her shyness still remained when it came to the opposite sex. But at least Sakura knew she had a friend who was stable-minded and sure of her morals.

And Sakura really needed help with her moral standings in this situation.

She was yanked up from the bed and patted on the back in assurance, pulling down her wrinkled shirt. She looked over Hinata in her lavender, hip hugging dress with matching jacket.

"I wish I was as pretty as you, Hinata."

"Sakura! Don't say that, you're absolutely lovely! And I don't think your appearance can change the sexual preference of a person."

The cherry blossom sighed in defeat, pulling out another light sweater from her drawer. She didn't understand it herself how she managed to leave for home without her sweater, as it was November and she should have noticed it was quite cold out.

Unfortunately it had taken at least another hour and a half to coax Sakura to even step foot outside her house. Once they were finally on their way to Sasuke's house, the sun had already dipped past the horizon, and Sakura's steps became slower. She was still rethinking this idea to go to his house again, for fear of something terrible happening. Hinata mirrored her thoughts even though it was her idea in the first place, not wanting to face Naruto if he was in there too. As they stepped onto the patio and looked at the door, Hinata gave Sakura a look of determination. It wasn't such a big quest, hell - it was just to pick up a sweater, but this would be the first time she had seen Sasuke since the little incident.

Hinata was the one to knock. She was also the one to knock a second time.

After waiting for about ten minutes, she suggested that they open the door just a little bit and yell inside. Sakura, after being reprimanded for her actions already, said that was a very bad idea.

She banged on the door this time, and a few seconds later heard feet running down the stairs. Those feet practically flew to the door, flinging it open with such force it nearly fell right off of its sliders. Before either of them even had a chance to speak, a pink piece of fabric was tossed angrily at Sakura's head. She caught it and looked wide-eyed at who she believed to be Sasuke.

A Sasuke that was covered in hickeys on his neck and all over his chest. A Sasuke that was panting quite heavily and whose hair was considerably mussed, and was wet in places from something that looked like saliva.

A Sasuke that was holding up his unbuttoned and unzipped pants at the waist to keep them from falling down.

Hinata squeaked and covered her eyes, trying not to look at what seemed to be Sasuke's lack of any underwear. He also seemed a little.. intoxicated, stumbling and using the door frame to balance himself. Sakura couldn't help but blush a deep crimson.

"There's your fucking... f'ing sweater, now go th'hell away and stop bothering me!"

When the door was slammed shut in their faces, the visit was over just as soon as it began.

Sakura clutched at the object between her hands, trying her hardest not to let the tears spill over her swollen eyes. A harsh, choked sob escaped her throat, and she brought the sweater up to her face to hide quivering lips. Hinata looked on, eyebrows furrowing together in discontent. She pulled at the pink shield at Sakura's face, taking the material into her own hands.

"Sakura, please don't - what... is this?"

Sakura saw the disgusted look on Hinata's face only for a moment, focusing her eyes on the same thing Hinata herself seemed to be looking at. Hinata slowly pulled her hand away from the article of clothing, rubbing her fingers together.

"It's all... sticky."

The pink haired girl leaned over to look at her sweater, seeing a few white, wet looking spots scattered about. Sakura's eyebrows rose, and Hinata brought her palm up to her face to smell it when...

"Hinata, don't touch that!" Sakura whacked the offending material out of Hinata's hands. She grabbed the Hyuuga by the wrist.

"We need to go and get your hands washed, now."

"But Sakura, your sweater!" She exclaimed, looking behind her as they started home.

"I don't want it anymore, Hinata. Just... don't put your hands near your face until we get back to your house."

Those sick fucks...

As the morning sun peered through the cracks in the blinds, the inhabitants of this bed were reminded that a new day had come. Although no intercourse was had that night, both had fell asleep in a heap of limbs, exhausted from exploring each other and learning very interesting things about human anatomy.

Interesting things that included many, many boxes of tissues, of course.

It was Naruto who surprisingly awoke first, sucking in a harsh breath at the light burning through his eyelids. He sat up languidly and pulled the covers around him as much as he could, as Sasuke was currently being a horrible blanket hog. Holding his head that throbbed horribly, he looked around the room hoping to find that bottle of water he pulled from the refrigerator last night.

From his view on the bed all he could see was the empty Merlot bottle Sasuke had downed quite impressively, a generous amount of empty beer bottles and some clothes here and there.

Naruto always thought Sasuke was an 'early to bed, early to rise' type of guy. He guessed that rule didn't hold true with circumstances such as these. After trying (and failing, with some smacks to his arm) to wake his bedmate, he sighed in defeat and swung his feet over the bed. Oh, how his genitalia ached. If there was anybody that was definitely skilled in sexual art, it was Sasuke Uchiha. You'd think he'd went to college for it or something.

The blonde used the restroom, put on some clothes, and decided to tidy up the room before His Highness awoke and started to bitch.

He picked up the bottles first, tossing them in the garbage. He neatened up the room as much as he could, which took him about fifteen minutes, until he heard Sasuke stirring. The fox looked up as Sasuke rolled over to crack an eye open at his new boyfriend. Naruto was quickly awarded with a pillow thrown at his face.

"Get the hell out of my house. We're not close enough yet for you to stay for breakfast in the morning." He rolled back over.

Naruto smirked and climbed on the bed, trailing kisses down Sasuke's spine.

"But I can make eggs or pancakes or anything you like." He whispered into the Uchiha's ear before giving it a lick.

"Mmm... okay." The brunette grumbled, "Make me an omelet and you can stay, dobe."

Another gleaming smile was planted on Naruto's face, standing up and gathering the clothes to put them in the laundry bin. As he threw them in, a thought crossed his mind. He went through the clothes in the bin, and when he came up empty handed, he turned back to his boyfriend.

"Sasuke, where did you put Sakura's clothes?"

A yawn. "I gave it to her when she came over yesterday."

"...Was that who was at the door?"

"M'yeah. Hinata was there too."

Naruto gulped loudly and sweat formed on his forehead. "And you... gave it to her?"

"That's what I said. Now be quiet, I'm going back to sleep."

"Um, Sasuke... do you remember what we did with that sweater yesterday?"

Sasuke heaved a very annoyed sigh, sitting up straight and looking at the blonde. He paused in thought, scratching at his bicep. After a few seconds, the 'I want to go back to sleep, it's Sunday God damned it' look vanished from his face. His eyes grew, and when the initial shock of remembrance was over, he let out a hearty laugh.

Naruto, however; was mortified. In between laughs, the other boy spoke.

"Damn... I hope Sakura's sense of style can match colors with-"

"Sasuke!!" Naruto screamed, cutting him off throwing Sasuke's pillow back at him.

Author's Note: I know, disgusting humor. Heehee, and you all thought I didn't have a plot device with Sasuke's clothing. :P Shame shame! Yeah, I know about all the grammatical errors - they're in there on purpose for dramatic effect. This is definitely rated M now, because of the content and language.

I'm sorry for the kind of late update. I've been so sick with who knows what and have been sleeping a lot. Anyway, this chapter was so hard to write. I kept getting stuck at different places. I hope you like my description of Hinata.

Don't forget to vote on your pairing choice for Kiba.