Here's the next chapter. I tried to update last night but something was wrong with fanfiction. Oh well, I finially got it up. I hope you enjoy!

---Filler---

"Do you think that it's possible?" Iruka looked into Kakashi's eyes.

Kakashi smiled at his lover. "Of course I do. Iruka, didn't you say yesterday that you saw the two talking ALONE?"

"Yes but they might just be really good friends, nothing more, nothing less." Kakashi sighed.

"How did you fall in love with me?" Iruka frowned.

"What do you mean?" Kakashi chuckled.

"I mean, why did you say yes to going on a date with me?"

"You know why."

"Just confirm something for me." Iruka looked at him and just sighed.

"It was because...you helped Naruto and-"

"No, the real reason."

"Alright. It was because I fell in love with you when you first fought Itachi and you protected Asuma and Kurenai and I also fell in love with your charm." Iruka looked away embarrassed.

"Now, maybe Sasuke and Naruto do love each other. Sasuke might love Naruto because of his charm and Naruto might love Sasuke because of his looks or something else, we don't know for sure. Let's just see how things play out." He walked up to Iruka and wrapped his arms around his lovers waist.

"Kakashi?" Iruka closed his eyes slightly.

"Hm?" The silver haired man drew closer.

"I love you."

"I love you too."

- - -

Sakura looked up at Ino. "How are the decorations up there?" They were at Sakura's house preparing for the party later that evening. Everyone was excited.

"They're doing good. I'm just about done." Sakura's house had streamers, balloons, and other needed things all around the place. Sakura, Ino, Shikamaru, Choji, Kiba, Shino, and Hinata were all helping with the decorations and getting the food. The others have been on missions or training too much to help with anything but it was all okay.

"Sasuke-kun's going to love this!" Sakura shouted when Ino stepped off of the ladder. They jumped up and down in pure joy.

"I know!" The did the fan girl scream and all the others just sighed.

"Girls are so troublesome."

"Shikamaru, you think that everything is troublesome or just a drag, so can it." He rolled his eyes. Choji just chuckled.

"Hey Shika, do you want to come with me and get the cake. My mom should be just about done with it." Choji started to walk out of the door.

"Yeah. Anything to get me away from these fangirls." He got a hit above his head.

"Let's get out of here before we become deaf or seriously injured." The two boys took off running out of the door, curses flying after them.

"S-so Ino, when's the party starting. I want to go home and be able to get ready." Hinata asked. She had also grown up quiet a bit, not studdering as much or as shy. Maybe it was just because she was going out with Kiba, or something like that.

"It starts at eight and will probably end around ten. Do you know if Neji and TenTen is coming?"

"Yeah, they just got back from a mission but they will be here. Lee too." Sakura sighed.

"Did we have to invite him?"

"You know that you want him here." Ino shoved her elbow lightly into her friends side.

"You know that I only love Sasuke-kun!" The pink haired girl shoved Ino away.

"Right." Ino said sarcastically. Kiba walked into the room and looked around.

"Where's Choji and Skikamaru? Did they bail?" He smirked knowing that if they did then they were in trouble.

"No, they just left to go get the cake."

"Aw." He whined. He walked over to the couch and sat down, pouting. "Why do they get out of decorating for that damn Uchiha? It's not fair." Ino laughed and sat down beside him.

"They're not getting away with decorating. When they get back they are going to get right back to work." Kiba perked up a little bit at that. Hinata walked in and sat on his lap and kissed him lightly on the cheek. He kissed her back and she leaned on his chest. He rapped his arms around her.

"So what else do we have to do?" Hinata asked.

"We have to get the cake here and put it in the right position. We have to put up a few more decorations in here and we have to put out some refreshments. Then we can get ready for the party." Ino chirped. Kiba smiled and Hinata got up. They started to work and were soon finished. The only thing they were waiting for was the...

"Where the hell is that cake? I'm ready to go home and get ready for this party!" Kiba looked out of the door for the millionth time in five minutes.

"I bet that they stopped for bar-be-Que on the way here." Ino said from the couch. She was brushing Sakura's hair into a ponytail.

"There they are!" Kiba ran out the door and soon they hurt a 'OW' coming from Shikamaru.

"Hey guys. What took you so long?" Ino looked at the two boys coming in they just smiled.

"We changed into some different clothes and Choji's mom made us eat some of her cookies." Shikamaru said lazily.

"Right. She made you eat some hot cookies." Sakura rolled her eyes.

"And you didn't bring us any!" Kiba yelled looking at them.

"We didn't think you would want any." Shikamaru said sitting by Ino and hugging her lightly.

"Okay, Hinata, Kiba, and Sakura, you can go home and get changed. We will finish up here." They walked to the door.

"Okay, thanks." Sakura walked out of the door with Hinata and Kiba right behind her.

"So let's get finish." Ino, Choji, and Shikamaru finished decorating.

- - -

Sasuke looked in the mirror. He looked the same. Same clothes, hair, everything. He didn't care who he impressed. To tell the truth, everyone in Konoha is impressed with him even if he didn't do anything. It disgust him. He didn't want any attention on him. He hated attention. He wanted to just be left alone so he could train, kill Itachi, and see Naruto.

Naruto was the only person he talked to almost. He also talked to the Rookie 9 but not a lot. Naruto was his only true friend. The only one who saw him for him, not Uchiha Sasuke, the only survivor of the Uchiha Massacre. He liked Naruto, a lot. One night he woke up and he had to go take a cold shower. Apparently, all he could remember was seeing Naruto, a bath house, and steam.

Sasuke sighed. He had a real problem and not the kind where you had to take a cold shower or jack off for. The kind where you needed a body, a person. To be more specific, Naruto.

He walked down the cold and quiet stairs of the Uchiha Manner. It was always quiet here but Sasuke wanted to change it. He wanted it to be like it use to. Full of life and love. He was tired of being alone but he didn't know how. He wanted to talk to others but he didn't know what to say.

It was hard enough talking to Naruto without getting a hard on.

- - -

Naruto looked at his shower wall. There was no steam, just cold water run off of him. His body had cooled down quiet a bit but he still had his problem.

He looked down at it and groaned. He didn't know how to get rid of it any more, other to masturbate or something else but he has never done either of them. Masturbating was just nasty (A/N: no offense to anyone who does.). He has never found the 'perfect' someone to do 'it' with. No one has really appealed to him like that. Well not until Sasuke.

Naruto wouldn't mind it right now if Sasuke walked into his apartment and just screwed him senseless. He sighed again. "And this is why you have this problem." He turned and faced the water. It helped a little but he still had a problem. He grabbed his hard on and started to rub it gently. His strokes got faster and faster, harder and harder. Soon he let out a load full of cum.

"S-sasuke." He mumbled and let the water wash off his nasty deed. He turned off the water and grabbed a towel and rapped it around his waist. "Nasty but it works." He chuckled to him self and finished getting ready for Sasuke's party. When he was done he looked into a mirror and nodded to himself.

He was ready for the party.

He walked out of the door and inhaled a deep breath of fresh air. It was a cool night but not cold enough for a jacket. He was in his usual outfit but he was only wearing an orange tank top. He started off in the direction of Ino's house.

Hopefully this party would bring something nice along with it...

---End---

I've noticed that I write a lot of fillers. It helps though. Well please review!

-Silver