Neither of them went back to sleep. Instead, he and Naruto lay in bed, talking about a bit of everything. Even if Naruto was the one who did most of the talking, Sasuke still enjoyed listening. Every once in a while, Naruto placed random kisses to his shoulder or the back of his neck. It was hard to determine whether or not he realized he was doing it. Sometimes Naruto moved his hand from Sasuke's stomach to his hip or waist. It was... nice. He'd not done this with Yahiko. Sex was good obviously, but waking up in bed together was something else entirely.

"Do you think we should get up at some point?" Naruto asked, again gliding his hand from Sasuke's stomach to his chest.

He wanted to say no, but that was probably impossible.

"I suppose we should. Before someone barges in on us."

"Ah, true. I didn't lock it when I came back in last night."

"I'm sure a locked door would've only raised suspicion."

"On that note," Naruto murmured and removed his arm from around him.

Sasuke rolled over. "What did you expect? One handjob would cause me to come out to my parents?"

"Hey, I didn't say anything." Naruto's brow furrowed.

"You didn't have to." Sasuke reached across and pushed his bangs out of the way. "If I did, though," he teased. "Would you go on a date with me?"

Naruto rubbed his lips together before answering more seriously than he expected, "I'd feel like I should reward you with one if you actually did that, yeah."

"Are you constantly going to reward me for good behavior with various acts of sex and romance?"

"No..." Naruto rolled away from him. "Why do y'have to sound so patronizing?"

"Are you pouting because I doubt your motives?" Sasuke asked, and because he honestly wanted to keep their bubble from bursting for as long as possible, shuffled up behind him. He worked his arm underneath Naruto's so that he could press a hand to his stomach.

"If you mean that you still don't trust me. That does bother me. But, I get it. Eventually I'll wear you down."

"You wore me down last night, I think."

Naruto snorted. "If a handjob is enough to wear you down, I'd hate to know what would happen if we had sex."

Sasuke eyed the boy's shoulder before deciding to bite down on it.

"Ow!" Naruto elbowed him in the ribs. "That hurt."

"If I thought you truly wanted to have sex with me for reasons other than doing what I want, I would do everything I can so that you'd enjoy it." He scratched his nails lightly across Naruto's chest. "What would you do if I really did let go completely and gave you all the pleasure I thought someone like you deserved?"

"Someone like me?" Naruto asked, leaning into him.

"You're not the only one who has a desire to make their partner feel good. If I was to have my way with you," Sasuke brushed his palm over Naruto's left nipple, "You'd be begging for it."

"Maybe so," Naruto replied quietly. "I get the impression you've got a lotta passion locked up inside you. I'm curious as to what that would be like. If I say 'Hey Sasuke, would you mind fuckin' me tonight?'"

"It doesn't take a whole lot of imagination to know how that would go."

Naruto fidgeted. "Stop whisperin' in my ear."

"I'll stop whispering if you say that again."

"Say what again?"

"That part about me fucking you."

Naruto chuckled. "You dirty bastard. Would that do it for you? But with your, uh,sensitivity, I'd hate to make you come in your shorts just from sayin' dirty things to you."

"Tch." Sasuke flicked his nipple. "You've become too sure of yourself, Uzumaki."

"Heh. I can say it, but if I do, you better be prepared to handle it."

"Try me." He returned his hand to Naruto's stomach.

"Sasuke," Naruto spoke in a low, husky voice. "What do you think about fuckin' me?"

Wrapping an arm around Naruto's chest, he pressed himself closer. "I think you'd look really good under me."

"Is that 'cause I always look good?" Naruto murmured.

"You do always look good. To me. I've told you before how attracted I am to you." He could feel the way Naruto's heart began to beat faster. "Don't tell me this is turning you on?"

"Shut up."

"If you don't want it on all fours, just how should we do it, do you think?" Sasuke's hand skirted the length of Naruto's torso and stopped at the waistband of his underwear. "Maybe I could get you on your back, lay on top of you, and the first time I'm inside of you, I can watch the expression on your face as I start to fuck you." He slipped several fingers under his boxers, not doing anything other than touching skin, though he could feel the coarse pubic hairs beneath his fingertips.

"Who taught you to talk like that?" Naruto's voice came out hoarse.

Sasuke smirked while pressing a kiss to his shoulder. "Maybe I simply enjoy exploiting your weaknesses."

"Can I ask you somethin' straight out?"

"Sure."

"Do you want to have sex with me? Like, really? And if you did, would you want anything more with me after that? Would you be satisfied? Could you move on?"

Sighing, Sasuke removed his hand from Naruto's boxers and let his head fall against the teen's shoulder. "Honestly?"

"Honestly."

"...I'm not sure anymore. If I slept with you, I might not be able to separate things in my head."

"What kind of things?" Naruto asked curiously.

"Do you really want to hear the answer to this?"

Naruto nodded. "Of course I do."

"For example, I might fall in love with you. I might want to date you. I might feel inclined to let everyone know that they need to keep their hands off." He smirked. "Especially your little red-headed girlfriend in homeroom. Unless, of course, she's the one you had in mind for a threesome."

"I didn't have anyone in mind for that, Sasuke," Naruto muttered. "How I feel about gay sex... I dunno. I would if you asked me. I could even see somethin' happenin' down the road where I may wanna do things to you, and when you said it the way you did last night about a threesome - "

"About me being on you while you're on her?"

"Yeah."

"I suppose the idea of a threesome can be erotic."

"But I got more excited about the part where you're on me than me doin' some chick I don't know."

Holding his breath, Sasuke temporarily ignored the thrill that confession gave him in favor of placating Naruto's worries. "Maybe it's not as threatening to you if you're doing that to a woman while I'm fucking you." He still had his forehead pressed to Naruto's shoulder as he put a hand on the side of his waist.

"Stop sayin' fuck, dammit," Naruto mumbled, "It's very distracting."

He started to play with the waistband of Naruto's boxers, folding it over so that it revealed more of his hip. "You telling me not to say it only makes me want to say it more."

"Yeah, 'cause you're a pervert."

"So what if I am?"

With a rustle of the sheets, Naruto turned over and placed his hands underneath his head on the pillow.

"What is it?" Sasuke asked when he kept staring.

"It's just that I don't wanna hurt you, and I don't think I will, but, Sasuke, my mom only died a few months ago. I get pissed off a lot about stuff, and I don't want you to feel like you always have to clean up my messes. Like you did this past week when I got into that fight."

"So it's okay for you to go as far as you want for me but I'm not allowed to be there for you? A little hypocritical, don't you think?"

Rather than argue, Naruto simply offered a sad smile. "Sorry."

"Don't apologize, idiot," he said softly and cupped his cheek.

"Hug me?"

Without hesitation, Sasuke pulled him in and wrapped an arm around his shoulders. While Naruto remained in his arms, Sasuke began to rub and scratch his back until it felt like he'd become less tense.

"See," said Naruto, his face tucked into the side of Sasuke's neck, "Guys can like bein' held, too."

Sasuke kissed the top of his head. "What time do you want me to take you home today?"

"Whenever's good for you. You could always stay for dinner."

"We'll see. Itachi leaves tomorrow."

"Ah, right. Forgot. You probably wanna spend his last night here with him, huh?"

"We have the entire week," he said. "I can take you around the city again. We could even go to a club if you wanted."

"I wanna see you play some time."

"But then you might really fall in love with me."

Naruto wound both of his arms around him, hands settling on the small of his back. "I do enjoy it when you play guitar."

"I know. I remember." He smiled and almost wanted to tease him, but Naruto sounded vulnerable.

"Alright, I may be ready to get up if you are. Do you think Itachi's home yet?"

Sasuke raised an eyebrow. "Why? Do you want to say goodbye before you go home?"

"Uh, yeah. I like him. It'd be rude not to say goodbye, right?"

"Don't worry. I'll make sure you see him one last time. I'll text him to see where he is."

"Do you think he'd give me his number if I asked for it?"

Sasuke pushed Naruto back so that he could look at him. "Just what are you going to do if you get it?"

Naruto shrugged. "Dunno. We could call or text or whatever. The usual things you do with phones."

"You and I have barely spoken on the phone."

"Yeah, but I also gave you a handjob, so I kinda feel like we've already crossed that line? I'm not interested in your brother, bastard. At least not like that."

Sasuke continued to scowl.

"You get so jealous." Naruto laughed. "It's your brother of all people, Sasuke. He's about as likely to betray you as, well..."

"You?"

Naruto smiled crookedly. "Yeah."

Sasuke studied him briefly before leaning in and kissing him on the lips. He took hold of the sides of his face as he did it - kissing him gently and thoroughly, pretending that, just for a moment, Naruto belonged to him, that they were together, and he had a right to kiss him as he pleased. Naruto never complained or pushed him away. Rather, the more intense the kissing became, the more Naruto returned his passion.

Five minutes later and Sasuke was pulling Naruto out of bed by the hand.

"I'll make you breakfast," Sasuke told him.

"You might be safest makin' cereal," Naruto commented.

"I can at least do eggs and bacon."

"I'm sure you can do anything you put your mind to." Naruto gave a chuckle.

"Maybe you'd like to walk home?"

"Er. I mean. Thanks for makin' me breakfast."

"That's what I thought." He only let go of Naruto's hand when he had to open the door. "Also, let me give you one piece of advice."

"Huh? What's that?"

"Itachi can smell fear, so try not to hint that anything may have happened between us."

"What?" Naruto paused by the doorway; Sasuke went on ahead of him. "Hey, wait! Sasuke, don't let him hurt me! I'm too young to die!"


As promised, Sasuke made breakfast, and since it was already 10.30, his parents were out doing yard work. Naruto kept hovering, making him so nervous that he finally had to tell him to hop up on the counter and stay still.

"What is it with you and tellin' me to get on the counter?" Naruto asked.

Sasuke flipped the few pieces of bacon he had frying in the pan. He didn't bother answering.

"So what time did Itachi say he was comin' home?"

"If you ask me one more time about Itachi, I'm going to punch you."

"Tch, whatever. I could take you."

"You don't even fight fair." Sasuke looked at him over his shoulder. "You're the one who sucker punched me last night."

"You can hardly even tell, and I totally held back."

Sasuke rolled his eyes and returned his attention to the frying pan. He grabbed two of the eggs and cracked them on the edge of the counter before watching them plop into the oil.

"Your parents must really like workin' in the yard, huh?" Naruto asked.

"Someone has to do it," he replied. "Normally they'd have me help, but I suppose since you're over they let us sleep in. Not to mention since you love to suck up to my mother so much, you had us helping her mulch yesterday."

"But I like that kind of stuff, and I like your mom. She's really nice. She's also easy to talk to, and she has a pretty good sense of humor."

"Well then. Why don't you marry her?"

"Well, for starters," said Naruto. "I think your dad would have a problem with that and also, y'know, after last night, it would be a bit weird, don't y'think?"

"I didn't realize you would take my comment so seriously. Hand me those plates?"

"Sure." Naruto slid off the counter and brought him the plates. "Want me to make some toast? I like to dip it in the yolk."

"If you want," he said. "Toaster's in there." Blindly, he pointed in the general direction.

Sasuke flipped both of their eggs, giving them another minute to cook before he used the spatula to set them on their plates. He picked out a few bacon strips for himself and left the rest to cook a little longer since Naruto expressed that he enjoyed them crispy. In the meantime, he got out some orange juice from the refrigerator and poured them both a glass.

"I dunno what your mom's talkin' about. I don't think you're a bad cook. Everything looks edible so far."

"Why am I not finding you charming this morning?" Sasuke asked as he picked out some silverware for them. The toast popped up, and Naruto, with several exclamations that "it's hot" managed to get them onto the plates without dropping anything on the floor.

They carried their breakfast into the dining room. Sasuke sat at the head of the table and Naruto at the corner next to him. The both of them fell into an easy conversation about school and when Naruto's baseball practices would start (the middle of next month).

"You've never had any interest in baseball?" Naruto asked. "It'd be fun if both of us could be on the same team. I won't have a whole lotta free time to hang out."

"Who said I was interested in hanging out with you?"

"Jerk. You're probably busy with all that student council stuff, huh?"

"I suppose. We'll be working on prom, although most of it is already organized."

"Sophomores get to go?"

"They can. We're not restricted by grade here."

"Er, so what are you gonna do then? Are you going?"

"I... hadn't really thought about it to be honest," he answered.

"What did you do last year?" Naruto dipped his toast into his egg, smearing it all over his plate.

"I went with a girl. I'm not even going to assume you expect me to ask you."

"Well, if I did, that's a pretty lousy way of askin' someone. Whether or not we gotogether," Naruto drew his leg up onto the chair and hugged it to his chest, "We'd probably go with a group, maybe?"

"You're free to do what you want," Sasuke said stiffly. "You don't owe me anything."

"Did I say that?" Naruto picked up a slice of bacon. "All I said after you made it clear that you weren't gonna ask me was that we should at least go together in some capacity."

"In some capacity?" He repeated, a small sneer curling the corner of his mouth.

"Okay, stay home. Or go out. Forget I brought it up."

Sasuke watched for a while before sighing. "Sorry," he said. "It's just that things like school dances are not exactly enjoyable activities for me."

"You didn't have fun last year?"

"It was alright, but extremely... awkward."

"Why? Did your date try to kiss you?"

Sasuke glanced away.

"She did, didn't she! Ha, sucks for her. Did you kiss her back or what?"

"What did you tell me before? 'I don't kiss and tell'? Well, neither do I."

"Not entirely true," replied Naruto. "Since you told me about Yahiko. Are you gonna eat that?"

Without waiting for his response, Naruto reached over and grabbed the last piece of bacon off of his plate. Sasuke shook his head.

"What?" Naruto asked.

"If you're still hungry, there's ramen left in the refrigerator. Or, if you want, I'm sure mom wouldn't mind if you took it home and shared it with your dad."

Naruto made a face.

"Is it really that bad between you and your father?" Sasuke asked.

"Nah. I suppose not. I mean, compared to your dad, well... it's complicated." The piece of bacon he'd been eating, Naruto set aside as if he'd lost his appetite. "I guess you'll find out pretty soon, huh?"

"I can't say too much against him. After all, he did let you stay here this weekend."

"Hmph. Are you two best friends now?"

"Naruto," he said, frowning. "You're acting childish."

That shut Naruto up quickly. He sat there, staring at his plate instead of looking at Sasuke. He wasn't especially good at apologizing, and because he really did believe Naruto was acting childish, it was unlikely he'd take back what he said.

"If you're finished," he told Naruto. "I'll take your plate."

"Do what you want."

Sasuke got up, grabbing his plate and Naruto's. He left Naruto's glass since he hadn't finished his juice. Figuring that it would be alright to leave Naruto alone for a while, he walked into the kitchen to rinse off the dishes and pans and put them into the dishwasher. By the time he returned to the dining room, Naruto had disappeared. Sasuke checked the bedroom first, but he wasn't there. He either went outside or was downstairs, so Sasuke checked the basement first and found Naruto on the couch with the guitar in his lap.

"We forgot to put this away when your brother brought it in last night," Naruto said, strumming all the strings at once. "I don't get this thing. How can you make it sound so good but when I try it, it sounds so awful?"

"Maybe because I know how to play notes and chords and one or two songs."

"No need to brag about it," Naruto replied, but he was smiling. "Maybe you could teach me sometime."

"I'm not sure if even Itachi would have the patience for that." Sasuke smirked.

"I don't wanna learn from Itachi, I wanna learn from you."

"That makes more sense since my brother doesn't play guitar. Although, I have this feeling that if he so much as tried, he'd be better than me within an hour of practicing."

"Probably." Naruto glanced up at him, smiling even wider now.

Sasuke glared (but with affection). "Here. I'll show you." He sat on the couch. "Sit between my legs."

Naruto gave him a suspicious look. "Is this about playin' the guitar or are you hittin' on me?"

"You should only be so lucky," he replied. "Sit."

Naruto stood and Sasuke leaned all the way back against the couch so Naruto wouldn't have to literally sit on his lap. He helped Naruto place the guitar on his legs, and, wrapping his arms around him, position his fingers on the fret board to form the first chord. "Now, you take your right hand and place your finger on the top string. Pluck it."

Naruto plucked it, and it formed a solid sound.

"A," said Sasuke, repositioning his fingers. "Now try it again."

Naruto did as he was told.

"B," he said.

They went all the way to G.

"The hardest part is learning the chords, and it just takes practice. Your fingers eventually get used to where they need to be. If you're really interested in it, I could definitely teach you."

Naruto hummed and, for a moment, leaned back into him. "I wonder if that would be a good idea."

Sasuke chuckled. "If you're going to be easily distracted, maybe it's not such a good idea for someone like you."

"Someone like me?"

"With such a short attention span."

"True. I never knew I had a thing for musicians," Naruto said. "I mean, I do like that chick from Paramore, but not necessarily for her skill."

"Hn. But you like me for my skills?"

"They impress me, yeah. And annoy me, too. You're like my rival slash friend-thing."

"Good thing we decided not to refer to ourselves as lovers, too."

"Heh, yeah. Good thing." Naruto turned to him, scratching the side of his neck. "Play somethin' for me?"

"What do you want me to play?"

"Duh. House of the Rising Sun."

"Why, 'duh'?"

"Because it's one of my favorites," he said. "My mom used to like it, too, and she would sing with it when it came on the radio."

"It's one of the first songs I learned coincidentally enough."

"Do I have to move in order for you to play it?" Naruto asked.

"Nope. You stay right where you are." Sasuke settled his chin on Naruto's shoulder as he began to play.

The song itself was very simple to play, with simple chords, starting from A minor and moving into C, D, F, and back to A minor for the intro. Naruto didn't seem all that interested in an explanation so much as simply listening to the music. Eventually, he started to hum - mouth close to the other boy's ear as Naruto relaxed into his arms even further. Sasuke rocked from side to side, tapping his bare foot on the carpet.

"You'll sing a little bit?" Naruto asked quietly.

"Why don't you sing?" He continued to play through the verse.

"'Cause I like your voice. You sound like a real rock star."

"I'm not a rock star," he replied.

"Please?"

It would've been pretty hard to deny him when Naruto asked for something and also when he did it so sincerely.

So, Sasuke sang for him. "Oh mother, tell your children. Not to do what I have done. Spend your lives in sin and misery. In the house of the Rising Sun." He lifted his head off of Naruto's shoulder, quietly singing near his ear. "Well, I got one foot on the platform, and the other foot on the train. I'm goin' back to New Orleans. To wear that ball and chain." Sasuke strummed through the chords until he hit the last chorus, singing more loudly. "Well, there is a house in New Orleans, they call the Rising Sun. And it's been the ruin of many poor boy, and God I know I'm one."

When he finished playing, he took the guitar off of Naruto's lap and set it to the side. Naruto wasn't saying anything. Sasuke waited a minute before he had this feeling that he should put his arms around him.

"You okay?" He asked.

Naruto nodded and then cleared his throat. "I really do love that song."

"Me, too."

"Maybe I should learn to play somethin', and we'll start a band."

"Technically I already have a band," Sasuke said. "Or, people I play with regularly."

"I'll play the triangle."

"Why don't you play the keytar?"

Naruto laughed, his body shaking in Sasuke's arms.

"You have the weirdest sense of humor," Naruto told him.

"Do I?" Sasuke mused, tilting his head to the side. He removed his arms from around the other boy and gave him a push.

Naruto got to his feet and stretched. "I didn't say it was a bad thing, no need to go pushin' me around."

"There's always a need to push you around," he said.

"Tch. I'm... a bit sad, I think."

Sasuke got to his feet, watching Naruto as he folded his arms behind his head. "Why's that?"

"Dunno. Just have this feelin' that once I go back home, it's gonna be lonely."

"I told you we can hang out anytime this week."

"Mah. Once you drop me off, you'll forget, and I won't hear from you 'til we're at school in another week."

Sasuke raised an eyebrow. "You really think I'd forget something like this weekend?"

Naruto shrugged, which irritated him, so Sasuke shoved him in the shoulder, knocking him off balance.

"What was that for?" Naruto cried.

"You've offended me. So I'm going upstairs." He grabbed the guitar with the intention of putting it away.

Naruto caught up to him as he neared the top of the stairs, but in the middle of him whining at Sasuke, the front door opened. Sasuke stopped, and Naruto nearly ran right into him since he hadn't been paying attention.

"Good morning," Itachi said to them, eyeing the both of them suspiciously.

"Hi, Itachi!" Naruto jumped out from behind him. "How was the city? Did you guys have a good time? I'm glad I got to see you before you left. I was just sayin' to Sasuke that - "

Sasuke clapped a hand over his mouth to stop his ramblings. "I told you not to act suspicious, idiot."

"Naruto," Itachi said slowly, taking a few steps toward them.

Sasuke removed his hand from the other boy's mouth.

"Uh... yes?" Naruto scratched the back of his head.

"Are you wearing my brother's underwear?" Itachi asked.

"Er..."

"He ran out of clothes, Itachi. It's not that big of a deal," said Sasuke.

Itachi glanced from him to Naruto again. "You and I," he told Naruto. "Should have a little talk. In my room. Now."

"Um. I dunno if that's a good idea." Naruto tried to take a few steps back but it only led him to bump into Sasuke. "Sasuke, help me."

"Itachi, don't be ridiculous," Sasuke said and grabbed for Naruto's wrist.

"Are you saying he didn't violate you in any way?" Itachi asked.

"Violate?" Naruto grumbled. "Shouldn't you be more worried about that guy violatin'me?"

"So you're saying something did happen between the two of you last night while I was away? After I entrusted Sasuke into your care?"

"Uhh... w-what? I would never - "

Itachi narrowed his eyes and, grabbing hold of Naruto by the hand, pulled him out of Sasuke's grasp in order to drag him toward the bedroom. The door closed behind them, and he heard the distinct sound of it locking. He figured that at this point Naruto could handle himself.

Probably.


If anything could be said about Itachi Uchiha, it was that he had a very dark sense of humor, which Sasuke only became accustomed to over time (read: the extent of his childhood). He knew that his brother was simply giving Naruto a hard time, but he hoped that Itachi wouldn't push it too far.

After he put the guitar away, Sasuke went into the bathroom to wash his face and hands before getting dressed. He put on a pair of old jeans with some rips and holes in them and also a faded NOFX shirt. However, Sasuke began to worry when he'd had enough time to actually style his hair in the mirror without Naruto ever returning from Itachi's room. As soon as he found the belt with the studs he'd been looking for and slid it on, he decided to go see if Naruto was in need of saving.

He wandered to the other end of the hallway and heard the sound of Naruto's laughter. After knocking on the door, Naruto was the one who opened it. He stared at Sasuke.

"What?" He snapped, feeling irritated that the two of them spent all this time goofing around with each other.

Naruto bit his lip and, apparently forgetting himself, began to reach for his hair. Sasuke smacked his hand away.

"Er... You look..."

Sasuke didn't bother waiting for him to finish his sentence and walked in. He saw his brother lying on one side of the bed. The other side was rumpled so he figured Naruto'd been lying there.

"Are you two secretly having an affair I should know about?" He asked.

"Why?" Itachi asked. "Would that make you jealous?"

Naruto gave a snort before taking a flying leap onto the mattress where he sprawled out on his side of the queen-sized bed.

"Chill out, Sasuke. Your brother and I were just havin' a chat about stuff. Man to man, y'know."

"You look dressed up," said Itachi, "Going anywhere special?"

"I think he looks good," Naruto commented. "Do you have a gig or somethin' tonight?"

"Why are the both of you so concerned with what I'm wearing?" he asked. "No one says 'gig' anymore, idiot."

"Hmph."

"Sasuke, you shouldn't be so mean to a house guest."

"Why do you care?" Sasuke asked.

"Because I've grown rather fond of Naruto in the brief time that we've known each other. I even gave him my number so that we can keep in contact. That way he can let me know what's going on in your life."

Naruto sat up against the headboard and crossed his arms to his chest, smirking at him.

"I see how it is," Sasuke told them. "I'll leave the two of you alone then."

He turned around, about to head out the door, when there was a loud thud behind him as Naruto jumped to the floor. He caught Sasuke by the wrist.

"It was just a joke, Sasuke," he muttered. "Come show me how to do my hair like yours, and then I'll say goodbye to your parents, and you can take me home, okay?"

"Are you sure you wouldn't rather stay and hang out with my brother?"

"You're so annoying." Naruto, instead of holding onto his wrist, grabbed for his hand. He led the way to Sasuke's bedroom.

Sasuke shut the door halfway as Naruto started going through the contents of his backpack, apparently searching for something to wear. He threw a pair of already worn jeans and a t-shirt onto the bed.

Naruto looked like he was about to take off his boxers when he remembered Sasuke's presence. He glanced at him over his shoulder.

"Do you want me to turn around?" Sasuke asked, highly amused.

"That's up to you. I'm not bothered either way. We're both guys, so it's nothin' you haven't seen before."

"Yeah, but I haven't seen yours."

Smirking, Naruto walked over to him and, putting a hand on Sasuke's chest, pushed him toward the door until it shut behind him.

"Surely you've at least fantasized about it," said Naruto. "Once or twice."

"Don't flatter yourself. I'm not as infatuated with your penis as you seem to think."

"Sounds like somethin' Sai would say."

"Now that you've brought up that name, I'm even less interested."

"Here, how about you take them off for me?" Naruto asked

"Fine."

Even though he was glaring, he placed his hands on Naruto's waist at first before sliding them to his hips.

"You're really annoying, you know that?" Sasuke said to him.

"Here, will this help?" Naruto covered his eyes. "Now you won't be able to see anything and your purity can remain intact."

Sasuke sighed. "Naruto..."

"Take 'em off, Sasuke." Naruto dropped his voice as he spoke next to his ear.

Slipping his fingers under the waistband, he dragged the boxers lower, feeling Naruto's warm skin under his fingertips. When he had to crouch on the floor to get them the rest of the way off, Naruto kept his hand over his eyes until he was able to step out of them.

"You could've just kept those on," said Sasuke.

"Yeah, but I figured you'd like them as a souvenir. Keep your eyes closed for a sec." Naruto helped him up and made sure he stayed standing against the door.

He fought the urge not to peek.

"Alright," said Naruto.

While Naruto finished getting into his jeans, Sasuke opened his eyes and caught the tiniest glimpse of the top of Naruto's butt, which for some reason, didn't show any tan lines. Then again, maybe Naruto was the type to sunbathe in the nude for all he knew. Because he couldn't help himself, he went over as Naruto was picking up his shirt.

"Stop teasing me already," Sasuke murmured, wrapping his arms around the boy's waist.

"Tease?" Naruto replied, allowing himself to be held. "I was totally willin' to give you the full view but you went all shy on me."

"Hm." Letting go, he gave Naruto a shove that sent him forward on the bed. Sasuke crawled behind him while Naruto remained on hands and knees. He grasped his hips and dragged him backward across the sheets. Reaching underneath, he also pressed a hand to Naruto's stomach and lay over top of him.

"What are you doin'?" Naruto asked.

"Giving you a friendly hug?"

"Uh huh."

"I won't try anything. Since I know how much you don't like this position." He allowed his hand to travel further south, where it briefly skirted the length of Naruto's thigh and then up again. Sasuke purposely avoided touching anything else.

"Get up a second," Naruto said.

Sasuke got off of him, watching as Naruto flipped onto his back and, grabbing hold of his belt, brought Sasuke down on top of him. He caught himself on the other boy's shoulders.

"Thought you might like to be on top," Naruto said.

"I was already on top, idiot."

"True, but now I can see your face."

"Is that really so important?"

"It is to me," Naruto answered, smiling at him. "You really do look good today."

"I don't look good every day?" He settled more comfortably between Naruto's legs.

"You look alright." Naruto smirked. "What about me?"

"Considering you're half-naked underneath me right now, I'd say you look very good. Although, I liked it better when you were in my underwear."

Naruto chuckled, throwing both arms around his neck. "Do you think I'm sexy?"

"...Yes," he said. "Very much so."

Licking his lips, Naruto shifted underneath him. "Really?"

"I won't repeat myself." Tilting his head, he placed a kiss to the side of Naruto's neck. He kissed him a few more times, sucked, and, moving his lips lower so that it might not show if he did it too hard, bit him below his collar bone.

Growling, Naruto gripped of the back of his belt and forced Sasuke to rock his hips. As they started to grind against each other, Sasuke returned to kissing and sucking at Naruto's throat.

"Fuck. Unfair," Naruto muttered. "I didn't get off last night."

Sasuke slid his way up to Naruto's lips. "Should I get you off now?"

"We didn't lock the door."

"I don't care," he breathed against Naruto's mouth.

"You acted like you did earlier."

"If it means I can finally get you off, I really don't fucking care if someone walks in on us, Naruto."

But Naruto put a hand to his chest. "Sasuke."

"If you don't want me to, just say so," he said accusingly, searching the other boy's face. Naruto's cheeks were flushed and he clearly looked torn.

"I don't want you to... do anything that you'll regret."

Frustrated, Sasuke got off of him and rolled to the other side of the bed. He could hear Naruto's heavy breathing.

"Are you mad?" Naruto asked after some time.

"A little," he answered.

"I just have a feelin' that now isn't the right time."

"So you're psychic now?"

"Sasuke," said Naruto. "Don't be a dick." The bed creaked as he slid up behind him, lifted his hair, and tenderly kissed the back of his neck.

It was the first time he really hated the idea of Naruto returning home. What would things be like for them afterward? Would Naruto go home and realize that hanging out with him meant he was going to constantly be the object of Sasuke's desires? Maybe Naruto would feel relief in being left alone.

"As soon as you get dressed," said Sasuke, "I'll take you home."

"I don't wanna go home if it's just 'cause you're mad at me."

"I'm not mad at you, idiot."

"Then what?"

"It's nothing."

"It's not 'nothing'."

"You wouldn't understand even if I explained it to you," he said bitterly.

"I might." Naruto put an arm around him, but Sasuke knocked it away and got off of the bed.

"Let me know when you're ready. I'll leave so you can get dressed."

"Sasuke, dammit, don't start thinkin' weird things in your head - "

That's as much as he heard before he left the room and decided to have a talk with his brother.


When he went inside his brother's bedroom (the door was half open), he found Itachi lying in bed, one arm covering his eyes.

"Sasuke," he said. "Would you mind bringing over my glasses?"

"I hate when you do that," Sasuke muttered. "How did you even hear me come in?"

"I have my ways." He held out his hand, and Sasuke gave him the glasses.

"Are your eyes hurting again?" Sasuke asked.

"A little," Itachi answered. "Do you also have things you'd like to talk about with me? Why don't you lie down next to me like your friend did."

"Naruto asked you questions?"

"After I teased him for a while. I started with a lecture about safe sex and how it's safest if he doesn't have sex with you."

Sasuke chuckled despite himself as he crawled into the bed. He thought the pillow smelled like Naruto.

"He didn't tell you anything, did he?" Sasuke asked.

"Of course not." Itachi, putting his glasses on, looked over at him. "Did something happen?"

Sasuke squinted at him, debating whether he should own up to it.

Instead he replied, "The reason you left us alone was to give us privacy, wasn't it?"

"I thought you both might be able to work out your issues if you had time to yourselves."

"I'm not so sure we worked out our issues," he said. "Maybe we only made things more complicated."

"What makes you say that?" Itachi asked. "Naruto didn't seem bothered earlier. In fact, he didn't seem any different than usual so, frankly, I wasn't even sure anything happened, but hearing you now, I presume something did."

"Not a lot happened, but enough to cause a whole new tension, I think."

"You're both too young to be overthinking these things. Naruto doesn't seem the type, so it must be you. Worrying. Because that's what you do, Sasuke. If I thought Naruto was a person you couldn't trust, then I wouldn't have left you alone with him."

Sasuke blinked at his brother. "I'm not afraid of Naruto."

"Then what are you afraid of?"

Sasuke glanced at the ceiling. What was he afraid of? Deep down, he wasn't afraid of Naruto intentionally hurting him in any way. In fact, he knew that was the last thing the other boy would want or try to do. So, what was his hang up?

"I don't know," he said quietly. "It feels like tomorrow I may wake up... and everything that's happened between us will turn out to be a dream."

"That seems highly unlikely. What happened in your childhood to make you this paranoid?"

Sasuke glared at him. "Probably all the annoying pranks you used to play on me. Some of them were not all that funny."

"I apologize. I didn't realize you were so traumatized."

Itachi rolled to his side, looked at Sasuke, and then reached over to press two fingers against his forehead. Without even poking him like he normally would, he put his hand on top of Sasuke's head and ruffled his hair.

"Don't rush Naruto. You shouldn't rush yourself either. If you're both smart about it, you'll become best friends, people who are extremely important to each other, and maybe in time, something more. So long as you always try to understand where the other is coming from, because," he touched Sasuke's cheek, "You both have similar intentions. Different methodologies, but... you two really are very similar."

"You really like him, don't you?" Sasuke asked.

"Yes, I do."

He glared. "You two better not send each other inappropriate texts."

"Really, Sasuke? Do you think Naruto's my type?"

"I've never seen you with a girl that was in any way like Naruto."

"Maybe I'll have to change my type." He pat Sasuke's cheek before rolling to his back again. "Before you take him home, make sure he says goodbye to me, or I'll be very angry."

"I suppose I should see if he's ready. I told him I'd drive him home as soon as he got dressed."

"You're driving him home?" Itachi asked.

"He said he wanted me to."

"If you don't want to, then I would be happy to drive him home."

As Sasuke sat up, he scowled at his brother. "I said I would, so I'm going to."

"You know. Maybe you two need to do more than what you did last night. You seem... very tense."

"Shut up and mind your own business," he said, walking out of the room to check on Naruto.

When he returned to his bedroom, Naruto was dressed with his backpack all ready to go. He was playing on his phone. Sasuke thought he looked unhappy.

"Naruto," he said.

Naruto didn't even look up from his phone. "I'm ready if you are."

"Listen..." he sighed as he approached the bed. "About before... I'm..."

Naruto glanced up at him.

"...Sorry," he finished.

"It's fine. You're probably irritated 'cause we've spent the last few days glued to each other."

"That's not it. Don't put words in my mouth."

"You always do it to me," Naruto argued. "You're always jumpin' to the worst conclusions and assumin' the worst and never trustin' me."

"That's not..." He stood in front of Naruto. "That's not true at all. Well, at least the part about me not trusting you." Sasuke slipped his hands into his pockets. "I'm apologizing to you. Are you going to accept it or not?"

"I'll accept it," Naruto mumbled.

"Well, are you ready?"

"Not really, but I guess I should go back home."

Sasuke lightly nudged Naruto's foot with his own. "Shall I ask you to stay forever then? You can live in Itachi's room."

"Hmm..." Naruto looked as though he was actually considering it.

"I was kidding. I thought that would be obvious."

"Yeah, I know, but... I like the idea. A lot."

"I'm sure your father might take issue with that." Sasuke removed one of his hands from his pocket and used it to brush Naruto's hair to the side.

"You didn't even fix my hair for me," said Naruto.

"It doesn't need to be fixed. I'm a bit jealous, really. That your hair looks good even after waking up in bed."

Naruto smiled at the compliment. "Heh. You think I'm hot."

"You're okay. Now, get up, and we'll say goodbye to my parents and Itachi." He held out a hand.

Naruto took it, and Sasuke pulled him to his feet.

"I'm gonna kiss you now, just so y'know," Naruto said, and with his thumb skimming over Sasuke's, he leaned in to kiss him.

For all its briefness, there was an audible smacking noise as Naruto paid equal attention to bottom and top lip, sucking on both, drawing out the contact.

"What was that for?" Sasuke asked afterward.

"Just because," Naruto replied with a shrug. "In case you haven't noticed, I'm impulsive."

"You mean repulsive?" Sasuke smirked.

"Ha ha, very funny." He let go of Sasuke's hand and picked up his backpack. "Shall we?"

Sasuke was reminded of last night when Naruto had said the same thing before kissing him because of that dare.

"One more time, and then I swear we're going." Sasuke grabbed him by the back of the neck, pulled him in, and kissed Naruto deeply.

Frankly, he was going to miss being able to kiss this idiot whenever he felt like it; in fact, he'd really enjoyed having Naruto around these past few days. Being able to talk to him, whether they were fighting or yelling at each other, or whether they were being intimate and gentle - having the ability to express all those things with another person made him feel like a weight had been lifted off of his shoulders. He felt grateful and wanted to show it somehow.

"...What was that for?" Naruto asked when they drew apart.

"Just because," Sasuke answered. "Your impulsiveness must be rubbing off on me, and, no, don't make a dumb comment about me saying 'rubbing off'."

"I wasn't gonna make such an immature joke." Naruto smiled.

Sasuke smiled back and, for the last time, took hold of a piece of wayward blond hair and tucked it behind the other boy's ear. "Let's get you home."