Hi people! I know it took a while, but it's here. I don't think it's that good, actually I don't think it's good at all… At least it gets the point across. If you still don't know what's going on, I'll have a chapter description at the end of the chapter. And after I finish typing this, I'll work on chapter 14? of Well Here Goes Nothing. Maybe, perhaps. We'll just have to wait and see ;D. Well, without further ado, chapter 2 of Piece of Cake, Piece of Pie. Oh and b-t-w, this is just a chapter to get things moving along, so it's short and stupid. I'm sorry. And I'm gonna need time to get all next chapters for my stories done. So Chapter 3 might be a while….Apologies again.

"So Sasuke, what brings you here?"

"I need…I need….help." That last part came out as a gurgled yelp. It's not like Sasuke went around asking for help on a daily basis.

"Well you must be here for either sex help…or good reading material help perhaps?" He raised his only visible eyebrow as he waved the nearest copy of 'Icha Icha Paradise' a few feet from Sasuke's face, in case he was in a pissy mood. No damage should befall his innocent beloved Icha Icha. And since the room they happened to be in was his room---Apparently Iruka was in the kitchen making lunch and anything Naruto-related would surely get to the blonde somehow---there were a ton of the books all over the floor.

"Um, no. Naruto won't go public with our…thing." Sasuke seemed to try to translate what he meant with his hands. "And he won't admit that we have…a thing." Then his usual scowl was replaced with a highly rare worried look. The only people that ever saw Sasuke with his guard down were Naruto and Kakashi. Well, the only people still alive, that is.

"Hmmm…" Kakashi gave Sasuke a quick once-over. "Well there's your first problem right there. How do you expect for him to admit to it if you won't even do it yourself?" Sasuke suddenly tensed and straightened up. "And furthermore, though you have nothing to lose, doesn't mean he doesn't. He wants to become Hokage. You of all people should know that. Hell, the whole frickin' world should know it at this rate! The counsel isn't exactly 'free-spirited' and unbiased. They're homophobes. And if they catch even a whiff of this 'NaruSasuNaru' going on all over the place---Yeah, I know about all those alleyways you massacred with your nonstop humping. Anyway, if they catch even a morsel of your sexcapades, guess what? Game over for Naruto."

Sasuke's jaw slightly dropped, and his head tilted to the right a tad. He could've sworn he covered their tracks for the past 79 alleys. At least the pervert didn't know about the park…or their roof…or the Hokage Mountain…or the---He should stop. He could feel the pressure in his jeans and the heat rising to his face and the blood rushing to his groin.

"Whatever train of thought you have, terminate it now."

Sasuke stiffened.

"Now, back to what I was saying. You need---"

-BEEP BEEP BEEP-

"Oh look at the time, I've gotta run. I've got an eight-month-long mission I need to be heading off to. So, please see your way out through that window over there, I need to give Iruka numerous amount of shags---and the other way around a few times for good measure---before I go."

Not wanting to hear anymore about two of his old teachers getting it on, Sasuke hurriedly made his way to the previously mentioned window.

"Oh and Sasuke?" Sasuke turned slowly, with one leg out the window, somewhat fearing what may come out of his teacher's perverted mouth next. "When I get back, have a list of ideas to solve your little 'problem'. Ciao!" Then Kakashi disappeared in a cloud of smoke to the kitchen, to give Iruka a little surprise before he left. As Sasuke climbed out the window to the tree across from it, he thought to himself,

'What a waste.'

EIGHT MONTHS AND TWO DAYS LATER

"I come back eight months later and this is all you've got?"

"Shove it Kakashi."

Sasuke sat on his couch as Kakashi stood above him reading the list he had come up with in the past seven months and four days, obviously not pleased. Naruto was out with Iruka right now at the ramen shop, catching up with a good ol' pastime, so they have some time of their own.

"Trim the hedges for a week?"

"…"

"Clean the bathroom?"

"…"

"Who is he, your mother?"

"…"

"What the hell are you trying to do? Coax him in raising your allowance?"

"…"

"For Kami's sake Sasuke! You're fudging eighteen years old, you've gotta come better than this---"

"Would you shut up and help me already?! You act like I do this for a living!" Sasuke rose, his temper rising after hearing his hard work criticized. It's not like this shit was easy! But Sasuke's outburst went unnoticed, and Kakashi continued to rant.

So he sat back down.

"Bake a cake?!?! What kind of shi---"

-LIGHTBULB BING-

A dark brow rose in curiosity at the sudden halt.

"In case you're wondering, I have an idea. Instead of baking a cake…" Kakashi paused again, contemplating whether telling Sasuke was a good idea or not. "…Why don't you be the cake?"

"Come again?" Sasuke didn't like the sound of where this could be going.

"That exactly what Naruto'll be screaming when he gets a load of you." (1)

He also didn't like that lecherous grin donning Kakashi's unmasked face. "Huh?"

"You know, for a genius, you're pretty stupid. Anyway, you'll see what I mean soon enough. Now, here's the plan…"

What I meant by that was that Naruto will be screaming 'Cum again!' I didn't think it was that funny, but hey look! I typed it anyway!

Damn this chapter is short.

Anyhoooo!

So far, Sasuke has confronted Naruto in their kitchen and Sasuke is going to Kakashi for help. Kakashi has a plan. Maybe we'll see what it was next chapter. I seem to really have a thing for accidental cliffhangers, and for that, I am sorry. So, until next time, jaa!

TheDarkestWhiteRose.