AN: (Edit) Due to the FF smackdown, I've edited all lemony chapters to be less detailed so if they seem kinda disjointed, that's why. If you want the original versions, they're posted on Ygal.

Disclaimer: Stiiiiiill K. Masashi's.

"Sasuke."

The raven let out a groan, batting at the hand clutching his shoulder and rolling over, turning his back on whoever was trying to wake him up. The hand just returned and shook harder.

"Sasuke, wake up."

It took a few seconds for his brain to register that it was the blond moron shaking him, and growling, he sat up and peeled open sleepy eyes, seeing him crouched down beside his seat. A stewardess was behind him.

"What?" he snapped. He hadn't slept much the past few days, and getting woken up really wasn't sitting well with him.

"We're landing, they need you to put your seat back up."

"Then why didn't they ask?" he grumbled, shifting into a sitting position and starting to put his seat back upright.

"They tried," Naruto said with a small chuckle, the stewardess thanking him in hushed tones, but Sasuke still heard.

"Hn," he said intelligently.

Naruto laughed and leaned forward. Sasuke felt lips press against his own before really registering what was happening, and before he could think of how to respond, Naruto stood and was gone. The blond was seated in front of him—how Itachi had managed that miracle, Sasuke would never know—so all he saw was the other's back.

Rubbing the sleep from his eyes, Sasuke cleared his throat and looked around, seeing that all the other passengers were seated upright now, even though a few of them looked like they were trying to sleep some more.

Sasuke just stared out the window at the inky blackness outside until lights came into view. Then the runway did, and a few minutes later, they were on the ground. He was eager to get off the plane, the recycled air was starting to hurt his throat.

When it finally stopped at the gate, he was on his feet immediately, grabbing his bag out of the overhead compartment and moving up beside Naruto, who was still unfastening his seatbelt. The blond chuckled.

"Someone's excited to be back."

"I just wanna get off this plane," he muttered, grabbing Naruto's bag from the overhead compartment and tossing it to him. The blond just laughed again and followed him out.

They followed the signs to customs, and then went to grab the one suitcase Sasuke had repacked for the trip back. While they exited the baggage claim, Naruto's hand kept brushing against Sasuke's and the raven couldn't tell if it was an accident or on purpose.

As angry as he wanted to be, he still couldn't help but feel a little romantic—even though he was against romance, fucking hated it—that Naruto had actually chased him across the world. Sure, Itachi had paid, but still. It was the thought that counted and... it was nice. It almost proved to him that the blond actually gave a shit about him.

So when his tanned hand brushed against his own again, Sasuke twisted his wrist to lightly close his index and middle fingers around one of Naruto's. The blond glanced at him, but the Uchiha kept his gaze fixed forward, though he did notice his boyfriend smile before intertwining their fingers.

Walking towards the exit, Sasuke stopped and frowned, head turned towards one of the other exits.

"What is it?" Naruto asked.

"Isn't that—is that Itachi?"

Naruto followed his gaze and, sure enough, Itachi was walking towards them with his hands in his pockets and a smirk on his face. Sasuke cocked an eyebrow, watching his brother move closer. While he'd like to think the other was happy he was back, he knew it was something else.

"I think my brother got laid," he stated bluntly.

"About time, no wonder he's always so grumpy." Naruto grinned at him. "Probably runs in the family."

"You'd know, wouldn't you?" Sasuke glared, silently reminding him of their almost-sexual encounter. The blond pressed his lips together and cleared his throat awkwardly.

"Congratulations, Uzumaki." Itachi stopped in front of them. "You actually succeeded. I'm impressed. Either you're good with words, or my brother is more idiotic than I imagined."

"Nice to see you, too, Itachi," Sasuke said dryly.

His brother just smirked and grabbed his suitcase for him, the three of them walking towards the exit.

"Are mum and dad here?" the younger Uchiha inquired, which earned him a head shake.

"No, they're sleeping. They don't even know you're on your way back. It'll be a nice surprise for them. I came with Kiba."

"Kiba?" Naruto turned to Itachi, shocked and a little confused. "What's he doing here?"

"He never left." Itachi turned to smirk at him.

Sasuke felt the blond tense and saw his face dissolve into a mask of horror. It took him a second to realize why. Because he'd said his brother had obviously gotten laid, and considering what Naruto had said about Kiba...

"Oh God... Oh God!"

The blond let go of his hand and bolted out the doors, racing across the lot to a very familiar looking car. Sasuke just cocked an eyebrow and turned to look at his brother, who really did look very pleased with himself.

"You didn't... actually, did you?" He was almost afraid to find out the answer.

"Are you really asking me that question?" Itachi inquired, causing Sasuke to sigh with relief. "Of course I did."

Why Sasuke had thought Itachi wouldn't have gone through with it, he had no idea. Maybe he'd mistaken his brother for someone else.

But clearly, he'd done whatever he wished, because Sasuke could see the same brunet he'd seen at Naruto's now punching the crap out of him and attempting to strangle him. The Uchiha would have pitied the many fights his boyfriend had gotten into recently, but all of them appeared to be his own fault, so he had no sympathy.

"I thought Naruto said he wasn't gay."

"Trust me, he's not." Itachi smirked at him. "Yet."

"Does his mother know about this?"

"Of course she does. She'll drop the kidnapping charges eventually."

Sasuke sighed and shook his head, the two of them appearing in front of the fighting morons. Kiba was holding Naruto in a headlock, and the blond's face was actually looking a tinge on the blue side.

As if sensing them, Kiba looked up, but kept his chokehold. "You must be the girlfriend. Nice to finally meet you."

"Am I going to need to pull my pants down to prove to everyone I'm a man?" Sasuke demanded irritably.

"Please don't, I enjoy my eyesight." Itachi flipped keys in his hand and moved around the two boys to the trunk, opening it and putting Sasuke's suitcase inside.

"Sasuke Uchiha," the younger Uchiha finally said, Itachi slamming the trunk and getting into the driver's seat.

"Kiba Inuzuka," the brunet grunted back, Naruto punching him in the side to get him to let go, but he didn't. "Just so you know, your brother's a thief, a kidnapper, and a rapist."

"I don't doubt that. Sorry you were left alone with him."

"Choking," Naruto gasped out, interrupting their conversation. He motioned the arm around his neck, then slapped the ground, gasping.

"Think he deserves to be let go?" Kiba grunted, struggling to keep his hold.

Sasuke watched Naruto, the blond's blue eyes locked with his own. Then, he shrugged. "Nah, pass him out, we can drag him into the car."

The brunet grinned and shifted his gaze to his best friend. "I like this guy. You shoulda introduced us earlier."

Sasuke smirked and crossed him arms, standing in front of the two men and waiting for the blond to pass out.

Sure, it was mean. But the guy deserved it.

Especially for leaving Kiba alone with his psychotic brother.

No one deserved that.

"Wake up."

Gasping loudly at the freezing cold water splashed onto his face, Sasuke turned to look at his brother's retreating back and would have shouted any profanities he could think of were he not now a frozen piece of flesh.

He felt like he was leaving behind pieces of himself when he climbed out of bed and shuffled into the bathroom to get his bathrobe. Water dripped from his hair onto his chest and back and he pulled the cotton robe around himself tightly, letting out a slow breath.

Definitely not the best wake up call he'd ever gotten.

He almost wanted to go back to bed to spite his brother, but he knew he was woken up to go down since his parents were probably up, so he just brushed his teeth and relieved himself, and then moved back into his room.

He glanced out the window and across the street, but Naruto's room was empty—or he was sleeping. He didn't know which.

The ride home had been incredibly awkward, not even because of Naruto and Kiba's fight, but because of Kiba and his brother.

The brunet had ended up letting Naruto go before the blond passed out, but it had been close. Then they'd actually introduced each other properly, and Sasuke had apologized for causing Kiba so much trouble with his brother. Kiba had insisted it wasn't him who should apologize.

They'd spoken for a few minutes outside the car, and Sasuke found out he actually didn't mind Kiba so much. The guy was kind of entertaining. And, as promised by both of them, they were getting along really well—mostly by ganging up on Naruto, but hey, they were getting along.

Itachi had shouted out the window after about twenty minutes of them standing there talking, and then Kiba had hung back a little bit to coax one of the others into the front. Sasuke had noticed, and taken pity on him and tried to sit in the shotgun seat, but Itachi had rather painfully kicked him out, stomped out of the car, and practically hurled the brunet into the seat.

Naruto shifted uncomfortably beside him the whole ride home, while both of them watched Itachi grope and molest the poor moron in the passenger seat.

When they finally got home, Sasuke bolted from the car, really not interested in seeing his brother make out with someone, then he'd said good night to Naruto. His brother had exited the car, and Sasuke had never seen someone drive away so fast.

They'd all gone inside, Sasuke going straight to his room and passing out on his bed. And now, here they all were. Christmas day, which was family day, which meant no Naruto until tomorrow. He supposed he was fine with that, considering they were still kind of unclear on what they were doing now.

Yawning and wrapping his robe around himself more tightly, Sasuke descended the stairs and heard a fork clatter loudly against a plate. Looking up, he saw his mother staring at him with her mouth hanging open.

Itachi smiled, patting her hand. "Merry Christmas, mum."

She turned to him, shocked, and then looked back at Sasuke. "You did this...?" She looked back at Itachi, patted his cheek and then stood up, rushing around the table with her arms outstretched. The second she reached Sasuke, she hugged him tightly.

He felt bad, now. Bad for having left and making her upset. But it was okay, because he'd fixed it. With help from Itachi and Naruto, sure, but at least he'd fixed it. He hugged her back tightly and kissed her cheek.

"Merry Christmas, mum."

"Glad you're back, son." Fugaku was beside him, now, patting his shoulder. "Had us a little worried, there. Cut it a little close, don't you think?"

"Yeah. Sorry."

"You're here." Mikoto pulled away and cradled his face in her hands, smiling brightly. "That's all that matters."

"Thanks."

After that somewhat awkward moment, Sasuke managed to make his way to the table, and he and his family had a semi-normal breakfast together with no phones ringing, and no talking about work. Though Itachi did bring up something that Sasuke was interested to find out his father's reaction to.

"I've got a boyfriend," he said bluntly halfway through breakfast.

Sasuke's chewing stopped, mostly because he didn't think kidnapping and rape should constitute as a new boyfriend, but his brother was a little weird in the head sometimes.

Most of the time.

All right, always.

"Really?" Mikoto smiled brightly and took another bite of her pancakes. "That's nice, honey. Is it Deidara? You two have been dancing around each other for a long time."

"No, Kiba Inuzuka."

Sasuke's head whipped towards his father, and instead of seeing shock and anger, his father was as calm as ever. As if—what Minato had said about his father being able to separate his private life and his work life was true...

"The way I understand it," Fugaku said, wiping his mouth with a napkin and taking a sip of coffee, "is that you kidnapped him and held him hostage for three days."

"It was only two," Itachi corrected. "One and a half, if we're going to get technical."

"You don't care?" Sasuke asked slowly, looking at his father.

"Why would I care?" Fugaku inquired. "You're dating Naruto."

"Yeah but..." Shaking his head, he decided just to let it drop, not wanting to get involved. "So, how did Kiba's mom react?"

"She was angry about the kidnapping, but I'm sure she's fine with it now that he's home for Christmas." Fugaku paused. "He... is home, right?"

Oh, good, I'm not the only one who thinks Itachi's a psychopathic murderer.

"Yes, he's home." Itachi smirked a little. "You know, if things go well, maybe our companies could end up merging."

"Let's not go there just yet," Fugaku said with a snort, continuing to eat.

The phone rang, all four of them turning to look at it. When no one moved to get up, Sasuke figured he'd be the safest to answer the phone and shifted to do so, walking into the kitchen and pulling the handle off the cradle.

"Hello?"

"Merry Christmas. Gotten laid yet?"

Smirking and shaking his head, Sasuke leaned back against the counter and shoved his free hand in his pocket. "No, I haven't yet. I'm hoping it'll be my Christmas present."

"Hm, pity. Means you're still sexually frustrated. Make sure you're not when you come home, you're troublesome when you're frustrated."

"Can't make any promises, but I'll try," Sasuke said with a snort.

"Is everything okay with you? You sound... different."

"Is that bad?"

"No, I don't care either way, you just sound somewhat happier."

"It's Christmas, Shikamaru."

"You hate Christmas," the genius reminded him.

"I know. I guess... I have a new understanding of what it means."

"... I'm hanging up on you now. Please be back to normal by next semester."

"Merry Christmas, Bambi."

The line went dead and Sasuke shook his head before hanging up.

To say the day was uneventful would—probably be a lie, really. Though he'd already known what all his presents were, it was still nice unwrapping them. His family had spent all day inside, and they'd watched some movies, and ordered in some Chinese food, and just had an all-around lazy day.

But they laughed a lot, and everyone was really happy, which Sasuke couldn't remember happening last year. His father seemed less stressed, his mother was as happy as always, his brother was recently laid, and Sasuke... well, he felt he'd learned a few things from Naruto.

He'd honestly not expected to be allowed to see him all day, since Christmas was family time, but around seven, they still hadn't eaten dinner—which was weird—and Sasuke found out why when the doorbell rang.

He went to open it, and immediately got crushed into a bear hug, Kushina kissing his cheek and calling him handsome, even though he was wearing his pyjamas still. He noticed she was, too, but it was still weird.

When she finally let him go and ran to hug Mikoto, Sasuke leaned against the side of the door, holding his ribs with one hand and gasping for air. Minato just laughed and patted his shoulder.

"Merry Christmas, Sasuke."

"If I'm still alive to continue celebrating it," Sasuke replied, which made Minato laugh harder and shake his head, disappearing into the house.

Naruto stayed on the porch, hands in his jacket pockets and a smile on his face. Not a grin, or a sleezy smile, an actual smile.

"Walk with me?" he asked, turning his body to the side a little and motioning down the driveway.

Sasuke turned to look behind him at his family, but saw that Minato and Kushina were entertaining them enough. Looking back at Naruto, he raked a hand through his hair and nodded, grabbing his coat and pulling it on, then shoving his feet into his boots.

They both started down the driveway, Sasuke's legs getting cold really fast since his pants were thin. Naruto was also wearing pyjama bottoms, though, so he felt a little better knowing he wasn't the only one suffering.

"How was Christmas for you?" Naruto asked, walking slowly down the street, looking over at Sasuke. The raven just nodded.

"Good. Interesting, honestly. Itachi told my dad about Kiba."

"No way!" Naruto laughed. "Holy shit, what did he say?"

"He actually didn't care, aside from the fact that Itachi kidnapped him." Sasuke snorted. "Apparently my dad cares about as much as I do about all this." He shrugged. "Guess that's a good thing."

"Yeah." Naruto pulled one hand out of his pocket and wrapped it around Sasuke's shoulders. The Uchiha let him, but didn't take his own hands out of his pockets. They were cold. "Kiba called and said his mother was only pissed he'd gotten kidnapped, but didn't much care about who had taken him."

"You caused yourself all this worry and anxiety for nothing."

"Yeah." Naruto laughed. "Yeah, I guess I did. Not as smart as people think I am."

"Nobody thinks you're smart," Sasuke informed him, the blond bumping him with his hip. "So now that we're all being honest, wanna tell me the truth about how you got all beat up?"

"Well, I was walking out of the airport, and my friend Kiba—"

"Before that," Sasuke said, rolling his eyes.

"Okay, that was when I went to Canada to convince my boyfriend to—"

"Before that," Sasuke said with a sigh.

"Oh, you mean the first time I got beat up in the past three days?" Naruto asked dryly. Sasuke snorted.

"You deserved every beating."

"Asshole."

"Moron."

"Dick."

"Only if you promise to suck it."

Naruto snorted and let a laugh escape his throat, bumping Sasuke with his hip again and sighing. "It happened when I went to France. That's where Kiba is right now. We went to see a concert and these guys started something so I finished it."

"Kiba didn't have a mark on him, what did he do, stand back and watch?" Sasuke cocked an eyebrow.

"Uh, yeah, he's uh—better at ducking than I am." Naruto laughed nervously, rubbing the back of his neck.

Sasuke couldn't help but laugh at that, because it was actually ridiculously true, considering how many hits he'd gotten in during their not-fight in Canada. He called it a not-fight because Naruto was basically hitting Sasuke's fist with his face.

"What concert?" he asked when he'd calmed down, mostly out of curiosity.

"All That Remains."

Sasuke froze, Naruto stopping short as well, turning to look at him.

"What?"

"I wanted to see that with you," he accused, narrowing his eyes. The blond winced.

"Yeah, I know. Which was why I was so horrified when you asked me. Because had it been a day earlier, I'd have gone with you and not Kiba."

"Tch." Sasuke shrugged Naruto's arm off his shoulders and stalked away into a nearby park, scowling slightly.

"Come on, Sasuke, that's not fair!" Naruto chased after him, walking backwards and pouting. "I would've gone with you, you know I would have!"

"But if you'd just introduced Kiba and I from the get go, all three of us could have gone," he insisted, annoyed he'd missed out.

"I'm sorry." Naruto forced him to stop. "I'm really sorry, okay? Next time they're nearby, I promise I'll even get the tickets. Okay?" He brought one hand up to Sasuke's face, his cold fingers brushing against his skin.

"Fine," Sasuke acquiesced finally.

"Good." Naruto smiled and then leaned in to kiss him.

The Uchiha would've been lying if he said he hadn't missed the blond's taste. He wrapped both arms around the other's neck and pulled him closer, sucking lewdly on his tongue. Naruto took a step forward and Sasuke allowed him to push him back until he felt his back thump against something hard and cold.

He didn't have time to dwell on it for long, because Naruto's mouth shifted from his own to his neck, sucking on his pulse and biting down so hard Sasuke was sure he would have teeth impressions in his skin for days.

"Fuck, I want you so bad," Naruto breathed against his neck once he was done, licking his way back up to his chin and kissing him again, his thigh pushing between Sasuke's legs.

"Nn, then what keeps taking you so long?" Sasuke breathed once the blond pulled away from their kiss again to mark the other side of his neck.

He inhaled sharply when cold fingers found their way up under his shirt, exploring his chest almost urgently. Groaning, he buried one hand in the other's hair and tugged at the back of his jacket with the other.

"Fuck," he hissed out.

"God, stop making those noises," Naruto almost begged.

"How can you expect me to when you keep holding out on me?" Sasuke demanded, tugging on the blond's hair harshly to get him to lift his head and crushing their lips together again.

He felt Naruto's hands fumbling for a few seconds, unsure of what he was doing until the blond pulled himself away slightly, and then his hands were tugging at Sasuke's pants. The cold air hitting his skin was like a slap in the face.

Grunting under his breath, Naruto grabbed him with both hands and pulled up, Sasuke wrapping his legs up around the blond to the best of his ability, considering his pants were still wrapped around his knees.

The blond improvised, though, pushing him against the surface that the raven was leaning against.

"This is gonna hurt," Naruto warned breathlessly in the raven's ear.

"It's okay, we both know I'm a masochist."

Naruto just chuckled and followed through with what Sasuke had been waiting for since they'd first met. It did hurt, but not so much that it was taking away from the pleasure of finally being fucked by Naruto.

He felt the blond exhale shakily against his neck, and Sasuke just smirked, one hand still gripping the other's hair, and the other pulling at his jacket.

"Move, before I regret letting you fuck me."

"Screw you, Uchiha."

"I believe we're already covering that, Uzuma—" He cut off with a cry. "Fuck!"

His hands both shifted to gripping Naruto's jacket, his lower back rubbing against the cold surface behind him.

Grunting, he bit at Naruto's jawline, since it was the only thing his teeth could reach, and panted against his ear.

Sasuke still didn't believe this was happening. After days of sexual tension and the need to just get fucked by this Adonis, it seemed almost surreal for it to actually be happening, especially in the middle of a snowy park.

Letting out another shout, his eyes slid shut and his breathing came faster. He could tell Naruto was close, but the blond wasn't going to get off before him.

Sasuke was all right with that.

Tugging at the back of his jacket, Sasuke let out a half-strangled scream of Naruto's name with his release.

Less than ten seconds later, he felt the blond go rigid, Sasuke's name falling breathlessly from his lips.

Naruto pushed all of his weight against Sasuke to keep them both up, but the raven slowly put his feet back on the ground. He winced, knowing he'd have to change his pants the second he got back to the house, but not really caring.

That had been the best fuck of his life.

When he felt he could safely move again, he pushed at Naruto to get him to take a step back so he could pull up his pants. His ass was getting numb, and he wanted to keep that. It was important to him, it allowed him to sit down.

Getting them back up, he watched Naruto, the other's blue eyes locked on Sasuke's crotch and his tongue coming out to moisten his lips. The Uchiha snorted.

"Don't even think about it."

"Too late," Naruto insisted, grinning at him.

Snorting again, Sasuke took a step forward and then turned to look at what they'd been fucking against. He cocked an eyebrow, then looked back at Naruto incredulously.

"Did you just fuck me against a snowman?"

Naruto looked past him at the mounds of snow, and then grinned. "Yeah. Yeah, I guess I did."

"I'm gonna get frostbite on my ass." Sasuke shoved Naruto in the chest, stalking past him through the snow.

The blond just laughed hysterically before running to catch up, entwining his fingers with Sasuke's before leaning over to kiss his temple. "Merry Christmas."

"Best present ever," Sasuke replied with a smirk.

"Good to know, but I have a real present for you at home."

Oh? Sasuke was intrigued now. Good thing he had a present for Naruto, too.

The present giving had had to wait, since the second they got home, their parents were wanting to know where they were and had ushered them to the dining room for dinner. Which had been awkward for Sasuke since he still had to change his pants, and his brother was staring at him with disgust for almost the entire meal.

Every time he'd tried to excuse himself to go to the bathroom, Kushina or his mother would force him back into his seat and continue blabbering on about whatever it was they were talking about. He didn't manage to escape until dinner was done and the women were in the kitchen getting dessert ready. Minato had quickly followed because he was afraid for everyone's health having his wife so close to food that would be served.

Sneaking up the stairs, Sasuke bolted for his room and slammed the door shut. Grabbing a clean pair of pants, he rushed into the bathroom and peeled off the soiled ones, wincing slightly and grabbing a wet cloth to clean himself off with before pulling on the new pair. He felt a million times better once he was clean, and sighed with relief before going back downstairs.

Itachi was in a better mood after that, and they all ate dessert chatting and joking about the year to come. When coffee was being served, Itachi was excused from the table and told he could go out to celebrate, which he did. Sasuke eyed him suspiciously on his way out the door, mostly because he had grabbed his passport. He hoped Naruto hadn't noticed, otherwise the blond was going to spend the night trying to protect Kiba.

After he left, Sasuke asked to be excused, and he and Naruto were told they could go wherever they liked. Naruto left the house briefly so he could go get Sasuke's present, and the raven went upstairs to his room to wait for him with his own.

When the blond returned, he grinned happily, bouncing into the room and right up to Sasuke, kissing him briefly and then holding out a wrapped present. Snorting at his excitement, the Uchiha took it, then hesitated before giving his own.

"Open together, or one at a time?"

"I wanna be greedy and say together but, I think one at a time."

"Okay." Sasuke put Naruto's present on the desk and then started unwrapping his own. When the paper fell away, he had to admit, it hadn't been what he was expecting. Not to say he didn't think Naruto could be deep, but he'd expected something stupid, like a calendar or some cheesy romance novel as a stupid joke, but this...

It was a leather-bound journal with an intricate pattern embossed on the cover. When he opened it, he found the pages were blank, and off-white, as if the book were very old. He was literally speechless, and felt like his own present now was just stupid.

"Do you not like it?" Naruto asked, sounding nervous.

"What? No, of course not. I just—wow." Sasuke laughed. "Wow, Naruto, this is... Thank you. This is amazing. Thank you." He leaned forward, grabbing the blond's shirt and pulled him closer to kiss him. "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Naruto grinned. "I'm glad you like it."

"Makes my present lame," Sasuke said with a snort. "But, here." He reached back for the envelope and handed it to Naruto.

The blond took it curiously, then opened it and pulled out its contents. His eyes bugged out and a ridiculous grin spread across his face before he whooped and started jumping around the room like a moron. Sasuke just watched him, shocked but pleased that Naruto was happy.

"Oh my God, thank you!" Naruto ran back to him and fell to his knees so he was level with Sasuke, since the raven was sitting down, and hugged him around the middle. "Thank you so much! Oh my God, I've always wanted to go to Hawaii!"

"I'm glad you like it," Sasuke said, relieved, but trying not to show it too much. "They're open tickets, so you can use them whenever you want. And I got two because, I don't know, just figured you'd want company."

"Oh definitely!" Naruto pulled away and grinned. "Kiba's gonna be awesome to chill with in Hawaii."

Sasuke's eyebrow twitched and his jaw clenched, but he didn't say anything. He averted his eyes and tried not to snap at Naruto for the insensitivity of his comment when the blond snorted and hit him in the chest lightly.

"And you call me a dumbass. I was kidding." Naruto turned the other's head, his fingers on the raven's chin. "If I'm gonna spend a week in Hawaii, I'm going with someone I can fuck in the ocean." He grinned.

The Uchiha snorted, but a smile formed on his face anyway. "That's only if we decide this is going to be long-term."

"What, us?" Naruto asked, cocking an eyebrow. Then he grinned. "Oh we'll last. You're not going to escape me that easily, asswipe."

"We'll see, dumbass." Sasuke smirked.

Naruto snorted, clearly not believing him, which the Uchiha supposed was fine. He wasn't interested in giving Naruto up, anyway.

Leaning forward, he pressed his lips to the other's again, hoping that the rest of their holidays were more eventful, and involved less lying.

He was pretty optimistic.