Yeah, I know its short and I apologize. I also know its been a really long time, and for that I AM SO SORRY GUYS! PLEASE FORGIVE ME!
I tried really hard to write this chapter, but it honestly just didn't want to flow in a direction I liked in any way for a long time.
This is kinda just a filler chapter with Naruto freaking out about meeting the Uchiha's for the first time, but I promise next chapter will actually get us somewhere...we might even find out why Naurto's so scared of violence.
P.S. if anyone can draw or anything, will you please make a cover for this story? It might inspire me to write longer chapters and post faster...
P.P.S. I now have a tumblr .com I haven't posted much yet becuas I don't have many followers, but I'm working on a oneshot right now, and the preview for that will be up within a few hours (hopefully).
P.P.P.S For those of you who guessed that Naruto gave Sasuke his virginity in the last chapter YOU WERE WRONG! Just kidding. He totally gave Sasuke his 'V Card'.
Naruto groaned and rolled off the bed, hitting the group with a muffled thud. He groaned again and from his position on the floor-face planted firmly on the ground with his butt stuck in the air-and reached a lazy hand out to grope his nightstand clumsily, searching for his ring. A sleepy smile tugged at his lips when his fingers came into contact with the circular object, the only time he ever took it off was when he slept and even in the unconsciousness of his dreams, he worried about it disappearing.
Slowly he worked his hand, fingers curling at odd angles as he tired to put the ring on with one hand. Finally the ring slid onto its proper place and the blonde let the tanned appendage fall to the floor to join the rest of his limbs. Suddenly he let out an 'oof' as his pajama clad knees slid out from under him. He hummed, then sighed as he rested against the cool hardwood floor. He knew there was something that he was supposed to be doing, but he couldn't remember what.
Sighing heavily the blonde rolled onto his back and stared blankly at the ceiling, searching his brain frantically for what he was supposed to be doing; he almost shrieked when he remembered. Today was the day he would be eating with the Uchiha's for the first time. Just the thought made him squirm nervously; he hadn't really ever met the Uchiha's before, aside from the time at the hospital after he'd gotten shot.
Suddenly Naruto felt nauseous, he'd never met the people before, and he'd already stole their son's virginity, as well as given the older boy his own. He rolled back over and pressed his forehead to the cool floor, taking deep breaths. He could do this, he could totally do this, as long as he didn't shout out something like 'Hey Mr. and Mrs. Uchiha, I'm Naruto and your son is a beast in the sack!' he'd be fine…..right?
Naruto shook his head and told himself to man up. Then he was hit with another thought. What was he going to bring to the dinner? He sucked in a breath and sprinted to his kitchen, he couldn't just show up with nothing! That'd be rude! Frowning he tore open his cupboards, mentally taking stock of what he did and did not have. Once he had an idea of what he did and didn't have, he walked over to a small cupboard and opened it, eyes running over the spines of the several cookbooks he kept stored there.
He froze when a small, tattered, leather bound journal caught his attention and let out a soft 'ah-ha!' when he realized it was exactly what he was looking for. It was, according to Iruka, his mother's recipe book. He thumbed through the pages, looking for the page he wanted. Halfway through the book the blonde stopped flipping pages and smiled as he read the title 'S'more Brownies' it was written in a chicken scratch scrawl not unlike the blonde's own handwriting. Judging from the other pages in the book, his mother hadn't been at all creative when it came to naming things which often times led him to wonder how he got his own…unique…name.
Shaking his head to dispel that train of thought, Naruto began to read over the recipe, mentally checking it against his list of food in the house. With a grin he placed the recipe down and began to pull things from their places; someone in Heaven was looking out for him today.
Knees bouncing nervously, Naruto glanced nervously at the stove's timer then at the clock on the wall, then back to the stove's timer, only to repeat the process all over again. Sasuke had texted him a few minutes after he'd pushed the brownie filled pan into the oven telling him he'd be there in less then an hour. That was 46 minutes ago and there was still two minutes on the timer left to go.
What if Sasuke got there before the brownies where done? That would make him late! How embarrassing, if he was late then the Uchiha's would think he was a slob and no good for their son and then Sasuke would break up with him because family is obviously more important and then, and then-a loud beep broke him from his train of thought and he let out a relieved sigh, the brownies were done.
The blonde stood from his seat at the kitchen table and made his way to the cabinets, he knew the lid to the cake pan was in there somewhere…..he just couldn't quite remember where.
Three minutes into searching, a tall body brushed teasingly against his own and Naruto tensed (how could he have not heard the door open?) before relaxing as a familiar scent hit his nose.
"Can you get that red lid for me?" he asked and pointed to the lid previously specified. Even on his tip toes he couldn't reach it.
"Sure."
Naruto mentally swooned, that voice seriously made him melt every time he heard it. Not that he would ever tell Sasuke that. There was really no need to inflate the bastard's ego even more.
As it was, the blonde fought back a shiver as his boyfriend's strong body pressed against his own as the raven haired boy stretched up to grab the lid.
Naruto smiled when Sasuke handed him the lid with his right hand, tangled their fingers together with his left and brushed a light kiss against his neck in one smooth motion. The blonde leaned back into the other boy with a small smile. They stood still for a moment to bask in each other's company before they had to have dinner with the darker boy's family.
With a reluctant sigh Naruto pulled himself away from his love and moved to snap the lid over the brownies.
Pale hands slid around his waist and a dark head of hair nuzzled itself into a tan neck, offering what comfort they could to the smaller male.
"Calm down Naru, it won't be that bad, they'll love you, I promise."
"If you're sure…" because he sure as hell wasn't.
Naruto frowned as he stepped out of Sasuke's black Aston Martin Vanquish, brownie pan in hand, the Uchiha house was truly an imposing sight and the people who waited inside were probably just as grand. He really couldn't believe he was doing this. He shifted the pan to his right hand and tugged nervously at the bottom of his shirt with the left. He felt like he was going to pass out from sheer nerves. He calmed slightly, however, when Sasuke reached out a hand curled it firmly around his waist and pulled the blonde closer to his body.
He took a deep breath and released it slowly. He could do this, he could do this, he…he couldn't do it! As if sensing his raising panic, Sasuke leaned down swiftly and caught his lips in what the blonde could only describe as 'a bone meltingly sexy kiss'. So wrapped up in each other, they didn't hear the door open. What they did hear was a deep groan, which caused them to pull apart immediately. Sasuke growled when he saw his older brother standing there with an almost invisible blush on his cheeks and a glazed look in his eyes.
"Oh," Itachi mumbled after a moment "Why'd you stop?"
Sasuke almost punched the older man. How dare that pervert sound disappointed?
As if sensing his younger brother's murderous thoughts, Itachi cleared his through and shook himself out of his daze. "Ah yes, you two are just in time, mother and father have just settled in the dining room." With that he turned on his heel and walked away calmly, as if he hadn't just been having lusty thoughts about his younger brother and said younger brother's boyfriend being together in the most intimate of ways.
Naruto blinked in confusion but followed Sasuke, who looked like he'd just swallowed something bitter, wondering what exactly had just happened.
Sasuke on this other hand was fighting to keep his temper in check. It was going to be a long night.
Naruto chuckled at the aggravated look on his boyfriend's face as he pulled his shirt over his head "Come on 'Suke, it wasn't that bad." He soothed, reaching out to massage his lover's tense shoulders. Gently guiding him to sit on his orange covered bed (Sasuke had driven Naruto home then decided to stay the night so that he could spend some time alone with his boyfriend) Naruto climbed on top of the matress and kneeled behind him.
"Not that bad? Not that bad!" Sasuke growled "Itachi grabbed your ass and Mother wouldn't stop blusing like a school girl everytime your shirt rode up!" His family was a bunch of perverts and their target was the love of his life! He thought he had plenty of reason to be pissed. Apparently not, according to Naruto. Just the thought of the little blonde being okay with what happened tonight made him pout like a three year old.
The night had started out fine, a delicious dinner full of light conversation (well, really, it was Naruto talking while all four Uchihas stared, completely smitten with the blonde in different ways for different reasons), followed by the little's blondes dessert (which Sasuke had to admit he'd developed a weakness for over dinner, despite hating sweets. Naruto said something about using baker's chocolate, which was a bit bitter to balance out the marshmellows), after which they'd moved to the den. This was where the night went sour, in Sasuke's opinion.
In moving to the den for 'post-dinner relaxation', as his Mother so fondly put it, Naruto discovered they had a billards table (why that suprised the blonde, Sasuke would never understand). Sasuke should've known the night was goind to be shot to hell as soon as Naruto turned those beautiful blue eyes on him and asked Sasuke to teach him how to play.
Teaching Naruto to play pool would've been alright with Sasuke (hell, it would've been awesome) if his parents wouldn't have been there. Instead of being able to give his hot little blonde lesson the way he wanted (definitely a hands on approach, he could still see it in his mind's eye. His hands on top of Naruto's, finger's intertwined while he lined the tan hands up in the appropriate places while he leaned flush against the smaller male's back, the blonde's lovely, plump ass pushed back into the craddle of his pelvis, rubbing right over his di-Sasuke shook himself out of those thoughts, thinking about what couldn've been would only hurt his soul in the long run) he'd had to simply teach by example, and every time Naruto bent over the table, cue in hand, his orange shirt would ride up, exposing the cute dipples on his lower back that riseded right above his low rise jeans as well as a tan strip of muscled stomach that made his dignified, high-bred, lady of the manor Mother squeal to herself like a school girl and made his brother genius extrodinare and future owner of the Uchiha Conglomerate drool like a dog.
His only reprise would've been his father, strong, stoic, unmovable man that he is, surely he could've been depended on not to oogle his blonde; but Sasuke was wrong. The youngest Uchiha could see it whenever he looked at his father. He could see the patriarch of the family's eyes moving over the tanned strip of skin minuetly whenever it was exposed.
Sasuke let out a hiss even remembering it now. He wondered idly if he could get away with setting his family on fire...
The raven was just about to start seriously entertaining the idea when Naruto calling his name pulled him from his thoguhts.
"Sasuke." The blonde repeated firmly and said raven haired boy swallowed with difficulty. That was Naruto's 'I'm serious so listen the hell up' voice.
"Yes beloved?" Sasuke murmured, trying to stay on the battle axe blonde's good side. Sasuke was the only one Naruto would truely get violent with (Sasuke personally thought it was a good thing. It meant Naruto felt safe enough with him to assert himself without fear of being hurt in return. Or maybe the older youth was just a masochist...) and when he did it was sort of frightening.
"Calm down." Steady tan hands reached down from his shoulders to wrap around his neck while a blonde head made itself at home in the crook of Sasuke strong neck. Light kisses were placed along the pale column of flesh sending sparks of lust and heat down his spine. "I like your family, but I love only you."
Sasuke hummed in contentment as those wonderful lips brushed his skin while the blonde spoke. "Oh really?" Sasuke purred and turned around in the younger boy's embrace as he reched to slide his hands up the kneeling male's silky thighs "Why don't you show me how much you love me?" With that he tugged the blonde down and into his lap, sealing his mouth over the soft lips he loved so much.
The next day Sasuke practically floated through the doors of his own house, soft smile on his face and head clear of any thoughts about setting his family on fire. The rest of the Uchihas shot each other looks of disbelief. What ever the blonde was doing to keep Sasuke so relaxed, they approved.
Again! I apologize for it being useless filler, but its really hard writing a story that was only supposed to be one chapter . just remember I'm doing this for you guys who consitently review TMMA. Review please? Maybe? (Even though I probably don't deserve it...)