I hope you enjoy this installment, it's the first dance class. Thanks to everyone who reviewed, are following, and have favorite this story. And to KyouyaxCloud I dedicate this chappie to you since you have practically reviewed every chapter thus far and to Gok-Gok San for being the first to favorite this story. Thanks for the support and off we go!

Chapter Six

Kakashi leaned over the counter and leered at Iruka. "I'll take a dozen cookies and you to go," he flirted.

"How many dates have you actually gotten with that cheesy line?" Iruka asked in an exasperated tone. "And put that book away, children come in here including your own."

"There's a first time for everything, Iruka-chan," he said in a low seductive tone. He closed the book and put it in his pocket.

Iruka shot him a look that said that tone was not going to work on him. He asked Kakashi "What flavor cookie do you want?"

"Do any of them taste like you?" Kakashi asked playfully. When he noticed Iruka's withering look he put his hands up. "Maa, maa Iruka-chan just kidding. Mix them up for me will you."

Iruka pulled tray after tray out mixing the cookies as requested. "How are the kids today? I haven't seen them yet," he asked as he worked.

Kakashi shrugged his shoulders, "I don't really see them a lot. They stay with my sister for the most part. It's better that way."

Iruka stood up with a shocked expression on his face. "How can that be for the best Hatake-san? Sorry for saying so, but that's just insane. The best place for children is with their parent if it is possible."

Kakashi's face darkened. "With all due respect Iruka-chan, it is none of your business. I like you and I'm attracted to you, but I will not explain myself to you."

Iruka was taken aback by the abrupt change in Kakashi's demeanor. He squared his shoulders and said, "And I cannot get involved with someone who can abandon their children so easily." He pushed a bag across the counter to the fuming man. "Naruto can cash you out," he said coldly before turning away.

Kakashi snatched the bag up and stalked to the smirking blond at the cash register. "What are you lookin' at?" he asked testily.

"Nothing," Naruto said sweetly as he rang Kakashi out. Kakashi took his goods and stormed out of the bakery.

Mikoto was getting ready to enter when her brother stormed past her. "Hey 'Kashi," she greeted as he passed only to freeze at the look on his face. "What happened?" she asked.

Kakashi ran a hand through his hair and growled in frustration. He had planned on coming to the bakery, flirt with Iruka, and try to get a date with him, not start a fight. "Iruka," he said.

"What did you do this time?" she asked in a frustrated tone. When Kakashi turned his dark glare on her she put her hand up. "Never mind I'll ask him. Honestly Kakashi, you meet the greatest guy on Earth and you piss it up!" She turned on her heel and went into the bakery as Kakashi stared stunned after her.

Mikoto opened the door and walked in to the bakery. Iruka smiled at her as she sat at a table. He brought a scone and coffee for her. "How did you know I wanted your delicious coffee and a snack?" she teased.

"You had a look about you," Iruka returned. He was getting ready to close the bakery for the night so he could go next door and help Temari teach her mixed class. He emptied the coffee maker and cleaned out the empty cases for tomorrow.

Mikoto saw the sadness in Iruka's face. "Want to talk about it?" she offered.

"Can we talk after the class?" he asked. The last thing he wanted to do was say something to Mikoto about her brother.

Mikoto nodded and pulled out her cell phone and texted Kakashi to come to the studio after dance lessons. She looked up when Iruka asked her if she was ready to go next door. Naruto was already in the studio. She allowed Iruka to lead her into the studio after he locked the door to the bakery and turned off the light.

Fugaku raised an eyebrow as she approached him and planted a kiss on his chin. "Should I be concerned?" he asked.

Mikoto lightly slapped her husband on the chest. "Do you think I'd introduce you to my boy-toy for real?" she asked playfully.

"Do you have one?" he asked in a dangerous tone.

"Who wants hamburger when they have steak at home?" she whispered.

"Charming," Fugaku said with a raised eyebrow. Mikoto laughed. She tugged Fugaku's chin and looked around the room. She raised her eyebrow when she noticed Sasuke standing in the corner next to the children. The boys were sitting on the couch doing homework while Koyuki stood to hurry over to her. She waved at the boys as she embraced Koyuki.

"Okaa-san," Sasuke greeted as he approached.

"Sasuke, I'm surprised to see you here," Mikoto said.

"Koyuki asked me to be her partner," Sasuke explained as his mother smiled.

"It wouldn't have anything to do with a spiky haired golden bundle of absolute adorability, would it Sasuke?" she asked innocently.

"Hn, as if okaa-san," Sasuke snorted even as his eyes sought Naruto out as he talked to his mother.

Temari was in a panic. One of the ladies that had signed up for the mixed class dropped out for other obligations and she needed to find a partner for Ino-san's friend. She called Naruto over to beg him to help her.

"We can call Deidara," Naruto said.

"He can't. During the senior class today one of the ladies stepped on his foot and it twisted. He needs to stay off of it for the rest of the day," Temari explained.

"Kankuro?" he said causing Temari to look at him like he'd lost his mind. "Not likely. We'll have to beg Gaara," Naruto said.

"Will you please?" Temari asked. "I have to get class started."

Naruto raced upstairs to the studio to get his brother. Five minutes later he returned downstairs with an unhappy Gaara following behind him. Temari mouthed a 'thank you' to her brother who gave a short nod.

"Gaara my bride!" Daisuke called as he jumped off of the couch and ran to him causing Sasuke to glare and the blond dobe to scowl at him. Gaara patted the top of the child's head as he hugged his waist.

"This is your fiancé?" Neji said incredulously as he approached the pair.

"Neji oji-san you know my bride?" he asked as he held Gaara's hand.

Neji needed to sit down. He had been plotting the death and dismemberment of Gaara's elusive fiancée only to find out it was his dear little nephew. He silently watched as Gaara stroked the boy's hair. He felt a stab of jealousy at the action.

"Can I have everyone's attention please," Temari called out. When everyone had quieted down she continued. "Thank you. As you can see, we are missing a student. Unfortunately she had other obligations. Thankfully, Gaara will be stepping in to fill her role tonight. For those of you who do not have a fixed partner, the role will go between my brothers and me in the lessons to come until we get another female student. We don't mean to cause anyone any embarrassment and we appreciate your co-operation. If you would like to drop the lessons, a full refund will be given," she went on to say.

Neji raised a hand and said, "I will partner with Gaara." He eyed Gaara hungrily causing Sasuke to grunt. To be able to touch him for two hours was too good to pass up. Temari gave him a grateful look as Gaara raised his eyebrow and led Daisuke back to the couch to sit with the other kids.

"After demonstrating the steps the instructors will be available to help if you are having difficulty," she explained before stepping into Iruka's arms. Temari and Iruka danced the fox trot for a demonstration. After the applause died down, they began to lead the class through the steps. The sound system played Frank Sinatra's The Way You Look Tonight as the students failed to replicate Iruka and Temari.

"That's okay. Let's try again," Temari encouraged. She nodded to Iruka and Naruto as they mingled around the room to help the couples.

"Are you going to dance on my feet all night long?" Gaara asked in his gravelly voice.

"Give me a break, I've never done this before," Neji countered testily. He wasn't used to not catching on to something quickly and to make things worse, he knew Gaara had been dancing for a while.

Gaara stepped away from Neji and shook his head. "No excuse," he said as he ignored Neji's glare. He grabbed Neji's arms. He bent one arm at the elbow and put it up with the palm facing him then he moved the other arm in a low semi-circle. "This is a closed hold," he taught as he placed his palm in Neji's and closed his hand over his. He stepped close to Neji and put the brunet's arm around his waist then rested his hand on Neji's shoulder. "Hold me firmly, but not tightly. You are the man, so you lead the dance," Gaara said. "I follow. Lead with your right foot; look at me not your feet. And stay off of my feet," Gaara said.

Neji tried to process what the redhead was trying to tell him, but as soon as he stepped into his arms, he lost the ability to think. When he wrapped his arms around him he wanted to throw the smaller man down and fuck him through the floorboards. "Why did you lie about being engaged?" he asked to take his mind off of the desire that raged through him.

"I didn't lie. Daisuke asked me to be his bride," Gaara said matter of factly.

"Do you accept every proposal that you receive?" Neji asked.

"Just from people I like," Gaara said, "And I don't like a lot of people."

"Is that so?" Neji asked as his hand began to wander lower on Gaara's back.

"Careful," he warned, "Your frame is slipping and my fiancé's watching."

Neji growled as he pulled Gaara closer to him and danced away together.

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Temari walked over to Ino and Shikamaru. "How are you two getting on?" she asked as she watched them fight for dominance.

"This is terrible!" Ino wailed. "We suck so much!"

"Yamanaka-san, if you'll allow me," Temari offered as the two stopped butchering the dance.

"Call me Ino please, Temari-chan. What are we doing wrong?" she wailed again.

Kankuro came down the stairs from the art studio to grab a drink from the machine. He saw Temari motion for him and pretended not to see her. "Kan, could you please come over here for a minute?" she pleaded with him. He cursed under his breath. He owed Gaara fifty bucks now. They had bet on how soon he would have to join Temari's class. He took a gulp of his drink and noticed who she was standing by and he almost ran from the building. He cursed again, put down his drink, and walked to his sister who was beaming at him.

"Now Ino-san you are fighting your partner…" Temari was interrupted.

"Call me Ino-chan," Ino instructed. "He's Nara Shikamaru."

Temari kept her patience and started again. "Ino-chan, you are fighting Nara-san for control," she explained. Temari grabbed Shikamaru's hand and stepped close to him and placed his other hand behind her back and placed her hand on his shoulder as she created his frame. "In a dance, you are led by the man. He guides you through the steps." She nodded to Shikamaru to lead her while he stared blankly.

"Pardon?" he asked when Ino elbowed him.

"I was telling Ino-chan the man leads the woman in the dance, Nara-san, so lead me," she instructed.

Shikamaru's palms started to sweat. He hadn't been paying attention earlier because it was too much of a drag but now that he had this woman in his arms, he wished he had. He sighed as he began to move and stepped right on her toes. "Sorry," he mumbled.

Temari rubbed her foot and smiled ruefully at the man in front of her. She stepped into Kankuro's arms and started to show him the steps again. "You must lead your woman. Pull, push, step, and twirl. You control it all. Hold her to you firmly not tightly, and try not to step on her." She stepped away from Kankuro and motioned to her students.

Ino and Shikamaru fought for hand placement for a minute before Temari stepped in again. "Maybe we should try a different approach," she said reasonably. "Since you guys know each other so well maybe you need different partners just for the first few classes. Kankuro, will you partner with Ino-chan for now and I will help Nara-san?" Temari pleaded silently with her brother.

Kankuro knew this was enviable as he grasped the blonde banshee by the hand and pulled her against his chest. She tried to fight him for dominance but he pulled her tighter and squeezed her hand before starting the steps for the fox trot.

Ino threw a baleful glare at Kankuro. She was a strong independent woman not a simpering ninny who needed to be led around by a man. She wanted to learn to dance but being submissive didn't sit well with her especially when the man holding her was giving her troubling thoughts. His arms were so strong and his chest was so broad she felt breathless. He was in control and dominant in every way and she liked it so much it scared her. He effortlessly led her around the dance floor never wincing once when she stepped on his toes as a matter of fact, he never said a word and stared over her head. She felt like she was dancing with a coat rack; a tall, handsome, broad, muscular coat rack.

"A fat penguin," she said suddenly to cut some of the tension she felt.

"What?" Kankuro said as his brow wrinkled in confusion.

"I was thinking about something that would break the ice," Ino said flippantly.

Kankuro stared at the blonde for a minute before he chuckled lightly and Ino was pleased at how the smile transformed his face. "A fat polar bear works too," he said before he went back to staring over her head. She was a pain in the ass, but she was an amusing pain in the ass. He knew Temari wanted the girl as a friend so he thought he would try to get along with her. "Sorry about what happened the other day. I was an ass and I wanted to apologize," he said.

Ino blinked a few times; uncertain she heard what he said. "I'm sorry too. I shouldn't have called you an ape even though I did call you handsome. Wanna start over?" she asked causing Kankuro to groan and chuckle at the same time. He tweaked her nose as they continued to dance.

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Shikamaru watched in amazement as Ino let herself be led by the tattooed man. Temari stepped back into his arms and began to instruct him on the steps again. Shikamaru noted that when she was dancing, the girl who hides disappeared and the confident sexy woman appeared.

"Nara-san, are you okay?" she asked.

"Call me Shikamaru or Shika, everyone else does," he said.

"Shikamaru-san…" she began.

"Just Shikamaru," he interrupted.

"We've stopped dancing for a while now. Is something wrong?" she asked.

Shikamaru tightened his hold on Temari and began moving again. "Do you have a boyfriend, Temari?" he asked her.

Temari's face flamed as she silently shook her head. 'Yes!' Shikamaru screamed in his head. "Would you like to go on a date with me?" he asked her. 'No!' his mind screamed as she stepped out of his arms.

"I'm sorry but I don't date," she smiled sadly.

"Okay, how about a non-date?" Shikamaru asked. "We can even double non-date with one of your brothers," he said as he tried to pull her back into his arms.

Temari smiled to soften the rejection before she stepped away from him and clapped her hands to get everyone's attention. "We'll start on Latin now. It's my favorite dance, the salsa." She caught Naruto's attention and they went through the steps quickly as the sound system played Brokenhearted by Karmin. They went through the steps twice. Once at full speed and once again at half speed so the students could pick them up. They heard murmurs going through the class saying they would never be able to do it.

Sasuke watched as the blond dobe moved his body around in a mouthwatering way, hips swiveling deliciously. He fought down a flush and his desire as he watched the rhythmic movement. He looked uncomfortably at Koyuki. There was no way in hell he was dancing with his niece like that.

Naruto and Iruka moved around the room to instruct as Temari turned to Shikamaru who had a finger under his nose. "Where's the washroom?" he asked Temari who was staring at him wide eyed. He went away in the direction she pointed.

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Kankuro tried to calm his raging body as he placed his hands on Ino's hips to stop her from bouncing on his groin. He pulled her to right side of his body and pushed his knee between her legs. He wrapped an arm around her waist and circled their hips together. "It's Latin Ballroom, not dirty dancing. It requires grace and precision not grinding," he gritted out.

Ino felt her languid body follow his and nodded silently. She liked the way he held her so closely. He twirled her away from him and let go as they began to dance circles around each other; her movements awkward and jerky his movements smooth and rhythmic. Ino excused herself to go get a drink leaving Kankuro for a minute to get some much needed air.

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Neji's body was much in the same state of panic. The redhead was careful to avoid his groin, but his body responded to the tattooed beauty's hypnotic movements. He really wanted to fuck him into the floorboards now. He tightened his hold on Gaara's hips and pulled them back into his and groaned aloud.

"Ah, ah, ah!" Gaara admonished as he danced away smirking.

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Naruto walked over to Koyuki and the bastard. Sasuke had his arms folded across his chest and Koyuki looked uncomfortable. "What's up kiddo?" he asked as he nudged her arm.

"Naru-chan, I don't think…" she began.

"There's no way in hell I'm dancing with my minor niece like that!" Sasuke said in his low heated tone of voice.

Naruto turned to Koyuki and pulled a face while he pointed to Sasuke. He stuck out his tongue and the girl laughed behind her hand. She sobered when Sasuke glared at her. Naruto ignored the bastard and pulled Koyuki into his arms and began to dance with her. "I dance with my nee-chan in competition all the time," he explained. "It was awkward at first, but when you know the difference between Latin ballroom and dirty dancing, you could dance with your obaa-san without being embarrassed. You see, this is Latin Ballroom…" he said as he continued to dance with the girl.

He spun away from her and put his hand on Sasuke's shoulder and pulled him close ignoring the glare fully directed at him. He gave a seductive look as he placed his groin against Sasuke's and began to grind on him. "And this is dirty dancing," he said as he leaned backwards giving his weight over to Sasuke who clasped him against his body out of instinct. "Latin Ballroom," he demonstrated again as he danced with Sasuke in the same way he danced with Koyuki; a professional way "Dirty dancing," he said again as he switched and ground down on Sasuke's groin again.

"I think we get it," Sasuke said through clenched teeth. He had to get away from the blond. Never had his body reacted to another person this violently. He wanted the blond and he was in physical pain from wanting him. He closed his eyes as Naruto moved away.

"Glad I could help you with the distinction," Naruto winked and blew a kiss at Sasuke earning him another Uchiha death glare.

'That motherfucker knows exactly what he's done,' Sasuke thought savagely to himself as he watched the dobe saunter away.

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"Mikoto-san, Fugaku-san, you don't need classes at all!" Iruka said as he strolled by them. "You dance wonderfully."

"You're too kind," Mikoto said as Fugaku dipped her. "Dear, I would like to talk to Iruka for a minute. Would you like to come with us?" she asked with a twinkle in her eye.

Fugaku hid his horrified expression as he shook his head. He loved his wife, but he could not sit in on one of her touchy feely conversations. He took a break and sat next to his grandchildren.

Mikoto led Iruka off to a quiet corner and sat in a chair as he took the other one. "What happened with my bone headed otouto earlier?" she asked.

"Nothing," Iruka said as he shifted uncomfortably. Mikoto raised her brow at him and Iruka broke. "He told me that he doesn't live with his children and I got upset by it. I shouldn't have I know because it's not really my business, but it bothers me."

"Why Iruka," Mikoto asked as she stared at the younger man.

Iruka decided not to lie. He was never really good at it anyway. "My siblings and I are all actually adopted. My parents died when I was very young and I was sent to live in an orphanage for a year before I went to a home where I was adopted along with Deidara and Naruto whose parents died as well. Because of circumstances, we were later adopted again by a very kind woman with Temari, Kankuro, and Gaara whose father abandoned them and that's where we grew up. I never really knew my parents and I never will. It bothers me when parents are able to know and love their kids but they don't."

"I'm sorry, Iruka," she said as she grasped his hand. "Kakashi does love his kids, but he doesn't know how to be a parent. Shizune was the responsible one in their relationship. Kakashi married her when he was still a teen because otou-san forbade him from seeing his male lover. The boy was a gold digger but Kakashi thought otou-san was being narrow- minded and he was in love. Otou-san gave the boy money to stay away from Kakashi and he took it. Out of spite, Kakashi married Shizune after she got pregnant with Koyuki. Kakashi couldn't love Shizune, but he took care of her needs and after Fuyuki was born, they started drifting further apart. From that point on, Shizune focused on her relationship with Kakashi and not the kids and they came to stay with me. When that didn't work, she left and refused to see the kids anymore. He figures that they've suffered enough."

Iruka was stunned. Kakashi acted like a happy go lucky playboy, not a struggling father. "He still has them. How does he think they would feel if something happened to him or how he would feel if something happened to them? They love him and want him in their life so badly. Their eyes light up so brightly when they see him. I know my own experience clouds my judgment, but I know from experience that you never know when you have to say goodbye and sometimes it's too late."

"Are you attracted to him?" she asked suddenly. At his flush she waved her hand in dismissal. "Never mind, I want to ask you a favor Iruka-chan," she said, "Help him. Help him build a relationship with his children. Stand by his side and guide him, please."

"I'll try for you, Mikoto-san," he promised. "I won't guarantee we won't kill each other but I'll try to help him for your sake and the kid's. Now we better get you back to your husband before he tries to beat me to a bloody pulp." He led Mikoto back to her husband and danced away with Koyuki.

As class wrapped up, Kakashi came through the door and leaned against a wall. He was uncomfortable facing Iruka again, but his sister had demanded he show up. Iruka smiled at him from across the room. He looked behind him but saw only the wall. He pointed to himself as he turned back around and Iruka rolled his eyes. He grabbed Koyuki by the arm and pulled her into a tango.

Iruka laughed at the look on Kakashi's face when they reached him. He patted Koyuki on the back as she went to get her book bag. "Sorry about earlier. I shouldn't have said what I said," Iruka began. "I don't really know what your situation is, Hatake-san, but I'd like to help you if you'd let me." Kakashi looked stunned for a minute. He looked at Iruka's outstretched hand. "Friends?" Iruka asked.

"For now," Kakashi said as he took the offered hand cautiously.

Temari and Shikamaru stopped in front of Kankuro, Ino, Neji, and Gaara. "I'm so sorry, guys. I had no idea the other girl would drop out of class. Would you like a refund?" she asked. Neji shook his head ignoring Ino's glare.

Kankuro shifted uncomfortably from foot to foot as his sister talked. He avoided looking at the blond he had been dancing with for the past two hours. She was definitely strange and now thanks to his sister, he'd be dancing with her for the next few classes. It was enough to cause a murder spree. Deciding he needed to get away from her before his emotions welled up and choked him, he excused himself and swiftly walked away without sparing Ino a parting glance. Ino tried not to look hurt by the ape ignoring her as Temari said her goodbyes.

Gaara started to go up to the art studio again to work on his painting some more when Daisuke grabbed his hand. "Can I come see your work? Obaa-san said I could for a little while," the little boy said as he clung to Gaara's hand.

Gaara pulled him along as he approached the stairs. He looked back and noticed Neji was following as well. "Can we help you?" Gaara asked as he turned.

Neji smirked, "I want to see too. Besides you guys aren't married yet, you need a proper chaperone," Neji said with a twinkle in his eye. He knew he won when Gaara huffed and turned back up the stairs. He watched the lovely leather clad ass as it twisted and swayed as they walked up the stairs.

Gaara led Daisuke by the hand over to his workstation. Daisuke put his hand out to touch the canvas but he was stopped by Gaara's gentle hand. "It's still wet," he explained to the little one.

"Can you help me paint one?" Daisuke asked with shining eyes.

Gaara was helpless to do anything but nod. Daisuke cheered and hugged Gaara around the waist before running downstairs to see Naruto.

"He's foolish leaving you up here alone with me," Neji said as he advanced.

"Daisuke knows I'm the faithful type," Gaara said as he placed the table between Neji and himself.

Neji looked at the painting again. It was exquisite. "Do you freelance?" he asked. "If you do, I'd love it if you'd paint my lobby. I want a mural of Cupid and Psyche behind the front desk." At Gaara's blank look, Neji continued, "I'll pay for all of the supplies, lunches, and travel expenses as well as your time."

Gaara's lips twitched as he listened to Neji. "Stop; soon you'll be offering me your first born. I'll do it, but it has to be on my time and I work odd hours," Gaara said. Neji nodded and stuck out his hand and Gaara took it cautiously. "No sexual harassment either. I'm not that kind of guy."

Neji groaned at the last condition, "What if you like it?" he asked.

"Doubtful," Gaara said flatly. "I'll come by the hotel tomorrow," he promised as he led Neji back downstairs.

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Sasuke stalked across the dance floor as he looked for the blond haired slut that gave him blue balls making it uncomfortable to walk. He was intercepted by Neji on his death quest.

"Sasuke," Neji said as in greeting as he approached the raven quietly. He gazed over to the blond playing with Daisuke on the mats while Daisuke practiced his capoeira moves. Neji could see the smoldering look in Sasuke's eyes. "They seem to be having fun," he observed carefully.

"Hn," Sasuke grunted quietly.

"How have you been?" Neji asked concerned. Sasuke had never been one to be expressive, but in the past years, Sasuke's eyes were colder and more distant. Neji knew it was because of his cousin, Hinata.

Sasuke, Neji, and Hinata were childhood friends but Neji and Sasuke were more like brothers than friends. They had the same taste and music, art, men, and food. When Hinata reached a marriageable age, her father demanded that she marry some foreigner to improve his own company's stocks. The man was cruel but that didn't stop Hiashi. He pushed Hinata into the marriage by telling her that she had always been a disappointment to him and this was the only way she could be an asset.

Hinata was going to go through with the wedding until Neji stepped in and told Sasuke about it. Sasuke married Hinata secretly and got her pregnant with Daisuke so Hiashi was powerless to do anything about it. Hiashi was angry about the whole thing and disowned Hinata and her future children and Neji was disowned as well for the part he played in bringing Hinata and Sasuke together.

Sasuke and Hinata had a marriage of her convenience. She felt guilty that she was holding Sasuke back from a great love affair but he insisted he wasn't romantically involved or interested in anyone.

Mid way through Hinata's pregnancy with Daisuke, she was told there were complications that would cost her her life and was strongly encouraged to abort the fetus. Hinata refused and carried her son to full term. She died shortly after he was born.

Neji knew Sasuke felt responsible for Hinata's death and his cold dead eyes reflected that, but today there was something in his eyes that Neji hadn't seen for a long time, life. Sasuke's black eyes were fastened on the blond wrestling with Daisuke and his eyes glittered like they used to. "He seems nice and it appears Daisuke like him," Neji started.

Sasuke's lips twitched as Daisuke cart-wheeled over the blond and threw an elbow to his abdomen. "He's a dobe," said quietly, the word sounding like a term of endearment. "Kids like dobes."

Gaara came into view and tossed Daisuke into the air and caught him as the child screeched with delight. Sasuke relaxed when his son was back on the ground. He saw the desire that heated Neji's eyes as they followed the redhead. "Daisuke likes him too," he told Neji.

"I know, they're engaged," Neji said bitterly causing Sasuke to snort. "Just so you know, I'm taking him away from Daisuke. I love my nephew, but all's fair in love and war."

Sasuke shrugged, "Hn. All of them appear to like children better than grown-ups. I thought they may be a group of pedos but my old man checked them out and they're clean. He's doing some more digging but nothing yet. What are you doing here?" he asked.

"Helping Shikamaru, he wants to date the sister and he came up with a divide and conquer strategy," he nodded toward Shikamaru's direction where he and Ino stood strategizing their next move.

"Good luck with that," Sasuke said. "What about you? How do you plan on getting the redhead alone?"

"Already done my friend, I'm having him paint a mural in the lobby of my hotel. His artwork is really good," Neji said smugly.

"I know, he gave okaa-san a painting the other day. They are a strange group of people giving away artwork they could get good money for, it's like they're not even interested in money," he said thoughtfully. "Let me tell you what one of the brothers did to Itachi," Sasuke began.

Gaara looked over to Neji when he heard his laughter ring out across the studio. Daisuke's father was standing beside him telling him a story that was apparently really funny because Neji was holding his side and laughing until tears came to his eyes while the raven gave a small smile of his own. "Your boyfriend's watching you," Gaara said to Naruto causing him to glare. Gaara moved away quickly before Naruto could strike.

Naruto glared as his brother glided away with a smirk on his face. He looked at the demon who had invaded his dreams last night. He was dressed again in black and he looked incredible, for a prick. Naruto was angry that he was attracted to the raven at all but he couldn't deny that he wanted to strip his clothes off piece by piece and lick every inch of skin from head to toe. He was glad when Daisuke kicked him in the shin drawing his attention from the picture of perfection.

Sasuke left Neji to walk across the studio to his child. Naruto noticed that he didn't walk so much as glide. He was immediately on guard when he saw the spark in the raven's eyes as he came to a stop. Sasuke raised a brow in greeting, "Dobe."

"Teme," Naruto challenged. His posture straightened with irritation. The bastard rubbed him the wrong way and Naruto had had enough of it.

"What was that shit earlier?" he asked as Daisuke ran to his waiting grandparents.

"Just showing you the difference between Latin Ballroom and just grinding on somebody," Naruto shrugged. "Why, did you get turned on?"

"Hardly," Sasuke growled giving the blond a scathing look. "It would take a lot more from a dobe like you to 'turn me on' as you so crudely put it."

"Uh-huh, sure I believe you," Naruto said as a gamine-like smile split his mouth. He leaned closer to the raven and savored his spicy scent and laid his palms flat on his chest, "I'll have to try harder." He slid his palms along the muscular chest and heard the sharp intake of breath. "Later, Uchiha-san," he purred before walking away.

Sasuke cursed as he watched the blond go. He turned avoiding Neji's eyes and stormed out the door. He needed an arctic shower, stat.

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