Chapter 6

The extremely good looking young man by the door has Naruto in a trance. He was muscular, a lean body that was visible behind a pair of skin tight ripped, dark jeans and an olive bomber jacket that was purposely closed halfway, exposing half of his perfectly sculpted set of abs. His appearance and mannerism, the way he stood, tall and relaxed, unbothered and unwavering, and expensively styled from head to toe, willingly gave away his wealthy background. His blemish free skin and neatly styled hair were also obvious aspects of his social status.

He had matured just as Naruto had expected five years ago when they were mere preteens. Even then, he still had the ladies falling head over heels. Today, well he imagined the ladies would be practically killing each other for just a glance from him.

"All these years, this is where you've been hiding."

Naruto is drawn out of his trance by that delicate voice. It was the same except now with an underlining vibration of a base that is there but barely detectable. Naruto imagined that it can be detected immediately when he would be angry. At the current moment, the shock in his tone kept his voice soft, a kind of voice you'd associate with an angel. It sounds cliché, but he has no other way to describe it.

The person at the door past statements are ignored. He is oblivious to it however and is instead focused on the bruise that marred Naruto's face. "What happened to your lip?"

"Don't touch me!" Naruto's eyes failed to match the intensity behind his words. The words escape before he can properly filter his emotions. He's been here before, too many times. It always seemed this realistic until the dawn of another day indulged in the pleasure of waking him up from a reality that doesn't exist.

A gentle touch on his cheek had his doubting eyes fluttering closed, his tensed body relaxing from the gentle caress of the soft hand on his face. He inhaled slowly at the realization that he'd wake up any moment. His eyes fluttered open to accept the usual disappointment that arose every morning but instead he found himself staring back at the handsome face of his childhood best friend. He stood there wide eyed, entranced by the beautiful smile and soothing gaze.

"Why am I not waking up?" His eyes gaze around uncertainly.

"I guess I should be flattered that you dream of me." A light teasing trailed his words.

"Sasuke.."

Sasuke Uchiha warmly embraced the startled teen to further prove that this was not a dream. He's not sure if it's working but he continued to hug Naruto closely to his body. His hand gently caressed the soft tousled blonde hair while his other hand held Naruto tightly. His eyes fluttered close, his body and mind suddenly becoming doubtful for he also, has countlessly dreamed of this moment. He has also longed for this reunion and he has also awakened to utter disappointment.

Naruto finally willed his body to leave the comfort of Sasuke's warm embrace. He's unsure how long their embrace lasted. However long it was, it wasn't enough. It'd be an eternity and it still wouldn't be enough. Yet strangely, the more he craved that embrace, the more he felt suffocated, for as strange as it may sound, or however dramatic it may be, it was as if he no longer knew how to breathe. And it seemed he could no longer filter out the difference of reality and the power of his mind to play illusions on him.

"You smell good." It seemed he no longer could control the words that escaped his mouth either. His cheeks turn bright red in embarrassment.

Sasuke smiled at the sudden compliment. He's unsure how to respond. At the moment, he's strangely captivated by the body of another man. He's intrigued by the sudden attraction. It's possible to say the feminine features of the teen is the cause of this sudden interest. Naruto stood only a few inches beneath him and seemed healthy yet he could tell Naruto didn't favor the gym or sports. He was slim but his body attained some muscle definition that complimented his masculinity.

"Sasuke?"

Sasuke's momentarily brought out of his trance and his eyes greet Naruto's smug expression. He'd been caught staring. If it had been any other man, he'd feel ashamed. Yet, he continued to be mesmerize without shame. Naruto is pretty and he can't comprehend it. He'd heard of pretty boys, but this a different level. Naruto's soft facial features and shoulder length hair can easily mistaken him for a girl if not for his defined masculine body. It's an enticing combination that he'd only experienced once but he never felt himself attracted to Kyuubi, and not just because Kyuubi was his brother's lover. So why is he, Sasuke Uchiha, a self proclaimed straight man, suddenly attracted to another man and accepting it willingly nonetheless without any shame.

Sasuke's eyelids fluttered at the fingers that snapped before his eyes demanding his attention.

"How long do you plan on standing there?" Naruto tried his hardest to speak without a stutter. At the moment, his heartbeat is beating to the fast beat of a drum. The way Sasuke had stared at him was enough to have his blood pressure rising and his knees buckling.

Sasuke entered the apartment and just like his brother, he's impressed by the beautiful abode. His feet comes to a sudden halt at the mess that greeted him from the kitchen.

Naruto's face paled from the embarrassment. "Just ignore that."

"You still haven't answered my question." Sasuke stated, his eyes finding Naruto's own immediately.

Naruto averted his gaze to the two large men stood firmly by his apartment door. He found them to be overwhelming. He turned to face Sasuke once more. "What question?"

"What happened to your face?"

Naruto is caught off guard by the question. He doesn't want to ruin this moment by some bullshit at school that didn't matter. "It's nothing, I'm just a klutz." He mentally facepalmed, that's the best he could come up with.

Sasuke is not a fool. He'd bring that topic back up on a later note. At the moment, his attention is back to the exploration of the apartment. His eyes suddenly fell on the small child sat on the couch watching cartoons. His feet move before his brain even sent the message to do so. He's now by the boy, and he's amazed by the strong resemblance. He would've thought, he traveled back to the past and was staring at his older brother as a kid.

"Hello." He greeted as he sat by the boy, a warm smile spread on his face.

Jay doesn't glance up and his eyes remain on the television. He's polite enough however to greet the stranger back in a quiet tone.

"What's your name?" Sasuke is taken back by the child's cold treatment.

"Jaron." Jay answered, his eyes now lifting up to gaze at the intruding man. He turned back to the television but not before voicing his observation that the man looked a lot like the vampire he had met the other day.

Sasuke sat up abruptly. "He's met his father?" His velvety voice is fantastically mesmerizing.

Naruto's eyes widen in shock. "Wait, I don't understand. How do you know Jay is Itachi's son?"

"Is your brother here?"

Naruto felt uneasy by the sudden undertone of urgency in Sasuke's voice. "Yeah, he's in his room but I don't think this is the best time to see him."

"Which room is his?" asked Sasuke.

Naruto won't lie. He's hurt. Why is Sasuke so concerned about Kyuubi? He hasn't even asked him how he's been these past years. How does Sasuke know about Jaron if Kyuubi assured him that he never told Itachi or Sasuke? So many questions and he couldn't even begin to answer one of them.

"Naruto?" Sasuke called.

In response, Naruto pointed to a door before turning away to begin cleaning up the mess his brother created. Sasuke observed the sudden change in Naruto's demeanor and although it concerned him, at the moment he had other troubling priorities.

Kyuubi is seated on the edge of his bed. His head is in his hands, heartbroken and angry. Angry that he'd let Naruto's taunting finally have an effect on him enough for him to completely lose control. He's embarrassed. He thought he'd grown out of his violent tendencies, guess he still had a lot of growing up to do. But amidst all of this, what hurt him the most was the fact that his son had bore witness to it all. What would Itachi think of him?

Kyuubi's eyebrows furrowed at the sudden knock on his door. He figured it was Naruto coming to apologize. He wasn't in the mood for it. "Go away."

The person entered anyway. "It's been a long time."

Kyuubi is immediately on his feet at the recognizable voice. He's heard it on the phone from time to time. It was shocking to hear it now in real life. His eyes gawked at the teenager before him.

"Sasuke?"

Sasuke walked into the bedroom, eyes taking in the neat setting. "You're looking well." He observed as he approached the stunned man who was only a few years older than him.

Kyuubi smiled and embraced him. He hadn't seen Sasuke for five years now. Although they've kept in touch, it was still amazing to see him and actually see for himself how much the teen had grown over the years.

"I can say the same about you." Kyuubi said. "Though, I guess you already know that." His eyes move up and down, examining the teen's exposing fit that flaunted his toned body.

Sasuke smiled at the remark. "It's been so long. Again, I'm sorry for your lost."

Kyuubi gave a small smile. "You've said that too many times but thank you, again." He sat back down. "I guess I shouldn't be surprised that you're here, I knew your brother would tell you."

Sasuke leaned against the wall near the door. His hands are tucked in his pockets as he gazed at the beautiful man before him. He noticed Kyuubi resembled his mother while Naruto acquired more of their father's features. He also noticed Kyuubi was the more feminine one but more in his mannerism. He was soft and gentle, yet could be extremely dangerous when he wanted to be. He could attest to that.

"You sound almost disappointed that I'm here." His tone is laced with humor.

Kyuubi sighed as he threw his head back to gaze at the ceiling. After a short lived silence, he spoke. "Can I be honest, I actually had hoped that I'd never see the two of you again." He turned to Sasuke. "Is it selfish of me to say that?"

"It's not my place to say." He inhaled deeply and gazed around. "Itachi met his son."

"Yeah, I wasn't here to see their interactions though. Jay was with Naruto at the time."

Sasuke has a wide smile on his face. "You named my nephew Jaron?" The name doesn't exactly fit a Japanese culture, he wondered where that name even came from and the interest behind it.

Kyuubi laughed anxiously. "It's a cute name, it's different."

Sasuke raised an eyebrow. "I suppose. It's mind blowing how much he resembles his father."

"Isn't it? The Uchiha genes are no jokes."

"He'll grow up to break the hearts of many girls. " Sasuke joked. He's confused by the strange look he received. His manner tensed when he realized. "Oh, and boys too, if that's what he wants. Not that there's a problem with that."

Kyuubi found Sasuke's panicked expression hysterical. "It's alright. Have you met him?"

"Yeah, I spoke to him. He doesn't seem to like me much."

"He's always shy around strangers. Give him some time and he'd be talking your ears off."

The pair continued to catch up. Sasuke informed Kyuubi about his life the past five years and how he's living in the States with his girlfriend of two years. He's also preparing for college, and his life in the spotlight seems to be the only bothersome aspect of being one of the sons of the most influential family in Japan. Kyuubi in turn informed Sasuke about a percentage of his life in the past years. He's cautious of his words, after all Sasuke is Itachi's brother. He can't risk exposing too much information about his life to a source that Itachi can easily access. Although he's close with Sasuke, the pair had in fact kept in touch for the past five years that they have been separated, he's still cautious. Sasuke has proven countless of times that he is trustworthy, yet there's information that Kyuubi knew that the teen wouldn't be able to keep just between them.

Sasuke molded his lips together as he pondered on the thought trapped in his head. The words want to escape his mouth but his conscience is unsure if it is his place to give such advise. He's matured in that sense. He goes against his conscience however, something he rarely did and spoke his mind.

"It's been five years Kyuubi, perhaps it's time you tell him." His tone is delicate as ever.

Kyuubi's body temperature dropped immediately and the big smile that's on his face is now replaced with a frown. "I can't."

Sasuke understood, but he pushed on. "It's been five years, he would understand. Also, he's not as close to him as he was in the past."

Kyuubi is on his feet quickly, his expression panicked. "You told him?"

"No. He just finally caught on to the scent of the rat. A year after you left, I'm not sure what exactly happened between them but they fell off."

Kyuubi is shocked. He would've never imagined. His attention is seized by the sharp call of his name.

"The fact that Itachi no longer trust him means that he suspects something. I'm not sure if this correlates to what happened to you but the fact that they are no longer close and Itachi just happens to meet Naruto means that it's time. Time for a new start. If not for you than for Itachi. After all, he deserves to be in his son's life."

Kyuubi is silent as he received the words that are spoken to him. Sasuke might only be eighteen but he might as well be the most matured eighteen year old he'd ever came across. His demeanor was also very gentle yet his presence was powerful. Then again, all Uchiha's had that aspect about themselves. Sasuke was the complete opposite of Naruto, speaking of his brother.

"Naruto, he must've been so shocked to see you. Did you talk to him yet?"

Sasuke shook his head. "To be honest, you were my first priority. I was hoping to take him out and catch up."

The rest of Sasuke's words evade Kyuubi as he concentrates on Sasuke's first words. Another thing Naruto would undoubtedly hold against him. Naruto had waited so long for this moment, and he's managed to completely take such a precious moment away from him.

"Great."

Naruto is sat on the couch with his nephew. They're both greatly entertained by the cartoon on the television screen. Suddenly their little bubble of paradise is invaded by a commanding presence. Sasuke's hand moved to caress Naruto's cheek but his hand is frozen in shock when Naruto pulled from his touch.

"Have I done something?" Sasuke is taken back by the annoyed glare he received.

Naruto eyes are harsh as he gazed at the confused teen. "If you're done catching up with my brother you can leave."

Now Sasuke understood the warning he received just a few minutes from Kyuubi regarding Naruto's temperaments.

"Let me take you out so we can talk." He reached out once again, this time to hold Naruto's hand but his hand is left outstretched with no purpose.

Naruto is on his feet. "Seriously, you should go." His arms are folded firmly over his chest.

For a moment he remained dominant and is almost satisfied by the shock that's on Sasuke's face. In a quick second however, Naruto's intense demeanor is relaxing and his folded arms are now by his side. Sasuke's eyes are harder than his and his already commanding presence gives a whole new meaning to the term dominant. Naruto found himself becoming shaken and almost scared of the icy stare he's dealt with. He suddenly felt the need to apologize for his rudeness.

The words don't get a chance to escape his mouth and instead Sasuke spoke.

"I'll see you tomorrow. You seem tired."

And the theory Naruto had before about that underlying base becoming exceptionally present when Sasuke was upset was proven correct. He doesn't say anything and merely watched with now gentle eyes as Sasuke said his goodbyes and left the apartment, accompanied by the two large body guards.

Absent of Sasuke's presence, his fists are balled by his sides. Seems the only thing that has changed was Sasuke's physical appearance. He was still arrogant as ever and always felt the need to prove his power over him. As if he was the only dominant one and Naruto was left to play role of submissive. It seemed nothing have changed from their childhood. However, Sasuke was his best friend and probably the closest person to him apart from his parents. Sasuke's compassion was a trait that even today, no one could compete with. And that's why, even with a heartbreaking reunion, his heart skipped a beat at the knowledge that he'd get a do over tomorrow.

Sasuke is driving his rented vehicle in the calm night. His body guards are right on his tale in a larger car. His eyes are trained on the nearly empty streets. A beautiful voice invade his car and the corner of his lips immediately tugged into a smile.

"Hello angel." He greeted happily to his beloved girlfriend.

"Hey babe, did you meet him yet?" She spoke so sweetly.

Sasuke can't help his heart skipping a beat at the sound of the love of his life. "Yeah, I just came back from seeing him. I'm on my way back to the hotel now."

"So don't keep me waiting, tell me. How did it go?"

Sasuke gave a short chuckle before he began detailing the entire event. He couldn't imagine life without this sweet angel, he got to call his lover. He's never met someone, apart from his best friend, who he instantly felt a connection with from a first encounter. And although, his mind, his heart and soul was devoted to the love of his life, his body sought the warmth of another person. And as he laughed and enjoyed speaking to his lover, his mind became unsettled by his body's strange yearnings for a certain blonde.

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