So You Really Like Me?

Kir-Kir-Chan: Man I am on a roll, no update for like, 3 weeks and then I update lots at once. I think it is just my way of saying sorry. Anyway, I really am thankful to all those people who review and those who review every chapter. You guys are the best and to show my thanks I will mention you in the very last chapter. Now, on to what you all really what. THE FANFIC!!

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Once upon a time there was a boy called Naruto, Naruto lived in a big house with his mother, father and his big brother. He also had a great boyfriend called Sasuke who was smart and really handsome. Sasuke had an elder brother called Itachi, he was great and would always help a person in need – even if he didn't look like that sort of person. He was like a fairy godfather.

One day Naruto decided to take a trip to Sasuke's house and filled up a basket with lots of delicious sweets and a glass slipper. Naruto skipped down the road and passed the ginger-bread house where Deidara lived; Deidara was always doing weird things to his house, Naruto was just surprised ants hadn't covered the house yet.

Next Naruto skipped passed three houses where Neji, Hinata and Kiba lived and where the big bad shark Kisame – who liked to dress up as a wolf – would always try to blow the house's down. So far he had blown the hay house down and the wood house but Naruto doubted he would be able to blow the brick house down.

Then Naruto finally got to Sasuke's house, Itachi smiled when he saw Naruto and took the glass slipper from him, grateful that someone had found it, now he could go marry Kisame the shark-wolf and Itachi ran off.

Naruto sat down at the table with Sasuke and they eat all the sweets up together.

Naruto was very happy.

But then sadly it was time to go, Naruto kissed Sasuke on the cheek and waved as he left. Naruto skipped back home, passed the brick house where Neji, Hinata and Kiba were having a party, passed Itachi who had put the glass slipper on Kisame's foot and were dancing with a plate and a spoon, he skipped passed Deidara's ginger bread house while Deidara was inside cooking with his huge stew pot until he got to his house that he shared with his father, mother and his big brother.

As Naruto walked in he noticed all the lights were off and he called out to his parents or his big brother to see if anyone was home. Naruto slowly walked up the stairs and when he got to the top of the stairs he saw two tomb stones with the names of his parents written on them. Naruto stared wide eyed at them, what had happened to his parents? He wondered to himself. Then Naruto saw a light coming from Kyuubi's room and slowly walked towards the door.

From the inside Naruto could hear strange noises, maybe someone was hurting Kyuubi? Naruto asked himself.

Naruto put his hand on the door and slowly pushed it open, calling out Kyuubi's name.

Then he saw Kyuubi, he was holding down and young boy, the boy was calling out for help but no one was coming. The boy was crying and no one was coming. Kyuubi was hurting this boy, hurting him badly.

Naruto was confused. Why would Kyuubi hurt this person? Who was that person?

Then Naruto saw his face and he realized...

That was him.

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"I'm sorry..." I slowly came out of the weird dream I was having and heard a voice. Sasuke? "I should have been there..." something wet fell on my arm. "I'm sorry..." Sasuke was crying...

"S-Sasuke...?" What was going on? I opened my eyes but closed them again because the light was so bright it hurt my eyes. "Where-...." Then it all came back to me.

Kyuubi.

"O-oh..." I rubbed my eyes and tried to forget it all again but it wasn't happening.

"Itachi is with the police...Naruto-"

"It's not your fault Sasuke..." I took Sasuke's hand and held it gently and he held my hand gently back. He was shaking, I think he was scared he will hurt me more but at this point I don't think I could be hurt any more than I already had.

"It is.." He bowed his head onto my hand and cried. "I'm sorry...I'm sorry..." Sasuke crying made me cry. I didn't want Sasuke to blame himself and I didn't want to think about what happened anymore I just wanted Sasuke to hold my hand and I wanted us to talk about stupid stuff while sitting outside under a big tree. I wanted to share an ice-cream with him, I wanted to go to the skate park with him and laugh at how bad he was, I wanted to sit in class with him and pretend i'm not coping his work and I wanted him to pretend he didn't know.

"Sasuke." He pulled up the covers and came into bed with me and held me, I wanted him to hold me tightly but he didn't. "I wont break you know...heh..." He nodded but he still didn't hold me tight enough.

"Hey." Itachi walked in and sat on the chair Sasuke had just left and stared at us both.

After that no one talked, we all just stayed there for a few hours until a police man came in, he looked like a nice guy and I wanted to be nice back to him but I couldn't. He was very tall and had nice brown skin colour, he looked really young but I don't think he was because he had grey hair. Black people age so well. Apparently white people with blond hair age really badly. Too bad for me.

"Naruto." He sat down and offered me a comforting smile, I wish it did comfort me but it didn't. His voice sounded sort of horse but that natural sort of horse. I just noticed that he has really big ears. I'm trying not to think about what happened but...this guy just came in to speak to me about it so I guess it wont be happening. I bet he doesn't get a lot of cases' where guys are raped. "My name is Frank Charles and I work with the police." I could tell by the blue police uniform. "If it's okay with you I would like to ask you a few questions on what happened to you." I was raped. Raped by my brother. "Can you tell me what happened?"

I looked at Sasuke and he held me a little tighter but not nearly as tight as I wanted still, I then looked at Itachi, "If you don't want to talk about it Naruto you don't have to." Itachi is such a great guy. I wish my brother was Itachi.

"It's okay..." I don't know why I was whispering, maybe I was scared that if I spoke louder Kyuubi would find me and hurt me again. "I was...watching TV then there was a knock at the door...i waited a few seconds before I answered it because I was really into the movie...heh, I don't even remember what movie it was now..." I started to tear up but just wiped them away. I wouldn't cry, not anymore. I really tried hard not to.

"It's okay Naruto just take your time." I really liked Frank, he was a cool guy.

"Well..i answered the door...a-and...Kyuubi was standing there...i was shocked at first b-but...b-but...then I tried to s-shut the door but he pushed me to the ground." I was crying, damnit I didn't even realize it. "A-and....then..h-he..."I couldn't say it, sure I could think the word rape but saying it out loud just made it so much more real and I couldn't make it real...Maybe it was all a dream...damn, it doesn't matter how much I think that, it wasn't a dream.

"It's okay Naruto, do you remember what happened after?" Frank seemed so warm, he is married. I know from the ring on his finger. I bet his wife is a lucky woman, I bet he has a couple of kids and maybe even a dog. I bet his wife worries about him when he is even a minute late home from work.

"No...its all just...black after that." I leaned my head in Sasuke's chest.

"Okay, son." I always wondered why people would call guys son sometimes. But, I would like to be his son, I bet he treats his kids nice, I bet he would look after me. Teach me how to ride my bike, scold me when I got a bad grade but then patted my shoulder and told me he knew I could do better, I bet he would be proud of me when I did something good and I bet he would be supportive when I told him I was gay and i'm dating my best friend. Yeah...i bet he is that sort of dad. Frank stood up and put his card on the table. "If you need me or remember anything else you can call me. Day or night, got it?" He smiled at me and nodded his head then walked to the door.

"H-hey Frank..." He turned back around. "C-could I ask you some questions?" He looked a bit confused then sat back down.

"Go ahead."

"Are you married?" He nodded his head and smiled.

"Yep, 30 years this year."

"Wow that's really long. Do you love her?"

"More than anything else." I really wanted to know more about Frank.

"Do you have any kids...pets?" He took a picture out of his pocket and gave it to me. There was a pretty black woman with short black hair and a bright smile on her face, Frank was behind her and hugging her tight, he was trying to look serious but it wasn't working. There was two kids in the picture, a pretty girl, probably around 18 and a really good looking son who is probably in his early 20's.

"My daughter is called Ashley and my son is called Michael. Ashley just turned 17 and Michael turned 21 this year."

Itachi sat back and listened, I talked to Frank for an hour and asked him about his family. He really was a nice guy. He told me he would come visit me tomorrow to see how I was going and left to get home to his wife. She was cooking chicken pasta tonight and he promised to bring me some.

After Frank Charles left we all sat in silence again, Sasuke kept his arms around me at all times and Itachi just sat back and watched over us until the silence was broken by Itachi.

"I am very sorry Naruto." I looked up at him, he was looking into my eyes and to a normal person you would see emotionless Itachi. But to me...i saw guilty Itachi.

"It's not your fault, its not Sasuke's fault its Kyuubi's. That bastard." Itachi nodded his head but still looked guilty. So did Sasuke. Strangely enough, when Frank was talking with me he looked a little guilty at times. Maybe he thought I would be jealous because he has a really great family.

Well he doesn't need to be because so do I.

I have Itachi and Sasuke and Kisame, who was in away visiting his family but was taking a flight back just for me, and I have Kiba who was having a night in with Hinata and I begged Sasuke not to ring him because I didn't want to ruin their night. I have a great family, just because we aren't blood doesn't mean they aren't as important, more in fact. My only living blood relative put me in the hospital.

To be family it has to be more than blood. It has to be love.

And I love each and every single person in my family.