Feeling small

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Naruto had never felt so small before.

He had been sitting in his living room for ten minutes now. He had done nothing but marvel at how bare and small his apartment felt after standing in Neji's mansion.

He tried not to let it bother him.

He had already eaten and showered. He was wrapped in his "Super Frog Man" blanket with matching fuzzy pants (a gag gift from Anko, but he loved them anyway) and staring blankly at the ceiling. He wasn't lonely. Nope, not at all. He tried to close his eyes and get some sleep, but every time he did, the images of the people he had talked to today appeared. He wasn't lonely...after all, he was a ninja. Ninja don't need to be coddled.

Coddled? How was it no one figured out he wasn't a normal teenager? Perhaps….that was normal for a teenager? Naruto wasn't really sure. He had never had friends. Well, he had Gaara, but he wasn't sure Gaara counted as a "Normal Teenager". After all, he was a ninja….among other things.

Naruto groaned and rolled over. He only had an hour before he had to report to "Mister Moody Mansion". Uhg, Anko was right.

He needed to get laid.

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Anko was having fun. The Uchiha brat had been stabbing, yes, stabbing, his dinner for well over ten minutes now. Anko wasn't sure what was wrong. Well, she knew he liked Naruto. That was a tragedy for anyone, but he didn't have to take it out on the mashed potatoes.

She frowned when Itachi entered the kitchen silently. She hadn't sensed him coming and that put her on edge. No self-taught ninja should be able to out-maneuver her. If he had those kinds of skills, why did he hire a ninja anyway? Regardless of the answer, her mirth came back full force when he put an ice cube down the Uchiha brat's shirt. She had to pinch herself again to keep from laughing; or joining in on all the fun for that matter.

She watched as he yelped and tried to get it out, only to get covered in his dinner in his ill attempt at relief. She poked her self with a senbon. She would not laugh. Nope.

When the excitement had died down, Itachi and Sasuke were glaring at each other from opposite ends of the table, which was quite a feat when you considered its length. Why would anyone need a table that long?

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Damn it! How the hell did Itachi do that? He was always making Sasuke's life hell. If he didn't know better, he would think it was his aniki who sent him to the hospital. Itachi wouldn't do that. After all, he would be the prime suspect if anything happened to Sasuke at home. Of course, that didn't mean he couldn't.

Sasuke tensed when his Aniki walked around the table. Usually, Itachi would torture him and then leave. This was new. New, and Itachi, could only mean one thing. Sasuke wasn't going to like this.

Itachi stared at him for a few moments before deciding on the least amount of necessary communication.

"The boy…?" Itachi ventured.

Sasuke blinked. The boy…? Oh….

"That's none of your business." Sasuke huffed. He glanced away from his brother and immediately regretted it. Itachi had more ice. This time, his pants got what was quickly becoming "The Interrogation Method".

"Wrong answer."

Sasuke, after having gone through another embarrassing fit with the ice, debated on what he could say. Itachi could never understand that he had….lusted for Naruto. Itachi wasn't capable of being anything but cold-hearted business man or a caprice bastard. Caprice….he liked that.

"Well…?"

Brought back to reality, for the second time that day, Sasuke still had no idea what to say.

"His name is Naruto." That seemed to be the safest thing to say.

"Just Naruto?" Sasuke winced. He forgot to add a suffix. Shit, he had to think quickly.

"He's in my class." SHIT! Stop talking!

"Oh? How is that you met then? You weren't in class today." Itachi had a full blown smirk. With a sigh of defeat Sasuke decided to just come clean. He should know better then to try to battle Itachi with wits. No one should ever attempt that.

"I met him at Neji's place." Sasuke, despite his decision to come clean, had no idea what else to say. Itachi had seen the rather embarrassing drawing so "He's handsome" was a moot point.

"He's…." Neji's crush? No, too obvious. What else did he know about Naruto? He had stormed off (He refused to admit he ran away) before he could really find anything out. He knew that he hadn't heard anything to bad about Sasuke. He didn't react to his touch. He was gay; otherwise Neji would have either given up or mentioned it to Sasuke. Even Neji wasn't that much of a prick. So that left….

"He's in my first period."

"Hn. Interesting." Sasuke blinked at his brother. Why would he think that it was interesting? "You're infatuated with him, but you know nothing about him." Sasuke sighed. He knew that, but it stung hearing out loud.

"You should find out more about him." With that, Itachi walked away.

Why did he always feel so small and stupid when he talked to his brother? What was that really about?

Surely Itachi hadn't just given him relationship advice.

He pondered that for a moment and then decided it didn't matter. He didn't need advice. He was Sasuke Uchiha, god among men. He didn't have an inferiority complex. Nope.

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Anko felt like she was watching the makings of a very interesting game. She thought she knew what Itachi was up to now. All she needed was to confirm her suspicions with Tsunade-sama.

She wanted to torture the Uchiha brat some more, but she knew that Naruto would put it in his report. Even if she erased it, Naruto would just tell Tsunade-sama in person. Gai will just have to do for now.

By the time Naruto had arrived, Sasuke was in bed. Anko handed gave him a condom and a smirk and left him to his rant about her "Perversions".

He needed to get laid.