In the morning Naruto and Sasuke seemingly didn't remember anything, so no one else talked about it. They did have pretty nasty hangovers though. Naruto walked into his house, hand held to his head, and kicked the door shut behind him.

"If this keeps up I am definitely not going to school Monday" (has never been drunk before). He staggered slowly, dragging his feet, until he got to his bed, which he continued to crawl onto and go to sleep… Or at least until he had to run for the bathroom to puke.

That Monday Naruto, who was still way hung over, wasn't at school. Sasuke noticed this, and was glad because he had a very vivid memory of what had happened (holds alcohol well). He could remember all the details, from the lack of control the sake had caused to the way it had felt to be given his first kiss by Naruto. And every time he remembered this, a blush would over-run his face and Sakura would ask him if he was feeling well.

By the time lunch came, he couldn't handle the distraction anymore, and decided to go home sick. Sasuke had his school bag over one shoulder as he walked down the sidewalk, thinking about what had happened. The fresh air had at least helped a little.

I'm not gay. This shouldn't be a problem. It was a dare and I was under the influence of alcohol. I'm innocent! This is just like that time in middle school when I thought Haku was a girl and asked him out. We became good pen pals after that, didn't we?

Sasuke stopped walking and stared up at the sky, trying to forget about what happened… When someone above him yelled, "watch out!" and a cup of instant-ramen fell on his head.

"What the hell?" yelled Sasuke as he quickly tried to get the scalding noodles off his head.

"Sasuke??" called a familiar voice.

No fucking way.

"Hold on just a second Sasuke! Ill bring you down a towel!" yelled Naruto from an upper apartment. Naruto ran down the stairs of his building, remembered he needed a towel, ran back to get the towel, and eventually made it outside to give it to Sasuke.

"Why are you panting? You look like you just got chased by a rabid dog."

"I-I ran… I ran up the s-stairs and…"

"Ok, ok don't hurt yourself." Sasuke took the towel and proceeded to dry off his head. When he was done he looked at Naruto, who was staring at the fallen noodles as if he had just seen his puppy get hit by a semi. Sasuke smirked at him and threw the towel onto his head.

"Thanks."

"No problem… So why aren't you at school?"

"I could ask you the same question."

"I'm sick."

"…"

"What? I really am!"

"I don't believe you."
"Well why did you leave school? You're still wearing your uniform."

"Sick."

"Ah. Maybe we both got the same thing at Shikamaru's party?"

Sasuke blushed as he realized Naruto was just hung over. He had realized what had happened not too long after he threw up when he got home. Though Naruto still seemed lively enough to be at school, and ignorant enough not to know what happened.

"Come on in if you have nothing better to do", said Naruto enthusiastically.

Sasuke reached two fingers out and poked Naruto in the forehead, walking past him, and said, "Sure."

Naruto gives him a "what the hell was that" look, but shrugs and leads him up to his place.

Naruto's apartment was pretty much one room plus a bathroom. His bed was off to one side of the door, a small kitchen area was to the other side and in front of the kitchen were a TV and a couch. The door too the bathroom was on the far side of the room. Bowls and instant ramen cups covered every flat surface there was to be covered.

The boys waded through Naruto's trash until they made it to the couch. Sasuke sat down and looked up at Naruto.

"If you give me your shirt I'll put it in the wash for you", said Naruto with the best intentions.

Sasuke blushed and looked away, "That's fine. It will dry on its own anyway".

"Just give it to me. Its not like you have anything to hide", said Naruto with a playful voice.

Sasuke let out a sigh and thought, if I'm not gay, I should be perfectly comfortable in front of him without a shirt on.

Sasuke stood up and unbuttoned the soaked shirt. Peeling it off of his body, he handed it to Naruto, who took it and opened a closet door, which revealed a washer and dryer.

After throwing Sasuke's shirt in the washer, Naruto sat down on the couch and turned on the TV.

"I don't live with my parents either," said Naruto.

That was random thought Sasuke, as he glanced at the boy next to him.

"My parents died when I was little. My godfather, Jaraiya, raised me. But as I got older, I needed more space. So I moved out."

Several minutes passed where nothing was said. Naruto and Sasuke both sat, watching some program on the TV.

Sasuke broke the silence first with, "I'm sorry."

Naruto turned and smiled at him, "Its ok. I just know how you feel, so tell me if you ever want to talk."

Sasuke grunted and mumbled something about that being the most feminine bullshit he'd ever heard a man say, but didn't argue or reject it.

The two sat there with the TV on, but not really watching it for a long time. Eventually, the sun began to set and it started to get dark.

"It's getting late", said Sasuke without moving, still staring at the TV, "I should probably go soon." Sasuke stood up turned to leave, but Naruto grabbed his wrist and stopped him. "You want to stay over?" asked the blonde haired boy innocently.

After thinking it over, Sasuke agreed that he would. Naruto turned the television off and stood up with a yawn, stretching his arms up so that his faded t-shirt rose above his sweatpants, revealing a spot of tan stomach.

Sasuke looked away, glad the lights were off because he was blushing. He just wasn't going to be able to get over this if he didn't do something.

As Naruto walked towards the light switch Sasuke asked, "Oi, Naruto? Do you remember what happened at Shikamaru's?"

Naruto stopped and turned, giving Sasuke a look. "Of course I remember it. I was there after all."

Sasuke shook his head and walked up to Naruto placing a hand on his shoulder. "No, I mean do you remember ALL of it? From when you got there to when you went to sleep?"

"Sasuke, man, are you all right?"

Sasuke turned and walked away from Naruto, then began pacing back and forth.

"Dude what happened? I didn't think about it much, but I can't really remember anything after drinking that punch. Maybe Shikamaru slipped something into it… He would do that, and besides.."

"It was sake", interrupted Sasuke.

"What?"

"Someone slipped sake into the punch. We both got drunk and…" Sasuke stopped pacing, "you kissed me."

Naruto sat down on the floor, hard enough to hurt. But that would have been my first… and it was with Sasuke, thought Naruto.

"Hey, Naruto. Naruto? You okay?"

"That was my first kiss than."

"Great. Mine too. Now what are we going to do about this?"

Naruto just stared at the floor for a while, silently. When he looked up, he saw Sasuke differently. His eyes widened with surprise as he realized THIS was the person from his dream.