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III

On the way home, Naruto and Sasuke didn't talk. The tension was killing Naruto. What the hell was all that? I mean…no what was that? Why was my heart beating so bad? I wanted to…wanted to…Sasuke… Naruto looked down at Sasuke, noticing how much taller he is than the other boy. Not much, maybe three inches, but still. He gave a small smile, watching his teacher's scowl, knowing that it was stuck like that from the years of practice. His skin looked so smooth and he knew that it was, (even from putting him in a head lock earlier he couldn't help but notice the softness of the other man's back as he flipped him over his shoulder.) Naruto thought of the hours previous and laughed lightly.

"What are you laughing at?" Sasuke turned his head a little bit, eyeing the other dangerously.

Naruto laughed harder, "Nothing, just…thought of something funny." Sasuke snorted and Naruto took it as an 'I don't really care.' As they went in the house, Sasuke quickly took his shoes off and walked briskly to the kitchen, leaving the blond boy to close the door. "What the hell is your problem?!" Naruto hollered, as he kicked his shoes off and slammed the door bolting after the dark haired man. When he passed the rehearsal room he stopped noticing the strange case. "Hey?! Who's case is this? You have a student when I was gone?" he ran the rest of the distance to kitchen.

"No. It's mine." Sasuke didn't look up from making tea.

"What?! Yours!? I didn't know you had one!?"

Sasuke looked at him and rolled his eyes, "Well, I do teach people to play the violin, including you. One would think that I would have one."

"Did you…did you play?" Naruto's voice got really melancholy.

Sasuke looked at him, brow raised. "Yes, I did…From the minute you left till Sakura came by…why?"

"YOU PLAYED FOR SAKURA!?"

"She's heard me before." Sasuke turned back to his tea.

"She has?! And she never told me?"

"I don't know what that woman tells me…"

"Sasuke! Won't you play for me? Please!" Naruto stood right behind him, inches from him, jumping up and down.

"No." Sasuke poured him tea and turned, almost knocking all his tea all over him. "God Naruto, get back!" Sasuke grabbed his chest, trying to slow down his heart beat. He placed his cup back down behind him, his eyes following the cup in his shaking hands. His eyes then came up to meet the blond's eyes. Sasuke tried, tried to glare into the deep blue orbs. He still was breathing hard, but his heart wouldn't slow down.

"Sasuke..." Naruto's voice was slightly above a whisper. Sending chills down Sasuke's spine as Naruto seemed to look passed, him, into his soul. "Why won't you play for me?" Sasuke almost jumped when he felt Naruto's calloused fingers grasp his arm gently. "Why?"

Sasuke swallowed hard, eyes darting in between Naruto's gaze and his hands. It was either Sasuke's imagination, or Naruto was slowly, slowly getting closer. Sasuke knew he was when their noses almost brushed.

Sasuke snapped.

Standing straight up, Sasuke put on his signature glare and frown as he looked into Naruto's eyes. "Because." Sasuke pushed his way past the younger man, up the stairs and into his bedroom.

Naruto, in the kitchen stood where he was left, snickering at the other man. "Oh, this is going to be fun."

III

When Naruto woke up that morning, he grinned. There was a reason he had made Sasuke his manager.

The said man had laid out Naruto's street clothes on a chair on the other side of the room, including shirt, pants, underwear, socks, shoes, undershirt, watch and hat. His violin resting against the same chair.

Naruto heard the water running in the next room, knowing now where the other man was. Naruto slowly got out of bed, stretching lightly, groaning as different areas popped and stretched. He walked over to his clothes, looking down at the Violin.

'Sasuke still hasn't done it for me...'

"Oh good, you're awake." Naruto looked over to the half dressed man coming out of the bathroom. "We need to leave in about forty five minutes. Get dressed and try to do something with your hair."

Naruto grinned, "But you love my wild hair." he laughed as the other rolled his eyes, walking back into the bathroom. "Hey! Sasuke?"

"No."

"You don't know what I'm going to ask!"

"Yes. And No. And Because."

Naruto smiled, looking down at his case, patting it softly as he started to get dressed. Ever since Naruto heard of Sasuke playing for Sakura, he had asked at least once a week for Sasuke to do the same for him. Play. That was Naruto's only wish after that time. He yearned to hear the other play. But every time, Sasuke would say "No." Never giving a really good reason. Or a reason besides "Because." He had tried asking Sakura, but even herself wouldn't tell. Probably, Naruto guessed, because she didn't even know the answer herself. She said once that he had told her, but she didn't think that it could be that. She still didn't tell the blond what that was.

"Hurry up Naruto!"

Naruto looked down at him and saw that he only successfully gotten his pants on in the last five minutes. "Shut up!" he growled, throwing his shirt on running into the bathroom. Towards Sasuke.

'Even though he won't play for me now,' Naruto thought as he came up behind his old sensei, nuzzling his head into his nape, 'I'll wait. For as long as it takes, to hear his music.'