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III
"Naruto knows."
Sakura looked at the man sitting across from her at her kitchen table. Sakura had not gotten many visits from Sasuke in the last...ever, really. So when Sasuke appeared in front of her at seven a.m. On a Thursday morning, she was very, shocked. Now, Sakura stared at him for a moment, sighing, looking down at her watch. 7.30 great. "Knows what, Sasuke?"
"Something..."
"Oh come on! Couldn't this have waited until the sun was up?"
Sasuke glared at her. "He knows something Sakura! I haven't had a moment of peace for three weeks!"
"What do you mean? The man goes to school doesn't he?"
Sasuke scowls at her. "Of course, that's the only time that I have peace!"
"Then you get peace, you get six hours of it every day!"
"And I work all day, or I'm sleeping."
Sakura sighed. "Sasuke, I still don't see what this had to be discussed at 7.30-"
He slammed his hands down on the table, "Damnit woman he knows!"
"Knows what?"
"Knows that Sasuke wants to fuck him." They both looked over to entrance, seeing the tall grey haired man come waltzing into the kitchen. Kakashi smirked at Sasuke's dark scowl, "What? It's true isn't it? Dude, I've known since the kid came to you when he was like eight."
"Eleven." Sasuke snapped, making Kakashi laugh hard, as he started to make coffee.
"Want some babe?" Sakura stared at him, making him shrug, pulling out an extra two cups from the cabinet.
She turned back to the other man, whose face had paled considerably since the last time that she looked at him. Her eyes had widened. "Are you serious Sasuke!? He knows how you feel? Was this what that night was?"
"Well, Sakura, if you couldn't figure that out when the boy first stepped through the door, then I don't know what-"
"Kakashi, shut up! Sasuke!" she grabbed the front of his shirt. "Is this what you wanted to talk to me about at 7.30 in the morning, because it is the only excuse I will take?" Sasuke audibly gulped. "Now, why are you here?"
"Because."
Sakura growled, jerking him towards her, hurling him almost across the table. "Uchiha Sasuke, you tell me right now." Sasuke saw flames in her eyes.
"I-I-I'm here be-be-beca-cause I think Na-Na-Naruto kno-kno-knows I lo-lo-lo-love him."
"Now was that so hard?" she asked sweetly, hurling him back into his chair.
Kakashi laughed loudly, placing two cups at either end of the table, "First time you admitted that to yourself be it Uchiha?" Sasuke only growled, fingers gripping the table, turning his knuckles white as he glared at the older man.
Sasuke couldn't help but chuckle lightly at the look of the boy across from her. So it starts.
III
"Why do you think that he knows this?" Sakura sipped at her coffee. Smiling softly. This was the thirty ninth (or maybe fortieth?) times that she had asked the man. He wouldn't stop glaring at Kakashi long enough to answer her question, so she had to kick him out. It took twenty minutes but she finally got him to leave the room. Then it took another thirty minutes for Sasuke to calm down enough that he would talk.
"Because, Sakura he's always there!" Sasuke's grip on her coffee cup was almost scary. She was sure it would break in two. Or a million pieces, but she didn't say anything; she only wanted him to get it out. "Always behind me, touching me when inappropriate."
"What?" Sakura stared at him perplexed.
"Last night I was getting a cup out of the cabinet and he comes racing up behind me saying 'hold up let me grab this' and pushes me into the cabinet, pre-pressing his body up against mine fully and grabbing a cup on the top self, and slowly, slowly taking it down, staying pressed against me far too long." Sakura snorted into her coffee. Sasuke glared at her. "You think that this is funny?!?"
The pink haired girl looked him the eye for a moment. She smiled. "Yes, I find it unbelievably hilarious. Perhaps it's because it's 8.15 now, but I don't know."
Sasuke glared. "And when I give him lessons he always asks me to demonstrate, I always thought it was because he wanted to hear me play but I think it's more."
"More?"
He nodded harshly. "More. He doesn't want me to show him how to play it or how it should sound but techniques."
"Ah." she snickered in her coffee.
"He tells me to show him the proper posture or the proper way to hold the violin or the right hand whatever and then gets behind me and-"
"Presses against you and holds your hands or fingers far too long?"
"Are you mocking me?! This is- a serious problem!"
Sakura reached across the table, grasping Sasuke's hand. "No, I know that this is very, very, very hard for you. But I've been telling you for years that this was going to happen."
"No you didn't."
"I inferred it."
"No-"
"Shut up and listen to me." Sasuke looked down at his coffee. "Sasuke, I can't help you with this. You have to do it yourself. I'm sorry. You need to talk to Naruto. You have to ask him why he is doing this to you."
"But-"
"Yeah, I don't care what you think anymore Sasuke. Just do what I say. Talk to the boy. He is trying to show you something. Trust me."
Sasuke looked her in the eye. Trying hard to find the truth there. "Trust me." she sang as she stood up, walking towards her bedroom, "You know where the door is, let yourself out and don't forget to lock the door on your way out!"
III
Naruto wanted nothing more than to rush home after school. When he woke up Sasuke wasn't there. Naruto had been worried, but not too worried, Sasuke would come back, he can't take care of himself. Not without Naruto. Never without Naruto.
But, instead of going straight home, he went with Kiba to the record store. He needed to get some air. Fresh air.
Sasuke.
It wasn't until that night after Sakura had left him at her apartment when he realizes what it was.
Or until Kakashi told him.
"Hey."
Naruto looked up at the voice, seeing Kakashi walk into the room, Naruto nodded his shakily in recognition, before staring back down at his hands.
"What are you doing here?"
"I..."Sasuke didn't know what to say. "I-me-Sasuke-we-I-uh-"
"You screwed?"
Naruto snapped his head up towards the other man. "What?!"
Kakashi stared at him, calm, "You guys do screw?"
Naruto shook his head frantically, "What?! No, of course not!"
Kakashi came and sat down on the floor next to the boy. "Mmmm..." There was a moment where there was an awkward silence. "You want to?"
Naruto's eyes got wide. "Excuse me?"
"You quite and frankly its bothering me. I've been here for an hour and I haven't heard you, only Sakura. And it's really creepy. Sakura doesn't want me to interfere, but I like you kid, so I am." Kakashi looked up at the boy, "You get boners kid?"
Naruto looked at him with shock, but didn't lie. "Yeah." he looked down at his hands.
"You think of that girl you had?"
"What?! No way?"
"Sakura? It's okay, I do." Naruto's head shook frantically. Kakashi Nodded. "Sasuke?" Naruto tensed, breathing stopped. Kakashi smirked. "Dude, relax, I've known for a while. It's cool."
"No, it's not." Naruto clenched his hands together. "I've known for a while. That-that I'm-I like Sasuke-like...that. Can't help it. He is a jerk and rude, and mean, and an ass, but..." he smiled softly. "I can't get over how he looks at me when I'm playing. I realize it at the competition. I thought he wasn't going to show. But...he did. It was then when I realized that-a life without Sasuke was like-a life without music..."
Kakashi nodded. "Meaningless?"
Naruto nodded. "Yeah. Tonight we were just rough housing-wrestling. And I ended up pinning him to the ground and I realize how bad I wanted him. Needed him. I had to get out of there before I made an ass of myself...Before Sasuke kicked me out."
"Oh he wouldn't have kicked you out." Kakashi laughed.
Naruto stared down at him. "What?"
"No way in hell Sasuke would kick you out. He can't live without you, and I don't mean that because you wash his underwear..." Kakashi looked up at the boy and shrugged. He stood up, grasping Naruto's shoulders. "Pay closer attention to Uchiha when you get close to him. I think that you will be surprised at how much alike you both feel..." he patted the blond's shoulder before walking out of the room, leaving Naruto sitting there.
"Hey man, sorry for stealing your woman..." Naruto looked over to Kiba who was looking through a bin of old CD's. "I know that you all have only been over for a month but man, when you two were going out, I was so jealous! I know I wanted you to go out with her but I really didn't want to and I feel real bad because of 'bro's before-"
"Kiba, it's okay. I promise." Naruto moved to another bin, rummaging through some metal cd's. "I didn't like her that much anyways." Neither of them said anything for a while.
"Hey, Naruto?"
"Yeah?" the blond looked up at the boy.
"You gay dude?" Kiba didn't look up from the bin.
Naruto laughed, "Yeah man." He looked over to the dark haired boy, who looked up at him. They stared at each other for a moment.
Kiba nodded. "Alright. Cool dude." his eyes returned to his bin.
Naruto looked back to his bin, smiling, shaking his head.
As they finished their browsing, Kiba purchasing some no named punk CD, they headed towards the train station. "Yeah I totally knew it man."
Naruto looked over at him, "What man?"
"That you were gay, dude."
Naruto smiled, "Why do you say that?"
Kiba smirked, "Cause there's no way a straight man would pass up Hinata."
Naruto laughed. "Neiji would."
Kiba laughed, throwing his arm around Naruto's shoulders. "I don't know man...Come on, let's go listen to this CD."
"Naw, I gotta head home."
Kiba stopped, jerking Naruto with him. "Naruto man, it's not...it's not that dude you live with...is it?"
Naruto looked his friends face who's face paled. "What?"
"Answer the damn question!"
"Well...no...But...what's wrong with that? I mean...I would like to..."
Kiba's mouth dropped as he looked at his friend. "Damnit Naruto what is your problem!" Kiba detached himself from the blond. "Why did it have to be him?"
Naruto scowled, "What the hell is your deal man?!"
Kiba turned, "Cause-I owe Neiji two thousand yen!"
"What?!"
"We had this bet on whether you were gay. Lee said you weren't, but the rest of us thought that you were, which is totally cool man! But then Neiji said that it was with your teacher guy, but Gaara and me said no way, so we made a bet on whether it was with him or not!" Kiba looked away from his blond friend, cheeks slightly flushed. "I'm sorry dude, I know that we shouldn't bet on you and-"
"No, it's fine. I swear." Naruto smiled, looking down at the ground. "It's totally cool man, I'm just glad that you're all good with the whole me being gay…thing."
Kiba laughed. "Ha, dude! We knew before Hinata! We just…had to test our theory."
Naruto laughed, "As weird as it sounds, you all are awesome." He slung his arm around his dog loving friend, "Come on, I guess I have time to listen to your new CD."
III
Dinner was quite. The sound of the scraping of the chopsticks as they clattered with the plates was the loudest noise in the house. Naruto kept glancing up at older man, who never looked away from his plate. "So how was your day Sasuke?" Naruto asked between mouthfuls of food.
Sasuke grunted, not looking up from his food. Naruto stared at the older man, frowning. "Did the students you had today practice?"
Sasuke looked up at the boy and snorted, "Of course not." He rose with his empty plate, placing it in the sink before walking swiftly to out of the room.
"Hey wait! Where you going?!"
"Bathroom." He heard him yell from upstairs.
Naruto sighed. Looking down at his plate. "Rice and chicken…why must it be such a sad night in the Uchiha household?" he shook his head and finished his meal alone.
