So here it is chapter three bitches! I worked so hard in this so don't be so cocky and enjoy haha. PLEASE REVIEWS! I LIVE FOR REVIEWS, CAN'T YOU SEE I DON'T HAVE A LIFE? Okay, enough. Love you and hope you understand my crappy English! Wiiiii

Disclaimer: Yeah, I'm Masashi Kishimoto, I owe Naruto and I have him locked in my basement. Eat me.

Naruto's POV

"Would you like to tell me, what where you two doing" she said pointing at both of us with her slim manicured finger, "on the showers' floor half naked and in a compromising position, as Mr. Zabuza told me you where?" she said in a calm voice but I could see the tension in her throat… and that little vein popping in her forehead. Maybe is not little…

"Tsunade we were just—" I said trying to explain all of this, well rather lie to her, but it's the same.

"Principal Tsunade for you, Brat!" she said looking rather annoyed in my direction.

"Principal Tsunadeeee…" I said sticking my tongue out at the time. "We were just about to get up! As I told you before I dropped the soap, Sasuke stepped in it and fell all over me because of his lack of balance and silliness! That was it, just an accident!" I said before crossing my arms in a triumphant way and giving the audience a cocky grin hearing as Sasuke sighted.

"If you let me, Principal Tsunade," he said in his formal, arrogant voice, which was sweeter, sweeter much, than what he normally spoke to everyone else, especially me. "This was just a mistake from Naruto…"

"Was not!" I said in a childish way! Hey! You really think I'm going to just sit here and hear Sasuke said how silly and clumsy and hot I am? Well I'm not!

"Naruto! Shut up and let Sasuke finish! Someone here has the intelligence to make something you said sound correct, so don't make it worst!" The Ol' hag spat at me. How dare she? I'm the hottest one in here (Sasuke is after me, don't be all like "I'm Sasuke's groupie and I am so offended!" over me!) and she is shutting me up? This people, seriously.

"As I was saying before being rudely interrupted by Naruto," he said giving me a side glance, "this was just a mistake from Naruto and me." He said looking directly at me, just as if he was saying `See, idiot? I do not make mistakes!' Hn, that's better, Uchiha, that's better. "We were just heading out of the showers when I accidentally stepped on the soap, and reached forward to find something to hold onto, but only found Naruto on the way, so instead of providing me the needed stability, he tripped all over himself and it finished on us splashed all over the floor in an awkward position, but it was nothing aside from that. It was just a rather sheepish mistake." He said, almost proud of himself.

"Ahh…yeah! It was!" I smiled to myself, reviving what had just happened a few minutes ago.

Sasuke was just about to give me a… a…. a knee-job when fuckin' Zabuza appeared out of nowhere with all his creepy self and screamed at us for doing what we were… err, well, doing. Then we just sat up blushing madly, well at least me, because you see… Uchihas are cold blooded bastards that do not blush… or feel any kind of stimulus. Zabuza was on our backs screaming at us about being pussies and faggots and being a shame for Catholics and Muslims and that if we kept doing that we were going to have our assholes the size of Texas because that's how faggs have their assholes, the size of Texas, and all kind of stuff while we put some cloth on to be presentable for the Ol' hag… I mean Titsland Queen Tsunade.

"This sounds really fishy to me… but I'll let you go. I guess I have no proves of you doing anything out of rules because the stupid council didn't allowed to put stupid cameras on the firkin' showers, but whatever…" she said the last part as to herself. Hell, what the age does to you. "But another report of you two involved in any suggestive behaviour and I'll have to talk to your mothers about this." What the fuck? Is she talking in seriously? I mean, not my mom! I mean… we are not in kindergarten anymore so that she can tell my mom tha ti was mean to a little pal and kept eating glue, not! This was different, we are in fucking high school, men! …I still don't want my mommy coming here so that the mean Boobzela tell her about me doing nasty things with the Uchiha brat. She wouldn't want me playing with him again and…. What the fuck? I really got into the role…

"Ahhh Jesus! You can't be talking in seriously! I mean…" I said trying to make her see as I see things but noooo, she interrupts me with that big ugly vein coming out of her wrinkled forehead.

"NOW, you can go before I put you up to wash the bathrooms!" said the ugly dyed blond.

"Just shut up, grab your shit and leave, moron." Whispered Sasuke.

"Hey! I don't need you to tell me what to do jacka.."

"GET OUT OF HERE!" was the last thing I heard from the Ol' Hag before I was out running for my life with Sasuke following behind me.

Sasuke's POV

God, I stink again… I thought as I let my body fall flat on my comfy bed. It was already 9 o'clock I was just getting home. I had been all afternoon with Naruto painting his stupid room. And as I thought, he chose the gayest colours of alls, and also the most annoying ones… orange and blue. And I don't mean the light color, I mean the bright tones of blue and orange that keeps you up all night and makes you wanna hyperventilate when being in a room of those colours. Things had been a little awkward after we got out of Tsunade's office. We barely talked to each other and when I looked at Naruto he was blushing madly. But when I asked if he still wanted me to help him he just yelled "Hell yeah! You think you can come out of this that easily? Hah!" and everything was all natural as ever. And not as natural as Naruto eating grass like a cow, I mean natural as… him telling me bastard, I calling him Dobe.

Her mom was all over me as ever, for being such a good friend and helping her little Naruto with this, for having such good grades, for being friends of Naruto, and in one part she just kept babbling about me being so handsome and that Naruto couldn't stop talking about that. At that comment Naruto just blushed madly and yelled "MOM! That's so not true!... and don't say it in front of the bastard!" yeah, so things as ever. I like his mom. She is quite… friendly and is she reminds me so much of Naruto itself. He clearly got her temper and hyperactivity. And his dad's looks. When I'm in Naruto's, I just feel as if I were in home outside home. As if that was just natural, and I liked the fact that I am always welcome there.

Since Naruto introduced me to his mom as his "friend", she had been happier and in better terms with Naruto, or at least he told me so. I was too submerged in my thoughts with my gaze fixed of the ceiling, that I didn't hear mom entering my room. Her footsteps are even lighter than the touch of a feather. So when she just said…

"How was your afternoon with Naru-chan, darling?" into my ear, I couldn't restrain myself of squeaking like a little girl. In a manly way, of course. *Cough, cough*

"Mom! You scared the living hell outta' me!" I said putting my hand over my chest, trying to calm down my quickened breathing.

"Aww, it wasn't my intention, you know that, little pie! I'm sorry! I was just wondering if you had fun with Naruto-chan." She said putting a gentle hand over my shoulder. I fixed my gaze to her beautiful face, that appears to go against time, her blacker than black hair as ever surrounding her delicate face in a lovingly way, her lips curled in a gentle smile. This was just the mom I remember and always be grateful to have. I remember when I was a young child, and she used to stay at my side caressing my hair in the middle of the night, as long as it took for me to fall asleep, as long as she stayed. My lips curled into a small smile automatically as I responded to her.

"It was… it was fun. I mean not the "Yippie", way, but rather the "let's do it again" way." I told her as I remember the time with Naruto, he splattering paint all over me while I painted his hair… yeah, not the Yippie way. Actually it was… it was fun. Just to be with Naruto. With her it's so easy to maintain a regular conversation, I can be myself with her. Ahh, god bless mothers.

"I'm glad, my dear. And also… you have to take a bath, because you are full of orange paint that makes you look like a Tennessee fan, and you surely stink." She said with the same smile. God bless honest mothers.

"Yeah, I'll-I'll have that in mind." I said resting my head against my pillow again.

"Well, dinner is ready in 10 minutes, so don't be lateeee~" she sang the last part as she went out of my room closing the door behind her.

"Uh-huh…"I said resting my arm against my forehead and put myself in "rest-mode" when the fucking god that keeps an eye on me, and see al the harmful stuff I made to humanity as putting the trash in the non-recycling trash cans, entered in action and made Itachi with all his glory appear in my room with the grace of a transsexual ballerina.

"Oh, Ottouto-chan! I heard you arrived from being at cute Naruto's house!" he yelled as I heard his fucking faggot footsteps and felt someone's butt on my bed next to me.

"What do you want, sick weirdo?" I muffed through my arm that was still at my forehead.

"Oh, well nothing much, I was just wondering if you could…" he said in a low tone before he exploded jumping on my bed and screaming, "TELL ME ALL THE NASTY DITAILS! Did it last long? You used the condoms I gave you, right? Is he big? Is it true he has one butt-check bigger than the other one?" he said jumping over me. WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH THIS FUCKING ADOPTED PERVERT! I shoved him off me and backed off all that I could, with a horrified expression on my face.

"What the FUCK are you talking about?" I said with a little too high-pitched voice for my own good. What do you expect from me? I'm fucking scared of this specimen who's in front of me!

"Oh, please, don't play the little virgin on me, little brother! I know you had some action in there! And I see Naruto is one to experiment with things, I didn't find paint that hot, but now that you put it like that…" he said rubbing his chin in a thoughtful way.

Is this really happening to ME? Is Itachi really asking me if I fucked Naruto and… IS HE HAVING PERVERT IDEAS FROM THIS SO THAT HE CAN PUT THEM IN PRACTICE WITH HIS WEIRD FUCKTOYS? Why, evil god? Why do you do this to me? I wasn't THAT bad! I mean yeah, I once… or twice thought of poisoning Sakura's bra so that her almost non-existing tits would become red and nasty and her skin would fall off, but… I surely don't deserve this! You know what? You are an evil God and I don't like you! I like more the fucking god that created moms! So I'm just gonna do like you don't exist.

Okay, calm down Sasuke, are you really blaming a non-existing god/goddess about you brother's mental health? You have to be kidding me, you don't even believe in god! Well, just in desperate cases in which you want something but aside from that, you could be fucking atheist!

"Oh, whate-ve! Silly me! Back to you, little brother! How was it? Is he good in bed? Did you made the position I told you would be great to hit on the prostate, because if you did so then you are skilled enough to make this other one that is a little more difficult but, believe me, you'll just thank me!" he said almost making his face crack in two parts because of his bigger than big smile.

Okay, as I was saying, the evil god. I will just name you Elda. You are so fucking wrong if you think you can make this to me, Elda! I'm going to make Itachi's words to climb up your hairy ass! Yeah, and then I will eat your fucking face Elda…

"GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM HERE, ITACHI!" the echo rumbled through all the house as a girly squeak was heard and the fucking travesty of Itachi headed to his room running like a girl, thunders coming out of my ass, fire from my mouth.

After my brother finally leaving me alone I could drag my ass to the bathroom and took a shower. God, all the water was ORANGE! Again, why do Naruto keeps selecting gay things without even realising it and still says he's not a pussy? Well, I don't know, the only thing that runs around my mind is the scent of food on my nose and now my feet are moving on their own as they get to the dinning table and everyone's already sitting down. Itachi with that fucking smirk, mom with her usual caring smile and my dad well, scowling as ever. Nothing out of the regular shit. I took my regular sit and was about to start devouring everything that smelt good on my plate, because, damn! Painting six fucking walls makes any man starve, and then my father interrupted my happy piggy-eating by coughing on his hand. Why the fuck does everyone keeps interfering in my fucking life? God, I hate you Elda! I hope Zeus's lightning will go up your fucking fat ass and it'll explode your fucking haemorrhoids and you'll die of a fuckin' hemorrhage! God, I think I'm going to become a doctor. Whatever, I looked in his direction, him as serious as ever, me with a fork in hand and in an awkward position. Immediately I straightened myself and looked at him in a more professional way.

"Is there a problem, father?" I told him regulating my voice to a proper volume. Fuck! Just lemme' eat!

"Well, is not a problem. Is rather an…" he shrugged between his own sentence, "…observation." He said with a defiant look. I waited for him to continue on whatever was pissing him off. I looked in mom's direction just to find her a little confused too. I think father didn't talk to mom before jumping of conclusions. Of whatever it is. I mean, I have perfect grades, my appearance is perfect and neat as ever, and I haven't done anything stupid so… what could it be?

"Yes?" I said with a confused look.

"I think you are spending a lot of your time with the Uzumaki boy." My father finally spat with his characteristic authoritarian voice.

And then I froze.

Does he know what we've been up to… lately? Did he saw me almost jumping him? Oh God… Tsunade must have called! That bitch! I thought she was merciful but NO! She think she's the shit because having big-sized tits! Oh, I am so going to make that bitch…

"And I have to say…" continued my father softening his gaze on me, "I'm okay with it." he stated. …eat her own bile and then I'll…what?

"W-what?" I said incredibly, not believing my ears. I thought he'd same something about my grades and the dobe's stupidity and my own superiority to him but… it came differently.

"You heard me right. I was starting to think you had no…interactions with others. That you were just other little… well, me." Said father with a rather weird expression on his face. Was it… sympathy?

"A-ah… thank you?" I said awkwardly. What am I supposed to say in this kind of situations? Happy New Year?

"Aw, it's true Sasuke! I love the fact of you having such a good friend! Naruto is just so adorable and he makes cute little noises when you grab his hair! And he smells good too! Aw, and the way you look at each other is just soo~" squeaked Itachi in a high school girl's tone of voice she would use describing a plushie before I threw him a muffin in the face.

"Shut up, Itachi!" I yelled exasperated. Come on! He hasn't a single Uchiha cell in his entire fragile body! I bet his hair smells like peaches! And I am not saying mine smells good but it seriously doesn't smell like peaches. (Is rather Kiwi)

"But it's true, son. Naruto is such a good guy to all of us, and he is rather cute too." Said my mom in a genuine caring tone. Oh god, please don't. If you start saying things like that I'm going to finish saying that I think Naruto is cute too, so please, please don't make me.

"Have you seen the way his whiskered scars move up in an adorable way when he smiles?" said Itachi in a hyper tone, turning to face mom.

"Oh, I know!" yelled my mom in enthusiastic voice, "And how his blue eyes sparkle under the light! And when he laugh is like they soften!" turning to Itachi.

"And he looks so innocent all the time! And when he gets shy all I want is to eat him!" yelled Itachi.

"Ow, I know! I want to embrace him and never let him go when he gets all blushed and starts babbling!" squeaked mom. Is she-is she really trying to abuse Naruto?

"God, here she goes again…" sighted Father. I turned my head incredibly at him.

"Does she makes this with regularity?" I said confused.

"You don't know how often…" said Father massaging his temples.

"And the way he chews at his thumb when he's thinking!" said Itachi. God, I think he's having an orgasm.

"And when he pout! But he only does that while being with Sasuke…" she said thoughtful but I think she just let it be and started babbling again of Naruto. I found myself being really interested in their conversation as Father just tried to die in his lonely corner. The way the described Naruto was so… precise. But at the same time it lacked of other details. Like for example… his smile. His lips curve up, but only when he is trying to suppress his laughter he shows his canines. And his eyes. They become softer in color when he laughs, right. But they become darker when he narrows his eyes, and if you are lucky you can see them in the sunset, there are just so many different colours in there that I think I might get lost in his eyes…

"And I just want to kiss him!" said Itachi, "don't you, Sasuke?" exclaimed Itachi in my direction.

"…Yeah…" I said with a weak smile curving my lips, looking absently into nowhere. Yeah, I just want to-WHAT? I realized what I have just said when I heard giggles coming from mom's and Itachi's direction. A grunt from my father.

"Wha-? I MEAN NO! OF COURSE NOT, WOMEN!" I yelled in their direction, just as the temperature in my neck grew hotter. Oh Elda, can't you let me be? I looked into another direction as I felt my cheeks hotter than normal. I could even taste the blush on them. The giggles increased.

"Oh, Sasuke, you are so cute when you are all blushed and embarrassed!" giggled mom.

"You don't have to lie, Sasuke! Aw, you are as cute as Naruto in that way!" said pussy Uchiha. (Itachi for the ones that don't know this.)

"Shut up! I didn't know what I was talking about! I-I wasn't listening! At all!" I screamed looking in Father's direction, just to see him looking at me in a rather intense way.

"Awiee, my little son is growing up!" squeaked mom before she threw herself into Father's arms and started giggling madly. "Aren't you glad, Fugaku? Sasuke is growing up so fast! He already has a crush on somebody!" she said, oh god, I can even see the tears in her eyes from here. Are you KIDDING me?

"Is that true, Sasuke?" Father narrowed his eyes at me. How wouldn't him? For him it would be too hard to even think about other gay on his family. He already has Itachi here! Well, he hasn't say the words "Hey, I'm gay" but, come on! We all knew! At my young age of 7 years I asked mom if she was mad at Itachi for liking guys. She was stunned that I knew that without being told, hell, without even knowing what gay was. So just imagine Father's position now! What the hell! I am not gay, or at least not that I know, so why is everyone annoying on that?

"Mom!" I said, my blush deeper, "Don't say those kinds of things! Naruto is just a friend, a really stupid, oblivious, and idiotic friend! So stop all that!" I said dropping to my feet and running out of there before they eat me alive. "Thanks for the dinner mom, it was delicious!" I yelled before hitting shut my door, remembering my manners.

Naruto's POV

I sat on my bed, looking into an intense orange wall. A smirk flew to my face as I remembered how Sasuke's butt collapsed with the wooden floor in that direction, just because he didn't want to get all painted by me. Too bad, I ended up painting him as well. I started laughing as I turned on my stomach, resting my head against my pillow and tried to rest a little after such hard work.

Yeah, a good moment of relaxation. Yeah…

Suddenly my arm jerked forward into my little night stand and grabbed my cell phone. Quickly opening it to see a picture of me and the Teme on the background, One Message written on front with bold lines.

My eyes widened in eagerness as I opened the message just to see that… woopsie, it's just from mom.

Mom, 11:36 am

Darling, please remember to pick up the cuppycakes at Mrs. Kushika's house. Love you, honey.

Oh, that's why she was mad at me when I arrived home!

I turned on my back, looking at my cell phone rather hesitant. What's wrong with me? Who am I expecting to leave me a message? I didn't have to work that hard to realize I was expecting Sasuke to text me. Come on, Naruto! You are acting like a girl! He's just a friend, why would he have to text you? It's not as if he had to! I mean, it would be nice, yeah. But I-I mean I don't want him to! Yeah, you don't want him texting you, right? No, we don't need him.

I tossed my cell phone into the floor, sighting. God, what is happening to me? He was here like… half an hour ago, Naruto!

I don't really know what's been going on with me recently. I can't really focus on anything, and when I do is just for little moments… in which I'm with Sasuke. Every thought in my head seemed to be related to him, as if my mind wasn't mine anymore! I cant' control my mind, okay, it's not that bad! I sighted and stretched myself, resting my arm against my forehead in annoyance. So… screw it all Naruto. Just stop thinking about him! He doesn't deserve it! and you don't really want to think about anything now, so just… fuck everything! Yeah, we don't need stuck up bastards now. Yeah…

Please don't stop the music! Please—

I squeaked as I heard Rihanna at my side, my arms suddenly flying over to my little cell phone, who was happily playing Please don't stop the music from Rihanna now. It's a good song! Come on! I flipped open my phone and opened the message in just seconds before a big, cheesy smile appeared in my lips.

Sasuke, 10:03 pm

Hey, how you doing with your new gay room? Are you painting your nails without me?

I started laughing out loud at the mental image of Sasuke painting his nails a bright pink, his hair in ponytails and using a light pink dress that left his ass shown. God, I would kill to see that. Immediately I started typing, a big smile on my face. I looked at the message before pressing Send:

Naruto, 10:04 pm

I like my new room, but I felt lonely so I started without U. Are U mad at me? And what color do U think will go with my eyes? Yellow or purple? It's so difficult to choose one!

I started laughing my ass off as I imagined Sasuke reading the message, his lips forming a quick smile as he starts chuckling. Yeah, that's how he'll react. It's creepy how well we know each other, but I guess is normal for us. Five seconds later a new message was ringing into my phone.

I jumped up in bed as I opened it, God, I can't wait to see what he wrote! I squeaked at the thought of it! I can imagine him… wait a minute! I am sounding like one of those screaming high school girls! What is wrong with you, Naruto? You have to calm down, it's just a fucking message. I thought as I opened the damn phone and clicked the "open" button. Calm down, just a message, calm…

And then I started laughing, the top of my lungs.

Sasuke, 10:06

Ya' know, I can go n' make you some company. I'll just enter through the window, just let your long blond hair fall. Hn. Yur such a bad girl attempt. What grl would choose yellow?

My chuckles became lighter and soon I sat on bed again, looking at my phone. Why am I so eager to speak with Sasuke? To know about him? It isn't as if I didn't see him every fucking day, I mean come on! I-I have to make up a solution for this… need of Sasuke. Or maybe it'll just fade away! Like an eruption! Yeah, just like a pimple in the ass, it will go away!

And I mean, it's not as if I didn't liked being with Sasuke, because as I told you before, I like being with Sasuke! He's my best friend, for god's sake! And he was good looking so it wasn't difficult to see him every day. But the thing that thrills me is that… I don't know WHY do I have this feelings. Why do I need him, why do I want to be more near him every time, why does being with him isn't enough, why do every time I want more of him. Because, really, I don't fucking know what is this called, I can't even explain it correctly and that's the part that makes me nervous… that I don't know what's going on! The feeling that I don't control the situation around me, that I can't control myself.

But I know what to do! I'll just… act normally until I find out what does this means! I don't have to be all freaked out! Come on, Naruto! Don't be a pussy, you can handle little Uchiha!

I jumped on my feet while typing the new message. I scanned it with my eyes before clicking "Send" and going out of my room, tossing the cell phone on my bed.

Naruto, 10:09 pm

My prince! In thy golden armor ya' shall fuck yorself. Hey, wut's wrong with yellow? I think is a cool color! And wut do ya know bout grls stuff? Oh, yea, little Uchiha here is one. Dinner time, bastard!

Yeah, I can survive dinner without the bastard, I don't need his fucking messages, its just a few minutes. Yeah… good job Naruto. I mentally pat myself as I closed the door of my room and started heading to the stairs. Yeah, no more Uchiha through dinner. Don't need him. I'm strong! I was starting to stalk to the kitchen, from where mom was calling me to come and eat with the,, when suddenly Rihanna singing inside my room caught my attention. Should I… maybe I shouldn't… I can be strong another day, yeah, good choice, Naruto. I thought as I headed again to my room.

I woke up with the rays of the sun directly on my face, entering through my half open window. I could hear the birds chirping happily from outside as I grunted. I moved my head a little just to find out that I had slept in an awkward position, my neck suffering all along. I stretched my arms above my head and yawned. What time is-? I felt a strange thing on my hand, just to notice it was my cell phone. I opened it to check the hour. 12:28, fuck, how many hours did I slept? And then my memory came back, you know what memory, the one of me and Sasuke texting until… hmm?

I opened the Messages menu, Received Messages and gasped at the latest message Sasuke had send.

Sasuke, 3:54 pm

If I don't get enough hours of sleep ya'll pay for it, moron. Hn, look. There's a marathon of Friends on Warner. I think yar asleep now so g'night, dobe. See ya tomorrow.

3 FUCKING 45 AM! I was awake until 3 am by just texting with Sasuke? Fuck, you gotta be kidding me.

I stretched my self as I sat up, grabbing a towel from my floor that looked safe, and stormed out into the bathroom. Hell, I need a bath, men. I think I might die if I don't.

I felt the water relaxing my body, water. I like it. I like the way it touches my hair and massages every muscle on my body in such an intimate way that makes it almost erotic but at the same time so innocent. The simple fact of sliding freely through my body without regret and relaxing sensations coming along makes me love water. I enjoy this little moments of life, because at the end… they are the ones that count.

I slid my hand through my hair, my eyes half opening, my other hand resting on the tile, above my head, enjoying every single moment of the sensations the water brought to me. I wonder if Sasuke feels the same way when he's in the shower. A small smile was visible on my face as the thought of Sasuke closing his eyes and letting his face relax, without scowling or smirking, just relaxing, rumbled through my head. And at the moment everything looked so… clear. This whole situation with Sasuke seamed easy now.

I really don't know what this sensation is, I just know that is warm and I like how it feels. I will take things calmly and just let them be… and everything will come out itself. I won't let the situation overwhelm me! No! I'll be in control! Yeah!

I smiled openly by my revelation, and straightening my back, looking up and yelling with the biggest smile ever:

"I'll have the control in here!"

I headed out of the bathroom with just a towel hanging low on my hips. I popped down on bed, letting it soaked on water as I let my head rest on my now soaked pillows.

"Hmm… I think I just washed my covers for this month." I said laughing. Then Rihanna started singing again, making me squeak like a little girl. A little manly girl. Yeah…with a moustache.

I flipped open my phone just to see Sasuke's name on it, a warm sensation flowing through my body, a sensation that was really alike to relief.

Sasuke 12:52pm

Hey idiot, how was yar night? Wanna come over to hang out?

Hm… let's see. Do I want to stay with Sasuke all my Saturday afternoon? Hell yeah, Is that help mom with her garden and whatever I do that she just starts screaming at me for sitting on her roses or peeing on her favourite bushes or something. Yeah, let's go to make Sasuke suffer. Maybe I can text Sasuke and make him beg for me to come over, but I was tired of wasting my money on stupid messages so I think I might just go simple. Typing, "send", easy.

Naruto, 12:54pm

I had a rly good night, thnx, dreamed bout ya having no dick. How was yours? Yea, sure. When?

I started grinning at my message. Okay, I didn't dream about it, but it would be nice, don't you think? Maybe I can add the part about Sasuke having boobs. Seconds later a new message was ringing on my cell. I think I'm kinda getting tired of Rihanna…

Sasuke, 12:55pm

Hn, how sweet. Being a moron even while unconscious. Yea, barely slept with the marathon of Friends playng. Can ya come over now?

…so I think it might work with Lady Gaga. Let's say am… Love Game? Right now? Hm… I looked outside the window, the sun was high on the sky, burning holes on the pavement. And mom was already outside on her garden. Yep, right now. I clicked "Send" button before you can even say "Quiero Taco Bell"

Naruto, 12:55pm

Shut up, Teme! Friends? Yur so gay. I'll be there in 15.

I think I'll just pick Money Honey from Lady Gaga. Yeah, that's a good one. I stormed through my closet to pick up some black sweat pants, and light blue T-shirt. I went flying to the front door and started running towards my old red Toyota. She's Big Pansy, and I love her. I know she's old and rusty and when you go inside her it smells rather funny, but I don't care, she's my first car and I totally love her! And she makes me company when I'm all PMS. Yeah, the good Big Pansy.

I stormed towards her, opening the door to the driver's seat.

"See ya, mom! I'm out to Sasuke's!" I yelled to the little red figure that was a little bit too busy with the garden.

"Take care, Honey! And tell Sasuke "Hi!" from my part!" she said without looking away from her roses.

"Yup!" I hoped into the driver's seat and felt the steering wheel firm on my hands. "Hellooo Big Pansy. Missed me, babe?" I said as I heard the old motor turn alive. "Yeah, missed you too. Now let's get going to that bastard's house so when can kick his ass at whatever we are doing. What?" I said lowering my head to the steering wheel, acting as if I was listening to her. "You like the idea of me kicking the Teme's ass? Ow, that's why I love you, babe. Now, be good and don't die in the middle of the road, okay? For me?"

"NARUTO I TOLD YOU TO STOP TALKING TO THAT CAR!"

"Okay mom!" I yelled as I drove out of the garage.

"Come on, open the stupid door, Teme!" I said pressing again the ring to the Uchiha Mansion. Fucking rich bastards with their fuckin' modern rings.

"OPEN!" I yelled banging the incredibly huge wooden door. "OPEN THE FU-" and then the door was open, revealing a really calm Sasuke with a quirked eyebrow. He was wearing yeans and a white wife beater. A really tight wife beater.

"Hello to you too." He said resting his entire body on the door frame in a cool way. His eyes were as black as ever, revealing a little sparkle in them, smirk firm on its place. How does he tend to be so cool without even trying it? Gosh, I hate him! "Is there any particular reason for having you banging fiercely on my door?" he said tilting slightly his head to the side, looking at me from head to toes. I hate when he does that! He makes me get nervous under his tentative gaze and blush!

"Hi! And yes, there is a reason for me being banging at your stupid door! If you had opened 20 minutes earlier I wouldn't be here standing as an idiot under the sun and…"

"Sorry for that." he said lowering his head a little to speak to me to eye level. "My parents and Itachi are out to God knows where so I'm here alone. Didn't hear you." He said with a rather apologetic tone.

"Uh… t-then it's alright…" I said a little stunned. Wait a moment! He meant… we are here, like… alone? "Do you mean we're here… ahm…?" I said blushing instantly.

"Here… what?" he said confused, his eyes darkening. God! Only You choose to be oblivious now, Sasuke!

"Here… ahm… alone?" I finally spat closing my eyes in a shy way.

"Yeah. Any problem with that or need a babysitter?" he said as he chuckled. I laughed slightly too. Sasuke always knows how to calm me. Even being an ass, but that's another thing I like about being around him.

"Nah, I think you can take care of me perfectly fine, Teme." I said making him smile slightly. "So, what we're up to? What have you planned for our incredible Saturday?" I said ironically, looking away from Sasuke's gaze.

"Well, actually I was hoping you to know what to do, since there aren't a lot of things to do in here." He said putting his hands on his pockets.

"Hn, lazy bastard." I said. Then an idea came to my mind. "Hey! Wanna play some basketball in the park? There shouldn't be anybody there by the time." I said grinning widely looking at him.

"Yeah, let's go." He said closing the door behind him, walking past me. He then grabbed the ball from I don't know where in his yard and we headed out to the park.

The sun was hitting my bare back hard. Droplets of sweat were coming down my temples and back. Every part of my body was covered in sweat, my hair sticking to me. I had my arms wide open as my legs, flexing them.

In front of me was a sweaty Sasuke, bouncing the ball from hand to hand, between leg to leg. His gaze always on me. Looking directly into my eyes. His wife beater was now sticking to him like a second skin, completely soaked, and I believe his jeans must be in the same condition. I saw as his strong arms flexed every time he bounced the ball. Every movement that he made was made with such a grace… and then he stormed in my direction. I ran fiercely to him.

He bounced the ball once and then jumped with the ball atop of his head, trying to send it away into my basket. I don't think so. My arm went flying away on its own, taking the ball in mid air. I ran to Sasuke's side, easily avoiding him and jumping as my arms went over my head, then sending the ball into his basket…

…point.

I stayed there, gaping for air, wide smile on my face, giving my back to Sasuke.

"I think I… ah… I won." I said, resting my hands on my knees.

"Hn…" came a tired voice from behind me.

"Haha… I think I just.. ah… I j-just kicked your ass, Uchiha…" I said as I started to laugh, finally facing him.

He was looking into the sky, his arm covering his eyes from the rays of the sun. His skin glowed with the light. I could even see some tan on his skin by now.

It should be gone by tomorrow, he can't get tanned. Never.

"I think you did… Uzumaki." He said lowering his hand to his side, now looking at me. "Let's go back home. I need a bath. And it wouldn't be too bad if you have one yourself." He said grinning.

"Ha… yeah." I said, grabbing my shirt from the floor, Sasuke taking the ball on his arms.

We started walking back, this time walking on the park. My eyes started rumbling the area, realizing how beautiful the sight was. Everything was green, every part of it. The sunlight didn't reach the floor because of the high trees that surrounded the area. It smelled fresh, even some butterflies flying on the surroundings. The wind was blowing at the perfect speed, making my flushed skin cool down. I sighted openly enjoying the view of everything.

"It is a beautiful sight, isn't it?" said a low and silky voice by my side. Immediately turning to face Sasuke, who has looking in the same direction I had been 2 seconds ago.

"…yeah, it is." I finally said, looking down to my feet, smiling. Just then I realized Sasuke's and my arm were touching as we walked calmly. I didn't try to move it away, his arm was warm against mine and it felt rather… rather nice.

"I like to come here just to think." He said, making me turn out of my trans to look at him. He was looking at me, smiling warmly at me. Not a smirk, a real smile. One of those smiles that makes the air around you to stop on their track, capturing the moment for ages. One of those smiles that makes your stomach make flips and makes your lips curl up in a stupid smile which, I am sure, I was wearing right now. Is rare to see Sasuke smiling openly like this, and when he does its so… so special to me. I don't know why, but I like it, it makes me warm from the inside to the outside, and not only because his arm was touching mine, but because he was still looking at me with that tender smile.

"Y-yeah… it's a good place. I can imagine you coming here. I like it here." I said stupidly. Come on, couldn't you come out with something more stupid? his smile kept warm and cozy.

"Yeah… I can imagine you here too. The sight of you between all this warmth and nature its just so… natural. So right. Maybe it's one of those places in which you can be yourself." He said, finally looking away from me, smile firm on his lips still, looking at the tall trees. My stomach feels funny… was everything I could think at the moment, my lips suddenly dry.

"Maybe it is. But I think it's one of the places I can be myself because… you are here." I said, without even thinking about it. Then I realized what I just said. Shit.

He's like… he's gonna be afraid of me and kick me out and then spit at me! Oh God, what have I done? I was a ball of nerves by the time I ended the sentence. What if he-? What if he thinks i-?

"Haha… I think it might be that." he replied calmly. Wha-?

I turned to look at him, surprise coming out of everyone of my pores. Oh, God yes! He doesn't think I'm a freak! Yay! I an even see a little man dancing on the back of my head.

"You know, I think that makes a lot of sense. Cuz when I'm with you I can be, well, myself. I don't have to pretend being an annoying emotionless bastard as when I'm with everyone else. I'm comfortable with you."

And then my nervousness went away. I don't know if it was his smooth but firm voice, or his dark orbs that seemed suddenly dangerous or the fact that the back of his hand was playing with mine, but suddenly I wasn't nervous at all. Because it was him. It was just Sasuke, and it was only me. Just the two of us.

"Yeah, I know what you mean. I can drop all of the shit and just act naturally with you. Its… it's cool." I said, giving him a wide smile, one of those that come from the inside, one that could truly express how I feel now. His fingers were now playing with mine in a playful and delicate way, just the tip of his fingers brushing mines. Yeah, as I said, now I have the control of the situation. That's how exactly I wanted it to be and now look! This is perfect and all that shit! Yay!

"And you don't have to pretend being an annoying bastard, you are one." I said smiling, receiving a chuckle from him.

"And you are an obnoxious idiot…" he said smirking while looking at me. His fingers were warm and were now on the palm of my hand. My own fingers tracing the form of them.

"Arrogant prick." I said playfully, our fingers were suddenly matching each others.

"Stupid Dobe." His head was lowering to look into my eyes in a more intense way. Our fingers were, oh God, were beginning to interlace… little by little.

"Teme…" his lips looked so good in this moment… so full and pink and oh God, I have the control of the situation! Finally!

"Dobe." My head was tilting to the side, my eyes going from his lips to his eyes, lips and eyes. Lips and eyes again. The palms of our hands was almost touching, our fingers slowly going together…

"…teme…" our voices were whispers now as our faces were moving closer… and closer. Our hands were now perfectly together, fingers interlaced…

I have control of the situation! I have the control here!Our eyes were closing, little by little. His lips became so tentative and at the moment the idea of kissing Sasuke wasn't thrilling me. It felt natural and we were oh-so close, I couldn't even think right. But the only think I knew was that this was so new and I just wanted to kiss Sasuke. Kiss my best friend. Our cheeks were touching now, his warmth breath that made me want to kiss him fiercely was invading every one of my senses, his natural sent making me dizzy. God, Sasuke smells so good.

I have the control in here… I want this… I have control! Now our eyes were closed, lips parting, expecting to be kissed. I have the control! I have the-

…and then my face hit that stupid tree.

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