So after I posted chapter 3, my brain decided that it wasn't done yet, and this... Happened.
Anyways... Here ya go.
As Sasuke lightly padded down the stairs, he glanced down into the kitchen to see Naruto standing in front of the calendar Sasuke had hung on the wall, the blonde's back to him. A sly half smile brushed across his lips as he silently snuck over and wrapped his arms around Naruto's waist, leaning his head on the teen's shoulder. When the blonde didn't respond, Sasuke straightened, stepping to the side to face him, a thin eyebrow raised.
"Naruto, what's-" He paused as his eyes glimpsed the deep... regret, in Naruto's eyes. His own obsidian eyes filled with protective concern, and he softly gripped his lover's shoulder. "Naruto, what's wrong?" When the response came, however, he wished he hadn't asked.
"It was a year ago..." Naruto answered, his voice a shakey whisper. "It's really been that long... A year ago, today."
"What do you-?" Sasuke stopped, his gaze following Naruto's to the calendar. His heart dropped into his stomach. "Oh. I see." Removing his hand from the other's shoulder, Sasuke crossed his arms, staring blankly at the floor. Had he really kept track?
Naruto's gaze quickly flashed to the dumbfounded raven, his eyes filling with horror at the heartbroken expression on his face. "Wait- Sasuke, I'm sorry. I didn't mean-,"
"No, I understand." Sasuke interrupted, his voice hard and cool. "I simply didn't realize how incredibly miserable you are, that you had to keep track of how long it's been since you realized you're a fag like me." Ignoring the flash of pain across Naruto's features, he turned away, placing his hands on the counter. Naruto's eyes hardened.
"Don't you dare try to make me the bad guy in this." He spat back, his frame shaking slightly. "You don't know what it's like suddenly having your life torn up like that, everything you thought you knew about yourself suddenly ripped from you. You've been like this for years!"
"You dare to assume that I haven't hated this about myself, more often than not, since I found out?" Sasuke replied, his voice rising. "I'm tired of you pretending that what happens at school is a bad dream, Naruto. Because, maybe you haven't noticed, but they've treated me like scum ever since they found out."
Naruto froze, his eyes wide with shock and hurt. The raven-haired boy across from him sighed, turning back to meet his eyes, devastation flooding his own as he took in Naruto's angry tears.
"... You promised me, Sasuke." He finally replied, breaking his gaze away from Sasuke's flat eyes. "To keep it secret."
"And you have no idea how difficult it is for me to uphold that promise." Sasuke's voice softened and he stepped closer to Naruto, slowly reaching up to brush spikey blonde hair from his blue eyes. "But I do it because I lov-... Because you mean a lot to me."
A single, unwelcome tear slid from the corner of Naruto's sorrowful eyes and he immediately threw his arms around Sasuke's waist, burying his face in the comfort of the taller boy's chest. "You mean a lot to me too, Sasuke, you know that."
Without hesitation, the raven-haired teen returned the embrace, pressing his face into Naruto's soft hair. "I know." Not as much as I might-, no, not as much as I do wish... But I know.