Im BaHACK! Mwahahahahacoughcough *deep breath* ... Okay yush who missed me?! *puts hand up and looks around room* Damn, only one around here, fml T-T But okay, second chapter is up. It's some more introducing on chars and the life's of our favourite couple :3 Next chapter the story will really begin, and with a bunch of fluff too! *squeel*

The disclaimer: I don't own Naruto (the series and person), nor do I own Sasuke, buuut I DO own some cosplays of him and a pwetty gravity defying wig! Oh and I own this story, I think...Or does somebody want to have a discussion about our information and ideas coming from the library of the cosmo? No? Nobody?

Anways, I wish to thank all my friends who read this and were able to put up with me, forcing them to read this. Furthermore, I want to thank all the other people, from those beautiful foreign countries, who voluntarily read my story! And all of you who are now ready to enjoy the next chapter!

"Convo"
'Thoughts'
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'Finally home!' Sasuke threw his bag in a corner of his room. He would clean that up later. Now he needed a good break from all that school and socializing. With his laptop he plopped on his bed and turned it on. First thing he did was putting on some music. He turned up the volume. Since nobody was usually home around this time on Thursdays, he could do what he wanted. He always loved those times. After checking his mail and deleting almost all of them, he stood up. He soon had to start with his homework, since it his teachers were so 'generous' today. While the beautiful sound of Dir en Grey blasted through his speakers, he sighed and picked up his bag. While searching through it for the right books, he came across a crumpled envelope. 'That's right…' He had almost forgotten Sakura's invitation (on purpose?). He opened it and almost suffocated on the cloud of perfume coming out of the envelope. After coughing the droplets of that stinking liquid out of his lungs he read the content:

Dear friends,

Since my birthday is on the 28th, I decided to throw a little party. It won't be as big as last year, only my best friends are allowed to come, so hereby you're invited!

The letter began. 'As if it's an honor to be her friend,' Sasuke thought. Her tone already irritated him. Not to talk about all the pink and the hearts on the i's and so on, but he continued reading anyway.

I don't need any presents, but please take some food with you, since it will be a picnic. Preferred are self-made dishes.

The party will start at 11.00 a.m. on the coming Sunday at my residence. It will be a great pleasure to have you with us on this occasion.

If you don't have any ideas on what to make or you aren't sure if anybody else is making the same, please contact me! Also, if you aren't able to come over that day, please let me know as soon as possible!

With best wishes,
Yours sincerely,

Sakura

It was that he promised Naruto to come, else he would've ditched the invitation right away. Sasuke knew she had purposely chosen for a small party, instead of a big one like last year. He hadn't attend that one with the (in some ways true) excuse that he didn't like those kind of parties. After that she asked Naruto to convince him anyways. Probably with the promise to go on a date with him or something. He really hated her for playing with his best friends feelings like that. And the worst part was that he still had that crush on her.
With a grimace he shredded the paper and threw it in the direction of where his trash bin should be. Tomorrow he would tell Naruto that he already had plans for this Sunday and couldn't come. He didn't want to please Sakura with a visit, even if he had to lie to a friend for that. She just didn't deserve something like that and he could make it up to him by letting Naruto copy his homework or something. 'Speaking of that..' Sasuke fished the right books from his bag and started working on it.

"SASUKE! TURN THE VOLUME DOWN!" somebody yelled, just hearable above the loud music. Sasuke did what him was told reluctantly. "Otouto, thank you. Nobody wants to hear your crappy emo music," his older brother remarked. The younger raven knew he was smirking, even with the bedroom door separating them. His brother had a thing for teasing him at every possible moment he could. "It isn't called emo so shut up!" he yelled back, although he knew it was no use explaining music genres to his big brother. He wasn't interested and would just forget it again. Like now, Itachi just ignored him. Sasuke ran towards his door and opened it. "And by the way, Aniki, it still sounds better than the screams of your girlfriend's fake orgasms!" Now Sasuke was the one who was smirking at the figure on the other end of the hallway. Itachi stopped in his tracks and turned his head around. "Well at least I HAVE one!" was the answer. Now his little brother was silent. He smiled. This always was a sensitive topic. His otouto never had a girlfriend before, while he himself must've had at least five when he was his age. He pretty well knew why, even though Sasuke never told him. He had his own ways to get the information he needed. Yet, he felt a little hurt that his little brother had never told him. Albeit they didn't seem to be on the first sight, they were very close.
"It's not like I need one anyway," Sasuke said, crossing his arms. "You would prefer having a boyfriend, ne. A certain blonde one, am I right?" It was out before he knew it. The little raven gaped at him, not able to move or say anything and was that a blush on his face? 'How did he knew?' was all that crossed his mind. Itachi's smile grew as he saw his little brother's reaction. He didn't intend to say that out loud, but now that he had, he found it actually kind of funny. "And right now you're asking yourself: How did he knew? Sasuke, you're like an open book to me. You can't hide anything from me." "You read my diary?!" was the shocked reaction. "Oh well, you figured that out pretty fast. Guess you're not the only open book here," Itachi snickered, but the younger Uchiha looked rather angry at the whole situation. Especially when he added: "At least faster than you figured out your sexual orientation!" That comment almost received him a punch in the face. Luckily, he could block it in time with his hands. After that he grabbed his little brother's wrist and turned it in a way that forced Sasuke to turn around and ended up on the ground with the older raven hovering above him, now holding both his arms behind his back. "We aren't going to use violence, are we? You really do have anger issues!" That comment didn't seem to improve his mood, actually worsening it. Sasuke struggled to break loose, but failed miserably. "Nii-san, lemme go!" he now almost whined (but not really, Uchiha's just didn't do something like that) after failing to break loose himself. Itachi stood upright and walked towards his own room. "I'm very disappointed that you couldn't tell me yourself," with that he entered his room and slammed the door close.

Sasuke still lay dumbfounded on the ground. It took a second to progress everything that just happened and now he felt guilty for not telling his brother. He actually wanted to tell him, just not now. And Itachi was the one who should feel guilty after reading the private thoughts of his secret journal. One thing was for sure, he had to hide it better next time. And now he really had to work on his homework if he wanted to have a proper amount of sleep tonight.

"Diner is ready!" came from downstairs. A blur of blond, orange and blue ran down the stairs and into the kitchen. Kushina laughed when she saw Naruto rushing in, inhaling the smell of ramen loudly. "I made some extra for our two hungry men," she grinned. Both her husband and her son were definitely addicted to ramen. If it wasn't for her, they would eat it 24/7 and that couldn't be healthy. But once in a while she could spoil those blonds a little. Especially when she wanted something back from them, like some answers in this case. Though, now was too early to start that conversation.
She casually waited until everybody sat down, thanked for the food and started eating. After couple of bites she saw her chance. She leaned over the table and whispered a tad too loud in Naruto's ear: "Ne, Naruto.. Tell me who that new flame of yours is!" She giggled when her son's face heat up.

"Wha-?! Who told you?!"

"You did," was the short answer.

"Did not!"

"You confirmed it yourself a moment ago," Minato joined the conversation. Naruto turned from his mother to scowl at his father. "Aaaand… a few days ago you were asking me things about love," the red-headed woman wiggled her eyebrows. "That was like.. TWO MONTHS ago," Naruto tried to defend himself, but with no luck. "So tell me. A new crush?" his father asked curiously, but only got a glare as answer. "Oh come on! Can't you even tell your own dad?! A good conversation between father and son, ne?" he nudged the boy in the arm. "How does she look like? Huge boo…?" He stopped in his sentence when he saw a cloud of doom above his wife's head and her red locks standing up. "MI-NA-TOO! Don't you dare to end that sentence… Besides, it could be a BOY. We're modern parents and…" She trailed off, deeply in thought, a red liquid slowly dripping out of her nose. Minato sighed and rolled his eyes. At that moment Naruto finally spoke up. "Well, it actually might be a guy. After all, I AM bisexual." "Huh?! And Sakura-chan? Don't you like her anymore?" his father suddenly asks. "No way! She was a middle school crush. I don't even know what I ever saw in that bi-eh-girl!" eyeing his mother, he changed the last word immediately, but her cloud had completely disappeared and she had a weird look on her face. "Mom… Are you all right?" "Ah eh.. yes, honey," She said while inhaling and exhaling a few times to gain her composure again. "Soo.. who's this boy you're talking about?" she coughed. Naruto smirked now: "I didn't say 'my flame' was a boy. It's only a possibility... And I'm done eating. Can I go to my room now? I've a shitload of homework to do!" Without even asking he threw his empty bowl in the sink and ran upstairs. "Eeeh, our son is sooo cruel," he heard his mother whining. Before he entered his room, he listened a little longer. "Wha-?! Where's my ramen?!" He snickered and with that he closed his room and began with his homework.

It was quiet in the dining room while everybody finished their main dish. When desert was served, Fugaku spoke up for the first time in what looked like hours of plain boredom. "Tell me, how are you and your girlfriend doing, Itachi?" he asked with a stoic expression. "We're doing great father," was the answer. 'And nothing else should be expected from mister Perfect,' Sasuke thought bitterly. Sometimes it was hard not to hate his brother, even when he tried his hardest. Maybe it was jealousy. Maybe he envied his brother's perfection. He envied how his brother had the best marks at school, was always number one in everything he did, handsome, charismatic (very unlike Sasuke), good at sports and with girls. He got into the best university in Japan, studying business, so he could follow in his father's footsteps and take over the company. His girlfriend was perfect, too. She looked like a model, with long blond hair and grayish blue eyes. All that was probably the reason why his father only had eyes for Itachi and he had all rights to do so. Compared to his big brother he was nothing but a pale shadow that could never match to Itachi's level, let alone surpassing him. Even after trying so hard for years, the gap between them only grew. He sometimes questioned why he even tried. It looked pointless to him. But still, he was too stubborn to give up yet. The only thing Sasuke ever wanted was to be recognised by his father, as the person he was. Was that too much to ask? Just an approving smile, a friendly gesture, anything to make him feel like he too was loved by his father.

While he was contemplating over those things, the rest of his family had already finished. They all left to continue with their own businesses. Now Sasuke sat alone at the table. As soon as he realised this, he stood up and went to his room, leaving his desert untouched. He had the rest of his evening for himself since he had already finished all his homework and he didn't have any tests tomorrow. He felt relieved by that thought. He really needed some relaxation after today.

A/N: Aaaand done! Another chapter is finished ^^ Writing is so much harder than I thought *sighs* Tsukareta nau... I'm totally pooped! At least earlier this day I was.. like around 2am (still earlier than with last chapter, hooray!) Dammit sleep, why do I need you so much D:

Can you guess who Itachi's girlfriend is? It shouldn't be that hard...

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Criticism is also welcome: like how I wrote 'to' instead of 'too' (I changed it now, u happy, okay? T-T) and used too much Japanese phrases in the wrong way. Or how my author's notes are waay too long and crappy written... Yush.

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