Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.

This is important! Some person stole my story "Dotless Dice" and made a Digimon fic out of it! Can you believe it?.! I was hoping this wouldn't happen to me, but it has. So I told that fucker off... and I spoke with one of her personal friends, and she made her delete it XD Man, am I good. Thanks for HK Keiji and Endless Rain for tellin' that bitch off! Yosh! You both get my endless love!

You see some of Naruto's bad side in this chap and a view into Sasuke's forming feelings. And it's not as sad as you thought, people XD

Two weeks later, after many failed attempts at the kissing scene...

Itachi sat in his director's chair, dark eyes narrowed into dangerous slits. People knew it was never a good thing when he had such a foul face, and it was always bad news for the person who caused it... but the workers at the studio knew that seemingly oblivious Naruto didn't know any better. That poor, stupid soul.

"Cut!" the older Uchiha snarled, uncrossing his legs and moving his lips into a scowl. He was becoming pissed and the reason for said frustrated anger? There were two, actually; Uzumaki Naruto and Yamanaka Ino. They were constantly flirting and getting kissy with each other during breaks, meaning Naruto was in a good mood... he wasn't supposed to be in a good mood for the kissing scene, god dammit!

Sasuke was always annoyed, his arms crossed as he stood on the built stage, leaning against one of the chalkboards. He'd thought they would fly through the kissing scene since it went so smoothly during practice the night before, but Naruto had to ruin it by being so ridiculously happy! It would usually be a good thing, but not at the moment. They'd gone through eighteen takes and Sasuke was starting to get irritated. If this didn't stop soon he was going to have to have a chat with the other man.

Beside Itachi, Hidan eyed the stress toy being squeezed to death in his best friend's grip. He grinned, knowing some drama was going to unfold soon. Yes! This is going to be just like a soap opera!

"Naruto!" Ino chirped and gave him a peck on the lips once she reached him, "you're doing great!"

Sasuke frowned. Well, just like any other woman she was good at lying.

"Thanks, but we haven't gotten the kissing scene done," the blond had the decency to sigh in frustration. Wasn't that right given to Sasuke? He was the one who was constantly being molested every damn take! "Maybe Sasuke-teme's not desirable enough for me?" he snickered, causing Ino to giggle too.

Clenching his fists, Sasuke decided enough was enough. He was sick of being molested by someone who reminded him of his old teacher and he was sick of having everyone watching him be a submissive uke. He stalked over to the chattering blondes and and yanked Naruto back, out of the conversation.

Ino blinked, then pouted, "Sasuke-kun, what're you--"

"I need to speak with Naruto. Why don't you go get him a bottle of water? He'll need it for later scenes," Sasuke lied, tugging the blue-eyed actor with him behind many clothing racks set about the studio. Itachi watched them go, thankful that his little brother pulled the man aside. Because if he, himself, had done it, there would've been a fight and many black eyes.

Naruto yanked his arm away and glared at the raven, "I was having a delightful conversation, just so you know! And why do you look so pissed?" he noticed the livid scowl on his friend's face. Sasuke never looked that mad. Well, he'd never made that face since Naruto met him.

"What has me so pissed is that you're not taking this seriously! We're shooting a movie, dobe, so get your ass on board!" the raven growled, looking up three inches into Naruto's cerulean eyes. Just because he was short didn't mean he wasn't vicious. "We already practiced the kissing scene last night and it went perfect!"

Too perfect, his mind spoke up, but Sasuke shook his head and pushed it away.

"People can make mistakes, Teme--"

"They're not mistakes, they're errors. So fix them! You've been hugging and kissing Ino all morning, and you've been on cloud nine. I know you're happy with having a girlfriend, but you need to focus and act. This scene requires emotions, not giddy teenage giggles from a grown man!"

Naruto sent him a glare. It was a menacing one, much darker than any other ones he sent Sasuke before.

"I am taking this seriously, asshole!" the blond retorted loudly, causing some people in the studio to turn towards them. His fists were clenched, as well as his jaw.

"No, you're not," the younger Uchiha seethed, some of what he was saying wasn't even about his acting. Some of it was about Silo. The blond hadn't been spending as much time with his son as usual, because of his constant dates with Ino. That led to Silo staying at Kakashi's a lot, playing with Haruka and his new friend Majik, who Sasuke had the pleasure to meet on one occasion. Unfortunately, Naruto had been with Ino the day he met the child. "You're spending too much time with her and you're not focusing on anything else."

Naruto looked down at him in astonishment, "This isn't even about the acting anymore, is it? You're jealous! You're mad because I'm not spending that much time with you anymore, right?.! You're so... so... selfish!"

At this time, everyone in the studio was looking at them, whispering to each other, wondering what was going on. Sasuke hissed, "Selfish? You're calling me selfish?.! I'm not worried about myself, I'm worried about your career and your son! You're spending so much time with Ino that you're forgetting about your son! He's always at Kakashi's, hardly with you!"

"That's not true--"

"No wonder his mother left you!" the words left his mouth before he could stop them. "You're the selfish one! You only care about yourself, fulfilling your own pleasures! You don't even think about Silo! Sometimes I wonder if he'd be better off with his mother!"

Naruto snapped, punched Sasuke across the face, right below the eye, "How dare you say that!" he was furious, eyes watered with tears of pure anger. "I do whatever I can to make him happy, I try to give him a good life, and--" he didn't get to finish as he was punched in the stomach. He coughed, but then growled and launched at the raven, grazing his jaw with his fist. Naruto fought with blind fury, while Sasuke fought... not just because of Silo... but because of himself. Because of his confused feelings.

Ever since the kiss...

xXxXx

Majik looked up from his drawing of a gingerbread cookie men screaming in agony as their limbs were bitten off by autistic children, to see Silo staring ahead at the television screen, even when nothing was on. It was just the reflection of Haruka's bedroom, the shape of Haruka moving about in the room, searching for his own sketchbook (he was so used to his room, he could roam around it like he was able to see it). He bit the eraser on his Lion King pencil and tilted his head to the side.

"Little Miss?" he asked loudly, making Silo jump and turn. "Are ya ok? You're starin' off into space..." he suddenly perked up and smiled a toothy grin, his slightly overlapping bottom teeth now being noticed by Silo. "OH! Can ya see dead people in the tellie?"

"Tellie...?" Silo giggled and smiled. "No. I'm just... thinking."

"About?"

"Leave him alone," Haruka spoke up as he plopped down on the floor in front of them, sketchbook in his lap. He lifted up one of Majik's rainbow colored pencils and began to draw, even though he really didn't know much about what anything looked like anymore. "It's best not to press into another person's business."

"Who asked ya?" Majik said in broken English.

Silo gave them both a silly smile, even though he knew Haruka couldn't see it, "Don't worry about me, I'm fine."

"Ya sure?" Majik persisted, not wanting his cute little friend to feel sad. He never liked it when girls cried.

The crow gave a hesitent nod, "I'm sure."

xXxXx

Since Silo had gotten home, Naruto hadn't spoken a single word to him. The male was more concerned with scheduling another date with Ino over the phone. Silo was used to it now... but it still hurt. He believed that if his chichiue had chosen Sasuke to be with, then all three of them would be doing things together; like a family. Ino was, well, she was a good person and she was fun to be around, but Sasuke was just more caring and thoughtful. He would think about Silo before planning any dates...

The little crow sat alone on his bed, staring down at his homework. He was supposed to do a few math multiplication problems. He was at the age to learn basic math, but his school placed him in advanced classes. He knew most multiplication, but he needed help on a few problems that confused him.

He leaped off of his bed and went downstairs, searching around for his father, "Chichiue?" he called. There was laughter coming from the living room and he made his way into the large room, finding Naruto sitting on the couch, talking on his cellphone. It was probably Ino.

"He had the nerve to call me selfish! Can you believe that?.!" Naruto ran a hand through unruly hair. "That bastard, all I do is take care of my son!"

Silo's eyes widened a fraction and he bit his bottom lip, his eyes watering. His stomach lurched and he let out a quiet sob, moving himself to the kitchen so he could cry there. He was usually pretty strong, but... his own father, the person he looked up to and loved dearly, hadn't even said his name when reffering to him. To most, that wouldn't be a big deal, but to Silo it was. Naruto was always so devoted to his son, always giving him cute nicknames and teasing him... but now it was like the man didn't care about him anymore. He just called him his son and resumed his life like he wasn't even there.

He's happy with Ino-chan, though... he rubbed at his eyes until the skin around them turned a raw pink. I want Chichiue to be happy, even if it means he forgets about me. His sobs became louder and his tears dripped onto his homework paper, smudging the answers already written in pen. He heard shuffling, then there was a loud "Silo! What's wrong?". Lifting his tear-stained face, he looked up at his father. Even though he told himself he wanted Naruto to be happy... he felt anger swell inside of him. And he voiced the bitter feeling.

"Wh-why am I only second now?" he whispered hoarsely. "You used to tell me I'd always be your favorite..." he sniffled. "But now Ino-chan is..."

Naruto's body stiffened, Sasuke was right...

"You don't play with me anymore. You always drop me off at Kakashi-san's and go to see Ino-chan. I don't... I don't fit in with your life anymore, Chichiue. It makes me cry," he sobbed some more, "and it makes my chest hurt," he stood up and wiped his eyes furiously. "And you even sound mad at Uchiha-san! Chichiue... don't be mad at Uchiha-san, he's the only one who still cares for me..."

That sentence made Naruto snap and he glared at Silo, despite his son's sadness. "The only one who cares for you?.!" he yelled, making Silo stare up at him in fear. "I'm your father, I care about you more than anyone! Why would you say something stupid like that, huh?.!" he reached down to touch Silo, but the crow flinched away, which surprised Naruto. He then realized how loud and angry his voice was. "S-Silo, I--"

It was too late. The small boy took off, running out of the house, his homework paper fluttering to the ground.

What... what's wrong with me...? Naruto rubbed his face with his palms.

xXxXx

Itachi looked over at his younger brother as they sat together at the bar. For the second time in his lifetime, he had to tell Hidan to stay home so he and Sasuke could talk alone. It was very rare to happen and Hidan understood. The only time it happened before was when Sanji-sensei had died. Itachi knew Sasuke needed to be comforted then, just like now.

Sasuke took a swallow of his beer, licking his chapped lips as he stared ahead at nothing. He sighed and looked over at his brother. "I don't regret what I said about Silo..." his voice was low. "But I do regret what I said about his wife. I shouldn't have said something like that..."

"We all make mistakes."

"No, we make errors. They're not mistakes until we refuse to fix them..." he recalled himself saying almost the same thing to Naruto early in the day, during their fight. "But you can never fix things with that stubborn fucker," he chuckled bitterly.

Itachi smiled a bit and in a sudden burst of brotherly affection, he placed his hand on Sasuke's head. "You can try, though, correct? I'm sure Naruto-kun would be able to see the sincerity in your apology."

"Che, I'm not apologizing, I just want to fix things," Sasuke took another swig of his alcoholic beverage. "That doesn't require an apology, Aniki. I could convey my feelings just as well with a punch to the face."

"You're not acting like yourself tonight, Otouto," Itachi commented. "Tell me, what has you so... confused?"

"Confused? I'm not confused," It was true though. He knew he wasn't attracted to the blond just a few weeks ago, then there was the kiss... He'd told himself he only felt something because Naruto looked so much like Sanji-sensei. But then he began noticing small things about his friend that he hadn't ntoiced before.

The way his nose scrunched up when he pouted, how his left eye would twitch when he was nervous, the melody his laughter held, the perfect cheekbones, the sparkling of his blue eyes when he was happy, and how stubborn he would be, even in the smallest situations.

It bothered him, because he found those things... attractive. Those traits were very different when compared to Sanji-sensei, so he actually believed he was starting to "like" Naruto. He wanted to kill himself for even thinking those thoughts, but they were unavoidable.

Itachi smirked, "Yes, you are. You can't lie to your Aniki," he ruffled Sasuke's hair. "I think... you're finally starting to get over your old lover. You're beginning to like someone else and you're confused."

"Confused..." Sasuke said the word in a low voice.

"Because what you're feeling for Naruto-kun is different from how you felt toward Sanji-sensei."

"Yeah..." he trailed off, then glared at Itachi. "Wait, no!" he snarled. "I don't like that dobe at all!"

"I can tell you already know the feelings aren't there just because they both look similar," Itachi gave him a smirk. "I have to admit... I never thought you would actually gain any feelings toward him. This will be troublesome, though, since he's straight."

Sasuke remained quiet. He sat his beer down and sighed.

Just one kiss and his life began crumbling apart.

xXxXx

Lying on the couch, Sasuke stared up at the ceiling fan, watching as it spun around fast enough to make him light-headed and dizzy. His thoughts were all on Naruto, despite his attempt to keep them on something more important, like work. But he growled when he realized the blond was part of his job, too! Dammit!

He rolled over and closed his eyes. The sudden attraction to his friend was annoying him. It wasn't even fair. He didn't want these feelings, he didn't want to see the blond behind his closed eyelids. But he did chuckle when the vision of Naruto was him cooking, horribly burning a bunch of pancakes.

Black eyes snapped open when his doorbell rang. He sat up slowly and lowered his feet to the ground, standing up and straightening his clothes. Itachi had a key, so it couldn't be him. He trudged over to the door and opened it, surprised to see a soaking wet Naruto. The man stood there, his entire body dripping wet. It was then that Sasuke noticed it was storming outside.

He stepped back, hesitently. "Come in..."

Naruto gave him a dull smile and he leaned forward, wrapping strong arms around Sasuke's thin shoulders. He nuzzled his face in a warm neck and inhaled, droplets of water falling from the tips of his hair and wetting the raven's nice shirt. His grip became tighter, a clang of thunder rolling through the skies outside as the door remained open. "I'm sorry. You were right... I suck as a father."

Sasuke let his muscles relax and he hugged his friend back, not caring the least bit about how the blond was soaking his clothes and leaving a puddle of water on the carpet. He stumbled back and they both fell onto the couch together, his body squashed underneath Naruto's. He looked back up at the ceiling fan, the dampness of his friend's body not hindering the amount of heat his skin produced. He would wait until Naruto spoke, knowing he was probably upset.

Naruto kept his arms around Sasuke. Hugs were his way of apologizing. He usually just said sorry, but... with Sasuke, it was different. He couldn't just apologize and hope it would be ok. "I find someone I like... but my happiness is ruining Silo's..." he whispered. He let go of his pride and let himself be comforted by the raven's presence and warm body. "Should I break up with Ino? I really like her, but... Silo comes first..."

Sasuke noticed how the tone of voice was so trusting, like he would accept any answer he gave him.

"When you're a parent, the child always comes first," he started. "Your happiness has to fit in with theirs."

The blond lifted himself up slowly and looked down at his friend's face with a smile, even when he saw the small bruise from his punch. He wouldn't admit it, but when they fought, he kept himself from hurting the raven. "You're the best, you know that? I don't know what I would do without you. You're like... another Sai," he grinned when Sasuke scowled. Crawling back, he let Sasuke sit up. "Thanks again... if you hadn't have confronted me today... I probably would've still been oblivious to what was happening to Silo."

"Because you're a complete moron," the young Uchiha smirked.

"Hey, asshole! I apologize and you have the nerve to call me names?.! You know what, I hate you and I hope you die!" the blond crossed his arms and glared, but not like early that day.

"I'll probably die soon, since I'll have to deal with your stupidity for the rest of my career," he laughed. His feelings... he knew that they were somewhat real. Just the way he bantered with the other man, it made him feel good. It made him feel so... alive.

"Fuck you!" Naruto grinned, but the look slipped off of his face and he laughed nervously. "Um, yeah, there was something else I wanted to talk to you about... I sorta scared Silo off... and I called Kakashi and I found out that Silo was over there... do you think you could give me a ride to his place?"

Sasuke climbed off the couch and went to the hallway closet and grabbed an umbrella, tossing it to Naruto. "If you could walk here, I'm sure you could walk to Kakashi's. Think of it as punishment for making Silo run off," he growled.

The blond huffed and walked to the door, but didn't complain. He turned and have Sasuke a bright grin. "Thanks again, Teme. I'll break up with Ino... afterall, Silo's more important," he smiled and went through the door that still remained open, closing it behind him.

Sasuke sighed and ran a hand through black locks. He looked at his dripping wet sofa cushions and the puddle of water on the carpet by the door, damp footprints almost everywhere, his brows furrowed together, making a crease in his forehead. He might've liked the blond... but he was going to beat the shit out of him after he cleaned all of that up.

Sorry it's short, minna! I'll make up for it, I always do!

Next Chapter: Sasuke falls ill and blacks out, his dreams filled with memories of the past.