Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.

Feel loved that I decided to update this story again instead of "Plastic Cafe" or "Kitty Wants Some Candy". I just... well, this chapter has background on Majik and hot damn, I love him XD Sooooo I wanted to do this before my others... Plus, I just couldn't work on the other two. My heart wasn't in it today.

This story is dedicated to my Xa Oppa! I love you:Hugs and kisses:

Important: This story is going strong and it's going to last a good forty-some to fifty chapters. Hell, probably even more! So to celebrate my first ever super long fic... how about some fanart?.! I'd love it! (I'm not desperate for love... :Huff: It's a lie!)

The sun peeked through open blinds, intent on waking the members of the Uzumaki household with its horrible blinding light. Rays of warmth washed over Naruto's face and he scrunched his nose up in annoyance, rolling his head to the side so he could avoid the pesky fact that he had business to attend to. When the sun refused to give up the battle, the blond growled and tried to roll over on the sofa, but something heavy was pressing against his stomach and wouldn't allow the movement.

What the...? was all his foggy mind could produce at his moment of awakening. He blinked open baby blue eyes and saw Silo curled by his shoeless feet, then let his gaze wander up. There, on his chest and stomach, was none other than Sasuke. The raven was in a deep slumber, his mouth partially open, but no drool stained the blond's plain, white T-shirt.

"Whazzya doin' curred up on meh shtomach?" Naruto slurred, sleep still hovering over him. He stretched, arching his stiff back, then pushed himself over, knocking Sasuke onto the floor rather harshly. He didn't pay attention to the shocked yelp, closing his eyes and falling back asleep, the sun no longer bothering him in his new position.

Staring up at the ceiling, Sasuke scowled. He sat up slowly, reaching an arm back to rub his sore spine, then winced. What had just happened? He'd been having a terribly wonderful dream about being wrapped in Naruto's arms, then he awoke to his head being slammed on the coffee table.

He rubbed his throbbing head and made a sour expression. Lucky for him, he didn't get another concussion. "Ow," he mumbled to no one but himself.

At the bottom end of the couch, Silo opened on eye, having been awake before Naruto shoved Sasuke onto the carpeted floor. He shifted the small purple blanket that was over him and carefully leaned forward, so he wouldn't wake his father.

"Are you ok?" he asked, worried.

Sasuke tilted his head to the side and nodded to the boy, lifting himself up and stretching. The warm sun that washed over his face was comforting the sudden blush that stained his cheeks could easily be mistaken for a flush of heat. He just realized that... he'd been tossed off of Naruto... Meaning he'd fallen asleep on the other actor the night before.

Fuck, he winced inwardly. Good thing Naruto was in a groggy state when he'd shoved the raven off of him, or Sasuke would've been in for an hour of yelling, screaming, and shouts of "you fag, you tried to molest me in my sleep! You didn't touch my ass, did you?.! You didn't stick anything in there, did you?.!"

"I'm going to start breakfast," Silo whispered with a bright smile. Sasuke noticed that it was very different from his usual sweet smiles or delighted twitch of the lips. It was a full-blown grin that stretched from ear to ear, reached from one cheek to the other. "How do you want your eggs?"

Thrown off from his thoughts, he answered with a simple, "sunny side up."

The little crow carefully crawled off of the soft piece of furniture, easily moving over Naruto's legs and plopping his tiny feet onto the plush carpet. He gave Sasuke what appeared to be a wink, then disappeared into the large kitchen, humming a tune that was unfamiliar to the Uchiha.

Sasuke turned to look at Naruto's figure, the blond's back turned to him, his arm slung over the back of the couch, fingers twitching unconsciously. He furrowed his waxed brows and for some reason, his heart rate began to speed up, blood pumping through his ears, rushing through his entire body. He'd kissed the stupid idiot of a blond... KISSSED him while he was asleep.

Wasn't that, like... some form of face rape?

Shaking his head, the raven sighed and rubbed his temples, trying to sort everything out. He walked to the kitchen and passed Silo (who was wearing a cute pink apron while cooking eggs), then took a seat at the large dining room table. He slouched forward and pressed his palms against his forehead as he stared at his blurry reflection on the clean piece of furniture.

I'm starting to doubt my own feelings, he thought, I tell myself it's just lust, but then I kiss him like he's the most precious thing to me... Oh God, what if I'm in love with that idiot? I'd rather slit my throat and drown in my own blood!

If there was one thing a person needed to know about the Uchiha's, it was that they were models of denial.

After finishing up a batch of eggs and a few slices of low-fat buttered toast, Silo turned off the burners, lifting up the plates and taking them to the thoughtful raven. He placed the glass plates in front of Sasuke and smiled. "I hope you like it, Uchiha-san!" he chirped. "Because I'd like to make breakfast for you more often!" he then winked and skipped back over to the stove to make his and Naruto's meals.

Sasuke lifted his head slowly and lowered his hands to stare down at the eggs on his plate. They were oddly shaped and he squinted his eyes. His lips twitched and he then noticed that they were in the shape of two people kissing... and if the little crust manhoods were any indication, they were both men...

"What is..?" his eyes widened when he noticed some yellow yolk was smeared over one of the boys' hair, making it a golden color.

Fuck, it was Naruto.

"How much do you know?" Sasuke narrowed his eyes and turned toward the whistling youth cooking eggs.

Silo spun around and grinned, a spatula in his hand.

xXxXx

The host of the television program greeted her guests with a pretty smile, her business woman type of outfit very fitting for her strong facial structure. She bowed to Sasuke and Naruto, and knowing that Ino was born in France, kissed her on both cheeks. It was a very welcoming entrance and Naruto already knew that this interview was going to be smooth sailing.

Ino flattened her light pink skirt and spun around, giggling, showing off her perfect frame to her ex-boyfriend. "You didn't comment on my outfit, Naruto," she tapped him on the nose. "It's the one you chose for me when we went shopping together in Roppongi," she grinned. "You said it would show off my beautiful legs. Sooo, does it? Hm?"

Stuffing his hands into his pockets, Sasuke smirked. He found it funny that Naruto had spent so much money on the girl, then broke up with her just a few days later.

Naruto took Ino's manicured hand and spun her around, her skirt flying up. He saw the lacy panties and grinned. "Oh, real nice."

"Pervert!" she laughed and punched him on the arm, oblivious to Sasuke sudden look of jealousy. He hadn't meant to wear the expression, but he couldn't help it. Damn it, sometimes he wished he was a hot girl.

Kakashi came out from one of the access rooms, Iruka beside him. They were both talking, the dolphin wearing a cute blush on his tanned cheeks. He smiled and pressed a chaste kiss on Kakashi's lips before leaving, mumbling something about needing to pick up Haruka from his mother's.

"Ohayo, minna," the scarecrow raised his hand in greeting to the group of actors and rubbed his chin. "Naruto-kun, where's young Silo?"

"Itachi's babysitting him at the hospital. I was going to bring him with me, but thought it'd be pretty boring here back stage," the blond answered, arms crossed behind his head. He blinked when some of the workers there grabbed him and began rushing him toward the stage. "O-Oi, it's not time to go on yet, is it?"

"She's going to call you out soon," the workers all said at the same time, rushing Ino and Sasuke forward as well. They'd completely forgotten that certain shows called their guests out first before chatting with the audience. Damn.

"But I have to take a piss!" Naruto whined, causing Sasuke to chuckle as they were ruched onto the stage. He quickly plastered a grin on his face and waved to the screaming fans. There were signs being held up by fangirls and he blew them kisses. Sasuke and Ino rolled their eyes.

"Welcome, Yamanaka-san, Uzumaki-san, Uchiha-san," she bowed to all of them before letting them take a seat beside her desk. She wore a mature smile and began with her questions. "This movie, 'Without Faith'... my, it's already predicted to be the greatest movie this year!" she laughed. "There haven't even been any commercials airing for it yet!"

"It's because Sasuke-kun's such a wonderful actor," Naruto crooned, teasingly. The raven glared at him and Ino giggled. "There's nothing he does that's not above average, right?"

The host blinked, then smiled. "I see you and Uchiha-san have a very close relationship." Some girls in the crowd began whispering and giggling.

Naruto thought about that. "Now that I think about it... he's one of my best friends. I haven't even known him that long, either."

Sasuke felt his stomach flip and he coughed into his hand, drawing attention to himself. He cursed inwardly and spoke. "Opposites attract, I suppose."

A lot of fangirls squealed.

Shit, wrong thing to say.

"I see," the host held down her own girly laugh. Like every female, she was a fangirl, DEEP DOWN. "Tell us, what is the film about?"

Naruto wanted to speak up, but he kept his mouth shut, having never been good with summarizing. Beside him, Sasuke thought about it. Maybe... it would be a relief to tell the world about it? He sighed and began.

"It's about something that happened in my life a long time ago. A relationship between a male teacher and myself," he made himself seem as if he was ok with what he was saying. "That didn't end well."

The crowd was quiet, but then there were whispers and even though Sasuke knew the news would be all over television and in the newspapers, he didn't regret making the small confession.

Ino and Naruto stared, dumbfounded, at their friend.

"The fuck?" Naruto mumbled.

xXxXx

"Why didn't you tell me about it sooner?.!" Naruto yelled at his friend while they were driving back to the blond's apartment. Sasuke had just explained everything to the dobe and Naruto, luckily, wasn't as mad and confused as the raven would've thought he'd been. There'd been no punches, just a lot of screaming and yelling. "I mean, I could care less about your affairs and shit, but it would've been nice if you would've told me I looked like your old sex buddy! Maybe you were trying to keep me from feeling akward during the kissing scenes or something, but still!"

"I said I was--"

"Sorry, sorry, I know," Naruto ran a hand through his hair as he entered his long gravel driveway that led up the grassy hill. "I'm just overreacting. I understand that you needed to say it to movie on, it just makes me mad that you waited so long to tell me. Hell, you didn't even tell me! You told people that you don't even know!" he huffed.

Sasuke smirked, glad that his closest friend wasn't too mad. "Jealous?"

"Pft, hardly," Naruto parked his car and was surprised to see Silo's bedroom light on, shadows moving about. "Huh... Itachi must've brought him home early," opening his door, he quickly made his way to the huge home, Sasuke right behind him.

The raven narrowed his eyes. Something wasn't right.

He shoved past Naruto, ignoring his curses, and opened the door, feeling uneasy when he saw that it was unlocked. When he entered the walk-in hall, he saw blood splattered over the carpet and tile, his eyes widening.

"Wh-what happened...?" Naruto stepped in slowly, then sped through the home, running upstairs, his right shoe slipping from his foot and falling noisely down the steps. "Silo!.!" he yelled, praying to God his son was alright. If anything had happened to him, he'd just die. His little boy was his everything. "Silo!" he hollered again, seeing the stains of blood right in front of his son's room. He heard a loud sob, then a wail, and he shoved open the door, not caring that the doorknob left a huge hole in the peach-colored wall.

His breath hitched when he saw Silo on the floor, leaning over a blood-covered boy, a puddle of crimson liquid around them. The figure under his son was coughing loudly and shaking, while Silo was crying. The crow lifted his head, his bright eyes red and puffy, tears staining his ivory cheeks.

"Ch-chichiue..." he whispered, then choked on a sob, leaning back and pulling the injured figure against him. "I-I wanted to call you, but I c-couldn't leave him!" he shifted his arms to reveal Majik, the boy pale, deep gashes and cuts all over him, his clothes torn.

xXxXx flashback xXxXx

Majik sat at the kitchen table in his home, wrapping a gift he'd bought especially for Silo. He grinned at his master piece and lifted the box up, the bright pink ribbon fluttering around. Leaping off of his chair, he ran to his bedroom and hid the present deep under his bed, behind his box of old clothes. He jumped and hit his head on the metal bottom of the bed when his bedroom door opened and loud booming footsteps were heard.

"Damn brat, get out from under there!" the old man yanked his adopted son out from under the queen-size bed and roughly turned him over, glaring down at him with gray eyes. He held up a glass bank in the shape of an iron cross. "Boy, what did you do with your savings?.!" he snarled.

Majik sat up and rubbed his head, huffing. "I used it to buy Little Miss a birthday present, of course!"

The man growled and lifted Majik up by the shirt collar, clearly enraged. "First, I have to deal with your good for nothing brother disappearing and now you go and spend all of your fuckin' savings on a stupid gift for someone you hardly know?.! I feel like I've raised a bunch of fuckin' idiots!" he shoved the boy back and could've cared less when his head collided with the wooden dresser.

"O-Ow!" Majik hit the floor hard, wincing. His dad never got that rough with him... He slowly lifted his head and saw the fire inside of his father's dark eyes and felt his heart stop. He remembered his brother's words the day he'd been let into the family.

"Majik, listen. If Dad ever gets too rough... run away. God, just run away."

His brother told him many times why he was adopted. It wasn't because his dad wanted him... it was because his brother had begged and pleaded for a baby brother. And for what? Majik found out that he was only adopted because his Nii-chan(1) wanted someone else to get beaten by his father instead of himself. He wanted to be free and let someone else take the abuse.

But even though the truth was ugly... Majik loved his brother more than anything. He'd take any form of abuse if it meant giving his beloved Nii-chan his freedom. Majik had a family. It might not have been the best, but god... he had a home; a bed, food, water, and memories.

Standing up slowly, Majik started walking slowly to the door, knowing he had to get away from his father now. He had to take this seriously or else it might get bad...

"First Hidan," his dad growled, "and now you! You both are worthless!" he stalked forward, intent on grabbing his son, but Majik flew out of the room, his shoes slamming loudly onto the wooden floor. He sharply turned the corner that led to the living room and cried out when he was shoved down by his parent.

"Let go!" he cried and kicked, managing to escape the strong clutches. He ran out through the back door and sped through the backyard, his heart beating in his ears. He saw the neighbor's farm getting closer, tall barbed war blocking his path. There was the old, rusted fence twisted around wooden poles and digging into the earth; in front of it was the new one, taller and stronger than the old one. He stopped for a second, wondering how he was going to get through.

He turned when he heard his father cursing at him, running through the back yard. "Get the fuck back here, you good for nothing wretch!"

Majik swallowed and looked down, seeing the hole under the fence that the neighbor's dog had dug when he'd chased after the neighborhood's stray cat. Dropping down, he began crawling under it, the skin of his back being torn by the extremely sharp edges.

He didn't wince, used to pain. His ankles were grabbed and he dug his nails into the dry soil, determined to get away. He tugged himself forward, but was flipped around by the older man, the fence cutting his stomach, tearing through his legs, and ripping his arms. He flailed and slammed his foot into his dad's chin, sending him flying back.

Turning back over, he quickly crawled under, blood seeping from all of his wounds. He stood on wobbling legs and ran through the woods, not stopping for anything. The sun had set during his struggle and his breath was coming out in huffs in the chilly air. All he could think about was going one person's home.

He crossed a creek and had almost twisted his ankle when he stepped on a river rock the wrong way. Wiping his sweaty, blood-soaked face, he smeared the red liquid all over his cheeks, mouth, and forehead. His speed slowed down as he arrived at the back of Naruto's home and he stumbled to the back doors, knocking loudly, blood splattering on the glass.

He felt his heart beating in his ears and his mind went blank before he could see Silo open the door.

xXxXx end flashback xXxXx

Majik opened his eyes and groaned softly when he felt water hit his face. He was lying in a large bathtub, water reaching just below his ears. He was nude, a white towel covering his waist, stained with blotches of incarnadine red. Looking up, he saw Silo hovering over him, tears dripping from his sad eyes, his hands shaking on their perch on the tub's side.

"Little Miss..."

Silo's eyes snapped open and he smiled in relief, leaning down to clutch his friend's hands in his. "Y-You're ok! Chichiue! Uchiha-san, he's alright!"

"So loud..." Majik blinked his violet eyes and let his fingers brush against Silo's warm hands. "Little Miss... why am I... naked?"

The crow let himself laugh, his tears drying as they trailed down his flushed cheeks. "We needed to c-clean your wounds," he wiped his eyes with the back of his left hand. "You only had a bunch of gashes and cuts, nothing too serious."

"Do ya think I could... maybe stay with ya for a while? I don't... wanna go back home. Not yet. Not until my Nii-chan comes back..."

Silo smiled. "I'm sure my chichiue will say yes."

Majik mustered the largest grin he possibly could in that state of weakness and pain.

xXxXx

Naruto sighed as he cleaned up the rest of the blood from the floors, wiping sweat from his brows. He tossed the dirty rag in his green bucket and moved them into the kitchen where Sasuke was on the phone. After he'd put both boys to bed, he'd asked Sasuke to call Itachi and ask why Silo was home by himself in the first place.

"Ah, then I'll call you tomorrow. Tell Hidan that his brother's alright..." Sasuke hung up the phone. "I didn't even know he had a little brother..." he mumbled to himself.

"What did he say?" Naruto asked, dumping the dirty water into the sink and just leaving the bucket and rags in there for tomorrow. He took off his cleaning gloves (-Cough- how manly -cough-) and tossed them into the bucket, too.

"He had an emergency meeting with the Akatsuki at five and refused to take Silo, for some unknown reason. He said Silo told him he'd been alone in the house before and that he'd be alright."

"Yeah, I do leave him alone sometimes because I know he'll be ok..." Naruto scratched the back of his neck. "So I shouldn't blame him... But damn, we need to report Majik's dad. Something worse could happen next time."

Sasuke nodded. "We'll call the police in the morning."

"You know..." Naruto started. "I was going to relax this evening. I was going to sit and watch some T.V. with you and Silo, and call up everyone so I could invite them up for Silo's birthday," he sighed. "But that didn't happen. Ahhh well, Majik's more important, right?" he smiled.

"We can still call them. It's only eight, dobe," Sasuke said with a smirk.

Naruto glared. "Don't back sass me, Teme, I'm too tired!"

Feeling strangely kind, Sasuke shrugged. "I'll call them for you. Go rest. Their numbers are on your cellphone, right?"

Blinking, Naruto nodded dumbly. "Mm, thanks. You're a good friend," he grinned. "I'm gonna go take a nap on the couch! Wake me up when you're done and make sure you tell them I'm paying for their flight tickets! Don't take too long, we're gonna watch a scary movie together!" he practically hopped out of the kitchen, plopping down onto the living room couch.

Sasuke let himself smile.

Damn, he'd admit it.

No matter how absurd...

He knew he was in love with the idiot.

(1)- Majik calls Hidan Nii-chan instead of a Norwegian name because his father hates it when he uses anything other than Japanese in the house. He was basically programmed that way since he was adopted.

Sorry, I couldn't fit Sai and everyone arriving in this chap, but I will in the chap after the filler!

Next chap: A long filler about Itachi and Hidan. Their relationship, their pain, their love that's only a dream...