A/N Hey guys!

I was inspired to finish this chapter faster than usual. *blinks innocently* ok, much faster. Thanks for reading the story and special thanks to all of you wonderful people who dropped a comment/review and let me know that you liked it. I truly appreciate that. So, this chapter is for you guys.

Enjoy!

p s. Staying in Sasuke's PoV for now because he's pissy like that, clueless and fun to mess with.

Officially, Tuesdays sucked as much as Mondays. Maybe more.

I needed a few minutes to compose myself before I got out of the office. I would've stayed longer in the office if I hadn't received a text from my dearest older brother who was informing me of his visit. Groaning in frustration I took the car keys and left the office, leaving the scent of Naruto behind and mentally preparing to deal with Itachi.

"I'm leaving for the day, Itachi is coming over. Let me know about the reviews on the show, if something is extremely bad, call me asap." I told Sakura approaching the elevator and praying to whatever god that she doesn't call. She threw a slight 'ok' and didn't press further.

Strange. Wasn't she supposed to annoy me with some bullshit as always? She looked busy reading something... Let her be, at least she's not on my tail.

The elevator arrived quickly and I pressed the button that led me into the garage. My baby was waiting for me right as I left it, and before you even asked, I was referring to my Audi, yes. I got inside and instinctively leaned my forehead on the wheel, I was getting dizzy. Overwhelmed by today's events, I really needed to cool off, maybe take some time off of work since I haven't done it for ages... Looking in the rearview mirror while starting the car I spotted a person who was responsible for my current condition.

Naruto was leaning casually on the black Corvette, which I assumed belonged to him. He was typing something on his phone, a relaxed look on his face. His tongue perked out to lick the bottom lip unconsciously and my mouth watered at the sight... of the car, damn it! The Corvette looked new, which implied that Naruto was either rich as fuck or he had a sugar mommy or daddy. Whatever. With that guy, nothing seemed impossible.

I assumed he didn't notice me at all, so I left it at that, completely disregarding the gut feeling that told me to get the fuck out of the car and talk to him.

I started the engine and drove off my way.

The ride home was pleasant, that is until I got stuck in the traffic and it took me thirty minutes longer to get home than it would usually, but then again I did leave work earlier today, so I had to deal with lousy drivers.

I realized my fridge was empty while I internally cried about the really slow dude in front of me, and knowing my brother, I'd never hear the end of it. That's why I stopped by the convenience store and bought some stuff to make dinner. The cashier literally had hearts in her eyes when she spotted me standing on the register and she was checking the same thing multiple times, which annoyed the shit out of me. I glared at her, commenting dryly to correct the check. She shrieked at the glare I gave her and started apologizing, making the adjustments.

See? My glare worked perfectly. Except on the blond moron, who for some reason found it amusing instead of scary.

Shortly after I got home I heard the doorbell, knowing it's Itachi I honestly didn't bother opening. He could let himself in.

Except, the doorbell ringing didn't stop.

I pulled on my worn out black shirt, not bothering to change out of my shorts since I was at my own home damn it, and I could look like a homeless guy for all I care. Nobody can judge me at my own place.

Pulling the door open with the deadliest glare I could muster I saw a chick standing in front of my door. She was wearing pants and a plain shirt, black. That was already a good start. Not that it was any good seeing a stranger at my door, mind you.

"Hey, I'm Temari, just moved in next door and wanted to say hi to my new neighbor." The girl said casually. I eyed her carefully, expecting her to swoon over me like most of the chicks did the moment they saw me, but nothing happened. She just stood there, waiting for me to say something.

I decided I could tolerate her. Her blond hair reminded me of the nuisance I had to work with, which might have been the reason I didn't tell her to piss off instantly, because she was not Naruto but she was almost as hot as him. And now I started thinking like Naruto, fucking hell.

And why the fuck I kept thinking about how hot that moron was? Something was wrong with my head.

"Hn. I'm Sasuke." I replied as short as possible, not trying to keep the conversation going because: one, I really didn't give a fuck about random neighbors and two, Itachi would be here soon and the last thing I wanted was his comment about me deciding to grant mom and dad grandchildren. Yes, he was that sadistic.

Speaking of the devil...

"That is not the way to treat your guests Sasuke", then he turned to the blond chick, Temari, was it(?) and smirked, "Please, come in, my brother has manners of a Neanderthal. Thankfully, I arrived just in time."

Itachi stood in front of me with a raised eyebrow as if to ask me if I'm gonna move to let them in. Why did god hate me so much? Being the charming little brother I knew I was, my own eyebrow rose up as if to answer 'fuck no'. Itachi smirked at me, malice in his eyes evident as he uttered the dreadful words I thought I'd never hear my brother speak, "So... nice show the other day, didn't know you had it in you to argue on a live TV".

Fuck.

Did everyone watch that shit or was I just so fucking unlucky? How stupid was I to allow myself such a slip up anyway?!

Temari just looked from me to my brother, as if waiting for an explanation. Like I was gonna give it to her, right.

"Itachi, let's not talk about it now." I offered a truce by allowing them to enter and he gently smiled.

"I'm Itachi, by the way." My brother addressed Temari, inviting her inside. I could see that the girl was reluctant but she ogled my brother like he was the most delicious candy, so there was no way she would say no to him. I was wondering if I should smash her hopes like a cockroach and tell her he was gay, but decided against it since he seemed oblivious to her staring.

Besides, I could have some fun after this shitty day at work.

A couple of drinks later Itachi felt chatty, so he told my new neighbor the latest news including me and one blond idiot in a talk show. Beer did a good job of making me not give a fuck about it, they laughed and I pretended to be in lala land, where neither of them, plus Naruto, didn't exist.

Temari literally had tears in her eyes from laughing, fucking bitch. I changed my mind about considering her remotely likeable. Then, my dear brother asked if her and I were hitting it off and it earned him two pairs of widened eyes his way.

"No, no, I just moved in, and wanted to greet my first neighbor." She explained looking at Itachi, I didn't miss the blush on her face when he smiled at her explanation. That poor sap... "Besides, you're more of my type." She added looking at my brother seductively.

Itachi coughed, caught by surprise at her boldness making me double over laughing at him.

Ah, that was what I've been waiting for. Serves him right for inviting a stranger at my home.

"Sorry, but I'm taken. And, not that you don't look good, but, I prefer men." He casually replied, and I watched Temari's hope fleeing away. After that, the night went on rather pleasantly. I found out she was Gaara's sister, and I relaxed a bit considering she wasn't really a complete stranger since I worked with her brother for a couple of years.

Shortly after raiding my fridge, my new neighbor left, picking one of the business cards that held my phone number. I hoped she wasn't gonna call me on a date or something like that, because she wasn't really my type. On the other hand, nobody was really my , someone did catch my interest but... Nevermind, not gonna go thinking about that moron again.

Anyway, my miserable day didn't end there, oh no, of course not. Itachi declared him and Dei had a fight and he needed to crash at my place. Now, that was cherry on top of the miserable day.

"Just go stay with mom and dad, I don't have to take you in for fuck's sake." I complained, knowing I'd give in eventually, but you know, I had to at least try.

"Can't, too far. You're closer." He replied heading towards my bedroom.

"Where the fuck you think you're going?" I asked already knowing the answer. The fucker wanted to sleep in my bed.

"To bed." He simply replied not caring the slightest about my gaping face.

I should've just accepted it as it was and let it be for one night, but... I was so fed up with everyone and everything that happened that day, so it came as a surprise to him that I sounded as angry as I was, "You know what? Go fuck yourself. Fuck you, fuck Naruto, fuck Kakashi and Sakura, fuck the cashier, fuck the new neighbor, fuck the whole News crew! I'm fucking sick of all of you! And fuck Naruto twice for making me think of him as much as I do..." I whined at the last part making Itachi look at me softly.

"Sasuke... Are you okay?" He asked, moving towards me. Once he approached me he gently put two fingers on my forehead, like he always did when he noticed I was sad, making me look at him.

I stared at him feeling like a child. He didn't pressure me, he never purposely offended me, and he never had ill intention towards me. This was my big brother, my whole world when I was growing up... "Did you know Kakashi hired Naruto for Konoha news?" I asked feeling the lump in my throat. I was gonna snap if I don't tell this to someone...

Itachi sighed, he motioned to the sofa and I obeyed, sitting in a cross-legged pose.

"The same Naruto you had a very interesting conversation about your cock size in a live show?"

I glanced at him, he had an amused expression, but he also looked deep in thought. "Yes, that one..." I replied carefully.

Itachi nodded. He was silent for a few minutes, then he looked at me with a small smile, "He doesn't seem like a bad guy." Of course, Itachi was pro at reading people, even if he didn't know them personally, and he was right. "But no, I didn't know that." He answered my question.

"He..." I started, but I didn't know what to say. He what? Pissed me off? Made me act childish? Made me think of how I wanted him to kiss me? Made me want to bury my head in his neck and sniff him because goddamn his aftershave?

"Did he hurt you?" Itachi warily asked. His instinct to protect me coming out and, for a second, I pictured a scene where Itachi and Naruto were fighting like madmen.

"No." It was the truth, he didn't hurt me, physically. He was giving me mental pain, but I'm not sure he was aware of it.

"Then, what's the problem otouto?" Itachi looked at me, expecting an explanation. He knew I would give one sooner or later, oh the fucker knew how I would get after a few things, alright... so he just crossed his legs elegantly and waited. The overprotective side of him ceasing for the time being.

"He affects me, and I hate him." I said looking to the side.

"How so?" Itachi asked genuinely interested.

"God, 'Tachi, I don't know. He's just rubbing me the wrong way. He finds the loophole in my rules, obeying them but doing things the way he wants to anyway. He's loud, obnoxious, but also brave and persistent. He's not afraid of speaking his mind, he challenges me dead on, and it was the first time we met! I don't know how to act around him anymore and I only know him for one fucking day..."

Itachi listened carefully, then added, "You know you can just ignore him, like you're ignoring everyone else?"

Well, he had a point, but that was the whole problem.

"I can't."

"Well, my little brother, that tells me you want something from him. I don't know yet what that something is, and I'm most definitely sure you don't know that either, but that's definitely not hate, as you put it." God, how could he be so calm? I wanted to rip my hair out of my head at the moment, not that I'd actually do it since my hair was awesome, but it's how I felt damn it, and he was being completely calm.

"Where are you going with this?" I knew the answer before I even asked, but I wanted him to tell me because I couldn't admit it to myself, obviously.

"You like your interactions, from what I can tell. Your reaction now is more than I have seen in years, and that's not a bad thing. Maybe you could try and be friends with the guy, or... Don't look at me like that. Or, just try to have normal conversation with him, without being too pushy, and see how he reacts. I honestly don't think he's trying to provoke you on purpose, knowing you, you asked for it. He merely responded, and you liked that he responded in a way that nobody else dares to, pushing you to provoke him further." Itachi calmly elaborated and I almost regretted opening up to him.

"That's the whole problem 'Tachi, I can't have normal conversation with him. He is constantly in my space, I can't think straight with his scent invading me each time I try to talk about something." I decided that telling my brother about wanting to inhale Naruto's aftershave and wanting him to kiss me when we stood that close, was not an option. I needed to deal with that one on my own.

"Sasuke... You're attracted to him."

There, he knew what I was thinking without even me knowing what I was thinking, god fucking damn it. Stupid Itachi knows me too damn well...

"No. No way in hell. Fuck, he made a fool out of me." I angrily exclaimed standing up from the sofa.

"I didn't say you like the fact you're attracted to him, just that you feel attracted to him." Itachi's eyebrow rose, I already knew what he thought without even needing to say it, it went along the lines of 'foolish little brother, just accept that you're attracted to him, there's nothing wrong with that'. Thankfully, he didn't say it.

"I... I don't know. I didn't feel like this, ever. It's strange, really..."

"I know. Just take my advice and try not to be an asshole each time you see him. He might be a great guy and a good friend, and you're missing out on that because of your prejudice. Be yourself, little brother, the same person that I grew up with, know and love."

"Fine. I'll try to befriend him. We work together, not like I have any choice since his constantly on my... nevermind."

Itachi nodded with a smile on his face, then he got up and headed to the bedroom once again. I didn't protest, but a thought came to me and I had to ask, "Hey, what's up with you and Dei?"

He paused, not turning around, and simply said, "We'll talk about that later."

I sighed watching him leave and closing the door behind him. Eyeing the sofa, I lay down on it and allowed sleep to consume my alcohol invaded mind.

See? Alcohol and me don't go well together. I was such a sissy when I drank.

Ah, tomorrow will be a hard day...

I got into the office early that morning, purposely dodging Sakura, Kakashi and whoever I would encounter on my way. I had to check the show reviews and views after yesterday's "Sad Fact" taking a part in it.

What I saw surprised me, or rather astonished me. People liked it. There were more views than for the last year combined, moreover, people were obsessing about Naruto Uzumaki. I've never seen more positive reviews about a person and this show in my entire working career.

Sighing, I checked the clock and noticed there's still time for everyone to appear, so I headed to the small kitchen to make myself some much needed coffee. Along the way I tried to understand what it was that people loved so much about Naruto Uzumaki. Sure, he was handsome, tall, had a voice that made you wanna listen to him all day, he smelled incredible, apparently he had a sense of humor too... But he was also bold and brash, his view on relationships was insulting, and he was all things I didn't need in a coworker...

My thoughts were cut off by seeing the object of them in the kitchen that I just stepped in. Naruto appeared to be early at work as well, for reasons I didn't know.

"Morning."

His low, sensual voice sent a spark of excitement through me and I decided I'll take Itachi's advice and just try to be decent... "Hn. Morning."

"Coffee?" He offered me the cup he just made for himself and I didn't know what to do.

"Yes." I found myself responding and he gave me a small smile. Oh, the inner Sasuke was melting at the smile, alright, but the one who was in control, me that is, just stared blankly at the person in front of me.

Taking the cup from his hand I used the chance to get a better look at him.

He was standing in a rather relaxed pose, leaning on the counter next to the stove. The blue shirt he was wearing expressed his eyes a lot, I nearly snorted at the shirt label that said: 'too hot for you'. He was looking at me, from the moment he offered me the cup, but I didn't mind it for some reason.

"You're awfully early for work." I decided to break the silence and he chuckled turning around to make another coffee.

"I prefer having my morning coffee in peace, alone." He added the last word looking at me over the shoulder.

"Hn. Same." I responded, entering the staring contest with him. I was about to add something else, but he rudely interrupted me.

"If that's the case... Why are you still here?" I could literally hear amusement in his tone. God, he provoked me so fucking much.

"I could ask you the same question." I replied hoping to take the smug look off of his face, but he flashed a wide smile at me and turned to the stove instead.

"I gave you my coffee, so I have to make another one, hence, my reason for being here is justified. Yours however..." He trailed off, shaking his head slightly.

"I thought the coffee you gave me was a silent sign of truce. Now, I'm not so sure anymore, you might've put a poison in it... Maybe even spit in it?" I raised my eyebrow looking at his back. There wasn't a hateful tension between us, so I allowed myself to relax and check out the perky ass that looked incredible in those tight jeans.

Naruto laughed, openly and honestly, and I found myself slightly smiling at that.

"So you do have a sense of humor after all. And you're right, it was a peace offer." He made his own coffee and turned to me again, playfulness on his face. His scent dominated the small kitchen we were currently standing in and I took a breath to calm down, as the scent was arousing.

"I never said I don't have a sense of humor. I just don't find humor in shitting on the true sense of relationships." My reply was honest as I took a seat on the nearby chair. Naruto followed and sat across from me.

"Maybe I speak from experience." He said while sipping on his hot coffee, a serious look on his face.

Experience, huh? So he had a fair share of fucked up relationships which is why he makes the joke of it... Is he trying to get over it that way? Accidentally, or not, Naruto had just let me know something about him. Something that I was sure not many people knew.

"Not every relationship is as shitty as you make it appear on TV." I said, feeling upset all of a sudden. Hey, just because he thought everyone was in a relationship to get laid, it didn't mean that was true.

"Maybe you're right, but the majority is. As I said, I speak of what I know. If I knew it to be any different, I wouldn't even bother hosting the Sad Fact."

God, it bothered me so much that he was so set on thinking everyone is out there just to fuck and leave. It's not like I was a relationship type of guy, I couldn't get attached, I just couldn't fall in love, and people were in it for... sex. Oh my god.

He actually had a point.

But I always made sure to end things when I realized there was no chance in hell of me loving someone.

Moreover, just because I wasn't one of the people who asked for sex only or based their relationship on sex, it didn't mean that the vest majority of people shared my opinion.

"Hn. Maybe you're right, too." I admitted, taking a sip of my coffee and oh my god this was the best damn coffee I've ever had. I could feel my body relaxing as I took another sip and enjoyed the taste of the bitter drink.

"Shit! Did you just admit I'm right?" Naruto was evidently surprised.

"Yes." I had no strength to argue. No, I did have it, but I was enjoying the drink way too much to bother arguing at the time. "All I'm saying is that there are people out there, guys or girls, that look for something deeper, and please drop that shit eating grin off of your face I completely meant it innocently."

His laugh rang through the kitchen. Trust him to be able to make sex jokes before he even finished his coffee. I mentally rolled my eyes but in reality I enjoyed watching him laugh. He looked so sincere and god he was just gorgeous...

"So... are you a virgin Sasuke?" Spitting the drink from my mouth, I gaped at him in shock.

Was he fucking serious?

I ignored him for a moment to look at the damage my sudden movement had done. Unmistakably, there was a coffee stain on my white shirt. Fuck.

Ok, back to him. I glared at him as hard as I could, "What the fuck, you moron?!"

Naruto laughed again, maybe it was because of my dumbstruck expression, or the fact I ruined my shirt, I didn't know.

"You have an opinion of a fifteen year-old teenage girl, who has yet to have her cherry popped." He added casually, still laughing at me.

"I am not a virgin, god damn it. Just because I don't go around fucking everything that looks my way doesn't mean I lack sexual experience. What the fuck is your problem?!" I was trying to be nice to him and he was pissing me off on purpose. Fuck him.

Naruto sipped his coffee, I knew he was thinking about something by the way his eyes focused on mine.

"You're trying to tell me that there's a guy or a girl who would love you just the way you are, without giving a single fuck about how much money you have, how bad your bad hair day is, how stinky your morning breath is, and, on top of that, that same person wouldn't be in a relationship with you just because they wanna get laid?" He quoted the relationship part with his fingers, but his expression dead serious.

I felt my eye twitch in annoyance, this guy was a true fucking idiot.

"Yes. That's what I'm saying." I replied looking at him like he's the dumbest person on the planet.

"That doesn't exist, Uchiha. Wake the fuck up and face reality no matter how ugly and sad it is. True love doesn't exist." He crossed his arms as if to declare victory with that statement, still looking at me.

Enough was enough, really.

"One of these days you'll eat your own words, and regret what you said, moron." I couldn't restrain my voice from sounding so venomous, and if I was being honest to myself, I felt hurt. "Oh, and, just for the record... I do prefer having my morning coffee alone, but... I thought I could make an exception."

His sky blue eyes widened, surprise written in them. I clutched the cup tighter and left the small kitchen to seek comfort in my office. I noticed Kakashi and Sakura exiting the elevator and I nodded slightly in greeting.

My head was full of Naruto, his nonchalance, his scent and his gorgeous eyes. No matter how hard I tried to get rid of the thoughts about him, he was just... there. And I wished he wasn't such a dickhead.