Coffee timeline: This would take place after the main fic and after the first grouping of sidefics, but before Coffee Sidefics II. It doesn't hurt to have read everything there is of Coffee, though.

This story is edited for content.

When the plane began its take off, Naruto watched out the window as the jet shook with some minor turbulence. He didn't hate flying exactly, but he'd be lying if he said it didn't make him kind of nervous. Once they got to cruising altitude, he'd be okay, and landing wasn't so bad either, but maybe because of one awful flying experience when he was younger - there were some nerves. Sasuke must've sensed it because he covered Naruto's hand where it lay between them on the seats.

"This is our first time flying together," he said quietly. "I didn't know you're not a fan of it."

"Nah. It's fine." He flashed Sasuke a grin, not wanting him to worry that he'd suddenly freak out and need to be tackled and sedated. "Must be a control thing, huh? If it goes down, guess I gotta go with it?"

"Flying's safer than driving, Naruto. There's nothing to be nervous about." He gave his hand a squeeze.

"Thanks. So. ...How are you doin'?"

"I'm fine," Sasuke replied, a little too quickly for him to believe it.

Naruto chose not to make a big deal out of it, though. Yesterday morning, when he'd caught Sasuke, well, crying, he'd been rather worried, and since Sasuke refused to talk about it, Naruto decided not to push the topic. He knew anyway; he'd known for a while that the stress of Itachi's trial was getting to him (the losing weight, mood swings, and migraines were big enough clues). However, he'd decided since the day Sasuke asked him to go to Seattle that he'd be there to support him no matter what happened.

"So, what are we gonna do when we get there?" He asked, changing the subject.

When Sasuke started to smirk, Naruto could all but hear his thoughts.

He rolled his eyes. "I meant are we gonna go out?"

"Of course. I have to meet with our lawyer, so you can stay at the hotel until I get back, or you can do your own thing. And then I thought we'd have dinner?" He rubbed his thumb over Naruto's hand. "Then I'll take you out since it's the one night we'll be downtown."

"To one of the clubs you used to frequent when you were a rebellious youth?"

"You're in my hometown. Obviously I have to show you off."

"You mean you have to show off," he replied. "I hope you haven't left too many broken hearts behind, or maybe I'll have to beat all these men off with a stick?"

"I don't think I want you beating anyone off," Sasuke picked up his hand, held it pressed to his lips, and kissed it. "...No one but me anyway."

"Say, Sasuke," Naruto whispered, "Have you ever thought about joinin' the mile high club?"

"What makes you think I haven't already?"

"Ass." Playfully, Naruto shoved him. "So, um. When will I get to meet Itachi?"

"As soon as I get permission from the lawyer for us to stay at the house. We'll head over there tomorrow. It's about 25 to 30 minutes from downtown."

"Okay."

There was another bout of turbulence, and Naruto gazed anxiously out the window, watching the wing shake. The seatbelt light remained on, but the flight attendants were moving about the cabin, preparing to serve drinks.

"Do you need a drink?" Sasuke asked. "Maybe it'll calm you down."

"I'm fine," he said, still staring out the window. He pressed his fingers to it. They were just starting to rise above the clouds, and where it had been gray before, now the sky was a clear blue, with the sun shining brightly in the west.

"Naruto," he heard Sasuke say.

"Hm?"

Sasuke leaned over so that he spoke into Naruto's ear. "Thank you for coming with me."

Smiling warmly, Naruto turned to him, almost close enough to make their noses brush. "No problem."

Apparently, the plane was landing ahead of schedule. Naruto spent the last half hour of the flight dozing off until he'd heard the pilot's announcement over the speakers about beginning their descent. It seemed as though he'd drooled on the shoulder of Sasuke's jacket while sleeping.

"Sorry 'bout that," he said, rubbing at the corner of his mouth.

"We're in Seattle," Sasuke replied softly.

Naruto smiled. "The city that birthed you."

Tilting his head to the side, Sasuke reached across to push his hair out of his eyes. He looked as if he was thinking hard about something.

"Furrowed brow," Naruto murmured. "Whatcha thinkin'?"

"Stuff."

"You're thinkin' about how good lookin' I am, aren't you?"

"Always." Sasuke smirked.

Naruto chuckled and, straightening up in his seat, glanced out the window. Now he could see the whole of the city as the plane began to circle the airport. Thinking he heard Sasuke say something, he turned to him again.

"Hm?"

"Nothing," said Sasuke. "I didn't say anything."

Naruto studied him before nodding, pretty sure he had. "Alright. So what's the plan?"

"We'll get our luggage and then catch the hotel shuttle." He checked his watch. "We'll have just enough time to check-in before I have to meet with the lawyers."

"Too bad. Not even enough time for a quick handjob?"

"There's always time for that. I won't be gone that long. Surely you can survive without me for a little while?"

"You know me," he said. "I'll hang out at the bar, pick up some chicks. Seduce them with my Midwestern charm."

"So long as you make sure to kick them out of our room before I get back."

Ten or so minutes later, the plane began to touch down. They were officially in Seattle. Naruto leaned over and kissed his boyfriend on the cheek.

"What was that for?" Sasuke wore a half-smile, searching his face for an answer.

Naruto shrugged. "Excited, I think. Despite the circumstances. Just happy to go somewhere with you."

Sasuke bit his lip (and damn did he look good when he did it, too). "Yeah. There's definitely time for a quick something when we get to the hotel."

"Yeah?" He had his eyes on Sasuke's mouth.

Sasuke placed a hand on Naruto's thigh, moving it up higher. "Is your plan to distract me with sex?"

"If you think it'll work."

"Aren't you the one who's told me not to use sex as a distraction?"

"In this instance I think we can make an exception. Imagine me as your own personal stress ball..."

Sasuke chuckled and shook his head before moving his hand from off of his leg. "You're lucky you're not bad to look at because you really are such a..."

Naruto gazed at him expectantly, corner of his mouth curling into a challenging smirk. "Yes, Sasuke. What am I?"

Sasuke didn't say. He ended up sighing as he poked Naruto in the cheek. The plane's surprisingly short time taxiing came to an end as they pulled up to the gate. Soon, everybody was getting out of their seats and grabbing their belongings out of the overhead compartments. Naruto had a backpack in one, but Sasuke got it for him, handing it over. Naruto wanted to kiss him so badly right then. No doubt, Sasuke was already worrying, and Naruto wanted to do whatever he could to lessen his burden without smothering the crap out of him.

At least, as they were exiting the plane and heading onto the ramp, Sasuke gave him a firm slap on the ass.

"Best ass in all of Seattle," Sasuke told him and grinned.

"Don't I know it," Naruto replied, grinning back.

When Naruto saw the inside of the hotel, he had to grab Sasuke by the sleeve of his shirt. "Are we really stayin' here?"

Sasuke smiled. "Unless we got on the wrong shuttle. Why? Are you impressed?"

"You know who I am, right? I woulda been fine stayin' in, like, a Red Roof Inn. This looks expensive."

Sasuke leaned in closer. "It's one night. Don't worry about it."

Naruto frowned. "But we're only sleepin' here."

"I hope we're going to do more than that." Sasuke smirked. "Or. A lot more than that."

"But you paid for my plane ticket, too. It makes me feel... kept or somethin'." Feeling embarrassed, he glanced away and scratched the back of his head.

"I thought we already discussed this. I asked you out here. I like to stay in nice hotels. I like to treat you when you'll let me. Don't worry about it." Sasuke took hold of a piece of Naruto's hair, held it for a few seconds, and then pushed it behind his ear.

"Fine," said Naruto. "But don't think when we have sex it's just 'cause you put me up in fancy places."

"Obviously," replied Sasuke, tilting his head to the side like he was about to kiss him. "We'll have sex tonight because we're both really good at it, and we can't help ourselves. Not because I expect anything from you."

"Sasuke," he whined, already liking the sound of that idea.

Sasuke grabbed for his hand and gave it a tug. "Come on, lover," he teased sarcastically. "Let's check-in, and maybe we can fit in some fooling around before I have to meet with the lawyer."

Naruto rolled his luggage behind him as he followed at Sasuke's side, grinning to himself even though he already knew his face was turning red. Stupid, provocative bastard! Why was he so damn cocky and sure of himself?

"Damn you, Sasuke," he murmured affectionately.

Having heard him, Sasuke chuckled. "You love it."

"You're fuckin' right I do."

They were in a room on the 11th floor. It had a king-sized bed, and the window offered an amazing view of the downtown, with even a partial view of some mountains. Naruto was kneeling backwards in the chair, pushing aside the curtains. Sasuke was in the bathroom, preening himself. On the way up to the room, he'd received a call from the lawyer, asking if they could bump up the meeting, which meant Sasuke only had a few minutes before he'd need to leave.

"Hmm." Naruto traced the shape of the mountains in the background with his index finger. The Midwest was a pretty flat place to live, with nothing really exciting to say about the general landscape. He almost envied Sasuke for growing up in a place like this, that was close to the ocean and the mountains. Wasn't there a volcano in Washington, too? He wondered if there'd really be any time to do sight-seeing. Probably not.

Sasuke emerged from the bathroom, walked up behind him, and put a hand on top of his head. "What do you think?"

"I... really like it here," he said, looking up at him. Sasuke was staring out the window, frowning pensively. "You okay?"

"I'm fine," Sasuke reflexively replied.

"Would you tell me if you weren't?"

After a while, Sasuke glanced down at him, his expression hard to read. "I may be a couple of hours. The concierge said the wine reception starts in an hour. Feel free to go to that, or take a nap. I'm sure even you wouldn't get lost if you decided to go for a walk around the block."

"Sasuke," he said seriously.

Sasuke's eyebrow lifted a bit. "For right now... I'm fine. Let's do this one day at a time. When I get back, I'll take you out, and we'll pretend we're on a real vacation, even if only for tonight."

"If that's what you want," he replied.

Sasuke took hold of his chin, staring at him intensely until he leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss to his lips. "...Thank you," he said after he moved away again.

"No need to thank me," Naruto said as he watched Sasuke retrieve his wallet from off of the desk. "Just let me know when you need me."

Sasuke slid the wallet into his back pocket, making sure to leave one of the hotel keys on the TV stand. "I'll be back soon. Don't get into any trouble."

"Don't worry," he said. "I'll just jerk off until you get back." Naruto smirked when Sasuke stopped at the door.

"You wouldn't."

"I might."

"...I've got to go, Naruto."

Lazily, he waved. "I know. See ya later. Good luck."

Sasuke gazed at him a few seconds longer; Naruto stared back, trying to smile as if he wasn't anxious on his boyfriend's behalf. Then Sasuke opened the door and left. Naruto kept his eyes on the door, the fake smile he'd shown Sasuke slipping into a frown. He put his thumb to his bottom lip, biting nervously on his nail - a bad habit he used to have as a kid. Sighing, he turned to the window again, where some clouds had started to cover up the little bit of sunlight there'd been earlier. Maybe it would rain. It was Seattle, after all.

Now the question was, what would he do until Sasuke got back?

He managed to pull himself away from the oh-so-comfortable bed to head down to the lobby. There were a considerable amount of guests arriving to check-in, but there was also a big group (many of them so dressed up it made him feel like a slob in comparison) taking part in the wine tasting. They were standing around the bar or grouped together at the dozen or so tables near the dining area. From what he could tell, he was the only person who'd come alone, but that was okay. He smiled at a middle-aged red-haired woman as he squeezed between a couple of chairs, one of which belonged to her table. He wished Sasuke was here. At the end of the bar, there was a rectangular table set up. The wine glasses were stacked into two pyramids, and there was an ice sculpture of a guitar in the center. Why a guitar?, he wondered, but it was pretty awesome looking. Two young female staff (both very attractive, maybe in their early 20's - not that he was checking them out). He happened to wander toward the side that had the girl with her hair down. Her skin was as pale as Sasuke's and she had longer, black hair. The other girl was tan, with lots of freckles on her cheeks, and strawberry-blonde hair in a French braid.

"How are you, sir?" The woman with the dark hair asked, smiling at him in a very friendly and sincere way. "Is this your first time in Seattle?"

"Uh, yeah," he answered, unable to help grinning in return because nice manners did that to him. "Anything you recommend I should see while I'm here?"

"Hm. Do you enjoy the outdoors? There's lots of hiking or biking trails. There's the aquarium and museums. You should go to the Space Needle, too! And the market..."

"Is that where the guys throw the fish? I know it's probably pretty touristy, but I've gotta see that, right?"

"If you can," she replied and then she seemed to notice a certain telling look she was receiving from the other girl. "Um... so what would you like to drink? We have red, white, blush..."

"White, I think. Whatever you recommend is fine. I'm not picky."

"Do you prefer something dry or sweet? I really like the Riesling. It's more sweet than dry, but I find it very mild."

"S'fine with me," he said "Thank you."

"You're very welcome." She smiled sweetly at him again, and as she went to grab the bottle of wine from the mini refrigerator behind her, the other girl slid up next to her and said something Naruto didn't quite catch, but could guess was about him. Girls were so cute when they did things like that. Sasuke was always saying he was a natural flirt, but he didn't think so. He was just nice... to everybody.

The woman turned around and offered him the glass of wine.

"Thanks again," he said, taking it from her, careful not to let their fingers brush because now he was all self-conscious about it. "And thanks again for the sight-seeing tips. Have a good night."

She blushed as she waved him goodbye. "You, too, sir. Enjoy your stay."

He went in search of a place to sit. There was one spot at the bar, but it was right in the middle, and it already appeared extremely crowded and tight. There was a single chair over by the windows that looked out onto the sidewalk. Naruto decided to sit there. As he sipped his wine, he pulled out his phone, checking it for messages. Nothing from Sasuke, but he ended up taking a picture of his glass of wine and sent it off with a text to him.

I'm gonna get drunk in the lobby and let someone take advantage of me if you don't get here soon

Since there wasn't much else to do while sitting by himself, he texted Kiba, too. Luckily Kiba must not have been very busy today because he answered back within only a few minutes. They chatted and joked for maybe a half hour. By then, Naruto finished his wine, so he got up and returned the wine glass to his friend from earlier. She started to speak before he had time to leave.

"I hope you won't mind if I ask this - but did you come here alone, or...?"

"Ah." He grinned sheepishly and scratched the back of his head. "Nah. I came with someone. He's got family here, so we're taking a vacation. Sort of."

"Oh," she said, and the crestfallen look on her face made him think she might know exactly what he meant. "Well... have a nice time."

"Thanks. I will." He offered a wave and a smile before heading to the elevators, wondering why being friendly sometimes came off as seeming interested and... available?

Crap. Now he wondered if he'd unconsciously been over-friendly with her because she had the same coloring as Sasuke? Nah. He didn't think so. He hadn't been any more or less friendly because of it.

Sasuke...

He sighed, feeling like a sap. They'd been apart, what, 90 minutes? When was he coming baaaaack?

No, he could be patient. Sasuke was off doing important, stressful, adult things, and he needed to remain calm and supportive!

Yes.

As he entered the elevator, three other people got in with him (an Indian couple and their young daughter). Naruto smiled at the little girl, who didn't appear any older than five or six. She had her hair in pigtails, tied up in green ribbons to match the tights she wore with her hot pink dress. The family got off at the fifth floor, and the rest of the way up, Naruto began to compare the differences between dating men versus dating women. It was odd sometimes... to know that women... well, yeah. He was still attracted to them, but when he thought of Sasuke - hm, maybe he wasn't so far off when he'd told Sasuke that he might jerk off, after all. Especially if the meeting with the lawyer went long. To be honest, he'd almost considered bringing the toy he'd bought for Sasuke last week. But then he got paranoid someone in TSA would confiscate it. It reminded him of that scene in Fight Club with the dildo. Naruto shuddered, and as the elevator doors slid open, he stepped out and walked the long corridor until he reached their room. Once inside, he flopped onto the bed, turned on the TV, and checked his phone. He hadn't heard it go off, but he was very excited to see a message from Sasuke that said he'd be on his way back in about 30 minutes. Apparently he hadn't found his little joke about being taken advantage of by strangers funny since there was no comment about it. Hmph. Stingy. Guess that meant he wasn't in a very good mood.

He didn't think a whole lot further on it. The wine, it seemed, made him feel ready for a nap. He grabbed the pillows and shoved them under his head. There wasn't much on the TV, so he had to settle for some old Ben Affleck movie he didn't even remember coming to the theaters. It was no surprise that after about five minutes of watching it, he ended up falling asleep.

Having dozed off, the next time Naruto awoke it was to find Sasuke sitting at the foot of the bed. For a split second, it almost freaked him out because he hadn't heard him come in. He sat up and stretched.

"When did you get here?" he asked

Slightly, Sasuke turned, looking at him over his shoulder. "Maybe ten minutes ago."

"Hm. Why didn't you wake me?"

"I called your name, but you didn't wake up. I thought I'd let you sleep a while longer."

Naruto beckoned him closer. "C'mere. Tell me about the meeting?"

"Not much to tell," Sasuke said, his voice sounding strange. But he did start unlacing his boots. After taking them off, he crawled to the empty side of the bed and sat next to him.

Relieved, Naruto smiled at him a while until Sasuke raised an eyebrow.

"What?" he asked.

"Nothin'." Naruto shook his head. "Just happy you're back. We're all okay to see Itachi tomorrow?"

"Yep. But if it's alright with you... can we... not talk about it right now?"

Naruto rubbed his lips together before replying, "Sure. Um, so. I went to the wine tasting."

"...And how did the wine taste?" Sasuke smirked. "Or should I find out for myself?" He reached across, and, putting a hand at the back of Naruto's neck, he brought him in for a kiss, sucking at his bottom lip. "Tastes sweet."

"Heh." Naruto scrunched his nose. "Woulda been nice to go with you. Me goin' solo apparently gave the wine lady the impression that I was single."

"Ah," said Sasuke, planting another kiss to the corner of his mouth. "Is that why you sent me that text? I can't take you anywhere, can I?"

He broke into a grin. "Oh, I dunno about that. I think you can take me," he put a hand on Sasuke's thigh. "Anywhere."

Sasuke appeared amused, though he didn't laugh. "If you're talking like that, I suppose it's safe to say you didn't engage in any strenuous activities without me?"

"Nope."

Sasuke took hold of his hand. "Still up for dinner?"

"Duh." He squeezed Sasuke's hand. "Like you even have to ask."

"What about after?"

"I'll leave that to you," he said. "You're the tour guide, after all."

"Up for some dancing?" Was it just him, or did Sasuke's eyes kind of... twinkle?

"You're plotting something, I can tell." Naruto smiled broadly and laughed. "Whatever you want. But I think I left my dancin' leotard in Illinois."

"Thank God," Sasuke said dryly. "I didn't want to tell you, but I get embarrassed every time you wear that out."

Naruto picked up their joined hands and kissed the back of Sasuke's. "What, you really don't like it? Why didn't you ever tell me? It's 'cause of the camel toe, isn't it?"

"Shut up," Sasuke said, obviously disgusted as he shook his head. "That image just turned me off entirely."

He chuckled some more. "Don't worry. I'll dress so that you won't have to be ashamed when you take me out in public... Will a leather vest and assless chaps suffice?"

Sasuke groaned and started to get up from the bed. "That's offensive toward my people."

Naruto pulled him back down again with a yank of his sleeve. "Hey, they're my people now, too." He positioned his boyfriend on top of him, holding him in place with a hand at his waist.

Placing a hand on Naruto's cheek, Sasuke fingered his bangs to the side before sliding his hand up and pulling his head back by the hair. Naruto let out a surprised noise just as he felt Sasuke's teeth scrape up the side of his throat. He shifted on top of Naruto and slid his thigh between Naruto's legs, rubbing it in a slow movement against him.

He bit his lip, already in a daze because Sasuke had that look on his face.

"Remember that time on the couch," Sasuke began, his voice low and gruff, "And that fantasy you shared with me?"

He cleared his throat. "...I remember."

Sasuke reached for his right wrist and held it down on the bed. Then, he reached for the other, trapping them on either side of Naruto's head. He continued to rub his thigh against Naruto's crotch - slowly, teasingly. Just enough that he started to quietly pant.

"I'm anxious," Sasuke said, speaking the words against his neck, instantly heating up his skin. "To see if we can make something like that happen?"

Naruto released a heavy sigh. "...Sasuke."

Sasuke lifted up to look at him. "Say my name like that again." He leaned down, his ear close to Naruto's mouth.

"Sasuke," he breathed. He felt the grip on his wrists get tighter - only for a few seconds - before there was another purposeful rub of Sasuke's thigh against him.

He closed his eyes, nearly moaning, but the sudden shift of Sasuke's warm body away from his brought him out of his fuzzy thoughts. Sasuke was already moving off of the bed.

"Get up," Sasuke said when he stood near the threshold to the bathroom. "I'm ready to go out."

Naruto let out a shaky breath, his head dropping back down on the pillow. "Um, yeah. Let's do that, but, uh... I think I'm gonna need a minute."

They were sitting at the table of a nice restaurant just a few blocks away from their hotel, and as Sasuke confiscated the billfold to pay for their dinner, Naruto was starting to feel a little nervous. He'd never been to a gay club before, so he was feeling both excited and anxious. It was different when it was just the two of them doing whatever. Neither of them were big on labels, and having had plenty of time to think about what it meant (for him) to be dating another man, let's just say that his sexual identity still didn't feel a whole lot different than when dating a woman.

Right, would that make sense to any normal person? He supposed he was a bit afraid of not fitting into a place where he did belong (or did he?), not that he really believed in boundaries - places certain people could go or not go - and okay, was there any more wine left in Sasuke's glass? He snatched it from the opposite side of the table and unapologetically swallowed it all.

"What was that about?" Sasuke asked, eyebrow raising as he put his wallet away.

"Nothing," he answered, but he already knew that Sasuke was going to be able to get it out of him because he had those sorts of powers of persuasion.

"Are you sure?"

"Fine, I'm nervous, alright? Do you have to grill me like that? Sheesh!"

"Naruto..." Sasuke was obviously trying to hold it in, but he ended up laughing at him. When he saw that Naruto wasn't too happy about being laughed at, he pulled an especially concerned and serious face. "Okay. Why are you nervous? Is it because you can't dance?"

"It's - wait." He frowned. "You don't think I can dance?! I'm not going. It wouldn't be fair to you if the entire Seattle gay community knew you were with a guy that couldn't dance."

Sasuke leaned forward a bit. "I was kidding. You can dance as well as any other straight man."

"Is that a compliment or not? I'm unsure."

"What's important is that we get to finally go out somewhere, hold hands, be close... make out... or, whatever. And no one will give us looks of disgust or say anything. It's just good fun."

Naruto played with the end of the tablecloth. "Will I have to prove that I belong there?"

"There won't be an exam, no. You think you're the only straight man who's ever gone into a gay club before?"

Well, he supposed Sasuke had a point. "No, but. I dunno. I'm excited for the reasons you mentioned, but I dunno... I almost feel like..." He searched for the right word. "An impostor?"

Sasuke stared a second as if in disbelief. "Naruto, are you or aren't you dating another man."

"I am," he replied, setting his elbows on the table.

"I'm gay, Naruto. Very, very gay. And I have been for quite a while. Since birth I would say."

He nodded slowly. Okay, now he was starting to feel a bit stupid, but he wanted to at least be honest with Sasuke about it. People could get worked up over irrational things, right? It's normal!

"Do you not want to go?" Sasuke asked.

"No, I do!" He exclaimed rather loudly. "It's just... y'know how I get when I don't know what to expect. It makes me all... anxious and weird and over-stimulated... and stuff."

Sasuke offered him a droll look and got up from the chair. He moved to Naruto's side, grabbed a hold of his shirt, and gave it a tug. "C'mon. I'll make sure you have a good time. I promise you that by the end of the night you'll wonder why you were ever worried about it."

As Naruto got up, Sasuke held out his brown bomber jacket for him and helped him slip it on. While Naruto was in the process of zipping it, Sasuke stayed close by, watching him. He looked good tonight. Sasuke looked good in everything, though. He wore a pair of faded blue jeans that hung low on his waist, a (tight) very sexy black leather jacket over some designer t-shirt, and rock star belt. Of course, he'd styled his hair in that way that made him look as if he belonged in a rock band. If Naruto wasn't a better man, he would've felt a little inferior... but hey, he had his good qualities, too, and for not putting a whole lot of effort into getting ready, he didn't look too shabby.

"You're staring," Sasuke said in a low voice that, for some reason, drew Naruto's gaze directly to his lips. Noticing, Sasuke chuckled and grabbed for his hand. "Save it for when we get to the club."

Following slightly behind Sasuke as they left the restaurant, he had his head bowed since he was beginning to feel a bit giddy about going out with him tonight. The nervousness from before was transforming more into excitement as a few thoughts of what they'd be able to get away with - even amongst a crowd - began to play in his head like scenes from a movie. Before they were out the door, his gaze traveled down to Sasuke's butt. Even the way he walked was incredibly appealing.

How could he be so gay for just one man? So many times he'd wondered where or when Sasuke gained this amazing power. How could he be so attracted and so drawn to someone that he felt like he could follow him anywhere?

When Sasuke glanced at him over his shoulder and smirked self-assuredly, Naruto responded with his own playful smirk.

"You were checking out my ass, weren't you?" Sasuke held the door open for him.

Naruto stopped next to him, leaned in, and, waiting for that moment when Sasuke closed his eyes, kissed him firmly on the lips.

"I guess I couldn't wait," he said when Sasuke's eyes opened.

Sasuke hummed, a smile playing on his lips. "We are definitely going to find a way to fulfill that fantasy tonight."

"Or I can fulfill one of yours?" He asked teasingly, grinning and cocking his head to the side.

"You had me at 'fill one of yours'. Now let's go." Sasuke wrapped an arm around his waist and led him down the sidewalk to where an unoccupied taxi was parked.

As they slid into the back seat and Sasuke told the driver where they wanted to go, Naruto made sure he was pressed up close to Sasuke's side. Because he felt like it, he placed his hand high on Sasuke's thigh. Non-chalantly, he gazed out the window, thankful he was able to catch the expression on Sasuke's face as it changed from surprise to pleasure. He wondered if anyone could ever guess just how much of a romantic Sasuke Uchiha actually was because what Naruto had discovered over the past (almost) four months they'd been dating was that the little things, little gestures of affection, touches... that's what he knew Sasuke secretly liked the most. But, whether or not he'd ever admit it (even to Naruto) seemed highly unlikely. Unconsciously, he squeezed his boyfriend's thigh more tightly. When he let go, it was only to reach for Sasuke's hand.

He felt the blood rushing to his cheeks as he laced their fingers together and watched the traffic fly past the window, content now and excited for the night to come.