A/N: Hello faithful Naru/Sasu lovers. I've decided a shitty twoshot wasn't enough to stop my yaoi kick, so here comes a brief and mildly retarded story. By mildly retarded, I mean pretty fucking retarded...Oh well. Please enjoy.

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( It was embarrassing.

It was awkward.

Worst of all…It was cliched. )

--Opening--Sequence--

Sasuke Uchiha was a proud, cold, and (in a certain dobe's terms) uptight, sadistic bastard who needed to have the stick shoved up his ass surgically removed because it was wedged up there so far that it was beginning to affect his digestion. Oh yes, ladies and gents, this young gentleman was the epitome of a prick. He kicked puppies, laughed at old ladies when they tripped and fell, and worst of all enjoyed watching reruns of Gilmore Girls. The sick and twisted individual that is the Uchiha is too much for one person to deal with…Atleast one person besides Naruto Uzumaki.

The two met in gradeschool after Naruto casually flung lukewarm Red Dye #40 colored applesauce into an unsuspecting chibi-Sasuke's hair. As many have learned the hard way, Sasuke Uchiha greatly values his infamous duckbutt hairstyle and an angry exchanging of words quickly escalated into an all out brawl. Baby teeth were knocked prematurely out of sensitive pink gums, Power Ranger Band-Aids were viciously pulled off of knees and elbows, and many a boo-boo was accumulated. Let's just say there were a lot of owies to kiss after the fight was broken up by a worried teacher who nearly shat herself when she saw Sasuke sitting on Naruto's back, scraping his nails across the younger blonde's cheeks.

Though the scars caused by this incident marred Naruto's face for eternity, all ill feelings healed along with the other injuries. In fact, while waiting for their parents (and guardian) to be contacted by the secretary in the principal's office, Naruto had begrudgingly admitted that Sasuke was a good fighter and Naruto admired him for his rather dirty methods of fighting. On these small and seemingly insignificant compliments, the two forged a sort of respect for each other, or at least for each other's brutality. Over the years, this oddly placed respect grew into a reluctant friendship, which turned into an unreluctant one, which turned into a closer understanding of each other, which soon morphed into the category which can only be described in this hideous manner: Best Friends Forever. (shudder)

After becoming accustomed to be being BFF's, the mismatched pair suddenly began doing everything together. They joined the same clubs, hung out with the same friends, and even took the same classes. They had become joined at the ass…erm…hip.

After this rather boring introduction, I'll skip to the main reason you bothered to read this story…The man-love.

You see, in high school Sasuke fell victim to the acne-inducing terror that is puberty. Not having many female friends, he had no one to focus his raging hormones on besides his blonde dobe. He began noticing simple things Naruto did such as that cute little crinkle he got above his nose when he laughed, and the way his eyes shined when he was certain he had nailed Sasuke good with a remark he just made. To Sasuke's disgust, he discovered that he found his blonde bubbly friend absolutely beautiful and couldn't do anything to quell his feelings. He tried though, GOD he tried. He went so far as to consider going to a hetero-camp, if the pamphlets in his dresser drawer prove anything…

By his junior year, Sasuke had managed to admit that he was a teensy, weensy, microscopically bit gay. He also managed to admit that he may have been a teeny, tiny, bit gay on a completely atomic level for his best friend. You can imagine the insane level of awkward Sasuke felt at the conclusion that he had fallen in love with his best friend, but the lad was convinced he would eventually grow out of it. Then again, if he grew out of it, where would we both be right now? Instead of losing interest in Naruto, after graduating high school, Sasuke discovered to his dismay that he was more smitten with Naruto than he had been ever before. He had been thrilled with the aspect that he and Naruto would be attending different colleges, carrying the belief that he could forget about Naruto if he wasn't around him all the time. Sucks to be him, because Naruto discovered weeks later that the business college Sasuke had applied to also had a spiffy art program. Naruto applied, got accepted, and ended up sharing an apartment with his favorite duck-assed amigo. This fact lead up to the ending of this crappy recap session and the beginning of the plot.

--End--of--Chappie--

Hells yes, I gave Naruto's scars a PURPOSE! I'm sick of them being whiskers or tattoos and shit...They've finally been explained! Oh yeah, Chapter 1 is right after this one, cause I'm nice and decided to give you more than this shitty epilogue! Please enjoy.