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Sasuke: … Rekhyt does not own Naruto.

Rekhyt: Aw dammit…

Warnings: Bad language, mature themes, and eventual Yaoi.

Summary: AU and a bit OoC.Uchiha Sasuke, entering his second year of college, has to deal with his sexuality, his friends, his rivals, his family, and his sadistic and hateful brother.

Chapter 1

The cold floor tiles were soothing against Sasuke's aching skin. He lay there, unwilling to move, in case it incurred his father's wrath again.

A few minutes ago, things were not exactly peaceful, but generally calm in the Uchiha household. That is, until Sasuke bumped a vase that was balanced precariously on a shelf by the doorway. As he entered the room, Sasuke had tripped on the ostentatious rug and his shoulder had knocked into the shelf, causing the vase to fall and shatter against the tiles. The result was an outburst from Uchiha Fugaku, Sasuke's father, and he had been promptly beaten to the ground as punishment.

Sasuke briefly considered crawling out of the room, but dismissed the thought. No, he would just stay there until he deemed it safe to retreat again.

Fugaku had gone back to his chair and was simply ignoring his younger son. Sasuke's mother, Uchiha Mikoto, had remained silent and made no effort to help Sasuke, but she kept throwing him furtive glances when she thought that Fugaku wasn't looking.

"Where is Itachi?" Fugaku asked Mikoto gruffly.

Mikoto shrugged her shoulders. "He went out with a few of his friends."

Fugaku grunted and nodded his approval. "That's good; he's getting out and keeping busy. Unlike this waste of space." He added with a nod in Sasuke's direction. Mikoto said nothing. She stared blankly at the televisions screen.

"At least we have one son that is a proper man." Fugaku continued. "Itachi was never useless like his pathetic brother."

Mikoto eyed Fugaku warily. "Speaking of Itachi," she said, "We're running out of places for his achievement awards."

Fugaku looked over at the shelf that held Itachi's awards, and Mikoto gave Sasuke a barely perceptible nod that he understood to mean "Go, quickly."

Quietly as he could, Sasuke hastily clambered to his feet and darted out of the door and up the stairs. He went into his bedroom and shut the door behind him, his breath coming in ragged gasps. His face stung with a previously unnoticed intensity, and he went to his mirror, only to find a bruise already forming around his left eye. With skin as pale as his, he had always bruised easily.

"Damn Fugaku." Sasuke spat viciously. "And damn Itachi!"

A soft vibration from his pocket announced an incoming call on his phone, and when he fished it out of his pocket he saw one of his friend's names flashing on the screen.

"Hey Kiba," Sasuke said, trying to keep his tone light and casual.

"Hey Sasuke," Kiba's voice greeted, "how's it going?"

"Fine," Sasuke lied, "What's up?"

"Nothing much, really. Just kinda bored, ya know."

Sasuke smiled. Kiba was easily bored by things.

"Yeah, well, college starts again tomorrow." Sasuke said, "Then we can find new ways to land ourselves in the Dean's office."

Kiba chuckled.

"That shouldn't be too hard. I sure am missing the detention room."

Now it was Sasuke's turn to laugh. "Personally, I've seen enough of that place to last me a lifetime."

Kiba chuckled again. "Ino called the other day. She seems to be interested in me."

"Well, you've been chasing after her for long enough." Sasuke drawled.

"Damn straight. She's finally responding to my astounding looks and witty charm."

Sasuke rolled his eyes, and heard the sound of heavy footfalls approaching.

"I have to go." He whispered through his teeth.

"Your dad?" Kiba asked quickly. "I'll see you tomorrow Sasuke. Bye."

The line went dead, and Sasuke quickly shoved the phone back into his pocket. He sat on the edge of his bed and stared blankly at the wall, thinking about the next day. It would be a relief to be back at college.

Unpacking his suitcase of his personal belongings, Sasuke remained stony faced as he assessed his new room mate. After last year, when he had shared a room with Kiba, the Dean had made certain that the two boys would not share a room again. Now he was rooming with a new boy.

The new guy had long black hair that was tied in a loose ponytail, and large, silvery eyes. Sasuke didn't care to find out the boys name, and the boy didn't volunteer the information, which suited Sasuke fine. Brushing his silky black hair out of his face, he put the last of his belongings on the desk at the foot of his bed and let of a sigh.

"What happened to your eye?" The new boy asked suddenly. Sasuke turned to face him and gave him the infamous Uchiha glare, which was usually enough to make grown men shudder and turn away in fear. His obsidian eyes glinted with unspoken fury at the question, and he wasn't disappointed by the reaction. The new boy immediately turned beet red and busied himself with making his bed up, so Sasuke stalked past him and left the room, heading down to the cafeteria for lunch.

It didn't take long to spot his usual crowd of friends when he entered the bright, airy lunch room. Kiba was being as loud as usual, entertaining the group as Sasuke approached them.

"Hey Sasuke," Kiba called when he noticed the Uchiha. His face darkened for a moment as his eyes came to rest on the purple bruise, but he didn't say anything.

Sasuke nodded a greeting to Kiba and his friends, taking his usual seat near the end of the table.

"So what did you do this summer, Gaara?" Kiba asked the red haired boy that was seated on the opposite end from the Uchiha.

"I spent most of my time at Shikamaru's place." Gaara answered. His eyes had dark rings around them, the result of a struggling insomniac. "You know that my sister has a crush on him."

"I do not!" Temari immediately snapped, her eyes flashing in indignation. Her blonde hair was pulled into four ponytails, and she was gently waving a small fan to stave off the sweltering heat of the cafeteria. "You know that Shikamaru is my best friend, and the only one here that is a challenge at strategy games."

Gaara snorted. "Yeah. And you want to get into his pants."

Everyone snorted with silent laughter, and no one met Temari's eye. She packed quite a punch.

Kiba glanced at Sasuke and winked mischievously before turning to Temari.

"What, haven't you jumped him yet, Temari? That's a new approach for you…"

Temari nearly launched herself across the table at him. Gaara had to physically restrain his sister to keep her from harming the brown haired boy.

Snickering, Sasuke looked across the table and came across an unfamiliar person sitting with them. Noticing Sasuke's gaze, Kiba spoke.

"Oh, this is Naruto, by the way." Kiba introduced the blond haired boy. "He just transferred from some college that none of us have heard of."

Sasuke nodded once in the new boy's direction, and the boy gave a small, sheepish smile in return.

Temari, who was still infuriated by Kiba's comment, barely noticed the exchange.

"I do not like Shikamaru." She emphasized, "And even if I did, he's already taken."

Everyone's eyes turned to her, gaping.

Temari immediately looked abashed and didn't elaborate.

"Who is it?" Kiba demanded.

"I can't say…" Temari muttered.

"Why not?" Gaara asked, "Some dark secret? Or are you afraid that your Shika-kun will be mad?"

Temari's face reddened. "No, but I doubt you want to hear about your older brother screwing around with my best friend." She snapped, then covered her mouth with her hand.

Everyone fell silent, except for Kiba. He began laughing hysterically, clutching his stomach.

"So Kankuro is the one that finally cracked Shikamaru?" he asked.

"Kankuro…" Gaara said, his eyes wide with disbelief.

Temari gave him a warning glare. "Don't even think about it, Gaara. Just don't say anything to either of them!"

Conveniently, it was at that moment that Shikamaru had come to join them.

"Hey guys." He said with a deep yawn. "What's got Kiba cracked up?"

"I doubt you want to hear it." Gaara said faintly.

Shikamaru stood there staring in bewilderment, and Kiba couldn't resist making a remark.

"Too sore to sit, Shikamaru?"

Temari whacked him on the head as Shikamaru shot the Inuzuka a suspicious look.

Naruto, the quiet, blond boy, snickered to himself, and Sasuke turned to study him. He was rather good looking, with tanned skin and bright blue eyes, and well muscled. He was a bit bulkier than Sasuke, who had a slimmer but well defined athletic build. Sensing Sasuke's eyes on him, Naruto looked up and blushed faintly, but this didn't deter the Uchiha. He watched as Naruto dropped his eyes to the table and began to fidget uncomfortably.

Sasuke was snapped out of his scrutiny by Shikamaru. It appeared that he had discovered what Temari had let slip.

"You told them WHAT?" he yelled, just as the last member of their group joined them. Shy and quiet by nature, Hinata stopped to look at Shikamaru in surprise before she settled into her seat next to Gaara.

"Wh – what's wrong?" she stammered. The dark haired girl had a stuttering problem, which was worsened by stressful situations. Her wide silvery eyes reminded Sasuke of his new room mate, and he made a mental note to ask her about him once Shikamaru had finished his tirade.

"Temari," Shikamaru sighed, "you're so troublesome sometimes."

Temari looked oddly hurt by that, and Shikamaru slung and arm over her shoulders.

"You're still the best, though." He reassured her. "I guess they would have found out eventually."

Sasuke glanced around the cafeteria and noticed Itachi and his cronies not far away. He glared harshly in their direction, itching to throw something, but Kiba whispered in his ear.

"Relax, Sasuke. Don't get worked up. They won't dare to mess with us here."

Sasuke nodded absently. Itachi had looked up and met his glare with one of his own.

Class started the next day, and it went smoothly. At least one of his friends was in each of his classes, with only two exceptions. No one else took World History, and although Gaara took Calculus, he was in a different class.

Martial Arts had the largest number of his group, with everyone but Shikamaru and Hinata there. After that, he had Chemistry, with Kiba and Temari, and then English, with Kiba and Hinata. After a quick lunch, Sasuke went to see Professor Yuhi before World History. Tall and red eyed, Professor Yuhi Kurenai had always intimidated Sasuke, but as he took his seat in the back of the class and the other students began to file in, he noticed a familiar face. The blond boy from the cafeteria entered and was turning his head from side to side, looking for a seat. He noticed Sasuke, and came over.

"Mind if I sit with you?" Naruto asked in a quiet voice.

"Of course not," Sasuke replied as he pulled a chair out for the blond, "Be my guest."

Naruto sat down and pulled his books out from his bag, but Sasuke shook his head.

"Professor Yuhi won't start class today." He told Naruto in his quiet voice. "She always starts with a summary of the syllabus for the semester."

Naruto smiled and returned his book to his bag, leaving only a pen and a notepad on the desk.

Sasuke glanced at the blond out of the corner of his eye, surreptitiously checking him out. He couldn't deny that he felt a certain attraction to the boy, though he didn't even know if Naruto swung that way. Naruto's blue eyes were staring out into space, completely unaware that the raven haired Uchiha was watching him intently. Just then, Professor Yuhi entered the room, breaking Sasuke out of his thoughts.

"Alright, class." She said briskly, "Since it's the first day of the new semester, I'm just going to give you an idea of what subjects we'll be covering."

At this point, Sasuke allowed himself to loose interest in the lesson and turn his attention back to Naruto. The blond was transcribing the professor's words in a neat, evenly spaced handwriting. His brows furrowed in concentration. Sasuke smiled to himself as he watched the boy write.

For the remainder of the class, Sasuke watched Naruto curiously, trying to figure out why he seemed drawn to him. There were plenty of boys in the college that interested Sasuke, and he found it odd that he would be so mesmerized by the new guy.

When the bell rang, signaling the end of the day, Sasuke swept his bag up from the floor and walked to the door. He leaned against the frame, waiting for Naruto to catch up with him. As the blond got to him, the Uchiha gave him an easy smile and led the way out.

"So where's your dorm?" Sasuke inquired.

"Um, east block." Naruto replied, sounding surer of himself. "Room 309."

Sasuke bit back a grin. "What a coincidence, I'm in room 310 of the east block."

Naruto smiled and looked around, seeming to search for someone or something. Sasuke heard his name being called and felt the blood drain from his already pale face. Grabbing Naruto by the arm, he ducked through a door into an empty class.

"What's going on?" Naruto asked in confusion.

"Sakura." Sasuke growled, yanking Naruto behind the teacher's desk and ducking down.

"Who is Sakura?" Naruto whispered.

"She-devil. She stalks me."

They heard the door open and footsteps becoming louder.

"Sasuke-kun?" Sakura's voice called. "Hmm. I could have sworn he came in here."

Naruto snuck a peek over the top of the desk, seeing the pink haired girl looking around in consternation. It wasn't long before she turned on her heel and left the room.

Sasuke let out an explosive breath, which he seemed to have been holding while Sakura was in the room with them.

"Why do you avoid her?" Naruto inquired. "She isn't bad looking, I suppose."

Sasuke grinned, strangely glad that Naruto wasn't attracted to his stalker.

"Let's just say she isn't really my type." Sasuke replied, helping Naruto to his feet. The blond opened the door a crack and peered out.

"She's gone." He said, motioning for Sasuke to follow him.

They entered the corridor again, walking at a slow pace, before Sasuke heard his name being called again.

Turning, he smiled as Kiba ran toward them, coming to a screeching to a halt beside them.

"I wondered where you got to." Kiba said, panting slightly.

"Hello to you too, Kiba." Sasuke said.

Where's your room this year?" the Inuzuka asked.

"310, east. Yours?"

"402, east." Kiba replied, "I'm a floor above you."

Sasuke nodded just as Kiba's eyes found the other boy. "Oh, hey Naruto, I didn't see you there. How was your first day?"

Naruto shrugged. "Pretty boring, up until five minutes ago when Sasuke freaked out and ran away from a girl."

Kiba's face split into a wide grin. "Sakura again, huh?"

Naruto nodded, while Sasuke scowled.

"I did not run away."

"You ducked into a classroom, right?" Kiba asked.

Sasuke smiled sheepishly and nodded.

"I can't say I blame you, mate." Kiba said, slinging an arm over Sasuke's shoulders. "That girl is a nightmare."

Sasuke laughed lightly, beginning to walk with his friends.

"What do you have planned for tonight?" Kiba asked the two boys.

"Nothing, I guess." Naruto said, "I don't have any homework."

"Same here." Sasuke said.

"Well, come up to my room then, we've got a little party planned."

Sasuke considered him out the corner of his eye.

"Come on Sasuke," Kiba said in a husky voice, nuzzling into Sasuke's neck and planting soft kisses there. "You know you want to."

Sasuke laughed again and pushed Kiba's face away. "Sure, sure. I'll be there, Kiba-kun."

"Excellent." Kiba beamed. "What about you, Naruto?"

Naruto, who had watched the exchange with wide, disbelieving eyes, quickly snapped out of his stupor. "Sure, I'll be there."

"Awesome." Kiba said, skipping off by himself. "I'll see you two later then!"

Silence followed Kiba's departure.

"That boy…" Sasuke said, shaking his head. He brushed a few strands of his hair out of his eyes and glanced at Naruto, who was eyeing him suspiciously.

"Are you and Kiba, um, you know…"

Sasuke took a moment to process the question before he laughed loudly, making the blond boy jump in surprise.

"Sorry," he said, clutching his stomach, "but that is just weird. Me and Kiba? No way."

"But, they way he –"

Sasuke shrugged. "That's just how Kiba is. He'd do the same to anyone of us, if he wanted something."

Naruto nodded slowly and followed the Uchiha up the stairs of the east block. Outside his room, he said a quick goodbye and darted into his room, while Sasuke went into his own room.

Inside the room, he found Kiba sitting on his bed, glaring daggers at his new room mate. As he walked in, Kiba turned to look at him.

"Okay, Sasuke, spill. What happened to your eye?"

"Um, Kiba? I don't think that now is a good time..." Sasuke mumbled.

"It was your father, wasn't it?" Kiba continued relentlessly.

Sasuke simply nodded and went to his dresser, grabbing some clean clothing.

"Kiba, just drop it, okay?" Sasuke said, "I'm away from him now, for a whole semester, so there's nothing to worry about."

Kiba snorted. "Alright, Sasuke, but we're going to talk about this later."

Without warning, Kiba glared at Sasuke's room mate.

"You're a Hyuuga, aren't you?" he questioned severely.

Taken aback, the boy nodded slowly.

"Um, yes. How did you –"

"One of our friends," Sasuke said. "Her eyes are exactly like yours."

"You must mean Hinata." The boy said with undisguised venom in his voice.

Sasuke was instantly on the defensive.

"Yes, we happen to be very good friends with Hinata. What of it?"

The Hyuuga snorted and turned his back, not answering. Sasuke shot him a filthy look and after a quick "Be right back," to Kiba, went into the bathroom to change. A few minutes later, he returned, finding Kiba waiting for him.

"About time." Kiba said. "Let's go."

As they walked, Kiba rounded on Sasuke.

"So," he started, "The new kid seems nice."

Sasuke nodded. He had a feeling that he knew where this was going.

"Not bad looking, wouldn't you say?"

Sasuke shrugged, intending to play it the hard way.

"Oh come on, Sasuke," Kiba sighed in exasperation, "you couldn't take your eyes off of him at lunch yesterday. Admit it, you like the kid."

Sasuke gave an evil smirk. "I admit to nothing, Kiba."

Kiba rolled his brown eyes.

"You'll see, Sasuke-kun. I know you, and I can tell that you like him."

A month later, class was going at a steady pace. Kiba hadn't mentioned anything about Naruto to Sasuke again, but Sasuke often caught the Inuzuka boy shooting him covert glances.

One sunny afternoon, Sasuke was sitting between Kiba and Hinata in English class, casually ignoring the teacher while they had their own conversation. They were talking about Sasuke's roommate, Hyuuga Neji, who was Hinata's older cousin.

"He's a bit of a jerk." Hinata told them, "But most of the time he keeps to himself. He sits for hours and obsesses over fate, or something stupid like that."

Sasuke snickered.

"So Hinata," Kiba said with an odd lilt in his voice, "What do you think of Naruto?"

Hinata caught on to his tone of voice immediately. "He's nice, and I like him, but he's not my type, Kiba. You know that."

Kiba shook his head. "I didn't mean for you, Hinata. I meant for our little Sasuke-kun."

Hinata's jaw dropped. "Is Naruto into boys then?"

Kiba smirked. Hinata squealed gleefully and stared at Sasuke. "Oh my god, they would look so cute together!"

Sasuke grunted and glared at his best friend. "Kiba, would you stop that? And since when does Naruto like boys?"

Kiba shrugged. "Actually, I'm not sure he is. But damn, dude, you know you want him."

"I thought I was just looking into it too deep." Hinata said with a frown, "but now that you mention it, I've noticed how Sasuke looks at him."

"Yeah, he's totally into the blond boy."

"How cute!"

"Would you both stop it already!" Sasuke shouted, standing up.

Professor Hatake looked up at him curiously for a moment before shrugging and continuing with his lesson.

Sasuke blushed and sat back down, grumbling about his friends.

"Sasu," Hinata said, "It's obvious that you like him. Why are you arguing?"

"Because I'm not even sure if I like him that way, Hina." Sasuke replied a little too quickly.

"I call bullshit." Kiba declared. "I know you, and I know you like him. And you know you like him too!"

"Damn it, Kiba," Sasuke whined. "Go crawl in a hole and die, will you?"

Kiba grinned in triumph. "So why don't you make a move on him?"

Sasuke shrugged. "Let's just drop this for now, Kiba. We'll talk about it later."

"Not without me there, you won't." Hinata said with a grin.

"You two…" Sasuke muttered, shaking his head and causing his silky black bangs to fall into his eyes.

The bell came to Sasuke's rescue, and he quickly left the room. He sped down the corridor, with Hinata and Kiba following behind. He darted around a corner, smashed into another body, and crashed to the ground with a vehement oath.

"Oh, sorry Sasuke!" Naruto's voice said.

'Why do you hate me, God?' Sasuke thought to himself as the blond boy tugged him to his feet.

"Sorry, Naruto." Sasuke said with a grimace. Kiba and Hinata walked past, wide smirks plainly evident on their faces.

Naruto smiled. "It's okay. I should've been watching where I was going."

Sasuke nodded absently, subtly searching desperately for an escape route. His eyes kept darting back to the blond, looking at his firm, lean body, watching the way his lips moved, and thinking about how those lips would feel…

"Sasuke, did you hear me?" Naruto asked.

"Huh? Oh, sorry, I spaced out." Sasuke admitted sheepishly. "What did you say?"

Naruto shook his head and laughed. "It's lunch hour. I asked if you wanted to go grab a bite to eat."

"Oh, er, I -" Sasuke floundered about, trying to think of an excuse to not go, but he found himself loosing the battle quickly. Why should he fight it?

"Sure, sounds good to me."

They walked down the hallway, heading to the cafeteria. Along the way, Sasuke listened to Naruto talk about his classes. He told Sasuke that Kiba was asking him weird questions in the art class that they shared, and Sasuke made a mental note to kill his best friend. Maybe he should learn to breath fire, and…

"Sasuke, you're doing it again…"

Sasuke snapped himself out of his stupor, blushing.

"Damn it all, I keep doing that today."

Naruto laughed again and prodded Sasuke in the side.

"Come on, the others are waiting for us."

They walked over to their table and sat down as Kiba and Hinata grinned at the pair of them.

"What's up with Kiba?" Naruto asked in a whisper.

Sasuke simply rolled his eyes and shrugged, playing dumb. He couldn't help but notice that Naruto had seated himself rather close.

"Hello, little brother." A voice said behind them.

"What do you want, Itachi?" Sasuke said from between gritted teeth, not bothering to turn around.

"It's odd that I barely see you," Itachi commented, ignoring his brother's question, "considering that we go to the same school."

"Despite my best efforts to avoid you, you've found me. What do you want?"

Itachi smiled and brushed a lock of hair away from his face.

"Father called." Itachi said, "He said he wants you to phone him some time."

"Why would I do that?" Sasuke asked sharply.

His older brother sighed. "Sasuke, I know that father isn't the best of men, and I know that you've received a lot of ill treatment because our father idolizes me, but I'm not as evil as you think I am."

"You sure about that?" Sasuke questioned. "I'm sure you have horns growing from your forehead."

Itachi growled softly. "The way you carry on, you would swear I was planning to kill our family."

"Leave mom out, but you can have the rest."

By now, the whole table was laughing at the exchange. Itachi swatted the back of Sasuke's head gently and smiled. "I'm not evil, Sasuke-chan."

Sasuke merely grunted and glanced at Naruto, who seemed puzzled.

A/N: So there's the first chapter, I hope it's okay.

Sasuke: Okay? How can you not make Itachi a hate-mongering demon?

Rekhyt: He isn't that bad, Sasuke.

Naruto: … I'm confused.

Kiba: That doesn't take much.

Sasuke: Come on, Itachi is EVIL!

Rekhyt: …

Sasuke: …

Rekhyt: …

Sasuke: Asshole.

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