So this is the first sequel to "Those Summer Nights". It was originally called "Summer Nights to Autumn Days" but due to being removed for mature content, I have re-uploaded; hoping that people will acknowledge the warnings and not report me? Please? I want to be able to keep writing for you all!

In case you didn't read "Those Summer Nights": Sasuke Uchiha and Naruto met on summer vacation, where Naruto, curious about what it was like 'being gay', had a one night stand with Sasuke. Itachi met Kisame. Hidan may have been a perverted asshole to Deidara. And there's the backstory.

Read on!

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto

**Warning**: contains **yaoi** lemons

Autumn had arrived fast, that was for sure; Sasuke mused with a shiver as he searched his room for some warm clothes to put on. He had a towel wrapped around his waist; bound for the shower, but he had quickly discovered that he couldn't face the chill of the dorm corridor after he'd just had a lovely, warm shower. He'd learnt the hard way early on in semester that even if the trip from room to showers was bearable in a towel; it was deadly in the other direction.

It was a few weeks into his first semester at Konoha University. He still remembered his first day with vivid embarrassment. His mother had sobbed dramatically and rather hysterically; begging her baby boy to stay at home with her forever. His father had clapped him on the shoulder and said to make the Uchiha family proud. Itachi had snidely reminded him that he had been top of his class and made the Dean's List in his own first year; four years previous; to which Kisame, Itachi's boyfriend of six weeks had chuckled at.

Unfortunately for Sasuke, Itachi also attended Konoha University and was in his final year. Sasuke, having been so used to Itachi not being around so much for the last four years, had not been looking forward to living on the same campus as his elder brother.

"Now, Sasuke, if you're feeling homesick or need any advice, don't hesitate to call me," Itachi had simpered mockingly; hand on his heart, "I've been through all of this before and I know how scary it can be…"

"Itachi, stop making fun of your brother," Mikoto had scolded, mid-sniff as tears welled up in her eyes again, "Oh! I can't believe my little baby's all grown up! It feels like it was just yesterday that I was potty training you and hearing you call Itachi 'Tati'…"

"Mother…" Sasuke growled in embarrassment, glaring over at Kisame who had dared to chuckle. The bigger man stifled his laughter to placate the youngest Uchiha, but couldn't help but notice that Itachi had no such qualms and was sniggering behind his hands.

"Mikoto, you're making a scene," Fugaku informed his wife with a sigh, to which she looked at her husband rather crossly.

"…Aren't I allowed to?" she sniffed back, "My two darling boys are making their way in the world! Itachi's going to graduate at the end of this year and probably move away forever; and Sasuke's just starting his journey!"

"Don't worry, Mikoto, Itachi's not going to leave you," Kisame assured her, kissing his boyfriend on the forehead to irritate him at a show of affection in front of his parents.

"I will if I want, Kisame," came the elder Uchiha's flat reply. Kisame just winked at Mikoto, who giggled; knowing that already, Itachi liked to think that he was in control when he would really listen to what Kisame was saying.

Of course, when they had finally gotten around to saying their goodbyes, Mikoto had burst into tears again and hugged Sasuke tight and practically had to be dragged to the car by her husband and Kisame. It was strange how quickly the blue man had been accepted into the family, despite the short amount of time he had been dating Itachi. He and Fugaku; both relatively stern personalities, got on stupendously; and Kisame was always interested in how the Uchiha Corporation was running. And of course, Mikoto loved anyone that doted on her dear boys.

The first weeks had really flown by in a blur of classes and late nights. Sasuke, not really at University to make new friends, hadn't deigned to meet his neighbours; or anyone on his floor at all. He had a 'sup nod and greeting' relationship with about three familiar faces that he often saw in his Law classes, and had a standing Sunday afternoon 'how are your assignments going' with the boy who also happened to be in the laundry when Sasuke was doing his. Apart from that, and ridiculously regular visits from Deidara, he didn't associate much with people.

That was really the way he liked it. He was there to study and graduate at the top of his class, and a social life only stood to disrupt that plan. Sometimes he felt like meeting his neighbour; if only to punch him, because he (he assumed it was a he) happened to enjoy playing music far too loudly; and was none too quiet when in female company.

Sometimes he remembered back to what summer vacation had been like. He supposed it had been a little nice to be around people –but that awful blonde…he scowled at the memory as he finally located some pants. True, they'd slept together, but it had been a one-off thing and didn't mean anything.

That didn't stop him from jumping to weird conclusions and thinking he was seeing Naruto everywhere. Every so often he would see a head of bright blonde hair in the crowd, only to find that they would disappear amidst the students –or turn out to in fact be Deidara; who would immediately pounce on him the way Deidara enjoyed.

Of course, the notion that that idiot would even go to college was absurd. The chances of him even being in the same city were even more ridiculous. So every time, Sasuke just scolded himself and forgot out it. Even now he was displeased that his thoughts had again drifted to such a trivial experience.

Fastening his towel a little tighter around his waist, he exited his room and locked it; cringing at the awful, loud music blasting from his neighbour's room. He made his way down the hallway to the male showers and pushed it open, being met with a wall of steam. He chose his usual cubicle; blocking out the sounds of hideous singing from a few stalls over.

The hot water was delicious and refreshing compared to the freezing hallway. As he showered, Sasuke ran over his schedule for the rest of the night. Dinner at six; assignments until nine –that would mean he only had a paragraph to do to finish it tomorrow…then do his pre-readings…Bed by twelve.

As he finished getting dressed, he opened up the door to his cubicle and stepped out; unfortunately causing someone to crash straight into him.

"Bastard!" someone swore, and Sasuke's blood froze as he turned; recognising the insult far too well. He peered down at the ground at the person who had barrelled into him, and saw a mop of blonde hair set against tanned skin; wrapped in a towel. Said blonde looked up as he rubbed his head, and blue cerulean eyes opened in horror.

"Sasuke?"

"How did an idiot like you end up at college?" The insult immediately had Naruto on his feet to defend his honour and his mental capacity. Sasuke, instead of responding to whatever the blonde was saying, stalked past him with a superior smirk and exited the bathroom; knowing that of all things, Naruto hated to be ignored.

"You bastard, come back here!" Naruto growled, shaking his wet hair and chasing after the raven into the chilly air of the hallway, immediately gasping at the drastic change in temperature and shivering. Sasuke, with hands in pockets and the complete epitome of cool, just looked over his shoulder with a smirk and continued to his room, where he unlocked it and was about to go inside when he heard Naruto swear again.

"No way," the blonde could be heard, attracting Sasuke's attention again, "…You…you're my neighbour?" Sasuke groaned inwardly and looked across, to see that yes indeed, Naruto was opening the door right next to him. Typical. Absolutely typical. The pain-in-the-ass neighbour he'd never met turned out to be a pain-in-the-ass he had met.

"Turn your music down," he simply snorted, folding his arms, causing Naruto to scowl almightily.

" –Jeez, no need to be such a killjoy," he rolled his eyes, "And I was just about to be nice and ask you what you studied; you know; what normal people do…"

"In no way are you considered normal," Sasuke sniffed, "Now if you would excuse me, I have to get to dinner."

"Great –we'll join you," Naruto decided with a triumphant grin. Sasuke raised an eyebrow at the mention of a 'we', but the sudden appearance of an attractive dark-skinned, red-haired female from the depths of Naruto's room explained his use of the word.

"Who's this clown?" she remarked, instantly turning up her nose at Sasuke, "He bothering you, Naruto?"

"Not at all, babe," Naruto replied, kissing her on the cheek, "He's just a friend I met on summer vacation. Karui, this is Sasuke; Sasuke, meet my girlfriend, Karui."

"Pleasure," she commented, in a tone that distinctly indicated that meeting him was anything but, "Naruto, I didn't know you made friends with assholes." Sasuke's eye twitched in irritation as Naruto laughed heartily, sticking his tongue out at the raven before heading into his room and slamming the door behind him. The raven exhaled deeply before pressing a hand to the creases in his forehead, throwing his towel into his room and heading to dinner.

So Naruto had a girlfriend? Interesting. It was good to know he wasn't reading into what they just so happened to do over summer. It was bad to know that she was a total bitch and that she was likely going to be there frequently.

Sasuke couldn't help but groan. Naruto was over-friendly, excitable, loud and had always tried to get him involved in things; exactly what he was not looking for in a neighbour. He had the feeling it was going to be a very long year from now on.

Hidan heard loud, long moan from above him and he peered up through lidded eyes to see a busty, blonde woman above him, her head thrown back in pleasure and her breasts bouncing in time with the pace at which she was impaling herself upon his cock. A little distantly, he noticed that she had just orgasmed, and was now seeking to bring him to his release. He closed his eyes, hoping to block out her dissatisfying looks and tried to focus on cumming.

Suddenly, the image of another blonde sprang to mind; a tanned, long-haired blonde, and the memory of him panting with exertion as he pushed himself down upon Hidan. Just the image of Deidara's gasping, flushed face was enough to finally propel Hidan over the edge and to his release. He groaned, letting his eyes open a little as the woman –Samui, was that her name –pulled herself off him and rolled to his side, panting heavily.

"That was…fantastic…" she whispered coyly, "Wasn't it, Hidan?"

"Totally," he managed to lie through his teeth, "Sorry babe, but I have to go; work in the morning and all…" She nodded, and got up off the bed to help him locate his clothes. Obviously she was hoping that by wandering around naked she could excite Hidan enough to get another round out of him –but Hidan just wasn't interested –though he didn't let her know that.

As soon as he had exited the apartment with a false promise of calling her, he cursed himself and resisted the urge to punch something. Damn it! Why had this been happening?

"Fuck me," Hidan groaned to himself, running a hand through his hair in agitation. Ever since summer –ever since that fucking Deidara, he hadn't been able to get him out of his head. Now, Hidan was no stranger to random sex with man; woman; he wasn't all that fussy, but these days…women just weren't doing it for him. Whereas two months ago he would've took one look at even the slightest amount of cleavage and gotten excited; now even fully naked women did practically nothing to turn him on. If that didn't make sex hard enough, he found it took him ages to reach orgasm.

The only thing that helped was thinking of that fucking Deidara. Where Hidan had always considered himself definitely bisexual, he discovered that he was beginning to favour men more and more…and not just any men…tanned blondes.

It was infuriating. He had a libido that would rival that of a rabbit; but he couldn't find anyone that could sate his appetite. No one he slept with could satisfy him and he hated the fact that he couldn't keep the blonde off his mind. Anyway; what was the chance they would ever run into each other again anyway?

Hidan found his answer two days later. His old co-worker, Kisame had come into the pub where Hidan had casual work, and had invited him for coffee to catch up the next afternoon. It was to his great astonishment that when he entered the coffee shop, Kisame wasn't alone.

There was that long-haired guy that Kisame had been fucking over summer –Itachi, was it? And then, right there; sitting next to the raven, was the object of Hidan's thoughts. Kisame looked up, spotting him, and waved him over. Hidan tucked his hands into his pockets and played it casual as he walked up, Deidara and Itachi turning around to see who Itachi was addressing. Deidara's expression instantly soured.

"Hey blondie," Hidan greeted with a smirk; drinking in that deliciously soft blonde hair half swept up into a ponytail; that tanned skin and those angry, fierce eyes. He couldn't help but remember a time when those eyes had been glazed with lust and that hair had been a tangled mess because of him.

" –What's this asshole doing here, yeah?" Deidara snapped crossly, glaring at Kisame for an explanation.

"Itachi thought it would be nice for a catch-up," Kisame remarked in amusement, looking over at his ever-innocent looking boyfriend.

"You're a dickhead, Itachi; why am I even friends with you, yeah," Deidara growled, clearly unamused as he folded his arms huffily; Hidan sitting down into the seat opposite him.

"How've you been?" he inquired, more casually than he felt.

"Fine –not that it's any of your business," the blonde snapped aggressively, "Kisame, do we really have to do this? I have class in twenty minutes, yeah." When neither Itachi or Kisame replied, he stiffly stood and was about to leave when Hidan reached over and grabbed him by the elbow.

"Hey; how about you and me fucking grab a bite sometime?" he asked with a raised eyebrow, "You know, like fucking dinner or something?"

"I would rather set fire to my face and gouge out my eyes with a rusty nail, yeah," Deidara snapped flatly with a distasteful glare, flicking his hair and yanking his arm from Hidan's grasp, "Don't fucking come near me, yeah?" And with that, the fiery blonde was off, grabbing his bag and giving Kisame and Itachi a last, withering glare.

"What was fucking all that about?" Hidan inquired, leaning back in his seat as a waitress bought over a pot of coffee to serve them. She frowned at Hidan's point of language but made no comment.

"Remember how you used him for sex for half his summer vacation?" Itachi reminded him with a raised eyebrow.

"I did not fucking 'use him for sex'," Hidan defended in an offended tone.

" –Name one thing you did with him over summer that wasn't sex-related," Kisame remarked.

"…I took him to dinner once," he replied after a moment of thinking.

"That was literally only so he would have sex with you again," the blue man reminded him with a sigh, "Hidan, you're an asshole; if I was him I'd be punching your fucking face in." Hidan glared at him and then sighed heavily, looking at the door that Deidara had just left through.

"I'll change his mind," he decided, mostly to himself.

"Hate to break it to you but Deidara's dated a lot of assholes," Itachi informed him in a flat tone, "He's sick of them and he wants to date a guy who actually appreciates him. A nice guy." Hidan didn't like the way the raven put so much emphasis on the word nice –like he was implying that he couldn't be nice!

"I'm a fucking nice guy," Hidan snorted –a remark that had Kisame releasing a snort of laughter into his coffee, "You can fucking suck a cock, Kisame –I can too be fucking nice."

"I'll believe that when I see it," the blue man had remarked with a roll of his eyes, trying not to splutter on the hot beverage, "Seriously, Hidan…what's gotten into you? Is his rejection really bothering you that much?"

"No," the platinum-haired man snorted.

" –Then just do what you usually do; go find yourself some nice young lady with low self-esteem and daddy issues and fuck away your problems," Kisame advised; deadly serious. He'd worked with Hidan for enough summers to know how the other man worked. He fucked them and chucked them; rooted and booted them; however you wanted to phrase it, Hidan was renowned for having his way and being done with them. No wonder Deidara wanted him gone. He knew Hidan's type; and was sick of being chased by them.

"I'm going to fucking change his mind, got that?" Hidan growled and then he frowned, mostly to himself, "…Um…you guys got any fucking clue how I could do that?"

"Not being a total dick to him could be a start," Itachi remarked dryly and Kisame scowled at him reproachfully, "What? It's true."

"Show him that you don't just want to fuck him," the other man offered with a heavy sigh, feeling that this was just asking for trouble trying to help Hidan's love life, " –Unless you are aiming to just fuck him; in which case, I'm going to have to refuse to help then punch you in the face and Itachi might knee you in the balls or slap you…"

"Kisame, must you always undermine my masculinity?" Itachi growled in a dark tone, glaring at his boyfriend mutinously.

"Of course not, sweetie," Kisame replied teasingly, kissing the furious raven on the forehead condescendingly.

"No, I'm not going to just try and fuck him," Hidan snapped aggressively, "Though I wouldn't mind the fucking part…" Kisame and Itachi both rolled their eyes as he raised his hands defensively and took it back. Poor Deidara was in for trouble.

Deidara, meanwhile, was storming back to Konoha University furiously. The fucking nerve of Itachi! Thinking he'd ever want to see Hidan again? Sure, he was a fantastic fuck…but jeez, of all people, Itachi should know that he was sick of being with guys who just wanted him for sex and would just get up and leave when Deidara wanted something more than that; leaving the poor blonde broken hearted every time. He'd sworn he was going to stop dating assholes, and he was sticking to it. There was no way he was going to let Hidan get under his skin, and there was no way he would ever date a sleazebag like him!

I love perverted asshole Hidan.

Review, review: chapters to be up soon!

xx K