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I AM SO SORRY! I have no excuse. Actually, I have tons! End of relationship, computer crashing, friend in hospital... but never mind. The story is here now... and will be updated more often. I promise

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I woke early in the morning, too early. I sighed, keping my eyes closed tightly against the early moring sun. Then I felt something shift next to me and I opened them. I tilted my head down to see Naruto cuddled up to me, his head pressed against my chest and one arm draped around my waist. I smiled. What a perfect way to wake up. I lightly trailed three fingers down the curve of his cheekbone, and he shifted again, towards the touch, his body pressed even tighter against mine.

I shifted downwards in the bed to come face-to-face with him. His arm slipped off me, but I didn't really mind. Looking at his peaceful expression took my mind off everything else. I felt my heart swell and throb, knowing that sometime today, his quite expression would be broken with one of false ecstasy for some disgusting old man. A small bubble of posession welled up in me, this moment was mine! No amount of money from any man could ever buy it. No trick would ever be able to see him looking so beautiful as he did now, no one but me would ever have him like this. I wouldn't let them.

I sighed. Shut up brain, don't kid yourself. I couldn't stay like this with him for very long, he'd wake up and shove me away, probably accuse me of trying to molest him.

But then, if I'm asleep, how could I have known what I was doing? Yes, I'd pretend to be asleep just to have a few more moments with my dobe. I wrapped my arm around him tightly. What was there to stop me?

I looked down. Okay, maybe there was that. Fuck you, penis! I pulled away from Naruto and sat up on the edge of the bed, rubbing my tired eyes. Even if Naruto didn't flip out about me holding him like that, even if it was in my 'sleep', he'd definately make a deal over my morning wood. I stood up, lumbering out of my room and down the hallway to check on Ino.

Oh, that pose was attractive. Shirt hiked up, legs spread, drool oozing from the side of her mouth and makeup smeared halfway across her face. A real morning-after poster child. The covers had been tossed around, and like some kind of perverted irony, they just barely covered the appendage between her legs. I pulled them lightly over her. Even though there was no one here to see her, I thought she'd feel better if she woke up slightly less exposed.

I padded down the stairs and into the kitchen, reading the blinking green light on the coffee maker. Six fifty-four. Ugh, the armpit of the morning. I dumped some grounds into the thing and punched in a few buttons, occasionally glancing down at my wood's state. Dammit, go away! I didn't really care, but it was kind of annoying.

"Mornin'" I turned to see a grinning, but tired Naruto leaning in the doorway.

I nodded at him. "Same to you." and I resumed watcing the coffee. He wandered into the kitchen, and I took note of the bags under his eyes. "When did you wake up?" I asked, my heart skipping nervously as I wondered if he'd been awake when I was holding him.

"Uhhhh... about, ten seconds ago." He looked down and smirked even harder at me. "And good morning to you too, Mini-Sasu."

I grunted, slightly happy he noticed. Too bad he didn't have one, last I remember he was a pretty decent size.

He examined me. "So you're just going to walk around like that, baring it to the world?" he asked, giggling a little.

I shrugged. "Just til it goes away, and why not? Its my house." I poured some coffee into a mug.

He raised his eyebrows. "You seem pretty proud of it."

I eyed him. "And why shouldn't I be?" I turned away from him and raised the mug to my lips. "Bigger than yours at any rate." I smiled as I took a sip and waited.

I wasn't dissappointed. "WHADDYA MEAN, BIGGER THAN MINE?"

I turned around to see a flushed, angry Naruto right in front of me. Our noses were almost touching, and I smirked. "You heard me, dobe." I took another sip. "I'm bigger."

"Oh, bullshit!" he stormed into the other room, and I heard things being shoved around and smash together. "Bigger than me, you are SO not! I remember!"

I followed him, to see that he had rearranged much of the furnature of the room, apparently looking for something. "Moron, what are you doing?"

I almost laughed as he poked his flushed face up from behind a sofa. He looked like a gopher. "I'm going to prove to you that I'm bigger!"

I quirked an eyebrow. "I don't know how hiding behind a couch is going to do that," I drawled, leaning against the doorframe.

"It-will!" he grumbled. "Where the hell do you keep your porn, bastard?"

I snorted into my coffee. "If thats what you're looking for, I'd suggest searching somewhere other than my great-great grandmother's old bedroom."

He popped up again, looking sheepish. "Right. I knew that." he lept up, scrambling into the living room, and I plodded back into the kitchen, almost laughing as I listened to him muttering things like "I'm the hooker, I'm bigger!"

"Quiet, moron," I called softly into the other room. "Ino's still asleep." He was silent for a moment. Then-

"FOUND IT!" I flinched at the noise. If Ino could sleep through that, I was afraid of what would happen to her if there was ever an earthquake. Naruto, meanwhile, marched into the kitchen triumphantly, like a proud soldier returing from a fierce war instead of a fag in boxers carrying a gay porn magazine.

"Okay, now what?" I inquired as he flipped through it.

"Give me a moment." he breathed. He turned a couple more pages then stopped. "Ooh, thats hot."

I peered over his shoulder to see what he was talking about. I smirked. He was at my favorite page, a picture of a brunette hunched over a blond on all fours, the blond's head tilted back and an extremely lusty expression on his face. I think I just grew an inch looking at it.

"You like that one, huh?" I asked, still grinning. I glanced down. He didnt have to say anything, the growing bulge in his boxers indicated he did. Then, an odd feeling hit me. Maybe it was the caffeine rush kicking in, or maybe it was the lack of sleep. But either way, I was feeling slightly experimental. "Of course you do," I whispered huskily in his ear, reaching around his hips with my free hand.

"What the HELL are you doing, bastard?" He yelled, but didn't pull away.

"Why, feeling who's bigger, stupid kid." I said, the picture of perfect innocence. I slid my hand over the bulge, feeling it through the fabric. "Mmhmm," I gently closed my hand over the shaft, sliding it from bottom to top, enjoying the way Naruto's breath hitched each time I did. I could feel both him and myself growing, him in my hand, and me from getting more turned on watching his reaction. I found the head and tightened my grip, my pinky rubbing the throbbing vein theat ran underneath, while sliding my thumb over where I knew the slit was. This time, he couldn't stifle himself, and he let out a low moan, thrusting his ass hard against my own throbbing cock. I smirked and pulled my hand away. "Yep, I'm still bigger." And I resumed drinking my coffee.

Naruto stared at me for a moment, his foggy brain slowly absorbing what I'd just said. "Oh, hell no."

"Oh hell yes." I grinned, setting my empty mug down. I folded my arms across my chest, cocked my head and looked dead into his lust-glazed eyes. "I can definately tell you're smaller."

I watched as Naruto's flushed face got even redder as he stormed towards me. "Bull-shit!" And he yanked down my boxers.

"Dobe!" I hissed as rough fabric was forcefully dragged over my tender boner. I was quickly silenced as I watched him pull his down.

"C'mere," he grunted. I barely had time to admire his manhood before he twisted his fingers in the hem of my boxers and yanked me towards him, mashing our errections together. I gasped at the friction, and so did he. But then he seized my hips and pulled me away so that our shafts were side by side, and that revealed an undeniable truth. I was at least an inch bigger.

"See?" I breathed. "What did I tell you?" I was a little proud, but at the same time, definately dissappointed that this delicious contact with Naruto would end.

He shook his head. "I REFUSE to accept it!" He suddenly grabbed at my cock, and I couldn't control myself as his fingers tightened around me. A strangled moan escaped my lips.

Oh Buddah, or great leader of the universe, if it be your will for me to bend Naruto over and fuck him on my table, please guide my lube from my bedroom and into my hands!

No such thing happened, but something else was delivered. A noise from the doorway made us both turn, and I think my face turned at least seven different shades of red when we both saw Ino standing there, mouth wide open.

Nobody said anything for a minute, before she spoke. "Well, I'm just here for some more water. Carry on, I'll just sit down and watch." Her voice was hoarse and croaky, a sign her hangover was in full effect.

Naruto looked at the wall for a moment before leaping into action. "Hey, HEY INO!" I saw her wince visibly.

"Dobe, shut up! She's got a hangover!" I hissed, gently pulling my hips back to try to get him to let go of me. No such luck.

"Ino, we need you to judge something for us." His voice a tiny bit quieter. "Who's got the bigger dick?"

The expression that crossed Ino's face would have been laughable had I not been so embarassed. She smirked at me through her glass of water, and I wanted nothing more than to bash her pretty face against the table, but that would undo over five thousand dollars worth of cosmetic surgery."Well," she said laughingly, keeping her tone even. "Judging by all previous encounters with you guy's penises, which are few and far between, I'd say Sasuke does."

"See?" I half gasped, half croaked out. Naruto's hand had shifted slightly and was now rubbing against a very sensitive spot. If he didn't stop soon, I was going to cum. "Now-please-let-GO!" I panted heavily. He glared at me hard, but released me. "Finally," I grunted.

"Wow Sasuke," Ino remarked. "I never thought you'd want Naruto to let go of your cock." She smirked hard at me. I was careful to fight back a blush, and instead knocked my coffee mug over so that is hit the floor and shattered, causing no harm to me or Naru-chan, but plenty to Miss Ino's alchohol fogged brain.

"Oops," I said delicately. "Clumsy me." I gacve her a long hard look, making her blush, stand up and head back upstairs to put her head in the toilet.

Naruto pourred himself a cup of coffee and turned to me. "You won this round, bastard." he glowered

I smiled. "Yes I did."

I heard him swear under his breath. "I'mma leave in about a half hour."

My mouth dropped. "What? Why?"

"I wanna make some money today." He said casually. I stared at him. Money? I was barely seven! God, could he keep himself away from the streets for more than twelve hours?

"Why the hell are you leaving so early?" My voice was much harsher than I'd meant. I guess I could only suppress so much jealousy.

Naruto slunk back a little. "Get an early start, you know," he laughed half heartedly. "In case some of these horny tricks want an early morning fuck."

I didn't laugh. I didn't even smile. Instead I grabbed a rag and started mopping up the shards that littered the floor. "Yeah, alright," I said, much calmer this time. "I just figured you'd want to hang out today, finally rent Scary Movie 4 or whatever." I pretended to be absorbed in forcefully scrubbing a blob of coffee from between the tile grout.

I heard his feet shuffle around next to me. "Well, I would, but a guy's got bills to pay, ya know?" I focused on picking the shards up, and let one particulary sharp piece dig painfully into my hand. "Sasuke?"

I looked up. "Yeah, I get it." I forced a lopsided smile onto my face. "Go do what you gotta, man."

He grinned, looking relieved. "Alright. I'm going to get dressed." He clapped me on the shoulder, then turned and headed upstairs, following the exact trail Ino took minutes earlier.

I finished cleaning my floor and dumped all the pieces in the garbage before collapsing at the table. I focused hard on my hands, a million thoughts swirling around my head. My god, Naruto in my hands, our near naked bodies pushed flush against each other, the way his body felt lying in my arms this morning, and now he was running out on me for some guy in a suit who'd throw him a fifty for a blow job. Suit probably had a small cock too. God, I'm acting like some love starved teenager. Oh wait, I am a love starved teenager. Excuse me for being a bit childish.

Childish? No, I wasnt being childish, I was being a human. We all have a need to be loved, don't we? Its a basic human right, and I'd been deprived of that right during my childhood. It was only understandable that I craved Naruto's affection.

A couple of years ago, when I was fourteen (after me and Naruto broke up) I became a sex fiend. Anyone who'd fuck me, I'd take them. Male, female, old, young, underage, uke, seme, it didn't matter. I assumed it was because I liked the feeling, but then I started going to therapy (again), and I realized it was because I was trying to make up for all the touch I'd missed as a child. Itachi could only hug me so often, and mom was forbidden to touch me by The Asshole.

I told Naruto this, and almost immediately after, him and Iruka started hugging me. A lot. I couldn't keep them away from me, and to be honest, it was kinda annoying. But the need for sex diminished, and I was left feeling okay. Not to mention more in love with my best friend.

Nobody else touches me that much, unless you count moshpits and dance floors. And the occasional hookup. I'm sure they all love me somewhat, but rarely show it. I'm like the groups punching bag. Got a problem or feel like picking on someone? Sasu-bastards here for you! Its usually fine, but it makes me so sad sometimes. When nobody ever says anything nice about you, it hurts. Badly.

Footsteps on the stairs interrupted my train of thought, and I looked up to see Naruto, fully dressed. "I'm going now, bastard. I'll be on Hastings and Main, if you feel like seeing me today." he grinned.

I was a bit surprised. "But you said you'd hang around for another half-hour. You've got another fifteen minutes." I blurted out stupidly.

He just shrugged and started on his way out. I followed him, sething. God Naruto, can't you see how upset I am right now? Cant you see how much I want you here, not whoring yourself out?

He stopped at the door. "Well, see you Sasu!" He grinned brightly and held out his fist for me to punch. I did, and nodded. Then he continued on his way out.

Somehow, it felt wrong for me to let him leave after this morning, all those touches. But I did.

Shut up! You're acting like a needy girl! I ignored the voice in my head and sprinted up the stairs. Ino was back in bed, curled up under the covers. I slid into bed next to her. "iiiiinooooo..." I sang.

"Mmph."

I shook her lightly. "Ino..."

She threw her arms up. "What!?"

I breathed in, feeling stupid. "Can I have a hug?"

Her eyes almost rolled out of her head. "WHAT?"

"I said, can I have a hug?" I repeated, feeling really dumb.

Ino looked like she was about to say something sarcastic, but I guess she saw the look on my face because she just softened and nodded, wrapping her arms around me. I held her for a moment, closed my eyes and calmed my mind. "Thank you." I kept my eyes closed as I let go of her. I didn't want to see her judging face.

"Sasuke?" I finally opened my eyes, and found myself staring at her face. She had a look... not of sympathy or pity, but something else. I cant say, but whatever it was, I was relieved to know she wasnt judging me. "You know you're like my brother, right?"

A genuine grin spread across my face, and I wrapped my arm around her. "You too..." we were silent for a moment before she smacked me.

"I'm a girl, girl, girl!" she shoved me off the bed.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever." I rubbed my head, which was sore from her fist.

"Asshole."

"Ino?"

"Yeah?"

"Get the hell out."

-

I walked up the steps to Kiba's house before pounding on the door. At around four, some odd hours after Naruto left and I'd kicked out ino (she'd left with an "Oh shit! I'm late for my hair appointment. Why didnt you tell me earlier?"), I'd gotten a call from Kiba asking me if I wanted to come over later. I, having no food and an emo morning, gladly accepted. So at six o clock sharp, I'd driven my ass across town to where he lived with (sometimes) Hinata.

The door opened, and Kiba's face greeted me. "Hey 'Suke, come on in."

"Hows it going?" I stepped in and started unlacing my giant-ass boots. I also noticed that he looked shocked, but not in a good way. Like he'd just witnessed something troubling.

"Its okay," he grunted. Then, in a lower tone, he added "Later on, theres something I think you should see." he paused. "Dont mention it around Hinata."

I glanced up at him, surprised. Kiba never worried about anything, so this must be pretty big. Even when he found out Hinata was pregnant, he thought he was lucky, instead of being afraid of loosing his freedom.

"Honey, is that Sasuke?" Hinata's voice drifted down the hall, along with a delicious smell. Hinata is an awesome cook, and despite being asian, she has a natural flair for indian cooking, and its delicious. I think thats why Kiba fell for her so hard and fast.

"Yeah, I'm here." I called, chucking my boots off.

"Oh, you're right on time. Foods ready!"

I was already drooling at the smell. "Yummers." I followed Kiba down the tiny hallway, licking my lips.

I love Kiba's house. He lives on the poor side of town, and despite Hinata trying to buy him a new house, he wont move. Its because his beloved Granny raised him in this house, and it holds too many good memories for him to let go. Its the polar opposite of mine. Its tiny, cramped, theres no heat, the paint is peeling and the roof leaks in the bathroom, but when you walk in, you're surrounded with nothing but good vibes. In fact, this is my perfect idea of 'Home sweet home.'

I settled myself into a chair, and Hinata slid a plate of fried vegetables and unnaturally red meat in front of me. I dug in without hesitation.

Kiba sat next to me, and gave Hinata a peck on the lips. "Thanks babe." Then he dug in just as eagerly as I had.

Hinata giggled and sat across from us. "I see you like my chicken tandoori, then," she took a little bite of hers.

"Gromph yeff." I said through a mouthful of meat. Kiba just nodded eagerly.

"Oh yay," she smiled. "Maybe I should start charging people to eat my cooking." she added.

I stared at her in horror. "Oh no... no, you cannot be serious."

She grinned mischeviously. "And why not? Five bucks per plate... You'd be forking over this house's worth in a month, Sasuke."

I shook my head viciously. "No way. Hinata, what you don't understand is, something like your cooking is too good to make people pay for. Its one of those things that is a nessecety for survival, like water, or - or oxygen. If you take it from me-" pause to shove another mouthful in. "I'll die."

"Thats a risk I'm willing to take," She chuckled. "God, you guys are pigs. All that cooking... gone in minutes."

"Is there any more?" Kiba asked hopefully. We both sighed when she shook her head.

Then she turned to me. "Well? Both of you, get the hell out of here. And Sasuke, Kiba's been acting weird all day. Figure out whats wrong."

"What, we can't sit with you?" I asked, acting mock-offended.

She shook her head. "I feel crappy. Give me a few minutes alone."

"Yes mom," Kiba grunted and he pulled me into the other room where the computer was. "Okay, dude, I need to show you this, but you cant tell anyone else though, kay?" he said quietly, opening the internet.

I raised an eyebrow. "Yeah, okay, but why not? Whats so huge?"

"You'll see." he said darkly, typing an address in. A few seconds later, a black and red page popped up.

"A porno site?" I asked. "Dude, I dont need help finding these." Kiba just shook his head and clicked on a button at the side, and waited for the page to load.

"Look at this." He snarled and sat me down in the chair.

It took me a minute to process the information. Even when I did, I couldnt believe my eyes. A loud thump from the other room made Kiba investigate, but it couldn't tear my horrified eyes away from the screen. How the hell long had this been going on?

"OH MY GOD! Hinata! Sasuke, call an ambulence. NOW!" I snapped out of my comatose state and darted into the other room. I found Hinata lying flat on the ground, blood trickling down the side of her face.

"Holy shit." I breathed, grabbing the phone and punching in 911 with clumsy fingers. One ring... two rings... then-

"Nine one one, emergency response."

"Yes, hello!" I shouted. "My friend- my friend, I mean, his girlfriend is- she's pregnant and she's bleeding from the head! I-I-I think she fell backwards. She's not consious." I swallowed. My throat felt painfully dry.

The operator said something, but I wasnt listening. Kiba was checking all over her body for other injuries. Then, he got to her hips and stopped. "Sasuke," he breathed. "Her water broke."

I squeezed the phone. "What?"

"I said her water broke. She's in labour!" His eyes were wide and his voice was as panic stricken as mine.

"But - but she's three weeks early..." I stammered.

"WELL THE BABY DOESNT KNOW THAT!"

"Okay... okay..." I gasped. I brought the phone to my ear. "Her water broke. The baby's comming, and she's bleeding and unconsious. Send an ambulance. Fast! Thank you!" And I slammed the phone down.

Knees shaking, I stumbled over to Where Kiba was sitting with Hinata, talking to her. "Its okay Hinata. Baby? I love you... just wake up, Hinata, wake up!" Listening to him, I bit my lip so hard that blood started trickling down my chin. As I checked her pulse, I felt sick to my stomach. Not just about Hinata's unconsious, bloody figure, but also over the horrible image of Ino on the computer screen. One friend near dead, and the other an underage porn star. Bad things happen in threes, right? I didn't know what could possibly happen to make this situation worse...

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