I awoke to the sound of a frying pan sizzling in the early morning. My eyes drooped and I fumbled with the thought of going to bed, still. My curtains were parted revealing a hazy light purple that was slowly fading to a purpleish blue, the sun was rising above the hokage statues making them glimmer in glory. The other side of my bed was made neat while the sheets on my half were tossed and curled around my legs. My night cap lay loyally beside me on my white pillowcase. Half of my buttons on my shirt were undone and I starred at them for several long moments. Should I undo them? Who cares, speaking of who cares, who the hell is in my house?

Memories of last night, flooded my head. I remembered the strong need I felt for Sasuke's presence. I remember how I had finally relaxed into his arms and fell into a deep sleep. So, Sasuke had to be here. Who else would be here, making me breakfast?

I slowly pushed my legs over the side of my bed, trying to untangle the mess of sheets that were twisted around me. I gasped as the cold floors touched my feet and the warmness fled like a shinobi from a match that could not be won.

I stumbled to the kitchen, still cold from the wood floors. I tripped over several open scrolls that lay around my room. Sasuke was standing there, at my stove and was cooking some fish in a skillet.

"Sasuke...?" I felt the heat rise to my face like the fire warming the pan. He turned at me, just slightly. So he could see me with one eye. His glance was casual and oddly soft, the silver so bright it reminded me of mercury.

"Yes?" His voice was so calm, almost eager. Had we done something last night, that I don't remember?

"What are you doing?" I wondered half to my self. He shrugged lightly, and I could see his lip twitch up into a half-smile.

"I'm making you breakfast... I couldn't have you drinking rotten milk and eating ramen or cereal every morning." He laughed gently. He was being kind, too kind.

"Thanks..?" I smiled with a wide grin stretching from here to Africa. He laughed again, the sound coming easy and comfortable.

"Don't mention it., seriously don't mention it..." Sasuke said with gentle malice in his tone. He was worried about his reputation after all, he still did care what people thought...

"Fine..." I grumbled and sat down at the table, I cross my legs on the ground and picked at the tatami mats that were underneath me and the table.

"What did I say now?" Sasuke asked with a gentle sigh. I could hear the soft impatience and sadness reentering his tone and body stature.

"Nothing... nothing at all." I whispered trying to remain as calm and collected as I could, he made it hard sometimes.

"Liar..." He growled and turned to me, the mercury in his eyes seeming dull now. I flinched back from him and pushed my head onto the table.

"You... just... are always so worried about your reputation and what people think." I whispered into the dark oak table.

"Oh... so now I'm the bad guy because I want to keep you safe?" His sinister laugh echoed in the tension filled air.

"Protecting me?" I gave a soft false laugh and he brought his harsh silver eyes down and me. The glare was deadly, and I could feel the heat starting to burn a hole in my cotton shirt.

"Do you know how many girls would be beating the shit out of you, if I let everyone know my softness towards you? Sakura would wail on you and so would any other girl that found out. So I'm sorry if I'm a little protective over you." His glare lessened and I finally peaked around my shirt at him.

"You... you have a weakness towards me?" I mumbled into my shirt, he gave me another sympathetic half smile.

"Yes... sadly I do...." He turned back to the stove and I could see that, that would be the end of our conversation. I waited until the sweet dumplings were put out and then waited even longer for the rice and fish. I dug into the rice with chopsticks and gobbled up the fish. Then all that was left was the sweet dumplings that came in the colors of blue pink and green.

"Mm... Sasuke this is delicious..." I grinned widely and watched Sasuke. He smiled gently back at me, his own sign of thank you. I picked at the dumplings and sorted them by color and then ate one individually.

"Domo Arigato... Naruto..." Sasuke had finally finished his fish and rice and was now moving onto his dumplings and instead of picking at them like me, he just ate all three off the stick.

"My goodness Sasuke, that's a lot to handle." I giggled in mockery, his mercury had returned and they rolled gently as if some other force had dropped the dripping balls into his eyes.

"Maybe for you," his tongue slid smoothly from between his white teeth. I glanced down at the table, roses dancing over my cheeks.

"No... I have no idea what my mouth is capable of...." I decided to play along with his sexual tease.

"Oh... Really?" He dragged out his words, turning them into sarcasm. I shrugged with a gentle role of the two oceans in the middle of head.

"Yup, Yup..." I chuckled a wide grin dancing on my lips. He leaned back, pushing his foot onto the table. He was balancing his chair on its back legs. He seemed bemused at this thought.

"Naruto... have you ever tried to seduce Sakura?" Sasuke whispered, his silver eyes were shut peacefully.

"Well... it depends on what you consider seduce..." I replied with a sheepish grin. His eyes opened quickly and closed in just the same manner.

"Have you ever tried to actually formally ask her on a date?" He mumbled, and this time he actually sounded tired.

"Well sorta.... I mean I've always tried to offer up myself when you turned her down. And one time I tried to hug her and she punched me or slapped me... I can't remember."

"She slapped you, well maybe she doesn't like the common-looking-guy?" Once again pink flesh slid between his perfect teeth and for a second that was all I could think about.

"Ha! Your one to talk about typical, Uchiha. All of your clan have the same Silver eyes and brown blackish hair. Big deal you have a smidge of blue in yours. To me, you look like a common Asian." At first I wasn't sure if what I had just said was painful or not.

"Common huh? Of course I'm not common, I'm one of the few lasting survivors of my clan…" He was such an actor, he suppressed all the anger in his tone. The only sign of his anger was the lack of toxic metal in his eyes.

"S-Sasuke… I didn't mean it like that. I'm sorry," I whispered and one callused hand slipped out from under me and across the table towards him.

"It's fine…" He whispered and once again he shut his eyes, blocking me out of his world. I didn't know what to say now, I shouldn't have said any thing about his clan.

"Don't lie… SummiMasen, Sasuke-kun." I pulled back my hand, awaiting his venom filled words, that I knew would sting like a vampire's first bite.

"It doesn't matter… the past is in the past…" He waved off the conflict with a flick of his artistic hand.

"If you left the past in the past then you wouldn't have left Konoha for revenge," I whispered bitterly. I could feel his teeth clench and I glanced at the snow that covered his clenched fists.

"Oh… so now we are going to go back?" He growled and stood up, just a blur of white and black. The silver had completely left their hiding place. I flinched back digging my head into the table.

"Well, Naruto?!" The malice grew more and more and I could sense the void building in his heart. I swiftly glanced at him and I could see his obsidian eyes flicker to blood red and back again. I gulped again, now not of nervousness and not out of direct fear of his strength.

I was terrified that he would rebuild that wall that I had so carefully taken down to expose the old Sasuke. I couldn't speak, a kunai had some how managed to lodge itself in my throat.

"Gomenasai, Sasuke…" I shied away, what else was I to do?

Everything seemed quiet, Sasuke hadn't moved or said a word. And I had yet to glance up at those hate filled eyes that he had such trouble controlling. But as several long minutes went by I couldn't help but to glance up at his silver eyes. He was rubbing at his neck and shoulders and his eyes were closed. I pulled my head away from my only support and straightened my self.

"You know… you have really become submissive." His less than humored tone chuckled darkly at me. I bit back the rush of insults that wanted to burst out like a spitting cobra. Me submissive, HA! You have to be fucking kidding me, that damned ass hole. Who was he to tell me that I'm submissive, but hey what ever he wants to think?

"I just don't want to lose you again," I shrugged an ounce of anger twitching in my shoulders. I could feel him watching me, for any sign of submission.

"I'm not leaving Naruto, I promised you that last night. I also promised that I wouldn't use it against you again, I haven't forgotten." He whispered, stepping closer to me. I could feel his icy hand slither over my shoulder.

"good…" I could sense the crystals of love rising to the gates of my wide open heart. He did remember his promise to me…

"Don't cry." He pulled my limp body into his arms, he was so strong i felt like a duckling that was being caged by the fox's teeth. Wasn't that supposed to be the other way around?

"I'm not..." I whimpered and pushed my face into his chest, he was still cold. No matter where i touched him, he was cold. Of course, I haven't touched every where yet.

"It's okay... it's okay to cry..." He whispered into my corn silk hair. Even as i hunched over heavily i was just short enough to push my head in the pocket between his neck and collar bone. But if I leaned up i was easily at eye level.

"I know that, Sasuke-kun... And I'm sorry about what i said." Sasuke nodded slowly and pulled back. I wasn't so sure if my apology was enough to make him forgive my harsh words. I no longer wanted to argue, I wanted to be peaceful with him.

"It's all right, Naruto... nothing personal. You were only saying it out of heat." Sasuke stepped back further, his foot just barely missing the edge of the door way.

"Why are you backing up like that?" I stepped forward and he repeated my movements. Was he taunting me or was he backing away for a different reason?

"Come and see for your self," I smirk danced perfectly over his lips. He is taunting me, he wants to play.

"Fine..." I charged forward and Sasuke immediately took the needed steps back and tripped right over the arm of the couch and landed on his back. I pounced on him and pinned his arms above his head. He glared at me with his own playful look. I smiled a soft memory flashing in my head, "You haven't looked at me like that since we were nine."

"What?" He looked confused and gently embarrassed. His cheeks glowed with the gentlest of pastel pink. The moist muscle in my chest started to ache, for what reason I was completely unsure.

"You haven't given me... th-that playful glare of yours since we were at least nine." I confirmed slowly as the ache increased. It seemed like I had lost so many memories in the time that he was gone but in fact it was the memories that I had never obtained that were hurting me.

"Oh..." His hair fell across his vulnerable mercury eyes, making him look more innocent than he was capable of.

"It makes me wonder how many times we could have played around if you had stayed... it made me ache in places that i had forgotten...." I mumbled consciously under my breath. Sasuke's jaw tightened in one jerk of his muscles.

"I thought you said...." He started in his harshest hurt tone and i immediately took my side to defend.

"No... wait... i didn't mean it like that. I just meant I want to know what it'd be like. If we would have still played like this."

"When I first had gone to Orochimaru I spent a very long time thinking about what would have happened if I had stayed. Would I have completed my mission and still have kept my friends? Would I have remained happy and the anger in my heart would have eased...." All anger had left his voice and he was now talking calm and staring at the brown ceiling. I traced shapes into the orange, suede futon that we were laying on. The black arm of the futon was uncomfortably digging into my shin.

"I'm glad that you didn't immediately forget about us.," I noted as i slid my leg off of the metal bars and onto the beige tatami mats. Sasuke bent his legs up so that they weren't draped over the coal bars. It wasn't hard to see why girls would stand in line just to try and get a chance with him. He was perfectly toned, and his raven hair reflected brilliantly off of his creamy pale skin. He was tall, easily five foot six. An inch taller than my own stature. He was calm and always made them chase, though he never game them an award for their troubles. But I never really noticed how dedicated some girls were and still are. I never knew that Sakura's affections ran deeper than looks. She had fallen in love with the fake Sasuke, the cold uncaring facade that he plastered so the real world couldn't see his cuts. And that facade had finally turned into him and that's what he became, nothing more than a shell of his former self.

But as we lay here and he offers me that look of our child days, I can see that he still has Sasuke in there, and all it would take was a little prying. I needed to sew up those wounds, but how much me would that take? possibly all of me. Was I willing to give my self to Sasuke in any way he needed? Of course I would, I would and will do anything for Sasuke... After all i spent a good majority of my time either thinking or chasing him. I will not risk it now.

"I've always remembered at least you... you have always been the nagging itch at my spine. The spot, where i cannot reach. Sakura and Kakashi eventually left my mind and all i could see were your soft naive eyes flashing feral and back..." His eyes were shut tight, like he was wishing away a bad dream. My finger traced a heart design into his cheek and his eyes snapped open in bewilderment. His mercury eyes glanced to the side, "Naruto... don't touch me so familiarly."

"But I am familiar with you... I am familiar with ever line on your face... and your body..." I whispered unaware of how sexual i was coming off. I could tell that he hadn't been touched much since he left, his skin quivered to my every movement. My guide trailed down his neck, the opposite side of his curse mark, His body shivered once more under my gentle touch.

"Na-Naruto..." He whispered, his eyes shaking slightly. I couldn't tell why he was acting so odd to a touch. I wasn't touching him in a very sexual way, just intimately. I think mainly he was doing it because one I'm male, two he's not used to anyone taking the step to touch me.

"Sasuke... I... Your... i'm so bad at words...." I cursed my self silently and wrapped my arms under him. At first he didn't react and laid perfectly still under me. Then he relaxed and wrapped his arms around me, his body shaking still. And for the first i could feel his normally steady heart pounding in an oddly fast rhythm. He was nervous or confused, I couldn't tell which. Some part in the back of my mind, twisted and contorted and then i felt a new ache stab at my heart. I didn't know how to respond to it, it wasn't a bad feeling but i really felt confused about it.

Steamy crystals pricked at my eyes, and I wanted to cry and laugh at the same time. I've always wanted Sasuke to be so close, I've always enjoyed his touch. His smell has always intoxicated me to the point of nausea. I've always enjoyed when he admitted to liking me in some way whether brotherly or friendly.

There was even this one moment of intimacy when we were younger. After our fight with Haku, He had slowly let a finger fall down my cheek and then he began to caress my jaw and throat. I wondered at first if this was a plan to choke me, but then he began tracing my whiskers in a way that sent flirting waves of hormones down my body.

But this, this was different. So very different then those quick filtered hormones. His blush awoke my natural senses that i had tried to bury for so long. His body laid confused under mine, his arm tight almost demanding around my neck awoke the real deal. I wasn't feeling the basic hormone spike, i was getting the real high. He wasn't touching me in places that my mind wondered about, but the way we were. the way he was acting, sent thrills of pure pleasure through me. My hips began to sway, my body wanting much more than i was willing to offer. I wasn't going to force Sasuke into pleasing my over seduced body any more than he led onto.

"Naruto... you okay?" He whispered into my ear, sharp pains of pleasure stabbing at me and I immediately wanted to groan in impatience. My hips rolled just enough for him to feel me brush by. His breath caught, as if he finally realized what my mind was thinking. I already knew from past experience that he could read my mind to an extent. I wasn't sure if he was ever aware of it after he had said it, "Naruto.. what are you doing?"

My mind went blank for a minute and my mouth refused to answer his question though my brain already calculated my response. I wanted to admit to him, just how badly i want him. But i was never sure if i really wanted him or if i was just using my hormones as an excuse to keep him close. I leaned up, putting my weight onto my palms and let my hair dangle down like blonde icicles. His silver eyes were open, staring at me, an almost pleasured tone in his smoldering eyes. This expression caught me off guard and my face betrayed me quickly, pink beginning to dance on my whiskers. He flashed an amused smile and his eyes lowered gently, he was acting strange again. The same mood changing as earlier only this time his moods were switching with hormones and not aggression.

"Summimasen, Sasuke-Kun..." I whispered and leaned back onto my shins, he slowly sat up. His weight had been countered onto his elbows and he seemed comfortable though the silence was bothering me. It was a little hard to breath with Sasuke giving me such an appealing look. He seemed to be taking in every detail of my body, his eyes never missing an inch. It was embarrassing to have someone looking at your every imperfection, it was even worse that you couldn't tell which part of you was most unappealing.

"Naruto tell me exactly what you were doing..." Sasuke's tone was calm, like always. His eyes landed on mine easily meeting the blue as if it held the same emotions. He had always met me head on, and sometimes i couldn't match him. I always felt lower than him whether not i like to admit. So, i commonly felt submissive, though i would never display it freely.

kakashi- 5'11

sasuke 5'6 --- Author notes

naruto 5'5