AKA The long lost Sasuke chapter

Wow! I had so many people upset about the end of the last chapter! Pfft, like I wasn't expecting that. Who am I kidding? I don't like bashing characters, so Karin's not gonna be a total bitch, I don't care what anyone says. She's really kinda mellow, but hey they're in grad school in college, they're all a bit more mature than their teenage selves, right? Oh well, that's how I justify it at least :p But don't worry, the boys are working on it!

Sooo who's ready to find out what the eff Sasuke has been doing since he disappeared off the face of the earth and what's going on in that boy's head? You? Then this chapter is for you! You get that plus an extra Enjoy!

Warning: Some minor het action. It's kind of important so get over it.
Also, haven't read over this chapter after writing it. I'll fix it later if I need to.

The past three weeks for Sasuke had been…strange. He told himself that with all that had happened, it really shouldn't have surprised him how he'd reacted to Naruto's reaction to the whole girlfriend thing. Yet here he still was, surprised and irritated, not that he'd ever show it.

He'd expected the blatant shock on his friend's face as he'd watched him across the room. What he hadn't expected was the brief look of pain and absolute despair that had flashed across his face for less than a second before he put on his 'happy mask'. What he really hadn't expected was the feeling of the bottom of his gut dropping and his chest twinging, right where his heart was, when he'd seen that look. He'd nearly had the urge to run over and tell him that it had all been a joke, a cruel joke, but of course he refrained from doing so.

Why should he feel…guilty? Was that what this feeling was? Guilt? Whatever it was, he didn't like it and he didn't understand why he felt that way to begin with, hence the extreme irritation. It is a rare day indeed that an Uchiha does not understand something and, in these rare cases, all hell breaks loose.

In any case, Sasuke had nothing to apologize for, so he'd stayed put right where he was and managed to carry through with the introductions even as his thoughts were running every which way. He allowed Naruto to excuse himself with some bullshit excuse after making a polite amount of small talk with Karin, waving him off distractedly.

He listened with half an ear as Karin continued to chatter at him. Luckily, she didn't seem to need more than a simple nod of the head or noncommittal hum every once in a while to keep her thinking that he was listening. Apparently it was occasionally beneficial that he wasn't much of a talker.

They walked out of the deli, he allowing her to take his hand. They simply walked around campus for a while, enjoying the uncharacteristically warm weather for the time of year. He didn't realize that she had been silent for several minutes until she touched his shoulder gently.

"You seem distracted," she said quietly, guiding them to a stone bench just off the path they'd been walking.

He badly wanted to roll his eyes. No shit. Instead he sat with her and replied, "Just a lot on my mind."

She was quiet again then asked, "Do you want to talk about it?"

He shook his head mutely.

"Okay. It's about that friend of yours, isn't it?"

He eyed her warily before curtly saying, "Yes."

She nodded. "I figured. Did I interrupt something important?" she asked hesitantly. "I'm sorry."

Sasuke shook his head again. "No, no you didn't. It was probably good that you came, actually," he said, finally looking at her.

She smiled. They stayed in companionable silence before Karin asked, "Sasuke? Why did you suddenly decide to go out with me?"

He stiffened. "Do you really need a reason?"

She shrugged. "Not really, I suppose. I guess I should just consider myself lucky to get to call you mine for at least this short amount of time," she said, kicking her legs back and forth as she watched her feet stir up little dust clouds. "I know you don't really like me, though."

"I never said that," Sasuke said half-heartedly.

She smiled wryly at him. "Please. I've been chasing after you for years and you never knew I existed until just recently. I'm pretty sure I was just the closest girl you could find at a desperate time," she said in a rare moment of perceptiveness.

Sasuke didn't say anything in response. She was partially right. "You seemed at least semi-intelligent," he finally said.

She laughed lightly. "Ah. I guess I'll take that as a compliment coming from you."

He smirked. "You should."

"Just so you know, this doesn't mean that we're breaking up," she informed him nonchalantly, examining her nails.

He arched in eyebrow in reply. "Oh?" he said dryly.

She nodded once, firmly. "Yes. I'm gonna hang onto you as long as I can, whether it's genuine or not. You obviously need me for something, so I'm going to take advantage of you and your vulnerability," she enunciated, leaning in towards him with a waggle of her eyebrows. Sasuke snorted at this and she grinned mischievously. "Besides, who knows? Maybe you'll come around and actually start to like me."

"I wish it were so easy," Sasuke muttered ruefully to himself.

"Hmm?" she questioned, not having heard him clearly.

"Nothing," he said with a small sigh, leaning back on his palms. "I suppose you can stick around," he finally acknowledged.

"Good, because I didn't plan on giving you any choice," she said matter-of-factly.

He found himself almost chuckling, but shook his head instead. "So do I still have to call you my girlfriend?" he asked.

"You can call me whatever you want, baby, but I'm still going to call you my boyfriend until you give me a good reason not to," she told him.

He rolled his eyes. "I doubt I could make you stop if I tried," he mumbled.

She shot him that grin again, all teeth, telling him he was exactly right.

He gave her a light shove. "You're creepy," he said as he stood up from the bench.

He nearly had to laugh once more at the look of shocked outrage on her face. "E-excuse me?" she finally spluttered. "I am an elegant, beautiful, confident woman. Nothing about me is creepy."

"I beg to differ," Sasuke replied mockingly.

"Hmph!" She glared reproachfully at him, but he saw her lips wobbling in an effort not to pull upward. "You, Mr. Uchiha, are not a gentleman at all," she said prissily as she stood up and dusted off the back of her pants, her nose in the air.

"But I still loooove you!" she exclaimed, pouncing on him suddenly, wrapping her arms around him and rubbing her face on his shoulder.

Sasuke let out a "Gack!" at the completely unexpected attack before quickly disentangling himself from her. She laughed and danced out of his reach. "See you tomorrow?" she asked.

"Don't count on it, you crazy woman," he muttered darkly.

"Okay, see you then!" she called as if he hadn't said anything, waving as she sauntered away.

Sasuke shook his head again, but found he might not mind seeing her every once in a while after all.

He sat back on the bench, knowing he'd probably get more privacy there than he would where he'd been staying since kids these days never went outside anymore. He leaned back on his palms again, releasing a heavy sigh. The last few weeks really had been long…

…

Despite his initial conviction that he was never going to drink alcohol ever again, he'd found himself doing so, almost desperately, only a few nights after he'd gotten back from Naruto's. His pursuit of denial, which was something he'd been quite familiar with his whole life, was much more driving than that decision three days prior. With the alcohol clouding his mind, he didn't have to think about what had happened and he quit trying to remember every tiny detail. Besides, the cause of his problems wasn't there, so it really wasn't a big deal.

At least that was what he had thought at the time. It went alright at first. He drank, hooked up with girls left and right just to show that he could, punched the one guy that had the nerve to come up and proposition him right in the face – all good. This went on for a few nights in a row. Then, a week and a half after The Incident, he'd hooked up with her.

When he'd first seen her, he wasn't quite sure what to think. He thought he could possibly be interested, but it wasn't an immediate attraction. She had a huge smile, more of a grin really, with smile lines around her mouth and eyes showing that she flashed it quite often. She had short blonde hair, but she still looked very feminine, with big blue eyes full of mischief. She didn't do the shy, come hither looks from beneath long lashes like most girls did; instead, she would stare boldly at him every once in a while as she talked to her friends, occasionally throwing him a playful wink. He couldn't help but stare back.

When he noticed her break away from her friends and head towards him, he threw back the rest of his drink, feeling it burn all the way down his throat, warming his belly. She leaned against the bar in front of him, looking at her nails. Finally, she looked up at him. "You know, I've been waiting for you to come over to me for the past hour," she informed him, brow arched high.

"Oh?" he intoned, his own dark eyebrow rising toward his hairline.

"Yeah, so either you're just not interested or you're a wuss. You were always looking back when I looked over and your cheeks would turn the cutest shade of pink when I winked, so I'm guessing it was the latter," she drawled in amusement, her eyes dancing with silent laughter.

Sasuke glowered and tried his best to keep that very same flush from his cheeks once again but failed. Damn fair skin!

She threw back her head and laughed. Not a cute school-girl giggle, but a full-blown laugh. He liked that.

"So Mr. Dark and Mysterious, would you like to join me out there?" she asked, tilting her head towards the writhing mass of people on the small dance floor.

"Not really the dancing type," Sasuke answered with a crooked smirk, managing to shove away the memories that were trying to resurface about the last time he'd done so.

She rolled her eyes. "Of course you're not. Well, the least you can do is buy me a drink since I walked all the way over here just for you," she demanded.

"Yes, my lady," he said sarcastically with a small bow before fluidly turning and tapping on the bar. The bartender finished up with the customer he'd been serving before approaching Sasuke.

"Yes, sir, what can I get for ya?" he asked, wiping the back of his hand across his forehead.

As Sasuke opened his mouth to answer, his female friend beat him to it, ordering for the both of them.

"What if I hadn't wanted that?" he asked, crossing his arms and pretending to act like he was offended.

She shrugged. "Not my problem," she replied with another grin.

Sasuke simply shook his head and waited for the bartender to finish preparing their drinks. As he took a seat on an empty stool, she leaned back against the bar, her elbows propped up on top of it. "So, Brooding Beauty, if you're not up for dancing, what are you up for?" she asked, her smile coy and her eyes nearly dancing with mischief.

Wow, he hadn't even had to do any work at all for this one; it just fell right into his lap. Instead of responding verbally, he threw her a slow, sultry smirk as their drinks were set down in front of them.

She chuckled lowly, sipping at hers. "My place or yours?" she asked softly.

"Yours," he replied, knowing there was no guarantee of privacy where he was staying. Also, this way she didn't know where he lived in case she ended up being a stalker like all the others.

She reached out to touch his thigh before slowly sliding that hand down his thigh to grab his hand that had been resting on his knee. She tugged him off his stool, laughing when he stumbled slightly at the unexpected action. "Come on!" she urged, tugging insistently at the hand she held captive.

He drank a bit more of his drink before setting it and several notes of cash on the bar. He had no idea where her drink had disappeared to, but found he didn't care as he let this girl drag him out of the building. He wasn't so much aroused by her as he was intrigued. And she seemed oddly familiar…

As they reached the parking lot, the blonde spun around and walked backwards so she could face him as she said, "Hey, I didn't drive here, so can we take your ride? That'll also make it easier for you to leave, too, when you're ready."

"Okay," he answered indifferently.

"Awesome." She grinned. "So which one is yours, hotshot?"

Sasuke pointed and she danced her way over. "Nice," she said simply when she was standing next to it. Sasuke nodded in agreement and unlocked it.

"Ok, so there are going to be some rules here," she said firmly as she slid into the leather passenger seat.

"I'm listening," Sasuke said warily.

"First and foremost: there will be protection used," she said seriously.

"Well, duh," Sasuke said with a roll of his eyes.

"Good! Next: no names," she continued.

Sasuke nodded. He could work with that.

"Third: this is a onetime deal. Just a 'wham-bam-thank-you-maam' and that's it."

Sasuke had to grin at that.

"And lastly: have fun! I promise I won't tell anyone that you're not always cool and calm and 'super awesome bad boy' if you just let loose and enjoy yourself. You look like you need that," she said, looking him up and down critically.

Sasuke snorted but didn't deny it.

"Sound alright?" she asked, leaning back in her seat comfortably.

Alright? It sounded bloody perfect! It was everything he'd ever wanted in a hook-up. Of course he didn't actually say as much but just said, "I think I can work with that."

She laughed and chattered with him (well, more like she chattered and he occasionally listened and grunted in response) in between directions to her apartment.

When they reached the complex, she led him to her building and up the stairs to her place. After she unlocked the door and let him in, Sasuke barely had time to get even a brief glimpse of the place inside before he was shoved up against the closed door with a hungry mouth on top of his. His eyes widened in shock before he realized what exactly was going on and his eyes slid shut as he began responding. She had him pinned against the door by his shoulders in a surprisingly strong grip, which, for some reason, Sasuke found quite arousing. He found himself briefly imagining her hands larger and her stature taller before he shoved those, and any other, thoughts away in favor of the heat running through his veins.

He let her tug him across her living room to her bedroom, maintaining their lip lock. She slammed the door shut behind him and shoved him in the direction of the bed. "Clothes off," she growled. He hurried to comply, seeing her do the same.

He never was one for touching his partners any more than necessary when he had sex with them, which made some girls quite irritated. That didn't seem to be a problem here though as she took charge, often pinning his arms or hands so that he couldn't touch even if he wanted to. God, this was perfect.

She eventually slithered down his body as he lay on his back, drawing his cock into her mouth. He bit down hard on his lip to keep from gasping. That was fantastic. She had him so enraptured that he hadn't noticed anything strange until there was a finger pressing against the cleft of his ass, dragging down to rest on his entrance. When she started applying more pressure to that finger, he jumped and his eyes flew open, his mind clearing.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" he hissed.

"Hush," she admonished, lifting her mouth from his cock but not moving her finger. "Rule number 4, remember? It'll feel good, I promise," she whispered before lowering her mouth again and taking him in all the way until he was brushing the back of her throat. He gasped harshly and arched his back slightly, unwittingly pressing against the finger that had been conveniently forgotten.

She managed to fully wiggle her index finger inside of him without much protest from him. Sasuke didn't really know why he was being rather docile and letting her do this to him. Oh yeah, maybe it was the amazing things she was doing with her mouth.

It took a little more work to squeeze a second finger in there, but she managed, slowly and gently. Luckily, she had very skinny fingers. Once that mission had been accomplished, she crooked her fingers just so. Sasuke felt a small jolt the first time she did it, but continued to concentrate solely on his lovely blow job. Each successive time after that, however, that jolt got stronger and stronger until it became a blaze of liquid heat flowing through his veins.

She lifted off his cock once again as she observed him writhe on her bed, clamping both hands over his mouth as he tried desperately to contain his moans. Fantastic. She watched with hungry eyes as she continued her fingers' ministrations, watching him come undone as he came with a soundless cry. She crawled back up his body to whisper in his ear, "See? Felt good, didn't it." It wasn't a question.

Sasuke glared up at her, though the effect was lost as he was panting lightly. "Not. A. Word about it," he grit out.

She chuckled but obeyed. "Ready for the real deal?" she whispered instead as she worked him up again.

He nodded and continued to let her move at her pace throughout the rest of the affair. And if he kept his eyes screwed tightly shut the whole night except to catch snatches of blonde hair, blue eyes, and tan skin, that was okay. And if those brief glimpses made him almost think of…someone else? Well, nobody had to know that…

…

Sasuke groaned as he remembered it, moving to lie fully on the stone bench, throwing an arm over his face. That had been the best sex he'd ever had, by far. On his drive home later that night, he'd tried to deny that he'd enjoyed letting someone else have the power and dominance, but he was hard-pressed to argue against it. And that had scared him.

The whole reason he'd started his nightly fling seeking was to feel powerful and in control. He had been neither the night before. Yet he hadn't felt degraded either. She had taken care of him and helped him let loose and that had been…okay. Even so, he wasn't terribly eager for a repeat, so he'd quit going out every night and figured a steady girlfriend (a regular girl, mind you, no fireballs like that one) would be a better choice. At the time, Karin had been trying to talk him up every time he was on campus and he'd actually engaged in conversations with her a few times, so she'd seemed a decent choice. There wasn't anyone who he actually liked, so he just picked the lesser evil he could find.

It hadn't quite worked like he'd thought it would. It hadn't stopped the thoughts from continuing to try to invade his mind. And the half-remembered dreams didn't stop either. Sasuke was good at denial, one of the best, even, but he knew he couldn't keep it all at bay forever. Maybe this talk this weekend would help after all; he could clear the air, tell Naruto it had all been a drunken mistake, and move on.

Tch. Yeah, right. Who was he kidding? Naruto would never let it go so easily. Maybe it really was as bad an idea as he'd originally thought.

Sasuke growled to himself as he forced himself to just stop thinking about all of it. He'd just have to see what happened this weekend when he decided to grace Naruto with his presence. No use agonizing about it until then.

…

The weather had taken a turn for the worse once again, Sasuke noticed late Saturday afternoon. He glared up at the sky as if that would stop the pouring rain. It didn't. At least it still wasn't too cold so it wasn't freezing rain. He shook his head, grabbed an umbrella, and walked briskly to his car.

When he made it to the apartment parking lot, he turned off the car and sat for a while, his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly. His heart was beating rapidly as he thought about all the terrible ways this confrontation could go. He snorted and shook his head at himself before shoving his way out of the car and striding resolutely to the building.

Sasuke let himself into their apartment. Their apartment. Was it really still theirs? It was pretty much only Naruto's now, unless he'd gotten another roommate to fill in. The thought of that pissed him off.

He shut the front door quietly behind him as he took off his shoes and set down his umbrella, slightly on edge as he looked around, half expecting Naruto to come barreling out of nowhere and tackle him or some other sort of rambunctious greeting. When nothing came, he frowned slightly. Was the moron even there? He meandered through the living room, kitchen, and bathroom, but no Naruto. He checked Naruto's room to see if he was still sleeping. Nope. He even checked his own room, but the idiot wasn't there either. Huh. He really wasn't there.

He knew he should have been relieved since they'd made the deal that he wouldn't have to talk about The Incident if Naruto wasn't there when he came, but he wasn't. He thought he'd find him sprawled in the living room, right inside the front door, ready to confront him at any moment. Maybe Naruto didn't really care as much as he had let on. Sasuke's frown deepened.

He sat down on the edge of his bed for a moment, brooding. He sighed heavily and got up to walk to the kitchen. He grabbed the pad of paper and pen that sat next to the refrigerator. It had originally been put there in one of Naruto's particularly ambitious moods so that they would start making lists for groceries, thus reducing impulse buys and helping them eat better. It had never been used. He smirked softly at the thought as he wrote his note, letting the dumbass know that he'd come by and missed his chance and not to bother him about this again.

Even after he'd finished writing what he'd meant to, he stood there, pen in hand. He was dawdling and he knew it. Why? This was ridiculous. He dropped the pen abruptly, spun on his heel and stuck the note on the fridge before leaving the kitchen, marching determinedly to the front door. He had just slipped one shoe on and was in the process of putting on the other when the front door burst open, narrowly missing smacking him in the head. He froze, his foot raised about a foot in the air as he bent over to pull his shoe on, his right index and middle finger poised in the heel of it.

Naruto strode inside like he was on a mission, sticking his head in every room. Sasuke straightened back up as he watched him. When he reached the kitchen, Sasuke saw him pop in, look around intently, then walk back out before doing a double take and walking backwards back into it. He yanked Sasuke's note off the door of the fridge, reading it quickly before crumpling it in his fist and standing there very quietly. Sasuke heard nothing but the low hum of the refrigerator and the soft tick of the clock in the living room. Then there was a loud bang that made him jump slightly followed by an exclaimed, "Goddammit!"

When he leaned a little to his left, Sasuke could see Naruto standing with the fist that he'd used to crumple his note resting on the flat of the door. Ah, so that had been the big bang. Idiot. What did he think he'd accomplish by punching the refrigerator door? He did have to admit, albeit grudgingly, that he was slightly impressed when Naruto slowly lowered his hand to reveal the dented door beneath it. Well, apparently his worries about whether Naruto had really cared or not were unfounded; he was obviously very upset that he'd missed his chance.

Now Sasuke had a dilemma, though. Did he leave quietly or did he let Naruto know that he hadn't quite left yet? It would be easy to leave, he knew, because Naruto was too distracted by his emotions. When he got that way, he blocked everything else out. So why did he find himself clearing his throat loudly? Right after he did it, he hoped that Naruto hadn't heard him, but that hope was quickly dashed to pieces when Naruto's head snapped up in his direction. His eyes had been narrowed in suspicion, but when he realized who it was, they widened comically.

Naruto quickly covered the steps between the kitchen and the entryway, leaving a few yards between them. He stood and stared quietly, almost as if he couldn't quite believe that Sasuke was really there. Sasuke stared back.

He realized that Naruto had been out in the rain, obviously without an umbrella since he was soaked. His hair was dripping, the blond spikes crazier than usual from where Naruto had presumably shoved a hand through it to keep it out of his face. Sasuke had seen him do it many times. He was wearing only a white undershirt, the left sleeve pushed up his arm to rest on his shoulder. The thin material was nearly transparent as it clung tightly to Naruto's wet form. He could clearly see every defined muscle in his torso, as well as he could see his nipples, pebbled from the cold wetness against them. The basketball shorts he wore were heavy with saturation, falling dangerously low on his lean hips and revealing a wide strip of tan skin between the waistband and where his shirt had ridden up on his stomach. It allowed Sasuke a perfect view of the cut 'V' between Naruto's hips and the wispy trail of blond hair, stained darker from the rain. Realizing what exactly he'd been staring at, Sasuke snapped his eyes up to a safer view, staring instead at Naruto's partially bare left shoulder.

At least he'd thought it would be safer. He found himself oddly fascinated, though, by the intricate shift and flex of Naruto's bicep. He finally realized that the muscles he was admiring were moving because Naruto kept fisting his hands, something he always did when he was struggling for control. What could the problem be? He frowned in thought and finally brought his eyes up to look at Naruto's face.

As soon as he'd looked up, Sasuke heard a low rumble emanate from Naruto's chest before he said, "Sasuke. Don't look at me like that." His voice was an octave lower than normal, and rough, in a way that made Sasuke's breath hitch. He ignored that in favor of his confusion.

"Look at you like what?" he asked, then wondered if that had really been him that had spoken. His voice had almost been as husky as Naruto's had. He suddenly had a sinking feeling that he knew how he'd been looking at him.

Naruto stalked towards him slowly, watching how Sasuke's nostrils flared and his pupils dilated as he got closer and closer until the black nearly consumed the dark iris. Sasuke didn't notice as he took a small step backwards in defense. Naruto finally stopped about a foot away from Sasuke, not touching him.

"Did you come here to tell me that that night meant nothing? That it was just a stupid drunken mistake?" Naruto asked lowly.

"Of course," Sasuke scoffed, his voice coming out solidly despite his pounding heart and the adrenaline rushing through his veins. "What else were you expecting?"

Naruto looked him up and down slowly. "Honestly," he stated, "I had no idea. But now…" he trailed off.

"Now?" Sasuke coaxed irritably.

"Admit it," Naruto said with a lecherous grin. "You at least find me sexy as hell."

"Excuse me?" Sasuke said indignantly. "What the hell gave you that idea?"

"Is that a banana in your pocket or are you just happy to see me," he said dryly.

"Wha-oh, come on, seriously?" Sasuke couldn't believe he'd just pulled that line out. Once he finally realized that Naruto was referring to him like that, he realized that he was, indeed, sporting a bit of an erection. How mortifying…

"That's not for you," he blurted out.

"So you say," Naruto said skeptically. "I'm sure you've got all kinds of excuses to offer me, but were you really thinking about anything other than me since you walked into this apartment?"

As much as Sasuke wanted to deny it, he knew he'd thought of absolutely nothing other than the blond in front of him all day. What the hell was his problem?

When Sasuke remained silent, Naruto wrapped an arm around him and pressed his palm into the small of Sasuke's back. "Sasuke," he growled roughly. Sasuke ignored the spark that flew through his blood. "You showed textbook signs of arousal when you saw me."

"What would you know about textbooks?" Sasuke countered.

Naruto ignored him. "I watched you look at me. I saw how your eyes became half-lidded, how your mouth relaxed and fell open slightly, how your breathing picked up. When I came towards you, you were near panting and your eyes were so dilated, I'm surprised you could see anything at all," he said as he slowly pulled Sasuke closer.

"You're lying," Sasuke said defiantly.

"I'm not and you know it," Naruto said quietly. He was right. For once. "It's not a bad thing, Sasuke. There's nothing wrong with it. If it helps any, I find you unbearably sexy too."

"How on earth would that be helpful, you idiot," he mumbled sulkily, looking away.

Naruto laughed and rubbed his back soothingly. "There, there, darling, don't pout so," he said dramatically.

He briefly saw Sasuke's nostrils flare for an entirely different reason before he spun around in Naruto's grip, grabbing the hand that had been on him and twisting it behind Naruto's back as he shoved him face first against the wall. "Don't treat me like a fucking girl," he hissed.

"Yeah, yeah," Naruto said nonchalantly with a roll of his eyes. Sasuke pulled his arm back further, bending back his pinky at the same time. Naruto yelped. "Okay, okay, I get it! Uncle!" he cried.

Sasuke held him there for a few seconds longer for good measure before letting him go. Naruto sighed in relief, cradling his poor, abused arm. "That really hurt, you jackass," Naruto grumbled.

Sasuke shrugged, a somewhat triumphant smirk on his face.

Naruto held out his hurt pinky. "Kiss it," he whined, giving Sasuke a pathetic look.

Sasuke rolled his eyes. "Yeah, I think you'd definitely be the girl, you brat."

In a flash, Sasuke found himself pinned to the wall (how did this always happen to him?). "I'm no girl," Naruto snarled, pushing his hips roughly into Sasuke's. Yes, Sasuke could indeed tell that Naruto most certainly was not a girl as he felt Naruto's hot, hard cock slide next to his own, which twitched.

"Well neither am I," Sasuke spat angrily.

"I never said you were! I don't know where you got the stupid idea that one of us is supposed to be a girl. We're both big manly men, you happy now?" Naruto said sarcastically.

When Sasuke continued to glower at him, Naruto sighed. "I really like you Sasuke and now that I've seen that you're at least somewhat attracted to me, I'm not gonna give up," he told him, partly as a warning.

"Now, let me show you just how manly we both can be," Naruto growled before smashing his lips against Sasuke's.

Wow. How lame was that last line… -_- Hopefully I can come up with something better later, I was just ready to finally be done with this chapter. Yayyy! And it looks like the relationship will finally start to get a move on. Not all at once, of course, since we know Sasuke's way too stubborn in his ways for that, but at least it looks like a start!

And sorry about the het part, I tried not to put too much in it. Nothing that wouldn't have been in a yaoi scene if the 'she's were 'he's. But it'll help in the long run. Also sorry that there wasn't much Naruto/Sasuke interaction, but at least you know you'll get some action in the next chapter ;)

Until then! Muah!