King Me

Disclaimer: No ownage of Naruto here.

AN: Thank you for the reviews! You guys are awesome, and reviews keep me going! So thank you so much! I would hug y'all if I were actually physically in the room with each and every one of you! (She's climbin' in your windows, snatchin' your people up…)

And a special thank you to my silent readers because I love watching the hits go up on a story! So thank you quiet ones! (I shout a lot in my ANs!)

Gosh, it's been a while with this story, huh? And I was doing so well with updating it! But guess what! There are only two more parts after this! Or there at least should be. We all know that I have no self control when it comes to these things.

Part Four

Sand whipped his face, and the air was hot and dry around him. Sasuke sighed and leaned his head against the surprisingly cool stone, and turned it left and right, trying to get the icy temperature to reach every inch of his forehead. The feeling of grains of sand cracked against his skin, but he didn't care. Peering down at where he felt a strong constriction, he frowned weakly at the tan hand wrapped around his contrasting pale wrist and followed it to the man it belonged to.

"Naruto…"

"Stay with me, Sasuke…" the king pleaded, squeezing his already tight hand as emphasis.

It hadn't worked. The stone, his only method to get home, didn't work. Did he not say it right maybe? He honestly didn't feel like trying again mostly because something weird was happening. Naruto was touching him, his calloused hand slowly gliding up Sasuke's arm and under the sleeve of his shirt. "Naruto," Sasuke breathed out again. "What are you doing?"

"Convincing you," Naruto said in a husky voice, his warm breath ghosting over the already hot skin on the back of Sasuke's neck.

Sasuke's entire body started to quiver with anticipation as he allowed Naruto to turn him around and pull his shirt over his head. A warm, wet mouth attached itself to his right nipple immediately and all thoughts left Sasuke's mind. How could he possibly think about stopping that sinful mouth on his chest, or the hand that was undoing his pants and reaching inside, pulling out his hardening cock?

"Sasuke," Naruto muttered. "Sasuke, Sasuke…my Sasuke…"

Naruto's hand sped up and Sasuke felt like he was going to explode. Sure, he had masturbated before, but he never trusted anyone enough to allow them to touch him in such an intimate way.

"N-Naruto, what are you…?" Sasuke gasped, and he began bucking his hips into the tan hand. He was so close and his heart was pounding in his ears. Arching his back, he came into Naruto's hold, a sigh passing through his lips.

"Can't stop…" Naruto muttered before shoving Sasuke onto his hands and knees.

Sasuke vaguely wondered where his pants went, but he found it hard to care with Naruto massaging the small of his back with strong thumbs while the king nuzzled the back of his head. Wait, what was that pressing against his…

"Oh shiiiiit!" Sasuke groaned and bucked his hips back. Was it normal for this to not hurt? He knew this was real, it had to be real. He could smell the dry desert sand, and feel the wind blowing against them, and that was definitely Naruto behind him, thrusting into him roughly even though he had just come seconds ago. "Fuck, Naruto!"

A pressure was applied to his back and he numbly wondered what it was. Suddenly, a bloodied arm came out of his chest, the large hand wrapped around his still beating heart.

Obsidian eyes widened. His heart…his heart! What was going on? "Naruto?" he whispered, but the man continued to thrust into him. Glancing over his shoulder, he could easily see that this was Naruto's arm…Naruto's arm was in his chest…holding his heart…

The hand tightened around the organ, and Sasuke let out a weak cry as he came for the second time.

"What the hell!" Sasuke screamed, sitting up. He gasped for air, his heart beating rapidly in his still intact chest where it belonged, and his head swimming.

Forcing himself to calm down, Sasuke cleared his vision and looked around at his surroundings. Trees…lots of trees…and grass; gosh, he hadn't seen grass in so long. Wait a minute…grass! Trees!

"I'm home," he whispered, turning to look at the stone behind him. He had made it home after all, and everything just now…was a dream…

His face flushed, and his heart began thundering within his chest again. In the dream he had actually gotten…excited from Naruto practically killing him! It had felt so real, and so good.

No, he had to stop thinking about it! It was just a dream, and he was home now. He should go back inside. God only knows how long it's been in this world.

He moved to stand up, but found his arm in a secure grasp and he froze. Turning his head slowly, he began shuddering at the sight of Naruto lying there in his green wrap with ornate gold trim.

The dream he had just had came flooding back like a tidal wave. No, no, he shouldn't even care about that right now. What he should care about was that he was home…and Naruto was with him. Shit, did he just accidently kidnap a king?

"Naruto…" Sasuke hissed, getting on his knees and attempting to yank his arm free.

The blond man's eyes fluttered open and he blinked a few times, looking at Sasuke. Smiling, he said, "Hello, Sasuke. I am glad I caught up to you."

"I'm not!" Sasuke's voice cracked to his embarrassment. "Go home! You need to go home right now!"

Naruto looked at him funny and sat up, finally letting go of his arm and glancing around him. His hands played around with the grass, and he lifted a small, dried leaf to his face, examining it. "Where are we?"

Sasuke rubbed his hands over his face, then through his hair. "We're in my world – don't eat that." He grabbed at the leaf, tearing it in half when Naruto didn't let go of his end. "You can't just pick up the foliage and eat it around here," he hissed, smacking Naruto's hand when he tried lifting the bit of leaf to his mouth again.

"You have to go back, Naruto," he declared, getting annoyed as Naruto continued to ignore him and lift things to his nose, smelling them. "Idiot," he growled. "Every minute you spend here is, like, a day in your world. Your people need their king. Go back now."

Naruto looked at him as though he just realized Sasuke had been speaking to him. "Tsunade can take care of my kingdom for a few days. I want to see the world Sasuke lives in." He stood up, and then looked down at his feet, wiggling his toes in the grass and smiling at the feet.

Sasuke wasn't sure how to explain that a few days in his world only meant about five minutes here (if what Tsunade said was true, that is). 'Maybe he'll be satisfied if I show him around the backyard and then send him back…' Deciding that that was the best plan, he turned to Naruto only to find the king running off into the trees, in the direction of the house. "No, Naruto!" Sasuke took off after the man, almost tripping over a branch that Naruto had so gracefully leaped over.

It was as if Naruto was a fox escaping from a hunting team. He was able to weave and dart through the trees as though he was the wind. All these analogies only reminded Sasuke that Naruto was in fact a demon.

"Naruto, stop! You can't just run around here!" Sasuke called after the blond desperately, but he wasn't as fast as the king.

He cursed when Naruto broke through the wooded area and stopped in the clearing of the backyard. Sasuke was breathing heavily by the time he caught up, and he slapped a hand on Naruto's broad shoulder as he bent over to catch his break. "You….huff…you idiot…huff…"

"Are you feeling well, Sasuke?" Naruto asked innocently.

Sasuke's left eyebrow formed an uncontainable tic, and he balled his hands into fists. This guy was the biggest idiot of the century. It was like he was purposefully trying to drive Sasuke insane. Did Naruto not hear everything he had just said? If he had, he was clearly ignoring him. "You have to go back to your world." Sasuke said once more. "Please don't make me repeat myself again."

"Sasuke, I assure you that Tsunade can handle the kingdom for me while I am away. Now I demand that you show me your world as I have shown you mine." The older man said in an authoritative tone that always seemed to make Sasuke's blood boil and then shoot down to his groin. Damn teenage hormones.

Naruto continued to walk forward to the house and Sasuke ran before him. "Okay, okay." He said quickly. "But I should warn you that people in this world aren't as accepting to the idea of…other worldly travelers like yours are. So don't say anything about that, okay?"

Naruto grinned and nodded. "I will be quiet!" He leaned forward to kiss Sasuke, but the teen turned his back to him instead.

Sasuke placed a hand over his left burning cheek and tried to regain his composure. Really, this guy was too much. Always kissing and touching Sasuke whenever he felt like it. "Right, let's go." He began walking up the stairs to the porch, well aware of the eyes on his back. When he reached the glass door, he looked back at Naruto to make sure the man was behind him.

Blue eyes were studying the hinges on the windows and door, and then they flitted over to the green iron table with matching chairs. "Such strange furnishings…" Naruto commented. He looked down at his feet and lifted them, one at a time, above the wooden patio floor.

Sasuke was sure that the architecture here was fascinating to Naruto, just as it was to Sasuke in Naruto's world. Everything seemed to be made of stone and clay and sand. It was sturdy and well done. It made Sasuke think that he was perhaps in Egypt with the way they had stories painted on the walls with strange, yet mesmerizing characters. And he preferred Naruto's room out of all the rooms in the palace because he had two large windows one either side of a big entry way that led onto a balcony where he could see into a decorated courtyard, and even beyond into the village. Yes, Naruto's room felt large and open, and fit for a king.

Sasuke bit his bottom lip in order to tear his thoughts away from the other world. Gathering up his courage, he opened the door he exited out of seemingly a week ago, and stuck his head inside. No one was in the den, and he wondered how much time had passed in his world. Stepping inside, he motioned for Naruto to follow him and he closed the door behind the king.

"What do you think you're doing?" Kakashi called from the kitchen, clearly able to hear the door closing. "It hasn't even been fifteen minutes, Sas…" he trailed off in his words as he exited the kitchen, drying his hands with a dish cloth. He tilted his head at the sight of the blond-haired man in nothing but a towel, and frowned deeply. "Sasuke." He clipped. "Can I ask how you went into the backyard for ten minutes and managed to bring back a half naked man?"

Sasuke felt his face heat up with embarrassment. He really should have thought about bringing Naruto some close before letting him inside. "I know this looks bad," Sasuke said slowly.

"Bad is a bit of an understatement." Kakashi muttered.

"Please don't get mad. This is Naruto. He's…" He fumbled for the right words. "A friend." He held his hand up to Naruto as if he were on a game show and showing off a car that the contestant could win.

"Kuadiua hujkioqu aohshgj (It is very nice to meet you)!" Naruto sang when he realized that he was being referred to, and held his hand up like he was holding a tray. He made a circle in the air with his hand.

Sasuke, used to the motion as a form of greeting, sighed and scratched the back of his neck. He gauged Kakashi's expression, which had turned from skeptical to dumbfound.

"What did he just say?" Kakashi said. "I mean…what language is he speaking?"

Sasuke's eyebrows rose and he suddenly realized that Naruto had spoken in his own language which had sounded normal to Sasuke because he could understand it and speak it as well. He had completely forgotten about the language barrier due to spending a week in that world without any issues.

Turning to Naruto, he frowned slightly. "Can you even understand what my uncle is saying?"

Naruto shook his head. "No, not at all. He sounds like you did when you first showed up. I cannot even understand what you are saying to him."

Sasuke tilted his head to the left slightly. Did this mean that he was subconsciously switching between languages without even realizing it? He turned back to his uncle who was staring at him as though he had grown an extra head. "Oh, sorry. Um, he speaks…" Sasuke turned back to Naruto once again. This was frustrating, and he was going to get whiplash from having to look back and forth between these two. "What do you call the language you speak?"

Naruto looked baffled by this. "What do you mean?"

"Um, my uncle and I are speaking English. It's the name of the language we converse in, compared to, let's say, people in Mexico who speak Spanish. Get it? So what's your language called?"

Naruto shrugged, still looking utterly confused. "There is no other language in my world, we all speak the same."

Sasuke slapped his hand against his face, wincing when it hurt more than it should have.

Naruto narrowed his eyes to the point that they were mere slits, and he pulled the boy's hand away from his face by the wrist and held it tightly. "Do not do that!"

The Uchiha sighed in annoyance and he pulled his hand away from the king. Looking at his uncle, he said, "I don't know the name of the language. It's spoken in Konoha…"

"Konoha?" Kakashi's eyebrows rose. Why did that sound so familiar? Wait, this situation was beginning to seem familiar, too.

"Look, I know this all seems really weird, but please don't question it. I honestly don't know how to explain, and it would make things easier if you would just…roll with this." Sasuke gave Kakashi a desperate look, which was abnormal for him. He was practically begging his uncle with his eyes to just keep quiet. Besides, Kakashi was supposed to be that cool uncle that every family had. He had to be all right with this for Sasuke's sake.

Sighing, Kakashi gave into the pleading eyes and nodded. "I'll tell Iruka to keep quiet, too. But how long is he staying here, Sasuke?"

"Not for long," Sasuke said, directing a glare at the blond who was now looking all around the den with pure wonderment. "I'll send him home soon."

Kakashi glanced over at what the mysterious man was looking at and raised an eyebrow when he realized it was the television, which was playing a football game on mute. The way the guy was staring at it with wide eyes was as if he had never seen a TV before. Returning his attention to Sasuke, the teen shrugged, obviously understanding his silent confusion. "Do you…" He stopped and cleared his throat. "Uh, do you want any lunch?"

Sasuke suddenly found that he was indeed hungry due to it having been a while since his last meal in Naruto's world. He was actually excited to eat his own food again. "Yes please." And then it hit him.

Tsunade had fed him their food so that he could communicate with them (how that worked still puzzled him). Nonetheless, surely it worked the same with this world too. All he had to do was get Naruto to eat their food.

"Naruto would like something too." He added quickly.

"Well of course," Kakashi chuckled. "I wasn't going to feed just you. While I make you guys something, please go put some clothes on him. Iruka should have something that'll fit."

Sasuke nodded and he pulled Naruto down the hallway quickly, stopping inside his bedroom. Noting that his Mac was sitting closed on the bed like he had left it, his lips parted and he let go of Naruto. Slowly making his way over to the laptop, he opened it and logged into the welcome screen. His chat was still there and his breath hitched.

Suigetsu and Karin had been talking the whole time in his absence.

"What is that?" Naruto asked from behind him, unsure of what to think of the glowing screen. It made him cautious, and he balled up his fists as though he were ready to fight with it.

Sasuke turned to look at him, not expecting them to be so close together. He looked down at the chiseled chest and licked his lips. Naruto's body was just sinful. If the idiot ever decided to live here, he should really think about modeling.

Naruto turned his attention away from the contraption on the bed and smirked at Sasuke's staring. He cupped the boy's cheeks, running his thumbs over soft, warm cheeks that were tinged pink. Leaning down, he pressed his lips against Sasuke's.

Sasuke mindlessly responded, the king using his technique from before and guiding the teen's tongue into his mouth and sucking on the appendage. Sasuke moaned in appreciation and allowed him to be guided backwards until he collided with the bed, the springs creaking loudly. He had forgotten how obnoxious they were.

Strong hands lifted him up by his hips and settled him on a hard service and Sasuke jumped. "Idiot!" he hissed, pushing back against the older man and hopping off the bed. He turned to look at his Mac, which he had sat on, and checked it for any damage. "You almost broke my laptop. My life is on here, you know." Of course he wasn't that naïve, but he also did have essays and notes for school that he needed, so his grade point average depended on the proper function of his computer. And, to go even more in-depth, if his GPA lowered from it's perfect 4.0 because of missed assignments, his father would have his head on a silver plate.

He glared at Naruto who was looking at the laptop in complete alarm.

"What?" Sasuke snapped. He wondered in the back of his mind if he was possibly bipolar when it came to this man, because one moment he was getting aroused by Naruto and the next he was terrified or angry because of him.

"Your life is inside there?" Naruto asked dumbly.

Sasuke rolled his eyes. "It's a figure of speech." He explained. "It's very important that you do not touch this." He placed his hand on his laptop protectively while giving the king a pointed look. "It cannot be damaged. I need it for a lot of things, so don't touch it."

Naruto gulped audibly, but he nodded eagerly nonetheless.

"Good," Sasuke sighed in relief. "Now stay here. I'll go get you something to wear."

Naruto nodded again and stepped aside so that Sasuke could pass him. He glanced around the room, jumping when he saw another man standing against the opposite wall. He sighed in relief when he realized that it was just his reflection. Continuing his tour of the room, he inhaled deeply, taking in the smell of the furniture and a scent he recognized as Sasuke's. He followed the smell and knelt down next to a pile of black bags, lifting one and inhaling it deeply.

"What are you doing?" Sasuke asked from the doorway.

Naruto dropped the bag and grinned awkwardly. "I like your smell, Sasuke. It makes me feel good."

Sasuke's face heated and he looked off to the side as he held out a pile of clothes to the king. "Take these…" he said in a low voice. "Put them on." When the clothes weren't removed from his hand, he looked at Naruto, his eyes bulging when the man pulled off his wrap with ease and let it fall to his feet.

The Uchiha's jaw went slack as he studied the beautiful anatomy before him. Sure, this wasn't his first time seeing Naruto naked. In fact, he always took a bath with the king when he was in the other world. Heck, Naruto's…had been pressed against his…and they…Sasuke was going to explode from the mixed feelings inside him. But to see Naruto naked in his bedroom…that allowed for all kinds of dirty thoughts to make their way into Sasuke's currently blank, unsuspecting mind.

The trance was broken when Naruto took the clothes and looked at them thoughtfully. "How do I wear these?" he asked, grinning sheepishly. He pulled the shirt up to his face and inhaled deeply. He raised his eyebrows at the scent and shrugged slightly, looking at Sasuke and waiting for him to explain.

The Uchiha snapped out of it and he quickly took the clothes back from Naruto, setting them on the bed. "Here, you put these on first. They're boxers…" he said, holding up the blue and white vertical stripped boxers. He crouched down before Naruto and instructed him to step inside the leg holes of the underwear. He slid them up shapely, tan and muscular leg. Avoiding eye contact with Naruto's limp member, he pulled the elastic band up to his hipbones and released the fabric, letting it snap against Naruto's skin.

In a moment of weakness, Sasuke ran his thumbs over Naruto's protruding "V" muscles and bit his bottom lip. Shaking his head, he cleared his mind and retrieved the cargo shorts he picked out. "Do the same with these." He said, handing them to Naruto.

"Why can I not just wear these boxers?" Naruto asked with a grin. They looked fin how they were.

Sasuke sighed at this. "Because it's not how things are done here. I wore your clothes in your world, so you have to wear mine. Now put on those shorts."

Blue eyes narrowed challengingly.

"Hey, I'm back from walking Pakkun." Iruka announced as he entered the side door in the kitchen. The small dog wasted no time running to it bowl of water and lapping it all up.

"Hey," Kakashi smirked when Iruka wrapped his hands around Kakashi's waist and kissed him on the cheek and then the neck. "Oh, that feels nice…" he whispered when the other man began sucking on one of his sweet spots. The bacon in the pan popped and sizzled, catching the brunette's attention much to Kakashi's dismay.

"You're making BLTs?" Iruka asked when he noticed the other ingredients on the counter beside the stove, moving to set the plastic, retractable leash on the island.

"Yeah, for Sasuke and…" the older man trailed off, and he turned off the stove. "There's something I need to talk to you about."

Catching the serious tone, Iruka looked at his boyfriend. His lips parted, but before he could speak, something that sounded like someone hitting a wall erupted through the house. Picture frames and lamps rattled as the house settled back down, but then heavy footsteps became louder as a man with blond hair wearing only boxers came running out of the narrow spaced hallway, Sasuke not far behind him.

"Iuruwsry aklafja diadha!" Sasuke yelled after the taller man when they made it into the den.

"Uysjlafda iodfoipo!" the blond laughed when Sasuke suddenly jumped onto his back, wrapping his arms around the man's neck and pale legs hugged his sides. The man fell to the ground and rolled onto his back, successfully making Sasuke release him. He quickly straddled Sasuke's hips and pinned the teen's arms above his head.

"Lslfkajh sfhaiuhf iwirhfns," he said in an authoritative and even voice. "Afksfja dhhwad kadlla wqiu, Sasuke? Ugfshls!" He laughed again, though this time it was a victorious laughter.

Sasuke squirmed beneath him. "Naruto, akksfaaw iajdof lalwjew lkajifahpo."

Iruka looked up from the scene before him and over to Kakashi, his eyes as round as tea cups. "Is he wearing my underwear?"

"That's what I wanted to talk to you about." Kakashi sighed in defeat.

Iruka watched Naruto as he sniffed the BLT in his hands, a small piece of bacon falling out of the sandwich and clinking on the plate.

The man glanced over at Sasuke who was chewing a bite he had just taken. Sasuke looked at him pointedly and Naruto nodded, but just barely. He bit into the food in his hands and chewed it slowly, experimentally. He squinted and squirmed in his chair where he was sitting cross-legged due to his usual habit of sitting on the floor and eating. The shorts Sasuke had made him wear felt constricting, especially around his middle. And the shirt he had on felt itchy; he wasn't used to wearing anything on his chest except for sometime a vest or ceremonial robes.

Deciding that he liked the food in his hands, he continued to eat quietly.

Sasuke watched him carefully, hoping that his theory worked. Things would be much easier if Naruto could understand what his uncle and Iruka were saying to him instead of Sasuke having to constantly translate. That had been a nightmare. Having to explain to Iruka why Naruto was wearing his clothes had been a little embarrassing. Especially because Kakashi had phrased it as "Sasuke brought in a naked dude".

And of course Iruka hadn't been as cool and easygoing as Kakashi had been about "just rolling with it". So now that things were settled down, Sasuke just wanted Naruto to be able to converse with them like a normal person.

"So Sasuke…" Iruka said after a while, finally taking his eyes off Naruto to look at his boyfriend's nephew. "Your birthday is this Friday. What kind of cake do you want?"

Sasuke stared at Iruka for a moment. "But my birthday already…" Oh right, he had turned eighteen in Naruto's world, but barely any time had passed here. It was still Sunday here, in this world where he belonged.

"Birthday?" Naruto said through a mouthful of bacon, bread, lettuce and tomatoes.

Kakashi and Iruka turned to Naruto in surprise. "So you can speak English?" Kakashi asked, narrowing his eyes and wondering if Naruto had been able to understand them the whole time and the language thing was just a joke. No, that couldn't be it. Sasuke and he were definitely speaking some other language before, and they were able to understand each other despite how crazy the words sounded. Iruka had said it accurately when he referred to the language as a Fall Out Boy song where you couldn't understand a thing that was being said. It just sounded like random words mixed together to be incomprehensible.

Naruto looked at Kakashi with a blank stare. He heard the word English from the man, but that was all he had understood. Turning to Sasuke, he leaned in and said in a low voice, "I am beginning to understand what it being said."

Sasuke nodded in understanding. "That's how it begins." He lifted his sandwich towards Naruto. "Like Tsunade made me eat food to understand and interact with you and others in your world, the same is happening for you. By eating the food here, you are able to understand and speak my language."

"Oh, so you have magic here too?" he asked excitedly.

Sasuke's eyes widened. Was that it? It was magic that helped him communicate with others back in Naruto's world? If the same thing was working here, then did that mean that all the crap wiccans or whatever those people called themselves that spewed about finding magic in nature was true? Did this world really hold magic as well? It probably had to, otherwise how else did Sasuke end up in Naruto's world in the first place, and vice versa? Well now everything he ever believed in seemed fake. And by everything he believed in, he meant the laws of physics.

"I guess so…" Sasuke muttered, quickly biting into his sandwich.

Naruto finished his sandwich before Sasuke, and Kakashi took the plate to the sink. He opened his mouth to say thank you, but then paused when he remembered that they couldn't understand him. A hand slid over his thigh and squeezed it reassuringly through the material of the shorts. He looked at Sasuke who was giving him a meaningful gaze.

"Try." Sasuke said.

Naruto turned back to look at Kakashi and inhaled deeply. "Thank you!" he bellowed, grinning from ear to ear.

Kakashi almost dropped the plate from the sheer loudness of Naruto's gratitude. He looked at the man for a minute before smirking. "So you can speak English."

Naruto's grin shrunk a bit, and then turned into a cheerless smile. "Um…I am learning." He looked back at Sasuke who was coughing violently on his sandwich. "Are you feeling all right, Sasuke?"

Sasuke slapped a fist to the middle of his chest, trying to regain his composure. This is what happened when you tried to laugh with your mouth full. But Naruto speaking in English was hilarious! He had a heavy accent that couldn't be placed to any region in particular, but it was still funny as hell. He sounded like a stereotypical foreigner. He remembered that Naruto had also said his accent was strange the first time they spoke.

Iruka frowned at Sasuke behavior, but then smiled politely at Naruto. "Well, please make yourself at home, Naruto. And if you need any help translating, don't be afraid to ask."

"Thank you." Naruto's grin came back full force.

Iruka and Kakashi looked at each other warily. Yes, Kakashi was feeling a wave of déjà vu for sure, but he couldn't remember why.

Sasuke blinked the sleep away in his eyes when his cell phone buzzed on the wooden nightstand next to his bed. He looked around the bedroom a little, seeing that it was still dark, and he sniffled from the cold temperature in the room. Lifting his phone up, he slid the screen down and placed it to his ear. "Hello?" he croaked.

"Get on the video chat." And the call was ended by the other person on the line.

Frowning, Sasuke thought for a moment before pinpointing it as Suigetsu's voice. He tossed his phone back onto the bedside table before leaning over the edge of the bed and retrieving his laptop. Setting it on the nightstand, he turned it on, wincing when the light of the screen was too bright for him to adjust to.

He waited patiently for it to get to the log in screen where he typed in his password and waited for it to load his personal account. He checked over his shoulder to see Naruto asleep on his stomach on the other side of the bed. He was lying on top of the covers again, which bothered Sasuke to no end. It was like he couldn't feel the A/C that was blowing right on them from the vent in the ceiling.

Turning back to the computer, he opened his webcam program and waited for it to connect to Suigetsu's group invite. Four windows appeared, revealing Karin in her dimly lit bedroom, Jugo in his, and Suigetsu in his room with the overhead light on. Sasuke could see the ceiling fan in Suigetsu's room turning slowly.

"Sasuke, we can barely see you." Suigetsu said in a low voice, adjusting his webcam so there wasn't so much space between his head and the ceiling.

Sasuke realized that Suigetsu wasn't talking low, his computer volume was just down. He turned it up, and then reached past the laptop to turn on the bedside lamp. "Better?" he asked, and then yawned. He looked at the clock on his screen and groaned, seeing that it was almost six in the morning. These idiots obviously didn't understand that he was in Central time now.

"Much better," Suigetsu grinned. "Okay, here we go. 1…2…3…"

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SASUKE!"

Sasuke winced at the three voices that sang at him in unison over the computer, and the body next to him wiggled in its spot before settling back down. Sighing, Sasuke couldn't help but smirk at the fact that his three closest "friends" would get together and do this for him. Of course he wasn't going to show his gratitude outwardly. "Hn," he grunted, running his hands through his hair.

"You're eighteen now, Sasuke!" Karin cheered, lifting her arms up but the screen cut them off at the elbows.

"When you get back you can open your presents from us." Jugo said in a more dull tone. He actually sounded like he had just woken up as well.

"Look at you, dude," Suigetsu said in a teasing tone. "Just turned eighteen and already sleeping in the nude."

"Suigetsu!" Karin chided loudly, though she leaned closer to her computer screen to study Sasuke's webcam window.

Sasuke looked down and noticed his shirt from last night was gone. Trying to remember why, he realized it was because last night Sasuke decided to introduce Naruto to scary movies.

Of course he had shown a lot more important things about his world over the past five, such as Pakkun, how to open doors, how to use the toilet, sink and shower. Naruto seemed to love all the junk food Kakashi gave him. The idiot became mesmerized by the TV every time he made eye contact with it. And don't even get Sasuke started on when he had tried to get Naruto into the car. The guy wouldn't even put his toe near it.

Back to last night, though. Sasuke had thought it would be fun to see how Naruto would react to horror movies. He started off light with Paranormal Activity since he found it lame, and apparently Naruto did too. The demon king didn't even blink when the girl was dragged out of the bed screaming. So Sasuke decided to put on a Saw movie. The second one, specifically. Either it was too far over Naruto's head or nothing was going to scare this guy. Finally, Sasuke resorted to the classics and pulled out the 1980's Friday the 13th.

It wasn't until the scene where Alice was taking refuge in the boat and the cops showed did Naruto cry out at the malformed Jason leaping out of the water behind her. He reached forward and slammed the laptop shut, breathing heavily, as if he thought he was saving him and Sasuke from Jason by getting rid of the image of him.

Sasuke smirked, pleased that he had finally gotten a reaction out of the king. He turned his laptop off properly and set it down on the floor next to his side of the bed before telling Naruto they should go to sleep.

Naruto had not been so ready for bed, and had proceeded to take Sasuke's sleep shirt off where he made sure to mark every inch of pale abdomen with his mouth.

And who was Sasuke to stop Naruto from lavishing him with sinful sucks and kisses? Maybe it was because Naruto felt that it was the last thing he had control of in this world, but whenever he and Sasuke were alone he would always end up touching the teen. Not that Sasuke minded. He just had to stop Naruto from getting too ahead of himself. Last thing he needed was a demon king to kill him in his own world.

Yes, he was still worried about that. But as long as he stopped Naruto, which the king seemed to understand completely, in time, he would be fine.

Sasuke was torn from his inner musings by Karin's scream and a surprised shout from Suigetsu. Sasuke raised an eyebrow, but then he noticed in his screen that there was a tan back stretching behind him. He cussed and sat up quickly. "Naruto," he snapped. "What are you doing?"

"I have to go to the bathroom." The blond said tiredly and he got off the bed, making the springs bounce and creak obnoxiously. It seemed too loud in the morning. He exited the bedroom, unaware of the fact that he had just set off a metaphorical bomb with Sasuke's friends.

"Sasuke, who was that!" Karin screeched.

"Whoa, you hitting up some Texas tail over there, Sasuke?" Suigetsu teased.

Jugo seemed completely unfazed by the fact there that had been another man in Sasuke's bed, and Sasuke was grateful for his silence.

"Would you two shut up?" Sasuke said tiredly. "I'm not hitting up anything, so chill out."

It was that moment that Naruto decided to come back in and make a liar out of Sasuke. He crawled back onto the bed and hugged him around the chest, kissing him on the shoulder, and then the neck. "Let us sleep a little longer."

"What's with his accent?" Suigetsu asked while Karin hyperventilated.

"What are you doing?" Naruto asked, leaning over Sasuke to stare at the people on the screen. He flinched when a hand shot forward and slammed the laptop closed. "What is wrong?" he asked when he was shoved to the other side of the bed roughly.

"Nothing's wrong," Sasuke said, already devising a plan to threaten all three of their lives to never speak of this again.

"They were telling you happy birthday." Naruto pointed out dumbly. "Happy birthday, Sasuke."

Somehow, the simple words coming from Naruto's mouth made him blush. He rubbed at the back of his neck bashfully and got out of bed. "Thank you." He stopped for a moment and felt his body go rigid. Crap, he had to get Naruto home. His parents were flying in today!

"Go, go, go!" Sasuke hissed, trying to shove a reluctant Naruto out the back door onto the patio. "Naruto, you have to leave."

"I do not want to yet!" Naruto cried out, using his arms and legs to push against each side of the door frame. "Let me stay!"

"My parents can't see you!" Sasuke resorted to using his shoulder to push against the strong back. "You have to leave. Go, before my uncle and Iruka get back from the grocery store."

"What's going on, little brother?"

Sasuke froze at the voice, and he turned to look at his older brother with wide eyes. "Itachi? What are you doing here already?"

Uchiha Itachi tilted his head to the side, gazing calculatedly at the man Sasuke was trying to force out the door. "We took an earlier flight than mom and dad."

It made Sasuke uneasy that Itachi wasn't questioning Naruto's presence. His eyes darted over to Kisame, Itachi's "significant other", who was carrying their luggage. He had shown up randomly one summer when Sasuke was twelve. He didn't quite understand why Kisame's skin was the bluish color it was, but Itachi seemed to have a sort of attachment to him. When their parents refused to allow the relationship, Itachi moved out with the man.

Naruto turned around to face the newcomers since Sasuke had stopped pushing on him. His eyes locked with Kisame's and suddenly everything seemed to move in slow motion.

Sasuke and Itachi watched with wide eyes as the two men lunged at each other, an animalistic growl tearing from their throats.

I haven't checked this for mistakes yet…

Weird place to end, but hey! It's an update!

Now Sasuke's friends have seen Naruto, Naruto's speaking English, and apparently Naruto doesn't like Kisame.

So yay! Two more parts after this and the story is OVER!