Disclaimer - This is a blanket disclaimer I DON'T OWN NARUTO. See this chapter for future reference. This story is a first attempt. Testing the waters, so to speak. There will be not so nice stuff after this point, so consider yourselves warned. The following contains: Yaoi. SasuNaru lovers will probably hate me for this. And you know what? I don't even give a sh-

Need by Youmadbro

Chapter 1.

Naruto had decided that the last time he messed around with Sasuke would definitely be the last. He had made up his mind simply because he knew it wasn't right - lusting after his best friend like this - and he was never one to go back on his word. So the blonde wondered how he could have possibly lied to himself and done exactly what he told himself he would never do again. How Sasuke had persuaded him to do something that was completely against his morals by merely slamming him up against the wall and biting the pulse-point on his neck. How he had given into the temptation of doing IT with the bastard, even though he knew Sasuke knew exactly how he felt about doing those things. How he had been heavily pressed on giving up on his simple, one-sided crush on the ice prince because he knew Sasuke never wanted him like that. Sasuke never needed him like that. That Sasuke only wanted him - only needed him - for his body.

Sasuke claimed it could only be like this - him and Naruto. With anyone else, it was too messy. With Sakura - adoration. But with them - no strings were attached. Naruto hadn't thought about strings or attachments or messy endings - when he had pressed his lips against the raven's. He had merely felt. The thundering of his heart, the fluttering in his stomach, soft flesh against his own, Sasuke's breathless pants in his ear. Naruto loved it. But even more, he loved Sasuke. But he came to this realization a little too late. When he discovered that the raven didn't feel the same. That Naruto was merely a distraction for the Uchiha. A way to release his frustrations. A way of coping. A tool for his occasional use and nothing more.

Nothing more.

Those two heart-shattering words constantly echoed in Naruto's ear, and he couldn't seem to quell the dissatisfied feeling he got after each tryst. After his heart settled down to it's normal rhythm and the chill set in to replace the heat that always seemed to accompany their fierce fucking. After his constant failed attempts to snuggle up against the raven and receive a shove and a cold mattress in return. How Sasuke tried his hardest to stay as detached as possible, even though Naruto knew it felt as wonderful for the raven as it did for him. How Sasuke never stayed, regardless of where they slept. Regardless of where they fucked. Fucked, because to Sasuke that's all it was. All Naruto was. A fuck. And a convenient fuck at that. The tightness the blonde experienced in his chest after Sasuke had claimed that was all it meant to him is what had brought Naruto to his current decision - that whatever was going on between them would end. That Naruto would cease to give in to the temptation of his broody teammate. That he would give up on loving Sasuke. Because the blonde knew that the only way he could get completely over Sasuke was to first give up making love to him. There was no other way to put it because that's what it was to Naruto.

Making love.

So, as he lay naked underneath the sweat and cum soaked sheets on Sasuke's queen-sized mattress, he wondered how he had gone back on his word and betrayed his own ninja way. How he had given into Sasuke. Again. And this time, the Uchiha hadn't even had to try that hard. A simple press of teeth against flesh, and Naruto was game. Though, this time was also slightly different from usual. Usually, Sasuke would have been gone by the time Naruto opened his eyes to the early risen sun. Usually, Naruto would lay in bed and stare up at the ceiling for hours and wonder exactly how deeply he had fallen. Exactly how low he would bring himself and disregard his supposed 'ninja way' just to be with Sasuke. And also why he couldn't get rid of the less than logical feelings that he felt for his bastard of a best friend. But since Sasuke was still lying next to him, and since Naruto had yet to look up at the ceiling and brood, he held the slightest bit of hope that perhaps the reason Sasuke had chosen to stay for once was because he came to the sudden realization that he did care for Naruto. More than he knew. And that their 'fucking' secretly meant more to him as well.

The blonde pulled the sheets up over their forms, making sure to tuck a firm crease around the sleeping Uchiha. He knew the action comforted Sasuke, even though he had never once mentioned it. Naruto could tell by how his body seemed to melt against the pillows and how the crease between his brows softened and he appeared to take on a more content expression. Naruto needed Sasuke to be comfortable upon awakening, because the experience would be slightly awkward for both of them. Neither had ever found the other lying awake next to him when he awoke, simply because neither knew how to deal with the awkwardness of the waking experience. Either Naruto would feign sleep until Sasuke left or (on the very first occasion, when he had woken hours before Sasuke did and his eyes bulged in horror at what they had done), Naruto had skirted out of there quicker than he would have if someone had'v mentioned ramen. But that was a long time ago, and Naruto had been immature back then, thinking that something so serious wouldn't develop into something more.

What an idiot he had been.

And today, Naruto made up his mind that he would stay. He would lay awake and stare at the raven. And hopefully, when Sasuke finally awoke and their eyes met, Naruto would have to guts to come out and say what he desperately needed to get off his chest. Sasuke opened his eyes not ten minutes later and Naruto found that he was frozen as his azure eyes met Sasuke's black ones. So it wouldn't come as a surprise to the blonde - much later on, when he was able to clear his head - that he had opened his mouth and murmured,

"It feels so good to fuck you, Sasuke - but I'm not gay, like you. So get off my dick for once and taste some vagina."

Sasuke stared blankly at Naruto for a moment. Then his dark eyes narrowed and he replied through gritted teeth, "I'm not gay."

Naruto had already clamped a hand over his mouth, his eyes wide due to the fact that he had said something that he hadn't meant to say. All the words had jumbled together in his head and came out in an odd assortment that actually equaled a nicely spoken sentence. But he had not intended to say that. Definitely not that. Now Sasuke was denying what Naruto already knew to be true, and what's worse, the bastard was already out of bed and slipping his socks on.

"W-wait! That's not what I meant to say!" Naruto half squeaked. He flew out of the covers and grabbed Sasuke's wrist. The raven turned toward him with an evil glare.

"Let go," he growled.

"But- Sasuke! Just let me explain! What I meant to say was that I -"

Sasuke threw his fist up and slammed it into Naruto's cheek, causing Naruto's neck to twist sideways. The blonde lowered his head and spat blood onto the white sheets.

"I don't give a fuck," Sasuke spat. He pulled his arm out of Naruto's decidedly weak grasp and continued to pull his socks the rest of the way up his feet. He then grabbed each article of clothing - which had been thrown all throughout the room upon arrival - and left swiftly through his own bedroom door. But not without slamming it - HARD. Naruto slumped when the door finally shook on it's hinges. It took all his willpower not to jump out of bed and go running after Sasuke. He knew he had fucked up. Bad. And now he would have to explain himself and make sure Sasuke understood what he was actually trying to tell him. What he meant to say, which was, "I like how it feels when we fuck - it feels good - like, really good - but this isn't how I want this. You say you're not gay, so why, Sasuke? Why not stick your dick in a vagina for once and try that out? It's just that I don't think I can do this anymore. You want me for sex but I want you for more. I'm sorry." ... or something like that.

But FUCK! He had practically said the complete opposite. He was definitely screwed now. And it most certainly wasn't going to be by Sasuke. But, wait, wasn't that what Naruto had wanted? A little distance? So he could rethink this little crush of his and decide whether Sasuke was important enough to pursue or to officially give up on him? Yes, it most certainly was. Those words hadn't been what Naruto had intended to say, but the outcome of his words had definitely been the desired effect. Naruto had finally gotten through to Sasuke. At least, for the moment he had. Sasuke didn't want to have anything to do with him, Naruto hoped. At least, for the moment he didn't. Because he knew Sasuke always came back, in the end. And Naruto knew he always gave in, in the end. But he would change - he vowed this time. So for now, the distance was good. Heck, it was great.

So Naruto got dressed and exited the Uchiha complex, his mood a lot brighter than it had been for awhile - despite the obvious bruise that was starting to form on his cheek.