Title name| Homophobia

Rated| M (Mature content) for very foul language and inappropriate scenes in later chapters.

Author Note|

Hello doves;

I guess an apology is in order. firstly because I have used a few characters in my story and made them completely closed-minded and a bit of assholes. Secondly, Sasuke and everyone else are extremely OOC so go easy on me please and thirdly I am sorry for the foul language, I have no idea of what got into me while writing this, but now I just can't bring myself to take them out.

Also, I have to clarify this story is titled homophobia, because IT IS the theme of the story and NOT because I'm homophobic. Come on people think about it, if I was homophobic I wouldn't have made a pairing with Naruto and Sasuke, right?

Lastly, the story is NaruSasu and it will contain lemon(s), know what this means? It means this story contains homosexuality, explicit scenes and blah, blah, blah… So if you don't like it, don't waste your time on it and DON'T READ IT, other than that, Enjoy!

-XO Ms. Wolf

Update| All chapters have been revised and on some cases corrected or changed. Thanks, to anyone who still reads this story!

|Naruto and all characters are property of Masashi Kishimoto|

Homophobia

"Homosexuality is found in over 450 species. Homophobia is only found in one."

Chapter 1

The pressure in the air was getting worse.

I could tell I was sweating, I was avoiding eye contact with everyone and feeling uncomfortable as hell. The reason of why I accepted Sakura's invitation in the first place was now a blurry moment in my mind, all I knew at this point, was that I had to leave now.

"Hey Sasuke… Do you feel ok? Cause you look like shit man." Shikamaru was right, I felt even worse than shit, but then again why wouldn't I? The last half hour in the bar had been spent talking of just how freaky and filthy homosexuals were. A topic of discussion that I wished I wasn't here to be a part of, because it now seemed that everyone except myself believed it to be downright disgusting. Not that I would be expressing my opinion on the subject of course.

Kiba, who was now clearly drunk, had been talking the last five minutes of his "encounter" with a homosexual and how he was "harassed" by him. In all sincerity I had stopped listening when he said: "…then that stupid fag tried to kiss me!" I didn't need to hear more of it. "Eww… that's disgusting!" Ino who had been sitting in Shikamaru's lap rose her voice dramatically, as if something Kiba had said reminded her of a big scary bug. I couldn't help but laugh a little, the wonderful Ino not up for a little competition in her own territory.

If asked before this situation about my friends, I would've said they were open-minded and understanding people, who didn't judge and accepted everyone as they were. In fact, based on that knowledge I had given myself the liberty of opening up a little more with Naruto... preparing the ground, you could say. These past couple of days, I had been joking around with him about the subject, waiting for a reaction or a retort, but nothing. I was so sure Naruto was not that type of person, that I had planned to confess as soon as this month had passed. Nonetheless right now at this precise moment, all I could really think about is how ridiculously little I knew the people I called my friends.

"Relax Sasuke! You look all stiff and pale." Sai, who I thought of all people might have had a better insight in all of this had been cracking up all night, with these oh-so-tasteless stories.

"That's the way he's always been Sai!" Said Shikamaru, while throwing his heavy homophobic arm over me.

Yeah, I guess I was pissed.

"You know Shikamaru you were right, I don't feel so good, I'd better leave. I'll see you guys tomorrow." I wasn't willing to stay any minute longer, it really hurt to hear my so called friends talking like that, insulting my very essence, but what hurt me the most was that Naruto was one among them. The bright eyed stupid child, who always believed there was something good in everyone, the one and only who could relate to almost any kind of rejection was sitting on that table absolutely disgusted by someone just because he was different than himself.

Then again, time changes everything, and I guess we all changed.

"Night guys!" I needed to get out of there fast. Just get home and breathe and disappear for a couple of days and pretend none of this happened. I didn't need to tell anyone anyway. Its not like I was going to look for a partner. That would be very stupid...

"Hey Sasuke, wait up! I'm leaving too." Naruto caught up with me. Naruto. The fucking bastard... I swear if I could just kill him right now and not feel guilty about it later I so would. I would enjoy it a lot too.

Everything I had wanted from the moment this day got wry at the bar up to this point was just to be home in a peaceful silence, somewhere I could hear my own thoughts, but knowing Naruto, that was not going to happen, not today. If anything, I should see if my thoughts could scream any louder, maybe that would help drown out his voice.

On the way home Naruto kept rambling on about pointless topics, for a few seconds I forgot I was mad at him. There is just something about his stupidity that makes me almost smile. He reminds me of a very, very dumb puppy. No matter how stupid he is, I still find him a little... pleasant.

"Oh by the way Sasuke, did you hear that Gaara might be gay?" I froze. I had also heard the rumors, many of us had, but I never paid them attention, after all I thought 'Who would give shit? It's the Kazekage, He could very well marry a horse and still we couldn't do or say nothing about it.' Now on the other hand, after this delightful evening I wasn't too sure on how people actually reacted to news like that.

"So? Does it fucking bother you?" I asked. Yes, I was pissed and no, I really didn't want to hear the answer to the question, but I was curious. Gaara had been Naruto's long time friend, he respected him, and sometimes, weather he wanted to admit it or not, he looked up to him. I wanted to know what Naruto thought of him now, did age really change him that much?

"Whoa! Relax Sasuke, I was only asking and no, it doesn't bother me, well… at least if he doesn't try anything on me or anyone for that matter, I mean it's kind of disgusting. Imagine, seeing him sticking his tongue down another guys throat..." he retched.

Disgusting. That's what he thought of us and that was exactly what I was afraid of.

I can't say I was expecting acceptance with open arms from Naruto, I also was aware of the fact that he was straight and had confirmed it a couple of weeks after I returned to the village. It had seemed, that during the time I was gone Naruto had discovered sex, and with it, he also discovered how much he enjoyed it, how much he enjoyed it with different people and how much he enjoyed to talk about the sex and the different people to other people. He constantly blabbered on and on about all of his different girls and their oh so many talents, nonetheless this had seemed irrelevant days ago, that is before I knew we were of course disgusting people.

"Hmm." I didn't know what to say so I refused to speak after that. I was what many would call: devastated. A small pang in my heart numbed my chest and I could hear my very own blood flow. It wasn't everyday your heart got broken, especially not by someone who doesn't even believe you have a heart.

I liked Naruto.

I had liked him for a very long time, even before I knew I did and yes I had known the bastard wasn't gay and I knew he would never feel an attraction for me even if he was! but to know that he found me disgusting, now that was simply cruel.

Naruto as always didn't seem to notice anything around him and kept talking as if nothing was happening. God knows what he was talking about because I was paying no attention, in fact all of my attention was focused on not letting one tear fall in front of that horrible bastard.

Once we were close to my house I walked past him towards the door, and closed it. Leaving him outside to yell at me for a while, while I melted to the floor, letting tears roll down my face.

"Fuck…"