Thank You…

Chapter 1 – …For Noticing Me

A SasuNaru Fanfic

Messing around with new people in school was always fun. Messing around with this one in particular had to be hilarious! Naruto was sure of that.

Sasuke Uchiha had joined the senior class this school year; no one knew where he came from or why he had changed schools in the first place. All the girls from Naruto's class knew was he was a god-like creature and worth drooling over in every class. All the boys from Naruto's class knew was he was an uptight prick with an ice pick shoved in his ass. One might have led to another, since the girls had stopped noticing the other boys completely since the Ice Princess had joined their courses…

Naruto didn't care much about that fact; he was used to being ignored by the girls. It had taken him years to be recognized by at least some of the boys, too – now he had someone to talk to in boring classes, at least.

"We have to get to him!" Naruto insisted.

"What is it with you and that Uchiha prick, hu?" Kiba wondered once again. "I know you like to mess around with the newbies, but you never were so… insisting!"

"You already said the reason, Kiba! He's a prick, that's enough a reason for me!"

"You know the rumors, right? I heard he killed his own brother and had to leave the country…" A visible shudder ran through Kiba's body.

"Yeah, right… Kiba, calm down! You don't believe that shit, do you? Come on, you can't be serious!"

"But what if? I mean… Just let him be and we'll all live to see the day of our graduation, okay?"

"Naah, okay! I'll leave him alone, as long as he leaves me alone."

Never once in the history of one Naruto Uzumaki had he said something this hopeless before.

"Naruto – pass!"

"As if, Uchiha! This one's mine!" Naruto sprinted upfield, aiming for the goal where a rather flustered Hinata tried to hold her stance. The blond boy charged, aimed and swung his leg forward, kicking the ball hard in the girl's direction, a slight spin giving it an unpredictable curve.

Naruto, sure of his victory, turned around and immediately fell into his winner pose, showing off his white teeth and pumping his fist in the air. Until he heard the other team's screams.

"Yeah! Hinata! That's the spirit!"

Naruto spun around, watching in horror as the ball he already had seen in the net flew over the whole field, reaching Shino right in front of his own team's goal. The silent boy scored, giving Kiba not the slightest chance to keep his goal clear.

Just as Naruto wanted to sigh something solid collided with the back of his head, hard.

"Usuratonkachi! Why didn't you pass the ball?" The solid thing had been Sasuke's hand, obviously.

Naruto stared at the black haired male, hatred flaming in his eyes.

"As if you'd turned it into a score!" the blond spat.

"You bet, Usuratonkachi!" Sasuke stood right in front of him, towering a few centimeters over him. "Not like I expected anything else than failure from you…"

"You bet, hu?" The Uzumaki's blood began to boil. "You know me that good you know what to expect from me, hu! I bet you didn't expect that, Bastard!"

He swung his arm around, connecting his clenched fist with the bastard's jaw. A loud slap sounded through the sports hall, echoing from the walls, and in the blink of an eye both boys were on the ground, tussling and rolling over the floor.

"Uzumaki! Uchiha! Apart! Now!" The usually lazy voice of their sports teacher cut through the excited chatter of the other students, making Naruto and Sasuke pausing in their blows and looking up to the prematurely grayed man. "I can't believe you two! In my bureau, now! The rest… You're free to go!"

Both boys stood up from where they were entangled, an awkward silence between them as they headed for the teacher's room. Once there they stood in front of a huge desk scattered in slips of notepapers and other paper sheets.

"What is it with you two, hu?" The grey haired man looked the boys over, then searching each one of their glances with his own.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Hatake," Naruto said in a casual tone. It wasn't the first time he was scolded by a teacher and it wouldn't be the last time, either. He knew what they wanted to hear, did even know which timbre he had to give his voice according to which teacher he was facing.

"Hn." Sasuke didn't need any apologies, didn't even need words. Teachers were bound to shrivel under his cold glare.

"I don't believe a word you say, Naruto. And you don't 'Hn' me, Sasuke! I'm done with you two! Detention Hatake style, for both of you!"

That made both boys take a step back in disbelief. "Detention!"

"Don't give me that look; it's your own fault. Since the others are gone by now you will have the pleasure of tidying up the tool sheds." For once the laid back teacher seemed really upset, so it seemed best not to talk back to him.

"Yes, Mr. Hatake…" Naruto mumbled, still somewhat surprised he actually was punished for something he had done. That sure was a first!

"Hn."

"I still can't believe I have to do this shit!" Naruto once again complained, putting the barbells in the shelves ordered by their weight.

"Hn."

"Could you PLEASE stop that shit? Use actual words or stop talkin' at all!" The Uchiha hadn't said a single word in the last hour since they were clearing the gym.

"H-"

"STOP IT! I mean it!"

"We wouldn't be here if it weren't for your idiocy, Usuratonkachi."

"Finally, words! A whole sentence, even! You're makin' me proud, Uchiha!" Naruto shed some fake tears, sobbing dramatically. When that didn't lead to the desired reaction, Naruto changed his tactics – aggressive silence. Every single one of his friends began to tick sooner or later, confronted with a sulking and pouting Uzumaki.

The silence wore on for one solid hour and it was Naruto who ticked. "Bastard! Talk to me!"

"Hn."

Just as Naruto wanted to start his 'Hn-tirade', the lights shut off. "What?" He looked around frantically, searching for the person who had turned off the lights, but there was no one in the gym beside the two boys. "Hey, what's with that?"

Sasuke looked around calmly, refusing to lose his temper and begin to panic. "Calm down, will you? I'm sure Hatake will come and get us soon, since they seem to lock up everything now."

And as if on command the clicking sound of a lock was heard. They locked up indeed.

"Genius…" Naruto mocked. "Didn't sound as if there was someone coming for us, hu?" Without further ado the blond ran to the next door and began to pull on the door handle, screaming for help.

"HEEEY! WE'RE IN HERE!" and "FIRE!" yelled through the air, disturbing the blissful calm the Uzumaki's silence had created. "Calm down, Usuratonkachi," Sasuke said lowly, rubbing his temples to fight the oncoming headache. "Give the man some time to remember we're here, okay?" It was time for the blond to let go of his offensive personality or the Uchiha would be forced to shut his goddamn loud mouth.

"You're here how long exactly?" Naruto inquired.

"Something about three months."

"And you really believe Kakashi Hatake will come to get us? He's the one who just locked up the doors of the gym! He forgot about us and we will have to stay here for the whole day – and the night! In school! Without food!" Naruto began to hyperventilate.

"Come on, please! Get a hold of yourself! The doors have panic handles, right? So we can open them and then go tell someone they have to-" Sasuke stopped his calm explanation as soon as he had reached the only exit of the storage room they were in. No panic handle.

"What was it about the panic handle, usupatronchki?" the Uzumaki mocked.

"Shut up! And it is 'Usuratonkachi'!" Before Naruto could continue to go on his nerves Sasuke made a sudden move with his hand to prevent the blond from saying anything.

Naruto retreated into a shadowy corner of the room. Rustling noises filled the air around the young man and Sasuke wondered what he was doing in the dark. 'Probably something idiotic.'

It wasn't before a relieved sigh was heard that Sasuke thought about his temporary companion again. "What are you doing over there, Usuratonkachi? I hope you're not jerking off or something…"

"Now that you mention it…" Naruto chuckled. "But no, I'm not jerking off or something. I'm just lying around on my bed made of sport mattresses. There's plenty of space – mind to join me?"

It was right, he didn't exactly like the Uchiha, but that didn't mean he had to be an asshole all of the time. They were in the same boat, at least for the time being.

"As if I would share a bed with you!" the Uchiha replied angrily, as if offended by the mere mentioning of such a ridiculous offer.

"Do as you like, bastard." It wasn't Naruto's problem after all. Heknew how uncomfortable it would be after a few hours of standing around; there weren't that many seats, or possibilities to sit comfortably at all. He just had to wait for the stuck up bastard to get awfully uncomfortable before he would ask for a place on his improvised bed.

"Hey, Usuratonkachi…"

Not the most pleasurable wake up call, but Naruto would take it. "Yeah?" he asked, stirring after his little nap.

"You said something about space…"

"Yeah. It's endless, isn't it? And still expanding, or so the scientists say!"

"Would you shut it? I meant your mattress!" A furiously pulsating vein on his temple accompanied these words.

"Oh, sorry! Guess I misunderstood you… Hadn't thought you might actually consider my gracious offer!" Naruto had the time of his life and it was quite obvious. "Be my guest, bastard!"

Sasuke sank down on the surprisingly comfortable mattress, feeling his tense muscles relax the second he made contact with the soft surface. Wait, 'soft'?

"No hard feelings for you sitting on my things, Uchiha…" Naruto said as he pulled his hoodie out from under Sasuke's back.

"Well, don't put it where I want to sit down, Usuratonkachi."

"Eh, can I ask you a question?"

"You did."

"Did what?"

"Two times."

"Two fuckin' what?"

"It's three now, Usuratonkachi."

"You know what, bastard? Fuck you!"

"Hn." He wouldn't answer any of the stupid questions the other might ask him, Sasuke would see to that; his trademark syllable was exactly the right choice to do so. And sure enough…

"Bastard! I'm trying to have a conversation here, you know?" Naruto was close to losing it. "You could at least pretend to be a human being instead of a bastard made of ice with an ice prick shoved up his ass!"

Sasuke snorted. "Ice bastard? I like that one! And that is your attempt in conversation? Pathetic."

"Screw you! Get off of my bed, right now! I'm done with you!" The Uzumaki began to throw an outgrown tantrum, determined to push the black haired asshole off his mattress.

And as every time when push came to shove, it ended in disaster and both boys found themselves with their lips pressed against each other. They stayed like this for some awkward seconds, disgust and shock written on their faces. Eventually they yanked back their heads, sputtering and wiping their mouths.

"See? That happens when you don't know when to stop, Usuratonkachi…" Sasuke said lowly, a threatening growl in his voice.

"See? That happens when you're a giant asshole who doesn't know how to behave toward others!" Naruto spit back, turning his body away from the other student. When he faced him again, a broad grin had spread over his face. "But since we know each other on a whole new level now, you might finally be willing to answer my question, hu? You can ask me one in return!"

The guy's excitement was contagious – which was something Sasuke had to prevent immediately. He didn't know what it was that made him actually consider going along with the boy's plans, but he found himself answering positively.

"Yay! Okay, so… What does 'usuratonkachi' mean? You're calling me that all the time and I don't even know what it means!"

Sasuke spared Naruto a cold glance, finally locking with the other's (remarkably blue and intense) eyes. "I won't answer that."

"Bu-… Why?" Naruto seemed honestly surprised. "Aw, come on, bastard! There was a moment! We had a moment and you crushed it!"

"A moment?" the Uchiha asked skeptically. "You don't refer to the… thing we did there, do you?"

"WHAT? NO!" The volume of the denial made clear that, no, Naruto did NOT refer to that. "But I had the feeling we got along for a few seconds. Don't spoil that!"

The Uchiha gave his company another once over, then sighed and sank back onto the mattress to get comfortable. It couldn't be helped – they were stuck together and it wouldn't hurt to get to known to at least one of his fellow students, right? No harm in that; they weren't bonding or anything.

"Honestly, I cannot answer your question," Sasuke admitted. "It's Japanese, that's all I know."

Naruto's eyes shone with sincere happiness. Sasuke, the Uchiha!, was finally talking – and to him at that! "So, it's possible you could possibly have been announcing your never dying love for me every time you said that?" A light snickering filled the air, easing the tension even more.

"NO!" That's what you got for being honest… "It's some kind of insult; that much I know."

"Oh, too bad. Since my 'bastard' is a term of endearment!" The blond's happy laughter rang through the dark room and elicited a small and unexpected chuckle from Sasuke. He did manage to turn it into a smirk, but the damage was done. "Hey, so you can have fun, hu? Nice to know!"

And once again Sasuke found himself without his usual scowl – and he actually didn't care. Except… "What happens in here stays in here, right?" It wasn't much of a question.

"Hu?" Naruto seemed confused by that.

"You won't go around and tell the others I don't know what I'm saying, right?"

"Ah, that. No, I won't. I won't even mention our make out session from earlier!"

"Usura-… Uzumaki!"

"Hey, just kiddin'! And I know we didn't make out – even when, I wouldn't say only one word about it; I like to be alive, you see?"

"What do you mean by that?" Now the Uchiha really was interested. And surprised by exactly that fact.

"If Sakura or Ino'd hear that I touched your sacred lips, they'd emasculate me right then and there. And as much as I like to be the center of attention-" "No kidding!" Sasuke interrupted. "Screw you, Sasuke. However, as much as I like to be the center of attention, I like my dick and balls even more."

The black haired boy could relate to that; at least to the emasculate-o-phobic part. "It's ironic, though," he began thoughtfully. "I'm not interested in any of the girls. All they do is look at me and drool for whatever reason."

"Hey, cut them some slack. You're hot!" Naruto chirped, getting more comfortable with both the mattress and the conversation they had.

The Uchiha's head spun around. "I'm what now?"

"You're hot! You can't tell me you didn't know!" An appreciating pair of eyes roamed the dark haired man's body. "With a body like that… Don't tell me you don't enjoy taking a shower and lathering those muscled abs wasn't a pleasure in itself!"

Sasuke's eyes grew wide and he couldn't take his glance off Naruto's face. Naruto hadn't just… Time for a topic change! "You promised I could ask a question, too."

"Yeah, I did." Thanks to Naruto and his attention 'span' – if you could call it that.

"Why do you paint dark lines in your face?" That was something Sasuke was really curious about. Kiba had those tattoos in his face – inheritance of his native roots. Kankuro wore some kind of strange make up… 'facepaint' as he called it, because of the puppet theater group he was a member of. It seemed that a lot of people in his new class had something that made them individual, something they did to let them stand out. So with Naruto it had to be the same; Sasuke wanted to know the reason behind it. But as he saw how the earlier light disappeared from the vividly eyes, he regretted his question.

Naruto brought his fingertips to his cheeks, slowly tracing the whisker like lines. "I don't paint them on my face. Actually, I'd rather paint them over but that only makes them stand out more."

Dull eyes rose up and locked with Sasuke's nearly black ones, showing a deep sadness that was usually hidden behind a cheery smile. "They are scars – and the only thing I have left of my parents."

That definitely dampened the mood and Sasuke felt bad for having asked the question in the first place. He wasn't able to apologize (that just didn't bare with his Uchiha genes), but he could try to get rid of the dark mood he had caused.

"Ah, I see. Let's talk about something else." That wasn't what he wanted; he really was interested in the stupid blond next to him (and it got harder to think of him as 'stupid' with every passing minute), but he didn't want the other to feel sad because of him.

It seemed like it had been the wrong thing to say, again.

"Oh, well… If you want to…" Naruto's voice was low and somehow crestfallen.

"Uzumaki, I mean… I don't … I didn't want you to feel down," Sasuke finally managed something akin to an apology and held the other's eyes to show him he meant it.

"I know, Sasuke. It's just… For a few seconds I thought you really wanted to know, you see? No one else ever asked about them before; maybe they think they are make-up as you did. But no one wanted to know." The blond's words came harder now. "No one wants to know Naruto Uzumaki. All you see is the goofball and idiot."

Sasuke gulped, almost withering under the intense gaze of Naruto's intense blue eyes; it was like they had their own spot highlighting them in the darkness of the gym.

"So, why did you change schools?"

Where did that come from? The Uchiha sat back, shaking his head in surprise. Ah, yes, he had asked for a topic change, right?

"Actually it's a little private… I had some problems on my old school – the people there couldn't take who I am so I changed schools and moved here; let's leave it at that."

"You simply moved here? What's with your family? Don't tell me the story about you having killed your brother is the truth!" Naruto's mind had lightened considerably and there were no traces left of his 'confession' earlier.

"Of course it's true!" Sasuke allowed himself a little chuckle. "Na, not really; but isn't it my turn after you had your question?"

Naruto looked at him in surprise, but grinned when he found the usual smirk missing. "Oh, sorry! Go on!"

"Okay. So, tell me about Naruto Uzumaki. Who are you?"

Dark, dull azure lit up and a sincere smile spread over the tanned, whiskered face. "You really want to know, hu? Not just out of a misplaced sense of obligation?" After a confirming nod Naruto scooted closer to Sasuke and sank onto his back, waiting for the dark haired boy to get comfortable next to him.

"Actually, I really AM a goofball and an idiot, but I'm sure you knew that already. But I like to think there's more to me than smiles and sunshine. I don't have any blood related family left; my parents died when their car bursted into flames – a fox had done something to some cables under the hood and a spark set fire to the fuel line. My father managed to get me out of my baby car seat, but Mum and Dad died. That's been years ago and ever since I was given from foster home to foster home. They called me 'firebug' and no one wanted to keep me. Then, a few years ago, my godfather reappeared on the surface and took care of me; that's the day I'm celebrating my birthday now."

Sasuke turned to his neighbor, a look of surprise on his face. "That's your story? And your scars are from the accident?"

Naruto shook his head, once again tracing the faded scars. "No, I got them later. I had a rather 'unpleasant' encounter with one of my foster fathers. He said that since I had nothing left of my parents to remember them he at least would make me look like a fox so I had something to remind me."

He didn't sound too depressed and that put the Uchiha at ease. "You're rather interesting when you want to be, Uzumaki."

"I live to please," Naruto laughed and rolled onto his side, now facing his company. "What about your background, Sasuke?"

"I have family back home, but I live here on my own. As I told you earlier, I changed not only the school, but the city as well – and the state at that. I had to get away from where I was; get away from a family's expectations I couldn't live up to."

"Any skeletons in the closet?"

"Close!" Sasuke actually snickered, his eyes nearly closing while his smile grew wider and his white teeth were shining through. "Since you told me your story I guess I owe you, hu? You have to promise me something, though. For real, this time!"

Naruto's curiosity was piqued and he brought his head closer to Sasuke's, his eyes shining in anticipation. "What is it? I'll promise anything!"

The Uchiha cocked his head to the side, a single eyebrow slowly rising. "Anything, hu?"

"As long as it isn't 'Never eat ramen again' or some shit like that!" the blond rectified, as eager as he had been before.

"I'll let you your ramen. It's just… What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, right?"

"Yeah, sure. But what has a desert city to do with us? You won't tell me you won a fortune on the one-armed bandit, do you?"

"Uzumaki, you're quite a handful to endure…" the dark haired boy sighed. "Let's just pretend this is Vegas and what happens here stays here. Understood?"

"Roger!" the smaller of the men answered and indicated a military salute.

"Okay, so… It's not a skeleton I have in the closet. It's me." Sasuke waited for the explosion that surely was about to come.

"What's you?"

"The skeleton."

"You're a skeleton? Hey, you're way too well built to pass for a skeleton!"

"Uhm… Thanks, I guess? But I'm in the closet."

"Technically this is a storage room; there are no mattresses in the closets here."

"Naruto, please!" Naruto might not have realized Sasuke just had used his first name to address him for the first time; Sasuke surely had and it made him feel lightheaded. "I'm a man in the closet."

"So you're gay," Naruto stated bluntly, clearly not seeing what the problem was. "So am I; no big deal."

Sasuke stared at him in shock; forgotten was the scowl, forgotten was the blank mask, forgotten was the ice prick shoved up his ass. "You… You're…"

"Gay, yeah."

"Not that! You're… okay with that?"

"It would be pretty hypocritical if I wouldn't be, don't you think?" Naruto rolled onto his back and raised his arms into the air, rotating his shoulders and being on balance. "Is that why you came here? Why you changed school and left your family?"

"Yes. I told one of my 'friends' about my preferences and he lost no time to make it public knowledge that the student council president was gay and therefore after everything with three legs." Sasuke sighed. "They made my life living hell. Snide remarks from nearly everything, hateful glares of the girls, the boys tried to beat me up – I never was the most sociable person on campus, but I at least had somecontact with other students. That stopped at that time and I tried to go on without paying attention to anyone else. It figured that didn't work – I was hated at school, was hated at home. I had to get out there and so I did. I am old enough and my uncle made sure to get rid of me as soon as he could. I was a stain on his reputation and had to be removed without causing a stir so he gave me the money I needed and sent me my way. And here I am," he ended and mimicked Naruto's posture, slouching on the mattress and rotating his shoulders to get rid of the tension that had built over months of hiding his inner self.

"Sasuke?"

"Naruto?"

"Thank you."

"For what?"

"For telling me. For listening to me. For using my name instead of 'usupatronchki'."

"Hn. Usuratonkachi."

"And back to the monosyllables…" Naruto groaned. "Oh, by the way: 'Usuratonkachi' means 'idiot'; just for further references."

"Wait, you know what it means?" The Uchiha raised his upper body, staring at the other boy in surprise.

"Well, yeah. I had foster parents who were teachers and they called me that a lot. That makes me think: You're parents aren't redheads, by any luck?" He looked at black hair and black eyes and shook his head laughing. "Forget that. Whatever; I looked it up and here it was."

Sasuke had the decency to look a little ashamed, turning away his head and mumbling something unintelligible. When he turned back to face Naruto again a loud snap tore through the air and the Uchiha grunted in pain, clutching his neck. "Fuck!"

Naruto looked up, worry written clear over his face. "Sasuke?"

"Cricked my neck!" he managed between gritted teeth, cautiously pressing his hand on the aching area.

"Sprawl and relax, I'll help you!" Naruto ordered, scooting to the side to make some space for the black haired boy. Who looked at him a little stunned. "What? I'll give you a massage!"

Sasuke wasn't too fond of the idea of being touched, but his aching neck made him consider the offer and he finally gave in. But before his chest could make contact with the squashy surface of the mattress Naruto held him back. It was the first touch and Sasuke hadn't even flinched – he was so proud of himself!

"Shirt," Naruto stated dryly.

Now Sasuke flinched. "Right. It covers my upper body and prevents me from getting cold or wet should the weather turn foul."

"Off."

"But-"

"Sasuke; there IS no weather inside, neither foul nor anything else. So would you please strip? And that's not meant as a bad pick-up line."

Since it didn't seem like he'd get off the hook he started to yank on his shirt, pulling it over his head. While his sight was restricted he couldn't see Naruto's eyes roam over his body, taking in every square centimeter of pale skin that was revealed before his appreciating gaze.

Creamy skin stretched over rippled abs, highlighted by a thin path of night black hair leading from the pants' hem to a delectable navel; further up defined pectoral muscles made their appearance, adorned by small, dark nubs. As the lower hem of the shirt revealed the juncture between throat and chest Naruto stared into another direction; partly to hide his earlier staring, but mostly to keep his cock from awaking to full aroused state. That wouldn't only make the massage pretty hard (no pun intended), it would spoil the friendly mood they had established as well.

Sasuke spread his shirt out on the mattress and sank down onto it, moving slowly to prevent his neck from further damage. "Uhm, Naruto… One more thing."

"Hm?" Naruto grunted in acknowledgement; he wouldn't open his mouth unless really necessary or he would cause drool Deluge worthy of being mentioned in the next Bible. Sasuke was too hot for his own good – sprawled in front of him, topless, with lean back muscles shifting under smooth skin, a slightly trembling bicep, a butt to bite in… He was a temptation on legs, a walking wet dream and he was about to touch this sacred being!

"Eh, sorry? I kinda spaced out…"

"It's just… Please don't feel offended should I flinch, okay? I'm not used to be touched by others." The embarrassment was clearly audible in the raven's voice.

"No problem, Sasuke. When it gets too uncomfortable you just have to say something and I'll stop." Suddenly Naruto became more excited. "We could agree on a safe word, how's that?"

"That's Sadomaso, Naruto. I don't think we reached that level yet!" Sasuke deadpanned, but his posture became more relaxed. A disappointed huff from Naruto made him reconsider his answer and he finally gave in. "Okay, 'Hatake' is my safe word. Okay?"

"Okay!" the Uzumaki cheered, cautiously straddling Sasuke's outstretched legs. "Then I can get a little rougher, hu?"

The boy under him snickered and closed his eyes, his head placed onto his arms. A content sigh escaped him as warm hands began to work their magic on his neck.

It didn't take long and the breathing of the dark haired male evened out and he doze off. Naruto was familiar with this kind of reaction to his massages and he gloated about it as often as he could. He guessed it was his easy going attitude, his high body temperature and a little bit of a talent to massage that made others let their guards down around him so they could relax.

His hands kneaded the knots out of Sasuke's neck and shoulders, then squeezed the musculature of that area until he could feel it heat up. When the upper back was considerably loosened he turned his eye – and his hands – on the muscular small of the back, letting his fingers roam over the creamy skin along the spine. It felt great to have this man under him, relaxed enough to sleep in his former 'enemy's' presence.

"Ne, Sasuke, we kinda get along," he whispered as he spread his hands to cover as much of the porcelain skin as he could. He could feel his warmth seep into the body beneath him, at the same time as the muscles under his fingers trembled slightly.

Naruto drew soothing circles over the broad expanse of Sasuke's back, not one square centimeter being neglected by his skilled hands. Sometimes he even went down the other boy's sides, feeling the rips under his calloused fingertips, stroking as much of the other's front as he could.

Whenever the blond removed his hands from Sasuke's body the sleeper grunted his disapproval and fidgeted unwillingly. In contrast he moaned lowly as soon as Naruto brought his hands back on his skin and the fidgeting stopped the very second.

It was those moans who got to Naruto the most. Not only was he presented with the most delicious piece of man one could think of; no, he decided to moan at his merely touch! It was the Uzumaki's turn to fidget now. His fidgeting had a side effect he hadn't thought of – he slid further down the Uchiha's body, taking his sports pants with him. A few centimeters of even paler, even silkier skin was revealed and Naruto nearly lost it.

There, right in front of him, were two firm globes, visible mostly through the strained layer of clothing, revealed by a few centimeters so that the topmost part of his cleft was visible between the round and perfect cheeks. Naruto drooled onto his shirt and didn't even notice it.

Instead he leaned forwards and laid his face onto the warm back, relishing the scent of the other teen. He took deep breaths of the smell and tried to burn it into his memory. After a few moments he was sure he could identify Sasuke just by his scent; but it wasn't enough. He had seen him, he had heard him, he had touched him, he had smelled him – he wanted, needed to taste this man!

Naruto sat up, listening closely to Sasuke's breathing; even, deep, calm. Yupp, still asleep – that was his chance! Leaning down once more, he brought his face to Sasuke's neck, his eyes wide open and ready to notice even the slightest stir.

The tanned teen buried his nose in the black locks of the other boy, inhaling the fresh scent of the raven's shampoo. Then he continued his journey down the cervical vertebrae, until he reached the plain between the shoulder blades.

Pushing his puckered lips against the vibrating skin he paused, waiting for any sign of Sasuke's awakening. Deeply relieved at the complete lack of reaction Naruto respired and became a little braver. His tongue peeked out between full lips, its tip finally reaching the warmth of the other body.

Naruto mewled and closed his eyes as the full spectrum of sensations washed over his brain.

Sasuke's scent in his nose, the slightly salty flavor of his skin on his (now full out lapping) tongue, his warmth seeping through Naruto's shirt – and his low, husky voice in his ear.

Voice!

"Naruto, you should wash your hands."

"I… Sas-… Sor-… What?"

"You should wash your hands," Sasuke calmly replied, his answer muffled by the arms his face was resting in.

"Oh, they are sweaty, right?"Perfect excuse! Sweaty hands; that was what's been wet on Sasuke's skin!

"No, they are perfectly dry. But they are doing nasty, dirty things."

"Like massaging you? Have you been a bad boy, Sasuke?"

"No, Naruto. But your hands are currently cupping my ass; under my pants, if I may add that." Sasuke's voice hadn't wavered once, hadn't lost its composure and calm for a second.

Unlike Naruto who was close to lose pretty much everything – mostly his nerves. He yanked his hands back as if he'd been burned (a little voice in his head mourning the loss of feel and the fact that Naruto hadn't even known he had been feeling Sasuke's perfect ass under his fingers) and literally jumped off of Sasuke.

"Oh my God! That's so embarrassing! I'm sorry, Sasuke! I… It's not like me to do something like that!"

"So you're no rapist of sleeping people by habit?" Sasuke enjoyed the situation way too much. He hadn't moved an inch since Naruto had stopped his massage.

Come to think of it…

"Sasuke? When exactly did you wake up?" Naruto asked suspiciously, his eyes closing in on the tousled back of Sasuke's head.

"That's not the question to ask, Usuratonkachi."

"Then what is, bastard?" 'Back to the known habits, hu?'

"The right question would be: 'Did you fall asleep at all'…" Sasuke rolled on his side and searched for Naruto's gaze. "Come back, Naruto. I really enjoyed your massage. And stop blushing!"

"It's not the massage I'm embarrassed about – I know what to do with my hands!" Naruto retorted pouty.

"Do you really think I had a problem with you touching me? Jeez! I'm surprised I didn't have!" Sasuke's eyes were honest. "Naruto, would you please join me on the mattress again?"

'That's new! A pleading Sasuke! I could get used to that…'

"I know what you're thinking, Uzumaki, and I'll tell you once: Forget it!" the Uchiha growled, but patted the free space next to him nonetheless.

"You know, I could make you plead and beg, Sasuke…" Naruto mused, back to his good mood.

When he sank down next to Sasuke a strong arm snaked around his shirt covered shoulder and pulled him closer to the half naked man.

"Sure…" the black haired teen breathed and closed his eyes. "Now I'll sleep. And I won't let go of you – just to make sure you don't rape me in my sleep; better safe than sorry, right?"

The Uzumaki wriggled closer into the embrace. Gripping the offered hand he answered: "Yupp, better safe than sorry." And then he intertwined their fingers, squeezed Sasuke's hand and relaxed into sleep. "Hey, Sasuke," he mumbled before it was too late.

"Hn?" -Grunt from Naruto- "Oh, sorry! What?"

"Thank you."

Naruto awoke warm and comfy. His back was pressed against a firm wall of warmth, his head rested on something hard, but it was higher than the soft mattress he lay on and named mattress adjusted to his posture. He wiggled and scooted even closer to the warm wall behind him, snuggling into the welcoming arms that closed around him.

Arms?

"Good morning, Sleeping Beauty!" Sasuke's voice washed over him, bringing back memories of his embarrassment, but of the good things, too.

"So you're my prince, hu?" The blond yawned and turned around in the other's hold. "Is it morning already?"

"No. I think we slept for two or three hours. It's probably around eleven or something."

"So we still got time. That's good," Naruto mumbled, enjoying the raven's closeness to its fullest.

"Time for what?" Sasuke asked, a smirk hidden in his amused voice.

"For what we are doing!" He really didn't get where that was incomprehensible. He felt great right now; being warm, being held, maybe even being cherished. Too bad it all would come to an end with the sunrise. Naruto felt more like Cinderella than Sleeping Beauty – when the bell rang twelve times his dream was over and he didn't even have a glass shoe to leave behind on the stairs.

"Actually… We can do that all night long!" the Uchiha added, nuzzling the blond mob of hair in front of his face. He startled in shock, running through his last actions and thoughts another time. Nuzzling? An Uchiha? Screw it, he was Sasuke and did what he wanted to do. And what happened in Vegas stayed in Vegas, so there was no danger of being caught in the act of being a human being.

Naruto giggled as Sasuke's nose tickled his ear and he wriggled in the other teen's embrace. "Ticklish!" he warned, but when Sasuke didn't stop he couldn't help but squirm.

A stray hand landed on the raven's still unclothed chest and refused to leave that spot. That made the boys stop fooling around and their eyes found the other's.

"Naruto…"

"Sasuke?"

"I'm not ticklish."

"Then you don't mind?"

"No, I don't…"

Naruto's fingers sprawled over the defined chest, hiding one of the dark brown nipples under his palm. Slowly their faces came closer, until they were parted by a mere breath. "You wouldn't mind this, either?"

"No, I woul-" Naruto interrupted the meaningless sentence in the most effective way; he pressed his full, red lips onto Sasuke's thinner, pale ones and once again he mewled like he had done when he had tasted Sasuke's skin for the first time. The pressure behind the kiss increased and the blond pushed his whole body flush against the Uchiha's taller form.

Sasuke reacted in the first way that came to his mind – he pulled Naruto on top of him and used the startled gasp to invade the blond's mouth to experience his taste first hand. Or tongue.

Two slick muscles engaged in a heated dance, rubbing against each other playfully and coaxing them into the foreign territory, just to fight back again.

The teens communicated through grunts and moans, neither of them willing to break their connection. Moving their lips over each other they devoured their counterpart, giving into the tension that had built over the last few months, finally collapsing in this moment.

"Naruto, you-" Sasuke mumbled against the younger boy's mouth.

"I know, Sasuke. You too!"

"No, you don't know. You are causing my cock into a more than uncomfortable angle!"

"Oh, sorry!" Naruto blushed and raised his hips at the same time as he dove in for the next kiss. While his lips distracted Sasuke from what he had planned to do – bringing order into the contents of his pants, most probably – he used the opportunity to open the pants' bow and pull them down in one swift move, taking the boxers with them.

Sasuke's previously strained erection slapped back onto his taut stomach with an audible 'smack' and left small stains of precum behind; a groan accompanied the smack and made Naruto grin into their kiss.

"Why is it that I am mostly naked and you are still fully dressed?" Sasuke asked a little pouting; he was not even shocked by his 'un-Uchiha-ness' when he was faced with a Naruto who slowly stripped his shirt while his pelvis circled over his own lower body.

Centimeter for centimeter of evenly tanned skin was revealed as Naruto stretched his upper body, pulling his shirt upwards. A defined six-pack led up to two pert nipples, adorning a muscular chest. Sasuke followed the path of the shirt, caressing the sun kissed skin until he reached Naruto's broad shoulders. His hands continued their tour down the arms, returned via the inner side of the limbs and stroked over the armpits, finally reaching the blond's throat. Naruto was breathtaking!

"Like what you see?" Naruto asked grinning and increased the pressure of his crotch against Sasuke's arousal.

"A lot!" Sasuke answered huskily, then palmed Naruto's own arousal through his pants. "Like what you feel?"

"I like this better…" came the whispered answer and Naruto had yanked his pants down and buried Sasuke's hand between his thighs. The raven didn't lose any time and closed his fingers around the blond's erection, his own cock forgotten for the moment – Naruto's face, captured in excitement and pleasure, was way more fulfilling; and those sounds!

Naruto on the other hand didn't even try to concentrate on anything particular, nor did he try to conceal his moans. It simply felt too good to be in this situation with Sasuke – after everything they had gone through. The nearly hate in school, the tense afternoon, the nice evening, the sleep in each other's arms; Naruto was falling for Sasuke. Screw that, he was in head over heels!

Frantically grabbling filled the next few minutes while both boys got to know the foreign body, got to know the points that made the other gasp and the strokes that elicited the most delicious moans.

Both young men were horny like hell when their erections finally met for the first time.

Naruto wiggled on top of Sasuke, sliding down a few centimeters until he could grasp both their cocks and stroke them simultaneously. Anticipation burned brightly in his eyes as he brought their dicks together. As soon as the sensitive skin touched for the first time – nothing overly exciting happened. It felt good to feel their precum slickened slide together, though, but not to the expected amount of intensity.

"I… kinda expected something to happen…" Sasuke said almost disappointed.

"You want something to happen?" Naruto asked grinning, increasing the pressure of his hand and thrusting slowly with his hips. At the raven's approving nod he broke their contact and slid further down the other's body, leaving kisses in his wake.

A poking tongue played with hardening buds, waking them to full hardness before bold teeth gnawed on them lightly. Naruto's hands never left Sasuke's body, either.

Probing fingertips feathered over taut abs, tickled muscular thighs and caressed the sensitive skin of the raven's arms, discovered even the tender arm pits; much to Sasuke's surprise.

"Isn't that a little disgusting?" he asked into the silence.

"Is it for you?" Naruto answered muffled, his mouth unwilling to get separated of the smooth pectorals he just was mapping.

"No… It feels – good!"

"So does it for me, Sasuke!" And as to proof his point Naruto kissed his way over to the side, licking a wet trace from a hardened nipple into the warm and tender cave. The blond breathed deeply, inhaled the masculine scent that was Sasuke; his flavor full of a hardly tamed virility hidden beneath something hot and spicy.

For Naruto it was heaven and hell at the same time – and a million things more. His tongue lapped hungrily, moistening a path from the hot pit down to the hand. When he was done his own hand reached for the caressed appendage and fingers intertwined while Naruto kissed his way back up to Sasuke's parted lips.

A sensual kiss connected their faces, their desires and their lust and they moaned into the lock of their lips at the same time. "Let's see if something happens now," Sasuke suggested and pushed Naruto into the right position to grab their heavily leaking erections once again.

Naruto sighed contently, arching his back and pushing his hips into Sasuke's. "Definitely happening something right now!" he moaned and closed his eyes. His body fell into a slow and steady beat of thrusts, supported by Sasuke's equally slow strokes.

They weren't in a hurry, didn't want to end this too soon. Instead they stretched their ministrations as long as they could, enjoying the shared sensations.

"Do you… hng! Do you like it?" Sasuke asked shaking.

"Yeah! I… Ah! Love it!" Naruto's thrusts lost their steadiness and the beat became erratic with the urge to find the blissful completion. "Sasuke, I'm about t'-"

"Wait for me, Naruto! Just a little-…" The grip around their cocks tightened as Naruto put his hand around Sasuke's and helped the strokes, varying angle and pressure.

The joined sensation washed over them, nearly frying their brains and all that was left was lust and the determination to reach oblivion. Words were lost on them; mumbled syllables and grunted moans filled the air instead and never once did their gaze waver, never once did they lose the connection of their eyes.

"Now, Naruto! I'll-…!" Sasuke was lost in the frantic beat of their hearts, of their lovemaking – even if they didn't penetrate one another it felt like a deeper bond they shared. These thoughts catapulted him over the edge and all his breath left his lunges in a silent sigh.

His whole body bucked and his muscles tightened while his cock was shooting his load, pumping his balls empty.

Naruto followed not a second later, being enthralled by the angelic face beneath him. Sasuke was… beautiful, there was no other word big enough to describe him. Passionate in his orgasm, energetic in his bucking and at the same time calm and relaxed. To him, Sasuke was the fire – wild, untamed, hot and lifesaving; but when the flames were gone you were left with the warming embers, glowing in the night and warming you until the sun would rise again with her fire.

Those weren't Naruto's thoughts right now, though. Right now he was busy with spraying their bodies with his own cum as thick ribbons of his white cream shot out of the tip of his dick.

Naruto sank down onto Sasuke's chest, spent and tired, but happy like he'd never been before. He didn't want to say the lame 'Thank you' again, didn't want to end this like it was something normal and merely everyday's business. Because it wasn't; neither normal nor everyday's business. They could make it a returning occurrence, though…

'What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas', Sasuke's voice echoed in his memory and Naruto's high spirits deflated. He hid his eyes behind his lids and pressed his mouth onto Sasuke's, determined to get as many kisses out of his nights as he could. He was sure the next day would bring reality back.

Sasuke returned the kiss with the same intensity and held Naruto close to his sprinkled chest. He wouldn't let go of the blond, no matter what. He would hold him tight the whole night, would bath him in his presence and would bath in the other's closeness at the same time. It was the first bond he had forged since he had been made an outlaw in his former school, and he would cherish it!

Tiredness came way too early for both of them, but they knew they had to at least dress again before they could fall asleep. Who knew when Hatake would come to let them out of the hall?

"Good night!" Sasuke yawned, pulling Naruto flush against him.

"Night, Sasuke," Naruto whispered tiredly, and finally added: "Thank you. For noticing me."

Author's comment: I wrote this because someone asked me to do it. This goes out to you! ;) And to anyone else who read this - I love you all! 3 Sorry I didn't stick to the prompt stricter, though; it's just - they took me were they wanted to and all I had to do was to type like a lunatic. I rewrote large parts of this several times and can only hope it meets your expectations. :)

Sorry for the melodrama at the end! It's unusual for me to end with such a depressive mood, but I promise to write the sequel soon! :)