A/N: Aiyah, sorry! I legit forgot to post this because I'm moving atm |D Sorry for the delay, totally thought this was up.

Disclaimer: -bolts away from Masashi Kishimoto's house with Kiba over her shoulder- MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

September 12th, 14:55

Watching Naruto try and piece together his memory of Essyu and his new thoughts of Sasuke was actually quite entertaining. And while Sasuke had been in agony being so close and yet so very far from the blond, it had all been worth it for the look on his face.

Well, not the one he had right now, but the one before that when he'd finally realized Sasuke and Essyu were the same person. Currently, his expression looked like someone had force-fed him something foul.

"Sorry," Naruto said after a few seconds of silence. "I'm slowly changing gears. I'm trying to switch my mind over to you being Essyu and not the creepy stalker guy I've been trying to get away from for the past few weeks."

Sasuke snorted, smirking still and slowly walking forward, hands in his pockets. "I was trying to see how long it would take for you to realize who I was, moron. But especially after the near-disaster earlier, I couldn't wait anymore."

He stopped right in front of Naruto, who was still slowly going from horrendously confused to a little bit happy.

"I'm still not sure I believe you," Naruto said once Sasuke was right in front of him.

"Then keep thinking while I work on convincing you." The raven reached up with one hand, caressing the side of Naruto's face and pressing his lips against the other's.

The blond pulled away and scrunched up his nose. "You taste like an ashtray."

Sasuke stared at him. "Really? We're apart for almost a year and the only thing you can think of to say to me right now is that I taste like an ashtray?"

"Well, you do!" Naruto insisted with a scowl. "Besides, I didn't say I wouldn't kiss an ashtray!" He grinned. "Just letting you know you taste like one."

Smirking once more, the Uchiha leaned forward and pressed his lips hungrily against Naruto's again, the blond tugging harshly at the front of his shirt, pulling him closer. Sasuke stumbled forward a step, thrusting his tongue into the other's mouth, and slammed Naruto back against a row of lockers.

Pain shot through him and he tasted blood in his mouth, denoting Naruto had bitten down much harder than he was sure the blond had meant to. He didn't care. Naruto didn't seem to, either, pulling him even closer and practically sticking his tongue down Sasuke's throat.

After a few seconds of heated kissing, Sasuke pulled away, chest heaving, struggling to catch his breath and slow his heart, though he knew there was no way he was going to be able to calm down enough. Not after months of waiting for this moment again. Months of being sure this was never going to come. Of knowing he was going to lose Naruto forever.

Well, God sure fucked that all over. And for once, Sasuke didn't mind.

"Your car here?" Naruto asked.

Sasuke shook his head. "I have a driver, now."

"Fuck," the blond hissed, looking up and down the corridor. "Your place is close, isn't it?"

"Enough, yeah. We can make it in ten minutes if we walk."

Naruto pulled himself free from the other's grip, grinning wickedly. "We can make it in five if we run."

Sasuke could run. He could do that for Naruto.

Following the other towards the door, Naruto suddenly stopped, causing Sasuke to have to deke around him at the last second to avoid a collision.

"Dude..." Naruto turned to him, horrified. "You have Bronchitis!"

"The tailend, you're not gonna catch it, moron."

"Oh my God, I'm gonna die!"

Sasuke smacked him across the back of the head, smirking. "You're an idiot."

"And you're an asshole!" Naruto shot back, grinning slightly while rubbing the back of his head.

The Uchiha felt relieved. Even after one year of separation, they could still fall back into their appropriate roles. He was eager to find out just how over his phobia the blond truly was, now. It was going to be interesting...

September 16th, 15:45

Kiba pulled his pillow up over his head with a groan, feeling like his insides were trying to become his outsides and struggling to ignore all the noise coming from God knew where. Who would have thought that having a mansion with hundreds of rooms and dozens of exits would mean people would feel the need to be doubly loud to ensure they could be found if necessary?

"I'm dying," he groaned pathetically to himself, his voice sounding as ragged as the day he'd screamed himself hoarse at the amusement park downtown. Naruto had, too, so it wasn't like he was a loser all by himself. They'd both been retarded and screamed at the top of their lungs.

He heard his bedroom door open and let out a pathetic whine. Peeking out from under his pillow through puffy eyes, he saw Hana standing in his doorway, arms crossed and leaning back against the jamb.

"What?" he asked.

"You look like shit."

"Thank you, I hadn't noticed," Kiba replied dryly before pulling his pillow back over his face, practically suffocating himself since he couldn't breathe through his nose, and the pillow was making it hard to breathe through his mouth.

"Your moron is here."

Kiba let out another whine. "No, make him leave. He'll make me laugh and I'll puke all over myself."

"Hang on long enough for me to grab the video camera."

Kiba frowned, and was about to pull his pillow off his head when something jumped on him, and based on the weight, he knew for sure it wasn't his dog.

"Oh Christ almighty!" Kiba screamed, jerking upwards and rolling over, leaning over the side of the bed and coughing into his garbage can, feeling what little he'd actually managed to get into his stomach trying to make its way back up the way it had gone down. "Are you stupid?!"

"Actually, that's you," Naruto insisted with a grin, though his underlying expression showed he was sorry and hadn't known Kiba was pretty much dying. "When you said you were dying, I thought you were kidding."

"Well, I'm not," the brunet groaned, still leaning over the side, just in case.

"People are starting a rumour at school. They say you've got what I had last year and are inches away from death."

"Considering what you went through last year, I'll stick with this," Kiba muttered.

"I resent that."

Glancing up, the brunet gawked at the figure standing in his doorway, leaning sideways against the jamb with his arms crossed, much like Kiba's sister had been.

"Naruto... I think I'm hallucinating..." he said slowly.

"I told you to wait downstairs," Naruto insisted. "He's not exactly healthy enough to handle the news right now."

"Handle what news?" Kiba asked, looking over his shoulder at Naruto, then back over at Sasuke. "Dude, why are you in my house?"

"I was invited in."

"Makes sense, I heard all vampires had to be invited in before they could step foot into someone's house," the Inuzuka said, leaning over more and wrapping his arms around his garbage. "Ugh, go away."

"Maybe we should tell him some other time," Naruto said uncertainly.

"Tell me what?" Kiba demanded.

"That your statement about his experience last year offends me." Sasuke stepped forward into the room, and Kiba reached for his water bottle without looking up, waving it slightly in the raven's direction.

"This might just look like water, but I assure you, it's been blessed by a priest. Unless you wanna melt, Mr. Vampire creeper man, get away from me."

"I like him better when he can't talk. Is there a mute button?" Sasuke asked with a smirk.

"Well, since you're not looking like you wanna leave, and Kiba's threatening you with a bottle of water," Naruto let out a small laugh at that, "um, just don't freak out."

"Why do I feel like I'm gonna freak out?" Kiba sighed into his garbage. "And then promptly empty the contents of my stomach?"

"Remember what happened last year?"

"I don't think it's possible to forget about it."

"And um, remember how I kept complaining about Essyu not being around?"

"I don't think you've ever complained about anything more in your entire life."

"Well... turns out he was."

Frowning, Kiba looked up at Naruto, confused. Then slowly, he turned to look at Sasuke, who just smirked at him.

"Great," the brunet grunted, burying his face back into his garbage can. "You invite a vampire and kidnapper into my house. Thanks."

"I'm pretty sure he's richer than you are," Naruto whispered. "So you're safe."

"That's good to know." He looked up briefly, eying Sasuke. "Nice to officially meet you, I guess. I suppose I should stop trying to sit between you and Naruto in class now?"

"That would be appreciated. Though that's only if you actually make it back there in one piece." Sasuke eyed him. "You look ready to die."

"Seriously!" Naruto exclaimed, jumping onto his back lightly, and causing Kiba to gag into the trash.

"Dude!"

"Sorry." The blond crawled back off him and stood up, moving over to stand beside Sasuke. "We were gonna invite you to dinner at Sasuke's house, but you look like you're gonna keel over any second, and I'm pretty sure Itachi would murder you for ruining his new carpet."

"Good," Kiba groaned. "I don't wanna meet your crazy kidnapper friends."

"Itachi's not my friend. I put up with him because of Sasuke."

"Brilliant," Kiba replied dryly. "Can you guys please leave now so I can die in peace?"

Naruto blew a raspberry at him before huffing and waving goodbye. "Feel better, mutt-face."

"Fuck off," the brunet groaned, falling out of bed and curling himself around his trash can, his bedroom door shutting loudly. "I hate my life."

September 23rd, 16: 33

"Do you really think this is a good idea?" Naruto whispered to Sasuke, glancing anxiously over his shoulder at a sour-looking Kiba. "I mean, he barely tolerates you, and you were the nice one."

"You really think he's going to mouth off at Itachi?" Sasuke asked with a snort, opening his front door and leading the way inside. "Because I don't."

"I don't know," Naruto insisted, rubbing the back of his neck and leaning closer to Sasuke so Kiba wouldn't hear, since he was considerably closer now. "I still did and I was handcuffed and blindfolded while doing so. Kiba can get pretty mouthy."

"You worry too much. They'll meet tonight just so that Kiba can get his anger out of his system, and then they'll never have to see each other again."

The blond rubbed at his arm awkwardly, unsure as to how he felt about all this. He and Sasuke had been doing great over the past few days. Heck, even Naruto's dad was somewhat cool with him being bi-sexual. He'd expressed some concerns when he'd found out it was Sasuke Uchiha, but considering how happy Naruto was now, he tried to tone down his nagging.

Besides, as Naruto kept reminding him, this would be good for the company if they stayed together. And considering how they'd met and what they'd overcome, Naruto was pretty confident they weren't going to be splitting up anytime soon.

"I'll go and get Itachi, since he's probably in his office." Sasuke snorted. "We'll meet you in the living room."

Nodding, the blond punched Kiba in the arm lightly then motioned the corridor, leading the way.

"I can't believe you brought me here," Kiba hissed, suddenly right up against Naruto's back, sticking to him like glue. "What if they decide to keep us both locked in their basement and leech money off our parents until we waste away into nothingness?"

"Well, at least I'd still get laid," Naruto replied with a grin.

"Dude, I'm serious!" Kiba insisted, head whipping around, as if searching for an escape once they entered the living room. "There are no windows?! How are there no windows in a living room?!" He rounded on Naruto, grabbing his shoulders. "What kind of a living room has no windows?!"

"Dude, you need to calm down a little," the blond insisted, prying the other's hands off his shoulders and pushing him down onto a couch. "You're overreacting."

"Um, in what way is me freaking out about kidnappers kidnapping us an overreaction?" Kiba demanded, narrowing his eyes. "They did it once."

"And look what came out of it." Naruto motioned himself. "My dad talks to me, I have a boyfriend, and I got a kid back into school. Things are looking up for me. All in all, I can't think of a downside."

"I can," the brunet grumbled, leaning back angrily and crossing his arms. "I got ditched for a month, that kind of sucked."

Rolling his eyes, Naruto fell down into the armchair across from his friend. "Look, Kiba, like Sasuke said, this is mostly just a formality. You'll meet Itachi, we'll have dinner, and then you'll never have to see him again."

"I wouldn't be so sure about that."

Both boys turned to glance at the door, Sasuke standing beside his brother and eying him with concern, the older Uchiha smirking. Naruto had actually never seen such a malicious look on his face before, and considering he'd been kidnapped by the guy, that was saying something.

"He'll do."

Kiba paled and Naruto glanced at Sasuke, who just shrugged, as if to say, "well, couldn't have predicted this."

"Do? Do what? What will who do?" Kiba demanded, looking back and forth urgently between Sasuke and Naruto. "Who's doing what?!"

Naruto laughed nervously, rubbing the back of his head, and shrugging at Sasuke. When he looked back at his best friend, it was clear Kiba had clued in—or come to terms with what had been said. He was glaring daggers at him.

"I am going to kill you!"

"Come on, let's not waste time," Itachi said, still smirking. "I'm sure we can have our meal moved into the basement."

"You are so dead, Naruto. Totally dead."

Well, okay, so maybe this wasn't going as smoothly as Sasuke had planned, but really, Naruto didn't see what Kiba was complaining about. Sure, Itachi was a heartless, sadistic asshole, but Kiba was a stubborn, obnoxious brat.

No way would they last.

... Even if he and Sasuke were somehow managing.

"Oh, I am so dead," Naruto said with a laugh, shaking his head and standing up to follow Sasuke out of the room, interlacing his fingers with the raven's.

Things were definitely looking up for him.

END.