Under the Desert Night Sky *Completed*

"I almost forget how green everything was around here." Sasuke had a window seat on the train that was traveling down toward the Hidden Leaf Village.  Sitting next to each other, Naruto lounging tired against him on the brown, leather, sofa-like benches. Moving to lean over Sasuke, the blond looked out the window as well. He gave a nod in agreement. "Yeah. It's pretty different from the desert, isn't it?" Returning the nod, Sasuke looked to the weight against his shoulder. "We're almost there. Are you sure you're ready for this?" Sitting back down, Naruto put a leg up on the opposing chair as his body sank into the cushions. With arms crossed over the chest, he gave a tired yawn. "After a nap, maybe."

The man had gotten up much earlier than Sasuke. He had to book the train tickets, apologize on Sasuke's behalf for not being in class due to medical leave, and find help for some to maintain the farm. All of this before dawn, and now stuck on a train. Since they were going back home, Naruto thought it would be better to look like Shinobi again. For the most part of their time in the desert, they had been dressed like regular civilians. Sasuke wore a tank cut, mesh shirt under a white kimono on top that stopped at mid-thigh. The back was decorated with his family symbol, the paper fan, that was embroidered in red. For the legs were black slacks, topped with tall, black open toed boots that covered his knees with an armoring. On the hands were open-fingered gloves, padding on the palms and knuckles. The gloves were long, covering his forearms and stopped just halfway up his upper arm. The length of the gloves were tightened down with multiple straps and buckles. Unlike his brother, Sasuke kept his longer hair pulled slightly off the back of his neck. The ponytail was tied tightly with a long white strap, the ends dangling down his back. Keeping the kimono top together was a long black belt, tied with a knot in the front. This is where his sword would be harnessed, if he were not sitting down. As of now, the weapon standing on the floor, resting between Sasuke's legs against his knee.

As for Naruto, he had shaved his rough stubble face into a clean and shortly fuzzy goatee. His hair was brushed forward with signature blond spikes sticking up front. A black and white long-sleeved flak jacket was halfway zipped up, showing off the mesh shirt and his pecks underneath it. As always, his neckless dangled from his neck. The matching white and black pants were slightly baggy, a white draw string dangling from his waist line. On his thighs were a pair of twin black pouches, standing out from the white fabric of the pants. Despite the clothes being nearly a clone of his former black and orange suit, this suit was also enhanced with thicker padded armor. Small red whirlpools decorated his shoulders, matching the large whirlpool on the back. The entire suit was a loving gift from Sasuke, who's real purpose was to replace the orange disaster he hated. Likewise, Naruto had gifted Sasuke with his to replace Orochimaru's creepy uniform.

Despite looking like high level Shinobi, neither of them wore a headband. Sasuke had long given his up since the night he had left the village. Naruto had given his to Sakura after the trail which determined their banishment. Maybe it was an unspoken promise that he might return to get it, but when that would be was hard to say. Before now, Naruto hadn't considered returning at all. His eyes opened after a minute, completely unable to sleep. With a stomach that was in knots, he wiggled until it bothered Sasuke.  "If you're going to squirm, then sit up. " Grumbling, Naruto only leaned more. His weight pushed Sasuke against the wall of the train. "I'm trying to sleep. It's just not working..." Forcing the tired eyes closed, Sasuke smirked at him. Putting an arm around the blond, Sasuke's gentle fingers petted Naruto's cheek and fuzzy chin.



"Go to sleep. I'll wake you when I get here." Murring, the gentle petting easily put the large blond into a deep sleep. The train continued to roll, the drink and food carts constantly going up and down the aisle. After three cans of tea, Sasuke wiggled away to the bathroom . This left the curled up man on the bench alone, laying on his side. Taking his time, Sasuke washed his face and hands thoroughly. Gone for only about five to seven minutes, coming back was surprisingly shocking. Sasuke's seat was occupied with Naruto curled up on a toned thigh of another man! Eyebrows twitching, Sasuke recognizing right away who the intruder was. With short ink-black hair on the head that looked out the window,  a half gloved hand gently petting the short blond hair in his lap. Even the milk-white pale skin, was all burned into Sasuke's memory.  It was only as he was glaring, did Sasuke notice his sword was pinned under the boots of the other.

With tightening fists, Sasuke moved to sit on the opposite side. Without a word, the grey eyes behind glasses continued to glare daggers. "So you were the one following us. I figured they'd send Danzo's former lap dog to keep track." Turning to look at Sasuke, the skilled, thin fingers continued to pet Naruto's hair lovingly. "I'm surprised he can even sleep this hard. Well no, I guess I'm not." Looking down, Sai gave an admiring smile as he tucked a strand of hair behind his ear. While the hair wasn't as short as before, it still didn't pass the neck. Leaning down, the soft pink lips threatened to kiss Sasuke's property. "Get any closer, I'll kill you." Naruto's eyes had shot open, staring coldly at Sai. The artistic ninja only smiled placidly.

"Not like we haven't kissed before, Naruto."

"In your dreams maybe, you homo rapist." Sitting up, Naruto stood up immediately to start walking down the aisle towards the back of the car. "I have to piss, and when I get back, you better not be here." Sasuke smirked, his champion coming through like always. He also hated Sai, with a deep rooted passion. Sighing softly, Sai's smile slipped away. The jet-black eyes were staring just at coldly at Sasuke as he was being stared at. "You. You're the smart one, right?  A pussy like you doesn't deserve him, but he always did prefer women. You know why I'm trailing you, but don't be confused. I'm not here to stop you."

Sasuke snorted, looking out the window. "I know that lap dogs do what they are told. Someone in Anbu  sent you to find us, but it wouldn't be the first time. Tell me, how did you feel when Naruto had you by the throat on the ground?" Sai only smirked a bit, looking at the window himself.

"I got a nice view of his cock. He really shouldn't go outside in just a towel. Then again, I'm not the only one who's been grabbed by him like that before. You've gotten your ass handed to you plenty of times. Maybe that's why you're the one who Takes. It. Up. There. Right?" Sai held his index and thumb into a circle, holding it up to one of his eyes and he teased. Eyebrows twitching, Sasuke only tightened his fists with small shocks coming from them. He didn't want to start a fight over something that was true to begin with, but he also really hated this guy.  Sasuke had matured after all this time after all, so he kept telling himself over and over again as his raging hormones flared.

Naruto had taken a long, tired leak in the bathroom, washing his hands and face afterwards. Looking in the mirror, he could see dark bags had formed under the eyes. Cold water splashed the face again, trying to wake up. Drying, he stopped to look in the mirror again. Dropping the towel, Naruto spun around to see that he wasn't alone.  "Yo" A friendly familiar voice spoke with a waving hand. The tall man with messy white hair side-stepped him. Stepping behind the short divider, pants were undone to take a leak as well. "Kakashi-Sensei?" Though, Naruto was happy to see him, he was still slightly disturbed that his teacher had pulled out his cock to take a leak.  Laughing, the blond relaxed. "You too, huh?" The visible eye only smiled as there was a the sound of the zipper being brought up and the toilet flushed. "Hey, don't look at me like that. I'm here as your Sensei. I haven't seen my students in a few years..." Naruto laughed a bit, pushing the door open open in order to walk out of the bathroom first. "I suppose at least Sasuke might be glad to see ...you? Sasuke?" At the seats, Sasuke had managed to get his sword. The unsheathed blade at Sai's neck had already cut into the side of Sai's throat shallowly. Sai's own short sword was press on the back of Sasuke's neck nearly a pin prick deep. A ridiculously strong hand holding up the long black ponytail to get a clearing.  Kakashi laughed nervously, putting his hands up. "Now, now boys. This is a public place. Why don't we just calm down..." His hand moved to Sasuke's shoulder, accepting the harsh look his former student gave him. "Sasuke, you look quite well. Hair is a bit long...but it suits you."

"Shut the hell up, you perverted old man." Despite the harsh tone, Sasuke lowered his sword, swatting Sai's hand away. Sai lowered his blade as well, moving to stand next to Kakashi. His body was just as toned and graceful as it was before. Taller, but still beautiful. If not for his 'aggressive' tendencies, Naruto might have...

"Naruto."

'Crap', Naruto thought to himself as Sasuke called his name. He had been caught staring and he knew it. "Yeah? What is it?" The nervous laugh Naruto gave  meant that he knew he was in trouble. Sasuke only moved over to the window, indicating that the blond sit down next to him.  Complying, Naruto came and plopped down heavily with a sigh. His arm causally went around Sasuke's body without thinking. Sasuke had crossed a leg over the other, his arms crossed as he looked out the window again. Kakashi only raised an eyebrow, looking over to Sai. Smiling, Sai just shrugged. "Well, we might as well join you for the rest of the trip..." the older sensei smiled, not wanting to say anything about the scene. With a relieving noise, he sat down in comfort. A book came from his sleeve, flipping to a saved page as he brought it up to his nose. Sai sat down as well, his book bag coming off  his shoulder to pull out a sketch pad. Naruto moved his eyes set on Kakashi's face, staring at the covered eye. Sasuke had looked to Naruto, his eyes following to look at the Sensei as well.

They both had the same idea in mind, more or less. Each one considering the transplant of their eyes to one another. Kakashi, a non-Uchiha, had it done and it worked, so why couldn't they?