The Demilitarized Zone

Disclaimer: Not mine. Bummer.
Summary: Itachi Uchiha has always had a sadistic streak when it came to his little brother. Now the perfect opportunity has presented itself and he just can’t let it go by. He does love him after all.(SasuNaru)

Author’s Note: Thank you to everyone who reviewed last chapter. It was great to hear what you all thought. I was slightly concerned because I realize this is a little (okay, very) different from “For the Love of His Son” but as they say ‘variety is the spice of life’.
You’ll noticed that the Green Beast goes from Might Guy in the last chapter to Maito Gai in this chapter… many people sent his real name and who am I to disappoint. At some point I will go change it in the first chapter… but for now, I shall embrace my laziness. It makes me happy.

The Demilitarized Zone
Chapter 2


Kakashi pulled Iruka into his lap and appreciated the low moan he received for his efforts. Wrapping his left arm around the smaller man he reached across the table with his right and grabbed a juicy strawberry from a bowl before trailing it in whip cream and presenting it to his smiling lover. Iruka bit his lip before closing his eyes and sticking out the tip of his tongue to taste the decadent morsel. Kakashi gently pressed the tip of the strawberry to Iruka’s lips before slowly pushing it in and out. Iruka wiggled on his lap causing the silver haired man to tighten his grip to steady Iruka before things heated up faster than he planned. He leaned down to taste the sweet lips of his lov…

BAMMMMM!

Iruka jumped off Kakashi’s lap and landed on the floor due to a sound that could only be their front door being kicked off the hinges.

SLAM.

No, wait, the door slammed shut. Still on the hinges then.

“Where are you when I need you?! I need some fucking parental advice!”

Iruka took Kakashi’s hand as he helped him off the floor. “We’re in here, Naruto.”

They listened to their ‘son’ kick off his shoes and stomped his way toward the kitchen. Another ominous bump was heard.

“Fuck! Who the hell moved the stupid recliner?” Naruto whined limping into the kitchen.

Kakashi began clearing off the table after ‘adjusting’ himself… Kids had the absolute WORST sense of timing. “No one, sunshine, it’s been in the same damn place for five years.”

Naruto didn’t say anything just scolded at the smiling man before yanking a chair away from the table and dragging it towards the refrigerator. The chair banged against the stainless steel door, causing Iruka to cringe and then Naruto stepped onto it reaching into the cabinet over the appliance.

Iruka watched Naruto violently shift the contents of the cabinet for a moment before looking at Kakashi with a questioning look on his concerned face. The taller man shrugged and mouthed ‘drama queen’ before smirking.

“Yeah,” Naruto mumbled not turning around, “I totally saw that and you have no idea what kind of day I have had or how bad next week is going to be, you insensitive asshole.”

“Naruto, please watch your language.” Iruka said sternly taking a seat at the table as Naruto continued to rummage through the cabinet.

“Right,” Naruto turned around smiling sheepishly, a tan hand rubbing the back of his head, “Sorry, Iruka.” Turning back to the task at hand he mumbled, “Now, where the fuck is the tequila?”

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Three shot glasses slammed unto the table in unison. Naruto swayed slightly and pushed the bottle toward Kakashi who understood his newly assumed role as bartender and refilled the glasses.

“Minions! That’s what the sadistic bastard called us. Minions… Aren’t they like in hell or something?” Naruto slurred while positioning his fingers to resemble horns on either side of his head.

“Well, not necessarily,” Iruka corrected trying to adopt his ‘teacher’ face but failing miserably, “Really it’s a term for slave or follower or something… Anyway, it doesn’t have to be hell related.”

Naruto nodded sagely, “I still think Itachi is the devil though.” He downed his newly refilled glass.

Kakashi smiled at Naruto’s serious expression as the boy eyed his empty glass. They hadn’t had a night like this in a long time. It was going to hurt tomorrow morning but tonight it was great to have the three of them together. Kakashi had been barely twenty years old when his mentor had died in a car accident along with his wife leaving his two week old son alone. Kakashi had immediately stepped up to take custody of his godson. He and Iruka had been dating for less than six months when Kakashi became a father over night. It had been hard. Both boys were in college and now they had to handle a newborn baby. Kakashi remembered telling Iruka to leave and find something better so that he could enjoy his life instead of playing ‘house’ with him. Sometimes, twenty four years later, Kakashi swore his cheek still stung from the hit he had received that night.

“Dad…” Kakashi’s eyes flew to Naruto, “Dad… I can’t be alone with that bastard. You understand, right?” Naruto said staring at Kakashi with huge blue eyes.

Kakashi swallowed thickly and smiled when he felt Iruka take his hand under the table. “Naruto, why don’t you and the littlest Uchiha get along?”

Naruto reached across to swipe the tequila in front of Kakashi but didn’t succeed before Iruka removed the bottle from his reach. Standing, the brown haired man stumbled a little before catching himself, “I think we have all had enough of this for the night.” He returned the cap and set the bottle near the sink.

“So, sunshine, what do you have against Sasuke?” Kakashi continued, smirking as he watched Iruka weave his way back to the table.

“You know I hate the ‘sunshine’, Dad.” Naruto growled. “If anyone else said it…”

Iruka missed his seat completely and landed in Kakashi’s lap. Before he could move the silver haired man held him tightly against his chest, resting his chin on Iruka’s shoulder while looking at his son.

“What about Iruka? What if he called you ‘sunshine’?”

“Papa would never do that because he isn’t an ass.” Naruto gave a warm smile to Iruka before allowing his head to fall onto the table with a painful thud.

Iruka stiffened at the term ‘papa’, not because he didn’t love it but because Naruto had stopped calling them those terms of endearment once he hit high school. Occasionally he would slip and both men lived for those moments. Iruka rested his head back on Kakashi’s shoulder and smiled.

“Of course I wouldn’t. Naruto’s a grown man… aren’t you, sunshine.” Iruka teasingly replied.

The two men heard a mumbled ‘ass’ before Naruto shifted his face so that it was still pressed into the table but one blue eye was able to see his parents. “Two against one is hardly fair.”

Both men laughed causing the blond young man to chuckle.

“Now,” Kakashi said, “About Sasuke?”

“I don’t know!” Naruto huffed bringing his hands up to fist his hair, “I can’t control myself around him.”

A silver eyebrow shot up at the admission.

“No, you damn pervert! Not like that. It’s just that seeing him, talking to him, yeah, that’s a joke… everything about him puts me on edge. I just want to scream at him, hit him, be in his space, do ‘anything’ until he reacts. And not just with a ‘hn’,” The sound came out of the blond’s mouth like poison, “I don’t know.”

Naruto finally lifted his head from the table and Iruka gasped when he saw tears in the brilliant blue orbs, “From the moment I saw him I wanted to be his friend and instead we aren’t even capable of being in the same room together without trying to hurt each other. And now… now the fucking Devil is sending us away to a teamwork camp and I know that when this is over there will never be a chance for me to be his friend… he’ll hate me, even more than he already does.”

“Naruto.” Iruka began, reaching out to gently card his fingers through Naruto’s hair like he had when the young man was a boy needing comfort. “Maybe Sasuke feels the same way. Have you ever talked to him?”

Naruto huffed, puffing out his cheeks, “When, Papa? When would I have had this conversation with him? It took us less than five minutes the first time we ever talked before we were rolling on the ground together and now… it’s like being a virgin in the nineteenth century, we can’t go anywhere without chaperones. The Devil’s orders.” Again Naruto held up his fingers to impersonate horns on the sides of his head. Iruka rolled his eyes. Kakashi enjoyed the charade; he always had been a visual learner.

“Well then I think this little teamwork getaway is exactly what you need to get your relationship back on track.” Kakashi cheerily said slapping a hand against the table, “No interference. You can roll around on the ground to your heart’s content and when you are finally tired, sweaty and panting from all your exertion you can have your little talk.”

Naruto suspiciously squinted at the silver haired man, “Why is my ‘perv alert’ going off?”

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Later Kakashi and Iruka tucked the blond young man into his childhood bed.

“Lay me on my back…” Naruto moaned. “That way I have a better chance of drowning when I throw up.”

“God, Naruto,” Iruka scolded holding his own aching head between his hands. Tomorrow morning, well actually, later today’s morning was going to be horrible. “It’s not that bad.”

Naruto rolled over and smothered himself in his pillow, “Yes, it is.” He whined and then slowly lifting his head, smiled at his two fathers, “Night… thank you, both of you. I love you.” His head flopped back down and gentle snores filled the room.

Kakashi grasped Iruka’s hand and pulled him out of the room.

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“’Kashi?” Iruka asked as his started unbuttoning his shirt for bed. The silver haired man looked up from his own shirt, raising on eyebrow in question, “What do you think of the whole littlest Uchiha mess?”

Kakashi pulled on a pair of sleeping pants and pondered the question for a moment as he pulled back the comforter. “I think someone needs to tell those two boys that foreplay doesn’t have to be that painful…” Kakashi shrugged his shoulders before crawling into bed, “… at least, not all the time.”

Iruka laughed, falling into bed next to Kakashi and snuggling close, “Yeah, that’s what I think too.”

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Sasuke enter his dark condo and flipped on the lights. Slipping off his shoes he headed toward his bedroom intent on taking a shower before sleeping. His theory was that when he woke up he would find that this entire day had been one sick nightmare.

He removed his already loosened tie and unbuttoned his shirt as he walked, tossing them both onto the sleek chaise lounge chair in the corner before entering his black tiled bathroom. The rest of his clothes soon followed and he was just reaching to turn on the faucet when the phone rang.

Cursing, he turned and walked to the bedside table, checking the caller ID. It was time for the weekly phone call already? Where does the time go? Sighing, he forced himself to answer.

“Hello.”

“Sasuke, it’s your mother.”

Duh. “Of course, Mother. How are you?”

Sasuke sat on the edge of his bed. The conversation would last for four minutes before the phone would be handed to his father. His mother would tell him about her week, whose garden party she had been to and about that nice daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Sasuke Doesn’t Give a Shit.

Sasuke started when the voice talking to him became deeper, “Sasuke? Are you okay?”

“Yes, Father. How are you?”

“I am fine. Itachi tells me that you are going to Gai’s for the week.”

“Yes, Father.”

“That man has been doing this for years. I am sure that you and Uzumaki will learn many helpful techniques that you can incorporate at the office.”

“Yes, Father.” Sasuke’s free hand fisted the dark comforter beneath him.

“How are you and that boy getting on? I don’t hear much beyond what Itachi tells me and he says that both the divisions are turning amazing profits.”

Sasuke didn’t even try to stop the eye roll. How were they getting on?! How did his father not know? Why had Itachi kept it a secret? Then Sasuke shook his head. No, the only things his father really wanted to hear were the numbers. Itachi would understand that. His sons’ lives fell somewhere further down the priority list… after golf times and before his wife’s numerous dinner parties.

“We are fine, Father. He is an excellent asset to the team.”

“Of course he is. His fath…” Fugaku paused causing Sasuke’s eyes to widen. His father never hesitated.

“Yes, Father?”

“Have a goodnight, son.”

“Yes, Father. Kiss Mother for me. Goodnight.”

Sasuke shut the phone and tossed it on the bed before heading back towards the shower.

As the water cascaded down his neck and back Sasuke thought… What about Naruto’s father?

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As predicted the following morning was, putting it nicely, a living, breathing hell that smelled, tasted and looked like vomit, more specifically tequila induced techni-colored vomit. The three men sat around the table while the coffee maker bubbled pleasantly, apparently unaware of the extreme necessity its life giving force was to the waiting men.

Iruka scooted his chair back when the machine stopped causing all of them to clutch their heads and moan loudly at the uncomfortable screech the chair legs made across the floor.

“Sorry.”

Naruto’s head thumping onto the table was the only response.

Kakashi smirked, albeit painfully, at the mop of blond hair, “I’m so glad you came over last night, sunshine. My plan had been to seduce Iruka with a lovely dinner and have my wild way with him, but this is ever so much more pleasant.”

“I…” Naruto jerked up sending his chair tumbling backwards and ran to the nearest bathroom. After a few minutes, Iruka was back at the table with coffee waiting and Naruto leaned heavily against the doorway, glaring at the silver haired man. “I hate you.”

Naruto weaved toward the table and took a seat before eagerly bringing the coffee cup to his lips. “Oh thank you, Iruka… thank you.”

Iruka smiled, “So are you feeling any better about the trip?”

Naruto sat his cup down and intense blue eyes met concerned brown, “Let’s see, I can’t feel my face and there are four of you spinning around. That wouldn’t be so bad, but there are four of ‘him’,” a tilted nod toward Kakashi, “as well and that’s just cruel and unusual punishment if you ask me. So, to answer the question… I haven’t really had time to consider it this morning but I’m still throwing my hat in with this being a really, fucking bad idea.” Standing, Naruto picked up his nectar of the gods and heading down the hall, “If you need me, I’ll be dead.” The door shut quietly behind him.

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To: The Devil
From: Your Disgruntled Minion
Subject: Oh how I hate you…

Lord of the Underworld,

I have no idea what you think this will accomplish. Perhaps you hate your brother. Perhaps you hate me. Perhaps it’s some sick medley of both. Honestly, I don’t care. I take my job very seriously but if you really think sending me into the woods with your bastard of a little brother and some insane lunatics who, from what I can see in the ‘attached flyer’, wear entirely too much green, is a responsible idea for the company, then so be it.

I will see you on Friday, Prince of Darkness.

Naruto Uzumaki
Abused Minion, Uchiha Incorporated
Currently Burning in Hell (Wish you were here.)

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To: The Asshole
From: Sasuke Uchiha
Subject: You Sadistic Fucker

Itachi,

Fuck you.

Sasuke Uchiha
Vice President, Uchiha Incorporated

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To: Gaara, Shikamaru, Kiba, Hinata
From: Your Miserable Boss
Subject: Out of town

Hey guys,

I wanted to let you know that I will be at a teamwork retreat starting Monday morning and running through Friday. According to this piece of shit flyer, I will be ‘allowed’ thirty minutes a day to check my email and absolutely no phone calls unless the situation is deemed an emergency.

I want you to know that I will be going with the great bastard himself, Sasuke Uchiha. Anyone willing to create an emergency to get me out of my wilderness hell will be awarded ‘Employee of the Year’.

On a more serious note, please keep me appraised of business this week and play well with the other children.

Daddy loves you,
Naruto Uzumaki
Vice President, Uchiha Inc.

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To: Neji, Lee, Shino and Sakura
From: Sasuke Uchiha
Subject: Out of the Office

I will be out of the office until Friday attending a teamwork retreat with Uzumaki. I have forwarded the retreat and contact information.

I expect daily reports.

Sasuke Uchiha
Vice President, Uchiha Inc

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Itachi practically skipped into the office on Monday morning. Okay, not really. He walked in all imposingly and made the elderly lady on the fifth floor cry without even looking at her, but inside, there was definitely a slight bounce in his step.

Deidara presented him with coffee and a smirk. Itachi arched a dark eyebrow at his assistant before the blond haired man handed him two emails, one from his brother, one from Uzumaki.

His reaction wasn’t witnessed by anyone, but both the secretaries on the fifteenth floor had nightmares for weeks after hearing the sinister cackling that echoed out of the President’s office that morning.

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It was raining.

Naruto’s grip tightened on the driver’s wheel. He hated driving on rainy days, for obvious reasons and now he was driving in it and not to anywhere even remotely worth it. Why was his life one gigantic bowl of crap?

He slowed down to turn a corner when a black sports car whipped around him sending turrets of water onto his windshield that his wipers struggled to clear.

“Idiot!” Naruto yelled. “Stupid bastards driving like the roads are clear… Ever heard of hydroplaning, you asshole!”

Calming himself, Naruto flipped on his iPod and let the music that floated from the speakers take him to a place where idiots weren’t allowed to drive, no one wore green spandex and Itachi was tied up like a Thanksgiving turkey.

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It’s not that Sasuke wanted to get to this damn camp any faster than absolutely necessary, but he had no intention of driving like a sixty year old woman either and so as soon as the opportunity presented itself, Sasuke passed the silver sports sedan and continued on his way.

Tapping his fingers lightly to the music playing on his radio, Sasuke thought about all the ways he could get back at his asshole brother. Revenge would be his and he had the perfect accomplices in mind.

An evil smirk, second only to Itachi’s, spread across his face.

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“Did you get an email?”

“Yes.”

“Things will get interesting, don’t you think?”

“Yes.”

“It could make things better.”

“….”

“Or worse.”

A pale hand reached up and wrapped around the end of a dark tie, pulling the speaker down until two sets of eager lips were but moments from touching.

“No more talking.” The lips connected, pushed together urgently to taste and feel all that the other had, “We don’t have much time.”

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The DMZ was silent. No papers shifted. No pens scratched. And no computer keys tapped.

Neji, Shino, Sakura and Lee stood on their side of floor fourteen with their shined shoes pressed up against the DMZ. They were all dressed impeccably. Dark suits, ties and shoes adorned each of their bodies. They were the perfect Uchiha Inc employees and Sasuke would have given each of them an appraising ‘hn’. They stared stoically across the room.

Gaara, Shikamaru, Hinata and Kiba stared back. They also were standing at the boundary line of the DMZ. However, whereas Sasuke’s team stood rigid, Naruto’s team gave off a level of relaxed boredom. They all wore dark suits as was expected of Uchiha Inc. employees, but Naruto wouldn’t stand for colorless employees. Gaara stood staring intensely across the room, hands in his pockets, blood red tie standing out against his black suit. Shikamaru also had his hands in his pockets, his blue tie loosened around his neck. Hinata wore a coal gray suit with a purple satin blouse. Kiba leaned back against a cubicle, smirking, his paw print tie just visible above his crossed arms.

A tumble weed bounced down the DMZ as mothers ushered their children indoors and shop keepers flipped the signs on their shops to closed… okay, maybe not, but that does portray the level of tension the other employees of floor fourteen experienced.

“Hyuugu.” Gaara stated.

“Sabuku.” Neji nodded.

“Shall we begin?”

“Of course.”

Stepping forward both teams entered the DMZ and walked quietly together down to the conference room. Their bosses might be gone but both teams still had a job to do.

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“The meeting has started, sir.” Deidara said walking into Itachi’s office. “They met in the DMZ and with no incidences made their way to the conference room. The meeting has been in session of forty-five minutes and there have been no arguments or issues at all.”

“Of course not. It’s not the teams that are the problem. It’s my brother and Uzumaki. In fact, I believe that the ‘teams’ are closer than they have let on to my little minions.”

“Sir?”

“It’s nothing. Keep me posted throughout the week. Although, I really don’t foresee there being any issues.”

“Yes, sir.”

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Naruto pulled into a parking space next to an incredibly familiar black sports car.

Naruto allowed his head to fall against the steering wheel, “Oh hell no.” He whispered, “Of course it was the bastard. Perfect.”

Pulling out his keys, Naruto opened the door and pushed himself out of the car. Purposely avoiding looking at the black car, Naruto slammed his door and popped the trunk. It was as he was taking out his luggage that it happened.

“I should have known it was you, dobe.” Came the drawled voice that immediately made Naruto’s heart beat faster and his hands fist at his side. “My grandmother drives faster than you do.”

Naruto bit his tongue to stop himself from answering, instead yanking back forcefully on his suitcase which resulted in him flying backwards when it broke free. He closed his eyes waiting for the pain that was sure to come… and the wetness. Although it had stopped raining, puddles still littered the parking lot.

The pain and wet never came and Naruto opened his eyes, only to shut them when he felt the warm breath against his ear.

“Hn. Dobe.”

Sasuke had caught Naruto against his body before the little idiot could topple backwards onto the ground. Wrapping strong pale hands around Naruto’s shoulders, Sasuke pushed the blond up and made sure he was standing before releasing him and stepping backward. He heard a mumbled ‘thank you’ before Naruto was walking away, lugging his suitcase behind him.

Sasuke stood still for a moment. That was unlike any interaction he had ever had with the dobe. The blond hadn’t said anything to him at all. Hell, Sasuke had even started the ‘discussion’ and the blond had all but ignored him. And then when he should have pushed himself out of Sasuke’s arms and turned around screaming and ready to attack the dark haired man, the dobe had whispered ‘thank you’ and walked away. Sasuke shook his head, ignoring all the earlier questions in favor of the one that sent shivers down his back… Why did he feel so cold watching the dobe walk away?

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Pushing open the glass doors, Naruto blinked as he was assaulted by green. Green floors, ceilings, walls and furniture covered the main entry. Walking slowly into the room, Naruto made his way to the main desk. A young woman in… wait for it… green, greeting him.

“Hello, Youthful Friend. Welcome to Maito Gai’s Youthful Spring Corporate Teamwork Retreat!”

Naruto blinked, “Hi.”

The young lady smiled, standing up, “Are you here to begin discovering you inner springtime youthfulness through intense exercises and lectures geared to bring you closer to your fellow workers and to establish a more springtime lifestyle for your personal and professional life.”

Naruto stared at the woman. Truthfully, he had lost her when she stood up and he realized she was wearing a green spandex jumpsuit. “Ah, no, I’m here because of the devil but the youth thing sounds… nice.” He smiled and she seemed happy with that.

“Your name, new youthful friend?” She said sitting back down and turning toward her computer.

“Naruto Uzumaki.”

“And Sasuke Uchiha.” Naruto stiffened as he felt the man step up behind him.

The young woman nodded. Without turning, she continued, “Another youthful friend. Hm, I see that you are both from Uchiha Inc, well, welco…” She had turned and taken in the tall, dark newcomer, “Ohhhh…”

“Oh for god sakes!” Naruto pouted so that only Sasuke could hear. “Miss? I youthfully request that you tell me where my room is so that I can go be sick.”

The girl nodded her head but the hearts remained in her eyes, “Yes… room…” She smiled coyly, “The place where you will be… sleeping.” The last word was practically panted out.

“Yeah, I just threw up in my mouth a little bit.” Naruto turned around and elbowed ‘Casanova’ out of his way. “Get our room, teme.”

“Dobe.” Rubbing his ribs, Sasuke smirked before stepping forward, sending his darkest glare at the doe eyed annoyance behind the counter.

Naruto huffed away and threw himself into an overstuffed, forest green loveseat. Not thirty seconds later a key card was flung at his head before falling silently to the floor. Turning to yell, Naruto saw Sasuke head down the hallway.

“Better hurry, dobe.” And the dark spikes disappeared around the corner.

Naruto stood up, yanking his suitcase behind him, “Oi! Bastard… wait for me.”

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Sasuke put the last of his clothes in the dresser and closed the door. He turned around to find Naruto sitting quietly on the edge of his bed staring out the window as the rain fell. As he watched, the blond wrapped his arms around his middle and shivered.

“Dobe.” Sasuke walked towards his own bed, sitting down. Naruto didn’t even react to his voice.

“Hey, Uzumaki.” Sasuke said tossing a pillow at the boy.

“Ahh!” Naruto flipped around, “Teme! What?!”

“Do you have a problem with rain, dobe?” Sasuke asked. It didn’t go unnoticed to his dark eyes when Naruto’s whole body stiffened and his blue eyes darted around the room like he was looking for the easiest escape route.

“No, teme. I was just waiting for you to get done with all your high maintenance organizing so that we could attend our welcoming seminar.” Naruto bit out. Sasuke smirked at what a horrible liar the man was.

“Putting away my clothes is hardly high maintenance.”

“Maybe not, but changing the pillow cases and sheets for ones from home, bringing in what I can only assume is a ‘toothbrush safe’ and wiping down a phone we won’t be using with antibacterial wipes certainly is.”

Sasuke stood up, hands fisted at his side, “Ever heard of germs, dumbass.”

Naruto chuckled and stood up, hands held up in surrender, “Now, don’t get your panties in a twist. I hate germs too. Come on, let’s go.” Naruto started to walk towards the door but as he passed Sasuke he muttered, “Princess.”

Sasuke reached out and grabbed the shorter man’s shoulder, turning him around to face him so that the punch caught the smiling blond squarely in the face.

“Shit! You bastard!” Naruto yelled touching his bleeding nose briefly before flying at Sasuke and tackling him unto his newly ‘germ’ free bed. Sasuke bucked his hips, flipping Naruto onto the bed as he straddled the man. Naruto brought his knee up and rammed Sasuke in the back, causing the raven to grunt in pain, falling forward onto Naruto. Trying to get out from underneath the heavier man, Naruto rolled only to be dragged down with Sasuke as he fell to the floor.

“Oh my! You’re youthful energy is screaming to be free, my young friends!”

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Maito Gai loved his job. Teaching the next generation about the benefits of youth and teamwork was the most rewarding occupation he could imagine. Seeing his guests working together and truly experiencing their youth brought tears to his eyes.

Gai slowed to a stop as he passed room 13. Inside he could hear grunts and yelps. Oh no! One of his youthful companions was in distress. He quickly knocked on the door but received no response. Turning the handle he found that the door hadn’t been shut all the way.

He entered the room in time to see two young men roll together off the bed and onto the floor. His first instinct was that he was witnessing a lover’s embrace. The dark haired man had pulled the blond to him, cradling the blond’s head so that he wouldn’t hit it on the floor. That was his first instinct until he saw the blood and heard the growled name calling.

These men had so much energy! They would benefit greatly from his lectures and program. Their passion… again tears threatened to fall.

“Oh my! You’re youthful energy is screaming to be free, my young friends!”

Two sets of eyes turned to the newcomer. Gai smiled brightly when the dark haired man jumped up pushing the blond haired man off of him and walking away.

The blond looked up from the floor, “Oh my god…” Naruto jumped off the floor and flew toward Sasuke. Sasuke stood rigid as Naruto pushed him towards the green clad man while fisting the back of his shirt.

“Dobe? What the hell are you doing?” Sasuke hissed still staring at Gai.

“It’s the Green Beast!” Naruto whispered into his back.

“What are you talking about?” Sasuke said through his teeth.

“No! Could it be… Is that you, Sunshine?!”

Naruto pressed his forehead against the black haired man’s back, hands falling to his side.

“Shit.” Internally Naruto thought of all the ways he would be killing Kakashi. The bastard had known and said nothing!!

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