Bound to Happen

Sasuke sat in class, glaring at an air particle a few feet in front of his face, questioning reality. A not so small piece of his mind was still reeling from the events of the past weekend. With little explanation, Itachi left the following morning, called off to handle 'business'. Sasuke had refused to talk to Naruto since that night. Now it's Monday, and Naruto is sitting right behind him, sleeping at his desk.

What the hell was Itachi thinking? How did he get Naruto to do something like that?

Memories of that night flashed through his mind. Replaying those last moments in slow-motion.

No. Naruto was definitely there willingly.

This thought brought Sasuke around to glare at the short, blonde spikes behind him. Sasuke froze seeing that Naruto like that. His head down, face on his hands, Sasuke remembered, with vivid clarity, the sight of his best friend sucking his cock. The feeling of pure tortured ecstasy as Naruto swallowed him whole. And then that last moment of exquisite torment, when Naruto took of the cock ring.

The tightness in his pants brought Sasuke back to reality. A flush of red spread across his face as his glare tightened, and increased in intensity. Dobe. What the hell were you thinking? Spinning around, Sasuke found his spot in the air, and resumed willing Naruto and Itachi out of existence.

Naruto twisted his head slightly to watch Sasuke turn back in his seat. He had intended on talking to Sasuke first thing this morning. That didn't happen, and Sasuke just kept looking more, and more murderous through the day. Now it was their last class, and Naruto was afraid he had just lost his best friend.

A tear rolled down Naruto's cheek as he remembered that night. It had been the most amazing moment of his life. His head was swimming, heart racing. He had dreamed of having Sasuke as his own for years. Now, with the thought that he would only have this memory left, Naruto cried silently,staring at Sasuke's back.

The moment the bell rang, Sasuke slid out of his seat, keeping his back to Naruto. Naruto stayed seated, watching Sasuke leave the classroom. And likely his life.

"Something got screwed up, huh?"

Startled from his depression, Naruto looked at the source of the accusation. "Ah, Iruka sensei. I... um... yeah. Pretty bad. It wasn't supposed to... It wasn't even my idea. His stupid-"

Raising his hands to stop Naruto, Iruka cut him off. "I don't want to know, it doesn't matter. You have been fighting for his attentions for years. And while he may be mad, you have his attention." Iruka sat on Sasuke's desk. Feet planted in the attached chair, resting is elbows on his knees, with his chin on his knuckles, he waited to council his favorite student.

"He's never been this pissed. I couldn't even get him to look at me, let alone talk."

"So? This little chat is probably better had with some privacy, ne?"

Naruto's lips twisted and contorted, as he thought about that. Looking down at his desk, a grunt and nod was all he could grant his teacher.

"Thought so. So why're you worried about it. He's likely just annoyed that he can't talk to you here."

Naruto raised his head up, locking eyes with the man in front of him. "You think so?"

"Yes. Now go on, get out of my class. Go corner him, trap him, tie him up. Whatever, but I don't want to see you two back here like this tomorrow."

Naruto's eyes bulged at the mention of tying up Sasuke. Staring at Iruka for a long moment, Naruto tried to decide if Iruka knew something. Iruka simply smiled the reassuring, knowing smile he'd been giving Naruto since they first talked his freshman year. With a final grunt, Naruto grabbed his book bag, and made his way to the door. Turning to close the door behind him, Naruto turned to thank Iruka.

"Anytime. Naruto-kun"

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As Naruto walked up the path to the Uchiha residence, he tried to figure out what he actually wanted to say. He didn't really want to apologize, he wasn't sorry he'd done it. He was sorry it had affected their friendship like this. He got the sense blaming it all on Itachi wouldn't go over well, either.

Before he could reach the door Sasuke's mother, Mikoto, already had it open and was waiting for him. "Hello Naruto. How did your weekend go? Did you and Sasuke enjoy the concert?"

Refusing to make eye contact, Naruto replied. "Um, we didn't make it to the concert."

Closing the door behind them, she looked at him. "Oh, what's too bad. Did something come up?"

Naruto had to stifle a giggle threatening to make this conversation a little uncomfortable. He didn't usual go for bad sexual innuendos.

"Well, Sasuke is upstairs, you know the way. Oh, would you take this up to him? It arrived this afternoon." Handing him plain brown box, Mikoto smiled at Naruto and turned to answer a timer going off in the kitchen.

As Naruto made his way up the stairs, he investigated the box. It wasn't much bigger than one of his text books, though it was much lighter. He shook it lightly, but nothing moved. The lack of markings on it confused Naruto. There was nothing on the box but Sasuke's name.

As Naruto reached the top of the stairs, the sound of a door opening stole his attention away from the package. For the second time in Naruto's life, he stood in this hallway staring at a dream come true. Stopped in mid-stride, Sasuke stood in the center of the hall, covered by only a fluffy, white towel.

Naruto found it impossible to blink, even harder to think. He couldn't tear his eyes way from the half nude form of Sasuke's body. Watching the droplets of water fall from those black spikes, rolling down his chest, across that perfectly toned stomach, only to be absorbed by the towel just as it reached his waist.

Glaring at Naruto, Sasuke growled "Dobe." Continuing his stride, as if it hadn't been broken, Sasuke made his way into his bedroom.

Startled out of his stupor, Naruto almost ran the last few steps into Sasuke's room. Rounding the corner, looking in, Naruto found the room empty.

"What do you want, Dobe." Sasuke's voice echoed from his walk-in closet.

"To talk."

"About you and my brother molesting me? Not interested."

Moving to sit on the edge of the desk, Naruto defended. "Hey, that wasn't my idea."

"But you were the one sucking my cock!"

"At least I didn't think it was my older brother giving me a blow job, while I bad mouthed my best friend!"

Silence filled the room. Sasuke emerged from the closet in a pair of black cargo pants. With his shirt in hand, he moved out to close the door. clicking the lock in place.

"You weren't supposed to hear that."

"No shit!"

Sasuke's glare seemed to lose weight as the moments passed. "I guess you were pretty pissed."

"It hurt. But I guess I got my payback, ne?"

"Hn."

Naruto leveled a short glare at Sasuke. How can one syllable be so annoying and hot at the same time?

Noticing the box, Sasuke questioned. "So, you brought me candy, then? You know I hate-"

"No, your mom said this showed up this afternoon."

Taking the box out of Naruto's hands, Sasuke checked to see who it was from.

"All it's got is your name."

"I can see that, Dobe. It's 'Tachi's writing."

Glaring, Naruto watched as Sasuke opened the box. Sasuke pried the lid off and dropped it on the floor. Looking inside, he just stared.

"Teme? What is it?

Looking down, Naruto saw a picture frame sitting snug in the box. He crossed behind Sasuke to see the picture clearly. Once he was looking at it straight on, he realized that it was a collage frame, with three pictures in it.

All three pictures were of Naruto, Sasuke, and Itachi when they were kids. It looked like they were all from the same day, at an amusement park. The first one was of Naruto and Sasuke trying to hug each other, with a grinning Itachi sandwiched in the middle. The next, Itachi was in the background, it focused on Naruto and Sasuke. Naruto was hugging Sasuke from behind, and by the looks, it was a pretty big hug. Both boys had smiles spreading from ear to ear. The last picture looked like it was only a moment later. Sasuke had turned his head, trying to kiss Naruto on the cheek. But he missed and got the corner of Naruto's mouth. Little Naruto's face was bright red, but the smile betrayed his delight in the mistake.

"I-I don't... I barely remember this." Sasuke stammered.

"I remember it." With a smile crawling across his face, Naruto reached his arms around to hug Sasuke, copying the picture.

Naruto closed his eyes and sighed "That was a nice day. What changed?"

Sasuke turned to look at Naruto, whose head was now on his shoulder. Staring at Naruto, Sasuke's glare was now dead. A light smile creeping onto his face, Sasuke kissed Naruto, mirroring the last picture.

"Don't worry about it, Dobe."

Naruto squeezed Sasuke bare chest closer to his body "Hn."