Not Old Enough

Not Old Enough

Pairing: NaruSasu

Warnings: Boy love. Don't like don’t read.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto! Naruto belongs to Masashi Kishimoto-sama.

Summary: AU, NaruSasu, Sasuke is a high school boy who is having major issues with his love life, I’m not really good at summaries so please read and review:).

Thanks to my lovely beta my big mean sis "Farah M" thanx for helping me :)

"word" speech..

'word' thoughts.


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Chapter 4:

Uchiha Sasuke was driving his car home after a long day of school and interviews. He made a turn to the right and was met with a road that was lined with houses on both sides some were bigger than the others. He kept on going straight before he pulled to a stop in front of a gated driveway that belonged to one of the bigger houses. He leaned out the window and punched the security code into the box next to the gate. The gate swung open and Sasuke pulled in, not pausing to make sure the gate latched behind him.

A French Chateau greeted his sight, lush plant life running along the driveway, which curved, to a circle in front of the house, a small fountain in the center. The landscaping continued along the front of the house, small spotlights shining up. Sasuke gently pulled the car to a stop in front of the door. The blush that had taken over his face earlier still hadn’t left it and a small smile still tugged on his lips. Sasuke vacated the car trying hard to school his features but losing the fight badly. He was collecting his things from his car when he heard the sound of the front door opening. He hadn't looked up knowing it was the butler waiting for him to get inside.

Once Sasuke had his things, he walked toward the steps that led the front door. The butler extended his arms to take Sasuke’s jacket and car keys the minute he stepped inside.

“Did you have a good day at school, mister Sasuke?”

“Yes, Jeffery, it was all right." Sasuke put down his bag to take off his jacket and give it to Jeffrey.

“What took you so long to come home, sir? Your mother was concerned.”

“Hn.”

“Would you like to have diner at the dining room with your family, or would you like to eat in you room, sir?”

“No, I’ll pass.”

“But, sir, you haven’t eaten your diner for two days now. Your body needs its…”

Sasuke gave him a look that said, 'Yeah?'

Jeffery sighed and bowed his head, saying, “Please, excuse my rudeness, sir. I shall leave you alone now.” He was about to leave when he suddenly remembered something. “Oh, one more thing, sir, you mother asked me to tell you that she will be waiting for you in the garden.”

Sasuke grimaced. “Tell her I’m busy.”

“As you wish, sir.” With that said that he left.

Sasuke walked toward the stairs to his bedroom. He was so very deep in thought about the next day and what should he do when he sees Naruto again. He hadn't realized his brother was standing in front of him until he was looking directly at a pair of black eyes.

“Waahh,” Sasuke jumped back yelping. When he realized that it was only his brother, he glared at him. Few seconds of glaring and he was about to yell at him, however, the look on Itachi's face made him stay silent.

Itachi was looking at his form intensely. ‘Hmm, let’s see. No missing buttons, no greasy hair.' He stretched out his hand and pulled at Sasuke’s collar so he could see his neck.

“Hey!” Sasuke yelled infuriated, slapping away Itachi's hand.

‘No hickey, then what had happened?’ Itachi straightened up and looked at Sasuke, confused. “You didn’t have sex, did you?” he asked, disappointed.

“No!” exclaimed Sasuke annoyed. He pushed his brother away and continued his way to his room.

Itachi followed his little brother as he opened the door to his room and went inside. He stopped at the doorway and lent against the doorframe, watching Sasuke put away his schoolbag.

The younger boy turned around to see Itachi leaning against his door and looking at him with that same look he had when he pumped into him in the hall.

Itachi opened his mouth to say something then closed it. He looked Sasuke up and down then left the room leaving the door opened behind him.

Sasuke raised an eyebrow at that then sighed, walking towards the door and closing it. When he started to take off his clothes, suddenly the door was slammed open revealing a wide eyed Itachi.

“Itachi, what do you…” Sasuke begin only to be cut off by Itachi again.

“He's back, isn’t he?”

“What?...”

“That Uzumaki kid. He's back, isn’t he?”

Sasuke looked startled at his brother then looked away. “I don’t know what you're talking about.”

“Yes, you do!”

“And what if I did?” Sasuke said calmly.

“Well, then, you talk to him”

“And say what?” still with the same calm tone.

Itachi frowned at his brother's attitude. “I don’t know! but maybe if you talk to him he’ll be able to help get that stick out of your ass.” Itachi’s eyes glittered in mischief. “Actually a stick in your ass might do you some good.”

Sasuke glared at him and pointed a finger at the door growling, “Get out of my room!”

Itachi smirked at him, leaving, and this time closing the door behind him.

Sasuke was fuming as he continued taking off his clothes. When he was in his boxers, he threw himself on his bed and closed his eyes. ‘Why did I tell Itachi about this? Now if I told my mother, that'll be much better. Even my father! He would've…ahem... Let’s not go there…’

He sighed again and remembered that dreadful day that he had decided to tell Itachi of his biggest secret.


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A 13 year old Sasuke had made the biggest mistake of his life the day he had decided to suck it up and talk with Itachi about his problem in hope that his big brother would be of some help in the mess he had gotten himself into. Itachi was a sane person back then, or at least that was what Sasuke had believed back then.
He had told Itachi that he was in love with someone and that that someone was not a girl.

Itachi had frozen. He hadn't done or said anything, which had made Sasuke scared. The Itachi he had known –or at least thought he had known- would have been furious, that he had falling under such a pity feeling like love.

Yet, when little Sasuke had chanced a look his way, He was taken aback by what he had seen. It wasn't a look of disgust and ridicule, instead it was of amusement.

“So… you're telling me that you're…” he took a little pause looking Sasuke up and down and then continued, “Gay!”

Sasuke had been really scared at that time. He was thinking that Itachi was going to tell his parents or worse never talk to him again. Because even though Sasuke was always competing with Itachi and saying that he was better, Itachi was the one he looked up to and respected. And having Itachi totally ignoring him would just crush him. Little did Sasuke know that that respect he had for his brother would come trembling down in mere seconds.

He was ripped from his internal torment by the sound of laughter.

Before that day Sasuke could have sworn he had never seen his big brother laughing not so much as seeing his lips twitching.

So to say that Sasuke was surprised would be understood.

What had gotten him even more shocked was his brother's next question, “So did you do it?”

Sasuke blinked. “It?”

“You know... sex,” said Itachi as if it was the most obvious thing to say to your 13 year old younger brother.

A deep blush made itself known on Sasuke’s cheeks and he bowed his head embarrassed.

“So... No…?”

Sasuke just shook his bowed head.


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He shook his head to get rid of the memories. ‘It just goes worst from there ‘till the day he left…’ Sasuke closed his eyes hard. He didn’t want to think about that day. Actually he was too tired to do anything so he slipped under his covers closed his eyes and let sleep claim him, vivid dreams of blue skies and blue eyes being painted against his eyelids before Sasuke was wakened up by the ugly voice of his brothers.
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“Sasu-chaaaaaaaaaan, wake uuuuuup. It's time for dinnnneeeer,” sing songed Itachi.
He was knocking on Sasuke's door without stopping. When he heard the sound of the bed covers rustling. ‘Oh, no, you're not going back to sleep!’ He opened the door and was met with a pillow in his face.


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Sasuke was irritated he hadn't got enough sleep and was tired from driving around all day interviewing stupid girls. Not to mention the talking with Naruto had drained all his energy out. And now this! Hadn’t he already told Jeffrey he wasn’t hungry?
The knocking never stopped and he was about to scream he bowled up his pillow and throw it at the door out of frustration. How was he to know that Itachi was going to open the door at the same time he threw his pillow?

But that was not the problem. The problem was that it hit Itachi’s face. ‘ITACHI’S FACE!.’ Sasuke panicked.

“Oh, God, Itachi, I didn’t mean…” Sasuke trailed off. He didn’t know what to say and he was so scared he was about to pee himself.

Itachi hadn’t said nor did anything as the pillow started to slide into the floor. He clenched his hands hissing very low, "Susuke…"

‘Uh-oh.’

Itachi shook with rage before he raised his head to look at Sasuke. “You’re dead,” he hissed in a dangerous voice.

Sasuke didn’t need anymore warning than that. He already scrambled out of his bed and got ready to run.

When Itachi attacked, Sasuke yelped and tried to get away from him by jumping over bed. He almost made it to the door if it wasn’t for Itachi tripping him. Sasuke found himself falling face down to the floor.

Itachi straddled Sasuke’s hips and turned him around so he was facing him. He raised his hand about to punch him.

“Itachi!”

When Itachi had turned him, Sasuke had closed his eyes waiting for the blow because no one touched Itachi’s face and got with it, let alone hit it. When the punch didn’t come, Sasuke opened his eyes to look at his brother who was frozen and looking at the door. Sasuke turned his head to see who was at his door. Once he got a good look at who was there, his face became paler than usual. Because there, standing on his door way, was their mother, Uchiha Mikoto, who glared at them disapprovingly.

“Itachi, I demand you to get off your little brother this instance!”

Itachi leaped off him, and he stood up as well.

“Honestly, boys, how old are you?” They both bowed their heads in embarrassment. “To think that one of you is 22 and the other is about a year from turning 18 and you still fight like little kids.”

The boys didn’t dare look at their mother.

“And Itachi I thought I told you to wake you brother up for dinner. If I had known that it would involve hitting him, I would've done it myself.”

Sasuke snickered.

“And what are you laughing about, young man? I thought I made myself clear when I asked Jeffery to tell you that I will be waiting for you in the garden once you got back from school, why didn’t you come?”

“Umm…” Sasuke chewed on his lips. “I was busy?”

“Doing what?”

“Umm.” Sasuke looked around his room but found nothing that would explain his delay. He bit his lip and said hesitantly, “Sleeping?”

“Shame on you!” Sasuke bowed his head again, while Itachi raised his head to smirk at Sasuke. “Both of you!” Itachi bowed his head, too. “Now you’ll come down to dinner and I will have none of your excuses this time, Sasuke! And for God’s sake put some clothes on when you go to sleep again. What were you thinking sleeping in your boxers like that?”

“Yeah, what were you thinking, little brother?” Itachi taunted.

“Itachi,” Uchiha Mikoto said sternly. “Into the dinning room now!” She pointed a finger toward the door.

“Yes ma’am.” Itachi made his way fast to the dining room downstairs.

“Now, Sasuke, I’ll be waiting for you. If you didn’t come down in 10 minutes, there will be …”she trailed off. She didn't know what to say to threaten him enough, so she said the next best thing, “You well be having dissert for dinner”

Sasuke’s face paled at that statement. Uchiha Mikoto, knowing she had made her point clear, left the room. Sasuke ran to the bathroom to get ready for dinner. He was not eating desert no way in hell.

When Sasuke finished his dinner he went back to his room. He did his homework. Grumbling, he put on his sweat-pants and climbed the bed shirtless. It was hot and his mom wouldn't be coming to check on what he was wearing for sleep.

Sasuke dozed, feeling the bed shifting and a ghost settling on his side beside the raven. ‘Naruto!’

Sasuke opened his mouth to speak, but the blond specter shook his head, putting a finger on Sasuke’s lips. There was a bright sheen to the blue eyes, ‘blue as the sky,’ staring down at Sasuke. The long, tanned finger that pressed against his lips began to trace the contours of his face. The gentle touch smoothed over Sasuke‘s forehead, along his cheek and jaw, around his mouth and up the other cheek. A light brush over his eyelids, down his nose, and against his slightly parted lips again. A soft mouth replaced the finger, and the kiss that followed both reassured and worried Sasuke. It felt too bittersweet, happiness mixed heavily with sadness. Joy mixed with pain.

Naruto pulled back and met Sasuke’s dark, questioning, worried gaze. He stared for a long, long minute. Shining eyes tracing the same path his finger had traveled over Sasuke’s features. Then, he said, "Sasuke.”

Sasuke looked questioningly at Naruto.

“I... peep-peep, peep-peep...”

Naruto’s image disappeared and Sasuke found himself looking at his peeping clock, wishing it would stop peeping just by glaring at it. With a grumble, Sasuke knocked the clock off the night stand, it stopped peeping. He sat up, and looked around his room sleepily, until his eyes landed on the clock and he glared at it. ‘You damn thing, you never let me have any fun. You wake me from sleep you cut my nice dreams, and just when it started getting good,’ Sasuke moaned in agony.

‘Damn, I have to meet the pink one today.’ Sasuke sighed. ‘But I get to see Naruto.’ A sloppy smile settled on his face.

‘Wait.’ Sasuke’s sleep-fogged mind caught up on something. ‘How did he know I wanted to interview her?’ He furred his eyebrows and tilted his head in a confused motion. ‘Hmm, let reverse. At first, he thought I was his sister's boyfriend. Then the pink thing's sex buddy and then out of nowhere he tells me to meet them to do the interview.

How did he know? He wasn’t there when I told the girls or the time I told Ino about it. At both times, he was inside the house. And the girls couldn’t have told him. The blond one was with me the whole damn time, and the other one fainted… wait! Does that mean….’ A picture of Naruto laughing at them through the kitchen window came crashing to Sasuke’s mind. ‘He was watching us through the window.’ A blush tainted Sasuke’s face as he felt his lower abdomen twitch. He looked down and saw a big tint that his covers formed around his now throbbing hard on.

“I need a shower."

He threw his covers away and ran to the bathroom.


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A.N: This chapter actually is me relaxing. I love how it was about Sasuke and his family, I mean Naruto got his own chapter why not Sasuke?

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