Moving Day

--Chuckle-- well, that was unexpected; you are all so worried about Naruto! Haha. He’s got Kyuubi! Do you really think he’d die so easily? Annnd, this ISN’T a death fic. Injuries are bound to happen, but I won’t kill Naruto off; what kind of romance story kills off a major character towards the beginning? Before smex even?! I would never do something so cruel! Besides, I LOVE sexy Naruto, he’s here to stay! Oh, and I’m posting this today, cause I feel bad about taking so long to post the last chapter. Haha, I’m watching Scooby doo. I looove Scooby doo. Best cartoon classic ever. Though, it IS distracting. Mm, I think that’s all I got; on to the sixth installment of ‘Moving Day’! Ne, this one is long, snap. I hope you like it! It’s got a lot of information, and ‘possibly’ some narusasu at the end, but I’m not telling; you’d have to read through it all first! OH, before I forget, when Deidara or Sasori ever mention the word ‘chibi’ they’re talking about Sasuke. The same goes for Kisame when he uses the word ‘mini’. They are pet names. Also; in case you didn’t know, Kisame and Sasori have worked at that high school the whole year, Shika’s just too lazy to have noticed. And Sasuke considers both of them his friends as well as Itachi’s. I think that’s all, oh, and for those of you who don’t know, ‘Kami’ is a god of some sort. Not necessarily the Christian God, just a deity of sorts.

Disclaimer: --sigh-- don’t own, never will.

Warnings: mild incestuous thoughts, violent suggestions, language, boyxboy action
Rating: OT for language and adult themes

Response to Reviews:

Charmpit: --blushes-- omg! I can’t believe you said that! But you are totally right! Naruto is going to be a lot harder to get rid of then any of Itachi’s minions can imagine.

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“…” talking

//…// Thoughts

=…= Kyuubi talk

--…-- Naruto to Kyuubi

((…)) Shukaku talk


Moving Day

Chapter 6: Dangerous and Suspicious activity

Sasuke awoke with a start, his alarm clock blaring right next to his head; he groaned and rolled over to meet warm flesh. He screeched and threw himself off his bed landing with a thud, “DEIDARA!!” he wailed, “what the FUCK are you doing in my bed?!” Deidara moaned and stared down at Sasuke on the floor as the door to his room flew open, producing a disheveled Itachi. Itachi surveyed the scene before settling his gaze on Deidara and calmly (angrily) spitting out,

“Deidara. When I kicked you out of my room last night, that didn’t mean you could come to Sasuke’s room. We HAVE a guest room.” Deidara ignored the warnings in Itachi’s tone and pouted,

“But the guest room is so cold, yeah. Besides, Sasuke didn’t even notice until he woke up this morning, yeah.” Sasuke started shaking with fury on the floor,

“Out. Of. My. Room. NOW!” he shouted rising to his feet pointing an accusing finger in Deidara’s direction. If he didn’t like Deidara before, he sure as hell hated him now. Even Itachi knew not to come into Sasuke’s room without permission; he liked his privacy and his room was his haven. Itachi strode forward and violently pulled Deidara out of Sasuke’s bed tossing him at the door. Deidara grumbled, stood up, and marched out the open door, Sasuke sighed and smiled at Itachi, “Thanks aniki.” Itachi gave a small nod and turned to leave. Shaking his head, Sasuke wandered over to his dresser to get ready for school.

Itachi glared at Deidara sitting at the kitchen table, his eyebrow twitched as Deidara ignored him. He sighed inaudibly and sat down, “Verdict?” he asked quizzically. Deidara glanced up and gave a cheeky smile,

“Guilty. And pending punishment.” He replied, then shivered. Itachi had smiled, and it was creepy as fuck. The two sat at the table in silence for about fifteen minutes before Sasuke wandered out yawning, his hair still wet from his recent shower and hanging delicately in his face. He threw a tired glare at Deidara before collecting his breakfast, a bagel and some orange juice, and sat down to eat. “Ne, Chibi,” Deidara started, as Sasuke looked up at him, a piece of bagel hanging from his mouth nonchalantly as he nibbled on it, “Is that blond neighbor with the bike picking you up today, yeah?” Sasuke bit off his bagel and set the rest down, casting a wary glance at Itachi who hadn’t moved, and nodded, then glanced at the clock,

“He should be here in about ten minutes.” He muttered after swallowing and taking a drink. Deidara nodded,

“Itachi tells me he doesn’t take you home though, yeah?” Sasuke glanced at Deidara suspiciously, //what’s with all the questions?// Sasuke raised a brow and contemplated before answering,

“No…” he starts slowly, “He has 6 classes while I have 5, so I get a ride home from Gaara… why?” Deidara smiled,

“No reason, just trying to have a conversation, yeah.” Sasuke shrugged, finished his bagel and stood up, leaving for his room. Itachi glared a warning over in Deidara’s direction, Deidara shrugged, “he don’t suspect nothing, yeah.” Itachi narrowed his eyes and Deidara shrugged again as the doorbell rang. Itachi flicked his gaze towards the door as Sasuke rushed out of his room to answer it. Sasuke opened the door not to Naruto, but a lazy commander,

“Kakashi-san?” Sasuke asked uncertainly, “What are you doing here?” Kakashi’s one eye twinkled with amusement,

“Yo, Sasuke-kun. Is Itachi-san here?” Sasuke raised a brow, but opened the door to let the man in, “Itachi-san!” Kakashi called spying Itachi sitting at the kitchen table and trotting over to him, as Sasuke turned back to close the door Naruto walked through it,

“Hey Sasuke-kun!” he announced happily, then frowned, “what’s the pervert doing here?” Sasuke turned to look at Kakashi before grumbling,

“Which one?” he shot a glare at Deidara, who gave a wide grin,

“Na, Chibi, you don’t mean that, yeah!” Sasuke smirked which clearly said ‘yeah I do’, and turned back to Naruto, taking the offered helmet, and placing it on his head casually,

“I’m leaving!” he called, “bye aniki!” he waved and pulled Naruto out the door with him. Deidara looked over at Itachi,

“He seems okay with the bike, yeah? I figured the Chibi would still be afraid, yeah.” Itachi shook his head, refusing to answer and looked to Kakashi,

“Commander, how can I help you?” Kakashi smiled under his mask, then frowned, as he sat down,

“Why would Sasuke-kun be afraid of motorcycles?” Itachi shot Deidara a subtle irritated; threatening look, that Kakashi caught, and regarded the masked man,

“Two years ago Sasuke and our parents were in a car accident. Sasuke survived and our parents died. While a motorcycle wasn’t really present, Sasuke has a fear of crashing on those more. He hasn’t really gotten over our parents accident, and is even mildly afraid of regular cars from time to time; trucks and motorcycles in particular though.” Kakashi nodded thoughtfully closing his one eye. Itachi once again pointed an accusing glare in Deidara’s direction before Kakashi looked at him,

“I see, poor Sasuke-kun. Now, you said trucks as well, why those?” He asked lazily, Itachi narrowed his eyes at the Commander,

“I wasn’t there, but I read the report and heard about it on the television, apparently a semi truck crashed into the front end of my parent’s car and swung it around to crash into another truck to their right. The front end was destroyed.” He relayed expectantly without a thought of emotion. Kakashi nodded again, this time his eyes crinkling into a happy upside-down ‘U’ shape,

“I see.” He said again, “Now, on to what I really needed to speak with you about Itachi-san. My captain asked me to come ask you about the new weapon the Tsukuyomi that your company has been working on. I believe they are goggles that allow the wearer to trap an opponent in some sort of illusionary world? Yes?” Itachi frowned, that new product has been kept in the utmost secrecy; how did Konoha find out about that?

“That particular weapon is still too unstable and has yet to leave the testing phase. I can not say for sure how you found out about it, nor when it will be available for public law enforcement usage.” Kakashi’s eye twinkled with glee,

“Of course, Itachi-san. I’ll simply have to just keep checking in on that.” Itachi growled lowly at the Commanders impudence but nodded. Kakashi stood, and walked to the door, “Perhaps, I’ll come by just to visit.” Itachi raised a brow in question, “I do so enjoy running into little Sasuke-kun.” Kakashi’s eye took on a dreaming-like quality and Itachi’s widened fractionally, “Bye bye now Itachi-san!” Kakashi waved and sauntered out the front door closing it behind him. Deidara looked over at Itachi and flinched, looks like he’d have to call in more favors.

Sasuke and Naruto arrived at the school with about ten minutes to spare; Naruto had stopped to get some instant ramen for breakfast at a gas station. Sasuke hopped off the bike and threw the helmet carelessly at the blond still sitting on the bike; staring at him like he was a mad man. Sasuke had just relayed to Naruto about Itachi’s change of heart, as it were, and Naruto was shocked, “Y-You’re serious?!” He gasped out, “Itachi’s not still mad at me?!” Naruto finally got of his bike and wandered over to Sasuke who had just snorted,

“No, he’s still mad at you.” Naruto flinched, “But he understands that I trust you.” Sasuke’s voice got lower almost a quiet whisper, “and that you’re an important friend to me.” Naruto’s head shot up at the confession, he was about to question when Sasuke cut him off, “Now, don’t let that get to your head dobe.” He smirked good-naturedly, “I don’t mean anything by it, understand?” Naruto flashed Sasuke a shit eating grin,

“Course, Sasuke-kun. Meant nothing.” He practically purred, and didn’t stop smiling even after Sasuke went his separate way. As Sasuke walked into his math class, Naruto skipped off to his own, he was on cloud nine, even if Sasuke had specifically said ‘friend’ and not anything else, but he could wait. =The concept of ‘friends’ can change very quickly.= Kyuubi mused and Naruto nodded vigorously, not paying attention to the weird looks he was being given. -–He called me important Kyuu!–- Naruto squealed, --he trusts me!-– He elated to the chuckling demon. =I heard kit. But, you’ve got to remember, with his trust, comes a lot of responsibility. You break that, and I don’t know if you can get it back.= Naruto stopped skipping and scowled down at Kyuubi, --Way to ruin my happy mood Kyuu.-– He pouted as he wandered into his class. Class was as normal as could be, except that Sasori-sensei kept sending him heated glares; more than usual; and he wasn’t even talking in class today! As the bell rang, he stood to leave when he heard Sasori-sensei call out to him,

“Uzamaki-san; a word please?” Naruto flinched as Lee wished him all the luck of the spring, and hurried towards the teacher’s desk,

“Yes, Sasori-sensei?” Naruto asked carefully, “did I do something wrong?” Sasori’s lip twitched at the thought, obviously the boy did something wrong if Itachi was targeting him; probably something to do with the chibi.

“You seemed distracted today; and while I don’t particularly care, as a teacher, I’m required to question your health.” Naruto’s body tensed and he glanced up at Sasori,

“No, erm, I’m fine. Just thinking about something is all.” He choked out. =Something’s up.= Kyuubi mewled in his head, Naruto, internally, turned to look at the fox, -- what do you mean? – He knew Sasori-sensei didn’t care, but what was Kyuubi sensing that he couldn’t. = Just leave kit. He got his answer.= Kyuubi sniffed. Naruto nodded, “So, um, if that’s all, I’ll be going now, okay Sensei?” Sasori watched him carefully; it was almost as if the boy had just had a conversation with himself, strange.

“You may leave.” Naruto heaved a sigh of relief and bolted as fast as he could out of the classroom straight into Gaara; causing both boys to fall to the floor. Gaara growled and shoved Naruto off him, ignoring the ranting from Shukaku in his head. ((Kyuubi!)) Shukaku railed, ((that beast. Thought he’d escaped me?! Kill him! Rip him apart! He has the boy you want! Shred his arms and legs to pieces and bath in his blood!)) He shrieked. Gaara jumped to his feet,

“Watch it Uzamaki!” he grunted agitatedly, //Damnit.// Gaara fumed silently, //I don’t know how much more of this I can take.// Gaara turned and stalked off as Naruto stayed put on the floor, disgruntled and confused,

“What the hell?” He muttered, finally standing up as the late bell rang, “Oh shit!” he turned and bolted towards his next class muttering about stupid teachers and ex-boyfriends holding him up. After that, the day went relatively smoothly for Naruto, and now it was time for lunch, and lunch meant seeing Sasuke. He was walking through the part of the school that was being renovated and watched a few people hammer away; why they did that during school hours was beyond him,

“Watch out kid!” he blinked and turned towards the shout =MOVE kit!= Kyuubi railed and shoved forward with enough force to push Naruto out of the way as a thick glass pane crashed down and shattered where he had just been standing. From the floor Naruto blinked at the glass – If, If that hit me! – He started, -- I would have… -- Kyuubi cut him off =I know kit, I know. But it didn’t.= The construction worker who had called to him came rushing over, “Kid! Are you okay?! I’m so sorry! I had just set that pane! It shouldn’t have fallen! This is all my fault! Are you okay?!” He asked again. Naruto looked over at the mans panic stricken face before standing up quickly and brushing himself off,

“No! No, I’m fine! See?” he asked, “It was an accident! They happen all the time, don’t worry about it, okay?” The man nodded somberly taking another glance at the shattered pane, “I’m going to go now, alright? Don’t worry about it, it’ll take more than that to kill Naruto Uzamaki!” the man smiled up at him weakly and Naruto turned to jog off, //that was too close// he sighed heading towards his lunch table. With his back turned he failed to catch the shadow that cursed and stalked off, leaving the still shaking construction worker to clean up the mess.

Naruto had just approached the table when Sasuke shot up, “Dobe?! What happened?” Shikamaru, who had been snoozing jerked his head up and took in the sight Naruto was making. The boys’ usual tan skin was white as a sheet, and he was shaking from head to toe. Naruto looked up at Sasuke, his bright blue eyes clashing was Sasuke’s dark concerned ones, “Dobe?” He asked again, “Naruto?” Sasuke walked forward and placed a hand on Naruto’s shoulder to ease the shaking, “You’re shaking.” He pointed out testily, Naruto shrugged,

“I was wandering through the construction area and a glass pane almost crushed me.” He stated nonchalantly. Sasuke’s eyes narrowed before Naruto received a hard smack to the back of his head, “OW! Teme?! What the hell?!” he reached up and covered his head as Sasuke sat back down and took a vicious bite from his sandwich. Shikamaru sat up fully and glanced from Naruto to the area where the construction was taking place,

“I had heard the crash.” He mused quietly, “How strange. Those panes, once set, aren’t supposed to fall.” Sasuke stopped tearing apart his food to regard the genius,

“What are you suggesting Shika?” Shika’s gaze shifted from Naruto, whom had sat down, to Sasuke; and his internal war from yesterday came back full force. //Damnit.// he growled in his head, //This is all too troublesome!// he banged his head back down on the table and Sasuke swore he might have heard a ‘troublesome’ muttered, but he wasn’t sure. He shrugged, and looked over at Naruto who was still white, “Shake you up that much dobe?” Sasuke teased, knowing it would fire Naruto up; he wasn’t disappointed,

“What was that teme?! I don’t see you getting shit thrown at you! Besides,” he started, his voice coming down to a normal level, “today’s just been weird.” Sasuke raised a brow for Naruto to continue, he just shook his head, “No. Just weird.” Sasuke sighed in resignation and waited for lunch to slowly come to a close. Sasuke and Shikamaru lazily made their way to History; he wasn’t exactly thrilled to spend an hour in Neji’s presence. The boy hadn’t tried anything more, but the suggestions and innuendos didn’t go unnoticed. Upon entering the class Sasuke immediately began to make his way towards his seat in the back, hoping he would make it before,

“Sasuke-kun.” That. Sasuke sighed and turned to face Neji. He raised a brow in question, “How are you and Shikamaru doing on your project? I’ve noticed the two of you haven’t even started, as the rest of the class is about half way done.” Sasuke allowed himself a small chuckle,

“Me and Shikamaru have it under control, Hyuuga.” He smirked, “If that’s all,” he started and turned to leave. He stopped and whipped around when he felt a hand on his wrist, “Let. Go.” He growled out, and Neji just smiled while pulling Sasuke closer and moving in towards him,

“Has anyone ever told you how adorable you look when you’re angry?” He purred, causing Sasuke to shudder. Neji’s other hand came up to cup Sasuke’s face and pull him even closer. Sasuke narrowed his eyes as his eyebrow twitched. Shikamaru stood nearby waiting to intervene if he needed to, though he figured Sasuke could handle it. Sasuke glared, but stopped when an evil thought entered his head, he smiled,

“Why no, not that I can think of, but Neji,” he moved his face up close to the older boys, his lips brushing Neji’s softly. He felt Neji shiver and smirked, “Has anyone ever told you how ugly you are up close?” He sneered and shoved Neji away. As he stalked to his seat he could hear Neji sputtering incoherently behind him. Finally as he and Shikamaru took their seats, Sasuke looked down at the Hyuuga and almost laughed out loud at the look of pure fury on his face. Just as it seemed Neji was going to stomp up to Sasuke’s seat and let him have it, the teacher walked in, and Neji was forced to just settle with glaring. To his right, Shikamaru smiled in Sasuke’s direction, he had to give to boy props, no one had ever called Neji ugly in his life, that had to hurt. Class proceeded as usual and finally it was time for P.E. Sasuke was already changed and waiting in the gym talking with Gaara, by the time Naruto had arrived. Jogging out, Sasuke frowned in Naruto’s direction, he looked worse than at lunch, “Dobe? What now?” Naruto stopped and leaned casually on Sasuke’s frame,

“I had a few more… accidents… on the way here” he frowned. By accidents, he meant things like almost eating rat poison in science, and a water pipe bursting and almost taking his head off. He shook his head, “where the hell did all this bad luck come from anyway?” He sighed and Sasuke stared at him, there was no way this was all bad luck, or mere accidents,

“Why don’t you sit class out today or something?” Naruto frowned and scrunched his face up before a voice boomed behind him,

“I agree!” the three boys turned to face Gai-sensei, “Uzamaki-kun does not appear to be in the best health of his youth! You shall sit class today on the bleachers!” Naruto sighed, well, fine then. Taking his arm off Sasuke’s shoulder he slumped over towards the bleachers, Sasuke followed a bit behind him. Naruto hopped up to the top of the bleachers and sat down heavily while Sasuke stood at the bottom looking up at him warily. Naruto sighed and jostled slightly when he felt the bleachers vibrate minimally, -- what was that…?-- He looked down when he heard the bleachers creak =oh fuck.= Naruto jumped to his feet and lurched forward throwing himself into Sasuke on the ground as the bleachers he had been sitting on collapsed. Both boys hit the ground with a resounding crack as Sasuke’s head collided harshly with the floor. Naruto spared a second to look back at the in now piece’s bleachers, before staring worriedly down at Sasuke whose vision was swimming,

“Sasuke?!” Naruto shrieked, still sitting on top of the boy with his hands on the floor on both sides of Sasuke’s head. Gai-sensei and the rest of the P.E. class came rushing over and Sasuke groaned, “Sasuke?! Are you okay?!” Sasuke felt his eyes focus and glared up at the idiot above him; quickly shoving Naruto off him Sasuke railed,

“Me?! Am ‘I’ okay?! Damnit Naruto! That could have been you!” he pointed to the heap of metal and plastic. Sasuke stood up, only to get dizzy and fall back again, Gai-sensei catching him part way,

“Hold on Uchiha-kun, you hit your head hard, relax for a little bit.” Sasuke glared up at the teacher but let himself be lain back down anyhow. Naruto fretted frantically to Sasuke’s right as Gaara looked around. Movement to his left caught his attention. The redhead’s eyes narrowed and he walked in the direction of the movement. ((Sabotage)) Shukaku supplied, and Gaara nodded, ((seems I’m not the only one that wants that fox and his vessel dead.)) Gaara shot Shukaku a warning glare and settled on looking for the movement he saw earlier. ((Male. Mid thirties, maybe 34 or so.)) Shukaku supplied, sniffing the air. ((Professional.)) Was his last input. Gaara narrowed his eyes before wandering back to where Sasuke and the Uzamaki bastard were sitting,

“Who wants you dead, Uzamaki?” he asked in a bored tone. Gai-sensei had left Sasuke in Naruto’s care, and had started the class back up. Sasuke looked up startled, //what..?// Naruto, looked down in thought, there could be lots of people,

“Besides, ‘him’ you mean?” By him, Naruto was referring to Shukaku; he knew Gaara would figure that reference out, “No one that I can think of. Sasuke’s brother is mad at me, but I think wanting me dead is a bit harsh. So, no one.” Gaara nodded thoughtfully,

“It’s not 'him'. He thinks it was a male, early thirties, a professional; probably hired. You’ve said these accidents had been occurring all day, yes?” Naruto nodded, Shukaku got all that? – why didn’t you pick all that up, you good for nothing fox?—Naruto pointed out. Kyuubi grunted, =you’re still alive aren’t you? If this truly was done by a professional, without me, you’d have died several times over. Ungrateful brat=, Kyuubi growled. He hadn’t been looking for a person, if he had, he could have picked up the same things. Sasuke looked from the two profusely confused,

“What? What’s going on? Someone’s targeting Naruto? How do you know? And who’s this guy you keep referring to?” Sasuke wasn’t known as a prodigy for nothing. He glared hard at Naruto, figuring the blond would crack under his stare, surprisingly, he didn’t.

“He’s no one. Don’t worry about it.” Naruto said it with such finality that Sasuke almost thought the boy had been replaced, and decided not to question it; obviously a sore spot for his dobe. He sighed and the three of them conversed quietly until it was time to go into the locker room and change. Sasuke stood and shakily started towards the locker room; he was still a bit dizzy. Once inside he tore his shirt off and threw it into his locker, sighing again, he looked over at Naruto; who was staring at him. He felt his cheeks heat up and turned his head away quickly, hoping his blood would redistribute elsewhere, then looked back,

“Are you going to be okay for your last class?” He asked when Naruto had started to change as well, “If me and Gaara leave?” Gaara joined Sasuke by his locker and watched as the boy pulled his tight form-fitting jeans back over his smooth hips. Naruto sighed,

“I should be fine; you weren’t really around for the other ‘accidents’ earlier.” He pointed out. Sasuke thought, then nodded, Naruto was right, he pulled his shirt on and closed his locker,

“Alright. But come straight home after school.” Naruto gave Sasuke a questioning look, then beamed like no other; Sasuke flinched,

“Awww!” Naruto started, “Is the teme worried about me?” he cooed, Sasuke growled, //why?!// he shouted to his thoughts, //why do I have to worry about this idiot?!// He shook his head, resigned to his fate and glared up at Naruto,

“Dumbass. Just don’t die on me. Got it?” Naruto nodded vigorously and Sasuke turned to Gaara, “Let’s go.” Gaara nodded and they left. Naruto finished changing and took off for his last class, him and Kyuubi both on guard. Amazingly enough, nothing happened, and his final class came to an end. Naruto stalked out to his bike, waving goodbye to Shika, Kiba, and Hinata he threw his helmet on and started his baby up. He closed his helmet flap and pushed off racing down the road.

Sasuke sat exasperated on his bed. Itachi had been home when he returned, saying he’d taken the day off to finish setting the house up. He turned to glare at his clock, Naruto just got out of class, //That’s it, I’m not staying here, I’m going to go for a walk to calm my nerves.// He growled and walked out of his room, both Itachi and Deidara were sitting on the couch, Deidara was asleep. “Aniki?” he called, Itachi turned around, “I’m going to go for a walk. I’ll be back in about ten minutes or so.” Itachi stood up and walked over to his little brother; he’d stayed home in case the brat died at school and Sasuke needed comforting, but apparently, he was still alive.

“Where are you going?” He leaned down to be face level with Sasuke. Sasuke blinked, then shrugged,

“Hadn’t planned on going anywhere, but I might head up towards the park.” Itachi nodded,

“Okay, call if you need anything.” Sasuke smiled and walked out the front door, Itachi closing it behind him. He sighed and paced down the sidewalk. Naruto, with his driving skills, should be arriving home in approximately ten minutes. He shook his head and made his way towards the park; it wasn’t much, a big field of grass, a pair of swings and a slide, but it was relaxing. Right as he was nearing the park Sasuke’s head shot up from looking at the floor at the sound of a motorbike, he gave a true smile when he recognized Naruto’s bike, //He’s okay// he breathed a sigh of relief as a huge truck sped past, the driver glancing out the window at the park casually. Sasuke’s breath caught, //I recognize that driver!// Flashes of screams and tires screeching flooded his mind, //that’s the same man my parents car hit! Even the same truck!// Sasuke’s eyes widened as he noticed the driver wasn’t paying attention, still watching the park and headed straight for Naruto.

Naruto sped down the road by the park and saw a small figure walking a way in the distance, //that looks like Sasuke!// he smiled. He watched Sasuke stop, and then watched as his features contorted into something akin to horror, -- what…?—He questioned, =KIT! Look out!!= Naruto’s head snapped up and he swerved to the right narrowly missing the truck that had been barreling in his direction, lost control and hit the curb at a parallel angle causing him to fly off his bike and skid through the grass. His body finally stopped moving, his arms and legs all scratched to hell, his clothes shredded in some places and his helmet at least some twenty feet from his body and bike. His bike had continued with its momentum before crashing into a street sign. He groaned and opened his eyes, wondering briefly when they had closed and looked to his left. Sasuke was running in his direction calling out to him, “Naruto!” Sasuke wailed coming to a skidding halt, and dropping to the ground next to the blond. The screams and screeching from his memories still playing in his head, now coupled with the sounds from the accident that had just happened. Sasuke leaned over Naruto’s body looking him up and down quickly; searching for any signs of serious injury, there appeared to be none. A random car that had happened by and witnessed the accident had stopped, and the driver was out and to his side in an instant,

“That driver kept going! The asshole! I got his plate though!” the young man informed Sasuke, then looked down at Naruto, “Are you okay?! Do I need to call an ambulance?!” Naruto blinked up at the man before opening his mouth and croaking out,

“No,” he coughed a bit and made to sit up, only to have Sasuke forcefully push him back down, accompanied by a ‘don’t you move yet asshole’ stare. “I’m okay. He missed, and the grass softened my fall.” Sasuke looked down at him doubtfully, but didn’t argue the verdict,

“Should I call the cops? That driver just kept going! He didn’t even stop to see if you were okay!” The man tried again. Sasuke looked up at him, of course the truck didn’t stop, he was TRYING to hit Naruto, and failed, thank Kami. Naruto shook his head,

“No, no that’s okay. I’m fine, and the guy missed me, and besides it was just an…” he looked up and caught Sasuke’s glare, “accident.” He finished lamely, “I really appreciate you stopping to see if I was okay though. Not everybody would have done that.” The man blushed lightly and coughed a little,

“Er, yeah, here, let’s see if you can stand.” Sasuke and the man both took one of Naruto’s arms and gently pulled him to his feet. The man let go, and Sasuke hovered over the arm, just in case, and waited for Naruto to stabilize,

“I’m good!” he called out cheekily, giving a thumbs up in the mans direction, earning another blush from him and a smack to the back of his head from Sasuke, “Ow! God Damnit teme! Why is it every time I get hurt you always hit me?!” He shouted, glaring over in Sasuke’s direction. Sasuke scowled,

“It’s what you get for making me worry about you dobe!” he huffed and looked away. The man watched the scene with a ‘knowing’ smile before coughing lightly again,

“If you’re okay now, I’m-I’m going to continue on home.” Naruto looked over at the man, and thanked him again,

“Yeah, I’m good. Thanks.” He smiled and the man nodded, gave a wave and jogged back towards his car. Naruto beamed at the man’s back, before looking at Sasuke, “Lets see if my baby survived.” He chuckled out, “I mean my bike.” He explained at Sasuke’s confused look. Sasuke nodded, personally he hoped the damn thing would blow up or burst into flames so Naruto would never ride it again. As Naruto made his way over to where his bike lay, Sasuke wandered the opposite direction to collect the idiots’ helmet. Naruto was just lucky the helmet came off AFTER he flew off the bike and hit the ground, instead of during or before. He picked it up and shook his head, these events were not helping his subconscious any. The screams were still there, and now Sasuke was sporting the image of a dead Naruto; he sighed and trotted over to where Naruto was picking his bike up, “She seems okay.” Naruto mused, then turned the key on the ignition to hear her start up, then turned it off, “She’s good.” He smiled over at Sasuke and raised a questioning brow at Sasuke’s scowl, “What?” Sasuke glanced at him momentarily before shaking his head,

“Nothing dobe, lets just get you home and take care of those scratches.” Naruto nodded and the two of them walked back towards his house in silence. He glanced over at Sasuke every once in a while to find him deep in thought, --there’s something he’s not telling me Kyuu.—he pointed out dryly, =we all have our secrets, Kit.= Kyuubi pointed back. Naruto’s face scrunched up in irritation, --Our secret’s different.-- He said plainly, Kyuubi chuckled, =really? Somehow, I doubt that. A secret is simply something you feel no one else needs to know about. It doesn’t have to stay that way; but it also means no one else really has to know.= Naruto sighed as he parked his bike in his garage and opened his front door; Sasuke following him in.

“My room’s upstairs, first door on the left, I’ll get the first aid kit and be up there in a sec.” Naruto supplied, pointing towards a set of steps. Sasuke nodded and headed upstairs; walking into what he KNEW to be Naruto’s room,

“It’s… orange.” He observed out loud. The room was indeed orange; not the gaudy orange Naruto usually wears, but a nice rustic color. He looked around the semi-clean room and scoffed, he’d expected it to be a disaster zone; possibly the dobe had cleaned it recently. He sat on Naruto’s bed and waited only a moment before Naruto rushed in holding a first aid kit. Naruto blushed and his mind reeled, --M-my bed!—he squeaked, --he’s sitting on my BED Kyuu!—Kyuubi just chuckled. Naruto’s mind decided to then supply him with all the things he’d fantasized about the raven doing in that bed and flushed darker. Sasuke stood up immediately and walked over and placed his forehead on Naruto’s, “You don’t seem to have a fever.” He breathed, Naruto could feel Sasuke’s warm breath puff out over his moist lips, //So close…// Naruto felt his heart speed up. He hadn’t been this close to Sasuke for about a week now. Naruto tried to contain a groan as Sasuke pulled away and grabbed at the kit in his hands, “Go sit on the bed, we should sterilize your wounds before they get infected.” Naruto blinked, then looked down at his arms, and realized just then that he was bleeding. He moved over to his bed and sat down; Sasuke moved in front of him and knelt down, setting the box on the floor.

Naruto groaned again, audibly this time; could Sasuke not see what he was doing to him?! He was kneeling down between his legs! Oh the thoughts and images this gave Naruto! Sasuke looked up and took a sterile wipe pad and gently applied pressure to one of Naruto’s larger gashes on his leg. Naruto hissed and flinched at the sting. Sasuke smirked and continued cleaning until he was satisfied that all Naruto’s visible wounds were taken care of. He frowned at Naruto’s frayed shirt before suddenly reaching forward and grabbing at the bottom hem. Naruto squawked and grabbed Sasuke’s wrist, halting all movement, “What are you doing?!” he squeaked. Sasuke burrowed his brows in confusion,

“I was going to check to see if you had any scratches on your chest.” He stated matter-of-factly. Naruto blushed, but released his hold. In one fluid movement, Sasuke had Naruto’s shirt off and tossed to the floor. Still in ‘patch-up’ mode, Sasuke hadn’t noticed Naruto blush when he placed his hand gently on a scratch across Naruto’s abdomen. He turned and grabbed some more sterile pads and some gauze before turning back to clean the area. Half-way through, when Naruto let out a small moan, Sasuke realized where his hands were, and who his hands were on. He blushed and looked up at Naruto’s closed eyes and serene face, still delicately moving his hands across the tan, well built chest. Looking back at Naruto’s chest, Sasuke set the antiseptic aside and allowed his naked hand to search its way across Naruto’s soft skin. He looked back up at Naruto’s face when he heard a purr of pleasure; deep blue eyes staring lustfully down at him. He placed his hands on Naruto’s hip and pulled his body upward, his face leaning towards the now downward inclined one above his.

Naruto’s hands made there way to Sasuke’s shoulders and pulled the boy up so that he was seated fully in his lap. He happily noted that Sasuke’s eyes were glossed over and half lidded, and lifted one of his hands from their perch to lovingly stroke Sasuke’s silky cheek. That hand quickly relocated its grip into Sasuke’s sable locks, and pulled that head down to crash lips onto his. Sasuke immediately opened his mouth to Naruto’s kiss and sucked gently on his bottom lip; his hands lay tensed on Naruto’s firm chest. Naruto’s other hand found its way down to Sasuke’s hips, where they squeezed gently and pulled the body closer causing small friction. Sasuke gasped and pulled away as Naruto quickly attached his lips to Sasuke’s neck sucking harshly at the vain. Sasuke choked back a moan and rested his head on Naruto’s shoulder his hands wrapping around his shoulders as well. “Na-” he gasped as Naruto bit him hard, “Nnagghh” He moaned out; Sasuke had never felt anything like this before. Of course he’d had make out sessions, but he was young, and they never got his heated! He shuddered and reached out to take Naruto’s earlobe into his mouth licking and nibbling as he heard small mewls of pleasure from the blond at his ministrations, “Naruto” he muttered harshly into the wet ear by his mouth. Naruto snapped and spun around throwing Sasuke onto his bed before climbing on top of him and reattaching his mouth to those sinful lips that had been taunting him for the past week.

Naruto’s hands made fast work of Sasuke’s shirt, as it too joined his on the floor. His fingers grazed across Sasuke’s tender skin causing a sharp intake of breath from the owner. Naruto smirked into the kiss as he splayed his hand across Sasuke’s upper body. Naruto pulled away from Sasuke, but not before giving those pleading lips a loving lick, and looked down at the body below his. //More// his mind demanded, //I need to see more.// the hand on Sasuke’s hip moved down to the hem of Sasuke’s tight jeans and pulled lightly at the button there. Naruto looked up with concern as he heard Sasuke emit a small cry of protest. Sasuke locked his eyes with Naruto’s and he shook his head, he wasn’t ready for something like that. Naruto’s blazing gaze softened slightly and he nodded, and leaned down to place an innocent kiss on Sasuke’s lips. Right as he was about to speak, ‘What I’ve done’ by Linkin Park blared into his head and Sasuke sat up quickly, that’s Itachi’s ring tone! He whipped his phone out of his pocket and opened it, placing it to his ear, “Aniki!” he cried into the phone. Naruto, whose hands had been gently moving up and down Sasuke’s leg, stilled. Sasuke listened for a bit then cast a worried glance at the clock. //an hour?!// he gasped, //he’d been gone almost an hour!// “I’m SO sorry aniki! I-” he stopped and listened to Itachi speak, “I know what I said but-” he paused again, “Yes, aniki. I’m sorry. I’m at Naruto’s he-” he winced, Itachi was mad, and this time, Sasuke felt he had a right to be. “He got into an accident aniki! I was just taking care of his wounds!” he cried out desperately, Itachi wasn’t yelling, but he didn’t need to be for Sasuke to sense the murderous rage over the line. Sasuke nodded, looked thoughtful, then nodded again, “Y-yeah, I’m done now; I’ll be home in a second. Yes aniki. Okay, see you soon.” He closed the phone and jumped off Naruto’s bed reaching for his shirt, he pulled it on and turned to face Naruto, “Naruto,” he started, but Naruto just smiled and pulled him down onto his lap again,

“Don’t worry about it. If I were Itachi, I’d be pissed too.” He gave Sasuke a chaste kiss, which was returned and allowed Sasuke to stand back up, “If I ever want to see you again, you better get going.” He chuckled; Sasuke gave a half-hearted smile back,

“Yeah…”He leaned forward and pecked Naruto on the cheek, “I’ll see you tomorrow! Get some rest. You need to sleep off your injuries.” With that he turned and bolted out of the room with one thought in mind, //when did he become so important to me?//.

In the house next door a phone was smashed against a wall, accompanied by an aggravated growl, “I will get you. If it’s the last thing I do.”

TBC…