The Chemicals Between Us

A/N: Dom- Hey, this was written between me and Rae...yes you read right, the pairing is Sasuke/Iruka. Love it. Bitches. So yeah, anywho...um...enjoy the first chapter. Humor...good times...stuff like that. If you catch a problem, don't hesitate to tell us...we won't do shit about it, but it'll be nice to know you care.

In this...Sasuke is like...22? Iruka is still ten years older... 'cause older ukes are hot.


The Chemicals Between Us



"Is this all?" Sasuke shifted, quickly through the papers he was just handed and glancing up at the pearl eyed man who was watching him intently.

"Yes," the other man replied.

Dark eyes darted back down at the papers in the manila folder before it was closed. Sasuke stared at the Hyuuga. "Fine, just make sure they stay on task."

Neji nodded before the two brushed past each other, the Uchiha heading home to change for the sponsoring event that was being hosted in honor of the benefactors at the University of Konoha.

In accordance to his father will, Sasuke had to make sure the company gave to charity, a different one each year. Of course he had no problem with this; it was attending the social functions he detested. Not wanting to be gallivanting around town like most people his age, the Uchiha preferred to say at home, only going out when he was forced to.

He made it home in less than an hour to his suit pressed and waiting for him.

Iruka smiled at the Dean of the University, laughing along with the busty woman as she tapped a passing waiter on the shoulder to get his attention. Tsunade had already been through at least two bottles of champagne and the event had only just started really.

"Iruka!" she roared, startling her secretary, Shizune who stood next to them. "You...you're the best teacher I've ever had the privilege of harassing..."

The small man pushed up his glasses, fingers drumming over the glass that had just been shoved in his hands.

"Erm...thank you Tsunade-sama," he said weakly, fighting back the blush as his superior grew increasingly louder.

Sasuke took a long drink from the skinny glass, wrinkling his nose at the sparkling liquid as the University's accountant talked to him and a few others. The loud woman in the corner would occasionally stop the man from talking, but he continued on, even when the raven stopped paying attention.

Dark eyes were trained on the brunette that the large busted woman was hassling at the moment as he tried to get away. Neji nudged Sasuke in the arm, pulling the Uchiha back into the conversation; both men looking rather bored with it all.

Iruka sighed heavily as Shizune started pleading with Tsunade to stop drinking. He glanced away, rubbing the scar across his nose as he tried to find a viable excuse to leave the Dean's presence.

The professor's eyes swept the rather thick crowd of talking billionaires and others, watching his colleagues chat up the donators. His eyes caught sight of someone he knew only from word of mouth and publications.

Uchiha Sasuke. Head of Uchiha Corp., one of the largest companies in the world. They had branched out over the long years, now dipping their hands into any stock on the market; most of it had been done by the last of the family. Iruka had heard that Sasuke was the only one of the Uchiha’s left, but it was all very hush-hush as to why.

The brunette stared at the raven haired man, not having expecting him to be so...young. Tsunade teetered dangerously to the side, colliding into the side of another professor, Kakashi.

Iruka made a weak noise when he realized the largest investor of the evening might have seen the Dean of one of the best universities around getting smashed. The teacher did some tactical maneuvering and ended up by Sasuke's group of chatting men, trying to think of a way to distract the young billionaire.

The Hyuuga eyed Sasuke, both having noticed the small professor join their conversation circle. A few of the other men eyed the smaller man but otherwise ignored his presence, Neji included.

Sasuke took another long drink, setting his now empty glass on the next silver tray that passed them by, wishing to order something a bit stronger than just the nasty bubbly liquid. The billionaire turned when the blonde woman in the corner let out a great laugh. Half the room turned and the young gray haired professor she was leaning on was looking rather annoyed.

Iruka did the only thing he could think of at the moment, as juvenile as it was. He stepped forward, pretending a waiter had brushed him a bit harder than the man actually had and tipped his drink down Sasuke's front.

"I'm sorry!" the brunette said weakly, biting his lip hard as punishment.

He was going to be fired. Fired and then sued for ruining the young bachelor's good time. If Iruka didn't die of embarrassment first.

Sasuke immediately turned his head back around, his taunt stomach curving back as the chilled drink ran down his chest and into his pants through the shirt.

Neji, having been watching the man, knew it was an act. Sasuke's furrowed brows told him the Uchiha didn't buy it either but wasn't about to lose his composure in front of the other men who were genuinely startled.

"It's fine," Sasuke replied, looking down at the now even darker shade of red his shirt was. He looked up at the others. "If you'll excuse me...."

He turned and the brunette followed.

At least now he had an excuse to leave the party, a small smirk curled onto his lips knowing the Hyuuga was now further annoyed at having been left alone with everyone.

Iruka cleared his throat as he slid in front of Sasuke, leaving his empty glass on a nearby table. He led them out of the large room, glancing over his shoulder.

"Erm, the lavatory is just down this hallway," the smaller man said as he fiddled with his glasses again. "I'm very sorry about that."

"Don’t worry about it." Sasuke said flatly wiping off the excess liquid from the front of his shirt.

He pushed open the heavy wooden door, walking into the bathroom. The hum of soft florescent lights buzzed over head as the brunette followed him inside. Sasuke pulled paper towels out of the dispenser and began to press them against his stomach.

Iruka adjusted his glasses as he glanced the younger man over. He was tall, lithe, probably worked out when he wasn't busy ruling over the business market.

The professor sighed, knowing that the Uchiha figured that the spill wasn't an accident. He rubbed the scar across his nose as he waited patiently for Sasuke to clean himself up, not bothering to say anymore to the stoic billionaire.

The taller man gave off a cold aura that Iruka just didn't like. Everything about the Uchiha seemed out of reach and slightly snobbish.

Sasuke furrowed his brows, discarding of the soaked brown disposable towels before pulling a few more out of the dispenser.

"I'm not mad." Dark eyes glanced over at the smaller man watching him as he proceeded to pat dry his pants.

"I noticed," Iruka answered lightly, taking a few steps forward and staring the Uchiha in the eye through the mirror. "I think my first impression of you might have been wrong. I am sorry I ruined your suit though."

"It's nothing, I can get another." Sasuke finally quit trying to dry himself, tossing the towels into the trash.

He paused at Sasuke's side, trying to seem friendlier than he had been before. "I'm Umino Iruka by the way. I'm Head of the Language Department."

The younger male turned, holding out his hand, "Pleasure to meet you, Professor." He shook the smaller man's hand firmly; his expression was placid as he looked the other over as they stood under the overly bright lights. "Thank you, by the way."

Iruka raised his brows, "For what exactly? So far I've only introduced myself and destroyed your clothes."

"You gave me a reason to get out of this place." A small grin curled onto his lips. "That little round man's jokes were..." He cleared his throat.

The smaller man turned as the door opened. He blanched when he caught site of Tsunade, holding a hand over her mouth as she shot toward the closest stall.

Kakashi came bursting in after her, collar as always pulled high to cover his lower face. He glanced at Iruka as retching was heard, shrugging and at least having the decency to pretend to look embarrassed.

An elegant brow arched hearing the large busted woman release what he hoped to be the last of her stomach contents, the putrid stench of vomit and alcohol filled the large men's restroom as the three males looked at each other.

Sasuke took note that the brunette's face was slightly red as he rubbed at the dark scar arching its way over his nose and cheeks.

That was it, they had just lost their biggest donation for the year, Iruka was sure of it. As wonderful a Dean as Tsunade was, she was a horrible drinker, not to mention her gambling addiction....

The smaller man closed his eyes and silently prayed as the blonde woman groaned loudly in disgust and exited the stall. Kakashi helped her stumble to the sink where she then proceeded to try to dunk her entire head under the faucet.

"Oh please," Iruka muttered, turning his back to her as he covered his face with his hand.

Kakashi kept her from doing anything particularly embarrassing though, knowing that the Dean would dock his pay if he did.

Iruka sighed and took off his glasses, bringing a small handkerchief from his inside pocket to clean them. "Uchiha-san, this is Tsunade-sama, Dean of the University. And this is Professor Hatake Kakashi, Head of the Arts Department."

"Kakashi," Sasuke nodded when the grey haired man lifted his brows giving the raven a glance over.

The billionaire stared at Tsunade, looking rather impassive with the whole thing.

"Excuse me..." Sasuke dismissed himself as the blonde woman began to drink from the cool flow, spitting the last of vomit into the drain.

Iruka glared at Kakashi who just stared at him, obviously enjoying himself. The brunette ran out of the bathroom, set on doing some damage control.

He spotted Sasuke down at the end of the hallway, passing by the doors to the event. Iruka's shoes clicked against the polished floors as he quickly caught up to the younger man.

"Uchiha-san," he started, cheeks blushing crimson. "I'm sorry you had to see that, really she's not like that most of the time!"

"If you're afraid I'll pull my donation because of her, don't be." Sasuke paused in his lengthy strides after glancing at the smaller man.

"Sasuke."

The raven's attention turned to his lawyer. Neji was just outside the doorway, the noise from the party spilling out into the hall.

"I'm going home to change. You'll take care of it for me?"

The Hyuuga nodded before turning and walking back inside the large ballroom. Iruka rubbed his scar again and smiled sheepishly.

"I...wish the circumstances in which we met had been better...Sasuke," he said adjusting his glasses again.

Sasuke nodded. "Maybe next time." He agreed. "Until then..."

He bowed his head politely to the professor before disappearing out the doors, buttoning up his suit coat in an effort to protect his still wet shirt and pants from the cool night wind.

"I never liked that Uchiha guy," Kurenai said absently as she flipped through the magazine. "Look at this...it says in a few years if his company keeps expanding like it is now, then he'll be the richest man on earth. You'd think coming in third would be enough for him."

Iruka glanced at her over the rim of his coffee cup. It had been a few weeks since his last encounter with the stoic youth and since then, it seemed he'd been hearing far too much of Sasuke from the tabloids and his co-workers.

He tucked a strand of hair behind his ear as he and a few other professors stood in a small cafe. They were supposed to be at a Science seminar across the street, really ground breaking stuff developed with help by the Uchiha Corp. But it had been dull and they had needed to escape.

Kakashi leaned against the large window facing the building across from them.

"I don't see why we had to be dragged here just because Tsunade was invited," he said casually after adjusting his eye patch.

Iruka sighed, "Because we represent the top University that this new technology will affect...you know that don't you?"

"That and we'll be getting a huge grant to test out the equipment," Anko put in, lounging next to the smaller man.

"I'll bet my next paycheck Tsunade is looking for an escape about now," Asuma chuckled.

Iruka furrowed his brows and rubbed his scar. "I'll go back and give excuses for you, please don't make her wait too long, I’m not sure I can keep her from drinking."

Kakashi glanced at him, "They don't serve alcoholic beverages there, I checked."

Iruka sighed. "Then I'm not sure I can keep her inside."

The cycloptic man downed his drink before he tossed a wave over his shoulder, quickly ducking outside, wrapping his coat shut around him as the biting wind cut through.

“I wish I had a guy who had that big of a crush on me,” Anko muttered. “There’s lots of crap I need to get out of.”

Sasuke nodded again as Tsunade continued to talk about his contribution and about the technologies in medical fields he had. Apparently she had an MD but wasn't practicing.

He spotted the grey haired professor heading toward them, eyeing the Uchiha as he drew near.

"Hatake," Sasuke nodded and received a similar greeting.

"Tsunade-sama..." Kakashi diverted the woman's attention away from the Uchiha, who took this opportunity to slip away.

Grabbing his long black duster off the coat rack in the corner, he headed to the coffee house across the street.

Iruka glanced up as the door chimed, expecting Kakashi's return along with Tsunade. Instead he was pleasantly surprised to see the Uchiha come in, shaking off the rain that had started to pour down. Their eyes met as Sasuke swept his cool gaze across the room and the smaller man smiled and waved.

"Professor," Sasuke greeted the brunette with a nod as he neared the smaller man.

Iruka was sitting on the plush couch near the cashier. He wasn't about to be rude to the other. He gave soft smirk; the circumstances were certainly different than the last time they had met.

The long haired professor sitting across from him glaring didn't go unnoticed by the Uchiha. The other woman sitting next to Iruka simply gave the young billionaire a sly grin.

Iruka adjusted his glasses and stood up, giving a stern look toward his co-workers as he led Sasuke away to another table.

"Don't mind the warm welcome," he said, scratching the back of his head as he grinned. "They just don't like...anyone."

The professor cocked his head. "Aren't you supposed to be attending the seminar?"

Sasuke lifted a brow noticing the others were watching them closely. "I needed some tea." He answered. The over zealous cashier smiled happily as he waited for the raven to order.

"Let me get it for you," Iruka smiled. "It's the very least I can do for our last meeting."

Sasuke shook his head. "There's no need, it wasn't your fault." He turned to the jubilant man, ordering a large unsweetened tea.

"Would you like something?" He turned to the professor.

"Another latte," Iruka said to the cashier.

They waited patiently, each trying in vain to ignore Kurenai and Anko as the women left behind Asuma in favor of taking seats closer to the pair.

"I apologize again," the smaller man said as they began whispering.

Their order came up and he paid for it before Sasuke could, smiling up at the Uchiha as he nodded toward a booth.

"You didn't have to do that." Sasuke said following closely behind Iruka.

His dark gaze fell over the two whispering women who stopped speaking when they passed by, Asuma was still lounging on the couch where the other's had left him. After removing his rain slicked coat and laying it over the back where he wasn’t sitting, Sasuke slid into the booth on the opposite side of the table as Iruka.

"It makes me feel a little better for what happened, don't let it bother you," Iruka wrapped his hands around the warm cup, sighing in relief. "I've noticed you do a bit of ducking out of events where you're the main feature."

Sasuke took a long drink of his tea, stirring it around with the stick provided though he had not put anything into it. "They are all for show anyway."

"What do you mean?" the brunette glanced up.

"All I did was pay for the research. Only the scientists are actually interested in these things. It's just an excuse for people to get made up and drink in the middle of the day." He looked over at the two women who were watching them out of the corner of their eyes.

"And to announce something that's never been seen before," Iruka added patiently. "The technology I managed to sit through was...mind blowing to say the least. When the research comes to full maturity, I can't imagine how many people it will help. It's a wonderful thing to be a part of, you should feel proud."

Sasuke took another long drink, staring at the table in front of him before looking up at the other man. "Mmm." He nodded. "I suppose I should."

The brunette blushed faintly.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't be delving into your business," he chastised himself. "I don't mean to lecture you."

"You aren't." His reply was short, interrupted by the foam cup being pressed against his pale lips. The other man's slight embarrassment didn't go unnoticed.

"I assume you were brought along, I don't usually see many professors of Language or Art at these types of things."

Iruka smiled easily as he sipped at his own drink before it became cold. "Yes, Tsunade-sama likes to bring a few of us along when she can. To use us as an excuse to get out of work if it comes up. But...it is a nice break from being asked the meaning of 'voulez vous coucher avec mo ce soir?' all day while trying to teach English."

Sasuke chuckled softly. "Sounds riveting." he said sarcastically before taking another drink.

"It has it's ups," the brunette said, staring into his cup.

Sasuke noticed Neji stepping outside the building looking for him as he shielded his long locks from the rain.

"I must be going." He set down his cup then slid out of the booth before pulling on the dark jacket. "Sorry to have cut this short, if you'll excuse me."

He picked up his tea and headed for the door. The Hyuuga spotted Sasuke from across the street, glaring at the raven who slowly made his way to the other male, the two then disappearing back into the building.

"You like him," Anko said as she slipped in the booth to sit beside Iruka.

The small man glanced away from where he had been watching Sasuke, slitting his eyes in his colleague’s direction as Kurenai joined them.

"I don't know enough about him to like him yet," Iruka said, taking off his glasses to clean them.

"Sure, he's busy running the world," Kurenai muttered waspishly. "How could he have time to even finish his tea?"

"Or to chat up a teacher," Anko chimed as she snorted. "He probably just thinks you're trying to get another grant out of him."

Iruka smiled lightly and shook his head as the two continued bashing the young Uchiha, his brown gaze falling back toward the building.

The Seminar continued into a dinner party in tribute to the donators, most people going home to change into more fashionable attire, returning in a parade of limo's and sparkling jewelry.

Reporters that were not invited inside were standing behind a barricade taking photos of everyone who was arriving. There were a few celebrities there, ones who had also made a contribution to the program or the research, but the person they were waiting for was none other than Sasuke.

Comments were made when the Uchiha arrived with Neji and a pretty blonde clinging tightly to the pearl eyed man's arm. Hundreds of photographs were taken in the short walk to the doors that were already opened, the trio slipping inside.

Iruka and Shizune watched with dejected fascination as Tsunade elbowed her way to the open bar, nearly jumping for joy at all the drinks laid out before her greedy hands.

"I'll give you my paychecks for the year if you take this," the black eyed woman moaned.

Iruka winced, "I'll give you my paychecks for the next ten years if you do."

They glanced at each other and had a quick bout of rock, paper, scissors. The small man won two out of three and gave an apologetic smile as he left to get away from Tsunade and the crowds.

Why these things always turned into such atrocious parties were beyond him. This was supposed to be an academic event, not a show for the few who's pockets were deep enough to spend money on their grants.

Iruka sighed as he weaved in and out of groups, dodging people to get to the back door. He made it to the terrace and slipped his glasses off to clean them. The brunette was dressed in a standard black and white tux, simple and clean with fine lines and little flare. He stared up at the night sky as it faded to a deep black, storm clouds blocking out the stars.

"It seems I'm not the only one ducking out of things like this."

Sasuke stood in the doorway, looking up at the sky as he took a drink out of the small porcelain cup. The raven was also wearing a tuxedo much like the brunette's but instead of a bow tie, he was donning a standard crimson colored one that matched the equally dark vest underneath his black coat. He walked out onto the terrace, stopping next to the other man.

"These types of...parties," Iruka motioned to the door. "Make me nervous. I always feel like I'm doing the wrong thing. I'm better off in a classroom."

Sasuke nodded softly, taking another drink of the warm liquid. "At least it stopped raining."

The brunette blushed lightly when he realized he'd been staring at the Uchiha. He glanced away, rubbing the scar across his nose. Iruka was having trouble with the fact that he had only just realized how physically attractive Sasuke was. The taller man had sharp eyes and smooth features laid along pale skin.

"Uchiha-sama!" twin voices rang out.

Iruka looked over to the door, spying two very pretty women standing together, wagging their fingers for the billionaire to join them. The professor raised a wary brow at Sasuke, disapproving of his new company.

Sasuke turned his dark gaze from the sky looking over his shoulder at the twins smiling back at him. "I'm in a meeting, ladies." He replied to their call in a flat, bored tone.

He turned his eyes back to the brunette, the girls whining before leaving the two alone again. The Uchiha shook his head just slightly, taking another sip from his glass.

"Interesting friends," Iruka said casually as he watched them retreat.

"Not friends. Fans." He replied a little more than slightly annoyed with the whole situation. "Their father gets them into anywhere I'm going to be."

"I think I'm beginning to see why you like escaping so much," the brunette adjusted his glasses, pausing as a loud laugh rang through the opened door. "Tsunade-sama..."

He really needed to go in and stop the Dean...but the other professors were there as well and... Iruka glanced at the taller man, and then across the terrace, blushing faintly.

"You know...we never finished having our drinks...if you'd like to get away for a bit."

Sasuke looked at Iruka, setting his now empty glass down on the thick railing. "Alright." He stood up a bit straighter, having been slouching slightly.

The smaller man smiled almost shyly as he met the other's gaze. "Where would you like to go?" he asked. "Somewhere that isn't too crowded I'd think."

"There's a nice little bar down the street." He answered as they ducked back inside, heading for the elevator.

"I'll meet you there," Iruka smiled and waved his goodbye as he nodded behind Sasuke. Neji was walking toward him, looking distinctly annoyed.

After arguing with the Hyuuga, Sasuke promised to return after getting a drink somewhere quiet. The lengthy haired male glared but turned back to the party as he was flagged down by the blonde waiting for him at their table.

The Uchiha slipped out of the side door, knowing reporters were waiting at the front and back entrances. He walked to the bar, easily picking out the brunette sitting in the back of the dimly lit place.

Iruka offered a smile as he looked up. "I ordered sake, I hope that's alright," he said as he poured Sasuke a cup. "I didn't know what you'd like."

"That’s fine." Sasuke slid into the round booth, the waitress eyeing them as she passed to serve another table.

Sasuke shifted into a more comfortable position before picking up the small cup. "Are you hungry? The food there wasn't very filling."

Iruka nodded as he took a drink and then leaned back against the cushions. "I've never been here before, you'll have to tell me what's good."

He brightened a bit and looked over. "Do they have ramen?"

Sasuke furrowed his brows in thought. "I believe they do."

He looked back over at the other man, placing his elbows on the table as he took another drink. When the waitress pass by again Sasuke stopped her, asking for two menus and some warm Sake.

Iruka didn't hold his alcohol very well. That became apparent after only a few drinks as an hour passed. His cheeks were flushed as if with arousal and his thick lashes had started to droop. The brunette frowned slightly at the ramen after he'd taken a bite.

"I know this little place...near my home, serves the best ramen around, hands down." He shifted closer to Sasuke as he watched the group of people scattered in the bar.

Sasuke flagged down the woman again, paying for their barely touched food and the Sake. "Lead the way." The younger man moved to let the brunette out of the booth.

Iruka glanced up at Sasuke, still settled against the cushions as he raised a wary brow. "I'm not a fan you know," he said.

Sasuke's expression changed for a second, the professor’s statement not having made much sense.

"I know." He held out a hand for the other to take, obviously too drunk to get up on his own. "I'll get you a cab home."

The brunette nodded with a relieved sigh as he stood, leaning against Sasuke's side. "I just didn't want you to think I'd be inviting you over just yet."

Sasuke walked the inebriated man to the street, waving down the first cab that drove past. "Where do you live? I need to give the man your address."

"A few blocks from the ramen stand," Iruka muttered as he rested against the taller man's form. "I've never been to this area...I'm not sure where I live."

Sasuke sighed helping the smaller man into the bright yellow car. The waitress came out of the bar as Sasuke was shutting the door, having slid into the seat next to the brunette.

"Your glasses!" She held out the school teacher's glasses.

Sasuke took them from her and placed them into his right breast pocket before closing the door while giving the driver his own address.

Iruka stared out the window, his sight blurry for more than one reason as he watched the buildings pass. He closed his eyes, opening them only when Sasuke called his name.

"You could have just taken me back to the seminar," the brunette said as he was helped from the cab. "One of my colleagues would have taken me home you know."

"I'm sure they have their hands full with your bos-" Sasuke was interrupted when his cell phone rang. He pulled it out of his pocket, bypassing the other man's glasses.

"Yeah?..."

Iruka took a few steps away, staring up at the large mansion as the cab left after Sasuke had paid.

The home was large, dark, and probably incredible to see by daylight. Now it was slightly eerie in the night, jutting out of the grounds like a sore on the earth. The brunette raised his brows as he glanced over his shoulder, wobbling slightly.

The Uchiha argued with Neji, the pearl eyed man being harassed by countless people wondering exactly where Sasuke had run off to.

"Just tell them I had a client come in, and I needed to leave..." Sasuke walked up behind Iruka as he listened to Neji. "Alright. Fine. Just call me in the morning."

He closed the phone and slid it back into his pocket, leading the smaller man up the path to his home.

"Isn't your girlfriend going to mind that you're bringing someone over?" Iruka asked, needing help to get up the steps to the front door.

Sasuke chuckled softly as he punched in the security code and the door buzzed before the lock clicked open loudly.

"There's no living here but me." He answered helping the other inside.

"Sounds lonely," Iruka remarked as he stumbled. The Uchiha steadied him around the waist and the brunette leaned against him. "I like your house."

Sasuke closed the door behind them, the lock buzzed back in place. "Thank you."

He led Iruka to the stairs, the brunette nearly tripping on the first step. Sasuke steadied the other, pulling the smaller man’s arm over his shoulders as he held him more firmly by the waist. Their shoes clanked walking up the winding metal stairs, the sound then muffled by the carpet on the second floor.

"I'm sorry to be a burden," Iruka muttered. "I'm not good with alcohol. Honestly all I wanted to do was have a quiet drink and then ask you out on a date."

Sasuke faulted in his step, taken back by the other's man's bluntness. "You're not a burden." He opened one of the guest room doors.

"The Hyuuga cant hold his liquor either." The Uchiha commented leading Iruka to the bed.

"Is there anything you need?" He asked.

Sasuke wasn't ignoring the other's planned proposition but he knew the professor was drunk and obviously a little more loose with his words.

Iruka smiled as Sasuke let him go to lay over the blankets.

"No nothing, thank you," he said as he laid back and stared at the ceiling. "You didn't have to do this, and I'm grateful."

"Get some rest." Sasuke turned and headed for the door. "If you need anything, there's an intercom, or I'm the door at the end of the hall." The Uchiha glanced over his shoulder.

The brunette had already kicked off his shoes and curled under the blanket. A tuft of chocolate hair was the only thing that showed as he snored softly.

Sasuke hung his jacket over the back of the chair in the office in the front of his room before disappearing around the wall into the bedroom stripping the rest of the dark material off. He showered before climbing under the black sheets, the alcohol lulling the raven into an easy slumber.


A/N p.2: Dom-I won't lie...it may have sucked a little. And the flow is off because we did this in rp fashion soooo...screw it. Keep reading it. It gets better when we get into the swing of things. Cha. Reviews and flames are welcome.