I am soooooooooooooo sorry. So sorry infact, i would add more O's to that so, but it would take up too much space. I beg your forgiveness. Life has been pretty busy lately. School, work, and a social life. But I'll find a way to at least finish this story. So, the other day I saw a story with only 19 chapters and 490 reviews...while I have 38 chapters and only 327 reviews... It makes me sad. *cry* It makes me feel like you guys hate me. (shut up Itachi!) So please after reading leave a review. Just a simple "Update soon" will let me know you love the story!
But anyways I guess I should get to the story now, ne? okay! ONWARD!

Disclaimer: If I owned Naruto, Sasuke would be a crossdressing uke, with a sexual attraction to Naruto, and Naruto would be the epic seme who chases after Sasuke. ...Wait? ...Hm, even though that sounds really close to the actual Naruto show, I still don't own. I do own the OCs though. And there is a new one today! Woohoo!
Warning: Yaoi. Cursing. Lemons. Romance. You've Been Warned!


And he embraced his angel, silently saying I love you. Wasn't he tired?

Sasuke took more time going home then going to Itachi's grave. Either, it was that every half hour Ryou started to cry about something, or that Sasuke couldn't concentrate on a sufficiant speed now. His mind just kept realing over the thoughts of what Madara said.

The way Sasuke was thinking made him want to vomit out of nerves. Did Madara know about his love for Naruto? In a way it wouldn't be surprising. The immortal Uchiha was twisted and powerful.

But if he did know about Naruto and Sasuke's relationship, that meant he knew how much the kitsune meant to him. His darling Naruto was already in the shraingan eye of the Akatsuki leader, but now Sasuke had a feeling that Madara himslef is going to to actually do the work.

It was now close to seven at night when the raven decided to set camp. It was time to rest, like Ryou was in his pouch carrier.

Sasuke cradeled his son in his arms as they slept under the olive green tent, a chakra barrier around them. He loved his son. He love Naruto. He loved his friends. Sasuke will swear his life to make sure nothing happens to them.


Idly Gaara walked through his village. Naruto had left 2 days ago but the feelings were still fresh. As always, Naruto was right. There was no way Gaara could live without being loved back. No warmth and amazing gazes of adoration, just pity. Maybe he loved Naruto like a brother, not a lover?

It was hard to really tell.

Gaara sighed and closed his eyes so he could wander the streets with his other senses. He could feel the noon sun beating down on him. The warmth contradicted with the late September season. Villagers chatted all around, some even saying hi to the Kazekage.

Suddenly, Gaara bumped into something. His jade eyes popped open to see what he bumped into. How could Gaara not sense that? Was he so lost in his thoughts that he didn't really concentrate like he should? Before him was nothing, just the air and the street he was walking on. What had he-

Then a whimper caught his attention. Gaara looked down to the dirt pavement. The breath caught in the red-head's throat.

A blushing boy sat on the ground his legs to his sides. The purple shirt he wore slipped off his right shoulder and was tied by a rope around the waist. A single sleeve of fishnet was worn on his right leg and beside him on the floor lay a book. Striking neon blue locks of hair flipped with the light wind.

Gaara looked at the boy and could feel a blush cross his cheeks when those bright orange eyes stared back at him. The eyes were like fire, attracting Gaara more and more. The boy blushed even more and spoke in a silky smooth voice. "S-sorry."

"Ah-" Gaara came back to realization, letting out a staggered breath. "No, I'm sorry that was my fault. I wasn't watching where I was going."

Wait! Was Gaara apologizing? That's more shocking then when the red-head says "That meddlesome mother hen."

Nevertheless, Gaara extended a hand to the blushing boy. A fair skinned hand took his and with a tug the boy stood. He bent down and picked up his book. Hugging the book to his chest, he kept his stare to the dirt around his bare feet. "No, it's my fault, Kazekage-sama."

Gaara's hand moved to the blue haired boy's cheek, uncontrollably. "No, I insist, it was my fault," he said softly in his baritone voice. The boy looked up into jade eyes at the touch. Gaara let out a rare smile. "Let me make it up to you and take you to get some tea,... And call me Gaara."

"I-I'm Ai," The boy blushed deeper. "I would love to get some tea, G-gaara-san."

Ai looked away in embarassment. A gentle smile graced his pouty pink lips. Gaara removed his hand from Ai's face and crossed his arms over his chest.

"Then shall we, Ai-san?" Gaara turned ans headed for the tea shop. Ai scurried behind him.

The pounding feeling in Gaara's chest was so loud that he was sure Ai could hear it. Gaara was suddenly so conscious about his actions now, even if he didn't know why. But, he did know that he was walking with such a swagger that his hips were hurting.


Naruto sighed as he entered the village gates early morning. "Okay, let's get some rest today and tomorrow, at noon, we'll meet at the Hokage office," he grinned. "Datte!"

Ashurii and Ichiba nodded. "Yes, Captain," they said in unison, bowing.

Then they went on their ways.

On impulse, Naruto went straight to Sasuke's house. The Uchiha complex was as eerie as always, but it didn't faze Naruto, as he had run through the empty part of town, time and time again.

Sliding the door open, the Anbu walked in and gave a look around. "Sasuke," he called, closing the door behind him.

No one answered him and Naruto's lips twitched into a frown. Sasuke wasn't home yet. But, Naruto understood, considering Sasuke told him he might get back after him.

The kitsune removed his shoes and shuffled into the TV room. Hey, why not relax as he waited?

But, could he really relax with so mnay nerves on high? His heart still raced with the anticipation of Sasuke's return. Sasuke wouldn't leave him, though. Sasuke loved him. Right? Or was this all a plan, a trick, to confuse Naruto to not notice Sasuke leaving again? Naruto's heart pained.

Tears slowly crept down the scarred cheeks. Slowly, he lulled himself to sleep, crying. He couldn't help but doubt the man he loved. After all the dramathey've been through, it's no surprise. But, he trusted Sasuke more.


It must have been noon when Sasuke walked back into the village. He nodded at the gate guards before heading home. He'll go see Tsunade later.

The trip went by so slowly since Sasuke took his darling time. He walked most of the time, playing with Ryou.

Now, he staggered home. Straight off, he noticed the sandles at the door. Sasuke smiled, heartedly. They were Naruto's for sure. Suddenly, finding energy, Sasuke quickly placed his son in the playpen in the kitchen and searched for his beautiful Naruto.

The door to the TV room was open and the raven glanced in, catching a bright yellow. He smirked. On the pillows, beside the table, on the floor, lay Naruto. He slept like an angel. His abdomen rose and fell with deep breaths. Sasuke knelt beside him.

"I'm back, my Kitsune," Sasuke whispered into Naruto's ear. Then, he kissed the man on the temple. "Wake up."

A soft moan left Naruto's pink lips. Blue eyes flickered open. Sasuke took a sharp breath at the amazing gleam in Naruto's stare. Naruto grinned. "Hey Sasuke!"

The kitsune leaned up on his elbows and gently pressed his lips to Sasuke's. The raven let out a soft whimper when the other let go of the lock. "I've missed that." He smirked again. He crawled over his beloved and rested his head on Naruto's chest.

Sasuke held onto the blonde, tightly. Naruto grinned and hugged back. All of his worries disappeared in a snap. He softly drew circles on Sasuke's back with his fingers. "I've missed you, believe it!"

There was a comfortable silence for a few minutes. Sasuke took the time to listen to Naruto's heartbeat. He loved each thud of life in his beloved. It was his lullaby, making everything in Sasuke's life vanish as he listened. Slowly, his raven eyes fluttered shut.

"Hey teme," Naruto said, sitting up, bringing Sasuke to sit, also. "Let's go upstairs, you're sleeping."

"Dobe," Sasuke sneered. "You were asleep when I got home."

Naruto huffed out his cheeks. "Not the point, dattebyo."

Sasuke leaned into Naruto and kissed his perfect lips. Breaking apart, the raven stood and pulled Naruto up by his arm. Without another word they walked, hand and hand, upstairs. Not before making sure Ryou's baby monitor was on, of course.

Sunlight shined through Sasuke's room window, filling the air with a glow. Once inside the room, Naruto tugged Sasuke's hand, making the raven turn towards him. Naruto crushed his lips into Sasuke's, enveloping in the wonderful moist heat. They closed the space between their bodies, arms snaking around eachother.

They broke apart for a breath of air. Naruto felt like all of his exhaustion vanished. The vision of Sasuke in the sunlight. His hand in Naruto's. Sasuke came back to Konoha, to him, to his arms. It wasn't Naruto's fault if he wanted Sasuke now all to himslef. "I'm not tired, are you tired?" Naruto panted.

Sasuke gasped as he felt Naruto grind his hips into him. His eyes half lidded as he hissed, when the blonde kitsune did it again. "Never tired for you, usurontonkachi."

Once again, they locked lips. The clothes on their bodies became so uncomfortable. They wanted to just rip them off. And Naruto did, technically. He split Sasuke's shirt right at the collar, all the way to the bottom hem. The raven stepped back, looked down and smirked. He looked back up at Naruto, an evil glint in eye. "Impatient, aren't we, dobe?"

"You have no idea, datte," Naruto grinned, scratching the back of his neck idly. It's been so long, that he's wanted to touch Sasuke's creamy skin, feel that lovely man. Practically, 6 years of temptation and lustful thoughts. And that's only since he's known he had feelings for the Uchiha. For so long, Naruto has wanted to prove his lobe. There was that blowjob but... Naruto wanted to hold and feel Sasuke around him.

Naruto stepped back towards Sasuke and ran his hand ever so softly up the bare chest, lightly ghosting the left nipple. Sasuke repressed a moan. Naruto's touch lingered on his body like a stream of heat. Soft lips pressed gently on the raven's collar bone. Naruto nippedd at the skin, leaving a tender love bite. Then, he abruptly pulled away.

"Are we going to fast?" Naruto blushed.

Sasuke tugged Naruto over with him to lay on the white sheeted bed. He took Naruto"s lips with his own. When they seaprated from the kiss, Sasuke stared in the eyes he felt most amazing. "I want to touch you, feel you, kiss you. I want to show you how much you mean to me, my beautiful angel," Sasuke said, lifting a hand to caress the thin whisker like lines on Naruto's cheek. "You aren't going fast enough."

Narut's heart swelled with such a powerful warmth that, just for a second, it was unbearable. He grinned stupidly before leaning down to kiss the man below him. It was so passionate and filled with unexplainable feelings. Hungrily, they tasted eachother's sweet taste. A taste they couldn't get enough of. Their eyes shut on their own. Each and every kiss has been better and more loving the the one before it.

"S-sasuke," the kitsune panted. He gulped down a breath of air beofre nuzzling his face into the nape of the raven's neck. "You show me how much I mean to you, everytime you smile and kiss me."

Sasuke laced his fingers with Naruto's. "Look at me, dobe...," he ordered, waiting until the blonde looked him in the eye. "Those things aren't even a quarter of how I feel. I could try all my life to show you all my love and not be able to show half."

"I'm happy someone finally took out that stick from up your ass..." Naruto chuckled, squeezing the hand in his. Then he muttered something along the lines of "And don't call me dobe, teme," before smiling a beautiful heartfelt smile at Sasuke. "I love you, so much."

Then with another lock of lips, time seemed to slow and movement became like liquid. Like the speed of light, contradicting time itself, clothes were discarded to the floor all around the bed. The raven's cold room became hot with passion. The window coated with fogged moisture, but it still let in the glowing sun beams.

Two bodies entwined with eachother. Sweat glazed over their bodies as they rolled around above the now tousled and Naruto's senses were no longer concentrating on anything other then the further joining of their souls. Curt gasps and lusty moans from raspy voices filled the room.

The most erotic screams lifted from Sasuke's silky but rasping voice as he bounced atop of Naruto. His sharp fingernails dug into the blonde's shoulders. The sunlight acted like a spotlight o the two lovers as they moved in ecstacy. The illuminating Sasuke looked so good to Naruto, he just wanted to touch every inch of that skin.

Sasuke tried his best to make Naruto feel pleasure, never having done such actions before. The feelings were so intense for both men, it was driving them wild. Friction and heat were becoming so much. Then, in unison, screaming eachother's name, they came.

Bodies arched and stiffened as they rode out the wonderful, mind blowing feelings running through each nerve in them. Moans were so loud, that if Sasuke had neighbors, they would surely know what was happening.

Never once did they unlock their gazing eyes from one another. Silently, they said I love you as they could barely speak another word.

Sasuke fell on top of Naruto. Their bodies pressed together, panting for air. Pulling in as much strength that they could, they kissed before drifting to sleep.


It was unbelieveable of what position Gaara was in right now. Should he start feeling this way, after only knowning this boy for a mere half day? But, Ai was so wonderful. He was quiet and wore his heart on his sleeve. Polite, smart, honest, and beautiful... the perfect man. In Gaara's opinion, anyway.

Could Gaara really be thinking more about Ai then of Naruto? Was it coinsidence that after he was shot down by the konoha blonde, that he would meet Ai? Ai...

Gaara smirked as he sat in his Kazekage desk chair, watching the stars twinkle in the night sky. Continuously, the memory of earlier's tea date ran through his mind. Ai was his ironic note in the lovely staff that was the lonely life symphony.


So was all you guys wanted? I didn't want to make their first time a really vulgar thing, so i tried to make it romantic. ...At least, that's what i think I had in mind. I did write this like 3 years ago XD. Sigh I am so sorry it too so long. I never want to make you guys wait like that again. Sadly, Itachi isn't here today. When I told him to stay away for this chapter, he ended up making plans with Nagato and Kisame. They still haven't come back. I'm a bit scared about that. Things never seem to end well for me when Kisame and Itachi go drinking together. Hopefully, Nagato can keep the peace. (get it, that's a Naruto pun...yeah, i know not funny *sweatdrop*)
Next chapter i will surely try to get it up as fast as I can. so, next chapter will have some more fluff. Um... lol and alot of questions.
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