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SEVENTH. FUCKING. FANFICTION.

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They'll be tons of lemons,

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It was just a kiss.

The world that circulated inside the Hidden Leaf Village, the proud Konohagakure, was to be blown apart, in every direction, because of that one, little kiss.

Sasuke wasn't going to pretend now that they hadn't always done everything together. They saved the Hidden Leaf, ironically, six months before, from eminent doom. Sasuke had abandoned Madara, fought his demons and with the help of a forbidden jutsu and the fifth Hokage, brought back to life his brother Itachi. The three of them had almost torn apart their bodies bringing down Madara, many lives had been lost and homes uprooted, but they had done it. Together.

And then Naruto had to go and kiss him; it was on the lips, boyish, chapped ones against his own thin mouth, but it was to turn the universe they lived and loved in upside down. A fistful of raven locks he was losing to the fingers that were gripping the roots of his hair for balance, a tongue sliding haphazardly in between his teeth.
Sasuke couldn't believe it had all started this way; but somehow, blithely unaware, stubborn-ass blissfully ignorant heart-of-gold Naruto could. A kiss.

It was just a kiss.

Part One:

"Love is blind, but friendship closes its eyes." –Unknown

Kakashi Hitake's Apartment: Konoha. November 9th, 1:13pm.

Kakashi Hitake was an easy man to please. He liked his solitude above all else; above flipping through the latest issue of a questionable novel, above making satirical comments to his roommates Naruto and Sasuke about their intelligence, their (lack of) social skills, inability to leave the toilet seat down. Above a goodnight sleep and above those days where his hair stuck up in precisely just the right directions.

"Oh my god Naruto, Fuck off!"

"Make me, you stupid stick-up-the-ass prick!"

"…Why aren't you fucking off?"

…weather it was meditation (head against the wall, hitai-ate slanted over both eyes zoning out from the television for a ten minute nap) or a cup of lukewarm tea and a steaming bath, it suited the silver-haired jonin more than any gift he could ever receive. However just because Kakashi Hitake was an easy man to please didn't mean at all it happened often. Especially since Naruto Uzumaki had moved himself in.

Swinging his keys on his index finger with the last chirps of a whistled jingle about the death of a certain blond, Kakashi waltzed into his two-bedroom Konoha flat to a leaky ceiling, sticking doorknob and with his luck, to more bestial howling that dreary afternoon. He sighed and the screaming raged on; curses accompanied by shrill sounds of protest and then, mocking laughter. The bathroom door slammed shut with an 'I've HAD IT' and a click of the lock. It was then violently kicked and futilely sworn at before silence seized hold of the apartment.

"If you don't pick up your clothes…" A voice seethed from the bathroom. "…the next time I walk into the living room, I'm throwing them out the window." Naruto eyed the storm clouds lurking outside the open windowpane and pictured Sasuke's face, red and crinkled like a leaf.

"Go ahead, see if I care!" He spat.

"The ramen goes too."

"You wouldn't!"

"Try me."

Kakashi signed and dropped his jonin vest on the couch with a shrug. Now one of them had locked themselves in the bathroom, like an emotionally unstable preteen girl, the other was pounding on it like a needy child. They were both seventeen year old boys, and Kakashi let out another sigh, each one longer than the next; it was much too expected.

"Kakashi Hitake. Jonin. Reputable Konoha citizen. Hokage Candidate. Powerful Sharingan wielder…smutty-novel enthusiast. Babysitter." He mused, pressing himself up against the wall with mild curiosity, wondering if they really had anything left to fight about.

Naruto Uzumaki's constant, obnoxious voice dropped as if feeling regretful for the shower of insults and barrage of kicks to the bathroom door. "There's nothing you can do about it teme…I'm staying. He turned the locked doorknob repeatedly for emphasis. "I brought you back to Konoha so I'm seeing this all the way through. You might as well unlock the goddamn door already, sheesh."

He was met with stony silence and fierce glares he was sure were boring holes into the door from the other side. Kakashi recognized this as Sasuke Uchiha's retort, and Naruto fumed, which was exactly what Kakashi knew Sasuke wanted. "Don't make me break down the door."

That's when Kakashi knew he had to step in. When Naruto moved himself in not six days ago, Kakashi put up with a lot of things, quite gracefully. The blond had shown up with a bright smile and proceeded to infect the previously sterile apartment like an orange, foul-mouthed disease. Naruto's gym-bag of sweaty clothes emptied across the living room, knickknacks and Polaroid photos taped to the once white and empty walls, a tooth brush that spread mildew onto the bathroom sink tiles, the ever-draining supply of ramen. And of course, instantly starting that evening, screaming battles with his other room-mate.

"How many times do I have to tell you I don't need you here! I had three years to decide that and I still don't!"

"You're so ungrateful! You can't think outside yourself for a goddamn minute, can you?"

…So it had been one thing when the T.V was destroyed, his book shelf incinerated,the wall between the kitchen and his bedroom blown apart. But it was another if he was going to break down the bathroom door, because it was the only place Kakashi occasionally got a sliver of alone time.

Suddenly as Kakashi was opening his mouth, as if on cue, sparks from the raven haired boy's Chidori crackled through the door. Kakashi instantly gave up before he got himself caught up in another one of their messes. He turned down the hall, stepped into his bedroom, opened the window, threw one leg out and-

"No, Kakashi sensei, not again!" Kakashi's eyes widened. Naruto's ears were getting so good, not only could he not enjoy a midnight snackora phone conversation in his own bedroom, he couldn't even escape from it. "You can't bail now. You need to tell Sasuke what a prissy bitch he's being. And you need to cook dinner." There went his plan of visiting the Hokage to see if he could pass his assignment-looking over the once missing nin Sasuke Uchiha before his trial- to one of the anbu teams that were constantly prowling around, having a much needed drink and crashing at Guy's for the night.

"What can I say, Naruto, is that you two need to work it out yourselves." He gave the most generic answer he could muster and raised an eyebrow as Naruto's frown deepened and he crossed his arms heavily over his chunin uniform, shielding a broad chest. "…do you even remember what you're fighting about?"

The blonde's face grew flushed and hot. "…uh, well, what can I say-"

"Let me remind you; you were being an idiot, what's new." A muffled voice hissed through the bathroom door.

Kakashi had been terrified of being roommates with Sasuke Uchiha; the boy, an ex student and once, a close friend, reminded him of himself in ways he didn't want to think about arguing over coffee every morning. But it had actually been rather peaceful. Sasuke kept to himself, his possessions were organized and he was clean. Kakashi appreciated this more than he thought he would. Sure, he had received the occasional nervous letter from a neighbor about a certain ex-rouge ninja setting booby traps in the front lawn at three in the morning, and sure, he had an amusing interest in interior decorating, but in general, he couldn't complain.

Naruto was a different story.

When he forced himself into Kakashi's living quarters insisting he'd help look after Sasuke and not having it any other way, he had not only left repulsive signs of teenage boy in his wake, he brought out every neurotic, infuriating, rebellious, irrational side of his once livable roommate.

"Look Naruto." Kakashi breathed, putting a hand on his shoulder, weary already of playing Dad. "Just pick up your things off the floor, coax Sasuke –peacefully- out of the bathroom and I'll pick up some Ichiraku. I've got to go meet up with Sakura. She has to stay here tonight, we're discussing our latest mission, last one before the trial, and we need all night to work out a plan of action." He dreaded slightly what he was about to say, but didn't hint to it, bracing himself for Naruto's reaction. "If you still insist on staying here, you have to share a room with Sasuke tonight."

"WHAT." Naruto gasped.

"FORGET IT." Sasuke burst through the door, shattering it to splinters, clutching a fistful of wispy raven hair in frustration. "I can't even, I just can't even-"The boy's anger got the best of him, sentences refusing to continue. It wasn't fair, it just wasn't fair; had Kakashi any sense of right or wrong?

"Now now, boys, you can do it, I know you can." Winking and turning the other way, he left the two teenagers alone who could barely stand the sight of each other with the prospect of sleeping mere inches apart.

Naruto shoved Sasuke out of the way, stripped and leapt in the shower, determined to scrub off his frustration, and Sasuke stormed into the living room to either write in his journal or rearrange the furniture. Kakashi broke a light smile under his mask, swung his keys around his fingers as he whistled, turning off the water heater in the hall before slamming the door, hearing a scream from the apartment for once he was glad to hear.

-Flashback-

Outskirts of Konoha. April 12th. 4:02pm.

"Sasuke, don't you get it?" Naruto was finished; drained of chakra and the nine tails had retreated. But he was in better physical shape that Sasuke could dream to be. Susano'o had been disintegrated by the 8th tail of Kyuubi and the spirit blade of Totsuka lay in glittering pieces like broken glass around and underneath them.

"What am I supposed to get?" Sasuke could hardly breath, feeling broken ribs chip against each other in his chest every time he took an inhale. Would he die here? At Naruto's hands? Mangekyou Sharingan, the eyes he had taken from his dead brother, ceased to give him any beautiful red light. His eyes were stone cold and black and losing their life and the energy it takes to keep them open.

"We can't do this alone; we'll only kill each other and that doesn't solve anything!"

"Nn…Naruto." Rage over took him, the idea of losing far more painful than any wound Naruto could inflict on him. He could feel the blond groaning and stumbling to his knees. Sasuke was on all fours, trying desperately to look him in the eyes. "We're meant to kill each other…d-don't you understand?"

"You're just going to let Itachi die in vain, then, aren't you!"

Sasuke froze.

"Don't you dare speak of I-Itachi!"

"Idiot!" He grabbed Sasuke's hair, the smaller brunette letting out a pitiful whine at the harsh touch, and locked their eyes. "Itachi sacrificed everything for you and this city, his life. What do you think he'd say to this? You're so willing to do anything to destroy the village he loved…it's pathetic!"

Sasuke couldn't help it; he had known this all along. Suddenly, as if he was losing his eyesight again, his vision blurred. Tears. Kami; he was crying. Sasuke's bones seemed to fall apart in front of Naruto, and although he was mortified at his weakness, he couldn't stop it no matter how hard he tried.

"Sasuke…we have to do this together, okay?" Naruto's big blue eyes welled with water he hid with a snarl as he pulled the raven-haired boy's bloodied face into a hug that crushed his windpipe and left him breathless. "We have to do this…together."

Together…

-End Flashback-

I've really fallen into the dark depths of NaruSasu.
It's dark down here.

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