Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ To be, or not to be... In love. ❯ Chapter ten ( Chapter 10 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

I don't own Naruto or any of the characters I'm about to use that are in the manga/anime. They all belong to Kishimoto-sama.
I do own the plot of this fic and the play the use in it. They're both solemnly MY ideas. Anyone who dares steal my fic or my play will be severely punished.

Again, sorry for the looong wait. Time is moving so fast. A weeks feels like two days to me. It's actually kinda scary. Anyhow... here I am.

Warnings;(Oh c'mon, is this really necessary? You guys already know what this is about, don't you? Anyway;) Yaoi, some foul language, random ooc-ness.

Here's chapter ten.
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Sasuke's p.o.v.

Beep, beep, beep, beep- 'click'

I groaned sleepily and snuggled my pillows after giving my alarm clock a hard smack, making it stop screaming at me to get up. I really do hate mornings. Or maybe the problem is that I enjoy sleeping too much. I wish I could continue to sleep forever.

"Sasuke..."

I stiffened as a sleepy voice reached my ear and a tanned arm came around my waist under the blankets and pulled my back against a muscular chest. I relaxed immediately as I realized that it was Naruto. Haha, how silly of me, getting startled by him. I was used to waking up with next to him by now. But then again, I'm actually quite easy to scare, even though I would never admit it out loud.

Naruto has, unfortunately for me, already discovered it though, and it's now a hobby of his to give me semi-heart attacks now and then. Annoys the hell out of me, but he won't stop. I've learned to accept it though. I mean, he has learned to accept my grumpy-ness, which I am very well aware of.

I sighed and settled against his warm body, twisted my head a little so that I could place a soft kiss on his jaw. At this, Naruto opened one of his blue, currently very sleepy eyes and smiled at me. He hugged me tight and buried his nose in my ruffled hair and inhaled deeply before pulling back and planting a damp kiss on my cheek.

"Good morning, sunshine," he said, voice thick after sleeping for over ten hours. Still, I knew the comment held a certain sarcasm to it. I do not look like sunshine in the mornings. My pitch black hair is usually disorganized and ruffled, covering most of my face and neck. My pale skin resembles the moonlight rather than sunshine. So I gave my boyfriend a scoff and brought a hand to my face and rubbed my eyes. I turned around in his embrace so that I could bury my face in the nape of his neck. His smell made me feel just as safe as ever. Maybe because it was so... Naruto. No one smells like him. A mixture of warmth and human musk, and of course the faint freshness of cologne and shower cream.

"G'morning," I murmured against his neck, making him chuckle.

"Oi, don't fall back to sleep, Sasuke. We'll be late."

I groaned and buried my face further into his neck. Not caring about the fact that I was behaving like a child that didn't want to go to school.

"I don't wanna go. It's Saturday for crying out loud," I muttered. "Stupid Kakashi... why do we have to do it today?" I sighed and released Naruto before groggily sitting up in the large bed, scratching my head a little. Naruto laughed softly and sat up beside me. His neck popped as he stretched and sighed contentedly.

"Because our first performance is on Tuesday, which means we have three days to figure our costumes out. You're the one who told me this, Sasuke. You're not supposed to whine, that's my job!" Naruto snickered and got out of bed, making me blush seeing as he wore nothing but a pair of crimson boxers. I turned my gaze away, forcing my reddened cheeks to retreat to their normal state. I glanced at the clock. Ten am.

It was still rather dark outside, since it was the middle of December. The first snow hadn't arrived yet though. Not that I cared very much, but I have always liked the first snow. It reminds me of when I was little and me and Itachi would make snow angels and stuff like that. Those were the days.

Suddenly Naruto grabbed my cheek and forced me to meet his gaze. I realized he had spoken while I was lost in thoughts.

"Did you hear me, Sasu-chan?" Naruto quirked an eyebrow and I smiled nervously. He sighed. "I said, 'You should get out of bed so that you can make us both some tea.'" Naruto grinned at the last words and kissed my nose. I smirked.

"Oh really? How about you make us some tea for a change?" I got out of bed, chest bare, but with a pair of black soft pants hanging on my hips. Naruto ogled at my chest and pulled me close, making me gasp a little. He nuzzled my cheek and licked it slightly, making me shudder in delight. Damn my own sensitivity!

"Oh come on, baby, you know my tea always ends up weird, while yours is always sweet." he purred and rubbed his thumbs on my hip bones. I sighed and embraced his neck, leaning in to get a kiss but I stopped when my lips were half an inch away from his slightly parted lips. His eyes were already a little dazed, clearly longing for me to press my lips against his. I smirked.

"Fine," I whispered before finally closing the gap. As always Naruto let his tongue slip into my mouth, and as always, I let him. I could feel my body melt into his as his strong arms encircled my waist and pulled me flush against his chest and stomach. All thoughts of getting dressed and eating breakfast were flown out the window as Naruto let his hands slowly make their way towards my lower back. I broke the kiss, already panting.

"N-naruto! We don't... have the... time..." my voice got weaker as he started to massage my buttocks. I whimpered and thrust softly against his crotch, making him moan.

"I don't care anymore. We haven't done this in forever." he murmured and I couldn't help but to chuckle at his words. My senses came crashing back to reality and I realized that we only had about twenty minutes to get ready. I stroked his neck.

"Naruto, we did it yesterday in the shower. Remember?" Naruto perked his head up and I swallowed as I saw how red and puffy his lips were from our previous kiss. He grinned foxily.

"I was hoping maybe you had forgotten about that so that I could have my way with you. You're simply too hot, Sasu-chan! I can't help it," he said teasingly and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek before letting me go. My knees were a little weak, so I slumped a bit before straightening. Naruto pouted.

"Can I stay here tonight, too?"

I smiled and nodded before quickly changing into black jeans and a black shirt.

"Sure," I said and pulled a dark green jacket over my shirt as I spoke. "You might as well, since we have to get up early tomorrow too. What time is it at tomorrow?"

Naruto sighed.

"We have to be there at ten, so we have to get up even earlier tomorrow!" He groaned. I snickered even though I was just as irritated as Naruto. Kakashi was a total work-a-holic. This close to the premiere he made us all attend extra rehearsals. We even had to work weekends, which annoyed the hell out of Naruto. I didn't care very much, but it was frustrating not to be able to sleep as much as I wanted in the mornings.

This morning we had to go to school, meet up with Kakashi, and then he would take us to the enormous wardrobe room where we would find our costumes. Kakashi had been almost panicked as he realized that we hadn't done that part already. Apparently he had thought that the costumes were already taken care of.

Naruto pulled on a pair of dark blue jeans and a yellow t-shirt. His ruffled hair was more ruffled than usual and I laughed as he tried to comb his hair with his fingers. He shot me a semi-glare and I bit my lip to prevent myself from laughing further. I gestured for him to come closer and then I shoved him down on a chair. As I have previously mentioned, my family is very fashionable and I know a lot about beauty. Which includes how to style hair. Don't call me girly, I just know it! Not my fault. Blame my parents, damnit.

I grabbed a hair brush and started to, rather harshly, straighten his tussled hair out. He winced but let me abuse his scalp. His hands grabbed my hips as if to steady himself as I continued to brush his blonde strands. When it was finally straightened out I bent down and planted a kiss on his sore head.

"Sorry about that," I murmured, feeling bad for causing him pain. Then I grabbed a small jar of hair gel and started to bring Naruto's hair back into its normal, spiky state. When I was finally done, I backed away a few steps and admired my work. He looked just as gorgeous as usual, only now, thanks to me, his spiky hair hung down a little more compared to how it used to look. It made him look kinda... elegant. I caught myself staring at him, gaping slightly, before I quickly snapped my mouth shut and turned my gaze away.

Naruto glanced in the mirror and grinned. He brought his hand to his hair and ruffled it a little, clearly enjoying it. He turned to me and smiled.

"Thanks. Looks cool."

He kissed my nose. I smirked and put my hands on my hips.

"Of course it does," I joked. "I'm a pro, you know."

Naruto laughed and smacked my head a little before going into the kitchen. I quickly fixed my own hair into my normal style and followed my boyfriend, before throwing a glance to the clock. I bit my lip.

"We have to get going soon." I said and grabbed the tea pot. "We're supposed to be there in less than fifteen minutes."

Naruto nodded and took out two cups from the cupboard.

"I can settle with just some tea right now. We can grab a snack later."

I nodded in agreement and quickly made us both some tea which we drank in silence. Then we brushed our teeth and put on our coats. Soon we left the warm apartment. The air was cold and crisp and I couldn't help but to love it. The sky was getting a little brighter. Naruto softly gripped my hand. It felt just as nice as it always did. His fingers were always warmer than mine.

We had already been a couple for several weeks, about two months, and we were so accustomed to each other, Naruto spent almost every night at my place. Not just for sex, mind you!
Just sharing the bed with Naruto was becoming all the nicer. It even surprised me that he still asked for my permission to stay the night. I would've thought it was obvious.
It's actually easier for me to fall asleep when he's close to me.

Of course I would never, ever, admit this! Because it is indeed girly. But I couldn't help it. Going to bed together with Naruto was not only very cosy, it also made me feel safe. Protected.

But if I told anyone about that, they would call me girl. A girly gay guy. Heh.

That's unfair though. I'm a guy, and so I'm not allowed to feel insecure? Is it not okay for me to feel safe with Naruto at my side, just because I'm male? Why do I have to be so fucking strong all the time?

The thought clenched my heart, making it harder to breathe because of the sudden wave of anger that coursed through my body. It made me take a firmer grip of Naruto's hand, as if to confirm to myself that it was okay. I had been strong all my life. Every day had been a struggle. And after Itachi went missing it only got worse. It was with pure will-power that I managed to keep myself going. Forcing myself to stay strong every day was hell. And still... hadn't I already proved that I was strong? I'm still strong. The only difference is that now I've got someone to help me stay strong. I feel safe. That's all.

And I knew, somehow, that I was making Naruto feel safe too. I'm still a man, damnit. Being an uke doesn't mean that I've turned into a girl. It simply means that Naruto is taller than me and slightly more muscular. And he's more dominant than me. I have a more feminine look. That doesn't mean I am a woman. And it certainly doesn't mean that I want to be a woman, as so many people seem to believe when it comes to homosexuality. I'm a guy, who is in love with another guy. Simple as that.

I was snapped out of my dark thoughts as Naruto suddenly kissed my cheek. I shot him a quick glance.

"Huh? Did you say something?" I asked, slightly embarrassed. Naruto just smiled and shook his head.

"No, I just... What are you thinking about? You look kinda... pissed."

I sighed frustrated and averted my gaze to the ground. We walked in silence for a little while.

"I'm just thinking people can be such idiots," I murmured, knowing full well that Naruto wouldn't understand what I was talking about. I barely even understood it myself. Sure enough, Naruto frowned.

"What do you mean?"

I growled, irritated, and kicked a stone on the ground, making it fly away.

"People say 'love is nothing to be ashamed of'... as if it's so simple! Love is something great, isn't it?" I looked at Naruto who nodded in agreement. "Yet we hide this. Is love to be ashamed of?" I muttered and kicked another rock off of the road. Naruto sighed and shook his head.

"No... love isn't something to be ashamed of. But perhaps, according to some people, lust is."

I stared at him as we walked. Naruto had a serious, almost bitter look on his face. I closed my eyes, and shoved my free, now slightly cold, hand into my coat pocket.

"It's not fair," I murmured. Naruto scoffed dryly.

"Life isn't fair."

Silence. A heavy, slightly depressed silence. I quickly got sick of it and stopped in my tracks. Naruto looked quizzically at me. I pulled him in for an embrace, and smiled as I felt him melt against me. He buried his face into my neck and sighed contently. I kissed his temple. I had to force the words to come out, because it felt sorta embarrassing to say them, but they were true.

"You know... this means something, Naruto. The fact that I enjoy hugging you like this," I smiled softly, "I won't ever be ashamed of this."

Naruto sighed and kissed my neck.

"I know, Sasuke."

We pulled away and continued to walk until the school came in view. Then we slowly let go of each other’s hands, since we were still keeping it a secret. Still... after all those weeks of kissing, hugging, touching each other... we were still afraid to show the world how we felt. My hand felt empty and cold now. It already missed the warmth of Naruto's fingers.

Shikamaru and Neji were doing just fine. Sure enough, they got a few awkward glances sometimes and they had gotten their share of cruel remarks, but they had each other. And not only that, but the girls at our school were practically adoring them now. More so than usual, that is. I must admit, I was worried about how things would turn out after they'd come out. Neji is my best friend after all.

"Oh, thank God! You're here!" Kakashi yelled and shed a few theatrical tears as we entered the classroom. Naruto sighed, already used to the man's silly manners.

"Kakashi, we're five minutes late. Chillax."

Kakashi puffed his cheeks up and glared at Naruto who snickered at the man's angry look. I watched them with great amusement, though I didn't put it on display. My face was stoic and rather cold as I shrugged out of my blue coat and put it on a table. Then I just put my hand into my pockets and tried to look uninterested in everything that was around me. Neji and Shikamaru were already there, Neji leaning against a wall and Shikamaru leaning on him, his back against Neji's chest. They were reading their script together.

A wave of jealousy welled up in me. God, how I wanted to be able to do that with Naruto!

It wasn't as if they were kissing or making out or anything, they were just sorta... snuggled up against each other, but they had relaxed, calm looks on their faces. Being together was a part of their daily lives now. They were already used to loving each other, they didn't have to prove it to the world all the time. I watched as Shikamaru pointed at something in the script, then said something to Neji who nodded and replied. Shikamaru laughed. Neji grinned and placed a kiss under Shikamaru's ear.

"Sasuke?" I snapped out of my staring session and averted my gaze to the source of sound; Naruto. He had a slight scowl on his face.

"Huh?" I said unintelligently and blinked a few times. Naruto gave me a slight smirk as he, too, saw the lovey dovey couple by the wall. I blushed slightly and averted my gaze to the floor. Damn Naruto for always making me blush! I have to talk to him about it. I'm an Uchiha! I'm not supposed to blush for everything.

Despite my irritated thoughts, warm blood flooded into my cheeks, and I couldn't do anything to stop it. Naruto brought his manuscript to his face, pretended to read something and spoke quietly to me.

"Peeping? That's naughty, Sasu-chan," He smirked and met my gaze with half-lidded, seductive blue eyes. I swallowed. "We could always sneak away... you and me." he whispered and, unnoticeable to anyone besides me, touched my hand lightly. I shuddered and turned my face away.

"I was hardly peeping," I snorted. "They're so open about it; it's hard not to see it. I can't help but to..." my voice drifted away. Sad feelings bubbled inside me again and I lowered my face, letting my black bangs grace my cheeks. Naruto didn't say anything. I perked my head up, seeing Naruto's own sad expression. His blue eyes seemed less erratic, less energetic. His golden hair became a greyer shade. I gave him a weak smile which he returned after a few seconds of sadly staring at me.

This act was becoming harder every day. How long would this continue? Until we got to the point of it all being unbearable? Or would we gather courage soon? Maybe together... Gazing into Naruto's calm, blue eyes made me quite sure we could make it through somehow. Naruto suddenly leaned in and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek before turning away, slightly frowning, furiously reading his script. I could barely keep myself from laughing at his oh-so uncaring expression.

God, how I love him.

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"Okay everyone, welcome to the wonderland of clothes!" Kakashi exclaimed and gestured for us to follow him through the large door. I rolled my eyes, and clearly heard the snort Naruto gave before we walked into the huge wardrobe. It was indeed huge. I stopped in my tracks and stared wide-eyed at the gigantic room. I had no idea our school had such a supply of clothes and costumes.

"Woah..." Naruto murmured and stared eagerly at some shelved that apparently contained ninja outfits. "This is so cool!" Naruto grinned and excitedly pulled out some kind of headband with a metalplate on it. A leaf was carved into the metal. Naruto tied it around his head and did the V-sign to us. Some of our classmates laughed and giggled at Naruto's ministrations.

"Naruto-kun is so funny!" A girl I didn't know the name of giggled and sent Naruto a flirty look. I immediately felt like strangeling her with her own silly braids, but that'd be against the law, right? So I settled with giving her neck a death glare. Naruto just smiled politely at the girl, put the headband back on the shelf, and gave me a careful look. I quirked my eyebrow. He just grinned and walked to my side again, looking uncaring and slightly bored. Kakashi's voice suddenly reached our ears.

"You guys! C'mon! We haven't got all day, ya know!" Kakashi was waving like a mad man from the other side of the room, where he was partly hidden by a huge shelf containing wigs and hats.

We hurried towards our stressed teacher and waited for him to tell us what to do. Kakashi smiled, I think, and gestured to the room with his hand.

"This room is our mecca, people. An actor is nothing without a costume. Why is that, Hyuga-chan?" Kakashi turned to Hinata-san who blushed furiously and stepped in behind Kiba's back as if to hide.

"U-um... maybe because i-it gets easier to... enter your character?" She mumbled, barely audible, but Kakashi nodded excitedly.

"Precisely! You're absolutely correct, Hinata-chan!"

Hinata blushed and smiled, and Kiba gave her hand a squeeze. Once again I felt bitterly jealous for not being able to do such things in public with a certain blonde, but I didn't have time to worry about that.

"The costumes are apart of who your character is! It doesn't matter how talented you are, because no matter how much you try to become James," he pointed to me, "or Mr. Green," he pointed to Shikamaru, "you won't fool anyone, because you still look like Sasuke and Shikamaru, you know? Most importantly, you won't fool yourself! To be an excellent actor, you have to be able to fool even yourself that you are someone else. It's like you're just letting someone borrow your body. Everything that symbolizes you has to disappear, including your clothes, your hairstyles, and your jewelry, to fully become someone else."

Kakashi picked out a wig from the shelf next to him, a large, purple one, and put it on Shino's head. I had to bite my lip to prevent myself from laughing out loud. Sure enough I'm the most stoic person in our class, but Shino is nearly as serious as I am, and seeing him with a messy, huge, purple wig was incredibly funny! Spreading giggles were heard throughout the room as Shino slowly reached up to touch the wig. He visibly shuddered and more people laughed. Kakashi just smiled.

"You will also notice that it will become a lot easier to enter your character if you wear clothes that match your character. Your own clothes remind you too much of who you actually are." Kakashi patted Shino's now purple head before tugging the hideous wig off of his head. "That's why we have to find you guys some outfits today! I can't believe we haven't already done this." Kakashi murmured, apparently annoyed with himself. "Okay, I'll let you guys walk freely in here to pick out your own clothes. Girls, there's a lot of gowns and dresses over there," he pointed towards a large shelf a few meters away, "and guys, you can follow me."

Kakashi gestured for us to follow him, while the girls, giggling and chatting walked in the other direction. Sakura walked timidly beside Hinata-san. Her pink hair was tied in a tight bun on the top of her head, and her gaze was stuck on the floor as she walked. Ever since the Halloween party, the once so cocky girl was shy and seemingly afraid of the other students.

-.-flashback-.-

"Oi, Shikamaru..." Naruto said, turning to his best friend. "Sakura must've figured out who was behind all of that shit, right? Won't she be really pissed with us? I mean.. her dad is the owner of this school! She can get us kicked out!" Naruto said, sounding slightly panicked. "I can't believe we didn't even consider that!"

I also turned to Shikamaru, curious of what he had to say. Shikamaru just smirked.

"Not to worry, guys," he sniggered. "Sakura has finally realized that she's not as popular as she wants to think. No matter how harsh it may sound, I think it'll be good for her-"

"It's not too harsh." Naruto spat quietly. Shikamaru sighed.

"Fine whatever... look, right now, I imagine she's both hurt and rather startled. She won't kick any of us out, because she knows that it would just fuel the other girls' rage. I'm quite certain she's prepared to do anything not to anger them further." Shikamaru smirked and I nodded thoughtfully; angry girls could be really scary.

"And besides," Shikamaru continued, "Sasuke is like Prince Charming to these girls! She wouldn't even dream of kicking him out. And she can't kick Neji out, since his family cooperates with Sakura's father. She can't kick me out, because apparently I'm a prodigy, and the school probably wants me to stay here. And she can't kick you out, Naruto, not only because you're her ex-boyfriend and that would certainly create unpleasant rumors for Sakura, but also because you are the son of Sarutobi. Not only was he incredibly famous and liked by everyone, but he was also insanely rich. Face it; we're just too good to be kicked out."

Naruto laughed and I smiled. I felt relieved. I must admit I had actually been a little worried, too. Sakura had always threatened people to kick them out of the school unless they did what she told them to.
But as usual, Shikamaru made sense. I returned my gaze to the paper I was reading until Naruto nudged my shoulder. I looked up. Naruto pointed towards the corridor corner.

"I can't believe it..." he murmured.

There, in the sunny corner, was Sakura, wearing normal grey jeans instead of her usual miniskirts, and a green t-shirt under a white blouse. Her pink hair wasn't particularly styled; it was simply hanging in simple bangs around her face. She was talking to Ino, who also looked shocked. Sakura was holding some books in front of her chest and held her gaze low as she talked to her best friend. Suddenly she threw a glance towards us. She blushed a little and quickly turned her head away. Naruto turned to me and grinned.

"Things will be different from now on," he said and gave my cheek a discrete kiss.

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"This'll be perfect for you!" Kakashi exclaimed and I was quickly brought back to reality. I stared at the clothes he held in his hands. It was a pair of brown pants that looked to reach a bit past my knees, and something that looked like white stockings! I stared at Kakashi, almost expecting him to start laughing and tell me it was a joke. The clothes were so... silly! But despite myself I remembered with an annoyed sting that I was supposed to play a teenager from the eighteenth century. I shot the clothes an annoyed glance before sighing and ripping the clothes from Kakashi's hands.

"Go try it on," Kakashi sniggered.

"Now?" I asked, getting more and more annoyed with the white haired man who now nodded, still grinning. I sighed and went behind a shelf and quickly as hell changed into the incredibly long shorts. The white socks reached over my knees and they felt incredibly silly to wear! I thought they were made for girls. Damnit. Putting on an angry scowl I went back to Kakashi and my classmates who were still looking for their outfits. Kakashi clapped his hands excitedly when he saw me.

"That's utterly perfect, Sasuke-kun!" He cried and Naruto turned to me, his eyes scanning my lower half, then he grinned and nodded before turning away again. Now I got even more annoyed; My own boyfriend wouldn't agree with me that the clothes were silly-looking?! Crap...

"Now we just need to find... AHA!!" Kakashi yelled and pulled out a white button up shirt and a brown vest. The sleeves were loose up to the cuffs, where they suddenly tightened. There was a little button there to keep the sleeves in place. I sighed and once again accepted the clothes. After changing into the white shirt, Kakashi handed me the brown vest that reached to the hem of my pants.

"Wow, Sasuke!" Kiba exclaimed. "Didn't know you'd look so hot in old clothes like that!" He teased. Although he didn't see it, Naruto gave him a glare from behind before catching my gaze. He smiled again.

"Perfect!" Kakashi yelled, apparently very excited now. "Put this on!" He said and gave me a red neck tie-thingy... Although it looked more like a large bow. It was large and fluffy under my chin and I hated it. "That looks good," Kakashi murmured and got me a pair of black shoes with silver clasps. "There. You're done. That's prefect!" Kakashi snickered, obviously satisfied with my new looks. I scowled.

"May I take this ridiculous outfit off now?"

Kakashi laughed.

"Not yet, I want us to rehearse the play one more time before going home, and I want it to be done in your costumes. Otherwise it might feel strange when it's actually time for the performance on Tuesday."

I growled, knowing full well that Kakashi made sense, and sat down on a chair with an annoyed huff. Naruto sent me a smirk that... well, made me blush, because it held such intensity. I quickly averted my gaze elsewhere, ignoring my burning cheeks. The outfit felt hot and uncomfortable.

After a few minutes, most of the guys had found their outfits, except for Naruto, who apparently had no clue what to look for. Kakashi sniggered and walked up to the blonde who glared cautiously at the drama teacher. He still didn't like Kakashi very much. I do understand why Naruto feels that way, since Kakashi undeniably looks like someone who has one-night-stands as a hobby. But I've seen Kakashi with Iruka-sensei and honestly... it's like he becomes another man. Iruka-sensei is mostly shy and timid around Kakashi, but anyone can see how much they love each other. So why couldn't Naruto see it?

Perhaps Naruto is just being a little cynical? A great part of his life was pure hell. Maybe he just finds it hard to trust people? Or it could be that Naruto is a bit over-protective. He's already lost his father, so maybe he doesn't like the idea of Iruka getting hurt.

"H-hey! Let go of me!"

I snapped my lazy eyes open and turned my head towards the shelf closest to me. Naruto's voice came from the other side, and he sounded angry. Kakashi only chuckled. It almost sounded as if... I blushed angrily.

"What's going on in there?" I asked, feeling annoyed. Naruto groaned.

"I'm not wearing that! Are you crazy?"

"Oh Naruto-kun," said Kakashi's cheerful voice, "this'll be perfect! This shirt matches your eyes too..."

"The hell..." Naruto muttered and soon, rustles of clothing were heard. After a few minutes, Naruto stepped into view and I stared. Ogled him hungrily... for the first time in so long, I felt like I was the seme.

Naruto was wearing white knee socks and pants like me, only his pants were dark grey. Over that he wore a blue shirt, similar to mine, and a black, elegant vest. He had the same kind of bow under his chin too, but his was white. Naruto looked slim and he blushed furiously as the boys started to whistle and snicker at his cute appearance. I smirked at Naruto who stubbornly turned his head away with a huff.

"Oi... I thought I was supposed to be the uke?" I said, letting the amusement be heard. The boys around me sniggered, as did Kakashi.

"True, true, but I couldn't help myself. Just... Look at him!" Kakashi exclaimed and gestured wildly to the flustered blonde. Naruto glared at the floor, looking even cuter by doing so. "Isn't he adorable?!"

I nodded without thinking and added a snort to make my Cruel-Uchiha-personality seem more realistic.

"Indeed, adorable..." I smirked. Naruto stared at me, almost angrily.

"They have a point, Kakashi!" Naruto whined and tugged at the white neck tie. "I'm too cute in these clothes... I am the seme, damnit! I should be wearing Sasuke's clothes." He hissed and through the mirror a hateful glance. Kakashi only shook his head.

"Nope. See, this is because of your own embarrassment. Pure psychology, actually. When you look like that, timid and blushing, of course you look cute. Sasuke, on the other hand, only looked... well, pissed, when he showed us his outfit. Try to switch personalities."

Kakashi sat down on a chair and stared at me and Naruto. Oh great. He wants us to start acting.

I sighed and tried to become James, as I had done so many times already, but it was easier said than done, because the boys were staring at us. Neji, who was holding the smirking Shikamaru around the waist, was grinning as he nodded to me. Kiba and Shino just smiled goofily. It all seemed really stupid. I sent Naruto a glance. He looked just as annoyed as I felt. He turned to Kakashi.

"You're enjoying this, aren't you?"

Kakashi blinked innocently.

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

Naruto sent him a dark glare and turned to me. He shrugged.

"Let's get this over with," he said. I nodded and forced myself to become James, who was more feminine and timid than Edward... I lowered my head a little, letting the black bangs fall around my cheeks and eyes. My facial expression softened, from being wrinkled in an annoyed frown, to a shyer, defensive look.

Naruto had entered Edward and now held a serious look on his face, his blue eyes warm, and at the same time cold. Forcing himself to keep calm, merely because that's how he grew up. His arms crossed over his chest in a seemingly protective manner, yet at the same time it was indeed very masculine.

"Take it from scene six," Kakashi said and Naruto nodded and turned to me.

"'I do not know you, but I hope you are as skillful with your cello as they say you are. Although... I do doubt it.'"

I frowned at the new student, this... Edward. How dare he speak to me like that?! Didn't he realize who I was? I met his cold gaze.

"'I assure you I am quite capable. Although, I must say... I am rather surprised that Mr. Green would allow you to play with me. You are new here after all. I am not.'"

Edward smirked.

"'Perhaps he wants me to cover up your mistakes at the concert?'"

I snapped. What a rude young man! Handsome, but rude.

"'I will have you know that I would never play with the likes of you if our teacher hadn't asked me!'" I fumed, not caring if I accidentally spat on the new, slightly older boy.

"Okay, cut! That was good, guys." Kakashi nodded to his own words. "Did you notice what happened?" He turned to our small audience. They nodded, looking slightly surprised.

"Naruto was totally the seme again," Kiba said with a confused frown on his face. The other boys just nodded, agreeing with the dog-loving boy.

"Exactly," Kakashi said, smiling. "It's all about the attitude. You do well to remember it. It's really important when you get on stage; attitude is everything. It's what makes the audience understand what your status is, and what kind of personality you have. It's not the clothes. They just help you to get into the mood, simply put."

We all nodded. I swear, sometimes it feels like Kakashi was just acting really dumb, only so that he later on could prove to us that he was actually really intelligent. Like now. He was sort of acting like a wise, old man.

"Giiirlss!!" Kakashi yelled, retreating into dumb-ness again.

The girls showed up and I must admit they looked good. They all wore beautiful dresses, slightly draping onto the floor. White gloves, reaching almost all the way to their elbows and some of them were gripping colorful fans.

Kiba stepped up to Hinata, who was wearing a dark green dress with a white bow attached in front of her chest. She smiled cutely and brought her fan in front of her face. Kiba smiled back and pushed the fan away and pulled his girlfriend close. Hinata blushed and giggled a little.

"H-how do I look?" She asked and quirked an eyebrow. She had really changed since we started taking the theater classes. Kiba smirked and nipped at her lips.

"Are you teasing me, Hinata?" He purred. "That's naughty-"

"Okay!" Kakashi yelled, interrupting Hinata and Kiba's lovey dovey moment. "Let's go and rehearse!!"

We all exchanged amused glances before following our slightly crazy teacher.

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"Gah! I'm so tired! I had no idea my body could ache like this!" Naruto groaned before stuffing his mouth full with bread. I gave him an amused glance.

"Naruto, we've been rehearsing for less than three hours. It's not that bad."

Naruto glared at me, chewing his food furiously.

"Hey!" He gulped down some milk. "You're my boyfriend, you're supposed to agree with me!"

"Naruto, schh!" I threw worried glances around us. "Someone could hear you."

Naruto grumpily put in some more bread. I sighed and massaged my temples.

"Sorry, sorry, I'm just-"

"I know."

An awkward silence filled our small space. The cafeteria wasn't exactly stuffed with people, since it was Saturday. I felt stupid for being so paranoid. And now Naruto was irritated with me. Fantastic.

"Hey guys," Shikamaru said and took a seat next to Naruto who just gave a grunt of acknowledgement. Neji also greeted and took a seat next to me.

"Hey," I said.

More awkward silence. Neji and Shikamaru exchanged worried glances.

"Um... did we... interrupt something?" Shikamaru asked carefully. I didn't say anything. Naruto, however, did.

"Oh no, you didn't interrupt anything, because there's never anything to interrupt! Because Sasuke here, won't even let me say the word 'boyfriend' in the presence of empty chairs!" Okay, Naruto was angry now. I swallowed and licked my lips. Naruto got up from his chair and stomped away.

"I'm going to the bathroom." the grumpy comment was followed by muttered curses and I stared after him, not being able to hide my sadness. I closed my eyes and sighed before taking a small sip of water. Shikamaru turned to me with lifted eyebrows. Neji followed his example. I felt somewhat cornered and glared at Naruto's unfinished sandwich.

"What was that about?" Neji asked.

"It's just... I'm... " I sighed again, annoyed with myself for not finding the words. "I just don't like it when he talks about it too loudly and apparently he's starting to get sick of it." I mentally cursed as I heard my sad tone. Shikamaru swallowed whatever was in his mouth.

"Well, this may sound cruel, but right now, you're the main reason you two are still in the closet."

"What?" I sneered and glared angrily at Shikamaru who almost flinched at my angry tone.

"Don't get me wrong, Sasuke, I'm not saying it's your fault, but... think about it. What was Naruto's reason for not wanting to come out?"

I thought about it.

"Because he didn't want people to start mocking him again."

Shikamaru nodded.

"Correct. Naruto was afraid of what the students of this school would say, since he used to be an outcast. But after seeing me and Neji coming out... well, I just don't think he's worried about it any more."

I stared at Shikamaru, hating the fact that he was right. Hating it so much I felt like throwing up.

"Because Naruto now knows that these people would accept his sexuality. I'd say the only reason for still keeping this a secret is because you don't want to tell anyone yet. Because of your parents, right?"

I slowly nodded. My hands were shaking under the table.

It was all because of me? I was the only reason? Naruto was ready to tell people, but I wasn't. It was my fault. No wonder Naruto got so annoyed with me. He kept the secret only for my sake and I'm just being overly paranoid. I'm the one who says I'll never be ashamed of our relationship, yet I'm just a big coward.

"You should go talk to him, Sasuke," Neji said, gripping my shoulder firmly. "He'll understand if you talk to him. You know that."

I stared at Neji and nodded.

"Yeah. I'll go talk to him. See you later."

I exited the café and entered the large corridor and walked, deep in upset thoughts, until I faced the door to the bathroom. I walked into the bright, clean room that smelt of rosy soap. Naruto was standing by a sink, washing his hands. He turned his face to see who it was, and scowled as he met my gaze. He turned back to the mirror above the sink.

"Naruto..." I walked up to him, stopping about a meter from him and watched my angry boyfriend dry his hands. After that we just stood in silence for a few seconds.

"I already said I was sorry. I won't talk about it, okay? I'll just keep pretending that we hate each other. That fine by you?"

I swallowed and stared at his profile, as his face was turned away from mine. I could feel myself shake my head.

"I..." I started. But what was I going to say? "I'm sorry."

Naruto met my gaze, surprise evident on his face.

"For what?" He sounded genuinely surprised. I placed my hands on his chest as I took a step closer to him.

"For being so damn paranoid." I murmured and slowly hugged him close, burying my face in his warm neck. "I'm such a coward, Naruto. You're already prepared to come out. I'm sorry for making you keep it a secret," I whispered, putting my lips close to his ear. Naruto hugged me back, his body softening against me. He kissed my temple.

"It's okay, baby. I'm sorry for being so sour all the time. I'm just so tired and stressed out! There’s just a few days left now."

I nodded against his chest and buried my nose further into his wonderful warmth.

"I know," I murmured and inhaled deeply, starting to feel light-headed from his scent. Naruto started to plant soft kisses all over my neck and I did little to stop it. In fact I wanted him to continue. I wanted him to prove to me that he still loved me. I craved it.

I tilted my head to offer more skin to his lips and as he kissed me I could feel my hands clench his shirt in pleasure. I started to get hot and my breath came in shallow pants. Naruto pulled me even closer and his hand gripped my hair as he growled with want. He yanked my head even more to the side and I whimpered, silently telling him not to stop. His teeth grazed my neck and I gasped as he suddenly bit down, causing my semi-erection to grow.

"Naruto..." I whispered, loving every second of pleasure he gave me. I can't help but to turn into a helpless pile of goo when his hands touch me like that. It wouldn't take too long before I was so high on pleasure that I wouldn't be able to form words any more. I was used to Naruto touching me, still every time he did it felt new. His strong fingers ran over my back, gripping my hips and pulling them against his own. I gasped again, hardening even more.

"N-naruto... we really shouldn't... what if someone comes in?" I swear, sometimes I hate myself for being so damn rational. Naruto just gave an annoyed growl and refused to let go of my hips. He pushed me against the wall and gave my lower body soft thrusts that sent hot waves of maddening pleasure through me. I brought one hand over my mouth to stifle my desperate moans. At the same time, I was embarrassed for already being so turned on. Naruto knew exactly what buttons to press. "Naruto! We still have the costumes on... we can't!"

Naruto leaned back, still pinning me against the wall, and I was entirely too weak to push his hands away. He stared into my eyes. His eyes were darkened with lust and I knew that there was nothing I could do.

"Yeah... and you look so good in those clothes Sasuke... makes you look a little slutty, as a matter of fact," he whispered huskily and I groaned and thrust against his leg again. I couldn't help it! When he talks like that...

We were both already rock hard with need. So I let out a heavy sigh and gripped his shirt and pulled him close. Our lips finally met, our teeth and tongues clashing together as we nibbled at each other. I moaned loudly as Naruto's hand graced the hem of my pants. Without my permission my hips shot forward, seeking more delicious contact, and I heard Naruto chuckle. I was so turned on I didn't care to glare at him.

I was panting and writhing as Naruto's hand slipped into my underwear, and I parted my legs, giving him more space. My hand let go of Naruto's shirt and slowly went towards Naruto's crotch, which was now decorated by a small tent. I smirked, despite my blurry daze of insane pleasure. I let my hand massage Naruto through the fabric, causing the blonde to let out a hiss of delight.

"Sasuke..." he murmured and leaned forward to lick my neck. His hand started to stroke me and I threw my head back, barely keeping myself from screaming out loud.

"Feels... good!" I managed to choke out before moaning and gripping Naruto's shirt even tighter with my free hand. The other hand was making its way into Naruto's boxers. The pleasure of it all drove me nearly insane as Naruto's hand fell into a fast, hard rhythm that sent spasms of hot delight through me. I couldn't even concentrate on stroking him. I was shaking too much.

Suddenly Naruto batted my hand away and pulled down the zipper of his jeans. He did the same to my pants and carefully let my erection stand free against my stomach, already dripping wet. I blushed madly and looked away as I realized what he was about to do. He had only done this kind of thing once or twice before, and only when he was in an exceptionally erotic mood. As he obviously was now. And I loved it.

He took a strong hold of my hips and thrusted against me, making our members rub against each other between our bodies. I let out a whimper and thrust back, wanting him to go harder, but I was too dazed to form the words. Naruto got the hint and moved faster, until we were thrusting so fast against each other I quickly lost the count of thrusts and all of those hot waves that seared up my spine with every movement he made.

"Ah! Haa... Naruto! I'm.. I'm gonna-" I ended the sentence with a loud whimper to announce just how close I was. My vision turned white as Naruto bit my neck hard, and I could feel his hot tongue against my skin. It sent me over the edge with a loud yell. My body stiffened and jerked against Naruto's equally stiff body. Somewhere in my mind I recognized the sound of Naruto grunting as he came as well.

The fatigue that followed was that comfy, warm fatigue, and I felt somewhat tempted to fall asleep right there and then, pressed against the wall with a trembling Naruto leaning on me. He planted sloppy kisses on my neck and I smiled slightly and closed my eyes in delight. Naruto straightened a bit, quickly recovering from the delicious sensation of sex, and gazed into my dazed eyes. I smiled tiredly at him and stroked his cheek. He looked almost serious for a few seconds, then he smirked.

"I'm becoming addicted to you, Sasuke."

I stared at him, not really knowing what to say. Naruto didn't seem to need a reply anyway, as he kissed me softly and slowly backed away, releasing me from the wall. As usual my knees were weak after being practically set on fire by Naruto's fingers and I slumped against the wall a little before regaining composure and straightened, fixing my hair and clothes with my clean hand. I walked up to the sink and threw a glance in the mirror and realized with a small sting of annoyance that my appearance made it quite clear what me and Naruto had just done; My cheeks were joyfully rosy and my lips red and swollen. My eyes were lustfully dark and some of my hair clung to my face due to the sweat. Not to mention two small, pink hickeys on the side of my neck.

"Damnit Naruto," I groaned. "You're not making this any easier, are you?"

Naruto snickered and hugged me from behind as I washed my hands. He kissed my neck while I glared at him in the mirror.

"You didn't exactly complain, did you Sasu-chan?"

"Shut up," I murmured but couldn't help but give him a playful smirk which he responded to with a large grin. I suddenly discovered something that made the pink blush vanish from my face. I glanced towards my crotch and gave an annoyed grunt as I saw a wet spot adorning my pants. A spot that was most likely going to turn whitish when it dried.

"Oh crap..." I cursed and grabbed a napkin, held it under the water, and then desperately tried to remove the spot. Naruto chuckled ad I glared hard at him. "You find this amusing?!" He shook his head trying to stifle his laughter which only made me angrier. I huffed and turned my back on him. "Damn you, you stupid, perverted…"

Naruto shut me up with a kiss and grabbed my hands that were still rubbing the wet spot.

"Take them off and I'll try to get them clean for you, 'kay?"

I narrowed my eyes and pursed my lips to show him that I was still annoyed but never the less obeyed and slowly slipped out of my pants. Naruto's eyes roamed over my lower body and I cleared my throat.

"Naruto?" I smirked. "Anyone home?"

He grinned playfully and grabbed my pants, walking back to the sink.

"You're so cute when you're panicked, you know that, right?" He said with his back to my face. I rolled my eyes and leaned on the wall.

"Just get them clean," I muttered, not caring how sour I sounded. Naruto just chuckled. Suddenly a small sound was heard from within my pants. Naruto stuck his hand inside the pocket and took my cellphone out. He gave it to me and I frowned before picking up.

"Hello, this is Sasuke."

Naruto smirked at me as I answered with such a serious tone and I glared at him and turned away from him to concentrate on the call.

"Sasuke?"

I stiffened and snapped my eyes open. Why... why did she call?

"M-mother?"

I could hear Naruto stop washing in the background. I threw him a glance over my shoulder. He looked worried.

"Yes, dear. It’s me. How are you?"

I shuddered at her polite tone. As if she was actually interested. I could feel myself frown at her cold voice.

"I am fine, mother," I said stiffly. "Did you want something?"

"Why yes, actually." she gave a small laugh that sent a shudder up my back. "I was... where are you right now, Sasuke?"

"I'm in school. Why?"

"But it's Saturday. Why are you in school?"

"We... we're rehearsing for the play, mother." I was growing nervous. Why did she sound like that? Such sugar coated words. It disgusted me. I hadn't spoken to my mother in several weeks. Why did she suddenly want to know what I had been up to and where I was?

"Really? That's lovely," she chirped. "That brings me to what I wanted to talk about, dear. You see, your father and I have decided we want to come and watch the play."

I stared at the floor. The world was spinning. What did she say? They were going to come and... watch the play? The play in which I played a homosexual teenager? No. I must've heard wrong.

"What?" I whispered and cleared my throat. "Um, what? You're going to come?" I desperately tried to make my voice sound stable, which was easier said than done, since my voice was still a bit husky from my and Naruto's previous ministrations. The woman laughed again.

"Yes, we are. Is there a problem?"

"N-no... not at all, but-"

"Then it's settled then. It's been so long since I’ve seen you dear. Mikoto said you were sick a few weeks ago?"

I cleared my throat again.

"Yes, I had a cold but-"

"Your father and I will bring Sara-chan as well. It is about time the two of you get to know each other."

My heart was racing by now. They were bringing Sara?! No, no, no, no... this can't be happening! I slid down to the floor, slumping against the wall as I hugged the phone tightly in my hand.

"Sasuke? Is everything alright?"

It took me a few seconds to remember how my voice worked.

"Mh. I will see you then." I hung up. I hung up on my mother. Then I stared at the phone in my hand. Incoherent thoughts were running through my head. My parents were going to the play. They were bringing my fiancée. They were going to watch me, play the role of a homosexual. They hated homosexuality. They were going to hate me.

I slowly got to my feet, staring at the wall in front of me. Then I lifted my hand and with a frustrated growl I threw my phone into the hard stonewall. I watched with satisfaction as the phone smashed into pieces.

"Sasuke?!" Naruto grabbed my shoulders and forced me to face him. My eyes were wide, and I was shaking. Naruto palmed my cheek and stared into my eyes. "Sasuke, what happened? What did she say?"

I was breathing fast, almost panting as I stared back. I grabbed his shirt as if to keep my composure and swallowed hard.

"They're coming to watch the play." I gave a dry sob as I buried my face in his warm neck. "They're gonna see me as James. They're gonna see me kiss you. They're gonna hate me."

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"You've all worked hard. And I can honestly say that I am proud of you. You are my students, and you have learned well." Kakashi smiled, and acted almost normal for once. I could hear the murmurs from the huge audience on the other side of the curtains and my legs felt stiff. They were almost shaking. That's how nervous I was.

The stage was dark and we could barely even see our teacher in the dim light. I was wearing my costume, which Naruto had managed to clean for me, and my hair was tied in a red bow behind my neck.

"Now there’s only a couple of minutes left. We will finally be performing the play Love Is Indeed A Troublesome Matter. And you will finally show these people just how talented you are. I know you have it in you."

I have it in me? Then how come I'm so nervous I feel like throwing up? Then again... my parents were out there somewhere. Not to mention my fiancée. The very people I really didn't want to be there. The people who were without a doubt going to hate me if they ever found out that I was a homosexual. They were out there. They were going to see me. Kiss Naruto on stage. Was I going to be able to do that with a straight face?

I tried to calm myself by thinking of Itachi's last words to me from the previous night. Me and Naruto had decided to talk to my bigbrother about the fact that my parents were going to be there. Even though Naruto was there, and even though he held my hand, I felt thoroughly cold. Chilling fear. And I couldn't help but to embrace it. What woukd my parents say? It may be difficult for you to understand, but despite my parents modern sense of fashion, the Uchiha-clan is extremely conservative. For me to even play the role of a homosexual could be devastating for the Uchiha-clan, according to them.

-.-FB-.-

"Nii-san... what should I do?" I sat down with a shaky sigh. Itachi didn't say anything. Neither did Naruto, who was standing behind my chair. Gaara came into the room, smiled slightly to Naruto and me before giving Itachi a cup of tea. Itachi took a sip of the hot substance and closed his eyes. He smiled to Sasuke.

"It's just theatre, isn't it?" Itachi took another sip. "That doesn't have to mean that you're gay, right?"

I was silent for a few seconds, meeting Itachi's staring gaze.

"But... That's what... I am." I whispered. Naruto's hand tightened on my shoulder. Itachi smiled wider and nodded, as if he was very pleased with my answer.

"Yep. The rest is up to you, little brother."

-.- end of FB-.-

I took a deep breath and let it out in a shaky sigh. What had Itachi meant by 'The rest is up to you'? I closed my eyes in some kind of annoyance and tried to relax. It didn't work. I jumped as a hand came around my wrist.

"Would you relax?" Naruto whispered softly in my ear and made a spark of warmth rise up in my chest. "It's just theatre, Sasuke. Okay? They won't know." I gripped his hand tightly and forced myself to believe his words. I nodded jerkily. "You'll do great, sweety. And your mom will love you for playing cello," Naruto added with a teasing smirk.

I smiled at my boyfriend in the dark and he smiled back. Then he bent down, put his script in front of our faces so that no one would see, and cought my lips in a soft kiss. It only lasted for a second, because someone might've caught us, but in that second I realized just how much I loved Naruto. With that small peck I immediately felt calmer. I smiled.

"People! It's showtime!" Kakashi hissed, causing my classmates to frantically run to their places, and I took my place behind the curtain. It was going to go up any second now. I swallowed and shot a glance at Naruto who was hidden behind the stage.

"Break a leg, Sasuke." He said and smiled. In that second I wanted to run away, away with Naruto. But it was too late to change my mind.

The curtain went up.

tbc.
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Mwohaha. Yep, once again I am indeed the queen of cliffies! Sorry, sorry, but it'd be weird to start writing the play in this chapter. Please don't burn me. I am actually rather satisfied with how this chapter turned out. And please don't misunderstand; I do hate Sakura, but... I don't know. I don't what to deal with her right now. I've got a few options, but no matter how things will turn out remember this; I do not like Sakura in any way. Okay? ^^ It's just fiction.

The next chapter is the first one (and the only one in this fic) that will be written in "normal point of view" so to speak. ^^ It'll be like a little side story, you know? I will hopefully be able to fit the entire play into one chapter, but it might turn out longer than that... I have no idea. So... stay alert for the next chapter! You will finally get to read the story about James, Edward, Mr Green and Simon... Look forward to it! I'll try my very best!

(*Yea, I know that in Japan you go to school Monday-Saturday, but let's pretend otherwise, ok?)