A/N – This chapter does contain some lemons in the second part. It's something I've always wondered about. I mean if I could do this, damn straight I would be abusing it, but that's just because I'm a giant pervert. :P Let me know if you think Sasuke would ever do something like this or is he too serious and boring. And also, do you enjoy the mix of Japanese words in the story? Don't forget to R&R!

Chapter 3

Naruto woke up the next morning with a pounding headache. He squinted at the bright sun coming through the window and rubbed at the spot between his eyes. If this is how he felt after one drink, he was never, ever drinking again! Naruto shuffled his way to his tiny kitchen and poured himself a glass of water. He quickly downed it, refilled it and started rummaging in his cupboard for something to eat.

As usual the only thing he had was instant ramen. He started boiling the kettle when he noticed he was still in his clothes from the night before. He must've just passed out when he got home and never changed. He sniffed at himself and his stomach did a summersault. Before anything else he needed a shower. He made his way back to his bedroom to get a change of clothes when he noticed a small wooden box on his night stand.

He frowned in confusion, where did it come from? He picked it up, opened it and saw a small replica of the demon fox inside him. He turned it over and saw the letters U.. where carved on the fox's belly. His heart skipped a beat when he realised who it had to be from. He quickly looked around the room and tried to sense the familiar chakra. He only picked up a faint trace of the Uchia's energy trail, meaning that its source was already long gone by now.

His heart started racing at the realization that Sasuke must have slipped into his room some time during the night and Naruto had missed it. Sasuke had probably been with in arms reach. How could he have missed it? He was instantly irritated with himself and Jiraiya for drinking the damn Saki. He should have listened to Iruka. He looked at the carving again and felt a lump form in his throat.

Even though Sasuke hadn't been gone that long he missed him terribly. Most nights he would lie in bed or in his sleeping bag if he was on a mission, and wonder what Sasuke was doing. Where was he? Was he safe? Did he miss them? Carefully he placed the model next to the photo of team 7 he had on his night stand, it really was exceptional craftsmanship. He never even knew that Sasuke was so artistic. He shouldn't be surprised though. Sasuke was good at everything he did, being a brilliant prodigy.

Naruto quickly showered and ate his breakfast of instant ramen. He started packing what few possessions he had into a backpack. Today he was leaving the village with Jiraiya to continue his training under one of the legendary sanin. He looked over at the miniature Kyuubi. He touched it tenderly with his finger. Should he take it with him? No, he didn't want it to accidently break in his pack. Sighing, closed his bag and made his way to the door.

Making sure that all the windows were closed and the lights switched off before he closed and locked the door behind him. He paused for a moment. This would be the longest that he had ever been away from the village. He was going to miss all his friends. What if Sasuke came looking for him and he wasn't here? Maybe he shouldn't be going on this strip. He shook his head. No, he had to go so that he could get strong enough to bring Sasuke back for good. Besides, they could still get into contact with the village if they needed to. He readjusted the back pack and made his way to meet Jiraiya.

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Sasuke could hear the tortured screams through his quarter's walls. When he first came to live at the compound it disturbed him greatly. He never showed any outward sign of his distress, but at night he would lie awake and imagine the horrible things that Orochimaru was doing in his experiments. After a few weeks, it had become just background noise and he barely acknowledged it. He preferred to spend most of his free time study and reading scrolls containing Orochimaru's research, but tonight he had other plans.

He made sure the door to his room was securely locked physically and with a few ninjutsu seals. He blew out a shaky breath. He couldn't believe he was actually going to do this.

"Bunshin no Jutsu", he said while making the accompanying hand gestures.

In a puff of smoke an exact copy of himself stood in front of him. He nodded at his clone to proceed.

"Henge no Jutsu", the clone said and again was consumed in a cloud of smoke.

When it cleared Uzumaki Naruto stood in front of him, wearing an uncharacteristic scowl on his face. Sasuke's heart fluttered at the sight of his favourite overzealous ninja, even if it was only a fake.

"You have to smile, otherwise it doesn't look right", he informed his transformed clone.

The fake Naruto forced himself to smile, but it only looked like a grimace instead. Sasuke rolled his eyes.

"Guess that will have to do".

He took a step towards his clone and then stopped, suddenly very embarrassed, unable to make eye contact with the fake Naruto. His clone smirked at him and said, "Is Sasuke-kun a Scaredy-cat?".

Sasuke flashed the clone an annoyed look, but that did sound like something that dobe would say. Sasuke took a deep breath to steal his nerves and then walked right up to his clone and kissed him. There was no hesitation from the fake Naruto. He grabbed a hold of Sasuke's obi and pulled him even closer. Sasuke could feel Naruto's tongue against his lips, demanding access. He obliged and his heart skipped a beat at the deepening of their kiss. It was still a bit clumsy, but this was really only the second time Sasuke had kissed anyone like this.

Just like that night in the forest, Sasuke's hands found their way into Naruto's golden hair. For some reason he just loved touching it. His clone slipped a hand between his legs and gently cupped Sasuke's forming erection. Sasuke gasped at the contact, feeling all the blood in his body rush to his now throbbing appendage. Naruto started kissing a trail along his jaw and neck while rubbing Sasuke through the material of his pants. Sasuke moaned softly.

"You like that don't you Sasuke-kun? Do you want more?", the clone whispered into his ear.

"Yes" was all Sasuke managed to say through gritted teeth.

The fake Naruto pushed the dark haired ninja onto his bed and started pulling down the Uchia's pants. When it reached his knees, the clone grabbed Sasuke's throbbing member and started a slow pumping rhythm. His mouth crashed against the Uchia's again.

Sasuke pushed the clone gently back. "I want to see your face" he said through ragged breaths and flushed cheeks. Naruto's copy gave him a wicked smirk and then sat up. All the while he's hand was increasing its steady rhythm, his other hand stroking the inside of the milky white thigh of the Uchia.

Sasuke was rapidly building to his peak. A lovely blush started creeping down from his cheeks onto his chest. His clone added a little more pressure to his now weeping erection. Sasuke felt a jolt of electricity shooting through his body and he knew he was coming.

In an instant the clone vanished and Sasuke grabbed a hold of his own cock and continued pumping, riding the wave of his orgasm. As the last spasm left his body his breathing started slowing down. For a moment he just laid there with his eyes closed, feeling a bit ashamed at what he had just done.

If Naruto ever found out about this he would never be able to look the other ninja in the eye again. But that night in the forest, Naruto, had kissed him back. Sasuke touched his lips with his fingertips. Sasuke smiled sadly to himself. Maybe one day…