Chapter Two

The next couple of weeks passed more quickly than I would have liked. Sasuke still came to my house for tutoring twice a week, and usually a couple more times to hang out. We would talk about anything and everything. I found out that he wanted to go into music, and was very artistic. He would sketch and paint things straight out of his imagination, but he was also very good and drawing people. We rarely ran out of things to talk about, but when we did, we sat in comfortable silence, our arms around each other.

On the Friday before finals, I was walking by the library, on my way to meet Kiba for lunch, when suddenly the door flew open, a hand shot out and grabbed me, then pulled me into the empty library. Once inside, a body pinned me against the wall, keeping us out of sight from a group of passing students. It took a couple seconds for the surprise to wear off and fro me to realize that the body was Sasuke's.

"Sasuke, what's going on?" I asked, confused.

He pressed a kiss below my ear, making the small hairs on the back of my neck stand up, before saying, "I needed to ask you something."

"In the library?" I could quite see where he was going with this.

"I-I wanted to make sure that...that no one would see us..."

There was guilt in his voice as he said this. He still wasn't ready for anyone to know about us, or about him.

I returned the kiss he'd given me, my heart thumping when he took a shaky breath, the hands on my shoulders clenching. I contemplated placing another further down his neck, just to see what kind of reaction I would get, but I knew that I wouldn't find out what he'd wanted to ask if I did.

"What did you want to ask me?" I spoke quietly into his ear.

Sasuke took another shaking breath-why was he nervous?-, "I was wondering if...if I could possibly spend the night...tomorrow night."

Oh.

My face flushed in spite of me, all my previous boldness gone, "S-Spend the night?"

His breath was hot on my neck, "If it's okay."

Why wouldn't it be okay? My brain supplied the answer for me: Because of what spending the night implies, you moron!

I closed my eyes, trying to think clearly, and failing. Was I ready for this? I wasn't sure.

Sasuke brushed his lips along my jaw, "Naruto?"

That did it.

"Yeah, of course you can."

I felt him smile against my skin, "Great."

He slid his hands up from my shoulders to behind my neck and kissed me until my knees were weak.

"I'll see you later then." Sasuke said before he left, looking significantly less affected by the kiss then I was.

I remained in the library for a few minutes, knowing that if I met Kiba in this state, I would never hear the end of it.

Apparently, I wasn't going to hear the end of it anyway.

"Soooooo, a little rendezvous with Sasuke lover-boy Uchiha, was it?"

I glared at Kiba as I sat down, "What I tell you about the names?"

He grinned, "I couldn't resist. And it's not like he's even owning up to the fact that you two are together. If you ask me, that sounds like he's not really invested in the relationship."

I slammed my lunchbox down on the table, "That's not true, and I didn't ask you, you jerk."

Kiba put a hand to his chest, "You wound me, Naru."

I rolled my eyes, "You'll get over it. And besides, if you must know, Sasuke just asked me if he could spend the night!"

Kiba's eyes widened, and he leaned forward, "Do tell."

I closed my eyes, my anger dissipating. What have I done? This is exactly what he wanted the whole time.

"Oh god..."

"So, when is this sleepover with prince charming?"

"Tomorrow," I mumbled, my face on fire once again.

"Ooooooh man!" Kiba said, "Lil' Naru-chan's gonna get lai-."

I launched myself across the table and covered his mouth with my hand, "Shut up, Kiba! Everyone does not need to know!"

"Know what? That you're losing your virginity tomorrow?" Kiba mumbled from behind my hand.

I sat back down, my blush deepening five shades.

Kiba just grinned and took a bite of his sandwich.

Saturday evening, I was a horrible bundle of nerves. Did I make the right decision? Should I call and tell him I changed my mind? Should I just crawl under my bed and pretend I'm not home?

The knock on the door almost gave me a heart attack.

Sasuke smiled, "Hi."

I took a deep breath, "Hey."

He held up a DVD case, "I brought a movie. Do you want to watch it?"

I nodded, trying to speak normally, "Sure." What is with the one-worded answers?

Sasuke walked over to the TV and turned it on, popping the movie into the drive. He sat down next to me on the couch, putting his arm around my shoulders. I hesitantly put my hand on his thigh.

The movie was good, with a good plot that almost distracted me from the fact that I could feel Sasuke's hand burning through the sleeve of my jacket.

"So, what'd you think?" He asked as the credits began to scroll.

I nodded, looking up at him, "It was good, I liked it."

He smiled, rubbing my arm. Then, just like the first time we had kissed, he slowly leaned in.

I closed my eyes, waiting. They flew back open when Sasuke's lips met my forehead instead.

"Don't be nervous," He said softly, "I promise I won't hurt you."He picked up my hand and twined his fingers with mine.

I realized that I was shaking terribly.

Sasuke kissed his way down my face, ending on my lips. His mouth was gentle.

I brought my other hand up to remove his glasses, setting them aside. The arm around my shoulders tightened, pulling me closer, and my lips parted, allowing his tongue to touch mine. After a minute I got over my nerves and ran my fingers through his soft black hair, earning a sigh. Sasuke let go of my hand and began removing my jacket, which was then discarded on the floor. He ran his hands up and down my bare arms, then down my sides and under the bottom of my shirt. He lifted it slightly, tracing my tanned stomach with his fingertips. I knew he wanted it off.

"Too fast?" He asked.

"No," I replied between kisses, "It's fine."

Sasuke moved his hands the rest of the way up, taking my shirt up and over my head. It joined my jacket on the floor.

I let him push me down so I was lying on the couch with him on top of me, watching as he removed his own shirt. I reached up and trailed my fingers down his chest to the tight muscles of his stomach, my tan skin standing out against his paleness. He gazed at me steadily, his breath picking up as my hand traveled lower. I hooked my fingers through the belt loops of his pants and pulled him back down.

Sasuke trailed hot, open-mouthed kisses down the center of my chest, brushing over my nipples with his thumbs as he did. I gasped, my back arching.

He chuckled.

I was about to ask him what was so funny, but all thoughts left my head when he began swirling his tongue in and out of my navel. I felt him undo the fastenings to my pants, my heart rate skyrocketing as he pulled them down, along with my boxers. My hard member sprung up, free of its confinements.

Sasuke lowered his head and kissed the inside of my thigh, and my face flamed as I felt his breath on my member.

"Oh my god..."

He looked up, and my breath caught at the unbridled desire in his eyes. Keeping his smoldering gaze locked with mine, he licked me from base to tip.

I threw my head back and groaned, which then turned into a throaty moan as I was enveloped in an incredible heat. I clutched at the fabric of the couch, searching for something, anything to keep me grounded as Sasuke swirled his tongue around me. He sucked and teased until I finally came, spilling my release down his throat, most of which he swallowed. A thin trail ran down his chin, and he wiped it away, licking his fingers clean. The image was so arousing that I could feel myself getting hard again.

I reached down and grabbed his wrist, pulling him up so we were eye to eye, "Pants. Off."

I let him go and he sat up quickly and took off his pants and boxers, and when he came back, there was nothing between his over-heated flesh and mine. He reached around and grabbed my ass, grinding our hips together. I moaned loudly before he kissed me deeply, his tongue running across my teeth and the inside of my lips. I put my arms up around his neck, bringing him closer.

He pulled away and pressed two fingers against my mouth. I opened, and began coating them, grazing them with my teeth and biting down. Sasuke groaned and watched me through half-lidded eyes clouded with need. He removed them from my mouth with what seemed to be regret, but not before I managed to flick my tongue against the tips. He gave me a look as he opened my legs wider.

I liked my lips in anticipation when I felt a nudge at my entrance. Sasuke pushed his finger into me, pumping it in and out as I got used to the new sensation.

Without warning, he added the second finger, and I hissed, gripping his upper arms, my nails biting into his skin.

He quickly kissed my face, "I'm sorry, Naruto, I'm so sorry," His other hand stroked my cheek, "God, I'm trying to be careful, but I want you so much..."

I took hold of his chin and leaned up on my elbows so my nose touched his, "I'm fine, really, and believe me, I want you too, so much I can barely stand it," My blue gaze burned with his onyx one, "So take me."

I didn't have to tell him twice. Sasuke kissed me again, forcing me back down, and began rolling my nipple between his fingers, all while scissoring his fingers in order to stretch me further. I moaned and gasped until I was half-crazed with need; I didn't know how much more I could take.

Sasuke gingerly slid his fingers out and replaced them with his member. He slowly pushed in until he was all the way inside. I gasped and buried my face in his neck, my arms wrapped tightly around him. He stroked my sides, waiting for me to adjust. My breath came out in short huffs, and I finally nodded for him to move.

"Are you sure?" He asked.

I smiled, "No, but I can't wait any longer."

He looked at me for a couple seconds more, then pulled out until only his tip remained inside me. He pushed back in one steady stroke.

I forced myself not to scream, letting out a muffled cry.

Sasuke's thrusts started out slow, but quickly picked up speed. One particularly well placed thrust caused him to hit my prostate dead on. My head snapped back and my back arched as if they had a mind of their own. Sasuke angled himself so he would hit that same spot every time, and every time stars exploded in front my vision. I knew I wasn't going to last much longer, and judging by the sounds Sasuke was making, he wasn't going to either.

I felt a ball of heat start in my stomach, and I let it build until, crying Sasuke's name with abandon, I came.

Sasuke thrust into me a few more times before he came as well. He pulled out and collapsed on top of me, pressing his sweaty cheek to my chest, which also shone with sweat. I ran my fingers through his hair, breathing heavily.

"Best...sleepover...ever," I breathed.

He huffed a chuckle, "Agreed."

We laid there for a while, listening to the rhythm of each others' breathing.

"So...what do we do now?"

Sasuke sighed contentedly, "Well, we could just keep lying here, or," He lifted his head and grinned, "We could go take a shower."

I returned his grin, "Agreed."

It was Monday. I hated Mondays. Mondays sucked. Especially since this Monday was start of finals week.

I got out the stuff I'd need for the first test, and Kiba met me at my locker as usual.

"Isn't today your social studies exam?"He asked.

I nodded, counting out pencils.

"That means we get to see if all your hard work paid off." He grinned.

I gave him a sideways glance, "Sasuke will be fine. He's been doing a lot better."

Kiba was uncharacteristically quiet.

I looked at him, and saw that he was starring at something behind me.

"What's your problem?" I shut my locker and turned to see what was holding his undivided attention.

That's when I saw him.

His raven black hair was styled perfectly, longer in the front, shorter and spiked in the back. His usual leather jacket had been replaced with the same band tee he'd worn to our first tutoring session. His endless obsidian eyes shone from behind a pair of black glasses. He was flanked, not by the usual gaggle of girls, but by students who wore confused expressions, unsure if this was the same boy they'd thought they'd known, blatantly hated, and had been secretly jealous of. But, as always, he was the center of attention. Sasuke Uchiha.

He scanned the hall, looking for someone in the crowd of faces. His gaze rested on me, our eyes meeting. His face broke into a smile, earning a gasp and murmurs from the students in the hall. He walked over to me, smile still in place.

"Hi."

I blinked, "Hey."

He gazed into my eyes until my face matched the smile on his.

"We have the same first period today, since it's finals week," He said, "Wanna go together?"

I glanced at Kiba, who was standing there with a stupid grin on his face.

"Kiba too, right?" I asked.

Sasuke's gaze shifted to my best friend, "Of course. If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't have had the guts to ask to come over on Saturday."

My eyes about fell out of my head as I turned to Kiba, "And why is that?"

Kiba scratched the back of his head, "I may have suggested that he abduct you at school and ask to spend the night, considering you've been practically obsessed with him, and I've had to deal with your non-stop drooling, preferably on the way to lunch. But it seems like he chickened out until the last minute." He grinned at Sasuke.

My eyes went back to Sasuke, "He put you up to kidnapping me into the library?"

Sasuke looked sheepish, "Well, not exactly. It was my last chance. And I already knew the route you took, so..."

There were about a half a million other questions I wanted to ask, but I became acutely aware of the numerous eyes watching our conversation with undeniable interest.

I pointed to both of them in turn, "We will finish this later."

Sasuke looked around at the students, "Yeah. Let's get to class." He twined his fingers with mine. I felt my cheeks warm a little, but not from embarrassment.

We walked down the hallway, getting a number of reactions from the general student body. They would get used to it eventually. I looked at Sasuke and smiled, which he returned. Did I love him? Probably. Did he love me? Most likely. But we had a whole lot of time to figure that out.

~ End ~


And now for a relatively long spiel that almost no one will read through to the end! :D

Author's Note: And there it is! The final chapter. I had only planned for this fic to be two chapters, so I'm not really going to write any more. Sorry if you were hoping it was going to be longer. When I write a longer fic, I tend to give it a complicated plot, and then I just want to make a book out of it. ^/^" I am a novelist by heart. XD This chapter was an adventure for me, mostly because I went on a family trip while writing it, resulting in 10 hours in a car, in the back seat with my 10 year old brother, trying to hide the smexiness from him. XD He chose the most inopportune moments to rip the binder out of my hands and try to read it...thus, I almost had a heart attack on a handfull of occasions. The lesson to be learned? NEVER write fanfiction when there is a curious child in close proximity.

(And thank you for your reviews, if you posted them for the fist chapter, and if you are posting them! They helped, and do help, muchly. XD)