Girl, you need Jesus Ch 4

As soon as his alarm had gone off, Sasuke was up and out of his bed, quickly walking towards his bathroom for a shower.
  You see, his older brother hadn't been kidding around about helping his younger sibling. He had made a beeline for the blonde as soon as Sasuke had joined up with him again. Somehow, he'd been able to convince the boy to catch a ride with his younger brother in the mornings and afterschool, so now Sasuke was getting ready to pick him up.
  The raven tested the water with his hand before stepping in, the heat of the liquid instantly waking him up. He smiled as he picked up a bottle of liquid soap.
  "Naruto..." he whispered as he lathered himself. He grinned. "How can anyone be that cute?" Suddenly he remembered the blonde telling him about his girlfriend with a warm smile. The Uchiha frowned. "He will be mine." he growled as he scrubbed his legs furiously. "He WILL be!"

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Itachi sipped at his coffee, silently reading the 24hrs newspaper in his hands. He looked up when he felt a presence enter the kitchen. "Hey Sasuke." he greeted.
  "Hn." his brother returned as he walked towards the fridge.
  The older Uchiha waited for his brother to put two slices of bread in the toaster before clearing his throat. "So..." Sasuke looked over his shoulder at him. "You're getting Naruto-kun this morning?" he finished.
  The other Uchiha turned, giving him a small smile. "Yeah..." His sentence trailed as thoughts of all the things that could happen in that car filled his head.
  Itachi watched his brothers face turn from 'Uchiha' to 'perverse' in 0.3 seconds. He shook his head with a grin before clearing his throat, catching the other's attention. "You should probably get going then," he nodded towards the analog clock on the wall. "Don't wanna be late right?"
  Sasuke turned to look at the clock too, muttering an "Oh shit" before grabbing his toast.
  A yawn was heard on the other side of the kitchen door as the only blonde in the house entered the room, scratching at his stomach. He leaned down to give his lover a kiss hello before making a beeline for the tea kettle. "Good morning." he let out groggily.
  "Hn." Sasuke barely replied as he passed him.
  Now fully awake, the blonde turned and stared at the boy's retreating back, wide-eyed. Itachi took a sip of his coffee and flipped the page, reading about Miley Cyrus's latest blunder. "Good morning," When he received no answer back he looked up, an eyebrow raised at the artist. "I said, Good morning," Deidara suddenly shrieked, scaring the living daylights out of his partner. "What the fuck Dei?!" the raven cried.
  The blonde began dancing on the spot. Now Itachi was starting to get scared. "He grunted at me!" the man let out. "He grunted at me!"
  "So?" the Uchiha asked, irritated. That was nothing to get excited over, and it was certainly no reason to scream like a fucking banshee.
  Deidara turned to him, grinning from ear to ear. "He doesn't acknowledge me in the mornings. Sometimes he pretends I'm not even alive. But this is the first time in years that he bothered to reply back to me!"
  Itachi smirked. Well, for Dei's standards that was a huge deal.
  "Yeah, he's changing," the raven nodded. "I can see it happening."
  The blonde poured hot water into his cup and dumped an orange pekoe teabag in it, twirling it all with his spoon. He turned to his boyfriend with a look of confusion on his face. "Where's he off too anyways?" he asked as he reached for the sugar. "He seemed to be in quite a hurry."
  Itachi smiled and went back to reading the day's news. "He's going to pick up your brother."

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“Naruto?”
  The golden haired boy opened his eyes lazily. He inspected his surroundings carefully. “Why am I in a field?” he asked aloud.
  He felt a light bump on his head and he looked upwards, noticing a pair of sneakers near it. “Why don’t you get up and find out you silly fox?” the stranger playfully asked.
  Naruto got up on his elbows, too tired to fully stand. “Who are you?” he asked. The foreigner laughed.  
  “What? You don’t recognize your own father?” the man asked teasingly. He put a hand on his heart and one on his head, pretending to be upset. “Oh! Say it ain’t so!” He whined dramatically.
  The blonde’s eyes widened, for it was like a veil had been lifted, and he was now staring into the smiling face of his deceased father. Now on red alert, he stumbled onto his feet, cautiously making his way towards the man. “D-daddy?” he asked hesitantly.
  Minato snorted. “Why are you walking like that? You act like you’ve seen a ghost or something!”
  “B-b-but…” the boy barely stuttered. “I-I-I…!”
  The blonde man laughed before raising his wrist, as if checking the time. “Whoops! I haven’t got as much time as I thought I did,” he snapped his fingers. One of the clouds in the sky floated down towards them, taking the shape of a couch on the way. As soon as it had landed, the blonde took a seat on one side before patting the other, urging his son to join him. “C’mon Naru. Take a seat! We haven’t got all day!”
  The teen shook his head furiously. This was getting messed up. “No.” He declared.
  Minato frowned. “I’m not gonna ask you again boy.”
  The 15 year old shook his head again. “No way. I could fall right through it!”
  The older man’s frown deepened. He raised his right hand, pointing his index finger towards the sky. “One…” he threatened.
  Despite this all being incredibly weird, Naruto felt fear instill in him at the sound of his father counting. He quickly took his seat, pouting the whole way there. “This is so bizarre.”
  Minato grinned, lowering his hand. “Weirder things have happened,” he snapped his fingers once again and the cloud couch began to lift itself off the ground, easily carrying their weight. The blonde man barely registered the stunned look on the teen’s face as he crossed his legs, putting his elbow on the armchair and leaning his head on his hand. “Son,” he bellowed. “We need to talk.”
  “About?” the boy asked, watching as the ground passed by on the nearly see-through cloud.
  “Sasuke Uchiha.”
  This caught the teen’s attention as he whipped around, eyeballing his father. “How do you know about him?” he asked.
  Minato only chuckled and waved his left hand dismissively. “God works wonders kiddo.”
  Naruto’s brows rose. “You’ve met God?”
  The blonde man laughed. “Met him? Kid, I work for him now! You’re looking at a Top Class angel!” He snickered at his son’s baffled expression before continuing. “But enough about that. I just came to tell you not to dismiss Sasuke like the others. Trust him.”
  The teen’s brows furrowed. “Dad… if you’re a Top Angel like you say, then you should know pretty well that I don’t trust people. It took me years to even think of looking at Iruka and Kakashi in a different light.”
  Minato smiled. He placed a hand on his son’s cheek, caressing it. “Ah, and what a job they’ve done eh? I couldn’t have asked for better parents myself.”
  Naruto smiled. “Yeah. They’re awesome. They’ve really helped me over the years.”
  Minato chuckled. “I know son. I’ve been watching,” he laid a kiss on the boy’s forehead before pulling away, staring deep into his eyes. “And that’s why I know that you need to put your trust in that Uchiha boy. He’s good for you son. You too are going to be together for a very long time.”
  The blonde’s brows furrowed once more. “What? You mean like… together together?”
  He nodded. “I mean, you’re gonna like like him.”
  Naruto blushed. “B-b-but dad! I-I’m not gay! Plus, isn’t that against the religion and what not? Jesus won’t let me into heaven!”
  The older man eyed his son disapprovingly. “Son, where in the scriptures does it say that God hated his children?”
  The blonde thought about it, thoroughly confused. “Um… never?”
  “Exactly kit. God loves ALL his children. It doesn’t matter if they're bi, gay, black, white. We’re all the same to him. You have nothing to fear,” he smiled and pinched his cheek. “You just need to keep Christ in your heart son.”
  Naruto flushed at the thought of being ‘together’ together with Sasuke. Then he remembered something. “Well… yeah, ok,” he began. “But I have a girlfriend dad. I’m dating Sakura Haruno!”
  Minato unexpectedly burst into hysterics. In fact, his laughter was so great that he had doubled over, holding his stomach. He held up one finger, indicating that he would be just a minute. He sat back up, wiping a tear that had developed in his eye.
  “Yeah,” he chuckled. “And I’m dating Shaquille O’Neal!”
  Naruto blushed angrily, pouting once again. “Daddy!” he whined.
  The blonde man laughed once more, shaking his hand. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings. I just haven’t had a good laugh like that in a while. The Holy Spirits a pretty serious guy if you can believe that.” he calmed down and turned to his son, trying to start up another conversation. Unfortunately, as soon as he saw his son’s red face he burst out laughing all over again.
  “DADDY!” The teen growled.
  “Y-y-you think you’re still g-gonna be with her!” Minato hiccupped, unable to keep his laughter in check. “Shit, that’s gold! Comedy gold right there AHA HA HA!!!”
  Naruto turned to look at the ground, crossing his arms. “So it’s destiny huh?” he grumbled.
  Minato sighed and wrapped an arm around his son’s shoulders, still chuckling. “No son. It’s not up to fate to decide that. You see, it’s all about karma. You can either choose Path A or Path B. It’s up to you to choose your own destiny.”
  The blonde nodded, understanding. “Oh. So if I choose carefully, I can choose for me not to end up with Sasuke.”
  “Ha!” His father suddenly uttered. He laughed haughtily. “Like hell! You’re ending up with that boy whether you like it or not!”
  “Daddy!” the whiskered blonde whined again.
  The man shook his head. “I’m sorry, but I know for a fact that he can help you. If you’re gonna deliberately try and change what should happen, then I’m gonna try everything in my power to counteract that,” he turned, looking straight into his son’s eyes. “Naruto, no matter what you do, you’re going to fall for him. He’s the one. Your one.”
  “But dad…” the blonde started but his dad shushed him.
  “You’re been hurting for too long Naru,” he smiled. “I want you to find your happiness, and I see it with him.”
  A sudden ringing sound interrupted any attempts at conversation. Naruto looked around, confused. “What’s that?”
  His father checked his watch. “Oh. My time’s up.”
  “Time?” the boy questioned. The older blonde smiled.
  “Yeah. The watch was counting how long I could talk to you for. In about 30 seconds this cloud is gonna disappear and you’re going to plummet to your death.”
  The younger blonde nodded his head with understanding before his eyes widened. “Whoa whoa whoa! Wait! What do you mean ‘plummet’?!”
  Minato checked his watch again. “Hm. ‘Bout 15 seconds left now.”
  “15 SECONDS?!!” The blonde cried hysterically.
  His father shrugged. “Yeah, give or take, so I better make this quick,” he put a hand on his son’s shoulder, squeezing it gently. “Please tell Iruka and Kakashi I said thank you, and tell them you love them yourself-”
  “DAD! WE’RE GONNA DIE!!”
  Minato chuckled. “Don’t be silly. I’ll ascend to heaven while you descend. Now, put your trust in Sasuke, make some friends at your current school. I promise you they’ll be worth your while-”
  “DAD PLEASE!!”
  “Like that Kiba fellow,” he continued. He laughed. “Ah, he’s such a card.”
  “DADDY!”
  “Any who, Jiraiya says hi and that he doesn’t wanna see your scrawny butt for eternity if… how did he phrase it? Oh yeah, ‘I don’t wanna see that bubble butt for the next hundred years’!”
  “DAD!!!”
  “And mom says she misses you.” He finished.
  This caught the boy’s attention. He looked at his father, sadness in his eyes. “Mom misses me?”
  The man nodded. “Terribly so. And she wants you to know something,” he leaned down, whispering the last bit into his ear. “She loves you.” He said.
  Tears fell down the whiskered blonde’s face as he thought about his mother. “B-but why? I-it was my fault…”
  Minato pulled away, a deep set frown on his face. “Naruto, it was not your fault,” he sighed heavily. “But perhaps it’s not me you should hear that from.”
  Another shrill beeping sounded, followed by the popping of the cloud beneath them. “Holy shit…” the teen managed to whisper before he was free falling 10,000 feet towards the ground.
  As Minato began to ascend, he yelled back at his son with a smile. “Don’t forget what I told you!”
  “AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!” was his answer.
  The older man chuckled before looking up to the sky. “Yeah… he’s gonna forget.”

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Naruto sat up in bed, a cold sweat covering his body. He looked around quickly, checking his surroundings, and then looked at his body, making sure that they were all in one piece.
  “What the hell?” he whispered. “What was with that dream?” His brows furrowed as he tried to think about the very dream that had put him in that state. He realized he couldn’t remember. “Wait… what dream?” he wondered. Not recalling anything, he simply shrugged and hopped out of bed, changing out of his pajama pants.
  Suddenly the door was opened. In walked Iruka and his nautical lover with a plate of waffles in their hands. “Naruto! Get up! I made waff…” his sentence trailed off as he noticed the teen staring back at them. He chuckled. “Oh good. You’re already up. I made waffles downstairs.”
  The teen perked up at the mention of his foster father’s amazing waffles. He pulled off his pants, his overlarge shirt just barely brushing past his knees. “Awesome! I’ve been cravin-” His sentence was cut off by the sound of the doorbell ringing. He rushed past the fully clothed adults, all smiles. “I’ll get it!”
  Iruka’s eyes widened in horror as he caught sight of the boy’s tighty whities underneath the shirt. “Wait!” he yelled. “Naruto! Don’t answer the-!”
  It was too late. The boy had already swung the wooden door open. Sasuke Uchiha stood on the other side, hands in his pockets and bangs framing his pale face in a way that one could only describe as “sexy”.
  Naruto gulped as his heart started beating faster than before. For whatever reason he felt the need to kiss him feverishly. He shook his head. What weird thoughts. Instead he offered the Uchiha a soft smile. “What can I do for you Sasuke?” he asked him.
  The older teen leaned against the doorframe. “Well…” his sentence seemed to come to a halt as he noticed the blonde’s lack of pants. He blushed furiously and turned away. “For starters you could go put on a pair of pants.” Before I jump you. he thought.
  The whiskered boy seemed confused before he looked down, noticing his lack of clothes down there. He shrieked and the sound of Iruka face-palming himself could be heard from the top of the stairs. “S-s-sorry!” the blonde stuttered. “I’ll be right back!” He turned on his heel and bolted. The raven looked up, catching sight of the boy’s tighty whities, which did indeed make his butt look that much fuller. His blush deepened.
  Kakashi laughed and approached the teenager. “Sorry ‘bout that. That boy would lose his head if it weren’t attached to his body,” he gestured towards the kitchen, which was down the hall. “Why don’t you come in? Iruka made some waffles.”
  Sasuke nodded and allowed himself in, taking off his shoes. “Thanks,” he walked besides the silver haired man before turning to him, eyebrows furrowed. “Are you the pastor?” he suddenly asked.
  Kakashi laughed at the boy’s abruptness. “Yeah, I am.”
  “Oh,” he said, turning back. “Cool.”
  Naruto soon joined them in the kitchen fully clothed (he’d checked twice) and the waffle feast commenced. Sasuke soon learned that in the Hatake house, it was eat or be eaten.
  And although he’d had his food stolen more than once (peculiarly by the same blonde), he had to admit… he’d had fun.
  Which was pretty stupid by his standards, considering it was just breakfast, but fun nonetheless.  
  Naruto suddenly got out of his seat, circling around the table and giving Iruka a bear hug. The older man laughed in surprise as he returned it. “What’s that for?” he asked.
  The blonde shrugged as he walked towards Kakashi, giving him a hug as well. “No reason. I just wanted to let you guys know how much I loved you, and how grateful I am to you guys,” he gave them each a kiss on the cheek before sitting down. “Thank you.”
  “Not a problem.” They returned in unison.
  Naruto looked at Sasuke, smiling brightly. “Thanks.”
  The raven shared a small smile as well. “Not a problem blondie,” he turned back towards his plate, ready to take another bite of the waffle-y goodness, only to realize that it had disappeared. He looked up in horror as he watched the last of his food being devoured by the sexy blonde. “Hey!” he cried.
  The whiskered teen only smirked and licked syrup off his bottom lip. “Heh. Loser.”