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Belly Obsession	By : Trollmia Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Naruto/Sasuke Views: 2200 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Belly Obsession
- 2-Part 2
- 3-Part 3
- 4-Part 4
- 5-Part 5
- 6-Part 6
- 7-Part 7
- 1
- 2
DISCLAIMER: I do not own
Naruto and all its characters. Nor do I own the pleasure of making money out of
this story.
I do however saw a picture that
inspired me to write this fic and you can find it here:

http://www.deviantart.com/view/27161696/

This artist: Suzimi (http://suzimi.deviantart.com/)
She has the cutest Sasuke/Naruto art you can imagine. Visit her gallery, smile,
blush and feel all warm inside.

Belly Obsession

Sasuke�s P.O.V.

We have all our fetishes
right? I just want to justify my fetish, not that I have any need to do it, I
just want to do it. No, it�s not cum-faced girls, gangbangs, foot-loving,
licking (ok, I can do licking, actually, licking would be very nice), or any
other thing. I do know that Aburame, Shino has a thing with seeing a bug or a
butterfly on a woman. Inuzuka, Kiba can get off on� well, the dog-boy gets off
on anything with boobs. No, my fetish is just one thing. Or one person and his
nuzzle friendly belly to be exact.

Naruto. The name it self
was a spiral of erotic sensations. Or at least it was to me.

21 years old and still a
virgin. Of course I had my fair share of makeout sessions but none even tingled
my senses. And all happened in the hidden village of Sound, I was a young teen
back then mind you. I had my fair share of hormonal havocs. No, I knew after
those episodes that I wanted more then a soft body and giggling laughs.

I wanted a hard body; I
wanted a stupid laugh and a grinning face with two bright blue eyes. And I
wanted that belly. That belly that every once in a while showed off a really
sexy tattoo. Yes, I know it�s a seal to keep the Kyuubi locked inside him, but
it still looked sexy as hell. Don�t you agree with me?

I had suffered
humiliation when the idiot dragged me back to Konoha village. The elders of the
village and the old hag with the Herculean strength forced me through a couple
of trials that would forever be etched into my soul. But I was a free man now
and had been so for a few years and I have set my black eyes on that belly. It
was mine to nuzzle.

Naruto, the blonde
bastard that dragged my pale ass back to Konoha, was now the object of my
obsession. Naruto, the idiot that put the word ninja-stealth to shame with his
loud voice. Naruto, the young man that almost made me loose my infamous
stoic-ness. Not that I ever did, but I could have lost it when Kakashi-sensei
ordered us to train in water.

The man was a real
pervert and I was glad that Sakura had chosen to study under the Hokage instead
of Kakashi. She�s a good girl, nice actually, but a bit creepy with her
stalk-ish behaviour. Sakura, along with Ino, were the leaders of my famous
fan-girl squad. I hate it. I really, really, hate it. But it couldn�t be helped.
It didn�t matter how many times I told them that I wasn�t interested in any of
them. Actually, I told Sakura once that I was gay, but she thought I was joking
and asked the next second if I wanted to go on a date with her. Stupid girl. But
I was lucky that they all were kind of stupid and I had never any problem with
getting away from them without them noticing. And they call themselves ninjas,
what a joke.

This very moment I�m
sitting in a tree high above the village. A tree that was situated on top of the
Hokage mountain. Earlier today I have had my fair share of teasing and I needed
to get away to gather my shattered thoughts. The blonde dobe had no idea of what
he was doing to me. I could still feel the semi-hardness in my pants and I
grunted a bit and shifted to find a better position. I was annoyed with myself.
I couldn�t even think about Naruto without getting a hard-on.

I laughed bitterly. I
wonder what Naruto would do or say if he knew he could get the almighty Uchiha
to loose his control. I sighed and tried to get my mind on other things but what
other things was there to think about? Tomorrow I was going on a mission. The
old woman had signed me up to go to Suna and escort the Kazekage to Konoha for a
meeting. I shudder at the thought. Couldn�t the Hokage go to Suna instead�? I
just know that the racoon-eyed freak was after my beautiful belly. But I
promised myself I would die before I let anyone touch what was mine. Sometimes
the sand-freak was so obvious but Naruto never noticed. The blonde was so na�ve
that it scared me. He was pure innocence. And innocent with a belly to die for.
You know, when he uses chakra you can see the seal that keeps the Kyuubi locked
up inside him.

Yeah, as I said, I know
about it. I think most of our generation do, but they don�t care. Naruto is
Naruto and not the Kyuubi. I knew from the moment I battled with him at the
Valley of the End. The red chakra had a very distinctive form and it was hard
not to figure it out. I have seen it a few times more after that. I saw it when
he came to drag me back to Konoha. He battled against the snake and with the
help of the Kyuubi he defeated Orochimaru.

My stomach tingled at the
memory of him holding me tight right after the battle. He hugged me so tight and
his voice soft and gentle, telling me that if I ever ran away again he would go
to any length to get me back again. That had to be the single most wonderful
thing I had heard in my life. I was beaten half to death when he found me, but
he cared for me on the way back to Konoha, he healed every bit of me, including
my scarred heart. At that moment when he held me I decided I would let the
bastard brother of mine try and build up our clan on his own. I didn�t need a
woman. I needed Naruto.

I was so far into my
thoughts that I didn�t hear the person underneath the tree.

�Hey, Sasuke!!� An
angel�s voice called out and I almost fell out of my tree. I looked down and saw
a pair of baby blue eyes, glittering with youth and humour.

�Dobe,� came my calm
reply. I was not going to show him that he had caught me by surprise. I was
amongst the top five when it came down to being a skilful ninja.

�Don�t call me that, you
bastard!� his answer was a very predictive one. I inwardly smiled and gracefully
jumped down. Or as gracefully you could with a half hard-on anyway.

�What�s the matter with
you, Sasuke? You have been acting strange lately,� said Naruto and he looked
worriedly at me.

�Nothing. I�m going on a
mission tomorrow,� I said and brushed out my pants a bit and was hoping he
wouldn�t see the bulge that was on the front.

�You are? What kind of
mission?� asked Naruto and looked excited.

�I�m escorting the freak
to Konoha.�

�Gaara�s coming? Great..
I just have to get him to fight me again,� Naruto began to jump and I growled.
There was no chance in hell that Gaara would have a chance to put his filthy
paws on my dobe!

�No, there will be no
time for that. He�s here to meet Hokage-sama and nothing else.� I had to
congratulate myself on that one. It really sounded sincere and truthful.

�Of course he has time,
he has always time for me,� beamed Naruto and jumped away. I growled again. I
hated the thought but I could perhaps threaten the freak into not spend time
with my precious angel.

Obsessed much? I followed
him back to the village and we ended up at the Ichiraku�s ramen-stand. After all
these years he was still a ramen-addict. I couldn�t get him to break that habit.
I have often diddled with the thought of inviting him over to my house and treat
him to dinner, but I was afraid that he might be scared out of his wits and
never speak to me again.

I smiled inwardly as I
watched him inhale his ramen and decided right there that it was probably
nothing that would ever change that habit of his. �And wouldn�t it be great
if he could eat all those noodles from your body instead�� whispered a
treacherous voice inside my head and it almost made me choke on my dish as the
images burst through the mental barriers. Good grief, couldn�t I even eat a
decent meal without having naughty thoughts?

�Shashuke?� His mouthful
of noodle-voice even got a rise out of me and I shifted in my seat. Not good,
not good at all as I felt the blood flow south and fill up my cock once again.
Fuck noodles and fuck its way to make me all horny and ready to strike at one
innocent blonde idiot.

�Eat, it�s my treat,� I
said and I knew it would make my dobe happy. He had a thick healthy salary from
being a jounin but it was not like I would grow a hole in my wallet, treating
him every other day to Ichiraku�s ramen. My family had known how to place their
money and believe me when I say this � I�m filthy rich.

I got an eyeful of
suspicious blue but I ignored it and continued eating my dish. I could see the
curious looks the woman, Ayame I think her name was, gave me from the other side
of the bench. I dared her to say anything and wow � the woman knew how to
respond. Instead she just smiled softly and went about to prepare the next meal
for Naruto.

Naruto continued his
rather gruesome inhalement of his food and I ate mine. I still was feeling
rather jumpy about the fact that I had to escort the panda-boy back to Konoha
tomorrow. And when he was finished he patted that very belly I had vowed would
be mine to nuzzle. As I said before, the boy had no idea what power he had over
me and I silently growled at the fact and paid up and left the ramen stand. I
had to go home and plan how I would make the sand-freak from my little kitsune.

+ * + * + * + * + * + * +

I stood outside the walls
of Suna village and waited for the Kazekage and is entourage to come. And I
didn�t have to wait long, soon I saw a tall woman with pigtails and a man with
two �mummified� puppets along with the gourd carrying young man. Sabaku no Gaara
and his two siblings.

It had always been
official � The Kazekage and I did not like each other. He walked up to me, his
green eyes set on my face and he asked�.

�Uzumaki, where�s
Uzumaki?�

�The idiot had other
things, he couldn�t come,� I said with a smirk on my lips.

�He�s on a mission?�
asked Gaara as he brushed passed me and began to walk rather quickly towards the
leaf village.

�No, he just didn�t want
to meet you,� I lied and followed in his steps.

�You�re jealous,� stated
the red head freak and turned around to look at me.

�What if I am?� I
retaliated.

�Uzumaki is the one to
choose if it comes down to that� I am not afraid of you Uchiha,� said Gaara and
looked at me.

�I will not let him
choose, Gaara. He�s mine and you will not lay one hand on him.� It was a simple
statement but the racoon-boy just smirked and silently told me � we�ll see �
Gods, I hated that look on his face. I just had to keep my kitsune away from
this freak.

�Gaara-chan, what are you
two talking about?� asked the blonde bombshell. The woman who whipped up
Shikamaru, yes, he was her puppy and everybody knew it.

�Don�t call me that,
Temari-nee-chan,� snarled the sand-freak. Ohh, now that was information you
could use in a blackmail. He was called Gaara-chan by his older sister.

�I�m sorry, but you
should know better than to try and challenge the sharingan-user,� said the
slight elderly woman. She was ok if you asked me. She didn�t have this stalk-ish
behaviour like Sakura and Ino. I knew she found me handsome, but hey � who
wouldn�t? I�m the last of the Uchiha and I do look good and I know it�

�Listen to your older
sister, little man,� I said to further irritate the Kazekage. Boy, was he easy
to tease or what� Almost as easy as my own little kitsune.

+ * + * + * + * + * + * +

No, no, no - I have not abonded my other fics... I just
have... drought...

My muse have got her self stuck to the ground and refuses to let go at the
moment.

But please... Feel free to leave a comment or two about this
story...

I just need to vent things that wrecks havoc in my head.
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