Cupcake Queen | By : kocoum Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Naruto/Sasuke Views: 1572 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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An: I’m still alive! I haven’t updated in a long ass time, sorry. A lot of things are going on with school and family business and computers and other shit. But yeah! I’m back! So this is just a short story I’m doing… maybe 3-5 chapters? :) reviews please &thank you!
OOhh yeah. i'm looking for a beta... so who's up to battle my grammatical errors &other evils? pleeeeeaaassseee???
Cupcake Queen
Chapter 1
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“Shit!”
“Goddammit Naruto!”
“Hot! Burning motherfucker…”
“Is it that hard to put on some damn mitts and—fucking get your hands off of that you moron!”
The blonde scowled as he possessively held the steaming soon to be frosted cupcake.
“Make me, you Hanson-reject.”
The long haired boy’s eyes widened, his mouth opening and his grip tightened on the spatula.
“You did not just say that, you asshole. You do not say that when you’re in a kitchen, surrounded by kni—Don’t you dare! Take it out of your mouth right now, Naruto!”
“Doo rate Haguu, bictowie!” Naruto replied, crumbs of the devoured cupcake flying out of his mouth and onto the linoleum kitchen floor.
The long haired boy stared incredulously at the blonde, trying to mentally count to ten before he said or did anything else.
One…Two... Five. Ten!
“You fat ass!” Haku huffed as he raised his arm and brought the spatula down, hard, on Naruto’s head. He continued to slap, not caring where each blow landed.
“Ouch, ooww!” the blonde whined, “Haku, it was just one!”
The brunette stopped and glared. “You didn’t even help making them!”
“Not my fault you’re a flaming homo that knows how to bake. Shit.”
Haku resumed his assault and finally stopped when the teacher loudly cleared his throat.
“Naruto, out.”
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“Seriously, Iruka-sensei. Do I really need Home Ec.? When the hell am I actually going to use this in life? Never. I’m not going to be making tiramisus or crème brûlées. This class is major bullshit, sorry, and I really have no need for it.”
The older man raised an eyebrow and folded his arms together.
“And the only reason why I’m taking this class is for credits and also it’s required to graduate, but I mean, c’mon now.” The blonde continued, “Isn’t there a way where you can just make this a little bit easier on me? I suck at making shit and not only that, but I don’t have a permanent partner.”
“Obviously, with the way you act I can see why you still don’t have one.”
Naruto snorted.
“Then I’m assigning you to partner up with Uchiha.”
There was a cold silence, in the far off distance Naruto could’ve sworn he heard agonized screams, bombs going off and Beethoven’s Fifth playing.
“What?”
“I said—”
“Why?”
“Well, Uchiha-san has no partner either. I’m pretty sure you can both help--”
“There’s a reason he has no partner either! He kills them, chops them up, and serves them in his cookies and brownies! Whatever the hell he makes always has the remnants of missing students—”
“Naruto, shut up and partner up with him or you fail the class.”
He had two options: failing and not graduating, which would result in his own father killing him or partnering up with Death himself and actually having a small, very, very small chance of surviving.
Naruto shoved his hands in his pockets.
“If I don’t make it to the end of this semester, kindly tell Uchiha that I would like to be served in a pot of ramen.”
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“No fucking way! You got Sasuke as your partner?” Haku grinned.
“He’s having your nipples for dessert. That’s for sure.” Kiba commented, his arms stretching upwards and cradling the back of his neck as he continued to walk.
“Fuck you guys. If one of you had just become my partner, I wouldn’t be going through this kind of bullshit.” The blonde retorted as he glared at both boys.
“If you didn’t suck so much in everything, maybe you would’ve had a partner.” Haku replied.
“This is your fault, you filthy homo.” Naruto pointed accusingly at the long haired boy.
“Hey, shut up, you dirty closet homo. Maybe this will actually help you. Sasuke-kun can’t be that bad. I’m sure he had nothing to do with those missing students that were all his previous partners.” Haku smiled sadistically when he saw a drop of sweat slide down the blonde’s temple.
Kiba sighed and shook his head.
“Both of you are idiots.”
Haku shrugged and latched his arms around Kiba’s waist. “But I made you cupcakes.”
The tattoo-faced boy groaned and rolled his eyes. “That totally changes the fact that you’re an idiot.”
Naruto snorted in disgust. “Whatever. I’ll see you guys tomorrow. You guys can have nasty butt sex, I’m going home.”
Haku looked up at the other brunette and shrugged again.
“Maybe he hasn’t masturbated in a while. Too much testosterone, you know.”
Kiba shook his head.
“I don’t wanna know.”
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Naruto gulped and made his way over to the small kitchen in the corner of the class room.
I’m too young too die.
He stopped and stared at the back of a boy with black-bluish hair that stuck out in a strange way. He wasn’t buff or muscled, not the body type of a psycho killer that could butcher up someone. In fact, the boy was pretty… petite. He was slightly smaller than the blue eyed boy. He couldn’t tell if the boy had any muscles from his oversized sweater and loose pants.
Maybe this is the wrong person.
“Uchiha Sasuke?”
The boy didn’t stop in whatever he was doing. He didn’t even bother answering or looking back.
“Oi, are you Uchiha Sasuke?” Naruto frowned.
“What do you want, moron?”
Naruto bristled and clenched his fists together.
“Don’t call me that, you little—”
The boy slowly turned around and Naruto felt like a deer caught in the headlights. Black. His skin was pale, his lips were full and his eyes were dark and entrancing. Naruto would’ve stared a little longer if he hadn’t caught the glare off of metal in the boy’s hand.
He was getting ready to make me into his next dish…
Naruto stared at the knife in the other boy’s hand.
“Ahh… I’m you’re partner…”
“I don’t need a partner, Dobe.”
Naruto opened his mouth again, shut it, and then opened it again.
“I said I don’t need a partner. Are you retarded? I can point you to where the Special Ed. class is.”
“Look here, you prick.” Naruto growled out, forgetting that the other boy was equipped with a sharp pointy weapon. “I am not about to fail this class because you have a stick shoved so far up your ass. You’re stuck with me.”
Sasuke stared at him, his facial expression still the same, unaffected by the blonde’s words.
“Special ed. is down the hall to your left. You can’t miss it.” With that, the dark haired boy turned around and resumed cutting what seemed to be a block of chocolate.
Naruto gawked.
“You bastard…”
His arm shot forward and grabbed at the other boy’s shoulder, spinning him around while his other fist shot forward. It landed.
Sasuke grabbed at his jaw tenderly and frowned. The moron had actually hit him.
That’s when all hell broke loose.
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TBC
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