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Disclaimer: Please,
Mr. Kishimoto don�t sue me
for I am a poor university student!

Chapter Summary: Sasuke broods *deadpan look* And
meets up with Naruto for the first time since that
incident.

A/N: Well! I was
literally stunned with the amount of reviews for the first chapter. In all
honesty, I was expecting several Molotov cocktails to come in my mail from the
RAOCAN (Royal Association of Cruelty Against Naruto). A lot of you wanted a sequel so I�ll do something
even better: I�ll turn it into a multi-chaptered story. *dodges rotten
vegetables*
Review responses are
at the end of this chapter for your convenience.

This chapter is more on Sasuke�s
perspective. He sometimes sounds as if he�s rambling but it�s just his
disjointed thought patterns. Oh and I�ve decided, Team Seven is around 17-18
here.
Sentences in italics like so: Naruto I want to screw your brains out! - indicate his inner creepy voice. Onwards!

~~

The sound of the door slamming was heard, followed by heavy
pants. Sasuke�s back was against the door frame,
palms flat pressed on the wood. He felt absolutely disgusted with his previous
actions.

No,
not disgusted. It
was�exhilarating. You enjoyed it, don�t deny it.

By now, the sun was setting bathing the interior of his
abode with a warm orange glow. Inside, he felt cold. Black eyes searched the
space aimlessly before settling at the kitchen�s direction. Unconsciously, he
fingered that spot behind his shoulder. The Cursed Seal had not stopped burning
ever since his teammate had confessed.

What the hell was he thinking? What made him do� such a thing. To betray Naruto�s trust?
No one deserved such a thing, not even Naruto.

�Jealousy.

Yeah that�s what it was. Pure jealousy.
Naruto in all his stupidity actually invoked
jealousy. Who would have thought. Sasuke �hmphed�
to himself.

It wasn�t a wholly incredulous thought. The blond held the
potential of brute raw power that could completely obliterate the enemy. Sasuke mused over the outcomes of several battles over the
years as he purposely strode towards the kitchen. That time during their first Chuunin exam, the fight with Gaara
right afterwards. Not to mention that fateful battle when Naruto
brought him back.

His hands clenched into tight fists. Yes that�s right, Naruto had dragged him back. Even when he
was ten times more talented as a shinobi, even when
he had that Cursed Seal, even when he was a god-damned Uchiha.
Naruto had still defeated him and brought him back.
Just what exactly did that ramen-obsessed bastard had that he could not compete
with?

�Blind determination.

Ridiculous. Sasuke�s
determination in avenging his clan was just as strong, if not more. And he
probably would have completed his goal if he had gone to Orochimaru.
If it wasn�t for that�

�Damn it, Naruto! Just who the hell
do you think you are?!� the avenger growled in a harsh whisper, banging one
fist hard against the wall. �What makes you so fucking special? Why would he
want you!�

It was obvious that Naruto had
something no-one had. He had seen it first hand. The red slitted eyes, the claws, the fangs� that angry chakra that
seemed to have a mind of its own. What was it? A blood-line ability that
no-one had heard of? Preposterous! No it couldn�t be. Naruto,
knowing him, would have boasted about it non-stop if he was part of some
powerful clan.

Perhaps it�s not a blood-line ability. Something unbeatable
inside him. Something you�ll never have. Your precious Uchiha glory is nothing compared to it. And he has proven
it!

Oh yes, it was jealousy. Why, if he had Naruto�s
supposed power� he would have utilized it, nurtured it and used it flawlessly
against his brother.

Itachi. He thinks you are
worthless. He was searching for Naruto that one time.
Not you. He didn�t have time for you. Why if it wasn�t for him�

A kitchen drawer was yanked over and fingers slightly
fumbled in its contents before withdrawing a cigarette pack. Sasuke placed a cigarette butt to his lips before hastily
striking a match. He paused for a second, letting the small flame lick slowly
up the match�s length.

So�Naruto had fallen in love with
him. Out of all the people, he really wasn�t expecting it despite his
teammate�s recent odd behaviour�and Sasuke had just snapped. He was sure the blond hated him
with all his guts now after that little incident. Just as well. He didn�t need
this. He really didn�t. It would only complicate things. Receiving and
returning love was definitely not wanted on his quest to become stronger. It
would have been a right hindrance. Sakura�s nauseating daily deliverances of adoration
he could deal with simply because he could brush them off and had been doing so
for years. But Naruto for some reason, he could not
just simply brush it off. He could not tell him �I�m sorry, you�re not my
type�. He didn�t want to. He had wanted to�

�hurt him. Make him
feel pain. Crush his hopes and wipe that bright smile off his stupid little
face.

Sasuke hissed. The forgotten
matchstick had burned right to the fingertips and he quickly threw the
offending piece of wood halfway across the kitchen floor. This time he lit the
cigarette straight away.

So� what was it about Naruto that
could bring out such a rise in him? Only two people had been able to fuel his
emotions like that. Itachi understandably�and that blond moron. Was it because his
teammate was his complete opposite in terms of looks and behaviour?
Black versus blue. Stoicism versus
impulse. Sasuke melting in the background, observant but silent and Naruto always wishing to be in the spotlight, wearing his
heart on his orange sleeve? It was probably because Naruto
was strong, despite his idiocy; Sasuke was sure of
it.

The youth took a long drag of his cigarette, allowing the
smoke to filter past his lips as he sighed deeply. He wasn�t a regular smoker.
It would only impair his ninja capability and leave him constantly short of
breath. But he indulged in a cigarette every now and then to calm his nerves.

Make him yours. Kill
him slowly as he craves you constantly while you deny him. Own his mind. It�s
not as if he�s completely undesirable�he looked so pretty with his face covered
in your cum didn�t he?

He frowned at that last thought.

Break him. Find out
his secret.

In many ways, Naruto was a
complete mystery. Sasuke didn�t know anything about
the other boy�s past. Yes, Naruto had grown up
alone�an orphan he presumed. But what was up with the village�s general
contempt towards him? Was it because of the pranks he used to pull? Even so,
one would generally be annoyed... and Konoha�s older
generation looked upon the blond with malicious scorn. Naruto
was a walking contradiction in itself. He�d grin and yell loudly for
attention�but when asked about his past, if the occasion ever arose, he�d clam
up tighter than a miser�s purse. It just didn�t add up. And what was that
�demon� reference about?

Use his love for you
against him. Strip him of his secrets and hurt him. Make him weak so you can
grow stronger. After all, it�s hate that what matters in the end.

Sasuke liked everything to follow
a planned-out, methodical line. His goals were laid down for him; all he had to
do was complete them. If his current situation wasn�t helping him become
stronger and thus complete the first goal, fine, he�d switch situation and
follow another one. Easy as that and consequences be damned. It was all simply
black and white. But when human induced bonds such as love and people like Naruto were involved, then that perfect black and white
would blur into an indistinguishable grey line. They threw off his ideal conduct
and made him act on impulse. He hated that.

Break him. Make him
want you. Own his mind, body and soul. Own his sanity. Make him tear out his
heart and serve it on a golden platter just for you. Oh, you know you want
to�it�ll be so easy, he�s in love with you despite what you did. Your work is
already half done.

Naruto was an obstacle to his
perfect, perfect goals and he hated him because of that. Right?

�Fuck it,� Sasuke said aloud.
Feeling the beginnings of a headache, he tossed the cigarette into the sink and
stomped out of the kitchen.

~~

Even though all members of Team 7 had reached Chuunin, Sasuke and Naruto already on the verge of Jounin
status, they still met up on regular basis for joint missions and training.
That day, Naruto did not show up. To Sasuke�s silent relief, Kakashi
had sent Sakura to seek the blond out instead leaving the other two for a quick
spar. She returned a short while after, relaying the news that he was feeling
under the weather and would join them tomorrow.

Okay, fair enough.

The next day, Naruto did arrive.
He showed no signs of what had happened two days prior and acted like his
characteristic Naruto-esque self. Even if he didn�t
speak or look at Sasuke, he brought attention
skillfully elsewhere with his loud words and show-off antics.

It was when Kakashi cheerfully
paired the two males up for the obligatory spar that set faint warning bells
off. Each jump, each kick, each punch and each dodge was properly executed. The
fight between the two was like a beautifully choreographed dance. And that was
precisely the problem. It was dead; without passion and mistakes. Naruto failed to scream �I�m gonna
kick your sorry ass!� and Sasuke did not deliver his
smug smirk. Neither side gave way to each other and
most importantly, they did not push further. It appeared to be more of a polite
gentlemen�s duel rather than two competitive rivals fighting.

Still, no-one questioned it. Kakashi
might have suspected something but Sakura still snuck puppy dog glances at the
raven-haired boy�s direction. The girl might have been intelligent and her
amazing chakra control was leading her to a promising career as a medic-nin but she appeared to be completely oblivious. The rest
of the day finished off like clockwork.

And while Sasuke watched Naruto�s traditional attempt to swindle a date out of their
pink-haired companion, he realized just how fake everything was. The blond boy
was just like a plastic doll; his orange clothes were now garish to the eye and
the impossibly wide grin was plainly painted underneath blue eyes that seemed
to have no life in them.

�Aww, c�mon Sakura-chan�let�s have ramen together. My
treat!�

Sasuke imagined someone rewinding
a key behind Naruto�s skull each night, like children
did to their toys. The blond youth�s words were something repeated each day.
They held the same tone and sentences with little or no variation each year. It
was clearly a defence mechanism that Naruto had developed to hide something. Hide what? Why had
he not realized it was a mask all this time?

Well, how can someone notice something when they aren�t
expecting something to be different in the first place? It made sense,
somewhat.

After Kakashi left, and after
Sakura turned her back to go home after a failed attempt to win Sasuke�s affections did Naruto
finally look at him.

�Sasuke�I, uh, don�t blame you for
what happened before,� he murmured, gaze shifting to his sandaled feet.

How interesting. The Uchiha folded
his arms and tilted his head to one side, intently studying the other boy.
�Despite all that, do you still love me?�

There was silence.

�Well? Do you?�

��Yes.� It was as if he was still a five-year old, admitting
reluctantly to breaking something valuable.

�You shouldn�t,� Sasuke said
curtly. �It�ll only lead you to more pain.�

�I�m sorry�I can�t help my feelings.� There was still
unmistakable hurt left in those innocent blue eyes.

He�s practically
eating out of your hand. Look, he�s already forgiven you! Priceless!

Sasuke did smirk this time, taking
one step closer. Naruto unconsciously stepped
backwards instead. If Konoha had forgiven him for his
unsuccessful defection to the Sound, then why shouldn�t Naruto?

�Well, Naruto-chan, I guess you
really are a masochist.� With that he lifted up his hand in a brief wave and
turned the other way. �Later.�

Behind him, he heard Naruto
whisper. �Yeah�maybe I am.�

It was surreal. Their short conversation was not meant to be
like that. Naruto was supposed to hate him, shout at
him, try and beat him up. Sasuke was supposed to
ignore him or mock him further. But this was almost civil. Unrealistic.
Like a dream sequence. Honestly, life was too unpredictable. Perhaps the blond
had better control over what he really wanted to say than he let on. Sasuke knew he had a long way to go before he could even
begin to understand what made Naruto tick.

Like a toy; you should
unscrew his head open, carefully pull out the brain with a pair of fine
tweezers and study the cogs under a good microscope. And like a toy, you could
place several different parts instead when you put it back altogether so that
the toy could work differently like how you want it�or never work at all.

TBC.
~~

Ah don�t worry guys, Naru-chan
won�t be this� submissive the entire fic cause Kyuubi will be making an appearance soon (I just love that
demon to death). Again, thank you for all your wonderful reviews!

Ezj: Yeah� I agree,
it was horrifying to poor Naruto. He really didn�t
deserve all that. The ending did deserve a bit more. But don�t despair, your
deep down wish is granted!

Scottishfae: Ick, I�m so
sorry! *hands you a Kleenex* You�re right, I didn�t like it that much though I
think it contributes more to the fact that it is my first Naruto
story and I�m horribly self-conscious with my writing. I�m not sure about the
ending but knowing me, I�ll probably have them end up together in some
love-hate relationship.

Kayoko: *laughs* You�re right, it is weird and twisted. But I like sex scenes
like that, I�m too much of a pervert! None of that
thrust in, thrust out, I love you type. Too vanilla for me.
After I was done with this, I was like in Steve Erkle
style �did I write that?�. The boys are a bit insane after all
(especially Sasuke) and as shinobi
at such a young age with everything they�ve been through, you can�t expect them
to be normal kids right?
I do have a lot of pieces like this,
unfortunately they belong to the Legacy of Kain
fandom. If you�re familiar with that game, then I could email them over for you
J

Narlover: *blinks* I don�t know whether to take
that as an encouraging review. But hey, here�s the update
right? Sorry if you were offended! Thank you for the review anyway
*grins Naruto-style*

MidnightMoon: Buahahaha,
I like sadistic freaks! That boy obviously isn�t right in the head *does the cookoo sign* Be afraid�be very
afraid *ominous laughter*

Tenohikari: *passes out the Kleenex again* I do
agree with you with the fluff bit, but do not fear, there will be plenty of
weirdness before that one scrap of fluff does appear�if it ever appears.

Dragonkitty: *waves her magic wand* wish granted!

Jadetiger: *waves the magic wand again!* and lo and
behold, there will be more!

Firskey: I�m totally incapable of writing WAFF
so don�t worry *smile*

Michiru: *smiles at the review and imagines a sexah Naruto licking Sasuke�s cum off his face* Yeah, I deliberately didn�t add
any of Sasuke�s POV in the first chapter because it
was more of Naruto�s perspective. That way you can�t
see what the hell Sasuke is planning. I do hope this
chapter satisfies. I can�t guarantee it being romantic, but you�re in luck! I�m
a massive SasuNaru fan so�you can probably guess the
outcome. It won�t be one of those loooong angst fics, like Naru-chan running away
and Sasuke being all like �Oh what have I done to my
poor kitsune� and they finally meet up after battling
with ten million ninjas, misunderstanding each other to the point of suicide
attempts, ten million breakups and makeups, pink aliens
invading Konoha etc etc so
don�t worry. It�s more of a �*frown* calculating fic
on their behavioral perspective with outside influences like *cough cough Kyuubi cough cough*

Saki: Don�t worry,
this won�t end up a suicide fic. Sasuke
is a bit of a bastard since he has the social skills of an iceberg and all that
goddamned angst/emotional baggage so I guess I can�t guarantee that.

Stranj100: Was it
really that heavy? *scratches head* Well I guess it was. Sasuke�s
head is indeed a fucked up place. Afterall, he IS the
king of angst with Neji as a close runner-up.

Emily: *feels all
warm inside from the review* But�their emotions and actions weren�t planned out
at all. It was all on the spur of a moment thing because I�m used to writing
like this from the Legacy of Kain fandom (which
consists of ruthless warlike vampires). *hangs head* But�here�s more!

Blisblop: *laughs�viciously*

UnderTheMoon: Damn�all these reviews demanding that
this shouldn�t be a one-shot is having an effect on
me. Are you all happy now? *teary eyed* I�ll write more dammit!
*laughs* Here you go, a full fledged story. Hope it will be to your liking J

Sansty_san: Angst, I agree, is a splendid thing!
Hopefully I won�t overdo it in the process!

Annyong: *spanks Sasuke
for being so mean to Naru-chan* There! 50 spanks! All
punished to your satisfaction!

Teshikaitou: *poke poke*
Oi, don�t put yourself down, you so have nicely
written fics *remembers Last Song* I was so sad! And I�m waiting for you to continue �Bitter Like Me�. *blushes* But seriously *warm fuzzy feeling* my fic isn�t that good. Thank you ever so much for the review J
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