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My Favorite Mistake	By : riddlestar Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1218 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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.

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Authors note : OMG.. I cannot believe the number of responses I got for this fic! I LOVE YOU GUYS !!!!

Ok, so I just want to warn you that the smut is still a little while away ( watches helplessly as people hit ‘back’) BUT ( wait!) it will come.. eventually! Lol. I want to make this a real story, not PWP, so please bear with me. Plus the main characters of this story are naruto and sasuke, not kyuubi or naruto’s heat.. so those of you expecting this to be the cleche Kyuubi influencing Naruto’s libido are a little mistaken.. I plan it to be a lot more than that.
WARNING: M/F content. If you are allergic, please skip to second half of chapter. really guys.. dont be yaoi nazis!!!

2/11 edit : wtf is with the html going crazy on me one year later? thank god a reviewer pointed it out otherwise i never have would have realised its all messed up. im so sorry.

"and that was when he spotted him - A tall lone figure in the distance, walking slowly forward with his hands stuffed in his pockets. Naruto could feel all the blood drain from his flushed face - It was Sasuke - teme..."

Chapter 2 :

Of all the people! SHIT! Sasuke could not know! It would almost be as bad as Sakura knowing. He felt a fierce burning in his chest as he thought of how hard he had worked to reach where he was. His friends loved him, acknowledged him, respected him – Sasuke respected him. He would not lose that, not when he had sacrificed so much. The thought of his best friend finding out about his two monthly disease was like a bucket of ice cold water.

He took a deep trembling breath. If he acted normal, Sasuke wouldn't notice. He wouldn't let him notice. Naruto would make sure of that. The best way out was to control the situation and that meant drawing Sasuke's attention to himself. So he could make sure he was the one directing the conversation.

"OI TEME!" he called out, his voice a little raspy. He continued jogging up to his only mildly surprised friend, who, after making sure he was near enough, silently turned back around and started walking again. Naruto took the cue and followed. Sasuke seemed his normal icy self, he hadn't even given the blond a cursory glance. Naruto rolled his eyes. What did he expect? A tearful 'Where have you been?'

He walked beside Sasuke, who still hadn't given any indication of acknowledging his presence other than keeping pace with him. Naruto felt himself getting annoyed at his friends behavior. Usually Sasuke's coldness didn't affect him, but Today was an entirely different matter. He was sorely tempted to hit Sasuke on the head and then proceed to beat the shit out of him - in fact his hand twitched with need for just that- but he couldn't. He had to act normal and he knew that being so silent was not normal. However socially inept the teme was, he would notice that something was off. So Naruto forced himself to grin, ignoring his face muscles that screamed in protest. A bead of sweat dripped down his scalp and matted another blond lock to his neck. THINK OF SOMETHING TO SAY YOU IDIOT!

"Watcha doing?" he asked, priding himself on a question that sounded reasonably normal. He knew Sasuke's answer would probably be monosyllabic but that was time enough to think of something else to say. Sasuke barely glanced at him and Naruto barely controlled his clenched fist. Now was not the time.

"Walking," the teme grunted after a pause. No shit Uchiha , Naruto thought as he was forced to walk faster to keep up with Sasuke. Not that he was complaining. The faster he walked, the faster he reached that infamous left detour on this road.

"Sakura-chan said that they gave you a b rank mission this time." He watched as black eyes focussed on him. An elegantly arched eyebrow was the only response. Bastard. Naruto managed to keep the grin on his face as he continued, finding it relatively easy to keep up the conversation now that he'd started it.

"Think you can handle it? Maybe if you can complete it they might think of letting you join my Anbu team – you know as a kunai cleaner or something."

Naruto laughed more loudly than necessary, amazed at his own brilliance. Who would have thought that Sasuke's presence would actually make him think a little more clearly. His eyes drifted down to Sasuke's back and he found himself mesmerized by the dark blue of Sasuke's shirt. He noticed he wasn't wearing the trademark Uchiha emblem today. His eyes went lower, taking in the loose fitting black pants and slight swell of his backside. Naruto squinted. Wait. There was something wrong here. Was he actually checking out his best friends ass? It's quite a nice ass though, said a voice inside his head. NO! It is not. What was he thinking? Was he getting that desperate? Had he given the Kyuubi that much control? Appalled at his train of thoughts and sensing Sasuke was starting to look at him again, he clapped him harder than necessary on his back, trying to divert his attention .

It worked. "How long have you been waiting to say that?" Sasuke asked, sounding bored.

"All morning," he replied too relieved to sound embarrassed. That had been close. Too close. The bulge in his pants had reached painful proportions and his tight underwear wasn't making it any better. He closed his eyes. LEE - THINK OF LEE. GREEN LYCRA. GREEN LYCRA. He forced his eyes away from his best friends back and desperately tried to think of something that was not remotely arousing. His mind settled on his last mission. He had had to kill lots of people. Sad. Conflicting. Perfect.

He plunged into a long winded explanation of his week long mission, intent on making it as un interesting as possible. He knew Sasuke well enough to know that his friend would shut off within the first few words and sure enough, the Uchiha heir did not disappoint.

Naruto still continued with his act though, glancing in front now and then, counting the seconds till they reached the turn-off. It was almost intolerable now, like Sasuke's presence had made it worse. The street seemed almost hazy even though Naruto knew it was cool enough to wear a sweater. He was taking deep breaths to control himself from making a run for it to the whore houses.

He sneaked a look at Sasuke who was for some reason smirking at something. Stupid bastard, Naruto thought. He had been fine before he had turned up. He studied his friends neck for a moment. It was long and pale, he realised. Naruto would even call it delicate. I wonder if its as easy to snap as it looks. He blinked. Where the hell had that come from? One moment he was getting aroused by his best very male friend's ass and the next he was being tempted to kill him. Crap. He was going crazy and if he didn't get rid of these impulses, he was going to do something he regretted.

Somewhere in the distance he heard Sasuke say something and it was only his will power that allowed it to register. Albeit a few seconds later.

"Why are you following me anyway?" The words were stark and rude and Naruto felt his mind go blank. Oh fuck. Sasuke was looking at him strangely. Did he suspect something? Oh no, he was looking at his shirt. He could not let Sasuke look any lower.

"I - I was trying to talk to you Bastard. Sakura chan says you've been avoiding her lately."

Naruto almost cried in relief when Sasuke's eyes traveled back to his face and then to the road. He made his characteristic dismissal of what had just been said, and then added, "I don't have time to deal with her clingy behavior. And doesn't she have Lee to bother now?"

Naruto couldn't help grinning at his friends reaction, "It's more the other way around. She almost had a fit when Lee convinced Baa-chan to put him in her team."

Naruto watched his friends face carefully for any signs of suspicion but all he saw was his trademark smirk gracing his friends features. He heard Sasuke mutter something under his breath, and anxious that maybe Sasuke had figured out something was wrong he asked,

"What's that teme?"

"Nothing," Sasuke said, not looking at him anymore. They walked together in a silence that grated on Naruto's nerves and he was astounded at the teme's total oblivious-ness to his state . He couldn't help but feeling a little hurt. God dammit Uchiha! He was almost dying here. He wanted to knock Sasuke out, preferably with a nice bonk to the head, and then run like the wind to his women. But he couldn't. He couldn't because it wouldn't be that easy to just knock his friend out and even if he did manage to miraculously do it by not getting into a fight, he would have to explain himself later. Which he was in no mood to do. He didn't think he would ever be.

He spotted the turn off to the left in the distance and thanked whatever God was out there for having a little compassion. The devil must have heard him for as soon as the thought flitted inside his head, a wave of searing heat crashed over him, threatening to consume whatever self control he had left .

He bit back a groan. Only a few more feet. Just a few more feet... he couldn't think coherently anymore. All his mind saw were visions of long limbs, sweaty skin, and tight overwhelming heat. So he stopped walking, hardly noticing Sasuke amble forward, before turning and sprinting into the lane.

The neon red and blue lights of the whore houses welcomed Naruto to their lair. Finally, he was here. He was safe. He was home.

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3 days later :

Naruto whistled to himself, enjoying the sunshine on his face and wondering whether he would be able to run into Sakura in the library. He really wanted to meet her today, considering he had been avoiding her these past few days. His – problem - didn't really affect his normal behavior in everyday circumstances, unless of course he tried to delay his nightly visits to the whore houses, which he categorically had not. Especially not after what had happened 3 days ago.

He shuddered. He couldn't forget how close he had been to revealing his secret to the teme. It was only the bastard's indifference that had saved him from his humiliation. He swore never to do something that stupid , he thought, it lasted only four days. Which meant that yesterday was the last. After the initial days, needing to have sex with something living dissipated and his morning visits to the bathroom were satisfying enough for him. His mood lightened considerably.

"Naruto!" a voice called.

Naruto turned, his grin widening. The day just kept getting better and better.

"Sakura-chan!"

"How did your mission go?" she asked, as she walked up to him.

"Excellent!" he said, enjoying the view of her legs that her short dress gave him. Sasuke was such a dumb ass for refusing a piece of that.

Sakura raised both eyebrows at his obvious staring and he smiled sheepishly, not realizing he had been that obvious. He was also surprised that his friend didn't look annoyed at all, in fact , she hadn't even given him the customary punch to his head. So Sakura wasn't angry that he had been openly gawking at her? This, he thought, as he searched for the right words, was a miracle! He couldn't help but wonder how far he could go.

"Sorry Sakura-chan, but can you really blame me?" He asked in his best imitation of sexy and tensed, ready to dodge her fists. But again, she surprised him. She looked a little taken aback, but not angry -and wait a minute- Naruto blinked, was she blushing?

"D – don't be stupid Naruto," she giggled.

Naruto gaped at her. Sakura had giggled and Sasuke Uchiha was no where around. There was something wrong here. Sakura, for her part looked equally mortified at her reaction. She quickly turned away from him, cheeks tingeing the same shade of pink as her hair. For the first time in his entire life, Sakura was actually responding to him. Naruto couldn't believe it.

"Anyway Naruto," Sakura said, sounding a little nervous, "I just came to give you a message."

"Message?" Naruto asked, wondering why Sakura was so fidgety. Could it be that she was attracted to him? He rolled the idea around in his head and found he didn't mind that at all. In fact, he was starting to enjoy her flushed face a little too much. His eyes drifted lower on their own volition, raking in the small curves of her waist. Mmm, he wouldn't mind some of that. Naruto froze as this thought was accompanied by a surge of blood to the wrong regions. Oh fuck, he thought, appalled. This could not be happening again. His four days were over. Over.

"Yes. Hokage Sama wants to speak with you," she said, playing with the hem of her skirt. Naruto was starting to sweat and he was suddenly glad that Sakura was refusing to make eye contact.

"Tell her I'll be there after lunch," he said. His voice sounded rough as familiar serpentine coils of heat started to weave themselves around him, burning his skin and making him wince. Oh fuck, Naruto thought, his mind swirling in fear and confusion. Why was this happening? It never lasted five days! He had just fucked his way through half of Konoha's whore's last night for kami's sake! So what the hell was wrong? He had to get out of here before his problem became uncontrollable, or worse - visible.

As if Sakura could hear his thoughts, her gaze suddenly dropped – eyes hooking to where his pants had become uncomfortably tight. Her cheeks puffed slightly as a small breath of 'oh' escaped her lips. She looked torn between running away and staring in morbid facination.

Naruto felt an intense wave of want surge through him as he saw Sakura bite her lip unconsciously. He let out a little groan. The kyuubi was going out of control. He had to have her - Have anyone.

No! not Sakura, he thought desperately. Anyone but her - Please Kyuubi, stop!

His plea was ignored. If anything, it only got stronger. He felt like he was trapped in a glass prison, powerless, as he watched his own body betray him. He shouted himself hoarse to stop but even to his own ears his voice sounded muffled and distant. Like in an insane nightmare, he looked on helplessly as he took a half step towards her, hands automatically reaching for the body that was currently tormenting him. Sakura flinched back, looking nervous and confused.

She's scared of me, he thought dimly. Scared. Scared. The word wrapped itself around his mind again and again until he felt slightly sick. He would not let the Kyuubi harm his friends.

The prison inside his head cracked with a sound that Naruto swore was real and he stopped himself abruptly, letting his outstretched hands fall limply to his side. He felt giddy, feverish, weak, but at the same time he was teetering on the edge of a physical need so powerful he could barely think.

"Sa - kura –," he started, but it came out sounding more like a moan than a real word. Sakura took a step back, her slightly frightened expression not leaving her face. Naruto felt like screaming in frustration.

"Anyway Naruto, I-," she said, quickly tearing her eyes away from his crotch, "I should go."

"WAIT! Sakura- chan!" Naruto called, desperate to make her understand but she had already turned and fled.

Naruto blinked, feeling a lump in his throat that made it difficult to swallow. What would Sakura think of him now? He had almost attacked her! Naruto Uzumaki, the future Rokudaime Hokage, had almost attacked one of his most precious people… and why?

He almost growled at the answer. Because of the god forsaken Kyuubi! How would the village be able to trust him when he couldn't even keep himself in check? He couldn't live his life fearing that the Kyuubi would take control of him one day. The fact that his dreaded heat was becoming worse as the years went by was a bad enough sign. What he needed was a permanent solution to his problem. How he was going to find this particular solution, he didn't have a clue- but the first step of course was getting rid of the most obvious problem – the bulge in his pants, which, going by the scandalized stares directed at him, some villagers were beginning to notice.

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