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Immersion Learning	By : antilogicgirl Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1224 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any of the characters therein. I make no money or profit from this fiction.

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Author's Note: Thanks to everyone who reviewed that first intro chapter. And to YamanashiOchinashiIminashi for pointing out that I forgot to make note of Sasuke's age. For all of you concerned about that, I have his age set here at 17. It is the summer before his senior year of high school. And believe me, Naruto is torn about that through a hefty portion of the story.

Title: Immersion Learning
Genre: Romance, Comedy, Drama
Series: Naruto
Begun: 13 April 2011
Finished: 24 April 2011

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Summary: When Naruto took a job as a live-in English tutor, he was told that it would be difficult to get along with his student. He did not expect that he would fall in love with the sullen little brat. [Naru/Sasu]

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Lesson Two: Vocabulary

Naruto sneaked out of the building before his landlady could catch him. The lawyer guy was going to be taking care of that, so he did not have to worry. When he left, the movers had everything under control. All he had taken was his laptop and his clothes. Everything else would be delivered to his new home. After an awkward dinner, Fugaku had shown him the carriage house. The lower floor had once been home to a stable and carriage bays, but now held one large Cadillac sedan and a smaller sporty Audi. Another space was left vacant, and Naruto was told this would be his.

Upstairs, the large tack room had been converted into a modern studio apartment. It had a full kitchen, bath, and a small library area. Laundry was in the bathroom. His furniture, all cheap stuff shipped from IKEA, would look pretty shabby in there, but with the money he would make, buying new things would be easy. Now, as he mounted the stairs to his new place, he fumbled for his keys. A light flipped on, and Naruto nearly tripped in surprise. He managed to get one hand on the railing bolted to the wall, and looked up at the landing. Sasuke was standing there, his arms folded over his chest.

“Baka,” he muttered, and watched Naruto as he ascended.

When he reached the top, he stood eye-to-eye with his student. “If I'm an idiot, how come I'm the bilingual one? Before you call me stupid, make sure you can say it in English.” He pulled out his keys and unlocked the door. Sasuke followed him. “Sure, you can come in,” Naruto said sarcastically. The room was still empty of furnishings for the most part, but there was a pair of stools at the bar. He sat on one of them and Sasuke leaned against the wall nearby.

He could feel the intensity of the young man's glare, and when he turned his head toward him, he saw the look of disdain that was obvious on Sasuke's face. “Did I kick your dog on the way over here or something?” Naruto asked, leaning on the bar. “You've done nothing but stare at me and call me an idiot.” Then, an idea came to mind. The thing that usually worked with these arrogant types was to give them a challenge. To act as if they couldn't do anything to impress you. “It's okay. I guess you don't know many English words yet. We'll have to start with 'cat' and 'dog' first.”

Sasuke's face became a thunderhead. He pushed himself off of the wall and leaned close to Naruto's face. In careful, awkwardly accented English, he said, “I know Engu-lish words, idiot.”

Naruto nodded, his face serious. “I'm sure you do. We'll work on them. But you can't speak Japanese to me. I understand it, but you won't get better with English if you keep falling back on your native language.” Sasuke's eyes narrowed, and Naruto wondered if he wanted to hit him.

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Sasuke did not understand. Surely this man should have run away by now. The women had. All he had to do was get into the face of one of them, and they left without delay. But Naruto stared at him, defiant, and all but begged for him to do something rash. He wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of resorting to violence. But maybe a different tactic might work?

Sasuke reached out and touched Naruto's mouth. “Lips,” he used the English word, and while the teacher did shy away, he smiled and nodded that he had gotten something right. “Eyes,” he said as his fingers brushed the area just below mesmerizing blue. He touched the man's cheek, which had begun to redden. “Face.” Leaning closer, he barely grazed Naruto's lips with his. “Kiss,” he breathed, before doing exactly that.

Naruto's lips were soft, but firm at the same time. His teacher tried to pull away, but he held him there; tried to protest, but that only allowed Sasuke to slip his tongue inside the man's mouth. It did not take long for him to decide that he liked the taste of Naruto's mouth. He liked the feeling of his lips, and the way his chest heaved as he tried to breathe. A small squeak issued from Naruto's throat, and Sasuke growled. Heat and arousal shot through his body, and it was almost dizzying. He grabbed Naruto's hand, and placed it over the growing bulge in his pants. Pulling away from the kiss, he groaned, and whispered, “Erection.”

Naruto's eyes went wide, and he pulled his hand away, sputtering. “Sasuke...um. I don't--” Then he had a lap full of Sasuke, who proceeded to check him for tonsillitis. The aforementioned erection was rubbing against Naruto's taught, muscled stomach, and with a tongue down his throat it was impossible to tell Sasuke to stop. That's why when words don't work...you just gotta use body language.

He stood up quickly, causing Sasuke to spill onto the floor, sprawled onto his backside. “Itai...(1)” the boy said, and glared up at him. Frustration of multiple kinds warred on his face, and Naruto smirked down at him.

“In this country, when you force yourself on someone, it's called sexual assault. I could call the police.” He said all this with a smile. Sasuke scowled at Naruto, and then at his erection. Damn his teenage hormones! He felt like his dick was going to burst the zipper on his jeans. Naruto pointed at a door in the far wall. “There's the bathroom.” Did he mean...

“I...you will not help?” Sasuke asked, stunned. He got all hot and bothered, and then the bastard wouldn't even--

Naruto knelt next to him, and Sasuke felt like his heart was going to beat out of his chest. There was no way to explain his sudden, irrational attraction toward this man. Inexplicable though it may be, Sasuke could not deny the sexy way he moved, or how when Naruto crawled over his body, that the heat of him made him feel weak. Sasuke felt hot breath on his lips, and Naruto's thigh nudging his erection. “I'm sorry to burst your bubble, pretty boy,” as he spoke, their lips touched. Was he the only one who felt that electric shiver down his spine? “I'm not gay. Not even bisexual. If you want a bit of freaky action, go down to Bourbon Street (2).” And then the heat and the sexy vibes were gone, leaving him cold and pissed off, sprawled on Naruto's kitchen floor. He used one of the first English words he learned.

“Asshole.”

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Naruto closed the door behind Sasuke, and waited until he heard the brat's footsteps get halfway down the stairs before leaning against it. The moment he let himself relax, sweat broke out over his entire body, and his face went entirely red. He'd just been...was molested the right word? And by a seventeen-year-old boy, at that. He could still feel Sasuke's erection poking him in the stomach, and there was the phantom taste of mangoes in his mouth. Mangoes? What the fuck? Fugaku had told him that Sasuke was disagreeable. He was also a teenage boy, but that kid ran hot and cold faster than tap water.

He hadn't quite gotten one-up on him about the sexual assault thing, because Sasuke had been unrepentant. Words failed his new student, and he had tried twice more to corner him. It had taken him resorting to his long-ago Judo classes to get the little bugger off him. Surprising just how effective a shoulder throw could be...and now the bastard was going back to the big house, probably to tell the head honcho that he had beaten him up.

Oh, well. He supposed he might have had a job for less time before.

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Sasuke's back arched up off of his bed as his hand moved rapidly over his neglected erection. What was happening to him? He had been attracted to people before, both male and female, but nothing like this. He was helplessly beating it to a remembered image of Naruto's stunned face as he climbed into his lap. But what an image it was...

Wide blue eyes he could get lost in, parted lips, and a rising blush that he thought might have been the sexiest thing he'd seen in a very long time. And he had tasted like strawberry candy. What would he have done if Naruto had not spurned him? Would he have really had sex with him? In a word, yes. The bastard drove him crazy, and he had only known him for a day. Sasuke was not accustomed to being told he could not have something he wanted, so he usually did whatever was necessary to get whatever that thing might be.

But how was he to get what he wanted most right now? Whimpering as he came at the thought of Naruto sucking him off, Sasuke felt at a loss.

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Naruto sat across the dining room table from Sasuke, who—rather annoyingly—kept trying to play footsie. “And this one?” he held up a photo flash-card.

“Bus.” Sasuke said, somehow managing to make public transportation sound dirty. His foot again crept up Naruto's shin before sliding into his lap.

For the fifth time, Naruto slapped his foot away and put the card down. He picked up another. “What about this one?”

“A tree.” Sasuke looked from the card to his face. “I want you, Naruto.”

While he was far from it, Naruto kept his outward appearance unfazed. “I'm glad you're using complete sentences, Sasuke, but I don't want you.” He picked up another flash card. The boy's face darkened.

For a long moment, they stared at one another, Naruto's eyes mildly looking back at Sasuke's intense glare. “Why?” Sasuke asked, forcing the English words from his mouth. “Why do you not want me?”

Naruto laid down the cards in his hand. He had been a teenager not that long ago, so he remembered the hormones and the stupid things he had done because of them. “I don't like men. Not in that way, Sasuke. Shouldn't that be reason enough?”

Sasuke shook his head. “No. Want is want. You felt nothing when I kissed you?”

With a shrug, he replied, “Nothing that you wanted me to, I guess.” Naruto was not comfortable with the conversation. It had been more than a week, and Sasuke still had not let up. If anything, he had grown worse. “I was embarrassed.” Sasuke raised one dark eyebrow, and he licked his bottom lip. He wanted an explanation. “Look, Sasuke,” Naruto said, rising from his chair and beginning to pace. “I barely know you, and suddenly I had your tongue down my throat and your...”

“Erection?” Sasuke suggested, hiding a smile.

“Yes,” Naruto muttered, still pacing. “And that jabbing me in the gut. What about that is not embarrassing?” Some time during his rant, Sasuke must have stood up, because when he turned around to pace back down the table's length, he very nearly crashed into him.

“Naruto,” Sasuke was edging forward, and Naruto backed away. They continued this until Naruto's back hit the wall nearby the buffet. All he could think of was that he was trapped like a rat. Sasuke pressed his body hard against him, and he gasped. The little shit was erect, and was grinding against him. “I want you.” He leaned close, his mouth next to Naruto's ear. “I need you.”

Naruto grunted. “You need to masturbate. I am not interested.”

“Already did. Early this morning. Again during lunch...in the bathroom. Still need you.” Naruto's eyes widened, and he nearly slid down the wall. Sasuke had masturbated twice today, and still he was this needy? He's a nymphomaniac. Warning, warning! Danger, Will Robinson! “Naruto,” Sasuke's teeth grazed his ear, then he bit lightly. “Let me touch you.”

“Oh, for God's sake,” Naruto sighed and put his foot behind one of Sasuke's before shoving his shoulders. The dark-haired boy's arms flailed as he fell, landing in a heap on the floor. Naruto felt like such a girl, but it had to be said. “No means no, Sasuke. Now back to studying.”

Sasuke looked about ready to cry. Then again, Naruto thought that if he had a boner that big and no way to immediately take care of it, he might cry too. But there was no room for compassion at the moment. Sasuke needed to learn not only the language, but the culture as well. And in America, it was simply not socially acceptable to go pinning your teacher against a wall and dry-humping him until he might die of embarrassment. “I'm here to teach you English, not be your boy-toy.” And then something really bad happened.

Sasuke got up off of the floor and grabbed his wrist. He twisted hard and pulled, causing Naruto to lose his balance and pitch forward, face first onto the dining table. Sasuke's weight settled onto his back, and Naruto felt something hard press against his tail bone. Sasuke was muttering to himself in Japanese, so quickly that Naruto could not make out half of what he said. What little he could understand did not bode well. He was saying something about top and bottom, and then...was he talking about rope? Sasuke started pulling at Naruto's belt, and then he understood.

“Sasuke,” Naruto said in a reasonable voice, “You don't want to do this.”

“Yes I do.” He thrust his hips forward, and Naruto was starting to get a mental image of just how big Sasuke's boner might be. Yikes.

Naruto then began to struggle. Sasuke grabbed his arms, pinning them down. Growling in more than mere irritation, Naruto said, “You want to rape me? And then what? Keep me as a pet, chained to a bed? What the hell do you think you're doing, Sasuke?”

Sasuke's voice pouted into his ear. “I want to make you mine. How else am I supposed to do it?”

“Not like this, that's for damned sure!” Closing his eyes, he jerked his head back fast and hard, and felt it connect with what might have been Sasuke's forehead. His assailant stumbled backward, and Naruto stood up, fixing his belt. “That concludes our lesson for today. I'm going to go back to my place. If you know what's good for you, Sasuke, you'll stay away from me until tomorrow.”

Later, Naruto was laying on his bed, the door locked, a chair under the knob, and a bag of ice at the back of his head. He probably had a mild concussion. There was a serious throbbing pain where he had head-butted Sasuke. Naruto had just started drifting into a dizzy half-sleep when his cell phone rang. He let out a half-snore and blearily grabbed the shiny device. “Hello?” he said into the phone.

“Naruto,” he heard from the other end of the line, accompanied by heavy breathing. It was Sasuke, and three guesses at what he was doing that made him breathe hard. The first two guesses don't count.

“Sasuke, please leave me alone.”

“You said that...ah...I should masturbate...”

Naruto lay there in shock. The kid had no shame. “I didn't say I wanted to witness it...”

Sasuke's breath hitched. “Say something...sexy. Please, Naruto. And I will leave you alone like you asked.”

What the hell? He wanted phone sex? For a second, Naruto contemplated hanging up. But as persistent as Sasuke was, chances were that he would call right back. Well, there were some concessions he might make. Chalk it up to a head injury. And, at least Sasuke was not in the room with him to try jumping his bones again. “I don't know what to say,” Naruto said. “What do you find sexy, Sasuke? Are you a 'what are you wearing' type of guy, or do you just want to hear how I like my blowjobs?” Sasuke made a helpless noise at the mention of a blowjob, so he figured that was the ticket. “Hm. I'm pretty sure that there's a bunch of stuff ethically wrong with me telling you these things.”

“Please,” Sasuke was begging now, the need clear in his voice. “I want to listen to your voice when I come.” Now that was a mental image that would never go away. Stupid brain.

“All right, then, Sasuke. But first, tell me. Are you still fully dressed?”

“No. Too hot. I took them all off. My clothes...” Okay. So he was naked, and masturbating while talking to Naruto on the phone. Nothing unusual about that at all.

“How do you touch yourself?” Naruto asked, feeling really stupid. “Do you only jerk off? Have you ever used your fingers inside?” Sasuke's voice became muffled, and then there was static accompanying it. The little bastard put him on speaker phone.

“I...I use my fingers...inside. But I have...” Sasuke fumbled for the English word, “toys.”

Now Naruto could not help it. He was starting to get hard too. Yes, he was an aggravating, pushy, bisexual asshole, but even as a straight man, Naruto could not deny that Sasuke was nice to look at. And now he was talking about what kind of sex toys he kept in a locked drawer in his room. “Do you have one that vibrates, Sasuke?”

“Yes. Four of them.”

“And you have one that looks like a cock?”

“Mmm. Yes...”

Naruto was having a tough time keeping his voice even. He really should not be doing this. It was just like when his girlfriend a few years ago called him up after breaking things off and...He shook his head to stop himself from remembering the night of angry, kinky sex that had resulted from that. “Take one of the ones that vibrate and put it inside.” Naruto waited a minute, and asked, “Is it in, Sasuke?”

“Y-yes, Naruto...it is inside me.”

“Now turn it on.” He heard a buzzing sound, and Sasuke moaned heavily. Naruto reached down and absently rubbed at the erection in his pants. “Good boy, Sasuke. Does it feel good?”

“Oooh..yes...Naruto...” Sasuke sounded like he was going to climax soon.

“Now get on your hands and knees.” Cloth rustled, and bed springs creaked, and Naruto heard Sasuke moaning as he repositioned himself. “Do you have that other toy? The one that you said looks like a cock?”

“Yes.” Breathy and low, that one word was enough to make him unzip his pants.

“That is my cock, Sasuke. I'll tell you how to suck it properly. Can you follow instructions?”Sasuke moaned. “Good. First, you lick the head...”

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Sasuke writhed on his bed. Somehow, giving fellatio to a dildo did not seem as silly as he had thought at first. The idea that it might be Naruto in his mouth was enough to send desire spiraling through him. And then, when the instructions Naruto gave were over, he used the thing on himself, penetrating after he removed the egg. Now, he could hear something that sounded almost like Naruto masturbating as well.

“I put it inside, Naruto. I think I will come soon.” With one hand, he fisted his erection, and with the other he worked the large phallus in and out of his body. The blunt tip of the dildo found his prostate gland, and he gasped before thrusting it in harder. Sasuke squeezed his eyes shut, willing himself not to come. He couldn't let it end so quickly. “Naruto...oh...it feels so good...”

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Naruto forced his breathing to even out. Sasuke had not caught on to the fact that he was jerking off, as well, and he hoped to keep it that way. But he heard his name falling in pitiful tones from Sasuke's lips, and it could not be helped. As the boy had said earlier, want was want. And just then, he wanted nothing more than to reach orgasm. It didn't hurt that there was someone on the other end of the phone who was up to the same thing.

The gasping and moaning on the other end of the line was broken every now and again by Sasuke describing in graphic detail how it felt to use an apparently large dildo on himself. Okay, so he could admit that he was turned on. But! He was never going to say that to Sasuke. The earpiece of his cell phone cut out in a rending wail that faded into whimpers. “Did you just come, Sasuke?” he asked, smiling. It was obvious that the kid had just had one hell of an orgasm, but it was much more fun to make him say it.

“Yes...uuuhh. My come is...everywhere.” Naruto shoved away the picture that rose in his head of what that might look like.

“Good. Now leave me alone.” Without further ado, Naruto hung up the phone.

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Sasuke stared at the phone. That son of a bitch hung up. He looked down at himself. Stomach, chest, face and neck were spattered with thick ropes of sticky semen. Sasuke fell back against his pillows, not caring that he looked as though he'd been attacked by several bottles of hand lotion. He'd thought doing that would make it easier to bear the attraction. How very wrong he had been...

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Notes:

1 – Itai –I have seen this used as an expression of pain, similar to the English “Ouch”

2 – Bourbon Street – A street in New Orleans where many bars and clubs are located, and where a lot of wild parties happen.
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