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By : KuroKitsune
Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male
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Sorry for the long wait blame the Muse! Her name is Fujoshi. But finally here it is.
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Chapter 2
Finally. The last box. Now, is was official: Naruto had moved in. He and Sasuke had spent the last two days moving him into Sasuke’s mansion. If Sasuke had any doubt about getting along with his new housemate, they were gone now. Sure, most of his casual clothes were orange, but with most of the boxes containing more book than Sasuke had in his personal library, Sasuke was sure they would get along just fine.

“Sasuke, there’s another letter,” Naruto said, walking up to Sasuke holding the cursed pink letter.

Sasuke glared death at the envelope and refused to take it. Even if it was only because of those letters that Naruto move in, he still hated them.

Sasuke had had stalkers before, but nothing like this crazy chick.

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Just over a week before Naruto moved in, Naruto entered Sasuke’s office like normal.

“Okay, here are the notes on the meeting for after lunch and you have a letter. It’s got nothing on it but your name, should I just trash it?”

It was a long, thin, pink envelope with ‘Sasuke’ written in elegant calligraphy across the front. Sasuke took it and opened it. He stood up after reading it and walked out into the middle of the floor among the cubicles were his people worked. He held up the envelope where everyone could see it.

“To whomever decided that this was a good idea, you where wrong. If I see any more of these ridiculous letters I will fire whomever is passing these out. It’s fine if it’s Valentine’s day. But otherwise leave it at home.” And choosing a random shredder, he proceeded to drop both envelope and letter into it.
Without another word, Sasuke stalked back to his office, never seeing the pink haired girl bow her head. Nor did he see her open the shredder by her desk and pull out the remnants of the letter, and put them in her bag.
After that, the letters started showing up in Sasuke’s house and gifts appearing on his desk at work. Or so Naruto told him. He didn’t see most of them, but said there were cherry tomatoes and chocolate of some kind. With Sasuke’s aversion to sweets, he didn’t really want to see them. But he would like to see the tomatoes.

With a devilish thought, Sasuke asked Naruto if he still had the chocolate.

“Some of it.”

“Itachi loves chocolate; send it to him. He pissed me off the other day.”

“You think that’s really okay?”

“Look, whoever is sending me these things thinks they love me, right?”

Naruto nodded.

“So, if they love me, they won’t want to hurt me, right?”

Naruto gave another nod.

“That means the worst that’s in those things is a knockout drug or—if I’m lucky since I’m sending them to Itachi—an aphrodisiac.”

Naruto gawked at Sasuke’s sadistic smirk.

The next day, Itachi stormed into Sasuke’s office in a rage, yelling about sending him chocolate laced with booze. Sasuke knew full well that Itachi couldn’t hold his liquor to save his life. In a rare show of emotion, Sasuke burst out laughing in his face; he was still laughing as Itachi left.

Naruto, far more professional than his boss, waited until the soundproof office door closed before cracking up. He fell on the couch, tears falling down his face. It was a good five minutes before either of them could breathe enough to settle down. What Sasuke would have given to have been a fly on Itachi’s wall for that.

Once they calmed down though, Sasuke had to consider that the stalker might actually be a problem. Things were now missing from Sasuke’s home. How she found out where Sasuke lived despite the measures he went to to make sure that very thing never happened was beyond him.

Having voiced his concern, Naruto insisted he move in with Sasuke to protect him. Sasuke swore he would endeavor to thank his stalker for that—after she was arrested. He might have been making a bigger deal about her than he should, but if Naruto was worried . . .

And it was too good to pass up. So Naruto and his library moved in with Sasuke.

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“What do you want to do ‘bout these letters?” Naruto asked once they returned home on the third night of their cohabitation. Naruto held up two more letters, one was among the rest of the mail and the other had been pushed under the door. “Should we call the police?”

“No. I don’t think they'd do anything. The stuff that went missing could have been misplaced and she hasn’t done anything violent, yet.” Sasuke didn’t think she was really dangerous. And he didn’t want Naruto to leave so soon.
“I still think we should inform them. I know a P.I. that owes me a favor. He could take a look,” he pressed.
“You know an P.I.? Who?” Damn it! Sasuke thought. Just drop it already.
“His name is Kiba; he and his dog, Akamaru, are among the best tacking teams in the world. If anybody can find this crazy chick, it’s them.”
“How did you meet them?” Sasuke asked to distract him. He wanted Naruto to stay with him much longer.
“It was when I was in the military we worked on a joint OP together. Kiba and Akamaru were called in from a different unit to help track down a terrorist. When we caught up to him, he blew himself up, along with half the building we were in.
“Kiba and Akamaru got caught in the fire and I lead the team that got them out. Took me and two other guys to get that dog out. The thing the size of a small horse.” He laughed. “We still keep in touch. He recently got married. I would have never pegged the party boy I knew to settle down.”
“Huh.” Uchiha’s were good at hiding when they were genuinely impressed. “I didn’t know you took down terrorists. What else did you do?” Sasuke was actually interested this time. They sat for a few hours, Naruto telling Sasuke stories. Or as much of them as he could—he worked on some pretty secret stuff.
Naruto then made dinner: chicken and broccoli in a garlic sauce. Sasuke was cautious at first because of how brown the chicken was, but he fell in love with the dish after the first bite.
Then, he made dessert. Sasuke was again worried because of his aversion to sweets, but it wasn’t sweet at all, it was tart. Cherry Crisp, tart cherries with a layer of cake mix on top. The cherries were warm and pricked the sides of Sasuke’s mouth and the crisp part was, well, crispy. All in all, Sasuke thought the whole thing was fantastic. Sasuke wanted to outright ask Naruto to marry him, but was certain Naruto was straight. For now anyways. Uchihas always got what they wanted and he wanted Naruto.
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That night, Sasuke was very much aware Naruto was sleeping just feet away from him, on the other side of just one wall. How he envied his brother and his ability to keep his bed full. Maybe he should ask his brother for advice on how to get what he wanted.
But if he did that then he would have to admit to Itachi he liked Naruto. Itachi would never let that go. What was he going to do? How was he supposed to sleep with the blond so close and yet so far out of reach?
After a few hours Sasuke finally managed to doze a bit when he heard the door open. He sat up and his eyes widened when he saw Naruto in his doorway.
“Naruto?” he whispered. He was afraid it was all a dream, and if he spoke too loud it would shatter and he would wake up.
“Sasuke,” Naruto said. He walked over to the bed and knelt down facing Sasuke.
“What are you-” Sasuke’s sentence was cut off as his mouth was otherwise occupied. Naruto had leaned over and kissed him. His tongue taking advantage of his parted lips.
Sasuke moaned and kissed back when Naruto’s tongue touched his. Naruto’s hand came up to tangle in black spikes, tilting Sasuke’s head back giving him better access. This was what he had been waiting for.
Naruto’s other hand moved to his shoulder pushing Sasuke to lay on his back, being careful not to disrupt the dance of their mouths and tongues. His hips descended to Sasuke’s and rubbed their groins together. Sasuke moaned. Sasuke’s hands grabbed Naruto’s sides, preventing him from pulling away.

The delicious friction against Sasuke’s cock was bringing him too close too fast. He slipped his hand between their clothed bodies to feel Naruto’s hard length. Sasuke’s legs spread of their own accord. He wanted him bad.

Naruto stopped kissing him and Sasuke opened his eyes to find out why. Naruto stared straight into his eyes. Naruto’s were half-lidden with lust, but they were clear. His hand slid from Sasuke’s hair to stroke his cheek.
“Sasuke, I-”
Sasuke’ s eyes snapped open as he bolted upright. He was panting harshly and was covered in sweat. He also had the worst hard on he had ever had.
“Damn it!” he said running his hand through his sweat slicked hair. Sasuke just laid there for a few minutes tying to will his erection away, all to no avail.
Finally he got up and decided to take a shower.

He braced himself against the cold spray. His nipples hardened to painfully tight pebbles that sent a blot of pleasure down to his groin. The cold water was helping, but as his flesh grew used to the cold, his erection fought back. He remembered the taste of Dream Naruto’s mouth and the feel of his hand on his cheek.

“Fuck it,” Sasuke whispered and turned up the heat. He squeezed conditioner on in fingers and pushed two fingers in his ass. It was frustratingly unsatisfying. He just rubbed one out while thinking of his blond secretary.

Sasuke went back to bed a bit disgruntled.
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AIC	By : KuroKitsune Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2700 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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