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Make It or Break It	By : Ljiljana Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Naruto/Sasuke Views: 1024 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Make It or Break It

Part III

Inspiration and Indecency

It was impossible not to dart an occasional look at Sasuke.
Naruto drew and sketched and doodled in his notebook, because he could only
ever think with a pen in his hand. But no ideas for the oneshot came and his
hands still felt itchy. Every so often, he felt a compulsion to turn and soak
in the sight of Sasuke sitting at the windowsill for several seconds.

His hair gleamed with hints of red and yellow where the overly
enthusiastic spring sunlight brushed it; his skin was pale like the paper in
Naruto�s hands, his nose so was straight and his mouth�

Naruto, who had known that it was useless from the
beginning, turned to face the windows, and positioned
his notebook better to let his pen catch the intense expression on Sasuke�s
face. It didn�t matter, as long as he stayed that way, if there was an actual
explosion of creativity blooming inside his head or if he just looked that way.
There was an itch in Naruto�s knuckles, something he had to let out if he were
to function again. For a moment, it was more important than his pride.

Not that it was all that clear to him why wanting to draw
Sasuke would have anything to do with pride. He drew people all the time -
without fuss, without informing them about it, without being aware he was doing
it. Still, he held the notebook as low as he could while his hand flew over the
paper like a man possessed.

�Hmm.�

As if caught red handed drawing porn, Naruto instinctively
hugged his notebook closer.� He glared up
at Sai, who�d at some point approached so quietly he hadn�t noticed.

�What?�

�I saw you drawing and wanted to see what had you so aroused.�

�Arou�?� Naruto sputtered. �That
can�t be the word you were looking for. Inspired, you meant inspired.�

Sai didn�t usually have a problem with choosing the right
words, only with choosing the time and opportunity to say them. He tilted his
head, considering, �Alright. I came to see what inspired you to draw looking
like a sexually stimulated teenager.�

Naruto gaped, hugging his notebook even closer. �I�m just
doodling, I think better when I�m doodling.�

�Maybe you should doodle your
manga, then,� Sai advised, turning to get back to his desk. �Because
that drawing is better than your standard.�

Naruto glanced on the drawing he was working on. The style
was realistic; no wonder Sai would think it was better. It was just a portrait,
like many others he�d made. He�d caught the left side of Sasuke�s face, with the
sun blazing in his hair and his eyes closed in the shadow. If he tilted it
sideways a little, it almost looked like Sasuke was sleeping�

�Are you even trying?�

For the second time, Naruto hugged his notebook to himself,
startled. Sasuke was still sitting at the windowsill, though. His eyes were
open now, glaring across the room at Naruto.

�Yes, I am,� he snapped back. �And you, did you have a nice
nap?�

�Don�t be stupid, how would I nap sitting on a windowsill? I
was thinking.�

�Then did you think of something?�

Sasuke got off the windowsill, nodding seriously even though
Naruto�s sarcastic tone should have been impossible to miss, �I have a couple
of ideas, yes.�

Well, brilliant. He�d gotten a couple of ideas while Naruto had
been drawing him instead of focusing and thinking. If those ideas were any good
� and knowing Sasuke, they would be � then he was going to look like a moron.

Fighting annoyance, Naruto gritted out, �Great. Let�s hear
them.�

Sasuke came to sit on the other side of the couch, opposite
Naruto. It puzzled Naruto for a second until he noticed that Sai had seated
himself on the opposite side of the coffee table. Naruto suppressed a chuckle.
It looked like Sasuke already had an opportunity to experience Sai�s blatant refusal to respect other people�s personal
space.

�Here,� Sasuke said, offering an old newspaper he must have
found lying around to Naruto. �Do you see that article I marked, the column of
an economic analyst?�

Naruto glanced at the paper automatically. The title,
underlined in red, said, �Corporate barbarity: the
future of the business world?�

�What�s, um,� Naruto glanced at the paper again, �corporate barbarity?�

�Some people are predicting it as the final stage of the
aggressive competition between corporations. The theory is that if moral in
business keeps dropping, they will end up stealing, maiming and killing each
other for even the slightest advantage.�

�Aren�t they doing that already?�

Sasuke raised his eyebrows, slightly surprised � maybe by
Naruto�s cynicism. �Openly, I mean. Legally.�

Naruto pushed the paper back to him, �That�s too dark. I
don�t want to draw people killing each other to get promotions. Oh, unless �
can they do it with giant clubs?�

�What?�

�You know, like we�d have a bunch of people in black suits,
carrying around these big clubs � like cavemen � and hitting their competition
on the head. That�d be funny, but still serious how you want it, right?�

�No,� Sasuke snapped, looking a bit upset. �I don�t want it
to be funny.�

�Come on, lots of people say serious stuff through comedy.
And they have more readers that way.�

�No.�

�Besides,� Sai cut in. �Carrying clubs around all day would
tire people out and get in the way of doing paperwork.�

�That�s irrelevant,� Sasuke said.

�But I agreed with you. It is a good idea � if there are no
huge clubs involved.�
�
Sasuke eyed him suspiciously, as if to check for a catch.
Naruto sighed, giving up the idea of turning it into humor.

�Well, it�s too dark for me. What else you got?�

�It�s no use,� Sasuke said, rubbing his eyes. �If you think that�s
too dark, you�ll think everything else is, too. Do you have anything at all?�

�Well, I had the clubs, didn�t I?�

�Anything that isn�t retarded?�

�He was busy drawing you,� Sai answered before Naruto
managed to spit out the series of insults that he had gathered on his tongue.
�Maybe he will think of something when you�re not around?�

�I was just doodling,�
Naruto snapped, feeling embarrassed even though every
word was true. �I think better with a pen in my hand, that�s all.�

�But you looked like...�

Naruto, knowing exactly what was coming, got to his feet,
�Will you shut up, already? Why do you keep saying stupid things?�

�He looked like what?�

Naruto turned, feeling betrayed and annoyed, to glare at
Sasuke. �Don�t encourage him.�

Sai happily answered Sasuke, both of them ignoring Naruto,
�Like a sexually stimulated teenager.�

Sasuke didn�t bother to suppress a snort and a smirk as he
looked up at Naruto. It was so embarrassing. Naruto turned his notebook so Sasuke
could see the drawing, �Here, it�s just a stupid drawing. Does it look like I
was se- stimulated like that while I was doing it?�

Sasuke leaned a bit closer. His smirk was slowly morphing
into a real smile as he traced the lines on the paper with his eyes, obviously
satisfied with how he turned out. If Naruto had any idea his simple portrait would
get an expression that wasn�t mocking or grouchy out of Sasuke, Naruto wouldn�t
have tried so hard to resist the temptation to draw him. He turned the notebook
away from Sasuke to see it again himself.

�I didn�t say that it was a pornographic work, only that��

�Sai!� Naruto squeaked, startled.
He didn�t notice Sai standing up and slipping closer until he heard him talking
�not an inch from Naruto�s face. He leaned in the opposite direction so heavily
he had to prop himself on the backrest over Sasuke�s head to keep upright.
�What are you doing? I�ve told you a hundred times, stop invading my personal
space!�

�I was only trying to take another look at the picture.�

�Next time, ask.�

�But this is simpler and quicker.�

�You can�t do it!� Naruto insisted. �What if someone kept
doing that to you?�

To demonstrate his point, Naruto straightened and then
leaned toward Sai, until their noses were practically bumping, �Like this! What
would you do if I kept��

Sai grabbed his shoulders firmly. He kept Naruto in place as
he inclined his head and kissed him straight on the mouth. For a shocked
second, Naruto remained in that position, frozen, then he pushed himself violently
away from Sai. He ended up falling back into the couch, bumping against Sasuke.

�The fuck, what the hell is wrong with you?�

�You asked me what I would do if we were leaning toward each
other like that.�

�I didn�t! That�s not what I�� Naruto left the sentence
unfinished; too breathless with shock to ramble on and not really sure what he
was trying to say. �You can�t just kiss people if they get a bit too close to
you!�

�But that is a sign of attraction.�

Lost for words, Naruto glanced behind him. Sasuke was
following conversation with his lips thinned and hands on Naruto�s arms, which
was somehow comforting but not helpful.

�What sign of attraction?� Naruto finally decided to ask.

�Leaning toward each other
subconsciously.� Sai explained.

�But I wasn�t doing it subconsciously! I was trying to prove
a point! Damn it, Sai, where do you find that crap?�

�I read it in a magazine in the waiting room of my dentist�s
office.�

�So what? You were getting in my
face because, what, you thought it was a mating ritual of some sort? Were you �
were you courting me or something?�

Absently, Naruto felt Sasuke�s grip on his arms tighten. He
tried to make himself more comfortable by leaning more of his weight against
Sasuke to lessen the discomfort of that strong grip.

�No, most of the time, I�m just trying to see what you�re
working on.�

�Most of the time?�

Sai, who had returned to take the seat across the coffee
table, frowned, �I don�t feel an attraction for you, Naruto - except when you
make noises when you�re working on your manga, but that isn�t sexual.�

�Right,� Naruto muttered, starting to relax. �Good. So stop
invading my personal space or doing stupid things like kissing me all of the
sudden, alright?�

�I was only demonstrating what I would do, just like you
were,� Sai said, unconcerned. �The signs are only valid if they are
unconscious. Like with you two.�

�Wh �
what?� Naruto stammered, feeling suddenly red in the face as he turned to
glance at Sasuke over his shoulder. Sasuke looked as startled as he was.

�I moved away minutes ago, but you are still practically
sitting in his lap. Considering how much you fight over even the slightest
difference in opinion, you either don�t mind it or are
not even aware of how close you�re sitting.��
Sai explained, narrowing his eyes in concentration. �It�s even more than
that � it�s like you are upset over what I did and are seeking comfort and he�s
giving it to you by rubbing your arms.�

Naruto gaped for a moment longer. Then Sasuke�s hand fell
from his forearm and he jumped away to the opposite side of the couch.�

Calmly, Sasuke stood up, �This is a waste of my time.�

He walked away, grabbed his jacket and threw over his
shoulder, �I�ll stop by tomorrow, you�d better have something we can discuss by
then.�

Naruto and Sai sat in silence after the door closed only
slightly louder than it did usually.

�Did I say something wrong?� Sai wondered after several
minutes.

�Go work on something, Sai,� Naruto mumbled.

He was uncomfortable. Was Sai right? He really had no reason
to stay in that position, against Sasuke for so long. And why hadn�t Sasuke made
a fuss about it, anyway?

It was all so embarrassing. And he really had nothing to
show for the day, not a single interesting idea.

As Sai went back to the assistant desk, Naruto turned the
page in his notebook and started doodling and thinking seriously.

tbc

A/N: A few people commented how this story is developing
very quickly, so I�d like to remind you that it was written as a oneshot. Which is also why the parts are
so short.
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