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Disclaimer: He�s
mine! They�re all mine! You hear!? Muahaha! *gets
carted off by the nice men in the white coats*

Chapter Summary: Naruto has a hissy fit during
training. Stuff happens *shifty eye look*

a/n: Hrm�one of my
reviewers brought up the issue whether this is SasuNaru
or NaruSasu. There�s a difference how the names are
positioned?! I wasn�t aware Dear me, they really think of everything these days
don�t they? *scratches head* So�the first name means
he�s the seme and the last the uke
right? Or is it, the first name is the dude who initiates everything? *starts
to hyperventilate* But what if they�re both seme and uke? What if it�s a threesome thing? Argh
*head explodes*

Err�I didn�t beta-read this. Kinda
half-wrote it whilst sitting half-asleep in an airplane.

~~

Naruto was late when he arrived at
the designated bridge. Not as late as Kakashi, for
the jounin�s talent in tardiness was notoriously
unsurpassed, but late nevertheless.

It had not been a good start for the otherwise sunny
morning. The combination of his failed suicide attempts, Kyuubi�s
�good advice� and general angst that night had earned him probably two-three
restless hours of sleep. Dark circles were smudged underneath his eyes, the
spiky hair unruly and tangled and the mouth set in a grim line. But it wasn�t even that really. When he had
popped into the corner store for an emergency cup of ramen, he had unpleasantly
discovered that the otherwise nice woman behind the counter had been replaced by
her aunt. The wizened old crone, who had lost two sons in the Nine-Tail�s
attack, rudely refused to serve him. Instead she gave him the sign of the evil
eye, hatefully called him a murderer and kicked him out of the store.

In short, Naruto felt and looked
like shit.

Still, he had a reputation to keep; a mask to uphold. Upon
seeing his two teammates standing patiently at the quaint bridge, Naruto quickened his steps. He yelled out a somewhat
strained but cheerful �Good morning, Sakura-chan!�. The young woman on the other hand barely acknowledged him
as she continued to rattle on about something to an apathetic Uchiha.

It was possibly a mistake to blow up on them like that,
later that day in the middle of training, in the middle of a spar. He would
scold himself afterwards for letting his rage be seen underneath the fake,
smiling disguise of Uzumaki, village idiot.

To Naruto�s disgruntled
observation, it seemed that Kakashi was favouring Sasuke again. He hated
that and it was enough to make his blood boil. Naruto
had confidence in his own abilities. He was strong, unpredictable and a damn
good ninja. He had never once in his record, ever left any mission unfinished.
His stubborn determination just didn�t allow him to. And yet, as he trained, Kakashi would relentlessly pinpoint every single fault,
every single goddamned detail with a bored, annoyed voice. Even compared to the
others, the copy-ninja passed on Sakura assistance on how to improve her
tactics and to Sasuke�well Sasuke
was just perfect. No one ever pointed out his errors. Naruto
bared his slightly elongated canines in frustration at that last angry thought
and swiftly side stepped the raven-haired boy�s high kick.

Sasuke had quickly recovered,
twirling around to counter a clenched fist before it smashed into his face. Naruto grunted. This fight was based on taijutsu
only; Kakashi had forbidden the use of ninjutsu this time. Of course, Mr
I-Have-A-Stick-Up-My-Ass excelled in this having copied more than a few moves from
Lee.

It was wrong to say that Naruto
didn�t study to better himself, despite popular opinion that he couldn�t read.
He just found it freakishly boring. But he trained constantly, read difficult
scrolls- when he was motivated that is- and volunteered constantly for
missions, whatever the rank. His physical strength was frightening; it was
comparable to Tsunade�s. And he had an insanely
massive amount of chakra and still� didn�t have perfect control over it, not
like Sakura and Sasuke. That little fact made him
feel like he was a twelve-year old genin again. The
pervert hermit had stated that this was probably because the boundaries between
his original chakra reserve and the demon�s kept fluctuating. Nothing too
serious, but it kept him from ever becoming a medic-nin
if he ever chose to do so. A mental snort of contempt.
Not bloody likely.

But that was chakra. This was hand-to-hand combat. Naruto lacked the graceful finesse of the Uchiha and Kakashi just wouldn�t
shut up about it.

�You�re too slow, Naruto! With the
way you�re standing like that, you�re leaving your left side totally open for
attack.�

Even Sakura began to grate on his nerves.

�Come on, Sasuke-kun, you can do
it!�

It was like a long, winding stack of books that were placed
on top of each other in a haphazard manner. They were all titled the many and
different troubles Naruto suffered through each day.
With each grievance, a book would be pulled out halfway causing the pile to
wobble precariously. If something nice happened, then a couple of the books
would be straightened and the stack would thus become more stable. But lately,
that wasn�t the case. If anything, Sasuke had pulled
out a massive chunk of books from the bottom. The heap fell that day and
crashed.

�Fuck this shit!�

Naruto abruptly swung around,
slamming his fist literally through a rocky outcrop. The rock disintegrated
into mere rubble from the sheer force he applied. The blond whirled again,
stamping his foot hard down on the ground. He barely took in Kakashi�s slightly widened eye- the only indication of any
sort of facial expression. Sasuke had risen one
elegant brow in a �what now?� look. Sakura�s lovely green eyes, he noted, were
switching back and forth from the jagged pieces of rock to him with surprise
and a little bit of fear.

�Fuck you Kakashi-sensei! Fuck you
Sasuke! Fuck you Sakura!� he yelled at the trio, eyes
bulging. �Yeah even you, Sakura, you bitch. I�m tired of this shit. I am so
fucking tired of being picked on. Do you really think I don�t notice? I mean
sure I�m not as hot, talented or whatever as the�t-the dickhead over there but
for fuck�s sake, don�t beat it down on me every two minutes! It fucking hurts,
you know!�

He had so much to say to them. He loved his team and would
die for them, but sometimes it seemed as if they just took him for granted. He
could recall all the times they left him alone and walked off, even after he
saved their sorry asses. But all those pent-up words of anguish that he had
been saving all those years just left him. They refused to form sentences and
logically, he knew that if he continued insulting them, then he would hurt
himself more than he would hurt them. He knew Kakashi
only wanted the best for him. The instructor after all looked out for his team,
regardless of them no longer needing to be under his supervision. Sakura did
care a lot for him, despite her constant flirting with the bastard. And Sasuke�Sasuke had saved his life
several times right? He had kept him out of trouble right? Were all those
actions just to keep his conscience human so he wouldn�t lose himself totally
to hate and avenging? Or did he regret them now?

Instead, Naruto�s features
contorted into a sad expression of helplessness. Now wishing for the ground to
swallow him up, he disappeared with a speed only a shinobi
could manage. He didn�t want to face them or listen through Kakashi�s
lecture of teamwork and respect.

~~

�Naruto!�

Sasuke shook his head to himself,
hearing the jounin�s stern call go unanswered. Of
course Naruto wouldn�t come back. He then stole a
glance at Sakura�and she just looked hurt. But really, it was her own damn fault too. Who told her to pine after him like
a puppy and reject the dobe constantly? Would it
really kill her just to accept and go out on a casual date?

�Do you want me to go after him?� Sasuke
spoke with an uninterested tone.

Kakashi tilted his head, staring
at the trees where Naruto had fled to. He sighed
deeply. �No�he needs to be alone right now. He needs a friend�and Iruka is away on a mission.�

Clearly, Kakashi knew more than he
let on. Why would he let Naruto�s disrespectful
outburst off the hook like that otherwise? Sasuke
made a mental note to ask some other time without Sakura�s gloomy presence.

�I doubt Iruka would be the best
choice.�

�I don�t know who else is really close to him. Do you have
any suggestions?�

Who else? Sasuke searched his
brain for people the blond spent time with. Shikamaru? No the Nara genius would probably
wave his hand dismissively and say �it�s too troublesome�. Oh who the fuck
cared. The teenager blinked twice and focused his thoughts, realizing that Kakashi was talking.

�Well�I guess I�ll go after him.�

�No,� the boy interjected. �You�re right. He probably needs
to be alone and vent it off.� Sasuke picked his discarded
jacket off a leafy bush and prepared to leave. He paused and waited, feeling
the weight of his sensei�s gaze. �What?�

�You two have been rather tetchy lately, particularly
yesterday. That�s why I don�t want to send you to find him; no doubt you�ll
aggravate him even more. Anything happened that I should know about?�

The youth turned to look at Kakashi.
The man was flicking through that trashy novel again. But he knew how to
distinguish the differences in Kakashi�s seemingly
nonchalant drawl and half-lidded eye.

�No,� Sasuke said slowly. �Nothing
happened that you should know about.�

�Of course not!� Kakashi�s mirthful tone only indicated that he was not at
all convinced. Sasuke hadn�t exactly been subtle with
his answer. A soft sob drew their attention. �Come now Sakura, you know how
easily Naruto�s mouth disconnects from his brain.
Let�s go get some icecre-�

At that point, Sasuke had already
left.

~~

It was many hours later, well into the night that Sasuke had accidentally stumbled
onto Naruto�s location. They were in some part of the
training grounds, a bit further than usual to Konoha�s
east. There, his obnoxious teammate was sprawled out on the grass with hands
clasped together behind his head.

�Isn�t the sky beautiful?� the blond smiled dreamily, having
already sensed the Uchiha�s chakra signature a long
time ago.

The other ninja fully revealed himself
as he stepped out. He cast his gaze up, taking in the luminous full moon.
Around it, countless of stars twinkled as they lay scattered across the vast
expanse of the sky. It was indeed beautiful. If you were a
romantic sap. �I suppose so.�

�I didn�t mean to say all those things earlier. I guess they
kinda forced themselves out of my mouth before I could
think about it. I�m too emotional, I swear��

�Hn.�

�Are you here to lead me to my execution? I mean, Sakura�s
probably waiting for me with a katana ready to lop my head off.�

�No. Kakashi dismissed us right
after your drama-queen act.�

�Hrm�oh, you�re here to train
right?� Naruto pulled himself up, absently adjusting
his loosely tied forehead protector. �I�ll leave you alone then.�

It was natural to assume that Naruto�s
guilt was causing him to act so�amiable. That and the fact
that he was probably afraid to provoke Sasuke further
lest relations between them completely fell out. It shouldn�t matter now
however; they had always rubbed each other up the wrong way.

It was then that he saw it. When Naruto
had tugged at the collar of his loose t-shirt, Sasuke�s
observant eye caught a faint bruising on the side of his neck, close to the
shoulder. He was going to disregard it completely but the moonlight was bright
that evening. He just couldn�t believe it. A hickey. A
damn hickey ridiculing him before the material fell back down to hide it.

�I can�t believe it�� he muttered, feeling
something�indescribable, no something angry well up within his gut.

Naruto frowned as he turned
around. �Believe what?�

The raven-haired boy just growled and with quick steps,
closed the distance between them. Before the other could protest, he slammed
him against the tree. It was becoming an all too familiar situation.

�That!� Sasuke tugged the
t-shirt�s neckline to one side, further revealing the offending lovebite.

If he wasn�t uncharacteristically seething at that moment,
then perhaps the multitude of facial expressions which passed through the blond
would have proved somewhat amusing. First there was confusion, where Naruto tried to angle his head, in vain, so he could see
what the hell his teammate was referring to. Then he scrunched up his face as
if trying to remember something. After that was a mixture of horror and anger.
To conclude it was a sheepish grin.

�Heh heh,
Sasuke�it�s really not what it looks like�I um,
accidentally pinched myself!�

The Uchiha let out something which
sounded like a cross between a snarl and a short bark of laughter. That excuse
was too lame, even for Naruto. �Do you take me for a
fool, dobe?� Sasuke
clenched the hand that was pushing against the other�s shoulder, fisting the
material tightly. �You�re a fickle whore. First you profess your love for me
and then straight afterwards you go sleep with someone else? That�s low. Who is
it?�

At that, the blue eyes narrowed into slits. The lips opened
and closed like a gaping fish. There was a fair amount of spite in the voice
that answered. �Low?! Look who�s
talking, dipshit! Oh what the fuck do you care! Just
leave me alone.�

�Answer me, damnit!� He brought Naruto forward and banged him against the tree trunk again
for good measure. �Who�ve you been
fucking? Huh?!�

The blond git was showing a tight,
strange smile. If he had been bothered by his head hitting the bark, he didn�t
show it. �Jealous Sasuke?
Can�t take the fact that you�ve been so easily replaced? Well then I�ll tell
you.� He widened his eyes and whispered, as if letting slip an important
secret. �An incubus came to me the night before.�

If there was one thing Sasuke Uchiha hated it would be taken lightly. His teammate was
mocking him. It struck a chord so deep; bringing memories of Itachi doing it countless of times in the past. With a
flash of Sharingan eyes, he violently threw Naruto to the ground. However, the dobe
straightened one leg and swiftly swept it underneath the enraged boy and
brought him down with him.

�Don�t fuck with me, Uzumaki!�

And so, both ninjas commenced an angry wrestling match. It
was rather brutal like two primates wrestling for superiority. All techniques
and tactics were forgotten, tossed out of the window.

�You told me I meant nothing to you, not even as a friend or
a rival! Why the hell are you so jealous!� Naruto screamed after being ruthlessly pinned down.

Sasuke paused,
mulling the answer in his brain as he idly wiped the few droplets of spittle
off his cheek with one hand. Yeah, why was he so affected by that knowledge?
Why did he care if Naruto had a damn hickey or not?

It was his pride, he realized. His blasted Uchiha pride. At some point, he would have expected the boy
to grieve and sulk after being rejected and then move on. A lot of his fangirls did it. Of course, this wasn�t a simpering fangirl. This was Naruto. Then came the fucking revelation. He actually wanted the idiot to
love him! He wanted Naruto to look up to him, adore
and admire him� and of course, the only thing the other did was annoy him. Naruto was competition. It was, in layman�s terms, an ego
thing.

Sod trying to understand Naruto.
All he wanted now was for him to bow down to him. If the entire fucking village
bowed down to him, then why shouldn�t Naruto? Still,
the curiosity was gnawing at the back of his brain like cancer.

�Who is it! Tell me, damn you!�

�Go to hell and stay there! I don�t even know why I fell in
love with you in the first place!�

�You said it yourself, you can�t control your emotions,� Sasuke sneered maliciously down at him. �Honestly, it�ll be
your downfall.�

He was straddling the boy�s legs, keeping them from bucking
up. Thin wrists were held down with one strong hand. While he studied the scene
below him with mathematical calculation, it dawned on him at how appealing it
seemed. Somewhere along the way, Naruto�s forehead
protector had untied itself and lay useless a few meters away in the grass. The
result was the loose strands of hair softening the harsh glare of the hooded
eyes. And those parted lips�practically pleading to be bitten raw until they
bled.

�Are you going to stare at me all night, pretty boy? Just
let me go already! I�m tired and I want to go to bed.�

It occurred to Sasuke that Naruto could have thrown him off at anytime with a powerful
burst of chakra. But he didn�t. It was perfect. Sasuke personifying the image of
the great white predator�and the prey, lying prone with cheeks ruddy from
exertion.

Clutching the blond mane with his free hand, he dropped his
head so he could breathe his words against the other�s mouth. Black hair
cascaded from the sides of his cheeks, shielding both their faces from the
moonlight and the outside world. �You�re just begging for it aren�t
you? Begging for punishment, right?�

Naruto let out a sharp intake of
breath from their close proximity. His voice was low, almost desperate. �What
is it that you want from me, Uchiha? My all? I could have given you that�but you didn�t want it.
You hurt me so badly, I don�t even think I can give you what you want�whatever
it is that you want.�

It was a lie and deep down, they both knew it. His crimson
eyes stared unblinkingly into the wary ones below while their noses touched.

�You say this to me�� As he spoke, their lips brushed
teasingly against each other. �But that hickey proves otherwise. What was it, Naruto? Comfort sex or something?�

�I didn�t sleep with anyone!� He replied defensively. �As
for who it is, I can�t tell you.�

�And why not? It�s not as if I�m
going to tell. Who is it? Iruka? Kakashi? Shikamaru�you�ve been spending
some time with him�� Then as a dubious afterthought. �Hinata?�

�I�m sorry Sasuke�� Naruto�s voice had mellowed down to being apologetic. �I
can�t tell you who left me that hickey.� It seemed that he could not stop
himself from tilting his chin to nuzzle the lower part of his face against the
other boy�s cheek. So much like a child seeking reassurance.
�Someday I�ll tell you�but please not now. Please drop the subject. There�s no
love between me and � that person. He just did it as a joke,
he�s really weird like that. All he did was that stupid hickey, nothing else.
If it means anything to you now��

He did not stop the youth�s action yet he didn�t promote it,
still maintaining the same cool expression while the Sharingan
slowly deactivated itself. Dimly, he could feel the tips of Naruto�s
fingers touch the back of his hand where he still held the wrists captive. It
wasn�t a difficult task, the blond wasn�t even putting
up any sort of resistance at all. It was practically pathetic really. �If it
means anything to me now what�� he prompted after the other had paused.

Naruto sounded embarrassed, hiding
his face into Sasuke�s neck. �Look man�you know I�m
not good with talk like this. All I ever wanted was to be with you and I still
do. You said no and I respect that, okay? I�m not going to hunt you down like
your dumb fangirls.� He wearily sighed, letting the
back of his scalp touch the ground again to look up. Aided by the weary
expression and shadows, the boyish face took on a haggard appearance. �Please
leave.�

While the blond was talking, Sasuke
was slowly loosening his grip with the intent of calling it a day so he could
go back home and�think. Or target-practice with something
regrettably lifeless. Just the sight of the whiskered bastard was adding
even more confusing revelations and even worse, persistent hormones to his
already muddled thought process. It was the �please leave� that triggered
something inside him. It had been softly spoken but that still didn�t disguise
the fact that it was a demand. Sasuke had an immature urge to do exactly the opposite.

�Don�t you tell me what to do,� the Uchiha
snapped with clipped words. �No I will not leave.�

And thus, the grip tightened once more. For whatever reason,
he was still angry that Naruto had allowed the hickey
in the first place, whether it was from an annoying �friend� or an amorous
toilet plunger, it made no difference. It was well known that the idiot was as
obstinate as a cow and would never do anything he hated. Naruto
on his part looked perplexed but that changed when Sasuke�s
hand moved from his hair to his groin.

The blond flinched more out of surprise when the palm of a
hand that didn�t belong to him rubbed hard between his thighs. He attempted to
shift his body in protest but that only succeeded in Sasuke
slithering up further to keep him immobile. It was then when he released a
faint pulse of chakra as a warning did Sasuke make
his next move.

He didn�t know what the hell possessed him to pull the other
boy into a sitting position so he could push him back against a nearby tree
again, or kneel closely before him. He sure as hell didn�t know why he pressed
his hand to feel the outline of the slowly-awakening erection. But he knew one
thing: he absolutely loved the feeling of sheer power that surged through his
veins.

�Sasuke�goddamnit,
stop�you�re being fucked-up again�� Naruto�s fair brows
furrowed in concentration as he clenched his muscled thighs together, trapping
the other�s hand between them. As much as Sasuke
enjoyed the warmth seeping into his forearm, he couldn�t move it at all.

Sasuke cocked his head to one
side. He then leered. �Isn�t it a common saying that when one says no, he
really means yes?�

�But I don�t want it like this! Not with you being like
this!�

�Damn Uzumaki, you�re so loud!�
The raven-haired ninja licked his dry lips before leaning even closer. �Open
your legs and for once, sit back and let the master take charge. I know you
want me to touch you�so why don�t you just shut up and let me do what I want?�
The persuasive words continued to flow so easily past his lips. �Come on Naruto�there�s no one here but us��

If anything, Naruto appeared to be
having an internal argument with himself. He was staring up into the other�s
pale face however the eyes weren�t focused at all. Several times, his lips
mouthed some unknown words. Nevertheless, the knees holding the Uchiha�s arm still were slowly coming apart. Without
wasting any time, Sasuke planted himself between the
orange-clad legs to prevent them from closing again.

�There�s something about you, dobe�something
about you that makes me want to tear your throat out I swear.�

Sasuke deliberately dragged his
palm slowly, from bottom to top of the other boy�s noticeable bulge. In
response, the blond ninja lifted his slim hips eager for more of that delicious
friction and yet his head shook from side to side as if trying hard to deny the
fact that he indeed, wanted more. �Sasuke�no�no
more�don�t stop��

His tormentor�s lips curved to one side in amusement.
�You�re contradicting yourself- make up your mind. Do you want it or not?� It
wasn�t as if he was going to give the bastard a choice in it anyway.

�Sa�Sasuke��

It was easy enough to unbutton the simple trousers with a
dexterous hand. Getting them off was another matter entirely. The offending
garment and boxers ended up being dangled at the end of one ankle. Sasuke had seen Naruto naked once
or twice, at the public baths. It made no difference back then. This time, with
a tilt of his head, he surveyed the sight before him as a butcher would to a
meat display. The onyx orbs took in the flushed face, the crumpled t-shirt and
the rigid length of flesh that demanded attention. In a moment of hesitation,
he wondered whether he could stomach directly touching another man�s cock
despite undeniably being turned-on himself.

�Kiss me, Sasuke-bastard,� came the husky demand.

�No.�

Naruto, it seemed, had other
plans. He snatched the Uchiha�s wide collar and
pulled him fast. Sasuke had managed to avoid the
other�s lips the last minute resulting his own smacking against the other�s
neck, right below the ear. Almost immediately, his mouth moved against the skin
there; licking and nibbling. Not necessarily kissing. Kissing, especially on
the mouth, was too intimate and personal.

It was at the heat of the moment that Sasuke
finally placed his hand where Naruto wanted him to.
Smooth to the touch, the blond�s cock burnt his hand
with the heat it radiated. In some ridiculous sense, it was a perfect fit.

�Ah! Stop�fucking bastard��

The raven-haired youth tasted faint salt as he lavished the offered
throat. He could almost hear a distant heartbeat thump into him and while he
explored Naruto�s arousal with tentative fingers, a
sweetly-sounding moan followed. It was an interesting experience, he admitted
inwardly. He loved it. Dominating the dobe was giving
him such an indescribable rush, he discovered. So what if it wasn�t fair, if it
was cruel or immoral; he didn�t give a shit. The most amazing thing was that
his annoying, pretty pretty prize was letting him do
anything he wanted. Anything, he obstinately determined. And that was the one
element that made everything so�alive.

�Fucking slut,� Sasuke hissed,
lacing his digits back into the other�s hair. He found that he rather liked
pulling those soft locks of gold. The other hand that was still between Naruto�s thighs now held his member tightly with enough
strength to cause a low whimper. �Do you think you can do this to me? You could
have at least stopped him from giving you that goddamned thing on your neck�or
had the decency to cover it. But you wanted it. And now look at you, moaning
like some harlot for more.�

�You said you didn�t want me! Now you�re all jealous?! For
fuck�s sake, what�s gotten into you�!�

�I�m not jealous,� the Uchiha
answered acidly. �I�m insulted.�

�How the hell do you think I feel right�right�now�damnit Sasuke, don�t�do that��

He had effectively shut the idiot up by grazing his teeth
lightly across the jaw line and down to the collarbone. Up again leisurely to
the other�s ear, this time with his tongue. Pausing, Sasuke
turned his head to look down, past Naruto�s torso,
down to where his palm was wrapped around the blond�s
girth. He watched, strangely mesmerized, as his own thumb teasingly rubbed
against the weeping slit. And further his hand moved to slide steadily across
his rival�s cock. Up and down, from head to base, never stopping, never
speeding up that agonizingly slow handjob.

Naruto had apparently given up
protesting. His head dipped to one side where the graceful fingers still pulled
at his head. Passionate yearning was written openly on his pink-tinged face.
Even the half-closed eyes, no longer bright and sharp, were now hazy with
desire. What an enticing sight it was to watch those glistening lips part with
each heavy pant.

�Faster, please faster��

�Why should I? You don�t even deserve this�.but I might�if
you beg nicely, slut.�

His teammate had surprised him by doing exactly that, voice
almost purring out with need. It sounded almost endearing. �Please Sasuke�give me more. I want more�please. I�ll do
anything�faster, more�!�

�Anything you say? Hrmm��

Initially he had wanted Naruto on
his knees to worshiping him but decided that there would always be a later.
After all, he shouldn�t give out all at once. Instead he obliged by speeding
up, alternating the position of his hand from either solidly gripping the
youth�s length or pressing the tips of two fingers against the underside. The blond�s own forgotten arms rose to fall heavily upon the Uchiha�s shoulders. By now, Naruto
had shut his eyes and was moaning loudly. He was lost in his own pleasure,
mumbling a string of incoherent sentences consisting of �Sasuke�
and �please more�.

The tanned hands on his shoulders tensed. Naruto had been rocking his hips wantonly back and forth in
tune with Sasuke�s movements. He was close to orgasm,
if the constant flow of gasps, moans and whimpers were any suggestion.

�Sasuke�.!� The blond whined
breathlessly with shuddering legs. �I�I�I�m-� His azure eyes shot open and
rolled back.

The Uchiha suddenly felt warm liquid
splash against his own hand and his teammate relaxed against the tree with a
contented sigh. He glanced down at the mess, fighting not to recoil. Instead he
withdrew his hand quietly and as he was going to wipe it down onto the grass, a
better idea came..

�Lick it.�

�Huh?�

�Lick it, slut. Clean my hand.� Sasuke
commanded impatiently, emphasizing his words with another tug at the other
ninja�s head.

Naruto looked mildly disgusted at
the soiled hand that had positioned itself so close to his face. His gaze
followed several thick drops of his own cum trickle across the raised knuckles
before landing on his bunched-up shirt. All of the sudden he smiled,
differently than previously for this time it was a cheeky twist of his lips.

�Yes�Master��

Ye Gods�that had sent a jolt of electric
excitement up Sasuke�s spine. He watched
lustfully as Naruto hungrily lapped up pearly semen,
flicking his tongue between the digits before cleaning each individual finger
by sucking it sensuously into his mouth.

�Good boy�� he mockingly praised with a satisfied smirk,
highly enjoying the show. And at that very moment, he wished nothing more than
to fuck Naruto up the ass until the stupid blond
cried for mercy. It was utter willpower that made him ignore his own rigid-hard
arousal that twitched each time Naruto�s pink little
tongue would poke out of those wholly bitable lips.

�Sasuke�� Naruto
called out softly, maneuvering the naked half of his body to the Uchiha�s lap after finishing. �You still haven�t kissed
me�haven�t I been a good boy? Don�t I get a kiss?�

It was impossible to figure out what the hell Naruto was thinking. Sasuke
panicked mentally, not because be was revolted of tasting his own self in the
other�s mouth, but because he was about to acquiesce in that request. He didn�t
want to kiss him, damnit! It would probably lead to Naruto meaning more than just an essential ingredient for
his power-fix. But�but he could feel his resolve weakening when the blond began
to grind his hips demandingly down at Sasuke�s own
painfully aching cock. Enough was enough, he couldn�t give in.

�No. You�re just a useless whore,� Sasuke
stated coldly, stiff hands pushing Naruto uncaringly
back against the ground before straightening his own legs and standing up.
Black hair ruffled in the slight breeze, shorts brushed free of dirt with a
quick adjustment in the crotch area. He started to walk away, never once
looking back. He failed to notice Naruto�s own
triumphant leer.

~~

Rar, I want a lovebite
from Kyuubi. *gets mauled to death by a giant demon
fox*

Hrm, I�ve always entertained
thoughts of Naruto telling his entire time to �fuck
off� and stomping off just cause they don�t appreciate him enough There was one
anime episode, one of the Tea Country filler episodes where Naruto
saves his team�s sorry asses, keeps Sakura from drowning and when he tries to
give her CPR, she hits him. She and Sasuke walk away,
leaving Naruto sitting there with this big bump on
his head. For some reason, that part really got to me.

Saki: You can�t help
it sometimes showing off a bit of your own habits with other characters *nod nod* To be honest, I haven�t
totally figured out Kyuubi�s plans (though personally
he�s just bored sitting there in his cage while Naruto
mopes)�but I�m slowly getting there! Thank you for the review!

Ayonoi: I�m just happy with people reading my stories- reviewing is just an extra bonus! You�re right in your entire
review�though getting upper hand will be much more subtle in Naruto�s sense. As for Sasuke�as
you can see in this chapter, he�s already started to fall. Mmm�I
don�t listen to Police�but those lyrics are strangely apt.

Tenohikari: *cackles* I�ve given my friends a long speech listen ten million
different reasons exactly why SasuNaru should be a
canon (though it�s too much to hope for). And you�re right� soooo
many possibilities with that Sexy No Jutsu. Thank you
ever so much for reading!

Scottishfae: *gasp* two consecutive reviews�I�m honoured!
I was a bit nervous with the whole Kyuubi thing to be
honest but I�m happy I satisfied everyone with my interpretation. I had this
idea of this devious, grumpy old demon who knows he can�t get out so he has to
make the best of it....whether advising Naruto can be
considered help at all. As for Kakashi not
noticing�somehow I deducted that Kakashi observes the
situation before saying anything (for example, when the demon brothers attack
in the earlier episodes, Kakashi lets them make their
move so he could see who they were targeting) Anyways, I deliberately didn�t
mention anything in the second chapter so I could bring out his suspicion out
in this one. *pokes Kakashi with a pencil*

Ruby Lee: Mmm�dunno
abt the happy ending�but don�t worry it won�t be
fluffy at all. Thank you very much for reading!

TenshiKaitou: *envisions Naruto �riding�* *nosebleed
alert*

DarkSetoKaiba: Ahh�I
understand. Though you know, if you don�t flesh them
out with your own interpretation (that is, the parts you know you�ll never get
in the manga) then the characters will be just �flat.
Like I said, I don�t know how they�re going to act in the future so I�m just
making up my own personalities based on what I see. Anyways, forget about the
whole psycho analysation thing before it blows out of
proportion into a full scale rant.
I read some of the stuff I�ve
written back when I was 12 and just wonder �Oh my god, this is pathetic�. If it
makes you feel any better, this is the first fanfiction
I�ve written in nearly 2 years so I�m quite rusty myself.

Vampiria Zee: Hee hee,
w00t huh. I�m amused. Well you can also take it as Kyuubi
being horny and bored that�s why he�s telling Naruto
what to do. Hrm�Naruto
showing leg�lol�as you see in this chapter, it�s more
like Sasuke being drawn over to Naruto.
Maybe the fox is making Naruto release some sort of phermones or something *chuckle* And
as for the NaruSasu thing�look above! But mind you,
this is going to be a relatively short story in terms of the time period so I�m
not sure yet.

Fuyuki: Hope this satisfies!

Mavi: I am happy you�re satisfied with Kyuubi�s
overall character *beams happily* Thanks tonnes for
reading!

Hitomi No Ryu: Cause
you just know that Naruto isn�t going to bow down to Sasuke without getting something he wants out of it!

Ezj: Thanks for taking the time to read this story and reviewing!

Hyperactivator: I do? *chuckles* why thank you!

MidnightMoon: Well here�s a chapter filled with Sasuke!
Hrm�I also have to give Kyuubi
a face sometime soon *ponders* Thank you!

Rainbird: Naruto does nothing to Sasuke� it�s what Sasuke brings upon
himself *evil grin*

Kenshinjunkieo3: You get the idea *grin* thank you for reviewing!

Rhenoah: Dammit Mr Kishimoto! *holds him at gunpoint* I want you to draw Sasuke and Naruto falling for
each other! *coughs* ahem�yeah, it can be really frustrating a lot of the times
trying to figure out just �how- one must pull this off to make it work properly
without spoiling the characters to the point of puking. Mmm
a nice Gaara you say? You know, when he was a kid, he
was really nice. That scene when he offers ointment to the little girl just
killed me. So it is possible! Thanks for reading!

Dragonkitty: Well�half the time when I was writing the previous chapter, I was
confusing myself endlessly with what I wanted Kyuubi
to say�so Naruto isn�t the only one! *beams*

Ryuukotsusei: Sometimes I write *too* fast for my own liking�wouldn�t want the
quality to decrease you know! When I got your review, I was in the middle of
packing so didn�t have much time to do pretty much anything�but since I
remembered, I�ll go leave you a review soon of what I think. Thank you for
reading this story *grin*

Hogo-chan: hee hee�Kyuubi you rascal old fox�*cackles* I will try to update as
fast as I can in the future, but can�t guarantee it since uni
starts soon *gripe*

Devious Lil Devil: Yes, he will! He will
give him some more stuff than just �advice� *grins evilly* Thanks a lot!

Emily: I do try and give my characters enough background as far as
the situation allows them, unless I want to keep the readers deliberately in
the dark. For Kyuubi, I gave him a personality that
he knows he can�t get out of Naruto or control his
will�so he basically sits back and tries to form a relationship for his own
amusement. With of course, devious plans in mind. But
nah�Kyuubi wouldn�t hurt Naruto�he�s
selfish and doesn�t want to die alongside his host. But please, don�t give me
so much credit for this piece�I hardly think abt how
the plot is going at all! *looks sheepish* Even so, I appreciate you reviewing
my work so much *grin*
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