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A contract with a bastard!	By : bellabambina24 Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Naruto/Sasuke Views: 2146 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction based on Masashi Kishimoto's Naruto. I do not make any profit/money from writing it.

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Update: I removed the lemon scene. If you would like to see the unedited chapter, it's found on livejournal. The link is on my profile.

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Chapter 6, "What bored puppies do!"

Basically, Sasuke hated anyone and everyone who slept over at his place. He hated guests, and for that reason he did not have a guest room. Meaning that the only options he had was making the sick Naruto sleep on the couch, sleep on the couch himself, or sleep next to Naruto. To much of his displeasure, he went with the later option. Unlike most people, the flaxen was very full of life during his sleep. If you would combine that with the fact that he had a high fever and you would have Sasuke with a blue eye. In fact, the night before Sasuke debated getting into of Naruto while sleeping just to keep him restrained. Yet, he shrugged the idea off for obvious reasons.

Sasuke sat silently reading the newspaper. Call him old fashioned, but he always preferred hardcopies over online news websites. He snapped his head up when he heard a shriek.

Naruto was still half asleep when he decided he was thirsty. He got of bed, eye still shut tightly. He bumped into every single object on his way out, and shrieked loudly.

"What are you doing, idiot?" Sasuke asked when he saw Naruto heading for the Settee opposite to him.

The blond didn't reply. He just tumbled over the handle falling face first into the soft material. Simply, he continued to sleep, butt positioned over the handle elevating it in the air.

Sasuke was speechless. Did the blond just sleep walk? Shrug that, the bubbly ass was so tempting!

The raven walked over and sat on the coffee table just infront of the Settee.

"Naruto," he whispered trying to confirm that the other was in slumber.

The blond flexed, and wiggled his ass in an unconscious response. If Uchihas were capable of having nose bleeds, Sasuke would have had one. However, he just continued to stare at the delicious buns laid infront of him.

I wonder how it will feel to squeeze it- No no! He is sleeping. That would be just wrong.

Sasuke peeked at Naruto's face. Still sleeping. One touch.He reached his hand out, and poked one finger into the bubbly ass. He watched the flesh dip under his touch, and then the dimple would disappear with a pop after he would remove his finger. Tempting.He started to fool around, poking here and there.

He glanced at Naruto's sleeping face again. The blond was making a strange expression, forcing Sasuke to smile unwillingly. Then, he redirected his attention to the rear. He cupped it, and felt Naruto twitch in pain.

Sasuke didn't allow himself appropriate time to think about what he was doing, but he slowly started pulling the boxers down Naruto's thighs. He looked up, and started kneading the bruised skin gently. His cane left a few bruises. He grimaced in guilt; the canning was probably brutal if the marks were still there a week after.

Sorry.

He bent towards the tanned bottom, and planted a supple kiss against the spongy flesh of one cheek. Then he planted another over the other one thinking that it would be jealous of the other cheek if he didn't.

He peeked at Naruto's face, and noticed a smile.

XXXXXXXX

Naruto stretched his back feeling his body hurt from his uncomfortable sleeping position. He glanced at Sasuke who was on his laptop.

"Come here," Sasuke ordered.

Naruto complied, "You should say good morning first, bastard."

"Its good after noon now," the raven pressed his hand over the tanned forehead. "I think your fever is much better."

"Great-" Naruto's stomach interrupted him growling. He smiled sheepishly at the raven. "Can I still eat lunch here today?"

"Well, I don't have another option, do I? You are not fully recovered-"

"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!"

A few minutes later, Sasuke sat ogling at Naruto. How did I ever agree to order pizza!

"Enjoy it since I am not ordering any junk food for you again," he stated.

"What are you talking about? This is not junk food," the hungry blond continued to take big bites of the slice he had in hand.

"It's pizza."

"It's pizza from a 7 star restaurant!" Naruto explained plainly as if Sasuke was an idiot for not getting it.

"So? It's still greasy-"

"You know; this pizza might be more expensive, but I prefer pizza hut!"

Sasuke raised an eyebrow. "Tastes better?"

"Nah!" Naruto sniffled, "It is just that this pizza seems a little bit stuck-up!"

Sasuke raised another eyebrow at the weird man infront of him, "How so?"

"Well, it tastes delicious, but it makes you feel like you need to eat it with a fork and knife."

The raven couldn't muster an Uchiha glare, instead he started to laugh. He is impossible!

"And that's a bad thing how?"

"You don't believe me because you are just like this pizza!"

The Uchiha coughed attempting to veil his smile. "I am a pizza?"

"Like thispizza!"

"So I taste good?" He teased.

"I didn't say that!" Naruto both blushed and pouted.

"Then?"

"You are a stuck up!" He raised his voice, and then lowered it when he continued. "Nice- sometimes- but you make me feel I need to change to fit in. Like… eat pizza with a fork and knife."

The pale boy gazed at him reflecting on what the other said. "And you are like mango."

"What?" Naruto tossed his hand in question, flinging a piece of olives over Sasuke's shirt. "Sorry about that." He blushed guiltily.

Sasuke sighed rubbing the stain out of the expensive fabric with a table cloth, "Always messy, and you get your mess all over anyone who tries to eat you! And you can never be eaten with a fork and knife!"

"Are you hitting on me, Uchiha? Cause it sounds like you want to make a mes-"

"In your dreams, Uzumaki!" Sasuke said childishly as he tossed the olive back at Naruto lightheartedly. Then he laughed some more.

Why is he the only person who makes me laugh?

Naruto was alone. Completely and utterly alone in the most luxurious suite he had ever been in. Sasuke had gone to work earlier leaving him in the vacant place. However, it wasn't before he had instructed Naruto not to touch anything. Naruto offered to pick up after himself as a way to repay the raven, but he just received a glare in response. Plus, he was called a butterfingered idiot who should let the room service personnel work for their wages.

Great! Now, I have nothing to do!The blond grimaced.

He spent two hours trying to write to no avail, and then spent a tedious five minutes babysitting Sasuke's pet rock. Who gets a pet rock anyway!He patted the rock mocking Sasuke, as the high definition screen flashed all sorts of lights. That led Naruto to watch TV for one more hour.

The Uzumaki was a people's person. He liked to be around others; therefore he wasn't comfortable in silence. He sighed from dullness again. Suddenly, like a bored puppy, he decided to misbehave.

In a matter of seconds, he was ruffling with Sasuke's belongings. He knew it was wide of the mark, but he wasn't finding anything interesting anyway. That was until he tripped in the closet. When he was stumbling, he tried to balance himself holding the bar the clothes hanged from. However, he missed, and ended up pressing against the wall. Shockingly, he heard a click, and then the wood snapped open gently.

I think I found his safe!

Although Naruto wasn't planning to steal anything, he was curious to see what kind of stuff Sasuke had in there; jewelry, diamonds may be? Perhaps he would come across his contract.

Naruto opened the secret door completely, and his jaw dropped. He quickly slammed it close again. He panted eyes wide open. No! no! no!He gathered his courage, and then opened it again. Then he closed it, heaved it open yet again, and then closed it once more.

He slammed his head against the newly found door a few times trying to shake the anxiety out of his head. He heaved a deep sigh readying himself to open the door again.

You can do it!

Naruto opened the door as faster than someone trying to take a bandage off without delaying the pain. He entered the room noticing the lights turn on automatically as soon as the door opens.

The tanned man adjusted the light dimmer to his side in an attempt to ease the intimidating out of the room fruitlessly. He gulped, and marched towards the opposite wall. On that wall, all sorts of BDSM gadgets were suspended. Some of which the blond recognized, some the blond didn't make out what they were for, and some he just hoped they weren't used the way he though they did.

So he did get off spanking me after all! That perverted bastard!

He hesitated before touching one of the various BDSM toys, and inspecting it up close. It was a tire tread slapper with a silver metal handle. He shivered as he traced the rubber with his hand, feeling his neglected member come to life. He wavered at first, but ended up slapping himself once on the butt with the slapper.

"Aw!" Naruto bit his lip in pain.

The blond retained the toy to its place, and continued to look around. Soon, his eyes fell on a leather collar. Out of inquisitiveness, he held it up to his neck, and checked himself up in a mirror located near one of the corners.

He bit his lip imagining how the leather would feel against his skin. Slowly, he turned around taking in the scene. Cuffs, collars, bondage restraints, harnesses, hoods, blindfolds, leashes, gags and muzzles, whips and paddles, variety of nipple clamps, sex machines, a spanking horse, and some more Naruto didn't know the names for filled the room.

Sasuke wasn't vanilla at all, unlike what Naruto originally thought. The blond was starting to regret uncovering this dungeon.

XXXXXX

Naruto walked out of the closet occupied with the bulge in his pants. When he finally raised his head up, he noticed the room service boy staring at him in silence.

Naruto squeaked, "W-w-w-w…a- w- what are you doing here?"

"The door hanger stated that the room needed to be cleaned," the boy stated.

"Oh! Okay!" The blond nodded and started walking away hoping the other didn't have any more questions. Suddenly, he paused.

Isn't this guy…

"Hey! You're not room service, you are the elevator boy!" I remember you, you little slut. You were the one who came out of Sasuke's room with messy clothes on my first day of the job!

"I work with room service now."

"Oh yeah!" Naruto snapped. For some reason, he felt anger rise inside of him. His checks were getting redder and hotter with rage. "What kind of service do you provide?"

The boy gulped, "I clean rooms, change sheets-"

"And how many times exactly did you 'change sheets' in this room?"

"I don't know what you mean, sir. But I really have to do my job-"

"T-this room is clean enough. We don't need you changing the sheets here!"

The anxious boy looked around noticing the messy room. "Mr. Uchiha doesn't like the mess. Plus, I will be fired for disobeying the instructions-"

"Mr. Uchiha likes it messy! My mess!"

A moment of silence followed. Naruto didn't have a dirty mind, but the tent in his pants was giving his words a double meaning. I didn't mean it this way…

"Sir…"

"Yes?"

"If you don't want me cleaning the room, please call the front desk to confirm-"

"Girls!"

"Excuse me?"

"I don't want a guy cleaning this room. I want a woman to clean this room…?" Naruto heaved a sigh recognizing how silly he sounded. Fuck, he sounded like an overly jealous girlfriend.

"But this room is under my-"

"Woman!" Naruto squealed loudly, and then covered his mouth. He didn't know if it was the anxiety of uncovering Sasuke's little secret, his hard on, or his jealously that was making him overly jumpy.

"I will go call someone else!" The boy darted out of the room.

XXXXXXX

Sasuke peeked at Ino from behind the covers. Damn, that girl wasn't nearly as fun as Naruto!

He walked back to his computer. Slowly, he sighed in to his email account. A new email in his account read;

[FP New Story]: Story: The bastard's closet.

He clicked the link noticing that it was an author update from fiction press, and he had only subscribed to Naruto's channel. Slowly, he skimmed the text until his eyes landing on something interesting.

XXX The bastard's closet XXX (Censored)

"Sora on my chair, now!" Masao pointed at his chair behind the desk. Sora obeyed. He laid his head back, and waited for Masao. The flipside of the chair was lowered so that Sora's back was about 130 degrees. The bottom of the chair was adjusted by a handle so that it was also tilted back, so that Sora's pelvis was more exposed. Each leg was lifted over one handle of the chair and tied once at the thigh and once at the ankle, as well as the hands.

"Open your mouth boy!"

Sora parted his lips and accepted the cigarette in.

XXX The bastard's closet XXX End quote XXX

Sasuke raised an eyebrow.

- To be continued -

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A contract with a bastard!