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Idle Hands	By : Lechan Category: Naruto AU/AR > General Views: 1266 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A.N. Hey, here’s a one shot that just wont leave me. Hope its worth your
time.

Disclaimer: If I owned it, I wouldn’t need Fanficion. But
since I do…..

Idle Hands

            It was
official. Kiba was making it all up. There was no way that he, Naruto Uzumaki,
could possibly be gay. Naruto shook his head and adjusted the strap of his
shoulder bag and scuffed the orange toe of his sneaker into the sidewalk.
            So what if
he’d gotten drunk at the last party and made out with Neji. The guy had hair
longer than Ino’s, and was almost as feminine as Sakura. Hell, the only one who
can even come close to matching Neji in the metro-sexual category was Sasuke,
and Naruto had been best friends with the Uchiha for four years, hell they’d
been rivals for ten, and he’d never had the urge to throw him down and play
tonsil-hockey.
            Sure they’d
shared that accidental kiss in middle school, and sure he’d found himself
watching Sasuke’s ass once and wondering if it was tight enough to turn coal
into diamonds, but that proved
absolutely nothing. Yet, Kiba was convinced that Naruto was deluding himself
into thinking he wanted the fair Sakura when he truly batted for the other
team.
Kiba was delusional.
            At least,
Naruto thought he was. After the confrontation after the party, Naruto had
found himself noticing things around him and questioning the little things.
Like why he didn’t get turned on when the soccer team—himself included—raided
the girl’s locker room, and why he got all uppity when some freshman or
football player draped themselves over Sasuke. Girl’s did it all the time, and
Naruto just laughed at him, but when the guys did it—though he knew that Sasuke
could and would break their arm—his stomach knotted and not in the disgusted
way.
            Which was
why he found himself walking over to Sasuke’s house after practice. He’d
threatened Kiba with death and ran him off, so that left one person he knew
that could help him. Sasuke had admitted to being homosexual several years back
at one of Kiba’s bashes—the only party the dark teen had ever been to, and with
good reason—which ended in Sasuke doing a strip tease on the coffee table.
Apparently he’d been annoyed with all the female attention, and after a few
drinks, and then the dance, he’d yelled at Ino for grabbing his butt and
proclaimed his stand point, followed quickly by his addmition that he could
probably give better blow jobs than any girl alive. He’d then promptly passed
out.
Somehow, that only made him more popular with the girls.
            “Only
Sasuke….” Naruto shook his head as the quiet house came into view. The cream
colored siding blended with the others on the street, and it was easy to forget
that the two heirs to the Uchiha Corporation lived there, but then again, after
the accident that had meant to take Sasuke as well as his parents, that was
probably Itachi’s goal.
Naruto knew that Sasuke’s older
brother and current guardian was currently away on business for the week, so
grabbed the spare key from the hanging plant and let himself in. He’d been
doing it for years, and Itachi stopped complaining long ago.
            The house
was mostly quiet but he could hear the echo of running water and the beat of
music from upstairs. Naruto removed his shoes—having learned the first time how
important carpet was after the maid chased him around with the vacuum when he
was twelve—and made his way up the stairs.
            If anyone
could answer his questions, it would be Sasuke. Sure the jackass would call him
some names and probably smirk and make his life hell, but Naruto would get
conclusions, and anonymity.
            As he hit
the landing the music became clearer and Naruto lifted a golden brow at the
blaring pop music.
            What the
hell…I know he’s gay, but I know Sasuke has better taste than that… Naruto
smiled walking over to Sasuke’s bedroom door, the only one that had any
decoration—A poster of Stewey from Family Guy that Naruto had bought for his
thirteenth birthday stating; Because I like you, when I rule the world your
death shall be quick and painless—and pushed it open.
            The driving
beat of the music was loud and obnoxious and Naruto snorted when he recognized
the song as well as the artist. If this isn’t on the radio he has no excuse.
Naruto grinned, already plotting the years of torment.
Gay or not, no man listened to Pink while showering.
            “Hey,
Sasuke what are you—“ Naruto’s sentence and mocking laugh died in his throat,
jaw dropped, mouth suddenly dry as his bag hit the floor with hardly a sound.
            Sasuke had
chosen to leave his bathroom door open. It would have been fine if he’d drawn
the curtain but he hadn’t. Nope, instead Naruto had a clear view of Sasuke’s
profile, his hands threaded through damp hair that glistened with water and
clung to damp skin. Water ran in rivulets over the slender contours of the
perfect physique, clinging to slim hips curling around tight buttocks and
muscled thighs. The hair on Sasuke’s body was surprisingly light considering
its color and Naruto almost wondered if Sasuke shaved is legs for a moment.
            Now he’d
seen Sasuke shower before, and yes he’d admitted that the other looked good,
and even effeminate, but watching the Uchiha standing shoulder width apart
rolling his hips, shoulders, and bending slightly in the knees as he danced to
the music blasting from the stereo was a whole new experience.
            He wanted
to laugh, god did he want to say that the view was amusing and slightly
disturbing, but it really wasn’t, and Naruto couldn’t force a laugh out no
matter how hard he tried. He was simply frozen.
            Naruto
couldn’t breath, eyes locked on those hips, those pale, rolling hips that at
the moment look so very inviting, moved just like a girls, only as he’d boasted
before with his mouth skills, the tight rotations seemed almost better. More
controlled.
            His pants
felt a little too tight as fingers trailed down from the hair, flinging water
droplets and causing a few strands to rise back up into Sasuke’s usual
hair-style before the water pressure pushed it back down. His shoulder rolled
as the finger trailed over his collarbone, down his chest, across his toned
stomach, trailed through coarse pubic hair, cupped his hip as he rolled into
the motion, knees bending so he could smooth over his thigh before he arched
his back, gracefully rising to his feet and swooping above him only for those
fingers to curl into wet ebony and fist, pulling clinging bangs away from thin
cheeks.
            Naruto
groaned low at the satisfied smirk on pale lips and the beads of water that
clung to dark lashes as Sasuke continued to dance with his eyes closed under
the spray, lips parting to mouth along—or sing, he couldn’t tell with the music
as loud as it was—with the song. Naruto’s belly was burning his entire body
sensitized by the erotic sight his best friend made.
            He’d missed
the strip tease at Kiba’s party, having a game the next morning, and suddenly
wished he hadn’t. Fuck, no wonder his preferences meant shit, Sasuke was
Aphrodite trapped in a male body on exstasy.
            Naruto’s
fingers itched to touch that skin he knew was soft from wrestling with the boy,
and his body ached to press close, to bite that perfect skin and mark it as his
own, to hold those hips and feel each movement and to be so close to that tight
little diamond making butt-hole.
            Naruto
swallowed thickly, his knees quaking as one hand shifted to press against his
painful erection in his pants. Damn he’d never been so hard in his life, as
Sasuke made the panting noses with the beat, pushing his hair up like a girl
but somehow more dangerous as he rolled and bucked.
            Naruto
tried to focus on those lips reading the words that formed there as well as
hearing them, and at some corner of his mind he realized why Sasuke would
listen to the song, it was so very him, but at the moment the words only burned
him to the core, and Naruto pressed and rubbed at him self slightly to ease the
pain of his heart beating in his dick as the chorus came in and Sasuke lifted
his hands above his head, letting ink curtain his face as wrists locked like he
was chained and he dipped to the beat.

I’m not here for your entertainment!
You don’t really wanna mess with me tonight.
Just stop and take a second…
I was fine before you walked into my life!
‘Cause you know its over,
Before it
began.
Keep your drink just give me the money!
Just you and your hand tonight!

            Naruto
shuddered as the words continued, and he watched Sasuke twist beneath the water
like a tempting sin, realizing just what the others saw—what they missed out on
seeing—in the raven-haired teen all because they hounded him. Naruto tried
recalling a time that Sasuke had ever gone clubbing with the group, realizing
that the other rarely went, and if he did he never danced, because of the
unwanted attention.
            Suddenly
Naruto was angry and pleased at the fact. He’d missed out on seeing this but so
had everyone else. Sasuke’s hands ran down his stomach and slid over his sides
and Naruto reached out to grab the door jam when his body pulsed and trembled,
heat coiling tightly in his loins. He let out a needy pant when Sasuke threw
his head back, exposing the long column of his neck, slender and graceful,
corded with muscle, his Adam’s apple a small shadow on the skin.
            He pulled
his hair back, smirking as he mouthed the spoken word break in the music, head
tilting to the side, and lowering under the spray, and Naruto fisted his other
hand to keep from reaching out, just as black eyes filled with mirth, sensual
teasing, and fire opened and locked on his.
            Shock
registered as the chorus blasted through the room and Sasuke straightened, a
pretty flush on his cheeks and Naruto felt his insides coil tighter still, eyes
focused on those lips as a dark brow raised and the lips formed the one word he
was dying to hear from them.
            “Dobe?”
            His body
seized up, the heat snapping back and then his knees turned to jelly sending
him to his ass. Naruto breathed heavily eyes glazed barely registering as
Sasuke jumped from the shower, hitting the stereo off as he grabbed a towel and
knelt before him.
            “Hey,
Naruto? You all right? Dobe…”
            Slowly, as
though crawling through thick mud, Naruto resurfaced, and looked up into
Sasuke’s confused and concerned eyes.
            “You hit
your head?”
            Naruto felt
as though he’d been slugged in the gut as heat instantly flooded his cheeks at
the familiar sticky feel in his shorts. I… I just blew a load… watching…
watching…
            “..ah…
ah…hah…” Naruto couldn’t form a single thought much less a word to say to his
best friend whom he’d just thourally mind and eye raped, feeling guilt and
embarrassment consume his fifteen-year-old mind.
            “Naruto?”
Sasuke set a hand on his shoulder and Naruto shuddered violently from the sound
of the voice, his name, and the damp touch. Sasuke’s eyebrows drew down and he
studied Naruto a moment before they suddenly dilated after resting on his lap.
            Naruto
gasped, looking down to see his hand still pressed to his—now wet—crotch, and
darkened at the pale hand that touched his own. Oh, fuck, he’s going to kill
me! Jerking his eyes up, Naruto opened his mouth to start apologizing but
nearly swallowed his tongue at the teasing smirk and intense eyes that locked
with his own.
He knew.
The god damned bastard knew!
            “Naruto,”
His name was practically purred and it made Naruto shiver even as he felt
the urge to pound the smug bastard’s face in. “What are you doing here, dobe?”
Naruto didn’t answer.
            In a move
that surprised both of them Naruto leaped to his feet and bolted from the room,
down the stairs and out the door leaving his shoes and bag exactly where they
were. Fuck, shit, damn, piss, cock-sucking, mother-fucker…Naruto ran
through every curse he knew as he pushed himself faster and harder down the sidewalk
toward his house.
            He wouldn’t
stop until he was safe in his room, and god willing he wouldn’t have to see
Sasuke until after he’d managed to lobotomize himself, because now he just knew
that if he ever heard that fucking song again, he’d get a hard on. “DAMN IT!”

It was official.

A.N. Okay, so here it is my fun story, any way the song
belongs to Pink, titled: U + Ur Hand, and I lay no claim to it. But please
review.
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Idle Hands

A.N. Hey, here’s a one shot that just wont leave me. Hope its worth yourtime.

Idle Hands

A.N. Hey, here’s a one shot that just wont leave me. Hope its worth your
time.