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Written by –Kristine X3-.

What is Ours

Tape 1

His skin was soft to my touch, our bare skins sensually rubbing against one another. He laid underneath me, my hands rubbing along his naked arms, down his chest until reaching his navel. I sighed into his body, letting me face press against his slim yet defined chest. When I looked at his face, it always reminded me of just how beautiful Sasuke was. There was something very feminine yet distinctively manly about his face, perhaps the vivid combination of a chiseled jaw line and soft and full lashes. Eh, it didn't really matter to me.

Why? Because away from the rest of the world and all its entirety was me and Sasuke, alone together in my one bedroom apartment hidden from the rest of society. Where here, we shared our secret smiles and chaste kisses, not worrying about image or appearance or when the next war was coming. Where here, our bodies mingled between the soft white sheets and bright orange pillows. But most of all, it was here where Sasuke's mask was finally let down, even if only for a second. I loved his laugh, the rich sound that was slightly rusty, not really a laugh, but something of a snort and chuckle. Where he would fall into my arms and we would lay there, not seen by anybody.

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"What? You can't be serious, Tsunade-obbachan!" I yelled in disbelief. A camera? In the middle of my bedroom? "That's a total invasion of privacy!"

She looked annoyed at my outburst during what was supposed to be a serious meeting. But I really didn't give a fuck at that moment, no not at all. First off, I knew it'd totally ruin me and Sasuke's sanctuary, and secondly, Sasuke was not going to go for it.

"Naruto," came Shikamaru drawled voice, "shut up and sit down will ya?" There really was no animosity in his voice, just a lot of annoyance. He probably wasn't happy with this idea either, though a slightly part of me knew Ino would love the constant attention of a video recorder watching her every move.

"This doesn't even make sense though," I said continuing with my (in my opinion), well deserved rant. "What does setting up a video recorder have anything to do with a shinobi's stamina?" I really was confused. It wasn't like the two had any connection to each other, right?

"Brat. Of course it does," Tsunade began, "we've noticed a decline in our ninja's stamina levels the last few years, and we're investigating the cause of it. We want to have some of our top shinobi's be recorded to chart their daily lives and eliminate any causes that have absolutely no effect on the Shinobi while pinpointing what does. For example, chores, extreme workouts," to which she eyed Lee sitting in the corner, "…or even their sex lives." At that mention, everyone in the room, including mine, had choked on whatever saliva we had in our mouth.

"What?" most screamed in unison, although some chose the more silent brooding method such as Shino and Neji, though people of Kiba's sort were bouncing out of their chairs. It was clear that none of us felt really comfortable about this. I could say with confidence, however, that I was most uncomfortable. Sure it would record our sex lives, but I was the only one with another male, a guy. It wasn't as if I had a problem with being with Sasuke…no, I was downright overjoyed about it. We didn't really hide it from anyone either, although we didn't necessarily make a big show out of it. It was just something between us that really didn't affect our outside lives. Contrary to what most people think, our love isn't based off a physical attraction to one another, though I'm not saying it isn't there. (It's actually quite large if I may say so myself) It wasn't as if we were sexing each other all over the place! But…it was special and something private between Sasuke and me. As much as I am an exhibitionist, my sex life was something I preferred to keep out of the spot life, thank you very much. Besides, Sasuke was…is camera-shy…hugely.

"Settle down!" came some random peacekeepers voice. Tsunade, on the other hand, sat their patiently. She probably expected this anyways.

"Like hell!" Kiba shouted, clearly angry at the mentioned violation of his and Hinata's privacy. Surprisingly, I was still too baffled to think. "Why just us, anyways? Where are all the other Shinobi, the fucktards who'd be so stupid to agree to this anyways!"

"We chose the Shinobi who we felt would be the best candidates to monitor. Most of which whom are part of your generation. And since many of you, excluding a few, are in relationships, we figured we'd be able to monitor them as well," Shizune, Tsunade's partner-in-crime said. It was evident that she was trying to appease the crowd, but it wasn't working.

Finally, Tsunade stepped in. "Quiet!" The whole room fell silent. "Look, I understand this is an invasion of privacy, but it's what we must do in order to secure the safety of the village." Yeah, right. "This isn't a choice, it's an order," she said, eyeing the room firmly. "The recording monitors will be sent to your apartments in due time. There will be a list on instructions inside the package explaining how and where to set-up the equipment. As you leave to the door on your right, you will pick up the sheet explaining the details of the mission. Everyone is excused, and no complaints will be accepted." She leaned back in her chair, and the meeting was over.

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Upon exciting the doors, white paper firmly between the fingers, I heard Shino say, "It is fine by me. I have nothing to hide." This made me think. So a few old people and Tsunade-obbachan would see me a Sasuke having sex or kissing…it wasn't like I cared, right? Right? I didn't have anything to hide, did I?

"Oi, Naruto, looks like we won't be getting any missions during this month, huh?" Shikamaru said, standing next to me looking lazy and slightly aggravated, unlit cigarette poised between loose lips.

"Really?" I exclaimed, surprised. "Why not?!"

"Duh," Kiba interrupted, "it's 'cus those old bastards want to watch us all the time. The damn camera has to be on all the time too. It says so on the paper," Kiba said, motioning to the sheet between our hands.

Deciding this was probably a good time to look at the paper, I skimmed through the contents. "So we have to turn in the tape at the end of 30 days. Sounds easy enough, I guess. Arg!! I don't want to do this!"

"Maa, I don't think anyone does. I guess nobody's gonna be having sex for a while." Confused, I jerked my head to the side.

"Why not?" Both Kiba and Shikamaru looked at me. "…What?"

"Dude, nobody wants to have sex in front of a camera. It's just weird," Kiba explained, though I still tried to believe that there was nothing wrong with it.

"Besides," Shikamaru interjected, "I doubt Sasuke's gonna go for it. He doesn't really seem like the public type."

I shrugged, honestly unsure what to say. What would Sasuke say anyways? "I guess we don't really have a choice. I mean, it's not like it's gonna be in his apartment anyways. They probably knew Sasuke wouldn't follow through. He's just like that." Kiba laughed and Shikamaru just smiled. I retuned the smile and laugh, but inside, I was in chaos.

When I got home, the package was there dutifully waiting for me. It was large, which made me think that it would be intruding. But when I opened it, I found that it actually was quite a small and simple device, with most of the space taken up by dozens and dozens of tapes. I remembered reading about how I was to return home every night to be recorded during my sleep and eating times, which kicked my idea of staying at Sasuke's house out. Picking up the list of instructions, I read over it carefully.

Place camera in bedroom, lens directly facing the bed and far back enough as to see both ends of said bed. Be sure that camera is at the same plane as the bed, so not to be higher or lower causing change of views.

This basically meant, or at least how it registered with my small brain-capacity, that the camera lens had to be facing my bed directly to the side and at the same height level as the top of my mattress. Easy enough.

In addition, the second camera must be placed at a 45 degree angle to your kitchen and dining area. This may or may not include a view of the living room.

It did for me.

When light above lens turns red, you must switch the tape within 24 hours because this means that the tape is almost completely full. When switching tape, press the eject button next to the power button on the side. This will open the tape compartment, and then you must simply exchange tape. To organize the tapes, please label the days the tape was used. IE: Day 4-6.

OK, switch tape when light turns red. Got it.

In order for the video recorder to work for 24 hours over a 30 day period, camera must be plugged in during the duration of this test. Any extra electricity bills caused by this will be paid for my council.

Sweet! I could probably get the council to pay most of my electricity bill then. Maybe this wasn't so bad after all.

During times of inactivity, you may press the "Dim" button located next to the eject button on the side. This will cause the "Dim" feature to start and will dim or darken all images until the "Dim" button is pressed again. This feature can be turned on and off when watching the master tape.

OK, so when nothing was happening, I can dim the images that the camera sees to save electricity. That's fine. What it meant about turning this feature on and off on the master tape was beyond me. Maybe it meant that when watching the actual tape, there's some button on the TV or something that will take the darken images back to their normal state. I dunno.

That was the end of the instructions. Better get started, I though, and began setting up.

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Sasuke arrived at my apartment not too soon after the sun set when I had just finished eating another bowl of my favorite instant ramen. Of course, he spotted the cameras immediately. Nothing got past the Uchiha's eyes, nothing. Not even my nervousness.

"…Naruto," he started, my name ending in the sound of a question. "What's with the camera?"

"Heh…hahaha, well you see Sasuke, there are actually two." He gave me a raised eyebrow prompting me to tell more. "Uh, first, you want something to eat," I said, trying to stall time by making me way to the open kitchen counter. Sasuke laid down his…very sharp…and very shiny Katana on my counter. I gulped. "...How, how was the mission?" I asked, fumbling with the knife which nearly cut my finger instead of the tomato.

"It was fine," he said without commitment. "Easy to be exact. I think the standards for an A-class mission are falling." That's easy for him to say, I thought vindictively, thinking about how many 21 year olds got to go on A-class missions if they weren't ranked "GENIUS"…that or had an ancient demon monster inside of him. Eh.

"Here," I said, shoving the plate of sliced tomatoes at him. I then wiped my hands on a nearby towel and made my way to sit by him. "Are they good?" I asked as he took a bite. He nodded, then shrugging off his black scarf wrapped around his neck. "Was the Snow Country cold?" I guess that was a stupid question to ask, but cut me some slack. I wasn't exactly thinking at the moment.

"No, it was perfectly warm and sunny. Yes, it was cold." I laughed. It was only during the rare times when Sasuke cracked somewhat of a joke. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders, hugging him from the side. I nuzzled into his neck, breathing in his scent, which wasn't strong, but distinctive and slightly ancient and musky.

"I missed you…" I whispered.

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I pushed Sasuke further along the bed, barely realizing we had left the bedroom door ajar. Actually, I could barely realize anything except that his t-shirt was in the way. I straddled his hips as he moved beneath me, leaning up to kiss me. His hands fumbled with the buckle of my belt, causing him to give it an impatient tug. He growled characteristically.

"You had to wear a belt, idiot," he said without malice, actually somewhat playful which only excited me more. I grinded against him, using skillful hands to lift his shirt which was already riding up, giving me a nice view of pale white skin. I pushed him down onto the bed, breaking out kiss. I let out a few aroused breaths before diving down to begin working on his neck. The edges of his hair tickled my checks and nose as I continued to make paths down and around his nape.

Sasuke let out a pleased groan, something he would never do in public, no matter how aroused he was. It never showed. But only because we were hidden did he take down his guard.

Too bad we weren't hidden any longer.

In the midst of my foreplay, Sasuke turned his head to the side, probably to give me better access to his favorite right ear. I eagerly took the bait. The room was dimly lit only by the moonlight which peaked through the semi-shut blinds. But it was enough for Sasuke to see.

"Naruto…" he whispered between silent moans.

"…Wh…at?" I panted, my mouth already below his collar bone, my personal favorite spot. Suddenly, Sasuke pushed me away ever so slightly with a hand to my chest. His hair was astray, twirling around his neck and vaguelyflushed cheeks, eyes clouded yet alert. With his head still turned towards the side, he lifted a limp hand and pointed towards the other side of the room, which mostly was hidden by the darkness.

"…Is that what you were going to tell me?"

His eyes were staring straight at the lens, protruding out of the shadows.

Comments?: Erm, I had this idea when I was shopping at Kohls last night and decided to write it for fun. There's really no plans or anything, so the story is bound to go through many changes. The only vague idea I've got are random scenes pieced together that I thought of while shopping.

This story is just for fun. I haven't even edited it or anything. I might not even continue it…actually; I'll probably abandon the story after a few chapters, knowing me.

Meh, whatever. It's probably not even good. Just written for fun.

-Kristine X3-

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