I Want A Lover I Don't Have To Love
Uchiha Sasuke has it all: Money, Looks, and Popularity. But the one thing he really wants is Uzumaki Naruto: a boy who is seldom known and seldom liked. Can they overcome the barriers that separate them? SasuNaru.
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Prologue: I Just Want To Feel Attractive Today
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Uchiha Sasuke could smell the scent of freshly cut grass wafting through the air as he ascended the steps to his high-school. He combed his fingers through his dark navy hair as he looked around him. Spring was in full swing all across Japan. The sakura trees were fully bloomed and their sweet aroma was filling the air, as the soft sunlight bounced off of everything it could reach. Stuffing his hands in his pockets, Sasuke thought to himself, Spring is an annoying season.
Spring was a season of changes. It was a season of new beginnings and a shining display of the beauty of the world. Of course Uchiha Sasuke hated Spring, it only made logical sense. Sasuke was not a boy of changes, and he was not a boy of appreciation for radiant beauty(so obviously, he was not a big fan of flowers).
Sasuke was a tall boy of sixteen. He had dark blue eyes and dark navy hair, his body was built like an athlete, his skin was pale but it complimented his good-looks… he was the kind of boy that girls drool over, and indeed they did. This amused him. Aside from his roughly dark and mysterious good-looks, he had a dark personality: he knew he was attractive and he showed it. Not only did he know he was attractive, he was completely aware of his financial situation(he knew he was rich) and also aware of his social situation(he was probably the most popular boy in his school…no, he was the most popular boy in his school), and he damn well showed it. Hey, if you've got it, flaunt it, right?
It was a beautiful day, and almost a shame that all of his lectures were inside. He didn't like the idea of Spring, anyway. It was rather bothersome. Girls were running around chaotically, love rising through their veins as uncontrollably as simple breathing, asking their friends to find out if their crushes will ask them to Spring Formal, or even better to go steady. And boys running around, wondering who made the kendo team and what kind of attention they could grab from the nearest human with breasts. It was utterly chaotic and utterly stupid. No, having lectures outside would be a bother. He turned to look around the courtyard when he spotted him.
He was Uzumaki Naruto. He was nothing more than a nobody: he had almost no friends, and those who actually knew him usually paid no attention to him. He didn't matter, and he was fairly cognoscente of this. But there was something so much more to him.
Uchiha Sasuke was fairly embarrassed of his infatuation with Uzumaki Naruto. First and foremost of all, Naruto was a boy. He was a god-damned BOY! How could he have allowed himself to become to attracted to a boy? Nevertheless, and this was the second reason, a boy of no social status who was not as well-off as Sasuke by a long stretch! How? How?
Uzumaki Naruto was a tall blonde boy with crystal clear blue eyes. So maybe he wasn't the most popular boy in school(well, he definitely wasn't the most popular boy in school), and maybe he really didn't have many friends and do much with his life. But he was amazingly attractive. Especially to Uchiha Sasuke. He wasn't quite sure what it was – his demeanor, or his physical appearance – which initially attracted his attention. But something had, and somehow he could not free his mind of thoughts about him.
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His friends were staring at him as he quickly said, "What? What are you staring at?" Uzumaki Naruto blinked quickly, wondering what had happened to make his friend's eyes go so… so vicious all of a sudden. He was sitting at a table on the grounds, reading his class's required reading for that part of the semester (Cyrano de Bergerac), his crystal-clear blue eyes sparkling in the Spring sunlight and his blonde hair radiant.
There was something special about Springtime that Naruto just seemed to love. Maybe it was the scent of the sakura trees that floated about, and maybe it was the refreshing rays of warm sunlight, and just maybe it was the excitement of the season. Although it is regarded as a lover's season, and although he himself currently had no lover, the chaotic rush of hormones caught him so pleasantly off-guard.
One of his friends jabbed him in the ribs quickly. "Royalty is staring at you. What a Prick!"
Naruto turned quickly around on his bench, only to catch the gaze of Uchiha Sasuke. Why the hell would Sasuke, Sasuke of all people, be staring at him? Sasuke was his school's proclaimed royalty! People(namely girls) roll out the red carpet whenever Sasuke is around! He was probably just looking at him because he was comparing lives. Naruto's cheeks flushed. So what, what does it matter if I don't have like 5000 yen in my back pocket for no reason? So what if I'm not rich and popular, he doesn't need to make me feel so…inferior…Why does he always have to make everyone feel so inferior?
That was the thing about Uchiha Sasuke. He walks around like he owns the place, making everyone else just feel like they don't belong. I'll never be rich and I'll never be stunning and grab everyone's attention, but at least I'm not a cocky jerk. He looked back at Sasuke, his cheeks still flushed, only to see Sasuke smile at him.
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"Sasuke, who are you looking at? Are you looking at someone prettier than me? Have you found someone more stunningly attractive than me?" Sakura pouted, forcibly grabbing Sasuke's attention away from Naruto.
Sasuke rolled his eyes. He glanced back at Naruto, who was reading once again, and said slowly, "Sakura, I was not looking at anyone. Must you always think the worst of me?" Damn, she wasn't even his girlfriend! Why did she have to follow him around as if he were her oxygen supply?
The bell rang, and students began to file into the building, laughing with friends and hurriedly finishing homework that was to be handed in. Sasuke glanced over at Uzumaki Naruto again. Why was he so damn interesting? Sasuke tried to shrug off the feeling many times, but somehow it always returned. He supposed if he ever wanted something to happen between the two of them, he should make some sort of move. However, it was hard to just make a move, because no one would accept a gay Sasuke, even if he was rich and handsome. Gay just wasn't going to work. If and when he were to make a move, somehow he would have to do so without making it seem like he wanted Naruto.
And then the perfect opportunity presented itself. Naruto was walking by with his stupid friends, laughing and carrying on, without a care in the world. His friends split to one side, and Naruto was walking up the steps toward Sasuke. Sasuke grinned to himself, and told his friends to take off without him. How well did he really know them anyway, they weren't close friends, they were more like friends he should have to keep his social status at it's peak. Sasuke leaned against the wall. "Uzumaki."
Naruto was somewhat caught off-guard by Sasuke's request. It seemed as if he was contemplating just leaving and walking past Sasuke, but he changed his mind and walked over to him. "Uchiha Sasuke. What do you want?" he replied rather coldly.
Sasuke grinned. "Ouch. That was cold. I was just wondering if you would help me with my math after school." What a retarded question! Not only was Sasuke amazingly attractive, popular, and mind numbingly rich, he was smart. And not just regular smart, he was actually intelligent. And Naruto was fully aware of that.
"Help you with math? What kind of a moron do you think I am? What do you really want, Sasuke?" Naruto asked, glaring angrily. Obviously, he did not appreciate Sasuke wasting his time.
The navy-haired boy snorted. "No, I actually need help. I think I know what I'm doing, but I'm just not sure. I want help." That was actually a pretty lame cover story. Why the hell should Naruto believe that? No, he wasn't a moron, and yes, he was smarter than Sasuke, but he knew that Sasuke was smart enough to know what he was doing and that he shouldn't need help(after all, he could just buy the answers – and the killer part was that he could use his looks or his over-abundance of money).
Or maybe he didn't. "Alright. I'll help you. Meet me outside of the library after-school." Naruto went to walk away, and looked back at Sasuke. "I don't know why you really want to meet me, and I know you don't need help with your math. I'm just curious as to what you want with me." And with that being said, Naruto trudged down the hall and to his first class of the day. Sasuke smiled to himself. Maybe he would get Naruto, and maybe he wouldn't. He'd just have to see how it ended up after school.
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Naruto kept his promise and waited outside the doors of the Library for Sasuke to show up. He hadn't been able to come up with a plausible explanation as to why Sasuke wanted to meet him, but he guessed it didn't much matter. He was going to meet him and that was that. His friends had ridiculed him, but Naruto didn't care. Somehow, it was a little bit exciting to be meeting with Sasuke.
There were millions of reasons floating around in his head, but none of them seemed to fit. Sasuke wants a new friend. Sasuke really needs help. Sasuke wants advice. Sasuke wants to beat you up. All the ideas had kept Naruto jittery for the whole damn day, and he just wanted it to be over already.
The abandoned hallway was suddenly filled with the sounds of moving feet. Nobody stayed after school at the library, and Naruto figured it was Sasuke. Finally he would find out why Sasuke had asked to meet him.
Sasuke appeared before Naruto, coming closer towards him each second and never stopping. He looked surprisingly softer than normal. Sasuke had a way of carrying himself as if he were better than everyone else, as if he were the only person who mattered. Now, he looked as if he were sharing the room with Naruto, sharing part of his glory and importance with lowly Naruto. "Sasuke, I…" Naruto started.
Sasuke grabbed Naruto by the shoulders and pushed him up against the wall, looking him deeply in the eyes. What the hell is going on? Naruto thought, his mind numbly searching for explanations as Sasuke pushed himself closer onto his body, pressing his soft lips against Naruto's own and kissing him roughly.
All Naruto could focus on was the kiss. Uchiha Sasuke was standing there kissing him, no joke. Naruto could tell. This wasn't some stupid, let's-get-Naruto-caught-kissing-a-boy scheme. This was the real thing. Not only that, this was his first kiss, and it was with a boy. Forget that it was with a boy, it was with UCHIHA SASUKE! Uchiha Sasuke was standing there trying to shove his tongue into my mouth; Uchiha Sasuke is making out with me!
Sasuke pressed his body closer to Naruto, their jeans pressed firmly against one another and Sasuke's hands tracing up and down Naruto's hips. He slowly nibbled at Naruto's bottom lip, begging access to Naruto's mouth. Slowly Sasuke let his tongue wander in to Naruto's mouth, searching and playing with Naruto's tongue as Naruto attempted to play back. Sasuke could have died, Naruto was playing back.
Slowly he pulled back, satisfied, as the blonde panted confusedly. Sasuke took a step back and ran his fingers through Naruto's hair, giving him a mysterious smile. All that Naruto managed to say was, "Why?"
Sasuke smiled. "Uzumaki, I'm attracted to you and I don't know why. But I knew I had to do this. You're probably thinking that I'm pulling something over on you, and how could I possibly care about anyone else in the world but myself, ne?" Naruto looked at his feet and Sasuke grinned deeper. "Naruto-kun, I don't know why I feel the way I do about you, but something… something about you just… attracts me in ways I never knew possible."
Naruto looked up at him. "I swear to god, if you're pulling something over on me…" He blushed and looked away. "I never really thought about you as anything more than a rich boy, Sasuke, and I can't lie to you, I don't trust you."
Sasuke stroked Naruto's cheek tenderly. "I realize that. But…it's not good enough."
Naruto blushed despite his brain commanding him to stop. He knew it was wrong to be with Sasuke. He was Sasuke after all, how true could he be? But somehow his heart was guiding him in a different direction. "I'll give you a chance, Sasuke. Only one. And if you hurt me, never again."
Sasuke drew near and kissed Naruto's neck. "I only need one chance."
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So, okay, that was a fairly long prologue. I hope I didn't bore you to death. Please review and tell me what you thought, but try not to hurt my feelings too bad because this is my first Naruto story… I'd just like to take this time to say, the rating will make sense in later chapters. And thanks for reading. Dengon Mitsukai…