Author's note: Just a bit of Sasuke torment. Gotta love it. And just a note, this is not a follow-up to Chasing Naruto.
Disclaimer: Naruto doesn't belong to me.
God hated him.
Sasuke was positive of it. Rubbing his chin, he dodged an incoming blow from his would-be "rival" by rolling to the side and leapt to his feet. Sasuke managed to snag the blonde's next punch, using his momentum to push the shorter eighteen-year-old forward, but the damn dobe managed to bring his leg up into Sasuke's blind spot and nail him in the hip.
Hissing, Sasuke spun away from him. That's how many now? Four hits to two? Gritting his teeth, he ignored the smirk on Naruto's face and formed the tiger seal. Every time we spar, he gets just a little better. I'm starting to lose more often than I win, dammit.
Naruto laughed at him, flipping backwards out of range as Sasuke unleashed a fire attack.
"What's the matter, Sasuke-chan? Getting slow?" Fox-grinning at the frustrated genius, Naruto lifted a fist. "Or am I just getting that much better than you?"
"Keep talking, dobe," he ground out. Hands flying through seals, he rushed at Naruto. I'll catch him with my new locking jutsu. If I can pin him, I can lock his body in place and...
Unbidden, images of the blonde pinned beneath him and staring up at him with those damn blue eyes began to dance through Sasuke's head. Shaking his head, Sasuke tried to return his mind to the task at hand. Goddamn it, man, FOCUS!
His hesitation cost him everything. Naruto had already been rushing towards him with blue chakra wrapped about his hands, and in the half-second it took Sasuke to retrieve his wandering mind, the blonde slammed first his right open hand into Sasuke's right shoulder, then switched to clap his left against Sasuke's left. Grunting, Sasuke found himself spun around and brought heavily to the ground. Naruto immediately sat on top of Sasuke's hips, hooked his feet around Sasuke's thighs, and grabbed the pale boy's shoulders, forcing them to the ground.
Naruto grinned down at Sasuke. "Heh. Pinned ya."
Scowling, Sasuke tried to fight Naruto's grip, but he found himself very firmly attached to the ground. He wouldn't be able to get the boy off based on brute strength alone (Naruto definitely had him topped there), and there weren't any other plausible solutions to remove the boy...
...Who was currently sitting on a very...tender region...
...Yup. God hated Sasuke. Verrrrrry much.
Forcing a blush from his cheeks, Sasuke rolled his head to the side and stared blankly at the grass, and the trees in the distance, and my, was that a patch of dirt over there? How interesting.
Anything to keep his mind off the blonde sitting atop him.
A deep chuckle brought Sasuke's gaze back. Sasuke imagined he could actually count each and every one of Naruto's teeth as the grinning boy leaned closer.
"Say it, Sasuke. You know you want to..." he coaxed, singing the last sentence. Still fighting his blush, Sasuke simply scowled.
...God, it would be so easy to grab those hips and—
NO. No, no, and more no. Squeezing his eyes shut, Sasuke bit the inside of his cheek. Please, I'm begging you, no fantasies. Not now, not when he's sitting...not when I can't hide it from him...
"Saaaay iiiiiit." Naruto's voice danced around Sasuke's ears, and he could almost imagine that he could feel the boy's breath whisper against his cheek. "I'm not moving 'til you dooooo."
Letting out a barely contained growl, Sasuke snapped his eyes open and glared up at Naruto. "Get off me."
The boy stuck his tongue out at him, ignorant of the way Sasuke's eyes zeroed in on the appendage. "Not until you say it, Uchiha."
"Get. Off." In a minute or two, Sasuke was going to have a big problem on his hands, and he'd REALLY rather not have Naruto sitting on top of him when it happened. "NOW."
The blonde just gave him a satisfied smirk.
Sasuke engaged in a glaring contest for about thirty seconds before sighing. "All RIGHT, already." A humiliated and embarrassed blush on his cheeks, Sasuke turned his head to the side. Dammit, I hate to do it, but...I'm running out of options. Scowling, he ground out the song they'd pre-agreed on.
"Naruto can kick my ass, doo dah, doo dah..."
"What was that? I don't think I can hear you, Sasuke-chan." Grinning cheekily, he ignored the venomous glares he was receiving from the boy beneath him. "Try singing from the heart."
I'll kill him. I'll detach his head, roll it in horse manure, and feed it to a crocodile!
"He can kick it all day long, oh, doo dah day."
"There's a good boy." Releasing Sasuke, Naruto stood and moved a good distance back. He wasn't dumb enough to stay within striking range after that. Folding his arms over his broadened chest, he watched Sasuke pick himself off the ground and begin slapping at his clothes, muttering curses and other things under his breath that Naruto probably didn't want to hear.
"So, now what? Do you want to spar again, or call it a day?"
Pausing in his curses, Sasuke glared at Naruto. He was sorely tempted to call for a rematch, but his attention had already been drifting all over the place today. As much as he hated to admit it, if he tried to take Naruto on again today, he'd only lose.
"We're done," he grumbled.
"Cool. Want to catch dinner?"
Sasuke stilled, glancing over at Naruto. The blonde was looking at him expectantly, seemingly unaware of how unusual his request was. The two of them weren't always at each other's throats anymore, but neither were they close...spending an evening together was NOT a normal occurrence.
And yet, there it was. The way Naruto had asked, it seemed like the most natural thing in the world to go eat dinner together.
...Could it mean...? Shaking himself mentally, Sasuke pasted a smirk onto his face to cover his surprise.
"Yeah, sure. Just so long as it isn't ramen."
Naruto snorted. "Hey, I won today. If I say it's ramen," he stuck his tongue out at Sasuke, "then ramen it is."
Sasuke rolled his eyes, but he didn't comment. His loss was humiliating enough without asking for it to be rubbed in. As they walked towards the blonde's favorite ramen stand, Sasuke's gaze kept sliding towards his companion. He seemed to be in a good mood about something...and it didn't feel like it was his victory over Sasuke that had brought it on. What was it, then? And why did Naruto ask Sasuke to come with him?
Finding himself in yet another battle with an oncoming blush, Sasuke discreetly eyed the shorter boy. Over the years, Naruto had developed into an undeniably attractive male. Some of his overly obnoxious attitude had been replaced along the way with an unsophisticated charm...though he was oblivious to it. A cheeky smile thrown just the right way had caused many girls their age to melt, especially when combined with an inherent sexuality that just seemed to radiate from the boy.
Where the hell had it come from?
It was almost as if puberty had decided to give Naruto a belated birthday present, or a peace offering to smooth over its delayed arrival. Now, every casual pose or smirk or glance seemed to have an underlying meaning to it, even though the boy creating them didn't have a clue. His growing fan base was still loath to admit their attraction to him, since he was Naruto, after all, but they were gaining momentum nonetheless.
He supposed that Naruto's obliviousness was partly due to his being accustomed to getting stares for one reason or another; he just hadn't picked up on the change in attitude yet.
Unfortunately, the blonde's sudden growth in that area did nothing to make Sasuke's life any easier.
Every time they sparred together, every time they were stuck out on missions together or lost in some godforsaken land, Sasuke was forced to notice him. He had to admire the blonde's toned form, the slightly wild hint to his nature, and those damned blue eyes for HOURS on end...
...And the worst part was, it was getting harder and harder to keep those thoughts to himself.
He was positive that Naruto didn't suspect anything, but the chances of Sasuke accidentally giving himself away were always increasing. Frowning, the pale boy stuffed his hands into his pockets and glanced away. He'd really have to work on that...
"Oi, Sasuke. Earth to Sasuke!"
The boy blinked as he suddenly spied Naruto's hand waving before his face. Turning, he stared blankly at Naruto's amused face.
"What planet were you just on? You were about to walk right past Ichiraku's." Lifting a finger, he pointed at the ramen stand right next to them. "See?"
Sasuke blinked at the stand for a moment before grumbling under his breath and following Naruto under the hanging flaps. He folded his arms on the table and glared at them while Naruto cheerfully ordered them some miso pork ramen. Dammit, why can't I focus today? It's never been this bad before.
"So, spill. What's gotten into you today, Sasuke?"
Lifting his head, Sasuke furrowed his eyebrows. "What are you talking about?"
Naruto shrugged. "You seemed really out of it today. Your attention span is even shorter than mine."
Sasuke snorted. "If that were true, I'd be truly worried."
"Hey! Don't give me that attitude." Naruto made a face at him, then smiled brightly as their food was placed in front of them. Slurping down a few noodles, he continued. "It's not like you to be so spacey. I'm...curious."
Sasuke snuck a glance at him for that, his attention seemingly on his own food. Curious? Or worried? Deciding to ignore the question, he picked up a few noodles and pondered them.
"What about you? You seemed to be in an abnormally good mood today," he asked in a flat, almost bored tone. With that, he placed the noodles in his mouth. Ok, the question is out, and it didn't sound like I'm too interested in the answer. Doing good so far.
Naruto swallowed a large mouthful and grinned. "Of course I'm in a good mood! I beat the crap out of you today, I got close to topping Ero-sennin yesterday, and on top of it all..." Naruto leaned forward, conspiratorially.
"I think Sakura-chan is finally starting to notice me!"
Sasuke froze, his chopsticks in midair. "She...is?"
Naruto nodded happily, his grin threatening to crack his cheeks in two. "It's about time, but yeah! She's starting to give me those looks she was always sending you." Turning back to his food, he gave Sasuke a sly look. "It's about time she figured out which of us is really the better man."
Sasuke gave him a dry look, but his stomach had turned cold. If Sakura really is starting to like Naruto...then that means...the two of them might...
Appetite gone, Sasuke put his chopsticks down and stared down at his half-empty bowl. The two of them might...
"Sasuke?" Naruto paused to lift his bowl and gulp down the remainder of his order. Setting it down with a sigh, he glanced at Sasuke's bowl. "You're not going to finish that?"
Sasuke shook his head slightly, pushing the bowl towards the blonde. "I'm...not that hungry right now."
"Not...hungry?" Naruto stared at Sasuke like he'd grown another head. "What's that supposed to mean?"
Sasuke threw him an irritated look. "It means I don't feel like stuffing ramen down my throat, alright?"
Naruto frowned at him, reaching out to snag the boy's bowl. "Whatever. More for me." Working on inhaling the "new" bowl, he glared at Sasuke. "Sheesh, what got stuck in your ass this time?"
Sasuke slammed a fist down on the countertop before he could stop himself.
"It's...nothing." Taking a deep breath, he ran a hand through his hair. "I'm just...not feeling like myself lately."
Naruto stared warily at him. "Something you want to share?"
A thick silence settled between them (well, ignoring the sounds of ramen being actively inhaled). Looking away, Sasuke rose to his feet.
"I'm going home."
With that, he began to walk out of the stand, but a hand on his arm stopped him. Glancing back, he took in Naruto's surprisingly serious expression.
"Sasuke...you know..." He hesitated. "If you have a problem, you can talk to me about it."
Even if the problem is you? "I don't have a problem."
The look in his eyes told him that Naruto hadn't bought that one. "Well then, if one comes up," he continued dryly, but his face cleared as he spoke. "I just wanted you to know that you can come talk to me."
Sasuke couldn't help it; he stared. Naruto was looking at him with real concern in his blue eyes, and his grip on Sasuke's arm was strong, reassuring. Deep within his chest, Sasuke's heart gave a sharp thump.
Blushing slightly, he turned away. "I'll...remember that."
Naruto nodded, releasing Sasuke's arm. The taller boy felt a momentary pang of disappointment at the loss of contact, but he viciously trampled it to the ground. Uncertain of the emotions suddenly spinning about inside him, Sasuke began to walk off.
"Oi! See you tomorrow, Sasuke."
Sasuke didn't turn around, his blush increasing slightly. "Aa." Lifting a hand briefly, he stalked off into the darkening streets.
As he walked, the image (complete with remembered sensation) of Naruto straddling him went on a rampage within his mind. Several alternate endings popped up with the memory, causing Sasuke to lift a hand and pinch the bridge of his nose to fight off yet another blush.
It's going to be a loooong night.
Head bowed, Sasuke allowed his thoughts to take a turn before he embarrassed himself in public. Could Naruto be right? Does Sakura really have feelings for him now? His heart twisted at the thought of those two holding hands, smiling sappy smiles, and leaning in for a...
Heaving a big sigh, Sasuke tipped his head up at the star-studded sky. I guess there isn't much I can do about it. And besides, if Naruto's hung up on her... Frowning sadly, he returned his gaze to the ground. ...How can I expect him to ever feel anything for me...?
Flinching slightly, he turned to see Sakura barreling down on him, a bright smile on her face.
"I didn't expect to run into you!" She stopped before him, giving him a coy smile. "How was your day?"
Sasuke narrowed his eyes slightly, processing whether or not he should bother to respond. On the one hand, he really didn't feel like talking to her—or acknowledging her existence, for that part—but on the other...
"Yes?" She perked up, thrilled by the fact that he'd actually said her name. It was rare that he addressed any girl, even if Sakura had been his teammate for years.
"Do you...like Naruto?" Why do I feel like a louse for asking?
"Naruto?" Her eyebrows shot up. "I...well..." Blushing lightly, she looked away. "I mean, he's gotten cute over the years, but..."
Dredging up her courage, she turned her gaze on him. Sasuke took an involuntary step back. I don't want to hear this. I really don't.
"You're...Sasuke-kun, you're the only—"
"Ja." Sasuke spun on his heel, walking away before the stunned girl could finish her sentence. Stress lines appeared on his forehead. Great. Just great. Way to go, genius, now not only do you know that Naruto's feeling encouraged by Sakura, but that she still doesn't return his interest. Now what do you do?
Sasuke scowled. Even though his heart felt lighter, knowing that nothing would come out of Naruto and Sakura's supposed "attraction"—his face skewed up at that—now he had to wonder if he should do something. Should he tell Naruto to give it up—And come to ME for once...no, he'd have a heart attack if I said that—or should he just keep quiet about it, knowing Naruto would get shot down again?
Squaring his shoulders, Sasuke glared into the darkness. It's not my problem. If Naruto wants to ask her out, it's his own fault. He should've given up on her a long time ago anyway.
Somehow, as he opened up the door to his empty house, that train of thought didn't make him feel much better.
"C'mon, Sasuke," Naruto whispered in a husky voice. "Say it for me."
The pale Uchiha smirked, running his hands up the blonde's thighs. "No." He shuddered as Naruto bent down, ran the tip of his tongue along Sasuke's jaw line, and then traced it along the shell of Sasuke's ear.
Swallowing, Sasuke's hands slid further up to clasp Naruto's hips, pulling them down against him. He nearly moaned at the feel of Naruto's ass against his erection.
"You'll...have to make me."
Naruto chuckled against his ear. "I think I can manage that." With that, he started gently raking his teeth over the Uchiha's skin, moving his hands from the boy's shoulders to dance across his chest. His slightly sharp nails raked against Sasuke's skin through the dark blue shirt, increasing their pressure when Sasuke hissed in a breath.
Sasuke glared at him through heavy-lidded eyes. "No."
In response, Naruto suddenly rocked his hips forward, grinding himself against Sasuke's groin. This time, Sasuke didn't bother to hold back the moan.
"Say it. Or I'll get off."
Sasuke's hands clutched at the boy's hips. "You wouldn't dare."
Naruto smirked, his face hovering inches above Sasuke's. "Wanna try me?" He rocked his hips again.
"God yes." He blinked as Naruto suddenly pushed at him. "I mean no!"
The smirk still in place, Naruto moved closer, his lips hovering only a breath away. "Then say it."
Eyes zeroed in on those lips, Sasuke let out a shuddering breath.
"Naruto can screw my ass, doo dah, doo dah..."
Naruto chuckled, the vibration carrying through to Sasuke's body. "Good boy."
Closing his eyes, Sasuke leaned forward to close the distance between them...
EEE! EEE! EEE! EEE!
Startled, Sasuke sat straight up in bed. He blinked blearily at the light in his room. My...room? Then...
With a groan, he turned to shut his alarm off. Sixth dream about Naruto in a row. Marvelous. Frowning, he glowered at the bright red digital display on the clock. And it always ends during the good part, too...
Grumbling under his breath, Sasuke started to climb out of bed. He headed straight to the bathroom in what was becoming a morning ritual. For the last six mornings in a row, and several before that, it was wake up, get up, think about Naruto and jerk off. It was embarrassing, but there wasn't much he could do about it. Especially since yesterday's stimulation hadn't helped things any...
Sighing, Sasuke turned on the shower, ducked his head under the spray and began to take care of his "problem." With luck, he wouldn't run into Naruto this morning; the last thing he needed to see was the guy he'd just jerked off over. Even he would have trouble in THAT situation.
As he dressed, Sasuke had to ponder these troublesome feelings that kept conquering him whenever he was around the boy. It wasn't as if he'd never had a crush before, or that he'd never been attracted to anyone before—even if the occurrences were few and far between—but this constant obsession was becoming...worrying.
Frowning, he decided not to delve into that just now. He wasn't one for much self-evaluation unless it involved his brother, and emotions were...messy. Especially given the likely possibility that they wouldn't be returned if exposed. It would probably be best if he just ignored them, ignored the way he felt whenever he was around Naruto, ignored the boy himself...
...Yeah. It'll be easy. Just ignore your attraction to him, and it'll be like it never happened.