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Everyone Else is Doing IT -ch8

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Everyone Else is Doing IT
(part 8)
SasuNaru

Naruto and Sasuke bond unconventionally over XXX Yaoi fanfiction. Neji turns out to have an interesting talent or two. Gaara is Gaara. Psychotic and unpredictable, with a penchant for black.

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Sasuke was in hell. Or somewhere very nearly like it.

Every one of his stalkers seemed to be clogging the immediate area, gawking and drooling at him. It was disgusting and pathetic. There must’ve been some stalker network set up. Otherwise he failed to see how they could amass so quickly. It was only a 15 minute walk to Ichiraku’s.

Gratefully, he ducked inside the restaurant, pleased with the thought that they couldn’t all follow them in here. They grabbed a table.

“You’re enjoying this,” Sasuke hissed. “Aren’t you?”

“Immensely.” Naruto grinned.

Sasuke frowned and crossed his hands over his bare chest.

“You should thank me, bastard.”

“What for?” Sasuke was indignant.

“If it was just retribution, I’d have made you go in just your boxers, like I had to.”

“Hn. Why didn’t you?”

Weeeeell,” Naruto drawled. “I figured you had more rabid fans than me, and in greater quantity and I was right. That could’ve gotten WAY out of hand. They might have ripped you apart, fighting over you, and trampled me to death on the way over.”

Sasuke shuddered.

Naruto grinned at his discomfort. “How’s it feel to let everyone see you half naked, Saaa-suuu-ke?” He said in a sing song voice. He was quite enjoying himself teasing the dark haired boy. Sasuke scowled and flushed at the same time... It was rather cute. He also, he reluctantly admitted, found himself staring at Sasuke’s bared chest and shoulders. A lot. So far, his friend/rival hadn’t seemed to have noticed.  

Naruto’s gaze swept up Sasuke’s body, lingering on his pale throat, and the smooth curve of his jaw. From there, it was easy to travel to enticingly sensual lips. Biteable lips. Naruto felt his body flush at the thought. He slid his gaze upward to find midnight eyes regarding him. His heart skipped a beat in his chest. He recognized that look. It was the one Sasuke’s face had held not so long before, when they’d skirted this thing that was growing between them.

Ever since that day at his apartment, where Sasuke had kissed him to shut him up, he’d been thinking. Dreaming. Wanting. It was curious. He hadn’t thought of the other boy like that until that moment – when the world tilted on its axis, and that addictive feeling pulsed through his veins.

They ate their ramen quickly. Sasuke wishing to end this as fast as possible; Naruto finding the strangers’ constant ogling of the dark haired boy to be irritating him.

Naruto, usually oblivious to such things, actually didn’t miss the envious death glares he was getting as people assumed he was with his bare-chested, aggravated, but incredibly hot friend.  He laughed to himself, thinking of the rumors that were likely to fly. Suddenly, he did a double take at his own thoughts. Wait, wait, wait – did I just describe Sasuke as HOT?

Naruto slipped a peek at his friend as they walked to the liquor store. Sasuke was stalking next to him, his inky black hair swaying in time to his purposeful strides. He was all contrasts, his equally dark eyes and hair making his smooth skin look almost white. His face was beautiful, all curves and sensuality yet set in such harsh lines that it tried to repel you with the sheer force of his disinterest. The effect was startling, and appealing.

Sasuke’s scowl was deeper than usual, in direct proportion to his state of undress as if he was trying to arm himself with an unapproachable air. He practically radiated ‘don’t-come-near-me’. Naruto snickered to himself, and wondered if he should tell him it wasn’t working. The fans were following in a daze, staring fixedly as if they might pounce any moment, and damn the consequences.  

Naruto couldn’t really blame them. Uchiha Sasuke and ‘sexy’ went hand in hand. Why wouldn’t they want to jump him? Why wouldn’t he want to jump him?

Naruto ruffled a hand through his spiky blonde hair, deep in thought. He had surprised himself many times today when it came to his friend/rival. He had been flirting dangerously earlier, but he couldn’t seem to help it. And Sasuke had seemed… encouraging of it. Not only that – he’d purposely done things as if he was desperately trying to break the iciness that had been between them. Challenging Naruto to keep that unease and distance between them. Naruto had tried valiantly to remain unaffected, but then those dark eyes were watching him so intently, and he felt all his self-righteous anger sputter and fail.

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Sasuke had to wait outside – the liquor store merchant was upholding the whole ‘no shirt, no shoes, no service’ jargon, and wouldn’t even allow him to set foot inside. He’d been kicked out, which was endlessly amusing to Naruto, seeing as he couldn’t stop laughing.

“Che,” he scoffed. God, he couldn’t WAIT to get back into the sanctity of his own house. First thing he was going to do is find a shirt. Then he’d kill Naruto for putting him through this. Yeah, he thought, as a tidal surge of drooling fangirls was ebbing and surging closer, That sounds like a plan.

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The sanctity of his house had been breeched.

Sasuke looked at Naruto, aghast. “NO. Absolutely not!” He’d allowed Naruto to force alcohol upon him, two shots of something vile, and really strong, chased with coke and a slice of lime, while the blonde took relaxed sips from a rum and coke which had to taste infinitely better.

“Come on, Sasuke, you promised,” he sang, waving a small, bottle at him.

“No.”

“Every time you tell me no, you have to drink.”

“Says who?” Sasuke said stubbornly.

“Says ME, and you agreed to that, so do it.”

Sasuke glared, but took the shot when it was poured. He downed it with a grimace.

“Ok, now give me your hand,” Naruto said, waggling his fingertips impatiently. Sasuke looked indignant. Naruto felt a grin stretch across his face. “Hey – I never said you wouldn’t still have to do it.” Tormenting Sasuke was so much fun.

Sasuke wobbled slightly on the bar stool as Naruto took his hand. That 151º was powerful stuff.

Naruto blithely uncapped the bottle and started painting a nail, grinning hugely at Sasuke’s look of disgust.

“Oh, come on, it’s not so bad,” he laughed. “At least it’s black.”

Sasuke’s eye twitched. “It sparkles.”

Naruto snickered. “Shimmers,” he corrected. “Sparkles are bigger.”

“Like I have any reason to know that?”

Naruto shrugged, his eyes alight with mirth. “Might come in handy.”

“Like hell.”

Naruto happily painted all of Sasuke’s nails, while the dark-haired boy glared daggers at his head.

“There! All done. Now you just have to let it dry.” Naruto demonstrated by splaying his fingers.

Sasuke sighed. “How long does that take?”

Naruto scratched his head. “Dunno. Maybe like twenty minutes or something?”

“What am I supposed to do without my hands for that long?” he demanded.

Naruto gave him a foxy grin. “Read fanfics?” he suggested.

“Dobe,” he muttered darkly.


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Sasuke gave in after 5 minutes of doing absolutely nothing. How did anyone stand this nail polish stuff? It was so annoying!

He sat next to Naruto as the blonde took over his computer. He prayed Naruto wouldn’t go through his ‘favorites’ list, as he had several incriminating sites marked there. He breathed a sigh of relief as Naruto googled the fanfiction site they’d last looked at together.

“Hmmm. I don’t see some of these pairings, Sasuke…” Naruto mused as he looked through couples pages. “You and Kiba for instance. You’ve never even spoken to him before, have you?”

“Can’t say that I have.”

“What about Shikamaru?”

“I’ve spoken to him, yes. I don’t know where they get the fuel to inspire this shit though.”

“Hmmm.”

“What, am I supposed to understand the way they think? How could I? They put me with Itachi. ITACHI. There is no way I can comprehend the minds that create that garbage.”

“I dunno, they seem to go with the brother-complex thing. Sorta works.”

Sasuke looked at Naruto as if he had suddenly sprouted horns from his head. “You READ those??” He looked betrayed.

“I read one or two, after you’d mentioned they were out there.”

Sasuke started to grab his head with his hands.

“Don’t!” Naruto shouted, grabbing him by the wrists. “They might still be wet!”

Sasuke muttered something ungraceful under his breath, pulling his hands out of Naruto’s.

“Oooo, what’s this?” Naruto piped up in a way that sent warning bells off in Sasuke’s head.

He turned back to the screen to find Naruto looking at his favorites list, heading straight for the fan fiction section. Nooooo, he groaned internally. Naruto instinctively honed in on the worst of it.

Naruto looked him over with an appraising look. “SasuNaru, huh, Sasuke? You surprise me.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Sasuke said curtly.

“You don’t remember ‘Winds of Change’, rated M for mature?”

Sasuke shook his head.

“Or, ‘The Beast Within’, rated X, with a list of warnings on it a mile long?”

Sasuke set his jaw and shook his head stubbornly.

Naruto smirked, dropping his voice, “Not even ‘Years of Yearning’? No? I think you’d remember that one… ”

Sasuke winced as Naruto read out the summary.

“’Sasuke has an eye for a certain blonde haired ninja. He denies it to himself for years, until finally, his obsession takes over, blinding him to reason. He kidnaps Naruto, binding him to his will, and his bed, forcing him to surrender everything. Can these twisted bonds form love, or will lust and submission rule out everything?’ ” Naruto whistled. “This one rates XXX.”

“Nope.” Sasuke clung to his denial. He knew Naruto knew he knew that he was lying through his teeth, but he just couldn’t own up.

“So,” Naruto prodded him, leaning towards him with amusement and something else in his voice. Leaning VERY close. “You don’t remember taking me hostage and ravishing me repeatedly against my will?”

Sasuke shook his head, and tried to remember how to breathe.

Naruto’s voice was flowing like silk, smooth and sure. He had no business sounding like that. It made Sasuke’s face flush, his heart trip-hammering in his chest.

“You’re blushing, Uchiha.” The blonde teased. “What am I supposed to make of that, hmm?” Naruto trailed a hand up his chest, causing the muscles to clench beneath the touch.

Sasuke blamed the alcohol for his lack of coherent thought.

“Maybe you should read it to me.”

Sasuke’s eyes snapped open. He hadn’t realized they’d closed. He stared at the blonde vixen, and shook his head. There was no way he was reading that fic aloud to anyone. Ever. Especially not to Naruto. Especially not when this heavy atmosphere kept enclosing upon them like persistent fog. Especially not when he was drunk. Even though that story was really good. It was too good… not something to be shared in the company of others.

“No?” Naruto queried. “What did I tell you about saying no?” The blonde’s breathy voice was doing things to him… His pulse was racing, and it seemed to be pumping blood to areas that were wholly unnecessary for coherent thought.

Don’t let yourself be dragged under, Sasuke, he told himself desperately. You’re drunk, you’re totally misreading the situation, and you’re about to act on impulses that will surely lose you your friendship with Naruto.

“I’m taking a shower,” he announced.

“No, you aren’t.” Naruto’s blue gaze was determined, but Sasuke wasn’t sure why.

“Do I look like I need your permission?” He tried to use his usual arrogant tone, but it came out too soft.

“Yes,” Naruto said firmly, and kissed him.

Sasuke felt the room spin around him, threatening to knock him to the floor. The only stability was Naruto’s mouth against his. Naruto’s tongue teased the seam of his lips, seeking entrance. He unwittingly gave in. His entire body flushed with heat as his mouth was entered, and the ache behind his navel intensified drastically. His felt his arms wrapping around the blonde, pulling him closer.

A cell ring tone blazed through the tension in the air.

Naruto cursed, and fumbled his phone out of his pocket with shaking hands. Kiba. Right now he hated Kiba. He growled. Sasuke had jumped up almost immediately. Retreating quickly to where? He could only guess. Perhaps to take that shower he’d mentioned What, Kiba?” he snarled.

“Hey, what’s your problem, man?” Kiba drawled.

“NOTHING. You just have the shittiest timing in the world, and I hate you.”

“Oh, is that all,” he said nonplussed.

“I can add to that, if you want?”

“Naw, I’m good. Listen, I heard something really odd today.”

“Yeah?” Naruto said sullenly, not really caring. He was still pissed.

“Yeah. Heard you were pal’ing around with a half-naked Uchiha. Any truth to the rumor mill?”

“Half-naked? He just wasn’t wearing a shirt.”

“Is there something you wanna tell me?”

“Not really,” Naruto said snarkily. Why did people always assume stuff? Not that it wasn’t true, but still – it was annoying. “Besides, there’s a long story behind it and I don’t feel like getting into it.”

“Fair enough.”

“Talk to you later, Kiba.” Naruto hung up with out waiting for an answer. “Arrrgh!” he hissed. He’d had Sasuke right where he wanted him, he’d even got to initiate a kiss which was even more mind-blowing than the last one. He’d literally FELT Sasuke’s icy exterior melting, giving him a tantalizing glimpse of passion he hadn’t known the stoic boy was even capable of. And then, to have it all wrecked so easily! It was maddening.

Naruto hoped that when Sasuke returned, they wouldn’t be back to square one. He hoped, but he knew it was unlikely.

Naruto fidgeted, pent up frustration and boredom at Sasuke’s absence seething through his body. How long of a shower was he going to take??  

He decided to get ready for bed, since the rest of the night was likely to be a bust. He wandered until he found a bathroom, foraged under the sink to find a new, unopened toothbrush, and stared blandly at his reflection as he used it to scrub toothpaste and foam across his pearly whites.

He looked at himself, unimpressed, wondering if Sasuke just wasn’t interested. But no – he definitely acted like he was. And if Kiba hadn’t interrupted, he was SURE that something would’ve happened. Right before the asshole called, Sasuke had pulled him closer, his mouth becoming demanding, taking control. Naruto felt his legs turn to jello just thinking about it. Something amazing had been about to happen.

Naruto washed his face with cold water, trying to quiet the hot flush on his cheeks, and his racing heart. He wanted something to happen. No denials now. He’d been wanting something to happen since Sasuke had randomly kissed him to shut him up. And who kissed someone to shut them up, anyway? That was unconventional, wasn’t it?

Naruto shuffled back to Sasuke’s room. He supposed they’d be going to sleep as soon as the dark haired boy returned. He shed his shirt and pants, leaving him in his boxers. They said ‘FOXY’ and were liberally sprinkled with hearts and bright orange cartoon fox heads. He grinned when he thought of the look Sasuke would likely bestow upon them, and felt pleased that he’d picked them to wear this morning.

Naruto tossed himself into the computer chair and swiveled around. He needed to kill some time. He minimized the fic pages, not wanting to add fuel to the fire, and opened up aim. He stared at the news splash page, wondering if a shirtless Uchiha would be prime material for journalism at its finest. He didn’t see anything, but then it had only happened today. Heh. Maybe tomorrow. It’d be really rich if they caught the wave of swooning admirers on film in the background as Sasuke scowled mightily.

Naruto stared at his buddy list. Kiba was away, not that he’d talk to the ass anyway. Shikamaru was hardly ever on. Sakura was on… he wrinkled his nose. She’d likely interrogate him, and he just didn’t feel like it. Well, he could always chitchat with his stalker, he supposed.

<Ramenluvr>: hi

The stalker had seemed less daunting after Naruto started engaging him in conversation. He had thought that might be the case, which is why he did it in the first place. Though the guy still freaked him out sometimes. Naruto shrugged. He still felt a little buzzed from his rum and cokes, so he didn’t much care.

<fateHASu>: Hello

Naruto waited for the stalker to say something, like he usually did, but he was uncharacteristically silent.

<Ramenluvr>: …
<fateHASu>: Something on your mind?
<Ramenluvr>: er. no.
<Ramenluvr>: something on yours?
<fateHASu>: …
<fateHASu>: Perhaps.

Naruto scratched his head, not sure what to say.

<Ramenluvr>: um… wanna talk about it?
<fateHASu>: Ha. Why would you care what was on *my* mind?

Naruto tried to think of a good answer for that. He didn’t really have one, but he was a bit bothered by the change in the guy. Something must be heavy on his mind.

<fateHASu>: Anyway, it doesn’t matter.
<Ramenluvr>: yes it does.
<fateHASu>: Oh?

Wow. That sounded sarcastic. Kind of like how Sasuke was able to portray stuff like that online. Must be a talent or something.

<Ramenluvr>: well, so what if you are um… stalking me or whatever. you’re still a person with feelings and stuff…
<fateHASu>: You are oddly compassionate. It’s something I always liked about you. Your friends are very lucky.
<Ramenluvr>: ha. they wouldn’t say so. i think they just tolerate me.
<fateHASu>: *sigh*  He doesn’t deserve you.
<Ramenluvr>: huh?
<fateHASu>: … Uchiha
<Ramenluvr>: er, we’re just friends
<fateHASu>: Forgive me if I find that had to believe.
<Ramenluvr>: hey now- why would you think we’re more than friends?
<fateHASu>: Intuition… perhaps…
<Ramenluvr>: i thought you didn’t know me?
<fateHASu>: Of course I know you. Just not as well as I’d like.
<Ramenluvr>: oh
<fateHASu>: But I did see you today. I was wondering about the circumstances behind Uchiha’s attire.
<Ramenluvr>: oh. that.
<fateHASu>: Indeed.
<Ramenluvr>: well, you remember when you saw me um… kinda running around town in my boxers…? i mean, i know you saw that, you even said so
<fateHASu>: Yes.
<Ramenluvr>: well, that was sasuke’s fault. i’d stayed over, and i sorta pissed him off and he locked me outside. so anyway, that was a complete bastardly thing to do, so I stopped talking to him
<Ramenluvr>: then today i had to deliver a message for the hokage and he totally begged for forgiveness. so, i decided to get back at him by making him endure a little of the same
<fateHASu>: I see. And he agreed to this?
<Ramenluvr>: haha yeah. but he was NOT happy about it
<fateHASu>: … I personally do not like him… but it does seem like he cares about your friendship rather a lot if he was willing to go through that for you. Though it galls me to admit this…
<Ramenluvr>: how come you sound so sad?
<fateHASu>: You really have no idea….Naruto…
<Ramenluvr>: er, no?
<fateHASu>: Let’s just leave it at that then .
<Ramenluvr>: no.
<fateHASu>:What do you mean, no?
<Ramenluvr>: you’re acting all depressed, and it’s depressing me.
<fateHASu>: …
<Ramenluvr>: i’ve come to count on you for certain things
<fateHASu>: ??? Such as?
<Ramenluvr>: like… we talk, and it’s kinda fun, and then you go and say something creepy, and i flip out, and then we kinda laugh over it.
<fateHASu>: You amaze me. Truly.
<Ramenluvr>: so how about it? hit on me a little, cheer yourself up
<fateHASu>: *sigh*
<Ramenluvr>: come on, you know you want to
<fateHASu>: You’re twisting my arm, here…
<Ramenluvr>: (waiting)
<fateHASu>: Vixen.
<Ramenluvr>: *smirks*
<fateHASu>: What are you wearing?
<Ramenluvr>: nothing I could go out in
<fateHASu>: Oh? And here I thought you were just leading me on…
<Ramenluvr>: i’m just full of surprises
<fateHASu>: And where are you, hmm? I have a feeling you aren’t at home.
<Ramenluvr>: a feeling? is that your way of saying you already staked out my apartment only to find me mysteriously absent?
<fateHASu>: Hahaha. Something like that.
<Ramenluvr>: see, now that’s creepy.
<fateHASu>: Enjoy it.
<Ramenluvr>: well, it’s better than you being so mopey
<fateHASu>: I do not mope.
<Ramenluvr>: suuure
<fateHASu>: I brood. And I was having a damn fine time of it before you wrenched my mind from it.
<Ramenluvr>: LOL i know a couple people who do that
<fateHASu>: Oh?
<Ramenluvr>: yep. sasuke, and neji. they are kind of similar when you think about it
<fateHASu>: You know Neji?
<Ramenluvr>: Yeah, we're kind of friends now.
<fateHASu>: …
<Ramenluvr>: jealous?
<fateHASu>: Yes. What’s he like?
<Ramenluvr>: that’s a tough one. i mean, i don’t really know him that well… but he’s super nice, and really smart, and i have a lot of fun hanging out with him.

Naruto paused, feeling kind of guilty.

<Ramenluvr>: and see, i’m a total ass. we were gonna hang out again today, but i cancelled last minute.
<fateHASu>: … so instead, you decided to hang around Uchiha?
<Ramenluvr>: i know, i know. i suck. but sasuke’s like my best friend… it’s really hard for me to be on bad terms with him…
<fateHASu>: Is that where you are now?
<Ramenluvr>: yeah.
<fateHASu>: Dressed like you are?
<Ramenluvr>: what are you implying?!
<fateHASu>: Nothing…
<Ramenluvr>: i’m wearing boxers, yanno, and it’s what i always sleep in!
<fateHASu>: And where is Uchiha?
<Ramenluvr>: in the bathroom or something, i’m not sure
<fateHASu>: He’s been gone a long time then.
<Ramenluvr>: yeah, that’s why i’m online
<fateHASu>: Not because you missed me?
<Ramenluvr>: heh heh u wish
<fateHASu>: Won’t he be mad if he sees that you are talking with your ‘stalker’?
<Ramenluvr>: mmm probably.
<fateHASu>: Maybe you should go.
<Ramenluvr>: i guess…
<fateHASu>: And don’t leave this window up for him to see.
<Ramenluvr>: righto
<fateHASu>: G’night. *grope*
<Ramenluvr>: night
<Ramenluvr>: AAAAAAHHH you sneak!
<fateHASu>: Hahahaa
<Ramenluvr>: c ya
<fateHASu>: Bye, Naruto.

Naruto closed the window with a yawn and stretched. He logged out of aim. He looked around. Where in the hell was that bastard at? He’d been gone for well over an hour!

He shook his head and went to search for his pain-in-the-ass friend/rival/love interest.

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TBC
ooo more sasunaru. tasty.
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I love this story. It's funny, creepy, and cute. Some how at the same time.
(sorry if i missed spelled any thing,my spelling usaly SUCKS.)