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Chapter 8
“Oh, no you don’t,” he giggled, just barely getting out of Sasuke’s grasp. “I’d like to wear my clothes for more than a minute before you start tearing them off.”
“That sounds like a fine idea,” the sharingan specialist agreed whole heartedly. “Great suggestion, dobe.”
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“But I cannot give in to temptation just yet,” the Uchiha sighed, keeping his hands at his sides. “Otherwise, I doubt we could reach the village by nightfall.”
“What? It’s about noon right now, Sasuke,” the confused kit stated. “And Konoha is about a half hour away if we walk.”
“Exactly. If I submit to my sexual desires at this point, there’s no stopping me.”
“Oh,” he nodded, finally understanding. The thought of Sasuke losing control of his hormones brought unwanted color to his face. Images of the raven making love to him in the forest for hours on end flooded the blonde’s mind. He shook his head, an attempt to rid himself of those dirty thoughts.
“Great, now Sasuke-teme is turning me into a pervert like him,” thought Naruto. “Figures.”
“Let’s be on our way, dobe,” the bastard said, bringing Naruto from the discussion in his head. Sasuke grabbed the boy’s hand in his, forcefully pulling him forward.
“Teme! You don’t have to drag me like some dog on a leash, dattebayo!” he shouted, getting out of the other boy’s grip.
“Do you want a leash, Naru-kun?” the teen questioned with a chuckle. “How about a nice studded collar to go with it?”
The blonde pouted, “Stop saying such stupid things. You’ve been hanging around Kakashi-sensei way too much.”
Naruto began to walk (more like limp) forward, when Sasuke’s voice stopped him. “And you have been spending excessive amounts of time with Iruka-sensei.”
“What are you talking about?” he asked, turning around.
“He’s making you even more uke than you were before,” the Uchiha commented as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
“That’s not true!”
“Oh really?” the raven cocked an eyebrow. “You blush at everything, incase you haven’t noticed. Even now, your face is flushed. I’m sure you feel your face heat up.”
“I don’t blush at everything,” he defended. “only from the stuff you say to me, which you learned from that silver haired hentai!”
Sasuke advanced on the blonde. His hands caressed Naruto’s cheeks (A/N: the ones on his face) softly. “Don’t forget the things I do, dobe,” he whispered.
“Fine. I may blush a lot for those reasons,” he admitted, smacking Sasuke’s hands away and crossed his arms. “but Iruka-sensei has no influence on me. It’s just the way I react, okay?”
“Same here,” the avenger smirked. “I act on my own accord. The only way Kakashi-sensei effected me was with those book he gave me for my birthday last year.
“What books?” the kitsune wondered.
“Icha Icha Paradise: Yaoi Edition,” he answered. “It helped me a lot, actually.”
“Helped? Helped with what?!”
“Well, I didn’t know much about homosexual relationships at that time...” Naruto made a strange expression. “Don’t give me that look. It was better than asking someone those questions. That’s besides that point. I learned a lot from those books.”
“So, what did you learn from reading porn?” the blue eyed teen laughed, nearly to tears.
“How to use lube, various positions, ways to make my uke scream in ecstasy, and-”
“Okay, okay I get it!” Naruto interrupted, covering his ears.
“How did you learn anything, if not from books?”
“Ano, well...,” Naruto began scratching the back of his head in nervous habit. “I asked Iruka-sensei.”
“What?”
“What do you mean, what? Iruka-sensei was the first person I went to when I started having feelings for you. He understood completely and gave me advice. I knew if I asked anyone else about it, they would freak out and tell everyone.”
“You really trust him, don’t you?” Sasuke questioned, grabbing Naruto’s hand, lacing their fingers, as they began to walk again.
“Yeah... Ne, Sasuke, are we going to hide our relationship like Kakashi-sensei and Iruka-sensei?”
“Not anymore,” the Uchiha replied. “I’m tired of hiding it. I want everyone to know that you’re mine and show you off. Either way, Sakura will probably tell the whole village what she saw; but I want them to hear it coming from us.”
Naruto smiled at his boyfriend’s response. “I love you so much, Uchiha Sasuke.”
“I love you, too, Uzumaki Naruto. I can’t say it enough,” the two halted, kissed, and help each other closely. “Now, let’s get back before I take you right here.”
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Sakura lazily opened her emerald eyes and sat up in her bed. She rubbed the sleep from said eyes and sighed. The Haruno girl didn’t feel much better than when she returned home earlier that day. She was still upset, but now anger was her main emotion, taking the place of sadness. She fisted the sheets beneath her, contemplating her next move.
“What should I do? I have to get my revenge... and now I know just how to do it,” she smiled mischievously and slid off her bed.
“Oh, no you don’t,” he giggled, just barely getting out of Sasuke’s grasp. “I’d like to wear my clothes for more than a minute before you start tearing them off.”
“That sounds like a fine idea,” the sharingan specialist agreed whole heartedly. “Great suggestion, dobe.”
------------ ----------- ------------ ----------- ------------ -----------
“But I cannot give in to temptation just yet,” the Uchiha sighed, keeping his hands at his sides. “Otherwise, I doubt we could reach the village by nightfall.”
“What? It’s about noon right now, Sasuke,” the confused kit stated. “And Konoha is about a half hour away if we walk.”
“Exactly. If I submit to my sexual desires at this point, there’s no stopping me.”
“Oh,” he nodded, finally understanding. The thought of Sasuke losing control of his hormones brought unwanted color to his face. Images of the raven making love to him in the forest for hours on end flooded the blonde’s mind. He shook his head, an attempt to rid himself of those dirty thoughts.
“Great, now Sasuke-teme is turning me into a pervert like him,” thought Naruto. “Figures.”
“Let’s be on our way, dobe,” the bastard said, bringing Naruto from the discussion in his head. Sasuke grabbed the boy’s hand in his, forcefully pulling him forward.
“Teme! You don’t have to drag me like some dog on a leash, dattebayo!” he shouted, getting out of the other boy’s grip.
“Do you want a leash, Naru-kun?” the teen questioned with a chuckle. “How about a nice studded collar to go with it?”
The blonde pouted, “Stop saying such stupid things. You’ve been hanging around Kakashi-sensei way too much.”
Naruto began to walk (more like limp) forward, when Sasuke’s voice stopped him. “And you have been spending excessive amounts of time with Iruka-sensei.”
“What are you talking about?” he asked, turning around.
“He’s making you even more uke than you were before,” the Uchiha commented as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
“That’s not true!”
“Oh really?” the raven cocked an eyebrow. “You blush at everything, incase you haven’t noticed. Even now, your face is flushed. I’m sure you feel your face heat up.”
“I don’t blush at everything,” he defended. “only from the stuff you say to me, which you learned from that silver haired hentai!”
Sasuke advanced on the blonde. His hands caressed Naruto’s cheeks (A/N: the ones on his face) softly. “Don’t forget the things I do, dobe,” he whispered.
“Fine. I may blush a lot for those reasons,” he admitted, smacking Sasuke’s hands away and crossed his arms. “but Iruka-sensei has no influence on me. It’s just the way I react, okay?”
“Same here,” the avenger smirked. “I act on my own accord. The only way Kakashi-sensei effected me was with those book he gave me for my birthday last year.
“What books?” the kitsune wondered.
“Icha Icha Paradise: Yaoi Edition,” he answered. “It helped me a lot, actually.”
“Helped? Helped with what?!”
“Well, I didn’t know much about homosexual relationships at that time...” Naruto made a strange expression. “Don’t give me that look. It was better than asking someone those questions. That’s besides that point. I learned a lot from those books.”
“So, what did you learn from reading porn?” the blue eyed teen laughed, nearly to tears.
“How to use lube, various positions, ways to make my uke scream in ecstasy, and-”
“Okay, okay I get it!” Naruto interrupted, covering his ears.
“How did you learn anything, if not from books?”
“Ano, well...,” Naruto began scratching the back of his head in nervous habit. “I asked Iruka-sensei.”
“What?”
“What do you mean, what? Iruka-sensei was the first person I went to when I started having feelings for you. He understood completely and gave me advice. I knew if I asked anyone else about it, they would freak out and tell everyone.”
“You really trust him, don’t you?” Sasuke questioned, grabbing Naruto’s hand, lacing their fingers, as they began to walk again.
“Yeah... Ne, Sasuke, are we going to hide our relationship like Kakashi-sensei and Iruka-sensei?”
“Not anymore,” the Uchiha replied. “I’m tired of hiding it. I want everyone to know that you’re mine and show you off. Either way, Sakura will probably tell the whole village what she saw; but I want them to hear it coming from us.”
Naruto smiled at his boyfriend’s response. “I love you so much, Uchiha Sasuke.”
“I love you, too, Uzumaki Naruto. I can’t say it enough,” the two halted, kissed, and help each other closely. “Now, let’s get back before I take you right here.”
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Sakura lazily opened her emerald eyes and sat up in her bed. She rubbed the sleep from said eyes and sighed. The Haruno girl didn’t feel much better than when she returned home earlier that day. She was still upset, but now anger was her main emotion, taking the place of sadness. She fisted the sheets beneath her, contemplating her next move.
“What should I do? I have to get my revenge... and now I know just how to do it,” she smiled mischievously and slid off her bed.
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