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Heres Life in Music Chapter 6!
“Happy sixteenth Naruto!” Sasuke watched as Sakura bombarded the boy as he came home.
Home…Sasuke still smiled as he thought of the boy living here, in his home.
It had been years since he had anyone living in the studio with him. Sasuke, now twenty two, was the last of the Uchiha’s. His father being an only child was thankful to have two boys to help spread the family name, and teach the violin in the ‘Uchiha’ style. (Sasuke and Itachi, his elder brother, always rolled their eyes at this comment) But when the eldest brother packed up one day and left, with a note saying that the family made him sick and he was going to California to become a rock star, and that he would never come back, simply broke their family.
Sasuke’s mother was never the same. Her baby, who was only nineteen when he left, made her a wreck, coddling her nine year old Sasuke more than before, while his dad forced the violin on him more.
When Sasuke was fourteen when his parents died, left with the studio, alone.
He was thankful that he brother had decided to come back from America for the rest of Sasuke’s high school years. He never thought that Itachi had it in him.
When Sasuke finished high school and Itachi left, he decided to take upon his father’s legacy and teach violin. His long time friend, Sakura had taken it upon her self to get him more business and make her new boyfriend, a very jealous Hakate Kakashi to help as well.
Soon Sasuke was teaching three times a week to kids from the age of four to Sakura at age eighteen. Sasuke entered a small college to get his business degree in two years. It was shortly after that, when he had enough business to have a full schedule. Soon after that, Naruto came into his life.
Sasuke smiled at the smiling boy, who was now hugging Sakura, who was now his side, thanking her for the gift, a small necklace with a treble cleft and an eighth note.
Naruto is defiantly something…He watched as the boy looked at him with wide eyes, “Didja get me anything Uchiha-sensei!? Didja!?”
Sasuke scowled, “No, now go clean the kitchen! Just because it’s your birthday, doesn’t mean that you can slack on your duties!”
Naruto’s eyes fell, “Uchiha-sensei! You’re so mean!” Sasuke watched the other boy storm down the hallway.
“Sasuke you don’t have to be so-”
“Three, two, one-” Sasuke pointed towards the kitchen, initiating a scream. What he didn’t expect was the pounding of feet back down the hallway and Sasuke feeling his feet leaving the floor. He felt a heavy pressure on him. “Thank you Sasuke!” he felt the younger boy squeeze him tighter. “The cake looks awesome! And how the hell did you get tickets to the Akatsuki!? They’re tickets have been sold out since the first day they went on sale!”
“They’re-they’re not-not tickets stupid! Get off me!” Sasuke pushed the birthday boy off him.
“What?!” Naruto’s face fell, getting off his sensei.
Sasuke worked hard to suppress a smile, standing, brushing invisible dirt off. “They’re back stage passes.”
Naruto’s eyes widened, mouth dropping. Sasuke wondered if the blonde’s face would break. “OhmygodareyourserioushowdidyougetthemTHANKYOU!” Sasuke felt the boy on him again. He struggled to keep his balance.
"You better hurry and call your friends, you need to get ready, it’s in three hours…” Sasuke hugged the boy back, just not as hard.
“Right!” he gave the man one last squeeze, “Thanks again, Uchiha-sensei!” he bounded towards his room.
Sasuke smiled. “He never runs out of energy, does he?” He grabbed his chest, trying to steady his heart beat.
“Must have taken a lot, to get your brother to give you tickets like that?” Sakura smiled.
Sasuke’s smile turned into a scowl. “You have no idea. ‘You owe me big little brother…’ he says! Feh! He’s the one that owes me!”
“Blah, blah, blah, yes brothers quarrel! I know all that jazz.” Sakura laughed. “So that’s why you asked me to stay the day with you? Because you knew he would be leaving?”
“Yes, and I knew that he wouldn’t go to school today, and I didn’t have any lessons so I knew I’d be bored.”
“So you call me and ask to help you bake a cake? Why not try to catch up on your reading or something?”
He quirked an eye. “I don’t read.”
She rolled her eyes, “Never mind. You better thank me for my persuasion skills with Kakashi. He was about to die when he heard I would be spending the night with you.” She smiled. “I told him you were gay. He doesn’t believe me, but hey, I tried.” Sakura laughed at the younger man’s flabbergast.
“Why did you tell him that!?”
She looked at him quizzically, “Isn’t it true?”
He gawked at her. “What!? No-No!”
“Uchiha-sensei! I’m ready!” Sasuke looked towards the boy who was running down the hallway. “I’m going with Kiba and Gaara and Lee! We are leaving in a…little…” Naruto looked at Sasuke strangely. “Uchiha-sensei…what’s wrong? Is there something on my shirt?”
Sasuke shook his head, “No…you look very…very…”
Naruto laughed, “Kick ass is the word sensei…kick ass.”
Sasuke nodded mouth agape. He couldn’t take his eyes off the blond. He wore an orange T-shirt that clung comfortably to his chest, and baggy light blue jeans with a couple holes at the knees and his upper thigh. Sasuke barely noticed his pumpkin orange Chucks. “Have a good time. And don’t say ‘Uchiha-sensei’ tonight…’Sasuke-sensei’ if you must…”
Naruto smiled. “Okay… ‘Sasuke’ sensei…” Sasuke noticed the faint blush that rose to the boys tanned skin.
Sasuke was snapped back to the present by a banging on the door. “Naruto! Naruto! Come on! Akatsuki! We gotta go! Come on!”
“That’s Kiba! I gotta go!” He gave Sasuke and Sakura a quick hug before he headed out the front door. “I’ll be back as soon as I can! Bye! And thanks for everything!”
Sasuke watched as the door slammed. “Bye…Naru…to…”
Sakura smirked. “Honestly Sasuke, I didn’t think you were one to go for the younger types….but, you always are full of surprises…”
Sasuke looked at her dumbfounded. “What did you say!?”
She smiled, “Even he noticed you were gawking at him like a schoolgirl.”
Sasuke huffed, “Preposterous! There is no reason for you to think of such things.”
Sakura laughed. “Whatever Sasuke, but when the day comes and you want nothing more than to bang him hard, don’t come crying to me…”
Sasuke was left speechless as the pink haired woman turned, “Come on, let’s chow down on that cake, I expect a small concert from you as well.”
He growled, “You don’t know what you’re talking about! I’ve never seen him outside of his school uniform or his PJ’s. It’s that simple.”
“Bull shit!” she chirped.
Sasuke sighed, knowing it was pointless to argue, she would never let it go. But…what is it that I think of Naruto… he is my student…but he has almost surpassed me…what will he be once that happens? Will he stay? Would I want him? Sasuke felt a pang in his chest. Of course he will leave…Sasuke felt a lump grow in his throat. I don’t think I can- I can’t think about this right now…when ‘she’s’ not here…
“Sasuke!”
“I’m coming, I’m coming!” I certainly don’t love him, that’s for damn sure.
III
Sasuke moaned loudly, feeling the pressure build up in around him. The mere thought of what the blond was doing to him made him go off the edge, but when he felt Naruto inside him, he couldn’t stand himself.
To Sasuke, Naruto made love like he played the violin. It was graceful, masterfully, knows exactly what will please the crowd, and always finishes with a smile. And always looks sexy doing it. Sasuke bit his lip, muffling a moan. Sex after a performance was always intense. Naruto needed steam let frustration, let all anxieties out.
Sasuke saw stars, collapsing on the bed, feeling the man above him do the same. He felt small kisses on his shoulder blades. “Sasuke…” Naruto gasped.
“Yeah?” Sasuke panted hard.
“I-I love you.” Sasuke felt Naruto place a soft kiss on the side of his neck.
He smiled, “I love you too, Naruto…”
III
Sasuke had a fairly nice evening with Sakura. After she got old of the ‘Sasuke loves Naruto’ song she made up, they spent the rest of the night on the couch watching old samurai movies. Sakura got her concert at two in the morning, (the perfect way to ending a night) much to Sasuke’s displeasure.
“Sakura, you can take my bed, I’ll sleep on the couch.”
Sakura smirked, “You’re going to wait for your little ‘Naru-baby’ to come home aren’t ya?” she made a kissy face.
He scowled. “I just want to make sure that he gets home in one piece…”
Sakura giggled, walking down the hallway to his bedroom, “Night Sasuke!”
He walked to the closet, pulling out some extra blankets and a pillow, “Yeah, yeah, night.”
III
As Sasuke lay down on the couch, he thought of the days events. He grunted, Sakura’s words echoing loudly in his head like in a cave.
He did not like Naruto. Defiantly.
But there are things that the Ebony haired Uchiha did not notice before about his little student that he had not noticed before today.
That he hated.
The first was that his student was no longer ‘little.’
When the small boy first came to him he was no taller than four eleven, but in the five years that he’d been teaching and giving work to the spiky haired blond, the boy had grown with the older man noticing.
He no longer had to look down on the boy, but now were almost eye level, though Sasuke was still taller at five foot ten to Naruto’s five (what? Sasuke mused Five seven? No more than that…)
He also noticed his build has developed. He was no longer the scrawny thirteen years old that had to wrestle with the mop, but was well defined, (even a little muscle…) His hair had also gotten longer. But not so much that the spikes drooped, but more of sagged slightly over themselves, giving him a more relaxed composure.
Sasuke smiled as he recalled the one thing that had remained constant to with the growing boy.
His smile. The smile that made his heart swells and made him smile as well.
Sasuke turned on his side, pulling the blankets closer to him.
The boy himself might have changed but the smile, the soul of Uzumaki Naruto was the same. As Sasuke drifted to sleep, he smiled, thinking of the smile and the eyes full of excitement as Naruto came bounding through the hall way to say thank you for something as small as tickets.
“Naruto…you really are something else.”
III
Sasuke woke when he heard the front door close, and a loud ‘thud’ in the hall. “Naruto!” Sasuke jumped from the couch, running into the entrance hall, hearing a strange hissing noise come from a lump on the floor.
“Naruto?” Sasuke flipped on the light switch. Eye’s widened at the boy’s slumped form. “Naruto!” Sasuke walked over to the boy who started to laugh loudly.
“Sasuke-sensei! Sasuke-sensei! What are you-what are you doing?!” Naruto screamed.
“Shut the hell up! Sakura is asleep!” Sasuke hissed.
“You never told me! You never told me that your brother was the lead guitarist of the Akatsuki!? Why!? Why!?” he hissed, snickering the whole time, fumbling to untie his shoes.
Sasuke grabbed Naruto’s face, looking in his eyes. “What did he give you?!” Sasuke’s heart raced at the red eyes and contestant eye twitching. “Naruto! Answer me!”
“He didn’t give me nothing!” he tried to get out of Sasuke’s grip but failed, attempting to take his shoed off by feel alone. “I know why you didn’t want me to call you ‘Uchiha-sensei.’ Didn’t want to feel too old, too ‘professional’ to your brother. He called you a tight ass and you needed to seriously get laid…”
“Naruto…what did he give you!?”
Naruto growled, “He gave me nothing! All I had was some sprite!”
Sasuke’s eyes widened. “Sprite? Shit!” he picked up the boy, flinging him over his shoulder, caring him to the kitchen.
“Sasuke! Let me down!” the blond hollered.
Sasuke sat the boy down on the counter, rushing to the fridge, pulling out a lemon and a knife from the drawer simultaneously. He cut it and handed half to the blonde, “Suck!”
“I don’t-” Sasuke shoved the lemon into his mouth.
Naruto smiled, the lemon sticking out of his mouth, he pulled it out of his mouth, “Ya know Sasuke, your brother was right…”
“Shut up and suck!” he tried to shove the lemon back in Naruto’s mouth, but the younger one over powered him.
“You need to get laid…” Naruto gave a fox like grin, grabbing Sasuke’s waist, pulling him closer to the boy, who lay down on the kitchen table, pulling the older man down with him. “I think I can help you with that.”
“Naruto!” he panicked. “Naruto cut it out!” he hissed, trying to shove the lemon in his mouth.
“Sasuke! What the hell!?” Sakura stood in the door way.
“Sakura! Help me! Itachi gave him something!” Sakura’s eyes widened, rushing over, pulling the dark haired man off the boy, grabbing the boy by his T-shirt, and slapping him across the face.”
“Sorry babe, I don’t dig your type.” He gave a fox like grin, grabbing hold of her wrist, trying to pry her off him. “I prefer either bigger boobs or a bigger dick.”
Sasuke was amazed that Naruto’s head was dislodged from his neck, as he heard a loud crack. “Don’t you dare say something to me like that, understand! I don’t care what you are on you stupid kid!”
“Sakura…” Sasuke whispered, touching her shoulder lightly, “Sakura he’s unconscious…”
“I’ll call the hospital. Where you got your lemon thing from, I don’t know but he needs that shattered jaw looked at.” Sasuke looked at her determined eyes with slight fear, he avoided her gaze, “Whenever Itachi gave me sprite, I would always suck a lemon, and it seemed to make the monsters go away…”
Sakura looked at him with amazement. “Sasuke-”
“It must have been a different drug…Call the hospital and Kakashi, in case he wakes up. I’m going to go see Itachi.”
“Sasuke!”
“I’ve made up my mind. This is not what I owed him.” His eyes filled with rage.
“Sasuke!” he looked back at the girl. “Good luck.”
He nodded, leaving the studio, heading towards downtown Tokyo.
III
As you can probably tell, this story is...for lack of a better word...heading into a 180 spin...
I don't know where it came from.
But until next time!
LATER CHUMS!
“Happy sixteenth Naruto!” Sasuke watched as Sakura bombarded the boy as he came home.
Home…Sasuke still smiled as he thought of the boy living here, in his home.
It had been years since he had anyone living in the studio with him. Sasuke, now twenty two, was the last of the Uchiha’s. His father being an only child was thankful to have two boys to help spread the family name, and teach the violin in the ‘Uchiha’ style. (Sasuke and Itachi, his elder brother, always rolled their eyes at this comment) But when the eldest brother packed up one day and left, with a note saying that the family made him sick and he was going to California to become a rock star, and that he would never come back, simply broke their family.
Sasuke’s mother was never the same. Her baby, who was only nineteen when he left, made her a wreck, coddling her nine year old Sasuke more than before, while his dad forced the violin on him more.
When Sasuke was fourteen when his parents died, left with the studio, alone.
He was thankful that he brother had decided to come back from America for the rest of Sasuke’s high school years. He never thought that Itachi had it in him.
When Sasuke finished high school and Itachi left, he decided to take upon his father’s legacy and teach violin. His long time friend, Sakura had taken it upon her self to get him more business and make her new boyfriend, a very jealous Hakate Kakashi to help as well.
Soon Sasuke was teaching three times a week to kids from the age of four to Sakura at age eighteen. Sasuke entered a small college to get his business degree in two years. It was shortly after that, when he had enough business to have a full schedule. Soon after that, Naruto came into his life.
Sasuke smiled at the smiling boy, who was now hugging Sakura, who was now his side, thanking her for the gift, a small necklace with a treble cleft and an eighth note.
Naruto is defiantly something…He watched as the boy looked at him with wide eyes, “Didja get me anything Uchiha-sensei!? Didja!?”
Sasuke scowled, “No, now go clean the kitchen! Just because it’s your birthday, doesn’t mean that you can slack on your duties!”
Naruto’s eyes fell, “Uchiha-sensei! You’re so mean!” Sasuke watched the other boy storm down the hallway.
“Sasuke you don’t have to be so-”
“Three, two, one-” Sasuke pointed towards the kitchen, initiating a scream. What he didn’t expect was the pounding of feet back down the hallway and Sasuke feeling his feet leaving the floor. He felt a heavy pressure on him. “Thank you Sasuke!” he felt the younger boy squeeze him tighter. “The cake looks awesome! And how the hell did you get tickets to the Akatsuki!? They’re tickets have been sold out since the first day they went on sale!”
“They’re-they’re not-not tickets stupid! Get off me!” Sasuke pushed the birthday boy off him.
“What?!” Naruto’s face fell, getting off his sensei.
Sasuke worked hard to suppress a smile, standing, brushing invisible dirt off. “They’re back stage passes.”
Naruto’s eyes widened, mouth dropping. Sasuke wondered if the blonde’s face would break. “OhmygodareyourserioushowdidyougetthemTHANKYOU!” Sasuke felt the boy on him again. He struggled to keep his balance.
"You better hurry and call your friends, you need to get ready, it’s in three hours…” Sasuke hugged the boy back, just not as hard.
“Right!” he gave the man one last squeeze, “Thanks again, Uchiha-sensei!” he bounded towards his room.
Sasuke smiled. “He never runs out of energy, does he?” He grabbed his chest, trying to steady his heart beat.
“Must have taken a lot, to get your brother to give you tickets like that?” Sakura smiled.
Sasuke’s smile turned into a scowl. “You have no idea. ‘You owe me big little brother…’ he says! Feh! He’s the one that owes me!”
“Blah, blah, blah, yes brothers quarrel! I know all that jazz.” Sakura laughed. “So that’s why you asked me to stay the day with you? Because you knew he would be leaving?”
“Yes, and I knew that he wouldn’t go to school today, and I didn’t have any lessons so I knew I’d be bored.”
“So you call me and ask to help you bake a cake? Why not try to catch up on your reading or something?”
He quirked an eye. “I don’t read.”
She rolled her eyes, “Never mind. You better thank me for my persuasion skills with Kakashi. He was about to die when he heard I would be spending the night with you.” She smiled. “I told him you were gay. He doesn’t believe me, but hey, I tried.” Sakura laughed at the younger man’s flabbergast.
“Why did you tell him that!?”
She looked at him quizzically, “Isn’t it true?”
He gawked at her. “What!? No-No!”
“Uchiha-sensei! I’m ready!” Sasuke looked towards the boy who was running down the hallway. “I’m going with Kiba and Gaara and Lee! We are leaving in a…little…” Naruto looked at Sasuke strangely. “Uchiha-sensei…what’s wrong? Is there something on my shirt?”
Sasuke shook his head, “No…you look very…very…”
Naruto laughed, “Kick ass is the word sensei…kick ass.”
Sasuke nodded mouth agape. He couldn’t take his eyes off the blond. He wore an orange T-shirt that clung comfortably to his chest, and baggy light blue jeans with a couple holes at the knees and his upper thigh. Sasuke barely noticed his pumpkin orange Chucks. “Have a good time. And don’t say ‘Uchiha-sensei’ tonight…’Sasuke-sensei’ if you must…”
Naruto smiled. “Okay… ‘Sasuke’ sensei…” Sasuke noticed the faint blush that rose to the boys tanned skin.
Sasuke was snapped back to the present by a banging on the door. “Naruto! Naruto! Come on! Akatsuki! We gotta go! Come on!”
“That’s Kiba! I gotta go!” He gave Sasuke and Sakura a quick hug before he headed out the front door. “I’ll be back as soon as I can! Bye! And thanks for everything!”
Sasuke watched as the door slammed. “Bye…Naru…to…”
Sakura smirked. “Honestly Sasuke, I didn’t think you were one to go for the younger types….but, you always are full of surprises…”
Sasuke looked at her dumbfounded. “What did you say!?”
She smiled, “Even he noticed you were gawking at him like a schoolgirl.”
Sasuke huffed, “Preposterous! There is no reason for you to think of such things.”
Sakura laughed. “Whatever Sasuke, but when the day comes and you want nothing more than to bang him hard, don’t come crying to me…”
Sasuke was left speechless as the pink haired woman turned, “Come on, let’s chow down on that cake, I expect a small concert from you as well.”
He growled, “You don’t know what you’re talking about! I’ve never seen him outside of his school uniform or his PJ’s. It’s that simple.”
“Bull shit!” she chirped.
Sasuke sighed, knowing it was pointless to argue, she would never let it go. But…what is it that I think of Naruto… he is my student…but he has almost surpassed me…what will he be once that happens? Will he stay? Would I want him? Sasuke felt a pang in his chest. Of course he will leave…Sasuke felt a lump grow in his throat. I don’t think I can- I can’t think about this right now…when ‘she’s’ not here…
“Sasuke!”
“I’m coming, I’m coming!” I certainly don’t love him, that’s for damn sure.
III
Sasuke moaned loudly, feeling the pressure build up in around him. The mere thought of what the blond was doing to him made him go off the edge, but when he felt Naruto inside him, he couldn’t stand himself.
To Sasuke, Naruto made love like he played the violin. It was graceful, masterfully, knows exactly what will please the crowd, and always finishes with a smile. And always looks sexy doing it. Sasuke bit his lip, muffling a moan. Sex after a performance was always intense. Naruto needed steam let frustration, let all anxieties out.
Sasuke saw stars, collapsing on the bed, feeling the man above him do the same. He felt small kisses on his shoulder blades. “Sasuke…” Naruto gasped.
“Yeah?” Sasuke panted hard.
“I-I love you.” Sasuke felt Naruto place a soft kiss on the side of his neck.
He smiled, “I love you too, Naruto…”
III
Sasuke had a fairly nice evening with Sakura. After she got old of the ‘Sasuke loves Naruto’ song she made up, they spent the rest of the night on the couch watching old samurai movies. Sakura got her concert at two in the morning, (the perfect way to ending a night) much to Sasuke’s displeasure.
“Sakura, you can take my bed, I’ll sleep on the couch.”
Sakura smirked, “You’re going to wait for your little ‘Naru-baby’ to come home aren’t ya?” she made a kissy face.
He scowled. “I just want to make sure that he gets home in one piece…”
Sakura giggled, walking down the hallway to his bedroom, “Night Sasuke!”
He walked to the closet, pulling out some extra blankets and a pillow, “Yeah, yeah, night.”
III
As Sasuke lay down on the couch, he thought of the days events. He grunted, Sakura’s words echoing loudly in his head like in a cave.
He did not like Naruto. Defiantly.
But there are things that the Ebony haired Uchiha did not notice before about his little student that he had not noticed before today.
That he hated.
The first was that his student was no longer ‘little.’
When the small boy first came to him he was no taller than four eleven, but in the five years that he’d been teaching and giving work to the spiky haired blond, the boy had grown with the older man noticing.
He no longer had to look down on the boy, but now were almost eye level, though Sasuke was still taller at five foot ten to Naruto’s five (what? Sasuke mused Five seven? No more than that…)
He also noticed his build has developed. He was no longer the scrawny thirteen years old that had to wrestle with the mop, but was well defined, (even a little muscle…) His hair had also gotten longer. But not so much that the spikes drooped, but more of sagged slightly over themselves, giving him a more relaxed composure.
Sasuke smiled as he recalled the one thing that had remained constant to with the growing boy.
His smile. The smile that made his heart swells and made him smile as well.
Sasuke turned on his side, pulling the blankets closer to him.
The boy himself might have changed but the smile, the soul of Uzumaki Naruto was the same. As Sasuke drifted to sleep, he smiled, thinking of the smile and the eyes full of excitement as Naruto came bounding through the hall way to say thank you for something as small as tickets.
“Naruto…you really are something else.”
III
Sasuke woke when he heard the front door close, and a loud ‘thud’ in the hall. “Naruto!” Sasuke jumped from the couch, running into the entrance hall, hearing a strange hissing noise come from a lump on the floor.
“Naruto?” Sasuke flipped on the light switch. Eye’s widened at the boy’s slumped form. “Naruto!” Sasuke walked over to the boy who started to laugh loudly.
“Sasuke-sensei! Sasuke-sensei! What are you-what are you doing?!” Naruto screamed.
“Shut the hell up! Sakura is asleep!” Sasuke hissed.
“You never told me! You never told me that your brother was the lead guitarist of the Akatsuki!? Why!? Why!?” he hissed, snickering the whole time, fumbling to untie his shoes.
Sasuke grabbed Naruto’s face, looking in his eyes. “What did he give you?!” Sasuke’s heart raced at the red eyes and contestant eye twitching. “Naruto! Answer me!”
“He didn’t give me nothing!” he tried to get out of Sasuke’s grip but failed, attempting to take his shoed off by feel alone. “I know why you didn’t want me to call you ‘Uchiha-sensei.’ Didn’t want to feel too old, too ‘professional’ to your brother. He called you a tight ass and you needed to seriously get laid…”
“Naruto…what did he give you!?”
Naruto growled, “He gave me nothing! All I had was some sprite!”
Sasuke’s eyes widened. “Sprite? Shit!” he picked up the boy, flinging him over his shoulder, caring him to the kitchen.
“Sasuke! Let me down!” the blond hollered.
Sasuke sat the boy down on the counter, rushing to the fridge, pulling out a lemon and a knife from the drawer simultaneously. He cut it and handed half to the blonde, “Suck!”
“I don’t-” Sasuke shoved the lemon into his mouth.
Naruto smiled, the lemon sticking out of his mouth, he pulled it out of his mouth, “Ya know Sasuke, your brother was right…”
“Shut up and suck!” he tried to shove the lemon back in Naruto’s mouth, but the younger one over powered him.
“You need to get laid…” Naruto gave a fox like grin, grabbing Sasuke’s waist, pulling him closer to the boy, who lay down on the kitchen table, pulling the older man down with him. “I think I can help you with that.”
“Naruto!” he panicked. “Naruto cut it out!” he hissed, trying to shove the lemon in his mouth.
“Sasuke! What the hell!?” Sakura stood in the door way.
“Sakura! Help me! Itachi gave him something!” Sakura’s eyes widened, rushing over, pulling the dark haired man off the boy, grabbing the boy by his T-shirt, and slapping him across the face.”
“Sorry babe, I don’t dig your type.” He gave a fox like grin, grabbing hold of her wrist, trying to pry her off him. “I prefer either bigger boobs or a bigger dick.”
Sasuke was amazed that Naruto’s head was dislodged from his neck, as he heard a loud crack. “Don’t you dare say something to me like that, understand! I don’t care what you are on you stupid kid!”
“Sakura…” Sasuke whispered, touching her shoulder lightly, “Sakura he’s unconscious…”
“I’ll call the hospital. Where you got your lemon thing from, I don’t know but he needs that shattered jaw looked at.” Sasuke looked at her determined eyes with slight fear, he avoided her gaze, “Whenever Itachi gave me sprite, I would always suck a lemon, and it seemed to make the monsters go away…”
Sakura looked at him with amazement. “Sasuke-”
“It must have been a different drug…Call the hospital and Kakashi, in case he wakes up. I’m going to go see Itachi.”
“Sasuke!”
“I’ve made up my mind. This is not what I owed him.” His eyes filled with rage.
“Sasuke!” he looked back at the girl. “Good luck.”
He nodded, leaving the studio, heading towards downtown Tokyo.
III
As you can probably tell, this story is...for lack of a better word...heading into a 180 spin...
I don't know where it came from.
But until next time!
LATER CHUMS!