Title: Ham and Pineapple
Summary: The story of how Sasuke Uchiha fell in love with the pizza delivery boy.

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto!

Ham and Pineapple:

It was New Years when Sasuke met Naruto for the first time. It was snowing outside, a flurry of snowflakes falling and swirling down from the darkened sky. Just like every other night, Sasuke was busy typing away on his computer in an attempt to keep up with the heavy work load.

He had been working in his brother's company for the past five years and had little time for anything outside of work. While everyone else was out celebrating the New Year and having a good time with their friends, Sasuke was at home on his own trying to ignore the loud music and laughter from next door.

There was nothing special about New Years for Sasuke. It was just another day with as much work needing to be done as the previous day. In fact, there seemed to be more work to be done around New Years much to Sasuke's annoyance.

A loud knock at the door distracted Sasuke from his work.

"What the-" He muttered to himself as he removed his glasses and placed them on the desk. No one ever came to his house, let alone this late into the evening. It was unheard of. He rubbed at his sore eyes, wondering who would visit him.

Maybe it was Itachi...

The knocking grew progressively louder and more impatient. Holding back a growl of frustration, Sasuke marched over to the door and threw it open. It hit the wall with a loud bang which echoed through the otherwise silent streets of Konoha.

"What do you want?" He demanded angrily before his onyx eyes fell onto the blond-haired, blue-eyed beauty. The blue-eyed boy - yes, boy - had looks worthy of a model. His hair was a golden mess of spikes, his eyes were the brightest blue Sasuke had ever seen and his skin was sun-kissed and flawless, save for six whisker-like scars on his cheeks.

"Um... Pizza delivery?" The boy replied with a fox-like grin.

Sasuke's eyes drifted to the pizza box in the boy's arms before returning to gaze into those sapphire eyes. "I didn't order a pizza," he answered simply. As beautiful as this boy was, Sasuke didn't have the time to stand around talking to him - there was work to be done. He moved to close the door-

"No!" The boy balanced the pizza box on one hand and gripped the door with the other. Sasuke raised an eyebrow and the blond blushed a pretty shade of pink. "I mean, It's already been paid for so we might as well eat it..."

Before Sasuke could question the use of the word 'we' the blond had already pushed his way past Sasuke and had wandered into the living room. Sasuke closed the door and followed him, watching as the blond collapsed onto the sofa and helped himself to a slice of pizza.

"Are you sure you don't want any? It's ham and pineapple!" The blond grinned at him, tomato sauce surrounding his lips from the slice he'd just devoured in a second flat.

Sasuke leant against the door frame, arms crossed over his chest. What sort of person walked into someone's house and helped themselves to pizza? This boy was a mystery, that was for sure. Either that or he was just a- "Dobe."

The blond glared at him, mid-chew. "What did you just call me?" He huffed, voice distorted by the pizza he was still in the process of eating.

Sasuke couldn't help but find the glare-pout combination incredibly cute. "You heard me... Dobe."

"You- You... Teme!"

"Why are you in my house, idiot?" Sasuke asked, lips threatening to twitch upwards with amusement. Things like this never happened to him and no one ever spoke to him like he was just a normal person... Except for this blond boy.

The boy, dubbed 'Dobe' by Sasuke, raised his eyebrow as though he'd just been asked a stupid question. Sasuke could practically hear the 'Well duhh!' coming from the boy's lips. "I'm eating pizza."

"Why are you eating pizza in my house?" Sasuke asked with a roll of his dark eyes.

The blond ignored the question. "So what's your name?" He asked instead, grabbing the remote from the arm of the chair and turning the TV on. He turned the volume up so he could hear it over the noise of the party next door. "Do you neighbours ever shut up?" He grumbled.

"Sasuke Uchiha," Sasuke replied reluctantly, waiting for the boy to recognise the Uchiha name and turn into a squealing fan-boy. It didn't happen, the boy didn't even look away from the TV screen.

"Nice to meet ya, Sasuke!" He said in a cheerful voice. "You should have some pizza?" He suggested, holding out the box.

Sasuke eyed the greasy-looking food with distaste. "No thanks, I don't like junk food." The boy shrugged and balanced the pizza box on his lap once again. "So do I get to know the name of the person who broke into my house?"

"We're not supposed to tell customers our names. It's not safe. You get some creeps out there, don't 'cha?" The blond replied, biting into another slice of pizza with a thoughtful expression.

"And walking into a stranger's house to eat pizza and watch TV is perfectly safe?" Sasuke smirked at the blond's logic.

"Good point! Well then, the name's Naruto Uzumaki. Believe it!"

It was a week later that Sasuke met Naruto for the second time.

A deluge of rain flooded down from the sky, soaking the blond pizza boy as he waited for the door to be opened so he could deliver the pizza. Why did some people take so long to open the door? He shoved his hands into his pockets and blew his rain-darkened hair from his eyes.

The door opened. "What do you- Naruto?"

Naruto looked up, recognising the voice, and grinned when he saw that it was Sasuke. "Sasuke!" He grinned, tugging the taller boy into a soggy one-armed hug. They had become something close to friends during Naruto's first visit. Sasuke had given Naruto his number but Naruto had lost the piece of paper not long after.

Sasuke pushed the sopping wet boy away from him, grimacing when he saw his pristine white shirt was just as wet. "Dobe!" He grumbled. Grabbing the pizza in one hand and Naruto's orange non-waterproof jacket in the other he pulled both into the house and shut the door behind them.

"What are you doing?" Naruto asked when Sasuke deposited the pizza on a side table and began stripping the blond of his clothes. He blushed when Sasuke reached for the zipper of his jeans and he automatically grabbed the hand to stop him.

Sasuke, annoyed at the interruption, glared heatedly at Naruto and swatted the hand away from him so he could continue his task of removing the jeans. "What does it look like i'm doing, idiot? I'm getting you out of these wet clothes so you don't catch a cold."

"Oh..." Naruto let his arms drop to his sides, watching as Sasuke pulled down the jeans. He stepped out of them, crossing his arms over his chest and blushing again when he noticed he was now only wearing a pair of boxers. Boxers with a pattern of little ramen cups...

"Nice boxers, dobe." Sasuke chuckled, not surprised by the childish design; the blond was a child at heart. "You should probably change into a dry pair..." He added thoughtfully. "Wait here and I'll grab you a pair of mine."

Naruto watched as Sasuke disappeared up the stairs, he was shivering slightly from the cold. It was January and yet the raven-haired boy seemed to have no heating on whatsover. Makes sense for someone who comes across as an 'ice prince'.

Having nothing else to do, Naruto inspected the few pictures on the corridor wall. There was one that looked like an old family photo, Naruto smiled at how cute Sasuke looked as a child. He couldn't help but wonder why there wasn't a more recent photo...

"Are you cold?"

Naruto nearly jumped out of his skin at the sudden voice. "Huh?" He span round and was greeted by Sasuke shoving some plain black boxers into his hands.

"You're shivering..." Sasuke explained, pointedly looking away so Naruto could change into the dry boxers. Naruto got the message and changed into them as fast as he could, almost tripping over the jeans that were still on the floor with the rest of his clothes.

"Don't you have any heating in this place?" Naruto voiced when he was decent. Sasuke turned to look at him, taking note of how the black suited the blond, contrasting perfectly with his bronzed skin.

Sasuke shook his head. "The heater is messing up. Someone's coming to repair it in a day or two." He pulled off his shirt, the cold against his skin reminding him that it was wet too. "I'll wash and dry your clothes for you and then you can go home when the rain isn't so bad."

Naruto lowered his eyes when Sasuke stripped of his shirt. He didn't trust himself to look at the pale, toned chest without drooling. "How long do you reckon it'll take?" He asked, glancing at the clock and seeing it was already quite late.

"You might as well stay the night," Sasuke commented as he took note of the time. "If that's OK with you, I mean." He collected the damp clothing from the floor and took it through to the kitchen so he could put it in the washer.

Naruto followed him, bare feet thudding softly against the black and white tiled floor of the kitchen. "You don't mind me staying?" He asked, almost shyly.

Sasuke turned the dial on the washer and listened to the loud whir as it started up. "No... You can sleep in my bed and I'll stay on the sofa," He offered out of politeness. He wasn't the sort of person to make his guests sleep uncomfortably.

"That's not fair... Why don't we both just sleep in the bed?" Naruto suggested, a pink tint to his cheeks.

"Are you OK with that?" Sasuke asked, surprised.

Naruto shrugged his shoulders with a small smile. "Sure, why not?"

They stayed up for another hour or so, watching a film that Naruto had found on TV. It was a horror film with something to do with ghosts. Sasuke didn't really know what happened in the film, he was too busy watching Naruto's reactions which were partly cute and partly funny.

Both of them were tired now, Naruto was almost falling asleep, head resting against Sasuke's arm as he watched the ending credits roll across the screen. The washer beeped in the kitchen and Sasuke nudged Naruto so he was leaning against the opposite arm rest before standing up. "I'm going to put the clothes in the dryer. You can head upstairs to bed..."

Naruto nodded tiredly and followed his instructions, disappearing up the stairs.

Sasuke watched him go before walking to the kitchen to sort out the clothes. Why did Naruto have such an effect on him? He had only known the blond for a week, spent a few hours with him in total and yet... There was something about the boy that drew Sasuke towards him. Like a moth to a flame.

He closed the door to the dryer, having put the clothes in, and turned the dial for it to start. It would finish in an hour or two. Sasuke shuffled out of the kitchen and up the stairs, partly excited to sleep next to such a beautiful person and partly nervous.

Pushing open the door to the bedroom, Sasuke smiled at the lump under the covers. It would be nice to have someone to come to bed to after a day in the office, or a night working on the computer. It wasn't just sex that Sasuke missed from a relationship but the company.

"S'suke?" Naruto mumbled tiredly into the pillow when the bed dipped at one side, making the other boy's presence known.

Sasuke made himself comfortable under the covers, lying on his side facing a blond head of hair. "Hn? Go to sleep, dobe."

"M'kay..." Naruto unconsciously moved to bury his face into the warmth of Sasuke's chest before falling into a deep sleep.

"Dobe," Sasuke muttered affectionately as he wrapped his arms around the smaller boy and followed him into an equally deep sleep. It was the first time he'd ever been able to sleep easy, the blond's scent surrounded him and comforted him making him completely relaxed.

The next morning when Sasuke woke up the blond boy was gone.

A badly-written note was written on the back of the pizza menu Sasuke had hidden last night. 'I know you ordered that pizza last night, teme! If you want to see me that badly all you have to do is call' underneath that was an 11-digit number.

"Hn." Sasuke smiled fondly. For a dobe, Naruto could be quite smart when he wanted to be. He supposed it was rather unlikely that someone would give Naruto Sasuke's address twice in a row by accident.

Sasuke had just wanted to see Naruto again, him staying the night had just been an added bonus. But he wouldn't be needing the number... The takeaway number or Naruto's number. He crumpled up the pizza menu and threw it into the bin.

He had work to do and he couldn't afford to be distracted anymore than he already had been.

Sasuke lasted a month before the desire to see Naruto became too strong to ignore. He had emptied the bins a long time ago and both numbers were lost. It was by sheer luck that he remembered the name - Ichiraku's Pizza Palace - so he could look up the number.

"Um... I'd like to order a pizza. Ham and pineapple? 12 Konoha road. Thanks, bye."

Half an hour after he'd made the order, Sasuke was pacing the room and growing increasingly more nervous. What would Naruto say when he saw him again? He hadn't called so maybe the blond boy would be angry.

There was a knock at the door. Sasuke tried not to look too eager by opening the door immediately. He waited for thirty seconds before opening the door, smirk already in place.

Naruto looked the same as when he had last seen him except for a little weight loss and the dark circles under his eyes. Sasuke wondered why the blond had been losing sleep. "Pizza delivery," he said softly without looking up.

"Hn...Dobe."

"Sasuke?" Naruto's head snapped up immediately. "You teme! Why didn't you call me?" He demanded, hurt creeping into his voice no matter how hard he tried to keep it out. He shifted on his feet, the large pizza box was awkward to hold.

Although Sasuke had expected Naruto to be angry, the guilt only settled in his stomach when he was the pained look in those blue eyes. "Uh... I was busy with work," he told a half-truth. Work had been busy but there had always been time to talk to him... He just didn't want to commit himself.

"Right..." Naruto said, hanging his head so blond bangs covered his eyes. "Are you going to take the damned pizza or not?"

Sasuke took the box from the blond and nudged the door open a little wider. "Are you coming in?"

For a second Sasuke was sure Naruto was going to say no and walk away. The blond hesitated before stepping past Sasuke and into the house. "What is your job, teme? You know mine, obviously, but I don't know yours."

"I work for my brother's company," Sasuke replied without giving much away. He placed the pizza on the side table, he knew that Naruto would probably eat it at some point during the evening.

Naruto tilted his head to the side curiously, eyes fixed on Sasuke. "What company?" He pressed, wanting to get to know the dark-haired boy. There had been a connection from the first time they'd met and now Naruto was determined to turn the connection into a relationship - best friends or lovers, it didn't matter.

"Sharingan..." Sasuke said quietly.

Predictably, Naruto's eyes widened at the revelation. Sharingan was one of the biggest and richest companies in Japan. "Kami! Your brother owns Sharingan?"

"Yes," Sasuke replied in a tone of voice that effectively ended the conversation.

Naruto grabbed a slice of pizza and chewed on it absent-mindedly. "Um... Sasuke? Why did you call tonight?"

Sasuke waved a hand towards the pizza box. "I wanted pizza...Obviously."

"Don't lie to me, teme! You don't even like junk food - remember?" Naruto took a step closer to the temporarily speechless raven. "I think you called because you wanted to see me... I think you called because you like me. Isn't that right?"

Sasuke shook his head in a silent 'no' but before he could open his mouth to speak, Naruto was on his tiptoes with his lips covering Sasuke's own. The kiss lasted for just a few seconds, Sasuke didn't react and Naruto looked horrified when he pulled away.

Ashamed and embarrassed, Naruto backed away from Sasuke with wide eyes. "I-I'm so sorry... I don't know why I did that. I thought... Kami, I'm such an idiot..."

"You thought what?" Sasuke asked, feigning disgust as he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. Naruto lowered his eyes but Sasuke saw that they were sparkling with tears behind the lashes because of Sasuke's actions.

"I thought you felt the connection too. I thought... You liked me in the same way I like you, " Naruto whispered.

Sasuke had felt the connection but he couldn't let Naruto know that. He was next in line to take over Sharingan and being gay just wasn't acceptable for someone who was going to be in the public eye. "You thought wrong."

It was cold, brutal and Sasuke couldn't watch as tears spilled down the blond's cheeks before he left, slamming the door behind him.

"I am so sorry, Naruto..."

Author's note:

The first of two parts for Ham and Pineapple. What do you guys think? Do you want to see the second part or was it a complete disaster? :D This fic was inspired by a very very very attractive pizza delivery man who appeared at our house a few weeks ago.

If you're out there somewhere, hot pizza dude, this fic is dedicated to you ;D

Anyway... Review? *puppy-dog eyes*