AN: Hello, it's me, kurogin, (it means "black silver," in Japanese, well, at least I think so, not so sure.) Hi, and welcome to my first published Naruto yaoi fic, yay. Uh, so well, enjoy, and um tell me what you think about it. Oh, this is only the first chapter, it was supposed to be a one-shot, but I got lazy along the way. So I'm just gonna post what I already have, when I finish the rest I'll post it, sorry if it's kinda short. Well, anyway, enjoy.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, if I did I would make them succumb to my every pleasure, just like every other Naruto yaoi fanfiction writers would, oh, and I would make a bunch of the characters gay, yay, yaoiness.
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Summary: Sasuke has noticed that Naruto has a weird obsession with food. Is it normal to get hard-ons, to be turned on, to moan at the sight of a food commercial? Guess Sasuke has to show Naruto, food isn't the only thing that could bring pleasure. Future lemon, yaoi-ness, and any other thing that come with gay sex, Yay, yaoiness.
Naruto was watching tv again. Not cartoons, or any of the normal peoples tv, no he was watching the food network channel. The food network for gods sake. Sasuke stood at the threshold of the living room, watching Naruto, who was so currently wrapped up in his television watching, that he did not notice Sasuke was there. Sasuke must've been standing there for a good ten minutes before the thing Naruto was watching was over, and Naruto finally noticed his presence.
"Sasuke!" Naruto spoke in a high, and surprised voice, as he stood and began looking around for some sort of escape; he didn't want to talk to Sasuke now, not before he dealt with his . . . little . . . problem. "What are you doing here?" Naruto gave a high and suspicious laugh before he began walking toward the door that would take him into the hallway; Sasuke blocked him easily.
"I was standing here for the past twenty minutes, dobe." Sasuke said with a slight smirk, as Naruto's eyebrows raised in surprise. He loved being mean to the poor blond.
"Oh, were you really? I hadn't noticed . . . " His eyes shifted from side to side, as if calculating some secretive plan of his . . .
"I know you didn't. I was wondering: is food really that interesting?" His dark eyes wandered over the front of the blond, stopping when he noticed the slight bulge in the blonds pants. This time Sasuke's eyebrows shot up. 'What the hell? Does food really do that to a person? Stupid food.' Sasuke began to internally curse food.
"Er . . . heh heh . . . um . . . I'm gonna . . . uh, take a shower. Yeah, you know, long days work, uh, yea, well, see ya!" With a speed Sasuke hadn't been expecting, Naruto ran by him, and into the bathroom, slamming and locking the door behind him.
"Damn he's fast . . . " Sasuke shook his head in disbelief and turned on the television that Naruto had just been watching. Changing the channel to the same one that Naruto had been watching, Sasuke sat back and watched. And watched, and watched, and . . . "What the hell!" Sasuke had been watching for at least five minutes. All the damn thing was about was food! Food, food, food! How to make good food. How to make good food in thirty minutes. How to make good food in thirty minutes look good, and so on and so forth. Sasuke had been expecting food, but he had also hoped that maybe there was some hidden porn in the show or at least something like that. I mean, how the hell is it possible for Naruto to get a freaking hard-on from only watching freaking boring and lazy ass food! Maybe he had missed something . . . Five minutes later, Sasuke was convinced that there was no porn, no naked women (or men), no sexual innuendos, none, nothing, nada. He sighed, annoyed at the damn blond. After having watched Naruto earlier, after having watched food for the last ten minutes, Sasuke had come to a conclusion: Naruto had a food obsession, and not a normal one either. He didn't just drool at the sight of food; he actually got hard-ons. I mean, it was weird enough that a growing 15/16 year old bo would be watching the food channel, but getting hard-ons from it? That was just plain weird.
Getting up to turn off the damn thing that had taken his precious Naruto's heart, Sasuke heard the bathroom door click open, and the small light sound of Naruto's footsteps. Looking up, Sasuke saw Naruto enter, wearing only a pair of bright orange boxers and a towel, with which he was currently using to dry his head.
"Oh, your still here . . . " Naruto spoke as he stared at Sasuke, who could hear the slight dread laced with those words.
"Yeah, I am. Ain't got nowhere to go, nothing to do, so I though I might hang out with you for a while." Sasuke said with a slight smirk, knowing he was making the poor blond uncomfortable.
"Oh . . . why?" Naruto was staring at Sasuke suspiciously, and Sasuke was staring right back, enjoyment evident in his dark eyes. 'Damn bastard, he's fucking enjoying this.' Naruto was fuming. Why couldn't the damn guy just go home and leave him alone with his precious food? 'Speaking of which . . . ' right on schedule Naruto's stomach began to growl. Naruto blushed slightly as Sasuke continued his unwavering stare of him.
"Umm . . . " finally after a silence that seemed to have lasted forever, Naruto spoke.
"So, um, you wanna stay for dinner?" Naruto asked experimentally, hoping that the brunet would say no. Unfortunately, Naruto hadn't hoped enough. With a light smile that made Naruto's heart flutter (Naruto: What the hell?), Sasuke said yes.
"Sure, what do you got?"
"Uh . . . Ramen?" Naruto wondered: did Sasuke like ramen, hope not.
"Okay, want me to make it? So that you could watch your tv in the meantime?" Sasuke shot a glare at the offending TV, stupid food channel.
"Sure that'll work Yay, Sasuke's gonna cook for me" Naruto, only in his boxers, began to dance around, wiggling his ass in the air, and all the while unknowingly giving Sasuke a nose bleed and a huge hard-on.
"Stupid . . . blond"
Entering the kitchen and opening the cabinet, Sasuke was overwhelmed by the amount of ramen Naruto stocked up on. He must have more in here than in the damn grocery store had. Shaking his head, Sasuke plucked two beef flavored ramen packets, fetching a pot, and water, he began to make dinner. Six minutes later (three minutes each), Sasuke was walking into the living room, ramen in hand. He looked up and, surprise, surprise, Naruto looked like he was on the verge of having an orgasm, staring at the tv intently.
"Ahem," Sasuke walked in and placed the plates of ramen on the center table, Naruto jumping about five feet in the process.
"Oh, your back." Naruto gasped, "RAMEN!" Completely forgetting that he had been caught in a compromising situation, Naruto literally ran to his Ramen, and picked up his chopsticks, muttered a quick and silent "itadakimasu," and began to eat. Shaking his head, Sasuke followed suit, and began to eat his Ramen, albeit in a slower pace than the blond, who was now choking for eating to fast.
They ate in silence, speaking only when Naruto began chocking or when the phone rang. Occasionally Naruto would utter a silent moan, as he slurped up his noodles; at his Sasuke would stare vehemently at the ramen. Finally, ten minutes after they had begun eating, they finished their ramen. As Naruto slurped up the last of his ramen, Sasuke stood, picking up his plate, and waiting for Naruto to finish. With a satisfying "ahh," Naruto gave his bowl and utensils to Sasuke, who then briskly walked out of the room, and into the kitchen. As Sasuke began to wash and dry the plates, Naruto began to speak.
"Hey, Sasuke?" A grunt of acknowledgment was heard from the kitchen, urging Naruto to continue.
"Er . . . um, what are we-erm, what are you gonna do after this?" Naruto had almost said "what are we gonna do," but that would have meant together, and well, at this moment, Naruto wasn't all that comfortable with that, he really only wanted his food. From the kitchen, at the conclusion of Naruto's question, Sasuke had unwittingly dropped something, with then made a loud, but dull "crash," as the plate met with the floor.
"Oh. Hey, you okay?" Naruto was half ready to get up, when the tool load and commanding voice of Sasuke was heard.
"I'm okay. Please continue. I don't exactly understand your words."
"Oh, I meant, are you gonna go home, or are you gonna stay, you know, things like that." Naruto responded sheepishly, wondering if he really had been ununderstandable.
"Well, I was planning on taking a shower." Sasuke had reappeared at the door, drying his hands on his shirt.
"Oh, you were, then don't let me intrude, go right on home and take a nice long shower Okay then, bye." He gave a wave, and shot Sasuke a shooing motion with his hand, wanting the boy out of his sight as soon as possible.
"Hn, but I was thinking of taking a shower and spending the night over. I really don't wanna be alone with my damn, annoying, perfect brother. Damn Itachi." Sasuke glowered.
"So, where are your parents?" Naruto asked curiously.
"Traveling as usual, some business proposition or something so it's only me and Itachi." Sasuke rolled his eyes,
"Oh, okay . . . uh . . . "
"So, you'll let me crash?" and without waiting for Naruto to give an answer, Sasuke continued. "You will, aww, you're so nice. Well I'm gonna, uh, take a shower. Later." He began to walk toward the door, when Naruto began to speak in a small, timid and shy voice.
"Um, okay, if um you wanna. I guess I'll, uh, need to get you some pajamas, huh?" Naruto looked up, questioning Sasuke. Sasuke, on the other hand, was too entranced by the mixture of emotions that he was in those clear, crystal blue eyes.
"Uh, I have a question." Naruto, blushed slightly, and took Sasuke's silence as a sign to continue.
"Um, do you, uh would you, uh, wanna take a shower, together? I mean, I know I already had one, but I need to take a real one, the other one was too short. So um, do you mind if we bathe together?" Naruto blushed a bit more, and smiled slightly, a smile that Sasuke returned.
"Not at all." The smile was then replaced by a semi-evil, sexy-as-hell, seductive smirk. Naruto then knew that he had gotten himself into something big. Plus, Sasuke's smile was just so damn sexy, his pants began to fell tight again, and Naruto felt his heart flutter once more.
AN: Yay, first chapter done. Um, I'll get the next chapter up as soon as I can, or should I say, as soon as my lazy ass decides to get up and write. Anyway, tell me what you think about it and such. Oh, and thanks for reading. It means a lot, thanks. Oh, sorry for any grammatical, or spelling errors, I try to make it at least semi-perfect, but I may have missed a couple of things. Sorry.