And so begins the epic journey that is 100. Once again, the shower idea monster struck (at the end of the shower this time! Take that!) And 100 was born. This is a series of NaruSasu, KibaSaku drabbles and there will be 100 of them, as the title implies. There will occasionally be other pairings, but it's mainly those two pairings above. So here's the first mile!

Summary: Why you shouldn't deny Sasuke what he wants. Or maybe that's a good thing... (NaruSasu) AU, because there's a car. Slightly...ah...suggestive.

"Naruto!" Sasuke called. The brunette was traipsing through the house the duo currently shared, searching for his blond housemate. "Naruto! Where are you?"

"In the kitchen," came his familiar voice. Sasuke ambled over from the living room to find the blond in said room, putting away dishes. Naruto turned to Sasuke, leaning against the counter, and raised his eyebrow. "What?"

"I need the keys," Sasuke said, holding out his hand. Naruto rolled his eyes.

"No," he replied simply, turning back to grab a plate.

Sasuke was irritated. "You haven't even heard why yet!" He pointed out, scowling.

"The answer is still no." Naruto gave him a scolding look, the kind of look you'd use on a persistent child. Sasuke sighed.

"Why not?" He asked petulantly, crossing his arms. Naruto took a step forward, prodding Sasuke in the chest.

"Because you," he said, emphasizing the second word, "don't know how to drive stick shift."

"Just because I crashed once doesn't mean I don't know how to drive it," Sasuke said, frowning. Naruto considered this for a moment before he nodded.

"You're right, " he said, and Sasuke was surprised before he added, "Because you put it in first gear instead of reverse and drove the truck into the garage wall means you don't know how to drive."

"That was a one time thing," Sasuke defended. "And besides, I can drive fine. So just give me the keys."

"You don't even know where they are!" Naruto replied. "And I'm sure as hell not gonna tell you."

"They're in your back pocket like always," Sasuke sighed, cocking his head. Naruto blinked, looking somewhat disbelieving for a moment.

"So?"

Sasuke rolled his eyes and before Naruto knew it he was pushed up against the counter, Sasuke's body pressed against his. "S-Sasuke?" Naruto stuttered. Sasuke's lips were pressed against his jawline, his hands starting on Naruto's shoulders and slowly working lower...

A jingle of metal on metal and the warmth of Sasuke's body was gone. Naruto could only stare as Sasuke walked away, the key ring looped around his finger. The brunette flashed a triumphant smirk over his shoulder as he sauntered out of the kitchen, leaving an astounded Naruto behind.

"I feel sexually assaulted," Naruto called after Sasuke's retreating figure.

"You'll get over it," he shouted back, and the garage door slammed behind him.

Naruto stood in silence for a moment before hearing the car start up. And then the engine roared and he felt the house shake as a spectacular crash sounded. Not a second later an enraged voice could be heard over the crumbling of plaster:

"God damnit, NOT AGAIN!"

Naruto grinned.

Hehe..poor Sasuke. I learned how to drive stick when I was twelve...obviously his childhood wasn't as educational.

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