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Warning: Shounen-ai, Yaoi, possible lime/lemon in future chapter/s SasuNaru

House Shoes with Head Lights

Pushing through the hordes of fan girls that seemed to always know his exact location, Sasuke began to expect that someone had planted a tracking system on him. Things had intensified recently when it came to his stalkers. Word had gotten out that he had to find a bride before his eighteenth birthday or else the entire Uchiha fortune would go to the village. It was a nasty little clause that his father had inserted into his will to make sure that his sons were being responsible and had ties to keep them in Konoha. Sasuke felt like he could laugh just thinking about. His brother was an S-ranked criminal and he had become a missing-nin at the age of twelve. He suspected that his father would not be happy if he knew about those little tidbits. Of course Sasuke had come back after killing Orochimaru and Kabuto, it turned out that he had become to soft hearted when it came to his home and his friends and had sacrificed his quest for power so that he could protect them.

Being the hero of the village had its perks, like not being incarcerated for his treasonous activities, but it also had its downfalls. His following of crazed fans had increased tenfold and with his birthday in six months things were starting to get a little out of hand. At least Sakura had given up on him; she had lost hope when she had discovered that his preferred sexual partners do not shave their legs. She had blamed herself at first for his sexuality, thinking that if she had not made so many desperate advances he would never have turned away from the females of the species. Eventually she had gotten over it and realized that it was no one's fault, that it was just the ways things were. Then she found out who he had a crush on and immediately began scheming to bring the two of them together.

When Sasuke had voiced his fears that maybe Naruto was not into guys Sakura had laughed. And laughed. And laughed. When she stopped laughing she had looked at Sasuke's face and then began laughing again. He never understood just what was so funny and she had never explained it to him, only left him with the cryptic words 'we'll see.' That had been two months ago and still there had been no progress in their planning. He knew that none of the delays were Sakura's fault, they were not his either. Part of that time Naruto had been away on a mission, one no one would talk about. It annoyed Sasuke to no end that the blonde was going on secret missions, dangerous ones from what he could tell, and he was stuck at home having to find a bride. Not that he really cared what happened to the money, it was only money after all, but it was pride that ate away at him. That and the fact that if there was a deadline and he established whether or not Naruto liked him as more than a friend, maybe he could get his blonde dobe to marry him without much hassle.

Naruto's missions were not the only things interfering with the plans either. That brought Sasuke back to his current problem, the fan girls. They were everywhere he went which made it difficult to talk to Naruto in private. Sakura had attempted to pull them off using a replication technique, but it did not work. That was one of the things that made him think that they were tracking him somehow. No one, not a single ditzy girl had fallen for the fake Sasuke. He had thought that maybe a device had been planted on his clothes, but that idea was killed after he did laundry and the girls were still able to find him the next day. The only time when he was left alone was during the false-dawn when he liked to go out walking. On several occasions he had stopped by Naruto's apartment on the off chance that the blonde was awake that early, he never was and Sasuke could not bring himself to wake the slumbering teen.

He noticed it was getting late (well actually it was only about four in the afternoon) as he pushed past a particularly annoying purple haired girl and decided it was time to go home for the day. He scowled at the fact that he had not gotten any training done, it simply was not possible when the hordes were swarming. With a parting glare to those who surrounded him, he had to suppress a growl when he saw that the fierce look in his eyes only caused the girls to swoon and place their hands over their hearts. It seemed that they even obsessed over his least sociable of qualities.

When he reached the empty compound he found that he was infused with a restlessness that he could not shake. After eating a few tasteless morsels of chicken he started wandering the desolate area. If someone was to think about Sasuke's surroundings they would realize why he seemed so moody and temperamental. He lived in what was the scene of a brutal massacre and essentially a burial ground. It was a place that was only darkness now. The fabrics that once made up thin walls and various signs were rotting on broken supports. Most of the buildings needed new shingles for the roofs. Broken window panes begged for replacement. Occasionally a door that no longer quite fit into its jam would slam into its frame as the wind blew it. Sasuke hated it here, but for refused to leave, refused to cut himself from the ties of his past.

As the air began to cool he decided to risk a trip to the training grounds. Hopefully his theory about a tracking system would be proven false and he would be able to throw a kunai or two. Luck seemed to be with him as he jumped from roof top to roof top (an easy was to avoid the less die hard of his stalkers), no one seemed to have spotted him. Feeling like he might test he luck he made a quick detour to Naruto's apartment to see if the blonde would be interested in training with him. His mood soured slightly when he found the apartment empty, he figured that the other ninja was off eating ramen. Not wanting to risk being seen in town he decided that maybe it would be best to train alone tonight.

A scowl marred the handsome features when he saw that the training grounds were not empty. There was a stranger laying in the grass and watching the sky fade from vivid blue to a deep purple. The position of the other person reminded him of Shikamaru so much that at first he thought that the jounin had died his hair blond, or had acquired a long wig somewhere. The he took in what most would consider a well endowed womanly figure and decided that the lazy ninja probably was not the one that was in his way right now. Stalking forward he decided to command the person away so he could finally start his long awaited training. It was not until he was only a couple of feet away that the other person shifted their position and obsidian met cerulean.

The eyes were familiar, but the face was not. His mind desperately sought for a reasonable explanation and then it clicked. Sexy no Jutsu, Naruto's signature move. The blonde had performed the technique in front of him before, but he had never really paid it any heed, he was only interested in Naruto's true form after all. He mentally raised his eyebrows at the long plait of blonde hair and the flawless complexion that was not marred by the trademark whiskers. Of course it made sense to hide so obvious a mark when trying to escape from the curses that typically followed him. The eyes still held the spark that was a signature for the lively blonde, but there was something different hiding in their depths. It was something that Sasuke had never seen before. He shrugged it off as an illusion cast by the long eyelashes.

Then Sasuke realized the extent of the situation. He was alone with Naruto; no fan girls any where near them to interrupt. Plus the blonde was in a female body. All in all it was a perfect situation and Sasuke knew just how to exploit it in the most sinful of ways. He was going to turn on the Uchiha charm and flirt shamelessly until his victim confessed his identity and then he would admit his feelings. So he replaced his customary smirk with a sultry smile and filled his eyes with a fire that had nothing to do with his sharingan. He took a seat next to the clearing's other occupant and casually spoke one word, "Hey."

Blue eyes turned and gazed at him quizzically, confusion clear in the crystal orbs. The blonde pulled her legs up and wrapped her arms around her knees. Sasuke could see a delicate hand toying with something that was attached to the thigh furthest from him. Before he could figure out what it was the plump, soft lips began to move. "Hey there yourself."

He was surprised by the softness of the voice; its cadence was completely different from Naruto's male form. Shrugging that off as a part of the disguise, he continued on with his plan. He lifted his hand off the grass and casually brushed it across his neighbor's shoulder. The blonde shivered slightly and once again looked at him in confusion. As the head turned, the sun caught in the strands of golden hair and distracted Sasuke's gaze. He reached out again and grabbed the braid in his pale fingers. It was soft and he could not resist bringing the end of it up to his face and smelling the strands. They smelt like flowers, a whole field of them. That was not something that he had expected from his teammate. Curiosity and something similar to trepidation began to fill his mind as he removed the band that held the plait together. The spun gold tumbled down in a cascade of softness. As he felt it he began to have his doubts that the person in front of him was Naruto.

"Whad'ya do that for, teme?" The outraged cry assuaged his fears; it was something that was uniquely Naruto. So he began to comb through the hair with his fingers and when he finished with that he began to massage the other's head. He enjoyed the groans of pleasure that the other emitted. No words were passed between the two as the time slowly passed by. Sasuke's attention was grabbed away from his partner when a twig snapped in the woods nearby. He did not notice the blonde's small smirk that only existed when his back was turned. After staring in the direction of the sound for several moments he shrugged it off as a woodland animal and turned back to his victim. As soon as he focused on the blonde that was next to him, he heard a voice that sent a shiver down his spine and made his heart turn cold.

"Oi, Sasuke-teme, who's your companion, introduce me won't cha?"

Ohhhh, a cliff-hanger! What's going to happen next? I dunno! BTW the title of this had absolutely no meaning, just watching the newest movie and there's this part about house shoes with headlights and I decided to name this fic that. See ya next chapter!

Wind to thy wings!

Kayume