This is my first mulitchapter thing in awhile, however, it's just a series of NaruSasuNaru drabbles about their competitions. I hope you like it. This was I thought of in math class because I was starving.

Disclaimer: Naruto is not mine. End of Story.

Warnings From Here Onward:

Prissy!Sasuke

Pervy!Naruto

NaruSasu

SasuNaru

Profane Remarks/Profanity

Mentions of the Word/Inferred Sex or Flirting

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Cooking

"Eat it."

"No."

"Eat it."

"No."

"Eat it."

"No."

Naruto sighed, frustrated, and ready to just throw the ramen in the idiot's face just to see it melt and burn out of that irritating, condescending expression. Sasuke just leaned back, and picked an apple out of the bowl of fruit at the center of the table and began to eat that instead of what Naruto provided. The blonde tried to feign a look of absolute pain and hurt.

Sasuke just quirked a brow and continued eating.

"Sasukee," Naruto whined, thrusting his lower lip forward and putting on his best (and signature) pout, "why don't you ever eat anything I cook for you?" Sasuke looked at Naruto like he was a complete retard. He had to admit to himself, that sometimes, he was, but what was so retarded about trying to get Sasuke to eat something he cooked for once? Isn't that was couples did?

Sasuke swallowed.

"Idiot, you make junk food. Mostly ramen, and I can't stand that stuff. It's too fatty and bad for you and I was raised on a consistent, healthy diet."

"Fine, then," Naruto said, not taking the jab at his upbringing entirely to seriously since it was rarely brought up and it was, in fact, true, so he couldn't really snap about it. "You cook something, if you're so great." Naruto had great pride in himself, because, though Sasuke looked very feminine, there was no way he could cook.

However, Sasuke stood, grabbed some stuff out of the pantry, and fridge, and began to place items on the counter. In mere minutes, he was making an omelet, though it was late afternoon by now. He added tomatoes, some mushrooms, and a little bit of onions. He put it together, pushed the plate in front of Naruto, and pulled some salsa out of the fridge as he was putting items back, because omelets and salsa are pretty good together.

Naruto scowled but started to eat anyway.

It was euphoric. For food anyway. He ate it all, and consumed about half the jar of salsa along with it. Sasuke smirked, daring Naruto to say something degrading about his cooking. As a matter of fact, Naruto said something else.

"You're such a girl." Sasuke scowled, and pursed his lips until they were a thin line.

"I didn't have parents for very long, and unlike you," he said, "I like to save my money for other things, not just food, so I cook myself, instead of buying instant ramen or chips or sweets, or whatever it is you eat." Sasuke took the girl comment extremely personally and that made Naruto snicker.

"Well," Naruto said, cracking has knuckles, "that was absolutely delicious." Sasuke blinked, surprised that Naruto had admitted it so quickly. "However, you have ruined any sexual experience I will have hereafter. I now expect to feel the euphoria of that food every time I have sex. It's sad really, I fear I will never enjoy sex again." Naruto's canines glinted as he grinned.

"Is that a challenge?" Sasuke asked.

"Only if you accept it." Naruto wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. Sasuke rolled his eyes and walked down the hallway and out of the kitchen.

Although, Sasuke didn't say no.

Naruto laughed and placed the plate in the sink for him to clean later and bounded down the hallway after the brunette.

Oh, Sasuke should cook for him more often, for Naruto could think of more innuendoes than just one.