Summary: Naruto has a crush/lusts towards/admires a certain neighbour of his and wants to make it into more than just spying on the said teen. Will he be able to turn the so unattainable looking beauty towards his way? Wait and see!

Another thing I wanted to mention, I am most likely to supply my story with pictures drawn by hand cause I have no idea how to use any software. If you are interested, I will post it on Deviantart on my account, same nickname if I am correct. But I will also put a link next to the chapter. Nothing to display yet though, will work on the view of the house complex today ^^ .

Disclaimer: Do not own Naruto or any characters related to the manga series... Unfortunately to me, I praise Masashi Kishimoto for it though ^^

The window to desire

Chapter 1

How frustrating can it get watching something you long for and not getting it? Well pretty damn annoying that's a fact! A teen sitting in a hammock on his terrace was staring discreetly (at least it was what he thought) across the yard through the window of his neighbour. He even had small binoculars lying beside him in case his vision blurred from straining his eyes for so long and he had to resort to extreme measures for spying on the teen with some extra help. Personally, he thought that he wouldn't have to take such steps in the daylight since it was kind of embarrassing to be spotted stalking someone and to add up to it, his own neighbour nonetheless! A dampened hand came to brush through the blond locks sticking in all possible directions, clutching at the strands he pulled hard enough for a some hair to come out.

"Oh perfect! Now I am getting bold or something!"

Either that or his hair just couldn't take all the experimenting the boy had dome over the past few weeks with his head. You see, he had the most marvellous idea of mimicking the teenager been stalked and tried to gain the same smooth and perfectly straight hair. The only thing was, no one actually told him that he had an untameable jungle growing on his scull so naturally he opted for massive variety and amount of hair products to accomplish his mission neglecting that there may be any consequences. Well, there were: he was getting bold and fast. So he considered stopping the attempts for the sake of not blinding other people with the sunlight reflecting from his shiny head. Returning to the topic at hand – his object of interest had this absolutely straight hair which was soft to the touch and sleek (once again, that's what he though it was). Moreover, it was pitch black, bordering on midnight blue which was a mystery to the blond as all normal people's hair would fade a bit from the enormous amount of sun they receive during the summer days.

So it was not merely his hair that the spying teen held interest in. There were many details and uncertainties that wouldn't leave his mind in peace. For example, were did his neighbour disappear to during the days? He looked fairly young, about his own age actually which would be around eighteen, so that would mean he went to high school or college, or uni for that matter; but wherever he went to, he still had to have holidays during the summer period. Of course he could be working but that only made him more curious as to what kind of job he did. That, in turn, spiked his interest even more.

"Just fuck it!"

Aggravated he slumped in his seat and took a sip of the drink from the table near by. At that exact moment his phone thought of vibrating and scaring the shit out of him so he spilled the cold liquid onto his bare chest. The ice cubes slid from his chest to his stomach leaving an angry and wet trail of goose bumps on his heated sunbathed skin which made the teen erupt into an animal like growl while flipping his phone open to answer whoever was calling.

"What?!"

"Are you always this bright in the mornings, sunshine?" came a snickering replay from the other end of the phone.

"You dog shit! I'll make you eat Akamaru's food next time I see you!"

"Hey hey, chill Naruto! I was only calling to know how you're doing and from the sound of it not very well."

"You just made me spill half of my drink with ALL of the ice cubes onto my front! Do you realise how fucking cold it was damnit?"

"And you are telling me that my ear drums were blown up just because you are a prissy woman who can't take an ice cube on them?"

"Eh, yea?" the 'dog shit' sweat dropped on the other end.

"Man you don't know a thing about foreplay, do you?"

"What does this have anything to do with foreplay?"

"Ok, even I thought you were smart enough and you proving it wrong makes you even a bigger idiot than I am."

"I don't follow your logic."

"Okay, since you're new in this department I am kind enough to share a bit. When a man and a man meet –"

"I am not that stupid!"

"You seem to me. Anyway, what I was trying to say, try sticking those icicles up the south pipe exit. You'll get what I mean then." The blond could practically see the other wiggling his eyebrows at the suggestion.

"Right, like I actually need your advice here. Who's the fucker?" his enthusiasm picked up since everyone knew that Naruto was, indeed, a 'fucker' – he fucked at his job, he fucked with others' minds and most frequently he fucked a person or two.

"Yeah yeah, you are, oh mighty virginity taker! I'm gonna vomit after saying that. Whatever, maybe you want to hang out with me and the rest of the people this afternoon at the lake? Lots of cuties there in bikinis!"

Naruto was in deep thought for a moment before replying:

"That sounds great, only I have better things to do like watching when my potential fuck-buddy interest gets up and goes around his apartment NAKED. Without a bikini and that is better than anything you might happen to come up with."

"What if I say I am going to let you ride my –"

"Oh ph-lease, everyone knows you're not hot enough for me." Came an answer while polishing his nails into his chest. He was quite self-confident about his looks (scratch the getting bald part out).

"– water motorbike."

"Count me in! When where and how should I be dressed?" His behaviour never seized to make his friend laugh.

"You are too compliant – where did that occupation of yours watching your fuck-buddy go?" The amusement was clearly visible in his voice.

"Weeeell, the guy won't get anywhere, he IS my neighbour after all. 'Sides it's only the beginning of the summer break so no worries, there's going to be plenty of time to enjoy the perfect view from my balcony and memorize the image of that gorgeously firm ass and –"

"Eww! I definitely don't need to know what shape is you neighbour's ass, you sex addict! See you in an hour at the usual spot by the café."

"Yosh! See ye then Kiba and thanks for calling!"

Despite the fact that Kiba could be insufferable sometimes, he still was one of his best friends and that pretty much said it all. They went to school together, they did sports together (lots of them), they spend their leisure – you'd never guess – also together. The only thing they did not do, and let me repeat it: they did NOT do, was fuck together – that was as far their friendship went. Oh, and they didn't share their lays, no matter how hard it would be. If one already marked the territory, the other would not step his foot, or dick for that matter, there. It made it sound like he was a dog or something. Not dwelling to long on the idea, Naruto scrambled from his hammock almost landing face flat on the tiles which would not have went well with his ego. Springing to his feet he dusted himself from the dirt and was about to go into the house when taking the last look at the not so far away window he noticed some movements.

"No frigging way!" with an audible bolt for the binoculars his foot came to meet with the rose bush pot, which, naturally, toppled over and fell to the side spilling part of the ground from the pot. Now he made a mess and to top it all off…

"Careless as ever, are we now?" Naruto brought his eyes to the source of the voice only to mumble a curse under his nose. There, on the opposite side of the house complex, on the same floor as himself, through a window was leaning the most handsome man Naruto had ever seen in his whole life (which is quite a number I might add). However, this was not always a good thing.

"Good morning to you too." As most of the moments speaking with his neighbour were pretty awkward, he didn't want to embarrass himself any further and put the damaged pot upright again just in the different spot than it was standing before. "Just doing a little rearranging over here, you mind?"

"No, not at all, feel free. Taking a sunbath while at it, I suppose?" he commented on the lack of clothes on the blond.

"Right on spot! Maybe you are a genius after all" Naruto replied grinning at him.

"Not likely, it's just you are so dumb that I look relatively much more intelligent."

"Well, what a nice thing of you to say. Are you trying to imply that you would like to spend some time with me?" The grin didn't falter, if anything, it even got bigger.

"I really do not understand your logic here but no, I was not. Have some work to do anyways."

"Oh, my heart is shattered! Suit yourself, your loss really, but if you change your mind I will be happy to help you out getting a break from your work. I'd be at the lake just up the road a few miles from here." Now Naruto was running every possible scenario in his mind of what could happen if the raven actually took him up in the offer.

"What a surprise, in all truth I am going there for work. Since I'll be leaving in about an hour I'll meet you in the underground parking and we are going by your motorcycle since it's a pain to take my car."

"Alright princess, see you later!" the blond boy managed to manoeuvre out of the terrace and into the house faster closing the door behind him faster than the other could shout a comeback.

Slamming the door behind his back you could see his eyes glinting with the subdued excitement in those blue orbs. Naruto quickly ran to his closet and slid the doors open scanning the contents revealed before him. Ok, so he had an hour to prepare himself for a hang-out on the beach with his friends and a meet with his beautiful neighbour, and a ride with said beautiful neighbour. On his motorbike. They would be close, very close, he would most probably be hugged, rather held on to the sane part of his mind supplied. 'Whatever, I just have to look sexy and desired for him to fall for me faster'. With this thought in mind he dug into his drawers in search of something to wear.

"Too colourful, too bright, too tight, too warm, too… no, this one's cool!" he mused to himself while throwing various garments out of his closet and over his shoulder. He found light blue jeans shorts ripped in most of the places but still holding on in one piece. Putting them on he admired himself in the mirror: blond locks sticking out giving off an impression of just getting out of bed, chocolate flavoured sun kissed skin, taut arms and chest gradually melting into six pack on his stomach followed by a nearly invisible happy trail since the shorts were so low but you could just guess it was there. Throwing a chain with a bright blue stone over his head on his heck he did a last check up and was thoroughly satisfied with the image. He then grabbed some stuff like a towel and some food not to starve at the lake and proceeded to the exit to go meet the other teen.

Once in the parking lot he found his motorcycle and took the leather jacket from off of it to put it on. It snug tightly around him making the whole picture just so much better if it was even possible. He put his helmet on, and readied another one for the second passenger. All set he made himself comfortable on the vehicle and ode out of the underground to the security booth of the house complex – he was sure the teen heard him and would come here instead of the parking to meet him.

While waiting he took off his helmet. He was looking through his collection of songs on his iPod, it was high time he added some new songs, some of his were getting old, he still liked them though. During his moment of concentration he missed to notice the approach o the ebony haired teen to the motorcycle and was taken aback when looking up he saw two black eyes boring into his own almost toppling over from his bike. The keyword being almost, he would not embarrass himself anymore today as it already was.

"Well took you long enough, Sasuke" Naruto address the other teen with a grin before offering a helmet and putting on his own. Sasuke took the offered object and having adjusted it on his head took the liberty to climb behind Naruto on the bike and made sure to hold onto his bare abs palms flat feeling the texture under his fingers since the jacket was unzipped. Naruto was getting distracted enjoying himself too much already from the sheer proximity of the other. However, he did not want to make an accident on the road and he was pretty sure there was going to be an accident if Sasuke insisted on clinging onto him so intimately.

"If you…"

"Shut up and drive." Naruto didn't have much time make his complaints known as calm and husky voice beat him to it.

"Aye aye ma'am!" and with a smack to his head, which was not very effective since he had his helmet on, he set off onto the road for the awaited and interesting day to come with his potential fuck-buddy holding him firmly from the back seat of his motorbike.

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The 'shut up and drive' phrase always reminds me of Rihanna's song, although I don't really like it, I don't have anything against it personally. She's a great artist.
Well this pretty much will be my first multi chapter thingy if anyone gets interested in it. Just thought I'd let my mind wander cause with the exams approaching I just have too much thinking... Anyway, hope you liked it and don't forget to review! ^^

P.S. I thought of doing it in different POV, so just let me know if you'd like that, cause now it is just kind of through Naruto's eyes.