Rating: M

Mage: YEAH, ANOTHER STORY! I LOVE WRITING! There's going to be a lot of random emotional shit going on here, so don't go crazy about it, just let it flow, and it'll make since. By the end, everything will fall into place...somehow.

Summary: Sasuke is in love with Naruto, but refuses to accept it. A lot of other emotional shit goes on, and Sasuke tries to draw the line between love and lust.

Chapter 1: Obsession

Sasuke turned his head and looked at Naruto for the hunderth time in a row. Why he was distracted by the boy was obvious in a way. But he was Sasuke. He wasn't going to sit back and let himself fall for someone.

Not a guy.

Especially not Naruto. He wasn't obsessed with him. He couldn't be.

And yet, as Kakashi explained their latest mission, a very easy task indeed, he could barely keep up.

"So we've got to baby sit a bunch of spoiled brats?" Naruto asked in a contemptous tone. "You have got to be screwing me over! Master, when are we going to get another REAL mission! I'll be sixteen in four months! I ain't gettin no younger over here!"

Flipping through his book, he sighed. "It's not like you get bland missions all the time. We just went on a deadly one three weeks ago. How many encounters with death could you possibly need!"

"As many as I can possibly get!"

"Well, as long as I'm your teacher, once a month is fine by me."

"I don't mind," Sakura said, agreeing with her teacher. "I like kids, and besides, whats so wrong with a little simple work every now and then."

"It doesn't seem like Sasuke has any objections, do you? Sasuke?...Sasuke!"

His mind was ripped from his conflicted thoughts as he faced his Master. "Huh? Oh, no. I don't really care. Lets just go and get it over with so I can go home."

"Leave it to Sasuke to be the ass kisser," Naruto hissed.

On the inside, he whimpered at the sheer hatred in the blonds voice. But instead, he retorted, "Besides, the easier the mission, the less amount of times I have to save your ass."

"My ass! Excuse me, but I surely remember taking a fucking kunai in the hand for you three weeks ago!"

"I didn't ask you to, dobe." It was true. The boy had saved him on a quite a few occasions, and each time it made him wonder if the kitsune really did hate him as much as he acted. It was possible that -

"Then next time I'll let your ass die!"

"Naruto!" Sakura cried, slapping him in the head.

"Thats more than enough from the both of you," Kakashi stated. "Team mates shouldn't argue."

"Thats right! Apologize!" Sakura ordered.

"What? But he started it!"

"Naruto, don't make me angry."

Swallowing his pride, and rolling his eyes, he relented. "Sorry." He said blandly.

Sasuke smiled smugly. "Thought so."

"What! I'll kill you!"

"You still have years until you get even halfway as good as me. It'd be a waste of effort." Walking ahead of the group, he tried to push the hurt expression that crossed Naruto's face out of his mind.

Such a shame he was losing his cold streak.

"I. Hate. Children." Naruto said angrily, walking back from their mission covered in everything from baby food to finger paint.

"I loved them!" Sakura said in an elated tone. "They were so cute and cuddly and sweet!" Amazingly, she was as clean as she had left. Maybe she had a way with children, or maybe they were to scared of her to do anything, but either way, the others were jealous.

"It could have been worse," Kakashi reminded. "Well, I'm off to hand in this mission report and purge myself of the thought of those brats - I mean - lovely tykes. Laters." And in a puff of smoke, there teacher was gone for the day.

The blond sighed. "This is so gross, in every sense of the word."

"You shouldn't hate kids," Sasuke remarked, wanting to start trouble. It was only when they were argueing that the blond paid him attention. Undivided attention. He'd get this angry, yet amazingly sexy look that said, 'I'm so gonna kick your ass.'

"And why not!" There was that look.

"You're about as smart as one."

Tired, annoyed, and still pissed off from their earlier argument, Naruto grabbed Sasuke by his neck and pinned him to the door of a nearby shop closed for the night. "Listen, I'm fucking tired of your shit, got it!"

"Naruto, stop!" Sakura cried.

But Sasuke didn't want him to stop. He close. So close. Their faces just inches away. He could feel the blonds breath coming out in short, angry gasps agaisn't his lips. He was touching him, something that rarely ever happened. They normally had as little contact as possible, but the boy was touching him. And he had that look in his eyes. "What are you going to do?" Sasuke growled, wanting to see how far this could go. "Hit me? Ha! I wish you would." 'Do it...do it.'

"Naruto, don't!"

"You know what...I won't." Naruto let him go, taking a step back.

The Uchiha smiled. "Not as tough as you talk, huh?"

"No. Just smarter than you think. Lets face it. You aren't worth my time, energy, or breath. If I could, I'd avoid looking at you because even my eyes are to good for you! You disgust me! You make me sick to my core and I HATE YOU! YOU THINK YOU'RE SOMETHING SPECIAL JUST BECAUSE YOU'RE THE HEIR OF SOME BIGSHOT CLAN. WELL GUESS WHAT! THEIR DEAD, AND THEY ARE SO LUCKY THAT THEY DON'T HAVE TO DEAL WITH YOUR WORTHLESS ASS. YOU KNOW WHAT? KNOW WHAT I THINK? YOU'D BE BETTER OFF SLITTING YOUR FUCKING WRIST YOU LETDOWN OF THE HUMAN RACE!"

And unable to look at his archrival for another heated moment, he turned away and walked off. Sakura, who had watched the entire exchange stood with her mouth open. Never, ever had she heard Naruto say such horrible, insensitive things. Such cruel, thoughtless words. And Sasuke didn't know what to think. He wanted to act like he was glad that he could make the boy so angry. That it only proved he was better than the blue eyed ninja. But his heart hurt. A deep, terrible pain that he couldn't describe, but was so evident, he was almost certain he was having a heart attack or a stroke. He was dying, he had to be.

"Sasuke..." Sakura walked up to him, but he brushed her off.

"I'm fine," He said grinning. "That dobe is just having another brat-attack. Like I care."

But she could tell he cared. She could see it in his eyes. He was beyound hurt.

He was crushed.

Shattered.

And as he walked his way home, he almost felt the urge to cry. Almost. But he didn't. As a young child, he had come to accept the horrible truths that life would often throw in your face without reason or need.

Such was life.

Sweeter than chocolate. Bitter as Hell.

Mage: WOW! Even I have to pat myself on the back for that one, which I normally don't do! So, what do you think? This is my secound story. I'm just getting used to this whole 'fanfic authoress' thing. I love writing so, I don't care what other people think about GuyXGuy or GirlXGirl. I can't help it! Oh, and a quick shout out to all my reviewers of my first story thats still unfolding. THANK YOU! I LOVE YOU ALL VERY MUCH! KISSKISSSKISSKISSSTONGUE...KISSKISSKISSGROPE...KISSKISS. All sexual harrasment complaints can be emailed to my manager: K