Hello and welcome everyone near and far. I am savstrelley. I wrote fanfictions a while ago but I never tend to get things done because I am Canadian and therefore too busy being lazy. They also sucked so I deleted them all. Now, this fanfiction has three parts to it. The first is in Naruto's point of view. The second, Sasuke's and the third is both. It's 2am and I am tired and lazy so if there's anything wrong with it just tell me and I will kill myself after I fix the corrections. I hope you enjoy it more than I did.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto nor do I own the characters or any of the characters in this fanfiction. If you don't like the pairing, don't read it's as simple as that.

Fandom: Naruto.

Pairing: SasuNaru

Rating: M for language and slight sexual themes (lemon later, maybe).

Italics = emphasis

Bold = Key words

Part One – Naruto's Feelings

There the bastard is, standing there with his raven-coloured hair and dark eyes. His duck-butt hairstyle, and openly gay-looking v-neck shirt. The way his neck bone and clavicle are in perfect alignment with his chest. When he strikes that famous death glare and I can't help but notice the slight upward curve of his lips when he says "What are you looking at, moron?" Every single thing about him makes my heart skip a beat and my whole body become numb. "Just that ugly look on your face, bastard." I reply as if my body was on auto-pilot.

It's quite sick, how much my whole body revolves around that godly being known as Uchiha Sasuke.

He owns me. He owns my heart. He owns my body. He owns my soul.

Our relationship started based on envy. I was too stupid to realize that he was the same as me. The first time I met him, I hated him. I was jealous of his popularity and skills. I wanted to be just like him! I wanted to be cool, and have friends and be noticed. Not alone and... hated. But it was me, the fool that I am, who never noticed that he was alone too. Just like I was. It was that small, wonderful incident that made me realize just how much I lo- er... was attracted? To him. No,I will never use that ugly "L" word. Our first kiss. At first it was just a small, twist of fate. A fluke! A freak accident! Something that wasn't, yet, was meant to be.

The moment our lips connected I felt a spark of our souls clashing together as one. And oddly enough, he felt it too. We became one, not just by fate, but by destiny itself.

The same thing consists just the same as every other night. It's full of hatred and jealousy and passion and lust. I love the grunts and hisses he makes as he continues to rapidly thrust into me. I always get that feeling in your stomach, you know... that feeling when you realize that you finally belong to someone. And when it's all over everything goes back to the way it was. Back to before any of this started.

It's dangerous being involved with you. I'm attracted to you. You're more valiant than a hawk, Uchiha Sasuke.

I hate seeing his face in school. In the hallways inside, outside on the campus... studying in the library... (not that I ever went in there, anyway) the bastard is even in a few of my classes. It tears me apart, seeing him every day... not being able to talk to him or even look at him. It's disgusting. I'm not supposed to watch him... but I do anyway. I can't help it. Everything about him draws me in. The way he talks in that serious tone. The way he looks away and flips his hair when he doesn't feel like giving you the time of day. The way he walks like he's a living statue or when he gives you that melancholy attitude of his. The way he grunts in action and smiles when we spend the night together. Everything about him is addictive. An addiction that I don't want to be cured.

Our love is forbidden. Dangerous, even. If anybody found out, everything would be ruined. His life now, and even his life in the future. He would be disowned... set aside and I could never put him through that. The last remaining Uchiha heir... gay? Despicable. Disgusting, as some would put it.

It's risky being involved with you. I'm addicted to you. You're more magnificent than a hawk, Uchiha Sasuke.

As nights of passion proceed to pass, I continue to find myself more and more drawn to him.

I blame him and all his Uchiha glory for being so beautiful and magnificent and making me want him.

Making me need him and every fibre of his being.

Making me lo-

I am so fucked.

Alright. That's it for part one. How was it? How can I improve it? Was it good? Was it okay? Was it as terrible as I think it is?

Remember to write a review and favourite or follow if you like it. Part three is complete but part two is still being worked on. I hope the spelling and grammar is all correct. I didn't feel like re-reading it or fixing anything. I'm lazier than Shikamaru after the Chūnin exams.

- savstrelley