Story: Staring You Down
Author: Arsenic Android
Rating: T
Disclaimer: None of the characters or locations in this story belong to me. They caught me tranquillizing Sasuke, so no such luck there. sniffle.

NOTE: This is a story that I'm writing on another site, but no one seems to be reviewing, so I'm posting it on here in hopes that other people might enjoy it. The first part is really a prologue, because after I posted it, I realized that I could keep writing a story off of it. It's also really short, so that's why, as a bonus, I'm adding chapter one at the end of it. :)

Please review and tell me if you like it. A word of caution, I started this a while ago, and my writing seems to get a bit better in later chapters, so be patient with all the bad grammar and stuff in the beginning. :P

Prologue

Uchiha Sasuke and Uchiha Itachi looked into each others eyes. They had been staring at each other for what seemed like an eternity. Centuries had gone by, yet neither of them blinked. Itachi's sharingan eyes stared into equally vibrant red ones. Uchiha Sasuke dared not even to breath, lest he break the spell.

The silence was suffocating, and their muscles were getting tense, but not one of them moved. If one looked closely, you could see a twitch in Uchiha Itachi's cheek, and a slight spasm in the corner of Uchiha Sasuke's mouth.

They didn't dare attack one another for fear of losing the eye contact. And when Uchiha Sasuke was about to lose, for he could stand still no more..

Itachi blinked.

"FUUUCCCKK!!" The other brother yelled as the younger Uchiha smirked.

"Hell Sasuke, you got game!" Itachi gave a little jig while the younger boy snorted with amusement.

With a loud POOF, Itachi was gone, and a grinning Naruto stood in his place.

"You're getting better everyday! You're gonna be able to beat him soon."

Sasuke walked over to the smiling Naruto and ruffled his hair. The Uchiha leaned down and whispered in his dobe's ear,

"Now, what were we doing before you wanted to have a staring contest with me?"

With an smirk, Naruto flung the older boy down on his bed and nibbled on his earlobe.

"I believe I was just about to fuck your brains out Sasuke-kun"

"Yes that's right" breathed the Uchiha, "well get on with it then."

Ever since Naruto joined Sasuke's side to avenge the Uchiha Clan, they had been training almost non-stop. On the rare breaks that they did take, they indulged in a little "play-time."

Sasuke was happy for the first time in his life. He was going to murder his brother Itachi and be with his Naruto, his blonde dobe forever.

Chapter One: Repeat

Sasuke's P.O.V

I felt around the large bed for something to rub my early morning erection on, and found.. nothing. I growled to myself. I was only looking for Naruto, and now he was gone. Maybe he went and got my breakfast for me.

At this lively thought, I smiled. Naruto would bring back some strawberries and whipped cream, and I could eat them off his chest, making him squirm with pleasure. After waiting in the bed for twenty minutes, pretending to look asleep so I could catch Naruto off guard when he came in, I wondered if he was coming back after all.

So, I got out of bed, put my favourite black sweatpants on and walked out into Naruto's living room. It was chilly in here, and I walked over to the thermostat on his wall to turn up the heat. Standing in that position, I noticed a slight breeze on my bare back. Turning around to inspect the small room, I saw that the only window in the place had been left open.

"Stupid Naruto. If he wants to pay a ton for his heating bills, fine by me, but don't make me freeze in the meantime." I grunted and headed over to the window, tripping on a kunai on the floor. dobe leaving stuff all over his floor again I thought, 'cause Naruto was known for his laziness for not picking up his ninja equipment.

After closing the window and taking a breath of the fresh outdoor air, I turned back around to see that the living room had slightly changed since I viewed it last. A shapeless form was standing at the end of the room, near the front door. I could feel the red eyes burning into my own as I looked on in fear.

After a few minutes of shock, in which it felt like my muscles had liquefied, comprehension registered, and I sounded a laugh.

"Heey Itachi! I'm not in the mood for your creepy staring games anymore, so why don't you just drop the act, and have breakfast with me."

I stepped closer towards my dobe. He was doing a terrific job at the eerie Itachi today, and he was kind of freaking me out. So I decided to do something to stop the dobe creeping me out, and get his mind on something else.

I licked my lips and stepped closer.

"Hey, I was waiting in bed for you.. I thought you had gone to get me some breakfast." I pouted. Naruto couldn't resist the Uchiha pout, as I called it.

"I was hoping you could get some strawberries, and whipped cream, and I could lick it off you. Cover your entire body in the stuff, and tease all the while…"

This kind of dirty talk was much tamer than what we usually did for each other, but unlike the other times where Naruto would drop a bowl of ramen just to jump me, he was just standing there. I stepped forward, swinging my hips and running my hands through my hair, hoping for a reaction from the blond idiot.

Mid-step, I stopped as a kunai sliced through the air an inch away from my head. In the split second I saw it, I saw a slim piece of white. A scrap of paper or an exploding tag? I started trembling. Naruto, or, as I was now forced to think, Itachi took a step towards me, causing my vision to swim. Naruto's face was the last image in my mind as I fainted.

I woke up with a gasp. I was in a large, comfy bed, and I forced myself to look around me as I remembered my last memories, or as I now recognized my surroundings as Naruto's bedroom, I would call it my strange dream. Still slightly trembling from the aftermath of my bizarre nightmare, I reached over to the other side of the bed to grab a comforting arm. But I instead had grabbed a pillow; the opposite region of the bed worryingly empty.

Jumping right out of the bed, I ran into the living room without putting on my sweatpants. The window was open. Once again tripping on the kunai Naruto had left out, I hurried over to the cold opening.

After giving the room a scouring glance and seeing it contained nothing of interest, I turned my attention back to the window, and more importantly, the kunai imbedded in the wood beside it. It did have a piece of paper attached, and I quickly unfurled it after confirming that it was my name written in neat block letters on the front.

I was only able to read the words "Naruto" and "little brother" before I was hit over the head with a heavy object.

I sat up in the bed. Naruto there? No.

Window? Open.

Falling? Tripped on the kunai.

"Itachi-sama? It's working." A grin.

To be continued...