A/N: Whats up guys! This is my very first fanfiction that I will start today because I thought since write stories, why not start posting! so I really hopoe you enjoy this, it is a SasuNaru fanfic and it's based on a new show that came out in the US today called The bachelor! / omg even though i'm 15, im just going to say, Juan Pablo is one yummy piece of meat! lol. enjoy this guys!

Disclaimer: I do not own both Naruto and Naruto Shippunden, I am only a loving fan of Kishimoto-san and I like to write stories of the characters in ways that I think (pfft, I so KNOW) are going to end up. Please take the time to read his work and watch his show that was produced, and thank you for reading my fanfic. I will say that in all of my stories, I will only state the DISCLAIMER ONCE. So do not get upset with me if I don't state a disclaimer.

WARNING: This fic is yaoi, meaning it is boy and boy love, full of everything you see in straight relationships. This is rated M and will have Yaoi, which is sex but my story is not a porn story, it is a story with plot and added yaoi to go along with it. Please if you don't like, don't read. There is nothing wrong with gay/lesbian couples, romances, ect. all that matters is that the two love each other, after all, God says to love one another, and love our neighbors. There is nothing in the bible that states that it is a sin to be Gay/lesbian. :)

enjoy!-

~Author's POV~

"WHAT IN THE HELL?!"

Naruto screamed, gaping down at a light pink envelope. His name was embroided in gold on the front in fancy letters. A red rose, with silver shavings decorating its petals, lay next to the note. He was for sure that the letter it's self would pay a years worth of rent. But it wasn't what was on the outside that bothered in, it was the note that once lied inside the envelope; now sitting crumpled on the ground. Naruto reached down cautiously, picking the crumpled paper off the ground and rereading the last sentence in his head.

Congratulations, you have been accepted for the TV show, the bachelor. You will be picked up at ten am sharp, be ready!

TV show.

The bachelor.

Ten am?!

The blond whisked around quickly, squinting to read the time his digital clock showed.

"Oh shit, it's already nine fourty-five! I have to-wait! I don't want to do this!" He groaned, pounding his fists against his head. "But it's considered rude to not show up since I was accepted... I didn't even send in an application!"

One more glance at the clock and Naruto decided to go ahead and pack, ask questions later. Who knows, they might compensate him for their mistake and that's just more money he could use for his own life.

A bright orange, over stuffed suitcase lay next to the door. Another, much smaller, orange suitcase came trudging from the hall, a tired blue eyed blond dragging it behind him. He looked at the clock to see the clock reading ten thirty-five.

Wait...ten thirty-five?

"What the fuck?!" Just as the angry blond was rushing to unpack his suitcase a knock on the door grabbed his attention. "...hello?" Naruto said warily, opening the door slowly. "Can I help you?" In the name of ramen do NOT let that be the real-estate owner.

"Ah...yes actually I'm here to pick up Mr. Uzumaki."

"That w-would be me..." The blond gave a relieved sigh. He eyed the strange man. He had brown hair pulled into a short ponytail and his skin was tan. A long scar ran from his one side of his cheek to his nose. Naruto just stared.

And stared.

And stared some more.

"Aha, I'm Mr. Iruka, pleased to meet you Mr. Uzumaki." He said nervously.

"You can just call me Naruto."

"We'll Naruto," Iruka started, picking up the largest of the orange suitcases. "Let's go shall we? It's a short drive to the airport but we'll need to get there as fast as we can if we want to meet the other contestants in Florida."

"You we're late."

By how red Iruka's face was getting, Naruto was tempted to hide behind the door in case the bomb went off.

"U-um...I was delayed a bit...my friend was busy filling the tank if you know what I mean..." Iruka coughed.

"We'll that's understandable since gas tanks take a while to fill...then again I don't have a car so..."

Silence erupted and Iruka just stared at the blond male in front of him. "I think we're talking about two totally different tanks..." Iruka screamed in his mind. He shook his head and looked at his watch. "...right...Off to Florida!"

"...ok...wait, Florida?" The blond followed the brown haired man out the door with his other suitcase, making sure to lock the house before leaving.

"Yes, your bachelor-"

"He's not mine." Naruto stated quickly.

"We'll not yet, at least if you catch his eye...anyway he lives in Konoha, Florida. He is the president at Uchiha corporation, his brother, Itachi Uchiha, owns the corporation and is the CEO." Iruka continued to speak as he gently placed the suitcase into the back of the car, Naruto did the same. "His name is Sasuke Uchiha, and boy does he attract everyone, girls and guys. He finds the attention annoying which is ironic considering he signed up for this show to begin with."

Naruto chuckled. "Sounds like my kinda guy. He sounds like a real bastard too." Iruka smiled, opening the passenger seat for the blond, then getting into the drivers seat himself.

"Well he wrote down on the paper that he enjoys training, as in fighting, he doesn't like excitement, and prefers if people show manners or some form of decency."

"Yep," Naruto groaned. "A real bastard. A teme. Yeah that's my new nickname for him, that stupid teme." The blond laughed. "We'll I perfer adventure, so naturally I'm always excited, and I rather if people show their true selves instead of hiding behind triangle napkins and so-spotless-there's-not-an-atom-to-be-seen houses."

The brown haired man laughed nervously, putting the car into gear and backing out of the driveway. Naruto stuck his earphones in and turned on his good ol' rock in roll as he watched the green tree's fade into tall, glass buildings.

Iruka glanced at Naruto before releasing a nervous sigh. "Please God, please oh please don't let hell break loose."

But everyone knows, you can't pray for something to stop that's already started.

A/N: So how was that? please give me your opinion! I accept critique as it will help me to become a better writer. :) I will post chapter 2 tomorrow so keep in check R&R please! Ja ne!