A/N: This story is dedicated to a friend of mine who is soon going to move to Tennessee...
I'm soooooo sorry I wasn't able to give you my e-mail, but I know how much you love Sasu/Naru stories, so I said to myself, "Nami-kun, just write a fanfiction already!" So here it is! I hope you, as well as anyone else who reads this enjoys it!
- Anami
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, because if I did all of the girls would be on another planet and then the ultimate action show would be changed into a passionate filled Yaoi show!
Another A/N: This whole story is in Sasuke's point of veiw.
Warning: It is a yaoi, so if you don't like it then you shouldn't read it...I'm sorry, but this is not a lemon.
Only You
He was the class clown, and I hated him. He could never keep his damn mouth shut. Always dreaming, believing that he would be Hokage one day.
That idiot.
He would always fail his exams. He wouldn't even make an effort to study.
"Believe It!" He would always shout.
Believe what? That you're always making a total and complete ass of yourself? It's like, do you ever shut-up? Him, with his goofy smile, and stupid spiky blonde hair of his...I can't stand it! Him, the one who always screwed up on his justus...pathetic.
A natural born loser.
Even with girls, he always turned out to be a failure. And then it all came down to her, the girl he's always been obsessing over. He would constantly follow her around...the pink haired bitch. He showered her with gifts, and lavished her with his love, until that fateful day. The day where that slut mustered up all her courage to give me the kiss of the century.
"What the hell is wrong with you?!" I shouted
"What, you don't like my kisses Sasuke?" She asked with crocodile tears in her eyes.
I looked her square in the eye, and that's when I saw him. Well, mostly his reflection. I could see the sadness come upon his face, and for some reason my heart began to sink.
I blinked for only a moment, and then he was gone. Darkness began to engulf me. He's a whiney, hyperactive knuckle head, who if the word 'Shinobi' jumped up and bit him in the face, he still wouldn't know the meaning.
I felt a sharp pain in my heart, as if I was the one who'd done something wrong.
He's an incompetent bastard who had no self-control what so ever...and then for him to cry over such a small incident that meant nothing to me.
I hate him! Why does he have to be such a pussy?!
But...
If I hate him so much, then why does all of that turn me on?
If I hate him so much, then why do I always desire to be around him?
If I hate him so much, then why am I here, in his bed, trailing sweet kisses down his bare chest?
If I hate hm so much, then why do I enjoy when he screams out my name in lustful passion?
Why do I enjoy, when every night I crawl into his bed, he whispers the one sentence that keeps me on edge?
The one sentence that says it all...
"Sasuke, I love you."
A/N: Well there you have it! My first fanfic... I don't really consider it as a lemon, so if I'm wrong please correct me! I'm gonna put it under M because of the cursing and the last part of the story, even though it's not really major. I hope you enjoyed it, and please review!