This Time
Disclaimer: I wish I owned Naruto, but I don't.
Really.
This story is dedicated to Fool. http:// latelier. thescrum. net
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Naruto looked at his reflection in the mirror, poking at his scars. I hate my face, he thought.
"I hate my face," he announced when Sakura walked back into the room holding a dress in front of her.
"Shut up, what about this one?" she asked, twirling the black fabric in front of his face.
"No."
Sakura sighed loudly and then said, "Well then, what do you suggest?"
"I don't know. But not that," he trailed off when he saw Sakura eyeing a risqué gold dress on the bed, "and definitely not that!"
"Then what should I wear?!" her voice rose, panicky.
Naruto forced himself off the chair in front of Sakura's vanity set, and set off on a mission to find something appropriate in her closet. He sighed when he stepped into the brilliantly lit closet, because it was bigger than his entire bedroom.
"Rich people," he muttered under his breath.
He ran his fingers along the fabric hanging neatly on metal poles which were organized systematically alongside columns of white drawers. A shimmering blue dress caught his eye and he pulled it off its hanger. It was simple and chic, casual yet appropriate. Much better than those other dresses she had picked out before. Those were dresses not even a hooker would be caught dead in. Then again, maybe they would. He walked back out into Sakura's main bedroom with the dress in his hand. She was sitting on her bed facing the closet's doorway and when Naruto held the dress up with an eyebrow raised, her face lit up.
"Hey you found it! I've been looking all over for that," she exclaimed.
Naruto rolled his eyes and threw the dress in her face, laughing, and running out of her reach when she tried to slap his arm. He made his way back over to the vanity, and sat down on the chair watching her change. He couldn't deny that if he were heterosexual, Sakura probably would have been his first love. In first grade, a classmate of theirs teased Sakura about her hair, making her cry. Naruto had come to her rescue, vehemently declaring that pink hair was cool. Incidentally, they became best friends soon afterwards and still were to this day.
Sakura turned back around to face him with the dress on, "Yes? No?"
"Yes," he grinned, "I would totally do you."
"Ha ha, so says the gay boy!" she teased, but quickly became somber. "Seriously though, it looks okay right?...I don't want him to think I'm a slut or anything."
Naruto laughed at this and slapped a hand to his chest in dramatic fashion, "Oh the shock and horror! What is the world coming to? Sakura not wanting to be thought of as a slut?!"
"Fuck you," she said laughing at his ridiculous posture and expression.
"So, what's his name?" Naruto asked.
"Sasuke. Sasuke Uchiha," she replied dreamily. She motioned for him to move off the chair and plopped herself down before he could get his legs properly unconfined from beneath the vanity set. Sakura began to put her makeup on, occasionally wiping some off and starting over. Naruto watched the mirror fascinated, watching her every move. When she started to put on her final touches of lipgloss, he moved to sit on the edge of the chair next to her with his elbow on the table.
"Want some?" she asked, smacking her lips and blowing him a pretend kiss.
Naruto screwed his nose up in distaste but started laughing when Sakura tried to apply some pink gloss to his lips. Most of it ended up on his cheek, which he wiped away with the back of his hand. Suddenly, his face was caught in between two small powder puffs and his hair was clipped with bobby pins. Sakura was standing behind him, admiring her work and giggling.
"You look so pretty Naruto, if only I was a lesbian," she teased.
Naruto stuck his tongue out at her, "Shut up, you're already one. A big bull dyke!" he crowed. He ran down the hallway and halted at the staircase. Below him was the front door, and on the other side of the door he could make out the form of a dark haired man. Sakura stopped behind him, panting a little for running after him.
Naruto pointed, "I think your date is here."
"Oh my God! Oh my God! What do I do? Naruto, I can't do this!" She cried, her breaths becoming shallow and quick.
"Er…you walk down, open the door, and invite him in?" Naruto offered, observing her behavior worriedly.
"No, you open the door, I need to relax for a moment. Please Naruto? Just wait with him for a few minutes in the living room?" she begged.
Naruto rolled his eyes, as Sakura mouthed "thank you" and rushed back into her room. He made his ways down the winding stairs and reached the front door just as the person decided to ring the doorbell.
When Naruto finally opened the door and saw the man standing in front of it, he suddenly understood why Sakura had begun to hyperventilate. Her date was one of hottest boys he had ever seen. Black hair, dark eyes, fair skin…
And Naruto's oxygen intake began to skyrocket as well.
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"Are you stupid or something?" the boy drawled, looking at him with disdain.This immediately snapped Naruto back to his senses. "Excuse me?" he asked angrily.
"Oh so you're deaf too? Just my luck," the other sneered.
"Just your luck what?" Naruto countered.
"Just my luck that I have to go on a date with some girl who is both deaf and dumb."
"For your information, I'm a boy!" Naruto said fervently, "Your date is upstairs…And I am neither stupid nor deaf!"
"Oh, could have fooled me," the boy shrugged, "I'm Sasuke."
Naruto glared at Sasuke, but stepped back to let him into the house. As he led Sasuke into the living room he caught his appearance in the hallway mirror and quickly looked away. He had forgotten about his hair and makeup.
I'm going to kill Sakura.
Sasuke sat down on the lush couch with an annoyed huff. Naruto could tell that he was one of those people who did not like to be kept waiting.
"Do you want something to drink?" Naruto asked trying to buy Sakura some time, as her date's mood worsened with every second.
Sasuke smirked, "Are you her servant?"
Naruto could also tell that this guy was an asshole.
"No!" Naruto yelled, "You know what? I don't care. You can sit here by yourself for all I care. I was trying to be nice and do a favor for a friend, but who knew her date would be a jackass?! Good Lord, you have some nerve –"
His rant was cut short when he heard someone clearing their throat behind him. He turned and found Sakura looking at him exasperatedly.
Naruto chuckled forcedly and raised a hand to scratch the back of his head, "Hey Sakura!"
She narrowed her eyes at him and snapped, "Don't 'hey Sakura' me!" Then she turned her attentions to Sasuke who was looking at the entire situation with amusement. "Sasuke! It's so good to finally meet you."
"Yea. You look nice" he said monotonously.
"Naruto helped me pick out the dress!"
"What, this idiot?" Sasuke asked with a nod in Naruto's direction.
"Excuse me, I'm in the room!" Naruto loudly exclaimed.
Sasuke stood up and walked over to grab Sakura's hand. He led her towards the front door. Sakura turned her head to look at Naruto with an excited expression on her face.
"Bye Naruto! Take care!" And then she was gone.
Naruto heard two car doors slam and then a powerful sounding engine roaring down the street. He sighed and walked up to Sakura's room to retrieve his backpack. Afterwards, Naruto felt the sense of oppression more than ever while walking to the bus stop. Sakura always had boyfriends, but there was something different about this date. Naruto could sense a change in the way Sakura presented herself, the way she handled herself in front of Sasuke. Before she was always flirty and carefree. For her, it had always been more about the sex. This time, Naruto could sense it. He was the one. With Sasuke's introduction, Naruto's end had begun. At this thought, under the dim lampposts of Konoha's red-light district, Naruto felt more alone than ever.
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A/N: A while ago, I wrote a short drabble-ish thing that I wanted to turn into a multi-chapter story. Here is the result. The story will indeed eventually be SasuNaru. And yes, Naruto is a prostitute, but not for the entire story. Just thought I'd give you a head's up.Since this is my first multi-chap story and all, I'll give you cookies if you review. Metaphorically speaking of course :)
