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AN: Hello my lovelies. I just want to say OMG I'M STARTING A NEW FIC ALREADY!! And then counteract it by saying BUT THIS WON'T BE UPDATED FOR A WHILE IT'S JUST A TASTE!!

Now I'm hoping you'll have all noticed this by now in which case I wish to inform you that so I don't get busy and have to large a case load I've posted this first chapter so you'll have something to look forward to/put on story alerts. Since I have too many stories going at the moment I've decided to finish at least 2 before working on this one, I'll still be doing oneshots and what not but yeah.

Oh and that MIGHT CHANGE if I get enough incentive to write i.e. reviews lol. Anyways just telling you all this so I don't get people yelling at me for not updating. Any who I hope you like this story. Much love peoples.

Hugs and Kisses

BlackEyedWicca

The Flavour Of Love

Chapter 1: In My Thoughts

It was another ordinary morning in the hidden leaf ninja village; everyone had woken up, got dressed and prepared for the day ahead. Whether that was strapping on weapons or opening stores was irrelevant because the objective was the same; to begin the day so that eventually it would end bringing them back to the comfort and relaxation of their home.

Yet even though it was a beautiful morning, with not a dark cloud in the sky, not everyone was being optimistic. The resident Ice Prince Sasuke Uchiha was in his house, infamous scowl on his face as he sat glaring at his kitchen wall. Now finding this Uchiha in a fowl mood and glaring was rather common considering he had his entire clan wiped out by his brother. After that, it would only be natural that you tended to be in a fowl mood 24/7.

However, strangely enough this wasn't the cause for our Raven's annoyance. No, the problem that was frustrating him was the dream he had woken up from. He was trying not to think about it but it kept managing to wiggle its way into his mind, flashing images of himself and a blonde team mate of his in rather erotic positions. Closing his eyes, he was hit once again with another onslaught of images, his knuckles turning white as he clenched them.

With a growl, he smacked his fist against the bench, his eyes snapping open at the sound of wood splitting. Looking down, his scowl returned full force as he noticed three prominent cracks in his dining room table. Standing up angrily he kicked his chair, not caring when it fell backwards hitting the floor.

Raising a hand to his eyebrows, he rubbed them while mumbling, "I need to pulverize something."

Heading towards his room he found himself, once again thinking about his blue eyed friend. Naruto had always fascinated Sasuke. Even before they were team mates, he was always there making sure everyone noticed him. He had first seen him as an annoyance but soon saw past that and saw his loneliness, that his loudness was a cry for attention.

It wasn't long before Sasuke found himself thinking of the blonde outside of the academy. Just seeing something blue, orange or yellow would spring forth a Naruto centric question, he had become obsessed with discovering everything he could about the blonde. He thought he was just curious and that the only reason he gave him a second thought was because Naruto had never given him one.

That theory changed however on the day he was assigned to team 7. The day Naruto had looked at him. He had sat right in front of his face, trying to find out why all the girls adored him. What caught Sasuke's attention was how soft Naruto's lips looked. Within second of the thought entering his brain Naruto was knocked forward and his observation was proved, Naruto did have soft lips, and he had been the first one to know it.

After the accidental kiss it had all gone down hill. He couldn't stop thinking about Naruto's lips, smile, hair, eyes; everything about him was planted in his mind. He tried to deny it, telling himself it wasn't true but as he spent time with Naruto, even going so far as to give him a nickname he realised, he had fallen for the dobe… hard.

At first he had trouble being around him, casual touches making him stamp down blushes and seeing him go puppy eyes for Sakura made his heart clench. But knowing he could never have his blonde, he simply pushed down the feelings deciding to keep there slight friendship rather then risk being hated and avoided.

His plan ran smoothly, he never let Naruto know of how much he cared, always masking his concern with banter and fights. It wasn't until there battle with Haku that his feelings slipped. When Haku had aimed his needles at Naruto, he had felt time stop, he hadn't needed to think; he threw himself in the way, prepared to lose his life rather then Naruto.

He had lain in Naruto's arms, wanting to tell him everything but unable to. Slowly and painfully he lifted up his hand, faintly touching whisker marks before darkness overwhelmed his senses. He woke up to Sakura hugging and crying all over him, but it was worth it just to be the receiver of Naruto's relieved smile and hug. That night was the first time Naruto had played lead role in his fantasies.

He had quickly learned to quell his dreams, or to go without his release on missions, in a way he found it his punishment for loving Naruto. For loving someone who would hate the mere thought of his feelings, his love. He couldn't remember in what book he had read it but the quote still rang clear in his mind: 'The greatest sin is loving someone who is your sworn enemy'. He felt the quote fitting; a modern day tale of Romeo and Juliet… only sadly his Juliet would never and could never love him back.

When he reached his room, he shook off his depressing thoughts, scowling slightly at his own self pity. He hated people who complained about the horrid things in there life, yet he was being contradictive. Here he was moping about Naruto and how he could never get his precious person, wallowing in his own unrequited love and becoming exactly like the people he so despised.

Exiting his room, he headed for the study, completely forgetting the reason he had made his way upstairs. When he reached the correct door he opened it and entered the room. Walking over to a table he grabbed a pen and a book before opening a draw. Inside were 20 hard cover books. They each had different covers and patterns. Giving them all a quick look he soon pulled out what looked like a hard cover journal. It had a black cover with oranges swirls and an orange ribbon attached to the spine that was used to mark the writers place.

Smiling slightly, he walked over to an armchair that if sat in correctly could let you observe the entire backyard of his house. Sasuke however was uninterested in the world outside. Curling himself in the chair he placed the book on his leg and opened it. With his pen poised he thought for a few moments before quickly writing a title on the first page.

How To Catch Naruto's Attention/Affection

His hand moved down to the first line, hovering above the page. After a few moments he rearranged his hand and started tapping his pen on his book lightly. Looking at the page he sighed. The title was all well and good, but what he really needed was some steps to follow it, but that was where he had always fallen short.

He had never tried to date someone before, had never tried to win there affections. Sure he had thousands of girls throw themselves at him but that had never once been attractive, and from what he knew about Naruto he would be more suspicious of roses, flowers and pink cards then getting a kiss smack dab on his face. No, this would have to be subtle yet obvious, normal yet caring, he had to show the blonde exactly what lengths he would go to in order to get his attention.

Always the one to plan things, getting the most from a situation, he started thinking. What did he know about the dobe? Well he loved Ramen, wore orange, liked Sakura, wanted to be Hokage, wanted to be stronger then him… the list went on. Naruto was never one to be quiet about his opinions. As he sat staring at his book he heard something hit his window. Standing up, he put the book on the now vacant armchair before going to the window.

Looking out he was surprised to see the object of his thoughts throwing rocks at each of the houses windows. Sasuke blinked before opening the window wide and sticking his head out.

"Dobe, what the hell are you doing?"

Hearing his voice, Naruto looked up and with a small glare said, "Don't call me that Sasuke-teme!"

Resisting the urge to rub his temples, Sasuke asked again, "What are you doing?"

Naruto blinked before smiling. "Buy me ramen Sasuke-teme!!"

Sasuke scowled. Naruto only ever came around to get something out of him; it was never to just be with him. It was ramen this, a spar that. He was fed up with it. He went to shout out his answer when he stopped. Turning back inside, he looked at the book on the chair before looking back at Naruto.

"Fine, wait there" He said before shutting the window and grabbing the book and pen. With a few strokes of his pen a sentence had formed, reading over it he smiled slightly.

"Here goes… well everything." He muttered before closing the book and placing it on the desk.

Exiting the room he headed down stairs to meet Naruto. He never noticed the wind of the fan flick the book open revealing his sentence.

Be what Naruto wants, do exactly what he loves. Even if it's an illusion of yourself, it's worth it if you get to be with him.

AN: Well peoples? I hope you liked it. Also the next chapter, and chapters to come after it will be funnier/SasuNaru centric, this was like a prologue. So yeah…please R&R I would be EVER so greatful….oh and for info on updates read the first Author's Note :D Thanks people.

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BlackEyedWicca