Hotmail
By Mitzuki Amagiwa
Summary: Sasuke wasn't a nerd. He wasn't a geek either. It was just that he had gotten a new computer for his birthday and planned to use it in…Er…Very special ways.
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. If I did, do you think I'd be sitting here writing fanfiction?
The raven-haired teen hopped onto his computer as soon as he got home from training. Everyone on his team had been kind of surprised when he left as soon as they were done, considering he was normally the one to stay and practice several hours later.
But he didn't care.
His laptop buzzed into life and Sasuke watched eagerly as the blue screen with his username came up.
He had finally gotten a computer. In all honesty, he thought he was going to be the very last person to get one in Konoha since even the dobe had one. But- lo and behold- he had received one for his birthday from the Uchiha Fan Club before even Neji had one.
There, he was happy.
And he figured the Fan Club could be of good use after all.
Besides taking his anger out on them.
Sasuke typed in his password, hitting the enter key lightly. His background came up, and he kind of smiled at the picture of his team.
Especially at Naruto.
The teen pulled up the Internet on the machinery, and checked his email.
He honestly didn't know what to be expecting, since no on knew his email.
He thought.
There was fan mail- ten pages worth of fan mail.
He had only gotten his account yesterday.
Sasuke grumbled slightly as he decided to empty his whole inbox.
But of course, the program didn't work like that. He had to go through the whole list and click on every box beside the name in order to delete any of them.
He sighed, but continued, reading a couple of the titles.
'SASUKE-KUN!!!! I 3 U!!!!' Was the main one that came up, but one of them caught his eyes.
'Hotmail'; He frowned slightly.
What was hotmail?
Curiously, he opened the page up in a new window and read the email. He furrowed his eyebrows as he scrolled down further.
It was statistics.
The numbers were pretty high, but Sasuke didn't understand what the statistics were about. As he neared the last part of the page, it dawned on him.
The friggin' statistics were about sex! About how many people got better sex if they hooked up on the computer!
The raven-haired teen blushed, and he began exiting out when a pop-up came up exclaiming 'IF YOU DON'T SEND A 'HOTMAIL' TO YOUR TRUE LOVE NOW ONLY BAD LUCK WILL HAPPEN TO YOUR LOVE!'
Sasuke exited out of that too. He didn't believe in that crap.
Who would?
Just as he was about to log off of his computer completely, another email came up. The male raised a brow as he realized the title was labeled 'Hotmail'.
Deciding it wouldn't hurt, the raven-haired boy opened the email up.
AN: MUWHAHAHA!!! Cliffy! I'm so evil. Well anyway, if you want this story to continue, tell me who sent the 'hotmail'. I just might use your idea….
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