Hey everybody! Heres another Sasunaru for you. Probably a two shot, maybe MAYBE a three shot. Next chapter will hopefully be out soon.

YAOI boyxboy no flaming helpful critiques and what not is helpful. I know theres a huge war going on over at dA about yaoi/yuuri and anti-yaoi/yuuri but really no ones forcing anyone do to anything they don't want to. Just be open minded or ignore it no need to make a fuss.

Disclaimer: Just the idea is mine, characters are property of Masashi Kishimoto, who is amazing for creating Naruto.

EDIT: I've made some minimal changes to this story; just basic spelling and grammar stuff nothing that will change the plot or anything. I realize I fails at grammar and simple spelling T-T Anyways I just wanted to say thank you again to Vivid Impact for telling me the correct spellings and teaching me grammar rules the teachers at my school couldn't. :)

"Isn't this place great, Sakura?" An energetic, blonde boy asked his pink haired, emerald eyed friend. Said friend sighed as she watched the blue-eyed male jump around the cozy shop he had just bought.

Small as it was, it was perfect for what Naruto needed it for. The shop had polished, wooden floors and light blue walls. The front had 2 large windows with the words 'Kitsune Dessert Café' written across each of them in orange, fancy cursive writing. The inside of the store had 6 circular tables with 3 chairs each. At the back of the store was a counter with the cash register and 2 display cases on either side of it.

"Yeah this place is nice Naruto, cozy, great find." Sakura complimented.

The sun kissed boy nodded his head happily. "Yeah I'm gonna open on Monday! I have all my ingredients I need and put fliers on the bulletin boards and stuff all over town."

"This Monday?! Way to tell your best friend when your grand opening is!" the pink-haired girl complained.

Naruto looked confused. "But-but Sakura! I-I just told you." Naruto looked scared, having felt Sakura's wrath before. She shook her head.

"Yeah, you just told me today. Today is Friday! You're lucky I don't have any plans on Monday or else I might have not been able to make it." Sakura calmly explained.

"But you're not busy right!?" Naruto asked a look of pure horror on his face when he realized his best friend might not be able to come to his shops grand opening.

Sakura rolled her eyes. Hadn't she just said she was available? Gosh he was so simple-minded sometimes. She sighed, "Yes, you moron, I am free on Monday. You got lucky."

He breathed a sigh of relief. What kind of grand opening would it be if his best buddy wasn't there to share it with him? "That's great Sakura! I officially open at 9 a.m. But right now I have to go start baking." he ushered the green-eyed beauty out the door and locked it.

"Do you need any help with the baking or anything?" she asked as they walked to their respective cars.

The sun kissed man shook his head, smiling brilliantly. "No thanks, Sakura. I want it to be something personal y'know? So I probably won't see you much this weekend."

"I can come over and see how you're doing though right? Make sure you don't work yourself until you pass-out." Sakura asked uncertainly. Last time she left him alone for a weekend when he had a project to do he basically worked for 72 hours straight, only stopping to stretch and go to the bathroom.

Naruto grinned and rubbed the back of his head nervously, a habit he's had since he was small. "Don't worry about me! But you can come over, I like the company." he said the last part more to himself than her.

Sakura's expression softened, she knew Naruto didn't enjoy being by himself; ever since he was 14, when his parents died in a car accident. Their deaths destroyed for about 5 months. But Naruto was strong and managed to pull his shattered life back together. He was able to finish high school and go to college for the culinary arts. It had always been Naruto's dream to be a chef and now that he had his own shop he could be. Sakura couldn't have been prouder.

"Okay then it's settled! I'll stop by on Saturday and Sunday night." The pink-haired female said, opening her car door. The blond boy nodded his head and got into his own car waving goodbye to his companion. A few honks of their horns later they drove off in opposite directions.

Sasuke Uchiha: a dark haired, arrogant, cold, beauty was walking out to his car after work when something caught his eye. There, in the middle of the bulletin board outside of his office building was a piece of bright, hideous, neon orange paper. The pale mans eye visibly twitched at the sight. He stalked over to it and forcibly ripped it off the board. Holding it out in front of him he read:

'Kitsune Dessert Café!

GRAND OPENING!!

Monday, June 6 9 a.m.

17 Konoha Lane, next to library'

The Uchiha scowled at the happy color. So, another pointless shop to take up space around here. Konaha Lane? That's just down the road, on the route to get to work. The kids and gossiping old women will enjoy a new café though. His scowl deepened. Sasuke hated children, they were always so sticky and loud, completely obnoxious little creatures that get away with too much. But the café does have desserts….

Monday morning Naruto was up bright and early, or dark and early since he was awake before the sun had a chance to wake up. He had been putting finishing touches on his cakes and packing away the other sweets, dishes, etc. Once everything was securely packaged and stacked away in his car he took a break and had some breakfast.

As he sat down to enjoy his meal (scrambled eggs with toast and milk) a voice cut through the silence that had settled in his apartment.

"Good morning Naruto!" suddenly the pink haired girl was sitting across from the blue-eyed boy, taking a bite from his toast.

"Ewha!? Sakura! That was my toast!!" he whined, making a feeble attempt at getting his toast back.

Sakura just grinned and hopped out of his reach, waving the piece of bread at him. "Haven't you ever heard of sharing? Plus you make the best grub I've ever had!" The emerald eyed girl munched contently on the toast ignoring the fuming blond.

After a moment Naruto sighed, sometimes there was just no fighting with Sakura. He turned back to the food still in his possession.

"So Sakura I managed to fit most of then stuff in my car but there are still some cakes that I couldn't fit, will you bring them over for me?" Naruto questioned, eating his scrambled eggs.

"Sure thing Naruto, whenever you're ready." Sakura replied, taking her seat across from Naruto again.

Naruto nodded his head, his mouth too full of food to even try to speak.

Once Naruto had finished his breakfast he loaded the rest of his sweets and supplies into Sakura's car and they headed for his shop. They arrived at the Kitsune's Dessert Café at about 7.

"Sakura just follow me out back and I'll show you where to put the stuff!" Naruto hollered out hi window. Sakura honked in response, there was no way she was going to be yelling out the window at 7 in the freaking morning.

Out back Naruto and Sakura unloaded the sweets and teas and began sorting them for easier access. After everything was out of the cars and sorted they took bundles of each kind and put them into the display case. Soon as that was done they cleaned the windows, counters, tables, display cases, and mopped the floor.

By the time it was all done it was about 8:45. Tired but not discouraged the duo was finally able to take a break.

"Hey Naruto, you thirsty?" Sakura inquired her companion.

"Yeah a little bit but I forgot to bring anything to drink or eat! I'm going to have to wait until lunch." Naruto fretted, slamming his head down and damning his stupidity.

Sakura laughed. "No worries bud I gotcha covered! Be back in a minute."

"Omfgkaiy." the blonde man mumbled into the hard table.

Just as she said the pink haired girl returned a minute or so later with 2 water bottles and a small bag of chips with her.

"I knew there was another reason I brought you!" Naruto exclaimed blue eyed shining when he spotted the water and chips.

Sakura rolled her eyes sitting back down. "Wow you really know how to make a girl feel special."

Naruto grabbed the water and chips from her, stuffing a few in his mouth and taking a big swig out of the bottle. "Ah! That's good stuff. Nye, Nye, Sakura! I'm not interested in making women feel special. You know that."

Sakura sighed. Yes, she knew her best friend and long time crush was gay. After several months of denial she finally came to terms with Naruto's sexual orientation. Now she was just happy being his most trusted friend. "Yeah, yeah I know. Speaking of which how did your date with Kiba go?" she asked smiling.

"It was…okay." watching Sakura's face fall he hurried on, "Kiba's great! Just like me but just not…I dunno my 'type' I guess you could say."

A rare thoughtful look overcame the females face. "Not your type? But you have so much in common!" whined the disappointed pink haired girl.

"That's just it! We're too much alike, more like best friends or something not lovers. Plus Kiba's bi and I saw him looking at this chick, Hinata, really fondly." Naruto explained.

After pondering his words for a minute, Sakura decided that it was true; they would be better suited as friends. Another thought made Sakura want to punch Kiba square in the face; how dare he checking out someone when he was on a date with Naruto! That's just rude.

Naruto could see a look of rage start to cross his friend's features and reviewed his choice of wording again. Realization dawned on him that he had made it sound like Kiba had been rudely neglecting him in favor of checking out chicks. "Now Sakura! Don't think about doing anything drastic. Kiba paid attention to me and was a terrific date the whole time. We ran into Hinata and he introduced me; that's when I noticed it. Plus he didn't seem like he really wanted to say goodbye to her, it was pretty….well cute actually." The emerald eyed girls features softened and relaxed, Naruto heaved a sigh of relief.

The 'kachng, kachng' of the bells Naruto had put over the door echoed through the little shop. A little girl was pulling at her mothers' hand, urging her to come all the way into the café. Her mother looked around before settling her eyes on the duo sitting at one of the tables. She looked embarrassed as she wordlessly tried to calm her child down.

"I-I'm sorry, are you not open yet?" she managed to get out. The blue eyed boy grinned in excitement.

'My first customer, believe it!'

"Little brother, I trust you have those files completed?" Itachi Uchiha asked tauntingly to Sasuke.

Sasuke gritted his teeth in frustration. Of course he didn't have those damned files done! There were 3 of the retched things, each with about 30 pages! How in the hell of it was he supposed to do all that work when his evil brother had just given them to him that morning?

"No, Itachi, I don't have them done yet." Sasuke didn't pause in his work, pen scratching its way across the paper in front of him, his computer screen giving his face an eerie glow.

The elder Uchiha 'tsked' his brother. "That will not do Sasuke, Father will not be pleased."

Sasuke let out a long deep breath through his nose; counting to ten mentally. "I'm sorry Itachi, please ask Father for my forgiveness. Tell him its difficult for me to do work that isn't given to me with an appropriate amount of time to complete it." The smaller male prepared himself for Itachi's wrath, that last comment was out of line; what was he thinking, insulting his superior?

Instead of feeling any pain from the slap of a hand he looked up into the empty black eyes.

"I won't punish you this time, Sasuke." Itachi began his voice so cold that icicles were almost coming out of his mouth, "Step out of your place once more though and there will be consequences. Maybe nice long break with Orichimaru is due?" the long haired mans mouth twisted into a sick grin of a person who's obviously not in his right mind.

The little hairs on the back of Sasuke's neck stood on end at the sound of his name, though he kept his face carefully composed and showed no trace of what he was really feeling. Sasuke wasn't actually sure what Orichimaru's original job was here, only that now his main job responsibility was to punish those who superiors thought were off, incorrectly doing their work, etc. To be sent to him was a blow to ones pride and Sasuke couldn't afford to be viewed as any lower than he already was compared to his brother and father.

Looking straight into those empty, endless black eyes Sasuke evenly replied, "No need to concern yourself, Itachi; these files will be done shortly," one of Itachi's slim eyebrows rose at the vague estimation min time, "—about an hour or two and then I can get started on anything else you need me to do. Okay?" After the question (which was obviously rhetorical so he wasn't expecting an answer anyways) the young Uchiha returned to slaving over the files and Itachi nodded with a quiet 'alright then' and left, gliding his way almost silently through Sasuke's office door.

Business at the Kitsune Dessert Café was booming. Young couples sharing parfaits and smoothies, mothers attempting to control their young ones, giggling school girls gossiping about the cute boy in their math class, who was dating who, and what people were doing to get high. Those conversations Naruto didn't pay much attention to, why would he care that Konohamaru was the hot soccer star who sucks at calculus or how much glue you had to inhale in order to get high?

The conversations he really enjoyed listening to were the political ones mothers had with each other once they gave up controlling their kids. Their talks often informed the blond of whose company had bought out whose, which candidate was more scandalous, the latest corruption in the government, etc, etc.

Today, Anko and Kurenai, two of his regular customers who seemed to know too much (personally, Naruto thought they got all their information from the comforts of a home, on their back but who was he to judge?) were talking about how the Sharingan Incorporation had just promoted the youngest Uchiha to be officially on the board as co-vice president.

"Yeah they had this special meeting and everything!" Anko was saying.

"Really? It's about time that Uchiha Sasuke caught up to the ranks of his father and brother." Kurenai responded biting into her yellow sponge cake.

"Well that's a little harsh isn't it? Sasuke is under a lot of pressure and reaching such a high rank at the age of 23 is quite impressive, Uchiha or not." Anko defended the youngest Uchiha as if she was his Aunt or something.

Naruto found their talk rather amusing and was happy (for once) that today was a slow day. He could freely eavesdrop without worry of neglecting customers.

Kurenai sighed. "Does it really matter? That whole family has mental issues. Every time I see them on T.V. or whatever they always look so…cold and uncaring. Maybe something tragic happened to them or something, then again it could just be a genetic trait they got from their father."

Anko shrugged in response, sipping from her Berry Bash Smoothie. "I heard that they all have certain obsessions, besides work of course."

Anko's red eyed companion 'ooed' and leaned forward. "Like what?" She questioned, curiosity and excitement entangled in her voice.

"Like Fugaku's-- that the fathers name-- is foreign weaponry. As in like katanas from around here, pistols from America, swords from England, the works!" Kurenai's eyebrows rose at the new piece of information. Anko hurried on. "No one's sure what Itachi's is for sure but most think it's pure, unadulterated power." Kurenai nodded her head in agreement. "Sasuke's, of course, is knowledge. He's constantly on his computer or has his nose dug into a book. I think he knows like 6 different language fluently, if not more."

"Yeah and do you know about their stress relievers?" Anko's eyes got big and she shook her head furiously, upset that Kurenai knew something that she didn't.

Encouraged by her reaction, Kurenai continued enthusiastically. "Well they all work out like crazy and are very strong because of it but they each have a certain food they like to indulge themselves with. Fugaku's is totally top secret, absolutely no one knows but from what I've been able to gather Itachi like's pasta and Sasuke…well his is quite interesting actually. Most of the Uchihas' like either spicy or bitter tasting foods but Sasuke's always the odd one. He likes his food spicy yes but his select special food is sweets. Cakes, milkshakes, brownies, parfaits, smoothies, pudding, chocolate, caramel, anything of that sort Sasuke loves. He's constantly denying it though for something like that is considered a weakness and that's not 'acceptable for an Uchiha to have'."

The two women continued to chit-chat but Naruto was carried away by a voice. His favorite (and most frequent) customer, Choji, had walked in and was trying to get the blue eyed boys attention.

'What a day, what a day.' Thought the content blue eyed boy as he swept the floor of his shop. There was still about 10 minutes left until he officially closed but no one came in this late anyway.

While he was lost in his own little world, Naruto failed to notice the bells ring as the door opened or the raven haired man that entered.

Sasuke smirked as he watched the tan employee try to dance while sweeping; the end movement was an awkward swaying of his, clumsy moving of feet and an inadequate job of sweeping the fairly clean floor. On an interesting twirl, happy ocean blue eyes locked with amused obsidian eyes.

Naruto froze as he stared into the endless dark pools. How long had he been watching him? Why hadn't he said anything? That teme!

"All done your little show, dobe?" the pale man asked, gracefully sliding off the countertop and crossing his arms.

Naruto blushed. "T-teme! You could have coughed or said something! No one made you watch." Naruto gulped. The man standing before him was gorgeous, tall, kinda lanky but there was definitely some muscle in there, black hair styled oddly in spikes in the back with amazing dark eyes shadowed by long lashes. Pale lips turned up slightly in a sadistic smirk. He was dressed in a dark navy blue suit and a shiny royal blue tie.

Naruto was about to open his mouth and say something else but the pale man was suddenly standing inches away from him, hands braced on the table the blond was standing in front of.

"So, what does one have to do in order to get some decent service around here?" His breath (minty fresh, Naruto noticed) ghosted over the blondes face and slightly moved the hair around his face.

"Don't you think you're a little close?" The tanned man gave himself a pat on the back mentally for not stuttering. He didn't think it was possible but the man got even closer, their noses almost touching. Naruto blushed harder and swallowed thickly.

"I could always get closer." The black eyes were half-lidded by pale eyelids with light blue veins webbed across them. Naruto could feel his own eye lids beginning to droop in response.

Something suddenly flipped on in Naruto's head. This was someone he'd never met! A complete stranger and he was about to completely give in and be kissed and kami knows what else. He smoothly slid under the porcelain arm and hopped behind the counter.

"What did you wish to have? Sorry the stocks kinda low, it is the end of the day, all the good stuff was sold already." Naruto said messing with things on the counter to avoid looking at the man.

"What's the sweetest thing you've got?" The raven haired male asked, casually leaning against the counter. He was acting like nothing had happened and it was perfectly to ask for food after doing something like...well that.

"Well I could make you the Rasengan Cake but it might take me a couple days to get all the ingredients, but that's the sweetest thing I've got."

Sasuke nodded his head. "That sounds good. I'll order that as for now I'll just have a piece of the chocolate pudding pie."

The tanned boy grabbed a piece of pie and put it into a take out box and grabbed a pen and piece of paper. "Okay can I have a number to call you when the cakes ready? Oh and the pie is $1.75."

The ebony eyed male took out the correct amount of money and set it on the counter. "You can reach me at 709-245-9809. Just ask for S.U." He grabbed the box and turned to leave.

"Wait! What does S.U. stand for?" Naruto called after the stranger.

"It stands for," the dark beauty looked over his shoulder, smirking, "Sasuke Uchiha."

Me: OMG Happy (late) Birthday Sasuke! Like your present?

Sasu: No. I didn't even get to kiss Naruto!! T-T

Me: Oh well this wasn't exactly your present. And if it was you should be greatful for anything! :P But here's your actual present! --takes out huge box wrapped in blue and black wrapping paper.

Sasu: 0.o Wow well thanks. -unwraps gift-

~Inside Box~

Naru: Get me the hell out of here! Its freezing when you dont have clothes on. Kayla!! Are you out there?! I'm gonna kill you!!

Sasu(sporting a nosebleed): Kayla-chan, what did you do to him?

Me: --Innocent eyes-- Oh...nothing y'know just stripped him, tied his hands and feet together and made him watch those videos you keep in your closet. Then wrapped him up and gave him to you!

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Me: Hey...where'd you guys go?! Hmpf whatever. Hope you enjoyed this chapter, next chapter might have a lemon. Reviews are welcomed and loved! =3