Author's Note: I've never had trouble coming up with a title before, but for this one I just couldn't come up with one I was satisfied with! So, the title might change a few times, please try not to get too confused!

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto... and be thankful I don't. Things would just be so wrong.

Seducing Sasuke?

Chapter One: The 'Art' of Seduction

"You know it's true!" Naruto said in a sing-song voice, tagging along after the royally pissed off kunoichi.

"Naruto!" Sakura cried in frustration and whipped around, threatening to close those bright blue eyes, permanently. After a few seconds and an intense staring contest, Naruto decided he couldn't resist declaring his theory for the upteenth time.

"Sasuke's gay!" He sang loudly, proud of the anthem he had created. Then Sakura's fist connected with the side of his skull in protest of those two words.

"IS NOT!" She roared defiantly. For the duration of the morning the blonde nuisance had dedicated himself to following Sakura and insisting Sasuke was gay. He had been trying unsuccessfully to persuade the girl after Sasuke had rejected her for the third time that day. Ever since the team disbanded for their lunch break this had been his mission, and it wasn't long before he could feel the notion of his theory start to creep into Sakura's fragile mind.

"It's true!" he whined, rubbing his head gingerly. "Why do you think he would reject you? It's because he's gay. And I'm almost positive that... that..." Sakura's eyes narrowed in suspicion as Naruto leaned over to whisper secretively in her ear. "He has a crush on me."

"NARUTO!" The boy found himself, once again, hitting the dirt. "He is not! I mean, you? You? I'll see it when I believe it!" Naruto pouted on the ground, holding his throbbing head, which doubled as proof that his words were impacting her.

"Hmm... Well, I have a bet for you," he said and smirked. "Come on, Sakura! Just hear me out."

"What is it?" She sighed dejectedly.

"If I can prove Sasuke likes me, you have to go on a date with me! If he doesn't, and it turns our he likes girls after all, I'll stop trying to get you to like me!"

Sakura opened her mouth, then closed it. A flourescent light bulb sparked into life above her head; the prospect of living a love life Naruto-free danced around in her head.

"So, basically you're saying that who ever seduces Sasuke wins?" She asked, a smile tugging at the end of her lips. Naruto widened his eyes and made a sour face.

"If that's what I have to do..." he mumbled. "Yeah! I'm going to seduce Sasuke and then I'll have you for myself!" The girl burst out laughing.

"I-I-If you say so. It's on!" Naruto held out his hand, staring her in the eye. "If you're serious about this," Sakura said, and reached out their hand. The deal was made once they officially shook on it. Together they bought their food and headed back to eat lunch at the training grounds, thoughts and plots running through their heads.

"Naruto? Why are you eating like that?" Sakura demanded.

Naruto happened to be sitting right next to her at the rickety little picnic table Team 7 was currently eating lunch on, waiting for Kakashi to return. Naruto was fixated on gazing deeply into what had to be Sasuke's eyes. He was staring into his eyes and slowly feeding long strands of ramen into his mouth, one at a time, sucking them in. When it dissappeared into his mouth he licked his lips smoothly, never taking his eyes off the raven haired boy.

"Like... what?" Naruto said innocently. Sakura aimed a sharp kick at him from under the table, causing him to jump and hiccup. She glanced over at Sasuke, who, after numerous but futile glares, was reduced to avoiding all eye contact with his blonde comrade whatsoever.

Oh, no you don't, Sakura thought furiously, so she seized her chopsticks and began playing the same game. She stared fixedly at Sasuke, and began feeding noodles into her mouth, the licking the bare chopstick. She narrowed her eyes into a lewd look that she willed Sasuke to look at.

Unfortunatly, it only took a few more seconds for the Uchiha to pick up his lunch and walk away to a more remote area. they couldn't tell if he know what they were up to, but chances were he just thought they were being annoyingly ravenous.

A Half An Hour Later

Kakashi left. He left to run an errand, and left them to train. He left them with the pathetic excuse thath he thought he left the water in his appartment running, when in reality it was sweltering hot and he probably didn't feel like staying outside.

"It-is-so-hot," Naruto groaned, and stretched out his arms. Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and he peered around for any sign of shade. Coincidently, his eye caught Sakura's.

The spark in her eye ignited his own forgotten determination. He glanced over his shoulder and saw Sasuke, panting from just having performed some fire jutsu. Slyly, he yawned conspicuously and grabbed the bottom of his shirt. He yanked it up and over his head, slowly, before completely pulling it off. He eyed with satisfaction the sweat glistening on his toned abs.

Yup, this should do it, he thought to himself.

The NERVE! Sakura cracked her knuckles, catching the blonds attention. Smirking, her proceeded to train, and work up a sweat. Come on Sakura.. You, you can outdo THAT! What she did next was what she would call, risque. She pulled off her long top to reveal nothing but shorts, a thin stomach, and a sports bra Ino had given her.

It took a few seconds for Naruto to notice that she had stripped; when he did finally notice, his eyes bulged out of their sockets and his jaw dropped. She proceeded to stretch out, flaunting her fit body.

By this time, Sasuke turned around to ask Naruto if he wanted to spar, only to realize both his teammates were half naked. Lately, he couldn't shake off the feeling that they were both being even more freaky and annoying than usual.

No, it's hot out, that's all, he thought. He tried hard to divert his eyes, but he noticed it anyway; Naruto's own muscular frame made him feel self concious. He put a hand on his stomach. Yeah, he knew he looked better than him, but he was only satisfied when he was ten times better. And for Kami's sake, someone should tell Sakura to put her top back on before Naruto slips in his own collective puddle of drool.

"Hey, Sasuke!" Sakura called, determined to beat Naruto at his own game. "Can you help me for a second?" Sasuke turned his head and studied her.

"Have Naruto help you," he called back shortly. A vein pulsed on the side of her head, and Naruto cheered silently. She formed her lips into a cute pout.

"Please? I just want to get stronger..."

Sasuke made a small sound of skeptism. "You'll never get stronger if you depend on others to help you all the time." Her jaw nearly dropped as she was, once again, completely such down in classic Sasuke style. She could hardly dare to look at the expression on Naruto's face, but she did.

She turned to the blonde, who mouthed the words, "One-hundred percent gay." And she lost it.

Sakura was in the process of charging over to give Naruto a good beat down when suddenly, something beat her to it. She watched, confused, as the boy just crumpled in front of her, completely collasping. Her sudden charge faltered and she stood, baffled.

"Naruto?" She called.

What he collasped from exhaustion? She thought, and noticed Sasuke approaching.

"What happened?" He asked.

"I don't know! Is he okay?" The two bent down beside their fallen teammate, who groaned and stirred. His blue eyes fluttered open.

"Naruto, are you okay?" asked Sakura, genuinely concerned. He was shirtless but still drenched in sweat.

"Uh, I don't know. I think I overdid it. I just need some shade," Naruto replied, his voice slightly hoarse. He propped himself on his elbows and tried to get up, but lowered himself back to the ground with another groan.

"Idiot," Sasuke muttered, and offered him a hand. Taking it, Naruto pulled himself up, and slipped his arm over Sasuke, who supported him. Slowly, the raven haired boy helped his companion over to the shade, which was quite some distance away. Naruto frequently stumbled, leaning against Sasuke.

At the last second, Naruto cast a look over his shoulder, where Sakura was still standing. And he winked.

HE. IS. DEAD.

A few minutes later

"Thanks," Naruto muttered gruffly as soon as the trees shaded him from Sakura's menacing glare. Sasuke set him at the table they previously had lunch at. He heard no reply. Once he tore his eyes from spying on Sakura, he was a little suprised to look up to see they dark haried boy staring coldly at him.

"What's with you?" Sasuke asked him coldly, the condescending aura in his eyes boring down on him.

"Nothing," Naruto said with an air of distraction. "Hey, do you want to spar tomorrow?" Sasuke raised one eyebrow in suspicion at the blond's eratic behavoir. One minute he was passing out on the ground, the next requesting more training.

"Yeah... That's what I was going to ask you before you collasped," he said, emphasizing the last word to add the a hint of an implied insult; such was the recipe for Sasuke's laguage. But Naruto already knew this. He shrugged it off and focused on his goal.

"So around six?" He asked, more attentive.

"Sure..." Sasuke didn't continue his interrogation, and didn't even time even if he wanted to, because Sakura burst in the scene. Her face was flushed when she marched up to them.

"Okay you two! You've had enough time... " She huffed, never completing her sentence. "How are you feeling, Naruto?"

"A lot better since Sasuke sat me here," the boy answered, a mischievious smirk playing on his lips.

"I bet," she spat. Naruto eyes wandered below her face, and he wondered why she had put her clothes back on. Maybe it wasn't doing it for Sasuke, but it was sure entertaining him. "I've had enough training. Kakashi-Sensei isn't coming back, and it's been three hours. Let's just leave."

The three split up, the day's occurences weighing heavily on their minds. Well, at least Sakura's.