Sasuke sighs, his attempt at gaining Naruto's attention once again failing. He bites his lip as he walks, his outward appearance staying stoic regardless of his inner confusion and turmoil. He gets a bit further from the training grounds and is struck by an idea. A sly smirk upturns the corner of his lip and he walks home quickly, setting to work. The next day finds Sasuke training, sweaty and breathless in his rigorous work. Naruto stumbles upon the other, stopping to watch. He notices the other working harder than normal and he watches Sasuke's body move, entranced by the rippling muscles. Naruto bites his lip, just about hitting his limit before pinning Sasuke to the tree, near-growling in his ear, "I get the feeling you're doing this on purpose."
Sasuke smirks innocently, "Doing what?" The blonde rolls his eyes, refusing to let the brunette play coy and simply crushes their lips together. After they pull apart, Sasuke laughs breathlessly and lowly, whispering seductively, "Finally you notice, dobe."