So my parents are taking my laptop in ten minutes and *flails* *throws chapter at you guys*

sorry for mistakes I'm rUSHING HARDCORE RIGHT NOW

and this was rewritten too

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Naruto actually attempted his test.

Naruto.

As Naruto solved math problem after math problem, never once stopping to stare off into space for extended periods of time as he normally did, his classmates wondered if the world was going to end. That was the only plausible explanation, right?

"Sakura," Ino said, pulling lightly on Sakura's ponytail to get her attention. The pinkette hissed and batted Ino's hand away.

"What do you want, Ino-pig?" she mumbled, speaking out of the corner of her mouth for fear of incurring Kakashi-sensei's wrath.

"Naruto's actually taking his test," Ino whispered, though she was much louder. She pointed her pencil in Naruto's direction, and Sakura's eyes bulged.

Naruto?

"What's gotten into—"

"Haruno-san, is there something you'd like to share with the class?"

Sakura's face flushed even pinker than her hair and she shook her head quickly, though she internally fumed at Ino's low snicker behind her. That bitch.

"N-No, Kakashi-sensei. Sorry!" She ducked her head in shame and squeezed her pencil, almost breaking it in the process. Damn it, Ino-pig!

Kakashi sighed, but turned back to his book, deciding not to give it much more thought. Teenage girls and their enigmatic minds would forever be a mystery to him, one he'd be more than happy with leaving unsolved.

After a few uninterrupted moments, a shadow over his desk drew Kakashi's attention, though he relaxed when he saw it was only Sasuke bringing up his test.

"First as usual," Kakashi muttered with a small smile, taking the paper from Sasuke.

Sasuke shrugged and turned on his heel to head back to his seat. He ignored the way Sakura and Ino ogled him on the long trek back to his desk in the rear of the room; he could have sworn they were mentally undressing him—or probably worse. He nearly gagged at the thought.

Another shadow looming over his desk drew Kakashi's attention again, and he half-expected it to be Sakura—so imagine his surprise when he came face-to-face with Naruto of all people.

Kakashi lifted an eyebrow in disbelief.

"Did you have a question, Naruto?"

Naruto shook his head and held out his paper.

"I'm done," he said, bouncing on his feet. Kakashi stared at the paper for a moment, raking his eyes over the chicken-scratch on it. Though he was going to have a hell of a time deciphering the answers later, there was no denying that the test was completed. So, without another word, he took the test from Naruto and set it on his desk, silently wondering if the universe was going to cave in on itself and implode before lunch.

Sasuke sat across the room, his eyes trained on his little blonde 'student' as he made his way back to his desk. Sasuke couldn't stop the low chuckle that built in his throat, and laughed quietly to himself, though this earned him the questioning—and frightened—stares of quite a few of his classmates.

Who would have thought that sexual favors from another guy could get Naruto serious about his schoolwork?

Thirty minutes later after everyone finished their tests, Kakashi began grading them. He decided to start with Naruto's, seeing as he was actually curious to what he'd managed to make this time around.

"Anyone who wants to know their grade before Monday can come find me at the end of the day," he said, his face scrunching up slightly as he tried to figure out if the scribble Naruto drew was a '2' or a '7.' "I should be in the teacher's lounge."

Naruto fidgeted in his seat like crazy, anxiety fueling his every jerky movement, and it wasn't long before it started to freak his friends out—especially Kiba.

"Dude, calm down," he whispered, lightly elbowing Naruto in the side. "I know you're normally hyper as fuck, but you're worse than usual today and it's kind of scaring me."

Naruto stilled his impatient wiggling and sat properly in his seat, though it took a good bit of effort when all he could think about was what his grade was going to be. His foot tapped nervously against the ground, but the movement was obscured from view by his desk.

"Sorry, Kiba," he muttered, leaning his head on his hand. "I'm just looking forward to getting my grade back."

Kiba lifted an eyebrow, silently questioning the blonde's sanity. But really, did Naruto have any to begin with?

"Since when do you of all people care about grades?"

A deep blush quickly powdered Naruto's cheeks before spreading across his nose and down his neck, effectively turning him into a blonde tomato.

Since Sasuke started jerking me off for every good grade I—

"No reason."

Kiba shook his head slowly. It seemed like Naruto had finally gone off the deep end.

"Whatever, dude."

Then the bell rang, signalling the end of class—and Naruto started fidgeting again.

After the last period of the day, Naruto began hastily packing his things, shoving binder after binder into his already-crammed backpack as quickly as he could.

"Calm down, Dobe. Kakashi isn't going anywhere for at least another hour."

Naruto jumped and nearly shrieked, though he clamped a hand over his own mouth, killing the girly noise before it had a chance to escape.

But why the hell did the Teme have to sneak up on him like that?!

Naruto shot a pointed glare at the raven-haired bastard, then turned back to shoving the last binder into his stuffed backpack.

"Whatever, Teme," Naruto grumbled. "What makes you think I'm heading to see him, anyway? I could just be anxious to get home, y'know!"

Sasuke pattered over to Naruto and leaned against his desk, smiling at the flustered blonde as he tried—and failed—to zip up his backpack.

"I saw you earlier, Naruto," he said, being sure to roll the 'r' just right. "You were practically jumping out of your seat. You just can't wait until I have my hands all over you, huh?"

Naruto turned into a tomato for the second time that day and waved his hands like crazy, almost as though he was trying to erase the words that just spilled past Sasuke's pretty lips.

"What the fuck, Teme?" Naruto whispered, though his voice bordered on being a low shout. "What if somebody heard and got the wrong...right idea?!"

"There's nobody else here, Usuratonkachi."

Naruto whipped his head back and forth to verify that yes, they were the only two people left in the classroom. He visibly relaxed, exhaling the last of his paranoia away, though he glared at Sasuke.

"You and I might as well walk together," Sasuke said, ignoring Naruto's childish attempt at intimidation. "I'm curious to see my grade as well." He pushed off the desk and headed for the door.

With a scowl, Naruto slung the strap of his partially-unzipped orange backpack over his shoulder and trailed behind Sasuke as he tried to catch up, his frog keychain jingling with every step he took.

"You probably don't even need to check your grade," Naruto grumbled after he finally fell into step with Sasuke farther down the hallway. "You always do well."

"You're probably right," Sasuke said as he pushed open the door to the teacher's lounge. Naruto huffed and his scowl deepened until it felt like it'd be a permanent indent in his face. Why didn't the Teme even have to lift a finger to get amazing grades?

"Ah, Sasuke, Naruto," Kakashi said from his place on the couch, not even glancing up from the erotic literature in his grasp, "are you two here to see your grades?"

Naruto nodded with enthusiasm, his scowl suddenly erased, though Sasuke only shrugged.

Kakashi set his novel down for a moment and reached into his work bag, then produced a giant manila folder stuffed to bursting. He shuffled through its contents for a few seconds, then pulled out two papers, double-checking them to make sure they were the right ones before shoving the folder away again.

"Good job, you two," he said, handing the papers to their respective owners.

Sasuke read the number on his test and shrugged; it's not like it was a surprise that he got a perfect score. As for Naruto, his eyes practically bulged out of his head as he read the big red numbers on top of his test.

He got an 83.

"HELL YEAH!" he yelled, causing both Sasuke and Kakashi to grimace at the outrageous volume of his voice.

"Do you always have to be so loud, Dobe?" Sasuke gritted.

Naruto paid him no heed, and soon burst into a fit of uncontrollable giggles as he gazed lovingly at the big, circled "83" until it was probably burned into his retinas. Kakashi stared at Naruto, wondering why he was giggling like a love-struck schoolgirl, though all his fucks flew out the window once he realized that Naruto was never sane to begin with. So, without offering Naruto even one more questioning glance, Kakashi picked up his erotic novel and sprawled back on the torn-up couch.

"You two can go now," he muttered, waving off the ever-stoic Uchiha and the mildly insane blonde with his hand.

After throwing their papers on the couch next to Kakashi, Sasuke had to practically shove Naruto out of the teacher's lounge because he wouldn't stop cackling and muttering indecipherable nonsense about magical tutors.

"Jeez, Dobe," Sasuke teased, "you sure you're not gay?" He slowly sank to his knees in front of Naruto who leaned against his shut front door, palming the growing bulge in Naruto's pants and smirking at the breathy moan he earned.

"This doesn't make me gay!" Naruto sputtered weakly, his knees buckling just slightly under Sasuke's careful touches.

"You're pretty worked up for a straight guy," Sasuke shrugged, "but whatever. You got a decent grade, so I'll make good on my end of the deal."

"Hey! That's better than a decent grade, and you're the gay one here, Teme!" Naruto said, his voice nearly failing as Sasuke added more pressure.

Sasuke shrugged again.

"Never said I wasn't gay."

Naruto blinked a couple of times in confusion, causing Sasuke to snicker as he truly lived up to his reputation as a 'dumb blonde.'

Dumbass.

"You really think a straight guy would willingly jerk or suck off another guy?" Sasuke asked with poorly-hidden amusement. "You're even more of a moron than a thought you were."

Naruto opened his mouth to bite back, but the angry words caught in his throat as Sasuke unzipped his jeans and popped the button. He watched, unable to tear his eyes away for a single second as Sasuke pulled his cock out and lightly stroked it.

"Just sit back and enjoy this."

And with that, Sasuke leaned forward, flattened his tongue, and dragged it up Naruto's pulsing shaft. With a throaty moan, Naruto slumped against the door for support as his knees shook uncontrollably, threatening to give out on him.

"Sh-Shit."

Sasuke chuckled, then swirled his tongue around the tip before closing his lips around it and sucking harshly, trying to coax as many pleasured noises from the blonde as he could. He hummed deep in his throat at the taste that was undeniably Naruto, and, after a moment, pulled away slightly to see what had become of his little blonde 'student.'

"You taste so good, Naruto," he murmured, a slow smirk spreading across his lips as he stroked the blonde's twitching cock. More pre-cum quickly gathered at the tip, tempting Sasuke to get back to work. He leaned forward again, slowly licking the tip of Naruto's dripping cock like an ice cream cone before sucking it into his mouth again.

Why the hell is Sasuke so good at this? Naruto thought to himself as he stared at the thirsty raven between his legs. They locked gazes and Naruto's breath hitched. Sasuke's eyes were the deepest shade of grey Naruto had ever seen before, shining with unrestrained lust as he placed his hands on Naruto's thighs to steady himself.

Sasuke slowly forced more and more of the blonde's impressive length down his throat, pushing past his gag reflex the best he could until his nose nearly touched Naruto's lower stomach. Naruto trembled, his hands sliding along the door behind him as he desperately grasped for leverage, though he was unable to grab onto anything except the doorknob which offered little help.

Sasuke swallowed around Naruto's cock, then pulled back up, keeping his eyes locked with the blonde's, before dropping back down. He repeated this a few more times, pleased when he felt Naruto's hand drift down to grab his hair and force him down harder and faster.

"Fuck yeah, Sasuke," Naruto panted, his eyes heavy as he brought Sasuke's head down faster and faster, feeding the burning pleasure in the pit of his stomach.

Sasuke hummed deeply at the rough treatment and reached his hand into Naruto's boxers to roll his balls, though he'd much rather use that hand to offer himself some relief. His cock strained against the denim of his jeans, soaking his boxers as Naruto ravaged his mouth and throat. Naruto's sounds soon became desperate as he neared his climax, and he bucked his hips wildly, nearly gagging Sasuke and moaning wantonly at the chorus of small choking noises he heard every time he thrust especially deep.

Moments later, Naruto's hips stilled and he came so hard his breath caught in his throat; his mouth opened in a silent scream as Sasuke swallowed all he could, though some trickled out of the side of his mouth and dribbled down his chin.

Once he was sure he'd drank down every drop, Sasuke pulled away, panting heavily, and wiped the small trickle of cum off the side of his lip. His blood boiled as he gazed at the tired mess he'd turned Naruto into, and his cock twitched against the unfortunate tightness encasing it.

Naruto smiled lazily at the kneeling raven, unable to say a single word as he struggled to catch his breath. He raked his eyes over Sasuke's disheveled form and, though he cursed himself for thinking such, Sasuke looked pretty fuckable the way he was. Messy hair, swollen lips, heavy eyes... Naruto dragged his eyes down farther and gulped; he noticed the large bulge at the front of Sasuke's pants, and he also noticed that, well...that had to hurt.

So would it be polite if...?

"Uh..." Naruto stared at the ceiling, his cheeks burning a rosy red as he gulped. "Do you need any...h-help?"

Sasuke blinked stupidly and stared at Naruto for nearly a minute, wondering what the hell he meant before it clicked into place. He scrambled to his feet—gracefully, of course—then turned away from Naruto, his own cheeks burning as he thought of the blonde touching him.

"I can take care of it myself," he muttered, trying his hardest to hide his uncharacteristic embarrassment. "Where's your bathroom?"

Naruto jerked his head forward, his cheeks still stained a bright scarlet.

"Second door to the right."

Sasuke nodded, muttering a quick 'thanks' under his breath as embarrassment burned in his stomach.

Never before had a more awkward moment existed between the two.

As Sasuke disappeared into the bathroom, Naruto tucked himself away, then decided to sit on the couch while he waited for Sasuke to...relieve himself.

But why was the thought of Sasuke touching himself making Naruto hard again?

Sasuke wasted no time in slumping against the closed door and palming himself over his jeans, rolling his hips wildly and moaning loudly, though he soon realized that probably wasn't the wisest idea. He sunk his teeth into his bottom lip to silence himself as he unbuttoned his pants and pulled out his leaking cock. He fisted it quickly, resting his weight against the door as heat coiled in his gut, proving he wasn't going to last very long.

Images of Naruto lost in pleasure flashed before his eyes, quickly doubling his own arousal.

"N-Na..."

Don't say it.

Naruto panting, moaning...

"Naru...to..." Sasuke gasped, trying to keep his moans quiet but failing as they pushed past his lips over and over again. He fucked his hand, smearing around all the pre-cum he could as his knees shook.

Naruto above him, pinning him down, thrusting into him...

Sasuke came with a hoarse shout only muffled by covering his mouth with his hand. His mind went blank for a few long seconds as his entire body shook with pleasure; once it was over, he let himself slide to the floor, taking desperate gulps of air as his body trembled with small, leftover jolts. He stared at the ceiling for a few moments as sense slowly returned to his hazy mind—then he scrambled to his feet, realization like a bucket of cold water over his head.

He just jerked off in Naruto's bathroom. Loudly.

He slammed his head against the door, groaning to the ceiling and silently praying that Naruto didn't hear him, though the blonde would probably have had to be deaf to miss out on the ridiculous volume of Sasuke's moans. Sasuke sighed, but decided he'd just have to suck it up. If Naruto heard him, then...

Sasuke smacked his head against the door again.

Suddenly, leaving the bathroom didn't seem like a very good idea.

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