AHHHH! I'm so sorry I haven't updated lately! I just recently got back into writing and I've had absolutely no inspiration lately. It doesn't help that my old laptop broke on me and I lost all of my things... including the old part 2. Anyway, enough with the excuses. I'd like to dedicate this chapter/part thing to my Twinu, Ells, for reminding me I still had to first part uploaded on here.

Here's Part 2/3 (next part will most likely have some hot SasuNaru sex ;D). Don't forget to read, review and subscribe/favourite if you like it. Enjoy!


Part Two Sasuke's Feelings

I can see the moron looking at me with that stupid look on his face. His bold azure eyes and a huge grin on his face. The bright, messy blonde locks framing his face perfectly. Not that I'll ever tell him that. Why does he always have to look at me like that? I glare at him hoping he'd leave me alone. "What are you looking at, moron?" I snap. His reply is almost automatic. "Just that ugly look on your face, bastard." Tch. He pisses me off.

I make my way down the hall to our next class. He always sits two rows behind me, the fourth on the left. I shouldn't know that, but I do. I was taught not to remember pointless information since I was young, but I can't help but remember every thing about him.

His name is Uzumaki Naruto, and I've been... involved with the boy ever since junior high.

I own him. I own his body. I own his soul.

I used to hate him. He was always so happy and care-free. He always made everyone happy and didn't have any expectations or responsibilities and could live a life however he wanted to live it. I hated every single thing about him. That kiss wasn't supposed to happen. It was because he was "pushed". Like hell something like that could happen. The very first moment our lips met I couldn't stop thinking about the idiot, and every since then we've been intimately involved. Even though he drives me insane I can't help but l- er... care for the idiot. Damn. I almost said that word again.

The best part about him is what happens at night. It's the only time I can... tolerate him, and he's always so goddamn tight. Our passionate moments make me feel things I've never felt before, but when it's all over I have to pretend that it never happened. That we don't know eachother.

It's dangerous being involved with you. I'm attracted to you. You're more sly than a fox, Uzumaki Naruto.

I hate seeing his face in school. I could swear he follows me. There's no way a slacker like him could know what a library is, let alone actually use one. Sometimes I catch him watching me, even when I strictly told him not to. It's one of the rules of our arrangement. Though, he never does what I tell him to anyway. He'll just pay the consequences for it later. I can feel myself smirk. He's watching me again. His blue eyes so intense... so mesmerizing. I think of the way he looks at me when we're going at it, his face red and flushed and his loud moans that echo the room. His goofy smile when I let him sleep in my bed. Everything about him is addictive. An addiction that I don't want to be cured.

Our relationship is forbidden. Nobody can know about it, for if they did, everything I worked hard to achieve would be shattered. I would be disowned by my own family. I've lived my entire life trying to live up to their standards, and finding out I was attracted to other men would disgust them. I can't risk that, no matter how important he- I mean our arrangement is to me. I know he understands and respects that. The sex is merely a stress reliever... a way to pass the time. I've been telling myself this ever since it all started.

It's risky being involved with you. I'm addicted to you. You're more impressive than a fox, Uzumaki Naruto.

As nights of passion proceed to pass, I started to realize just how deep I've fallen into this.

I blame him and his coy ways to turn me on. He acts so innocent... so vulnerable.

He makes me want him.

Need him.

Makes me lo-

Shit.