*Dances around happily* Yay! I got some lovely reviews! Thank you! :D

Warnings: Yaoi, Some Mild Language, AU, Possible Uchihacest and Lemons/Limes.

I seemed to of forgotten to mentiont that this is an AU fan fiction. And also... I apologize that Itachi is way OOC. Sorry if you don't really like it. .
R+R~~!

"Hey dobe, watch your form!" Sasuke instructed from across the room for the tenth time that hour. I glared at the wall, wishing I could be punching at his ugly face instead. I couldn't believe I was stuck under that teme! How could he be a sensei; he's hardly half the age of Kakashi! And why the hell would Kakashi be honored to have him here?! I continued my silent fuming, my eye twitching in anger as he corrected my sloppy form once again. I struck at the air in front of me, feeling confident this time; that was perfect! Find something wrong with that, stupid teme…

He sighed quietly, running a hand through his duck-butt hair. "Your legs are in a weak position. At any moment," he grabbed my wrist and swept his leg around, sending me straight to the floor with a thud, "Your opponent could overtake you."

I glared at the floor as he walked away. 'He's enjoying this WAY too much,' I thought, wishing I could somehow turn into a dragon and rip his head off…

Almost an hour later, the class was done and just in the nick of time. Sasuke had just about looked like he was going to punch a hole through the wall when Kakashi dismissed us all. Gathering my jacket and shoes, I got ready to hit the showers. "Ah, Naruto?" Kakashi called, beckoning me over to his bench. "I've taken the liberty of deciding that you should get some extra help with your weaknesses; how about an extra class every other day?"

"Yeah!" I exclaimed, giving him an enthusiastic thumbs up. He grinned, ruffling my spiky blonde hair. "Great! I'm sure Sasuke will be looking forward to it!" My stomach dropped when I head the teme's name.

"What will I enjoy?"
Speak of the devil… literally. Sasuke was now staring blankly at Kakashi; his gaze shifting from me to Kakashi a few times before settling on him. "Helping Naruto with his form, precision, defense… you know the usual… everyday from now until I see fit!" Kakashi smiled innocently before placing a hand on each of our shoulders. "I'm sure you boys will become great friends!" and with that, he bowed before exiting to his office.

I looked over to see Sasuke's reaction. He was currently trying to burn a hole through me with his laser eyes. "You. Stupid. Dobe." He said, clearly ready to rip my head off. I held my hands up defensively. "What?! Don't pin this on me! I didn't do anything!" I cried, trying my best to return his death glare.

"Exactly! You didn't do anything! Maybe if you weren't such a shitty fighter, we wouldn't have this problem…"

"Maybe if you taught me right the first time, this never would've happened!" I yelled, balling my fists at my sides. He rolled his eyes, pinching the bridge of his nose for a few seconds. I stood there glaring, planning all the ways I could kill him.

Suddenly he stepped forward off the wall he was leaning on and bent over a few inches so he was almost level with my height. "If you're late, even by one minute," he hissed, poking one of his slender fingers into my chest, "I will kill you."

I backed up, surprised at how close he was and tripped over my own shoelace, landing on the ground for the second time that day. He smirked, sauntering away in his eerily graceful walk. I groaned, letting my head drop back to the floor. "This sucks," I muttered, still wishing I could be that dragon… but this time I could fly away and never come back.

I sighed darkly, leaning my head against the cement wall of the Uchiha mansion. This was most definitely not what I wanted to be doing on the first Tuesday morning of my summer vacation. At seven o' clock in the morning… In the morning, period! Grudgingly, I rang the door bell, wishing to be anywhere but here. Within a few seconds, the mechanical gate opened silently, looming above my head. Well, I suppose a lot of things loomed above my head… especially that damn teme! "Ugh," I muttered, "I'm already pissed at him and I haven't even seen him yet!"

As I studied my rivals' house, I felt a small twinge of jealousy. Everything was expensive looking and almost made me afraid to touch anything; and I was only in the front walkway…

"Hello Mr. Uzumaki. Right this way, please. Master Uchiha is just finishing his second morning training session," a friendly looking butler greeted me as he ushered me into the front hallway. "Oh, okay… wait, second morning training?!" I cried. He chuckled, nodding quietly at my bewildered face. "Master Sasuke has a very busy schedule. He is expected to take over as the head of the Uchiha fighting clan when he has completed full training. Right now Master Itachi is leading the clan; although he has no interest in being the leader."

As if on cue, a tall, lanky man stepped out from a door to my left with a warm expression. The first thing I noticed was how similar he was to Sasuke; he just looked older and stronger. "Welcome," the man smiled slightly and nodded towards me. I bowed, feeling inclined to show some sort of respect to this man. "I'm Itachi. I understand that you will be getting training from my little brother," he paused to let me nod. "Ah, well… enjoy your time then!" he exclaimed, suddenly striding over to me and capturing a stray lock of my hair between his pale fingers. I blinked a few times before blushing and stumbling backwards, only to trip over the edge of a mat and land on my ass for the first time today.

Just as I was sitting up, Sasuke walked in and looked down at me, a blank expression on his face. "…" He raised an eyebrow at me, "What, are you always on the ground when I'm here?" I shot up, yelling angrily at him. "You stupid teme! I should rip your throat out!!"

He shrugged, casting a glance over to his amused looking brother. "That was my fault; I seemed to of scared the poor child. He must think I'm a pervert now!" Itachi sighed dramatically, reaching out to embrace Sasuke. Before he had the chance, Sasuke pushed him away with an annoyed growl. "You," he snapped at me, pointing toward a door, "Training room. Now!"

I nodded, sliding the door shut behind me. I looked around, feeling that jealousy again. It was the perfect training room; complete with everything you could ever want or need. To top it off, the whole room had been styled to look old and traditional.

A few minutes later, Sasuke slid open the door, stepping in with a strained, small smile. I noticed he had changed; now dressed in a professional looking training outfit with the Uchiha family symbol on the back.

"Is that what you're wearing?" He questioned, studying my bright orange jumpsuit. I frowned, defensive of my favorite outfit. "Why should you care, teme?" I grumbled, itching to punch his ugly face. "I don't."

"Now, I thought today we could work on your kicking. That might be one of your weakest spots," he suggested, shrugging off his jacket and throwing it out of the way. I shrugged, hating that I actually felt intimidated by him. For the first time since I had considered him my rival, I saw how strong he looked, despite being so tall and thin. "Okay, so you can make the first move and I'll counter and then correct."

Nodding, I decided to fake going right before kicking my leg up to hit his upper stomach. He caught my calf, pulling it forward to send me of balance and down on the floor. Offering me his hand, he smiled slightly at my frustrated expression. "You're acting too hastily. I can see it in your eyes when you're bluffing. Here, try lying to me. I'll tell you when you've said a lie."

"Um… okay. I'm Naruto… I live in Kahona and… I hate ramen." He interrupted me, "Lie." I glared, thinking how stupid this thing was. "Well… then… I hate you!" I cried childishly. He seemed somewhat surprised for a moment before smirking and replying, "Lie."


Le gasp! What ever do you mean, Sasuke?!
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