A beautiful morning at Konaha Sixth Form. The sky a beautiful blue, birds soared amongst the few clouds and a serene quiet descended on the grounds –
"Oh My God!" A voice rang out across the ground, distracting Sasuke's thoughts. He sat up from where he had been laying down on the grass. Gaara, Neji and Shikamaru remained still on the grass. They were on a first period break but the serenity found before classes had been shattered in seconds. They all knew that scream anywhere: Haku. (A/N: yeah, I know he's dead, artistic license!)
"Have you seen this?" he gestured wildly at the magazine he held in his hand and then back at Sasuke.
"What is it?" he asked, nonchalant. Haku had fits like this every other day: it was nothing to get worked up about.
"The latest issue! Oh my God!" he repeated. Sasuke held out his hand and after a pause, Haku handed it over. Sasuke sprawled on the grass again, rolling onto his stomach. Haku knelt beside him, waiting for a reaction, the other boys moved over to see as well: Haku had piqued their curiosity.
They all stared at the front cover for a second, not believing at first that this was the same magazine.
"Wow." Shikamaru muttered.
"I told you!" Haku was back to shrieking again. On the cover was the usual model, Uzumaki N. but he looked amazing. The tame poses that usually adorned the front cover: of models smiling and showing wide smiles had obviously been abandoned this week. Usually, he looked divine but now he looked...beyond words. He was shirtless, photographed in black and white. The camera was positioned on a high angle, the models head tilted back to look up with eyes full of want and need. He looked wanton and raw and, edible; Sasuke decided was the right word.
The boys were snapped out of their trance when all of a sudden a voice was cleared above them.
"Excuse me. I'm new and also late. And lost. Not a good combination. I don't suppose you could tell me where the home room is, could ya?" Haku looked up first and squeaked, alerting the others who also looked up to see startlingly familiar blue eyes, framed by golden bangs. He looked slightly wary as they all stared at him open mouthed for a second. Sasuke's eyes flickered down for a second to the cover of the magazine. Was this the same person? Now they were all looking down at the magazine and back, blinking in confusion. Naruto followed their gaze to the magazine that sat in Sasuke's arms.
"Oh." He breathed.
"You're..." Haku started.
"Yeah. That's me." He paused for a second. "Do you mind if I borrow that for two minutes?" Sasuke mutely nodded his head in assent. He couldn't find the words. This blonde angel was in front of him and he looked incredible. He was dressed down, baggy jeans and a hoody but as he dropped his rucksack and lowered himself to sit cross-legged on the floor in front of them, Sasuke caught a glimpse of tanned hips as the fabric moved to accommodate him. He reached out a hand and Sasuke passed him the magazine. He felt stupid. Why couldn't he say anything, damnit?!
The blonde took the magazine from Sasuke's hands, placing it in his own lap.
"Sorry for interrupting you but I haven't managed to see it yet and we did a 'different' shoot this week." He murmured as he gazed at the cover. It was, quite possibly, the most surreal moments of their lives – to be sat with this blonde beauty as he flicked through a magazine to find pictures of himself.
He flicks to the first picture. Sasuke stops himself from gasping. Naruto with another model. They had their backs to the cameras, were shirtless and stood close to each other. Naruto's hand rested lightly on the other model's ass, almost nonchalantly. Sasuke wondered briefly how the other guy had felt having Naruto Uzumaki touch him like that before the page was turned.
Naruto and the other boy sat on the floor. They both look up into the camera, Naruto sat behind the other, arms curled round the others waist. The look on the blondes face suggests smugness. The way a predator looks when his prey is caught Sasuke thinks. He imagines Naruto's arms around, feel the warm flesh against his back; sense the security within those arms. Sasuke did not think he had ever seen something so hot in his entire life until he saw the next picture.
Naruto flipped to the next page: on one side. Naruto and the other model again. Naruto had the other model backed against a wall, one hand on either side of his head. The model looked to the side, fighting a blush and clearly sporting an erection under his jeans. Naruto looked smug and appeared to be leaning forward, yearning for more contact. Sasuke wondered briefly if Naruto had been at all aroused by this, peered into the picture but from the angle could not see if Naruto's trousers bulged.
On the other page, Naruto and the model by a wall: well lit this time. The boy has his legs wrapped around Naruto's waist, their bare chests touching, Naruto's lips on his neck, the other boys head thrown back in obvious pleasure. Sasuke gulped inaudibly. This was the hottest thing he had ever seen and now the boy was sat in front of him. How easy it would be to jump him! Press his lips to the blondes.
Sasuke's thoughts were interrupted however, when Naruto turned the page once more. He lay sprawled across the bed on his front. Eyes closed, hair mused, cheeks flushed. A sheet thrown casually over his hips, his tanned lean legs lay naked on the bed however. Even in black and white, Sasuke could imagine the delicious combination of white sheets and tanned skin. Apart from those thoughts however, rational thought had fled from Sasuke's head.
He literally could think of nothing but the blonde and what it would feel like to be sprawled beneath him, that sweet mouth connected with his, painful pleasure captured in the friction between their groins. Sasuke was snapped back to reality however by Haku squealing like a girl and ripping the magazine back from the model.
Naruto blushed furiously.
"Well, that was different." He managed to stutter out.