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AN: Okay, yes I decided to update this. No I have no idea when I'll be updating again. Yes I'm still working on all my other fics i.e. editing and finishing them. No I don't have anything else to say, so therefore, enjoy!!

Dedication: I think it's only fair I dedicate this chapter to Supreme Dictator of the World because it was their review that made me read over Chapter 1 and then write this in like an hour. So kudos to her/him because I kinda like might write some more… ponders

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The Flavour Of Love

Chapter 2: Ramen Trials

Shoving his hands into his pockets, Sasuke stepped out of his house, the door swinging shut behind him as he made his way towards his blonde team mate.

"It's about time, Teme," Naruto complained.

A retort on the tip of his tongue, Sasuke was about to speak when he stopped himself, the words written mere minutes ago seeming to burn behind his eyes, reminding him of what he was going to try and do. Refusing to bow down to his previous instincts, he just shrugged.

Eyebrows furrowing, Naruto looked at Sasuke in confusion. Not wanting Naruto to start pestering him for answers, Sasuke simply started walking out of his yard in the vague direction of Naruto's favourite ramen shop.

He didn't get more then five steps before Naruto had run to catch up with him so they were walking side by side.

"Are you sick?" Naruto asked suspiciously, his eyes narrowed.

"No dobe," Sasuke said before he could stop himself, the insult so common he didn't even register he had said it for a few seconds.

When he did, he mentally started kicking himself before he reiterated, "No Naruto, I'm fine."

Grabbing Sasuke's shirt sleeve, Naruto made him stop walking before asking accusingly, "Who are you and were did you put the Teme?"

Rolling his eyes, Sasuke really wanted to whack Naruto upside the head before saying one of the many remarks that were flittering through his mind.

Couldn't the idiot ever understand someone being nice to him? Sasuke asked himself angrily.

"Well?!" Naruto questioned impatiently, his hand tightening slightly on Sasuke's arm.

Eyes narrowing he growled out, "I'm Sasuke, you baka. Now would you let me go so I can buy you your stupid ramen?!"

"Don't call me that Sasuke-Teme!" Naruto complained, but let Sasuke go all the same as they once again started walking.

They hadn't gotten more then four steps before Naruto spoke again, "Oh I wonder what ramen I'm going to get? Miso? Or maybe if they have a special on I'll get it or maybe…"

Tuning him out, Sasuke kept his eyes on the ground as he grumbled to himself.

It seemed his plan was going to be harder then it looked.

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Arriving at Ichiraku, Naruto dragged Sasuke into it as he jumped up and down excitedly, his mouth practically salivating at the smell alone. Sasuke was almost tempted to just walk away and forget he ever fell in love with the person beside him.

When Naruto grabbed his hand and pulled him over to a table however, that thought was affectively blown out of the water. There was no way he could forget Naruto if just from the mere touch alone he was now fighting down a blush.

Sitting down in a seat, he had barely gotten comfortable before Naruto was up and across the room talking to Ayame and ordering what Sasuke could feel would be a rather expensive amount of food.

He only allowed himself to be annoyed for a few seconds before he settled into his usual state of resignation when buying things for Naruto. Food was the easiest thing to mentally write of because even if he himself didn't particularly like the ramen, it was probably the best meal Naruto would get for a while.

That in itself was enough to make him sit through a few bowls of it once a month or so but add the fact that he liked the dobe? And yeah, you knew why these visits were weekly, and if he was going to follow his plan, they'd become a lot more frequent.

He was either going to love or further hate ramen by the time this was over… if it ever ended.

"Sasuke-Temmmmmme."

Looking up at the sound of Naruto's whine, he felt himself freeze in shock.

How was it possible that Naruto already had twenty bowls of ramen?

Better yet… how was he going to avoid the food that would obviously go flying when the blonde started eating next to him?

Depending on how the situation was viewed from that point on, you could either say Sasuke was very lucky or very unlucky.

He was lucky in the way that he didn't have to worry about Naruto flinging food at him while he ate or paying for the ramen since another customer had been the cause of the problem.

But at the same time he was extremely unlucky to have not only been drenched in three bowls of ramen but to be stuck sitting next to Naruto in a ramen wet skin-tight black shirt because he refused to leave until the ten saved bowls of ramen were eaten.

Sasuke was really starting to regret ever getting out of bed this morning.

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When Naruto finally finished his ramen, Sasuke was pretty sure he had set new self-restraint records everywhere. Not only had he kept from jumping on and kissing the blonde but he had managed to keep down ever single blush when Naruto slurped up his noodles in a way Sasuke was sure he shouldn't have found provocative.

Then again, with the amount of desire his subconscious had shoved together to created two consecutive weeks of Naruto centric wet dreams… yeah, maybe he shouldn't have been so surprised.

Slurping up his final bowl of ramen, Naruto out a loud sigh of contentment while Sasuke gave a small sigh of relief; he had never been more ready to leave the ramen bar in his life.

"Done?" he asked his voice not able to disguise all his annoyance.

Looking at him, Naruto's lips spread into a large dopey grin and Sasuke wanted to just lean over, ruffled his hair and kiss him but he was Sasuke Uchiha, so he just settled for crossing his arms and raising an eyebrow in question.

"Yah," Naruto finally answered as he rubbed his stomach.

Nodding, Sasuke was about to stand up, when he got an idea on how to slowly shift from friends and into the 'could be more' zone without having Naruto drag him to a medic ninja claiming he was unwell or insane… which he unfortunately could see happening.

"Want an ice-cream?" he asked, outwardly feigning nonchalant while internally he was about ready to start biting his nails which was something he hadn't done since he was a kid.

"Hell yeah!" Naruto said, seemingly more excited then suspicious.

Sasuke was just in the process of sighing in relief when the air caught in his throat at the sound of a voice.

"Naruto!"

Looking towards the ramen bar's entrance, he watched Kiba, Shikamaru, Hinata and Ino wave at them.

Smiling, Naruto waved back before standing up and running over to them.

Clenching his teeth in frustration, Sasuke slowly made his way towards the five happily talking ninjas.

He hadn't expected he'd have to put the plan into action with others around so soon, but if anything he prided himself on his ability to adapt to a situation and so, he would just have to adjust to this new one.

"Hey guys, Sasuke here is going to buy us ice-cream, you coming?" Naruto asked the group.

Ino smiled widely before draping herself over Sasuke. "That is so nice of you Sasuke-Kun."

Grinding his teeth slightly, Sasuke pulled out of Ino's hold, but he never got a chance to speak before Kiba did.

"Why do you both smell like you took a bath in ramen… together?"

Naruto laughed before recounting the events as they all started walking, Sasuke trailing behind as he glared at the ground.

How the hell was he going to get the image of sex in a bowl of ramen with Naruto out of his head?

Stupid Kiba.

AN: Okay guys, I haven't written Naruto in a long while so if anything seems out of character or wrong just give me a heads up and I'll edit it. Other then that, I hope you enjoyed it

Also this was written in one hour from 2:20 to 3:40 am so cut me a bit of slack if my read over isn't as flawless as it could have been…

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