Part 3 – A cashier's jealousy

Shikamaru and Naruto – Naruko - did an awesome job. The customers flew in and there even was a line of people waiting outside of the classroom to get a seat. Naruto was running around, entertaining the waiting people, and Shikamaru was outside to invite other guests. The blond boy started to really enjoy his Naruko-role and so did the boys who were entertained. Naruko flashed smiles here and there, stayed for a couple of minutes in a sexy pose to talk or was invited to take a picture with some boys.

Sasuke wasn't paying attention to the girls who were eyeing him while paying for their food and drinks. His eyes were on the blond maid who giggled around in front of the class door. He could almost feel the drool coming out of his mouth. But every time he pulled his gaze away, he had to see the shameless stares of the other boys which showed him exactly how he must have had looked seconds before. Then he had to concentrate on his notebook and the money really hard to not rush out, fling Naruto over his shoulder and dash away with him... Why was he thinking that again? Oh, he knew exactly what Naruto could do to his senses ever since the cheerful boy with the cat-like whiskers had brought him back to school. Bad thing that the blonde himself wasn't aware of that. That idiot. Sasuke was aware of his feelings for the class rep, was aware that he wanted to hug, to kiss, to do other stuff with him. But the relationship of "best friends" they had long before was broken. He'd have to painfully start anew, a thing he just hadn't enough strength to do.

And now he was there, eyeing his love-target only from far away, having to ignore the lecherous guys talking about "doing this and that to that awesome cute Naruko-chan". He looked at the clock. Good. Only one hour more. Then they would close and he was freed from his thoughts. Or so he thought. Bad thing prince Shika stood near him and could look right through his carefully set up masquerade. What he saw, made him chuckle. So, he started to draw up his own mischievous plan...

The end of the festival drew nearer and Naruko was now inside the café to act as a waitress. For Sasuke, that was more of a torture than anything he could imagine. He saw Naruto walking around, bobbing his fine ass from side to side, could hear his creamy voice, could smell his alluring fragrance...

The blonde was really talented when it came to entertaining people. His presence made the waiting people relaxed and comfortable and let them give more tip. Well, in exchange, he had to do quite some fanserving. Some of the boys were eager to make contact with him –her. They let him sit on their tables; made him do couple stuff like giving them food or even sitting on their lap. That made the Uzumaki boy really embarrassed, which caused the boys to tease his flushed face.

Leaning on the wall stood the policeman. No one would step near him, for there was a very strong killing aura lingering around him. His first three notepads were lying in the dustbin. Torn in millions of funny little paper pieces. The Uchiha looked on his watch and sighed. Five minutes till the end. He could finally start sending them home. He took a deep breath and went straight to the table where Naruko sat and had fun with the boys. Without thinking, he slid two fingers under the maid's chin, turned the beautiful face round so that he looked at him and said: "Naruko, my dear. You can go now. Please help Kiba wash the last dishes." Naruto blushed when he saw Sasuke's face so close to his, but then nodded shyly, waved the customers good bye and stood up to go. When the raven was alone, his attitude towards the boys changed completely. He got them to pay and kicked them out the classroom. Right when he was finished, Naruto came back from the kitchen: "Oi, Sasuke, something's wrong! There's nobody left! The kitchen area is clean, everything's back to normal and the guys are all gone. All that's left is the table here and you and me" Sasuke had watched him carefully and noticed him blush while saying the last part. Wait. What? No way... Why did he blush? Was this Naruko role that appealing for him? Naruto's thoughts were quite the same. For seconds they stared in each other's eyes, confusion written all over. No one was breathing and the air suddenly felt static. Naruto broke the awkward silence: "W-we should go bring that table back to the equipment room..." Without unlocking their eyes, Sasuke stated: "Yes, we should..." Shit, why couldn't he pull away from these blue eyes? With all his might he stared at the table right next to him. His body was feeling numb, except for one region somewhere right in his middle that freakishly hurt. "Come on, let's get over with this, I'm tired of the day..."