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Hehe. Thankyeww. I feel loved now. xD

Glad to say that this chapter is finally up. It wasn't as nearly as hard to write as I had thought it was going to be. I would've gotten it up yesterday if Doc Manager hadn't been down for half of my day (5:00PM to 1:00AM) xD

Glad to say that this story is deticated to Randi, because SasuNaru is our favorite Yaoi Pairing in the World! This is fer you. Even though you can't read this because of your lack of Internet. Here you go. Lmao.(:

Disclaimer: If you do not already know I do not own Naruto, or have temporarily lost your mind and/or memory, I'll say it again; I do not own Naruto. :D


Sasuke X Naruto (Anti NaruSaku)

Story Seven: Stolen

A legal kiss is never as good as a stolen one.

I turned from the rosette hanging on my arm. She was getting like that again. You know, when she starts being clingy, touchy-feely, needy, and whiny. Everything a guy hates about a girl. To think I used to trail after her with my tongue hanging out of my mouth… just to get her and find out she was like this. That blows.

"Oooh!! Naru-kun, can I have this…?!" The pink haired girl rushes from his side and shoves her face into the glass, staring at a small green and pink dress in the shop's window that looked like it would only go three inches down Sakura's thigh. I mean, what is it about clothes that get girls so fucking excited? That dress isn't even nice-looking. It's for made for a slut on Colfax. Not to mention its green and pink. Why not just stamp "whore" on your forehead, Sakura? There's certainly enough room for it on that billboard…

She hurried into the store, asking the nearest clerk available to try it on. I chuckled to myself when he said that was display only, and they had no more of it in stock at the time. She demanded to try it on yet again.

The clerk scowled at her. "When I said display only, ma'am, I meant display only. We're not aloud to take the clothes off of the manikins during operating hours. You're simply going to have to come back another day."

I walked into the store and pulled her away, apologizing to the clerk as we left. "Sakura, what's gotten into you?"

She looked up at me innocently. "…What do you mean, Naru-kun…?"

"You can't treat people like that!"

She looked taken aback. "Treat people like what? All I did was ask the man to let me try it on. He could've just done it."

I frowned disapprovingly at her. "Sakura…" I groaned. "Never mind. Let's just go." I started walking towards the parking lot.

"But I'm not done shopping yet!" she called after me pathetically.

"I am. You can come with me and get a ride, or you can stay here and walk home. Take your pick."

"But Naru-kun!!"

I turned, my frown more hateful. "Sakura, you can come or you can walk. I'm going home," I repeated to her.

"Naruto…! Get back here!" I turned and walked away, clenching my teeth together. "Naruto! Wait…! Just one more store?"

I'm sure she shouted more after me, but by then, I was too far away to hear her. I got in my car and drove away, knowing she was still in the mall clutching all her damn bags.

I growled, pushing my car faster on the freeway then I normally did. I didn't know where I was going. Sort of just driving, letting the purrs of the engine clear my head. I pulled off the highway onto a thoroughfare and slowed to forty mph. I took corners sharply, practically turning on a dime. I love this car. Shame to think I can't say the same for my own girlfriend. I was shocked to realize, after laughing at the stupidity of my thoughts, that I had ended up driving to Sasuke's house.

Shrugging, I climbed out of my car and walked up the steps to his front door and knocked once loudly. "Hey, Sasuke! Open up!" I knew he was there because his drool-worthy Lamborghini was parked in his garage (I took the liberty of looking at it for a few minutes in awe before actually knocking on his door.)

The door swung back to reveal the pale raven-haired boy I knew so well. "What do you want, dobe?"

"Mind if I hang with you? Sakura's been driving me crazy."

Sasuke laughed (which was more of a quiet snort than an actual laugh, but, hey.) "I never thought I'd see the day that Sakura was driving you crazy in any way but in the penis." He walked back to the couch he'd been sitting on before, expecting me to close the door behind me as I followed him.

I laughed, too. "Me, either."

(^_^) SasuNaru! (^_^)

I don't know how, but I somehow ended up spending a lot more time with Sasuke. Sometimes I was hiding from the clingy girlfriend, sometimes I was just hanging, and other times, I just ended up there with him, like that day.

Weird thing was, he ended up coming to me, a lot, too. There weren't a lot of places he could go anymore, because his ex-girlfriend Ino would kill him if she saw him anywhere with less then two hundred people present, and there weren't a lot of people he wanted to be around, anyway. We became something like best friends. Funny thing, isn't that? How, when I was thirteen, I hated the guy's guts for simply being more successful that I had been, and now we were kissing and everything.

Did I say kissing…? I, mean, uhhhmmm…

Don't tell Sakura. She would bust a vein if she knew her boyfriend was gay.

Besides; a legal kiss is never as good as a stolen one.