Sasuke, the Maid

Disclaimer: Yeah, yeah, you don't have to rub it in, I do not own anything.

Alright…I officially have an ending for this story now…YAY! For a while, it was kind of hard to think of a reasonable ending until yesterday night while I was watching a horror movie….I'm serious, they make you think about a lot of thing…this story just so conveniently popped up during then…Aren't you glad?? I'm sure you do, no need for the sarcasms…

Some old-monkey: Shut up!!

Chapter Seven: Never bet the devi…

Sasuke sits on the chair pleasantly—or at least he tries to look like it. While Naruto is somewhere in his room, dozing probably, Sasuke is being forces to endure this disaster—in the middle of the night, no less.

Not that it will be better even if it is morning, mind.

"So…" Sasuke starts, then pauses. "So…"

The two other men—one with peculiar grey coloured hair, sitting the opposite side of him, stay silent—nervous almost. Sasuke glares, demanding silently for one of them to start.

He gives up.

"You meant to tell me that you been housing…shipping this crazy man the whole trip!?" His glare intensifies. Yet to change out of his "manly" outfit, he resembles a demon—Satan's pawn perhaps.

"Uh…yeah…" Iruka-san replies politely, looking nervous himself. However, he is still glad. At least, he isn't the man next to him…

"So…he'd been on this ship the whole time…ever since we left dock?" Sasuke tries again, loving the effect he has on both older men. They might as well shiver up in a hole somewhere. It is better than facing an infuriate Uchiha.

"Yep!" Iruka-san quirks immediately, not wanting to chance with the evil looking maid he has.

"So, you know I lied since…"

"Y-yeah?" Iruka-san voice quivers immensely. Sasuke cracks.

"AND YOU HAVE ME WEARING THAT STUPID DRESS AND PRETENDING TO BE A GIRL THIS WHOLE ENTIRE TIME??" he screams, snaring his mighty fangs over the two "chibi" men.

"I'msorry, I'msorry, I'mso…dress? Girl?..." Sasuke pauses, unable to make out the tone his boss possesses. Instead of the brave person he was a moment ago, Sasuke shudders.

"A little advice Sasuke…" He looks at his teacher—Kakashi—whom had mystically appears on the ship after a whole week without a glance. "…Run."

And to think, the old man (courtesy of his white/grey/silver hair) never once glances up from his stupid book. Despite his sudden fuming, Sasuke finds himself shrinking under the enormous threatening aura of his boss.

"HOW DARE YOU TAKE ADVANTAGE OF MY SON!! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO MY POOR NARUTO??"

"NOTHING!!" Sasuke screams, frighten. "WE ALMOST KISS AND THAT'S IT…"

"Kiss? KISS?!" Before they know it, Iruka halts the huge desk in front of him, holding it over his head and all about to throw it onto Sasuke's body. Sasuke, on the other hand, screams for his life, threatening his teacher—Kakashi—to stop the man.

"ITACHI WILL TAKE AWAY YOUR FREAKING BOOKS IF YOU DON'T…"

That moment, the Earth is shakes off its axis; the sun blew up and aliens invade the earth with the ultimate weapons and….

Ok, getting back to the subject.

"Iruka, honey…" Sasuke shudders, yet keeping his mouth shut smartly. "…I'm sure he didn't do anything to our dear Naruto. After all, he's pretty educated, last I heard."

"Last you heard?! You're my teacher!? What are you saying?? That I'm slacking off?" Sasuke screams uncharacteristically…wow, that's a sight.

"Nothing Sasuke…could you give us some time…please?" Sasuke stares at his teacher, surprise. He said "please." Sasuke retreats.

-

Sasuke sighs as he reaches their room. Gently closing the door and making sure the blonde doesn't wake from the soft noise, he moves silently toward the bed. Staring down, he smiles.

'He looks so peaceful…' he thinks wordlessly, gently moving a hand over Naruto's face, brushing a few strands of hair away from his face. Immediately, his hand is catches by Naruto's, clenching tightly. Sasuke freezes, unable to move—moreover, his mind couldn't—wouldn't—function properly…not enough.

Reluctantly, he tries pulling his hand away, careful of "sleeping-beauty." Naruto is too persistent though, not giving an inch. Soon enough, Sasuke surrenders. The whole day has been a continuous frequent of unfortunate events—finally, he feels the exhaustion finally taking tolls.

Slumming gently, Sasuke settles onto the bed next to Naruto. His mind shuts down immediately as soon as he crashes the fluffy bed.

-

Morning comes almost too soon as Sasuke stretches about his mellow bed. He purrs, feeling his bones stretching. However, he puzzles lightly at the heavy weight upon his adornment. Opening his eyes regrettably, Sasuke peers at forward. His mind fully jumps into action as soon as Naruto's cheerful face comes into view.

"Shi…shoot!" he mumbles sharply. The blonde grins; his hands already moving about.

"Good morning!" Sasuke grumbles at his jollity. He hates morning; hate them with a passion in fact.

"'Morning," he murmurs annoyingly, blinds by the optimism so early in the morning. He tries pushing himself up toward a sitting position, Naruto is in the way.

"Naruto…move," he said simply. The blonde didn't move, instead, cuddling onto Sasuke. Raising an eyebrow at the blonde's peculiar behaviour, Sasuke shrugs him off.

Naruto holds on tighter.

"What's the matter?" Sasuke asks, suddenly feeling hot…though vacillates of the reason. Naruto stares up before smiling genuinely.

"Nothing," he signs.

"Naruto," Sasuke begins, "get off if you don't want stuffs to happen," he finishes laconically, grasping both Naruto's hands and pulling him close. Naruto gets off in an instant.

Ignoring the palpable disappointment bubbles within himself, Sasuke gets up to head toward the loo.

He exits the bathroom in a matter of fifteen minutes, just in time to witness Naruto falls off the table.

"WHAT'S THE FREAK!" he yelps, jumping forward instinctively to catch the fallen blonde. Both crash and crumble onto the floor.

"Ow," Naruto complains, plopping happily on Sasuke. His face expresses everything but pain.

"You suck at lying," Sasuke remarks facetiously. He is bestows with the same fox-like grin. Giving into the strongest yearning yet, Sasuke descends his lips onto Naruto.

'Just a taste,' he thinks reassuring. His thoughts disappear however as soon as they touch. Soon enough, the world around them vanishes, leaving only the two men on the floor.

Sasuke grumps into the kiss, pulling his weight about until he's atop. With Naruto below, he devours him both forcefully and searing at the same time. A minute passes, then five, then what seems to be eternity before they break up, panting heavily.

"Shi…Naruto..." Sasuke mutters instantly, realizing what he just did. Naruto pulls himself from under him, touching his lips with his hands before tears shimmer within the depth of his eyes. However, before Sasuke has any chance to speak, Naruto was long gone from under him.

Sasuke pushes himself up from the floor, about to run after the blonde. He is strikes dead when Iruka-san's face comes into his line of vision.

"How. Dare. You," the man laments viciously, possibly snaring. His hand flies up instantly without warning. The impact leaves Sasuke breathless.

Ouch.

-Sasuke's view-

Where is he, I thought impatiently, looking around frantically. It shouldn't be so hard searching for a yellow mass of untidiness…a.k.a., the source of my attraction.

I shouldn't even be attracted to him…he's a boy, for heaven's sake!

However, I couldn't deny the bubbling affection I am slowly, yet steadily, manifesting for Naruto.

My life is screws, basically.

Wait until Itachi hear this; I'd bet my arse that he'd skin me alive and roast me for dinner. Hell hath no wrath on one called Itachi. Darn, I just scared myself witless. Great.

"I'd advise you to stay away from Naruto Sasuke, but I'm a bit too late, as it seemed." I looked up at the voice scaring the socket out of me. Gee, people these day…

"What do you mean? What are you doing here anyway? How do you know Iruka-san and Naruto?" I asked simultaneously with aggravation rousing at his sudden appearance. Kakashi—my teacher—didn't even bother glancing up from his book—should I confiscate it later, I wondered.

"I am here because your brother commanded that you are to be found," he paused, causing curiosity to aroused from me. I growled, encouraging him to continue.

"I do know Iruka and Naruto…they are…my family." I stared at him, shocked. Here's a man without commitment—none that I know of—admitting his attachment toward another; men, at that.

"Family?" I echoed, fogged by the strangeness of his tone. What had surprised me even more was the fact that he bothered to close and putted the book away from my sight.

"Naruto is my son, Sasuke." I chocked, sputtered, bit my lips and a variety of actions that could have kill me. Son?!

"How's that possible? He's Iruka-san's son, and…and…" I stopped with my mindless babbles as it hit me with full forces. The "Are-you-retarded" look on Kakashi helped also.

"But…bu-how…it's no possible!" I mumbled incoherently, glaring up at him while silently demanding an explanation.

Again with the "Are-you-dense" look. "Adopted, Sasuke."

Oh…I blushed red. Of course the blonde has to be adopted, men can't have babies!

"Right, now what is that you're saying about me staying away from Naruto?" I said as my indifferent demeanour returned.

I promptly ignored one of his insulting look. "I can't have you courting my son Sasuke. He is shunned enough as it is, having parents of the same gender," he said eventually. I stared at him sympathetically, though defiantly refused.

"No way!" I yelled suddenly, shunning the older man out of his own socket. I silently snickered to myself as I witnessed him almost dropping his precious book. I continued however, "look old man (he snarled), I don't care what you say, I don't care what Itachi has to say…heck, I don't care what society has to say or even going to bother myself with their stupid decorum for every single flipping thing in life…I. Like. Naruto. Deal with it!"

Kakashi stared at me in astonishment…which I, myself, amazed me. I didn't think I would have such courage. Ahh…a love-struck fool…

"Naru…" I froze.

Right…I bet the devil my head(1) Naruto is behind me right now…

-To Be Continues-

My god…I have fun writing this chapter…really, really fun! Well, mostly because my teacher's influent that'd rubbed on me since she is being her "hilarious, sweet" self today…she gave us a "nice" little lecture about how to head out papers correctly, how to attached documents that's sent to her correctly, how to write correctly…sigghhh…

Want to know what's her nickname in school? 666…yes, Ms. Satan of the year!

Anywho…

(1): Never bet the devil your head is one of Edgar Allan Poe short story that I read recently and I thought to be quite amusing in a sick and twisted way! His works are not recommended for the weak of heart…heck! Go ahead and read it for all I care…haha…

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