Not Another One of These

By Tricycle

Notes: ... Man, I like these too much. They're so fun! So I wrote another one. I bet you won't be able to guess this!

Pairing: SasuNaru again, because everybody loves SasuNaru.

SPACING!

Naruto gritted his teeth. As much as he hated to admit it, Sasuke was really good at this.

"God damn!" he hissed. "Man... I've been doing this forever and I still can't get it like you do..."

Sasuke smirked, his lips around the smooth, hard shaft. He couldn't help it. He was just great at everything.

Naruto scowled at the Uchiha. Unfortunately, the two were not making eye contact and he just ended up glaring at Sasuke's hair. "You're smiling, aren't you? Stupid ass... how do you do it, though? How'd you get so good when I know I've been doing this longer than you have?"

Shrugging, Sasuke sucked a little harder and applied more pressure with his hands. "Dunno. I'm just better than you, I guess. Itachi made me practice with him a lot when I was little."

Naruto sighed. "Don't bring him up when we're doing this. It totally ruins the mood."

"Whatever. At least he doesn't talk as much as you do." Concentrating hard, he leaned forward and took more of the object in his mouth.

Naruto gave a gasp. Wow, this was good. Really good. One part of him wanted to hate Sasuke for exceeding him even at this, and the other part of him loved watching his rival perform. When Naruto did it, he almost always focused on reaching the high point, while Sasuke took his sweet time and went with the flow. He took two mental notes; one of this fact, and another: practice tonight a lot, preferably with Gaara. He couldn't have the Uchiha best him at everything! It was such a disgrace. Besides, it would be fun with the sand shinobi. Gaara's presence always spiced things up. It used to be with unbridled fear, but now it was with AWESOMENESS!

"Ohh... man..." Naruto whispered as Sasuke worked his hands, his lips and tongue moving. "It's getting pretty close now..."

Readjusting the hard object in his mouth, the dark-haired shinobi replied, "Yeah, I know." He smiled smugly. "I can feel it."

Naruto snorted, "How would you do that? Stop trying to sound all cool, shitbrick."

"You know Naruto, that hurt my feelings so bad I think I have to stop," Sasuke made to remove his hands.

"GAH! Don't!" The blond snatched at Sasuke's hands. "If you just leave it like this, I'll kill you!"

Sasuke resumed his work. "Hmm... it seems you need this really bad. Not doing so well?"

Glaring, yet still relieved Sasuke didn't just leave him there to dry, Naruto replied, "Why wouldn't I be? I'm awesome. When I'm Hokage, this is going to happen every day." The blond winced suddenly. "Oh man! Hurry up already! It's so close now! So close!"

Sasuke rolled his eyes and quickened the pace.

"Sasuke!" Naruto yelled, fists tightening. "Almost there! God, could you do it any slower!"

Narrowing his eyes in concentration, Sasuke leaned, slid his tongue across, a quick, calculated movement of his hands and--

"AHH!" exclaimed Naruto.

He jumped twenty feet in the air in excitement. "Holy shit! I can't believe it! I could never beat this level! I've tried and tried and I can't get past that stupid trap, MAN!" Pausing, he collected himself and pointed at Sasuke. "This isn't over! I will beat you at this too, I will. And I will prove myself to be the true Super Monkey Ball 2 master!"

Sasuke sighed and took another bite of his Snickers bar. He never wanted to play video games with Naruto, ever again.