Outside Naruto's apartment, Sasuke stopped to study himself in a store window. A pair of white eyes looked back at him. After his conversation with Sakura, Sasuke had stopped to do a last minute run over of his plan in his head, comparing it to the event that had inspired it. He had stopped halfway to his destination to perform a quick bunshin, making a single clone to stand guard outside the Hyuuga estate with strict orders to come warn him if anything should happen unexpectedly. That was one improvement he could hold over the dobe. He doubted he would need it though. How long could it take to make the blonde never want to hear the name Hyuuga again?

Sasuke was a little disappointed that by now there were few people out on the streets. He would have liked to have had someone to test his acting on. Instead, he could only content himself with looking at the glass and practicing the expressions that he would need. His head turned in the yellow-orange light of the streetlamp so that he could check for any errors in his disguise. Hinata's complexion was very similar to his own and had been easy to match, but her eyes were another story. Looking at the part of the Hyuuga's face that would announce her identity to any ninja in Konoha, Sasuke suppressed the urge to shudder. He couldn't see the faint gray outline of the iris in this light, making him look as if his eyes had rolled back in his head like a dead man's.

The clothing that Hinata wore was simple and loose. Blue pants, white jacket, the exact opposite if his own daily attire. But the pants were made from a silky material that rippled when he walked and caressed his legs so that he wanted to turn around and growl at somebody to stop touching him. And naturally, as a ninja he had to criticize wearing such loose garments. What would she do if she got caught on a stray nail during one of her missions? At least the jacket was sensible. It was padded for warmth and snuggly covered her figure from the bottom of her neck to her hips. Possibly good for hiding weapons.

Satisfied that he had captured the Hyuuga girl to the best of his abilities (of which no one needs to be reminded of), Sasuke stepped back from the window, craning his head upward to look for his target's window. He was just in the act of lifting his foot when a hard tug almost caused him to trip over. Sasuke looked down in annoyance and noticed one other thing about Hinata's taste in clothing: she wore modern tennis shoes instead of traditional sandals. Now that was just stupid! Everyone knew that those kinds of shoes made squeaking sounds on floors! How would she sneak up on her enemies? Sasuke glared at the footwear in a very un-Hinata like manner as he knelt down to tie the loose shoe lace. Then paused when, with a loop in each hand, something squishy pressed against his knee.

Frowning, Sasuke stood back up and walked over to the shop window. Women had breasts, he knew that, but the thing that he felt couldn't have been...it was too… He looked at the chest reflected for him, the padding he noted before was so thick that it was hard to determine the girl's shape. His hand came up and felt experimentally up and down the front of the jacket. Curiously taking the zipper's handle between two fingers, the raven-haired ninja pulled down...

...And nearly punched himself in the chin with the force he used to jerk it back up.

Eyes wide, Sasuke silently vowed to, under no circumstances, lower the zipper again. There was no way in hell he could scare a teenage boy away from a girl if he got a good look at those.

Deciding that he didn't want to know anything else about his enemy's body, Sasuke stepped away from the shop window, again looking for the dobe's apartment as he walked over to the building's entrance.

Across the lobby, a wide mirror was mounted to the wall. Sasuke got one last look at himself and noted his expression. No one would believe Hinata walking around wearing the same emotionless mask that he so loved, which was staying in place despite the jutsu. His brow furrowed somewhat because of the concentration that he had to used when Sasuke forced his lips into the nervous little half smile he normally saw whenever the girl looked his way. He made his eyebrows go into the position worn by people always on the edge of worrying over tiny details, like whether to use hearts on her i's or regular dots. And finally, he took his hands out of his pockets so he could hold them under his chin, the fingers mingling together in a fidgeting mass. This was more like the Hinata he knew.

Satisfied when he looked into the mirror again, Sasuke turned to start up the stairs. Then stopped with a frown on his face. Hinata's hands would only bob up to hit her face if she took the stairs, and from what he'd seen of her stamina, he could assume that she avoided extra exercise.

Sasuke took the elevator to be safe.

One might have said that stopping to think about such details was unnecessary. Sasuke however, who might have been trying to make up for his earlier slip ups, knew differently. This was to be addressed as a mission, and he'd be damned if he was going to make even the slightest error when he had the benefit of knowing his targets since preschool.

The door opened two floors below Sasuke's destination, letting an elderly woman step into the elevator with him. Raising his head in a shy manner, he whipped in back down after making eye contact and let his smile grow just a little. "G-good e-evening."

"Good evening, dear." The old woman smiled at him, showing a mouth of yellow teeth. "Where would you be going to this late at night?"

Sasuke normally would have let that question go unanswered, believing firmly that nosy civilians should learn to keep to themselves. However, he wasn't Sasuke right now... "I'm visiting m-my fr-friend, Naruto-kun."

"Oh. I see." The old hag spoke politely, but Sasuke noticed that there was a new frost lining her words. She took a step to the side, silently putting up a wall between them. It could have been caused by either the idea of a young woman visiting a "kun" in the evening, or the name that was connected to the "kun." Sasuke was too busy inwardly smirking at his Hinata-like performance to care.

The door opened on the floor Sasuke wanted, and he stepped out with a sweet little smile on his mouth for the woman to see, then hurried down the hall. The nervous good-girl who would never think of...

69. Apartment number 69A. Sasuke turned his head and counted the door's on his left and right. Comparing the numbers with what he had counted on the ground, Sasuke concluded that there was no mistake. The dobe actually lived in apartment 69A...

If he was Sasuke, he'd have snickered. As Hinata he blushed and looked away from the numbers as he reached out to ring the door bell. He'd have to make a point of coming back as himself and getting Naruto riled up over this.

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Naruto had been calmly laying on his couch while waiting for his favorite noodle dish to cook. It wasn't really late for him yet, but he knew that if he was to get up and go to Ichiruka's he would be sent home with affectionate orders to get a good night's sleep for training tomorrow. Sometimes, having people care about him could be a tinsy bit annoying. When he became Hokage, he would make it a law that ramen bars serve whoever walks by their front doors! Whether they have money or not! It would be right after he outlawed Uchiha-woreship.

The smell of unseasoned noodles beginning to soften drew Naruto out of his thoughts. Wanting to get closer to the delightful aroma, Naruto started to get up when he was interrupted by his doorbell ringing. He glanced at the clock on the wall, then back at the door. The last time he had gotten a visitor this late it had been Iruka coming to lecture him the importance of going to sleep early on nights that he knew he was going to have training the next morning, especially if he was going to start a fight with stronger teammates that he knew was going to leave him dirty and bloody by the time he went to visit his favorite teacher at work. Several parents had pulled their children out of the ninja academy the last time he walked in during parent-teacher conference week.

When the bell sounded again, Naruto tried to think of anything that he had done wrong...well, that Iruka would have heard about. He went over to the door, completely ignoring the peephole meant for inspecting his guests to determine them from homicidal villagers come to beat him to a pulp, or evil older brothers of friends' come to steal him away for the use of his organization. Which was why he was completely surprised when he saw his girlfriend of two months standing on the other side.

"Hinata!"

"H-Hello, Naruto-kun." The girl had her hands in front of her face when he first opened the door, now she lowered them so that they fidgeted around her stomach. "C-Can I come in?"

Still uncertain as to why she was there, Naruto put on his famous smile and moved aside to make room for her. "Of course!"

"Thank you, Naruto-kun."

The girl walked in and seemed to look around the apartment nervously while Naruto closed the door. She turned her attention back to him and stared intently at his hands while he inserted the lock as if judging it's ability to hold the door closed. Naruto was about to ask why she was staring, when he remembered something Iruka once tried to teacher him about guests, especially when said guests were important people, like girlfriends. He tried to make himself remember exactly what it was he was supposed to offer…

"Uh...Want me to take your jacket?"

"No!" Hinata's hands snapped to either of her arms, gripping the fabric tightly. Naruto blinked. It was pretty warm inside his apartment, and his landlord didn't provide air conditioning...

When she noticed Naruto's confused look, Hinata turned her attention to the floor and said sheepishly, "I-I mean, I'm find thank you. I-I wanted to talk to you about something."

Naruto cocked his head to one side. He'd thought that he and Hinata had gotten passed her stuttering problem. Something must have been making her nervous. "Okay. What do you want to talk about, Hinata?"

The girl raised her eyes from the floor, slowly bringing them up Naruto's body so that he felt uncomfortable for some strange reason. She took a step towards him. Then another. From the way her eyes fastened on him, he wasn't sure whether he was expected to run.

"I...It's not really so much talking, as..." The girl stopped when she stood in front of him, Naruto with his back against the door. She raised her head to stared directly into his eyes with her own pearly white ones. "You remember what you said before about Kiba and Shino?" She said in a husky voice that only added to the blonde's confusion. "I think I want to make up with you."

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Naruto stared at Sasuke in confusion. He took this as a good sign and wound his arms around the blonde's neck.

"But Hinata, we haven't been fighting."

It took all of Sasuke's control not to glare. To shut the dobe up, as well as keep himself from slipping up in his plan by saying something along the lines of "Dobe," Sasuke stood on tip-toe to nuzzle into the tan neck, exposed with the absence of the annoying orange jacket. From above him, he heard a sudden gasp. "H-Hinata! What are-"

"Naruto-kun..." Sasuke smirked, turning his head so that he could occupy his mouth before it was noticed. Bringing to mind one very aggressive fangirl that had somehow managed to corner him during one of their previous missions, Sasuke parted his lips and bit down gently on the dobe's skin. He felt Naruto shiver in discomfort. Or what he took for discomfort. When two hands came up onto his shoulders and started to push him away, Sasuke let himself make that wild, hungry look he hated so much himself.

Naruto's face was red as he looked at the girl in front of him. "Uh, Hinata...are you feeling alright?"

"Yes, Naruto-kun." Sasuke's gaze rested on the other shinobi's mouth, which was left carelessly parted. He let one hand leave Naruto's shoulder only to trail it slowly up his stomach. He was wearing his weekend clothes, the oversized white shorts and the black t-shirt with the red swirl mark. One finger traced that mark before slipping behind the blonde's back and pulling him away from the door. As a result, their bodies touched full length. Sasuke felt the shiver run through him that always came with large amounts of physical contact, but forced it aside by focusing on the fact that the pink-tinted tan lips were now only inches from his own.

The blonde looked...surprised, or dazed. He might have said something that would have made his mental status clearer if Sasuke hadn't sent the remaining hand on the blonde's shoulder up into his hair and pulled his head down to catch his mouth with his own.

Any minute now, Sasuke thought to himself as he hungry drew his dobe's lower lip between his teeth. Any minute, he was going to be throw aside, and Naruto was going to tell Hinata that she was a perverted slut. On this train of thought, it was a complete and utter surprise when a sets of hands suddenly dove into his hair. Sasuke's closed eyes shot open, his mouth going slack for a moment too long as something that didn't belong there slid inside.

Sasuke's hands stay firmly on the dobe's head and back, but his mouth...Naruto tasted every part of it while his mind went blank. This wasn't a part of the plan. Naruto was supposed to react how he would to a fangirl, not slid his hand down his back and pull him closer, and DEFINATELY not break the contact between their mouths so that he could trail kisses down his neck. Sasuke's body decided to fallow suit with his mouth, and if not for Naruto's support, would have crumbled to the floor. He couldn't even think to resist when Naruto picked up "Hinata" and carried her over to the couch and set her down. In fact, his traitorous arms, which didn't seem to know when they were experiencing Mission-Failure, wrapped around his teammate's neck. His mind was shut down.

Naruto settled on the couch next to Hinata, pulling her into his lap when she refused to let go of him. He didn't seem to notice her wide eyes and faint panicked expression until he leaned close to kiss her again. Their noses were about to touch when he stopped. "Hinata?"

"H-Hai?" The white eyes seemed to focus on him, noticing their closeness and pulling back slightly.

"Are you okay?" Naruto said. Even as the short sentence came out, his hold began to loosen on the girl. He hadn't really waited for her to speak after that first kiss, maybe he'd misunderstood what she wanted...

"Hai."

Naruto licked his lips to moisten them, then wished he didn't when Hinata's eyes shifted to stare directly at his mouth with a wondering expression on her face. "If you don't want to do this...it's okay."

That was his chance, Sasuke thought. He could just pull out right now and leave the dobe with an awkward situation with his girlfriend. That might have been enough of a strain for most couples, but Sasuke knew better. Naruto would come right out and talk about it. He might, Sasuke thought with a bit of his earlier anger coming back, even apologize to her.

His eyes were still on the other boy's mouth, and if Sasuke traced his lips with his tongue he could still taste the blonde. It wasn't the first time Naruto and Sasuke had made contact with those particular parts of their bodies, but the last time had been an accident...and no where close to the same amount of enthusiasm had been involved. Sasuke swallowed. Hard. He licked his lips as Naruto had done, which brought with it the distinct taste of pork ramen and...something else.

Naruto's hold was now hardly even present. His arms were resting mostly on the couch cushions, his hands lightly on Hinata's hips. She hadn't answered him, and he took that as a silent "Stop now." He knew she'd been disoriented. He tightened his grip again to lift her off of him, when the hands on his should fisted in his shirt. With one strong tug, Hinata slammed herself back onto him, eyes glaring for even trying to remove her.

Two blue eyes looked at Sasuke questioningly when he firmly nestled back into the blonde's lap. Naruto groan in response to the contact, his head going back a little to expose that tanned throat again. Somewhere in the back of Sasuke's mind, there was a voice that was screaming at him, demanding to know just what exactly he thought he was doing. But it was far less interesting than the taste of his teammate's skin when his lips once again found that place on his neck that begged to have him bury his face there.

Naruto's arms tightened around Sasuke's waist again. There was something poking into his seat that hadn't been quite so...prominent...before, and the sensible side of Sasuke again screamed at him to stop what he was doing. It wasn't going to help him...He'd regret it...It'd be awkward seeing Naruto again...It-

A rough hand pulled back on Sasuke's head, meshing much softer lips onto his own before he could voice a protest. This time his lips parted willingly when Naruto traced them with his tongue. That taste that he couldn't name earlier was obvious now. It was Naruto's taste. And he was beginning to find that he liked it very much.

His hands crawled into Naruto's hair, messier without the hitai-ate that he always wore at practice. The strands were softer than he'd thought they'd be, the sensation magnified after he closed his eyes.

Naruto trailed his hand up and down Sasuke's back, once slipping under the thick jacket, making the raven-hair boy-turned-girl arch forward and press his front against the other boy's chest. Neither one of them pulled back when the hand slipped back out again. Only when the hand came between them did Sasuke allow the kiss to be broken. And then, it was only for a moment when Naruto grabbed onto the white jacket's zipper and pulled. Then the Uchiha roughly grabbed his teammate's head and pulled their bodies together again, the infernal jacket falling forgotten to the floor.

A frustrated sound was heard from "Hinata" when she tried to bring the blonde into another kiss only to have Naruto switch the angle of his head so that his mouth met with the girl's jaw. He licked at the skin there, dragging down her neck. While his mouth was busy working its way over the newly exposed skin, his hands on the girl's hips began pushing them forward and back in grinding motions over the part of him that was rapidly coming alive and demanding attention. Hinata only needed minimum guiding before she took over the movements herself.

Sasuke moved his hips rhythmically in the way he was silently instructed, feeling the blonde's erection brush repeatedly over an area he hadn't thought to inspect before. Warmth was coiling in his stomach, forming a tingling sensation that he was positive he never felt before. Naruto bit down on a spot just above where the thin tank top and "Hinata" started loudly. He was gentle, but Sasuke found his head rolling back, a gasp coming out of his mouth. The weight of his head caused his back to curve, offering his breasts for further exploration to the blonde that was holding him steady. Naruto's mouth was eager to comply as it went about covering every inch of exposed skin with touches and kisses, as one hand went about pushing up the tank top to expose more.

"Naruto..." Sasuke's hands felt idle in the blonde hair moving over his body. They slipped down to his shoulders, then to his chest, trailing lower. When they reached the now very obvious bludge that their contact was fueling (Sasuke thought with a smirk that his partner couldn't see), the finger tips brushed gently over the area, and Naruto let out a moan that vibrated against his skin. Boldly, they pressed down harder on the area, hand sliding down a little to cup the erection. He could feel it pulsing through the thin layer of fabric. Savoring the sound of a breath being drawn in suddenly, Sasuke let his curiosity get the better of him. He experimented with the different touches he could think to put on that area without seeming to know more than any girl would about the organ. He rubbed at the area, moved his fingers in little swirling patterns across the bludge, squeezing and stroking up and down through the fabric, until the hands on his hips clamped down hard, and Sasuke was suddenly staring at the ceiling as his back made contact with the couch cushions. Naruto settled over him with his arms supported on either side of his shoulders. The look that came from the blue eyed ninja was hungry as his hips pushed their way between Sasuke's legs to grind against him again.

Sasuke felt a moan come up his throat.

The black tank top was pulled up from Sasuke's body, impatience and need making both ninjas careless. Sasuke thought he heard the sound of fabric ripping as he sat up and went back down in a one fluid movement, leaving the couch just long enough for the barring shirt to be lifted. Naruto fell back on him again. Their mouths met for a moment in a deep kiss before Sasuke decided to even their score and yanked at the blonde's own clothing. Naruto was compliant until the oversized old t-shirt hit the ground. Then he defiantly turned his attention back to the raven-haired ninja's breasts instead of his mouth, his chest making skin to skin contact with Sasuke's stomach.

Naruto's mouth closed around one unsuspecting nipple through the material of his bra. The hand already feeling around his partner's back for the clasp. Sasuke might have offered to help him through the haze that was storming his mind, but he didn't know how the blasted thing worked either.

You should end this right now, that voice in his head came back to life when he felt the garment around his chest slacken and the dobe's lips around his nipple turned up into a triumphant smile. Get up and walk away now.

Naruto sat up on his knees, the offending piece of cloth dangling from his hand. He stared down at Sasuke with hungry eyes, raking up every shadow the light threw around Hinata's curves. When Naruto lowered himself back down, a warm hand gently slid over one of the swells, eyes half lidded and mouth seeking out it's mate. Sasuke opened for him eagerly, enjoying his taste and the feel of another's warmth on his body.

Walk away, walk away, walk away! Sasuke's shrinking voice of reason shrieked at him in a final plea.

But what would Naruto do, Sasuke wondered as he shivered deliciously under the blonde's touch, if he knew that it was Sasuke's thighs he was caressing as he slid the silky trousers off? Or that Sasuke was the one he crawled back up to and kissed so gently, completely opposite from what they had gone through a few moments ago.

Naruto smiled at him mischievously as he slid back down Sasuke's body, trailing breezy kisses as he went. Sasuke was unsure what the blonde was planning to do when his face stopped over the area he had just uncovered, looking up quickly to see his reaction as he bent down. Sasuke was just about to ask what he thought that he was doing when Naruto grasped his hips again and lifted them up so that he could hook a leg over each shoulder. Sasuke's expression must have given his confusion away, because Naruto shot him a smug grin before he buried his face in the area that Sasuke knew so little about.

He was being penetrated. Sasuke could feel something moving around inside him, licking, caressing, teasing. His hips were moving on their own to help give the blonde better access for his invasion as his hands returned to their earlier positions in his hair, trying to push Naruto deeper. "Naruto!" The darting tongue swirled around something inside him, making it come to an ache greater than what he'd felt before. He wanted to rock his hips against the dobe's mouth, draw him in deeper and see if that would sate the tingling feeling that wouldn't go away.

And then the mouth was gone. Sasuke had been holding him there, and then somehow Naruto had gotten away from him. He could have cried. His eyes, which he hadn't remembered closing, snapped open at the sound of a zipper lowering. Turning his head to the side, a very real and Hinata-worthy blush came into the Uchiha heir's face. "Naruto..." he said breathless all of the sudden, unable to take his eyes off of an organ that was less of a mystery to him, yet held his entire attention.

Naruto climbed back onto the couch, clothes now forgotten. He took the girl's hips in his hands again, eyes meeting and locking with Hinata's. "If you aren't sure-"

"YES!" Sasuke cried impatiently, not caring if his answer would go with the dobe's question grammatically. The warmth of Naruto's hands on him, and the anticipation of more contact was making him lose control. But then again, hadn't he lost it already? He kept his eyes on Naruto, hands griping the couch on either side of him as he parted his legs. Naruto tried to be gentle, he could tell by the care he took when his head first brushed against Sasuke's entrance, how slowly he pushed forward. All the same, Sasuke's hands tighten on the cushions hard enough to rip the fabric when Naruto met with a resistance and pressed through it. Why was there pain! Weren't girls' bodies meant for this sort of thing? Naruto was watching his face, and Sasuke felt a hand gently brushing along the side of his face. Eyes locking with a pair of bright blue ones, Sasuke pulled Naruto's head down to him, wanting to erase the pain with his taste. He thought he felt Naruto shudder.

It was a strange feeling Sasuke decided. He could feel Naruto throbbing inside of him while he gave him a minute to adjust to the new sensation. The pain faded away quickly, leaving him filled with...Naruto. When the blonde's head dropped next to Sasuke's ear, he started to say a name and Sasuke pushed against him. Hard.

"Hin..."

Not that name. He didn't want to hear that name. Naruto gasped as the action pressed him in deeper for a moment before drawing back. His hips swung back into him again, fast, making him cry out at the unfamiliar sensation. Sasuke's fingers dug into the blonde's back, pale enough so that Sasuke could pretend the henge wasn't there. Naruto thrust into him, both of them making sounds that would have been strange under any other situation but at the moment seemed natural.

Naruto's head turned and rediscovered Sasuke's neck. Licking, touching, kissing. Sasuke's legs wanted to wrap around the tan waist but stayed put until two hands slipped under him, angling him so that the dobe could go in farther. He felt muscles that he never had before clench around Naruto as his body went into shuddering spasms. The sound of Naruto's name being called out reached him, though he didn't remember opening his mouth for it. He felt a sudden new warm pour into him and noticed that Naruto had started shaking too. The arms around him tightened, and then disappeared before the body above him could collapse on top of his smaller form.

In his daze, Sasuke couldn't figure out where Naruto had gone, even with the sound of something heavy hitting the hardwood floor next to the couch. No cursing fallowed it. Only the sound of two people panting as they stared up at the ceiling. One of Sasuke's hands fell idly over the side of the couch as his mind began to slowly come down from whatever corner it had been hiding in. When warm fingers closed around it, he half jumped.

"Hinata?"

The breathless voice was another startle. "H-Hai?"

A light laugh. "I didn't think I would be doing that tonight."

"Hai." Sasuke thought, You have no idea, Dobe.

Silence returned only to be broken by the sound of something sizzling loudly. Sasuke frowned up at the ceiling wondering if his ears had suddenly developed some sort of hearing problem, when Naruto shot up from his place on the floor and took at a run for the kitchenette. The sound of cursing fallowed when he propped himself up and stared after the blonde. He forced himself up into a full sitting position, leaning his tired body against the couch's arm rest.

"You owe me ramen!" Came back to him. Naruto was heaving a pot trailing white steam as he spoke.

Sasuke raised an eyebrow when he saw the pot turned over and a mass of over cooked, scalding noodles dumped into the dobe's sink. "Don't you ever get tired of eating, dobe?" Sasuke said, shaking his head a little so that a tendril of hair that had fallen into his face went back. It wasn't until he looked back at the kitchenette and saw that Naruto had froze and was currently staring at him that he noticed his slip. That stupid, baka-worthy slip... "Naru-"

Laughing. Sasuke was trying to think of a way to cover himself back up, when Naruto started laughing. Maybe the idea of discovering that instead of having sex with your girlfriend it really with your rival in disguise was just too much for him... "Has anyone ever told you that you like Sasuke with your hair messed up like that?"

Sasuke wondered if his teammate could hear the relieved breath rush out of him. He could have kissed him for his incredible ability to miss what any other ninja in Konoha would have seen.

"Kami, for a minute there I thought Sasuke just changed genders!"

...INCREDIBLE ability to miss the obvious. Perhaps the dobe was actually a smart ninja, and just had a mental disability that kept him from realizing it.

All the same, when Naruto came back into the living room and sat down beside him, Sasuke felt the beginnings of a smile come onto his face when Naruto looked at him with those appraising blue eyes. Still unsure of himself, Naruto reached for Sasuke again. That voice in the Uchiha heir's head started to preach to him again, but...the damage was already done right? Mentally, Sasuke cursed himself even as he moved closer to his blonde teammate.

One more taste couldn't hurt...

Sasuke's head tilted to one side as he sought out Naruto's mouth again. It might have been by some sixth sense that he hadn't been aware of that guided him, that Sasuke would just happen to angle his head to the side that gave him a view of the apartment's window. And then just a coincidence that he left his eyes lazily open to watch the blonde's expression while he tasted him, because right at the moment his eyes drifted over the window...and locked with the coal black ones of his own image.

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A/N:

Guess who? I re-edited this while babysitting, so I might have missed a few things here and there. Gimmie some slack, it's hard to keep your mind focused on weeding out mistakes in a lemon when there is a pack of ten year olds hovering over your shoulder and a two year old in your lap. But that's just what I think.

Looking at this, I think I'm glad that I put this in its own chapter, it turned out longer than I expected. But then again, this was my first attempt at a lemon (DON'T HURT ME!) so I had no idea how much space one would take.

Anyway, now that Sassy's gotten to the point where he's either "Dude, you like guys!" or "Dude, you're MESSED UP!" I can start making this story a yoai! Which Naruto POV! I'm sorry that I've only given little snippets of other character points of view, but I can't help it! When I thought of this story, I was really only thinking about how Sasuke would act, so I guess that means that this story is centered around him. But don't worry, I intend to drive him up the Hokage monument before the end of this story :evil laugh: