"Sasuke. Let. Go."
"No."
"Do it. NOW."
"NO."
"TEME!"
Naruto wrenched his hand away from Sasuke's grasp, and glowered at him.
"What the fuck are you thinking, teme!"
"Don't make a scene."
Naruto bristled, as the patented Uchiha smirk spread cross Sasuke's face. Naruto's hands balled into fists and he unconciously slipped into a fighting stance. Sasuke's smirk grew a little wider, and Sakura looked at the two, confused, not having caught the first part of the conversation.
"Naruto, what did you do to Sasuke?"
"WAAAAAAAAHT! What did I do to Sasuke? What he did is the issue!"
Sasuke leaned back on one heel and regarded Naruto calmly, and Naruto could see the flicker of smug amusement in Sasuke's eyes. Naruto twitched, then stilled when a thought hit him. He saw Sasuke become slightly less arrogant when a smirk of his own crossed Naruto's face.
"At least my name doesn't have uke in it."
Sasuke stared at him, just barely keeping his mouth from hanging open. Before he could come back with a biting retort, Sakura was after the blonde, yelling at him for insinuating such awful things about her Sasuke.
'When did I become hers?' Sasuke thought, amused, and then leisurely followed after the two. Once Sakura was through with Naruto, Sasuke had issues of his own to take up with Naruto. After all, he wasn't always uke.