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Ninja For Hire

By SmexLemur, worship her!

Chapter 4: Gasp! Is that Naruto!

Naruto was walking happily down the streets of Konoha, Sasuke trailing behind him, enjoying the view and not believing the fact that Naruto still hadn't found out that he was wearing the uniform. It wasn't until the wind started to blow that Naruto realised it was awfully… cold. He looked down. Blinked. Stared.

And screamed.

"Sasuke-bastard!" he yelled, turning around and pointing a figure at an innocent-looking Sasuke.

"Hn?" Naruto fumed, pointing at his maid uniform.

"Couldn't you have warned me?" he demanded. Sasuke looked as if he didn't know what Naruto was talking about. Before Naruto could explain and continue yelling however, there were a few squeals coming from behind him. He froze and turned around, only to find Ino, along with Shino, Kiba, Sakura, Choji, Hinata and Shikamaru pointing and looking at him. They were all blushing at the sight of him.

Of all the times to run into his friends…

"Is that Naruto!" the blonde girl demanded, giving another fangirl squeal afterwards. Surprisingly enough, Sakura joined in. Kiba laughed (though the pink blush on his cheeks did not go unnoticed by Sasuke, who was now fuming at everybody that even laid eyes on HIS Naruto), before he bounced towards Naruto, clapping a hand on his shoulders.

"So it's true!" he exclaimed, letting his eyes wander over Naruto's body. Said blonde boy blushed heavily, wondering how much teasing and bullying he would have to endure. "Konohamaru told me that you were Uchiha's maid, but I didn't believe it! He actually made you wear that?" Kiba pointed at the uniform. Naruto nodded mutely, afraid that if he would speak, the insults would come.

"How troublesome," Shikamaru muttered, joining in on the conversation. "Temari has that uniform too."

Everybody stared. Shikamaru shrugged.

"What? She likes dressing up for me." Ino pushed Shikamaru to the side to get a better look at Naruto, before promptly glomping him.

"You look so cute!" she squealed, not once noticing the murderous glares Sasuke was shooting her. Sakura again joined her. "Forehead-girl! Naruto's mine!" Ino apparently didn't like sharing her new toy.

"Ino-chan, Sakura-chan!" Naruto whined, as he was being pulled back and forth between Sakura and Ino, who seemed to have gone mad. Honestly, who liked a boy in a maid uniform? That was weird and embarrassing and yet they were acting as if it was the most hottest thing ever! Not even Kiba was making fun of him. Had Konoha gone made?

"Ino-pig!" Sakura said, grabbing Naruto's wrist. "Don't hog Naruto, like you hog everything else! I wanna hug him too!" Before they could continue their battle for the cute blonde guy in the maid uniform however, there was a small 'poof' and Naruto was gone. Everybody blinked, before they all looked around in confusion. Apparently Sasuke was gone too.

Coincidence? I think not.

"He's over there," Shino muttered, taking one hand out of his pocket to point at Naruto, being held in Sasuke's arms bridal-style on top of a rooftop. Sasuke looked furious.

They all cowered away in fear.

"Let me make it clear for you right now," he said, his voice dangerously low. "For the next two weeks, Naruto is mine." With that, before anyone could even speak, he 'poofed' away again. They stared for a couple of minutes in silence.

"So," Ino finally said, breaking it. She had a grin plastered on her face as she looked at Sakura, who stared back at her. "Wanna place bets on when they get together?" Sakura nodded eagerly. "You guys in?" Ino looked at the rest of the guys (and Hinata), who nodded their heads.

"I'm in," Shikamaru said, his eyes half-lidded. He was only mildly interested. "I say they get together when the two weeks are up. Naruto's way too dense," he deadpanned. The rest of the group muttered in agreement.

"No way, I say Uchiha will molest him within a week!" Kiba hollered excitedly, followed by a loud bark from his dog, Akamaru. "You saw the look on his face just now? Man, he's having trouble withholding himself now. Just wait—Naruto's gotta walk around in that skimpy, way-too-short of a maid uniform every day. There's no way the Uchiha can keep that up." Again, the group muttered in agreement.

"Molesting is different from getting together," Shikamaru pointed out. "Naruto has to want and understand it too. They have to be dating officially."

"But then Naruto will know how he feels and he himself will realise it too," Kiba insisted. Shikamaru shrugged.

"Maybe, or maybe not. They could also go in denial. I still say that molesting doesn't count—they have to be together."

"I agree, I mean, anyone of us can molest Naruto," Ino said, earning stares from everyone. She shrugged. "What? It's true! The guy is just way too innocent for his own good," she said. "Like Shikamaru said, Naruto's way too dense to figure out Sasuke-kun's feelings! What about you Hinata-chan?" Hinata blushed slightly.

"I think I'm going to agree with Kiba-kun," she replied ('Kiba-kun' blushed lightly at that statement). Ino looked surprised.

"Eeeeh, Hinata-chan is a closet pervert!" she exclaimed teasingly, earning a string of stuttered sentences from Hinata.

"Well, I think they're not getting together at all in these two weeks," Choji said, munching on some potato chips. "I think Sasuke's way too stubborn to even admit it, so how's Naruto gonna know?"

Choji honestly wished he hadn't said that.

Because Ino and Sakura suddenly got a very frightening look in their eyes.

"Oh, he'll know," Sakura said.

"We'll give them a little push," Ino agreed.

"No pushing," Shikamaru said lazily, stuffing his hands in his pockets. "Too troublesome for them and not fair for the bet. Only if they don't get together after two weeks."

"Deal!" Ino and Sakura both yelled, pumping a fist up in the air.

Shino couldn't help but feel sorry for both Sasuke and Naruto.

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"Sasuke-bastard, what the hell was that about?" Naruto yelled angrily as they arrived back at Sasuke's house. First, he had been molested by that crazy Ino and Sakura, then he had been picked up by Sasuke as if he was a damsel in distress and after all of that, he hadn't even gotten his ramen!

He didn't get an answer however. Sasuke set him down, before walking over to Naruto's temporary room. He searched Naruto's bag for some clean clothes and handed them to him, muttering something about 'cover yourself up' and heading for the living room. Naruto stared for a minute. He then shrugged and decided not to complain about this—at last he could get rid of that stupid maid uniform and put on some regular clothes.

When Naruto was done changing his clothes, he headed for the room where Sasuke was just… sitting. He wasn't reading, wasn't watching television, wasn't doing anything at all. He was just staring at the floor.

"Sasuke?" Naruto said tentatively, walking over to Sasuke, who immediately snapped out of it, glaring at Naruto. The blonde figured it was wise to not question about what he had been doing, so instead decided to ask an obvious question, "Are we going out for ramen or not? 'Cause I don't feel like going anymore. You got instant ramen here?" Sasuke nodded, glad Naruto didn't want to go. Honestly, those damn girls kept touching him! It had been very aggravating to watch and Sasuke had to withhold himself from shooting a fireball at them.

If he had, he would've hit Naruto too, which he didn't want because he still wanted to use that perfect little body of his.

"Second cabinet from the right, above the stove," he muttered. Naruto gave him a warm smile.

"You want some too?" Sasuke shook his head, a warm and fuzzy feeling growing in his stomach again as he saw that smile. Damn it, why did that stupid feeling came back again? "Okay," the blonde muttered.

Five minutes later, Naruto returned with two cups of ramen and some chopsticks. Sasuke eyed it.

"I thought I said I didn't want any," he said, glaring at Naruto who was already halfway through eating the ramen. Said blonde shrugged and gave him a grin.

"Well, you're getting some anyway! Since I'm your personal slave now, I need to take care of you! And not eating anything isn't healthy for you."

"Maid," Sasuke corrected him, taking the chopsticks in his hand and reluctantly ate it. Naruto shook his head.

"I refuse to refer to myself as a maid," he said, waving his chopsticks around. The ramen he was holding with it splattered around, ending up on either the floor or on Sasuke.

"And slave is better?" Sasuke asked him, raising an eyebrow while peeling some of the ramen off his forehead. Naruto nodded.

"Better than a maid, anyway. It's so degrading," he muttered, earning an amused smirk from Sasuke.

Ah, this was way better than being in public with Naruto, where everybody could see and stare at his blonde.

Sasuke vaguely wondered when he had become so possessive.

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The next day, Naruto woke up earlier than usual. That always happened when he wasn't sleeping in his own bed and when he was sleeping in a… filthy one. Honestly, the house was just a big heap of bacteria's, dust and mold—how the hell did Sasuke manage to survive in it?

No wonder Sasuke was never sick—his immune system must be invincible.

Naruto decided he would make breakfast for the both of them. He put on his shirt (Naruto enjoyed sleeping shirtless, with only a sweatpants on) and headed downstairs to the kitchen, where he surprisingly found the mold growling at him again. He blinked at it.

"I thought I got rid of you!" he exclaimed angrily, pointing a finger at it. The mold made some kind of gurgling sound in response. "Stupid spray, I knew it wouldn't work," Naruto muttered, before starting on breakfast.

Ten minutes later, Sasuke woke up to a very nice smell coming from the kitchen. He blinked sleepily—was Naruto responsible for that wonderful smell?—and headed downstairs, where, indeed, he found Naruto standing near the stove, making pancakes, while talking happily to someone.

"Talking to yourself, Naruto?" he asked, smirking a bit as Naruto jumped a feet in the air. He took a seat at the table.

"Bastard!" Naruto yelled. "Don't scare me like that! And no, I wasn't talking to myself, I was talking to Kinrui-chan(1)," he continued smugly. Sasuke raised an eyebrow.

"Kinrui-chan?" The blonde nodded.

"Yep!" he pointed at a corner in the kitchen. Sasuke followed his arm and he ended up seeing the same mold Naruto had tried so hard to get rid of. His other eyebrow shot op. "Kinrui-chan came back, so I decided to keep him. He's kind of cute," Naruto said fondly, clasping his hands together. "Right, Kinrui-chan?"

Sasuke was surprised when the heap of mold gurgled happily in response.

"Look, we're even friends now!" Naruto continued. Sasuke stared.

And stared.

And before he knew it, he burst out laughing. He had tried to keep it in—he had honestly tried. But this was just too much. Naruto blinked at him for a moment, wondering what the hell that sound was that came from the usually stoic boy, until he realised that he was actually laughing.

Uchiha Sasuke was laughing. It was like a miracle.

Naruto's face broke out in a grin at the sight of it. He would never be able to express the way that laugh made him feel at that time, even though he just knew Sasuke was laughing at him—it was still great to hear it. To hear him actually be happy about something.

After about two minutes, Sasuke's laughing finally died out as he wiped some tears from his eyes and tried to get on his emotionless mask again. Naruto grinned at him, while handing him a plate of pancakes.

"This never happened," Sasuke said in a serious and threatening voice. "Clear?" Naruto didn't care if other people would know that the famous Uchiha was actually capable of laughing and his grin widened.

"Crystal!"

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(1) Kinrui means 'fungus', I think. And I'm sure you all know what 'chan' means XD.