AN: Squeak, I already have over 200 reviews o.o I think I'm gonna faint.

…:faints:

So, uh, yeah o.o I don't know what to say really, except THANK YOU XD.

And someone had a very good point… about Sasuke making dinner XD I totally forgot about that T.T So… uh, yeah, just pretend he never said that, 'kay? XD And I loooooove SasuNaru fluff… so there's some in this chappie too! x3. And there's some more fangirl craziness. It's totally OOC, but I don't care—I just add Sakura and Ino in for fun x3.

So, enjoy this! And keep on reviewing, 'cause I'll love you forever if you do:nice-guy pose:

Ninja For Hire

By SmexLemur

Chapter 7: Seduce My Mind

"N—Naruto?"

The blonde boy didn't reply to his name and Sasuke immediately jumped off of him, cursing himself as he turned Naruto over. There were shards of glass sticking out of Naruto's body, his clothes and the floor covered in blood. Sasuke immediately started pulling out the glass, before he could carry the blonde to the bedroom to dress the wounds. The raven-haired boy still wobbled a bit, because of the alcohol, but he eventually managed him to get up in the bedroom, clean everything up and make sure every wound was covered.

Naruto hadn't woken up during that time and for a moment, Sasuke had actually been afraid that it was too late and was actually on the verge of crying (he blamed the alcohol later on), until a loud snore sounded through the room—the guy simply was asleep.

"Dobe," he muttered fondly, a very tiny smile on his lips as he watched his dobe lying on his bed. He had no idea what possessed him to take him to his own bedroom, perhaps it had been just a spur of the moment-thing—whatever it was, though, he rather enjoyed the sight of Naruto lying on his bed.

He also had to refrain himself from molesting the blonde in his sleep…

Naruto shifted slightly, a small gasp escaping his lips as he shifted his wait onto his back, where his wounds were still fresh from the shards of glass and quickly turned on his side. He let out a content sigh and parted his lips a bit, making Sasuke's eye twitch. One little kiss couldn't hurt, right?

Right.

Sasuke shifted uncomfortably—he was sitting on the floor, on his knees—as he heard Naruto moan. Did God hate him or something? But he couldn't kiss him, right? What if he would wake up?

Then again… Naruto was famous for his ability to sleep through anything at all. Heck, if Orochimaru's big ass snakes would attack his apartment, Naruto still wouldn't wake up.

"Just one," Sasuke muttered finally, his resolve completely slipping and a predatory glint in his eyes as he hovered over the blonde, placing both of his hands on either side of Naruto's head. Sasuke licked his lips unconsciously as he very carefully ran one hand through the blond mop of hair and turned Naruto's head slightly, giving him some easier access. For a second, Sasuke thought Naruto would wake up when he was barely an inch away from the other's face, but it was a false alarm, luckily for him.

Sasuke bent down further and parted his lips a bit as well. He lingered for a second above Naruto's, feeling his hot breath on them, before brushing his lips against the blonde's softly. Sasuke happily noted that Naruto gasped softly, but didn't wake up—he instead unconsciously raised his head a bit. The raven-haired boy took this as an invitation and closed the final inch between them, his tongue immediately darting out. He had never really been a very patient person.

Naruto moaned in his sleep as Sasuke probed his mouth, trying to be as gentle as possible—it really was hard to refrain himself from humping him on the spot, but he somehow managed to. One hand cupped Naruto's face, tilting it slightly to give him more access, while the other one had buried itself in the blonde hair comfortably. Sasuke was rather surprised when he felt Naruto's lips move against his own and when he felt the blonde's tongue massaging his and briefly panicked—did Naruto wake up? He cracked one eye open as he kept his lips firmly pressed on the other and gave a small sigh of relief: the dobe was still asleep.

He knew he was walking on thin ice when one of his treacherous hands slid down from Naruto's face to his exposed chest (hey, Sasuke had to take off his shirt to dress the wounds! Really!) and started to explore his chest and abdomen—the Uchiha noted that Naruto was rather well-built, though he didn't have to touch him to know that of course.

The blonde stirred beneath him uncomfortably and Sasuke knew he should stop, but he couldn't. Just a little more, he chanted over and over again in his head as he savoured each sweet taste he could find in the blonde's mouth— a bit of ramen, a hint of blood and another taste Sasuke could only identify as Naruto's own. Though he hated ramen and he didn't particularly liked the taste of blood, he didn't want to trade anything in the world to miss it, because it was just utterly perfect.

"Nn… Sasuke," the blonde muttered into his mouth, happily. Sasuke froze immediately and withdrew himself from the bed, staring down at the sleeping Naruto, who was smiling happily in his sleep. Had he just said his name? Sasuke shook his head, grinning a little to himself as he climbed off the bed and headed to the kitchen for some food.

If Naruto really had said his name… did that mean he was attracted to him as well? Naruto certainly had tried to kiss the Uchiha, but had withdrawn himself before they could even do anything. Was he scared? Probably. Behind that mask of cheerfulness, loudness and an endless source of energy, there was still an entirely different person not many people were allowed to see. Not many people knew about Naruto's strength, his talent for learning jutsu's, his devotion and determination and his self-esteem problems. Sasuke hadn't really known about the latter either, but he knew Naruto thought he was a loser, a demon, even though he said he was much better than anyone else in the village—it was just something he used to cover up his insecurity. Not many people knew it, or they refused to acknowledge it, but he certainly didn't think too highly of himself…

Maybe that's why he had pulled away?

It was logical, in Sasuke's mind—after all, a guy and a guy together isn't really that common and they had been best friends ever since they were twelve. He probably wouldn't risk their friendship like that, since Sasuke had been his very first friend. So, was he scared of rejection? Probably. Just like Sasuke was. He still wasn't entirely certain Naruto felt the same way about him… but he could definitely try and find out.

The Uchiha allowed himself to grin as he formed a plan inside his mind.

After all—he was an Uchiha. He could seduce anything without taking anything off, or without even touching someone.

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"Step right up people! Sir, please, stay in the line! Everybody will get their turn!" Sakura shouted loudly, shoving Kotetsu harshly back into the long line after he tried not-so-subtly to transport further. The pink-haired girl grinned widely when she saw Shikamaru and Chouji approach their stand and waved at them—Ino did so as well, who gave them both a hug once they arrived.

"What in God's name are you doing?" the lazy boy muttered, stuffing his hands in his pocket and glancing at the long line.

"Well," Ino started. "We figured we could make big bucks with the bet—you know, of Naruto and Sasuke?" Shikamaru rolled his eyes.

"How could I not know? You've been talking about it for the last week," he replied. The two girls ignored him.

"Anyway, as former members of the Sasuke-fanclub," Sakura continued.

"And as current members and co-presidents of the yaoi-fanclub," Ino added, raising her index finger.

"We both decided to make the bet public and earn lots and lots of money!" they both shouted in unison, pumping a fist up in the air. "The profits will go to the fanclub, of course," Sakura added. "You won't believe how many members we already have! It's amazing! Even Kakashi-sensei joined!"

Shikamaru chose not to respond to that. A wise decision.

"Sasuke will kill you two," Chouji warned them. Ino and Sakura gave each other a glance.

"Don't worry, we've been threatened with death by him before," Sakura reassured them. "Remember when we took a picture of him in his sleep and he was drooling? God, that was just so cute, but damn him for being such a light sleeper!" Ino nodded gravely.

"Yeah, I never saw him that angry before. I really thought we were going to die," she agreed. "Trust me, this is nothing compared to the stuff we've done in the past—besides, this is for a good cause! Why not make some money out of something so beautiful as true love?" Ino sighed happily, clasping her hands together. Shikamaru shrugged.

"Your funeral," he muttered.

"What do you guys do in that yaoi-fanclub?" Chouji asked suddenly, curiosity getting the better of them. Sakura and Ino both grinned at each other.

"You interested?" they asked in unison. Chouji gulped dramatically.

"N—no, just asking!" he defended himself. He quickly decided he should change the topic and said the thing that first popped into his head, "Hey, maybe you could take some pictures of Sasuke and Naruto together? You could sell those!" he suggested.

Ino and Sakura stared.

Squealed.

And tackle-hugged him.

"You're the best Chouji!" Ino exclaimed happily. Sakura and Ino both continued to shower him with compliments, but he wasn't listening. He could think of only one thing.

I'm so, so sorry guys… but it was either you, or me. And I'd rather have it be you.

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Naruto groaned and rubbed his forehead, rolling over onto his back. He flinched when he felt a stinging pain in his back and immediately sat up straight, blinking when he realised he had bandages covering his back and front.

"Eeeh?" he muttered vaguely, scratching his head sleepily. Now, what had happened yesterday? Ah, right… he came home, Sasuke came home drunk and he fell on top of a glass table. Right. "Great, now I have to clean up more of his junk," he exclaimed, irritated.

"Dobe, you're not working in that state." Naruto looked up and blinked when he saw Sasuke standing in the doorway, holding up a tray with food. "Here. Eat." The blonde blinked again when the tray was shoved under his nose, before he grinned up at the, now slightly blushing, Uchiha.

"Thanks Sasuke!" he said happily, before digging in.

"Hn." Sasuke honestly couldn't believe the dobe's idiocy—he was thanking him for something so simple as breakfast, when he had actually taken a fall for him the other night? Naruto really was a moron… but a cute and fuckable one nonetheless—so that really made up for it.

"Say, Sasuke?" Naruto asked between bites. "Are you alright? I mean, I don't remember a lot from last night, my head kinda hurts," he continued sheepishly, rubbing the back of his head. Sasuke let out an irritated sigh as he stood up.

"Idiot, worry about yourself," he said simply, before he grinned.

Operation Seduce-The-Dobe-And-Claim-Him-For-All-Eternity was about to begin.

"S—Sasuke?" Naruto flushed when he saw the Uchiha pull off his shirt slowly. Sasuke stretched his arms and stomach as far as he could while pulling his shirt over his head, oh so slowly, never once breaking eye contact with Naruto, who was unable to keep his eyes off of him. He smirked when he casually threw his shirt on the bed and started to fumble with the waistband of his shorts, very, very slowly sliding it off his hips and onto the floor. Naruto cursed the dark blue boxers Sasuke was wearing.

"See something you like?" Sasuke taunted, smirking when Naruto tore his gaze away from him and blushed fiercely.

"B—bastard!" he exclaimed. "Don't flatter yourself! And what are you doing anyway? Stripping in front of me!" he demanded. Sasuke shrugged.

"This is my room, dobe, and I want to take a shower," he casually said, before his hands wandered over to his boxers. Naruto gulped and panicked—he didn't want Sasuke to see him staring at him like some lovesick and horny fangirl! He needed to get out of there.

The Uchiha let out a string of softly muttered curses when Naruto hastily fled from the room.