Thank you everyone for the nice reviews. They really encourage me. I hope you all enjoy the rest of the story.

To Vongola Maelstrom:

Thank you. I tried really hard to mix funny with cute. This is my first time writing something like this that is supposed to be funny but still romantic.

To Gigi and moopad:

Thank you both for your compliments. They are so nice. I have to say, the first two gifts are perhaps the most … tame of all the presents … hehe

To Still Not Dead Yet:

I know the first chapter was way crazy, but I think it set the right mood. Whatever weirdness you were feeling from the first chapter was supposed to make you feel like how Sasuke felt before she let Naruto explain. I'm glad I was able to turn it around and I hope that you can feel how Naruto is able to turn his crazy antics into romantic acts for Sasuke.

To ChosenMibhar:

I love how Naruto turned out in this story. A lot of times I will just start writing and the characters will take on a life of their own based on the guidelines of their actual "Naruto" (the show) personalities. I always intended for Naruto to be a mix of funny and sweet like I think he is in the anime, but I really like the way it developed. This is one of the reasons I love Narusasu so much. I think the dynamic between their personalities just allows for such a great relationship.

I hope everyone is having a great December whether you are at work, in school, on vacation, or celebrating whatever holiday you believe in!

Three French Hens

~*G*O*L*D*E*N*~

"He is so dead!" Sasuke shouted when she reached her apartment after picking up the turtles from Naruto.

Hanging from the doorknob to her apartment were tree different sexy maid costumes and lying against the door were three dusters with a note stuck above them that read: "made from hen feathers" and under that "P.S. I bet you would look sexy as a French maid."

Sasuke ripped the note off the door. She would burn him alive if any of her neighbors had seen this.

Her face was so warm and red … because of her anger of course.

She pulled her keys out of her pocket and desperately tried to get the key into the lock. She was so flustered that she kept missing the lock. "I bet your laughing your ass off right now, Naruto," she huffed as she finally got the door open.

When she had arrived at the café earlier to pick up her turtles, she thought Naruto had been acting strangely. Now, she knew why.

Suddenly, she froze. He better not have been picturing her wearing those costumes when she was with him a minute ago. No wonder he could not seem to look her in the eye. That pervert.

And, she had just decided to give this 12 days of Christmas thing he was doing a chance. It was so much like Naruto to ruin it right away.

She threw her keys onto the desk by the entrance and ripped the outfits off the doorknob. Angrily, she kicked the feather dusters into the hallway and slammed the door shut. Because of her aggressive movements, the turtle cage banged against the wall of her hallway.

The sound seemed to snap Sasuke out of her rage. "Sorry, guys," she said exasperated. "It's not your fault Naruto is a complete pervert. That guy spends too much time with Jiraiya."

Jiraiya was the owner of the café and the one who had taken Naruto in when he had ran away from the orphanage. Naruto never spoke much about why he left the orphanage other to say it was not really suited for older children.

He had been living on the streets for a month and a half desperately looking for any kind of job, but the longer he spent on the streets, the worse he looked and the harder it was for him to appear respectable to potential employers.

One day, he had walked into the café with a few dollars he had received from some charitable strangers. It was early and he just wanted to get a small cup of cheap coffee before pounding the pavement.

When he went up to the counter to order, Jiriya had been sitting back and reading one of his crude books. Naruto had gotten tried to get his attention, but Jiraiya was absorbed in his "novel."

Naruto finally yelled at Jiraiya, who in turn told him to buzz off because he was in the middle of something very important. "Just get me some coffee!" Naruto had yelled. "Then you can go back to your porn."

Jiraiya had been so shocked that Naruto did not seem to mind him reading porn in the restaurant that he actually put down his book and examined Naruto. "What's with the ratty clothes, kid? Shouldn't you be in school?"

Once Naruto had reluctantly told Jiraiya his story, Jiraiya had hired him on the spot and treated him like his son. That was six years ago and Naruto had now practically taken over all aspects of the business, which Sasuke was thankful for. If she had seen a man reading porn while she was trying to get coffee, she would probably have killed him and then she would be expelled from school.

Jiraiya had a big heart, but spent way too much time on his side business writing pornographic comics. Sasuke had no doubt that one of the reasons he had let Naruto control the café as co-owner was so he could spend more time on his … research.

Sasuke would not be surprised if Jiraiya had "helped" Naruto with his plan judging by the types of gifts she was receiving.

Sighing softly, she carefully walked into her bedroom and placed the turtles gently on her desk, but the new terrarium did not fit very well on the desk. That made Sasuke smiled because she remembered just how surprised she had been when she had shown up to the café and seen the turtles.

They were in a fancy new terrarium complete with running water, decorations, food dishes, and lights. Next to the turtles was a large paper bag full of food of all kinds and some books on turtle care.

True to his word, Naruto had gotten everything she could possible need to care for the turtles and had even taken the time to learn it so that he could teach her when she came to pick them up.

It had actually been really enjoyable to discuss turtle care with Naruto. Naruto had been overjoyed to hear the names of the turtles and thankfully he had found out that Naruto Jr. was a guy. However, it turned out that Sasuke Jr. was a guy as well, which had Naruto laughing so hard he fell out of his chair.

"I guess I'll have to arrange the desk to fit you guys," Sasuke told the turtles. She placed the turtles on her bed momentarily and started arranging her desk. She had to move all of her books off of the desk, but she was not too upset about that. After all, in a few days, she would not need these books anymore. Next semester, she would have to find another place for her books, but she would not worry about that now.

Right now, she would worry about any damage control she would have to do because of Naruto's presents. It was only just barely 5pm and hopefully all of her businessmen neighbors were still at work. But, how could she find out for sure? Maybe she could pretend to need to borrow something, like sugar for her coffee, to see if anyone was home yet.

It was not the most original idea, but it would probably work. As she walked towards the front door, she scowled as she spotted the reason for her current mission. As she picked up her keys from the table, she kicked the outfits spitefully.

After about a half an hour of knocking on doors that, thankfully, no one answered, Sasuke returned to her apartment relieved. This time when she opened her door, she looked calmly at the outfits. She gathered them all in her arms, went into her room, and sat on her bed. She noticed a small envelope attached to one of the costumes.

To my beautiful true love,

On the third day of Christmas,

My true love gave to me

Three French hens

'Beautiful?' Sasuke thought. As she continued to examine each outfit, she realized they were not as raunchy as she had initially thought. One of them was actually quite nice and respectable. It was made of black velvet and had a delicate white silk apron embroidered with a black "R" in the corner.

Maybe it would not be so horrible to wear this for Naruto.

She did not blush at that thought. Absolutely not! She had just forgotten to take off her jacket and had become overheated.

Even in her denial, she decided to keep the costumes instead of throwing them out. She hung them carefully in the closet. She stared at them for a while. All these gifts were making her think strange things about Naruto.

Why was Naruto doing this for her? Why did she react so calmly? If anyone else had pulled these stunts with her, she would have them in the emergency room at the very least.

She had thought she would be content in just letting Naruto do what he wanted without asking why, but now she really wanted to know.

"P.S. I bet you would look sexy as a French maid."

That one line was repeating over and over in her head. Was he just teasing her or did he really mean it?

Did …. Did Naruto like her?

She groaned. She did not have time to think about this right now. Tomorrow, there were TWO finals that she needed to study for. As an Uchiha, she was a master of hiding away her emotions, so she put all of her confusion and embarrassment and curiosity to the back of her mind and spent the rest of the night caring for the turtles and studying.

The next morning she was up bright and early. A girl did not become a top student without being able to wake herself up quickly when needed.

This morning, she decided not to go to the café. Seeing Naruto right now would just distract her from finishing her finals. Having two finals in one day was a very stressful situation and Naruto always had a way of creating stressful chaos in her life.

The finals went smoothly. It had certainly worn her out, but she was sure she had aced them. As she was walking towards her apartment, she debated stopping by the café before heading home.

Her mind continued to circle between going or not. Before she could decide, she had reached her street and needed to either go straight down the sidewalk to the café or cross the street to her apartment.

Finally, she hit the button to the crosswalk sign and waited to cross. When the signal had not changed after 30 seconds or so, she changed her mind and headed into the café.

Unfortunately, it was after 6 in the evening and there were a lot of people in the café at the moment. Naruto spotted her coming in, but then immediately had to go deal with another customer. Sasuke sat in a booth near the back of the store and waited. Thankfully, she had brought her books for her final tomorrow with her to campus to study between her two finals. She pulled them out of her backpack and started reading quietly.

As a true nerd, Sasuke did not notice the hours that passed as she studied and was surprised when Naruto came over and sat down in front of her. "What are you doing? Don't you have work to do?"

Naruto chuckled. "The café closed fifteen minutes ago and you didn't even notice. Then again, you always have unbreakable focus when you are studying."

"Thank you," Sasuke said awkwardly. She was not sure that was a situation where she needed to thank him, but it felt sort of like a compliment because of the soft way he had said it.

They sat quietly staring at each other for a few minutes.

"Hey, Naruto?" Sasuke asked cautiously.

"Yup?" Naruto replied.

"Um … why are you doing all this, the Christmas gifts?" she asked quietly.

Naruto was silent.

"You better go home and get the next gift before the batteries run out," Naruto said instead of a real answer. He walked into the back of the café and went upstairs to his apartment.

Sasuke was annoyed, but decided she might as well go home. Naruto would tell her when he was ready.

Naruto watched Sasuke leave the café from his window. "Sorry," he said to her retreating form. "I want you to fall for me a little more before I tell you that I love you."

~*A*N*G*E*L*~