Chapter three

Sasuke-pervert? The dark-haired boy mused, lounging quietly in his room as the sun prepared to reach mid-day. He mused, because the blond had no imagination. Sasuke himself could have come up with something much, much better. He preformed his musings quietly, simply because at around this time, most of the villagers were supposed to be sleeping. Including him.

Oh, and he would extract his revenge on the blond with no doubt. It wasn't everyday that someone had the guts, or skills, to punch the Uchiha in the cheek. Actually, Sasuke thought, this was the first time it had ever happened. Next time, he would pay more attention...

Yet, the golden-haired youth was so... tantalizing. It was hardly Naruto's fault when the blond began his shirtless stretches, knowingly tempting the Uchiha to his limits. And of course, there was the kiss... The first time the shy blond had ever initiated the... 'romantic' behavior between the two of them. Perhaps the youth was becoming accustomed to it? The Uchiha hoped so.

Sasuke itched to be able to touch the fiery dobe. Correction, his fiery dobe. The blond had so much raw energy within him, it was as if the surface of his skin was a scolding iron. Burning deep, leaving a mark wherever it went. Oh, how Sasuke warmed up instantly at the thought of the boy. It was irritating, and yet intriguing at the same time.

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Sasuke-pervert? Genius! Naruto chuckled to himself as he kicked back and enjoyed the morning. There was nothing in the world that would have made him feel better than that one moment. He had finally nailed the Uchiha in the face, surprising the boy senseless enough where the blond couldn't help but keel over in a fit of laughter. Which had ultimately ended their supposed 'duel' on a count for one shocked—and slightly horny—Uchiha, and one breathless—and slightly less horny, yet horny nonetheless—blond.

Oh, how Naruto had enjoyed that moment. However, he wouldn't admit to himself that he was happy for more reason than the punch in the face. Yeah, Naruto was hopelessly and utterly clueless. He simply hasn't yet come to understand the complexity that is... well... you know.

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"Sasuke!" Naruto cried in shock as the dark-haired male in question daringly grabbed his backside.

"What?" The Uchiha asked innocently, shrugging as he came up beside the blond. "I can't help it."

"Yeah, you can." Naruto growled, glancing around the open field in the chance that someone had seen them. "Especially in public." He added as an afterthought.

"If you hadn't noticed, dobe, we aren't exactly in public view." He indicated the vacant pasture surrounding them. "We are very much alone."

Naruto felt a swift chill creep up his back. Alone? He tried to reason with himself. In all the time that they had known each other, they had never been anything but alone. So why was it making him nervous now?

Maybe it was because of the Uchiha's extremely obvious advances? Naruto thought as he felt another slow brush against his behind. The blond turned to glare daggers at the offending hand's owner, who simply turned away in reply, irritating smirk and all.

"Would you quit that?" Naruto asked impatiently, freezing in mid-motion.

The two of them had decided to take a walk together around a nearby lake, and since the beginning, Naruto couldn't help but get the feeling that he was being watched. By the Uchiha. The entire time.

"Quit what?"

"Ugh!" Naruto was seriously becoming aggravated now.

He turned to face the Uchiha.

"What's your problem today, huh teme?" The blond steamed, balling his hands into fists. "Why can't you just act normal?"

Sasuke paused beside him, eyes slightly wider than usual. "Normal? What am I doing wrong?" He inquired, smirk reappearing.

"Stop touching my ass, for one." The blond started, numbering off his list. "Second, you can quit staring at me so much. It's annoying as hell."

"When did hell suddenly become annoying? Hot, yes. And maybe a bit 'hellish', but never annoying." Sasuke lectured as he continued round the body of water.

Naruto quickly followed after him. "It's a freaking figure of speech, moron."

Sasuke glanced behind his shoulder to address the blond. "So, are you boxers, or briefs?" He asked abruptly, causing Naruto to choke on his own spit. Which is rather pathetic. "I've been trying to figure it out, but I can't seem to lay a finger on it. My guess is whighty-tighties."

"I don't wear fuckin' whighty-tighties, asshole!"

"So it's boxers, than?" Sasuke continued as if it were a perfectly normal conversation.

"Why the hell do you care about what kind of underwear I use?" Naruto fumed, then added, "And yes, I do wear boxers. Not that it's your damn business or anything..."

"What kind?"

Naruto brushed aside the question. Why the hell were they discussing his underwear? It was a stupid conversation, and one Naruto could easily ignore...

"Can I see?"

Naruto almost—almost—choked on his spit again.

"No! Why the hell would you want me to show off my underwear?" He demanded.

Sasuke paused in front of him, turning to face the blond again. "Obviously because I want to see them. Otherwise I wouldn't be asking, dobe."

Naruto stormed past him, hands gripping tightly to the sides of his pants. "You're such a freaking pervert, Sasuke!"

The dark-haired pervert in question simply chuckled as he trailed behind the steaming youth.

Finally! Naruto could relax. It seemed as if the Uchiha had given up his quest—yes, quest—to see his precious undergarments. Sasuke would probably be jealous of them, anyways.

"Bet they're pink."

That was it.

Naruto pounced, grinding his teeth together as he aimed for Sasuke's body. Idiot. Why the hell was he such an irritating bastard?

The Uchiha wrapped his arms around Naruto as they both went crashing towards the ground, securing the blond's captivity.

Once Naruto realized that he had fallen into a trap, he tried desperately to free himself. Sasuke simply chuckled at his determination.

"Is my touch really that disgusting?" Sasuke asked as he caught the blond's eyes with his own obsidian orbs.

A fine tint of pink graced Naruto's face as he turned away from his captor. "They're orange, got it?"

"Orange?"

The Uchiha's grip faltered, and Naruto broke himself out of the lock.

"Yeah,"

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"Can I see them?"

Smack.