I do not own Naruto or anything of it.
I just enjoy writing about the characters and the fantasies in my head.
Disclaimer: see note at end puhleeeeease.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"
That scream resonated throughout the entire home as Sasuke scrambled backwards into the cold tile of the shower.
"Who a-are you? W-what are you d-doing in m-my home!" He exclaimed in question as he struggled to scurry away, forgetting the edge of the tub being two feet high and falling, once again that day, against the cold marble floor.
He fell right onto his face; however, the floor seemed soft and warm.
It was moving as well, steadily as a heartbeat penetrated through his eardrums.
Beat.
Beat.
Beat.
He slowly lifted his head and stared into clearly amused cerulean orbs as he scrambled up and away from the stranger. He shivered at the cold air attacking his thin, girlish frame as an idea struck him like a bucket of ice cold water.
He was practically nude, clad only in his boxers and soaking wet.
At that very moment, the tall gentlemen slowly stood up and crossed his tan muscular arms across his broad lean chest. His face contorted into a thoughtful position as he let his gaze rake Sasuke up and down his body. To Sasu, it felt as though soft fingers were touching everywhere those heated eyes would land. He shivered involuntarily as blue orbs darkened in color.
Snapping out of a trance like state, he bolted for the bedroom; shoving the other roughly aside as he scrambled for clothing. He grabbed an oversized black shirt and deep blue pajama pants that were so loose they slung off his hips, daringly revealing pale hips.
He frantically searched for his cellphone as he ransacked his peach colored satchel and once he found it, he called the only number on it.
His father.
Ring after helpless ring, he waited impatiently until a click was heard and a deep silk like voice found its way through the receiver.
"To what do I owe this unplanned but equally as welcoming call, Sasu." His father whispered heavily as Sasuke once again found himself shivering as he placed a hand over his racing heart.
"F-father, who is i-in m-my home…?" he stuttered hesitantly as a deep chuckle danced through his ear drums.
"My, my, my Sasu darling, I thought you would adore company so I hired a butler for you, to watch you at all times and to be a friend." He replied smoothly as an ensuing silence encompassed the two.
Sasuke heard footsteps behind him as the "butler" sat directly before him, pulling his legs against his chest and resting his head on his arms that he placed above his knees. He clothed himself in seemingly butler attire.
Pressed black dress pants, topped with a loosely buttoned iridescent white collared shirt and black vest that mirrored the blackness of his pants. His hair fell in short riveting cascades across his shoulders as it bounced through wind blown by the fans placed directly above him.
The "butler" was silent; he just sat there staring at Sasuke.
Constantly staring, allowing an odd but comfortable silence to occur between the two of them mirroring the current one between him and his father.
A soft grunt startled Sasuke from his blunt staring at the other as his father's voice echoed through him, through his heart.
"This gentleman before you shall always be with you and shall always accompany you. You must not leave without him knowing where exactly it is you are going and who you are with. Or else…" his warning did not fall on deaf ears as Sasuke's already pale skin seemed to dim transparently and beads of sweat formed on his forehead ghosting along worry lines swept across his face.
"Yes father." He replied softly as he let his eyes flutter close, trying to calm his over bearing heart.
A few moments later, he found himself with no one else on the other line, besides a forever haunting beeping noise. His father had hung up; leaving him alone with no more answers than what he had begun with.
He dropped his phone to the soft carpet floor as he lay back alongside it.
He didn't know how to handle the situation.
He hadn't had to talk to anyone who wasn't his father or mother before.
He was lacking in not only communication skills but human skills in general.
He had an upstanding wall separating him from others and he wasn't about to let it down for a barbaric, although beautiful, lad.
He sat up slightly, leaning back on his elbows as his face took on a cold reserve.
"Although you are my butler, that doesn't mean I have to like you. The only places I go to are school, the library, then I quickly come home." His voice was curt and professional; as though he was a machine.
He didn't need anyone.
He had himself and that was all that mattered to him.
Naruto chuckled heavily as he stood up abruptly, walking over to Sasuke.
Sasuke didn't move, he didn't make a sound as Naruto stood above him.
"I don't care for you as much as you don't care for me. I'm only here to be a butler, to serve you to however way you may see fit, young master." He teased as he walked before the other, pacing back and forth.
"You are so not cute little one, so don't worry, I won't do anything that would cause you discomfort or fear. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going back to my room." He finished hurriedly as he bowed curtly and walked away, in smooth long strides.
Sasuke couldn't understand how anyone could make even walking so beautiful, even from behind. He'd met and seen many god-like creatures in his day. Hell, even his father was someone who startled most with his profound beauty.
But Naruto was different.
Totally different.
He was struck from his thoughts as the ever present aroma of ramen flooded his senses, his mouth watered involuntarily. He walked towards the kitchen as he found the food already present on the table in a gourmet fashion. A note card that spelled his name out was placed directly before the food; he lifted the note card as he read what was written in neat scrawl within it.
Dearest little imp,
I hope you enjoy the food I've prepared for you. For my first day as your butler, I feel as though I should prepare my favorite dish for you. If you'd like to thank me when you're through eating, just visit me in my room young master.
If you wouldn't mind.
Naruto Uzamaki
Sasuke stared at the note in utter disbelief.
Did Naruto really expect him to waltz his way over to thank him for this supposed "meal" displayed for him? It's obvious the tanned idiot simply made the ramen from a pack, not scratch. What would be the point in thanking him for something he could do on his own without him.
He busied himself with those thoughts as he pulled out a chair and sat before the food.
He sniffed it.
He stared at it.
He poked it.
He shrugged his shoulders and took a bite then a long sip of the soup.
He dropped his fork in surprise for the food was amazing, superb, outstanding and simply phenomenal. He couldn't believe that lame brained molester could even conger up such a master piece of food. He scarfed down every last bite hurriedly as he found himself before his butler's bedroom a few minutes later.
Biting down his pride, he knocked on the door softly. He heard no reply as he slowly turned the door knob and stared in complete blank oblivion at the scene before him.
Some sort of heat, spurred by the scene before him, coiled up in his stomach as his legs began to shake.
He bit into his lips to suppress a groan from passing through and revealing his feelings. However, he found himself watering at the mouth once before.
"Mmmmm, enjoying the show?" a lazily pleasured drawl came from succulently bruised plump lips as Sasuke's feet couldn't support himself and he slid to the floor.
This could not be happening.
I'M SOOOOO SORRY ALL.
To all those who put this story on alert, THANKYOU.
And I'm sorry that I didn't post this two days ago, I was so tired and worn out from having to drive people everywhere.
(Christmas present was a CAR)
So I wasn't able to write anything, but I hope this chapter helps even a bit and I'll try to post the next one later on today or tomorrow morning. Thank you for reading, and thank you to those who have reviewed. It means a lot and remember constructive criticism is always welcomed so please REVIEW.
Thank you.
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