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"Important encounters are planned by the souls long before the bodies see each other"

-Paulo Coelho

NARUTO'S POV

ITACHI?!

Wha? What's he doing here? What's happening? He- what? "Dobe you're blocking the way." I frowned. This is not Itachi. Itachi is not a bastard (although he is a bit of a bastard for cheating on me.)

I ignored the insult since it is my fault. I stepped to the side a bit to allow him to pass. He's looking at the red roses I was checking earlier. Looking closely, you can see clearly that he is not Itachi. In fact, they look nothing alike. Yeah they have the same features and they do resemble each other a bit but there's still a big difference.

First, their bodies. Itachi is taller but that's understandable. I suspect this guy and I are the same age. That means Itachi is three years older than us. Although Itachi is taller, he has a leaner body. This guy's shoulders are broader too. I'm pretty sure he will be taller than Itachi after a few years.

Second, Itachi's hair is jet black while this guy here is blue-black. Also, Itachi's hair is long and smooth and is always tied in a ponytail in public. But this guy has this unusual hair that is shaped like a …pffft hahahahahaha. The hell kinda hair is that? It looks like a duck's (Minions Voice) "Bottom.". Hahahaha Duckbutt.

Proceeding. His skin is pale. Itachi's is pale too but not like his. Itachi's skin is pale but you can tell that he still gets a healthy dose of sunshine while this man here looks like he hasn't seen the sun in 5 years. Also, Itachi has these distinct lines in his face from his eyes to his cheeks. Sasuke on have smooth skin. Smooth as a baby's bottom. Duckbutt. hahahaha

Next are his eyes. They have similar eyes. Similar but not totally identical. Itachi's were bright, full of compassion and love but Sasuke's is dull and empty. But I'm not sure since Itachi's eyes that were full of love turned out fake.

I can't say much about their noses since they're practically the same. Moving on. Itachi's were thicker and redder while his is a bit thinner and pinker. His lips were turned slightly into a frown while Itachis's often wear a small smile. Seriously, how can someone's neutral expression be a frown? Oh look he's smirking. Wait, what? Oh no. My danger senses are tingling. Why is he smirking?!

"Why don't you take a picture? It'll last longer." My face started to heat up. I'm pretty sure I look like a clown's nose right now. He turned to look at me and his smirk grew bigger. His dull eyes gleamed with something I can only call amusement. I want to punch that beautifully smug face. I was supposed to do just that but he began to speak.

"Or maybe you want something more?" He licked his lips then slowly bit it. I gulped, and if possible, blushed even more. I couldn't help but stare at his lips a bit. It looked so appetizing. What the hell am I thinking?!

I heard a deep chuckle and woke up from whatever spell I was in. My face became redder, both from embarrassment and from anger. I scowled and glared at him. He was making fun of me! "Teme"

His smirk faded, and suddenly, he was glaring at me. I stood there unfazed and glared at him even more. He seems a bit surprised that I didn't cower at his terrifying glare. Hah! I've seen a glare more terrifying that that one a couple of times already. That won't deter me. Now it's my turn to smirk.

He glared even more then slowly smirked again. Bipolar. "So dobe, why were you staring at me as if I was a piece of juicy meat?" That's because you are a piece of juicy meat. And with that, I'm blushing again. Jeez. What's up with the mood-swings? "Don't call me dobe, teme!"

"So you WERE staring at me?" What? I blushed harder. A bit more and I think it'll be permanent. "Wha-what a-are you talk talking about teme?" I averted my eyes, stared at the floor and whispered loudly "I wasn't staring at you."

"Oh you weren't? What were you doing then?"

"Stop assuming things Teme! I- I was just. Just uhhm, uhhm- Urgh! Never mind what I was doing! What matters is that I wasn't staring at you!"

"Oh right. You weren't staring at me. You were staring at my LIPS." He took a step closer but I held my ground. I fought to stop an incoming blush because I don't want to explode or worse, look like a freaking clown's nose. But I'm pretty sure I'm failing the latter. "You look like a tomato," How cliché. "I love tomatoes. Ew.

"Do you want to kiss me dobe?" Yes. No! "No-no teme. Why would I?" He took another step forward and leaned forward so his face would be on the same level as mine since he's taller than me. With that, the space between us became almost non-existent. Before that almost non-existent space completely vanish, I took a step back.

Bad move. I didn't notice that I-what's her name again? I'll just call her flower girl. Flower girl is behind me so I bounced back and the sudden force finally removed the 'space'. Before I knew it, my lips were on his.

My eyes widened to the size of a clown's nose. His eyes widened only a bit. I felt his lips twitch and is now in what I assume is a smirk. I saw him close his eyes and tightened his hold on my waist that I didn't know was there before. He started to move his lips against mine. I struggled for a bit but he's impossibly strong AND he nibbled on my lips. I relaxed in his embrace and closed my eyes. He licked my lips and I opened my mouth without complaint.

I love his taste, sweet, spicy, cool and manly. How can someone taste cold and manly? I raised my arms, clung to his neck, buried my hands in his hair and pulled him closer to me. He pushed his tongue in my mouth then pulled away. Wait, what?

I gripped him tighter and tried to pull him closer. Keyword, tried. "Wha- why did you stop teme?"

He took a couple of steps back, out of my personal face. His smirk widened. "I'm sorry dobe. You did say that you did NOT want to kiss me so I stopped. But now you seem to want more. Did you enjoy my kiss dobe?" YES!

"No. Of-of course not." I averted my gaze somewhere else. I'm really not a good liar. "Why would you think that?"

"No reason." *smirk* "It really was an accident. Was that your first kiss?"

I frowned. Why would he assume that? Am I a bad kisser? That can't be right. I am a bit proud of my kissing abilities and, other, mouth techniques. ◔ ⌣ ◔ Furthermore, (I sound smart (͡ ͡° ͜ つ ͡͡°)) I have other 'experiences' that makes even the most passionate of kisses innocent; courtesy of Itachi.

I looked him in the eye and honestly answered, "No."

His expression changed suddenly. That smug look on his face turned into a bitter scowl. His glare made me shiver a bit and if I'm not mistaken, I think I heard an animalistic growl. Did his eyes also turn red? That's not possible. In a blink of an eye, he's suddenly in front of me.

The angry expression on his face is gone, replaced by nothing. His face is devoid of emotion, the glint in his eyes vanished. "Really?" The coldness in his face and voice made me shiver. That made him smirk a bit but it didn't ease me. I was speechless. This is their biggest difference. Itachi is full of warmth. Sasuke is cold. He reminds me of something.

"You're impossibly fast. And strong. Your skin is pale white and ice cold. Your eyes change color."

"... I know what you are"

"Say it. Out loud."

"Frosty the abominable snowman"

(I'm sorry. I saw this meme and I just can't help myself)

That funny thought lessened my fear and I was finally able to relax. He seemed to notice that and his glaring intensified. (LOL) I tensed again and he grinned. It was no longer a smirk. It was a devilish grin.

He gripped my chin "Tell me dobe. Do you have more experiences than a kiss? Are you telling me you're no longer a virgin?" I nodded. I didn't think there's any reason to deny. His grip tightened so much that it hurts. The pain woke me up and I finally pushed him away. "Ouch teme! What the hell is your problem? YES, That wasn't my first kiss! YES, I'm experienced in sexual activities! And YES, I'm no longer a virgin! What's it to you?!

"Hn."

What?! WHAT?! WHAAAAAAAT?! "What the chocolate fudge?! You-you BASTARD!" What the hell is his problem. After all those tricks he pulled, all he replies with is 'hn'?! "That's not even a word! How many times have I told you that?"

"What are you talking about? This is the first time we meet."

"What do you mean this is the first time we mee-" Oh. He's not Itachi. I forgot. I calmed down after that realization. He really reminds me of Itachi. I guess that's understandable. They are pretty similar after all.

"Sorry. My mistake. Let me ask again. What is your problem?"

"Nothing. I'm just surprised someone was actually patient enough to tolerate you." My anger came back a hundred-fold.

"What's that supposed to mean?!"

"It means dobe that you don't know how to kiss so I don't expect you to be any better in other, more intense activities."

"What?! I'll show you!" With that, I reached for his head and pulled him towards me. I crashed our lips together and immediately started to kiss him roughly. I raised my other hand and joined it with the one in his head. I pulled him closer and tilted my head in an attempt to be closer to him. I felt him smirk so I pushed myself closer to him, if possible, and pushed my tongue into his mouth. He circled my waist, pulled my body closer and opened his mouth. I roamed his mouth with my tongue, studied it, memorized it. My tongue touched his and coaxed him into dancing with mine.

Hs grip on my waist suddenly tightened and he leaned closer to me so I was leaning back. His tongue suddenly forced mine out of his mouth and into mine. His tongue roamed my mouth, did with it the way I did with his but more intense, more dominant. I tried to takeback my control but failed miserably.

Soon I found our tongues dance fighting. Our mouths locked in a sloppy kiss. Saliva began dripping on the corners of my mouth. After a few more moments, I felt tears trickle my eyes due to the lack of oxygen. I pushed him a bit to signal my need for air. He pulled away but our mouths are still connected by a string of saliva.

I gripped his shirt and leaned into his chest. Here I am panting a bit and he's just standing there breathing normally. He pushed my away a bit and leaned his forehead into mine. I gained my breath and spoke, "I showed you teme."

"Hn." He licked the saliva that dripped down my mouth and gave me a chaste kiss. He let me go and looked behind me. Thank goodness, he's not looking at my flushed face. I too looked behind me and there I saw flower girl having a nosebleed while staring at us with wide eyes. I waved my hand in her face.

She finally waked up from her stupor. "He-here Sasuke-kun, your bouquet. I made it just the way you like it."

I saw the bouquet and it was beautiful. But what really caught my attention is the single red rose in the middle of the bouquet. What does that mean? I was supposed to ask, when Sasuke spoke. "Dobe," I glared at him but he ignored me "just so you know, you did NOT show me. You had control in the beginning but I got bored so I took it. It was all me."

He walked away after saying that, leaving me with a mouth wide open. Just before he step out of the door, I yelled.

"Urgh! You bastard! You're a demon!"

*smirk* "That must be why hell is so hot" And with that, he left.

"TEMEEEEEEEE!"

SASUKE'S POV

He's cute, interesting and extremely fuckable! I would never admit it aloud but he has good technique. It just proves that he has a lot of experience. I scowled at that thought. I don't really understand, but the thought of him being with somebody else makes me want to tear people to shreds.

I erased that thought with his image after our kiss. I could feel my pants tightening. A smirk showed on my face, and with it, a bright idea.

He will be mine and I will carve my presence deep into his very being that he would forget all of his past 'experiences' and only remember me.

He WILL be MINE! I'll make sure of it.

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I DO NOT OWN NARUTO