Destiny's Game Small World

by Fujoshi123

Uzumaki Naruto, the new kid in town who's determined to move on and forget about his oh-so perfect ex who he still believes is a Greek God. Unfortunately, he meets the handsome devil- incarnate of his oh-so-perfect-ex who is hell-bent on getting into his pants. Enter Uchiha Sasuke; the handsome devil-incarnate of the seemingly Greek God ex who coincidentally, is his dearest niisan

4. Chapter 4

WARNING!

SMUT AHEAD

NARUTO'S POV

"It-ahh-chi more. I can't help but moan wantonly. I feel so good, so loved.

"Naru" I forced my eye open and looked into my lover's eyes. I gasped. The passion, the love and the happiness in his eyes became my undoing. I came with a shout of his name (It rhymed). With a few more thrusts, he came inside me. He collapsed on top of me and held me tighter.

We both lie in the bed, panting, trying to steady our breaths. Recovered, he raised his head and looked me straight in the eye. There it is again; the dark eyes that I loved so much. I saw overwhelming emotions in those eyes. I was happy, so happy that those emotions were all directed to me. "I love you Tachi"

His eyes softened yet the gleam in them intensified. The overwhelming emotions in them increased, and if I wasn't already lying down, I would've collapsed. "I love you more Naru."

(SMUT END)

I opened my eyes slowly and saw that my vision was a blurry, why? I blinked a few times and it cleared. Tears? Am I crying? I raised my hand and touched my cheeks. It's wet. I was crying, because of that dream (more like a memory). But why was I crying? Is it tears of joy?

I thought about that dream again. My heart clenched. It hurts, I was crying again. I was crying because it hurts, because it was a happy memory, a happy memory that will never happen again. I sat up because it was getting harder to breathe. I leaned into the wall, pulled my knees closer and sobbed into them. I cried harder at the realization that it wasn't a happy memory, not really. All the happiness had been a lie. All the happiness, the passion, the love, EVERYTHING, was a lie.

I cried, and cried, and cried until I had nothing left. No tears, no feelings. Nothing. I could no longer feel the pain. I was numb, for now.

I finally got off my bed and decided to make my day productive. I can't use a whole day crying over the past. And even if I wanted to, no more tears will come out.

First, I need to take a shower because unfortunately, my boxers are spoiled. Jeez Tachi, even without you being here, you still make me leak all kinds of liquid from my body. I went to my bathroom, stripped and entered the shower. I no longer need to take a cold shower since my hardness vanished along with my tears. I did all the things people usually do in the shower. I thoroughly scrubbed my body to rid me of the yesterday's grime. I wasn't able to shower last night since my encounter with that bastard Sasuke was really taxing. By the time I reached home, I went straight to my room, stripped and collapsed on the bed.

Yesterday was such a long day, it took two chapters and that wasn't even the entirety of it since a certain bastard took my spotlight and decided to tell the story in his point of view. Jeez. As if anyone cares what he thinks.

The thought of the bastard brought a newly sprouted erection. It's not my fault he's so hot, and a marvelous kissed. I sighed. I guess I have to manually remove this one. I wrapped a hand around my erection and stroked, and stoked, and stroked but alas, I can't cum. The bastard (not the bastard-bastard but the-one-I-love-bastard) made me so used to penetration that I can't even be satisfied with jerking off. Tsk. Looks like a cold shower is the only way. I can't just pull someone and let them fuck me just so I could satisfy my carnal needs. I'm not a slut. And I have high standards (even if those standards don't fit me). Proof of my high standards is Itachi.

After showering and putting clothes on, I went downstairs to have breakfast. I was planning to cook ramen but I was hungry and I wanted rice. I put the rice in the rice cooker to cook it and to keep it warm after cooking since I'm the only one here and that rice will be until tonight. I cooked scrambled eggs, ham and of course, ramen! I can never eat without ramen. That will be like an insult to the gods. I brewed coffee too to keep me awake. I finished cooking and preparing the table just in time for the rice to finish cooking. After I finished eating, I washed the dishes and cleaned the table.

I heard the doorbell ring. I went to open the door and saw I-what's her name again? I forgot her name, again! Miss flower girl is at the door staring at me with a creepy grin and a slightly bloody nose. "Shit-ake mushrooms! Are you okay?" I grabbed the tissue, which conveniently, was at the table beside the door. I gripped her face gently and tilted her head slightly upwards so I can see better since she was shorter than me. I dabbed the tissue on the blood to remove it.

She seemed to have woken up from her stupor since she looked straight into my eyes hers filled with confusion. She repeatedly blinked her eyes as if she trying to comprehend the notion of me being right there in front of her. "Are you okay?" I asked again. Finally grasping the fact that I am indeed so closely in front of her, she slowly took a step back. Realizing that I might have caused her to become uncomfortable due to our closeness, I stepped back too.

She said in a low voice "don't touch me." She was looking frantically around as if trying to check whether someone saw us or if someone was watching us. Her face was flushed, from either anger or embarrassment or something else entirely, I didn't know. She was fidgeting a lot and was biting her lips, I would have said she was nervous but that glint in her eyes when she looked back at me said that she was excited and the way she bit her lips made me realize that she was trying hard to hold back a grin but was failing miserably. But why? Why is she excited?

"Your nose was bleeding so I wiped it. I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable." I finally replied after watching her for a while. Honestly, I'm the one starting to feel uncomfortable but I did not want to be rude. Why is she looking at me as if I am a celebrity and will perform a highly entertaining show in front of her?

"Oh you thought you made me uncomfortable? I don't really mind the closeness. In fact, I would have preferred for us to be even closer *wink* but the circumstances does not allow it." I ignored the flirting and tried to think of the 'circumstances' that she was talking about but nothing came to mind so I just asked her.

"I don't understand. What circumstances are you talking about?"

"Well you see, I don't really want to go against an Uchiha. I value my life you know." That did NOT clear anything at all. I looked at her with furrowed brows, more confused than ever. "What the black forest is an Uchiha?" (Naruto does not know Itachi's surname. The reason will be revealed later in the story)

"Black forest?" Now we both look confused. "I'm sorry but I cuss in food, mostly in sweets." I do. I almost said shit a while ago but redeemed myself at the last minute. "That's interesting, but why?"

"Well my foster mother-father…"

"Mother-father?"

"He's a man but he's more like a mother and also definitely the girl in his relationship with my father-father. Basically, they're gay and he's the uke."

"Oh"

"Yes. Now, mother-father always lecture me whenever I say bad words and I could no longer handle his nagging so I developed a new way of cussing without saying bad words and it now became a habit. Honestly, he seems more irritated now but technically, I'm not saying any bad words so he can't do anything about it. It's funny when he's annoyed." I said with a shrug and she seems amused. "You're surprisingly devious"

"That's why I'm often called a sly fox." I said with a somewhat proud grin. "Now tell me, what's an Uchiha?"

She suddenly laughed and I just watched her with a confused face and a pout. "You're so cute. Uchiha is not a thing silly. Uchiha is a surname. Sasuke-kun is an Uchiha and they're a very, very powerful clan. They're the most powerful clan here in Konoha and they rule almost every city in Japan. They're also very influential internationally. They're known worldwide not only because of their wealth but also because of their godlike attractiveness. How do you not know about them?" So that bastard is insanely rich huh? Why am I not surprised?

"So? I'm not obliged to know about anyone just because they're insanely rich (also maybe because of how focused I was on Itachi). Anyway, what does that bastard have to do with the 'circumstances' you're talking about?" I said with a frown. I can't help it. That bastard makes me irritated.

She raised an eyebrow and put a hand on her waist "I thought you don't say bad words?"

"That bastard is an exception. I can't really call him anything sweet right? That would be an insult to food. Besides, Iruka-sensei, my mother-father, is not here so it's fine."

"Hm. Anyway, just a piece of advice. Don't call him that, in his face or not in his face. Uchihas are very full of pride and they don't take insults nicely. Also, Sasuke-kun has a lot of fans ad they too won't take your insults towards him nicely and they are vicious, trust me, I know."

"Oh. Since you are not attacking me right now, can I assume that you're not one of his fans? Or is this some kind of plan to kill me silently in my house without anyone to see?" I unconsciously took a step back and made sure to put a slightly big distance between us, just enough to give me a head start if ever she does plan to murder me. Maybe that's why she was so excited and nervous. With that convincing theory, I took another step back.

I would be confident that I can outrun her especially because she is in killer heels (who wears those as a casual outfit?) but I am seriously clumsy so I can't be sure. I resisted the urge to run since I don't want to be rude and who knows, maybe she's here for an entirely different reason than killing me or other reasons which do not specifically have the idea of hurting me.

"Indeed I am" I took another step back and this time enough for me to not be hurt by the door if I slam it on her face to prevent her from entering the house. "But," But? But is good right? "But now, I'm forming a new fan club." Oh. Does that mean she's no longer a bastard-fanatic? That thought relieved me a bit but the wide grin and the excited expression on her face stopped me from celebrating my survival. I had a feeling I did not want to know what kind of fan club she's trying to develop so I ignored it and swerved right back into our discussion earlier. "Back to my question. What does that basta-*cough*, what does 'Sasuke-kun' have to do with the 'circumstances' you're talking about?"

"Oh. Uchihas are very possessive, especially Sasuke-kun. And if insulting them can kill you, then taking their possessions send you straight to hell." I looked at her, asking her to elaborate further. She seemed to not understand the look I was giving her so I spoke.

"Okay. So Uchihas are possessive, so what?" The amount of expressions that crossed her face would have been amusing if not for the fact that it confused me more. She looked at me with wide eyes, as if she was surprised that I did not get her point. She looked at me exasperated. Then she rolled her eyes "So? *scoff* Uchihas are possessive so naturally, they don't like anyone touching what's theirs." I still don't get it. She basically said the same thing se said a while back, just in different words. Like she just copied her classmate's homework.

I tried to analyze what she just said since I didn't want to irritate her further. Why did we have this conversation again? Oh right. She did not want me to touch her. Why did she not want me to touch her? Because of the Uchiha, specifically, Sasuke Uchiha. Why? Because they are possessive. I still don't get it. What does the possessiveness of an Uchiha have anything to do with the fact that touching me will kill her?

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Wait. Is- is she suggesting that I am a property of Sasuke Uchiha? I'm not sure So I asked her (more like exclaimed) "Are you implying that I belong to that teme?!"

"Yes" She answered in a bored and sarcastic tone. She even dared to roll her eyes at me! She replied in a way that made it seem like her answer was the most obvious thing in the world and that I am so dumb to ask something so painstakingly obvious.

"Why would you think that?!" I asked (shouted) again. She looked at me, clearly exasperated by my stupidity and ignored my question. She moved aside a bit then spoke, I thought she would finally answer my question but all she said was "Here are the flowers you ordered." Flowers? I looked at the space she vacated and sure enough, just a few steps behind the space were flowers. I finally realized that I ordered flowers from her shop after I calmed down after the bastard left.

I relaxed after seeing the sight those beautiful flowers and forgot all about the conversation we were having. My head was filled with ideas of how to arrange the flowers in my front and backyards.

I took notice of her again. I signed the papers I now only noticed she was holding, and said my thanks. I already paid for all the flowers yesterday at the shop. I looked at the flowers again and my heart was filled with sadness. A voice spoke beside me "You must really love him. He must have really hurt you."

Absentmindedly I answered, "Yeah I do. I really do. And it hurts so much." I suddenly realized. She's still here? I thought she already left. More importantly, how did she know? And who is she talking about? She's not talking about Sasuke is she?

She looked at me straight into my eyes and said "No I'm not talking about Sasuke-kun" Is she-? "No. I'm not a mind reader. You're just an open book." Am I really that easy to read? "Yes you are." Okay. "So how did you-"

"How did I know that you're in love and broken hearted? Easy. I'm a florist." Oh right. I looked at the flowers again and I understood. The flowers all shouts my love for him and the message I want to tell him and myself, and everything that reminds me of him.

PRIMROSE - I Can't Live Without You

CARNATION (PINK) - I'll Never Forget You

CAMELLIA (PINK) - Longing for you

CARNATION (STRIPED) - Wish I Could Be With You

CYCLAMEN - Resignation and Good-bye

DAFFODIL - Unrequited Love, You're the Only One, The Sun is Always Shining when I'm with You

SWEETPEA - Good-bye, Departure, Thank You for a Lovely Time

VIOLET (BLUE) - Faithfulness, I'll Always Be True

These flowers say what I want to say to him, say what I feel. Aside from those, I also bought the flowers that he gave me. Like the roses. The red, blue, yellow, white and orange roses. He started giving me bouquets of roses when we were already in a relationship. But when we were still in the courting stage, he gave me a bouquet of tulips, 2 types of tulips to be exact-a variegated tulip and a yellow tulip-with a single red rose in the middle.

TULIP (VARIEGATED) - Beautiful Eyes

TULIP (YELLOW) - There's Sunshine in Your Smile

I came back o reality when I felt a hand touch my shoulder. I looked at miss flower girl. "Well I have to go. I still need to manage the shop. Bye" She waved her hand and walked away. Before she completely left the porch, she turned back to me and asked, "Hey which school do you go to?"

"Sharingan University." It's a private school but it's closer to my house than Konoha High- a public school on the other side of Konoha. The tuition fee is pretty expensive but I can manage. Besides, I'm entering as a scholar. I'm not really the studious type of student, I'm more of a slacker and reading school books made me dizzy but thanks to Itachi drilling knowledge and forcing me to study before, I'm pretty much intelligent enough to have a scholar ship.

"Oh. You must be pretty rich then."

"I'm a scholar." I didn't bother telling her that I am rich since I don't really use my inheritance. I'm more comfortable earning my own money.

"Really? Then you must be really intelligent. That school has a really high standard in education." I just shrugged as an answer since I don't really know what to say. She must have realized that I will not give a verbal reply so she continued asking questions. "Which grade are you in?"

"10th grade" Yeah I know what you're thinking. How the red velvet did I have a boyfriend in such a young age? Well the answer is, I wasn't able to resist the temptation. Try having Eros (Greek God of sexual love and beauty) go after you heart and ass, I'm certain nobody will be able to resist. We were in a relationship for only a year though.

"We're in the same grade and school. Cool."

"You go to Sharingan University too?"

"Yeah. Not to brag but the Yamanaka clan is one of the wealthy clans in Konoha, although not as rich as the Uchihas but we're still rich."

"Oh." Nice going Naruto. You're so great in socializing.

"Well I have to go now. Really." She once again waved and started to walk away, and once again, she turned back to me and spoke. Jeez. Will she ever run out of things to say? "Oh right. Before I forget, prepare for a surprise at school." She said mysteriously. But before I could ask her what she means, she already ran away. Wow. How anyone can run that fast in killer heels is beyond me.

I looked at my backyard and nodded to myself, good. I am satisfied with everything. Even though I'm exhausted, I am completely refreshed and relaxed for the first time since I arrived here.

I went to the front yard and nodded to myself again. Everything is good- not overdesigned and not dull too. It leaves a proper amount of space for relaxing. I looked at my house. Not good.

Even with the decorations on my porch and the ones on my windowsill, the house is still a bit dull. I think I should paint it myself, hiring someone to paint the house would cost me so much money and I'm trying to be thrifty (even though my family is rich) and I already hired someone to put up my fence. However, painting the WHOLE house myself, both inside and out is a bit too much for me. Painting the whole house will also mean that I won't be able to sleep at the house tonight (Unless I want to suffocate due to the smell of paint). Should I trust the painters to not steal anything in my house? Oh well. I don't really have many things in my house since I just moved.

Deciding to not be a cheapskate, I called someone to paint my house. Good thing there was a 24-hour painting service out there. It's already 7:30 so I had my doubts. While waiting for them, I packed my valuables in a backpack. Should I spend the night on a hotel? Just as I was pondering over sleeping at a hotel or go to Tsunade Baa-chan's to save more money, the doorbell rang.

I went to open the door and meet the people who will paint my house. We discussed what color I wanted to paint the house and they were suggesting things so that my house will look so blindingly bright or something that "looks like unicorn vomit" as one of the man whispered. In the end we were able to come to a decision. I took my bag upstairs and told them that I would be back in the morning to pay for their services.

As I was driving around, I decided to spend the night in a hotel since I am certain that Tsunade baa-chan is in the hospital like always. I checked in and took a bath. As I was soaking in the tub, I was trying to decide what to do to not bore myself to death or think of Itachi, which will result in me killing myself to ease the pain. Both things will kill me so no thank you. I can't sleep either since it's too early and surprisingly, I'm not exhausted. I looked at my watch and saw that it was already 8:45. I've been soaking for 45 minutes. I guess I should let loose and forget all my worries for now. With that thought, I decided to go to a bar.

I drained the tub and just went to the sower. I showered thoroughly and went to put on clothes. I wore something simple, a white V-neck shirt and black pants and an orange varsity jacket and orange shoes. I checked the mirror to make sure I look okay. Satisfied with my appearance (I'm not really satisfied. I look really simple, not bar-ish but I don't have a choice. This is how I look and I won't be able to change it.), I grabbed my keys, phone and money and went out the door. I'm going to forget Itachi tonight.

A lot of things can be solved with a wad of cash. With that logic, I paid the bouncer outside to let me in since I'm still under aged. I entered the bar and the sight of wiggling sardines greeted me. Question, how are they still able to 'move it move it' their booties when there's no spaces between them? That's a bar mystery I'd like to solve one day.

Another question, why did I come here again? Oh right. To forget Itachi temporarily. And why did I choose a bar to forget (especially since a bar is where our 'romantic relationship' started)? I regret coming here. This bar is destroying all my senses. The smell of liquor, various perfumes, sweat and even sex permeates the air. It's clogging my nose, it's a miracle I can still breathe. Yet another bar mystery I'd like to solve one day. The really loud music is no longer music, it's noise especially since it's combined with moans and yells of people. It's grating my ears. The really dark room which is only lighted blinking and dancing lights will surely ruin my vision. And how am I going to go to get a drink with all these sardines grinding on each other? Should I leave? But I already paid for my entrance. I'm just going to waste money if I'm not going to use it. I do have a lithe body, I'll just have to use it to my advantage. They're all drunk anyway and with all the hardcore dancing, nobody would notice me. I'm just going to have to push through. Hopefully, nobody will notice me. I don't want to deal with a drunk person's temper.

Jeez. Am I gonna risk all of those for temporary amnesia? Yes. Yes I will. *sigh* I make bad decisions.

I started going through the crowd of intoxicated people. Rice! This is harder than I thought. Am I even moving forward? Should I just crawl? Uggh no. Bad idea. The smell up here is already enough to make me barf, if I go further down, the smell would probably kill me. If not the smell, then the fact that people will step on me will kill me.

I started pushing forward stronger and slightly pushing people aside. This crowd is making me dizzy. The smell of combined sweat, alcohol, perfumes and people's own scents (like body odor) is enough to make my head spin and my stomach churn. The pain of my feet being stepped on by heels and hard shoes and the pain of being pushed and squeezed between these bodies feels as if I just went through a fraternity hazing.

At this point, I just started pushing people aside stronger. If I don't, I would probably vomit and I don't want to be on the receiving end of a drunk's or drunks' anger because that will both hurt me and embarrass me.

After that painful journey of pain, bad smells, and sexual harassments (I did not mention it but my ass have been groped so much in there. Someone even touched my peepee), I have arrived on my destination, the bar counter. I hope that journey is worth it.

Oohlala the bartender is hot. This might not be so bad after all. I'm here to forget. Might as well go all out. I am pretty good at flirting. I seduced the God of sex after all.

"Hi." Wait. I forgot to take one tiny detail into account, is he even gay? And if he is, am I even his type? People I've met here so far considers me attractive, maybe he will too. But that still does not answer my question, IS HE GAY?!

He turned to me and looked at me up and down. Did he just check me out? Well if he did then he must've liked what he saw since he's flashing me a seductive smile. That solves my problem. "Good evening sir. How can I help you tonight?"

"Hmmm." I looked up slowly and sensually. I saw in my peripheral vision that he flicked out his tongue. Heh. This one's in the bag. That thought made me smirk. "How about a-" I looked at him seductively, tilted my head a little and bit my lip "sex on the beach." After that, I flashed him an innocent smile.

He chuckled. His chuckle was low and husky but not as much as Itachi and Sasuke. Okay what?! What the milk chocolate am I doing comparing him? Itachi makes sense but the bastard?! Why oh why? "Coming"(pun intended) he said with a wink.

After a few minutes, my order came along with the sex on the beach. "Here's your drink cutie." I smiled at him and took the drink. "Cutie. That's cliché."

I thought that he would be embarrassed by that and leave me alone but I thought wrong. "Sorry. You're just so cute my brain stopped working." I blushed and just drank. I still don't know how to respond to compliments.

"So, why are you a bartender?" I decided to just start a casual conversation. "I hope I'm not being too nosy. I mean you could be a celebrity or a model if you want to."

"Maybe because if I did become any of those things, we wouldn't have met. Maybe its destiny." I snorted, he laughed lightly. "Actually, I own this bar."

"Oh really?" I said that while I trace the rim of my glass with a finger.

"Yes. The bar's name is my last name. Boring and cliché, I know."

"Hmm. Why did you give the bar your last name?"

He smiled seductively. Uh-oh I feel more flirting coming up. "Maybe because I wanted you to know what your last name would be in the future."

I raised an eyebrow at him. I wanted to say that that's not possible since I will never move on from Itachi and that he should not get ahead of himself but since I'm trying to flirt, "Why would my last name be the same as yours?" I asked him innocently the began to pose like I'm thinking. "Oh!" I faked a surprised expression as 'realization' dawned on me. "Are you trying to pursue me?"

"Maybe." He replied with an amused grin.

"hmm. I have to warn you. I don't fall in love easily." I may be flirting with you right now but my heart is loyal to Itachi.

"A challenge," He leaned closer to me and whispered in my ear "I like that." He backed off a bit and gave me a challenging smirk. I gave him one too.

"Oh you like it?" I looked at him with a taunting smile. He just shrugged at me still with that smirk. "But can you take it?"

He leaned so close I had to force my eyes not to cross. "I'm certain" With that he gave me a chaste kiss. He pulled back and licked his lips. "Sweet. Sex on the beach tastes so good in your mouth."

I blushed a bit but contained myself. "Speaking of drinks, I already finished mine. So can I order another one?"

"Sure. Same drink?" I looked at the menu to see what's available.

After a moment of thought I replied, "No. How about a Sloe comfortable screw against a cold hard wall with a kiss? I looked at him with a questioning look. He was about to reply when I cut him off "But you already gave me the kiss." I smirked at him. I looked at the menu again. "How about a sloe comfortable screw between the sheets then?" I saw him open his mouth but I cut him off again. "I don't really know what to get. There are so many choices. I want a sloe comfortable screw but it seems a bit lacking." I looked at him directly in the eyes. "What do you suggest I get-?" Oh right I still don't know his name.

He seems to realize that so he replied and this time, I finally let him speak. "It's Utakata."

"Utakata Saiken. Nice name. It suits you. I'm Naruto. Naruto Uzumaki. Nice to meet you Uta-kun"

"Nice to meet you too Naru-chan." We both gave each other a genuine smile. "As for my suggestion as a bartender, how about sloe comfortable Mexican screw against the wall?

"Why that?"

"I'm Mexican." I looked at him surprised. "You're Mexican?! I mean you have a Japanese name and you look Asian but you're Mexican? Wow."

"I'm half and half. Besides, you have blond hair and blue eyes and you're Asian. I'm not the only one breaking stereotypes here."

"Touché."

"So about the drink, will you take it?"

"Sure. I've never tried it before since there's tequila and I don't know if I can hold my liquor or not."

He continued talking to me while he makes drink and I watch him in fascination. He was bartending and bartending was always something that amazes me. I've always wanted to learn but I love painting, drawing, playing instruments, gardening and bartending will bruise my hands so it will be painful enough to hinder me in my hobbies.

"Why? Are you not accustomed to drinking? Why are you in a bar then?"

"I'm pretty used in going to bars and drinking but not strong liquors. I've only been drunk once (that resulted in my sexual relationship with Itachi) and other times I've just been tipsy but not drunk."

"Why not?" He inquired further.

"Because, I don't want to deal with the consequences if ever I do something incredibly embarrassing or downright illegal."

"Shame. That's why I chose a bar business though." I raised an eyebrow at him asking him to elaborate further. He seems to get my message since he continued talking "It's always entertaining to watch drunk people and even more fun to watch the life get sucked out of their eyes when they remember all the dumb things they've done while intoxicated. Most of them can't even look at me in the eyes." He stopped what he was doing and paused, looking up as if he was a having a flashback. He woke up from his stupor and continued making my drink. He was laughing lightly while shaking his head "good times."

"Wow. A sadist."

He smirked at me. "Normal's boring." I just shrugged in reply. I do agree with him though. Drunk people are entertaining and I don't like being an entertainment. I don't have a choice tonight though. I won't be able to forget if I don't get drunk. "looks like it's your lucky day then."

"Why?"

"Because I decided to get really drunk tonight and you might have to drive me back to your place." I winked at him. That pick up line made him laugh. He gave me my drink and leaned on the counter. "Sure. And you don't have to worry because I will take very good care of you." He bit his lip while looking straight into my eyes.

"How reassuring." I gave him a seductive look while I play the straw with my tongue.

Our conversation continued for a long time since he was easy to talk to and I was comfortable with him. I kept ordering more drinks mostly cocktails since I don't want a to get suddenly drunk. I want to get drunk but slowly not a sudden dizziness that will hit me like a wave of tsunami. I ordered each member of the sloe screw family and an espresso martini since I was getting dizzy coffee might anchor to the conscious world. I ordered couple more of cocktails and he finally said something "That's a lot of cocktails. Go easy on them, especially on the tail."

My mind is getting fuzzy and I could no longer think of a reply so I just laughed. "I'll have another drink. Can I get a blow job?"

"I'll give you two. One here and one at my place. Would you like that?"

"I would love that." He proceeded to make my drink. When it arrived, I stood up, put my hands behind my back, Looked at him with a seductive look and a seductive smile while I slowly bend over to drink. I closed my mouth on the shot glass while still looking at him with that inviting look. After drinking it, I slowly put the glass down still without my hands.

THIRD PERSON'S POV

Naruto's mouth was still closed around the now empty glass. The clear glass showed the inside of Naruto's mouth- wet, red and full of wet whipped cream. That sight along with the seductive look in his hazed eyes and the obvious flush painting his cheeks due to intoxication made a very, very erotic sight. Everyone who saw that (Utakata was not the only one looking at the beautiful blond. The others were just too shy to approach since the both men appeared to have a good relationship) became aroused. Boys, girls, everybody who was looking at the gorgeous blond entered a state of arousal.

Naruto licked his lips to wipe the wet whipped cream that escaped his mouth. Everybody's eyes widened and their cheeks flushed but the blond was still oblivious to the attention he was getting. If everybody wanted to get into his pants before, they want to rip his pants off now. They now mirror the image of rabid dogs looking at fresh piece of meat or more accurately, horny dogs looking at a bitch in heat.

Everybody wanted a piece of him, except for one person, a blue-blacked haired man who wanted every piece of the beautiful blond all to himself. The said man just entered the bar and was met with the most beautiful yet most hateful scene of his life- pieces of shit trying to steal his property while said property flirts away with the biggest piece of shit he has ever seen.

The blue-black haired man could not take it anymore. He growled and his eyes flashed red. Right now, the attention of the most of the population of the bar is now on him except for two people flirting by the bar counter. He started to walk forward while trying to compose himself. The crowd of sardines parted for him. When he was only a few steps before the counter, he saw the piece of shit trying to kiss his beloved. That thought made him stop. Beloved? What the hell? Those thoughts were erased when he saw their lips meet. He growled but the two still did not notice him. Nobody touches his property except him. Nobody.

He took three big steps and sat down beside his beautiful blond who was still in a hot make out session with a piece of shit. Is he not disgusted?! He took a deep breath to compose himself and prevent him from burning the bar to the ground. Deciding to break the ice or in this case, put out the fire, he spoke. "Dobe you dropped something."

NARUTO'S POV

"Dobe you dropped something." I pulled away from Utakata when I heard a husky baritone voice. Despite the pleasant sound of that unknown voice, my mood soured. He interrupted my make out session and insulted me. Asshole.

Despite my irritation, I looked below me to look for the thing I dropped. I did not want to give him the satisfaction of seeing my mood ruined because of him. I'm just going to pick it up, thank him and go back to my make session with Utakata. That plan got destroyed when I realized that I did NOT drop anything. "Teme! What are you talking about? I did not drop anything!"

He slowly stood up from his seat and came too close for comfort. "Yes you did." I pouted and was about to look for it again when he smirked. "You dropped your standards." What the hell?!

"What did you say asshole?" Okay. That was not me. That was Utakata. The bastard ignored his statement but sat back down faced him to order something. "Normally I would prefer a creamy pussy but an ass looks so good right now." With that statement, he looked at me.

Is he saying what I think he's saying?!

I scoffed and looked away. I'm not going to sell my body to the devil eve if said devil is as hot as hell he governs over. I decided to just ignore him and to drink myself into oblivion.

I ordered one suck, bang & blow. That seemed to lighten Utakata's mood but I think it made satan angry since I sense a very ominous presence beside me. "Don't you have work to do?" The bastard just love to destroy the mood huh?

"I'm sorry sir. May I ask what your problem is? Utakata asked with a glare. The emphasis on sir is obvious and sarcastic.

"My problem is you. Shouldn't you be doing your job instead of flirting? This bar just opened and you're already tarnishing its reputation." Sasuke replied with a matter-of-fact tone. Tsk. Arrogant bastard.

That was the last straw. Utakata obviously could no longer stop himself from snapping. Despite Utakata's obvious rage, the bastard is just sitting there with a bored look on his face the amusement that made his eyes glint is quite evident. "Why you-"

Utakata was cut short by his fellow bartender. "Yagura what the hell?!"

"Don't. He's right. This bar is new. We're supposed to gather customers not drive them away." His fellow bartender named Yagura pulled him away. Probably to calm him down and stop him from killing the bastard beside me. Shame.

Before they completely disappear, I heard Yagura spoke "Besides, that's an Uchiha." Sasuke obviously heard that statement too since a small smirk made its way into his mount. Tsss.

He waved his hand to call for another bartender. "I'll get an anus burner and a screaming orgasm for him." Then he pointed to me. Ookay, WHAT?! "What the hell are you doing teme?!"

"Ordering you a drink. Duh" Grrrr. I hate him!

"I know that. But why?" He smirked and faced me. He leaned into me and locked his lips with mine. It was a french kiss or torrid or even just a simple peck. His lips were just locked with mine. It wasn't moving. I saw how peaceful and angelic the devil looked like with his eyes closed.

Maybe I should kill him so he could look peaceful and angelic forever. Wait. He'll decay!

I forced the disgusting thought of the rotten devil out of my brain and focused on the sight before me. A devil in disguise. I focused on the kiss. Hey if he ever says that I liked it, I could just blame the liquor. I closed my eyes and kissed back. I pushed against his lips harder and started to move my lips but he pulled away, again. Fucktard.

His lips were not sweet. They were hot and spicy yet I can't get enough of it. I tried to pull him towards me again to kiss him. But he put a finger on my lips and said with that arrogant smirk of his, "Dobe, the bartender's watching. He's here to deliver our drink."

I pushed him away immediately. I looked at the bartender and felt relief. For a second there, I thought it was Utakata. I don't want him to think of me as a slut. I mean I was just kissing him awhile ago and now I'm trying to vacuum the lips of the devil beside me.

I heard a feral growl beside me but did not pay attention to it. The thought of Utakata sobered me somehow and made me realize the mistake I committed and will be committing for kissing the bastard. I still can't forget the feel of his lips on mine though. His kisses somehow intoxicated me more than the liquor.

His kisses were the very opposite of Itachi's. Itachi's made me comfortable, energized, made me feel at home. Itachi's kisses made me feel as if I'm on cloud nine while his sucked the energy and life out of me. They made me hot and intoxicated, made me feel as if I was drowning. His kisses were the definition of everything wrong yet feels so right. In a sense, his kiss is my guilty pleasure. Their kisses are the opposite of each other yet somehow, I can't get enough of both.

Isshh. Why the hell am I thinking of Itachi again? I downed both drinks that Sasuke bought for me consecutively. BAD IDEA. I'm really dizzy. I was dizzy a while back but now, it was like came to me suddenly. Like a truck just struck my head. Ugh. I'm gonna barf. I tried to stand up. Keyword, tried. I tried to stand up but immediately fell forward. A pair of strong arms caught me and made me lean into the body of those strong arms. Hooray!

I calmed myself to stop me from puking at this very helpful and kind person. After calming my stomach, I slowly looked up at the person holding me to say thank you. I was met with tantalizing black eyes. Those eyes hypnotized me, and I could no longer stop myself. I pushed Sasuke on his chair and climbed on top of him. I am now straddling him on a chair by the bar counter in a bar filled with people who are probably watching us. But I no longer care. I want this man in front of me, bad. Besides, they're all drunk. They will probably forget everything by tomorrow.

He reminds me of Itachi, but at the same time, he makes me forget all about him. That's what I came here for. To forget my heartache and the cause of it even if it is temporary.

I looked at his face thoroughly one more time. I traced every line, every angle of his handsome face. I looked directly into his eyes and whispered "Damn. You really look like him." Before he could question me, I closed the small gap between our lips and kissed him hungrily. I circled my arms around his neck and pulled his hair to give me more space. I was dominating the kiss, but not for long. He tilted his head and plunged his tongue in my mouth. In a single moment, I lost control. He was now dominating the kiss and I love every single second of it. He gripped my waist and pulled my closer to him while he thrusted up. The friction I felt made me moan and break away from the kiss. I looked up and grinded on him more. He attached his mouth and lapped on it.

THIRD PERSON'S POV

While Naruto was lost in a state of arousal, Sasuke marked every part of his neck that his mouth latched onto while glaring at the people watching them. He wanted to show everybody that the beautiful blond is his.

The people watching started to look away feeling jealous, afraid, discouraged and aroused by the sight. Everybody in the room wanted either or both men and those just got crushed by watching both men go at it like bunnies in heat. Even though the sight is dejecting, the sight of two of the hottest man that walked on the earth is also oddly arousing.

Everybody felt the same, except for one man.

Sasuke and Naruto got rudely interrupted by the sound of a glass being banged on the counter. Naruto looked up and saw the angry face of Utakata. He looked at him with wide eyes and attempted to get off of Sasuke but the bastard just tightened his hold on him. "Uta-"

"Here." Naruto looked at the glass with a questioning look, still struggling to get out of Sasuke's grip and get off his lap too. "But I did not order anything."

Utakata rolled his eyes and scoffed. Naruto furrowed his eyebrows. "Oh I'm sorry. I thought you wanted to have sex on my face."Utakata said with a sarcastic voice then proceeded to glareat both of them.

Naruto tried to reply, tried to say sorry for the awkward situation but it's hard to think when you're drunk and when the devil is busy trying to vacuum your neck. Apparently, Sasuke decided that talking to Utakata is pointless and just continued marking his beautiful blond's neck.

"I wanted to offer you another drink but we don't have a blond slut only red-headed slut." Naruto looked at Utakata with eyes wide and mouth open. He could NOT believe that that statement would ever come out of the sweet man he was flirting with a while back. Sasuke stopped lapping at Naruto's neck and growled. He does not understand why he got offended by those words. He tried to hurt the asshole who dared hurt his blond but Naruto beat him to it.

Naruto picked up the drink offered by Utakata and downed it then said politely "Thank you for that delicious drink. Can I order another drink?" Utakata was surprised by the reaction, also Sasuke since in the short period of time he got to meet the blond, he knew that he has a bad temper. The polite tone the blond used is now making him wonder if only he is the person that can irritate the blond. That thought made him jealous.

"What drink?" Utakata asked with a frown after he got over his shock. Naruto smirked "Adios motherfucker." Utakata scowled but Naruto did not see it. Sasuke did not even have time to smirk since in a short moment, his mouth was occupied by the combined taste of varied liquors and Naruto's own distinct taste that made him so addicted.

When both could no longer be satisfied by mere hot make out, they paid for their drinks and left the bar. Sasuke brought the both of them into his car and started driving him to his condominium.

Naruto was feeling so hot and horny, that combined with his intoxication and a long period of time not being able to have sex, thus not being able to cum, he could not wait anymore.

(I WAS JUST KIDDING! THIS IS THE REAL SMUT! WARNING!)

SASUKE'S POV

I was driving as fast as I can since I'm eager to get home and pound this gorgeous blond to my bed. What was his name again? I'll ask him later. I am eager but it seems like he's more than eager.

He reached for my crotch and started rubbing me through my pants. He leaned closer and started kissing my neck, definitely leaving love bites. I stopped him since I don't want to kill ourselves in an accident. He stopped. That's what I thought. I heard the sound of a zipper so I looked at him. He's facing me his back on a window. He was stroking his cock. His cheeks were flushed and his moans were a bit muffled since he was biting his shirt.

Shit! I'm rock hard. I looked away and drove faster.

He moved to the backseat and I could not stop myself. I looked at him through my rear-view mirror and shit. Now I'm diamond hard. His legs were wide open and he was stroking his cock while fingering his asshole.

That's it! I stopped the car and took my seatbelt off. I went to the backseat and immediately kissed him. He responded. I took the lube hidden in my pocket and squeezed some into my hands. I inserted two while one of his fingers was still inside him. He moaned loud and removed his finger. I inserted another one and started a fast pace of going in and out. I knew I located his prostate when I heard him scream my name.

What a glorious sound. I abused his prostate only with my fingers but he can no longer form any words. Is it because of the alcohol or because of the pleasure? Maybe both. After all, he is no longer a virgin.

That thought made me mad. I don't know why but I don't like the thought that someone touched him. He is mine. Only mine.

Using my other hand, I opened the lube and poured it directly into my cock. I stroked it a few times and removed my fingers from his hole. He looked like he was going to protest but I did not give him any time. "SASUKE!" In the blink of an eye, I entered him deep and hard. ]

I was supposed to let him get used to my size and to the sudden intrusion but what he said made my blood boil and I lost control. "I feel so full. I missed this" HOW DARE HE THINK ABOUT SOMEBODY ELSE WHEN I'M DEEP INSIDE OF HIM?!

I changed our position. I pulled him and sat on his seat. I pulled out of him for a while just to slam him into my cock again. "AAHH! So good!" His moans are heavenly.

Our positions are now different. I'm sitting on my sit while he is riding me with his back on my chest. We're on the middle of the road with a streetlight directly above us. My windows are tinted but because of the light, if people looked closely, they will definitely see us. "Whahh-at are y-you doing? They see us" Let them. Let people see that you are mine.

I did not reply. Rather, I started thrusting up inside of him while I hold his hand and he forgot all about his worries of people seeing us. "Aah! Sas-Sasukehh Ha-ahrder!"

I complied. The rocking of the car will definitely tell people what we're doing inside. But I don't care. It's midnight and no one comes here this late anyway.

"I'm ahhlmosst there" Me too. I thrusted up harder, faster and deeper than before. I let go of one his hands and stoked him. Not long after, he screamed "I'm cumming" With that, he released. His hole tightened on my cock and I released inside him too.

We were both panting hard. I started pulling out but saw my seed start to escape his hole so I entered suddenly to keep it from leaving. That little thrust made both of us hard again. I grabbed a bag behind us and took out a butt plug. I pulled out of him fast and before all my seed escape him, I pushed the butt plug inside him.

"What are you doing?" He asked.

"We're not done yet. I'll bring you to my condo for a more thorough fucking." I went to the driver's seat and started to drive. I don't know why I'm doing all of these. It's a lot of first times for me.

Am I actually gay?

That can't be right. I've never been attracted to guys before. Just him. Girls annoy me but they're good for release. And even through all the girls I fucked, I never brought them to my place. I never fucked them in my car since I don't want to dirty it with all kinds of bodily fluids. I never felt so eager, so aroused for them even if they do a lot of things just to seduce me. I hardly ever even go through a second round. I don't mark them and I hardly kiss them. I even wear protection!

But him, everything's different. He's the first man I've been attracted to. He's the first one I fucked in my car and somehow, I don't even care that he spilled his seed all over my leather seats. He's the first person aside from my family and friends that will enter my condo. He's the first person that I will let in my condo willingly. He's the first one that made me lose control. He's the first person that I want to fuck so many times that he will never even leave my bed. I've marked him all over his neck and I'm still not satisfied. He's a lot of first and he's making me lose my mind! Why him? What's so special about him?

The sex toys, I only bought them this morning. I bought them because of him! Shit. I only kissed him and yet he already made me think of unending sex and now that I really had a taste of him, I'm seriously addicted. What the fuck is happening to me?!

I reached my condo unit and was about to start putting my pants on when I heard him speak. "I'm cumming." He was masturbating!

I grabbed his hands immediately and put it behind him. "What the hell?" I ignored him and grabbed the handcuffs. I cuffed his hand behind his back. "What the hell bastard?!"

"I'm not going to allow you to cum without me." I put my pants on and got out of the car with the bag of toys. "Come now dobe."

"No. Let me go!" I sighed. "Hey teme. What are you taking out?" I took out a black leather dog collar from my bag along with the rope and put it in his neck. Before he could realize what happened, I pulled him gently to not hurt him. I leaned close to him and whispered in his ears. "Dobe-chan. Don't you want to come with me? I will make you feel very good." I gripped his cock hard while I rub my thumb on his crying slit. "I will feel you to the brim with my cum and fuck you so hard you'll be cumming so many time, your body won't be able to keep up. Do you want that?" He's moaning and leaning into my shoulder. "cumming" I gripped his cock harder to prevent him from cumming. "Do you want that?" I asked again. "Do you want me to fuck you so hard you won't be able to sit for weeks?"

"Do you want that?" I asked again when he did not reply.

"Yes. Oh god yes."

"Then come with me." I pulled the rope and he immediately came out of the car. "I'm not wearing my pants yet."

"Oh don't worry about that. Nobody will see you here. Now come along." It's the truth. This condo is mine and my room is the penthouse. I have a private parking lot, and a private elevator so no one will be able to see him.

We entered the elevator and I immediately pressed the floor number which is the 60th floor. This will be a very long ride to the top. When we reached only the seventh floor, the dobe could no longer take it. He kneeled in front of me and pushed his face into my crotch. I leaned on the wall behind me and let him do the work.

He was lapping at my cock through my pants. Shit. He took out my cock with his mouth and kissed the tip.. He looked up at me with innocent eyes and out my cock in his mouth. "Shit ugh" I could not stop myself from moaning and closing my eyes. He's so good. I'm impressed with his non-existent gag reflex. He took me in whole.

He bobbed his head and took me in deeper every time. How is that possible? And how is it possible for someone to look so innocent while sucking on a cock? Shit.

I grabbed his hair and thrusted fast into his mouth. He chocked a bit and I slowed down but he signaled me to keep going. I thrusted in and out and he welcomed every thrust without choking. He was practically deep-throating me. "cumming"

I thrusted in faster and deeper then I came. I removed my cock from his mouth and he swallowed every last drop of my seed. He even licked the ones that slipped from his mouth. That sight made me hard. Again.

I glared at him. I did not want to cum without him. And he is turning me on again. I looked at the floor we're in. 13. Still a long way. I came pretty fast. That hurt my pride.

I was still glaring at him but he was just sitting there looking all innocent. I smirked at him and took something out of my pocket. He gasped. It was a vibrating butt plug. That's what you get for seducing me.

He looked at me with a flushed face and a desperate look. Saliva was dripping out of his mouth and his twitching cock glistened with pre-cum. He was quivering along with the vibrator. "Please."

I looked at him with wide eyes. He is so hot. "Please fuck me. Please fill me to the brim." I'm on the verge of losing my control. His supposed to be the one being punished, why am I the one suffering? "Please Sasuke" That's it!

I lost control. I took out the butt plug and fucked him in the elevator so many times. By the time we reached the top, He came 7 times and I came 5 times.

We entered my room and I fucked him till the sun rose. I hope with the amount of pounding that I did to him, he'd be nailed to my bed but sadly, he wasn't.

I reached for something on my bed and when I felt nothing I opened my eyes. He was already gone. He was a very good fuck so I thought I wanted to have a morning fuck. But I only thought. I keep ignoring the feeling inside of me that I only want to cuddle with him and just spend the day relaxing with him. But that can't be right, right? I only want to fuck him. That's all.

He left a note saying "Hey teme. Thanks for the night but please forget all about it. –N.U"

I have a very unpleasant feeling inside me. Sadness? Anger? I don't know. I don't even know his name.

I shook my head and tried to forget him. It's just a one-night stand.

NARUTO'S POV

I woke up with a throbbing headache and a sore ass. What?

I opened my eyes and looked around me. This is not my room. Oh right. I checked in to a hotel. Silly me. I tried standing up but fell down. Why does my ass hurt when I stand and sit down? Then memories from last night came back.

Shit.

I looked beside me and saw an angel. Psh. Angel my painful ass. That's a devil. I'm in bed with the devil. I had sex with the devil.

Ignoring the pain, I stood up. I felt something dripping out of my ass and realized that we did not use protection. Oh no. he's the devil! What if I acquired a supernatural sickness? Am I going to be a demon too? Dean! Sam! Exorcise me! I'd rather die than go to hell and be at the bastard's mercy forever!

I'm being silly. There's no way right? But it is an excuse to see the Winchesters and Castiel. Hmmm. What should I say? "Hey Sam and Dean! I think I just had amazing sex with who I presume is Lucifer, will you check if I acquired something supernatural?" Yeah, no.

I grabbed some tissue by his bedside table and wiped his seed from my body. Once I was sure there was nothing left, I picked up my clothes and put them on. He's surprisingly a heavy sleeper.

I decided to write a note to since I did not want to be rude. He did help me forget about Itachi. Temporarily. I sighed. I remember him again.

After writing the note, I left. I grabbed a taxi outside and told them to go to the bar. Good thing I have my wallet with me. I paid for my fare and went to my car immediately. It's already noon but I saw people come out of the bar. I think those are people who were so drunk last night and just passed out in the bar.

I entered my car and drove to the hotel. Inside the car, I was having a recap of what happened. I entered a bar, flirted with the bartender and got drunk, really drunk. The bastard came and I made out with him. Turns out that the bartender is an asshole so I decided to go with the bastard instead. We fucked in his car in the middle of the road then went to his place and fucked again. How many times did we do it? I lost count. Anyway, after having amazing and countless of sex, we passed out. I woke up first, left a note and left.

Jeez. Third day here in Konoha and I'm already having a complicated life. I just had a one night stand with the devil version of my god Itachi. It was amazing!

*sigh* I really do make bad decisions.

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I DO NOT OWN NARUTO

Author's Note:

The underlined words are all liquors. Yes, all of them truly exists.

P.S Sorry for the late update.