Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Gamble ❯ Everything goes with Herbal ( Chapter 3 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. I own a small apartment somewhere.“A bet only ends when you’ve learned their secrets.”NexusGambleI had previously decided that Uchiha Sasuke had taken a large escalator and had finally descended into Heaven. I lied; Uchiha Sasuke had taken a large elevator and proceeded to fall several thousand miles into the earth’s core. I stood staring at the new clothes in his hands. Okay, I guess it wasn’t really his fault this time. He was smaller then me now. I personally didn’t think I could fit into his clothes, and I sure as hell wasn’t going to make a mad dash for my room now. I could always walk around all day in his shirt and my boxers. I seriously doubt though that anyone would want to see an alien on my crotch with orange lettering saying, ‘I know you want a piece of this.’I then decided that Uchiha Sasuke could now ascend back to his placement in hell. After all he deserved it for all the hell I was going through on the first day of slavery. Sure, I could have won our bet. I could have deflowered Hyuuga Hinata. She was pretty, she liked me, and she was shy and too damn cute for her own good. Now I could have done that, keyword there is ‘could.’ But you see her cousin is Hyuuga Neji. Remember Herbal boy? Good. Now he doesn’t particularly like Hinata. But it’s his principle. He’s respectful, and responsible and all that worthy stuff.I don’t think he’d appreciate if I went to him and said, ‘I just fucked Hinata for a bet, one time thing, you know?’ I’d be asking for the worst punishment of my life. I’d also be incredibly sad and guilty. I’d be hurting the sweetest girl in this school. Hinata is not a one night stand. Hinata is a very involved romantic relationship, with candles and roses and all that smelly shit. Probably long soaking bathes with lavender bath bubbles. Oh, and who can forget long walks in the park at midnight.Now what was I doing? Oh yeah. I grabbed the Uchiha’s proffered clothes with a growl. Now with this, I was either going to have to close the door, or have Sasuke turn around. I stared at him pointedly. He didn’t get the hint. Imagine that, the genius is a dumb ass. He was also standing in the doorway, eliminating my first thought of closing the door. I sighed and tried to pull the dress over my head.Now I am completely certain that I am the biggest idiot on the planet. The person who invented the dress was probably rolling in their grave laughing at me. Now, what gave me the idea that I could get it off. I couldn’t get it on previously, so what was I thinking now? Apparently nothing, I just liked embarrassing myself in front of Sasuke. I heard a chuckle and cursed the dress again for obscuring my view. I wanted to see Sasuke laugh damn it! I felt the hands tug at the hem and then vaguely heard a curse.“Why isn’t it coming off? Sasuke…” I practically whined as I heard him just grumble and curse again. This was not happening! I was not going to be dress-head for the rest of the week! I started squirming around in frustration and urgency but that just caused Sasuke to curse more.“Stop moving dobe.” I felt his hands rest on my hips and I instantly stiffened. Well, okay, that was new. I felt his hands slide up my bare sides along with the fabric. I shivered at his touch. Before long he was tugging the dress over my head. I had a brief moment of disorientation, stepping back uncertainly. I felt his arms around my waist and shivered again. I couldn’t help it. He was cold!“I am not wearing that contraption from hell to your parents’ party.” I sighed and looked down at Sasuke when I felt his arms still around my waist. He removed his arms and crossed them over his chest in mild irritation.“You’re going to, unless you want to start calling me master, dobe.” I scoffed at his smirk and lifted my voice in a girlish manner.“Oh Sasuke-kun, wants me to be his girlfriend. I’m so willing to hang off his every word as if they were spun from silk. He’s so perfect that he gets other people to wipe his ass for him!” I gesticulated with my hands in a queer fashion batting my eyelashes every few seconds. “Shut up, Naruto-chan.” Now that got me to shut up right away. It took me a few seconds to understand why. “Don’t ever call me that again Sasuke-teme!” I was about to hit him when he suddenly spun on his heel and left the bathroom, the door closing behind him. Now, that was weird. I looked to the counter and saw the second articles of dread. I sighed softly and pulled Sasukes black t-shirt over my head. Well this would certainly be a difference in my books. Instead of the baggy, bright t-shirts I usually wore, this one clung to every muscle as if it had been glued to my body. Well people were going to see just how sexy Uzumaki Naruto was today! I grimaced as I looked at Sasukes shorts. Now this was going to be incredibly uncomfortable if I left my holy alien boxers on. So with that thought I stripped out of them. I pulled Sasukes shorts up, with a struggle of course. The guys’ hips were narrower then mine. I somehow managed the feat, and looked at myself in the mirror. My eyes widened. I looked amazing in black. Who would have thought? My orange clothing was going to be burned over the stove as soon as I got home that was for sure. I needed to somehow manage to get into one of Sakura’s shopping sprees. I grimaced at that thought. No, I better shop alone. Girls were crazy when it came to shopping. Something was out of place though. My hair, was to flat I guess. Sasuke’s was always messy, as if he just got out of bed. I guess the bed head look was sexy for the whole female population, might as well give it a shot. I viciously moved my hands over my hair and looked back into the mirror. Now I looked sexy, and looked like I had the most fantastic fuck session last night. But that could be a bad thing, considering the fact I was wearing Sasuke’s clothes. No one would put two and two together though. I had absolutely nothing to worry about. Maybe I should get some eyeliner, that’d be hot. I’d just have to harass Gaara later. I am a sex God.No, really, you’re drooling aren’t you. I knew it, now to see ice princess’s reaction.I stepped out of the bathroom with a superior look on my face. Before going to the kitchenette I tossed my boxer into Sasuke’s room. Didn’t want pretty boy to know I was going el commando in his shorts now did I? I leaned against the counter of the kitchen and purred seductively. For the record, I am not trying to flirt with Sasuke. I just like to see him get flustered, that’s all. “Can I have some milk?” I asked innocently. That little statement had no sexual innuendos at all. I am not that perverted. Really, who do you think I am? Jiraiya? Now that man is freakishly perverted. I swear him and Kakashi have secret perverted parties. They always chuckle behind their hands like they know something that the whole population of school doesn’t. Sasuke looked back from where he had been looking in the fridge. His eyes racked over the bit of me that he could see several times. I put on an impish smile, just for him of course. For once I felt damn well superior to Sasuke. I was the sex now!He turned back to the fridge and fished out the milk. Oh, is that a slight flush to the cheeks that I am observing. I think it is! Before I knew it I had a nice big glass of milk in front of me and Sasuke sat on a stool with a nutrient bar thingy. Now if I titled my head back a little and gulped down the whole glass, I was only doing it because it was refreshing and good milk. And if I had white residue on my upper lip and licked it off slowly it was only because I was savouring the taste. But I did catch Sasukes eyes following every movement. I was locking that little tidbit of information in the back of my mind for later blackmail. I looked at the clock over his shoulder and then back at him, then the clock. I blanched. It was 8:15 a.m. I had exactly 10 minutes to haul ass back to my room, get my stuff and run full pelt across the very, very large school yard. “Damn!” I slammed my glass on the table and was out the door before Sasuke could say a thing. Panting I sat in my chair with a minute before the bell rang. Sasuke strode in a second later, all relaxed and cool looking. The second he stepped in the girls flocked to him like a stampede. I could practically point out which girl represented each animal. I felt eyes on my back and I tilted my head to rest on the desk behind me.“Hey, Gaara.” Ah, my morning ritual. I gave him my most charming smile and tilted my head trying to find a comfortable position to rest in. “Naruto. You… look different today.” His eyes looked me over once before returning to my eyes. “Really? You like it?” I turned around then to actually face him and rested my head in my arms gazing up at him.“It… looks good.” He looked to the window and I had to smile. Gaara wasn’t really a people person, well not in public anyway. We could usually find quite a bit to talk about in our dorm rooms. “I heard your having a party this weekend Sasuke! Do you need a date?” I looked back to the swarm of girls and grimaced when a saw a smirk play across Sasukes face.“Actually, I already have someone coming with me.” Sasuke turned from them and immediately launched him with questions.‘Who is she?’‘Do I know her?’‘Does she go here?’‘What’s her name?’‘How come you didn’t pick me Sasuke-kun?’‘We’ll get that bitch!’My eyes were as wide as saucers now. I did not want the whole population of girls after me with pitchforks. I especially didn’t want a whole angry population of girls after me. That’d be so scary!He smirked and turned slowly. “Her name is Naruko-chan,” his eyes landed on me and my breath caught, “The love of my life.” Now that was a blush on my cheeks. What the hell did he mean by that? It was creepy!I turned back to Gaara and saw him staring at my neck. “What is that?” Gaara’s eyes narrowed on the leather article and my eyebrows rose.“What’s what?” I was really confused. What the hell was Gaara talking about? Did I have something on my neck? “Is that bondage Uzumaki?” His eyes were burning into mine now. I have never seen him like that before. I tried to think of what he was saying. My hands went up to my neck and I gasped. The collar.Well hell, I had practically forgotten the thing even existed. “Um, it’s uh, a late birthday gift from, uh,” I looked around nervously. How do you explain a leather collar around your neck when your birthday was six months ago? I’m in deep shit. I felt a hand curl around the leather and hoist me forward into a very pale face. Red hair tickled my cheeks but I couldn’t even laugh because of the look on his face. “Who gave you the collar Uzumaki?” His voice was a low, growled, whisper. I almost whimpered at his tone but refrained from doing so. “Would you mind getting your hands off my pet?” A cool voice said from behind me. I watched as Gaara’s eyes raised and narrowed drastically. “A person shouldn’t be called a pet Uchiha, it’s degrading.” Gaara hissed at Sasuke. “I think it suits Naruto, don’t you think Gaara?” Sasuke leaned over me and I felt something wet connect with my ear. My brain sped up and tried to digest this new information. My ear was wet, and something was prodding at it, and was that teeth or was it only my imagination. Sudden realization flashed through my mind as I caught sight of Gaara’s narrowed death glare. Sasuke was licking my ear. Now that was a revelation.Those hills were really calling my name now. At that exact moment the door to the room opened and Sasuke removed himself. I spent the next few moments staring at Gaara with wide eyes, trying to get an answer just by looking at him. Well, I didn’t get one; too bad words don’t magically form on people’s faces when I need them too. I could ace a lot of exams that way. I turned around slowly to face the front and caught sight of quite a few suspicious faces. My eyes widened further. They hadn’t seen had they? Please let them just think that Sasuke was overly close. Please let that be all. Wait, just one god damn minute. I was sexier then Sasuke today and not a single girl had yet confronted me. What kind of utter bullshit is that? I grumbled and lowered myself further into the chair hoping to melt away.As class went by I began to yawn. That’s when I felt ‘something’. Okay, it can squeeze meaning it had fingers. Meaning it most definitely was a hand. A hand located conveniently on my upper thigh, a hand that did not belong to me. I gulped and opened my eyes to follow the arm to its owner. Now I was hoping that Sasuke had lost most of his brain cells during the last 24 hours, and had mistakenly thought that my leg was his. I felt his fingers flex and I almost yelped biting my lip. That hand was a little close to a place that was very sensitive, a place where only my right hand had ever ventured. There was only one layer of cloth separating him from me. Why the hell had I taken off my boxers this morning? I flinched when I felt warm breath on my ear. Oh, not this shit again. I looked around nervously to see if anyone was looking. There was a whole row behind us, so what the hell was Sasuke thinking? I was about to move his hand away from my thigh when he whispered into my ear.“Whatever I want dobe,” I instantly froze. Sasuke wanted to touch me? Me, Naruto? Was he out of his friggin’ mind? I think something must have short circuited. I caught my breath as his hand went a little higher.I was now almost 80% certain Sasuke liked guys.His hands went to the buckle on the pants and I sucked in air.I was now a grand total of 90% sure.The zipper was about to be pulled down when the bell rang. I grabbed my bag and flung myself over the desk running full pelt out of the door. A bright blush probably covered most of my face but I didn’t care.My best friend had just touched me… intimately.This was something that needed time to process. Unfortunately, Sasuke was in every one of my classes. I sped down an adjoining hallway in a completely different direction then what I was used to. I smiled in relief when I saw what I had been looking for.“Neji!” I jumped on him curling my legs around his waist, my arms around his neck. He stumbled backwards in surprise.“Naruto, what the hell are you doing?” He asked trying to pry my arms and legs from his body but was quite unsuccessful. “Help me get away from Sasuke!” Neji’s eyes narrowed at the name and he looked down at me.“Why the hell are you wearing his clothes?” I looked up just remembering I was actually wearing Sasuke’s clothes.“Oh, he dragged me to his room this morning, and I couldn’t go back out because I was just wearing my boxers so I borrowed his clothes. So can you help me? Please?” I did my wide eyed look that usually got me free ramen at my favourite place on earth. “Fine, just, got off of me.” I slid off willingly and walked closely behind him watching for any sign of black, evil man. Neji thankfully had a second period spare. Being a year older he had opted for one, not wanting to spend his whole day with idiots. He led me through the thinning hallways as the bell finally rang. Before I knew it we were standing in front of: 375. Ah, a glorious number. I was going to praise it for the rest of my life.Neji walked inside and tossed his keys into the corner. I followed closely behind him, flopping on the couch as soon as I saw it. “Want anything to drink?” I heard Neji ask from the kitchen. I was kind of thirsty I noticed. Well yeah, I could use a case of alcohol right now, thanks Neji can you go out and buy it for me. Sweet relief take me away.“Yeah, anything you got is good.” Now Neji had a nice place. It was covered with all sorts of neat things, from elaborate dragon figurines to scrolls hanging from the walls and not a speck of dust. Huh, imagine that?I felt the glass being placed in my hand and I smiled at Neji. He looked utterly relaxed leaning onto the back of the couch with his silky hair falling over the fabric. Maybe he should be a porn star, or a super model or something. I chuckled at the thought. I don’t think Neji wanted any weirder stalker girls after him. I drank back the liquid quickly and sighed happily. Yum, lemonade, the nectar of the gods! “So what did Sasuke do to scare you like that?” Neji asked pushing his hair back behind his ear. It fell back down and he scowled.“If it’s annoying why don’t you cut it?” I grabbed his hair and tangled it in my right hand pulling. I didn’t have the brain capacity at the moment to notice that it brought his face close.Really close.“N-naruto?” I felt breath rustle my hair and I smiled as I ran my hand through the strand I had ensnared. I felt something over my special area, for the second time that day, and prayed that Neji was just getting his balance. Then the fingers flexed and I shot up with a yelp. Of course that caused a chain reaction. Neji dropped his glass to the floor which incidentally landed on his foot.Hard.I dashed to his bathroom in panic barely hearing his groan of pain. I took deep breaths of air trying to calm my racing heart. What was wrong with the popular guy population of our school? Were they all homosexual or was it just a weird, mysterious virus that was going around. I hope it was the latter.God, I only hoped it was the latter. I was instantly pleased with myself when I heard knocking at the door. I had locked it. A feat only I, Uzumaki Naruto am capable of. My eyes wandered around the bathroom as my mind tried to collect its pieces and put it back together with a large hammer that would result in one hell of a headache. All thought ceased when I caught sight of one lone individual item.A large crooked smile spread over my face.There, in Neji’s shower was a singular bottle of Herbal Essences shampoo.