Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Just a Little Kiss? ❯ Pucker Up ( Prologue )

 

Disclaimer: All characters belong to Masashi Kishimoto, creator of Naruto.

Contains yaoi, NaruXSasu

 

A/N: This is a clip from an episode to show the beginning of my story. The rest will be original, but may contain clips of other episodes to show a certain timeline.

 

 

Naruto giggled to himself. He had passed. He had actually passed! He was so excited to have the Konoha crest on his forehead, to be sitting in this classroom with the rest of the shinobi candidates. He smiled widely, his face aglow.

 

“Naruto! What are you doing here? Class today is only for the students who didn't fail.” His reviver was interrupted by Shikamaru bored voice.

 

“What?! Can't you see the headband?!” He pouted and pulled at the fabric encasing his forehead. Shikamaru backed away as Naruto smiled triumphant.

 

“Excuse me, may I pass?” Sakura melodious voice reached Naruto's ears and he abruptly sat up. Sa…Sakura! He heart thumped painfully against his chest and a faint blush rose onto his cheeks. No way…She wants to sit next to me? He averted his eyes shyly, the blush deepening.

 

“Naruto! Move it! I'm trying to get around you!” His face fell at Sakura's angry face and it felt as he had been slapped by her harsh words. He slouched, his body completely deflated. What the heck? He thought miserably. He looked into Sakura's eyes, which was currently staring lovingly over his shoulder. He quickly turned to see the ever stoic Sasuke, his hands folded and resting on his chin.

 

Grr! There he is… the class heartthrob! His eyes flashed and he cracked his knuckles, ready to fight. Uchiha Sasuke! Thinks he's so cool. He thought sarcastically. I hate that guy! He ached to pound Sasuke within an inch of his life, to show Sakura that he was as good as Sasuke. Even better than Sasuke!

 

Sasuke glanced over at the commotion, his face expressionless.

 

“You want something?” His voice, toneless, maybe even a little bored, hit a nerve in Naruto's already frenzied mind.

 

“What's that suppose to mean? Are you talking to me?!” Naruto yelled, spinning around on the bench to face Sasuke,

 

“Good morning Sasuke!” Sakura's voice was so sickenly sweet, it verged on the edge of nauseating. “Is this seat taken?” She pushed Naruto down as to see Sasuke better and leapt forward eagerly. Meanwhile, our blond friend's face was currently becoming quite close with the floor.

 

“Grrr…” He pulled himself up and stuck his chin onto the desk, stewing in his dark thoughts, most of them containing a very hurt Sasuke. He peeked a glance at Sakura to see her face alive, her eyes glazed over as she avidly stared at Sasuke.

She looks to be in total ecstasy. What is so great about him?! I just don't get it. He made his decision. One moment he had been sitting in the aisle seat, the next he was crouched on the table, his face inches from Sasuke's.

 

“Naruto, you jerk! Leave Sasuke alone!” Sakura screamed at Naruto, obviously furious.

 

“Get lost!” He said to Sakura, a bit surprised at his words, but he let it slide.

 

`Leave him alone!'

 

“Hit him Sasuke!”

 

“You can beat him easily!”

 

“Beat him to a pulp!”

 

All the girls were screaming at Naruto to leave Sasuke alone and then in the next instant they were screaming at Sasuke, insisting that he beat up Naruto.

 

And then it happened. A slight bump from the person sitting in the desk in front of them caused Naruto to lean forward, slightly. If he had been but an inch farther it wouldn't have made a difference, but as it was he was closer. As if in slow motion, Naruto watched as Sasuke's head moved closer, their faces connecting, lips colliding, saliva mixing.

 

They had kissed. Naruto pulled away quickly, disgusted. How embarrassing it would be to reminisce, only to find that his first kiss had been with another boy. And not only that, but his worst enemy Sasuke Uchiha!

Naruto made a big show of spitting out Sasuke's saliva (Sasuke was doing the same)

 

“Naruto!!! You are so dead!” Naruto looked up, scared. When Sakura sounded that angry it was best to run. Fast.

 

“Sakura! It-it was an accident! No! Listen! Sakura…!” Moments later we find that our blond haired hero is, in fact, an unidentifiable lump of human flesh.

 

“Sakura…” He moaned, saddened that he was the one to get pummeled. After all, it hadn't been his fault! Why does this always have to happen to me?

 

 

 

 

 

A/N: Yep, here it is! My first fanfic (online that is). I am not too happy with my writing style, but whatever. It might appeal to some of you. And I know it's short, but I wanted it too end and begin at certain places and this was all the material I could think of at the moment <<; But there is more to come!! I assure you!