Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Lick the Strawberry ❯ Illusion ( Chapter 1 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. I imagine Kishimoto would flip out if he saw what I've done to his characters. Ha! XP Or maybe he'll like it? O.o

A/N: Another story. I just created hell for myself. Don't get used to this style; it's only the prologue. I'm apprehensive about posting such a story. EDIT: I removed it from FFN and am currently reposting slowly, due to laziness and anger. Man, I was so close to my Kiriban. Those bastards.

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What I get?
What you get?
What I get may just be
Something I want to believe
It may just be an illusion

What I say?
What you say?
If I don't put it in words
It might not get across
It might not reach anyone

The present

Starts here

Real Me by Ayumi Hamasaki

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Hello there.

I am the narrator of this unusual tale, to prove to those that love comes along, regardless of age.

This will be a dangerous story of Sasuke and Naruto, and for those silly homophobes, yes, there will be male love.

Are you disgusted? Leave now.

Are you slightly appalled? If you want to take chances, please read. Otherwise, leave. I don't care what you have to say.

Now. Let's begin.

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Uchiha Sasuke casually glanced at the pale building as he drove past. Children and adults were holding hands, walking towards Masashi Kishimoto Elementary, obviously attending the school. The school was very high-standard, one of the best in the city-it was number one intellectually, and number one for it's wonderful teachers. In the bright sunlight, the building seemed to gleam with promise for Konoha's youths. So why was Uchiha Sasuke, Business extraordinaire, bachelor, billionaire, looking at a mere elementary school as if a large diamond had been encrusted deep within the learning facility?

Well, in fact, his hungry eyes were looking for a particular diamond. A unique diamond that was rare and beautiful.

So rare and beautiful that Sasuke wishes to have him, in his very possessions; as a trophy? …No…

Maybe as a toy? Something to play with? Possibly…

What was that? I'm sorry, I surely misheard.

What? It seems I didn't!

Don't be ridiculous!

Indubitably, it couldn't be love; simply because of a measly detail.

Sasuke is 16 years his senior.

Yes! Another taboo!

That's right. Sasuke's `diamond' is a boy.

Does that disgust you? That the rich, handsome, and genius Uchiha Sasuke, likes a five year old boy?

Either way, it clearly seems that you are not disgusted, for you have stayed so long to read this introduction. What an open mind you have. I applaud you. Society does not have much liberalism anymore. (Although it didn't harbor much before anyway.)

Never mind Society. What have I been saying?

Oh yes. The little boy. I suppose you would want to know his name.

Uzumaki Naruto is the young child's name.

How does Sasuke know Naruto's name? He had to date many secretaries in M. K. elementary to log on to his information. Why many? Because there are many blond blue-eyed boys in the school, and Sasuke hated women. They were all the same annoying superficial bitches. And Sasuke could not handle them giggling on his arm for more then a week.

But was it better to like bitchy females then little boys?

My words always seem to evade the point. I apologize.

It was quite odd, the two's first encounter. To wrap it all in a sentence (Or a few), Sasuke had been late for work, because his ever-so expensive car broke down, and he had to take the subway. Embarrassingly so, the rich twit did not know where the subway was; nor had he ever rode in one.

Naruto had been late for school; he was an orphan who rarely had time to sleep because he worked. Illegally. His diet usually consisted of ice cream, ramen, and crackers. Sometimes bread and cheese, but never vegetables. Vegetables were disgusting. And because he lived by himself, he could eat whatever he liked.

So instead of running to school with toast in his mouth, he had ice cream instead.

So as Sasuke was walking around the corner, still not asking for directions because he was proud, he didn't hear tiny foot steps turning around the same corner as well.

Naruto screeched to a halt, but not quick enough.

Sasuke shifted sideways, but not quick enough.

Ice cream on his twenty-five thousand dollar Versace suit was inevitable.

Sasuke almost begins swearing. ALMOST. He barely contains himself, see. His face was red.

But Naruto begins apologizing abundantly, and begins to cry. He was late, his ass was sore, his ice cream was on the floor, and now a man was going to yell at him.

So instead of acting like an asshole as he normally would, Sasuke awkwardly offers him his handkerchief. As Naruto looks up, Sasuke freezes. This blond had the prettiest face he had seen out of his twenty-one years! That simply was not possible!

Sasuke's pale cheeks began to glow with a faint crimson.

As the petite small blond takes it to wipe his tears, Sasuke's heart began to thump wildly. Why was this happening to him?

Even as the Authoress, I cannot say. However, I can only purely take this sudden fondness as lust.

Naruto then begins to wipe the ice cream stain, which was on his thigh. Right next to his crotch.

The blond is unaware and wonders why the weird man is shaking, and why he was red.

How innocent and naive can a child be?

Naruto continues to gently swipe the handkerchief around Sasuke's crotch, wiping as much ice cream as he could.

Our dear Sasuke was trying not to have a hard-on in the middle of street. Soon the cute boy stops and wipes some imaginary sweat on his forehead, before smiling cutely at Sasuke.

Our Sasuke is speechless, and he then noticed a problem was going to erupt in his pants, so he immediately thanks the little boy and runs to the nearest restaurant. He looks behind to see the little boy licking his fingers. His eyes widened as the little pink tongue peeks out to gently nudge at the stained hands. He looks up suddenly to see that the scary man was staring at him, ravenous. Naruto thought, `He must be really hungry. Maybe that's why he went into that big restaurant…'

Naruto took his finger out of his plump lips, and waved. A glisten of saliva was attached to the finger, and usually, one from an eight feet distance would not see it. But Sasuke, who had twenty/twenty vision saw the glistening string and he gasped loudly, before rushing into the bathroom. He ignored the angry manager who yelled out in some language about bathrooms only for costumers.

What a wonderful way to meet someone, yes?

That was the first time that Uchiha Sasuke realized he had a quite a difficult Lolita Complex. How else would you explain being horribly aroused by a young beautiful child such as Naruto himself? Also, the fact that he had never once seen such a boy, making them barely acquaintances…to have such an infatuation… How else could one explain it?

When Sasuke went out of the little men's room he saw to his disappointment, the pretty child was gone. Of course, he reasoned. The little boy had school. It was a Monday, after all.

Ever since that day, he couldn't get such a pretty face out of his head. You couldn't blame him. Seeing something that beautiful really takes time to forget about.

Uchiha Sasuke, billionaire, bachelor, and Business extraordinaire is a pervert, and whether or not he admits it to himself is an entirely unexplained part that will never be elaborated in this twisted love story. Or perhaps it will. Only time will tell.

Sasuke was a stalker.

He found himself wanting to see him before he went to work. Everyday. He had even decided to take the long route, just to pass by the school. Seeing the very slight glimpse made him happy.

Ah!

There he was! Light blue eyes and bright blond hair came tumbling along the sidewalk, shoving pass the children hand in hand with their parents.

The parents glare at him with utmost ferocity, as does their children.

They wonder to themselves how on earth the blond got into such a great school, and roll their eyes in disdain, telling their young child to stay away from the `bad boy' as they did every time they saw him.

Sasuke continues to watch him and as soon as he disappears in the white building, he drives off to work. It doesn't matter to him that just taking this longer route would cause him to be late. It was worth it, seeing him.

And so, for a closing message, I would like to say that calling Sasuke's complex a `Lolita' one may be contradictory. Since I believe Naruto is in fact a Lolita, despite him not being female. I want to call this something more proper to avoid arguments. Pederasty is the more proper term.

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