Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Menagerie – A Collection of Naruto Shorts ❯ YOU With Him: a you & Sasuke parody ( Chapter 5 )

This is a parody fic, making light of the overabundance of Mary-Sue, self insertion, and YOU fics on ff.net & mediaminer.  This comedy drabble features Sasuke & YOU.   Enter standard disclaimer here.  Nope, not mine, not mine at all…damn…   Menagerie – A Collection of Naruto Shorts Story Five – You With Him By – Wicked Innuendo

You can’t believe you’re actually standing in this room…his room. The gentle sensation of butterflies flutter through the pit of your belly as the reality sinks into your bones.

His room.

Sasuke’s room.

You’re the envy of all the women of Konoha. You’re in Uchiha Sasuke’s boudoir. Now, how many women can say that they’ve actually been here? Not many. Of that, you’re sure.

You run your hesitant fingers over the unmade black satin sheets of his kingside bed. The down comforter must have been kicked to the floor the night before and the sheets are in a twisted mess at the bed’s foot.

Good times had happened here last night, you giggle at the sweet fantasy of the last Uchiha’s strong hands on the swell of your hips. Those hands…in dreams, he is a fucking god.

Discarded boxer-briefs, grass stained wide collared shirt; you pick them up, the smell of his manliness lingers on the garments as if he just pulled them off. You toss the clothes in the basket to be laundered because you know how much he likes for his clothes to smell April rain shower fresh.

Your eyes are drawn back to the bed. It captivates your attention and holds your gaze with the mysteries of him. You’re compelled to the bed, his bed as if your feet move on their own accord. You hope and pray that he walks in and decides that he must ravish you; these thoughts run over and over in your mind like a vicious carousel of sexual debauchery.

You collapse onto the bed that smells so much like him. In waking dreams, you call him your Sasuke and he smiles that rare smile of his, sweet words of affirmation and love pour from his lips.

“I need you, I want you, help me restore my clan, bear my children, be my life mate.”

You close your eyes, stretching out on his bed, replying to his beseeching, “Yes! Yes! Yes!”

You are the happiest girl in the world, the future Mrs. Uchiha and mother of the Neo Uchiha Generation.

A throat is cleared and your eyes snap open. It’s him and he’s standing in the doorway. A scowl adorns his ever youthful face, wisps of dark hair fall in his onyx eyes. And then he speaks and your heart skips a beat.

“I pay you to keep the compound clean, not soil my linens. Get out of my house freak, you’re fucking fired!”