Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Strawberries and Whipcream ❯ Strawberries and Whipcream ( Chapter 1 )

The moon was the only form of light illuminating the little village of Konoha. Silver rays of almost translucent light cascaded through the treetops and rested upon the dingy roof tiles of homes and apartment buildings. The sky was an inky black, dotted with silver specks of light and wisps of violet clouds. The air was calm, not a breath of wind to rattle the trees and cause any sort of stir of an animal. In a sense, the foggy night was almost too perfect. And, like any perfection, it was quickly broken…

The blur of orange bounced from roof to roof, footfalls even and causing little noise. Indigo shoes, nearly worn to death, supplied little traction and almost caused the ninja to fall from the fourth roof. He fell to all fours, the tall canister he was holding making a distinct metallic sound against the clay roof tiles. He winced to the sound, as the silence of the village supplied little other noise to rival such a thing. "Shhh!" He hushed, grabbing the bottle to his chest, his aqua eyes darting around as if expecting someone to come up and attack him any second. His slight fear slowly ebbed away, a hand reaching behind to feel in his back pouch, grinning as he felt what he needed, glad none had dropped on his journey. He slowly stood, tilting his head up to the sky a moment, inhaling a thick breath of chilled air before he looked ahead, determination lighting his eyes.

The vulpine grin never left his face as he darted from roof to roof, apparently intent on stopping at a certain place. He was careful not to make any more mistakes by falling, and continued to leap from place to place. His stealth skills had improved since he was younger, though he still needed some work, he was confident he could do this little task he had in mind. His eyes narrowed, keenly sighting a certain apartment complex that stood out from all the rest. At the sight of it, his mischievous grin only grew and he quickly hopped onto said roof. He leaned down the side, careful not to fall and careful not to drop the precious cargo he clutched to his chest. He grasped onto the side of the gutter, lowering himself on the window sill and peering curiously inside. The room was almost too dark to truly see in, but he could feel the presence inside it.

The window had been left slightly open, apparently to let the cool air in and drain out the summer heat that had pooled inside the bedroom. Gingerly he pushed the window pane aside with his foot, glad the hinges were new and didn't make a creaky noise when opened. 'Sasuke no teme…I will so get you back for insulting me all those times.' He thought, his eyes lighting up in the darkness of the room, a feral smirk lighting his features as he paced into the rather drab looking room. The lump on the bed shifted, Sasuke's head barely being seen as it poked out of the covers, he was now laying on his spine. 'Perfect!' He mentally cheered as the boy rested in just the right spot to have his prank done. He slowly trailed over to the bed, crouching low just in case he was sensed or heard. The curtains shifted as a light breeze took the room, allowing the moonlight to pool into the small bedroom.

Naruto's eyes narrowed as he scrutinized the Uchiha who was still in fact sleeping. He took note of the even rise and fall of his chest beneath the thin cotton blanket, and the way the moonlight played across his almost porcelain face. He inched closer along the side of the bed, watching the boy's profile now and taking note just how beautiful the Uchiha was. He scowled at such a thought, though he knew it was true, he always knew the boy was pretty. Hell, everyone knew the boy was pretty, though he always denied he paid attention to that fact until now. He shook his head, causing his locks to ruffle and his headband to tilt askew. 'Baka! Mission! Just remember the mission, don't concentrate on him!' He mentally yelled at himself, holding the metal canister closer, and slowly inching up on the bed, careful not to dip the mattress too dramatically. His free hand drifted back, grabbing a small square box from his hind pouch, and settling it on the bed next to the pillow. He unwrapped it evenly, his eyes darting back in case the boy might stir due to the light crinkling sound.

As Sasuke didn't so much as twitch to the ripping paper, he let out a gentle sigh of breath, turning his eyes to the fruits that now lay in a green wicker basket. He absently picked up a plump red fruit, popping it into his own mouth and chewing as quietly as possible, letting his aqua eyes trail back to the sleeping ninja. He mentally wondered how Sasuke could be so relaxed, as he normally was so tense around him and just about everyone else. It was kind of odd seeing him this venerable. And he almost felt guilty for what he had planning, the boy just looked so peaceful laying there in dreamland. 'Ignore what he looks like… Remember the time and effort that went into getting the whip cream and strawberries!' He mentally told himself, and he reluctantly nodded to his own words. It had been a lot of trouble sneaking into Iruka's house to nab the last canister of whip cream as well as stealing the little box of strawberries from the vender. He couldn't really back out now, he'd come this far after all…

He crept up on the mattress, his eyes watching the black-haired boy, much like a cat would watch it's prey. His eyes glowed oddly in the night, though the Uchiha still seemed oblivious to the blonde's presence. He popped off the lid of the bottle, licking his oddly dry lips as his whole form rested on the bed now, causing a slight dip the other ninja didn't seem to notice yet. He swallowed his berry rather dryly, feeling slightly nervous now. What if the boy woke up? He shook his head, dismissing such a pessimistic thought. No, he was a ninja. A damn good ninja! He could get through this little mission fine, nothing would stray him from his path. Nothing! His little pep talk would have worked, had the Uchiha not stirred at that exact moment. His heart nearly stopped and his eyes grew wide, watching as the boy shifted, his lips parting as a sigh escaped and mingled along the warm cheek flesh of the boy perched above him.

"Nn…Na…" Sasuke murmured sleepily, making little sense as it was to the blonde.

His heart finally found it's beat, beating at a rapid pace as the boy below him settled again, all emotion wiped off his face and it was set back into a impassive mask. He held in a breath still, not brave enough to let it out in case the puff of air caused Sasuke to wake. He grasped the bottle of whip cream, his fingers clutching it painfully so, making sure there was no way it'd fall from his hand by accident. He shook the can, the dull noise sounding upon the once silent night air, but the Uchiha barely stirred due to it. 'I have to hurry up…damn thing.' He muttered mentally, annoyed that he had to shake the canister at all, and mad at himself for not being smart enough to remember to do it before he came into the room. Finally the can was shaken as well as it should be, and he made a grab for the strawberries, pulling the basket closer to the sleeping boy's head. He rested his left hand on the other side of Sasuke's skull, his right preparing the canister, his finger resting on the trigger.

His eyes scanned the boy's face a moment, almost taking a moment to etch the way he looked into memory before he was soon to coat said face in a white treat. His grin faded some, his face contorting into a look of concentration as he was sure to stay as silent as he could. His index finger applied pressure to the ivory nozzle and slowly bits of fluffy cream was emitted from the entrance. The string of cold, surgery substance trailed down to the face of Sasuke, resting on his brow and along his right cheek. The Uchiha flinched in his sleep to the sudden flash of cold, though continued to sleep. Naruto continued this act until the whole face of the boy was covered in a thick blob of white cream. At the sight he bit back a laugh, and instead rested the almost empty canister down and reached for the strawberries. However, his movement was immediately stopped when he heard the boy shift again.

"Nnn…Naruto…" He whispered rather huskily, shifting once more under the blanket.

Naruto stopped dead in his movement, eyes slowly looking down to the Uchiha who had whispered his name. Blood quickly rushed to his face, staining his tanned cheeks a dull cherry, his heart beat sped up again, neglecting the fact that the boy still seemed to be asleep. He wondered if he had been found out, wondering if perhaps the Uchiha would spring up and kill him any second, but death never came, though the boy didn't settle as he had done before.

"…Stay…" He murmured, his body shifting again, his arm extracting itself from the blanket and latching behind Naruto's neck, bringing the blonde back over himself.

'Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. SHIT!' He yelled in his mind, his own personal mantra as he was pulled closer to the black-haired teen. He wasn't expecting the night to backfire this much, and all he could really do was stare at the cream-covered face of the raven-haired boy as he pulled him on top of himself. Naruto winced slightly, expecting the other ninja to wake up and beat him senseless, but it never came, and he ended up melting on top of Sasuke. Warmth immediately flooded through every fiber of his being, and his bright eyes couldn't pry away from Sasuke's face, or whatever he could really see of it anyway. His hands perched on either side of Sasuke's skull, a failed attempt at trying to push himself upward in hopes of escaping the boy. The Uchiha's arm was still firmly wrapped around his shoulders, and he couldn't really get up due to it, so he limply lay there pondering how he would die.

The hand glided upward, along the back of his neck and finally resting in his golden locks. Slender fingers curled around the spiky strands, marveling at the silky softness the spikes possessed. "Koi…" He murmured, digits gliding easily along the other boy's skull, massaging the scalp almost tenderly.

Naruto bit his lip to keep himself from making any noise, the gentle feeling upon his head was almost numbing, and the scent trailing up his nostrils was poison to his brain, causing it to nearly turn to mush. Why did Sasuke have to have this affect on him? The boy wasn't even awake for god's sake! But, here he was, caressing him like this, and he had a right mind to stay as long as he could. His once widened eyes were close to closing, wanting to feel the whole extent of the little touch, but as he was pulled closer to the boy's face, reality slowly began to sink into his mushy brain. 'Out of here now!Must…move!' He growled to himself mentally, but for some reason his limbs decided it would be humorous if they didn't listen to him.

Of what Naruto could see of Sasuke's lips, he took notice as they curled into a smirk, tilting his head to the boy perched above him. "Kitsune…" He whispered hotly, causing a shudder to run down the blonde's spine. Sasuke's opposite hand rose up from the mattress, cupping the boy's cheek as his face slowly inclined closer.

Naruto's breathing had turned a tad erratic, having a thought of what the Uchiha boy would be doing next. He knew he should leave, or at least move away, or something -- but, for some reason he found himself leaning down to Sasuke, wanting to feel his lips on his. He ignored the fluffy white substance on the dark-haired teen's face, he didn't seem to take anything into account. His lids slowly fell over his eyes, his head leaning downward still, waiting to meet the petal soft lips of his 'rival'.

His head inclined fully, meeting the blonde's lips, moving his against his in a chaste embrace. He shuddered slightly, the feel sending waves of fluid warmth to course throughout his frame. His sleep muddled mind had told them it was another dream, another dream with his Naruto, and he welcomed it. He tilted his head slightly, his tongue running against the smooth surface of the boy's bottom lip, asking silently for entrance.

Naruto gasped softly at the feel of the moist warmth against his lip, his mouth unconsciously parting, letting the Uchiha explore every inch of his cavern. 'I…should…leave. B-Before…he wakes…up.' He tried his best to push logic into his mind, trying to make himself turn away, but he couldn't. This was actually real, he was actually kissing the boy of his dreams, why would he leave now? Cautiously he sent his tongue forth, delving deeply into the Uchiha's oral cavity, tasting the boy for the first time. His arms slowly moved, latching under the fellow ninja, pulling his frame closer to his, having a need to feel his body against his own.

Sasuke arched forth, pressing his frame against the other's, molding himself with the boy. He was about to send his mind over the edge, indulging in the blissful sensations running throughout his body, only to find one simple thing off. His taste. He knew how Naruto tasted, at least a thought on how he tasted, and for some reason the boy had a different taste and fragrance. His brows furrowed in momentary concentration, slowly extracting his exploring tongue to his own mouth, soon resting back upon his spine.

The kitsune was confused a moment as the Uchiha's vigor left, feeling at a loss as the boy pulled away. Slowly his eyes opened, full lips parted as he panted for much needed air. His mind was sluggish, still brimmed with the feel of the boy's touches, unable to grasp the situation fully. Confused blue eyes peered down to the boy who had yet to acknowledge why he had pulled away so suddenly. Slowly thoughts trailed their way into the fogged mind of Naruto, and his eyes widened in realization. Sasuke was asleep, he didn't know what he was doing, and by the looks of it he was waking up. 'SHIT!' He yelped, trying as discreetly as possible to snake his arms back from under the boy, glancing frantically to the window an a hope of an escape route.

Before Naruto could even extract himself from the boy, Sasuke's lids fluttered opened and dark onyx eyes were now staring rather confusedly up to Naruto. He blinked a moment, trying to will the fog of sleep to leave his eyes as he concentrated on the blonde still perched above him. Absently he licked his lips, feeling a sweet substance upon them, the little taste that had thrown his whole dream off. Slowly he adjusted to the dim light, finally taking notice of the boy's features, noticing an odd trail of ivory cream marring his tanned face. 'Whip cream?' His muddled mind asked himself, unable to understand why he would dream up something so odd. Unless…this wasn't a dream… His eyes widened in momentary surprise, letting everything sink in as he shot up to a sitting position. "N-Naruto?!" He growled, his voice boarder-line frantic.

"Um…" He leaned back, resting an arm around his skull in nervous fashion. "Nice night huh, Sasuke no teme?"

His eyes flashed with muted embarrassment and mild anger, he didn't understand why the blonde was in his room, or the fact he had whip cream all over his face, but at the moment he didn't care. His pale cheeks colored slightly as the kitsune was still watching him intently with those bright blue eyes, his hand had long since swiped across his own whiskered cheek to take a blob of the white cream. His eyes refused to widen any more, no matter how suggestive the scene before him was. Naruto has proceeded to lick his fingers free of cream, in much the same matter a fox or feline would. Such a innocent, yet knowing look from the blonde sent a wave of uncertain pleasure to course through him straight to his lower regions. He growled, wrapping the blankets more tightly about his lower half, "Out. Now."

Naruto blinked, eyes misting back to their original color as he realized what he had been doing. He chuckled nervously, hoping to play such a scene off as he bounced cheerfully from the bed. "Ne…Sasuke's thinking naughty thoughts again?" He grinned cheekily to the Uchiha who merely glared. Naruto found it quite interesting how he could ruffle the boy's feathers so easily, and he enjoyed the flustered boy to the cool and calm one he always seemed to be.

"Out." He repeated, wondering if his cheeks could burn any more as he eyed the boy.

"Fine, fine." He murmured, a little disappointed he couldn't stay, but the happy feeling of knowing how the male felt about him quickly burned the disappointment away. He hadn't budged just yet, and Sasuke looked much like a caged animal as the kitsune approached the bed once more. Gingerly he rested his hand against the Uchiha's cream covered cheek, extracting the substance and eating it coyly. "Night, Sasuke-kun." He murmured, licking his previously white-stained lips before he made his way to the window.

He hadn't waited for the Uchiha to respond, knowing he'd be hit for what he had just done. He briefly wondered when he had turned so bold, but got an odd thrill from being in control. The memory of the writhing boy flashed in his mind and he grinned unconsciously, as he darted from roof to roof. His plan had back fired some, as he had been doused in the sweet treat as well, but for once he hadn't minded. He actually knew the boy's feelings, and that took a giant weight off his shoulders. His bright eyes looked up to the beaming moon, giving his silent compliments to the giant glowing orb. The night had been perfect, despite the flaw in his plan. He had no regrets.

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Author’s Notice:

I’m sure you all are very curious as to how this fiction even came into being. And, if you’re not curious in the least, I don’t care -- I’m gonna tell you anyway. ::grin:: Now, this stupid thought has been bugging me since two months ago in History class. I was bored as ever, and only thought of this title. I didn’t want to make it too suggestive, but then I thought such a thing could be a prank Naruto plays. He was going to pour the whim cream mentioned all over the boy’s face and crush strawberries to add to his hair -- After all, strawberry goo would be crazy to get out of hair and the boy would be sticky/smelling like strawberries for a long while after. Good prank, ne?

Then, I decided to make it interesting by having Sasuke wake up … or, almost wake up and find what Naruto is doing by complete accident. Naruto’s plan backfires of course, but he questions if the night was really bad overall. Yuss, that’s my idea/fiction in a nutshell. I hope you decide to read though, there’s a nice little scene in the middle, and I enjoyed writing the ending as well. Though, if there really was a PWP/Random fiction genre … I would have picked it, believe me. Well, I hope you enjoy this random little thing anyway and are nice enough to tell me what you think at the bottom. I know Naruto probably could have picked something better for his prank, but I’m not him, and I didn’t think this idea out so thoroughly anyway. Bear with me, I know Naruto would have been a better prankster than I, but that’s o.k… I hope.