Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Thoughts of a Submissive ❯ Meet team 7 ( Chapter 1 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Anihihi 
Meet team 7.
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 03.27.2010 | Pages: 1 | Words: 799 | Visits: 820 | Status: Work In Progress
Meet team 7.
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 03.27.2010 | Pages: 1 | Words: 799 | Visits: 820 | Status: Work In Progress
Prologue
Wherein Sasuke waits, Pinky smiles and Naruto is testing
(***)
The woman annoyed me to no end. Even when I had called earlier this week to make an appointment with her boss and told her my name, the tone of her voice changed from ‘business’ to 'sugar sweet’. I did not like sweets and hated sugar in my coffee. So it was only natural to hate that woman. How the hell had she gotten the job anyway with that hair of hers.
She continued to smile at me with her pink coloured lips.
Argh, that pink again.
I looked what seemed impatiently at my watch, in reality my nerves were eating me alive.
Ten more minutes. I still had a chance to escape from this madness. I had to repeatedly remind myself that it was I who wanted this. It was I who went through all the trouble of calling, researching and losing sleep over this day. I wasn’t going to back down now, damn it. I wasn’t-
Damn it. There she was again. No thank you, I do not want coffee with milk and sugar, no I’d rather have a gun. Why the hell was she still standing here? Oh yeah, I hadn’t answered her yet. Still, how oblivious was she, didn’t she sense my aura of death and decay. Nope, still standing and smiling, I guess she didn’t.
“I’m fine, thank you.”
I rolled my eyes at her retreating back, no one could see me anyway. I wish I hadn’t glanced at the clock behind her office while rolling my eyes. Approximately four more minutes. I felt sick. Sick in the head.
I tried to inhale through my nose and exhale through my mouth to calm my nerves. Whoever said the thing about the calming, lied. Or maybe it was just me. I tried to come up with things I would have to say. Or things he would say. Too bad it made me more anxious. Damn him. Damn me. Damn that Pinkness behind the bureau.
I almost panicked when I saw the time.
3.45
Now I really felt sick. I wouldn’t get up and leave though.
'I want this, I want this, I want this, I want this. I want him, I want him.'
To my surprise the little mantra had calmed me. And I realized that I indeed wanted this. And him. Mostly him.
With renewed confidence I gathered my jacket to enter his office as soon as I was called.
3.48
I looked at Pinky to make sure she was doing her job. Which, if you must know, she wasn’t. She was staring at me. Again.
The little lamp on her phone was flashing red and no, she did not notice. I’d be damned if I let her ruin my first impression on that man, so I cleared my throat and shifted my eyes from hers to the phone. It still took her four seconds, yes I counted, to get my hint. To my horror though, when she was about to answer it, the phone stopped flashing. I was praying to god it wasn’t her boss. Maybe I should have prayed to someone else.
Her cell phone started to ring and this time she was fast to answer it.
“I’m so sorry sir!” she almost screamed. I hoped she would get fired. Immediately. “Eh..? Yes, of course it does, why wouldn’t it?” she asked confused. I sighed.
“Ah, …hah…hah…” Pinky laughed and scratched the back of her head. She reminded me of a sheep while laughing. Maybe even a goat. Okay, a cow more likely.
I wondered if he would summon me inside, because honestly, I was getting impatient. He didn’t.
Was he testing me? If so, what did he expect me to do?
Just as I was about to rise and march to that Pink Cow’s desk the phone rang. I stopped dead and held my breath.
“Would you like me to send him in, sir?” I braced myself. “Of course sir.”
The secretary put the phone down and searched for my eyes. With her everlasting smile in place she said:
“He’s expecting you, mister Uchiha.”
I nodded once and turned to my left to walk towards the dark brown door. Towards Uzumaki Naruto, the most desired Dominant of Konoha City. The most desired man of my dreams and the man I hoped to call Master in the near future.
Too bad I had overlooked a tiny little detail.
He was gay, right?
Riiiiight…
Wherein Sasuke waits, Pinky smiles and Naruto is testing
(***)
The woman annoyed me to no end. Even when I had called earlier this week to make an appointment with her boss and told her my name, the tone of her voice changed from ‘business’ to 'sugar sweet’. I did not like sweets and hated sugar in my coffee. So it was only natural to hate that woman. How the hell had she gotten the job anyway with that hair of hers.
She continued to smile at me with her pink coloured lips.
Argh, that pink again.
I looked what seemed impatiently at my watch, in reality my nerves were eating me alive.
Ten more minutes. I still had a chance to escape from this madness. I had to repeatedly remind myself that it was I who wanted this. It was I who went through all the trouble of calling, researching and losing sleep over this day. I wasn’t going to back down now, damn it. I wasn’t-
Damn it. There she was again. No thank you, I do not want coffee with milk and sugar, no I’d rather have a gun. Why the hell was she still standing here? Oh yeah, I hadn’t answered her yet. Still, how oblivious was she, didn’t she sense my aura of death and decay. Nope, still standing and smiling, I guess she didn’t.
“I’m fine, thank you.”
I rolled my eyes at her retreating back, no one could see me anyway. I wish I hadn’t glanced at the clock behind her office while rolling my eyes. Approximately four more minutes. I felt sick. Sick in the head.
I tried to inhale through my nose and exhale through my mouth to calm my nerves. Whoever said the thing about the calming, lied. Or maybe it was just me. I tried to come up with things I would have to say. Or things he would say. Too bad it made me more anxious. Damn him. Damn me. Damn that Pinkness behind the bureau.
I almost panicked when I saw the time.
3.45
Now I really felt sick. I wouldn’t get up and leave though.
'I want this, I want this, I want this, I want this. I want him, I want him.'
To my surprise the little mantra had calmed me. And I realized that I indeed wanted this. And him. Mostly him.
With renewed confidence I gathered my jacket to enter his office as soon as I was called.
3.48
I looked at Pinky to make sure she was doing her job. Which, if you must know, she wasn’t. She was staring at me. Again.
The little lamp on her phone was flashing red and no, she did not notice. I’d be damned if I let her ruin my first impression on that man, so I cleared my throat and shifted my eyes from hers to the phone. It still took her four seconds, yes I counted, to get my hint. To my horror though, when she was about to answer it, the phone stopped flashing. I was praying to god it wasn’t her boss. Maybe I should have prayed to someone else.
Her cell phone started to ring and this time she was fast to answer it.
“I’m so sorry sir!” she almost screamed. I hoped she would get fired. Immediately. “Eh..? Yes, of course it does, why wouldn’t it?” she asked confused. I sighed.
“Ah, …hah…hah…” Pinky laughed and scratched the back of her head. She reminded me of a sheep while laughing. Maybe even a goat. Okay, a cow more likely.
I wondered if he would summon me inside, because honestly, I was getting impatient. He didn’t.
Was he testing me? If so, what did he expect me to do?
Just as I was about to rise and march to that Pink Cow’s desk the phone rang. I stopped dead and held my breath.
“Would you like me to send him in, sir?” I braced myself. “Of course sir.”
The secretary put the phone down and searched for my eyes. With her everlasting smile in place she said:
“He’s expecting you, mister Uchiha.”
I nodded once and turned to my left to walk towards the dark brown door. Towards Uzumaki Naruto, the most desired Dominant of Konoha City. The most desired man of my dreams and the man I hoped to call Master in the near future.
Too bad I had overlooked a tiny little detail.
He was gay, right?
Riiiiight…