Hola! *hides behind corner* sorryaboutnotupdatingbutschoolstartedandshitandithoughiwasgoingtodie. Anyway, new chapter, and I think I may have mentioned that things were going to be slow as far as updating would go. I was school, and a social life... somehow. Anyway. logging on and seeing the comments you guys leave just makes my heart happy and makes me want to keep writing. Anyway, here is an extra special chapter just for you guys. Love you all! Enjoy! Sorry if I don't respond to everyone, there is actually a lot and I am really going to do the newest ones or the ones I really want to reply to. :)

Giselleags- thank you so much! I actually normally don't even like AU's but this one when I thought it up stuck to my heart. Heheh, I have Sasuke planned out completely in my head. Don't worry about your fluff, it will definitely make it in here ;)

Mgluvsbl25- YASSSS! I actually really hate Sakura, in the manga too. But I need that bitch for this story lol. she is gonna make things juicy later, just you wait.

Killua17- Your'e completely right. Sasuke is just a little too possessive.

I felt like I was walking on eggshells the whole day. I felt his icy glare on my back the entire day. He purposely gave me more paperwork than normal, so I couldn't go do my normal coffee runs for people and less frequently needed to go make copies. I knew there was a storm brewing and I just fucking walked into it like a dumbass.

Sakura was hot yes, but she didn't make my heart stop of my stomach flip. All she did was make my buddy stand at attention like a good soldier. She didn't turn my legs to jello either, and I didn't get flustered just thinking about her. I sighed and ran a hand through my hair as I transferred a paper to a digital copy and filed it away in a file box at my feet.

Had Sasuke ruined everyone for me? If anything I should just keep Sakura mad. Or keep her around just to spite Sasuke. Fuck I didn't know what I was going to do. Everything was as hectic as was, but now it was just crazier. I fucking hated this.

Why did it have to be me? Why did I have to be falling for some guy, when I had plenty of other choices that I could easily obtain? Never had I ever had issues getting girls in my bed. It wasn't like I was lacking in some way in that department.

Running a hand through my hair and thought about it more. Maybe it was his power. Maybe I was attracted to the oozing confidence. I'd never been with someone who was so sure in their actions, in everything they did. Imagine him in bed.

Immediately images of him pounding into me filled my head and I blushed furiously, attempting to push them from my head. After our little interaction in the elevator yesterday I knew how amazing it would be, despite the fact that he was a man.

Realizing I was beginning to accept how I felt about him I slapped myself mentally. I never thought I was gay. I never had issues getting it up for girls and I sure as hell had never gotten it up for other guys. A little spark tickled my brain, something Sasuke said. 'Only for you.'

That's what he had said when I told him I wasn't gay. It was beginning to click. Sasuke had never felt this way either. This was all new to him too, but he was willing to accept these feelings. Why wasn't I?

I think it was some sort of confidence issue. I had fluxing confidence. One moment I could be oozing it, feeling like I was the coolest fucking person on this planet. The next moment I could feel so small I could disappear and no one would notice.

Yo, fuck emotions. I was already so done with whatever the fuck was going on. I should just march in there and demand that he either quit bothering me of fire me. Then I should go over to Sakura and tell her we were really over because I know she isn't what I really wanted.

But of course I wouldn't. I had no balls for that type of confrontation. Hell I could barely talk to Sasuke at this point. And when I did it was breathless and husky and sometimes made no sense. And I would be too afraid Sakura would rip off two of my very precious jewels. I hung my head in my hands, but went to mechanically answer the phone when it rang.

"Naruto Uzumaki, how can I help you today?" I said my voice sounding very monotone and slightly disgruntled. I sounded as done as I was. I sat up straighter in my seat ready to help this person and get on with my fucking life.

"Naruto. My office. Now." The tone was clipped and I knew immediately who it belonged to. With a click the voice was gone, however it took me a few more seconds before I was able to hang up the receiver. I was so fucked. This was exactly the kind of confrontation I was avoiding. I could feel his eyes on me now, and as I turned around to look at him, he was drawing the blinds on the windows surrounding his office, so nobody would see. His eyes were narrowed on me. His glare was scarier than Sakura's.

I sighed and ran a hand through my hair. I rubbed my face and stood up. I left my jacket, I had worn a button up and suspenders with a tie today trying to change up my attire a little. I was now happy for the change in neckwear, now he couldn't use my tie against me.

I slowly walked to his office and he looked pointedly at me. He knew I was stalling. I knew I was stalling. I didn't want to in there. I knew I would be getting some sort of punishment. Some part of me cheered with glee, anticipating the encounter but the rest of me-the sane part of me- was just plain scared. Especially because I had been considering his feelings all day.

I opened the door, and it slid open without any noise. I had only been in here once or twice to hand him some papers that had been delivered. He was now leaning against his desk, crossed ankles and hands in his pockets. When I walked in he raised his chin to look me over. I felt my heart leap into action mentally snapping its sweat band in preparation for the work it was about to do. My stomach had already won the Olympics so I don't know why it even tried anymore.

My body betrayed me. From the moment I laid eyes on him. It's like it had its own agenda, like fuck the brain side of Naruto we don't need him. My hands were in on the act too, clamming up like little shits. My legs were the same case. Fuck my body. My cheeks gave away the most, heating up to resemble red apples and making the scars on my face more prominent.

"Shut the door." He murmured, ice in his voice. The chill sent shivers up my spine and I could tell in his eyes he knew. He knew what sort of power he had over me. He knew that with the flick of his wrist I would be his. And I knew it too, even if I didn't want to admit it.

"Why were you kissing her Naruto? I don't know how many time I must reiterate my statement before you get to through that blushing head of yours. I let your first misgivings slide, due to the amount of alcohol consumed. But this is you, out rightly defying Me." he said, the anger building in his voice, but his demeanor still cool. If you didn't know his emotions like did, you would think he was just passive.

But I knew. He was pissed. Livid even. And he didn't need to be animated to display that. It was all in his eyes, his voice. Both of which made me weak in the knees and made me shake like a leaf. I began to imagine him taking me on his desk. I glanced over. The papers would go flying everywhere, and hopefully his nice MacBook would be preserved, but I'm not saying I would be still in the slightest. I licked my lips at the thought… Sasuke deep inside of me, hands all over me, lips sucking on my-

"Naruto, look at me." he said coolly. My head snapped to attention, but my previous thoughts were lingering in my head. My cheeks heated but I held my gaze, still picturing him fucking me on his desk. Fuck, I mentally slapped myself and tried to shove the thoughts in a drawer in my head but it wasn't working. I couldn't help but think about hot it would be for him to fuck me at work.

"Now. Answer me." he said, this time with a smirk. He knew what I was thinking about, the bastard.

"Um, I we were I mean I…" I scrunched my face trying to form a coherent thought. Damn why was it so hard to 'word' right now? His smirk deepened at my stuttering and I couldn't help but redden further, if that were possible.

Taking a deep breath I tried again. "She kissed me. But I didn't stop I-" I sighed again trying to put my thoughts into words "I like the way she makes me feels" I scrunched up my face. No that wasn't right "No. she makes me remember I'm not going crazy." That was more it but it still wasn't right, I shook my head and turned away from him. I couldn't think while looking at him. I paced the room. How do I explain kissing a girl to my non lover who thought I belonged to him?

"She is what I know. She is easy, she is simple. This-"I said motioning between Sasuke and me, "this is foreign. I don't know what this is. This is complicated and makes me think way more than I want to when it comes to this. She is safe. This is risky." I said, finally getting my thoughts out.

He nodded and stalked towards me. He grabbed me by my belt loops and pulled me close. I tried to struggle away but when he just pulled me closer I gave up. He was so close I could taste the mint on his breath, and the heat from his skin radiated onto me, heating everything and making my toes tingle. I already felt my legs going weak, and knew if he tried to kiss me he would have to support me again.

"you don't think this is new to me?" he murmured "do you think I get the hots for every guy I see, and kiss them in bathrooms and elevators, and invite them to work for me?" he asked pulling me closer now, our lips just brushing while he was talking. One of his hands snaked up my back to support me further.

"What did I tell you that night? How many times must you be reminded? You're mine. This. This right here-" he said skimming his lips down my neck, rousing a whimper from me "this is only for you."

His lips came down on mine, slow but passionate, sending shivers down my spine and causing me to lean into the kiss. His hand released my belt loop and traveled up to tug on my hair, deepening the kiss. Having only kissed him once like this before, my tongue was eager to meet his. I felt my hands snaking their way into his hair on their own accord.

He pushed me back so I was sitting on his desk, and the papers went flying. I couldn't help but smirk a little as a remembered my little fantasy. Fuck. This man. He would be my undoing.

He pulled out of the kiss suddenly. And released me, leaving me hungry and wanting. I huffed, both angry at him and myself. I would never be able to control myself around him, would I?

"I have work to do, I'll call for you when I find it necessary." He said in a business tone, fixing his tie. But I could see the smirk on his face. Fuck that bastard. I huffed and left the room in a whirlwind. I was glad I was wearing boxer briefs, which would contain my boner a bit easier than normal boxers. What the hell was I going to do?