His Mysterious Boss

Disclaimer: I don’t own Naruto and am not getting any profit from this fanfic.
A/N: sorry, but it’s the day before break ends and I forgot to do a very huge project and am rushing to finish it, so I’m not going to respond to reviews this time >: I just wanted to update for all you guys who had reviewed and made me smile. Is there any way on this site to respond to reviews privately? Hmm, anyway, when I have time tomorrow, I’ll edit this chapter to respond to the reviews.

Also, please excuse Neji’s rudeness. He’s under a lot of pressure in this story, and seeing as he hasn’t met Naruto yet, he’s still in his “I’m-better-than-everyone” mode. But I promise he gets better as soon as Naruto “saves” him.
Please enjoy chapter 2 (:
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bachiari

Chapter 2: The Slightly Uncool Side of his Boss

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Naruto looked flabbergasted at Gaara, eyes wide as he thought back about what Sasuke had did to him for just implying that he had a crush on Hinata-chan. If Sasuke got word of this, which Naruto was pretty sure he would considering he had like five people watching him at all times, then Naruto was done for.

But Gaara looked so helpless and pleading that Naruto didn’t want to reject. Naruto hated not helping people, especially if he was in a position to help them.

If only he could call Sasuke without making it seem suspicious…

Oh yeah, texting. Naruto never really liked texting, but Sasuke had given him a phone with a messaging plan three months into their “relationship,” because Sasuke had learned about “sexting,” which was a form of having “sex” through text messaging, and had really wanted to try it out. However, a few experimenting texts and Sasuke had point blank refused to continue because “Naruto was an idiot and didn’t know how to text without chatspeak symbols and reading Naruto’s texts gave him a headache.”

His boss was really weird sometimes. He guessed that’s what happened when you had a deprived childhood like Sasuke and an overbearing, protective brother like Itachi. Surprisingly enough though, Naruto liked Itachi. The man was always looking out for Sasuke (even if he showed it in the weirdest of ways) and the man always volunteered his boyfriend, Deidara, to help him when Sasuke was being particularly bastardly. The reasoning was that since Deidara was forced to put up with Itachi’s moods, it only made sense that Deidara would know what advice to say to Naruto when the blonde was complaining about Sasuke’s bipolar tendencies.

It was strange that Naruto could tell Itachi almost everything and have so much trouble doing the same with Sasuke. He supposed that’s what happened though when you had a crush on someone. He didn’t care much about what Itachi thought about him beyond the point of giving Sasuke and him his blessing if the two actually ever got together and for Sasuke, Naruto found himself stumbling over each word in fear that Sasuke would think he was stupid. However, despite Naruto’s best efforts, Sasuke called him idiot, dobe, and stupid almost constantly. In fact if Sasuke didn’t throw in one of his “pet” names for the blonde in a conversation, Naruto would be sure that he would think something was wrong with his boss.

“I apologize for asking. Will you still come to lunch with me, Uzumaki-san?”

Naruto chuckled lowly, “Nah, it’s fine, Gaara. I’ll see what I can do about pretending to be your boyfriend.” He whipped out his phone, texting a message to his boss. “Why do you need me to pretend to be your boyfriend anyway, Gaara?” He figured it would be weird to call his own “boyfriend” with an honorific, so he supposed it was alright to just call him Gaara.

The redhead ignored his question, “Thank you, Naruto.”

“Mhmm,” replied Naruto absently as he pressed the send button on his phone. Hopefully that bastard didn’t have a heart attack when his people reported to him that he had his hand around Gaara’s shoulders. He opened the door of the car, sliding out. He turned and held out a hand to the redhead and Gaara pressed a pale hand into Naruto’s tanned one.

They walked into the restaurant, the picture of a loving couple. The woman in front turned surprised eyes at the two; while the city was pretty accepting of gay couples, it still wasn’t very common to see them in public.
She stuttered when she greeted them and even more so when she heard that Gaara was the person Neji was waiting for. She led them to the table; the first thing Naruto thought when the girl pointed out their table was that Neji really really looked like a girl. Like who put their hair up into buns these days, especially when you were a guy?

Gaara faltered at the sight, and Naruto found himself steering his “boyfriend” toward the table through sheer strength alone. Was Gaara that scared of seeing Neji?
Naruto let Gaara into the booth first before sitting down next to the redhead. Neji smiled prettily at them, with pearly white teeth and warm brown eyes. He was dressed in a pink sleeveless dress shirt that had Chinese designs whirling around on the top. His hair really was put up in twin buns, and his bangs were parted into two sides, leaving a small part of his forehead to show through.

“Hello,” and Naruto was amazed to find even Neji’s voice sounded like a girl’s, “One of you must be Gaara. I’m Tenten, Neji’s girlfriend. He went to talk to the chef in charge but he should be back any minute now.”

She’s a girl!? Wait, actually, now that he looked closer, the two bumps on her chest sorta gave it away.

“Oh,” said Naruto outloud, a smile on his face, “I thought you were Neji.” He gave a small chuckle, not even realizing that what he said could be offending.

The girl’s eye twitched, “You must be called stupid a lot. I’m guessing you’re not Gaara?”

“No, he’s not. I am Gaara. It is nice to meet you, Tenten.” However, Gaara’s face was clammed up; the man was showing no emotion, even though he had claimed in his words that it was “nice” to meet the brown-haired girl.

“Same here,” replied the girl with another smile, “Neji talks about you a lot you know. I couldn’t wait to meet Neji’s best friend.”

Gaara frowned at her words but before he could say anything, a man spoke, “Hey now, Tenten, don’t make me sound like a lovesick…who’s this?”

Surprisingly enough, Neji did look like a girl. Like he had totally long brown hair that reached up to the small of his back, almost the same length as Hinata’s. Speaking of which, Neji and Hinata had almost similar looking eyes, except for Naruto could tell Neji’s looked a tad less innocent, especially since the man was narrowing his eyes angrily at the blonde. The brown-haired boy was wearing pressed denim blue jeans and a white t-shirt with the hyuga clan symbol. He was wearing a slim black jacket over the shirt with chains crisscrossing to add details to the otherwise plain black jacket. And he was also wearing a fierce scowl on his handsome face.

“Hehe, I’m Naruto Uzumaki. Nice to meet you. Oh, and uh, I’m Gaara’s boyfriend.”

Neji blinked in surprise, his mouth open slightly, “You’re Gaara’s boyfriend? I didn’t even know Gaara swung for the other team, and even if he did, why would he go for someone like you?”

Naruto bristled, “Someone like me? You bastard! What the fuck does that mean?”

“Someone like you who has no standing to his name. You’re worthless and you don’t deserve someone like Gaara.”

“You –” growled Naruto, extremely angry. Who did Neji think he was to be able to shout such hateful words at someone he just met? And just because he didn’t have a family didn’t mean Neji had the right to call him worthless.

Gaara interrupted him though, a scowl marring his otherwise expressionless and flawless face, “Neji, I know you are angry that I suddenly brought my boyfriend here but I don’t appreciate you saying such horrible words to Naruto. Apologize.”
Neji scowled angrily, “I don’t believe you, Gaara. You can’t possibly be with this guy! I’m sure there are better guys out there!”

“Neji! Stop it,” repriminded Tenten. “I think Naruto’s an okay guy. Sit down, Neji.”

Neji still seemed angry, but even he didn’t have the guts to not listen to his girlfriend. He sat down with a huff across from Naruto, his eyes narrowed down at the blonde. The scuffle left the air tense and awkward, and Naruto found himself trying to make small talk.

“So, Tenten, how’d you and Neji get together?”

Gaara tensed next to him and Naruto found himself slipping his hand into Gaara’s under the table in hopes of comforting the redhead. Gaara relaxed next to him, even though a small frown stayed on his face as he listened to Tenten ramble on about Neji and her’s love story. Tenten was in the middle of her explanation of how Neji’s family and her family knew each other when a cheerful voice interrupted her.

“Naruto, I didn’t know you were eating lunch here! You should have told me.” Kiba stood at their table with a blushing Hinata in tow. Naruto hurriedly let go of Gaara’s hand, his heart beating fast. He didn’t really mind letting Kiba know his sexuality, but knowing Kiba, if he heard that he was “dating” Gaara, he would tease him nonstop about “Gaara-chan.” And knowing Sasuke, even if Naruto told him it was a “pretend” relationship, Sasuke would still be angered everytime he heard the name “Gaara-chan.” What Sasuke did to him because of his relationship with Hinata-chan would seem like child’s play compared to what Sasuke would do to him if he became convinced Naruto was dating Gaara behind his back.

“Kiba,” he said with a small, but sheepish smile, “What are you doing here? Aren’t you supposed to be at work?”

Kiba laughed at Naruto’s question, “Temari felt that it was wrong to order take out for lunch on Hinata’s first day of work so she decided to treat everyone left in the firm to lunch.” Without preamble, Kiba leaned over to whisper into Naruto’s ear, “If you ask me though, I think Hinata’s Temari’s type.” It was well known in the firm that Temari swung for the other team; she had claimed it was because her two brothers made the male gender so unattractive. The only male who had ever caught her attention was Sasuke’s right hand man, Shikamaru. And only because he was so intelligent and such a gentleman that he would “make any woman, even if she was lesbian, fall in love with him.” Naruto had scoffed at that, because when you got to know Shikamaru, gentleman would be the last word you would describe him with. Lazy would be more likely. It was also well-known that Temari had the hots for girls who were innocent, busty, and shy. It made sense considering how headstrong the girl was. Kiba continued his soft whisper, “And when were you going to tell me you swung for the other team, Naruto? I saw you holding that guy’s hand under the table.”

Naruto flinched and plastered an innocent smile on his face as if to say ‘I don’t know what you’re talking about so can you please just shut it.’

Kiba got the message, and he leaned backward, a huge smirk on his face. “Well, we’ll leave you four alone. Have a fun double date!”

“Kiba!” growled Naruto, annoyed. Trust the dog lover to flaunt this over his head.
Neji laughed darkly at Kiba’s words, “Trust me, we’ll enjoy it a lot more once a certain blonde idiot fesses up the truth about his relationship.”

Kiba blinked before letting out a growl of his own, “Could you please repeat that?”

“I said that once a – “

“I meant it rhetorically, Mr. Prissy Boy. No one calls my Naruto an idiot and gets away with it. And I know Naruto. Maybe he didn’t fill me in on the details before of his relationship with this redhead, but Naruto would never ever get with a guy he didn’t love.”

Naruto winced at his words, guilt welling up inside of him. Kiba was such a wonderful friend and here he was heroically defending him, but in reality, the soft-hearted boy was actually making the situation worse. And why was Neji so sharp anyway? Did Gaara and he not look like a couple or something? He resisted the urge to slam his head against the table because of the sheer stupidity of it all and instead focused on aiming a smile toward his now-redeemed-himself best friend.

Kiba smiled a little back, but was nowhere close in finishing his tirade against Neji. Angry, heated words spilled out of his mouth till it got to the point that Tenten stood, slamming her hands down on their table.

“Now listen here, dog breath, you better stop berating my Neji like this before you get your ass kicked. I don’t condone any negative behavior toward my Neji and you’re lucky that my Neji is nice enough not to beat you up for half the things you said to him. I mean seriously, Prissy Boy? You look girlier than he does!”

Kiba snorted at her words, “Me? Girlier? In case you haven’t noticed but your girlfriend is the one with long hair.”

Tenten seemed to get even angrier at his comment, “Are you implying that my Neji is a girl? Because let me assure you, Neji is, in every single possible way, a freaking male!”

“Jeez, Tenten, you certainly grew up crazy,” laughed Kiba.

Tenten frowned angrily, “Shut it, dogbreath. This is why I don’t talk to you anymore! Now get out of here before I tell Naruto all of your embarrassing stories, including that one time you kissed - ”

“Okay, okay, I get it already!” huffed Kiba, his frown mirroring Tenten’s for a split second. “I’ll leave you and ladyface here alone.”

“He does not look like a girl!” screamed Tenten, but Kiba had already walked away, pulling a blushing and apologizing Hinata away with him.

Tenten huffed and scowled and frowned, alternating between the three options for a full minute before turning angrily to look at the three guys with her, “Neji doesn’t look like a girl, right?”

There was an awkward silence before Neji assured her that he did not look in any way female.

Naruto though, inwardly snickered and agreed with his best friend.

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Sasuke was practically seething.

He had just been returning from his meeting when he was alerted that he had gotten a text message on his private phone. The only ones who knew the number were Naruto, his brother, Shikamaru, and a few other friends who weren’t worth mentioning. None of them really texted though, except for his brother who took it up to tease him about that one time he had gotten Naruto a phone to sext with. The whole incident was embarrassing enough especially since all of Sasuke’s seductive texts like “I trail my hand across your inner thigh and grip your cock, stroking it slowly and pressing all your sensitive spots, making you cry out.” were responded with “teme!!!1!! y r u txting me this!! working!! but I like u giving me a handjob!!” (1)

He quickly gave up the effort and hadn’t received a single text message from the blonde after he told the blonde frankly that his sexting gave him a headache. Naruto had laughed and told him that was a good thing because the whole sexting thing was too embarrassing anyway.

Anyway, the message had gone something like “friend asked me to pretend to be his bf for lunch. don’t freak out when u hear about it, OK?”

HOW WAS HE NOT SUPPOSED TO FREAK OUT?

In fact, when he got the text, he did freak out. He immediately lunged for his computer and called for his elite force of advisors to webcam with him through an application called oovoo. It relied on a videocamera that was designed specifically for computers, allowing people far across the continent to communicate in real time.

Itachi, his sometimes stupid but otherwise strangely intuitive brother, answered first. Rock Lee, the son of a respected though sometimes insane business partner who Sasuke somehow got along with, answered next. Shikamaru, with a bored expression on his face, answered last, drawling that it was stupid he was even webcamming with Sasuke when he was in the room directly below him.

He scowled at his screen, watching the three separate screens flicker on their own. Itachi had his arms wrapped around Deidara, his blonde boyfriend who was sometimes too flamboyant for his own good, and Itachi’s usually perfect hair looked soft and messy. Even though Deidara was obviously sitting on his lap, Itachi kept alert obsidian eyes trained on Sasuke’s face; Itachi took the role of being Sasuke’s brother seriously, sometimes too seriously. Sasuke silently thanked the Gods that Itachi and Deidara both were wearing shirts this time. After all, Itachi had once answered the webcam while still inside of Deidara, convinced that his brother was in dire need of his help. Luckily, the webcam only showed both of the insane men’s upper parts, but the sounds were enough to keep him from ravishing his blonde for a few nights. And trust him when he says that that didn’t happen very often and never without a good reason.

Rock Lee on the other hand was dressed in a…green tracksuit? Sasuke wasn’t too surprised since he always knew that the man didn’t possess a molecule of fashion sense (the man had a freaking bowl cut!) but seriously, a green tracksuit? The color itself was enough to blind Sasuke. When Lee realized that Sasuke was looking at him, Lee jumped backward so that the camera could catch his whole body onscreen before lifting his right hand into an upwards thumbs-up. He shouted something like “You look very YOUTHFUL today, Sasuke Uchiha! Perhaps we may go run off our YOUTHFUL energy together after you tell us your problems full of YOUTH!”

Sasuke rubbed his temple tiredly; Lee’s variations of the word young were the greenclad man’s favorite things to interject in a sentence and it hurt Sasuke’s brain to manually cut the variations out. Besides the man’s crazy obsession with the word however, Lee was actually an intelligent man who found answers to Sasuke’s problems faster than the other two. Then again, that may be because Lee was the only one who really paid attention in these sessions.

Shikamaru drawled the word troublesome before flicking his gaze elsewhere, obviously looking at something else on the screen.

Sasuke scowled at his computer, waiting for one of the four to ask him why he had called.

Surprisingly, Deidara was the one who asked the question first, “Sasuke-chan, why’d you call? Could you pretty please hurry up with it because Itachi and I have something to do soon...” Deidara whispered the last words seductively, turning to face Itachi with slowly blinking eyes.

Shikamaru groaned, turning his attention back to the OovoO part of the screen, “Yes, Sasuke, could we please get this over with quickly? It’s troublesome enough to deal with you and Naruto without having to deal with Itachi and Deidara in the same day.”

Deidara yelled something at Shikamaru that sounded suspiciously like “Shikamaru, you
bastard! You just don’t understand art!” while Itachi raised his eyebrows, obviously interested.

Itachi asked a second later, concern obvious in his deep voice, “What did Sasuke do to Naruto?”

Shikamaru snickered, delighting in the fact that he could complain about Sasuke to someone who actually knew what was going on, “A pretty girl asked Naruto to show her around and Naruto made the mistake to call her Hinata-chan. Sasuke immediately called Naruto up and gave him hickeys everywhere.”

“Shikamaru!” yelled Sasuke, scandalized. He knew the dobe told Itachi a lot of what they did together, but he didn’t want Shikamaru to start doing it too. It was embarrassing enough when Sasuke picked up the phone and Itachi drawled out, ‘I heard you entered Naruto a little too harshly last night. Be gentler.’ Whenever that happened, Sasuke would growl, then sigh exasperatedly, and then hang up. It wasn’t worth telling Itachi to not interfere with his life because well, Itachi would never listen. Sasuke didn’t resent it as much as he said he did; in fact he actually sort of enjoyed the attention.

Especially since just six months ago, Itachi would never have called him, acknowledged him, and/or admitted that Sasuke was his little brother to anyone who asked.

It was actually Naruto who woke his brother up from his misguided perceptions. One night Sasuke and Naruto had gotten roaring drunk and Sasuke had confessed his insecurities about his brother to Naruto. Ever since their family had died, Itachi had been harsh with him. He had bought him his own apartment once Sasuke had reached the age of eighteen and had ceased all contact, besides the monthly large allowances that came in the mail, with his brother. Sasuke didn’t remember everything that happened that night, but Nartuo took every opportunity to tease Sasuke about how much he cried and that “Sasuke-teme was a freaking baby."

Sasuke never regretted that night though because it was the impetus for Naruto to find Itachi (Naruto had an insane number of connections), punch him in the face, and tell him that Sasuke needed his “onii-chan!”

Itachi had been under the delusion that if he just left Sasuke alone, Sasuke would grow stronger and that the world would consider him stronger if he left the shadow of the legendary Itachi Uchiha and still made something of himself. When Naruto had screamed that worldy things like that didn’t matter compared to family bonds, Itachi had realized the truth and had seen reality. Soon after that, Itachi had called Sasuke up and they had a very “brotherly” fight. When Sasuke had won, Itachi broke down and confessed everything he had been thinking when he separated from his younger brother. Eventually, when everything was out in the open, the bond between the two was forged.

When Sasuke had thanked the blonde, the blonde had simply shook the gratitude off and said seeing Sasuke smile was enough. And that family was the most important thing in life, and if you let go of it because of your own stupid pride and delusions, then you would be a hundred times worse off. When Sasuke had questioned about his own family, Naruto had looked so heartbroken that Sasuke immediately sought out a way to comfort him.

That was the first night they spent together in bed, and it was certainly amazing. Sasuke would never forget how much he owed to the blonde for getting the two of them back together and apparently his brother never stopped trying to make it up to the blonde as well. It was funny how easily Naruto had wormed himself into their lives.

“Sasuke and Naruto are full of such YOUTHFUL energy! I am regretful to inform that no YOUTHFUL activities have happened with Sakura and I.”

Shikamaru laughed, “Maybe you should come to the dark side like the rest of us. Maybe
then you would get laid every now and then.”

“Shikamaru!” gasped Lee, sounding scandalized. “It would be disrespectful to Sakura to even think about someone other than her, let alone trying to think about a YOUTHFUL MAN!”

Shikamaru rolled his eyes, “You’re so troublesome, Lee. Sasuke, what did you call us here for anyway?”

Sasuke raised an eyebrow at the four people staring at him, wondering how he should phrase the situation he was in.

“It’s obviously about Naruto,” scoffed Deidara who was now trailing lazy fingers along Itachi’s chest. “Who or what else does Sasuke ever call us about? It’s certainly never business or anything important.” Deidara said the emphasized words with sarcasm; it was obvious Deidara hated the interruptions Sasuke made to “Deidara-and-Itachi-Happy-Time.”

“Hn.”

Itachi sighed, “So what did you do this time?”

“Why do you think I did anything? Maybe Naruto did something to me,” said Sasuke a bit bitterly. Why did everyone take the dobe’s side before his?

“Sasuke,” started Itachi gently, “usually the things you complain about are things you could have prevented if you just had an open conversation with the boy.”
Sasuke scowled, “Explain how I could have prevented this then. Naruto’s cheating on me!”

He expected the four of them to react more expressively than raised eyebrows, especially Lee, but apparently they all had gotten used to Sasuke’s melodramatics. “I really doubt the blonde is, Sasuke. How did you come to this conclusion?” his brother was the first to try to make sense of his words.

“He texted me saying he got a “pretend boyfriend.” Why would he need a pretend boyfriend if he has me?”

“Oh my gosh,” stated Deidara with barely disguised annoyance, “you should know better
than anyone that Naruto can’t turn down requests for help if the person really needs it. You’re just overreacting. Can Itachi and I leave now?” the last question teetered on the whiny quality.

“I’m sorry, little brother, but even I agree with Deidara. Naruto’s kind to everyone. Stop overreacting and just talk to the blonde,” with those departing words, Itachi’s screen want blank. Apparently, Deidara had finally gotten his lover to listen to him.

Lee started timidly, “I’m sorry, Sasuke, but I think too that you are overreacting.
Maybe you should just ask Naruto what he means.”

“Look, Sasuke,” started out Shikamaru, “maybe you’re getting a tad too possessive of Naruto. Give him some room. Don’t go blindly punishing him for every little thing he does that you don’t approve of. How about today when you confront him about it do it calmly like you do with your business associates? It’ll make Naruto realize you think he’s more than just a possession.”

“Hn. Shikamaru, come up here now. And prepare to leave.”

Shikamaru’s response sounded strained and exasperated, “Did you even hear what I said? Sasuke!”

Sasuke just glared at the screen until Shikamaru sighed and then closed the screen. Lee followed soon after, telling him to listen to Shikamaru before heading off on a YOUTHFUL jog.

Sasuke looked down at his phone, reading the text message with extreme anger. It simply said, “Naruto spotted holding hands with mysterious redhead, boss! What should we do?”

He knew it was just pretend, but he couldn’t stop the jealousy raging through him.

Apparently, the hickeys he gave Naruto wasn’t enough to remind him who he belonged to and Sasuke would have to resort to more drastic measures to make sure Naruto remained his.

“Draw up the map of Naruto’s location,” he ordered as Shikamaru walked into his office. Shikamaru sighed, scratched his head, muttered “troublesome Sasuke” under his breath,” before grabbing the GPS sitting on Sasuke’s desk.

Thank God he took the intiative to install a tracking device on Naruto.

When the results came up, Sasuke was surprised to find out that his dobe was in Neji’s restaurant. Before long, Shikamaru and Sasuke were in the elevator, heading down to the parking lot.

Just you wait, dobe, thought Sasuke angrily, I’m going to teach you who you belong to...again.
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(1) Please excuse Naruto's horrible texting skills XD. He only texts this way though because Sasuke suddenly gave him a complicated phone and told him to learn how to text xD. So he ended up texting super horribly hehe.

A/N: I think I had way too much fun writing the webcam scene; hopefully if you guys like, I can write another one?

Anyway, hope you guys enjoyed! (:

Also, there will be an update soon, but I just wanted to reply to this reviewer who so nicely called my fanfic a spin off of "yaoi 101."

Uhm, it wasn’t three chapters, the first one was a prologue… And it wasn’t just having the “lunch” together that made Sasuke get jealous, it was because Naruto had texted him that he was pretending to be someone’s boyfriend. Sasuke knows he’s a bastard, he knows he sucks with emotions, and he is so frightened to death that Naruto would be stolen away from him because he thinks that someone like Naruto deserves someone better than him. Also, if you actually read the chapter closely, Sasuke was a neglected child. With no parents and with Itachi pushing him away for seemingly no reason, Sasuke had thrown everything of himself into his work. Though it isn’t explained till the next chapter, Sasuke even tried to use the relationship of Naruto to further his position in the company (though I feel by writing this that I am giving far too much of the plot up.) And okay, maybe I haven’t explained it yet, but the two were together for six months before, Sasuke at first had treated Naruto like shit because he couldn’t care less about him, only about furthering his position in the company. Later on, when Naruto had saved him from a downward spiral because of his relationship with Itachi, Sasuke started realizing his feelings for Naruto. And Sasuke doesn’t really show his possessiveness over Naruto besides the “marking his territory” which Naruto compares to sort of how a kid is possessive over his toys. Sasuke doesn’t talk feelings with him, Sasuke doesn’t treat him like a normal human being because of their nature of their relationship (gosh, Sasuke doesn’t even know how to have a normal conversation with Naruto without jumping him which leads to Naruto thinking that it’s all convenience; where else will you get a willing sex subject?), and Sasuke doesn’t ask anything about him. Also, I’m not making all the characters gay just because I want to; I’m making them so because people are requesting them. Also, I feel as if you are juding the characters based on what happened to them in the anime. This is an AU for a reason, darling, their actions are going to be different because they had different circumstances. For one thing, Naruto’s father is still alive. Don’t you think that would change how he acts? And seriously, if you were used for sex for six months straight with no human affection like cuddling and stuff, wouldn’t you start to act a little bit more submissive? Especially if you were all headstrong like Naruto and then forced into a girl position. Though honestly, by the summary, were you really expecting it to not sound a bit like “yaoiland” in the first few chapters? I appreciate your review, and I know you weren’t trying to be harsh, but I just feel like you judged far too quickly. Thank you.