To See Your Face

To See Your Face 4


It felt weird for Naruto to have Sasuke watching him day after day – for Sasuke came every day and stayed almost Naruto's entire work schedule to watch what he did at the dojo. Sasuke was unobtrusive, staying secluded off in a corner. In fact, he had made it so that he was particularly hard for the students to see, making sure they wouldn't feel awkward training in front of him.

Yet Naruto knew Sasuke was there. He knew Sasuke was making observations, and it was as though he could feel Sasuke's eyes on him, practically dissecting every move he made. It flustered Naruto more than he thought it would. When his students’ were watching him it was one thing; knowing Sasuke’s eyes were on him was completely different. Naruto idly wondered how Sasuke could have no qualms taking off his clothes for the camera while knowing there was a full set of people watching you fuck your naked brains out. Naruto was having trouble with just Sasuke’s eyes always on him when he was fully clothed.

Naruto couldn’t help noticing the many pages of notes Sasuke wrote. There were so many pages that Naruto had thought Sasuke had started writing out his book. Instead, Sasuke had said he was just outlining and note taking. Talk about an overachiever.

After several weeks of Sasuke taking detailed notes of everything Naruto and his students did, the weight of Sasuke's eyes always watching him began to make Naruto wonder about something. Sasuke seemed like he didn’t truly enjoy having sex on camera. Yet the night that Naruto had come to visit, he'd been kicked out, and Sasuke had almost immediately began to pound into that slutty woman. Though, if Naruto were honest with himself, he was being unfair as he had to admit that Sasuke was also a bit of a slut.

Shaking the negative thought from his head, he went back to his new theory: Sasuke only had so much trouble orgasming on video because there was a room full of people watching him. It made sense. It made a lot of sense actually. After all, Naruto with only Sasuke analyzing him still felt like he had to be top notch in case Sasuke caught even the slightest mistake. He couldn't imagine a whole team of people analyzing him having sex. Sasuke had immediately shot down the notion for a threesome; clearly he didn't want anyone to watch him during his ‘performance.’ Not to mention Naruto was sure they had to start and stop the sex scenes repeatedly. That had to be a bit of a letdown stimulation wise.

When he told this theory to Sakura (who still insisted on having "girl chats" with him), she shot down the idea right away.

"You're drop dead gorgeous! If Sasuke is as big a horn dog as you say, he should want to sleep with you. And I know from experience how wonderful in bed you are. You'll be able to snag his attentions!"

Her advice wasn't comforting. For one, she seemed totally oblivious to the fact that Sasuke just wasn’t gay. Not to mention it made Naruto feel guilty that Sakura considered him such an amazing lover when he had broken up with her. Naruto also felt even worse knowing that there'd been an opportunity for him and Sasuke to have sex and Sasuke had blatantly turned him down.

No. Naruto was going to take what he got, and he was going to take the renewed friendship he had gotten back with Sasuke, even if Naruto felt weird having Sasuke just watch him all the time.

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One night after a late karate practice (as most of his younger students had to have evening classes after school), Sasuke had stayed late, looking like he wasn’t ready to leave even as Naruto was getting ready to lock up. Most nights Sasuke took his notes, thanked Naruto, and left with the students.

"How goes your writing?" Naruto asked, wiping a towel across his forehead to get rid of the excessive sweat after a vigorous session. Naruto may or may not have been trying to intensify things to impress Sasuke.

"I've gathered a lot of data," Sasuke said nondescriptly. It didn't really tell Naruto whether or not he had actually even begun writing or not. The ridiculous stack of notes was proof he’d gathered a ‘lot of data.’ "I was wondering if you could help me with something," Sasuke said. Naruto looked at Sasuke intrigued.

"Yeah, of course. What do you need?"

Naruto was unprepared for the way Sasuke's knees bent and his foot swept behind his legs, catching Naruto completely off guard.

However, Naruto wasn't a karate master for nothing. The towel in his hand became a tool, and he threw it at Sasuke’s face to distract him. He used the time and the momentum of jumping up to avoid Sasuke’s leg to back flip once and put distance between himself and Sasuke. Sasuke's advances didn't stop. He flung the towel away before dropping to his hands making his hands the only thing touching the floor. His right leg shot up and kicked toward Naruto's chest while his left leg stayed low to the ground aiding in his balance.

Naruto tilted backward slightly, allowing the base of Sasuke's shoeless foot to only graze upward along his chest. Part of Naruto registered that Sasuke had taken off his shoes and socks, meaning he had planned on attacking him. Thankfully Sasuke had made sure not to kick out at him with a shoe covered foot. Those kicks would have hurt a lot more. Even so, Naruto could feel the force behind the blow.

Naruto caught Sasuke's ankle and flipped him. As Naruto flipped Sasuke in a one-eighty, Sasuke's hands crisscrossed over his twisting body so the palms of his hands rested flat on the mats. He used his other leg to kick backward at Naruto's groin. Naruto twisted his thigh to block the majority of the blow, but it loosened his grip on Sasuke's leg as Sasuke had intended. It allowed Sasuke to plant both his feet firmly on the ground near his hands. He used his hunched position to roll forward away from Naruto before jumping up with his hands placed loosely but obviously defensively in front of himself.

It finished as quickly as it started.

"What was that for?!" Naruto screeched out upset and angry. Sasuke was a good fighter. He was extremely good, and he'd almost taken Naruto down without a second thought. Part of Naruto was tempted to make some offensive moves. He’d been acting completely on the defensive. He wondered if Sasuke’s defense was as good as his offense.

"You've taken some kung-fu as well as karate. Your movements aren't limited to just linear patterns. You bend and twist and control your body as necessary but you teach your students strictly karate. I'd say you’ve had at least an additional five years of kung-fu on top of karate as well as some other martial arts styles," Sasuke noted thoughtfully.

Naruto glared daggers at Sasuke. Now that his body wasn't acting on instinct, he could see what Sasuke had done. Sasuke had used kung-fu to attack him. While Naruto could fight, he wasn’t the best at nit-picking what others did. His body was trained to move.

Karate used more of the person's available strength where as kung-fu used the body's movements and fluidity to help empower the user. In his quest to become a better martial arts fighter, Naruto had dabbled in all sorts of types to better help him. He kept to lines and what not for training his students, but his own fighting style was very distinct because of all the blended forms he had studied.

"You've taken kung-fu, for at least twelve years," Naruto mused.

"Fifteen," Sasuke said with a proud nod. "Karate is quite different. Inferior, but still usually effective when it comes to fighting nonetheless." Naruto snorted. Most kung-fu artists tended to look down on karate, saying it was inferior because it relied more on the person's supposed strength than ability. However, it was also the main reason Naruto had stuck with karate. He'd taken the “inferior” form and had fought and won many matches against supposedly more experienced fighters of the more “superior” martial arts. Each user needed to find his own style, and while Naruto was personally better at and preferred karate, he didn’t think any one style was better than another.

"Why didn't you say anything sooner?" Naruto asked, crossing his arms.

"I wanted to see how seriously you took me. You considered me a real threat right from the start without even knowing of my training," Sasuke said.

If he had stopped to think about it, it had actually been in the back of Naruto’s mind. He'd remembered Sasuke helping him take out that group of guys that had ganged up on him back in middle school. Even then he'd had a feeling that Sasuke had had some martial arts training, but he had figured that with all the time Sasuke had watched him, he would have wanted to join in if he still practiced.

"You're an asshole," Naruto growled angrily.

In truth, he was angrier at himself than Sasuke. A part of him felt that he should have realized with Sasuke's excellent stamina and the immaculate shape his body was in that he had to work out somehow. The fact that Sasuke could hold his own against him (even though Naruto was sure that in a true fight he'd be able to kick Sasuke's pale, sexy ass) turned him on.

Naruto had to turn from Sasuke, feeling flustered that Sasuke had gotten him so hot and bothered by riling him up like that.

The breath left him as a hard blow to his back sent him stumbling forward. Sasuke was fast and quickly kicked the lower part of Naruto's calf to make him fall hard to his knee. Sasuke was on Naruto's back in an instant, using the weight of his body to force Naruto’s face down against the mat. He gripped Naruto's wrists and pinned them to his side.

"Never turn your face from an opponent," Sasuke growled angrily, heavily in Naruto's ear.

Naruto felt his face burn in humiliation. Fuck, he didn't really want Sasuke to get off of him, but he was pissed that the bastard had taken a cheap shot at him when his back was turned. Didn’t seem very honorable to Naruto. He always told his students to face their opponents. To Naruto, the only time such a shot was acceptable if it were life and death. Usually it meant that you felt your opponent was stronger than you.

"What, am I supposed to expect you to jump me every time you see me?" Naruto growled. Sasuke got off of Naruto as though he’d been burned.

Naruto twisted his hips as he pushed off the ground with his shoulder, landing in a crouch before standing up straight.

"Happy now? Did you get the data you needed?" Naruto asked.

"No. I'm not happy," Sasuke said. He glared at Naruto as though he had been the one to attack him. As though Naruto had somehow hurt him. He huffed and glared angrily before storming out of the dojo.

The anger faded, leaving Naruto feeling confused and hurt. He didn't understand what had set Sasuke off, but something sure as hell wasn't right with him. Naruto hadn't done anything wrong. Sasuke had watched him train, had gotten to know Naruto's style, and therefore had the advantage. Sasuke had then gone and attacked him without any proper warning, a dishonorable thing to do, and then attacked him again when his back was turned. If they had been strangers on the street Naruto would have expected someone to disregard the rules of engagement. Naruto taught his own students not to back down or turn their back on an opponent. But he didn’t expect Sasuke to be such a prick.

What kind of teacher was he that he was doing all the wrong things in front of Sasuke? Naruto’s face burned at the thought that Sasuke befuddled his mind so much that years of training ingrained to the point of instinct were wiped away when Sasuke was involved.

Even though he knew he was the better fighter, he still felt utterly humiliated. Not just because he had acted so stupidly, but because he had acted stupidly in front of Sasuke.

Not for the first time Naruto was grateful that his apartment was right next door to the dojo. He quickly closed up shop and headed home, glad for some alone time to think.

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Close to midnight, when Naruto's nerves had finally settled down and he'd contemplated going to sleep at last, Naruto got a text message. He did a double take when he saw the sender was Sasuke.

Are you awake?

Naruto quickly replied, his heart beating fast and hopeful. Yes.

I need to talk to you in person. It's important. I'll be over soon.

Naruto stared at his phone incredulous. Sasuke wanted to come over, now, at midnight? It was both erotic and romantic, even though Sasuke probably hadn't meant it to be so. Naruto quickly looked around his apartment and noticed that he had a lot of stacked up ramen bowls and dirty laundry just hanging around. Normally he wouldn't have minded, but it had taken over his apartment to the point where he wasn't sure there would be a place for Sasuke to sit.

Since he’d been trying to impress Sasuke, he’d done his best to train harder, meaning he usually walked into his door exhausted and began to strip his uniforms off before entering the shower. It even smelled a bit musky.

He quickly texted back.

Why are you coming over? Are you sure you don't want to just call me? It's pretty late.

When Sasuke didn't reply in the next few minutes, Naruto cursed as he went through a whirlwind of taking all the ramen bowls and stacking what he could fit in his small dishwasher. The remaining bowls ended up in the sink before he went around frantically throwing all his dirty clothes from the living room on his bed. Looking at his bed, a feeling of hope rose inside him as he decided he’d be optimistic and cleared his bed just in case. He shoved the clothes into his hamper and piled the rest in his closet where he shut the door. He haphazardly stacked magazine, DVDs, and a few karate books up against his bookshelf or under his TV.

After “cleaning” everything, Naruto felt jittery just waiting with nothing left to keep him busy before Sasuke arrived. He almost wished that Sasuke would call or text him. Taking a deep whiff of his room, Naruto found a bottle of febreeze and quickly drenched the place with the stuff. He had to open a window to air it out.

It seemed to take a while for Sasuke to get from his place to his apartment. Naruto was starting to wonder if Sasuke was even coming. Then again, Naruto had mapped out the fastest route when he had kind of been stalking Sasuke. But Sasuke had been coming to the dojo for weeks! He should know where the place was after so long.

When the apartment door finally buzzed, Naruto jumped in alarm. He practically ran to the door and threw it open, only to step back in complete and utter shock.

"Hi!"

Instead of Sasuke, Asoka, the girl that had offered the threesome at Sasuke’s place, the one Sasuke had fucked as soon as Naruto had left the apartment, stood scantily clad in his doorway. She wore a fishnet body suit and black lacy panties and matching bra over top of it, as though that would be considered decent. Before Naruto could even say anything, she pushed past him and walked inside, her red hair bouncing against her back.

"What are you doing here?" Naruto croaked out. She turned as she stood in the middle of his living room, putting her hands in front of her, using her arms to push her breasts forward.

"Sorry about that. You were probably expecting Sasuke. I didn't have your phone number, and he wouldn't give it to me – your number or his cock – so I just borrowed this for a bit," she said as she took out a slim, black phone from inside the left cup of her black bra. Naruto recognized it as Sasuke's.

"That's Sasuke's! You stole his phone!" Naruto said, pointing at it. She rolled her eyes and giggled.

"You're so silly! I only borrowed it. I'll give it back. I needed it so I could come find you! Took me a little longer than I would have liked, here I am!" Asoka giggled again as she put the phone carelessly down on his coffee table before unhooking her bra and sliding off her black panties, revealing that the fishnet body suit was crotchless.

If Naruto were still into girls and into casual sex, he knew he'd be in most guys’ fantasy heaven. As it was, he wanted cock, and more specifically, Sasuke's cock: not Sasuke's booty caller.

"Asoka -"

"Ooo! You even remember my name! It sounds so sexy coming from your lips!" Asoka squealed as she bounced over to Naruto and ran her fake fingernail down his cheek in a manner that was supposed to be seductive. Naruto pulled away, mortified.

"Umm, you need to leave," Naruto said.

"Oh, don't worry! This is perfectly fine. Sasuke and I aren’t a couple. And he told me that you're not attached. This isn't about attachment. Just nice, fun sex," Asoka purred as she pressed herself against him. Naruto was beginning to get annoyed. He grabbed her wrist and pushed her forcibly away from his body.

"I'm being serious," Naruto snarled.

"Oo! You can be as hard as you want with me. Grip me harder!" Asoka squealed. Naruto let go of her wrist, bent down and picked up her discarded underwear and bra, and shoved them at her. Asoka pouted. "You are serious. You really don't want me."

She looked honestly hurt at his rejection. He had a feeling she wasn’t the brightest crayon in the box.

"I'm not into girls," Naruto said, figuring that would help her take the hint. She pulled up her panties, but didn't bother to put her bra back on as she huffed toward his door.

"That's what Sasuke said! Said he didn’t like girls and that’s why I always had to take it up the ass!" Asoka cried as she slammed his door behind her.

Naruto's jaw dropped. He stood there stunned. Had she just said what Naruto thought she said?

From outside, Naruto heard Asoka give a frustrated cry, breaking his attention. A few moments later, a soft knock came to his door. He walked hesitantly to it, pushing it open a crack to see what Asoka wanted.

Instead of Asoka, Sasuke stood there. Naruto opened the door wider. He blushed, wondering if Sasuke had really told Asoka he didn’t like girls and made her take it up the ass. He never saw that in the porn videos.

"I see Asoka found you," Sasuke said after a moment of silence, gesturing behind him to Asoka’s retreating form down the street. She turned and yelled something nasty at Sasuke who merely ignored her. "Can I come in?" Naruto opened the door wider and let Sasuke come in, shutting and locking his door behind them just in case. He walked over to his coffee table and grabbed Sasuke's phone.

"Do you mind explaining to me what the hell just happened?" Naruto asked as he handed Sasuke his phone back.

Sasuke sighed and looked off to the side, glancing around Naruto’s apartment. His face went suddenly serious as his eyes fixated away from Naruto. It took a moment before he began to speak.

"She came over, looking for a quick fuck. I told her I didn't want to see her anymore. We had been partnered together due to our…work. I quit work, and she was mad about it. She asked for your number to have fun with you. I refused to give it to her. She pulled my phone off the charger and ran out with it. The only logical reasoning I could think of for her to do that was that she either one: wanted revenge by stealing my phone or two: she was going to get your number. She caught the elevator before I did. Even taking the stairs to try and catch her, she was gone. It took me half a minute to remember that I had your address information stored with your number. I decided to see if she had accessed that information and headed here."

"Did you, uh, talk to her as she left just now?" Naruto asked. Sasuke nodded, his eyes still fixated off to the side. It sounded like she had screamed something at him, rather than talked to him.

"She told me you had my phone and seemed distraught at your rejection," Sasuke said as he lifted his phone up lazily in emphasis, his eyes still not looking at Naruto. It was really beginning to bother Naruto that Sasuke wasn’t looking at him.

"Yeah, well. She’s way too pushy. Why would you go with a girl like that?" Naruto wondered, trying to prompt Sasuke back into conversation. Instead, Sasuke ignored the question.

"Nice collection," Sasuke murmured. Naruto followed Sasuke's eyes to where he’d been looking the entire time and cursed himself. How could he have missed that when cleaning?

There, right on top of his haphazardly piled DVDs, were all of Sasuke's porn movies.

He had a feeling he had some explaining to do.

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Oh, Naruto. Whatcha gonna do now? Anyway, hope you enjoyed the chapter! ~ Jelp