Gamble

Disclaimer: Do I even have to write these anymore? You know I don’t own it.

“My master plan includes: a wig, a garter, and a cone bra.”
Nexus

Gamble

Normally a Saturday to me is a joyous time, to celebrate and laugh with friends. It’s joyous like any of those make-you-feel-good holidays. This Saturday was different. The alarm clock rang at 6 a.m. because I had forgotten to shut it off the night before in my state of confusion and alarm.

I hauled my ass out of bed with a stretch and a yawn. I looked around and to tell you the absolute truth I was shocked and mildly scared. I could see my floor. Not only could I see it I could see the colour of it. It was like rancid milk. Or whatever other foul thing that can hide in a refrigerator for 230 days unnoticed, before some idiot decides to try the delicious looking mystery item. Usually that idiot is me.

Now I have a good understanding of why we covered our floor with a varying degree of mystical objects, mainly clothes and worthy unmentionables.

But today I had a mission. Well everyday I had a mission but today’s mission was worthy of I, Uzumaki Naruto. Today I was gonna shock Sasukes brain into the next dimension, and I would be victorious. I’m not gonna hold back anymore.

I’m releasing the beast!

The bars were coming loose and the chains being released. I’m going to be like the kyuubi from the play. I’m going to be the coy, sly, seductive beast. Sasuke or anyone else for that matter wouldn’t know what hit them.

I’m going to be the sexual fantasy! I’m going to be the guy that is covered in chocolate sauce on silk sheets. I’d damn well be a fantasy for anyone. Heck, Jiraiya would want me!

It is now time to employ my deliciously evil plan! It was my turn to turn the tables on this game, and once Uzumaki Naruto gets started there’s no stopping him!

**

I would have to say that in all my years of living I have ever done something this rash and bold. Yes, I have snuck into the girl’s change room before, and yes I have called old women hot. But trust me they were dares. Well not the first one I did that of my own free will. Heck, I’d do any dare and for some reason I’m glad nobody knows that or it would have been used at least once in the past year. Sasuke would get me for sure, and now that I know what he’s capable of that thought sort of scares me.

But this wasn’t a dare this was the result of my mind finally going on vacation and leaving my body. This was pure 100 percent idiocy. I stood in front of my bathroom mirror wearing the extraordinarily small, lacy, black dress. Oh but that wasn’t even the worst part. I had on a blonde wig that reached about mid back. My eyelids were decorated with light blue eye shadow and my lips were covered with strawberry gloss.

Yes, I have finally lost all sanity.

But your probably thinking Naruto what have you done? But that’s not even the worst of it. I had replaced my boxers with black lacy panties, and guess what I had boobs. True, they were 100 percent fake but they looked damn real. It had taken me awhile to get the gel just right on my skin and then to tone it to my skin colour perfectly. But it had been a major success. Not to mention the net-stockings and black high heels. I also had a little black purse filled with all my girly necessities.

Yes, I am aware I have lost my mind, and I don’t like repeating myself.

But you have to remember when I, Naruto starts with a mission I perfect it to a tee. This was no exception. Though I do have to say it is a little much. Maybe I had gone a little over the top on this one, maybe just a little far on what I can clearly call revenge.

Knock. Knock

But as I opened the door and saw the shock written all over Sasukes face like it was stuck on with permanent maker.

It was so worth it.

**

Now clearly your wondering what happened when I opened my door. Well, I’d like to say I had to pry Sasuke’s jaw off the floor because of my stunning beauty as a woman but that is so not true. Instead I got one of his ice bitch glares and had to live through a minute in Antarctica. But if Sasukes blowjob hadn’t been completely clear to me for some reason I was now at this very minute certain that Uchiha Sasuke was gay.

Very, very gay.

Well not like, “Oh Naruto, lets pick out new clothes for you, I’d think you’d be positively sexy in pink!” I mean more like, “Get on your knees by the bed so I can screw your bloody brains out and make you feel the best transcending time orgasm you’ve ever had.”

That sort of gay. And I’m sorry if the thought still scares the shit out of me. The thought that I’m the one Sasuke wants to screw into the mattress and make certain I can’t walk for about a good solid week.

Now sitting with him in the passenger side of his smooth, sleek, sexy, black car I sort of felt awkward. He hadn’t said a word since he’d knocked on my door. Well, to damn bad for him he was just going to have to live with it.

If he was going to make me wear a dress then I was damn well going to play the part and act as a woman. I sighed and slumped down letting my legs fall open sort of forgetting the important fact that I was wearing a dress, a very short dress that sort of exposed a little much with certain actions. I was keenly aware that the drivers eyes were clearly not on the road and that we just passed a sign that read 100 km/h.

“Uh, Sasuke the road,” I looked at him through half lidded eyes and smiled at him coyly.

He gulped and looked away.

He likes me! As a woman! Or maybe not he wasn’t at all interested in my perfect breasts he was interested in my panty cover dick. I leaned over the shifter placing my, oh so perfect breasts over his right hand and turned on the radio.

I watched his face the whole time and saw how he shifted uncomfortably at the feel. So he really did like boys.

Hot muscular boys.

And apparently so did a hell of a lot of other people. My mind started to wander to the past weeks events. I’d kissed Gaara, I’d taped Neji in a shower, I sort of let Sasuke give me a blowjob than later realized that was taped, and now I was wearing a dress and apparently my hand had a mind of it’s own and was trailing circles on Sasukes arm.

He shivered and I smiled slightly, so the ice prick shows emotions when I touch him eh? Let’s see what else I can get. I trailed my left hand up his arm and across his neck to stroke his jawline.

“Sasuke-kun,” I leaned forward and whispered huskily into his ear. See how he likes it.

Bitch.

I began to lick his ear slowly my teeth raking across the outer shell. My right hand traveled down to rest on his right thigh which twitched under my fingers.

“Sasuke, I want you,” Well hell, if that wasn’t the horniest voice I’ve ever used in my life.

And Sasuke almost stepped on the brakes of his car in shock, his fingers tightening on the steering wheel.

Now it was time for me to ruin his fabulous little mood, and in no way did this plan have me dumping a bucket of chocolate sauce on Sasukes head. And no my mind was not supplying me with weird images of that strangely now ever present fantasy.

No sir! I was thinking nice innocent, pleasant thoughts. That didn’t consist of sexy Sasuke and friends.

“I want you dipped in chocolate sauce,” Oh… Oh shit. I did not just say that aloud. I was now to damn afraid to pull away from his pale neck, I couldn’t even hear the radio anymore. All I could hear was my heartbeat and complete and utter silence.

“You, want what?” I felt him trying to turn his head to look at me but I kept my face firmly implanted to the side of his neck like a second head. But using my superior intellectual skills I came up with a grand solution.

“I want you and Neji and Gaara in a crazy, wild foursome.” But indeed I forgot that my lesser mind had taken a vacation today. I hope it was having a good time because I damn well wasn’t.

Immediately I felt a jerk and flew backwards to hit the passenger side window with a little too much force. It took me exactly a minute to realize what was going on.

Sasuke had pulled over on the highway and was glaring at me which could possibly freeze hell.

“You want what Naruto? I hope I just didn’t hear you clearly.” Sasuke leaned over the shifter and grabbed me by the collar. “You better damn well not mean that Uzumaki because you fucking belong to me.”

“To hell I belong to you! I didn’t ask for your tongue to be shoved down my throat or for you to suck me off in a damn public place!” I yelled at him shoving him off.

“You didn’t seem to mind either Uzumaki, and frankly, you don’t have a say in the matter.” He looked at me then with a smirk, a deadly, seductive smirk. I was almost brought to a sense of utter clarity where I realized why the girls actually liked him. But then he pulled me in for a kiss and that was shot to bloody hell.

It was just like the first one, insistent, and damn well hot. But this time I didn’t open my mouth for him and kept it closed.

But like I’ve said countless times before he’s a manipulative bastard and he just had to push his fingers into my lower jaw so he could pry his tongue into my mouth. Today he tasted like some sort of tangy substance and I was instantly reminded of cinnamon and something else. He pulled away and I just looked at him.

“As long as you know who you belong to Uzumaki, I don’t think you’d like the punishments I can come up with for slaves who disobey their masters.” I glared at him then. He was by far Konoha’s number 1 bastard!

He pulled back onto the highway and I spent the next five minutes staring out the window for spite. I glared at all the happy trees, and other forestry objects we passed. Then I realized they’d eventually be turned into some type of furniture and frankly that was pretty close to how I felt at the moment.

The next moment we arrived at this grand house, probably the biggest house in the whole damn area. Sasuke parked and started walking to the house not even opening the door for his ‘girlfriend’. I walked out and stayed a step behind him and as we were invited inside I came to a conclusion.

My second mission was going to be brought into play and Sasuke wouldn’t even know what hit him!

**

Sorry for the long overdue update but my chapters sort of type themselves and this one wasn’t really working to well with me. It’s an okay chapter more like a filler and just to let you know what Naruto’s got planned. Blah. I’m a little off on this chapter can’t say it’s my favourite, but the next ones the party which a lot of you have been hoping for. I really hope it’s not a disappointment.

Remember you can always say what you want to have Naruto do for Sasuke in the slave thingy.

Also you can guess what the second plan is if you really want. I “bet” you’ll never get it!

As a side note I first thought of calling this story you’ve been blackmailed but Gamble sounded better. Maybe I’ll call one of the chapters that.

Oh and if anyone wants to do fanart for this piece of fiction I’d so love to see it!!