Two Hands Are Better Than One

Title: Two Hands Are Better Than One
Author: Sparticus_Sun5705
Summary: Unwilling to back down from Naruto's challenge, can Sasuke take what Naruto has in store for him?
Rating: R
Pairing: NaruSasuNaru
Feedback: Greatly appreciated!
Beta: None
A/N: Hello everyone! This is my very first attempt at writing something like this, so I can't guarantee it'll be good. I don't mind flames or if you tell me you don't like it. I just want everyone's honest opinions. So with that said...
Disclaimer: Naruto is the property of Masashi Kishimoto.


Chapter One: Sweaty Boys


After an unusually intense sparring match between the eternal rivals, Naruto and Sasuke, the two men lay motionless on the ground, save for the rhythmic raising and lowering of their heaving chests. The two had spent the majority of the day trying to best the other, when both knew it was pointless. Punches were blocked, kicks averted, jutsus equalled, and so it was inevitable that there would be no winner in today's match. But both being male and easily angered, neither would give an inch in their fight.

Long gone were the days of Sasuke taunting Naruto and thinking he would always be "dead last". Naruto had grown exponentially, not only in his physical prowess and jutsu abilities, but also with his new level of maturity. No longer was he the loud-mouthed brat who took fun in pulling ridiculous pranks. He had grown wiser over the years, and with this, many people who once shunned the blond boy now recognized him for his strength and intelligence. Of course, none of this mattered to Sasuke. Sure, Naruto had grown up, but when it came to the icy Uchiha, Naruto reverted back to an angry 12 year old. He couldn't help it. There was just something so irritating about the Uchiha that made Naruto's blood boil. Whether it was the haughty manner in which he went about doing EVERYTHING, or the way he seemed to do everything so perfectly, so effortlessly. All done with a bored look on his face-unless directed at Naruto. Then the usually stoic Uchiha would lift one corner of his mouth up into his trademark smirk, knowing the reaction he would get from his blond-headed friend. Because nothing pissed Naruto off more than seeing that look on Sasuke's face. The one that always reminded him that he'd never be as good as the Uchiha.

Sasuke didn't taunt Naruto like he did in the past. But it didn't mean the insults weren't still there, whether said with a bitingly harsh word or given with a knowing look. Growing up side-by-side with the moronic blond, Sasuke knew first-hand how much the other had grown. Though he didn't want to believe it when they were kids, Sasuke now knew of the power that the other possessed. On more than one occassion, Naruto's never-ending stamina and chakra supply had saved his life. And for that, Sasuke would be eternally grateful. Hell, Sasuke might even admire the blond dolt, but that thought was always pushed back to the dark recesses of his mind. He might admire the idiot, but it didn't mean that Naruto had to know that.

But somewhere, deep down, Naruto knew Sasuke cared for him. And Sasuke knew that Naruto cared for him. They had never actually spoken to the other about it, but that's just how their twisted friendship worked. It was understood, without words being needed, that Naruto would always have Sasuke's back, and Sasuke would always have Naruto's. Their friendship didn't fit most people's standards, but then again, neither could actually call themselves "normal". While most friends might say a cheerful "hello" to each other, Sasuke and Naruto used insults. Hugs were replaced with punches, and laughter replaced with fury-filled screams. But at the end of the day, it didn't matter. They were still best friends...

...but that didn't mean they had stopped trying to beat the shit out of each other.


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"Get up, lazy-ass. It's too damn hot to be laying around out here." Lifting his arm up Naruto sniffed his pit. "Whoo-wee! I need a shower."

The Uchiha continued to lie on the ground, apparently napping. "Sasuke! Do I have to drag your ass in?"

"Hn."

"God-dammit, Sasuke! Don't make me kick your ass all over again!"

"Idiot. Did I kick your head so hard you forgot that I'm the one that kicked YOUR ass?"

"Bastard! Then why the fuck are YOU the one still laying on the ground? Get the hell up!"

With that, Naruto turned around and trudged up the hill heading for the Uchiha compound. Muttering to himself about stupid asshole bastards and kicking some more ass, Naruto failed to notice Sasuke suddenly appearing in front of him with a "poof".

"Where do you think you're going?"

"Dammit Sasuke! Why you gotta' do shit like that?"

"If you were a competent shinobi, you wouldn't have been surprised."

"Fuck off...I was thinking. Now get outta my way. I need a shower."

"Yeah, you do. Now go home."

"Naw...it'd be much faster at your place." Naruto leaned forward to sniff at the Uchiha's chest. "And from what I can gather, you don't smell that great either. Oh, and you've got some leaves in your hair."

A protest was beginning to form on Sasuke's lips, but the blond cut him off by grabbing his arm and dragging him the rest of the way to his house. Any other time, Sasuke would have put up more of a fight, but, much as he would never admit to Naruto, the fight he'd had with the other boy left him tired and weary. And after glancing at his dirt-covered clothes and smelling his shirt, he realized Naruto had been right. He needed a fucking shower.


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Wanting nothing more than a nice, long shower to scrub all the dirt from his body and clear his mind, Sasuke gathered every ounce of hospitality he had in his body and offered Naruto the bathroom first.

"Huh? I was just gonna' use the guest bathroom down the hall."

Glancing up from his perch on the couch, Sasuke lifted tired eyes up to meet Naruto's. "The shower head's broken. I'm having someone come over to repair it Monday. So for now, you'll have to use mine."

Crossing his arms in front of his chest, Naruto glanced up at the ceiling with a concentrated look on his face. It looked like he was contemplating the fate of the universe. Finally, after coming to a conclusion about something, Naruto unfolded his arms and strode over to stand in front of Sasuke. Swiftly grabbing a pale arm, Naruto wrenched Sasuke off the couch and sent him flying after the blond as they both trotted toward the bathroom.

"Hey...stop! What the hell...dammit, I said stop!"

Not heeding Sasuke's words, Naruto continued until they were both situated inside the Uchiha's bathroom. Plopping Sasuke down, Naruto strode determinedly toward a cabinet on the far wall and grabbed two towels and wash cloths. He laid them down close to the shower and turned around to face Sasuke.

"Now, you, strip."

Sasuke just merely stared at Naruto, not really comprehending the meaning behind his words. Naruto leaned around the other boy to turn the shower on and adjust the tap. Satisfied with the attained temperature, Naruto began removing his clothes. In seconds he was down to just his orange boxers. Naruto hooked his thumbs into the waistband, fully intending to send them on their way too, when a sputtering Sasuke made Naruto stop in his motions.

"What the fuck are you doing? Don't undress in front of me! And why did you bring me in here anyway? Are you some kind of pervert?"

Looking at the lightly blushing Uchiha, who kept averting his gaze away from the tanned and lightly muscled body of his best friend standing in front of him, Naruto leaned down so he was eye level with the other boy. Grasping both of Sasuke's shoulders, he forced black eyes to meet his blue ones.

"I thought you were supposed to be a genius, Sasuke. It doesn't take a genius to figure out what I'm doing. I'm going to take a shower. And you're going to take a shower with me. It just makes more sense this way. Saves time. 'Nuff said. Now strip."

Blushing even harder, the Uchiha jerked away from Naruto and attempted to stand. "I. Am. Not. Taking. A. Shower. With. YOU!!!" Fleeing past the blond, Sasuke was almost out the door when Naruto's words stopped him in his tracks.

"What...so you're embarrassed of what I might see?" Plastering a thoughtfully amused expression on his face, Naruto continued his harassment. "I mean, we've went to the bathhouse together several times growing up. You weren't much then, but then again I figured it was only because we were just 12. I never thought things would stay the same. Oh, you poor boy. I wonder what the girls say. Have you told Sakura about your little problem? Have you? I think she'd be very saddened to know that the man of her dreams doesn't live up to her expectations. Oh, the horror of it all!" Doing his best to ignore the killing intent being emitted his way, Naruto made his face devoid of any emotion and locked gazes once again with his friend.

Barely controlled rage simmering just beneath the surface, Sasuke cocked an eyebrow at his friend meeting Naruto's challenge.

"So, you wanna find out just how much I've grown since then? Huh, Uzumaki? Fine then." Sasuke tore his shirt off and flung it at the blond. Naruto caught it and continued his perusal of Sasuke's body as more clothes began to be tugged off. When only his boxers were left, Sasuke met his rival square in the eye and let them fall to his ankles. "You like what you see?" Purposefully giving Naruto a full view of his ass, Sasuke spun to face the shower and stepped inside. Instantly the warm water relaxed him enough that he almost forgot that Naruto was still in the bathroom. Momentarily thinking that the blond would leave him alone, Sasuke relaxed against the tile wall letting the hot water wash over his sore body. But a minute later, Sasuke's thoughts were interrupted by Naruto opening the shower door and sliding in. Taking in the blond's tanned and toned body completely devoid of clothing was almost too much for Sasuke. Composure out the door, Sasuke could feel his body responding to the sight of Naruto. Trying to hide his raging battle with his body and mind, Sasuke turned away from Naruto and began to shampoo his hair. Hopefully Naruto wouldn't see that he was now half hard.

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