Summary: Sasuke and Naruto have the strangest ways of showing each other that they care. Probably because both are dense when it comes to their feelings. My own personal random word challenge. 50 words, 1 word for each chapter. SasuNaruSasu

This is a challenge I made for myself. I decided to use a word randomizer and write each chapter based on one word. That means 50 chapters! Some may be drabblish, others may be a random one shot. All will be SasuNaru or NaruSasu, heck, maybe even a bit of smut here and there. Plus I figured it's a good way to cure random bouts of writers block. (like right now) XD The chapter names are based on the words. Hope you like it.

Warnings: Yaoi, of course. You'll get lemon warnings as they come.

Disclaimer: Trust me, if I owned Naruto, I wouldn't have to write fanfiction.

The Dobe and Teme Chronicles

Chapter 1 – Fact

It was a well known fact that the last Uchiha was completely antisocial. He was more likely to ignore you than talk. Since he'd come back...no, more like been dragged back to Konoha by his hair, he'd hardly spoken a word to anyone. Why should he? It's not like he talked to them much before, why should he change that trend now?

So to avoid the typical masses, he usually took the less populated routes through the village. It made it easier to avoid talking to anyone.

"Good morning Sasuke-kun!"

Sasuke gave a long suffering sigh. He should've known he couldn't just have a silent walk without interruption. He didn't even look in the random girl's direction. He knew what he would see....Some starry eyed girl full of hope that the great Uchiha Sasuke would deem her worthy enough to converse with. And then he would become so enraptured by said girl that he would take her out, followed by engagement, marriage, kids, etc. etc.

Riiiight....

So, he ignored her and continued on his way. Unfortunately, the girl was either determined or didn't get the hint (most likely both) and started following him like a helpless lapdog.

"How are you today? I was wondering if you would like to go out with me to breakfast."

"No." he replied without a glance her way.

"But I love you!" Sasuke rolled his eyes and didn't even bother with a response. What was the point? He leaped away and took to the roofs. She wasn't a ninja so he didn't have to bother with her following him any longer.

It was a well known fact that Uchiha Sasuke hated fangirls. There was nothing more annoying than simpering females following him around like a dog looking for a bone. While Uchihas did not fear or run from anything, the sight of 100 rabid females running in his direction screaming their undying devotion to him and begging him to go out with them had him running the other way faster than one could say "Go."

Sakura was about the only exception to the rule. And that's only because she, thank God, had finally stopped crushing on him and moved on. Although, he cringed at the thought of her and Lee having children. Seriousy, pink hair and thick eyebrows? He shuddered at the vision.

Really, it amazed him. He was a traitor. He joined Orochimaru, affiliated himself with Akatsuki, and even, for a while, had plans to destroy Konoha and everyone in it as vengeance. And yet, the moment he stepped foot outside the Uchiha compound after serving his time in house arrest, the fangirls came flocking back, larger than ever. It didn't help that the council was practically salivating at the idea of him grabbing up one of those useless females to be his bride and bear him lots of little Uchiha heirs.

Yeah, right…like he would willingly attach himself to one of those – shudder – crazy predators. It would be a cold day in hell and pigs would fly before he would even think of marrying one of them, let alone take them into his bed. As if he would ever have some girl, let alone one who wasn't even a ninja, have his child. Besides, after he'd learned the truth of the Uchiha clan, he wasn't all that sure he cared about reviving his clan anymore.

Sasuke sighed and leaned against a tree on Team Seven's old training grounds. While a new genin team had taken over the spot, he, Naruto and Sakura tended to still gravitate to the spot when they needed to train. Some kind of sentimental crap that he refused to admit to.

He waited for his sparring partner to show up – he was late, by the way. He'd crush him for that. "Stupid dobe," he thought as he rolled his eyes. "He's so annoying." He tried to drum up some feeling of anger, but it wasn't coming and he growled at the fact that it wasn't.

You see, it was a little known fact that the idiot blond was the only reason he was here in Konoha. Sure, he'd been dragged back by the dobe after a long grueling battle that he only lost because he was already tired when he started. But he could've snuck right back out if he'd wanted to and disappeared into the night...no one would've been the wiser. But he hadn't, and it was all because of him. While Naruto might be an annoying, bright-clad, loud-mouthed, over-excitable, ramen addicted idiot, he was the one person Sasuke could not ignore. Most people thought he hated Naruto. But that couldn't be farther from the truth.

The only person who probably knew that truth was Shikamaru. For all his famed laziness, he sure was observant when he wanted to be.

"Hey Teme!"

Speaking of loud-mouthed idiots...

"You're late."

"So. It's not like you have anything better to do."

"Let's just spar idiot."

"Bastard! Just for that, I'm going to kick your ass this time."

"Sure you are...Just like you did last time."

"I really will this time!"

"Hn."

Naruto's eyebrow twitched. Sasuke suppressed a grin and turned it into a smirk. God knows he loved riling the blond up. It was the highlight of his day.

No, actually, the highlight of his day was winning the spar. Because normally it would mean him pinning the dobe to the ground.

Another unknown fact: Sasuke REALLY didn't like girls. At all.

Of course, Shikamaru probably knew because he was, well, Shikamaru.

Sparring was a wonderful excuse to pin Naruto under him whenever he wanted. There was something about that tanned skin and the feel of those rippling muscles, well-defined from years of hard training.... Having the blond trapped under his body sent a thrill up his spine. Sasuke really wasn't one for caring about his sexuality. Truthfully, he'd never thought much about it before he came back to Konoha. Revenge had been foremost in his mind for so long that everything else came a very distant second. But now that his goals had been attained, his attention turned to how much he liked the feeling of being on top of Naruto.

So yeah, another fact, very much unknown – The last Uchiha, the one who was supposed to repopulate his clan for the good of Konoha, was gay.

The damn Nara probably figured that out too.

"Hey teme, are you gonna just stand there like a statue or are we gonna spar?" Sasuke blinked out of his stupor. Ah yes, he was supposed to be sparring wasn't he. It was a pretty hot day....maybe he could get Naruto to strip out of that jacket and shirt he had on. Although the sight of that tanned chest glistening with sweat might distract him enough to where he might lose the spar.

But really, would Naruto winning be so bad? He'd get to feel that hard body on top of him.

It might be worth it.

"Hn...Dobe."

"Teme!" Naruto growled and ran toward him with a punch that Sasuke dodged easily.

"Too slow dobe." Sasuke taunted as he twisted into a spinning kick. Naruto jumped over it and flipped out of the way.

"Shut up!"

"Make me." A smirk adorned Sasuke's face and it only made Naruto angrier. Ten clones appeared and ran at him with their kunai.

"Idiot. How about using something new for a change?" Sasuke's eyes bled into sharingan and he easily dodged each hit while eliminating each clone. Smoke filled the air as each clone disappeared so Sasuke was suddenly on the receiving end of a punch he couldn't see coming. He fell backwards and Naruto pounced, but Sasuke rolled out of the way.

"You'll have to do better than that dobe." Sasuke teased, knowing it would rile the blond up even further. It wouldn't be long now. The constant teasing always made Naruto's attacks sloppier.

The blond gave him the finger.

Sasuke did grin this time, a bit evilly. "Is that an invitation?"

Naruto blushed then sputtered, finally settling on his favorite comeback. "Teme!"

"Yes?"

Naruto's answer was to toss his jacket to the side leaving him in a mesh shirt that had Sasuke unobtrusively checking to make sure he wasn't drooling. Thank the gods! He'd gotten exactly what he'd wanted and he didn't even have to goad him into it. Then the blond ran forward, making Sasuke refocus on the spar.

Ten minutes and many traded blows, insults, and a few semi-destructive jutsus later, Naruto was on the ground under the smirking raven.

"I win."

"I hate you."

"No you don't. If you did, you wouldn't have dragged me back here." Naruto pouted and turned his head away. Sasuke closed his eyes. His hand twitched as he lost control for a moment. He was fighting a losing battle.

One fact no one knew – Uchiha Sasuke could not resist those lips. Whether in a smile or a pout, he found himself entranced with them. And he didn't mean that annoying grin Naruto flashed when he was trying too hard to look like he was fine. Every once in a while, he was privileged to see a true smile, one that remained a secret from just about everyone but him. It made him want to do anything just to see it again.

He spent many a night dreaming of kissing those lips, parting them with his tongue, sampling the taste of salty ramen that probably lingered...

Sasuke took a deep breath and slowly let it out before opening his eyes. That pouting lip was beckoning him to suck on it. Damn the dobe for being so irresistible. His finger reached out of it's own accord and turned the tanned face back to face him. He leaned forward so their foreheads were practically touching.

"You shouldn't pout like that you know. I might find something else to do to it."

"Tch, like what?"

Sasuke was SO glad he asked such a stupid question.

"This." He took the lower lip in between his own and ran the tip of his tongue over it. He watched blue eyes widen in shock. Before Naruto could speak though, he completely covered the lips with his own. If Naruto's eyes were wide before, they were as big as saucers now. Sasuke shifted his lips slightly and moved them against the blond's. He watched as those eyes that rivaled the sky slowly drifted shut until he was left only seeing thick blond lashes. And then Naruto began to respond and Sasuke closed his own dark eyes as he deepened the kiss.

Oh yes, he'd been wanting to try this for way too long. And even if Naruto attempted to punch him all over Konoha afterward, Sasuke could at least say it was worth it.

He stared down at his best friend through his dark lashes while they both caught their breaths. Naruto opened his eyes finally and the hazy eyes refocused into a glare.

"What the hell teme?!"

Sasuke tried to look nonchalant and shrugged. "What?"

"Don't you 'what' me? What the hell did you kiss me for?"

"Why does anyone kiss anyone?" Sasuke asked with a raised brow.

Naruto blushed slightly and tried to push him off. "Bastard."

"That's not an answer dobe."

"So? You didn't answer me either teme."

"Hn." Then he kissed Naruto again before he could protest.

This time Naruto wasted no time pushing him off and standing. He stared at Sasuke, his blue eyes clouded in confusion. He looked like he was torn between wanting to know what was happening and running away. Finally he ran his hand through his sweaty locks and chuckled slightly. Then he gave a shake of his head.

"You're weird, teme."

Sasuke smirked. "Hn."

A new unknown fact: Uchiha Sasuke loved kissing Naruto. It was a pretty satisfying way to shut him up. Among other more important reasons...

Most likely Shikamaru would figure out that fact before anyone else.