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Omedeto Otanyoubi Gozaimasu	By : UchihaAya Category: Naruto > General Views: 1064 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Omedeto Otanyoubi Gozaimasu
- 2-The Next Hokage
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Uhm... well, here's the first SasuNaru I've
written ^^U First of all, I'd like to say that no, it isn't correcter, so
probably the English is bad and expressions are wrong and all that... So
please forgive me -_-

Second... the fic goes toMiyavi-chan, Isilme and
someone else (heeheee even though it would be NaruSasu...oh well I know what I
mean xD) So whatever xD

Thanks to the ones who have the time and patience
to read this ^^

OTANYOUBI OMEDETOU
GOZAIMASU


It had been
three years. Three long, sad and lonely years, wondering about� Yeah, wondering
if he was ok, if he was looking at the moon as he was� if he ever thought about
him�


If he was still alive�


He was back to town now. Back home. Everything was the same as before. Well,
almost: all his all friends were chuunin, even jounin. Girls looked way
prettier than when he left. Some of them weren�t that shy and looked straight at
him showing their best smile.

But there was
something that hadn�t changed: he wasn�t there.

He never heard
anyone saying his name when he or his partner was around: since Kakashi-sensei
had done it, it had become a taboo word.

�Oyasumi, Sakura-chan.�

�Ja, Naruto-kun��

It was so
distressing. They always tried to smile, to act as if everything was ok, but it
wasn�t. Their eyes always had that sad look, that feeble mourning that only
Kakashi-sensei, Jiraiya and Tsunade seemed to be able to detect.

�It will be
alright,� Kakashi used to think. �Sasuke will be back. He has to
come back.�

That night
Naruto went back home on his own, as usual. Even though he was sadder than
lately. Even Sakura and Kakashi-sensei had forgotten about it: it was his
birthday.

�And what?� he
thought. �What do I wanna grow up for? I can�t make him come back� I have to get
it� it�s the most��

�Is it more
important than being the next Hokage?� had asked Jiraiya a year ago.

�It is,� said
Naruto defiant eyes.

He sighed and
unbuttoned his black shirt, but he stopped half way and decided to lay down on
his soft bed. His big blue eyes met the roof, and kept on looking at it as if it
wanted to tell him something.

�Happy
birthday, Naruto�� he said to himself closing his eyes. �Or should I say
unhappy?�

He felt a pair
of soft and balmy hands unbuttoning the rest of his shirt, caressing his chest
warily while he arched his back, moaning wordlessly. He felt someone�s breathing
on his neckline, something wet exploring it.

Naruto opened
his eyes slowly. In dreams he saw a mass of silky, ebony hair covering his face
as if it was that dream�s possessions.

He took a deep
breath and opened his eyes in surprise, almost jumping off the bed and looked
around: he was all alone.

�It� it can�t
be�� the blond guy muttered. �It was��

�Sasuke�s,�
said a voice within.

�Oh my God��

*
*             *

�Gomennasai,
Naruto-kun!� said Sakura bowing. �I forgot about your birthday� But, here,� she
added, handing a gift. �Don�t open it till you get home, ok?�

�Oh� arigatou,
Sakura-chan�� he smiled. �By the way��

�Uh? Nani?�

�Last night�
did you� did you� feel something odd?�

�Something
strange? What do you mean?�

�Like� well��
he blushed and realized he couldn�t tell Sakura about that. What would he say?

�Yo, Sakura, I
felt Sasuke touching my chest and licking my neck, but I think it was all a
dream,� he thought. He felt like laughing. He didn�t know what worse: that he
thought it was all a dream or the fact that he had liked the feeling�

�Well?� she
inquired.

�Ahmmm� as if�
Sasuke was here�� he said.

The girl sighed
and looked down. Naruto could almost hear a tear falling down Sakura�s cheek.
She turned around and started walking towards the training zone, where Kakashi-sensei
was possibly waiting for them. He followed.

�I�ve started
to believe he�ll never be back,� she declared in a dim voice. �I used to feel
his presence at the beginning� everyday and everywhere� but��

�Sakura-chan��
mumbled Naruto. �Why do you say that? I gave you my word I would take him back,
didn�t I? Aren�t you gonna help me? I can�t believe you have given up on him so
soon��

�Soon?� she
asked with scorn. �I�ve been in love with him since I can remember� so don�t say
that.�

�What would Ino
say?�

He had done it:
Sakura smiled.

They went
training as usual: an hour� three hours� seven. They didn�t have anything better
to do, and Kakashi-sensei knew their aim: getting back what Orochimaru had
stolen. He had tried to let them know they�d have to go on missions with Neji
sooner or later, and he wanted Naruto to pass the next chuunin exam. The blond
guy had refused, but a �Sasuke wouldn�t like to fight a simple genin� had been
enough to persuade him.

That night,
when he was heading back home after having some ramen at Ichikaru�s, he
remembered the touch of those hands, that scent� it had to be Sasuke. It
couldn�t be anyone else. He had a abrupt thought and rushed home. Once there he
entered the toilet, took his training t-shirt off and scrutinized his
reflection: luckily there was no mark on his neck.

He sighed with
relief and opened the tap, washing his hands and tired face. When he looked at
the mirror again he felt his heart jump in fear. He turned around as fast as he
could and examined every inch of the flat: he had seen sharingan, snake-like
eyes staring at him. Was he going crazy?

�What the hell
is going on?� he asked falling on his knees in front of the bed. He slowly
climbed and hide his head under the pillow. �I think I�m going insane��

When he woke up
next morning, he had an eerie sensation. Naruto had a look around: the room was
messier than ever. Sheets were lying on the floor, the bedspread was in a
corner, as if trying to hide from the wild vision, and the pillow was nowhere to
be found. But the central and questioning thing: he was naked.

His blue eyes
stopped on the table, on the handwritten letter that unexpectedly had appeared
there. He took a sheet and breathed its fragrance.

�So it hasn�t
been a dream��

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*             *

There is was
again. He didn�t know if it was a reverie or not, even though the image was too
real for being a product of his imagination: Sasuke was standing in front of
him, his red eyes fixed on his. The boy was wearing dirty jeans and a sleeveless
dark sapphire t-shirt. On his left arm there was a dark amethyst snake, but
Naruto couldn�t tell if it was real or a tattoo.

At the
beginning, Naruto didn�t know what to say, how to behave. Sasuke�s expression
wouldn�t change. Naruto thought he was like a porcelain doll: beautiful, smooth
and pale skin, silky ebony hair, frightening and big, sharp eyes; one of those
dolls that appear in lots of horror stories. And now, there was the most
beautiful of them gazing at him next to the window, with the moonlight shining
upon him, the downy zephyr welcoming him back.

�Sa� Sasu��

�Shhh�� said
the dark haired boy, with a finger on his appetizing lips.

Sasuke walked
towards Naruto, who was still incapable to move. The fair-haired boy felt as if
he was a mere witness of a dream, of his fantasy: it was his body but he
couldn�t control it. He wasn�t but a meagre observer.

Sasuke came
closer to him and, with just caressing his face, made Naruto sit on bed, still
unable to take his blue eyes of his. The Uchiha leaned towards Naruto and,
running his skilful fingers through his blond hair, somewhat violently, pressed
his lips against Naruto�s.

The blond boy
didn�t know for how long he had been longing for tasting that flavour, that
gift. Even if it was just a dream, it didn�t matter at all: he was feeling
Sasuke�s tongue fight against his, his warn hands running up and down his back.

What if it was
all a dream? It didn�t matter anymore. What if Sasuke didn�t savour that way?
That was how he had always imagined it, and he couldn�t expect of a dream to
give him more than that.

Heartlessly,
Sasuke pushed him to bed, took the blanket and the sheets off and almost laid
over Naruto, biting his neck while his hands explored his strong torso. All the
blond guy could do was moan and gasp while that playful tongue voyaged around
his collar, and then down to his chest. This time Sasuke happened to be gentle:
he kissed and caressed Naruto�s chest as if it was awfully brittle.

But he wouldn�t
talk. And Naruto was too scared of breaking the enchantment to say a word. He
was terrified of waking up and finding himself in the hostile solitude of his
room once again. He wanted to take Sasuke�s t-shirt off, to kiss him, to touch
him and seize him so tight so that he couldn�t leave. But he just couldn�t. His
body would only answer to Sasuke�s movements.

Sasuke�s hands
soared down to Naruto�s pants. The blond felt a twitch in his stomach, as if
there was something there wanting to go out. But far from Naruto�s thoughts � or
wishes � the dark haired boy, with his red sharingan eyes fixed on his, didn�t
unzip the button: he just pressed his hand lightly against Naruto�s growing
problem, and outlined a mysterious smile. Sasuke rubbed his hand against
the bulge over and over again, making his old friend whine, gasp and ask for
more.

�You�re driving
me crazy,� Naruto wanted to say, but his lips would only produce groans. Even
though Sasuke blinked sensually, as if he had understood.

Sasuke took his
t-shirt off just for teasing Naruto � or so the blond thought. He took the
blonde�s hands and made them survey his strong chest. He stared at Naruto, let
go of his hands and leaned towards him again. He seemed disappointed: Naruto�s
rigid moves had bored him.

�If you go on
like this,� his voice whispered, �you�ll wake up...�

Naruto grumbled
in complain. He decided to do what he was wishing for, but for that he�d have to
fight against his disobeying body: few minutes later, his hand moved towards
Sasuke�s ebony hair, but the boy moved his head so that Naruto caressed his
face. The fair-haired boy felt his pale and cold skin, like a doll. But his
hands were warm: that was a good sign; there was still life on his friend�s
body. And if it was a dream, he could take it as a sign, a kind of premonition.

His fingers
touched Sasuke�s fleshy lips. The dark haired boy had his sharp eyes closed, and
was letting Naruto do as he pleased. The blonde straightened up, Sasuke sitting
on his knees in front of him, waiting for him to caress his well-built body.
Naruto didn�t make him wait: he just couldn�t afford that.

Naruto�s hands
run unpredictably through Sasuke�s strong back and chest, while the Uchiha�s
tongue decided to taste the blonde�s neck once more. Naruto couldn�t help it,
and sometimes, hen he felt overwhelmed, he scratched Sasuke�s back, who
always knew when to stop. But far from complaining, he seemed to get pleasure
from it. Sasuke chose to leave certain marks around Naruto�s chest and neck,
making him lay down again. This time Sasuke was entirely over him, Naruto�s legs
open, feeling a holy gift pressed against his body.

Sasuke�s tongue
traced a way from Naruto�s chest to his stomach and, unzipping his pants, he got
lost on Naruto�s moans of pleasure. The blond couldn�t help it: his right hand
reached Sasuke�s silken ebony hair and grabbed it passionately. With his other
hand he grabbed his own, and sometimes he bite it in order not to make much
noise.

Sasuke�s
diversion was making Naruto lose his nerves. The dark haired boy�s skilled
tongue was dancing with his member, licking it up and down, biting it roguishly,
kissing it here and there, playing with its tip, forgetting about it sometimes
and paying attention to its surroundings, and then back to it, making Naruto cry
in pleasure, wanting to ask for more.
He could feel
his bone completely erected due to Sasuke�s unceasing game.

Ignoring this
plead, Sasuke stopped playing and took Naruto�s hands, drove them to his pants,
making him take them off. Naruto couldn�t believe his eyes. It was too good to
be true. Yeah, it had to be a dream: Sasuke�s erected member was a gift, or so
Naruto thought.

�C�mon, it�s
not that spectacular�� Sasuke seemed to say. But Naruto didn�t think so.

�Now yours��
Sasuke said in Naruto�s mind.

The blond
closed his eyes, feeling Sasuke�s hands caressing his legs occasionally, as if
wanting to excite him even more. Naruto couldn�t resist the elegant touch of
those warm hands. He felt as if with that gentle stroke they might blaze his
skin and take it off, throwing it when Sasuke had have enough. And then find
a new toy. Naruto stopped moaning and stared at the dark haired boy,
disobediently. Sasuke stared back at him with curiosity. And smirked.

�I wanna see
what you can do,� that leer said. �But I�m afraid the sun is rising, I have to
finish this, Naruto��

The blond boy
gaped at him, with his blue eyes wide open. Finish what? He would soon have the
answer for that: Sasuke didn�t have to fight him for making him lay down again.
He tied his hands in less than a second and, seizing them with his left hand,
his right hand grabbed Naruto�s erected manhood and started caressing it again.
Naruto felt Sasuke�s tongue exploring his mouth again, his chest pressed against
his, that porcelain skin rubbed against his.

Naruto got lost
in those kisses and touches. After all it was what he was wishing for. Too good
to be true.

He felt
Sasuke�s nails scratching his skin viciously; his burning lips caressing his
cheeks, making them blaze too. He felt his body on fire, and when Naruto noticed
Sasuke�s right hand was heading down, his body arched unconsciously. Sasuke
smiled naughtily, licked his finger and then found a way in. Naruto�s hands
grabbed Sasuke�s strong arms involuntarily. A silent gasp came from his mouth
while his body arched in pain.

�Awww, I wonder
how you would cry when the time comes��

Naruto opened
his eyes and saw Sasuke�s red and sharp sharingan eyes fixed on his. His
expression had changed, but the blond didn�t know how to label it. It was
lustful. He made Naruto open his legs a bit more and, mumbling some
unintelligible words that for some reason made Naruto relax, he thrust in.

Naruto wanted
to stop time. He wanted to be like that forever, even if it hurt a bit at the
beginning. He was one with Sasuke; he was feeling him, more than anyone else
could have.
He
could hear Sasuke�s breathing, and that made him feel more excited. His mind
blurred, but Sasuke�s breath and his continuous thrusts made him go back to
Earth, to where the ebony haired boy was, where he was feeling pleasure, lust,
delight, sexual desire.

He could
hardly keep his eyes open. He was overcome with that sensation, Sasuke�s body
rubbing against his, against his very own erected bone, caressing it
violently. Naruto�s body quivered and decided to do something while Sasuke was
inside of him and biting his neck again. The fair-haired boy grabbed Sasuke�s
dark hair and smelled that delectable scent. His mouth wanted to taste Sasuke�s
marvelous physiognomy, and bite those delicious shoulders.

That made
Sasuke go faster. Naruto could only moan, and his hands grabbed the headboard
and kept on groaning, calling Sasuke�s name, gasping, till he finally came. Till
Sasuke thurst for the last time. Till both of them were lying on bed, exhausted,
sweating. Sasuke laying over Naruto, and Naruto holding Sasuke.

*
*          *

�I couldn�t
think of a proper present, Hokage-sama. I had to compensate 3 years, don�t I?
There you have it. Even though I took something away. You don�t have to worry.
I�m not with that bastard anymore. I�m on my own, here and there. I�ll be back�
when you deserve that title. Become stronger. Make them all realize who you
really are. I�ll be there to see it.

Oh, by the
way, happy birthday.�

~ Owari ~
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