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Keys to Diplomacy
Naruto looked at Gaara.
Gaara looked at Naruto.
Naruto grinned. Ever
since becoming Hokage, he had been having lunch with some of the most
interesting people. This list included
the current Kazekage. It wasn't actually
the first time they had met or eaten together since the blonde had followed the
redhead's lead and got appointed to office.
The reason for the Kazekage's visit was twofold. Part of it was exchanging and adapting
training regimens to hopefully gain stronger shinobis for the future of their
villages and to strengthen alliances.
Not that the alliance between the two villages was in danger given who
the kages were. The second part was to
settle some obscure trading issues of some merchants between their villages
that neither of them cared about. They
felt the same way about it, but Naruto had been the one to so eloquently put
it, "The bastards are just bitching for the sake of bitching."
Naruto had suggested they make trading more strict and
harder to do, just because it’s really make them whine. The Sand’s kage was slightly more practical,
but he couldn’t say he didn’t think about it.
It turns out, Gaara was fond of oranges. And chicken.
And staring at Naruto.
That's okay, he was staring too.
Whether or not it had been his intention, Gaara had
developed a staring contest between the two kages.
Gaara quirked a non-existent brow at Naruto's grin.
"What are you smiling at, Uzumaki?"
"Nothing," he replied, smile growing broader.
"It is not nothing."
"So maybe it isn't."
"Then what is it?" Sand's leader demanded, growing
annoyed with the antics of the Leaf's ruler.
The redhead was beginning to see how the Leaf had grown considerably
proficient in negotiations since Naruto had been appointed to office. Everyone gave him what he wanted because
dealing with him otherwise resulted in the grinding of teeth and smashings of
heads against brick walls.
Yes, Naruto was a genius in idiot's clothing.
Or maybe it was that he didn't give a damn about diplomatic
relations so he didn't care how he acted in front of foreign dignitaries.
Gaara honestly wasn’t sure.
The positions for the Hokage’s advisors usually had to be
refilled every few months.
Luckily, some of his more permanent advisors, namely
Shikamaru, had known him since before he had attained his position, and had
developed countermeasures. Shikamaru
ignored him through the clever implement of naps. Neji had opted to work part time. Unsurprisingly, the Hyuuga's success rate on
difficult missions received just after advisements with the young Hokage were
astoundingly high... and usually quite violent and brutal to anyone who got in
his way.
Naruto had been meaning to set up an appointment between
Neji and a shrink. Not because he was
worried about the Hyuuga's mental health, but because he thought it would be
funny. Maybe a little painful, but
Naruto's ANBU guards were obligated to step in before it got too serious. After all, it was their job to protect the
Hokage from serious bodily harm and assassination attempts.
"Well?"
The question snapped Naruto back to attention, and not even
caring that he had been caught daydreaming in front of a foreign power, he
grinned even more. Besides, it was just
Gaara, and they were sort of friends. At
any rate, they could relate to each other.
"You."
"Me."
"Yes. You were
staring at me," Naruto clarified.
"And that made you smile." Whether it was a statement or a question was
unclear.
"Yes."
"Why?"
The Hokage shrugged.
"I don't know. I
guess I have a thing for attention."
Gaara said nothing, but stared. After a moment, he smirked.
Naruto squinted his eyes in confusion. "What?"
"You like my attention?"
"Sure, I guess."
"You like me staring at you?"
"What are you getting at?" the blonde asked.
A moment later a wave of sand swept everything off the desk
in between them. A loud crash and the
sound of unsorted papers resounded throughout the room.
Naruto blinked and looked at the floor to his left where all
his paperwork lay, not to mention the broken plates that had once held their
lunch. He couldn’t possibly get to work
on it now that it was all out of order…
Unwittingly, Gaara had just provided the Hokage with another excuse to
put off paperwork. 'Gaara did it.' would
deter most of his advisors. A lot of
them seemed to be scared of the Kazekage.
If the fact that the ANBU guards had not charged into the
room at the sound of the crash surprised Gaara, he didn't show it. The truth was, they were used to such sounds
coming from their Hokage's office.
Unless they actually heard their blonde leader shouting curses and felt his chakra explode into action,
they tended not to worry. Naruto
frequently erupted into violent cursing, but when he began to use his charka,
he was either getting in a fight, or he was trying to destroy paperwork. Both occurrences usually merited their
intervention. There were lots of people
that wanted to beat Naruto up. Few who
could. Fewer who could before the ANBU
guards got into the office, if any.
Naruto's attention was back on Gaara when the redhead firmly
planted both palms on the desk and then started coming over. The blonde's eyes widened as sand fisted
around the front of his shirt and roughly pulled him forward. His lips met another pair as a hand weaved
through his hair before gripping the strands and yanking him closer. Mouths mashed together harshly, before lips
parted and teeth clacked together noisily.
Not one to be passive for long, Naruto grabbed the Sand
kage's arm, yanking forward and swiftly pinning the redhead to the desk as he
stood to gain more leverage. Using his
free hand, Naruto clasped the Kazekage's jaw and pulled it open, immediately
slipping inside for further exploration.
Gaara, for his part, eagerly responded, before flipping them over and
reversing their positions. With gusto,
the sand nin began to run his hands down the length of the blonde's body.
Naruto shivered, then rolled them over again to get the
upper hand... and rolled them onto the floor with a heavy thud. Gaara's sand barely had enough time to
cushion their descent, but neither seemed to care.
*
Outside the doors to the Hokage office, Neji switched off
his Byakugen immediately after the second crash. Feeling the sudden decrease in chakra usage,
one of the other ANBU guards turned to him.
"I don't think we need to worry about them killing each
other," the Hyuuga responded, thankful that his mask was in place. It hid his blush.
The other ANBU looked at him a moment longer, but Neji
refused to elaborate. Naruto knew that
they usually used a Hyuuga to spy on him during his meetings in case things got
out of hand, supposedly for the Hokage's own safety and security (though
everyone knew better) and he knew that they would be this time, too. Either the blonde had forgot, or he just
didn't care. Probably both.
Neji decided that the next time he was asked to spy on the
Hokage, he'd come up with a mission. He
really did not care to know how many of Leaf's diplomatic issues were solved in
this manner.
*
Back inside the office Naruto had successfully divested
Gaara of his vest and coat, noting with some surprise that Gaara didn't wear a
shirt underneath.
It was kind of sexy.
Actually, it was really sexy, and as far as Naruto was concerned, an
invitation. Who would he be to turn down
such an offer? The Hokage, but that's
not the point. It's not like he could
turn it down, anyway. What with the way
Gaara was breathing. The way he was moaning.
The way he was saying his name! Cheeks flushed, chest heaving, one leg hooked
over his hips while an arm was desperately trying to pull him closer... hair
even more tousled than usual, eyes wild with amorous lust... Gaara was an
unwitting advertisement for sex.
Naruto grinned wickedly.
Thanks to Jiraiya's tutelage and Kakashi's under-the-table advice, he
knew more than his fair share regarding sexual activities. It was another wonderful opportunity to apply
that knowledge to its fullest.
So he did.
Diving down, the blonde viciously attacked the hollow of
Gaara's neck, gripping a thin wrist with one hand while his other trailed down
the Kazekage's arching back, stopping just above the waistline of dark
pants. He smirked when a growl bubbling
from Gaara's throat turned to a rumbling purr.
Laving his tongue over a waiting collarbone, Naruto bit down,
bruising the flesh and earning a strangled mewl. The sounds Gaara made were so interesting. Much more interesting than diplomatic
discussions, besides, he was currently strengthening diplomatic relations. Growling lowly, the blonde bit his way down
the redhead’s chest, reveling in the taste of feverish flesh, salty with
sweat. He breathed deeply, drinking in
the sand nin's scent as the hand lightly tickling the small of Gaara's back
hooked fingers into the hemline of black pants, sliding around to the front to
thumbing the clasp designed to keep them on.
Gaara, for his part, had his free hand desperately fisted in
blonde hair, rocking his hips not-so-subtly against a toned abdomen. A hand lazily toying with the hem of his
pants at the front hitched his breath.
"Naruto..." he let
out in a shuddering whisper. Not even a
sinful god had ever sounded more deliciously becoming.
An instant later and the redhead had wrenched his trapped
arm free and fairly tore the cloak off Naruto's shoulders before rabidly
ripping the thin material that covered the blonde's chest off his sculpted
body. Dry lips scoured the expanse of
skin and it was the Hokage's turn to moan.
*
Outside one of the ANBU guards turned towards the door
worriedly. He was younger and newer to
the ranks.
"Should we go in?
It sounds like their fighting or something. I think I just heard a moan."
"The Hokage frequently gets into scuffles with
diplomats from other ninja villages.
This is not unusual," another, more senior ANBU said.
Neji tried to melt into the wall. The two ANBU with him weren't aware of
exactly what kind of 'scuffle' was producing the sounds that would occasionally
escape from within the room. He wasn't
about to enlighten them, but for the record, it was ‘unusual’. At least, he hoped it was.
As if to prove his point, the older ANBU turned to him.
"Would you use your Byakugen to check?"
"No!... That's not necessary. The Hokage is...” he paused for a moment,
“…fine."
Neji scowled beneath his mask. The melting into the wall trick failed
miserably.
*
Naruto quickly undid the pants of the man in his lap,
feverishly pushing them down slim hips.
He dipped his tongue into the hollow of the redhead’s warm throat,
causing the other to arch up against him, giving him the opportunity to slide
the black material down slender thighs.
Apparently Gaara didn’t wear anything under his pants,
either.
He wasn’t one to complain… well he was, but not about
something like this.
Grinning like the devilishly handsome man that he was,
Naruto brushed against the sensitive skin between the Kazekage’s legs. The sand nin keened appreciatively, as he
struggled to further divest the Hokage of his clothing.
Naruto, being the thoughtful and eager man that he was,
decided to assist his ally and quickly shucked his pants before laying Gaara on
the floor and covering the redhead’s form with his own.
The two sweat-slicked bodies slid against each other as
Naruto let one of his hands trail between them.
Gaara immediately arched up into the touch currently assaulting his
nether regions as the blonde began idle strokes.
“S-stop teasing, Uzumaki.”
“Che. Only if you
beg.”
A few more passes along straining flesh had rough hands
fisting desperately in blonde locks. In
retaliation for the virtual neglect, Gaara bit down on a tan shoulder, drawing
blood. Naruto hissed in pain as his eyes
lidded even more. In response, he viciously tore at red hair, exposing the
throat and brutally attacked with his mouth.
Gaara grit his teeth as his hips bucked wantonly against the
man above him, the pain from having his hair pulled spurring him on
further. He dug his nails deep into a
muscled back, leaving angry red streaks.
The Hokage clenched his jaw before roughly shoving his
fingers in a warm mouth.
“Suck,” he bit out, his tone demanding.
The Kazekage smirked deviously as he complied. Every so often biting down harshly at the
digits between his teeth.
Naruto abruptly removed his fingers, shifting his position
slightly as he brought his hand southward, none-to-gently penetrating the other
kage. Gaara squirmed beneath him, bit
his ear, scratched his neck, and then lapped up any blood that seeped to the
surface.
Naruto added a second, catching his breath as Gaara moved
against him just so, before deciding
to hell with it and repositioned himself once more before fully entering the
redhead.
Gaara arched and stretched out in more pain than pleasure,
and growled. He abruptly punched the
Hokage, for once wanting to feel his fist collide with flesh rather than use
his sand. It was oddly satisfying. Naruto grimaced at the force for a moment
before grinning.
Slowly, he began moving, smiley widely when the Kazekage
beneath him moaned pleasurably.
Desperate hands clutched at his shoulders, squeezing painfully.
“Is this how the Sand gets their treaties?”
“Shut up and move faster.”
Naruto was an obliging man, so he gave into the
request. Gaara hissed approvingly,
sinking his teeth once again into taut skin.
He rather enjoyed marking up the other man.
The blonde, for his part, thrust himself forward forcibly,
fully intending to make sure the redhead did not walk out of the office without
help. One hand gripped a pale hip
tightly, leaving bruises that wouldn’t fade for days as the other trailed its
way to the front, taking hold of the forgotten member and began to stroke it
furiously.
He roughly bit the skin at Gaara’s mouth, giving the redhead
a bloody lip before the redhead returned the favor, then moved on the nip at
the blonde’s jaw.
*
Neji tried not to shift uncomfortably as he heard a low
moan.
*
Naruto, if he had been aware, probably would have found it
amusing that with each thrust, he and Gaara slid a little closer to the far
wall. When Gaara hit his head on said
wall, the blonde still didn’t register why that might be odd.
All he was aware of a pressure increasing steadily in his
groin that was soon becoming too much to hold back. Unconsciously using more of his strength, he
did his best to split the Sand’s kage in two.
Luckily, Gaara didn’t seem to mind.
Gaara arched first, screaming wordlessly while Naruto
followed quickly after, cry muffled by the skin on Gaara’s neck.
They lay there for a moment, both too dazed to do much of
anything before Naruto slowly removed himself, rolling over and looking
somewhat perplexed to find himself leaning against a wall.
“Gaara…”
The redhead looked at him, questioningly.
“You’re a great fuck.”
“Shut up, Uzumaki.”
*
Gaara exited the office, an arm thrown over the Hokage’s
shoulders for support. Naruto looked at
the youngest ANBU.
“Please assist the Kazekage back to his rooms.” He couldn’t keep the grin off his face as he
said this. The young ANBU member
tentatively offered his shoulders as support, carefully looping Gaara’s arm
over him. Naruto quickly reached out and
smacked Gaara’s rear end, his grin stretching wider as the three ANBU
stared. Gaara made no sign that he’d noticed,
save for the very slight coloring of his face.
The Konoha nins watched as the redhead hobbled off with help, wincing
every so often.
Naruto was rather pleased with himself.
Then the blonde turned to Neji and winked.
“Enjoy the show?”
The Hyuuga sputtered before answering.
“As the Hokage, you should have more respect for your title
than to engage in such acts during what are supposed to be diplomatic
negotiations.”
“Gaara didn’t seem to mind, and he’s the Kazekage.”
“Gaara can’t even walk right.”
“Yes, I know,” the Hokage said, a rather perverted grin
spreading across his features. Before he
could be answered, the blonde went back into his office and shut the door.
The other ANBU ripped off his mask, his face contorted in
fury as his eyes reddened dangerously.
He glared in the direction the Kazekage had disappeared in.
“I’ll fucking kill him.”
“He’s in enough pain as it is, Uchiha,” Neji replied,
inwardly smirking at how his comment made the other man stiffen, face darkening
even more so. He wondered how much
longer it would be before the Hokage figured out someone else had a crush on him… and exactly how many seconds later it
would take for the blonde to act on it.
He’d doubt he’d be able to keep himself from laughing long and hard the
day he saw the dark haired man next to him leave the office behind them with a
noticeable limp. In the meantime, he
would satisfy himself with making comments with seemingly innocent origins to
rile up the Uchiha heir.
*
*
*
As for the end part with Sasuke... well, all I have to say
is that Naruto may very well be bi, but Sasuke is definitely gay.
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