Between Dusk and Dawn | By : Xiophelia Category: Naruto AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 1765 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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The sun was filtering into the coffee shop, warming the tables that lined up in the large window. Dust could be seen falling through the rays, just white specks that danced on the current of the air conditioner that pushed cold air throughout the small shop. It wasn’t very busy at this time of day and there was really nothing better to do than to watch the dust dance on the thin rays, twisting and turning with every updraft that flew from the floorboards.
At the counter Naruto Uzumaki leaned across the flat surface and made up dance moves to each speck of dust. His boss had taken an hour lunch, deciding that it had been better to take it now than later when the shop would be swamped. Naruto had thanked him, he had been in the situation before and it had not been the best experience of this job so far. It had been far worse than the time some asshole had thrown his hot coffee over his front. The burn hadn’t left his arms for weeks, but Naruto had been thankful that it hadn’t scarred. The salve the doctor had prescribed to him had helped him heal without scarring. The joy that filled Naruto had led to a good mood for the rest of that week. Nothing could have brought him down as his high never dissipated, well until he had forgotten about it. As life wore on, other thoughts had filled his mind and the incident sat on a shelf in the back of his head. Naruto’s life had become dull in the last few months, nothing exciting had happened around Konoha lately. There was absolutely nothing going on as well. The days were long and while his friends were great, there was only so much you could do before you got bored of what little you had in the small town. You could only only bowl so many times with the same crowd of people before it was almost robotic. It was tempting to just put up the closed sign and do some cleaning around the cafe. There hadn’t been a customer for at least twenty minutes and Naruto knew since no one else would be showing up for at least another hour to hour and a half. He wanted to roll around on the counter, just to have something and was about to do that when the bell on the door rang out, signally a customer. Naruto shot up from the counter, a wide smile on his face as he greeted the customer in a cheery tone. The man was someone he hadn’t seen before and he could feel the mystery roll off him in waves. He had always loved making guesses about people, from their personalities to likes and dislikes and what kind of career they had. Sometimes he was spot on, other times he was way off the grid with his guesses. But looking at the newcomer, Naruto practically couldn’t wait to plot out the man’s life in his head. Grinning widely Naruto welcomed him in a tone that was borderline too cheerful. The man only scowled in response as he drifted to the counter, his dark eyes roaming the board that was hung above the register. It was a tense silence that filled the room and Naruto didn’t want to break it. It seemed this man wasn’t one for fun and games and so the blond kept his guess to himself. Naruto waited patiently as the man decided on what he wanted to order. It was almost nerve wracking at how silent it was in the cafe. Normally, people chatted with him and asked him what he thought was the best item on the menu. This man was definitely different as he looked through the choices, and then finally flickered his dark eyes down to Naruto. “What can I get you, sir?” Naruto asked politely, a small smile on his mouth. He didn’t want to overdo it with this man since he could that he wasn’t amused, so he toned his smile. “I want a black coffee,” was the low answer, the man’s voice was a smooth tenor and Naruto’s imagination wanted to run wild. It was a tone that should have been reserved for the bedroom. “Aren’t you going to get my drink?” “Huh? What?” Naruto asked, having lost his mind for a moment as he had finally caught a glance of his customer. Dark hair framed a beautiful face, a straight nose, and full lips. The man was pale, as if the sun would cause him to burst into flames. “I ordered a black coffee, moron. You do know how make something so simple don’t you?” The man asked, raising a perfectly shaved eyebrow as Naruto laughed nervously before he took off and did as the man bid him. Black coffee seemed like it didn’t suit the man and Naruto found himself making something else for the man. He could tell the man didn’t like anything sweet, his personality was about as warm as a wolverines. So as he made the coffee, he added different spices but made sure it retained the black coffee appearance. The key was tricking the man into believing it was a black coffee. Naruto was an expert at this as some of the customers preferred the drink they had for years, so he would essentially disguise the smell and look of the coffee. Naruto bustled around the back of the counter, mixing and making the drink while the man waited. He could hear the impatient tapping of his shoe against the tiled floor as he worked. It didn’t grate on his nerves like it would Sakura’s, the other server having quite the temper when it came to customers. Finally done with the concoction, Naruto topped it off and handed the insulated disposable cup to the customer with a wide grin. The man didn’t look all that amused when he took a sip of his coffee, just to verify it was what he ordered. Naruto watched anxiously, leaning over the counter in excitement as he watched the man swallow the hot beverage. The first expression on his face was priceless when he realized it wasn’t straight up black coffee, dark eyes widening then narrowing in on Naruto’s smug, smiling face. It was scandalized at first and then melded into something different, a pleased smile crossed his lips when he leaned over the counter and looked at Naruto. “So what did you put in here?” he purred, peering up at Naruto through lidded eyes as he tried to flirt the answer out of the barista. “It’s a secret,” Naruto responded, leaning on his elbows on the cool countertop, placing a hand in his palm as his blue eyes glittered with mischievousness. This type of banter he was used to, especially when people tried to extract his secret from him as to what was in their drinks. He had gotten every offer from mind blowing sex to marriage proposals. But not one of those offers piqued his interest, it wasn’t that he was declining them on purpose, but Naruto had an idea of what he wanted in a partner and not one of those people had interested him. “What if I took you on the best date of your life?” was the answer, the man’s tone low and sultry as he took the opportunity to sip his coffee. “You deserve that much for making such a fine drink.” They were the sweetest words Naruto had heard, but he could tell the man was not used to saying them. “But, good sir, how do you know I swing towards that particular persuasion?” “I just do,” his voice was like dark silk as it flowed to Naruto’s ears. He stood straight up and those dark eyes bore into blue ones, neither man looking away as he leaned in closer. “If you want my name first, it’s Sasuke. See, now we’re acquainted, Naruto.” Naruto would have asked how he had known his name, but he would have felt dumb since he remembered he was wearing his nametag. He had to come up with a smart retort, something to drive the beautiful man away. He didn’t like being under the scrutiny of others, especially someone as handsome as Sasuke. It was obvious he was Japanese with his rounded eyes, dark hair, and pale skin. “You’d only get a date if you take me to The Golden Snake,” Naruto answered, eyes burning with triumph. Everyone turned him down after he asked to be taken to the high end restaurant, only the very rich could afford to dine there. No one one had been brave enough or interested enough to accept his challenge. “Of course, when’s your next free day?” Sasuke asked as gave Naruto a wide smile, as if he were the cat who had caught the canary. He knew by the indignant expression on the tanned face Naruto wasn’t expecting his answer. “What? You bastard! You can’t do that!” Naruto squeaked, his face turning red, whether it was from anger or being embarrassed. But he knew he was already going on a date with this man as he told Sasuke his next day off and gave him his phone number written on a napkin. ~*~ The techno music blared through the crowd, thrumming through each person’s chest and making it vibrate. The various colored laser lights flashed over the dance, highlighting the frenzy on the dance floor. Everyone was having a good time, it was evident in the way they were grinding against one another as their hands sometimes waved up in the air. The DJ tonight was a legend, someone Konoha knew very well and were proud to have. DJ Sharingan was a mysterious man who was known to never come out of the booth. He was a legend among the people for being the DJ in the tri-state area, but hardly anyone had met him face to face. Naruto sighed as he watched his friends dance freely. He hadn’t been in the mood to go clubbing and yet he had been forced to join them despite his various protests. Naruto had tried to reach Sasuke to invite him out to meet his friends, but the man had never picked up the phone. Their date had gone spectacularly and Naruto hoped he wasn’t being avoided. Of course he had waited a few days before calling Sasuke, thinking if he called the next day he would have come off as desperate. Sighing, he thumped his head against the wall and closed his eyes. He would have been dancing if he hadn’t been so upset. The thought of losing himself in the music had been exciting when he had first arrived, but as he tried to dance, Naruto couldn’t bring himself to put his heart into it. He knew it was foolish to be upset over after one date, but he couldn’t help but feel that he and Sasuke had some sort of connection. His friends had tried to drag him onto the dancefloor, but Naruto was adamant about staying on his spot at the wall. They had long given up on him and decided to dance without him, which he had been grateful for. He hadn’t wanted to be a downer, but with the way things were going, he had no choice. He had finally found someone of interest and he couldn’t even get ahold of them. In fact, Sasuke’s profession never came up in conversation over dinner. Naruto found that odd since the man had left him with a soul searing kiss and a promise that they’d be seeing one another again. Naruto was brought out of his musings by a staff member, blinking in surprise as the man motioned for him to follow. Pushing himself off the wall, Naruto obliged and followed him, hands dug into his pockets. He wasn’t sure where they were going until the man made a turn to the DJ’s booth. Naruto raised an eyebrow in disbelief. From the rumors he’d heard surrounding DJ Sharingan, the man never allowed anyone into his booth. He wasn’t sure if he should feel honored, or if he should just bail. If his friends had ever found out he entered the booth, they would torture him for information. The door was opened and Naruto had no choice but to step in, if he had been invited he couldn’t say no. His father had seen to it that he was polite in such situations. Stepping into the booth, all sound disappeared, it was as if someone had decided to mute the world and Naruto’s body relaxed. Blue eyes scanned the room that was neat, the only thing marring the floor was a messenger bag that had various band buttons on it. But what caught Naruto’s attention was the long haired stranger working the turntables. He was graceful in that sense that no normal person would be able to touch him. Black hair was pulled into a low ponytail at his nape, as it shined in the little light provided by the booth. He was bobbing his head in tune with the music that filtered through the large headphones. Naruto couldn’t see his face, only the back of his head was visible. He continued to watch the DJ in his element. It was evident he enjoyed what he was doing with the way his body swung with the beat of the music Naruto couldn’t hear. “Alright, cool cats, DJ Sharingan is taking a quick break,” the voice was smooth, almost like silk as it filled the booth as well as the dance floor. “I’ll be back in a quick minute, don’t miss me too much.” The headphones were removed and the face that was presented to Naruto was striking. Dark eyes were set above a straight, perfect nose and below that nose were full lips. He had never seen anyone so striking except for Sasuke. But where Sasuke exuded confidence, this man was the epitome of mystery. There was something in those eyes that was coy as well as the smirk that was on his lips. “So, you were the one against the wall,” the man said, moving up from his seat to stand in front of Naruto. He was shorter by three inches, but that didn’t stop him from feeling like he was taller. Naruto found himself staring down into endless black orbs. “Yeah, what about it?” Naruto asked, voice slightly cracking. He had never dealt with a person who had lust rolling off him like DJ Sharingan. This was a first for him and Naruto wasn’t sure how this would turn out. “It’s almost insulting to see someone standing against a wall when you’re DJing. In fact, I believe it has bruised my ego.” The words were purred, as if the DJ were some exotic cat. Naruto had to swallow the lump in his throat as he slid closer to him, laying a delicate hand on his chest. “I’m terribly sorry,” Naruto answered nervously, his eyes flickering to the smaller man’s lips. “I guess I have to make it up to you.” “Hmmm, yes, you do. I should make you dance for me, but I’m thinking of something else,” he answered, pressing his body closer to Naruto and making the taller man sweat. “And that is?” “Take me out tomorrow night, we can have dinner at my favorite restaurant.” Warm breath ghosted over Naruto’s neck, fanning out and making him shiver. “I can do that, DJ Sharingan,” Naruto finally answered, partly regaining his mind as he wrapped large arms around the trim waist, pulling the man even closer to him and lining their bodies up. He wasn’t sure what came over him, but he claimed those full lips with his own, tongue tracing the seam as the DJ opened his mouth. Naruto plundered the sweet mouth, his tongue mapping out the willing cavern as he pressed his hips forward. It was as if he were intoxicated, his head heavy with lust as he cupped the back of the dark head and tipped the mouth back, his tongue slipping in deeper. No kiss had ever felt like this before, so heady that it made his head swim. When he pulled back, Naruto was breathing heavily as he gazed down into half lidded eyes. They spoke of desire and passion that would consume him if he allowed it. “Call me Itachi.” “What are you doing to me, Itachi?” Naruto asked huskily, backing the other up against the wall, pressing his own body flat against the smaller one, lowering his mouth to the long pale neck and nipping it. His body hummed with arousal, pleasure coursing through his veins as he brushed his erection against Itachi, moaning low at the contact. “Seducing you it would seem,” the man quipped back, arching his neck when Naruto bit down on it, arching his back and pushing his own erection into the man against him. “I shouldn’t, but fuck,” Naruto rasped, grinding into Itachi with renewed vigor. His hands slid under the form fitting shirt and fingers danced across smooth skin, moving up until they ghosted over pert nipples. He threw everything to wind as he devoured those sinful lips, delving deeper and deeper, swallowing Itachi’s moans as he pressed his body as close as it would go. “Lust is the best of the seven deadly sins,” Itachi breathed heavily before pulling Naruto down for another toe curling kiss. ~*~ Naruto was bustling around the kitchen, his date with Itachi last night had gone surprisingly well. The man was grace reborn in the way he moved, almost as if he’d been alive for centuries. He would have accused the other of being a vampire, but he felt it would be too childish. Instead, he had enjoyed the presence of Itachi and lost himself. Their make out session in the DJ’s booth had been heady and left Naruto wanting for more. Sasuke still hadn’t called him and Naruto was beginning to think that he had been played by the man. It wasn’t like they were dating or exclusive and so he hadn’t felt bad about seeing Itachi. In fact, they had another date planned for the following night since Itachi had a gig tonight. Naruto couldn’t get either man off his brain, they haunted him twenty-four seven. Sighing as he left his kitchen and flopping down on his couch, Naruto turned the TV on as his phone rang. Frowning as he turned the volume down, he picked his phone up and blinked in surprise at the number that flashed across his screen. It was Sasuke. Answering it, he placed the phone to his ear and answered. “I thought you weren’t gonna to call,” Naruto admitted instead of saying a greeting, his head resting against the back of his couch. A smile quirked at his lips as he heard Sasuke falter on the other end. “I had planned to, but a few things came up and I couldn’t even send off a text,” Sasuke answered, his tone apologetic. “You gonna make it up to me?” “Of course, I can’t seem to get you out of my mind, Naruto. How about today at noon? We can go to the boardwalk and grab lunch at my favorite spot.” “What makes you think I want to go out with you now? Maybe I met someone else.” His tone was teasing, but it actually wasn’t far from the truth. He would never tell Sasuke that though, Naruto wanted to know both men a little more before he made his decision. “I seem to remember you clinging tightly to me when I kissed you breathless on our last date.” “That was different and you know it! You were just so handsome, not even a saint could resist you!” Sasuke chuckled through the phone, the sound was music to Naruto’s ears as he tucked his feet under his body, adjusting himself so he was leaning against the arm. “So, you want to go to the boardwalk, that sounds like a lovely idea since it’s warm outside. What time are you gonna be here?” “Actually, I’m standing outside your door.” “A little presumptuous don’t you think?” “Not really, I know you can’t deny me anything.” Sighing, Naruto moved from the couch and padded his way to the door, his feet slapping against the tile. He opened the door and sure enough Sasuke was standing there with a smirk on his lips, leaning against the interior of the doorway. He hit the end call button on his touch screen phone and sauntered past Naruto. Blue eyes watched the lithe frame let itself into the apartment, walking into the living room and plopping itself down on his couch. Shaking his head, Naruto shut the door and joined Sasuke on the couch. He was wearing orange lounge pants and no shirt, and even though he had the other man in his apartment, Naruto would not throw a shirt on. “So what made you stop by?” Naruto asked, raising an eyebrow as he caught dark eyes roaming eyes, stopping on the piercing in his left nipple and gazing at it intently. “I wanted to see you, I didn’t want you to think I had bailed on you,” Sasuke replied, his eyes flickering up to meet Naruto’s. “I got really busy with some research for work and didn’t know how much time had passed. I apologize deeply about that.” “So what is it you actually do?” Naruto asked, placing his feet in Sasuke’s lap and wiggling his toes as a smile split his face. “You never told me that.” “I’m a genealogy expert and I offer my services to the public to research their family trees. I never take on more than two cases at a time, but I have a client now and their tree is causing me some problems. But I’m past the problem now and I thought I deserved some free time and you were the first person I happened to think of.” “I feel so flattered,” Naruto flirted, batting his eyes coyly. “I seriously thought you were just gonna walk away from this, though.” “I know and I didn’t want to leave that impression that I thought of you as a one time thing. I pushed through my work so I could be here with you today.” Sasuke answered, his hands grabbing Naruto’s foot and massaging it. “Oh, God,” Naruto moaned, throwing his head back as his foot was rubbed with expertise. He never had his feet touched like this and he knew then and there he had to keep Sasuke, if only for the massages. “I assure you, it’s not God massaging your feet,” Sasuke snorted, but carried on as he glanced at a clock on the wall. It wasn’t even half past ten yet. Naruto would have to get dressed soon if they were to head to the boardwalk and make it to the restaurant before the afternoon crowd flooded the shopping district. “Well it sure as hell feels like it. Hey! Why’d you stop!” Naruto protested, straightening his back as he glared at the man. “You need to get dressed so I can take you out,” Sasuke responded, dropping Naruto’s feet to the floor and ushering him in the direction he hoped the bedroom was. The shaggy head shook in response as Naruto rose from the couch and headed to his bedroom. Naruto didn’t take long in changing his clothes, he already had them laid out for the day regardless if he was going or not. The jeans were form fitting and hugged his legs nicely while the top buttons to the burnt orange shirt were left open. It was an outfit Naruto liked and wore often, regardless if the garments had been washed. He stepped out into the living room again with a pair of socks in his hands and retook his seat next to Sasuke. 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