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Chapter 10: Wheat Ohs
Taste Like Cardboard, Teme!
Sasuke blinked several times when he
heard an unfamiliar song playing from somewhere on his floor. He looked over
the side of his bed and saw a pair of jeans that definitely weren’t his. He
realized he was dressed only in his boxers and couldn’t remember getting home
the night before.
There was a groan from behind him and a
shifting of the mattress. A pair of strong arms wrapped around his waist and a
pair of lips latched onto his shoulder, sucking lightly. “Saaaasuke….,” Naruto whined. “Could you get my phone…? I don’t want to
get up… Your bed is so much more comfortable than mine…”
Sasuke snorted. “Whatever,
dobe.” He leaned over and grabbed Naruto’s phone from his pants pocket.
He glanced at his caller ID and saw Gaara’s name. Smirking, he answered it
while Naruto whined in protest.
“Moshi moshi, this is Uzumaki Naruto’s
phone.”
There was a long pause, then, “Is this
Sasuke?”
“…Temari? Why are you using Gaara’s
phone?”
“I should be asking why you’re answering
Naruto’s phone!” Temari retorted, though with a definite bemused streak. “Don’t
tell me you guys are already sleeping together.”
Sasuke blushed, realizing that it was
true…though not the way Temari had meant it.
Naruto plucked his phone from Sasuke’s
hand. “Moshi moshi, Temari-chan! What’s up?”
“I’m your morning wake-up call!” she
cried chipperly. “Neji called Gaara last night to
make sure you were up in time for your 9:30 meeting, but Gaara just drifted off
to sleep about an hour ago and I didn’t want to wake him…so I called you
instead.”
“…Why couldn’t Neji just have called
me?”
Temari huffed. “Oh, you know how he is.
Besides, I heard he had Shikamaru over last night.
He’d be too tired for wake-up calls this morning. If I know him, he’s probably
in a hot bath right now, relaxing those stiff muscles, that uke.
Speaking of which…Naruto, is Sasuke over at your place?”
Naruto stretched before answering
nonchalantly, “Nah, I’m over at his place. I invited myself over and slept in
his bed.”
“Eeeehhhh?”
shrieked Temari. “Oh! Give me details, details!”
“Well…he was already asleep when I
carried him to the bed, and I lay down next to him and
fell asleep almost immediately after.”
“Oh. Well, that was anticlimactic.”
“Sorry,” he answered sarcastically. “Maybe next time.”
She perked up. “Oh! Maybe!
Well, I guess you’re up, then, so…my work here is done!”
Naruto hung up the phone and, glancing
at the clock, groaned. 7:30?! They had two
hours before they had to meet with Neji. Naruto fell back on his pillow. “Ugh,
we have another hour and forty-five minutes before we have to leave. What do
you want to do until then?”
A dark smirk played across Sasuke’s lips
before he suddenly rolled on top of Naruto, straddling his waist. Naruto raised
a blond eyebrow, but any question he might have had was cut
off by Sasuke’s lips on his. After breaking the kiss, Sasuke sat up and
ground lightly into Naruto. “I can think of a few things…Naruto-kun.”
Naruto arched upward when Sasuke’s hand
rubbed against the front of his boxers. “Aaahh!
That feels so—so good…”
Sasuke bent down and took a nipple
between his lips, flicking it with his tongue. His hand reached inside the thin
piece of fabric and grasped Naruto’s already hard cock before stroking at a
maddeningly slow pace. Naruto’s head thrashed around on the pillow as he tried
to buck into Sasuke’s hand, but the brunette placed
his free hand on his hips to still him.
“Ahh…! Sasuke…! Sa—Sasu…so
good…!” He pushed on the top of Sasuke’s head to get him to stop. In response
to his confused look, Naruto pounced on top of him, sliding his boxers down his
legs and taking him in his mouth.
“N—NARUTO!” Sasuke
screamed, arching up and pushing himself all the way into the blonde’s awaiting mouth. Naruto, who was not quite used to
giving head, choked a little and pulled back. “S—Sorry,” Sasuke panted, trying
his best not to grab the blonde by the back of his
neck and fuck his mouth furiously.
Naruto shook his head. “It’s all right,”
he tried to say around a full mouth. Sasuke’s entire body shivered from the
vibrations. Naruto smirked around his member before bobbing his head and
humming at the same time, reveling in the delicious mewling noises that were
coming out of Sasuke’s mouth. He used his right hand to caress his balls while
his left hand stroked what wouldn’t fit in his mouth.
“A—Ah, N—Naruto! D—Don’t stop—! Ah—so good…”
Naruto liked talking dirty but didn’t
want to release Sasuke from his mouth, so instead of humming, he began trying
to form words. “You like that, don’t you? You like fucking me in the mouth with
that huge cock of yours, don’t you?”
All Sasuke heard was a series of
mumbles, but the alternate and random ways Naruto’s throat would constrict and
vibrate accompanied by the hand deftly playing with his balls had him thrashing
around on the bed moaning and trying to get the rest of himself into the
blonde’s mouth. “Oh, God, Naruto! Don’t stop! Ahh—this feels so—so fucking good…! N—Naruto!
I—I—so good fuck so fucking good… N—Naruto, I’m gonna—”
Sasuke couldn’t finish his sentence
before he arched high of the bed. Naruto continued stroking him through his
orgasm as he released load after load of hot cum into Naruto’s waiting mouth.
He lay panting for several seconds before grabbing Naruto and pulling him up
for a kiss, loving the taste of himself on his boyfriend’s lips.
Before Naruto could blink, he was on his
back and his boxers were gone, Sasuke smirking from between his legs. Sasuke
propped the blonde’s tan legs on his shoulders before
taking him in his mouth. Naruto groaned as he watched his entire cock slip into
Sasuke’s mouth.
“A—Ano sa,”
Naruto panted, barely able to keep his mind on the present. Sasuke looked up
and arched an eyebrow, showing he was listening as he slowly slid up and down
his length. “Ano sa, Sasuke… I—I…I’m not, you know,
small… I mean—how do you fit eight-and-a-half inches in your mouth without
gagging?”
Sasuke let Naruto slip out of his mouth.
He pressed his lips to his pelvis before grinning lewdly. “I don’t know… No gag
reflex?”
Naruto propped himself up on his elbows
to watch. “So…continue?”
“Gladly.” Sasuke licked
the precum from Naruto’s tip before taking the entire cock in his mouth once
more.
Naruto moaned and tried not to thrust
into his mouth. “Oh—Oh, God, Sasuke, that feels so—so—aaahhh—so…fuck…!”
Sasuke removed his mouth and licked from
base to tip before freezing suddenly. He looked up. “So…I think I just got it.
When I eat popsicles…it looks just like this?”
“Yyyyyyyup.”
“Oh.” He licked from base to tip a few
more times slowly, thinking, before getting a mischievous glint to his eye.
“Hey, Naruto… When you masturbate…do you ever touch yourself here?” He pressed
his finger against Naruto’s asshole and massaged a little, loving how Naruto gasped
in pleasure.
“A—Ah…” He felt his cheeks turn red and
wasn’t quite sure why. “Um… Once, a long time ago…”
Another lick. “So… Naruto…”
He slipped Naruto’s right testicle into his mouth and sucked lightly before
letting it fall back out of his mouth. “Did you like it?”
After a few seconds, he nodded. “Yeah…
Yeah, I did. But…I was dating this girl at the time, and I felt…awkward…”
He removed his finger, and Naruto moaned
at the loss of contact. He kissed his inner thigh before sucking hard enough to
leave a red mark. “So, Naruto…” He placed a chaste kiss on his opening, a smirk
gracing his lips. “Do you mind if I touch it?”
Another moan,
and Sasuke realized that just his moans alone had gotten him rock hard once
again. “Oh, God, Sasuke, you can touch any part of my body that you goddamn
wish.” He met his eyes and said in all seriousness, “Sasuke, I’m all yours. You
can do anything you want with me.”
“I’ll take your word on that,” Sasuke
smirked. He stuck out his tongue and touched it to Naruto’s entrance. The blonde jumped but relaxed when Sasuke’s hand wrapped around
his cock and began stroking. “Relax, Naruto…and if it doesn’t feel good, tell
me, and I’ll stop.” He slipped his tongue inside Naruto and groaned when
Naruto’s muscles reflexively clamped around him, imagining how that would have
felt against his own weeping cock. He massaged the tight ring of muscles with
his tongue until Naruto finally relaxed and he was able to go deeper. He
tongue-fucked the boy underneath him while simultaneously stroking him in time
until Naruto could barely form a complete sentence.
He sat back and smiled at the writhing blond beneath him. Moving up, he kissed him tenderly on the
lips, then chin, then collarbone. He slid his tongue against Naruto’s weeping
tip, brushing back and forth over the slit for several seconds. His mouth moved
further down the hard appendage until his nose was pressed
against Naruto’s abdomen. Waiting until Naruto was thoroughly distracted, he slid his right index finger slowly past the
tight entrance and into the warm cavern beyond.
“Oh, God, oh, fuck, Sasuke! Oh, damn,
fuck, you feel so fucking good—aaah! Your mouth
around my cock feels so fucking great! Oh, fuck, don’t stop…!”
Sasuke couldn’t help but smirk as Naruto
continued his nonsensical ramble. He felt his cock jump every time his name
passed those dusty pink lips. He curved his finger, searching for something…
“AAAAHHHHH! OH MY FUCKING
GOD SASUKE THAT FEELS SO FUCKING FANTASTIC!!!”
If Sasuke had thought
Naruto was loud before—prior to poking Naruto’s prostate, the boy had been like
a mouse…a mute mouse. He hit his
prostate several more times, loving the screams he elicited, before slowly
adding a second finger. Naruto winced but tried his best to relax.
“God, you’re so fucking tight, Naruto,”
Sasuke mumbled when he finally had both fingers all the way in. In seconds, he
had found the blonde’s sweet spot, and not long after,
Naruto came moaning his name.
Sasuke swallowed all Naruto had to offer and moved to
lay down next to his boyfriend. Sighing, he rested his head on the blonde’s broad, tan chest. “Mmm… I love you, Uzumaki
Naruto.”
Even though he was exhausted, Naruto
managed to wrap his arms around the pale boy. He placed a light kiss in his
damp hair and said, “I love you, too, Uchiha Sasuke…”
Naruto’s phone rang once more, and he
begrudgingly rolled over and answered it. “What?” he snapped.
“I know there’s a very attractive boy
next to you,” Gaara drawled, “and I know you would love to stay next to him all
day, but you need to be at Neji’s in forty-five minutes, and I doubt you’ve
even showered.” The redhead hung up before Naruto could even respond.
Naruto sat up and stretched, sated yet
very sleepy. He glanced over at the boy next to him and saw that he was still
hard. A devious grin much like the one Sasuke himself had sported earlier
passed over Naruto’s face. “Ne, ne, Sasuke… You know…we’re in a little bit of a
drought right now…and the best thing we can do for the environment is conserve
water…” He grabbed Sasuke’s cock and stroked as he said, “You wanna shower
together?”
Sasuke moaned and bucked his hips upward
into Naruto’s hands. “Y—Yeah… You’re right… F—For the
environment, we should—we should…” He began to buck faster, moaning Naruto’s
name.
Naruto moved his hand, and Sasuke pouted.
“To be continued.” He placed a light kiss on Sasuke’s cheek before pulling his
boxers back on. “Hey, can I borrow some of your clothes? I don’t feel like
going back over to my place to change.”
Sasuke nodded. He watched Naruto rummage
through his closet and slowly began to stroke himself. When Naruto turned
around, he felt himself grow hard once more, especially when Sasuke noticed the
blonde watching and started to put on a show. He leaned back and smirked,
lazily stroking himself, brushing his thumb across his tip whenever his hand
made its way back to the head.
Gathering up two sets of clothes as
quickly as possible, not even caring if anything matched or not, he grabbed
Sasuke suddenly and carried him bridal-style down the hall to the bathroom. As
he locked the bathroom door behind him, he realized he was extremely lucky not
to have met Itachi in the hallway. If he had, he probably would have died from
embarrassment.
Pushing aside thoughts of overly
frightening older brothers, Naruto turned on the water, threw his boxers
halfway across the bathroom, and tossed Sasuke in.
“Naruto!” Sasuke whined,
trying to climb out of the tub. “The water’s still freezing!”
Naruto pushed him back in before
following. “Then we’ll just have to warm ourselves up,” Naruto purred before
grabbing Sasuke’s member in his hand. He leaned his head back when Sasuke’s
hand found his own manhood. They continued to stroke each other,
Sasuke placing kisses all over Naruto’s upper body, until they finally came
together, moaning each other’s names. They fell against each other, practically
collapsing at the bottom of the tub.
It took several moments to regain their
breath and even longer before they stopped kissing and
actually started showering. Naruto found it extremely hard to concentrate on
even simple tasks, such as washing his hair, when sex god Sasuke was anywhere
within five hundred miles of him, especially when said sex god was purposely
trying to make him hard again.
After nearly fifteen minutes, Sasuke
shut off the water and handed the blonde a towel. “I
don’t think that saved any extra water, dobe. In fact, I think we used up more
than we would have taking separate showers.”
Naruto shrugged. “Yeah, well, it’s the
thought that counts.”
Once they had gotten dressed and ready,
Naruto checked his cell phone for the time. “Well, we still have another ten
minutes before we absolutely have to leave… Sasuke, you call Pein, and I’ll
make breakfast.”
Naruto glanced around the pantry a few
times looking for cereal with unhealthy amounts of sugar but couldn’t find
anything that would turn the milk a questionable color. Sighing and resigning
himself to a box of Wheat Ohs, he turned around and
jumped, nearly dropping the box of cereal. Itachi merely stared at him,
bemused, before getting three bowls, three spoons, and a jug of milk and
setting them on the counter.
“Good morning, Naruto-kun,” he said, his
voice dangerously sensuous. “I trust you and Sasuke slept well. Although, I am curious to know why you got such an early start this
morning.”
Naruto felt the blush creeping up to his
cheeks, knowing that he must have heard them. They were quite loud and the
walls weren’t that thick…even if
there was a bathroom separating the
two rooms. Not saying anything and trying to play it cool, Naruto merely poured
three bowls of Wheat Ohs. He put the box back in the
pantry while Itachi poured the milk.
Naruto picked up his spoon and, pulling
his bowl toward him, mumbled a half-hearted, “Itadakimasu.” He took one bite
and made a face. “This tastes like cardboard,” he said around the soggy mess.
He swallowed. “Yuck! How can you eat this, Itachi-san?”
Itachi shrugged. “It’s healthy. You get
used to it.”
“But it’s…really, really, really gross!”
“…Then why are you still eating it?”
Sasuke entered the room without casting
one glance toward Itachi and pulled his own bowl of cereal toward him. He began
to eat in silence, and while he didn’t make nearly as many faces as Naruto, his
eyes were narrowed in dislike. “Aniki,” he said after
a few bites, “I called Pein, and he’s on his way over. Naruto and I are going
out to see his friend Neji-kun for a little bit.”
Itachi nodded. “Well, don’t feel like
you have to come back too soon. I was planning on writing more of my new
script, and I would appreciate the silence.” He winked at Naruto, who blushed
harder and buried his face in his bowl to hide it.
Sasuke sighed. “So, you’re not angry
with me for not asking Deidara? I thought you had a thing for him?”
Itachi laughed—but it was a hollow,
humorless laugh, and it made the fine hairs on the back of Naruto’s neck
prickle. “I may have a thing for blondes, little brother, but I’m way out of
Deidara’s league. Besides, his dick’s too small.”
Naruto had half a mind to ask how small
was “too small” but quickly shut his mouth, not really wanting to find
out…especially not after the blondes comment. He stuffed several more spoonfuls
into his mouth before there was a knock at the door and Pein let himself in.
“Ready?”
Sasuke nodded. He was halfway to the
front door already while Naruto was busy shoveling spoonful after spoonful of
the health food into his awaiting mouth. He was already starving from not
having eating dinner the night before and the exercises that morning, and he
had to be at work at eleven and probably wouldn’t get a break for lunch until
nearly two…
“Wow, Naruto-kun,” Itachi remarked. “You
sure can shovel it down. I bet you don’t have much of a gag reflex.”
Naruto choked, suddenly imagining
Itachi’s dick shoved in his mouth—all the way, no gag reflex. He closed his
eyes and shook his head to clear away the image. Naruto was confused. Even if he had had the slightest interest in Itachi, it wasn’t
the sort of image he would be likely to conjure. It was almost as if
Itachi himself had put that image in his head. But…that was impossible! …Wasn’t it?
“Naruto, are you okay?” Sasuke called
from the living area.
Naruto nodded, still trying to clear his
airway. When the milk was finally convinced to go down the esophagus instead of
the trachea, Naruto called, “Yeah, just ate too fast.
I’ll be fine.” He put his bowl in the sink and mumbled, “Thanks for letting me
stay over and eat breakfast, Itachi-san.”
“It’s my pleasure, Naruto-kun,” Itachi
answered, his voice eerily seductive. “You can stay over as often as you’d
like. I like meeting my little brother’s friends… Oh, and, by the way, Sasuke’s
pants look great on you.”
Naruto hurried out of the apartment as
fast as he could. He had half a mind to change into a pair of his own pants before heading
out but decided against it; he wanted to put as much distance between himself
and Itachi as he possibly could. Ever since he had slid on the pants, he had
knows they were a little tight. After all, Sasuke was a good size or two
smaller than he was. However, he had thought
they were more of a comfortable tight and really didn’t want Itachi—
“Naruto? Are you okay?
You’re practically running…”
Sasuke’s voice brought him out of his
reverie and he looked down at the brunette jogging beside him. “O—Oh… G—Gomen,
Sasuke…” He slowed to a walk and decided to tell Sasuke what had happened
before it grew to be a big deal. “It’s just…while I was choking, your brother
sort of…hit on me.”
“Yeah, he’ll do that,” Sasuke said
tersely, glaring at the ground.
“Well…,” continued Naruto nervously.
“That’s not all… He said something—something that could be connotated
sexually, and…and suddenly I had this naughty picture
of him in my mind! And, I mean, I really don’t get it, because I have virtually
zero attraction toward him!”
Sasuke sighed before slipping his hand
into Naruto’s. “Yeah… I appreciate your honesty,
Naruto, and I’m glad you told me. I won’t leave you alone with him anymore.
Don’t think you’re the first one he’s done that to. He
has this…ability, I guess you can say—he can make anyone see any image he wants
them to see just by changing the tone of his voice. Trust me, even I’ve been
at the receiving end of it, and it wasn’t pretty. He’s aware of it, too,
that bastard. He calls it ‘sharingan,’ whatever that means.”
Suddenly, Sasuke smirked slyly. (A/N:
Alliteration! …Sorry, I’m a nerd.) “So…Naruto.
What exactly did you see?”
Naruto blushed and stared at him
skeptically. “Y—You really want me to tell you?”
“If you tell me what he made you
see…I’ll tell you what he made me see.”
“Er… I guess…” He took a deep breath and
hoped no one else on the sidewalk was listening in on their
conversation—especially not Pein. He didn’t want to give Itachi the
satisfaction of knowing that his “sharingan” had worked…although, he could
probably tell by the shocked expression on his face. “Well… His cock was in my
mouth, but we were wearing, like, all this bondage shit. He had on these little
crotchless leather shorts and he had on a—a—a cock
ring.” He didn’t know why, but he felt embarrassed saying “cock ring” in front
of Sasuke…
“Oh?” Sasuke was still smirking. “And
what were you wearing, my little kinky devil?”
Naruto was surprised. “Sasuke, are…are
you into kinky stuff, like leather and bondage and shit?”
Sasuke shrugged. “Hey, with you,
anything’s hot. We could fucking coat ourselves in honey and feathers and I’d
still cum all over you, if you asked me to.”
“Oh. Well…I don’t see us coating
ourselves in feathers any time soon…but honey might be fun to play with. It’d
be fun to lick stuff off you. Maybe I’ll even pour a pile of Wheat Ohs on your chest and eat them off.”
“…Yeah, the Wheat Ohs
were not my idea. That’s Itachi’s cereal. It’s actually one of the better
cereals we keep in the house.” Sasuke leaned close. “So…you never did tell me
what you were wearing…”
“Oh. Well, I don’t really remember. I
tried to block it out so quickly I didn’t catch all of the details. But I
remember I was wearing leather boots. And assless
chaps. Like that guy Izzy Sparks from Guitar Hero.” (A/N: I don’t own Guitar Hero or any of its sequel
games…as you might have noticed… Otherwise there might
actually be cute male characters in
those games…)
Sasuke laughed. “Yeah, I’ve seen those
hanging in his closet. Since then, I haven’t gone in Itachi’s closet. Damn, Naruto… What exactly did he say to you to spark this
image?”
“Something about having a gag reflex…”
“Yeah, we need to fix that.” His toothy
grin reminded Naruto of Kisame’s. “I want you to be
able to take my whole cock in your
mouth.”
Naruto moaned and ignored it when
several people around them turned sharply to look at him. “Damn it, Sasuke.
Don’t do that… Neji won’t let me wank off in his
house, and then I have to get to work at eleven. I don’t want to be hard the
rest of the day, you sexy beast. But…speaking of which…you owe me an image, teme!!”
“Sure you can handle it, dobe?”
Naruto growled. “Of course I can!”
“Well… About a year ago, Itachi and I
got in an argument about whose turn it was to clear the table. To this day, I
still swear it was his turn…but suddenly, I got this image of Itachi fucking me
on the kitchen table. I was so shocked that by the time I came to, Itachi was
already gone and I had to wash all the fucking dishes.”
“Oh. I didn’t know washing dishes could
be such a big deal.”
Sasuke rolled his eyes. “Shut it, dobe.”
While his tone was harsh, his smile gave him away.
They arrived several minutes later
outside Hyuuga Manor, and Naruto tentatively reached up and rang the doorbell
at the front gate. He scratched the back of his head nervously while he waited
for the gates to open and mumbled, “Neji knows I hate coming here… It makes me
so anxious. Their house is so friggin’ big…”
Sasuke gazed past the gates at the large
manor beyond and shrugged. “My old house was bigger,” he said nonchalantly as
the gates swung open.
Naruto stared open-mouthed as he walked
behind Sasuke, the pale boy walking straight up to the house without a problem.
“Good morning, Sasuke-kun, Naruto-kun,”
Neji said, nodding at Pein as well. “Thank you for coming all the way out here.
Please follow me…”
Neji led them to a building Naruto had
never been in before…although, in all honesty, he couldn’t be totally sure: all
of the buildings that made up Hyuuga Manor looked the same. After taking off
their shoes, the trio followed Neji past beautiful, traditional paintings
lining the walls. Naruto stayed in the exact middle of the hallway,
afraid he would bump something and ruin what probably cost more than it would
take to build a public high school. He shuddered, wondering how many years it
would take before he could pay even one-tenth of one of these paintings.
They stopped outside a sliding door,
which Neji opened with extreme caution and deliberation. In Naruto’s opinion,
he did it for dramatic effect.
A woman who looked just like Hinata
would if she were twenty to thirty years older was passing by when she stopped,
starting. “Oh… Pein-san…”
Pein nodded. “Hyuuga-san.”
She smiled, and Naruto felt his heart
stop. So this was Hinata’s mother and Neji’s aunt…?
She had a beautiful physique and complexion and the same eyes as her children
and husband, yet, unlike her children’s eyes and more like her husband’s eyes,
they were completely devoid of emotion, merely two endless pits of white…unfeeling.
“Pein-san,” she continued, her smile
showing off her small, pearly white teeth. Her voice was comforting yet at the
same time unsettling. Naruto felt bile rise in his throat when he realized how
much this woman reminded him of Itachi. “Pein-san, would you accompany me to
the other room, please? I have a business proposition to discuss…”
Apparently, Hyuuga-san held more sway
over Pein than Itachi, for he followed the woman a few doors down without
question.
Neji quickly beckoned the pair into the
room before closing the door a lot faster than he had opened it. “Hurry, we
don’t have much time before our distraction wears off…”
There was a small teak table at the
center of the room which they sat around, Naruto and
Sasuke on one side facing Neji. Naruto comfortingly slipped his hand in
Sasuke’s, who squeezed back.
Neji began immediately: “Sasuke-kun, we
have an interview set up for Chakra Television. You will accompany Hiroto-san.
He will speak first; I’ve already written the outline of a speech for him and
asked him not to mention Itachi’s name. I’ve also paid him a large sum of money
to ensure his cooperation. Although, to tell you the truth, Sasuke, Naruto…he
seems genuinely upset about the article and said he had been planning on a
public announcement anyway. Something about not having read
the one portion where Sasuke ‘paid men for sex’—his words.”
“Bull shit,” Naruto mumbled.
Neji shrugged. “Sa ne?
The point is, Sasuke…for us to pull this off, you need to prove to the masses
that Naruto is indeed not a
prostitute. You need to announce publicly the relationship between the two of
you. Are you willing to do that?”
Sasuke slowly turned toward Naruto and
blushed. “N—Naruto…? I—I—”
Naruto hung his head. “Y—You’re not ashamed of me, are you, Sasuke…?”
The brunette
looked taken aback. “N—Not at all, Naruto! Of course not! I just wanted to make sure you were all right with it first!”
Naruto looked up and beamed. “Of course
I’m all right with it! I would profess our love from the top of a mountain!
I’ll even kiss you on television, if anyone wants more proof!”
“That might be necessary, actually,”
Neji said calmly. “No doubt the media will show the picture from the magazine
plenty of times. But, Naruto, you, too, will need to be there. You need to play
the part of boyfriend to pull this off. Also, it might help if you lie and say
you had gotten together before the
photo shoot. Otherwise, the media might spin this in a negative direction and
say the two of you got together because of
the photo shoot.”
“Ah, what do I care, anyway?” Naruto waved
his hand impatiently. “I mean, who cares what the media thinks? All I care
about is getting Sasuke’s name cleared of seeking out male prostitutes!”
Neji glared. “You’d better start caring
about what the media thinks, Naruto. The media could either make or break
Sasuke’s career. Theater and production companies won’t be as willing to hire
someone with a stain on their name. If this gets out of hand enough, Sasuke’s
career could end and his name would fade to but a memory.”
“I don’t care,” mumbled Sasuke, burying
his face in Naruto’s arm. “It was Itachi’s stupid idea, anyway. I don’t even
want to be a stupid model—or an actor.”
“Oh, don’t say that,” Naruto placated,
wrapping his arms around Sasuke. “You’re really good at what you do, you know?
Besides, I’m jealous. I think a life of fame and fortune would be exciting!”
“Then you can have it,” Sasuke spat. “I
hate having other people watching every step I take…and my loving manager and
brother Itachi is more than willing to give out any mistake I make.”
“Then we’re clear on what you need to
do?” Neji asked. He waited for the two of them to nod before standing up. “All right. That’s all I wanted. You may leave now.”
Naruto snorted. “You’re so weird, Neji.
What’s the hurry to get us out of here?”
The door opened and Pein entered.
“Sasuke, your brother needs to speak with you. I’m to bring you home right
away. Something about appearing on television tonight.”
Naruto made to leave with them, but Neji
grabbed his shoulder, successfully stopping him mid-step. “Naruto, you didn’t
think you were leaving, did you? Tonight, you are going to perform your role as
boyfriend to famous supermodel and actor Uchiha Sasuke. What do you think
you’re going to wear? This?”
Naruto’s face fell. “Oh. I didn’t think
about that.”
Neji scoffed. “I know. Come on, blondie. Back to my closet we go.”
“But I just got out of the closet,”
Naruto whined.
You
know, it’s got to be one hell of an excellent job writing smut for a living
(oh, if only I were paid for this, haha). I’m totally with Jiraiya on this one:
watching people shower would totally be considered
research! Although, I would probably pick a better place to peep than at a hot
springs… Then again, Sai got an eyeful of Naruto. Maybe it would end up being
worth my while…
Mapquest
me to the nearest hot spring! …Just kidding. :)
Oh,
okay, so when Naruto was making breakfast at Sasuke’s house (I love how he just
goes through their pantry; oh, and he left a jug of orange juice in their
refrigerator from a previous chapter…it’s like he has two homes) and saw Itachi
and was like, “OMGZ WHEN DID YOU GET THERE LOLZ ROFLMAO?!??!!11”
(hahaha, I never type like that, so I had to get it
out of my system), I was going to have him holding cereal bowls and dropping
them but decided against it (because I was too lazy to have them clean it up).
However, this scene reminds me a lot of one of my friends, who used to be the
biggest klutz EVER—and I mean this with all the love in my heart. :) Anywho,
so, she was making a bowl of cereal and just chillin’,
holding the milk carton…and then she drops the full jug…and milk goes literally
EVERYWHERE! All over the floor, the counters, the
refrigerator—not even kidding, THE CEILING. There was milk on her ceiling…and it pretty much rocked. :)
Oh,
and I guess I have to site the honey idea. Sigh… Anywho, the honey idea came
from a, uh…nameless friend of mine. We’ll call him
Oliver. Because I love the name Oliver. :) (Although,
Oliver’s real name is even more kick-ass than Oliver, if you can believe that. :O) Anywho, Oliver and his
boyfriend, uh…Uzbekistan… Yeah. Well, they use honey in their…uh, fun
time…and Oliver told me about it, and I thought it was friggin’
hot, so I stole it, so :P I disclaimer it.
Please
review! :)
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