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Chapter Ten
Konoha was just as hot as it was the day before they left,
with the sun mercilessly burning though dry and warm wind. Aside from the guard
at the gate, and several other people who were sneaking about the shadows in futile
attempts to escape the worst of the heat, the streets were empty.
Naruto, not losing a second when they landed on their feet
between three small frogs who were empathically frowning at the general mood,
didn’t bother with a disguise as he walked by the guardhouse without glancing
sideways. Two chunins got up on their
feet, confused and ready to attack. Sasuke understood Naruto’s hurry, he was
finally able to do something, after many months of helplessness, but making a ruckus
was not a good idea now. The regular sharingan
will do, he decided and glanced back to where one of the guards was grabbing
for his pouch and the other one for the radio. They were both keeping their
eyes mostly on Naruto, but that was high enough to catch the waves of illusion.
A second later, convinced that they got on their feet for nothing else but to
stretch, both guards sat back calmly.
What a couple of idiots. Even if it was someone trying to
impersonate Naruto, all it would take was to stop and sense his chakra. No one else has that fierce
quality in it; it would be easy to recognize it even if the sinister aura
coming from the Kyuubi wasn’t lurking just under the surface.
Ahead of Sasuke, Naruto was picking up his pace, almost but
not quite running. The only thing that was stopping him was, probably, that he
knew that people were off the streets but possibly watching outside though the
windows and he didn’t want to them to panic. Seeing the Hokage without his robe
and ANBU following him, running around the village would doubtlessly have
attracted attention.
Which wasn’t a bad idea.
At the big crossroad near the bridge, Naruto took a turn to
the right. Giving up on watching the surroundings for the stupid rush moron,
Sasuke closed a little bit of the distance between them.
“Where are you going?”
Naruto glanced at him without slowing down.
“To the police station.” He
explained impatiently, as if there was something logical about it. “It’s there,
isn’t it? That basement-hall where the traps are.”
Most likely, the box with the demon sealed inside it was there, in the basement. The station
was the epicenter of all events inside of the Uchiha clan, something that
belonged to them and was completely under their control. It was the most logical
place to hide something as dangerous and brought in for the purpose that was
common for all the clan families. Sasuke couldn’t imagine anyone would want to
take it home, regardless of it being just as much of a threat so close by.
He thought because the original form of the seal he had
found in his father’s things had notes that marked it used and usable for the
location basement was on that it was a room that was sealed. Hopefully, it
wasn’t the entire room, just the box inside.
“And what are you going to do once you get there?”
This time, the glance Naruto gave him was puzzled. “I’ll get
rid of it.”
“How?”
Naruto slowed down a little then. “Well, it’s a box of some
sort, right? We just need to get it.”
“Naruto…” You stupid
fucking moron, Sasuke’s mind supplied but he couldn’t say it, especially
not in the middle of the street. “All we know is that when they decided to take
it to Konoha, the demon was in a box. Maybe that is not the case any longer,
and even if it is, the seal is leaking. Simply moving it might work, but what
if it doesn’t?”
While he was talking, Naruto finally stopped. He was getting
angry again, but at least he was listening. “You mean, moving it might set it
free?”
“I have no idea. We need to make a back up plan before we go
there.”
Naruto clamored: “Well, can’t you seal it again? Only
better?”
Sasuke ignored the little wince Naruto made in the middle of
the word ‘seal’, but the part of him wondered if he would ever be able to talk
about sealing without thinking about what had happened last night. He grit out,
because Naruto was making it all look so simple: “Not without putting a seal
together first.”
“No, no way! That takes too much time.” Naruto seethed. “I
can finally… I can’t just sit and wait…” Instead of trying one more time to
express just how much he disliked not being able to do anything, again, Naruto
froze. “If there’s a possibility for that thing to leak more or whatever, I
have to evacuate people.”
Sasuke took a breath more freely then. He was afraid Naruto
would insist on going into an insane mission to save the day. That would be
needlessly risky, but he would have to follow. Once again, the realization of
just how much Naruto had changed hit him.
Already turning to continue down the street that will take
him to the Uchiha district, Sasuke informed him: “And I have to find something
that can serve as a container and put that seal together.”
“Sasuke!” Naruto called behind him;
a little anxious tilt in his voice, very uncharacteristic for Naruto’s ‘hero
mode’, made Sasuke stop in place. He won’t try to say something stupid, right?
Not here, in the middle of the street, with people living and working nearby
watching them through the windows?
He had to turn, and when he did, Naruto was looking back at
him, frowning. Yes, whatever he had in mind was private. Better to remind him
of that.
“Yes?” Sasuke asked. He had left Naruto’s title hanging in
the air, but even without it, it sounded as if he was waiting for orders.
Luckily, Naruto took the hint. “I’ll send you some help.”
Without a moment of further hesitation, he turned to run into the direction of
the Hokage tower over the rooftops. It didn’t matter if people would worry now
– they would be herded out of their houses soon anyway.
Sasuke followed his example. One of the buildings he had to
pass on his way home was the police station, so he spared a couple of minutes
to make a thin barrier on the door. If Naruto changed his mind about waiting,
it couldn’t stop him from coming inside, but it would warn Sasuke about it.
***
The missing pages from the notebooks and journals were
something Sasuke had noticed before, but back then he was looking for the ways
to discover why were those extremely dangerous fire based traps placed indoors.
Now, when he was more interested in the plans his clan had for the overthrow
they were planning, the pattern was obvious.
Even though business of similar and even same nature to the
one clan had in other places was neatly written and left in those notes, everything
regarding the trip to Granny’s abandoned city was missing. They considered the
code clan was using unbreakable, and as far as Sasuke was aware, it was. There
was no one left in the world that would be able to read and find out
information written on these papers; no one but Sasuke. A little bit he had
found on the strange seal before was all information that was left in the
papers Sasuke had in the house.
Finding the container to seal the demon in was also very
important, but it was physical job. Making a new seal demanded concentration
and mental strain, so Sasuke decided to take care of that first.
He took the original scroll, the one he had found the seal
drawn on before. Small handwritten notes on the side were pointing out that
it’s the model-seal and numbers marking the exact position. Sasuke took a map
of Konoha, even though he did that before, and calculated location again, but
there was no doubt. It marked the end of the basement in the police station.
Looking through it, all clauses seemed equally important.
He’d need the one for sealing off evil definitely, and also the other standard
ones for storing up great amounts of chakra.
He would have to stick to the way those inventing the original seal worked out
the identity confirmation, because there were no specifics on the type of the
demon or his strengths and weaknesses; nothing to help him. Breaking contract
was fine, too. But the solutions for feeding the seal were not good at all.
The main feeding source was surrounding nature, but the
alternate source… Clause was one of the smallest ones. It was marking the
preferred source for feeding seal symbol for power and leadership, and as a
specific human.
Sasuke set up and blinked several times to chase lingering
images and patterns of the ink from the scroll in front of him. That should
make Naruto’s committee happy. He had nothing to do with this entire situation.
The seal has definitely leaked, and it leaked on the clause for alternate
feeding. That is why the demon always went back to try to feed on Naruto,
because it basically had an address within its reach.
The clause connecting the Hokage to the seal was not active,
but it was there, it existed. The link was strong enough to smell Naruto
through it. In fact, that might explain why it weakened just as Naruto became
the Hokage. It was the power, Naruto’s own and the power of Kyuubi just on the
other side of the wall, an enormous amount of chakra just outside of reach, too tempting for a demon trapped for
so long not to struggle more forcefully.
Whenever it managed to reach out thought that little crack,
it went straight for that source. But the Kyuubi seal was keeping enough of
Naruto’s energy in reserve, which was saving Naruto and making the demon go for
the nearest tempting chakra and life
force that was forming it. There was no time at the moment, but Sasuke was sure
that if he asked Sakura, she would tell him all of the victims had more chakra then was usual.
A subtle disruption of the outer barrier announced an
arrival, most likely the help Naruto promised. When the visitor landed softly
in the back yard, Sasuke wasn’t displeased to recognize Naruto’s advisor, Nara. There was no love
lost between them, but at least he won’t have to repeat himself three times at
every turn.
He opened the door before his visitor got to them.
“A demon?” Shikamaru questioned
when Sasuke gestured him to come inside. “Do you know what kind?”
It was as easy as that. Sasuke shared information in short informative
sentences, and with the undivided attention he was getting, they went thought
the most important parts before even reaching the table with the documents
spread on it.
The rest of the seal formed quickly between them, and for
the container, Shikamaru suggested one of the bigger bowls his clan was using
for storing plants they were collecting in their woods. It had a fixable lid,
so Sasuke agreed that it was a good idea.
***
The streets were empty when Sasuke and Shikamaru passed them
on their way, but around the Hokage tower, a number of people remained. Naruto
was trying to reason with them when they arrived. Because it would probably not
be a good thing to jump over their heads, Sasuke murmured so only Shikamaru
would hear: “I’ll find another way in.”
Leaving one of Naruto’s most trusted consultants to help him
should be enough. If Nara
couldn’t think of a way to deal with a bunch of displeased shinobi, no one could.
Aside from the people on the stairwell, the tower was almost
empty. In the private Hokage quarters there was a glint of two familiar chakra signatures. Sasuke slipped
through an opened window on the second floor and went right there.
“What’s with those people outside?” He asked when Sakura and
Hinata looked up at the sound of the door opening.
Sakura brightened with a tastelessly wide smile, considering
the situation. “They don’t want to leave if the village is in danger. It took
us a minimal amount of time to complete the evacuation, but a couple of them
just won’t go.”
Ah. She was taking it as loyalty to Naruto.
“The further away they are when we do this, the better.”
Sasuke told her.
“Yeah, Naruto said that, too.” Sakura sighed. “And then he
said I have to go, too – right after he asked me for the fifth time if someone
died last night. What’s up?”
She’s better off gone. Everyone is better off gone. Only
Naruto, because of the seal Sasuke made the previous night, can face this
thing. But Sasuke had to stay, because there to seal that thing again might
arise, and he wasn’t confident that Naruto could do that on his own.
Instead of trying to explain everything, he gave her a box
full of all documents he managed to gather since he was appointed this mission.
“Take these. If something goes wrong, you will need it to know what’s going on.
Don’t allow anyone to rush back into the village before you read them. Nara knows, but it would
be better if someone else does as well.”
There was not much chance that the demon, once free, would remain
in Konoha when there was no one there. Maybe it will go back where it came
from, maybe just seek out people to feed. But they were unpredictable, and if
it decided to stay around, this will give people some time.
It was just for the last resort, though. If Naruto and
Sasuke failed in getting rid of this thing, there was little chance someone
else would succeed.
Sakura took them and momentarily started digging into the
box.
Hinata, from her position next to the huge bookshelf close
to the door, said: “Naruto looks well. Your trip seems to have done us good in
more ways than one.”
Her tone was quiet, probably because of the inappropriate
familiarity she showed by using Naruto’s name in the Hokage tower. When Sasuke
looked at her, the smile she was wearing was almost playful, if soft. Sakura’s
short snicker confirmed Sasuke’s suspicion – they somehow knew what he had to
do. Maybe Naruto just told them.
Sasuke didn’t answer, not that anyone acted as if they were
expecting him to, content to look around the office. There were more books in
it than in the history section of the public library, but not enough light for
studying. The only furniture aside from the bookshelves was a big desk Sakura
was leaning against, and comfortable brown chairs.
Soon, the distant buzzing sound coming from the crowd
outside subdued. Two pair of steps climbed the stairs.
“…and I don’t like lying, anyway.” Naruto was saying in the
hallway.
“You would rather them die then lie a little?” Shikamaru
answered, his voice almost scorning. “You can’t be honest all the time. There
will always be people who will see things differently.”
”You lie to them.”
Naruto offered, walking through the door. “I’ll work on keeping them safe.”
Shikamaru didn’t bother answering him. Instead, he spoke to
Hinata. “Do you have it?”
She nodded and produced one of familiar dishes of Nara’s property. It had
light brown antlers engraved and painted on the sides, faint enough not to
unbalance inking of the seal. Both bottom and the lid were blank. The sealing
Sasuke put out together was not meant for keeping anyway, just for getting rid
of the demon, so it should do well enough.
“It contained roots of Akayajio.” Hinata informed them when
Sasuke took the bowl from her.
Sakura, not even bothering to stop with listing the documents in the box Sasuke had
given her, offered absentmindedly. “Akayajio is good for making poison reach
the bloodstream faster.”
Shikamaru frowned, and Hinata averted her eyes. Sakura didn’t
even notice the reactions she caused. Naruto was really worried. Now was not
the time to deal with Sakura’s obsession, though.
“If you start now,” Sasuke said. “By the time I finish
inking the seal, you should be far enough.”
Sakura gave a hug first to Sasuke and then to Naruto, her
eyes still shadowed from the reading and Hinata wished them luck before
Shikamaru hastened them out. Sasuke was already preparing his kit.
It took him almost an hour to finish. There were too many
clauses; he needed to be careful. Naruto was pacing his office like a trapped
animal until Sasuke sent him out to take a look around the village just in case
someone remained behind. Naruto glared – with the full right to do so; the
method Konoha was using for complete evacuation was flawless. But he left
anyway, making many clones before he even left the office. The lack of huffs
and muttering did wonders for Sasuke’s nerves.
***
It was dusk when Naruto and Sasuke landed on the first step
of the police station. Even the slowest of the villagers were supposed to be
far enough by then; at least in the first populated place. The day behind them
felt as if it lasted for too long already, like all the days full of
achievements did.
Naruto said nothing when Sasuke undid the barrier on the
front door, but he was already clenching his fists in anticipation while he was
waiting for him to undo the other, stronger barrier sealing off the basement
entrance.
“The traps are mostly
fire based.” Sasuke warned, luring some chakra
into his eyes to activate sharingan.
Naruto gave him an annoyed, impatient look and stepped in first. A standard gap
of ten seconds would be enough, Sasuke decided. They weren’t talking about it,
but in enclosed space, they could disturb one another. When the third huge
flame licked the stairwell at the beginning of the hallway, it was time.
Not using the advantage of starting on the higher ground
would be a waste; Sasuke used the spot a few millimeters above one of the traps
on the right wall to prolong his jump. The distance he managed to cover was
almost to the half, but the maneuver was predicted. When he used his left hand
to redirect his weight to the right direction, a bouquet of extremely hot blue
flames burned him. If he was a moment slower, his hand would have been burned
down to uselessness.
Instead of taking a second to look around at patterns of the
flaring fire around, as his every instinct scream at him that he should, Sasuke
remained in the middle of the hall, where he had landed, in a crouch. Naruto’s
passing had left a fierce tail, but if there was some repetition Sasuke’s sharingan would have caught it.
A roll forward triggered a wire – probably poisoned,
considering that it was made to wrapped itself, not cut. To avoid it, Sasuke
had to fight his first urge to jump high in the air and instead took the
position next to the wall.
Traps Naruto triggered finally subdued, which made the rest
of the path easy for Sasuke to finish. Without the fire, even through the thick
smoke, he could see traps’ setting off clearly, so avoiding them was not too
hard. The speed he needed cost him some chakra,
though.
Leaned against the door at the end of the hallway, Naruto
was waiting. When Sasuke landed close by, he took a close look him before
saying: “Asshole.” It probably meant he got hurt. Sasuke decided not to mention
his burnt palm. “These things are creepy.”
Naruto was gesturing on the walls on both sides. Ugly
pictures of demons were painted, in quality and colors wasted on such damp and
dark place. Sasuke shrugged and settled to undo the complicated locking seal on
the door.
The room behind was as huge as the training ground for
genins behind the memorial and windowless, of course. The switch for light was
covered in spider web when Sasuke found it in the dark. The lights hesitated
for a moment before blinking to life. Sharingan
was quick to adjust, so it didn’t take more then part of a second before Sasuke
realized.
The room was almost entirely empty. In fact, aside from the
completely bare wooden table in the middle, there was nothing inside.
“Sasuke? I don’t see any demons.”
Naruto said, and added: “Nor boxes.”
He walked around Sasuke and then around the room, almost as
if he was expecting that the demon was hiding in a corner. But every part of
the room was clearly visible in the strong white light, and there was nothing
inside. The thing was moved somewhere else.
“What’s this?” Naruto interrupted the silence. He was
leaning over the table, so Sasuke went to see. There was a single piece of
paper lying on the flat wood. “Drawings? What the
hell?”
It was a message written in clan code, Sasuke knew that on
the first glance. But the closer inspection discovered that it was his family’s
variation of the code. With sharingan,
copping someone’s handwriting was easy, but in the combination with the code…
“What?” Naruto demanded. “What’s that? What does it say?”
A new lungful of air was only partially helpful. Sasuke
forced out: “It says I’ll take care of it.”
Even though he couldn’t quite rip his gaze of the symbols
written on the paper, Sasuke saw Naruto with a corner of his eye blink and
frown.
“I’ll take care of it?
Take care of what?” He was wondering aloud. “Is that a riddle? What a weird
demon.”
That successfully made Sasuke look straight at Naruto. “The
message is not from the demon, you idiot. It’s from Itachi.”
Naruto opened his mouth in a silent oops. After a moment, he recovered. “Well, then it’s definitely a
riddle. Do you know how long it took me to understating why your brother made
me swallow a crow?”
Sasuke ignored him.
He should have known that Itachi was here. The entire point
of the massacre was to prevent the rebellion, wasn’t it? It was unlikely that
Itachi didn’t know about the exact plan. And it was improbable that he would’ve
left something so dangerous in Konoha. He would have wanted to get rid of it
himself.
“But he didn’t.”
“What?” Naruto asked, leaning a little closer. Sasuke took a
step away, out of sheer fear he would lean in for support. He was feeling a bit
weak.
“He didn’t take care of it.” Naruto frowned stupidly, so he
snapped: “He took it out of Konoha to God knows where and the thing is still
killing people here! How am I supposed to find it?”
His voice was becoming more unsteady with every word. Sasuke
wondered, with the part of his mind that wasn’t busy fighting the need to yell,
why was he still reacting so strongly on the mere mention of Itachi’s
involvement.
“Geez. Calm down.” Naruto said,
attempting again to stand closer. Sasuke moved further away. “Itachi was not
exactly a moron, you know. I’m sure he left clues in case something happened
before he managed to get rid of it – like it did.”
And if he didn’t? There was no
doubt he was sick and intending to die of Sasuke’s hand so the power he
obtained wouldn’t be wasted, but what if Sasuke found him too soon? This day
was turning into just one more reason to regret everything he was; one more
reason to hate himself for not knowing how to listen.
This time not giving him a choice, Naruto leaned in quickly,
grabbing Sasuke’s forearm. “We’re going out now. You need some air.”
Not willing to be led out like a faint girl, Sasuke dig his
heels into the ground until Naruto rolled his eyes a little and let go. It was
better without the constant temptation to do something stupid.
They simply walked out; the traps couldn’t be triggered from
that side.
***
It was already early in the morning, but the signals for
directing and redirecting groups of returning villagers to Konoha were still
echoing off the deaf hour. Naruto had refused to give out the order for them to
come back until way after midnight. There were thousands of clones running
around the entire evening, mostly searching inside and out of the Uchiha
district, but a healthy amount of them also looking in the other areas Naruto
felt that were a possibility.
Later, he first sent out a message for some of the Hyuugas
to return. The clan elders sent a younger daughter from the main branch and
several of her constant companions. Sasuke grit teeth and glared a lot, but he
couldn’t say anything about a load of Hyuugas having insight in every little
thing that was left of his family.
Naruto called for an emergency meeting of the committee for
the six in the morning. There was nothing actually that urgent, but he was full
of adrenaline and also disappointed because they couldn’t find anything. Sasuke
lingered in the tower as well, because with his mind refilled with Itachi’s
images and intentions, he didn’t want to go back to the empty house.
Most of the night, Sasuke spent in the private Hokage
office; the one that was so full of books and scrolls, he was sure Naruto was
not even using it. The view was better then from the main office, because it
was facing the Hokage
Mountain instead the
front of the tower. From the chair behind Naruto’s desk, Sasuke could clearly
see the tip of Kakashi’s nose. But instead, he found himself watching the
framed picture on the table. They were so young… And in all honestly, Sasuke
wasn’t sure who had a more ridiculous expression on his face, himself or
Naruto. It was Sakura’s fault they turned out that way, she was chattering some
nonsense about how she will now have a picture with the love of her life, which
was really annoying and it made Naruto jealous.
In the hallways, people were rushing at all sides at once.
Sakura was making an announcement on a lower floor to calm down the village;
there were representatives of every clan in there, their distinctive chakra signatures were something Sasuke
could feel without even trying.
When the first gray light colored the sky gray, Naruto
walked into the office. He looked barely somewhat better then he did before
Sasuke sealed chakra inside him. It
was not really a wonder; the mental strain of having all those clones must have
been really big. Otherwise, Naruto seemed to have found a moment or two to
change his clothes, but soft cotton made him appear like he was preparing to
snuggle into his bed, not have an important meeting.
“There you are.” He said through a yawn. Sasuke thought how
it would be proper of him to stand up to let Naruto have his own chair, and
decided it’s too much trouble. Naruto didn’t seem to mind much, but instead of
taking one of the guest armchairs, he hoped up on the desk. On
Sasuke’s side. “This place is not empty for your entertainment, you
know.”
“It’s not?” Sasuke asked, raising an eyebrow. He liked that
office. The impression it was giving was cozy and official at the same time,
and Naruto’s junk on the table made it also feel familiar. Naruto himself
sitting in the middle of it, propped back on his arms,
with his eyes narrowed down at Sasuke just made it better.
“No, it’s off limits. You need to have a special permission
to be here.” A playful smirk replaced Naruto’s narrowed look. “And that’s not a
proper way to great the leader of the village, either. Stand up.”
Fairly sure Naruto was jerking him around, Sasuke stood up
from the chair anyway without a word. Just that, without stepping away, made
him stand so close to the desk, he was practically brushing Naruto’s left leg.
In the burnt down Konoha, Naruto’s body heat shouldn’t have been so tempting to
steal some of it, but the advantages of it were too familiar.
“That’s better.” Naruto smiled to make things worse. “We
need to go to the meeting room now. But before that, you owe me something.”
Even though the tone Naruto had used for the last sentence
made Sasuke want to pin him down to the table and flee the room at the same
time, he focused on the previous one. “We? You want me to attend your committee meeting?”
“They will demand details. I don’t feel like explaining
things.” Naruto rationalized, which translated to I still have no clue about sealing.
To make sure it wasn’t just because Naruto was feeling lazy,
Sasuke suggested. “Nara
can do that part.”
“Shut up, Sasuke.” Naruto returned, still smiling. “I was
thinking about last night and there is a thing I don’t like about that entire
thing.”
No doubt, he was talking about the last night they spent out
of Konoha and not about the one that was slowly fading outside. “A thing? I was sure you weren’t conscious enough to
remember details.”
Naruto’s smile turned into a smirk. He didn’t take the bait.
“Oh, I was. And so I remember there wasn’t any kissing.”
With a flesh of understanding, Sasuke flinched a little. He
meant to step back, but Naruto moved before he could and grabbed his forearms.
“Naruto.” Sasuke said. He wanted it
to go out warningly, but it came out uncertain, so Naruto just raised his
eyebrows. He’d have to try harder. “No.”
Despite the refusal this time being sure and harsh, as the
warning should have been in the first place, Sasuke let Naruto drag him nearer.
“Not a lifelong commitment, Sasuke.” He said, almost whisper
while leaning closer. His eyes were still playful, but there was something else
underneath it, something darker and impossible to miss while looking at
Naruto’s face from just a few inches away. “I’m just asking for a kiss. To make
the experience complete, you know?”
“It was not supposed to be that kind of experience.” Sasuke
said, satisfied he was still sounding firm, despite of
his blood that was cursing wildly from Naruto’s warmth and closeness. “I
thought we were clear on that.”
Anger made Naruto’s mouth utterly kissable. His words ruined
it. “Maybe you can have sex with
people without getting emotionally involved, but for normal people, that is not
exactly easy!”
His grip on Sasuke arms was as firm as steel. It would leave
bruises like Naruto would never have managed using fists; and Sasuke was not
even trying to get out of it. There was no way he would say that aloud, but he was emotionally involved, not to mention
physically attracted. After all, that was the main reason that this was a bad
idea.
“But then, you had so much exercise.” Naruto was glaring,
his bright eyes glittering from the morning light outside. “Maybe if I go visit
your favorite part of Konoha once or twice, you won’t have to deal with
unreasonable demands like this one.”
Sasuke closed his eyes before the picture. A room, with a
rented bed and a rented lover inside, fucking Naruto blossomed within his mind.
It was so wrong. Naruto was not meant for casual sex, he was not the type to
use others – he would have tried to save
people who were selling themselves, anyway. He would have chose one, and fell
in love with him. The possibility, that idea…
It made him jealous.
So Sasuke ignored the soft nasal sound that he let out
without permission, opened his eyes, and kissed him. Naruto was stiff from the
surprise for a single moment only; and then he opened his mouth and kissed
back. He tilted his head and slid his tongue over Sasuke’s; accepting and
offering at the same time. Stimulating bitterness of the kiss ignited a fire in
Sasuke that seared all the barriers between his body and his brain, so there
was no going back, no retreating.
Sasuke traced Naruto’s thighs until his fingers were high enough
to dig into Naruto’s hips. When he yanked him closer, Naruto let go of his
forearms finally and grabbed the back of his neck, with some hair painfully
stuck under his palm, to keep Sasuke from breaking the kiss. That determination
just made his gasping reaction on the full body to body contact get lost in
Sasuke’s mouth. But when he slid lower off the table, rubbing their crutches
violently together, Naruto cut of the kiss just in time to catch Sasuke’s groan
that escaped.
Naruto found his way up the chin to his ear, and bit into
the earlobe. His breath was intoxicatingly warm and lively, but once he
recovered from the lack of Naruto’s clever tongue in his mouth, Sasuke’s brain
cleared up a little.
“Meeting.” He gasped, hating the
need clearly spelled out all over the sound.
It took a moment, but Naruto bit once more, this time higher
at the ear shell so it would hurt for punishment and pushed himself up on the
table again. “Yeah…”
Not wanting to do it at all, Sasuke stepped away and around the
table. Naruto got off the table to walk to a conveniently hidden coat hanger
behind one of the bookshelves. There was a single cloak handing there, the red
and black one, and Naruto put it on.
“After we finish explaining what the alarm was about and what
you found out in the last week,” Naruto said, clearly trying to sound like the
leader he was supposed to be, which was ruined with his still sped up breathing
and flushed face. “I will explain my idea about how we will sneak into the Rain
country and make a visit to some of the Akatsuki’s old bases.”
Rain country was so weak after the last shinobi war, sneaking in would be easy. It would be so easy, it’s
was almost a waste to try.
“Sneak in?” He questioned as Naruto opened the door and
walked out first.
“Well, we will not as much ‘sneak in’ as we will go to make
an official business visit…” Naruto grinned, even while squinting against the
rising sun in the hallway that had windows facing east. “But as they won’t know
the real reason we will be there, it’s as good as sneaking in.”
Closing the door behind him, Sasuke thought about the plan.
It was better than to make the big effort into getting all that way there in
secret, and people there might not even question too much him asking around his
brother. It should be fine, as long as Itachi actually left something to base
their investigation on.
Naruto was already walking down the hall, so Sasuke
followed. There was not much use in making plans before he heard Nara’s plan, and anyway,
he was very curious about this committee and the famous meetings.
That morning was surely revealing.
end
of part one
A/N: You didn’t know it was part one? But it just feels like
it, especially considering how different the setting will be for the rest of
the story (Rain country, what Akatsuki did in their free time, some politics
and a lot about Itachi) and a tiny time skip I will have to make. In fact, I’m
seriously considering to do the rest of the story in
Naruto’s pov. What do you think?
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