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Opposite Sides of the Tracks	By : kizukatana Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1622 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 9
- 10
Warning: Hard Yaoi/Lemons and FLUFF - this chapter is not appropriate for readers under 18, or people who wanted Naruto to die at the end (Feel free to read the manga...) But yay! The story is now complete. Thank you for sticking with it until the end. I hope the ending satisfies. It is quite a bit longer than the other chaps, but at least is complete. I couldn't find a good place to break it into two. So here it all is!
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Sasuke threw open the door to Naruto's locker room, looking wildly around, his heart pounding. Naruto stood in the middle of the room, his bemused look startled off his face as the door banged open, and he jumped.
"Holy hell! Fucking shit! If one more person busts through that door and scares the hell out of me, I'm going to have a heart attack!" Naruto breathed out a sigh and bent over, with his hands on his knees. He looked up at the panicked expression on the dark haired man's face and saw it shift to confusion.
"Hey, Sasuke. What's up?" He asked with a grin, as Sasuke simply stood there staring at a perfectly healthy and undamaged Naruto and trying to make sense of how that would be possible given that he just saw Sai walking calmly out of the locker room.
The door slammed open again, and both men jumped. "Will someone just shoot me now and put me out of my misery!" Naruto growled.
Gaara looked at Naruto in surprise
"I got a report from security that Sai was seen on the video cameras leaving your locker room less than five minutes ago." Of course, those same cameras had not shown how he got in the room in the first place, which someone would catch hell over eventually, but that was a secondary matter for now. "Itachi went ahead to see if he could catch Sai."
"Text him and tell him to come back. There's no need to track Sai down. He's... he's not a threat anymore."
Sasuke flipped open his phone, and sent a quick text. Itachi returned less than a minute later, only slightly out of breath. Shikamaru and Temari walked in right behind him, having seen Gaara take off at a dead sprint from the ring after someone from security started talking to him. They all looked at Naruto questioningly.
"Sai came in just after I finished my match. I hadn't even made it to the shower. He just stood there, looking at me for a minute. He asked me why I didn't attack him. And I told him... that he was my friend, and I didn't think I needed to, now that Danzo was dead," a small smile ghosted across Naruto's face. "And he just nodded his head. Then he told me he didn't want to fight a friend either." It was the first time that Sai had ever actually used the word 'friend' to describe Naruto. Probably his first time using it ever.
"I told him about what happened with Danzo, and Gaara taking over. And about Itachi. I told him there would be no hard feelings," Gaara and Itachi frowned a bit at this. "Hey, this guy is amazing. Either of you would be lucky to have him if he decides to continue in the business. But he said he didn't really know what he wanted to do now. He wanted to come and talk to me at the dojo sometime while he figured it out. He looked... a little lost, but... hopeful? Then he just gave me one of his weird smiles, and left." Naruto looked up, focusing again on the faces in the room. "And I had just gotten my heart beating again when Teme here slammed in looking like he was going to decapitate someone."
He smiled at Sasuke, who just snorted and rolled his eyes. Sasuke asked, "So... it's over? Sai is not going to come after any of us?"
Naruto shook his head. "No, he's not. I think... he wants a fresh start."
Relief washed over the group collectively.
Itachi looked at Sasuke, whose eyes were locked on Naruto. "Well, it looks like dinner took an unfortunate ride down the hallway," Itachi turned to Gaara and Temari, "Let's go pick up something else and meet up at the dojo in an hour or so?" Temari and Gaara got the hint, but Gaara still insisted in taking a quick look over Naruto to be sure there were no injuries that required someone with medical expertise. Seeing none, he headed towards the door with the others, stating over his shoulder, "I'll let Shizune know she doesn't need to bother checking in on you."
The door closed leaving Naruto and Sasuke alone. There was a moment of silence that began to stretch uncomfortably as the two men simply drank in the sight of each other, but didn't know what to say given the way they had parted the last time they were together.
"You looked great at the press conferences. I mean, no one even thought of questioning anything you guys were saying. It was pretty cool. Like you have some kind of jedi mind-control powers or something."
Sasuke smirked. "Yeah, that's exactly what it was." Sasuke didn't fidget. Normal people fidget. Uchihas do not fidget. His hands were just... moving slightly in a repetitive fashion. "Gaara told me what happened with Danzo. It sounds like it was good there were two of you there to handle it." He tried not to relive the panic he had felt at how close Naruto could have come to dying. If he had gone alone, he would be dead.
This brought back to mind the last time they had spoken, and the argument they had had. Both wanted desperately to have the fight be over, but didn't want to brush off the other's thoughts on it. So they just looked at each other for a minute, waiting for the other to speak.
"I should hit the shower. I'm pretty gross after my fight, and I don't want to start stiffening up."
Sasuke wasn't sure if Naruto was telling him to leave, inviting him to say, or just saying the first random thing that popped into his head. All three seemed about equally likely.
"I could..." wait in the hall? Fuck that. "I could help you with that."
And just like that, the awkwardness was broken. Naruto breathed out a huge sigh of relief and walked over to his lover, a small smile on his lips. Sasuke pulled him close, and they stood there for a moment, just holding each other lightly, chins resting on each other's shoulder. They were both alright. All the stress and separation. The worry and the insecurity. It was alright now. They stood there, feeling each other's heart beats strong and steady, warm and alive.
"You really need a shower," Sasuke said after a bit. But he made no move to let go or pull away.
"Yeah. You're such a romantic guy," Naruto tried to sound annoyed, but failed.
"Come on. I'll wash your back."
And surprisingly, that's actually what happened. Naruto turned on the water and let it warm up while they removed their clothing. Sasuke locked the door, then followed Naruto into the shower.
The water was hot, and Naruto's body was sore from both the physical and emotional stresses of the past week. Sasuke took a wash cloth and soaped it up, then proceeded to slowly wash every inch of Naruto's skin, using it as an opportunity to verify that his friend was in fact ok. He frowned over some of the deeper bruises, gradually admitting to himself that he hated Naruto's job. If it were up to him, his friend would never have someone hit him again. He wasn't sure how to bring up the subject, though. And he didn't want that conversation to be rushed by the presence of a dinner appointment.
"I don't have a medical degree or anything, but I am pretty sure that bruises don't wash off," Naruto smiled, and Sasuke realized he had been slowly rubbing the same spot on Naruto's shoulder for quite some time.
"Naruto..." he paused, not sure how to continue. "I don't want you to fight anymore."
Naruto looked at Sasuke, trying to understand what his friend was saying. "Fight what?"
"Fight. Be a fighter. In these underground matches. I mean, I know why you did it to start with. But... do you really want to keep doing this?"
Naruto shrugged. He didn't, really. But he every time he tried to think about what he was going to do with his life now his mind shied away from it. He was a high school drop-out and a runaway, with zero family connections. How many options would he really have? It had been easier to just focus on Danzo and the whole situation surrounding it. But now that was over, and reality was calling.
Sasuke didn't push. He could sense the insecurity and uncertainty in Naruto. Naruto hadn't said he was set on being a fighter. That would be enough for now. They could talk more about it after dinner.
Sasuke poured shampoo on his hands and wordlessly began working it into Naruto's hair, who groaned at the pleasure of the simple but intimate touch. "God, Sasuke. If you ever get bored of ruling the financial world, you could be an awesome hair stylist."
"Pfft."
Naruto simply stood, his head lolling forward as Sasuke massaged his scalp then rinsed the soap off.
Sasuke pulled him close and rested his forehead against Naruto's, enjoying the way their breath seemed to float around each other. "Stay with me tonight at my apartment," Sasuke said softly. Naruto's arms lightly encircled Sasuke's waist.
"You got a place in Tokyo?"
"Yeah. Sometimes I have to stay in the capital with so much of our business happening here, so I got a place a month ago. Now that I'm not being hunted down, we can actually use it."
"Ok. But tomorrow let's stay at mine. Anyway, we have to have dinner with the others first though."
Sasuke didn't like that. This mess that had been keeping them apart for the past four years was finally over. All he wanted to do was just lock the two of them away. But he knew Naruto was right. And it was only dinner. He'd have the rest of the night with his lover. He heard the possessiveness in his thoughts, and mentally shrugged. There was no changing or denying his feelings at this point.
But there was something he really needed Naruto to know. Something that had been pissing him off since Itachi had set him straight in the safe house. Not just pissing him off. Maybe... scaring him would have been a better phrase, but he didn't want to fully acknowledge that emotion.
"You aren't worth less than me, you know."
Sasuke's words seemed totally out of the blue to Naruto. He just blinked in confusion. "What?"
"I'm still not happy with you for that crap you pulled in setting this whole thing up."
Naruto just looked blankly at Sasuke, who realized that this was going to be a longer conversation then they had time for now.
"Let's go meet everyone for dinner. Then you are coming back to my place. And we are going to have a long talk."
Naruto pulled Sasuke flush against him, feeling the instant jump in heat between them as their bodies touched. "I hope there will be more than just talking involved," he breathed against the sensitive spot on Sasuke's neck. "I missed you this past week." He sucked lightly on the pale throat, hearing Sasuke's breath catch.
Sasuke reached over and turned off the water. "Come on. Let's get you dried off and I'll rub you down before you stiffen up."
"I'm already stiffening up," Naruto grinned, pushing his hips up against Sasuke's.
"Idiot," Sasuke pulled Naruto out of the shower and threw a towel at him, not failing to notice the slightly questioning look on the blonde's face. Sasuke was achingly hard, and Naruto had obviously noticed. But he didn't want to dive right back into sex when there was so much they needed to talk about. He had a bad feeling that somehow sex was all Naruto thought he wanted from him, thanks in no small part to a series of rather pointed conversations that Itachi had forced him into over the past week.
"What do you want to happen between you and Naruto when this is all over?" Itachi asked, in a seemingly casual fashion. Sasuke should have known. Itachi was never just casually curious.
"I don't know. I suppose I just want to be together, and return to sanity."
Itachi looked at him patiently, like someone trying to teach a small child how to hold a spoon. "What do you think Naruto thinks your relationship is at this point?"
Sasuke just looked at his brother, knowing Itachi must have a point to this line of questioning, but not knowing exactly what it was. And he generally didn't like answering questions of a personal nature unless he knew whether or not he was walking into a landmine. So he simply continued to look at Itachi with an expression of mild disinterest.
Itachi smirked, quite used to this very Uchiha-like behavior, despite their years of separation.
"Because, to an outside observer, most people would assume that you were having a torrid fling with someone far beneath your social class either out of gratitude for his assistance, or because you were just caught up in the adrenaline rush of the events of the past few weeks."
At his brother's words, Sasuke flushed in anger and his fists clenched unconsciously. "Naruto is not beneath me. He is worth ten of any of those ridiculous women mother and father tried to set you up with before -"
"I know," Itachi said simply, looking calmly at his little brother's very uncharacteristic display of emotion and satisfied with what he saw. "And I am relieved to see that you know as well. But my question is, does Naruto know?"
Sasuke shifted. Of course Naruto knew. How could he not know how Sasuke felt? It wasn't as if Sasuke had ever been this intimate with anyone else. He had shown Naruto how much he cared for him. And he had definitely been clear on how much he desired him. And that was the same, wasn't it? But he knew the answer to that, without his brother having to hear him admit it. Damn, Itachi.
"And I suppose you are thinking that you have plenty of time to figure out the right way to tell him how you feel, and make it clear it is not just sex. I mean, now that this is all over, of course Naruto is just going to hang around and do nothing waiting for you to inform him of the more permanent status you want him to fill in your life. And I am sure that he won't try to do something like find gainful employment for himself, given he seems exactly the type of person to just be waiting for some rich guy to come take care of him."
Sasuke narrowed his eyes. Oh, he knew where this was going.
"But of course, if he did decide to look for work, what would he consider his options to be? Applying for a job at Uchiha Enterprises? Hmmm... he didn't finish high school, and he probably has some pretty obvious holes in his resume given the false identity he has been living under for the past four years. That would basically take him out of the running for a job in any legitimate establishment. Unless of course he was going to use his lover for a reference to get a job. And he seems just the kind of guy to do that, right?"
Sasuke's eye twitched. Why had he missed Itachi again?
"Then there are the more obvious places he could find work. Gaara would definitely hire him into his new organization, if Naruto didn't decide to continue to pursue his career as a fighter. I would also probably find his unique skills quite valuable."
Itachi managed not to smirk when he saw Sasuke's fist visibly twitch in his direction at those words.
"And of course, there is always Orochimaru. He has an eye for handsome young men after all."
That got him. "Shut UP, Itachi."
"And once he starts work in one of those organizations, he will be gone. You will never be able to pull him back out, because the police will not let you, no matter how strong your influence will be. You get your hands dirty beyond a certain point and they don't wash off again, no matter how strong the soap."
Sasuke took a deep breath, calming his mind and letting Itachi's words sink in. It was annoying, but evidently his brother had not lost the ability to see directly to the heart of the matter.
"So the question, little brother, is are you willing to put yourself out there enough to convince Naruto that he doesn't need to live a life separate from yours? Can you actually convince him that you see him as an equal, and not a poor orphan that you have decided to provide charity to in exchange for his past help? Because if you can't, you will lose him."
Sasuke unclenched his hands, and looked steadily at his brother. And said the only thing he could. "Yes. I can." Because the alternative was unthinkable.
Looking back on their time together, Naruto had disclosed a lot more of his own emotions than Sasuke had. Which was normal for the two of them. Just about anyone disclosed more emotion than Sasuke, and less than Naruto. But when he thought more about what Itachi had told him about Naruto telling Shikamaru that he didn't matter... that needed to be addressed. Even if he was going to have trouble getting his pants on until his body cooled off a bit more, he wanted to wait until they were back at his place, when he could talk to Naruto first. But that didn't mean he couldn't enjoy himself a little now.
"Come here," he said gruffly, pushing Naruto down on the medical table and grabbing the bottle of massage oil that was sitting beside it. He poured the oil from onto his hands and warmed it before kneading it into the well-defined shoulders. He slid his hands down along the toned arms, working the oil into the tired limbs, all the way down to his fingers. Then he slid his hands back up and began working down from the shoulders across the contours of the muscles of the shoulder blades, and down along the spine.
Naruto groaned in appreciation. Sasuke almost did as well. God Naruto had a beautiful body. Years of fighting had trained it into a taught, sleek thing of beauty. He continued down the taper of his waist, but when he started working on his ass, Naruto reached a hand out and stopped him. "Sasuke... I get that you want to wait until we get back to your place tonight. And I am trying really hard to respect that. But I swear to god that if you keep going, I am going to do all the things I told you I would the last time you were in here, drugs or no."
Sasuke hesitated. He had had some rather sweaty dreams of exactly that for weeks after that encounter. But he tamped down on his libido. Sex with Naruto was amazing. But he wanted so much more than that from him. And he wasn't willing to settle tonight.
Reluctantly, he lifted his hands from the bronzed, slickened skin. He heard Naruto sigh, and felt a twinge of guilt. But it was the right call, and on some level they both knew it.
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Everyone was clearly surprised when Sasuke and Naruto actually showed up for dinner. Naruto was, too, but he didn't want to push Sasuke on it. And it was good to be able to catch up with Itachi and the others to hear all the details of how things had gone down.
"Where is Konohamaru?" Naruto asked Gaara.
"He knew you had a fight tonight, so he stayed at Moegi's as usual."
Naruto nodded. Udon and Moegi were Konohamaru's closest friends. Whenever Naruto was gone from the dojo, usually he would end up at one or the other's house.
Itachi had brought Lebanese take-out and red wine to celebrate the success of Shikamaru's plan. Gaara and Naruto were both interested in how the discussions had gone with the chief of police and city council members, and were relieved to hear that there seemed to be nothing to worry about on that front.
"So how did you end up being the one to take out Madara?" Naruto asked Sasuke. "I would have thought it would have been better to have Itachi do it, to keep your hands clean. One of us needs to be above reproach... don't we?"
Sasuke frowned a bit at Naruto's comment, so Itachi answered for him. "Actually, that was what finally tipped the scales for Sasuke being the one. One of us had to be confirmed dead to draw Madara out of hiding and to action to disconnect life support for the survivor. He would not have taken the risk of both of us had seemed to survive, even if barely. If Sasuke faked his own death, there could be legal fall-out later and also financial implications with the business. I was already 'tainted' by my disappearance last time. So there was nothing more for me to lose in terms of that. Additionally, there would be more scrutiny to my actions, and more skepticism, which would have made the overall plan riskier. Sasuke is simply above suspicion, as was amply proven."
Naruto nodded, but he still got chills when he thought of Sasuke lying practically helpless in such close proximity to someone as ruthless as Madara. He took a deep breath and a drink of his wine. But it was all over now. And while that thought brought him immense relief, he had to admit there was an underlying uneasiness about what would happen next between him and Sasuke. He looked up to find the man's gaze locked on him, with an intent expression on his face. He tried to decipher what it meant, but couldn't. His anxiety about why Sasuke had pulled away from him in the locker room ratcheted up. Maybe he wanted to go back to being friends? The thought was not a comforting one. He tried to stay focused on his friends around him to distract himself.
He noticed the way that Shikamaru's and Temari's eyes seemed to keep finding each other as they talked through everything that had happened. Gaara noticed as well, and his eyes narrowed slightly, making Shikamaru visibly twitch. Naruto kicked him under the table, and Gaara sighed, but relented. After some time, Naruto even caught Gaara smiling slightly when he caught Shikamaru and Temari locked in another heated glance. He would likely never admit it, but it was clear he approved.
When dinner was over, the group began to disperse. Itachi caught Sasuke's eye, and raised one brow challengingly.
Sasuke looked at Naruto, noticing the way he was fiddling with his glass of wine, seemingly lost in thought. He placed his hand on the blonde's shoulder. "Let's go."
. . . . . .
As expected, the apartment that Sasuke had purchased was not really an apartment. 'Penthouse' would have been the more accurate term, with three bedrooms, a full kitchen, office, and living room with fireplace. And in downtown Tokyo, Naruto couldn't even imagine what something like that would cost. They took off their shoes, and Naruto began to wish they had spent the first night in his room at the dojo instead of here, because then he wouldn't have thought about the comparison. It was just another reminder of how different the worlds they lived in were. The sinking feeling that had been growing in him since the locker room suddenly seemed to overwhelm him and he just stood there, looking around holding his pack.
He looked up to see Sasuke's eyes locked on him, searching his face for something. Apparently Sasuke didn't like what he had read in Naruto's expression, because he blew out a frustrated breath and narrowed his eyes, thrusting his hands into his pockets.
Sasuke stood there for a moment, as if trying to decide something. Abruptly he started speaking.
"Do you remember, ten years ago, what you asked me in that alley?"
Naruto thought back. "I asked you several things. But the one you didn't answer was what you were doing there in the first place."
"Right. I didn't really know how to answer that question back then. But I do now."
However, he didn't appear to be in a hurry to do so, because he abruptly stopped talking. If Naruto didn't know for a fact that it was genetically impossible for an Uchiha, he would have said that Sasuke looked nervous.
"I was... looking for you," he said so quietly that for a second Naruto thought he must have misheard him.
"What?" Naruto appeared completely dumbfounded. "Why?"
"Because I wanted to talk to you. I wanted to be... your friend." Naruto's shocked expression just underscored to Sasuke how important it was that they were having this conversation. Naruto clearly couldn't fathom a reason that Sasuke would ever have noticed him much less sought him out. "You were so different from everyone else. You were..." Sasuke searched for the right word, looking somewhere over Naruto's right shoulder. "... real. Everyone that I had met up until that point, adult or child, male or female, all fit into the same mould. They wanted something from me, something for themselves. They were fake, with pretention, greed, jealousy, or all three. But you were... just you." He made a small gesture with his hands, trying to express how rare that was.
"Everyone saw me as some sort of a means to an end. Even my father. But when you looked at me, you didn't seem to have any ulterior motive, any hidden agenda. You just... looked at me. You didn't try to find ways to suck up to me or ingratiate yourself. And you didn't talk about me behind my back or try to run me down to try to build yourself up. Sometimes I'd hear you shut someone down who was trying to make things up about me, even though we weren't even friends."
Sasuke looked directly at him. "You have no idea how rare it is for a person to not want to either take advantage of those around them, or take them down. My father had taught me that was the fundamental truth of human behavior. That everyone falls into one of those two buckets, and life is just a matter of recognizing which bucket people are in, and - if they are in the first bucket - what their objective is and whether there can be mutual benefit in their achieving it. But you... you are to this day the only person I have ever met who was not like that. You are unique. And I wanted to get to know you. To find out if it could really be true that someone like you could exist. And then, you helped me, and still didn't seem to want anything other than..."
"To be your friend," Naruto finished for him, smiling slightly. He grinned a little. "Although to be perfectly honest, by the time I was fourteen I was starting to have confusing feelings about you that definitely went beyond just friendship."
Sasuke smirked. "Yeah, Itachi thinks that there was more to my fascination with you besides a need to categorize as well, but at ten it was pretty hard to recognize."
Naruto shrugged one shoulder, looking uncertain. "But I figured there was no point in my trying to be your friend. I mean, what could you possibly want with a friend like me? I had no money, no family to speak of, my grades were not impressive, so clearly my career wasn't going to be much. While you had... everything. You are such an amazing person, Sasuke. So much more than I could ever be."
"No, Naruto. Money and degrees and family connections have nothing to do with the person you actually are. Those are things you luck into through birth. Look at Madara, or my father for that matter. They don't really say anything about your worth as a person. In a world full of people who have all that, you are still the only real human being I have ever met. The only one that really matters to me," Sasuke walked over until he was standing just inches in front of Naruto, looking intently into his eyes to make him see the truth in what he was saying. "Why would I want anyone else? God, Naruto. You have no idea how suffocating it was when you left. I felt like the only time I could breathe was when I'd get those ridiculous post cards from you, letting me know you were ok and that you hadn't forgotten about me."
Sasuke ran a hand along Naruto's cheek, looking at the absolutely shocked expression on his lover's face, and the sheer humility of his friend nearly brought him to his knees. "Do you really have no idea how amazing and special you are? Can you really not see that there is no one on this earth I will ever want besides you?"
"Sa-" Naruto grabbed Sasuke and kissed him, breathing the rest of his name into his mouth, his throat too constricted to make it audible. Emotion completely swamped him, and he could only express what Sasuke's words had done to him through touch. He fisted his hands into the black hair, pressing Sasuke's mouth to his until they were both gasping for breath. Naruto kissed feverishly down the pale column of Sasuke's throat, drinking in the moan that it elicited from his lover. He was desperate to express how much he loved this man, how much it meant to him that Sasuke had trusted him enough to reveal something like this to him. He knew Sasuke, and knew that such declarations did not come easy. Were not natural to him.
Naruto's hands slid down Sasuke's back and cupped his ass, pulling him to Naruto's hips and pressing their erections together. They both groaned. Sasuke grabbed Naruto's shirt and pulled it over his head, throwing it off to the side and Naruto mirrored him. They ran their hands over each other's naked torso, reveling in the closeness and feel of skin against skin. They both felt a burning need to be together completely, with no barriers, and their pants were quickly discarded as well. Sasuke grabbed Naruto by the hand and pulled him into the master bedroom. Naruto set his pack on the nightstand and turned to face his lover, his eyes searching the face he had loved since childhood. The black eyes that met his were full of an emotion that Naruto had not even dared to hope for. Slowly, reverently, Naruto raised his hand to stroke the pale cheek, his thumb brushing along the cheekbone.
"Sasuke...," he leaned in, brushing his lips gently over his lover's. "I love you. So much. I -"
Sasuke crushed their mouths together, feeling his own emotions surge up and catch in his throat. He hadn't realized how much he needed to hear the words, even though Naruto had more than demonstrated how he felt. Nothing else mattered. Only Naruto. How had he lived so long without this? He would never let him go. He could lose anything else, but not Naruto.
Their bodies twined together, as if trying to remove the last physical barriers to their souls reconnecting with their missing halves. Whatever shields each man had built over time to protect themselves from the outside world were shed like their clothes, and they faced each other emotionally naked and exposed. Their eyes locked as their breathing rasped. "Don't ever leave me," Sasuke whispered.
"Never," Naruto breathed into Sasuke's mouth. And then they were kissing each other, as though their lives depended on it. Their fingers locked together and their bodies pressing flush against each other. Naruto slid his hands up Sasuke's arms and one hand cupped the back of his neck while the other supported his weight on the bed. Sasuke arched up beneath him, thrusting against Naruto's pelvis, his hands running over the contours of Naruto's back.
"Naruto -" he choked out, both a plea and a command. Naruto thrust his hand into his pack, pulling out the oil but knocking over the lamp on the nightstand in his haste.
Sasuke grabbed the oil, pouring some into his hands and rubbing it over Naruto's erection. Naruto's arms shook and he arched back in the sheer intensity of the pleasure.
"Sa-s'ke," he palmed some oil off the pale fingers to slicken his own, and ran his hands down Sasuke's stomach to the hip joints, massaging small circles there while he kissed him deeply. He then wrapped one hand around Sasuke's erection while the other slipped a finger into his entrance. Sasuke arched up off the bed at the intimacy and pleasure of the dual touches.
"Hurry, Naruto, can't wait," Sasuke panted, feeling the trembling in Naruto's hands and knowing he was at his limit as well. Naruto slipped another finger in, scissoring as he continued to pump on Sasuke's cock, knowing that despite being desperate to be joined together, he did not want this to be painful for the man he loved beyond anything else. But Sasuke was impatient, and pulled Naruto's scissoring fingers out and wrapped his legs around Naruto's waist, pulling the blonde's erection flush against him.
"Now," he said sharply. Naruto gave a husky laugh, more than happy to comply.
"Bossy," he said, slowly pushing in, pausing to give Sasuke time to adjust, then sliding the rest of the way in. "God, S'uke. So good."
Sasuke groaned, throwing his head back and tipping his pelvis up as Naruto thrust against his prostate. "Na-Naru-to!"
They thrust together, joining again and again, lost in the merging of their bodies as their emotions spilled over them. "Love you, Sasuke. Always you. Only you."
"Na-ru-to!" Sasuke came, the words that Naruto had given him weaving through his heart and soul. He would never love anyone else. Only Naruto.
Naruto quickly followed, and they collapsed together on the bed, content to just hold each other, and slowly drifted off to sleep
. . . .
They woke sometime in the night, and showered together, taking pleasure in washing each other. It was amazing how a few words had changed things between them. How much more they felt when the touched each other, with the uncertainty and insecurity gone. They had just finished rinsing the soap off and Naruto reached to shut off the water, but Sasuke caught his wrist. "Not this time," he breathed hotly into the blonde's ear. Then he proceeded to pin Naruto against the wall, to the extreme pleasure of both of them.
Later, of course, they had to wash each other all over again, but neither minded.
. . . .
It was nearly dawn, and they lay in the bed, facing each other. Naruto gently stroking Sasuke's side.
"What are you going to do now?" Sasuke asked. Casually. Not as though his entire life depended on how Naruto answered this question. He knew it had to be Naruto's choice. He wasn't his mother. But he would do everything in his power to convince Naruto to do something that wouldn't put him at risk anymore.
"It's hard. I mean... for so long I have been focused on catching Danzo. Now that it's over, I really don't know what I should do," Naruto breathed out noisily, and he rolled on his back with his fingers laced behind his head. This was hard for him to talk about with Sasuke. Sasuke was so successful, and had an amazing career ahead of him. Naruto was - a dropout. Sasuke seemed to understand this. He rested his chin on Naruto's shoulder, his hand settling over the tanned chest.
"You did what no one else could do," Sasuke said honestly.
"I guess. But now... I don't really know what to do next. I mean, it's not like I have a killer resume that will land me a decent job," Naruto paused, forcing himself to think about the subject he had been avoiding with himself. "But to be honest, I don't even really know what I want to do. I mean, fighting is fine, and I am decent at it, but it's not a career I want. It just helped me form contacts within the Yakuza when I needed to, and now helps me provide for the kids. But I don't enjoy it. I like running the dojo, though. But in that neighborhood, without the paid fights, I wouldn't be able to keep it going."
"But I suppose," Naruto hesitated, blushing a bit. "I guess... I want to... finish school. At least, pass the tests so I can get a high school certification, and then figure out what I want to do." He dropped his eyes. Here he was, talking to a man who had literally made the front page of the news by being so brilliant that he was able to skip entire years of school and get into the most prestigious programs, while Naruto had simply dropped out of school and by now had probably forgotten so much of what he had learned in the earlier years they would have to drop him back to grade school.
Sasuke pulled him into his arms, kissing the top of his head. "I think that is a fantastic idea. Shikamaru and I will help you. He helped me when I had to finish as well. You had my back while I finished school. Now let me have yours."
Naruto closed his eyes, feeling a strange sense of peace wash over him. After a bit, he nodded. He realized that for the first time in his life, he was not going to have to make these kinds of decisions alone. Sasuke would be there with him. And they would figure it out together. He wondered if this was what it felt like to have a family.
-xXx-
Sasuke was going to spend the morning and afternoon working in his office, while Naruto needed to go over to the dojo to talk with Gaara about taking over running it while he transitioned into his new role in Danzo's organization.
Naruto looked up from his breakfast as Sasuke walked into the kitchen, looking like he just stepped off the cover of GQ in his immaculate power suit. Naruto could barely keep from messing him up and peeling him out of it. God he was sexy in a suit. He wondered if the effect of seeing Sasuke dressed for work would ever wear off, or if his life from here on out would be a daily battle of not molesting his boyfriend when he was on his way to work. He grinned at the thought.
They planned to meet up at the dojo a little before dinner. Naruto smiled. "You'll get to meet the kids, then."
Sasuke just looked at him, not really sure how he felt about that. He had never really interacted with children, except when he was one. He wasn't entirely sure he wanted to change that. But the look on Naruto's face convinced him to at least give it a shot.
. . . . .
Naruto and Sasuke walked into the dojo, and were instantly mobbed by more than a dozen kids ages of 5 to 12.
"Naruto nii-san! Where were you?" "Nii-san, are you back to stay?" "Nii-san I missed you!"
Sasuke watched with amusement as Naruto talked to each child, giving them a hug or head ruffle, his face shining with happiness at 'his kids'.
"Everyone, I want you to meet my friend, Uchiha Sasuke," Naruto said, and Sasuke felt fourteen pairs of eyes shift to him. The youngest - Ayame, a girl who looked about five - spoke first.
"Uchiha Sasuke... aren't you the one who keeps getting blown up?" She walked over to him and sniffed. "But you don't smell smoky."
Her boldness opened the floodgates. "Are you really Uchiha Sasuke?" "Is it true that Sai tried to kill you?" "Did Naruto Nii-san rescue you?" "Do you know how to fight, too?" Sasuke hadn't had a chance to respond to any of the questions that were peppered at him before a forceful voice caught his attention.
"He's the one who put you in danger, Nii-san. You shouldn't spend time with him." Sasuke looked to see the wary eyes of a boy who looked to be about 9 years old locked on him, but the boy's hand was clasping Naruto's like a lifeline. Instantly, Sasuke found himself on the receiving end of 14 very protective and now slightly hostile gazes. As an Uchiha, he was of course immune. But it did catch his attention. And Naruto's. "Konohamaru..." Naruto said warningly.
"Is it true nii-san?" "Are you going to take Nii-san away from us?" "Are you a bad man?" "Why did you come here?" A new round of questions burst forth from the children.
"Alright, guys. Lock it up! Seiza!" Naruto called out in a sharp command, his voice totally different from the joking, casual one a moment before, and the children responded instantly, snapping to attention.
"Osu, Sensei!" The shouted in unison, instantly forming a semi-circle around him, then kneeling down into seiza position with their backs straight, and legs folded neatly beneath them with their knees two fists apart.
Naruto nodded to his students, acknowledging their show of respect. "Now, I know that you were all upset that I was gone for a week, and I know you were worried. But I am going to tell you what happened, and exactly how I know Sasuke."
And to Sasuke's surprise, Naruto did. The kids smirked when Naruto described the fight that he and Sasuke had when they were 10 with the gang of bullies (because of course their Sensei could take out 8 bad guys who were older!), and Sasuke was relieved that Naruto had included that Sasuke had fought as well so he didn't feel like a total idiot. He described the informal dojo they created, and also how Sasuke had taken them all out with PVC pipes when he had demonstrated his Kendo techniques. Several of the older kids in particular flicked interested glances as Sasuke, clearly wondering if he was still willing to teach what he knew.
When Naruto got to the part where he had to run away from home because his foster mom was 'bad to him', the older kids exchanged dark glances, fully understanding what that likely meant. Sasuke shifted when Naruto told them that Sasuke had offered to kill the woman, but the kids only nodded that of course that was an appropriate offer to make. And by the time Naruto told them about how Sasuke had helped him by gathering money quietly from his friends and himself so that Naruto would be able to afford a safe place to stay, the kids were firmly on Sasuke's side. Little Ayame popped up from her seiza (which had been wilting), and crawled into Sasuke's lap, planting a soft kiss on his cheek. "Thank you for helping Nii-san, Sasuke-san," she said quietly. Then simply latched onto his arm and remained on her newfound seat on his lap.
Naruto held his breath waiting to see what Sasuke's reaction would be. The man seemed simply frozen for an instant, then a dark blush crept over the pale cheekbones, a sight that Naruto would have sold his soul to capture on video. And slowly he brushed a soft kiss on the top of the child's head. "You're welcome."
Naruto felt so much emotion in that moment that his throat closed up, and he had to clear it to continue. When he got to the part with Sasuke's family being killed on his birthday, several more of the younger children crawled over to touch their new hero, some with tears. And Sasuke was touched in a way he had not been from the formal sympathy that had been offered to him by family friends and business associates. These children knew his pain, had felt its burden. The sympathy they showed for him was real, not based on some sort of social expectation or ingratiation, but because they hurt that he had hurt. They all understood loss, and they saw in Sasuke the same deep pain that they also suffered from, even though he hid his well. Few of them were fortunate enough to have even one parent still around, and many had lost siblings as well. Sasuke felt a strange kinship with them, as though somehow their shared sense of loss connected them in a much more fundamental way than something superficial like social standing or family background could. And he knew in that instant why Naruto cared so much for these children. They were like him. Like both of them.
Naruto skimmed through the part where they took down Danzo, and he didn't mention Madara at all, but it didn't matter. The kids were now happily in love with their new hero, and welcomed him wholeheartedly into their fold. Konohamaru had come over to him, and while he did not do anything so unmanly as sit in his lap, he had bumped his shoulder up against Sasuke's, and quietly said, "Thanks. And I'm sorry I gave you a hard time."
"That's ok... you should give people a hard time that put Naruto at risk." The two shared an instant bond of love and protectiveness over their blond.
Sasuke realized that of all the people he had had to win over in his rise to the top of his business empire, none had mattered more to him than the ragtag group of children surrounding him. He reached out and grabbed Naruto's hand, and felt him squeeze it in return.
"Ok, now! How about if we show Sasuke here what you have learned. Let's go through the first three forms. Everyone line up. Heian Shodan!"
The children bounced up and spread out into two lines, by age. They bowed, then called out in unison. "Heian Shodan!" And began to go through a series of blocks, punches, steps, and kicks in synchronized order. At certain points, they shouted out sharp kiai's in unison. And Sasuke was not surprised at all that Ayame had the loudest of them all, her kiai coming out in a loud "Taaaayyyyyyyy!"
Sasuke looked over at Naruto, and saw the love and pride shining on his face as he watched his students. This is what he's meant for, Sasuke realized suddenly. Helping children, and teaching them. Several ideas sprouted in his mind. There were options that Naruto could pursue, that didn't involve the Yakuza or taking a handout from Sasuke. Options that could make use of strengths and experiences that Naruto had in abundance. Something that would fulfill him.
After class, Naruto brought the kids into the small kitchen area, chatting with them about their week. Sasuke noticed how Naruto seemed to talk with them casually, but managed to get out of each child what they had eaten that day, whether they had gone to school, and whether they were worried about anything while he made sandwiches and gave them juice. Naruto had clearly mastered the art of covert interrogation, and evidently not limited its application to the Yakuza. When it was time for everyone to go home, Naruto asked if anyone needed a place to stay for the night. Ayame, looked down, but walked over to Naruto and nudged him with her shoulder. "Mama has a new boyfriend," she said quietly. There was a collective growl from the other kids, all of whom felt intensely protective about their youngest member.
Naruto looked at the girl closely, then gently brushed the bangs that the girl had off to one side, revealing a purplish bruise on her forehead that had not been visible before. Sasuke felt his insides freeze up in rage and absolute hatred for whomever had done this. Naruto smiled gently at the girl, but Sasuke could see the same emotion raging in those blue eyes. "You can share the room with Konohamaru tonight. Tomorrow I'll go and have a chat with your Mama's boyfriend and explain to him that it's not right to hit, ok?"
Complete trust beamed from Ayame's eyes, and she nodded and smiled happily. Konohamaru came over and took the smaller girl's hand, smiling gently at her, then flashing a look at Naruto that said "I hope you kill and castrate the bastard that did this and I can't wait until I am old enough to come with you and help."
Naruto grinned back, clapping his hand on the boy's shoulder.
With that final bit of drama, the rest of the children dispersed. Sasuke wondered what kind of home they were returning to. And he realized that, surprisingly, it mattered to him. He was thoughtful as he and Naruto showered together then went to bed. They were wrapped in each others arms, just talking about the children, their back stories, and the types of things Naruto had intervened on in the past.
"So what are you going to do with the boyfriend tomorrow?" Sasuke asked.
Naruto's smiled a smile that literally made the hairs on Sasuke's arms stand up. "This isn't the good part of town. I don't need to mince words. I'm going to explain to him the dangers of crossing the wrong people in a Yakuza neighborhood in a way that is impossible to misunderstand. It's probably best if you sit this one out."
"No way in hell. I want to see that bastard go down."
Naruto heard the raw emotion in his lover's voice, and was surprised and then immensely pleased by it. He pulled Sasuke close and kissed him hard, then began a slow slide down his chest. By the time he had reached the waistband of Sasuke's pants, he could already feel his pulsing erection. Slowly, Naruto pulled down the pants, freeing his lover's cock. "Speaking of going down," he said, and pulled the head into his mouth. Sasuke threw his head back and groaned.
Naruto spent the rest of the night showing his immense appreciation of his friend's emotional support.
-xXx-
They had spent a week in Tokyo, alternating between Naruto's place at the dojo and the penthouse, but honestly spending more time at Naruto's despite the smaller size. Sasuke had spent most days at the Tokyo office of Uchiha Enterprises, while Naruto had been spending time sketching out renovation ideas for the upper floor of the dojo to turn more of the storage areas into bedrooms, and adding another bathroom. He had also been looking into night classes for becoming a family counselor, but knew he would have to pass the high school exams first.
Itachi and Gaara stopped by occasionally, both having taken an interest in the idea of a more substantial shelter for the kids. Gaara had bonded with many of the kids during Naruto's absence. Itachi had at first come to see the unbelievable sight of his stoic baby brother emotionally entangled with a bunch of kids, but Itachi soon fell prey to the same charm and sense of belonging to a group of people that had felt the same pain he had. And also the same urges to defend them. And while Naruto could be intimidating, Itachi was downright terrifying.
Surprisingly, Sai had also begun showing up at the dojo. At first just to talk with Naruto, but slowly he was drawn in by the children, as they recognized him as a kindred spirit. And somehow, that contact did more to begin healing his psyche than any number of conversations with adults could have done.
. . . .
"I think we should live in Tokyo," Sasuke said one morning, while they were laying in bed.
"But... Uchiha Enterprises are head quartered in Konoha. Won't that be a problem for you?"
"Honestly, no. They were only head quartered there because my family had lived there for so long. But the family is dispersed now. The old estate was destroyed four years ago. And honestly few of my executives like living so far from the capital where most of our business takes place. It would make more sense for us to relocate the head quarters here anyway," Sasuke paused. "And then we'd be able to spend more time with the kids. And maybe... make a more formal arrangement for caring for Konohamaru, and maybe even Ayame."
Naruto felt his heart clutch. It was everything he wanted. "A more formal arrangement?"
"I think we should apply to be their foster parents. Konohamaru basically lives with us as it is, and he has no other family. This way we could officially take care of him, be more involved with his schooling, and future. And Ayame's situation is not acceptable. Her mother doesn't care for her. If we were in Tokyo, they could still see each other, but her mother wouldn't be able to hand her over to her boyfriends when she didn't want to deal with her anymore."
"You would... you would do that?" Naruto had known that Sasuke had become attached to the children, but he never would have thought he would go this far for them. To actually make them a family.
"I don't know if our application will be accepted. We are two young males living together. But will my family name and a little influence, I figure it's worth a try."
Naruto knew that this morning was not a morning he was going to win the battle of self control. Sasuke was considerable mussed before he was able to finally leave for work. Much, much later.
. . . . . . .
When Sasuke said he had to return to Konoha for a week to deal with some of the business operations there and begin the transition of the head quarters to Tokyo, Itachi and Gaara agreed to watch over the group of kids so Naruto could go with.
"You can introduce me to your friends," Naruto said. Sasuke had grimaced, not really wanting to. But when Suigetsu had heard Sasuke was back in town, he had called and invited him to his house. At first Sasuke had said no, but Naruto had said that he should go, especially since they were moving to Tokyo and wouldn't likely be back much.
Sasuke had reluctantly agreed, but only on the condition that Naruto accompany him. He had warned Naruto that Suigetsu's parties could be a bit wild, but Naruto had just shrugged it off. I mean, he partied with gangsters, so how much worse could it be, right?
. . . .
Naruto was shocked. Evidently even gangsters had more morals and boundaries than the idle rich. He found himself in a room surrounded by drunken people either having sex, or actively looking for a partner (or several partners) for that purpose.
Sasuke was on his third or fourth drink by now, and Naruto had decided he was not even going to try to keep up. They sat together at one of the bars that seemed to be in almost every corner of the house, while Sasuke explained who different people were an occasionally introduced a few.
"Sasuke! You came!" A man with oddly pointy teeth and white hair came up to them, putting his arm around Sasuke's shoulders while looking Naruto up and down. "And I see you brought your own treat for the evening. He looks delicious! Wherever did you find him?"
Sasuke pushed the man's arm from his shoulder, scowling a bit. "Naruto, this is Suigetsu. We went to business school together. Suigetsu, this is Naruto. We grew up together. He's not my 'treat for the evening'. He's my boyfriend."
It was the first time Sasuke had applied a label to them out loud. Naruto looked over at his friend, trying to gauge how he felt about it.
"Oh, so he is the original, I take it?" Suigetsu asked, looking Naruto over with avid curiosity.
Sasuke looked distinctly uncomfortable, and gave a sidelong glance at Naruto, then a glare at Suigetsu. Suigetsu immediately got the message. "Ok, ok! I won't talk about it. Well, it was good to meet you, Naruto. If you ever find yourself at loose ends and are looking for something to do, just give me a call." He ran his arm down Naruto's shoulder and bicep. "Mmmm, very nice." Naruto jerked his arm away.
"Suigetsu," Sasuke growled. The man put his hands up placatingly.
"Alright, alright. I'll leave you two alone." He turned and walked away, immediately accosted by another party-goer.
"Sorry about that," Sasuke said, wondering what it was that had possessed him to bring Naruto here in the first place. This was fine for singles, but was not really a crowd for someone already attached. And it wasn't like he wanted Naruto and Suigetsu to become friends. Or really anyone here. These were exactly the kind of people that Sasuke had been disgusted by.
"Don't worry. He's way less creepy than Orochimaru."
That thought had Sasuke downing the remainder of his drink, the bartender immediately refilling it. He noticed that Naruto was still working on his first, and was about to ask him if he wanted a refill or something different when they were interrupted by a loud shout almost directly into Naruto's ear.
"Oh, my god! You're Menma aren't you?" A drunken girl draped herself over Naruto's shoulder, completely ignoring the narrowed eyes of the man sitting next to him. "You're even hotter in person. Can I see your tattoo?" She began pulling up Naruto's shirt, which didn't cause as much notice as you would expect given other things going on in the room. Naruto grabbed his shirt before it was lifted off him and tried pulling it back down.
"Look, I think you might have had a little too much to drink," Naruto tried to disentangle himself gently from the woman, keeping his hands firm enough to prevent her surprisingly aggressive attempts to get his shirt off. Sasuke rolled his eyes at the understatement. "I'm actually involved with someone, so you're going to have to find someone else for this evening."
She girl pulled back, looking around Naruto. "I don't see anyone with you," she said, sounding a bit petulant.
Naruto sighed, trying not to be annoyed. Sasuke wasn't so patient. "He's with me, Karin. So get the hell off him."
"What?" the girl shrieked. "He's GAY? Menma can NOT be gay. Do you have any idea what I did to myself watching you? You CANNOT be gay!" She stomped her foot, not unlike Ayame.
Naruto blushed, embarrassed on the girl's behalf. This was exactly why he didn't drink very much. Sasuke just took a large swallow of the drink he was holding, and stood, grabbing the girl's arm. "I said he was with me. Go find yourself another playmate."
She tossed her head, giving Sasuke a glare. She had pursued Sasuke for years, finally giving up only after repeated evidence that Sasuke was interested in blond men, not red-headed girls. She turned sweetly back to Naruto. "Well, when you finish up with the ice prince tonight, why don't you give me a call."
Finally even Naruto's temper snapped. "Look, I'm not interested in anyone else, ok? I'm sorry, but I'm not going to call you. And I certainly am not going to bed hop from person to person," Naruto turned to Sasuke, who was just finishing his fifth? drink. "What the hell, Sasuke. What kind of friends do you have, anyway? I mean, sharing is good, but only up to a certain point."
The girl started to laugh. "Oh, Sasuke doesn't share. He just never repeats. He'll fuck you once tonight then never talk to you again. That's just his m.o."
"Fuck off, Karin," Sasuke said, but his tone carried a dangerous note that penetrated the drunken haze the girl was in. She flinched and staggered away.
Naruto and Sasuke just looked at each other for a moment, Sasuke seeming a bit uncomfortable, Naruto looking amused.
"So seriously, these are your friends? No wonder you are an antisocial, alcoholic bastard. The Yakuza are way more interesting. And have more morals."
Sasuke snickered. His head was spinning slightly. It was so good to have Naruto back in his life. Everything made sense again. And Naruto was right. What the hell were they doing here anyway? He was so glad they had decided to move to Tokyo. There was nothing left for him here. He decided to go to the bathroom. Naruto was going to get some food. Then he'd take Naruto back to his place, and do all the things he had been thinking about for the past two hours.
Naruto was just heading back with a plateful of sushi and shrimp toast when a man's arm snaked around his waist. Not one he recognized.
He felt a wet mouth press to his ear. "I hear you are Sasuke's boyfriend. Damn, you must be some piece of ass for him to give you more than one go. I'd like to have a taste of that."
Naruto calmly set his food down on a table that was in reach, and drove an elbow into the man's gut. "Sorry. I'm not even remotely interested."
He turned to face the man, and saw he was around Itachi's age, with an Armani suit and expensive haircut. The man looked up at Naruto, seemingly unphased by the blow to his gut. "Tough guy, huh? God that's hot. Look, my old man is a very powerful politician. I can offer you much more than your little businessman over there. In every sense."
The man pushed his erection against Naruto's groin, his mouth pressing wetly down on him
From across the room, Sasuke saw the whole scene unfold. He had seen the man approach Naruto from behind just as Sasuke had come out of the bathroom. He had felt his gut clench in jealousy for a split second before Naruto's elbow had connected. Sasuke pushed his way through the crowd, trying to get to Naruto and deal with this asshole. He should never have brought Naruto here... he was too good and too innocent to be subjected to the kind of people that Sasuke dealt with. He saw the man come more forcefully at Naruto, and he broke into a run.
But he needn't have worried, he realized a second later, as Naruto's fist connected with the man's face.
The exquisite violence of the punch was perfect. One minute the guy was leering over Naruto, pressing into him, and then next minute he was laying on the floor, blood pouring out of his broken nose. One of his friends started to make a big fuss about calling the police, but Naruto just leaned closer to him and said something that made the man turn dead white and hastily bend down to pick up his friend and remove him from the party.
Sasuke stood about ten feet away, watching as Naruto calmly wiped the blood off his hand and picked up his food. He looked over at Sasuke, and gave a little shrug, his eyes mischievous. To Sasuke, Naruto seemed to simply glow. In a room full of whores, sycophants, and entitled assholes, Naruto was so different. He wasn't tempted by the easy sex or the money he could get by forming other connections here. He was only interested in Sasuke. Just watching the way that Naruto completely ignored any overtures, subtle or overt, and sought out Sasuke's eyes seemed a minor miracle to him. What had he done to deserve someone like Naruto? He didn't know, but he was going to be sure he spent the rest of his life earning that privilege.
Naruto walked over to where Sasuke stood. "Sasuke... I think I've probably worn out my welcome. Let's get out of here and go home."
"What did you tell that guy that made him walk away?"
Naruto smirked. "I just let him know I was close personal friends with the man who owns there gambling markers. And their fathers' gambling markers."
Sasuke rolled his eyes. Had he said Naruto was innocent? No, Naruto wasn't innocent. He was just... Sasuke leaned in and kissed Naruto hard, his lips trailing down his neck, pressing his body against him. "There is no way I can wait until we get home. But I agree we need to get out of here." He pulled Naruto up the stairs and into one of the many empty bedrooms in Suigetsu's house. He wished hazily that they would have time to use all of them. As soon as the door closed, Sasuke was all over him.
"Geez, Sasuke," Naruto panted. "I totally need to get you drunk more often. Fuck," he gasped as Sasuke's mouth latched onto his neck and his hands palmed Naruto's rapidly growing erection through his jeans.
Sasuke was all business, pulling off Naruto's shirt and unbuttoning his pants in a matter of seconds, then roughly shoving him down backwards on the bed. He immediately crawled on top of him, pulling down Naruto's jeans just enough to free his cock. Before Naruto could even react, he had downed him, taking him all the way into his throat.
"H-holy hell, Sasuke," Naruto felt his body almost seizure at the pleasure and frantic nature of Sasuke's ministrations. It was clear that Sasuke intended to make Naruto come as soon as possible, and Naruto felt no need to deny him. He felt the pressure coiling up in his lower body and erupt, shuddering as Sasuke drank him down.
He had barely caught his breath from climaxing when Sasuke flipped him over and he felt a lubed finger slide into him. When had he brought out lube? Naruto wondered fleetingly as he felt a second finger slide in.
"You're sure in a hurry tonight, Sasuke," he gasped as Sasuke's fingers brushed against the cluster of nerves inside. "Fuck! Yes!"
Sasuke withdrew his fingers and entered in one long, slow thrust, and Naruto heard a ragged groan from his lover. "God, yes, Naruto."
Sasuke's mind was completely shut down by the feel of his lover clenched tight around him. His lover. No one else would ever touch Naruto again. It would only be the two of them, just them. Repeating this thought like a mantra, he slowly built up speed and power, thrusting with all the emotion and possessive passion he had felt throughout the night, watching countless people try to catch Naruto's eye, and having those blue eyes only show interest in him. He would never get enough. There could never be enough of this.
"Sas - Sa-su-ke," Naruto was almost beyond speech. "H..harder. God, 'm close."
Sasuke was already complying, his body at its limit and shaking with the impending orgasm. Naruto shouted hoarsely in release just as Sasuke exploded. They collapsed on the bed together, panting and stunned by the ferocity of the coupling. It was unclear how much time had passed before Naruto had collected himself enough to speak.
"So... are you going to tell me what that was all about?" Naruto asked, once he found his voice again. Sasuke just quirked a brow at him. "Not that I am complaining. I mean... god, that was hot as hell."
Sasuke rolled onto his back and closed his eyes, a small satisfied smirk forming on his mouth. "Well... you told me that your fantasy was in the shower with me. This was mine with you."
Naruto thought a bit, and didn't want to connect what Sasuke had just said with what Karin and Suigetsu had let slip earlier. He let his mind just skirt around exactly how Sasuke had acted out those fantasies without him in the past. It didn't matter anymore, anyway. They were never coming back here.
-xXx-
It had been six months since they had last been in Konoha. Konohamaru and Ayame were living with them in Tokyo, and Sai had joined up as Naruto's partner in running the dojo and helping look after the kids. Sai was taking night classes in art, having developed a surprising affinity for painting. Naruto was studying (with extensive help from Sasuke and Shikamaru) for his final exams in two weeks.
But now they were back in Konoha for the wedding. The ceremony was beautiful. The cake was decorated with marzipan shurikan and kunai. Sora and TenTen had gone through their vows, and no one had found it surprising that TenTen had embellished hers to include the slow castration of Sora with every weapon in her considerable arsenal if he ever cheated or left her. Sora had only grinned, and kissed her deeply. It was clear she had nothing to worry about.
At the reception, Naruto was glad to see Kiba and Lee. He hadn't talked to them since he left before high school, and was glad to hear that they were both doing well. Kiba was working as a veterinarian, and Lee was working at a dojo in town as a trainer. They were both excited to hear about Naruto's career as a fighter, but happy for him that he was now finally going back to school to have a more 'normal' life. And there was no small amount of teasing that he and Sasuke had gotten together, which they had heard from Shikamaru.
Naruto was heading over to Sasuke when he bumped into Neji at the refreshment buffet. He had heard more about Neji's uncle through his dealings with the Yakuza, and had a newfound sympathy for the pale man. His uncle was a complete ass. Evidently Neji's father had been worse, but he had been killed in a car accident.
"Hey, Neji. Long time," Naruto said casually.
Neji returned the greeting, and they exchanged a few pleasantries. Neji was about to turn when Naruto's off-handed comment stopped him dead in his tracks.
"I had always thought only Hyuuga's had eyes like yours until I met a girl in Tokyo with exactly the same eyes. Who knew?"
Neji turned and grabbed Naruto's wrist. "You met Hinata? You know where she is?"
In an instant, Naruto's eyes turned to ice. Faster than Neji's eyes could follow, Naruto reversed the grip and had Neji down on the ground. "You fucking asshole. If you are the one who hurt her I swear to god I will kill you right here."
Sasuke materialized at Naruto's side, not showing his confusion at his boyfriend's apparent trip into insanity at accosting one of the most powerful men in Konoha at a public wedding. "I think TenTen will apply her vow of torture to you if you make a scene on her big day, Naruto."
He could see Naruto's hands shake as the man visibly tried to regain control. With an effort he pulled himself off a stunned Neji. Sasuke helped Neji up, trying to diffuse the scene before too many others noticed. It had happened so quickly, that few saw what had actually happened. "They just bumped into each other and fell," Sasuke said firmly, glaring at those around him, daring them to contradict what he was saying. Itachi appeared and reinforced the effort, and before the situation had a chance to get out of control it was over.
Two pairs of dark eyes rounded on Neji and Naruto. "What the hell is going on, Naruto?" Sasuke asked.
"I'm waiting to hear from Neji. And depending on what he says, I may or may not kill him. But I won't do it here." Sasuke had never seen Naruto like this except when he was defending one of his kids. Had Neji done something to one of the kids? He felt anger tighten in his own stomach at the thought.
But Neji, to his surprise, was crumbling. "No, I didn't hurt Hinata. God, I would never hurt her. She was my best friend when we were little. My older cousin. And I never knew. She never told me. Then one day she just disappeared. And her mother left with her little sister. My uncle... he is a bastard. But he told me... what my father had done. And then my father was killed in that 'car accident', and her mother and Hanabi returned. But Hinata was just gone, and no one could find her. Naruto - if you know where she is, will you take me to her? I want her to come home. Please."
Sasuke had never seen Neji look so humble, and so sad. He had known that Hinata had disappeared, but the family had covered it up saying she had gone to a fancy boarding school, then married and moved away. No one had believed it, but no one questioned it either. You don't question the Hyuugas anymore than you question the Uchihas.
Naruto looked at Neji, believing him but not willing to risk Hinata's safety for it. "I will tell her that you want to help her. If she contacts you, then I will support her in that decision. But it will be her choice." Neji didn't like it, but he understood and nodded.
Naruto and Sasuke left shortly after, each lost in their own thoughts. When they got back to the hotel, Sasuke walked up behind Naruto and wrapped his arms around him. "You really need to learn to be more subtle in taking down people who piss you off." Naruto smiled slightly and hummed noncommittally. Naruto turned, slowly undoing the tie of Sasuke's tux.
"Did I happen to mention how fucking hot you looked at the wedding today?" Naruto asked. The black tie slithered from under Sasuke's collar, and he shuddered at the feel of it around his neck.
"Actually, you didn't." Sasuke leaned in as Naruto began undoing the buttons of his shirt.
"Why don't you let me show you, then."
. . . .
They were both basking in the afterglow much later, with Naruto resting his head on Sasuke's chest.
"The wedding was great. TenTen looked so happy. And the decorations were classic," Naruto laughed lightly.
"Hn. She definitely picked them out. When we get married, you are not doing the flower arrangements."
Naruto froze, his brain locking up at Sasuke's words. "Mmmm. I don't think gay marriage is legal in Japan, though," Naruto tried to keep his voice light, not sure where this was going and trying not to read too much into it.
"I'm not asking the government to marry me, Dobe," Sasuke said, his casual stroking of Naruto's hair belying the intensity of his voice. "All that matters is that it would be real to us."
Naruto lifted his head to look directly into Sasuke's eyes. "Are you asking me to marry you, then?"
Sasuke just looked at him, then slowly drew Naruto's face down to his to kiss him. "Yes," he said softly against Naruto's mouth.
A fierce emotion that was some crazy blend of love, pride, and joy seared through Naruto. He pulled up from the kiss, letting Sasuke read the emotion in his eyes. Naruto grinned cheekily. "I am awesome at picking flowers, I'll have you know."
The end!
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