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My Favorite Mistake	By : riddlestar Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1218 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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A/n : long time no see! *nervous giggle* Thank you for Jen (wordlslave) for betaing this and Kim for your very valid input.. *grin*

Chapter 11 – Rain Country

Naruto was fuming, barely controlling himself as he stalked back to the camp site. That stupid emotionally stunted Uchiha. When he had responded to the kiss, Naruto thought that maybe he would stop being so stubborn about the idea of them together. It had felt so right, not just the kiss, but just sitting side by side in the water like that. Maybe he shouldn't have pushed so much.. argh! If he had just let it be, then maybe Sasuke wouldn't have left so suddenly. How was he going to convince him of anything now?

He wrenched a branch away from his face, feeling a dark satisfaction as he heard it snap. He hadn't forced Sasuke to stay because he knew that would never work. He wanted the teme to stay because he wanted to, not because Naruto felt he should. Plus even he had convinced Sasuke to stay somehow, they would just end up fighting. Which defeated the whole purpose of tonight. Tonight was supposed to be romantic, not violent.

The bastard sure knew how to ruin the mood though, he thought. Would he even acknowledge what had happened? Or would he pretend like nothing had changed? Naruto paused, wincing as he stepped on a particularly crunchy leaf in the dark, causing a bird to shriek loudly in the night.

As if his stillness gave his doubt more strength, an evil twitter fluttered in his head, urging him to go into that tent and just tell Sasuke just what would happen if he refused him too long. Naruto thinned his lips. After all, without him, Naruto would die. He wouldn't want that would he? To be responsible for the death of the future Hokage, not to mention his best friend. In the end Sasuke would have to agree and then they could stop this stupid game they were playing.

He started walking again, more carefully this time. But then, Naruto knew that if he took Sasuke by force or blackmail, their relationship would be ruined - forever. He balked at the thought. He would rather die than let that happen. He wanted a happily ever after and he didn't care if people said that ninja's were not destined for it . He would prove them wrong. All needed was Sasuke to want and believe it too.

He sighed as he entered the camp site. The crackle and hiss of the fire was the only sound around, the animals were silent and wary of the human settlers. It was quiet and peaceful and Naruto was grateful. He needed a good night's sleep. It was the only one they were going to get before they left Fire country, after that, one of them was going to have to keep watch. He paused before entering his tent, sensing that Sasuke was awake. The bastard obviously expected him to go in and pretend like nothing happened. Or, going by the too still chakra inside, expected some sort of ambush.

Naruto's eyes narrowed. He understood to some extent why Sasuke was so vehemently against attachment of any kind. It couldn't be easy losing one's whole family, but the fact was, that it was time that the Uchiha got over it. The blond was aware that the closest thing Sasuke had to any sort of bond was with him. He also knew, thanks to tonight, that Sasuke wasn't averse to being with him physically. So technically a huge hurdle had been crossed, and that too, quickly. He smirked, tempted to go inside and give Sasuke exactly what he wanted – a fight and the maybe continue where they left off. Hell, he was sure the Uchiha expected it. But Naruto stopped himself, taking a deep breath.

He was not going to do anything that the bastard wanted or expected. This was too serious. More importantly, Sasuke had to know he was serious.

He couldn't just ignore what had happened like he would have with any of his other flings. Naruto wasn't like those simpering fans who would gladly let the Uchiha walk all over them. He was an equal. And it was not wise to take him lightly, or try and ignore him.

Naruto liked to think he knew Sasuke better than anyone else did. So he understood that he needed to do something that would force the teme to differentiate between all the faceless others who liked him and Naruto. A part of that job was already done. After all, if Sasuke didn't care about him, he wouldn't have stopped him like he did at the hot springs. He would have gone ahead, unmindful. The blond now had to cement this distinction and he frowned as an idea started forming in mind.

It was something that would horrify any one even remotely attracted to the Uchiha and a large part of Naruto was flinching at the thought. But he knew it had to be , ignoring the almost physical pain at his action, he took a step backward, turned around and walked calmly into Neji's tent, grinning as he imagined Sasuke's reaction.

Sasuke tensed, feeling the blonde's chakra outside the tent. He pulled his blanket tightly around him and turned on his side, shutting his eyes. He knew Naruto wouldn't be fooled, but at least if he pretended to sleep the blond would get the point and not disturb him. He already was cursing himself for what he had let happen at the hot springs and he was dreading the night to come.

Even he knew that people didn't get that turned on by just a little kissing. He hadn't expected to react like that and he shifted uncomfortably at the memory. As if on cue, the traitorous little voice in his head returned, making him wonder if he would be even able to resist Naruto, now that he had a taste of what it would be like with him. It had been what, 3 months since he had last slept with someone? A long time to go without sex at his age. And if, hypothetically speaking of course, he did end up sleeping with the dobe, Sasuke was sure Naruto would take it as him giving in to whatever the hell he had in mind. Which was wrong on pure principle. It didn't matter why, where or who to. Uchiha's didn't give in. Period.

Sasuke frowned. But just what did the blond have in mind? Considering what the Kyuubi was doing to the him, Naruto would never have told him about the two month heat if it wasn't important or urgent. Sasuke recognized that. That meant whatever Naruto wanted was something serious.

Serious. In dobe speak, that meant permanent. Sasuke felt himself go pale at the implication. There was no way in hell he could be expected to go along with this.

Now, angry all over again, Sasuke steeled himself as he heard Naruto pause outside. He couldn't give in to whatever the dobe wanted. He just wasn't capable of it and he didn't think he ever would be. Of all people, the dobe should have understood that. His hands strayed to the kunai underneath his pillow, as Naruto moved outside, expecting the familiar chakra to come closer. But instead, the chakra grew weaker and Sasuke blinked in the darkness. Just what was the dobe doing?

He heard steady footsteps go around the tent and the Uchiha grew suspicious as they faded. Unable to stifle his curiosity, he activated his sharingan, hardly believing it as he watched Naruto bend and slip into the Hyuuga's tent.

It was only after 10 minutes of silence that Sasuke realized that Naruto wasn't coming back out. He let go of his kunai, confused and disgruntled. What the hell was the dobe doing? Why would he not come in after making such a fuss about sharing the tent? He rolled on to his back, and glared at the empty space on his right. He knew he had been a jerk at the hot springs, but it wasn't like the blond to just give up like that.

He closed his eyes, telling himself that it was a good thing that the dobe had decided to sleep in the Hyuuga's tent. And no, he wasn't, at all disappointed that Naruto had, for once in his life, actually listened to him and given him his space. The little voice in his head laughed at him.

The next morning Sasuke woke at up 15 minutes before 5 am, their agreed departure time. He was in a foul mood, which was no surprise considering that he had not had a very peaceful night.

The Uchiha had been convinced that forgetting about the hot springs would be easy. After all, he couldn't even remember the face of the last person he fucked, but apparently he was wrong. Trying to erase a very pleasurable few minutes with one's best friend was harder than he imagined.

Every time he shut his eyes, he was assailed with images from the hot springs, or even that morning when he woke up with the dobe half on top of him. Appalled by his body's weakness, he tried to shut the dreams out, but it never worked. He'd found himself waking up to an uncomfortable tightness in his pants. All his efforts were like to trying to plug the cracks of a leaking dam with bare hands, pointless and tiring.

Unable to sleep, Sasuke had thought that distracting himself with mission details would help him relax. However, even though he had memorized every inch of the file, including the fact that this particular Akatsuki on 12 of January one year ago had switched favorite drinks from whisky to sake, he still found himself plagued with images of his last few meetings with Naruto. Frustrated, but still refusing to surrender to his body, he had finally fallen into a fitful sleep, waking up with barely 15 minutes to spare.

He could feel the Hyuuga's chakra moving about outside, but Naruto didn't seem to be anywhere around. Satisfied, Sasuke quickly stepped out and began to dismantle his tent. The day was damp but not dark, with the morning sun promising to be up in another hour or so. The Hyuuga was sitting next to the burnt out fire, scribbling something in his notebook and Sasuke guessed that they were probably going to discuss their plan of action before leaving.

He sat down opposite Neji, preferring to sit on the ground rather than share the log the Hyuuga was sitting on. The captain glanced up, his eyes almost glowing in the early dawn light.

'Naruto and I have already discussed what our next step should be,' he stated, eyeing the other man.

'Hn,' Sasuke offered, not surprised that he had been left out of the decision making. That didn't stop him from resenting his teammates though, and he waited impatiently for his orders.

'Hoshi Misakagawa, our intended target' Neji started, ' has been in rain only for a total 4 months -'

'I've read the file' Sasuke interrupted, not liking that the Hyuuga was insisting on talking to him like he was an amateur.

Neji paused, then his eyes narrowed. 'Fine. It has come to our notice that the target is partial to men, or more specifically, young boys…' he trailed off, and Sasuke made no comment. He was no stranger to pedophiles or perverts.

'He has a special whore house that he visits every week.' Neji continued, 'And it is best that we carry out the operation then, when he is at his weakest. However, he is a cautious man and uses a different body every time he visits.'

'The files says he's an expert at chakra concealment.' Sasuke said, wondering what the dobe and the Hyuuga had planned.

'Chakra concealment and manipulation. Even the Byakugan cannot identify him in disguise.'

'Really?' Sasuke said, surprised. If the Byakugan couldn't detect chakra signatures in someone, then the only hope was the sharingan.

'We don't know about the sharingan,' Neji said, watching him. 'though there are rumors that not even your brother or Pein were capable of telling him apart in a crowd.'

Sasuke couldn't help the tightening in his chest at the mention of Itachi and was grateful that the Hyuuga was now back to looking at his notebook.

'There is no confirmation of this though?' Sasuke forced himself to speak, determined to move on.

'No, but apart from his transformation jutsu, he is not known to have any other dangerous skills. The most difficult part will be identifying him. We are counting on the fact that he doesn't expect us to know he exists. Only a handful of the Akatsuki knew of him in the first place.'

'It would be better if we had a contact inside the whore house,' Sasuke said, knowing that they had already thought of it.

Neji nodded, ' We already do. A woman called Tanaka, a rain ninja.'

'A ninja or a prostitute?' Sasuke asked irritated, not remembering any mention of her in the brief. So not only had they already made a plan, but now he had even been given an incomplete file. It wasn't a pleasant feeling at all to be trusted so little.

Neji gave him a small smirk, 'Doesn't matter. She's got one of us a job as a receptionist at the hotel that doubles up as the whore house. Naruto's gone ahead of us to establish contact. He'll send a frog to tell us where he's made arrangements for living.'

'Someone specializing in chakra signature should go undercover,' Sasuke suggested, not wanting to be too direct and say it should be him to get the assignment. Neji's eyes were too conspicuous and Naruto was a dobe at anything to do with chakra signature. But they probably knew that already.

Neji nodded again, "You will be going. However once you identify Masakagawa you are to report back to us." Neji's eyes hardened, "I will not tolerate any insubordination or going off alone."

Sasuke wanted to sneer, instead he nodded. He shouldn't be surprised. Of course he wasn't going to be allowed to do any more. Why did he even bother hoping that they would actually give him a chance to use his new jutsu?

The Hyuuga got up and Sasuke stared at him, "What will you and Naruto be doing till I identify him?"

Neji paused, "I will be in hiding and Naruto will help you with your investigation."

With that said, his team captain picked up his supplies.

"Let's go," he ordered. "I expect no more than a 10 second lag between us."

Sasuke rolled his eyes behind Neji's back as the other launched off into the forest. Fucking jerk, Sasuke seethed, as he followed the Hyuuga. This mission was turning out to be worse than he imagined.

Naruto pulled the curtains closed in the room, tired of watching the rain. It was so heavy that it was impossible to look beyond a few feet. He sighed, he had always hated thunderstorms. He even preferred the freezing cold to the incessant downpour of rain. He found the steady beating of the rain on the roof monotonous, not calming, like many people claimed it be.

He turned around, surveying the tiny flat he had rented. It was basically two rooms, a bedroom and a living area that doubled up as kitchen, with one small bathroom attached to the bedroom that he suspected used to be the closet. It was small but cozy, just the way he liked it. More importantly, it was directly opposite Hotel Kama, the infamous den that Masakagawa visited often.

Tanaka-san, the blonde middle aged ninja/whore, had helped him rent the place. All employees of Hotel Kama, she had told him, stayed close by since the working hours were mostly at night. The apartment was technically meant for Sasuke, but Neji had thought it unwise that all three of them live separately, so it was decided that it would be him would bunk with the bastard. He grinned, remembering how sharingan eyes had tracked him all the way into the Neji's tent the previous night. Sasuke was such an idiot sometimes.

Naruto stored all his equipment underneath the bed, and sat down, waiting for his partner to show up. This mission was not going to be as easy as he'd thought it would be. Tanaka san had refused to tell him how the Rain elders knew of Masakagawa's presence but she had made it clear that they wanted him dead. The village couldn't afford to be associated with any more Akatsuki and Konoha was more than willing to oblige them.

However, tackling a chakra manipulator who was an expert in form shifting was dangerous. He hoped that the sharingan would be strong enough to recognize Masakagawa no matter what form he was. But considering that Sasuke could see the Kyuubi if he wanted, it shouldn't be impossible.

Hearing footsteps beyond the door, Naruto got up, crossing the bedroom a and living room in a total of 8 steps. He swung open the door, grinning at as it revealing a wet, sour faced Uchiha dressed in civilian clothes. He was immediately shouldered to the side as Sasuke entered and Naruto had an instinctual urge to swoop him up and kiss him. He squashed it quickly when he noticed the landlord standing a foot away in the passage, watching Sasuke with a heavy leer.

Naruto narrowed his eyes, "Thank you for showing him here," he said, trying to sound casual. The balding beady eyed man nodded.

"Is your friend working at Kama?" he asked, gesturing in the direction of Sasuke, who had disappeared into the closet- bathroom.

Naruto wanted to punch that smirk off the pervert's face but instead he smiled. He couldn't afford to get on the landlord's bad side. This mission depended on them staying undercover.

"Yes," he said and then added, "as a replacement for Ginta."

"Oh," he said, and Naruto was pleased to see the raw disappointment on his face. That meant he knew that Ginta had been the last receptionist, nothing more. After thanking him once more, he slammed the door shut, wondering how Sasuke dealt with creepy people like that. Maybe it should have been him to take the job, Sasuke would attract too much attention –

"What the fuck is this?"

Naruto turned around to see Sasuke staring at the bed, paused midway in the process of drying his hair with a white towel. It shouldn't have been arousing, considering he was fully clothed, but it was anyway and Naruto gulped. He realized that he toughest thing wasn't going to be the mission, but controlling himself around the bastard.

"Err, that's your uniform," he replied, loving how the damp clothes stuck so close to the other man's body. The Uchiha had to be cold in those, maybe if he offered to warm him a little. Naruto sighed as felt a familiar heat around his collar . This was not going like he planned it. He had to be in control the next few weeks, not behave like a animal in rut. He shut his eyes, willing it down. Sasuke didn't have to know how close he was from trying to tackle him onto the bed.

"You can't be serious..." Sasuke was protesting, glaring at the garments laid on the bed. Naruto squinted at the layers of clothing, feeling a little sorry for his friend. He was glad that he didn't have to wear any of that.

The kimono lying on the sheets was made of a dark blue silk (Naruto sure it was meant to be black) with delicate pink flowers dotting almost every inch of the cloth. Golden threads coiled around the flowers, making it reflect even the dull yellow light in the room. It seemed more like a cheap geisha's kimono that had been cut up and stitched in the men's style. Even the obi* was pink, a shade that would have clashed horribly with Sakura's hair. The only saving grace was it was paired with a dark blue hakama*, but Naruto knew that Sasuke was going to hate it anyway.

He shrugged, hiding a grin, 'You're the receptionist at a whore house, what d'you expect?"

"Oh, shut up," snapped the Uchiha, turning to face him.

"Look, I didn't pick these out," Naruto said, defending himself. "This is what the last guy wore…"

"I'm sorry," Sasuke spat, "I think you meant the last guy was a whore!"

Naruto couldn't help but laugh, amazed that Sasuke had actually made a joke.. well kinda, at least. "C'mon teme. It's part of your cover…"

This seemed to quiet Sasuke down but he still glared at Naruto as if he was solely responsible for his predicament. Huh, Naruto thought... maybe he was. Grinning at this realization, the blond flopped down on the bed and crossed his legs, leaning back on the head board with hands folded behind his head.

"So, you gonna change now?" Naruto couldn't help but sound enthusiastic.

"Now?"

"Yeah, your shift starts exactly at-" Naruto glanced at this wrist watch, "16 00 hours, which is one hour from now. Didn't Neji tell you?"

"No," Sasuke sounded bitter. "He didn't."

"Well go on then," Naruto said, enjoying himself. "I'm sure the pink will suit you teme."

"Fuck you," came the harsh reply. Naruto raised an eyebrow, flinching as Sasuke slammed the bathroom door behind him so hard the windows rattled. The teme was in a worse mood than usual, he noticed. His digs normally had so little effect on the other man that Naruto often doubted if Sasuke listened to him at all.

He stretched his legs out and wiggled his toes, knowing that Sasuke was angry with him. While this would have usually made Naruto upset, this time he just smirked. Not going into that tent had been a good move after all. Maybe the bastard was finally realizing that it wasn't so easy to ignore Naruto Uzumaki.

It was 10 minutes before the bathroom door was pushed open. Naruto blinked, looking forward to a good laugh at his best friend's expense. But for a whole moment, Naruto was at a loss of words. He couldn't believe it. The kimono actually ..suited.. the teme He had heard many a person say that Sasuke would look good in anything and the blond had scoffed. No one could look that good. But as always, the Uchiha was proving him wrong.

Naruto had only seen Sasuke in three outfits. Those silly white shorts of his, the stupid purple bow, and his Jounin outfit. Since the teme never bothered to come to festivals, he had never had the opportunity to see him in formals. Now, Naruto was thinking he should have tried harder to convince his friend to attend them.

On his pale skin the dark blue was more prominent than the pink flowers, making it seem less like a cheap whore's outfit and more like an actual kimono. Sasuke hadn't tied the obi tight enough because the kimono was almost a quarter open, revealing a lot of his chest and neck. It was difficult for Naruto to tear his eyes away from the expanse of creamy white skin. What was with Sasuke and revealing so much? There was almost as much skin on display as that ridiculous white top he wore while at Orochimaru's. Only now instead a purple bow, there was a pink obi holding everything together.

Sasuke didn't look like a whore at all. He looked…good. And not good in the way he usually did, but in a way that made Naruto want to rip those clothes open and -

"Dobe." Sasuke interrupted his thoughts and Naruto gulped, feeling the heat he had pushed down return in full force at that voice. He forced himself to look up, not at all comfortable with how quickly he was losing control.

"What?" he croaked. Sasuke's face was impassive and unreadable, but the way those dark eyes were boring into his, Naruto was sure the other man knew what he was thinking.

"Are you going to tell me what this Tanaka woman looks like or am I supposed to guess?"

"Err.. Tanaka? Right. Uhm.."

Naruto winced at how stupid he sounded. Shit, this wasn't how it was supposed to go. The teme was supposed to have looked stupid and he was supposed to laugh at him, dammit! This wasn'tfair. All his hard work was going to go down the drain if he gave Sasuke the advantage now.

"Well?" The voice was as good as a smirk and Naruto bristled. The bastard was enjoying this! Did he torment his other admirers like this too? Naruto wondered, anger mixing with arousal that was now so heavy, it was getting difficult to breath.

"She's a blond," he ground out, glaring at Sasuke who was perfect and poised and indifferent. Naruto knew him well enough to know it was act.

"And?" It was amazing how the teme could raise a eyebrow without actually having to do it.

"And she has green eyes. She's middle aged, around Sakura's height and has a tattoo of a paw on her right breast..." Naruto trailed off, distracted by the hint of a pink nipple that peeked out from the left. He groaned inwardly, the bastard had done that on purpose!

"Hn," Sasuke responded, running a hand through his hair and slipping on a rain coat.

"What are you doing?" Naruto asked. He did not like how the ugly rain coat had spoiled his view.

"Leaving," Sasuke said, sounding pleased with himself.

This annoyed Naruto. One moment the bastard was telling him to forget what happened at the hot springs, and the other he was being an unbearable tease. And no, Naruto didn't think the Uchiha was oblivious to this fact.

His eyes followed the other man as he walked the few steps it took to the door. Naruto frowned at the retreating back. Did Sasuke think it was funny, baiting him like this? All he wanted was Sasuke to take him seriously, not put him in the same category as all the other idiots fawning all over him. He felt anger burn his insides at the thought. By resisting going into that tent the previous night, he had hoped Sasuke would have understood that. But it looked like he was taking this whole thing like it was a stupid game. After all, that was the only way the bastard could regain some control over this situation, wasn't it?

Naruto felt the anger hardening into determination. No way in hell was he going to let the teme do that. He took a step forward, feeling the heat of the Kyuubi's chakra in his eyes.

"Teme. Wait."

A/n : I hope you enjoyed it. Reviews are read thrice, obsessed upon and generally make this author very happy. ^_^

Oh and agar tum isko padh sakte ho, then contact me dammit! We must stick together to avoid extinction.. that's it, im sorry for all the a/n's..

Oh and agar tum isko padh sakte ho, then contact me dammit! We must stick together to avoid extinction.. that’s it, im sorry for all the a/n’s..
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