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Reckless Hearts	By : MagicalReality Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3715 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: Naruto belongs to Masashi Kishimoto. I make nothing from writing this.

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Disclaimer: Naruto belongs to Masashi Kishimoto. I make nothing from writing this.

Warnings: Adult/Minor sexual relationship, language, YAOI, HET. Don’t like, don’t read. Also, there might be some OOC for both Naruto and Sasuke.

Hello! It’s been almost six months since I last updated this, but I’m not going to make any excuses for my absence. Instead of a full chapter, I decided to post two parts of eleven, simply to give you guys something to read until then. I’m not completely sure when the second part will be up, seeing as I haven’t planned what’s going to happen with Sasuke after this part ends. Until then, enjoy this little taste until next time.

Unbeta’d so all mistakes are my own.

Reckless Hearts

Chapter Eleven, Part One

"Tell me, Sasuke-kun, what is your relationship with Uzumaki Naruto?"

Sasuke automatically leaned back in his chair, away from the man leaning over the table and into his personal space. His thoughts were going a mile a minute, but now everything made perfect sense.

"You look a little young to be in a bar."

"Uzumaki Naruto, huh? Either you're a really good liar, or you're really small for your age."

He let the memories wash over him and felt his stomach tighten at the realization that he'd been duped. The idiot had lied to him.

"We met in my bar." Sasuke finally answered, meeting Kakashi's good eye with a little glare of his own. The silver haired man huffed once then sat down, reaching over for his cup of tea to take a sip. Sasuke waited a moment before he spoke again; dread still curling in the pit of his belly. There was more to this story, he could feel it.

Iruka sighed from his left side and put a hand over Kakashi's arm, his eyes downcast and glued to the table. The tension in the room was palpable and thick.

"Let's just finish dinner and then we can talk." The man murmured. He quietly started to eat while Sasuke looked between him and Kakashi.

After a minute the conversation picked back up, but they only talked about menial things and for that Sasuke was grateful.

*****

Dinner was a short affair with tense silences and scathing looks from Kakashi. The silver haired man had never been so angry before -- in high school, the man was as laid back as teachers could be -- but he supposed having children did that to a person.

When they were finished eating, Iruka cleared the table and Kakashi lead Sasuke into the small living room where they sat down on opposite couches. The Uchiha pretended to admire the room while his teacher glared at him with his arms crossed like he was deciding what form of punishment was best.

"Sasuke." he said, his voice deadpan and tight. Sasuke finally looked at him and swallowed the dread that clawed up his throat. "I want you to tell me everything that happened last night, since the moment you met my son. Don't leave anything out."

Well, this can't end well for me, Sasuke thought with a grimace. After a deep breath, he began to recount the events last night, including the slight flirting at the table and inviting Naruto up to his office. By the time Sasuke had confessed to having sex with him, Kakashi was pacing the length of the room, muttering under his breath like a man possessed.

He threw a vicious look in Sasuke's direction before reaching into his pocket for a small cell phone and slipped it open. He typed out a quick message then tossed the piece of technology onto the couch behind him.

"I'm not going to fault you for being tricked like this. I know Nara Shikamaru and he's enough of a genius to fool even the smartest police officer with his fake IDs. I will, however, ask you what the hell you were doing picking up men in a bar you own when you're already in a relationship." Kakashi was so disappointed in him and Sasuke had the right mind to be ashamed of himself because with everything that happened last night, he was. He couldn't blame the alcohol--he had a high tolerance for it and he hadn't even drank that much.

"I wasn't thinking." Sasuke said simply, glancing briefly at Iruka as the man finally joined them in the living room. He didn’t really meet Sasuke’s eyes as he sat down on the couch, reaching for Kakashi’s arm when the irate man passed him in his pacing. The brunette pulled him down onto the couch and squeezed his thigh.

It seemed like forever had passed before anybody spoke again, but what came out of Iruka’s mouth made Sasuke wish he had been smart enough to see the signs last night.

“Naruto’s only sixteen, Sasuke-kun.” The man said under his breath, finally meeting the Uchiha’s eyes. Sasuke felt the bottom drop out from under him, even though he was sitting firmly on the couch. This was all he needed. Not only was he a cheater, but he was apparently a statutory rapist as well.

Sasuke let his head fall into his hands, his palms sweaty from nerves. He was in shock, there was no way else to describe it.

“I didn’t think –“ he repeated again, looking up at his old sensei and urging the man and his husband to believe the words coming out of his mouth. He wanted to say something else, to defend himself, but that’s when the front door opened and Uzumaki Naruto walked over the threshold.

Sasuke felt his insides freeze with mortification as those too-blue eyes gazed at him and made heat crawl over his skin.

“Sasuke-kun, this is my foster son, Naruto.” Kakashi got up from the couch and seized the blonde by the collar of his jacket, forcing him to sit next Sasuke. “Well, Naruto, Sasuke told me a different story. Now you have to tell him why the hell you tricked him into having sex with you.” The man said in a low voice, tone daring the teen to disobey him.

The little bastard just snorted and turned his head away in defiance.

“Please tell me you didn’t just turn sixteen.” Sasuke sighed, bile rising up from his belly. He turned to Naruto with pleading eyes, even though he knew Kakashi would never lie to him about something like this. He just wanted to hear that it was all some kind of sick joke.

“I didn’t just turn sixteen.” Naruto mumbled. Sasuke growled and shot up from the couch, his insides rolling dangerously.

I can’t believe I was so fucking stupid. What the fuck was I thinking?!

“I’m sorry, Sasuke. I never meant for last night to happen, especially with you. And you were the one that called me out on my height.” The idiot said it so nonchalantly that Sasuke felt like punching him in the face. He could get arrested for this shit if Kakashi or Iruka decided to press charges. His life could be ruined!

“You don’t get to talk, Naruto. Go up to your room and stay there until I come up to talk to you.” Kakashi told the teen, his voice icy. Sasuke snorted at the command, only because he’d heard it enough in the man’s class when he was really angry.

The three men got a glare for their efforts, but it didn’t even faze them. Naruto marched into his room and slammed the door behind him, leaving the men in a tense silence. Sasuke sighed shakily as he dropped back onto the couch, a hand running through his hair and dislodging the gelled spikes at the back.

“I’m sorry, Kakashi.” He told the silver haired man sincerely, looking up to meet one grey eye. “I won’t make any excuses for my behavior last night. I only wish it hadn’t been Naruto that I met.”

Sasuke ran his hands over his face next, feeling mentally drained from everything that had happened to him over the last two days. Iruka seemed to pick up on it, because he left Kakashi’s side to come and sit next to him.

“Sasuke-kun, is everything alright with you?” The brunette asked softly, placing a hand on Sasuke’s wrist and tilting his head up with a few fingers under his chin. “If there’s something you need to talk about, I’m all ears.” Iruka assured him.

Sasuke thought about it for a minute; the offer was tempting but he wasn’t comfortable or bold enough to tell the man what he was thinking. How could Sasuke tell him about the affect his own son had on him?

“I think I should leave now. It’s late and I’ve already used enough of your time.” Sasuke said as pleasantly as he could, standing up from the couch and offering Iruka his hand to shake. The man did so with a small smile on his face and Sasuke felt guilt well up in his whole body. “I can’t apologize enough for what happened tonight. I’ll make sure to stay as far away from Naruto as I can.”

“Okay, Sasuke-kun.” Iruka nodded, dropping his hand and letting the raven turn to Kakashi to shake his. His old sensei was still angry, that much was obvious from the way his grip was tighter than necessary. It was unclear who the man was truly angry with, his son or Sasuke.

They didn’t exchange anymore words, but the couple did walk him to the front door and waved him off as he walked down the path to the street. Sasuke quickly climbed into the car and let out a breath, trembling with emotions he thought he’d gotten the hang of by now. It was no wonder Itachi still called him foolish.

“Fuck, Sasuke, what did you get yourself into?” The raven muttered to himself, as he fished his keys out of his pocket and started up his car. He took one last look at Kakashi’s house before he drove away, determined to forget he’d ever let himself fall into a moment of weakness.

When he was already half way home, he remembered the jeans that he’d worn that night and the velvet box inside his pocket. He almost swerved off the road when he realized that it was Karin’s turn to do the laundry.

He was so fucking screwed.

tbc
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