Fa�ade | By : Luma Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1006 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Title: Façade
Author: Illuma
Fandom: Naruto
Feedback: Feedback is always welcome!
Dream: And then the saints go marching in... duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh, duh duh duh duh duh duh duh.
Itachi:What the hell are you doing?
Dream: Don't know. Might be accredited to boredom.
Itachi: You're an idiot.
Dream:Yeah I know. So, question. Who all is sad that Sasuke actually managed to kill Itachi like... 12 chapters ago. I know I am.
Itachi: It sucks.
Dream:Well... at least now we know why you killed the clan, but I have to know why the hell you would agree to it anyways.
Itachi: -Shrugs-
Dream:Well whatever. This new turn of events in the manga has started to amuse me. Go Sasuke-baka! XD Kay anyways. Here's Chapter 12.
Dragon: I can't wait to see how it turns out either. :D
SuChAbAKa: Muahahaha. I know I am. Mindless smut just isn't my thing. I can't hardly read it much less write it. My mind won't allow for such. You wouldn't believe the things I think of in here. It gets pretty chaotic sometimes. Crazy stuff. With the murder scene though, I had actually contemplated going a bit further than what I had done, but I was starting feel nauseous about half way through and decided the level I had it at was good enough. I could have gotten way more descriptive and taken it to a much higher level than that. I thought about Sa hitting him, but I decided against it. I thought this way was more fun.
Sadie the Brave: I wish we could fav them, but alas we don't. You could always add it to your recommended reading list though. x3
Azrael89: I think we all love the clinging. I know I'm evil. But no worries. Here's another chapter.
Warnings: Like woah! More NaruSasu action. Well. Maybe anyways. You'll just have to read and find out.
Disclaimer: I still don't own it you know. I never have and I never will. It would be funny if I did though. More butt-sex would be involved.
Chapter 12
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To say it was pleasant would have been an understatement. It was fan-fucking-tastic as far as Naruto believed. His lips moved against Sasuke's, the wet muscle in his mouth peeking out between his lips to lick at the Uchiha's lower lip. Had he been paying attention, he would have realized Sasuke wasn't responding. Hell it damn near would have seemed like the older teen had died right there in his arms. The idiot blond as he was, he didn't notice that Sasuke wasn't really breathing. Or moving for that matter. He was completely and utterly frozen.
He didn't know what to make of the situation at all. The touch at the breakfast table, barely handleable, but that wasn't like this. That hadn't been as intimate as this was. When Sasuke felt Naruto sucking his lower lip into his mouth, that's when he reacted. His hands shot up and he pushed Naruto away, causing the blond to stumble and trip over the bucket of tennis balls.
Sasuke lifted pale hand, thin fingers touching his lips. He took a cautionary step backwards as Naruto pushed himself to his feet. A tanned hand reached out to him, but he shook his head, moving out of reaching distance.
Black eyes widened as the blond advanced upon him, a look of worry on his face. He suddenly felt trapped, even with the open space behind him. Naruto had taken his first kiss, and the intimacy frightened him. He shook his head again as the blond moved to take him in his arms. He just didn't understand.
Sasuke could feel the tears prickling at his eyes, threatening to spill. Why? Why couldn't Naruto be patient with him? Why did he have to do this to him? He couldn't stop them as the tears pooled in his eyes and slowly trailed down his cheeks.
Didn't the blond know he had trust issues? Still had trust issues? What Naruto wanted was more than Sasuke could give. He couldn't do this. This intimacy. It took more trust than he had. That wall around his heart kept in that fear. He couldn't let others get close to him. He didn't want to be hurt again.
He didn't know when, how or why, but within minutes there were arms around him. Not the arms of the blond, and not the arms of his brother.
Mama, he thought. Those arms that had protected him for so long were wrapped around him, holding him tightly as voices argued back and forth. His face turned and buried it self against her shoulder, hands clinging to her shirt. Mama would save him. He could trust Mama.
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“What the hell were you thinking?!” Sakaye damn near screamed. She had happened to look out the window of her room which just so happened to face the backyard, and what did she see? Her son in the arms of the blond, being kissed by said blond. Didn't the idiot boy know anything?!
She had nearly sprinted from her room after throwing on some clean clothes. Her son needed her. He couldn't handle this. Her pounding steps across the hallway and down the stairs had alerted everyone in the house that she was awake, the loud music when she first woke the main clue. She slammed through the dining room, nearly ripping the door to the outside off its hinges to get to her baby.
She had found Sasuke backing away from the blond, tears in his eyes. That idiot had fucked up big time.
Gentle hands caressing soft black tresses, she berated the blond for his idiocy.
“Haven't you learned by now that he does not trust easily? Why the hell would you do this to him?!”
“I'm sorry!” Naruto tried. “I didn't know he'd react like that.”
“Foolish boy. If that black eye is any indication, you should have know he wouldn't react positively to it. You cannot do intimate things with him. He doesn't know how to handle it. something like this takes a certain amount of trust, and he doesn't have that.”
“I just-”
“You just what? Couldn't fucking resist? Couldn't stop yourself from acting like the teenage, hormone-crazed idiot that you are? Use that fucking brain in your head, boy. There's a reason it's there. I don't want to hear your excuses.”
Her arms tightened around her son as the boy buried his face against her shoulder, hands clinging to her shirt. Her hands continuing to pet his hair in a soothing manner. Sasuke needed her. No one else made him feel safe like she did. He'd told her this once when he was younger. The monster in his closet had tried to get him, and his screams for Mama to protect him had brought her immediately to his side.
“Mama,” Sasuke whimpered, his voice muffled by shirt.
“Mama's here baby. Mama's here,” she responded, her voice soft and soothing to him.
“Mama, I'm scared,” he whispered.
“I know baby. Mama will protect you. Mama will always protect you.” She could feel the tears wetting her shoulder through the thin shirt. Sasuke's tears hadn't stopped.
She sighed softly and looked at Naruto. “I don't know what you two talked about before you kissed him, but you have to understand and remember that he has difficulties trusting people. The fact that he trusts you even in a small manner is a miracle in and of itself. In eight years the only friends he's had are Itachi and myself. He doesn't let others in easily. He cannot handle it.”
Naruto bowed his head. “I'm sorry,” he said quietly. “I'm so sorry, Sasuke. I didn't mean to scare him. I just... I couldn't stop myself.”
Sakaye sighed again. “I gather that you like him, but you have to be patient. Don't test his limits. You'll only get bad results that may drive you apart. Give him time, and let him tell you what he wants. Don't push him.”
Naruto nodded quietly.
“Clean up this mess. Come to my room when your done.”
Naruto nodded a second time and watched Sakaye lead Sasuke away, pale hands still clinging to the woman's shirt. He sighed and lifted a hand, rubbing the side of his head. “Fuck,” he grumbled. He looked at the four dogs and and sighed again as he moved about, collecting stray tennis balls and tossing them into the bucket. He didn't notice Itachi approaching him until he heard his voice.
“You fucked up big this time,” the older Uchiha said, watching the blond gather the balls.
“I know,” Naruto replied. “I was stupid for kissing him.”
Itachi blinked. “You kissed him?”
“Yeah.”
“Idiot. I told you not to be intimate with him. He doesn't know how to handle it.”
Naruto nodded a third time. “Yeah I... fuck, man. I just couldn't stop myself. I knew I shouldn't have, but I just didn't. He probably hates me now.”
“I doubt it. He didn't hit you again, so that tells me he still might be willing to give you another chance. You two might really have something if you can gain his complete trust.”
Naruto looked at him and shrugged slightly. “I certainly hope so,” he mumbled.
“Let me ask you something,” Itachi responded, folding his arms across his chest, his body relaxing slightly.
Naruto paused in picking up the balls and straightened, his attention completely on the older Uchiha. “What?”
“What do you see in him? What makes you want to be with him?”
Naruto didn't respond. Not immediately anyways. He thought about it. he thought hard about it. what had attracted him to the older teen? What was so special about Sasuke that Naruto was just drawn to him like a moth to a flame? He didn't know how to explain it. Not really anyways. No one had ever asked, so he didn't have a reason he could reply with.
“I... I don't know how to explain it,” Naruto replied.
Itachi hid the frown that threatened to spread across his passive face. “I see,” he replied. “You admit though that you care for him in more than a platonic way?”
Naruto nodded. “He's... different. Special. I don't know what it is about him, and I really don't know how to explain but something about him makes me want to be with him. To be there for him, and to help him in any way I can. That first day I met him at school he was so quiet and withdrawn. He didn't even introduce himself to the class. I just... I just knew that I had to do something. I had to draw him out of his shell.”
Itachi chuckled. “It's amazing.”
“What is?”
“We've been trying for years to pull Sasuke out of his shell, and you manage it in less than a month. You, Uzumaki Naruto, are an amazing person. I am glad that Sakaye moved him back here. I believe you may be the only person that can help him.”
Naruto blinked at him, eyes widened slightly. “You think so? I mean I know I want to do what I can to help him, but do you really think I'm the only one that can do it?”
Itachi nodded. “I do. You've done so much for him this far, and I believe you can do more. Did you know he used to have nightmares? Usually two or three times a week. Since he met you, he rarely has them. Something about you has calmed his unconscious mind.”
Naruto looked down at his feet and smiled. He was proud to know Itachi thought so highly of him. He moved to finish picking up the balls, glancing at Itachi. He paused when he noticed the man was looking up at the slightly clouded sky overhead.
“What is it?” Naruto questioned curiously.
Itachi frowned. “A bad feeling,” he murmured.
“What do you mean?”
“I don't know. I just get this feeling something bad is going to happen soon.”
Naruto frowned as well. Someone getting a feeling like that was quite clearly never a good thing. He wondered though what would happen. He bent to finish tossing balls into the bucket and grabbed the tennis racket.
“Where do these go?” he asked.
“The shed over there,” Itachi replied, gesturing to a small wooden building offset from the main house.
Naruto nodded, and glance back at Itachi before he walked away. It was going to bother him now that Itachi had mentioned his bad feeling. He frowned as he put the things away and headed back into the house. When he stepped into the room, all talk stopped and everyone present looked at him.
He avoided their gazes and passed through, heading out of the room and to the hallway that led to the stairs. Sakaye had told him to come up to her room when he was done. For some reason none of this boded well for him. He could tell. He was probably doomed.
He grasped the banister and began to pull himself up the stairs. He was so screwed it wasn't funny. He'd fucked up big time with Sasuke. It would be a miracle if Sasuke forgave him, much less spoke to him again. He sighed and moved onto the landing, dragging his feet as he headed towards that foreboding door at the end of the long hall.
It was kind of like death row, and the doors he passed were the cells of his fellow inmates just waiting for that injection that would end it all.
Morbid thoughts for a possibly morbid situation. How fitting.
He paused at the double sliding doors. It seemed the master bedroom was one of few rooms that had kept the traditional doors, possibly because that was how Sakaye had wished it. it was strange though for it to be this way, but who was he to judge that? He mentally shrugged the thoughts a way and lifted a hand, rapping his knuckles against the wooden frame.
“Come in,” a voice within sounded.
Naruto swallowed over the lump in his throat and moved his hand, sliding the panel open. Head bowed, he stepped in and closed the door. When he finally did choose to look up, he was surprised to see Sakaye sitting on the bed leaning against the headboard with Sasuke sitting between her legs, a book in his lap.
Sakaye was smiling, her chin resting on Sasuke's shoulder as the boy showed her the drawings he'd done since they'd last seen each other. The smile fell slightly from the woman's face when she looked at the blond. She lifted a hand and gestured for him to come forward.
Slowly, Naruto moved forward and approached one side of the bed. When she gestured for him to sit, he did so immediately. He noticed that Sasuke hadn't even looked at him, and sighed inwardly.
“And what's this one?” Sakaye asked, turning the book to the next page.
Sasuke blushed madly when the image was revealed. It was Naruto. A wet Naruto. Sasuke had seen Naruto coming out of the shower once after P.E., and had remembered this exact image. He'd spent several hours getting it just right, bringing it to its current form of absolute perfection. Every line was just right, the muscles of Naruto's body drawn to nearly exact proportion. A few portions were off somewhere, but unless one was looking for these imperfections they were hardly noticeable.
Sasuke's head tilted down to hide his flaming cheeks, and Naruto stared down at the image of him. Sasuke had... drawn him? He'd never even dreamed the older teen would do that.
Sakaye smiled and threaded her fingers in her son's hair, massaging his scalp.
“My my,” she mused. “What a pretty boy.”
Naruto blushed and looked at her.
“It would see Naru-chan is more important to you than I thought, eh?”
Sasuke turned his head away, and Sakaye laughed softly. She leaned forward and kissed her son's cheek.
“It's alright, dear. You know I don't mind.”
Sasuke blushed again. “Mama I...”
“I know baby. I know.”
Sasuke sniffed and pushed the book off his lap. He turned his body, his back facing Naruto as he leaned his head against Sakaye's shoulder. Sakaye smiled and wrapped her arms around her son, and held him tightly against her.
She looked over at Naruto, and the blond froze.
“I've learned something,” she spoke, knowing Sasuke wasn't listening. “He cares for you. I have no idea what you did, or even how you did it, but he does. How much, I don't have the slightest idea. Somehow you made it in past his carefully erected walls. You pushed and wormed your way in through those tiny cracks.
“I'll give it to you that you have at least that going for you, but your treading on thin ice here, Uzumaki. I will give you one warning, and one warning only. If you hurt him in any way, I will not forgive you. I will make your life miserable. Do you understand me?”
Naruto nodded vigorously. “Yes ma'am!” he replied. “I wouldn't dream of hurting Sasuke. I've only realized recently that I think I love him. He said he'd give me a chance, but I don't ever want to let him go. I want to be there for him. I want to help him. I want to do anything I can for him.”
Sakaye smiled and lifted a hand, cupping Naruto's chin in her hand. She pulled him forward, turned his head and kissed his cheek. “Good,” she replied. “I already told you what would happen if you did something, so don't make me regret letting you have this chance. I will allow you to try, but only if he accepts it. understand?”
“Hai,” Naruto replied, nodding his head.
“Good,” she replied. Her head turned when the phone rang. “Hand me that will you?”
Naruto grabbed the portable phone off the stand and handed it to her.
Sakaye eyed the Caller ID before pushing the talk button and holding it to her ear. “Moshi moshi? Konoha's number one mortuary with the highest mortality rate. What can we do for you today?” Sakaye paused to listen, a frown forming on her lips. “I see.” The person on the other side continued, and she listened, occasionally adding in another 'I see' or 'Yes' or 'uh huh.'
“Right. Begin arrangements then will you? I'll be there within the hour. Right. Yes. Of course I will. Goodbye.” She handed the phone back and shifted Sasuke, bringing the boy back to awareness. “I have to go, sweetheart. Something important needs my attention.”
Sasuke clung to her.
“I'm sorry, Sasuke, but I don't have much choice. Naruto-kun has promised to behave, alright?”
Sasuke sniffed and nodded, slowly releasing her, Sakaye smiled, kissed the top of his head and moved to push him into Naruto's waiting arms. The blond held the dark haired teen against him as Sakaye rose from the bed and moved into her large closet, closing the door behind her.
Sasuke sniffed again and leaned against Naruto, letting the blond hold him tight. One pale hand moved and he clutched the orange shirt tightly in his hand. Naruto was unsure what to do, and all he could think to do was just hold the older boy. He didn't want to do something that would hurt or scare Sasuke, so he remained still, one hand moving and gently rubbing his arm.
Several minutes passed before Sakaye reemerged from the closet dressed in black jeans, a black t-shirt that hugged her body, and a black jacket in her hand. It was quite obvious that the woman liked wearing black. She moved back momentarily to grab a pair of black shoes and approached the bed. She dropped the jacket and pulled on the shoes before she moved around to the other side of the bed. She cupped Sasuke's chin in her hand tilted his head up towards her. “I'll see you later tonight, okay?” she smiled when he nodded and she bent down to kiss his forehead before pulling away. She grabbed a hair tie and a brush from the bedside table and walked away, snagging the jacket as she passed. She didn't look back as she walked out.
She pulled the jacket on and used the small brush to pulled her hair up into a pony tail at the top of her head. She pocketed the brush as she made her way downstairs and into the large living room, her eyes noting all of the adults in the room.
She frowned and leaned against the doorway. “I have some bad news,” she said. Immediately all eyes turned to her.
“What do you mean?” Iruka asked, rising from his seat next to his lover.
“At exactly eight o'clock this morning, six corresponding reports came in of the same nature. Last night around midnight six apartments were allegedly broken into. Neighboring tenants commented to apartment managers that strange noises were coming from the apartments, and they requested that the managers look into it and ask the tenants to keep the noise down. At roughly seven am these managers entered the apartments, and immediately called and informed the authorities.
“It's been investigated, and as it appears now nothing has been taken, but the apartments have been torn apart. Furniture was destroyed, doors torn off the hinges, and windows broken. As of now, all of you will be staying here until further notice. I cannot risk any of you being found and either taken or killed. I will not have it.
“If there is something you need from your homes, inform Nadia and arrangements will be made to take you there and bring you back. Further arrangements are being made, and all of you will be under guard from today on. Should you choose to go out, you are of course free to do so, but please remember that you will be watched at all times. This is for your safety.”
They all nodded as they listened to her speak. They understood she was worried for them, and if someone had found out so soon where they lived they were clearly not safe in their own homes.
“Each of you will also be given special security codes. I have a few people working on upgrading the security around the entire property. Which includes camera surveillance, motion sensors and several other things you do not need to be aware of. As soon as it's finished he'll come in and let you know what they are. There should be plenty of room in the garage for all of your cars, so I'm asking you to please leave them in there if you are not going out. We may also have to change your plates and car colors if necessary.”
“Why?” Genma asked.
Sakaye rolled her eyes. “Genma, don't play stupid. You know damn well that if they can find your homes, then they can very well find out what car you drive, and probably anything else that pertains to your life.”
“Will we still be able to teach?” Iruka asked worriedly.
“Of course. I'll inform Tsunade of the situation, and everything will be taken care of. I do not want any of your lives to be in danger at any time. Every decision made from here on out concerns the safety of all of you, and the children.”
“So what's going to be done about them?” Kakashi asked, pulling Iruka back down and into his lap.
“Same conditions, but less. I can't very well restrict them to my own home, but they will be assigned guards without their knowledge. These people will tail them when they leave their homes, and additional guards will be stationed on school grounds for them. They of course are not to be told of the situation. If they happen to find out on their own, so be it. This is how things are now, and it will not change until this is over.” She paused to look at the clock on the wall. “I have to go. Somethings come up and I'm needed.”
“Are you sure you should go?” Raidou asked, frowning at her.
“I don't have a choice. I can not afford to take days off no matter my condition. Unless I'm seriously injured or in a coma. What I do is important, and no one but us can do the things we do. If you knew of anything that we do, you would understand. This country wouldn't be what it is today without us.”
“I see,” he murmured. “I have a question though. Do you have any idea who did it?”
“The break-ins? I have an idea, but I may be wrong. It is possible that it's related to Orochimaru, but unless we can find any identifiable evidence, it's all up in the air at this moment. As of now we have no clues or any solid ideas as to the identities of the culprits. When you've gotten the things you want, they'll search them and anything remaining in your homes for anything we can use. Until then, we'll still be in the dark about it.”
Several of them sighed, and attention turned to the side as Nadia approached. “Kisame is outside waiting,” she said to Sakaye, handing the woman her mobile phone.
“Alright,” she replied, pivoting on her heel and striding from the room with Nadia at her heels.
“What's going on outside?”
“Deidara and Sasori. They're upping security along with Tobi.”
“Ah. And them?”
“Staying here. I will not let that bastard endanger their lives. He has no business with them, and we both know what would happen if he got a hold of anyone. It's me he wants, and I will do anything to ensure the safety of my loves ones. I will not stand by and let him do as he pleases. When I find him, I will kill him.”
Nadia stood back, watching as the door closed behind her long time friend. She had a dark feeling that the future of ahead was bleak. Something would surely go wrong. She did not know what it was or what could possibly happen, but the feeling was there. There it would remain until her fears manifested.
She stood by the window and watched as Sakaye slid into the drivers seat the sleek, black automobile, the blue haired man sliding into the passenger seat. She could hear the engine rev, and watched as gravel flew from beneath the tires as the woman hit the gas and sped down the drive. ANBU would find something, and be it good or bad things would soon get interesting.
TBC...
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