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The Words I Couldn't Say	By : vampireunicorn Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1412 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Here's chapter Twelve; please let me know what you think :D
Chapter Twelve
15^th August – 1 Month and 1 day to the Wedding
Naruto woke to the sound of Y.M.C.A playing rather loudly. He snickered to himself; that was one of his better choices. He heard Sasuke grumble, and shift against him as he turned to grab his phone.
“Yes?” Sasuke snapped irritably.
Naruto glanced at the clock over Sasuke’s shoulder, and decided that it was still too early to get up. He snuggled up against Sasuke’s back, closing his eyes. He was woken by Sasuke shaking his shoulder minutes later.
“What?” he mumbled sleepily. He had been having a nice dream; he and Sasuke had a pet unicorn-boat, and they had been out fishing. The motion of the waves had been pleasant, and every time he kissed Sasuke he tasted the salt from the spray on his lips. He really wanted to go back there.
“They’ve found her,” Sasuke said, slipping out of bed.
Naruto sat up, instantly awake. There was no need to as who she was, he knew: Hinata. Over the past two weeks, it had become Sasuke’s latest I’m-too-busy-doing-this-to-focus-on-the-wedding obsession. He had sent Karin after Suigetsu last week, figuring that two would be better than one, especially since Suigetsu had made zero progress.
Naruto and Sasuke had spent a lot of their time trawling the internet, trying to find possible sightings. Hiashi Hyuuga had so far kept his daughter’s disappearance quiet, sending out a few private investigators to try to find her instead of making it general knowledge. Sasuke had attempted to hack into the different agencies he was using, but as of yet they had had no luck. A sort of cold war had built up between the Hyuuga and Uchiha. All business dealings had been called off, any social events where one was attending had been given a wide berth by members of the other family. So far there had been no outright attacks, but the tension in the Uchiha mansion was palpable.
Neji remained by Itachi’s side; his presence was tolerated by Fugaku as long as he wasn’t seen. This had meant that Sasuke and Naruto had been given the task of helping Itachi around the grounds, while Neji stayed out of sight. Itachi’s condition had improved again, and he liked to take walks in the fresh air while he could. These excursions were normally taken with Itachi’s hulking body guard, Kisame, who scared the piss out of Naruto.
Little time was left for the wedding, for which Naruto was grateful; he didn’t think he could survive another I-love-you-but-I-have-to-do-this argument without Sasuke losing some teeth.
Surprisingly, Sakura didn’t seem to mind that Sasuke was barely involved in any further wedding preparations; she seemed genuinely concerned about Hinata, and often offered to help. Occasionally Sasuke would take her up on the offer, but never alone with him. One memorable time, he had teamed her up with Karin. Naruto still wasn’t exactly sure what had happened, but Sakura had come back limping, swearing that she would “end the bitch” if she breathed the same air as her ever again. Karin had returned shortly after, grinning broadly. It was just after that that Sasuke had sent Karin off to help Suigetsu.
And then there was Sasuke; ever since Naruto had left him to stew on his own for a week and a half, Sasuke had seemed different. The morning after their re-union he had been positively elated; Naruto was sure that Sasuke had smiled more in the last two weeks than he had in his whole life previously. These happy moods were interspersed with moments of deep depression, where Sasuke would scowl into space, as if the wall in front of him had deeply offended him. Sasuke’s increasingly bipolar mood swings were a cause of alarm to Naruto, who had initially worried that he had broken Sasuke by abandoning him for a week. Except, that didn’t make any sense; Sasuke had managed months at a time without Naruto previously. Becoming lovers hadn’t changed their dynamic that much.
Naruto had come to the conclusion that Sasuke was plotting something. He hoped that it wasn’t a way to drag Hinata back to her father; in the heat of the moment he had threatened Sasuke with breaking up with him the last time he had suggested doing that. If Sasuke did it anyway, he would have to follow through with his threat, as much as it would kill him. He was pretty sure that Sasuke would cave before he did. Pretty sure. Not sure enough to use it as leverage to get Sasuke to break off the wedding. Not yet, anyway, though he had been tempted.
Naruto shook off such thoughts, climbing out of bed; he had a plan ready if Sasuke didn’t cancel the wedding, so he wouldn’t need to resort to such drastic measures. It had come to him last week, so obvious that he didn’t know why he hadn’t thought of it sooner.
He found Sasuke trying to extract the kitten from his underwear draw. He caught Sasuke around the waist, and placed a kiss against his neck.
“Who found her?” He asked. “Is she a miss or a Mrs?”
“Karin, and she didn’t say. We need to get up there, though.”
Sasuke deposited the kitten onto the floor, and turned in Naruto’s arms, looping his arms loosely around his lover’s neck. “I really need to talk to her; if we can convince her to discredit her father, maybe…” he trailed off, his eyes going distant.
Naruto tightened his grip on Sasuke’s waist, pulling their bodies closer together. They both slept naked, and Naruto liked the feeling of Sasuke’s skin on his. “What will you tell Sakura? I’m sure she’s not going to be happy with you going away this close to the wedding.”
A shadow flickered in Sasuke’s eyes briefly. “I don’t care,” he replied. “We’re going. Anyway, Sakura wants Hinata to be OK, too. I suppose if she really fusses I can say we’re going to scope out possible honeymoon destinations.”
Naruto frowned. “Aren’t you supposed to be going on a safari?” He asked.
Sasuke snorted. “I cancelled that,” he said.
“And Sakura’s OK with that?”
Sasuke shrugged. “Well, I haven’t told her yet, so let’s hope that she’ll be happy knowing that we’re going after Hinata.”
He slipped out of Naruto’s arms, and vanished into the bathroom. Naruto stared after him, perplexed. Episodes like this, with Sasuke’s attitude to the wedding becoming increasingly flippant were becoming more and more regular. Considering how highly strung Sasuke had been about the whole thing not too long ago, Naruto was unable to fathom where this new attitude had sprung from. Not that he cared if Sasuke was bothered about the wedding; he rather preferred him like this. It was just strange. Shrugging it off, he followed Sasuke into the shower.
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It turned out that dealing with Sakura was the least of their problems; she had been happy for them to go, saying that she would have come with them if there wasn’t still so much to sort for the wedding. Naruto found himself grateful for the damn thing for the first time.
His mother was another matter. Naruto had returned home to pack, since Sasuke reckoned that they would be gone for a few days. Kushina appeared in his doorway as he was zipping up his suitcase.
“Where are you off too, chickpea?” She asked, leaning against the door frame.
Naruto turned to her with a grin. “We found Hinata,” he said. “Me and Sasuke are going after her.”
Kushina’s eyes narrowed. “Why?” She demanded. “That boy of yours had better not be planning to make her do something she doesn’t want to.”
Naruto rolled his eyes. For all that he was harbouring similar doubts himself, he didn’t like anyone bad-mouthing Sasuke, even if that person was his own mother. “Like I would let him,” he said. “We’re just going to talk to her. I’m hoping that she and Juugo will come back with us, though. Even if she doesn’t go back to her family, she should know that she’s welcome here.”
Kushina snorted. “Of course she’s welcome here,” she said. “In fact, I’ll get Minato to make up a guest room for them. Just because her father doesn’t like what she’s done, doesn’t mean that she’s alone in this.”
Naruto had a sudden stab of premonition. A sinking feeling in the pit of his belly preceded his next words. “Uh, mum, why can’t you get a room ready for them?” He asked.
Kushina smiled at him, the sort of smile that made puppy farmers piss their pants in terror. “Because I’m coming with you. I can’t trust you and Sasuke to get the right message across to Hinata. Left to you two, you’d probably muck it up, and have her running away again.”
Naruto groaned; so much for a few days away with Sasuke. Of course, once his mother made up her mind, there was no dissuading her. Even if Naruto managed to leave her behind, he was sure that she would find a way to follow them.
It got worse; Sasuke arrived a short while later, and he was not alone. Since both of Sasuke’s cars were up in Scotland with Suigetsu and Karin, he had said that he would borrow Itachi’s car. Evidently, when you borrowed Itachi’s car, Itachi, Neji and Kisame came as standard.
Sasuke dragged Naruto away for a quiet word as Kushina was loading their luggage into the boot.
“Why is your mother coming with us?” Sasuke hissed at him.
“I could ask the same about your brother and his bloody entourage,” Naruto replied. “She invited herself. Is Itachi well enough for this?”
Sasuke shrugged, a dark look on his face. “He says he is, and Neji wouldn’t let him go if he wasn’t.”
“Does your father know about this?”
Sasuke groaned. “God, I hope not. He can go days without noticing Itachi, so I figure we’re safe, as long as the journey doesn’t kill him.” He chewed his lip nervously. “Mother knows. She’s not happy, but she understands; Itachi just wants to get out of the house, see somewhere other than his room or the hospital. Maybe this will be his last chance to do it.”
Tears shone in Sasuke’s eyes. Not caring that there was a small audience, Naruto took him in his arms. Sasuke let out a soft sob, and relaxed into Naruto’s embrace.
“So we’re stuck with them,” Naruto said, stroking his fingers through Sasuke’s hair. He felt Sasuke nod against his chest. He sighed. “Fine, but they’re booking their own damn hotel rooms, no way am I sleeping in the bathroom again.”
That got a soft snort of laughter from Sasuke. Naruto waited until Sasuke composed himself, before taking his hand and leading him to the car.
It was large, closer to a van or a minibus than a car. As far as Naruto could remember, it had been custom made for Itachi, to fit in any medical equipment he might need. Itachi had been free of drips and various machinery for weeks, so the only sign of his frailty were the wheel chair and crutches tucked in the boot.
There were two rows of back seats, designed to fold down if Itachi needed to lie down. Currently they were all upright. Kisame was driving, and Kushina had taken the passenger seat. Neji and Itachi had the more spacious front two seats, leaving Sasuke and Naruto to the cramped back. As they squeezed in, Naruto was already wishing that they had thought to book plane tickets. What would have been a 45 minute internal flight would take the best part of a day by road.
Sasuke’s hand remained in his, fingers twisted tightly together, as the car slowly pulled down the drive. Sasuke was staring out of the window, but his dark eyes seemed focused on something other than the countryside flowing past.
“Naruto,” he said softly, his eyes still distant, his head turned away. “While we’re away, forget about the wedding. Don’t mention it, don’t think about it.”
“What? You know you can’t just ignore it and hope it will go away,” Naruto said.
Sasuke turned to face him. “I know. Even so, while we’re away, forget about it. I want to focus on us.”
Naruto suppressed a sigh. “Ok,” he said. He wished that he could just sweep the whole damn thing under the carpet, maybe stamp on it a few times. He supposed that it was too much to hope that when they came back Sasuke would actually speak to his father and Sakura, and cancel the bloody thing. They were getting really close to the actual day, and no expense had been spared. The Uchiha had spent a small fortune on the event, money that they would not get back if Sasuke procrastinated any longer.
“You’re thinking about it,” Sasuke said, a small wry smile twisting at his lips. “Stop it.”
“It’s a bit hard when it’s only one month away,” Naruto grumbled.
Sasuke’s eyes flicked towards the window again, and he bit his lip. “Well, will it help if I tell you a secret?” He asked, his voice so quiet it could barely be heard over the noise of the traffic around them.
Naruto folded his arms and scowled, wishing they were alone so he could maybe throttle Sasuke a little bit. “What secret?” He asked.
Sasuke turned, and put his lips against Naruto’s ear. Naruto could feel his breath against his earlobe, and suddenly wished they were alone for a completely different reason.
“I’m not going through with it,” Sasuke whispered in his ear.
Naruto jerked his head around so fast that they connected with a dull thump. They both let out a small yelp of pain.
“What? You’re what!?” Naruto exclaimed, rubbing his sore head. Sasuke was doing likewise, but there was an amused glint in his eyes.
“Not so loud,” he said.
Naruto was suddenly aware of three pairs of eyes looking at them in barely concealed interest. Kisame was watching the road, but Naruto was sure that his ears had pricked up.
Naruto shot them a watery smile before turning back to Sasuke. “What do you expect when you tell me that?” He hissed. “And anyway, if you’re not going through with it, why is Sakura still busy organising the damn thing? What are you going to do, Sasuke, just not turn up?”
“I thought you’d be pleased.”
“I am; I’m ecstatic, watch me jump up and down with joy.” Naruto bounced in his seat a few times. Damn bloody stubborn Sasuke. Why would he do this now? Naruto wanted to punch him, then kiss him, then drag him to bed and not let him leave for a week, but he couldn’t do any of that because they were stuck in a car for the next seven or so hours. Plus, saying he wasn’t going to go through with it was not the same as saying he had cancelled it.
Sasuke rolled his eyes. “Well, there’s gratitude; I give you what you’ve been bugging me for for the last few months, and you get all sarcastic at me.”
“Yeah, well I’m just wondering when you’re planning on telling everyone that you no longer want to get married,” Naruto hissed.
Sasuke shifted uncomfortably. “I still haven’t figured out how yet,” he said.
Naruto clenched his fists to keep himself from violence. “I’ve been telling you how for the past few months,” he said, “you just go to Sakura and say, ‘I’m terribly sorry, but I’m gay so I can’t marry you.’ It’s easy.”
“And as I have been telling you for the past few months, it’s not that simple. I admit, I should have been looking for a way out instead of just accepting that I had to go through with it, I’m sorry for that, but I can’t just cancel it. I can’t. I need to find a way of getting out of it that doesn’t upset Sakura, or piss my father off.”
“That’s impossible.” Naruto said flatly. “Just cancel it; dragging it out is only going to make things worse.”
“God, you’re impossible to please. Just trust me on this; I will find a way out of this. In fact, instead of being negative, maybe you could help me.”
“I thought I just did. Can someone swap seats with me at the next bathroom break?” There was no way Naruto was going to last the whole journey with Sasuke like this.
“No,” came from three different voices at the same time.
Naruto shot Sasuke a dark look. He supposed that he should be happy; it was a considerable breakthrough. Sasuke had finally admitted what had been patently obvious to everyone else for months; he couldn’t go through with the wedding. But he was still dragging his feet over his stupid thrice damned family honour. Naruto could see that he was going to have to use his own plan, after all. Leaving things up to Sasuke would find his lover still dithering at the altar. Not that he was going to mention it to Sasuke; it was far from ideal, and he would rather that Sasuke sorted the whole mess out so he didn’t have to.
Kushina had been fiddling with the CD player. The opening bars of Les Miserables thrummed through the car, and Kushina let out a happy cry. Pretty soon, she, Itachi and Kisame were singing along; occasionally Neji would join in. Itachi made a pretty good Jean Valjean.
Naruto felt a light touch on his leg. He turned to find Sasuke looking at him, dark eyes contrite.
“I don’t want to fight with you,” Sasuke said. “I just want us to be together. It’s all I want.”
Naruto sighed, and placed his hand over Sasuke’s, giving it a squeeze. “I know,” he said. “It’s all I want , too. You just make everything so damn hard.”
“I’m sorry, it’s just that-”
“I wouldn’t finish that sentence if you don’t want to fight,” Naruto said. “Let’s just not talk about it when we’re away.”
Sasuke smiled, resting his head on Naruto’s shoulder with a small sound of contentment. Naruto knew that he shouldn’t give in to Sasuke, that he should press his point, but it wasn’t really the ideal place. Later would be soon enough; they wouldn’t be gone long in any case, only a few days. Hopefully it would give Sasuke enough time to think things through, and realise that Naruto was right. And if he didn’t, well, Naruto supposed that then they would have the argument.
The journey seemed to take longer than it should; Itachi apparently owned a lot of musical theatre soundtracks, and Kushina wanted to sing along to all of them. Naruto had planned to nap in the car, but it was hard with all the singing going on. He wouldn’t have minded, but musical theatre really wasn’t his thing.
Karin met them at the last service station before they left the motorway. Sasuke and Naruto thankfully climbed into the back of Sasuke’s car, leaving the others to their singing.
“Ok,” Karin said, “the wedding is tomorrow. Hinata knows you’re coming by the way, though I don’t think she expected such a crowd. Why are they all here?”
“They invited themselves,” Sasuke said. “At least Hinata will have some wedding guests.”
Karin’s shoulder raised in a slight shrug. “Well, there isn’t going to be a buffet, or a reception really…there’s a pub next door to the guest house, though.”
Naruto turned to Sasuke, who was staring pensively out of the window. “You’re not going to try to stop them, are you?” He asked.
Sasuke shot him an incredulous look. “I said I wouldn’t,” he replied. “Besides, I need Hinata on my side. She’s hardly going to help me if I ruin her wedding.”
Naruto narrowed his eyes. “Help you with what?” He asked. He had thought that they had come all this way to get Hinata back, and possibly try and reconcile her with her father. Apparently, Sasuke had other ideas.
Sasuke smiled, a flash of white teeth that had Naruto thinking shark. “If I want to cancel my wedding,” he said, “and believe me, I do, I need something to appease my father. He has never really got along with Hiashi, but if Hinata took control of the family business, with the full support of Uchiha, of course, we could all profit greatly.” He smiled smugly.
Naruto rolled his eyes. “Why do you have to make everything so complicated?” He asked. “Hinata doesn’t even want anything to do with the family business. Why would she take it over?”
“Even better; maybe she would sell all her shares to me.” Sasuke didn’t cackle and rub his hands together manically, but Naruto could imagine him doing this.
“You do realise that she may get disowned for marrying Juugo,” Naruto said. “I’m sure your dad will appreciate all the non-shares.”
Sasuke grinned again. “She will still hold any shares she had, she just won’t get her inheritance. And since I’ve spent the last few days investing in certain Hyuuga operations, I think between us it will be enough to make Hiashi very worried.”
Naruto shook his head. He preferred his father’s approach to business, which was very straight forward, and involved doing a lot of the work yourself. The thought of bits of electronic money whipping through the ether, and deciding whether a business stood or fell made his head hurt a bit.
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Karin took them to a small village with an unpronounceable name. The main street had a few shops, but was mainly houses painted in different pastel colours. The guest house was just off the main road, facing the sea; it was small, a short terrace that had been converted at some point. The pub next to it, by comparison, was a hulking old building that looked like it had been there for several centuries.
As Karin pulled the car around the back, Naruto spotted Hinata sat with a very pregnant woman in the garden of the guest house. He leaped out of the car, and ran to her, aware of Sasuke following at a more sedate pace. She let out a startled giggle as he gave her a huge hug. He was surprised how good it was to see her; she had been a close friend for years, and he had missed her.
Hinata smiled at Sasuke, but her expression turned wary as Kushina and the other’s joined them.
“Why so many of you?” She asked, “I hope that you aren’t planning on forcing me back?”
“If anyone tried that, I’d stop them,” Kushina declared.
“I’m just here for my little cousin’s wedding,” Neji said, pulling Hinata into a hug.
Hinata blushed, and let out a small, nervous giggle. “Thank you,” she said. “This is Kurenai,” she said, gesturing to the pregnant woman once Neji released her. “She owns the guest house, and she’s been a real help to me.”
The various introductions took several more minutes. Kurenai had enough rooms free to accommodate all of Hinata’s impromptu wedding guests; she didn’t so much as bat an eyelid to Naruto and Sasuke and Neji and Itachi sharing rooms.
As he entered the room, Naruto was pleased to see the large double bed in the centre. He flopped down onto it with a happy sigh, watching Sasuke as he fussed about unpacking. Naruto’s belongings were dumped in the corner; since they were only going to be there a few days, he didn’t see any point in taking anything out of his bag. Sasuke was a bit of a nester, though.
“Where’s your toothbrush?” Sasuke called out from the bathroom.
Naruto frowned to himself. “I think I forgot it,” he replied. “It’s ok, I’ll just use yours.”
Sasuke appeared in the doorway, a look of disgust on his face. “No you won’t,” he said, “I know where your mouths been.”
Naruto let out a snort of laughter. “Doesn’t stop you from using your tongue when we kiss, though,” he said.
Sasuke shot him a disgusted look, before ducking back into the bathroom. Naruto stared up at the ceiling, listening to Sasuke splash about. He was restless after spending most of the day in the car; he wondered if he could talk Sasuke into exploring with him. The village was in the middle of nowhere, but it was right next to the sea; the sun would be up for a few more hours yet, and it was a nice day. Perfect for a romantic beach walk.
Sasuke exited the bathroom, heading straight for the door. Naruto sat up on the bed. “Where are you going,” he asked.
“To speak to Hinata. It was sort of the whole point of this trip.”
“Sasuke, she’s getting married tomorrow; leave the poor girl alone. Besides, I’m feeling all neglected.” Naruto pouted for effect, tracing the pattern on the duvet with one finger.
Sasuke sighed, and sat down on the bed next to Naruto. Naruto grinned, then let out a gasp as Sasuke pushed him back onto the bed, and kissed him, a deep plundering of his mouth that was over before he could react. Naruto glared at Sasuke as he slipped off of the bed.
“I’m going to talk to Hinata now,” Sasuke said, “after that I’ll work on making you feel not neglected.” He ducked out of the room, shooting Naruto a quick grin as he did so. Naruto flopped back onto the bed with a groan.
Since he wasn’t going to hang around waiting for Sasuke, Naruto decided that he would do some exploring of his own. He found his mother in the pub, sampling the local whiskey with the locals. He glanced at his watch; it was only half five, and she already seemed pretty merry.
Naruto decided to leave her to her binge drinking; he spotted Karin, Suigetsu and Kisame sat in a corner, and went to join them.
“Your mum’s impressive,” Suigetsu said, “some of these guys have been pickling their livers in here for years, and she’s matching them.”
“That’s not impressive,” Naruto said, “anyway, she cheats. Keep an eye on her, she’s a cuddly drunk.” He grabbed a menu from the centre of the table; all that sitting around in a car listening to show tunes had made him hungry.
Naruto had something to eat, then decided that it was time to escort his mother back to her room. He dragged her, protesting, out of a crowd of admirers. They seemed to be upset that she was going, though Naruto wasn’t entirely sure; he found the Scottish accent hard enough to understand; adding alcohol had made it almost impossible.
The light was beginning to fade, he noticed as he dragged Kushina into the guest house, and deposited her on her bed. He glanced out of the window, and saw Sasuke still in deep conversation with Hinata. He wondered what they could be talking about; it had been hours, surely that was long enough for Sasuke to outline his plan to Hinata. They didn’t look like they were arguing, so maybe she was going along with it. Naruto gave a small shrug. Hinata was capable of looking out for herself; Sasuke wouldn’t be able to make her do anything she didn’t want to.
“Mina? Minato? I love you, schnookums. I’m going to be saving all my loving for you, poochie bear.”
Naruto turned to find his mother sprawled on the bed, drooling into her phone. Naruto rescued it from her before she could damage it.
“Hi Dad,” he said.
“I think you’ve got the wrong number,” a stiff voice replied.
“Shit, sorry,” Naruto hung up, and turned the phone off for good measure. “Stay here and sleep it off,” he said to his mother, who was attempting to balance the tea cups provided on top of the kettle. Naruto removed them from her, and led her back to the bed. He hoped that she stayed put.
Naruto slipped back outside. The sun was resting on the horizon, its light turning the sea to molten gold. Naruto wished that Sasuke was there to see it. It was so peaceful; he could see why Hinata had chosen the place. He wished that he and Sasuke could just run off the way that Hinata and Juugo had, but even without Sasuke’s sense of responsibility, Naruto knew that he would miss everyone if he just left.
Warm arms wrapped around his waist, and a hard body pressed against his back. Naruto smiled to himself as he felt lips brush his cheek.
“Did you sort things with Hinata?” He asked.
“I did. Hinata was very helpful.” Sasuke caught Naruto’s jaw in his hands, and turned his head, lips meeting in a gentle kiss. Naruto turned in Sasuke’s arms, delighted by this public display of affection. There wasn’t really anyone around, most people there didn’t know them, anyway, and the ones that did knew they were a couple. Still, it was nice to just kiss Sasuke out in the open. He caught Sasuke around the waist, pulling him closer, sliding his tongue between his lover’s lips.
Eventually they pulled apart, breathing heavily.
“Come with me,” Sasuke said, taking Naruto’s hand in his, “there’s somewhere Hinata told me about that I want to show you.”
Naruto let himself be led away from the guesthouse. There had been a certain peaceful look in Sasuke’s eyes that Naruto had never seen before. Sasuke took them off the road, down a narrow trail that headed towards the sea. The trail was overgrown, but passable, long grasses brushing at their legs.
“There are a lot of beaches along this stretch of coast,” Sasuke said, “but a most of them can only be reached by the sea; the cliffs here are huge. Hinata told me a way to get to one of them.”
The path was too narrow for them to walk side by side, so Sasuke led, still holding Naruto’s hand. They were soon flanked on either side by scrubby, stunted trees that blocked the dimming daylight, casting a multitude of shadows everywhere. It should have been creepy, but with Sasuke there, Naruto found it quite magical.
The trees thinned, and Naruto became aware of a heavy susurration, getting louder the further they went down the path. Their path forked, one leading straight, the other going off towards the right, sloping downwards. Sasuke led them down the right hand fork.
“Are you sure you know where we’re going?” Naruto asked. It was beginning to get dark now, and the path had become narrower, and more overgrown. He tripped on a stone, and almost fell into Sasuke.
“Pretty sure,” Sasuke replied. “Hinata’s directions were quite specific.”
Naruto bit his tongue against any further objections, knowing that Sasuke must have his reasons for this excursion now. Instead of worrying how they were going to get up the path in the dark, Naruto decided to enjoy the feeling of Sasuke’s hand gripping his. That small pleasure was brought to an abrupt end when Sasuke released Naruto’s hand.
“There are steps here,” Sasuke said. “They’re made of wood, and Hinata said some of them are rotten, so tread carefully and hold on to the rail.”
Naruto glanced dubiously at said rail, which was also made of wood. While some of the steps may have been rotten, the rail certainly was. Naruto didn’t want to have to rely on it staying fixed to anything if he happened to fall. He very cautiously followed Sasuke down the steps.
“At least we’re guaranteed to have the place to ourselves,” Naruto muttered, “no one else is crazy enough to attempt these stairs in the dark.”
“It should be worth it,” Sasuke replied.
The sun had set by the time they reached the bottom, but it wasn’t dark. A large moon hung in the sky, surrounded by a multitude of stars that somehow seemed brighter. Their light was reflected in the sea as it softly pounded at the sand. Naruto stood beside Sasuke, staring in wonder; the beach wasn’t large; a shelf of rock started just to the right of the stairs, and to the left, Naruto could just see where the cliffs curved around, enclosing the beach. High cliffs stood at their backs, and the sea was in front of them. Naruto wasn’t too familiar with the sea, so he wasn’t sure if the tide was coming in or out. The waves were quite small, though, their foamy caps glinting in the moonlight against the darker water.
“It’s worth it,” Naruto breathed, “It’s beautiful.”
They wandered, hand in hand again, towards the sea. A few larger rocks, and some smaller pebbles littered the sand. Naruto sat down on one of the rocks, and pulled his shoes and socks off. Giggling like a child, he dashed towards the water. The sea was cold against his toes, the wet sand shifting under his feet. He rolled up his trouser legs so he could go deeper, feeling the waves tickling against his calves.
A splash, and suddenly he could feel sea water coldly dripping down his back. Naruto let out a scream at how cold it was, and spun to find Sasuke grinning at him. Naruto quickly scooped water into his hands and flung it at his lover, but Sasuke ducked, letting it fly over his head. Prepared, Naruto kicked the water up, giving Sasuke a good dousing. He splashed himself a bit in the process, but it was well worth it for the shriek Sasuke emitted. Naruto turned, and ran down the beach, water splashing everywhere as Sasuke pursued him. He was laughing so hard he thought he would choke.
Sasuke eventually caught him by launching himself at Naruto and knocking him into the water. They grappled, both soaking wet and covered in damp sand. Naruto wasn’t sure when their struggles turned to caresses, but suddenly they were kissing; Sasuke’s lips tasted of salt, and Naruto was reminded of his dream. A particularly large wave almost covered them, and they decided to get out of the sea.
Naruto located their shoes and Sasuke’s jacket. They were the only dry things they had. With a wry smile, Sasuke stripped off his wet clothing.
“It’s not like anyone’s going to see,” he said, draping his trousers over the rock. Naruto was given a very nice view of his ass as he bent over, cheeks pale in the moonlight. He felt his cock stir. He removed his clothing as well, draping it to dry. Sasuke had carefully laid out his jacket so they could sit on it without getting sand in awkward places. It was just big enough for them to sit side by side. The feeling of Sasuke’s slightly damp skin pressed against his had Naruto’s cock half-hard. Sasuke’s eyes drifted down to it, and a small smile spread on his lips.
“You know, it would be a really bad idea,” Sasuke said, “what with all the sand.”
Naruto pressed a kiss against his temple, trailing a line of kisses down Sasuke’s cheek until his mouth rested just above Sasuke’s. He felt Sasuke’s breath hitch slightly. “It’s supposed to be really romantic,” he said, pressing his lips slowly against Sasuke’s. He felt Sasuke’s mouth open under his, their tongues slowly sliding against each other.
Sasuke pulled back, allowing Naruto’s mouth to trail down his throat. Naruto smiled to himself as he tasted salt on Sasuke’s skin.
“Which is the romantic part?” Sasuke asked, “the part where you chafe your dick raw, or the part where I’m shitting blood and sand for a week?”
Naruto bit down on his neck, sucking at the flesh in his mouth before releasing it to continue his kisses. “God, you are such a mood killer,” Naruto griped.
Sasuke snickered, and his hand slipped down between Naruto’s legs to fondle his cock. Naruto let out a soft moan as Sasuke gripped it, slowly sliding his hand up and down the shaft. “You still seem to be ready for action,” he said, squeezing Naruto’s length.
“Stand up,” Naruto commanded.
Sasuke released his cock, and stood up. Naruto saw that Sasuke’s own length was hard; his dark eyes shone in the moonlight, and his chest rose and fell with his harsh breathing. The only other sound was Naruto’s own breath, and the soft crash of the sea meeting the sand.
Naruto placed a soft, teasing kiss to the tip of Sasuke’s cock, loving the way it twitched under his lips. He blew lightly on it, before saying; “turn around.”
Sasuke gave him a dark look, but did as he was told. Naruto took a moment to just look at Sasuke; the curve of his shoulder blades, the smooth skin of his back reflecting the moonlight in stark contrast to the black hair licking at the nape of his neck. Naruto could just see the reddening bruise to one side of Sasuke’s throat. It stirred something primal in his chest every time he marked Sasuke like that. The moonlight didn’t really show it, but there were other fading bruises on Sasuke’s skin, bruises that Naruto had placed there with lips and teeth. It wasn’t just him, though. Sasuke liked to bite and scratch sometimes, too.
“Bend over,” Naruto said. “Brace your hands on the rock.”
Sasuke was quick to pick up what Naruto meant. He did as he was directed, but he also spread his legs wide. Naruto licked his lips at the sight. Sasuke turned his head to look at Naruto over his shoulder, and black eyes locked with blue.
“If you get sand in my ass, I will kill you,” Sasuke said.
Naruto snickered, and dropped to his knees. He grasped Sasuke’s ass cheeks, and parted them, exposing the darker flesh of his hole. He swiped at it with his tongue, hearing Sasuke let out a sharp gasp. Naruto settled in to his task, placing a few small kisses onto Sasuke’s anus, before bringing his tongue into play again. He lapped with the flat, before working the tip at Sasuke’s entrance. He could feel the initial resistance fading as Sasuke relaxed, allowing him to slip his tongue inside. Naruto fucked Sasuke with his tongue, thrusting it in and out, swirling it around inside, before teasing his entrance again with small licks. Sasuke’s gasps and moans echoed off the cliffs surrounding them, each one sounding more wanton than the last.
When he was sure that Sasuke was relaxed enough, Naruto switched from his tongue to his fingers, sucking at his index finger before sliding it into Sasuke’s ass. His thorough rim job first caused it to slip easily in to the last knuckle. Naruto turned his hand and curled his finger, easily finding the spot that he knew would make Sasuke go insane. He slipped a second finger in, loving the way Sasuke’s back arched, and the long, low moan he let out.
Naruto placed a kiss against Sasuke’s spine. “You didn’t happen to bring any lube with you?” He asked.
“No; this was supposed to be a quiet, romantic evening, you horn ball,” Sasuke gasped out. “I planned for sex in our room later – ahh, don’t stop doing that.”
“And I’m the horn ball,” Naruto murmured to himself as he continued to rub against Sasuke’s prostate. His own cock was painfully hard, aching to be buried deep inside Sasuke. The temptation was too great; he pulled his fingers out, watching as Sasuke’s hole remained stretched and opened before the muscle began to contract back. Naruto groaned at the sight, and quickly spat on his hand, slicking up his cock with saliva and the pre-come that was forming at the tip. Not the best lubricant, but it would do. He placed the head of his cock against Sasuke’s hole, one hand resting in the small of Sasuke’s back, the other on his hip. With a groan, Naruto sheathed himself inside Sasuke. The groan was echoed by Sasuke, who pushed back against Naruto, trying to take him deeper. In one, smooth movement, Naruto was buried deep enough inside Sasuke’s ass that their balls touched.
He began moving slowly, pulling almost all the way out before sinking in again. The way that Sasuke’s ass gripped his cock, tugging him inside, and letting him out again very grudgingly, had him seeing stars. The tight heat contrasted with the cool breeze from the sea that was caressing him with increasingly chilly fingers. Naruto sped up his thrusts, both hands on Sasuke’s hips now, his fingers digging into the flesh. Sasuke shifted one hand from the rock, reaching for his cock.
“No,” Naruto said, “I want to make you come just from fucking you,”
Sasuke let out a sobbing curse, but he did as he was told, the hands resting on the rocks curled into white knuckled fists. Naruto began thrusting harder and faster, making sure that the angle was right so he hit Sasuke’s prostate with each thrust. His balls ached with the load he was desperate to release, but he wouldn’t, not before Sasuke. He teetered on the thin line between pleasure and pain as he gritted his teeth, and continued to thrust into Sasuke.
Finally, just when Naruto thought he might explode, Sasuke arched his back, and let out a long moan, his seed splattering against the rock. He went limp, and Naruto grabbed him around the waist, thrusting a few more times before his own orgasm had him seeing stars.
As the pleasure slowly dissipated, Naruto found that he and Sasuke were lying in a tangled heap of sweat, come and sand, both breathing heavily.
“Fuck,” Sasuke groaned. “I can’t feel my legs.”
Naruto rolled off of him, certain that the absence of his weight would solve that problem. Sasuke was lying limply on his stomach. Naruto watched as a glistening line of come trailed from his ass down his thigh. Unable to resist, Naruto licked at it, sucking at his ass, loving the taste of him and Sasuke.
Sasuke let out a gasp. “Perv,” he said.
Naruto let out a soft laugh, and kissed Sasuke’s ass cheek. “We need to wash off the sand before it goes somewhere we don’t want it.” He said.
“Too late,” Sasuke muttered. He got to his feet, stretching his legs out to get rid of any stiffness.
They had to go pretty far into the sea to get off all the sand; even then, Naruto wasn’t convinced that he had got it all. He was sure that they would wake in the morning to find a pile of it in their bed.
“At least our clothes are dry now,” Naruto said as he dressed. “Well, dry-ish.” His jeans were still considerably moist.
Sasuke slipped on his trousers, and regarded his shirt sadly. “This was silk,” he said, “It’s probably ruined.
“Well, you should have thought of that before you tackled me in the sea,” Naruto replied.
Sasuke raised his eyebrow; “It was your fault for being such a tempting target,” he replied, slipping the shirt on. He grabbed his jacket, and paused, taking something from the pocket. “I didn’t just bring you down here to play in the sea and have sex, you know,” Sasuke said.
Naruto’s eyes honed into whatever Sasuke had taken out of his jacket pocket, but even with the moonlight, it was too dark to see what it was.
“Let’s sit down a minute,” Sasuke said, taking Naruto’s hand and leading him to the rock. They sat side by side, fingers tangled together. Sasuke’s other hand, and whatever it was holding, was in darkness.
“Now I know we’re not talking about…that thing, and we won’t, I was just thinking, of how I can make you believe that I really mean what I say when I say that I’m not going to do it.” Sasuke stared out at the sea for a moment, before turning to Naruto with a soft smile. “I asked Karin to get something for me here, and I was going to leave it until after everything was sorted, but I realised that this is one way of me showing how serious I am.”
Naruto looked at the small box that Sasuke produced with a sense of unreality. He let go of Sasuke’s hand to take the box, and he opened it very slowly, as if he expected a poisonous spider to jump out of it. He stared into the box for a full minute, his mind blank.
“Sasuke, is that a wedding ring? Are you asking me to marry you, because there are a host of reasons why that won’t-”
Sasuke silenced him with a kiss. “It’s a symbol,” he said. “Just think of it like that. I want to be with you forever, Naruto. That’s what that ring means.”
Naruto gently lifted the band out of its box. It was made of white and yellow gold, twisted together. “Is there an inscription? I can’t read it in this light.”
“It says: ‘heart, body, soul, yours forever- Sasuke.’ Mine is blank; I thought you may want…” Sasuke trailed off.
Naruto gripped the ring in his palm, his thoughts racing. “I should have come up with this,” he said finally.
Sasuke blinked. “That’s your response? I bet you wouldn’t have.”
“You have a ring, too?”
Sasuke pulled out another box, containing another ring. It was slightly smaller, but otherwise exactly the same as the one Naruto held. Naruto took the second ring from Sasuke, and regarded them both for a moment. He could feel the tension coming off of Sasuke in waves, though his face gave nothing away. He was terrified of being rejected, Naruto realised. As if Naruto ever would.
“I want to be with you, always,” Naruto said. “And I do appreciate the symbol, but we can’t wear these, not while you’re engaged to Sakura. Only when we’re both free.”
Sasuke bit his lip. “You take mine, and I take yours,” he said. When…when I’m free, then we exchange them.”
Naruto grinned; it was the perfect solution. He placed his ring gently in the box, and handed it to Sasuke. He slipped Sasuke’s ring into his own pocket. Then he pulled Sasuke into a deep kiss. “I love you,” he murmured against Sasuke’s mouth.
It was late when they got back to the guest house, very late. Naruto hoped that his drunken mother hadn’t caused any problems while they were gone. It was too late to shower off the sea water, so they dropped into bed together, and made love as Sasuke had planned. In the morning, Naruto slipped out, and went to the jewellers.
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