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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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A/N: Thanks to everyone who has read and rated Chapter Twelve ^^
Here's chapter Thirteen; I apologise in advance for the ending....
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Chapter Thirteen
16^th August – 1 Month to the wedding
Sasuke was very aware of the cold weight hanging against his chest as he took his seat in the registry office. Naruto had been gone when he had woken up that morning, returning with coffee and a small jewellery box just as Sasuke had finished showering. Grinning, Naruto had handed him a silver chain, a mug of hot strong coffee and given him a long, languid kiss before diving into his bag to find something to wear.
Naruto shifted next to him; he craned his neck around and Sasuke caught a flash of silver around his neck. He smiled to himself, knowing that his ring was resting against Naruto’s skin in the same way that Naruto’s was resting against his. He was pleased at how Naruto had taken to the idea; his lover had been becoming increasingly snide as the wedding day drew closer.
“Ooh, here she comes,” Naruto hissed, tugging at Sasuke’s sleeve.
Sasuke turned to see Hinata entering the room. After some discussion earlier that morning, it had been decided that Neji should walk her down the aisle. Hinata’s dress was simple, but classy, with a floral print rather than the traditional white. Apparently, she had found it in a charity shop. Sasuke was actually quite impressed; from his own experience with Sakura, he saw weddings as big, expensive things with all sorts of random paraphernalia that were somehow deeply important. Hinata had managed to make hers simple, yet elegant, with very little time or effort.
Sasuke slid his hand into Naruto’s as the registrar began the ceremony. The whole thing was over fairly quickly; Sasuke wondered if he would be able to talk Sakura into a wedding like this before he remembered with a wave of relief that his wedding wouldn’t be happening. He squeezed Naruto’s hand.
“You know,” Naruto murmured in his ear, “the Civil Partnership ceremony is very similar to this.”
Sasuke felt his face heat up at the thought; it was appealing, very appealing. “Maybe I should get myself out of one wedding before I start planning another one,” he said.
Naruto smiled, flashing the brightness that Sasuke craved, then cupping his face in his hands, he drew Sasuke in for a long, deep kiss. Sasuke felt himself melting into the kiss, his tongue languidly twining around Naruto’s. It was only when Naruto pulled away, his hands trailing a caressing line down Sasuke’s neck, that Sasuke remembered where they were. He was suddenly very aware of all the eyes on him.
“It’s rude to upstage the bride on her wedding day,” Neji said.
Sasuke buried his head in his hands with a groan; Naruto just laughed.
“I thought it was really hot,” Karin whispered to Kushina, though somehow she managed to whisper loud enough for her voice to echo around the room. “Which one do you think tops?”
“Oh, definitely my baby boy,” Kushina replied. The woman had absolutely no shame.
Sasuke glared at Naruto, who seemed to be about to choke on his laughter.
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Kurenai had managed to get quite a substantial buffet together; a gazebo had been erected in the garden of the guest house, and all the locals had appeared to congratulate the newlyweds, though Sasuke expected that it had more to do with the free food than anything else. A few people had brought musical instruments along and a band had been formed. Naruto had been disappointed to see that there were no bag pipes. He was currently dancing with Hinata, his blond hair flashing golden in the sunlight. Sasuke smiled to himself as his eyes tracked his lover.
“So you’ve made your decision, then?”
Sasuke jumped, spilling his drink as Itachi suddenly spoke in his ear. He turned to glare at his brother, shaking diet coke off of his shirt sleeve.
“Yes, I’ve made my decision,” Sasuke snapped, “Naruto was always who I was going to choose.” He took a sip of his drink, and almost gagged. Not diet; obviously he had picked up Naruto’s. He swapped it with the one sat at his elbow.
Itachi smirked at him. “Mother will be pleased,” he said.
“Don’t say anything,” Sasuke cautioned his brother, “I still haven’t figured out how I’m going to get out of the wedding to Sakura yet.”
Itachi rolled his eyes. “Easy. Tell father that you’re gay, and want to be with Naruto.”
“Yes, and draw his wrath down on us all. If it were that easy, I would have done it by now. Anyway, I don’t see you being all open about your relationship with Neji.”
Itachi sighed. “Mother knows,” he said, “Father too, I think. I guess I’m not important enough for any wrath, or possibly, he just doesn’t care who I love, as long as I’m happy. Maybe it will be the same for you.”
Sasuke shook his head. Itachi didn’t have the burden of family responsibility that Sasuke did. Privately, Sasuke thought that even if Itachi was well and still the official heir, he still would do his own thing. Sasuke almost envied him that. At least Hinata had agreed to help him, more for Naruto’s sake than his own, he thought. She actually knew quite a lot of the Hyuuga family secrets, and was willing to sell them to Uchiha in exchange for protection. Well, that would be the spin they put on it, anyway. Both Sasuke and Hinata knew that she would be looked after, even if she didn’t do anything to aid the Uchiha. Sasuke hoped that this would go a way to appeasing their father. The influential Hyuuga connection was surely better than the Haruno one that Sasuke was about to lose them.
Hinata had also offered to be a surrogate if heirs were the issue, though she hadn’t spoken to Juugo about it yet. While Sasuke was in no way ready to start raising little Uchiha’s, the promise of ones of impeccable pedigree at some point in the future would be another sweetener for his father. He hadn’t raised the subject with Naruto yet; the way he had been recently, the blond was bound to find something objectionable about the plan.
Still, Sasuke wished that he had an actual legitimate reason to present to his father, instead of a few pacifying gestures. He did not relish the thought of going to his father with the information from Hinata, and maybe just slipping in at the end the bit about not marrying Sakura. He would if he had to, but he really wanted another way. A way where no one would get hurt.
Sasuke shook his head, as if he could shake the thoughts out of it. Tomorrow was soon enough to worry about those things. He turned to his brother with a grin.
“It’s alright,” he said, “I’ll think of something.” His eyes turned back to the dancing, but Naruto had vanished. Hinata was now dancing with Kisame, who was surprisingly elegant for such a big man. Sasuke frowned, but he couldn’t see Naruto anywhere in the garden. He put his drink down, and with a brief apology to his brother, went to see if he could find his lover.
Instead of Naruto, he found Kushina sat in the dining room of the guest house, glaring at a laptop.
“Hey, have you seen Naruto about?” Sasuke asked.
Kushina looked up from the laptop with a small smile. “I haven’t, but maybe you could help me.”
“Ok,” Sasuke said, puzzled. The truth was, Naruto’s mother scared him a little bit. He stepped around the table she was sitting at so he could see the laptop screen. “What do you need help with?”
“I’m trying to hack into Sakura’s email account, do you have any idea what the password would be?”
“What!?”
“You really think it could be that?”
“No, I mean…what? Why would you want to hack into Sakura’s email account?”
Kushina shot him a sly smile. “Because that way I can find proof that she’s cheating on you, and get the wedding cancelled,” She said.
Sasuke stared at her in complete shock for a moment. What a perfect way to get out of it, a small voice said in the back of his head. He ignored it; it was impossible. Sakura was in love with him, that was a big part of his problem. There was no way that she would cheat on him.
“What are you two doing in here?” Naruto asked, stepping into the room. He glanced down at the laptop, a puzzled frown on his face.
“Well,” Sasuke said, “your crazy mother, who I believe you got all your genes from, wants to prove that Sakura is cheating on me by hacking into her emails.”
Naruto let out a snort of laughter. “If only,” he said. “Wouldn’t that make things easier? Except Sakura is totally obsessed with Sasuke.”
Kushina rolled her eyes. “With him, or with his money? The Haruno clan are flat broke. Besides, I’ve been watching her.”
“You’ve been stalking my boyfriend’s fiancée? That’s just weird, mum. Besides, if she only wanted Sasuke for his money, why did she try to have sex with him?”
Kushina shot Sasuke a long look, then she let out a snort of laughter. “Sorry,” she said, “it’s just the mental image…” She collapsed in a fit of giggles. Next to her, Naruto began snickering. Sasuke glared at both of them, feeling his face heat.
“What?” Naruto said, “It was pretty funny.”
“Yeah, I can totally see him freaking out over her girl parts,” Kushina managed to get out between giggles.
“Oh he did, he really did,” Naruto said.
Sasuke continued to glare at the pair of deviants as they continued to laugh at his expense. The whole experience had been far too traumatic for him to ever find it funny.
“Ok, yes, it was very amusing,” Sasuke said, “can we please get back to your crazy mother stalking Sakura.” He poked Naruto in the ribs, hard.
Naruto let out a squawk of complaint, but his laughter did stop. “Yeah, seriously, mum, you can’t do that.”
“Look, I don’t know about the whole sex thing…except that it’s bloody funny, but Sakura has been going out to meet up with this man.”
“It’s probably about the wedding,” Sasuke said. “What does he look like?”
“Medium height, slender, red hair, weird eye make-up-”
“That’s Gaara,” Sasuke said, quite pleased that he remembered the guy’s name. “He’s Sakura’s friend, and he’s been helping with the wedding.”
“You see,” Naruto added, “unfortunately, Sakura is innocent. As much as I would like to use her as a scapegoat, we can’t without any proof.”
“Which is why I’m trying to get into her emails,” Kushina replied. “To get proof.”
Sasuke frowned to himself. Now that he thought about it, that Gaara guy had seemed to hate him. That would be natural if he was Sakura’s lover. Except he really couldn’t see Sakura doing something as low as marrying him for money.
“No, it makes no sense,” Sasuke said. “Even supposing that Sakura was marrying me for money, and wanted to get a divorce later so she could be with this Gaara, I’ve not signed any post-nuptial agreement. If the marriage broke down due to her cheating, she wouldn’t get a penny. We have some of the best lawyers in the world, and my father wouldn’t stand for that sort of shame.”
“Come on, mum,” Naruto said, shutting the laptop and grabbing his mother by the arm, “let’s just go and enjoy the party.”
“Fine,” Kushina said, “but when the ‘I told you so’ moment comes, I’m going to milk it.” She allowed Naruto to lead her out of the house, and into the middle of the dancing.
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Once the sun went down, and the air became colder, the party moved into the pub, where there was more dancing and drinking to be had. The tables were pushed to one side to make a dance-floor, and Sasuke, now that he had a bit of alcohol in him, allowed Naruto to drag him up to dance. It was strange being so out, because only a couple would dance the way they danced, but somehow liberating. The way that the kiss in the registry office earlier had felt so right, despite the awkward moment later, or Kurenai calmly leading them to a double room. Sasuke found that he liked it, so much so that he knew going back and keeping everything secret was going to be stifling.
“You know,” he said in Naruto’s ear, flicking the lobe with his tongue, and feeling Naruto shudder in his arms, “we don’t have to go back home straight away.”
Naruto looked him in the eyes, his blue gaze guarded. “What do you mean? This isn’t another stalling tactic, is it?”
“No.” Sasuke hadn’t even been thinking about the wedding; he was just enjoying being with Naruto. “I just like it here, with you. Besides, Juugo and Hinata should have a proper honeymoon, and Itachi seems to thrive up here.”
Naruto smiled. “Yeah, I’m sure Hinata will love having all of us hanging around her on her honeymoon,” he said.
“We’ll stay out of her way,” Sasuke replied. Naruto’s neck looked very tempting; he bent his head, and pressed a line of kisses along his throat. “Quiet as mice, she won’t even know we’re there,” he continued. “Not for long, a week, maybe.”
“Hmm, a week, which gives you three weeks to cancel your wedding.”
“That’s plenty of time,” Sasuke replied. He wasn’t sure what he had been drinking, but whatever it was had given him a pleasant buzz. He felt all floaty. And now, with the taste of Naruto on his tongue, he felt a bit horny, too. He bit at Naruto’s collar bone, sucking at the skin. He felt Naruto’s hands in his hair, a caressing touch that turned insistent, raising his head. Sasuke stared into Naruto’s eyes, the floaty feeling intensifying.
“I love you,” he murmured, placing a soft kiss against Naruto’s lips.
They exchanged kisses for a while; gentle pecks against the lips that promised more to come. Sasuke was aware of them moving, then a jolt as his back hit a wall. They were surrounded by noise; feet thumping against the floor, music, people singing, conversations held at a shout to be heard over the din, yet it all seemed muted to Sasuke; all he was really aware of was the sound of his breathing, and Naruto’s.
“Oh my god, get a room!”
The sound of Kushina’s voice had Naruto backing away, much to Sasuke’s chagrin. Naruto glanced over his shoulder and let out a scandalised giggle. Sasuke followed his gaze, and realised that Kushina’s comments had not been aimed at them. Karin was sat on Kisame’s lap, his hand vanishing up her top, while she kissed the life out of Suigetsu.
“Some people have no shame,” Naruto muttered, a wry grin on his face. He wrapped his fingers around Sasuke’s wrist. “Come on; let’s go before the whole party descends into an orgy.” He pulled Sasuke out of the pub, and into the cool night air. Sasuke twisted out of Naruto’s grip, and linked their fingers together instead as they made the short walk back to the guest house. The sky was cloudless, the moon illuminating everything with a silvery glow. Since everyone else was still at the party, the guest house was dark. Naruto lead them to the stairs, pausing there to pull Sasuke into a kiss.
Somehow, they managed to make it to their room without turning on any lights. The curtains were still open, letting in the moonlight which was almost as bright as the sun after their fumbling way up the stairs. Sasuke paused in the door way, captivated by the sight of Naruto limned in moonlight, his golden hair looking more silvery. He turned, and shot Sasuke a grin that weakened his knees.
Sasuke stripped his shirt off, and approached Naruto, feral and hungry. He pushed Naruto down so he was sitting on the edge of the bed then straddled his thighs. He quickly stripped Naruto’s shirt off of him, kissing the exposed skin of his chest. Naruto’s hands cupped his hips, pulling him closer; Sasuke moaned as his cock pressed against the growing bulge in Naruto’s trousers.
He pushed Naruto back so he was lying on the bed, kissing him deeply; one hand tangled in his hair, the other sliding down Naruto’s trousers in search of hot flesh. Naruto let out a gasp as Sasuke wrapped his hand around his cock, and Sasuke smirked to himself.
“I’m going to have to remember that whiskey makes you super horny,” Naruto gasped as Sasuke squeezed his cock.
“It’s not the whiskey,” Sasuke said, though he supposed that it was helping, “it’s you.” He bent his head, and took a nipple in his mouth, sucking and biting at it as Naruto moaned under him. He could feel the cock in his hand twitch and leak, and it made him hungrier than ever. He sat back on his heels long enough to complete the job of stripping Naruto; the sight of his lover, naked and needy, made Sasuke’s breath catch and his cock ache. In the moonlight, Naruto looked like an angel that Sasuke had taken and corrupted, dragging him down into the darkness, but still unable to quench his light.
Slowly, Sasuke lowered his head and took Naruto’s cock into his mouth, moaning at the salty taste of pre-come. He lapped at the head greedily, sliding the tip of his tongue against the small opening, desperate for more. Naruto groaned, arching his hips. Sasuke stubbornly continued to lick at the head, taking it into his mouth and sucking gently, probing the slit with his tongue, completely ignoring the shaft.
He felt Naruto’s hands on his hips, and allowed himself to be tugged around. His trousers were removed, the cool air against his skin causing a small shiver. Naruto turned onto his side, briefly dislodging Sasuke from his cock. Sasuke grasped Naruto’s length, guiding it into his mouth. He let out a soft moan as he felt warm heat engulf his own member. Sasuke sucked at the head of Naruto’s cock, and groaned as Naruto copied his action. This was potentially going to be interesting. In the spirit of experimenting, Sasuke took Naruto’s full length into his mouth, relaxing his throat to allow it to slide all the way down, until his nose was pressed against the musky flesh of Naruto’s balls. Heat engulfed his own cock, and he let out a very muffled cry of delight.
Sasuke sucked at the flesh in his mouth, keeping the suction up as he pulled his lips up the shaft, and back down. The taste, Naruto’s muffled moans, and the feeling of the same action being performed on his own cock all combined to make him half mad with pleasure. He cupped Naruto’s balls in the palm of one hand, then spurred on by a sudden impulse reached lower, trailing a feather light finger across Naruto’s perineum, and resting it against his hole. The action was not mimicked; instead, Naruto froze with a soft catch of breath.
Sasuke removed his mouth from Naruto’s cock so he could speak, feeling Naruto do the same. He placed a soft kiss against Naruto’s thigh before asking; “can I?” he turned his head so he could see his lover’s face, his finger teasingly circling Naruto’s tight hole.
The look in Naruto’s eyes had him close to coming; needy and vulnerable tinged with lust. “Just fingers for now, Sasuke,” Naruto said.
Sasuke swallowed a sudden pang of disappointment; there was something about the look in Naruto’s eyes that had him wondering something. “Has anyone ever touched you here before?” He breathed. It wasn’t something that came up between them; Sasuke hated the thought of Naruto being with anyone else.
“Only me,” Naruto replied.
“So you’ve never-”
“That’s right; I’ve never had a cock up my ass. I’m saving that for the right moment.”
Sasuke smiled, the thought of claiming Naruto’s virgin ass for himself sending a fierce wave of pleasure through his groin. “Now’s a good time,” he purred.
Naruto smiled back at him. “I’m not about to give my virginity to an engaged man,” he replied sweetly. “Believe me Sasuke, I’ll let you know when the time is right, and it will be with you. For now, just be happy to play a bit, ok?”
Sasuke sighed, and nipped at Naruto’s thigh, before turning him onto his back. His legs fell open, leaving him completely exposed to Sasuke. A smirk twitched Sasuke’s lips as a sudden thought occurred.
“If you’re the only one who’s played with your ass,” he said, “then I bet no one has done this before.”
He lapped at Naruto’s hole with the flat of his tongue, eliciting a startled gasp from the blond. Sasuke grabbed Naruto’s cheeks, spreading them wide to give him better access. He had rimmed a couple of guys before, a long time ago. It wasn’t a practice that Sasuke was happy to do with casual fucks, but Naruto was different. His inhibitions left in tattered shreds by the alcohol, Sasuke eagerly probed at Naruto’s ass with his tongue. It was far too tight for him to slip his tongue in, but he still teased at it with the tip, loving the sounds he was getting from Naruto, the gasps, the moans, a few hastily muffled shrieks. A hand tangled in his hair tightly tugging at it, urging him on.
“Oh god, Sasuke,” Naruto groaned as Sasuke finally managed to work the tip of his tongue into Naruto’s ass. The hand in his hair tightened.
Sasuke twisted his tongue inside a few more times, before raising his head. He looked down at Naruto, flushed and panting, naked apart from the chain around his neck, and his heart leaped. Thoughts flashed through his head; beautiful, fuckable, do I ever look like that? Must make Naruto fuck me in front of a mirror. I want him so badly.
“Kiss me, Sasuke,” Naruto said, “I want to taste me on you.”
Sasuke groaned and did as he was commanded; he could taste himself in Naruto’s mouth too, and it made his dick ache. He briefly wondered if he was being distracted; if he was, Naruto was doing a good job of it, when something was placed in his hand.
Sasuke broke the kiss to look; it was a tube of lube. He shot Naruto a feral grin, before moving back down between his legs.
“You know,” he said, “once this wedding is totally cancelled, I’m going to fuck you so hard you won’t be able to walk for a week.”
Naruto shuddered, and grinned back at him. “I’m looking forward to it,” he breathed.
Sasuke liberally coated one finger with lube, before resting it against Naruto’s hole. He pressed gently against the resistant flesh, wondering how much pressure he dared to use; he was well used to fingering his own ass, and actually liked it a bit rough, but Naruto was different. He applied a bit more pressure, gasping as the hot flesh closed tightly around the tip of his finger. He watched Naruto, fascinated, as he groaned and arched his back at this slight stimulus. Sasuke managed to work his finger in to the knuckle. It was so very tight; Sasuke imagined sinking his cock into that tight heat, and was almost tempted to call his father and tell him the wedding was off, and fuck all the repercussions. Instead, Sasuke placed butterfly kisses against Naruto’s thigh while he worked his finger deeper in, finally sinking to the last knuckle.
He began moving it in slow shallow thrusts, watching as it slid in and out of Naruto’s body. Something about the sight was so hot that it made his balls ache. He lubed up another finger, and lined it up with Naruto’s hole. This one seemed to slip in easier; the extra lube made the way slicker, too, so Sasuke sped up his thrusts, fucking Naruto with his fingers, and wishing that it was his cock. Naruto was gasping and moaning in a way that went straight to Sasuke’s cock, occasional words could be made out, mainly; “more,” “harder,” and “Sasuke!”
Sasuke twisted his fingers, searching for Naruto’s prostate. Naruto’s scream indicated that he had found it. He massaged the gland, possibly a bit rougher than he should have been, but Naruto’s reaction was too good; he twisted and writhed on the bed, moaning with pleasure. Sensing that Naruto was close, Sasuke bent and took his lover’s cock into his mouth, sucking harshly. Naruto arched his back and came with a long cry. Sasuke eagerly swallowed his come, still sucking at his cock, his fingers working at his prostate. Sasuke knew that the pleasure would peak, close to pain, as the orgasm continued. He ignored Naruto tugging at his hair, trying to pull away from him; he was still hard and needy, and someone was definitely getting fucked tonight. Since Naruto had outright said that it wouldn’t be him, then he needed to get hard again so he could fuck Sasuke.
It took a few minutes, but Sasuke managed to coax a slightly reluctant Naruto back to hardness. He tugged his fingers out of Naruto’s hole, and slammed them into his own. There was something deliciously sinful about using the fingers that had just been inside his lover to prepare himself. Naruto watched him with lidded eyes, still breathing heavily.
Sasuke awkwardly leaned over to kiss him, using his free hand to prop himself up. “I want to watch you fuck me,” he breathed. “There’s a mirror on the back of the door.” He somehow managed to untangle himself, and drag Naruto off of the bed. He dropped to his hands and knees in front of the full length mirror attached to the back of the bedroom door. Sasuke stared at himself, noticing the flushed cheeks, wide dark eyes and tousled hair. He glanced up to see Naruto standing behind him, cock jutting proudly out, nice and hard. Sasuke let out a groan.
Naruto reached out, and placed his palm against Sasuke’s back. “So vain,” he murmured, “wanting to watch me fuck you.”
Sasuke gasped as he felt the blunt head of Naruto’s cock rest against his ass. “We should film ourselves,” he said, “that would be hot; you should have seen some of the faces you were making.” He grinned up at Naruto’s reflection. The blue eyes were shadowed, but he caught the flash of white teeth.
Naruto pressed his cock against Sasuke’s hole, and slowly sunk in to the hilt. Sasuke gasped, and watched fascinated as his eyes widened at the intrusion, his lips slightly parted. His breath was coming in harsh pants, the steam slightly obscuring the mirror.
Naruto let out a snicker. “That’s one way to stop the wedding; we could play it as Sakura walks down the aisle,” he said.
For some reason, Sasuke found that image incredibly funny. He dropped his head onto the floor, overcome by a sudden fit of giggles. Naruto stopped his laughter by pulling almost all the way out, before quickly slamming his cock back in to the hilt. Sasuke gasped, feeling like all the breath had been driven out of him. He lifted his head, and caught Naruto’s eyes in the mirror.
“Oh god, Naruto, just like that; hard, I want it hard.”
Naruto snorted; “want, want, want. You’re a selfish bastard.” He gave a few slow, shallow thrusts that had Sasuke grinding his teeth in frustration, before giving him what he wanted. Sasuke only knew to brace himself by the sudden glint in the blue eyes.
Naruto fucked him hard enough that he saw stars; Sasuke tried to watch in the mirror, but the pleasure was too intense; their flesh thwacked together harshly, Naruto letting out a grunt with each thrust. Sasuke knew he was probably screaming in pleasure; hopefully everyone was still out at the party.
Sasuke came fairly quickly; Naruto lasted quite a bit longer. Sasuke was a mewling puddle of goo by the time Naruto emptied himself into his ass with a moan. They collapsed together on the carpet, limbs tangling together, lips meeting in soft kisses.
“I’m going to have to remember that whiskey turns you into a sex mad animal,” Naruto murmured, brushing a lock of hair out of Sasuke’s eyes.
“Yeah, well I’m definitely going to remember that you’re a closet cock whore,” Sasuke countered.
“As opposed to the out in the open one you are,” Naruto replied, placing a kiss on the tip of Sasuke’s nose. “We should probably go to the bed. I’m sleepy.”
“Mmm,” Sasuke replied, resting his head on Naruto’s shoulder. “In a minute.”
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Sasuke woke in the morning feeling like hell; his head was pounding, his knees were sore, and his back ached. Added to this, the normally pleasant just been fucked ache in his ass wasn’t so much. He groaned; his mouth felt like he had been drinking swamp water.
“Morning, you look like shit,” Naruto said chirpily from somewhere above him.
Sasuke attempted to glare in the general direction of his voice. “Yeah, thanks. I love you too.” He said. “What was I drinking last night?”
“Whiskey, mainly. The local stuff is quite strong.”
Sasuke struggled into a sitting position, cradling his head. “Apparently so,” he muttered. Bits of the evening were coming back to him; the pain in his knees was probably carpet burns; he glanced at his legs, and winced at the lack of skin. Yup, carpet burns. He was still on the floor; naked apart from the ring hanging on a chain around his neck. He glanced at his reflection in the mirror and groaned again. Naruto was right, he did look like shit.
“Why are you fine?” He snarled at his lover.
“Well, I didn’t drink as much as you, plus I’ve got pretty good alcohol tolerance. Also, the amazing sex helped quite a bit.” Naruto sat down on the floor beside Sasuke. He was fully dressed, and was positively glowing.
“Don’t kiss me,” Sasuke said. “I have morning breath from hell.”
Naruto wrinkled his nose. “I’ll bet,” he said. He gave Sasuke a quick peck on the cheek. “Go wash, I don’t want to be late for breakfast.”
Sasuke felt a little bit more alive after he had showered, cleaned his teeth, and downed a couple of paracetamol. Naruto was practically bouncing on the spot as Sasuke exited the bathroom.
“You know, you could go down without me,” he said. As it was, his stomach wasn’t sure if he was really up for breakfast.
“I wanted to wait for you,” Naruto replied. He took Sasuke’s hand as they left the room. “Do you remember what you said last night?”
Sasuke flushed. He had said a lot of things last night. He was definitely giving whiskey a miss from now on. “What part?” He asked cautiously.
Naruto snickered. “So you remember everything. I am glad. I did actually mean about staying on here. Do you still want to?”
“I do. I know the timing may not be the best, but I can’t see us having much time for ourselves after I speak to my father.”
“Have you decided what to say?”
Sasuke felt Naruto’s blue eyes sharpen as they fixed on him. “Not yet,” he admitted. “But I will end it, one way or another.”
He was still toying with options in his head; the best he had been able to come up with was to present his father with Hinata’s secrets, announce that he couldn’t marry Sakura, and keep Naruto’s name out of it. Once everything had blown over they could get together. He didn’t think that Naruto would like that, and he didn’t much relish the thought of having to pretend that there was nothing between them, but at least it kept Naruto and his family safe. There was still the matter of Sakura, though. He couldn’t see any way out of it that didn’t leave her devastated. He almost wished that Kushina was right, and Sakura was having an affair with Gaara.
Sasuke gave Naruto’s hand a squeeze. “Just a few days of you and me. It’ll be nice.”
Naruto’s expression cleared, and he shot him a sunny grin. “Ok, as long as Kurenai’s happy to have us for a few more days.”
Everyone else had already made it down to breakfast; Sasuke was reminded of the communal breakfasts held by his mother, although Kurenai did all the cooking and Mikoto had her chiefs. Karin seemed unusually bubbly and chirpy; in counterpoint, Suigetsu and Kisame were avoiding eye contact with each other, and eating very sparingly. After what Sasuke had seen in the pub last night, he decided that he didn’t want to know. Hinata and Juugo were feeding each other toast in an adorably saccharine just married way. Itachi looked tired, but content as he picked at his food, Neji attentive at his side. Kushina and Kurenai were locked in an animated conversation, but Kurenai looked up at them with a smile as they sat in the two empty seats.
“There should be plenty left,” she said, “but please let me know if you want any more and I’ll cook it up for you.”
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It turned out that no one else was in any particular hurry to get back. Kushina had some sort of gala on the following Tuesday, but as Hinata was technically disowned, Neji and Itachi well practiced at avoiding being needed for anything, and Karin and the others all security detail for either Sasuke or in Kisame’s case, Itachi, it wasn’t like anyone was needed. In fact, since Naruto’s project was technically finished as they were still in the planning stages for the TV ad, the only one who had any real pressing urgency to return was Sasuke.
It was easy enough to just pick up emails and make a few phone calls, though, and Sasuke found that he still managed to have a lot of free time to spend with Naruto. He called Sakura to let her know that they had found Hinata, and that they would be delayed for a bit. She had seemed fine with it. His father had been a bit more troublesome. Sasuke had hoped to come back before he was missed, so he had to explain why he was in Scotland. In the end, he found himself roped into scouting out businesses that seemed ripe for Uchiha takeover. He paid lip service to the task, getting enough details to keep his father happy without it impinging too far on his Naruto time.
Sasuke and Naruto spent their time exploring; Sasuke loved the countryside, and the fresh air; between them they discovered five more hidden beaches, and christened them all. On one of their excursions into one of the nearby towns for Sasuke’s work, they found a gay bar tucked out of the way down one side street. They returned that night, everyone bar Itachi, Neji and Kurenai tagging along for good measure.
The last night, Sasuke and Naruto went back down to the beach where they had exchanged rings, armed with towels and a change of clothing this time. They stripped naked to play in the sea, and made love under the waning moon. Sasuke lay in Naruto’s arms, satiated, staring up at the sky; they had been very lucky, rain only marring one day. That night was as clear as the first night, though not as bright.
“I don’t want to go back,” he confessed softly, his fingers twining in the chain around Naruto’s neck. “It’s been so wonderful, these last few days, just being together. I don’t want it to end. We’ve barely even argued.”
“We argued this afternoon,” Naruto murmured, “over whether those things we had in that restaurant were onion rings or calamari.”
Sasuke rolled his eyes. “They were obviously calamari,” he said, “and you know that’s not what I meant.”
“Yeah, I know.” Naruto’s arms tightened around him. Sasuke buried his head in his lover’s warm chest. “We can come back here, though. When everything is sorted.”
“It will be cold by then,” Sasuke murmured.
“So we maybe forgo sex on the beach,” Naruto replied. “Just think, Kurenai will have had her baby by then, and her husband may even be back.”
Kurenai’s husband, Asuma, was in the army and currently serving a stint abroad. Kurenai was positive about it, but Sasuke didn’t think he could manage if he were in her position. It was a horrible thought, sitting around, knowing that the person you loved the most was in danger, and unable to do anything about it. He shuddered.
“Are you cold?” Naruto asked.
Sasuke shook his head. “Just thinking. Don’t ever join the army, Naruto. I don’t think I could take it.”
Naruto snorted. “My mother would kill me if I even thought about it; she’s a pacifist,” he replied.
Sasuke giggled at that, his dark mood broken. He raised his head, and pulled Naruto into a kiss. The kiss started out light and playful, but it deepened as Sasuke felt the need rise in him, a need echoed by Naruto. More than ever they matched each other so well, Naruto’s light reflecting off of Sasuke, making him feel like he glowed.
Sasuke raised his hips, allowing Naruto’s cock to slide into him; he was still stretched and damp from their last session, so there was only a slight ache as Naruto began to move very slowly inside him.
“I love you,” Naruto murmured, staring down into Sasuke’s eyes. As always, Sasuke felt lost and safe in that blue gaze.
“I love you, Naruto,” he whispered, “so much.”
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Sasuke woke the next morning in a foul mood. The thought of having to go back and be tied down by responsibility again, to have to hide the love that he felt for Naruto, was stifling and it pissed him of. He had considered begging Naruto to stay for one more day, but Kurenai had a booking later that day, and she needed them out of the room.
Naruto rolled his eyes at him. “I hope you aren’t going to be like this for the whole journey home,” he said, haphazardly stuffing his clothing into his bag. Sasuke suppressed a small wince; he was scrunching up the clean stuff with the dirty, and wasn’t bothering to fold anything. Sasuke’s suitcase had been packed the night before, once they had returned from the beach. Naruto had watched him from the bed, making lewd comments in an attempt to distract him.
Sasuke shrugged, gazing out of the window. “If you don’t like the idea of travelling with me, you could always go in the car with Kisame and Itachi. They’re planning on starting with Cats.”
Naruto shuddered theatrically. “No thank you,” he said. “I had enough of the musical theatre nightmare on the way up.”
Sasuke smirked. He had organised the cars the other day; Hinata and Juugo would return in her car, Suigetsu and Karin taking one of Sasuke’s, while Kisame drove Itachi’s with Itachi, Neji and Kushina. Sasuke would be taking turns driving with Naruto. Although he rather liked musical theatre, he didn’t think he could survive another seven or so hours of it.
“Ok, I’m ready,” Naruto said, hefting his bulging bag.
With a soft sigh, Sasuke took one last moment to gaze around the room that had been a refuge. He was going to miss it. He grabbed his own bags, and followed Naruto out of the room and down the stairs.
Hinata and Kurenai were in the middle of a tearful farewell, each promising to call and email the other. Sasuke hadn’t realised how close they had become. Kurenai turned to them, and gave them each a long hug, making them both promise to come back. Sasuke suspected that she had wrung the same promise out of the others.
“I don’t want to go,” he murmured to Naruto as the climbed into the car.
Naruto leaned over and gave him a brief kiss. “We can always come back,” he said.
They drove in convoy until they got to the motorway, where Karin quickly became a speck on the horizon. Sasuke wondered if he should have insisted on Suigetsu driving, but honestly he wasn’t much better. In the passenger seat next to him, Naruto was studying a large road map. Karin had spilt coffee on his sat-nav a while ago, and he hadn’t got around to replacing it, so Naruto had borrowed the map from Kurenai.
“You know, we could always go the long way around,” Naruto said, “maybe follow a few A roads; it would be picturesque.”
Sasuke raised a doubtful eyebrow. “How long is this long way?” He asked. “How do you know that we won’t get turned around, or lost?”
“Trust me,” Naruto said, “I’m an excellent navigator.”
“Ok,” Sasuke said. It wasn’t like he was in any hurry to get back, anyway. So what if they got a bit lost, at least they would be together.
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Five hours later, Sasuke was beginning to get annoyed. They were running low on petrol, and while the scenery may well have been picturesque, it was hard to tell in the driving rain. And he wasn’t convinced that they were out of Scotland yet. Naruto insisted that they were, but according to Naruto they should have re-discovered the M1 45 minutes ago.
“I think I’ve found us,” Naruto said.
“Good, where are we?”
“Here!” Naruto exclaimed triumphantly, pointing to a tiny road on the map travelling through an expanse of nothing.
Sasuke sighed. “Look, we may as well just try and find a B&B, wait for this rain to pass, and try again in the morning,” he said. Or, if Naruto was right, and they were in the middle of nowhere, just park the car up. It was coming up to four, and they hadn’t stopped for lunch. Naruto had brought a bag of jelly babies, but they were long gone. Sasuke was almost regretting taking the scenic route, except being lost in the middle of nowhere in a rain storm was preferable to facing his father. A flash of lightening in the sky caused him to jump. He heard Naruto counting under his breath for the thunder, which rumbled ominously a few seconds later. The rain became heavier, and Sasuke knew that once it started to get dark visibility would be impossible. As it was, he was having a hard time seeing the road in front of him.
“There should be a right turn coming up,” Naruto said.
Sasuke slowed down. The road they were on was lacking in signs, and other vehicles for that matter. He was surprised when he saw the turning; possibly it was coincidence, but that didn’t stop him from taking it. Lightning flashed again, followed almost immediately by thunder.
“Remind me again why I didn’t just let Karin drive,” Sasuke muttered.
“Because you thought that just the two of us would be romantic.”
Sasuke snorted. “Next time, remind me that cuddling in the back seat while someone else does all the work is more romantic.”
“This rain is making me thirsty, and I kind of need to pee.”
Sasuke rolled his eyes. The drumming of the rain on the car was echoing in his head, and he wished that he had some pain killers. Naruto began fiddling with the radio, mainly getting a load of static that made Sasuke’s headache worse. He eyed the petrol gage, worried. They had enough for now, but if they didn’t find civilisation within the next hour or so they were buggered, and not in a good way. At least this road was a bit wider, and there were a few other vehicles braving the elements.
Another flash of lightening lit up the first road sign Sasuke had seen in hours. “Hey, Naruto, is there a roundabout on your map?”
“No, why?”
“Because there’s one up ahead.”
Naruto began furiously turning pages, muttering under his breath. “Umm, ok, I think I’ve found it. We need to take the third exit.”
Sasuke didn’t trust the map at all at the moment, or Naruto’s sketchy navigation skills. First thing he was doing when they got back was buying a new sat-nav. Thankfully another sign appeared before the roundabout, one that he got a chance to look at.
“Naruto, you were directing us onto the M1. The third exit on this roundabout goes onto the M6. The northbound M6. I think you have the wrong page.”
“Well, just take the southbound exit,” Naruto said with a small shrug. At least we’re going in the right direction.”
“Now we are,” Sasuke said darkly, turning aggressively onto the roundabout. First service station they came to, Naruto was taking over driving.
The Motorway was actually harder to drive along than the back roads. There was more traffic, sending up spray to join the torrential rain making visibility almost non-existent, and the road surface felt slippery with the water. Plus, now Sasuke had to worry about what the other drivers around him were doing.
“We’re on the motorway now,” he said, “can you try and find a service station; I don’t like driving in this.”
“Oooh, we’re coming up to Kendal. Is that where they make the mint cakes?”
Sasuke almost lost his temper. “Kendal? No wonder we couldn’t find the M1, we’re still too bloody far north. What have you been doing, sending us zigzagging cross country?”
“I just wanted to make it interesting,” Naruto replied. “Sorry for thinking of you.”
“Well, at least we know where we are,” Sasuke said. He couldn’t concentrate on the road and argue with Naruto at the same time. “Just find us somewhere where we can refuel, get something to eat, and get out of this rain.”
The thunderstorm was still going strong, and every time lightening flashed, the car in front would break. As if Sasuke didn’t have enough to worry about.
Naruto seemed to get that Sasuke was more pissed off with the weather than with him, or at least, equally pissed off. He flicked through a few more pages on the map.
A crashing sound, too deep and metallic to be thunder had Naruto’s head snapping up, and Sasuke’s foot slamming down on the break. The nervous driver ahead was even quicker to break, and Sasuke screamed out an expletive as he realised that he wasn’t going to stop in time. Panicking, he swerved to avoid the car. The slick road surface had him skidding out of control. The car slammed into the central reservation with a crunch of metal. Sasuke’s head connected with the side of the door, then everything spun around as the car continued to skid. They came to a halt with another sickening crunch.
For a long moment Sasuke stared straight ahead, not seeing anything. The rain, still crashing down, the pounding of his heart, his breathing, all echoed hollowly in his ears. Then more sounds, horrible sounds. He blocked them out, turning to Naruto.
His lover was slumped against the seat belt, eyes shut, not moving. Sasuke forgot to breathe, panic welling in his chest. He unclipped his seat belt, and leaned over. Something tugged at his leg, and there was a sharp pain, but he ignored it; Naruto was his only concern. Everything else could wait. Fumbling with shaking fingers, he tried to feel for a pulse. His stomach lurched as he saw a trickle of blood running down Naruto’s cheek.
“No,” he found himself whispering, “no, no, no, no, no.” Naruto had to be fine, he had to be. There were things he should be doing, Sasuke was sure of it, but his mind felt full of cotton wool. Only one thought stood out, clear and bright; Naruto, Naruto, Naruto.
“S’ke,”
The whisper was so soft he almost didn’t hear it, but it tugged at his heart. Blue eyes opened, unfocused, confused, but so, so blue. Sasuke almost choked on the relief he felt bubbling in his chest.
“What…?” Naruto murmured.
“I don’t know,” Sasuke said. He glanced out of the windscreen to a scene of chaos. Some sort of tanker had tipped over; it was probably the cause of the crashing sound Sasuke had heard. It took up all three lanes; a few cars had crashed into it, one of them, despite the lashing rain, had managed to catch fire. Other cars were strewn haphazardly along the road, like a child had become bored of a game, and kicked their toys in pique. Some had connected, others had managed to stop in time. A few people were milling about, but the noises were the worst; Sasuke could hear screaming and crying.
His eyes morbidly trailed back to the stricken tanker. It was a way up the road from them, but the fire seemed bigger, somehow. Sasuke’s brain caught up with his eyes with a spark of fear; some instinct prompted him to move, and throw himself over Naruto, tugging his leg free of whatever had caught it, just as the tanker exploded. The windscreen shattered, and Sasuke felt a wave of heat across his back. Shaking glass out of his hair, he looked down into Naruto’s eyes.
“Are you alright?” He managed to ask.
Naruto’s eyes were wide and panicked, and fixed on Sasuke’s lap. “Sasuke, you’re bleeding,” he said shrilly.
Sasuke glanced down numbly. There was a lot of blood, streaming from a rip in his trousers. He watched as Naruto ripped his tee-shirt, pressing the ruined garment against Sasuke’s leg. It hadn’t hurt before, just burned a bit. Now, with Naruto pressing on it, it hurt.
Sasuke looked up from the disturbing amount of blood coming from him, to look into Naruto’s eyes.
“I feel sick,” Naruto muttered. His eyes still looked unfocused. Concussion, the part of Sasuke’s brain that was still working supplied. He hoped that was all it was. Blood still ran down Naruto’s face.
“Don’t die,” Sasuke said, “whatever you do, don’t die. I won’t allow it.”
A ghost of a smile quirked Naruto’s lips. “I won’t if you won’t,” he said.
Sasuke tried to smile, but everything was going fuzzy. He was aware of Naruto’s eyes widening, fear sparking in them, and he hated to be the cause of that, but there was nothing he could do. Darkness enveloped him, dragging him down away from the light. He thought he heard his name being called from a long way away, then nothing.
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