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Chapter List
- 13
- 14
- 15
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Chapter 14:
Sleeping Pills and Falcons

Naruto awoke with a start, and, panicked
in the darkness of the room, was for a moment unable to figure out where he
was. He felt Sasuke shift beside him, and he was calmed. With Sasuke by his
side, it no longer mattered where he was so long as he could bring his ebony
and ivory god with him.
The blond placed light kisses on
Sasuke�s shoulder blades. It took several moments for him to remember what they
were doing in bed together; usually they wouldn�t sleep over when Naruto had to
open the bookstore the next morning. Upon remembering, the taller boy wrapped
his arms around his love and tucked his chin over the other�s shoulder.
Sasuke would be leaving to film for The Seven Suns for two weeks.
Snuggling even closer to the brunette,
and at the same time trying not to disturb him, Naruto felt a bitter pain tug
at his heart. He had no idea how he
was going to last those two weeks without his beloved Sasuke. Hell�he could
barely last two minutes without him!
Glancing at his clock, Naruto groaned
when the lime numbers stared back at him, announcing the ungodly hour. He
switched off the alarm a mere minute before its unholy screeching would have
torn through the early morning air. Slowly, he rolled over and placed his feet
on the ground before walking over to his calendar and flipping it to June. A
large, red frowny face graced the first day of the month, forlornly announcing
Sasuke�s departure. Contrastingly, an enormous orange smiley face was on the
fifteenth day, proclaiming his love�s return.
Sasuke sat up in the bed when he heard
Naruto return from the bathroom. He rubbed his eyes sleepily as the blond
dressed himself in Sasuke�s clothes, too lazy to return to his own apartment to
get ready. Yawning, he swung his legs over the side of the bed before tiptoeing
over to Naruto and throwing his arms around his waist from behind.
�I�m going to miss you,� Sasuke mumbled
into Naruto�s back.
�It�s just fourteen days,� Naruto
answered, more as a comfort to himself rather than Sasuke. �Only 336 hours�
Barely 20,160 minutes� A mere 1,209,600 seconds��
�Naruto�� In the early morning, Sasuke�s
voice sounded sharp and commanding, yet Naruto could hear the joking whine
underneath. �You�re making it worse��
The blond turned around in Sasuke�s arms.
He tried to flash one of his trademark grins, yet for some reason his muscles
couldn�t remember how to move.
After a few moments of silence, Sasuke�s
mouth suddenly upturned into a smirk. �You know what I�m going to miss the
most�Naruto-kun?�
�No. Wha�aaahhh��
Sasuke had already slipped down to his
knees, dragging Naruto�s pants and boxers down with him. In an instant, his
mouth had completely engulfed Naruto�s quickly hardening cock.
Sasuke�s bedroom door flew open. Luckily
Sasuke had allowed Naruto to slip from his mouth before both boys jumped.
Naruto quickly used his hands to cover himself when he noticed Itachi�s form
framed in the doorway.
Itachi snorted. �You boys are up early.
And Naruto,� he added in response to Naruto covering himself, �it�s not like I
haven�t seen it before.�
Naruto blushed and suddenly found
himself wondering if Itachi meant dicks in general�or the blond�s specifically.
Avoiding eye contact, he tried his best to use Sasuke as a shield as he quickly
pulled up his pants.
�What do you want, Itachi?� Sasuke
snarled as he rose to his feet.
�We�re leaving in an hour. I was making
sure you weren�t still asleep.� And with that, the door closed.
Sasuke�s eyes narrowed, and he remained
in a foul mood the rest of the morning.
Naruto kissed Sasuke chastely on the
cheek before heading off to work. �Call me when you get to Sunagakure. I want
to make sure you get there safely.�
-
When Naruto reached Kyuubi Bookstore,
his heart was already pining for Sasuke. He honestly had no idea how he would
make the next two weeks without him. Since they had first met what seemed like
years ago, they hadn�t ever been apart more than five days.
Gaara poked Naruto in the side. �Hey�
You�re spacing.�
Naruto blinked rapidly and shook his
head. �Sorry. I just can�t get these mental pictures of Sasuke out of my mind.
I�m going to miss him so much��
Gaara handed Naruto a rag. �It�s just
two weeks, as you�ve said a hundred times already. Now mop up the drool off the
floor.�
Naruto laughed. �I didn�t drool�!� He
looked down at a small puddle on the floor. �Oh. Well, that�s gross.�

Five days later, Naruto couldn�t sleep.
He tried everything from counting sheep to reading a book to sleeping pills,
but nothing could put his mind at rest.
�Just nine more days� That�s all� That�s
all� Just nine days� That�s��
Naruto stood up on his bed and jumped
around a couple of times, thoroughly messing up his covers. �I CAN�T TAKE THIS
ANYMORE!� he shouted.
Several loud thumps came from above as
his neighbors banged on the floor with a broom. �Nauto!� he heard his neighbor
shout. �These walls are soundproof. I shouldn�t be able to hear you!!!�
�Gomen!!!� he shouted back. He huffed
and sat back down on his bed. As soon as he was down, however, he was back up
again with a plan. �Ne, ne! I�ll go talk to Tsunade-obaa-san! She�ll know what
to do!!!�
Naruto forwent the elevator and took the
stairs two at a time until he reached the top floor where Tsunade lived. It
took several moments for his brain to catch up to his exhaustion at having
raced up several flights of stairs in a manner of seconds, so he was bent over
panting when someone completely unexpected opened the door.
�Tsunade-obaa-san,� he puffed to the
hardwood floor. �I need��pant, pant��advice�� His eyes slowly drifted toward a
pair of brown leather loafers�then up a pair of hairy legs�to the hem of a very
short bathrobe�hung open to reveal a very manly physique. When Naruto�s eyes
reached the man�s face, his jaw nearly hit the floor. �J�Jiraya????? Wh�What
are you doing here?!?!?!�
Jiraya scratched his stomach right above
where the sash of robe held the frighteningly short cloth closed. �Just staying
with Tsunade for the time being while my apartment�s renovated.� Jiraya leaned
closer until his face was level with Naruto�s. �Why? You got a problem with
it?�
�Jiraya!� Naruto heard Tsunade snap from
further in your apartment. �Either get a longer robe or stand up straight! I
can see your balls, and trust me�I really wish I could erase that image from my
mind!�
Jiraya turned around and winked. �Don�t
lie, Tsunade. You know you like it.�
Naruto stepped aside quickly as the
force of Tsunade�s punch sent Jiraya crashing into the wall on the other side
of the hallway.
�What are you doing here, Naruto?�
Tsunade demanded as she tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear.
�I just needed someone to talk to,�
Naruto answered. He sidestepped the blonde and plopped down in her sofa with a
huge sigh.
Tsunade closed the front door and locked
it. �Naruto, by the by, you might not want to sit in that chair. Jiraya�s been
there.�
Naruto leapt nearly three feet in the
air and onto the table. �Grossgrossgrossgrossgrossgross!!!�
�I�ve been sitting on magazines,�
Tsunade remarked trying to hold back her smirk. �Are you thirsty? I was going
to make some tea.�
There was a soft knock on the front
door. �Ts�Tsunade�? Can�Can you open the door? I think I got rug burn on my��
�Jiraya!� Tsunade snapped, the muscle in
her temple twitching. �If I let you back in, would you promise to put some pants on?�
�No.�
�Theeeeen you�re not coming back in.
Naruto, I�ll go get you that tea.�
Naruto took the newspaper Tsunade handed
him as she passed him to go into the kitchen. He warily placed the paper on the
sofa before sitting down. He stared at the door wondering if he should let
Jiraya in anyway before he somehow managed to break into others� rooms and rape
all the women.
�Don�t even think about it, Naruto!�
Tsunade called from the kitchen.
Naruto jumped. �Th�Think about what,
Tsunade-obaa-chan?�
Tsunade came back into the living room
with two steaming cups of tea and several garbage bags. She set the cups down
on the coffee table before tearing the garbage bags apart and placing them over
her furniture. �Now, tell me, Naruto� What are you doing in my room at two
o�clock in the morning? Aren�t there other things you could be doing? Like
downloading porn or something?�
�Usually that�s what I would do at two
o�clock in the morning when I can�t sleep�� Naruto picked up his cup of tea and
took a sip. �But, Tsunade-obaa-chan� Ano��
�Is this about Sasuke?�
Naruto nodded. �I miss him like crazy,
and he�s only been gone for five days. I don�t know how I�m going to last two
whole fucking weeks!�
Tsunade sighed. �Listen, Naruto, you�re
like a son to me, but if you come knocking on my door at two o�clock in the
morning every night for the next week and a half, I might end up killing you.
And I really don�t want to clean that kind of mess out of my carpet.�
�Wow, thanks a lot, Tsunade.�
�Let me finish!� She held her finger to
her lips while Naruto glared at her. �There�s no way to make time speed up, but
you�ll make yourself go even more crazy if you stay up way too late into the
night and lose sleep. During the day, try to keep yourself as busy as possible
so you can keep your mind off him. Try running several miles in the evening so
by the time it�s bedtime, you�ll be so exhausted you�ll fall asleep.�
Naruto groaned. �For another week and a
half? Ugh��
Tsunade felt the muscle in her temple
pulse, yet she was able to manage to keep herself from pummeling the blond.
�Well, if running doesn�t work, try other things to help you fall asleep. I�ve
heard drinking milk or lemon tea helps. Don�t you have a friend who�s an
insomniac? Why don�t you ask him how he gets to sleep each night?�
�That won�t work. He still only gets
about three or four hours of sleep each night.�
�Well, try asking him anyway. It
wouldn�t hurt, ne?� She drained her tea and stood up. �But, Naruto� I�m not as
young as I used to be�don�t you dare say anything, you smart-ass!�and it�s
late. I�m tired, and I need my beauty sleep�you wipe that grin from your face
or I�ll slap it away.� She inhaled sharply, trying to remember all the steps of
her anger management program before continuing. �The point is, I�m waking up in
less than five hours, so I need to get back to bed. Go talk to your friend
tomorrow, and if you still have trouble sleeping in a few days, you�re welcome
to come back and talk to me.�
�Thanks so much, Tsunade-obaa-chan.
Yeah, I�ll go talk to him tomorrow at work.�
-
The next morning, Naruto groaned when
his alarm went off at the ungodly hour of seven. He fought off the series of
yawns, having finally drifted off around five. After several minutes of
unsuccessfully trying to climb out of bed, he dialed Iruka�s number.
�Moshi moshi,� Iruka yawned as he
answered his phone.
�Iruka-san, I don�t think I can come in
to work today��
�That�s all right, Naruto. I�ll take
your shift. Will you still be able to come in tomorrow?�
Naruto nodded before remembering that
Iruka couldn�t see him. �Yeah, I�ll come in tomorrow even if it kills me. I�ve
just been having trouble sleeping, and I finally drifted off not too long ago.
All right, I�m going back to bed. Night.� He flipped his phone shut and passed
out.
Far away in Otogakure, Sasuke was having
similar thoughts about just rolling over and falling back asleep. Like Naruto,
he hadn�t been able to sleep much, but unlike Naruto, he couldn�t call anyone
to fill in for him for the day.
Sasuke rolled out of the bed and glanced
at his reflection in the bathroom mirror. He placed his fingers against the
dark circles under his eyes and wondered if even the most talented makeup
artists would be able to cover them up. He made a mental note to send someone
out to get sleeping pills but wondered how long it would take before that
thought was driven from his mind.
There was a knock on his door. Zetsu
called out, �Hurry up or you�re going to be late.�
Sasuke glowered at the door, still not
all the way awake and not quite up for greeting the morning with a smile. He
grabbed the clothes from the floor that he had worn the day before and threw
them on halfheartedly knowing they�d be off again in less than an hour when he
went into wardrobe. He grabbed his room key and cell phone before joining Zetsu
in the hallway.
Usually if Sasuke walked around in a
busy city, he made sure to have sunglasses or a hat to keep his fanmob from
mauling him on the sidewalk. However, in Otogakure, the number of famous people
outnumbered the citizens. There was always at least a dozen movies being filmed
year-round in Otogakure, and most stars had taken up permanent residency in the
five star hotels scattered throughout the city.
Sasuke passed many faces he recognized
from television and magazines, and a few even waved. He nodded back to a few
but for the most part ignored everyone who passed. The streets were busy even
now when the sun had barely made it up past the horizon.
When Sasuke entered the studio, the
wardrobe artist was on him almost immediately. �Here, put this on. You�re late!
The director�s been looking all over for you!�
Sasuke raised an eyebrow as he took off
his shirt. �He couldn�t have called?�
The make-up artist came at him with
pencils and brushes. �Less talk, more holding still.�
As Sasuke began to grow bored and
annoyed with the hustle and bustle that routinely accompanied his mornings, he
found himself imagining what Naruto would think of the studio. He remembered
how the blond�s eyes were impossibly large when he was at the photo shoot, and
while that had been a large magazine, Sasuke had been at bigger studios and had
been unimpressed.
Within the hour, Sasuke had been pushed
out onto the set. They were filming the more boring scenes this morning, and
Sasuke didn�t even have a speaking part. First, they had Sasuke stand on a
bridge in front of a green screen. The water and background would be added in
later, which added to how bored Sasuke felt just standing around. He tried to
keep the boredom from his eyes as he stared off into nothingness, but
apparently he didn�t try hard enough.
�Cut, cut�! CUT!� The director was on
him in an instant. �Sasuke, I know you�re tired. We�re all tired. But�you�ve
been standing on this bridge for almost half an hour, and you�ve yet to get the
right look.�
The director prattled on and on for a
few more minutes before he was finally satisfied with Sasuke�s look. He went
back to his chair, shouted a few more directions, and once he was content, they
moved on to the next scene.
For the next scene, Sasuke sat inside a
restaurant. He was a background character for this scene, and he was once again
bored eating his imaginary food. In the foreground, the heroine was having
lunch with the antagonist. They were eating real food, which only reminded
Sasuke how damn hungry he was. Sasuke was supposed to be scowling at the two
lunch-eaters, driven into jealousy as the two flirted away. Sasuke merely
scowled as his stomach growled away, and apparently the director was satisfied
with this hungry scowl as opposed to the jealous scowl.
When the director called cut and
announced that he was going on a lunch break, Sasuke didn�t even bother leaving
the studio for lunch. He talked to the set chef and happily ate the
antagonist�s leftovers.
-
Back in Konoha, Naruto had finally
pulled himself out of bed and was trudging into the kitchen to make some coffee
when he heard a knock on his front door. He opened it slowly, not knowing who
could be on the other side.
Gaara held up two cups of coffee and a
box of doughnuts before inviting himself in. �Iruka said you�re having trouble
sleeping.�
Naruto nodded. �Yeah. I�ve grown used to
sleeping next to Sasuke. I don�t know how to sleep by myself anymore. And�I
miss him��
Gaara watched as Naruto scarfed down
several jelly doughnuts in a row. �Don�t you call him?�
Naruto nodded, unable to speak around
the pastry. He chewed as fast as he could before swallowing and taking a gulp
of coffee. �I call him at every possible moment�but it�s not enough. I miss the
feel of his skin against mine, the softness of his hair�his scent��
�Miss the sex?�
Naruto had just taken another sip of
coffee and promptly began choking after Gaara�s comment. Once he was able to
breathe again, he shook his head before saying, �Ah, no, Sasuke and I haven�t
gone any further than oral.�
Gaara shrugged. �Whatever, it�s still
sex. And you�re not getting any. Have you two tried phone sex yet?�
Naruto stared at Gaara. �You know, a
relationship isn�t just sex, Gaara! I
don�t think phone sex will��
�Of course a relationship isn�t just
sex,� scoffed Gaara. �If it were, I�d let the guys I�ve banged actually stick
around for more than just the night. The point is, there�s the emotional side
of the relationship. While Sasuke�s gone, you�re getting that fulfilled by
talking to him on the phone. Texting him, whatever. Then there�s the physical
side of a relationship. Ever notice how marriages usually approach their end
when couples stop sleeping with each other? That�s because, no matter how we
try not to admit it, we need sex.�
�But, we haven�t even��
�If not sex,� Gaara continued, shoving a
doughnut in Naruto�s mouth to shut him up, �then a kiss even. A hug. Some sort
of physical attention. A blow job works just as effectively.�
�You just said oral was sex.�
��I have a feeling you�re not following
me.�
�Yeah, I have no idea what you�re
talking about.�
Gaara tossed a piece of doughnut at
Naruto�s head. �How can you be so dumb and yet still function?�
�Because I�m awesome. Do I need any
other explanation?�
Gaara rolled his eyes. �Whatever, loser.
I have to get back to work.� He drained the last of his coffee before standing
up and walking to the door to let himself out. He paused, his hand hovering
over the knob. �Look. If you want, I can come sleep over tonight. Or ask Kiba.
Fuck, we�ll have a sleepover if we have to.�
Naruto laughed, his eyes glinting. �And
how am I supposed to sleep with all the noise everyone would be making?�
Gaara shrugged. �Not my problem. But I�m
showing up at eight with popcorn and porn. Invite whoever else you want.�
Naruto watched the door close behind the
redhead, and he continued to stare at the closed door, lost in thought about
what Gaara had said. Sora woke up from her nap and began pacing anxiously
around the apartment. She paused when she noticed Naruto on the couch and
watched him staring off into space. She tensed up a moment before springing
forward and landing on Naruto�s foot.
�Ahh!� Naruto jumped, startling Sora
nearly as much as she had startled him. The kitten leapt back a few feet before
pouncing back on his foot. Laughing, Naruto reached down and picked up the
little ball of grey fur. �What do you think you�re doing, you silly kitty?�
Back at the studio in Otogakure, the
director was having his own animal problems. Several birds had managed to fly
into the studio and kept darting in front of the cameras during cuts. Sasuke
stood back and watched amusedly as the set crew chased after the birds, trying
to coax them back outside.
Kakashi sidled up to Sasuke. �So�how
have you been?�
Sasuke eyed Kakashi suspiciously. �We�re
supposed to film your scene next, but no one�s seen you since the lunch break.
Did you let those birds in?�
The silver-haired man placed a finger
against his cloth-covered lips. �You wanna get out of here? It�s going to take
ages for them to clean up all of the bird shit. Plus, the falcon hasn�t even
made its way in here yet.�
Sasuke saw Zetsu head into the bathroom
and nodded. �Yeah. I brought my X-Box. Let�s go play some Halo.�
�Sweet. I�ll order pizza.�
Sasuke and Kakashi made it to the hotel,
and Sasuke hooked up the X-Box while Kakashi ordered pizza. Sasuke wondered
vaguely how Kakashi ate if he never removed his mask but pushed that thought
from his mind when he turned the console on.
Kakashi sat on the edge of the bed while
Sasuke took the floor. Neither said a word about anything other than Halo until
the deliveryman knocked on the door. More silence as they ate and played before
Kakashi finally brought up the reason he had coaxed Sasuke into skipping
filming.
�I was talking with Iruka this morning
over the phone, and he said Naruto had called and said he hadn�t been able to
sleep the night before and wouldn�t be able to come into work. Sasuke, even
though you�ve had some of the most talented make-up artists in Otogakure at
your skin, I can still see the dark circles under your eyes.�
Sasuke narrowed his eyes, not sure where
this was going. �Your point?�
�How are you and Naruto�coping with
being apart for so long?�
�Why are you so interested?�
Kakashi shrugged. �My interests are
unimportant at this moment. Just know that it�s pure altruism.�
�Somehow I don�t believe that.� They
were swallowed up by silence for nearly fifteen minutes before Sasuke finally
drew in a deep breath. �You�re right. I can�t sleep. All day I�m reminded of
everything Naruto, but I never have time to call. Then, at night, once I hang
up the phone and close my eyes to sleep, he�s there behind my eyelids. We talk,
but�I miss more.�
�Have you tried phone sex?�
Sasuke shook his head. �Nah, I don�t
think Naruto would be up to that. And I don�t want to suggest anything like it
in case it freaks him out.�
�Who would get freaked out by phone
sex?�
�Well, you know� When you first start
out, it�s kind of weird� Plus, you�re always anxious someone�s going to walk in
the room, or if they can hear you next door. And, really, it just makes you
want the other person more.�
�But it does have its benefits.�
Sasuke didn�t know if, had he the
chance, he would have even responded, but at that moment, there were several
loud bangs on his door. The brunette jumped and tensed, praying it wasn�t a mob
of fangirls.
�Sasuke!� Zetsu called, banging again. �Sasuke!
Are you in there?�
Kakashi stood up fluidly and was at the
door in about five strides. He glanced momentarily through the peephole before
opening the door. �Sorry, Zetsu. I stole Sasuke for a little while, and it
slipped our minds to contact you.�
The oddly shaped collar on Zetsu�s
jacket as well as where he stood in the doorway cast a shadow on exactly half
his face, making it look like the left side was black and the right half white.
He ignored Kakashi and turned his yellow eyes on Sasuke. �I�ve been looking all
over for you. No one at the studio had heard a word from you.�
�Sorry, Zetsu,� Sasuke answered coldly. �Next
time I�ll leave a note.�
�Whatever. Let�s just get you back to
the set. I�m not getting paid to babysit.�
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:O What�s going to happen next?!?! With
all these allusions toward phone sex, you didn�t think I could pass up a
beautiful chance like that, did you? ;) Guess what�s gonna happen in the next
chapterrrr!!! It�ll be out as soon as I can find time to write it. :O
Remember to tell me how much you love me
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