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Mixed Communication	By : kaiyousama Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Naruto/Sasuke Views: 1584 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Summary: Sometimes it's not a lack of understanding that's the problem - it's when the other person understands far too much.
Disclaimer: I do not own any Naruto character.
Warnings: YAOI, boyxboy, smuty smut smut, language per usual, kinkyness, bit of an angsty Sasuke, etc.
A/N: For those who are interested, I've started posting the sidefic to this that explores earlier days in Itachi and Dei's relationship, as well as some things about Sasuke and Shikamaru and some loose ends I may be mean about and not tie up in this fic. It's called "When All Is Said And Done"... and if anyone spots any continuity issues, I'd be vv grateful. Thanks!
Oh yeah, and reviews make mouths happy ^_^
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Naruto felt fidgety. He paced a bit, then turned and looked at himself in the mirror above Sasuke's dresser. Hopefully his outfit wasn't too over the top. He thought the pieces worked well together.
Sasuke, Sakura and he had spent the afternoon at Yoyogi Park looking at the musicians and browsing the flea market, and he'd picked up a thick titanium chain necklace. It had an electric-blue swirl pendant hanging off of it; Sakura said that it brought out his eyes. He wore it with a skintight black fox basketball jersey with rust-colored accents under had a loose fluorescent orange fishnet overshirt. He ran his fingers through the big holes in the fishnet, tugging down the long sleeves. Other people might complain about orange, but he thought it looked hot against his tan skin. It would look even better if the concert used black lights.
He wore tight black pants underneath that he knew showed off his ass to perfection. The long fishnet shirt would do little to detract from that sight. Electric blue suspenders hung from the waist of the pants. He sat down on the bed, thinking about his black boots. He'd laced them up with bright orange laces. All in all, he thought it was a great outfit. He wondered what Sasuke would be wearing.
The raven had made him hide his eyes when they got back to the apartment so he couldn't see the outfit. Now, the bastard was taking forever in the bathroom – probably to get back at him for being so stubborn at the hotel. Naruto checked his watch. Honestly, they had more than enough time. He just didn't want to be late for dinner. Sakura was already showing some signs that she was peeved with him, and that was never good.
He sighed, rolling over onto his stomach and looking out the window. He needed Sakura in a good mood, if there was any chance of her agreeing to what he was going to propose to her early next week. The thought hit him that, if what he asked did go through, it would be the first time they'd really been apart. Not that he spent every waking moment with her, but Sakura had been in his life just about every day for forever. To think of leaving her, for a guy he had just met – that was a sobering thought. But he couldn't deny that the way he felt here, now – it was like something that had been missing from his life was finally in place.
And then, there was Jiraiya. That reminded him – he hadn't heard anything from the old coot. Or from Ino, who was supposed to check on him and then get back with a report. Naruto frowned, standing up so that he could get to his phone – and then was totally distracted by the sight in the doorway.
. . .
Sasuke smirked. He could tell from Naruto's face that he had made the desired impression. Having the dobe block his advances at the hotel had left him a little snitty, so he decided to pull out all the stops with his outfit for the evening.
He had on a black button-down shirt, decorated with a grey and white design that looked like some abstract digital mountainscape. Red embroidered tomoes swirled randomly around the design, especially near the bottom. He liked the shirt a lot because it was reversible; the inside was black on red. Tonight, he wore it over a wife beater with thin black and white stripes. The black jeans he wore underneath were a perfect fit.
That wasn't all, though. He'd broken out the glowing red hair gel in his medicine cabinet, and used it to decorate the black spikes of his hair. He'd even used black eyeliner to emphasize his eyes. At the moment, he had a bottle of black nail polish in his hands. His intention was to look like sin incarnate – and from the look on Naruto's face, he had succeeded.
"How much time do we have, do-be?" he asked, entering the room and nonchalantly sitting down on the edge of the bed.
"What?" Naruto said, still in shock.
"Time?"
"Oh, um," the blond replied, pulling out his phone and flipping it open. Sasuke chuckled internally, glancing over at the clock on the dresser. Plenty of time.
"Enough," Naruto said, a look of concentration on his face.
"Oh, good, I'll have time to paint my nails." Sasuke opened the bottle and started in on his left hand, examining it before moving onto the other hand.
Naruto sat down near him, watching him intently. "Hey, Sasuke…"
"Hmm?" The raven looked over, enjoying the look in the blue eyes of his lover as they traced down his outfit.
"Um, since we have some time," the blond said, leaning close and caressing his knee. The look in his eyes left little to no doubt about what he was trying to suggest, but Sasuke wanted to draw things out a bit. Cruel, possibly, but not terribly so.
"I thought you said we didn't have any time for any funny stuff, Naruto," Sasuke said teasingly. "Besides, my nails need time to dry."
"But, Sasuke…" the blond said, resting his head on the raven's thigh and looking up at him piteously. He stroked the other denim-clad thigh, lifting his chin to show off the marks on his neck. Sasuke looked down at him, wondering if he'd over thought things with the nail polish. Screw teasing the blond, at the moment he wanted his hands all over that succulent body, even if it was half-covered in garrish orange fishnet. After all, there was no guarantee he'd have another chance at this. As he watched, the blond's gaze trailed back down until it watched the bulge growing within the raven's jeans.
Sasuke frowned for an instant. Only one more night. One more night to have him. There was no way he was going to let that happen. The resolve built within his mind, but he didn't say anything. He was sure Naruto felt the same way about him that he felt about the blond, what they had didn't need words.
He had him tonight, that much was for sure. And, he had him right now, all lusty and hot, practically begging for it in his lap. He shifted his eyes to his fingernails, blowing on them lightly, trying to ignore his body's reaction to the blond's close proximity.
"What is it, dobe?" he said, lowering his voice to that smoky register that he knew the blond had a weakness for.
Naruto swallowed, and his fingers walked up the raven's thigh towards his zipper. "What if I just..."
Sasuke smirked. "You seem to have forgotten how to use complete sentences."
The blond scowled up at him. "Bastard," he said, squeezing the raven's erection through the jeans.
Sasuke narrowed his eyes, and something snapped inside. "Suck me," he said, shifting around on the bed so that he sat with his back against the headboard, one leg on either side of the blond. Naruto gave him a dark look, lashes hiding some emotion that the raven couldn't read. There was an edge between them tonight that he didn't fully understand. It reminded him of that first night at the club. A part of him wanted to pull back, say something kind – but then the blond was unzipping his pants and pulling them down partway, exposing his cock to the cool air momentarily before engulfing it with his mouth.
The raven hissed, arching his back, wanting to twine his fingers in those golden spikes. Wanting to thrust all the way into that burning wet softness. Suddenly, the nail polish seemed like a really bad idea. He closed his eyes as the blond sucked hard on the head of his cock, flicking his tongue against the underside then playing with his slit in a way that drove the raven wild. He forced his eyes back open and looked down, meeting the look of challenge in Naruto's eyes, watching spellbound as he sucked the raven's cock in deeper and deeper. He had a bit of trouble for a minute, and Sasuke wanted to tell him not to worry – but then he moved his head and there was the incredible feeling of being swallowed the blond's throat.
Everything went hazy for a minute, and then he looked back down. Naruto's eyes looked like they were watering just a bit. Suddenly nail polish didn't matter at all. Sasuke reached down and stroked the blond's hair, patting his shoulder with the other hand. "Don't force it," he whispered.
Naruto pulled back a bit, reacting to the change in his expression. The edge between them melted away, at least for the moment. Sasuke felt like his heart was breaking, even as the one who had stolen that heart was with him, looking up at him with tenderness, making love to him with his mouth. He looked away out the window, feeling all the fears he'd been pondering the day before come crashing down on him. The blond squeezed his thigh, pulling his attention back down to the one who was with him now. No matter what happened in the future, he had his blond here with him in this moment. He'd make the most of it.
They were only a few minutes late to dinner.
. . .
Deidara leaned back against his lover, totally sated. Steam rose off the water around them. He loved their bathtub, it was huge and comfortable and absolutely perfect for cuddling in.
Itachi hugged him close, nibbling his neck lightly. They'd washed off all of the body paint. The only traces were a few red patches that would fade before long. The blond let his fingers trace over his lover's arms, resting his head against one strong shoulder.
"I wonder how Sasuke and Naruto are doing," the blond mused.
He was rewarded by a sharp nip. He pinched Itachi's arm in response.
"Thinking about men other than me is forbidden," Itachi murmured, gently licking the bite.
"Don't be stupid, yeah. Like I'd even have the energy after today."
The raven made a pleased noise in the back of his throat, and went back to his preoccupation with the blond's neck.
"Naruto's going back to the states tomorrow."
"Hn."
Deidara decided to try a different track, since he was feeling the beginnings of something stirring behind his back. He wanted at least a couple of minutes of serious conversation about this. "How do you like Naruto?" he asked.
Itachi paused, resting his chin in the blond's shoulder. "I like him a lot."
"He's good for Sasuke."
The raven was silent for a moment, and Deidara twisted to look at his face. The black eyes that met his gaze would have given nothing away to a stranger, but Dei was no stranger.
"You have something planned, don't you," he said accusingly.
The raven smirked and pulled him back down, ghosting a breath against his ear and nibbling on the lobe. Deidara shivered.
"Quit trying to distract me," he said, voice not quite as serious as he wanted it to be. "What are you planning? Tell me."
Itachi chuckled, letting his hands wander down the blond's torso. "Maybe later."
Deidara moaned as one hand tugged on the inside of his thigh, pulling his leg up and over the ravens. "Are you going to let Sasuke know? You know how he hates – oh – scheming."
The blond cursed as he felt himself melt under the hands that knew all of the places to touch in just the right ways.
"Maybe later," Itachi said, lifting a hand to cup the blond's chin and turn his face for a kiss.
"Tell me now," Deidara whispered, pouting against the kiss.
"Other things to do now."
The blond twisted in Itachi's arms, straddling him and looking down with mock seriousness. Then he sighed. "You're insatiable."
Itachi looked up at him lazily, letting his hands wander up and down the blond's back. "Yep. You like it." He let fingers circle lower, squeezing the blond's ass, fingertips teasing as they traced between the cheeks.
Deidara could feel his heart beat faster. "Maybe," he said, leaning over to kiss his lover, hooking his feet over Itachi's legs for better leverage. Itachi just scooted lower in the tub, pulling the blond close so he could nibble his way down to a succulent nipple. Deidara kissed the top of his head and pressed the drain button on the side of the tub. He'd find out what he wanted to know later. Probably. At some point. At the moment, Itachi was right – there were definitely other things to think about now.
. . .
Naruto's eyes widened as they walked up to the concert hall. It was decorated with bright pastel colors and images of fruit. A statue of children playing sat in front of the entrance, and between it and the building quite a few people were gathered, all dressed up in unique costumes. Most of them had on some combination of black and bright fluorescent colors.
Shikamaru was waiting by the statue with a bored look on his face, cigarette in hand.
"Where's your date?" Sasuke asked him as after they walked up.
The brunet made a face. "Busy."
"Turning down a chance to go to a concert with Sakura?" Sasuke teased. Naruto looked at the brunet curiously. His – well, he had no idea if the brunet was straight or not, so significant other – liked Sakura? He didn't say anything, though.
"Family issues."
Sasuke frowned. "I thought we took care of all that."
Shrugging, the brunet put out his cigarette then tossed it into a nearby trash can. "Yeah, well, you know how it goes. Tonight is maybe about business things anyhow, and so –"
"Ah, yeah, not nearly as much fun."
"I'll have to come back and meet this mystery person," Sakura said.
Shikamaru just nodded, and then looked them over critically. He chuckled. "You all will fit right in."
Naruto smiled, licking his lips. He was still trying to figure out if he preferred the taste of Sasuke to that of ramen. He glanced over at the raven, who was doing a great impersonation of sex on legs. He had on boots very similar to Naruto's, though the blond hadn't been able to talk him into finding something neon red to lace them up with. He was still the hottest thing around, maybe only second to Naruto himself, though the blond was beginning to regret the blue suspenders. Sasuke just seemed to enjoy tugging on them too much, trying to lead him around. The raven was such a control freak sometimes.
Sakura had decided that she wanted to push the boundaries of outrageous, which was hard to do. She had on black Mary Janes, black and hot pink striped hose, and a black and pink plaid miniskirt with a black lace petticoat. Her shirt was a pink frilly concoction under a tight black PVC bustier. She had a black velvet choker tied around her neck, and her hair was in a bun decorated with black chopsticks with hot-pink beadwork dangling from the ends. It was way too much pink for Naruto, but it was neat to see her having so much fun with her clothes. He bet at least some of them were new acquisitions, too.
There were definitely outfits crazier than hers out there, though, Naruto thought as they made their way through the crowd to a side door. Shikamaru waved a pass at the guard and they were let in without a hitch.
"I was able to get us tickets in the front row, and backstage passes for after the concert," Shikamaru said.
"That's pretty good for short notice," Sasuke said.
"Short notice?" Shikamaru replied, raising an eyebrow at his boss. He chuckled, and then said, "It's one of Sasori's gigs. Not a problem at all."
"Nice having friends in show business."
Naruto nodded in agreement, realizing more and more how lucky they'd been to get an in to Japan with these people.
They made it to their seats just before the crowd of fans was let inside. Sasuke pulled Naruto close, and whispered in his ear. "Sasori is one of Itachi and Deidara's old friends. He runs a talent agency along with his cousin Kankuro."
Naruto nodded, frowning to himself. Kankuro. That name sounded familiar. Maybe it was a common name?
The volume level of the crowd soon made any attempt at further conversation impossible, so they just waited next to the seats. Some of the other fans came up and crowded the stage, impatient for the band to arrive. Security made sure they didn't get too close, however. It seemed like there were more girls than guys there, though he definitely did see some guys.
Suddenly, the lights came down. Around them, everyone started clapping and stomping their feet. The girls started squealing in anticipation. Naruto felt Sasuke's arms snake around him and felt grateful – no one was pushing, yet, but it was still nice to feel secure.
The lights came up with a shower of sparks and the beat of a drum that grew faster and faster. The lead singer was a girl dressed mainly in black – tight black top, black leather fingerless gloves, thigh-high black combat boots, and short tight black leggings. The shirt was ripped all over, showing a variety of fluorescent colors. Her black hair was done up in a handful of twisted bun-like things with the hair sticking straight up, secured with fluorescent bubblegum hair ties. She stood still for a minute until the drum count reached eight, then launched right into a quick screamy little song, singing with astonishing ferocity as she jumped around the stage. Something about "welcome to the color of your darkness" – he had trouble understanding it all, especially at that speed. The beat was catchy, though.
He glanced over at the drummer and did a double take. That looked a lot like Shin, if he remembered correctly – though the pale hair was streaked with a rainbow of fluorescent colors, and he was sporting round black glasses. If that was Shin – sure enough, he looked over at the guy running the keyboard, and blinked in surprise. He'd know that crazy hair anywhere. And those glasses. No fluorescents for him, though the keyboard did light up. If Shin and Shino were here, then that must mean Kiba was here as well. He squeezed Sasuke's arms. He hadn't expected to introduce them this quickly, but so much the better.
The guitarist was a guy with a crazy sheaf of hair as well, and sported the same all-black clothes as the other men in the band.
After a few songs, the lights went down as well. The guitarist kept playing a quick little riff, and then started jazzing things up with the synth from Shino's keyboard. After a bit, the drummer joined in as well, and they played a pretty rippin little number. It morphed into something with a deeper beat and the lights came up in time to see the singer stalk back out onto the stage.
This time, her hair was down. Bright red streaks shimmied in her hair, and she wore a skirt that was little more than long strips of red and black cloth held together at her waist by a chain belt. She'd changed into a short little black t-shirt with a red smiley face on the front. She started to sing again, this time slow enough that Naruto could make out the words.
Your love is merely chasing dreams
Of who you think I am
So let it burn along with you
You stupid bleating lamb
I don't care if you sacrifice
I don't care if you cry
If you can't face this simple truth
Just go ahead and die
She actually had a pretty good voice, especially when she wasn't trying to scream every other syllable. Of course, it wouldn't be a complete song without some screaming, as he saw as she built to the chorus. It wasn't too bad though. The effect of head banging with long fluorescent hair in flashing lights was interesting, and she did have a certain charisma.
Overall, the music was pretty dark, but with this punk energy that kept it from being depressing. The people around evidently got into it pretty hardcore. There were a few more songs, another costume change to black and neon blue, and then of course the obligatory encore after everything had played out. It wasn't his favorite musical style but he could see where using the singer as a model had potential.
He watched Sakura out of the corner of his eye. He could tell she was sizing up the singer's clothes, and those of the rest of the band. He wondered if she had recognized Shin and Shino. Probably. He doubted she was really paying attention to anything besides ideas of how to redress them more effectively.
By the end of the concert, he was hot and sweaty in spite of trying to dress for the crowd. Sasuke was probably even worse, though. They waited for the people around the stage to thin out a bit before Shikamaru motioned for them to follow him backstage.
. . .
Sasuke followed the blond backstage. The concert really had not been his favorite type of music. It was annoying and loud and only marginally better than most of the crap put out by the music industry, in his opinion. Still, it was better – at least Sasori believed in letting musicians try and write their own things once in a while, and he hadn't minded the instrumental pieces that went on while the singer was offstage.
They were led into a long thin room with mats on the floor and a small seating area with a couple of couches and chairs around a low coffee table. The band members were still getting out of their costumes, so only a few people were milling around. One of the guys seated around the table looked up curiously when they entered, and then blinked his eyes in amazement.
"Naruto? Sakura?" he asked, jumping to his feat and coming to them. He hugged Sakura and high-five Naruto.
"Kiba! Dude, Ino told me you were over here for a concert, I had no clue it was this one!" the blond exclaimed excitedly. Sasuke looked the new man over. He was kind of shaggy looking, with brunet hair and a sharp grin. The raven poked Naruto unobtrusively.
"What?" Naruto asked, looking back. "Oh! Kiba, this is Sasuke. Sasuke, Kiba. Kiba's one of my oldest friends and Jiji's editor. Um, and Sasuke's…" The blond paused, looking the raven up and down, and then smirked. "Sasuke's with the company we came over to meet with and he's um, new."
Both Sasuke and Kiba raised an eyebrow at this, and Naruto just shrugged. Sakura snickered at him, and then was called away by Shikamaru when the singer and guitarist came out. Naruto followed when he saw the the keyboardist and the drummer, leaving Sasuke with Kiba. They sized each other up a moment, then started walking towards the others, hanging back far enough that they didn't have to be involved in the blond's overly animated conversation.
"So, you're 'new', eh?" Kiba said finally.
"Hn."
The brunet frowned. It looked like his gaze was on the evidence displayed around Naruto's neck. "Well, just don't hurt him," he muttered, turning to glare at the raven. "He's not just some quick fuck."
Sasuke raised an eyebrow. Whatever he was going to reply was cut off by a statement from a newcomer to the room, who took one look at Naruto and said, "Hey, dickless."
Naruto sputtered for a moment, and then said, "Sai! You jerk! I told you to stop calling me that!"
Sasuke frowned to himself, looking at the pale black-haired man. Sai? Where had he heard that name before?
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Carousel - awww, thanks! Yeah, I like both pairs. I didn't mean to do the ItaDei in this story, but couldn't help it. And Sasu & Naru are getting a bit sad :( poor babies. We'll just have to see how things go.
Prism0467 - LOLOLOL ^_^ Hey, some married couples can be happy! Relationships just take work... and investing in intamacy... and pushing for deeper closeness (and sometimes just deeper and deeper..um, yeah).
richon - aww, but Sasu's sometimes a stubborn boy :( Glad you like the photography!!
kanazerosukenaru - mmm, itachi is, um, well it's not that he's not supportive... it's just that he's a bit twisted? mwuhaha. As for Haku, I dunno. But, who knows what the future will hold :)
airhead622 - hehe, yeah. I'm kinda looking forward to having this one finished though *ducks* but we aren't as close to the end as one might think.
BTW, extra cookies for anyone who gets where I got the inspiration for the title :)
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