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Housemates	By : oraday Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1086 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Sasuke smirked as he stood over the sleeping form of Naruto. He pushed back
the blond locks that sweat had matted to Naruto's face. He was sure
the blond belonged to him now. Considering the little show he'd just
witnessed, he was sure Naruto felt for him the same as Sakura had.
Maybe it was a little genuine, because it was Naruto after all, but
Sasuke figured it couldn't be true love since the blind lust of old
was present. Either way, he could surely get Naruto to aid him in any
way necessary and that was what mattered. He didn't need love. Sasuke
let his eyes linger on the prone form before him for just a second
more and then walked out of the room.
After
killing Orochimaru, he had managed to kill Kabuto as well. The sannin
hadn't been a challenge since he had been ill, but defeating Kabuto
had not been as easy. It hadn't been very close, however, and he'd
made it out of the fight with minor injuries. His six-hour journey
from Sound to Konoha had been non-stop and he hadn't taken care of
any of his wounds, though.
Sasuke
walked over to the bathroom and stripped himself of his clothes
deciding a shower would be best to clean himself thoroughly.
Confident that Naruto wouldn't wake up, and not really caring if he
did, Sasuke turned on the water, waiting until it reached a
satisfactory temperature. After waiting for two minutes, he noticed
the water was actually getting colder and he resigned himself to an
uncomfortable shower under luke-warm water. It wasn't as if a hot
shower would help his 'problem' anyways.
Sasuke
was a normal teenager, biologically, and Naruto... Well the idiot
looked undoubtedly sexy while masturbating, thinking about him no
less. Unbidden, images from just five minutes ago came to Sasuke's
mind. He stroked himself expertly, only panting quickly as he worked
himself towards completion. With a final, squeeze, he came,
suppressing a groan and spurting cum over the walls of Naruto's
shower.
Sasuke
rinsed the cum off the walls and cleaned himself off speedily. He
pulled back the shower curtain and grabbed a towel that was hanging
off a hook on the door. He was glad to find it was dry, even if it
did smell like Naruto. He rubbed his hair to dry it then meticulously
patted his flawless face dry. God did that towel smell like Naruto,
it reeked of the blond. He rubbed the towel over his body before
wrapping the it around his waist. Just as he was bending towards his
backpack to get some boxers, the door to the bathroom opened, coutesy
of Naruto. A very naked Naruto
Sasuke
smirked as Naruto stared at him, the blond's eyes wide and mouth
hanging open. He grabbed his backpack and stood. He turned and
lightly smack Naruto's chin, thus startling the boy out of his
stupor. Before Naruto could scream some obscenity, Sasuke dropped the
towel around his waist and continued onwards to the living room as if
walking around naked in front of Naruto was perfectly normal.
Sasuke
found himself smirking again, a record high for these past three
years. Normally, he would be completely adverse to manipulating the
stupid attraction people had for him, but considering it was Naruto,
he didn't really mind. He could always enjoy one-upping and
manipulating Naruto. He pulled out some boxers and put them on before
sitting on the couch, the smirk still on his face, knowing Naruto
would be running over to him soon enough.
Just
as Sasuke had predicted, a shorts and t-shirt clad Naruto ran into
the living room, his mouth dropping open when he noticed Sasuke
sitting on his couch. Before Sasuke could get another word out,
Naruto rushed at him, readying a punch. Sasuke easily blocked it, and
delivered a kick of his own. Naruto dodged as well and stood, staring
at Sasuke.
The
silent, still blond unnerved Sasuke a little. He had fully expected
for Naruto to attempt to pummel him. Naruto just stood there, with
his head now bowed, not saying or doing anything. Sasuke began to
cautiously walk towards him, wondering what the hell was wrong with
the normally hyperactive idiot he'd befriended.
Suddenly,
Naruto pointed at him and with a big smile on his face, said, �Ha!
I told that old hag! I always knew you were a crafty bastard. So
how'd you do it?� Naruto started to hop lightly in excitement.
�How'd you escape? Who killed Orochimaru? Was it you? I bet it was
you, wasn't it? Ne--�
Sasuke
put his hand over Naruto's mouth, enjoying the blush that appeared
over the blond's cheeks. He should have known that Naruto wasn't
going to be quiet for long. Still, he was surprised that Naruto would
so readily assume that he had been the one to defeat Orochimaru. Did
the blond always have this much confidence in him? Sasuke removed his
hand from Naruto's lips, thinking Naruto would be quiet now. Sasuke's
conjecture was right and he walked over to the couch, taking an
ointment, gauze strips, and surgical tape out of his pack and setting
each item on the coffee table. It was then that Naruto noticed
Sasuke's wounds.

�Oh! Lemme help. Tsunade made Sakura teach me
some basic medical stuff so I can help.�
Sasuke
nodded, knowing it would be easier to have Naruto take care of any
injuries on his back. As Naruto began to concentrate on a long,
though shallow gash across Sasuke's back, he tried to converse with
Sasuke again. �So you beat him. How was it? Did you try a new jutsu
on him, or?...�
�Hn.
He was ill; he was weak, so I attacked. It was easy.� Sasuke didn't
flinch or tense as Naruto applied ointment to his wound.
Naruto
finished covering Sasuke's back wound with some gauze strips and
surgical tape. �What do you mean 'he was ill'?� Naruto asked as
he applied some ointment to Sasuke's scraped triceps and elbow.
�He
was ill because of the body-switching jutsu. He needed to change into
a new vessel and I sure as hell wasn't going to be it.�
�Oh,�
was all Naruto could utter as he gently massaged the ointment into
Sasuke's small injury. He covered the scrape with more gauze strips
and surgical tape and frowned as he noticed he was done with Sasuke's
back. He had wanted to say something about how it was not honorable
to defeat an incapacitated opponent like that, but he couldn't help
but feel glad that Sasuke was finally free from Orochimaru. Most of
all, he was glad Sasuke had come back, come to him, no less. He would
make sure Sasuke wouldn't leave this time, and if Sasuke even tried,
he'd totally kick his ass. He swore to himself at that moment that
he'd be strong enough to keep Sasuke here.
�Hurry
up, usuratonkachi. My wounds need tending, I don't need a massage.�
It
was then that Naruto noticed that he had unconsciously been kneading
Sasuke's shoulder. Of course, he wouldn't admit he'd done anything
wrong, so he responded with an insult. �Shut up, teme. I'm just
doing you and your sore muscles a favor.�
Though
he wanted to say he didn't need any favors, Sasuke settled for
distracting the blond. �Well finish tending to my wounds like
you're supposed to and you can give me a massage later.�
Naruto
was shocked and a blush covered his face. His eyes widened and he
removed his hand from Sasuke's shoulder as though he'd been burned.
He stood in front of Sasuke, pointing a finger in the Uchiha's face.
�Eh! You ungrateful bastard. I'm not gonna do stuff for you just
'cause you tell me to. Plus, the only reason I'm doing this for you
is so that you can be done faster and we can go see Tsunade-baachan.
She's got this crazy idea that you're dead and they found your body.
Hey, how'd you do that anyways?� Naruto looked at Sasuke
expectantly.
�Hn,
first things first. I will not be going to see anybody. In fact, no
one is to know I'm here. If anyone finds out I'm here, you can be
guaranteed that I'll leave.�
Naruto,
of course, didn't take Sasuke's announcement very well. �WHAT! What
the hell are you talkin' about? We gotta let Tsunade know there's not
some big evil guy out there that killed you and Orochimaru and all.
Plus, since you killed an S-class criminal that murdered the Hokage,
you could become... I dunno jounin or somethin'.�
Sasuke
wanted to point out that he too was an S-class criminal, but he knew
that wouldn't help matters. No, at this moment, he had to appeal to
those useless emotions Naruto felt for him. �I can't do that. I
already told you, I won't and I'll leave if you even try to tell
anyone I'm here. Figure it out dobe, if I wanted them to know I was
alive, I wouldn't have left that replica of my body there,� Sasuke
responded, indirectly answering Naruto's previous question.
�But--�
�Don't.�
Naruto
stared at Sasuke. He wanted to dispute. He wanted to kick and punch
some sense into the bastard, but he knew it would be a losing battle.
That's what it always was with Sasuke, a losing battle. But Naruto
had already sworn to himself that he wouldn't lose this time. Oh,
he'd let Sasuke have his way now, but eventually, he would be the one
to win and he'd make sure Sasuke was happy about it! He'd win this
war! With new resolve, though still reluctant to let Sasuke have his
way, he growled out, �fine.�
Sasuke
smirked for the fourth time that day, feeling like a child who'd just
been given a new, expensive toy. �Finish up, dobe.� Sasuke looked
up at Naruto, mischief practically shining in his eyes. He was almost
enjoying messing around with the dobe.
�Eh?
Finish up what?� Naruto sat on the coffee table, in front of
Sasuke, expressing his confusion by raising an eyebrow and furrowing
the other while pouting.
�Sterilizing
and bandaging my wounds,� Sasuke said as if it was the most obvious
thing in the world.
Naruto
rolled his eyes and sighed in exasperation. He stood up and walked
over to the kitchen, calling out over his shoulder, �do it
yourself.� Naruto grabbed a teapot, filled it with water, and set
it on the stove.
Sasuke
scowled, displeased at having been denied something he'd wanted.
�It'll be faster if you do it so get back here.�

Naruto
sighed again, his patience being worn down. He walked to the entrance
of the kitchen and poked his head out into the living room. �Dammit
teme,� he growled, �it's not like you can't do it yourself. Plus,
since you aren't going anywhere, like you said before, then you can
take your time. You don't need me to do it for you.�
Sasuke
glared at Naruto, unyielding in his demand. �You said you'd do it
so get over here and do it.�
Naruto
rolled his eyes and walked back towards Sasuke, sitting at the coffee
table. �Damn, you whine so much. Did Orochimaru really baby you or
something?�
Sasuke
didn't dare dignify that with a response. He grabbed the ointment and
held it out for Naruto to take.
Naruto
took the ointment and spread some onto his fingers. It was then that
he noticed he wasn't taking care of Sasuke's back anymore, it was
Sasuke's front. Sasuke's front with all those chiseled muscles...
Naruto mentally slapped himself, clearing his mind of the thoughts
he'd labeled 'stupid teenage stuff'. He concentrated on the gash that
ran across Sasuke's left pectoral and coated the wound with the
ointment. He placed guaze strips over it and secured them with the
surgical tape. Satisfied with his work, Naruto scanned the torso
before him for any more wounds. There were some scratches and scrapes
which he put some ointment on, but they didn't need to be covered so
he capped the ointment once he was done, placed it on the table, and
stood up. Just as he was about to walk back to the kitchen, Sasuke
grabbed his wrist.
�You're
forgetting something,� Sasuke stated as his hand clenched around
Naruto's wrist.
Naruto
pulled his arm away from Sasuke, not surprised when Sasuke didn't let
go and instead tightened his hold on him. He groaned, �Dammit.
What's with you? What do you want now?�
�Hn,
that massaged you promised. I'll go lay down on your bed. Bring my
bag with you, I have a small bottle of therapeutic oil in there.�
Naruto
stood, shell-shocked as he watched Sasuke walking towards his room.
He replayed Sasuke's words in his head and noted that Sasuke had
mentioned laying down on his bed. Naruto then recalled what he had
done in the bed moments before and ran quickly, shooting past Sasuke
and jumping on his bed. He had gotten there just in time, for Sasuke
was barely reaching out to draw the conspicuous blanket back.
Sasuke
just crossed his arms and stared at Naruto, knowing full well that
Naruto was trying to hide the evidence of his earlier activity.
Naruto's
mind worked on overdrive, trying to find an excuse for his behavior.
He settled on the first thought that came to mind and declared, �I
don't want your Uchiha cooties on my bed. Just 'cause your stayin'
here, doesn't mean I want you touching everything.�
Sasuke
smirked, the suggestive thought of 'are you sure you don't want me to
touch everything?' running through his mind. He steadied
himself by placing his hands on the bed and leaned close to Naruto so
he was face to face with the blond. His smirk became all the more
prominent as he saw the blush Naruto had managed to keep at bay
suddenly made itself very apparent.
�Wha-what
are you doing?� Naruto asked, his heart beating quickly.
Sasuke
abruptly pushed Naruto onto his back and then laid down on his side,
next to the stunned blond. He wiggled into the the bed to purposely
anger Naruto by ensuring that his 'Uchiha cooties' permeated the bed.
He then felt something slightly damp beneath his rib-cage and smirked
as a new opportunity to torture and embarrass Naruto presented
itself. He sat up and patted the visibly damp spot on the blanket.
�Still wet the bed, dobe?�
Naruto,
gaped, completely mortified at the moment. He'd thought he couldn't
possibly be more embarrassed than when he had walked in on Sasuke in
the bathroom, but it seemed that hadn't been enough embarrassment for
one day. Of course, even this wasn't enough. It just had to get
worse.
Sasuke
pulled the cover back, revealing to all the world of Naruto's room
the white, viscous matter that was the cause of the small wet spot on
the thin blanket. He looked at Naruto, who's attention was completely
centered on the white substance.
Sasuke,
in a stroke of insane genius, found a way to actually make things
worse. He decided there wasn't enough ambiguity present; things were
still too platonic to be misconstrued... Point was, he needed Naruto
to be utterly confused. A good, old-fashioned mind-fuck was the best
method of manipulation, after all. It was with those thoughts that
Sasuke pressed his finger into Naruto's semen and put said finger
into his mouth. He smirked, noting that Naruto's eyes followed his
every move. He sucked on his finger lightly and released the digit
with a small 'pop'. �I suppose the massage can wait till later. You
really should clean this up,� Sasuke said before getting off the
bed and walking over to the living room.
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That was really the best place to end it so the chapter wouldn't end up freakishly long. Expect an update this weekend if not tomorrow. :)
Oh, and the smex will not be instantaneous (as much as I'd like it to be). Sasuke isn't molesting Naruto because he's being a super perv. He's trying to manipulate the lust he perceives Naruto has for him. Was that made clear in this chappie? If it wasn't, please let me know so I'll concentrate on establishing that concept in the next chapter.
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