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Desert Flowers Still Have Thorns Completed	By : Royality Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Naruto/Sasuke Views: 1296 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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When Kankuro woke up, the sun was starting to set. Laying in a small, strange bed, he was still rather naked. It smelled nice though, wherever he was, but his head was pounding heavily. Reaching up to rub the damp, dark hair, he noticed an ice pack resting up there. Sitting up slowly, a warm, dark green blanket slid off of the bare chest. To the corner of the room, huddled in front of a small television with a cup of ramen, was the beauty who hit him so hard with a scrub brush, it knocked him out cold for a couple of hours. Hearing the shuffling, Akane turned to see Kankuro finally awake. Already in the skin tight, black bodysuit of a uniform with white armor padding that covered the chest, shoulders, elbows, groin, and knees, the Vanguard picked up an extra cup of noodles he made and walked over to the bed.
Sitting down, Akane had some remorse, if only for breaking the back scrubber. "Hungry?" With unbroken chopstick on top, dinner was generously shared. Pulling the ice pack off , Kankuro nodded. With a thankful bow, the chopsticks were broken apart to begin eating with. Neither one of them really know what to talk about. When something did come to mind, they both spoke up at the same time. "Sorry." It was said in unison, making both men flush red in the face and look away. Sighing, Akane stood up first to tie the red sash to the narrow waist.
"I have to go on patrol, so finish up and then leave." Looking down, the softly glowing, light-green eyes narrowed. "And don't come back." Once the knot was tied, he moved to pick up the tall black boots by the door, remaining standing and leaned over as they were pulled on one at a time. "That's cold, you know. I thought we were at least friends..." Kankuro admitted actually being a bit upset to the harshness he was being treated by. "We're not friends. You had it in your head that I was some floozy girl you were hitting on and interfering with my job. Anyone other than the Kazekage's brother would of been thrown in the stocks." Growling, Kankuro moved to stand, cup of noodles still in hand.
"Hey! Wait just a damn minute! Gaara is my younger brother, but that's got nothing to do with how you treated me. You like me too!"
Annoyed, Akane turned and pointed. "You're still naked, you know and I put boiling water in that cup." Looking down, the puppet master blushed and suddenly panicked at what was so incredibly dangerous in hand. He quickly put it down on the table and backed away. "Where are my clothes....Oh. There they are...wow, you even folded them." Smiling, he at least slipped the shorts back on. Rolling eyes, Akane just continued to get ready for work. "Whatever. Just leave quietly and make sure no one sees you. Not everyone can be the Kazekage's useless brother and be rich from doing nothing. Some of us have real jobs and living expenses..."
Looking dejected, Kankuro looked around. It was a ramshackle sort of place Akane lived in, despite being Vice-Captain. He wondered where all of the money he was paid actually went too. "Why do you live like this? Don't captains, like...live pretty good? All the ones I've seen live pretty nice..." Moving to a wall, Kankuro ran his fingers down an old crack in it that went from nearly ceiling to floor. Akane completely ignored the question as he pulled up the facial mask. Opening the door, he promptly left and closed it. The slamming startled Kankuro, who was suddenly left alone. Running to the window, he looked out, yelling. "Akane! Hey! OY!" Akane turned to glare up at the window only for a seconds before running off. Sighing, Kankuro turned to look at the miserable room again. He didn't honestly feel like leaving and had nowhere to go. Damn head still hurt anyway. Pulling off the shorts, he moved to sit back down on the bed. Flopping on his back, he stared at the water-stained ceiling, recently patched for leaks. The sweet smell of some flower tickled the nose, as the headache made eyelids heavy. It wasn't until a few hours before dawn did the door open again to the apartment. Clicking a light on, Akane returned with several small bags that were picked up from a convenience store that was open at these hours. It had a few fresh fruits and vegetables, but mostly packages of instant food. He also wasn't very surprised that Kankuro was still sleeping on his bed.
Sighing, he simply continued to unpack his food, even bought himself a new scrub brush to replace that one that broke over Kankuro's large head. Putting a can of cold tea to the intruder's face, the man finally stirred in his sleep. The eyes opened slowly with a smile. "You came back?"
"I live here, where the fuck else would I go? Why are you still in my room?"
"Huh?" Looking around, he noticed he must of fell asleep again. "Oh...right. My head was pounding and I got here. There is this really nice smell...it's relaxing...Is that you?" Glaring, Akane pushed the cold can to Kankuro's face again. "I don't know what you're talking about. Drink this and get out. I'm tired."
Getting up like a fussy cat, Akane moved to get his own can and cracked it open. He really did enjoy cold green tea, it was his favorite thing. Looking to the can, the dark-haired man smiled. "Thanks. This is your favorite right? You always get these from the vending machine when you're on duty." Shrugging, Akane sat on the floor as he cut on his TV, keeping a good distance. After a brisk sip, the older man continued. "I was thinking that I basically know everything about you. Your favorite foods, color, spots in town, what you like and don't like..."
"You really are some sort of rapist, pervert stalker..."
"I am not! But I really like you. I mean, I don't like that you're a guy. My brother is queer, my friends are queer. I don't like guys!" Turning back to the TV, Akane only huffed like there was a point to all of this. Standing up, Kankuro came over. The red head looked up as he was squatted down next too. Once eye level, the large green eyes blinked to a smirking face. "You know, you smell really good." Furrowing the red eyebrows, the pouty pink mouth open to protest, but was suddenly kissed. It wasn't just a gently kiss to the lips, but a deep tonguing kiss that tickled the depths nearly to the back of the throat. Mortified, Akane was frozen until Kankuro pulled away. "Hm, that wasn't as terrible as I thought....Could use some work on..." A right hook made contact with the puppeteer's chin. Nearly hyperventilating, Akane was in a panic.
"You son of a bitch! How dare you! FUCK! What am I going to do now...shit, shit, shit..." Rubbing the sore cheek, Kankuro just blinked.
"Why are you so mad? It was just a kiss. I was just testing..."
"You kissed me and you didn't know what it even MEANT! You son of a bitch! I should have you hanged for that!"
"Hey..calm down. Just tell me what's so wrong, it was just a..."
Stopping the pacing, Akane glared. "It wasn't just a kiss! You don't know a damn thing about me, you Asshole! I'm not suppose to be...and you...Fuck..." Falling to the floor, the poor young male looked close to tears. Suddenly, Kankuro felt terribly guilty. "Hey...Hey what is it? What I do? I'm sorry..." Coming over, he sat upon his knees in front of Akane. Sighing, the red-head just looked down.
"The Vanguard are monks. We're trained to fight and we live a simple life. We don't eat meat and we definitely do not kiss. In fact, we take vows...I can't...I can't go back to the temple now after our assignment is over. I'm bruised like a picked flower..." After calming down a bit, Akane figured that Kankuro was too stupid to get it anyway. "You want to know what that smell was? That's our traditional powers. Our symbol is the red hibiscus." Opening a closed hand, it glowed a gentle light green and a visible trumpet flower blossomed. The smell once again tickled Kankuro's nose. "It's a symbol of our purity."
While Kankuro thought that was one of the most beautiful things he's ever heard and seen, he suddenly remember that he just kissed the guy. "Wait, so you're going to lose your fighting powers?" Akane shook his head. "No, but I'll be tainted. I can't go back to the garden if I'm tainted..." Tears suddenly came down from the big green eyes, sobbing softly.
"I...uh...Shit." Nervously, Kankuro racked his brain. He had no idea that Akane was such a sensitive creature. "I...uh...Marry me?"
"Not a chance in Hell." The tears suddenly stopped as Akane stuck his tongue out. "Pervert rapist. You're really stupid."
"Eh?"
"Do you really think I was serious about all that?" Kankuro only blinked.
"Weren't you?"
"No. Now get out of my house." Eyes narrowing, Kankuro stood.
"You're a piece of work." Standing, he turned to leave. "You know, I really do like you. But you're just like everyone else." The door slammed as Akane sighed in relief. Little did Kankuro know, that he actually was serious. Touching the violated lips, Akane's heart sank a bit. The tears that he managed to stop started again as he leaned onto his hands to cry softly alone in the room Even just a kiss, he had already broken vows and would not be able to face the elders after the mission, but there was also a part of him that was fond of Kankuro as well. He rather be hated by that man then suddenly a burden. What sort of loser takes up a marriage to the Kazekage's brother and become another useless trophy like that white-haired guy. There wasn't anyone in the world would want a crumpled flower. "Hey, I forgot my underwe...are you crying?" The door had openly slowly and quietly as Kankuro came back, Akane didn't notice.
"Why the hell are you crying?" Moving to wipe the tears away, Akane just huffed.
"I'm not crying. Here." He went to pick up the black boxers, holding them out at arm's length. "Not like I want to keep them." Looking at the underwear, a hand reached out, but grabbed Akane by the wrist instead. Pulling him close, Kankuro's serious dark eyes looked deeply into the sad, green ones that were red and watery from sobbing. "What are you..."
Akane's question was cut off by another kiss. This one was hotter than the first, his mouth breathed heavily into. "If I did it once, I can do it more right? It's already too late anyway."
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