All In | By : momhuey8 Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Naruto/Sasuke Views: 1711 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Naruto looked up as Neji and Sasuke entered the room. The pain in his head was considerably less today and his first reaction at seeing Neji was delight. He almost smiled until he realized that Neji had been in his mind too, witness to every thought and fantasy and weakness he’d ever had. He deflated.
Sasuke had seen the spark of life come and go, and gathered his resolve around him. He draped his arm across Neji’s shoulders and ushered him into the room. After pushing the older brunette in a seat, he stopped at Naruto’s chair and placed a tender kiss on his lips. Then he hopped up to sit on the edge of the bed.
“I’ve convinced Neji to join our little sharing circle,” Sasuke said lightly. "At first he seemed reluctant,” Sasuke continued with an affectionately disgruntled tone. “But I convinced him that many shinobi prefer pink undergarments.”
Something about Sasuke’s delivery and the look on Neji’s face caught Naruto just right and a bark of laughter escaped him. Sasuke hadn’t heard such a thing in so long that his breath caught and a lump formed in his throat. He pushed it aside, however and continued.
“In fact, I assured him that there was at least one ninja who walks around in orange boxers decorated with green frogs.”
”Of course,” Neji said smoothly, “I informed Uchiha that I patently don’t believe that. No self respecting ninja would be caught dead in such garments.” Another bark of laughter escaped Naruto.
Neji stayed for a couple of hours and, only in the interest of medical science, he insisted, did he share several incidents embarrassing enough to make Naruto blush.
Finally Neji stood to leave, his bucket of dignity much lighter. He shook Naruto’s hand and Sasuke walked him to the hall.
“Thank you, Neji.”
“No, thank you. Can I join you again soon?”
Sasuke snorted. “I expect your ass in that chair every day from now until this is over.”
Sasuke fidgeted uncharacteristically for a moment. “I really don’t want to keep rehashing this, but I want you to know that I really, truly wish there was…”
“Stop. I’ve lost nothing. I can’t lose what I never had.” He held his hand out and Sasuke took it in a firm grip.
“But I have gained something unexpected. My life is richer for it.”
Sasuke squeezed his hand. “Mine as well.” He released Neji’s hand. “Now get some sleep tonight and we’ll hit it again in the morning.”
Neji left feeling better than he had in a week.
Naruto looked warily at Sasuke as the brunette crawled into bed and knelt over him, his hands planted on either side of his head.
“Konoha Meeting Hall? Tch! More like Leaf Stadium.”
“Huh?”
Sasuke raised a brow but said nothing.
“Oh.” Naruto suddenly understood what Sasuke had viewed this morning. His face reddened.
“Are you mad?”
“Hn.” Sasuke eyed him for another second then covered Naruto’s lips with his own.
“I think I might actually have some relatives out there.”
Naruto relaxed, then snickered. “I thought so, too.”
After another several days, Naruto’s mind had calmed greatly. They estimated that they had eliminated slightly more than half of the false memories. The space that was the visualization of the blond’s mind was much less cluttered.
Thanks to the narcotics, Naruto’s real memories continued to pop up randomly and swirl around them, although in a less frantic manner.
Neji found Sasuke frozen in place one morning just before they quit for the day.
“Neji, look.”
The Hyuuga followed Sasuke’s gaze to the scenes that had gripped him.
The blond and the brunette were leaning shoulder to shoulder against the Uchiha border wall, taking a break from pulling weeds. The scene had a calm tranquility as Naruto held Sasuke’s hand and played absently with his fingers.
“You smell like fish.”
Naruto pouted playfully. “Tell you what. I promise not to tell anyone that you like to bake if you promise not to tell anyone that I fell into the Koi pond.”
“Are we bargaining for just this time, or does it also include the other three times you fell in?” Naruto laughed out loud.
“Naruto, do you know what this is?”
“A sock?”
“Half right, usuratonkachi. It’s an inside-out sock." Sasuke shook the sock toward Naruto's face. "I’ve asked you a dozen times to turn your socks right side out before throwing them in the laundry."
Naruto blinked. Then blinked again. “You called me in from rounds to talk to me about socks...”
“Do you think I like sticking my hand inside your dirty socks?”
“So don’t do my socks.”
“I have to. You’re too busy capturing, processing and interrogating every fruit fly that has the misfortune of wandering into Uchiha airspace.”
Naruto just looked at Sasuke a moment, then reached for a sock on top of the pile and slid it over his hand. He calmly twisted it and tucked it around his thumb and fingers until it resembled a featureless little head.
He brought it to his ear and looked at the ceiling, nodding, as the little woolen mouth worked for several moments.
“Yeah. Uh huh. I see.” Naruto said, then shrugged. “Well, it’s your call. A sock’s gotta do what a sock’s gotta do.”
Naruto looked at Sasuke impassively.
“Mr. Sock,” he turned the stinky little face toward Sasuke, “says to quit nagging before he punches you in your vagina.”
Sasuke couldn’t help it. A snort of laughter escaped him. Then another. Then another.
After a moment he had collapsed into the laundry basket, his laughter wheezing in and out of his chest.
Sasuke was walking, naked, from the bathroom to the bedroom after his shower. Naruto was sitting on the couch finishing a mission report.
“Hey you.”
Sasuke paused and raised an eyebrow in Naruto’s direction.
“Yeah. You with the bangin’ body.”
Sasuke’s lip twitched.
“You like festivals?”
Sasuke raised his other brow.
Naruto rubbed his crotch. “There’s one going on here.”
Sasuke walked over to the couch. “There’s a festival in your shorts?”
Naruto nodded, a sensuous smirk on his face.
“Are you sure it’s a festival and not a circus of oddities?”
“Yep." Naruto shifted his hips and rubbed some more. "Home of the…biggest…thrillingest…ride on earth,” Naruto drawled.
“Aren’t festival rides for children?”
“Not this one.” Naruto held his hand up to Sasuke’s twitching dick. “You have to be this tall to ride and it’s not recommended for the elderly, sick, pregnant or feint of heart.”
“So it’s a rough ride?” Sasuke said, biting his cheek.
“Smooth as glass. What do you say? Want to take a spin before the line forms?”
Sasuke couldn’t answer because he was biting his cheek, his eyes watering.
“Or, if you prefer…fireworks, I can show you fireworks.”
“He makes me laugh.” Sasuke whispered to Neji. “I can’t go back to a life without that.”
That afternoon, Naruto slept from the moment Neji had left until early evening. His sleep seemed deep and peaceful.
Finally he stirred and as he stretched languidly, Sasuke perched on the edge of the bed. After settling back into the pillow with a yawn, Naruto opened his eyes. Then he smiled sleepily up at Sasuke.
“Hey, bastard.” His voice was sleep roughened as he reached out and ran a finger down Sasuke’s arm.
A choked sound burst from Sasuke and tears spilled over his lashes. Naruto sat up and gripped his shoulders.
“What’s wrong?”
Sasuke pulled Naruto into his arms and buried his head in the warm neck.
“You smiled.” He held the blond head close.
Sasuke got his first real night’s sleep in months wrapped in Naruto’s arms, his head where he could hear each slow, steady beat of his lover’s heart.
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