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Deception - COMPLETE	By : kizukatana Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Naruto/Sasuke Views: 11937 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto and make no money on anything I write

Chapter List
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Warning: Hard yaoi (18+) in this chapter, and some disturbing imagery.
Author's note: This chapter references one of my favorite 'badass Naruto' scenes in the manga. Can you find it? :-) Special thanks to BriEva for being my beta and helping me choose my victims, and to WordWriter for giving me advice and reading through it as well.
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Naruto forced himself to try to stay focused on his surroundings. He could feel a dull ache in his shoulder and a sharper pain in his right hand, but the rest of his body seemed to still be operational. He had to keep fighting. He couldn't let go.
He locked eyes with the man he was battling, his surroundings shifting back between the present and the past. But he would only focus on this man. He was in both places, and Naruto knew he could not let him go. His hand tightened, and the sharp pain increased, but Naruto only gripped harder.
The man's eyes widened, and Naruto saw a flicker of fear and surprise in them. Naruto lunged forward, his fingers held straight and rigid to deliver a knife strike to the man's throat and crush his windpipe. But the man anticipated, dodging the blow and delivering a sharp knee to Naruto's stomach, tugging to free his hand but Naruto wouldn't loosen his grip. Instead Naruto retaliated with full strength punch to the man's ribs, knowing he would not be able to avoid it.
The man was speaking but Naruto couldn't make out the words. There were too many sounds bombarding him at the same time, some from within his mind, some from outside it. A child crying. Sirens.
The man had shifted again, his foot raised to crush down on a woman's throat as she lay bleeding on the alley floor. Naruto released his grip, pivoting and sweeping his leg to deflect the blow before it landed, his hand striking out at the man's face as he fell. Was the woman already dead? A noise from behind him caused Naruto to turn. People running towards him.
Men shouting. Naruto looked back down at his hands. Full of blood. Someone was saying his name.
He was kneeling over the body of a woman. His mother? No… was it?
Where was Tobi?
He felt a hand on his shoulder, pulling him back. Tobi was there.
Naruto was on his feet in an instant, spinning around and grabbing the owner of the hand by the throat and slamming him into the brick wall of the alley. He looked into the widened black eyes of the man he held.
Naruto's head was pounding in rhythm with his heartbeat, like his body had too much blood and couldn't hold it. He knew those eyes. He had to stop himself. He had to stop.
"S-Sasuke?" Naruto could see the man's lips moving. "Why are you here?" the blond said, unknowingly speaking in Japanese, his mind still trapped between the present and the past.
"It's alright," Sasuke choked out, replying in the same language, his voice steady despite the pressure on his throat; the dark eyes were steady, locked on his, pulling at him, forcing Naruto to focus.
Naruto willed his fingers to loosen their grasp, closing his eyes tightly to try to erase images from the past that were leaking into the present. He felt the pressure of his shaking fingers on the pale throat ease.
"Naruto," a voice from behind him said. Gaara. Naruto turned, one hand still loosely touching Sasuke's throat, feeling the heavy gasps as the man sucked in air. Gaara looked at Naruto, glancing only briefly to ensure that Naruto was no longer in danger of crushing the Uchiha's trachea.
Naruto's eyes followed the short glance, and he dropped his hand away as though he'd burned it as he fully emerged back into the present. "Shit! Sasuke, did I… oh, fuck! Are you alright? Wait, Tobi!" Naruto said, spinning around, his eyes frantically searching the alley for any sign of his foe.
"He's gone," Sasuke said hoarsely, rubbing his hand lightly over his abused throat. "Shisui and Kakashi went after him. He jumped down a storm grate when we found the alley. The paramedics needed to be able to get to the woman. We needed to bring you back," Sasuke said, incredibly calm for a man who was being strangled less than two minutes ago.
Naruto looked down at the blood on his hands, a flash of real fear running through him. "Oh, god! Did I… is she… ?" Unable to voice his fears, Naruto looked helplessly from Gaara to Sasuke, wanting someone to fill in the gaps in his memory and let him know what had happened. He looked around the alley, seeing no sign of the husband. The paramedics were working on the woman, and the little boy was standing off to the side, looking at Naruto with wide eyes.
Police were everywhere. Kakashi had sent two men up the fire escapes to see if they could spot the killer while he, Shisui and six officers went down an open grate that led to the sewers where Tobi had disappeared.
"Tobi attacked the woman, and you blocked him," Gaara said, his voice flat. "The two of you were fighting when the police arrived. Luckily, the kid ran out into the street screaming his head off for the cops to come, or they might have been too late."
Naruto's eyebrows raised as he looked over to where the child was still watching him intently. "How… how did you guys get here so fast though? The address Tobi had sent us was on the other side of town, and the cab driver tossed the tracking device before we changed course."
Gaara stood there, simply looking at Naruto. Sasuke sighed when it became clear that Gaara wasn't going to say anything. "Your friend decided that the best way to keep track of you was to imbed a tracking device in your scalp while you were in Suna," Sasuke said, his voice still a bit rough but starting to return to normal.
Naruto gaped at Gaara. "What…? When did you…?"
Gaara shrugged. "It was in Madrid, actually. I wasn't sure what was going to happen when we got to Suna, but if things went wrong I wanted a way to be able to find you. It seemed prudent to leave it in place until after we dealt with the situation with Tobi as well."
Naruto's hands automatically went to his hair to try to find where the device was hidden, but Gaara's hand stopped him. "It's under your skin. You won't find it. Don't try."
Naruto blinked. "At some point, we're going to have a little chat about boundaries," he said, laughing a bit.
Gaara shrugged, turning to look towards the sewer grate that was still open. "Tobi knew what he was doing when he set this up."
Naruto followed Gaara's gaze, then turned back to look at the street sign behind them that showed what intersection it was. "Fuck," Naruto said.
"What?" Sasuke asked, trying to hide his annoyance at the nonverbal communication that the two men seemed to have.
"There is a major intersection of the storm sewer lines and some of the exhaust vents right here. There are literally a dozen different escape paths Tobi has from here," Naruto said, frustration edging his voice.
Gaara nodded tersely. "Kakashi recognized that, too. He sent a few guys up to the roofs to see if they could spot Tobi coming out, but…"
"He's gone," Naruto said, completing the thought. "Goddamit!"
He would have turned and punched the wall but a small tug on his pant leg stopped him. He looked down, surprised to see the young boy standing there.
"Hey," Naruto said, controlling his frustration and squatting down to be at eye level with the child. "You ok there, buddy?"
The boy looked at him a moment, as though not sure what to say. "You… you protected my mom when… when the man with the claw hand tried to… tried to…" the boy's lip quivered, but he swallowed and continued. "You saved her. How did you learn to fight like that?"
Naruto glanced over at Gaara before looking back at the boy. "What's your name?"
"I-Inari."
"Well, Inari. My name is Naruto. That man has tried to hurt me before," Naruto said, feeling the eerie sensation of déjà vu sweep over him as the memory of the happy family coming out of the restaurant played so closely to his own memories. "So I trained with my friend," he nodded his head toward Gaara. "And I got stronger so he couldn't hurt me again."
The child cocked his head to the side, looking at Naruto curiously. "You were… sorta scary when you fought him, though. You said stuff in a funny language. And… you didn't seem to always know where you were. Didn't it hurt?" the boy asked curiously, looking down at Naruto's bloody hand.
"Didn't what hurt?" Naruto asked.
"When the man attacked you with his claw, you just… grabbed the blades and held on. The man heard the sirens and was trying to get away, but you just held tighter. Even when he said all that scary stuff to you, it was like… nothing bothered you," they boy's voice was filled with awe, and not a little bit of fear.
Sasuke looked down at Naruto's hand, noticing for the first time that it was dripping with blood, not all of it from the body of the woman. "Shit! Naruto, your hand!" Sasuke gently lifted Naruto's hand by the wrist, looking at the two deep gashes where two of the sharp blades on Tobi's glove had gone right through the flesh.
With the fear and adrenaline pumping through Naruto's system on top of the disorientation from the flashback, Naruto had only registered a sort of non-responsiveness of the appendage, but not the full extent of the damage.
Sasuke called to get the attention of one of the paramedics, pulling Naruto to his feet and bringing him over to have his hand checked out.
Gaara crouched down, his attention caught by something the child had said. "What did the man say to Naruto that was so scary?"
Itachi had come up behind them, and was listening intently as well.
The little boy glanced over at Naruto and swallowed. "He said… he said that he had made a mistake, and he was going to punish him for it. And that he was also going to punish the people who had r-ruined him. Will he… will N-Naruto be ok?"
Gaara gave a tiny smile to the little boy. "You saw him fight, right?"
The little boy nodded, looking over at where Naruto was trying to pull back away from the paramedic who wanted to examine his hand while Sasuke was talking to him sternly, as though scolding a child.
"Do you think he can handle himself?" Gaara asked the boy.
The boy met the clear green eyes, and slowly nodded.
"Good. I do, too." Gaara stood and walked over to help Sasuke force Naruto to let the EMT treat his wounds.

Sasuke pinched the bridge of his nose as he listened to them argue. Naruto had point blank refused to go to a hospital, and the young EMT was emphatically explaining that there could be dirt and debris lodged in the wound, not to mention that there could be tendons or ligaments that had been severed and it really needed to be seen by a doctor.
When the EMT threatened to sedate him if he wouldn't be reasonable, Naruto's eyes glazed in panic while Gaara not so subtly began looking for an escape route for the two of them through the police barricade. Sasuke decided he needed to step in. "Naruto will be treated by my private physician. I will take him there immediately, but in order to prevent him from bleeding all over my brother's car, can you at least bandage the wound?"
The calm but commanding tone in Sasuke's voice settled the paramedic down. Sasuke could literally see the man breathe out a relieved sigh, and he agreed to treat Naruto as best as he could there as long as the blond would seek full treatment immediately. He quickly cleaned and wrapped a pressure bandage around Naruto's hand then tried to check Naruto for other wounds. Naruto knocked the guy's hands away with a growl, earning a glare from Sasuke.
"I'll let you play doctor when we get home," Naruto murmured. The cheesy come-on was spoiled by the growing pallor of his skin and the slight shaking of his hands. The downside of the fight being over was that now his adrenaline rush was fading and he could feel with unfortunate clarity exactly where two of the blades of Tobi's glove and pierced through his hand.
"If you're going to go into shock, don't do it in front of the fucking EMT who's already got a hard-on to get you admitted to a hospital," Gaara said, giving Naruto a little push away from the increasingly concerned paramedic. "He's fine," Gaara said over his shoulder while continuing to shove Naruto toward the car where Itachi was waiting. "His boyfriend's rich and will pay for a doctor. You won't get sued." Gaara just wanted to make it before Naruto passed out and earned himself a mandatory trip to the hospital.
Sasuke nodded to the paramedic and helped a shaky Naruto into the car, climbing in beside him. Gaara sat in the front next to Itachi, earning a slightly surprised look from Sasuke.
"His body is probably going into a bit of shock from the injury," Gaara said. "Have him bend down with his head between his legs."
Naruto gave Gaara a weak glare for talking about him as though he weren't there, but he leaned forward, following his friend's instructions. The two of them had been through things like this enough times to know the drill. Naruto was surprised when he felt the warmth of Sasuke's hand slowly rubbing up and down his back, soothing him.
"If you are going to get sick, let me know so I can pull over. I just had this cleaned," Itachi said casually, his eyes looking amusedly into the rearview mirror where his little brother was being uncharacteristically attentive. Itachi wished he had a video camera. This was fucking priceless. He turned his eyes back to the street when he received a heated glare from Sasuke through the mirror, his lips twitching with delight.
Gaara noted the exchange between the brothers and found it entertaining, though his face remained expressionless. "He won't throw up, but he might start dripping blood all over your carpets if we don't get going." He turned and looked back at Sasuke. "Was that just talk to save Naruto from a trip to the hospital, or do you actually have a doctor who will see him with no appointment, no insurance and no medical history?"
Naruto's head snapped up. "I'm fine. No hospital. What about..." Naruto paused. He had been about to say they should call Sakura, but he knew that Tobi would be out for revenge now. Anyone who was close to him was now a target. Sasuke, Gaara, and Sakura would likely be at the top of the list. Luckily Sakura was in protective custody, safely out of Tobi's reach. But if Naruto called her out, she would be at risk.
Sasuke pulled out his phone, looking up at Itachi. "Let's go to Shizune's office. I'll call her and let her know we're coming."
Naruto closed his eyes, but didn't disagree. He trusted Sasuke. "Fine," he grumbled, missing the surprised look Gaara sent him.
Naruto's face had grown increasingly pale. He closed his eyes, drawing deep breaths to still the dizziness and slight nausea of his body going into shock. It had happened many times before. He knew the signs, and how to counter them. He focused on the thought of cool water, running in a stream. He vaguely thought this might be a memory from someplace in his childhood, but he could never quite place it. It always calmed him and cleared the nausea.
Sasuke shifted slightly so Naruto was able to lean against his chest rather than just his arm, his face expressionless but his eyes showing concern. "You can't ever do anything the easy way, can you, Dobe? We won't go to a hospital unless you are dying, but we need to at least agree that you need to a doctor when you are seriously injured."
Naruto huffed out a small breath at the annoying pet name and managed a weak glare, but he was willing to compromise as long as there was no hospital involved. Private doctors were a luxury that he had never been able to afford, not exactly having health insurance in his line of work. Not to mention that doctors were required by law to report certain types of wounds to the police. Nagato had a doctor that Naruto would use when Akatsuki was still around. And when he wasn't an option, Sakura had been his only alternative to the emergency room. It felt… strange to have other options now.

The car ride home from the doctor's office to Sasuke's apartment went much more smoothly. Naruto's hand was wrapped in a gauze bandage, three stitches on each of the cuts that Tobi's blades had put through his hand. Shizune had agreed to see them, and checked for tendon and ligament damage. Miraculously, all that had been cut was muscle. It would take time to heal, but it wouldn't require surgery. After asking him in detail what types of medications he'd had reactions to in the past, she had told him that she had a type of local anesthetic that was not in the same class of chemicals as the ones he had reactions to and should pose no problem. Given that the blades had cut all the way through his hand, she needed to use something to be able to properly clean and stitch the wounds.
Sakura had made the same argument in the past, but Naruto hadn't been willing to chance it. He also had known that she would get in trouble if medicine went missing from the hospital with no patient record associated with it. Neither Gaara nor Naruto had wanted her to lose her job for helping them. But that wasn't an issue here, with Naruto there as a legitimate (mostly) patient. He had reluctantly agreed, and was relieved to find that his hand was completely numb, but otherwise he appeared to be ok.
Shizune had prescribed an antibiotic to prevent infection given how deep the wounds were, as well as a type of painkiller that was not morphine-based that she thought he could tolerate. Naruto had eyed the script skeptically, but Sasuke had grabbed the paper, telling Naruto that they might as well have it just in case. Naruto shrugged. He had no intention of taking it. He couldn't afford to have anything dull his senses right now. The antibiotic he'd do though. He wasn't a complete idiot.
"I thought that EMT was going to pass out when you told him to stitch your hand without anesthetics," Gaara smirked from where he was sitting next to Itachi again in the car.
Naruto leaned tiredly against Sasuke's shoulder in the back seat. "Hmmm," Naruto said, looking down at his tightly bandaged hand that he could not feel at all. "Hey, how did Itachi's car get to the alley, anyway? I thought I told you guys not to take a main exit."
Itachi looked back briefly. "We weren't sure how far you were going to go by car. Gaara, Sasuke and Kakashi went first, taking the tunnels and tracking the speed and direction you were going. After fifteen minutes, they called Shisui and me to pick them up and we followed by car the rest of the way. Tobi would have had to stop monitoring the building if he were going to keep track of you, so we figured it was safe to take the car and just go."
Naruto nodded.
"Did you deal any damage before he got away?" Gaara asked Naruto, his voice low. He knew the question would bother Naruto, but they had to know what kind of shape Tobi was in.
Naruto gritted his teeth in frustration. "I'm not… totally sure," he admitted, not certain which of his memories were real and which part of his mind's twisted defense mechanism to shield him from the past. "I think I cracked a rib or two of his when I had him by the blades. And I might have… I might hit one of his eyes pretty good," Naruto said, looking down at his bloody hands again, not sure whose blood was on it. "But the cab driver had taken my gun and my knife. All I had was my shoelace, and…" Naruto sighed, still feeling a little light-headed.
"Shoelace?" Sasuke asked, trying to figure out how that fit with 'gun' and 'knife' in terms of word association. One of these things was not like the others.
Gaara's lips twitched. "Shoelaces can work as a mediocre garrote. Too dull to cut, but high enough tensile strength to strangle. And highly portable."

They arrived back at Sasuke's apartment. Gaara went through and made sure all the curtains were closed tight in every room. They were all waiting tensely for Shisui and Kakashi to come back and let them know if they'd had any luck finding Tobi, though none of them held out much hope. Sasuke made Naruto sit down on the couch, which earned him an annoyed look from Naruto and an amused one from Gaara and Itachi.
Everyone looked up as the elevator chimed and Kakashi and Shisui walked into the apartment. Their expressions were confirmation that they had not found any sign of Tobi.
"Fuck," Naruto cursed, leaning back on the sofa. "This was all for nothing. And now Tobi knows I'm not going to be his partner. I lost the only advantage we had."
Gaara shifted. "Maybe. Maybe not. He still isn't following his normal pattern with you. He told you that he was going to come after 'the people who ruined you' first."
Naruto's eyes opened, and he tried to think back but the memories were muddled. "Did you hear him say that?"
Gaara shook his head. "The kid did. He was the only one with half a brain in that family. But he was worried about you."
Naruto gave a crooked smile. The kid had made it out ok. His mom was injured, but she'd live, as would his father. Maybe it hadn't all been for nothing after all. The thought somehow settled him. He couldn't change what had happened in his own past, but he had changed the fate of Inari. Inari wouldn't end up like him.
"You ok?" Gaara asked. Naruto knew that Gaara would have noticed the similarities. He didn't want to talk about that now.
"I'm tired," Naruto said, standing abruptly. "I'm going to go get cleaned up. We have no leads, so there's nothing urgent for us to discuss."
"Naruto -" Kakashi began.
"My hand hurts. And I need a shower." Naruto walked out of the room, closing the door to Sasuke's bedroom behind him.
Sasuke went to follow him, but Gaara's words stopped him. "Tobi was recreating it for Naruto. Making him re-live it."
Sasuke stopped, and turned to look at the red-head. "Re-live?"
Gaara stood and walked over to the window, where the curtains were drawn tight against any possible observation. "The night Naruto's parents were killed. The boy was the same age. Celebrating the same thing."
Sasuke's mind went back to the scene in the alley. Celebrations were the farthest thing on his mind, but there had been something…
The child's birthday crown. Sasuke felt a sickening, sinking feeling in his stomach.
"Did you ever wonder why Naruto never talks about how old he is?" Gaara asked. The others in the room were silent, listening, but this conversation was between Sasuke and Gaara.
"…" Sasuke only looked as comprehension slowly dawned. He had assumed Naruto just enjoyed playing off the fact that his face made his age hard to determine but…
"Would you keep track of your birthdays if this was what it represented to you?" Gaara asked.
Sasuke sighed, scrubbing his hands over his face. He looked over at Gaara, curious as to why the man was disclosing something like this to him. It was a sign of trust. One that he knew was difficult for a man like Gaara. His gaze went to the closed bedroom door. "When is it?" he asked quietly.
Gaara tilted his head to the side, then gave a small smile. "October tenth."
Only a couple of weeks away. Sasuke wasn't sure what he'd do, but he had wanted to know. "Thanks," he told the younger man.
Sasuke looked over to where others were watching him. "I'm going to go check on Naruto. I am assuming you will be making a short list of Tobi's likely targets and how to best leverage that to catch him. Naruto and I will catch up in a bit."

Sasuke walked into their bedroom to find Naruto just sitting on the edge of the bed, staring off into space. Naruto's head jerked up as the door opened.
"Sorry. I probably got the bed dirty," the blond said, looking down at his shirt and pants that were covered with dirt and blood, then over at the pristine, black, silk coverlet he was sitting on.
"Idiot," Sasuke said, ignoring the weird constriction in his chest at the pain he could read in the blue eyes. So many foreign emotions that he hadn't ever really thought himself capable of feeling coursed through him. He walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed next to Naruto. He wondered whether Naruto was feeling better, knowing that he had prevented Tobi from doing to someone else what he had done to Naruto, or if Naruto was stuck reliving the past due to the harsh reminder Tobi had created. "Do you want to talk about it?"
Naruto looked down at his hand, and chuckled hollowly. "Not particularly."
Sasuke blew out a breath. He wouldn't make Naruto talk if he didn't want to. He simply sat next to him, letting his hand lightly rest on Naruto's hip. He had experienced death as well, and dealt with its messy aftermath. He knew not to ask stupid questions like 'are you ok'. He was comfortable to sit in silence and let Naruto process what he needed to.
"I had him," Naruto said eventually. "I literally had him in my hand," he said, looking down at the bandaged appendage. "And… I let him get away. I couldn't… fuck!"
Naruto scrubbed his good hand over his face. "This sucks."
Sasuke noted the blood that was still smeared on Naruto's unbandaged hand. He stood, grabbing Naruto by his wrist and pulling him to his feet. "Come on. Let's get you cleaned up."
Sasuke led Naruto into the bathroom and walked over to the large, jetted tub that sat in one corner. Usually, he didn't have time for baths so he had honestly seldom used it. But since Naruto had to keep the bandages dry on his hand for at least three days, Sasuke realized the shower wouldn't work.
He turned on the water, sitting at the edge of the tub until the water heated to what he knew to be Naruto's preferred temperature, then closed the drain to let the tub slowly fill.
"Let me help you take those off," Sasuke said, walking over to where Naruto was standing strangely compliant.
Sasuke lifted the hem of Naruto's T-shirt and pulled it over his head, careful to avoid snagging it on the bandages. He folded it and placed it inside the plastic evidence bag Kakashi had given him. "Evidence," Sasuke said.
Naruto nodded and walked over to the sink to wash his unbandaged hand as much as possible. The doctor had cleaned the other one before treating the wound. He dried his hand on the towel and began to fumble with the buttons on his jeans, but Sasuke batted his hand away and undid them himself. He looked up at Naruto as he slowly slid the jeans down. He'd long-since given up expecting to find any underwear beneath Naruto's pants. Naruto seemed to snap out of his daze a bit as he stepped out of his jeans and watched as Sasuke efficiently folded them and put them in the evidence bag next to the T-shirt.
Naruto looked over at the tub, which was still less than half filled due to its enormous size. "We haven't used this before," he said with a smirk.
Sasuke arched a brow, stepping back slightly to let the blond know he wasn't expecting anything. He honestly had just wanted to help get the dirt and blood off his boyfriend and put him to bed.
"Let's get you in the tub. It will take a while to fill, but you can still get clean."
Naruto's hand fisted into the front of Sasuke's shirt, giving a sharp upward tug to untuck it from his pants. "You're not joining me?"
Sasuke sucked in a sharp breath. He didn't want to get hard. He really didn't. He was trying to play the caring boyfriend. But it was a really new role for him, and -
Naruto's finger slid just inside the waistband of Sasuke's pants, the back of his finger brushing along the smooth, hard flesh of Sasuke's stomach. The councilman fought to keep his eyes on Naruto's face, but having his lover standing naked in front of him with his hand slowly sliding down the front of his pants made that a physical impossibility.
Sasuke swallowed, licking his suddenly dry lips. "I thought you'd want -"
Naruto's lips were closed over his before he could finish the statement about Naruto wanting to rest or be alone or something equally stupid. "Don't think right now," Naruto said, sliding his body up against Sasuke's, reveling in the feel of the solid warmth of his body. Nothing confirmed being alive like sex. And right now, that was what Naruto needed.
A knock on the bedroom door startled them, and Kakashi's voice came through the heavy wood. "I need to go back to the station. Don't you have Naruto out of his clothes yet, Sasuke? From what Gaara told me, I expected you to be quicker about it."
Naruto snickered. Sasuke threw him a glare and grabbed the bag, stalking over to the door and opening it just wide enough to thrust it into the policeman's hands before closing it firmly. He turned back to see Naruto leaning against the frame of the bathroom door, his cock half-hard as he watched Sasuke with amusement.
Sasuke stood there a moment, raising his eyebrow arrogantly as he slowly began to undo the buttons of his shirt. By the time he had reached the last one, Naruto was fully erect and looking far less casual about it. Naruto levered away from the doorframe, but made no move to come closer to Sasuke.
Sasuke pulled the shirt down away from his body, his eyes locked on Naruto's as he tossed the article of clothing negligently into an armchair by the bed. Naruto's eyes lingered on Sasuke's throat, and a bit of the lust fell away as he walked over and slowly traced a tan finger over the shadows of finger marks that encircled Sasuke's throat. "Sorry," Naruto whispered softly, replacing his fingertips with his lips as he ghosted gentle kisses where he had gripped.
"Don't worry about it," Sasuke said, almost unable to handle the agonizing tenderness of Naruto's touch.
"You weren't afraid of me," Naruto said, a hint of wonder in his voice. "You know what I'm capable of. I literally had you by the throat but you… you weren't afraid."
Sasuke's eyes didn't shift away from Naruto's. "I trust you."
Naruto swallowed, then blew out a shaky laugh. "You know that's crazy right? Shikamaru told you… about what I have. I could have killed you. And not even… not even realized it until it was too late." Naruto's voice shook a little.
Sasuke slid his hands along Naruto's jaw, drawing their mouths together. "But you didn't. And I knew you wouldn't."
"Now who's the idiot," Naruto whispered against Sasuke's lips before fiercely crushing their lips together. He didn't want to think about what could have happened. His whole body was shaking at the thought of how he would have felt if he had come out of his episode and found Sasuke dead in the alley by his hands.
Sasuke was more than happy to be of service in wiping all thought from Naruto's mind as he thrust his tongue in the blond's mouth, deepening the desperate kiss. He felt Naruto's hands fumbling at the fastening of his pants, and he pushed the bandaged hand away and made short work of the button and zipper himself.
Sasuke never broke the kiss as he gave his pants and boxers a slight push down over his hips so they pooled on the floor at his feet. Usually fastidious about not leaving a mess, Sasuke ignored the garments and simply stepped out of the pants, kicking them aside as he walked Naruto backwards toward the tub.
Refusing to end the kiss, Sasuke stepped into the hot, swirling water pulling Naruto carefully in with him. Naruto hissed as the hot, soapy water touched some of the more minor abrasions he'd gotten from the alley fight, careful to keep his bandaged hand out of the water.
"Careful," Sasuke said, finally allowing their lips to separate. His rapid breathing was showing just how hard he was fighting to retain some control. No matter what Naruto said, the blond was injured and Sasuke didn't want to make it worse. It could have been so much worse. Sasuke shoved the thought down, unable to deal with it.
Naruto ran the fingers of his good hand through Sasuke's hair, tugging him back in for a short but far from chaste kiss. "You worry about the wrong things," he said, brushing his forehead briefly against Sasuke's, his eyes going again to the ring of bruises surrounding the pale throat.
"Hn," the councilman said, picking up a washcloth on the side of the tub and plunging it into the water before wiping a smear of blood off Naruto's cheek. "Let's clean you up first."
"Hmm…" Naruto sighed, realizing that Sasuke wasn't going to let them continue until they were a bit cleaner. He grabbed another washcloth from the towel rack and wet it, gently washing the marks around Sasuke's throat and the traces of blood that his hands had smeared there. "There's a joke here somewhere. The politician and the criminal in the tub. One of us is supposed to come out dirtier than we went in, or was it… you wash my back I wash yours?"
Sasuke rolled his eyes, but his lips twitched. "Idiot."
Naruto finished washing the area around Sasuke's neck, then slowly slid the washcloth lower, making small circles with the fabric against Sasuke's chest. He ran his thumb over the nipple beneath the washcloth, feeling it harden instantly beneath his finger. Naruto grinned slowly, rubbing the nub again. Sasuke's hand had frozen, the forgotten washcloth now held in a death grip.
Naruto glanced at the pale, unmoving hand and raised a mocking eyebrow, never ceasing the circling motion of his thumb over Sasuke's now extremely sensitized nipple.
"Naruto…" Sasuke said warningly. They were not gentle lovers, and Naruto was playing a dangerous game betting on their self-control.
"Yes, Sasuke?" the blond asked tauntingly, sliding the washcloth lower over Sasuke's abs, feeling them clench beneath the fingertips that trailed behind the washcloth. The back of Naruto's wrist brushed against the erection standing at attention between Sasuke's thighs. "At least part of you seems to have figured out what a tub like this is supposed to be used for."
Sasuke's eyes narrowed, and he pushed off the wall onto his knees, grabbing Naruto's ankle and lifting it out of the water, almost dunking Naruto under by the swiftness of the movement. "Don't start games you're in no condition to finish."
Naruto's cock jumped at the look in Sasuke's eyes and the dangerous edge in his voice. Naruto answered by taking his other foot and sliding it gently between Sasuke's legs, massaging his lover's balls with the top of his foot. "Who say's I won't finish this?" Naruto responded, his voice dropping to a lower, huskier tone.
Sasuke raised a brow but didn't trust his voice enough to say anything as he decided to take back some control of the situation. He took the soapy washcloth and slowly slid it up the underside of Naruto's leg, from the ankle to just above the knee, then back again. Naruto's finger gripped the edge of the tub and his pupils dilated, but otherwise he held himself still. Sasuke repeated the motion, sliding this time from the side of Naruto's outer ankle up to the side of his thigh then back down, then the top of the ankle to the front of the thigh and back.
Naruto's breath was already coming faster in anticipation of what would come next. Every time… every time with Sasuke was this crazy intensity that he couldn't seem to break away from. Naruto licked his dry lips as Sasuke shifted his grip on Naruto's leg, swirling the soapy washcloth around Naruto's ankle bone before slowly trailing the cloth up from the inside of the tan ankle up to his inner thigh, this time going much higher than he had with the other parts of his leg to just inches below the juncture of Naruto's thighs.
"Tease," Naruto panted the accusation hoarsely his eyes meeting Sasuke's and locking. He caught his lip between his teeth as Sasuke reached down in the water to grab Naruto's other ankle before sliding forward through the water until he was kneeling between Naruto's thighs. Sasuke's hands slid up to grip Naruto just inside his knees, his thumbs caressing the sensitive flesh behind the joint.
The hot water swirled around Sasuke's shaft as he shifted forward in the water, the sensation magnified by the overly sensitive skin of his rigid erection. Teasing Naruto had backfired against himself as he imagined how hard Naruto must be, and how good it would feel to pound into him. The gentle motion of the water teased him, providing nowhere near enough pressure to provide any relief.
He stopped his body just shy of bringing the contact that they both craved, wanting to draw the anticipation out just a little more. He could see the way the muscles in Naruto's shoulders strained as he gripped the tub. The outlined muscles of the tan chest led to equally hard and defined abdominals that disappeared into the soapy water. Sasuke's cock grew painfully hard the longer he looked, and he wondered why they'd never made use of the tub before.
Naruto lost patience, locking his legs around Sasuke and pulling his lover to him. The soapy water had made Naruto's skin slippery, and Sasuke lost his grip on Naruto's legs and fell toward him, catching himself on the rim of the tub before he landed with his full weight on Naruto.
"Impatient?" Sasuke said, fighting back a groan as their erections slid against each other.
Naruto took his good arm and wrapped it around Sasuke's waist, leaning in to lick a drop of water that was making a lazy trail down the pale torso. "You have no idea," he whispered against the damp flesh, feeling Sasuke shiver at the touch of his tongue. "I think we're clean enough now," Naruto said, lifting his hips, increasing the friction between their erections.
"Fuck, yes," Sasuke groaned, arching his neck as Naruto continued to gently lave kisses around Sasuke's throat while continuing to slowly thrust their hips together.
Keeping one hand braced on the wall of the tub next to Naruto's neck, Sasuke wrapped his other arm around Naruto's waist, pressing their bodies together. The water squelched between them. Sasuke tightened his grip, needing to be closer to Naruto, to feel his heartbeat, to feel every part of him alive and strong. "Naruto," Sasuke gritted out, suddenly desperately needing to be joined with his lover, finding even the smallest separation between them utterly unacceptable.
He paused for a moment, trying to figure out the logistics of how to manage this without getting Naruto's bandage wet. Naruto figured out the solution before he did, sitting up and pushing Sasuke back before straddling over him in the tub. "Like this," Naruto said, rocking his hips as he leaned forward over Sasuke, gripping the edge of the tub for balance.
Sasuke shuddered as his erection slid between the cleft of Naruto's ass. Naruto smirked, leaning back and bending Sasuke's cock down, then straightening up, feeling the engorged shaft following the motion of his body. "Someone's ready," Naruto said, leaning forward and kissing along Sasuke's jaw, running his thumb along his lower lip.
Sasuke reached between them, closing his fingers around Naruto's erection, feeling it pulse beneath his touch. "Looks like I'm not the only one," Sasuke said, sliding his other hand down along Naruto's spine, feeling the indentations at the base of the spine before trailing down further to the tight ring of muscle. Sasuke cursed as he realized he hadn't thought of bringing lube with them.
He was surprised to find a bottle of Astroglide thrust into his hand by a smirking blond. "I grabbed it off the sink on our way over here."
Sasuke silently gave thanks for resourceful boyfriends as he flipped open the cap and spread the silicone-based lube quickly on his finger before sliding two into Naruto. Naruto groaned, leaning down and running his tongue along Sasuke's lower lip before catching it in his teeth and tugging slightly. "Hurry," he whispered against the reddened mouth.
Sasuke wasn't sure he could still form words, so he just nodded slightly, working his fingers almost frantically to prepare Naruto. Unable to wait anymore, Naruto pulled Sasuke's hand away and gripped the base of his lover's erection with his good hand and slowly lowered himself down.
They both grasped at the depth of the penetration, and the added feel of the suction of the water around them.
"Shit," Sasuke said his eyes rolling back and falling closed. He tightened his hands on Naruto's hips, holding him in place while he took a steadying breath. Naruto rolled his hips and Sasuke arched his neck back as he felt his balls tighten with pleasure, almost cumming.
"Don't move yet," Sasuke said, realizing that his emotions were too close to the surface and he didn't have his usual control.
Naruto clenched his muscles internally.
"Fuck, Naruto, you want this to be over before we even start?" Sasuke said, his jaw clenched.
Naruto ran his hand along the pale expanse of Sasuke's chest. "We don't need to go for a world record tonight, Sasuke. Just relax. Let me set the pace."
Sasuke realized he didn't really have a choice as Naruto slowly started to move, using his grip on the tub for leverage. Neither noticed that his hand had started to bleed again. Naruto slowly lifted his hips up, then slid back down, rotating them as he went.
"N-Naruto," Sasuke could barely get the word out as Naruto rocked forward, then repeated the motion. Unable to stay passive, Sasuke gripped Naruto's hips harder, sliding them up and down, thrusting up harshly again and again.
Naruto arched back, feeling Sasuke match his rhythm, the water sloshing wildly over the edge of the tub.
"Sasuke, I…" Naruto looked down into the black eyes of the man that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. "I…"
He read the same terrifying, overwhelming emotion in his lover's eyes that he knew was in his own. "Me, too."
Naruto's mouth closed over his as they came, their bodies wracked with agonizing pleasure. Neither had been able to say the words, but the depth of the emotion clear between them.
When Sasuke wrapped his arms around Naruto, holding him over him. Naruto relaxed against him as their exposed skin cooled and their heart rates slowly returned to normal. Sasuke slide one hand up Naruto's back and threaded his fingers through the blond, damp hair. "We should get out," he said after several minutes
"Mmmm," Naruto said, sounding dangerously close to sleep for a man in a deep bath tub.
Sasuke chuckled, wrapping an arm around Naruto and sitting up with him. "Come on. Let's go to bed."
Naruto noticed the red seeping through the bandage as he stood and tried to hide it behind his back before Sasuke could notice. Sasuke saw the gesture, and wasn't amused, grabbing Naruto's arm and pulled the bandaged hand forward.
"Shit!" Sasuke quickly undid the dressing while Naruto grumbled, but none of the stitches had ruptured. Sasuke hid is relief behind a frown. "The doctor said to avoid straining this for three days or you can rupture the stitches."
Naruto shrugged as he quickly re-wrapped his hand with the clean gauze the doctor had sent home with them. In the grand scheme of things, a few ruptured stitches were the least of their worries and they both knew it. But it was easier to focus on something they actually had some control over, so Naruto didn't bother with a retort.
They dried off quickly and made their way to the bed. Naruto smirked as Sasuke pulled off the coverlet and tossed it in the hamper. They lay down, the silk of Sasuke's sheets clinging slightly to their damp bodies.
Sasuke pulled Naruto closer to him, holding him gently as he looked over to the large bedroom window that had been one of the main reasons he had bought the apartment. It looked out over Central Park, with a perfect view of the city surrounding it. The view was now shut out, the curtains pulled tight. He didn't want to think about how long Tobi had been watching them. How easily he could have killed Naruto before.
How he might try to do it now.

Tobi stared down into the vacant eyes of his latest victim. Her body lay bloody and cooling on the floor of the small, unremarkable apartment. He took a deep breath, trying to savor the scent of death, when a sharp pain struck his side. The pain drew a frown to his face. His ribs were likely broken. It was the first time he'd ever been seriously injured by one of his victims. Of course, this girl was not the one who had done this to him. She had been pathetically easy, barely putting up a fight. The one who had damaged him was out of his reach. For now. But there were other ways to make him pay in the near term.
The body of the young woman appeased him only slightly. She wasn't the one he had wanted. But she would have to do.
He looked at the unmoving body at his feet. Even though she wasn't the Uchiha she too had been Naruto's lover, if only briefly, and the blond would feel her loss. When Naruto saw the news, he would know it was Tobi who had done this. And that it was Naruto's fault that she was dead.
Tobi's hand went to the bandage that covered his left eye. He hadn't expected the boy to put up so much of a fight, nor display so much skill. He had read the profile in the police's database, and he knew that Naruto suffered flashbacks. He had expected it to be easy to get away if things hadn't gone as planned. As it was, he had nearly been caught. He had no idea how Kakashi had been able to find them so soon. It should not have been possible.
Nothing had gone according to plan. While waiting for the family to leave the restaurant, he had seen the shoelace that his protégé had removed when he had been waiting. Not afraid to kill with his bare hands and creative about finding ways to do so.
He had felt a rush of excitement.
But then it had all fallen apart. The boy had balked at his gift. Had looked at him like he was crazy. Horrified with what was happening.
Tobi tossed the stethoscope down over the woman's body. It would be another little message to Naruto. One he was sure the blond would understand.
The thought made him smile. He would enjoy drawing this out. It would be almost as entertaining as his original plan of having Naruto join him. He would kill all of the boy's ex-lovers. Then all of his friends, including the old man and that cop, and the rest of their organization. The redhead and the Uchiha were too hard to reach right now and would require more planning, but he was more than capable of that.
Naruto would be taught a lesson. Not that Tobi would hesitate to kill him in the end. The boy had had his chance. There wouldn't be another. But he wanted the child to suffer for all the trouble he had given him over the years. Though truthfully, Tobi was enjoying this game. His other prey had all fallen so easily. This one was finally… a challenge.
But until then...Tobi looked at the spatter of blood on the walls, and the slowly congealing pool beneath his victim. He suppressed a sigh of disappointment. She had been almost too easy.
But it wouldn't make the blow any less devastating. Tobi smiled as he walked over to the phone to dial 911. In a way, it would be a shame when this was all over. Hunting specific prey was much more entertaining than choosing someone opportunistically.
It would showcase his abilities to their fullest potential. It made him feel invincible. He would take his time, killing them all one by one before finally finishing off Naruto in the end.
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to be continued...
ok, so I only got a little more than half of what I wanted to put in this chapter covered here (no snickering, Bri - I know you told me so). So the next chapter will be 'part 2' of this one, where we find out who Tobi just killed and then… who he will kill next. Then the one after that should be (?) the last one.
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