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The Banks Of The River Styx	By : AkashaEmily Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 915 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: Standard ones apply.

Chapter 3:
Where the Heart Is

The other male would not be swayed
no matter how much Sasuke fought. Kicking, squirming, biting- none of it was
helping to dislodge his attacker. The large paw against his back pressing his chest
into the loamy forest floor held firm despite his protests and efforts.
Frustrated, he lashed out with his tails and roared in fury.
The warm lap of a tongue between
his back legs made him squawk indignantly. His vocal protests however did
nothing to deter the tongue�s exploration as it roamed with abandon, tenderly
bathing Sasuke�s testicles before beginning to probe carefully behind
them,� nuzzling the soft fur between
testes and anus, searching for that certain spot�
As he felt the wet muscle find its
goal, penetrating shallowly, Sasuke whimpered. The teasing continued and his
attacker grew bold, tongue delving further and further into the tight passage
beyond the opening, working to gently stretch both as it thrust into Sasuke�s
resisting body.
He was panting, whimpering and
moaning at the attention being lavished upon him. It was his first time and he
was unprepared, unprepared for any of it as the other male�s tongue moved
within his body, slicking him, preparing him. He was tight, oh so tight, and he
could feel every movement within his narrow passage. As the other male slipped
from his body, he had sincere doubts about his body�s ability to accept the
other�s arousal but the urge to mate was strong- unshakable- and kept his hips
still and high in the air as the other male mounted him.
Sasuke felt himself being stretched
cruelly, wide, wider, with no break as his mate slid all the way in. He felt as
if he were being speared in half and he bucked, whimpering pitifully,
submissively begging the other to withdraw and let him go. But his pleas went
unheeded as nine long tails wrapped around him, as teeth gently clamped down on
the shallow ruff at the base of his neck. Arms flanked his as the other began
to thrust in earnest, forcing the narrow passageway to open as he moved, always
pushing deeper, gradually thrusting harder.
Sasuke�s pained cries turned to
moans of ecstasy as the other male found a spot inside him that radiated
pleasure when stroked correctly. Soon his lover was brushing that spot with
each pass, racking his body with waves of bliss, forcing Sasuke closer and
closer to orgasm, urging him to push back against his mate.
And when the other male climaxed,
spilling his seed deep within Sasuke�s body, warming the Uchiha�s middle with
liquid fire, he brought Sasuke with him over that wonderful edge. For a while
afterwards, they simply basked where they lay, the other male nearly squashing
Sasuke beneath him, not moving until evidence of their mating began to puddle
beneath them. Then they moved to a grassier area where Sasuke was licked
spotlessly clean by his dutiful mate before the other male�s tongue began to
wander again.
This time when he was mounted, it
was a pain-free coupling and Sasuke was an enthusiastic participant.

Sasuke woke up extremely
disoriented with a sense of inexplicable satisfaction.
The Uchiha frowned, blinking slowly
as he tried to figure out where exactly he had spent the night. He was wrapped
in a blanket again, this one patterned with an
eye-wrenching design of green, red, gold, and purple. It was absolutely the
most hideous piece of fabric he had ever seen but it was soft and felt
luxurious against his sensitive skin.
He supposed that, as long as he
didn�t have to look at it, the blanket could stay and he pulled it higher over
his exposed shoulder.
Where
am I? He was laying on a deep burgundy colored
couch whose seats were worn from age and use. The cushions reeked from years of
disinfectant spray, prodding him to sit up in disgust since it made his lungs
burn. Sasuke rubbed his chest absently, wondering how long he had been there
for such an ailment to take hold. He looked up, and up and up, forcing his head
to tilt backward until it rested on his shoulders, vaguely wondering if he was
hallucinating.
�Was that a tree in front of him, blocking out
the rest of his environment?
I think it�s a pine of some sort.
Kyuubi murmured sleepily, shifting position inside the Uchiha�s chest. Sasuke
had the distinct impression that the fox was rolling over away from him.
Why
am I behind it and where did you get this blanket? The Uchiha watched light
bloom and disappear within the tree�s depths and eyed the numerous glittering
colored balls dangling from the thick branches.
With a growl, the demon rolled back
over, tails swishing in irritation. I took it off a sleeping security guard.
Kyuubi snapped waspishly. What�s wrong with the tree? I like the tree!
Look at all those lights, you little ingrate, aren�t they pretty? Aren�t those
decorations neat?
�Why
am I sleeping behind a tree? Sasuke felt a vein in his temple throb. He
pulled the blanket higher, frowning as his body began to ache dully but not in
the way he knew it should be. And why am
I buzzed?
I was having a really good dream.
The fox hissed at him, adding a growl because it knew the reverberations would
make its host�s headache worse.
...
a good� Sasuke flashed on the dream he had been
having, disjointed images and emotions from it making him blush fiercely as
they came to mind. With a groan, he made a mental note to check his pants. And the blanket. And the couch. The TREE�?
You�re supposed to be some
fucking genius, you figure it out! Kyuubi said scathingly, turning over
once again and ignoring Sasuke. Shortly there after, the angry agitated
presence in his chest calmed enough to drift back to sleep.
Nine-tailed bastard. The Uchiha
frowned and used his right hand to rub the sleep out of his eyes. His left arm
below the elbow was cramping, twisting his hand under as the muscles contracted
in spasms, forcing his fingers into uselessness. It didn�t hurt exactly, it was
just disturbing as hell to watch and, to distract himself,
Sasuke found himself following the fox�s advice, watching the blinking lights
chase each other around the tree boughs.
He yawned, feeling his jaws crack
as he stretched his mouth wide in an effort to increase his oxygen intake and
remain alert. The brunette felt his eyelids begin to droop as sleep started to
drag him back under, the tree with all its many decorations blurring. He was so
tired and Sasuke felt himself getting angry because he felt so weak. He was a
ninja, damn it, a ninja in potentially enemy territory as this was definitely
not Konoha Hospital- not that he�d be safe there- and certainly not Sound�s
version of a place of healing- which was a fact that was both comforting and
not all at the same time.
The point was that Sasuke Uchiha,
known traitor and hunted man, did not know where he was in the slightest. He
could not afford to sleep here in the open, couldn�t waste his dubious freedom snoozing
away. In this situation, there were certain protocols to follow: find out where
you are, find out if those around you are friend or foe, use both ally and
enemy alike to gather information before returning home to give a full report.
Home. He thought with a pang as
the image of Naruto, several years younger and what felt like a lifetime ago,
flashed through his mind. Home was not where Sasuke grew up,
not the place where his clan was slaughtered. It was not in Konoha. It
was not in Sound. It was where his heart was and Sasuke�s heart always would be
with Naruto.
But
he�s gone� Sasuke thought sadly, feeling that bottomless well of grief
where his heart used to be begin to overflow and ache.
Naruto was dead and had taken Sasuke�s heart with him, not that the blonde was
in any way at fault.
No, blame was Sasuke�s domain, was
his sin to bear.
His guilt to be
crushed by.
No blonde, no home; it was that
simple. If he returned to Konoha, he would be executed as a traitor and he
couldn�t imagine how much torture he�d be put through especially after he told
Tsunade about the circumstances surrounding her �little brother�s� death. And
then there was Kyuubi, the demon now snoring away inside Sasuke, and the gods
knew how much Konoha loved the fox.
The panic that would ensue once people found out about it� Forget being
beheaded- Sasuke would be burned at the stake if he wasn�t torn to pieces first
by a mob of hysterical citizens.
If he went back to Sound, Orochimaru would perform the soul transfer ceremony and everything
that was Sasuke Uchiha would wink out of existence the second it was completed.
As it was, the snake would get not just a new body, but a demon as well since
Kyuubi had seemingly �jumped ship� after Naruto died. A
healthy new body and limitless power, all in one fell swoop. Nothing
would be able to stop the madman, not Tsunade, not Jiriya,
nothing. Konoha, Sand, all the ninja villages would fall as Orochimaru�s
armies conquered unopposed. For the safety of everyone, Sasuke could not return
to Sound under any circumstances.
Death from both
sides, a true �damned if you do, damned if you don�t� situation.
Suddenly, following protocol did
not seem a priority anymore. He had no one to go to now, no one who he could
trust. Naruto, for better or worse, had always been his rock, his anchor, and
without his favorite blond idiot Sasuke felt lost and hollow, a ship set adrift
in unfamiliar waters.
The Uchiha slouched low on the
couch, pulling the blanket around him tightly, feeling cold though the air
around him was comfortably warm. He was a bundle of conflicting emotions,
wanting to both laugh and cry, to scream himself horse and yet stay silent, to
run his body to exhaustion and simultaneously curl into a ball. Sasuke wanted
to do all these things, to do them all right that instant, to do something at any rate, but he just
didn�t know where to begin. His heart ached, his body hurt, and his head spun
until he was sure he would explode into a thousand pieces.
Uchihas
were known for their stoicism and pride, for their arrogance and their
legendary blood limit. They were not known for their emotional sides and Sasuke
felt like he was going insane as he sat there, unprepared as the maelstrom
inside his head built and built, the turmoil threatening to consume him. He
didn�t know how to deal with it, with any of it, and now that the dam had burst
there was no way to contain the resulting flood. Sasuke felt like he was
drowning in it all, floundering like some inept
water-logged moron, slowly being overwhelmed�
�Take deep breaths!�
What the fuck is your problem!? Kyuubi roared,
enraged.
�Where�s your inhaler? Okay here-
Why�s it empty?�
All you ever do is whine! Woe is
you, I get it, now shut the hell up because I don�t
want to hear it!
��I�ll go find Auntie! She�ll know what to do!�
Get your head out of your-
Shut
up. Sasuke commanded, blinking his eyes into focus and rolling his head
toward the commotion on his left. He ignored the fox�s irate yelling, instead
keeping his attention on the two kids near the far end of his couch. One child
was blonde and hunched over, little hands holding its throat and panting, while
the other child had hair as dark as Sasuke�s, hands fluttering anxiously as if
unsure what to do. He could tell neither child�s gender or
age, though he knew he should be able to.
�Stay here!� The brunette said to
the other, guiding its companion from the floor to the end of Sasuke�s couch,
dark eyes wide. Clearly in a panic, once the blond was situated the dark haired
child dashed off around the far side of the tree, disappearing as it sped off
for parts unknown.
Sasuke frowned, pushing himself
into a sitting position as the blonde began to wheeze loudly. When the child
began to clutch its chest, the blanket clad brunette rose from his position
and, after a quick check to be sure he was presentable, strode over as fast as
his left side would allow. By the time he shambled over, the blonde had already
tipped over onto its side, nose pressed to the couch cushions, and Sasuke knew
from personal experience that such a position was a bad one.
Completely without thought, the
Uchiha reached out and picked the child up, laying the blonde against his
chest, letting its head rest on his right shoulder as he pulled a corner of his
blanket over it. Pulling on the material for slack, he sat down again on the
burgundy cushions, adjusting the child so it would be comfortable as he worked.
Once both were situated, he set to work on his main concern.
He could feel the child�s chest
heaving against his own as it gasped for breath. Sasuke wasn�t much of a healer
but he did know the basics and breathing in such a manner was a good way to
pass out. Passing out was always bad, as far as Sasuke was concerned since
doing so rendered you vulnerable to enemy ninja. He
yanked the child�s shirt out of the back of its pants and pushed his hand under
it, splaying his fingers over the small spans of skin as he began channeling
chakra into his fingers.
Though he wanted to be gentle, he
wound up doing quite the opposite. He wasn�t sure how, but the child�s body was
resisting him, making the task more difficult and uncomfortable for both of
them. Gritting his teeth, the Uchiha gave up on coddling the child and simply forced his chakra inside the small form,
pushing the healing energy into where it was needed. He flooded the child�s
chest cavity with his chakra, quickly found the problem and began directing the
energy to fix it.
He rubbed his hand in small circles
on the child�s back, occasionally giving the area firm thumps with his fingers
to help dislodge the excess mucus in the blonde�s lungs, and after a few
minutes of treatment, the child�s breathing began to settle back into a calmer
rhythm though with sporadic coughing fits.
�That was really scary.� The Uchiha
found himself whispering, knowing it was terribly inadequate but saying it
anyway since he couldn�t think of anything better. He felt the child nod
against his neck, little hands clutching his shirt as if he were a lifeline.
Sasuke removed his hand and smoothed the child�s shirt back into place,
resettling the blonde against his chest once more as he felt his left side
begin to twitch again.
�Do you feel better now?� He asked,
grimacing, hiding his rebelling muscles by awkwardly pulling the blanket up. He
slouched down so the child could lay a bit more
securely while he stroked his hand tentatively through the downy blonde hair
tickling the underside of his chin.
He received another quick nod
before the child�s shoulders began to shake.
�You can cry, you know.� Sasuke
offered hesitantly and put a loose arm around the child�s waist. He was in a
quandary; he didn�t want the child to feel trapped but at the same time didn�t
want to appear as if he were abandoning the child. He pried on small hand from
his shirt and slipped his fingers into the resulting fist, surprised at the
strength he felt as the child accepted the substitute and held on as if for
dear life.
�I won�t tell anyone.� He added as
an after thought, as he heard the smothered sobs and felt the effort the child
was putting forth to hide the fact that it was upset.
The fact that it was doing so at
all after such a scary event was a bit disconcerting for Sasuke. At a loss, he
began rubbing the child�s back again in what he hoped was a comforting manner.
Hm,
the fox said suddenly and Sasuke realized that the demon had stopped speaking a
while ago. You do bond quickly, don�t you? Feeling a bit parental? You do realize
that this isn�t your kid, right, despite how much he looks like you?
Shut
up. Sasuke said tiredly, absently rubbing the child�s back and cooing
encouragements to the child as it finally began to cry in earnest. He really
didn�t want to listen to the fox�s snide comments right now� Wait, what do you mean it looks like me?
He,
not it. The fox corrected him. The other one resembles you more
pronouncedly but this one does, too, here and there. �He felt the beast move again as if it were
getting comfortable. I thought you said you were a virgin.
I
am. What�s your point? Sasuke snapped, annoyed at
being pestered about something that they had already discussed. He dabbed
gently at the child�s tears with a scrap of blanket, guided more by instinct
than vision.
This kid and the other one look a
bit too much like you, more so than just coincidence. There was a
nasty note in Kyuubi�s tone, something dark and
unpleasant that promised pain.
I
have not been touched by any man... Sasuke frowned, not sure where the fox
was headed with this. The child quieted, sniffling as it snuggled against him
and drifted off to sleep. The result was common after undergoing such healing
so Sasuke didn�t pay it any mind as he listened to the demon rage inside his
skull.
Not counting girls now? What,
you�re a virgin give or take a few one night stands? Thought Naruto would
forgive you for just some mindless sex here and there? I mean, he couldn�t
really expect you to keep it in your pants for a few years could he? The demon
exploded, its enraged voice making the Uchiha�s ears ring and head ache
fiercely. You bastard! How dare you?! Are you seriously telling me that I had to
watch you freak out and listen to your pathetic whining about how important
remaining pure was to you for nothing? You hypocritical jackass! Naruto never
got to touch any one AT ALL in his entire LIFE and if ever anyone should have
had kids it was Kit and not you! He deserved to be loved, damn it, he deserved to have a family and be happy and not die as
he did!
Sasuke felt his eyes prickle and
his chest hurt again. He watched the ceiling far above him like his life depended
on it as the fox�s words hit their target.
Don�t you DARE cry! You have no
RIGHT to cry, you miserable bastard!
With a smile that didn�t reach his
eyes, Sasuke lifted the child enough to slide out from under it. He drew the
blankets around the child- Boy, he
reminded himself- making a soft but colorful nest for him to lie in while he
dozed. Sasuke deftly wiped the tears away and ran his fingers through the messy
blond spikes atop the boy�s head before finally turning away and retracing his
steps back the way he had come.
Are you even listening to me?
Instead of navigating a proper exit
around the tree and the couches, Sasuke simply sat on one of the arm rests and
swung his legs over to the other side before resuming his walk away from the
waiting room.
Away from
everything.
He�d been a fool thinking that he
could in some way repent his sins and earn forgiveness. Naruto wasn�t around to
forgive him and the blonde was the only one who had mattered. Kyuubi was right:
Naruto had earned his right to live happily, earned it ten times over, and if
anyone had deserved to have a family who loved him, it had been the blonde.
He would never have any of those
things thanks to Sasuke.
Sasuke was nothing but trouble, a
black cat that caused bad luck to all he came in contact with, intentionally or
not.
Maybe it was time he did something
about it, just disappear and take all the misfortune with him.
It wasn�t like he would ever get to
see Naruto again anyway.
Did
you see a pharmacy or anything around here? Or a window, maybe?
Why? The demon asked
scathingly. What are you going to do? Distract yourself with the pretty view?� Drown your sorrows in a prescription bottle?
�something
like that.
The silence from the fox was
deafening and Sasuke took it as assent for him to proceed with his idea. He nodded to himself distractedly as
he continued blindly down the corridor.
�� A fist
rammed itself into Sasuke�s jaw, making him stagger backwards in surprise with
a hand cupping the injury. He blinked rapidly, his disoriented mind playing
catch up as a knee slammed into his stomach and made him double over only to
have another knee- the same knee? He
wondered inanely- ram itself into his forehead.
�� Stars
exploded across his vision, making it grey out briefly before coming back into
watery focus. The world swam in streams of psychedelic color as blows continued
to rain down on him from all sides. He felt his left forearm begin to twitch
again, felt it being grabbed and twisted cruelly behind him and maybe, maybe
Sasuke heard something pop, but he wasn�t sure because his senses were
scrambled and hazy from damage, making everything feel
distant and unreal. He still felt as if he were moving even after his cheek
came into contact with the cold floor tile. He lay passive, starring at the
rapidly dimming far wall, his view occasionally interrupted by the shoes of his
attackers.
�� Hey?
HEY! Kyuubi yelled at him, trying to get his attention as the attack
continued. Are you just going to sit there and take this?! You�re supposed to be from
some big shot ninja family- kick their asses already!
�� It�s better this way. He told the fox
softly. He believed it, too; with the way his body was shutting down, there
would be no way to stop death from taking him now, no way to back out of his
decision. There was a bizarre comfort in it, in choosing a path and seeing it
through to the end, reassuring him even as the confusion set in. It was time to
end the Uchiha line and let the Sharingan eye fade
into a distant memory. Part of him was sad about that but he was having trouble
remembering why exactly. Maybe it caused Naruto pain? Naruto?
�� No!
Get up! Fight back! The fox roared in frustration, pacing within its
host.
�� Naruto? It�s so cold� Sasuke thought, seemingly
unable to focus on anything else as a chill seeped deep inside him. Where are you, Naruto? Where�?
�� GET
UP YOU SORRY EXCUSE FOR A NINJA! The demon screamed desperately.
�� Naruto, where�? He felt hands on his
shoulders, a distant warmth that made his eye lids
flutter open as he was gently turned over onto his back.
�� There you are.
�� Anxious
blue eyes bored down into his black ones as tan hands held Sasuke�s head still.
Tanned skin could be seen above those eyes, surrounded by hair kissed and
caressed by the sun. Devoid of all the baby fat, with a sharper chin and more
defined cheekbones, changed by age- Sasuke still knew Naruto�s
face even without the distinctive whisker marks.
�� Kit�
He felt Kyuubi stop and stare in wonderment.
�� I found you! I got to see you again,
Sasuke attempted to smile up at the blonde and failed miserably. The sudden
surge of delight and relief coursing through the Uchiha was overwhelming even
though he didn�t understand it. He felt beads of moisture slide over his
temples and didn�t know if it was sweat, tears or blood.
�� I� got to� see you again. The brunette
sighed, a warm wave of nostalgia washing over him as he attempted to turn into
one of Naruto�s hands and nuzzle even though the
blonde denied him. It didn�t matter; Naruto was here, here with Sasuke one
final time, and Sasuke couldn�t have been happier.
Sasuke didn�t know when he placed
his hand over Naruto�s tan one as it lay against his
pale cheek or when he let go of it minutes later. He didn�t know when his eyes
closed, or when silence enveloped him as he stopped hearing voices from both
inside and outside his head. He didn�t know when the darkness claimed him,
dragging him under and away.
�But he did know that, for one brief beautiful
moment, he had been home as he stared up at the blond above him, focused solely
on the image of Naruto talking to him again, whole and alive.

He�d
found his home again and, to Sasuke, such a thing was all that mattered. �

More�s moment:
I�ve been over this chapter three
times and, though I think it came out relatively well, to be honest, I�m not
completely happy with this ending. Now, I know many of you have questions
since, no doubt, you have picked up on several oddball things. What�s up with
Sasuke�s dream? Where is Sasuke anyway? Who�s the kid? More importantly, what�s
Naruto doing here when he�s supposed to be dead? What�s going to happen to
Sasuke?
The good news is that some of these
are going to be addressed next chapter. The bad news is that more mysteries are
on their way. Please keep reviewing to those of you who do so (and as always
thank you very much for that) since it just makes me want to update faster. To
those of you who don�t review, well there isn�t much I can say except that I
hope to someday provoke a response out of you.
Thank you one and all, and I hope to see everyone back here next week.
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