Lonely Faces (*aka. -Roommates) | Chapter 23

Lonely Faces (*aka Roommates)


Chapter 03

Kiba awoke groggily, and applied his hand to his forehead. What a hangover! He registered dimly that he wasn’t in his own bed and tried to hold back a gag.

He turned around and nearly fell off the cot as he spotted Naruto beside him, wearing only his underwear. He looked down and noticed that he too had only his boxers on.

Memories from the previous night flooded in on him and he resisted another gag.

Oh God! What the fuck did we do last night!?

He rushed over to the bathroom and vomited in the toilet, his stomach finally winning out. Naruto stirred at the sudden movement and moaned over the intense pain of his headache. Naruto then became quiet, the recollections also coming back to him. He sprang out of bed.

“SHIT, SHIT, SHIT!” he exclaimed, turning to see Kiba kneeling over the toilet. “What did we do? Shit! Please don’t hate me! Oh god, I’m such a screw up!”

His musings were interrupted by another loud retch from Kiba.

“Are you ok Kiba? Shit! I’m so sorry! We were both drunk and I- Oh god, I always manage to screw things up!”

Kiba came out of the bathroom, wiping his mouth, inhaling raggedly.

“It’s not your fault. As you said, we were both drunk. I can’t even remember much of what happened.” he said, trying to calm himself down, as much as Naruto.

“Me either, I can only remember … uh … kissing, then it’s a blur.” said Naruto, breathing hard.

“Same here, I don’t think we did anything else. We were too drunk to do anything, plus if we had, I think we’d be less another article of clothing.” he said, taking slow and steady lungfuls of air.

One thing came out at Kiba, one thing he remembered clearly from the night before, the pure enjoyment he got from kissing Naruto. What the hell!? I’m straight aren’t I!? I like women! Can I be Bi? What the fuck is going on!?

Kiba tried to collect his thoughts in a calm and rational fashion. Ok, first thing, clear things up with Naruto, he didn’t want him to feel like it was all his fault. Second, I will throw up some more and take some aspirin. Then I’ll consider this whole … business.

“Naruto, it wasn’t completely one sided, so don’t blame you’re self. We were both drunk and in need of comforting. I won’t let this jeopardize our friendship.” he said soothingly, trying to at least look like he wasn’t sick as a dog.

Naruto teared up slightly. “Thanks, you’re a good friend.” he said, hugging him.

Kiba blushed as their naked torsos touched. Noticing Kiba’s discomfort, Naruto backed away, chuckling slightly.

They both dressed in silence, and took a few of Naruto’s, “Morning After” pills, as he called them; all they really were was just industrial strength aspirin. They did the trick however, and he was finally able to clear his head.

After trying to muscle down some breakfast; Naruto having much greater success than Kiba, they decided that they would just do some homework.

However Kiba had no luck concentrating. All he could think about was his feeling towards Naruto. What were they? Was it just plutonic, or was there something more to their kissing last night, as his pleasure indicated there was.

He tried to imagine himself with Naruto, and was surprised when the images popped into his head so easily. They were enjoying a meal at a high class restaurant and Naruto was making a scene as he tried to pronounce a few object’s loudly from the menu, he and Naruto frolicked in the waters of a lake as they splashed each other, Kiba inhailed Naruto’s scent as they cuddled together after a long night of making love. What the fuck was that!?!?!?!

He hit himself in the head and Naruto looked up.

“Having trouble?” he asked, referring to the page Kiba had been pouring for the past half hour.

“Uh … No, I’m fine …” he said, attempting to sound casual. He might as well ask the one with experience. “Naruto … When did you first find out you were gay?”

“… hmm … I guess when I first kissed Sasuke.” he said, a slight distain to his voice. “Why?”

“Just curious.” he said, non-chalantly.

“Kiba, just because you kissed me, it doesn’t make you gay!” he said, smiling. “It just means you kissed a guy!”

Kiba made an effort to look comforted, he hadn’t just kissed him, he experienced something too. Naruto seemed to know that he was hiding something.

“What’s up?” he asked, inquisitively.

“I … I … I think I felt something else …” he said, struggling to keep his tone flat.

Naruto’s eyes widened, realizing his implication. “Oh … Well, that’s nothing. A lot of people experience that and it’s doesn’t necessarily mean anything.”

“But, how can you tell if it means nothing?” he asked, his voice unchecked.

“I guess you’ll have to wait. If you experience something like that again, and the feeling is still there, then maybe …” replied Naruto, trailing off.

Kiba got up. He had to know.

“Sorry about this!” he said, before kissing him in the lips passionately.

Naruto’s eyes widened further as Kiba pushed closer. What the hell had gotten into him? He was usually so calm and, well, boring. They broke, Kiba panting somewhat.

“Feel anything?” whispered Naruto, Kiba’s face still an inch away.

“Not a thing.” he whispered back, capturing his lips again ferverently.

They stayed there for a while, Naruto; sitting over the side of his bed, leaning back on his elbows, Kiba; standing above him, hands on either side of him, using the bed for support as he bent over to kiss him deeply. As the night before, he found that it felt right, that he enjoyed kissing him.

Naruto backed away, blushing. Kiba was surprised, Naruto was always so bold.

“We shouldn’t be doing this.” he said, looking anywhere but at Kiba’s eyes.

“Why not?” asked Kiba, trying to kiss him again.

“You’re not yourself, and you haven’t taken my feelings into account.” he said, pulling away further.

Kiba blushed, noticing what he was doing.

“I … I’m sorry.” he said, taking his hands off the bed and turning away.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have just experimented on you without your permission.” he said, his back still towards him. “I’m going for a walk, I need to clear my head.”

He strode to the door and left without a second glance.

‘What should I do?’ thought Naruto desperately. He had set Kiba off limits till now, both because he was his roommate, and because he thought the man was straight. But now what? Do I feel anything for him? How does Kiba really feel? Should I help him through this? He didn’t want to get hurt, but he must be feeling really confused right now. He would just have to wait for Kiba to make the first move, if he wanted to shrug it off then fine, if he wanted to continue, he would have to think about what they were doing, and how he felt.

Kiba didn’t return until a few hours later. He entered the room and Naruto glanced at him. He was starring at the floor, looking extremely depressed.

“Are you ok? Did you get your head straightened out?” he asked, and winced when he noticed he had used the word, “straightened”.

“I don’t know … I’m sorry, you must hate me … pushing all this on you like that …” said Kiba, tears dropping to the floor below. What has gotten into me, I’m always calm and collective, now I’m confused and crying.

“I don’t hate you!” said Naruto, running forwards and embracing him comfortingly. “I understand what you’re going through, it’s confusing and painful, and I’m going to be here to aid you, you don’t have to go through this alone.” he said, stroking Kiba’s head as he cried into his shoulder.

He remembered how it was for him, and how he had to bear through it on his own. He didn’t want that for Kiba, especially since it was partially his fault.

-

After Kiba had calmed down, Kiba agreed that he would share his thoughts and emotions with Naruto from now on, in exchange, Naruto would not criticize, and he would give his advice.

“I’m just confused. I like women, and I like you, so am I Bi?” he asked, needing answers.

“Maybe, it’s too early to know.” replied Naruto, feeding his need.

“Do you … I mean … Do you like me?” he asked, glancing into Naruto’s eyes.

Naruto wasn’t quite prepared for this question, and didn’t know how to answer. He blushed.

“I … I don’t know, I think I might.” he said, trying in vain to keep his voice level.

This might be harder than he thought. Right now, Kiba totally trusted him, he was vulnerable at the moment and he didn’t want him to think that he was taking advantage of him.

“So …” said Kiba, still lost in the ocean of Naruto’s baby blue eyes. “… What now?”

“Now, you need to rest.” he said, guiding him by the arm to his bed. “You can make your conclusions tomorrow, after you’ve had a good night’s sleep.”

Kiba changed and got under the covers, all in all it had been a very tiring day, and Kiba saw the sense in sleeping on it. Naruto kissed him lightly on the forehead.

“Thanks Naruto.” he managed to say, before dozing off.

-

Kiba awoke as the soft morning light pierced his eye lids. He rolled over and saw Naruto, looking out the window, sitting at his desk, sipping on a cup of coffee, another cup beside him.

“Morning!” he said cheerfully, noticing that Kiba was conscious.

“Coffee?” asked Naruto, offering him the other cup.

“Thanks …” muttered Kiba, sipping on the coffee as he sat up.

“How are you feeling?” he asked, interested in more than his physical discomforts.

“Better.” he replied, as he put the cup down on the nightstand and stretched.

“Good. Do you still ‘like’ me?” he asked bluntly, gauging his reaction.

“… Yeah, I guess I do.” he said, tuning red.

Naruto chuckled and pecked him on the cheek. “Come on, you need to finish up your homework.”