Adult-FanFiction.org : Naruto

In Your Shoes	By : Lisea18 Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Naruto/Sasuke Views: 1025 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. I'm making no money from writing this.

Chapter List
- 2
- 3
- 4
Title: In your Shoes

Author: Lisea18

Rating: M

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.� I'm making no money from writing this.

Summary: When Dobe is Bastard and Bastard is Dobe, chaos is sure to follow. Naru/Sasu.
A big thanks to my Beta!!!
Author's
note: English is not my first language, so please forgive my mistakes.�

Important: I will use "raven" and
"blonde" even if they are switched.
In your Shoes 3
They were back at Naruto's home. Cramped apartment would better describe it.
Unfortunately the Uchiha district had been erased by
Pain's attack and so there was nowhere else to go. Sasuke leaned on the
windowsill, Konoha was already back on its feet.� You could still see traces of the disaster
but they were faint, the real telltale was how everything was new.
"It still doesn't feel
like the old one� but we're getting close, don't you think?" remarked Naruto from behind him, looking through the bags of food
Sakura had brought for them.
She knew Sasuke wasn't
going to eat Ramen and, wishing to prevent a fight, had brought things he might
like. �Both boys wouldn't admit it, but that
had been Kakashi's job� that simple action had made
their late teacher�s absence sting.
"Especially now that
we have you back," whispered Naruto huskily right
in Sasuke's ear.
The latter slapped the arm
worming its way on his shoulder and didn't reply. �It was funny, Naruto
was in his body, with his chakra, yet he still felt him, felt his presence. One
would have thought that he wouldn't, since after all, he sensed other�s
presence through their chakra signature.�
It was indeed his own signature he felt, but something else too, it was
the way Naruto inhabited his body.� It was different, as if two pictures were
superposing.
"You could make it one picture if you forgot it's your body and jumped
it."
"Shut up," scolded Sasuke, glaring.
He had thought the Kyuubi was done bugging him, but it seemed he wasn't right.
He had raised walls around his consciousness but they never lasted long.� The demon always found a way to sneak in and
pester him. And he wasn't going to ask Naruto for
help.� No way.
"Hey, hey!� Don't glare at me like that, teme.� I didn�t do
anything.� You're such a prick!" �
Sasuke shrugged and pulled
out a chair, taking out some onigiri and tomatoes. He
was starving. His stomach gave a loud rumble. The raven glared at it pissed.� The Uchihas didn't
have rumbling stomachs!
"Ahhh
he's quite loud, huh?" mentioned Naruto,
speaking of his body, "you must be starving by now.� I always eat pretty early ya
know. �Funny your body just started getting
hungry."
"Hn."
Naruto grabbed a cup of Ramen and Sasuke
narrowed his eyes. There was no way in hell he was letting Naruto
eat that unhealthy food while in his precious body! However, he would make an
exception for tonight.
"Enjoy that cup, Naruto.� I'm not
letting you feed that crap to my body for every meal," warned Sasuke,
glaring for good measure.
"Get lost, bastard,"
grumbled the blonde putting some water to boil.
"Moron."
"Asshole."
"Dead-last."
"Prick."
"I want to shove it up your ass."
"SHUT UP" mentally snapped Sasuke at Kyuubi, "idiot," he added for Naruto.
The blonde wasn't listening
anymore, his water was ready. Sasuke crunched his eyes closed as his former
teammate started drooling above his Ramen cup, bouncing on his chair in
expectation. It was disgusting before they had switched bodies but now it was
just pure torture. �Annoyed he turned to
his food, to the red plump tomato waiting to be eaten. It had been a while
since he had had one, traveling didn't let them bring much with
them. He took it into his hands, enjoying the soft skin, he smelled the
delicious aroma and frowned slightly, it seemed it had less perfume than
expected, but never mind.
"Itadakimas!"
yelled Naruto as he litteraly
stuffed his mouth with the noodles.
Sasuke took a good bite of
his tomato. Both their eyes widened as they spit their food out, bringing their
hands to their mouths as a horrible taste filled them. They both downed some water
to try to make it go away; Naruto grimaced the whole
time, while Sasuke stayed rather composed. �Perplexed, the blonde grabbed his cup,
checking the expiration date.� In the
meantime the raven was looking inside his tomato.
"It's not expired."
"It's not rotten."
Hearing the echo, they
looked at each other, finally noticing they had both had the same problem. Sasuke
was the first to understand what the problem could be. �Hoping against hope he was wrong he held out
his tomato to Naruto. The latter caught on, his yes comically
going wide with dread as he pushed his Ramen toward Sasuke. They took a
tentative bite of their new food.
"Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"
screamed Naruto, snatching his ramen from Sasuke and cradling
the cup in his arms.
Sasuke pinched his nose. They should have
seen this one coming. Being in each other's bodies� their tastes weren't the
same! �Naruto
hated vegetables.� His body wasn't used
to them, so even if Sasuke was a vegetable addict, Naruto's
taste buds still wouldn�t like them.� On
the other hand, even if the raven wasn't fond of ramen, Naruto
was, so the ramen tasted wonderful.
"Stop that,"
snapped Sasuke as Naruto kept whining about not
loving his favorite food anymore.
"But you don't get it!
I won't be able to eat Ramen as long as I'm stuck in your body!" shrieked Naruto. �
Sasuke rolled his eyes but
couldn't help a small smile from gracing his lips, that idiot and his antics. Having
succeeded in his mission Naruto stopped, smiling
broadly. He liked spending time with Sasuke and playing dumb just to rile him
up. Even if his expressions were weird on his face, it was still enjoyable. It
gave him the urge to kiss him, which was kind of disturbing since the bastard
was in his body.
Shaking those ideas out of
his mind, he took the onigiri and the vegetables and
ate them. At first he had been rather cautious, but now he was devouring them.
"Fuck, it's good.� Never thought this stuff could taste that
good."
Sasuke followed his lead,
taking the ramen. He understood why Naruto loved it
so much now, yet it wasn't healthy. With a tad bit of apprehension, he took
some vegetables and forced them down his throat. He had always berated the
blonde for not making any kind of effort to eat correctly, but now he seriously
understood him. It was awful, he had to fight each spoonful, his body was even gagging,
ready to retch.
"Hey it's ok Sasuke,
just eat the ramen.� I'm used to it you
know," assured Naruto wondering if he made the
same revolted and strange faces when he ate veggies.
One glare later he shrugged
it off. It was Sasuke's business if he wanted to
torture himself. Patting his full stomach, he rose and dropped everything in
the sink, it would wait for later. He felt like taking a nice shower before
bed. He grabbed his clothes, even his nightcap, snickering as he knew it would
piss the raven to no end.
Once safely locked in the
bathroom Naruto released a breath. It was hard to
pretend being his usual self all the time because what kept plaguing his mind
was the fact that he was in his precious teammate's body. He was discovering
things about the moody teen he would never have known otherwise. The subtlety
of his fighting style, his reflexes, what he still had to work on, how the wind
felt on him, what scents he smelled easier� what food he liked and why it
tasted so good for him. It was sort of intruding in that personal space Sasuke
always made sure to guard.
And now� he was in a
bathroom with that gorgeous body and he could do whatever he pleased with it since
Sasuke would never know about it as long as he didn't leave marks. It wasn't
really ethical to think like that.� He
knew for sure Sasuke would gut him if he ever found out, but Naruto didn't care.�
It was certainly the only chance he would ever get to discover the
raven's body, to enjoy his flesh. Why bother with stupid considerations when he
had that nice body handed to him on a silver platter?
He planted himself firmly
in front of the mirror and stilled his features, trying to give his best
impression of his beloved bastard. After trying different expressions, working
on some more than others, he finally decided he had it quite well. Keeping in
his role, he began to undress slowly, leisurely, as if stripping. It gave him
the feeling that Sasuke was doing it for him, raising his shirt up well defined
abs before discarding it, sliding his pants down his hips until they pooled at
his feet. Of course he couldn't see everything in the mirror, but it was still
very satisfying. �
Finally he discarded the
last piece of clothing, revealing Sasuke in all his naked glory. He had never
had the chance to see Sasuke fully naked once they were grown up. He wasn't
disappointed. Shivering under his own gaze he felt himself get hard, getting
even harder as it was Sasuke's body getting hard. The
mind play was tricky... he wanted to believe it was Sasuke reacting to him like
that, even if he knew otherwise. For once, when playing this game alone, he
wouldn't close his eyes.� Oh no, he would
make sure to have them wide open, drinking in the view.
He turned on the water, but
didn't step in.� He was going to enjoy
that and take the shower later to erase any trace of his forfeit. In the
meantime, the water would prevent Sasuke from hearing any suspicious noises. Trembling
from arousal he took down the mirror, putting it in front of him so he could
see himself fully once laid on the floor. He took a spare towel and smoothed it
on the floor, so Sasuke's sensible skin wouldn't
freeze on the cold tiles.
Spreading his legs he sat
against the bathtub, enjoying the shiver that went down his spine at the chill
it sent. Then he raised his eyes and caught his breath. Sasuke, naked, his
intimacy displayed for him, eyes half lidded and darker from lust. He felt
himself smile and berated himself as his fantasy shattered, since Sasuke's expression on the mirror was one he would never
ever have. For a moment he considered making a clone to fuck him, as disturbing
as it sounded since he saw himself more as a seme,
yet this was Sasuke's body and he wanted to top it. He
would look at Sasuke being fucked in the mirror� and when dispelling the clone�
he would really see his dream come true: himself buried deep inside that tight
body, driving the proud man crazy with pleasure, marking him as his. He felt
his, well Sasuke's lower regions twitch and moaned with pleasure, enjoying the fantasy. ��
'You like that don't you, teme?' he purred
mentally, feeling so happy the voice in his mind voice hadn't changed.
Looking at the mirror he
let his hands trail on himself and blinked in surprise. �It� it didn't feel good. Frowning, he tried
gliding them even lighter. �It didn't
work. Who would have thought that even between men, the way you touched
yourself could change?� Finally he found
it, pressing his hands, kneading the skin, mapping it not with butterfly
touches but with possession.
'You like it rough Sasuke?� Oh yes
you do.' ��
He let his hands reach
between his thighs, ignoring the price hidden in dark curls. Tentatively he
caressed the skin there, lightly, and felt his legs tremble. His breath became
deeper. Alternating between hard strokes and lighter ones, he went back up,
learning where to do what. All the while he was watching Sasuke in the mirror.
'Yes, teme, just like that, softer along your
ribs, teme, yeah that's how you like it.'
It felt as if Naruto was teaching Sasuke how to please himself, just that
thought aroused him even more. Biting his lips, enjoying the flushed face and
scolding features reflected in the mirror, he went back up massaging his chest.
Finally he stopped teasing, and rolled a nipple between two fingers, choking
on his breath.� Then he twisted it, a
deep pleasured moan escaping the pale lips.
That nearly sent him over
the edge� Sasuke was moaning in a husky voice. How many times had he imagined
it? At last he was hearing it.
'Moan for me, come on, don't restrain it.'
Sasuke gave a shaky huff,
refusing to oblige. His dark eyes glaring, refusing to surrender� wanting to be
submitted?
'Fine bastard, I will make you, keep going.'
Still abusing a firm nipple
between thumb and finger, the other hand went up, touching the neck, the shoulder,
the place where the seal had been. He pinched the skin, a wave of pleasure
washing over him, making pants escape traitorous lips, louder.
'I want to kiss, nibble and suck your neck so much, teme,
but I can't� show me more.' ��
Finally he couldn't wait
more. He took two fingers in his mouth, sucking them and making sure they were
thoroughly wet. Not losing time he reached down.
'No, not like that teme, from behind.'
Glaring he complied,
arching his back, he let his fingers tease his entrance. His head was tilted,
as if looking at Naruto� his position offering a
perfect view, hiding nothing. The first finger went in, meeting some resistance
but soon being made at home.
'You don�t do this often, do you? Or maybe� you've never done it?'
Sasuke was moving his hips
now, he had bent his legs under him, but kept them spread and was using his
free arm as leverage. The single digit was moving in time with his pelvis, the
abs rippling. A second finger joined the first one and the rhythm broke,
starting to be more frantic.
'You want me to touch you, don't you?'
Moans were escaping him as
he went deeper, brushing against that delectable bundle of nerves, but it
wasn't enough and wouldn't be. He let himself slide on the towel, bending
backwards until his shoulder touched the cold tiles, making him stifle a scream
of ecstasy, especially as the fingers slid slightly, he had to strain his
muscles harder now and it made it that more agonistically delicious.
More sounds and pants could
be heard, bringing him closer and closer. Shaking, he used his free hand to
pinch and twist his nipples, his movement totally disorganized now as he wanted
release.
'Call my name, teme.�
"N-Naruto,"
he moaned.
He went over the edge,
stifling his scream right on time. He fought against his closing eyes, not
wanting to miss the blissful face as his orgasm washed over Sasuke. Oh God� he
had never come that hard in his life. Finally he collapsed on the floor,
peering in the mirror to see that dishevelled and spent expression. He wanted
more, so much more�
He came back to himself, letting his usual expression return to Sasuke's face, breaking part of the spell. He had to wash all his mess, fast, and to make sure the smell didn't linger. He knew how sensitive his nose was. He opened the window and rushed into the shower.
He rubbed the soap in his
hands and began to wash himself and noticed that he was growing hard again. He
hadn't touched Sasuke's crotch and now he wanted to.
Rinsing himself he finally took that hard pulsing flesh in his hands. He didn't
have much time; he had already been in there much more than necessary. He began
to stroke, fast, growling in bliss as he found a good pace. Once again the
sound made him react even more, he opened his eyes to see that pale hand moving
up and down, brushing the dark wet curls. It was all he needed to come once again,
the water washing away his secret deed.
He towelled himself fast,
trying not to get hard again. He pulled on his pajamas and sniffed the air cautiously. It seemed ok. He closed the window and
nearly jumped out of his skin as loud knocking could be heard.
"What the hell are you
doing in there? You better not be doing anything fishy with my body!" warned
Sasuke, his voice sounding pissed.
"You wish, Teme!" he replied, slamming the door open.
Sasuke eyed him
suspiciously but didn't comment. Instead he entered the bathroom with his
things.
"See? You were wrong, he wasn't taking advantage of my body, you
perverted demon," mentally grumbled Sasuke. �
�"Someone's
in denial�"
"Shut up."
Sasuke made a point not to
look in the mirror or down as he undressed. Once naked, he entered the tub and
let hot water run down his skin. He waited a little, enjoying the feeling. Then
he reached for the soap. This was the hard part. He looked at the tanned hands covered
in soap. He would play it safe, the upper body first. He made a point not to
look, wanting to respect Naruto's body.
"Like he did�" commented the Kyuubi
before being pointedly blocked.
But not looking wasn't
enough. It wasn't his body, the curves were different, the sensation�
everything. He opened his eyes as he bent to wash the rest of that body and
sucked in a breath. Naruto was a living wet dream, a
different kind of wet dream than him� but definitely one. Steeling his mind he
reached down to wash his legs and Naruto's slightly
less tanned jewels. He felt arousal build and hurried. He wouldn't use this
chance.
"You should."
Never. He wasn't that weak.
It was not right.
"Just a little won't hurt."
Especially since he
wouldn't want that to happen to his body.
"You're such a bad liar."
"Shut up."
He suspected he wasn't the
only one attracted to Naruto, the latter's sexual
innuendos weren't only to piss him off� he was almost sure of that. Yet, he
couldn't afford to grow weak now. He had to kill Madara,
to finish what he had started. Now wasn't the time to admit to feelings that
were better forgotten. He had cut his bond with Konoha,
with Naruto. Even if this situation showed him how
false that statement was, he was already acting with the blonde as if nothing
had ever separated them.
"You're thinking too much, kid."
He couldn't let Naruto hope only to crush it later. He didn't want to go
into a relationship that he would have to end to pursue his revenge. �He had hurt Naruto
enough as it was because the blonde would never understand, never let him go. He
didn't feel guilty for that, it was Naruto's choice not
to accept it. But he couldn't give him hope and then crush it; this wasn't what
he was, how he acted. �
That's why he hadn't
commented on Naruto staying too long in the bathroom�
of course he knew Naruto had done something stupid, but
raising the subject would mean treading in dangerous territory. He couldn't do that.
One more reason not to jump Naruto, there was no way
they could start anything while switched. That was too much of a mind turmoil.
He dried himself and put on
his night clothes. He opened the door and nearly snapped the latch in two as he
saw Naruto sleeping with that stupid nightcap on. He
gritted his teeth and kicked Naruto, hard.
"Oy!
Teme!"
Smirking Sasuke tucked
himself in his futon. It was fair too easy to go back to old times, it wasn't a
good thing� but damn it felt good.
-- To be continued --
Please
review!
- 2
- 3
- 4
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

In Your Shoes