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Age of Innocence	By : dolphina23 Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 867 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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A/N: This story,
with this chapter, is now COMPLETE. So, happy early birthday
to Lily. This is your present, completed. And look, I got it done early!
How cool is that? Anyway, I hope you,
and everyone else, enjoy this final installment.

Chapter�� 3

There�s No Place Like Home

�� Naruto�s
smile faltered, growing weaker with every passing second spent in silence. He
chafed at the back of his neck nervously and set his battered leather overnight
bag on the floor.
�� So, I�ll
get dinner started I guess,� he said to fill the awkward moment.
�� He started
for the kitchen but Sasuke waylaid him with a hand on his arm.
�� Why don�t
you sit for a minute, Naruto? I have to clean my weapon anyway so we�ll make
dinner together after.�
�� Naruto
frowned but allowed Sasuke to lead him to the couch. His head was spinning a
bit from the dull throbbing pulse in his temple. He�d been hit harder before
but it seemed to be catching up with him in greater strength this time. He
settled on the cool leather of the seats and sighed. The couch felt wonderful
after the thin, threadbare mattresses of the shelters he�d been visiting
recently. He looked up at a touch on his chin and realized Sasuke was kneeling
in front of him.
�� What?� he
asked quietly. The ache in his skull reverberated down his jaw and he clenched
in tightly, swallowing hard.
�� I said, did they give you anything at the hospital to help with
the pain?� Sasuke asked again patiently.
�� Um, yeah,�
Naruto replied, reaching into his back pocket for the orange plastic pill bottle.
�� It rattled
pleasantly with the small tablets and Naruto felt his hands shaking as he
gripped the top. He couldn�t seem to get a better hold on it. Sasuke took it
from him and opened it, watching Naruto�s face while he shook two pills into
his hand.
�� Here,� he
said calmly. Getting up and sauntering into the kitchen as best he could with
most of his weight on one leg, Sasuke got a glass from the cabinet and filled
it with water. Naruto sat with his hands perched between his knees when Sasuke
returned. They still shook though it had gone down to an almost imperceptible
level.
�� It�s just
water, Naruto.� Sasuke assured him when he felt Naruto flinch at the feel of
the glass on his bare arm.
�� The ratty
t-shirt he wore looked aged and threadbare. It used to have a logo on it,
probably from some band, but now had only mere hints in a washed out dark blue.
Naruto�s jeans looked the same, nearly tattered in places and the cuffs worn
through in spots. Sasuke frowned but stayed silent as he took out his gun from
the holster again and set it down on his antique oak desk with beveled feet. He
retrieved the cleaning kit from the right lower drawer and began to take the
weapon apart. Once it had been cleaned with Hoppes�
Gun solvent and oiled properly, he began to reassemble it. The method was
standard and done by rote, he knew it so well. It helped him to think,
especially after the kind of mission that he and his team had had that day.
�� Do you
want me to do anything?� Naruto asked softly. Sasuke had to strain his ears to
hear him better. It felt wrong to him, especially knowing how jovial and
energetic Naruto had been during primary and middle school. Naruto wouldn�t
look at him either. Sasuke hefted himself awkwardly out of his desk chair and
walked over to kneel in front of him again.
�� Naruto,
you don�t have to do anything right now. You could say I�ll be looking out for
you as much as you�ll be doing the same for me, alright?� Sasuke told him
gently.
�� Naruto
surprised him by snorting and smiling sarcastically.
�� Right,
like we looked out for each other all those years ago.�
�� Sasuke
frowned harder. Perhaps it was the painkillers they�d given him at the
hospital. Percocet could befuddle the mind pretty
damn well as far as his experience from having had his wisdom teeth pulled a
few years back.
�� I have no
idea what you�re talking about. My memories of you are all good ones.� Sasuke
reached out a hand and used his thumb to erect gentle circles on the skin of
Naruto�s hand.
�� I mean
that, Naruto.�
�� Naruto
shook his head as if clearing it of the stupor it had apparently fallen into.
He nodded then, and spent a good few minutes matching Sasuke�s movements by
rubbing at his back in slow, methodical patterns. Naruto sighed and leaned back
onto the couch cushions, his eyes glazing a little with the addition of meds to
ease his pain. Sasuke followed his movement only so far as he was sure that
Naruto wouldn�t fall off the couch and then he stood up.
�� His leg
still pained him but he ignored it in favor of being able to move better. If he
took the pain medication now, he wouldn�t be good for very much longer. Sasuke
set about making food, a few easy sandwiches. He used the salami that Naruto
had brought out earlier and cheese. But by the time he got back to the couch,
Naruto was dozing lightly, a frown playing at his mouth. Sasuke sighed and then
narrowed his eyes.
�� Why do you
do such crazy things, Naruto? You make me worry so much,� Sasuke muttered under
his breath.
�� He couldn�t
allow the feeling welling in his chest any room so he brushed it aside and went
up to his room to grab a shower.

�� Sasuke made
his way down the stairs, a towel still draped over his shoulders and wet hair
dripping onto it at slow intervals. He always loved the feeling of the water.
He heard rustling and light clanging in the kitchen and assumed Naruto was
awake, making something to eat. When he walked in, Naruto was cutting grilled
salami and cheese sandwiches on two plates. Naruto smiled at him, none of the
earlier curious self-deprecation present.
�� Hey, I
made some lunch,� Naruto said cheerfully.
�� I can see
that,� Sasuke commented.
�� He took a
seat on one of the bar stools in front of the island cabinets that bisected the
room. Once Naruto had sat down beside him, they began to eat in a comfortable, companionable
silence.
�� So, what
are we going to do today?� Naruto asked off-handedly.
�� What do
you mean?� Sasuke asked, frowning.
�� Well, we
both need to recover a little so a nap wouldn�t hurt. But what are we going to
do with the rest of the time?� Naruto continued.
�� Suddenly,
Sasuke found himself irrationally angry at the
question.
�� We aren�t going to be doing anything. As
far as I know, we don�t share any
interests, or anything at all aside from growing up for a few years in the same
town,� Sasuke bit out. He instantly regretted it at the look of hurt flashing
in Naruto�s eyes. It was gone so quickly, though, that perhaps he was reading
too much into things. Naruto had always been very resourceful, even if his past
career hadn�t been anything Sasuke would have wished on the lowliest of
criminals.
�� Naruto,�
he had started to say, trying to mollify him.
�� Hey,�
Naruto cut him off rather sharply. He took a small breath and then shrugged
while continuing as he got up from the table.
�� Don�t
worry about it. I�m not somebody that a cop like you should be talking to
anyway, right? I get it.�
�� Naruto
shuffled his feet as he cleaned his and Sasuke�s plates. There wasn�t anything
in his expression for most people to see as troubling. But Sasuke wasn�t most
people.
�� Naruto, stop. I didn�t really mean it. I�m just tired,
stressed and pissed at how the last mission went down.�
�� Sasuke,
doggedly persistent, kept inching around the counter until he�d caught Naruto
by the arm. Naruto�s arm slid out of his grasp just enough
for them to almost be holding hands and Sasuke moved back from him slightly.
Their hands slid out from beneath each other and Sasuke felt the residual
warmth tingling on the skin of his fingers.
�� I�m sorry,
okay?� Sasuke finally said grudgingly.
�� He wasn�t
very good at that kind of thing. Naruto nodded and skimmed the top of Sasuke�s
hand with his own, squeezing lightly on his fingers. Sasuke pulled them free
and settled a hand on Naruto�s shoulder.
�� I know
it�s early and you had a nap but we should try to get some more sleep. You�ll
heal faster that way,� Sasuke urged.
�� Naruto
smiled wanly and nodded his head again. His eyes stung, though he was sure it
was from all the stress of the day and not the fact that his heart wrenched
every time he thought of his friend who seemed so lonely and disconnected from
the world. He wondered if Sasuke still preferred books to people. It was such a
shame to think of all the things Sasuke was missing out on. Naruto sighed.
�� Yeah, um, about that. You don�t happen to have a spare
bedroom in this grand house of yours, do you?� Naruto asked with just a touch
of derision.
�� He couldn�t
help it. Sasuke hadn�t said two words to him in nearly a year since he�d begun
flowing up the ranks of his unit effortlessly. But Sasuke didn�t seem angry. He
smiled, and a little too widely. Naruto swallowed, having to work a little
harder in his exhausted state to make it look normal.
�� Yeah, I�ve
got a spare. Come on,� Sasuke said. But his voice hinted at something Naruto
couldn�t place and it almost pissed him off.
�� A whole
year, one whole year with only a few meetings for coffee and a few nonsense
conversations about the city and Naruto was beginning to feel out of place in
Sasuke�s life, let alone his house. He thought, and not for the first time,
that injecting himself back into Sasuke�s life probably hadn�t been his
smartest plan. But it was for his only friend and for himself, so they wouldn�t
be so lost and alone.
�� Naruto
broke from his musings as soon as the door to the bedroom opened. It definitely
did not look like a spare room. Usually they were done up in neutral colors so
that it wouldn�t matter who stayed in them. Sasuke�s room looked . . . like
Sasuke�s room. It had dark blue walls and a white, vaulted ceiling. The bedding
was a patterned blue and black bedspread that looked extremely soft and
inviting. But Naruto turned darkening eyes to Sasuke, feeling irritation sweep
through him despite how tired he was.
�� This is
your room,� he said rather than asked.
�� Yes, Naruto. Glad to see your observation skills are still
intact,� Sasuke quipped lightly.
�� He hadn�t
meant for it to come out like that and cursed his traitorous tongue. Just
remembering what Naruto used to do made Sasuke feel
angry. But it wasn�t that he felt that way about Naruto. He knew very well that
his friend wasn�t very good at accepting help, or even admitting when he needed
it. It was with no small amount of gratitude that he�d looked up Iruka Umino,
an old teacher who�d helped Naruto out some time ago and with the job he held
now, in order to thank him. Sasuke had given quite a large donation,
coincidentally, just weeks before but even with it, he would�ve given much more
if it had meant Naruto would quit that life.
�� I said I
had a spare, not that you would be using it, Naruto,� Sasuke said to him then.
�� What?! Just what does that mean, Sasuke? If you think I�m
going to . . . ,� Naruto nearly growled.
�� Now stop
right there,� Sasuke cut him off. He knew where Naruto�s mind had gone. He
didn�t think it was even the stress of the day. Knowing Naruto, his mind
probably flew to something tawdry he had to do in exchange for anything nice
because of his former . . . lifestyle.
�� You�re
staying in here because I have to wake you every hour. To make sure you don�t have
a more serious injury that just took a while to develop,� Sasuke said through
gritted teeth.
�� Naruto
moved his head back a little and squinted at Sasuke. He relaxed minutely and
when Sasuke flipped the lights on and prepared only one side of the bed, he
relaxed further. Sasuke pulled an armchair away from one of the far corners and
settled into it with a book at the side table.
�� Just get
some sleep, Naruto. I�ll be watching for the next few hours or so.�
�� Naruto
nodded hesitantly and got under the covers. The cool fabric was very soft, as
he�d thought. It didn�t take long for him to drift off. Sasuke lay awake far
longer. Not just to continue to wake Naruto every hour for the next six or so.
His mind raced with thoughts of his friend, how close they had been as kids and
what Naruto had nearly had happen earlier in the day.
�� Sasuke felt
cold suddenly. He swept the book off his lap and crept lightly to the side of
the bed. Naruto slept through Sasuke�s inner battles, of course. He could sleep
through quite a bit, even gunfire. And that happened quite a bit in New
York, especially around streetwalkers and hustlers.
The fact that Naruto was also gay actually compounded his problems from
Sasuke�s point of view.
�� Sasuke
brushed a stray lock of hair from Naruto�s face. It was quite silky despite the
horrid spikes that were very natural. It surprised Sasuke. He ran his fingers
through it again and sighed. He wanted sleep, real sleep. Deciding that seven
hours after a concussion along with all the time Naruto had spent awake
followed the doctor�s orders well enough, Sasuke climbed into bed with his
friend. He settled under the covers and turned to the wall when Naruto�s breath
on his face became to irksome.
�� And now he
couldn�t sleep. Sasuke shifted and turned over restlessly again. He was now
facing Naruto again. Staring at the scars on his cheeks, most likely a present
from a pimp or an angry, drugged-out customer, Sasuke thought they were
beautiful. He hated whatever had happened to put them there. But they were
beautiful. He reached up to brush the same lock of hair from earlier out of
Naruto�s eyes. Naruto shifted in his sleep and made a face, scrunching up his
nose. Sasuke let out a very quiet laugh. It was cute, endearing almost. He
shook his head, startled that he had let himself get so far into a dream that
could never be.
�� It wasn�t
that he didn�t care a lot about Naruto. It wasn�t that he was afraid of how it
would look for them to finally be together. He had obligations. Being a member
of the Hostage Rescue Squad, being a cop, were things that he�d wanted for his
life ever since his father had been gunned down in the line of duty. His
brother had followed not soon after he�d graduated, trying to talk a drunken
mugger into giving up his hostage. Itachi hadn�t been trained well in
negotiating, despite Sasuke having a firm belief that he could do anything and
that his father was stronger than the hardest rock, he�d eventually come to
terms with both of their deaths. So, he had obligations to his family, and to
his mother, who every day mourned her husband and son.
�� But staring
at Naruto�s face now, Sasuke couldn�t keep the other thoughts in his head. He
couldn�t think about anything aside from the fact that the police department�s
rules and stupid double standards on gays was keeping him from Naruto. Or the
fact that his own fears about his family, so deeply rooted, may end up sending
him along to join them. That would nearly kill his mother. No, Sasuke thought, she
really will die if I wind up the same. And it wasn�t like he was impervious
to danger. The events of earlier proved that. And he hadn�t even called her.
�� So many
thoughts were running through his head, making it so hard to do anything, that
Sasuke wanted nothing more than a distraction from it all. No, what he really
wanted was to forget about the anxiety, forget about the rules, and do
something he�d wanted to do for as long as he�d known Naruto. On a whim, or
more like resolve if he were being honest with himself, Sasuke leaned closer to
Naruto�s face.
�� Naruto was
frowning lightly in his sleep again. His breath was still even though, so
Sasuke didn�t think he was having a bad dream. Maybe he was just dreaming.
Naruto shifted his hips and wound up facing Sasuke better, his legs splayed out
toward the end of the bed. Sasuke swallowed hard and closed his eyes. When he
felt the first contact, it was electric. He felt the surge through his whole
body and nearly collapsed. It was just a simple kiss, very light.
�� But it was
enough to make him want to throw out everything he�d worked for. And, why not? The job he had now was just a job. But lying
to himself, to his friends and family every time he tried to brush off their
comments about his love life was something he hated himself for. Sasuke
swallowed it all down and dove in for another kiss, a little harder than he had
wanted. Naruto stirred and when Sasuke leaned back up, heart pounding in his
chest, Naruto had opened his eyes to stare at him sleepily.
�� Sasuke? Do I have to wake up again?�
�� Naruto�s
voice was still thick from sleep but Sasuke could not, for his own piece of
mind, let it end at that.
�� No, you
don�t have to, Naruto. But I�m glad you did,� he said solemnly.
�� He could
see Naruto fighting the draw of more sleep to sit up on his elbows.
�� Why? What
happened?� he asked, still groggy.
�� Sasuke
watched him rub at his eyes and smiled a little. He really couldn�t back out
now. And while he felt slightly sad at the thought, (he�d had a really good
career to look forward to after all), he felt no hesitation as he leaned close
to breathe in Naruto�s ear.
�� It�s so I
can do this, Naruto,� he whispered.
�� Then he
pressed his lips to the shell of Naruto�s ear and ran it down to the lobe. He
sucked a little at it and heard Naruto hiss. He had also felt him freeze at the
contact.
�� Sasuke! Stop!� Naruto called out.
�� Sasuke
pulled back and felt his heart beat against his ribs achingly.
�� Why? You
didn�t like it?� he asked.
�� Then he
closed his mouth sharply. What kind of question was that to ask? No one told
him to stop unless they really didn�t like him in that way. He felt his heart
begin to sink to his knees and could tell they had begun to weaken. If he tried to stand up now . . .
�� Are you
drunk? Naruto asked. The question caught him off-guard. He tilted his head to
the side and glared at him.
�� Just when
would I have had time to get drunk when I was taking care of you? You know how
I feel about you, how I�ve felt for years. Why do you think I kept my
distance?� Sasuke shot back, irritated.
�� He glared
at Naruto who looked very confused and sleep ruffled. The shirt he�d worn to
bed had risen up and Sasuke could see his abdomen. It was taut and firm but not
well defined, just as he remembered from their days in summer camp under the
pool showers. Sasuke had stolen glances then, only. He hadn�t wanted to be this
way. But he could no longer ignore it.
�� You � what?� Naruto asked, stunned. He shook his head and
rubbed at his eyes again. Sasuke rolled his at him and looked up at the
ceiling.
�� `�You�re
not dreaming, Naruto. I just confessed. I like you okay? I want to spend time
with you. No more coffee.�
�� Sasuke,�
Naruto got out eventually.
�� He�d
lowered his head and the mess of spikes that served as bangs had covered his
eyes. They usually did without gel. Sasuke waited. When Naruto began to squirm
on the bed and rose up to sit facing him, he smiled to himself.
�� So can I
try again?� Sasuke asked, amused.
�� Naruto
nodded and then looked up aghast.
�� Try again?
What did you do?!�
�� Sasuke
wasn�t going to let the look of almost terror stop him. He knew how Naruto
felt, better than he did it seemed.
�� I kissed
you earlier,� he answered simply.
�� You � wait
. . . what?!� Naruto faltered trying to get control of his indignation.�
�� What the
hell, Sasuke! You said I didn�t have to worry about anything! That�s basically
assault!��
�� Not with
you moaning out my name and twisting in the sheets, it isn�t,� Sasuke replied
dryly.
�� Naruto
looked contrite and lowered his eyes before answering. When he did, it was
hesitant, as if he were afraid of the answer.
�� I did
that?� he asked in a small voice.
�� Sasuke
couldn�t help it. He began to snicker, just a little.
�� No, but you obviously have before or you wouldn�t look so scared.
So, tell me, is it any different for you to get yourself off to thoughts of me?
Why can�t we do something different about it?�
�� What?! I didn�t?� Naruto squawked, ignoring the last part
of Sasuke�s remark.
�� Sasuke
frowned. Naruto was being stubborn which meant that Sasuke would have to be
better at it.
�� Don�t
ignore me, Naruto. I want to know if I�m right. Do you feel anything for me or
not? Don�t waste my time.�
�� They had
been best friends for so long before they�d lost touch also and that didn�t
help how this was going, Sasuke was sure. But Sasuke�s tone had left no room
for arguing. Naruto fiddled with the sheets, twisting them up in his fingers.
He let go when he breathed out a sigh and pushed himself to sit upright
properly.
�� I just
think this is kind of sudden don�t you? I mean, we get hurt in that bust and
you suddenly confess? You sure this isn�t some kind of reaction to that?�
�� Sasuke
blinked at him. Naruto had a point. He blinked again and shook his head,
flabbergasted. But when he thought back over it, it wasn�t that the thoughts
had come about because of the hostage situation that Naruto had been involved
in. It was the hostage situation that had cleared his head of all the other,
not as essential portions of his thinking.
�� I know
what I�m doing, Naruto. And . . . I want to kiss you right now,� he answered,
his voice low and even.
�� Naruto
inhaled sharply at his words and leaned back just a tiny bit. But he corrected
himself quickly, freezing on the spot. When he felt Sasuke�s lips on him he
nearly melted. It had been so long since he�d had any contact that wasn�t
abusive or a part of his former profession that it almost felt foreign. When
the kissing progressed to nips and licks, Naruto found it easier to handle.
�� Slowly, he
relented against Sasuke�s barrage of kisses. They ended up lying down with Naruto
under him. Soon, their clothes began to fall all around them. Naruto sucked in
a sharp, heavy breath when he felt Sasuke�s hands on his stomach, his thighs .
. . his back. It was all so surreal. He felt as though he were still dreaming;
or maybe drowning.
�� Sasuke
pulled at his head gently, thumbing the sides of his face. They kissed again
and Naruto moaned into it. He reached down to slide his hand along Sasuke�s
cock deftly. Sasuke almost mewled and lowered his hips so Naruto could touch
more of him. He had to clench his teeth and hold his breath when Naruto lowered
his head and changed the angle he was laying in to go down on him. Naruto
swiped his tongue up and down Sasuke�s cock and finally took it in his mouth
completely. Sasuke cried out at the pressure and the pleasure of it all.
�� When it
came time to go further though, Sasuke hesitated.
�� It�s okay.
I�ll bottom,� Naruto assured him. Sasuke wondered if he had sensed what was
wrong.
�� A few
minutes spent with his fingers inside the cleft of Naruto�s ass and he was
moaning quietly. It was driving Sasuke beyond his limits. So he was quick to
push inside. His cock had begun to ache from the lack of attention and now it
was on fire. It had been too long for both of them apparently. Not a spare few
minutes later and Naruto was crying out against his shoulder and his muscles
were contracting and tightening up everywhere. Sasuke felt the muscles, those
beautifully tight and hot muscles around his cock, tighten painfully close
around him. He shuddered and pushed in a few more times before he felt the
orgasm hit. Crying out and burrowing his head against Naruto�s shoulder, he
came.
�� When their
breathing had calmed down and they settled in for the rest of the night to
sleep, Sasuke turned his head to scan Naruto�s face.
�� What are
you doing?� Naruto asked without opening his eyes. Sasuke thought about it for
a long second or two.
�� Then he
said, �Watching over you.�
�� He wrapped
his arms around Naruto in a light hug and closed his eyes, exhausted. Naruto
smiled a tiny, grateful smile before opening his eyes to stare down at Sasuke.
He ruffled the black hair into even messier spikes in the back and sighed. And
then, because he had wanted to do nothing else for a very long time, Naruto
fell asleep in Sasuke�s arms.
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