Under the Desert Night Sky *Completed* | By : Royality Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Naruto/Sasuke Views: 1132 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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*Note: as writing this, MoodySavage read my mind about Gaara*
"This is outrageous!" Gaara stood at his desk, his hands had slammed down to his large, wooden countertop. "Who authorized this?! Why wasn't I informed!!?" The enraged green eyes flared widely open before narrowing dangerously. His voice quieted down, mono-toned. "Who thought they could get away with this?" "Sir, we have a messenger from the Hidden Leaf." "I don't want a damn messenger! I want answers for this!" Knocking the writing scrolls and pens off of his desk, Gaara paced in anger. "Sending Anbu to my lands to attack citizens is an act of war! This is completely unprovoked!" "Sir, we can hardly called Uchiha and Uzumaki citizens..." "SILENCE! Who do you think I am for you to speak to me like this?!" Gaara growled in this throat as he went to have a seat in his large chair. He had been taking out his anger one of his advisors unfairly, and he knew it. Calming himself, chewing on his thumbnail was a bad habit. "I apologize." His voice had lowered, though he rubbed between his eyes from the stress. "Send in the messenger." The advisor nodded, giving a slight bow. Going to the large double doors, he placed a hand onto a handle. Pulling hard, the door opened. Coming from the hallway walked in three masked Anbu members, the front runner holding a sealed scroll. Gaara stood again, burning his gaze onto the pack of elite fighters. Without saying a word, the scroll was placed in Gaara's hand. Bowing, the trio ever so slightly turned to leave. Looking at the scroll, Gaara pulled open the seal. From unraveling the message, the black outlined eyes scanned it's contents quickly. With a shocked look, he threw the scroll down onto the desk. "Sir?" The advisor looked worried, taking a hesitant step forward. "Prepare to leave. We're going to the Hidden Leaf." Scrawled on the message that was thrown was clear black inked writing, Demands to bring Sasuke Uchiha to trail overwhelming. Warrant placed for his arrest and any accomplices. Tsunade sat at her desk, her long fingers tapping with the quill pen she had. Instead of writing, she was making a mess with ink spots as Sakura continued to protest. "But you can't allow this! These people are hurt and angry, I understand that, but only because Danzo's followers are whispering lies in their ears! Sasuke..." The cracking of the pen in Tsunade's fingers stopped Sakura's outburst. "Sasuke needs to take responsibility for what he did. The people are demanding it, the military is arguing amongst themselves, and the elders are in my damn ear!" Sakura moved to the desk, her hands slamming down. "Isn't it enough that we banished them from the village?! They are no longer ninja because of what we decided three years ago. " She moved to fish out a used Hidden Lead forehead protector from her back pouch. Throwing it onto Tsunade's desk, she continued to argue. "Naruto gave up his headband to protect Sasuke. Do you have any idea how much that hurt him?!" The metal clanged loudly as the headband bounced upwards into the air. It landed with a metallic rattle, making Tsunade's eyebrow twitch. "How could you allow this to happen? You're still Hokage, aren't you? Aren't you?!" Naruto and Sasuke had long since changed into their clothes. Continuing their day normally was surpassingly easy, even with the threat of another attack lingering over their heads. Naruto had started to fret over Sasuke's eyes, scolding him for using his Sharingan again. Especially over some 'no good thugs in masks.' Sasuke tried to disregard the attention, but when the night had come, rolled up one of the mats into the bedroom. Underneath, was a floor panel he hadn't touched in years. Moving the board aside, he saw his old clothing. Everything from his school days shirt to the black and red cloud printed coat. Everything was folded neatly and unharmed. Sitting on top, rested the Sword of the Kusanagi. The only comfort Sasuke had from opening this hidden panel was that Naruto's clothes, those atrocious orange and black jackets and pants, were folded up right next to his. Leaving the clothes, he removed the sword. Giving it a few practice swings, it was still as natural to him as his own arms. "You won't be needed that." Naruto had walked into the bedroom, two cups of tea with him. Sitting on the edge of the bed, he held up a cup out to Sasuke. Gripping the sword in one hand, he reached out to take it. His fingertips gently touched Naruto's, looking in his eyes. "Thanks." Sasuke sat down next to him, laying the sword at his feet. Both of his hands went to holding the cup of tea traditionally, with one of his hand on cupping the bottom. Keeping his gaze down, he looked at the sword. "I tried to kill you with this, didn't I?" Naruto laughed softly, putting an arm around Sasuke's shoulders. "Don't tell me you forgot?" Sasuke quietly shook his head, pulling the cup up to his lips and sipped. "I would have killed you." The blond laughed again, shrugging as he pulled Sasuke over for more of an embrace. "Nah. Well, maybe. Let's see you try that shit now. I'll beat you senseless, take you home, and ravage your sexy corpse." Sasuke cracked a smile, laughing at the crude joke. "You would fuck a dead body." Naruto grinned, fluffing up Sasuke's hair. Leaning over, he blew gently into the exposed ear poking from the mess of long hair. "Well, if it was your dead body, who knows?" The held ninja only rolled his eyes, looking back at the sword. With a bare foot, toes gently nudged the sword's hilt. Many painful memories filled Sasuke's head, ending when he nearly drove the blade into Naruto's back during their reunion. "Did I ever tell you, how pissed I was when I saw you again?" Naruto blinked, tilting his head. "Well you tried to stab me, so I figured." "No, I mean I was really mad. You had gotten better and came to get me. You felt strong enough to meet me again. I hated that." Naruto slid his arm away, sitting up straighter as Sasuke spoke. "What? What are you talking about?" Sasuke looked at him, shrugged, then looked away. "I would have came for you when I felt strong enough to fight you again. That time, in the valley, when we fought as kids. That didn't count." Naruto took a sip of his tea, his blue eyes looking over the cup. "It didn't?" Sasuke shook his head, looking shamefully away. "I had exhausted myself and you lost control. I didn't win anything. I would have come to find you when I felt like I could win." Naruto, wide-eyed and lost, blinked several times before responded to such a confession. "You think I only came because I thought I was strong enough to take you on? Seriously?" He cracked a smiled, laughing and blushing. Sasuke made a grumbling face, trying to figure out what was so damn funny. Naruto had to put his cup down on the end table in order to roll on his back. Holding his stomach tightly, he laughed. "You...You really thought that, huh?" He could barely breath, let alone speak. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I didn't come after you that day because I thought I was strong enough to take you." Sasuke moved to sit on his knees on the bed, leaning over to look at Naruto's face. "You didn't?" Smiling, the blond shook his head. "I knew I couldn't take you. I didn't want to fight you. I just wanted you to come home. I didn't even try to stop you, you know, when you tried to stick that oversized knife in me. I thought, Ah. If I die today, maybe he'll come to his senses." Sasuke stared blankly. His grey eyes grew wide and he slowly pulled away. "...Maybe." Naruto sat up on his elbow, his other hand reaching out to touch Sasuke's face. "Lucky for both of us you didn't get to, huh?" Sasuke blushed gently, pushing the hand playfully away. 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