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Soup's On	By : OfFansAndFlames Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1793 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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She was smiling? Naruto edged away from Sasuke, feigning unfamiliarity just quickly enough. Tsunade nodded at Sasuke, whose mind nimbly attempted to draw as much information from this limited interaction as he possibly could. This wasn't the doctor's bizarre way of lifting him up and assuring him that everything was going to be okay before sending his world into chaos, was it? Was it really safe to read this at face value?
"You're back early."
Tsunade nodded.
"Things were a little simpler than we'd thought."
Despite Tsunade's cheerier attitude, "simple" didn't always mean good.
"How so?"
"As I told you, there's no way of getting out of a follow up surgery."
Sasuke nodded impatiently. Where was she going with this?
"But that taken into account, it was difficult to hope for a better outcome."
It took every particle of Naruto's scanty self-restraint not to break out into a fully formed grin. After all, as an uninvolved party, this news should mean little to him. He bit his cheek roughly as he pretended to check the clock on the opposite wall. He was hardly able to see Sasuke's expression out of his periphery, but he was glad to at least gotten a quick, albeit blurry image. It was lovely to see his boyfriend smile like that, even if that expression on anyone else might have been standard.
"What happened?"
"We went in and saw that the tumor hadn't connected to his organs to the extent that we had suspected. In most cases, it was easily severed and removed. That means less recovery time and discomfort for your brother, a higher possibility of success, and a lower likelihood of relapse."
Sasuke nodded, his innards performing some impressive acrobatics as he retained his typically removed appearance.
"So what happens from here?"
"If everything goes well, we'll be able to send him home in a week. The follow up surgery will have to wait at least a month. But again, this is a relatively minor surgery."
Sasuke nodded, trying to take everything in and failing. He had wished to hope for something like this, but he would not allow his expectations to rise so high. It would make anything short of a total success that much more painful.
"The nurse will bring you back when you can see him again. It should be about half an hour or so," Tsunade stopped to laugh. "Your brother really is a character, you know."
Sasuke's snicker bordered on a chuckle, his deep relief causing his emotions to bubble to the surface. He wondered what Itachi was saying this time. It appeared that Itachi's fear might have come to fruition.
"Alright. Thanks."
"I want you to make sure he sleeps and doesn't press himself," Tsunade ordered sternly.
"Of course."
"Alright. You still have my number?"
"Yeah."
"Call if you need anything. I'm here late tonight."
Tsunade turned without further fuss, which Sasuke much appreciated. He painfully waited until Tsunade was gone to turn to his lover, unable to keep the smile off of his face. He hardly even caught sight of Naruto before the boy pounced him, hugging him roughly and swinging his body from side to side. Now that Naruto had been putting on weight and muscle, he really had gotten stronger.
"He's gonna be okay! I knew it!"
Sasuke was getting thrown about now, and he quickly jerked himself out of Naruto's hold.
"Stop it, dumbass!" Sasuke answered, unable to sound severe, "You're gonna cause a scene."
"Oh my god… I was shitting bricks, S'uke. I didn't wanna tell you obviously."
A toddler openly gawked at the two boys as his mother smiled at them, soon after returning her attention to her celebrity magazine. Fortunately, she didn't mind the mild swearing.
"I could tell anyway."
"What?! I was seriously that obvious?"
"Only somewhat obvious. I just read you better."
"Dammit…"
It seemed that the nurse came so quickly to escort Sasuke back into the surgical recovery room. Sasuke was unable to tell Naruto goodbye. Sasuke felt much more confident as he traced the halls this time, excited to finally see his brother's victory for himself. The door creaked quietly as the nurse opened it fully. All of Itachi's machines had been connected again, and he once again appeared weak and disoriented. Regardless of the positive outcome of the surgery and the fact that Sasuke could have expected nothing else, it was still a little difficult to watch. Itachi waved at the nurse with drooped eyes as she left. His hair was a tangled mess, but he didn't seem to be in any pain.
"Hey…" Itachi groused with a wide, sleepy smile.
"Hey."
"You're lookin' good," Itachi said, pointing to Sasuke. "How'd it go?"
Sasuke blinked, pausing for a moment before replying.
"What are you going on about? Shouldn't I be the one saying that?"
Itachi seemed very confused by this, his mouth hanging open slightly. He took his time to process Sasuke's response.
"Oh… I was thinking in my head that it would be what you would say when I saw you, but I guess I said it instead."
This seemed to be even worse than last time. Sasuke rolled his eyes, smiling.
"I guess so."
Itachi's breathing began to deepen, but Itachi jerked his eyes open again.
"So…" Sasuke said quietly. He wasn't sure when he'd be forced to leave, and he didn't want Itachi to find him missing unannounced after dozing off. He wondered if, as drugged as Itachi was, this would make him anxious.
"I didn't do it," Itachi urgently interrupted.
"You didn't do what?"
"It," Itachi emphasized, as if the alleged action were too horrible to speak of.
"You've lost me."
"It!" Tears began to obscure Itachi's eyes as he became distressed, his breathing quickening. "I didn't do it!"
"Okay, okay. You didn't do it."
A long strand of Itachi's hair fell over his temple as he nodded, suddenly regarding Sasuke very seriously.
"I'd like you to know that I'm enjoying our time here."
Sasuke chuckled quietly. God, all the blackmail opportunities this would afford him…
"I appreciate that. I'd like you to know that I'm enjoying our time here too."
"'S been a pleasure doing business with you," Itachi mumbled. "Please drive through."
Sasuke rested his chin on his hand, shaking his head and covering his mouth as if trying to defeat a case of the giggles in the middle of class. If he could not refrain from laughing completely, he would at least keep it dignified. As well as Sasuke knew Itachi, seeing him do something like this was borderline hilarious. Itachi's eyes flitted shut, and Sasuke found a seat in the corner of the room, far enough so as not to disrupt his rest. Sasuke leaned his head against the wall, now clearly noticing his own fatigue. Suddenly it became difficult to keep his eyes open.
"Sasuke?"
A nurse. They knew Sasuke by name now.
"Hm?"
"We're going to move him to his room now."
Sasuke followed, trekking past the rooms of others who might or might not have been as lucky as his brother. This wasn't the first moment of fire his family had endured through these halls, though he hoped it would be one of the last. Itachi's new room was on the seventh floor, high above the hospital's other buildings and bound by faint blue walls. With a distant view of the ocean, it seemed like as good of a place to recover as any. Though there was still little Sasuke could do about the horrible food his brother would be forced to consume.
Sasuke stayed with Itachi for the next two hours in his new hospital room, watching the clouds move over a far off mountain and watching a pigeon on the windowsill groom himself as Itachi slipped in and out of slumber. For the first time in what seemed like a while, Sasuke was quite comfortable now, using their time to slump into his chair and relax rather than rigidly standing guard. He wondered what Naruto was up to currently. He was sure that Naruto would find some way to occupy himself. He'd never complained in the past, anyhow.
"Sasuke…"
"Yeah?"
"M' stomach hurts like a bitch."
It was so rarely he heard Itachi complain or swear these days. He knew how he used to talk to Sasuke before his role had been so abruptly altered. Itachi didn't have a dirty mouth, but Sasuke could still overhear Itachi speak over the phone with what few friends he could keep with his busy schedule. He walked over to Itachi casually, catching a glance at his morphine pump. It had been twenty minutes since the last injection.
"Not enough morphine?"
"Whatcha tryin ta do, kill me?"
"Fine, be stubborn," Sasuke huffed, though he supposed that there was no way around the pain Itachi was experiencing. He felt a little foolish for suggesting more morphine when Itachi was already so loopy, but he didn't like watching his brother suffer. He would rather not admit this to Itachi, however.
"You're fussy," Itachi stated, his brows furrowing. Sasuke placed his thumb between Itachi's brows and rubbed out the creases threatening to form.
"You're the fussy one."
Itachi smiled up at Sasuke as he leaned over Itachi.
"You should try to fall asleep while you still have the morphine in your system," Sasuke said quietly. "It'll be tougher later."
"Will do, Dr. Uchiha."
"Doctor, already? You're setting the bar awfully high for me."
Sasuke returned to his seat, letting his back fall deep into the padding of the seat. Itachi sat quietly for a few minutes before he spoke next.
"You need to rest too."
Sasuke shrugged.
"I'm fine."
"Sasuke…" Itachi spoke severely, and it was becoming obvious now that the morphine was wearing off. "You look like shit. Go sleep."
Sasuke frowned, staring at the ground obstinately for a few seconds before opening his mouth to speak. Itachi, however, beat him to it.
"What do you expect to do for me, sitting here while I sleep? If you really want to help me, go home and rest so that you can be at my beck and call later."
Sasuke sighed. He'd arrived at the hospital only a few hours after the sun rose, and now it had nearly finished its descent. He didn't want to leave Itachi for his own reasons as well, but he knew that his brother was right. He would need his strength now.
"Suit yourself," Sasuke exhaled, standing up and readjusting his shirt.
"Later, Sasuke," Itachi replied with a smile, waving at him weakly.
"Later, 'Tachi," Sasuke smiled back lightly.
He quickly made his way through the hospital to reunite with his lover. As reluctant as he was to leave Itachi, the prospect of a hot meal cooked at home and rest sounded godly. He found Naruto right where he'd left him, asleep in one of the chairs in the waiting room and snoring softly.
"Hey," Sasuke nudged Naruto, who emitted a particularly loud snore before awakening and looked around hurriedly.
"Wuh? Oh…"
"Let's go."
Naruto silently traversed the short distance between the lobby and the main hospital entrance. The crisp night air forced him to become alert as they crossed the automatic doors, the blond rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.
"So, how'd it go?"
"Fine," Sasuke answered nonchalantly.
Naruto nodded, holding Sasuke's hand. Sasuke accepted the advance wordlessly. Naruto stared at Sasuke's face, which looked so relaxed compared to how it had appeared this morning.
"What?"
"Nothing," Naruto replied with a grin.
"I'm going to let you get away with that because I'm nice."
"Hah! You, nice? Buuullshit." Naruto paused before clarifying, "Get away with what, exactly?"
"You just pulled a 'never mind' on me."
"But I never said 'never mind.'"
"No, but it was the basic implication."
Naruto shook his head quickly.
"Nuh uh. I never even said anything! To really pull a 'never mind' you need to say something to get the other person curious first."
"Staring at me like that and refusing to explain yourself suffices."
"It most certainly does not suffice," Naruto insisted passionately, his voice becoming a bit louder than he'd intended.
"You're snagging me on a technicality," Sasuke teased, not all that engrossed in the disagreement but enjoying riling Naruto up.
"You lie, you lying liar. LIES."
"I do something nice, and this is the thanks I get?"
Naruto paused, appearing genuinely conflicted. They'd reach the bus stop now.
"I'm… I'm sorry, Sasuke, I didn't mean to…"
"Fucking with you," Sasuke answered briskly before smirking, "Yet again."
"Ugh! You're such an asshole!" Naruto shouted, socking Sasuke in the arm. It was currently unfortunate that Naruto was getting so much stronger, and with all the physical labor he was putting in, the trend was likely to continue. That one actually hurt. So Sasuke returned the favor.
"Ow! Bastard…"
"Moron."
Before they could get carried away, the bus arrived. Sasuke flashed his pass, and Naruto put the few necessary coins in the machine for his own ticket. They took a couple seats towards the middle of the bus, Sasuke taking the window side. The ride to Sasuke's house was short, only about ten minutes. Naruto sat for several minutes, resisting the urge to rub at his now sore bicep. He wouldn't give Sasuke the satisfaction. After several minutes of silence, Sasuke spoke.
"Hey…" he said under his breath, just loudly enough for Naruto to hear. Naruto looked back at him. "Thanks for coming."
Naruto grinned, pecking Sasuke on the cheek and holding his hand tightly.
"Of course. I wasn't gonna leave you there to pout all day."
"Yeah…" Sasuke grunted, glancing out the window. "Well… In a more general sense, thank you. Not just for today…"
Naruto laughed.
"Seriously, dude? You're welcome, but I really think I'm the one who should be thanking you."
Sasuke didn't respond, absently watching the trees pass.
"I was so screwed when I met you. It's because of you that I've had somewhere to sleep and food to eat. You really bailed me out."
Sasuke grunted, which Naruto translated to a "don't sweat it." Sasuke was unspeakably pleased that his brother would recover so quickly, but this did raise a few issues. Naruto's response had unwittingly reminded him that their arrangement wouldn't last much longer. With Itachi back in the house, how much longer could Naruto hide?
"Yeah… Though with Itachi recovering so much more quickly…"
A gloom slunk over Naruto's face, and Sasuke immediately regretted his comment. He had no doubts that Naruto was terrified of whatever would happen after he was discovered.
"Forget it."
"It occurred to me too, though I sort of feel like an ass stressing about it considering what was at stake with your brother. I really am happy for you guys. And I really should be thankful that I could stay with you even this long."
Sasuke frowned, pulling his left sleeve down as it had begun to inch up his forearm.
"You're allowed to stress. As pleased as I am about what happened today, I'm not looking forward to that aspect of it either."
He knew that whatever misgivings he was feeling about this all, they were likely nothing compared to Naruto's. After all, this is what he'd spent an entire year of vagrancy for trying to escape. They exited their bus as the doors squeaked open and approached the house.
"Thanks for being…you know, understanding and all."
"Of course."
Sasuke closed the door behind them, and they now stood aimlessly in Sasuke's living room.
"You're scared."
Naruto looked away from Sasuke now, staring at his shoes. He wouldn't deny it.
"I'm going to watch out for you. I know more than anyone that some things can't be controlled, but I'll do everything I can to keep you safe. If things do get bad, you have somewhere to run to."
Naruto smiled, noticing his vision starting to blur. He was scared, yes, but he felt so fortunate to have found someone like Sasuke.
"But I get the feeling that it won't come to that. I think you're going to be fine."
"Thanks…" Naruto muttered, sniffing quietly and wiping at his eye.
Sasuke placed his palm against Naruto's cheek, small teardrops changing course over Naruto's scars, then the knuckle of Sasuke's thumb. Sasuke leaned forward, his lips meeting Naruto's as he planted what was intended to be a small peck. Naruto opened his mouth, his tongue inching forward as it met the resistance of Sasuke's. Their tongues softly vied against each other for several seconds before Naruto pulled his mouth away to speak.
"Ya know, I'm not just crying out of sadness."
"Hm?" Sasuke answered, arching a brow.
"I feel kind of lucky. Because if you take into account what was going on last year, I'm one hell of a lot better off."
Sasuke smiled back at Naruto. It was like him to be so optimistic, even when facing the things he feared the most. It was something Sasuke had not yet managed to pull off and something he had secretly begun to admire.
"But all that's because of you, I guess."
It was difficult even for Sasuke to comprehend how he could have made such a difference in someone's life. Sometimes, unbeknownst to any of his friends, Itachi, or even Naruto, he found himself wishing that he had also been in his house when everything turned to ash. But lately, he was discovering more and more reasons to appreciate his survival. He supposed this was just another one of them. If he had died along with his parents, where would Naruto be now?
Sasuke merely nodded slightly, the two teens holding eye contact comfortably. Sasuke leaned forward again, pulling Naruto's body into him by the wrist as he kissed him. Naruto's hand rose to rest on Sasuke's waist, and Sasuke gently pet Naruto's hair as the blond nuzzled his face into Sasuke's muscular chest.
"In the end, shit luck on both of our parts brought us together."
Naruto snickered.
"I know. Kind of a trip, huh?"
"Life tends to be like that, I think. Cause and effect have a weird way of messing with your expectations."
Naruto sighed, allowing himself to fall back into the couch in the living room with a loud plunk. Sasuke quietly joined Naruto on the opposite side.
"Hey, Sasuke, are you one of those people who believe that everything happens for a reason?"
If his parents hadn't died, he probably would not have landed himself in community service. He wouldn't have met Naruto, and Naruto would have been either on the streets or perhaps suffered a fate even worse. Sasuke didn't know the answer to Naruto's question. He'd heard people claim such a thing, and some even had the audacity to insist this to him immediately after he'd lost his family. However, he did know that something very good could come out of something very bad, and that was enough to give his suffering purpose.
"There's no way to know that. It sounds like one of those things people say before they try to get you to believe in God."
Naruto shook his head, smiling softly.
"I expected you to say something like that."
Sasuke leaned back, taking off his shoes. He wasn't intending on leaving any time soon.
"Do you think everything happens for a reason?"
"I'd like to believe that, so I do. It helps."
"Fair enough," Sasuke said simply.
Naruto leaned forward, cramming his face underneath Sasuke's and staring up at him. Sasuke gave Naruto a look and moved away.
"What?"
"You seem kinda…unresolved?"
"It's not that. I just don't like saying that everything happens for a reason."
"Why not?"
"Some really bad shit happens. The Holocaust, for instance. What reason could ever be good enough for something like that?"
"Yeah, but…"
Naruto paused now, thinking deeply. He knew this wasn't about the Holocaust, starvation in Africa, or kids with cancer. He knew Sasuke well enough to know that this was drawing upon something personal. He could read it in the way Sasuke's eyes trailed over the wall and the way he lightly bit the inside of his bottom lip.
"Would you feel guilty for thinking that everything happens for a reason?"
"Why would I feel guilty for that?" Sasuke answered defensively.
"Because you feel like believing that would be a form of betrayal."
Sasuke's eyes nervously moved over to Naruto, wondering how his lover had been able to read him so well. How could he believe such a thing? If he chose to believe that, he might forget how wrong and unfair what happened to his parents was. It would condone their death.
"Why does that matter?" Sasuke rebutted, agitated. "Why is it so important for me to believe something that isn't even proven?"
"Sasuke, whether you believe or not… That's not the issue. It's that…" He hesitated. "It seems like you're just holding on to sadness and resentment and a bunch of shitty feelings because you feel like letting them go would be…"
"I'm not sad."
"Sasuke, no one expects you to be…" Naruto quickly caught himself. As Sasuke had made clear before, he cared much more about what he expected of himself than what others expected of him. "How could you get over something like that? It's okay to still be ripped up about it."
"Are you supposed to be my shrink now?" Sasuke grumbled.
"This stuff still affects you," Naruto insisted. "Like what just happened now, how you even got into selling drugs and all. I know you would've been freaked out, but do you really think you would've gone so far had…" Naruto paused. This entire conversation had been vague. He hesitated to say the words. "Had your parents not died?"
Maybe this was too much for Sasuke. After all, Itachi was still in the hospital. But even though Sasuke seemed to be turning around, Naruto did not want him to be weakened to temptation. The scar tissue was still weak in some parts, as much as Sasuke was recovering. Itachi was still sick. Naruto was sure that Sasuke's unresolved feelings involving his parents' death were impeding his ability to cope with this.
He didn't know how he expected Sasuke to react… Whether Sasuke would go silent, yell at him, change the subject… Sasuke hated the fact that Naruto was right. He knew that his thought process had changed after his parents' death, that it was no longer as perfectly rational as it used to be. He'd had to admit that to himself so recently as he decided to cut his ties with Kabuto.
"So what do you want to do about it?" Sasuke answered, a little bit of fire in his tone. "Send me to therapy? Already did that. Tell me that everything happens for a reason and give me a Bible? They tried that too. I don't need to revisit this. It was bad enough the first time."
"Sasuke…"
The restlessness in Sasuke's voice was painful to hear.
"I'm sorry. I know things have been crazy lately, and…"
"And maybe this isn't the time? You think?" Sasuke snapped sarcastically.
"No offense, but you're kind of proving my point here."
Sasuke rolled his eyes, stubbornly silent now. What exactly was Naruto trying to achieve?
"I don't drag all your skeletons out of the closet and make you deal with them."
It was true. Even when Naruto had a panic attack and then willingly offered to share his past with Sasuke, Sasuke respected his privacy. There were certain things you shouldn't stick your nose into.
"Of course not. Because I've actually dealt with them."
"Have you?" Sasuke asked, raising a brow.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"You're acting defensive."
"You're a prick, Sasuke. I was just trying to help you, and you have to bring that up."
Weren't they just kissing and reminiscing about life just a few moments ago? These were some monumental mood swings. They were in a stressful situation. Maybe it was affecting them more than they'd suspected.
"You mean like you brought my shit up?"
"But you're only bringing this up to get back at me, when I only wanted what was best for you."
"I'm not trying to get back at you. I'm making a connection so you can understand where I'm coming from."
"Oh, so I make you uncomfortable, so you intentionally try to make me uncomfortable? How thoughtful."
Naruto crossed his arms, rolling his eyes at Sasuke.
"Why do you keep assuming that I was being vindictive? I'm just saying that both of us have issues we still have to face. You can preach at me about facing my demons, but when the spotlight's on you, you get paranoid and snippy."
Naruto felt like decking Sasuke at that moment. Why was he getting so angry? Damn, it couldn't be… He was so accustomed to redirecting Sasuke. What would happen if Sasuke played his role? No, Sasuke had to be wrong.
"So did you!" Naruto yelled, pointing at Sasuke dramatically. "You're not one to talk!"
"Whatever. I'm not the one on the pulpit. But you admit it?"
Naruto inwardly swore at himself. He'd incriminated himself with that comment, but nothing he couldn't recover from.
"I never admitted to anything," he said venomously, his teeth clenched. "I just said that you're doing the same thing you accused me of."
"Jesus, Naruto. Calm down," Sasuke stated with cut. Bad choice.
"No! I'm not going to calm down!" Naruto shouted, stamping his foot down. Sasuke rolled his eyes.
"What are you, three years old?"
Sasuke's sarcasm was doing nothing to calm Naruto. He didn't even know why he'd suddenly become so angry. All he knew was that he had just been trying to help Sasuke, and Sasuke had to act like a royal dick and put him under a microscope. But he had a lot of stuff to handle at the moment. Too much to deal with this bullshit.
"No! You're not gonna just…go around and try to get under people's skin because you're insecure about having issues!"
"You say I have issues? Who's the one stomping around throwing a temper tantrum like a toddler because of one small comment?"
"I'm mad because you're an asshole is why I'm mad!"
"Well that was clever," Sasuke sneered.
Naruto stomped his foot down once, and again twice, angered by the futility of his efforts to get Sasuke back on the defensive. Why did Sasuke have to be so witty when it came to stuff like this? No matter how right Naruto was, he could never seem to win these arguments. Meanwhile, Sasuke fought back the urge to give a condescending laugh at Naruto's antics.
"You…" Naruto shouted, grabbing Sasuke by the shirt and yanking him in towards his body. Sasuke's neck snapped backwards, Naruto's strength taking his body by surprise. He certainly wasn't frail anymore. Naruto merely glared down at Sasuke. Sasuke didn't resist, smugly meeting Naruto's stare directly. Sasuke could feel Naruto's hot breath fall down his neck.
"Cute. Were you planning on saying something?"
Their faces were so close that Sasuke could actually hear his boyfriend's teeth clenching. Blond brows burrowed together so dramatically that it rendered Sasuke's modest attempts to take his boyfriend seriously near impossible. Those thin, pale lips still smirked up Naruto, right up until the instant Naruto's arm swung back and gracelessly collided with his nose.
He hadn't actually expected Naruto to hit him – they'd fought and wrestled and beat on each other all the time, but it was always in good fun. Having landed backwards on his ass, his hands scratched from sliding back against the carpet, Sasuke realized that something between them both had snapped. Maybe it was because Itachi was in the hospital, or because they both knew that they would be inevitably separated. Or perhaps it was because Sasuke had begun selling drugs and Naruto was working shitty part-time jobs. Maybe it was everything, but one thing was certain. He was pissed.
Sasuke lost a few precious seconds to shock before he rapidly picked himself up, ready to strike back. That smug little son of a bitch had the nerve to deck him? But before he could take his revenge, Naruto's now respectable body weight came down on top of him, slamming his back down onto the floor, his head having just barely missed smacking against the leg of the coffee table. Pale hands angrily snatched at Naruto's T-shirt, the other boy's hands following suit.
And then their foreheads came together so hard Sasuke swore his skull shook inside his head, his ears ringing as his jaws snapped shut. In some corner of his dizzy mind, he was glad that that moron was probably feeling the same pain. He'd only need a few minutes to teach Naruto an important lesson: no one was allowed to treat him this way.
But what happened next came so quickly that he couldn't process it, the information bypassing his brain and traveling straight to his muscles and sinews. His body just reacted instinctively, and now their open mouths pressed together, tongues angrily lashing against one another.
Sasuke's fists tightened in Naruto's shirt, and he pushed away from him, angry that Naruto dared to become so intimate with him at such a time. But the blond was persistent, and Sasuke only put in his most severe effort seconds after the onset. The kiss tasted slightly metallic, a warm liquid between their lips informing Sasuke that his nose was bleeding. Yet the pain was hardly noticeable as their bodies writhed against each other on the floor.
Sasuke bit down on his lover's lip angrily, the modest amount of blood emerging melding with the blood on Sasuke's face. Naruto finally pulled back, but not before having conveniently placed his knee between his spread legs, pushed just a little too hard against Sasuke's groin for comfort.
"Fucker." Naruto spat, sucking at his swollen bottom lip.
The tension between them was thick for several moments as they stared each other down furiously and silently, each trying to decipher the others motives and next movements. Sasuke made a move to lean upwards, quickly attempting to throw Naruto off of him, but the knee between his thighs quickly ceased his movements, the older over top of him once more.
Sasuke acquiesced just long enough for Naruto to let his guard down. He sprung his weight into his left forearm, pushing it against the floor to swing all of his weight into his right, shoving Naruto aside. It left enough room for him to get on his knees as Naruto lost his balance, and now they vied with each other, both in the same position. However, Sasuke still had a slight bit of strength on Naruto. He grunted as he tore Naruto down, quickly straddling the boy. Naruto's hands reached up to push Sasuke off of him, but Sasuke gripped both of Naruto's wrists so hard that Naruto could hardly bend his fingers. With great effort, Sasuke pinned Naruto's wrist to the floor.
"So you think you can top me?" Naruto provoked, grinning in amusement as a drop of blood dripped down his lip.
They were both panting, their chests rising and falling dramatically. With each steep inhale, Sasuke smelled both the combined aroma of their sweat and his own blood. Of course he could top Naruto. That was how it was supposed to play out from the start. But they had only slept together once. Sasuke had been sick, sleep deprived, and emotionally overwhelmed at the time, so he had been at a severe disadvantage. But now they were on even ground.
"You doubt it?" Sasuke asked menacingly, tilting his head as he stared Naruto down. "I'll fix that."
"You sure you know what you're doing, Uchiha?"
Sasuke issued a cocky half smile. His actions would come to his defense much more effectively than words ever could. They were kissing again, hands roving and scratching along arms and torsos, their bodies pressed so flush against each other that Sasuke questioned if the other could hear how fast his heart was thumping in his chest, a sweltering mix of anger and lust swelling inside them both.
He forced his tongue into Naruto's mouth, the blond growling animalistically. Naruto bit at Sasuke's lip, tugging it as Sasuke's hand raced up his chest under his shirt, hungrily grabbing up Naruto's musculature before giving Naruto's nipple a rough pinch. Naruto snarled, his back arching as he yanked Sasuke's face closer to his own by his hair. Sasuke rubbed Naruto's nipple between his thumb and forefinger rapidly, and he felt Naruto's erection budding against his thigh.
Sasuke scooted up on Naruto's abdomen, smirking as he reached back and rapidly palmed Naruto through his jeans. Meanwhile, he bent over and bit the side of Naruto's neck, sucking mercilessly. Naruto reached underneath Sasuke's back and clawed his nails down it with as much force as he could. He hoped he made that son of a bitch bleed.
Sasuke grinned crookedly at his handiwork, pleased to see the furious and deep mark on Naruto's neck. He'd like to see this one heal in a week. Naruto fought against him, trying to push him off by rising up. Sasuke pounded Naruto's chest back into the ground, the back of Naruto's skull smacking the ground so abruptly it caused his jaws to snap shut. In doing so, Sasuke strained a muscle on the right side of his torso, swearing under his breath and taking out his frustration on Naruto once again.
Sasuke jerked Naruto's shirt up, a button popping off by Naruto's collarbone and landing underneath the coffee table. He kissed, bit, and tugged down Naruto's neck, giving him an equally dark hickey where his shoulder met his neck. Naruto's toes curled as his skin tingled near the area, a particularly sensitive spot for him as he was sure Sasuke knew. Sasuke smirked in satisfaction as Naruto's vocal chords betrayed him, a lustful moan escaping. Sasuke's typical cockiness only annoyed Naruto more, yet his breath hitched all the same as Sasuke unbuttoned his pants and unceremoniously swung his fly open.
He felt a muscle in his groin twitch as his painfully growing erection met the December air of an unheated house. Naruto's body was defying his mind's orders flagrantly, treasonous goosebumps speckling his skin and blood flooding to all the wrong areas. Sasuke was getting his way and acting smug, as usual. Hadn't he been the one who made the first advance? How had Sasuke gotten the upper hand? If Naruto hadn't been angry enough before, this would do him in.
Naruto viciously bit Sasuke's earlobe and tugged while Sasuke took Naruto's plump sex into his hand and pumped feverishly. Naruto's eyes involuntarily clenched shut. A pleasure was threatening to hijack his willpower, but Naruto resisted. He wouldn't let Sasuke win. He unbuttoned Sasuke's pants, emitting a similar smirk as he fingered Sasuke's buldge, just to get under Sasuke's skin. As Naruto began to pump, Sasuke smacked his hand away, moving his hips downward so that his pelvis neared Naruto's. Impatiently, he supported his upper body with his left hand and pumped both of their cocks in his right, his hand shlicking as a few dribbles of precum lubricated his motions.
Over the course of their argument and subsequent…diversion, the house had grown dark. The green glow of Sasuke's DVD player offered sparse illumination. The only sounds to be heard issued from the humming hand-me-down refrigerator in Sasuke's kitchen, their panting as they struggled with and against each other, and the simple and inevitable bumps, slaps, and slips of skin on skin.
Sasuke's emotions had run the gamut today. From anxiety and fear, to relief and joy, to sadness, to fury, to lust… He couldn't keep track of them, so he submerged himself in this moment. He clenched his teeth as he felt his most sensitive skin pressed against Naruto, whom he still felt like punching in the face. This was random and contradictory, but he didn't bother with explanations. He just knew that between him being sick, the lack of sleep, and the truckloads of responsibility he was shouldering, it had been far too long since he'd done something like this.
Naruto's hand clawed into the carpet, the coarse fibers edging under his nails and scratching his fingertips and elbow. He could only glare at Sasuke now through lidded eyes, and Sasuke could barely see it through the dimmed lighting as he stared back, unintimidated. Naruto again kissed Sasuke fiercely as he felt himself come nearer and nearer to orgasm, but… Sasuke let go.
"What the fuck, Sasuke?" Naruto shouted, his knuckles clenching as he grew unsatisfied.
"Move," Sasuke ordered, attempting to flip Naruto over onto his stomach. Naruto resisted, elbowing Sasuke's hand away.
"Move," Sasuke repeated lethally.
Naruto leaned his head back and spat in Sasuke's face, grinning at Sasuke, daring the Uchiha to make him regret it. Sasuke inhaled irefully before shoving all of his weight into flipping Naruto over. Once he had Naruto where he wanted him, he crammed Naruto's bare chest against the rough carpet so hard that Naruto wondered if he'd have rug burns. His chest thoroughly compacted, Naruto's breaths were forcibly shallow and quick. A slight stream of drool fell from Naruto's lips onto the carpet's loops, the pressure of the floor forcing his mouth open.
Sasuke forced Naruto's pants down his ass and wiped Naruto's saliva away with his second finger, staring down at the moistened digit wickedly before shoving it into Naruto's hole. The pucker contracted roughly as Naruto gasped in pain. Naruto's body seemed intent on pushing him out, but Sasuke persisted. Naruto was growing dizzy from lack of oxygen, and the pain of Sasuke's finger, now thrusting more deeply, began to lose its edge and quickly morphed into bliss. He snarled and grunted rather than moaned, and Sasuke followed suit.
But Sasuke was impatient and apparently not overly interested in his boyfriend's comfort, using nothing but an extra dab of his own saliva before adding his middle finger. In fact, Sasuke wanted it to hurt. He wanted to get back at Naruto, wanted him to realize how far he'd ventured out of his league. Moreover, he never wanted Naruto to doubt that he had every ability to pleasure him, hurt him, and rule him.
In this position, Naruto couldn't kiss, pinch, or bite Sasuke. He could only allow his ass to be thrust into and endure the full brunt of Sasuke's wrath…and he was profoundly enjoying it. He quietly moaned, relaxing his body so that Sasuke was able to go deeper and deeper. No, he wasn't only enjoying it. He needed it. Thus, he growled as Sasuke again stopped his movements.
"Is there a problem?" Sasuke asked, so casually that it only mocked him.
"The fuck do you think is the problem?" Naruto hissed.
"If you want me to fill you, beg."
"Hah!" Naruto laughed, amused by Sasuke's audacity. "I'm not begging you for shit!"
But Sasuke clawed at Naruto's hair, cramming his face into the ground. Meanwhile, the pad of his thumb pressed on Naruto's ass, the muscles around the thumb convulsing as Sasuke came so painfully close to entering.
"Beg."
Sasuke's voice was deep, luscious, and full, so commanding that it sent shudders through Naruto's body. He remembered what happened the last time he defied that voice, a grand total of a minute ago. As much as he despised Sasuke at the moment, the throbbing of his heart and all of the endorphins circulating his bloodstream screamed at him to obey.
"Do it," Naruto responded, his tone losing much of its defiance.
"You can do better."
"Fuck…" Naruto swore icily, gathering himself before continuing. "You motherfucker… Please, fill me. Please!"
It wasn't exactly groveling, but Sasuke decided that this would suffice. He wished he had some lube nearby, for both of their sakes. He'd do the best he could, using saliva mixed with a hint of blood to further moisten his erection. Naruto's hole gladly accepted Sasuke as he thrust into Naruto deeply.
"Nngh!" Naruto moaned.
Naruto had never been penetrated before, not like this. He found it to be an overwhelming experience entirely, especially given his mental state at the moment. The anger in his veins stubbornly shouted its existence at Naruto, though his overstimulated brain had forgotten why he was angry to begin with.
Sasuke bucked his hips forward, addicted to the feeling of his cock jammed so tightly into Naruto's hot orifice. Naruto's body was so tight, offering strong resistance that was mostly pleasure but a little bit pain. This was a first experience for Sasuke as well. This was the role he had envisioned himself in when he'd imagined losing his virginity. He reveled in the delicious friction as he thrust again, deeper this time and gaining in momentum. This had been the subject of Sasuke's guilty fantasies since even before the two of them had kissed. He'd even dreamt about it, albeit in his dreams, this occurred under much different circumstances.
Naruto's face slid forward as Sasuke's hips collided with his ass yet again, his cheekbone pressing into a leg of the coffee table. Naturally, Sasuke didn't give a damn. He was enjoying too much the feeling of ownership as he plowed so completely into his lover, listening as Naruto's true feelings manifested themselves as blissful moans. Sasuke didn't know whether this was reconciliation or punishment, but he was loving every second.
"That's all?" Naruto rasped. "That's as hard as you can fuck me?"
Sasuke let out a mischievous "tch." Even without lube, Naruto still wanted more. Sasuke braced himself against Naruto's back, slamming all of his body into Naruto, feeling the repeated pressure of Naruto's prostate against him. Naruto didn't bother to restrain his moans now, loudly filling the house with his ecstasy. Sasuke moaned along with him, very quietly at first and with each thrust just barely intensifying. Faster, harder, deeper…
Naruto could hardly even feel his face cram against the table leg, his ribcage strain against the floor, or the slight burn of the now moistened friction against his entrance. He brought his knees closer into his body, using the leverage to push back against Sasuke's cock as Sasuke came forward. He reached around and urgently pumped at his own erection, precum streaming down his fingers. God, he needed this. Already so eager, his body neared orgasm quickly.
Naruto's body trembled as his insides spasmed, squeezing against Sasuke. He let out a loud moan as a blissful heat flowed from his groin out to his very fingers, streams of cum falling into Naruto's moving hand. There were several more spurts followed as Sasuke stuck himself fully inside of him. His anger faded as his endorphins had their say, and now he only wanted to be closer to the man making him feel this way.
As pissed as Sasuke still was at Naruto, the sight of him ejaculating as he thrust inside of him was beautiful. He had to join him, adopting the same desperate pace as Naruto had seconds ago. Naruto willingly allowed Sasuke to continue, now wanting nothing more than his lover's pleasure. How had things changed so quickly?
Sasuke felt it coming, felt his balls harden as he started to lose control. Through the fuzz of his orgasm, Naruto did his best to help Sasuke by offering as little resistance as possible. Sasuke's nails clawed into Naruto's shoulder blade, and then Naruto knew… Sasuke's spunk spurted hard into Naruto's ass as Sasuke felt the emotional and physical tension in his body release. The cum dripped down Naruto's ass, down his inner thighs, and unfortunately, onto the carpet. Sasuke noted that he would have to clean that up later.
Naruto loved being so full of Sasuke, feeling some mix between exposed, pleasured, and embarrassed. He wondered which position he preferred. Penetrating Sasuke had been amazing, but this… Sasuke, on the other hand, knew exactly where his preferences lay. He pulled out of Naruto, unable to feel anything other than ecstasy. He lay next to Naruto on his side, and Naruto joined to face him, thick fingers gently petting Sasuke's shoulder.
As the buzz of his orgasm faded, Sasuke again remembered exactly what had made him so angry. He frowned, and it appeared that Naruto had read his thoughts proficiently. Naruto frowned too. But they were too sad about what had happened to point fingers, their fingertips softly petting each other as the minutes passed. Finally, Naruto spoke.
"We're really fucked up, aren't we?"
Sasuke smiled softly.
"Just a bit."
"Heh…" Naruto mumbled. "I'm sorry," he added with fragility.
"Yeah…" Sasuke said slowly, wiping some blood off of his lip. "Me too."
Something in apologizing made both of them feel better, their consciences lighter. Naruto easily remembered punching Sasuke and a handful of the things he'd said to him. However, had to strain his mind to remember exactly how the fight had started and all that had been said.
"I can't believe it…" Naruto sighed, distraught. "I just lost control."
Sasuke shrugged.
"Yes, but I can understand why."
"I guess we both have things to work on."
"Apparently so."
Naruto snickered, glad that both of them were returning to better spirits.
"Sorry… I didn't mean to force my way in or preach at you."
Sasuke shook his head.
"I know you were just trying to help."
He regretted reacting so strongly now. He'd felt cornered at the time, so he'd lashed out. But, as Naruto had said, this only proved his point.
"Ah, how is it that everything's so easy to discuss now?" Naruto joked.
"I blame the endorphins."
Naruto laughed, which caused Sasuke to smile again.
"We can go at your own pace, okay Sasuke?"
Sasuke nodded silently. He did want to follow Naruto's advice and face his past. But how?
"And so will I," Naruto added.
Sasuke didn't know how he could help Naruto with his past either. He wondered if the two of them just needed more time, which was currently something they had very little of. Regardless, Sasuke nodded again.
"Sounds fair."
Naruto grinned back at Sasuke.
"Things are looking up, Sasuke. We got a future so bright we gotta wear shades," Naruto sing-songed, tilting up an imaginary pair of sunglasses.
Sasuke's gaze caught Naruto's. His prospects were much better… At least for now. Things had been getting better before Itachi got sick too. He wondered what would solicit the next doldrums. Yet if Naruto could say this, considering the challenges he faced, it had to count for something.
There was a lull in the conversation as they both moved to get up, looking over the damage to both the carpet and each other. Naruto's lip was swollen, but most traces of blood had been mostly kissed away. Sasuke's nose was no longer bleeding, but he could still feel his cartilage swelling and the caked on blood clinging to his upper lip.
The carpet wasn't so bad; if he grabbed a rag now, it shouldn't be a problem. Naruto grabbed the edge of the coffee table, now pushed back at an awkward angle across the living room, to hoist himself up. Dark eyes roamed over his naked boyfriend's body, noting the quickly drying semen along the back of tan thighs, even more seeping out as the boy attempted to stand.
Naruto flushed, embarrassed, before awkwardly turning around. His face formed into a comical grimace.
"Sh-shit."
"What's wrong?" Sasuke frowned, a tinge of regret crossing his features. Had he really hurt Naruto?
"My…ass kinda hurts," Naruto pouted.
Silence.
Sasuke snorted, before moving to stand as well.
"You might want to get used to that one."

Thank my partner, WhenTheFoxGRINS, for offering some inspiration and interesting ideas. Take that how you will.
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