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Chapter 3 A Brief Reprieve
I
didn’t know what to expect the next day as I went back to the academy. Since I
was a graduate now I wore the hitai-ate, like the
rest of the genin. As I slid the door to the
classroom open everyone in the room stopped their conversations and looked
towards me, complete with mouths hanging open in shock.
Inwardly
I smirked. I hadn’t wanted to be a shinobi, in fact I still planned on finding a way out of it.
However, for now I was stuck so I might as well have some fun. These pathetic
humans with their stupid prejudices hadn’t thought that I could graduate, had
heard that I’d failed the graduation exam so imagine their surprise that I was
actually here.
There
was one person, that I could definitely go without
seeing. Uchiha.
I
grimaced.
Oh
well, at least I wouldn’t get put on his team.
More than likely.
The
teams consisted of one jounin leader and a three-man
cell of genin. But the chances of getting on Uchiha’s
team were slim to none.
Not
long after I took my seat Iruka began calling off the
teams. Meanwhile, I was thinking of ways that I could get exiled from this town
so that I could fulfill my promise to Kyuubi. I
could kill someone…no, even I wouldn’t stoop that low. Hmmm…I could
commit treason. Now there was an idea. I started to think about it more but
my name being called out suddenly brought me out of my musings.
“Uzumaki, Naruto.” Iruka’s voice called. “Haruno,
Sakura.” I heard a scream of horror come from where Sakura was sitting...only
to be replaced by a one of immense joy when Iruka
called the final member of our team. “Uchiha Sasuke.”
Oh shit.
I
put my head in my hands as if to relieve the sudden bout of stress that was
building.
Gods. Why me? Why now?
It’s not bad enough that I’m stuck as a shinobi for
who knows how long, but now I have to be on his team? I just can't get a break.
As
if reading my thoughts, I felt the weight of someone's gaze from behind.
Slowly,
I turned my head, as to not make it obvious I was looking and sure enough there
was Sasuke looking straight at me as if to gauge my
reaction.
I
shrugged, seemingly indifferent.
Like
I’d give that bastard the satisfaction of knowing just how much his kiss had
rattled my composure. I arched an eyebrow at him hoping he got the fact that I
wasn’t impressed with his attempt at intimidation.
His
eyes widened slightly at my action, then narrowed as if I'd done
something to annoy him. Just as I thought I'd finally won this little game, Sasuke smirked.
Okay, pretty boy I thought narrowing my eyes at
him, it's so on. I just hope you know what you're getting yourself into.
Bring it on, his gaze
seemed to to say in reply, if you even have the
guts to try...
Iruka's announcement of the final genin teams interrupted our little glare contest.
Afterwards he dismissed us after giving up further directives for the next day.
Walking
back the usual route that I took from the academy, I immediately sensed that
someone was following me.
Sniffing
the wind I picked up the scent.
Uchiha.
Growling
under my breath, I felt a slight twinge of irritation.
What the fuck is his deal?
Deciding
to have a little bit of fun on the bastard’s behalf I made a clone of myself
and had it continue walking the route. The teme was far enough away so he didn’t see any of these
happenings. I hid in a tree which he would have to pass under if he wanted to
continue following 'me.'
Sure
enough in his own sneaky, slimy way the Uchiha came
creeping past me, slowly but surely.
Mentally,
I grinned.
This was going to be amusing
As
he slowly progressed, I followed him, following what
he thought was me. Both of us continuing at this slow pace until we eventually reached ‘home sweet home.’ The buushin went inside and the Uchiha
took a place outside of the window. For a long time he just stood there
staring.
It
was really kind of disconcerting. After all, you didn’t see me following him
around like some stalker and staring at him through a window.
All
amusement finally fading, I decided to cut to the chase. Dissolving my buushin, the Uchiha’s response
was almost instantaneous. He backed away so quickly I thought he’d surely trip
and fall. Unfortunately I wasn’t lucky enough to witness such a spectacle. He
backed up, and turned in the opposite direction, scouring the trees as he did
so.
The
next thing I heard was his voice calling out my name.
“Uzumaki! I know
you can hear me! Cut the bullshit and come out of hiding.” His
voice taking on a taunting tone. “Or are you afraid I’ll kick your sorry
dobe ass?”
I
ignored the attempted barb as his tone of voice intrigued me. I had never heard
a male voice quite achieve that octave before. If my senses weren’t deceiving
me (which they rarely, if ever do), I would say the bastard was nervous, or at
least embarrassed.
This
was a bit surprising.
The
Uchiha usually prided himself on being without
emotion. (At least that’s what he wanted people to think). So the fact that now
he was displaying symptoms of nervousness was almost too funny.
I
mean really.
The bastard is so full of shit, it was almost unreal.
When
Sasuke failed to get a response he started leaping
from tree to tree to search me out. However, I had masked my chakra. In other
words, there is no way in hell he would find me. A top ranked jounin wouldn’t even be able to find me at this point. Youkai were very good at masking their chakra and I had
learned from the best.
As
his search continued I could feel Sasuke’s
frustration level building until it was so taut I thought he would snap.
Curiosity
filled me as this was happening.
Why is he getting all bent out of shape over not being able to
find me? He didn’t give two shit or a fart about me or
I about him.
Deciding
to end this no-longer-amusing little game I jumped from the tree, cautiously.
There was no telling what the Uchiha would do as angry
as he was.
When
I landed about five feet from where he was currently looking Sasuke’s head came up at the sound.
His
eyes--dark as they were--darkened even further--until they were the same shade
as obsidian.
“There
you are.” he said softly, his tone full of some kind of challenge. A challenge
I had no wish to undertake.
“What
do you want bastard.” It was more of a statement then a question.
At
first he didn’t respond, at least not vocally. His eyes, however, slid down
from my face and did a leisurely exploration that told me more than words ever
could exactly what he wanted. Shock filled me as the enormity of what this
bastard dared entered my system.
Somethingwas beginning to happen as he looked continued
to look at me as he hadn’t eaten a meal in years and I was a prime piece of
steak. My vision started to grow hazy and suddenly I felt warm, warmer than I
have ever been before. I wanted to...rip his fucking head off!
“Stop
looking at me like that!” I snarled at him in rage.
As
if he couldn’t hear me he continued with his perusal. The warmth that was
growing grew to an almost unbearable temperature and the haze started to bleed
into red. Instinctively I knew that if I didn't get a handle on whatever this
was I would probably end up killing Sasuke.
I
had had enough of this game anyway so I turned around and started to walk
away--.
Until a pair of pale hands grabbed me by the shoulders and pushed
me roughly onto the ground. Before I could react a body
fully covered mine along with a pair of lips.
Whatever
had just possessed me, left me as quickly as it had
appeared. Making it seem as though it had never been there to begin with as
soon as his lips touched mine.
My
first thought was soft…hot and wet shortly followed. I must have still been in
shock because his tongue dove into my mouth with ease. Once there he explored
it as if it unchartered territory that needed to be discovered and claimed. It
was a possessive kiss and felt as if he was trying to somehow claim me as his.
I
had never felt anything like this. To suddenly go from having no one even look
at me, to me this intimate contact was a bit overwhelming.
Noticing
my lack of response, Sasuke parted my legs with one
of his own. He moved one of his hands from its current position on my shoulder
and moved it down between my legs. Then he proceeded to massage my cock through
my pants.
No
longer able to hold still I cursed against his mouth, the bottom half of my
body coming up into the air, carrying Sasuke with it.
Heat
and desire filled me at the contact and I buried my formerly unresponsive hands
into his hair urging his closer. Needing no further encouragement Sasuke continued kissing me, but removed his hand from my
cock.
My
body mourned the loss of his hand but was soon singing with pleasure again as
he put his erection against my own. Then he began grinding against my hips.
I
couldn’t take any more of this heat or pleasure. I was panting and suddenly
felt my body rushing toward a white light. When I reached it I shattered, my
cock spraying something wet and sticky within the confines of my pants.
Sasuke must have felt it too because his own pants were wet and sticky.
Catching his breath, he reluctantly rolled off of me and stood up.
Dusting
dirt and sticks from his clothes, not meeting my eyes as he did so.
After
recovering myself, I immediately stood up and looked at him.
“What
the fuck was that Uchiha?” I asked quietly well aware
that this was very unlike my ‘other’ self to ask.
The
fake me would have hit him.
Hell,
I should have hit him.
“What
was what?” he said disinterestedly, as if I had asked him a strange question
and inspecting his nails as though they required his immediate attention.
“You fucking latching onto me and touching me like
that! What the fuck made you think you had the right? Gods, I hate humans.”
That last part was said unintentionally and mumbled under my breath but Sasuke had still heard.
Shit
I have to get his mind on something else. I definitely can't have him delving
too deeply into that statement.
“What
do you mean you hate humans?” he demanded in that superior voice of his, now
looking me in the eye. “Do you think you’re some kind of god or something? That
you’re better than everyone else?” Not waiting for my answer his voice was now
dripping with condescension. “Aw, poor little Uzumaki, always striving to be the best at everything only
to find that he is a failure.”
“For
being a failure,” I replied unemotionally, the familiar cold in place of any
kind of warmth filling me, “you sure were eager enough to touch me. And all of your own accord. Isn't that curious?”
As
if he hated me for reminding him of what he had done, he glared at me. A nice change in his usual blank face.
It
was just as I thought. Uchiha was completely full of
shit. He could act as heartless as he wanted. He felt. That was now more
than evident to me.
“And
which one of us thinks that we’re better than others?” I continued on, eager
for this little encounter to end. “Oh yes that would be the one who thinks that
emotions are for weak people. That being cold and distant is the only way to
achieve power.” I gave him one of my empty smiles. “You are an ignorant fool.”
He
growled at that and moved forward as if to somehow make me take back my words.
But what I showed him next made him stop in his tracks and stare at me in
disbelief.
I
showed him my real eyes.
Not
the eyes of my ‘mask’ that the world saw and assumed was the real me. These
were the eyes that felt nothing, that had seen killing, violence and real evil
from an early age and had only experienced them since then. The
eyes that sanctimonious people had created by neglect and hate. The eyes that no longer held the ability to feel, any emotion.
Whatsoever.
As
Sasuke saw these eyes, eyes that no none else had ever been privy to, his eyes widened in shock.
For a long moment it didn’t seem to register with him that this was Uzumaki Naruto. The failure of Konoha, an orphan who
couldn’t do anything right.
I
sensed his shock and horror as he realized that his pathetic attempt at being
unemotional was just that.
Pathetic.
As
he finally came out of his trance, I spoke again.
“If
your only goal in life is to be emotionally devoid, going through life without
feeling, or even wanting to then you are a bigger fool than I thought. Taking
the ability to feel for granted is mankind’s biggest mistake, because it is not
a curse or weakness. It is a blessing and the loss of such would be the real
curse or weakness.”
After
saying this I turned around and walked away leaving Uchiha
standing there.
I
walked back into my empty house which in reality matched me…I was as empty as
it after all.
I
stripped my clothes and washed myself. As I went to throw my pants down I
noticed the crusty white stain on my pants and ‘flashed back’ to what the Uchiha had done to me. In that instant and slightly before
I had felt something. I don’t know what exactly these particular emotions were
but they had definitely been something.
Laying in bed a few minutes later, pulled the covers over me.
Hey Kyuubi?
What gaki?
Which emotions were the ones I felt back there?
It
chuckled as I asked the question.
What is so damned funny you fucking fox?!
What you felt, gaki was desire, sexual
desire to be exact. And the other was anger.
But that’s impossible Kyuubi! At least the sexual desire aspect.
Oh? And why is that?
Because I’m only twelve years old! That’s not old enough to really
feel anything sexual.
Which standards are you going by?
What do you mean?
Sigh
Gaki you are so smart, but sometimes so stupid.
Are you going by human standards or youkai.
Well, human I guess.
There’s your problem. In human standards yes you are much too
young to even get an erection much less feel sexual desire. But in youkai standards sexual maturity is usually achieved around
nine or ten.
Gods! Well that certainly explains that. But what about Uchiha, he is not youkai. Explain
that.
Don’t get high-and-mighty with me gaki.
We’re not merged yet I can still punish you. Uchiha
is--or will be very soon--a wielder of the sharinghan.
You’ll remember I told you that kekkai genkai are traits inherited by the youkai.
Youkai blood is very strong and remains in the genes
for generation, taking a very long time to be ‘watered down’ so to speak. So its perfectly logical to assume that the Uchiha
boy would reach sexual maturity even at such a young age.
That still doesn’t explain why he launched himself at me. I mean
after all its not as though he has that much youkai blood in him.
Actually it is possible. This new development must mean that the youkai blood in the Uchiha’s
veins are not as far back as I originally thought. Hmmmm….
Hmmmm? What does that mean.
He is not an hanyou
equivalent like me so what does that make him?
The traits the boy demonstrated are very similar to a youkai when it has found its mate. He is definitely not
your equal in power but he is about the equal of a ¼ youkai.
And he is very possessive of you. Which leads me to believe
that he has chosen you as his mate.
I
was sputtering by this point. These new developments were too much to handle.
I am no one’s mate! I swore vehemently
. Much less some stupid bastard who thinks lack of emotion makes one
strong. Besides I can’t afford a distraction like this right now. And that
still doesn’t explain why he is all over me one minute and condescending to me
the next.
It’s really not that complicated brat. Right now the Uchiha brat has two separate consciousnesses. The normal
human boy and the youkai side of him. Eventually they
will merge, just like you and I. However, it won’t be as clean as our
immersion.
Why not?
Right after you were born I was sealed inside of you by your
coward of a father. Revulsion filled its voice as it recalled that pitiful excuse of a
man. But the point is I was sealed inside you as a baby. As you grew our
chakra became inscrutable from each other’s the reason for this being is
because your body and mine adapted to our situation. Which is
why our immersion will be rather uneventful. The boy’s immersion with
his youkai will happen when his sharinghan
activates for the first time. When this happens the boy will be forced into
merging with his youkai half. It won’t go smoothly
though, because it has not had time to adapt to his body. If the force is too
great the boy’s mind could be lost forever. If that happens he will basically
be a human vegetable and never able to wake again. You need to be there when he
does activate his sharinghan to stabilize him. He has
already claimed you as his mate. As the time for his own merging draws closer
he the urge to put his mark on you for good will get
stronger and stronger. You however are under no such compulsion. Being an Inu you have your own choice of mate and cannot be forced.
Oh Gods, I groaned. You mean I’m responsible for the bastard’s
life?
The
fucking fox chuckled again.
That’s right gaki. You are the only one
strong enough to keep his mind sane as he merges.
Well…I guess there are worse things…I don’t know yet if he is even
worth saving. Only time will tell.
Don’t tarry too long gaki.
Remember even if he is only a fourth youkai he is
still youkai. His time is limited the youkai blood is spreading fast. The activation of his sharinghan is imminent.
I guess what I’m trying to say is don’t take forever to make your
choice.
I hear you fox. I’ll think it over. Good night.
Goodnight gaki.
But
as I lay there sleeping I thought back to the events of the day. Sighing I
tossed and turned, getting very little sleep.
Save Sasuke or let him die, huh?
In
the morning I still hadn’t made my choice
End of Chapter 3
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