Lady Sings the Blues | By : antilogicgirl Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1015 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Title: “Lady Sings the Blues”
Author: antilogicgirl
Series: Naruto
Genres: angst, romance
Begun: April 27, 2008
Compelted: August 7, 2008
Summary: Naruto thought he knew everything about his best friend, but it would appear that he was mistaken. Sasuke, on the other hand has strange ways of dealing with his emotions.
A/N: Thanks again for all of your reviews. In case anyone's not wanting a sort of...er...steamy-like ending for the story, they might want to pretend that this is the last chapter. The actual epilogue does contain some pretty in-your-face yaoi. Okay...this one's short, and I apologize, but when you hit a stopping point...you get the picture. Probably could have tacked it onto the Epilogue, or maybe onto the previous chapter. Meh. This one is actually sort of cute.
Warnings:
FL--Foul Language
S-ai--Shounen-ai
Part IV: There is Nothing Left To Lose
Sasuke threw the dress onto a hanger, and shoved it into the nearest closet. When he’d done the same to the corset he’d been wearing, it occurred to him that he had been quite uncomfortable for some time. Slipping into the bathroom, he peeled off false eyelashes, and scrubbed away the makeup he wore. The last thing that remained before he was himself again was a short battle against the hair spray that had held his very ‘Breakfast At Tiffany’s’ up-do.
He slid into a pair of pajamas, and padded out of the room, down the stairs, and then into the living room, where he had insisted that Naruto wait for him. The blonde man was seated on his couch, turning over in his hands one of the shiny patent-leather stilettos Sasuke had been wearing not a few hours earlier. Sasuke watched as blue eyes examined the shoe, as a thumb smoothed over the glassy surface of the leather. Naruto looked quite thoughtful, and Sasuke could not make himself move. He loved this version of Naruto best. This Naruto was quiet, and difficult to read. There was an air of inscrutability about him that was lacking at other times, and it made Sasuke want to unravel the mystery in those blue eyes.
But there was no real mystery to Uzumaki Naruto. With him, what you saw was what you got. But just like his appearance, Naruto could be more than anyone was able to handle. Sasuke finally broke out of his fit of immobility and approached, watching as Naruto’s eyes moved to meet his. The smile that flickered in blue eyes made his breath catch and heart skip. Nearly laughing at himself, he realized that he was long past the point of being annoyed with himself for such thoughts. He liked to think that he was a bit too mature to act like a hormonal teenager, but then Naruto’s face lit up, smiling in earnest now, and Sasuke was lost.
His lips stretched, spreading in a rare smile as he reached the couch. As he sat next to Naruto, Sasuke suddenly felt very self-conscious. Though he did not realize he did so, one slender hand rose, tugging at unruly black hair, trying in vain to make it cooperate. It was so much easier to deal with his feelings when he had the protection of disguise…and now here he sat, less than a meter away from the love of his life, but that protective shell was not there. Naruto seemed to sense his discomfort, and pulled his hand away from his hair. “You look fine.”
Sasuke frowned. “I don’t feel like I do.”
“Come here,” Naruto said, one arm looping around Sasuke’s shoulders to pull him. After a second or two, he was nestled safely against the other man’s chest. “Now,” he murmured into spiky hair that still smelled of citrus hair spray, “tell me why you feel like you don’t look gorgeous. I need to understand.”
Sasuke squirmed a little, growing more embarrassed because Naruto wouldn’t let up. He never did know when to shut his mouth. “I…I don’t know. You know I’ve never been very good at expressing my feelings.” There was a nod from above his head, and Naruto indicated that he should elaborate. “It’s easy for you. You just say things. I’ve never been able to.”
“Why not?”
Sasuke craned his neck, taking in the serious expression in Naruto’s eyes. Huffing, he said, “I just can’t, that’s all.”
“Liar.” Naruto’s eyes crinkled, and he said, “You can say anything you need to, when it comes to me. Just do it, Sasuke.” Was he serious? One glance told him that yes, Naruto was completely on the level, and it blew Sasuke’s mind that his friend was this serious for this long.
Finally, he dug his face into Naruto’s chest, and said in a muffled but still audible voice, “It’s…hard for me to face you, now that you know how I feel. There’s nothing between us…no people, no time. And I can’t hide. You see everything. I can’t hide anything from you. You know I never could.”
Sasuke felt Naruto gently take hold of his chin, and push until he could look down into his face. “Don’t try to hide from me, then. I love you, you know. Strange as it might seem…I do. Now don’t go trying to close yourself off again, because I’ll bug the hell out of you until you tell me what I want to know.” All he could do was nod. Naruto was right, after all. If there was one thing that his best friend was good at, it was getting information out of him. “All right,” Naruto said briskly, smiling and letting go of his chin, “what shall we do?”
Sasuke was so stunned by the sudden change of gears that he could not speak. Naruto grinned, and said in a sly tone, “I know. Let’s see if I can keep you speechless.” Before Sasuke had a chance to reply, his head was being held between two very warm hands, and his mouth was covered with Naruto’s. Shock was the only thing that kept him from kissing back. He blinked, his body having gone completely stiff, and it was not until the other man pulled away that he really realized what was going on.
“Why did you stop?” he asked, blinking.
Naruto smiled and said teasingly, “Because I need to breathe, and you were too busy sitting there with a stick up your ass to kiss me back.” Sasuke did not seem to realize quite quickly enough that Naruto was baiting him. He raised one eyebrow in classic Sasuke fashion, and grabbed the front of Naruto’s shirt, yanking him forward.
“I don’t have anything stuck up my ass, Uzumaki.” With that, he proceeded to press his mouth gently, yet insistently against Naruto’s. The other’s lips parted easily, and Sasuke was surprised by just how sweet his friend’s mouth was. He tasted like some kind of citrus fruit, and wine. As the kiss deepened dangerously, Sasuke felt a groan leave his throat. There wasn’t much that could have prepared him for this. He felt dizzy, as if he were in free-fall. When they finally parted, he saw Naruto grinning at him. At last, realizing that he’d been played, Sasuke growled, “Damn it, Naruto…”
The blonde only chuckled, “Come on, you know you love me.”
Grudgingly, Sasuke agreed. “Yes, I do. But you’re going to pay for that.”
Naruto sent a hand through Sasuke’s hair, pulling him forward for another kiss, “I’ll pay, and pay, and pay. Later. Right now, there’s too much talking.” For once, Sasuke couldn’t agree more.
A/N: Sorry this was so short. It's less than a thousand words, I think! Let me know what you think, real quick, and I'll post the epilogue as soon as possible.
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