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The Blessed Realm	By : susanna Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Naruto/Sasuke Views: 1746 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Chapter
Forty-Five: Following

Sasuke's
enchantment only lasted for a second, then it turned into anger.

“What
are you doing?” he asked.

“Dancing”,
Naruto answered.

“With
someone else!”

“You
were late!”

“I
am ten minutes late and you start dancing with another man.”

“It's
just dancing. His partner's late too, so we decided not to waste our
time waiting.”

“You've
been wasting my time. I've been waiting for you at home.”

“I
was shopping, and suddenly it was too late to return home before
dancing.”

“Shopping?
I thought you were going to be interviewed by that woman who's going
to write Jiraiya's biography.”

“I
did, and then we went to the editors to tell them that we did not
want her to write the biography and persuaded him to release a new
edition of the Gutsy Ninja instead.”

“Oh,
you did.”

Sasuke
was genuinely glad for Naruto, even though he was still annoyed.

“It
was mainly Karin”, Naruto continued. “She's a fan of
Icha-Icha, and I am not. She
convinced him that the fans of Icha-Icha would long to learn that
Jiraiya did not only write erotic romances but was also interested in
serious political questions, as how to create peace. Well, and then
we went shopping.”

“You
went shopping with Karin.”

“Yes.”

“And
you bought with her the clothes you are wearing now.”

“Yes.
I wanted her to advise me.”

Naruto
could see how Sasuke had to get a grip on himself.

“Why
did you not ask me?”

He
had a point, Naruto had to admit. Sasuke would have been the natural
choice. After all, Naruto had been shopping with him, too.

“You
would not have advised me well”, he said. “You would have
made sure that you remained the most beautiful guy around.”

Sasuke
was speechless, giving Naruto some time to think and to realize that
his words had been utterly foolish. If Sasuke found him attractive,
as the second of unfocusedness
in his eyes had suggested, it did not make sense that he would give
him bad advice on purpose. (Only that in some matters, for example
his hair, Naruto did not trust Sasuke's taste.)

“You
think I'm beautiful?” Sasuke asked cautiously after some time.

“I
don't think so, I see it”, Naruto answered.

There
was another silenceof a few
seconds.

“That
shirt suits you”, Sasuke said, and then, thinking that he
should not compliment the shirt but Naruto, he added: “You look
good in that shirt.”

It
was still not enough, he thought, and so he said: “You look
good without it, too.”

Naruto
wondered what to make of the compliment. “Let's dance”,
he finally said.

It
was
some weird dancing that evening. Together with the other couples
aiming at the beginners' class of the tournament they learnt
the first steps of Paso Doble, which turned out to be mainly standing
around and stomping. Naruto enjoyed looking fierce and proud like a
torero: it was really easier in his new shirt than in his fight suit.
Sometimes he caught again a glimpse of that confusion in Sasuke's
eyes, and then Sasuke would turn away.

Naruto
felt manlier with his new clothes, and while he was not able to evoke
whole seconds of confusion from the other men he still saw the
recognition in their faces, and sometimes an irritation that lasted
for a fraction of a second.

“Well,
at least you've got the expression
right”, the dance teacher said when Naruto had
messed up again with the steps. His concentration was not the best
that evening.

It
got better when they danced Jive, where he could take space, let his
arms swing and lift
his legs. He smiled at everyone, and the assistance dance
teacher told him that lifting his legs was fine but that he should
not trample.

“Do
it gently! When you hear yourself you're doing it wrong!”

Naruto
did his best to follow the advice, but as he continued to look around
and smile he kept making mistakes. Jive had been his favourite dance
from the moment he had learnt it, but now it had got an additional
note: He'd be attractive not as a crazy kid but as a grown-up man. He
was very well aware of the patch of naked skin where he had opened
the two top buttons of his shirt, and of his shoulders that had grown
considerably during recent years.

It
was a strange feeling, and it was a weird thought that he should be
able to evoke all these looks of admiration and sometimes even of
confusion (making others mess up their steps) with his own male body,
and even fully clothed. He wondered whether he could do the same
thing to straight women: Probably, judging from the reaction of the
women who had advised him with buying clothes.

He
thought of Sakura: But she had always been in love with Sasuke, and
dressing up and seducing her just seemed wrong. He'd never be her
type, even if he dressed up. He still wore orange, he still was wild
and extrovert. She'd always think him an annoying kid. The men here
were ready to recognize him as a man, even though they thought him a
bit foolish.

When
the music switched to rumba he retained his style: Taking a lot of
space, moving his hands in the sophisticated way he had observed from
the guy he had danced with in the beginning of the evening. It was at
this point that the dance teacher intervened.

“Have
you ever considered changing roles?” he asked.

“Not
really”, Sasuke answered. “He likes to lead and I don't
mind to follow, so it's always been clear.”

“You
should try, particularly if you dance at tournaments. I guess you'll
look better if Naruto follows.”

“I
don't look like a girl just because I have new clothes, do I?”,
Naruto protested.

Both
the teacher and Sasuke stared at Naruto, who realized he had made a
fool of himself again. Still he did not want to be a girl.

“Try!”
the dance teacher said.

They
did, starting with the alemana. It took Naruto some time to master
the steps, mostly because he wasn't really interested in mastering
them.

“Don't
look like you were mortally insulted – smile at people, just as
you did before!” the dance teacher told him.

Naruto
did so, making a show of it and overdoing on purpose, just as he had
when he had presented his clothes.

“Yes,
that's great. It's really much better if you follow.”

Naruto
was still in shock.

“But
why? I don't look like a girl, do I? Sasuke's much prettier than I
am.”

Sasuke
felt really annoyed now.

The
dance
teacherlaid his arm around Naruto's shoulder and led
him to the mirror. “Nobody will think you are a girl, no matter
what you wear.”

Naruto
looked at his reflection: He was, definitely, a young man. “So
why do I have to follow?”

“At
the moment you are better at letting go than Sasuke. He's still too
controlled. If you lead, everyone will notice the difference
immediately, if you follow, you can partly cover it up.”

“Why
can't he simply learn to let go?”

“He'll
have to. Just at the moment it's better if you follow.”

Naruto
was still not content.

“At
least with Latin”, the dance teacher continued. “Maybe
you can lead with ballroom.”

Naruto
realized that he could not refuse for much longer.

“That's
a compromise, isn't it? You lead with ballroom, Sasuke with Latin.”

Naruto
did not answer.

“Really,
how are you able to be friends if you are not able to compromise?”

“We
are friends because of the bond that unites us”, Naruto
answered. “Nothing will break it.”

The
dance teacher looked irritated, Sasuke embarrassed.

“Well,
then it won't matter if you follow. You want to win that tournament,
don't you?”

“We
do.”

“Then
teach each other the figures you've already learnt!”

He
left them – they were not the only couple.

Sasuke
began to show Naruto the most important figures. He tried to be nice:
Naruto still looked as if he had lost an important fight.

“You
don't look feminine in any way”, he said. “Following does
not turn you into a woman.”

It
had turned Sasuke gay, however, Naruto thought. He did not want the
same thing happen to him.

It
took them some time to get accustomed to their new roles.

“It's
the more difficult part”, Naruto said when he realized that now
he had to do all the figures while before he only had to dance the
basic steps. “It's because I am better than you that I have to
do the complicated figures.”

Sasuke
meanwhile had realized that leading held its own challenges: Thinking
ahead, making decisions, giving the correct signal in time. He
enjoyed it, actually, but he did not tell Naruto. He enjoyed showing
off Naruto, who was getting more and more creative with his arms and
hands, and who looked around and smiled at everyone, a bit childish
still, but more and more at ease. He enjoyed giving him space to
dance, he enjoyed being a stable point during Naruto's figures and
extravagant movements, he enjoyed being the one from whom Naruto
turned to others and to whom he would return again.

Slowly
Naruto came to enjoy it too: Following held its own possibilities,
even though he could not decide which figure he wanted to dance. He
could, of course, tell Sasuke of his wishes, and normally Sasuke
would comply. It was okay, all in all, Sasuke watching him while he
turned under his arm, smiling in admiration, and when he turned
outward he caught the looks of the other men too.

Being
in the center of attention, in a positive way, not for some
extraordinary feat like his victory over Pain, but simply for being
himself, outgoing, handsome, funny – he had never experienced
anything like this.

If
the other men had not been teasing him as soon as they had assembled
around the bar when the break began. “So you've been following
today”, they said. “Seems you're
coming into your own.”

“No,
that's not my own”, Naruto replied. “I'm a leader by
nature. I will become Hokage of Konoha! Dancing is just for fun.”

He
knew that he could talk freely about their plans, as no one took them
seriously anyway.

“Seems
that even a future Hokage sometimes has to relax and allow himself to
be led”, one of the other men said.

“The
present one could profit from it too”, another suggested.

“But
who would volunteer to do it?” a third one asked.

Sasuke
was the only one who did not laugh. He knew how Orochimaru
had occasionally made Kabuto fuck him so that he could
relax and how it had not turned him into a better person. Both
he and Naruto were glad when the break ended and ballroom dancing began. Naruto returned to leading, and he
did his best to look confident and manly when he opened his arms for
Sasuke. Sasuke kept blushing and avoided Naruto's eyes.

“If
we were to fight now you'd never stand a chance”, Naruto said.
“I'd just have to look at you, and you'd no longer be able to
think.”

Sasuke
broke up the dancing, looking confused and then annoyed, and then he
stood upright and began to rearrange his hair, smiling and again
looking breathtakingly
beautiful.

I
shouldn't have told him he's pretty, Naruto thought.

Sasuke
let go of his hair. “You don't intend to fight me, do you?”

“I
don't. We are friends, aren't we? But I'm still the better fighter.
I'm even better at dancing, and that was your idea.”

They
did not learn much during the rest of the day because instead of
silently making up for each other's mistakes as they usually did they
stopped dancing as soon as something went wrong, and blamed each
other for causing the interruption.

When
they went home Naruto was silent, pondering the events of the day.
Slowly he admitted to himself what had been obvious for some time
now: Sasuke would never marry Sakura, and his dream of them living
together as Team Seven again, with him, Naruto, as some kind of uncle
to Sasuke's and Sakura's kids, was childish, after all. Abandoning
the dream suddenly opened new perspectives: Winning Sakura for
himself (though he knew that this would not work), or finding some
other girl (he tried to imagine it, but the idea still held little
attraction to him.)

He'd
loose Sasuke to another man eventually, and this was the worst of it.
Sooner or later it would happen. Hopefully rather later: It was him
who had evoked this reaction from Sasuke, not any other man. (He was
certain that he would have noticed.) He felt triumphant: Sasuke, who
all the girls had a crush on, was attracted to him.

It
was not only that, however. Sasuke liked him. He, who was so reserved
and so reluctant to show any affection cared more for him than he
would ever admit.

A/N:

Sneakyfox:
Thanks for reviewing again! :-)

sukenarufan09:
Thanks for the compliments for the awkwardness and nervousness in
the previous chapter. I am afraid, however, that I could not include
a sex scene here: Their dance lesson was just about to start, and
having sex in public is frowned upon in Music Town, as in most other
places.

Nami:
Thanks for the compliments! I haven't given much thought to the
question who looks better with tight pants. I guess that most people
imagine Sasuke rather lean (I do too) and pictures as in the most
recent chapter show him with slim shoulders as if he was still a
child, but when we have the opportunity to see him shirtless during
fights he's actually quite bulky. I blamed the Sasuke's loose pants
on his modesty (he still has some), and Naruto's tight pants on
Karin.

Thanks
for the compliments to the conversation!
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