Avenger's Choice | By : Shakirah Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1022 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
Pairing: SasuNaruSasu with other side pairings mostly
implied.
Genre: Drama and angst with romance all mixed into
a big pot.
Rating: Hard
R/ NC-17 depending on your take.
Warnings and Spoilers: Mild
violence, language and graphic sexual situations. But no spoilers if you’re at least past Sasuke’s defection, however
there are obscure references to events past that, but nothing concrete. This chapter contains a lemon so be
forewarned.
Status: 5/10
Disclaimer: Naruto isn’t mine… I just play with the boys
because it’s fun.
Summary: Vengeance was always a deep part of
Sasuke, something Naruto had to accept when they became lovers. But now that Uchiha Itachi is dead, the
blond shinobi discovers that the real battle to become the most important part
of Sasuke’s life has just begun.
Author’s Notes: Thank you as always for the
feedback… it is greatly appreciated. So
we’re at the halfway mark. This is my
absolute favorite chapter…at least so far…and it’s all Naruto’s POV. The interesting thing is there is actually
only one flashback in this entire chapter…but it’s quite a long flashback, and
lemon flavored… in any case, hope you enjoy.
Chapter 5: Breaking
“Checkmate.”
“DAMN IT!” Naruto pushed the chessboard away from him
and crossed his arms over his chest defiantly.
“I’m not playing shogi with you again, Shikamaru!”
“You’re a sore loser, Naruto,”
Shikamaru mentioned, stating the obvious, though he was smirking.
“I didn’t think you were
serious when you said you could beat me in eleven moves.” Naruto was pouting fully. “This is Chouji’s fault. If he hadn’t gone with Ino to get BBQ chips
from the vending machine down the hall I wouldn’t have lost like this.”
“I told you I’d have you beat
by the time they got back.” Shikamaru
began setting the pieces back up. “You
should believe me next time.”
“Oi, shut up, Shikamaru.” Shikamaru smirked broader. “That Chouji, we were supposed to work
together to beat you.”
“What ever made you think
that?” The blond turned. Chouji was munching on chips. Ino and him were back. “I’ve never beaten him either.”
Naruto made a face. “Figures.”
“There isn’t any need to get so
grumpy about it, Naruto.” Ino gave him
a few chips from her bag. “Chouji and
you should never have accepted his challenge in the first place. He’s a genius after all.” The blonde turned to look at their
friend. “Naruto won’t play you again
now, Shikamaru. I hope you’re
happy.”
Shikamaru shrugged. “Asuma stopped playing me two years
ago.”
“Nah, Naruto will play you
again,” Chouji insisted, settling down in a chair. “He doesn’t like to lose.”
“That’s true. Isn’t it, Naruto?” Ino smiled at the jounin in question before she ran her fingers
through his hair.
Naruto smiled at the
attention. Then he looked at
Shikamaru. “I’ll beat you, one of these
days. That’s a promise.”
“See what you did, Ino, he’s
all fired up.” Shikamaru sighed. “He’s troublesome like that.”
Chouji nodded solemnly. “Naruto’s trouble no matter how you slice
it; he’s always been. Remember that
time he convinced us and Kiba to steal Iruka’s lesson plan when that other
teacher asked to speak to him outside the classroom when we were all in
detention.”
“It would have worked too, if
Kiba didn’t try that jutsu he didn’t know how to do that he saw his sister
use,” Naruto remarked, shaking his head.
“That could have been the prank to end all pranks. What was that idiot thinking forming seals
when he didn’t know what the hell he was doing.”
“Idiot, huh?” Shikamaru gave Naruto an amused look. “Look who’s calling the kettle black.”
“Still, Kiba shouldn’t have
tried showing off. Especially after
only seeing Hana use it once. What did he
think he had the Sharingan or something?” Chouji put in.
Naruto’s smile dropped.
“Naruto?” Ino asked, concern
clouding her otherwise flawless face.
“How is he, really?”
“Shizune came in wanting to do
more x-rays. I came out here to the
lounge to wait for him to get finished.
That’s when I saw Shikamaru down the hall with lunch. And you know the rest.”
“Yeah, but how is he?”
Chouji repeated.
Naruto put on his
larger-than-life grin. “You know
Sasuke,” he answered evasively.
“Sasuke’s always been strong,
I’m sure he’ll recover and be fine,” Ino decided. She turned back to look at Chouji. “Men have a way of being stubborn beyond reason when it comes to
that sort of thing.”
“Sakura hasn’t been home
either,” Chouji supplied. “Ino didn’t
get a chance to ask about either of you.
Usually Ino gets the scoop from Sakura.”
“You were worried about me,
Ino?” Naruto asked, giving her his trademark grin.
“Of course. If anything ever happened to you someone
might want me to take over as the dumb blonde in our little circle of
friends. Next to you I’m a regular
Shikamaru. And I’d like to keep it that
way.”
“That’s not nice, Ino,” Naruto
grumbled. “Living with Sakura-chan’s
had negative effects on you. And you’re
blonder than I am anyway.”
“Oh?” Ino lifted an eyebrow.
“Which one of us was silly enough to play shogi with Shikamaru?” Naruto frowned and Ino smiled at him playfully.
“Ino…”
“Aw, I tease because I love,
Naruto.” Ino tweaked his nose. She has to be the only person on this
planet who could ever get away with pinching me like that. Ino made her way over to the chair
Chouji was sitting in and sat in his lap promptly.
Naruto rolled his eyes. Chouji pressed his hands into Ino’s waist, and
moved her so she was in a more comfortable position. She settled back against him the way she always did whenever she
plopped herself into his lap. Naruto
smiled. “That pretty face really throws
you off your game. She’s really lethal,
I don’t know how you two deal with her.”
“Ino’s always been like this,
Naruto. But you act surprised each and
every time,” Chouji commented.
“It’s true,” Shikamaru
agreed. “She’s the reason I wanted to
take out an upgraded insurance policy.”
Ino shot Shikamaru a look. But
she didn’t deny the charge.
“Even so,” Naruto decided,
“Chouji, you’re still the luckiest jackass in this village. You know that don’t you?”
“I don’t know, Naruto. You ended up with Sasuke, didn’t every girl
in our graduating class want him?”
“Not only did he end up with
Sasuke, Naruto ended up gay too,” Ino added.
“Of course I couldn’t see him as anything other than a brother, but
Sakura might have warmed up to the idea eventually.” Ino looked him over.
“Then again, I did teach Sakura everything she knows. I would have failed her if she settled for
you,” Ino teased.
“Hey!”
“It’s just as well you turned
out gay, right, Naruto?”
“I’m not gay,” Naruto insisted.
“Your boyfriend just
is?” Shikamaru asked, amusement in his tone.
Naruto made a face. “I like girls too, that’s what I
meant.”
“Still, it’s sort of
weird. I mean it’s not so uncommon for
the female member of a team and one of her male counterparts to end up together
after working with one another for so long.
Actually, the only reason I didn’t end up with Shikamaru is because
Chouji asked me out first.”
“That’s not funny,” Chouji
started. Ino tapped him on the nose
with a wicked little smile.
“Ino and me? I’m gonna have nightmares,” Shikamaru
decided lazily.
“My point is that it’s not
uncommon,” Ino continued, ignoring Shikamaru.
“Look at Neji-san and Tenten for instance.”
“Oh? So they’re officially together then?” Naruto wondered, lifting
his eyebrows.
“You’re close to Neji, didn’t he
say something to you?” Ino wondered.
“I’m only going off of what I’ve heard going around. It’s not easy to keep secrets in a small
town, but people don’t usually shout the identity of their significant other
from the rooftops. It’s just the sort
of information an enemy would love to get their hands on.”
Don’t I know it. Sasuke wouldn’t be in the hospital right now
if it wasn’t common knowledge that the two of us are…whatever we are. It wasn’t like we went around telling everyone…but
everything Sasuke did after he came back sort of got a lot of attention.
“So you don’t know what the deal
between Neji and Tenten is then?” Naruto asked, disappointed.
Ino shook her head. “Probably no more than you know. Neji-san is one for discretion. But I saw them out to dinner together
earlier this month and he got the bill.
And you know how independent the women in this village are when it comes
to being taken care of.”
“Well they had a big date last
night,” Naruto explained. “She made him
dinner. At her place.” Naruto waggled his eyebrows. “With dessert.”
“You’re as bad as Ino,”
Shikamaru decided. “You gossip like a
girl.”
“It’s not gossiping. It’s relaying facts,” Naruto insisted.
“You got that from Sakura,
didn’t you?” Ino asked. “I’ve taught
her well.” She beamed. “But anyway, like I was saying, Sakura took
things a lot better than I would have imagined. I’d be traumatized if Chouji and Shikamaru hooked up.”
“Oh, so they never told you
about the time Kiba got his sister to buy us sake and we dared Chouji
to…OWWW!” Naruto shot Shikamaru a
deadly look as he cupped his swelling head.
“I saw Lee this morning on his
way out on a mission.” Shikamaru
changed the subject. “He said he, Neji
and Tenten came by yesterday and didn’t see Sasuke at all. I didn’t come here to see him; actually the
only one who did want to see him was Ino.
But if we’re not going to see him we should get going. We have a mission tomorrow with Asuma and we
see more than enough of you normally.”
“Well, Sasuke had a lot of
tests yesterday,” Naruto explained.
“And Ino can’t get enough of me, so don’t speak for her.”
“Well, once he finishes with
the x-rays we can see him, right?” Ino asked.
“It’s been about half an hour.
He should be finished really soon if he hasn’t finished already.”
Naruto bit the corner of his
lip absently. “Yeah. But Sasuke’s not really supposed to have any
visitors.”
“Besides you, of course,” Ino
supplied. Naruto nodded. “Well, I guess it can’t be helped. We’ll see him when he gets discharged. I’m sure he’ll be out of the hospital by the
time we get home, right?” Ino glanced
to her right slightly.
“Kakashi-san.”
Naruto turned. “Yo.”
“Kakashi,” Naruto began. “Sasuke said you were looking for me earlier.”
“I was. But Sasuke was just asking about you.”
“Oh. He’s done with the x-rays?”
Kakashi affirmed with a slight headshake. “Okay.” Naruto grabbed
his crutches and got himself up.
“They had to give Sasuke an
injection of the medication they’ve been keeping him on because there was a
complication during the x-ray process.”
Naruto’s eyes narrowed. “It’s
nothing serious.”
You mean it’s nothing more
serious than it already is? “You
were there with him?” Naruto asked.
“No. Shizune found me waiting in Sasuke’s room. When I went back there after I got something
to eat from the cafeteria they were just taking him to get the x-rays done and
he mentioned you’d be back in his room afterwards. I figured I’d wait for you there, seeing as how I kept missing
you all morning.”
“Oh.”
“Sasuke will probably be
napping again, you should go see him before then. I’ll wait for you out here.”
“Yeah, plus Iruka-sensei told
me you didn’t finish the latest volume of Icha Icha yet,” Naruto added.
“Too many distractions.” Kakashi shrugged. “Sasuke will be out before I get that far in my reading.” The silver-haired jounin sat where Naruto
had been sitting. “I’ll play shogi
against Shikamaru while you’re gone instead.
We’ll be finished by the time you come back.”
“You’re good enough to beat
Shikamaru?” Chouji asked.
“I used to beat opponents in
eight moves, but I’m a bit rusty now. Iruka stopped playing me three years
ago.” Kakashi cracked his knuckles
before he made his first move. “It might
take me ten moves now.”
Shikamaru looked at the board
intently.
At least Ino and the others
didn’t ask too many specific questions about Sasuke’s condition. All the stuff he told ANBU is
classified. So there’s no way they
would have heard that he used the Mangekyou Sharingan and chidori
forcefully. But Kakashi still floating
around the hospital concerns me. If he
didn’t see me early on he should have just left…even if Iruka did want him to
check up on me. I wonder what Sasuke
and him spoke about this morning.
And I wonder why Shizune had to
administer the drugs the way she did.
Kakashi wouldn’t have said it was serious in front of the others. And the fact that he insisted I go see him
before the drugs put him out worries me too.
Sasuke wouldn’t ask for me. He hates being vulnerable, even around me…so he wouldn’t ask
Kakashi where I was. I wonder if
Kakashi found out about Neji coming by yesterday. He always knows what’s going on before it’s even happening. Hell, he told Sasuke I was distracting him
three months before we even ended up together.
“Let Sasuke know we’re thinking
about him, okay, Naruto?” Ino called as Naruto started down the hall. The blond nodded. When he got to Sasuke’s door he didn’t bother knocking (he usually
didn’t) and let himself in.
Sasuke’s eyes were nearly
closed when Naruto sat down in the chair at his bedside. The blond frowned deeply as he propped the
crutches against the wall. Sasuke had
always been paler than most, but now his skin had an unhealthy glow to it. The lines under his dark eyes were
profound. He was shivering slightly,
though there was a pale sheen of feverish sweat over his brow. His breathing was harsh and broken.
This was the first time Naruto
could honestly say Sasuke really looked like he was…
Dying.
“Sasuke?” The raven-haired jounin shifted his eyes
slightly in Naruto’s direction but didn’t look at him. He… he looks awful… “Is there anything I can do for you,
Sasuke?”
Sasuke didn’t respond. Naruto wasn’t too surprised, after all he
looked groggy. The medication had been
administered in a double dose, according to Kakashi, which meant he’d be out of
it before long. Had the pain gotten bad
while they were doing the x-rays?
“Naruto…” Sasuke’s voice matched the rest of him,
ragged, chocked.
“I’m right here, Sasuke.”
“Don’t…with Neji…don’t…” Naruto narrowed his eyes. Don’t what with Neji? This has to be the medication talking. But of all the things to bring up he has
to… “Don’t be with him. Naruto.”
“I’m with you, Sasuke. I’m staying with you. Neji is going to be on a mission the day
after tomorrow.”
“No.” Sasuke struggled to roll over to look at Naruto.
“Don’t force yourself to…” Naruto watched alarmed as the brunet turned almost
on to his side. “Sasuke.”
“He can’t have
you…understand?” No, I don’t
understand…what is he…
“You have me, Sasuke. It’s been you and me. And it’s gonna stay that way. You’re gonna have the procedure and we’re
going to be together.”
Sasuke peeled his eyes open
enough that he could study Naruto with them.
“I don’t want to die, Naruto.”
With how stubborn you’ve been I
was beginning to think you did, Sasuke.
“It’s going to be fine. You’re
gonna have the procedure and you’ll recover and…”
“NO!” Naruto flinched as Sasuke grabbed the sheets with his
fingers. “I’m not.”
“If you don’t have the
procedure then you will…” Naruto let a
breath out. “Sasuke, I know you’re
worried about what happens after that, but right now we need to deal
with…”
“Not Neji…Naruto…not him…”
“Neji has nothing to do with
this, Sasuke.”
“He’ll…he’ll comfort you…when
I’m gone…” Sasuke turned back on his
back. Is that what he’s been
rambling on about? He thinks I’ll
replace him with Neji? Or with anyone else? Is he insane?
“You’re not going anywhere,
Sasuke…do you understand…don’t you…”
Sasuke shot up and started hacking violently. “Sasuke!” His lover coughed
twice more, blood tainting his lips.
And just as fast as it had happened Sasuke was lying down again. “Should I get a nurse or…”
“It’s normal, Naruto.” Sasuke closed his eyes.
“It’s not normal.”
“It is when your chakra
circulatory system looks like a bowl of ramen noodles.” Naruto made a face. “The drugs…I’m sleeping now.”
“Sasuke…”
“You ate, right, Naruto?”
“Sasuke…”
“Did you eat, Naruto? Did you?”
Sasuke peeked one eye open to glance at the blond sitting to his
left.
“I had BBQ. Shikamaru brought it for me.”
“I’m glad.” Sasuke closed his eye again.
“Sasuke…” Naruto watched as his labored breaths
slowed. Is this going to be how it
is when he…NO! He won’t…. I won’t let
him…I can’t…
Damn it. I wanted to talk to him today…really talk to
him… not arguing…things were going well this morning. When he told me Kakashi had stopped in to see him I got
hope. Kakashi could have knocked some
sense into him too. I was going to
bring it up, and have a civil conversation with him when Shizune came in saying
Tsunade needed more x-rays.
I know they’ve both been working
non-stop trying to work out the kinks on this Hado thing, but if I don’t get
Sasuke to agree by tomorrow night, Friday morning at the latest, there won’t be
any procedure. I don’t know what to say
to him…every time it’s brought up I end up yelling at him… and he lashes out at
me. Like yesterday.
I thought there was hope
today. Sasuke had been in a decent
mood, considering. Maybe Kakashi
visiting him made him feel better. I
don’t know what the hell I’m supposed to do now. I can’t let him get to me.
I have to be clear and firm. I
can’t let him wiggle around the issue.
If he doesn’t want to have the procedure he’s going to tell me why, that
way I can counter his arguments.
Yes. I can do this.
I know Kakashi was looking for
me, but I have to stay with Sasuke right now.
And something tells me Shikamaru and him are still playing shogi
anyway. If it’s urgent Kakashi will
just come back in here to see me. And
Iruka said he’d call tonight anyway, just to make sure I didn’t need
anything.
Naruto looked back at his
sleeping lover.
Sasuke.
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Sasuke blinked twice before he
looked back at Naruto. “You’re awake,
I’m glad.” The brunet glanced at him
and then focused in on the ceiling.
“How long have you been here?”
“Since after you returned from
getting the x-rays done.”
“Where are your friends?”
“They’re probably still out in
the lounge. Shikamaru was playing shogi
with Kakashi.”
“He’s still here too?” Naruto nodded. “Did you speak to him then?”
“Not yet.”
“How long was I out?”
“About an hour and
change.”
“Did you eat?”
“Shikamaru brought me BBQ for
lunch.” Sasuke closed his eyes. “Are you still tired?”
“I’m always tired. The only way to keep the pain from being
unbearable is to keep me medicated most of the time.” Naruto frowned sadly.
“But you ate, you said. Right?”
“Yes,” Naruto answered. “I ate.”
What is his fascination with me eating? Then again Sasuke’s always had an oral fixation. I wonder if this is his way of making sure
I’m okay.
“You should see Kakashi,”
Sasuke spoke, unconcerned. “He wanted
to talk to you.”
“I will. I just didn’t want to leave you here
alone. I didn’t want you to wake up by
yourself.” Sasuke glanced at him. “I was a little worried earlier.”
“You’ve always been that way,
Naruto. Worrying about me when you
should be thinking about yourself. It’s
a weakness you need to get over.”
Naruto made a face. “I don’t see it as a weakness. It just means I care about you,
Sasuke.” Sasuke made a little amused
noise. “What?”
“Your idiocy continues to amaze
me.” Sasuke looked back up at the
ceiling. “Go see what Kakashi wants so
he can leave already. If you don’t
he’ll just come back in my room.”
“What’s so bad about that,
Sasuke?” Naruto glared at him. “Don’t you want to see him?”
“Why should I?”
“What do you mean why should
you? You and Kakashi have always been
close. Hell, you’ve been his favorite
since we were kids.”
“What choice did he have? Sakura and you were lousy ninja.” Naruto narrowed his eyes sharply.
“If you’re going to start
taking your frustrations out again fine, but you leave Sakura-chan and Kakashi
out of this. You always tell me I need
to grow up, that I’m not twelve anymore and then you start acting like…”
“If you don’t like the
entertainment leave my room.”
“I’m not playing your games
today, Sasuke.”
Sasuke looked at him again with
fierce eyes. “That mean you won’t find
another object to toss out my window?”
Naruto looked away, mildly
embarrassed. “I lost my temper. It was regrettable.”
“Why apologize? Throw whatever you want…my insurance will
cover any damages when you collect on it.”
Naruto made a noise in the back
of his throat. “Why do you have to be
so morbid?”
“What’s so morbid about it…I’m
dying…and you’re…” Sasuke looked off to
his right, away from the blond.
“And I’m what? Finish what you were going to say.”
“Pathetic.” Naruto felt himself tense. He’s trying to push every last one of my
buttons…I won’t let him win…I won’t let him…”I said it a few days ago,
Naruto. And I’ll say it again. I don’t know what you thought this was
between us…but whatever you thought, it isn’t.”
“So what is it then,
Sasuke? We live together, we’re best friends,
we sleep together…what is it? Huh? Fuck buddies? Friends with benefits?
What is it then? Explain it to
me.”
Sasuke smirked darkly. “And you wonder why I call you
pathetic.”
“I understood, Sasuke. I understood you needed vengeance; that
killing your brother was your “everything”.
I accepted that. But I didn’t
agree to this bullshit. Why are you
letting him win? If you die he’d have
still beaten you…why are you going to give up when you’re so close to having
your hard-earned victory?”
“The more you talk the more of
your ignorance you betray.”
“Goddamn it, Sasuke! You’re damned lucky you’re lying there right
now. You’re this close to being the one
thrown out of the fucking window. You
don’t know how much I want to smack the shit out you, you fuckwad. You’ve always been selfish, and I lived with
that…but what you’re doing now is being spiteful.”
“Is that so?”
“Don’t you see what you’re
doing? Sakura’s so upset she won’t even
talk about it…she just keeps changing the subject and burying herself in
work. She doesn’t even go home
anymore. Last night she slept in her
office at the tower. And Kakashi’s
hanging around the hospital because he’s worried too. But you just insist on making everything difficult.”
“It’s not my job to make it
easy for you. I made my decision
and you’ve been acting like I’m some sort of a lunatic ever since. Do you think I’m looking forward to growing
weaker…do you think I’m excited to vomit the rest of my insides out? Did you ever really think for one second I
wanted any of this? That I welcomed
death?”
“Then why…”
“What’s more important,
Naruto…being Hokage or living?”
“What are you…that’s not the
same thing…that’s not even fair…of course life is more important…being
alive…living…”
“Fast forward five years from
now…all your friends are doing bigger and better things, getting into ANBU,
into the bingo book, going on S-class missions, becoming everything you wanted
for yourself. And you’re doing
nothing. Is life still more important?”
“Life is more important because
there’s always hope when you’re still alive… Sasuke…you never know what Tsunade
could come up with… you never know what the next day has in store for you…if
you stop believing…stop dreaming…you should be dead, Sasuke. I would never accept an either or. And if…and if I couldn’t be Hokage at least
I’d still be there for my most important people. “ Naruto met Sasuke’s eyes.
“For my most important person.”
Sasuke smirked. “That’s a touching speech, Naruto. It gives me those warm and fuzzy feelings
inside.”
“AAAAH!” Naruto slammed his
fist into the adjacent wall, hard. “I
keep telling myself I can’t lose you…but I have to wonder why! I hate you, Sasuke…I hate everything about
you…I hate that smug look on your face, that cooler-than-thou answer for
everything you always have…why should I drive myself crazy for someone who
won’t even acknowledge we’re in a relationship after three fucking years? All I wanted was to make you happy…make life
without your clan, your parents, happy.
But you’re impossible. To you,
death is a better option than staying here with me. Am I some kind of masochist?
How can I care for someone like you?
How could anyone?”
Naruto was almost panting by
the time he finished going off on his rant.
But when he finally realized what he had said Sasuke had already rolled
completely onto his other side, despite his broken arm and sprained wrist. Damn it… what the hell did I just do now…
All I wanted…all I wanted was to
wipe that smirk off his face…I just wanted him to feel what I was feeling…but…
“Sasuke…I…I
didn’t mean any of that…you know how I feel about you…I…you make me insane, it
had been building up for a long time and…please, Sasuke…say something…you know
what you mean to me…”
“I do.” He’s talking to me…thank
goodness. If he were upset now I would
never have forgiven… “That’s why I said you’re pathetic.”
“Sasuke…”
“You should never depend so much
on another person, Naruto.”
“What are you…that’s what being
in a relationship is about.”
“You still don’t get it, do
you?”
“Get what?”
“Why when you tell me how you
feel I never say it back.” Naruto could
feel his heart clench. “Stop clinging
to me.”
“You don’t mean that… you’re just
lashing out again, the way you always do when you’re boxed in an emotional
corner.”
“Believe what you want,
Naruto.”
Naruto bit into his lower
lip. “Take it back, Sasuke. Right now.”
“The truth hurts, Naruto.”
“You’re better than this. Only someone like Itachi would be cruel like
this…take it back, Sasuke. Take it back
or I won’t forgive you.”
“Don’t hold your breath. Dobe-kun.”
“Turn around and look at
me. Say it to my fucking face,
Sasuke! Don’t be a coward. If you want me to believe it you look me in
the eyes and say it.”
“Are you done yet?” Sasuke wouldn’t look at him. “Either way I want you to leave.”
“I’m not done with you.”
“So?”
Naruto stood up. “If I walk out that door now, Sasuke, I
won’t be coming back.”
“Don’t let it hit you on the way
out.”
Naruto placed his crutches under
his armpits and started walking towards the door. He didn’t look back as he spoke.
“Being alone doesn’t bother you, Sasuke?”
“I’ve been alone since he killed
everyone, Naruto. Dying alone will just
complete things.”
“And what about me?” Naruto
asked next, hand on the door. He looked
over his shoulder.
“You?” Sasuke glanced at him.
“You’re annoying.” Naruto
turned back. He left the room and shut
the door behind him tightly.
I’m not staying here…I’m going
home…I’m finished…I don’t care anymore…he’s done everything humanly possible to
push me away…I’m going to oblige him.
I’m packing up my stuff and I’m going home…I don’t care anymore. Fuck Sasuke. Fuck him, fuck him, fuck him.
I don’t need to put up with him…I’m better than this…I’m not going to
let him jerk me around again.
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Seven
Months Ago
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Naruto stuck his spoon into the
stew and tasted it. This is good
stuff…especially since I’m the one who made it. Naruto placed the spoon onto a napkin and covered the
pot. He turned the heat down a little
more. It was already after eight. Hopefully Sasuke would be back in the next
few hours or so.
Naruto did one last check to
make sure the apartment looked presentable and then headed into the
bedroom. He opened his underwear
drawer, wondering what to wear. Any
other time he could care less, except when Sasuke had beaten him to the pair of
his boxers he had wanted. The whole
wearing Naruto’s underwear joke had morphed from an excuse for Naruto to strip
the brunet to Sasuke wearing Naruto’s underwear because he felt like it.
Actually, Naruto never
complained about it. He found it a
little sexy that Sasuke wore his boxers most of the time, only slipping into
his own boxer briefs when neither of them had done the laundry in a while. Or when Sasuke was in a seductive kind of
mood. They both knew what happened
whenever Sasuke wore those black boxer briefs with the red strips down the
side. Naruto teased him about being
like a girl in revealing lingerie…and then he tackled the other teen onto the
nearest surface, bed or otherwise.
Naruto ended up picking out
shorts that he knew he looked pretty good in, especially since Sasuke’s staring
when he wore them was a little more than usual. Satisfied, Naruto put the rest of the neatly folded laundry away
and headed into the bathroom. He had
had to do laundry today. All by
himself, to boot. Which just out and
out sucked.
But Sasuke was coming home
tonight, and it seemed only right that the apartment look more like it usually
did and not a bachelor pad. Naruto
couldn’t help it if Sasuke was compulsive when it came to being neat. He was anal retentive about that sort of
crap. But the blond admitted the place
looked pretty good now that it got some much needed freshening up. And it wasn’t fair to Sasuke for him to come
home to a pigsty after being gone for six weeks.
Six weeks.
Four weeks longer than he should
have been. At the month mark, when they
were two weeks overdue, Naruto decided to stop taking any more high-ranking
missions until Sasuke, Shino, Lee and their medic- nin returned safely. Sakura and Naruto spent nights together a few
times a week trying to keep the other’s mind off of the fact that no one had
any idea where the hell the team was.
Was it better that Tsunade hadn’t sent out the hunter-nin or worse? Were they still in Earth country or did they
end up crossing the border running for their lives?
At least if Naruto had taken
missions he could have kept his mind off of the fact that Sasuke was who only
knew where. But he didn’t like the idea
of being gone when Sasuke finally came home.
He didn’t like to think the brunet could be in the hospital and he
wouldn’t be there for him. Of course
without work that meant no income. And
even though Sasuke always left him money in case of emergencies whenever he
went off on missions (Sasuke was always the more responsible one) things had
still been tight considering.
It was happenstance that Naruto
was heading to the ramen stand to use the rest of the emergency money for a
bowl of self-pity when Iruka ran into him yesterday afternoon. The brunet schoolteacher had mentioned he
was just on his way to go look for him.
Kakashi was returning from an S-class mission and had run into Sasuke
and the others and had returned with Lee early that morning.
They were okay. Exhausted.
But okay. Lee had a broken arm,
so Kakashi offered to take Lee with him so they could bring their client
home. Shino, who was the leader of
their cell, had mentioned they could make it back to the village by Thursday
night. Which was tonight. Kakashi had given them all solider pills and
left with Lee.
Hearing the good news Naruto had
made a detour to see how Lee was doing in the hospital. Sakura was playing nursemaid and Lee was
bemoaning that he hadn’t had a chance to bring her any flowers. Gai was in the corner spewing platitudes
about the springtime of love and all that.
But despite the weird circumstances, Lee assured Naruto that Sasuke was
fine. Thankful for that information Naruto
headed to the market to buy something for the homecoming.
He did feel a little strange
cooking and cleaning this afternoon but at the same time the feeling that
Sasuke was coming home, especially after being overdue by a month, was
overwhelming. Of course the only
setback was that the trip to Sand on Monday was going to have to be scraped.
Shikamaru had made a team, under
Tsunade’s orders, and was set to go to Sand on Monday for some kind of
international forum. Naruto wasn’t the
most obvious choice, but since they did go way back the brunet had asked
him. From the way he described things
it sounded more like a paid jounin vacation than a serious mission. Tsunade already had her personal ANBU
bodyguards, and then two other squads escorting her. The jounin going were more or less going to help Sand with the
organization of panels and such.
The only reason there were
jounin and not chuunin was pragmatics.
After the incident at that faithful chuunin exam in Konoha there wasn’t
any reason to take chances when a few of the village leaders were in the same
place at the same time. That being
said, even though there didn’t seem to be any real threat of terrorism it was
better to have highly trained ninja with their guard up.
It would have been nice to see
Gaara again. And see just how whipped
Temari had Shikamaru. Especially with
the way Chouji talked their relationship up.
As it was Shikamaru had to get a back up for the blond because Sasuke
and the rest of his team being missing didn’t make Naruto eager to leave for a
week.
And given the fact that Sasuke
had been gone for six weeks, Naruto didn’t see Sasuke going anywhere for at
least a week himself. If not longer if
he had a say in it. Sasuke hadn’t
seemed to dislike the idea of Naruto going to Sand for a week when Naruto had
mentioned it two months ago. But now
that the actual mission was on Monday it didn’t seem all that important
anymore. He’d see Gaara again. Konoha was due to host another chuunin exam
before long, and Naruto was sure he’d come for that.
Naruto redressed in a pair of
boxers and a tank top and decided he’d stick the rice balls he made into the
microwave so all he had to do was warm them up when Sasuke got in. All in all, the two of them had been
lucky. Even though they didn’t go on
missions together all the time anymore they usually ended up getting home
within a day or two of each other. And
they took their vacations at the same time, for obvious reasons. This was really the first time one of them
had really been overdue for more than a few days. Up until now if a mission went bad they were on it together…so
there was no one home to sit and worry.
Naruto had to wonder how Sasuke
would have handled things if the roles were reversed. Sasuke was certainly “nice” when Naruto came home after a long
mission. Naruto always took a nice
long, steaming hot bath the second he got in.
Sasuke used his fire jutsu to warm the water up for him if Naruto didn’t
feel like waiting. And by the time
Naruto got finished Sasuke always had his favorite pair of boxers laid out for
him and his baggiest sweats.
And some how, Naruto wasn’t sure
exactly how, Sasuke always got back from the ramen stand with take-out by the
time Naruto was dressed in his comfort clothes. Sasuke reserved comments about noodles in his bed as Naruto sat
in it, slurping the heaven-in-a-bowl down.
And before long Sasuke and him were both undressed and getting to more
important matters. After, Naruto
stretched completely out on top of Sasuke, who never grumbled how heavy,
sweaty, or sticky the blond was and he fell asleep like that.
Of course the next day Sasuke
was his old self, though Naruto always noticed how Sasuke stared at him a
little bit more. And wasn’t so easily
annoyed. Since Naruto hardly ever
returned with injuries, thanks to the kyuubi, by the afternoon of the second
day they were out sparring at the training grounds. And that’s when Naruto usually told him some of his more
triumphant moves, embellishing when appropriate. After all, why tell the brunet there were three enemy ninja when
you could say five?
Naruto thanked his overall
cheery disposition for making his return go smoothly. At least it felt smooth because Sasuke was the one taking care of
him. It could be that Sasuke thought
just the opposite whenever he got home after a long absence. Still, things when Sasuke got home from a
long mission were usually complicated.
Lee hadn’t told Naruto any
details. Probably because Gai and
Sakura were in the room and there didn’t seem to be any need to upset them now
that he was home safe. However, a mission
that was a month over schedule couldn’t have gone “well”. They had completed it, presumably, since
they were bringing their client home and their mission was guarding said
client.
Sasuke was always a bit
withdrawn after a long mission. Needing
some alone time out on top of their roof.
Naruto knew how much space he needed and when it was time to go find the
brunet and pull him back inside. He
also knew the difference between silences caused by fatigue and needing to wind
down and silences caused from something more serious.
Once Sasuke got over it enough
to talk he kept his explanations curt and to the point. He didn’t answer any questions Naruto asked
him. And then little by little over the
next few days he’d let more and more of his stress leave him and divulge more
information. The darkness would fade
away and he’d be Sasuke again.
And then of course there was the
fact that that dark part of the brunet’s psyche fed off of the violence and
needed release. Maybe it was because
Naruto took out all his frustrations and stress on the battlefield, allowing
himself to use up most of his chakra so that the stress would leave him. Whatever it was, Sasuke was always hard
edged when he came back.
He should be home soon. I better finish with the icing. Naruto frowned as he looked at
his lopsided cake in front of him. He
wasn’t sure why it ended up all crooked but there wasn’t much he could do about
it now. He actually imagined Sasuke
would tease him about baking a cake in the first place. Then he’d make a comment about Naruto not
putting “Welcome Home, Sasuke” on it.
Naruto would of course say that
he made the cake because he wanted one for himself. Sasuke would smirk and run his finger in the icing and then lick
it clean. Which was why Naruto never
wrote anything on the cakes he made Sasuke in the first place. Naruto would scold him for ruining the
frosting, though he would be expecting Sasuke to do so. Sasuke would stick his tongue out and ask
Naruto if he wanted the frosting back.
And Naruto would kiss him and stick his tongue half down his
throat.
As ridiculous as the whole
exchange would be Naruto baked crooked cakes anyway. He made rice balls and made sure the refrigerator was stocked
with tomatoes. And though Sasuke never
thanked him for any of it that rare smile always made it worth his while.
They were always closest
whenever one of them got back from a mission.
A little more touching here, a little less arguing there. Ad of course a lot more sex. Not that they didn’t get enough of it in the
first…
The door handle turned and then
it was open. Naruto dropped the knife
he had been icing the cake with in the sink.
He knew that he’d be kicking himself for dashing to the door like a
puppy but after six weeks his pride would have to suffer a little bit. Though he refused to move faster than…fuck
it!
“Sasuke.” The brunet glanced up at him as he slid off
his filthy sandals and tossed his backpack into the chair by the door that
always ended up with a backpack in it.
“You’re home.” Sasuke looked at
him blankly. Yeah, okay…that was
stupid. “I made dinner, and
dessert, do you want a shower or to eat…or do you want to nap first?”
Sasuke moved towards Naruto and
without any words he pushed Naruto into the door, forcing it to shut behind
them. Then he moved in and kissed him,
thrusting his tongue down his throat almost violently. Naruto was shocked for the first second
before he responded and returned the kiss.
He peeled himself off the door and forced Sasuke to take a step
back.
The blond ran his hands down
broad shoulders, feeling the tension.
It seemed he’d have to give Sasuke a rub down later. Not liking to be too submissive Naruto
attempted to take over the kiss.
Usually Sasuke didn’t fight him whenever he did so, but this time the
brunet bit his lip. Deciding this was a
good time to break away anyway he rested his nose and mouth in the crook of his
lover’s neck.
“I missed you too, Sasuke.” He gave Sasuke gentle kisses to his exposed
skin, intending to calm things down a bit.
Not that he didn’t enjoy touching their lips again but logically
speaking Sasuke was a wreck. There was
a lot a tension all up and down his back and in his shoulders and neck. He was probably hungry and tired, and it was
clear he needed a shower. “Why don’t
you hop in the shower and I’ll…”
Sasuke pressed his weight into
him again, pinning him against the door a second time. Then he rubbed his arousal into the younger
jounin’s thigh. This must be what
they mean when they say violence and sex go hand and hand. Whatever Sasuke had gone through over
the last six weeks needed an outlet. An
outlet that was currently pressed into their apartment door.
It was one thing to read about
someone getting screwed into a wall or door in Icha Icha but when it was
you who was about to get the screwing things changed. However, he didn’t think Sasuke wanted to go into the bedroom
either. And Naruto had just washed the
bed sheets too. I sound like a
housewife.
Naruto pushed Sasuke back again,
but he gave him a quick kiss so the brunet understood he wasn’t being
rejected. The blond undid the other
teen’s pants and fisted the throbbing appendage in his hands. He leaned in as he listened to the sharp
hiss escape the other’s lips.
“Do you want it in your mouth…or
do you want to fuck me, Sasuke,” the blond asked roughly.
Naruto hoped Sasuke didn’t pick
the first option because he didn’t really like the idea of going down on Sasuke
at the moment, but he’d do it anyway if that was what the brunet needed. Of course it wasn’t like there was lubricant
sitting by their apartment door either.
Despite a few kinky incidents that took place in other areas of their
place there weren’t tubes of lube sitting there waiting.
When they were finished, or more
accurately when Sasuke was finished, the brunet was trembling and the blond was
already feeling sore. Naruto couldn’t
lie, even though it felt good emotionally to be with Sasuke intimately again it
hadn’t been the most pleasant of experiences.
There was nothing sexy about Sasuke upset like this. Not only was he less concerned than he
usually was when he took the dominate role, but he was obviously in a rather
dark place during because his eyes were vacant and vicious. Sasuke hadn’t even bothered to take off his
clothes beforehand.
But he’d do the same thing for
me. I can’t be angry with him.
Besides there were more important
things to worry about now. Sasuke
didn’t look good in the slightest.
There were deep bags under his eyes and he was paler than normal. He still hadn’t spoken either. Not one word. Not a “Dobe-kun”, not a “Naruto”. Not anything. Naruto had
only let Sasuke take him like this in front of their door because he had
thought it would help. But it hadn’t. The brunet was still tense and silent. Worried, Naruto took Sasuke into the
bathroom and got the brunet to take off the rest of his clothes while he waited
for the water to get to an appropriate temperature for a shower.
Naruto held Sasuke against him
during the wait, gifting him more little kisses but the brunet didn’t say or do
anything. He pulled them both into the
shower before long. Sasuke wasn’t a
bath person, but a nice long shower usually helped. Naruto did all of the washing for both of them. He also took the opportunity to shave
Sasuke’s face, which needed a bit of tidying up even though it was pretty
obvious the older jounin had shaved a few times while he was away, considering
he didn’t have an Asuma-sized beard after being gone for so long.
And when Naruto was finished
rinsing the brunet off he dropped down to his knees and took care of the slowly
developing problem between his lover’s legs.
While he gave him the blowjob
Naruto relieved his own tension. Their
encounter by the door hadn’t given him an opportunity to finish himself
off. Sasuke hadn’t been as attentive as
he usually was when he topped. And when
he pulled out and was shivering violently Naruto didn’t feel the urge to jack
himself off any more. At least this
second time around Sasuke acted less like sex was a basic animal need and more
like the lover he was used to; hands fisting in his hair, letting little
satisfied moans echo against the shower tiles.
Naruto wrapped them both up in a
fluffy towel when they finally got out.
His own underwear weren’t dirty, especially since Sasuke and him had
taken them off only a half hour or so after Naruto had slipped into them after
his shower. Plus, after the amount of
laundry he had had to do today Naruto wasn’t anxious to make anymore. “Why don’t you go get dressed and I’ll bring
you something to eat, okay?”
Sasuke didn’t answer verbally but
he pulled away from Naruto’s embrace and headed into the bedroom. Naruto hung the towel back up, gathered up
Sasuke’s clothes and made his way back over to his boxer shorts and tank
top. He redressed in them and tossed
Sasuke’s dirty clothes into the chair with his backpack. There were probably other bloodstained
articles of clothing in there as well.
Naruto would soak everything that had blood in it in the bathroom sink
once he got Sasuke something to eat and made sure he was sleeping.
He walked back over to the
microwave and warmed the rice balls back up and then spooned some stew into a
bowl. He poured Sasuke some water and
placed everything on a tray. Before
Naruto left the kitchen he set the teakettle up.
Sasuke was sitting in his bed, on
top of the covers in a pair of sweatpants and a loose fitting undershirt. He was looking at the ceiling with that same
distant look in his eyes. “Here we go,
Sasuke. I got this stew recipe from
Iruka-sensei. It’s really good, if I
say so myself. And some rice balls
too.” Naruto set the tray down on
Sasuke’s nightstand. “I’ll bring you
some tea too, and I made a cake.”
Sasuke didn’t say anything, which
was another reason for concern since Naruto was usually guaranteed to get a
comment about his cooking. But at the
very least Sasuke picked up one of the rice balls and started eating. He gave Naruto a look as he got to the
filling. “Sakura-chan gave me a few
pointers.” Sasuke finished one and
moved to get another one. “So you like
them then?”
Sasuke wouldn’t answer him but he
drank down some of the stew, and picked vegetables out of it with his
chopsticks, eating at a decent speed. And
Sasuke was on his third rice ball by the time the teakettle whistled. “I’ll be back with your tea, Sasuke.”
Sasuke ate what he was given and
drank all his tea without needing to be prodded to finish everything. Naruto cleared all the dishes and tossed
them into the sink hoping that by the time he finished washing them Sasuke
would be settling down to get some sleep.
The brunet tended to take naps after a long mission, while his body
adjusted to sleeping in safety again.
He heard Sasuke get up out of the bedroom and go into the bathroom, and
judging by the sounds he was making in the sink he was most likely brushing his
teeth. But Naruto was still a little
disappointed when he found Sasuke sitting the same way he had left him after
all the dishes were in the drying rack and they were both back in the bedroom.
“You could probably use a nice
massage, huh?” Naruto decided, crawling up into bed with him. Sasuke slid his undershirt off over his head
and tossed the garment on the ground as an answer. “Turn over then.”
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Naruto was making his way out of
the bathroom when Sasuke appeared in their bedroom doorway, his undershirt back
on. He had been sleeping for a good two
hours, which had relieved Naruto and given him a chance to fix his crooked cake
with more icing and start soaking Sasuke’s bloodied clothes in the bathroom
sink. Naruto had watched a little late
night television in the living room, though there never was anything good on
past eleven.
Sasuke didn’t say anything as he
walked passed him and into the kitchen.
Naruto followed him, wondering if the sexual release, shower, food, and
sleep had finally broken through Sasuke’s walls and he was once again…
“Sasuke!” Naruto grabbed Sasuke’s wrist even as the brunet
finished pulling a large amount of icing off the cake with two fingers. “Oi, Jackass, it took a long time to make
that, and you’re messing it all up!”
Sasuke yanked his wrist back and promptly stuck his fingers in his
mouth, sucking obnoxiously. “Damn it,
Teme!”
Sasuke pulled his fingers out of
his mouth after one last lick then leaned over and pressed his lips against
Naruto’s. This time the kiss was
gentle, if a little urgent, and Naruto shut his eyes closed and let the taste
of vanilla overload his senses. Sasuke
let Naruto take control of the kiss after a few moments of prodding and when it
was all said and done Naruto was grinning triumphantly.
“There’s a lot of frosting on
this, Naruto.” The brunet dug his
fingers into the part of the cake Naruto had tried evening out with more icing
then popped his fingers back in his mouth one by one.
“Would you quit it, Sasuke? I’m going to need to get another butter
knife to fix this. You’re messing it
all up.”
Sasuke shrugged. “You’re not suppose to make the cake less
lopsided by filling in the crooked part with frosting, Dobe-kun.”
“Shut up, who died and made you
the king of cake frosting anyway?”
Sasuke didn’t answer and propped himself up onto the counter top. “You presume too much, this cake’s not for
you anyway.”
“Oh? Who’s it for then? You
have another lover I don’t know about?”
“Yeah, I do, Sasuke.” Naruto pulled out a regular knife and began
cutting the cake in the spot where Sasuke had ruined it. “I didn’t expect you home anytime soon,
you’re a month late as it is.”
“I had to stop to see my Hidden
Village of Rock girlfriend, Naruto.”
“What happened to you being gay?”
Naruto asked. He placed the cut slice on
a plate and moved over to where Sasuke was sitting on the counter. “Are you swinging both ways now or is she a
cross dresser or something?”
“Yeah, she’s a regular
Haku.”
“You’re a brat, Sasuke. I don’t know why I spoil you.”
“A lopsided cake is being
spoiled? You didn’t even write “Welcome
Home, Sasuke” on it.” Naruto made a
face. Then he placed the cake plate on
Sasuke’s lap and they both tore little bits from it and began eating. In between bites Naruto leaned up and gave
Sasuke a few kisses.
When the cake was all done,
Naruto gave Sasuke a final teasing nothing of a kiss then walked over to the
sink and rinsed the plate off. “Make
yourself useful and cover the cake up, Sasuke.”
Sasuke jumped off the counter and
did as he was told, then walked over to the sink. Naruto was busy scrubbing frosting off the plate as Sasuke eyed
the drying rack. “When did you become
so domestic, Naruto?”
Naruto turned and flicked a
little water at him. “I don’t know what
you’re talking about. I can keep the
house clean, it’s not so hard.”
“Cooking and cleaning…doing
laundry…maybe I should knock you up too so you can take care of our
young.”
“Shut up, Sasuke, you punk.” Naruto nudged him with his hip, but he
didn’t do it hard. This of course was Sasuke’s
way of complimenting him; Sasuke couldn’t be conventional when it came to being
nice. He had to be an asshole about
it. But at least he was more like his
old self again.
“Wasn’t there some kind of
mission to Sand you were supposed to go on with Shikamaru?” Sasuke wondered,
moving away from Naruto, though Naruto was a little disappointed he had. “Wasn’t that soon or did you already go and
come back?”
“I went on a lot of missions in
the time it took you to bring your ass back to Konoha. You were gone so long I was starting to
think you defected to Rock or something,” Naruto answered, dodging the
question, and hiding the fact that he had stopped going on missions two weeks
ago, waiting for Sasuke’s return.
“I told you where I was. Shacked up with my other lover, Naruto.”
“I bet he can’t do what I can,”
Naruto decided, looking over his shoulder as Sasuke headed out of the kitchen.
“No, he can’t. Your brand of stupidity is one of a
kind.”
“Shut up, Sasuke!” Sasuke retreated into the bathroom. Naruto took a deep breath and started
putting the dry dishes away. The brunet
returned a few moments later after he flushed the toilet. His arms were over his chest and he was
wearing a more serious expression.
“What’s got your boxers all in a knot all of a sudden, Sasuke?”
“I see you went digging in my
backpack,” Sasuke remarked, heading back towards the kitchen.
“I only grabbed your clothes out
of it, Sasuke. I have to soak them so
the blood will get out,” Naruto insisted.
“Besides, it’s not like I haven’t been in your backpack before. I’m the one who packed you manga to read for
your trip, remember?”
“So I’m guessing you saw it
then.” Naruto made a confused
face. “The souvenir I brought
you.”
“Souvenir? You’re on a mission that lasts a month
longer than it’s supposed to and you have time to bring me back a
souvenir? What did you do, stop in the
Hidden Village of Rock gift shop on the way home?”
“You don’t want it then?” Sasuke was walking over to the living room
to grab the souvenir in question.
“I’m just a little surprised you
got me something, Sasuke. It seems a
little…a little strange to me, that’s all.”
“Here.” Sasuke had fished out a white hand towel from the bottom of the
bag. “I guess you didn’t see it. It was under the manga I didn’t read.” He tossed the bundle at Naruto who caught it
on instinct.
Naruto was a little surprised by
the weight. It wasn’t heavy, or
anything, but it wasn’t just a folded up hand towel either. There was something wrapped up inside of
it. Naruto placed it on the kitchen
table, undoing it slowly, startled that there was blood dirtying the otherwise
stark white cloth.
A forehead protector? Naruto turned the cloth around so the
metal piece was facing up and then rubbed away some of the dried blood with the
hand towel so he could see it better.
“A Hidden Rock forehead protector.”
Naruto looked back up at Sasuke.
“I don’t know what to say, Sasuke.
You shouldn’t have?”
“You don’t like it then?” Sasuke had a strange sort of gleam in his
dark eyes and Naruto found a slight chill run down his spine.
“I don’t know what to make of
this, Sasuke. A souvenir is supposed to
be a present that shows someone you were thinking about him or her while you
were gone, or that you missed them.
There’s usually some affection behind it. People don’t generally pick up bloody objects and give them to
people as gifts, Sasuke.”
“I know.” Naruto frowned. Sasuke walked over to the kitchen table and ran his hand over the
engraved emblem that distinguished the forehead protector as belonging to the
Village of Rock. “This belonged to a
ninja I killed. And I was thinking of
you when I killed him.”
Naruto’s eyes narrowed. Left as was, Sasuke’s statement sounded
pretty creepy, to say the least, but Naruto trusted there was more to it then
that so he reserved his negative comments for later. “Explain.”
“The mission had gone to shit the
second we reached Earth. I ended up being
a decoy so the others could get the client out of danger. To make a complicated story simple I managed
to get away and was headed back to rendezvous with the others when I was
attacked by a Rock jounin. Things went
bad from there, especially since I was out of chakra. All I could do was fight him using taijutsu and none of my hits
were landing. It wasn’t far into the
fight that I started doubting I’d be making it home. I could feel my reaction time slowing, and I was just at that
point where you start thinking giving up is better than fighting
uselessly. That’s when you popped in my
mind.”
“Me?”
“The last thing I should have
been thinking about was you, Naruto.
You’re nothing but a distraction whenever it comes to being in
battle.” Naruto made a face. “But there you were. And before I knew it I had head butted the
guy, something you would probably do in a similar situation, and with him
temporarily stunned I managed to pull a kunai out of my holster and get him
right in the jugular. It was only as he
was dying, falling into me, that I noticed he was probably only a little older
than us. That he had dark blue eyes and
messy brown hair. I moved and he fell,
dead, with his eyes still open, and my knife still sticking from his
throat. He hit a rock when he fell,
knocking the forehead protector off.”
“Sasuke.”
“They tell you never to look in
the eyes of the men you kill. But I had
to look. It wasn’t like he was the
first ninja I’d ever eliminated, but up until now I’ve never had to do it in
such a crude fashion. I could still see
that surprised look on his face when I ducked behind a rock and vomited.” Sasuke picked up the forehead protector. “I will be ANBU one day. There will be other opportunities for me to
meet the eyes of the people I kill. But
none of their eyes could ever haunt me the way his do.”
“You mean Itachi?” Sasuke inclined his head. “You were close to death and you…I came to
mind…”
“It’s not what you think it is,
Naruto,” Sasuke explained, on the defensive.
“You’ve always tried to catch up to me, be better than me. If I died out there in Earth then you’d have
won. And I’m not prepared for
that.”
“So you have no choice but to
come home on missions. If only to keep
me from surpassing you?” Naruto took the
forehead protector from Sasuke’s grasp.
“You’re bullshitting yourself if you honestly think I haven’t already
caught up to you, Sasuke. But since
I’ll never fight you seriously again the only way we can see who’s won is by
staying alive.” The blond smirked. “I’d be rather disappointed if you ended up
dead, Sasuke.”
“You should have been dead years
ago, Naruto.” Sasuke gave him an
unreadable look. “We both know you’re
no good without me.”
“The only thing I know is that I
won’t lose to you.” Naruto held the
forehead protector in a tight fist. Now
Naruto had two forehead protectors. The
one Sasuke had left behind before he went to Sound and the one he had given him
now. Naruto was sure there were other
ninja who kept forehead protectors of the shinobi they killed as trophies or
perhaps constant reminders of what they had done and who they were.
The fact that Sasuke was giving
Naruto the forehead protector of the first man he had killed with his bare
hands obviously counted for something.
Even if Sasuke denied there was any other deeper meaning to the
gesture. Sasuke had still thought of
him when he been close to death and was practically admitting that he had won
the fight because thinking of Naruto not only helped him come up with a move to
take the lead, but also gave him the strength to do what was necessary for his
own survival. That was actually very
deep, considering there were many times Sasuke probably used his desire to kill
Itachi as a motivator for pulling through in a desperate situation.
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It was maybe only an hour after
Naruto had put the forehead protector away and Sasuke had gone out to the roof
for some down time when the brunet jumped back through their bedroom window and
gave Naruto a hard look while the blond read his Icha Icha. It was obvious in Sasuke’s near killing
intent that he was riled up about something.
So Naruto casually tossed the book back onto his own bed and looked at
the older teen critically.
Sasuke was prone to mood swings
after a hard mission; being in a decent disposition one moment and then
suddenly turning bitter and angry without real warning or provocation. Naruto was pretty sure they had been on good
terms, especially after the forehead protector incident, so he was a little
surprised Sasuke looked so angry.
“What, Sasuke?”
“You lied to me.” Naruto frowned. Did I? I don’t
remember lying to him… “That mission to Sand is on Monday.” Oh, that…well that wasn’t a lie… I just
dodged the question.
Naruto sat up. “Yeah, it is on Monday, what’s the
point?”
“Why didn’t you say so when I
asked?” Naruto shrugged. “You’re going aren’t you?”
“You’ve been gone for six weeks,
you were supposed to be home a month ago, my top priority wasn’t to go to Sand
for a week, Sasuke. Shikamaru’s already
found a replacement anyway. It’s not a
big deal.”
Sasuke’s eyes narrowed. “You think I want you to stay home and
baby-sit me?” Sasuke took two steps
towards him. “I don’t need you nursing
me back to health.”
“It’s not about that,
Sasuke. I know you can take care of
yourself. But you’ve been gone for a
long time; I can’t help worrying a little.
It’s not as if I wanted to sit here, waiting by the door, hoping you’d
walk through it for the last two weeks.”
“Two weeks? You haven’t gone on any missions in two
weeks?” Sasuke didn’t raise his
voice. He rarely if ever did. But that didn’t make him sound any less
livid. His eyes were narrow slits of
hostility and he looked ready to do something violent. “Who the hell told you to sit around the
apartment waiting for me?”
“What else was I supposed to
do? You should have been home a month
ago, Sasuke! Anything could have
happened to you. It wasn’t like you
were out selling cookies door-to-door or something, you know. So I took some time off, what the hell is
wrong with that? Am I the first ninja
in the village to do so when they’re waiting for someone to come home? You make it seem like I did something
wrong!”
“Just because I don’t heal at
the speed of light doesn’t mean I’m incapable of…”
“Don’t you dare bring the kyuubi
into this!” Naruto stood up. “If Tsunade-baba needed me to go on a
mission I would have taken it, but that doesn’t mean I’m going to go to the
mission desk to sign up for…”
“There are going to be other
missions that don’t follow the schedule.
What the hell is going to happen when I make ANBU huh? Are you going to retire all together so you
can sit around here making rice balls and baking…”
“You’re telling me you wouldn’t
have worried about me if I was missing in action for over a month? Damn it, Sasuke, they were going to send
hunter-nin out for you guys soon. It’s
so easy for you to yell at me, but you try sleeping in this room alone, knowing
the smell in the pillow isn’t going to be enough if you don’t come home.”
“I never asked you for any of
this! I never told you to rearrange
your whole life for me. If something
happens on a mission it’s beyond anyone’s control; there isn’t a difference
between you sitting at home worrying about it and you doing your job,
Naruto. How do you expect to be Hokage
with that sort of weak attitude? You’re
supposed to be strong without me, you’re not supposed to sit around here like
some ninja housewife.”
“It’s so easy to play the dangerous
role, signing up for S-class missions, taking assignments that’ll look good so
you’ll get recruited into ANBU; trying to get into a damned squad that’s main
objective is to kill people before one of them kill you! And then you start yelling that I care about
you! What the fuck is that! Damn it, Sasuke, why do you have to make
everything like this!”
“You’re the one making it like
this. You’re the one with the problem
here. Not me. If you don’t want me to take dangerous missions…”
“I never fucking said
that…you’re missing the…”
“You’re missing the
point. I have enough to worry about in
my life without you complicating things further!”
“Complicating things? Is that what you think I do? Because I take care of you and worry about
you I’m…”
“I don’t need you to take care
of me… you need to take care of me…there’s a big difference…”
“I’ve never heard you
complaining before, Sasuke! I never
heard you open your fucking mouth when you eat all my crooked cakes in two days
flat and take my rice balls with you before you leave. You certainly didn’t voice your opinion when
you were fucking me into the damn floor earlier either you ungrateful asshole!”
“I never once asked you for
anything, Naruto! Not once. You do those things because they make you
happy.”
‘”I do them to make you happy!”
Sasuke gave Naruto a fatal
look. “I won’t be happy until I see
Itachi dead, Naruto. Don’t waste your
time anymore. I won’t have you sitting
around thinking about me when I’m gone.
I’m too close to let you distract me with your constant worrying.”
“How the hell am I not supposed
to worry, Sasuke? Huh? Explain it to
me!”
“Why are you worrying in the
first place? Do you think I’d ever be
defeated?”
“I worry because I love you, you
fucking piece of shit!” What the
HELL did I just say!
Sasuke looked at Naruto with
dark eyes. They were no longer narrowed
but they didn’t look any less dangerous either. Damn it…I should have never said that…he’s really upset
now.
The brunet didn’t say anything as
he left the bedroom. Naruto watched as
he slipped on his sandals and left the apartment, closing the door behind him.
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Despite the way he had blurted
out his words earlier, Naruto had known he loved Sasuke in some form or other
since they were kids. But it was only
about a year and a half ago that he translated these feelings into the word
“love”. Even so, Naruto never actually planed
on telling Sasuke so, under any circumstances.
No matter how he planned it out he doubted Sasuke would take it well.
And he proved that tonight.
Even in his imagination he
didn’t see those words ever leaving Sasuke’s lips in return. There were times Sasuke had said things that
were close to being signs of appreciation.
The first time Naruto thought he lost him and he collapsed in his arms
he had told Naruto not to die. Then
there was the time he told Naruto to run for it, because he didn’t want to see
any more important people die. Hell, it
was Sasuke who first vocalized that Naruto was his closest friend. But all of those situations were said under
more dire circumstances than an argument in their apartment.
It was a lot easier when they
were only friends. That’s what it
boiled down to. Naruto didn’t need
Sasuke to say it, because he always felt acknowledged. And when he got Sasuke to smile he knew that
Sasuke felt the same way he did. That
was fine for him. Naruto had no trouble
leaving the romance for the Icha Icha books. He didn’t, however, think Sasuke would be so upset that Naruto
blurted out he loved him that he’d storm out of the apartment.
As it was he’d been gone for
over two hours. And it had started to
rain a good hour ago. “Rain” was
putting it lightly; the sky was dumping buckets if the sounds coming from the
bedroom window were any indication at all.
Rain should have sent Sasuke home by now. Hell, it was almost four in the morning and there was still no
trace of him, not even on the roof.
Of course if Naruto stayed up
waiting for him to come home that’d just be more for them to argue about. It wasn’t like Sasuke wanted Naruto
to worry about him in the first place.
If Sasuke wanted to be out in the rain in the middle of the night that
was his business. See if he cared. And if he thought for one second that he’d
be taking care of him once he came back all cold and wet and sick he had
another thing coming. Stupid
Sasuke.
After pacing for a while as the
storm ragged on the blond had had another piece of cake, something of a
comfort, and gotten icing on his tank top, so he stripped down to just his
boxers and crawled into his own bed.
Naruto decided when Sasuke did come back it would be better for both of
them if they slept in separate beds.
Sasuke would probably be drenched to the bone so it was better he kept
his damp self to himself.
I should just go to Sand. Fuck Sasuke.
Of course by the time he got
back Sasuke would have already taken another mission, knowing him. And then not talking for a few days would
turn into not really talking for a few months.
By the time they were together again neither of them would be in a
fighting mood. But they had handled
their issues in similar ways before, and it didn’t seem like pretending they
didn’t have any was the best way to deal with things. He did care about Sasuke; he didn’t want him going on a mission
before he got some rest. And he didn’t
like the idea of leaving things unresolved like this.
Sasuke didn’t mind playing
house, falling into the role of being a domestic partner, sticking Naruto’s
name on his release forms and emergency contact information. He certainly didn’t mind the sex and doing
each other’s laundry and cooking for one another and bickering like an old
married couple. He seemed rather
content with the arrangement. Happy. But when it came to classifying that, giving
it a name, giving them both titles…that’s when it wasn’t so simple
anymore.
Naruto had never really cared
before, because it seemed like such a trivial thing. Sasuke and him were obviously committed to one another. Formalities like titles and names seemed
unnecessary. But it went deeper for
Sasuke, obviously. Anything that approached
this uncertain territory, like Naruto spending two weeks worrying, made Sasuke
uncomfortable.
Sasuke had a nasty habit of
lashing out whenever he was upset about something. Naruto had learned that the hard way with trial and error. He also was beginning to understand that no
one besides a few misguided fangirls when they were kids had expressed these
types of feelings towards him since probably his parents. Sasuke never spoke about his parents either,
which showed just how relaxed Sasuke was with these kinds of emotions.
And when you broke it all down
further despite the fact that Sasuke had Sakura and Kakashi the only person he
ever made any attempts at reaching out to were the blond. And their relationship was too complicated
for words, not to mention all the other complications Naruto had tossed in by
telling Sasuke how he felt about him in a less than flattering sort of…
The door. Sasuke’s home.
Naruto was already curled up,
facing the wall, away from the bedroom door.
He didn’t care if Sasuke figured out he wasn’t asleep or not. It was going to be awkward anyway and he
didn’t see why he should be the one to make the first move. He’d let Sasuke approach him first, if he
planned on approaching him at all.
The older ninja walked into the
dark bedroom and closed the door.
Naruto could hear him moving around effortlessly, not seeming to care
that none of the lights were on. Is
he going to take a shower? Or dry
off? I can hear how wet he is…and he
probably tracked water all through the apartment.
The younger teen flinched
slightly. Sasuke was standing over him,
right next to the blond’s bed. He was
close enough that he could smell the bittersweet smell of the rain in his hair
and clinging on his clothes. What
the hell does he want…why is he…
“Are we still fighting. Naruto?”
I didn’t expect that. The
rain must have gotten to him. “I
guess you’re not talking to me then.”
Sasuke shifted behind him.
Naruto didn’t bother rolling back
over. “If I wasn’t talking to you I
wouldn’t tell you I’m not talking to you, duh, Sasuke!” Oops.
“Where were you anyway?”
Naruto frowned. “Not that I care
or anything. Wouldn’t want you to think
I was waiting up for you or something.”
Shut up… you’re saying too much… think what Sasuke would say in this
situation… “And are just going to stand there and drip water on my
back?” That’s good… that sounds like
something he’d say.
“I went for a walk.”
“For two hours. In the rain.”
“I thought you said you weren’t
waiting up for me. I didn’t just wake
you. Naruto.”
“You don’t have to worry.” Naruto
refused to look at him, though he was dying to yell at him face-to-face. “I won’t be worrying about you any
more.”
“Does that mean you’re going to
Sand on Monday?”
“No. Sand’s got nothing to do with it. Shikamaru’s already gotten a replacement. I can use Monday to work on a new jutsu I’ve
been tinkering with. Or maybe I could
take a day trip out to the shore and get in some fresh sea air.”
“The beach is a waste of time.”
“Who said I was inviting
you.”
“Who said I was going?”
“Shut up, Sasuke. Go change out of your wet clothes and leave
me alone. You’re not my favorite person
right now.” Naruto pulled the covers up
over his shoulder more firmly.
“I didn’t think you’d still be
mad at me.” Sasuke’s voice sounded
distant. “I wouldn’t have come home
then.” Naruto narrowed his eyes.
“I didn’t say I was mad at
you. I said you’re not my favorite
person. And you must be some kind of
idiot to walk around in the rain because you don’t want to come home because
you think I’m mad at you. You shouldn’t
have stormed off in the first place.
You had to know it was going to rain, Sasuke. You’re better at figuring that kind of stuff out than I am.”
“I had a lot on my mind. And I didn’t want to be here thinking about
it.”
“So you left to go tramping
around the village getting drenched.
I’m not ruining my trip to the shore because you’re laid up with
pneumonia or something, Sasuke. I don’t
care how sick you are because of your little stunt. I’m not taking care of you.”
Naruto shifted again. “And
you’re not eating any more of my cake either.”
“No…anything but that.”
Naruto glanced over his
shoulder. Then he frowned anew. Sasuke really was drenched. His bangs had plastered to the side of his
face. It looked like he had jumped into
the lake or something. And why wasn’t
he changing anyway? Why was he standing
at the side of the bed like this? Is
he trying to think of a way to say he’s “sorry” without having to say it? Stupid Sasuke…if he stays in those wet
clothes we can’t go to the beach on Monday.
“Are you angry at me,
Sasuke?” Naruto didn’t look at
him. He wasn’t going to make it that
easy for the brunet. “Well, are
you?”
“No.”
“Well I’m not with you
either.” Naruto glanced back at him a
second time. “I guess that means we’re
made up now.” Sasuke shifted again,
almost imperceptibly. What the hell…
I made it easy for him and he’s still standing there looking stupid. Just what the hell was he thinking about for
the last two hours that’s got him acting dumb.
Then again you did tell the guy you’re in love with him. In so many words.
The blond sat up. “You’re really helpless, Sasuke.” Naruto made a face. “You’re the type of guy who needs taking
care of all the time.” Sasuke narrowed
his eyes slightly, but stopped when Naruto reached over and tugged the
drawstrings of his sweat pants. “You
can’t do anything right, can you, Sasuke.
All wet, dripping water on the carpet.”
Naruto gave Sasuke a firmer tug, forcing the brunet to put one knee up
on Naruto’s bed to compensate for the imbalance of weight. “Don’t you know it’s no good to stand around
wet like that?”
Sasuke lowered his head, his
bangs blocking out his expression. “I
thought you weren’t worrying about me anymore,” he asked in a low, uneven kind
of voice.
“I wasn’t going to. But it’d be wrong to leave a helpless fool
like you to your own devices.” He
tugged again, conscious of the fact that Sasuke was getting his bed wet. But he looks like a drowned rat or
something…and I’m not getting out of bed to toss him in the shower. Naruto got up on his knees. “I don’t know what I’m supposed to do with
you, Sasuke. You’re impossible most of
the time.”
Sasuke smirked. “You’re going to worry about me no matter
what I say anyway. You’re an idiot when
it comes to that sort of stuff.”
“Which one of us is sitting here
drenched, Sasuke?”
“Which one of us is letting the
other get his bed all wet?”
“Shut up.” Naruto got the drawstrings untied finally
and let out a little sigh, his fingers twisting them uncertainly. You make me so crazy, Sasuke…you really
drive me nuts.
“You should still be mad at
me.” Sasuke’s mouth was close to the
blond’s ear. “You’re an even bigger
idiot than I thought you were.”
“Only an idiot would look a gift
horse in the mouth, Sasuke,” Naruto mouthed back.
“I guess we’re just a pair of
idiots then.” Sasuke’s voice had
dropped even lower, but now there wasn’t as much uneasiness in his tone. “I have to be one, to have ended up with
you.”
“Flattery will get you nowhere,
Jackass.” Naruto ghosted his hands
over the brunet’s wet thigh muscles.
“If you had any sense you wouldn’t say anything else stupid, Sasuke,”
Naruto whispered firmly. “I’ve had
enough crap for one night.”
“You’re telling me not to
say anything stupid when…” Sasuke let
out a shallow breath of rapture as Naruto’s mouth made contact with that
special spot on his neck. The brunet
blew out another tepid breath that ran across the blond’s ear as Naruto sucked
roughly on the skin.
When he pulled away, Sasuke’s
eyes were closed and he was shaking a little.
Naruto wasn’t sure if it was coldness of being wet that finally caught
up to him, or if the blond had gotten that kind of reaction from him. He carefully slid his hand down Sasuke's
soaked shirt, getting to his abdomen and pulling at the fabric. Sasuke helped
him, letting Naruto lift the fabric up and over his head. As Sasuke pulled it
off his left arm he pressed against the younger jounin eagerly, his bangs
brushing against Naruto’s cheek.
Sasuke bracketed Naruto’s face
with his hands and then landed a hard kiss.
Naruto could feel a strange little fluttery feeling as the other’s
tongue slid in his mouth. Sasuke had
never cupped his face like this before.
What brought this on…why is he being like this…it couldn’t be because
I told him I…
The brunet pressed into Naruto more urgently, breaking Naruto’s scattered
thoughts. Naruto pulled at the damp sweatpants again, pushing them down
slightly parted legs. The blond pushed back into his lover, wrapping his
arms around a fit waist, loving the heady sensation of Sasuke’s clothed moist
dick brushing against his own erection. Sasuke’s hands were rolling over
pebble-hard nipples, molesting taunt skin. In response, the blond let his
mouth roam down the sharp curves of the other jounin’s neck, paying worship to
any spot that got a noise of reverence out of Sasuke.
The older jounin
smelled like rainy nights, that dangerous kind of scent that shut Naruto’s eyes
tightly so he could savor every bit of it. It wasn’t usual for them to
take things slow like they were now, one of them usually couldn’t wait and
pounced on the other before any real foreplay could occur, but when they did
let things build slowly like this it was the little things that really got to
the blond. The way the pads of Sasuke’s fingers could find all his
pressure points without trying, the sound of clothing being pulled off and
tossed aside. How that tongue of the brunet’s could send a thousand nerve
endings screaming everywhere it landed.
“Mmm, Sasuke.” Sasuke’s tongue lapped at one erect nipple like a cat
to cream as he lowered his head. But before Naruto could really lose
himself to the feeling the teasing brunet added teeth, pulling the defenseless
nub out of shape, leaving a thin trail of moisture in his wake as if it were
his mission to leave Naruto dead from pleasure. One insistent hand was
sliding silken shorts out of the way; the other was drawing slow circles into a
rapidly rising and falling chest. His tongue dipped into Naruto’s belly
button, leaving rough kisses against the blond’s washboard torso. “Take
them off…stop fooling around.”
The brunet gave
him a cocky look before he obeyed the mandate and Naruto’s erection sprang out,
jutting from his body at a 45-degree angle. Sasuke fisted the wet shaft
tightly; his hand slick with sweat and pre-release. An instant later he
attacked his erection with long, slow licks and gentle sucking. The
initial yelp of surprise from the blond twisted into a long languid moan and
his eyes slid shut once more. He ran his hands through dark bangs as
Sasuke swallowed around the thickness in his mouth, groaning when the blond
pressed it against the opening to his throat.
Naruto’s pelvis wretched forward roughly at the feeling of hands gently
massaging the lower region of his genitals. Sasuke slipped the dick back
out slowly, licking the slit, rewarded by Naruto with a ragged intake of
air. And then Sasuke dove back down again to the root, before he started
the more traditional bobbing motion once more, swirling his tongue as he
pressed on and off the rigid flesh. “Mmmmmmm…. oh fuck, Sasuke…fuck, fuck,
fuck…how the hell do you do that with your tongue.”
The brunet smirked. Naruto looked down to meet insolent eyes gleaming
with lust. “How do you manage to look so smug with a cock down your
throat,” Naruto breathed, before he bit his bottom lip to keep from
growling. Sasuke increased the speed and the edge began coming in a
rush. “Fuck, Sasuke! Shit…you give head like you’re auditioning for a
yaoi Icha Icha movie.”
The blond shut his eyes, ready for the climax that was close enough to
taste. That’s when Sasuke stopped. Naruto’s brain had already clouded
over so it took a second to realize the pleasure had ceased. “Lay back and
open your legs,” was the simple demand delivered in a no nonsense sort of
way. Naruto peeked his eyes open, trying to move his body the way Sasuke
asked him to but finding himself in the mist of some sort of outer body
experience.
Apparently the younger teen didn’t respond fast enough because the brunet
pushed him back onto the bed a few moments later.
Naruto’s legs hung over the edge because he was lying horizontally and the
bed was only a twin size. Sasuke used that to his advantage,
standing up in between his kegs, and after he grabbed the lubricant off the top
of the nightstand he tossed the small container to the blond and gave him a
dark look.
“I’m too close, Sasuke…I…”
“Then prepare yourself. For me.” Naruto gave Sasuke a confused
look. Wasn’t one of the only advantages to being uke that you didn’t have
to do any of the work? Sasuke was slacking off again. But before the
blond could vocalize his opinion on the matter Sasuke dropped to his knees at
the edge of the bed and took Naruto back into his mouth.
“Mmmmmm….Sasuke…” Naruto tried to focus on what was happening, he
fumbled with the flip top before he got it opened but his body jerked in
ecstasy when he tried wetting his fingers with the lube. Some spilled over
his stomach. He worked it into his tight abs before wiping enough of it
off to coat his fingers firmly. It was a little weird at first, shifting
his legs even as Sasuke continued sucking his throbbing appendage. And
when the brunet ran a hand along the underside of Naruto’s thigh in an effort
to help the blond’s eyes nearly rolled back,
“Do you need help?” Sasuke teased, mouthing the words against Naruto’s
balls and sending the vibrations throughout his lower body. The older teen
entwined their fingers, allowing some of the wetness to transfer onto his
digits before he pressed against the blond’s willing opening. He was in to
the second knuckle before Naruto could process it. “One finger’s not going
to be enough,” Sasuke mouthed, darkly. “I told you to do
this.”
Catching on to the other jounin’s meaning Naruto spread his tanned thighs
wider before he slid his own finger up along side Sasuke’s. Naruto huffed
violently in arousal as he grazed his pleasure spot, his body promising better
things to follow. The blond’s body bucked up just as Sasuke pressed his
knee into the mattress and leaned over him, their chests touching for a brief
moment. The older teen rested on his elbow, next to Naruto’s head and
melted their lips together, starting an erotic slow dance that ground his
tongue into the other’s mouth.
Naruto hissed into the kiss when Sasuke’s second finger joined the
other two, stretching the puckered opening. The brunet broke away then and
murmured against bruised lips. “You’re usually not this submissive,
where’d all that bravado go?”
The blond grabbed a fist full of blue-black
hair as an answer. “Don’t get used to this, Sasuke.” The brunet
smirked and rejoined their lips. He carefully slid his fingers out and
Naruto followed suit. Without saying anything else Sasuke pushed into him
with unrestricted ease. That full feeling that made this all worthwhile
invaded the blond’s senses as the older jounin began pumping his
hips. There wasn’t any wait to adjust because neither of them were patient
enough for that anymore, especially now that they did this on a regular
basis.
The feeling always intensified, like it was
doing now, growing and bending and twisting until Naruto was sure some part of
him wouldn’t be able to take any more and he’d black out. Sasuke thrust up
and Naruto’s hips pressed up in response. There was always that initial
moment of awkwardness as his body relaxed more and the rhythm was
matched. But by the time Sasuke began a chorus of quick grunts they were
moving as one.
Sasuke
established the speed and his pace was unhurried, patient, each deliberately
slow thrust matching their slow, heaving, breathing pattern. Sasuke suspended
himself on one elbow, using the other hand to care for Naruto's
erection. Naruto began to roll his hips in concentric movements. Sasuke moaned.
Naruto smiled then, his eyes closing, repeating the movement. Sasuke could only
moan louder. And then he was moving in and out harder, faster, hand
rubbing at his partner's package at rapid-fire speed.
Each ministration elicited another ragged
moan. Desperate for some way to release the pressure growing inside of his
body Naruto’s hands grabbed hold of Sasuke’s hair again and he forced his head
into a position that would allow him to attack his neck without
difficulty. Sasuke let out a deep grunt when Naruto bit into the skin and
slid as far as he could inside of him in response, then moved his hips in a
slow circular motion that forced a dry gasp passed Naruto’s lips.
The white spots filtering into the blond’s
vision was the last indication he couldn’t hold on anymore so he closed his
eyes and leaned up to kiss Sasuke again as his world went completely numb, a
perfect nirvana as he came against his and Sasuke’s abdomens.
Somewhere, in some far off realm of reality
he could hear Sasuke’s descent and feel essence fill him, but he wasn’t aware
that it was really over until he woke up fifteen minutes later, sprawled out on
top of a slumbering Sasuke. Cleaned off and left with the feeling of dried
sweat against his skin. Sasuke’s hair was still slightly damp against the
pillow, but otherwise there were no traces of the drowned rat of a lover that
had come home after two hours of roaming around the village in the middle of
the night.
As Naruto closed his eyes again to sleep he
noted that Sasuke had been the one on top, and the fact that he was now laying
on his stomach against Sasuke’s chest, the way he preferred to sleep, meant the
brunet had to be responsible for it.
Naruto grinned. And you say I’m too
heavy to sleep on you. Sasuke.
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Now
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“Naruto.” Naruto looked up as a firm hand stopped his
arm from throwing any more things into the bag Iruka had dropped off for him.
“Kakashi.” Naruto frowned. “When did you get here?”
“A few seconds
ago. Didn’t you hear me?” Naruto shook his head. “I suppose that means Sasuke’s awake again.”
“Sasuke who?”
Naruto pulled away. “I don’t know
anyone by that name.”
“Another
fight, I see? Are Iruka’s plants in
several pieces or did you find something else to fling out the window?”
“I haven’t the
foggiest idea what you’re speaking of, Kakashi,” Naruto answered, stuffing more
of his things into his bag.
“So you’re not
speaking to Sasuke at all now.”
“I told you, I
don’t know anyone by that name.”
“Oh?” Kakashi lifted an eyebrow. “He isn’t the guy you’ve been screwing for
the last three years?”
“I might have
fucked someone with that name before. I
don’t recall.” Naruto zipped the bag up
tightly. “Well, I should be going, let
Iruka know if he needs me I’ll be back in my apartment.”
“You know the
last thing I want to do is get in the middle of this, Naruto. I’m the worst person to offer relationship
advice.”
“Relationship
advice?” Naruto gave Kakashi a confused
look. “I’m not in a relationship with
anyone.”
“The fight was
that bad, huh?”
“A
relationship is when two people care about each other and help each other and
do things together and understand each other.
They appreciate each other and worry about each other’s well-being. That’s a relationship. And that Sasuke person and I don’t have
that. I care about him and worry about
him and want to see him happy and think about him and…” Naruto trailed off. “I need him. And I want him. And
he…Sasuke…”
Kakashi placed
a hand on the blond’s shoulder. “You
have to take anything Sasuke’s said to you with a grain of salt, Naruto. He strikes out at you because he knows
you’ll forgive him anything.”
“Why should
I!” Naruto pulled away. “Why should I have to keep a grin on my face
all the time? Why should I have to be
the optimistic one? Why do I have to be
fucking sunshine? How is it fair that I
let him do this to me? Why can’t I be
the one to…” Naruto wiped an angry tear
from his cheek. “He thinks I’m
pathetic. And I agree with him.”
“Sasuke
started convulsing when they were x-raying him.” Kakashi wasn’t looking at Naruto anymore. “He was having a mild seizure and the pain
got so bad that he lost consciousness for a few minutes. They were just about to move him back to his
room when he woke up screaming. Shizune
injected him with medication and the other staff got him to calm down enough
that they could bring him back to the room.”
“I…I can’t
imagine what he’s going through…but I only want to help him…does that give him
an excuse to…”
“He kept
asking for you, Naruto…where you were…if you were okay…if you had something to
eat.”
Blue eyes
widened. “He really was asking for me?”
Kakashi nodded. “Shizune was
going to send two nurses to go looking for you, when I offered to find
you. He really should have been asleep
by the time you got to the room.”
“He… he was
pretty out of it. But he was still
awake.”
“He must have
wanted to see you a lot then.”
Naruto let out
a deep breath before he slumped down onto the bed. “I can’t have a civil conversation about it with him. I try to stay calm and he pushes my
buttons. And then I yell and nothing
gets accomplished.”
“So you’ve given up on Sasuke
then?” Naruto turned to look at him.
“Did Sasuke tell you he…”
“It’s between Sasuke and
you. Like I said, I have no intention
of getting in the middle of it.” Naruto
frowned. “Sasuke’s always been like
this, Naruto. You can’t say you were
really surprised.”
“He won’t listen to reason. Things were going good earlier. I was tending to the plants and he was
almost in a good mood, teasing me and stuff…like usual. I was really taken aback by it,
actually. I should have known it
wouldn’t last. Sasuke can’t be nice for
long periods of time.”
“But then that’s part of
Sasuke’s charm.”
“Hn.” Naruto gave a look at the bag he had been trying to repack. He pushed it off his bed. It’s not like I can really leave…despite
this setback. The blond bit his lip.
“Can I ask you a personal question, Kakashi?”
“You can ask, but I reserve the
right not to answer it.”
“How do you know you love
Iruka-sensei?” Naruto turned to look at
him tensely. Will he answer me?
“Hmm.” The older jounin rolled his eye up to stare at the ceiling. “He knows all the bad parts about me and he
hasn’t left yet.”
“What?” Naruto made a face. “What kind of answer is that?” Kakashi shrugged. “That’s ridiculous.”
“I don’t think so. My bad parts can be pretty bad. Besides, why do you ask anyway? Did Iruka put you up to this?”
“No. And that is a stupid reason.”
“Love is a stupid emotion,
Naruto.”
“Well, yeah, I agree.” The blond sighed.
“Once you master the mechanics
of love, you’ll understand better.”
Kakashi gave him a look. “It’s
actually not as complicated as people make it out to be, Naruto. Love is like chakra.” Kakashi formed a few seals slowly.
“Love is like chakra? If this is just your way of giving me a
lecture about how I don’t use my chakra right…”
“Quiet,” Kakashi
admonished. Naruto shut his mouth. “As I was saying, love is like chakra. The capacity for love is there within you since
birth, as with chakra.” Kakashi formed
a few more seals slowly. “When you form
seals and mold chakra you’re making a commitment with your body and soul and
putting all your faith into it. Love is
the same way. You don’t hesitate when
you mold chakra because you know it’ll be there when you need it. And when it comes down to it you don’t
hesitate with love either. By the time
you think you love someone it’s already too late.” A blue chakra aura enveloped the cyclopean jounin. “Love is a powerful thing. Chakra is as well; when it’s strong enough
you can even see it.”
“But you can’t always see
chakra, Kakashi,” Naruto countered.
Kakashi nodded and broke his
hands apart. The aura disappeared. “That’s true. You can’t always see love either.” Kakashi placed two fingers on Naruto’s forehead with minimal
pressure. Naruto yelped at the impact
and jumped back. “But just because you
can’t see it doesn’t mean it’s not there, Naruto.”
Naruto looked at Kakashi for a
long moment. “I guess I don’t have to
ask Iruka why he loves you, Kaka-sensei.” Kakashi gave him a slightly surprised look before he let his eye
grin.
“You should get back to Sasuke’s
room.”
“Yeah.” Naruto nodded.
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Naruto was determined. He made his way at a steady pace towards
Sasuke’s room. We’re going to have a
nice long conversation and I’m going to convince him this time. I’m not going to let his lashing out
intimidate me. He can say whatever he
wants, I don’t care anymore. Just you
wait, Sasuke. You think you’ve won, but
the war’s not over yet!
“Alright, Sasuke, enough fooling
around…me and you are gonna talk this all over right now…” Naruto swung the door open and stopped.
Sasuke was sitting up in bed, a
young female nurse to his left. The
nurse wasn’t what derailed the blond, however.
Medic-nin and nurses were always in and out of Sasuke’s hospital
room. It was the bedpan she was handing
to Sasuke that stopped Naruto cold.
The raven-haired teen in
question was looking in his lap and his bangs were obscuring most of his face
but his body language was quite clear.
Naruto could not have busted into the room like this at a worse
time. How do I always mange to fuck
things up like this? Why didn’t I knock
first? Damn it.
“Naruto, I’m glad you’re eager
to see Sasuke,” the nurse started in a professional voice. “I’m sure he could use the company. Why don’t you give us a few minutes and you
can come back in to sit with him for a while.”
“I…” Naruto looked at the nurse seriously, forcing himself not to
stammer or hesitate. “If you don’t have
anything else to do for Sasuke right now I can handle things from here. I’m sure you have other patients to check
on.” The nurse looked surprised for a
moment. “It’s okay. Really.”
Please…let me stay…
The nurse gave a small nod. “Okay, then.” She walked over to Naruto and handed him the bedpan. Then she looked back at Sasuke. “Call me if there’s anything else you need,
Sasuke-kun.” She gave the blond one
last look before she left the room.
Naruto moved out of the doorway so she could close the door behind her.
Naruto approached the bed
slowly. I had no idea you
were…NO…don’t think about that now…the last thing he wants from you is your
pity…
“I’m sorry, Sasuke.” Naruto placed the bedpan onto the brunet’s
lap. “I’m sorry I wasn’t here
before. I’m sorry I left and you had to
get someone else to do what was my job.”
The brunet moved slightly, but
he was still staring in his lap. He
fingered the outside of the cool metal slowly.
Sasuke…I…I shouldn’t have left you…I won’t leave this room like that
again…no matter what…I promise…I’m sorry…I’m really really….really sorry,
Sasuke…please forgive…
“The staff doesn’t usually
watch. Naruto.” The brunet’s tone was full of that cold
indifference but there was something behind it; Naruto wasn’t sure he wanted to
know just what. The blond turned around
abruptly,
blushing.
“Oh, I…sorry.” Naruto listened as the sheets rustled behind
him. He must hate every moment of this…I…maybe
I should have just left and let the nurse…
“Sasuke…I…do they not want you to get up out of bed because of your
condition or…”
“I have a broken leg. And cracked ribs. It’s easier for them…this way.”
Naruto turned back around. “But are you not allowed out of bed?”
Sasuke narrowed his eyes. “I’m too weak to get up alone.” This time Sasuke’s voice was lower, and
there was a more distinct sense of anger and dejection in it.
“Well, if that’s all, you should
have just said so, Sasuke.” Naruto took
the bedpan and placed it on the chair behind him. He moved the crutches over to the wall. Then he flew through hand seals.
“Kage bunshin no jutsu.”
Sasuke’s gaze shifted ever so slightly.
Naruto looked at his clone to his right. “I want you to hold the IV stand and wheel it.” He looked at the other one. “You help me hold Sasuke up…I can’t do it by
myself with this fucked up foot.”
The clones got into
position. “Nar…Naruto…” Sasuke’s voice
was startled.
“Come on, Sasuke…I don’t want
someone to come yelling at me or something.
I have a feeling I’m probably not supposed to be moving you like
this.” Naruto helped Sasuke slide to
the edge of the bed. The other clone
helped him stand. “Okay, he’s up…let’s
go.”
It was awkward to say the least,
even though the bathroom was only in the corner behind them, by the
window. Naruto had to remember not to
put any pressure on his right foot and he had to be careful to keep Sasuke’s
leg elevated. Well, the second clone
handled that. They stumbled twice, and
Naruto was sure this was probably one of the stupidest ideas he had ever come
up with.
When they got into the bathroom
the second clone turned the empty garbage basket upside down so Sasuke could
rest his leg on it. The brunet didn’t
say anything about it being an uncomfortable angle so satisfied Naruto motioned
for the clones to leave the bathroom.
He knew they were really just extensions of him, but that didn’t mean
Sasuke didn’t deserve some sort of privacy.
Naruto of course stayed because
he was holding Sasuke up, his arm wrapped around him, tight enough so he
wouldn’t fall but not so much that he’d agitate the bandages around his
midsection. There was a tense moment
once Naruto was sure Sasuke could handle things from that point on. This was the dumbest… the most idiotic
thing I’ve ever…
The sound of Sasuke relieving
himself stopped Naruto’s thoughts. The
blond turned his head so he wasn’t watching and pressed his mouth against the
crook of the brunet’s neck. Why haven’t
I kissed you, Sasuke? Why haven’t I
held your hand… and rubbed your cheek…I was angrier with you than I thought I
was.
The brunet trembled as Naruto
gave him a light suck to his neck. This
wasn’t the best time to give him a kiss, obviously, but somehow Naruto couldn’t
stop himself. He nuzzled his neck
affectionately. I love you,
Sasuke. I do…really.
The older teen flushed the
toilet. Naruto waited until Sasuke had
readjusted his hospital gown and boxer shorts before he lifted his head up. “Ready to play three-legged race back to
your bed?”
“I want to wash my face.” Sasuke still wasn’t looking at him.
“Yeah, okay.” The bathroom was hardly big so Naruto was
confident he could do this without the clones.
“Can you keep your leg up so I can move the garbage can?” Sasuke nodded. He pressed his good arm into the wall behind the toilet. Naruto wished he had at least one crutch to
help him but managed to hop on one foot and get the trash can in position. Then he helped Sasuke over to the sink.
When Sasuke was finished they
began the complicated dance of getting Sasuke back into bed. It was slightly easier the second time
around, but it still took a bit of careful and slow movements. I need to get a wheelchair…that’d be
easier.
Sasuke slid back against the
pillows and once the clone had the IV stand back where it belonged both the
clones popped. The brunet was sitting
up a bit more than he usually did whenever Naruto sat in the room with him, so
Naruto had to wonder if that was a good thing or not. Before he could ask if there was anything else the brunet wanted
Sasuke asked if Naruto could pour him some water.
“Sure.” Of course the water was on the other side of
the bed. Naruto used the crutches and
made his way to the opposite side and took the pitcher of water that was
sitting there into his hands. The nurse
had to have brought it in the room.
Naruto didn’t remember seeing it before.
It’s still cold. Maybe she came
in here with the water and Sasuke told her he had to use the bathroom. That makes sense.
Naruto handed it to his
lover. The brunet took long sips. It didn’t take long for him to finish. Once he did he handed Naruto the cup back. “More?”
Sasuke shook his head no.
“Anything else you need? Want me to fluff your pillows or something
too?” Sasuke shook his head again. “Okay, then. But don’t think you’re going to let me hobble all the way back
over to my seat and you can tell me you need something else once I’m sitting
down again.” Sasuke quirked his
eyebrow. “Don’t look surprised. That’s something you’d do, Teme.”
Sasuke shrugged, but the
slightest look of amusement flashed over his features for a split moment. Naruto grinned before he went back to the
other side of the bed. He placed the crutches
against the wall again and was just sitting when Sasuke spoke. “Naruto…”
“Oh no you don’t, Sasuke…call a
nurse…I knew you were going to pull a stunt like this…uh uh… no way…whatever it
is someone else can help you.”
“But Naruto…”
“I said no.” Naruto sat down defiantly. “Ouch!”
“You left the bedpan on the
chair, Naruto.” Naruto frowned. He reached underneath himself and grabbed
the bedpan and placed it on the floor beside him.
“Jackass.” Sasuke didn’t respond but Naruto was sure he
saw a little more amusement on his face.
“It could have been worse. I could have used it first.”
“That’s gross, Sasuke! You always say the…” Naruto trailed off. Sasuke.
Sasuke was smirking at him.
It wasn’t a smile…but that was always a good sign. They were okay again. There wouldn’t be any apologizes for what
happened before…but there was a silent understanding that there weren’t any
hard feelings either. That’s just the
way it was with them.
Naruto took Sasuke’s hand in his
and held it. No matter what,
Sasuke…I won’t go anywhere. Even if I
can’t get you to change your mind.
That’s a promise.
Sasuke closed his eyes shut
tightly for a moment. Naruto watched
him as the other’s face contorted into ugly lines of pain. The blond squeezed his hand tighter.
Sasuke squeezed back.
Naruto took his free hand and
ran it through soft bangs. I’m not
going to stop trying to convince you, Sasuke. That’s a promise too. The sun-kissed hand slid down the
other’s jaw line before he let the tanned fingers start all over again, up by
the temple, brushing hair away.
After a few tense moments
Sasuke’s grip lessened a bit. The older
jounin’s eyes were still closed but his breathing wasn’t so broken
anymore. “She used to sing to me…when I
was hurt.”
Naruto focused his eyes
intensely, stilling the fingers rubbing Sasuke’s scalp. “Who sang to you, Sasuke?”
“My mother.” Naruto swallowed. Sasuke didn’t speak about his parents. At all. They never came up. And if the subject of parents did Sasuke
changed it. That was the way it had
always been with them. “She’d sing me
to sleep after I injured myself, promising that the pain would go away.”
“What sorts of things did she
sing?” Naruto asked softly. Now that
Sasuke had brought her up Naruto wasn’t going to blow it.
“Lullabies, or little nonsense
songs about ninja monkeys jumping in the trees. She’d make things up on the spot. Anything to make me laugh.”
Sasuke squeezed Naruto’s hand tighter absently. A shiver passed through him. Naruto guessed some of the pain had
intensified again. “Sometimes, when I’m
alone, and hurt…I shut my eyes tight…I try to remember the words. I’d be happy just remembering the way her
voice sounded.” Sasuke stopped
squeezing again. “I hate…that I can’t.”
Sasuke.
“Ninja monkeys huh?” Naruto smiled and then continued stroking
Sasuke’s hair gently. “She must have
been something wonderful, Sasuke. Your
mother, I mean.”
“I’m sure she wasn’t any better
than your mother was.” Sasuke opened
his eyes. Naruto could feel his breath
hitch; it made a startled little nose.
His hand stopped moving a second time.
“I bet she was a blonde.” Sasuke
met his eyes. “She probably had blue
eyes too.” Sasuke looked back up at the
ceiling. “Both are recessive traits,
after all,” he mentioned as an afterthought.
“Sasuke…”
“Do you ever think about her,
Naruto?” The blond nodded slowly. Only all the time. No one’s ever mentioned my parents…they just
act like I appeared out of nowhere or something…or maybe I’m just the kyuubi
or… “The loneliness…it’s the worst feeling alive…isn’t it?” Naruto nodded again. “I don’t ever want to
feel that again, Naruto.” Sasuke looked
at him once more, eyes roaming over him.
“I don’t want to either,
Sasuke.” Naruto started stroking the
brunet’s scalp again.
Sasuke looked back at the
ceiling. “I feel nauseated. I’m going to take a nap.”
Naruto gave the brunet another
squeeze. Then he leaned over and kissed
his cheek softly. “I’ll be here when
you wake up, Sasuke.”
“I know.”
Then Sasuke managed a weak,
faint smile.
And Naruto knew dragging Sasuke
into the bathroom was the best thing he’d ever done in his whole life.
AN:
The "bedpan" scene was partly inspired by something that happened to
me when I was a kid. My mom was in the hospital and my sister and I were
alone with her in the room, while my dad went to talk to a nurse. I felt
so helpless that I was too small to help my weak mother up to go to the
bathroom and I'll never forget how bad I felt having to give her the bedpan
instead. It would have been nice to use some shadow clones I think.
Anyway, this chapter marks a shift in both Naruto and Sasuke's thoughts on the
situation at hand, as you''ll see in the chapters to come.
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