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Torrid	By : KageKitsuneXXX Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Naruto/Sasuke Views: 4665 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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"You couldn't last one damn day?"
Naruto was not in the mood for Kiba right now. His friend had taken one look at him when he came into the apartment and surmised the situation perfectly. Naruto remained silent as he headed into his kitchen, Kiba close at his heels.
"Seriously? You couldn't hold out for another week or two? I figured you might give in, yeah, have a relapse or two or four; but the same damn day he came back?"
Naruto sighed and sat heavily at his dining table. It wasn't like this wasn't tearing him up inside already. He felt drained and miserable; and completely unprepared for the onslaught that was Kiba. He shot his friend a tired, sullen look as he took the opposite seat.
"It's complicated…"
"No see, it's not. I don't get you and Sakura; and the hold he has over you two. Well, I kind of get Sakura. Chicks seem to dig the whole ice-cold bastard thing; but she should have gotten over that by now. But seriously, the man is an asshole!"
Kiba shook his head firmly as Naruto moved to protest. "You can't deny that! I have known him just as long as you have, and I can safely say, without fear of valid contradiction, that the man is an asshole. He was an asshole when he was five; he became a gigantic asshole when he was a teenager. Now, he's a gigantic asshole, who's also kind of a dick. And I don't care if those are your two favourite body parts; it's a bad thing!"
"You don't understand. It's different with me, he's different-"
"And he picks daisies, rescues puppies and skips with you through a meadow. He's an asshole! And he's definitely not worth it. You're starting to sound like one of those women with Battered Wives' Syndrome. This is not going to end anyway but badly for all of you. When are you going to wake up and realize that?"
Naruto opened his mouth, closed it and then opened it again; unable to summon one thing to say to defend Sasuke or what he was doing. Kiba watched as his friend stared back at him wordlessly, sad and defeated. Naruto crumpled then, resting his head on the simple wooden table.
Kiba immediately felt terrible, knowing he came across harshly. But he was only thinking of Naruto and his happiness. Someone had to, because Naruto certainly wasn't doing it. Kiba slid to the chair adjacent to the blond head, and started scratching behind his ears, forgetting that the gesture probably wasn't as effective on humans as it was on dogs.
"Naruto, I'm just trying to help. Sasuke's not going to do the right thing. We've seen it before. He's with Sakura and he'll stay with her no matter what his own inclinations may be. If you aren't careful, you're going to be sweet Uncle Naruto, who hangs around their house all the time, and is always alone. Every time you try to form a healthy relationship with someone and move on, he just comes in and destroys it. He's not going to be the one to step back and let you go. It has to be you. You need to end this thing with Sasuke."
Sasuke sneezed loudly, startling his secretary as she laid reports before him. "Someone's talking about you, Uchiha-sama."
He didn't doubt it, and they were probably plotting his downfall. Sasuke shuffled the papers before him miserably; his head feeling like it was being cleaved into pieces. His throat itched and he was feeling stifled by his clothing, his surroundings and his ridiculous, matronly secretary who was currently eyeing him with evident concern.
"You seem to be having the flu, Uchiha-sama."
"I'm fine." Sasuke bit out tersely. He probably was sick, he figured. With the distractions and efforts of takeovers, being trapped in an insufferable marriage and trying to hold on to a skittish, guilt-ridden lover- Sasuke's immune system was taking a beating, and clearly collapsing under the pressure.
"You should go home, take the day and get some TLC from the one who loves you most."
She smiled as she inclined her head towards the sole picture on Sasuke's desk- a photo of himself, Naruto and Sakura from their days back in the academy. She was undoubtedly speaking about Sakura; and Sasuke scoffed to himself. He looked at the woman as she nodded her encouragement to him; then looked back to the picture. Suddenly, it didn't seem like such a bad idea. He did feel pretty lousy after all.
Naruto had just put on the kettle for his ramen when he heard his front door open. A minute later, Sasuke was flopping himself down onto a stool at the kitchen counter, and rested his head next to the unopened noodle packets.
"You don't usually leave work for lunch. What's wrong with you?"
"Nothing…"
The 'nothing' was said in a way that clearly indicated that it was definitely something, and it was Naruto's duty to determine what that 'nothing' was. Naruto raised an eyebrow, always amused at the theatrics Sasuke could employ. He went over to the man and stood next to him, smoothing away the dark bangs that fell into his face.
"Are you feeling okay?"
"No…" Sasuke snuffled a bit, making Naruto smile. "I work with idiots who can't compile a comprehensible presentation, my laptop's been all glitches and warnings lately, and my head won't stop hurting."
Naruto bent forward and rested his forehead against Sasuke's. He pulled back and continued stroking the feverish man. "You're having a bad day; and the flu."
Naruto left him as the kettle started whistling. Rummaging through his cupboard, Naruto took out a glass jar filled with hand rolled tea packets. He steeped one of the packets for a few minutes, and then slid the steaming cup towards Sasuke. The pungent odour was enough to get Sasuke's head off the counter.
"Ugh, what is that?"
"One of baa-chan's home remedies for the cold and flu. Everyone who has ever used it swears by it. I wouldn't know for sure though, since I've never really gotten sick. I don't think I have anyway."
"Yeah, you're a perfect, genetic freak of nature." Sasuke muttered before sniffing the cup with deep suspicion. "What's in it?"
"The bitter tears of widows and war orphans- how the hell should I know? Just drink it."
Cowed, Sasuke took one more sniff before gingerly sipping the tea. It wasn't the greatest thing that he'd ever tasted, but nowhere as bad as the scent had indicated. He finished the tea as Naruto stood over him and grimaced to show his displeasure. Naruto rolled his eyes are he put his hand on Sasuke's damp forehead- the hot tea, and the fever causing him to start perspiring.
"You're such a brat- a brat who needs a naptime."
"What?" Clearly Sasuke hadn't been anticipating that turn of events.
"I'd love to know just why you came here. You're sick and pouty and in a minute that tea's going to wipe out the rest of your energy. Come on…"
Taking Sasuke's hand, he pulled the sullen man behind him into his bedroom.
"I'm not tired."
"Yes you are." Naruto ignored the protests as he took Sasuke's jacket, belt and socks. He shoved his friend unceremoniously into the bed and left to get some cool, moist cloths.
"You know, this isn't how I imagined this visit. Well kind of, a little bit…Everything up to this point; but now you are going way off course." Sasuke voiced his concerns as Naruto pressed the damp cloths to his forehead and down his chest.
"Oh shut up already."
Naruto stood to leave and tidy up his kitchen, but was stopped when a warm hand grabbed his. "Stay with me."
"Sleep; I'll be right outside."
Sasuke just tugged on his hand and gave him his most piteous look; which was quite effective since Sasuke was in the process of falling asleep. Naruto exhaled noisily and climbed into bed, Sasuke immediately burrowing into him as he settled in.
"You're always such a baby when you're sick, you know that?"
"No I'm not," came the muffled voice, somewhere in the vicinity of his collar bone. Sasuke would have protested the libel more, but he fell asleep in the middle of it.
Naruto smiled, and watched Sasuke sleep as he stroked his hair. He guessed even gods had bad days too.
His entire left side was asleep. Sasuke came to the realization as he blinked into consciousness. Naruto was spooned against his back, sleeping the sleep of the innocent, his right arm holding Sasuke tightly to him. Sasuke reached up and lightly scratched Naruto's cheek; a trick which he had discovered in college. It resulted in Naruto turning on his other side, without waking up or releasing Sasuke- in effect flipping them both over. It still worked, allowing Sasuke to try and regain some feeling into his left hand.
He looked at the clock on Naruto's bedside table, and was surprised to see that it was almost eight in the evening. He had been out for almost seven hours and Naruto seemed to have stayed with him the whole time. Sasuke heard a definite growl from Naruto's stomach and surmised that the blond hadn't even gotten up to eat. He glanced back at the clock again, something about the time bothering him, although he couldn't quite recall why it should. He winced as the pins and needles sensation started moving up and down his arm. He figured he need to make a ramen run and get some food into the blond before the black hole his friend called stomach expanded with catastrophic consequences. He flexed his fist, surprised at the constricted feeling around one of his fingers. He blinked…it wasn't a numbed nerve, it was his wedding ring. He was wearing a wedding ring, and it was almost eight o'clock.
Crap.
As if on cue, he could hear the low hum of his vibrating cell phone which was still in his jacket pocket. He quickly extricated himself from Naruto and scrambled for the phone.
"Hello?"
"Oh thank God, Sasuke! Where are you, are you all right?"
"Yes, I'm fine."
Sakura heaved a sigh of relief. "Your father called this afternoon looking for you. He told me you had left work early because you were sick. I've been calling everyone and everywhere looking for you!"
"I wasn't feeling well enough to drive home. I stopped at Naruto's and I guessed I just passed out for a while."
"Oh my God, are you sure you're okay?"
"I just needed some rest and whatever was in that tea Naruto gave me. I should steal a packet for your labs."
"I don't understand. I must have called Naruto ten times looking for you!"
"It's fine now. I'm on my way."
Sasuke hung up without giving Sakura any further chance to respond. He looked behind him to see Naruto sitting up, still sleepy and disoriented.
"What time is it?" Naruto yawned, rubbing his eyes sleepily as he tried to focus on the contents of the dark room.
"Late." He answered as he walked over to his friend, resting a hand in the wild, spiky hair. This was always one of Sasuke's favourite moments; when Naruto was trying to shake himself awake- still drowsy and charmingly befuddled.
Naruto looked up, his attention drawn by the gentle pressure on his head. He reached up automatically, remembering Sasuke's earlier illness, and soothingly stroked the man's lower back. "Did the tea work? Are you feeling better any?"
Sasuke nodded, caressing Naruto's face as he finished unbuttoning his own shirt with his free hand. "I've never felt better. Do you want me to prove it?"
He tilted Naruto's head back, kissing him deeply as he pressed him back into the bed.
What the hell, he was late anyway.
Naruto groaned as the phone continued to ring off the hook. He covered his head with a pillow and turned his back, willing the caller to give up and go away. The phone stubbornly refused to quiet down and he finally relented and picked up.
"Well, it's about time you answered!"
"Baa-chaaaan, it's-" Naruto quickly checked his clock. "- seven in the morning here. I'm not awake yet. You're supposed to be gambling away your earnings in Las Vegas."
"Scoff all you want, but I'm on a hot streak! How are you, Gaki?"
"Tired and sleep-deprived; you're not calling just because you miss me. What's going on?"
"Well I certainly don't miss that attitude. Keep it up and I won't bother bringing you that chorus girl I found. I also resent the implication that I only call when I want something."
"So you don't want anything then?"
"I didn't say that. I need you to be my proxy and sign some documents for me."
"Okay, that doesn't sound even remotely legal."
"Oh will you be quiet! It's all ceremonial; the legal stuff was done ages ago before I started my vacation. It's just a good-faith document signing with my new partner."
Tsunade was no idiot. When Uchiha Fugaku was on his takeover rampage, she knew that her company, while not a primary target, was still on the shopping list. She was not about to roll over and lose the company that she had built from scratch; with nothing but her willpower and raw talent. She quickly moved to insulate herself from the Uchiha blitz by inking a deal with the Hyuuga Corps. It had cost her a large chunk of her company; but at the end of the day, she was still the majority shareholder and most importantly- she was the one still in charge; the Hyuuga Family had agreeing to remain silent partners. It surprised her that Haruno Tsuchi had not made a similar move to protect himself and his company; especially since she had taught her young protégé, his daughter, far more than just a few research methods.
"Won't they be pissed that you're not doing this yourself?"
"Hey, Hyuuga Hiashi won't be showing up for that either. They make deals like this every day; and I'm certainly not the biggest fish in the pond anymore. Still, there's a great deal of respect there; and he won't be sending just anybody as a proxy, so I can't either. You're my kid now, and you're as good as it gets."
Naruto sighed, knowing he hadn't a hope of winning his battle. Big business made him nervous, but that had nothing on his adopted mother. "Fine, what do I have to do?"
"I told you, it's not a big deal. You're just going to sign a few papers and smile and nod as Hiashi's proxy explains some things to you. Oh, I guess it wouldn't hurt to know a few things about him and deal. So here's what you need to know about Hyuuga Neji."
TBC
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