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A Rose By Any Other Name	By : vampireunicorn Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1316 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Chapter Four
After Karin left, Naruto and Sasuke made love under the tree, taking their time and exploring each other with lips, tongues and hands. When they finally lay sated in each other's arms, the moon was waning. Sasuke could tell that there was barely an hour left until daylight became a serious problem for him. He sighed and pressed himself closer to his lover, wishing that he could meld his flesh with Naruto's.
“I need to leave soon,” Sasuke said finally.
“I know,” Naruto replied. “I wish we could just stay here forever.”
Sasuke smiled wryly. “Yeah, I'm sure both our families would definitely miss us camped out on the outskirts of the town,” he said.
“Well, I hadn't totally worked the plan out. Maybe we could build a tree house?”
“Vampires can climb trees; I think they'd still get us.”
Naruto sighed and shifted until he was sitting upright, his back against the tree, pulling Sasuke up with him. “I guess we stick to the original plan, then? Meet here tomorrow night?”
“With Karin and your friends. I really hate this, you know. I have this need to be with you, and when we're apart it hurts. Like something is living inside me, and is clawing to get out. And when I'm with you, it stops. We won't get any time alone together tomorrow, and how long can we keep meeting like this until someone notices?”
“It's the same for me,” Naruto said softly, brushing his hands through Sasuke's hair.
“Why do you werewolves even want to find your mates?”
“Because of how it feels when we're together. Mates aren't supposed to be separated; I didn't know that being without you would hurt the way it does.”
“I hate it,” Sasuke said softly.
Naruto frowned down at him. “Do you wish we had never met?” He asked slowly, suddenly terrified of Sasuke's response. It was horrible to be apart from Sasuke, but it was only temporary, and when he was with him, Naruto finally felt complete. He wouldn't give up that feeling, no matter how bad the rest was.
Sasuke took a moment before answering, wanting to be as honest as possible. “I don't know,” he said finally. “This should never have happened to me; the way I need you doesn't feel right. Its so...so codependent, and maybe that's ok for werewolves, but it's not how vampires work. I don't want this bond; I don't want to need you, and miss you, and ache for you, but I do want you. Does that make sense?”
“Not in the slightest,” Naruto replied, “but I think I know what you mean.”
“I wish I could have met you, and got to know you and fallen in love with you without this bond between us forcing it to happen,” Sasuke said.
Naruto shrugged. “I've always known that I would never love anyone apart from my mate. I guess werewolves and vampires really are different.”
For a moment they were silent, holding each other tightly while remaining very aware of the gulf that separated them.
“We really know nothing about each other,” Sasuke said eventually.
“My favourite colour is orange.”
Sasuke raised an eyebrow. “Orange?”
“My favourite season is spring,” Naruto continued, “I love Marmite, but only on white bread. I've always wanted a cat, but my mum wouldn't let me because she's allergic to them; I adopted a stray in Canada called Twitch, but I had to leave her behind. My Birthday is 10^th October, and I love old movies.” He paused and looked at Sasuke expectantly.
“Umm. I don't have a favourite colour, I've never really thought about it. I guess I like winter because it's dark for longer. I don't eat food...I like cats. I am one, sometimes.”
“See, now we know stuff about each other,” Naruto said with a grin, pulling Sasuke into a deep, slow kiss. Sasuke melted against him with a small moan.
“You really don't eat food?” Naruto asked, breaking the kiss.
Sasuke blinked, wondering how they had gone from kissing to talking about his diet. “I'm a vampire. We feed off human energy, either from blood or sex. I can handle fluids, but not solids. Some made vampires are different, but I'm a born vampire.”
“Do milkshakes count as a solid or a liquid?”
“I don't know I've never tried one.”
Naruto looked horrified; “You've never tried milkshake? Why the hell not? It's like the best drink ever!”
“To me, blood is the best drink ever,” Sasuke said tightly. “Besides, I'm probably lactose intolerant, most of my family are.”
“Wait. You've never had dairy? What do you have in your coffee?”
Sasuke rolled his eyes. “I take my coffee black. Can we go back to the kissing? I liked the kissing, I don't like the incessant annoying questions.”
Naruto looked hurt, but Sasuke was pretty sure that the look was contrived; he was bonded to the man after all, and he didn't feel any pain, just a mess of curiosity, affection, and lust.
“I just thought that we could get to know each other better,” Naruto said.
“We have an eternity to do that, since we're stuck with each other. Right now, I have to leave in thirty minutes to avoid an extreme suntan. I'm going to have to be away from you for a whole day, and the very thought of it hurts, so I want some kisses to keep me going.”
“Wow. Something else I know about you; you're super romantic.”
But despite his sarcasm, Naruto understood Sasuke's underlying feelings; he could feel them himself. He pulled the vampire into a searing kiss, laying back down on his back, and pulling Sasuke on top of him. Sasuke kissed him back eagerly, tangling their legs together. Naruto's cock decided to take an interest in the vampire writhing on top of him, and soon they were rutting against each other. Groaning and panting, biting and scratching. They came within seconds of each other.
Naruto held Sasuke against his chest, and glanced up at the slowly lightening sky. He was exhausted, but satiated, and longed to remain there with Sasuke forever. But the sun was slowly, inexorably rising, and he didn't want Sasuke to be harmed.
“I hate to say this, but I think you need to go,” Naruto said softly into Sasuke's hair.
Sasuke slowly sat up, and pulled away from Naruto. For the first time since Sasuke had pounced on Naruto earlier that evening, they were not touching.
“I hate this,” Sasuke hissed.
“Me too,” Naruto replied, longing to pull his mate back into his arms. He resisted the urge, knowing that it would only make their parting harder. “I just want to take you home with me.”
Sasuke's lips quirked in a bitter smile. “Since that would be as good for my health as me staying out here and sunbathing, I'm going to go. I'll see you tomorrow.”
He closed his eyes, and Naruto watched as his form changed, so quickly that it was hard to follow. Sasuke regarded him for a moment in panther form, before turning and running off.
Naruto stood, watching where Sasuke had been long after he left. It was light by the time he shook himself out of his stupor and dressed before he began to slowly walk home. He would have changed into his wolf form, but he hadn't brought a bag for his clothes, and he hated carrying them in his mouth. He always felt like his jaw had been partly dislocated after doing that.
He covered a yawn with the back of his hand; he suddenly realised that since he had arrived home, he had barely slept. All he wanted to do now was sink into his bed and never get up. No; actually what he wanted to do was to curl himself tightly around Sasuke and never get up. But he needed to tell Sakura about Karin, and her offer to read the book. And he had to spend time with his dad, and find out when his mum was coming home, and speak to Tsunade. Although that could probably wait until Monday. Oh, and he should probably wash off the smell of vampire before someone noticed it. Although all his instincts insisted that he should have his mate's scent on him, logic won out in this instance. He avoided the few people who were up and walking around the town. Most of them were humans, and wouldn't be able to smell Sasuke all over him, but it didn't hurt to be too careful.
Despite his to do list, Naruto managed to make it to the bathroom before he passed out. He woke up to the sound of pounding on the bathroom door.
“Naruto!? How long are you going to be in there? Sakura and Kiba are downstairs, and I really need to pee.”
Naruto hurriedly switched on the shower and jumped in fully clothed. “Sorry Dad,” he called out, “I just need to shower.”
Werewolves didn't tend to use perfume, or any scented goods, because they were reliant on their sense of smell. Perfume covered their natural scent; besides, even the lightest of scents was often too strong for a werewolf's nose to find pleasant. After his first night with Sasuke, Naruto had invested in the strongest smelling body spray he could find. Even if he did have any lingering traces of Sasuke about him, it would be neutralised by the artificial scent surrounding him. It would be seen as a bit odd, but he was hoping that people would believe him when he told them that all Canadian werewolves were doing it.
After his shower, Naruto sprayed himself until he gagged, and then wrapped a towel round his waist and collected his soggy clothing before charging out of the bathroom, past his father, and into his bedroom.
Sakura and Kiba, who were sat on his bed, both raised an eyebrow and shot him identical questioning looks.
“Why do you smell like hay-fever’s bigger, mean uncle?” Sakura asked, her eyes watering and nose wrinkling.
“Why are your clothes wet?” Kiba added.
“Because smelling like this means I don't smell of Sasuke, and I showered in them,” Naruto replied, flopping back on the bed. They shifted to make room for him, and Naruto let out a small sigh. “I think I could sleep for a week.”
“Yeah, all the sex the first few weeks is pretty intense,” Kiba said. “I was pretty much erect the whole time.”
Sakura snorted.
“Thank you for that mental image,” Naruto said. “I was referring to the four hours sleep I have had in the last few days.”
Kiba nodded. “The first few weeks is pretty much fucking and sleeping,” he said.
Naruto raised his head and scowled at him. “Seriously? I know all this, mainly by all the fucking and sleeping I'm not doing because I can only be with my mate when the sun is down.”
“I don't like grumpy Naruto,” Sakura said, ruffling his hair. “I had to hang out with him yesterday; don't make me do it again today.”
Naruto forced a smile onto his face; they were trying to help, and it wasn't their fault that fate had given him a vampire for a mate.
“Ugh, creepy!” Kiba exclaimed, hitting him with a pillow.
Naruto grabbed the pillow from him, threw it at his head, missed, and flopped back down onto the bed.
“Crap,” he muttered, “I'm too tired to even stay pissed off at you.”
Sakura rescued the pillow, and returned it to it's place on the bed. “Well, I tried to read the book,” she said, sitting back down, “but the old Japanese to English dictionary I borrowed from my mum wasn't much help. I translated a few words, though.” She pulled a piece of paper out of her pocket and handed it to Naruto.
Naruto peered doubtfully at the few lines. “Two Suns. Something about a bird. Possibly first person pronoun. Blue...What the hell?”
Sakura shrugged. “I tried,” she said. “It's handwritten, and in another language and really, really old.”
“Thank goodness for Karin,” Naruto said, hoping that they would leave soon, and let him sleep.
“Who's Karin?” Sakura asked with a frown.
“Sasuke's friend. She can read Japanese, and wants to help with the book.”
“Oh. That's convenient.”
“I thought so. She used to be a werewolf.”
“What?!” Sakura and Kiba exclaimed in unison. Despite everything, Naruto had to grin at their stunned expressions. “Yep, you can turn werewolves into vampires,” he said.
“Are you going to get Sasuke to...you know?” Kiba asked after a moment.
“God, no!” Naruto said with a shudder of disgust. “I love Sasuke, but I don't want to be a vampire. Besides, my mum would kill me. Literally kill me.”
Naruto stared up at the ceiling; Sasuke was asleep, and he wished he was beside him. He felt Sakura shift on the bed, and her hand caught his, squeezing gently.
“This is good,” she said, “us all working together. We will end the feud once and for all, and you and Sasuke can be together.”
Naruto frowned. “Karin said that she thought someone was making the feud worse,” he said. “I don't know her; she may be some sort of conspiracy theory nut, but if she's right, whoever it is isn't going to like us trying to build bridges.”
“If she's right, we'll deal with it.” Sakura said firmly.
“If she's right, we're going to have to,” Kiba added. “We could be like detectives.” He grinned.
“Yeah, sure,” Naruto said. “You go do that. I'm going to sleep until it's time to see Sasuke. Bring the book to the tree at dusk, 'K?” He yawned.
“Are you going to see Tsunade on Monday morning?” Sakura asked as she stood.
Naruto shrugged. “Probably. I liked working for her, and I guess I need a job.” He really wished they would leave. Thinking was like trying to swim through syrup; he needed to sleep. He needed Sasuke. He buried his head in his pillow, and shifted around on the bed.
“You shouldn't sleep with wet hair,” Sakura said as she closed the door behind them. Naruto didn't acknowledge her, because he was already asleep.
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Sasuke woke from a deep slumber at midday to find his father standing at the foot of his bed, a grim expression on his face. That was never a good sign. He had showered until Karin could no longer smell Naruto on him when he had got home early that morning. If she couldn't smell werewolf on him, no one else would be able to, as Karin's sense of smell was far more acute than the average vampires. And now I know why. Sasuke thought grimly; he wished that his friend had trusted him enough to tell him before.
“Hello, father,” Sasuke said, keeping his expression neutral. He couldn't risk his father finding out about Naruto; just because he didn't smell of wolf didn't mean that he wouldn't give it away some other way.
“Sasuke. Where were you all night?”
“I went for a run with Karin.” Sasuke replied.
“All night?” Fugaku frowned. “Listen to me. You need to be very careful; I have had reports of werewolves on our land.”
Sasuke widened his eyes as if in surprise. “What sort of reports?” He asked.
“Nothing substantiated, yet. But you need to be careful; we don't know what their agenda is. I will not allow them to get their hands on you. Once I find out who the treaty breakers are, I will make them rue the day they ever set foot on our land, and send them back to their pack elders in pieces. Until then, you need to be extra careful. No running with Karin.”
Sasuke fought back a snarl at the thought of his father laying his hands on Naruto. He carefully schooled his expression to mild irritation.
“I can take care of myself, father,” he said tightly.
“Against a pack of wolves?” Fugaku sniffed. “Madara thought the same, and look at where that got him. They fight dirty, like the filthy animals they are. Remember that, Sasuke. Do not defy me.”
With that, he was gone. Sasuke scowled after him. He really needed to fix his door.
This was bad, very bad. His father probably expected Sasuke to defy him, because even if Sasuke wasn't desperate to see Naruto, he would go out that evening purely because he had been told not to. He hated it when his father tried to control his life this way. So he would be followed. There was no way he was risking anyone finding out about Naruto, but he couldn't not go and see him. He needed Naruto like he needed blood.
With a sigh, Sasuke got out of bed and dressed. He needed to find Karin. Hopefully the universe would stop screwing him over sometime soon.
He found Karin in bed, feeding; she didn't believe in locks. Anyone who walked in on her feeding was welcome to watch, join in, or leave. Before Naruto, Sasuke would have joined in, or at least watched. Now, the idea of touching someone who was not Naruto did not appeal. Watching was different; watching Karin eat out the girl spread on her bed while the guy behind her fucked her slowly was hot; the way the three of them writhed and moaned together had Sasuke's cock hardening painfully. Except, he didn't want to join them; he wanted Naruto. He ached for his mate. This whole mate bond was a bloody pain in the arse.
He quickly dived into Karin's bathroom, because jerking off while watching a ménage and thinking about his lover was perverse, even by Sasuke's standards. Instead of wanking, Sasuke willed his erection away, and waited for Karin to finish, not wanting to risk being caught. Not that he minded being seen, it just felt pathetic that he couldn't go a day without desperately needing Naruto. And if Karin caught him jerking off in her bathroom, she would know.
Sasuke sat down on the toilet seat and buried his head in his hands. Fuck his father and fuck everyone else. He was going to see Naruto tonight. Since he wasn't suicidal, all he needed to sort out was the how.
Eventually Karin wandered into her bathroom, looking very pleased with herself. Both her bed partners had been human, so Sasuke expected them to be passed out for some time. The only one who could really keep up with a vampire was another vampire. Or a werewolf, apparently.
“I just need a shower,” she said, slipping past him.
Her lack of surprise at seeing him there suggested that she had noticed him slipping into the bathroom.
Sasuke waited while Karin showered, dried off, dressed, and then began blow drying her hair. He found himself grinding his teeth as Karin seemed intent on taking her time. The humans were passed out on her bed, completely dead to the world, but he didn't want to speak in front of them, just in case.
“You know you're completely insufferable today,” Karin said as she switched her hair dryer off and wrapped the cord around the handle before slipping it into a drawer. “What's up, beyond the obvious?”
Sasuke glanced at the unconscious humans, and Karin rolled her eyes, before following him back to his room.
“What?” She said, once the door was closed behind them and propped with a chair to replace the broken lock.
“My father,” Sasuke said tersely. “Apparently, word has got to him about werewolves on this side of the river; he thinks they're a danger to me, and he doesn't want us out running.”
“Shit.” Karin flopped down onto his bed. “You know, werewolves and vampires have been crossing the river for some time now. Strange how the news only gets to Fugaku now.”
Coldness clenched in Sasuke's gut as he sat down next to her. “You think that this is someone trying to start the fighting again?” He asked.
Karin shrugged. “The timing's right,” she said. “I mean, I know your dad and the older vampires are still hardcore against werewolves, but every one else, especially the vampires who have come here from elsewhere think the feud is stupid. If they want to cross the river, why not? Most of them don't even realise that it is forbidden in the terms of the treaty, and the ones that do don't care.”
“How do you know all this?” Sasuke asked.
Karin grinned at him. “Because I'm not the coddled son of Fugaku Uchiha,” she said. “No one cares where I go.”
Sasuke smiled as a sudden idea struck him. “I think I know how we're going to sneak out tonight,” he said.
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A hammering sound that threatened his sanity woke Naruto up. He sat up, bleary eyed and freezing, realising that he had fallen asleep on top of his bed wet and wearing nothing but a towel. He groaned deeply, and on instinct reached for Sasuke. His mate was frustrated and a little bit pissed off, which Naruto could more than relate to.
The hammering continued.
“Stop trying to break down my fucking door!” Naruto snarled.
“Oh, you're awake!” His father called out innocently through the door.
With a snarl, Naruto slipped some jeans on, and pulled the door open. With werewolf strength, his dad could easily break the door down if he wanted to; besides it wasn't even locked, which meant that he was being purposefully irritating.
Sure enough, the cheery smile on his face did not reach his eyes.
“What?” Naruto asked warily.
Minato shrugged, “Well, my son has returned after years away, and I've barely seen him,” he said. “Naruto, you're coming home to sleep, and then vanishing again. You were out all night. I know you need to catch up with people, but I was out in town earlier today, and no one has seen you. What are you doing?”
Naruto forced a smile onto his face. His father was mainly easy going, but he supported his mate in everything. He couldn't risk telling his father about Sasuke yet. “Sleeping. Jet lag is a bitch.” He lied. “You must have missed me coming in last night.”
Minato's eyes narrowed. “I didn't,” he said. “And why do you smell like a boudoir?”
“It's a Canadian tradition.”
“It's making my eyes water. Tsunade has invited us to dinner tonight, by the way. I already accepted on your behalf.”
“tonight like after dark tonight?” Naruto asked, his heart sinking. “I don't know, I still need to catch up on my sleep...”
He trailed off as Minato's expression darkened. “Naruto, I don't know what's going on with you; I have a feeling that I don't want to know, but believe me when I say that this dinner is more important than you know. You cannot miss it.”
Naruto sighed. His dad was sweet and uncomplicated most of the time, which meant that everyone, Naruto included, forgot that the mellow exterior covered steel. His seat on the werewolf council was earned and more than deserved. If he said that Naruto could not miss dinner with Tsunade, it meant that he would not miss it. He hated that it would dip into the time that he had with Sasuke, but it couldn't be helped. Hopefully he could beg off early. Besides, part of him was suddenly curious; his father's words, more important that you know, had him wondering what possible secrets would be imparted at dinner.
He had no choice. He would have to send Sakura and Kiba up to meet Sasuke and Karin, and follow up as soon as he was able.
“What time is dinner?” Naruto asked.
“Six thirty,” his father replied, his smile returning. “I take it you'll be there?”
“Tsunade's place ,six thirty. I'll be there,” Naruto replied.
Minato turned to go, before briefly pausing in the doorway. “I know a bit about having to keep secrets,” he said, “and I don't know what you're doing exactly, but I'm not stupid. Be very, very careful.”
Naruto nodded, his voice gone.
With a final, fleeting grin, Minato turned and left, leaving Naruto alone with his thoughts, and the feeling of Sasuke's growing anxiety. Naruto flopped onto his bed with a groan. Why did everything have to be so damn complicated?
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