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Cliche	By : CloudNineKitty Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2134 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
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Chapter Five
Lips
Naruto jerked back so fast that he lost his balance, and before he knew it, he was falling down the slide and landing in the mulch-covered ground of the park. He winced at the uncomfortable position his head landed in, and quickly sat up. He was going to kill whoever just called out to them, especially for calling him a brat. He was going to gut them alive and hang them from a tree by their small intestines. He was going to slit their throat and make them drink their own blood, which was going to be recycling through the damn cut in their throat. Turning around, he narrowed his eyes at the tall figure standing on the other side of the posts surrounding the park. He was going to…
Grin from ear to ear and get up faster than starving lion chasing a zebra. "Pervert!"
"I told you to stop calling me that." Jiraiya grumbled before he found himself with an arm full of blond teenager. "Hey there, kid."
"When did you get back?" Naruto asked the older man excitedly as he was swung around briefly and then set back on the ground. The smile on his face never faltered. He saw Jiraiya as a sort of father figure, or maybe a perverted uncle. Either way, he was important in Naruto's life because he pulled him out of the rut Naruto had fallen into after Sasuke left Konoha. Not to mention he was an important key to Naruto's past.
"Today, actually. And just in time for Golden Week too. Pretty good, eh?" Jiraiya said, his gaze averting to the area behind Naruto.
The boy followed his stare, and his breath hitched at the death glare Sasuke was directing at them. Crap, now he was embarrassed and self-conscious about the fact that he was about to let Sasuke kiss him. Trying to play off the subject to get rid of the blush on his cheeks, Naruto waved at the brooding teenager still standing on the slide's ladder. "Teme, get over here! I want you to meet someone!"
Sasuke begrudgingly climbed down the slide and walked over to the two men, shoving his hands inside his pockets so they couldn't see he had them in fists. He wanted to punch the old geezer so badly for interrupting them.
"This is the pervert who took care of me after you left. Perv, this is Sasuke-teme." Naruto grinned as he looked between the two.
Jiraiya seemed initially surprised by the introduction, but he recovered quickly. "Oh, this is the 'teme' I've heard so much about." At Sasuke's arched eyebrow, he grinned mischievously and hooked his arm around Naruto's neck. "This guy wouldn't shut up about you for three years. Every day, it was 'teme said this' and 'teme did that'. After a while it got annoying."
"Stupid pervert, what are you saying?" Naruto squawked, wriggling to break free from Jiraiya's hold on him. "It wasn't for three years!"
Jiraiya tilted his head back as though he was in deep thought, skillfully avoiding Naruto's flailing arms and legs. "Hm, let's see. I met you when you were thirteen, and you didn't stop talking about him until a few months after your sixteenth birthday which is when I went on my trip."
Naruto's face heated and he glared at Sasuke who was making it painfully obvious that he was interested in Naruto's secret obsession over him. "I-it's not what you think! Pervert, you always make things sound weird, ttebayo!"
"It's not my fault you have a crush on the kid."
If Naruto's face got any redder, he'd have to start challenging Hinata to a blushing match. "I don't have a crush on him! Stop lying!"
Jiraiya finally released the teenager, but that didn't mean he was done torturing him. "Oh, I'm sorry. I forgot you were head over heels for him. I keep telling you that you're too young to be in love."
"Damn it, you old perv!" Naruto shrieked, thumping his fists against the older man's broad chest. Damn him for being a fit old guy! The guy was almost fifty-five and he was still traveling the world, hiking in the Rockies in Colorado, swimming in the Dead Sea in Jordan, visiting villages in Africa. He did it all for research for his books that sold in over twenty different countries, but that wasn't how he earned his title of being the biggest pervert alive. No, Naruto knew the truth. Because while Jiraiya raked in the big cash with his worldly travel books, he made some extra money on the side by selling pornographic novels called the Icha Icha Paradise series. Not to mention that while he was on his trips, he visited every brothel in the area. He was such a huge pervert, chasing skirt whenever he returned to Konoha after doing god knows what in all those other countries. And to make things worse, he always flirted with principal of his school, Tsunade! Apparently her punching his lights out meant she 'liked' him in his delusional head. Perhaps she punched him a little too hard, knocked a few bolts loose in his head.
He was the absolute worst when it came to women, but Naruto still appreciated having him around. He taught Naruto how to fight better, and how to rationalize his money. He gave the boy checks for his birthday each year, but there would also be a list of what Naruto could spend the money on. It was annoying, but he was only trying to prepare him for life out of school. He had even tutored Naruto so that he could pass his entrance exams for Konoha High. Naruto had originally planned to half-ass it, but Jiraiya wouldn't let that happen.
Above all, Jiraiya had been his father's teacher when he was in high school. He knew stories about Naruto's parents that no one else did, and he indulged Naruto in what he could. Unfortunately, Jiraiya had left for one of his 'around-the-world' trips when Naruto's mother was pregnant with him and he didn't return until a year later when Naruto was being taken care of by the Hokage and his parents were nowhere to be found.
Jiraiya had assured him over and over again that his parents didn't just up and abandon him, but he could never come up with reason as to why they left. From what Naruto had heard, his parents were very kind, dependable people, and that they were young. Naruto wondered if they thought they were too young to have a baby and so they gave him away. It seemed plausible; he knew of other couples doing it. But still…he would like to meet them in person and ask them why they didn't try to stick around and be his family.
"…want to join me?"
"Huh?" Naruto said dumbly, looking at Jiraiya with wide eyes. Wow, had he been spacing out that whole time? Hopefully the pervert and Sasuke hadn't had some weird conversation while he was lost in his head. Judging by the glare Sasuke had locked on him, he was sure they had been stuck in an awkward silence while he thought.
"Geez, you're such an air head, kid. I said I'm thinking of going to get some ramen. Do you want to join me?" Jiraiya bopped the teen on the top of his head, grinning at the way Naruto's eyes brightened at the mention of his favorite food.
"Yes!" In Naruto's opinion, that was a stupid question. Did he want to be treated to ramen? Duh! Of course he wanted free ramen! He turned to Sasuke with a wide smile. He used to always drag the Uchiha to Ichiraku Ramen Hut, so they could go together now like old times. "Teme, let's-"
"No." Sasuke turned and retreated back to the slide, picking up his bag that he had left at the foot of the ladder with Naruto's.
"Eh? Bastard! What the hell?" Naruto squint his eyes at the teen as he walked past them. "Where the hell are you going?"
"Hn,"
"You-" A hand slapping down on his shoulder cut Naruto off before he could yell his head off. He puffed out his cheeks in annoyance at Jiraiya shaking his head. What the hell? Was Sasuke PMS-ing or something? Geez, they were doing fine until their kiss was interrupted- oh. Right. Naruto sighed and shrugged off Jiraiya's hand. "Whatever, let the teme go sulk. I want ramen!"
He ran over to his bag, almost slipping on the mulch and failing to grab it. By the time he returned to Jiraiya who was waiting for him by the posts, Sasuke was long gone. Not that he cared. The guy could go pout all he wanted. Geez, he was acting like it was the end of the world just because he didn't get a kiss…crap, Naruto was really about to let Sasuke kiss him! No, he couldn't think about that right now. Jiraiya would get suspicious and probably think-
"Did you just dump him or something?"
"No! Why would you think that?"

Jiraiya waved his hands in front of him animatedly to emphasize the curvaceous body he was trying to describe in perfect detail, down to the very last cell in the Brazilian woman. "You should have seen it, brat."
Naruto rolled his eyes. He wasn't exactly interested in foreign women. He was very content with life and the people in Konoha. Sure, he would love to travel like Jiraiya, but he would never settle for anything out there. Just to visit and experience other cultures would be good enough for him, and he loved it when tourists came to Konoha, though now wasn't the season for them. They usually came in around August for the festivals and fireworks, and then later in October and November when the leaves changed colors.
"She had on a red string bikini that barely covered anything." Jiraiya continued, not caring if Naruto was listening or not.
His words reminded Naruto of something and he pulled his bag around him as they walked on to Jiraiya's house, stuffed after eating almost seven bowls of ramen. "Oh, hey, I have something that you might like." He said, digging into the pouch.
"Unless it's a cute, young girl with size double D's, I'm not interested. Speaking of D-cups, how's your friend? That Hyuuga girl."
"Shut up, perv. Ah, here it is!" He pulled out the gashapon capsule and held it out to Jiraiya with a grin.
The older man looked surprised by the random gift, and he popped it open, having to turn it in his hand to look at the cat girl figurine up right. A dirty smirk adorned his lips and he looked at Naruto. "Me gusta."
"Huh?" Naruto frowned at the unfamiliar language and closed up his bag, replacing it on his back.
"I like it, brat. What are you doing with it, though?" Jiraiya closed up the capsule and stuffed it into his pocket. He was going to put it on his work desk so he could glance at it when he needed 'inspiration' for his writing.
Naruto shrugged and stuffed his hands in his pockets. He didn't want to keep it, because it would just remind him that Sasuke had thrown away the Tidus figure.
The smell of baked dough wafted past his nose, and he knew he wasn't the only one who smelled it when Jiraiya's head shot up as well.
"Oh man, I haven't had takoyaki in a long time. Are you full from the ramen or do you want some too?" Jiraiya grinned, pointing at the stand that was always there for as long as Naruto could remember. It was owned by a family, and they took turns running it from time to time. Hopefully the cute daughter would be working today…
"I'll split a plate with you." Naruto said as they approached the stand. Unfortunately the eldest son of the family was working, but he was the fastest at getting the orders ready. He had their food done in no time, and Naruto and Jiraiya thanked him before walking off.
"The plate's hot." Jiraiya hissed as he switched hands with it. He pulled out his handkerchief and cupped it in his hand under the paper container. "I tell you what, there's nothing like Japanese cuisine. I think it may be one of the reasons I return to this country."
Naruto puffed out his cheeks and glared at the older man. "You mean besides the fact that I'm here?"
"Oh, right, there's you too. And my editor wouldn't be thrilled if I never came home." He stabbed one of the octopus balls with a toothpick and popped it into his mouth. "Wuah, shooda led id coo!" He swallowed and grimaced at the feeling of his burning tongue.
The teenager next to him rolled his eyes and looked away. Jiraiya could be such an idiot when he wanted to change the subject. Not that Naruto was mad at him; he knew the old pervert was just kidding. Tsunade had even told him once that he was probably the number one reason Jiraiya returned from his trips. Whether it was because of Naruto himself or because he felt he owed it to his former student…
"Tell me a story about my parents." Naruto said, receiving a look from Jiraiya.
"You've heard every story I know about them, kid." He stuffed another takoyaki into his mouth, not carrying that it scorched his taste buds. He held out the plate to Naruto, but the boy waved his hand dismissively.
"I know, but tell me the one where they first met." It was his favorite story because it was how their love for each other first blossomed.
Jiraiya sighed and swallowed his food before leaning his head back as he thought about the story. "Well let's see…it was after school one day, and your mom was still new to Konoha."

"Wow, the jewelry in this store is so cute, 'ttebane!" Uzumaki Kushina slipped the bracelet over her hand and stretched her arm out in front of her to see how the turquoise beads looked against her fair skin. It would look perfect with her white blouse and blue skirt.
"Hey!"
The teenage girl jumped and looked at the tall, burly man glaring down at her. Had she done something wrong? She was new to Konoha, so she wasn't accustomed to their village yet.
"Think you can pretend that bracelet is yours and walk out with it, huh?" the man said, grabbing her thin arm with the bracelet in a painful hold.
"Ow!" She winced and instinctively began tugging against him. "No, I wasn't doing anything like that! Let go, you meathead!"
"What did you just call me? I can call the cops on a thief like you."
It was no good; he was far too strong for Kushina. What was a man like this even doing working in a jewelry store? Was he a retired pro-wrestler or something? She glared up at her accuser and puffed out her cheeks in annoyance. "It's not like that! I wasn't going to steal it! I was just-"
Her sentence was cut off by a loud crash, and both she and the store clerk snapped their heads in the direction of the noise. Kushina couldn't see over the island counter filled with necklaces and bracelets in front of her, but the tall man could and he let go of her arm in favor of putting both his hands to his balding head.
"Shit! What the hell?" He quickly ran over to the revolving rack of earrings that had fallen off the counter across the store. "Stupid cheap thing…"
When he bent over, someone grabbed Kushina's wrist and it took all of her willpower not to scream in surprise. Before she had time to comprehend what was happening, she was being pulled out of the store by a tall boy, the clerk calling after them in rage. However, the teen didn't let up his hold on her nor did he slow down. It was a struggle keeping up with him and his long strides, especially in her leather school shoes that were threatening to slip off.
"W-wait…" she stumbled forward into his back when she tripped over the toe of her shoe. Taking a second to study who was pulling her, she first noticed that he was in the Konoha High blazer, meaning that he went to her school. The second thing was his wild, thick blond hair. It looked so soft, she wanted to touch it. However, she didn't have time to because he began pulling her again.
She wasn't sure how long they ran, but it was enough to make her legs burn. All the colors of the shops and vendors were a blur as they dodged people in the crowded street. The boy's grip didn't let up for a single second, and at one point he almost seemed to squeeze it reassuringly when she tripped over her feet again.
Finally, the boy took a sharp turn and the terrain under their shoes changed to uneven mulch. He slowed down and she did with him, panting from the sudden exercise. Her thighs screamed in pain as she fell back on the bench that he had stopped in front of. She didn't care that her legs were open, she was tired! And it wasn't like he could see anything, her school skirt came down to the tops of her knees.
She glared up at the boy staring at her in concern, his blue eyes making any rude comment she was about to say catch in her throat. "Um…"
"You're Kushina Uzumaki, the transfer student from 2-E, right? I'm Minato Namikaze, the class rep of 2-F. Are you okay?"
What was she supposed to say to this gorgeous boy? He was giving her the most sincere smile and it was making the simplest, mindless action of breathing very difficult at the moment. Damn it, she wasn't normally like this around guys! What was coming over her? "I…I didn't need your help! I could have taken care of it myself!"
For a split second, Minato looked taken back by the girl's shouting, but then another smile split his face. It was so wide that it made his eyes close. "I'm glad that you're okay."
Kushina drew her thighs together and glared down at her lap. This boy was wither a real idiot or oblivious. But he was really cute, and he had the most gorgeous eyes she had ever seen. And he wasn't all that bad; he did save her after all.
Standing up, she straightened her back and bowed deeply in Minato's direction. "Thank you for helping me." She glanced at her hands and sat up quickly, holding her arm out in front of her as she gaped. "Oh no! The bracelet! I really did steal it! Wait, no I didn't, it was an accident! Oh no, what am I going to do, ttebane?"
She went still when Minato firmly grasped her forearm with one hand and slid the turquoise bracelet off her wrist with the other. He moved so slowly and gentle that it made her face explode with heat. Her complexion probably matched her hair at the moment, but she was too embarrassed to check.
He gave her another brilliant smile as he put the bracelet in his schoolbag. "I'll bring it back to the store tomorrow after school and explain that it was just a mistake. Please don't worry."
Kushina parted her lips slightly before frowning and shaking her head. "No! I'll bring it back! I'm the one who took it!" Her dainty hands curled into fists at her sides at the thought of having to face that store clerk again. She may have had a red belt in judo, but that didn't mean she wasn't afraid of big guys like him.
"Then we'll go together. I have soccer practice after classes tomorrow, but if you don't mind waiting, we can walk there together. Is that all right with you?" Minato looked at her expectantly, awaiting her answer.
She couldn't help but feel like he was being far too friendly to a stranger, but at the same time she liked it and was drawn to it. "Okay…" She tucked her hair behind her ears in her nervousness from his intense gaze.
Minato seemed pleased by her answer. "After we sort everything out at the store, would you like to get ramen at that new stand that just opened up?"
"Ichiraku's?"
He nodded in confirmation.
Was he asking her out on a date? Was ramen even considered date food? It wasn't, right? She was just looking too deeply into this. "O-okay, that sounds good."
Minato grinned confidently. "Then I'll meet you at the front gate tomorrow after soccer practice."
"Yes. I'll see you then." Kushina bowed to him again, making him laugh. She frowned at him, feeling extremely self-conscious.
"You're so formal. It's cute." Minato chuckled. He was answered with the heel of Kushina's right shoe slamming down on his left foot, and twisting. He hissed and knelt down to massage his throbbing foot through his shoe, looking up to watch Kushina stomp out of the park. He smiled to the best of his ability despite his pain. "I guess she doesn't like being called cute…"

By the time Jiraiya finished telling the story, they had reached his house. "The next day, they brought the bracelet back and apologized. Apparently the clerk had been a lot more understanding when your dad explained what happened." He began laughing as though he had just heard a good joke, and then sighed softly. "Your mom nicknamed him the 'sexist drag queen'. She never went back to that store again."
Naruto smiled happily and waited for Jiraiya to fish out the right key for his house. He knew that the old man missed his parents a lot. When they got inside, he took off his shoes and made himself comfortable on the living room couch. "Your house smells like stale cigarettes." He announced.
"You know I haven't touched a cigarette in my life." Jiraiya said, stepping past his luggage that he had dropped off when he first arrived.
"I know, I'm just saying it smells like it." Naruto muttered, picking at the fuzz on the couch cushion. Jiraiya was unaware that he knew the old man smoked a pipe when he was writing. It wasn't like he had a problem with people smoking; his nose just got irritated by the smell and it made him feel like he wanted sneeze, but nothing ever came.
Jiraiya glanced at the teenager who had no qualms about stretching out on his couch, leaving no room for another person to sit. Not like that was going to stop him.
"Ow! Fatso, get off!" Naruto shouted, his pelvis being crushed between Jiraiya's butt and the couch cushion.
"I'm not fat, brat." Jiraiya argued, getting up and urging Naruto to move to one side of the couch so that he could sit down. "I'm pure muscle. The ladies love it."
Naruto glared at him. "What ladies?" A large hand smacked him over the head and he rubbed the abused spot soothingly. Jeez, the old fart couldn't take a joke when it came to him and women.
"Tell me what's going on with the Uchiha." Jiraiya said suddenly, adjusting the over shirt he was wearing so it wasn't bunched up behind his back.
Naruto dropped his hands to his knees and stared at the old man incredulously. "Huh? Nothing's going on with that bastard!"
"Seems to me like it's something," Jiraiya raised a brow, clearly stating that he didn't believe the teenager.
"It's nothing!"
"Kiss."
"What?"
"He's the kid whose parents were killed by that gang, right?"
Naruto stared at Jiraiya skeptically. So he knew that Sasuke was about to kiss him? Then why the hell did he stop them? Wait, why was Naruto even mad that Jiraiya had stopped them from kissing? Shit, his head was getting all mixed up again. Stupid Uchiha bastards and old, decaying perverts! Wait, what had he just said? "A gang?"
Jiraiya nodded, resting his arms on the back of the couch and stretching his legs out before him, crossing them at the ankles. "It happened when you were about eight years old. His father was the head of Konoha's police department. Most Uchihas were back in the day, but Uchiha Fugaku, Sasuke's father, was one of the last. There was a big drug deal case, and he snagged a guy who was high up in the yakuza. Of course other members got wind of it, and they took out Fugaku and his wife Mikoto while Itachi and Sasuke were out playing. It was a normal summer day to the two boys. Can you imagine coming home for dinner, only eight years old and your brother barely thirteen, to find your parents dead in your house?" He had said the last part low, as if speaking aloud to himself. Even to this day he couldn't believe it himself.
Naruto swallowed thickly, wondering what had gone through a young Sasuke's mind at the sight of his own dead parents. All this time he had thought that he and the Uchiha were the same because neither of them had parents. Now it made him sound so naïve. He had no idea what it was like to have his mother and father taken from him like that. Geez, if that had happened to Naruto, he would kill the sons of bitches that…wait…
Blue eyes widened comically, and he stood up from the couch so fast that Jiraiya had to do a double take to realize that he was no longer sitting next to the blond.
"Brat?"
"It all makes so much sense now…" Naruto muttered, rushing to the entry and leaning against the wall as he slipped on his shoes, tying them lazily.
"Where are you going all of a sudden?" Jiraiya asked, pushing himself up from the couch and wincing at his knee popping.
"I just remembered that I have somewhere to go…" he lied. Wincing, he turned to look at the older man. What did it matter if Jiraiya knew or not? "Actually, I'm going to find Sasuke."
Jiraiya frowned. He loved Naruto, but sometimes the boy could be so impulsive, and that caused problems for other people. "Now don't go berating the poor kid about his parents. That's impolite, and it can bring bad luck."
"I'm not going to go shout at him about his dead parents, jeez. I just need to ask him something." Naruto picked up his bag and moved to the front door.
"Don't stay out too late," Jiraiya called after him. "It is a school night."
"Thanks dad." Naruto grinned before shutting the door and taking off down the porch steps. Everything was starting to make sense now. He didn't have a complete picture of Sasuke's past in Otogakure, but at least he was one step closer now. Sasuke was too smart to get caught up in some low gang that went around beating people up. He had to have a motive for taking such a risk, and Naruto was sure now that he knew why. Sasuke wanted revenge on the yakuza that took his parents' lives.
That had to be it. Sasuke had the potential to do great things with his life, but he chose to become a delinquent. He most likely didn't make some brash decision, and he wouldn't allow himself to be backed into a corner. If there was one thing Naruto knew about Sasuke that never faltered was that he was level-headed and calculating. He made the resolution to get involved in whatever he came across in Otogakure. However, having made that decision might have distorted his conduct of judgment just slightly, which was why he had been picking on that boy the day Naruto found him outside the store. Maybe it had just become a bad habit he picked up, or something that he was faced with in the other town.
Naruto pressed his lips into a thin line, his steps holding a greater purpose than ever before. He was becoming too impatient for walking, and he settled for a brisk jog. Not many people were out on the sidewalks due to it already being dark outside; families were already sitting down to dinner. However, he had a feeling that Sasuke wasn't at home. And Naruto wasn't quite sure if he remembered how to get to Sasuke's house anymore.
If he went down to the lake, he might get the general idea because he recalled going in the opposite direction of his home. However, after five years, it might seem strange for him to arrive at Sasuke's house unannounced. Damn it, he was going to have to get Sasuke's cell phone number or email, or something!
Naruto's best bet right now was to run around the area he had seen Sasuke and his friends that night, hoping that they were sticking around there. That's what gangs did, right? He could only hope.
He rounded a corner quickly collided into someone, bumping heads and stumbling backwards. Both he and the other guy fell back onto the sidewalk, groaning in pain and rubbing their heads. Something clacked on the cement, and Naruto glanced at it, noticing that it was a white mask. He looked over at the slightly pudgy boy who was collecting himself slowly.
"Uh, sorry…" Naruto said. He got up along with the boy who seemed surprised that his mask wasn't on his face.
"Shit!" he shouted, bending over and grabbing his mask and shoving Naruto out of the way so that he could keep running.
Naruto glared after him, rubbing his sore forehead. "Geez, what an ass."
He spun around immediately when the sound of air leaving someone's lungs reached his ears, and he saw a man stagger out of an alley up ahead and fall to his knees. He also had a mask on with red markings.
Naruto's eyes widened and he ran over to the man, only to stop when another guy with a mask was thrown out of the lane, the other man barely having any time to catch him. It suddenly dawned on Naruto that these guys were part of the ANBU, a local gang in Konoha that didn't really mess with people unless they got in the way. They saw themselves as the unofficial police that gave criminals "what they really deserved". Since they were the only group in Konoha that meant that only one other person could be taking them on at the moment.
Swallowing to wet his dry throat, Naruto looked into the alleyway to see Karin kick a masked man in the head, sending him to the ground. Wow, she was a lot stronger than he had suspected. His eyes quickly averted from her to a familiar head of raven hair that was shoving a man by his disguise into the wooden planks of the fence behind him. The man grunted and slid down to the ground gripping his head.
"Sas-" Naruto called without thinking, quickly shutting his mouth when the teen lifted his head at his name. He was too distracted by the sound that he didn't have time to block the body that slammed into his, forcing him back against the brick wall of the building on the other side of the alley. Shit, Sasuke was going to get hurt! He had to do something…
Of course! The one thing that the ANBU feared was the real police, who looked down on their acts as criminal rather than justice. As long as the ANBU weren't caught in the act by the cops, they felt like they were the good guys.
Naruto turned to face the street and cupped his hands around his mouth. "Hey, officer!" he yelled to an imaginary policeman, hoping that none of the ANBU checked in which direction he was yelling and seeing that he was full of shit. "There are people fighting! The ANBU are beating people up!"
"Sonova-!"
Naruto watched as all the men in masks scattered, exiting both ends of the alleyway, one of them shoving Naruto out of the way as he made his escape. In mere seconds, Sasuke and his three friends were the only ones left in the passageway, and Naruto couldn't help but grin at his victory.
Apparently, not everyone saw it that way. Suigetsu narrowed his eyes at Naruto and lowered the shinai he was holding. "Not this bitch again."
Sasuke's reaction was no better, glaring darkly at the blond while he wiped a dribble of blood from his split lip. "What are you doing here, usuratonkachi?"
"You joined a gang because your parents were killed, huh?" Naruto blurted out, immediately regretting it. He should have pulled Sasuke off somewhere more private first. Damn him, acting before thinking…maybe he really was an idiot.
"What?" Sasuke hissed. He clearly didn't appreciate Naruto bringing that up in front of the others, just as he predicted.
However, it had already been said and there was no point trying to take it back now. "You joined a gang because your parents were murdered by one. I'm right, aren't I?"
Sasuke inhaled deeply and crossed the space between him and Naruto in swift steps. He combined his last step with a fist to the blond's gut. It wasn't hard enough to leave a bruise, but it definitely made the teen double over.
"Ngh…" Naruto groaned. "Bastard!" He delivered his own punch to Sasuke's stomach, bringing him down to his eyelevel. They held each other's glare, their fists continuing to press into their stomachs as if to support them. Several seconds of silence passed before Suigetsu seemed to get bored from the lack of action.
"Are you sure you don't want me to dump his body in the lake?"
Both teens stood up and diverted their glares to the white-haired boy, making him flinch as though they had burned him with their stares. He raised both hands up defensively, taking a step back to put more distance between them.
Sasuke turned to Naruto and sighed, his gaze never letting up. "Go home."
Naruto clenched his fists, taking a power stance. "No, I need to talk to you!"
"Not you, dobe. I was talking to them." Sasuke nodded his head to the group of teens who looked about ready to argue just like Naruto.
"Then don't look at me while you say that, teme!" Naruto whined.
"Hn," Sasuke pivoted his entire body to face his friends, brushing off his jacket sleeve as he spoke. "I need to discuss some things with Uzumaki here. I'm taking him home."
Suigetsu let out an indignant snort and folded his arms over his chest. "Better make sure he does more than piss his pants this time, Uchiha. Clearly that wasn't enough to get him to fuck off. I suggest shaving his head-"
"Shut up, Suigetsu!" Karin shouted in exasperation, lifting her leg and kicking him in the back.
Naruto did his best to look away quickly so he didn't end up staring at her exposed underwear beneath her skirt. Weren't girls supposed to wear shorts under their school skirts? Speaking of school uniforms, it was foolish of them to be fighting in them. Someone other than Naruto could see them and know that they were from Konoha High, not to mention that those guys from the ANBU now knew too.
"What are you defending him for, Karin?" Suigetsu smacked her leg away from him.
"You're being a jerk to Naruto!" she cried, attempting to smack him on the head but he ducked out of the way.
Suigetsu glared at her, his jaw protruding outwards in his annoyance. "Huh? What, you friends with him now?"
"Let's go," Sasuke said quietly, leaving the bickering teens alone with Jugo who nodded to Naruto and Sasuke as they left.
When they were a couple of blocks away, and Naruto was sure it was safe, he decided to try approaching the Uchiha once more. "Sasuke, about your parents-"
"Stop talking." Sasuke clipped, shoving his hands in his pockets. Naruto recognized it as a defensive measure, so he decided to back off the topic until they reached his apartment.
They got to his door and he unlocked it, stepping inside and waiting for Sasuke to be fully inside before speaking. "I'm right about why you joined a gang, right?"
"No." Sasuke said, slipping off his shoes and walking into Naruto's bedroom.
The blond gulped, and dropped his bag while he took off his own shoes. "But you want revenge, right?" Naruto called, trotting into his bedroom and finding Sasuke sitting cross-legged on his bed. He frowned at how familiar Sasuke was being in his home, but decided that it wasn't important right now. He reached over to turn the light on, but Sasuke's voice made him halt.
"Leave it off."
He swallowed and looked at Sasuke with an unsteady gaze. He didn't want a repeat of last week.
"You're wrong about the reason being my parents. And I didn't just join like it was some after-school activity. Moron." Sasuke folded his arms and looked over at the door in Naruto's bedroom that led to the balcony. His face was smooth, as though he were calm and possibly already over the subject.
Naruto puffed out his cheeks and plopped down on his bed next to Sasuke, taking on his same pose with the crossed arms and legs. He glared at Sasuke until the boy finally gave in and turned to look at him. "Why then? What made you go astray? You never acted like this when you were living here."
Sasuke lifted an eyebrow before sighing and looking ahead of him. "Itachi was in one."
Blue eyes widened and he leaned in closer to listen to the raven-haired teen whose voice dropped considerably. However, Sasuke was done with that particular topic of discussion and ready to move on.
"You were going to let me kiss you in the park."
Naruto resisted the urge to roll his eyes, though he couldn't stop the blush that exploded on his skin and even covered his ears. Of course the jerk would bring that up at a time like this. Whenever Naruto was trying to get serious and ask about his time spent in Otogakure, Sasuke had to flip the tables and talk about kissing. "Yeah, but it didn't happen. Oh well."
He couldn't look Sasuke in the eyes, not that he needed to. He could feel the intense gaze boring into him anyway.
"I want to try again."
Naruto dropped his arms to his sides and gripped the material of his comforter, anchoring himself to the bed. "R-right now?" Under normal circumstances, he would have slapped himself for act like such a girl. But this wasn't typical in the least. It wasn't often that he was about to kiss his best friend twice in one day. In fact, he was pretty sure that this was against the rules in the friend code that Sakura had made up in middle school, not that he remembered any of them, but he was sure this was strictly forbidden or something (he was also pretty sure that Sakura had made that rule up just for him to try to deter his feelings for her).
Sasuke's eyes dropped to his lap, and Naruto wondered if maybe he was nervous. "If you don't want to, then I'll leave."
Whether it was supposed to be taken as a way out or a threat, he wasn't sure. He reminded himself that Sasuke was sacrificing his feelings for Naruto. He might not have been open about his time out of town, but he was reaching for him in a way that, if rejected, could potentially ruin him emotionally. And in a way, Naruto wanted to be that support for Sasuke. He wasn't being egotistical when he thought that he was the only one who could do this for the Uchiha…do this to him. Make him feel and need and want all in one, just for one person.
The idea gave him newfound confidence, and he inhaled deeply, looking at his childhood friend. He couldn't lose Sasuke again, and definitely not like this. "Okay."
Sasuke glanced at him, his eyelids twitching as though he wanted to blink but was too afraid to because that simple act would make Naruto change his mind. He studied the blond for a few moments, searching for any signs of deceit, before deeming him ready and sitting up straight.
Naruto closed his eyes in anticipation, just like earlier in the park, and waited for the kiss to come. He knew that his body was tense, but that was only because this kiss was most likely going to determine whether or not he wanted to try taking things further with Sasuke. If it didn't work out in the end, they could just go back to being friends; that was how he saw it.
He could feel Sasuke's breath on his lips when the teen exhaled. His cologne was much fainter now and mixed with the smell of sweat due to his earlier activity in the alley. Just a bit further and their lips would touch, their friendship would evolve, and their lives would change. Just one more inch…half an inch…less than a centimeter…
This time there was no one to call out to them, to make Naruto fall off a slide, or begin to doubt whether or not he should be doing this with his friend. No, this time, electricity seemed to explode at the contact of their lips, making Naruto's body begin to tingle from his head to his legs. The feeling made him relax immediately, as if this was completely natural. He uncrossed his legs and pulled at the comforter, a rather intense reaction despite the sheer gentleness of the kiss.
It took Naruto a moment to realize that Sasuke was pulling back, and he was following. He stilled and lifted his eyelids halfway, giving the other boy a hooded gaze. His body suddenly felt heavy without Sasuke and he couldn't explain why. Was it even a good thing that he was reacting like this?
Sasuke licked his lips briefly, adorning Naruto with a calculating gaze before leaning in again and capturing his bottom lip between his. He pulled at it slightly, and then pressed forward again. He repeated a couple of more times before Naruto caught on and did the same to his upper lip. They both applied more pressure at the same time, but it was Naruto who swiped his tongue over Sasuke's lips first, tasting the rustic flavor of blood from the cut on his lip. It made the Uchiha still for half a second before following suit.
Once tongues got in involved, Naruto realized that there was no going back from this. He couldn't pull back and laugh sheepishly while grinning, muttering a 'just kidding' sending Sasuke on his merry way and hoping to remain simply friends. He knew that by the probing tongue asking for entrance, he was closing one door and opening another. He was really going to let Sasuke into his life as something beyond a friend, take that tentative step across the invisible line that all buddies had drawn. He wasn't intoxicated, he wasn't on any drugs, and there was nothing he could blame his next decision on. He was just going to have to face this head on and deal with whatever came with it.
Hesitantly, Naruto opened his mouth and welcomed Sasuke's tongue inside, greeting it with his own. Sasuke seemed just as timid, and he carefully pressed the tip of his appendage against Naruto's before breaking away and exploring the moist cavern.
The idiot tasted like ramen, which was no surprise because Naruto had gone to Ichiraku's with that old man from the park. Sasuke almost wanted to remove the essence from his mouth because it represented what had kept them from doing this earlier. He placed his hands on Naruto's shoulders and guided him to lie down on the bed.
Naruto broke the kiss and moved his legs into a more comfortable position, Sasuke settling between them. He didn't have any time to realize their position due to the pair of hungry lips covering his again. This time he was much more willing to open his mouth to Sasuke, and he even allowed his own tongue to wander into the foreign territory of Sasuke's mouth. It wasn't too different from the time Sasuke kissed him forcefully, though it was definitely more gentle and enticing.
Sasuke's hips suddenly began rocking against his, making him very aware of their position and just how aroused he was. He went completely still and withdrew his tongue, causing Sasuke to stop and look down at him.
"…What's wrong?" The Uchiha sounded breathless, and it was obvious that he was no better off than Naruto.
The blond didn't know what to say. He had never done anything like this before, not willingly at least. He was sure that if they were going to base something off this, then they should stop now and take it slow. But his mind was too muddled to think about that. All that he knew was that Sasuke had made him come last time, and he really wouldn't mind doing it again.
Sasuke inhaled deeply, watching the hesitation in Naruto's eyes before sitting up.
"Sasuke?" Naruto leaned forward to sit as well, but a hand kept him pinned down.
"Stay like that." He ordered, and he waited for a minute to make sure Naruto listened before moving his hands down to Naruto's school pants and belt.
"Hey!" Naruto sat up immediately, but he was forced to back down again. "Teme!"
"Relax." Sasuke undid the belt quickly, having to stop again when Naruto rose off the bed again. He looked up with obvious annoyance, as if he was more confused by the fact that Naruto was trying to stop him.
Naruto's face was so hot, he was afraid it would melt off. "Relax?" His voice cracked. "How can I relax when you're taking off my pants?"
"It'll feel good." Sasuke said, opening Naruto's school pants. A hand was slapped to his forehead, another pulling at the back of his hair. "Dobe…"
"You can't! Sasuke – hey!" Despite his feeble attempts to keep him from progressing, Sasuke still managed to force his pants down his hips and stopping midway on his thighs. Naruto gnawed on his bottom lip at the overwhelming relief of being freed from the confines of his pants.
He was so torn right now. One part of him was completely against the situation. This was Sasuke, his childhood friend! It was bad enough he as just kissing him, but to go beyond that? Unthinkable! However, another part, a much more lenient part, was ready and willing to let Sasuke show him just what he was to expect from this turn of events. Not to mention he was curious; he had never had someone give him a…stupid hormones messing with his mind!
At the lack of resistance from Naruto, Sasuke took the opportunity to slip his green boxers down to meet school pants. Naruto made a noise that was a mix between a sigh and a grunt of disapproval, he wasn't quite sure. All he knew was that he didn't want to stop now; couldn't stop now. The hand in his hair held fast while the one on his forehead dropped down to get a hold on the comforter.
He looked up at Naruto's face, but the boy had his eyes squeezed shut in anticipation, his mouth bent in a grimace. Scoffing, Sasuke leaned down and kissed the warm skin of Naruto's thighs. The muscles beneath flexed at the tender touch, and Naruto shuddered as Sasuke kissed and nipped his way up to tan hip bones, pushing the white school shirt out of his way as he went.
"Sasuke…" Blue eyes peeked down at him finally, his body quivering at the light touches. Was he trying to get a reaction out of him, or was Sasuke just being cautious? The Uchiha took Naruto's member in his hand, making the boy jump. "Wait, teme, I can't!"
"Dobe," Sasuke slid his hand up and down the length, pre-cum already pilling at the slit. Any doubts he had about Naruto being a virgin diminished and he leaned down to lick the leaking head, laving his tongue over the red skin.
"Sh-shit…!" Naruto cried, his eyes snapping shut and his head bowing. Whatever part of him was against this broke into a billion pieces and blew away in some imaginary wind. Why had he been so reluctant to let Sasuke take things further again? Because this felt amazing.
Sasuke wrapped his lips around the mushroom-shaped head, leaning further down the shaft and taking in as much as he could. The skin was very bland, not that he expected it to taste like peppermint or anything. Perhaps he had thought it would taste salty or somewhere along those lines. It wasn't an unpleasant flavor though, it was definitely something he could get used to and enjoy.
He would slow down, speed up, suck harder, and lick the underside all at Naruto's wordless commands. Taking the pulls of his hair and the noises Naruto made, he was able to quickly figure out what he reacted to the most. Sasuke had to pin his hips down to the bed to prevent himself from choking on the suddenly eager blond teen.
Naruto's mouth hung open, only closing it briefly to swallow or bite his lip at the sensations building up in the pit of his stomach. "Mngh, Sasuke!" he cried out, feeling ready to explode at any moment.
Sasuke pulled off of him, dragging his tongue over the slit. He wrapped his pale fingers around the pulsing cock and pumped it, covering the end with his other hand. He knew Naruto wouldn't last long his first time around, and that didn't bother him. He had made him feel this way, given him this experience for the first time.
Naruto thrust into Sasuke's hand one last time before coming, his body tensing up at the sudden rush of pleasure that consumed him body and mind. All his senses seemed to go on hiatus and he couldn't hear anything other than the blood pounding in his ears. He felt like he was floating, his body tingling all over with satisfaction. He didn't want this moment of pure bliss to end; he had never felt so good in his life. Would it always be like this? He could get used to it.
He had no idea how much time had passed, but when he came to he saw Sasuke wiping his hands on the orange comforter covering the bed, leaving a faded white stain there. Wait, was that his…
Naruto's face flushed crimson and he slid back on his bed until he hit the wall. "Y-you…pervert!"
Sasuke was clearly not amused by the childish accusation.
"Ah…sorry…" He glanced down at his exposed lap, realizing that he was never going to be able to look there again without remembering what Sasuke had done. And it wasn't like he was mad; how could he be? He had let Sasuke touch him, kiss him, lick him. His body was still buzzing and his brain wasn't allowing him to think straight, he was so sated.
He turned his attention to the obvious tent in Sasuke's pants, and a wave of embarrassment and pride rushed over him. Gosh, he had made the teme like that. And this wasn't the first time either. Sasuke had grinded and rubbed against him till completion last time, meaning he had lost control for a few minutes in order to get his release with Naruto. And Sasuke had made him feel so good just now, so he should return the favor, right?
"Should I…I mean…"
A dark eyebrow lifted in question, and Sasuke folded his arms over his chest. How he could stand there with a completely passive expression and a boner, Naruto would never understand.
"You know…help you with your–"
"No."
Naruto's eyes widened at the curt answer, and then narrowed them and furrowed his eyebrows. "Why the hell not?" Did he think Naruto was incapable of getting him off? Sure, he had never touched another guy in that way before, but if Sasuke could do it then so could he! It seemed pretty easy, and if he could swallow down his nervousness he had a feeling he could be pretty damn good at it! Wait, he was getting a little ahead of himself now. Since when did he want to do this kind of stuff with the bastard?
"I don't need to return the favor, idiot." He took a step away from the bed, moving closer to the door.
"I'm not!" But that was exactly how Naruto saw it. If he thought it through long enough, he would know that he wasn't ready for something like this. He wasn't even sure what 'this' was. He could tell Sasuke didn't either. So where did that leave them now? Were they still friends after doing something like that? Could they even be normal friends now?
"I'll see you at school, dobe." Sasuke's voice was void of emotion, he was closing up again.
And Naruto didn't know what to say at the moment to stop him. So he let him leave his apartment without another word. His head hurt from all the different directions this could end up in.
Sasuke could decide Naruto wasn't worth it, or what he imagined it would be like. He'd give up, tonight being the big wake up call, the big realization that he didn't really want Naruto as much as he thought.
Or it would end up being the other way around. Naruto would wake up in the morning, see Sasuke at school the next day and feel instantly sick to his stomach. No, that just didn't seem plausible. He loved Sasuke too much. Wait, love?
That was another option. He would return Sasuke's feelings, they would end up dating on the down low, life would go on and they'd go in whatever direction the wind took them.
Or they would decide to remain friends, a mutual agreement that would lead to nothing more. Somehow, the thought of that made Naruto feel empty inside.
He shouldn't have let Sasuke go beyond kissing. His brain was getting all messed up now, and he had a feeling there was no turning back from this. They couldn't pretend it never happened. However, Naruto was too impatient to just sit around and wait for Sasuke to tell him what they were going to do next.
Tomorrow at school, he'd approach Sasuke on the issue and get some answers. They'd find a common ground and work off that. Yes, that seemed like a good plan to Naruto. With that in mind, he decided to get ready for bed. His body felt heavy when he moved, but he pushed forward anyway. And as he lay there that night, his mind was filled the feeling of Sasuke kissing him, the pressure on his lips and smell of his cologne. Shit, did this mean that he was falling in love with Sasuke?
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