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Candy Corn
Disclaimer: I do not and never will own Naruto.
Title: Candy Corn
Author: NidorikiChidori
Candy Corn
It was the last week before All Hallows Eve, or as it was more commonly known; Halloween. The holiday hadn’t always been celebrated in Konoha and had in fact, only really gained popularity in the last twenty years or so, the large Ninja village had been introduced to
it by a town in the mountains.
Of course, the holiday really took flight with children; dressing up in costumes and walking around to get candy at night, it was almost like a dream come true.
At the time, the adults thought it was cute and handed out the candy whereas the older generation in particular, viewed it with a sceptical eye.
However, now the children themselves had grown up and most, if not all of them, still loved Halloween, it had however taken a new turn for them. Gone were the days of walking around after dark, going from house to house with little treat bags hoping for a handful of candies. Now were the times of the late night parties where costumes added a whole new depth to just what could happen.
With six days to go before Halloween, excitement was running high through the Village Hidden in the Leaves. Children were squealing with delight while their parents groaned with anticipation of tiny tummy aches. Then there of course the many costume parties planned for the fated night, one of which was drawing a little more attention from a certain generation of young Ninja then any of the others were.
“Gai-Sensei!” Striking a pose, the green clad, bushy eye browed ninja grinned in eager anticipation, while those he was talking to stared at him disbelief.
“Lee... You’re dressing up as Gai-sensei for Sakura’s Halloween party?” Heaving a sigh, Tenten put her face into hands and shook her head.
“Of course! Gai-sensei is the most amazing! I will surely win Sakura’s contest!”
Clenching his fists and grinning in anticipation, a fire burning in his eyes, Lee pictured himself holding a golden trophy in one arm and an adoring Sakura with the other, his Gai-sensei costume shining spectacularly.
Standing beside Tenten, bearing the same sort of disgruntled, but accepting expression as the bun headed girl, was a man with long dark hair and pale lavender eyes. Sighing, he glanced at her, hand on his hip.
“He’ll... Probably win for most frightening costume...” Neji whispered, both smirking as they looked at their cackling and day dreaming friend.
Sakura’s Halloween party was one of the only things being discussed among the young ninja at the moment. While there were far more important things for them to be talking about, it gave them a change of pace, something less serious for them to think of.
For some of them, the party was something they knew about and planned on going to, for others however, the party was first and foremost in their brain because it gave them a chance to do something they had never done before.
“What do you mean you’re not going! I wanted to see you in a costume!” Ringing out of an open window somewhere near the centre of the large village was a voice nearly everybody in the village knew and at the moment it sounded as though the owner were particularly distressed.
“Sasuke!?”
Standing in the untidy living room of his small apartment, Naruto stared slack jawed at the brunet a few feet away from him, a shirt hanging loosely from his fingertips.
“I mean what it sounded like Dobe. I’m not going.” The dark haired ninja answered
smoothly, his arms full of dirty dishes. Carrying them into the kitchen, Sasuke ignored the sputtering of his blonde companion and set the dishes down in the sink and then set about washing them.
“But.. . But... Why!?” Bursting into the kitchen, waving the shirt around wildly, Naruto grabbed the edge of Sasuke’s sleeve and gave him an almost desperate, searching look. The thought of losing this one chance of seeing Sasuke dressed up as... anything, upsetting him greatly.
“I already told you. I don’t have a costume.” Sasuke replied tonelessly, methodically washing the dishes and setting them in the rack beside the sink, apparently not even noticing the whimpering blonde man attached to his arm.
“You could go buy one?” Naruto suggested hopefully, his fingers trembling in their grip on Sasuke’s sleeve.
“No.”
“ARGH! TEME!” Screaming in frustration, Naruto released Sasuke’s sleeve and with a roar of anger, swung the shirt in his hand and hit Sasuke with it.
“Agh! What the hell!? Naruto!?” Stepping away from the clearly insane blonde, his arm raised in defence as Naruto continued to beat him with the shirt, forcing him to move backwards. “Naruto! Agh! Nar-Stop it!”
Sandwiching Sasuke between the wall, the counter and himself, Naruto lowered the shirt and glared at Sasuke, nostrils flared in anger. As soon as Sasuke, thinking it was safe, partially lowered his soapy hands and peered at him, Naruto swung the shirt and hit him
with it again.
Once again raising his arms up protectively in front of his face, the brunet peeked out slightly from behind them, his inky eyes glittering angrily.
“What the fuck is wrong with you?” He spat, but not daring to lower his guard whilst the shirt was still in the blondes grasp.
“You.” Naruto replied darkly, glowering at the brunet. Long, tense seconds ticked by as they glared at each other.
“I’m not going.” Naruto’s eye twitched at Sasuke’s firm tone and his fist curled tightly around the shirt clutched in his hand.
“Yes. You are.” The blonde ground back, blue eyes narrowing as he slid closer to the cornered brunet.
“No. I’m not.” Sasuke replied defiantly, his lip curling into a sneer.
“Yes.” Naruto began, sliding closer and reaching up to tug one of Sasuke’s hands down.
“You are.” Naruto finished, drawing his face close to Sasuke’s, blue eyes focused darkly on Sasuke’s black ones.
A very pregnant silence filled the small, messy apartment as the two men stared each other down, their faces inches apart. The silence ticked on, the only sound being the bubbles in the sink popping quietly into the air.
“TEME!” Naruto thundered, leaning forward as Sasuke ducked and darted around Naruto, tearing the shirt from the blonde’s grasp as he went. Whirling around, Sasuke stood at the ready, leaning back on one foot, holding the shirt up behind his head, prepared to strike down with it at a moment’s notice, the other hand stretched out in front of him in a defensive manner.
Rubbing his forehead after having smashed it into the wall, Naruto spun around and glowered at Sasuke, seizing a dish towel from the counter, the man held it at his side, his knees bent, ready to spring forward.
“Rah!” Lunging forward, Naruto lashed out with the dish towel, snarling in anger as Sasuke swung the shirt at his head and danced nimbly out of the way. Bending low, Naruto twisted around and struck with the towel again, smirking as he struck Sasuke’s bottom, and delighting in the angered sort of squeak the brunet came out with. However, the blonde paid dearly for his moment of joy as he caught a face full of his shirt and a foot planted solidly on his ass.
“I’m not going!” Sasuke shouted, jumping back away from Naruto, landing at the ready, whirling the shirt above his head.
Naruto picked himself up off the floor, and with another snarl, he lunged forward, swinging the towel in an angry arc. Yelling in anger, Sasuke swung the shirt down, and with speed only known to Ninja’s of their calibre, the two spun, leaped and moved out of the tiny kitchen and into the living room, the shirt and towel making whooshing and fwump sounds as they were whipped through the air and struck their bodies.
The battle was intense, however as luck would have it, the cluttered apartment was on Naruto’s side as Sasuke stepped onto a pair of the blonde’s boxers and promptly had his foot slide right out from underneath him.
“Uwaahh! Noooo!” Sasuke yelled, his arms flailing uselessly as he started to fall backwards.
“Heh. Yes!” Smirking, Naruto leaped forward and catching Sasuke round the middle; tackled him to the floor. Straddling the dismayed brunets waist, Naruto quickly seized the flailing hands and promptly tied them together with his dish towel before slamming them down onto the floor above Sasuke’s head. “Heh...” Smirking down at Sasuke, Naruto tossed his head in victory, a particularly smug look on his face. “I win’tebayo.” Leaning down and ignoring the danger vibes radiating from Sasuke, Naruto’s smirk grew even more confident and smug. “You’re going to buy a costume. You’re going to wear it. And you’re going to go to Sakura’s party.”
“Or else what?” Sasuke asked, his eyes narrowing and glinting darkly. Naruto merely chuckled above him, and drew closer, their faces inches apart.
“Or else I’ll tell Kiba about the sound you make when someone hits your ass.” Smirking down at Sasuke, Naruto could tell the brunet was calculating just how bad that would be for him in the back of his head.
Clearly the prospect of Kiba hearing about any sort of noise he was capable of making, was enough of a threat to kill the fight in Sasuke. Heaving a sigh, Sasuke let his head fall back and his body relax in submission. He knew that if Kiba found out, the dog lover would in turn, want to hear the sound and wouldn’t stop until he did. So for the sake of his nether end, Sasuke was willing to swallow his pride and concede.
“Fine. I’ll go to the stupid party.” Grimacing, Sasuke rolled his eyes as above him, Naruto punched the air in victory.
‘All right’tebayo! It’ll be fun Teme!” Grinning, Naruto leaned down and planted a quick, smacking kiss on Sasuke’s lips, leaning back and watching in delight at the blush that crept across Sasuke’s nose.
“But you can clean your apartment by yourself.” And Naruto found himself no longer straddling Sasuke, but rather his vacuum cleaner and was forced to listen to the sound of Sasuke’s laughter as the man left via the window and leaped away on rooftops.
Sasuke would swallow his pride and concede... to a certain degree anyway.
Several days passed and then with three days to go before Sakura’s Halloween Party, Naruto was able to drag Sasuke downtown to hopefully find a costume.
“This is stupid Naruto.” Sasuke grumbled for what could’ve possibly been the eleventh time since they set out that morning. It was now late afternoon, so they were running out of time and with only a few short days to go, Naruto was starting to worry that maybe Sasuke was being difficult in hopes of evading the party all together.
“You’ve already said that Teme.” The blonde growled back, looking around for another costume store. “All right!” Grabbing Sasuke’s hand, Naruto dragged the brunet across the street, a look of determination on his face. “This is the last store Teme! And we’re not leaving until you find something!” He commanded, and Sasuke glowered at him.
The store had a stuffy, cramped feel to it and they could see the dust floating in the air around them. They heard a wheezy sort of voice welcome them in from somewhere in the store, and with a look of determination and firmly gripping Sasuke’s hand, Naruto dove into the array of costumes to begin the final leg of the search.
Nearly fourty minutes had passed before anything really happened.
“No.”
“But-”
“I said no Naruto.”
“Oh come on! It’s-”
“I don’t care what you think it is. Absolutely not.” Clearly, the search wasn’t going well. However, being as Sasuke was turning down a rather accurate and colourful peacock costume, one couldn’t really blame him.
Grumbling about stuck up bastards, Naruto moved on from the peacock costume, but not without giving it another look. Sasuke, noticing this, rolled his eyes.
“If you like it so much, you get it.” His reply was a snort and he allowed himself a satisfied smirk.
“I would if there were two.” Naruto replied scathingly, stopping to look at another costume that caught his eye. “So we could be a set you know?”
“What? Dobe, that’s stupid.” The brunet snorted, and shook his head. “This whole thing is stupid. I’m not going.” About to turn and leave, Sasuke found his arm caught and gave an exasperated sigh, turning to Naruto, about to say that he wasn’t going again quite firmly.
Only, the expression on Naruto’s face caught the words in his throat. The blonde was staring at him with an odd, injured and worried expression. There was no anger in his eyes, but more of a silent, gentle pleading the likes of which made Sasuke’s resolve crumble away.
Heaving a sigh, Sasuke pinched the bridge of his nose and looked towards the ceiling for a moment.
“Fine. But no peacocks.” Breath stilling in his throat at the dazzling smile Naruto gave him, Sasuke inwardly sighed again as Naruto turned with a whoop and dove once more into the costume racks with a whole new fervour. “Look, Naruto. I have a headache. I’m gonna go home. You pick out something and bring it by later.” The brunet instructed after a moment, silencing Naruto’s protests with a firm wave of his hand. “But no birds. Actually, no animals of any sort.” He added before leaving the store quickly.
Naruto stood there looking after Sasuke, his arms crossed and a very unmanly pout on his lips.
“Fine then Teme... Go home...” He muttered childishly, scuffing at the dusty floor with his toe, eyes straying once more to the brightly coloured peacock costume. Giving his head a forced shake, the blonde clenched his hand into a fist and punched the air, grinning brightly. “No animals eh? All right! Shouldn’t be too hard!”
Despite the complete and total lack of good judgement in his decision to allow Naruto to pick out a costume for him, it wasn’t until it was time to get ready for the party that Sasuke found himself regretting his decision to leave Naruto alone in the costume shop.
“Hehe! So Teme! What do you think? It’s your size too!” Naruto was clearly proud of himself. “Pretty damn good ain’t I?” Throwing his head back in a guffaw, the blonde didn’t notice the sort of stupefied look on Sasuke’s face.
Pretty. Was a rather accurate description of the costume sitting in the box on Sasuke’s bed, and but that wasn’t what Sasuke’s brain was busy tripping over.
“...It’s pink.” The Uchiha finally managed to say in a sort of stunned tone, his mouth hanging open as he stared at what he was expected to wear.
“It’s got matching shoes too! See?” Reaching into the box, Naruto, shuffled around until he pulled out the shoes in question.
“....It’s.... pink.” Sasuke repeated again, in a voice that said he was still busy trying to convince himself he wasn’t actually seeing what he was looking at and that this was really some sort of horrific nightmare.
Finally catching the petrified expression on Sasuke’s face, Naruto let the shoes drop back into the box and grabbed Sasuke’s shoulders, jerking the other man to face him.
“And you’re going to wear it Sasuke.” The blonde said dangerously, eyes narrowing. “That was the deal.” He added, glowering firmly at the brunet.
Sasuke, his own eyes narrowing, licked his lips and glanced back down at the costume waiting for him, apparently trying to decide if protecting his bottom and dignity from Kiba was worth it.
Flicking his head back to Naruto, he glared.
“Is yours pink?” He asked through clenched teeth, hands curling into shaking fists by his sides. Naruto merely grinned and clapped him on the shoulders a few times.
“Mine’s the perfect match to yours!” The blonde replied, looking immensely pleased with himself. Not trusting that answer, Sasuke tried again.
“But is it pink?” Naruto grinned again and delivered a two fingered salute to the brunet.
“I’ll see you there Uchiha!” He shouted, hurrying away and leaving a marginally worried
Sasuke behind. Swallowing, and licking his lips again, the brunet slowly turned to look at the costume in the box on his bed again and gingerly picked up one of the shoes.
Holding it in his hands, Sasuke knew instantly that his love for the blonde must’ve been greater than even they knew it was. That was clearly the only reason he was going to put it on.
Those precious few hours before the party passed rather quickly, and soon there was music coming from the small hall (like she was going to mess up her house) Sakura had booked for her party and people were heading to it in varying costume designs.
Those that were already there, were eagerly comparing, complimenting and of course insulting each others costumes.
“Lee! Hey Lee! Lee... Man... you did know, you were supposed to wear a costume right? Sakura’s gonna get mad at you...” Trailing off, Kiba shook his head as he looked the green clad ninja up and down, only to be startled when Lee retaliated energetically.
“Of course I knew!” Lee shouted spinning around amid a great display of fireworks, colours and waves of water. “I am Gai-Sensei!”
At this announcement, Kiba sort of twitched and shook his head, turning away from the manically laughing “Gai-Sensei.” Looking around, he grinned and waved at others entering, the soft looking dog ears on his head flopping comically as he moved.
Shortly he spotted someone across the room that he stared at for a moment before heading quickly in his direction, skirting around other people as he went, the small hall filling up quickly. It was clear that either Sakura had more friends around the village than anyone gave her credit for, or other people, having spent a week listening to all the hype about it, had decided to show up on their own accord. At this point, it was really quite difficult to say.
“Naruto! Naruto... Man... Is that really you?” Stopping short of the blonde ninja, Kiba looked him up and down. The blonde man in question had been leaning across the DJ’s table talking to the man, straightened and turned around, grinning at Kiba.
“Kiba!” Naruto chirped, smirking and shifting away from the table to lean against the wall a little to the right. Smirk broadening as Kiba stared at him, stepping closer. Kiba wasn’t the only one looking at Naruto with varying degrees of impressed and surprised expressions. From the tilted gold circlet about his head, down to the toes of his tall, black riding boots, Naruto looked every inch the Prince Charming he was pretending to be. Wearing a soft looking white shirt, the kind with the sleeves poofing out a bit, white gloves and a fancy looking dark blue tunic with gold embroidering, made the ensemble quite impressive. Topped off with white leggings and, a black belt and sword and an orange scarf around his neck, Naruto was catching many stares and gasps of amazement.
“Fuck Naruto, you clean up good.” Kiba commented, lightly taking hold of one of Naruto’s sleeves and looking the blonde up and down. Naruto laughed and grinned.
“You ain’t seen nothing yet Kiba.” He replied, blue eyes glinting dangerously. He glanced over at the DJ and grinned when the man gave him a thumbs up, confirming whatever it was he’d been talking to him about.
“What d’you mean? And Where’s Sasuke? Aren’t you two like… attached at the hip nowadays?” The dog lover asked, gesturing at Naruto with a fluffy paw. “Couldn’t convince him to come right? Heh… Figures, he’s such a hard ass.” Smirking, Kiba shook his head, but instead of having a string of mutterings about Sasuke mumbled back at him, the brunet was startled to see Naruto looking even more smug.
“He’s got a tight ass too.” Naruto replied, cocking an eyebrow and looking up towards the stairs at the hall entrance before back at Kiba. “And he’ll be here. Don’t you worry bout that.” Waving his hand dismissively, he stepped away from the wall and in a short time, Kiba and Naruto were walking around the dance floor, circulating through their costumed friends.
“Naruto! Kiba!” Spotting Sakura waving at them from the middle of the floor, Kiba and Naruto made their way over to her, Sakura had chosen to dress up as an angel that night and if they didn’t know her true personality as being far from angelic, Naruto would’ve said it was a good costume choice. “You guys look good! Uh… Naruto, where’s Sasuke?”
Despite knowing that Naruto and Sasuke were an item, the pink haired girl still had the habit of focusing her attention on the brunet. Some said she was in denial, some said she simply liked to try and coax him into being straight, and being as the top of her angels dress left little to the imagination, it was no guess what she had in mind really.
“He’ll be here.” Naruto replied with a wave, his gaze sliding towards the stairs every so often. The three danced there for a bit, shouting over the sound of the music, when to everyone’s surprise, the lights quite suddenly grew a lot dimmer and the music softened and Naruto, barely resisting the urge to snort in laughter, turned around and looked towards the stairs, where everyone else was slowly looking towards. Many adopting completely flabbergasted expressions at the clearly ‘unhappy’ person standing at the top of the stair case with the spotlight shining on him (thanks to somebody there).
Wearing an expression totally not befitting his costume, stood Sasuke. Wearing a shimmery, pink, traditionally poofy princess gown, with little lacy shoulder sleeves, matching pink heels, long white gloves and a gold tiara, the brunet glared down at them all in a way that made several surprised they didn’t instantly burst into flame.
Missing the blonde making his way through the crowd towards him, Sasuke began to turn around, determined to stomp his way out of, and away from the hall and set a myriad of traps all over Naruto’s apartment in retaliation for humiliating him.
“Sasuke!” Hearing the shout behind him, Sasuke turned glanced over his shoulder and scowled down at the blonde now standing on the lower stair, grinning up at him and holding his hand out. “Heheh… Might I have this dance Princess?” The blonde asked grinning at him and snickering. Sasuke stared down at him, knowing he should just leave the smug looking bastard standing there, it’d serve him right for this torture. However, as he walked down the stairs with a look of absolute loathing on his face, he mused that it wasn’t everyday he got to see Naruto looking so nice.
Taking Sasuke’s hand with a smile, Naruto lead the brunet out onto the dance floor and with everybody staring at them (most with either looks of glee, horror or amazement) began to dance.
“…I hate you.” Naruto gave a lopsided smile and with glittering blue eyes, replied.
“Love you too Teme.”
Needless to say, their rather romantic entrance and complimentary costumes, had many party goers believing that Naruto and Sasuke should’ve really won the costume contest, however Kakashi and Iruka surprisingly turning up looking like their namesakes, took the vote, placing the royal couple in second. Lee came in third, for as Neji had predicted, everyone was too afraid of his intense insistence that he was indeed dressed as
Gai-sensei to argue and thought that he had better go home with something. Unfortunately, that meant the rest of the night kept getting interrupted by random bursts of various shoujo effects. Shikamaru turning up claiming he was dressed as a civilian earned the title of having the laziest costume and Tenten dressed as something so horribly unidentifiable, earned herself the title of most frightening costume, considering the sounds she emitted from beneath the hideous mask, people were too afraid to do otherwise.
There were a myriad of other prizes given out amidst the thumping, spooky dance music and somewhere around two in the morning when the party finally began to wind down and Sakura called for a picture of all the winners, people began to notice that certain winners… were missing.
“Sasuke, Naruto! Where are you guys?” Echoed through out the dance floor of the hall. But their calls were useless, for Naruto and Sasuke weren’t on the dance floor anymore.
“Naruto… this is… crazy… Any… Anyone… could…” Breathing out in heaving puffs of air, Sasuke clutched tightly at Naruto, his head tilted back, slightly glazed black eyes staring at the ceiling. Naruto’s deep chuckle rumbled against his throat and the rough hand rubbing his groin through the poofy folds of the pink dress grew a little rougher.
“You love it Teme…” The blonde breathed hotly against the sweaty, pale column of Sasuke’s neck. A low, throaty moan escaped Sasuke’s lips and he dragged his hands through the blondes hair, hauling the others head up to his own, he pressed his mouth insistently against Naruto’s.
Perhaps it was the knowledge that they were in a public place, maybe it was knowing they could be caught at any moment. Whatever the reason, they grasped, groped and nibbled, bit and licked as quickly as they could.
Sasuke’s hands fumbled with Naruto’s belt and Naruto’s hands hurriedly tugged the folds of Sasuke’s skirt up. Their mouths slid along one another’s, the kiss slick with saliva, muffled pants and gasps sounding in the closet.
“We need…. Lube…” Naruto muttered against Sasuke’s lips, hands groping Sasuke’s thighs, yanking down his underwear beneath the dress.
“Nn… Reach… into… back… sash… bow…” Sasuke replied breathily, hands diving into Naruto’s open pants. He wrapped his fingers around Naruto’s hard length, pulling a long, heady groan from the blonde. Smirking against kiss swollen lips, Sasuke squeezed the hot cock in his hand and slid his hand along it quickly.
“Fuck!” Cursing, Naruto jerked forward into Sasuke, pressing the brunet harder against the wall. With glazed eyes, he fumbled behind Sasuke, eventually finding the small plastic package; a sample lubricant package from the porn store.
“I always come prepared…” Sasuke whispered lowly, chuckling and licking the side of Naruto’s neck, his hand stroking Naruto steadily. Naruto reached up and grabbed Sasuke’s jaw and locked his shaded blue eyes onto Sasuke’s.
“If that’s the case… Do we even need the lube?” He asked, arching an eyebrow before his eyes fluttered shut and another moan spilled past his lips, Sasuke’s hand threatening to finish him before they even got started.
Tearing off the top of the small packed, he squeezed some of the clear ooze onto his fingers, leaned forward and captured Sasuke’s mouth and with his other hand bunching Sasuke’s skirts up out of the way, he slid one finger into his lovers tight entrance, then a second finger, his eagerness to get straight to the action rather obvious.
Groaning as Naruto finger fucked him, Sasuke released his hold on Naruto’s hard, dripping cock and lifted his hand, first licking the tip of his fingers and then pressing them to Naruto’s lips, watching lustily as the other eagerly tasted his own essence.
Growing impatient, Naruto withdrew his fingers, squeezed the rest of the lube into his hands and hissing when the cold ooze touched his heated skin, coated his cock.
Licking his lips, Sasuke hooked one arm around Naruto’s neck, the other grasping at his shoulder and lifted one leg, set it on Naruto’s hip and when the blonde’s strong arms encircled him, he lifted the other leg and within seconds, was moaning heavily into Naruto’s mouth as his back struck the wall and Naruto plunged into his waiting body.
Clinging to Naruto, Sasuke moaned and slid his tongue and out of Naruto’s mouth, his hips jerking against the blondes with each thrust.
Throwing his head back against the wall, the brunet panted, Naruto’s mouth latching onto his sweat glazed throat.
Hurriedly, Naruto speared Sasuke’s body into the wall, his fingers almost bruising in their grip to keep his hands from sliding on the shimmery pink fabric of Sasuke’s dress.
One of Sasuke’s heels fell off his foot and onto the floor with an unnoticed thunk. Naruto’s boots scraped along the floor, as he sought leverage and their moans and nonsensical murmurs filled the small, steamy space of the closet.
When, at last, after clinging to each other desperately, Sasuke gave a sharp yell and his body froze and jerked and all at one, his muscles clenching down on Naruto and drawing a feral growl from the blonde.
A sudden flash of light however, seemed to steal their moment of ecstasy. The low chuckle after the flash made Sasuke’s eyes go wide as he stared over Naruto’s shoulder.
“So guys… What’s it gonna be… trick or treat?” Asked Kiba, lowering the camera, a rather toothy smirk about his lips.
~End
Title: Candy Corn
Author: NidorikiChidori
It was the last week before All Hallows Eve, or as it was more commonly known; Halloween. The holiday hadn’t always been celebrated in Konoha and had in fact, only really gained popularity in the last twenty years or so, the large Ninja village had been introduced to
it by a town in the mountains.
Of course, the holiday really took flight with children; dressing up in costumes and walking around to get candy at night, it was almost like a dream come true.
At the time, the adults thought it was cute and handed out the candy whereas the older generation in particular, viewed it with a sceptical eye.
However, now the children themselves had grown up and most, if not all of them, still loved Halloween, it had however taken a new turn for them. Gone were the days of walking around after dark, going from house to house with little treat bags hoping for a handful of candies. Now were the times of the late night parties where costumes added a whole new depth to just what could happen.
With six days to go before Halloween, excitement was running high through the Village Hidden in the Leaves. Children were squealing with delight while their parents groaned with anticipation of tiny tummy aches. Then there of course the many costume parties planned for the fated night, one of which was drawing a little more attention from a certain generation of young Ninja then any of the others were.
“Gai-Sensei!” Striking a pose, the green clad, bushy eye browed ninja grinned in eager anticipation, while those he was talking to stared at him disbelief.
“Lee... You’re dressing up as Gai-sensei for Sakura’s Halloween party?” Heaving a sigh, Tenten put her face into hands and shook her head.
“Of course! Gai-sensei is the most amazing! I will surely win Sakura’s contest!”
Clenching his fists and grinning in anticipation, a fire burning in his eyes, Lee pictured himself holding a golden trophy in one arm and an adoring Sakura with the other, his Gai-sensei costume shining spectacularly.
Standing beside Tenten, bearing the same sort of disgruntled, but accepting expression as the bun headed girl, was a man with long dark hair and pale lavender eyes. Sighing, he glanced at her, hand on his hip.
“He’ll... Probably win for most frightening costume...” Neji whispered, both smirking as they looked at their cackling and day dreaming friend.
Sakura’s Halloween party was one of the only things being discussed among the young ninja at the moment. While there were far more important things for them to be talking about, it gave them a change of pace, something less serious for them to think of.
For some of them, the party was something they knew about and planned on going to, for others however, the party was first and foremost in their brain because it gave them a chance to do something they had never done before.
“What do you mean you’re not going! I wanted to see you in a costume!” Ringing out of an open window somewhere near the centre of the large village was a voice nearly everybody in the village knew and at the moment it sounded as though the owner were particularly distressed.
“Sasuke!?”
Standing in the untidy living room of his small apartment, Naruto stared slack jawed at the brunet a few feet away from him, a shirt hanging loosely from his fingertips.
“I mean what it sounded like Dobe. I’m not going.” The dark haired ninja answered
smoothly, his arms full of dirty dishes. Carrying them into the kitchen, Sasuke ignored the sputtering of his blonde companion and set the dishes down in the sink and then set about washing them.
“But.. . But... Why!?” Bursting into the kitchen, waving the shirt around wildly, Naruto grabbed the edge of Sasuke’s sleeve and gave him an almost desperate, searching look. The thought of losing this one chance of seeing Sasuke dressed up as... anything, upsetting him greatly.
“I already told you. I don’t have a costume.” Sasuke replied tonelessly, methodically washing the dishes and setting them in the rack beside the sink, apparently not even noticing the whimpering blonde man attached to his arm.
“You could go buy one?” Naruto suggested hopefully, his fingers trembling in their grip on Sasuke’s sleeve.
“No.”
“ARGH! TEME!” Screaming in frustration, Naruto released Sasuke’s sleeve and with a roar of anger, swung the shirt in his hand and hit Sasuke with it.
“Agh! What the hell!? Naruto!?” Stepping away from the clearly insane blonde, his arm raised in defence as Naruto continued to beat him with the shirt, forcing him to move backwards. “Naruto! Agh! Nar-Stop it!”
Sandwiching Sasuke between the wall, the counter and himself, Naruto lowered the shirt and glared at Sasuke, nostrils flared in anger. As soon as Sasuke, thinking it was safe, partially lowered his soapy hands and peered at him, Naruto swung the shirt and hit him
with it again.
Once again raising his arms up protectively in front of his face, the brunet peeked out slightly from behind them, his inky eyes glittering angrily.
“What the fuck is wrong with you?” He spat, but not daring to lower his guard whilst the shirt was still in the blondes grasp.
“You.” Naruto replied darkly, glowering at the brunet. Long, tense seconds ticked by as they glared at each other.
“I’m not going.” Naruto’s eye twitched at Sasuke’s firm tone and his fist curled tightly around the shirt clutched in his hand.
“Yes. You are.” The blonde ground back, blue eyes narrowing as he slid closer to the cornered brunet.
“No. I’m not.” Sasuke replied defiantly, his lip curling into a sneer.
“Yes.” Naruto began, sliding closer and reaching up to tug one of Sasuke’s hands down.
“You are.” Naruto finished, drawing his face close to Sasuke’s, blue eyes focused darkly on Sasuke’s black ones.
A very pregnant silence filled the small, messy apartment as the two men stared each other down, their faces inches apart. The silence ticked on, the only sound being the bubbles in the sink popping quietly into the air.
“TEME!” Naruto thundered, leaning forward as Sasuke ducked and darted around Naruto, tearing the shirt from the blonde’s grasp as he went. Whirling around, Sasuke stood at the ready, leaning back on one foot, holding the shirt up behind his head, prepared to strike down with it at a moment’s notice, the other hand stretched out in front of him in a defensive manner.
Rubbing his forehead after having smashed it into the wall, Naruto spun around and glowered at Sasuke, seizing a dish towel from the counter, the man held it at his side, his knees bent, ready to spring forward.
“Rah!” Lunging forward, Naruto lashed out with the dish towel, snarling in anger as Sasuke swung the shirt at his head and danced nimbly out of the way. Bending low, Naruto twisted around and struck with the towel again, smirking as he struck Sasuke’s bottom, and delighting in the angered sort of squeak the brunet came out with. However, the blonde paid dearly for his moment of joy as he caught a face full of his shirt and a foot planted solidly on his ass.
“I’m not going!” Sasuke shouted, jumping back away from Naruto, landing at the ready, whirling the shirt above his head.
Naruto picked himself up off the floor, and with another snarl, he lunged forward, swinging the towel in an angry arc. Yelling in anger, Sasuke swung the shirt down, and with speed only known to Ninja’s of their calibre, the two spun, leaped and moved out of the tiny kitchen and into the living room, the shirt and towel making whooshing and fwump sounds as they were whipped through the air and struck their bodies.
The battle was intense, however as luck would have it, the cluttered apartment was on Naruto’s side as Sasuke stepped onto a pair of the blonde’s boxers and promptly had his foot slide right out from underneath him.
“Uwaahh! Noooo!” Sasuke yelled, his arms flailing uselessly as he started to fall backwards.
“Heh. Yes!” Smirking, Naruto leaped forward and catching Sasuke round the middle; tackled him to the floor. Straddling the dismayed brunets waist, Naruto quickly seized the flailing hands and promptly tied them together with his dish towel before slamming them down onto the floor above Sasuke’s head. “Heh...” Smirking down at Sasuke, Naruto tossed his head in victory, a particularly smug look on his face. “I win’tebayo.” Leaning down and ignoring the danger vibes radiating from Sasuke, Naruto’s smirk grew even more confident and smug. “You’re going to buy a costume. You’re going to wear it. And you’re going to go to Sakura’s party.”
“Or else what?” Sasuke asked, his eyes narrowing and glinting darkly. Naruto merely chuckled above him, and drew closer, their faces inches apart.
“Or else I’ll tell Kiba about the sound you make when someone hits your ass.” Smirking down at Sasuke, Naruto could tell the brunet was calculating just how bad that would be for him in the back of his head.
Clearly the prospect of Kiba hearing about any sort of noise he was capable of making, was enough of a threat to kill the fight in Sasuke. Heaving a sigh, Sasuke let his head fall back and his body relax in submission. He knew that if Kiba found out, the dog lover would in turn, want to hear the sound and wouldn’t stop until he did. So for the sake of his nether end, Sasuke was willing to swallow his pride and concede.
“Fine. I’ll go to the stupid party.” Grimacing, Sasuke rolled his eyes as above him, Naruto punched the air in victory.
‘All right’tebayo! It’ll be fun Teme!” Grinning, Naruto leaned down and planted a quick, smacking kiss on Sasuke’s lips, leaning back and watching in delight at the blush that crept across Sasuke’s nose.
“But you can clean your apartment by yourself.” And Naruto found himself no longer straddling Sasuke, but rather his vacuum cleaner and was forced to listen to the sound of Sasuke’s laughter as the man left via the window and leaped away on rooftops.
Sasuke would swallow his pride and concede... to a certain degree anyway.
Several days passed and then with three days to go before Sakura’s Halloween Party, Naruto was able to drag Sasuke downtown to hopefully find a costume.
“This is stupid Naruto.” Sasuke grumbled for what could’ve possibly been the eleventh time since they set out that morning. It was now late afternoon, so they were running out of time and with only a few short days to go, Naruto was starting to worry that maybe Sasuke was being difficult in hopes of evading the party all together.
“You’ve already said that Teme.” The blonde growled back, looking around for another costume store. “All right!” Grabbing Sasuke’s hand, Naruto dragged the brunet across the street, a look of determination on his face. “This is the last store Teme! And we’re not leaving until you find something!” He commanded, and Sasuke glowered at him.
The store had a stuffy, cramped feel to it and they could see the dust floating in the air around them. They heard a wheezy sort of voice welcome them in from somewhere in the store, and with a look of determination and firmly gripping Sasuke’s hand, Naruto dove into the array of costumes to begin the final leg of the search.
Nearly fourty minutes had passed before anything really happened.
“No.”
“But-”
“I said no Naruto.”
“Oh come on! It’s-”
“I don’t care what you think it is. Absolutely not.” Clearly, the search wasn’t going well. However, being as Sasuke was turning down a rather accurate and colourful peacock costume, one couldn’t really blame him.
Grumbling about stuck up bastards, Naruto moved on from the peacock costume, but not without giving it another look. Sasuke, noticing this, rolled his eyes.
“If you like it so much, you get it.” His reply was a snort and he allowed himself a satisfied smirk.
“I would if there were two.” Naruto replied scathingly, stopping to look at another costume that caught his eye. “So we could be a set you know?”
“What? Dobe, that’s stupid.” The brunet snorted, and shook his head. “This whole thing is stupid. I’m not going.” About to turn and leave, Sasuke found his arm caught and gave an exasperated sigh, turning to Naruto, about to say that he wasn’t going again quite firmly.
Only, the expression on Naruto’s face caught the words in his throat. The blonde was staring at him with an odd, injured and worried expression. There was no anger in his eyes, but more of a silent, gentle pleading the likes of which made Sasuke’s resolve crumble away.
Heaving a sigh, Sasuke pinched the bridge of his nose and looked towards the ceiling for a moment.
“Fine. But no peacocks.” Breath stilling in his throat at the dazzling smile Naruto gave him, Sasuke inwardly sighed again as Naruto turned with a whoop and dove once more into the costume racks with a whole new fervour. “Look, Naruto. I have a headache. I’m gonna go home. You pick out something and bring it by later.” The brunet instructed after a moment, silencing Naruto’s protests with a firm wave of his hand. “But no birds. Actually, no animals of any sort.” He added before leaving the store quickly.
Naruto stood there looking after Sasuke, his arms crossed and a very unmanly pout on his lips.
“Fine then Teme... Go home...” He muttered childishly, scuffing at the dusty floor with his toe, eyes straying once more to the brightly coloured peacock costume. Giving his head a forced shake, the blonde clenched his hand into a fist and punched the air, grinning brightly. “No animals eh? All right! Shouldn’t be too hard!”
Despite the complete and total lack of good judgement in his decision to allow Naruto to pick out a costume for him, it wasn’t until it was time to get ready for the party that Sasuke found himself regretting his decision to leave Naruto alone in the costume shop.
“Hehe! So Teme! What do you think? It’s your size too!” Naruto was clearly proud of himself. “Pretty damn good ain’t I?” Throwing his head back in a guffaw, the blonde didn’t notice the sort of stupefied look on Sasuke’s face.
Pretty. Was a rather accurate description of the costume sitting in the box on Sasuke’s bed, and but that wasn’t what Sasuke’s brain was busy tripping over.
“...It’s pink.” The Uchiha finally managed to say in a sort of stunned tone, his mouth hanging open as he stared at what he was expected to wear.
“It’s got matching shoes too! See?” Reaching into the box, Naruto, shuffled around until he pulled out the shoes in question.
“....It’s.... pink.” Sasuke repeated again, in a voice that said he was still busy trying to convince himself he wasn’t actually seeing what he was looking at and that this was really some sort of horrific nightmare.
Finally catching the petrified expression on Sasuke’s face, Naruto let the shoes drop back into the box and grabbed Sasuke’s shoulders, jerking the other man to face him.
“And you’re going to wear it Sasuke.” The blonde said dangerously, eyes narrowing. “That was the deal.” He added, glowering firmly at the brunet.
Sasuke, his own eyes narrowing, licked his lips and glanced back down at the costume waiting for him, apparently trying to decide if protecting his bottom and dignity from Kiba was worth it.
Flicking his head back to Naruto, he glared.
“Is yours pink?” He asked through clenched teeth, hands curling into shaking fists by his sides. Naruto merely grinned and clapped him on the shoulders a few times.
“Mine’s the perfect match to yours!” The blonde replied, looking immensely pleased with himself. Not trusting that answer, Sasuke tried again.
“But is it pink?” Naruto grinned again and delivered a two fingered salute to the brunet.
“I’ll see you there Uchiha!” He shouted, hurrying away and leaving a marginally worried
Sasuke behind. Swallowing, and licking his lips again, the brunet slowly turned to look at the costume in the box on his bed again and gingerly picked up one of the shoes.
Holding it in his hands, Sasuke knew instantly that his love for the blonde must’ve been greater than even they knew it was. That was clearly the only reason he was going to put it on.
Those precious few hours before the party passed rather quickly, and soon there was music coming from the small hall (like she was going to mess up her house) Sakura had booked for her party and people were heading to it in varying costume designs.
Those that were already there, were eagerly comparing, complimenting and of course insulting each others costumes.
“Lee! Hey Lee! Lee... Man... you did know, you were supposed to wear a costume right? Sakura’s gonna get mad at you...” Trailing off, Kiba shook his head as he looked the green clad ninja up and down, only to be startled when Lee retaliated energetically.
“Of course I knew!” Lee shouted spinning around amid a great display of fireworks, colours and waves of water. “I am Gai-Sensei!”
At this announcement, Kiba sort of twitched and shook his head, turning away from the manically laughing “Gai-Sensei.” Looking around, he grinned and waved at others entering, the soft looking dog ears on his head flopping comically as he moved.
Shortly he spotted someone across the room that he stared at for a moment before heading quickly in his direction, skirting around other people as he went, the small hall filling up quickly. It was clear that either Sakura had more friends around the village than anyone gave her credit for, or other people, having spent a week listening to all the hype about it, had decided to show up on their own accord. At this point, it was really quite difficult to say.
“Naruto! Naruto... Man... Is that really you?” Stopping short of the blonde ninja, Kiba looked him up and down. The blonde man in question had been leaning across the DJ’s table talking to the man, straightened and turned around, grinning at Kiba.
“Kiba!” Naruto chirped, smirking and shifting away from the table to lean against the wall a little to the right. Smirk broadening as Kiba stared at him, stepping closer. Kiba wasn’t the only one looking at Naruto with varying degrees of impressed and surprised expressions. From the tilted gold circlet about his head, down to the toes of his tall, black riding boots, Naruto looked every inch the Prince Charming he was pretending to be. Wearing a soft looking white shirt, the kind with the sleeves poofing out a bit, white gloves and a fancy looking dark blue tunic with gold embroidering, made the ensemble quite impressive. Topped off with white leggings and, a black belt and sword and an orange scarf around his neck, Naruto was catching many stares and gasps of amazement.
“Fuck Naruto, you clean up good.” Kiba commented, lightly taking hold of one of Naruto’s sleeves and looking the blonde up and down. Naruto laughed and grinned.
“You ain’t seen nothing yet Kiba.” He replied, blue eyes glinting dangerously. He glanced over at the DJ and grinned when the man gave him a thumbs up, confirming whatever it was he’d been talking to him about.
“What d’you mean? And Where’s Sasuke? Aren’t you two like… attached at the hip nowadays?” The dog lover asked, gesturing at Naruto with a fluffy paw. “Couldn’t convince him to come right? Heh… Figures, he’s such a hard ass.” Smirking, Kiba shook his head, but instead of having a string of mutterings about Sasuke mumbled back at him, the brunet was startled to see Naruto looking even more smug.
“He’s got a tight ass too.” Naruto replied, cocking an eyebrow and looking up towards the stairs at the hall entrance before back at Kiba. “And he’ll be here. Don’t you worry bout that.” Waving his hand dismissively, he stepped away from the wall and in a short time, Kiba and Naruto were walking around the dance floor, circulating through their costumed friends.
“Naruto! Kiba!” Spotting Sakura waving at them from the middle of the floor, Kiba and Naruto made their way over to her, Sakura had chosen to dress up as an angel that night and if they didn’t know her true personality as being far from angelic, Naruto would’ve said it was a good costume choice. “You guys look good! Uh… Naruto, where’s Sasuke?”
Despite knowing that Naruto and Sasuke were an item, the pink haired girl still had the habit of focusing her attention on the brunet. Some said she was in denial, some said she simply liked to try and coax him into being straight, and being as the top of her angels dress left little to the imagination, it was no guess what she had in mind really.
“He’ll be here.” Naruto replied with a wave, his gaze sliding towards the stairs every so often. The three danced there for a bit, shouting over the sound of the music, when to everyone’s surprise, the lights quite suddenly grew a lot dimmer and the music softened and Naruto, barely resisting the urge to snort in laughter, turned around and looked towards the stairs, where everyone else was slowly looking towards. Many adopting completely flabbergasted expressions at the clearly ‘unhappy’ person standing at the top of the stair case with the spotlight shining on him (thanks to somebody there).
Wearing an expression totally not befitting his costume, stood Sasuke. Wearing a shimmery, pink, traditionally poofy princess gown, with little lacy shoulder sleeves, matching pink heels, long white gloves and a gold tiara, the brunet glared down at them all in a way that made several surprised they didn’t instantly burst into flame.
Missing the blonde making his way through the crowd towards him, Sasuke began to turn around, determined to stomp his way out of, and away from the hall and set a myriad of traps all over Naruto’s apartment in retaliation for humiliating him.
“Sasuke!” Hearing the shout behind him, Sasuke turned glanced over his shoulder and scowled down at the blonde now standing on the lower stair, grinning up at him and holding his hand out. “Heheh… Might I have this dance Princess?” The blonde asked grinning at him and snickering. Sasuke stared down at him, knowing he should just leave the smug looking bastard standing there, it’d serve him right for this torture. However, as he walked down the stairs with a look of absolute loathing on his face, he mused that it wasn’t everyday he got to see Naruto looking so nice.
Taking Sasuke’s hand with a smile, Naruto lead the brunet out onto the dance floor and with everybody staring at them (most with either looks of glee, horror or amazement) began to dance.
“…I hate you.” Naruto gave a lopsided smile and with glittering blue eyes, replied.
“Love you too Teme.”
Needless to say, their rather romantic entrance and complimentary costumes, had many party goers believing that Naruto and Sasuke should’ve really won the costume contest, however Kakashi and Iruka surprisingly turning up looking like their namesakes, took the vote, placing the royal couple in second. Lee came in third, for as Neji had predicted, everyone was too afraid of his intense insistence that he was indeed dressed as
Gai-sensei to argue and thought that he had better go home with something. Unfortunately, that meant the rest of the night kept getting interrupted by random bursts of various shoujo effects. Shikamaru turning up claiming he was dressed as a civilian earned the title of having the laziest costume and Tenten dressed as something so horribly unidentifiable, earned herself the title of most frightening costume, considering the sounds she emitted from beneath the hideous mask, people were too afraid to do otherwise.
There were a myriad of other prizes given out amidst the thumping, spooky dance music and somewhere around two in the morning when the party finally began to wind down and Sakura called for a picture of all the winners, people began to notice that certain winners… were missing.
“Sasuke, Naruto! Where are you guys?” Echoed through out the dance floor of the hall. But their calls were useless, for Naruto and Sasuke weren’t on the dance floor anymore.
“Naruto… this is… crazy… Any… Anyone… could…” Breathing out in heaving puffs of air, Sasuke clutched tightly at Naruto, his head tilted back, slightly glazed black eyes staring at the ceiling. Naruto’s deep chuckle rumbled against his throat and the rough hand rubbing his groin through the poofy folds of the pink dress grew a little rougher.
“You love it Teme…” The blonde breathed hotly against the sweaty, pale column of Sasuke’s neck. A low, throaty moan escaped Sasuke’s lips and he dragged his hands through the blondes hair, hauling the others head up to his own, he pressed his mouth insistently against Naruto’s.
Perhaps it was the knowledge that they were in a public place, maybe it was knowing they could be caught at any moment. Whatever the reason, they grasped, groped and nibbled, bit and licked as quickly as they could.
Sasuke’s hands fumbled with Naruto’s belt and Naruto’s hands hurriedly tugged the folds of Sasuke’s skirt up. Their mouths slid along one another’s, the kiss slick with saliva, muffled pants and gasps sounding in the closet.
“We need…. Lube…” Naruto muttered against Sasuke’s lips, hands groping Sasuke’s thighs, yanking down his underwear beneath the dress.
“Nn… Reach… into… back… sash… bow…” Sasuke replied breathily, hands diving into Naruto’s open pants. He wrapped his fingers around Naruto’s hard length, pulling a long, heady groan from the blonde. Smirking against kiss swollen lips, Sasuke squeezed the hot cock in his hand and slid his hand along it quickly.
“Fuck!” Cursing, Naruto jerked forward into Sasuke, pressing the brunet harder against the wall. With glazed eyes, he fumbled behind Sasuke, eventually finding the small plastic package; a sample lubricant package from the porn store.
“I always come prepared…” Sasuke whispered lowly, chuckling and licking the side of Naruto’s neck, his hand stroking Naruto steadily. Naruto reached up and grabbed Sasuke’s jaw and locked his shaded blue eyes onto Sasuke’s.
“If that’s the case… Do we even need the lube?” He asked, arching an eyebrow before his eyes fluttered shut and another moan spilled past his lips, Sasuke’s hand threatening to finish him before they even got started.
Tearing off the top of the small packed, he squeezed some of the clear ooze onto his fingers, leaned forward and captured Sasuke’s mouth and with his other hand bunching Sasuke’s skirts up out of the way, he slid one finger into his lovers tight entrance, then a second finger, his eagerness to get straight to the action rather obvious.
Groaning as Naruto finger fucked him, Sasuke released his hold on Naruto’s hard, dripping cock and lifted his hand, first licking the tip of his fingers and then pressing them to Naruto’s lips, watching lustily as the other eagerly tasted his own essence.
Growing impatient, Naruto withdrew his fingers, squeezed the rest of the lube into his hands and hissing when the cold ooze touched his heated skin, coated his cock.
Licking his lips, Sasuke hooked one arm around Naruto’s neck, the other grasping at his shoulder and lifted one leg, set it on Naruto’s hip and when the blonde’s strong arms encircled him, he lifted the other leg and within seconds, was moaning heavily into Naruto’s mouth as his back struck the wall and Naruto plunged into his waiting body.
Clinging to Naruto, Sasuke moaned and slid his tongue and out of Naruto’s mouth, his hips jerking against the blondes with each thrust.
Throwing his head back against the wall, the brunet panted, Naruto’s mouth latching onto his sweat glazed throat.
Hurriedly, Naruto speared Sasuke’s body into the wall, his fingers almost bruising in their grip to keep his hands from sliding on the shimmery pink fabric of Sasuke’s dress.
One of Sasuke’s heels fell off his foot and onto the floor with an unnoticed thunk. Naruto’s boots scraped along the floor, as he sought leverage and their moans and nonsensical murmurs filled the small, steamy space of the closet.
When, at last, after clinging to each other desperately, Sasuke gave a sharp yell and his body froze and jerked and all at one, his muscles clenching down on Naruto and drawing a feral growl from the blonde.
A sudden flash of light however, seemed to steal their moment of ecstasy. The low chuckle after the flash made Sasuke’s eyes go wide as he stared over Naruto’s shoulder.
“So guys… What’s it gonna be… trick or treat?” Asked Kiba, lowering the camera, a rather toothy smirk about his lips.
~End