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Constellations (complete)	By : momhuey8 Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Naruto/Sasuke Views: 1361 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
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This will actually be two stories. The first 14 chapters are a common beginning. After that, each story takes off in entirely different directions.
The first story is called 'All In' and is approx 80K words. It is an MA rated Naruto x Sasuke drama.
The second story is called 'Constellations' and is closer to 100K words. It is an MA rated Naruto x Sasuke drama that contains a major character death.
I have posted both stories on FanFiction with the intention of posting simultaneously. NOTE: THE FIRST 14 CHAPTERS OF BOTH STORIES ARE IDENTICAL.
A couple of Author's Notes:
1) Getting folks to read Constellations has been tough. I know the character death puts a lot of people off, but I want to ask, if you are thinking about hitting the back button, hit the Reviews link instead. In spite of the death, this story does have a happy ending. So far, from those who have written to me, that is unanimous. Give it a shot.
2) A fellow writer that I specifically asked to read this, declined because of the "OC." I had to ask what that was. Turns out it is Toshio who is at Sasuke's side here in the first chapter. With that in mind, I want to clarify that when Toshio walks off into the sunset a few paragraphs down, he is gone for good. There are three guys in this relationship; seems to me that is enough. Does that help?
"What do I do now?" the blond teen asked quietly.
His dark haired companion swiped at the tears streaming down his face, smearing soot across his cheek. "Go home."
The tears were not from either grief or joy, nor even the wounds bleeding freely about his body, but from the acrid black smoke coming from the pyre before him.
He watched with neither sadness nor satisfaction as flames consumed the body of Orochimaru, his former teacher. Because, it wasn’t as a show of respect, or even a fond wish to aid his sensei's journey into the afterlife that the young man had assembled the structure and ignited it with a Katon Goukakyuu no Jutsu; he was buying time. This wouldn't keep Kabuto off his tail for long, but he'd take what he could get.
Because Uchiha Sasuke was going home.
This morning, Orochimaru had come to his room and explained that the time had come for Sasuke to cough up his body. Word had arrived that Akatsuki had assigned the other Uchiha prodigy the task of retrieving Kyuubi no Kitsune, the last remaining tailed demon. He had explained that this development had altered their timetable slightly and then added, as though it would please the teen, that Kabuto was out getting Sasuke’s favorite foods, which would comprise an intimate little celebratory dinner.
And Sasuke’s last meal.
The full breadth of Orochimaru’s intentions had been revealed at that time and it seemed that his and Sasuke's understanding of their agreement were somewhat at odds. Evidently, the Sannin had his own plans for the vessel and his demon and so, while he and Orochimaru were in accord that Itachi was to be killed, the devil was in the details. Yes, Sasuke's body would kill Itachi, but it was, evidently, also going to kill Naruto.
The youngest Uchiha wasn't one to second-guess himself, and, though not superstitious, he generally paid heed to the signs around him. It was a fact that he’d never been able to silence the voice in his head that whispered, "Naruto." Now, that inner voice seemed to be converging with the outside voices screaming, “Kyuubi.” He took this for the sign to act.
Naruto, for many, had somehow become the center of the universe. Who was Sasuke to argue with the universe?
His, admittedly surprising, opposition to his own death played no small part in his spontaneous decision to revisit the terms of their contract and rip his sensei's tongue out through his liver.
The battle had not been epic. Sasuke had sustained many wounds, several, he was sure, were now contaminated with poison, but either he really had learned much in the last three years, or the snake wasn’t as good as he’d presented himself. Perhaps both.
"You're going to him?"
Sasuke
looked sideways at his companion, but said nothing.
"I'll...uhm...miss
you." The smaller boy ducked his head and reached up to rub the
back of his neck.
As
always, the small action caused a surge of affection to well up in
Sasuke and his lip twitched. He turned fully, his gaze softening.
"No,
you won't."
"Yes,
I will." A blush crept across his face. "Mostly."
"Toshio,
you like girls."
"I
liked you, too." He looked up, his blue-eyed gaze earnest.
"You
liked something."
Sasuke smirked. "Go home.� He ruffled the silky blond hair.
�Take an apprenticeship with a smith, or a butcher. Find a nice
girl. When you�re older make some babies. Forget the last three
years ever happened."
"Sasuke,
I won't forget you. I wouldn't be alive if it weren't for you."
He dropped his gaze, blushing at the admission.
Sasuke
looked at Toshio. In the bright light of the morning sun, the
similarities weren't as...familiar, stopping at the slender build,
blond hair and blue eyes. At night, the features were close enough.
"You�ve
been a great comfort to me, Toshio. You saved my life, too." As
always, the blond's blush charmed him and he relented, holding out
his arms. The smaller teen threw himself into Sasuke's embrace.
Sasuke
closed his eyes and nuzzled the top of the sunny blond head. �Be
happy.�
"What
about your wounds," Toshio asked when he finally pulled away.
�They look pretty bad.�
"I'm
fine. Here, now go find your mother and sister. Take care of them."
He reached into his pack and pulled out a fist-sized bag that jangled
quietly. "Keep an easterly heading, stay on the roads and don�t
talk to strangers. You should be home late tomorrow."
Sasuke
watched the slender boy�s form get smaller in the distance for
several minutes, basking in the first rush of anticipation he�d
felt in more than three years. Then he shouldered his pack, checked
the location of the sun and started walking south.
He
knew that if he wanted to see Naruto, he would have to go to him.
Naruto had stopped coming after him in Sound a long time ago.
Orochimaru, in his infinite wisdom, had put an astronomical price on
the blond head, certain that, even if no one in Sound could actually
capture the Jinchuuriki, the resulting ruckus would alert him and he
could finish the job, naturally keeping the demon and the reward.
But
for all his genius, Orochimaru didn�t understand what motivated
anyone but himself. Just as he didn�t foresee Sasuke�s own
defection this very morning, he didn�t imagine the bounty on Naruto
would keep the boy from coming for Sasuke.
He
was wrong and Sasuke had understood that fact the day he learned of
his teacher�s plan. Two years ago, he had actually felt the pain of
grief as he looked at the stack of notices that would be placed
around the village. He knew that Naruto�s quest to retrieve him was
over. He would never come to Sound again, and not for reasons that
Orochimaru or Kabuto would intuit.
Naruto
would know that if he stepped foot in Sound, every single person in
the village, ninja and civilian alike, would be out to get the
reward. He wouldn�t concern himself over the ninja. The problem
would be the civilians who didn�t understand these things, and who
would think they could take the blond with a few gardening tools and
some rope.
Unless
he was prepared to just hand himself over, Naruto would know that he
would be obliged to use potentially lethal force against innocent
farmers and shop keepers, perhaps desperate mothers and children.
Sasuke
knew he wouldn�t risk it and would stay away.
Still,
he was honest enough with himself to admit that while he had an
uncomfortable desire to rush to Konoha to protect Naruto from
Akatsuki�s campaign, the act was probably reckless. Naruto could
call on the power of a demon; Sasuke would probably be an annoyance
rather than a help. And if Naruto somehow faced these foes with only
his own strength, even with Sasuke by his side, they would likely end
up smears on the landscape.
But
none of that mattered. He'd followed his heart his whole life,
ignoring suggestions, advice, orders and even brute force. He wasn't
inclined to stop now that his heart was pointed home.
Three
weeks of traveling and Sasuke was finally only two miles from Konoha.
He
almost laughed at the irony that this was where the Leaf patrols
would find his dead body. The fever from infected wounds, the toll of
the slow acting poisons and Kabuto were conspiring to make this shade
mottled glen his final stand.
He
estimated that Kabuto was about fifteen minutes behind. Since his
right leg was virtually useless and his chakra was nearly gone, he
knew he�d never make it to the gates before having to confront the
sinister medic.
Maybe
he could somehow spend these last minutes leaving Naruto a message.
He swayed on his feet and considered by what means he could tell
Naruto�what? What did he want to say to his best, his only, friend
here at the end?
The
question ended up being moot, as he was forced to admit that he�d
misjudged Kabuto�s relative location. The snake�s sidekick was
standing fifty yards away. Evidently tired of the chase, Kabuto
eschewed any preliminary taunting or gloating and just charged
forward. Sasuke closed his eyes and reached over his shoulder for his
katana.
When
he opened his eyes, ready for battle, he realized he couldn�t see.
Kabuto, and the rest of the forest in front of him, had disappeared
behind�a set of shoulders?
His
senses swamped his brain. That chakra, that laugh. Naruto!
�Kabuto,
you old fuckface. I�ve been waiting a long time for this.� He
could tell that Naruto was grinning.
�Gladly,
after I dispatch Orochimaru�s murderer.� Kabuto looked pointedly
over Naruto�s shoulder.
�Well,
now, that doesn�t work for me.� The broad shouldered teen tapped
an imaginary watch on his wrist. �You know how it is; places to go,
people to see...� He shrugged. �I can�t reschedule.�
Kabuto
sighed. �Fine, have it your way.� Then he charged forward.
The
next few seconds were a blur for Sasuke as he found himself lifted
and repositioned several feet away. When he regained his orientation,
he realized that a Naruto clone had his arms wrapped around him and
was keeping him away from the fight.
But
it wasn�t a fight. Naruto was now facing the opposite direction. A
log impaled with a single shuriken lay behind him. He stood relaxed,
holding eight kunai, four between the fingers of each hand, his grin
taunting.
�Ooh,
Wood Bunshin,� Naruto mocked in an imitation of someone slow
witted. �Where�d you learn such a neat trick?�
Then
before the medic could even open his mouth to retort, the wind in the
clearing kicked up. Sasuke watched as Kabuto, his arms flailing, came
hurtling from his hiding place in the branches of a nearby tree.
Naruto caught him with the kunai and swung the impaled shinobi to
dangle within inches of his face.
�Hi.�
The smile on Naruto�s face was terrifying.
�Bye.�
Sasuke watched tan shoulder muscles flex as the larger blond ripped
his arms to each side, effectively shredding Kabuto�s torso. The
silver haired nin looked down at his own intestines, most of his body
still hanging from the kunai in Naruto�s left hand.
Naruto
dropped the kunai from his other hand, made a fist and punched a hole
through Kabuto�s head. After dropping the whole mess, he made a
disgusted face and swatted at the brain matter coating his fingers.
�Damn
it. That was a new pair of gloves.�
He
then turned to Sasuke and dispelled the clone holding him.
�That
may not�� Sasuke stumbled toward Kabuto�s corpse, his katana
dragging a furrow through the loamy earth. �He might still�� He
didn�t think the medic could recover from having his brain
pulverized, but wasn�t willing to risk it.
�I�ve
got it.� Naruto then looked to the sky and closed his eyes.
After
a several moments, Sasuke heard a sound similar to when he called up
Chidori; birds, lots of them. His eyes widened as hundreds of ravens
descended into the clearing and immediately crowded around the warm
body. The deathly pale teen dropped to his knees and retched as
Kabuto�s corpse disappeared, some immediately, some to be carried
away, dangling out of bloody beaks and claws.
�Oh,
sorry.� Naruto was at Sasuke�s side, wrapping his arm around his
shoulders. �Hey, you�re burning up. I thought I smelled
infection. That�s what brought me this direction to begin with.�
It
took almost all of Sasuke�s remaining strength, but he looked over
at the male whom he had nearly killed himself to come and see, the
male who had just saved his life. He lifted a hand and almost made it
to a whiskered cheek, before he pitched face first into a warm chest.
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