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Road-trip	By : Dattebayo-chan Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1316 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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AUTHORS NOTE: So the story for this idea came to me and I decided to write it down. It turned out to be pretty long though so I divided the story into three parts. The mass of text is easier to edit and handle that way.
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Uzumaki Naruto hurried to exit the taxi so he could get inside the airport and book a flight back home. Why on earth his boss had flown him out to Otogakure for a consultation without booking a return flight was beyond him. Then again, Hatake Kakashi was kind of sluggish. The silver-haired man was always late for work and relayed pathetic excuses in a lazy drawl.
Getting back was important, Naruto had an appointment and he had to be back by tomorrow evening. His friends Sakura and Lee were getting married the day after tomorrow. He was sure the pink-haired woman wouldn’t hesitate to behead him if he weren’t on time.

With baggage in tow, he approached a reception desk in the big hall of the aiport. A young woman smiled gently at him as he stopped before her. “Good afternoon, sir, how may I help you?

Naruto smiled back politely. “I need to fly back to Konoha as fast as possible. When is the next departure?”

The woman diverted her attention to a computer screen briefly. “There is a flight tonight, but it's full. Let me see how it looks tomorrow.”

That was bad news and made Naruto worry, but he bit back a curse and waited as patiently as he could.

The woman behind the counter frowned and then looked up. “I'm sorry, sir, but all flights are booked. The first flight available leaves in the morning the day after tomorrow.”

Damn it! By the day after tomorrow it would be too late. How was he supposed to get home in time now? Maybe there were some other means of transportation that he could use?

“Do you have any rental cars available?” he asked.

The woman checked the computer again and turned back to him with an apologetic expression a moment later. “I'm afraid someone has already rented the last car we had, the man over there to be precise.” She inclined her head in the direction of the man.

Naruto didn't have time to turn around before he heard the male in question speaking. He froze upon hearing the deep, familiar voice.

“I also happen to be headed for Konoha. Need a ride?” the man said.

Naruto knew that smooth tone. Even after all these years, he would recognize it even if he were deaf. He could feel his heart sinking, leaving him with a heavy feeling in his chest. Out of all the people in the world, it had to be him. He ground his teeth together in frustration.

Naruto turned around to study the man with an icy expression on his face. The guy was standing a few feet away and had obviously overheard the conversation. The blonde felt stupid. How the hell could he have missed seeing him? It hurt seeing the bastard looking as good as ever, like nothing had happened between them. He was sex on legs - dressed in jeans, a black button-up shirt and a leather-jacket. Naruto wore similar clothes. His jeans were just another shade of blue and he wore a gray t-shirt under his leather-jacket instead of a shirt. A necklace with a blue stone completed his outfit.

The man smirked and jingled with a set of car keys as he walked closer. Naruto glared. This couldn't be happening. Uchiha Sasuke was his ex, more specifically that ex. What the fuck was he doing here? The man stopped in front of the blonde and raised an eyebrow in question.

“I'm not going anywhere with you,” the Uzumaki hissed.

As predicted, Sasuke's facial muscles didn't move an inch. “It seems to me that you don't have any other options.”

“I rather take the train or the buss than ride in a car with you,” the blonde sneered.

The receptionist cleared her throat. “I'm sorry, sir, but those means of transportation are fully booked as well.”

Naruto groaned. “You're kidding, right?”

“Unfortunately not, sir,” the woman said sympathetically.

“My offer still stands,” the Uchiha said smugly.

The blonde took a deep breath and carefully considered his options. There was no flight available. Public transportation was also out of the question. Taxi wasn't an option either. Konoha was too far away and not a part of the taxi company’s disctrict. He had to go home and it pained him that it was obvious the only way to return in time was to go with Sasuke in the rental car.

Could he do that? He would have to spend the rest of the day and the following day together with the person who had hurt him so much. He really wanted to just run. Seeing that familiar aristocratic face only ripped up old wounds.

Naruto walked towards the beach, enjoying the fresh air, the last rays of the sun and the warm summer breeze. Sasuke had requested they meet up. The beach were one of those places were they talked, opened up their souls to each other. He wondered what the other teen would want to talk about. Life was good at the moment. Summer had just begun and the high school graduation yesterday had been great. They hadn't had time to celebrate privately yet though. Sasuke had spent the day with his family and relatives. Naruto had spent the evening partying with a few friends.

He entered the beach area and walked across the sand. The sun was slowly setting so people had gone home. The sound of waves crashing against the rocks could be heard as well as the chirping of birds. It was peaceful and soothing.

Scanning the area, he noticed a shape with familiar dark hair by the edge of the water some distance away.“Sasuke!” he called cheerfully and jogged up to his boyfriend.

Sasuke acknowledged the other with a nod. Naruto came up to him, touched his shoulder and leaned in for a kiss, but Sasuke turned away and crossed his arms over his chest. The blonde became confused and dropped his hand.

“Is something wrong?”

“We need to talk.”

The words and the clipped tone immediately gave Naruto a bad feeling and he stiffened. Nothing good ever came after those words had been spoken. Sasuke didn't even look at him.

He swallowed nervously. “Okay, I'm listening,” he said in a low voice.

Dark eyes looked on blue.“Our relationship ends now. I'm breaking it up.”

Naruto was stunned and shocked by the blunt declaration.“What?” he asked and blinked. The words simply refused to register in his mind.

Sasuke looked away from the blonde again. Seeing the hurt in those oceanic orbs would make this whole thing so much harder. “Don't make me repeat myself,” he said impatiently.

Naruto's heart gave a painfully violent lurch in his chest. He couldn't breath. Everything around him suddenly became blurry.“I just . . . I don't understand,” he forced out.

“We're from different worlds, Naruto. It's not going to work out.”

The blonde couldn't accept that. They were good together. Sasuke softened up in his presence and Naruto toned down when the pale boy was with him. They were very different, but that only made them complete when they were together, like two puzzle pieces.

“That's bullshit. We have been good together so far,” he argued.

Sasuke sighed tiredly, knowing Naruto wouldn't give in easily. He took a few breaths, bracing himself for the upcoming discussion.

“We've been together for two years, Sasuke. There's something you're not telling me. I can tell,” the Uzumaki continued when seeing the way the dark-haired boy features hardened slightly.

“Hn.” Leave it to Naruto to see through him. The pale teen was getting frustrated. He needed to finish this quickly. He just didn't know how to word it.

“Do you want to see other people?” the blonde asked, biting his lip.

“No.”

“Is there someone else?”

“No.”

Naruto felt his temper rising. After all this time, he deserved a good reason for this break-up. “Then tell me why. I have the right to know,” he insisted.

“I'm going to law-school in Otogakure. You don't even know what you want to do with your life. We're too different.”

That got Naruto on alert. He didn't like the sound of that at all. “What are you trying to say?” he asked sharply.

Because of his frustration, the words came out crueler and harsher than he had intended. Sasuke hadn't meant to say it like that at all, but the words burst out of him like an explosion against his will.

“Damn it, Naruto, you're not good enough!”

The shout seemed to echo around them in the tense silence that followed. They stared at each other. Naruto's eyes were wide with shock. He blinked stupidly a few times as his mind slowly processed what was happening and what had been said.

“I can't believe you just said that,” he whispered finally. A look into his sapphire depths revealed hurt and betrayal.

Sasuke cursed to himself. He shouldn't have said it like that. Naruto was an orphan, constantly judged by society as a good-for-nothing. Of course, his prankster personality had done little to help. However, all he had wanted was attention, acknowledgment and love. It had been hard for him as a child, but in his teens his fierce determination had gained him a bunch of loyal friends. His attitude had toned down and life had gotten better. His hard work had finally bared fruit. However, despite his confident exterior, insecurity was still bubbling beneath the surface to this day. Sasuke was the exact opposite – intelligent, confident, rich, admired. Even though he never said it, Naruto had always feared not being able to be the Uchiha's equal. Saying something like Sasuke had just said confirmed the Uzumaki's fears and was betrayal of the highest degree.

“Naruto . . .” the Uchiha began, searching for something to say.

Before he could think more, a hard fist made contact with his face. His eyes closed and his head moved harshly to side from the impact and spots danced before his eyes. Reflexively, he brought a hand up to rub at his cheek.

Through the haze the pain induced, he faintly heard a dark voice growl at him.“Don't you dare underestimate me, you asshole! You're going to regret ever saying that one day, I promise you that!”

When he recovered, Naruto's form was nothing but a small shape in the faraway distance. It was too late too call him back or catch up to him.

Despite the violent end to their relationship, Sasuke came up with reason after reason to justify ending it until he had convinced himself that it was the truth. He had packed his things and went off to law-school. He had graduated with the highest honors and gotten a job at a law-firm in Otogakure. The firm was successful and after a few years, the leaders had made the decision to expand. They had decided to open an office in Konoha. Sasuke was from this town and was familiar with it, as well as one of the best lawyers in the firm despite being only twenty-five. Selecting him to lead the new office had been natural. However, on the way home, he had unexpectedly run into a ghost from the past.

Naruto clenched his jaw. Fuck it! Going with Sasuke was the only way and he was no coward and he'll be damned before he backed out of a challenge. Bring it on!

Wordlessly, he picked up his bag and reluctantly fell into step with the Uchiha. “I'm probably going to regret this for the rest of my life,” he mumbled to himself.

The duo walked out of a set of big electronic glass doors and crossed a road that led to a parking lot. They located their car, a black Volvo S80. Sasuke clicked the button on the key to open it so they could deposit their luggage in the trunk. They didn't speak during any of it. Naruto furiously avoided looking at the other. He wanted as little interaction as possible.
When they were done, they settled in their respective seats. Sasuke made himself comfortable behind the steering wheel and Naruto sank into the passenger seat, looking out the window. The engine rumbled to life and they took off.
Silence filled the compartment of the vehicle and the tension was creating a choking atmosphere. There was bad blood between the two men since they hadn't reached a closure after their break-up. A ton of things had been left unsaid.

“I'm surprised you agreed to this.”

Naruto snorted. “Don't flatter yourself, you asshole. I'm here because I have to, not because I want to,” he grumbled.

The silence and the angry tone were odd. Naruto could normally talk anyone's ears off and he was known for being cheerful, but he stubbornly faced the window.

“Are you going to ignore me during the entire journey, Uzumaki?”

“As much as possible, yes.”

Dark eyes rolled. “I would have hoped you would grown out of your childishness after all these years.”

“Just like I hoped you would have gotten rid of that pole that's stuck in your ass,” came the icy retort.

“Very mature, you just proved my point,” the Uchiha responded. He silently mused over the fact that the blonde was true to form. Calling him an asshole and talking about a stick in his ass was typical. However, that made Naruto into Naruto. No one else dared to talk to him like that, except for his older brother Itachi. In the end, the Uzumaki had gained his respect for his fierceness. Naruto had never hesitated in telling the Uchiha off when the pale man acted overly confident. He had seen Sasuke as Sasuke, not as an Uchiha.

“Yeah, and you're still the same asshole you used to be.”

“You haven't changed much either,” the driver countered smoothly.

Naruto temper rose at the assumption and finally turned towards his companion. Blue eyes shot daggers at the driver. “You don't know shit. A lot can happen in seven years,” he hissed.

Sasuke looked mildly curious ”Yeah? Tell me what you've been up to all this time then,” he challenged.

Naruto's eyes narrowed. He would prove to the bastard that he was not a loser. “When was the last time you were in Konoha?” he asked quickly.

The driver looked surprised at the abrupt change in topic, but he answered anyway. “Six months ago. I visited my family.”

“So you've seen the new City Hall?” the passenger concluded.

“You mean the one that was built after the previous, older building burned down?”

“Yeah.”

Sasuke nodded. “I've seen it.”

“What do you think of it?”

“What are you getting at?” the Uchiha demanded, getting impatient now. “This doesn't have anything to do with what we talked about just now.”

“Just answer the question,” Naruto insisted.

Sasuke sighed. “The design got an award, I believe, so I guess it's not terrible.”

The typical reply made Naruto snort. The guy had never been one for praising others. However, it was a compliment in its own way, and that made him smug. “Thank you.”

Black eyebrows furrowed slightly. “Why would you say that? You're acting like you built the place or something.”

Naruto smirked in satisfaction. “I didn't build it, but I designed it.”

Midnight-colored eyes widened slightly in surprise, then the owner of them shook his head in denial. “You're lying.”

“Are you jealous?” the blonde teased.

“Of you? Hardly. You did not design City Hall of Konoha.”

“You can keep telling yourself that, but denial will not make the truth go away.”

Sasuke looked over at the Uzumaki briefly, scanning the tanned face. Blue eyes looked back at him unflinchingly. His companion was telling the truth. He turned his attention back to the road and sighed in resignation. “So you're an architect. That means you went to college,” he commented.

Azure orbs rolled. “Yes, thank you, Captain Obvious.”

That was interesting news. Sasuke had never known Naruto had the money for that, or the grades for that matter. “How?” he asked.

The passenger shrugged. “I got a decent grade on the tests, and it turns out my parents had created a trust-fund for me before they died. I got access to it when I started studying at the university.”

Sasuke was confused. He had had no idea about all this. “I thought you didn't have any plans for after high school?”

“You didn't stick around long enough to find out, now did you?” the blonde countered in a chilly tone filled with remembered hurt.

Unable to deny the truth of that statement, the driver didn't offer much of a comment in return. “Hn,” was all.

“You never even asked. You just made your own assumptions.”
Sasuke didn’t reply. He let everything Naruto had told him sink in while their conversation made a short pause.

“Why didn't you tell me?” the Uchiha asked curiously after a while.

“I wanted it to be a surprise. You had the best grades in our class so you could atted any school you wanted too. I hoped we could try to get into the same school. I planned to tell you that time on the beach, but I got so caught up in our conversation that I didn't think about it. It was for the best in the end though. The truth came out at last,” the Uzumaki said bitterly.

Sasuke didn't say anything to that. What could he say? All he knew was that all this new information was seriously messing with his head.

“What business do you have in Konoha anyway?” the blonde asked. He didn't want to talk about the past anymore. He could do without the painful reminders. Being so close to the jerk that had hurt him was more than enough.

“I'm moving back. I got a new job and my family still lives there.”

Naruto groaned unhappily. “Great, now I might actually run into you in town. Fantastic.”

They didn't say anymore after that. The blonde looked out the window and studied the scenery for a while before he leaned back in his seat to sleep. In the stillness that followed, thoughts started circling in Sasuke's mind. Where were the loudmouth, the prankster, and the idiot he remembered? He suspected the blonde's playful nature was still there under the surface, but he was successful now and not quite as immature as he had been in his teens. That was unexpected.

You didn't stick around long enough to find out, now did you?

The words were true. Despite that fact that Naruto had been a great person and that Uchiha had loved him, it hadn't been enough. Their relationship had been great, but it had been time to start growing up. Sasuke had had the Uchiha name to live up to. He had assumed the blonde was doomed to fail in life and wouldn’t fit into his life anymore. He had proceeded to cruelly tell the Uzumaki that he wasn't good enough. Had he made his judgment too quick?

It started to rain. For hours it made clattering sounds against the metal of the vehicle. The sky was a dull gray. It slowly got darker and darker. After a long period of driving, Sasuke felt his eyelids get heavy and decided they should stop for the night.

He drove off the highway onto a smaller road, leading to a small village. It turned out be a wise decision, because in that moment, the rain started pouring down. It was greatly obscuring the vision through the windshield. Driving further in that would be dangerous.

He managed to follow signs that pointed out the way to a motel. He located a parking space and turned of the car. He froze when he turned to wake Naruto up. He had forgotten how fascinating it was seeing the Uzumaki asleep. When awake he was loud, cheerful and energetic. When sleeping he was calm, still, silent, peaceful and beautiful. Sasuke swallowed at seeing Naruto's angelic face. Then he wanted to smack himself, hating the turmoil of emotions the blonde stirred up inside of him.

He braced himself and gently shook the passenger's shoulder. Naruto awoke with a jerk and looked around a bit bewildered.

“We're at a motel,” the Uchiha explained.

The blonde took in his surroundings and then made a face when he noticed the weather, but he wordlessly got out of the car. The pair quickly retrieved the luggage they would need for the night and left the unnecessary things in the car.

They crossed the parking hurriedly to reach the protection of the building. Despite the downpour, it felt nice to inhale some fresh air after so many hours in the car.

They blinked against the sharp light as they entered the lobby. They stepped up to the counter and informed a male receptionist that they required two single rooms for the night.

“I'm sorry, gentlemen, but we only have one room available.”

Naruto couldn't accept that. It was bad enough to go on a road-trip with the bastard. He would not share a room with him too. “Is there any other motel or something nearby?” he asked.

“There is another motel about thirty minutes away,” the man informed. “However, I would advise you to stay here, considering the weather.”

“I'm not going anywhere,” the Uchiha stated firmly.

Naruto was forced to agree. After all, going out in that weather would be unreasonable and unsafe. “Fine, we'll take the room,” he muttered and privately cursed his day of misfortune.

The receptionist smiled. “Wonderful, sir. Let me just say-”

Naruto cut him off. “Let me guess. There's only one bed in the room?” he asked sarcastically.

The man behind the desk blinked in surprise. “How did you know?”

“Because this day just keeps getting better and better,” the Uzumaki grumbled and took the key from the dumfounded receptionist. He started walking towards the elevator, leaving Sasuke behind to pay for the room. He figured the prick deserved it. Besides, the guy was rich anyway.

Upon entering the room, Naruto saw that the bed was of king size, so they wouldn't have to sleep too close. He doubted anyone of them would agree on sleeping on the floor and the couch was too small to sleep in. Other than that, the room typically consisted of a closet, a table with two chairs and nightstands for both sides of the bed. There was also a bathroom of course.

His companion soon entered the room as well. They got settled in the room in silence. Sasuke didn't know what to say and Naruto felt he had nothing of value to say in the first place. The memories of their relationship hurt. Sasuke had been his first everything – first rival, first best friend, first crush, first kiss, first lover. The Uchiha had been his everything and then he had been dumped like yesterday's trash.

Naruto later found his stomach protesting against the lack of nourishment with a gurgling sound. “Are you hungry?” he asked his roommate.

“Yeah, let's contact room service.”

“I wonder if they have ramen,” Naruto said thoughtfully as he searched the desk for the menu and the number to room service.

“You still eat that stuff? You're going to get a heart attack one day.”

“Why would you care, jerk?”

As usual, Sasuke didn't really provide any answers or an inclination to what he was thinking. “Hn,” was all he offered.

They blonde ignored him and contacted room service. The place didn't have ramen, but Naruto ordered some pasta instead and Sasuke decided to eat a tomato sallad. They sat opposite each other at the table and made a bit of smalltalk to fill the silence. They were both on their best behavior due to an unspoken truce since they were stuck with each other after all. It was nice not arguing too much for a change as well. Naruto found himself informing Sasuke about what had happened to all of their friends.
Haruno Sakura was a successful doctor at Konoha Hospital. She was together with their old comrade, Lee, an expert in martial arts who owned the local dojo. Their weeding day was the day after tomorrow. A close friend to the blonde, Inuzuka Kiba was a trusted veterinarian in town. The dog-lover's girlfriend Hyuuga Hinata was a nurse and worked at the same hospital as Sakura. Yamanka Ino also worked there as a nurse, and she had somehow managed to seduce the lazy computer analyzer Nara Shikamaru. Akimichi Chouji ran the best restaurant in town. Hyuuga Neji was a talented business man. The long-haired brunette's girlfriend Tenten was a weapon specialist working for the police. Shino had always been an odd character, and still was. He had educated himself to be an optician. Gaara was Gaara. Despite his reserved personality, he was a renowned psychiatrist.

When it became late, the duo thought it would be wise to get some rest. They went to their respective bags and started changing. Sasuke couldn't keep from glancing at his ex. He froze in the process of taking off his t-shirt as more and more of that golden skin and muscled extremities were revealed. The guy had a nice body. Memories of how smooth and warm that skin was and how it tasted washed over him. He remembered how it had felt when those caramel-colored limbs were tangled together with his own pale ones during heated nights. It had been warm and comforting. Only the blonde had been able to make him feel that way. He had always touched Sasuke like he was the most precious thing in the world.

Naruto felt that burning gaze fixate on him. He tried to ignore it at first, but patience was not one of his strengths. He was standing in only underwear as he glared.

“See something you like?” he snapped.

Sasuke was awoken from his trance and snorted. “Idiot.”

“Whatever you say, stupid jerk.”

“Hn.”

Naruto turned away and smirked slightly as he pulled on a pair of sweatpants to sleep in. No matter what Sasuke said, it was obvious that physical attraction was still there. That was interesting.

Wordlessly, Sasuke also changed. He put on pajama pants and a t-shirt. They settled in the bed, sleeping back-to-back as far away from each other as possible.

AUTHORS NOTE: Part two will be up shortly! XD
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