This is based off of a story that I wrote a long time ago. I'm trying to revamp it as a way to prove to myself how much better I've gotten at writing. It's also my attempt at writing something a little more casual. As such, it will never be my top priority to write, so I warn you now, I'm not sure how often this will be updated. Anyway...
Plot Synopsis: Naruto, Sasuke along with Itachi and Deidara come to a small seaside town for summer break. Sasuke and Naruto seem to be in a healthy relationship and despite a few rocky starts to the summer things seem to be going fine.. for now?
(Rated M for later chapters, will get darker later, because I can't write happy, I just can't)
The two motorcycles followed the winding road as it hugged the shore-line. Their riders knew that eventually they would hit traffic, but for now it was only open road. A slight sea breeze heightened their senses, adding to the natural high that the onslaught of summer break brings. The road was steadily twisting its way toward the town of Suna, an oceanic resort and college town.
They ran into traffic just as they entered the outskirts of the town, a long line of hot exhaust and steaming metal, leading on down the road for a mile or so. One of the occupants of the first motorcycle popped off his helmet, and shook out his long blond hair.
"Traffic sucks, un." he said, sticking out his tongue. The driver spoke, his voice muffled by his helmet,
"Yeah? And?"
"It's hot!" The passenger of the second motorcycle complained.
"That tends to happen in the summer time," the blond haired one said, rolling his eyes.
"Shut up Deidara!"
Deidara spun around and said, "Make me!" At that moment, Itachi shot abruptly forward a few feet, causing his passenger to pitch back and forth violently. "Watch it un!"
"Then stop acting like immature idiots!"
"Sasuke-kun! Your brother's mean!" The passenger of the second motorcycle whined.
Sasuke snorted. "You only say that because he's right, Naruto."
Naruto gave Sasuke a cross eyed look behind his back.
They drifted and idled their way into town where they followed the line of traffic up to a set of mid-sized cottages bordering a small stretch of private beach. There, they pulled into one of the driveways. The mailbox read, Uchiha Estate.
The cottage was decent sized, sporting it's own guest wing. It also possessed a large deck on the backside of the house, facing the beach.
The four of them parked their motorcycles in the driveway, unloading their things from the saddle bags.
"We call Master Bedroom," Itachi yelled after Naruto as he rushed ahead, pulling Sasuke behind him. Once inside, Naruto paused in the main hall, taking a deep whiff of the slightly musty smelling air. The house had an unused sort of aroma about it, the yellow haired teen decided. Sasuke disappeared for a moment down a long hallway, and then reappeared a minute later with a key in his hand. Using it he unlocked some sort of metal box in the wall, and flipped a switch, instantly the slight mechanical whir of air conditioning filled the air. Then, he moved to the windows and threw the curtains open wide to reveal a spectacular view outside.
"Oh, so you found the key?" Itachi asked, holding the door open with his shoulder as Deidara stumbled through with the rest of their bags.
Sasuke nodded, snatching his case of clothes of the floor and heading back down the hall. Naruto scurried after him. He was unsurprised to see the raven haired teen lying face down on the bed, arms and legs splayed to the side. Smiling nastily his counterpart took a flying leap and landed squarely on top of Sasuke's back. Shifting so that he was now straddling him, Naruto said, "Who tops now?"
Sasuke took a deep breath and moved his head to the side. "Not you," he replied, flipping violently so that Naruto rolled off his back. The blond haired teen squeaked as he fell to the bed. The two faced each other, Naruto's expression enthusiastic, while Sasuke's was slightly apprehensive.
"What do you want to do, Naruto?"
He pondered the question for a minute and then, "Find a ramen shop!"
"Of course," Sasuke sighed.
Outside the heat was blazing and the air was filled with the constant cacophony of shouting teenagers, honking horns, and the dull, steady roar of the ocean. Naruto was always a few feet ahead of Sasuke, tasting the air, and craning his head this way, and that, trying to look at everything at once.
Sasuke smiled to himself, it was a precious thing to see Naruto in such a carefree mood, College had the boy absolutely stressed and on edge.
They only had to go a couple blocks before they reached the main center of town. Arcades, restaurants, and movie theaters lined the sidewalk, facing the water. The public beach was littered with colorful umbrella-flowers, long legged girls in bikinis and muscled, summer tanned, boys. Cigarette butts littered the sidewalk and the sweet, hunger-making aromas of fried food filled the air. Naruto was the first to spot the ramen shop on the corner. It was a little shack, right on the edge of the main street and one of those weird residential second streets, that always seems to have some crap-shoot of a water slide or roller coaster on them.
Sasuke nearly had to sprint to keep up with Naruto once he'd spotted it, and by the time he reached the shack, the yellow haired teen was already pushing passed the curtains over the entrance. Following, he quickly pushed through, and immediately stopped.
"Hey Sasuke!"
Sasuke fought the urge to vomit, as his eyes came to rest on the all too familiar pink head of hair seated at the counter.
"Sakura," Sasuke managed to murmur. Why is she here? He thought, desperately.
Sakura's face was impassive, unsure now of what to do or say. Naruto seemed completely oblivious of what was going on, seeing as he was busy consuming ramen. Finally, she smiled at him, and said,
"Naruto, do you mind if me and Sasuke step outside and catch up?"
"Eh? Sure!" Naruto turned his attention back to his ramen.
The two of them stepped out onto the bright street, and then went out and around the corner to the back of the shop. Sasuke took the opportunity to pull out, and light a cigarette. It was a nasty habit he'd developed from his brother, and one that Naruto couldn't stand, but he felt the situation warranted it.
"Want one?" he asked, offering the pack to Sakura.
She shook her head, "No, I have to be careful now." She smiled faintly, running her hand over her stomach.
Sasuke paled slightly, "Is it..." he trailed off.
"Of course not," she laughed. "No, don't worry."
"So... how's she doing."
"Well. She misses you and Itachi, though."
"Yeah... so... what brings you here?"
"I'm living here now. I'm taking classes at the local college, and doing nurses training with Ino. Also, I'm engaged."
Sasuke raised his eyebrows in surprise. "Really?" he asked. "To who?"
"Shino," Sakura said.
Sasuke nodded slowly. "Well, congratulations, is the baby his?"
"No."
"Oh... then who?"
Sakura sighed. "Promise not to think I'm a whore or anything, alright?"
Sasuke nodded.
"Alright... the baby... the baby is Lee's." Sakura hugged herself tightly, bearing an expression that was clearly afraid of ridicule. Sasuke suddenly wanted to laugh, but forced the bubble of hysteria down with a harsh mental push. Instead, he took another exaggerated drag on the cancer stick, hoping to prolong his reaction.
"Shino's fine with it, he says he'll support me no matter what. He promised."
He looked up and saw that Sakura looked particularly tired and washed out. Life had not been very kind to her since... since... He shook his head.
"Do you think?" he began hesitantly. "That maybe I could see her, while we're here?"
Sakura regarded Sasuke for a moment, and then shut her eyes. They waited in an uncomfortable silence for several minutes until at last she said,
"Yes."
Sasuke breathed a sigh of relief, and made to go back into the ramen shack.
"On one condition."
He froze, waiting.
"You have to tell Naruto."
Sasuke felt like he'd been punched in the stomach.
"Sakura..." he said, "I can't."
"Pfft," she snorted. "Of course you can, you pussy. You can't keep making her this big secret! She's yours too! And if you really plan on making something out of this relationship, then you can't keep hiding this from him!"
"Sakura I can't tell him!" Sasuke, was trying to keep his voice down, and his words came through his teeth like a feral, cat-like, hiss.
"Fine." She said. "Then you can't see her."
"Sakura!" Sasuke was getting desperate.
"No. Not until you tell him. That's the deal." Sakura brushed passed him, shoving a small slip of paper into his palm before walking off.
Sasuke crammed the paper into his pocket, squeezing and un-squeezing his hands. Naruto met him outside the shop when he was done. His face read concerned, but Sasuke didn't feel up to offering an explanation, and Naruto didn't ask for any.
"Let's go back to the house, I'm tired."
The blond teen nodded his consent.
The walk home was awkward and the air around Sasuke crackled with tension. The raven young man kept making this grinding sound with his teeth until eventually Naruto was lagging several feet behind just to get away from the sound.
By the time they got back, Naruto didn't even feel like going to lie down next to Sasuke and instead let his decidedly pissed partner sleep on his own.
Sasuke didn't care if Naruto was annoyed, this sucked. There was no way he was going to tell Naruto. No fucking way that was going to happen. He threw himself down on the bed, and forced himself to try and sleep off some of his frustration.
"I think your brother's pissed about something." Deidara said, as he came back into their room, clutching a beer. Itachi nodded noncommittally, not really caring all that much. "What do you think it was un?"
"Why do you care?" Itachi asked, shifting so that the blankets were just barely covering his naked nether regions. Deidara shrugged.
"Guess I'm nosy, un."
"Hmph," Itachi grunted, reaching out and grabbing the beer from Deidara. He took a heavy swig and then set it down on the bedside table, at the same time yanking the blond by his hair, down to his level. Itachi held them apart for a minute and then kissed his counterpart firmly on the lips, swirly his tongue around against the moist opening there.
They pulled apart and Deidara smiled as he stared down into Itachi's eyes, their was a challenge in them.
"Truth or dare," Deidara whispered.
Itachi snorted, and kissed him again, deeper, harder, more aggressive this time. "Dare," he whispered.