This is my fourth fanfic. Am I productive or what? Clap your hands! Please do not flame (I do not find a reason for it so you better not either). I apologize for the possible misspellings and other errors. (Twoshot)
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Pairing: Sasuke x Naruto / Naruto x Sasuke
Summary[New story! Two guys having wet dreams and panting far away from each other. Living in denial is hard but what can you do when you fantasize about your former best friend without understanding why[SasuNaru, twoshot, rated M for SEX and language
Disclaimer: I have no rights over the characters or what so ever (do not sue me Mr. Kishimoto), I am just loaning them and returning to the rightful owner (Mr. Kishimoto).
The World Has Turned Around Again
He blinked his eyes sweat dropping from his forehead. It was only a dream although a very vivid one. He sat on his bed breathing heavily. Fuck. It was not supposed to feel like this.
At the same time another figure rolled and moaned in his sleep somewhere far away. The other woke up with a flinch and kept staring at his clock. Swearing was again present. This is not happening.
He had been gone for so long. The dark haired guy bit his lower lip and tried to calm down the growing problem on his lower region. He was confused. He was not having sexual dreams of that guy. No way in hell. Still, he felt aching in his chest but shrugged it off. He was under stress. Few days and there would be no snakes around the house.
The dreams kept haunting the raven. The fact was that he had not got laid for a long time. It felt like an eternity. He did not even know that he had urges like that. They were not his priority. Now those dreams had awaked something in him and he yearned for a touch. Fuck. The scariest thing was that those dreams included always HIM. No one else but HIM.
The blonde was sure he was going crazy. He missed the dark haired man as a friend and nothing more. He had not even thought about the guy so much until these dreams invaded his sleep. Fuck. He was so busy with everything, training and preparing that he had neglected his suppressed needs. He just did not have time for those. Now it seemed they had raised their head from hibernation and were poking in his pants. He really needed to get rid of this problem.
Unbeknownst of the other's situation and location they moved to their own bathrooms. They felt ashamed for having these kinds of dreams and feelings, and both of them wanted those thoughts gone. Back against the wall the raven slid his hand inside his boxers and started to jerk himself off.
The blonde huffed leaning against his bathroom door his hand moving faster and faster. Far away from each other they both screamed silently as they came into their hands and the only thing they thought was one another. Fuck.
The dreams started to haunt them when they were awake too. Sasuke found himself distracted when training. His mind was invaded by sights of Naruto lying on a bed, flushed and panting hard. He was naked only the bed sheets covering his private parts and his eyes glinted with lust.
Sasuke had indescribable urge to peak under the tangled sheets, wanting to press himself against the perfect sweat covered body. He snapped from his daydream with a painful arousal in his pants. This cannot be happening. Again.
The dreams did not even stop when they were intimate with people whom they wanted to set them free from the frustration. The raven dared not to close his eyes when sharing himself with someone physically because when he opened them, the person underneath him had become his former best friend. Nothing he did, did not make the illusion go away.
Then came the day when he was supposed to go back. The dark haired boy was feeling awkward. He did not want to meet the other boy. Then again, if he did not do that he could welcome cold shoulder from him for the rest of his life. Was that such a bad solution? He was not sure. It is not like he had a crush nor was in love.
He came to a conclusion that his brain had probably anticipated his comeback and reminded him of his former best friend. In an awkward and kinky way, but still. He was so into women, he was sure. Actually not women precisely; he did not feel any kind of feelings for the ones he had done.
He just liked to use women and not men. Women were easier. Using was not liking nor loving. They were just a hole in which to penetrate. A tool for physical pleasure. Like he would ever share himself with some random whores - he was not that desperate.
Sex was merely an act for him leaving him empty afterwards. Was there supposed to be something more? A long time ago he had read that sex was something two people in love do in order to complete one another. What a load of bullshit. There was no person who would really love him for who he was. He had destroyed it when leaving the place he called home and his so called friends behind.
He knew he had to go back and perhaps start a family. Not that he really wanted a one but maybe he could just destroy these feelings or urges for Naruto with it. Two annoying kids and a meek (possibly silent or mute) wife. The idea made him shiver. A lifelong prison. He did not necessary hate kids - he just hated the whole idea of a happy little family and a dog. His ideal -although strict-family had died by the hands of his now dead brother.
The voice in his head laughed at him. What was wrong with the possible escape route? The voice reminded him that it was only an excuse to not to confront his blonde. Wait, when did it become HIS blonde? He was not running away from the stupid bloke, he was just running from life! Well, that did not sound so good. Why was he running? He did not know how to be happy.
He walked to his house after sorting out everything with the current Hokage and other officers. He was still under control which meant that he was being watched. People cannot be too careful these days. He was okay with it since he would have probably done the same thing in their place.
His house seemed dead-silent and gloomy. He went inside and inhaled the dusty air. After coughing a little he decided to clean the apartment. After a hard day's work he went to the shower and there under the hot water closed his eyes. A big mistake.
He saw Naruto standing there in all his naked glory watching him outside the shower booth. He flinched but could not take his eyes off of him. Naruto stepped inside the booth and came so very close to him that Sasuke almost came right then and there.
The blonde whispered "Welcome home, I've been waiting for you." Sasuke's eyes shot open and he realized he was having those kinds of hallucinations again. Except that the hallucination had formed a massive throbbing in his groin. Fuck. Fuck. And fuck.
He decided it would be best to meet up with Naruto so he could prove his brains that they were fantasizing about something unreal. Then he remembered that they were supposed to meet at Kakashi's and re-evaluate the situation. The situation meant practically a-get-together and a new start. Hopefully. Other teams were going to come too and there would be Sakura…and…Naruto.
He headed for his former teacher's place not too happy about the fact that all those people would pester him. How right he was…They were shy at first but came and welcomed him with a pat on the shoulder. He felt like a dog. Good boy Sasuke…
He kept his composure and hoped that everything would be over soon. Where was that idiot again when he needed him? He could have bet that Naruto was as annoying as ever. He was so sure that the boy had not matured at all. Not Naruto.
The door swung open but he was so in a world of his own that he did not notice this. All the attention turned to the door and it was then that Sasuke faced him. This is not happening, he gasped. The guy that entered the room was wearing tight ANBU uniform which hugged his body with all its might. Sasuke had a gazed look in his eyes as he followed the blonde's movements.
The guy apologized for being late, his mission had outlasted longer than he had expected. His golden hair was longer and ruffled, his eyes glimmering trough the bangs. The smile was bright and it almost blinded the raven. Did Apollon just walk into the room? This cannot be the same drooling idiot he was sure to encounter.