Prologue - Our future
Disclaimer : I don't own Naruto
It was yet another uneventful Friday for him. No loud parties that he had been invited to, no group of friends who kept texting to remind him that they were meeting up later, no girlfriend that was eagerly waiting for him or even nagging parents who kept calling him to come home. He was alone. Truly and utterly alone. As he tucked the books under his arms, as the other students filed out the large auditorium, he caught sight of his professor. He was dressed in a white, long sleeved shirt with a black pants, the jacket already forgotten. His chiselled, stern face was focused on the tablet in his hands, his eyebrows knitted together as though he was trying his utmost best to solve THE world's difficult puzzle. He sighed a little when one of his class mates, Yuji or something sauntered towards him. "Yo, Sasuke" the boy called out. "I wanted to ask you a question bro" he said, slinking his hands on his shoulders. Sasuke tried not to flinch at the contact. "You have the notes for Professor Saturobi's class?" he asked, a smile on his face.
"Uh, yeah. Here" Sasuke said, pulling out one of his notebooks quickly so the boy would leave him in peace. Yuji or whatever his name was, thanked him, even going out of his way to hug him. Sasuke tried not to blush as he came in contact with hard abs. "Sure" he said to Yuji laughed before bidding him goodbye. He kept smiling to himself even when Yuji disappeared. That was when he felt it. A gaze on his back. He spun around, only to see sharp blue eyes focused on him. A shiver slid down his back and his toes curled in his shoes. Not too long ago, that gaze had been sent his way, though it was in a dimly light room, with only the sound of rustling sheets between them. "Why are you looking at me like that?" he asked nervously. He fidgeted as a hand came to cup his cheek, their bodies pressed flush against each other. He wished they could stay like that. In their own world. Just the two of them.
"Because I'm desperately and pathetically in love with you" the voice caressed his ear and he gasped as a tongue licked the lobe. His hands griped the satin material of the covers, the material between his fingers was not enough to keep him grounded. Feeling a little adventurous and even courageous, he wrapped his legs around that sculpted waist. The person above him smirked as they pressed their mouth on his neck.
"That's not a bad thing at all" he whispered and when the person laughed, he was glad he didn't have to utter the words that shook him to the core. The memories caused his throat to go dry, and for a moment, he had lost sight of those eyes that were still focused on his face. They stared at each other, almost like they did back then. The only difference? They no longer belonged to each other. He watched as another Professor, the ever beautiful woman with long legs that made almost all the male students at the University fall in love with her, walked in. The connection they had was broken once more, and yet again, Sasuke was the one to deal with the destruction alone. He closed his eyes and with the little sheer willpower he had, he walked out, ignoring the woman's talk of their upcoming marriage. If he didn't do that, it would kill him. He knew that for sure.
I know I should've updated my other stories but this one haunted me. I couldn't help BUT write this.
This is a fic where Naruto is considerably older than Sasuke, but because they're both hawwttt, it isn't gross.