Disclaimer: I do not own any characters in this fanfic.
Warnings: lime scented stuff...nothing too graphic though.
Hey guys! Okay, so I'm really looking forward to this story. It's been on my mind for a while now, and I'm finally getting around to putting on paper. This story was inspired by the book- A Walk to Remember, by Nicholas Sparks, one of my favorite authors. I took the title from the song Hold Me Now by Red. I'll post the lyrics on my profile page if you are interested in looking it up.
Without further to do, it is my great pleasure to present chapter one, of Hold Me Now.
~There's No Place Like Home~
The hallway was dimly lit…faulty light bulb in one of the fixtures on the white ceiling of Konoha High School. It buzzed and flickered creating an almost eerie atmosphere. However the activity taking place within that hallway was anything but eerie. Two bodies were pressed closely together against the dark green lockers. Calloused fingers ran through bright blond hair soft as silk, thin lips captured soft pink, plush ones that, even when moving in passion, were never absent a smile. When they finally pulled apart for oxygen, dark eyes stared into the most vibrant, sapphire eyes they had ever seen. Soft lips parted once again, and said,
"Good afternoon passengers, this is your captain speaking. We are beginning our decent into the beautiful city of Konoha. Please fasten your seat belts, turn off all electrical devices, and return your tables to their upright and locked positions. Thank you for flying Shukaku Air Ways, and have a pleasant evening."
Sasuke's eyes snapped open, blinking a few times to focus them. He straightened himself up in his chair, and dutifully buckled himself in to the comfortable first class airplane seat. With a small sigh, he turned his head, and looked out the window, watching as the landscape began to come into view. He was sure it had changed a little from the time he had lived there eight years ago. As soon as he graduated high school and turned eighteen, he had abruptly left Konoha and moved to Sound City, where he did quite well for himself. He was now twenty-six, and owned his own business…though not Uchiha Inc. much to his father's dismay after his older brother Itachi had also declined the offer to take over and run the family company.
Eight years seems like a long time to be away from home, but in all reality, it would have been longer had he not been surprised by a letter from his mother…especially since sending an email would have been ten times faster and easier. He reached into his pocket and pulled said letter out. He unfolded it, and read it through for the fifth time that day. The letter expressed his mother's desperate need to see her son again. It practically begged for him to return. However, as much as he loved his mother, the fact that she wanted to see him was not reason enough for him to drop everything and come running home. The letter goes on to talk about how the rest of his family is doing. Apparently, his cousin Obito had expressed an interest in becoming the CEO of Uchiha Inc. so naturally a good deal of his father's time was spent training the young man in the way of business. His uncle Madara had finally gotten out of prison, and was on probation till the end of November. However, he had managed to get a job as a bar tender and was making a decent amount of money to pay rent and other expenses.
"Our futures are looking quite bright." His mother had said about these events. She then went on to talk about all of their family friends, and neighbors. The Inuzukas' had had another litter of puppies, The Hyuga's boy was finishing up his last year in grad school, while their daughter had just gotten married to the youngest son of the Inuzukas. Shino Aburame had been working very hard on his degree in entomology, which is the study and science of insects, and the Nara's boy had just become the youngest detective on the police force. It was this particular paragraph in the letter that Sasuke had made the decision to return home. It was only a few lines of words…but it was enough.
"Unfortunately, good fortune can't always come to everyone. It would seem that tragedy has struck the Uzumaki household once again. I heard from Mrs. Haruno that that nice boy Naruto has been diagnosed with leukemia.Apparently, he started chemotherapy sometime last week, I don't know how he intends to pay for the treatment, but I'm sure Jiraiya will come up with something. I'm afraid there's not much any of us can do for him but pray the treatment works at this point." That's all she said on the matter. Before he could even understand how it happened, he was packed and on a plan heading back to Konoha. Another sigh escaped his lips as the airport came into view. He and Naruto had dated their last two years of high school. Sasuke had never admitted it, but he had had some pretty serious feelings regarding the blonde eight years ago. The blonde was also the reason he left eight years ago…which made his reaction to the letter all the more confusing.
Finally, the plane slowed to a stop, and Sasuke made his way down the walkway where he could already see his brother waiting for him. Itachi smiled when he saw him, and walked forward to greet his little brother.
"Sasuke, good to see you, how have you been?" Sasuke hugged Itachi affectionately.
"Yeah, it's been a while. I've been pretty good, I can't complain." Itachi laughed and playfully slapped his brother on the back.
"I bet. How was the flight?" They began walking towards the baggage claim.
"It was alright, a little bumpy for my taste, but nothing too terrible." Itachi hit the down arrow for the elevator.
"Glad to hear it. Have you eaten anything?" Sasuke had no doubts that his mother would have enough food prepared to feed an army waiting for him at home, so he purposely didn't eat anything on the plane, not wanting to offend her by not eating. The elevator arrived, and the doors dinged open. They stepped inside and hit their desired floor, and waited patiently for the elevator doors to shut before the familiar hum of the small room began, and they felt themselves begin to move downward.
"Nope, am I wrong in thinking that mom has already cooked something for dinner?" His suspicions were confirmed when Itachi laughed and nodded his head.
The elevator doors slid open, and they waited till the elderly couple in the elevator stepped out before they themselves did. They walked down the corridor, following the signs to the baggage claim, making small talk as they went.
After finally claiming his baggage, Sasuke and Itachi piled everything into Itachi's car, and made the hour long trip from the airport to the quiet suburban neighborhood where Sasuke grew up. They pulled into the driveway, and Sasuke wasn't the least bit surprised to see that the house was exactly the same as it was eight years ago. It was still the same white siding, the same rectangular flowerboxes filled with red and yellow tulips hanging outside the windows, and the same welcome sign hanging directly in the center of the light blue door. As predicted, he hadn't made it three steps up the driveway before his body was smothered in a constricting embrace. His nostrils were filled with the strong aroma of his mother's perfume, and his forehead was assaulted with sticky lipstick covered kisses.
"Sasuke! Oh my baby's back! Fugaku, Sasuke's here! My baby boy, oh look how much you've grown. Did you have a good trip? Are you hungry? I bet you're hungry. Come on in and I'll fix you a bite to eat."
"Hi mom." Sasuke mumbled against her shoulder. He mentally rolled his eyes, and plastered a smile on his face as he was forcefully ushered into the house.
After a few hours of visiting with his family and filling his stomach with his mom's home cooking, Sasuke was finally able to drag his suitcase up the stairs to his old room. For some reason, even though he hadn't lived there for years, Sasuke's room was still exactly the same as it had been when he was a teenager. He opened one of the drawers to his old oak dresser, and began to unpack his suitcase. In the mirror above the dresser, he could see his bed reflected in the glass, and like so many things have recently done, it dug up a long time buried memory.
Moonlight, was the only thing illuminating the queen sized bed. It shone softly on the two bodies moving gently against each other. It was late Saturday night, and all other members of the household were out, leaving the two boys alone.
They were sitting in Sasuke's bedroom playing video games, and eating animal crackers, laughing when they couldn't agree on what animal the cracker was supposed to be. As situations like this often do, the evening escalated from playing video games to playful wrestling, to kissing.
Naruto was pinned to the carpet underneath Sasuke, their lips moving in synchronization against each other. Their curious touches became something more intimate as their kisses heated up. Before too long, Sasuke was picking Naruto up from the floor and carrying him to the bed. Clothing disappeared, hands and lips began running over every expanse of smooth skin they could find, and soft moans and grunts filled the quiet room. Sasuke had prepared Naruto well, and had been as gentle as physically possible as he pushed himself deep within the blonde's body wringing the most beautifully pleasured sounds from the boy beneath him. This ended up being one of the best nights of his life.
Sasuke shook himself from the memory. Sasuke had been with someone before Naruto, but it had been Naruto's first time...it was also their first time together, which had made it that much more precious.
With a sigh, he finished his unpacking, and headed down the stairs to have dinner with his family. After dinner, he decided to take a walk around the neighborhood. The cool evening air was refreshing. Much nicer than the polluted air of the big city. He enjoyed the chirping of the birds in the trees, and the golden glow of the setting sun. The neighborhood had changed a little since he had lived there. More houses looked occupied, and a few fences had been built around yards, but all in all, it looked much as he remembered it.
He was just wondering into the little park on the south side of the neighborhood, when he caught sight of an old friend who was also out enjoying the quiet evening.
"Well, well, well, look who it is, the youngest Uchiha comes home at last." Sasuke smiled wryly, and went over to shake his old friend's hand.
"It's good to see you Shikamaru, it's been a while." Shikamaru laughed lightly, and nodded his head.
"What brought you back to this sleepy little town?" Sasuke hesitated slightly…Shikamaru had always been more Naruto's friend than his own.
"My mom practically begged me to return for a visit. I figured eight years was long enough to stay away." He laughed. Shikamaru nodded his head sympathetically.
"Man, those parents can be a real drag can't they." Sasuke was pleased that they could still talk as they did all those years ago. He had been a little afraid that it would be more awkward than anything else.
"I heard you got a position in the detective agency, congratulations, that's huge." Sasuke praised. Shikamaru smiled lazily.
"Thanks, though it's not nearly as impressive as running your own company." Sasuke laughed and scratched the back of his head lightly.
"It's got to be more exciting though."
"That's for sure, definitely keeps you on your toes. I guess your mom told you about that?" He questioned.
"Yeah, she actually told me about what most everyone was up to these days, seems like you're all doing pretty well."
"It's been an eventful couple of years, I'll say that much."
"I heard Kiba and Hinata tied the knot. Can't say I didn't see that coming." Shikamaru rolled his eyes.
"Everyone saw that coming." They both laughed at that. Shikamaru sobered slightly then.
"Guess you probably heard about Naruto too huh?" Sasuke's smile disappeared, and he looked down at his shoes.
"Yeah. I was really sorry to hear that…do you know how he's doing?"
"He's hanging in there. He started chemotherapy maybe a week ago." Sasuke nodded already hearing that from his mother.
"I was planning on visiting him sometime this week. Does he still live at the same address as before?" Sasuke asked, trying to make it sound like a casual question.
"Yep. I doubt he'll ever move out of that old place." Sasuke nodded his head in understanding. Naruto had lived there his entire life. It was where he had the most memories of his parents. The place was special to him. He checked his watch, and then looked back up at his friend.
"Well, it was good to see you Shikamaru; I'd better get back. See ya later." Shikamaru waved at Sasuke, and then turned and walked off the opposite way.
Sasuke ended up taking the long way home, which just happened to go right by Naruto's house. He looked up at the old house, and could see a light on behind the curtain in what he knew to be Naruto's room. He stopped in the middle of the road and just stared up at the window. But after a few minutes, continued on walking. Naruto didn't need him bothering him at this time of evening. What would he even say to the blonde now after suddenly disappearing for eight years? He shook his head; nothing would be a good enough excuse, because there really was no excuse for his behavior. Nevertheless, he made a mental promise to himself, that he would grow a pair, and visit Naruto the next day. After all, he had waited eight years, what was one more day?
How was it? Did you like it? Keep in mind that this is a little bit of a slower paced story, it's not meant to be rushed through. That being said, I'm only planning on having this story be a few chapters, so it kind of evens out. Anyways, I hope you liked it enough to keep reading. I'm keeping the chapters short, so I should be able to update in a more timely fashion. Thanks for reading, and I'd love it if you would review and tell me what you thought, even if all its saying is continue with the story. Thanks again, you're all awesome!