Edit 28/08/09: I went through and changed a few things, nothing huge. Re-started chapter two today and it's almost done! Just a few things to check over, should be up on Sunday at the latest. And I've got a third chapter started (just barely . ) as well.
A/N: Wow, my first story in ages! I've been a very lazy author . This is my first Naruto story as well, so I hope you enjoy it. For the moment it will be a one-shot... I have tentatively started a second chapter but this first chapter also works as a stand alone piece, if I do say so myself. Let me know if there are any silly mistakes, as they will all be my fault since I beta'd this myself!
Title: Restitution (Definition - to restore to the former or original state or position.)
Chapter: Chapter One: The Homecoming
Word Count: 2,520
Summary: Sasuke returns to Konoha, after a 5 year absence, with a purpose. A certain blond-haired Rokudaime better have his wits about him, or Sasuke will slip out of his grasp once more.
Chapter One: The Homecoming
In the stillness of night, a shadow silently leapt. Rooftop after rooftop, he sprinted unendingly to reach the darkened tower that loomed in the distance watching over the silent streets of the city which, in a few hours time, would be bustling with activity.
It had been unnervingly easy to slip past the security at the walls and even the silent guardians within the city itself. So easy, in fact, that prickles of paranoia had begun to plague his mind. As he touched down on the next roof, the only sign that he had stumbled in his distraction was the muffled thump as his left foot connected with the roof. He hurried silently across the remainder of the roof, eyes quickly scanning the surrounding area, but saw nothing suspicious as he hurtled across to the next building. All his training, his instincts, were screaming that his arrival had been detected, but he could not stop.
As he leapt upon the roof of his destination, tendrils of apprehension crawled up his spine. He shivered as an icy breeze from the North broke against him, penetrating even the mask he had donned. Gazing upon the sleeping city below, his jaw clenched and, grimacing slightly, he turned to face the mountain. For long moments, he simply stared at each face that had been painstakingly carved into stone. He let out a sigh when his eyes came to rest on the sixth and final visage. The time had finally come for him to make a move in this convoluted game of chess.
Without hesitation, he swung down from the roof tiles to the window ledge below and using all the stealth he possessed, cautiously entered into the office. He padded across the carpet, not making a sound, as he bypassed what most intruders in this room would likely be after; the documents and scrolls that lined the shelves and sat sprawled in untidy piles upon the sturdy wooden desk. They were of no importance to him, for what he sought was in the adjoining room that had naught a window and a single, hidden doorway as its only entrance.
He advanced upon the wall and ran his hand over the invisible seam of the doorway. From around his neck, he retrieved a loop of twine that held a single key. Only moments later, the minuscule hole in the wall that concealed the lock released with a satisfying click. It was as he knelt to disarm the jutsu and traps instilled in the door, that the kunai was pressed relentlessly against his throat by a gloved hand. A glove that could only belong to an ANBU.
"Gimme a break here… You can't be stupid enough to think you can break into the Hokage's office and then walk into his quarters unnoticed?" The cool porcelain of the mask pressed against the side of his neck as the ANBU leaned in to whisper, not so quietly, in his ear.
"Hn," his hand clenched into a fist against the smooth surface of the wall. He didn't want to waste time dealing with this.
"Do you have a death wish coming in here, huh? Man, you're a scrawny thing," his captor gripped the shadow's bicep with his free hand skeptically. "Bet you couldn't even get a scratch on Rokudaime before you were finished off." The ANBU smirked behind his mask.
"I have no intention of killing him," the masked nin growled in newfound frustration.
"Ha. Fat chance, dirt bag! Not even those brats at the academy would fall for that," he chuckled at his own brilliance. "If you weren't gonna kill him you wouldn't be breaking in, now would ya?"
"Who said I was breaking in?"
The ANBU growled angrily and snapped back into mission mode. "Who are you and what are you doing in here?"
"Hn."
"Dammit," the kunai dug deeper into his throat. A rivulet of blood slid down the edge of the blade; paint weaving an unsteady path down the canvas made of pale skin. "I said, who are you and why are you here!"
"Hn." The stinging on his neck was rather annoying him now.
"Answer me you fucker!" The masked nin was slammed harshly into the pseudo-wall that held the doorway to the Hokage's chambers. His face collided viciously and the masked intruder only just managed to avert his face, preventing the impact from breaking his nose.
The grip on his neck had loosened with the force of the push and the masked nin took his chance. He braced his hands firmly on the wall and vaulted off with a burst of chakra. The back of his skull smashed into the porcelain mask behind as the pair surged backward violently. The ANBU was flung bodily across the room, as though he weighed nothing, and hit a bookshelf with a bone-crunching thud. Scrolls and texts alike thundered to the ground as he slumped to the floor. The cracked porcelain mask clung haphazardly to the skin beneath.
Almost immediately, the Leaf-nin began to stir and the shadow was back on his feet in an instant to deliver a blow to the neck that would ensure the ANBU was out for several hours. With a flick of his wrist, the mask was flung to the floor, shattering and joining the disarray of papers sprawled across the floor boards.
The masked nin scoffed at the face revealed before him, "Hn. Just what I would expect of Konoha's Number Two Loudest Ninja… even easier than the idiot." Removing his own mask, Sasuke smirked down at the crumpled form of Inuzuka Kiba.
He was about to resume his task, so rudely interrupted by Kiba, when he froze as the hidden doorway before him rumbled open. Sasuke could do nothing but blink as a rumpled and sleepy Naruto was revealed.
"Th'hell Kiba," Naruto mumbled drowsily, rubbing his hand across his face. "Thought I told you to stop slacking off on duty - huh?" Naruto paused, surveying the war zone that had most definitely been his office the last time he checked. Then, his gaze came to rest on one Uchiha Sasuke, who looked, for once in his life, quite shocked.
"Shit… knew I shouldn't'a had tha' ramen b'fore bed. Baa-chan's always sayin it'll gimme nightmares, but icy bastard Uchiha Sasuke coming all the way from Sound to trash my office - this is ridiculous," groaned Naruto as he turned and began to stumble back towards the doorway, clutching his stomach.
"If that's the way you greet me, maybe I should just leave, dead-last." Sasuke regarded the blond with a blank expression and a questioning, arched eyebrow.
Naruto, who had paused in astonishment at the key sitting innocently in the lock, turned slowly in disbelief, "S'uke?" he muttered as he rubbed his sleep crusted eyes furiously. For a moment he stood blinking, but then he frowned and strode forward impatiently, until he was a hair's breadth from the raven. Naruto gripped the smaller man's shoulders and stared intently into the dark eyes, searching.
The Uchiha just blinked and stared solemnly right back.
"Sasuke, y-you came. You really…," Naruto's eyes glittered and a grin emerged between whiskered cheeks as he sighed the name almost reverently. "Sasuke."
Suddenly, or so it seemed to the raven, he had his arms full of mumbling blond. Sasuke tensed. He could only gaze, perplexed, as the larger nin tried to curl himself into the raven's chest. No one touched him, ever. He was unsure how to handle this type of contact, so he acted on the only impulse that came to mind.
"Who said you could touch me!" enraged, Sasuke shoved the man away.
Naruto was motionless, but his eyes had hardened and his grin was slowly slipping away. Seeing this, Sasuske cursed himself for resorting to childish behaviour that had likely just cost him the chance to talk rationally to the blond.
"Don't… Don't tell me you're here to kill me," Naruto began in a low tone. "Don't you fucking even dare! Not after all the shit you put me - no, you put US through."
His only answer was the tightening of Sasuke's jaw.
"You - You complete and total BASTARD! I sent you that key so you could… but what do you use it for?!" Sasuke felt fear scrambling up his throat and not because Naruto was screaming, but rather at the slitted red irises that glared back at him.
"I - I wa-" he stuttered as Naruto enclosed his throat in his tanned hands.
"Tell me why you're here," Naruto snarled. "C'mon, I wanna hear you say it!"
Sasuke's eyes flashed furiously, but remained a cool obsidian. "You should know damn well why I'm here, dead-last."
"Really!?" the blond leaned in until their noses met while orange chakra began to pulse around him. "Really, Sasuke!?" he screamed at the defiant man in his grasp. "How am I supposed to know what you're doing when you haven't been here for 5 fucking years!" Naruto raged, shaking the slim man violently. "Hell, even when you were here you never talked to me, hardly could looked at me, kept yourself so fucking bottled up!" his hands tightened on the pale flesh causing his now clawed fingers to mar the sides of Sasuke's throat.
Sasuke looked away from his gaze. He didn't want give in, to be weak and vulnerable. "P- Please… Nar-"
"Just say it, bastard. Say you're here to kill me." hissed Naruto, pushing the raven more firmly against the wall. "C'mon asshole, I wanna hear you say it!"
And he couldn't. He couldn't lie, not anymore. The raven released a shaky breath. "No." he whispered, eyes squeezing shut tightly.
That single word seemed to be enough for Naruto. The thrum of chakra faded and the hands on his throat loosened and slid listlessly away.
"I…" Sasuke opened his eyes, only to gaze intently at his feet. "I came to turn myself in. Here, with you, on my own terms. You've finally," he swallowed thickly. "You've finally got everything you've worked so hard for, and I - I'm nothing. I've lost everything," he whispered. "I've got nothing left."
"You're wrong… you're not nothing, you've never been nothing," a soft smile crept onto whiskered cheeks. "And I don't have everything," Naruto replied as he lifted the Uchiha's chin with his hand. "You see there's just this one thing… I had it once, but I let it slip away."
The raven was confused. "So, you aren't happy since you reached your goal?"
"Mmm…" the Rokudaime hummed. "I am, but… that something's still missing. I think I might need your help to find it."
He encroached on the raven's personal space with each moment that passed, and Sasuke was simply trying to keep from squirming under the intense gaze of azure eyes.
"My help? But wh -"his words went unspoken as his mouth was plundered by a familiar tongue. A very skilled, warm and wet tongue, whose taste and sinuous motion had his knees going weak even though he stood stock still in disbelief.
Naruto still wanted him even after he'd betrayed everything he knew. Naruto, the idiot, the loser, the dead-last, was kissing him. … and he was pretty sure he'd missed this the most when he had left Konoha for the second time. He tossed his doubts aside, and joined into the overwhelming kiss. Pressed tightly between the wall and Naruto's chest, tanned arms surrounded him once more as their tongues slid together in a sensual dance.
When the kiss ended, Sasuke was shaken and stood frozen in an incredibly believable impression of a statue while the blond nestled himself into the shorter raven.
"God, S'uke… it's you. You're - you're really here, I just can't believe it." Naruto murmured into his neck, clearly having found a position that was comfortable, for him at any rate.
It was a completely different story for Sasuke. His arms were held awkwardly at his sides above the tanned arms that had snaked their way around his waist and Sasuke wondered how in the hell he was supposed to react. The blond, it seemed, had an opinion on this as well.
Pulling the Uchiha closer to him, Naruto announced, "Bastard, you're s'posed to hold me too ya know?"
"I - I knew that," Sasuke hesitantly placed his arms around the blond's shoulders. "I'm not an idiot like you."
Naruto chuckled against his neck, and Sasuke repressed a shiver when the soft tickles of breath sent a spike of heat through him. "Sure, bastard… whatever helps you sleep at night."
"… " Sasuke frowned. Being this close to Naruto was starting to take a toll on his self control. Warmth was running rampant through his body, and rallying low in his abdomen. He made a move to back away from the embrace, but the idiot just tugged him closer; held him tighter.
Nuzzling his neck in a way that made the raven's breath catch, Naruto hummed, "Mmm… for a bastard, you sure smell good."
The warmth exploded into flames.
His groan went unvoiced as the blond's lips brushed across a sensitive spot on his neck amidst pressing himself into Sasuke to relish in the scent. The Uchiha knew without a doubt that he was definitely, certainly, absolutely going to hell for the thoughts he housed for his one-time lover at that moment. That was, until Naruto decided to add some tongue to his caress.
"Nnn…" Sasuke panted now. He was burning up, and when the tanned hands that had slid down to cup his ass - he briefly wondered when the hell those got there - ground the men's hips together it only fueled the fire.
"Fuuuuck S'uke," Naruto growled, sounding more like the nine-tailed fox than himself. "Want you so bad… so bad - Ahh." He broke off in a gasp as Sasuke slid wantonly against him.
All his blood had rushed south, and the feel of Sasuke's searing hardness through their clothes had him gasping for breath too.
Without a second thought, Naruto hoisted the raven into his arms and earned a muffled squeak from Sasuke that he knew the bastard would never own up to. He didn't mind that in the least. His bastard was just that, a bastard, and he wouldn't have it any other way.
Stumbling as a result of the most mind-numbing kiss he'd ever had, Naruto carried Sasuke through the corridor to his bed hell bent on keeping their mouths and hips firmly attached. Thumps, thuds, and crashes trailed behind them as they knocked over a myriad of items, first in the hallway, and then in his chambers. He dismissed the flicker of worry quickly and with a single thought; at least now his quarters would match his office.
