Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.
A/N: Newer work, about 6-8 months old.
Original Y! Comment:
Alrighty, this took FOREVER because..... I kinda got carried away :sweatdrop:
Frau, I really hope you like this and I know it might seem like it's SasuNaru, but it's NOT it's NARUSasu, and haha, all the being in Naruto's head for Damaged kept me in there which is why it's mostly from Naruto's point of view and I apologize for the over use of calling Sasuke beautiful *couldn't help mehself* And thank you for giving me the initial spark for the idea this one started with *hugs* 3
*EDIT*
I fixed some spelling/grammar/punctuiation problems and a few plot things in anticipation for more chapters, I'll be working on chapter two later, so sorry for the spam everyone, you dont have to read it again if you don't wanna!
For FrauFleischmann on y!
Crystal blue orbs watched as the pale fingers skimmed fluidly over the ivory keys, mesmerized by their movement as the sharp but soft melody flowed from the stage. All eyes in the bar, lit in a monotone fashion, were on the raven haired man playing the large, black lacquered, piano in the center of the room; even as they ate their lobsters and sipped on their expensive wines. His tall, dark, and handsome physique appealed to more than just the females in the exquisite restaurant and on some level he seemed to be conscious of the fact and used it, moving in such a way as to ignite fire deep within those who dared to look into his onyx colored eyes.
Right now those beautiful orbs were hidden under pale lids, shrouded by long, inky, blue-black bangs that gently swayed with the music. The back of the raven hair stuck up, almost spiky but nothing fancy, unhindered and natural. His chin dropped slightly lower while the tempo increased, the music hit a crescendo and turned darker, more somber, almost heartbreaking in nature before those talented fingers pulled back, executing a decrescendo perfectly. The raven bangs slid back over high cheek bones as he lifted his head slowly revealing the beautiful face that the dark locks had been hiding all along. The soft, creamy skin seemed to glow ever so slightly in the dimmed spotlight he was under. He was beautiful, he was perfect in every way.
A soft sigh escaped sun kissed lips when those dark eyes lifted up, gradually revealed to him from under thick, dark lashes. Those bewitching, endless pools locked onto his cerulean ones from over the grand piano. Midnight eyes seemed to pierce him all the way though, penetrating his every thought as if reading him, they seemed to swallow him whole, showing emotions deep within but only under an icy surface that was thick and hard, keeping their enchanting owner separated from the rest of the world.
Oh what he would do to get the chance to melt that facade, take off that stoic mask and render the alluring man speechless, breathless, exposed. His. His alone to see honestly, completely.
His attention was pulled down to the deft tongue that was slowly running over plump, pink lips which were curled up slightly to one side in a lopsided smirk as the thick muscle moistened the soft flesh just before that deep, sultry voice entered his senses, singing along with the anguished sound that Naruto's body was suddenly falling in rhythm with. He missed the first few lines as he simply watched the other's lips move, making every word sound sensual and just for him.
"...The moment that our skin touched, our lips brushed all my dreams came true... ...And now I can't stop this heartache, this yearning, burning..." He paused, pulling in a small, quick breath, his voice groaning, the sound deep and sultry. "...desperately I'm needing, begging, pleading... ...longing just for you, Love... ...Come stay with me, stay with me forever... just like this... Come take me, lay me down and leave me wanting more... Ah, Claim me because I'm already yours... ...I'm already yours..."
He felt like he was melting, cracking, turning into a puddle of bright yellow and caramel goo under those emotional eyes, those beautiful, dark, bottomless orbs. The words, the music and that voice, that beautiful, lust-filled voice continued to lull him into an illusionary world where it was only them, and them alone; everything else just faded into darkness.
Warm, golden hands ran over that deliciously creamy body, tracing every line, every curve of the lithe, lean muscular frame. A knowing tongue followed those hands tasting, memorizing, rolling up over the taunt flesh until it dipped into the affectionate, experienced mouth. Hot breaths rolled like waves over the chilled skin, illuminated by the soft lighting coming from somewhere around them, heating both bodies up, fanning the fires within them to crave for more, want, need more... oh, so much more.
A hitched gasp, air caught suddenly in surprise while the body writhed with lust.
Another breath passed over the fair skin, lips ghosting just above, teasing with chaste kisses and soft nips. Blood quickened though veins as their pulses increased; now moving much faster than the ministrations that were being lavished upon the milky, flawless flesh that arched up into the perfectly bronzed body. The gorgeous voice moaned out his name, the deep sound rolling over those supple lips breathlessly as he writhed into the attentive body hovering just above...
Naruto blinked, his eyes clearing up from the dream world that he had been delightfully lost in. The moisture clinging desperately to his eyes was absorbed back into his body as he blinked again. He was slightly disoriented having lost the pull of those onyx pools which had disappeared under a flutter of dark lashes. The captivating body increased the tempo again moving in time with the skillful hands as they worked the keys quickly drawing out the emotional music. He was devastatingly beautiful while those lips parted and his voice spilled over those succulent lips, pouring out his heart while keeping everything locked up deep inside. He was a tease, oh god he was a fucking seductive, gorgeous tease.
Naruto imagined, envisioned, just like he did every Thursday, that this stunning man played for him and him alone, that when their eyes met they would fall in love all over again, that their passion for one another spiraled out of control as they slowly became more lost in each other, more enthralled in their lust that nether wanted to part, that they would stay together for all time, their souls melted together as one.
Another soft sigh escaped him when the music ended. The sound of everyone clapping assaulted him, harshly running the illusion and instantly washing away his peace as the disgusting noise brought him back into the real world. The one he was trying so hard to lose himself from.
The raven haired man stood and departed without even a bow, walking away from the instrument that Naruto swore would be his downfall, or maybe... Yes, it was defiantly that man's voice that would cause him to fall, well... fall harder than what he already had. He lifted his drink up, swirling it around a few times in the fancy crystal because the ice melted while he had watched the performance; tainting the tarnished brown liquid before he pressed the cool glass to his lips and swallowed.
Azure orbs moved around the room languidly, taking in everything that he had grown to hate. It cost him two day's pay from the ramen shop but coming here on this night was always worth it. Always. Sometimes he wished he had this life, the money, the fancy clothes, cars, chicks swooning over him, wanting him, but then he remembered that money wasn't everything, it didn't make you happy; people did, friends and family... Love. Nope, he'd never trade those things in for any amount of money in the world...unless he could buy that smoldering hot man...
A pale brow arched with the thought before the waitress interrupted his musings and he turned to her. Bright sunny locks shifted with the quick movement, covering his eyes as he watched her set down another fancy, crystal glass of whiskey while taking up his empty one.
"...From the gentleman over there." She whispered softly, pointing her perfectly manicured finger in the direction of the bar from over her shoulder then departed as quickly as she had come.
Blue iris' quickly scanned the people, the men in stiff suits, the women scantily dressed by their sides, laughing and drinking without a care in the world as they sat on the red velvet stools running parallel with the deep cherry stained wood of the bar. His eyes stopped on the one person facing him, the one person standing out from everyone else.
Naruto nearly fell out of his chair as those gorgeous dark pools locked onto him and their owner slipped from his perch, heading in his immediate direction. He panicked, though outwardly he stayed as calm as he could, simply straightening out his light blue oxford shirt, the same one he wore every Thursday; the top two buttons were undone to keep himself from suffocating (which he could have sworn he was since his lungs suddenly decided to turn on him, Damnit). No. Naruto Uzumaki didn't panic! He was sexy, he was stylish (in his own way), he was wanted, he was a bronzed- ...a blonde, blue-eyed, bronzed god- ...sex god in disguise.
A devilish yet playful, foxy grin slowly spread with the thought. The man he had been pinning for, yearning for, for the past two months was headed towards him. He had noticed him and was coming over to say hello, to tell him that he wanted him, that he need him, needed to know how it felt, that he craved to have his long, thick shaft deep within his moon kissed flesh, to-
"You're drooling."
"Am not!" Naruto reflexively wiped under his lower lip causing a smirk to curl on those succulent pale lips.
Damnit!
"Hnnn," Those magical, slender digits curled over the back of the chair beside him, pulling it away from the small table before their owner lowered himself into the luxuriously plush cushioned chair, crossing his legs as he settled. "There's a little puddle there on the table cloth..." He pointed down at the buttery colored silk sheet draped over the heavy wood table. "It dribbled down your chin while-"
"Shut up!" Naruto hissed out softly, leaning forward slightly as he did so as to not disturb everyone else around them. "I was only drooling because I was thinking about how hungry I am!" He added defensively, flopping back against the chair.
"Hn." The other's reply was short, more like a small dismissive huff. He lifted his own glass languorously to his mouth, letting the rim settle lightly against his lower lip then tilted it up enough so that the deep maroon liquid slid over it, momentarily staining the succulent pink a deep crimson before a tongue lapped up the parting drop. Naruto couldn't pull his eyes away. Oh god, he was even more riveting up close.
"You're staring again."
"Don't flatter yourself; I was waiting for you to spill it." Naruto looked away quickly, turning his head to stare a nothing in particular as his fingers tapped almost nervously against his chilled glass. This was not what he expected at all. No. This was supposed to be prefect, meaningful. He was supposed to be charming and that... that... bastard was supposed to fall head over heals for him.
"So then I guess you aren't the one who is here every Thursday to watch me play?" The raven took another long, slow drink, resting his elbow on the table before bringing the base of the wine glass down next to his arm, but not letting go of it. "And here I was about to introduce myself to the wrong, gorgeous blonde."
Naruto immediately grabbed the dark haired man's sleeve once he had uncrossed his legs in preparation to stand and leave. "Don't."
Their eyes met and it caused his pulse to instantly quicken, his stomach fluttered softly and his body heated up, reacting in a way much like it did when he listened to the other play.
A grin quickly formed on sun kissed lips. "I'm the right sexy blonde." Naruto let go of the crimson sleeve, ignoring the fact that he had wrinkled the folded up cuff, but now noticing that the color flattered the creamy skin perfectly.
"Naruto." He stated proudly holding out his hand for the other to shake when he had settled back into the chair.
"Hn."
There was that damn noise again and the stoic man made no attempt to further his reply, only lifted his glass up to his lips and took another languid drink.
"Well if you're just going to be a bastard and make me guess your name..." Naruto shrugged and lifted his own glass up to swallow down the bitter liquid in one gulp.
"Sasuke." The sultry voice made the name sound like a sin, a sin that he would gladly give up his soul to commit... repeatedly.
Naruto's grin widened and he completely forgot about taking a drink; he was too busy picturing himself whispering that name huskily against a pale ear, his own now coming out in breathy, incoherent pants against his cheek as they moved with each other, grinded and writhed together, panting with the strain of their movements. Now that man, the man he had been yearning for, craving for, fantasizing about since the first time he'd seen him, had a name.
"Sasuke." Naruto repeated huskily still half lost in his own brain. He quickly snapped out of it when a few thick drops of his drink slipped from his glass and landed on his groin. Apparently he had missed his mouth while strong thighs wrapped around his waist while cries of pleasure poured over those pink, pouty lips-
"Tch, moron."
Another few drops landed, completely pulling Naruto from his wandering fantasies.
"Do you need a bib?" Sasuke's eyes drifted down to the quickly absorbing droplets as they stained the khakis the blonde had worn.
"No!" Naruto growled lowly as he grabbed the cloth napkin and began to quickly rub the spots from his crotch. A smug smirk slowly curled onto the raven lips as he watched the napkin move furiously against the wet material, knowing that it was too late to rid the beige pants of the droplets.
"Great, now I'm going to stink and look like I wet myself..." He mumbled under his breath as the dark, moist spots didn't disappear. His rubbing only made them worse, melding them together into one much larger patch. "Shit..." The alcohol gently stung the sensitive flesh beneath.
"I don't live far from here; you can dry them at my place." Sasuke set down his now empty glass, fingers uncurling from the stem as he continued to watch every move the blonde made. Wheat brows curled up in startled confusion as the offer was absorbed into the other's brain. Naruto's expression quickly changed, a small grin graced the tanned lips.
"Alright." He agreed readily before lifting up the crystal glass in front of him and gulping down the rest of the burning liquid in one go.
Sasuke's smirk returned as he stood. "Get your coat; I'll meet you out front." He instructed before turning and leaving the other on his own.
Naruto stared at the retreating back, watching as those dark spikes, (the ones oddly resembling a duck butt now that he looked closer at them), disappeared behind a dark cherry stained door with 'Employees Only' scrawled elegantly in the brass that was mounted on it.
He slid the chair away from the table more, leaving a small tip with the money to pay for his drink. He then made his way towards the front of the restaurant, the coat check located in a small alcove just to the left of the entrance. The woman behind the counter smiled sweetly at him before she turned to retrieve his suede coat, handing it to him and thanking him for his business with them. Naruto returned the smile as he pulled the soft, dark material onto his shoulders offering the woman a pleasant evening.
He was now glad that he had walked instead of using his car to travel the few blocks that separated the ramen stand from this place, the place he had stumbled upon by chance, the same place that he had been drawn into by that alluring voice.
The cool night air hit him, stinging his warm cheeks as he walked down the deep red carpet, protected from the soft drizzle by arched awning. Blue eyes scanned the dimly lit street, looking for a car he suddenly realized he wouldn't recognize as the other man's. The squeal of tires ripped though the otherwise placid night air and he whipped his head in the direction of the sound, eyes drawn to the shining, black Skyline GTR that was coming right at him.
The beautiful car purred to a halt directly in front of him before the door opened.
"Get in, Blondie." Sasuke's velvety voice called to him from the driver's side. Naruto growled softly to himself as he gripped the tinted window and stepped down off the sidewalk to slide into the posh sports car.
"Don't call me that." He grumpled and slammed the door shut just before Sasuke accelerated, screeching from the curb and into the light traffic.
TBC
A/N: There is a chapter two
