Fanfic Title: Cleansing

Anime: Naruto

Pairing: Sasuke x Naruto

Author: keadeblue264

Never thought you'd see me write something for Naruto again, did you? ...yeah, I wasn't so sure about that myself honestly. Please enjoy.

Summary: I'll lick your wounds and kiss your scars. Just because I can. AU. SasukexNaruto.

Disclaimer: I don't own the rights to Naruto.

Warnings/Notes: boy-boy romance, real world AU, possible OOC (it's been a while okay), mentions of blood, and some odd form of bloodplay perhaps? I don't know. Sasuke's POV. Sasuke and Naruto are 17. Because I said they are.

~**Cleansing**~

Still getting hurt constantly even after all this time. You never change, do you? I'm not surprised to see you come through the door a wincing mess, after picking a fight no doubt. Why do I even bother letting you walk to my house all by yourself anymore.

You sit down on the couch with a groan, ignoring my glaring at you from the chair I'm sitting in. I guess I'm going to be patching you up again. I get up sighing and retrieve the first-aid kit from the bathroom. Playing the good boyfriend is so tiring.

When I come back, you're rubbing at your wrist, a bruise already starting to show. This latest fight must have been pretty rough. I don't even know why this happens so much.

I sit down in front of you on the floor, waiting for you to give me your hand. You're looking pointedly away from me, and I make a choice for you out of impatience, snatching up your right hand and not paying attention to whatever you said in response.

A few of your fingers have cuts on them, and I can't help but wonder what exactly happened. I won't ask, though. You'll tell me whether I want to hear or not.

The cuts on your index finger are still bleeding and that will stain the carpet if I'm not careful. I don't have much to clean this off with, thanks to your repeated scuffles, so I stick out my tongue, licking up the length of your finger. You breathe in sharply and try to jerk your hand away, but I hold on tight.

Just be still this one time, Naruto. You move around too much.

The taste of your blood is strange but not something new. It's not like I haven't had my own blood in my mouth those times when I got hurt enough to bleed and licked the wounds clean. Your free fingers twitch when I pull the index into my mouth. Another lick with a suck following behind, and I can see your other hand grip your knee in the corner of my eye.

I think you may have said my name, but I don't care if you did.

I look up as your finger slips from my mouth. Your cheeks are red and you look embarrassed with your bottom lip held between your teeth, and it makes me smirk. Before you can say anything, most likely something indignant, I quickly lean up, pressing our lips together, your blood still on my tongue.

You're an idiot, Naruto.


Author's Notes: Health hazard Sasuke to the rescue. Please Review.