His Beautiful Eyes – Naruto's Story
As the night broke in over London, everything gradually went still and went to sleep. The streets were deserted in these corners of the city. But in other corners, life only just began after nightfall. Here, pubs and bars opened their doors to the people of the night, prostitutes lingered around, addressing random by passers, coquetting and teasing. Barmen stood at the doors of their shops and beckoned in anybody willing to. Shady strangers sat hunched at tables, playing cards and placing bets during street fights.
A door of one of the bars opened suddenly. "And don't you ever show your face here again, or I'll seriously turn you in!", a fat man with a quite considerable moustache shouted. He shoved a blonde boy out of his shop roughly. The boy struggled himself free from the barman's iron grip and glared at him with furious blue eyes. Then he turned and ran off into the night.
x x x
Naruto stopped, panting, and leant against a house wall. He had been caught stealing again. If he didn't start to be more careful, he'd definitely get caught. And then the Bobbie's would throw him into some home for delinquent youngsters where they beat you up and make you starve and then break you. He had seen what those homes did to people, and he didn't like it.
His stomach grumbled. God, I'm hungry… He needed something to eat, and soon. When was the last meal he had had – two days ago, or maybe three? Naruto had lost count. Fear and hunger overtook him and he stumbled on. Where should he go? The thought of another night on the streets made him shiver. He hated the streets; they were full of pain drowned by alcohol and greed driven by poverty.
Naruto wanted to run away. He wanted to run away from all the suffering here, from all the jeering faces that haunted him every night. He wanted to escape from his memories of the orphanage. He wanted to escape from the other children who hated him for his scars on his cheeks, who laughed at him because he was different.
Then suddenly his legs collapsed under him. He couldn't feel his feet anymore; it felt like he was drifting away… He fell against a door. He didn't care. He didn't know where he was, who he was, why he was there, he just wanted to sleep. He wanted to sleep and never wake up. Naruto opened his eyes one last time and saw a shadow over him, saying something. Then everything went black.
x x x
"Hey…. Hey!"
Naruto opened his eyes.
"Hey, are you alright?"
A young man with black hair was bending over him. He had the darkest eyes Naruto had ever seen.
"Are you alright?", the young man asked again.
"Wh-where am I?"
"You fell unconscious and I found you in front of my door. You gave me quite a fright, you know. What is one of your kind doing in these parts of London? Aren't you supposed to stay in East Side?"
Naruto suddenly realized where he was. The ceiling of the room he was in had beautifully made frescos, and the bed he was lying in seemed to be made out of a piece of cloud, it was so soft. Obviously not East Side. He was in the rich quarters of a West Sider.
"I'm-I'm terribly sorry! I-I didn't realize – I didn't want to be intruding, Sir, I will leave immediately, b-but please, please don't tell… I-I'll do anything to…" Tears welled up in Naruto's eyes; he didn't want to go to one of the homes, he didn't want to end up like the other before him.
It seemed that he had said the last thought aloud, for the black haired man pushed him gently down to the bed again: "Calm down, boy. Nobody's going to hurt you. Now, why don't you lie down again and get some sleep? We will talk later, when you have recovered a little."
Naruto nodded weakly. The raven's voice was so soothing he couldn't help but believe him. He drifted back to an uneasy sleep.
x x x
The next morning Naruto found himself propped up in bed with a steaming cup of tea in front of him and a little old maid bustling around, trying to make him as comfortable as possible. She eyed him suspiciously; obviously she didn't approve of him being there.
Around noon the young man with the black hair and silky voice came to see him. He said his name was Sasuke. He was a foreigner; his mother and father had come to England before he was born, and he had grown up here, in London. Naruto stared at him, fascinated. There was something mysterious about him, but Naruto couldn't put his finger on what. He guessed it was the fact that he was a foreigner. He told him so, and Sasuke smiled gently and caressed his cheek lightly. Then he pulled away, looking surprised at what he had done. Naruto blushed. It had felt good to be near Sasuke, for some reason, but he didn't know why.
As the days passed, Naruto felt better and better, his fever was gone and he was able to move around the apartment freely. It wasn't big, but it was warm and cosy, despite the lack of furniture. Naruto liked to spend his time inventing chairs and people sitting in them, eating and chattering. Sasuke didn't turn up so often after his visit that other morning, so it could be lonely at times. Naruto realized he missed the raven haired man. It was nice to have him as company, even though he never talked much; Naruto did most of the talking.
Then one evening he was called to the drawing room where he was told that Sasuke was waiting for him. Sasuke stood up the moment he saw Naruto coming and fidgeted around nervously, playing with the hem of his shirt. Naruto looked at him surprised. It wasn't normal for Sasuke to act like this. Sasuke was always calm and controlled, but never nervous.
"You called, Sir?"
Sasuke flinched.
"I asked you not to call me that, didn't I? It doesn't feel right to be talked to that way when I know you are – what, one or two years younger than me."
Naruto smiled gently. His voice is smooth, like the velvet on his favourite chair.
"Well, Si—I mean, Sasuke, I thought I ought to call you that since you saved my life and let me stay at your house and everything. I mean surely you have better things to do than taking care of stray kids you've picked up from the street. But you see I'm so grateful for everything and I wanted to tha-thank you for all y-you did and…"
Naruto's voice broke. He drew a shuddering breath as tears welled up in his eyes. He just wanted Sasuke to keep him. He didn't want to leave. He didn't want to be alone anymore. He-
Suddenly he felt strong arms that wrapped around him. Sasuke hugged him tightly and held him like that for some time, soothing the pain in Naruto's chest.
"Hush now, hush. Don't cry, everything is fine. I'm sorry that I haven't been visiting lately, it's just that…" Sasuke sighed. "It's just that I can't bear being around you for too long, it's impossible."
Naruto released himself from the brunet's embrace and made a few steps backward.
"Why? Do I displease you? Do you not like my presence? I-I swear, I can change, just don't hate me, I beg you, please don't leave me, I-"
"What? No, no, I don't hate you", Sasuke answered, surprised. "And that's just it. Naruto, I… I think – I think I love you."
The words hovered in the air as silence broke over the two. Only Naruto's quiet tears flowed down his cheeks and down his shirt. Naruto didn't know what to think. He couldn't think. All he could see was a blushing Sasuke.
The blonde now took a few steps towards the other man. He stretched out a slightly shaking hand and touched Sasuke's face. Sasuke laid his hand on Naruto's. Warmth spread into Naruto's body from where the raven's hand had touched him.
"Really?" Naruto looked at Sasuke with a questioning expression.
"Really."
Sasuke bent over and his lips touched the blonde's ones ever so slightly. It was no more than a little peck, but for Naruto it was like a fire had exploded inside him. He now knew it was what he had wanted for a long time. It felt good being loved.
x x x
A kiss on the forehead made Naruto open his eyes. Sasuke smiled at him warmly and bent down to kiss him again.
"Wake up, sleepyhead. We have some work to do."
The blonde groaned sleepily. "What do you mean?"
"Since you're going to stay with me, I thought you should start working, too. To be precise, you will start working for me. I want you to be my assistant."
"Oh", Naruto said very intelligently. Sasuke smirked.
"Ah, of course. You don't even know what I do. I should have known. Naruto, I run a hypnotism show."
Naruto was immediately wide awake. "Eh? Really? Whoa, that's awesome! How do you-"
"I'm not proud of it, you know. To be honest, I hate my ability."
"…Why?", the blonde asked confusedly. Why would such a great talent be anything but positive?
"The ability to hypnotize is what one could call something that runs in my family. Many call us frauds and liars, but as incredible as it seems, it's actually true. As wonderful as it may seem, hypnotism has brought nothing but pain to my family. Our ability is one of the reasons why my parents moved out of their country. They wanted to start a new life here. But my older brother thought differently. He killed them, thinking he would be able to end the 'curse', as he called it; in vain of course. I only survived because I wasn't a threat to him."
Sasuke faltered. He looked like he was about to fall apart. Naruto bent forward and embraced him warmly. He didn't like seeing Sasuke in a state like that. It hurt. He kissed him lightly, trying to reassure him. Sasuke kissed back, deepening the kiss.
Naruto felt himself being pushed backwards onto the bed. Kisses covered his body and he felt his skin burn as if he were on fire. The blonde saw stars. Feels good…
"Mnn…"
The brunet smirked again. "Feels good? I'll make it even better."
He started lapping and nibbling at Naruto's body, covering it with marks and making the blonde feel as if he were to explode any second. Naruto watched the raven slide down to his abdomen, then even lower, and then-
"Well, well, what do we have here? Already this hard?" Sasuke snickered.
"D-Don't say that!" Naruto covered his face, blushing.
But Sasuke only snickered again and licked the tip of Naruto's already dripping shaft. It sent shivers down the blonde's spine. He bucked, unconsciously urging the brunet to continue. And he did, alright. When he engulfed the erection fully, it was like heaven; Naruto's thoughts just dissolved. Now there was only place in his head for Sasuke, Sasuke, Sasuke…
After he came for the first time, it wasn't enough; he was still hard. He wanted more. He wanted Sasuke.
"Sa-suke, you… ahn- please, more, I- nh- need you…"
The raven understood; he lapped at Naruto's dripping hole to stretch it. Then he shoved his own stone hard cock into his lover, not even pausing to get used to the still unfamiliar tightness of Naruto's butt. He pumped, faster and faster, steadily aiming for the peak of pleasure both of them longed for so badly. The blonde moaned loudly.
"So good…"
As pressure built up in his belly, Naruto clung to Sasuke tightly and kissed him fiercely, afraid to let go. The other returned the kiss. Then suddenly all the pressure was released in one second. Naruto bit Sasuke's shoulder as he came, and Sasuke groaned loudly. Everything went cloudy. He fell into an easy sleep, feeling content and secure.
x x x
"Sasuke!"
"Hn."
"Sasuke, I love you."
"Hn."
"I mean it, 'Suke."
"Hn."
"Hmph. Do you love me?"
"Hn."
"Heeey, I said: do you love meee?"
Naruto hugged Sasuke from behind, who was sitting at his desk. His lover turned his head and kissed him.
"Is that enough for an answer?"
"Yeees!"
Naruto laughed. Everything was fine. He loved his weird and silent boyfriend. And the other loved him back. Everything was just fine.
