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A Subtle Seducing 2
Suigetsu had his head tilted back, eyes closed. Next to him was a nice bowl full of strawberries (of the best brand: Kurosaki), between his lips a straw linked to a glass of fresh water with ice. He was resting, stretched out, surrounded by bubbles that reflected the colors of the rainbow. It was warm, relaxing, it was perfect. It was the best moment of the day: the bubble bath.
Especially when it was in Sasuke's small but comfy bathroom, after breaking into his apartment while Sasuke was at school. The cherry on the cake would come soon. According to the clock Sasuke would be home in no time. Suigetsu never got tired of seeing the raven's left eyebrow twitch convulsively on his otherwise perfectly stoic face. And it happened each and every time he was caught using his bathroom. Which happened at least… well, everyday? Whenever his neighbor left his home, Suigetsu sneaked in to take a bath, and waited for Sasuke's return, of course.
The sound of the door slamming closed made Suigetsu grin, his left tooth poking out cutely. It seemed that his unsuspecting host was in a fool mood. It was going to be even better! With some luck he would get the right eyebrow to twitch too! Too bad he hadn't taken his camera (which was also a camcorder) with him.
Usually Suigetsu would wait until Sasuke opened the door, knuckles almost white, and pointed at him to go out. He made a point of leaving the tub immediately, in all his glorious nakedness, to fetch his towel… conveniently left in the living room of course. Some times he even tipped Sasuke with a slap on the ass, just to piss him off even more. But today he was feeling merciful so he drained the tub and left, passing Sasuke's bedroom and then entering the living room where the raven was gracefully sprawled on an armchair. Really only Sasuke could manage to look graceful while being sprawled. Eyeing his neighbor he sat on an armchair, letting his legs dangle on the side.
"Yo?" tried Suigetsu when his presence wasn't acknowledged; taking a sip of the drink he had brought with him along with the strawberries.
"Put on your towel and get out," grunted Sasuke, massaging his temples.
Obedient, at least regarding the towel part, Suigetsu made himself presentable. He still remembered the time he had said no to such a command, or rather his precious part still remembered, rather painfully.
"Bad day?"
"Get lost," snapped Sasuke.
"Aw that'll be hard. I live next door you know," he pointed out, teeth poking out, "by the way Itachi," Sasuke winced, "called to say he would stop by tonight," Sasuke sank in his chair, looking even more gloomy, "of course I told him you would be thrilled and asked him to bring Kisame, you know how he and I get along so well."
The raven gave him a withering look, clearly conveying that he better run, and run fast. However Suigetsu only shrugged, it seemed Sasuke was too tired. He hadn't moved to throttle him yet. The door opening to a blue man, grinning toothily, followed by the lean Uchiha elder wasn't going to make things better anytime soon.
"Good evening, Sasuke-san, Suigetsu," greeted Kisame.
Itachi entered the room and immediately went to his little brother's desk to check on his thesis. He made a point of keeping an eye on his brother's studies. He wouldn't accept anything but perfection from him. That was why Sasuke, who used to be so thrilled at the idea of seeing him, was now moody about it. Or maybe it was the fact that Itachi phoned him every day to ask if he had made any progress. Or that he wanted to check his draft and usually found every single fault? But it was for his own good, and it was even better than teasing him. Crushing every try he made to defend his work was so much fun, especially when his otouto ended up unconsciously pouting, an expression Itachi loved and he was the only one to be graced with it.
"You look tired, I will correct your work later," offered Itachi once he had finished scanning through his brother's thesis. It was funny to see how much the younger one tried to perfect his work but quite never managed to prevent his older brother from finding mistakes.
"How nice of you," grunted Sasuke.
"Moody aren't you. You should get laid. Suigetsu, still not managed to jump my otouto, have you?" inquired Itachi, carelessly dodging a slipper sent his way.
"Nope, not yet."
"Sasuke, you're such a prude. You need to relax a bit," teased Itachi, dodging a second slipper.
Kisame tutted Itachi as he gently patted the desperate little brother's shoulder, secretly enjoying the scene. The raven pulled away and sighed, resigned to his doomed fate. When he raised his head he was met with three pairs of interested eyes, all waiting for him to expose his horrible day to mercilessly tease him.
"Sasuke, don't make us coax you, just spill the beans," encouraged Suigetsu, still wearing only his towel and sipping his drink with obvious pleasure.
Itachi had taken a seat on the nearby armchair, eating the strawberries, while Kisame sat on the one Suigetsu was perched on. The three men where hence facing the raven. Add popcorn and the scene would have been perfect.
Not feeling strong enough at the moment to argue with his torturers, Sasuke began to explain how his day had been horrible from the moment he had woken up. Juugo, his other neighbor, was banging at his door at 4 in the morning because he had a crisis, no croissants were left at his favorite café (The Quincy corner), the bad news about the stock exchange in the newspaper, his horrible lessons with people who didn't pay attention, his computer breaking down at the university, the public library closed because of a stupid idiot who had stuffed the toilet with toilet paper until it broke it and flooded and so on, he had been spared nothing. (1)
"At least the train didn't break down," remarked Kisame, giving Suigetsu another drink to nurse.
"I had to undergo a damn pervert!" scoffed Sasuke.
"Oh come on, you should be used to that! I slap your ass regularly," reminded Suigetsu, not even shivering under the infamous Uchiha death glare sent his way.
"It was different. That perv made sure to have me cornered before he started to feel my ass! It wasn't even a simple slap. It was molestation," explained Sasuke, feeling more angered by the minute as he remembered the whole ordeal.
His three guests exchanged glances, chuckling at the fuming Sasuke, before Suigetsu took a dive and chirped, "you liked it!"
"I didn't!" exclaimed Sasuke, eyes narrowing dangerously.
"Admit it! You're blushing!" insisted Suigetsu, not believing his eyes.
If he had known the Uchiha had a thing for molestation he would have tried to worm his way to his pants like that sooner! He had to keep this information from Karin no matter what. Juugo would never believe it! Could he use that as blackmail material?
"I'm not!"
"You so are, you get whiter when you blush, right Itachi?"
"Yes," deadpanned the elder Uchiha, smirking.
It was true; when Sasuke blushed he didn't tint red like most people. He went paler. That's why most people never noticed when he did blush, even if it was so very rare. The peculiar act had just happened, betraying his otouto. The latter mouthing a "traitor" to him as he stood on his rumpled dignity, leaving the room to take a shower.
"A cold one if just remembering made you hard!" screamed Suigetsu to only receive a door slamming shut as an answer.
Sasuke turned on the spray at full force, trying to drown out any sound coming from his lounge. He hadn't liked it. It had made him uncomfortable. That was all. The feeling of a thumb brushing his hipbone through his shirt, then a strong hot hand softly cupping his ass hadn't made him hot. It had bothered him, not made him shiver deliciously at the gentle caressing, so different from the unnerving feeling of people slapping his ass. He had hated it. Proof was that he had punched the perv so hard he might have sent him straight to the hospital. He had hated it, not liked it, and he wasn't hating the fact that he had liked it, no he was hating the… Sasuke turned the spray to icy.
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Kiba was waiting for Naruto at their usual place: the college's cafeteria. Since they lived kind of far from each other, they had decided to have breakfast together once in a while. He had already ordered their meal and was looking around distractedly for a mop of blonde hair that he soon spotted.
He blinked. Had he had so little sleep that his eyes were playing tricks on him, or was his friend limping? It wasn't that surprising since every Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday Naruto tried his "subtle" seducing on the poor dude that was his prey. But Mister Bastard, newly nicknamed Hedgehog, lived up to his new moniker. Naruto always came back bruised somewhere, even if he had found ways of minimizing the damage. Needless to say Kiba had had his blood run cold the first time he saw Naruto coming back all beaten.
Naruto had been late to their usual meeting. Kiba had intended to give him hell for it, since they would barely have time to eat breakfast, but seeing him had put other worries in his mind.
"What the hell happened to you?" shrieked Kiba, nearly falling from his chair, "did those bastards corner you again?" he asked, growling low, people around jumping at the sound, some even shuddering at the sheer threat it represented.
Since he was little Naruto was used to people beating him up, first for being an orphan (hence the marks on his face, a gift from some stupid boys and a sharp cutter), then because he attracted attention, the hoodlums had a certain liking to him. For the last category it generally ended well because Naruto managed to kick their asses and turn them into sort of his friends. Lastly, because he was gay. This one tended to turn nasty.
Liberty? Tolerance? Of course, they were all tolerant… when it came to words, but as soon as confronted with reality it was another business. Naruto had chosen to live dangerously; he was not one to back down. He didn't hide it, but most people believed it was just one of his many jokes; those that knew better were his close friends and homophobes. Funny how homophobes had a knack for finding homosexuals. Sai swore it was because they were afraid of admitting they were gay themselves. At this point, Naruto was already having a migraine. He preferred when Sai tried to give him nicknames.
"What? No, no it's my little bastard of a hedgehog," replied Naruto, grabbing a tissue to stuff his bleeding nose.
Kiba stared. A hedgehog? Oh dear, had he lost a fight and was now suffering from severe trauma? No, he was still walking. Sakura? No, she wouldn't have done this much damage! Because Naruto's nose was bleeding the left side turning darker by the minute, his lips were cut and swollen, he was holding his stomach and he seemed to be wincing slightly when he walked.
"Now I'm even surer he's gay! And he's so strong! He must do karate or maybe self-defense? If you had seen his moves, Kiba! Awesome, just awesome!"
"Wait, you mean it's your new obsession? That raven guy did that to you?" asked Kiba, pinching the bridge of his nose in despair.
Naruto was a masochist, that had to be it. Why did he always choose people that hit him? Then Kiba turned green, he hoped he would be like Sakura and only hit the blonde. But the guy didn't even know Naruto, so why would he… his answer came fast as Naruto began to explain his great plan.
"So you see I had him cornered and I cupped his ass, very toned by the way, and he gasped, God I love his voice, and retaliated. He elbowed me right in the stomach, such strength! Then raised his fist right on my face," Naruto motioned to his nose, stuffed with a tissue to stop the blood, "before lowering it right in… well you see…"
Kiba winced in sympathy, closing his legs in reflex. If his nose was any indication he didn't even want to think of what had happened to the goods. Well now that Naruto had been stung by his hedgehog, maybe he would let it go… of course not, this was Naruto and the way he was grinning didn't bid well. Oh no.
"It means he liked it!" chortled Naruto.
Sometimes his friend's logic seemed to totally evade him.
"Dude, come back to earth. He wouldn't have done that if he liked it," pointed out Kiba as Naruto settled on his chair and began gulping down his breakfast.
"Tss remember what Sai said? If they get violent it means they like it!"
"Not in this case!"
Trust Naruto to understand things wrong.
That's how Kiba got used to see Naruto coming back more and more hurt. Because it didn't serve him as a lesson… not at all. The next day he had a finger wrapped in bandages, the following he was hopping around because his foot had been unceremoniously stepped on, or rather smashed. And the more he got hurt, the happier he was. As he saw Naruto wave his way, limping, Kiba realized he would never understand him.
"Do you have shin guards?" wondered the blonde as he sat next to his friend.
Never.
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Naruto stretched one last time before deciding he had done enough exercises for today. It wouldn't do if he didn't keep his shape and there was no way he was letting his Greek God body rot! Especially now that he had someone in sight.
"So, let's see if everything is ready for tomorrow morning," chortled the blonde.
He was never one to prepare his bag before school, but for his hedgehog's sake, he had taken to prepare it in the evening, along with his… equipment. Which consisted of the UE (Unrecognizable Equipment), the OSE (Observe Secretly Equipment) and the most important ARE (Anti-Retaliation Equipment).
"Cap, blue jacket, makeup to hide my whiskers, sunglasses. UE checked. Little pocket mirror to see Bastard's face, camera phone. OSE checked. Cock protection, teeth protectors, stomach protection, shin guards, steel toe shoes, wrist protection, first-aid kit. ARE checked. I'm prepared for all contingencies!"
The trouble with all this was that Naruto had to wake up 15 minutes earlier than usual just to get ready but, it was worth it. And it was going to work because even though Bastard did retaliate he still took the same train, not the one later or the one before, and he still entered the same car. Had he really hated it, he would have done something right?
As he laid on his bed ready for a good night's sleep, he looked at all the pictures pinned to his night table. Definitely worth it, his Hedgehog was so sexy it hurt.
"Night, sweetie," he said, kissing the biggest picture of his Bastard's face he had.
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Suigetsu watched as his friend and neighbor took the icepack off his elbow. To say he wasn't greatly amused would have been a lie. Since the famous day when Sasuke had first been molested in the train, he came home pissed off for his molester seemed to like him a lot and had taken to protect himself. Thus Sasuke sometimes got hurt when he defended himself. Like today when he had elbowed the perv and had met with something hard that had bruised him.
"Why don't you change trains or something, Sasuke?" wondered Suigetsu, perched on the kitchen sink, a bottle of water in hand with only a towel around his waist.
"I'm not backing down! He's the one who has to stop! I'm not letting him win," growled Sasuke, smashing the ice pack on the sink.
"Sure."
But Sasuke wasn't listening to him anymore. He was mumbling, thinking of a way to strike back. Seeing how he couldn't hurt the molester's wrists anymore, he was currently thinking of twisting his sun-kissed elbow. Since he cornered him with his left arm, his elbow was just begging to be attacked.
His cell phone ringing to "Sympathy for the Devil," made him jump out of his skin, pissing him off even more as it was a telltale sign that he was a bit too immersed in his interaction with his pervert. He reached for it, but Suigetsu was faster, already flipping it open.
"Yo 'Tachi, Sasuke's momentarily unavailable… good guess! He's indeed thinking of his suitor," congratulated the water lover, teeth poking out as he evaded Sasuke's swipes for the phone and dodged a punch aimed his way for the 'suitor' comment.
"Suigetsu, phone now or I'm emptying your water in the sink," threatened Sasuke, bottle in hand as he reached out with his other one.
"Sorry, I have to give the phone back … yeah don't worry. I will call you later with a full report on the mystery guy," assured Suigetsu just before the phone was unceremoniously snatched from his hand.
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Morning found Naruto pathetically dragging his body around his morning ritual: shower, breakfast, brushing his teeth, getting dressed, and preparing for wooing. Not even his friends would have recognized him once he put on his disguise: blonde hair totally hidden by his cap, whiskers carefully masked by makeup, blue eyes concealed by sunglasses, orange outfit hidden under his blue jacket. All set he left his apartment and walked the short path to the train station. As expected his hedgehog was on the same train at his usual spot.
Naruto entered the car through the middle doors and huddled in a corner where he couldn't be seen, waiting for his time. He kept looking at his breathtaking bastard, occasionally taking a picture. At the 4th stop, students filled up the car and a scowl adorned the raven's beautiful face. Naruto still waited.
The first time he had made the mistake of making his move on the bastard at the 4th stop he had had to leave the car in a hurry, nose bleeding, stomach hurting, and precious parts aching. Hence he had been late for his meeting with Kiba. If he had to flee the train every time, it was better to change tactics. Now, he made his move just before his and his hedgehog's stop.
The time had come. He sneaked behind the raven, cornering him. Being used to it by now, the young man tensed, feeling him behind and certainly recognizing the tanned arm. Yet his prey didn't attack right away, maybe just in case it wasn't him, or maybe because his plan was working. Naruto of course chose to believe the second option.
Moving his fingers in anticipation, Naruto softly graced the bastard's hipbone with his thumb, loving how his shirt rose slightly at this, and then gently caressed the perfect ass, using just enough pressure to feel it. His hedgehog's body tensed a notch more, his breath hitching. Naruto readied for the strike and blinked when nothing happened.
Not wasting time, he let his hand trail down lower, rubbing small circles with his thumb while using the small mirror in his left hand. He angled it to see the raven's face without being seen. His expression was unreadable, eyes locked on a stain on the wall, lips slightly parted.
Naruto let his breath blow on the raven's neck, coming closer, smelling the vanilla and woody scent. His fingers stroked lovingly moving upwards. He hadn't dared going too low yet. Carefully he lifted the spotless white shirt, his thumb brushing the soft skin of his bastard's hipbone. Just from that Naruto was already hard.
"Konoha College," announced a disembodied voice.
Naruto shrieked as his left elbow was harshly twisted. The erection he was sporting dying down under the intense pain. Holy cow!
"Now that you've got what you wanted, piss off," ordered harshly a deep silky voice.
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That evening when Sasuke came home, he didn't even bother to kick Suigetsu out of his bathroom. He simply slumped down on his bed and stared at the ceiling. Why had he let the perv touch him? He had been haunted by the lingering warmness the whole day. He wasn't even sure it would make him stop. Worse, it could only encourage him!
The sound of water being gulped down told him Suigetsu was in his room, but he didn't care.
"What did he do?" inquired Suigetsu, tying a towel around him and sitting on the bed.
Sasuke didn't answer simply burying his head in his pillow, wishing for his annoying pet fish neighbor to leave him alone to his troubles. He would never hear the end of it if he actually explained what he had done.
Suigetsu waited a little, poked Sasuke, and dropped some water on his back. When he didn't get a reaction he took out his phone.
"Itachi, you will never guess! The perv got under his skin, badly!" he said triumphantly.
Sasuke groaned and pulled his pillow above his head as he heard Itachi laugh and Suigetsu admit he had lost the bet. He had thought it would take more time. He would throttle them all, starting with the train pervert!
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When Kiba saw the far away look on his best friend's face, he wondered if he still had time to run and hide. The blonde idiot waving to him destroyed all hope. He had to admit he was a little curious as to why the moron looked so happy seeing how his left arm was dangling at his side, his elbow turning blue. The hedgehog had stung again.
"His voice could make me come!" was the first thing Naruto said.
Kiba patted the chair next to him, grabbing his friend's arm to start treating it, waiting for the blonde to start his morning recount of his wooing. Was it worrying that he actually loved hearing about it?
"So now that he's finally talked to me, it's time for the second phase of my subtle seducing!" finished Naruto, looking ecstatic.
"There is a second phase?" asked Kiba, dumbfounded.
Naruto's foxy grin made him pity the poor raven that had caught his eye. He didn't know what he had brought upon himself… God have mercy on his soul.
-To be continued-
(1) For those wondering, no, it's not Naruto's fault lol! And yes it's actually possible to do that, it happened a lot in my high school.
Jeez and this was supposed to be a two-chaptered fic… but since it had so much success I decided to transform it into a longer one. Hope you will still like it, even if I won't be able to update it regularly.
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