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Dove and Grenade

Written by Venerate

Chapter three: Coma Black

After Sasuke had picked Naruto up, the car ride followed. Even though Sasuke made the thirty minutes into fifteen, the ride just didn't seem to end. Naruto was talking happily about his college, but Sasuke was worried that the blond soon would run out of things to say – and that, my friends, would lead to awkward silence.

There was a big difference of silence and awkward silence. The former was something Sasuke enjoyed and appreciated – he loved the quiet. The latter was something so evil that even the Uchiha had a hard time to act uncaring. The young Uchiha decided to put his two cents into the conversation, only to save them both some time before it became awkward.

"So you're saying that you're studying to become a nurse?"

Naruto unconsciously crossed his arms over his chest, as if he was ready to defend himself. Sasuke guessed that he got the same reaction from whoever heard that Naruto was studying to become a nurse. "Well, yeah. Sorry for not having time to become a doctor," the blond mumbled. Sasuke smirked at the childish pout that formed on the younger male's face.

"It was merely a question," Sasuke said calmly. "I'm not judging you. Nurses are just as important as doctors, ne?"

Naruto seemed to like his respond, as he smiled and nodded. "Yeah, right?"

"Right." Sasuke turned right, wondering if Naruto would enjoy the show they were heading to. Sasuke didn't settle with movies and dinner. He wanted to impress everyone he met – be it his intellect, his money or his looks.

Even though Naruto wasn't really dressed for the theatre, the blond looked good. He wore a pair of dark skinny jeans and a dress shirt. He was probably not used to such cultural things, and probably expected something simple. Sasuke didn't do simple.

"Where are we going?" Naruto leaned closer, as if Sasuke's answer would change when the blond came near.

"We're going to see Hamlet." The finality in his voice made Naruto smile, as if he knew that Sasuke was wondering what he would think. Sasuke proceeded to tell his date what it was about, using words that made Naruto tilt his head slightly. "I think you might enjoy it," the Uchiha finished as he parked his car.

"I think so too," Naruto agreed. He moved to get out of the car, picking up his cellphone that had slipped out of his pocket while he was talking, his other hand on the handle.

Sasuke had been raised to become an honest gentleman, but he hesitated a second before getting out and around the car. Not caring if it would hurt Naruto's pride or masculinity, the older man opened the passenger door for him. He earned a long stare, those blue eyes looking right at him. It made him feel a bit… He didn't know what, but he felt something.

"Thanks," Naruto finally said after having gotten over the immediate shock. It appeared that the dates Naruto had had in the past hadn't opened the car door for him. Once Naruto was out of the car, Sasuke closed the door and locked it. "You know, Sasuke, when Shikamaru told me that I had to go because you were coming, he also said you were an asshole."

"I'm not surprised," Sasuke answered truthfully. He put his hand on the small of Naruto's back, making the blond give him an odd look. They were dancing around each other, knowing neither how the perfect date was supposed to look like nor what role they had been given.

"Are you?"

Sasuke raised an eyebrow, not understanding what the shorter man meant. "Am I what?"

"An asshole."

Naruto's blue eyes glittered, amusement and curiosity hiding in that delightful colour. It would be incredible to see pleasure in those eyes later tonight, if Sasuke got as he wanted. He hoped that Naruto understood what they were doing – this was just a one time thing; a one-night stand – otherwise, it would get tricky.

"No. I'm not."

It was a lie, and Naruto seemed to sense that. The blond chuckled, and Sasuke opened the glass door as they reached the building. Naruto looked the place over, taking the gold and red colours in. It was lucky that Sasuke had his hand on Naruto's back, otherwise the blond would certainly had gotten lost in the mass of people who were buying tickets or mingling, waiting for the big doors to open.

Sasuke leaned closer, his lips almost touching Naruto's ear. "Come here," he murmured. His arm encircled Naruto's surprisingly thin waist, leading his date up the stairs to the right instead of the main one. One of his many uncles worked here for a short amount of time during his youth, and had a close relation to the female theatre owner. Thus, Sasuke easily made his way backstage. It was the easiest way to their seats, since the main entrance doors were closed for another ten minutes.

They walked past a few scene workers, who didn't question his presence, too busy with their own work. They exited the make-up rooms, Naruto glancing a little too long on an actor getting undressed to change into scene clothes. Sasuke sped up slightly to get them out of there.

When they got into their seats – red, comfortable seats where they would both see and hear perfectly well – the stage was still empty and the audience still waiting outside the big doors. Naruto smiled, putting his hand on Sasuke's arm. The younger leaned closer, his lips parted and his blue eyes staring right into Sasuke's dark ones.

Something in the Uchiha tingled, making his vision blurry. Unconsciously, his eyelids started to drop, his lips parting and his tongue coming out to wet them. They were close, very close. Mere centimetres, not more than five, separated them. Sasuke's grip on the armrest tightened as Naruto's hand caressed him lightly.

There was a loud, creaking sound as the doors were opened, and Naruto leaned back immediately. Sasuke didn't fail to notice the way the Uzumaki chipped for breath.

Naruto laughed. This was turning out to be a better date than he expected. So far, it had been the best date in his entire life. He succeeded in telling Sasuke so, and the Uchiha only smirked.

It was dark outside, and it was kind of late. The show had just ended, and they had discussed it quite lively. They had different opinions, and yet, Sasuke didn't get very annoyed. It seemed that, for someone studying to become a nurse, Naruto knew much about Shakespeare. He also said that revenge would never be an option for him, while Sasuke knew that he himself would avenge anyone close to him.

"Let's get something to eat," Sasuke said and ushered Naruto into his car. "Where do you want to go?"

"Somewhere western?" Naruto smiled, and Sasuke tried to concentrate on something else. He failed miserably, mesmerised by the happiness that was hiding in ever fibre of his date's body. It was the first time he actually looked straight at Naruto when the blond was smiling, he noted to himself. He'd like to see that smile again.

"Somewhere western," Sasuke confirmed. He had been thinking something along the same lines himself; otherwise he would have been annoyed because he didn't get to decide.

Naruto's lips were still craving for pressure. In his mind, the pictures of Sasuke's handsome face as they almost kissed replayed over and over again. He wanted a kiss, two kisses, three kisses. He wanted plenty of kisses – he wanted to kiss and be kissed, everywhere possible. He wanted more.

When they arrived at the restaurant Sasuke had decided, they stayed in the car for a while. Sasuke unbuckled himself, leaning closer. Naruto felt his lips become dry, and he licked them. No one was there to disturb them, but Sasuke seemed to be in a bit of a hurry anyway.

The Uchiha pressed his lips against Naruto's, their noses bumping together at first. Naruto tilted his head, opening his mouth for some tongue-play. He kept his moans inside, but had to shift in the seat to handle the sparkles that flew to his groin. He wasn't the only one getting excited; however, as Sasuke's big hands found their way onto Naruto's scarred cheeks.

Naruto fumbled with his own hands, unsure where to put them. He finally found Sasuke's broad shoulders, gripping the material of the jacket as Sasuke's tongue did wicked, wicked things. The Uchiha pulled back for half a second before attacking him again.

"Mm…" Naruto got up on his knees in the seat, one of his untied sneakers falling off. A drop of saliva escaped their joint mouths, dribbling down Naruto's chin. Sasuke's wiped it away with his thumb, smearing the liquid out over the scars instead as he put his hand back on the blond's cheek. "Nngh…"

This was more, Naruto dizzily thought. This was more and it was exactly what he wanted.

Sasuke sucked on his upper lip, letting go only to sneak his tongue inside of Naruto's mouth again. They rubbed against each other, gently and wildly at the same time. It felt so good. His pants were uncomfortably tight around his private area, almost suffocating his cock.

Not until Sasuke moaned loudly did they stop, breaking to breathe. Naruto leaned his forehead on Sasuke's for a while, before slumping back into his seat. He was breathing as if he had run a marathon, but so did the older man next to him. He chuckled, touching his tingling lips with his fingertips.

"Asshole or not, you're a really good kisser."

Sasuke looked proud, and Naruto understood that the Uchiha loved having his ego stroked. Then again, who didn't? Instead of saying something like, 'you're not very bad yourself' or 'likewise', Sasuke got out of the car. Naruto frowned, wondering what went wrong.

A second later, Sasuke opened the door for him. "If we don't get inside the restaurant, I might just end up taking you in the backseat."

"Or on the hood," Naruto suggested briefly as he put on his sneaker again. Sasuke snorted, shaking his head as the slightly air-headed blond got out of the car.

The dinner went quite well, even if Naruto got slightly annoyed when Sasuke ordered for him. It was a bit embarrassing, but once the food arrived, Naruto was glad that the Uchiha didn't give a flying fuck about his manly pride. The food was great. He could have eaten several plates, had he not wanted to remain normal in Sasuke's eyes. No one liked a glutton.

Sasuke didn't talk much, but he did listen. In fact, he listened very well. Naruto could tell, because every time he said something, Sasuke tilted his head almost unnoticeably and gave a small nod in the suitable places. Naruto was starting to think that perhaps, just perhaps, he was boring the other with his college-talk. Just then, when he was slowly running out of words, not knowing something interesting to say, Sasuke gave an encouraging little nod before leaning back.

"Why a nurse?"

Naruto almost moaned upon feeling Sasuke's foot against his. "Because… Because I want to help."

"There are several other things one can do to help," Sasuke said. "A fire-fighter, a cop…"

Naruto blushed, staring down in his half-empty wine glass. "Uhm, yeah… I know."

Thankfully, Sasuke didn't decide to push the subject. After a sweet dessert and some tea, Sasuke paid for them both, of course Sasuke had to assure the blond that it was him that had asked the other out, and that he therefore should pay. Naruto seemed to accept it after that – after all, he was probably nothing more than a poor college student in Sasuke's eyes.

Naruto's stomach ached from all the food, and was happy when Sasuke didn't request that they went for a walk. It was warm and comfortable in the car, and Naruto could feel his eyelids slowly drop as Sasuke put on the radio. They had been talking for hours, and it seemed that both had nothing more to say for the moment. As an old fifties song came on to accompany the soft hum of the car, Naruto fell into a relaxed slumber.

Sasuke scowled upon seeing his date asleep. He sighed, focusing on the black road as he sped up slightly. He was warm and tranquil, and if he hadn't been the one driving, he would have fallen asleep as well. His abdomen was heated, still flaring upon the thought of their innocent make-out session in the car hours earlier. It was strange, seeing as how he wasn't used to think of those he had used for pleasure.

"Jesus Christ," he muttered to himself as he adjusted his junk with one hand. He really wanted to sleep with the blond – everything about the younger man's persona and body spoke to him, chanting, 'fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!' Of course, this could all be his hormones and imagination taking things too far because his lack of sex life.

Once he got into the small suburban where Naruto lived, he counted the houses until he recognised the right one. He had a good memory, which only made him seem even smarter. He drove up on the empty driveway, thankful for all the street lights everywhere. Despite it being in the middle of the night, Sasuke noticed the neighbours having some kind of barbeque party. They were all seated in the garden, laughing and talking as they hade dessert.

Sasuke turned off the car, a small part of him hoping that he would be invited in. Hopefully, there were no other at home – he was sure that Naruto didn't live all alone in a house when he was in college. He probably lived with some other students. That seemed very plausible, for Naruto didn't seem like the guy to live with his parents. In fact, Naruto hadn't mentioned any other people but his friends. No parents, no family, only friends.

He put a hand on Naruto's shoulder, shaking the smaller male carefully. "Naruto?"

Naruto turned as much as he could with the seat belt on. Sasuke was surprised when he didn't feel annoyed even though the blond didn't wake up, and instead had the strange urge to chuckle. He refrained from doing so, and proceeded in shaking the blond again. "Five mo' minutes…"

Sasuke, guessing that he wouldn't get the other up, got out of his car and walked around it. He opened the passenger seat, unbuckling Naruto easily. He braced himself – even though he worked out at least once a week at the local gym, it wasn't everyday he lifted a twenty years old man. He sneaked his arms under the blond and lifted.

He was shocked as he took the first step back with Naruto in his arms. The younger man didn't seem to weigh anything at all. Naruto sighed and wrapped his arms around Sasuke's neck, his eyes still closed and his lips still parted. Sasuke closed the door with his foot, nodding towards the neighbours who raised their wine glasses in greeting.

He walked over the lawn, reaching the front door soon. He put Naruto down, those lanky arms still around his neck. Naruto leaned against him, breathing hotly against his exposed throat. "Naruto," he spoke, "you're home now. I need your keys."

Naruto sighed softly, not responding. It appeared that the younger was a really heavy sleeper. It was kind of amusing, certainly so since Sasuke took the opportunity to search over Naruto's body for the keys. His big hands caressed the jean-clad butt, finding nothing in the back pockets. This is some nice ass, he thought as he squeezed experimentally. Perfect in his hands, firm and round.

He immediately removed his hands, holding them high in the air when Naruto mumbled something incoherent. His eyes wide, his hands still up, Sasuke sighed in relief. The moron was still asleep. It would have been terribly embarrassing to explain that he was searching for the keys.

He quickly checked the front pockets, finding a key ring there. He looked at the lock and then at the keys, finding the one with the right label. He smoothly unlocked and opened the door. He helped Naruto turn around, so that the blond had his back against Sasuke's chest, his arms still wrapped around the Uchiha's neck awkwardly.

He put his hands on Naruto's hips, wishing that the blond would be awake for some playtime. "Oi, Naruto," he muttered in the shorter man's ear. "Wake up."

Instead of waiting patiently, Sasuke picked the younger up easily; heading to what he guessed was the bedroom. He walked through a surprisingly clean living room, stopping by the wall with two doors. Right or left, right or left?

He picked right, opening the door. He assumed that it was the wrong one, seeing as it was so…old-fashioned. The bed had a headboard in wood, roses engraved in it. The lamp on the wooden nightstand had a lamp shade with pastel-coloured birds on it. It had to belong to a girl, he guessed. Probably the other college student Naruto lived with.

Instead of bothering to take the blond to the other room, Sasuke laid Naruto on the bed. Naruto immediately snuggled into the pillow, inhaling whatever female perfume it was scented with. It was a slightly awkward way to end a date, but Sasuke wasn't bothered by that. Perhaps, this was God's way of telling him something. Perhaps, Naruto wasn't good in bed; perhaps, Naruto and he weren't supposed to sleep with each other.

Yet, Sasuke added to himself. He most certainly felt the need to be with the younger man. Perhaps in more ways than one.

Naruto woke up early the next morning. The sun was shining through the thin, white curtains and his feet were awfully cold. It took him a while to realise where he was, before understanding that he was at home.

How…?

He remembered being driven home by Sasuke, but it was all fuzzy after that – completely blank.

"Oh no!" He sat up, touching his body everywhere. He was still dressed, thank God. He jumped of the bed, trying to feel if his suspicions were confirmed. He didn't hurt anywhere, nor did he limp. He immediately felt bad for thinking that Sasuke had drugged him, chuckling to himself. He must've fallen asleep.

Throwing a look at the old alarm clock on his nightstand, he was glad to see that his bus wouldn't arrive soon. He had a few hours to clean up and inhale some food.

Thinking of how kind Sasuke had been to carry him inside, he was ashamed of his earlier thoughts. As he made his way through the living room, he spotted his keys on the coffee table. Next to them was a small piece of paper. It was a receipt from Japan Mobile, about a week old, saying that the owner had bought a new cellphone from the company. Naruto flipped it, blushing at the words written.

'Thank you for last night. Call me.'

To Be Continued

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