Naruto's Penthouse, Dining Room
9:00 am, Thursday
"What is on the agenda today, Uchiha-san?" The blond man didn't even look at him, instead found more of an interest in the newspaper that was in its designated place. Sasuke didn't blink an eye, for it was a ritual.
"You have a meeting with Rinnegan in two hours, a press conference at four, and a meeting with the Band at eight." Sasuke recited, he took his place at the opposite side of the table.
"Damn. I'm busy today." Naruto said flipping a page. Sasuke rolled his eyes; his employer said the same every morning.
At first, Sasuke had been against scheduling so many events in one day. Though that though was squashed violently with vocal adversity from the blond, whom, Sasuke quickly learned, was a workaholic.
They continued their breakfast in silence. This was how it was supposed to be, employer and employee: completely neutral with each other. Yet, Sasuke felt underlying unease.
Ever since the incident, a month before, there had been this undercurrent of restlessness that had plagued him. Though, if the feelings were reciprocated on Naruto's end, was unclear. When Sasuke had moved in, the expected tension was unapparent, if not nonexistent. They continued in this way just fine, perfectly playing the part.
Of course he was confused at first, though he realized it was better this way. No way they would be able to make a relationship out of the liaison, and it would be foolish to delude him of the idea. So, Sasuke did with it what he always did with conflictive aspects towards himself, he locked them away in the deepest recesses of his mind.
He noticed Naruto staring at him, and he raised an eyebrow in question. "Not hungry, Uchiha-san?"
Sasuke looked down at his untouched omelet. "I suppose not."
Naruto shrugged before diving back into his own. Sasuke merely stared as his boss destroyed the harmless omelet whose only crime was to merely exist. It was a surprise the first time he ate with his employer in the penthouse. He smirked slightly at the memory. It seemed as though the blond threw all of his mannerisms to the wind, and he became a totally different person.
He was a person that slouched over the couch and shouted at the television of his favorite anime. A person that leaves every room that he visits in a maelstrom of disarray. He was a person who jumps at the lightning, and curses colorfully at the thunder. His eyes would melt from the icy blue into a warmer azure that lit up the room when he laughed.
The raven loosened his tie it was getting hotter. The air conditioning had blown out and now the entire downstairs had become a boiler. He hated summers in Wave they were like furnaces.
Sasuke picked up his fork picking aimlessly at the food. He sighed silently as he put back down his fork, feeling slightly sick. He pushed away from the table, sliding his chair back. "Excuse me."
Azure eyes watched curiously as the man stood up and left the table. Naruto sipped his juice thoughtfully before heading off to his quarters, preparing for the day.
Hanzo's House, Higher Rooms 10:47 am, ThursdaySasuke had only been to Amegakure once and he had never wanted to go back.
The place looked like a war zone, a no-man's land. Its buildings were worn and painted with graffiti. Its citizens haggard and rough, reminding Sasuke of seasoned warriors. Gunshots were heard regularly, and silence a rarity. Everyone traveled in groups, and one never went about alone…
It was suicidal.
His father brought him here, he and Itachi; he'd only been thirteen. It was for a business trip to meet with the head of the Rinnegan, the exchange between the two weren't the best. Itachi had ushered him outside when the insults had become personal. To his relief they had left that night.
Now here he was again. In one of the most expensively seedy restaurants the damniable place had to offer. Sasuke supposed it was one of the necessary evils of being a CEO. At least they were away from the 'commoners'. The only ones joining them in the room were Pein, the Rinnegan's head, and Konan his blank-faced assistant.
The two heads were engaging in meaningless chatter at the moment, but he kept his ears open. Naruto had informed him that useful information could be found out from idle talk if one kept at it long enough, and he wasn't planning on missing anything. This guy probably had enough dirt to bring him down that would make the Mafia look like a saint. He smirked at the thought.
"How's the family, Naruto?" The man said, his voice was slick yet not overly so. His voice seemed to reverberate in his mind; Sasuke could understand how this man got to the top. Naruto smiled, though Sasuke realized it was just an upturning of the lips.
"They're fine." Naruto said neutrally. "And yours?"
"Nonexistent." The man said, his eyes glinting. Sasuke then realized immediately what this meeting was about.
'Power play.'
He could see their eyes warring together. Sasuke observed as the two men tried to level the other. It was like two alphas going at it. The atmosphere was tense, and Sasuke glanced over at the other secretary.
Her face was blank. Not even bored. Her pale lavender eyes were devoid of any kind of feeling Sasuke could recognize. She was strange. Her posture was impeccable, her finger poised to write at any time. She shifted her gaze to meet his. Sasuke froze; the only indication of his surprise was a quick twist of the pen in his grip.
Sasuke met her stare unflinchingly.
Konan tilted her head as in thought; she looked like an empty doll. Sasuke shuddered. The chatter was still going, and it seemed as though the meeting was almost over. They continued to talk for a few more minutes before Pein stood tersely.
"Well, it was good conversing with you, Naruto." The oily voice of the CEO said, Konan stood mechanically.
"Yes," Naruto said thoughtfully still seated. "We should do it again soon."
"Quite."
Pein and Konan exited silently as no more pleasantries were required. Sasuke subtly looked from the door to his still seated employer. The room was quiet and Sasuke realized the food was left untouched. The tension seemed to drain out of the room and Naruto's creasing eyebrows loosed.
Taking a deep breath Naruto looked to his assistant. At the noise, Sasuke met his eyes.
"So." Naruto said. Sasuke just merely looked at him his face blank.
"Hn." Naruto's face erupted into a smile, Sasuke's eyes widened.
"Let's go catch a movie, ne?" Naruto said already heading towards the door.
Sasuke realized it wasn't a question.
Gai's Gate of Youthful Theatrics, Theatre 12
11:37 am, Thursday
Sasuke had been surprised when Naruto called a taxi, and even more so when they took the Shinkansen down to Konoha. He originally though they were going to head down to one of the more, well, expensive theatres maybe somewhere in Wave.
Though here they were in one of the most homely theatres in Konoha seeing a movie that had come out a couple weeks ago. Sasuke found himself enjoying it, he hadn't been anywhere near home in quite some time and it was good to be back.
They were sitting on the top row, Naruto insisted, and the theatre was mostly empty though the few that were in attendance were focused more on each other than the screen. Naruto sat beside him laughing obscenely loud at something one of the characters said. Sasuke didn't think that the movie was all that stimulating, though it wasn't utter crap. He even managed to find a character he liked. It was a little girl with pinkish hair that killed everyone with her flute.
As one of the characters were drop kicked over a mountain, Sasuke found himself chuckling. This wasn't such a bad idea. The tenseness that had been building up slowly was coming undone with every laugh and corny punch line coming from the screen.
Naruto looked over to his companion who finally looked like he was loosening up. The blond smiled as the man laughed. He really was beautiful. The way his head tilted whenever a joke was told and the way his lips twitched as though deciding whether the punch line was worth laughing at, Naruto found it endearing.
It was strange, despite escapade in the elevator; Sasuke's competency didn't decrease. Usually when he made his move, the person took awhile to recuperate in which Naruto would comment on their slacking. Though this man, this Sasuke, took it all in stride and didn't falter.
'Then again,' Naruto thought turning his head back to the screen. 'I haven't really done anything as of late to shake him up. He probably thinks the storm has passed.'
Naruto grinned, his canines glinting in the film light. 'I guess I'll just have to shake it up a bit, ne?'
Tazuna's Tavern, Ballroom
5:00 pm, Thursday
The press conference was uneventful and was boring Sasuke out of his mind. The questions, he felt, were repetitive and he was hard pressed not to ask the reporters if they were hard of hearing.
All of the questions seemed centered around Naruto's new project 'Yondaime' and what exactly did it entail. Though his employer already made it a point to keep all details about the project on lockdown. The reporters must think they have a chance at getting Naruto to reveal something about it, Sasuke snorted. His employer's stubbornness was legendary.
Sasuke frowned, for even he was curious about the buzz of the new project. Naruto had kept it under wraps at home too. With the coming of the Kyuubi, entire families and businesses had been wiped off the map. Normally, with business ventures in the past, Sasuke had kept his nose clean only knowing what he was required to know to progress. But lately with the meetings that had been piling up, Sasuke was starting to get a feeling that this so called project was more than just a disaster relief program.
He looked to blond. Sasuke sighed silently as the man kept a patient countenance on his face. It was unsettling to see the blatant façade he was showing, though he supposed it was necessary. He couldn't as well just scowl at them, not with all the flashes that were going off. Sasuke speculated that any miniscule facial expression that the blond made would be captured and scrutinized beyond all reason. Sasuke looked at his watch, the damn thing ended at six, it was five fifty. He was thankful that business-Naruto had an inner clock.
Naruto contained his weariness for he knew that it was almost over. The repetitiveness was grating on his nerves and he'd kept this expression on his face longer than healthy, god forbid it get stuck like this.
"Project Yondaime will work with you and together, we'll over come this abominable threat!"
Naruto nodded to Sasuke before giving the sign to the guards. He was escorted of the stage and out of the building.
Naruto's Penthouse, Living Room
7:25 pm, Thursday
The raven was flipping through channels feeling thoroughly exhausted. He had only time for a quick shower and a quick brushing. It felt like a sauna, the heat was draining his energy and it was irritating the living hell out of him. And to make matter worse, Naruto had a meeting with the Band that he had to be present for.
He groaned fitfully and tossed the remote to the far side of the room. He was tired of all these damn meetings! Even though Naruto was a workaholic stamina-freak, it didn't mean that Sasuke was one also!
"Uchiha-san!" Sasuke's eye twitched, he really didn't feel like moving. Lethargically he dragged himself up the stairs and to the right was he knew Naruto's room was. He straightened his tie before he knocked.
"Enter." Came the muffled reply.
Sasuke did so. The room was impeccably straight, no doubt because of the maids that had come in while they were out. Sasuke already knew that by morning the room would be an utter mess again. The thought made him smile.
There was a granulose bed in the center of the room with two matching mahogany bedside tables. There was a leopard print on the sheets that matched the rug on the floor. The carpet was a dark brown that complemented the caramel of the walls. A gold chandelier hung from the ceiling. There was a seating area complete with a divan, a couch, and an armchair that were position around a coffee table that bared wine glasses and a champagne bottle. Sasuke raised his eyebrows, he hadn't expected such a decorated room. Maybe for business-Naruto but for the Naruto at home, it just was strange in his eyes.
"You can pick your jaw off the ground now." Said Naruto amusedly. Sasuke glared.
"You needed me, Uzumaki-san?"
Naruto strode over to the door closing it.
"You're letting out the air conditioning." He said to Sasuke's questioning glance. Naruto lay lazily on the divan and gestured an arm to the couch opposite to him. Sasuke warily took the offered seat and smothered a sigh at how comfortable it was. He looked to Naruto expectantly. The blond just smiled before popping open the champagne bottle and pouring a glass for Sasuke and himself.
Naruto took a glass and sipped it thoughtfully. Sasuke looked at his glass then back at his employer who seemed to not be paying any attention to him. He bristled and took his glass also; he was quietly delighted that it was cool to the touch. Sasuke drank leisurely; he'd only had champagne once or twice in his years of existence, and had come to take to it fondly.
Naruto set his glass down on the table, before staring Sasuke in the eyes. "I'm going to assume that your intelligent to know what I am about to tell you stays in this room." He didn't wait for Sasuke's acceptance.
"Tonight we have a meeting with the Band. Before I take you a long you will need to know some things, some etiquette, if you will. so you will come out unscathed. For one you need to know two things about the attendees. First and foremost, they know everything about you. From your name, to your mother's social security number, nothing is hidden from them."
Sasuke's eyes widened at this and felt slightly ill.
"Now normally this would be a problem and I would be forced to take measurements of precaution, but since your father is a part of the Band, you have certain…immunities." Naruto had abandoned the divan and was now pacing back and forth. "I don't really know how far those immunities extend, however, since I have never had a secretary so intimately involved in the Band. Regardless, you will follow the same guidelines as your predecessors. Secondly, no one is what they seem."
Naruto stopped right in front of Sasuke bending down until their faces were level. Sasuke breathed in his musky smell and felt slightly light-headed.
"You can trust no one. Everyone in the Band has their own agendas their own goals, so if any one, I mean anyone approaches you, report to me immediately. This is not only for your safety but for the security of Rasengan itself, understood?"
Sasuke nodded numbly their proximity was making it hard for him to think. Naruto nodded curtly before returning back to pacing.
"It should go without saying that you not only represent Rasengan when you attend but that you also represent me, correct?"
Sasuke nodded taking another sip of his drink, his head cleared of the previous distraction.
"You will keep yourself clean of all scandalous appearances. No clubbing, no drugs, no relationships."
Sasuke snorted at this and muttered under his breath.
"You have something to share, Uchiha-san?" Naruto said challengingly. Sasuke's eyes sparked dangerously, he stood loftily.
"I said, Uzumaki-san, that it is not me that you have to worry about." Naruto's eyes flashed.
"Oh really? And what are you implying?" Naruto said smoothly stepping closer to the raven.
"Oh nothing," Sasuke said airily, turning his back towards the man. "Just perhaps you should give yourself a once over before getting on your soap box."
"Forgive my lack of perception for I'm still not understanding what you're insinuating." Naruto growled, his eyes flashing crimson.
"Forgiveness granted. I would not hold your ignorance against you." Sasuke countered seamlessly. Naruto grinned predatorily at the back of the man's head. 'Perhaps now would be a good time to show the man his place.'
"Well," Sasuke said striding to the door, tossing a smirk over to his employer. "If that is all—"
Sasuke's breath hitched as a tanned hand slammed the door closed. Heat pooled low in his stomach as he inhaled the smell of the blond. It was of fresh dew and new cut grass with an underline of musk. Sasuke shuddered and turned around.
Naruto was barely controlling himself. His body sending signals to just fuck the man where he stood. He wanted to make the man bleed, to make him scream in submission, to make him so far gone with need he'd be begging for Naruto to take him. Fuck he wanted him, wanted him real bad.
He growled lowly as Sasuke turned. This was becoming dangerous. He was never this out of control. Naruto let his hand fall back to his side.
"Yes." He said quietly, turning away. "Yes, that is all."
Sasuke didn't look back as he slipped out of the door.
Konoreimei Shinkansen, Compartment 12
7:35 pm, Thursday
Sasuke watched the man out of the corner of his eye. He was shock still. The man's cerulean eyes were staring blankly out of the window completely lost in thought. Sasuke found this surprisingly irritating.
His eyes shouldn't be staring out of the window. They should be on him. Sasuke found this thought completely irrational yet agreed with it whole-heartedly. Frowning slightly he turned his attention to the wall in front of him.
"They know everything about you."
The words of warning rang in his head. Well, that was a disconcerting thought. Sasuke absently wondered if the background check Tsunade was talking about had anything to do with this. Though, he wasn't too worried, they couldn't know everything. He smirked.
No, not everything. For if they knew, Naruto would know too. Sasuke snorted, if that were the case he wouldn't be allowed within a five hundred foot radius of the man. Yet, it still didn't quell his curiosity of the things they did know, he didn't particularly like the idea of some strangers knowing about his quirks.
"No one is what they seem."
Sasuke scoffed, of course not. The first thing he learned when he came into the realm of business is that everyone has their own agenda. This 'Band' of his wouldn't be any different. The Pein guy for example, Sasuke snorted, if that man didn't run a smuggling ring and have a few connections with the Mafia, he was Mary Poppins.
Even his own father, that wasn't much of a surprise either. He had always been distant with his family. Not that Sasuke had been neglected, anything but, yet there seemed to be a wall between Uchiha Fugaku and his sons. Though that was an interesting piece of advice.
'No one…' He glanced at the still motionless man. 'Just what secrets are you hiding?'
Project Yondaime, that's what seemed to be what the big buzz was about. The way Naruto portrayed it, it seemed like some service project to help jumpstart the economy, a typical hurricane relief fund boon. Yet, something in his gut told him that it was more than that. He had a feeling that what ever it is, even the so-called 'Band' doesn't know the half of it.
He looked back at the man and froze. Those electric blue eyes were focused on his own. He felt his heart hammer in his chest and the burn of a blush blooming on his face. 'No!'
Sasuke broke away from the heated gaze and locked his sights once more on the wall. He could not allow this to happen. His mission was simple and it was to be carried out, there could be now attachments of any kind. Yet, his heart didn't slow nor his stomach settle.
He was tempted to look back at the man to—
Naruto crushed their lips together, forcing his tongue in his mouth. His eyes widened. Strong tanned arms pulled Sasuke to face him and deepened the kiss. His fingers tangled in golden locks as he lost himself in Naruto's heat.
Sasuke shuddered his body remembering the sensations. That day came rushing back to him in vivid clarity.
Naruto, smirking deviously, slammed him against the elevator walls, grinding his clothed erection against the other man's. He moaned lowly and matched the rhythm with ardor.
Sasuke was panting lightly. He couldn't—
That was all the warning he had before Naruto engulfed him fully making his knees buckle.
'Enough!' The images halted, Sasuke took a few deep breaths. This could not have happened. This cannot happen! The plan! It wasn't according to the plan! This would change everything! No this couldn't happen!Notnownotnow—
'No. No, nothing is wrong.' Sasuke breathed shakily running a hand through his hair. 'Lust does not insinuate affection. Desire is not an anchor. Though, this is strange. I've never wanted another this strongly. Yet, I'm not confused,' Sasuke nodded calming his heart. 'I want him. Judging by the elevator incident I know my desires are reciprocated. No, no this isn't bad. I want him, I will have him, and by reason this wanting should abate, and I'm free to take what I want.'
He smirked. 'And he'll never see it coming.'
The Flash Plaza, Meeting Hall
8:00 pm, Thursday
They were back at Konoha, he should have known. Though he was in the upside of town, something that he was a stranger to as a youth. Though, he did, however, remember the Flash Plaza. It was just being finished as a kid though but when his teacher had taken them there for a field trip, he had been absolutely astounded by all the lights and colors and vibrancy the place held.
It had always been a place of wonder to him.
Though now, he was here for a less than wonderful time. Another meeting with the 'Band of Piranhas' was tonight's theme. Naruto was just glad that it was Hizashi's turn to speak. He always liked the guy, and although the man no doubt was planning on ways to get his money (but then again, who wasn't) he had been sort of a friendly competition. God knows you only get some semi-honest competition once every blue moon.
He looked down at his hand out that outlined the key points of the speech. Naruto half-smiled, that was another reason he liked the man. He didn't have to listen to the speeches he made. Now if only he could get the other old wrinkle-cases to do the same.
Naruto's eyes wandered around the room, though he already had a sense on where- or rather whom they were to land on. That person was currently alternating between listening attentively and writing furiously on that pad of his. Naruto felt a sense of pride. He had hinted to Sasuke before that there could always be damaging things found even in the most rehearsed of speeches. Perhaps by this time in a year he would have enough dirt on everyone in the damned group to officially have them licensed as his bitches. He smirked at the thought.
The CEO scanned the sheets coming up to date. He had a feeling that someone was going to test him tonight. He chuckled slightly, someone always does. Though, after ten minutes of droning, Naruto's mind starts to wander once more. Making use of his peripherals, he looked at his assistant.
He truly was remarkable. Work-wise he's an invaluable asset. Naruto is well aware of the amount of stress that his workaholic routine gives his assistants yet this one, this man, this Sasuke. Has carried on the strain for one month without complaint. Otherwise, Naruto smirked, the man was beautiful, and there was no denying that. In fact, if Naruto was to be quite honest with himself, he could see trying a relationship with this man.
But though brutally honest towards everyone around him, he was a complete and total liar when it came to introspection.
The man was biting his lip, worrying it. A flash of heat swept through Naruto, he wanted to be the one to abuse that lip. Make it bleed under his teeth. He imagined the whimper of pain that would undoubtedly arise; yet he wouldn't stop. His eyes began to flicker.
He remembered that day, never forgotten it. It was the noises that haunted him.
Sasuke moaning lowly as he teased his clothed erection…
Naruto groaned silently trying to erase the images from his mind.
Sasuke whimpering in frustration trying to buck into his hands…
He growled lowly in his throat, his eyes bleeding crimson.
Sasuke screaming out his ecstasy losing himself in pleasure…
'God damn it!' Naruto fought his body to pounce on the man sitting right beside him—
"—aruto-san?" It felt as though a bucket of ice had washed over him, he sighed in relief.
"I beg your pardon, I'm feeling a bit under the weather. What were you saying?" He asked dryly.
The Hyuuga looked at him strangely for a quick moment, "Do you have anything to add before we close?"
"No, I do not."
"Then, meeting adjourned."
Flash Plaza, Dance Hall
11:00 pm, Thursday
Sasuke nodded to the bartender as he was handed another drink. Though, he was careful that it wasn't heavy, Sasuke had taken Naruto's words of wisdom- Sasuke snorted- to heart. He took a sip.
The drink was warm, and Sasuke couldn't remember what the drink was to save his life. It tasted fruity, a tangy blend of strawberry and mango. He creased his eyebrows. That's a weird flavor. Yet, it wasn't unpleasant, and it gave him a since of nostalgia; it reminded him of the simple days where Itachi would have the maids smuggle some of their mother's specially made fruit drink. They'd sip it on the balcony and Itachi would tell him about the many adventures going on over the horizon.
Life had been exactly that then though, simple. There was no father to impress. No bills to pay. No economy crisis to avert. There were no godforsaken sexual tension between employer and employee threatening his very position, his very dream. Sasuke took another sip of the tangy drink, allowing himself to relax into the barstool.
"Hello, foolish little brother." A familiar voice drawled in his ear.
Sasuke nearly jumped a foot in the air before spinning around to face his brother with a grin on his face. "Itachi?"
"That would be I." The man said amusedly with a raised eyebrow.
Sasuke smirked a bit at his brother's nature, before actually taking a good look at the man. He couldn't believe it had already been a month since he'd last seen him. Itachi looked a great deal happier (Sasuke pouted at this) His skin regained that healthy glow that he remembered admiring as a teen. His hair had grown out well down his shoulders and now, from what Sasuke could see, reached the mid-way of his back. Though it were the little things that truly captured Sasuke's attention. He noticed laugh-lines that he could have sworn were not there before, his posture held a sort of lax position yet elegant instead of the ram-rod straight back he was used to seeing. Though most of all were his eyes.
The younger raven smiled, his brother's eyes were truly the window to his soul. You could honestly get more emotional body language from a rock then one could ever hope to with Itachi. But if you knew where to look, if you looked at his eyes, you could see everything. They were open, so beautifully open. And though Sasuke could tell Itachi hadn't lost control of his emotions for a bit, he could tell that he was voluntarily lifting the curtain of indifference. Sasuke wondered what god could have done this.
"You've changed." Was all Sasuke could manage. Itachi looked at him bemusedly for a second before making a quick gesture to the bartender signaling the drink that Sasuke had. He turned back to him.
"Yes, I supposed I have. Or maybe not, perhaps…you're insane." Sasuke had to restrain his jaw from dropping open. Was that a joke? Did Itachi, the Itachi, the I-made-freddy-couger-shit-his-pants Itachi just make a teasing remark.
"You can pick up your mouth, otouto. Something might be so inclined to fly inside." The bartender handed Itachi his drink, and he nodded his thanks.
"So how have you been?" Sasuke asked casually finally getting control of his facial muscles once more. He sipped at the concoction, Itachi followed accordingly.
"Pretty well. Father has been going on his trips longer and longer still." Sasuke looked enraged, though before he could open his mouth Itachi put up a hand. "It's nothing like that. I've already checked."
Sasuke seemed to be calmed slightly, Itachi smiled slightly. "So in his absence he's wanting me to go on business trips in his stead to 'inscribe my name and face on the people's heart'.
Sasuke hummed good-naturedly and the two sat in a comfortable silence.
"What about you, otouto? How are you and Uzumaki-san getting along?" Itachi raised his eyebrows as Sasuke averted his eyes and blushed. "Oh don't tell me, foolish little brother, that you have a romantic liaison with the most wanted man in Asia." Itachi smirked.
If possible Sasuke's blushed deepened. "Shut up, Itachi. Don't say such stupid things."
Itachi cracked a grin. "So since you're not having steamy love-making with Uzumaki-san. Then will you not tell me how good he is in bed?"
Sasuke gaped at his brother. What the hell had happened in the past month? This, this couldn't be his brother. In fact if he didn't know any better, he'd be running to the police reporting the imposter.
"W-what the hell is wrong with you, Itachi? Are you drunk?" That doesn't make any since. Not even his grandmother could get drunk off of this fruit juice.
"No, no I'm not." He said airily. His eyes looked zoned out as though he was staring right through Sasuke. "I've 'lightened up'."
Sasuke opened his mouth to say something, but before he could say anything he caught Naruto's eye. He nodded slightly before turning back to his still zoned out brother.
"Excuse me." Itachi just nodded still distantly gazing off. Sasuke left wondering what the hell was happening to his world.
Konoreimei Shinkansen, Compartment 12
2:00 am, Friday
Sasuke stole yet another glance at Naruto and growled at seeing the blond still staring out the window. 'I'll be damned if I'm the only one feeling this frustration!'
They had only been on the train for seven minutes, but to Sasuke it felt like a lifetime. Each second felt agonizing. It was his body's fault. It didn't make any since! He had ordered his body to run marathons and it had complied. Though now, of all times now, it would not obey his command to cool down.
He laid his head back on the seat and sighed up at the ceiling and he caught it. That flicker of movement from the corner of his eyes. Sasuke chanced a glance at the blond and was irritated to see him staring firmly out of the glass.
Sasuke took deep breaths. The temperature just kept on rising, and before long he was panting slightly with a rather big problem. 'Can he not see what he's doing to me?'
The raven shifted slightly in his seat biting his lips to stifle the gasp that was threatening to spill from his throat. That friction was going to be the death of him. There it was again! That shimmer of movement before utter stillness once more. 'That dobe! That idiot! Can he not see—wait. Son of a— Yeah he can see! He's enjoying this! Well, two can play that game.'
Smothering his smirk, Sasuke groaned. "God, it is so hot. Don't you think so, Naruto-san?"
Naruto tore his eyes to look at his assistant with amused eyes. "No, not really. Are you okay, Uchiha-san?"
Sasuke gritted his teeth, 'Damn him.'
"Maybe you're over working yourself, perhaps you should see a doctor?" Naruto continued, the mirth still in his eyes.
Sasuke narrowed his eyes, 'Fuck it.'
The raven stood abruptly and strode over to the blond man who just merely raised his eyebrows. Sasuke said nothing, but pushed Naruto back instead; reveling in the hiss of pain as Naruto hit his head on the glass.
Sasuke straddled Naruto's hips and claimed his lips. He mentally cheered as he felt Naruto stiffen beneath him; the blond certainly wasn't expecting this. Though his victory was short lived as he felt Naruto growl and pull away.
Sasuke shuddered as his eyes pierced his soul. There was something off about them, something that made Sasuke shiver in anticipation. They were red, the deepest of crimson, like freshly spilt blood. The orbs glittered in primal lust, Sasuke moaned, sinfully glazed lust.
His moan was like the softest silk to his ears, teasing and enticing. It rolled of his lips like quicksilver; the sound sent a spark of pleasure straight to his groin. Naruto grinned; this man was like nothing he'd ever had.
Everything about him was like an alluring whisper, beckoning him to ravish and pillage. Naruto pulled Sasuke towards him savoring the scent of cherries and spice, the smell sending a jolt through him. God this man
The compartment was as a sauna, heat pulsing through the room. It was silent save for the men's panting breaths and the lull of the train. Sasuke groaned as a hot tongue swept up the column of his neck, a shock of pleasure. He never knew how sensitive his neck could be. Though the tongue wasn't finished. He moaned as the blond's wet muscle licked the outer shell of his ear, his hands finding purchase in the sunflower hair that had him captivated at first glance.
It was slick with the gel the man had used and Sasuke wondered hazily how his hear would feel without it. Suddenly, he was pushed back on to the floor. He gasped as his burning back made contact with the freezing tiles below, yet the sensation was blown out of his mind when his lips were taken with Naruto's own.
Naruto plundered cavern of the man below, his taste buds bursting with the taste of fruit. 'Gods he taste as good as he smells…'
The blond growled low his throat as he thoroughly ravaged the man beneath him. He brutally explored every wet crevice of the raven's mouth, completely ensnared with the taste.
Sasuke was on fire, every nerve in him singing in pleasure. It took him a few moments to realize that he was lying still. Shyly he sucked on his employers tongue and was rewarded with a sharp groan. Sasuke smiled, a bit more confident and cautiously explored Naruto's mouth as well.
He couldn't place the taste, likening it only to the tingling aftertaste he would get from eating tomatoes. Sasuke toes curled in pleasure, by gods he tasted delicious. Entirely entranced Sasuke reversed their positions and taking a quick breath of air before diving back into the warm cavern.
Naruto's body pulsed with desire; he hadn't ever felt such lust for someone in so long if ever. This man would be his undoing. The man on top of him gave a particular vicious suck that had Naruto arching up inadvertently brushing their erections together. Sasuke broke the kiss, a moan spilling over his lips.
The sound had cracked something within him. Naruto flipped them over once more pinning the pale arms above Sasuke's head. His eyes roamed over every inch of the man taking in the thoroughly debauched man beneath him.
His usually kept hair was spread over the tile like an onyx sea, the smoky black eyes glazed with desire. His skin was flushed a pretty pink and his lips were parted with harsh gasps. Naruto swooped down licking and biting every inch of the flushed skin.
"Sasuke, my pretty china doll, Sasuke." He whispered huskily, the voice sending his blood rushing south. "If only you could see how utterly delicious you look, lying on the floor of a train, splayed so wonderfully beneath me."
Naruto breathed in the luscious scent of cherries and arousal. "I want you, Sasuke."
Sasuke groaned silently as the blond gripped his wrist tight enough to leave bruises. "I'm going to have you, Sasuke."
Sasuke gave a loud moan as the blond drove down harshly, grinding his clothed erection against his own aching hardness. The pleasure was maddening it raced up his spine, clouding his eyes. Every thrust had flashes of light accompanying it, and he couldn't have stopped his moans if he'd wanted to.
Naruto growled low in his throat, the heat pooling in his groin growing with every desperate noise of pleasure that emitted from the man under him. He was close, and by the constant whimpers that spilled from Sasuke's lips, he knew Sasuke was as well.
Sasuke writhed under the assault of pleasure and he knew the relief was coming. He welcomed and cursed it. Fuck, he wanted this. The maddening spiral of pleasure consuming him all thoughts siphoned away in this torrent of bliss. It was almost—
"Uchiha Sasuke, well damn, I thought I'd never see the day."
It was if a bucket of ice washed over him, drenching him in cold dread.
Firstly I want to say I'm sorry for the obscenly long wait. A death in the family hit me harder than expected and it killed, burned, and buried my muse.
Secondly!!!!
I need pairing choices for the new couple I'm going to introduce! I'm leaning towards writing Neji next chapter but the question is...
With who????
Neji/???
Next chapter should be out next week as I will make updates weekly!
Mouthwatering Cookies for reviewers!
-Lemony