Sasuke and Naruto

Act Four

By Zenerific1

Sasuke was standing in a dimly lit corner of the huge ballroom watching as Itachi talked with some of the people there. He'd seen the gleam in his brother's eyes when they'd spotted Sarutobi. Itachi had excused himself, saying it wouldn't do to not speak with the man, even though they knew he was a Namikaze supporter. Suigetsu and Juugo had drifted off into the crowd; Suigetsu looking for a quickie and Juugo muttering that he would keep Suigetsu out of trouble.

Sasuke reached up to make sure that the half mask that Itachi had insisted they all wear was still in place. They had been standing in line at the gates while security had gone over everyone with one of those metal detectors. The party was by invitation only and Sasuke had been sure that they wouldn't be getting in. He stepped up to the security guard and raised his hands to be scanned while Itachi had pulled an invitation from his obi. Sasuke had narrowed his eyes briefly but didn't say anything as they were waved through.

"How did you get that?" Sasuke asked as soon as they were out of earshot.

"I simply called in a favor," was all Itachi would say, even when Sasuke had demanded to know the source, but his brother refused to say anything else.

Now here Sasuke was in a room full of hot, sweating bodies, some of which were trying to dance while others gossiped in little groups at the fringes.

"According to Yamanaka, Minato is making an announcement tonight regarding the future of his company. Do you suppose that he's finally naming Kyuubi as his heir?"

"Well, he certainly can't name that illegitimate brat the heir, can he? His stocks would take a nose dive. That spawn of a demon would put this company into the toilet."

"True, I would pull my sponsorship immediately not to mention my votes. I just wouldn't be able to trust that Namikaze was still in his right mind if he named that boy his heir." The word boy was infused with such disdain that it made even Sasuke flinch.

He'd been listening in on the conversation around him and it seemed that everyone was saying the same things. They all believed that Minato's younger son being named the heir apparent was the worst thing that Minato Namikaze could do for his business. He rolled his eyes.

"Did you hear what he did at the academy just this last spring? He failed the finals!"

"Couldn't even cheat properly! That girl of Hyuuga's was kicked out too! Her father got it out of her that she was trying to help him, but according to her he refused. Ha!"

"Utterly ridiculous, him refusing to cheat. He's the son of a common whore, why would anyone believe such rot, refusing help like that on such an important test, is such garbage."

"So, you're saying that you would cheat if you were offered such help?" A smooth voice broke into the conversation.

Sasuke looked to see who this new voice was. The new character on the stage was a tall man in a black demon mask and a cloak that hid his body down to his knees. Only the dark trousers and shiny wing tips were visible.

"Of course not. In the first place I wouldn't need to cheat, because—"

"You're an uptight, self-righteous bitch?"

The woman who had been gossiping with her friends was unnerved enough to drop the hand held mask. Her long horse-like features paled and she shook slightly at the insult, before she gathered herself to give the man a thorough dressing down.

"How dare--?"

She was interrupted again. "Mrs. Kiya, we all know that you would like nothing more that to see the Namikaze fail and be humiliated. After all, he did turn down your very public pursuit of him two years ago. It would perhaps be better if you just kept your mouth shut so that you don't further embarrass yourself or your husband." With those words, the man turned on his heel and stalked off to another section of the room.

"How dare he address me like that?" The woman turned red-faced to slander the person that had just left, only to find that her companions of moments before had slunk off to different groups, not wanting to be associated with her any longer.

Sasuke watched the cloaked figure disappear into the crowd.

"Magnificent, isn't he?"

Startled into almost jumping, Sasuke frowned at his brother who had just appeared at his shoulder.

"I thought that you were busy schmoozing with Aburame?"

"Oh, I was until he began with his whole organic, pesticide-free gardening crap."

Sasuke nodded in understanding. He'd had to sit through enough of those conversations when his father forced him into dinning with the head of the Aburame clan. The man's whole family was obsessed with saving the planet. It had something to do with some beetle that lived in their forest being nearly extinct. He'd heard more than once that they were only a hundred or so of the species left. Who in their right minds kept track of such things? The whole entomologic family was nuts.

"Besides, it looked like the entertainment over here was much more enjoyable," chuckled Itachi. He motioned in the direction that the man had gone. "I've been following Kyuubi around all night trying to get close enough to the man to talk to, but he always seems to disappear just before I can."

"That was Kyuubi?" Sasuke was dually impressed. He was nearly as good as an Uchiha at dressing people down, plus he was noble enough to protect his brother.

"Yep," Itachi chortled, "He would make such a good Uchiha, don't you think?"

Sasuke slowly turned and looked at his brother in horrified fascination. "Who are you, and where is my brother? Uchiha don't find humor in any situation, we don't express humor either, and most importantly, we do not think that a Namikaze would be good Uchiha material."

"Ah, but you see, I don't believe in this whole feud thing. It's like trying to read by candle light when there are light bulbs. It's outdated just like Madara. And so is the whole non-emotion schpill." Itachi smiled at Sasuke's incredulous face. "I understand the need to show a poker face while dealing with business; after all you don't need to give away your upper hand before the ink has dried. But to not have fun and enjoy life, Sasuke, is just plain boring. I'm done with being boring. I want to live and I want to have fun and I want to upset the balance of one Kyuubi Namikaze."

Itachi brushed past his brother intent on following Kyuubi to his next destination he imparted some more advice, "And if I'm not mistaken then this whole night is going to be a revelation for us both."

More than a little weirded out, Sasuke made his way around the ballroom to the terrace doors that had been opened to allow a breeze to cool the occupants of the room. Sasuke slipped past fluttering shears and into the cool night. He moved away from the light and settled onto a stone bench in a secluded corner of the terrace. He drew deep of the fresh air to calm his nerves and wondered for the thousandth time how it was that Itachi had talked him into coming to this event.

It wasn't like the others that he had attended, sent by his father to take Itachi's place. Those times he'd been looking for the right opening to employ his knowledge to further his father's business along or to generate interest. They weren't social situations, at least not in Sasuke's mind, they were meetings or negotiations. To be placed in a social climate where the only thing expected of him was to have fun, made Sasuke feel awkward and unsure.

During his younger days, he'd been shy and stand-offish, which had caused the kids at school to think he was cool because he wouldn't talk to anyone. He hung out with Suigetsu and Juugo because they didn't feel the need to make him talk. In fact, Suigetsu was always talking while he and Juugo had listened to him ramble. They were also the rich kids, so that generated its own fan base of gold digging girls who wanted the prestige of being a pampered girlfriend. Whereas Suigetsu started to take advantage of this fact when he was old enough to understand it, Sasuke had realized that he wasn't interested in girls that way. He wasn't interested in boys either. For some reason, he couldn't help but think that he wanted something more meaningful than what one of those shallow relationships offered.

Taking out a small plastic box of mints, he opened it, only to have them go flying when a hard body crashed into his. He ended up on the ground, groaning while said body sprawled on top of him. When he opened his eyes they were met with a red fox mask behind which startled sapphire eyes shone. The color such a true blue, that for a moment, Sasuke was mesmerized. He couldn't look away, or think, or do anything logical while he was drowning in those eyes. They were so close that he could feel the warmth of air rushing over his lips, and he parted his to take in the taste of that air.

Then reality crashed in as the body moved to get up off of him causing him more pain as a knee was pressed roughly between his legs.

"Oh man, I'm really sorry. Iwasn''tthinkthatanyonewasouthere. I'mreallysorry!" The apology was stated in such a rush that it took a moment for Sasuke to figure out where the breaks in the words were supposed to be.

"Hn." Sasuke grunted sitting up, wincing as he tried to rearrange where his balls were without giving in and using his hands.

"Are you alright?" A hand appeared in Sasuke vision and he looked up. "Let me help you up." The fox asked.

Sasuke took the hand against his better judgment and was startled to find that it was calloused in odd places. The warmth of the hand that engulfed his cold one felt so good that Sasuke allowed the touch to linger even after he'd been helped to his feet. He looked up to find the man's mask was still in place but he'd lost his. Those eyes were devouring Sasuke and the man seemed to have forgotten that he still had Sasuke's hand.

The other's calloused hand reached up and slid the mask back, revealing a gorgeous face underneath. It was smooth and tanned, the only blemish being three faint white lines that graced each cheek. But they didn't detract from the beauty of the man. He had huge blue eyes and a cute nose. Full lips were parted as if waiting for a kiss, one that Sasuke found he very much wanted to give him. A lock of golden hair, slid into the man's eyes, and Sasuke reflexively reached up to brush it back, allowing his hand to slid down the soft cheek.

"You're very pretty," the man said softly, and Sasuke noticed that a husky note had entered his voice making it deeper, more sinful.

"Hn, idiot," Sasuke grunted unable to form anything more.

The man's eyes widened at the insult and he dropped Sasuke's hand like a hot potato. He frowned or tried to but it was more of a pout with his lower lip sticking out. His arms came up to fold over his narrow chest. Sasuke found the whole action endearing but didn't say so. Instead he smirked.

"Look, I said I was sorry," the fox said. "You don't have to be such a bastard about it and call people names."

"Hn." And a wider smirk.

The lip came out more. "Fine! Be all caveman-y and just grunt. I don't have to stand around and put up with it." He turned away from Sasuke and took a step, while Sasuke tried to think of something that would keep the man with him.

"Naruto?" A voice said from the lit section of the terrace.

"Crap!" The man said and turned back to Sasuke. "Don't say anything!" He demanded then yanked Sasuke forward and kissed him.

Sasuke felt his whole world shift in an instant like planets were aligning and plans were being made. His body went hot and his blood raced through his veins. He felt the heat rush to two different places at once as he face and groin heated. And that at just the press of lips against his, there wasn't any motion involved.

Hearing footsteps approach, he saw Danzo's nephew step into view. The man was paler than any Uchiha and his dark hair was cut close to his head. There was also a possessive look in his eye when he spotted them. Sasuke wasn't about to let this man take what he'd figured was his so he raised his arms and wrapped them around thin shoulders then turned his full attention to making sure that the man in his arms knew who he belonged to.

The kiss turned serious and Sasuke coaxed the other man's lips open so that he could explore the hidden recessed inside. He swept his tongue over teeth and explored the inside of cheeks before dueling with the sweet warmth of tongue playing over the muscle and dominating it. The man tasted sweeter than any candy and Sasuke knew that he could easily become addicted to it. He widened his stance and slid his hands down to grip hip and yanked the man closer so that their erections brushed. A low moan came from deep within a tanned throat and the body moved to press against him again, grinding into Sasuke.

Inside his head, Sasuke smirked, but outwardly he just cupped a firm ass and squeezed to let his appreciation known. He drifted away from the lips needing to taste the rest of the flesh. He nipped and licked his way down the jaw line to the hollow of Naruto's throat.

Sasuke had picked up that this was Naruto from the reaction the man had shown when Sai had called his name. It was the only thing that had processed through his mind before Naruto had kissed him.

Sasuke turned Naruto slightly and pushed him back a couple of steps never breaking contact with the throat he was deliberately marking.

Naruto's back hit the hard surface of the exterior wall and the cool stone brought some focus back to him. Warm lips were sucking and biting at the pulse point in his throat, making him think that the man wanted the act out the role his was dressed as. Naruto also noticed that Sai was gone, but he didn't want to stop the exquisite sensations that the dark haired man was causing in his stomach and lower.

A hard thigh pressed between his and Naruto shifted enough to let it. His head tilted back and an electric ball spiked through his groin and he nearly came but was able to clench his muscles in time to stop it.

"God!" he muttered harshly. "If you don't stop, I'm going to cum."

"Hn." The muffled grunt reached Naruto ears and the sound pushed him to a new plane of pleasure.

He groaned and his hands wandered under the cloak the man wore to explore the fabric covered figure. He could feel the hardness of muscle and knew that the taller man was cut. He felt the man's hands exploring him, and followed along the same paths.

"P—please," Naruto muttered and paused as he realized he didn't even know who this man was. "I—what—I don't know your name." He lowered his face to tuck it into the curve of the man's throat to hide the blush that stole across it, making it an even darker red than the flushed pink that passion had stained it.

"Sasuke." The man whispered even as his hands slid up Naruto's chest and undid a few of the buttons giving him access to the collar bone. Teeth raked across the clavicle, bringing with it a rush of new sensations. Naruto remembered the odd elongated teeth when he'd explored the others mouth and he now realized that they were as sharp as they felt. A slice of pain that dulled into pleasure as a warm tongue lapped at the hurt.

Naruto felt more buttons being freed and the dress shirt along with the tuxedo jacket was pushed from his shoulder and down his arms trapping them. He didn't even know when the tie had been removed or where it was.

"S—Sasuke…" Naruto moaned when pale fingers found his nipples and brushed lightly over them. He arched into the touch, unable to stop, bowing his back in silent entreaty for more of the same touch. Sasuke didn't disappoint him. His fingers latched onto the offering and squeezed, rolling the hard buds between his thumb and forefinger. "Ah!"

Sasuke smiled at the lovely noises that were coming from Naruto. Each whimper and moan drove him to push the blond even further. He licked his way down the heaving chest to replace his fingers on the copper disks. A ragged half yell was followed up by a hand slapping over a mouth. Sasuke laved the hard tip with his tongue experimenting. Pressing his tongue against it and suckling, then swirled the tip of his tongue around it and each one rewarding him with a different sound. The sucking generated a harsh gasp, while the swirling created a soft whimper.

Sasuke's hands drifted down to play across the defined six-pack before sliding along the waistband of Naruto's slacks. He dipped a finger into the pants and petted the skin, hearing the acceleration of his partner's breathing. A strong hand clamped around his wrist, halting his exploration and sapphire eyes clouded with passion sought his face.

"We can't," gasped Naruto as he pulled away.

"Why? You seem to be enjoying yourself," the cool voice doused what remained of Naruto's passion.

He took a few minutes to straighten his clothing, buttoning the buttons quickly and tucking the shirt back into his trousers. As he tried to smooth out the wrinkles he looked around for the bow tie. Not finding it, he shrugged slightly telling himself that he would have to see if Iruka had another one. Then he turned his attention back to Sasuke.

Naruto smiled as he took in the mussed and tangled hair as well as the swollen lips. The pink flush across pale cheeks was more than a little satisfying. Naruto took an involuntary step but forced himself to stop when he saw the rekindled passion flare in Sasuke's eyes.

"Why?" Sasuke asked again impatience showing through.

"I've got responsibilities," was all Naruto was willing to confess.

"Naruto!" This time a different voice called from the terrace doors and in seconds Iruka appeared. "Finally! I've been searching for you for the last ten minutes. Sai said he'd thought that you'd gone out onto the terrace but he only found a…couple…" Iruka broke off when he noticed that he charge wasn't alone. Sharp eyes took in the Uchiha and then widened in shock as he recognized Sasuke. He then noticed the ragged appearance of Naruto's clothing and misjudged the situation. He moved swiftly to place himself between Naruto and the Uchiha. "What are you doing here?" he asked quietly, voice lowering to a deadly growl.

Confused, Naruto looked back and forth between Sasuke and Iruka. He'd only seen Iruka act this way once before when they'd been shopping and their path had crossed an…Uchiha. Naruto turned to Sasuke and waited with held breath for his response.

"I was trying to enjoy the party." Sasuke leaned back against the wall, keeping his body relaxed and tried to convey that he wasn't a threat through his body language. He had finally realized just who Naruto was and he was going over the back-up plan in his mind.

"How did you get in? The party was invitation only and I know that one wasn't sent to the Uchiha clan. Plus, I was the one to arrange the security, not even the Hokage himself wouldn't be able to get in unless he had an invitation."

"But I did have an invitation." Sasuke wasn't about to bring anyone else into the situation. "I didn't mean anyone any harm nor did I harm anyone. You can even ask Naruto." He motioned towards the silent and worried blond.

Iruka looked at Naruto and his keen eyes finally registered the swollen lips and the lingering flush. A look of surprise, anger, and disappointment rolled across his features and he slowly relaxed his stance.

"Naruto what were you doing out here with Sasuke Uchiha?" Iruka demanded.

"I—I didn't know he was an Uchiha," Naruto mumbled.

"Do you even know who he is?"

"You just said he was Sasuke Uchiha."

"Shit! He's the second son of Fugaku Uchiha, Madara's heir!" Iruka's voice rose with each word until Naruto could almost see fire breathing out with each syllable.

"So?"

At Naruto's quiet response, Sasuke looked at the blond in surprise. He'd expected Naruto to become angry, to yell that he was an enemy, to attack him, to…anything but respond with a quiet 'so'. He found solemn eyes looking at him, the blue lost in the gathering shadows.

Naruto's shoulders straightened and he turned to Iruka. "So? He didn't attack me. He was nothing but kind when I came out here to get away from Sai! If anything, I'm the one that attacked him. When Sai followed me, I felt trapped, like I didn't have anywhere to run. So I made Sasuke kiss me! If anything it would make Sai stop his pursuit of me!"

The vehemence in Naruto's husky voice startled both men. Naruto was defending the Uchiha, an event that neither household had ever expected. But to Iruka it was so in character that he really shouldn't have been surprised.

"Naruto! Iruka! Are you out here?" A cloaked black figure appeared and on his arm was a young lady in a traditional Japanese kimono. Her face was painted to look like a geisha's and Iruka frowned at the resemblance she bore to the Uchiha that Naruto had just confessed to molesting. In a blink a fan appeared out of nowhere and was flicked open to hide the face from Iruka's searching eyes.

"Kyuubi? Who is…?"

"Itachi Uchiha."

"Ah, I see. I should have guessed that Sasuke wouldn't be here without some back up." Iruka muttered. He rubbed at his temples as he tried to figure out what was going on.

"Itachi?" Sasuke looked to his brother who hadn't seemed the least surprised when Kyuubi had known who he was. Itachi just shrugged and smiled even as his hand tightened on the bicep that he was clutching.

The cloaked man reached up and pushed his mask backward on his head allowing the hood to fall and reveal a face that resembled Naruto's, just without the markings and a wild head of red hair. He took in Sasuke's and Naruto's rumpled look and frowned. He raised an eyebrow at his brother and was rewarded with flushing cheeks as Naruto ducked his head to escape his brother's all-knowing look. Itachi's lips tilted up as he saw the same blush rise to his brother's cheeks.

"Naruto, Dad is looking for you. It's time for the announcement." Kyuubi reminded Iruka, who nodded in agreement remembering why he'd come in search of Naruto in the first place.

"Yes, you need to go find your father. You as well, Kyuubi. I'll make sure that these two make it off the estate without any harm coming to them." Iruka moved to grasp Sasuke's arm only to have the appendage elude his grasp as the Uchiha took a step back. Sasuke moved around Iruka and up to the blond.

Smirking, he leaned forward invading Naruto's space. He was better able to see Naruto's eyes, unable to resist teasing the blond.

"You may have initiated that kiss, but I was the one whose tongue was down your throat," he muttered for their ears only and his voice lowered even more. "And I can't wait to do it again."

Naruto swallowed and tried to suppress the shiver that race sown his spine to bubble in a heated pool in his groin. "Me too."