Hey! Sorry I've been bad.
As Meeca-Myiozaki pointed out to me, I haven't been updating! –gasp-
I apologize, it's just I've been crammed with last-minute before-spring-break homework and I've been working on plot revisions. (Yaoi next chapter!)
But for now, I'm all bundled up (there's more fucking snow coming. It's almost April for God's sake!) and I have a hot mug of coffee and ¼ bowl of trail mix with mnm's. Let the writing festivities begin!
WARNINGS: yaoi, yuri, OCCness, OC, modern setting, no ninjas
DISCLAIMER: Kishimoto-sama is the supreme ruler of Naruto, I'm just a humble servant using his characters. dob
"Oh my God, Sasuke, that's horrible!" Kitty exclaimed after hearing the raven's excuse for leaving so many years ago. It was a tragic tale and now Kitty felt severely guilty of wishing the man dead for so many years.
"Please, it was nothing compared to leaving him." Sasuke stated blankly. Kitty sighed.
"Have you told him of this?"
"How the fuck could I Kitty? I was in England and he was everywhere. It's not like I could just waltz away from that place just to go make up with the boyfriend that got me sent away."
"You could have told him once you got out!"
"Yeah, I'm going to have the energy to hightail it all over the world after twenty years of brutality!" Sasuke countered. Kitty threw her hands in the air in defeat. She shouldn't be hackling the poor man.
"I know, I know. I apologize. Why don't you come back to my place so I can cook you a nice warm meal and you can get some uninterrupted rest, okay?" She asked, eyeing him thoughtfully. True to his story, he did indeed look hollow and depressed. The guy needed some good, old-school TLC.
"I can't Kitty; I need to go to him to tell him everything."
"But you don't know where he is!"
"Tokyo, Japan. KIBA is holding a show there tonight, aren't I correct?" He inquired with a raised eyebrow.
"I believe you are. But Sasuke, be sensible! Come, eat and rest and we'll worry about Naruto when you feel up to heading to Japan." Kitty said back strictly, leaving no room for argument. But, of course, like the Uchiha he's known to be, Sasuke always made room for argument.
"'Fraid I cannot do that Kat. I have to catch the next flight to Tokyo to catch him before the concert or before they move on to the next city." Sasuke said plainly, putting some money down on the table and standing up. Stretching, he showed off his (non-existent) stomach. The white shirt he had on clung to his scrawny body. Kitty gasped and grabbed his wrist. He shot her a look that clearly said she was crazy.
"You, are, not, going, anywhere." She stated darkly, enunciating every word. She pulled him along, bade a quick goodbye to Hinata, and threw him roughly into the BMW. "Give me the keys."
"Kitty you cannot do..."
"Give me the keys."
"I forgot my..."
"Sasuke..." She warned, locking the doors.
"KITTY, YOU UNLOCK THESE DOORS!"
"Sasuke. Give, me, the, fucking, keys." She said deeply. Sasuke quickly handed her the keys, not wanting to die quite yet. She smiled and started the car.
They sped down the street in silence. The radio was never turned on and Kitty was attempting to go over the speed limit without getting pulled over.
"Kitty, why aren't you in Tokyo?" Sasuke asked after they had gotten on the expressway. She laughed dryly.
"My client forbade me to go."
"Why would he do that?"
"You see Sasuke, I am pregnant."
"Oh, I see. Wait, you're married? Or is it a love child because you're secretly a whore?" Sasuke asked seriously. He received a painful blow to the head, Sakura-style. "Sorry..." He mumbled, nursing his injury.
"To answer your question, yes, I am married, been married for nearly six years, and my last name is now Louis-Sabaku." She explained. Sasuke nodded.
"That's nice."
"No, it sucks." Kitty deadpanned. Sasuke chuckled shortly.
"Who's the lucky guy?" He asked. She snorted.
"Don't talk like that. You sound like some desperate romantic. You'll see him when we get to my house." She said. Sasuke shrugged and looked out the window. They passed the high school he had attended so long ago. He gazed at it, getting lost in his memories.
Kitty noticed and smiled. "What are you remembering Sasuke?"
"Nothing really, just my old friends and the time Naruto pissed off our math teacher so much that she threw a chair at the wall. I wonder if the dent's still there." He said, grinning slightly. Kitty laughed, but stopped when the smile went away as quickly as it came. She took her eyes off the road and placed one hand under Sasuke's chin. She made him look at her and she smiled sadly.
"I know it must be a lot to handle, but it is okay to smile for a few moments once in awhile." She said softly. He just gazed at her and she turned her attention back to the road. No wonder Naruto loved her so much. She's just like an older sister should be. Sasuke thought and went back to staring out the window.
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"Honey, I'm home!" Kitty called into her house. She could here movement from the kitchen and immediately slipped off her shoes and ran towards it. She entered and hugged her husband. She kissed him on the lips and ran her fingers through his red hair. He smiled softly and kissed her back.
"Welcome back, Kat. I see you've brought a friend?" He asked, eyes catching Sasuke, who stood leaning against the doorway.
"Yep, that's the infamous You-know-who." Kitty told him. His eyes sparkled with interest.
"Really now, you're the punk that broke Kit's heart?" He asked, raising a non-visible eyebrow at the raven, who chuckled in return.
"I can't say I'm a punk anymore, but that ordeal is what started this whole mess, isn't it?" He said sagely. Kitty rolled her eyes.
"Honey, this is Sasuke Uchiha. Sasuke, this is my husband, Gaara Sabaku." She said, quickly introducing them. Gaara looked at Kitty, sending her mind messages that they needed to talk alone. "Um, Sasuke, could you please go wait in the living room for a second? Or you may take a shower in the hall bathroom if you want. Dinner will be ready in about an hour." She said and shooed him off. She shut the door behind her. "I know you're either angry with me or confused." She said to Gaara.
"Why is he back? I thought you said he was in England?"
"He ran away. Oh Gaara, you should hear his story! It's so sad! I'd tell you but it's not my place to say."
"Why did you bring him home?"
"The poor bastard is starved, honey. He hasn't had a proper night's rest in years and he needs a stable environment to get better." Kitty said. Gaara just looked at the door suspiciously.
"Just last night you were ranting on about him being, and I quote, 'a cold-hearted, good-for-nothing, son of a bitch bastard who should die and rot in hell for what he did to Kit.'"
"Well, that was before I knew what was really going on and realized how little the Kit knows."
"I see, so he will be staying with us?" Gaara asked nonchalantly. Kitty nodded.
"Yes, until he is well enough to venture out and fix things." She said as she started to work on dinner. Gaara sighed and hugged her from behind.
"It's kind of hard to not think badly about him because ever since we met, I've heard nothing but shit about him from everyone." He said. She nodded.
"Nobody really has let it go. It was so hard to see Kit break into a million pieces." She said sadly in return.
"Yet, the weirdest and most ironic thing is that Kit himself never once spoke ill of Sasuke. If he did speak of him, it was of the good times he'd had with him." Gaara said into her ear. There was a momentary silence as Kitty racked her brain to see if he was correct.
"You have a point Gaara. It's like he never lost faith in him, even if on the surface he seemed like it." Kitty agreed and got out a pan for pasta. Gaara wandered off to the living room to watch the news and wait for their guest to get out of the shower and dinner to be served.
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Sasuke sighed in delight as he felt the hot water of his shower run down his body. For the past sixteen years he had taken nothing but five minute ice cold showers three times a week. He shook his head and leaned against the tiled siding of the shower. He mustn't think of those things anymore. He was safe back home with a friend and her husband. He washed his hair and body, just cringing at the thought of all the grime that had been collecting on them. In retrospect, if he'd known about the future, he'd never executed things like he did in the past.
"I'm an idiot. I deserve to be lonely and in pain." He somewhat chanted to himself. The self-inflicted degrading words were what he had to say to himself for as long as he can remember. They had told him to say it. They wanted him to feel weak, stupid, useless, and like a burden, and they had succeeded. Unfortunately for them, something had come up and the incident had caused mass chaos and Sasuke's chance to escape.
He stepped out of the shower after he was clean and dried his body off. He wiped away the condensation on the mirror and stared at his reflection. Staring back at him was a pale adult male who had dark bags under his eyes and hollowed out facial features. His hair stuck to his face and his lips where cracked and dry. He'd have to ask Kitty for some lip balm later. He sighed and got dressed in the sweats and black sweatshirt that Kitty had given him to wear. He flipped off the lights and walked out of the bathroom. A wonderful aroma filled his nostrils and his mouth watered. He was starving; he realized and nearly sprinted to the dining room, where he saw pasta, vegetables, bread and butter, salad, and wine waiting for him along with a smiling Kitty and her slightly amused husband.
After dinner, they were all sitting round the living room, half watching the television, half waiting for something to happen. That something happened when the phone rang shrilly from the other room. Kitty jumped up and ran to get it. She answered and the men could hear her shocked voice from in the kitchen. A moment later, she came back, holding the phone in her hand and telling them with her movements that it was on speaker.
"How was the show?" She asked, hesitantly, looking at Sasuke all the while. Gaara knew who it was already, and he too was gazing at Sasuke, as if to judge what he was going to do.
"It was amazing Kitty. The crowd was wild and it went flawlessly, like every concert we've ever done." A male's voice said from the other end. Sasuke's eyes widened to the size of dinner plates and he gulped. That voice was so familiar, yet so different after what seemed like forever. It was Naruto on the other line.
"That's great! I wish I could be there, but alas, I'm pregnant. By the way, why do you sound so stuffy, like you've been crying?" She asked, getting worried.
"Oh, it's nothing..." Naruto's voice said. You still lie as horrible as you did back then Dobe. Sasuke thought, uneasiness settling in his brain. Something was wrong and he wanted to know what.
"Naruto, you suck at lying," Kitty said, voicing Sasuke's thoughts, "now tell me what's wrong!"
"Kitty, I received the worst shock this evening after the concert. The president of Japan took the band back to his Tokyo home and we had a nice little chat. Suddenly this chick flies into the room and she attaches herself to me and is rambling on about something. Then the president made me feel guilty and the band made me have a panic attack and Ino said I should accept and then I confessed that I still love and then I had to talk to you, which I'm doing right now and I don't know what to do Kitty!" He sobbed. Gaara shook his head and Kitty developed a confused look on her face. Sasuke bristled. Someone had hurt his Dobe.
"Naruto, please, what did the 'chick' say to you?" Kitty asked.
"Let's just say that I am suddenly and forcibly going to wed the Japanese first daughter against my will."
Silence on both ends of the phone.
"WHAT!" Kitty yelled with Sasuke. She glared at him and he shut up.
"Yeah, turns out she's a crazed fangirl who threatened her dad she'd kill herself if she didn't marry me." Naruto sighed sadly. Kitty was about to tell him that she had no clue what to do, when her eyes locked with Sasuke's. The lightbulb went onin her head and she nearly laughed.
"Naruto, can you leave Japan, alone?" She asked.
"I'm not supposed to, but I could pull it off. Why do you ask?"
"Let's just say I have the perfect plan to get you out of that wedding/engagement." She said slyly. Naruto yelped happily.
"What do I do?"
"Meet me in St. Petersburg in five days. We'll discuss the plan then. Gaara will be coming with as will a guest of mine." She said.
"Okay. I will see you then. Where should we me in St. Pete's?"
"The fountain where we met." She said. You could almost hear Naruto nod on the other end.
"Of course, that's perfect. Shit, someone's coming it might be Ayame or Ino. I'll talk to you later, okay?"
"Alright."
"Bye Kitty. You are the best and I love you!" He said as he hung up.
"Love you too Kit." Kitty said and ended the call. She looked up and saw her husband staring at her curiously and Sasuke trying not to kill something.
"Boys, let's get packing. We're heading to St. Petersburg!" She exclaimed.
Haha, I love Kitty.
wow, St. Petersburg. I've wanted to go there since forever.
Anyway, next chapter will have a lemon in it and a lot of yaoi since this story is lacking a lot of it.
-yawns- i am so very tired and it's only 11:15. u.u
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