A/n: Actually this is already in my LJ but the uncalled for holiday (but not really holiday) pushed it back. But here it is.
Edit 2: Holy crap, I forgot to censor the smut. I did not rate this story as M here so I have to make it wholesome ;)
Link for the uncut version (delete the spaces) : zaccheo. livejournal 45147. html
Meaning:
moshi-moshi - hello~what you say when answering the phone in japanese
chikuso-damnit
kuso-shit (well, aren't we generous in cursing, huh?)
Pick up the Phone
Part Six
He was rinsing himself when the phone rang. It was probably Naruto, he thought. He ignored the ringing and turned off the shower to dry himself with his towel. The phone went silent but after 5 seconds it rang again. The brunette sighed and went to his room.
"Moshi moshi?" He greeted but there was no answer. He patiently waited for 3 seconds before putting the phone to its cradle when somebody spoke up.
"Hello, Sasuke-kun," it answered. With his own voice as Saki. His eyes narrowed.
"Is this a prank call? Who are you? Do you want to-"
"He doesn't want you."
He frowned in question, not understanding what the person wanted to say from the other line. For several heartbeats he stood still from his position and gasped when he remembered the same phrase being said to him a while ago… by Saki.
"Impossible," he whispered.
He was startled by the ringing of the telephone, as if being suddenly wakened from something. He stared down in confusion as he noticed that he was just about to pick up the phone to answer. He looked at his palms as if wondering why the phone was not in his hands yet. Sasuke waited for several rings before picking it up.
He refused to say a greeting, refusing to have a repeat of what had happened earlier but just put the phone to his ear. But what he heard was different from what he expected.
"Look at the window," it said sweetly. Slowly he turned, and he saw Saki casually passing by, tossing a little wink his way. He grabbed a nearby kunai and threw it at the window, the weapon merely bouncing off. Then he saw his Saki reflection again on the glass door of the veranda. Frantically he ran and punched through it. Glass shattered everywhere. He glanced over his shoulder and saw the image again passing over a portrait. He took out another kunai and stabbed the portrait's glass with it. Then he saw it. It was his and Naruto's picture. Him as Saki. Framed and displayed on Saki's table. With his kunai embedded in the middle. He closed his eyes and sit down at the bed.
Then a familiar voice suddenly echoed in his mind.
-He doesn't want you-
Then he opened his eyes again.
-I'm the one that he is looking for-
Sasuke shakily stood up, covering both of his ears with his hands but words keep on flowing to his brain.
-He doesn't need you-
-He doesn't need you-
-He doesn't need you-
Over and over and over again.
"STOP!" Sasuke screamed, whipped up a kunai and stabbed the nearest wall repeatedly as if it would make the voice inside his head stop. His hands felt numbed and he felt himself stumble. He ignored it and stepped near Saki's table and pushed all the contents off the counter. More glass shattered to join the shards that were scattered across the floor-finally he gathered his scattered brain, charged his right hand with chidori, locked himself in the bathroom and punched out the remaining mirror there.
Suddenly feeling tired, he collapsed to his bathroom stool and breathed deeply from his opened mouth as he stared wide-eyed at nothing. Slowly, blood from his knuckles dripped down his hand and onto the once immaculate floor.
He shut his eyes for several minutes, feeling them burn red from the Sharingan. When he opened them, the phone rang.
Sasuke scrambled up to answer the phone and screamed into the receiver. "Get away from me!" But when he held the phone up, his eyes went wide when he heard the flat sound of the dial tone. Then he heard somebody laughing. In a shrill voice. In Saki's voice.
He opened his eyes and found himself still sitting on the stool in the bathroom with drying, sticky blood on his knuckles and on the floor.
...
At that moment the phone started to ring again.
Naruto paced back and forth around his little room. He should have been asleep right now but couldn't calm down and most certainly couldn't be still in times like this. He was still pissed at what Kakashi had said a while ago. He was dead worried about Sasuke. He paused when his gaze landed on the phone. His eyes hardened, and deciding to ignore Kakashi's order, he marched toward the phone and dialed the other boy's number.
Come on, Sasuke… Pick up the phone. Pick up the phone now... Naruto tapped his foot nervously, hoping that his teammate was already at his house.
Ring-ring-ring-
Sasuke just sat there at the bed, staring at the ringing machine with wide eyes, frozen in his spot.
Ring-ring-ring-
The telephone continued to disturb the silence. Sasuke looked blankly ahead of him as the continuous ringing of the telephone resounded in the whole room.
..
On the other line Naruto was continuously shuffling his feet as he waited for the phone to be answered. Maybe he's not back yet? He frowned, his worry increasing with every ring. Alright, he decided. I'll wait. He sighed and gritted his teeth.
..
All the while, Sasuke is staring at the phone, torn between picking up the phone or letting it be. He wasn't sure which was real anymore. The ringing phone? His bloody knuckles? The voice inside his head? The towel? The pain?
Or maybe it's not his imagination? Maybe Naruto was the one calling?
..
The blond nodded at himself approvingly and put the phone down, content with his decision.
..
At that time Sasuke had decided to pick up the receiver, not really caring anymore if he had just imagined the ringing of the phone or not.
"Naruto..." Sasuke spoke through the dial tone. "What would you do if you can't tell the difference between reality and imagination anymore?" And the phone slipped and fell from his hands.
Naruto was done waiting. (He couldn't last for another minute with his infamous 'patience.') He put on his jacket and readied himself for another Sasuke-hunting when he was surprised at what he found when he opened his door.
The very person that he was looking for.
"Sasuke…?"
Sasuke looked at him blankly
"What are you doing here?" He looked around outside and stared back at his teammate. "And how long are you waiting there…"
Then unexpectedly, the other boy suddenly grabbed his face and kissed him. Deeply. Naruto couldn't help but wonder what the heck was happening. He half-wanted to peer into the black eyes in order to try and figure out who was in control. And he actually did. But…
This… it's not. Saki.
Naruto was confused. And despite how much he wanted this moment and (oh God, yes, rough just the way it was), he pushed Sasuke away and opened his mouth to say something but was immediately hushed down by Sasuke's desperate lips.
"S-Sasuke… wait-"
They were moving backward. Naruto tried his best to disentangle himself from Sasuke, eager to know what was happening this time. But soon enough, he began to get affected by Sasuke's caresses.
The black-haired boy opened his mouth wider and dragged his lips to Naruto's jaw while his palms were running down and across Naruto's torso and hips, coming closer to him at every moment.
Chikusooo! He cursed as he gasped when Sasuke passed his hands along a sensitive part of his side. I won't have a chance like this again, right? He thought as he dimly noted that they had arrived at his messy bed and fell in sideways.
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The blond collapsed heavily on Sasuke's side as they both recovered. It was silent for a while. And finally, Sasuke spoke, "This is a dream too, isn't it? It's not real. It's too farfetched to be real."
Naruto frowned and looked at the dark-haired boy whose gaze was lost in the ceiling. Sasuke continued, "And besides… What's the point of doing this anyway?"
There was some movement on the mattress and Sasuke was out of the bed. Then he proceeded to put on his clothes to get out of Naruto's house.
Naruto bit his lips to himself from speaking out. It hurt to see Sasuke sounding so bitter like that. It made him want to grab the guy and hug him and never let go. This was pretty real. Sasuke looked real. And he was too wide-awake for this to be a dream.
And his emotions too, were real.
"I'll be going," the dark haired boy said.
Naruto's hands automatically grabbed Sasuke's arm. Sasuke looked back at him. "Don't go. If it's just a dream, what would you lose if you stayed here until you wake up?" he said.
Naruto looked into the blank coal eyes. Seeing his chance, he added, "If it's just a dream, nothing is wrong in whatever you are doing, right?" After thinking silently, the other boy relented and allowed himself be ushered back to the house.
Somewhere in the night where every sound were swallowed by the dark, a beautiful black-haired person sat up the bed and looked at their bed-mate's sleeping face. Saki lovingly stroked the coarse blond hair and softly dropped a kiss on the marked cheeks.
"How many years have we been together, Naruto? We've been through a lot, huh? And I know you'd absolutely hate it if I didn't tell you some secrets or for me to harbor some bad feelings for somebody but…" She looked sadly on the closed eyes, remembering something from the past.
Saki woke up in a pleasant morning with Naruto embracing her. She smiled and cuddled back as she closed her eyes, stifling a yawn. It won't hurt to sleep for another 5 minutes-
"Sasuke..." Naruto mumbled sleepily and cuddled closer.
Saki's eyes were wide and they stared at the tanned face while slowly her eyes were filled with tears. Naruto never woke up. He did not need to. He did not have to know his slip-up. Traces of the tears were gone. But the bitterness inside, it remained.
/flashback
And once again, tears flowed down from her almond eyes. "I am sorry, baby. But I can never forgive Sasuke."
...
Early Morning
At six o'clock on the dot, Sasuke's eyes promptly opened. He automatically sat up but almost collapsed back when sudden pain flared up throughout his lower back and hips. He almost groaned but covered the noise by gritting his teeth and shooting a dirty look at the sleeping blond beside him.
Not one for wasting time, his mind focused on what needed to be accomplished today. He immediately showered and got dressed. Today was mission's day, and he had to get up early to tidy up his own house and do some stretching before going to the meeting place. He also had to prepare the whole day's food as he might be too tired to do it when he got home later after work. He was not going to wait for the idiot to wake up to get out of this house. He had more important things to work on than to wait for some undisciplined fool who don't even bother to touch his filth he called home.
Really. And he has Saki to do the cleaning for him. He thought, irritated. How annoying.
After several confident and purposeful strides, he was out of the disorganized apaato. Then out of nowhere, his left knees give in. His eyes widened in surprise and immediately balanced himself on the nearby wall, causing his hips to bump on the hard cement.
"Kusooooo," he growled under his breath as the sharp pain continued to explode along the lower part of his body. "I think Narutobent me too much last…" He stopped on a realization, the one that he hadn't noticed earlier without a fully wake and cleared mind. "…night"
He immediately turned back to the old wooden door he exited not a while ago, everything that happened (or did not actually happened) last night replaying in his mind. He repeatedly cursed as he forced his legs to walk but he had to resort to finally leaning on the wall for support to make it to the door.
He knocked. Nobody answered. He narrowed his eyes and knocked harder.
"U-zu-ma-ki!" He called out. There was some bit of shuffling and a muffled irritated voice. Then the door suddenly opened. And he suddenly hit the tanned face that appeared with his fist.
"What the fucking FUCK!" Naruto screamed in rage, cradling his left jaw.
"That's for you to wake up." He took a step nearer. "Naruto… about last night…"
Sasuke stilled and lowered his head. The blonde waited for the other to speak up. His worry began to grow as the silence lengthened and when the dark-haired boy swayed a bit, he extended his arms out to protect him from falling but it seemed like the other boy caught himself in time. After a while, he sighed elaborately, and to the Naruto's surprise…
…Slithered toward him and hooked his pale lithe arms around his neck. "Naruto-kuuunnnn…" The person in front of him crooned into his clothed shoulders. "About last night…." She nuzzled at his neck comfortably.
"Saki-chan," he stated as he looked down at the black head. Naruto put his arms around Saki, seeking comfort in his confusion. He masked it by pretending to hug her to support her weight. He rested his face on the still-wet hair and closed his eyes.
"Come inside, baby." With his right arm, he lifted the thin girl clinging to him by the butt and used the other to close the door. Ya gotta eat some more, Bastard, he said to himself while walking toward the living room area of his one-room apartment.
"About last night…" She repeated while being carried, letting her feet hang in the air. "What happened? And why am I standing there?" She leaned further on the solid body she was draped on.
He laid them together on the sofa with her head lying on his chest. "Why don't you rest here for a bit, I think you are overusing your body."
"Why? Something happened?" she asked. "Mmmhhhhhnn… sleepy." She snuggled deeper into the sofa and his boyfriend, giving him several sloppy, sleepy kisses.
"Uhh… n-none. N… nothing that you know of." He didn't know why but suddenly, after all these years, he felt like lying to his girlfriend right now. He gave a few nibbles on her jaw then kissed her again. Good thing she's too sleepy to notice.
"Come on, just sleep. If you're still feel sleepy then just do it," he said while looking away. She shifted a few times then a bit later, he felt her breath evening out. He looked at the beautiful sleeping creature in his arms.
Naruto caressed the smooth rosy-white cheek. She never appeared this sudden in the middle of Sasuke talking. Is he starting to lose control of her going in and going out? he contemplated. What is going on with the two of you? I kinda feel sorry for always blaming Sasuke on their problems now.
Feeling tempted to kiss those plump lips, he opened his mouth and was about to taste his addiction once again when another punch landed, this time on his left jaw.
"Agh! fucking damn shit, what the hell!?"
And there was Sasuke sitting in front of him, looking alert and wide-awake, even without the red sleepy eyes (how did even they do that?) and bedhead appearance that Saki fully had not just a while ago.
"Fucking dirty mouth," Sasuke straightly said and stood up, smoothing up his clothes.
"Says you. You're just cursed, you know," the blond countered.
"So? I just use it when it can't be helped while you spit it out with almost every time you speak, like you're using it as your own personal sentence period. And being talkative made it worse." The pale young man stood up and headed for the door.
Naruto frowned and stood up too, about to stop Sasuke. He still thought that Sasuke had not rested enough. But to his surprise, the other boy stopped so suddenly that he almost collided into his back.
"I blacked out." The leaving young man stated without turning around. "Good thing Saki is sluggish is the mornings. I have to do my things before she disturbs me again."
"Sasuke…" Naruto began.
"I have to go now," Sasuke interrupted.
"Ah? Aren't you pushing yourself too much? Look at you, shaking like a bamboo tree and paler than usual. You did not even give a chance for your body to rest and adjust. Even Saki knows that much."
Sasuke stopped from his walking. Yes, he thought. Naruto was an idiot. But how could he overlook the blond's sensitivity on his minute actions? He walked as straight as he could and with a few steps..?
Thinking that he made Sasuke mad, the blonde continued. "I-I mean you have to at least sit down first, not work out like some madman first thing in the morning, not even giving yourself a time to breathe. Are you some kind of a robot?"
The black-haired boy slowly turned around. He seemed to avoid looking at Naruto's face but then the blue-eyed boy thought he must be just too lost in thoughts to do so.
"Just this once, even if you are the idiot of idiots I am going to trust your judgement about this matter," He said as he walked toward Naruto, still not looking at him in the eye. "I am not going to rely on sharingan this time. Can you tell me?"
Then Sasuke gripped the neckline of Naruto's shirt and looked directly into the blue eyes with all seriousness. "What happened last night? Is it for real?"
The question 'What's wrong with you' burned the tip of Naruto's tongue but he couldn't get it out. He was almost reluctant to speak up, afraid to break this delicate moment where Sasuke choose to talk to him like this. He wrapped his fingers on the pale arms. "What do you think?" he softly asked.
Sasuke squeezed his eyes shut and let his head fall on the blond's chest. His grip on the other's collar loosened. "Why? Why can't I help myself? This is so stupid."
Naruto did not have any answer to that so he chose to simply listen.
"I can't even tell if I am dreaming or awake anymore. I'm not… supposed to…"
Sasuke was about to break away from the blonde but the tanned hands wrapped themselves around his. Sasuke closed his eyes, refusing to rely on the warm comfort the hands gave and slowly walked away.
"Is it that really hard?" Naruto questioned from behind the retreating figure.
His steps halted at the question but he forced himself to go, knowing from Naruto's sideways answer what he needed to know.
Sasuke's back looked thin and weary as Naruto watch him leave the house.
How should I know? Can't you just simply tell me? As much as he wanted to, Naruto never made a move to stop Sasuke anymore, despite of how desperately he looked for the other boy last night. Was he also as confused as him as to what is happening?
