Author's note: Okay, for the last time. I don't think I can put a website name up here, so go to leaf ninja .com (erase the spaces) then biographies. ^_^ That should be a lot more helpful.
Okay, what I said before about you understanding why I say so many 'strong' words being in this chpater as well as the last was a--lie, unintentionally of course, but in this chapter you won't really understand why I use so many 'strong' words--sorry.
Mens Sana in Corpore Sano
Naruto arose the next morning in another unfamiliar room. He yawned and stretched before rubbing the sleep from his eyes. He laggardly threw the blankets aside and slid out of bed.
He looked down and noticed he didn't have any clothes on, save for his boxers and black t-shirt. He looked around and seen his pants and shirt neatly folded on top of the dresser. He decided to forget about it for now, and be more concerned with locating a bathroom. He sluggishly strode out the door and into the hallway.
He wondered where Sasuke's room was. He could go from room to room and look for it, and he was sure he could tell which one would be Sasuke's, he probably had a dark room.
Naruto snorted.
'How predictable would that be'? Naruto didn't hate Sasuke anymore, he never did, but he found it quite enjoyable acting like he did. Sasuke seemed to be paying more attention to him, and is being much nicer than usual. He didn't know why, probably because of the situation he guessed.
"Where is he anyways"? Naruto thought aloud. Naruto thought about it for a moment before concluding that it was Thursday. "He's probably at school". Naruto shrugged. He stagnantly dragged himself along looking for the bathroom.
'I guess I do have to open every door'. He sighed. He used the wall to support him enough to walk. He opened a door that was two doors down from the room he was in, and found that it was another bedroom exactly like the other, save for the fact that it didn't have the balcony. He closed it and moved on to the next one.
The door across from it.
Books were everywhere. He guessed it was a miniature library. 'If this is the small one, then where is the big one'? He indifferently closed the door and continued on.
He opened the door diagonally from the library room.
There wasn't anything in it, but a simple window. He closed the door behind him.
'That was boring enough'. He looked across from the empty room, his eyes resting on a sign that read: "Stay Out" and he rolled his eyes. 'Could he be anymore standoffish'? There was no doubt in his mind that that was Sasuke's room.
Naruto looked down the hall from which he came, noting that that was a long way from where he stood. Then he looked in the opposing direction, and something caught his eye, he didn't understand why he was mesmerized by it, but he was.
It was a doorknob. It had letters surrounding it. He cautiously sauntered over to the door and placed his hand on the knob. He traced the letters, and tried to read it. It said: 'Mens sana in corpore sano'. He didn't know what that meant.
He hesitantly twisted the knob.
"I wouldn't do that". Naruto jumped a mile high and slowly turned around. Sasuke stood across from him, three doors down. He wore only his boxers as he leaned against the door frame, rubbing his eyes and yawning.
"What're you doing here"? Naruto inquired, his eyes falling lower, running over ever curve of his body. He almost shuddered.
"Hmph. I live here, remember"? Sasuke yawned again and stretched his arms up a little too high as his boxers rose up, revealing the tip of his manhood. Then he lowered them. "Or did you forget". He sighed, his face impassive.
Naruto's eyes were wide under some type of hypnosis, starring down at Sasuke's crotch, hoping for another--peek.
"What're you looking at"? Sasuke asked indignantly. Naruto tensed, and whipped his head up, looking him directly in the eyes.
"N-nothing". Naruto said quickly. He cleared his throat and attempted to change his tone. "Why aren't you at school"? He inquired wrathfully, glaring at the raven in question.
Sasuke rolled his eyes and leisurely disappeared back into his room, Naruto towed behind.
"Who are you, my brother now"? Sasuke sauntered over to his dresser and pulled out a shirt, and slid it over the top of his head. "I'm not there, because I don't want to be. Happy"?
"Not exactly", Naruto said, speculating his room. It wasn't totally dark. The walls were painted a color that wasn't exactly black, but more like black and gray mixed, making a somewhat dingy black color. But the color wasn't fading, it was still solid.
His bed, which had navy blue colored railings, was pretty big for one person. Naruto guessed about three people at the most could fit on his bed and be comfortable, and it was placed in the middle of the floor. There were two windows on either side of the bed, and a black dresser. He also had a bathroom connected to his room, and he had a smooth wooden floor, not one of the worn out ones that you'd usually see. It might have been brown, but it could very well be black, there was no telling with the drapes covering the window. And there was a single desk in the corner as his working space; he assumed.
"Pull back the curtains". Naruto demanded and limped over to the window. Sasuke grabbed his wrist before he could pull back the drapes.
"I like my room dark". Sasuke insisted. Naruto jerked his wrist from his grasp.
"Well I don't". Naruto stated gravely, and Sasuke glared at him as he reached for the curtains again, and he grabbed his wrists again.
"Well this isn't your room, now is it"? Sasuke inquired solemnly. Naruto pulled away from him and winced when he almost fell over, being captured by Sasuke before falling onto the bed. "Stop being so rowdy, you did just get out of the hospital, or have you forgotten that to"?
Naruto vigorously rends himself from Sasuke, accidentally falling onto the bed. He reflexively grabbed Sasuke's forearm, pulling him down as well. Naruto hissed under Sasuke's weight, and Sasuke quickly rolled over.
"Naruto, are you alright"? Sasuke asked anxiously, studying Naruto's achy bodily sensation. Sasuke helped him sit up.
"Why do you even care"? Naruto growled.
"Because I have to". Sasuke stated as he tried to get Naruto to onto his feet, and was flabbergasted when the blonde pushed him away, resulting in Naruto falling back onto the bed, using his elbows to support himself. "What is wrong with you"?! Sasuke inquired almost indignantly.
"You only care about me when you have to". Naruto whispered sternly. "You don't care anything about me, do you Sasuke"? He inquired, glaring into the Uchiha's obsidian eyes.
"What? What are you talking about"? Sasuke inquired, baffled and somewhat insulted. Naruto turned to look at the door.
"I've always tried to be nice to you, but you never appreciated anything I did". Naruto curtly twisted his head back to the Uchiha. "You always think of yourself, like no one else has problems, also acting so selfish towards everyone". He growled.
Sasuke blinked, confused. "Where is all this coming from? Is this because of the curtains? Fine". Sasuke pulled back the drapes shielding the window. "There opened, are you happy now"?
Naruto strived to stand on his feet, and his glare was more death-defying then one could ever think it to be. "It's not about the damn curtains Sasuke"! Naruto yelled, pushing him with as much vigor he could muster up.
Sasuke staggered backwards, falling on his ass. He looked up at Naruto with death in his eyes. He was beyond angry, but it didn't seem to daunt the blonde whatsoever as he continued to yell.
"It's about you! It's always been about you! You always think of yourself! What about others? What about me"?! Naruto barked, he gallantly stirred up enough strength to haul Sasuke up by his collar. "This all happened because of you"!
Sasuke was taken back by Naruto jerking him in the air by his shirt, but he soon came back to reality, his face portraying an affliction of animosity. His deathly glare narrowed steeper, Naruto starring into orbs of blazing fire.
"How the hell is this because of me"?! Sasuke hollered. He didn't make an attempt to break free from the blonde. "I'm not the one who raped you"! Naruto gritted his teeth. "Go find who did and blame them for this, not me"!
Naruto abruptly jerked him closer, their lips almost touching. "Because of your little episode I was vulnerable enough for this to happen. Because I care about you I was raped". Naruto bit back.
Sasuke shoved him back into the window. Naruto quickly held onto the windowsill to steady himself. "I never asked you to care about me Naruto"! Sasuke shouted indignantly.
"Why are you so selfish"?! Naruto spat, in inquiry.
"I never asked to meet you"! Sasuke retorted.
Naruto's knuckles clenched around the sill of the window, his head lowered to his feet. "So selfish, selfish, selfish", he chanted, murmuring.
"I never wanted to be your friend"! Naruto's murmuring perceived to be more vivid, becoming louder. "Why can't you understand"! Sasuke shouted, gripping Naruto by his collar, brusquely jerking him forward in the heat of the moment. "Why can't you understand, I ha--", he bit his tongue before the word slipped out. He was about to say it--again.
His grip loosened, but his eyes remained unyielding, animosity still eminent.
Naruto's head curtly shot up, something beyond death manifesting within his eyes.
"You hate me"! Naruto growled. Sasuke's eyes softened, along with his voice.
"I didn't say that". Naruto shoved him back.
"Fuck you Sasuke! Fucking selfish bastard"! Naruto propelled from the windowsill, delivering a punch to his jaw, emancipating his general posture.
Sasuke tottered back, falling on his ass a second time. He looked up at Naruto, his features softened, starring into Naruto's red eyes. Those eyes were so threatening, that dream, so overbearing it sent a shiver through his body.
Then Sasuke seen Naruto yelling, but couldn't hear him. Looming over him like that fifty foot giant had his interior shaking in fear. 'It wasn't Naruto, it wasn't Naruto', he chanted solace.
Naruto stepped over him and limped out the room, grabbing a hold of the door frame when in the doorway, he pushed himself off the frame and onto the wall, using it as assistance to uphold himself.
Sasuke flinched slightly when Naruto's door open and slammed closed. He lingered on the floor, absently starring out the window. That dream was going to haunt him for the rest of his life; all because of stuporously telling Naruto he 'hated' him.
'That wasn't Naruto', he assured. 'Naruto isn't like that, he isn't a monster'. This seemed to calm him down, bit by bit, and he dragged himself back to reality. He felt a sharp pain in his jaw. He grabbed it and lightly moved it left and right, feeling as if it were disconnected. He couldn't doubt that that was Naruto who did that.
Sasuke quickly got up and ran to Naruto's room.
He opened the door and seen Naruto with his jacket on, but having a hard time pulling his pants on. He was lying on the bed, on his back trying to pull them up.
"Where are you going"? Sasuke inquired. No response. "Naruto, where are you going"? He reiterated, solemnly. No response.
Sasuke stormed over to the blonde who had his pants on halfway and stood in front of him, grabbing his wrist. "Where are you going"? Sasuke all but yelled.
Naruto looked up, and Sasuke was taken aback.
Naruto's eyes were red...
And watery.
Tears. Sasuke must've seen his eyes water with tears, and seen them turn red, suspecting Naruto to turn into the monster in his dream.
"Home". Naruto growled tearfully. "Let me go". Naruto demanded, his hands clenched around the waistline of his pants.
"You can't go home". Sasuke stated, slightly surprised. Naruto fought against Sasuke's hold.
"Let...go"! Naruto struggled, his strength seeping away, but not wanting to give in to his tears he tried to pull his pants up. Sasuke's grasp tightened.
"You're not going home Naruto". Sasuke stated defiantly. "I have to take care of you. I'm responsible for you".
Naruto snarled. "Why does it even matter to you"?! Naruto emphasized, straining his arms to try another failed attempt to draw up his pants as Sasuke's grip only tightened around his wrists. He winced, and Sasuke's hands loosened around his wrists a tiny bit.
"Because I said I would. That's why it matters". Sasuke dared his voice to soften. Naruto snarled again before jerking the pants upward. Contempt with the fact that they weren't coming up with Sasuke holding his wrists, he gave up on them.
"You hate me anyways". Naruto softly said, turning his head away from the Uchiha.
"I never said that". Sasuke insisted.
"So what, you wanted to". He managed to push back his tears, but one chose to slowly roll down the cheek exposed to the raven.
Sasuke released one of his wrists, and lightly he wiped the tear away. "But I didn't, because I don't".
Naruto turned his head back to Sasuke. "Then why'd you--"
"I didn't mean to, I was--mad, I guess". He guessed. He was. "I didn't say it intentionally, I never have".
"So you don't hate me"? Naruto inquired, slowly lifting himself up as Sasuke released his other hand and backed away. Sasuke smirked.
"Would I have offered responsibility over you if I did"? A smile slowly spread across Naruto's face, and he sniffled.
"I guess not" and Sasuke snorted lightly. The raven sat next to him on the bed. They both sat quietly for a while...
"You're kind of strong...for a Dobe that is". Sasuke opted, starring at the blonde, of who was starring back. Naruto chuckled.
"Are you thinking about changing my name now"? Naruto grinned. Sasuke was amazed at Naruto's sudden bounce back. Sasuke smirked again.
"Don't count too much on that. You're still a Moron". The raven teased, and Naruto shrugged.
"Then you're still a bastard".
"Hmph. I can live with that". Sasuke said nonchalant, and turned towards the window and at the tree branch pressed against it, silence filling the air.
.........
"Um...Sasuke", the Uchiha turned back to Naruto. "Where's the bathroom"? Sasuke admired him before allowing yet another smirk to grace the curve of his lips.
Sasuke rose to his feet. "C'mon". He gestured his hand to him, and Naruto obliged by taking it within his own, permitting Sasuke to pull him to his feet. Sasuke put his arm over his shoulder, using himself as support as they laggardly sauntered out the door.
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An hour or so later
Naruto lied sprawled out on the couch, only his t-shirt and boxers present. His eyes open. He stared bored at the T.V, waiting for it to entertain him with something more interesting than whatever it was he was watching.
Sasuke, of who was in the kitchen, was just finishing breakfast. And on cue, the toasted bread sprung from the toaster.
Sasuke poked his head around the corner, discerning Naruto flicking through channels and throw the remote on the table, digging the heel of his hand into his eyes, frustrated.
Sasuke thought the way Naruto laid on the couch was, weird to say the least. He sat as if he weren't trying to lie on something. He lied with his head on the arm rest, his torso on one of the cushions, and his lower body was arranged so that his legs were on the edge of the couch, disclosing a bundle of space on the back portion of his legs cushion.
How weird. But Sasuke wasn't too intrigued by it, so he left it alone, albeit, Naruto did lie like that the afternoon he got there, but whatever...
Sasuke snorted to himself
'What a Dobe', then he smirked.
But his smirk slowly slipped from his face.
Sasuke readied Naruto's plate, and sauntered into the living room. He stood behind the couch starring down the blonde. Naruto still had his hands buried into his eyes.
"Naruto". Sasuke called. Naruto removed his hands and looked up. "Breakfast is ready".
"Finally", Naruto sighed. He shifted to the side of the couch, wincing slightly. Having his feet touching the floor he tried to push himself up, but fell back down with a hiss. Sasuke only stared. Naruto tried again, but again, he fell down, releasing another violently audible groan.
"Sasuke", Naruto hissed. "Help me"! Sasuke snapped out of whatever daze he was in and walked around to the front of the couch. Naruto noticed something meagerly wrong with him. It was something that wasn't there...his smirk, or at least impassiveness. Sasuke actually looked apprehensive about something, and is showing it.
Sasuke grabbed the remote and turned off the T.V.
"Give me your hand". Sasuke ordered. Naruto obeyed. Sasuke bent down and pulled his arm over is shoulder. As he was pulling him up, Sasuke dropped him.
"Sasuke"! Naruto growled, glaring up at the boy painfully. The Uchiha looked down at him, protruding that same apprehensive expression. "What is wrong with you"?
"I need to ask you--a question". Sasuke stated, reluctantly placing himself beside Naruto on the couch.
"Can't it wait after breakfast"?
"No".
"Was it so important that you had to drop me"? Naruto nearly yelled. Sasuke didn't respond to that, watching Naruto intently as the blonde did the same with him...
"What's the question"? Naruto inquired finally, defeat tracing his words. Sasuke didn't say anything for a while.
............
"Well", Naruto goaded. Still, Sasuke said nothing.
Starring off at the deceased television screen, he opted to speak.
"How--did I hurt you"? Sasuke asked, almost saddened to have spoken the words. Naruto looked at him blankly, the Uchiha's gaze remaining contempt with starring at the dead television.
"What"? Naruto inquired, perplexed.
"How did I hurt you, Naruto"? Sasuke repeated.
"I don't know what you're talking about". Naruto stated, and sighed. "Can I go eat now"?
"No". Sasuke stated gravely. He reluctantly rotated his sight to the blonde. "Naruto you said I hurt you, and I want to know how". Sasuke said, tempted to glare at him, but he didn't.
Naruto stared at him blankly again, and blinked a few times. "I never said that".
"Yes you did", Sasuke turned away from him. "In my dream you did". He whispered, Naruto managing to capture his quiet tone.
"I said it in a dream"? Naruto asked, puzzled. "Well there you go, it was only a dream. Now help me up". Naruto grabbed his shoulder to push himself up, but Sasuke impulsively smacked his hand away, standing in the process.
"No Naruto", Sasuke nearly deadpanned. His voice a deep monotone, a hint of indistinguishable emotion intertwined between. "Not until I know why you said that".
"Sasuke it was only a--"
"It wasn't just a dream"! Sasuke yelled abrupt. "It was real. You always look as though I hurt you, even when you're asleep you look as though you're hurting, and I want to know what I did"!
Naruto glared at him. "Maybe I look like I'm hurting because I was just raped, maybe"!
"No, that's not it! You know that's not it! Just tell me, you're not the only one hurting from it". Sasuke blurted. Had this been by perchance, another moment and situation, he would have probably felt a tad bit embarrassed, but he didn't.
............
Sasuke snarled, frustrated and in a sudden jerking motion, Naruto was dangling in the air by his collar and took a sharp intake of breath. "Damn it Naruto, tell me"! The raven growled spitefully, snarling again with the blonde's silent treatment. "Tell me why"! Sasuke violently shook him once, stopping when he winced.
Naruto lowered his eyes elsewhere, not wanting to see the Uchiha's face. The look in his eyes was so terrifying.
Naruto sighed.
"It's hard to explain". He finally said, quietly. He felt Sasuke's grip loosen a bit, then he felt his feet touch the floor, but still, he didn't want to look up at the Uchiha. He felt Sasuke's hand on his chest, gently pushing him back down onto the sofa.
"You can try". Sasuke insisted softly. Naruto slowly looked up. Sasuke's eyes softened, illuminating a gentler visage, and didn't look as frightening as before.
Sasuke assumed his previous position on the sofa next to Naruto.
They were quiet for a while, Naruto looking down at the floor.
"Naruto"? Sasuke inquired. "Naruto, tell me. I want to know. I have to know". He fought against himself to not say 'please', albeit he wouldn't normally resort to begging anyone about anything. But this wasn't anyone about anything. This is someone who he cares about, and in some way, damaged.
"It's a long story Sasuke". Naruto answered, his eyes remaining downcast as he spoke in a softer tone than before, but Sasuke heard him.
Sasuke boldly fought against himself to comfort the blonde.
A battle he finally won.
He hesitantly loomed his arm over Naruto's shoulder before delicately placing it onto his shoulders, pulling him closer.
Naruto was surprised at Sasuke's action, but after a while he allowed himself to surrender into the Uchiha's embrace.
"We're going to be together for an entire week Naruto", Sasuke stated softly. "We've got time".
............
Sasuke sighed.
"I'd rather not talk about it". Naruto admitted, seeking more warmth within Sasuke's arm.
"Either we talk about this, or we could go to the bathroom now and wash up". Sasuke insisted, and watched and felt as Naruto tensed in his arm, and he smirked. "So"?
Naruto sighed after a while...
"Alright Sasuke". He sighed again. "I'll go--wash up now". Sasuke's eyes nearly bulged from his head. He wasn't expecting him to actually agree to that it was only a threat, not an actually option. He didn't know what to say next. How is he supposed to approach this?
"Are you sure"? Sasuke inquired, and Naruto nodded. Sasuke sighed deeply. "Let's go then". He said sternly, although the inside was more wearily spoken.
Sasuke helped him up, with one of Naruto's arms over his shoulder, they ascended the staircase. Naruto didn't try to make eye contact.
'Why doesn't anything go right for me'? Sasuke asked himself loathsomely.
Neji was sound asleep in Gaara's bed. Every muscle in his body was relaxed and loose. He was indulged within a comfortable sleep, cradling to himself as Gaara was nowhere to be found.
Then...
Something started ringing.
Something was ringing and it sounded close.
Close, and annoying as hell.
Neji groaned hoarsely, his eyes blinking open half way. He rolled over to his side, his hand blindly searching for the source of the ringing. He grabbed his cell phone from the nightstand, flipped it open and held it to his ear.
"Hello"? His voice outlined a raucous tone.
"Where the heck are you"?! Someone whispered irately. He groaned before sitting up and yawning. His eyes strained themselves to open as the sunlight shone through the rectangular window, stirred their sensitivity. He cleared his throat.
"Who is this"? He inquired irritably.
"You don't know your own cousin"?
......
"Hinata"?
"Congratulations. Now where are you"? She inquired impatiently. "Its 12:00, why aren't you at school"?
He turned to the clock on the nightstand, and that indeed it was 12:00. His eyes widened after the cloud of mist shrouding his brain; sleep, faded.
"I'll explain later". He assured, and closed the phone. In that particular moment, Gaara chose to come into the room. They stared at each other.
Neji studied him, noting every curve of his bare torso. He looked down further but was disappointed to have seen he had pants on.
"Good morning". Gaara said monotone, and Neji nodded.
"Its 12:00". Neji stated. Gaara sauntered over to his nightstand.
"Yes it is". The redhead confirmed and opened the top of the nightstand. He withdrew a deep, velvety-red shirt and slid it over his head.
"Was school canceled"? Neji inquired, indifference towing his words. Gaara sat on the edge of the bed.
"Did you want to go"? Gaara inquired. Neji didn't really care; he could miss a day to stay with Gaara. It's not like it matters anyways, they weren't teaching anything special. Neji shook his head.
"Where are your brother and sister"? Neji inquired.
"Kankurou's at school. Temari is asleep". Gaara answered, his eyes locked on the Hyuuga's. "Breakfast is upstairs if you like".
"You the only one awake"? Neji stated, as if surprised that there was breakfast.
"I'm the only one who can cook". Gaara stated, sprouting a smirk from Neji.
"Is that so"? Neji flipped over the blankets and turned so his feet touched the floor. "I never would've guessed". He stood to his feet, noticing Gaara stare him up and down. Boxers and a simple white shirt.
Gaara contemplated how he'd look without the shirt. Or even more, without everything.
'Better'. He decided. He was tempted to actually take them off and witness how he'd look, but he didn't.
"Entertaining ourselves are we"? Neji inquired, noting Gaara looking down at his crotch. Gaara's head shot up instantly, and he was now starring into the Hyuuga's eyes. But he quickly diverted his gaze elsewhere.
"Um--sh-shall we". Gaara stammered. Neji realized the light blush spread over his cheeks and smirked.
"Yes", Neji concurred with a nod. Gaara cleared his throat and walked ahead of him up the stairs. Neji lingered in the room pulling on his pants before also omitting up the steps and into the kitchen.
He saw the casual bacon, eggs and sausage displayed on two plates, one of which he assumed to be his own. He turned to Gaara who was pour some kind of drink into two glasses. He wasn't sure if it was actually a drink, but he could hear something pouring and filling, so he assumed so.
Gaara turned around, a small smile embellishing his features. He held a plate stacked with pancakes, and a glass of orange juice, setting them on the table he turned around and grabbed the other glass. Then he sat on one of the chairs.
"Well"? Gaara goaded, almost comically as he watched Neji stand and stare at him. "Are you going to sit"? Neji popped the bubble to where his mind was thinking of, and accepted the gesture, taking the seat across from the redhead.
The brunette looked down at the food, then at Gaara, of who was already indulging in his breakfast, nibbling on a strip of bacon before breaking it and chewing.
"You prepared all this"? Neji inquired, shocked.
"Is there something wrong with it"? Gaara inquired after he swallowed.
"Hm? Oh no, I just didn't take you as one to, cook". Neji insisted. Gaara shrugged. Neji cautiously poked around his eggs with his fork. He finally decided to try it and stabbed through them with the utensil, speculatively rising the fork to his mouth. He eyed it first, and then he ate it.
He chewed it a few times before his taste buds grasped the savory flavor. It wasn't like the ones he'd normally eat, they were better. Bliss filling his tavern, swearing he tasted what he thought to be cinnamon, he began to feast on the other contents displayed on the plate.
Gaara only stared. Starring at him devour the eggs off the plate, then the bacon. It looked as though he was going to choke he was eating too fast.
"I assume you like it". Gaara opted.
"It's delicious". Neji stated. He was eating like a stereotypical barbarian, yet he manages to keep his proper posture and monotone stern tone in voice.
Gaara's small smile grew slightly, but dispersed shortly after. And Neji stopped eating all together. They heard a groan, and what sounded like feet scarping against carpet.
They watched the door intently before it pushed open exposing Temari's wearisome expression. She groaned again.
Coming across the two of them she looked at the table full of food, with only two plates set on the table. She glared at her brother.
"And where is my breakfast"? She inquired irately. Gaara didn't response. She snorted. "Whatever. Be happy I know how to make coffee on my own". She sluggishly sauntered over to the cabinets, rummaging through them, and pulled out a can of Maxwell's coffee.
"Is everything alright"? Neji inquired. She turned to him, eyes practically sagging.
"No, I didn't get any, sleep last night". She stated, and turned towards the espresso coffee maker.
"Then why are you awake"? Gaara almost growled. "You don't have to work this week". Gaara stated, turning to eat his eggs.
She groaned just thinking of work.
"I know, and Monday is going to be hell". She put some water into the machine and the coffee grinds, turning it on she waited for her beverage. She turned to the two teenagers at the table. "I absolutely hate my job", she sighed. "I can't wait to get out of there".
"Then quit". Gaara insisted dryly.
"Bills Gaara, bills. Someone has to pay them". Gaara only shrugged.
"Sajin"? Gaara questioned, not concerned in the least. He looked up and saw Neji starting on the pancakes.
Temari sighed.
"He has a girlfriend already, and I'd rather not talk about it". She crossed her arms over her chest, sleep ebbing into slight comatose-ness.
Neji halted his eating, looking up at the blonde.
"May I ask who this, 'Sajin' character is exactly"? He inquired.
"Well you could", she began drowsily. "But unless you don't want to hear me talk about him for hours at a time, I'd advise you don't". And Neji accepted this advice; he only wanted a breakfast conversation, not the guy's entire life story. He went back to eating.
"Where's Kankurou"? She inquired.
"School", both Neji and Gaara answered. She stared back and forth between the two before smiling meekly.
They looked up at each other, small smiles evident and resumed breakfast.
"Wasn't that cute", she teased, and giggled. She turned around to the espresso machine. The coffee container half full, she pulled it out and pour some of the coffee in a cup she stole from one of the cabinets.
She sauntered over to the fridge, opening the door. "Wait"! She exclaimed, realization dawning on her. "What the hell are you two doing here? Why aren't you at school"?
"Didn't feel like going". Gaara answered, never turning around to look at her, but instead was starring at the boy across from him, who in turn was starring at him as well.
"It wouldn't hurt to miss one day". Neji added. She glared at the two of them, then sighed when she noticed that neither one was paying her any attention, but dryly answering her questions. She shook her head before disappearing into the fridge.
"Don't let it happen again". She demanded motherly, buried in the fridge and pulled out the milk. "Understand"?
"Hn". Gaara responded absently, and she rolled her eyes.
"Whatever". She poured some of the milk in her glass before returning it to the fridge. She stirred it around with the spoon she pulled from one of the drawers while searching for the coffee earlier on. Then she tossed it in the sink.
"I'm going back upstairs to go to sleep". She said and sauntered through the door livelier than she entered. "Damn teenagers", she murmured in the doorway before ascending the flight of stairs.
"How was--breakfast"? Gaara inquired. He wasn't paying attention to what he was saying he was too enraptured in the boy across from him.
"Loved--it". Neji licked his lips. "I feel I should thank you". They both lifted over the table drawing closer.
"For what"? Gaara inquired. They were inches apart.
"For the eggs". Neji kissed his cheek. "The sausages", he kissed his forehead and Gaara closed his eyes. "The bacon". Placing a kiss on his nose, Gaara shuddered lightly. "The pancakes". He gently pressed his lips against Gaara's.
They were rapture in the kiss, closing their eyes to further indulge into it. Gaara kissed back as they carefully moved so the table wouldn't restrict them, the kiss connected all the while.
Neji wrapped an arm around his waist, the other disappearing under his torso, exploring the boy's bare chest and stomach.
One of Gaara's hands were in Neji's hair, pulling closer while the other was under the shirt clawing at his bare back.
Gaara moaned softly, causing a twitch from the other boy's member. Neji engaged his tongue to emit into the other boy's tavern, of whom which obliged, opening his mouth for the other.
Gaara released another moan, and there was another twitchy reaction from Neji's member. Neji stepped between his legs to express the kiss further, wanting to hear more pleasing noises.
Another moan omitted from the redhead, making him shudder slightly as Neji's tongue thoroughly traveled over his orifice. Gaara felt shivers through his body, and pulled away for air.
Jade eyes mixed with Pearl's. Neji placed another kiss on his forehead, pulling him into his chest.
Gaara permitted the movement. He didn't understand 'commitment', but when he was near Neji everything was clear. It's going to take him a while to change, but in some ways, he already has.
"Love you". Gaara winced. It was weird to say, but perhaps was true. He didn't know yet, but he hoped it was.
"Love you to". Neji said softly. And he kissed the top of his head.
Yeah, it was going to take sometime getting use to saying that, even more, hearing it. Albeit he heard it from Temari, but that was unconditional this, as he hopes to be, is true.
Sasuke was in the bathroom in his room. He turned the water off as it spilled into the tube, and it was half full. He slouched back in the chair he brought in from his desk. He closed his eyes and looked up at the ceiling.
He was waiting for Naruto.
He sighed and sunk deeper into the chair.
'I can't believe I'm about to do this'.
"Eh...Sa-Sasuke"? Naruto said shakily. Sasuke slowly peeled his eyes open and looked down at the blonde. His eyes scanned over his bare torso and legs. He swallowed.
Naruto had a towel wrapped around his waist.
That's it.
Sasuke glared at the towel. 'Damned thing'.
"Do we--do we have to do this"? Naruto inquired nervously. He tried to avoid eye contact. Nervously, he fiddled with his toes, his hands in front of him, he puttered with his fingers.
Sasuke determined his body before registering Naruto's inquiry. "Would you prefer to tell him how I hurt you then"? Sasuke looked, or tried to look directly in his eyes. Naruto shook his head. "Then yes, we have to do this".
Naruto sighed.
The idle thought that exploited itself in Sasuke's head caused him to smirk.
"Drop the towel". Sasuke edicts and his smirk broadened. It felt better saying it than thinking it, and his voice held a hint of seduction behind it. Naruto tensed.
He didn't want to. It's not that he mind if Sasuke touched him that way, but he was scared about Sasuke discerning his 'sure to be erection'. What would he think then? How would he react?
He sighed again. He could have sworn he heard something rather, strange, about his tone. He almost sounded eager. But he didn't hold on to the thought for too long before tossing it elsewhere.
"Are you going to or not"? Sasuke inquired, almost irritably.
That was definitely Sasuke's voice. He had no idea where he got eager from.
Naruto bit the inside of his lip. He looked down at his waist. He placed his hands on his hips and slid a finger underneath the towel.
"Could you--t-turn around"? Naruto sputtered, and Sasuke rolled his eyes.
"Fine". Sasuke closed his eyes--cursing Naruto mentally--and turned away. "I'm not looking". 'Damn'.
Naruto quickly stripped himself of the towel, starring at Sasuke the entire process, making sure he wasn't looking. 'Why am I even worried about that? Sasuke--', his mental voice saddened, along with his expression. 'Sasuke doesn't like me that way'. Then he hopped into the tube.
Sasuke heard the swishing of water and turned back to him, his eyes open. He tried to catch a glimpse before he sat down. He assumed it was painful to be sitting down.
Sasuke made his attempts to catch a glimpse but only seen Naruto sitting, his hands over his manhood.
Sasuke glared at him, but as quick as the glare came, it was gone, and he sighed.
He couldn't blame him too much. If he hadn't been so afraid to confess his feelings long before, he would probably have seen him already, but that's time lost--it was nostalgic.
"Was that so hard"? Sasuke inquired, monotone. Naruto didn't respond. Sasuke grabbed a hand towel from the rack and drenched it in Naruto's bath water. Naruto shifted uncomfortably as Sasuke put his hands into the water.
"Relax". Sasuke said softly. "I haven't even touched you yet". Naruto didn't respond, but he did become slightly comfortable. Sasuke's soft tone was consoling, oddly enough.
Sasuke grabbed the soap, lathering the towel with it; he lightly placed his hand on Naruto's back. Naruto flinched, squirming under his touch as he performed slow circular motions.
There was silence between the two as Sasuke washed him.
Naruto was completely relaxed, save for the slight concern of his surely to become evident erection. But after a while, as Sasuke began to rub across his chest with the towel, he tensed again. Naruto felt Sasuke's cold hands pinching around his nipple as he moved circularly around his torso.
Naruto's nipple hardened.
He swallowed to repress a moan, but failed.
Naruto's soft moan sounded like sirens ringing throughout the silent atmosphere, and Sasuke stopped.
Sasuke blinked, puzzled. He looked over Naruto's shoulder at his hardened nipple, and he noticed him striving to hold down his member.
Sasuke smirked.
'So he liked that, huh'? Sasuke's smirk broadened.
Naruto's heart almost stopped. 'Why'd he stop? What's he thinking now? I'm not supposed to be enjoying this! I'm so--', Sasuke replaced his movements before Naruto could finish his thought.
"Sorry". Sasuke stated nonchalant.
Naruto swallowed to clear his throat.
"It--it's alright", he voiced raspy.
Sasuke stroked his other nipple, and moistened his other hand with the water. He lathered the wet limb with the soap, and reluctantly, he docilely pressed it against Naruto's torso. The blonde jumped.
His hand was cold.
Naruto quickly adjusted, feeling rather allured towards the new presence. Sasuke's bare hand worked around his other nipple, gently massaging soap onto his nipple. It hardened, and his manhood twitched, threatening an early erection.
Naruto moaned softly again, and Sasuke's own manhood twitched.
Naruto bit his lip, repressing anymore erotic sounds to omit his orifice.
Sasuke's hand traveled down his navel. Naruto squirmed, motioning his hips away from his hand as it pressed against his thighs.
Sasuke's bare hand ghosted over his thigh as the other lightly grazed over his balls. Naruto jumped a mile high.
"Sasuke"! Naruto shrieked, alarmed.
"Calm down Dobe. Its part of washing yourself, it's just that I'm doing it". Sasuke stated, slightly excited. "Move your hands". He demanded. Sasuke licked his lips, unbridled, his sexual desire skyrocketed.
Naruto hesitantly removed his hand, bit by bit disclosing more of himself to the Uchiha. Sasuke smirked lasciviously.
'A little more. That's it. Damn it hurry up'. Sasuke gently nibbled on his lip.
Naruto's hands rested on either of his thighs, his eyes closed in embarrassment and his toes curled.
Sasuke leaned over his shoulder to better discern his private region.
"Bigger than I thought". Sasuke stated monotone. Naruto bit his lip, unaware of the Uchiha's uncharacteristic linguistics. "Hmph, hard already". Naruto's eyes shot open instantly. Sasuke was taken aback by his own words, which had seemed to flow involuntarily.
"Sasuke, I--"
"I expected it Dobe". Sasuke cut in. "But I barely touched you", he whispered. "Your body--is so sensitive". Naruto shuddered by Sasuke seductive tone. There was no doubt; Naruto heard the towing lust in his words that time.
Naruto felt Sasuke's bare hand cup his balls, lathering them with the soap, and he flinched. His other hand; holding the towel, wrapped around his member and the blonde gasped.
Naruto breathed out a moan.
What was Sasuke doing? Was he trying to insinuate something? 'Maybe he's--of course not, not Sasuke, but he is--oh god'.
Sasuke twiddled with his balls between his fingers, whilst carefully stroking his member. Sasuke played around his bulge with his bare hand, running his fingers up and down the curves. He teased the tip of his manhood with his toweled hand; slightly tickling him, causing him to squirm and sink deeper into the tube.
"Sasuke", Naruto breathed out. "We-we--"
"Relax Naruto. It's supposed to feel like that". Sasuke assured. "Sit up". Sasuke edicts. Naruto reluctantly lifted himself, and properly sat up straight.
"Sasuke, I don't mean to be--"
"Naruto". Sasuke stated gravely. "Just relax; you're making this much more difficult than it actually has to be".
Naruto's tenseness began to slow wane as Sasuke's movements were as a natural feeling. He eventually fell more into the touching, leaning back against the edge of the tube, he allowed Sasuke's hands to roam his body freely.
Sasuke thoroughly inspected his person, demanding more ruffled moans, heavy breathing, and ragged breathes. He'd play around Naruto's navel and lower region. Naruto didn't seem to care much, or he didn't notice the excessive amount of scrubbing in those areas, but he surely enjoyed it; insinuating through the moans and the groaning.
Sasuke opted to give his manhood 'a break', and his hands began to travel up to his shoulders.
"Naruto", Sasuke commenced, his eyes lost in thought.
"Yeah". Naruto whispered.
......
"I--I didn't mean to yell at you earlier". Sasuke admitted ruefully. Naruto didn't response for a while.
Naruto sighed.
"Sasuke", he whispered. "You always say 'you didn't mean something...'" Sasuke yielded his actions, taken aback; he stared down at the blonde.
......
"...And I always believe you". Naruto whispered. Then he chuckled.
He chuckled? Why was he chuckling? 'He doesn't trust me anymore. Damn'.
"So it's fine". Naruto finished cheerily.
Sasuke was confused. 'What is wrong with him? What goes on in that head of his? These sudden bounce backs coming out of nowhere. What is really wrong with you Naruto'?
Sasuke resumed scrubbing.
............
"Sasuke", Naruto began. Said boy answered with an 'hn'. "Earlier--you said you wouldn't go in that room, why"?
"Hmph. Because, that's Itachi's room. He doesn't like when people are in his room".
"Have you ever gone in there"?
"Twice". Sasuke answered. He turned on the water and rinsed his hands, and the towel. Then he turned it off. He squeezed the wet towel over Naruto's head, and smirked when he gasped from the impromptus attack.
He placed the towel on the rack.
Sasuke grabbed the bottle of shampoo from the rack, and poured some into his hands. Placing the bottle back, he massaged Naruto's head.
"What'd you go in there for"? Naruto inquired, charmed with the bubbles forming on his head and dripping into the water. He idly played with the bubbles floating on the waters surface.
"He sent me in there, to get him a book". Sasuke nearly growled. "Fucking asshole", he murmured, and Naruto giggled.
"The other time"? Naruto inquired, still delighted with the foamy bubbles.
.........
"Sasuke". Naruto called slightly anxious.
"A family, 'tradition'". Sasuke answered abrupt. Naruto knitted his brows, his entrancement with the bubbles subsided.
"It's your family's tradition to go into your brother's room"? Sasuke rolled his eyes.
"No Dobe".
"Then, what are you talking about"?
Sasuke snorted.
"It's what's inside the room".
"What's in there"?
Sasuke sighed, annoyed.
"Why are you asking so many questions"? Naruto shrugged, and continued to play with the foaminess of the bubbles.
"I just want to know".
"You don't need to know". Sasuke stated. "Just know not to go in there, alright"? Sasuke inquired, gripping his hair between his knuckles. Naruto winced.
"Okay I won't". Sasuke released his hair, returning to massaging it. He tried keeping the soap from his eyes. "Bastard". Naruto growled. "At least tell me what, 'mens'--something or another means".
"What are you talking about"? Sasuke inquired unflappably.
"That writing around the door knob. What does that mean"?
"I don't think that's any of your business either". Sasuke stated and lifted from the chair. He angled the showerhead, and turned on the water, causing it to run down smoothly.
"Tell me". Naruto demanded, and Sasuke nearly chuckled, but didn't. Instead he snickered.
Sasuke turned the shower knob, and the showerhead sprouted water onto Naruto's head. Naruto closed his eyes as the soapy substance rushed down his face.
'Mens sana in corpore sano'. Sasuke recited to himself. "A sound mind, in a sound body", he whispered.
He turned off the water.
"Well"? Naruto urged through spittle's of water.
"I told you". Sasuke stated teasingly.
"I didn't hear you". Naruto stated.
"Too bad". Sasuke said and grabbed the bottle of conditioner from the rack.
"Sasuke". Naruto growled.
"What"?
"Tell me". Naruto demanded.
Sasuke waited a while.
.........
"No". He said dryly. Naruto snarled.
"Bastard". Naruto barked, failing about, ignoring the pain in his rear. He hit Sasuke in his arm, subsequently; he hit his head against the wall. He catered his head within his hands, gingerly rubbing the bump.
"Ha. Dobe".
"Shut up", Naruto hissed.
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Yeah...I don't know what happen with this, but...I should've been able to do better. More excitement, and drama, but...well I don't know my mood was off thee entire time for some reason. I'm sorry.
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