Warning: some more purging. Lime. Please note that I haven't ever said that Naruto is suffering from bulimia nervosa, orthorexia nervosa or anorexia nervosa.

Dove and Grenade

Written by Venerate

Chapter ten: Jizz in my face

Nara Shikamaru rarely left the safety behind his computer. The man tried not to get out of his chair to do things. Troublesome things. Therefore, Naruto was surprised when the brown-haired man and Chouji were waiting with Konohamaru outside Moegi's house.

"Hi, guys! What are you doing here?" Naruto, however, didn't get a reply as the brown-haired little boy almost tackled him to the ground.

"Naru-nii! Look at this," Konohamaru said and shoved a folded paper in his brother figure's face. "Isn't the robot cool?"

Naruto unfolded the paper, studying the painting closely. Of course it looked nothing like the robot Konohamaru claimed it to be. Yet, Naruto felt pride in his chest as he looked over the grey crayon-painting. "It's really cool, Kono! Did you do this?"

"Yeah!" Konohamaru looked just as proud as Naruto felt, smiling so wide that it looked painful. "Shika-nii said he'd put it up on the fridge, but I don't want it there! I want it on the wall!"

"We'll buy a frame for it next time we go shopping! And you can paint the frame too!" Naruto grinned as the boy eagerly shot his little fists into the air, crying out in victory. The ten-year-old ran past Shikamaru to Chouji, as politely as a ten-year-old can, asking for a piece of snack. Chouji and Konohamaru started walking down the street, but Shikamaru made no motion to walk.

Naruto became worried. Had something happened? To Ino? In Konohamaru's school? Was there something serious going on? He stood up from his crouched position on the asphalt, getting no help from the brunet.

"What's up, Shika?" Naruto hid the worry, putting his arm around the Nara's broad shoulders. Shikamaru sighed, as if Naruto's arm bothered him and the worry was more than visible.

"Uchiha is what's up." Shikamaru took a step away from Naruto, shrugging himself out of his friend's half-embrace. The blond frowned, not in a mood to talk about his new-found lover with the ex-hacker. "I'm telling you to stop seeing him. Now."

Naruto laughed, but it soon died out when Shikamaru showed no signs of joking. He swallowed, feeling a lump appear in his throat. "Why should I? He's the nicest guy I've ever dated." He put his hands in his pockets, not wanting Shikamaru to see how they shook. Blue eyes threw a look over his shoulder, noticing that Chouji and Konohamaru had already disappeared down the street.

"He isn't nice, Naruto. He's a spoiled prick with table manners and gentleman-acts. Of course you think he's nice. He is Uchiha, Naruto."

The blond didn't get it. Why shouldn't he get to be happy? Why should only Ino and Shikamaru be allowed to be together? The Nara was lazy and Ino had a foul mouth. So what if Sasuke was a little spoiled?

"I don't want him near Konohamaru. Be a smart boy for once, Naruto. Dump him before it's too late."

Naruto felt all air leave his lungs, his eyes widening and his jaw slacking. Boy?

"I'm twenty-one, Shikamaru! I've taken care of myself since pre-school! And now you are telling me that I can't see whomever I want too? Please, enlighten me, dad; who do you want me to date?"

"Anyone but Uchiha." Shikamaru appeared non-caring of Naruto's loud outburst. His brown-eyes refused to meet blue, and he kept facing the empty road beside them instead. "Grow up and find someone good."

"Fuck you," Naruto snarled.

He then took off after Chouji and Konohamaru, hoping that they hadn't gotten too far without him. He didn't look over his shoulder, knowing that Shikamaru was probably already dragging his feet towards the other direction.

"Fucking bastard…"

He felt queasy, the familiar dizziness that made the world a blur. He stopped by a set of bushes between two houses. They looked empty, but at this moment, it didn't matter. Without much warning, he threw up. The miso soup and the two slices of bread he had eaten this morning covered the bushes' leaves and slowly rained down on the lawn.

There was no one around to see his little episode, but he was too wrapped in getting everything up from his stomach to care. He felt the queasiness rush over him again, making him throw up bile and water. More bile and water, until his throat was sore and his stomach was raging.

He slumped down next to the pile of foul-smelling puke, sending it a glare as he tried to breathe. His chest heaved up and down, the sky above him appearing even larger. He let out a small whine of frustration, but his anger was almost fully gone. Gone was the anger for Shikamaru, replaced with the dissatisfaction with himself.

He sat there for a set of minutes, focusing on regaining his breath and not hurling again. It took him a while until he dared to reach for his messenger bag. He opened it, finding a bottle of water and a package of gum there. He was like a woman, but instead of having make-up and tampons in a purse; he had water and chewing gum in his bag.

He stood up slowly, not trusting his stomach quite yet. He started walking down the street, not wanting to be seen next to the disgusting puke. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, walking slowly. He blinked away the burning feeling behind his eyelids.

Not until he had walked a hundred metres did he stop to drink and pop a few gums in his mouth. The synthetic flavour of melon tasted good.

Saturday rolled around. Naruto was glad that Shikamaru wouldn't be at Sakura's this evening. He wasn't angry, but nervous that anyone else would sense his uneasiness with the Nara around. Despite what his genius of a friend had said, Naruto had called Sasuke and told him that he would love to meet his parents.

If it was to mess with Shikamaru or if he wanted it, he was unsure. It was a mix of both, since he did want to meet the people who had raised his lover. He was just uncertain if it wasn't too soon, if this brought hushed expectations upon them both.

It had been a hard day at work, with one child throwing a fit and pouring hot cocoa all over him. With his previous experiences from fits with Konohamaru, Naruto finally managed to calm the raging kid down without more hot liquids raining over him.

Now, all changed and clean from sugary beverages, Naruto was helping Sakura prepare the food. He kept sneaking pieces of chicken into his mouth, getting a slap on his hand every time she noticed. He chuckled, popping yet another in his mouth. The taste kept his mind off of other things.

"Stop that!" Sakura gave him a shove. "Or else I'm going to tell everyone that you gave your boyfriend a blowjob in the corridor!"

Naruto groaned. "Don't use that word! It was just what his cousin said. 'Sides, you said yourself that Sasuke wasn't the relationship-type."

Sakura wriggled her finger in front of her best friend's face. "I may have said that," she confessed and handed him a bowl of salad, "but…after talking to him, he didn't seem like the 'fuck them and leave them-type' either."

"He talked to you?" Naruto asked, a sceptic expression on his face. The Uchiha hadn't started talking until their second date, and even then the man wasn't exactly open. Sakura blushed, mumbling the negative. "Don't call him that, though, Sakura-chan, please? Not when Kiba is near? He'll make fun of–"

The cellphone on the table started vibrating, buzzing wildly against the wooden surface. Sakura pointed at it frantically, a grin on her face. "Answer, answer, answer!"

Naruto obeyed, putting the phone against his ear. "Hello?"

"Slight change of plans: I'll pick you up ten minutes later tomorrow. Itachi hid my car."

Naruto snickered. Only Sasuke would call to tell that he was going to be ten minutes late.

"What goes around comes around," he sing-sang, almost feeling Sasuke's annoyance through the phone. He felt Sakura's eyes on him, listening intently on what the caller said. Naruto knew that anyone with remotely fair hearing could hear what was said. It was an old phone. "How do you hide a car, anyway?"

"Shut up. He doesn't know that I 'forgot' his keys at your place."

"Ooh, that explains the keys in the kitchen!" Naruto smiled at Sakura, who had helped him trying to figure out whose keychain it was. Naruto, knowing what Sasuke's looked like, hadn't given Itachi a second thought as they tried to figure out who needed so many keys. It had been a good way of passing time.

"Yes. Itachi will be very mad if he found out I hot-wired his car. Could I come by?"

"Uhm, I'm actually not at home. But I have the keys on me." Naruto had taken the keys in his bag, afraid that Konohamaru would take them in a fit of kleptomania. He glanced at Sakura, who was practically jumping on the place. The dirty apron swayed with her eager movements.

"Ask him over! Ask the hottie over!"

"Hey, Sasuke… would you like to come over?"

Sasuke always dressed to impress. Yet, he toned it down because Naruto had told him that it was a very casual gathering. He had rolled up the sleeves of his dark dress shirt before putting on his jeans. Now, standing before the enthusiastic pinkette, he wondered if he should just have worn a t-shirt.

She was rather cute in the knee-long dress; but when she opened her mouth to urge him to talk; she became ugly in his eyes. He didn't want to talk to her.

"I'm glad you wanted to come! Naruto is in the kitchen, but come and say hi to the others first!" She grabbed his arm, as if he was her date, leading him into the well-organised living room. There were two people he recognised, and he nodded his greetings to them. The other two, he recognised from the coffee shop, and the third was a stranger.

They were all staring on the TV, watching some comedy show, until they entered. No one bothered to stand, apparently viewing him as close already if he was a friend of Naruto's. Naruto seemed to be quite popular among…well, everyone.

"This is Uchiha Sasuke; Naruto's eh-uh…?" Sakura looked up at the man for some help, and Sasuke decided to take the liberty to be the first to put a term on his relationship with Naruto.

"Boyfriend."

Sakura sighed dreamingly. It took her a second or two to find herself, awkwardly saying, "Well, this is Sai." She gestured for the pale, dark-haired man in belly-shirt sitting closest to where they were standing. Sai smiled creepily. "And this is Shino and Kiba." She pointed at the two men, one with sunglasses and the other with a wild look on his face, in the couch. "Hyuuga Hinata and Hyuuga Neji."

"We know each other," Neji said smoothly. His long, dark hair was put in a loose ponytail, but it didn't make him seem softer. No, instead those white eyes settled on him with a fiery look. "Nice to see that you're still picking up what I throw away."

"Hey!" Kiba stood up, baring his teeth angrily. "Don't talk about Naruto like that, you ass!"

Sasuke glared coldly at the pale Hyuuga, who was comparing Naruto to a horse. A horse. Sasuke put his hands in his pockets, trying to control himself. He didn't want to make a bad impression on Naruto by kicking his friend's ass.

"Yeah, Naruto's in the kitchen, come," Sakura said and ushered Sasuke out of the hostile tension in the room. The anger that had been poking him immediately disappeared to be replaced by heat. Unexplainable, smouldering heat.

Naruto was fighting with opening a jar. The med-student cursed loudly when it wouldn't open. Sasuke smirked, taking the jar without a word. The blond looked up, a sheepish smile taking form on his gorgeous face. The younger man didn't see Sakura, who was standing by the doorframe to spy on them, and relaxed in a way that only Sasuke had seen him do.

Without much trouble, Sasuke opened the jar of honey and put it on the counter. Once it was set down, the taller man leaned down and placed his lips on Naruto's. He tasted of chicken and tomatoes, an incredible mix in Sasuke's opinion. They exchanged saliva, not really caring that Sakura let out a squeal of approval.

Lanky arms wrapped around Sasuke's neck, and big hands made their way onto Naruto's back. The smaller man moaned quietly into the other's mouth when the Uchiha's familiar tongue entered his mouth. They didn't notice that Sakura took the jar and disappeared to set the table outside.

Naruto gasped when big hands were on his hips, lifting him up on the counter. That way, they became equally tall and Sasuke didn't have to lean down so terribly. Noses bumped together as Naruto spread his legs, offering room for the Uchiha to stand. Tan fingers were soon buried in black hair, refusing to let go.

Sasuke focused on kissing the living daylights out of the man he had just called his boyfriend. Naruto almost hit his head in the cupboard when a pale hand sneaked inside of his t-shirt, avoiding it last minute by pushing the Uchiha back. They breathed heavily, Naruto sporting a big grin. Sasuke traced his fingers over evident ribs. He frowned.

"Hi," the blond whispered against Sasuke's lips. The whisper seemed almost loud, in a good way. Naruto grabbed Sasuke's hands, preventing the Uchiha from roaming under his shirt. He let them go once he felt that Sasuke wouldn't sneak his hands back, and tan fingers automatically reached for black hair. "You hungry?"

"Hm." Sasuke leaned his forehead against Naruto's, closing his eyes as tan fingers massaged his scalp. How could someone compare Naruto to a horse so carelessly? He hoped to God that it had been a bad joke on Neji's side. A very, very bad and provoking joke. Perhaps just to mock him. "Did you date Hyuuga?"

Naruto let out a strange sound, his fingers stopping the massage. "What?"

"Hyuuga," Sasuke repeated impatiently.

"Well, yeah, but that was a long time ago. Like, a year and a half ago."

Sasuke scowled. He would have preferred a no. "You said you hadn't dated in a long time."

"A year is a long time, bastard," Naruto said. "It was only for a couple of months, don't worry your pretty little head over it."

Sasuke wondered if Naruto would feel the same kind of feeling he was experiencing at the moment if the Uchiha told him about his ex. It was a strange, furious feeling with a spice of hopelessness. Anxiety and anger. It wasn't completely unfamiliar. What was it called?

Jealousy.

"Let's join the others," Naruto said. "I'm hungry!"

Dinner was good, Sasuke had to admit. It was traditional barbeque, nothing foreign-inspired like his mother always cooked when he visited. The man cooking was no other than Chouji. He had arrived later, with what had seemed to be a truckload of food. Sasuke hadn't been aware that the ex-hacker knew how to cook.

Now, about an hour and a half later, Kiba and Naruto were arguing yet again over something childish. The Uchiha had his own, silent fight with the Hyuuga, both sending each other glares over the table. At least their fight wasn't immature.

"Tell me, Uchiha," Neji said coldly. "How did you and Naruto meet?"

He was sitting next to Kiba, who shut up at the chilly tone. The brown-haired man looked at the Hyuuga before sending a curious glance at the Uchiha. Sasuke noticed how Kiba's chocolate-coloured eyes lingered on his arm that was wrapped around Naruto's shoulders.

"Was it suggested by your parents, by any chance? I know how much they want you to settle down." Neji sneered, pretending not to be aware of the tension he caused.

Sasuke glowered. "No, not at all. My parents are almost as silent as yours."

It was well-known fact that Neji was still living in the Hyuuga Complex and that he had been raised by his cousin Hinata's parents. His mother had died giving birth to him, and his father had died in a strange illness. The innocent sentence was immediately treated with silence, and Neji responded fiercely,

"How is Mizuki doing, Uchiha?"

"I don't know what you're talking about." Sasuke bit his tongue, not wanting to lose his temper in front of Naruto.

"Really? I heard he was murdered– no, executed."

"Hey, guys, whatever you have in the past, don't dig it up right here!" Naruto sent Neji a warning glare, then looked at Sasuke with a disbelieving hint in his blue eyes. Sasuke immediately looked away, not wanting to face Naruto's disappointment. "Really, you're only ruining for yourselves."

There was some truth in what Naruto said, Sasuke admitted, but his pride had been wounded and the only way to restore it was to wound Neji's.

"Who wants dessert?" Sakura stood up quickly, gathering plates and smiling widely. "Naruto, come help me in the kitchen."

Sasuke sighed through his nose as Hinata, Sakura and Naruto disappeared inside of the house with the dishes. He didn't want to be left alone with Neji and Kiba – those were his main threats. Kiba, because he was a close friend of Naruto's, Neji because he was a bastard. Shino, Chouji and Lee were neutral, minding their own business.

"Way to go, Neji," Kiba said. Sasuke was grateful that the Inuzuka was on his side. "You know Naru is still angry with you ass."

"Fuck off, Inuzuka." Neji stood up, picking up his jacket from the back of the chair. He nodded to his rival. "A pleasure seeing you, Uchiha."

"Likewise, Hyuuga." Sasuke smirked as the man disappeared, silently admitting defeat. Once the man was gone, Kiba grinned widely. The strange, red tattoos on his cheeks appeared larger when he grinned like that, Sasuke noted. It seemed that Kiba wasn't too found of Neji either.

"So, Sasuke, what's Naru like?"

Tight.

Shino looked up, correcting his sunglasses, opening his mouth for the first time, "You don't have to answer that, Sasuke-san. Ignore the beast."

"Hey, I'm no beast! I was just making conversation." When Shino didn't look away from Kiba, the brunet sighed. He held up his big hands in defeat when Aburame didn't look away. "Fine, fine. I'll play nice. So, Sasuke, I heard you work at Japan Mobile. Is it as boring as it sounds?"

"No," Sasuke answered calmly. "It's worse."

Kiba laughed loudly. Sasuke felt accepted.

"Nngh…aahh, Sasuke!" Naruto threw his head back when Sasuke pushed his hips forward, rubbing their groins together. Naruto was panting, trying to swallow air, but failing when pleasure rode over him. He was pushed up against Itachi's sleek car, Sasuke's hands roaming over his slim body. "I'm gonna…I'm gonna cum if you don't stop that…mm…"

Sasuke grunted, sucking and kissing on the delectable throat exposed to him. He vaguely registered Naruto's words, but didn't really care. He pressed his lips against Naruto's, sloppily entering the mouth with his eager tongue. The blond tasted sweet from the dessert, but Sasuke didn't mind as it mixed with his own taste of coffee.

Naruto gasped hotly into Sasuke's mouth pushing the other man back slightly. "N-not here…"

Sasuke opened the door to the backseat, nodding for Naruto to get inside quickly. They were the first to leave, having teased each other to a point where it simply couldn't be ignored. The others were still inside, watching a movie and throwing popcorns at each other.

"I can't have sex on my best friend's drive way!" Naruto hissed, but got inside the car anyway. Sasuke smirked.

"You're not doing it on the driveway. You're in the car."

"Smartass," Naruto growled. Sasuke unbuttoned his jeans swiftly, watching as Naruto mirrored his actions, pulling his own jeans down. Once Naruto had gotten out of his pants, Sasuke looked around. It was dark, around nine o'clock. The neighbourhood was lit up by street lamps and from the lights in the houses.

Deeming the location safe, Sasuke got in the car, his jeans unbuttoned, closing the door behind him. He idly thought that it would have been smarter to bring his Jeep, had it not been stolen by his older brother. This little shit car made it crowded being two grown men in the backseat.

"Spread them," Sasuke murmured. He watched as Naruto threw his long legs over the backboards of the seats. The blond moaned wantonly, his half-closed eyes begging Sasuke to pleasure him. The Uchiha let his big hands caress over those long legs. He unconsciously registered the lack of muscle and body fat. He caressed slowly, making Naruto whimper with need, down and down and further down.

He reached the blond's erect cock, wrapping his sweaty hand around it. The Uzumaki's lips parted in a silent groan, his narrow hips moving up and down leisurely. Sasuke bit his lip, the heat in his abdomen on fire. He was burning, his intestines licked by powerful flames in the outmost gratifying way.

"I want you," Naruto murmured, throwing an arm over his face, hiding the way his nose scrunched up as Sasuke tightened his hold around the erection. "Oh my God, Sasuke!"

The Uchiha leaned over the other, pressing his lips against Naruto's as his hand moved up and down over the blond's sex. Naruto moaned, his toes curling and his breathing rough. Sasuke pumped faster, wanting to hear and see his lover orgasm. He wanted to see blue eyes clenching shut, he wanted to hear a broken scream, he wanted to feel semen drench his skin.

Sasuke leaned back slightly, pumping furiously and watching how Naruto threw his head back, crying out in satisfaction. "Ah, yes, Sasuke!"

Naruto climaxed, his plump lips parting to show a row of perfect teeth. Sasuke felt the cum on his hand, letting go of the dick in his hand, tasting the sperm with the tip of his tongue.

The dark-haired man loved how easily, perfectly his name rolled off Naruto's tongue. He wanted to hear it again, again and again until his ego was as hard and big as his cock.

Naruto took a moment to gather his mind before coming to aid Sasuke with his throbbing problem. His blue, blue eyes stared at the organ. The younger bit his lip, letting out a moan as he diverted his eyes to Sasuke's face.

Sasuke sat down, making room for Naruto to get down on him. "Do you want to suck it, baby?"

"Nngh, yes, Sasuke…" Naruto leaned down, kissing the head with an open mouth. Sasuke moaned, spreading his legs to give more room. He feared that, if he looked down, he would cum without a warning. He didn't dare glancing down, already imagining the vision of Naruto French-kissing his cock.

"Mm, Naru…to…" Sasuke buried his hands in unruly, blond locks. "Nnn-aahh…"

Naruto let the dick slide in his mouth, closing his eyes and breathing deeply through his nose. Sasuke tried not to buck up, one of his hands caressing a scarred cheek encouragingly. It was so wet and so hot and unbelievably–

"Ho-holy shit." Sasuke felt his orgasm coiling when Naruto proceeded to suck his cock with such vigour that he was almost scared. "Haa…Aahh…Naru-Naruto…"

Fingers played with his balls, tugging gently and teasing dangerously. Never before had Sasuke gotten off so quickly. He grabbed Naruto's hair in a tight grip, forcing the blond to let his dick go with one last suck. He sprayed his entire load onto the tan face, grunting as pleasure shook his body.

The world stopped spinning, and his mind returned to the car, blinking to see the blond between his legs. He removed his hands from the ruffled hair, gripping Naruto's thin arms to help the blond up in his lap. Naruto's face was covered with cum, and the blond wiped it off from his eyes with the sleeve of his jacket.

Sasuke smirked, loving the obscene picture of Naruto covered in semen. Running down over his cheekbone, making plump lips glossy and making strands of blond look wet. He thought, almost unconsciously, that if this relationship was going somewhere, he would like a picture of this Naruto in his wallet as well.

To Be Continued

Author's note: Mm. Hung-over when I wrote the last part, so I had to proof-read this chapter twice XD My friend is still sleeping on my couch, so I thought I'd be a little productive while my sis was out to get the pizza. Please tell me if you saw any mistakes!

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