Orenji
Written by FeIlan
Preview Summary:ツ When an Uchiha speaks, you listen. When an Uchiha offers their hand in friendship, you take it. When an Uchiha wants something, they will have it. So why does his foolish blonde dobe of a neighbour refuse him time and time again? The only logical answer - The boy must be crazy. SasuNaru, minor ItaNaru. Slightly homophobic!Sasuke (easier than denial).
Extended Summary:
Prologue
Sasuke Uchiha is an eight year old boy, and antisocial loner, living a life of boredom with riches, a better-knowing brother and a father who is never home. One day new neighbours move in next to them and Sasuke decides to make his blonde neighbour his very first friend. However Naruto Uzumaki has something to say about that because he does not want any friends. Angered by his refusal he starts spying on the blonde and he quickly learns that his shy-looking, timid blonde dobe of a neighbour has many secrets to keep. Why does Naruto not go to school? Why is he always so pale? And is his snake-like bankrobber-guardian as evil as he looks or does it have something to do with Naruto's four-legged imaginary friend?
After the prologue
The raven-haired Uchiha is in for more than he can handle, when he despite all odds manages to make friends with his dobe, but it all ends when Naruto mysteriously disappears, and only Sasuke remembers who Naruto is. Eight years later, the latest hot model Sasuke finds himself still thinking of the boy, until one day Naruto reappears. Too bad for Sasuke though, because Naruto has forgotten who he is. What is wrong with Naruto?
Disclaimer: I don't own the Naruto Universe, or any part thereof.
Warning: No beta, heavy longwinded metaphors because the author is one confusing mess. Sasuke displays signs of being a control freak, egoist, narcissist, as well as having obsessive- and a possessive tendencies.
Overall Warnings: AU, Controlling!Sasuke, Demon!Naruto, Timeskip, Past lives and thousand year old fox demons. Memory lapses of Naruto's past life in the Ninja-verse. Don't read if you have a short attention span, the story is long and contains underlying plots, so turn around if you can't handle something different.
AN: This chapter is M-rated, consider it rape or consensual, that's up to you the reader to decide. Again, this is unedited and approximately 14k words, and this is the second chapter of pure past life. Now that I've developed the story of the past this far I can finally move on to next phase in the present day life.
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Orenji
Ch. 11
- Of Friends and Rivals
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Past Life
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It was no mystery, when Aoi had been less visible as of lately.
Their moments under four eyes had become non-existent and they were never alone long enough to actually communicate, not that his friend ever was one to talk much, except for the brief moments when the Uchiha had ordered something to be done, and then just walked off. And that was fine.
There were - could be - many reasons for that, however the endless stream of explanations and excuses he had fed himself with were now running dry and had starting to lose both taste and originality. Getting through a day at snail pace had become the norm, he lacked something, some sort of action-packed element to keep him on his toes and make the everyday life interesting, alas, that too, was getting harder and harder to achieve. Naruto didn't like snail pace. Naruto didn't like sitting around fiddling with paperwork. Naruto didn't like to sit still. Naruto didn't like to stay tied to a place with so many memories of his family. Naruto wanted to live everyday as if it could be his last. Naruto wanted to fight. Someone. It didn't have to be a death match, of course. Verbally or physically, take your pick. It didn't matter, he just needed some outlet for his pent-up, frustrations.
He sort of, almost, in a way, kind of... missed Aoi.
That wasn't an easy thing to admit to, it really wasn't but truth of the matter was that, whilst he and Aoi hadn't exactly been friendly, in the eyes of others, they still occupied a lot of each other's time and energy, on their internal strife to best the other, at various things. He had been back for almost six weeks now, and hadn't been allowed to venture out on anymore missions, because of the lengthy amount of time he had been gone earlier in the year, and so. He had started to notice how quiet and, peaceful life here had become.
Aoi was furious with him though, once again. After he had left the Uchiha standing that night, and treated his offer as a joke, Naruto had in a feverish confusion decided to run away and Ichiro had personally set out to bring him back, his dark-haired friend, or rival, wouldn't even look at him. There was anger, fury and pain in his eyes, whenever Naruto caught a glimpse of him. That was when Aoi had started to keep himself buried in work, whenever there was an opportunity to get away, Aoi was the first to grab it.
Leaving Naruto behind in the dust.
There was no friendly teasing, there was no bickering and there was no challenging opponents to fight.
First the perky blonde had shrugged it off as nothing worth fussing about, after all the man always worked hard. Still, he had been busy with all those extracurricular hectic meetings with the River country's governor, that Naruto had not been allowed to participate in and then there was the Hokage's ceremonial procedure, another week later, a crisis had befallen the Hidden Rain village, Amegakure. So because of Konohagakure's friendship and tight relation with the Hidden Rain, Aoi had been sent out to deal with a matter of some armoured rogues who were actively obstructing a bridge construction between their two villages.
Finally a few days ago, Ichiro had informed him of the contents of the last report, and Aoi's return had further been delayed due to a sudden intervention from a feared group of criminals, backing up the rogues from behind the scenes. Essentially, that was the top of the mountain, and Naruto would have been willing to believe the story so far, had he not known that Aoi never, never took weeks to complete a mission. When the man finally came back this morning, he had been nothing but a shadow in the hallways. Quite literally.
It was glaringly obvious what was going on.
Aoi was avoiding him.
Naruto did not mind at this point, the feeling was mutual. He was by then equally angry with Aoi. Eventually they would be back to being friendly again, like always, it wasn't anything new, yet for some weird reason, part of him feared that it was. That it was entirely different now. Again, he didn't mind being avoided, to some extent.
What he did mind though was the way the other had gone so flagrantly out of his way to show that he wanted nothing to do with Naruto, or whatever Naruto had to say, even if it was not actually Aoi he was talking to but the council. It was childish really, the man was older than Naruto, more experienced than Naruto and of course the better strategist and mastermind between the two of them, hands down because Naruto always showed his prowess in physical battle, but the way Aoi handled his childish anger towards him was nothing less than that of a brat. He couldn't handle it at all.
Aoi had if anything become even more of a jerk since their nightly run-in. Worse than ever before, today proved his assumption to be true. He was being outright provoked instead of avoided. Flaming - fucking - provoked to the point of wanting to strangle the Uchiha.
Today Aoi completely shot down his proposals at the meeting, when he had decided to make it his goal-in-life to argue against any idea Naruto had shared with the council, and the sad thing was, the asshole was winning them over by twisting Naruto's ideas of better treatment for prisoners of war, into nonsense that could cost the village valuable funds and security. Was it that hard to get prisoners clean water?
Naruto sighed, stretching his sore back. His now taut body wasn't used to sitting still for so long, and would much prefer joining the labourers where he could help packing the wagons with supplies. Anything but dealing with this bastard. At least there he wouldn't have to rack his brain trying to come with law-changing suggestions when clearly, nothing he said would fall on soft soil with these people.
"Uzumaki, what do you think?" The elder softly interrupted his thoughts, and the group of old, balding men, with the additional younger individual in between as the odd ones out, were all staring at him as if he was supposed to be the one who could inform them of the meaning of life. These people. He cursed inwardly and hid the clenched hand in his sleeve. From the corner of his eyes, he could sense those dark eyes locked on his frame, waiting like a vulture ready to rip, devour and tear whatever he had to say, into little bitty pieces. Why the hell had Naruto even bothered coming? Oh yeah that's right, because of the marriage proposals for Ichiro. This was awkward. So now they were listening to him?
As strange as it was, marriage proposals to nobles all had to go through the Hokage's council's discerning eye. With so many more pressing issues, Naruto really found it hard to sit still and listen to their endless concern over Ichiro's lack of bride, what about the starving children in the slums, or the prisoners of war who were treated like criminals and cross-examined by inhuman means for being caught near the wrong people. He knew why none of that mattered, he did. Naruto wasn't as stupid as they all thought him to be.
Most of these old coots had daughters of their own whom they had generously offered, but Ichiro had rejected all proposals so far, and the council had somehow thought it wise to point the needle at Naruto. It was no secret that his words were in higher regard with the oldest Uchiha than any other person he knew, but would they really look towards him for help had they known he was the one taking up the otherwise empty spot in Ichiro's bed.
He doubted it. And so did Aoi who hid a snort and crooked smile.
'I think this is a waste of time.' He sighed, willing himself to ignore Aoi's taunting onyx pits that always managed to keep his body tingling and fidgeting awkwardly in his seat. "From what we've seen, no woman of Konohagakure has been of any interest, so why not look towards, say, Amegakure. I've heard they have quite a few beauties there, namely Konan Ikeda. It could strengthen our bond with them in the wake of the recent trouble at the bridge."
Why not? Naruto had seen the woman a few times, during missions, she was capable despite only being an adoptive daughter of the Ikeda's. Ichiro should be with a beauty like her, but of course these men would again snub any suggestions from his mouth. Not that he cared any longer. They just wanted him to say something for the sake of contributing, and so he did. He finally allowed himself to look over at Aoi, who looked away instantly, but astoundingly enough he saw no sign of objection from the man. In fact, he was strangely passive to his idea.
Ignoring the buzzing of the old men's chattering, he kept staring at the Uchiha, unashamed. He didn't care if he made Aoi uncomfortable anymore in fact he wanted that bastard to feel how it was like to be constantly observed by prying eyes, maybe it would finally make the other stop these, these searing gazes. The gazes the other sent him had at first been cold, calculative and threatening, that was of course, after he had been molested and left tied up in the room where Ichiro can found him, naked, hard and wanting to die from shame. That memory made him cringe, at least Ichiro hadn't made fun of him or asked too much about it, instead his lover had covered him with his own haori and helped him out.
The corners of his dark-haired friend's lips had turned upwards now, into a small smirk.
Aoi was smirking, and looking back at him, with those smouldering eyes again. Naruto grit his teeth, not bothering to hide his annoyance as he tore his eyes away from the mocking Uchiha. Aoi was mocking him, with his half-smile, beautiful face, and bottomless black orbs, encased by long wickedly dark lashes. The man threw his head back, combing a few silky strands of black hair away from his view, with his long pale fingers.
Why the hell had he since bothered befriending this bastard? After he had teasingly played with his cock as a sick outlet for his anger. It wasn't a real friendship or anything but Aoi had started talking to him, once he found out that Naruto had more between his ears than just a former status as noble. Aoi was toying with him again, looking at him like he was an object he could just mark and claim as his. Why was he still looking at Naruto? What the hell did he want? He still had yet to understand what the man's sick fascination with bothering him was.
It was always like this. First they would be friendly, then the next day they would be fighting alongside each other like two swords of the same metal, working together to defeat a common foe, then they would celebrate and go drinking like old buddies, and then Naruto would wake up the next day after spending the night at Ichiro's room and the next time he saw his friend, Aoi would be cold and distant with him again. Refusing to talk, and just sticking to himself like a scorned woman and Naruto had at first been apologetic, thinking he had said something wrong in his drunken state, but it happened every time so eventually he would have enough of the other's poor attitude and just say his goodbyes and be on his way.
It was a repetitive cycle.
Push, pull, push, pull, push, pull, and Naruto wasn't having it anymore.
Naruto still remembered those late nights he had spent in the study with Aoi, they had been nagging and cursing at each other like two bitter enemies over a strategic plan for their upcoming mission. Aoi wanted black, so Naruto wanted white. Aoi said sneak and Naruto would say 'Let's barge in'. Aoi had wanted to infiltrate the enemy's base through a secret path in the mountains, whilst Naruto would insist on the river, the water level was lower in the early dawn of morning - which the other had forgotten to take into consideration, so it wasn't as if his idea was all that brash, it was rather smart actually. Reluctantly Aoi had him map out the landscapes surrounding the bases to show what he meant. Main point was, it was impossible to agree, and meeting half ways was not an option for either of them.
That was one time Aoi had praised him though, when Naruto managed to draw the map over the mountains, rivers, forests and fields all around like he knew the territory as well as his back garden. Naruto had a good memory when it came to the landscape they found themselves in, in the past he would get lost often, but for some reason he found himself able to sense, smell and hear things other's couldn't. And his sense of direction was never wrong anymore, it was like there was some inborn compass in him now, he heavily relied on his intuition these days.
Aoi back then had seemed almost friendly despite his lack of emotion. They got along, somehow even if they couldn't agree on the most basic things.
"As unusual as your proposal is, it might not be all foolish talk. We will take it into consideration till next week."
What.
Did he hear that right? Naruto couldn't believe it, he had half and half been joking since, well, he expected no serious consideration to any answer he might have given. It shouldn't have been this way though. A headache had started pressing on. Would Ichiro be upset with him over this? It was definitely not an everyday- or normal thing - to throw women into the arms of your own lover. It did nag him a bit, of course it would. Although not as much as he wanted to, he did love the man to some extent. Could he really share?
"This meeting has been concluded."
Cursed be his life.
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He stretched his arm at its full length making sure he could only lightly tap the bark with his fisted hand, before pulled back the offending arm, and threw a left hand punch with the same result of hardly coming into contact. Repeat. His concentration was total, his whole being was focused with perfect intensity on this one movement. He was after a few weeks able to hold the flurry of steady punches at this speed for about three minutes before he had to stop up for a breather. It was then that his friend had taken the chance to crawl out from her hiding. "Naruto!"
"Morning Hime!" Naruto quickly looked over and sent her a smile and a wave as greeting.
"What are you doing?" She asked, ignoring the branches and bushes that had ripped at her fine silk kimono.
"Why, I'm killing flies midair, of course." Was his dry answer that made the girl chuckle as to took a seat on a nearby stone to spectate. Naruto got up again, readying himself for another session.
"You have gotten stronger, Naruto." Himeko complimented, while tugging at the torn edges of her clothes.
"Ehehe, I know right? Soon I will beat your cousin!" Naruto gave a foxy grin, unconsciously showing off his slightly pointy canines. "This isn't strength training though, I'm hardly hitting the tree, see? It's speed."
"If anyone can, it's you." She agreed. Truthfully she felt like scolding Naruto, but couldn't. She felt they were bound together by the same type of pitiful fate, and her heart went out to him for enduring so well, when she couldn't. "Everyone is going half crazy with worry about you these days."
"Haha, why? You know how on edge this place makes me." He said offhandedly, but Himeko just shook her head at him. "I really just want to get my next mission, and leave."
"That's the problem isn't it? You never rest. You don't know how to relax or settle down." Her black hair flowed gently in the wind. "You've been back for what, nearly two months but it feels like you just came back yesterday. Aoi talked about you a lot when you were gone you know."
"I s'ppose we haven't been hanging out much since my return." Naruto admitted absentmindedly as he searched his satchel for his bottle of water. She jumped off the stone and carried a box wrapped in silk over. "What's that you got there?" He gestured at the bundle. Smiling secretively, she began to unwrap it, but Naruto's nose gave it away. "Is that what I think it is? Mmhh, Hime you're the best. I didn't even realise till now that I was starving!"
"Of course you wouldn't. Once you fixate that one-track mind of yours on one thing you forget everything else, even taking care of yourself." She laughed and pulled the silk cloth off and tried to spread it, but with some resistance from the light breeze on the hill.
"Well, then it's good I have you!" Naruto couldn't hide a cheeky smile as he helped her stretching out the silk. "Better take a seat before it flies away again."
As they sat there enjoying the packed food, Naruto had to recount for his recent trip to Whirlpool Country, with her cousin Eiji and his team. Himeko often complained about being stuck in Konoha because of her desire to travel the world, but she had never shown great promise as a Kunoichi unlike her male cousin who had been stamped, the successor of the Hyuuga Clan from a very early age, hence she had been traded off as a bride. Eventually they ended up talking about her life here in Konoha. Something that seemed to trouble her more than enough.
Naruto had thought of ignoring everything and running away too. The two of them had more in common than he let her know. It wasn't her fault that she was stuck with the man who made Naruto's life hell. Naruto had found it awkward talking with her after their first meeting that had ended in a disaster, but he had come to care for her as a sister since. Himeko also seemed to be more comfortable around him, although still shy she probably saw a type of brother in Naruto as well.
"Can I ask you something?" She sounded a bit nervous with the way she was looking around to make sure they were truly alone. Naruto quirked an eyebrow, blue eyes attentive and signalling for her to continue.
"It's about Aoi." She hesitated, when Naruto's eyes darkened. "Do you think he's interested in another woman?"
"Not that I'm aware of no. I believe you are the only one. Perhaps he is in love with his brother." He said, dismissively ignoring the look of terror crossing the girl's face at that thought.
"Really?!" She looked genuinely worried.
"Haha, I hope not. Well, I was joking, but he is a bit obsessed with all matters concerning his brother, is all. Just an observation." Naruto clarified with a sly grin. He wasn't really lying or making things up. Aoi did seem too interested in his brother's affairs. "He has probably been acting distant with all that extra workload he had taken on recently."
"He has always been distant, it's not that.." She refuted, her mauve eyes looking straight at him, begging. "I'm just at my wits ends."
Naruto got up to stretch his sore limbs, before looking downwards and casting her an apologetic glance. "I really don't understand that guy, I'm not the right person to ask."
"You're wrong. I know it, you two are way closer than anyone else." She sounded sure, so sure. "H-he really mentions you quite a lot. If you don't know him, no one does." She was distressed, and it made Naruto feel bad, because despite her conviction and belief, it was as she said. No one understood Aoi. Naruto didn't know whether to think, 'serves him right' or if he should pity the Uchiha for not having anyone who truly understood him.
"Hime. I don't know and nor could I imagine what he says about me but you really have the wrong impression of us. Mind telling me the real problem, something more specific seems to be bothering you. I don't like dancing around the subject on tiptoes." Naruto held back a sigh and grabbed his bottle. After a good few swigs of water, the hammer fell.
"I fear he is impotent. Naruto, what should I do? He just falls asleep every night." She finally spilled.
Naruto instantly sloshed the water in his mouth out, and coughed a bit, it took him a moment to regain his composure. "I really don't fancy knowing the sordid details of that pricks sexual problems." He spat, assuming a frown. "Look, Hime, I'm sorry," Naruto's brows had furrowed. He slid down next to the tree again with a groan, studying her questioning face. "but...could we perhaps not talk about Aoi right now? I'm not in a very lenient mood today."
Himeko pouted at this, but let her own problems take a backseat for now. "He did something to piss you off again?"
"Yeah, you could say that. Just being selfish and arrogant as usual. Nothing new right?"
"I suppose." She still looked troubled but decided to pack the empty box, with a little help from Naruto.
"I'll walk you back, okay?" Naruto said, still feeling apologetic for being unable to help his friends with her problems.
"Okay." She said, and a small smile returned to her face as he held her hand.
He could have never known that today was a turning point in life as he knew it, in more ways than one...
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Back at the Uchiha compound they were greeted by fussing maid servants, who were insisting on dragging Himeko away to be tidied up. Naruto couldn't lie, she was a bit clumsy and almost cute with the way she didn't give a care in the world when it came to a little dirt or twigs. She had probably ruined another Kimono to just come and see him today.
The second thing he noticed was that some of the horses were gone. Someone had left, probably Aoi. The guy just couldn't wait to get away from him, could he? Naruto snorted to himself as he set off towards the bathhouse. The pungent smell of dried sweat wasn't the least bit charming, and when you could smell yourself, it just meant it was ten times worse to others.
The bathhouse was always empty around midday, so it had become Naruto's preferred time to bathe, knowing everyone else would be dining and drinking so it would take a good three hours before the first drunken men came to soak.
He quickly discarded his clothes, and unfolded the clean bundle of clothes he had brought along, so he could swiftly slip out and get dressed fast if a situation needed it. Sinking into the massive tub, he let out a sound of utter bliss, letting his sore body relax in the heat. It felt incredibly good. No water was too warm for him.
After soaking for a good while he started scrubbing off the dead skin and dirt that still clung to him. With a displeased growl, he noticed that one part of him remained tense. This heat always gave him a massive hard problem to deal with, which was another reason he preferred to bathe alone. The guys would probably freak out at him, if he was bathing together with them and suddenly got a hard-on, he knew he would.
Tentatively he lets a hand trace the length of his shaft, determining the amount of time it would take to work this problem out, unfortunately it was harder than usual leaving his first option, to simply leave it alone and let it solve itself, fly out the window.
Getting to work, he sat back and tried to rest his head against the wooden wall, as he set a relatively slow pace, consisting of slow squeezing pumps, and using his thumb to massage the sensitive tip. It took a minute to get started but if he hadn't already been wet and surrounding by warm damp air, he would have definitely felt beads of perspiration forming along with air heating up around him. He swept the wet damp bangs away from his forehead as he let out a low, but deep guttural moan in the silent room.
Naruto hadn't felt the need to do this for a while but today, he had lost control. Now he was reduced to pleasuring himself in the bathhouse, and it had only been three days since Ichiro had left for the week. If only his Lord was here, in the tub with him. That thought made him progress a bit faster.
He forced himself to see, his lover leaning over him teasingly, trailing his wet body, from his lip to his throat, to his clavicle bone, and then working down towards his navel with that long pale index finger of his, only stopping at his hips. Nothing turned him on more than the sight of that beautiful pale face, and smouldering lust-filled black eyes gazing up at him from between his legs, surrounded by that loose black hair that tickled his thighs, as his length sunk into that awaiting mouth cavity, with wet slurp-y noises.
"A-ah." A strangled moan reverberated in his throat as his manhood twitched appreciatively at his mental pictures. Oh, yes, he was lucky to have such a suave partner who could bring him to such heights. He clenching hard around his would-be weeping erection as pleasure spread to his curling toes, when he increased the pace quite significantly to an almost unbearable pace, unable to take his mind off of that overwhelming sensation of a wet muscle licking the underside of his penis so well. He was close, and he felt his stomach knot at the quickly building tension in his abdomen. It was too much, too quickly.
"A-hem." Came a voice, but at this point Naruto was too far gone as his body went rigid against the wall, and a silent, suppressed scream of pleasure escaped from his throat, he only faintly noticed the naked, dark-haired man in front of him, looking at him with a strange look as he came hard, with enough pressure to shoot spurts of white through the surface of tub water.
His mind was a haze and he could hardly see a thing as he breathed noisily from the aftermath of his climax, trying to regain sense and vision. He had been so horny and deprived that he had even seen Aoi standing there in front of him as a spectator when he released, how freaky would that have been if-
Aoi was here.
"T-teme! What are doing here?" Naruto blurted out without being able to think coherently, he flushed instantly, if he wasn't already completely red-faced from the damp he definitely was now. The Uchiha was still standing there in all his naked glory, looking at him as if he was lowest creep alive.
After a moment of silent, the other looked away from him.
"I intended to bathe like you." The other replied dully, whilst smirking knowingly. Aoi knew exactly what he had been doing, and apparently found amusement in it. "But I think I should wait till the maids bring some more water. Don't you?"
He had been caught red-handed, exposed, in-the-act and all that nonsense, but strangely enough he felt very nonchalant about it now. So what if he had been pleasuring himself, it wasn't as if other men hadn't done it before him. Naruto really had nothing to be ashamed about.
That's what he told himself, that's what he believed.
Not bothering to give some lame retort to the provocation, because he was more mature than that now, Naruto crawled out when his erection had gone flaccid, and scurried to the other end of the room and quickly covered his bare behind, and front, with a piece of cloth before daring to face the other man again.
Aoi was looking at Naruto again, with those eyes. A thought crossed his mind. Perhaps Aoi was jealous? Himeko could be right, perhaps Aoi was really ineffective, down there.
"Naruto." Aoi was smiling at him, and he felt like running away right then and there. "Get dressed and start packing, the Hokage has given us orders. You are going on a mission with me." Aoi's eyes were ablaze with some sort of triumph. Naruto felt a shiver as the man's eyes ran over his bare back. but when he met the other's eyes again they were hard and fixated, on his face. Naruto was going on a mission? Alone with Aoi? Why all of a sudden? "Meet me at the gates in one hour, we need to hurry before nightfall."
"M-me?! But I've volunteered for the moon festival I can't go-" Naruto was confused. He didn't need this, especially not now that he had just had gotten used to the idea of Aoi completely ignoring him, now he had to spend a month in the field with a guy who hated his guts? Fuck off, this bastard hadn't talked to him for over a month and now he decides to worm himself back into his life acting all casual about his whole disappearing act, and provocations. Besides, the bastard had once again seen him wank off. Could life be more fucked up.
Apparently so.
"I did warn you, against staying with my brother." A smirk spread over the man's flawless face, as Naruto squirmed and he scowled. "If you refuse to stay away, I will drag you away and from that look on your dumb face it would appear you took my threat lightly."
So the bastard is making a joke of it now, is he? Stupid brother complex.
"Teme!"
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Naruto grit his teeth, silently biting back the awkwardness and earlier humiliation, still fresh in his mind as they strode in silence. The cold night air that should have cleared his mind, did nothing for him whatsoever and he reluctantly stole glances at the dark-haired man running so close to him, with a grace that gave Naruto the shivers. Aoi was physically weaker than him, or so he had always convinced himself, but the man probably had the stronger legs between the two of them.
The way Aoi moved so effortlessly a little bit ahead of him almost put in him in a trance as he tried to keep up, eyes fixed on the lean frame sprinting through the terrain as if he was made for swiftness. Shaking his head he tried to keep his eyes on the road ahead, forcing himself to memorize their path for later use.
Debating on whether to call out and ask for rest or bite in the pain as his energy reserve slowly drained, Naruto tried to shift the weight of his landing to keep going with minimal harm to his aching ankles. His face was starting to feel cold and his skin had become slightly numb from the constant but gentle blowing of a head-on wind.
Just ahead he spotted an opening in the trees and the landscape changed before him, it was soil. Soft dirt that clung to his soles. Aoi was getting ahead again, unaffected by the soft ground. Naruto almost gasped when someone spoke to him.
'Kit. Don't hurt yourself, let me help.' It was the beast. Naruto hadn't talked to the demon since the war had ended. 'So you missed me? Touching, I thought I'd let you know...that when you're in Konoha, I can't communicate with you. Someone is interfering with my powers.'
He wanted to know more but the something drew his attention.
A tingling warmth washed over his body and the ache vanished like dew under the rays of sun. He felt light, agile and powerful. His body weighed nothing and his feet set off the ground with no endeavour at all. Could he become faster as well? Faster than Aoi?
'You can. If that is what you want.'
Thrill filled him as he cut through the air like he had sprouted a pair of wings, the feeling was almost staggering, he was so fast that he struggled to balance himself and his jumps became wild and unpredictable when he accidentally used too much strength in one leg over the other. Aoi had turned around to check if he had fallen behind, and in that exact moment he sprinted past the slower Uchiha, who in turn increased his own pace in an attempt to keep up with Naruto.
"Why are you so slow?" Naruto laughed, as he basked in the feeling of weightlessness that filled him with like pure elation. He felt so happy, so complete, so free - sprinting through the starlit night at the speed of light. Finally, finally he was out again, away from Konohagakure, away from the same town, with the same people, living the same boring lifestyle, this was what he lived for.
"Hn. I was slowing down for you a moment ago. Guess you were the right partner for this mission after all." Aoi smirked and Naruto smiled back at him. A true, radiant, sincere smile from pure happiness, and for a second Naruto was sure he saw the very same thoughts filling his own mind and body, passing through the Uchiha's bottomless eyes.
The adventure, the thrill, the competition with Aoi at his side, storming through the world together. He loved it all. Together he felt they were invincible, under the sky. Whatever fights and differences they had, mattered not here, they were simply two entities, chasing each other, pushing each other, encouraging each other to break the limits and laws nature had set for them. Within this bliss, Naruto was even willing to believe that he could erase all those frustrations, confusions and happenings from the last six weeks. Because, nothing ever felt so right before.
"Naruto!" The other called from behind him. He grinned to himself, unable to stop himself from smiling, Aoi couldn't keep up, now that was something to smile about.
"Are your legs hurting?" He threw back, but he didn't hear any response.
'You went the wrong way, kit.'
"Ohh." With swift turn of direction he jumped backwards and clashed with something solid and fleshy and fell to the ground on top of Aoi, who coughed and heaved painfully from the collision. Aoi had chased after him, and that was what had caused the accident.
"Ughff...dobe. Get off.." He felt dizzy as he shifted on the other man's body, trying to pick himself up. Aoi moaned underneath him, whether it was pain or pleasure didn't matter, he violently flung himself to the side, to not be affected by the involuntary but pleasant feeling the taller man's body had invoked in him. Dangerous.
"Sorry." Naruto mumbled, unable to see the dusted pink on the other's cheeks as the man gets up and dusts himself off with a grumpy expression. The awkwardness was returning and Naruto already missed the feeling of freedom, that had left his mind blank and heightened his senses, in an almost intimate way. "Is there an Inn close by?"
Aoi finally looked up at him, still looking slightly annoyed. "No, we passed one an hour ago and the next inn is half a day's travel away, we need to set up a camp here for the night."
Naruto protested. "Aw, why didn't you just stop at the last Inn?"
The dark-haired man glared at him now, as he scouted the area. "I did try to, but you were showing off and continued ahead, so I was forced to follow."
"I don't want to sleep in the forest..." Naruto could sleep here, but with this much energy in reserve it would be a waste to not make it to an Inn. And besides, Inn's were still preferred, when the chance was presented. Aoi was looking at him in silent contemplation as if he was speculating on whether to give the death penalty or the life in a cell option. In the end it was neither.
"Should have thought of that before you turned a simple travel from destination to destination into a contest." Aoi groaned as he pulled the bag off his shoulder and rolling it a bit to get rid of the stiffness and ache.
Naruto smiled and scratched his head sheepishly, still feeling lightheaded from the borrowed strength. Aoi was bitter because he had been able to keep up and even sprint ahead, now he just had to win again by convincing the other that going to an Inn would be a good idea. "Come on, let's go back, if we race again if you want, it might only take half an hour."
"There's no way we will back step on this travel. Find a spot to sleep and stop whining." The Uchiha sounded a bit tired actually, even to Naruto who was still lively and ready to run a marathon. "You had better watch where we go next time then if you want to lead. Sunagakure is still days away, so if you keep this up, we could end up camping a lot."
Aoi hadn't given him the full details yet, but their destination was the Wind country's, hidden sand village, Sunagakure. Naruto could only remember off the top of his head, that there had recently been appointed a new Kazekage, so if his assumptions were correct it had something to do with that. Most surprisingly was that the Kazekage was supposed to be no older than him and Aoi.
"Wait, I know this place! There's an inn just on the other side of this mountain! It will be fast. Let's go!" Naruto said and pointed towards the rising terrain on their left, hoping he was right.
"I swear if you are lying..." Aoi sent him a menacing glare but picked up his bag nonetheless and faced the direction Naruto had pointed.
"Just trust me." Naruto smiled and set off to find the inn, with Aoi on tow.
.
.
They had entered the shabby little Inn, expecting an unkempt bedroom with itchy pillows, creaking wooden floors and a bar full of smoke plus the occasional gang of misfits hanging out and looking for trouble. Fortunately it looked worse on the outside than it really was. The thatched roof had looked holed and full of leakages, the whole area looked mostly like a swamp actually the inside had an almost homely feel to it.
"I should have you banned from doing missions for a year for this!" The other sneered. sounding harsher than he was meaning to, but Aoi was grumpy, dozy, and sore, which was never a good state to find the other in. They had reached a smaller city at the River country's border, and if the weather held for tomorrow as well they would be able to cross and camp somewhere in Wind country by tomorrow night.
"Who is whining now? It only took us two hours and we're closer to Suna, aren't we?" Naruto bit back, not the least bit scared of Aoi's empty threats. "Look at it as my way of saying thank you for dragging me away from home. Not that I honestly mind, it's good to be out actually. You have no idea how happy I am to finally be free from the same old scenery."
So you think you punished me, by taking me on this mission, you couldn't have been more wrong.
Those black eyes was at him again with an incredulous look. "You're happy?"
"Yea!" Naruto smiled, nothing could ruin his mood. Not even Aoi being a bastard. Today he was immune. "It seems like we only get along when we're on missions together, so isn't it perfect?"
The Uchiha said nothing, just snorted and walked up to the Innkeeper. The boisterous woman had been in the midst of flirting with one of the drunk villagers, but immediately switched target the moment Aoi approached at the table. "Good evening, handsome, anything I can do for you?"
Aoi had looked hesitant to respond. "We would like two rooms, please." It was Naruto's turn to snort as he observed with silent amusement the way Mr. handsome's eyebrows twitched at the pet name.
"I'm sorry, dear, we only have one double room available." After a moment she went on with her monologue, Naruto knew, the Uchiha had stopped listening though."We have so many more guests in the rain season."
"Fine, we'll take it."
"One bottle of Sake too please!" The blonde interrupted beside him, draping an arm around Aoi, while smiling radiantly at the Innkeeper who giggled like a little girl, when she saw Naruto.
"I remember you! You were that sweet kid who was staying over last year, with two other boys and that violent girl." She gushed as he took in his dishevelled appearance.
Naruto nodded earnestly, still grinning slyly when Aoi tried to wriggle his draped arm off, which in turn only made the blonde put more weight into the one-armed hug whilst not really paying attention to the aggravated Uchiha. They were on Naruto's playfield now, and such a technicality as class differences had no meaning here, besides Aoi couldn't be as desperate as to announce his identity to the lower-born commoners in this bar, he was too proud to do something so desperate and crass. Aoi finally stopped struggling, but remained tense. "Ye yea, that's me, so you remember little me, I'm honoured."
"Of course, you're too pretty to forget dear." Naruto blushed and barely noticed the sour look that had settled as a small frown on Aoi's lips.
"See, teme? I told you I had been here before!" The blonde exclaimed triumphantly, still playing the buddy card.
"You shouldn't be drinking when you're like this." The older male said overbearingly. "Cancel that order, please."
"Like what? What exactly is wrong with you? Can't I have a little fun, we made it far today." Naruto spat, retracting his arm from the other's shoulders, all mirth gone from his blue eyes. "Forget what he said, I'm having that sake!"
"Fun?" Aoi glared at him, with that incredulous look from earlier. "You're unbelievable. Is it impossible for you to feel sadness or something?"
Naruto couldn't see what the man's problem was and why he was so set on the fact that Naruto shouldn't feel happy or be having fun. He was free, he was where he belonged, in the field, travelling across the world that he loved. This was where he could be himself, someone other than the pitiful lone Namikaze who was the topic of all house maids and had to rely on other families to give him a bed to sleep in. He hated all that.
"Give my partner the key so he can go to the room and sulk, don't mind him, he is just a bit moody today." Naruto apologised, and the woman gave him a knowing smile before holding out the key for Aoi to take. If looks could kill, Naruto would be dead by now, but he didn't care. Aoi wasn't going to ruin his night.
Reluctantly the man grabbed the key and with a last fierce glower at Naruto he left the bar. "Don't be back late."
"Here's your sake. Keep smiling and don't let other's take that from you, okay?" The Innkeeper sounded almost motherly, and it touched something within Naruto. He took the sake and left a few extra coins.
"Thanks, I think I better go to the room as well, else he might lock me out. Goodnight."
"Goodnight." She called at the retreating back of the blonde man, who waved back over his shoulder.
Leaving behind the soft chattering noises of the people in the bar, clinging glasses, quiet laughs and scraping sound of stools, he ventured outside in the open hall in search for their room. He stopped up when he saw Aoi sitting at the entrance to the hallway silently observing the rainfall, pitter-pattering against the wet scenery.
The verdant smell of rain, was cold, purging, and bare to Naruto's oversensitive nose. As he got closer he saw the head of black hair silently bobbing up and down, he wasn't awake. The Uchiha was sleeping outside, undisturbed by the constant splashing sound of raindrops, thrumming against the edge of the porch like a nodding statue. Naruto was next to him now, pondering on what to do. Should he leave the groggy man outside or drag him in?
Taking a swig of sake, he put it away near the double futon. The noise he made caused the sleeping man to stir and wrinkle his straight, perfect nose a bit as if he could smell the sake and was disgusted by it. Aoi's sloppy body stretched a bit and leaned further back against the pillar when Naruto came back for him dressed down to his undergarments, it wasn't as if anyone was outside to see him.
He wanted to wake the bastard but his patience in dealing with a wake Aoi was starting to thin out. It would be better for the both of them if the bastard just slept. So instead he attempting to pull the man into a better position by pulling his upper body, luck was not on his side though when the sudden movement made the Uchiha's head roll forwards where it came to rest on Naruto's thigh, that he automatically decided to cling to like a pillow whilst he was at it. Naruto swore through clenched teeth fighting the seductive warmth so close to his crotch, but the real panic set in when the man's face nestled into the comforting crack between Naruto's legs.
"A-ah! Teme! Let go!" In the midst of the pandemonium Naruto violently made a kicking motion with the leg the man was hugging, efficiently sending the other crashing sideways face first into the wooden planks that made up the entirety of the floor on the narrow hallway. "I am very sorry!" Naruto quickly burst out once he realised his mistake, he was trying his best to control his voice as he pulled the other man up, who were now swearing and massaging his sore head not understanding a thing that had just happened.
"You should be sorry!" Aoi yelled, voice laced with a fury that made the blonde involuntarily quiver, he had never heard the other quite this enraged before. Aoi often yelled at Naruto and said nasty things but nothing compared or even came close to the mere intensity in his voice now, unlike those other times, there was a bite to it. The Uchiha hastily brushed off his clothes. "If you don't pay attention to where you walk, you might just wake up to find yourself floating in the swamp!" Finally Aoi looked up at him with blazing murderous eyes - and then he froze, his blazing eyes that had looked an almost glowing shade of volatile crimson a second ago now turned to wide black, in a split-second.
"N-naruto?!" The Uchiha blurted, his voice betraying the hidden emotions behind his mask. "You're back already?"
"Tch, I just wanted to help you to bed, you're a real bastard, so how about that swim in the swamp, still up for it?" Naruto couldn't hide his ridicule anymore, the bastard had provoked him more than enough tonight. When Aoi only managed to still look somewhat flabbergasted despite his mask, Naruto turned on his heel, mumbling 'Teme' under his breath as he went inside to sit down on his futon. The stopper was pulled and the sake bottle was lifted high as he drank greedily. If he was to spend a whole night with this asshole he might as well make sure he wouldn't wake up from his slumber.
Aoi had disappeared the next time he looked out on the porch. Should he just close the door and go to bed? Naruto was patient when it came to people, he might snap easily and do impulsive things, but he really did pride himself in giving people chances to redeem themselves when they earnestly wished to. Once again, he would put this nonsense behind him and find some peace, being angry with Aoi wouldn't get him anywhere, and neither would drinking, because for some reason tonight he couldn't get drunk.
Empty at his side was the bottle, not a drop left, and here he lay on his stomach still with a mind in full pandemonium. Some sick twisted feeling in his body remained, if Aoi had been nicer, kinder and more gentle, he would still be in love with the man, and not just the body, that his own still longed for, and evidently, after tonight's accidents the tension and attraction had only increased.
"Uzumaki."
Naruto flipped over and sat up in shock, when he heard Aoi stop up somewhere behind him, and sure enough, there he was, stoic face and everything, clad in a loose white Kimono. For sleeping. So the other had undressed in the bathroom, it would seem.
"Oh, so you want to talk to me again, handsome? Calling me Uzumaki all of a sudden..." He mocked the man, feeling a thrill rise in his chest upon seeing the flicker of emotion in the other's deep black.
"Hn, and here I thought you would be crying, like a woman." Was the proud Uchiha's comeback, as he eyed Naruto, making the blonde shiver. "You've held it in all day, acting all happy, I am almost starting to believe that you really didn't care, but I guess you were happy I helped you get away in time."
"Crying? What the hell are you talking about?!" Naruto snapped, not liking one bit, that twisted smile that spread on the other's perfectly shaped lips. Mocking him. Hating him. Controlling him. The other knew something he didn't - that much was clear. Aoi had known something all day, and that was what he had been thinking of when he seemed so obsessed with Naruto's state of mind. Apparently Naruto wasn't supposed to smile, be happy or have fun. Kami forbid it. He had been trying to wag it in Naruto's face, and the blonde hadn't caught on.
"You haven't heard, have you?" The Uchiha said, suddenly not smiling anymore. "I did you a favour."
"...heard what?"
Black eyes pinned him to stay seated on the futon, with a calculating intensity. Aoi was looking at him with those eyes again, like the night he had caught him sneaking out of his brother's quarters. The bastard had revived, Aoi wasn't being nice to him, Aoi hadn't been doing him a favour, not when Aoi could look this pleased with himself.
Then the silence was broken.
"The reason my brother left the other day, I guess he didn't tell you." His tormentor began with a smooth voice, empty of all emotions.
"My brother accepted your proposal. Funny isn't it?" Aoi said heartily as if he was the bringer of good news, and even laughed a little bit, as he noted how the marrow of the blonde's spine seemed to have stopped working altogether. The blonde sat stricken in the mass of loose white covers, too shocked to even blink or cry, his finger nails had dug into his thighs with such strength that his knuckles seemed to lose the underlying colour of blood, through the tan skin.
No..no...no...
Then the bastard continued. "You have more power over my brother than you realise. Good job, usuratonkachi."
Don't talk to me...
Ichiro had decided to take a wife.
And you chose her. He reminded himself.
Naruto's mind had become blank and if the other man was still laughing at him, he had blocked that out already, he couldn't look at Aoi, or hear Aoi, or even sense Aoi. Slowly he felt the pressure in the bridge of his nose, burn, as if he was about to cry, but he snapped out of it and willed his eyes to fight against the increase in wetness. Out of the corner of his blurred eyes, he finally became aware of the feet treading towards him with hesitant steps. Aoi was coming closer. Too close.
Go Away...
Aoi's hand had come to rest on his shoulder. He didn't want this. Couldn't stand to be touched, not now. Not with such tenderness. Aoi wasn't tender or caring, he was evil and manipulative.
Leave me alone...
A thud. The other man had dropped to his knees beside him. Couldn't he just disappear, and go somewhere far far away where Naruto wouldn't have to see his smug face. A face of victory, over Naruto. Over disgusting Naruto who had been soiling his brother, loving his brother, sleeping with his brother.
"Go away." There, he finally said it.
Aoi didn't move from his side, didn't let go of him, didn't listen to a damn thing he said. Of course he wouldn't when a chance, a chance of tormenting Naruto a bit more, presented itself so deliciously, how could that bastard resist?
"Are you really crying idiot?" Aoi's voice was faint, almost gentle. As if he cared about Naruto, but he didn't, if Aoi cared about him, he wouldn't be here flaunting some type of victory in Naruto's face, he wouldn't be here watching him cry so pathetically. Naruto's cheeks were wet with warm fluids. He was crying. Crying like a baby, thinking about Ichiro. How could he have been so stupid? He loved Ichiro, more than he had realised, he was in love with his lover, whom he wasn't supposed to love because he was sure he was actually in love with...
"Go away!"
His throat hurt, constricted, ached, every time a sob broke through his barrier.
The Uchiha didn't respond only seemed to edge closer to him, clouding his torn mind with his close proximity. So the bastard still had this power over him, rendering Naruto unable to fight him off. He cursed his weak heart, his weak mind and his weak body. How pathetic was he?
This prick.
"I hate when you're like this..."
Naruto's sob broke and he looked up in surprise, facing the man who now held onto his arms tightly, with his own trembling hands, digging into Naruto's bare skin. Declaring his hate. Yet refusing to let go of him. Aoi's hands felt cold on his skin. No. They felt warm in fact. So warm that they could make his skin melt with their touch. Aoi was ice, he was cold, ice-cold and numbing, but never warm, so why did his touch make him so hot.
I hate you too...
Those dark eyes, narrowed and glossed over, observing at him, with feelings, that Aoi wasn't capable of feeling, but they were there and it made his chest hurt, his eyes darted away from black. Aoi mumbled something, but he didn't want to hear anymore, he didn't want to see these illusory feelings. None of it was real. The warm touch shifted, Aoi had let go of his arms.
Evil...
"Naruto.." It was only a soft whisper. The warm breath fanned against his salty cheek.
He couldn't say it out loud like Aoi had, he couldn't declare his hatred like he so desperately wanted. Something stopped him. Time had stopped.
Naruto was on his back on the futon looking up at the light bamboo ceiling where the weak flame from the candlestick made the shadows dance for his obscured blue eyes. The wind from outside must have entered the room, because, he could feel those silky black wisps of hair brushing against his wet face, like on that day he should have died. Something blocked his view of the dark ceiling. He couldn't see anything at first, it was too close, too obscure. Then he saw a pair of black eyes, warm and gentle, but in a world of their own pain as well. Their lids closed and the long lashes fluttered, tickled and brushed against him.
Aoi's eyes were closed, and his hands buried in Naruto's blonde strands, pressing into his scalp and holding him in place with such power, such craving. Tears had stilled and he struggled to breathe through his nose, when his mind finally caught up to the shock of those pink, warm and supple lips crushed against his. Scorching, searing, melting, blending into Aoi's so completely. So wholly. Entirely. It almost hurt, it almost felt so good that it was painful.
Lips were on his, kissing him hungrily, nibbling on him with a twisted savage need as if trying to devour his very essence. Naruto almost choked as he gasped for air, but hardly had he managed to suck in the much needed air before his mouth was invaded by an unknown wet appendage tracing the inside of his mouth, tasting him, drinking him, consuming him.
The taste was fresh - slightly sweet - cleaning away the dry aftertaste of sake in his mouth. The invading muscle stroking his own twitching tongue, caressing him only a moment longer when the lips pulled away, leaving him insatiable and wanting, from lack of that overwhelming sensation that had wrecked his hazy mind like a drug, leftover was only his most primitive needs intact, and those instincts was what made him latch back onto the retreating pair of lips, just as hungry, just as wanting, just as desperate - for more.
It frightened and excited him at the same time. Somewhere in the back of his mind, it felt so wrong, as if he should fend the other man off of him, be angry, be furious, but he could do nothing his lips were tingling. How could this be wrong, it felt so right, as if they were meant to be connected this way.
Only when through the blissful haze in his mind, he vaguely feels one of the hands untangling itself from his hair to grab his own, lying limply between their chests and separating their bodies, does he start to wonder. Fingers entwine and his hand is pinned somewhere above his head, but it hardly matters, not when he feels his undergarments being torn off.
"W-what the heck do you think you are doing!?" Naruto yelled, wriggling and pulling at his limps, safely kept in place under the Uchiha's weight and grasp.
Aoi remained passive to Naruto's outburst and leaned down tracing the shell of the blonde's ear with his tongue, and whispered the words. "I promised you didn't I?"
"Promised what? Let g-!" Naruto yelled again, this time louder, hoping someone outside could hear him, but Aoi bit down on his exposed neck, taking a fold of skin in between his lips and sucking hard, leaving a bright red mark.
"I would replace him, that's what I'm doing. So.." Aoi murmured, sounding uncomfortably nonchalant about it all, and it bothered Naruto a lot. Part of him hurt, because Aoi was merely doing what he had said he would in the heat of an angry moment six weeks ago. The fact that he was actually now carrying out his promise, seemed emotionless and hurtful more than anything. His own lover was getting married, and his little brother was giving Naruto his body to hush him up. It hurt. It hurt so much. "I'm making you mine. Tonight."
These years of frenemies status between them would never make this alright, Naruto didn't want to forgive, he wanted to be angry and have his right to be rightfully angry. No sudden kissing could change the path of destruction they were on. They were too different, they hated each other, they fought, they couldn't communicate, and the list was endless! They could never be like this, not after all that heartache - it was too illogical - even for Naruto. "I don't want to be yours!"
Unfortunately for Naruto, Aoi was exactly as he had always been, frustrating and impossible to argue with, so he could have foreseen the casual answer he got. "Let your body decide that."
Naruto felt his nose burn, the corner of his eyes prickle with forthcoming tears. He couldn't betray Ichiro, it was wrong on so many levels. "I-I can't do this to him, please..."
"Why do you care!" Aoi's grip tightened with every word, "He is in Amegakure, with that woman! Think about yourself! You can't be with him!"
Meanwhile Naruto felt part of his mind break with every word. He didn't want to hear this. He didn't need to be reminded. His heart was already as damaged as they came. Was he really willing to live the rest of his life with a married man like Ichiro, being second always, unable to sleep in his bed at night, knowing that the children he would someday train in martial arts could be that man's offspring? No he probably couldn't. He knew that already now. He was alone. All alone.
"Why...don't you tell me. Why you care so damn much." Naruto shouted, finding the sudden strength in him to kick the other off of him. Yes, why. Why did Aoi have to always be on his case, pointing out his flaws, his weaknesses, forcing him out of shell, pressing all the right vital points to make him flip. Only this man, only he could...replace Ichiro.
Aoi was on his feet, with a single pull he pulled the obi from his kimono, and slid the clothes off his body. Now fully naked, glistening in the faint light and just as hard as Naruto who remained stunned under glowing pools of red. "Don't cry..not for him." The words woke the blonde from his stupor. "Are you honestly asking, why I care? Are you that stupid?"
Naruto didn't know why he allowed it to happen, but the faint glow of read looking at him with such intensity made all thought of resistance futile. Why did it sound so much like begging, he couldn't fathom the meaning of the words. More than that, Naruto couldn't move either, something held him in place, it was Aoi's glowing eyes. "I won't allow it." Aoi said, and gazed at him in the weak candlelight. Deep, deep, deep crimson pools spun for his inner eye, and his tears stopped flowing, as if to obey Aoi's command.
Aoi pulled the rest of the blonde's clothes off and Naruto did nothing, he only shivered as those blood-like drops of red eyed his now weeping, neglected erection, and then the dark-hair brushed against his thighs making him shiver in guilty pleasure as the other's lips came into contact with the taut flesh. "A-ahn."
Then the lips were gone, making Naruto's more rowdy and demanding side poke out its ugly head, at the obvious teasing gesture. "Stop tormenting me..!" Barely had he let out the words before lust-filled red eyes caught his. Made him feel so weak and burning, aching, dying to just be touched, any physical contact could make him feel better.
"You deserve it...it's your fault...You know nothing of the pain you've caused me." Aoi half groaned, half growled, as he pressed down, carefully easing himself in between the blonde's spread legs allowing Naruto to feel the sudden weight of the big, erect cock that grazed his own, more normal-sized appendage. "You made me like this." Entranced by the virility of the black wiry pubic hair in such contrast with the man's snow-white skin, he found himself unconsciously reaching out to feel the texture of those gravity defying black hairs so alike, Aoi's spiky hairstyle. Before he could touch a hand grabbed his.
"Couldn't you want me?" The voice was soft, suave, tantalizing to his ears.
Naruto hesitated. Saying he didn't want Aoi would be the biggest lie of his life. He did, he had fantasized about this bastard from the very beginning. But he couldn't accept this. Nothing felt right at all. Not Aoi, but everything. Naruto felt ashamed, undeserving of the man before him, who had secretly been wanting him as well. And then there was, Himeko, his sweet friend who loved this bastard as much as he did. "It's...not right."
The red eyes darkened with impulsive emotions, and the pink lips pulled tight, and all softness died away in that instant as he spread Naruto's legs wide, searching for the little ring muscle. He grabbed his own erection placed the head and the puckered entrance and nudged Naruto's opening, causing the blonde to arch and gasp at the sensation. "I guess this doesn't feel right at all then?"
"N-nh."Naruto couldn't phrase any coherent words, so he found himself reduced to shaking his head. He would soon regret his actions.
"In that case," The gentle nudging and probing had stopped, and the next thing he knew was that Aoi, pushed into him.
And Naruto shouted a string of obscenities.
The Uchiha's cock had penetrated his ass to the hilt, drawing a long pained cry from crying blonde beneath him. This was not the feeling of a sloppy erection, this was not the feeling of a dysfunctional penis, this was the searing, throbbing, unbending, hard cock of someone he hated and loved filling him, tearing at the now burning, bleeding insides of his ass with the intention of fucking him like an animal. "A-ah, kami-sama! That..h-hurts BASTARD-!"
"...you will learn to want me."
"Pull it out! Get it out of me!" The nerve-wrecking pain of intrusion had left him trembling violently and gritting his teeth so hard that his gums were starting to throb in pain from the pressure, he hardly noticed when his eyes had fallen on that eternally white stomach he had admired only a few times in his life, never would he have dreamt of seeing it so close up.
The pain persisted, but his mind was in a trance. He was looking at it like he was seeing it for the first time. It was now taking up the entire space between his still-trembling spread legs, moving - barely grazing Naruto's aching erection - rhythmically against him. Too dazed to look away, he let his eyes trace, outline, define those muscles rippling under that thin hard layer of snowy flesh, that made up the Aoi's beautiful solid stomach. Hardened and polished from battle, yet still so white and perfect, even with sweat dribbling over those straining muscles, tensing and relaxing, rippling and stirring, tensing and relaxing, rippling and stirring... perpetually.
With a low groan Aoi pulled out, slowly now and Naruto felt it, that penis in his ass could have easily pulled him further down on the futon if not for those strong hands holding his waist down. In place. He was stretched to the limit. Strong hands lifted, hoisted his waist up in the air. Then the stomach muscles rippled again as the dark-haired man thrust back into him - hard - Naruto was sure it had been too deep, too much for his body to handle, when he saw blackness for a moment, when he could see again, his body had curved backwards; his chest had shot up, hands - not his - supported his spine, by lifting him gently, and his legs were clenching around Aoi's waist, clinging onto the leftover sensation of pleasure, slowly dissolving.
Above him he saw the erotic view of Aoi, smirking down at him with slightly parted lips, breathing heavily and sweating enough to make those wisps of shiny black hair stick to his unblemished pale face that now sported dusted pink cheeks, and lust-filled onyx depths, that spoke to him in that arrogant manner. "I'll make you feel much better."
And before he could gather the will to protest, his body betrayed him, when those hands pulled him back in on that thick cock, touching that thing inside of him that made his body convulse so violently, and it continued to do so under the unsteady rhythm of Aoi's now animalistic pace.
"F-fuck.." Naruto's head had turned to the side, in an attempt to look away from the lust-inducing man before him. He felt a wetness trailing from the side of his mouth and became aware of it too late, he had been drooling at the duvet underneath. He couldn't think, his ass felt like it was being torn wide open but he couldn't stop moaning and drooling like a lifeless doll, except, his body was anything but lifeless, it reacted positively to everything Aoi did to him, and the Uchiha knew that very well.
Through the haze of his now dulling pain and inconceivable pleasure he felt himself being stroked at the same animalistic pace, his crush pounded him with. On top of him, Aoi was glistened in sweat, so much sweat that their bodies were gliding together effortlessly. The loud noise of flesh slapping against flesh became more subdued, muted even as the Uchiha bend down, loosening the hold on Naruto's waist so the other could move, and finally closing the gap between their wet bodies with a pace changed to the slower and ever-deeper rolls of his hips that finally gave Naruto the intimacy he longed for.
For the first time, Naruto looked at peace. He was moaning louder, and even bucking his own body upwards against the slick cock that slid in and out of him noisily, in hope that Aoi could just reach a little bit deeper with every thrust, that touched just deep enough to graze that little part of him, that had his toes curling and his body shaking, this also causing the other to in turn, grunt and moan lost in his own powerless pleasure, forgetting, time and place. Unable to focus on anything but that one movement.
"T-teme...deeper..." Naruto eyes had closed, his grunts grew louder and louder, making the dark-haired man smirk into nook of his neck as let go of the blonde's twitching manhood that now caught in between their stomachs, in favour of using both his hands to greedily cup the blonde's butt cheeks and as Naruto wrapped his legs around Aoi once again, in an attempt to angle himself just a tiny bit better because he was wanting, craving, begging Aoi to go deeper, with all his being, he clenched harder than ever before on the other's cock, in an effort to feel more, more anything.
"N-naruto! F-fuck..Not so tight, you're... squeezing... so hard."
The pace picked up, and Naruto clung on helplessly as the relentless thrusts began to aim deeper, becoming increasingly more unpredictable and wild, like earlier, only now, the pain was so dull that the pleasure that caused him to spasm was far greater than he had experienced anything before. Aoi was looking straight at him, brows furrowed a bit and eyes glazed over in bliss, and then just as he felt himself go rigid from the overload of sensations the coiling orgasm set in, making him spurt his essence between their bellies in furious strips of thick white, and he cried out in ecstasy, squeezing the still hammering cock in his ass without mercy, forcing his partner to give into his own inevitable release. Aoi was thrusting wantonly into the tightened ass and riding out the overwhelming wave of pure pleasure as he spilled his seed deep enough to draw a gasp of surprise from Naruto who was now nothing but a panting mess beneath the now stiffened body on top, quivering from the after-effects.
Neither of them could move as they laid there, meshed together into one entity, both breathing heavily and feeling too burnt out to move a finger. Naruto cracked an eye open, to see if this really was the real world or if he was dreaming. But the pain was very real, as was the pleasure.
The thick cock was still inside him as the man passed out on top of him, with his face buried in the nook of Naruto's neck. Aoi's breathing had evened out next to Naruto's flushed face and still parted lips. The other was still embedded in him, so deep, still taut and still thick. He finally understood the man who had hated him, despised him, ridiculed him. There was no brother complex, there was no problem with being impotent, there was no cool indifference towards Naruto, it was all a lie. A fake facade.
Right now, they were just two people secretly in love with one another, two men whose only means of communication was through their perpetual fighting. If only life had gifted both of them with more time together, perhaps even they, could have worked through their differences. It certainly would have spared his aching ass and the pain still embedded deep in that ass.
"Aoi..." He whispered softly, knowing the other couldn't hear him. "D-do you love me?"
He hugged the sleeping man, for the first time. Hugged him for real, and cried even in his drunken haze, his mind seemed clearer than ever, except for the weak thumping sensation of a headache, but that was no longer the only part of him that ached. Yet he didn't have the will, or heart to pull out the soft part of this man he loved, still connected with him so intimately. The warm weight, the sweat, his soaked ass and his thighs, his pounding heart, the smell of sex heavy all around, lulled him into a deep sleep, wrapped in the scintillating scent of his first love.
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I wont bring this into this story, but if anyone want's a quick briefing of Itachi's past that I will go into in the spin-off fic Kokuyouseki, say so and I'll pm you. I say this because the other fic will be located in the ItaNaru fandom and will be biased towards Itachi/Ichiro, so some will likely not want to read pure ItaNaru, hence I can sum it up plot-wise for those who wants to see how it fits into Orenji.
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I'm awfully sorry if this came out crappy, I've...ahem...never written a real sex scene before, and I did want this to be a bit angry and bittersweet, so I hoped that it came out alright. Cursed be my limited vocabulary D:
Also excuse Sasuke/Aoi for being a bit rough etc, he hasn't been with a man before, so he doesn't actually know how to make Naruto feel good during penetration (preparation and foreplay,) so it was sort of on purpose that I wrote it like this. Naruto did end up feeling good either way but there is room for improvement. This seems a bit more realistic to me.
Before anyone asks, Kurama can't materialise in his own form unless Naruto experiences a powerful negative emotion. I answered a reviewer on this question before so I figured I'd just clear that up if more people are wondering.
I'll leave it up to the future Sasuke to be more gentle with Naruto. Sasuke might want to rethink the making Naruto remember his past though.
Thanks to you guys
Narutopokefan (There isn't enough ItaNaru on hence it's easier for me to fave SasuNaru, which is more common xD)
Sora (Aye, I dont see Ichiro or Itachi letting go of Naruto so soon. This chapter is Naruto dreaming and reliving the past in his mind, and Sasuke being "connected" with Naruto dreams the same dream only...it's from Aoi's perspective, so chew on that. And you guessed right, Kurama is weak against Ichiro, not Aoi/Sasuke. Why oh why oh why. Ichiro never got a bead. He got something else though.)
Rei (Yay! Oh, u like Dei xD now I feel a bit guilty for kicking him out of Itachi's appartment. o.o. Ichiro seems a bit too perfect doesn't he, there must be something dark to him, wonder what it is.)
Killua17 (I feel bad for leaving Sasuke clueless too, on what to do with Naruto that idiot.)
KyuuKitsunex3 (Actually, Sasuke doesn't get 'molested' again, he does get mindfucked however, he saw the dream through Aoi's eyes. And Aoi...isn't so straight.)ovicati(Hahaha, I'm glad someone noticed the way I wrote it out was meant to be a bit humorous. Past Naruto is still too tame for my liking, I want him to be more carefree like present Naru, only time can change him.)
shia naru (Well, I guess he can't openly just go and snatch Naruto right up and 'take him' but he can definitely try charming his way into his pants if Sasuke doesn't do something about it.)
xXVioletRibbonXx (Hey there, glad you like it so far :))
hananotsuki hime (Will you think Aoi is a bitch in this chapter too I wonder. Hahah, yes, Dei got told to dip once Naruto entered the picture, didn't he...and Yes, Sasuke was really asleep when he hugged Naruto.)
skyglazingMaro.(He is a whole lot wiser than his past life, in matters of love at least.)
Hime raised some questions through all the chapters, so I think I'll post some useful knowledge here.
- Kurama can touch physical things, he is dependant on Naruto to be nearby, and yes he has an animal form and a human form. Both can vary in size. To be visible to humans, he must draw on the power of Naruto's emotions, like anger, that allows him to tap into Naruto and take over.
- In a way Naruto IS the fox, so he is as old as his demon soul-friend. The Naruto you read about in the Memory Fragments is him, physical shape and everything. When he first awoke in the battlefield and met the Former Sasuke (Aoi Uchiha) he had just awakened Kurama within him, so they are not buddies or anything in that time period yet, this is why their relationship isn't portrayed as close as it is in the future.
- Naruto may have been turned into a child at the beginning of the story, that is Kurama's powers too. However Naruto doesn't age past 21. That is why he wishes to become human. He can't live a normal life with the same people to the end, because his loved ones will age and die, and he will, live eternally young.
- Naruto does not remember his past life, he allowed Kurama to make him forget it all, the thing is, he has made Naruto forget several times. If Naruto remembers Sasuke... that means he will also remember everything else that has happened to him. Aoi, Ichiro, all of his past life. Which might not be a good thing. This is why the story never mentions Naruto thinking back on his past, because he knows he has forgotten it and he knows why he must NOT remember.
- My original idea that made Naruto like this is the Korean and Chinese legends of the heavenly fox spirits (Gumihos). They were celestial beings, not meant to come into contact with humans due to their unnatural powers of attraction, magic and healing. As for the bead. That comes from these legends too. Some legends says a fox only gets 1 bead and that eventually they can retract the bead from the human they gave it to, but if they do, the human will die, others say they can attain a new every year, but I wont tell you which one Naruto is it could be a third option.
- To become human some legends say that the Gumiho must eat 1000 livers of men, or live naturally among humans, in a loving relationship for a certain amount of years, to prove that the human is trustworthy and deserves their Fox partner.