Author's Rant: Finally! It's here. A long ass chapter. Please excuse any mistakes please. I'm pooped. ^_^
Warnings: Some mild yum yums.
Distilled Pleasure
"I can't believe this dumbass forgot to go shopping," Kiba secretly growled under his breath, maneuvering his cart down the third aisle of food products.
Irked radiation shimmied off his shoulders for every step taken for the sake of his friend—in a farmer's market he couldn't stand going to. Shoulders ridged, with his back snapped in a stiff horizontal, one would confuse his current attitude with that of a disciplined foot solider. In this particular row, Kiba was scouring through the aligned brands of peanut butter while mentally cursing his best friend to hell for not having any snacks to munch on.
When Naruto had left—hopefully to have a good time—Kiba resided himself to searching through the cabinets, fridge and hidden compartments of the pantry only to come up disappointed that there was nothing even remotely edible. Besides a small jug of orange juice and random cups of ramen noodles, the entire home was bare of any proper nutrients. Inuzuka took it upon himself to conduct a little of the load of Naruto so he'd have nothing to worry over when coming back.
But that still doesn't excuse the dimwit for forgetting to get his own shit from time to time. What was Kiba supposed to be? A nanny? Though that would easily confuse the occupation with his daily routine since about seventy percent of his time was spent tending to the necessities of the Uzumakis. But—he sighed— he'd never minded helping out.
Since their adolescent years, Naruto's always been there for him when he'd been roaming the streets looking for the next guy's ass to kick. Twelve years old, no parents, no siblings, no anything; Kiba had just been another guy to shift in the system when people got tired of dealing with him. So he made his own life by shuffling in the allies and sleeping wherever his head would land, praying that by morning he'd be able to open his eyes to see another day.
It'd been another regular day with him when he was jumped by a rival asshole he'd knocked out the previous week. Nose cracked, ribs broken in multiple fractures, and eyes blackened shut, Kiba hadn't thought he'd live the next day. He didn't expect anyone to care; especially because of the area he'd chosen as his residence. When the sky had gradually lost its light, he left all hope of living and simply closed his eyes to wait for his fate. He knew the day would finally arrive when he'd never see the sky again.
It'd been his time.
That was what he'd assumed until waking up in a solid white room with IVs stabbed in his arm. Kiba had seen Naruto right as he'd walked in carrying a bunch of apples with his parents. They'd explained having had found him while passing through and brought him there. Naruto had walked up to him and slapped his hand, saying "Don't be a bad boy again stupid or you won't get to play with me."
Kiba hadn't known the brat from Adam and Eve yet he was already declaring them as friends. Since then they'd been thick as thieves. The Uzumakis had taken him in as one of their own and allowed him to stay as long as he wished. Even when the twins were born and he decided it'd be best he left so there'd be room, they told him to stay put or risk getting his ass beat. He'd become one of them and it stayed that way for as long as it could.
That is until the accident happened. Feeling that he'd forever be indebted to them, he vowed from that day onward to be the elder brother they needed; no matter what he'd always be around when they wanted something.
This was what slowly reminded him as to why he was in the grocery store in the first place, and just settled with putting on a better expression; a happier, halfcocked grin that suited his wolfish personality better than his guarded scowl.
"Nah, not this one," Kiba placed back a jar of mayonnaise having forgetting the kids weren't partial to this brand and glanced around for the kid's flavor. He'd seen one above his head about a couple of feet higher than what he could reach.
Kiba quickly looked around to be sure no employees were avalible for this next rule breaking stunt and stepped forward, bracing his feet on the bottom level, and using his hands to hike himself up. His makeshift ladder was getting him somewhere up there and by the third step Kiba was grabbing the yummy condiment and tossing it in the buggy.
When he hopped down, taking his tote of products, Kiba rounded around the corner near the produce lane where he saw a tiny child, dressed in a red teddy bear sweat suit, struggling to grab a chocolate covered strawberry out of some free samples. Her fingertips barely grazed the nearest one, but with each thrust of her little frame against the table, the pile of treats shook.
Seeing the predicted scenario, Kiba sighed rolling his eyes and twisted his cart the other direction to delay what was to be a cleanup on aisle twelve. "Yo," he called to distract the kid. No reaction. She was still tip toeing, reaching out for a juicy fruit.
Kiba widened his steps as the tittering plate began to vibrate from side to side, threating to cover her head in melted stickiness. This wasn't going to vote well for the girl. There was a pair of thongs at the base her hand kept missing, but if the plate felt she was bound to get hurt by that thing.
"Hey kid," Another summoned call this time a success caused she turned her large doe like pearls up to see a tall man approaching quickly.
His face seemed upset, a crunched up expression that left her tummy feeling anxious. Her eyes darted quickly around for some reason and before she could dash away, Kiba was already coming to bend to her level, his face written in an angry glower. "Be careful, would 'cha?" His tone of voice didn't match the dirty glare that was presumed. It had a gruffer feel, a little lighter as if he were concerned.
"Ya' could've yourself hurt kid," Kiba quirked his eyebrow when the little girl backed away, fingers twittering at the base of her stomach, head turned down. "Here," Reaching up to the side, Kiba used the thongs to grabble one of the larger strawberries and handed it to her.
She just looked at it and then at him, then back to the berry and slightly shook her head, eyes wide with fright.
Kiba instantly recognized why. Right, the whole stranger danger thing; never take anything from someone you don't know.
"Excuse me, may I help you?" A sharp, smooth voice shot through Kiba just as he was returning the strawberry in its place.
Black eyes suddenly connected with a pair of brown slacks, then an identical pair of colder lavender, more slanted and narrowed at him until remembrance lightened the face. "Kiba Inuzuka."
"Neji Hyuuga," Kiba's grunt propelled him upward, dusting off his pants. "What are you doing here?"
Neji plucked his child in one arm, keeping his focus steady on the younger fellow, "You ask what I'm doing in a grocery store? Isn't it obvious?"
Oh right. "Is she yours?" At the confirmed nod, Kiba became heated. "Idiot, watch your kid will ya? She could've hurt herself just then."
A flash of hardened ice roared in that instant, "Excuse me? My daughter was never in harms' way."
"Yes she was," Kiba argued. "If she'd gotten one of these she could've put her eye out with this." This being the clamping utensils he held up for emphasis.
Neji still frosted in the eyes, tilted his daughter's chin up to face his milder anger. "Is this true?"
Hinata timidly nodded. "Yes daddy. . ." She pointed at the plate of fruits. "Me want bewwy."
Confirmation secured, Neji's expression replenished it's harder glint as he look his child square in the eyes, "You know better Hinata Hyuuga. Don't you ever do such a thing without an adult near. Do you understand?"
Tears started to bubble but she whined a soft, "Yes daddy," before tucking her face in his neck to weep.
"You're going in the corner when we get home young lady."
"Mmm daddy. . ." Being scolded so publicly by her father resulted in a series of hiccups and louder cries that she couldn't hold back after learning her fate.
Damn he'd just stitched on the girl, Kiba thought pitifully. He hadn't meant for the whole incident to lead to her getting punished. He'd just wanted Neji to be more careful.
Scratching the back of his head, Kiba shifted his weight to the other foot, feeling the awkward need to defuse the father daughter situation. The idea of the strawberry came immediately and he cleared his throat, getting both set of eyes turned his way. "Ya know; all she has to do is be more careful. Ain't any sense in makin' her feel bad. 'S just an accident."
"Nonetheless, a lesson needs to be learned," Neji pulled her head back, sternness still frozen in his expression. "She knows better than to venture off without my consent and to put herself in harm's way like that."
Kiba frowned. "Dude, she's what two or three? Common sense doesn't exist just yet. Here," Inuzuka held out the Choco treat for the girl to take. "Just be careful next time kay?"
Hinata spared the strawberry a longing cast before gapping at her father for permission. At his exchanged sights on the berry, the person holding it and his daughter, Neji reluctantly gave his allowance for her to eat it. She was a bumbling bumble bee, squishing a sweet kiss on her father's cheek and snatching the tasty treat to eat.
"What do you say Little One?"
Hinata blinked, "T'ank you." She meekly said and the berry was messily consumed, leaking a stained brownish red on her cheeks and lips.
"Cute," Kiba chuckled.
"Yes, a joy indeed." A napkin was retrieved from in Neji's pocket to clean off the sloppy sweetness on her cheeks. "Thank you," he murmured softly.
"No prob, just be a little nicer next time. She's just a kid."
Placing the napkin back in his pocket, Neji leveled Inuzuka with a ladder climbing stare as he responded firmly, "I'm more than capable of raising my own child."
"Look I'm just giving advice. She's just a kid and you're talkin' to her like she's grown." Kiba felt the urge to suddenly flee when Neji's glazed snow eyes, studying him with a deeply dangerous glare.
"Mind your own business Inuzuka. I doubt you have any children of your own to be offering advice."
Cool it. Cool it. Don't cuss him out. Don't do it Kiba. Just chill and walk away before you punch his brains out. "Right, whatever. See ya . . . stubborn jackass," He didn't bother with a wave or goodbye to the father. What was the point when the guy was a total dick? All he was trying to do was help. Thank God he wasn't in his old mind because he wailed on the jerk right in front of his daughter and anyone else in range to witness it.
Neji watched the damnable fool, leave feeling something constrict in his chest. The nerve of that young man to dare advise him on the supposed correction of raising his child; he was pretty much sure after two and half years, he'd very well mastered enough knowledge to know how she needed to be taught.
"Daddy?" Hinata tugged her father's shirt collar, dragging his attention from the departing brunette.
Seeing her innocence glimmering back . . . well perhaps he was being a bit harsh. It was his fault that she'd wandered off when he'd turned his back. Though he'd never second chanced his punishments, maybe he could spare the idea this one time. Lifting her pudgy fingers to his lips, Neji kissed each little stubby digit as he answered, "Yes my love?"
Hinata giggled patting Neji's cheek, "He pwetty."
"Who is darling?"
"Him," she pointed to where Kiba had once been. "Pwetty cheeks." She poked her own chubby cheeks, snickering at her own silliness.
Pretty? Neji paused in thought, seeing the young man round the corner out of sight. Him pretty? She'd called Naruto's eyes pretty. And now here his daughter was calling another man pretty. Kiba pretty? No, he didn't think so. This young man's attitude was too loose in his opinion. A little similar to Naruto's but rougher and free laced in his personality. "Tsk," Neji shook his head, not even bothering to give the brunette another thought as he grabbed his small bag of supplies and turned on his heel to leave.
Click. Snap, Snap. Click.
"Oh my gosh," the whispering hider's brow furrowed as he jotted down several notes on a small sized notepad, while using his other hand to sneakily capture more shots of the small party traveling from one attraction to the next.
This was just his luck. Oh his day off he'd decided on a whim to check out the Zoo's newest events and right as he was about to leave he finds Sasuke Uchiha with this blond haired guy and kids? Three kids at that, all toddlers. But oh no, that was not the icing on the cake for him. No, what really had this young man's blood flowing was the physical contact often gestured by Sasuke to the younger fellow.
The possessiveness, the occasional brush of hands being held and that one time he'd caught Sasuke whispering something in the guy's ear. Who would've imagined Sasuke Uchiha being a homosexual? Or having some kind of romantic interest in common day person.
Sasuke Uchiha, the very same man in charge of one of the highest powered companies in the country, was actually being friendly? Oh the news reporter could just see his new office sitting nice and perfect, at the top of his job, gazing out at the city's view. The rookie was getting goosebumps just thinking of the fame he was sure to achieve for getting this down. The money will be flooding his pockets until the seams burst.
Click. Snap. Click.
And with these babies, he was a shoe in for that raise. Wait until Monday's front page printed this one out.
"Oh shit," Snap, snap, snap. Now that was a real good one.
The afternoon was dimming away the day's amazing adventures for the crew of young men, all having enjoyed their outing together. The final finale for their entertainment was catching the thirty minute display of sea lions, balancing balls on their noses and their playful silliness with the trainers. When it came time for the children to come around petting the seals, Naruto opted for keeping Gaara back since his little whimpers suggested he wasn't too keen on getting that close. The twins, however, were escorted by Sasuke to have their hands brushed with stiff whiskers and faces full of smelly fish breath.
Naruto reframed all gut aching laughs, when Sasuke's face crunched at the wicked smell of raw fish, huffed in his nose. The way his eyes fluctuated from small to wide and watery, nearly choked Naruto. Gaara who was oblivious to the joke, added in his own giggles, unsure as to what was so funny but Naruto's contagious charm was soaking into him.
Afterwards, many of the passing sights became fewer and less appealing to the eyes further down the brick pathway. The trip was coming to an end. No matter how their steps slowed, wishing to hold a bit of the magical day longer, the large bamboo woven letters saying 'EXIT' grew bigger.
Kyuubi cleverly pointed out every new distraction that grabbed his attention long enough to prolong the trip but eventually even his tactics were running thin.
'Nice try kiddo,' thought Naruto. He didn't want the day to end either. Truth be told, and he'd be damned if he admitted this aloud, but he'd had fun today. Him, the twins, Gaara and Sasuke; Naruto couldn't remember the last time he'd allowed himself to just cut loose and have a little enjoyment with someone of age. No stress, no cause of worry or any relative concern dealing with any negativity. He was just able to delight in the lovely afternoon, now becoming a cooler evening.
When they'd arrived to the exit, Naruto hung back, glancing over his shoulder at the illuminated animal park, continuously booming some strange sound and fancy buzzes of families remaining behind. Sighing his appreciation for having gained some peace from this outing, Naruto turned on his heel to catch up with the others, not having to get too far.
Sasuke had stopped the minute he couldn't hear Naruto's footsteps echoing with his own. "Dobe," he said just as Naruto caught up. "You ok?"
"Hm mm," Nodded Naruto. "I'm just sad the night's over." He chuckled. "I had fun."
"So did I," More amusing cheers than Sasuke could remember in a really long time. This will forever be a branded memory stored for safe keeping. "I'd rather this night didn't end."
"Me too."
A pause, then Sasuke mumbled, "It doesn't have too you know. I have something else in mind to keep the show going."
Naruto was about to question whatever it was Uchiha had planned but he was already heading to the car with the tikes in tote. "Teme?" No answer. Scratching behind his head curiously, Naruto shrugged it off, assuming Sasuke must've meant taking them out to dinner.
And if that's the case, he's all for a little meal. He was getting a little hungry. Naruto snuck one last peek at the warmly lit park and hurried off to join Sasuke in helping the children in their car seats. "Take care of this," Sasuke mumbled when he heard his cell go off.
"Sure," Naruto lifted an eyebrow but shrugged it off.
Sasuke walked off out of ear range, touching his screen to answer after seeing he had some privacy. "Have you finished the preparations? Good. No we'll be there in few. Make sure there's no one else near the position. Yes. Yes. Of course. Right we'll be there soon." The call ended.
The plans were in motion. Now all he had to do was to finalize the deal by bringing the foursome there.
One of the rarest smiles sprung forth on the curve of his lips, at the expectancy of how enchanting their expressions would be after tonight. Naruto. Naruto's expression was one he hoped be one he never forgot after this.
The ride to wherever was quiet, save for the bubbly conversation coming from the rear where two small kids animated every little thing they recalled of the wild spectacles. Conversation lacked any appeal this go around from Sasuke and Naruto's end, thought it was better classified as being a comfortable silence. Too much excited built to this point but no words were capable of describing the sheer felicity, he was feeling right now.
The day felt to not have lasted as long as it should've. There could've been so much more they did together. Naruto did indeed appreciate the heartfelt outing but it seemed a shame to end it there. Just to do something, anything at all would truly be awesome. But how could he request more of Sasuke when he'd already foot the bill to practically every little thing they did. He'd feel selfish asking.
"Something on your mind?"
"Yeah," Naruto sighed out contently as he shifted from his gaze of the rushing street lights and back drop glow of bypassing city glows. "Just glad to have had fun today; 'S nice getting out sometime." Even if the moment of splendor is loss.
"We can always go out again," Sasuke softly assured. "You have but to name it. Whenever you want, it'll be done." He meant it. All Naruto had to do was simply ask and he'd get it. No matter what it was, if it was within Sasuke's power, he'd gladly give it to the blond if it meant keeping that addictive smile on his face.
". . . I," Naruto averted his eyes to the floor, then to the pads of his fingertips twiddling over his seatbelt. "Thanks Sasuke. I mean it." Fixating a small glimpse at the driver's minutely lighted profile, Naruto erupted a small chuckle, he couldn't help letting out.
"What's funny," Asked Sasuke.
"Nothin' just remembering when we first met each other," Naruto shook his head at the heated encounter. "Damn you pissed me off that day. I couldn't stand you."
Sasuke shared in the amusement, smile a little as well. "You weren't exactly my favorite person either. Mouthy, sharp tongued and beyond irritating. I couldn't understand what Neji saw in you."
"My charm, my charisma, my flawless personality and good looks; hell it's bound to throw some people for a loop."
"Ha, ha," Was Uchiha's sarcastic laugh.
"But," Shimmery eyes softened, a light blue. "I'm glad that's changed. You're not so bad when you get your head out of your ass."
"Lang—" Sasuke slipped a small musing grin Naruto's way. "When you're not being a Dobe, you're pretty alright yourself."
"Tsk I know I am Teme." Settling back against his seat, Naruto relished in the lightheartedness so easily spoken between them; it's amazing how simple and carefree it was. Who would've ever guessed Sasuke would be the one to hold a decent conversation with and it be a pleasure to rapture in. It was like he'd changed overnight. A completely different person from the hardworking man hell bent on building his company into a multi-fortune enterprise.
The ridged stiffness in his shoulders were for once relaxed, his eyes were as frozen black but a warmer oil, pooled around an unexplainable emotion, and his face. . . couldn't have looked so much better calmed as it was. Out of the corner of his eye, Naruto lazily trailed his gaze down the clothed plane of Sasuke's body. All joking aside, and he'd always keep this secret, but he'd say Uchiha didn't make for a bad person.
In his whole cruel, sadistic way, Sasuke was as handsome as everyone made him out to be. The hair, height, surprisingly nice shape of his body and that lovely smile—nice smile, made him twice as good looking.
"You're awfully quiet," Sasuke spoke through the loss observation; he noticed Naruto was giving him. "See something you like?"
Naruto's face reddened incredibly, "No, no, I was just umm—tsk just shut up and drive," the blush blossomed on his caramel cheeks, lighting a heated flush from his forehead to the base of his neck.
Cute, thought Sasuke.
Uzumaki kept his grumbling to himself until noticing the dying portrait of metallic scenery, rejuvenating into dried firs, and nude evergreens, frequently rushing pass. "Hey where are we going?" Naruto realized after watching the last street night go past that this wasn't the way home. "We're out pretty far aren't we?"
"Don't worry." Sasuke muttered gently. "Trust me."
Trust him. Trust Sasuke? . . . Right, trust Sasuke. "Fine," he decided when Sasuke curved off the main road to a darker lane. Childish chatter quickly quieted down as pure black began swallowing the car's interior. Small whimpers emitted from the center of the little trio as Gaara snuggled against his teddy, slumping down as far as he could in his seater.
Naruto looked over his shoulder at the less than pleased expressions and reached behind to ruffle their hair, "'S fine guys."
"It dark Nawo,"
"I know Squirt. We won't be here much longer."
"Me no scawed Bwo Bwo. Me big boy," Kyuubi nervously confirmed, putting on his chubby brave face.
"That's a boy."
Naruto straightened in his seat, casting an accusing eye Sasuke's direction. If these kids had nightmares tonight he wasn't staying up to make them feel better.
It felt as if time took its natural length in taking forever for them to get wherever they were going as through countless turns and manevering, Sasuke drove them down this unbalanced path to a site only he knew of. But Naruto determined he'd trust whatever Sasuke was up too, hopefully not being anything too outrageous. There was no sign of any civilization within miles. No buildings, people, nothing. Just the inky oil spilled forest and navy blanket of sky glittering with wavering sheets of stars.
Occasionally glancing over his shoulder to keep an eye out for possible crying, Naruto relaxed a little when seeing Kyuubi taking the initiative to calm Gaara's anxiety by patting his head as he'd seen his big brother do when calming them down. Minato seeing his twin braving the scary darkness chose to mimic his courage by puff out his chest and patting Gaara's hand.
"We're here." Uchiha finally announced much to Naruto's relief.
During the hour it'd taken to arrive, the night had fully taken its shade of pitch onyx as it glistened each sparkle starlight. The frigid air claimed the outer rim of the car with its foggy perspiration when the car's engine died. Now completely shrouded in nothing, the crew all sat patiently waiting for something to happen. Anything would suffice, because Naruto was near the point of freaking out, being parked in this deserted space. Wide open field was spread to what Naruto estimated about three miles across, all around.
"Come on," Sasuke, much to everyone's surprise, opened his car door, already rounding the way to get the children out of their seats and opening Naruto's door.
"Sasuke," Naruto whispered as he hoped out the car, looking around the dark forest. "Where are we?"
But Sasuke didn't answer. Instead, he picked up the children one by one, placing them on the hood of his Tahoe, orderly softly for them to stay put. Then he went back to fetch Naruto, pulling him to the front of the car, wrapping his arm around his waist.
"Sasuke?" Naruto gulped, rocked his weight to the other foot, feeling the warmth burn through his shirt from Sasuke's coiled fingers. "What are you doing?"
"Shhh."
Naruto sealed his lips, searching for the reason for all the hush, hush and oddity behind why he'd placed the children on the car. Nothing happened for several minutes. Even when Sasuke dialed some buttons in his phone, Naruto waited patiently for the excuse why he'd brought them out here. All the while, the children remained rooted to their seats, never moving an inch.
Then out of nowhere, a shrill whistle wisped across the sky in a vanishing pale streak of gold. "What the hell?" Naruto shouted, thinking they were under fire. When he tried to escape, Sasuke kept his arm tightly tied around his waist, mentally amused at the blonde's fright. Soon several louder loud cries traveled from various directions, ringing violently in their ears before erupting into a stunning show of explosions.
"What the?" Naruto followed the ending screams up to the sky where rapid bursts of spewing colorations kamikaze in the atmosphere. An optical illusion was all it appeared to be. So many streaming twists and corresponding hues shot from unknown origins, to find their place amongst the stars. First small, then large lights surge up from the tree lined horizons, all so many different fiery dazzles. White fire flowers bloomed into tiny prickled speckles, all brilliantly crackling like roman candles.
Huffed gasps, ohhed and awed from gapping button lips for every new sky flash, lightning across their beaming faces. Sapphire, turquoise and warm onyx eyes followed the unbalanced trail of disappearing wiggles gleaming the nightly celestials.
"Wow," Naruto quietly fascinated. The elicit scene was mind boggling beautiful. How long had it been since he'd seen fireworks? Artistic masterpieces wove themselves in magical patterns, forming symmetrical shapes, humorous designs of childish toys and a one even spelling out the first three letters of the alphabet.
Naruto's laughter merged blissfully with his baby brothers and Gaara's timid giggles as he twisted to his side to Sasuke's half shadowed profile. "It's amazing, how'd you do this?"
"Called in a few favors," Sasuke admitted. "How do you like it?"
"I love it. I haven't seen anything this beautiful in a long time." Something this gorgeous. God how wonderful it was to feel so at ease for something as lovely as this.
"Yes . . . a beautiful sight indeed," Naruto blinked, unsure if he'd heard those whispered words purr so close to his ear. He inclined his head in such a way to ask Sasuke a question only to be surprised at what happened next.
As he turned, he hadn't known when Sasuke's face had gotten closer, but it was he did the brush of smooth satin grazed his lips ever so gently; the force of it firmly puzzled due the turn of his body. In moment of stunned silence, their lips pressurized for an instant, skin against skin, softly tasting the sweet nectar.
Sasuke's eyes narrowed to the smallest slits as he leaned in engulfing the pull of Naruto's bottom minute before easing back to see the distilled caress paused for the longest minute on Naruto's blinking face.
There they sat surprise riddled on plainly on their faces as realization of what just happened slowly took residence in their minds. Naruto subconsciously licked at the lingering flavor tagged to his lip as he tried to come up with the best way to explain what just happened.
The pink dart of muscle swiping over his lips, intrigued Sasuke's gaze for a small moment of captivation before those lips moved, forming words.
"Sorry, I-I'm so sorry." He attempted to move away but didn't get far. Whatever aimless direction he'd tried to go was forfeited by a long arm draped around his waist, tugging him bodily back to Sasuke's chest. Naruto sighed turning his head out to the forest, as another arm curved around his waist, securing his back against a warm body.
Sasuke pulled their body as one toward the corner space of the car, away from the children's innocent eyes. There, he laid his back against the side hood, resting his chin in the junction of Naruto's neck, littering breathless sighs against the pulse.
The heat chilled Uzumaki's entire body like a furnace; the baby hairs at the nap of his neck stood on end as a brush of lips tickled the indented surface. "Sasuke," he worriedly relaxed. "Did-did we . . ." He swallowed hard, unable to finished the startling truth.
Sasuke's pointed nose pressed in, as he affirmed with a nod, "Mm mm."
"We—we kissed," Naruto quietly deduced more to himself then the other man.
"We did."
Silenced mute, Naruto thinned his lips, then "You're not mad?"
The lips gently playing ever so sweetly against his neck, paused before firmly pressing down with a twinge of moisture. "No. No I'm not." Uzumaki felt a small huff of fire fan his ear before a mocking tease feathered the shell. "You liked it."
The blush came, loudly pronounced and colorful. Naruto chewed his bottom lip, chuckling. "Maybe."
"Mm Mm."
The pyro advertisement lasted its radiance for another fifteen minutes, bringing all sorts of spell binding displays. Hidden strings of white spiraled when gravity snagged it from the phenomenon extravaganza. Auburns, burning gold, neon pinks, cerulean blues, bright lavenders, and high lighter lime flooded the world in so many pictures and wild covers for the longest time.
And the entire time, not once had they moved from their embrace. Naruto's head calmly rolled back against Sasuke's shoulder as he deeply seeded his chin on Naruto's both, simply taking in the peaceful moment.
A very nice, beautiful moment.
The rest of the show had done by a blur.
Naruto felt his stomach quake from the awkward silence as they rode in during the travel home. The children were fast asleep, something he wished he could join them in. But plaguing memories of what happened only hours ago, keep replaying in his head.
The kiss, small and shy as it was, left an electrical tingle on his lips, one that erupted each time he brazed his fingertips. The need to question what exactly occurred rolled around on the pad of his tongue, yet they stayed lodged in his throat, a tightened knot refusing to budge.
By his guesstimate, it was nearing close to eight o' clock, nearing the children's bedtime. It'd been about the right time that they should be approaching his address, only this wasn't the same route they'd taken before. Naruto had noticed the difference in landscaping about ten minutes later, and assumed they were taking a shorter route.
He was proved wrong.
The neighborhood became a darker remembrance of when he'd been here before; the last time he'd come had been on apologetic reasons. There had been a purpose as to why he'd come.
This time, there was none. Naruto licked his lips, pulling the bottom half between his teeth as the view of the beyond enormous estate of Sasuke Uchiha began to appear from their far off distance. The same house where they'd first touched each other; where Sasuke had taken the first chance to help when he'd gotten hurt.
It was as they pulled into his winding drive thru, that the blond finally discovered his voice to ask, "Why didn't you take us home?"
An overwhelming nervousness filled his chest, stirring a pit of nesting butterflies in his stomach when Sasuke gave him a look; a low, dangerously dark glare. "It's late," he quietly explained. "We don't need to wake the children up. You can stay here tonight."
A cold bucket of water couldn't have sent a sharper chill through Naruto's spine as he gulped, meeting the distilled gaze of Sasuke Uchiha. He knew, just by looking in those eyes, they weren't leaving this house tonight. Reluctantly aware that it'd probably be for the best, Naruto agreed to the set up and helped Sasuke gather their belongings.
Sasuke carried the twins and their bags to the house, while Naruto picked up the sleepy Gaara and the few access items in the backseat. Sasuke opened the door letting Naruto in first, before following in locking the door behind. Despite being carefully quiet and stealthy, the couple was unsuccessful in keeping the children asleep. One by one their weak protests at not being sleepy for ignored when Naruto announced them all needing to have their bathes.
"You have extra clothes they can fit in?" Naruto silently asked, disrobing the sleepy twins.
Sasuke pulled Gaara's shirt off his head, and went about removing his baby jeans and pull up. "I have a few shirts to spare."
"That'll work."
"Good; finish up here. I'll run the bath." Sasuke stood, leaving the tikes in Naruto's care as he undid some Velcro shoes, and loosening up the ties constricting Kyuubi's hair off his face. Getting a whiff of their bodily smells only made the blond hurry in his exploits. They were all in dire need of a bath to rid themselves of the horrid creature odors, just now revealing themselves with a vengeance.
Sasuke returned with his sleeves rolled up, reaching for a tired child. Naruto handed him Kyuubi while he picked the nude Kyuubi and Gaara, sling each one on his shoulder. Amazingly and thank God for small favors, the two men received little to no trouble cleaning the children's bodies and washing their dirty hair free of any foreign debris. The water temperature did, bring out a little activity in their minds enough for them to listen when one of the adults asked for them to lift their arms or move their heads to the sides.
When the time came to towel them off, things got a bit interesting when Kyuubi sleepily toppled over, knocking himself into Naruto who fell backwards against a crouching Sasuke and in a way they'll never understand, he landed between Sasuke's lags where his hand accidentally brushed over a very indecent place.
Sapphire rose to stare into dull black and the blush crept its way to those whisker cheeks. Naruto apologized nearly a hundred times until Sasuke murmured for him to shut up about it.
Getting them dressed was an easier task, thankfully since all the fight had been sucked out. Sasuke grabbed two of his oversized shirts and some extra pull ups for the Uzumaki twins and dressed them himself, while Gaara was tucked into bed. With no other beds small enough to be deemed as comfortable, Sasuke convinced Naruto to let the boys share the same bed, aligning one on either side of the smallest Uchiha.
And finally after careful preparation and making sure the night light was on, the two stepped out releasing their exhausted sighs.
Naruto slid his back against the door, massaging the bridge of his nose, "Damn what a night."
Sasuke couldn't agree more. "Want a night cap?"
"Hell yeah," He was running on pure nerves right now. Naruto was ready for a little relaxation to loosen up his jittery anxiety. Especially when it came to dealing with this unpredictable man, he was going to need all the drink he could get.
Soon after retrieving their sweet grape wine, Sasuke ushered Naruto to the dimly lit living room, taking a seat on the couch, nearest the hall in case one of the children called.
Naruto took a sip, savoring the suspiciously sweet tang as it splashed the back of his throat. "This," he smacked his lips. "This isn't wine is it?"
Narrowing his eyes, Sasuke tasted his without batting an eye, "You're underage Dobe."
"Whatever," he'd better be glad Naruto wasn't in the mood to force the issue. So he just took what was offered, which was a children's fake style of sparkling white grape juice, and slummed back against the soft cushion.
"Better?" Sasuke suddenly inquired.
The rest of the grape juice was downed in a single gulp. "Yeah, much. Whew," Naruto snickered. "I can't remember the last time I had so much fun. It's so weird."
"Weird?"
"Hmm mmm," Though Uzumaki will prefer they didn't talk about certain details. "It's strange having had so much fun with a stubborn prick like you."
"I guess I'm not as black hearted as you assumed then."
Naruto cocked his head to the left, eyeballing the man sitting next to him. "I never thought you were black hearted."
"Oh really?"
"Yeah really. Maybe a stupid jerk who needed to get that stick out of his ass but never black hearted."
Whether he should be insulted or charmed will forever be a mystery but Sasuke was going to go with the latter. "You don't make for bad company yourself."
"I know I do. Hell I'm always the life of the party."
"And the pain in the ass to boot."
"Yeah—hey shut up," he laughed playfully punching Sasuke's arm.
They rolled into a cozy silence afterwards, dimishing on their chest deep chuckles. That is, until Naruto made an announcement that pulsed a flaming urge in Sasuke's chest.
"I'm gonna take my shower," Naruto rose, stretching his arms over his head, lifting the hem of his shirt over a small slither of tanned abs, curving in a muscular line in his pants. All of which Sasuke secretly took into full detail until the shirt lowered. "Where's another bathroom?"
"Down the hall, towards the end, on the right."
"Thanks." And he left, unknowingly giving a pleasant show of his shapely cheeks folding and motion in the clasp of his jeans. The seductive glint of misconduct glowered for every flip and bent of those perfectly round cheeks until they disappeared around the corner.
Sasuke shook his head, and squeezed the swelled pressure between his eyes. It had to be the wine. Yes he'd blame it all on the wine.
Ten minutes later, Sasuke decided to go and take his bathe too, dunking out the reminding booze that would easily explain why he was having this lecherous thoughts on a nineteen year old, young man who . . . was . . .
Sasuke paused in his stride to his bedroom when a slither of light drew his attention to what lied inside. A tightening in his pants pulled at the seams around his zipper, straining for the creature behind to be set free. Smooth, blemish free skin eased first one then the other leg out of baggy jeans, pooled around slender ankles. The polo having been only a thin piece of cloth was removed as the curtain to an amazing show as one, two—six wonderfully sculpted abs lead up to swollen pectorals, with cinnamon brown contrasting nibbles, dotted on each one. Like the sweet decorations to a splendid desert, caramel and chocolate brown nibbles blended like a fantasy with the cornflower innocent eyes and stalk of saffron hair.
Swallowing around his Adam's apple, Sasuke felt his fingers twitch at the view, damning the temptation to slip inside and join the blond as he stepped into the shower, never once realizing his delicious display of handsome nudity. Taking a deep breath, Sasuke grasped the door knob and closed the door, focusing his mind on other things, besides the sight of a young man and his extremely tanned ass cheeks.
The water knob was turned to its highest temperature coming out in blazing sheets of torched burns against his flesh. He hissed against the roaring melting heat and adjusted it down a bit to a more tolerable level. He grabbed the bar of Minted Irish soap, lathering it up to a good amount before rubbing it along his lean frame.
The scuds trailed down his hazel clean skin, pooling around his feet. Water fell in lazy lines over his taunt toned muscles and over his lengthy silky tresses making the hair gather together in clusters against his back. The warm water felt so consoling his tired body reducing his stress to a minor ache. Nothing ran through his mind. No thoughts, no memories, no troubles. Nothing. All he wanted was to just let go.
Soon the water started to lose its luster slowly cooling down. Seeing as there was no more reason to stay in, he turned off the water, stepping out into the cold tiled floor. A large terry cloth towel was used to run on his body drying every single portion. His arms, his face, his wide chest, long legs, strong back and between his legs to dampen his impressive sized sex.
Naruto sighed, feeling refreshed and calmly renewed. That was such a cozy feeling being cleansed to the point of washing away all his stress and concerns. He stepped out of the shower, noticing a set of clothes—a black tank and pair of new satin blue pajamas, neatly folded on the marble sink. Sasuke must've left it for him while he was in the shower. Funny, he hadn't heard him come in, but that can easily be because of the shower's water force.
He lazily toweled off the dripping water drops off the tips of his hair and shook free any moist residue until it was messily droopy. Naruto didn't bother looking for a something to comb over the soggy treads, knowing it'd be a waste of time.
He cleaned out the tub, put on his clothes and left to check on the children a second time that night, just to be safe. In a strange home, a ways off from his own, he could resist the bit of nervousness. The twins were all he had. But he knew Sasuke wouldn't intentionally harm them, so thoughts of pain and agony were quickly destroyed.
A thought struck him just as he remembered leaving his cell in the living room, going back to retrieve it to check for any missed calls. One from Sakura, a text from Kiba and a missed call from Neji. Hm, his wasn't that long ago, Naruto pondered as he ventured back toward the end of the hall looking for wherever Sasuke had gone. He'd need to give Neji a call back to see if everything's ok.
"Dammit," He heard the painful hiss coming from the last room on the left.
Naruto clicked his phone and followed the soundless fizz, inside a largely accommodating bedroom, suited excellently to Sasuke's tastes. But instead of taking a minute to study the elaborate designs, Naruto's lips were curling humorously at the struggling black comb trying to detangle a mop of long hair.
There clad in a pair of black boxers and a plain white tee was Sasuke Uchiha, somehow trying his best to work a comb through the knotted ruin that was once his head full of silky hair.
When the hair utensil jerked back, taking a ball of sleek hair with it, Naruto flinched, shaking his head and shoving his phone in his pocket to hurry and snatch the comb from the crazy fool. "Geez you make it look painful."
"It is," Sasuke said dully. "I hate doing my hair."
"No shit. Here, I'll help." Naruto pulled a nearby stool over, shoving Sasuke on the seat.
Sasuke didn't fight it, and plopped down watching through the dresser mirror as Naruto skillfully unknotted detangled the folds of black like it was the easiest deed. "How do you do it?" He immediately asked after the first wave of hair flipped to the side.
"Kyuubi," Was Naruto's one word answer. That kids' hair stayed a mess. No matter how many times it got cut the ending result a couple of weeks later would be the tresses growing back just as fast and twice as long. Naruto had to learn pretty fast how to do that kid's head.
Almost in a shameful motherly way, Naruto slowly pinched the comb underneath a ball of black until it unraveled and went about repeating the job with other spots that needed the extra work. When he could see some pink scalp, his fingertips caressed the visible points to separate any stray strands.
"You're a natural," Sasuke hesitantly praised. "I should hire you to do my hair before work."
"Nah, don't even try it," The blond chuckled. "I'll try to rip all of your hair off."
"I doubt that," Sasuke blinked before asking, "What made you come to work there?"
Naruto thought a sec and shrugged, "Needed the money," Another sheet of hair was moved to the side. "I have a few weeks left to pay for twin's tuition for school by their birthday. I'm hoping I'll have enough by then to—"
"Mmm," Sasuke's sudden groan ceased all movements in his head.
"Sorry, did I hurt you?" Naruto worriedly removed his hands, fearing he might've been a little rough.
"No," Closing his eyes, Sasuke laid his head back fitting hid skull to Naruto's stomach. "It felt nice."
"Oh," Naruto opened his mouth to say more but a press in his stomach, slammed all his words back down.
Sasuke had turned around to press his face against Naruto's stomach taking a deep whiff and exhaling it through the thin cloth. "My scents on your body," his voice muffled up as he took another heavy smell. "It smells good on you."
"T-thank you," Naruto shakily ordered his fingers to get back to their original task only to pause once more when he felt a slick of wetness ball at the center of his stomach.
A kiss had been placed, gingerly rolled in that single location, as Sasuke tilted his head back to meet those shy eyes. "It's intoxicating Naruto . . ." Oh what a deadly scent it was indeed. Blended and burnished perfectly in a single smell so tastefully done. . . God he could get used this perfumed odor.
Naruto's oxygen hitched in the pit of his throat when another gentle moist kiss sizzled his stomach, followed by another and another, as he tried to ignore them steadily combing through the inky treads. It was becoming difficult to pay attention. For every moment he lifted the comb, he felt a harder lip press.
"Sasuke stop," he weakly gasped. "I'm not done."
"Hmm mmm," Another kiss was given as cool digits traced over firmly, lithe hips. "Can't stop. You taste heavenly."
"Sasuke—" Naruto felt his cell vibrating. He needed to get that. It could be Kiba or Neji again. Reaching down, he snatched his phone to see who was calling and pressed the button—"Oh!" All thoughts of answering were suddenly stolen when large hands cupped the sides of his hips and slammed him forward between Sasuke's gapping legs. "Sasuke—Ah!"
The shirt he'd been wearing was lifted and there Sasuke delivered a scouring open mouth kiss against creamy smooth skin. Sasuke rubbed his cheek against the boiling fear, gurgling in his ear and couldn't hold back the burn wedged between his legs.
Naruto braced his hands on Sasuke's shoulders when his legs buckled under his weight, eyes blurred against the rush of steamy sensations. He couldn't see, couldn't smell, and couldn't hear. Nothing, but oh god how he could feel the fiery stings of those kisses on his stomach.
. . . But unfortunately . . . too caught up in the sinful throes, he didn't hear the whispered disbelief fizzle off his phone . . . where it had fallen on the floor.
" . . . . Naruto?"
TBC: Let the drama begin ^_^