Going Back

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto as a whole or in any other way. I also do not own anything or anyone else mentioned. Those people own themselves, I believe. On that note: I do own this plot and the random players. You can borrow them, but please let me know. Otherwise, I will have a shit fit.

Chapter 1: Remembering his love

"Just one more shot like that Jazelle, you look perfect." He let the statement ooze sex. It always made the models give him more and they always delivered. He often thought of this as being similar to sex, because when he hit the right spot the ending was always orgasmic! Women and men loved to be in front of his camera and they would do anything to get the chance.

He always made sure to be at the casting calls to make sure the people that were chosen were worth photographing. If he had to be honest, he would rather be home in bed with the one he loved. However, that was no longer possible. His love, married the one person who he despised the most in this world. The pink haired bitch, took the one thing he loved most in this world!

He had heard through the grapevine that they had triplets a few years back. One could only pray that they took after their father. The more he thought about it. It was his fault, things ended up this way. He was the one who left for Prague and wouldn't answer the calls or the letters. His love wrote some of the most passionate letters, but he didn't answer. He thought that it would be best, for the both of them.

"Jazelle baby, I need you to really sale it in these last shots." He winked at her and she giggled. "I need you to make sure we really earn our money." She just nodded as he hid back behind his camera. Jazelle was one of his favorites; he had been shooting her since she was fourteen and now she was nineteen. Her body was still perfect and her skin still had a glow. She was easily coaxed and listened to every direction, always getting it perfect.

He took her virginity when she was sixteen and he made sure it was everything it was supposed to be for her. After him though, she quickly moved on to musicians, other models, and heirs to fortunes. He figured she could see that his heart was not in it. Most people he fucked knew his heart was not in it.

Hell, he knew his heart was 30,000 miles away, tucked under the pillow of a perfectly sculpted Adonis. And when that Adonis would whisper his name, he would tremble. And when that walking sculpture used to touch him, it would set him a blaze. Making love to him was like ascending to some great-unseen plane. Where they could taste the stars and could leave imprints on the moon.

He shook his head to dispel the memory of a body that was once his and only his. He snapped the last few shots and Jazelle was giving it her all. She was gorgeous and always eager to please, her photographer. That is why everyone loved working with her. She was gem in a world full of overly indulged druggies and anorexic dumbasses. Her being who she was could easily be attributed to him.

He made sure she knew what was what before he let her go and she had done well for herself. Jazelle was the only model he ever took special interest in and he knew why he did it. It was simply because she had his eyes and hair. Those same piercing blue tourmaline eyes and the exact same shade of Spanish wheat colored hair. He knew that was the reason and although he never dared to say it aloud, it lingered in his head every time he saw Jazelle.

The blue-eyed God had fucked up his concentration. Ever since his high school reunion packet came in the mail today. All he said was, "Fuck," When his assistant Phlinx had handed him the heavy packet. His brain and that damn blond were determined to drive him mad, today. "Alright, the light of the day is gone and we got some really good shots. Good work people. Let's pack it up and go the hell home." Everyone laughed as they did what they were told; he always made sure to lighten the mood after a shoot.

He knew he was hard on them before the shoot and harder on them during. He was known to be tough on his staff, but he always produced some of the best talent in the business. As his staff packed up the equipment, he looked over the shots on the computer. He was hoping that he used a film camera too. His mind was on other things today so he asked.

"Dozer, did I get any film shots, today." The young man nodded. "Of course Mr. Uchiha. You took film photos each time, before we started your digital sessions. I loaded it and unloaded it myself." The young man pointed to the cooler. "I placed all of the film in the cooler, just like always." Sasuke was grateful for small miracles, thank God his assistants did things without his constant supervision.

"Thanks Dozer, I don't know where my head was today." The young man just smiled and went back to packing up the equipment. Sasuke unplugged the laptop and tucked it into his bag; he started winding up the cable when one of his assistants took over for him. He just shrugged as everyone worked quickly around him, at the end he was given a list that verified everything was accounted for.

He was about to grab his things and head to the car. When two of his assistants picked up his things, he just followed them to his car.

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"Well fuck, are you going to drive me home too?" The gentlemen chuckled, "No, sir. You just don't seem like yourself today?" Sasuke looked over at Phlinx and thought about it. "You know Phlinx, you are right and for that very reason I am taking my ass home." He got into his car and drove off. Towards his Manhattan duplex, he could work there in his own darkroom.

When he walked in the door, he could smell stir-fry and there was only one-person the doorman would let in and that was Juugo. He was once Sasuke's assistant, but he was also Sasuke's on again and off again lover. Juugo had talent so Sasuke fired him and had Juugo hired for a Couture shoot in Venice.

After that, the fucker became an instant prize on the scene of fashion photography. Just like the Uchiha had predicted, but their relationship was still rocky and full of fistfights. "How was your shoot?" A voice called from the kitchen. Sasuke set his things on the couch before walking into the kitchen. "When did you get back from Paris?"

The well-built strawberry blond smiled. "I got back last night and before you ask. Yes, it went great." Sasuke could careless, all he wanted to do was forget. Forget about the blond he loved and the stupid reunion. He wanted to be fucked senseless and only two people were permitted to fuck him. He was sure glad Juugo was back because he was one of the two. Sasuke turned off the stove and Juugo looked down at him. "What, are you not hungry?" Sasuke lifted his brow. "Oh' I am hungry, but for something a little different."

Sasuke started to suck Juugo's nipple thru his thin white top, ghosting his hands down Juugo's front to caress his growing erection. The raven sucked a little harder, earning him a groan from the larger male. Sasuke lowered himself to his knees tracing the blond's clothed erection with his tongue. "Fuck! Sasuke, what is with you?!" The raven was not ready to answer yet, so he released the erection hidden under the thin linen pants and swallowed it. Taking the larger male into his mouth and humming as he did so.

This almost made the larger male collapse, but he caught himself. Instead, he moaned Sasuke's name, until it sounded like something else. Sasuke unbuttoned his own pants, sliding his fingers into his entrance. He slowly moved in and out causing himself to moan slightly. He proceeded to lick around Juugo's shaft. Sliding his tongue on the underside, taking small nips of the tender flesh, making a game of it. Juugo started to whimper at the new sensation; he could feel the strength draining from his legs, if this was a game then, Sasuke was winning.

Juugo reached down pulling the raven to his feet. He grabbed Sasuke's hand placing the fingers into his mouth. Sucking each finger one by one as if Sasuke were made of honey. The raven was strong, but he was still so sweet. Juugo let the taste of the raven echo through his mind. He forced the raven against the wall roughly, capturing his mouth into a passionate kiss.

He slid his hand around the raven's shaft pulling as he slid his thumb over the tip causing Sasuke to buck into him. "You want it; I'm going to give it to you." His voice heavy with lust as he pushed into Sasuke with one hard thrust.

Forcing the raven to groan and throw his head back. The blond lifted Sasuke. He was determined to fill him to the tip. He slammed back into him, keeping a continuously powerful and commanding pace. Sasuke's mind was swimming as his body was beginning overwhelmed with the sensation of being filled. Sasuke moaned. He was close to the edge as Juugo slammed back inside him.

He felt his self-control snap in two as his seed spilled out and his walls clenched around the other. With a loud groan, Juugo came inside the raven as they slowly slid to the floor. Sasuke could feel the flaccid flesh inside him, but he was not finished. His mind craved to be satisfied.

He pushed Juugo down, putting him in position to ride the larger male. He slid Juugo's shirt up sucking his nipple and pulling it with his teeth. "Aww! Fuck, Sasuke!" The other moaned out as his dick grew hard inside of Sasuke. He could feel that Juugo still had another one in him and was grateful, he needed to push his only love, back into that dark corner of his mind. He forced his body down hard onto the erected flesh causing himself to moan when he hit his prostate dead on. He rocked forward to keep it from happening again; he wanted to draw this out.

He needed to draw this out, until his legs could no longer move and his body would be too heavy from exhaustion. That was the only way his only love wouldn't haunt him. He was slamming down with so much force the Juugo had become a begging mess. Almost, screaming the raven's name.

Sasuke could feel all his demands from his body being met, so with one more slam and a direct hit of his prostate. Juugo and he ejaculated, moaning into one another's mouths. The raven felt the dark veil of sleep falling over him and he welcomed it. It would be fine to leave it all to larger male. He knew without a doubt that he would wake up clean and in his bed, because that was how Juugo was.

"Sasuke no. Why do you have to start so early with the camera!" The blond whined. "Because I won't see you today, you have lacrosse practice and weight training." The blond pouted and then sighed in defeat. "Fine, but I won't smile. It is too early to smile." The blond grinned into the camera as the early morning light, shone in on him. His beautifully tanned skin glowing in the morning hours. "I thought you said you weren't going to smile." The blond chuckled. "That was before I remembered how much I love you."

Sasuke woke up with a start, his frown setting in. "Another goddamn memory, fuck this shit. I have to get a hold of myself." He sighed as he let his eyes adjust. He was in his bed, smelled of soap, and was wearing his favorite pajama pants. He noticed that he was in the bed alone, knowing Juugo he was downstairs watching a hockey game or highlights.

He stretched before walking out of his bedroom and into the living room where the larger male was in fact watching some highlights of a hockey game. He wrapped his arms around the larger male's neck. "Are you going to tell me what that was about?" Sasuke rolled his eyes as he went into the kitchen.

"I most certainly will, as soon as you tell me about Kimimaro Kaguya." Juugo grimaced. That was one thing he refused to discuss with the raven, because Kimimaro was his only love. He hated for the raven to know it, and that was why Kimimaro Kaguya was off limits. "You always bring him up when you don't want to discuss things that are obviously bothering you." Sasuke took a plate out of the stove.

Juugo was a good man, but he was really starting something that was going to piss him right off. Because, Sasuke was not going to give him what he wanted. Sasuke slid onto the counter and began picking over his plate, no longer in the mood to eat anymore. "Yes. However, you never answer my questions. So, I see no reason for me to answer yours."

Juugo came into the kitchen all red in the face, but Sasuke refused to look up. Besides, it didn't take a rocket scientist to know Juugo was pissed. "I asked you first, Sasuke." Juugo almost growled. "Technically, I asked first. Six years ago and I have yet to get an answer. You come into my house, you leave your stuff, and you sometimes live here months at a time." Sasuke started to eat the snow peas.

"I don't say a damn thing. On the other hand, can I come to your place, can I leave my things, or better yet, can I live there for months at a time?" Sasuke shook his head. "Nope and do I know why?" The raven shook his head, again. "Nope, because you never tell me a thing and we get into a huge fight. Then, Juugo disappears for months." The strawberry blond towered over the raven. "Can you honestly sit there and tell me, that you give a fuck?!" Sasuke looked up at Juugo. "Nope." Juugo slammed his fist down, but Sasuke didn't flinch.

He just stared straight into those brown eyes with no emotion. "I don't understand you! I don't understand you at all! Even after six years of us, I do not know anything about you and you always act as if you don't care! That is why we get into fights and arguments!" Sasuke crossed his legs. "Hn, the real problem here is that both of us are holding on to something that we won't dare show the other. I know that I may never know you like someone else knows you and I also know that your heart will never be in this."

The larger male looked away guiltily and Sasuke smirked. "You care for me, Juugo and I care for you, but you have to just leave it at that." Sasuke pushed himself off the counter as he walked out the kitchen with his plate. He grabbed the small cooler, along with his laptop bag, and headed to his darkroom. He thought, 'Juugo will be gone by the time I finish.'

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