Warnings:
SasuNaru, AU, One-Shot
Disclaimer:
Story: Saori's
Naruto: Kishimoto's
I'm Here
By Saori-Hime
There was a noise in the hall; the door cracked and was closed.
Minutes later, he could hear the unwrapping of another instant ramen cup and the clicking on the microwave. Sasuke got up from his spot on the window's frame and walked out of the blonde's bedroom with his hands inside his pockets. He knew he should not continue fueling this obsession—but he wanted to see him.
He was in the living room now and the clock ticked midnight suddenly. Naruto looked up from his noodles, attracted by the noise of the clock, and baby blue eyes stared at him bluntly. Sasuke held his breath for a second, surprised by the bright gaze, but Naruto looked back down and resumed eating in a hurry. Sasuke turned his head back and his dark eyes spotted the ticking clock behind him in dismay. His hair bangs rested by his face sadly, enveloping his pale visage conformingly, and he turned back to watch his former teammate gobble up his pre-made dinner like there was no tomorrow.
Sasuke smiled faintly. Naruto had not changed one bit. He walked closer to the energetic boy and sat down on the opposite side of the table, black eyes warm with feeling.
Naruto shivered and got up from his spot, walking towards the kitchen's window and closing it. He was about to unwrap another cup of ramen, but his fingers paused in mid motion. His blue eyes lost the happy for a moment and he set the cup down on the counter. He stared at it aimlessly, and Sasuke watched closely from his spot. Was he finally going to…?
The blonde shook his head angrily then, a big glare replacing his usual idiotic expression and he quickly exited the kitchen to go to his room.
He was stubborn beyond belief.
Sasuke got up as well; after all, he was here for one reason, and when he completed that, he would leave. His silent footsteps carried him towards the same room he had been previously occupying, and the door opened gently as if the cool breeze pushing the tree branches outside was urging it. Sasuke saw Naruto sprawled on the bed, face up, still dressed, and looking up at the ceiling lost in thought.
The blonde sat up, eyes running towards his direction, and then skipping to the window, which was letting the wind play with the curtains mischievously. Naruto sighed, and did not move again, hands motionless in between his legs, and feet dangling off the bed tiredly.
Sasuke stood by the doorframe with his hands inside his pockets. He was unsure whether he should go further in or not, for he always seemed to discomfort the idiot when he got too close. Eyelids lowered in melancholy… all he wanted right now was to get close to him. Get to touch him one more time. Feel his soft lips against his… his blue gaze on him. Sasuke's bangs covered his face and Naruto finally got up. He unzipped his Jounin best slowly and let it drop from his hands onto the floor with a thud.
Sasuke watched Naruto's garments drop one by one by his feet—from the black shirt to the always-colorful pants—and onyx eyes traveled the tanned legs towards the baggy boxers and up to his navel, up to his chest, which was decorated with the radiating-blue pendant, and up his neck, his chin, and rosy lips. Sasuke never noticed the faint blush that spread across his face while he watched his partner strip in front of him without shame. He gulped inaudibly when he saw Naruto look up towards him again, and he stepped inside the room without further thought. Then the blonde stepped towards the door.
The sudden movement startled Sasuke—and he wondered for a precarious minute if Naruto was going to leave.
The new Jounin passed by Sasuke's lithe form without recognition, and Sasuke's eyes widened in terrifying anticipation—then the click of the door closing was heard and Naruto's tanned body remained beside him in a stretch of frozen time. This was enough—he told himself—having Naruto beside him, like this, was enough. He was so close, Sasuke could almost smell his peaches n' cream shampoo—but time withered away the moment, and the blonde left his side too soon, wrapping his arms around himself in a form of reconciliation.
Sasuke breathed in, then proceeded to observe how the blonde plopped down on the bed, and a careless smile tainted his lips. He was still so childish…
He walked towards the bed, knowing it was wrong, it was uncalled for—it was this sinful attraction. He had already done enough damage, but he was too infatuated to satisfy himself with only watching him. He wanted more. More.
Naruto snuggled his face against the pillow, eyes opened a little to observe the way the curtains flip-flopped in constant carelessness. He closed his eyes and smiled, a faint pink coloring his cheeks as he remembered something placid, something beautiful perhaps, something he had enjoyed once. He laughed absentmindedly, turning his face to chuckle on the pillow, trying to muffle the bittersweet cries escaping his tormented memories.
He shuddered again and turned over to face the ceiling, a heavy sigh escaping his lips. Fatigue was finally showing up on his eyelids, and he allowed them to close—only to open his eyes again. He was about to reach down for the covers, but it was hot—being freaking July and all—might as well sleep like this. Once again his eyes began to close, open slightly, and descend in a rhythmic trance, until his breathing evened out, and he had lost track of time.
Sasuke watched him from beside the bed, enthralled by the steady up and down of his tout chest. He knew better. He should turn away now…but he knew better, he wanted Naruto to fall asleep so he could get close and savor his exotic smell for hours without him noticing—Naruto was a deep sleeper—He hadn't changed at all. He was a little taller now, and his hair was a little longer. Muscles conformed to his body in seductive curves and broad shoulders replaced his once skinny frame, but… he was still as fragile as he remembered.
And he stood here… admiring him cautiously without his permission, guilty of crime, exposing his secret routine to him every night for the past months when the darkness allowed him to play on.
Sasuke sat on the bed cautiously, and then began his stealthy assault. He would lay down and encase Naruto's body with his… allowing his face to color because of the perfect way Naruto's body conformed against his, and he would close his eyes and wrap one hand around the shivering body and hope that this moment would last longer than the day before.
But… it was not enough.
Sasuke crouched forward, lean legs making no noise over the bed as he positioned himself closer to Naruto. He crawled slowly on top of him, arms and legs positioned to the sides of his tanned body. Black hair cascaded down his ghost-like paleness. He paused, allowing Naruto's sweet breath to brush over lips seductively, a running desire compelling him to lower his head—Naruto's lips parted slowly, rosy pink glistening in the dim light, innocent saliva moisturizing—tasty…
Because he still remembered the sound he made, the small gasps he took, his fragile trembling. His warmth…the way his legs hooked against his hips and the sweet taste of his mouth. Every tear he tried to hide while he settled impatiently inside him, and every gash he tried not to make with his savage nails over his skin. The soft sapphire, which whispered promises and wishes, happiness and freedom, and his gentle afterwards with cotton kisses and childish smiles, the way he had imprinted himself inside his skin.
He still remembered… the quiet way he whispered I love you, and the sadness he caused him when he didn't say it back.
Sasuke turned his face away, crushing his emotions in one blow, and a remarkable guilt settled inside his chest.
It was too late to do it now…
It was too difficult to do it now…
It was… too painful to say it now.
The ironic truth was that Naruto was okay and that he really was not here because of him. He was stuck, and he wanted to stay stuck. Like this. And exploit this opportunity. Enjoy this insanity he still could not comprehend. His jaw tightened. He wanted to be selfish. He wanted to say longer. He was not satisfied! He did not want to leave!
"Sasuke! You bastard!"
"Hey, Sasuke, lets go eat ramen."
"Shut up, Sasuke."
"Sasuke, wait up!"
"…Sasuke, I love you."
Sasuke trembled on his spot, unable to continue further with his self-centered depravity. No. He could not do it anymore. It was over. He had to let it go. He had to let him go. He was—he was scared.
"Sasuke..."
His eyes snapped open, phantom tears slipping down his face, "Sasuke…" Naruto whispered on his sleep, "I miss you…" His heart started beating again, "I'm so alone…" Naruto's eyes began to water with melancholy, "…why—did you leave…" Sasuke's throat closed down and his fingers reached out to his lover's face, one gesture, one promise, was this it?
Sasuke leaned down and caressed his lips against Naruto's, feeling once again his warmth breath tickling his skin. Black bangs conformed with his tanned features as Sasuke tried to taste for the last time what had made him so happy once. Naruto's breath turned icy and Sasuke tilted his head up, his body never touching Naruto's—in feather-like proximity. Sasuke turned his head and whispered huskily in his ear, his own senses screaming for conclusion—was this the final goodbye?—No more pacing around his house quietly, no more scaring him speechless, no more making him wait for the words he had always been so scared of saying—
"I love you."
Naruto's hand reached out then and crossed his body like air, and Sasuke could see that he was crying. He slipped out of the bed; his illusion-like image looking back one more time at the boy who had changed his life without ever realizing it.
Sasuke smirked.
It was time to go now.
His smirk faded into an appeased smile and he began to walk off towards the door, his image vanishing before he reached the doorknob.
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Owari
Comments:
This is supposed to be a one-shot, but I think I could make it last one more chapter if you guys wish me to proceed further, and I don't think it will be Angsty (heh.) BTW, believe it or not O.o this came to me one random night, and I woke up in the morning feeling so depressed that I had to write it down. Now that I read it again, it seems kinda corny? lol… I didn't mean to make Sasuke sound so sentimental, since I prefer his evil, bastard side… XD
Anyway… that's enough from me, and in case you are wondering, I have been working on Exile, just not at the same pace as before cough Have you ever heard of such a thing as procrastinating procrastination? I think that's what's happening to me -.-; But! I will be releasing Ch. 5 soon… O.o some weird things have been pressuring me to hurry up!
So if you liked please review, if you did not like… please review, if you do not review, please review and tell me why! lol okay…don't review if you don't wanna… XP
-Saori