AN: Sorry this took so long folks! –throws herself at Tralala's feet- I'm so sorry, I know I'm not worthy of your reviews! –sobs uncontrollably-
…Anyway n.n
Hope you enjoy this chapter and, to make it up to you, I threw in a small lemonish scene n.n
Enjoy!
The Prince And The Fox
By SmexLemur
Chapter 7: Your True Feelings
Naruto ran.
He ran and ran and ran, until he was at the dock where he and Sasuke had first met. He didn't know why he was so upset about Sasuke having a fiancé—he should be happy in fact! The Prince would have a wife, someone who would keep him from loneliness and someone who would cheer him up. He could have children and be happy.
"But then why am I so sad?" Naruto wondered out loud, settling himself on the edge of the wooden dock. He looked at the ripples in the water as he dipped his foot in, his reflection in the water instantly vanishing. He sighed and wiped some tears off of his face—how could he be sad about something like that? Sasuke was going to be happy! That was what he had wanted, right? Right? "No," the blonde whispered softly. He did want Sasuke to be happy, but…
He paused his thinking.
"But I want him to be happy with me," he finally finished his thought, eyes widening as he realised what he had said, but suddenly it all fell into place for him. He was in love with him. That's why he had been willing to give up his comfortable life as a fox, that's why he knew he would give his life for Sasuke, that's why he stayed with him no matter how much Sasuke tried to push him away and that's why he wanted to make him happy.
Because I'm in love.
Was that what Kyuubi meant with his true feelings? That he couldn't voice them? And what did it matter anyway? Naruto would have to return to his own form someday—at the end of Spring anyway, so why bother telling him? And it's not like Sasuke would feel the same way about a fox. He was a Prince and even if Naruto would stay as a human, he was still considered to be inferior to Sasuke. Heck, this Sakura-person was probably royalty too.
And even if he was royalty… would Sasuke ever feel the same way about him?
"Are you gonna stay here and pity yourself?" Naruto blinked, tears rolling over his cheeks as he did so and turned around. He saw Kyuubi standing in his human form right next to him, a serious look on his face. Naruto scowled at him and turned his head to look at his reflection. "Well, are you?" Kyuubi sat down next to him, an irritated look on his face. Naruto stayed silent for a long time
"Why did you change me? Sasuke has this Sakura girl, so why did you?" he finally demanded.
"You think he's going to be happy with Sakura?" the demon retorted in return, barking a laugh. "You really are stupid kit, the guy hates her."
"But then why is he marrying her?" Kyuubi shrugged.
"It's an arranged marriage, it was decided when he was born," he replied. Naruto blinked, relief filling his heart. "Now, are you going to wallow in self-pity and let me turn you back into a fox, or are you going back?" Kyuubi asked, raising both of his eyebrows questioningly.
"I'm going back," the blonde replied firmly. Kyuubi grinned.
"Good," he stood up and brushed off his clothes. "Oh, before I forget: Sakura is scared to death of frogs," he wiggled his eyebrows, grinning. With a small 'poof', Kyuubi disappeared, leaving Naruto alone to form a nice little plan of getting Sakura out of the picture. He wasn't a cruel person, but if Sasuke didn't like her, then he would get rid of her.
No matter how many pranks he needed to use on her.
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"Where were you Naruto?" Sasuke demanded as Naruto entered the palace. The blonde blinked, before his face broke out in a grin.
"Ah, sorry Sasuke, but I was—ah, helping Kiba walk the dogs!" he lied. Sasuke didn't seem too convinced—the blonde boy had never really been a star in lying.
"Hn," he replied, crossing his arms. Naruto let out a sigh of relief as he walked over to Sasuke.
"Why? Did you miss me?" he asked, a feeling of triumph overwhelming him when the Prince blushed furiously. Sasuke hurriedly turned around and coughed—he was desperately trying to maintain his composure. Why was he getting so flustered about it anyway?
"In your dreams, dobe," he replied, trying to sound as smug as possible. Naruto blinked when something pink latched itself onto Sasuke's arms, who in turn scowled at the monstrosity currently drooling over him.
"Sasuke! You let a servant talk to you in such a manner?" the thing asked in horror. "Honestly! Why haven't you gotten rid of it yet?" she continued. Sasuke grumbled, peeling the pink thing off of him.
"Naruto, this is Lady Sakura. Sakura, this is my personal servant, Naruto," he introduced them. The blonde boy blinked once, before sticking out his hand, grinning lightly. He didn't see the arrogant look she was giving him, nor did he hear the soft snort she let out at the mere idea of touching someone who served her future husband. Sasuke, however, did notice. "Shake his hand, Sakura," he ordered briskly. The pink-haired girl blinked for a moment, giving him a 'what-the-fuck'-look, before indeed shaking the blonde boy's hand.
"Eeeeh, Sasuke!" Naruto exclaimed. "She's way more nicer than you! See, she's shaking my hand while you didn't!" Sakura blinked.
And squealed.
"Cute!" she cooed, before launching herself at the blonde and startled boy, who in turn wrapped his arms around her waist automatically. "Wherever did you find him, Sasuke? I want him! He might still be a bit insolent, but we can help him overcome that! I'm sure he'll be the perfect flower-boy for our wedding! Can you imagine him in a cute white dress, throwing flowers down the aisle? He'll be just like a girl!"
"Who are you calling a girl?" Naruto demanded, huffing. "There's no way I'm doing that!" Sasuke smirked, for once agreeing with his fiancé.
"Actually Naruto," he said, his smirk widening at the death glare it earned him. "I think it's a good idea." Sakura squealed, hugging the blonde tighter, who in turn begged for oxygen.
"Ah, Sasuke, I've got the perfect date for our wedding by the way!" she said excitedly, bouncing over to the black-haired Prince who paled. "The last day of Spring is perfect for it, the flowers and trees will be beautiful then and, just like it's the start of a new season, it's the start of a new life for the both of us!" Sasuke swallowed the lump in his throat.
"Isn't that a bit… soon?" he asked her. "Preparations need to be made and I'm certain you'd like a big wedding, right?"
"Oh, I'm sure I'll manage to get everything arranged!"
"But—" he was interrupted by Sakura who squealed.
"Oh, Sasuke, you're so cute when you're shy! I know, you're nervous to marry me, right? Don't worry, you don't have anything to be nervous about."
Naruto sweatdropped as he saw the lost look in Sasuke's eyes as Sakura was ranting on and on about their upcoming wedding.
"Ah, eh, Lady Sakura?" Naruto asked tentatively, taking her attention from Sasuke briefly. "Perhaps you would like to see our aviary? I mean, they have a lot of white doves in there, maybe you could use them for the wedding? Why don't you check them out?" he gave her a grin and she smiled back gratefully.
"That's a perfect idea, Naru-chan!" she squealed happily. "Well, Sasuke, I'll see you at dinner tonight, right? Since I have to go home tomorrow, I need to see you as much as I can!"
"Hn," the Prince grumbled.
"Great!" Sakura obviously mistook his grumble of annoyance for a 'yes-hn'. She hurried off outside, all the while guided by the lazy Shikamaru, who muttered something about 'troublesome girls'. Naruto gave Sasuke a grin, who in turn gave him a smirk.
"Seems like you have some brains in that thick head of yours after all," he said. "Congratulations." With that, Sasuke turned on his heel and walked off, followed by a huffing Naruto.
"Bastard! The least you can do is thank me for helping you!" he exclaimed.
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Tanned body underneath a pale one, writhing and sweating, panting, clawing and begging. Blonde hair tousled, azure eyes half-lidded and glazed and pink lips swollen, letting out short breaths.
"Ah, Lord Sasuke," those pink lips beg. "P—please, stop teasing, Lord Sasuke," they continue to beg as Sasuke's tongue slides all the way from his neck to his abdomen, slowly licking his navel, before descending down even further. "A—ah," he breaths out as Sasuke gave him a short lick on his tip, the taste of pre-cum overwhelming him.
"I'm sorry, my little Kitsune," the Prince smirked, his self-control resolving as he took in the sight of his lover. "But I just love to tease you…" he drawled out in a husky voice. The boy beneath him gave him a small smile, looking even cuter than he did normally, before gently pushing Sasuke off of him.
"Lord Sasuke, allow me to pleasure you," he said, his eyes never leaving Sasuke's as he climbed on top of him, sucking and biting him gently wherever he could, while making his way downwards. The Prince looked at him with anticipation as the boy took him in fully, his erection enveloped in a warmth and wetness Sasuke wanted to feel forever.
"Nn," he managed to get out as a daft tongue ran along his shaft teasingly, a tingling feeling running through him. He shivered involuntarily when his blonde softly hummed in the back of his throat, the vibrations making him buck his hips, wanting to feel more. The boy placed his hands on either of his legs to keep him down and continued to suck, lick and gently running his hands over his hips and inner-thighs, giving Sasuke goosebumps. "N—Naruto… Oh Go—hnn," he breathed out as the blonde's teeth grazed his flesh gently. He writhed when he felt the familiar feeling coming over him—as if something was building up inside of him and could explode any second now. "Ha, Naruot, I—I'm," the rest of the words died out as he moaned loudly when the blonde gave his tip a lick, locking his blue eyes with the other's black ones.
Sasuke tried his best to hold it in—he wanted to feel those lips, that warmth longer, but when Naruto took him in his mouth fully once more, he couldn't control it anymore.
"Naruto!"
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"Naruto!" he woke up, panting heavily as he shot up straight in his bed. He was sweaty all over, his black spikes sticking to his forehead and his clothes sticking to his body. Sasuke didn't know where he was for a moment, before he remembered he had decided to take a nap since he was feeling rather tired. "Oh… God," he muttered, rubbing his forehead as he looked at the sticky mess in his pants.
He couldn't believe he had just dreamt that.
"Prince Sasuke, is everything alright?" Kakashi entered his bedroom without having the decency to knock—he had a worried look in his eyes (Sasuke could see it, even with the mask on) and he made his way to the Prince's bed. Sasuke immediately covered himself with his blue sheets. "Did you have a nightmare?"
"No," the Prince grunted, before he started to cough heavily and fell back on the bed, all the while continuing to cough. Kakashi was immediately by his side, supporting the young Prince and patting him on the back gently. He raised a hand and placed it on his forehead, noting that he had a small fever.
"Perhaps you're coming down with something," he said. "You should stay in bed today, Your Highness. I'm sure Naruto wouldn't mind staying with you," he added suggestively and became highly amused when he saw the small flush on Sasuke's cheeks.
"No, I'm having dinner with Lady Sakura," Sasuke replied between coughs and sat up straight. "I'll be fine," he insisted when he saw the look of hesitance on his guardian's face.
"Sasuke…" he muttered. "If you're sick, you'll only make it worse by going. Please reconsider." The Prince stubbornly shook his head.
"I'll have dinner. I'll be fine," he said once more, trying to convince himself.
It wasn't working.
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AN: Dun Dun Dun DUUUUUUUUUN! –shifty eyes- I think I'm gonna make a small 'drama' out of this x3. I feel like some drama. Don't you? Aaah, poor Sasuke, I wonder what's wrong with him… Well, I know of course. I got the whole ending planned out already! But damn, it'll take a while, of course x3. And did you like the very small lemon? o.o I hope I did an okay job with it, I'm so bad at it xD.