Disclaimer: -in a monotone voice- I do not own Naruto. I do not own Sasuke. I do not own The Kyuubi. (Yes, it's THE Kyuubi, not just Kyuubi.) -The Kyuubi nods in agreement-
A/N: Second chapter! w00t! Wait…why am I so excited again? -ponders- Hmm, oh well. -smiles- For some really I'm still happy, even though school starts in 4 days… WHY? WHY! Ok, better now, onto the chapter. Enjoy.
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Then, suddenly, a loud crack penetrated Sasuke's eardrums. What was that sound? Despite Naruto's warning, he rushed out of the bedroom, trusting his finely tuned senses to lead him to the source of the noise. They led him to a door, (that was promising) and a locked one at that (more promising). A few seconds later, Sasuke unlocked the door and opened it slowly, wary of danger...
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What Sasuke saw inside was… unexpected, if not downright bizarre. His first impression was purple. Yes, purple. There was a huge floating… MASS of it in the middle of the room. Or Sasuke thought it was the middle. He couldn't really SEE the other side of it, see, and the walls on his side just stretched until it was covered by, err, the mass of purple. Well, perhaps a mass wasn't the best way to describe it. It was more like purple fog blanketing the air inside of the room and thickening to the point of opacity as it neared the other side of the room. Um, was that a better description? And… inside the purpleness, Sasuke made out a series of lines, thin almost to the point of being unnoticeable, but they were there, circling the purpleness, creating a semblance of a small sphere.
Sasuke stepped closer. And closer. And closer, until the purple fog circled around him and if he had cared to look around he wouldn't have seen the door he had come through. He didn't try to look. It was as if something inside the fog was beckoning him on, whispering to him to go forward. Sasuke obeyed.
He walked closer and closer to the small sphere, the center of the fog as it may, the lines turning out to be of the deepest pitch black. But from inside a light was pouring out, a pure white light contrasting greatly with the cage it was being held in. Sasuke squinted further. There was something inside of the light, he knew it, and he wanted to see it. Right now it was only a dim outline. But it was calling out, begging to be heard. He reached forward to part the dark lines surrounding the light.
"NO! Sasuke! Don't touch it!" A loud and mind-shattering voice called out to him, and he flinched, annoyed. Who was that who dared break his concentration at such an important time as this? He needed to reach the light, he needed to break the darkness…
"SASUKE!" Something, somebody, was tackling him, pushing him down, away from the sphere, away from what he was supposed to do. His hazy eyes snapped to attention and focused on a pair of blue ones above him.
"N-Naruto?" He choked out slowly, wondering what the blonde thought he was achieving by sitting on top of him.
"SASUKE!" He was now being squeezed to death by a back-breaking hug, Sasuke observed, his mind still not thinking the right way. But he heard Naruto's muttering, over and over, as if he didn't believe his own words. "You're all right, you're all right, you're all right…"
It sounded as if he was more trying to reassure himself of that fact than trying to reassure Sasuke. Sasuke watched, his senses still clouded, as the blonde stood up, holding Sasuke in his arms effortlessly, and walked away from the sphere, the fog parting before him. He walked out the door, and as if being pulled on invisible strings, it slammed shut quite suddenly.
Outside, in the hallway, Sasuke's thinking became much clearer, and he rubbed his eyes as if trying to get rid of the last remnants of sleep. His fuzzy brainwaves were helped along considerably in reviving by the pain in his butt, as Naruto dropped him unceremoniously on the hard wooden floor. Sasuke looked up at his blonde angel, who was now wearing a black tank top and a pair of loose black pants, whose hair was dripping (he had just gotten out of the shower after all), and whose expression was contorted with anger and agitation, not quite looking like an angel.
"SASUKE!" The raven-haired boy winced as his named was blared into his poor ears. "WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT STAYING PUT?"
He stared up at Naruto who was looming over him, but (thankfully) more in a protective than threatening way. The blonde was breathing heavily, looking panicked and once in a while looking back over to that room, that door that Sasuke had opened and walked through.
"BAKA! DO YOU KNOW WHAT WOULD HAVE HAPPENED? DO YOU KNOW HOW HURT YOU WOULD'VE BEEN? IF NOT KILLED?"
"I'm…sorry?" Sasuke offered timidly, not used to apologizing and not knowing how Naruto would take it.
The blonde shot him a suspicious look, wondering if he had heard right and Sasuke was really saying sorry for something. Sasuke scratched the back of his head and laughed nervously. "I'm serious. I'm sorry for not listening to you and wandering out of the room. It's just, well, I was curious about a sound I heard earlier and it came from that room…"
Naruto turned, staring at the room once more.
"Will you tell me what it was I saw in there?" Sasuke prodded, once it was obvious Naruto wasn't going to say anything voluntarily. Naruto turned back, a contemplative look in his eyes.
"Will you stay away from it no matter what if I do?"
Sasuke hesitated. The idea of anything being off-limits to him was foreign and a little unattractive, but he supposed it was ok. He really wanted to know what he had just seen.
"Ok, I will."
"Promise."
"What, you don't trust me?" Sasuke asked lightly, an innocent smirk (wait, is that an oxymoron?) on his face. Naruto raised an eyebrow.
"I don't trust your curiosity to not get the better of you before. Promise."
"Ok, ok. I promise to stay away from that room no matter what if you tell me what is in there."
"Better. Now, to answer your question." Naruto sat down on the wood floor too, so that now his eyes were on the same level as Sasuke's. He caught the raven-haired boy's gaze and held it, making sure to emphasize the seriousness of his words. "You've probably wondered why I'm living here, and you've probably heard descriptions of me from other young men who've come here over the years."
Sasuke acknowledged it as the truth with a short nod and waited for Naruto to go on.
"I'm…a captive of the Kyuubi. Or I guess you could say that." He tried to smile, but it came out as a sort of grimace. "He holds my soul and keeps me eternally young like this."
Ahh, so that was the reason, Sasuke thought. It made sense, after all. But he wondered just how Naruto had been caught by the Kyuubi...
"And inside that room…is my soul, interwoven with the Kyuubi's." Sasuke started with surprise. What? That purplish fog was… no, Naruto's soul must've been within that light. And if his soul and the Kyuubi's were interwoven, that must mean…
Naruto grimaced again, seeing Sasuke's surprise and realization. "You've figured it out, haven't you? That I'm the human container for Kyuubi… Those black lines you saw inside that room bind our souls together. That crack you heard was one of them breaking apart."
Sasuke looked up at this. He had gotten over the initial surprise, and now wanted details. He wanted details to reassure himself that Naruto wasn't the bad guy, so to speak, that he could lay all the blame on Kyuubi for imprisoning this beautiful boy. Because he didn't want to blame Naruto.
"One of those lines made such a crack? How is that possible?"
"Oh, you don't believe me?"
Sasuke's skeptical expression answered the question for him. Those black lines were THIN.
"Let's see, how can I convince you…?"
Naruto pursed his lips in thought, looking charmingly spaced out, then his eyes snapped to attention and came to rest on Sasuke. He scooted over until he was sitting beside the Uchiha, and said softly, "Let me kiss you."
"Wh-What?" Sasuke stuttered at this sudden change of topic. Kiss? Naruto? What?
"I said, let me kiss you. It's crucial to what I want to show you, I assure you."
"How?"
Naruto frowned. "It's going to take a long time to explain and I don't feel like doing it. Just don't struggle."
And with that his slim fingers took Sasuke's chin in hand, and Sasuke found a pair of soft lips pressed to his own. He didn't struggle, but he didn't kiss back either. His mind just wandered again to the rumor about the Kyuubi seducing all of the young men as he watched Naruto sigh into the kiss, his eyes turning a bright sapphire blue.
There was another crack, and Naruto pulled away, satisfied. "There." he whispered. "Another one just broke. You heard it, didn't you?" He was still extremely close, invading Sasuke's personal space, but Sasuke had no intention of pulling away. And in any case, he couldn't. Naruto was still holding his chin in fingers, and his grasp was startlingly strong.
"Yes, I did. But it seemed to come from you instead of the room like before…"
Naruto slipped his fingers off of Sasuke's chin, his hand going instead to his chest. "You noticed, huh? Yes, there is a place in my heart that echoes the crack and cries out in pain whenever a bond is snapped. That is what you heard."
His speech pattern was different now, more formal, and Sasuke wondered why...
Now the blonde moved away, leaning his back against the wall. "So, now do you believe me?"
"Yes, I suppose. I heard it with my own ears and I should trust them. But why did you kiss me?"
"Because it was a very effective trigger." And because I wanted to, Naruto added in his mind.
"But why?"
"That's a long story for another day, Sasuke-kun. Right now, let's get you cleaned up and into some new clothes."
Sasuke looked down at his bloodied and torn outfit and couldn't find the will to protest. He wanted some new clothes too, so he stood up when Naruto did and followed him along strange corridors. He still had one more question though.
"Naruto?"
"Hmm?"
"What would've happened if I had touched those strings in that room?"
Naruto didn't break stride, but didn't answer either for a few minutes. Sasuke thought he wasn't going to answer at all, but then he spoke.
"You probably would have been able to break most of the bonds."
How?
"Don't ask why, or how, I won't tell you. I most likely would have died from the pain of separating so abruptly-"
WHAT? I would've Killed Naruto?
"-and the Kyuubi would have broken free."
-still getting over shock of almost killing Naruto, the Kyuubi breaking out doesn't seem so bad-
"You see, there are some specific days during which he can control me, body and mind, but most of the time he lets me have control over myself. That he let my consciousness survive through our unification was in of itself a miracle, but he tells me it's much more entertaining for him to watch me wade through everyday life than to control me all the time."
"You speak to the Kyuubi?"
"Of course. But here we are."
Naruto opened a door, one of the myriads of closed doors throughout this mansion, and revealed an elegantly decorated bathroom, complete with sink, toilet, bathtub, and shower. The blonde flicked on a light switch which turned on a chandelier hanging from the ceiling, which was… REALLY HIGH UP. Sasuke had to crane his neck up in order to see it, and then he gasped. Painted on the slightly curved ceiling was the perfect sky, a clear brilliant blue with white cotton ball clouds. It was the sort of sky Sasuke never had time to appreciate within the busy moments of his life. And on the four walls forming the bathroom were scenes from the four seasons, no, not scenes, whole landscapes full of the little details that formed the essence of each season.
Sasuke was astonished and gaped openly at the spectacle surrounding him, knowing no building anywhere would be able to match it. "This is amazing…" he breathed out.
Naruto smiled as he watched Sasuke's reaction. "Thank you. It took me more than a year to complete this room, now it's one of my two favorite bathrooms in the whole house. I'll show you the other one l-"
"YOU did this?"
"Of course. Kyuubi has no absolutely no sense in interior decorating (a very true fact, by the way), so he left me all of these empty rooms to play with. I've had a lot of fun with them in the century or so I've lived in this house. The bedroom you woke up in before is my haven for peace and I love to just lie in bed after I've woken up and watch the shadows change on the walls. It's beautiful then…"
"…"
Sasuke tried to digest this new information, that this boy had been around for more than a hundred years. Longer than any lifetime he could ever hope to attain. He was speechless.
"Sasuke? Sasuke! Are you all right?"
"Eh? Oh, yeah, I was just thinking."
Naruto cracked a small smile. "You'll have a lot more time to think as you take your bath. Take your time with it; the water never grows cold in this house. All the stuff you need is by the bathtub, when you're done pull that cord over there-" he pointed to said cord, "and I'll come in with some new clothes. Ok?"
Sasuke nodded distantly, only half-aware of what Naruto had said. He had just noticed that the bathtub was now filled with hot steaming water when it had been empty just seconds before, when they had come in, but he said nothing.
The closing of the door brought him back to his senses, Naruto was gone. He stripped quickly out of his dirty clothes, leaving them in a pile on the tile floor. He was too tired to care about the mess. Sasuke stepped carefully into the water, and when he found it to be the temperature most suited to him, he lowered the rest of his body into the comforting warmth, gingerly setting his butt down on the bottom. It still hurt from when Naruto had purposely dropped him. But then, so did the rest of his body from last night.
…Oh boy did that sound wrong. But it was true all the same. His muscles ached from running around and from the natural stress he built up in life. The water felt WONDERFUL. He closed his eyes, relaxing completely. Then he turned his mind to Naruto.
What did he know about him?
1. His full name was Uzumaki Naruto, and he looked like a blonde angel. (These are all proven facts in Sasuke's mind, by the way.)
2. His soul was interwoven with the Kyuubi's, making Naruto the demon's captive and human vessel.
3. Both their souls were in a room he was forbidden to go into now, and surrounded by a sphere of black strings binding the two souls together.
4. Sasuke wanted desperately to go back into that room.
5. Despite being Kyuubi's human vessel, Naruto had control over his body for most of the time, with exceptions, of course.
6. Naruto had fabulous sense as an interior designer and also was somewhat of a genius (understatement) at painting.
7. He had the physical body of a 15-year old or a little older, but had lived for at least a century if not more.
Did that sum it up? Wait, one more…
8. His lips were quite soft and he was a great ki- Wait. Where had that come from?
Sasuke's eyes snapped open, and he stared up at the ceiling. No no NO! What he had MEANT to think was…
8. He seemed to have a history with Sasuke, but refused to divulge any information about it, which was frustrating him to pieces.
Yes, that was it. Sasuke sighed, knowing the soothing warmth was getting to his head. That was the reason he was thinking these foolish thoughts, like how Naruto was a good kisser.
…Though that wasn't technically a LIE. Naruto had very soft lips, almost like smooth velvet, and anybody who had the fortune of being endowed with those would just HAVE to be a good kisser. And he was all so warm too. And way too cuddly for his own good. UGH!
Sasuke massaged his temples, trying to drive these confusing thoughts OUT.
Meanwhile, the object of Sasuke's thoughts was walking through the hallways of the huge palace-like structure, returning to the room he had found Sasuke in a half-hour before. He opened the door slowly and walked in as if preparing to do battle. The purple fog parted before him as before, and he stopped before the sphere filled with light.
Little kit, what brings you here to talk to me so suddenly?
He suddenly growled, annoyed by this greeting. "You know exactly why I'm here, Kyuubi, don't try to hide it."
A soft chuckle rang out inside Naruto's mind. Ah, you're right kit, I know everything. And my my, doesn't your anger blaze out at me. I didn't know I had committed such a serious offence.
"Kyuubi, I'm not just angry, I'm irate."
But I thought you would be happy, kit. After all, I did bring your boyfriend here as you asked.
Another growl came out from the base of Naruto's throat, sounding indisputably menacing. "He is not my boyfriend! He might have been in his past life, but he isn't right now and I'll thank you to stop rubbing it in! And how am I supposed to be happy when I find you trying to kill me, and trying to break free, AND trying to seduce MY Sasuke! I don't care if he isn't my boyfriend, I don't even care if he doesn't ever have feelings for me, just keep your paws OFF HIM!"
Possessive, aren't you?
"You bet your ass I'm possessive! I've waited more than a CENTURY for him!"
So? A century is nothing to me. I've lived through-
"Yes, yes, I know. Thousands of thousands of years, and been a terrorizing demon ever since you were a little kit. You're now the infamous Nine-Tailed Kyuubi, and Konoha's best shinobis hold a hunt for you every year, blah blah blah. You know, I could just kill myself and take you with me."
You don't have the guts for it. And besides, your BELOVED Sasuke is here, and you want to spend as much time as POSSIBLE with him. -gag-
"Pfft, you're just jealous. But really, you touch him, you and me both die."
You and I, Naruto, not you and me.
"…You're really missing the point of this conversation, aren't you?"
No, kit, I just like pushing your buttons. Even after a century I haven't tired of your reactions. You should be proud.
Naruto glared, but a glare's not really effective when the thing you're glaring at is a floating sphere… so he screwed his eyes shut and concentrated. A minute later the outline of a large fox with nine-tails started to show through, and a few moments later Kyuubi was towering over Naruto, his red eyes twinkling with somewhat-malicious amusement. The blonde opened his eyes now, looked up, and told him, "You're too big."
Big is good when terrorizing is your main goal.
"But it isn't right now, and I'm getting a crick in the neck trying to look up at you. Shrink down already! And hopefully into something warm and cuddly…?"
The Kyuubi sniffed disdainfully. What do you humans have with this warm and cuddly obsession? I just don't get it!
But he obliged with Naruto's request, and a few moments later there was a little nine-tailed fox kit sitting on the floor, staring up at Naruto with large sunset-red eyes.
Better?
"Much. You know I can't get enough of you in this form."
Hmph. I know, unfortunately. I haven't forgotten that incident with all that chasing yet, you know. Now you sit down, I'm starting to get a crick in MY neck.
"Hehe, sure." Naruto sat down and held his arms out in an invitation; the Kyuubi, after thinking about it for a while, ran into his arms and sat on his lap, his tails wagging playfully.
You know how much this would destroy my reputation if someone saw me in this form?
"Yes, none, because you'd kill them before they could gasp in surprise." Naruto started rubbing the fox's soft fur, relishing the feel of it between his fingers. The Kyuubi, yes, the infamous Nine-Tailed Kyuubi, closed his eyes and mewled softly. (Great tremendous chorus of AWWWW's. Come on, let me hear it.)
You've got a point there. Now, are you still mad at me?
"Yes. After all, you tried to cause me great pain and suffering."
But I didn't succeed, did I? And you got to kiss Sasuke afterwards. Take that into consideration.
"…But he didn't kiss back!"
You didn't push him hard enough! Now, if I had been in control-
"You would have ravished him right there and I would have strangled you." There was a dangerous glint in Naruto's eye.
Eep! -nervous laugh- Maybe I should get out of this form now…
"What? Don't tell me you're scared!"
Of course not. I just don't like you touching my fur.
"Oh really?" Naruto started caressing each and every one of the little fox's tails, and the Kyuubi just couldn't resist a small purr. The blonde heard it and laughed. "You don't like it? Psht, tell a better lie next time."
-grumble grumble- Insolent brat. You weren't like this when we first made our souls into one…
Naruto stopped stroking and Kyuubi stopped purring. "Of course I wasn't. I was more leaning towards suicidal and heartbroken if you remember."
Oh, right. We aren't supposed to talk about it…
"Uh huh." Silence prevailed over the room while Naruto spaced out, thinking about the past. "Well, I should go. And no, you can't come, because if Sasuke figures out who you are HE'S likely to strangle you."
Oh yeah… so you just expect me to stay here and rot? How boring.
Naruto rolled his eyes. "You can see everything from my eyes, even if I don't let you in my body. What are you grumbling on about? There, go on…" And with a little more prodding the little fox kit jumped off Naruto's lap and started fading back into light, his eyes the last to disappear. Naruto walked out of the room a little later, hearing the automatic lock click in after him.
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Sasuke sighed in bliss, Naruto had been right! The water never did grow cold! It was a miracle! He couldn't stop thinking with exclamation marks! But he should get out; otherwise, his skin would grow wrinkly with the water. He sighed, but slowly climbed out of the tub, grabbing a towel and rubbing himself dry before wrapping the cloth around his waist. When he looked back, there was no trace of water left in the immense bathtub and Sasuke had to blink twice before trusting his eyes.
-blink blink-
Yeah, the water was still not there. That was…unexpected.
Sasuke got over it quickly though, and pulled the cord that Naruto had showed him. Not one second later Naruto shuffled through the door, holding a pile of clothes in one hand and a pair of shoes in the other. Sasuke blanched. Those were his clothes. Those were his shoes. Except… his bloody clothes and shoes were still on the floor. How did Naruto replicate his clothes to perfection?
Naruto, oblivious as he was, didn't notice this. "Here Sasuke." He said, before dumping the clothes into Sasuke's arms and walking out.
-blink blink-
Sasuke decided not to question. He was getting new clothes. And ones that looked just like his own. Right down to his boxers…hmm. But he slipped them on, and, as expected, they fit perfectly. And! And they smelled like his clothes! Which was pretty unbelievable. Nobody knew his unique scent. Or if they knew, they couldn't replicate it. Only Sasuke knew what it consisted of, and he wasn't telling. So…how did Naruto know?
Well, there were two possible solutions. One: Sasuke had worn these clothes before, meaning Naruto had stolen his clothes from his mansion. Not very likely, though it was definitely a possibility.
Two: …Well, there wasn't really a two. Sasuke really didn't think anybody could reproduce his own smell. It wasn't conceit, it was the truth.
So…that didn't really explain anything. Sasuke sighed- there seemed to be a lot of things in this place that couldn't be explained. Why bother?
Sasuke walked out, dirty clothes in one hand, still trying to towel dry his hair with the other. It just became messier, not dryer. -grumble grumble- He found Naruto standing outside, in the hallway that made every single door look the same…
Naruto gave Sasuke a bright smile.
"What are you so happy about?" Sasuke muttered softly as he pushed his dirty things into Naruto's arms.
"Well, I'm not bored, so I'm happy!" Naruto carried them without complaint as he started to walk away. Sasuke followed at his own leisure pace.
"How does that work?"
"I have someone here to talk to. I have someone to help me waste away my time! So I'm not bored! And so I'm happy!"
Naruto flashed Sasuke a brilliant smile again and Sasuke squinted through the bright light it emitted. "So you're bored often?"
"Yep. The Kyuubi and I tire of each other's company sometimes, and we leave each other alone. But then I have no one to talk to! I try to take up my time, but, well, I can't sleep, I don't eat, and I'm hyper!"
"You…don't…sleep…or…eat…?"
"Eh? Oh, yeah. You didn't know? I thought they taught that stuff in the academy, all that about Kyuubi…"
"No, they…don't." Sasuke took a deep breath. Why was he reacting like this? Really, why? He should be remembering these facts and storing them in his mind for further use! Not gawking at them all shocked like this! But…they made Naruto just seem more inhuman. All the more like Kyuubi. All the more unreachable…
"Hey, Sasuke. Sasuke!"
"Hmm?" He looked up into worried eyes.
"Are you going to run away screaming now?"
"What gave you that idea?"
"W-Well," he said with that adorable stutter, "that's what usually happens, I guess, when my guests don't know that I don't need food or rest. And I stopped telling them, but I thought you might take it better…"
"Oh, so I'm special?" That made Sasuke feel better…
"Yeah, I guess you are. Though…well…" Sasuke hung onto his every word. "…nevermind."
"WHAT?"
"What?"
"You don't get to get me all excited like that and not tell me what you're thinking!"
Naruto let out a short snort. "Of course I can! You're living under MY roof! I can kick you out!"
"Yes, but then I'd be free and not stuck here! I'm not LIVING here, you're keeping me PRISONER!"
"Oh, so you'd rather go back to your precious VILLAGE than live here in luxury with ME?"
"YES! I'd choose that in an INSTANT!" It was almost a reflex, how Sasuke defended his village. Konoha needed him. And Konoha was always his first priority. Right?
RIGHT? Sasuke sighed wearily, then looked up to see the silent commotion before him. It was...scary.
Naruto's eyes flashed, his nostrils flared, and his lips thinned. Before Sasuke's surprised eyes, his eyes started to darken and flashes of red could be seen. His stance suggested danger and tension, and his hair seemed to stand up with all the electricity that was floating around in the air.
A loud crack tore the air. More strings tearing? Naruto didn't flinch a bit. Instead, he spoke. No, it wasn't he. The voice was different. More guttural and low. And on his cheeks…there were whisker marks.
"Stupid, stupid move to make, Uchiha Sasuke." the new voice called out. "Tutt tutt tutt. Way to stir up Naruto. But I do have to thank you. He hasn't let down his barriers this much ever since…well, a long time ago." A malicious smirk spread upon Naruto's face, looking brutally out of place there.
"You know who I am, don't you, Uchiha Sasuke?"
Sasuke tried to glare. "Of course. You're… the Kyuubi."
Another smirk. "You're right. And you know if I wanted to I could kill you right now, don't you?"
Sasuke gulped. That was the truth. "But you won't."
His eyes narrowed. "How do you know?"
"Because I'm Naruto's guest, aren't I? You didn't kill me during the hunt because you were going to bring me here, and now you're not going to kill me because Naruto would get mad…" That sounded pitiful even to Sasuke's ears. Why would the Kyuubi care if Naruto got mad, if he indeed got mad in the first place? He was his prisoner.
Kyuubi let out a short vicious laugh. "You're something, Uchiha Sasuke. You dare to talk back to the Nine-Tailed Kyuubi when you know Naruto's not going to save you…" He took a step forward. Sasuke stood his ground, and Kyuubi let out another laugh.
Then a second later Sasuke was pressed against a whitewashed wall, and Kyuubi was only two inches away, and Sasuke could see his eyes were a dark purple. Just like that room…
He glared, but then Kyuubi put an arm against his neck and pressed just slightly, cutting off some of his air.
"You know, I don't know what Naruto sees in you at ALL. I tell him to get a mate, a FEMALE one, and move on already! But he doesn't listen! Oh no! He just has to wait for his precious Sasuke!" Kyuubi wrinkled his nose. "Stupid baka Naruto…why wait for someone that already broke his heart?"
"W-What?" Sasuke just had to burst in on this. What was the Kyuubi TALKING ABOUT? "I b-broke his heart? But how?" His protests were steadily growing softer as his air was cut off more and more.
"Hmph. Useless mortal boy. You don't need to know this. And I guess I can't exactly kill you after all.." His arm came off and Sasuke coughed, needing the air. He tried to struggle against the Kyuubi's hold, (his arms were pinned to his sides and the Kyuubi's body was pressed up against his) but it was useless. The Kyuubi's hands felt like steel and his grip was crushing, a lot stronger than Naruto's.
"So then what are you going to do?" Sasuke asked softly, his voice raspy.
"Hmm? Oh, you mean to you?" the Kyuubi smirked. How annoying was that expression? "I'm going to erase your memory. Otherwise Naruto will…well, I'm going to erase your memory."
With that Kyuubi clamped his mouth onto Sasuke's in a hungry kiss, and Sasuke tried hard to stay still. It wasn't as easy as when Naruto had kissed him. It was much more forceful, making it much harder to not respond. And both his arms were still pinned to the wall. He tried to struggle. It wasn't working. He closed his eyes and prayed this was going to be over quickly. Very, very quickly.
Then Sasuke felt something cold touch his forehead, and his eyes opened just in time for him to see that it was Kyuubi's slender finger before he fell unconscious. At the same time, Kyuubi gave Naruto back his control of his body just in time for him to catch Sasuke as he was falling. Naruto spent one moment in silence then started cursing the Kyuubi to hell and back.
"That bloody -censored censored censored- fox! -Censored- HIM! -censored censored-" And so on and so forth. All this loud swearing, however, did not cause Sasuke to stir a bit, and Naruto knew nothing was going to do that for a while, at least a few hours. And he just went on swearing as he carried the unconscious Sasuke in his arms, away to another room, where he threw the dark-haired Uchiha down on the bed almost callously, then turned to walk away, but then stopped. Naruto sighed. He was angry at the Uchiha, yes, terribly angry.
But he couldn't mistreat him. So Naruto turned back, took off Sasuke's shoes, and tucked him under the covers. The Uchiha could sleep in socks and shorts and all that. Naruto allowed the vicious part of his mind that one small victory.
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A/N: Well, that was long, at least for me. And I think it's moving very fast...hmm.
Thank you for reading, thank you very very much if you think you're going to continue reading. If you would like to, review. It would make me very happy.