Side fics to Drafted: Justice
Pairing: Naru/Sasu
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: "Naruto', don't own it; not mine. I just borrow Masashi's characters and replace them in naughty positions, and I mean really naughty positions.
Summary: Little one-shots depicting Naruto and Sasuke's life after "Drafted."
A/N PLEASE READ: Veritas Aequitas; it's Latin. Veritas et Aeuqtias - Verity and Equity - Truth and Justice. Okay, so you guys know how Naruto had VERITAS (truth) on his back in Summer Camp and it is fitting to him, right? Well, considering what Sasuke just went through in Drafted, securing justice for his family, this is where the 'Aeuqtias' comes in.
Un-Beta'd.
Taking a deep breath, Sasuke pushed in the door to the store that said 'Ink Station' in fancy gothic words splashed across the store front's frozen-glass windows. He had debated on this for the last six months, ever since he had gone back to the Military Camp in Hokkaido. Since they had lost two months in Kyuushu, the five had spent another two months from April, alone in the camp, where their program had truly ended, to June.
He had graduated with honors with his other friends just last week. Not one professor had blinked an eye at that, as he, Neji, Shikamaru, and Gaara had been in the spotlight for the very second they had set foot on the camp soil.
Nagato had put in his recommendation for CIA training in the USA and he was all for it, just like all his friends were. Naruto and Kiba at Mt. Fuji were drafted into the program as well, just as TenTen was, but while the Inuzuka and the weapons dealer were all for the CIA training, Naruto had told him he was enlisting in the Marines.
Sasuke had no doubt that the corps would snatch him up before he could even get halfway through saying his name. Hell, he had been part of a ring that had broken a terrorist ring apart and furthermore, his father Namikaze Minato, god rest his soul, had been one of them. Well army but hell, it was the same when it came down to it.
It would be thirteen weeks for Naruto at Parris Island Recruit Depot, SC for the soldier and if Naruto chose to get a specialty, he did not know how the fuck long it would take them to get through it all. But hell, since he had gone six months without Naruto and he knew their bond was stronger than ever, he knew he could survive it. He was slated to go to the Kent School for Intelligence Analysis in the CIA University and he was not even sure how long that could be, as it was a career-long program.
But they had to make it work. It HAD to work. He had gone through long, long empty nights without his lover in his bed, without him inside him, and had survived only with Skype calls, jerking off and the assurance that he and Naruto would be together soon.
He was slated to leave Japan and land in Virginia in the next month and he wanted this done before Naruto could come to Honshu- where his hotel room was and where they would meet up- and then get shipped out. The tingling bell instantly irked him as any cheerful noise rubbed raw against his nerves. He eyed a receptionist, a lady with dark purple hair and three piercings, one in her eyebrow, one in her nose, and her lip, all done with tasteful silver studs.
She eyed him, "Can I help you?"
"I need a tattoo," Sasuke said plainly, "And I have a month to work with."
"Work…with?" She said slowly before smiling, "Oh, girlfriend coming to see you and you want her name on your skin?"
Sasuke snorted, "Hell no, I'm gay. But it's something like that. See my boyfriend-" and fucking hell did it feel it feel so right to say that- "-has a tattoo on his back with the word VERITAS, I want to get Aeuqtias on my arm."
Her eyes danced up, "Truth and Justice huh?"
"You know Latin?"
"I know the Boondock Saints if that's what you mean," she replied. "But sure, do you have stencil or pattern you want it done in or do you want the artist to do it by judgment?"
"No," Sasuke said while pulling out a carefully folded piece of paper. It had taken him fifteen tries to get the same gothic script on Naruto's back to draw this but it was perfect, "I need this outlined in black and filled in with dark blue."
She took it and smiled, "Great, just let me get Deidara to draw it up to stencil it out for you and then-"
"What?" Sasuke snapped as his eyes narrowed, "Deidara… Atsuki?"
"You know him?"
Great, Sasuke huffed, fucking great! Itachi's fucking ex. Of all the fucking tattoo parlors in all of fucking Honshu, I had to walk into his. Motherfuck.
"Yeah…" Sasuke mumbled. "I know him."
"Well, get yourself a chair and he'll be right with you," She said and gestured for him to take a chair in the waiting room.
Taking the padded chair offered, Sasuke sat and hunched over himself. He had to do this. It was not only for sealing his relationship with Naruto…it was for him. He had finally gotten justice for his family from fucking Orochimaru and his cronies and closure. He needed this justice burnt into his skin. It was going to be the black reminder that he had gotten justice for what had haunted him for over eight years.
"Sasuke?" a light feminine voice, noted coming from a man, called out with noted shock.
The Uchiha looked up to a slender figure in tight jeans and a belly shirt over golden skin. Deidara had the same blond hair falling over one eye and the high ponytail. He lifted a hand up to brush his hair away from a sky-blue eye, "Haven't seen you in a few years, un."
"Hello Deidara," Sasuke said calmly, "How have you been?"
They both knew it was not a direct crack at the blonde's infidelity against his brother Itachi but though there was some undertext, neither acknowledged it. "Um, good enough. C'mon, let me get you that tattoo, un."
He stood and followed the blond who was swaying his hips like a perpetual twink and Sasuke rolled his eyes. They got to a backroom where the smell of disinfectant leather and metal instruments. He sat on the chair and tugged up his arm where he wanted the tattoo and watched as Deidara pinned his hair up and took up the stencil. It was made perfectly and Sasuke had to admit-grudgingly- that Deidara was a wonderful artist.
The blonde took his seat and dabbed a cotton swab with disinfectant and ran it over his arm. Deidara was nibbling on his lower lip as he applied the stencil. He visibly swallowed and his eyes were down, "How's…Itachi?"
Sasuke breathed as the stencil was pulled off, "Engaged." He said then looked to Deidara, "Look Deidara, we all knew you and Itachi would not work out. Yeah, I was pissed but now…no that he's found the love of his life, I don't care anymore. It's all forgiven."
Deidara sighed and nodded, "Just relax, this might not take long. It's nice that your skin is pale, this will look wonderful."
'Not long' took Sasuke two hours and Deidara, the perfectionist he was, had agonized over every stroke and every line. When he was done, Deidara wrapped the tattoo in clean gauze and gave Sasuke information on how to keep it clean.
Nodding, Sasuke said, "Thanks."
Tugging his sleeve over the inked arm, Sasuke stood and was about to head out when he turned. "We're okay, Deidara."
The blond smiled and went to wiping down his station and disinfecting his equipment. Sasuke went back to his hotel smiling and after a light dinner, a Skype call with Itachi who was in wedding planning, groom-zilla mode, and a few texts to Naruto, he went to bed smiling.
Four Weeks Later
Just like that time at the Elgin guesthouse when Sasuke was nervous with Naruto return to him, he was sitting on the edge of the bed with his leg bouncing. This was it, this was another turning point in his and Naruto's relationship. The tattoo was healed but sensitive as he might have used some hacks to make the tattoo heal faster.
He heard the door get knocked on and he stood up with air stuck in his lungs. He opened the door and looking at his boyfriend, nineteen-year-old Naruto and felt frozen in his place. Sasuke liberally drank in golden skin and even brighter golden hair. His blue eyes blinked and a smile tugged at his peach lips, "Gonna let me in or something? I don't think fucking you in this hallway is legal."
Rolling his eyes, Sasuke stepped away and let him in. Just like with the room in Elgin, Naruto dumped his duffel in the inside and took Sasuke into his arms. They only hugged at first but then when Naruto's nose nudged his, he tiled his head up to a warm, longed for and craved kiss. His hands slipped up muscled biceps and across broad shoulders to dig into thick hairs and plaster his mouth on Naruto's. The kiss became hard and Naruto was plundering his mouth with his tongue.
Sasuke was walked back to the nearest wall and then one hundred and eighty pounds of hard muscles and harder cock pressed into him. Lust was a bonfire in Sasuke's mind but he had to stop them. Pushing Naruto away for an inch he said. "Fuck I've missed you."
Naruto tilted his head a curious look on his face, "Me too…what's wrong, baby?"
"Come with me," Sasuke said and tugged Naruto into the bedroom. There he had two mirrors placed very strategically and asked Naruto to take his shirt off. The Uzumaki was clearly confused but he did it anyway. When the dark VERITAS tattoo was bare, Sasuke said over a dry throat.
"You got that tattoo because you of the hardship of your childhood, right," Sasuke said. "The truth of it all is there in every scar and burn mark on your body…"
Naruto nodded, "Yeah, why?"
Sasuke stepped away and took off his shirt and shifted his arm to Naruto where the gothic AEUQTIAS was written in the same gothic script Naruto had on his back, "I got this because I needed justice and I found it. With your help, I finally got the justice for my family I needed, Naruto."
The Uzumaki turned to him with wonder in his eyes. He swallowed, "You did… we all did."
Sasuke lifted his hand to Naruto's face and traced his thumb over Naruto's cheek and then his lip. "Your truth and my justice."
"My truth and your justice," Naruto smiled before kissing him deeply.
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