Chapter Ten
Morning. The soft hush of night fell away to the rise of the sun in the East. Its rays peeked over the horizon, dying the sky a colorful orange hue. Birds woke, chirping their melody and taking flight in search of food. The morning burst of people waking and the rush of office workers heading in for work. Mornings should be bright with a smile of a brand new day, except it was always the worst time of the day for Naruto. Mornings were not his forte and probably won't ever be. However, today was different. It felt different. There was only one day left before the kids went back to school to start their second term. And...and he needed to see Sasuke because last night's dream left him feeling deprived of the man. He woke with an energy he never knew he had for mornings. His body on autopilot as he washed up and made his way over to Sasuke's apartment. He knocked, waiting patiently. His ears perked at the sound of the door unlocking. He hoped it was Sasuke and not the girls because it would be awkward trying to explain to them why he was there so early. To his luck, Sasuke appeared before him. His hair was still slightly damp. He must have showered, he thought and was proven correct as the fresh scent of soap—of Sasuke's soap—drifted over him. He always thought Sasuke didn't need cologne. He already smelled good without those overly strong chemicals.
His lover blinked and greeted, "Morning...you're here early."
"Good morning. Are the girls awake?" he asked. He rocked back and forth on his feet. His hands clasped behind his back as he waited for Sasuke who looked behind his shoulder, then turned back to him with a shake of his head. A second passed. Then he was shoving Sasuke inside. He grinned mirthfully when Sasuke clamped his mouth to a tight line to stop a yelp. Naruto wrapped his arms around him, pressed him against the side wall at the doorway entry, and kissed him hard. Sasuke was surprised, but eventually melted into his kiss. Arms wrapped around at his hips, pulling him closer till their bodies molded. Naruto hummed in delight, ravishing his lover's lips and mouth. Sloppy and messy, but delectable. Sasuke tasted of coffee—bitter, but addicting. But that wasn't what he wanted to taste. He could drink coffee anytime and enjoy it by itself, but not this. He wanted to taste Sasuke. Just him. His smell, his sweat, everything.
He broke from the kiss, dragging his tongue over skin, tracing Sasuke's jawline down to his chin and nibbling at the flesh. Salty, but oh so addicting. He wanted more. He was ready to drop to his knees, but Sasuke stopped him. A hand pressed against his chest, pushing him away. Blinking in confusion, he looked up at his lover. Sasuke was panting, still catching his breath.
"You..." Sasuke started, "what's gotten into you this morning?"
"I missed you," Naruto said.
"We just saw each other yesterday."
"But I missed you sleeping next to me. I'm feeling...feeling..." Naruto straightened his back. His fingers wiggled as he grasped for the word. "I'm having withdrawals." He frowned seriously.
Sasuke stared. His sudden huff of laugh caught Naruto off guard. Sasuke shook his head all the while taking him by the hand and leading him to the bedroom. "I would tell you that is just ridiculous, but—"
Sasuke stopped himself from finishing his sentence as he swapped their position so his back was to the bedroom door. He closed it quietly behind him with one hand. Within the span of one second, Sasuke's blank expression shifted. A smirk played on his lips. His eyes glinted with mischief. Naruto gulped. He may have woken a tiger. A pair of hands pushed against his chest. His feet moved, taking one step back and then another and another. The back of his knees knocked against the edge of the bed. He faltered, catching himself, but Sasuke pushed him again. Naruto flopped onto the bed inelegantly. Unable to utter a sound, he propped himself on his elbows. His eyes trained on Sasuke. He couldn't tear them away.
"Probably wouldn't be good for the girls if they woke up and found you on your knees," Sasuke said huskily.
His raven haired lover stripped for him, tugging slowly at his white button down shirt. He pulled them from the constrains of his black slacks. One by one, he unbuttoned. Nauto swallowed. Too slow. He lunged. His hand gripped the shirt and he pulled. Buttons flew, scattering across the floor. He barely noticed Sasuke's shock. Lips smashed into a heated kiss. Hands smothered over skin. Sasuke straddled him, knees on either side of his legs. His lips found his way to Sasuke's collarbone. He nipped, marking his lover. Smiling into his trailing kisses, he reveled in Sasuke's gasp. Down to his chest, he bit Sasuke's right nipple. Sasuke grunted. A low growl rumbled from Sasuke's throat as his hands tangled into his blond hair and tugged roughly. Painful, but Naruto found it a little arousing. He had no idea he had a kink for that. Chuckling low, he moved to the other side. His mouth hovered over the left nub, ready to chomp.
"Dad?" Sarada's voice drifted through the door followed by a knock.
"Shit," Naruto whispered. "Did you lock the door?"
"No," Sasuke replied quickly. He clambered off, but didn't seem to be in a rush. He adjusted his shirt, but seemingly remembered the broken buttons.
Naruto whispered sheepishly, "Sorry about that."
Sasuke arched a brow at him. His lover shrugged his shoulder and removed the shirt. He grabbed a new one from the closet and slipped it on. Readjusting their clothes and hair, they fixed themselves. After confirming with one another, Sasuke opened the door.
"Good morning," Sasuke greeted.
"Mor—Uncle Naruto?" Sarada's brows raised in surprise.
"Uh, good morning Sarada," Naruto greeted.
"Naruto was over because I had something to discuss with him," Sasuke replied smoothly. "It's about work."
"Oh. Okay...I was just checking since you're usually up early."
"Where is Himawari?"
"She's in the restroom. Did you want me to make breakfast if you still need to talk to Uncle Naruto?"
"Please and thank you."
Sarada nodded and turned to leave. Sasuke shut the door, then turned to him. Naruto sighed in relief. Rolling his shoulder, he released the tension. "Thank goodness you had an excuse."
"Actually, I wasn't really lying. I really do need to talk to you about my work," Sasuke said as he made his way over to the bed and sat down beside him.
"Oh? What is it?"
"I'm heading in to work today for a meeting. I was requested to go on a business trip to Kyoto. It will be a two day trip and I was hoping if you could watch Sarada for me during the time I'm not here."
"Of course. I don't mind at all. Is it for a client?"
"Yes. Apparently it's a prominent figure in the Diet."
"Big job?"
"Yes. Can't mess it up."
"When do you leave?"
"Tomorrow."
"So soon."
"Yes. Sorry, I didn't get the chance to tell you."
"It's fine. I'll miss you."
"It's only for two days. You'll be fine, but...I'm concerned about Boruto." Sasuke frowned. "Do you think he will be fine with Sarada around?"
"Hmm." Naruto crossed his arm across his chest. "It should be fine. If anything, I'm sure he feels guilty for saying those things to Sarada and will eventually apologize. I don't think he has anything against her."
"So just me then."
"Ah, not you necessarily. More like...us."
Naruto sighed. There wasn't an easier way of putting it. And just saying it out loud was almost frightening. The what ifs filled his mind insistently. He tried to push the thoughts away, but they kept coming back. He sighed again, running his hand through his hair. A sudden headache began to throb at the base of his skull. He rolled his head, pressing his hand to his neck. Maybe he was over thinking it and stressing.
"Hm? What's wrong?" Sasuke asked.
"I just have a headache now," Naruto replied nonchalantly.
"Hmm." Sasuke hummed as he got up from the bed and opened the drawer of the end table beside the table. He took out a bottle of aspirin and handed it to Naruto. "Take one and then rest up. Don't worry so much about Boruto."
"You're not...worried? What if Boruto never accepts us?" Naruto took the bottle of pills from Sasuke and popped it open.
"That's a what if scenario and a very negative one. Aren't you suppose to be the more positive one out of us?" His lover arched a brow at him, arms crossed.
"This is my son and he tends to be stubborn." Naruto rolled a pill in the palm of his hand. He stared at the white tablet for a moment then sighed as the headache worsened. "Sorry, I guess I am being negative. I'm just scared that he won't...you know, accept us. I mean, I'm sure he's okay with same sex couples. His grandparents are both men after all. I just don't think he was ready for me to be in a new relationship."
"Yeah." Sasuke agreed. He moved to sit beside him once more and leaned in to kiss his cheek. "I want to talk to Boruto when I come back from my trip, is that okay?"
Naruto blinked as he turned to look at his lover. "Not sure if he will be ready to talk to you, but I'll try to convince him."
"Thank you. Well, I have to go. Go check up on Boruto."
Naruto nodded. They shared one last kiss before they separated and got up to leave the room. He took the pill before leaving, but on his way out Sarada stopped him and handed him a bag. She muttered shyly that it was breakfast. Naruto smiled gently. He patted her head affectionately. "Thank you. You're a very good girl. I'm sorry again about Boruto."
"Boruto is Boruto. He's not a bad person. He's kind in his own way and I'm sure he'll come around once he gets over whatever it is that's bothering him," Sarada said.
"You think so?"
"Yes. I'm sure he will. I'll just give him some space until then."
He couldn't help, but pat her head one more time. Finally leaving, returning to his apartment room. He found Boruto in the kitchen rummaging through the fridge. Naruto announced he had return and held up the bag of breakfast Sarada had packed for them. Boruto didn't say anything in return, but he did help him take out the food and set the table. When they sat down to eat, it was silent and awkward. It was as if he didn't even know his own son. Naruto sighed. He put his chopsticks down and looked at Boruto firmly. His son tried to look away, his eyes cast to the food so they wouldn't meet his, but Naruto didn't give up. Eventually, Boruto gave up and looked up with a quirked brow. Seeing his son's haughty attitude, he chuckled.
"What?" Boruto asked, slightly annoyed.
"Nothing. Finish eating first," Naruto said, deciding he could leave their discussion for after breakfast.
Breakfast finished in a much lighter tone than when they began. He was glad for that, but as he watched Boruto's tiny back while he placed the dishes into the sink, he sighed inwardly. It was now or never. "Boruto..." he called out quietly. He noticed the back of his son tense at his voice. "I was talking to Sasuke earlier. He's going to be on a work trip tomorrow, so Sarada is going to stay with us for a bit. But he mentioned that he wanted to talk to you, probably after he comes back from his trip. Do you think you can do that?"
Boruto turned to face him. His brows were furrowed. Everything about his body language told Naruto that his son was not going to comply easily. Unsure of what else to do, he scratched his chin thoughtfully. Humming under his breath, a thought came to him. It wasn't one he liked very much, but he had no other choice. Sasuke probably wouldn't be too happy, but he was a father first. Leaning toward the table, Naruto folded his arms atop the cool surface. "Please do this one favor for me. Just talk to Sasuke or if you rather, you can just listen And if...and if you aren't satisfied, then I'll...break it off with Sasuke. You're my son. I want you to be happy. I want our family to be happy."
It took a moment, but Boruto agreed with a nod of his head. Partially relieved, Naruto stood from the chair, but a wave of dizziness stilled him. A hand to his forehead, he steadied himself against the table. The headache went from a small throb in the back of his head to a pounding annoyance.
"What's wrong?" Boruto asked.
"Just a headache," he replied with a wave of his head so his son wouldn't be concerned. "I'll sleep it off since I already took a pill. Anyways, since Sarada will be staying with us...what will you do?" Naruto forced himself to look at Boruto even though his head was painfully hurting now. The slightest movement made it worst.
"Ah!" Boruto flushed. He scrambled out of the kitchen and returned with his jacket. "I...um...I'm going to go out for a bit. Don't work too hard, Dad. I'll clean up, so you just go ahead and rest. I'll wake you up later and if you still have a headache, call in." Boruto quickly slipped on his jacket and shoes, then waved a goodbye before leaving the apartment.
Naruto blinked. He chuckled under his breath as he slowly made his way to his room, trying his best not to jostle as much in hopes to prevent further aggravating his headache. He was near the bedroom door when his vision blurred for a moment. He pressed his fingers to his temple, rubbing it softly. He hadn't been stressing as much—not since he met Sasuke and got together with him. But when he did, the stress usually caused a lot of pain similar to the one he was having. Since it had been so long, he wasn't quite use to it. He waited a beat and after his vision returned, he continued to his room where he crawled back into bed and fell asleep.
He woke up some time later to a shake. It shook his head and he winced. The headache was still there. Opening his eyes slowly, he saw a blurry figure. He couldn't tell who it was at first, but his vision cleared. Boruto stood beside his bed, brows furrowed in concern.
"Still hurt?" Boruto asked.
"Yeah. What time is it?" Naruto asked groggily.
"Thirty minute till you leave for work. Did you want to call in?"
"Probably. Can you get my cell phone for me?"
"Yeah."
Boruto's footsteps hurriedly disappeared, but returned quickly with his cell in hand. Naruto took it from him and called Teuchi. He didn't want to call in sick since he was still technically a new employee, but his headache was making it impossible to even get up. Thankfully, Teuchi was okay with him taking the day off. He set his phone on the bedside table as Boruto stood by, asking if he needed anything, but he assured his son he was okay and just needed rest. Boruto left, leaving him to sleep again. Sometime later, he woke to Himawari pressing her forehead against his. Chuckling, he sat up slowly. Sighing, he ruffled her head.
"Are you okay, daddy?" Himawari asked.
Her voice sounded so tiny and worried that it hurt him to hear it. He smiled, hoping it would relieve her. "I'm fine. Just let me sleep a little more okay?"
"Yeah. You haven't eaten anything though."
"Not that hungry." His response seem to shock Himawari even more to concern. He sheepishly smiled at his daughter. "Really, Himawari. I'm fine. Don't worry so much. Did Sarada pack her bag to stay for the night?"
"Uh huh. Uncle Sasuke told her that he was going to be away for two days starting tomorrow. Big brother apologized for being mean and even gave her an apology gift."
"Oh? What did he give her?"
"A limited edition BTS poster."
"BTS?"
"A k-pop group."
Blinking, Naruto stared at his daughter. "Okay. I'm just going to pretend I know what that is. At least they made up."
"Yup! Okay, I'll leave now. You go back to sleep." Himawari climbed onto the bed and hugged him tightly. She pressed a light kiss to his cheek, then climbed back down and left the room in a flurry.
He shook his head, but immediately regretted it when another shot of pain twinged in the base of his skull. Groaning, he lay back down, allowing sleep to take him once more. When the next he woke, it was dark. A cool hand pressed against his forehead, seemingly taking away the slow throb of his headache. He sighed, turning his head to the hand. Eyes focusing in the dark, he found a pair of onyx eyes filled with concern. He smiled at his lover. "Hey, you're back," he greeted as he tried to sit up.
Sasuke pressed a hand on his shoulder, making him lay back down. "No need to get up. Himawari stayed up to fetch me when I got back saying you weren't feeling too well and stayed home. Was it the headache?"
"Yeah. I took the aspirin, but it was really bad. I thought I should just sleep it off."
"Did you take anything else?"
"No. Head hurt too much to get up."
"Did you eat?"
As if on cue, his stomach rumbled. Blushing, Naruto replied, "No."
"I'll make you something to eat. Sleep for a bit longer."
Sasuke got up, leaving him to rest again. It didn't take long before Sasuke was nudging him awake again. He helped him sit up, then gave him a bowl of porridge. Naruto tried to take it, but his arm had somehow gone numb, nearly making him drop the bowl. Thinking he had slept on it, Naruto told Sasuke and to his surprise, Sasuke took the bowl from him and scooped up a spoonful to feed him.
"You're hand feeding me?" Naruto asked in awe.
Sasuke arched a brow. "Did you not want me to?"
"No. I mean, yes I want you to." Naruto grinned, letting himself be spoiled by his lover. The soft clinks of the spoon scraping against the ceramic bowl resonated through the room like a soothing beat. As if it was medicine in itself, the clinks had put him in a lull. One spoonful by one spoonful, Sasuke fed him till the porridge was done. Another aspirin and a cup of water later, Naruto felt better than before. Smiling, he thanked Sasuke. But his as lover got up to leave, he felt another throb. Not in his head, but a tug at his heart. He reached out, grabbing Sasuke by the arm to prevent him from leaving. When Sasuke glanced at him questioningly, he pulled slightly. "Stay," he whispered. "The kids are asleep, they won't know. You're leaving early tomorrow anyway, right? Bags packed and all?"
"Yes," Sasuke answered. "Let me put the dishes away and I'll come back."
Nodding, Naruto released his hold and watched anxiously as Sasuke left the room. He returned as promised and crawled into bed with him. He allowed himself to be pulled into Sasuke's arms. His lover's smell washed over him and his warmth enveloped him. Naruto sighed contently. He missed this. He missed Sasuke. He snuggled closer, tucking his head under Sasuke's chin. "I missed you," he whispered.
"Me too," Sasuke softly said into his ears.
"I'm going to miss you even more during your two day work trip."
A tremble vibrated through him as Sasuke chuckled quietly. Warm, comforting fingers combed through his hair, massaging his scalp every now and then. It was relaxing enough to nearly put him to sleep again. His eyelids drooped, but he forced himself awake again. He still had things to discuss with Sasuke. "...I spoke to Boruto." He said quietly.
"And?" Sasuke asked.
"He agreed, but..." Naruto bit his lower lip. He didn't want to tell Sasuke, but it was better not to hide anything. "I told him if he wasn't satisfied with the talk, then I would break things off between us."
The words left his mouth in a slight bitterness, leaving a strained air around them. Silence. A soft exhale followed, then Sasuke was moving so they could see each other. However, Naruto couldn't bear to look at him. Sasuke held his chin, forcing him to look at the other. He struggled against it, but strong hands lifted his chin up, letting their eyes connect. His lips pressed into thin lines. How could he apologize? He tried to push away, but Sasuke held on firmly, pulling Naruto toward him once more. "Sasuke," he whimpered, not wanting to be held by his beautiful lover. And then a gasp escaped his mouth. Warm lips pressed against his, moving gently. A hot tongue invade his mouth, taking him tenderly, but passionately. Naruto pulled away for a gasp of air. He felt himself being rolled onto his back. Sasuke lay on top of him, taking him into another kiss. Soft and gentle, but filled with unsaid words. Sweet, but bitter because there was apology needed for choosing the responsibility of a parent. Sasuke understood why he had agreed to break things off with him if Boruto wasn't happy. If he was in the same situation, Sasuke would have done the same. He knew and Sasuke knew.
Desperate hands explored under shirts, traveling over quivering muscles. Their lips separated long enough so their shirts could be removed, but met once more in fervor. Sasuke's hands left a fiery trail where ever it touched. They glided over his collar bone, shoulders, arms, and towards his hands. With their hands clasped tightly, Sasuke pulled them till they rested beside his head. Their tongues danced in twists and rolls, dragging a yearning moan from his throat. He rolled his hips, brushing their arousal briefly. They both gasped and then their hands were scrambling to remove anything that kept their skin apart. Pants removed, tossed into the air and somewhere in the room, they came back together with a sigh. Naruto spread his legs, letting Sasuke lay flat against him. Flesh against flesh, they kissed again. His hands wrapped around Sasuke's strong back, etching the rolling muscles into his fingertips. Down his back to Sasuke's thrusting hips and finally his clenching ass. He thrust, meeting his lover's grinding. Erection against erection, Sasuke gasped. His lover's sensual tongue escaped their tango and found its way to his chin. Naruto moaned as his burning tongue licked its way down to his neck, sucking and biting to leave its mark in a bruised circle.
"Mine," Sasuke whispered gutturally.
"Yours," Naruto confirmed. "Always yours, Sasuke." And then he was chanting Sasuke's name as their bodies rolled and bumped. Thrust for thrust, they met in a frenzy. "Sasuke, I'm—!"
"Me too."
They groaned as they climaxed together. A mix of their messy stickiness stuck between their abdomen. Naruto opened his mouth, wanting another kiss and Sasuke gave it to him—a kiss of pure lust and passion, so wanton that if he was younger, he would be sprouting another erection. He whimpered when Sasuke lifted himself a bit to swipe at their mess. Sasuke brought it up for them to see. Naruto gulped, taking the fingers and sucking them them clean. Sasuke's eyes widen in surprise, but it didn't stop him. Naruto smirked, flicking his tongue between the fingers and sliding them in between in a thrusting motion. To the tip of the index finger, he sucked once, twice, and then he swallowed down to the knuckle, bobbing his head. He could see his lover's eyes darken, clouded with a haze of desire. Releasing the finger with a pop, he pushed Sasuke and rolled them again so he was on top and straddling him. It was his turn now because once wasn't enough—never enough.
Sometime later in the night once they were cleaned and dressed again, they cuddled close in bed, hands tightly bound. Naruto brought their clasped hands to his lips, brushing them against Sasuke's knuckles. "I'll trust that you can somehow persuade Boruto," he whispered.
"Not really persuade. More like trying to make him understand because this isn't just a one time thing."
"Mmm."
"Enough of this talk. Go to sleep. I don't want your migraine to come back."
"I don't think it will now. My stress went away when we threw ourselves at each other."
"Are you saying sex is the best medicine?"
"Isn't it?" Naruto innocently looked at Sasuke, bringing a smile to his lover's face.
"Of course," Sasuke answered sarcastically with a roll of his eyes. "Now sleep."
Chuckling, Naruto pressed himself a little closer. Hands still entwined, he fell into a peaceful slumber. And when he woke again, refreshed and no longer in pain, Sasuke was gone, leaving behind a fading warmth to show that he was there. His hand touched the lingering heat. A smile flitted across his face as he remembered last night. Laying down, the scent of Sasuke wafted over him. He sighed into the pillow. Regret pang somewhere in the back of his mind. He had hoped to wake up in time to see Sasuke off. He would surely miss him. Sitting back up, he noticed a piece of white paper on the end table. He reached for it, grabbing the note and bringing it closer. Sasuke's neat handwriting covered one line. I'll miss you. I'll call when I can. Naruto broke into another smile. Bringing the paper toward his face, he pressed a kiss to the letters. Two days shouldn't be too horrible, he hoped.
A/N: As an apology for not updating for a long time, I'm updating two chapters. Enjoy!