Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, or any of its associated characters!
Summary: COMPLETE (new chapter up everyday - total of 35 chapters!). Sasuke's a writer whose been writing the same words for years. He's tired, he's annoyed, and his money situation is...pretty messed up, even by student standards. Enter Naruto. Modern AU (College/University), Sasunaru/Narusasu. Posted for Sasuke's birthday!
A/N: Another fun one! Hope you guys enjoy :)
Enter Naruto
Chapter 15: Humble
About a week later, they were still at Sasuke's place.
They had spent every night together, so far, since they had started dating. Every time they had had the option, Sasuke hadn't wanted to leave—and he definitely hadn't wanted Naruto to leave…it's not like he really minded that Naruto's clothes had started showing up in his place, and Naruto certainly hadn't seemed to mind when he had shown up today and Sasuke had happened to be wearing his favourite orange hoodie—
"Let's go out for dinner."
Sasuke's hands paused, fingers poised over his keyboard.
"Now?"
"Yeah. I know you're busy—but we've been working in like total silence for like," Naruto checked the time, "six hours now."
Sasuke exhaled and leaned back, conceding the point. Now that he was paying attention, he was incredibly stiff…and hungry.
"Besides—I haven't taken you on an actual date yet."
Sasuke turned back to see Naruto's smile soften into something so gentle and affectionate that Sasuke's heart skipped a beat—
"No?" Surely they had, by now—they certainly had been spending enough time together…
"Not an official one."
Sasuke snorted, stretching a little as he stood up.
"Official? I don't remember signing anything." Sasuke walked over to Naruto.
"Stop being a dick." Naruto gave him a playful glare.
"Never."
Naruto laughed. Sasuke squeezed his arm and moved past him.
"Just let me use the bathroom and I'll grab my coat."
They ended up going for sushi. It had been a while since Sasuke had eaten any, and Naruto was singing the praises of the place, but…
So far, the blonde had managed to drop four pieces in his soy sauce.
"Oh—my god!" Naruto clapped his hands to his face as he lost another piece to the soy sauce dish. Sasuke, who had been stifling a laugh for the entire meal so far, couldn't help but chuckle.
"Is there anything else I can get you?" And there was the waitress—yet again. Sasuke eyed her—personally, he thought her chirpy smile was a little too directed at Naruto, but he kept quiet.
"Hm?" Naruto glanced up at Sasuke, and then to the waitress. "Oh, we're good, thanks."
Naruto gave her a brilliant smile. Sasuke fought down the jealousy he knew was irrational—Naruto was dating him, for god's sake, it wasn't like the woman had a chance—
She placed a hand on Naruto's bicep, and gave him a sweet smile.
"Well, let me know if you need anything at all," and then she pulled back and strutted away. Sasuke glared daggers at her back.
Naruto quickly went back to trying to fish—no pun intended—the sushi out of his soy sauce. It broke apart just as he was bringing it to his mouth, and the sauce splashed right in his face.
"I am the worst." Naruto stared despondently at the table. Sasuke snorted, but didn't disagree.
"I swear I'm not usually this bad!"
Sasuke heard a giggle—high pitched and sultry-sweet—and he glanced over Naruto's shoulder to see the waitress, whispering to her friends and looking over at them. She was talking about Naruto. She must have been.
He glanced back at his blonde. He had soy sauce all over his face.
"Naruto," he said, "come here."
He gestured towards himself. Naruto looked up, surprised and confused, but dutifully leaned over the table.
"Like this?" He said.
"A little more," Sasuke beckoned. Naruto obeyed, easily and innocently. Sasuke eyes flickered to the waitress—just making sure she was paying attention—before he leaned forwards. He grasped Naruto's chin with one of his hands, and aimed for the spec of soy sauce just off the corner of Naruto's lip, licking it—and when that didn't work, sucking at it.
Naruto's eyes were wide.
"Sas—"
Sasuke pecked his lips, and then pulled back to glance over the rest of his face, still holding his chin.
He let go, and leaned back in the booth.
"I got it," he said with a smirk. Naruto's face was a furious red, but he didn't look displeased.
"Teme..." He rubbed at where Sasuke had kissed him, obviously fighting a smile.
Sasuke kept quiet, but his smirk remained firmly in place when he saw the waitress had gone. She didn't bother them much after that.
They went back to Naruto's place, afterwards, leftovers in hand. Sasuke was going on about their waitress—and Naruto had no idea what the guy was talking about. Granted, he had been way too busy trying to prove that he wasn't a complete fucking disaster when it came to chopsticks, but—
"You didn't notice? She wasn't exactly subtle."
Naruto scoffed. "There is no way! As if—"
"She was." Sasuke scowled.
Naruto paused for a moment, glancing over Sasuke.
"Why the hell would she flirt with me when you were right there?"
"You didn't do anything to dissuade her," Sasuke muttered. He looked—well, he looked like he was sulking.
Naruto laughed, pressing his forehead against Sasuke's. "I didn't notice. I had no idea. I mean it. I was too busy being embarrassed about the soy sauce."
He saw Sasuke's scowl lessen—just a little.
"I know. I'm not mad at you," he leaned back, "obviously. I'm just…"
"Jealous?"
Sasuke blushed, pulling his head away. "Shut up."
Naruto grabbed his hands before he could pull too far away.
"Sasuke," he laughed, shaking his head, "you're so clueless."
"I—"
"Remember when you said you felt drawn to me? And I said I felt kinda drawn to you too?"
Sasuke nodded, his scowl softening.
"I wasn't being totally honest," he searched Sasuke's eyes, "'cause kinda drawn doesn't even begin to describe it."
There was no hint left of the scowl, now—Naruto took it as a personal victory—
"And it's only gotten worse. It's like…I can't remember a single face from that restaurant. I have no idea what our waitress even looked like. She could have secretly been Kakashi, and I wouldn't've noticed." He paused as Sasuke snorted—Sasuke really had one of the best smiles in the world—
He swallowed.
"Everything else just kinda…fades away when I'm with you." He squeezed Sasuke's hands. "You're really underestimating how much I like you."
Something flickered across Sasuke's face—something that Naruto couldn't quite put his finger on. He didn't get the chance to explore it any further before Sasuke buried his face into Naruto's neck, arms wrapping around him—he didn't say a word, but Naruto could feel the way his breaths trembled against Naruto's skin—the way his arms only seemed to be squeezing tighter, around him, as if he couldn't hold him close enough—
Naruto closed his eyes, pressing a soft kiss to Sasuke's neck.
Sasuke really had no idea.
Sasuke let out a sigh, leaning back in his chair to stretch his spine out. They had spent the last few days at Naruto's place, so they figured it was about time to switch—but Naruto still had class or a meeting or something for a little while…Sasuke kept stealing glances at the door, expecting him to show up, but—
Whap!
Sasuke's heart nearly flew out of his chest at the sound—followed by several, lighter knocks—but growing in intensity—
What the hell? That didn't sound like Naruto…
Sasuke stood, wandering over to his door. There stood Naruto, looking sheepish, surrounded by…everyone else.
"Sasuke!" The gang cheered—Naruto—at the front of the group, rubbed the back of his neck.
He opened the door, warily.
"What's…"
"We're going to the movies," Kiba interrupted, a hand slung around a dark-haired girl— his girlfriend—what was her name again…?
"Come on," Ino—he remembered her—jerked her head back, "let's go."
Sasuke blinked.
Naruto's cheeks flushed a little.
"Um—"
"I told you," Ino said, crossing her arms with a grin. "You're part of this now. You can't escape us."
"Sorry." Naruto gave a breathy smile—not looking sorry at all.
"I—" he glanced behind him, "just—let me grab my jacket."
"Hurry it up! We're already late!"
"It wasn't planned," Naruto muttered to him, lagging behind the group, "otherwise I would've warned you. But everyone's all excited that Gaara came to visit—and he brought Temari and Kankuro!"
Naruto threw him a bright grin. Sasuke blinked several times—the name rapidly coming back to him—
"Gaara—your foster brother? Which one is he?" Sasuke scanned the crowd.
"Red hair. You can pick him out from anywhere."
Sasuke made a mental note to at least attempt to make an effort to know the man—
"You two have that in common, then."
Naruto laughed, swatting at his arm.
"What were the other names you said?"
"Temari and Kankuro—they're on either side of him, now." Naruto reached over him to point. "They're his adopted siblings. I never actually knew them before him, but they're pretty fun."
"You two getting it on back there?" Kiba's voice rang out. "Hurry up!"
Naruto gave another laugh, grabbing Sasuke's hand.
"I know you don't like crowds," he spun around, walking backwards for a moment—eyes sparking with mischief, "but I'll make it up to you later, okay?"
Naruto winked. Sasuke fought a smile—only rolling his eyes as he let Naruto pull him up to the rest of the group. The blonde punched Kiba in the arm, but his other hand didn't leave Sasuke's.
Naruto was right—Sasuke didn't like crowds. Kiba's laugh boomed in his ears—Ino was yelling something, stuck in some sort of argument with three people Sasuke couldn't remember the names of and two more he swore he had never seen in his life—and he could feel bodies on all sides of him with far too little breathing room—
Naruto squeezed his hand.
Sasuke didn't like crowds—
But, somehow, he didn't mind this at all.
"Well? What's the consensus?"
Ino walked backwards, eyeing the two of them.
Sasuke shrugged.
"The fight scenes were cool." Naruto threw him a grin. "It wasn't bad, I dunno."
Sasuke let out a breath.
"It was alright." He hadn't cared much for the movie. Naruto's hand on his thigh and whispers in his ear, on the other hand—
"Yeah," Kiba fell into step beside them, "I expected more from it. The trailers made it look so cool!"
"That's the point of a trailer," Sasuke muttered.
Naruto grinned.
"So, no movie scripts in your future? Novels only?"
Sasuke snorted.
"I wouldn't say that."
"Sasuke's a writer?" Kiba blinked at him. "No—wait, that totally makes sense. Of course he's a writer."
Sasuke frowned.
"Why does that—"
"Hey—Gaara!" Naruto suddenly caught the man's eye, waving him over. "Come meet Sasuke!"
"We've already met," Gaara said quietly, eyes scanning him once again as he moved closer.
Sasuke got the sense he was being evaluated—and not for the first time. He had caught Gaara quietly watching him more than once throughout the night, and he wasn't sure whether to feel offense at the thought that he was being judged or hope that he would be found somehow worthy—
"Yeah, for like a second." Naruto rolled his eyes, turning to Sasuke. "Gaara's studying botany. He's even more obsessed with plants than I am, you know."
"Mm, I find that hard to believe." Sasuke threw him a smirk.
"Cacti, Naruto—not just plants."
"And succulents! I know you have a whole fucking thing of them—"
"Ooh!" Ino popped her head in between them. "Have they bloomed yet? You sent me that photo—"
"Aaaaand these nerds are talking plants again," Kiba groaned. "I'm outta here. Need saving, Sasuke?"
Sasuke blinked.
"That's alright."
"'Kay. Hey, Shino!" Kiba jogged up to the man—Sasuke took a moment before he turned his attention back to the conversation, which had been continuing quite happily without his input. Sasuke couldn't really bring himself to mind, though—with the way Naruto's eyes were lighting up, his smile widening, arms waving in the air as if he was filled with so much enthusiasm that he just couldn't sit still—
This was so much better than the movie…
"Naruto! Did you make a reservation?" Sakura called back at them, stopping Naruto dead in his tracks.
"I—uh, no, not yet! Hang on." He jogged over to her, Ino going with him. Sasuke made a move to follow, but—
"Sasuke." Gaara's voice was quiet, but strong. Sasuke suddenly felt very apprehensive.
"Yes?"
Gaara's eyes watched him—pale, serious, cold—
"I am not the only one who is incredibly protective of Naruto."
Sasuke glanced over at the group—Naruto, laughing in the middle—he didn't entirely manage to stifle the smile as those eyes turned to meet his—
"I know," he said softly. Maybe he ought to feel jealous—bitter, at the way Naruto seemed to be surrounded by friends—by family—but…
Somehow, with those eyes—that smile—on him...all Sasuke could feel was incredibly humble.
Sasuke swallowed, wrenching his gaze from Naruto—just as Gaara seemed to do the same—
"You make him happy."
Sasuke blinked—his mouth started to open without knowing what would come out of it, but Gaara beat him to it—
"I'm glad."
And then he was gone, Sasuke blinking after his back.
Somehow…that had almost felt like approval.
"That was really fun." Naruto grinned, shutting the door behind them. "Gaara likes you."
Sasuke blinked.
"Does he?" Sasuke wasn't sure he was willing to jump to 'likes' just yet—it had seemed more like 'tolerates', at best—
"Yeah," Naruto grinned, pulling Sasuke forward by the scarf he had been trying to take off, "everyone likes you—especially me."
He felt Naruto's soft laugh against his lips—
"I haven't even taken my shoes off yet, Naruto," Sasuke muttered into the kiss.
"Mm," Naruto only pulled him closer, "well, take them off, then—"
Their lips moved, together again—
"And while you're at it," Naruto's eyes were hooded, now, "take everything else off, too."
Sasuke snorted, but didn't protest as Naruto dealt with his coat—helped him with his shoes—and the hoodie that he had stolen from Naruto, yet again—
"I told you," Naruto took him by the hands, pulling them around the partition, "that I'd pay you back."
Sasuke let Naruto pull him—powerless to do anything else—mesmerized by the way he was looking at him—
Their lips met just as they reached the bed—Sasuke felt Naruto's hands turn his hips—pushing him back—he gave no resistance as he fell onto the mattress, Naruto falling with him—
"I could kiss you forever." Naruto's voice was soft—breathless—but Sasuke's voice wasn't much stronger—
"Then why did you stop?"
He only caught a flash of Naruto's smile—a second of Naruto's eyes, brimming with happiness—before he was at the mercy of those lips yet again. Naruto's hands moved underneath his shirt, reaching up, pulling at the fabric—Sasuke couldn't help but reciprocate—
"Sasuke—"
He felt Naruto's lips move against his—moan against his—his eyes fluttered open just in time for his shirt to cover his eyes, being pulled over his head—he shuddered at just the feeling of Naruto fiddling with his zipper, but he had to pull himself together—just long enough to make sure Naruto dealt with his own clothes, too—
And then he was naked, with Naruto's hips sinking between his legs. Sasuke stifled a gasp Naruto began to grind against him—he captured Naruto's lips with his own—
He felt Naruto's hands move down his waist, gripping his hips to pull them closer—ah—closer—Sasuke broke the kiss, arching back onto the pillows, but it didn't stop Naruto—didn't faze him at all—Sasuke made a strangled sound as Naruto focused in on his neck—fuck, every time—Naruto knew how sensitive his neck was—and Sasuke was already so far gone—already so close to the edge—Naruto's lips moved up to nip at Sasuke's ear—and god this felt so good…
"Is this where you want me?" Naruto breathed into his ear, giving his hips a playful squeeze—Sasuke desperately tried to gather his thoughts enough to talk—
Naruto pulled away enough to meet Sasuke's gaze—Sasuke knew his eyes were wide, he could feel it all building inside him, he could feel—ah—so fast—
"I—ye—"
Yes—
He grabbed Naruto's head and pulled him down, crashing their lips together. He wanted to feel Naruto kissing him as he came, he wanted to feel Naruto moving against him, feel his arms around him—
"Mmph!" He groaned into Naruto's mouth, eyes springing open, his entire being pulsing with pleasure—he broke the kiss to gasp for air and to beg for Naruto to—
"Keep going—keep moving, Na—ungh," he moaned, eyes rolling into the back of his head as Naruto easily obeyed—as he kept moving until Sasuke finally placed a hand on his hip, breathing out a sigh of relief.
Naruto's grin as he pulled back let him know that the blonde was feeling pretty pleased with himself. If Sasuke wasn't so focused on getting his breath back, he would have kissed him…but as it was, all he could do was wrap his arms around Naruto—who didn't seem to mind the mess they had made, considering he was practically laying in it—and lay his head back with an easy smile, closing his eyes.
A/N: What's a fic without a little Gaara? :) And, for the record, I wrote this whole thing in one big document and then split it into chapters - so, uh, I really didn't mean for there to be smut every chapter. It just kinda happened. Oops?
See you tomorrow,
- Kinomi
