Oh man, I'm having fun writing this fic. It's just got so many interesting plot points and twists, and I'm always thinking of new things to add, like Naruto and Sasuke. I love the Narusasu pairing (And it IS Narusasu. I can't stand Sasunaru it's SO wrong and I could go on a serious rant along with my partner in crime but I'll spare you), and I'm thinking of having a few more, too. I just hope it doesn't get too out of hand xD


Haku stared up at his ceiling, eyes darting restlessly on the swirly designs. He should have been exhausted, it was past midnight, but his mind was buzzing. They had driven Naruto and Sasuke home, and before they had gotten back to his own house, Zabuza had kissed him again. It was quicker than the first time, but it had made Haku's pulse quicken. He couldn't believe Zabuza actually liked him. He was nice to him, and did favors for him, like driving him wherever he wanted, which wasn't necessarily part of his job description. He sighed wistfully, glancing over at his window, where moonlight seeped in like melting candle wax. But what had he done for the man?

Haku's eyes widened a little as he sat up, blanket pooling to his waist. Nothing, he supposed. Nothing but ask him for favors and get in his way. In fact, now that he thought about it, what could Zabuza possibly see in him that he found attractive? How could he be so stupid? Zabuza wasn't going to keep liking him if he didn't do something for him. He groaned a little in his throat, frustrated.

What are you going to do? You aren't good at anything, Haku thought. His brows furrowed together as he brought his knees up to his chest and layed his chin on them.

True, he wasn't very skilled at anything, but there had to be something he could do to please the man.

His head perked up a little as a thought burst itself into existence inside his mind. The memory of Naruto in the back of Zabuza's car, grinning and explaining that he and Sasuke had a lot of sex. His cheeks heated up as he remembered Zabuza's obvious erection digging into his thigh when they had lain together in the forest, the first time they had kissed.

He shifted a little, lashes lowering over his eyes as the memory of Deidara ridiculing Sasuke for only having been with one person, claiming he probably wasn't very good because of that. Well, he had never even been with one person, so. . . He was probably going to be awful.

But maybe he could get better with practice. Haku sighed again, standing up and moving in front of the full-length mirror propped on his bedroom wall. He frowned at his reflection. His eyes were big, too big. It reminded him of an owl or something. And he was so skinny. Not gorgeous and slim like Deidara and Sasuke, just plain scrawny. He lifted the bottom hem of his shirt and frowned again at his body. He didn't supose he had any muscle mass at all. He smiled a little as he remembered how tough Zabuza's muscles had been in his arms, and how hard his chest had been. He had to do something to make Zabuza happy, and this was definitely the right thing to do. He nodded to himself in the mirror, eyes determined. Anyway, he couldn't be so bad at it. He and Deidara had the same genetics, and apparently Dara was quite good at it.

Probably too good, Haku thought bitterly. He really had had no idea about his brother being so. . . Experienced. He felt anger simmering in his blood as the thought occured to him that Deidara had experienced sex with multiple guys before Haku had even gotten his first kiss. Well, he would show Deidara. He could do whatever he wanted, too.


Haku's breathing was so shallow he was surprised he didn't pass out from lack of air. The door clicked shut with nearly perfect silence. Zabuza's bedroom door, that is.

He was trembling, his hands shaking as he walked over to the bed, where Zabuza laid, obviously dead asleep. Haku had already worked out in his mind exactly what he needed to do.

He gulped quietly, shaking his head quickly. It was scary, but this was what he had to do to keep Zabuza happy. He tucked a stray lock of hair behind his ear, and hoisted himself up on the mattress. He was glad it was firm enough that it didn't sink at Haku's weight. He carefully, barely touching the man, moved half-way over him.

The boy's thighs were firmly straddling the bodyguard's hips, his hands resting carefully on the hard chest. He leaned forward, his hair streaming down, almost touching Zabuza.

There, he had done it. That wasn't so hard. And the man was still fully asleep, he hadn't even stirred. Haku felt an uneasy pleasure ripple through his entire body, as he tugged his nightshirt up over his head and tossed it somewhere behind him.

Moving slowly, he pressed his lips to the man's collarbone softly. Gaining confidence, his tongue darted out to flick at it, and his lips suckled it. The man tasted amazing, not like how Haku would have imagined someone's skin tasting. His hands glided up the hard chest, feeling the muscles bunch and tighten beneath his palms, a quiet groan escaping Zabuza's lips, the vibrations from his throat occuring against Haku's mouth.

The man was still asleep, but his body had tensed. He was liking it, Haku realized, and nearly squeaked when he moved back and felt the huge arousal pressed firmly against the backs of his legs. He was definitely liking it.

His mouth moved down from the collarbone gliding over his guard's chest and hard abs. Jeez, Zabuza was built. No wonder he never got scared at the thought of a fight or someone wanting to hurt him.

He paused at the waistband of Zabuza's pants. What was he supposed to do now? The man still hadn't waken up, although he was rock hard, his cock pressed against his boxers and pants. Haku took a deep breath, and slid his fingertips under the elastic, tugging gently, his breath shuddering out anxiously.

"Nn, Haku." The boy's head whipped up at the man's quiet moan, eyes huge. He was still asleep. But. . . He must have been dreaming. About me, Haku realized, blushing crimson. He nearly jumped out of his skin when large hands raised to grip his sides.

"Z-Zabuza." He murmured. He wanted the man to wake up, but he didn't want to shock him or wake him up rudely. His quivering hand grasped the zipper and pulled it down, quickly pushing the pants down until they rested on the man's lower hips. All that was left was the boxers. He lowered his palm, pressing it to the rigid bulge through cotton. The man groaned again, his face turning slightly. Haku squeezed his eyes shut and slid his hand under the waistband of the underwear, his fingers brushing the smooth head of Zabuza's arousal. It was warm and although it was rock-hard, the skin was soft like velvet.

He slid his fingertips down the shaft, wrapping his hand around it, loving the tiny moan that tumbled out of the man's mouth. He pumped it once, feeling the tiniest bit of sticky precum at the slit. Breathing as shallowly as before, he moved his hand the way he knew would make Zabuza feel good.

Zabuza growled in his throat, tumbling the boy down onto the mattress, settling between his silky thighs. He felt Haku shuddering beneath him, his arms coming up to wrap around the bodyguard's neck and shoulders, their mouths fusing together. "Ohh, Zabuza." He moaned, arching his back, desperate for any sort of friction against his leaking cock. "I need you."

"Haku." He groaned, grinding their lower bodies together, nearly losing himself in the urgent look in his lover's eyes. He finally couldn't take it anymore, moving off the boy, much to his dismay, and grabbing a bottle of clear oil.

Zabuza was panting harshly now, his facial muscles flexing and tensing. Haku knew he must be doing a good job. He had never done anything like this before, and although he was nervous, he had never been more turned on in his life. The way Zabuza's body felt under his hands, hard and rough and steady. He knew the man could do anything to him and for him. He ignored the burning ache between his own legs, knowing that wasn't what was important now. And anyway, watching the obvious pleasure on the man's face was worth any amount of uncomfortable pulsing to Haku.

"Ahh, please!" Haku whimpered, his hot face pressed against the man's shoulder as the 2 skilled fingers moved inside him. "Take me now." Zabuza's head was spinning, his body begging him to comply with the boy's wishes.

When he was fully sheathed inside, he felt one of his young lover's hands clench his back, the other gripping the bedsheets beneath them. He was so incredibly perfect, his skin completely flawless, his body moving in perfect rhythm with everything Zabuza had done. The long, slender legs were now tight around his hips, as if he never wanted the man to leave his body.

He thrust in deeply, moving out almost completely before sinking back in again, the sounds of soft cries and low growls filling the bedroom. "Come for me, Haku." He commanded hoarsely, feeling the fire in his belly.

"I-I am!" Haku moaned, his legs gripping tighter, his body quivering. He threw his head back, crying out Zabuza's name loudly. The man felt hot liquid splash up onto their chests, and couldn't help but follow with a loud moaning curse. His last thought as he emptied himself deep inside the writhing, sweaty body beneath him was that he had finally found where he belonged.

Haku inhaled sharply as Zabuza let out a low moan, his hips bucking up, the muscles at the base of his member tightening. Hot cum spurted out and through the boy's fingers, pearly white. Haku was throbbing by now, and wanted nothing more than to just leave and bring himself to climax in his own bedroom. He had never felt so needy, not when it came to sexual desires, didn't even know anyone could feel so in need of release. He wondered what the man's rough, calloused hands would feel on his body, touching his cock. He bit his lip, letting out a needy little whimper, shaking his head. He couldn't do that here, not in Zabuza's bed.

Suddenly, and with absolutely no warning, Zabuza's eyes fluttered once, then opened completely, his body still caught in the pleasure of the dream and his climax, and the soft hand gripping him. Haku gasped involuntarily as their eyes locked, neither of them moving for 3 full heartbeats.

Before his mind could even comprehend what was going on, he noted the obvious bulge in Haku's pajama pants, and the fact that his now soft cock was still in the boy's hand, cum dripping down from it. The image nearly made him hard again.

"Haku, what are you doing!?" The man finally snapped, shoving the boy off him, pushing him down on the mattress while he sat up and composed himself, trying desperately not to stare at his companion's crotch. Trying not to imagine the skin under his clothes, how it would be hot as fire now that he was so horny.

"I was p-pleasing you." Haku stuttered, knowing his face must have been a nuclear shade. His throat felt raw and scratchy.

That's for sure. Zabuza ignored the voice again, shocked beyond belief. How was it this teenage boy could sneak past all his defenses, and catch him completely unaware twice? He was a trained assasin, for god's sake. He had killed at point blank range, and could sense trouble miles away. He had literally dodged bullets, and blades. But he couldn't sense when some boy was practically laying on top of him? "Haku, this. . . This is crazy, what were you thinking!?" He said, running a hand through his hair, panting heavily still from what had felt like a heart attack, but he knew was just a strong orgasm.

"I was thinking you would want it. You were liking it." Haku said, a whine evident in his voice. He felt like he was getting reprimanded, something he definitely wasn't used to. And especially not from someone that meant so much to him, that he would do anything to make happy.

Zabuza breathed through his teeth, and finally forced himself to meet Haku's eyes. The boy's pretty face was bright red, his eyes wide with embarrassment, despair, and unspeakable need. He knew how had it must have been for the shy kid to actually work up the courage to come in here, and. . . Touch him like this. But what could have convinced him that this was right? "Haku, I'm not mad at you."

"I thought you were." He whispered, hanging his head, his hair streaming down over his face.

"No, not at all." He growled, resisting the logical thing to do, which would be to not touch the boy at all for a little while, until his system cooled down. It wasn't wise to feel his satin skin and kiss his entirely-too-crushable lips while his body was still heated, still tingling from pleasure. But he wrapped the boy up in his arms, holding him tightly. He had never held anyone like this before, the need to comfort and soothe quite foreign to him. Never before had someone's else emotions affected him so terrifyingly strong. "I'm not mad at you, but. . . Why did you think you needed to come in here and do this?"

"I thought it's what you wanted. You do want it, don't you?" He asked, looking up, thankful his eyes hadn't filled with tears yet like he had feared for a few moments they would.

Zabuza hesitated. Lying to the boy wouldn't do them any good. "Yeah. But just because I want it doesn't mean you should."

"I want to make you happy." Haku choked out.

"This isn't the way, it's not right for you." Zabuza said, more roughly than he had meant to.

"But Deidara. . ." Haku trailed off, looking to the side.

"Deidara has nothing to do with this!" Zabuza snarled, gripping the boy's shoulders and looking him straight in the face, ignoring the blink of shock from the brown orbs. "You have got to stop thinking of other people when you make a decision. Just be yourself."

"I just wanted you to like me." He said sullenly.

"I like you when you're being yourself." He promised harshly. "What did I tell you before? Kisame and Deidara are different people than you."

"I know. I'm sorry." He said softly. He peeked up at Zabuza through his thick lashes. His mouth trembled open when the man gripped his chin hard in his hand, raising his face so they were level.

"Don't be sorry." He said flatly. "I just. . . I was surprised when I woke up. You shouldn't be in here, you know."

"I know."

"I don't want. . ." Zabuza trailed off, clearing his throat. "I don't want your family to know about us." Haku knew that as well, had known from the beginning. But he would have hidden anything from anyone to keep the man. He had never known anyone like Zabuza, and had never known anyone could invoke such feelings in his body, mind, and heart.

"Because you're older?"

"That, and I don't want them to think I'm like Pain." He said slowly. Haku tried to turn his face away, mortified, but couldn't, because of the man's strong grip.

"This isn't like that." He said quietly.

"I know that. And you know that. But they might not understand, okay?"

"Okay." Haku said in acceptance, his eyes fluttering closed in happiness when the man sealed their lips together for a kiss.

"Now get out of here." Zabuza said, raising an eyebrow. "We're lucky someone hasn't heard us yet."

"Yeah." Haku sighed, rolling out of the bed and standing a little uneasily. He scooped up his discarded shirt and glanced down at his sticky hand. "But I think I'm going to take a shower before I go back to bed."

Zabuza exhaled, not wanting to think of the boy in the shower. "See you in the morning."

"Yeah, okay." Haku whispered, creaking open the door, and stealing one last glance before shutting it.


He sighed, leaning back against the cool tile of the shower wall, letting the warm water wash over him, sticking his long hair to his back and face and arms. He pulled it off his face and arms, pulling it back behind him so he could rinse his face off under the hard spray.

The water was hot enough to steam the bathroom like a sauna, but not too hot that it wasn't soothing to the skin. As he lathered his hair with the rich shampoo, he could still hear Zabuza's moans and growls in his ears. The way he had panted, the way his rigid muscles had twitched.

Haku shifted, clearing his throat as his thoughts caused the blood to pool in his groin. He moaned a little, his hands twitching on the shampoo bottle as he gazed up at the ceiling. He had stopped himself from jacking off on Zabuza's bed (Thank goodness, too. He would have died of embarassment if the man had caught him.), and the edgy ache he had felt had eventually dispersed, leaving only the dull sensation of unfulfillment. But now that he was by himself, and nothing was going to stop him from getting rid of the awful feeling of needing sexual release.

He let his hand trail down his wet chest and stomach, and rest between his legs, cupping his own erection. He hissed, the breath ending on a whimper as he caressed himself in the way he rarely, rarely did.

He wondered what it would be like if Zabuza were in the heated shower with him. Steam and water making their bodies slick and sinuous, their kisses unbearably hot and wet. He knew the man could lift his body with ease, and press him up against the tiled wall, sucking his neck and chest and lips, growling in that unbelievably sexy low voice he had.

He could be confident and not be nervous or afraid with Zabuza. He would toss his dark hair behind him and flutter his long lashes in invitation at him, the way he had seen Deidara do many times, even to people he had no interest in. He would know that the man loved and adored and craved his body, and not feel insecure about it.

He knew his bodyguard would want to be incredibly thorough, touching and licking and nipping every inch of his writhing, soaked body, before moving back up to kiss him in that dizzying way again, telling him how sexy he was, how much he wanted him. His voice would come out hoarse and full of need for him, and Haku would open for him without hesitance, his legs lifting as high up on the muscled body as he could, making it easy for the man to get to what he wanted, to drive into the heated, untouched passage between the boy's milk pale thighs.

Haku moaned out loud, then pressed his other hand to his mouth to muffle the noises. He knew anyone walking by the bathroom could hear him, though it was doubtful anyone would be up in the middle of the night. His hips started bucking of their own accord, in beat with his hand.

He could lucidly see in his mind Zabuza's strong hands supporting his long legs, trapping him between the hard wall and the man's hard body. He wanted to feel the rough, calloused palms and fingers molding his skin and hips and ass, feel the sharp teeth and brutal mouth crushing down on him everywhere. His teeth dug into his lower lip, his hand clamping down against his lips harder, as his voice got louder, his hips more urgent.

He continued stroking himself, his head lolling forward, his back arched like a bow, barely supporting himself on shaky legs against the wall. He wondered how deliciously stretched he would feel with his guard's thick member inside him. If he would be frenzied and rough, or if he would be tender and controlled. With the most fleeting tiny feeling of guilt and confusion, the boy discovered he wanted to know what it would feel like to be handled roughly and with abandon. To have someone not be worried about him shattering like glass and just make him feel something. Maybe even leave a few bruises on him. Zabuza could certainly leave bruises on him.

With that thought, he came hard, with a loud cry, ending on a shaky moan of the brown-haired man's name, his body quivering and jerking helplessly as his seed streamed from him down into the water beneath his feet, his toes curled so hard he was surprised it didn't give him cramps. It lasted longer than anything he had ever felt before and by the time he floated down from his orgasm, he wanted to sink bonelessly down onto the shower floor and sleep.

Still panting slightly, he rinsed the light sheen of sweat from his body, and towel-dried himself quickly, collapsing into his bed without another thought. But his dreams were sweet and filled with happiness.


Jeeeeez, this chapter took me FOREVER to write, you guys have no idea. Most of them only took a few hours in total, but this one seemed to take at least 3x the amount of effort as any of them before. But a good chapter, no? I'm sure you guys were craving some kind of sex, even though I haven't really had a lemon yet (Zabuza's dreams don't count xD). Anyway, leave a review as usual please!