Damn Roses
Author's Note: This was my first yaoi story, so it was a learning process. I hope you enjoy the last chapter of Damn Roses. Oh and if you are interested in other Yaoi stories by me, I have Animal Magnetism. For those of you who aren't exclusively yaoi readers, I have some straight stories as well. ^^. All reviews are greatly appreciated.
Chapter Warning: Some swearing, naughty languages, implied suggestive scenes.
Chapter Eight
"ITACHI, CALM DOWN," Gaara yells.
"Someone fucking shot my brother! I'm not going to calm down," Itachi actually roars at his beloved red head.
"The hospital says he's okay. It just grazed him. We'll be there soon. We'll get to the bottom of this. Just calm down and for Godsakes, let me drive. You are in no condition to do so," Gaara orders.
"You're right," Itachi sighs and lets Gaara have the driver's seat.
He was lucky to have him. Anyone else would have cowered at the sight of Itachi Uchiha losing it. But not Gaara Sabaku (well Uchiha now. But you get the point.)
They soon get to the hospital. Itachi demands to know what room Sasuke as in and takes off running. Gaara was impressed by how fast his lover was when properly motivated. He sighs and follows.
"Sasuke, what the fuck happened," Itachi demands to know.
"Damn, the one time you swore and we didn't get it on camera," Sasuke chuckles.
"Foolish little brother, now is not the time for jokes. You were shot," he snaps.
"Well I guess Danzo and Orochimaru are even more twisted than we thought. I saw Orochimaru at this hotel party Naruto and I went to. Danzo lured Naruto off and shot at him. I shoved him out of the way and got hit. Danzo took off running. The authorities are looking for him," Sasuke explains.
"You gotta admit, Uchihas tend to attract some crazy stalkers," the blonde says and Itachi notes he was holding Sasuke's hand.
"…," Itachi couldn't deny that, so he remained speechless.
"We are just glad you are both going to be okay," Gaara states.
"Thanks. Make sure that you bang Itachi's brains out especially well tonight. We don't need an international incident on our hands. Well a bigger one than we already currently have," Sasuke responds.
"I make sure to do that EVERY night. But noted," Gaara says and tries to keep Itachi from losing it further.
"Don't worry Itachi. The cops are looking for the asshole. When I get my hands on him, there won't be much left of him. But you can have the scraps. I'm sick and tired of people stalking my man," the blonde declares.
"Your man," Sasuke repeats, raising an eyebrow as if to say, Seriously?
"You took a bullet for me, bastard. I think it's safe to say you are my man," Naruto replies.
"I know but it just sounds so stereotypical," the youngest Uchiha scoffs.
"I think you are both missing the point here," Itachi says.
"I'd rather bicker with him than worry, when I can't do anything about it," Sasuke says sagely.
"So bastard, if they catch him are you going to be your own lawyer," the blue eyed man asks.
"Oh yeah. I'm going to nail that son of a bitch," the dark haired man answers.
"That's my bastard," Naruto says smiling widely.
"You two have the strangest pet names I have ever heard," Gaara says with amusement.
"You're married to a man who wears purple nail polish. You have no room to talk," Sasuke says smugly.
"What's wrong with my nail polish," Itachi asks.
"It's a chick thing," the younger Uchiha explains as if it was obvious.
"Trust me, if you saw his dick, you wouldn't use the word chick in the same sentence when referring to Itachi," the red head defends his husband.
"Gaara, I do not want to hear about my brother's equipment," Sasuke growls out.
"Then you should know better than to tease him while I'm here," the shorter man teases him.
"Damn you are vicious. The mental images. I am traumatized for life," Sasuke shudders.
"Maybe I can help get that off your mind," Naruto offers.
"How," Sasuke asks cautiously.
"Like this," Naruto says and leans over kissing him.
"I told you the roses would do the trick," Itachi says smugly.
"Mhm. Well let's let them get some rest," Gaara offers, taking Itachi's hand, and leading him out of there.
"Oh I don't think they are going to get much rest. Actually, I have some concerns they might reopen their injuries," he states.
"They are in a hospital. Besides, while Naruto is likely to get carried away enough not to consider his own health, Sasuke isn't. They'll be fine," the red head assures him.
"Danzo and Orochimaru won't though," Itachi promises darkly.
"You're a little scary when you do that brooding thing," Gaara says.
"Good. I have an image to uphold after all," he replies.
About two months later, Sasuke and Naruto were at the rather large fancy gym Naruto owned. Sasuke was drinking some water and watching Naruto help some client. The client surprisingly was an elderly woman and she was rather determined. A little insane, but determined to lift 100 pounds of weights. Thankfully Naruto had put his foot down and got her down to 20.
While being a personal fitness trainer lacked the intellectual challenges and prestige of being a lawyer, there were several benefits. The first being, Sasuke could choose his hours and clients. So he didn't have to work with assholes and he actually got a decent amount of sleep now. (Oh and that whole less likely to have a heart attack before forty thing, was a nice bonus.) He did enjoy being active and he was helping people. Mostly though, he just enjoyed the view of his new lover instructing others. To Sasuke the workday was just a long version of foreplay and by the end of it, he was more than ready to jump or be jumped.
It had been interesting to work out the dynamics of that. Sometimes Sasuke would top. Sometimes Naruto would top. But the blonde was an animal when it came to carnal games. So if Sasuke was honest, he'd admit that Naruto topped more than him. He'd never actually admit that out loud though.
The blonde was surprisingly possessive. It was a rare day when Sasuke's neck wasn't adorned in lovebites and he didn't have some light bruises. Naruto played rough. But the youngest Uchiha was okay with that.
It just made him feel more wanted and it was exciting, not to have to hold back. Naruto could handle Sasuke when he wanted to play hard. With the Uchiha's other lover, he had always had to hold himself back. He didn't want to hurt his partner. There was no concern with that with the blonde though. Sasuke was actually fairly certain Naruto could survive a volcanic explosion in one piece.
Speaking of which, it was five now. The woman's training session would be ending. Sasuke saunters over to his boyfriend. Naruto smiles at the old woman and let's her know the session was over.
"Next week, I'm doing the 100," she states confidently.
"We'll see you. You did a pretty good job with the 20. Maybe 30," he answers.
"100," she responds.
"We'll see. Keep up the good work," he says.
"Good. Well I wouldn't want to keep your boyfriend waiting on you," the old lady looks at Sasuke appreciatively.
"How considerate," Sasuke says dryly.
This particular client was well perceptive. It was like she had some sort of instinct that told her, These people banging each other. While Sasuke had never been one to discuss his personal life at work, apparently this rule wasn't strictly enforced in the Personal Trainer business. He was surprised someone who had to be pushing 80, was so supportive of a gay relationship. He knew he shouldn't stereotype, support was growing across all age groups. But still.
"Oh well I still remember what it was like to be young and in love," she says with a smile and heads off.
"Do you think she gets some sort of kick off of imagining us together," Naruto asks.
"I don't think so. I know so. Anyway, let's get home," Sasuke says.
"Yeah," Naruto says with a smile, taking his hand.
That's when Sasuke's cell phone off. He sighs and answers it. This had better be good.
"Hello," he asks.
"Oh Sasuke, got. Glad I caught you. I'm going to need you to come down to the police station. We caught Danzo. We need you and Naruto to make an id," Kakashi explains.
"You caught him," Sasuke asks in disbelief.
Danzo was a clever old bastard. He was jet hopping around the world. He had managed to evade the Italian and the American authorities for two months since the shooting. If Sasuke didn't want to wring his neck, he'd be impressed.
"Yep. How soon can you get here," the silver haired detective asks.
"15 minutes. See you soon," he hangs up.
"Caught who and where we heading in 15 minutes," the blonde asks.
"They caught Danzo and the police station," Sasuke says, darting off to the car, and Naruto follows suit.
They soon arrive at the police station. Both men storm inside, straight to the cells. Neither was going to waste any time.
"Alright, is that the man who shot you both," Kakashi asks, pointing to Danzo.
"Yes," they both say without hesitation.
"Good. Well we'll set up the trial," the detective assures them.
"You are going to regret teaching me so much about the law. I probably can't get the death penalty. But I can make sure you die in a prison," Sasuke hisses at Danzo.
"Sasuke, threatening the defendant is not a wise move," Kakashi says.
"Neither is shooting me or my boyfriend," the Uchiha snaps.
"Well there is that. You know Danzo you are quite lucky we found you and not Itachi. He's a medical genius you know. I shudder to think of what he would have done to someone who shot his beloved baby brother," Kakashi says cheerfully.
Danzo looks a little green around the gills at that. He knew that Kakashi wasn't bluffing. Suddenly, the jail cell didn't look so bad.
The old man wondered if Itachi would be crazy enough to try to get to him, while he was in custody. He honestly wasn't sure. That was a fact that very much terrified the former big wig at Roots International. How had it come to this, he wondered to himself?
Later at the trial, Sasuke's license was still active, so yeah he was going to represent himself and Naruto. It felt odd to put the stuffy lawyer suit back on. Naruto seemed fond of it though. (Well more accurately he seemed fond of trying to get it off.)
"Naruto, I am NOT going into the courtroom looking like I just got laid," Sasuke warns him.
"Well it could be a quickie and that would give you enough time to preen like the peacock you are," he says with a smile.
"One, you don't do quickies. I think you are physically incapable of it. Secondly, I do not preen like a peacock," the youngest Uchiha growls at him.
"Yes, you do. It's okay though. You definitely have preening rights. Look at those gorgeous feathers," he says and cheekily slaps his ass to prove his point.
"That is my ass. Those are not feathers," Sasuke scoffs.
"You take things too literally. It was a metaphor, bastard," Naruto responds.
"Oh really? A metaphor? Since when do you even know what a metaphor is," the dark haired man asks in amusement.
"Hey! Just because I didn't go to some fancy Ivy League school, doesn't mean I don't know stuff," he grumbles.
"It's okay Naruto. We have clearly defined roles in this relationship. I'm the smart one. You are the Nympho. That's just how this works," Sasuke couldn't resist poking at the blonde.
"Oh I'm the Nympho," Naruto asks incredulously.
"You're the one who gets cranky if we don't do it at least twice a day," Sasuke answers.
"Oh and you are really protesting," the blue eyed man scoffs.
"Not saying that. Just saying you are a Nympho. I didn't say that I wasn't," he replies.
"That's better. Now get your ass in that courtroom before I ask the judge if I can borrow his gavel," Naruto orders.
"Why would you want his gavel," Sasuke asks, blinking.
"It'll be a good paddle. Your cocky ass needs a paddling," the other man replies.
"You are on crack if you think you are going to paddle or spank me. I'm not a submissive," Sasuke says as he heads into the courtroom.
"You looked pretty submissive to me last night when you were begging me to," Naruto starts to say something and Sasuke covers his mouth.
"Naruto! Not here," he growls.
"Order. Danzo vs. Sasuke Uchiha and Naruto Uzamaki. I have to admit this is an unusual case. One of the participants will be representing himself and the other alleged shooting victim," the judge states.
"Thank you, your Honor," Sasuke says.
Danzo was on the witness stand. Sasuke was more than ready to tear into this stalker. The youngest Uchiha had had it up to here with older men stalking him. Granted Danzo at least wasn't after his ass, but he had to send a message.
"We have a tape thanks to the security cameras around the hotel, so I'm certain this will all be fairly self explanatory. Danzo, I was your employee right," Sasuke begins.
"Yes, for about two years," he replies.
"And in that time, how would you rate my performance," Sasuke asks and gives Naruto a dark look when the blonde sniggered at the word performance. (That wasn't the type of performance that Sasuke was talking about Naruto! Get your mind out of the gutter.)
"Exceptional. I believe you were the only employee who hadn't lost a case. You had such a bright future ahead of you," he continues.
"And you decided to ensure I stayed on the right track, by trying to disrupt my personal relationship," Sasuke says accusingly.
"I counseled you against pursuing a relationship. Rising stars in the legal industry have to work long hours. It wouldn't have been fair to you or your lover to put you through that," he states casually.
"And when I didn't take your advice, you took matters into your own hands," he states.
Danzo knew he was fucked. They did have it on the tape. He'd clearly made the first shot. There was nothing even his brilliant legal mind could come up with as a defense. No one would believe insanity.
"Yes, I may have crossed over the line. But it was only because I didn't want to see you throw away a promising legal career for a pretty face," he answers.
"That was not your call. When you realized that I wasn't going to break off the relationship, you decided to eliminate him. But I heard the gunshot and stopped you. I took the bullet and you ran," Sasuke continues.
"It's all been caught on the security camera. I can not deny that. I had hoped that you would take my place. You see I am an old man. I have been diagnosed with cancer. I wanted to make sure that I left the firm in good hands, when I retired, and sought treatment," he elaborates.
Damn. So that was his angle. He was going to try to play the sick old man card. It wouldn't get him out of prison, but it might reduce his sentence if he tugged at the judge's heartstrings.
Naruto watches the case. Sasuke was in his element in the courtroom. The Uchiha was one of the few men that looked more natural in a suit than in casual clothes. Somehow, he'd kept his voice mostly neutral. Naruto would have been yelling and screaming vulgarities at the would be assassin.
The blonde risked a glance at Itachi. Yeah, Naruto was surprised that somehow Itachi was resisting the impulse to kill Danzo right there. The elder Uchiha brother, was very protective. He figured the fact that Gaara was there and holding onto his hand, like Don't even think about it,.
"That is no excuse for shooting someone," Sasuke responds.
"No. I suppose not. I wish things had been different Sasuke. You had such potential. So did your brother. But Uchihas well insanity seems to run in your family," he states sadly.
Sasuke twitches. He so wanted to hit this bastard. He looks at the judge.
"The witness is admitting his guilt," he states.
"It appears so. Danzo you will receive a minimum of 10 years for the attempted murder of Naruto Uzamaki and the stalking of a former employee. I'd give you more, but I doubt in your current condition you are likely to live long enough to serve your entire sentence anyway," the judge bangs his gavel.
Once Danzo was being dragged away, Sasuke proved that he was not above indulging in a little childishness. He flipped Danzo off and pulls Naruto into the ultimate, Fuck you kiss.
Naruto was more than happy to indulge Sasuke in his nah nah moment. He wraps his arms around the Uchiha's waist and deepens the kiss. He could feel everyone's eyes on him. The blonde wonders if maybe he had a slight exhibitionist streak in him. Maybe it was just the fact that Sasuke really knew how to kiss.
"Let's go home," Sasuke says with a smile.
"Well foolish little brother, I imagine that liplock is going to be all over the news this evening," Itachi muses.
"Do I look like I give a fuck," the younger Uchiha asks in an amused tone.
"No. You just look like someone who is about to be fucked or do the fucking," Gaara says dryly.
"…," Sasuke didn't even know how to respond to that from the normally stoic red head.
"Well done, my love. Well done," Itachi praises his husband.
"Thank you. I had been saving that one for a special occasion," Gaara responds.
"As I was saying earlier, practice safe sex," Itachi states with a serious face.
"Itachi, I'm going to kill you," Sasuke growls.
"Alright. Alright. I think everyone got their teasing in. We have important things to do," Naruto says.
"We do," Sasuke tilts his head.
"Uh huh. I made us special reservations to celebrate Danzo's ass going to jail," he chirps happily.
"Sounds good to me," Sasuke says and they go to the restaurant.
He tilts his head when they get there. Naruto had gotten them a rather private spot. There were candles, roses, and even champagne. The blonde had gone all out. Sasuke had always known that Naruto was the more romantic of the two of them and this only served to reinforce that point.
After the dinner, Naruto surprises Sasuke by getting on his knee. Sasuke gives him a look like, What are you doing? Then he saw the little black jewelry box in the blonde's hand. OHHHH.
"I know we haven't been dating that long, but we've known each other since we were kids. That and how many couples can literally say they took a bullet for each other. You're a bastard, but you're my bastard. I love you. Will you marry me," Naruto asks.
"You are such a loser. Only you would insult someone while proposing. But yes," Sasuke says with a smile.
Sasuke was tempted to jump Naruto there. Dammit. The spot was pretty private. But the blonde was a very vocal lover. People would figure out what was going on rather quickly. So he settles for dragging Naruto back to the car and getting home. They didn't leave the house for two days. Naruto had VERY impressive stamina.
The wedding was held a couple weeks after that. Naruto had wanted to make it official as quickly as possible. He seemed to think a wedding ring would scare away creepy stalkers from his bastard. But Itachi wasn't going to allow a rushed wedding for his baby brother. He had put his foot down.
The wedding was beautiful. Itachi and Gaara had pulled some strings and secured the same location for Sasuke and Naruto, where they got married. Itachi was now sporting a black eye, for asking where Sasuke's wedding dress was.)
"You deserved that one," Gaara chuckles.
"You are my husband. You are supposed to be on my side," Itachi rubs his eye.
"I am. But sometimes you need a little tough love," Gaara responds, watching Sasuke and Naruto seal their vows with a kiss. (And what a kiss it was. A few parents had to cover their children's eyes.)
Sasuke and Naruto laugh at this. Both throwing a bouquet of roses into the crowd. This time Jirayia and Tsunade caught them.
"Oh Hell no," Tsunade says.
"But it's tradition," Jirayia responds.
"I'm not getting married because of some damn roses," she scoffs.
' "I'm sure that's what Sasuke said. Look what happened to the kids," he says slyly.
"…," Tsunade was speechless.
"Go Granny Tsunade and Pervy Sage," Naruto cracks up.
"Come on loser, I believe you owe me a dance," Sasuke leads him to the dance floor.
"Do you think they'll really end up together," Naruto says as he sways with Sasuke.
"Roses do have an impressive track record," he offers.
"Yeah, without them I wouldn't have you," the blonde replies.
"I think I have a new favorite flower," Sasuke says as he kisses his blonde.
"Me too," Naruto says, returning the kiss.