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Roommates
Black Eyes
The first time Naruto had seen Sasuke come home from a fight, with a black eye and a bleeding nose, he had acted as if the Uchiha was going to die. Not that Sasuke had complained. In fact, he had liked it. Naruto had made him food, he had massaged him and watched movies with him. And then the fact that he had told the blonde he was in such a pain that he had gotten said blonde to ride him.
But it was probably not the same thing this time, Sasuke thought. This time Naruto would be the one needing comfort and some pleasure.
Sasuke sat down on the edge of the bed, taking the blonde's hand in his own. "Hi, sweetie. How are you feeling?"
Naruto frowned. "'M good." The voice was hoarse and a bit dry, not very convincing. "My head hurts ..."
"I bet," Sasuke snorted. "It's a nasty bruise you got there."
"Yeah. People's gonna wonder," Naruto chuckled, closing his eyes. Sasuke used his free hand to caress Naruto's cheek. Kiba decided that he had seen enough fluff and pushed the pear green chair he had been seated in closer to the bed.
"Yo." Kiba grinned. "Did they shave your hair?"
Naruto opened one eye. "Yep." Then he closed it again. Kiba stretched his neck to see it. It looked a little strange without blonde hair in front of the ear, or it would have if the stitches hadn't been visible and explained the absence of hair.
"It looks cool, man. You can say you've been in a fist fight or something."
Naruto snorted.
UAUAUA
Naruto was a bit dizzy even the next day, and he was glad that Sasuke called them in sick. Kiba wasn't going to SC today because he decided he could study at home before going to the kennel, and Gaara had a few free hours before he was supposed to be at school. Shikamaru had taken the train to SC very early, and was therefore not at home when Naruto woke up.
He tried to push Sasuke's arm away from his waist, trying to escape the bed. Sasuke pulled him closer, tighter.
"Don't go," the Uchiha muttered into blonde hair. Naruto pouted, getting the arm away after a few more times. He walked to the bathroom, a bit unsteady since the door had hit his balance system so exactly. He made himself ready before putting on Sasuke's black SC-hoodie with red letters on the chest.
It was warm in the apartment, seeing as they had turned up the heat a great deal before going to bed. It was snowing and none of them wanted to get a cold.
He walked out to the kitchen, preparing a bowl with cereals. When done he sat down by the counter, eating slowly. His lip stung a bit, and it felt good with the cold spoon against it.
It was ten o'clock when Gaara entered the room, his red hair damp from a shower. His non-existent eyebrows rose when he noticed that his best friend didn't wear any pants, just a too big hoodie and a pair of boxers.
"... How did you ... uhm?" Naruto mumbled, not noticing Gaara's slightly surprised face.
Gaara shook his head, meaning that no, he hadn't slept at all. "Does it hurt?" The red-head asked instead, gesturing to his own cheekbone and face.
"Yeah. But I've taken the painkillers they gave me, so it's supposed to go away soon." Naruto muttered, suddenly feeling a bit off.
Tonbo jumped up in his lap, stroking against his flat chest and trying to reach the spoon Naruto held against his lips with his paw. The greyish kitten looked up at him with his green-yellow eyes, pleading to get some of whatever Naruto could possibly have in his bowl.
Naruto ignored him as Kiba entered. Tonbo jumped off, trotting toward Sasuke's and Naruto's bedroom to annoy the Uchiha instead.
The dog lover prepared himself a tomato sandwich, before taking the juice out of the fridge and then sitting down. He took a bite from the sandwich, then downing it with some of the apple juice straight from the bottle.
"That's disgusting," Gaara said lowly. Kiba glared at him.
"No, it's not." The brunette said, holding the bottle out to Naruto, who took it. The blonde took a few sips, his lip stinging from the sweet-sour liquid.
"You're both disgusting."
Naruto and Kiba glanced at each other, then looked at Gaara. "No, we're not." Then they ate in silence for a while.
"Oi, Naruto, are you coming with me to the grocery store?" Kiba asked, chewing mercilessly on his sandwich. Naruto almost felt bad for the food. "We don't have any milk."
"Mhm. Sure." Naruto said, smiling. "Sasuke called TAD for me, and Sasori said I could be home as long as I needed, since I'm done with my kimono."
As if on cue, Sasuke entered the kitchen, Tonbo in his heels. "I hate your cat, Naruto." Sasuke muttered, glaring at the kitten. But he nonetheless took down the cat food and stroked Tonbo over his back, while pouring the food in the bowl on the floor.
"Yeah. I can totally see that," Naruto snorted. "Sasuke, are you coming with me and Kiba to-"
"You're not going anywhere, Naruto. You said you still felt dizzy." Sasuke protested. Naruto opened his mouth, but the Uchiha beat him to it. "No. You aren't leaving this apartment today."
UAUAUA
Sasuke growled, following the brunette and the blonde down the street. He had been thinking of spending this day in bed with his blonde. But apparently, Naruto didn't want that.
Sasuke sighed in relief as they reached the convenience store where they always bought food when they had run out of something after their big shopping day. He catched up with Naruto when Kiba was standing by the milk and wondering which was best of the hundreds of brands. Apparently, milk tasted different. Sasuke hadn't noticed.
Sasuke gripped Naruto's arm, maybe a bit harshly since the blonde gave a startled yelp. Sasuke rolled his eyes, but didn't let go of his boyfriend. He wasn't in the mood for Kiba's and Naruto's immature behaviour at the moment.
"Stop acting like a God damn five-year-old, Naruto." He gritted out. "I'm not in the mood for explaining that you two have a brain damage to the manager when he see how you're being chased by Dog breath."
Naruto nodded. "Sorry, Sasuke."
Sasuke couldn't help but add a little pressure around the arm before letting go, walking after Kiba, who had finally decided that he wanted the milk with the red cow on it.
Naruto pouted, glaring at his boyfriend's back.
UAUAUA
"I'm not going out with you until that bruise is gone." Sasuke mumbled and put the bags on the counter, putting the milk in the refrigerator. "I'm hundred percent honest when I say I rather hear the manager yell at me for not keeping you in order than having him trying to take me down while yelling for someone to call the cops."
Kiba was having a hard time not to laugh, and Naruto felt a bit guilty. It was, after all, his fault that Sasuke had almost been arrested. If he hadn't insulted the Uchiha, Sasuke wouldn't have smacked him over the head and that way the store manager wouldn't had tried to have Sasuke arrested.
Then the guilt disappeared when he thought about how the slap on the back of his head had hurt.
Akamaru yelped, demanding attention. Kiba rolled his eyes, looking pleadingly at Naruto, but the blonde ignored him. Muttering 'fine, I'll take him myself', Kiba walked to take his dog for a walk.
"Did I hear right?" Gaara entered the room, an amused look on his face. "Did they try to arrest you, Uchiha? Why?"
"They thought I abused Naruto." Sasuke snorted. "Foolish man, I tell you."
"You're sounding like Itachi when you say 'foolish'." Naruto snickered. "Say 'foolish mortal'." (1)
Sasuke arched a brow. "No."
"Aww, c'mon." Naruto pecked his boyfriend on the cheek. "Say it." Sasuke shook his head. "Asshole."
"Dumbfuck."
"Jerk."
"Dobe."
"Teme!"
"Stupid blonde!"
"Oi!" Naruto snapped. "Not the hair-colour!"
Sasuke attacked Naruto, embracing him and forcing his lips upon the blonde's. Gaara rolled his bright jade eyes, before walking away. Naruto gave an encouraging moan, as Sasuke's tongue explored his mouth. One of Sasuke's pale hands was entangled in golden hair, while the other hand was already groping Naruto's arse.
Naruto put his hands on Sasuke's chest, trying to force the man off of him. He succeeded, but Sasuke just wouldn't give up. He kissed the blonde again, trying to press Naruto's warm body even more against his own hard one. The thigh that discreetly sneaked in between Naruto's legs rubbed up and down, gently.
The blonde moaned, unconsciously trying to ground his groin on Sasuke's leg. The Uchiha smirked, breaking the kiss. "Kami, Naruto, look here." The blonde obeyed, looking down at the bulge in Sasuke's jeans.
"We were just kissing, you pervert!"
Sasuke snorted. "Like you're one to talk." Naruto looked down again, blushing when he saw his own erection. The blonde smiled innocently, tugging at the hem of Sasuke's jeans. "Oh, you want them off?"
Naruto nodded, unbuttoning the jeans and pulling down the zipper. Sasuke wondered if he should remind Naruto that they were still in the kitchen, but when he felt slender fingers inside of his boxers he decided he wasn't going to say anything about that.
Sasuke leaned down, sucking on Naruto's upper lip while the blonde stroked the Uchiha's cock harder. Sasuke bucked his hips into the hand, groaning when he felt another hand playing with his balls. He bit down on Naruto's upper lip, almost expecting it to start bleeding. Naruto grunted, biting back in Sasuke's lower lip.
The hands disappeared from his boxers, and Sasuke growled, rubbing his thigh against Naruto's dick. The blonde emitted a throaty moan, standing on tiptoes and kissing Sasuke's jaw line. He continued down, until he reached the pale neck, licking and sucking - leaving a mark.
The blonde snickered lowly, under his breath, as he licked his artwork again. Sasuke tilted his head, allowing Naruto to kiss and tickle his neck with his fingertips. It felt so good, and Sasuke didn't want it to stop. But when he felt Naruto's boxer clad cock against his thigh he almost melted.
He broke the lovely contact between his neck and Naruto, tugging of the latter's underwear. The blonde yelped at the sudden movement, not quite expecting that. Sasuke almost ripped off his own boxers. "I ..." He panted. "I'll get the - mm - lube."
"No," Naruto whined, gripping Sasuke's wrist as the Uchiha tried to walk away to get the lube. "Fuck me dry."
Sasuke shook his head. "No," he half-moaned, "then you'll bitch about it tonight."
Naruto looked around, desperately wanting to feel Sasuke inside of him, with him. He spotted a glass bottle with yellow-green liquid in it. "Olive oil." He panted, nodding for Sasuke to get it down from the shelf. "Now!"
Sasuke smirked knowingly, he just loved how horny Naruto could get sometimes. He poured some of the oil on his fingers, not giving a fuck about how it dripped down on the floor. Before he put in his fingers, he raised his hand a bit. Naruto yelped when he felt Sasuke slap his butt.
"Jerk!"
"Hush." Sasuke said firmly, leaving Naruto somewhat stunned.
Had Sasuke just told him to hush?! The blonde growled; first insulting his hair-colour, and then slapping his ass and after that having the nerve to tell him to hush! Naruto huffed, but let Sasuke spread his legs a bit.
He was unable to hold the grudge any longer when two fingers entered him. "Ah-ahhn...!" Naruto was now bent over the counter, Sasuke's fingers working on him from behind.
"Scream my name, loud, Naruto ..." Sasuke murmured, wanting everybody to hear the blonde scream 'Sasuke'. Since he had yet to get a revenge on Shikamaru, he just wished the brunette would come home from SC and walk in on them. That should make the Nara get the picture, right?
His thoughts were interrupted as he took out the fingers, earning one of the dirtiest looks Naruto had ever given him. He almost considered put his fingers in the blonde again, but decided against it. He gripped the bottle again, pouring some oil on his hand, encircling his cock.
"Ah," he moaned, smearing his dick in oil. He dried his hand off on the towel that hung from the hook not too far away. Naruto was whimpering in need, and Sasuke didn't have the heart to tease him anymore. He slowly went inside, his eyes fluttering closed as he pushed inside completely and pressing Naruto against the counter.
"Oh, Sasuke, aah!" Naruto pushed back, almost forcing Sasuke in him fully. He let out a breathy chuckle. "Move your damn dick!"
Sasuke bit down in the blonde's shoulder from behind, gently and sucking. Naruto mewled, feeling the tongue go from his shoulder to shoulder blade. Sasuke thrust hard from behind, making Naruto more or less rub in to the counter he was bent over, building up a friction on his cock.
Sasuke placed each hand on Naruto's sides, gripping hard on the counter and trying not to yell out vulgar words. He leaned his forehead against Naruto's back, noting how good the smooth, tan skin felt against his. "Ahh, Naruto ..."
"Sas-sasuke, fuck me harder, damn it!" Naruto growled. Sasuke was glad to obey. He slammed into the sunkissed, slender male before him, letting out a strangled moan as he came inside of his lover. He tried to catch his breath, riding out his orgasm.
Naruto was a bit annoyed that Sasuke had stopped, but when the Uchiha pulled out his dick and put in his fingers instead, the blonde became happy again, giving soft pants as two of Sasuke's fingers moved in and out of him, Sasuke's other hand encircling his cock and pumping.
"Kami-sama!" Naruto hissed, feeling himself close to the edge.
"You can call me Sasuke, if you want to."
"J-jerk ... ahh!" Naruto came over Sasuke's hand with a pleased moan. They practically fell on the floor in a tangled mess of naked limbs. They were both panting, not hearing the door open and a certain brunette walk in.
"Holy shit! You had sex in the freaking' kitchen?!" Kiba roared, covering his eyes. "Ugh! Keep yourself in the damn bedroom!"
"Your bedroom?" Sasuke suggested, smirking. Kiba scowled, before running out of the room. "It appears that he don't want us to have sex in his bedroom. I'm sorry, Naruto."
The blonde glared at him, then smirked. "I don't want to have sex in Dog breath's bedroom. Gaara's room, on the other hand ..."
Sasuke cocked a brow, before picking himself up. He bent down, gripping Naruto's wrist and pulling the blonde up.
"I'm sooooore," Naruto complained. "You fucking ass."
"No, fucking your ass."
"Kami-sama, stop those lame comebacks." Naruto started limping toward the bathroom, Sasuke smirking behind him.
"I said you could call me Sasuke, if you wante-ow!"
UAUAUA
Shikamaru was tired of avoiding his roommates, it was so troublesome! But he wasn't sure he would be able to take the hateful glares Sasuke sent him, or the knowing glances Gaara shot him or the loud voice of Kiba when he unconsciously reminded them all of what had happened between the lazy brunette and the blonde.
It was his damn apartment too, and he had been hiding at the damn school for ages now. He had to put an end on this awkwardness. Even though he was a bit nervous about what Sasuke had been threatening about - he didn't know what the Uchiha was capable of.
He had even thought of writing a farewell letter, but it was too troublesome. He'd just give everything he owned to Kiba if Sasuke killed him.
He reached the apartment, glaring at the man that was leaning against the wall, who reeked of alcohol. Shikamaru frowned, but the man did nothing to stop him as he went inside and up the stairs. He heard the sounds of the TV, and he could hear Kiba talk to someone that probably was Hyuuga Hinata.
He opened the door, slowly - not wanting to hit Naruto. The Nara didn't know if the bruise looked better now, because he hadn't seen Naruto since he apologized after his return from the hospital. It was awkward enough to be in the same room.
He took a deep breath and stepped inside, almost slamming into no other than Uchiha Sasuke. Shikamaru's brown eyes widened, and Sasuke's narrowed. "... Hi?"
"Nara ..." The Uchiha muttered. "Avoiding me, aren't you." It wasn't a question, so Shikamaru didn't bother to answer. "You know what, I'd like you to help me with a few maths problem."
Shikamaru nodded. "Are we ... are we friends then?"
Sasuke smirked. "We never were, never will." Then the dark-haired, young man left the hall to enter the living room. Shikamaru frowned, cursing the Uchiha inwardly.
Shikamaru took his bag and entered the kitchen, unpacking all his books and putting them in a pile. He knew he wasn't going to study; he had learned everything when Asuma-sensei talked. The test tomorrow was a big one, and that was probably the only reason to why Sasuke had asked for help.
He just hoped it wouldn't get too awkward while helping.
UAUAUA
It was awkward. With Sasuke's dark eyes staring right back at him, he found it hard to concentrate ... and breathe. He was just about to explain how the Uchiha should think when doing these kind of problems, when Sasuke spoke.
"You should just apologize and this would be over."
The Nara's eyes almost fell out. Had it been that easy all the time?! But he had already apologized, so he guessed Naruto had something to do with it. The blonde had probably had a long, serious conversation with Sasuke last night-
"He bribed me." Sasuke explained.
Shikamaru frowned, not really understanding.
"If I forgave you, he would agree to something kinky. So apologize and I'll forgive you." Sasuke said, tapping the pen against his note book.
"Uhm ..." He knew he had to do this properly. "I'm sorry I kissed your boyfriend. It was stupid and mean. So ... I harbour no romantic feelings toward him, and I don't want anything more from him." Right?
"Right." Sasuke nodded. "Repeat it five more times."
To Be Continued
Next Chapter: Crash
Gaara woke up in a comfy bed, but sat up straight before he could even open his eyes. His vision was hit by white.
(1) In the chapter where they are shopping, I'm hinting that Itachi is above 'foolish mortals' (he is!). Just thought you should know.
A/N: I'm sorry that there is no "war" between Shikamaru and Sasuke. My muse thought it would be unnecessary, and I find that I have no will to write it. Though, Sasuke-sama isn't done with Shika-chan quite yet.
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