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Roommates
Crash
Their car was warm, and Gaara couldn't help but lean back in the backseat and just listen to what Sasuke and Naruto could possibly argue about. They had been arguing since last night, and the red-head actually wondered what was so important for them to yell about.
Gaara cracked an eye open, glaring at Naruto. "Shut up, Naruto." He muttered. The blonde turned around in the passenger seat, sticking out his tongue at the red-head.
"If you're not going to use that, don't stick it out." Sasuke said. Naruto glared at him, but stuck in his tongue again and sat properly in his seat.
Sasuke and Gaara had been let out of school early, because of the tests everybody did, and Naruto didn't work because of said tests. So now they were driving the blonde to TAD, because Sasuke and Gaara was going to their family companies in the same direction anyways.
"Horny, perverted jerk." Naruto muttered, looking out the window as cars flew by.
"Stupid, idiotic blonde." Sasuke mumbled, glaring at the road.
"Don't call me a stupid blonde, Sasuke!"
"But you fit into the stereotype so well."
"Damn you."
They were silent for a while, Gaara resting in the back; Sasuke was driving and Naruto pouting. But it seemed that Sasuke desperately wanted to argue with the blonde today.
"I forgave Shikamaru yesterday. And I think that you-"
"Don't even go there, asshole! I'm not letting you record when we have sex!" Naruto slapped Sasuke's shoulder. Sasuke glared at him.
"You promised-"
"Anything but that! Okay? Anything else!" They glared at each other, before Sasuke turned to the road. "What's so special about me and you having sex so it needs to be recorded anyways?"
"I could earn millions on a sex tape with you." Sasuke stated, very seriously. Naruto gaped at him, before cursing the Uchiha.
Gaara sighed, closing his eyes and leaning against the window and listening to the idiots in the front fighting. He had heard more than he wanted already, and was tempted to tell them to shut up or talk about something else.
However, he didn't have time for that. He was jerked forward, his ears going deaf from the sound of shrieking wheels, crashing glass.
He opened his eyes, surprised to see the front of their car destroyed. He looked through his window, his bright eyes widening when he saw the other car driving towards them.
"It's not going to stop."
UAUAUA
Gaara woke up in a comfy bed, but sat up straight before he could even open his eyes. His vision was hit by white. The walls were white, the sheets were white and the curtains were an ugly yellow. He slowly recalled what had happened. A car crash.
He flew up, grabbing his clothes that were on a chair near his bed, ripping off the hospital gown. His head hurt a little, and his hand was bandaged, but he got dressed anyways. He ran a hand through his blood red hair before running out, to the reception that was not too far from him.
"Where's Uzumaki Naruto?" He spat in the nurse's face.
"You're supposed to be in your bed." A dark-haired woman in a white robe walked up to him. She pushed him toward his room again, but he slapped her hands away and re-entered by himself. She followed, watching him sit down on the bed.
"What happened?" He muttered, clearly annoyed.
"You were in a car crash. But you were very lucky. The driver in your car drove against the light, and hit a van, before being hit from the side by a car. Your wrist is broken, and you had a few minor scratches that should be fine in a couple of days." She told him, sitting down on the chair where his clothes had been before. "The other drivers were just fine, a few cuts."
"How are they?"
She frowned. "The blonde one, Uzumaki Naruto, is going to be just fine. He broke a few fingers and got some glass from the windows in his upper arm, and he should be up and about in a few hours. He got a hit on the side of his hea-"
"He already had that one." Gaara told, tapping with a pale finger against his own cheekbone impatiently.
"Oh. Well, I'll have to change that in the journal then." She nodded to herself. "The driver, Uchiha Sasuke, is all fine. He is already awake. He is throwing a little rampage in his boyfriend's room. I suggest you rest some more before you go there, you look very tired."
UAUAUA
Sasuke was glad to hear the handle of the door be pushed down. Finally, he thought, damn doctors working like snails.
But it wasn't a doctor whom entered. Instead, it was a red-haired, tall and muscular man with brown eyes. He was not dressed in a white robe; but a pair of baggy jeans and a t-shirt, a jacket over his shoulders.
"What are you doing here?" Sasuke asked, his grip around Naruto's hand tightening somewhat.
"I'm his brother. The docs call your family when you end up here, dumbfuck." Kyuubi rolled his eyes. "I'd guess your parents should be here any minute."
Sasuke corrected his hair a bit, glad that he was already dressed properly in his dress shirt and pants. He wanted to make a good impression on Kyuubi, because, after all, he was Naruto's family. He wanted the blonde's family to like him. He sat a bit straighter, hoping to regain his posture.
Kyuubi smirked, sitting down on the other side of the bed in an ugly, green chair. He glanced at his younger brother, who was laying on the bed, the bruised part of his face facing Kyuubi.
"What the fuck happened here?" He poked Naruto's stitch, seeing that it was a bit older. You didn't have to be a doctor to see that, at least not when you were used to end up with stitches yourself because of fights.
"Our roommate slammed a door in his face." Sasuke answered, biting his lip when he was about to add 'sir'. Kyuubi was not a sir, but he sure was frightening.
"Mhm." Kyuubi leaned back in his chair again. "Minato and Kushina also got the call."
Sasuke looked up, trying to avoid Kyuubi's fierce eyes but still face him.
"They're on their way here. Should take them a few hours to get here, though." Kyuubi leaned forward again, seemingly unable to sit still. He noticed Sasuke's glances, but didn't say anything.
"Uhm, Kyuubi-san," the Uchiha finally spoke up. "Are you sure it's a good idea that your parents are coming here?"
"Yeah. Barbie should meet them, hasn't done it in over a year."
"... What about you then?"
Kyuubi snickered. "So he told you then? That he thinks our daddy sold me to some dudes when we were poor."
"Thinks?"
Kyuubi nodded. "Kushina wanted to sell herself first, but it seemed that it wasn't an option. Minato decided that we were going to sell Naru, let him move to some rich family that wanted a blonde kid. We all agreed that it was a good idea, because that way we would get money and Naru would get a good home. Until we realized that the only that wanted to buy Naru was either old men or parents that wanted to give their kids a toy."
Sasuke stared, caressing Naruto's arm absent-mindedly with his fingers.
"So I came up with the idea to sell myself. Our parents didn't like it in the beginning, but I did it anyways. After a few months, Minato was able to start his own business and we became rich. A sob story, alright. And Barbie has yet to forgive his beloved daddy. Questions?"
Sasuke nodded. "Why would your father let Naruto think it was his decision to ... sell ... you?"
"I dunno. I think he actually believes it was his fault. Don't really care 'bout it," Kyuubi shrugged. "You seem alright, Uchiha. Maybe Naru's daddy will actually like you."
Sasuke frowned at that, but they were interrupted by a knock on the door. Itachi stepped inside, Fugaku in tow. Trust Itachi to knock on the door even in an emergency. "How are you, little brother?"
"I'm fine."
The elder Uchihas looked at Kyuubi, Fugaku's dark eyes never leaving the red-head as he closed the door. "I'm Namikaze Kyuubi. Lovely to meet you." His voice dripped with sarcasm, and Sasuke flinched. He hoped his brother and father wouldn't do anything stupid.
"I'm Uchiha Fugaku. This is my son, Itachi." Fugaku looked at Naruto's vulnerable form in the bed. Naruto had always been a miracle to Fugaku; the blonde had taught Sasuke how to feel, which made him human. "How is Naruto-kun?"
"He should be alright." Sasuke muttered, but he still felt like the world was coming to an end. Naruto's parents would be here in a few hours, damn it! He couldn't sit here and look like a ghost. He wanted to make a good impression. "A few broken ribs."
Itachi scowled, his dark eyes never leaving Kyuubi. "Namikaze you said?"
"Yep." Kyuubi grinned, flashing his sharp teeth.
"How do you know Naruto-kun?" Itachi asked, not caring if he was rude. He was an Uchiha; he could do whatever he wanted - even if Namikaze was a very exclusive name.
"I'm Barbie's brother." Kyuubi glanced at the blonde in the bed. He slapped the sleeping blonde's shoulder. "Oi! Wake up, dumbfuck!"
The Uchihas flinched at the crude language and the volume. Naruto stirred, mumbling something.
"I said. Wake. Up!"
Naruto fluttered his eyes open. Fugaku was actually taken back by the intense colour of Naruto's eyes against all the white in the room. Everything seemed dull compared to that amazing colour.
The blonde slowly sat up, confused looking around. "What the ...?" He spotted Kyuubi. "You."
"How are you feeling, baby?" Sasuke asked, still a tight grip on Naruto's hand.
"My head hurts." Naruto mumbled, his eyes never leaving Kyuubi. "What are you doing here?"
Kyuubi flashed another grin. "I'm visiting you, of course, lil' bro! Got a call from some doc tellin' me you'd been in a crash? I'm glad you're happy to see me."
Naruto groaned, and then saw the two elder Uchihas by the door. He blushed. "... hi?"
UAUAUA
Hinata had been seeing Kiba for a little more than a month now, and could proudly say that she had seen him in all the moods she could possibly imagine. Happiness, sadness, anger, worry, nervousity. But she had no idea what emotion was gracing her boyfriend's rough features at the moment.
His brown eyes were narrowed, and held none of the warmth they usually held. His lips were a thin line, and his left eyebrow was twitching.
It wasn't anger; he usually yelled and cursed when angry. It wasn't happiness or sadness. It wasn't worry; she had seen him worry about Naruto before, and then he had looked like a ghost. It wasn't nervousity; he wasn't biting on his nails or pulling his hair.
So, she wondered, what is this?
They were walking fast through the corridors at the central hospital, having heard about the car crash. She knew he was worried too, because anyone would be worried to hear that three of his roommates - one of them a close friend - had been in a car crash. She knew how Kiba felt about Naruto; protective and loving like a brother, but hiding it under playful and teasing acts.
They reached the room they had been instructed to go to. Kiba threw the door open without knocking. He heard someone behind the door let out a startled, squeaking sound. When he entered, Hinata following, he noticed that Naruto sure was popular.
Kyuubi and Sasuke were sitting on each side of the blonde's bed, and Itachi and Fugaku was sitting in chairs behind the door; explaining to that Itachi had been the one letting out the surprised sound when the door had almost flown up in his face.
"Naru, are you okay?" Kiba almost fell over his feet, but Hinata gripped his collar before that.
The blonde looked annoyed, but nodded. "I wanna see Gaara."
"Shikamaru is there, so the freak is just fine." Kiba waved it away as if it was a minor detail. "What happened? They just said you were in a crash."
Sasuke bowed his head, staring at the floor.
"I was bothering Sasuke while he drove." Naruto mumbled.
"In the car?!" Kyuubi started laughing.
Itachi looked a little uncomfortable with that rough laughter. Fugaku wasn't so sure he liked that Naruto was together with Sasuke anymore. The blonde was lovely, he really was, but if this was his family ... Itachi seemed to read his mind, and therefore mouthed 'Namikaze' to his father.
Fugaku remembered, nodding to himself. He hadn't known that Naruto was a Namikaze; then he would have been nicer to Naruto from the start. Maybe he was adopted, since he had a different last name.
"You sucked him off in the car!" Kyuubi was howling, clutching his stomach as he laughed.
"No!" Naruto winced as he tried to move, but the pain in his hand stopped him. "No, you idiot, we were having a fight."
Itachi arched a brow, but decided not to ask about what. Kiba and Hinata were standing close to each other, the brunette looking troubled and casting glances at Kyuubi.
"What's wrong, Kiba?" Sasuke asked, annoyed.
The dog lover grimaced. "Uhm ... nothing. We're going to wait outside, and maybe see if Gaara's alright. Bye!" Kiba flashed a grin, before pulling Hinata out with him. She yelped out something they didn't really understand, before closing the door after them.
There was silence, as Naruto glared at Kyuubi for both scaring away his chicken-shit friend and accusing him for giving Sasuke a BJ in the car. Kyuubi had stopped laughing and howling, but was now smirking in a fashion that actually scared Sasuke somewhat.
"Do you know why all the blonde girls have bruises around their belly buttons?" Kyuubi snickered.
Itachi scowled. "No?"
"Because there are blonde boys too!"
UAUAUA
Sasuke and Naruto were finally alone. The blonde was furious, though. Almost two hours with Kyuubi had made him pissed, and he had begged for Itachi to help him escape. But the elder Uchiha had simply smirked and walked after Fugaku.
And a furious Naruto meant that he either wanted to have hard, sweaty mansex the entire night or be just furious. And Sasuke didn't like the last part at all. Because a furious Naruto was a scary Naruto.
So he thanked Kami, Buddha and Jashin that Naruto was horny instead of scary.
"Sasuke ..." Naruto pulled him on his bed in the hospital. He forced Sasuke down on his back, straddling his hips. Naruto smirked, leaning down and capturing the Uchiha's lips. They shared a rather violent, harsh kiss.
Naruto chuckled, biting his boyfriend's lower lip, sucking on it. He ground his hips against Sasuke's, making the Uchiha groan in pleasure. He felt the hardness that became to form in Sasuke's jeans, and smirked. He let go of Sasuke's lip, licking them before sitting straighter.
He winced when he supported himself on his hand, grimacing at the pain. Sasuke immediately tried to sit up, wanting to kiss Naruto's pain away, but was pushed back on the bed again. "Lay down, Uchiha."
Sasuke smirked, loving the feel of Naruto's ass against his erection. He bucked his hips up, only to have Naruto growl at him.
"Stop that, teme." He muttered, his hands pulling at Sasuke's shirt. The Uchiha helped Naruto get off his shirt, before helping Naruto out of his own without hurting his broken fingers. "I'm going to ride you."
"Mmm..." Sasuke moaned at the idea as Naruto started fumbling with his zipper with his unharmed hand. The Uchiha helped, soon getting off his pants and Naruto's as well. Their clothes were soon spread over the room, and Naruto were stroking Sasuke's dick gently.
His slim, unbroken, fingers were now playing gently with Sasuke's balls.
"Nnn...aruto ..." Sasuke threw his head back in the soft pillow, biting his lower lip harshly. Naruto chuckled lowly, his fingers leaving the balls to travel over pale skin. "Damn you ...! Get your hand - mm - back there!"
Naruto simply smiled, looking horribly sadistic. Sasuke growled, using all his concentration not to hurt any of the blonde's fingers as he flipped them around. He was now kneeling between Naruto's legs, his cock ready to enter. Naruto placed his slim legs around Sasuke's toned waist.
He gave a long moan as the Uchiha filled him slowly. Once inside, Sasuke smirked and thrusted out again.
"Ahh-ahh!" Naruto arched his back as his sweet spot was hit.
"Who's your daddy now, huh?" Sasuke grinned maniacally, thrusting in to the heat again.
"Well, I'm pretty sure that it's not you."
The voice behind him made Sasuke stop and look over his shoulder. His eyes widened a bit as he was staring at a tall male with broad shoulders and a furious look. His electric blue eyes were glaring daggers at him, and the scowl was so deep that Sasuke wondered if the man was born that way.
It hit him like a ton of bricks - the blue eyes, the blonde hair, the sunkissed skin. It had to be-
"Daddy?!" Naruto shrieked, like a schoolgirl seeing a spider. He tried to push Sasuke off him, but the Uchiha was in his own little world of shock.
"When I get in here again," the blonde man said, his hand covering his eyes, "you both better be dressed." Then the man known as Naruto's father almost ran out of the room in panic.
The blonde tried to push Sasuke away from him, but the Uchiha simply thrust inside again, making Naruto mewl. "Jerk, get out of me."
Sasuke groaned in annoyance, pulling out and jumping off the bed to get dressed. He had to think of his brother and father in bikinis to get his arousal fade away. Naruto dressed, a little clumsier since one of his hands were hurt. Sasuke helped him with his pants.
"If you say anything perverted or stupid I'll bite your dick off." Naruto threatened as he walked over to the door, his body a little stiff. He opened the door, Sasuke sitting on the now made bed.
The blonde man entered again, his sunkissed face just as red as Naruto's, and a slim woman following him inside. The woman was just as gorgeous as the man, but in a different way. While the blonde man was like a happy kind of handsome beautiful, the woman was adorable.
She had long, red hair and brown eyes and a slim body. She was like a female version of Kyuubi, and Sasuke understood that it had to be Naruto's mother.
"Hi. I'm Namikaze Kushina." The red-haired woman held out her hand to Sasuke. The Uchiha took it. "This is my husband, Minato."
He noted that Naruto didn't share his parents' last name. "Uchiha Sasuke. Nice to meet you." Sasuke ignored the horrible glares Minato sent him, even though they were worse than any glare Sasuke had suffered before - and he was Itachi's little brother, which said a lot. "I'll ... leave you alone for a while." Sasuke pretended not to hear the small whimper Naruto let out.
He nodded to Kushina before leaving the room to his lover and his lover's parents.
Inside, Naruto sat down on the bed, staring at the wall before him. Kushina sat down next to him, not very close, but too close for Naruto's comfort. "Why did you come here?"
Minato walked up to them, standing before the bed. "They called us and said you had been in a car accident, of course we came here."
"It's only a few broken fingers." Naruto said bitterly - he wouldn't be able to paint with his right hand for a while.
"Who was that young man in here?" Kushina asked hurriedly. "Is he your boyfriend?"
Naruto blinked, thinking what a poor attempt to change the subject.
To Be Continued
Next Chapter: Tears
The first time Sasuke saw Naruto cry, he thought the world was coming to an end.
A/N: Okay, I've been obsessed with Benny Benassi since ... ever. And he has a song called "Who's your daddy?", and I was listening to it while writing the lime-thingy. -Sigh- I love Benny Benassi.