Trough All My Senses
By Bevino
Beta'd by planet na martian
The First Time I Touched You
Uchiha Sasuke slept well that night, dreaming of Uzumaki Naruto in his prison deep into the forest. What was he like? What did he look like? And what had he done to be caged into the deepest forest? Sasuke didn't know. Naruto. Even the name was beautiful. Naruto, with his beautiful, husky voice.
As soon as Sasuke woke up that morning, he knew he hadn't got enough of Naruto. He had to go there again. The day before, he had to go home, to meet up with his sensei Hatake Kakashi. On the way into the village of Konoha, he had thought about asking his sensei about the boy. But, when he finally met up with his teacher, he changed his mind. Sasuke didn't know why. Did he want Naruto all to himself? What if Kakashi didn't know he was there in the forest, and Sasuke only made him as curious as he was? No, Naruto was his. He would not tell a soul.
Naruto had sounded sad yesterday when he said he had to leave him, but he had brushed over it, laughing. Sasuke wondered how a boy in a prison like that without light and warmth could laugh like that from his heart. Maybe because Sasuke hadn't done anything bad to him.
Sasuke couldn't believe all those horrible things the villagers had done to him. 'Spit on me, hit me or stab me' Naruto had said. And 'rape me'.
Sasuke shuddered.
He thanked the Godaime for stopping the last thing.
Sasuke hadn't gotten very much out of Naruto. Naruto was very anonymous. But he had a feeling that Naruto hadn't always been like that. It was a shame that someone had made the light in the boy go out. Turning him into a bitter shell with almost no emotions.
As Sasuke sat on his bed that morning, he realized that he almost was like a shell with no emotions. Naruto seemed to have as bad memories as he did, but he didn't want Naruto to be alone. Just like he didn't want to be alone. With Naruto, it felt like he had someone close, though they had only met once. Uzumaki Naruto seemed to have a strange aura around him. Sasuke wondered what a boy like Naruto could have done in his past.
The black-haired boy came out of his bed, and walked into the shower. He turned it on. After he had gotten rid of his night-clothes, he stepped inside the shower. The warm water rained on his face, wetting his hair, pouring down over his body. He wanted to see Naruto again. He wanted to know everything about the boy, the man. Just the thought about Naruto's voice made Sasuke's back shiver, and he felt the urge of touching himself.
'Sasuke,' said the voice, over and over again. Sasuke answered with Naruto's name, and he moaned as he heard the low vibrations in his ears and in his heart.
Sasuke quickly got out of the shower before he took it too far, wrapping his towel around his waist.
'That's it', he thought. 'I have to see him'.
Uzumaki Naruto wrinkled his pale eyebrows when he heard his hungry stomach. The guards had probably forgot him again, intentional or unintentional. Sometimes, it went days before he got any food. He was used to it, but still - he was hungry.
It was cold. The big stone-blocks kept the warmth from the sun hidden from him, and burning outside. And the floor made of wood gave him the cold from the earth underneath him. Though, this was one of the warmer times of the year, and Naruto appreciated that. During the autumn and the winter, he sometimes had frost inside, and all he got was an extra blanket. Well, at least he got that. And warm food, for once. He didn't know what he liked the most. Warm body or warm food.
His stomach growled and chose the food, and Naruto had to agree.
Naruto crept closer into his embrace; there he sat in his white yukata. Two long chains went from his ankles into the massive stone-walls. He had tried to chew them off, but not even his fangs did any good. You could see the bite-marks all over it.
Five years. For five years he had been imprisoned here. He had been taken on his fifteenth birthday. The first weeks he had lived in the big building together with the others, but after an...incident...he had been removed to here, and here he was indeed. Nobody had a thought of letting him go.
That was a lie. He knew he had some people out there fighting for him, and had done that in those five years now. But nothing had changed, and Naruto didn't think anything would either. Tsunade and Jiraiya. They visited him sometimes, but they had really many things to do. Naruto didn't blame them. Who wanted to visit him anyway? He was just the demon-child.
But then there was this boy. The boy who had come to talk to him yesterday. The boy that didn't do him any harm. The boy with the silky voice. Naruto had no idea of his name. Their talk had not been long before the boy had to go, but somehow it had made him feel better then he had in years. Hell, he had even laughed, and he didn't know why. It had felt right. Just right. Naruto knew he would live long on that short conversation. Maybe years? There were so many things he wanted to ask the boy, but he had never found the questions. But Naruto also knew that he would never meet the boy again. Why would anyone come back here? Yeah, except the guards, who sometimes came with food and some villagers who sometimes came with knives.
Naruto realized that the villagers hadn't visited him lately. They would probably come any day now.
He sighed and looked at his arm. There were no scars at all, but Naruto still had lost count of how many there were right after the cutting and the stabbing.
Naruto looked at his arms and stroked them. Once upon a time they had been tan, almost gold – or bronze - but now, after five years in the cold shadow, they were ghostly white and grey. A man could wonder why he still had his muscles left, but Naruto would never tell anyone that he still trained in secret. All the training he could do, he did. It was not much; the chains around his ankles prevented that, but the small exercises held his form a little. He would die if he hadn't anything to do.
Though, the training had not happened these last days. The lack of food made him hungry, and he didn't want to use up all the left power and chakra he had. He had no intention to die, no, he would live through this. In that way, he may be somewhat famous. Not the fame he once dreamed of – that dream was killed years ago.
Naruto let his head fall against the stone. He closed his eyes, but he knew he wouldn't be able to sleep. Though, he was still tired. And the few hours he slept every night or day didn't go up in numbers. It was few hours.
Naruto's head shot up at a sound in the forest right outside the wall. Did the villagers come? He knew they would come, but it was day. A fact that he only knew, was that he could see dim light from the small opening in the prison. The villagers never came at night. But then...
"Naruto?" said a voice, and Naruto's heart jolted at the sound. He didn't believe it.
"Is..is that you?" he breathed out, not knowing if the other boy heard him.
"It depends."
"Huh?" Yeah, that sounded smart. "On what?"
The voice chuckled.
"If it's me you are asking for."
Naruto remember the voice, and he knew it was the boy from yesterday. But why was he here? He should be in the village, training to be a ninja like he had been yesterday.
"Why...why are you here?"
The boy snorted.
"Che. That's one nice welcoming. Maybe you want me to leave?"
Naruto didn't want the boy to leave.
The forest was filled with a long silence.
The birds sang. The wind made the leaves on the Konoha forest trees rustle. If you listened carefully you would hear the small stream a bit away. A cloud moved over the sky, trying to shadow the sun but never really came to its goal. The sun remained. A rustle was heard again, but this time from the chains inside the prison. The boy on the other side snapped.
"Dobe! You really want me to leave you here!"
"N...no," was the silent answer.
"Then why don't you say something."
Naruto didn't answer direct.
"I wanted to see if you went," he mumbled. He heard the boy sigh.
"Dobe."
"Teme."
Naruto painted a small leaf in the dust.
"What's your name?" he asked.
"Sasuke. Uchiha Sasuke." Naruto twitched. Uchiha. That had been the name of the prisoner he...met...during the first week he was caged. Uchiha Itachi, who had made him sit alone in the forest. He could only thank the gods that he wasn't executed.
"Smaller brother of Uchiha Itachi?"
A snort from Sasuke was heard.
"Did you know him?"
Naruto squirmed troubled.
"I heard of him," was all he said. Sasuke didn't have to know that Naruto was the one to get Itachi executed. In a sort of way. Quickly he brushed it over.
"Sasuke, ne? It's a beautiful name." It really was.
"Sh...shut up," the boy on the other side said. Naruto smiled. Sasuke sounded embarrassed.
"Age?"
"Che, you are the one asking the questions now?"
"Does it trouble you?"
Sasuke snorted.
"Seventeen."
"Then I'm older than you. That's weird, you sound older."
"Listen to yourself, dobe."
"Teme."
"Dumbass."
"Bastard."
They went quiet. Even though of all the insults, it was a comfortable silence. Naruto smiled, and he could almost feel the smile from Sasuke from the other side. It felt warm.
"It's not like I want you to leave, but why are you here? Why did you come back?" Naruto couldn't help to wonder. Why would anybody come back? But then again, Uchiha Sasuke didn't know who - or what - he really was.
"I thought...I thought that you might be hungry."
The Uchiha laughed. The growl from Naruto's stomach was heard through the window.
"You have food with you?" he heard the enthusiastic questions from the inside.
"Yes, and water too."
"Really!" Sasuke smiled. He felt happy when he heard how happy Naruto sounded. Probably the man inside hadn't got anything to eat for some time, and he could understand that Naruto was happy about the fact that he had food with him.
"Really." He stuck his hand down in the full bag he had with him, and took out some bread and cheese. He didn't know what Naruto liked to eat, but he could start with something easy. Sasuke looked down in the bag, hoping that Naruto liked Ramen, because that was all the warm stuff he had brought with him. He broke the bread in smaller pieces to make them fit between the bars in the window.
"Can you take it?"
"Yeah..." Sasuke saw the shadow on the side, but there was no way in the world that he could see Naruto. He heard the chains over the floor, and when they stopped. Naruto seemed closer, but he still couldn't see the older boy. He pressed the bread through, and suddenly a pale hand was seen in the light. Sasuke almost backed away when he saw it. It was a thin hand, but bigger than his. And so much paler. Sasuke had never really seen anyone paler than him. This hand was as white as snow, and that maybe wasn't a weird thing for someone who was caged up. How long had Naruto been here?
The hand had long, slender fingers, and the nails were bitten down, with small dust under them. But otherwise the hand was clean, save from some dust. Sasuke supposed there was some kind of washing-things inside, and hopefully a toilet. It didn't smell so much, so Sasuke assumed there was one.
The hand grasped lightly at Sasuke's fingers. His hand begun to shiver at the touch. The hand slowly stroked his hand, and holding still for a moment. Sasuke felt the sparks go through his arm, up to his chest and into his heart. What did this boy do to him? Why did he want to touch the hand back, stroking it as the hand stroked his, kiss it, kiss each of the pale fingertips, licking on them, sucking on them? He wanted the hand touch him everywhere, and the tingle in his body got worse.
Sasuke lifted his other hand and laid it over Naruto's. The prisoners hand stopped when it felt the hand over his. Sasuke begun to stroke the upper side of the hand, scratching it slightly with his fingernails. He heard the gasp of the other boy. Maybe it had gone a long time since he was touched by a gentle hand, by a gentle person. Naruto had mentioned that he had been raped, and Sasuke couldn't even imagine how that made one see the human kind afterwards. But Naruto didn't pull his hand back. Sasuke begun scrape away the dirt under the fingernails, earning a snort from Naruto.
Suddenly Sasuke lifted their hands, and he kissed the upper side of Naruto's before he made Naruto wrap his fingers around the bread, and pushing it in between the bars again. The hand was still in the opening some seconds, before retreating into the dark again. Sasuke hear the sound of someone eating bread.
They continued the same way. Naruto held out his hand, and every time Sasuke would lay a new piece of bread or cheese in it he kissed or stroked the hand back to life again, only to see the hand disappear in the shadows. When all the bread was eaten he warmed up the Ramen-cup with his fire jutsu.
"You can't get the cup through the bars," Naruto said sadly. When Sasuke had told the other boy that he would get warm Ramen, he had received happy blessings. Apparently Naruto really liked Ramen.
"It's okay," Sasuke said, a little nervous. "I feed you."
The Ramen was finished, and he put the chopsticks in it. The noodles where lifted into the dark and he felt the chop-sticks move as someone ate from them on the other side. They kept doing it until the bottle was empty.
"Thank you."
"You're welcome."
"I have water too. Do you have something I can pour it in?" He heard Naruto move.
"You can try to pour it in now," Naruto said. Naruto held a small wooden bowl on the other side, and Sasuke filled it. Naruto drank it up, and then Sasuke filled the bowl again, until the water in the bottle was empty.
"Thank you," Naruto said again.
Sasuke smiled. He had fed Naruto, and he had kissed his hand. He felt warm. He made actually made this person inside the prison feel good, full and happy, and that made him feel happy. He wanted to take care of Naruto, Naruto and only Naruto alone. He wanted to know more about Naruto, but he had to leave him. Sasuke didn't want to. He wanted to stay outside the prison for the rest of the day, and night, just to be close to Naruto. He wasn't afraid of the older boy. He could never imagine that Naruto could have done something bad. But something he must have done, because he was imprisoned, and he was isolated from the others.
But Sasuke didn't care. He wanted to free Naruto from his cage.
"I have to meet up with my sensei now," he said, "or else he will be suspicious."
"I see. Thank you again, Sasuke, for giving me food. I'm sorry that I can't give you anything back." Sasuke shook his head.
"You don't need to do anything." He changed the weight on his feet. "Anyway..:"
"No, wait! Give me your hand!" He was interrupted by an almost desperate plea. Sasuke let his thin arm go through the bars, and he felt both Naruto's hands over his hand. Naruto stroked his hand, and suddenly he felt soft lips press against it. He kissed Sasuke's hand, like Sasuke had kissed Naruto's. Sasuke gasped when he felt a small wet trace make it's way from his middle finger and over the back of his hand. Naruto licked his hand, and then he kissed it again. Sasuke moaned. It felt so good. He lifted his hand until it made contact with Naruto's cheek, and he caressed it softly. He felt pretty short hair between his fingers, soft, and Naruto leaned into the touch.
Sasuke became aware of the time.
"I have to go now."
Naruto gave Sasuke his hand back.
"I'll be back tomorrow."
"Thank you Sasuke." The voice was filled with the deepest emotions, and Sasuke shivered at the beautiful voice. His hand fell to his side, trembling.
"Dobe."
"Teme."
"Dumbass."
"Bastard."
They laughed quietly, and Sasuke walked away, reluctantly.
But then again, he would come back tomorrow.
Deep into the dark Naruto again looked at his hands. They looked stronger, tanner, fresher and not so sick anymore. He let them wander to his chest that was beating from it's inside. Uchiha Sasuke. Uzumaki Naruto smiled.
Maybe...
TBC