The first time I smelled you

A guard in the prison walked near the high wall which belonged to the prison. very near but on the same time, you could see him very well. Today was little more grey than the other days had been this week. The clouds where gathering on the grey sky, and the guard could see that i would probably rain later. Maybe a nice thunder too. He snickered. Suitable for a day like this.

The guard shoved his hands in his pockets. His hands wrapped around his full key-chain. The chains made a sound, and when he took out his hands from his pockets, the keys followed.

For a witness it would look like the guard just dropped the keys by mistake. For a witness that saw the guards face, he or she would wonder why he smirked. For a witness who knew what was going on, he would pick up the keys.

But there was no witness.

And the keys where laying in the high grass.

Until someone, or rather someones, picked them up.

It sure would be a grey day.

Sasuke hadn't sleept as well as the night before. When he had come home late the night before, he only had Naruto in his thoughts. Naruto with his pale hand, Naruto with his soft hand together with the beautiful voice. Naruto kissing his hand, Naruto licking his hand. Naruto with his soft cheek.

As said, Sasuke couldn't sleep well that night. Naruto flashed through his mind. What did he look like? What did he like more than Ramen? Why had he made Sasuke want to kiss his hand. Sasuke knew he wanted to kiss more than Naruto's hand. He wanted to kiss Naruto. Just the thought about Naruto's lips against his made him moan. This was not good. Not good at all. But why did it feel so good?

The last Uchiha had never been in love.

Not even a stupid little crush when he was younger.

Of course, many people was in love with him. Or at least they thought that they were in love with Sasuke. Sasuke wondered if thet had any idea how he was to people he didn't like. Some of the girls in the fan-club had experienced that. They had run home, crying. But back they was the next day.

Sasuke let his body fall down heavy on his bed with the white blankets. It was soft and big, and Sasuke's whole body were aching after his training-pass with Kakashi-sensei and Sakura. He was strong, yes, but both Sakura and Kakashi againts him in a match was not as easy as it sounded. Kakashi and Sakura was very strong too. But they knew each others attacks. Sasuke knew when Kakashi would dig himself into the ground, and he knew when Sakura would summon all her chakra in her fist. And they knew when he would use his Chidori.

Thy knew each other very well. Too well.

This was not any of Sasuke's thoughts when he lied on his bed, arms and legs wide spread. No, all he had in his mind was Naruto. He lifted his arms up in the air against the ceiling. He observed the hands. He looked closer on the hand Naruto had caressed.

Just to think about it made the hand shiver.

And it made him hard.

Hard down there.

Sasuke cursed silently. Just his luck. The first boy he met that he could possible think of as a friend he fell in love with.

No, the last Uchiha had never been in love. But he knew what love felt like. All he could feel was the tingle in his fingertips when he talked to Naruto, and how the small butterflies in hos stomach flew around. And the warm feeling in his heart. And the warm feeling on his cheeks when Naruto said his name was beautiful, and when Naruto kissed and licked his hand.

Uzumaki Naruto. What have you done to me?

Sasuke pushed himself off the bed and went over to his mirror. He leaned closer and watched his face. The black silky hair, that stood up on the back on his head. The pale skin that was more colourful than Naruto's. It was smooth and clean. His pink lips that probably was the only colourful thing on him in general. His nose, and those small, almost invisible freckles in it. And his black stones that made his eyes. Sasuke looked into them. How much he ever looked into them, he never saw what colour they were. Maybe they just was plain black.

He picked up his brush and drew it through his hair. The silky straws layed down over his ears, only to go up somewhat little again when the brush was finished. He went through his whole hair now. It wasn't as tousled now as before.

The young boy put down the brush and licked his lips, sucking on firt the upper lip and then the lower. They was a little more reddish now, and where glimmering inviting.

He pulled his shirt over his head and then looked into the mirror again.

His eyes seemed somewhat bigger than earlier, and his lips where glowing. He looked beautiful.

Sasuke wondered if Naruto would think he was beautiful.

Maybe Naruto didn't like pretty-boys? What if Naruto thought he looked like a sissy? Suddenly it struck through Sasuke's mind.

What if Naruto didn't like boys at all? Kissing and licking his friends hands maybe was something th boy inside the prison did everyday. Well, maybe not everyday, but still. The thought almost made Sasuke soft again. But only almost.

Sasuke growled and threw one of his pillows in his mirror image. He sighed and went back to his bed. Sasuke collapsed on the bed, and his hand went closer to his stomach, and down to his pants. He unbuttoned them and let his hand wander inside.

The first touch made Sasuke moan and arch his back slightly. Fast he took of his pants and threw them away, along with his boxers. His hand found it's way around his lenght, and he sucked in breath as he begun to move it, up and down, up and down. His back arched more this time, and soft moans and grunts escaped his lips, even though he tried to hush them down. His hips moved against the hand now.

Naruto's hand around his member, a black shadow over him, kissing him. He kissed back, but his lips never felt anything against them. He let out a whimper in loss, and he moved his hand faster. Naruto let his pale hands wander on Sasuke's side down to his waist, and then he took Sasuke's other hand that cramped at the blanket and puller it down to his now wide, spread legs, letting Sasuke's middle finger rest light at his opening. Sasuke had never though about toughing himsefl there, never, but it seemed like the pulsing didn't want to stop. Sasuke grunted as he let his finger slip inside, and it felt wierd.

"Yes."

Naruto's voice encouraged him, and Sasuke let the finger go in and out the tight hole. Deeper. One finger turning into two, scissoing the entrace and then three fingers. The hand wrapped around his member moved even faster if that was possible, and the movemenst below it turned as fast. Sasuke fel something inside him, and it felt so good.

And his imagined shadow of Naruto over him. Only the shadows arms and hands had a proper form, the rest was black. And the voice of Naruto, making him fall evern deeper in pleasure. The fingers touch his nipples, making him moan, yes, almost scream. The fingers turned into Naruto's tongue, licking it's way down to Sasuke's shaft.

That was all Sasuke could take. The pleasure become unbearable, and in a more intense orgasm he ever had, Sasuke fell over the edge.

When he opened his eyes he wasn't surprised to find him alone in the bed. That Naruto would be there was only in his mind, in his dream. Sasuke stood tiredly up and went to the bathroom where he found a towel to clean himself up. Afterwards he was back into his bed again.

Yes, as said, Sasuke hadn't slept well that night, cause all he could think about was Naruto. So when he woke up today, he had overslept. There was no chance at all that he could go to Naruto before his traning. Sasuke looked trhough his wardarobe and picked a pair of black pants he never wore, cause they did no good in training. The pants looked like they belonged on a night out, but Sasuke had the urge to feel pretty today.

He sighed as he picked a beige t-shirt. Naruto wouldn't even see him there he sat in the dark hell, and still Sasuke tried to look his best. He brushed his hair with irritated swings and went out.

He looked up at the heaven. The clouds were gathering, and it looked like it was going to rain later. That's good for the earth, he thought.

Naruto closed his eyes. He couldn't believe it. After only two days he was addicted to Sasuke, and now he was worrying where the boy was. Sasuke had showed up, and Naruto felt pretty alone. More alone than in years.

Had something happened? He pulled in the chains. The chains themselves was not hard to break, but the amount of chakra they absorbed maked them impossible to break. They didn't suck all of it up, no, then he wouldn't even make it to the toilet. But it was much, so much. For his chakra they even had to make special chains to him, so they could take everything in. Naruto had a very great amount of chakra.

No, he couldn't break loose and look for Sasuke.

Probably Sasuke wasn't in danger at all. Maybe he overslept?

Maybe Naruto had scared him away yesterday? For good?

Or, of course, as the most beliving thing was, he didn't bother to care about Naruto more. He got what he wanted, and then he was satisfied.

Naruto smiled a sad smile. He tried to battle down the disapointment that grew in his heart, but it was so hard, so hard.

Sasuke had probably felt bad for him, and the only reason he had came with food to Naruto was because to make Sasuke himself feel better, and then move on with his life. Naruto didn't have a chance at all againt life itself.

When Naruto was small he learned early what life was. Mostly it was sadness, and to sit alone on your bed, looking out on the crowded streets. Naruto couldn't go down there, not even to buy food sometimes, cause he always felt so hurt when he came back to his appartment. Their hateful glares, the hard punches, the ignorance when he tried to buy something. And the feeling of not being loved. Life itself was very painful, and the biggest pain had been around the area of his chest. Sometimes it felt like it was going to explode, and sometimes he couldn't even breath.

At that time Naruto hadn't know why they hated him. He didn't know why his classmates parents had told their children to keep away from him, and why they made them treat him bad. Naruto hadn't know why he was always left alone, and when they trained they had left him to train with either himself or his teacher. Naruto hadn't know why these awful men came to his house in the middle of the night, beating him up and cutting his stomach.

The thruth came when he was twelve years old.

And he understood them.

After that, Naruto let them beat him. He let them spit on him, he let them cut him. And after a year or two, he let them rape him.

He let them, cause after all, he had killed their parents. Their sons, and daughters. Sometimes the whole family.

Naruto hated himself.

But when Uchiha Sasuke had came, he didn't hate himself. Sasuke made him feel human again, like he had done when he had sparred with his teacher, and then ate Ramen with him. Iruka had made him feel close to somebody. But not even Iruka could make him feel alive any longer.

Iruka was forbidden to visit Naruto. He had tried to free Naruto, a dark evening, but he had been caught. Iruka was under observe, and he was not allowed to take a step near Naruto. Naruto sighed. That must feel good.

Suddenly he heard steps outside. He jolted up and listened. Did Sasuke come? He hadn't forget about him?

"Let's open the door," said a dark voice.

Naruto's eyes went wide, and then he sank back against the wall. Naruto heard the keys rustle and the massive metal-door swing open. The pain around his heart came back again, but as so many other times. He ignored it.

When Sasuke arrived to the traninggrounds Sakura and Kakashi where already waiting for him. Sakura waved her hands frenectical.

"You're late, Sasuke," his teacker said, not tearing his eyes from his book. Sasuke snorted. "Like you're always on time," he answered. They didn't say anything more after that. Sasuke and Sakura begun to spar under the sight of Kakashi, if now the reading man looked at them at all. They fought for some hours. The details what not to mention, cause the same thing always happened. Sasuke won, of course, but his breath was deep and his cheeks were red. Sasuke sat down in the grass next to Sakura.

Haruno Sakura was one of the only girls Sasuke actually could stand to be near. Yes, even Sakura had gone through a crush on him, but now she was over him. She still spend time together with the fan-club cause hey, they were still her friends. Her cursed friends. And Sasuke liked that. With Sakura in the group, she gave him a warning when they came near. Yes, Sakura was good to have.

"Sakura," he asked. She didn't have to answer, cause he knew she was listening. "How do you know when you love someone?"

Sakura glanced on her friend. Sasuke was in love, after all this time? I girl would die to be in Sakura's position now, just only to hear Sasuke open up his heart to her. A few years ago she would have died too. She smiled.

"You don't need me to tell you that, Sasuke," she said, still smiling. "You will know it in your heart," she said, pointing at Sasuke's heart. "But what I can tell you, is that when I fell in love with Lee, I didn't fall in love with his looks." Sasuke snorted, owning a hit in the head from Sakura. "But now when I see him, and talk to him, I turn all warm, and I never grow tired of it."

Sasuke thought about it. The warm feeling. He leaned back into the grass. The wind blew, and he could feel the first raindrops on his forehead.

He really was in love.

A hand grabbed his hair, smashing his face to a knee. He heard the crack when his nose broke in several places. His eyes was shut the whole time.
It was later that evening when Sasuke went into the dark Konoha forrest, behind the big prison. In oen of his hands he held a bad with several flavours of Ramen, and in the other a black umbrella, usefull now when the rain poured down from heaven. The raindrops dripped on the green leaves and then down on the wet grass. No birds were singing today - all of them hid from the rain.

He saw the small bulding approaching. And the heavy smell that filled the air.

Blood.

Pure, hot, blood, that had been spilled recently.

And the stank come from the window.

Sasuke didn't think any further, he ran until he almost reached the window.

"NARUTO!? NARUTO!? ANSWER ME! NARUTO!?" Sasuke grabbed the bars, trying to break them loose. "NARUTO!?"

"Sa...Sasuke?...Is that yo...you?"

"NARUTO!? WHAT HAPPENED?"

Naruto didn't answer.

"NARUTO!?"

"Nothing happened. Nothing. Go away."

Sasuke heard the cry in the voice of Naruto. It broke Sasuke's heart.

"Naruto! Please, you can tell me! Are you hurt? Do you want me to get help?"

"No! No, no help. Just...go..."

"No! I'm not leaving."

The black-haired boy was about to tell Naruto how he would stay there until he knew that Naruto was alright, and even longer after that, when he saw a big shadow walking through the forest to the little prison.

"Who are you?" The shadow came closer, and to Sasuke's surprise, he knew this person. Knew about, at least. It was one of the three legendary Sannins, Jiraya. Sasuke had only spoke to him one, and that had just been a briefly hello. It had been on one if the bigger meetings of Konoha, and the whole family of Uchiha had been invited. Sasuke quikly bowed, but the man walked passed him, to the other side of the building, to the door. Jiraya had a worried wrinkle between his eyebrows.

"What are you going to do with him?" Sasuke managed to say. The Sannin raised one of his eyebrows and looked at him as like he just had noticed that Sasuke was there. He opened the door and walked inside. The stank got worse, and Sasuke wanted to follow, but was stopped.

"Stay here," said Jiraya, before disappearing into the dark.

Jiraya walked into the dark where se saw Naruto lean against the wall.

"Boy? Boy? Are you alright." He sat down next to Naruto, and as soon as he did he felt Naruto's arms around his body, and he let the boy bury his head in his stomach and cry. He stroked Naruto's hair softly.

"It's okay, boy. Everything will be fine." Jiraya still wondered about the Uchiha out in the forest, but eventually he would get to know about that too. Just now he had to take care of his boy.

When Naruto was finished he leaned back and let Jiraya take care of his wounds. Naruto didn't know how Jiraya got to know when he had been abused, but he came everytime. Naruto knew that Jiraya tried to stop it, but the villagers where many, and even making a law againt hitting Naruto wouldn't stop them. Jiraya looked at his face. He was worried, even though he knew Naruto would survive. The loss of blood that was spread on the wooden floor was litters, and a normal human being would never survive such a loss. But even though almost all anruto's chakra was sucked out, he still managed to heal fast.

Naruto's nose was crashed, and the blood had dried under it. There was a knvife-cut from his forehead down, over and through his eye and down to his chin. It wasn't one of the worse abuse on the boy. The arms of him was ripped open, and the legs were covered in blood. Jiraya opened the teared yukata and let it fall down Naruto's shoulders. It was a big stab in his stomach, and a purple colour was beginning to form around it. he sighed and took of the whole clothing, throwing it out the door to the dark haired boy.

"Trash it," he said.

Naruto whimpered as Jiraya cleaned his wounds and put bandages on them.

When he was finished, Naruto let his hand go through the white straws of Jirayas hair.

"Thank you."

Naruto looked at the opened door.

"Is he still here?" Jiraya nodded. Naruto leaned closer.

"I love him, Jiraya. I have only met him twice, but I love him," he whispered in Jirayas ear. Jiraya nodded. "Give him my key. Make him understand."

Jiraya nodded once more.

He stood up and left some food on the floor, and a new, whole yukata.

"I'll get you out of here, Naruto." Naruto smiled a weak smile before he closed his eyes and fell alseep.

Sasuke looked at the teared clothing in his hands, covered in blood. He buried his face in it, making it dry up his cheeks. He hadn't cried in years, and now, he cried like a baby. He hadn't even cried on his parent's funeral, cause the tears were long ago felled.

He took in a deep breath, and a new smell filled his nostrils and his mind. It smelled slightly blood, but it smeller even more jasmine. It smelled flower, and Sasuke wondered if this was what Naruto smelled like. The thought about it made more tears fall down his cheeks, and his shoulders bagun to shake. A big hand on his shoulder made him cool down and look up. Jiraya smiled at him and then he locked the door. He had the saddest smile on his lips, and it made him look even older than he really was. Jiraya sat down next to Sasuke, and held out his hand. In it was a small key.

"The boy wanted you to have this." Jiraya patted the seventeen on his head. "It's the key to his apartment."

After that, Jiraya stood up and went away.

Sasuke went to the window and leaned his head against the ice-cold bars.

"I'll be back tomorrow," he whispered, and then, Sasuke went to find the door which could be opened by the small little key, in his hand.

I love you.

And the lightning crossed the sky.

TBC

I hope you liked this chapter. Not so much fluffy between Naruto and Sasuke, but I hope you won't mind. Anyway, I also hope I will be able to write the next chapter as soon as I can. Until then, have a good day!