Seeing that Naruto seemed to be finished, Sasuke pushed himself off the wall and under the spray. The water seemed hotter then it had been only moments before, probably because he'd gotten used to the cool air on his wet body. He shook his head lightly as the soapy water fell from his hair down his pale body, small droplets of water being sent in different directions from the action. Perhaps he'd thought doing it would get the tempting images of soft tan skin and darkened blonde hair out of his head, though he highly doubted it. He quirked a brow and stepped closer to the blonde, loosely wrapping his arms around the blonde's midsection but being sure not to allow his body to touch the blondes. The gesture was obvious as he innocently took the wash cloth from the blonde's fingers, withdrawing his hands and running the damp fabric over the blonde's shoulders soft and innocently.As innocent as one could get by washing someone else while naked in the bathtub. "Want me to get your back, dobe?" He asked rhetorically, his voice quiet and slightly drowned out by the sound of the pounding water that resonated throughout the bathroom.
The blonde tensed slightly, resisting the urge to lean into the strong pale body behind him. He loved it when Sasuke bathed him, it made him feel.. warm and all tingly inside. But mostly, he liked it because the Uchiha was touching him without it being sexual. There was this one tiny part of him that wished they did this more, and he couldn't figure out why they didn't. Of course, Naruto just wouldn't be Naruto if they did, and like Sasuke once said, the blonde was just a big ball of horny. The younger teen glanced at the dark-haired boy over his shoulder and nodded. "And then I'll get your's when you're done." He replied, his body relaxing. He trusted Sasuke to not try and start anything, and plus, they had training later and both of them needed their energy not to be spent. His eyes closed, enjoying the innocent touches from his lover. How much better could things possibly get for him in these two days? The best kiss in the world, the best orange candle in the world, and now he was being bathed? Naruto was glad he'd fallen in love with Sasuke, he was sure nobody else would be this good to him.
Sasuke quirked a brow that could have easily been taken as 'that better be -all- you do', but gave a slight nod in reply. His onyx gaze flickered back to the task at hand, letting the cloth in his hand run over the blonde's shoulder blades while leaving a small soapy trail behind it, then moving down his spine, over his tail bone then back up again. He always felt a sense of contentedness when he touched the blonde with soft gentle brushes that seemed to completely defy his hard exterior.
Once the pale teen was finished washing him, Naruto turned around, taking the cloth and turning the Uchiha around. He scrubbed soft circles on Sasuke's back and shoulder's, absently letting his fingers on his other hand trail over the pale, soapy skin. He was a little hesitant about cleaning the older teen's lower back, having the slightest idea that touching him so low might cause himself to stir. Before he gave the wash cloth back, Naruto pressed a gentle kiss to the back of Sasuke's neck, thought not stepping closer to assure him he wasn't trying anything.
Sasuke stood under the water for a few moments more before he turned to face the blonde, stepped forward until Naruto's back came in contact with the wall behind him, the older teens hands planted on the cool tile on either side of his head. Dark eyes looked unblinkingly into clear blue ones for a moment before Sasuke leaned forward to press a soft affectionate kiss to the others lips before he pulled back with a small smile, turning away without a word and stepping out of the shower, reaching for a towel on the sink, leaving the water in in case his teammate needed it. He trusted Naruto to turn it off on his own, it wasn't like he was a complete dunce.
Naruto stepped back under the water for a moment, making sure his body was free of any soap before turning it off and climbing out. He opened his cabinet and pulled out a different towel, running it through his hair and across his chest and shoulders. He wasn't so worried about keeping his eyes off of Sasuke now, though he still wasn't going to do anything. The blonde finished drying, dropping his towel on the counter and heading into his room to put some clothes on.
Sasuke glanced at the blonde out of the corner of his eyes as Naruto exited the bathroom, going into his bedroom to get dressed most likley. He grabbed the clothes he's taken off and set on the bathroom counter, then proceeded to get dressed. They were still Naruto's clothes, but they were clean and he didn't see the point in unnecessary laundry. He stepped out of the bathroom while still in the process of fastening his pants, quirking a brow at the blonde when he looked up from whatever it was he'd been doing.
Naruto glanced up as he stepped into his orange shorts, eyes following Sasuke as he exited his bathroom. The blonde sat back on his bed with a sigh, as much as he loved kicking the Uchiha's ass when they trained, which rarely happened but he liked to pretend, he'd much rather just lay in a bed with him all day, their firm bodies pressed together as they slept.. or did other things. By the way they fought during a spar, one would have never guessed they were together, but if that same person followed them home, what they did was a whole different story.
Sasuke paused in the middle of the room, his hands resting on his waist with an expectant look considering the blonde was blatantly staring at him. He mentally rolled his eyes after a few more moments of silence, since the idiot wasn't going say anything, his brain had probably frrozen from trying to think too hard. "Whata re you staring at, deadlast?" He finally asked.
"Huh?... Oh, nothing.." The younger teen replied, laying back on his bed. He moved his arms behind his head, staring up at the ceiling. "I was just thinking about all the different ways I could own you today with my super cool ninja skills." He added, smirking inwardly to himself, he pulled his legs up on his bed, tucking them underneath his thighs. It was getting pretty close to noon, about another hour and they'de need to be at the training fields. And since it only took a whole of five minutes to walk there, less than that if they took to the roofs, they had pleanty of time for a power nap.
"Che." Sasuke snorted, walking over to sit at the foot of the bed, leaning his weight behind him on his hands. "You can try all you want, usurutonkachi." He said with a cocky smirk. It was so easy for them to bait each other. Despite their relationship, their rivalry was still has strong as it had been the day they were both assigned to team seven. They still did their best to out-do each other, fighting and insulting one another. Though, half of it wasn't as serious as it had once been.
Naruto rolled over on his side, propping himself up on his elbow, his chest still bare since he hadn't yet pulled on his shirt. "I should punch that smirk off of your face, cocky bastard.." He stated, briefly considering pushing his lover off his bed. It sounded like a good idea, but he didn't quite feel like dealing with a temper-flared Uchiha this early in the day. So instead, he reached for Sasuke's wrist, pulling him over while rolling back onto his back, so that the pale teen was now laying on top of him.. well, sort of. More like just squishing him, but that was okay, squishing was fun.
Sasuke gave Naruto an annoyed look, but didn't move from his position. After all, if he really cared that much then he wouldn't have allowed the blonde to touch him. He was faster then Naruto was anyway. Not by much, but enough for it to be obvious. He shifted slightl, though, so his weight wasn't completely on top of the blonde.
The blonde let his hands move so that they were resting on Sasuke's back, one in the small of his back and the other between his shoulders. He buried his face in the pale teen's neck as much as he could without hurting his neck. It was far more complicated to snuggle someone when they were on top of you..
Sasuke rolled off to the side, ignoring the uncomfortable fact that he was low laying on Naruto's arm, which had still been resting on his back when he moved. He didn't mind laying there, but he had no plans of getting too comfortable. There wasn't long until they left, and if he fell asleep and was forced to wake up when he wasn't ready to get up, he'd be in a bad mood. A groggy Uchiha was a force to be reckoned with, and was best avoided. He definately wasn't a morning person.
Naruto grunted at the sudden lack of warmth, and he'd just gotten comfortable too.. He pouted, turning over and curling up against Sasuke's side, ignoring the fact that he arm was underneath the Uchiha. It wasn't like the pale teen was i that /i heavy, so he could bare with it.. At least until his arm went numb, at which point he'd have to free his arm.
Sasuke rolled his eyes in disdain, stuck inbetween elbowing the blonde stuck to his side or just continuing to lay there until Naruto decided he wanted his arm back. But if that were the case, it'de probably be awhile. He was barely even resting any of his weight on it. "Don't get too comfortable, dobe." He said, staring up at the cieling above them.
The blonde tugged his arm out from underneath Sasuke, propping himself up on his elbow so that he could look down at him. His free hand moved to rest on the Uchiha's stomach as he found himself stuck looking into dark eyes. "Do you wanna go ahead and leave? We can get there early, since we really don't have anything else to do." He offered, his index finger making circles on the pale teen's stomach.
"You? Early? Is the world ending?" Sasuke asked sarcastically, sending a smirk in the blonde's direction. He usually went early anyways, if they didn't go together. That way he could at least get a little peace and quiet before Sakura came, and Naruto after her. The dobe still annoyed him to no end, whether he did it on purpose or not.
Naruto glared down at his lover half-heartedly, briefly toying with using tickling as a method of revenge for his sarcastic comment. Now, Sasuke wasn't very ticklish, but anyone would crack underneath the determination of one Uzumaki Naruto. But as fun as starting a tickle match with the Uchiha seemed, the blonde preferred to go to training in one piece, so he refrained. "No, its not i ending /i , I just thought you'd like to go early, since you always do anyway."
"First you want to go early, and now your brain is showing signs of life. I'm astounded." Sasuke said with a sigh, sitting up from where he'd been laying and throwing his feet over the edge of the bed. Sasuke wasn't usually one to poke fun or insult the blonde unless he was the one to start it, but then again, when they argued in public, usually only answered in small intervals like "dobe" or "moron". But that didn't mean he didn't enjoy putting that annoyed look on the dobe's face. He stood up and headed for the door since he'd left his sandals by the front door when he'd come back that morning.
Naruto slid from his bed, grabbing a shirt from his dresser and pulling it over his head. He slipped on his sandals and headed out of his bedroom to the front door where Sasuke, too, was putting on his shoes. He watched his lover until the pale teen had finished putting his feet in his sandals before turning him around by his shoulder and planting a firm kiss on his lips. They'de be going outside soon, and despite having already kissed in public once, he doubted they'de do it all the time now.
Sasuke blinked, he still felt odd sometimes when the blonde was being affectionate. Despite how long they'de been together, it was like it was still new to him, after having been alone for so long. It wasn't that he didn't like giving and recieving it, it just caught him off guard sometimes. He quirked a brow at the blonde and shoved his hands into his pockets. "Dobe, we're heading to the same place, it's not like we won't see each other." He said, though he understood what the blonde's intentions had been. He rolled his eyes and gave the blonde a peck on the lips before turning and opening the door, walking out of the apartment and taking a breath of fresh air.
Naruto followed close behind him, locking his door to avoid being told to do so. Even though he knew Sasuke understood his actions, he really wished he wouldn't pretend he didn't sometimes. It wasn't like he minded that the Uchiha wasn't really all that affectionate, he didn't need to have the pale teen tell him or show him that he loved him, he knew it without all that. Sasuke wouldn't put up with his loud voice and hyperactivity if he didn't care for him. It was just sometimes, the blonde wanted to kiss him, just for the hell of it, and not have the pale teen say anything about it. That would be affectionate enough. Occasionaly, Naruto wondered how they ended up in a relationship, being as different as they were, like night and day, black and white, ninja and pirates for crying out loud. In fact, the only thing they probably had in common was growing up with a rough childhood, which was probably the foundation that based their relationship. And even so, their lonliness had been different too, Sasuke's family was killed by his brother, and Naruto.. well, he'd heard the stories.. Putting his usual grin in place, the younger teen stepped off his door step, breathing in the cool morning-afternoonish air. The blonde sent a genuine smile in Sasuke's direction, before beginning to head in the direction of the training fields.
Sasuke gave a small barely noticeable smile in return that could have just passed as a slight quirk of his lips, though for those who knew what they were looking for, it was rather obvious. His hands were tucked in his pockets as he walked barely a half a step behind the blonde as they made their way to the bridge where team seven had met since they were genin. Sasuke couldn't help but feel like he stuck out like a sore thumb, but he knew it was only in his mind. Though, it had nothing to do with his or Naruto's relationship. Well..Maybe it a did a little. After all, he looked like he'd let the dobe dress him that morning, wearing such a bright colored shirt compared to his usual dark and bland colors. Didn't he attract enough attention as it was? Now he was like a target..A big..Red target. A target that was begging to get impaled by a few kunai or shuriken..Or maybe even get tackled out of no where by a random passerby! Sasuke snorted, staring at his feet as he walked. Or maybe he was just being paranoid..
Naruto plopped down on the ground once they reached their desination, as unusual as it may seem, he was glad for the silence. He was in a reflective mood, which was strange enough in itself. He lay back on the ground, looking up at the clouds passing through the sky, reminding himself of a certin lazy ninja he knew. The same ninja who'd stopped Sasuke from killing Ino.. Naruto wondered how different his birthday would have turned out if the Uchiha had actually done it.. He'd probably be heading to Ino's funeral right about now, and then soon enough, more than likely, Sasuke's also, since the elders probably would have had him killed as punishment. And then the rest of the village would probably not even go to his own, save for one or two of them, since he didn't think he'd even want to live if Sasuke didn't. Not after he knew what it was like to have somebody he could call his own. As much as he hated how Ino seemed to love provoking his lover, Naruto was glad Sasuke hadn't killed her. And in a sense, the blonde was a bit more aware of the pale teen's moods, remembering how the dark-haired boy had shoved him into the wall for his whining. It wasn't that he was i afraid /i of Sasuke, the Uchiha would i never /i even think of purpously harming him, he was just.. worried, you could say. The last thing he wanted to do was say something wrong, set off the older teen's temper, and have him leave forever. Naruto wrinkled his nose in distaste at just the thought, he'd been with Sasuke so long now he didn't think he could even imagine what it would be like without him. Probably cold.. and extra quiet, boring.. lonely.. empty. The way it had been before. If he had anything to do with it, he'd never let him leave. The fox-holder made a mental note to give many thanks to Shikamaru later, in stopping Sasuke from killing Ino, technically, he'd saved three lives. "Hey, Sasuke?" He called, not looking away from the puffy white clouds above him. "Come watch the clouds with me.."
Once they'de arrived, Sasuke had leaned against the railing of the bridge with his arms crossed of his chest, just like he used to. Though, he'd occasionally peak over at his teammate every minute or two out of morbid curosity as to why the moron was being so unusually quiet. Even quieter then he was when he was trying to be quiet. He was lying in the grass just a few feet away from the small bridge, staring up at the sky with a serious and somewhat contemplative look on his face. Unfortunately, the young Uchiha couldn't seem to read what he was thinking by his mere expression. Though for some reason, he felt uneasy seeing such a seemingly solemn expression on the Naruto's usually cheerful or pouting face. He knew the blonde was much more mature then he acted at times, but it had been a long time since he'd ever seen one of those truly disconcerting or troubled expressions on his face. He was knocked from his thoughts when the blonde called out to him. He blinked, wondering if he'd been caught staring, though he hadn't even noticed he was doing it in the first place. He pushed himself away from the railing and walked soundlessly to where the blonde lay and lowered himself onto the grass next to him, folding his arms behind his head.
With a quiet sigh, Naruto furrowed his brows in his thoughts, absently crossing his arms across his chest, the clouds long since forgotten. Not wanting to actually get to the point where he was depressed, he rolled over so that he was facing Sasuke, searching around in his head for something to make conversation about. For some reason, the only things he found that he could even bring up all lead back to what happened the day before.. And the last thing he wanted to do was put i both /i of them in a bad mood. The sun was warming him through his clothing, making him a bit sleepy, though his mind was way to busy for an afternoon nap, as good as it may sound. Just as he was about to cuddle up against the older teen's chest, the blonde's ears picked up the sound of footsteps a few feet away. He sat up, absently picking at the grass around him as he waited for the person to approach. Hopefully, it wouldn't be anybody that would cause trouble..
Sasuke didn't move from his laying position, his eyes followed the blonde as he sat up, since he'd obviously picked up on the approaching person as well. He furrowed his brows slightly in irritation at the slight interruption. He'd been about to ask the whiskered teen what was on his mind, since it was obviously plaguing his thoughts. But his words died in his mouth when Naruto turned away and sat up. By the soft steps that were barely noticeable with a regular sense of hearing and the faint chakra signature, he assumed it was probably Sakura who was approaching. He ignored that though, his dark and slightly concerned gaze still studying the boy next to him. "Oi, Naruto." He said, hoping that actually using his name instead of an insult/nickname would get his attention. "What's bothering you?" He asked, knowing that if he didn't find out, it would be nagging him for the rest of the day, and would probably distract him as well. Sakura was in plain view now, heading toward the bridge and them.
Naruto shook his head in reply, not wanting to bring up his troubles in front of Sakura. After all, the pink-haired shinobi was best friends with the girl he would have brought up had she not shown up. "I'll tell you later, its nothing big, though. I was just thinking about something." He answered. The blonde wondered how he should act around Sakura now, since she knew their secret now and all. Would she be uncomfortable around them? At least maybe now she'd give up on her crush on Sasuke, and quit i clinging /i to him all the time. Naruto wasn't really one to get jealous, but when it came to subjects such as Sasuke, he was a bit.. touchy. He noticed, as the girl approached, that she seemed to keep a bit of a distance between her and the Uchiha, but he had some idea it wasn't because she knew about them, it was definatly because she knew what had happened with Ino. Naruto considered standing up, but chose not to, since he'd be standing for an hour while they waited for Kakashi. He lay back down against the grass, tucking his arms underneath his head and pulling one of his knees up. "Its a nice day, ne Sasuke?" The younger teen stated, in an attempt to break the uncomfortable silence that had so quickly developed.
"No, not really." Sasuke said bitterly in reply, turning his attention back to the sky like it had been before Naruto had moved. Physically, yes, it was a nice day. The sun was out and there was a cool breeze. It was perfect for training and sparring. In the past, the Uchiha had never really taken the time to notice or enjoy the weather, almost determined to complete his mission and become stronger to achieve his goal. He completely ignored Sakura, like he usually did even before all of the trouble. If she had something to say, she'd say it, and he'd probably either tell her off or ignore her some more. He was, however, a bit put off that his question had gone unanswered. Just that slight shake of Naruto's head when he asked was enough to change his outlook on everything around them. It wasn't like he was mad, just..He felt like he was missing something.
Naruto took a deep breath, resisting the urge to roll his eyes. It would be like Sasuke to go all bitter-like over something like that.. Did it really bother him that much? He rolled over again, scooting close enough to the pale teen that if he whispered quietly, Sakura wouldn't hear him. Not that he really cared or anything, he just didn't want her sticking her nose in their business and making a nusiance of herself, which would ultimatly lead to angering Sasuke, and the blonde didn't want to have to deal with that right now. He sighed softly, searching for where to start. "Sasuke.. you really would have killed her, huh?" He asked quietly, pulling small pieces of grass from their roots. The blonde wasn't so sure he'd be satisfied with an answer, he might even have to take a short walk with Sasuke so they could talk..
Sasuke's eyes widened slightly at the question, having not been expecting it. He hadn't even gone through the possibilities in his head of what could have been possibly going through the whiskered teens head. Then again, neither of them had really spoken about the incident since he was released, so it was bound to come up sooner or later. He sighed and averted his gaze back to the clouds, his expression blank but his thoughts running wild. It wasn't so easy for him to even think about. His weakness and lack of control over something so petty. "If Nara hadn't been there to use his shadow technique, then yes." He answered evenly.
Naruto frowned, that was what he had been expecting. He still had to wonder if it all had really happened, Sasuke normally was so.. collected. His fingers curled into the grass, hundreds of questions were swarming around in his head. What if he had been there, instead of Shikamaru? Would he have been able to stop him? And if he'd tried, what if Sasuke had gotten mad at him.. and killed him? He doubted that would have happened though.. but then, if the curse mark had really taken over the pale teen, he might have done it. Digging his fingertips into the soft earth, furrowing his brows and frowning a bit deeper. "Would it bother you if I said that scared me a little bit?"
Sasuke tensed slightly next to the blonde, his stomach churning almost painfully. Why did he feel hurt by the question? He shouldn't..After all, something like that was to be expected. From everyone. Though he was sure, positive that he wouldn't do anything to hurt Naruto. After that big fight years before when he'd left the village, he'd told himself something like that would never happen again. No matter what. He glanced over at the blonde, a hectic look in his eyes. "...No." Was his answer.
The blonde sighed softly, so much for not putting them both in a bad mood. His hand absently snaked over to rest on Sasuke's chest, for some reason it was easier to talk to him while touching. His fingers curled into the material of the Uchiha's shirt, he'd be a bit more comfortable if Sakura wasn't only a few feet away.. It was obvious the pale teen was lying, and it made Naruto sad to know that. "You're lying.." He pointed out, he didn't want to hurt Sasuke by fearing not necissarly him, but his temper.
Sasuke stared at him for a moment, not even bothering to put up his impassive facade in that situation. It would be pointless to anyway, considering Naruto could already tell that the question had effected him. "I'm not lying." He said, studying the blonde's expression unblinkingly, allowing himself to take a bit of comfort in the fact that Naruto had reached out to him as he spoke. He averted his eyes from Naruto's, focusing on a small blade of grass. "I guess..It hurt's a little," He said in a somewhat quiet voice, glancing back up. "But, I guess I expected that."
Not caring if the pink-haired kunoichi was watching or not, Naruto moved closer to Sasuke, tucking himself underneath his lover's arm and resting his head gently on his chest. "I'm sorry, Sasuke.." He apologized, his heart seemed to constrict a little. "Yaknow.. I i am /i happy being with you.." Honestly, Naruto didn't know if he'd even be alive still if he hadn't had the Uchiha there to comfort him in his own little ways. Every glare he'd ever been delt would have hurt a lot more had he not had the pale teen around him.
"What are you apologizing for, stupid?" Sasuke asked rhetorically, rolling his eyes and wrapping a loose arm around the blonde's shoulders as a means of comfort. It wasn't like he'd thought Naruto was unhappy. Surely if he was, he would have said so. Or he would have at least been able to pick up on it by now. A part of him had felt a sense of dread at what Naruto may have said after he mentioned that it scared him slightly. A endless list of questions had bombarded his mind. Was Naruto disappointed? Was he going to leave? Did he not want anything to do with him anymore? None of them seemed to be postive. In any case, he would have deserved it.