"Foolish Hearts"

'Chapter Nine'

Naruto kept the man close to him, he didn't want to part from the warm body, but he didn't want the Anbu to see more than they had already. "No more suicidal scares, I can't take anymore of them." He whispered in the man's ear. He felt lighter as he held Sasuke close, for the first time in years, he felt like he could start living again instead of existing.

Sasuke slowly parted from the kitsune, placing a fleeting kiss on his lips not caring about the Anbu -- aware yet disinterested with the watching eyes. He casually stalked back towards the house, "I'll try." He murmured, flashing the fox a smirk before he disappeared into the home.

Naruto smiled gently, as he turned to follow Sasuke, "Haven't you ever heard of the expression, 'My house, my rules'?" He asked his tone light and teasing. He slide the door closed after he walked in and stretched his still tired body.

"No, I haven't." He shot back, stuffing his hands in the pajama pockets, glancing to the kit, glad the mood was getting a little lighter. He gently leaned in, kissing the shell of the fox's ear, "Are you going to tell me what's been on your mind?" He asked, his tone low -- seductive. "You've been in your office for almost a day." He looked to the kit's profile, "Or do I have to find out myself?"

Naruto's smile dropped slightly at the request, the bright light leaving his eyes. Letting out a sigh he sat back on the couch. "C'mere." He reached out for the Uchiha, and gently pulled him down to the couch. "We can't let the council, or the Anbu around us know that we're..." How could he explain this start of a relationship? "That we were together this morning."

He once again felt the stress headache coming back to haunt him, "If they found out, they'd take you away and I wouldn't be able to get you back, no matter how much I kicked and begged." He looked back at Sasuke and sighed, "I'm not ashamed at what we have going, but the council would be pissed if they knew we slept together. The Anbu are under their orders to report anything strange back to them, and if they find out, then the council will find out."

Sasuke laid out on the couch, half-laying on top of the fox. His expression was unreadable as he took in the information. He tilted his head back, red eyes looking up to the kitsune, "Do we have to kill them?" His tone was unable to be deciphered, whether he was kidding or serious it was unsure; his lips were a thin line, and the insanity was always a light in his red eyes.

Casual, Sasuke just appeared casual.

He licked his lips, settling against the kitsune, closing his blood line's eyes, nearly snuggling up against his newfound hope. "…because I could." He said after a moment, his lips now twitching into a little playful smile.

Naruto gave Sasuke an exasperated look, "No, we don't have to kill them, and no you couldn't kill them because the barrier would kill you first." He couldn't help but let his own lips form into that of a smirk, Sasuke had spoken the words so casually. "We just have to be careful." He stared at the slight insanity in the man's eyes.

"Just keep things closed up so they can't find out." Naruto knew it would be hell on both of them, but if he could protect Sasuke that way, he'd put up with cabin fever.

"Do you know when my trial will be?" He asked after a moment, wondering if any of the mess of papers in Naruto's office meant anything. Absently he kissed at the fox's neck, eyes still shut, inhaling his scent and indulging in the warm flesh as it was just inches from his face.

Naruto closed his eyes and let out what could only be described as a happy sigh. "No…" He tilted his head slightly, wanting the touch. "I just know that when the deem you stable is when the trial will be."

"Mm." Sasuke responded, his nose running along the fox's jugular, his lips trailing soft kisses on the skin.

He enjoyed the fox…

He smelled so good, so tempting.

Sasuke's eyes were half-open. "I see." He bit the flesh roughly, the move would have been unexpected and the surprised noise and the quick jerk of Naruto's body caused him to laugh -- the sound soft and deep in his throat. "Who deems me stable?" He asked, licking at the abused skin. "You?"

Naruto's mind was slowly but surely focusing on one thing: Sasuke's lips on his neck. "No." He groaned, shifting around on the couch so he could lie under Sasuke. "Ibiki's suppose to come at the end of every week."

Sasuke was slowly but surely taking his control, one groan at a time. He perched himself over the fox, his body twisting to apply pressure on Naruto's figure, forcing the fox to stay under him. He licked the shell of his ear, "Ibiki huh?" He said, the words a whisper in Naruto's ear, his tone deep and underlying with lust. "That's going to be fun." Ibiki would try to rip his mind apart, to see the ins and outs. It was going to be a challenge.

Sasuke wasn't afraid though.

He could take it, or at least he could try.

Naruto rolled his eyes and arched slightly into the body above him. "Only you would think dealing with Ibiki is fun." He mumbled. He liked the feel of being forced to stay in one place, being controlled.

He controlled everything else in the village it was nice to let that control go.

Sasuke brushed his cheek against the fox's in a lazy nuzzle, trailing his nose along his forehead; along the curve of Naruto's own nose.

It was strange…

How gentle the Uchiha could be, but then how horribly deadly he could be in just a flash of a moment. The hands that supplied death to so many -- so many ninja, so many innocents, calloused and gentle as they smooth under Naruto's shirt, feeling along his sides and chest.

Mapping out his kitsune, memorizing everything with his touch.

He gently pressed their lips together, his eyes sliding shut -- just gentle kisses, not filled with need or lust hinting at something else.

The fox smiled gently at the soft touches. There were words that were in that kiss, words that would probably never be spoken. The soft kisses were relaxing, and the wandering hand moved sensually over his body.

Then…

All the warmth was gone.

Sasuke parted from the fox, ignoring his own wants by denying the kitsune. He got to his feet, casually stretching, his body taut.

His need was easily seen, not moving to hide it or care.

His red eyes took in the sight of the tousled blonde on the couch, enjoying the sight of the half-ravaged fox. Quietly he walked towards the mess of a kitchen, this time stepping around the glass, going to get himself a drink and push down his lust.

Happy to deny the fox as Naruto had denied him their first night.

He smirked to himself, filling a cup and sipping the cool water.

Naruto let out a pitiful groan as Sasuke got up and left him.

He was getting his revenge...

"Bastard."

Closing his eyes, he tried focusing on cooling his body down; he took a few deep, steady breaths and moved his arm to cover his eyes. "Sasu...come back.." He whined, missing the heat as his body refused to listen to him.

Sasuke heard the whine from the kitchen, slowly making his way back into the living room. He perched on the arm rest of the couch, red eyes taking in the sight of the pitiful blonde.

"Why?" He murmured evenly, "What do you want?"

Naruto lifted his arm off his eyes and looked up at Sasuke. "You." He smirked. Shifting slightly on the couch, he started to push himself up with his arms. He felt an uncomfortable pull in his shoulder, before pain took over, wincing he dropped back on the couch.

Me?" He murmured, "What about me do you want?"

Naruto closed his eyes and groaned, "Damn glass..."

Sasuke tilted his head, red eyes looking to the fox, noticing the wince. He leaned against the back of the couch, red eyes just watching the fox, even when the man sunk down on the couch from pain. "…don't tell me one little piece of glass did you in?" He smirked slightly.

"A little piece of glass did me in.." He breathed out, opening his eyes to gaze up to the smirking red orbs. Reaching up, he unzipped his track jacket, exposing his tanned chest and toned muscles, before he pushed the fabric up and over the wound.

Blood had smeared and dripped down his body, and arm. The rivers were half dry, creating intricate designs along his skin. Looking down to the glass itself he saw just a little sliver sticking out -- that had been an inch and a half long piece.

Lying back once more he looked up at Sasuke somewhat annoyed. "You're the devil..."

"I know.." He said, his tone dark -- holding that seductive undertone.

He licked his lips, red eyes watching the trail of blood, a new spark of life in the back of them, inhaling the copper smell of it. He moved closer to the fox, his fingers tracing through the dried blood -- through the fresh, creating new patterns before he ceased at the start of the wound. He could see the glimmer of glass, just a little triangle-shaped top, the jagged piece buried deep in the kit's arm. He leaned down, kissing along his sore arm, licking up the wound -- tasting the mind-numbing metallic flavor.

"It's deep." He whispered, "You might have to cut it out." He deducted, his red eyes looking to Naruto's profile, to the frown on the kit's face.

"I'm..." He paused, leaning forward to place a kiss on the man's lips, "I'm sorry kitsune."

The fox let out a sigh and let Sasuke place the kiss on his lips. He could taste and smell his own blood and nodded, "its okay…I made you angry, s'my fault." He closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths. He didn't want to cut the damn thing out, that always hurt, and he typically did more damage than good. "Call Sakura? Unless you think you can do it." He opened his eyes catching sight of the Uchiha just above him.

Sasuke's fingers were on the edge of the cut, his red eyes taking in the sight of the wound of the sound of the kitsune's deep steadying breaths. Sasuke had helped himself over the years; he had suffered injuries, minor and major.

But the key difference between Naruto and him was that Sasuke couldn't feel pain in his present state, so even if he had harmed himself, he wouldn't have noticed or cared.

"I can try." He said after a moment, his blood colored eyes concentrated, trying to ignore the itching in his brain from the sight and smell of someone else's blood.

Intoxicating.

He took deep breaths, fingers brushing over the angry shard of glass; maybe he could just pull it out, if he was careful enough -- if he was quick enough.

Naruto was going to hate him for it.

He smirked a little at that.

"I swear to god I'll hurt you if you pull that thing straight out…" He grumbled, feeling the fingers tracing the wound. He knew it would hurt, but there really wasn't much he could do to alleviate the pain at the moment. Then there would be stitches, "First aid kit's under the bathroom sink." He grumbled; hoping Sasuke would take the hint.

Sasuke was just perched like that, fingers attached to the glass, making Naruto sweat a little. "Fine." He said after a moment, getting off the couch and going to find the first aid kit.

Upon returning he sat at Naruto's side, first aid box on the man's stomach. Once again his red eyes were on the wound, thinking on his best plan of action. "I'm going to pull it out." He said flatly, "If you have a better idea, do it now."

Naruto looked up at the Uchiha, a bit worried, "Can't you just cut it out?" He would rather feel the knife against his skin, then the slow agonizing pain of glass sliding out of his skin.

Sasuke tilted his head, following the man's eyes to the box. He opened it, rummaging through and finding the blade. He had to keep control of his mind, stuffing down the blood lust as best he could -- ignoring the smirking glint of the blade.

He licked his lips, a slight sweat on his forehead as he tried to keep his nature in check.

With a sure hand he descended on the fox's wound, the blade cutting into flesh -- the feeling of it sending an unpleasant shiver down his spine.

He shouldn't enjoy this...

Blood started to flow.

The smell was everywhere, his eyes half-lidded, the sharingan beginning to spin.

He shouldn't enjoy this...he shouldn't…

It was Naruto.

His kitsune.

His breathing became uneven as the copper smell assaulted him from all angles. He kept his hand steady, not applying too much pressure, desperately holding onto his control.

His killing instinct was in check.

Biting down his original want to murder the Hokage.

It was Naruto...

Naruto.

Naruto!

His eyes flashed, he grazed along the glass with the knife, trying to create a better opening for the piece to escape out of.

The fox kept his eyes locked on Sasuke's troubled orbs.

Sasuke had to believe in himself and himself alone, there was nothing the fox could do.

He hissed sharply as the blade passed through the wound, moving the glass.

Reaching up with his free hand, he gently cupped Sasuke's slick cheek. "Don't go psycho on me." He breathed out, sweat dotting along his skin as well. "Come back to me."

Sasuke heard Naruto's words, but they were distant…fuzzy.

The glass was slowly creeping out of the wound by the help of the knife. Finally, after a few much too long moments the glass was clear.

Fished out, the blood soaked piece now in Sasuke's possession, the wound angry and bleeding now that the piece had been lifted. He dropped the knife to the ground, his hand shaking; the glass falling to the floor with a sharp sound.

He ran a hand through his hair, blood soaked fingers trailing marks on his face as he tried to shake the demon from his head. "Naruto..." He panted, fumbling in the box, trying to find the bandages -- the needle, knowing the wound needed to be stitched but everything was becoming an effort.

Naruto, despite the blood running freely down his chest, forced himself to sit up. He wrapped his arms tightly around Sasuke, ignoring how the kit pressed into their stomachs. "It's fine…" He whispered, pressing kisses to the man's temple, "It's fine...I'm here...you're here..." He gave the Uchiha a gentle squeeze.

"Come back to me." He whispered once more, gently rocking Sasuke. He ignored the blood and the pain, trying to drag Sasuke's mind back, helping him fight another demon.

In a flash of movement the Uchiha had the knife. He slammed Naruto into the couch with lightening speed, the fox disoriented; the Uchiha had the blade to his throat -- hand steady.

His red eyes flashed his mind a battle field.

He panted, trying to contain himself, trying to contain this feral want for revenge, for blood -- for death.

"God. Fucking. Damn it." He growled to himself, the blade shaking, pressing against the vulnerable neck -- but not sinking into the skin. He clenched his eyes shut tight, his body upon the fox, the weight keeping him down…that horrible smell of blood making him want to loose his mind.

"Fucking stop it!"

He was in a rage, tilting this way and that, his whole self skewed.

Finally he took control -- the knife sent across the room -- stabbing into a wall as Sasuke launched himself off the fox. He ran his hands roughly through his hair, nearly pulling his hair out -- fingernails ripping as his skull as he stumbled into the kitchen away from the fox. He stepped on the glass on the floor, almost tripping in his haste to be away. He slammed himself into the fridge, yelling at nothing -- not making sense, throwing the jars off the counter, making a noise and a mess…adding more glass to the floor.

Naruto threw himself up off the couch and after Sasuke.

He had to get this under control!

Sasuke was fighting at his insanity, but his other half was putting up a good fight.

Naruto leapt over the broken glass, and after Sasuke. "Sasuke!" Reaching out, he grabbed hold of the Uchiha, and pulled him back against his chest, the man's taunt back against his blood soaked chest. "Stop it!" He did his best to pin the man's arms.

Sasuke allowed himself to be restrained, his muscles tight, his body falling heavily against the fox. His head lowered, his eyes shut, his breathing uneven; his heart rate high.

"God…" He whispered, his tone less controlled. "…Naruto…what's...wrong with me?" He was quiet, his body going slack, he tried so desperately to keep himself under control..

....but it was so hard.

So damn hard…

"Just fight it." the fox's voice was strong. He stumbled slightly as Sasuke went slack against him, but held him up. More blood flowing from the open wound. "You have to be strong." He kept his eyes on Sasuke's profile, seeing the tight muscles in his face. "Beat this damn thing."

"…I'm not strong."

Sasuke couldn't pull out of Naruto's grip, he needed the fox, needed the anchor to tell him this was reality…that he hadn't went through and killed him in the living room. His jaw was clenched, his eyes opening…obsidian, pure black, filled with so many things.

"Maybe they should lock me up." He said after a moment. "I…couldn't stand...if I killed you."

"You won't kill me." The fox replied, a sharp note in his voice. "You can't kill me." He whispered his voice changing, gentle and reassuring. "You are strong." He gave the man a squeeze, "You are Uchiha Sasuke." He rubbed his cheek against the smaller man's.

Sasuke closed his eyes, taking in the kitsune's voice. He turned in Naruto's arms, his head under the man's chin, inhaling his scent, trying to ignore the other flavor of blood. "...you think too good of me." He whispered against the skin, trying to hold on to his scattered mind. He held onto the fox like a lifeline… like if he let go he'd fall and drown.

"You don't think good enough of yourself." He murmured, resting his head against the Uchiha's. He was getting a bit dizzy, the wound still not patched up, and blood still flowing freely. "You are strong, Sasuke." He tried again.

A/N:

Another chapter. Next chapter Naruto gets patched up! Yeah, he didn't get fixed yet, but the chapter was running long and the next one has more drama so I thought this was the only good place for a transition.

Stay tuned!