Last Time...
"Hush," Sasuke replied, kissing him again, "go to sleep," he pushed Naruto's head under his chin and pulled the covers over them, hiding the mess underneath.
Naruto couldn't sleep, but instead just steadied his breath and took to staring at a spot of sweaty flesh on Sasuke's shoulder. Sasuke, on the other hand, soon fell asleep, leaving Naruto restless and sticky with cum. The blond decided it was best if he just try to let sleep find him. He shifted his body against Sasuke, and shut his eyes, leaving the rest to time.-Chapter Four-
Warning
Tsunade slid open the door and was greeted by the sight of Naruto fast asleep next to Sasuke. Although a bit suprised, she shrugged it off and went back to her desk, grabbing a folder and walking back out the door.
Sasuke awoke feeling happy. He felt like he could go running, but knew he couldn't, he was still just barely able to move his legs. He buried his face in Naruto's bright hair and sniffed, inhaling his scent, trying to take all of this moment in. Naruto gave a small mewl, and shifted a tiny bit. "Naruto," Sasuke started, gently trying to wake him up, "Hey, I wish you could stay longer, but if old hag finds out about the stuff we did..."
Naruto looked up at Sasuke sleepily, "But I want to stay here with you."
"Come on," he said, nudging him.
Naruto smiled and nodded, rolling out of the bed and grabbing his orange jacket, putting it on to cover his dirty shirt. "Fine then," he replied, a little grumpy about being kicked out. He walked home silently in thought, considering if he should listen to Sasuke and stay away from Itachi or if he should go after him for the revenge he wanted so badly.
Ignoring the 'hello's' he received, Naruto made his way to his house, pushing open the door. He undressed as he walked, tossing the clothes on the floor. He arrived at the bathroom, and stared into the mirror, rubbing his temples. 'This is going too fast,' Naruto thought, stepping back from the mirror and into the shower.
The water was warm, just on the edge of hot, exactly how Naruto preferred it. He let the beads of water pound down on his face. He took some of the water in his mouth, and spit it out. He lathered some shampoo into his hair, breathing in the light scent.
'Sasuke.'
Sasuke was perfect in every way. He was an skilled and honorable ninja, everyone liked him, and deep down, even though Naruto didn't want to admit it, he wanted to be like Sasuke.
He washed the shampoo out, letting the bubbles run down his body, cleaning him. He stood for a while onder the steam and water, rolling his neck, encouraging it to crack a few times. He turned off the water and stepped out.
'Sasuke will be so angry if I go after Itachi.'
Itachi was too strong, and both Naruto and Sasuke knew it. Sasuke had already "called it" for his dream, to kill him. And as much as it hurt Sasuke, he knew Itachi would get away with what he'd done. Naruto came to his conclusion. Itachi would have to pay.
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"Sasuke, please tell me you didn't do what I think you did with Naruto," Tsunade asked, sitting at her desk.
Sasuke groaned, "Help me to the tub, would you, woman?"
Tsunade frowned, but stood up and walked over to Sasuke anyways. He helped him up, supporting half of his weight, and walked him down the hall to a bathing room. "You don't need help do you? You're okay to clean yourself?"
"I'm fine," Sasuke replied, beginning to take off his clothes.
Tsunade walked out, and back down the hallway. Sasuke submerged himself in the warm tub, enjoying the relaxing feel against his skin. The window was slightly cracked open to allow steam out. The bathroom was like a hot spring, the tub was so big. But it was reasonable. The Hokage always had a personal sauna to themself.
Sasuke slid down, his mouth level with the water, and blew some bubbles. 'I'm going way too fast with Naruto.'
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Naruto was lying on his bed, watching television. There was some cartoon show on, but he wasn't really watching it. He was too busy thinking. The clock ticked by, and the phone rang. Naruto rolled over and picked it up, "Hello?"
"Naruto-kun?" a small, shy voice answered.
"Hinata?"
There was a pause. Oh god, hopefully Hinata wasn't just going to sit on the phone and say nothing like she'd done for the last five times she's called him.
"Naruto, I'm sorry for what happened to Sasuke, is he okay?" she finally said, in a very un-Hinata-like way.
Naruto replied, "Yes, Hinata, he's going to be fine, thank you."
Hinata's breathing got heavy. Jesus was she hyperventilating again? "Hey, are you alright?"
She hung up. Probably for the best, Naruto didn't want anyone bothering him now anyway. 'Might as well go to sleep, there's nothing to do,' he thought.
Naruto shut off the TV and crawled under the covers, burying his head in the pillow.
"Naruto," a voice spoke.
He shook it off. Maybe the stress was getting to him?
"Get up, Uzumaki. Don't you want to get me back?"
Naruto sighed. Apparently his mind wasn't listening to him. He was alone in his house.
A pale hand reached out and yanked Naruto out of the bed by his hair. "Ow!" he shouted, not seeing his attacker.
He looked up, and was greeted by the face of Itachi. "You-" he was cut off by Itachi pushing him against the ground with his foot.
"I said, get up!" He repeated, grinding at the blond's windpipe. He released his neck, and stood back. "Let's go, we'll go right now, in here."
Naruto so wasn't ready for this. He eyed his exits. Door, blocked. But there was a window right behind him, slightly open. Ten foot drop. He considered the odds.
Itachi growled, "I don't think so," and locked the window shut.
He had no choice. It was do or die. And there was no way Naruto would die at the hands of this guy. He came at Itachi, hands outstreched, and attempted to grab his neck. Itachi stopped him with a punch in the ribs. He fell to the ground, almost immobile. Naruto grasped for the bed, and tried to pull himself up.
Itachi smirked, and kicked him in the side, breaking a rib.
'This really is too big of a job for me,' Naruto thought, bleeding internally. Small tears formed at the edge of his eyes and he felt light headed.
"Leave family problems to family, Uzumaki," Itachi growled, turning and walking out of the boy's home.
A/N: Hey, sorry for the short chapter, I just wanted to update so that people didnt think the fic died. Don't worry, it's still healthy and strong!
I hope you like how it's going, if you have any suggestions, I'd love to hear them. Schools in full session now, and I've got ...counts on fingers... five other fanfictions to update. Patience please!
--Lizz--