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Warnings: Yaoi, OOC, some Language
A/N: It took a while for this I know. And the next one might possibly take just as long, unfortunately. I have two reasons. I could use the totally cliché excuse and tell you about my finals in a week. Or I could tell you the truth and say that I don't want to see this fic end. Either way, you're not getting a chapter for at least another week. SORRY.
Chapter Twelve: Now We've Got a Big Big Mess On Our HandsI've got that lefty curse
Where everything I do is flipped
And awkwardly reversed
You're seldom known and barely missed
I always put myself
In destructive situations
I need oxygen
To be exposed where no one goes, where no one's been
When it all comes crashing…
Now we've got a big, big
Mess on our hands tonight.
-The Academy Is...
Kakashi licked his dry lips and took a few deep breaths. This was not good.
Iruka was asking him to explain the bet.
The bet.
The very bet that his only son is staking his heart more so than his money on.
And Iruka, the one person Kakashi knows he can give his own heart to, was asking him to explain said bet.
When the main cause and unwillingly involved person in the bet was Iruka's only son, Naruto.
Whom Sasuke (he's Kakashi's son, remember) loves dearly.
Now Kakashi had to decide whether or not he valued his own love over his son's love.
Sasuke had been through a lot in his life. He didn't really deserve to have Naruto torn away from him as well.
But Kakashi had also been through a lot. So did he deserve to have Iruka torn from him?
Who would hold it together better when their life went to hell?
Kakashi almost wanted to cry. He knew the answer to that better than anyone.
He sighed and leaned in to put his forehead on Iruka's.
"It wasn't anything, really. It was just something Sasuke did." Kakashi pushed as much sincerity as he could into his voice. It seemed to satisfy Iruka, because the man grinned and nodded his head vehemently.
"That happens with Naruto all the time. Sometimes I swear, if he wasn't so cute..." Iruka trailed off and then laughed at his own joke. Kakashi forced a laugh as well.
He'd gotten away with that lie.
This just added to his already guilty conscience. He'd lied to Iruka again.
When his lover found out about all of his lies, he was surely going to question Kakashi's love for him. Kakashi could see it now.
"Was it all a lie Kakashi?" The grey haired man watched as the love of his life walked away with tears running down his face.
He couldn't bear to hurt Iruka anymore that he had.
Crap. He'd have to tell him.
Iruka saw the brief moment of terror cross Kakashi's face and he was about to question in when he heard a rather loud and very obnoxious shout tear across the field.
Naruto was here.
"Iruka, Iruka!" the blonde ran up to the pair sitting on the rock and slammed into a halt. Sasuke came a few steps behind.
Neither Iruka nor Naruto saw that he avoided all eye contact with Kakashi and vice versa.
"What is it?" Iruka asked, very adapt to Naruto's random outbursts by now.
"Some kids are throwing a party and me and Sasuke want to go! Please, please, please, please?!?!"
It was obvious that Naruto thought it completely necessary to make every inch of his excitement noticeable to the world.
Sasuke thought it cute.
Kakashi was battling his own mind and didn't notice.
And Iruka could hardly say no to an excited Naruto.
"Well, it's alright with me. Kakashi?"
Kakashi waved his hand, signaling that he realized he was being spoken too but didn't quite register what was being said. Yet he decided to agree anyway, because Iruka had.
The teacher didn't fail to notice his boyfriend's distracted-ness but didn't grab the chance to question it because at that moment Naruto grabbed his hand and pulled him away, asking about an outfit he'd seen in a shop window for the party.
This left Sasuke to be alone with Kakashi. Taking in his father's distressed state, Sasuke figured it was more like being alone with his own thoughts than the man who raised him.
So he reminisced about the day so far, and didn't really like what he remembered.
After Sai had tried to seduce Naruto and Sasuke saved him, the pair went to the local ice cream parlor to chat.
Then some girls who thought that they were totally adorable came up to invite the boys to their party later that night. Naruto immediately agreed, not one to pass up an opportunity to have fun. Not to mention he knew the people.
The girls stayed and talked to them for a while, thinking they had a chance.
Then they realized that Naruto was dating Sasuke and they stayed a little longer because they thought that gay guys were totally kawaii.
Then Sasuke threatened them with death.
Once they left, Sasuke told Naruto that he was sorry for last night. That he didn't want to pressure Naruto into a deeper relationship.
Naruto refused to accept the apology because he said there was no need. He said that he loved Sasuke.
That he loved him.
And Sasuke told him back. That he loved him too.
It wasn't a lie.
But nothing very good was going to come of it.
Other than that he knew for a fact Naruto loved him back. That he wasn't the only one feeling anything in the relationship. Maybe that meant he'd have somewhat of a chance to save them.
"Kakashi." He caught his father's attention and looked down at the ground, trying to fight back all of the emotions pummeling him at once. "I love him."
Kakashi nodded and hopped off the boulder. He put one arm around his son and hugged him.
"I know."
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Naruto was unusually chipper.
Sure he was hyper.
And sometimes he seemed to defy gravity with his bouncing-off-the-walls abilities.
But it was at an all-time max today.
In all honesty it was terrifying Iruka. He was about to ask Naruto for a urine sample he could get tested for crack when the blonde stopped and pointed to the window he'd seen the outfit in. And Iruka thought it was perfect.
He fully supported Naruto getting a little action once in a while.
So this outfit was a brilliant scheme thought out by his very own son.
He sniffed.
"I'm so proud." Naruto grinned and pulled Iruka into the store.
Sasuke was in for it tonight.
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Back home, Kiba was freaking out.
He'd known for a few days now that the crazy kid told him the truth about Sasuke.
Those jocks even confronted him on it. They asked him to tell the blonde what was up.
But he couldn't do it.
Then he tried to go to their houses and talk to Naruto or Sasuke personally but neither one of them were home.
When he asked around he'd found out that Kakashi and Iruka took the two out to some town called Konoha.
Fan-fucking-tastic.
Now he had to call Naruto and hand him his fate over the phone.
How horrible is that?
Kiba picked up his cell and punched in Naruto's number.
Voicemail.
Oh well, he thought. Better keep trying.
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Asuma was proud of himself.
He'd raised Iruka right.
Sure they were the same age, but... well...
Put it this way. Have you ever seen how Ron takes Harry under his wing when he's first introduced the wizarding world? Well that's what Asuma did for Iruka when all the girls and guys started hitting on him.
So he was really proud of how well Iruka turned out.
And Iruka himself had done a pretty damn good job with that son of his as well. Asuma thought this when Naruto came down fort he party he and Sasuke were going to.
This was truly a side effect of his creation. And he loved it.
See, when Iruka was first hit on by a guy and agreed to go out with him, Asuma told him that he had to be the sexiest person in the room if he wanted any. Iruka had no clue what "any" was at the time, but agreed anyway.
And that had been his way of life ever since.
And obviously he rubbed off on Naruto.
So in a weird Chain Reaction kind of thing, Asuma had rubbed off on Naruto that being sexy was the best way to get what you want.
This was proven when Naruto sauntered innocently down the steps wearing extremely low black drainpipes, open high tops, and an ass-tight bright orange fish net top. His outfit left little if nothing to the imagination.
Sasuke thought so too.
In fact, was it not for the fact that Sasuke knew he looked just as sexy as Naruto he would have been suffering from a very severe nosebleed.
Oh yes, Sasuke was obviously looking for some tonight too, thought Asuma.
He also had very low, very tight black drainpipes with a pair of equally black Vans and his shirt was...er...rather non-existent really. It looked as though a wild animal had viciously attacked it leaving almost nothing there.
Sasuke also had black eyeliner on that Kurenai had insisted he'd use to complete the outfit.
She also managed to let Naruto and Iruka allow her to pierce his right ear.
All in all they'd definitely be the hottest people at the party.
Sasuke smirked as Naruto came to stand next to him. Naruto was also sporting the most evil smirk he could manage. They left after saying goodbye to Asuma (he being the only one in the room) and Naruto barely made it out the door before Sasuke started groping him randomly.
He wasn't complaining though.
Upstairs in his room, Naruto's cell phone was buzzing and blinking like crazy.
-
Considering that they were more than fashionably late, Naruto was surprised that the party was still booming as it was. But Sasuke had to take a little detour into a dark ally and molest him. It just had to be done.
Sasuke, however, was more than glad that the music was still blasting so loud.
It meant the mosh pit would undoubtedly still be going strong.
These were always his favorite part of concerts or parties. Being able to loose himself in the sweaty mass of bodies trying to forget everything but the music. Knowing that he wasn't alone in the whole, "My life sucks" deal. Knowing that when you close your eyes and just dance it all goes away if only for a few minutes.
And luckily for him, he also had Naruto to make this particular mosh even better.
"Come on." He shouted over the loud speakers. He grabbed Naruto and dragged him into the room where the DJ was. The center of the room was his destination. This was, after all, their last night in Konoha. The last chance he'd be able to be with Naruto and just be with Naruto. Without all the complications of the bet and other shit.
Being the center of all the hysteria was like being in the eye of the hurricane. It was the most peaceful place.
Until that damn North Wall hits.
One of Naruto's favorite songs came on to the speakers and he immediately started dancing. He smelt the body odors from the anonymous bodies all around him and somehow felt at ease among the stench. He could let go and just follow the people around him.
Or he was going to. But Sasuke had different plans.
Naruto gasped as the others body was pushed into his front. Then it was as if all of their pent up frustrations were thrown out to the other with the lyrics. Every bead of sweat created from the body heat suffocating them carried out another thought or another complicated life story until all that was left was a couple of teenage boys.
Which was exactly the way they wanted it. It was the only way they could handle it.
-
After the 758th time of calling Naruto's cell, Kiba figured that a voicemail would be the best he could get.
"Naruto, this is Kiba." He started when the greeting message was over. "Listen man, don't sleep with Uchiha. He's bad news. He's in with another bet. Don't do it. Call me when you get this."
He hung up his cell and chucked it across the room, just as his door opened.
Hinata froze up as she saw the small black blur fly past her.
Kiba's eyes would have widened, had he saw, and he would have apologized profusely. But as it was, his head was down in his hands and he was shaking.
Hinata closed the door behind her and quietly made her way over to him. Something must have seriously been bothering him for Kiba to be so depressed.
She sat down next to him and placed her arms around him in a tight hug. He practically through himself at her and cried. He'd just screwed up the best thing that ever happened to Naruto, he'd shout.
And Hinata could only watch as he was torn apart by some stupid bet she didn't even know about.
-
The party raged on for hours. It didn't even slow down until two in the morning. By that time, everyone had already forgotten who they were and just danced as the music vibrated through their bodies. The heat that had originally been stifling became a second skin and everyone used it to their advantage, shredding what clothes they could.
Sasuke and Naruto were no exceptions. Each had already lost their shirts and were grinding together more so than with anyone else.
Though there wasn't any part of their bodies that wasn't being touched by a part of someone else's body.
But as the songs turned slow and the crowd began to dwindle, they slowly came back to reality and pushed out of the remaining people.
The strobe lights were still blinding, even if the music was slow. It didn't make much sense to either boy and once they started to think clearly, they realized that they had basically just been to second base with complete strangers.
It was totally worth it though.
This month had been so hectic. So horribly, horribly morbid for some cases, that it was a much needed break. For one night they hadn't been Naruto and Sasuke, but instead they'd just been another part of some huge thing.
Fate wasn't singling them out when they were in the crowd. Sasuke was tempted to jump back in.
But Naruto was yawning. And he had to watch out for the dobe, because he was sure Naruto was still drunk off the sensations of the music.
So he took Naruto's hand and pulled him out of the house
On their way out they saw the girls who invited them throwing up in a bush. Naruto was about to go say hello but Sasuke pulled him away. They smelled bad enough for one night.
In the middle of the dance floor lay two forgotten shirts. The orange and black thrown on top of one another, forgotten.
-
"Put your hands up for Detroit!" Naruto screamed. He threw his hands up and his head back. They were in front of Asuma's house now.
He'd been doing that all the way home.
Do you know how tempted Sasuke was to throw him into a ditch somewhere and come back in the morning? He had a pounding headache.
And they hadn't even had a drink!
When Sasuke opened the door it was to an empty house. Not surprising, he couldn't expect them to wait up all night, could he now?
Besides, they didn't have their shirts and Iruka would undoubtedly ask questions.
Carefully he guided Naruto to the blonde's room. It wasn't that Naruto was actually drunk, but he was so tired he might as well have been.
He was slaphappy, I guess you could say.
Sasuke had enough sense to at least be aware of his surroundings.
But he still wasn't strong enough at the moment to tuck Naruto in. So he just opened the door and pushed the blonde into the room after a quick goodnight make-out.
"Night, love." He whispered. Then he disappeared into the room Kurenai made over for him.
It was nice. This night of anonymity, he means. But he knew it wouldn't last.
He'd wake up in the morning and it will all have gone to shit.
But this proves how horribly un-clairvoyant Sasuke was.
He didn't even have to wait until morning.
Naruto walked into his room, slightly more away after having kissed Sasuke as he had. He was still dead tired though and couldn't wait to curl up and go to sleep.
But unfortunately, there was something on his pillow which prevented him from doing that.
He picked up his cell phone and his eyes widened. 759 missed calls. All from Kiba.
Then he remembered that he forgot to call his friends and tell them where he was. And who he was with.
That still wouldn't have set Kiba over the edge though. Naruto, actually couldn't remember ever seeing Kiba freak out over something.
So he checked his voicemail. Only one.
He pressed call.
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