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This chapter is dedicated to Nate, who agreed with me when I said.... Mmmm, I think Naruto has a thing for Sasuke……. Love ya bro!
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Chapter 2
Saturday morning Naruto briefly contemplated following his avoidance plan but decided not to waste the weekend, just the idea of him staying in his room was ridiculous. How to go out but not get caught, that was the question. He decided to wear his black hoodie with an orange scarf. After all it was autumn and he could be cold, right?
Iruka, appeared to still be asleep as Naruto made his way downstairs to the kitchen by the back door a few minutes later, even though it was close to ten already. Likely a side effect of his late night with Kakashi, a night that the blond was sure included way too much beer. Now why the idealistic elementary school teacher had to be friends with his crazy history teacher he didn't really know, but the two had inexplicably hit it off at a conference earlier that year. Leaving a note telling Iruka he'd be home for dinner, Naruto grabbed his keys, a strawberry pop-tart and was on his way to the mall.
Naruto loved the mall. It was only a half hour away, and it was a great place to hang with friends. Today though, he wasn't going to hang with his friends, he was on a mission. Having never had a hickey before, he had no idea how long they lasted, he was sure it would only be a couple days but he wasn't taking any chances. So he might need some cover-up come Monday morning. He had thought about asking Gaara if he could borrow some from his sister, Temari, but he couldn't imagine that conversation going well.
The traffic flow wasn't too heavy but Naruto was pleased with the time he'd made as he pulled into a parking space near the front of the mall about 35 minutes later. Listening to his favorite local alternative rock station, GRD had made the trip quick and mostly stress free. Too bad there's no Free Beer and Hot Wings today, those guys always crack me up, he thought to himself as he grabbed his frog keychain he'd affectionately named Gamabunta and headed for the door.
Fervently hoping he wouldn't run into anyone he knew, he made a bee line for a girly store. Ignoring the curious glances from the clerk behind the counter, he stared hopelessly at the astounding array of make-up on the shelf. Why do girls need so much crap anyway? His only experience with this came from Gaara's eyeliner and black nail polish and that helped him not at all with this situation. He grabbed a bottle at random, deciding to deal, and was about to leave when he froze at a familiar voice behind him.
"Naruto?" Sakura asked in astonishment, "What are you doing in here?"
He turned around laughing nervously, still holding the bottle of cover-up, "Sakura, what brings you so early to the mall?" Rubbing the back of his neck, a big fake smile on his face, his eyes darted between his pink haired classmate and her blonde friend Ino like a trapped animal. Cursing the irony of fate that caused you to run into everyone you knew when you least wanted to, he slowly edged his way sideways trying to get around them so he could make a run for the exit.
Sakura's eyes narrowed. She took in the bottle of make-up, the scarf, and his strange behavior. Putting them together rather easily, she abruptly reached out and pulled off his scarf. Holding it loosely at her side, she gaped at his hickeys in speechless astonishment.
Ino however, was not so quiet in her shock, "Oh Ho! Looks like the dork finally got some! I thought he'd be the last one, besides you Sakura. Your excuse being that you're saving yourself for Sasuke, although the chances of that happening are Jack and shit, and Jack just left town. Considering his reaction the numerous times you've thrown yourself at him....."
"That's enough Ino!" Sakura's enraged yell rang throughout the small store. Obviously she didn't want her fixation broadcast to the world at large, although it really wasn't a secret. Reining in her temper with apparent effort, she blushed sheepishly at a terrified Naruto and smiled. "Don't worry; I'm not angry at you," Punctuating that remark with a pointed glance at her friend, she offered her expertise, "that color is totally wrong for you by the way." Taking the bottle of cover-up from his hand, she replaced it, scanning the shelf with practiced ease, "Here," she handed him a different one. "If you ever need to do this again, you have to match it to your skin tone. Any chance of you telling us who the girl is?"
Naruto shook his head mutely, eyes wide, visions of his decapitated corpse flashing in his head.
"Oh, don't worry Naruto, we'll find out eventually," Sakura remarked with a smile, her curiosity now piqued.
"Um.... Thanks Sakura," Naruto backed away, "I'll see you Monday." He dashed from the store after paying for his merchandise, completely forgetting his scarf that was still in Sakura's grip.
Once free, Naruto stuffed the small bag in his pocket, eyes darting to and fro, convinced that everyone he knew would soon appear out of nowhere to mock him. His paranoia proved justified as his gaze spotted a determined redhead striding purposefully in his direction, the chains on his loose black pants swinging with his every step. Great! What a perfect day for Gaara to run out of black nail polish, that being his best friend's only reason for ever voluntarily visiting the mall. And, Of course, the only store that sold it outside Halloween was three stores down.
"Naruto," Gaara stated as he stopped at the blond's side, "What's the point of having a cell phone if you don't answer it?"
Naruto grinned, stepping off to the side, lessening his proximity to the incriminating store. "My bad, I forgot it was off," Reaching into his pants pocket, he took out his bright orange phone and glared at the offending idem as if it should have turned itself on. He turned it on with a push of a button and soon heard the beeping of a recently received voice mail.
"I was wondering if you wanted to go to the mall," Gaara's monotone was almost amused, a rare thing, but that quickly changed as his green gaze settled onto his friend's neck. "Naruto," he began.
The blond took a deep breath preparing to explain but stopped in utter disbelief at the sound of yet another familiar voice.
"Itachi," The bastard was talking no more than twenty feet away as he strolled with his brother, a bored look on his face. "I hardly think you need more crap, your house is full as it is."
"My dear little brother, I already told you, Deidara and I are going to New York in a couple days on..... business, and I want to buy him something..... nice." The slightly taller Uchiha replied, looking very out of place in his black pin stripe suit and red tie.
"Riiiight.... and why did I have to come? You know I fucking hate the mall."
"Because I like to torture you."
"I hate you."
"Love you too."
The blond gaped at the pair as they neared him, unaware that his eyes lit up, his breath quickened and his heartbeat accelerated at the mere sight of the jerk. Sasuke however kept walking, not even nodding his head in acknowledgement Naruto's way.
Thinking himself resigned to being ignored, Naruto was unprepared for the stabbing pain and hollow feeling in his stomach. What the fuck was wrong with him? He had known this would happen, after all, he had agreed to just fucking, no strings, no regrets. Hell, he had hoped the encounter would cure him of his obsession, but clearly that didn't happen. The scratch the itch ploy, the ol' hit it and quit it, didn't work.
He was addicted.
He already craved pale hands on his skin, the caress of lips and tongue, the hot rush of orgasm.
This reaction is stupid, Naruto thought, the bastard is hot, smart, rich, and idolized by fangirls far and wide, there was no way that he could be really interested in me, the goof off, last in the class guy. He must be playing games. Maybe I should play games too?
If he did that there would be hiding, he knew it, skulking in corners and places no one could see them…. could he tolerate being the Uchiha's dirty little secret, his private fuck?
He wanted to answer that with an emphatic No, Oh Hell No.
He had his pride.
But deep down a voice told him that he would take whatever the moody bastard was prepared to give him.
Maybe he doesn't want me at all anymore, what if it was a one time thing?
Naruto decided that since the bastard was here, he was going to talk to him. So with an irritated Gaara trailing in his wake, he strode up to the Uchihas that were still only a few feet away, stopping right in front of them, he shouted, "Oi! Teme!" They both stopped but only Itachi looked at him.
"Friend of yours little brother?" Itachi finally asked after Sasuke kept standing there in silence.
"No," Sasuke replied, stepping around Naruto, he prepared to walk away again.
"Bastard! I need to talk to you!"
"I really don't care." No emotion filled his voice, it was as if he were talking to a complete stranger.
"Uchiha....." Gaara growled in warning. The blond recognized the tone as his someone's-about-to-get-the-shit-kicked-out-of-them tone and he silently hoped his protective friend could keep it together.
"What's the matter Subaku? Pissed that I got there first? Too bad, but I'm sure the dobe would love for you to follow."
Naruto lost it, "What the fuck is that supposed to mean!?" He screamed at the frustrating brunet, hands curled into fists at his sides, not caring that several people passing by glared at him disapprovingly. "Goddamnit! You are going to listen to me, even if I have to break both your legs to make you!"
"No."
"Whadaya mean, no!? It'll take five minutes!" Naruto curbed his temper, then grinned trying a different approach, "Unless you want me to talk right here?" He'd played his trump card, he was betting that the bastard's private nature would never allow him to talk about personal business in front of strangers.
"Fine." Sasuke sighed, giving in, Naruto ruthlessly suppressed his need for a victory dance.
Naruto watched as Sasuke swiftly surveyed their surroundings, settling on, ironically enough, a bathroom, down the escalator in the food court. He gave their destination a curt nod, the blond nodded in agreement and followed the bastard, leaving behind an intrigued Itachi and a concerned Gaara.
When they entered the deserted bathroom, Naruto stepped around Sasuke and leaned against the far wall with his hands behind him. Avoiding looking at the brunet, he tried to gather his scattered thoughts.
"So talk."
Naruto's stomach dropped at the horribly frigid tone, he was used to indifference, but this, it seemed like blatant hatred.
Sasuke is really pissed off about something, but what? Of course! Naruto almost slapped his head as the thought occurred to him, The bastard had stomped off last night before Shikamaru had said they would keep the secret, so he's probably just worried about it. "Um.... just so you know, Shika said they'd keep it a secret, so… uh… you don't have to worry about it." Bouncing on his hands, Naruto looked around the bathroom aimlessly, trying not to think about what happened the last time they were alone in a bathroom together. He had to keep it together, needed to have at least some handle on the situation before it spiraled completely out of control. Taking a deep breath, he blurted everything on his mind out in a rush, "I just wanted to know what you want from me, and what happens now." Finally glancing up at the silent yet obviously cranky bastard, Naruto was struck by his overwhelming innate sexuality and could barely breathe.
Sasuke was standing a scant foot away, his thumbs hooked on the back pockets of his semi tight black jeans. Jeans that were tight enough to leave little to the imagination....Naruto gasped as Sasuke rolled his hips forward slightly, ashamed that he'd been caught staring at the bastard's crotch like an all you can eat ramen buffet, a guilty blush stained the blond's cheeks. Sasuke gave the blond a slow once over, a blatant eye-fuck, and as uncomfortable as it made him, Naruto was relieved to see the I-have-an-evil-plan look that replaced the cold anger in black eyes and the sadistic smirk that appeared on pale pink lips. The smirking brunet moved, drawing ever closer, until their bodies were pressed together and whispered in his ear.
"What do I want from you?" Sasuke nibbled a tan earlobe and chuckled at the shudders he'd induced.
The taunting chuckle sent a jolt of electricity straight to his groin, as his dick twitched and quickly grew hard as a rock Naruto knew he was in trouble. He desperately forced himself to focus, this could not happen again, not now, there were things he needed to say.
"I want the same thing I wanted last night," The whispers continued. A pale hand trailed down Naruto's torso, deftly opening the button of his jeans, it slipped inside to grab hold of his erection, "The same thing You want," Sasuke mercilessly rubbed the sensitive tip of the blond's penis until it became slippery with pre-cum,
Naruto gathered the last tattered bits of his self control and grabbed Sasuke's hand, pulling it out of his pants and pushed him an arm's length away. "Wait....." He gazed into frustrated black eyes and asked one of his questions again, searching for clarity, "So you mean to continue this, right? Secret fuck buddies."
"Sure dobe, until we get bored and find something else to do."
Naruto knew when he said 'we' he really meant 'I', until I get bored and find something else to do. A pointed glance reminded Naruto about the position of his hands and he moved them quickly then fixed his pants, hoping to deter Sasuke a bit. Finally placing them on his hips, he replied, "Okay, but if that's the case, you need to stop with the hickeys."
"Dobe, fuck buddies don't really come with rules, and I vaguely remember you enjoying those hickeys." Sasuke smirked and licked his lips as if he could still taste the blond's skin on his tongue.
"So? That doesn't change the fact that I'm walking around with fucking hickeys all over my neck!"
"Buy some cover-up."
Naruto grit his teeth, "I already did."
"Then what's the problem?"
"Bastard! I can't just walk around covered in hickeys all the time! People will get suspicious, cover-up won't work That well, someone will see them...." He stopped abruptly, mid rant, realizing that his point was entirely moot. Six different people had already seen them, seven if you count Sasuke's brother, and the rest of the school would know by Monday. On the bright side, only one of those persons knew who put them there, and Naruto was sure he wouldn't tell a soul. And….Fuck! Naruto felt his neck in vain, just now realizing that he was no longer protected from prying eyes by his orange scarf. He put his hands down and sighed, "Well the main point is I don't like walking around looking like a hooker."
"Okay, I'll give you that one, fewer hickeys...." Sasuke looked Naruto up and down with a heated gaze that sent tremors all the way to his toes. "In obvious places. Hmm, maybe I'll put one here," a pale hand lightly brushed Naruto's lower back, just above the swell of his ass and remained there, slowly drawing him forward. When he was a few inches from the wall, the hand slid down, squeezing, "or here," Naruto knew he should be resisting, but couldn't summon the strength to do so; instead he tried a mantra..... it went something like this: 'Ground rules.... Ground rules... Need ground rules'. The seductive brunet suddenly crouched, nuzzling the blond's inner thigh. "Or here," Naruto gasped, briefly entertaining the traitorous thought that it would feel amazing to have Sasuke's lips sucking there. Oh shit.... mantra's so not working.... I'm such a sluuuut!
"Bastard, stop it," Naruto attempted to sound authoritative but it came out as more of a desperate plea, he was even unsure what he was really pleading for. "We really should avoid being alone in bathrooms. Seriously, you're such a… um…. person who enjoys doing…. things…. where they could be…. Ahh….. caught."
Slowly standing, Sasuke chuckled at the blond's inability to articulate. "An exhibitionist? Is that the word you're searching for, dobe?" The patronizing tone snapped Naruto from his stupor.
Blue eyes narrowing in irritation, "I was thinking more along the lines of perverted freak, but whatever." Naruto placed a hand flat on Sasuke's chest and prepared to push him away.
Sasuke didn't give him a chance to actually push; instead he grabbed the hand that was currently resting on his chest and dragged the blond to the right, stopping when they both stood in front of the mirror that hung over the sinks taking up almost an entire wall. Naruto faced the mirror, Sasuke stood directly behind him, molded to the blond's back, pressed tightly against his ass, his pale face hovering over his shoulder. Fascinated blue eyes locked with black, "Pervert am I?" Naruto closed his eyes at the sensation of heat behind him, quickly adding to the furnace already radiating from his cock. "No, look at yourself…." Naruto obeyed the voice of temptation, opening his eyes, he stared, "is this the face of someone who's really afraid of being caught fucking in a bathroom? I think it's the face of someone who would beg me to fuck him….. anywhere…. anytime… I choose."
Desire was plainly visible on his own face as Naruto stared at himself, stared as Sasuke began sucking on his neck once again. In the back of Naruto's mind there was a voice of reason, a quiet voice that really wasn't getting a lot of attention as it ranted about how unfair it was that one of his most sensitive spots happened to be so readily accessible to sadistic bastards. Actually as the moans built up in the blond's throat the only voice he was listening to sounded more like this….
Can't moan…. Can't…. not right now…… food court….. outside….. full of people….. voice is…..easily heard….. Oh fuck, that feels good.
Naruto suddenly found himself turned with his ass resting on the counter top, his legs wrapped around Sasuke's waist almost of their own will. Tanned fingers threaded through black silky locks and finally locked on a muscular back as the blond found himself kissed within an inch of his life.
Fuck!!.... Why did I care if anyone heard again?..... Right, Sasuke cares….
Sasuke…. So beautiful….. Whoa, he is really good with his tongue….. So Talented…… So….. Asshole who likes to play games!
Naruto ripped his lips off Sasuke's, unlocked his own legs from around the bastard's hips, and gave him a hard shove. "Get off me!" Sasuke staggered back a few steps, stopping at the doors to the stalls, he raised his eyebrow as Naruto hopped off the counter glaring at him intensely. "Could you at least pretend to give a shit?" The blond wanted to continue with, 'about me', but figured it would be just asking for the beat down. "We won't be as lucky next time ya know, Jesus fucking Christ! We're in the middle of a mall! I thought you were supposed to be smart?"
"Alright, alright, calm down." Sasuke glided slowly forward, stopping within arms reach of Naruto but made no move to touch him. "Where's your cover up?" Naruto reached into the front pocket of his hoodie and pulling out the small bag, handed it over. Sasuke removed the small bottle of cover-up and threw the bag in the trash. Leaning his hip on the counter he motioned for Naruto, "Come here."
"I can do that myself you know," the complaint fell on deaf ears and Naruto, sighing at the futility of it all, did it anyway. Sasuke opened the bottle, set it on the counter, dabbed a little on his finger and began to gently spread it on Naruto's hickeys. The blond glanced at his neck in the mirror, to see how well it was working, "Damnit! You gave me another fucking hickey!"
Smirking sadistically, "I said fewer dobe, not none. Stand still." After a few seconds of getting more make-up from the bottle and moving on to other spots, Sasuke tilted his head to look at Naruto's neck from different angles and nodded slowly. "This stuff actually works."
"Well, Sakura knows what she's doing. I guess."
"Sakura?"
"I…. uh… kinda ran into Sakura and Ino today, she helped me find the right make-up." Sasuke's eyes narrowed, "I didn't tell her anything!"
The silence lengthened as Sasuke finished and capped the bottle, slipping it back into Naruto pocket. Gently cupping Naruto's neck, eye lids at half mast, Sasuke rubbed one of the newly covered marks with his thumb, "There, good as new," Long pale fingers played in silky blond strands as pink lips neared. Naruto licked his own dry lips slowly, craving the taste of the other's, long blond lashes drifted down as his lips parted in breathless expectation.
"..... so she was like, 'Chouji, I just want to be friends'."
"Oooh, burn. That's too bad man."
Chouji's and Kiba's loud voices preceded them into the bathroom, followed by a silent Shikamaru. Naruto jumped away from Sasuke, facing the mirror about a foot away, nervously fixing his hair, he rolled his eyes, seriously, this was just getting out of hand, would they pop up out of nowhere like a bad joke every time?
Sasuke growled low in his throat as his plans were foiled by unwitting side characters, he glared fiercely as he turned toward the door and crossed his arms over his chest, leaning on the countertop.
"Damnit!" Kiba's loud mouth, Naruto was sure, carried outside the bathroom and into the food court. "Can we go anywhere without running into you guys?" Shikamaru must've thought the idiot's voice was too loud also, since he smacked his friend in the stomach with the back of his hand. Kiba glared but obediently turned his volume down a couple of notches, "You're like dogs in heat, Geez, can't you find a private place to do that?"
"Do what? We're not doing anything." Sasuke's monotone was perfectly innocent, Naruto, turned to face everyone, trying to keep the stupid grin off his face at the bastard's ability to lie with a straight face. "Let's go," Casually walking around them and out the door, Sasuke was soon out of Naruto's sight. The blond stared after him in shock, still admiring his exceptional acting skills.
"Dobe!" Sasuke had returned to the doorway and stood there, waiting impatiently.
Naruto jumped slightly, startled from his daze, and quickly joined him.
As they neared the escalator Sasuke turned to him and held out his hand, "Let me see your phone," Naruto dug in his pocket, handing it over unquestioningly, and watched as the brunet added his number to the address book then handed it back. "What's yours?" Reaching into his own pocket, he pulled out a black iPhone. When he finished he put it back in his pocket, "I'll call you later." He said as he walked off toward the escalator.
TBC
I hope you guys enjoyed that, I'm not satisfied with it….. I tried to further the plot but I think it's mostly rambling pointlessness.
Please let me know what you think.
Thanx J