Here it is! Sorry it took so long! This last week was killer. It's almost like the teachers are trying to kill us. Anyway, hopefully you all like this newest chapter and remember to comment/review! =)
*The Naruto series and its associated characters do not belong to me!*
Sasuke shivered as he lifted the warm comforter off his naked body, the cold air hitting him. He blushed slightly knowing Naruto would be watching his every move, nervous and a little self-conscious, but quickly cast it away; they were both men! It was ridiculous, even after the things they did last night… yet he kept his back to Naruto as he leaned over the side of the bed to pick his shirt up off the floor and slip it on. He saw his briefs a ways away, and stood up to walk over and retrieve it, but a throb on his ankle made him wince, he continued on his path though, hobbling over, feeling incompetent from his injury and exposed from his lack of clothing. With a feeling of gratitude and thankfulness that his small ordeal was over, he snatched the briefs off the floor, struggling and almost falling as he quickly slipped it on. He was nervous though, why wasn't Naruto saying anything? Usually, you couldn't get the guy to shut up.
"You staring at my ass or what?" Sasuke asked dryly; turning around, ready to gaze directly into those beautiful cerulean colored eyes with his own cold ones.
"Asshole, I was debating whether I should ask you if you needed any help." He was sitting calmly against the headboard, returning Sasuke's smirk with one of his own, hands coming up to cross against his chest in a mock portrayal of anger. "Although, I admit that in daylight, your ass looks even more beautiful than it did last night."
Sasuke's gaze faltered and he felt his cheeks grow hot. "Idiot," he muttered.
Naruto just grinned that idiotic grin of his and lifted himself out from the underneath the covers, exposing his glorious and fully naked self. He didn't even seem embarrassed by this and even had the audacity to lift his arms above his head to give a long stretch and wide yawn. Sasuke watched in fascination as the muscles on his stomach rippled with hidden strength.
Naruto caught Sasuke staring at him and smiled. Walking over, Sasuke instinctively took a few steps back, obviously still unsure about this relationship. He grabbed the raven's wrists and pulled him close, desperately wanting Sasuke to forget all about his doubts just like he did last night. He heard Sasuke's breath hitch in surprise and took the opportunity to lean in for a gentle brush of the lips, then a small suck on the lower lip before pulling away.
"I'll get your pants for you," Naruto whispered, their noses just inches apart from each other. Sasuke squirmed slightly but never backed away, gazing at those perfect, blue pools called eyes as if they were hypnotizing him. "Unless want to wear your shorts out?"
Sasuke instantly snapped out of it, backing away and reverting into his usual pissed self by the frown on his face. "Although, personally I like you wearing shorts, Sasuke. I can easily slide my hand through the bottom to feel a naked thigh or cup a cheek." Naruto then laughed at the sight of Sasuke's face, the frown still there, but the red cheeks that contrasted so vibrantly against the pale skin told Naruto that the raven secretly also enjoyed wearing shorts now that the blonde would be around.
Naruto left the room then, smiling, strolling out confidently, and to Sasuke's slight annoyance, still naked. He shivered standing there, bare legs subjected to the cold air of the room, listening as the other boy rummaged through his pack. He stifled an approaching yawn, even though having just woken. Not much sleep was had the last two nights for very different reasons, and openly smiled when remembering a certain night. Light steps were heard, his smile quickly faded as Naruto came back in, throwing the black pants at him. Sasuke caught it, and lifting a foot…
"Need any help?" Naruto interrupted.
He lost his balance, stumbled, and landed right on his ass, his leg halfway in.
"Damn it," he cursed aloud.
Naruto approached him instantly. Sasuke's gaze shot upwards, his eyes narrowing like a cat watching in apprehensive anticipation of the enemy's next move. As soon as those warm hands encircled his waist from behind, he hissed, unable to move away.
"Look Sasuke, you can't put on your pants yourself. Let me help you." He wasn't using that husky, seductive voice he sometimes did when they were alone; he was sounding like he wanted to genuinely help.
Sasuke groaned in frustration knowing what Naruto said was true.
"Fine," he grudgingly admitted.
He lifted his other leg to pull the pants up to the top of his calves where Naruto then lifted Sasuke's hips as he slid the rest of it up over his ass, zipping the zipper and buttoning the button.
As Naruto helped Sasuke up, he mumbled, "Thank you."
"What was that? I didn't hear you." The blonde held his hand up to cup his ear, smiling, and mocking him.
"I said, 'Thank you' " he angrily said much louder.
"Well you're welcome." The dope smirked.
No one, absolutely no one, could infuriate him as much as Naruto Uzumaki did.
"Did you want to stop by your house before we head out?" Naruto asked innocently as he locked the door to the apartment.
Sasuke thought for a moment. Itachi wasn't home, but he also didn't want to return to a place that reminded him the guy. He did want to shower though, having not showered since the previous morning, and especially after last night… He nodded. They left the apartment building entering temperate weather. A fresh and crisp breeze kissed their bare arms and face signaling that fall was approaching, but balanced out with clear skies and warm rays, complements from the sun.
"I hate cold weather," Naruto stated almost as if he read Sasuke's thoughts.
Sasuke shivered in response but said nothing. He had calmed down a little since this morning's "incidents," a combination of time and cool weather, so instead he slipped his hand into Naruto's, craving a little more warmth. The blonde gave a pleased, excited smile and squeezed the hand in comfort.
They walked in silence the rest of the way – well, Sasuke limped mostly. He knew that by the way his ankle was healing and extent of the injury, that by Tuesday it should be fully healed. Good. He hated feeling so helpless.
They finally arrived. It was a small house, respectable looking. Clean cut lawn, some perfectly trimmed shrubbery near the entrance, and spritely colored flowers mixed in to accent the blinding white paint of the house. An also white picket fence served as the house's perimeter in which they passed through and approached the door.
Naruto whistled. "Nice place you've got here."
"Nothing new. You've seen it before," Sasuke answered as he searched for the key through his backpack.
"True, I have, but I didn't know it was your house, Sasuke. It's farther from the school than my apartment so I never see you come out of it. We always kind of just meet up on the way."
Sasuke slipped the key into the lock, slowly turned the knob, and pushed open the door.
It was dark inside and smelled of- well, Sasuke. That cold, clean air smell you got breathing cold air, and it was a little chilly in the house anyway. Their eyes adjusted quickly as the lights were switched on to reveal a small living room of simple blue furniture, the pillows fluffed up and placed appropriately on either side of the couch, a yellow blanket draped across the back to give a flair of color, and a smaller one on the armchair. A coffee table made of oak and speckles glass, and a smaller table on the side completed the room. It all looked so neat and clean – perfect even. Naruto wondered if the Uchihas paid for a cleaning and lawn care service regularly. And when the white walls weren't adorned with a scenic painting, there were shelves. The wooden shelves reached to the ceiling and Naruto's head swam looking at all the books' spines that lay in neat rows on these shelves, of titles and subjects he's never heard of.
"Where's the T.V.?" Was all he could say.
Sasuke gave him a confused look. "T.V.? We – Itachi and I- don't use it. He's hardly around and I'm too busy studying most of the time."
"Sasuke, Sasuke, "he shook his head in disapproval.
"What? The books aren't all mine - well most of them aren't- they were my parent's."
"Were?"
"They died."
"I'm sorry."
"Don't be. You didn't do anything to cause their deaths."
"No but-" He paused, biting his bottom lip. "I feel your pain."
Sasuke laughed dryly. "Oh right. I forgot. Your parents are dead also. We're orphans you and I."
"And your brother, Itachi." Naruto added. He caught the slight twitch at the corners of Sasuke's mouth.
"Itachi has always taken care of himself. He never needed my parents when they were alive and I've learned not to need him."
"You hate him?"
He frowned deeply before answering. "No, I don't… hate him. I just…" He trailed off not quite being able to find the right words.
"I can see you do. You do hate him, your only brother."
"No, that'd be wrong." Sasuke said, mostly to himself, eyes growing a little wider coming a realization.
"Don't lie to yourself, Sasuke. Your brother -"
"Stop saying 'your brother'! It's Itachi!" Sasuke suddenly burst out.
"See? You can't even acknowledge that you're related to him!"
"Fine! I hate my brother, Itachi Uchiha!"
He slammed the front door behind them and stormed off towards the couch, trying to walk looking as respectable as he could with the stupid ankle of his.
Naruto came over to sit beside him, putting an arm around his waist, not trying to make an advance, but simply trying to comfort this person he's fallen so in love with. He wanted to know everything about Sasuke- needed wanted to share his pain, be able to understand him, and be there to comfort him. He wanted to protect the raven and be that person that Sasuke could tell anything to. With Sasuke opening up about his brother, that's one step closer to all of it.
Sasuke sighed and laid his head on Naruto's shoulder, closing his eyes in an effort to calm down.
"I'm not some girl so don't think I'm going to start crying or something."
"Of course not." I wouldn't trade your smart remarks for that for the world, Naruto thought. It shows you care, unlike that emotionless face you give everyone at school - everyone but me.
Sasuke was quiet for so long that Naruto thought he had fallen asleep. He turned his head to look at the raven's face. It was so peaceful looking and unnaturally beautiful, like a dark angel's – but the skin so pale. He lifted his other hand and brought it just above Sasuke's cheek. For a brief moment he wondered if he should give in to that temptingly smooth looking skin, before bringing his fingers to glide across cold, soft skin. The raven instantly jerked awake.
"I'm sorry," Naruto instantly said, drawing his hand back.
Sasuke caught the hand loosely in his. "No, it's fine," he whispered. "It felt nice. Do it again."
So Naruto did, stroking Sasuke's cheek, and Sasuke closed his eyes sleepily, leaning heavily back into the blonde. Naruto leaned back against the armrest, taking the raven with him as they adjusted themselves to sit, almost lay on the couch. He slipped the blanket that hung over the couch on top of them, Sasuke lying on Naruto's chest, the space so narrow, with one arm under his head and a hand on the blonde's chest. Naruto himself had an arm behind his head and another on Sasuke's body. He wondered whether they should've taken off their shoes, and what happened to their date? But it didn't matter for long because he too soon fell asleep, listening to the rhythmic and even breathing of his partner.