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Chapter Dedication: This one's for xoBreathe, DeliciouslyGood, and ichigo14! Arigatou! I luv all my reviewers!
Chapter Eleven: Boxers a Blowin'
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Itachi let out a low rumble in his throat akin to a purr as Deidara whimpered beneath him, weaving his fingers through the raven's long silky hair as his neck was assaulted with kisses.
Deidara shifted his hips, and the bare abrasion of skin on skin made them both groan.
"I-Ita…" Deidara breathed, soon silenced as his lover captured his lips and plundered his mouth, the ravenous kiss making him shiver and grip Itachi's pale shoulders.
As Itachi parted a moment later for air, he couldn't help but stop when he saw Deidara's face dusted over with a soft pink blush, his blond hair falling around his face in long flaxen sheets. He cursed under his breath and Deidara gasped as his head was pulled up into a searing kiss, frenzied with biting and sucking that practically swallowed all of his breath until he was panting heavily when his lips were released.
The blond gasped as Itachi seized his legs and propped them up a bit with his shoulders, and swiped the lube off the bedside table.
Itachi always was rough in the bed, but that's what always made it more exciting to Deidara.
"Sorry Dei-chan," Itachi said, hurriedly prepping himself. "I can't wait any more-!"
Deidara nodded and pulled the raven down for a long kiss as he positioned himse-
"ITACHI!!"
Deidara let out a shriek of terror as the door to his room was suddenly flung open, and he fell off the side of the bed, landing in a tangle of sheets.
Itachi whipped his head around, ready to bite off the head of whoever had interrupted his first night at home with his lover after weeks, when his eyebrows shot into his head.
"Uzumaki-san…?" he said.
Naruto stood in the doorway, panting heavily and sweating as if he had just run a marathon. (Though you couldn't really tell the sweat apart, since he was sopping wet from the rain outside.)
"Naruto-sama?" Deidara said, standing up with the sheets around his waste. "What's wrong? Are you ok? What happened?"
"I-…Itachi!" Naruto gasped between pants. "Where d-does Sasuke live?"
Itachi blinked.
"Wha-"
"Just tell me god dammit! Please!" Naruto said, suddenly infuriated, but the anger drained from him as quickly as it had come, and he dropped to the floor on his knees.
"Naruto-sama!" Deidara said, crouching down beside him. "Calm down, you can't go back out there, it's pouring rain!"
"I think he's aware of that," Itachi said. He stood up and went to the bathroom, returning with a pair of boxers on and a towel in hand. He handed the towel to Deidara who wrapped it around Naruto's shivering form.
"Geez Naruto-san, you look like you ran all the way here!" Deidara said.
"I did," Naruto deadpanned.
"What!? Why that hell did you run here in the rain!? I thought you were at the Cocoloco with Sasuke?"
Naruto opened his mouth to answer, but as soon as the name of the club came to him it was forgotten, and his mind was assaulted with the replay of Sasuke's torn expression as he stormed out of the dance club.
Deidara watched as Naruto's eyes grew hazy before him, churning like waves in a storm as a great rush of emotion swept over them, making the water flail and thrash with restlessness.
Itachi also observed the rapid change, and knew somehow that his brother was the cause. He slipped out of the room as his lover tried to get the young superstar's attention.
"Hellooo?" Deidara said, snapping his fingers in front of Naruto's face. "Paging the village idiot!"
Deidara pouted when Naruto didn't respond, and he smacked him over the head.
"Ow! What? Huh?" Naruto said, then grinned sheepishly and scratched the back of his head. "Sorry, I kinda spaced out. The rain must be getting to me…"
"Are you sure you're ok?" Deidara said. Then in a much more brotherly tone added, "You can stay here for the night if you want y'know."
Naruto shook his head as he stood up, his legs sore and wobbly from running.
"Thanks, but I just came to ask Itachi for-"
"Here."
Naruto blinked as a piece of paper was suddenly shoved into his sun-kissed hand by Itachi as the raven reentered the room, and he looked at the parchment.
"Those are the directions to my otouto's house," Itachi said. "But I wouldn't go there now considering that it's past midnight. You'll just make him even angrier if you wake him up."
Naruto nodded as he took off the towel around him and tossed it on a nearby table.
"Arigatou Itachi-san," he said, heading for the door.
"Naruto-san."
Naruto turned, his hand on the doorknob.
"My brother is very thick-headed. Beat some sense into him if need be." Naruto didn't miss the small smirk that rested on the older Uchiha's lips, and he smiled a bit back before running back out into the rain.
Deidara sighed.
"Poor Naruto-kun…" he said.
"Poor Naruto-kun?" Itachi said incredulously. "How about poor Itachi-kun? I was so close…"
Deidara patted his lover on the back as sparks of anger flew from his ears, his libido obviously no longer animated.
Jiraiya tapped his foot against the dark mahogany leg of his work desk to the beat of the soft jazz music playing around him.
He hummed as his eyes scanned the various papers littering his desk as he breathed in merrily from the cigarette positioned between his lips. The window to his left was cracked open to air the grey puffs that were leisurely released from his lips out of the room; he knew how bitchy Naruto got about the smoke, even if it was in his office.
He removed the thin cigarette from his lips to let out a breath, using the other hand to delicately raise the champagne glass filled with quietly bubbling Dom Pérignon to his lips, taking a small sip before resetting it on the desk and taking another drag of his cigarette.
It was one of the rare moments in which he felt he could relax while going through application forms and paperwork. Besides being Naruto's manager, Jiraiya also ran a company on the other side of Japan called Sanin Inc. He would often go on business trips for a few days to a week when he had the time, but lately he had been so busy Naruto's double careers that he fell behind in all of his company's work.
BAM
BAM
"Uh…come in?" Jiraiya said uneasily as his door was thumped loudly.
Naruto slumped in, collapsing on the chair in front of Jiraiya's desk, not even bothering to reprimand him about smoking.
"Naruto? What happened to you?" Jiraiya said. "You're sopping wet y'know."
Naruto shot his guardian a weak glare.
"I'm aware," he said stiffly, sighing. "I walked home in the rain."
"What!? Why?" Jiraiya said, pausing with his champagne glass halfway to his lips.
"Because I was stupid and made Sas-" Naruto bit his tongue and stopped himself quickly, remembering that he was supposed to have been running lines with Deidara for Crimson Eyes.
"—I-I was stupid and made Deidara mad so he didn't give me a ride home."
Jiraiya snorted.
"What'd you do this time?"
Naruto shrugged.
"I can't remember," he grumbled, placing his head in his hands and running his slender fingers through his wet golden tresses.
Jiraiya looked at his adoptive son hard. Something was wrong…but he wouldn't press it.
He smirked as he stood up and walked over to a cabinet hanging on the wall. He pulled out an empty champagne glass and filled it with the Dom Pérignon, holding it out across his desk to the blond.
Naruto snatched the drink quickly and chugged it down.
"Easy, easy there Naruto!" Jiraiya said as the blond handed him his glass, a silent demand for more. "This isn't a shot kid, it's Dom Pérignon!"
Naruto shrugged and drank from his refilled glass, feeling the bubbly alcohol slide down his throat pleasurably. He wasn't stupid and knew that he shouldn't he guzzling champagne that cost 120 dollars per pop, but at this point he didn't care.
"Practice was that rough, huh?" Jiraiya said as he finally snuffed out his cigarette and picked up the forlorn pen that was lying beside a business proposal on his desk.
"You have no idea," Naruto said, his cheeks already gaining some color from the drink. Naruto didn't like to drink, and it was a good thing too because he couldn't hold his alcohol if his life depended on it!
Jiraiya scanned the paper under his pen before returning his eyes to Naruto again, halfway done with his second glass.
He could see where this was going, and it wasn't going to be pretty.
Sasuke fell back on his bed, letting his body sink into the plush navy covers and sink into the crevices of his skin.
He shut his eyes and let out a sigh, trying to calm his heart hammering in his chest and threatening to break his ribcage.
They shot back open again when he saw a pair of tragic crystal blue eyes. The same eyes that had followed his mind from the club, down the road, and back to his house.
Sasuke huffed and sat up in bed.
Should he have stopped when Naruto called for him? Waited for an explanation? His heart had screamed for him to turn around, to meet those beautiful blue eyes and let them spill out apologies, but his mind, which inevitably ruled an Uchiha's decision, told him to turn away, and that there was nothing Naruto needed to explain.
So he did.
Sasuke threw off his shirt and jeans and climbed under the sheets, snuggling into his pillow.
A vein twitched above his head and he flipped over, mashing the pillow over his head. He growled and placed his head back on the pillow, glaring at the ceiling.
He couldn't believe it.
He couldn't freaking sleep!
Sasuke reached over to his alarm clock and flipped on the radio, hoping to find some music that could soothe him.
"—get up and run and I would be out chasin' you. 'Cause ain't nowhere in the globe I'd rather be, ain't no one in the globe I'd rather see, than the guy of my dreams that made me feel, so happy but now so lonely. I'm so lonely, Mr. Lonel-"
Sasuke smashed the radio off, the vein on his forehead more apparent than ever. He turned over to the other side of his bed and grabbed the remote lying on the floor, switching the TV on.
"—that has caused a fangirl frenzy all over Tokyo. That's right, Uzumaki Naruto's more private side has finally been published in the popular "G!amor:o:us" magazine by reported Uchiha Sas-"
Sasuke pushed the channel up button fervently.
"Uzumaki-sama's manager will not reveal the reason for the superstar's sudden disappearance at the award ceremo-"
Sasuke growled low in his throat. Naruto was that popular!?
The raven's eyes widened as he saw a female pop star singing her hit song in a music video, with Naruto.
Sasuke shut off the TV in such a huff that he fell off the side of his bed.
"Gabruhhhhhh…" Naruto groaned.
Only three glasses of champagne and the poor blond was smashed to high heaven.
Jiraiya sighed and rubbed his temples as he heard the "thud" from Naruto finally tipping off his precariously perched chair and hitting the floor.
Jiraiya sighed and stood up.
He took in the pitiful sight of Naruto face down on his office floor and rolled his eyes.
"C'mon Naruto," he said, leaning down and throwing one of Naruto's arms around his shoulder and grabbing his son's waist to steady him.
"Up we go," he groaned, his back cracking as he lifted the blond to his feet.
Naruto groaned again as Jiraiya moved forward, his feet stumbling. Despite what many would think upon first meeting the blond, Naruto was a quiet drunk.
"Ji-Jirai…" Naruto mumbled.
"I gotcha Naruto," Jiraiya said. "Hold on."
Naruto whimpered as Jiraiya leaned back down and lifted Naruto up over his shoulder as he ascended the stairs to the fourth floor on which Naruto's room was situated.
Naruto was beyond all coherent thought at this point, spots floating over his eyes in a cascade of colors.
Jiraiya thanked the gods that his son was light as he reached the fourth floor and walked down the hall.
Naruto groaned as Jiraiya entered his room and set him down delicately on his double bed.
Naruto whined and placed a hand on his head.
"C'mon Naruto, we need to get you out of those wet clothes if you don't wanna catch a cold," Jiraiya said, helping the blond sit up on the bed.
He helped Naruto out of his black button up and pants with little difficulty, and left the superstar's boxers on as he went to the bathroom, returning with a fluffy orange towel in hand. (Naruto's preference of course.)
He scrubbed Naruto's hair, water droplets flying as said blond looked at his guardian through hazy half-lidded eyes.
"Sas…"
"Hm?" Jiraiya said, meeting his son's gaze.
"Sasuke….I….gotta see…" Naruto murmured.
"Sasuke?" Jiraiya said, raising an eyebrow. "You still thinking about that guy?"
"Sasuke…so s-sorry…"
Jiraiya sighed as he pushed Naruto down on the bed and placed the covers over him.
"You've gotta stop thinking about him Naruto," he sighed.
"But I-I love him…"
Jiraiya stopped in Naruto's doorway, his hand hovering over the light switch. Naruto was not one to lie when he was drunk.
Jiraiya turned off the lights as he heard the soft snores emanating from under Naruto's covers, closing the door quietly behind him.
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BEEP!
BEEP!!
BEEP!!
Naruto groaned and bolted upright in bed, the covers hanging over his head like a tent as the shriek of his alarm clock vibrated through his ears and hammered on his brainstem.
The room tilted on its axis and colored spots fizzled over the blond's eyes, and he regretted the swift action. He looked back at his clock, holding his head again as he saw two of everything in his room. He picked up the clock and brought it an inch from his face, squinting through the double vision.
"8:17…its morning! Sasuke!!"
Jiraiya's coffee mug stopped midway to its destination as hard thumps resounded from the third staircase...second…first…
He raised an eyebrow as he saw what could have only been his adopted son collapse at the floor of the stair case in a puddle of goo, before groaning and untangling his limbs.
"Good morning to you too," Jiraiya said, finally bringing the mug to his lips and letting the black coffee slide down his gullet.
Naruto grabbed his keys from the counter, sputtered something about running lines with Deidara, threw on a coat and made a beeline for the front door.
Jiraiya shook his head and sighed, taking another sip of his coffee.
"Kids. Whatever happened to good old fashioned stay-in-bed-all-day-and-groan hangovers?"
Jiraiya looked at the front door thoughtfully.
"Maybe I should have told him he was only wearing his boxers…"
The shock of the cold air that swept over Naruto's skin was enough to wake him up, but not enough to dispel his hellish hangover.
He tugged on the rest of his orange and black jacket that Jiraiya hated and bolted to his car. He almost ran into the vehicle, pushing his hands out in front of him and gripping his head with the hand that didn't hold his keys.
"God…" he thought, the space around him spinning. "There's no way I can drive like this."
Naruto bit his lip. He fished into his jacket pocket for the directions to Sasuke's house, deeming it about five miles away. He threw his head back and let out an exasperated sigh before running out of the circle driveway.
Sasuke liked the mornings that he didn't have to report to his office. It meant waking up on his own accord instead of having his ears abused by his alarm clock, and he could actually catch breakfast and maybe even watch the morning news.
Sasuke took the last bite out of his toast before standing up and placing his dish in the sink, still clutching his coffee mug.
He took a sip and grimaced at the strong taste, but after the horrible sleep he had had the previous night, he needed it. Badly. And what had kept the raven up? One guess: a certain blond-haired superstar.
Sasuke looked at his coffee and scowled. He admitted that he felt something for Naruto…ok not just something…it was the closest thing to love that Sasuke had ever felt before. Maybe it was love…….was it?
Sasuke shook his head.
It didn't matter anymore.
He looked up as he heard his doorbell ring and, even though he wasn't much of a people-person in the morning (or at any time of the day for that matter), he made his way to the front door.
Naruto panted as he leaned his hands on his knees, his skin sweaty as his hair stuck to the back of his neck.
He lifted a shaky hand to Sasuke's doorbell. He wanted to compose himself, he really did, but he was just too damn tired!
Sasuke blinked.
He would have smacked himself if he hadn't been looking at a hunched over Naruto, clad in a jacket and black boxers, sweat pooling down the blond's tan chest in glistening strands.
Sasuke clapped a hand over his nose and slammed the door.
Naruto looked up as he caught his breath, his mind registering that a certain Uchiha had just closed the door quite roughly as if in a hurry.
"Sa-Sasuke!!" Naruto said, standing up shakily. "Sasuke, l-let me in, please!"
Sasuke tilted his head back to made sure that any blood flow that was coming was sent backwards. He would have died of embarrassment if Naruto had lifted his head to see his friend nosebleeding over him.
Then again, just about anyone would with one look at the blond…either that or they would have jumped him.
Sasuke was brought back into reality as he heard Naruto call his name, and he composed himself, Uchiha glare in place, before opening the door again.
Naruto smiled as Sasuke opened the door for him, but it faded when he saw the glare firmly in place on the raven's handsome face.
"What?" he said.
"I-I want to talk to you…" Naruto said, scratching his head sheepishly.
"Hn," Sasuke opened the door wider and let the blond in.
Sasuke had a nice apartment, not too big but large enough for two other people to comfortably live in. The den was composed of a black couch and widescreen TV, book cases lining the wall to the left and family portraits on the right.
Sasuke sat down on the plush couch, and Naruto followed suit, albeit nervously.
The room was quiet for a moment, before Naruto broke the silence with a sigh.
"That night at the club…" he said, unsure of how to explain.
Sasuke raised an eyebrow. He had never seen the dobe so flustered before to the point where he couldn't seem to form words.
"That guy you saw me dancing with…that was my ex boyfriend, Kiba. We broke up about three years ago after senior year since I was going out of state for college and wouldn't be back for two years. When I got back we just stayed friends and see each other much."
Naruto sighed.
"I went to his college soccer game finals when I was supposed to be accepting the Young Actor of the Year Award. I was tired of breaking promises to him. We went back to his place and…kind of got caught up in the moment I guess. Then I realized that I didn't love him, it was just lust that night. He still loved me though. He told me that he was going to make me fall in love with him again, but that's impossible. I feel nothing but friendship towards him. I don't know how he got into the club, but he dragged me away and asked for one slow dance, and promised he would leave me alone for the night if I did."
Naruto looked up to make sure Sasuke was listening, and found a pair of onyx eyes staring at him intently.
"I only did it because…" Naruto's face flushed a light pink. "…because I wanted to slow dance with you without being interrupted."
Sasuke blinked in surprise as Naruto's blush became more prominent on his whiskered cheeks.
"Then he just suddenly leaned in and kissed me outta no where. I felt awful when I saw you watching. I shoved Kiba away and chased after you…but you drove away. I'm sorry Sasuke…I really am…"
Naruto closed his eyes, preparing himself for the yelling and cursing to come, but it never came.
"Dobe."
Naruto cautiously opened one eye, and his jaw almost dropped when he saw Sasuke smirking at him smugly.
Sasuke sighed.
"I shouldn't have been mad. I mean we weren't on a date or anything."
Naruto felt his heart chip a bit.
"Yea…" he said. He murmured something else under his breath sadly, surprised when he said it instead of thinking it, and hoped Sasuke didn't catch it.
"What?"
Crap.
"N-nothing," Naruto said quickly, blushing again.
"What dobe?" Sasuke said.
Naruto looked back up at Sasuke and sighed yet again.
"I said…" he paused to take a deep breath "I said, I wish it was."
Sasuke blinked.
And he blinked again.
He heart flipped over in a 180 degree spin and exploded.
The words escaped his mouth before he could even catch them.
"Me too."
Naruto looked back up at Sasuke quickly, hoping that his ears hadn't betrayed him.
"Y-…you too?" he asked cautiously.
Sasuke turned away, and Naruto laughed aloud in bliss at the pink tinge he saw over the raven's pale cheeks.
Sasuke glared at Naruto half-heartedly.
"What's so funny dobe?"
He gasped a bit as he was suddenly pulled into a tight hug.
"I'm…just relieved…"
Naruto's voice was so soft that Sasuke had to strain a bit to hear him.
The blond rested his forehead on Sasuke's shoulder.
"I thought that I'd never talk to you again last night…that you'd be too angry to…to forgi—"
Naruto didn't finish as Sasuke pulled away and captured his lips quickly but gently.
Naruto closed his eyes, letting the kiss sweep away any coherent thoughts swimming in his mind. He gripped the front of Sasuke's shirt with his right hand, the other finding purchase in the raven locks spilling down Sasuke's pale neck.
Sasuke hummed as he felt the blond's fingers weave through his hair, the euphoric sensation of kissing Naruto again sending a shockwave rippling under his skin.
He positioned a hand on Naruto's lower back to steady him, the other cupping the whiskered cheek gently as Sasuke requested entrance to the blond's mouth to morph the soft kiss into passion.
Naruto obliged, opening his mouth albeit shyly to the raven.
Their tongues met, slowly sliding and cascading against one another. The fight for dominance was unneeded, as it would ruin the moment, so Sasuke quietly took over the kiss.
Naruto groaned softly, Sasuke's delicate touch driving him to the precipice of ecstasy, pale lips caressing, massaging against his own in gentle but luscious friction as their tongues swayed.
He cursed his need for air, and pulled away from Sasuke, drinking in much needed air.
Sasuke made up for the lost contact by kissing the blond's forhead, moving down his whiskered cheek, the underside of his tan chin, and placing butterfly kisses over his neck.
"Sasuke…" Naruto said, and the raven lifted his head to meet the azure gaze. "Does…what does this mean?"
"What do you want it to?" Sasuke said.
Naruto paused, thinking.
"I…I want it to mean you forgive me."
Sasuke scoffed.
"No, I think I'll settle for swearing revenge over the Uzumaki name and wreaking havoc at your mansion."
Naruto grinned at the blatant sarcasm.
"If you do that I might have to stalk you to make sure you stay away," he chuckled.
"Be my guest dobe."
"Teme."
Sasuke smiled, and Naruto glowed inside, knowing that such a smile was for him, and him alone.
"I'll forgive you dobe, on one condition…" Sasuke said, pulling Naruto into his lap, resting his head on the blond's shoulder.
"What would that be bastard," Naruto laughed.
"A real date."
Naruto felt his cheeks gain a tinge of pink.
Sasuke smirked. He didn't need to lift his head to know that Naruto was blushing.
"Ok, but not today. I have a crazy hangover."
Sasuke pulled back.
"That reminds me- what possessed you to run here in your boxers?" he said.
Naruto looked down and instantly paled.
"I…through the streets….only boxers…!?" he sputtered incoherently. He hissed as a sharp pain sparked up to his head, and flopped back on to the couch.
"Jiraiya's gonna kill me if the paparazzi got a picture of that…I didn't even know I was only in my boxers! I just woke up and ran out…"
Sasuke leaned down and kissed the top of the blond's head.
"Didn't know I was so important dobe," he smirked, and Naruto swatted his smug face with a pillow.
Finally some sasunaru action! Will Jiraiya find out about Naruto's little morning jog? What will happen with Shika and Gaara? Found out in the next chapter!
Sky-eyed Kitsune
Translated by Gomi-kun