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Okay, so I know Sasuke is being...OOC right now. But it's part of the plot, I promise. Alrighty, enjoy!
"Wakey wakey eggs and bakey," I felt something hit my side and I groaned turning my head the opposite direction to face into the couch, away from the sunlight. I felt another nudge and merely dismissed it.
I heard a sigh and a coffee mug being set down harshly. "Look kid, I'm not your mother. You either get your ass up or I'll get it up." I groaned once more before turning over and sitting up, Kakashi taking that as his chance to leave and heading down the hall somewhere. I grabbed my phone from the floor and picked it up, sighing in relief at the absence of any notifications. I left without a word.
Going back to the house was dangerous, I knew, but that's the only place my clothes were. So I toed in carefully, thankful when there was no sign of Naruto. I headed into my room, going through my drawers and changing quickly. Finishing up in the bathroom I looked at the time and noticed I was a little early. I decided it best to take things very, very slow.
Heading back into my room about twenty minutes later after fixing myself some breakfast I slipped on my nice shoes, as Naruto did perform today, when I noticed an unusual lump in the bed.
Oh no...
Knowing that I had to wake him up, as I could be late but certainly not him, I took off my jacket and set it in the desk chair, kneeling on the bed afterwards and gently shaking the blonde.
"No,"
I shook him a bit harder.
"No," he groaned.
I sighed. I didn't have time for this. I pulled all the covers off of him grabbed the hem of his boxers, an unusual sight, raising them before releasing them and letting the elastic wake him up.
"Gah!" He sat right up, panting as he looked around and sighed. He then looked to me, freezing and frowning. "What do you want?"
I kept my face hard as we had to leave like, now. "You perform today. Get up."
He scoffed. "No."
"It's ten o'clock. You and I have to leave."
"I'm postponing the performance," he rolled back over on his side and pulled the covers back over him.
No you don't.
I huffed and went over to his ear, biting it a little painful and waiting for his yell that came close behind.
"Get up Uzumaki!"
"Fuck you!" He got out of the bed, standing and just staring me down.
"You can't just cancel the performance, Naruto. Especially just because of last night." He scoffed again.
"I can do whatever I want."
"No the hell you can't. I'm your boss and you're going to get dressed, clean up and we're going to head over there so you can make people cheer and your partner happy."
I left, going down the hall and out the door waiting in my car for him. It was only ten minutes before he came out, a little grump still left in his system. I drove to UDA in silence, neither of us really wanting to talk.
Naruto had a day performance, so I watched and judged it up in my office as usual, the two of us getting the rest of the day off.
"Hey blondie, wanna come out with me and get some lunch?" I heard the brunette speak backstage as I was walking to meet up with said blonde. I heard him chuckle in response.
"Nah man, I think my boyfriend is starting to get a little jealous."
He 'oohed' at this. "Can't take this heat, huh?" As I got closer I saw him wink and I couldn't help but feel a bit uncomfortable. "I could just take you all for myself and he really would never even know."
I stepped out onto the stage where the two where and stopped, my eyes on Naruto. Once he caught me gaze he licked his lips nervously. Kiba followed his gaze.
"Hey man, thanks for letting me work with him! He's really great. You guys are lucky to have him." I grinned and merely nodded, looking back to Naruto.
"Ah..." Kiba noticed our stares.
"Now that I think of it, you always wait for him, like every day. Is he your carpool or something?" Naruto opened his mouth to respond but I couldn't help but do the same.
"He's just my-"
"I'm his boyfriend." Naruto's eyes widened to lengths I hadn't seen before, Kiba's widening as well before a smile plastered on his face.
"Hey man, that's really cool. You better be treating him right though, I'd hate to have to come best you up." He laughed and I simply grinned, more out of force.
Naruto said his final goodbyes and walked Kiba outside to his car, giving him a side hug before coming over to my car and joining me inside. The ride to our house was silent just like the first, but I hummed some song to myself as I drove. Out of the corner of my eye I saw the blonde shift uncomfortably in his seat, gazing at me every now and then. I wasn't much for humming.
Arriving at his condo I heard him greet our neighbors and I simply rolled my eyes. I unlocked the door and kicked my shoes off, exhaling when I heard it shut behind me.
We're going to have to talk sooner or later.
I turned around, expecting to be able to speak with him, but was greeted with a frown and the chance to watch him storm into the bedroom. I groaned, giving him his space.
I ended up sleeping on the couch, as he had locked the door, and I found myself unable to sleep. This pattern of ignoring me continued for another day, and Saturday night I had enough of it. It was driving me insane. Lately I had been on edge, most due to the fact that the briefcase was still missing from my eyes and the truth could be uncovered at any moment. But even more so with the absence of Naruto's presence on a lot of nights I had begun to act unlike myself, fidgety and wanting to find something to do just to pass the time. I'd also become...well, I don't know. Between Naruto and Itachi, my heart and my mind drove me to every one of my limits and I no longer could tell what I wanted.
What the hell was going on with me?
Remembering that Kakashi was a licensed doctor, although I have no idea how, I picked up my phone and dialed him, frowning when I was reached with his voicemail. Not bothering to leave a message I sighed. Now I had to find something else to occupy me while I wanted for any sign of Naruto. As soon as I was going to turn on the television I heard the shower run, an idea popping into my mind.
I turned the flat screen on, keeping the volume low but enough to be heard from his room. It was already nine at night, so I was in my boxers and a t-shirt. I opened the bathroom door a few minutes later and closed it softly behind me, Naruto keeping his back to me and not moving an inch once I entered. I walked over to the doors slowly, careful not to make too much noise for fear that it could somehow disrupt the balance and wake him from his state of 'Ignore Sasuke'. I took my shirt off, keeping my boxers on and slid the glass to the side. Stepping in I made sure to avoid any physical contact with him, shutting the door as quickly as possible to avoid the water spilling out. He stepped further away from me, his hand resting against the opposing wall. I took a step closer to him and I swallow thickly, my heart yearning for something I couldn't explain.
I let out a sigh and rest my forehead against his back, goosebumps traveling over his body as I did so. I didn't mind that I was in my boxers. I kept them on because I didn't want to end up fucking him. This was not the time for that. We stood there in silence for a few minutes, the steam seemingly increasing by the second.
After a while he spoke. "This doesn't mean I forgive you."I frowned and closed my eyes.
"I didn't mean for that to happen." He chuckled.
"The kissing me or the leaving?"
I sighed. I couldn't find a possible way to explain things to him; it was some territory beyond even my knowledge. "I'm not sure."
He turned around, my head lifting but my eyes staying closed. I felt a hand on my cheek and I hated to look up but I did. Naruto's eyes were a dark shade of blue, a solemn look on his face. My heart twinged and my Mark throbbed at his expression, a hint of guilt piling inside of me.
"What's been up with you lately?" I didn't respond. I already knew I was acting out of the ordinary, yet I couldn't explain why. It was like my emotions were flying left and right and I couldn't grab a hold of them. "You haven't been an asshole." He placed his forehead against mine, knowing I was lost for words. " I hear you,"
I swallowed thickly, my heart pounding in my chest in hopes that he hasn't overheard Kakashi and I. He rubbed his nose against mine and I stood still in order to avoid disturbing our moment. "I hear you at night," he continued. "When you whimper, you call out for your mother and your father." I frowned, hardening my features to avoid displaying any sort of emotion.
No. I can't think about them right now.
"I feel you shaking and sweating, I know when you get up and have to get a glass of water." I felt a drop of water plop onto my face and I slowly opened my eyes, seeing Naruto's shedding tears. "I used to scream at night, cry my eyes out. When my parents were confirmed dead." He continued to weep and I didn't know what else to do but stare. "And when I got back from the hospital I used to go in shock randomly." I felt him sniffle and I rubbed his cheek comfortingly. "Why, Sasuke? What's wrong?" I closed my eyes painfully.
"I don't know Naruto, I really don't. I'm...sorry." He placed a chaste kiss on my lips, and for a brief moment I found myself revolting, but I soon realized that I shouldn't be.
Right?
Right. Because Naruto needed to believe I felt all these things so that once he looked in the briefcase he wouldn't leave.
But why did I care about that?
To prove Itachi dead wrong.
I shook my internal conversation off, worried that talking to myself would be considered crazy, unhealthy. "I didn't…" He shook his head, as if to tell me to stop worrying about it and to stop talking, and I nodded in understanding. He placed another kiss on my lips, and I leaned into it, pushing him so his back was against the wall. It was cool and I felt him shiver, the same hair-raising effect traveling over me. I took that chance to press my tongue into his mouth, the hot cavern welcoming me and returning the favor. I felt the heat in my groin increase, my boxers soaking wet and restricting me dearly.
I groaned, out of irritation and annoyance rather than pleasure, and Naruto chuckled as he bit my lip. I pulled back slightly, both of us panting from the intensity. "Regretting your decision?" He smirked and pulled me to him, our semi-hard lengths pressing against one another and emitting a gasp from both of us. "Hmm…" I felt his hands at my hips, flipping our positions expertly and causing me to look up at him. I saw him smile and my Mark pulsed so strongly I thought that my wrist was going to burn.
I can't say no now.
He reached down to kiss my neck, licking it and sucking on the same spot as the past few nights, the feeling going straight to my erection and causing me to lean my head back against the wall, a little too harsh at first. I turned my neck to give him more room, my hands traveling over his back. I figured that neither of us were going to make a move without a little push, and remember how the blonde reacted to his ear, I licked it nice and slowly.
He stopped and after a few seconds he ground into me very hard, a groan and a growl being released into the steamy air. My mind flashbacked to one of my nights with Gaara, fear sprouting into me before I quickly dismissed it and focused on the man at hand. He pulled his head back slightly to stare me down, and his hands roamed where his eyes did, his strong muscles toying with my waistband. I took this as my chance to do the same, my cock twitching at the sight of his six-pack, his tan skin and blond hair true to every part of his body. I swallowed thickly at how thick he was, looking away quickly.
He must've saw me because he let out a deep chuckle that only caused me to shiver once again, pre-cum spewing from my tip.
Geez, how long has it been since I've fucked with anyone?
"I still don't regret taking a look at you, even if it was through the glass." He licked down my neck again, the blush on my face so deep that I must've looked alien. He grasped my length in his hand, the muscles unusually large and getting me entirely. "But now that I have you here, in person," I took in a sharp breath, keeping my mouth open to remember to breathe. "I think I'd like a better view."
He practically yanked my boxers off, throwing them in the other part of the shower to be forgotten, stroking me and making me emit a small whimper. He kissed me, pulling my legs up and around my waist. I panted, memories flashing back and causing me to force them out of my mind. More out of reassurance than anything I hastily attached my lips to his, a smile on his face and another growl when I thrust against him.
I want him.
He looked up at me, almost as if asking me if it was okay to touch me.
And I will have him.
I nodded quickly, his fingers reaching under me and circling around my entrance. I shuddered, remembering to breathe in and out. He pushed a finger in, my body already adjusting and the pain almost non-existent. I wasn't a virgin anyway. He didn't waste too much time going slow, probably feeling that I was okay, his finger pushing in and out of me with ease and I let out a few heavy gasps. When I felt his second finger enter, I frowned and place my head on his shoulder, the pain stinging. He worked smoothly, obviously from experience, and relieved my pain quickly, pushing a third finger in when I was ready. I winced softly, kisses being placed on my neck as apologies. It took a minute, but once I was ready I didn't even have to say a thing; he knew. I presume he could feel the pain in a lesser amount due to our Marks, and I knew that once he starting sucking the sweet spot on my neck he was preparing to go in.
He pushed his tip in, a verbal wince erupting and soft words cooing me to calm down. I nodded though my harsh breaths after a minute or two, allowing him to continue pushing the rest of himself in. I shifted a little pulling my head up to look him in his eyes. They were such a dark shade of blue it almost shocked me, but I saw him trying to hold himself back. I kissed him, mentally telling him to move. He seemed to follow it and complied, pulling almost all out before sliding in almost too hard. The pleasure I felt was more than what I normally would have felt, and we both moaned in unison.
Damn Mark...even at times like this.
I knocked twice before allowing myself in the door, smiling and announcing my entrance. It had been a while since I visited my little fox anyhow. It seemed like the house was empty, but the lights were on and I knew better. Traveling down the corridor I peeked in his room, walking around and not finding him.
Hmph.
I walked back out, shutting the door quietly before a voice caught my ears. I headed towards the direction it came from, which happened to be the bathroom, and put my ear against it.
"Hah, Sasuke…'S so good…" I quickly pulled it back, wiping a hand across my face.
Well they seem to have made up.
Sighing softly I went back into his room, my mind wandering and heading into the direction of the briefcase.
Which means he hasn't found the files yet.
I searched for it, frowning when I came up with nothing. I checked in the kitchen and the living room, searching every one of his 'secret spots' and still repeating the same results. Sighing I grabbed his car keys off of his key hanger by the front door, heading down to the parking lot and successfully unlocking the older machine. I headed straight for the trunk, relief flooding over me once I saw it there. I opened the case, searching through the papers when I picked one up and found the files paperclipped together.
'Obito Uchiha. Thief, betrayer, mad-man, murdere-'
"Isn't that Naruto's car?" I dropped the files and turned around, facing a security cop calmly.
"Why yes, it is. I left my phone in his trunk and I'm just coming back to get it." I smiled and he nodded slowly. I turned back to the case, glad my body was covering it and closed it silently, grabbing my phone from my jacket pocket and keeping it in my hand and ready.
"And what is your name?"
"Kakashi Hatake," I replied smoothly. I hesitated, pondering if I should open the case and quickly grab the files when the cop seemed to growl.
"I ain't ever heard him mention you before." I turned around and smiled, closing the trunk. I held up my phone.
"I found it," He gave me a nasty look and I put in my pocket. "Thank you for checking up on him, sir. Have a safe night." I turned and locked his car, heading back into the complex into the bathroom in order to escape the cop.
Once I noticed I was safe I sighed, rubbing my temples.
Well, I tried. I guess Sasuke is just going to have to figure out how to solve this one on his own, since I didn't really help. The files were left on the top. Once he opens that briefcase, bam; over. I guess it was bound to happen anyway. I just would've liked for it not to be so soon.
I fixed my hair and my jacket, strolling out of the place and into my car to drive home.
I'm so sorry Naruto. You're father never would've wanted this for you.\
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