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Ch. 15- Cut Off
A/N: Life was in the way of updating. Those of you who like to PM me know what's up ;D Warning, this chapter is not for kiddies. Grab some tissues, get comfy and read on!
Disclaimer: Naruto belongs to Masashi Kishmoto who likes money more than loyalty to his own creations and fans.
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Crossing his arms, Sasuke watched Naruto interact with Iruka and Kakashi as he leaned back, resting on the door frame of the living room. Kakashi was straightening up the room, having been nagged by Iruka, and Naruto was giving him a hand. The Police Commander had been called in about some new details concerning a case that had cropped up and had left in a hurry. The brunette had mentioned whoever called him had wanted him there immediately, but not before requesting Kakashi to do tidy up. Sasuke contemplated asking Iruka if he wanted Naruto to tag along and learn some things from the other members of the force, but he wanted to clear something up that was brewing in his mind. Obsidian eyes glanced around aimlessly, repeatedly landing on a certain blond before darting away. Shifting, he stilled immediately. Last night's session with Naruto had left him sore as hell. He was still surprised Naruto had managed to pin him and gain the upper hand.
It was blatantly obvious that Iruka and Kakashi had helped the blond out. Their moves and stylistic attributes were evident in what Naruto had implemented. He had his own set of attacks and hits that fluidly incorporated what he learned, creating an impressive and devastating combination. It was interesting to see the extent of his improvement.
Seeing the blond doing mundane activities was also interesting. He had noted earlier that Naruto had lost that meekness and self-doubt that had been what Sasuke disliked, and replaced it with earned confidence and assurance. He could admit that the shitty traits Naruto had prior to being trained kept him from truly looking at him closely, but now as his growth was obvious, Sasuke was noticing things he hadn't before. Naruto would find the simplest things to smile about, and his smiles were never fake. The wide, happy grin would envelope half his face as he shared a joke with Iruka or would laugh at one from Kakashi.
If he found something upsetting, he'd either try to hide it or would go silent, with a look of contemplation.
Just like his practicing the other day, his facial expressions displayed his emotions like a bulletin board. He could rival Iruka's expressiveness. He also seemed to take the situation much more seriously, and display less selfishness. Humming quietly to himself, Sasuke looked down. Why was he so interested? Sure he be intrigued by the turn of events, but that didn't add up to how much attention he was paying the blond.
Closing his eyes, Sasuke sighed. It would do no good to keep bothering himself about his own thoughts if he wasn't honest with himself. It would be stupid and a waste of time if he didn't straighten things out immediately so he could go back to focusing fully on the Akatsuki. Having his thoughts in disarray was mildly irritating, especially since he felt he was missing something. For starters, he knew Naruto's transformation had solidified the blond in his own eyes. He could admit there was something connecting them that had sparked when Kiba died, but had flourished as of yesterday. He confessed to himself that he was drawn by connection since that pain was something he knew very well and could therefore somewhat sympathize. He wasn't as annoyed by Naruto's questions, as the rules he had tried to impose were never upheld. He didn't really berate the blond when the rules were broken, as he had stopped caring.
So he was friendly with the blond now. That didn't explain the recent sort of obsession with him. And with Naruto constantly watching him back, the feeling didn't abate. What was it then? Focusing on the crux of the situation, he was drawn the blond and couldn't figure out exactly why. Anything he came up with sounded half-assed and didn't fit. Getting a bit frustrated with himself for the lack of answers, Sasuke opened his eyes, immediately meeting Naruto's ocean blue gaze. As expected, the blond blushed and busied himself, breaking the shared gazed. "Tch." This needed to stop.
"Oi, Naruto. Let's go." Sasuke called out, nodding towards the gym when the blond looked over. He hypothesized that increasing his time with Naruto would force himself to realize what was going on between them. Perhaps he would even find out what's up with Naruto as well.
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"On a scale of one to ten, if I asked a personal question, would you answer me?" Naruto suddenly asked, sitting cross-legged on the mat in front of Sasuke, a pair of throwing knives in his hands. The raven was messing with his katana, cleaning the blade. Naruto twirled the blades around his fingers, avoiding Sasuke's stare; he could feel it boring into his skin. Trying to seem casual, he played with the weapons, testing the balance. He didn't expect Sasuke to agree, but it was worth a shot.
After a few long seconds of silence, Sasuke finally responded. "Normally I'd say zero, but since you've displayed decent behavior lately, I'd be willing to answer a few."
Feeling his lips twitch with a smile, Naruto held back. He nodded slowly, peeking up at Sasuke through his bangs. He had a few risky questions in mind, but decided to start off with the easiest one. "Have you ever failed to get a target?" He asked, his tone light. "I mean, was there a person you were supposed to kill, but then you couldn't?"
Sasuke paused, his fingers right on the tip of the katana. He felt inclined not to answer the question, but he already had given the blond permission to ask, and he felt like he should reward him for his success in training.
"There's only been one person to get away from me. There wasn't a contract kill per se; I was going after them myself, for my own benefit."
"Do you remember who it was?" Naruto asked, ecstatic that Sasuke had actually answered and curious. He couldn't imagine someone escaping Sasuke's meticulous grasp. Whoever they were, they had skill.
"It'd be hard to forget your own brother," Sasuke snorted, continuing to shine the metal in his hands. "So yes."
Naruto froze, his eyes popping wide open. "Wait, you had another brother?" he questioned incredulously, looking up to see Sasuke appearing calm.
Sasuke frowned, an eyebrow arching in confusion. "No, I only had one. To my knowledge, that is," he added, for semantics sake.
"But your brother was killed by the Akatsuki, like your parents!" Naruto accused, confused.
"My brother's the one that killed my parents," Sasuke deadpanned, not understanding why Naruto appeared so shocked. The blond had seen the room full of the Akatsuki's doing. Itachi's face had been plastered all over that wall. How had he missed that?
"The fuck?" Naruto floundered. "What? But why?" He had seen the box with the toy dinosaur. He had seen the pictures and clippings stating Itachi's disappearance. He hadn't been killed? Hadn't Sasuke been mourning his loss?
"Once I find him, I'll ask him politely before snapping his neck," Sasuke snipped sarcastically, regretting his decision to let Naruto ask him questions. He vigorously began to polish the tiny engravings along the bottom of the hilt.
"But he….but then," Naruto stuttered, shell shocked. Much to Sasuke's gratitude, he quieted down. Using a few minutes of silence to gather his thoughts, Naruto spoke again. "So your brother is part of the Akatsuki; you want to find him to kill him off? Just your brother?" he clarified.
"Him and anyone else who stands in my way. You could say I'd be doing the world a favor by getting rid of its most dangerous criminals on my path of revenge."
"Um, alright. I see." Naruto nodded, his head reeling from the sudden fountain of information. He fell back into silence trying to absorb what he'd heard. So he had the situation pegged wrong. Instead of Sasuke hunting the Akatsuki down for murdering his family, he was searching for his brother to make him pay for killing their parents. How traumatizing must that have been? To find out your older brother took the life of your parents for some reason, only to then run away and join a group of ruthless killers.
"Is that all you wanted to ask?" Sasuke murmured, surprised at his own question. Hadn't he just decided that answering questions wasn't worth his time?
Naruto hesitated before nodding. It was on the tip of his tongue to inquire something more….sexual, but he held back. As much as he was curious, it would do no good to focus on that. "One more." He lied.
Sasuke inclined his head.
"How did you lose your arm?" Blue eyes traced the length of his right arm, watching it move as Sasuke finished messing with the katana.
"I came home one day, found my parents dead with my brother next to their bodies. I tried to run, but Itachi stabbed a knife through my arm to keep me pinned down. A neighbor heard the noise, came in and stopped Itachi. And that was the last time I saw him," Sasuke filled in casually. He smirked as Naruto gaped at him. He knew it wasn't normal rattle off something so personal so nonchalantly, but Sasuke was everything but normal. "The damage was too much to salvage my arm, so it was amputated. As you can see, I had it replaced."
"Well fuck," Naruto responded out of shock. "I figured it was some accident, but damn." He rubbed his own arm in sympathy pain.
"Fuck indeed," Sasuke muttered.
The gleam of Naruto's medallion caught Sasuke's eyes as the blond set the throwing knives to the side. It laid flat against the blond's chest, occasionally giving him a look at the etching. "Let me see that," Sasuke ordered, pointing at the necklace. He held out his hand expectantly, curling his fingers.
Jolted out of his thoughts, Naruto glanced down at his medallion before carefully taking it off and handing it to the raven. He watched as Sasuke analyzed it, rotating it in his hands and fingering the edges. "It was a gift from my grandfather." Naruto spoke up, filling the quiet between them. "He gave it to me before he began to show up less and less in my life. Said it was from my parents."
"You know what happened to mine. What happened to yours?" Sasuke probed bluntly.
Naruto shrugged. He sighed and began playing with the fabric of his sweatpants. "I don't remember them. Jiraiya told me they died about a year after I was born." He pointed to the disk in Sasuke's hand. "He told me that they had been archaeologists and that they dug that up one day and bequeathed it to me." The blond rubbed the middle of his chest nervously, right where the medallion usually rested.
Sasuke flipped the disk. On one side it had small, snarling figure inscribed. It had wicked looking fangs and razor sharp claws that seemingly threatened to come out of the metal. Squinting, Sasuke figured the animal looked like a fox, but the distinct features had almost been rubbed away completely. The metal itself seemed ancient.
"It's the only thing I have from them. Jiraiya didn't even have a photograph of them, which I always found suspicious. I mean, if they were archaeologists, wouldn't they at least be a little famous?" Naruto rambled, feeling unquiet. It felt strange to have a normal civil conversation with Sasuke, with neither of them fighting or Sasuke insulting him over something. He half expected the raven to completely shut him down or begin to ignore him, but he was surprised to see Sasuke actively responding. He was treating him like an actual human being. It was really nice.
Sasuke set the medallion in his lap before reaching down to fidget with a silver band on his left ring finger. Tugging it off carefully, he presented it to Naruto, who curiously took it. "This is one of my family's heirlooms, a crest ring. It's one of the last items I have from them that I managed to hold on to."
Peering down at the curve inside the ring, Naruto could faintly make out the words "Uchiha". On the outside, a tiny fan was etched in the metal, glinting softly in the light. Impulsively, he stuck the ring down his finger, but it wouldn't go over his second knuckle. He failed to notice Sasuke stiffening in his peripherals. "Does it mean a lot to you?" Naruto asked, trying to force the ring on. He gritted his teeth, finally shoving the band down successfully. It was a little snug once it was over his knuckle, but it fit fine. The silver gleamed against his tan skin, creating an interesting contrast. He wiggled his fingers, watching it shine. It looked better on Sasuke's pale fingers.
"I surmise as much as this medallion means to you," Sasuke retorted, picking it back up. He eyed the ring curiously. "It serves as a reminder."
Naruto nodded, understanding the sentiment. "I wouldn't have taken you as a guy to hold on to mementos," he joked, trying to tug the ring off. It wouldn't budge. Uh oh.
"Hn," Sasuke grunted. He watched Naruto struggle, his lips thinning into a frown as he realized the ring was stuck on the idiot's finger. He wanted it back, but knew it wasn't going to come off until it was lubricated with something to let it slip off.
"….Sasuke," Naruto gulped, glancing up when his now red finger wouldn't release the band. "It's stuck."
"I'm not blind, I can see that," Sasuke said irritably.
"You're not mad?" Naruto asked, surprised. He had expected the raven to snatch up one of the knives and try to saw his finger off. He gritted his teeth as he pulled on the band, half expecting his finger to come off.
"There's no point," Sasuke sighed dully. "But until you give it back to me, you're not getting this back." He held up the bronze disk, twirling it around his fingers. An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.
"But I need that back now!" Naruto panicked. He didn't like the necklace being away from him for any period of time. It was too precious, too important to part with. The familiar weight of it hanging from his neck was absent, making him uncomfortable.
"Then give me my ring," Sasuke ordered. "Until then, this is now mine."
"No!" Naruto growled, surprising both men. He launched himself forward, tacking Sasuke. He had pinned the man once already; he could do it again and get the medallion back. His hand reached for captured item in Sasuke's pale hand.
"The fuck?" Sasuke grunted with the hit, landing hard on his back. Pissed, he tossed the disk to the side, using the distraction to elbow Naruto in the ribs.
"Dammit Sasuke!" Naruto yelled, wheezing with the pain in his chest. His eyes landing on the medallion, he lurched towards it, only to be held back by strong hands gripping his ankle and dragging him back.
"You're not fucking getting it," raven challenged, pinning Naruto's legs down.
Kicking free, Naruto delivered swift blow that was avoided. His earlier anxiety melting into a slow burning excitement, he crawled backwards out of Sasuke's reach. "Says who? You can't stop me," he taunted. It felt stupid to tease Sasuke, but he was sick of being almost wary of the raven. They were like partners now, and that meant equal turf.
Instead of being afraid of him, Naruto wanted Sasuke's respect. But everything he knew about the raven led him to believe he wouldn't be getting it anytime soon if he walked on eggshells around him. After yesterday's fight, he had the idea that Sasuke worked better with his body than his words. He spoke cryptically and condescending half the time, but Naruto had learned to decrypt the underlying meanings pretty fast after deciding to be trained.
"Don't fucking test me." Sasuke's eyes narrowed into slits. Someone was getting too cocky and arrogant. Thin lips twitched with the ghost of a smile. He was irate, but at the same time almost eager. He wanted to fight Naruto, he wanted the blond to rise to his challenge. He was….excited.
Sasuke grabbed a wayward leg and twisted it to the side, bending it unnaturally. He dodged away from Naruto's retaliatory kick and rolled to the side, forcing Naruto to roll too lest his leg be broken.
"Ow!" Naruto yelled, wincing at the pressure on his knee. On his stomach now, he tried to jerk his leg back. Managing to free it, he somersaulted away from the raven, stumbling to his feet.
"Giving up so soon?" Sasuke taunted as he watched Naruto move away from him. Standing up, Sasuke faced the blond before eyeing the medallion a few feet away.
Naruto tensed up, his eyes flitting from the bronze disk to Sasuke. They both were deathly still, each waiting for the other to move.
Naruto's stance was impeccable. Perfectly balanced to attack or defend, Sasuke noted how careful the blond was being. He could feel Naruto's intense blue gaze watching him, analyzing his next move. A bit of pride flared up as Sasuke realized he had been the one to create that carefulness, to cultivate it into a perfection that rivaled his own. A flawless match. Every slight move he made, Naruto compensated and adjusted. Every minute detail was observed and scrutinized. It was thrilling. A small shiver ran through him.
Knowing he was faster, Sasuke moved in for the kill. He feinted for the medallion, tripping Naruto with his body as he sprung towards it. The blond landed with a loud thump onto the mats, his hands still reaching for the disk. Rolling over, Sasuke grabbed Naruto's hands in his own and dragged the smaller man away. Using his grip, he got to his knees and held Naruto down, his fingers locked around Naruto's wrists, feeling him strain against the tight hold. Sasuke crossed Naruto's arms above his head, their faces inches apart. His black hair was almost touching Naruto's face, lightly swaying with Naruto's sharp exhales.
"Hn. Disappointed," he scoffed condescendingly, sounding a tad out of breath. He was fascinated by the blue fire raging in Naruto's eyes as Naruto threw his body weight up, breaking Sasuke's grip. Sasuke moved to scoot away, but was held back by strong tan arms grabbing his arm and yanking him back.
Gritting his teeth with the pain, Sasuke was thrown off to the side as Naruto pulled. He rolled with the momentum, but was trapped when Naruto's legs tangled with his own, forcing him to land on his chest rather than his face. Winded, Sasuke brought an arm under his chest and shoved up, twisting his body to free his legs. He was unprepared for Naruto's hands wrapping around his ankle and painfully twisting it, much like he had earlier. He's learning, faster than usual.
Fighting back a grin, Sasuke jerked his leg in the direction of the twist, surprising Naruto with a kick to the face. Tumbling back to keep his extremities safe, Sasuke dove for the medallion. His fingers brushed it before he moved away quickly, sensing Naruto's retaliation. A heavy foot landed where he had been seconds before. From the sound, it would have hurt had it made contact.
Sasuke kicked at the tan ankle, forcing Naruto to fall to his knees.
"Aw fuck!" Naruto cried, his knee caps colliding with the floor and taking the brunt of the fall. He pitched forward, landing on all fours. He glared at Sasuke, his breath ragged. A crooked smile broke his glare; he was in too good of a mood to be mad. The rush of adrenaline and whatever the fuck in his blood was keeping him pumped. He wanted more.
Ticked at seeing that stupid smile, Sasuke darted to the side, getting out of range of the attacks. He paused when Naruto called out his name.
"Hey Sasuke, catch!" Naruto drew back his hand and tossed something up that arched towards Sasuke.
Looking up, Sasuke reached to catch the item with both hands on instinct. Was it his ring? Had it fallen off? As soon as his fingers closed around the object, he knew he'd been had. It was nothing but a piece of fabric rolled into a ball. He braced himself for the inevitable tackle—
His head managed to land on the mats, but his shoulder collided painfully on the edge where the mat ended. Spewing out several expletives, Sasuke's eye slit open, glaring at his assailant. He bit his tongue, about to chastise Naruto for using underhanded methods, but knowing that he would have used them had the situations been reversed.
"Admit it, I'm good," Naruto preened, smiling down at the raven once again under him. He was breathing heavily, his body thrumming with energy. "I got you." His hands were planted on either side of Sasuke's head, effectively caging him in.
A thin black brow arched. "Hn. For a middle school wrestling match, this was sufficient," Sasuke criticized, his obsidian eyes still narrowed. Huffing, he let his head fall back and rest on the mats. He glared up at Naruto, staring at the whiskered marks adorning the tan visage. How'd he get them? It hadn't been in the file. His fingers twitched absentmindedly. Would they be rough to the touch, or would time have smoothed them out?
"You gotta admit I won," Naruto argued, a furrow appearing between his eyes as Sasuke refused to give in.
Drawn back into the conversation from his mind's diversion, Sasuke smirked. "…There was nothing to win, now get off." He lifted a hand and pushed lightly on Naruto's shoulder, indicating that Naruto should move.
"I'm not moving until you admit it." Naruto's eyes matched Sasuke's, staying put. He ignored the little voice in the back of his head warning him that this wasn't a good idea. He knew how reactive he was to Sasuke and this wasn't going to help. But damn was Sasuke being a sore loser and damned if it wasn't grating his nerves. Yesterday the raven had admitted he improved. Why not admit he won?
He settled back a bit, allowing him to rest on top of Sasuke. He was hyper aware of the compromising position they were in. Every area of his body that made contact with Sasuke was tingling. He twitched, unable to keep still as his heart rate kicked it up a notch.
"I'm not admitting to nonexistent challenges." Sasuke grimaced. Naruto was actually pretty fucking heavy. He was firmly under Naruto's weight, held down by the blond's ass on his hips. But he was having fun. Pissing off Naruto was turning into his favorite pastime. A few prods here and there and the blond would react violently. He was like a volcano waiting to erupt.
The only problem was Naruto fidgeting on top of him, almost rocking against his dick. Something was beginning to stir in body, something that had been growing hotter and hotter the longer as their fight progressed.
Feeling childish, Naruto's lips contorted into a scowl. "That's no fair," he growled. Stupid Sasuke with his stupid condescending smirk. He had won! Again! "You're just upset your pride was hurt."
"Hn. Say what you want, I'm not admitting jack shit."
Irate, Naruto grabbed the straps of Sasuke's undershirt and fisted them. "Admit it!" he yelled, frustrated. He wanted to punch Sasuke's lights out, but at the same time, he wanted something else. Sasuke wasn't just pissing him off….he was making him horny. The fire that was rising as anger wasn't going where it was supposed to; it was going to his veins and coiling in his stomach. He wanted to show Sasuke how wrong he was… He wanted the raven. Oh fuck, not now, please now…
"No," Sasuke said simply, enjoying the angry expressions on the blond's face. How far would he go before Naruto lost it? They had been playing around, but he could see something lurking underneath, something being sharpened by their training. It held and edge of some mysterious emotion that appealed to him greatly. It had been present for a while, and Sasuke didn't have a name for it. He wanted to see it, he wanted to see Naruto….what? He knew Naruto was hiding something and it seemed like anger was the fastest way to expose it.
Like a kid in a candy store, Sasuke wanted it. Not bothering to think about what he was doing, he grinned up at the blond, his sharp canines exposed ferally. He sat up, their faces inches apart. He could feel Naruto's hot breath glancing across his skin. He could see the different shades of blue within Naruto's irises. "No." He repeated, his voice low and deep, his dark eyes pitless.
Naruto felt something snap within himself. Releasing Sasuke's shirt, he tried to grab the raven's neck and was promptly shoved face first to the side. Sasuke's hand was gripping his hair sharply, pressing his head down.
"You're letting your emotions get the best of you," Sasuke taunted lightly, getting to his knees. His other hand snaked around quickly, wrapping around Naruto's wrist and holding it to his back, bending the arm at the elbow. The raven straddled the blond, reversing their positions. He pressed his fingers into the pressure points, keeping the blond immobile. Sasuke watched Naruto struggle to free himself, but didn't let up. While Naruto's gimmick might be strength, it meant fuck all if he couldn't use it. "That isn't wise."
"Because you're fucking cheating," Naruto growled, his voice muffled by the floor. He writhed, unable to get up. Trembling, he knew he had to leave quickly; he was hard. The smaller man could feel himself straining against his pants, growing more prominent each second. Being surrounded by Sasuke and his intoxicating scent was driving him nuts. The pressure of Sasuke sitting on him was making it worse.
His skin felt itchy. His body was alternating between hot and cold, and his groin was pulsing with need. Desperately trying to free himself, Naruto almost let out a moan as Sasuke shifted on his back. Clamping his mouth shut before the sound could be created, Naruto nearly bit his tongue off.
"Alright, here's another chance." Sasuke's lips quirked into a smirk as he leaned back, transferring his weight to his leg rather than resting on Naruto. He loosened his grip slightly, anticipating Naruto's next moves. He felt like a tiger, waiting for it's prey to try to escape. The thrill was in the chase, after all.
This was his chance to escape! Bucking up abruptly, Naruto rolled hard, inadvertently taking out one of Sasuke's legs. Caught off guard, Sasuke tumbled down, knocking his forehead into Naruto's sharply.
Pain flooding his head, Sasuke hissed and closed his eyes as he rubbed the spot. He let his weight drop onto Naruto again, shifting blindly as he fought off the sudden flare of pain.
Wincing with the blow, Naruto's eyes cracked open to gaze at the raven sitting between his legs. Sasuke wasn't looking at him. The raven's face was scrunched up in discomfort, an emotion Naruto had yet to see from him. Sasuke's face was flushed, with drops of sweat sliding down his temples. His hair was slightly matted to his forehead, being disturbed as a pale hand soothed the area. He let out a huge whoosh of air as Sasuke dropped down, getting dangerously close to his crotch. His forehead ache disappeared in flash and was replaced with a burning red flush.
Fear spiked into his veins as he realized that as soon as Sasuke opened his eyes, he'd notice Naruto was hard. There was no escape; he was trapped.
Grumbling, Sasuke's eyes shot open, both pupils dilated. He leaned forward, staring directly into Naruto's seemingly terrified eyes. To his surprise, the blond's face was a deep red. His mouth opened to yell at the blond but the words were trapped in his throat as something hot and thick was pressing into his stomach. His mind pulling a blank, Sasuke froze. His lips parted, unable to form words.
Well, if he was going to die, it might as well be on his own terms. Letting himself go in the feverish impulses overtaking his body, Naruto pushed up and slammed his mouth against Sasuke's. Boldly, he drew his tongue into Sasuke's mouth, tasting something spicy yet sweet. Immediately craving more, the blond drew an unexpectedly soft bottom lip between his own, sucking on it. It was a few seconds before commons sense plowed into his mind, pulling him back to his senses. Oh fuck.
It occurred to Sasuke that that had been his first kiss. Dumbfounded, he realized rather slowly that the emotion he had been chasing after in Naruto had been lust, and here was his proof. Even more so, his body responded vigorously, caught up in the moment of excitement. Immediately barring further coherent thoughts in his head, his body took over, driven by Naruto squirming underneath him. A molten fire erupted in his stomach, a climax to the slow burning that had been building up.
Sasuke captured Naruto's lips in a sloppy kiss, jamming his tongue into meet Naruto's. A pale nose bumped into a tan one repeatedly, experimentally trying to find a comfortable position.
Saying he was shocked was an understatement. Nearly a thousand percent sure he was probably dead already and was therefore living out his final fantasy, Naruto closed his eyes and met Sasuke head on. It was obvious Sasuke wasn't very skilled in kissing, as his teeth more that once knocked into his own. Rather than being offputting, it was strangely erotic and left Naruto fighting for more. While he himself didn't have any experience, he was going with his gut.
Naruto moaned, their tongues sliding around each other, tasting and touching. His stomach undulated in pleasure, fighting the urge to attack Sasuke. He had a feeling this was thin ice they were treading on and didn't want to ruin it. But the ache between his legs was growing, demanding attention.
His heart almost burst as Sasuke shifted, rubbing against his cock. His blood streaking through his veins faster than it ever had, Naruto tentatively shifted more, pressing back into Sasuke. He was rewarded with the evidence that Sasuke was hard a well, the raven's member just as prominent as his own. Saliva pooled in his mouth, his tongue aching to taste Sasuke again.
"Shit," Sasuke grunted, drawing back. His mind was fuzzy, his thoughts cloudy. He rarely relieved himself, never focusing on the sexual needs of the human body. It got in the way of training and searching for Itachi. It had been months since he last indulged himself and holy fuck had it built. The skin of his cock felt hypersensitive, twitching with every brush of fabric that any movement created. The excitement of the fight had twisted into desire for sexual relief, clouding his usual level-headed thoughts. The blood rushed from his brain to his groin, building up.
"Sasuke…" Naruto gritted out, wanting to escape but at the same time aching for Sasuke's touch. He was on fire, and only the cold touch from the raven would soothe it.
"Listen...fuck." Sasuke groaned, his voice sounding rough and hoarse. He fought the waves of pleasure rocketing to his cock as Naruto shifted underneath him, purposefully brushing against him. Every muscle in his body shook as he fought his urges. "This means nothing." He pulled back, making sure the blond was listening clearly. Hazy azure pools met his gaze, struggling to focus. "It's just,"-He closed his eyes, shuddering-"…release. Human needs to satisfy and you're convenient. Nothing more, nothing less."
"I don't fucking care," Naruto nearly laughed, desperate to continue. If that was Sasuke's justification, so be it. He could live with that.
Feeling somewhat relieved they were on the same page, Sasuke indulged himself and lowered his hips to press into Naruto's. Propping his torso up with his arms planted on either side of Naruto's chest, he gave an explorative thrust, rubbing their bodies together. As much as he hated to admit it, gay sex was not something he knew a lot about. Kakashi and Iruka had always been careful around him, and he'd never inquired. He was coming into this with no experience.
"Ooohh, fuck do that again," came a guttural demand, accompanied by sharp upward pelvic thrust.
At least he was doing something right. Sasuke repeated the motion, putting a bit more force into the thrust, turning it into a desperate grind. Dizzy, he focused on the feeling of his pulsing member rubbing against Naruto's, separated by mere centimeters of rough fabric. It felt incredible, bypassing what he had ever achieved on his own. He scooted in closer, forcing Naruto's legs further apart allowing more room to move.
Their pants were in the way. A tan hand slinking its way in between the writhing bodies, Naruto grasped the waistband of Sasuke's sweats, struggling to tug them down. Feeling the raven pause, Naruto grunted out in frustration. "Let me...just…" He sat up, using his free hand to grasp Sasuke's hair and force the taller man into another deep kiss.
A bit skittish about what Naruto was trying to do, Sasuke hesitated before responding to the kiss. He felt Naruto draw him out, felt the cool air of the room swirl around his exposed cock, causing it to jump. He was unprepared to feel Naruto's erection held tightly with his own, managing to bite down on a plump lip in surprise when Naruto began to pump him. The deft fingers trailed over his cock, tugging softly.
Spurred on by the sting of his injured lip, Naruto refused to let up, putting in a greater effort. He used the precum leaking out of the tip of his head as lubricant, coating his and Sasuke's dick simultaneously. Shifting back to lie down, he pulled Sasuke with him, keeping him between his legs as he stroked them.
"Ngh, what are you-" Sasuke began, almost bucking into Naruto's hand as the tan fingers gripped him like a vice, sliding over his cock smoothly. The sensation of Naruto rubbing against him was deliciously lewd and mind numbingly pleasurable. His breath nearly a rasp, and his heart threatening to jump out his ribcage, Sasuke's hips faltered, slowing down as Naruto sped up. A calloused thumb swiped over the flared head, making his knees go weak.
"Do what you were doing before!" Naruto groaned out, his wrist beginning to ache with the position it was in. He was so close! Meshing his lips to Sasuke's, he bucked, unable to keep still. His back arched as he writhed, shoving his chest closer to the raven. Wrapping his legs loosely around Sasuke's waist, Naruto rocked with Sasuke's thrusts, wanting to be pushed over the edge. The tantalizing friction was driving him insane with need, controlling his body.
Gritting his teeth, Sasuke's head dropped, hanging lazily. Closing his eyes, he focused on his senses, committing each to memory automatically. The intense waves of pleasure rocketing from his cock, the rich scent of something purely Naruto wafting into his nose, their synchronic breathing, Naruto stroking him feverishly. His dick was throbbing, pulsing with the need to release. The need grew exponentially, becoming animalistic in its intensity.
It was over faster than he expected. Feeling the unbearable heat reach its peak and explode, Sasuke stifled a deep moan that threatened to spill out as he came. Cum spurted out of his cock, coating Naruto's hand and their abdomens thickly. He could feel Naruto cumming with him, the heat of the other body almost scalding him. Nearly spasming, his hips grinded into Naruto's, riding out the euphoria inundating his entire being. He trembled, fighting the urge to simply plop down on the blond and bask.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Naruto cried out, his voice echoing in the room as he threw his head back in bliss. He was by far the more vocal of the two, preferring to let his voice out than fighting to keep quiet. Slowing his strokes down, he continued to milk their cocks, enjoying the ride down. Opening his eyes, he focused on the raven above him, ignoring the mess that mostly was on him. It took a few seconds for his eyes to focus.
As his body cooled, Sasuke's higher thinking kicked in. Meeting Naruto's inquisitive gaze, he drew back, nearly hissing as Naruto let him slip out of his hand. Looking at the cum covering the blond's stomach, Sasuke felt mild disgust, but it warred with his sense of curiosity and overall good mood.
"Sasuke…" Naruto began cautiously, not knowing what to expect. He sat up, looking at the raven warily. What happens now?
"I'll only say this once, so listen." Sasuke cleared his throat, shocked at how deep and raspy it sounded. His normally emotionless eyes were still slightly unfocused. "If you wanna fuck, fine. I don't care. Obviously being in such close proximity to each other has had its effects, and has turned sexual. But don't expect me to treat you differently since…" He waved his hand, indicating towards their cum-stained bodies. "This means nothing in the long run. I don't care for you, and you shouldn't care for me."
Not entirely sure what to think, Naruto accepted Sasuke's harsh words. Nodding his head, he raised a hand to run through his hair, pausing when he remembered what he was just doing with it. He slowly lowered it, a blush darting across his face as he tried not to think about Sasuke's essence mixing with his own. "I get it."
"Good. We're done for the day." Sasuke stood, dismissing the blond. Tucking his spent dick back into his boxers, he slipped his dirtied tank off and tossed it at Naruto. "Clean up."
xXx
Sasuke sat up, unable to sleep again. What they were doing was running constantly through his head, keeping him awake. He didn't know what to think anymore. Having had such a tight grip on his emotions and sentiments since he was orphaned, all this was new territory and he was at a loss for control. Sure he had told Naruto they could fuck, but what ramifications would it have? Would it have been better to refuse? He refused to get attached to him, but how sure was he it wouldn't happen? How sure was he that Naruto wouldn't develop something more for him? As ridiculous as it sounded, Sasuke knew the human psyche craved companionship. Hell, for all he knew, this could just be a by product of the Suspension-Bridge effect. Mistaking autonomic nervous system reactions for romantic sentiments.
Rubbing his cheek with his palm, obsidian eyes slid over to glance at the sleeping figure beside him. Naruto had his back to Sasuke, sleeping on his side. The sheets were scrunched up around his waist, exposing the tan skin. The faint light coming from the window outlined his body, bathing him in a soft glow. Sasuke's lips pressed together tightly. They had somehow ended up in his room, in his bed again. This was the third day in a row, and they had done nothing but rut against each other like dogs. Exactly how far was he willing to go along with this?
He scooted to his side of the bed, throwing his legs over the edge and planting them on the floor. A pale hand carted through his black locks, brushing the unruly strands back. Shoving off the bed, he slipped on a pair of boxers and low hung pajama pants. Not sparing a glance behind him, Sasuke stepped out of the room, leaving the door partially opened. It was pretty late and he didn't want to wake anyone up with the noise. He didn't want questions that he couldn't answer. The raven made his way around in the darkness easily, accustomed to the layout. He noiselessly walked down the stairs, reaching the bottom floor quickly.
Sasuke nearly jumped when the kitchen lights snapped on, revealing a tired looking Kakashi resting against the countertop. The older man was cradling a cup of coffee, blowing the steam away. Making eye contact with Sasuke, he grinned, tilting his head up slightly. "Should we invest in buying ear plugs? Or will Iruka and I manage to get a good night's sleep soon?"
The raven stared at Kakashi, his face a smooth mask. "Hn. Don't think this means anything." Sasuke grunted, turning away. Striding past his mentor, he grabbed a mug from the cupboard and poured his own cup. He might as well drink some since he had a feeling he wouldn't be going back into his room for a while. Sasuke felt Kakashi watching his every move, felt him judge. Frowning slightly, Sasuke went to leave the kitchen, turning his back to his mentor.
Mismatched eyes narrowed, trailing Sasuke. "You know, Sasuke. The problem with revolving your life around a single goal is that once you've accomplished it, you don't have anything left." The raven stilled. Kakashi waited for Sasuke to speak, but sighed when he figured his protégée wasn't going to respond. "I'm not going to try and stop you anymore; it's too late for that. Just do yourself a favor and quit throwing everything away in the process. There's a life to be had after this is over, and when it comes, it'll be a shame if after all you've done, you have no reason to live for it."
"If you're implying that I-"
"I'm not implying anything. I'm asking you to think," Kakashi interrupted. He waited again, hoping the younger man would talk to him.
"Think?" Sasuke turned around, an incredulous look on his face. " Think about what? Do you really expect me to live a normal, happy fucking life after everything I've been through? Do you honestly think I can conform myself to live some stupid fantasy you've dreamed up?"
"Sasuke-"
"And here I was thinking Naruto was the idiot. Just because you climbed out of the hell hole doesn't mean I'll do the same. I'm not you. Naruto is not Iruka. I follow my own path, and you'd be better off remembering that."
A tense silence fell between them. Sasuke turned his back once more to Kakashi.
Kakashi nodded slowly, aware Sasuke couldn't see him. The wall between them was almost tangible; how had he never noticed it before? He considered himself a pseudo-father for Sasuke, a mentor, a teacher, a boss. Yet there was a certain reserve between them that he couldn't cross. Granted he never thought he'd be talking to Sasuke about forming a normal life with normal relationships, but it felt as if he'd messed up somewhere in bringing the boy up.
He had created a copy of himself in Sasuke, built up the same walls he himself had prior to becoming a businessman. The same walls that had taken Iruka considerable effort to break into. Perhaps I had been mistaken in introducing Sasuke to his world, he thought for the thousandth time. But it's too late now. Feeling somewhat bitter and cut off from Sasuke, the silver-haired man glanced down at his cup, running a finger around the rim. It was somebody else's turn to break down Sasuke's barriers before he did something stupid. "Goodnight Sasuke." He said quietly, noting that Sasuke had left.
xXx
The screech of a car pulling into the driveway cut the calm atmosphere of the room. Glancing up from his laptop and the multiple stack of paper strewn around his work area, Kakashi looked towards the front door, a sliver brow arched. He sat up from his slouched position, leaning over to get a clear look at the entrance. The door flew open, and Iruka stalked in, looking frazzled. He was talking on the phone, waving some grey files around with the other hand.
"Look, I can't do that. No, we don't know for sure, it's too early. I fucking know what the evidence says, but wait until the medical examiner explains it. We need her input to confirm. Get Shizune on it then! Debrief her and get her to work, we need feedback immediately." The brunette's voice grew increasingly frustrated. His pulled off his hat and tossed it onto one of the couches, dumping the files down. He jammed a hand through his messy hair, tugging it out of his ponytail. "Don't jump to conclusion yet…..If you can't handle it, then leave. I'll put someone else on who can take it," the brunette ended icily, ending the call. Heaving a sigh, he looked towards his inquisitive lover.
"What happened?" Kakashi asked, surprised at how stressed Iruka looked. Shoving out of his seat, Kakashi strode over to the cop, snatching the files off the upholstery and flipping through them. A furrow grew between his eyebrows as he peered down at the papers.
"The two girls that did the original autopsy on Kakuzu have gone missing. No one has any idea where they could be nor what happened to them. Their lab was trashed, as well as their homes ransacked. The records they had jotted down were taken from the police station as well. A few officers have gone missing, and nobody knows what the fuck is going on, and I'm being pressured to find them and end this."
"I see." Kakashi eyes hardened. "Getting rid of the evidence, bit by bit." He paused for a minute, glancing up from the papers. "Missing officers? Kidnapped?"
Iruka nodded, rubbing his eyes tiredly. Things had taken a turn for the worse. He thrust his hand out and waved it around aimlessly. "Not only that, but there has been a discovery of more victims, all showing signs of Akatsuki torturing methods and marks. I need to talk to Sasuke. He'll remember what-"
"Talk to me about what?" Sasuke called out, hearing his name. He climbed up the stairs leading to the gym, having been in the middle of a session with Naruto when he heard Iruka's car parking. Said blond followed him out, looking around curiously.
Kakashi cut in before Iruka could fill the raven in. "The Akatsuki are on the move again. They came back for the girls who did the examination on Kakuzu and even broke into the police records to clear the evidence on themselves."
Sasuke frowned, a furrow appearing between his eyebrows. "They've never done that before; they've never cared to. Why start now?"
"We've never had this much on them before." Iruka grimaced. "You killed Deidara; we know they're vulnerable in some way. But now, they want revenge, and they're clearing things up before they make their move."
"You mentioned missing officers?" Kakashi added.
"Are they looking for you?" Naruto blurted out, horrified as he stared at the Police Commander. What he was most worried about was beginning to come true, he was placing Iruka and Kakashi in more danger.
Iruka sighed, rubbing his scar. "Could be, but I'm not sure. It could be that they know I'm helping you and it's only a matter of time before they find out who I am. Or it could be that they simply wanted the evidence and took out any opposition that stood in the way."
"Is that it?" Sasuke asked, crossing his arms across his sweat-soaked tee. "They wouldn't just-"
"There was also the discovery of a broken into home nearby. A family of five, all dead," Iruka cut in tonelessly.
Sasuke's lips curled into a grimace, his posture becoming rigid. "Did they have the usual signs or is this possibly unrelated?"
Kakashi held the files out towards the raven, sticking one hand in his pocket. "Take a look." He then turned to Iruka, a hard look on his face. "We'll have to relocate soon if things escalate even more." It alarmed him that the officers were being targeted; he was a well-known man among their ranks. It wouldn't take long until they discovered the connection between them and Iruka would be in the spotlight.
"I doubt things will reach that extent, but I'm not entirely sure anymore," Iruka answered hesitantly. He knew engaging in a relationship with Kakashi would inevitably drag him into dangerous situations that exceeded the ones he'd face at work, so this wasn't too big of a surprise. It just came earlier than anticipated, and with more players on the field.
"Hn. This is their handiwork," Sasuke observed, his obsidian eyes running over the data of the papers quickly. He filed the information away carefully, as he did prior to losing his private room. "It's a bit cruder than usual, but I'd recognize it anywhere. Itachi was there as well. He's close."
"What are we going to do?" Naruto asked quietly. He reached up to grasp the warm medallion resting on his chest. The thought of Sasuke meeting up with his psycho brother worried him. He didn't doubt that Sasuke could hold his own in a fight, but it was the idea of Sasuke going up against him that had him nervous. He could tell this is what Sasuke had been hunting for his entire life, but it was risky. Iruka and Kakashi were in danger as well, but it was Sasuke who was the more impulsive one. He had gotten attached to the cold bastard whether Sasuke liked it or not.
"For now, we can't really do anything but wait," Kakashi interrupted, his eyes darting from Sasuke to Naruto. "We wait until you've mastered your training and when we have more answers. If we move now, we might be playing into their hands. We don't know what their goal is besides obtaining the key."
xXx
The soapy water swirled around the silver drain before sinking in, gathering bubbles and microscopic dirt to take away. Black, tired eyes watched as suds from his hair dripped down and plopped into the water. Itachi had killed again. His signature was blatant in each victim.
Not once since the whole business with Naruto began had he even gotten close to Itachi. And as if taunting him, his dear older brother had stuck again, taking more innocent lives. And what had he done? Nothing. He played the killer-turned-protector, babysat Naruto, and even began fucking him. This wasn't part of the plan.
The more time he wasted, the more people died. It was ingrained in his mind, his own mantra. How had he let it slip by? This was the reason that he needed to stop Itachi. Save the people, avenge his family. How could he do that while holed up in Kakashi's house, simply waiting to see what happened? And now he had more evidence that he was doing fuck-all. The Akatsuki tortured and mutilated an innocent family, almost as if sending him a message that despite what happened with Deidara, they were in control.
Fuck.
With a scowl, Sasuke twisted the water nozzle, turning his face towards the stream. Closing his eyes, he mentally listed what he had been doing since he'd met Naruto. He had been hot on the tail of the blue haired woman before it had gone abruptly cold, leaving him with nothing else. Knowing it would be a while before he'd get anything new from his informants, he took Naruto as his target. Thank's to that, his encounters with the Akatsuki had increased exponentially, but to no avail. Sure he'd managed to take down the bomb-crazy member, but since he wasn't a big player, it didn't really matter.
He was first and foremost after Itachi. Everyone else was less important. Taking his lime green loofah in hand and moving so the stream hit his back, Sasuke poured the shower gel into it. Caught up in his thoughts, he mindlessly began scrubbing his body clean.
And then there was the enigma that was Naruto. Despite everything that had happened between them, Sasuke still wasn't sure of what to do. He thought back to their training. Naruto was improving every day, adapting and forming his own style. For the last three days, they had began wrestling around, simply sharpening their skills. However, it wouldn't take long for one of them to sport a hard on and soon they were grinding on the mats. It had evolved to the point of them sleeping together, due to how frequent the need came and how eager they both were to quell it.
Sasuke paused, the crystal clear memories pouring into his head. His infallible memory perfectly recalled that certain heady musk that Naruto gave off when he was sweating and moaning underneath him. The miniscule whines and demands Naruto gave when close to cumming. How unabashedly he moved and rubbed against him, desperate to reach his peak.
At once, Sasuke could feel his body reacting strongly. The now familiar heat began simmering inside him, pooling in his groin. His dick began to twitch, rising as Sasuke remembered. Standing tall and engorged with blood as it pulsed, it ached. Breathing heavier, Sasuke grimaced, unhappy. He tried to force the thoughts of Naruto away, but it was futile. He couldn't stop. Helplessly, he reached down and began to stroke himself, picturing that it was Naruto's hand on him.
Grunting lowly, Sasuke closed his eyes, leaning forward and letting his head rest on the cool tiles of the shower wall. His hand copied Naruto's now familiar grip and strokes, caressing his own weak spots. He teased his slit, feeling his semen pearl up and slip out between his digits. He ran his fingers under the sensitive head, inhaling sharply as he stimulated the glands in just the right way. Hips lightly pumping, Sasuke's hand stroked faster, aided by the water sliding down his arms. His free hand slapped the wall for support, searching for a tan shoulder that was usually present.
Sharp teeth dug into his bottom lip, barricading any sounds. Aching for the sweet release he knew was coming, Sasuke let the memories of their trysts run through his mind, repeating over and over. He could swear Naruto was beside him, biting out snippets of his name as he came.
"Shit.."
Sasuke gasped, his ball sac tightening as it released its contents. Thick ropes of cum shot out, meeting the shower wall and sliding down. His hand still working himself, Sasuke released his lip, inhaling deeply. The muscles on his stomach rolled with pleasure, the contours of his abs becoming prominent as he struggled to control his breathing.
"Goddamit." He muttered, glaring at his own mess as soon as the afterglow faded. How sad was it that he couldn't even control his own body now? It was just another reason why he shouldn't have let things go this way. "God-fucking-dammit."
Cleaning up the evidence of his weakness quickly, Sasuke shut the water off and stepped out onto the bath rug. Grabbing his towel off the rack, he patted his face dry before wrapping it loosely around his waist.
Obsidian eyes glanced up at the foggy mirror in front of him. Swiping his hand across the surface, Sasuke saw his reflection. The dark shadows under his eyes were more pronounced, and his hair had gotten longer. His eyes met his own gaze, stilling. His eyes. He watched them narrow as he remembered the new victims. They had had their eyes removed, as per Itachi's signature.
Sasuke peeked into Itachi's room, careful not to make a sound. He knew Itachi hated being surprised when he wanted to be alone. Their parents having gone out, Sasuke was alone with his brother. After trying unsuccessfully to keep himself occupied, the six-year-old decided to approach Itachi for entertainment. The door was slightly ajar, leaving his job much easier. As slow as he could, he pushed the door open.
"Stupid cat, stay still." He heard an angry growl come from the other side of the bed, accompanied by the strange yowling of the family feline. The animal was hissing and crying out. What was going on?
Ever so slowly, Sasuke crawled closer. Sneaking towards them, he peered over the corner of the mattress. Itachi was struggling to hold the cat still, keeping one hand on it's torso while holding an exacto-knife in the other. The blade was down, glinting in the older raven's hand.
The feline was digging her claws into Itachi's hand, biting viciously it with her teeth, but Itachi didn't let her go. The knife swooped down, aimed at her face.
Scared, Sasuke stood up, clutching the dark sheets of the bed as a safety line. "Itachi!" he yelled, forgetting his need to be quiet. "Don't!"
Itachi's head shot up, caught off guard. He let the cat go, who immediately scrambled away, escaping through the open door. Frustrated, he glared at his little brother, his hand fisting the blade. After a few seconds of uneasy silence, he brought his free hand up, crooking his finger. "Sasuke, come here," he ordered, his voice unusually serious for an eleven-year-old.
Frightened, Sasuke inched closer to Itachi. "I'm sorry," he whimpered, hoping not to incur Itachi's wrath. Itachi had never done anything to him, but his instincts were screaming at him to be scared and run away. Itachi's cold eyes kept him rooted to the spot. His legs shook, his bladder almost giving out.
"I said come here," Itachi repeated, his voice icy.
Sasuke moved closer quickly. He crouched down, hoping to appease his older brother. "I didn't mean..." he began, trying to apologize but not knowing what for. What had Itachi been trying to do? Why was he still holding that knife? "Itachi…."
Itachi's hand shot out, painfully grabbing Sasuke's chin and yanking his face up. Yelping in suprise, Sasuke's smaller hands reached up to grasp Itachi's, clutching to him. "I…I..." Sasuke squeaked, never having been more afraid of his dear brother. Itachi appeared calm, as if unaware of the terror he was instilling in Sasuke.
"Sasuke, how many times have I told you not...to…" Itachi's head tilted, his sharp glare letting up as a new expression took over. Unable to name it, Sasuke pulled at the pale hand still holding his face.
"So clear…" Itachi whispered, his face drawing closer to Sasuke's.
"W-what?" Sasuke mumbled, his face really beginning to ache.
"Your eyes." Itachi murmured, his voice light with wonder. The tone sent a chill down Sasuke's back. "They're pure. Clean. I want them."
The glint of the exacto knife slowly coming towards his face caught Sasuke's attention. His eyes widening as he followed its path, Sasuke began to struggle vigorously, but Itachi's hand didn't budge. The knife drew closer, so close he could see the small engraving from the manufacturers.
"Don't move Sasuke. This won't hurt."
No no no no!
The pain of glass digging into his fist erupted in his mind. Hissing, Sasuke pulled his fist back from the mirror, cradling it as blood trickled into the sink. Pulling the shards out of his knuckles, Sasuke watched his hands tremble, unable to stop them. He watched the blood seep out, vividly recalling the fear and terror that pervaded his body that day. He could still feel Itachi's death grip on his chin. The screams from his mother still echoed in his head.
Calmly, he dressed the wound, leaving the shattered mirror as it was.
He was beginning to lose focus. He couldn't afford to lose focus. It wasn't part of the plan.
xXx
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