The Driver

The Driver

Chapter 16 Same Old Job, Same Old Bastard

Author By: Dominate One
As Edited By: Jedi Master K

Rated M boyxboy
Warning: If you don't like SasuNaru turn back and find something else! Since you’re still here, you're into YAOI!! Great job; screw het people!


Naruto climbed the stairs to his room but Sasuke refused to follow. Stubbornly, he waited for him in the living room with the others, smiling awkwardly as he sat down. Their eyes were fierce and questioning.

“He's my friend. I won't let anything happen to him.”

Iruka utterly hated him; the nerve of this kid, thinking like that when the blond loved him!

“I'm not worried about him – I’m worried about you.”

“Settle down. Naruto made his decision and he won’t change it.”

It seemed like Naruto was taking forever, doing what neither Sasuke nor his fathers could say. What is Naruto doing? Everything is just so awkward! Sasuke avoided any kind of eye contact but Iruka had no problem glaring at him. Kakashi had settled more towards polite dislike.

Sasuke was so relieved when he heard the footsteps coming down stairs that he practically leapt off the chair and turned to face the arch way were Naruto would appear, but he merely passed by without even looking into the living room. Sasuke dared a glance back, scarcely waving before heading outside where his former friend was throwing his things inside the trunk.

Sasuke moved over to the front of the limo, the passenger’s side, and got in.

Naruto had slammed the trunk door and moved to the driver’s side and got in as well. He glanced at his former love before starting the engine.


'Driving Home'


Itachi had called Sai, a limo driver of Sasuke's that was now his, over to the mansion. He knew Sasuke had left to Konoha – mainly on Gaara’s confirmation – and now that his younger brother was gone the time had come for payback. Sasuke’s remuneration for his little stunt would be Itachi taking his new driver…and screwing him on Sasuke’s bed.

With the younger male on his way, he had called Gaara back to verify that they were still in Konoha.

“Itachi-sama?” Gaara breathed into the phone.

“You and Sasuke are still in Konoha.” It was a question but most would call it an order.

“I'm not. I'm not sure about Sasuke.”

Itachi paused if only for a split second.

“Explain.”

“We had technical difficulties, and Sasuke walked ahead to Konoha. I waited for another limo to come pick me up and we were going to drive to Konoha but then Sasuke called me and said he was going to stay and that I should head back to Otogakure…alone.” His explanation rode on a single, deep breath.

“So you don't know if Sasuke's in Konoha or not.” Itachi sucked his lower lip, pulling it with his teeth before ending the call, “Gaara, Gaara, Gaara....”

It wasn't until a little later that Sai arrived and entered the house. He made his way up the stairs, with confidence, and into his boss's room. Itachi was waiting for him.


'Driving Home'


Sasuke was having a hard time thinking of something to say. A way to open his mouth and talk to the blond about the many things that had happened in the past three years with him. He wanted to ask, and then again he didn’t. How did things get this bad?

“Naruto I want to ask you…about something that might of happened when we went to Rasengan.” Naruto had looked over at the raven with an eyebrow raised.

“What?”

“Our driver, Kabuto? He said had walked in on us after…something happened.”

“What kind of ‘something’?”

Sasuke had looked out his window, “Something…sexual.”

“…that wasn't my cum?!”


'Driving Home'


Sai had his smile in place as Itachi stepped up to him; he encircled his arms around Sai’s waist, pulling him forward into his chest. Itachi stared down at the shorter man. Sai’s smile faded as his eyes drifted from Itachi’s face, looking past him.

“Look at me.” He said, his voice biting but unemotional. Sai flinched and turned his eyes back towards his employer.

“Don't you want me to drive you somewhere?”

“No,” he said smoothly as he pressed forward, “Unless you feel like a ride.”

“No sir?”

“Tease....” Itachi murmured darkly. Sai gulped as he watched Itachi lick his lips.

“Itachi-san…why did you call me if you didn't want to…go somewhere?”

“I thought we could have some fun.” Itachi’s eyes turned a shade darker, his warm breath encompassing Sai’s face as he leaned forward only slightly. Sai went stock-still.

“I'm not gay!”

The room grew silent as Itachi stared in absolute disbelief at the younger man.

“Are you sure because…you look very gay to me.”


'Driving Home'


Sasuke nodded stiffly, “It is a possibility that it might have been…mine.”

“Ah.”

Sasuke blinked at the road ahead of them, not really seeing particularly anything, “I'm guessing you’re not…ashamed or disappointed that it happened.”

“I'm very disappointed. In myself,” he said not looking from the road; how he wanted the Uchiha to feel something over then 'ashamed' and 'disappointed!'

“Why's that? Your…gay right? Shouldn't you…like being with another guy?”

“I'm disappointed that it was you, that it was always you,” he said, sounding mildly upset.

“I don't know if you have noticed but I'm kinda too good looking to have been a 'disappointing' lover or…whatever,” Sasuke retorted, slightly offended that Naruto thought he wasn’t good enough. Or something. Not that he cared.

“…you’ll never understand.”

That made the Uchiha to shut up and leave Naruto to drive in peace.


'Driving Home'


Itachi couldn't believe someone turned him down! For sex! He was very very good at it; you can ask any other driver that had worked for him! Gaara! Ask Gaara!

After making Sai leave, Itachi was sat down meekly because…well he just couldn't believe it. There has to be a reason the raven declined sex with him of all people! Maybe he had an nasty STD? Hemorrhoids? A broken penis...?

Pulling himself from the floor, he exited his room and ambled down the hallway haphazardly before coming to the stairway. He headed in search for Gaara; Gaara always had advice, why he had all the advice in the world plagued Itachi.

He didn't find Gaara in the lounge room where he always would be, expect for this one time. Then he headed for the office in the garage where Orochimaru was bound to be, he could tell him where Gaara had disappeared to.

“Orochimaru, where's Gaara?” he ordered, his voice low and demeaning to the much older male. Orochimaru restrained himself and only tapped the stake of papers on top of his desk.

“Gaara should be at home – since Sasuke is in Konoha he doesn't have any assignments.”

“Call Gaara and tell him to meet me at Star's. Oh, and tell him to bring any information about Sasuke's new driver,” Itachi instructed as he exited the office and headed to his own car.


'Driving Home'


Having parked outside the Uchiha compound, Naruto waited for the Uchiha to get out. He had made up his mind that he was going to take Hiashi up on the deal and he had felt pretty shitty about making such a deal but after being with Sasuke and after Sasuke basically said he was 'disappointed' or 'ashamed' of him, getting even with the bastard didn’t seem like such a bad idea.

After Sasuke stepped from the limo, he put it into reverse and backed up where he could pull into the driveway. He didn't know where the younger Uchiha had disappeared to as he parked the limo in the garage but he saw Itachi walk frighteningly among his employees.

When Naruto stepped from the stretched limo it was to a surprised Sasuke.

“You came back?!” he probed, sounding surprised and suspicious all at the same time, “How did Sasuke manage to pull that off?”

Naruto gave a tiny grin and shrugged at the older raven, “It was easy.”

He nodded his head, “I’m sure. Well I have to leave; you two try not to kill each other,” he told the blond as he walked past him, towards the door where Sasuke was coming back through.

“Have fun, little brother.” He closed the door behind him.

Sasuke walked over to his…the blond and told him, “You can inform Orochimaru of your return but I have to go see Kabuto. I'll meet you in my room later, okay?” Sasuke left in search of his white-haired employee while Naruto was left with Orochimaru. Might as well get this over with, he sighed. Sasuke, meanwhile, had found Kabuto reading an article about a science lab being blown up not too far from the company.

“Kabuto, we need to talk.” Sasuke took a seat next to him. Kabuto set aside the article to look over at the worried young man.

“Of course, Sasuke-kun.”

“You will answer, truthfully, every question I ask you; on that night two years ago, at Rasengan – did you walk in on us doing something?”

Kabuto leaned back in his chair, looking up at the ceiling as he recalled that same night.

“I heard noises; I had thought the blond was killing you so I headed to your room. I found you…lying on your back, covered in cum with your penis out. I assumed your blond friend was in the bathroom as I heard the sounds of running water…and that’s about it.”

“So... you don't really know if we did anything at all!” Sasuke looked relieved for a moment and then Kabuto had ruined everything.

“All the signs indicated that you did do something sexual. You are right, I don't know if it was Naruto ...doing something to you, but why else would there be cum all over him as well?”

Sasuke bit his lip in thought and muttered, “You have a point.”


'Driving Home'


Naruto was chatting Orochimaru up, trying to get on his good side for once. He knew he had the job even if Orochimaru did say 'no.' But after the whole 'I'm back' spiel and a little bit of smugness on the blonde’s part Orochimaru said a couple of things to him that left him burning with anger and then Orochimaru was the smug one.

Then the oddest thing happened, Orochimaru ordered him to leave his office for no apparent reason.... So…Naruto had left and did the rounds greeting the older drivers.

“The punk’s back?!” said one grimly.

“He must have crap out on the other job,” another chuckled.

“Wow. Thanks for the warm welcome,” Naruto answered, nodding and snickering.

“Admit it. You old geezers missed him,” taunted the entering Uchiha.

The only response was a wave of collected grumbles.

Sasuke smirked before opening his mouth and delivering an almost ominous, “Naruto, may I have a word with you?” So he and Naruto walked out of the garage in search of privacy.

“I want to know if you remembered – if you...if we…did anything…any time other than at Rasengan.”

I just want this off my chest…. “Yes.”

Sasuke gave a surprised and chocking cough.

“Really?”

“I had cum on my face...I don't remember Rasengan but I do remember this one.... I don't know how many other nights...or mornings...maybe afternoons?” Naruto speculated with a tired, dreary voice.

“Could you tell me about the one you do remember?”

Naruto only nodded.

“Remember how you sometimes sneak into your mom's hidden booze room? It happened that night. In the morning I woke up and went to the bathroom and found…a white crust on my face.”

Sasuke's eyes widened and quickly looked away. This can’t be true. This can’t be happening….

“I came back into your room and found you…with cum all over your stomach and with your…dick out, also covered in cum. I cleaned the mess up. I was afraid I would lose my job. I put everything back in its place and left the room. I tried to avoid you all that day, I was so worried you would remember.”

“Oh.” It was all he could really say. He had wondered why Naruto was avoiding him that day, wondered if it was anything he did. Now it was all clear. But he still didn’t know what to think.

“I didn't think I was…that way. After that whole thing I started to…wonder...and came to the conclusion that…I'm… I’m gay.”


TBC