Lost

Author’s Note:  Here's the next chapter.  

      Lost 

 

Written By: Crimson2006

 

Chapter One: Save Me?

 

 

 

Naruto stood there with his mouth agape; still in shock that someone else was visiting the church and even more surprised by the fact that—of all places—they were there on the rooftop. Frowning, the blonde took in what he could about the situation, figuring it was best to first assess the subject rather than heedlessly address the matter without some kind of evaluation.

 

The stranger –who was about 50 yards away– was sitting comfortably atop the old metal railing that encircled the roof’s balcony. Conveniently his back was to the door; one arm planted on each side of his body—head plumb, looking up towards the sky as his legs dangled carelessly over the ledge.

 

For the most part he was dressed in black—an opposing element to his alabaster flesh, but not diverge in regards to his ebony hair that was meticulously laced with phantom-blue highlights. His feet were clad in black, silver studded boots that had straps instead of laces. And matching pants that fit like a second skin were plastered to his frail waist. His torso, which was wrapped in a form fitting white muscle-shirt, was slightly hiked up in the back to reveal a striking tattoo of a beautiful red Crane. Painted on his left hand was a fingerless glove –whereas black medical gauze sheathed the opposing limb. A cigarette hug limply in-between his fingers and gothic inspired rings adorned the said phalanges.

 

Naruto had never seen the boy before, but oddly he felt drawn to him. Maybe the guy was death. If so, then he definitely regretted not dying sooner. Still, some rational part of his mind conceded that there was no way that this mysterious figure was the grim reaper—he didn’t have a scythe after all.

 

Deciding that it was best to inquire the reasoning for the other’s presence, Naruto opened his mouth and spit out the first thing that came to mind. “Hey YOU, what the hell are you doing up here?”

 

The raven-haired man arched his neck and turned around gracefully, revealing a set of hauntingly opaque eyes; the black orbs admiring the blonde with a bit of cynical interest. “I’m waiting for death Usuratonkachi, aren’t you here to do the same?” His expression was serious, lingering with a hint of anger, despair and something else. But before Naruto could identify the third emotion, the boy had turned away, his gaze drifting off towards the town.

 

Once again frowning, the blonde made his way over to figure. Hosting himself up, he sat on the ledge only a few inches away from the darkly dressed Goth. For some reason he felt awkward. Maybe it was because there was somebody else who was there waiting to die. Naruto mused over this fact delicately. Since this other boy was here first, would he get mad if Naruto just decided to chuck himself of the building? He knew it sounded stupid, but he didn’t want to cut in line par say. Or maybe the stranger would want to jump together. That was stupid though, they didn’t even know each other. Still the idea of dying with someone seemed refreshing. Alone in life, but not it death; the ideal was very morbid yet romantic all the same.

 

“Smoke?”

 

Naruto shook his head and looked down to see a pale hand offering him a hit. “Ah, no smoking is bad for you.”

 

The raven-haired teen smirked. “I suppose you don’t drink either?”

 

The blonde again shook his head in the negative. “No.”

 

“Cut?” The same frail hand, the one wrapped in black gauze, rising slightly as if to explain the said statement.

 

Naruto felt so stupid; obviously this guy was serious about dying. He quickly reprimanded himself for feeling that way though. He was serious too, his damage was just internal and that perhaps was worse because nobody could see it. “No.” he answered again.

 

The figure retracted his hand and took a long drag. After a while he turned back to the blonde. ”Are you sure that you’re supposed to be here, dobe?” That remark earned a glare that caused the older teen to raise a brow in amusement. Perhaps the blonde did have a real reason to be there, but he still wasn’t fully convinced.

 

As if understanding the silent air between them, Naruto scoffed. “Listen here bastard! You don’t know me so you shouldn’t go around saying stupid shit like that. Just because you fuck yourself up out in the open doesn’t mean that everyone else does the same thing. I have my reasons for being here and I don’t have to explain them to you.”

 

“Really? I bet my reasons are better than yours.”

 

Naruto’s blue eyes widened slightly at the remark. Part of him was pissed at the fucker, and the other half was mildly curious as to what those reasons were. Not that he cared, because he didn’t. Rather he wanted to prove the jack-ass wrong. “Is that a challenge?”

 

“If it is?”

 

“Then I accept. “

 

The raven nodded. “You go first then.”

 

“Alright— HEY, how do I know that you won’t make up some stupid shit just to try and out do me?”

 

“I could say the same thing for you Dobe,” The older boy retorted before he paused, snuffing out his cigarette. Gingerly, he reached over to his left side and pulled out a Swiss army knife. “We’ll promise with blood.” Without warning the stranger flipped the blade open and made a deep, six-inch laceration along on the exposed section of his flesh. Not even hissing at the infliction, he skillfully rotated the knife and handed the sharp object to the blonde. “I promise to only be honest with you. Now it’s your turn.”

 

Naruto looked at the bloodied knife wearily. “How do I know you don’t have AIDS or something?”

 

“Stupid, were sitting up here so we can commit suicide and you’re worried about something like that.” Still noticing that the blonde wasn’t taking the knife, he let out a low growl.” I don’t have AIDS dobe.”

 

Reluctantly the knife traded hands and Naruto repeated the same action, wincing when the sharp blade melted into his flesh. It stung, and he didn’t like it. It made him think about his step-father and the ‘sessions’ that transpired between them. Setting the knife down, Naruto deemed that it was time to put his thoughts into words. But when he opened his mouth it was not his voice that tasted the air.

 

“My brother rapes me.”

 

Naruto’s jaw came unhinged, but the sight went unnoticed as the other boy continued to speak.

 

“He’s been doing for the last few years. It started with a kiss, which quickly lead to touching me. I was pretty much okay with it until he actually went all the way.” Fumbling with a side pocket the raven pulled out an abused pack of cigarettes and lit one up. “He told me that it was because he loved me. But that I couldn’t tell anyone because what we shared was special. He said that mother and father would hate me if they ever found out. My father already hates me so that was just a petty threat in my book, but my mother, she’s the only one that doesn’t look at me with scorn –save for my older brother of course– and I didn’t want to lose her affections.” There was another pause as he took a hit; resuming as the smoke seeped from his lips.

 

“At first it was just once in a while. But he pretty much fucks me every day now. I obviously got over the whole ‘our parents will hate you complex’ but my brother’s good with manipulation, so he still has a lot of stings that he jerks me around with. Our parents are leaving to go to Rome this summer; it’ll just me and Itachi for three months...”

 

Naruto frowned when he realized what the teen was implying. He felt really bad now for accepting the bet and was about to apologize when the raven’s voice throttled the air again.

 

“My father’s a perfectionist. Itachi does everything perfectly. I don’t, even if what I do is exactly the same.”

 

“O-oh?”

 

“Discipline is the key to success, at least that’s his theory. I don’t need to tell you what that implies, do I?”

 

“N-no.”

 

“Every moment of my life I’m being watched. One slip up and I’m my father punching bag. And the second that I’m alone, Itachi has me corned –fucking me like I’m his toy. I cut myself to make sure I’m still alive; that I’m still real. You know, cause sometimes I wonder if I just didn’t pass away in my sleep and what I’m experiences now is some twisted level of hell. I smoke to relieve the stress and I drink to take away the pain. But what about you Usuratonkachi; what are your secrets?”

 

Naruto paled. It was his turn to speak, but strangely he was more embarrassed then afraid. “I-I killed my mother. Or rather she died giving birth to me. My d-dad took it hard. He killed himself when I was four. “Absently the blonde fiddled with the tears in his jeans, playing with the stings as he kept his eyes downcast. “M-my step-father... he’s abusive too. Not like your dad with being a perfectionist. H-h-he just gets drunk and hits me.” Naruto’s breath hitched and he forced himself to calm down. “Sometimes he rapes me too...” The words falling so silently that they were almost inaudible. “I fight back, but he’s stronger so it doesn’t matter.”

 

The blonde shifted as he found that he didn’t want to tell the other boy the rest of his story. But they had promised, and the stranger had been honest with him, so it was only fair that he do the same. “I-I told a teacher about it...”

 

The raven waited for the other teen to continue, but when the silence became unnerving he pressed the issue. ”And...? Did they turn your old man in or what?”

 

Naruto shook his head. “No, the teacher didn’t say anything. He just kissed me.” The blonde didn’t know why he felt so horrible saying that out loud. He didn’t even know the stranger and yet he was afraid of being judged. It was completely irrational and yet that aspect made sense. They both wanted to die, and they both had secrets and Naruto felt somewhat connected to the other because of that. “I...we’re...well, we have sex three times a week. It’s different... but I don’t really feel anything. I mean I feel something, just barely. It lets me know that I’m still alive. Sort of like how you cut yourself.” Naruto shook his head and wiped away his unwanted tears. “I’m sorry. I must seem so stupid to you.”

 

The silence between them was peaceful as the raven contemplated his acquaints words. Trying to take in what he now knew about the blonde.

 

A good hour passed without either of them saying a word and Naruto was once again getting nervous about ‘how jumping to his death’ was going to work with the other guy there. Even though he knew it was a sick, he felt a little better knowing that he wasn’t alone in his suffering. Still, he was unsure of if should implore the earlier proposition of them jumping together, seeing as they were still strangers.

 

“Hey.”

 

Naruto jumped a little as both the raven’s hand and voice assaulted him. The teen currently had his right palm resting on the blonde's shoulder; dark black orbs looking at him with a vague sense of curiosity. “You wanna fuck?”

 

“W-what?” Naruto looked at the other like he’d grown a second head. “I-I don’t even know your name!”

 

“Sasuke.”

 

“Huh?”

 

“My name, it’s Sasuke.” This time the words were a little harsher, as if repeating himself had been an inconvenience.

 

“Oh... I’m Naruto.”

 

Sasuke seemed to contemplate the other’s name momentarily. “I like that name dobe. It fits you.”

 

“Don’t call me a dobe, teme.”

   

The raven just smirked. “Well Naruto I think your pretty damn hot. And now that we’ve been properly acquainted, you want fuck before we jump to our deaths? It could be like a symbolic confession –our suicide note. I can just image the cops trying to figure that one out. First who we were, then why we were together, and lastly why your ass was stuffed with my cum. I can just picture my dad’s expression, and you know he wouldn’t be able to cover up the case, not like he does all those other ‘inconvenient’ crimes. Score me one point for humiliating my family name.”

 

“Your dad’s a cop?”

 

“Chief of police in Oto.”

 

“Wait! You’re from Oto? What are you doing here in Konoha?”

 

Sasuke watched in amusement as the blonde flailed his arms about and almost accidentally plummeted to his death.” Not so loud dobe. I’m not deaf you know. And I drove myself out here. We use to live here in Konoha –we attend this church actually– but my dad got an offer for the Chief’s position Oto and made us go with him. He and the Hokage over there are real close. Anyway, I thought I’d come here because none of that bad stuff with my brother happened when we were in Konoha. It wanted my death here to mean something.”

 

Naruto nodded. “You’re really into that symbolism shit aren’t you?”

 

“Hn. It’s not shit dobe.”   

 

Looking over, the blonde watched his suicide buddy light up another cancer stick. “Hey… Sasuke?”

 

“Hn.”

 

“If we did have sex...”

 

“Yeah?”

 

“Would you think of me as a whore?”

 

The raven haired teen suddenly flicked his freshly lit cigarette over the building and cupped the boy’s face, making blue eyes meet his black. “If we’re being honest with ourselves, then we’re both somebody’s slut. You shouldn’t live in denial like that Naruto. But if you’re asking me if I’d think any less of you if you accepted my offer… then my answer is no, I wouldn’t view you like that. You’re like oil paint floating in the endless depths of water, something rare and divine despite the fact that you’re drowning—marred but not tainted. I almost despise you for it, but you’re too fucking beautiful and my animosity would just be wasted.”

 

Naruto wasn’t quite sure that he fully grasped what Sasuke was trying to convey, but he did like the way it sounded. [i]Marred but not tainted...[/i] He’d always perceived himself as being tainted. It was nice to hear that someone else felt otherwise, even if that person was a stranger. “You could just say that you like me, you know.”

 

Sasuke leaned in closer until their lips were only inches apart. “But it wouldn’t be the same.”

 

“Damn Goth’s...” came the faintest of whispers before Naruto severed the distance between them. Much like two pieces of a puzzle, their lips seemed to fit together with perfection, their minds working the same way. Sasuke didn’t need to ask permission to enter Naruto’s mouth, because the blonde freely gave him access to it.

 

Soon, soft kisses contorted into ones that were hungry with lust and Naruto found himself being guided away from the black railing; his body folding out to lie on the roofs hard surface.

 

“You can’t taint your kind of beauty, you know that Naruto?” Sasuke whispered, peeling off his skin tight shirt; revealing the expanse of perfectly toned flesh. Slowly he leaned down to capture the blonde’s lips once again, drinking from something far more divine then what any man had the right to claim. With skills that far exceeded their age, both boys heatedly coaxed the others tongue into a sensual dance for dominance; the end result favoring Sasuke, who refused to be outdone by the sexy little creature that was tucked beneath his body, even if it meant asphyxiation on both their parts.

 

Feeling Sasuke work the button’s on his blue jeans, Naruto moaned in disappointment when he lost the sensation of the other’s soft lips. His mind hazy as he recognized the familiar warmth of touch; in so many ways it was similar to the way his teacher touched him. Yet in a different aspect, it went so much deeper.

 

”A-and what kind of beauty would that be?” Naruto gasped, trying to recover from the winded kiss. In all honest he was amazed that he could even recall what the other boy had said, but perhaps it had stuck in his mind because he was curious to what the answer might possibility be. Sasuke was different than most people he knew. The way the raven perceived life and the manner which he expressed it were bold and challenging, and yet beneath that there was something brittle like glass—why else would the boy be up there on the roof waiting for death?  

 

“Innocence’s,” came the quick reply as pale hands stripped away Naruto’s pants; none too surprised to see that the younger boy wasn’t wearing any underwear. “I could spend all day fucking your ass into the ground and you’d still be as pure as the day you were born.”

 

Naruto frowned, “Liar.” He wasn’t pure and they both knew it.

 

“Hn. Maybe.” Sasuke’s lips ghosting over the blonde’s hardening member; darting his tongue out to graze of the tip. There he lapped playfully around the slit before pressing the flat of his tongue down the underlining vein. Naruto’s hips jerked at the gentle touch and the raven looked up to see bright blue eyes staring at him. “Your daddy ever blow you?” He asked, his voice smooth and yet cocky at the same time.

 

“Does your brother ever blow you?” The blonde retorted, none too happy that the elder would say something like that.

 

Sasuke smirked. “Only if he’s being particularly cruel” Without another word the raven dipped down, his moist, hot mouth swallowing three-quarters of Naruto’s cock. Even though the blonde was big, he wasn’t nearly as big as Itachi, and with years of practice the raven eased the muscles in his jaw to relax. Nine out of ten times Itachi would insist that Sasuke deep-throat him; thus the younger Uchiha had learned to give head like a porn star—else be gagged to death in the process. Absentmindedly, the raven wondered how good Naruto was at giving head. Knowing that if the way he kissed was any indication of how skilled his mouth was, then the blonde was probably pretty damn good.

 

Moving with a practiced ease, Sasuke lightly bobbed his head over the erect member. His lips running along the flesh like butterfly kisses, stimulating more blood to pool in the engorged member. It was a teasing, almost playfully act that had the blonde squirming beneath him, Naruto’s long fingers threading thought the tress of midnight colored hair. In the past Sasuke had never been fond of giving head, but for once he actually enjoyed it. The blonde’s skin tasted so damn sweet, tinged with a bit of sweat that acted as a surprisingly satisfying counterbalance.

 

“Sa-Sas’ke,” Naruto moaned, his grip on the other boy’s hair tightening when the raven switched from soft, ghosting touches to long, vacuumed sucks. “S-shit...” Although the blonde had been subjected to a lot of sex, he’d only received a handful of blowjobs via his teacher, and the man was nowhere as skilled as Sasuke. Somewhere in far reaches of his mind, he wondered how often Sasuke had to give head in order to be so good. Naruto had done his own share of being down on his knees and yet he didn’t think that he had nearly half the talent as his suicide companion.

 

Deciding that it was time to move things along, Sasuke increased the speed of his motions, sucking with much more zest then he had previously done. Using his right hand, he delicately cupped the boy’s balls, dancing his fingers over the sack, and occasionally applied pressure when it seemed right. Seeing as he didn’t bother to hold the boy’s jerking hips in place –he was used to having his mouth be ruthlessly fucked by Itachi, who constantly insisted that Sasuke use both his hands in more productive ways– the elder let his other hand roll down the blonde’s inner thigh, softly kneading the smooth skin beneath his palm. Simultaneously working his hands and mouth, Sasuke gently hummed, sending tiny jolts of vibrations into the weeping cock.

 

If Sasuke had to describe the blonde’s pre-cum, he would have leaned towards more sweet then bitter. A delightful and very addictive taste that had him even more determined to make the boy cum in his mouth.

 

“F-fuck Sasuke...” The blonde gasped, the familiar sensation of heat gathering in his loins. There was no fucking way that his step-father had ever made him feel like this, and that was an equal accusation that could be applied to his teacher as well. For the raven having used the term ‘Fuck’ there was a lot of emotion floating about and Naruto could honestly say that he’d never felt so connected to another person in his whole life. Everything about Sasuke just seemed right and he let his body give into the sensations that he was feeling. Let himself get carried away by the electrifying current that was ignited under his skin. Passion, feelings—the essence of life, it all seemed to be radiating under the surface, pooling alongside his quickly rising orgasm. “S-save me S-Sas’ke. Set me free...”

 

The raven smirked around Naruto’s cock. Knowing what the other was trying to convey, he halted his sucking in favor of running his teeth against the soft flesh. Pulling back slightly, his tongue swirled around the head before he again took the boy into his mouth, deep-throating all seven in a half inches of the proudly stiff member.

 

For Naruto, the mounting sensations had reached their peak and he could no longer hold on to the last thread of sanity; his body convulsing with ecstasy as he came hard into the others mouth. Sasuke’s name flooded from his lips like a fresh breath of salvation; a whisper of hope and yet a scream that devoured the never ending void of his soul. Sasuke made him [i]feel[/i] not with frayed emotions, but with something more compelling then what any other person had ever offered him. And he basked in that moment as the raven haired teen eagerly sucked and swallowed the fruit of his labor.

 

Feeling a breeze of cool air encircle his flaccid member, Naruto’s blue eyes observed the teen that was making his way up the expanse of his spent body. Hovering over his lips, Sasuke leaned down and pushed his tongue into the other’s mouth –letting a good amount of collected cum slide into the heated threshold. Naruto’s eyes widened as the essence of his own ejaculation lingered in his mouth, Sasuke using the extra lubricant to ravage the blonde’s threshold with even more greed then before.

  

After several long, pleasurable minutes the need for air separated their lips and Sasuke drank up the perfect image of the ravaged blonde below. “So goddamn fucking beautiful," he whispered, as if he were bearing witness to one of the Seven Wonders of the World. And perhaps in his mind, he was.

 

Naruto blushed at the compliment, which only increased his sexy composure and reminded Sasuke of his own need to find release. “I’m going to fuck you so hard that not even god will be able to put you back together. “ He whispered, giving the blonde a sexy smile before pulling himself upright and unzipping his pants. There was no need to fully disrobe, after all, he wasn’t on the receiving end and it seemed like too much of a hassle to be of any use.

 

Reaching into his own pants Sasuke removed his painfully erect member with a sharp hiss, the cool spring air raking over the angry red cock.

 

“Ah, shit Sasuke. You’re pretty damn big,” Naruto commented. Both his father and teacher were nothing to shy about, but Sasuke was by far more impressive.

 

“What’s the matter, you afraid dobe?”

 

“What? No!”

 

Sasuke smirked. “Well you should be…” he warned; his voice swaying with unquenchable lust.

 

Naruto felt his stomach flip at the devious expression his buddy was wearing and suddenly he wondered if he should be taking Sasuke’s words a little more seriously. “Your brother needs to let top more often...” he joked, trying to ease the heavy feeling that was hanging in the air. Sasuke looked like a predator that had just stumbled upon a perfect meal and Naruto knew that he was the one on the menu.

 

“Are you kidding? My brother would rather cut off his left testicle with a dull saw blade and no anesthetic than let me be top.”

 

“Oh, shit.”

 

“Worried yet?”

 

“Just a little...”

  

“Don’t stress, I’ll make you feel good,” Sasuke smirked, fisting Naruto’s orange tee-shirt so that he could pull the boy upright. “Take it off,” he commanded, his voice leaving no room for argument.

 

The blonde frowned, but did as he was asked. “How come I have all my clothes off and you have almost all your clothes on?” He questioned, tossing the unwanted garment to the side. He didn’t really see the situation as being fair, even though it didn’t bother him as much as he was leading on. For some reason Naruto didn’t feel embarrassed to have Sasuke looking at him—though that edge of hunger in the other’s dark orbs more than a little intimidating.

 

“That’s a stupid question Usuratonkachi... It’s because your body is worthy of being worshiped. “

 

Naruto opened his mouth to respond to that, but found that no words could escape his mouth. One, because he really couldn’t argue with a statement like that, and two because Sasuke once again had his tongue rammed down his throat. This time the kiss was cut short though, as Naruto body was roughly pushed back to the ground.

  

“Damn it Sasuke! Watch what the hell you’re doing. That hurt.” He whined, a tan hand venturing up to rub the back of his sore cranium. Contrary to what one might foolishly assume, having ones head slammed back into the cement was not a perk to having sex on a roof.

 

“Ah, my mistake. I thought I was fucking a boy, not a pansy-ass china doll. Would you prefer that I go get you some pillows and a blanket sweetie?”    

 

“Oh, fuck you teme!”                     

    

“No Naruto...” Sasuke voice dropped a few degrees as he slipped two fingers into his mouth. Coating them in one quick suck, he reached down and trailed the said phalanges over the blonde’s slightly re-hardening member, past his balls and towards the puckered entrance that was seconds away from being penetrated. “I’m going to fuck you...” As the last word rolled from his lips, Sasuke pressed the tip of his finger into the blonde’s entrance, but was stopped when a tanned hand encircled his wrist.

 

“Don’t bother, before I came here... Well, I was at school, so you know what that should imply. You probably don’t need to stretch me.”

 

“Hn. I guess I’ll take back the china doll remark," the elder teased, spitting on his hand. The moist palm fisting his cock a few times to coat it well; mixing it with pearl of pre-cum that was housed at the tip so that it was further lubricated.

 

Giving the blonde one last look, Sasuke positioned the tip of his penis at the other’s entrance and slowly pushed in. Sasuke, who had never reaped the benefits of being Seme, was instantly incased in a warm heat that wrapped his cock in a vice like grip.

 

“Oh shit, “he hissed, continuing to push himself into the clamped hole at a pace that was much too slowly for his liking. Suddenly Sasuke realized why his brother never bottomed. Although the feeling of being filled was nice, it was nowhere near as intoxicating as being the one who was doing the filling. Sitting balls deep inside of Naruto, his dark eyes looked up to watery blue ones, noticing that the blonde had a few lose tears rolling down his scarred cheeks. “You’re so goddamn tight Naruto...” he rasped, “and then with those tears...” his voice hitching, struggling to stay even “...everything about you just makes me wanna cum.”

 

Naruto’s cock twitched at Sasuke’s husky words and he coiled his legs around the other; ebbing his pain away by concentrating on the dark endless pools that constituted as Sasuke’s eyes. “You can move now, “he urged, suddenly desperate to feel the other’s slick cock slide in and out of him.

 

“Hn.” Sasuke nodded and very slowly pulled out so that the tip of his member was almost fully extracted before sheathing it in Naruto’s ass once again. “Fuck...” he hissed, slowly picking up the speed, lavishing in the sensation of those clamped muscles as they stroked him in ways that a hand or mouth could never compete with.

  

With all honest Sasuke had half a mind to accuse Naruto of lying before. How could someone who was a personal sex toy to their father and a fucking fling to their horny teacher, be so damn tight? If Sasuke didn’t know any better he could have swore he was fucking a virgin.

 

Naruto, who was basking in the most intense and pleasurable sex that he’d ever experienced—let out a deep throaty moan when Sasuke's probing member stabbed his prostate dead on. “S-Sas’ke... right there; do that again.” He ordered.

 

“What? This?” Sasuke asked, giving a particularly hard thrust.

 

“FUCK yes, right there!” Naruto moaned; his back arching off the ground.  

 

Reaching down, one at a time, Sasuke looped the back of Naruto’s legs with his hand and placed them on his shoulders. Bearing down on the other, he increased the depth of each thrust, making the blonde moan even louder. By now their pace was more erratic then skilled and for every one of Naruto’s 'harder' or 'faster' demands, Sasuke eagerly obliged.

 

The raven, who was quickly feeling his orgasm reach its peak, pressed even deeper, his right hand reaching down to intertwine with Naruto’s. “Use your free hand and get yourself off.” He commanded. “I want us to cum together.”

 

Naruto nodded and slipped his hand between their sweaty bodies, fisting his arousal eagerly. Even though he didn’t like being ordered around, he wasn’t about to make a scene when he was so close to his second orgasm. Not that he minded it all that much if it was Sasuke who was doing the commanding anyway.

 

In was odd, but throughout the whole time he’d been with the older teen –even when they'd been arguing– Naruto had felt a small undertone of tranquility stirring inside him. It was nice and he was thankful that Sasuke had chosen today to come to the church. That he’d been allotted to opportunity to meet the other boy and share this moment with him. It almost seemed sad, that after this, they were going to plummet to their death.

 

“Are you close?” Sasuke panted, giving the blonde’s hand a firm squeeze.

 

“Yeah,” Naruto replied, increasing the pressure between his own fingers to return the gesture. With a few more mind blowing thrusts, both boys were giving into their release. Naruto’s hand coaxing a stream of white ribbons from his cock, as the clamped muscles in his ass milked his partner’s already softening member.

 

Suddenly pulling out and rolling over, Sasuke collapsed beside the blonde, his breath strained as his lungs sought to take in more oxygen.  After a minute he closed his eyes; flinging one arm over his face as a further device to block out the sun. “Tell me your darkest secret,” Sasuke panted, “something that you’d never think about telling anyone else.”

  

Naruto turned his head and gave the other an odd look. “Y-you go first.”

 

“Chicken-shit,” he smirked. “But alright. That’s the first time –masturbation included– that I’ve ever gotten off without thinking about my brother.”

 

Frowning, the blonde pondered the other’s words. “So wait, even though your brother rapes you, it gets you off?”

 

“Yeah; pretty fucked up concept huh?” Sasuke deadpanned, before shifting his head to view Naruto. “Your turn dobe; spill the beans.”

 

“Don’t call me dobe, teme.” He grumbled; quickly averting his eyes up towards the sky. A nice peaceful silence slithered between them and Sasuke had nearly dozed off when Naruto finally decided to answer. “I... I don’t wanna jump anymore.”

 

Sasuke didn’t respond to that, but instead sat upright. Gathering his shirt he slipped the said article on and zipped his pants up. “Let’s go dobe, we got shit to do.”

 

Naruto watched the raven walk over the ledge and light up a cigarette. Reluctantly he realized that he was going to have to go through with the decision after all. He supposed that he didn’t have the choice though. Sasuke was the only reason he wanted to live, and if the raven was dead-set on ending his life, then he couldn’t really stop him. In that same aspect, if his buddy was going to go diving off the roof, Naruto knew he’d be alone again and right back at square one—feeling that unquenchable need to experience death.

 

Giving an exasperated sigh, he put his own clothes back on and staggered over the metal railing. 

 

“Are you ready dobe?”

 

Naruto shook his head. “Yeah,” he mumbled, forcing a smile when Sasuke grabbed his hand.  This was it. This was the end. He was sure there was no turning back, but he was quickly proven wrong.

 

Much to Naruto’s surprise the older teen turned away from the ledge; instead heading back towards the door that would take them inside the church.  Naruto was baffled. Weren’t they going to jump to their death? Sure he had expressed his desire not to end his life, but Sasuke hadn’t mentioned anything about wanting to live. “W-wait, where are we going?” he asked, following the other through the small office and then down the staircase.

 

“Is your father home right now?”

 

“What? Uh...” Naruto looked down at his watch, noting that it was nearly six o’clock. “No, he works from 3 to 9. Why?”

 

“Cause we’re going to your house to pick up anything you need, and afterwards you’re coming to Oto with me.”  

  

Naruto’s jaw nearly dropped to the floor and he shook his head in disbelief. “Whoa, wait a second. What happened to killing ourselves?”

 

Sasuke shrugged, wedging his fingers in his side pocket to pull out his car keys. “I met you… Change of plans.”

 

~End of Chapter