Hiss and Kiss

Please note – the italicized portion of last chapter was written by Darkalbino, but her WHOLE oneshot is on her profile or under my favorites on fanfiction dot net. Please check it out and give her some lovin’ too. And while the rest I wrote individually, it’s been (highly) approved by Dark. Enjoy!


Hiss and Kiss 2


Naruto grinned to himself as he counted the money in his hand before shoving it into his jeans’ pocket. Sighing contently, he situated one ear bud into his ear while letting the other dangle. He liked to be able to have at least one ear open just in case something happened with it so dark outside. His tan, short sleeved t-shirt wasn’t doing much to keep him warm. Rubbing his arms to rid himself from the chill of the air at close to 3:00 in the morning, Naruto exited the house where the party still raged and began to bob in his step back to his dorm.

He put one hand in his pocket, pushing the money down, grinning as he thought about how he had won it all. His Godfather had once told him that if you put shaken milk into a cup and beer into another, the froth from both look about the same. You can challenge people over and over again to chugging games. You don't get drunk while drinking the milk; meanwhile the other person or people get smashed off the beer.

The night before, he had gotten drunk to the point that he didn't remember much about anything that had happened. Not that it was the first time he’d drunk to the point of not remembering, but it was the first time he’d woken up with a pocketful of cash. He vaguely remembered that he had had some drinking competitions (that he’d won), but other than that, things were a blur. The only reason he had known it had happened was because he’d woken up, half-dressed, with a pocket full of cash. Thankfully his friend Shikamaru had told him what had happened; that he’d made a fool of himself winning a bunch of chugging games.

Wondering if he could make more money the following night yet not get nearly as smashed, he decided to see if the milk and beer trick worked. It wouldn't do for him to get so completely wasted two nights in a row. He could save face; people would think he was drinking yet he could hold his own. Last night…well, he didn’t remember if he had acted like an idiot or not. At least he had gotten money off his stupidity. Then again, he found out that the milk versus beer trick worked so well that he made more money than the night before.

Talk about an easy way to get cash. It also helped that he had an accomplice. His buddy Shikamaru had no problems helping him refill his drink with milk instead of beer, and everyone else was too drunk to notice the difference. At the end of the night, Naruto had given his friend some of his “winnings.” Though thinking of Shikamaru sent his good mood semi-contemplative. They had come to the party together, but his friend had actually decided to stay because there was a girl there who he liked.

For Shikamaru to willingly stay at a party without him or their friend Chouji meant serious business. His lazy friend must really be in love or something.

Love or lust. Lust sometimes made people do crazier shit than people in love.

Naruto's free hand came up to his face where he rubbed his forehead in frustration, angry at himself for so easily giving into the rush of lust he had felt from being with the stranger under the awning and in the library. Since Monday, Naruto hadn't seen the man. Even when he had gone down the same path on campus the rest of the week, and then gone searching for the other in hopes of another chance encounter in the library: nothing. It was like the stranger didn't exist.

Growling low, Naruto turned his music higher, putting Eve 6's "Promise" on to get his good mood back up. It worked in a matter of moments. Naruto bounced along happily, scuffing his feet as he bobbed his head in time with the music. "I promise not to try to fuck with your mind. I promise not to mind if you go your way, and I go mine! " Naruto sang along as he pointed to his head with both fingers, then pointed in front of him, then behind him while his shoulders swayed side to side, his hips swaying the opposite way of his shoulders.

Dancing helped him forget his thoughts as he made his way to his dorm. The security guard stationed there pushed the button to let him in as Naruto waved at him enthusiastically. Naruto sent a "guns up" hello to the man as he swayed to the music and into the elevator. When his feet hit the carpet of his floor, Naruto respectively turned his music down, and only mouthed the words to his song as he danced down the hall to his single dorm room. (He’d had a roommate who had dropped out after a week into the semester, leaving Naruto alone for the rest of the year.)

He opened the door, but didn't bother to flip on the light as the glow from his laptop and the glow from the street lamp outside lit the room enough for him to see. Naruto took off his iPod, wrapped the cord around it, the earbuds flopping as he tossed it on his bed. Stretching, Naruto heard a woman's loud laugh come from outside the window. Curious, Naruto looked out. He didn't recognize the clearly smashed girl as she kept stopping and laughing every few feet even as her date tried to pull her forward. She tugged on his arm laughing at nothing at all. The few other people returning home from their late night parties gave her a wide berth.

Naruto snorted, turning from the window before he whipped his head back around. Naruto practically pressed himself to the window, looking straight into the ebony eyes of the dark-haired stranger.

The other student stood leaning against the street lamp. His arms were crossed. Once again he wore the simple black coat, looking strangely suave and sophisticated like he was waiting for a photographer to take his picture. Even though the loud girl was walking by the stranger, he didn’t bother to look at her.

Naruto focused on the way that the man stared straight to his window. He seemed to be looking right at him, but Naruto wasn’t sure if he could see him or not.

His eyes weren't lidded with lust, but once more the furious and almost hostile glare he had first sent Naruto’s way. Naruto glared back, hoping the man could see him – and his glare – through the window. Making up his mind in a split decision, Naruto ran out of his room and down the hall, pressing the down arrow frantically on the elevator. It seemed to move slower than normal, taking forever to get him to the ground floor. Before the doors had opened more than a crack, Naruto bounded across the lobby and out the front door, receiving a disapproving look from the security guard as he dashed by.

Naruto couldn’t find it in himself to care about how obnoxious he must have looked as a large part of him feared the man would disappear again if he didn’t hurry up and catch him.

When Naruto came running out of his dorm, he was relieved to see that the stranger still stood leaning up against the pole, still glaring darkly at his window.

"Hey!" Naruto said as he got closer. The man tensed briefly before turning to look at Naruto. He raked his cold gaze over Naruto with an even greater disapproving glare than the security guard had given him. The stranger took in his appearance, and his face relaxed, showing almost no expression at all upon further expecting Naruto. Naruto got closer and glared into dark eyes, getting angrier that the look he received had turned blank.

Growling, Naruto put his face close to the other man's.

"Are you stalking me?" Naruto demanded as he poked his finger hard into the man's chest. The stranger didn't flinch and merely smirked.

"You're not drunk," the dark-haired man noted.

"What the fuck? What's it to you if I'm drunk or not? Why the hell are you following me?" Naruto demanded again.

"You had more to drink tonight than last night, yet you seem completely sober. And you were pretty drunk last night. Don’t you remember me walking you back to your dorm and tucking you safely into your bed?"

Shock spread through Naruto. Yes he had been drunk last night. He knew that. Yet, at the same time, he didn't remember what he had done. A strange sensation went through him at the idea that this man knew he had been drunk. He didn't remember what he had done. What if he...what if they…?

The man leaned forward, letting his cheek, chilled from the night air, press against Naruto's right cheek. His lips brushed the hairs above Naruto's ear as he spoke huskily.

"You have such soft, deep blue bed sheets which look good with you lying sprawled naked against them. I love the way your body responds when I kiss the tattoo you have right here." The stranger’s hand slid to press against his right hip, slowly caressing inward.

Naruto's eyes widened. He had a tattoo of a swirl branded into the juncture of the right side of his hip and groin.

His head bobbed slightly as the other's hand pressed into his left cheek, pressing their faces tighter together. Naruto swallowed as the man trailed kisses down his neck.

"You don't remember?" the man asked in between the kisses that tingled against his skin. Naruto felt his mouth go dry.

He should feel angry that he had most likely been taken advantage of while drunk. He should feel annoyed that this man clearly enjoyed the little game of screwing with his mind – and body. He should feel something other than his cock straining against his pants. Yet all he felt was the lust and want that swarmed inside him.

Whatever happened the night before, he had most likely welcomed it.

The lust was clouded with only one other emotion that surprised him: regret. He regretted that he didn’t remember what they had done.

"No," Naruto admitted, closing his eyes as though that would help his memories return. The memory of their encounter in the stairwell was a pretty good indicator of what they had done.

"A pity," the man murmured before he withdrew his warm mouth from Naruto's skin. The hand from his face also slowly withdrew. Naruto's eyes flew opened and he gripped the man's wrist before his hand could venture too far from his face.

"I – you – your name!" Naruto managed, his thoughts still a jumble.

"Is that all you want from me? My name? I want a lot more from you, Naruto," he purred seductively. Naruto glared at the other man, tugging on his wrist harder, slightly annoyed that the other man knew his name.

"Who are you?" Naruto demanded.

"Your lover," the man smirked. Naruto felt his face heat up. "But the name you need to remember to scream out when you cum so hard you can hardly breathe is Sasuke."

"Sasuke?" Naruto murmured huskily at the man’s words, testing the name on his lips like a new flavor. "Sasuke," he repeated. A chill went through the stranger, the stranger named Sasuke.

"I like my name on your lips," he breathed before pressing his lips hard against Naruto's. When Naruto had spoken his name, it did seem to excite him, and he pressed both his hands to Naruto's face as their bodies melded. Naruto moaned into the kiss as he placed his hands to grip tightly onto Sasuke's forearms.

Sasuke.

Sasuke.

Naruto opened his mouth slightly to let his tongue run over Sasuke's lips. He pressed forward, demanding entry to Sasuke's mouth. Instead, Sasuke's tongue battled with Naruto's, pushing his tongue backward while forcing his own into Naruto's mouth, sucking and stroking. He tilted his head to force Naruto's head down slightly even as his pale hands held his face in place.

The passion between them flared as Naruto felt their clothed erections rubbing against each other. Naruto pressed his groin harder into Sasuke’s. Sasuke moaned appreciatively into their kiss, his moan as dark as his seductive voice.

Suddenly Sasuke pulled away leaving Naruto breathless. His hands lingered on Naruto's face as he gave a quick, almost apologetic kiss to Naruto's lips.

"I need to leave. I only came to make sure you returned from your party okay," he explained. Something tugged in Naruto's heart to hear this stranger in everything but name tell him he had wanted to make sure he got home okay. "You were a bit less coordinated last night," Sasuke explained, an amused glint in his eyes.

Naruto didn’t want to dwell too much on why Sasuke was obviously stalking him though he did wonder how long Sasuke had been following him.

"But – I mean – when will I see you again?" Naruto asked, cursing himself at the way his question seemed needy. Sasuke smirked at him.

"I'll find you."

"Can't I have your number or something?" Naruto asked.

"You have my number, even if you don't know it. And I have yours. I've had yours for months now," Sasuke explained as he turned and began to walk away, his shoulders set like nothing had happened between them.

"Sasuke!" Naruto called out as he ran after Sasuke. Sasuke turned, grabbing Naruto's wrist just as Naruto reached out to catch him.

"Good night, Naruto," Sasuke said with a tone of finality to it. Naruto glared at Sasuke who only smirked before releasing his grip and walked coolly away. Naruto looked after the man, watching him walk down the sidewalk, cursing at the man and himself.

Fuck. What had happened the night before?

Naruto stood staring after Sasuke long after he could see any sign of the man who had forced his way into his thoughts – and his pants.

And when the hell had he ever gotten the man’s phone number?


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Hope you enjoyed this chapter! ~ Jelp