The Sound of Dreams

AN: Good morning! I’m glad you all liked Wrong Number! I had a lot of fun writing it! Can’t believe how much response it got. Yes, I will be writing another chapter on it, possibly 2.

Hope you enjoy this chapter as well. Next chapter is a smut alert! But you’ll be able to tell from reading this one. And I do mean smut alert. It is another one of the chapter long sex scenes!

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Chapter 26


Sasuke was already up and about when Naruto awoke the next morning. He vaguely remembered feeling the older ninja sliding in next to him late (or early perhaps) the night before. He gave a stretch and a yawn, noticing that his friend had left him an old lantern to find his way around. Blearily he wondered what he should do first. He knew that Sasuke would be working on the power issue so he wouldn’t have access to hot running water yet. Or any kind of running water for that matter.

His stomach gave a grumble and he decided food was first. He dressed in the black slacks that he usually wore beneath his orange pants out in the cold and in his black sleeveless shirt. He left off his fancier silky shirt and the orange pants for now. He figured if he was going to be cleaning that he didn’t want to get his clothes filthy. Or at least filthier than they already were. He pulled on his sandals, grabbed the lantern and went looking for his dark-haired soon-to-be roommate.

Being underground, the complex was cool but easily bearable. When they started training heavily it would probably be a blessing. After wandering around for almost a quarter of an hour, he finally found the nuke-nin working on some wiring over his head along a wall. His katana and the ugly ass purple bow that usually held it up were leaning against the wall to the side. Having gotten warm at some point, or maybe merely gotten tired of fighting with the loose material of his white gi, he was only wearing a lightweight, sleeveless black high collar shirt that reminded Naruto of part of an Anbu uniform just without the turtleneck. While not skin tight, the cloth molded to his torso enough to give Naruto very firm ideas about the future demise of every gi in Sasuke’s backpack. Added to the effect was that the pale skinned ninja was wearing his black arm and hand-guards, leaving his upper arms bare.

“How long are you going to stand there staring?” that velvety voice asked.

“I'm enjoying the view,” he commented, letting his eyes rove over the toned body.

“Don’t you have some cleaning to do, dobe?” he asked lightly.

"One usually needs water for that," Naruto pointed out.

"I'm sure there are some buckets around here and there is a stream nearby." Sasuke lowered his arms after taping the bare wiring he had been working on and turned around to look at the other ninja. "Was there a particular reason you're here besides to gawk at me?"

"Personally, I think that's a damn good reason," Naruto said with a slight leer. "But actually, I wanted to know if you wanted breakfast."

The dark head of hair shook negatively. "I'll wait 'til lunch. You go ahead."

"Don't forget that I'm not the only one that needs to take care of himself," he reminded sternly.

Sasuke allowed his lips to curl slightly in a small smile. "I'm fine, dobe. Go eat."

"Hn," the blonde replied dubiously.

"That's my line," Sasuke smirked.

Naruto shook his head with a smile and turned to head back. "If you need anything, yell out."

"Hn," he acknowledged.

Naruto located the kitchen and decided to arrange their rooms around that central location. It was easier to move around beds and furniture than it was appliances. After grabbing a quick but tasteless breakfast he looked about, trying to choose which rooms would be converted into living quarters. Rather quickly he had selected areas to use as a bedroom, a study and a sitting/living room (not that he thought they would need the latter much). Close to the kitchen was a room that would suit as a utility/wash room and there was a full bathroom not too far away. There were a lot of other rooms, but he didn't feel a need to empty out and clean any more areas than he had to. This was more space than he had ever had in his life and he felt at a loss what to do with it all.

After making about thirty clones all armed with cloned lanterns, he sent them out in teams of three to scour the complex to retrieve any items that might be useful. It wasn't long before a spare room was filled with all kinds of old clothing, linens and miscellaneous odds and ends. A lot of it they had no need for, but a lot of it could be cleaned up and utilized.

Gathering up a few buckets, he dispersed all but a few clones which he took to go retrieve water. While out at the stream, he quickly caught some fish for lunch to have with the rice. He knew that they would have to do some grocery shopping soon so that they could stock up on some decent food.

Once back inside the base, he and his handful of clones each took a bucket and some cleaning rags and went to work. Time seemed to pass swiftly with only the occasional complaint from the clones about the work load.

To amuse himself he transformed some of the clones with henge to people he knew. Of course it started to degrade into bickering as none of them wanted to be Gai-sensei or Fuzzy Eyebrows. Although the two were worthy of entertainment, none of his clones (and he couldn’t blame them) wanted to end up doing laps around the complex or make some other extravagant promise while roleplaying the taijutsu masters. In the end he had to promise that they wouldn’t have to uphold any “punishments” they set up for themselves as long as they agreed to go around acting like the two men. The next argument naturally was all of the others wanting to be Shikamaru. He had to curtail that one by eliminating the lazy chuunin as an option.

Soon he had everyone sorted out and he looked around in amusement.

Neji was scrubbing the wall muttering, “It is my fate to get every stone perfectly clean.”

Kakashi had a familiar orange book in front of his nose, running the scrub brush over the wall haphazardly.

Gai and Lee were having a contest to see who could clean the floor the fastest, promising to clean the entire base a hundred times while standing on their hands if they lost.

Jaraiya was giggling to himself and taking notes as he looked up Ino’s and Sakura’s skirts while they were cleaning cobwebs from the ceiling. He had his foot stuck in a strap on a brush as he vaguely moved it around on the floor.

His clone of Sai kept trying to grope him in between trips to the soap bucket.

Kiba and Akamaru made up the last two to whom he had to explain that Dynamic Marking wasn’t going to help get the place clean.

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Sasuke walked down the corridor, moving to the next room to test the lights. He had gotten the power up and running for this section of the base a short while ago. Now he just had to move from room to room to turn on the lights to see if they were working correctly.

“Sasuke-kuuuunnnn!” a feminine voice squealed in delight.

He only had time to think ‘What the hell?’ before something bouncy and pink latched onto his arm. He blinked in confusion down at the bubble gum colored hair as the familiar girl thrust her breasts against him.

“S-Sakura?” he asked uncertainly.

“Oh, Sasuke-kun, did you miss me?” she asked with big green eyes, snuggling herself up against him tighter.

He started to try to extract himself, but the miniskirt wearing ninja seemed to have six different arms and they were all clinging to him.

“Forehead girl!! You leave my Sasuke-kun alone!!” another familiar voice hollered.

Sasuke’s head whipped around to spot Yamanaka Ino striding down the hall carrying a water bucket.

“This is my Sasuke-kun, go get your own!” Sakura said vehemently while clutching even tighter to the dark-haired ninja’s arm.

Ino dropped her bucket without spilling it and grabbed his other arm. “But I want this one! I saw him first!!”

“Liar, Ino-pig!! I saw him first, he’s mine!!” the other girl then proceeded to stick her tongue out at the blonde.

“What the hell is going on?” Sasuke finally roared out.

The two girls looked up at him and he could suddenly see the mirth in their eyes. They started to let out a few snickers followed by some suspiciously familiar sounding snorts.

“Naruto!” he growled out.

“Busted!” Sakura squeaked.

“All your fault!” Ino accused.

“Is not!”

“Is, too!”

“Dammit, Naruto!”

Both girls let out an “eep” and took off down the hall.

Sasuke followed, ready to knock some sense into a certain dobe when he heard the hasty, “The warden’s coming, everyone act natural!” There were a few soft “pops” then the sound of whistling.

Sasuke rounded into the room to see about a dozen Naruto’s cleaning the walls, floors and furnishings. They were all dressed in the black shirt and pants that were pulled up to the knees, leaving shins bare. The only other article of clothing was a dark kerchief tied over the blonde hair, reminding him of Genma. They all acted nonchalant and whistled innocently, seemingly intent on their work.

His eyes narrowed at the scene. “What are you up to, dobe?”

“Cleaning,” came the strangely harmonious answer from all twelve mouths.

“Hn,” he said, obviously not impressed with the answer. He reached over and flicked a switch, flooding the room with light. A little cheer went up from the room’s occupants.

“You hungry, teme?” one of the Narutos asked. “I got some fish for lunch.”

“Sounds good,” he admitted.

All but one of the blondes disappeared and that one gave a long, slow stretch. “I was ready for a break anyway,” he grinned.

“Why Sakura and Ino?” Sasuke asked, trying to keep the curious tone out of his voice.

“Huh? Oh, I was bored,” he shrugged, looking away. “So, I put on some different faces.”

“Hn.” Sasuke could guess that Naruto was probably a little lonely. After all, the blonde always seemed to want to be around people, more specifically his friends, all the time. He also knew that he himself wasn’t always the best company. However, he wasn’t sure how to go about reassuring his friend or offering comfort. That wasn’t something that he had been exposed to or had offered anyone in the last few years. “Let’s go eat,” he finally said, feeling rather awkward. “I’ll cook.”

“Thanks, teme,” Naruto said with a sincere smile. The blonde seemed to understand what he wanted to say but couldn’t.

“Hn, it will give me a chance to check out the appliances in the kitchen without you breaking something.”

“Bastard,” the other ninja growled.

“Yeah,” he readily agreed. “But you spent three years looking for me anyway.” He knew the unspoken question was leading and left him wide open, but he couldn’t help but ask it. It was a topic that they hadn’t broached but both knew was there. It was like a wound that was beginning to heal that he couldn’t help but poke at to see if it still bled.

“Yeah, ‘cause even though you’re a bastard, you’re my bastard.” That was Naruto’s way of moving the wound out of range and protecting it.

Those talons tightened around Sasuke’s heart as warmth spread through him, but it was a comforting type of pain. One that let him know that he was still human and that someone could care for him. He shrugged with an emotional clumsiness, not having stretched the muscles of his feelings other than anger or hate for some time.

Naruto draped an arm casually over his shoulders. “C’mon, you promised me lunch!”

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After running the rust out of the water pipes, the first thing that Naruto did was laundry. Again this involved the abuse of his poor clones as a labor force as there were no machines within the complex (or if there were they were buried under rubble). So they got a large wash tub and formed an assembly line within the utility room. He washed, one rinsed and rung out the clothes and another hung them up on a line that they had strung across the room. To make sure they would dry at a reasonable rate, he built up the fire on the hearth and made sure there wasn’t anything flammable within the area before leaving it unattended.

He found Sasuke in the bathroom watching the water swirl down the toilet bowl.

“Exciting,” he commented dryly.

Sasuke made a noncommittal noise before setting the lid down. “The plumbing seems to be working now. We won’t have hot water for a few hours, but the water heater now works.” He turned to see Naruto stripping his clothes off. “I just said we don’t have hot water.”

“Ask me if I care. I’m dirty and I want to be clean.” He pulled out a bath stool and sat down next to the faucet with a spray hose attached. He drew himself a bucket of cool water and began to wash himself down. He heard a rustling and looked when Sasuke pulled out a stool next to him.

The dark-haired shinobi pulled off his armguards and gloves along with his sandals. Once done, he turned to Naruto. “Turn around, dobe and I’ll wash your back.”

Naruto wasn’t dumb enough to refuse an offer like that. He quickly twisted on the stool until his back was presented to his friend. There was the splashing and swirling of water a moment before a washcloth began to rub over the tired muscles in his back. He let out an appreciative moan at the wonderful sensation.

Sasuke felt that erotic moan go straight to his groin. He’d had a pretty good idea where this would lead when he made the offer. If he was real honest, it was the reason why he made the offer. He continued to run his hands over the tanned skin for several minutes, taking his time to feel the strength and latent power in the body before him. He wanted so badly just to lean forward and sink his teeth into that delicious skin at the juncture of shoulder and neck. In just the spot where his lover enjoyed it most. He didn’t know what it was about a naked and wet dobe, but it never failed to turn him on.

“Here comes the rinse,” he warned. He heard the slight hiss of breath at the cold water and saw the body straighten slightly before it shivered. “Let me get your hair.” Naruto relaxed again as he started to massage shampoo into his yellow blonde locks. He made another one of those noises that caused Sasuke to want to throw him down on the tiled floor and molest him. He refrained (barely) and continued to delve his fingers into the thick, silky wet hair.

After he was done, he reached over and turned on the water and pulled out the hose with the spray head. He tested it a moment, making sure the water was clear. “Tilt your head back some.” He carefully rinsed the suds from the long blonde hair, making sure to thread his fingers through so that he could soak it thoroughly. When there was no evidence of soap left, he put the hose up and shut off the water.

Sasuke watched the flex of flesh and muscle as Naruto reached back and wrung the water from his hair. Finally unable to restrain himself any longer, he reached out and ran his hands up the younger male’s sides, sliding over ribs and hard muscle. Naruto’s hands hesitated and then stopped, fingers still tangled in his hair. Sasuke let his hands trail upward, coming around his back then up over shoulders. He gently pushed an arm down out of his way and placed his lips on the slightly chilled skin.

Naruto made a soft sighing sound as he tilted his head to allow the dark eyed boy greater access. Sasuke repressed the noise that swelled in his own throat as he allowed his lips to travel up the tanned column and to an ear lobe that begged for attention. He let his teeth graze the skin, smirking as a hand grabbed his knee to hold on desperately. He slid closer behind the body and felt his other knee gripped similarly as he pushed the hair out of the way to explore the nape of a neck. The heat was starting to radiate off of Naruto’s skin as his excitement increased.

Sasuke teased gently, dragging his teeth across that juncture that he knew was so sensitive. Once he had the body between his thighs squirming the way he wanted it to, he suddenly had that skin between his teeth, biting down quite firmly. Broad shoulders and a firm ass were suddenly pressing into him as Naruto’s back arched with a cry of pleasure.

“Sasuke,” his name was uttered in a gasping breath.

He shivered in response and allowed a hand to trail around in front of the teenager in before him. His hand slid downward, stopping to massage the abs and stroking around a navel. He almost moaned as the skin started to emit a tingling sensation against his palm, encouraging his ministrations.

A hand grasped his wrist and urged him further downward. Taking the hint, he allowed his hand to skim over the hardened length before dipping down to firmly but gently fondle the tightening sac. He felt the reverberation of Naruto’s moan against his chest and he kissed and licked behind the younger man’s ear in appreciation of the sound. Naruto’s wet head dropped back onto his shoulder as his hand encircled the thick cock and began slowly stroking.

“Mmm, as much as I don’t want to interrupt you, why don’t we go somewhere more comfortable?” the blonde murmured huskily. He gently pulled Sasuke’s hand away and stood, drawing the other boy up with him. Ignoring clothes, he led him down the hall a short ways until they arrived at what he had made into their bedroom.

TBC