Love Letters from the Hokage

A/N: So this one is rather long to make up for my lack for writing in forever. Warning: There is smut. Flower smut at that. And Sasuke is very OOC while it happens. I have every intentions of keeping him in character as much as possible outside of sex, but yeah....


Chapter 3

Blue eyes went wide with wonder. The view stretched out before him was truly breath taking. Naruto was having a hard time grasping why Kankuro would take him there, but he couldn’t have been more grateful. They stood on the edge of a tall cliff. The deserts of Suna surrounded the horizon. The sun was just starting to set and the hues of red, orange and yellow meshed perfectly. Red sand seemed to offset the beautiful sunset more perfectly than anything the blonde could have found in Konoha. He turned his wonder filled orbs to the older boy.

“This is amazing,” he whispered.

“Yeah,” Kankuro chuckled. “Its my favorite thing about the desert. This is a good one too, you’re lucky.”

Naruto nodded his agreement. He felt lucky. How many people got to see something like that even once in their lifetime? Well, people outside of Suna. The excitement was fading when it dawned on him the people who lived there were luckier than he was.

“Makes me wish I lived here. Everything is so… not complicated here.”

“Want to tell me what’s wrong now?”

“Nah, there’s nothing to tell!”

Hands were folded and placed behind the head covered in bleach-blonde hair. That trademark grin spread across the whiskered face as Naruto turned to face the person standing beside him. Kankuro rolled his eyes.

“Whatever. Well, don’t stick around too long.”

“You aren’t staying?”

“Nah. I actually have things to do. I used you as an excuse to get away for a minute,” the older teen admitted with a laugh.

Naruto stuck his tongue out and turned back to watch the sunset. He heard Kankuro leave and sighed heavily. He sat down to watch the sun finish its descent. Things were so uncomplicated in that moment. Naruto’s carefree attitude allowed him to watch the sunset without any distress. When the first of the stars were shining in the darkening sky the boy left. He returned to the rooms the group would be staying in with a wider smile than he had left with. Sakura and Sai had already collapsed to get some rest by the time he got back. Kakashi had found himself a nice corner to read. He raised his hand in greeting when the door opened to admit the blonde.

“Yo,” his teacher said.

“They went to sleep early,” Naruto laughed.

“We are leaving early tomorrow. You should sleep at least a little,” Kakashi suggested.

“Yeah, yeah. I’ll sleep soon.”

The boy followed his statement with a large yawn and a stretching motion. He found the empty bed and fell backwards onto it. He raised his arm to cover his face. He didn’t bother to remove his shoes or even find a blanket. He hadn’t honestly thought he would be asleep within only minutes.

^_____^

The rest of the trip seemed to take almost no time at all. The other countries had been eagerly awaiting the arrival of Konoha diplomats to gather the lists of genins. It had only taken two weeks to gather the other lists and return to Suna to collect the last one. Naruto had, of course, complained loudly during the trip that he needed more action in his life. Kakashi had only managed to shut him up by promising to submit his name for the upcoming exam. It was the day after their return that Naruto was walking the streets of the village in search of something to eat when he noticed the absence of the two Uchihas that seemed to plague his life. The lack of Itachi only calmed him down. The lack of Sasuke was mildly unnerving.

The thought of Sasuke being sent on a more exciting mission than him drove him insane. Even if it was Itachi’s plan to keep Sasuke away from Naruto for as long as possible, or even getting his brother killed, it just irked Naruto that the teme would see more action than him. Such thoughts turned his bright face into a sulk. He was found kicking a pebble along in front of him as he walked.

“Hey, Naruto,” Sakura called out happily.

“Huh?”

The blonde looked over his shoulder with his typical confused and slightly stupid-looking face. Sakura suppressed a giggle when she saw the way his posture slumped and his general attitude had lost its usual sparkle.

“What’s wrong?” she demanded as she approached him.

“Oh, nothing really….”

“Don’t give me that, Naruto! I’ve known you forever, I know when something is wrong.”

Naruto nodded at that. She was right, of course. He took a deep breath and turned to face her completely. His hands found their way to his pockets. He tried to put on the best smile his mood would allow.

“I can’t find Sasuke. And with Itachi lurking around every corner it seems and Sai hovering looking for a good show… well its starting to wear me down.”

“Oh, Naruto….”

“Its okay, really,” the boy laughed, raising his hands instantly and waving them in front of his chest. “I’m just whining some more.”

Sakura frowned and wrapped her arms around her friend in a hug. She had so many things she wanted to say. None of which would have made him feel any better, so she settled for an hug and silence. Naruto returned the hug, using his arms around her waist to pull her close. She didn’t hit him, or yell at him that time. Just this once she would endure, she told herself. The embrace lasted several minutes before Sakura finally cleared her throat and Naruto jumped back with a few dozen apologies.

“Let’s just go have some lunch,” the pink haired girl said with a rich laugh.

“Hai!”

The blonde was bounding behind her at that like a puppy. His face was once again bright as he asked if they could have ramen. The girl agreed and warned him that she would only buy him two bowls. Anymore than that and she would go broke in one sitting. Their trip to Ichiraku’s was short. Naruto’s body had been subconsciously leading him there in his wandering. It was only minutes after sitting down and ordering that Naruto and the shop owner were bickering over something else. The blonde thought he truly did deserve a discount, or at least a free bowl after his first two. The owner would never agree to anything to boy said and always just threatened to not serve him anymore in the end. When Naruto sat back in defeat, a familiar laugh rang out near him. He shivered and turned in his seat to glare at the boy behind him.

But, he wasn’t the only spectator the blonde had. The shiver ripped through his body again when his eyes fell on his teammates acquaintance. The way the tanned skin paled and the shocked face the boy displayed had his teammate laughing harder. Sai fell to the ground holding his sides. Sakura had joined Naruto in glaring at the pale boy at that point.

“It is not that funny,” the girl said in a tone that promised pain if the other boy did not stop.

Sai waved a hand in the air to signal he was trying to cease his fit of giggles. She continued to watch him. The two remained oblivious to Naruto and their Rokudaime. Itachi was smiling politely and keeping his distance. Naruto had wiped the shock from his face and replaced it with another of his confused expressions. He had stayed just as pale.

“I am glad to see you returned unharmed,” Itachi spoke softly.

“Y-yeah,” Naruto stammered.

“May I join you?”

“No” was the first thought to cross Naruto’s mind. His mouth was open and ready to form the word even. But he was torn. Could he really say no to the Hokage? Oh, how he hated this! And the way Itachi was batting his eyelashes was just…. Wait a second. Batting his eyelashes?! Naruto looked again. There was no movement in the man’s face. He must have imagined it. Yes, that would be it. He imagined it.

“I would be honored to pay for your lunch,” Itachi added.

Naruto scowled. And on top of it all, the man knew his weakness.

“Alright,” he conceded.

Itachi’s smile widened a bit and secured a seat next to the blonde. Naruto inched closer to Sakura in his chair. Sai had picked himself up and taken the seat on the other side of Itachi.

“Why are you always here?!” Naruto yelled suddenly.

“Wouldn’t miss this for the world,” Sai promised with a wink.

Sakura turned her face away from Naruto and resumed eating her ramen. Naruto was yelling at Sai to go away while Itachi calmly ordered his own ramen and explained to the owner that he would pay for everyone’s lunch. The group was too caught up in their own moment to notice the villagers that had started to gather to watch their Hokage relaxing with the teens. When the crowd had gotten slightly on the large side, Ibiki seemed to appear out of nowhere and dispersed of the crowd almost silently. The only thing the shinobis noticed was the lack of noise after awhile.

“So, where IS Sasuke anyways?” Naruto asked after his second bowl of miso ramen.

“I have sent him on a special mission,” Itachi answered.

“What kind of mission?” Sakura inquired, eager to join a conversation about Sasuke.

“He is protecting someone.”

“Who?” the girl pressed.

“Your old teacher.”

“Kakashi-sensei?” Naruto mused, tilting his head to one side as he imagined Sasuke before forced to follow the man around and possibly taking a stray kunai for the man.

“No. Iruka.”

The collective silence did not phase the Uchiha. Sakura’s chopstick fell onto the floor. Sai had tilted his head to mimic Naruto. The blonde’s eyes had widened and the scene in his head changed. After his short fight with his former sensei, he could not see the man ever needing protecting. His brows furrowed as he tried to fathom what Iruka might have ever gotten himself into that required protection from a Sharingan wielder.

“Why?” Naruto finally whispered.

“Because I feel it is the best place for Sasuke right now,” Itachi stated.

“That’s not all, is it?” Sakura said with a small growl to her voice.

Itachi turned his smile to her. His vision fell on Naruto momentarily. Just long enough to see that in the boy’s thought, the noodles that had been on their way to his mouth had fallen in his lap.

“No, it is not,” he answered. “Naruto-kun, you dropped your ramen.”

“I what?”

The boy looked down. His face heated up at the sight. Sure, he was clumsy, but he could not ever remember dropping something so sacred. He was putting down his chopsticks to pick the noodles up when Itachi’s head lowered into his lap. Sakura squeaked beside him. The boy was numb and unmoving. He could faintly feel the man’s tongue against the stretched material of his pants. The exchange took mere seconds. It felt like it took hours. This gorgeous creature beside him was doing something highly erotic. Sai was silent as he watched. Sakura had jumped out of her seat and was holding her nose as she ran around the shop. Naruto watched with wide eyes as Itachi ate the noodles from his lap. The man raised his head to moment the black pants were once more free of stray noodles. Naruto fell backwards in his chair. Blood was running down his chin and his face was pale again. Sai burst out in more laughter.

Naruto screamed at that point. He rolled off the chair and over to the side of it, still on the ground. He held his nose much like Sakura had. Itachi wiped the corners of his mouth and returned to his meal. Sakura was kneeling beside Naruto and handing him a tissue with a weak smile a few minutes after the time she had run off. Naruto took the tissue and went through the actions of cleaning himself off. His weary gaze stayed on the person that had put him in such a state. Sakura stayed beside him in case she was needed. They both watched as Itachi finished the last of his ramen and paid the owner. He then stood and smiled down at the two.

“That is why I sent him off to Iruka.”

With that, their Hokage walked away. Sakura sighed when she comprehended he meaning of his words. She spotted Sai leaning on the counter they had eaten on still fighting to calm his laughing. She ignored the raven and picked Naruto up off the ground.

“What did he mean?” the boy asked her.

“Don’t worry. Why don’t you come home with me today.”

^_______^

A scowl graced Sasuke’s features as he watched Iruka perform another useless ninjutsu. Useless by the Uchiha definition. The young aspiring shinobis watching the chuunin were awed by the show. Sasuke assumed such a jutsu was more for doing just that rather than doing something the kids would actually use in a mission one day. Which brought the Uchiha’s thought back to his own mission. He was charged with looking after the grown man before him. It made no sense. Iruka was more than capable of taking care of himself. He did not need and sixteen-year-old watching his back for him. Sasuke was seething inside. Of course he knew the real reason behind such an assignment. His brother wanted him away from Naruto. Sasuke’s presence in the blonde’s life had made things much more difficult on the new Hokage.

Iruka was assigning the class he taught something akin to homework. He told the children they would all have to show their version of the jutsu shown to them in three day’s time. The kids ran eagerly from the room when they were dismissed. Each had a lot to tell their friends about how they would go about perfecting the jutsu for themselves. Sasuke rolled his eyes as the kids rushed past him. He had been standing against the back wall while Iruka taught. The look in the brown eyes watching him told him that the chuunin was no more happy about the situation than Sasuke himself was. The boy had been given the mission the same day Naruto and company had gone off the gather the lists for the upcoming chuunin exams. The weeks had given the two Konoha ninjas enough time to establish their routine.

Sasuke had moved in with Iruka to be closer. They basically did everything together, with some small amounts of time for private matters. It had not taken longer to introduce Sasuke into the world that was Iruka’s classroom. Seeing things from his current perspective, Sasuke had found himself passing the boring hours wondering if he truly used to be like such kids. They hung on Iruka’s every word. Sasuke now saw the class for what it really was. They would teach someone the very basics of using your chakras and the basics of a fight. At least that way the jounin you ended up assigned to would not have to waste time showing you how to hold a kunai. For those with shinobi parents, these things seemed like common knowledge. Those kids crazy enough to want to be the first ninja in the family, such teachings were very much needed. Sasuke sighed. It was so trivial to him now. He even found himself thinking of such things more than he would have ever thought possible. He would have to blame being too close to Iruka for so long.

“Are we done?” he asked.

“Yes, I suppose so,” Iruka answered wearily.

“Tired?” Sasuke mused, arching a brow.

“Yes, I guess I am,” the man chuckled.

“Hn.”

“Ne, Sasuke-kun. Would you like to see something?”

Sasuke’s brow arched higher yet. He pushed himself off the wall and stood up straight. He wasn’t sure he wanted to know what “something” was. Still, it would be the first time the two conversed just to be friendly. All conversations had been centered around what they had to do to accommodate to Sasuke’s mission. Still, his interest was tweaked. It had been so long since Sasuke did anything other than a mission or protecting
Naruto from Itachi’s advances. Maybe it would be nice to do something else for a change.

“Sure,” he shrugged.

“Great. Let’s go change first. This vest can get a little hot.”

The boy nodded. He followed his new roommate out of the school building and down the road back to the small one bedroom apartment. The lack of space had the raven sleeping on the couch. His stuff had to be stored in a wooden trunk brought over from the Uchiha district. By far the most difficult task had been learning to share a bathroom. While there had been no incidents as of yet, it seemed to only be a matter of time. Luckily, they were each rather clean people as therefore easy to live with. Iruka had gone immediately to his own room and started to change his clothes. Sasuke decided to follow suit. His regular clothes had too many places for holding his weapons. He had told himself he would approach the adventure with enough weaponry to defend and protect if needed. There was no need for everything he owned. He donned a simple pair of pants and black shirt. It was much more comfortable that way. Iruka surprised the boy by exiting his room with a similar attire. The bright smile also caught him off guard.

“If you don’t mind, I was going to show you my favorite place to relax,” the brunette told him.

“Sure,” Sasuke replied smoothly.

The smile brightened a little more. It showed more of the signs of a genuine smile at that point. Iruka led the way out of the apartment, locking the door once more and slipping the key in his pocket. He pointed out the direction they would be taking before starting off in a run. He explained that his place was far enough away from the village that running would be the only way to be sure they would get there and back before dark, with some allotted time to relax. Sasuke had told the man he didn’t mind a good run. He followed closely, still in the perfect position and defend and protect as needed. Despite his little field trip, he was still “on the job.” He would not let anything mess it up because he had wanted a break. Shinobis did not get vacation time. The trip through the woods surrounding Konoha was a silent one. The trees were flying past the two quickly.

Running considered, it still took them a little over an hour before the tree thinned out to nothing. Iruka slowed to a stop when all they could see was a flat land of grass. He took a deep breath and looked over his shoulder. Sasuke had started slowing down as soon as the clearing had come into sight. He knew there wasn’t always trees everywhere in the world. He had seen his fair share of flat, barren areas. It was, however, his first time seeing an actually meadow. There were small flowers of all varieties scattered across the meadow. The sight wasn’t something one would call gorgeous or magnificent, yet it was very beautiful in its own way. It was serene. Sasuke could see why Iruka would come to relax. He followed the man’s example and took a deep breath. The air was clean. The fresh smell of such pure air tinted with the flowers was soothing.

“What do you think?” Iruka whispered.

“Its nice,” Sasuke whispered back.

It seemed like talking any louder would break the spell. Sasuke stepped forward until he was standing beside Iruka. The man chuckled unrepentantly Sasuke tilted his head to one side and looked up to the chuunin with a questioning expression. Iruka shook his head and held up his hands.

“Gomen. It just looked like all your stress disappeared the moment you stepped forward. The furrowed eyebrows you always have eased up.”

Sasuke tried to scowl but found he didn’t have it in him. He settled for a chuckle in response.

“I guess so.”

Iruka’s chuckle turned into something like a soft giggle. He looked out over the meadow and took in the sight. He let his body relax and he stepped farther into the grass. Sasuke stayed behind and just watched as the man stopped several feet away to pick up a flower. He inhaled the plant’s scent and looked back over his shoulder. Sasuke blinked a few times before meeting the gaze directed at him. The Uchiha decided the light was playing tricks on him. Iruka seemed to be sparkling. It was making the boy blush. He had never seen someone look so pretty before. Or maybe the word was handsome, since it was a man he was thinking about. No, it was a trick. Men were not supposed to look like that in the eyes of a straight guy anyways. Sasuke looked away from the brown eyes again. It was best to stop looking lest his mind start believing the trick.

It was because of his action of looking away that the boy did not notice when Iruka started walking back to him. Iruka was twirling the flower between two fingers with the stem. He slipped one hand in his pocket nonchalantly and stopped a mere three feet away from the boy. Sasuke risked another glance when he saw a pair of sandals enter his vision. Iruka’s eyes seemed a little darker. He wore a coy smile as he inhaled the scent of the flower again. He offered the delicate thing out for Sasuke to smell.

“It has a really nice smell,” he said, as if to explain why he wanted Sasuke to sniff the flower.

The boy leaned over and sniffed at the flower held out for him. The sweet scent had only just brushed his senses when an arm shot out and wrapped around his waist. He was crushed to a strong chest with a sudden force. Onyx eyes widened and he tilted his neck up to look up Iruka’s body. The man was staring down him. His eyes were definitely darker. The smile had faded, but the face looking at him was not stern. It was almost curious. Sasuke swallowed hard and tried to pull back. The arm around him held him in place.

“Wh-what are you doing?!” the raven demanded.

“Am I making you uncomfortable, Sasuke?”

“N-no.”

“Then why are you stuttering?”

Sasuke bit his tongue. He steeled himself. His body tensed a little and he hardened his gaze.

“I’m not stuttering.”

“You were.”

Heat flooded the boy’s face as he looked into the dark eyes above him. Iruka allowed a chuckle at the way Sasuke blushed in his embrace. He took the flower he held and let it fall lightly against his cheek while he held it with the same two fingers he had been spinning it around with. The light touch made the teen jump slightly. The movement forced some distance between the two bodies. Iruka almost winced. It was more than apparent that Sasuke could easily overpower him and rip free at any time. The man had to assume he had either just managed to catch the boy by surprise and render him temporarily unable to react or that Sasuke was just as curious as he was. The flower’s petals kissed the pale skin softly as Iruka drug it across Sasuke’s cheek and nose. The boy scrunched his nose when the petals tickled his nose.

The chuunin closed to new space between them by stepping forward. He left only enough space so that he could lean down when he wanted to. He continued to direct the flower’s path across Sasuke’s nose to the neglected cheek. Next was the boy’s jaw. Iruka’s twirled the flower between his fingers as he pulled its direction down to skate across the strong jaw line. Sasuke muffled the noise escaping his throat well. He could not, however, hide the new light in his own eyes. His head tilted up to allow the flower’s petals more access to his skin.

“Enjoying yourself?” Iruka whispered suddenly into his ear.

Sasuke blinked twice. It took his mind a moment to comprehend the question. He shook his head no with a severely delayed reaction. He only earned himself another chuckle from the man holding him.

“I think you are.”

“A-am not.”

“You’re stuttering again.”

Sasuke’s eye widened. Well, he had a good reason, didn’t he?! The man was driving him insane with a fucking flower! Let alone the fact that only minutes beforehand Iruka had been as docile as ever. The boy had no idea what would have brought out such a side of his former sensei. The man had never even seemed capable of such actions. When Sasuke remembered that this was in fact his old teacher teasing him into arousal with a flower, he found the strength and resolve he had been lacking and pulled free from the hold Iruka had on him. It was quite simple. Sasuke was undoubtedly stronger than the other shinobi. He took a few steps back once he propelled his body back enough to break the man’s grip. He glared at Iruka and his flower.

“What are you doing anyways?!” Sasuke demanded.

“What does it look like I’m doing, Sasuke?”

“S-something you shouldn’t be….”

“Why?”

Why? Why what? Why was he doing it, or why shouldn’t he be doing it? Sasuke had no good answer to either question.

“Because,” was the answer he settled for.

Iruka’s eyes narrowed a little. Not really in a menacing way, more so just to see Sasuke a bit clearer. The look still sent a shudder down Sasuke’s spine. He felt like he was a defenseless animal staring at a predator that had him cornered with no escape in sight. It was not a feeling the boy particularly enjoyed. The look only lasted a few moments before a twisted smile replaced it. The smile was almost worse.

“Oh, because. Yes, that makes perfect sense. So, all I have to do is not do that anymore, right?” Iruka said slowly, as if he was still thinking over his own words.

“I…. Well, I suppose,” Sasuke mumbled.

The boy pulled his bottom lip between his teeth and chewed on it. He feared moving and drawing more attention to himself. Iruka directed his gaze up to the tree tops behind Sasuke. His brow furrowed as he thought more about a different approach. He had idly brought the flower back up to his nose and he was inhaling the sweet scent once again. With the fresh wave of something so comforting to him, Iruka’s previous resolve strengthened. His body was once again tingling with the lust driven fire in his blood. A smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth. He cleared his throat to steady his features. Sasuke’s face had regained the confused expression it had temporarily abandoned. Iruka stepped forward slowly. His posture suggested his earlier intentions, whatever they had been, were gone. He had arranged his face into his usual caring smile. He held out the hand not holding his flower in a welcoming gesture.

“I won’t, I promise,” he reassured Sasuke.

“How do I know that?” Sasuke voiced his fears with a glare.

Iruka laughed richly and held his hands up as if he were surrendering. He was still working to close the distance between, but he moved slowly so as to not raise alarm in the genin before him.

“I don’t suppose you could just trust me?” he asked wearily.

“…. I guess I don’t have a reason not to.”

Iruka closed his eyes tightly. Sasuke’s voice had held the hint of a whine. It way the raven looked away suggested he was embarrassed with himself. Iruka found it immensely harder to control his urges in that moment. He took a shaky step forward. He held his hand out again.

“I would still like to show you something, if you don’t mind.”

The man forced his gentle smile to caress his face. Sasuke eyed the hand reaching for him carefully. He hesitated for longer than a moment as he thought about it. He had shown the brunette he was stronger and could get away from any unwanted situations. His confidence in himself won out in the end. Sure, he wasn’t sure if the man he had been ordered to protect would repeat his prior actions, but he was positive he could escape if needed. He took a deep breath and nodded. His hands found their way into his pockets and he stepped past Iruka in a few long strides. He threw a coy look over his shoulder.

“Aren’t you supposed to lead the way, though?”

“Y-yeah.”

Iruka swallowed hard and took his place in front of the boy to lead him farther into the meadow. As they walked, Iruka kept the flower’s petals near his nose. The grass around them held more areas where assorted flowers had sprouted as they walked. Sasuke was once more sucked into the beauty of nature as they walked. He remained blissfully ignorant of the condition his former sensei was in. That alone was what probably sealed his fate in the meadow. Iruka only let himself suffer until the two were much too far away from the trees that no one would have been able to see them, had they been followed. Sasuke had paused to kneel and touch a plant he had never seen before. The disappearance of his footsteps had brought the chuunin in front of him to a halt.

Sasuke was smiling as he touched the feathered leaves of the plant. The way the light from the sun overhead shone down was enough to make Iruka almost forget he was looking at a sixteen year old boy. His arm had fallen to his side at that same instant. Sasuke’s raven hair was framing his face on one side perfectly and hanging inches away from his face on the other. His eyes looked more brown than black in the moment. Iruka stepped forward and kept his eyes locked on the boy. Sasuke’s shirt was still too big for him. In his crouch, the top of the shirt was hanging away from his chest and teasing the person watching him with a glimpse of his chest. The hand not caressing the plant was resting on a knee carelessly. The smile then turned upwards to Iruka. It was too innocent for such a person as Uchiha Sasuke.

It only took seconds for Iruka to push Sasuke back into the grass and straddle his waist. It seemed to them both they had only just blinked and there they were. The weight of the man on top of him was not enough to make Sasuke flinch or protest. He actually found it almost comforting.

“What are you doing?” Sasuke whispered.

Iruka didn’t answer. Instead, he took the flower in his hand and brushed it across Sasuke’s forehead. Both shinobis shudder. Iruka swallowed hard to keep the noises in his throat at bay. Sasuke, however, whimpered. The flower drug down his forehead and cheek. Iruka lowered his head until it hovered centimeters from the soft petals and the softer skin they touched. The man could hear Sasuke’s breathing becoming more and more labored. When the delicate object touching him found his lips, he squirmed underneath the body pinning him down.

“No. Stop it,” he said firmly.

“I did stop. I stopped what I was doing earlier,” Iruka growled.

Sasuke’s eyes widened. He squirmed more at the hunger in the man’s voice.

“N-no, I don’t like this,” he said with more strength to his own voice.

“You don’t?”

Words failed the usually confident teen. The flower touching him and the mouth hovering above him moved down to his exposed neck. He shuddered violently and moaned. The sensual stroking was clouding his mind. He could feel Iruka’s hot breathing on his skin. It only served to heat his blood faster. He closed his eyes tightly and tried to remember the last thing that was said. He wanted to shout for the man to put an end to this all. He didn’t understand what was happening. But he could no longer find the strength to say no. One warm hand slid his shirt off his shoulder. Compared to the air around his neck, the gentle breeze flowing through the meadow was cold. The now exposed nipple hardened. Sasuke whimpered again and wiggled around. He was searching to press his body closer instead of getting away. The flower was traveling towards his chest.

Sasuke’s face was as red as his favorite food as the hand that had exposed him covered his nipple. The nub was pinched lightly. Sasuke was thoroughly confused. The sensations on his chest was overwhelming, but the flower and Iruka’s mouth making their way down to meet the hand touching him was just as distracting. His head was swimming dangerously. Sasuke hated not knowing what was happening. He hated not having control. So the erection forming underneath his pants was much to confusing for him to make sense of. He tried once more to protest in hopes of gaining some control over at least his own thoughts before his let his old teacher seduce him completely.

“Please stop,” he begged.

“Do you really, truly, want me to?”

The breathing on his already heated flesh pulled back. Strong lips descended on his own. The way Iruka claimed the kiss sent Sasuke’s body arching upwards and his head soaring into the clouds. He found coherency to be completely abandoned by his mind. Words seemed like they would never leave his mouth again. At least, none that would make any sense. He wrapped his arms tightly around Iruka’s neck. To hell with being in control, to hell with understanding what was going on even. Sasuke moaned and Iruka took his opportunity to slip his tongue inside Sasuke’s mouth and taste more of the body he was touching. The flower he had been caressing Sasuke with continued down. His hand had left his nipple so the petals could tease him instead.

The moans leaving the younger one’s throat grew louder. Iruka used his free hand to hold himself above the pale body under him. He left the flower touch the boy instead. Somewhere along the way, Sasuke’s other shoulder was exposed. The kisses finally trailed down the pale neck tilting back in pleasure. The flower had covered Sasuke’s chest in feather light touches before Iruka’s mouth was on his newly bared shoulder. Sasuke wasn’t sure when his hands had found their way into Iruka’s hair. His whimpers and moans were somewhere between begging and just voicing the intense feelings. He was sure his blood was living fire pounding through his veins. He was painfully aware when Iruka pulled his away from his shoulder to watch him. The flower stayed on him, moving down his abdomen. His shirt had been untied and laid fully open. His arms were still in the sleeves. His eyes were begging Iruka to lean back down and kiss him, his arms still holding onto his neck, only not as tight with the larger distance between them.

Iruka eyes were burning with his lust. The deep brown staring into black orbs was enough to consume Sasuke’s soul it felt like. The weight of the man’s unspoken lust was enough to make breathing even harder on the teen. The Uchiha tried to sit up. He was pushed back gently with the hand holding the flower. Iruka shook his head.

“I’d rather have you lying down,” he explained with a smile.

“D-don’t you want me?” Sasuke mumbled.

Fear touched on Sasuke’s words. He was too far gone in the situation now to care what deeper meaning his words would have. He only feared that the touches would stop and he would be left cold once again. He didn’t want that no matter the cost.

“Oh, I do Sasuke. But I do not know if you want me.”

“I-I do! Please don’t leave me!”

Iruka smiled sadly at the words. So innocent, and so demanding. Sasuke pouted and tried to cling tighter to the man. Iruka couldn’t help but chuckle.

“Only moments ago you were saying no,” the chuunin reminded him.

“That doesn’t matter.”

Sasuke scowled as he looked away. His face was tinted pink with his embarrassment at his confession. He wasn’t lying. It didn’t matter to him anymore. He just wanted more. The flower danced across his skin once again. His stomach fluttered wildly as the new path trailed down to the cloth covering his arousal. He allowed his eyes to slide closed for a moment to moan appreciatively. Iruka chuckled again and watching the way the boy’s delicate facial features changed under his forming desires. The boy’s brow was furrowed with anticipation. His nose was scrunched up adorably. Sasuke’s tongue whipped out to lick his lips. His chest rose and fell heavily. Iruka removed his body from Sasuke’s for better access to the pants. Sasuke whimpered at the lost pressure but calmed himself when a hand fell on his covered arousal.

Iruka proved to be quite skilled at removing the boy’s pants, along with his own clothes, with only one hand. The other continued to direct the flower he had picked earlier down to the smaller waist line. Sasuke propped himself up on his elbows to watch as the soft thing made its way to his cock. Iruka watched Sasuke all the while. He revealed in the sight of Sasuke enraptured by passion. The thick, leaking head of the teen’s cock was darkened to an almost crimson. The dark color contrasted nicely with the lighter petals of the flower. Iruka separated the pale thighs before him with a gentle touch to crawl between them. He collected the liquid shining on the tip of Sasuke’s erection with his thumb. The flower grazed along the sensitive veins on the shaft.

Sasuke’s breath caught in his throat when Iruka brought his thumb to his lips. The digit paused as Iruka’s locked their gazes once more. A mischievous gleam in the brunette’s eyes made Sasuke wiggle. The finger changed directions all at once. Before Sasuke could even blink, the thumb was pressing against his hidden entrance. He jumped at the contact. His mouth opened to protest only for him to find himself fastened in another searing kiss. Iruka’s thumb was forced past the tight muscles with his own pre cum as a lubricant. Sasuke maneuvered under the intrusion to find some kind of comfort among the foreign feeling. It was not painful really and he took comfort in that at least.

Iruka held his mouth in a kiss was he swirled his thumb inside the boy to coat the inner walls with the only source of lube he had. Once he was sure there was no more of the substance on his thumb, he withdrew the digit and the kiss. His index finger was slid into his mouth and covered in saliva quickly before taking the place his thumb had occupied. Sasuke’s nose scrunched again but he remained silent.

“Am I hurting you?” Iruka asked with genuine concern.

“No. Its weird,” Sasuke informed him through gritted teeth.

“Is this your first time doing anything like this?” the man pressed on.

“Y-yes.”

Iruka sighed and stopped moving his finger. Sasuke threw his arms tighter around Iruka’s neck than before and crushed his chest into Iruka’s.

“Please don’t stop. Its fine.”

“Sasuke….”

“Please!”

Iruka held his breath for a moment while he thought. Sasuke shook his ass enough to move the finger inside him deeper. Although the feeling was still strange, the teen was sure he wanted more and needed a definite way to show the brunette. Iruka only held his hesitation and breath a little longer before giving in. His finger pushed inside Sasuke’s entrance as far as it could. He wasted no time adding the next. At the sudden stretching, Sasuke cried out and buried his face in Iruka’s shoulder. The chuunin eased Sasuke back down into the grass.

“It will be easier like this,” he told the teen as he tried coaxing the grip the boy had on him to loosen by moving his head.

He had somehow managed to keep the flower on the boy’s cock while he had started to prepare him. Sasuke nodded at the softly spoken words and released Iruka. He looked down to see the flower still touching him. He focused on the stirrings the flower was causing in him rather than the way Iruka moved his fingers to stretch his muscles. He winced when another finger was added minutes later but said nothing. The flower was the only thing holding Sasuke to reality. His eyes stayed locked on the object until in was finally discarded and the fingers withdrew from him. Iruka cupped his cheek and brought Sasuke’s eyes to his face.

“I’ll need you to do something for me to make this easier,” he explained with a smile.

“What’s that?” Sasuke breathed.

“I can’t do it myself. You won’t want me entering you without… something slick.”

Sasuke thought about the underlying meaning for a moment before blushing and looking down at Iruka’s lap for the first time. The neglected erection the older man sported was a deeper color than his own and large enough to make Sasuke panic for a moment. He could only imagine the pain about to come, for he was positive at this point it was going to hurt a lot more than he had previously thought. He nodded anyways and dipped his head down. He touched his tongue to the tip of Iruka’s cock. He blushed at the way to member twitched at the contact. He smiled at the faint taste now on his tongue before swallowing the needy arousal as completely as he could. Sasuke was only there for a few moments. Only long enough to draw a moan from Iruka and have his head forced back up. A think trail of saliva stuck to his bottom lip as his mouth was pulled away from Iruka’s cock.

Black eyes looked up when a soft finger wiped the matter away from his lips. Iruka took a hold of his shoulders and pushed him to his right. Sasuke allowed himself to be turned around. He felt a hand on the curve of his back pushing him down into a kneeling position where he held his weight on his hands. His shirt had been the only clothing not discarded. The white material was bunched up to his shoulder blades to show off his full back side to his lover. Iruka moved his hands down to hold the boy’s hips.

“Spread your knees a little more for me Sasuke,” Iruka commanded.

Sasuke nodded and obeyed. Iruka could not see the boy’s head, only the tips of raven spikes with the way Sasuke’s head hung down. The tip of Iruka’s cock pressed against Sasuke’s pucker and forced its way inside the tight ring of muscles. Sasuke bit into his lip to muffle his scream.

“I know it hurts, but it will hurt more if I don’t press on while I can,” Iruka announced with his tone laced with a harshness.

“I’ll be fine,” Sasuke growled.

He was lying, but Iruka knew if he didn’t do as he had told the boy the pain truly would be worse. Saliva was always a poor excuse for lube. In the back of his mind, a voice told him how desperately he wished he could change things for Sasuke’s first time. The urgency in his system outweighed the voice and Iruka pushed on. He winced as he forced his arousal all the way into the boy. The earsplitting scream did nothing to help his guilt. Sasuke’s muscle held him in a deathly painful grip. The older man wanted to cry out himself but bit his tongue. He waited for Sasuke’s hoarse screams to die down and he reached down with one hand to stroke the softened cock back alive. He hoped for the pleasure of such actions to soothe the pain quicker.

Sasuke was grinding his teeth together before the hand fell on him. Strangled noises could still be heard from him. Tears were pouring freely down his face no matter how hard he tried to contain his reactions. He felt like he was being torn apart. His body ached and the heat from his rear was too much to handle. Yet through it all he could still feel the way Iruka’s hand felt stroking him back into his passionate state of being. He hissed a string of curses but let himself feel the way Iruka massaged him. It took several minutes of soothing whispers before Sasuke’s breathing was calm and his arousal back at full force.

He pushed back with his hips when he was ready as a signal. Iruka kept his pace with his hand and responded to the nudge. He pulled himself out slightly and pushed back into Sasuke. The boy hissed and closed his eyes again. But at that point, Iruka’s patience had started to wane.

“Sasuke, maybe I should stop,” he sighed.

“No, I’m fine,” Sasuke lied.

“Sure. You know, You’re taking this very badly. I doubt Naruto would take this long to relax.”

Sasuke pushed back onto Iruka’s cock hard at the comment. He had heard the joke plain as day on the words, but they still irked him. It was also obvious that the man was just egging him on so they didn’t have to stop.

“Keep going, I can do this,” Sasuke promised.

Iruka smiled and pulled his hips back until only the tip of his member remained inside Sasuke. When he pushed forward, he met less resistance than he had before and he sighed. Sasuke grunted as his body was pushed forward with the thrust. The Uchiha willed his muscles to relax while Iruka set a pace that grew more and more steady as he went. It was mere moments before his former sensei was moaning and clutching his pale hips desperately. Sasuke found the motions to be growing in to their own pleasant feeling. Iruka’s hand had never stopped moving along his cock. With a few good thrusts, Iruka slammed into a nerve that had Sasuke seeing stars dancing across the field.

His back arched and he cried out his pleasure. Iruka grinned behind and picked up his pace. He tried angling his hips with each thrust to hit the boy’s prostate again. He found it harder to find the spot than he had thought, but his deep and rough thrusts had Sasuke moaning nonetheless.

“M-more, please,” Sasuke muttered between his lamentations.

“You’re so tight Sasuke,” Iruka whispered into his ear.

“Oh, fuck.”

Sasuke dug his fingers into the dirt beneath him. His body shook violently. The obscenities spoken set his body tingling even more. He pushed back to meet the hasty thrusting. Sasuke’s arms threatened to give out on him with the force he meet Iruka’s hips with. He wanted more and he wanted it faster than he could get it. The bundle of nerves deep inside him was struck again and Sasuke could no longer control his body. The orgasm that stormed through him was unexpected and thoroughly overwhelming. Spots of white and black lights were dancing across his vision. He was vaguely aware of a strong arm catching him when he body fell forward.

Iruka had kept his held on the boy’s cock as he poured his essence over onto the ground and his lover’s hand. The hand that held the slender hips was what had caught the limp body. The way Sasuke clenched around the man’s member had dissipated his own measure of control and his own rapture had followed shortly. Iruka lowered Sasuke onto his stomach gently and caught himself on both of his own hands as he felt his body grow too heavy to support. The chuunin found his way over to the side of the teen and laid down on his back. He watched the sky begin to darken and the bright colors of the sun bleed into reds and oranges. He sighed heavily and looked over the Sasuke. They had spent enough time in the meadow that dusk had begun to set on them.

The Uchiha had already fallen into a slumber. He left his lover alone in the awkward silence that followed their actions. The shirt still hanging on his arms had served as a small blanket as he cuddled into the soft grass around him. Iruka watched the boy with the realization dawned on him finally. Iruka then sighed once more. What had he done?

^_____^

Naruto had sneezed hours ago. Just once, but it had left the boy wondering. It couldn’t be a cold, so it had to mean someone was talking about him. He had shuddered more times than he could count at thinking maybe it had been Itachi. Sakura had taken him to the hospital with her after his ramen incident. She had let him stay there with her until the other staff members kicked him out. They had said the wards were only for people who were sick. Even Naruto’s claims of having a stomach ache had failed him. And the lack of Sasuke had sent him trudging along back to his apartment. He had not been quite as worried about his return home until he had sneezed. Naruto was still pacing outside his door even after arriving at the building twenty minutes earlier.

With a final sigh and shudder, he slipped his key in the lock and opened the door. When he swung the heavy wood open his eyes were clamped shut. He didn’t want to see another letter, or worse, Itachi himself. At this point, he wouldn’t put it past the man. He was starting to think he had his very own stalker. And a very dangerous, very powerful, one at that. He opened one eye slowly, his head ducked and nose scrunched up. The only thing he could see through the blur was his apartment. He opened the other eye a little faster and allowed the dark rooms to come into focus. He shut his door and locked it before stepping inside fully and finding the light switch.

He gasped and fell back against the wall when he saw his apartment. The dirty dishes and empty ramen cups were gone. He could see the floor! And there was a considerable lack of stains. Had his key not unlocked the door, Naruto would have questioned who’s home he had just entered. He stepped deeper inside the building with great caution. After looking over the living room and kitchen, he headed straight for his room. Upon turning on the light in the room, he yelped loudly. Everything was organized. His weapons were put in their places and looked polished. Or new even. His bed was made and two objects lay on top of the sheets.

Sheets that were not his. He did not own that much black. Let alone silk! He would never spend the money on something like that. Silk sheets had always seemed stupid to him. Its not like he was going to wear them, so who cared what sheets were made of? He swallowed hard and picked up the scroll on the bed. Opening it with shaking hands, Naruto sat down on his bed. He was sure that reading another letter while standing would not bode well. His face paled more and more with every line he read. He yelled his outrage twice before he was finished. He dropped the letter and swiftly turned to snatch up the other object on his bed.

He opened the magazine and flipped through it. His face was almost as pale as Sasuke when he let that too fall to the ground. Half naked Itachi’s had replaced the pictures of lavishly endowed women. A choked noise made its way out of Naruto’s throat. He stood numbly and went to his kitchen again. He slowly opened his cabinets and refrigerator to confirm the words splayed on the paper abandoned two rooms away. He saw only a few ramen packs left. He sank to his knees and punched the ground with his teeth bared.

“That’s going too far Itachi!” he cried out to no one. “Where the fuck is my ramen?!”

Naruto took a moment to steel himself before standing up. He wasted no time grabbing his house keys and heading out the door once more into the night. There was a slight chill to the air as night began to set in. A thin line of orange could be seen on the horizon as the sun’s light disappear from the sky completely. Naruto walked swiftly towards the Hokage’s tower. He was reminded of his first night visit to the tall structure. He prayed to the gods this would not become a routine. He was going to march himself up to the office and demand that these letters and intrusions stop. And get his shirt back while he was at it.

^______^

To my sweet young love,

How delighted was I with your return, it was as if gravity reversed itself and I was stepping weightless on the clouds. Forgive my lack of correspondence until today. Though, it was not as though I didn't strive to do. Each letter I wrote to you I burned as the words written on those pages should not by seen by your innocent eyes nor would I have anyone else know of such things hidden in my soul but you. Know that you were in my thoughts always as you remain constantly, deeply, nestled in my heart.

As such I should apologize that I was so forward in my actions today, though I do not feel any speck of remorse. Being so close that the smell of you I could taste on my tongue just as strongly as your ramen noodles was the most exquisite moment I've had in ages. I paused many a time this evening to relive that instant and will still just as frequently repeat that memory by day dream tomorrow.

You might have noticed by now that I've taken liberty of tending to your quarters while you were gone. I took care in disturbing nothing but dirt and dust as I cleaned and organized everything to my utmost abilities. I restocked all the cabinets with various healthy produce and the newest weaponry though not limited too such things. I must admit my guilt in readjusting the pictures in your erotic reading though finding such a thing made me both excited and jealous. I can only hope you'll think of me in such a way in the future. I did one more such sordid act. An orange t-shirt I found while doing your laundry I kept for myself as to remind me of you. It smells just as deliciously as your body does.

Night draws near and you shall be returning soon, though I will not be here to greet you I hope this letter brings even the tiniest amount of warmth in your heart in my way of welcoming you back. It may be insignificant of what you deserve but perhaps one day you'll grant me the opportunity to do so in person. Should such a time is presented to me I promise to make it one worthy of you.

May my love keep you warm after the chill of the night falls.

~Uchiha Itachi