The Sun starts from the East
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Naruto › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Naruto › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
9
Views:
1,050
Reviews:
37
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Naruto, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Evening came too soon
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Thank you: Mojo Jessjo, Becki and Chella.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto and gang.
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Chapter 4
Evening came too soon for one Uchiha Sasuke. He had searched through every single nook and cranny of his cramped and colour coded wardrobe for something appropriate to wear. Unfortunately, all his clothing were either to downright masculine to stand up to scrutiny or had the Uchiha’s clan symbol none too discreetly emblazoned on the back. Naruto was going to come by to drag him off to the festival in an hour, he needed clothes and he needed them fast.
Suddenly it hit him, his mother owned a couple of kimonos that were stored away in the attic. Just perfect timing too. He quickly rushed up to the attic armed with only a broom to fend off those pesky dust bunnies. Sasuke reached out to open a chest long forgotten, with memories he thought he had dealt with a millennia ago.
He reached into the antediluvian chest and carefully lifted out a beautiful black silk kimono with delicate chrysanthemum embroidery lovingly sewn into it. It had been his mother’s favourite kimono and she had worn it only on special occasions. Pressing his face into the clothing, he could make out a slight peach scent that reminded him so much of his mother. Memories of his childhood flooded back and emotions he tried so hard to lock away came rushing back with untold ferocity. Memories of his mother’s touch, his mother’s love, his mother’s sweet words and his mother’s care stung his heart and his eyes. Suddenly it occurred to him, will he ever be as good a mother as his own? He could almost see her now calling out to him, “Sasuke…Sasuke…”
“Sasuke?” a quiet concerned whisper broke his nostalgic illusions. “Are you alright?”
Sasuke swung his head around looking for the source of interruption, only to find a blond head bob up from the small entrance between the floorboards.
“I’m okay Naruto. I’ll be down in a second,” he choked out as he tried to fight back the tears.
Instead of going back downstairs, the blond intruder merely moved closer to Sasuke’s crouching form sensing his friend’s great distress.
“Naruto, I’m okay. I can take care of myself. I swear I’m fine,” Sasuke babbled in increasing nervousness, never wanting his friend/rival see him like this.
Naruto refused to back down, merely hushed the broken Uchiha and gathered Sasuke into his arms. Gently running one of his hands through his friend’s midnight locks and the other hand gently rubbing his back in a soothing manner he spoke softly, “It’s okay to cry Sasuke. Let it out, you’re not weak, you never were.”
Sasuke took that as a reassurance to his already battered pride, and for the first time in a long while, dropped his guard and let himself weep openly in Naruto’s arms.
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Smoothing down the folds of the kimono, Sasuke admired the beauty of the cascading fabric at his feet.
“Are you done yet?” a familiar whine echoed outside his bedroom door. “Can I come in yet?”
Sasuke smirked; Naruto sure seemed excited about this. “Come in dobe.”
A bashful-looking Naruto peeped in through a small crack in the door. “Yes I’m decent!” Sasuke yelled and a relieved Uzumaki swung the door open and stepped in.
“Woah!” was the all Naruto could think of when he took in the wonder before him.
“Do I look that ridiculous, dobe?” Sasuke asked, annoyed at Naruto’s excessive gawking.
“No, no! You look great! You’re going to be the hottest girl there! And you don’t even need to use oiroke-no-jutsu too,” he grinned and ducked to avoid a suspiciously accurate kunai aimed at his cheeky face.
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End.
Please help a struggling newbie writer and leave a review. You have no idea how much my heart soars in anticipation of your kind words.
Maybe if this story takes off i'll post the side fic too. All depends on how well recieved this fic is.
Thank you: Mojo Jessjo, Becki and Chella.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto and gang.
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Chapter 4
Evening came too soon for one Uchiha Sasuke. He had searched through every single nook and cranny of his cramped and colour coded wardrobe for something appropriate to wear. Unfortunately, all his clothing were either to downright masculine to stand up to scrutiny or had the Uchiha’s clan symbol none too discreetly emblazoned on the back. Naruto was going to come by to drag him off to the festival in an hour, he needed clothes and he needed them fast.
Suddenly it hit him, his mother owned a couple of kimonos that were stored away in the attic. Just perfect timing too. He quickly rushed up to the attic armed with only a broom to fend off those pesky dust bunnies. Sasuke reached out to open a chest long forgotten, with memories he thought he had dealt with a millennia ago.
He reached into the antediluvian chest and carefully lifted out a beautiful black silk kimono with delicate chrysanthemum embroidery lovingly sewn into it. It had been his mother’s favourite kimono and she had worn it only on special occasions. Pressing his face into the clothing, he could make out a slight peach scent that reminded him so much of his mother. Memories of his childhood flooded back and emotions he tried so hard to lock away came rushing back with untold ferocity. Memories of his mother’s touch, his mother’s love, his mother’s sweet words and his mother’s care stung his heart and his eyes. Suddenly it occurred to him, will he ever be as good a mother as his own? He could almost see her now calling out to him, “Sasuke…Sasuke…”
“Sasuke?” a quiet concerned whisper broke his nostalgic illusions. “Are you alright?”
Sasuke swung his head around looking for the source of interruption, only to find a blond head bob up from the small entrance between the floorboards.
“I’m okay Naruto. I’ll be down in a second,” he choked out as he tried to fight back the tears.
Instead of going back downstairs, the blond intruder merely moved closer to Sasuke’s crouching form sensing his friend’s great distress.
“Naruto, I’m okay. I can take care of myself. I swear I’m fine,” Sasuke babbled in increasing nervousness, never wanting his friend/rival see him like this.
Naruto refused to back down, merely hushed the broken Uchiha and gathered Sasuke into his arms. Gently running one of his hands through his friend’s midnight locks and the other hand gently rubbing his back in a soothing manner he spoke softly, “It’s okay to cry Sasuke. Let it out, you’re not weak, you never were.”
Sasuke took that as a reassurance to his already battered pride, and for the first time in a long while, dropped his guard and let himself weep openly in Naruto’s arms.
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Smoothing down the folds of the kimono, Sasuke admired the beauty of the cascading fabric at his feet.
“Are you done yet?” a familiar whine echoed outside his bedroom door. “Can I come in yet?”
Sasuke smirked; Naruto sure seemed excited about this. “Come in dobe.”
A bashful-looking Naruto peeped in through a small crack in the door. “Yes I’m decent!” Sasuke yelled and a relieved Uzumaki swung the door open and stepped in.
“Woah!” was the all Naruto could think of when he took in the wonder before him.
“Do I look that ridiculous, dobe?” Sasuke asked, annoyed at Naruto’s excessive gawking.
“No, no! You look great! You’re going to be the hottest girl there! And you don’t even need to use oiroke-no-jutsu too,” he grinned and ducked to avoid a suspiciously accurate kunai aimed at his cheeky face.
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End.
Please help a struggling newbie writer and leave a review. You have no idea how much my heart soars in anticipation of your kind words.
Maybe if this story takes off i'll post the side fic too. All depends on how well recieved this fic is.