Violent Reunions

I was on my side when I awoke, facing the wall, with soft light shining on my face. I squinted my eyes against it, throwing my arm up to ward it off. I rolled onto my back and groaned. What time was it?



I opened my eyes completely, blinking rapidly to clear them. It was Naruto's room. Naruto. I sat up quickly, my head pounding rapidly in time with my heart. He was gone. I didn't see him around the room, nor did I sense his presence anywhere else. I frowned and scratched my head. How was that possible? He had been nearly dead the night before.



I slid off the bed and made my way to the shower in a stupor. I was thoroughly confused, but I had to get clean. Blood was caked and peeling on parts of my hands, face, and torso. The horror of the night seemed to cling to every part of my body. I needed to be clean.



I turned the water on and undressed, leaving my pants in a pile on the floor. I waited until steam filled the space and stepped under the near scalding water. I scrubbed and scratched and peeled the dried blood away, the water discolored with it at my feet. I scrubbed until my skin was raw and sore to the touch.



I pressed my palms flat against the tile, allowing the water to run down my face, my hair drenched and clinging to my neck. I lowered my head, absorbed in thoughts and memories. The slaughter of my family and the torment that had only worsened the past six years. I thought of Itachi, the terror he instilled in me, and my final victory as his head rolled at my feet. My triumph hadn't been complete. He had still managed to defeat me by stealing everything I held dear.



My thoughts lingered on Naruto. His happiness and tears at finally meeting me, his tender kisses and caresses that had been so long denied. His body lying motionless on the road, burnt, bruised and broken, as Itachi stood over him. The memories felt like a potent poison, infecting my mind, heart, and soul.



Tears slipped down my cheeks to disappear with the cooling water. Naruto had to be gone. He wouldn't have miraculously recovered and left his home without a word. He had to be gone. Perhaps word had spread about the scene we made as we walked the streets of Konoha and someone had to come to take his body away. They wouldn't have left him cold and lifeless in his home to wither away. That had to be it.



I shut my eyes tightly, but the tears didn't stop. I took deep rasping breaths, my entire body shaking with the effort.



“Naruto,” I whispered. I pulled my hand back from the wall and drove my fist against it. “Naruto,” I sobbed. I hit the tile again and it cracked under the pressure. I continued to hit the wall until pieces fell into the tub, letting out a cry of sorrow with each strike. Pieces of tile sank into my knuckles, bloodying the wall and turning the water pink once more.



I dropped to my knees and covered my face with my hands. “Why?!” I screamed to the empty bathroom. It wasn't fair. I had come so far, done so much, endured so much and now all that was left was anguish. My life was rendered meaningless. I didn't even have my revenge to cling to.



I collapsed to the bottom of the basin, pulled my knees to my chest and wrapped them with my arms. I laid my head against them, the cold water beating against my reddened skin. I choked and gasped for air, great racking sobs shaking my entire body. I cried, whimpered, and wept, curled around myself, wishing that it was Naruto's arms that held me instead of my own.



I wasn't sure how long I sat trembling under the freezing water. The chill on my skin was as cold as I felt inside. The tears and sobs had stopped. All that was left was icy emptiness.



I plucked the pieces of tile from my hand, holding it under the cold steam for a few moments. I got to my feet and turned the water off in a daze. I grabbed for a towel and wrapped it around my waist as I entered the bedroom. My hair was still dripping, stuck in thick pieces to my face. I walked to the edge of the bed and gazed out the window at the Konoha cityscape. It looked like dusk. The sky was painted with shades of pink, red and orange, the mountain that held the hokage's busts in relief cast a shadow on a portion of the town.



I heard the knob on the door clank as it turned. I was startled out of my tormented thoughts and turned around. Naruto was standing in the entryway, holding a small bag. He shut the door behind him, flicked off his shoes and walked into the room. I stared at him slack jawed and wide eyed.



He set the bag on the table in the center of the room and moved toward me, stopping with only a few feet between us.



“Sasuke?” he asked softly. My eyes burned and blurred with tears. I had almost convinced myself that I was hallucinating, when Naruto reached out a hand and touched my shoulder. His skin felt hot against mine.



“Sasu-” he began, but stopped when I moved. I collapsed to my knees before he could finish his words. Naruto stepped in front of me, one hand on my shoulder and the other on my still wet hair.



I let out a loud cry and wrapped my arms around his waist, twisting his clothing in my fists and squeezing him tightly. I buried my face in to his stomach, staining his jacket with my tears. He ran his fingers through my hair and held my head against him.



Naruto slipped slowly through my embrace to his knees. He cupped my cheeks and lifted my head to meet his eyes. They were shining with unshed tears, but he had a gentle smile on his face. My lips and chin trembled with the effort to stop crying.



“Not so tough anymore, Sasuke?” Naruto said softly. I threw my arms around his neck, pulling him as close as I could. He wrapped me in his embrace, cluthing tightly. He nuzzled his face in my hair and the bare skin of my neck as I spoke.



“I thought you were dead,” I murmured. “I expected to wake up to find you dead beside me.”



“But I'm not,” he replied. He pulled back to look at my face. “I'm here with you, Sasuke.”



I moved my hands to either side of his face, running my fingers through his soft yellow hair. He wasn't dead. He was right here, with his arms around me, his flesh warm against mine. He was here with me.



“Not dead,” I whispered. He shook his head in response. “But how?”



“It's been a while since the fight. A couple days, actually,” he said quietly. My mouth opened in a small circle of surprise. I had unknowingly slept the whole time.



“I was told that we made quite the scene,” Naruto continued. “I don't remember it at all, but Sakura crept in here shortly after the ordeal. She's a medical ninja now, you know. She told me that she healed us.” I thought of my own wounds. Since discovering the full power of Orochimaru's cursed seal, I healed faster than normal, but my injuries were completely gone. I hadn't taken the time to wonder why.



“Sakura said she left straight afterwards so we could keep to ourselves,” Naruto explained.



I took a deep breath and let it out slowly. Everything was okay... Naruto was alright. Regardless of what was to come, he was alive and healthy. I wouldn't have to live on, knowing his death was my fault.



Naruto stood slowly, my hands slipping down his chest to fall at my sides. He gazed down at me with a genuinely happy smile. He held his hand out to me and wiggled his fingers when I did nothing but stare at them. I took his hand and he pulled me gently to my feet. He released me and walked to the table.



“Here,” he said, “I brought you some clothes.” He picked up the bag on the table and held it out to me.



I looked down at myself and the towel wrapped around my hips. A hundred thoughts and ideas raced across my mind as the silence stretched between us. I knew which one I wanted to do.



“Sasuke?” Naruto asked. I walked to him and grasped the hand holding the bag, lowering it back to the table. His eyebrows raised in question and I shook my head.



“I don't need them,” I said quietly. Naruto's eyes widened as he opened his mouth to speak. I touched a fingertip to his lips and shook my head again. I moved my fingers to graze his cheek and stroke through his hair. He closed his eyes and leaned into my touch.



I lowered my lips to his upturned cheek, pressing a gentle kiss upon the whiskers there. He took hold of my free hand and laced our fingers together. I angled his face so it was level with mine, caressing along his cheek until my fingertips met his lips. They were slightly parted, his breath tickling my skin.



“Sasuke,” Naruto crooned in a whisper. My lips replaced my fingers against his. I felt his tongue sweep across my bottom lip, silently asking for more. I opened to him and rubbed my tongue along his. He let out a soft groan and pressed his body to mine.



His hand rose to softly scrape down my arm, then up my shoulder, coming to rest at the nape of my neck. He released my other hand, moving his around my back, fingers splayed against my spine. Our tongues danced together faster, our breath matching their rhythm.



I reached for the zipper on his jacket and pulled until it hung freely. I put my hand on his shirted chest, moving to push the fabric over his shoulders. He released me and shrugged off the jacket, letting it fall to the floor without breaking the kiss.



Naruto pressed his palms to my chest, traveling down to gently tease my nipples and the muscles along my stomach. I gasped and pulled away from the kiss, breathing hard. I shut my eyes tightly as he pressed his lips to my neck, gently nibbling and licking his way down my collarbone. His hands caressed up and down my sides, fingers dipping below the towel's loose hold.



He licked and nipped his way back up my neck, planting soft kisses on my chin. He gently pressed his lips to mine as I took hold of his hands and opened my eyes. He pulled back to look a question at me. I raised our hands to my mouth and kissed the tips.



“Are you sure?” I muttered. Naruto extracted his fingers from mine, reaching to his shirt and pulling it swiftly over his head. He clutched my hands in his, taking me with him as he walked backwards to the bed. He turned me around, releasing my hands and pushing on my shoulders until I sat on the edge. He stared down at me as he moved his hands down his own chest and stomach.



His fingers made quick work of the button and zipper on his pants. I touched the back of his hands gently, stopping his movement. I leaned forward to kiss his belly, dipping my tongue into his navel and following the ridges of muscles. I heard Naruto sigh above me. Our hands moved as one to push his pants and undergarments to the floor, my lips never leaving his skin.



I lifted my face to meet his eyes. There was no doubt to be seen in them, only affection and trust. He ran a hand through my still damp hair and smiled. My eyes moved down his body to take in his shoulders, broader than I remembered them, his muscular stomach, the curve of his hips and groin. All of him stood before me, bare, willing, and wanting.



I ran my fingertips up his thighs and lowered my mouth to his hip. I licked at the hollow, carving a path to his arousal. I pulled back to run my tongue over the underside of it. His hand tightened in my hair as I licked around the sensitive tip, pulling it into my mouth and sucking gently.



“Sasuke,” Naruto sighed. I pulled more of his hardness and heat into me, sucking harder and faster. I shut my eyes and gave myself over to feel of him. I savored the salty taste while he groaned his pleasure, his fingers twisting in my hair.



I moved my head away, slowly releasing him from my mouth's grasp. I wiped my chin with the back of my hand as I looked up at him. He put his knees on either side of my body, making me fall back to the bed with him straddling my hips. He bent over me, our lips meeting in a passionate kiss.



Naruto's hands moved to the towel still covering me, tugging at the edges and pushing it aside until I was exposed. I wrapped my arms around his back as he ran his fingertips around and over the tip. I released a sigh into his mouth as his fingers teased around and beneath the sac. His hand returned to my erection, pumping gently but firmly. I pulled my mouth from his with a gasp and threw my head back. I pushed up and twisted, taking Naruto to the bed below me.



I moved his thighs to either side of my legs so I knelt between them. He ran his hands up my arms, gripping them and pulling me down to bend over him. He wrapped his arms around my neck, bringing my head down to the bed and pressing our cheeks together. I buried my face in his hair as he kissed my ear, taking the lobe into his mouth, sucking and biting at it until I shivered.



“Sasuke,” he whispered. A sigh was my only reply as he moved his legs against mine.



“I want you, Sasuke,” Naruto breathed in my ear. “I want you inside me.” My body tightened at his words, blood rushing to my groin and sharpening my desire. He slowly licked my ear before he spoke again. “Take me, Sasuke, I want you to take me.”



I brushed my fingers over his lips and he opened his mouth. He took two of them in, rolling his tongue around them. I slowly removed my hand and ran my fingertips down his body, to the inside of his thighs and beyond. My wet fingers found the opening there and traced it in small circles. Naruto shuddered.



I gently pushed one finger into the tightened hole, watching Naruto's face as I did. He closed his eyes and bit his bottom lip. I continued to push further, rotating and curling my finger as I progressed. I reached as far as I could go and stopped, feeling his muscles contract around my skin. I retreated slowly and pushed in again. I inserted another wet digit and pushed deeper, earning a soft moan in response. He began to move his hips in time to my hand, releasing small moans with every delicate thrust.



I withdrew as Naruto reached into his bedside table and produced a small bottle of oil. I raised an eyebrow in surprise, but he only gave a small, embarrassed smile. He opened the bottle and poured a small amount into one hand. He reached for me, taking my arousal into his oiled hand and squeezing gently. I closed my eyes and sighed.



I put my hand underneath Naruto's thigh, positioning myself over him and lifting it over my shoulder. I guided myself to him and entered slowly, watching his face as I did so. His chest was rising and falling with deep breaths and his eyes heavy lidded. He licked his lips and gazed into my eyes as I moved.



When the heat of his flesh completely encased me, I stopped. He reached for my face, tangling his fingers in my hair and pulling me down to him. He pressed his lips to mine softly and wrapped his arms around my neck.



“Naruto,” I whispered.



“Yes,” he murmured. At his affirmation, I began to move. I pulled out of him almost completely, only to slowly work my way back in again and again. He raised his other leg until both were pushed nearly to his chest.



“Harder,” he sighed. I pushed into him harder and faster until sweat trickled down my brow and Naruto's skin glistened with it. I thrust harder until our flesh clapped together in time with our groans of ecstasy. His fingers dug into my back and arms, kneading and scratching as I moved faster.



My rhythm began to falter as I approached our peak. I reached to take him into my hand. He was already thick, dripping, and near climax. I pumped him in time to my hips until both our moans came faster and louder. My whole body was hot and tingling.



“Sasuke!” Naruto screamed as he poured into my hand and onto his stomach. His muscles squeezed me with their heat as I let out a loud groan, reaching the pinnacle of pleasure and releasing inside of him. I half collapsed on top of him, still inside, panting to catch my breath. I turned my head to look at his face. He was already gazing at me with a look of satisfaction.



I withdrew from the hold of his body to lay on my side next to him. Naruto turned to face me. He combed the hair from my face, tucking it behind one ear. A small smile played upon his lips. I touched my fingertip to his nose, tracing the bridge over and over, finding myself giving a true smile in return. I leaned into him, moving my hand to cup his cheek. I laid a chaste kiss upon his lips before turning onto my back. He wiggled close to me, placing his thigh over mine and his head on my chest. He let out a sigh as he rested arm on my stomach. I kissed the top of his head, running his soft hair through my fingers.



We laid like that for a long while, simply holding each other, his fingers tickling lazy circles on my chest and belly. Neither of us seemed to want to speak. I wished to prolong this moment, to shut out the rest of the world and stay in this place for as long as I could.



Naruto's hand eventually stopped moving and his breathing became deep with sleep. I stared at the top of his head, my eyes moving down his body to memorize every inch. I tried not to think of leaving. I attempted to push any negative thoughts from my mind. I didn't need to be reminded that I couldn't stay with him forever.



He was here. He was lying securely in my arms, in this moment. Everything was alright, in this moment. For now, that was enough.