This Boys Life
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Naruto › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult ++
Chapters:
7
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1,363
Reviews:
24
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Chapter 4
Naruto stalked to the large crowded bathroom with Brian
beside him.
The stink crawled into his nostrils immediately, and he wrinkled his nose.
The bathroom took about 30 square feet and was full of nude and half-nude men.
Some of them stood under the weak streams of faint-yellow water, others waited
outside the small cabins, that weren’t exactly cabins,
just some baffle-plates between the showers.
He shook his head in disgust. “No way I go there…” he
muttered. “This ‘shower’ will get me much dirtier than I am now” Brian shrugged.
“You’ll shower, boy, believe me. Sooner or later you’ll grow to like it.”
~I doubt,it~
He looked around.
This time he noticed the huge man entering the bathroom. He walked to the wall and unbuttoned his flannel shirt, then pulled his tight t-shirt off over
the head and laid the clothes by the wall.
Naruto glanced at his chest – and swallowed. If earlier he thought the man was strong, now he could see muscles ripping from under his skin, rolling under it with any
slightest move, as if they were living creatures with their own mind.
He continued to observe the man, as he proceeded to take his jeans off. His legs matched his upper body, the same relaxed tension, like the one of a powerful
engine ready to start off.
The demon put his jeans down on the heap of his clothes and walked to the nicest shower around. The Spanian-like man was shoved out of the cabin with one
jerk of a clawed hand, and did nothing to return there.
The guy must have been well-known here.
He was taking shower the longest, as the men changed four times in the cabins beside, and he was still enjoying the water running over his frame.
Finally he decided to finish his shower and walked out. In a few
steps he stopped and shook the water off.
Naruto gagged at the sight. That guy just stopped and shook like the dog does, water drops splashing in every direction, Naruto’s shirt included.
That was bad enough, and the effect of the view faded and was replaced by anger. “Careful” he noticed indignantly.
Suddenly the silence fell in the bathroom, being broken only by the water splashing on the floor in the showers. The guy stopped on his way and slowly, ever so slowly turned to face the boy.
Naruto felt uneasy under the stares of the other men around, but
mostly under the glare of the demon. However, as he stared back at him, his eyes carried challenging calmness, as if he didn’t realize the man could crash
him with one move of his arm.
They stared at each other for what felt like hours, when the guy finally
parted his lips.
“Itachi” he said in a deep low voice full of threat, still considerably calm, as he
was stating a fact that was more than a name.
“Naruto” he replied, his melodious voice sounding high on the background of demon’s… Ítachi’s one. The man gave a slow nod as if taking a note and turned away, pacing to where he left his clothes.
Naruto noticed the people around moved slightly away from him, as he had plague or something. He shrugged to them in what’s-up-guys? way, but they kept distance, several of them shaking their heads.
“You’ve received your death penalty, kid” Mark whispered into his ear while buttoning his shirt up.
“Try at least not to sign it.”
“Don’ care for big bulls” Naruto tossed in response.
Itachi didn’t show he heard something, but he did. The kid was asking for trouble, and he was ready to give him one. Basically, the kid was not so bad: animated
and agile, he was like a fresh air in this fucking
prison.
Itachi even considered taking him under protection to amuse himself a bit, when that kid burst out in the showers.
Itachi didn’t like that agility turned against him. He breathily thought of killing the kid, then kicked this option to hell. Last time he killed that mongrel from the cell next to his, he got an ugly punishment by being locked alone in a small cell without water or food. He thought it lasted months, still after he was out, he got to know it was a weak only.
Not that he couldn’t stand hunger or thirst, much less he cared about loneliness he was so used to. What he hated was the size of the cell. Six feet square was driving him insane, as he couldn’t even pace there more than two steps without turning around, so he just sat or lied.
No kid in the world was worth getting into that cell-box again.
The killing wasn’t obligatory though. He had otherways.
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beside him.
The stink crawled into his nostrils immediately, and he wrinkled his nose.
The bathroom took about 30 square feet and was full of nude and half-nude men.
Some of them stood under the weak streams of faint-yellow water, others waited
outside the small cabins, that weren’t exactly cabins,
just some baffle-plates between the showers.
He shook his head in disgust. “No way I go there…” he
muttered. “This ‘shower’ will get me much dirtier than I am now” Brian shrugged.
“You’ll shower, boy, believe me. Sooner or later you’ll grow to like it.”
~I doubt,it~
He looked around.
This time he noticed the huge man entering the bathroom. He walked to the wall and unbuttoned his flannel shirt, then pulled his tight t-shirt off over
the head and laid the clothes by the wall.
Naruto glanced at his chest – and swallowed. If earlier he thought the man was strong, now he could see muscles ripping from under his skin, rolling under it with any
slightest move, as if they were living creatures with their own mind.
He continued to observe the man, as he proceeded to take his jeans off. His legs matched his upper body, the same relaxed tension, like the one of a powerful
engine ready to start off.
The demon put his jeans down on the heap of his clothes and walked to the nicest shower around. The Spanian-like man was shoved out of the cabin with one
jerk of a clawed hand, and did nothing to return there.
The guy must have been well-known here.
He was taking shower the longest, as the men changed four times in the cabins beside, and he was still enjoying the water running over his frame.
Finally he decided to finish his shower and walked out. In a few
steps he stopped and shook the water off.
Naruto gagged at the sight. That guy just stopped and shook like the dog does, water drops splashing in every direction, Naruto’s shirt included.
That was bad enough, and the effect of the view faded and was replaced by anger. “Careful” he noticed indignantly.
Suddenly the silence fell in the bathroom, being broken only by the water splashing on the floor in the showers. The guy stopped on his way and slowly, ever so slowly turned to face the boy.
Naruto felt uneasy under the stares of the other men around, but
mostly under the glare of the demon. However, as he stared back at him, his eyes carried challenging calmness, as if he didn’t realize the man could crash
him with one move of his arm.
They stared at each other for what felt like hours, when the guy finally
parted his lips.
“Itachi” he said in a deep low voice full of threat, still considerably calm, as he
was stating a fact that was more than a name.
“Naruto” he replied, his melodious voice sounding high on the background of demon’s… Ítachi’s one. The man gave a slow nod as if taking a note and turned away, pacing to where he left his clothes.
Naruto noticed the people around moved slightly away from him, as he had plague or something. He shrugged to them in what’s-up-guys? way, but they kept distance, several of them shaking their heads.
“You’ve received your death penalty, kid” Mark whispered into his ear while buttoning his shirt up.
“Try at least not to sign it.”
“Don’ care for big bulls” Naruto tossed in response.
Itachi didn’t show he heard something, but he did. The kid was asking for trouble, and he was ready to give him one. Basically, the kid was not so bad: animated
and agile, he was like a fresh air in this fucking
prison.
Itachi even considered taking him under protection to amuse himself a bit, when that kid burst out in the showers.
Itachi didn’t like that agility turned against him. He breathily thought of killing the kid, then kicked this option to hell. Last time he killed that mongrel from the cell next to his, he got an ugly punishment by being locked alone in a small cell without water or food. He thought it lasted months, still after he was out, he got to know it was a weak only.
Not that he couldn’t stand hunger or thirst, much less he cared about loneliness he was so used to. What he hated was the size of the cell. Six feet square was driving him insane, as he couldn’t even pace there more than two steps without turning around, so he just sat or lied.
No kid in the world was worth getting into that cell-box again.
The killing wasn’t obligatory though. He had otherways.
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