Think Of Me

Hello, narugal101 here, I just wanted to convey how much of a challenge this was to write. I am seriously thinking about handing this over to someone else...I don't know... Indecision, it seems to fill my life and is one of the quirks about myself that I cannot stand. Well stay tuned, regardless if I finish this story or not someone will.

Chapter 3 Remember Me

Before Naruto could utter a word, firm lips crashed down on his, effectively silencing any protests he might have had at the other male's highandedness.

Warmth was the first feeling he had, until a skillful tongue parted his lips and caused an onslaught of heat rushing through his veins and directly downward.

That wonderfully wicked tongue did a slow exploration of Naruto's mouth, eventually seeking out the other's tongue, gently adding suction as if to encourage the younger's participation.

And participate he did.

His arms snaked themselves around the taller of the two, trying to get as close as possible to that intoxicating warmth.

Kakashi slanted his head, gaining more access to that mouth that seconds earlier had been baiting him. Whether purposefully or not, Kakashi never backed down to a challenge. His hands made their way down to the other's rear, bringing his own arosual into contact with the shorter of the two's, letting him know in no uncertain terms that there was a reason you shouldn't taunt the dangerous animal behind the cage. You just might get bit.

Naruto groaned as his arousal met with another, just as hot and aching as his own.

He forgot who he was, who he was with, the only thing he knew is that he didn't want this sensation to end, ever. Grinding against the other, Naruto was desperate to prolong the contact, attempting to get closer to something his body instinctively sought.

Just before he would have reached it that wonderful, arousing sensation was gone and Naruto was left staring blinkingly at Kakashi's retreating figure.

Blue eyes blinking and confusion and still clouded with lust, it took several moments for reality to set in and for Naruto to realize how cleverly he'd been tricked, giving Kakashi time to readjust his facial 'ornaments.'

Finally it did.

“Y-You!” he hissed angrily, pointing a shaking finger in the instigator's direction. “How dare you! That's sinking pretty low even for you!”

Kakashi just shrugged.

It was then that Naruto noticed something, that somehow he'd forgot to note earlier, probably due to his anger and irritation.

The reason he could only make out one of Kakashi's eyes and nothing else, was because the continuing enigma wore a mask around the lower half of his face, and some sort of makeshift headwrapping around the other.

His curiousity quickly dulling his anger at Kakashi's unlogical behavior, he tilted his head inquiringly.

“Why is your face covered?”

Kakashi had known eventually this question would come, and had of course, prepared an answer.

“That is none of your business.” he coldly dismissed. “Now that you are at last calmed down I will discuss exactly why I brought you down here.”

“None of my business, huh?” Naruto repeated dully, all emotion going out of his voice until it was dead and empty. Then copying Kakashi's earlier motion he shrugged and gave a heartwrenching chuckle. “Yeah, I guess your right. Now tell me why so I can get away from you as quickly as possible.”

“What is wrong with you?” Kakashi asked, one brow raised beneath his mask. This subservient behavior quite unlike the vivacious child he had come to know throughout the years.

“What's the matter?” Naruto asked sneeringly. “I thought you wanted a submissive little servant who will obey your every whim without question? Was I wrong?”

“No.” Kakashi acknowledged. “It's just unusual for you act accordingly.”

“You know what, Kakashi?” Naruto sighed. “It gets to a point of where I get sick and tired of playing your games. Frankly, I am tired. I hope this is all over soon so I never have to see or hear of you again.”

A feeling quite foreign to the older male filled him. At first he didnt' realize what it was, because it was so foreign. Finally realizing what it was, surprise joined it. So this is what panic feels like, eh? Kakashi mused, I don't think I like it.

Not outwardly betraying his growing worry, Kakashi was mentally struggling with how to deal with situation.

“What makes you think this will ever be over?”

Was blurted out before Kakashi could stop himself.

What little emotion had remained in those blue eyes dimmed to nothing.

“Take me back to my room.” Naruto quietly ordered, the underlaid steel tone almost belying his soflty spoken words.

“What makes you think--.” the older began.

“Now!” Naruto demanded louder this time.

Still bemused, Kakashi did as Naruto said, taking him back the same way they had come, Kakashi's hand gripping the younger's.

Naruto ignored the sensation of the other's hand this time.

As they arrived at the original starting point of their little journey, Naruto walked through the doorway, where it had all started, not even sparing a backward glance.

Just as he was about to slide the door behind him, Kakashi's few uttered words stopped him.

“For future reference Naruto,” he purred the younger's name, “this is not over and you are mine and always will be.”

With that Kakashi did what he did so well, which was blend back into the darkness.

Naruto slid the mirror-door back into place and went straight to the frilly bed that so many prima donnas had lain on before him.

Will this nightmare ever end, he mused, will I ever be free?

No, a dark voice from somewhere inside of him murmured, you never will be free. You will always be trapped by that creature Kakashi's every whim and desire. A meaningless pawn in his little game. Never to have a mind of your own. Essentially an extension of his will.

But that's not what I want, Naruto protested, feeling slightly silly for arguing with, well, himself.

A harsh ugly laugh was accompanied with his answer.

What you want? What you want?! You ceased having a choice the minute that twisted bastard took you 'under his wing.'

That is not true, Naruto protested, knowing it was partially.

It's just as much your fault as his, the voice admonished him, you willingly let that weirdo take away your free will. You practically welcomed it with open arms!

Well no more, Naruto resolved, I am my own person, not a tool to be used as someone's whim.

It's about time, the voice agreed, I've been awaiting the time you would finally grow a pair and realize enough was enough.

Who are you?

I have been called many things over the eons. At one time, the voice chuckled amusedly, idiots have even called me Kyuubi no Kitsune, due to my immeasurable wisdom. I am the voice that has raised simple men to greatness. Men such as your father.

Naruto's ears pricked up at that.

Father could hear you?

Oh yes, he was truly a gifted man, the voice sighed, it's just too bad that he had to get sick. He was so nearly to the top.

I could do it, Naruto confidently announced.

You very well could, the voice agreed, however, you must free yourself from Kakashi's hold before you can ever achieve true greatness.

Just tell me how.

One day, young one you will have to make a choice, a very difficult one I am afraid. That choice will lead you to either great happiness beyond all measure, or the other will lead your name to become immortal, but you will forever have regrets. At that time, I will offer you your choice and you will have to make it.

I understand.

No, not yet you don't, but one day you will. I leave you now Uzumaki, Naruto. I look forward to meeting you again, one day.

As the voice faded into the recesses of this mind, Naruto started to wonder if he'd imagined the whole thing, as the events of the day caught up with him. It felt as though he'd been awake for years. Naruto felt himself drift into one of the deepest sleeps he'd had in years.

End of Chapter

Holy crap that chapter took a while to write, I know it's not much but the story isn't moving along as well as I'd hoped. I hope you all stay tuned.