Bye Bye Beautiful

4.



It was sizzling out, the last hot summer day of the year . . . hopefully. It was late August, almost September, and Sasuke couldn't remember a hotter day. He woke up with his clothes attached to his body like a second layer of skin. It didn't help that the clothes they were made to wear weren't exactly fit for summer. Groaning, not caring who heard, he rolled over to get out of bed. It was only nearing six o'clock in the morning and already he felt about ready to catch fire.



Walking over to his dresser, he glared at the clothes inside. They had removed practically all of his shirts other than the few white dress shirts and replaced it with vests, brown pants and slacks. He was dressing up for church every day and it was killing him.



Looking back at Naruto who was still sleeping he walked to the doorway and peeked out. Even the priests had to sleep and they woke up at six, an hour before they did. Normally no one was up at this hour – they weren't allowed to have or use alarm clocks and they needed to sleep too. He had ten minutes before they woke up and so took off his shirt and sighed in relief. Sweat coated his body but the rush of air felt so good.



Dropping the shirt in the dirty clothes basket he walked back over to Naruto's bed and wondered if he should risk waking him up. He had a tendency to start awake loudly sometimes, usually when waking up form a dream, saying or sometimes shouting something like, "get away from me clowns!" it was very strange. But there were also times when he woke up with just a grunt or groan and he was hoping today would be one of them.



So without further thought, he harshly shoved the blond's shoulder.



Thankfully, he was met with only an annoyed groan.



"Suck my dick," he mumbled into the pillow.



A thin, dark eyebrow arched at that.



A part of him as telling him not to risk waking him up at the risk of also waking up someone else and being interrogated on what he was doing so close to the blond's bed when there was no one else up to keep an eye on them. Frankly the fact that eyes were always on him was very discomforting and he was sure that this place broke just about every constitutional right he had – or so he told himself. But it had been a month since he heard about Naruto's parents and the two of them hadn't really found the time alone together without the heavy risk of being caught. They were only allowed in the room together in the mornings and night but with everyone awake and people creeping around like a bunch of stalkers. Maybe if Naruto would stop being lazy and wake up they could have a few minutes to flirt – or maybe even sneak a kiss? He was sick of wondering what it would be like to kiss the blond, he wanted to know already.



It was apparent the Naruto was interested right? He had said he had a nice ass anyway and seemed rather giddy when he commented on his rather impressive man package – oh yeah, he had sneaked looks in the showers. Speaking of showers, might he mention how uncomfortable it was having people stare at you while you're trying to bathe yourself? It was disturbing, so disturbing that no amount of staring at Naruto could possibly get him hard – though perhaps that was the point.



The more time he spent there the more that 'try and be straight' thing was tossed out the window. In fact, he was gathering up the last bits remaining and throwing it out right now to watch the idea splatter against the ground and sink into the earth. He hadn't heard a peep from his parents since he had gotten there. The people there didn't allow them to have any outside contact he knew, but shouldn't his parents be concerned about that and get him back?



He shook his head. It didn't matter now. If he was going to be there, he wanted to take advantage of the time he'd have with the blond, at least there was some sort of silver lining.



With that in mind, he shoved his shoulder again, harder this time.



"Mmm, or you can kiss my ass, whichever you prefer."



Leaning down so his mouth was right beside his ear Sasuke whispered, "Or maybe I'll spank it, since you're being very bad by annoying me right now."



The blond's eyes snapped open so wide Sasuke worried if they would pop right out of their sockets. They fell upon Sasuke and a slow, lazy smirk stretched on his face.



"Heh, I can't say I'd mind, though I'd rather spank you."



Sasuke returned the smirk. It felt good to flirt. It dawned on him that this was the first official time he flirted – his comment on Naruto's groin didn't count – and he was a bit glad to see he seemed to be a bit of a natural to it. Being with Naruto was so easy, mostly because he knew that he wouldn't be laughed at by him. The knowledge made his tongue loose.



"But I'm not the one who's always acting like a bad boy."



"But your ass looks so much better than mine; it would especially look better red."



Sasuke chuckled. "I suppose I can't argue there."



"Heeeey," Naruto reached out from under his pillow to poke him, "you can't be mean to me."



"Oh?"



"Nope. You have to wait until noon before we can start the banter. My brain doesn't wake up until then so I have no awesome comebacks."



"You never have any 'awesome comebacks'. You just take my insults like a man and pout like one too."



The blond snickered. "So does that make you the woman?"



Sasuke looked down at his bare muscled chest. Naruto seemed to like this, for his eyes seemed to glaze over and his fingers twitched with the desire to touch when his eyes followed.



Leaning forward again Sasuke whispered, "I think we can both agree that I'm all man."



"Mmm, I'm still more toned so I guess that makes me more man," Naruto hummed – while Sasuke just snorted – and just when his hand reached out to touch the smooth skin they both heard soft footsteps nearing.



"Shit," Sasuke cursed softly and shot up. Light on his feet, he quickly got back to the dresser and closed it as silently as he could and threw his shirt back on, then climbed into bed and turned away from Naruto. He didn't feel like playing twenty questions as to why he was up. They might start waking up earlier as well if they found him up before they were.



The footsteps paused at every doorway and Sasuke's skin was on fire under the blankets in his hot clothes in the hot weather and his heart skipped when the footsteps stopped at his door, paused for a moment, then moved on.



He waited until the footsteps were gone before turning back around to face Naruto, who also turned to smile at him. He had a nice smile.



"I guess I'll take a rain check on that spanking," he said so softly Sasuke himself barely heard him.



"Hn, just don't wait too long or I might lose interest."



Naruto's eyes sparked at that, determination passing through them and freezing Sasuke in place.



"Oh, I'm not worried."



Then he turned away from him as footsteps sounded off again and Sasuke was left to wonder as he too turned.



~*~



The one good thing about the day was that the AC was on. Naruto was sitting on the sofa with his head back and bathing in it. He was surprised he didn't get in trouble for it. The last time he was spread out on the sofa with his head back he got in trouble for 'tempting' the other males. He sometimes wondered if the priests themselves were gay, perhaps they got their own sick jollies by watching the minors shower. It really wouldn't surprise him if this place was run by a bunch of scared queens who wanted to 'help' the others out.



Some people . . .



He shook his head and sighed, then decided to shamelessly ogle the man on the other side of the sofa. Sasuke. He was gorgeous, he truly was, not even Haku could compare – to him anyway, he was sure Haku's scary boyfriend back home, who he was convinced was a mob boss from the stories he'd heard, would say differently. Even his name was sex. Sasuke. It sounded erotic to him, though that could have something to do with his dirty fantasies of moaning it. Fuck he was horny. How long had it been since he'd gotten laid or even had a good jerk? Too long.



He wondered how Sasuke was doing on that part. Was he having dirty fantasies about him too? Fantasies where he was screaming his name? Was his name sex to the dark haired beauty? He liked the way Sasuke said his name, sometimes he rolled the r and made it sound so much sexier even if he didn't do it on purpose.



His thoughts made him want to whimper. The longing was so strong it hurt. It wasn't even just Sasuke either, but for . . . everything. Naruto wasn't the type of person who should be locked up indoors. He wanted to go to beach and play in the summer, he wanted to listen to the leaves crunch and jump in them during autumn, he wanted to have snow ball fights and snowboard in the winter and just join the birds in having sex all day and night during spring – preferably with that fine specimen on the other end of the sofa – but he couldn't do any of that there. His last year of being a teenager was being taken from him and he had no say in the matter.



He hated his foster father. Hated him.



He hated him and he hated this place. In fact, he was going to have fun tonight, no matter what anyone said or did – and oh, he had horror stories of the things they did to discipline them. There was a reason why everyone was too afraid to risk getting caught. If ever he were to pray for something, it would be that Sasuke would never find out.



They were ushered into the dining room to eat dinner after a boring day of bible study and prayer and Naruto hoped that Sasuke would remember to keep quiet. He had it planned; he would attack every second he got, even if it really was just a second. So when he took a seat next to Sasuke he awaited for them to say grace. Everyone, their 'watchers' included, would have their eyes closed and their heads bowed.



How had he not seen this delicious chance before?



When the eyes closed and the heads Naruto grinned, looking over to Sasuke who mimicked the action. Stretching his arm out, he placed his hand on the raven's thigh and gave it a squeeze, making the boy jump – thankfully not hitting anything or causing noise.



As Sasuke turned over to look at him with open surprise Naruto mentally hummed at how nice his thigh felt. He bet his inner thigh felt even nicer.



His hand crept higher and closer to the boy's groin.



~*~



Sasuke's face was red and he felt himself growing excited, which really wasn't good. The only good thing about this was that the table cloth hid his lap. His mind was frantic as he realized that Naruto could probably find some way to get away with jerking him off under the table – though the cum stains would raise question so it probably wasn't the best idea. But what would they do to him if they found it? Scold him? Getting jerked would so be worth it, his teenage hormones weren't at all happy with him.



Reacting to the idea, his cock twitched happily when Naruto's hand stretched on his inner thigh.



So close . . . so close . . .



Turning his head he saw Naruto looking at him with evident want and lust. His morals were flying out the window and that dirty little part of his mind wished the blond would just throw him on the table and show everyone just how gay for each other they were and to hell with the consequences that would later come. Or maybe Sasuke would throw Naruto on the table himself and show Naruto how much of a cowboy he could be. His mind was conjuring up all sorts of fantasies – while ignoring the facts, like how he was a virgin and wouldn't even fully know what he was doing – and they were each looking more appealing every second.



"Amen."



And just like that the hand was gone and Sasuke was left there, staring at his plate in front of him, trying to calm down his speeding heart and cool his heated skin that had nothing to do with the summer heat.



Naruto actually had the balls to tease him at the dinner table.



"Sasuke are you okay? You look flushed."



Damn Sakura and her noticing skills.



"I'm not feeling well," he murmured, sneaking a glance at Naruto whose face was an unreadable mask, though his eyes spared with triumph.



What the hell had that been about?



"Do you need your temperature taken?" one of the men asked.



"No. I'll be fine." He didn't want to be sent to his room while trying to get his dick to soften, though the reality settling back in was doing the trick rather nicely.



"Alright then, I have news for everyone."



Everyone's heads looked up at the man.



"This autumn your parents will be coming to see where you all are. We'll be assessing you a week before then so be sure to cleanse your souls of any filth."



Sasuke wanted to ask what that even meant but refrained.



Next to him, Naruto made a face.



"I suppose that means . . ."



"Yes, the owner is also coming so everyone must be on their best behavior, though I'm sure you all won't disappoint. He'll be coming a bit earlier with a counselor from our church to talk to each of you individually, to see where you are mentally." The man looked at Sakura. "And remember, lying is a sin as is deceiving."



The girl shifted in her seat. "I wasn't lying. I really thought I was better."



"God doesn't look kindly upon lying."



She bowed her head and muttered an apology. What surprised Sasuke was that it was never sarcastic or bitter, but always sorrowful. Why did she care so much?



The rest of the dinner was finished in silence, one that felt melancholy to Sasuke. It made his heart feel heavy, wondering what everyone was so nervous about.



~*~



Naruto and Sasuke got changed for bed in their room, eyes from the doorway watching them to make sure they didn't turn around to look – they dressed with their backs facing each other and someone observing them. Sasuke still wasn't used to it and it still made his skin crawl. He wasn't embarrassed about being seen naked, he had visited Japan once and didn't mind going to the hot springs, nor did he have a problem dressing in front of other boys for gym. But having those eyes on him, just watching his every move made him very uncomfortable.



When they were done dressing they got on their separate beds and prayed. The priest told them goodnight when they were done, shut off the light, and then left to supervise someone else. One of the priests was sick that day and so the rest had to double up.



"What was that at the dinner table?" Sasuke whispered, turning in bed.



"What? Parents day?"



"Yeah."



"That's never a good day. Don't be surprised if you see everyone crying with a bruise here and there."



Sasuke's eyes widened. "They hit them?"



"Sometimes things get violent . . . sometimes."



Swallowing, he felt pretty sure his father wouldn't go so far as to hit him.



"And you?"



Naruto was silent for a minute.



"Can I give you some advice?"



Sasuke nodded.



"Don't talk back. Just nod along and stay silent. Act like whatever they're doing here is working, okay?"



"Wha—"



"Okay?"



Sighing, he nodded. "Alright, fine."



"Thanks."



". . . You didn't answer my question."



"Maybe some other time."



They both turned in their beds and waited for it to be safe. When they deemed it was, Sasuke rolled over and silently got out of bed. He snuck over to Naruto's and let his hand slip under the covers, smoothing over his stomach, dangerously close to where he was almost touched earlier, and he smirked at Naruto's soft gasp.



"Sas—"



"Payback for the dinner table. What was that?"



Inhaling sharply when the hand went lower Naruto whispered, "I was just having some fun." He turned his head to lock their eyes. "I like you."



Sasuke's face softened.



"Good. I like you too."



Naruto's head tilted up and he shifted on his back. He reached up and wound his fingers in the dark locks and brought Sasuke's head down, pressing their lips together softly. It would have been perfect, if not for the fact that they couldn't lose track of the time or make too much noise. It was amazing that they could even hear each other's whispers they were so low – sometimes they had to read each other's lips so it was a good thing Sasuke was right next to the bed so Naruto could hear him and not have to strain his eyes in the dark to see what he was mouthing. He swore he had the senses of a dog sometimes. It was amazing what one could adjust to.



It was just a simple, soft touch of lips but it was enough to spark a fire, a fire that had to be watered down before it took control. He couldn't taste Naruto, but he took in his scent and decided he had a nice natural smell. It was a very good thing since the only thing they got to use in that department was deodorant – that they hid in their sock drawer – unless the soap they used when bathing counted.



"That was nice," Naruto mumbled softly against his lips when they parted. "You have nice lips. They're not thin like most guys."



"Heh, thanks," Sasuke breathed, then figured they pushed their luck enough for one night and got back in bed.



Not even the sound of footsteps bothered him that night. He licked his lips as he tried to get comfortable on the stiff bed.



He felt like a rebel, sneaking forbidden kisses and getting secretly touched when surrounded by people who would punish them for it. He liked it. Having his thigh touched at dinner and that simple press of lips just seconds before was much more exciting and pleasing than his make out session with that boy on his couch. Naruto excited him. He wanted to crawl back over to that bed and make out with him for real, to touch him and be touched by him, to kiss him and be kissed by him, to feel their bodies pressed together.



He'd never liked a boy the way he liked Naruto. He'd been attracted to others before, but this felt different. The feeling was different. It was better and more intense.



Closing his eyes, he wondered what they would do next in secret as he drifted off into a dreamless sleep.



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