Mixed Communication

Summary: Sometimes it's not a lack of understanding that's the problem - it's when the other person understands far too much.

Disclaimer: I do not own any Naruto character. But I'm totally admitting the defeat in my effort to keep Itachi in Hong Kong, I just have too much 3 for the bastard ^_^

Warnings: YAOI, boyxboy, bj, language per usual, smutty!Deidara

A/N: So, there's smut in this one too. If you want to skip it, just hide your eyes and scroll down to the first . . . - that should be safe. Theoreticaly. Hopefully. No peeking though ;)

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Naruto blinked himself awake. He must have dozed off. His neck had a slight crick in it, though the chair wasn’t terribly uncomfortable. The headphones were no longer on his ears. He felt warmth by his shoulder, and turned to see Sasuke sitting next to the chair, messing with his phone.

Finishing his text message, the raven turned and looked up at Naruto. For a moment, the blond contented himself with just looking at the other man. Sasuke this morning wasn’t the cold businessman he’d first met, or the arrogant seducer of the night before. This look on Sasuke’s face was calm, contemplative. Almost like his music. Maybe.

“Good morning,” the raven said, breaking the silence.

“Morning,” Naruto answered, surprised at how husky his voice sounded this early in the morning.

They just sat there, looking at each other, until the raven reached up and grabbed the collar of the yukata, gently pulling Naruto down onto the floor with him. Naruto, being Naruto, fell down none too gracefully, letting out a breath as he finally landed, straddling the other man. When he tried to sit up, he discovered that the cloth of the yukata was caught between them. He lifted up to pull it out. When he sat back down, his indrawn breath was for a far different reason.

“You’re naked!”

Sasuke blinked. “You just now noticed?”

Naruto blushed. “I wasn’t looking at that, bastard!”

“Ah,” Sasuke said, smirking. “What were you looking at?”

“I—“

The raven didn’t let him finish, cupping his head with a hand and bringing him in for a kiss. The raven tasted clean. Naruto scooted back on his lap, not wanting to go too far too fast. Sasuke let him, though he did slip his other hand under the yukata and around the blond’s back, letting his hand stroke up and down gently.

Naruto wanted to taste more of this calm, gentle Sasuke. He trailed kisses to the others neck, splaying his hands on the other’s chest, feeling the raven’s quickening pulse under his hands, hearing the small beautiful sounds the other made in response to his mouth. Sasuke turned his head, giving Naruto more access to his neck. His hand slid from the back of the blond’s neck to his shoulder, pushing the collar of the yukata down his arm until it was caught by the upturned forearm.

“So beautiful,” Sasuke whispered.

Naruto raised his head and looked at the raven inquiringly. Sasuke was looking at the window. The blond turned his head and saw what his lover saw – the two of them in faint reflection. The white fabric of the yukata was pooled around their bodies, in stark contrast to the tan skin of his shoulder and chest. Sasuke’s face was flushed. Naruto had a solemn look on his face.

He’d been swept away the night before, so overwhelmed with pleasure that he’d barely done anything. This morning, as he looked down at the naked body beneath him, the pale skin stretched taught over wiry muscles, the wet pink lips and hazy eyes – eyes so black they were highlighted by the darkest grey – this morning, he wanted to taste.

He kissed Sasuke again, lightly, trailing kisses down to the base of the raven’s throat. He nipped at the pulse there, but lightly – no marks, not this high up. He didn’t want to trespass on the Sasuke who was all business. Even if this was the only chance he had to do this, he wanted to do it with – honor? Respect? He didn’t know the word. Maybe care. It didn’t matter.

He moved down to the raven’s collar bone, down below where the skin would show above a shirt collar, and sucked the skin. He listened to every change in the raven’s breath. Glancing up, he saw dark eyes watching him languidly. Sasuke did nothing to stop him, just ran his fingers up into the blond’s hair, not directing, just caressing. Neither of them said a word. It seemed neither wanted to break this mood, this moment.

Naruto let his tongue flick out to tease the nub of the raven’s right nipple, pressing it in as it got hard, sucking it back out, nibbling gently, letting his thumb play with the other. Sasuke wasn’t loud, not yet at least. But in the silence, the small sounds he made illuminated his response perfectly clearly. Naruto wanted to have time to map this body by those sounds, unlock every spot that would allow him to bring the raven pleasure, the spots where he could untie every string of the raven’s defenses, to serve this beautiful body. He moved back, feeling the raven’s erect length pressing against his chest as he licked and nipped down the other man’s stomach.

He lifted his head and looked down at the cock beneath him. The cock that had been within him the night before, so amazingly deep. It was proud and beautiful. He heard the indrawn breath above him, and the lightest of pressure from the hands on his head. He looked up into Sasuke’s face, and smiled contentedly. He had no intent to tease. Tease for another time, perhaps, if there was another time. But right now, he wanted to say thanks.

He nuzzled against the length, feeling the amazingly soft skin against his cheek. He let his tongue trace up the vein at the bottom, then gave light short licks around the head. Ok, maybe he was teasing, just a little bit. But he felt – happy. Sasuke was just sitting back, letting him go at his own pace.

He blew against the tip of Sasuke’s cock, letting his tongue flick out to taste the precum gathered in the slit. He wet his lips and let them slip tightly down around the head, sucking then pulling back off all the way, smirking at the muffled groan that came in response. Grinning inside, he opened his mouth and slid it halfway down the length, sucking hard as he pulled his head back up, keeping the head inside this time. He paused before lowing back down, bobbing his head slowly, feeling the raven start to move his hands in response – never pushing, just a soft gentle urging, directing his rhythm. He took more and more in, letting his tongue press against the delicious length, using his teeth oh so lightly against the precious skin, keeping his lips tight around the cock so that he could maintain as much suction as was pleasurable. He loved giving blowjobs. He’d really missed them. There was something about them, the fact that he could bring so much pleasure with mouth and sometimes hands. He loved these moments where he was able to concentrate fully on the needs of the other, and not his own. Sasuke had spoiled him so thoroughly the night before, his pleasure came from being able to do everything in his power to spoil the other.

He listened as the raven’s breath changed, became more ragged, his muscles tightening. The hands in his hair tugged up at him, but he ignored it. Finally, the raven whispered his name.

“Naruto, I’m about to – you don’t have to –“

The blond’s only response was to start moving faster, until the hands stopped tugging and tightened in his hair. He glanced up and saw the raven’s eyes were slits staring down at him, head pressed back against the chair. He pressed the tip of his tongue against the bottom of the head, and sucked harder, working on a steady rhythm to bring Sasuke to the crest of his desire. The raven shuddered above him, and Naruto could feel the cock in his mouth start to pulse, felt with his tongue as Sasuke’s release traveled to his mouth, flooding it. He just swallowed, letting the taste linger on his tongue, milking the cock with his mouth and lips until Sasuke shivered, pulling him back. Giving the oversensitive head one last final suck, he laid his head on the raven’s thigh, savoring the taste.

He looked up into eyes murky with afterglow and amazement. After a minute or two, the raven traced his cheek with soft fingertips. He felt the touch trace over the scars on his cheek, so softly. He admired the trail of marks he’d left on the raven’s pale skin.

The spell was broken by the buzz of Sasuke’s cell phone. The raven grimaced and picked it up, cursing under his breath. He pressed a button and held it to his ear. As quickly as that, the calm look was replaced with the cool mask of the businessmen, though annoyance was slipping past the mask.

“Hello,” he said, absently caressing the blond’s hair. He listened to the voice on the other end of the phone and said, “Can I call you back in about five minutes Itachi? I’m in the middle of something.”

Naruto watched as a faint blush spread across his lover’s features. “That’s none of your business,” the raven snapped, pausing. “It’s nothing you have to worry about.”

The blond felt a sliver of reality intrude on his heart. He had a feeling he knew what they were talking about. He saw Sasuke glance down and felt the fingers in his hair caress him gently, as if in reassurance. Of course. Even if there were to be more to this than just one night and the morning after, there was still business that would have to be dealt with.

“I’ll call you back in five minutes,” Sasuke said, hanging up the phone and putting it to the side.

Naruto sat back on his knees, letting the raven pull him forward for a soft kiss.

“Thank you,” Sasuke said. He glanced down the blond’s body and frowned apologetically. “Sorry.”

Naruto smiled. “Don’t worry about it. Can I borrow your shower?”

“Of course,” the raven said, still frowning. Pouting, almost, but in such a dignified manner.

Naruto chuckled, leaning forward for a quick kiss before getting up. He was walking towards the door when a stray thought occurred to him. Maybe, just maybe, it was ok to take a slight chance. He looked back flirtatiously, and said, “You can just make it up to me later.”

The raven blinked at him, then smirked. “Definitely. I’ll put some breakfast together while you’re in there, if you’re hungry.”

“Great!” Naruto said, giving him a big thumbs up. He turned back towards the bathroom, still tasting Sasuke in his mouth. He smirked. He was pretty sure the look on his face was much better than that of the cat that ate the canary.

. . .

Sasuke watched as the blond disappeared in a swirl of white cloth. Standing, he reached over and picked up his cell phone, putting the headphones in their proper place and taking the CD out of the stereo to put it away. Before he slid the CD into the rack he glanced again at the album cover, wondering why Naruto had picked that particular composer to listen too. He felt all these small questions welling up in him about the man he’d spent the night with. It surprised him, that he wanted to know so much.

He slid the CD home, then glanced down at his body, fingers tracing the marks left by the hot, insistent mouth that had captured him a few minutes earlier. It was strange to be on the receiving act like that. Strange, but it had seemed so perfectly natural. It was a gentler pleasure than what he’d taken the night before, but it had been so in tune with his mood.

Sighing, he walked back to his bedroom, slipping on a pair of boxer shorts before smoothing up the bed. He flicked his phone on and dialed his brother’s number. The last person he wanted to talk to this morning, but he supposed not all of his wishes could come true.

“Sasuke?”

“Itachi.”

“Having a good morning?” the elder raven asked.

“Hn.”

“How’d the meeting with Sakura Corp go yesterday?”

“Fine. We were able to wrap up all the major details. There are a few minor questions about the final implementation, but nothing that will impact finalizing the deal. Neji is having the lawyers go over the documents for us to sign this morning.”

“Good. So – your company this morning – Deidara had some interesting thoughts on who it might be.”

Fucking blond, he just had to rat him out. This was just what he needed, his brother getting into his personal business. He wondered if Itachi would get onto him for mixing business and pleasure.

“I’m assuming from your silence that his assumption is correct?”

“Hn.”

“What’s he like?”

Damnit, he had no idea what to answer to that. He barely even knew, there were so many words in his head right now he didn’t know how to distill them down into one sentence. Why did Itachi have to be so direct anyway? All his life, his brother had had a talent of getting under his skin and driving him nuts. Part of it came from him being so damn perfect at everything, so arrogantly cocky – though Sasuke wasn’t sure if it was arrogant if you could actually back it up.

Sighing, he said, “You’re going to be back on Friday night, right? I’m pretty sure they’re staying over the weekend, at least.” He felt his voice go flat at the end of that sentence. He refused to admit how the thought of the blond leaving made him feel. He wasn’t a teenager, for peats sake.

“Hmm, I had planned to be busy, but I suppose it would be nice to meet them. They certainly do seem to make an impression on my precious people.”

Sasuke smirked at that. Itachi might be good at getting under his skin, but Deidara was a pro at exasperating the normally too-cool-for-words elder Uchiha. Hearing the sounds of singing from his bathroom, he felt a vague premonition, but just shuffled it away in the back of his mind, saying, “I’ll arrange something. Was there anything else?”

“No, that’s it. Thanks for holding down the fort while I’ve been gone.”

Sasuke tightened his fingers around the cell phone in annoyance. Itachi always had a way of speaking as if he thought everything would fall apart without him, and was amazed when it didn’t. “Of course,” he said. “Have a good day, aniki.”

“You too. Ja ne.”

Sasuke pressed the disconnect button just a bit harder than necessary and threw the phone onto the bedspread. He checked the time. He was planning on going in a bit late that morning; Neji would keep everything under control. Glad the business with his brother was over, he turned his thoughts to the next order of business. Breakfast.

. . .

Sasuke was sitting at the small breakfast table in his kitchen when Naruto came through the door wearing nothing but a towel. He was admiring the tan skin, watching a few droplets slide down the bare chest and wondering what it would be like to lick the water of that skin when he noticed the blond’s expression.

“Granola?” came the outburst to explain the expression. “You eat granola for breakfast?”

Sasuke blinked, putting his newspaper down. “Granola is healthy for you,” he said. “Besides, it’s not only granola, it’s also berries and yogurt.”

Naruto sighed and slid into the seat across from him, shaking his head as he looked at the food in front of him.

“What’s wrong?” Sasuke said.

“I was expecting oh, I don’t know, rice, and miso soup, and tamagoyaki, or something.”

Sasuke smirked. “Sorry, I’m not much of a cook. The granola’s probably better for you anyways.”

The blond sighed, and fixed himself a bowl, moving the food around with his spoon. Sasuke looked back at his newspaper.

“Ne, Sasuke,” the blond said.

“Hn?”

“Why didn’t you say anything?”

“What?”

“At the business meeting yesterday, about knowing English. Or when Sakura and I started, um, you know.”

Sasuke smirked at the light blush on the blond’s cheeks, then thought of how to answer. “Mmm, habit, I suppose, about the English. About the other – I guess I wanted to see how far you’d take it. Plus, it was handy knowing how easy it would be to seduce you.”

The smirk just widened in response to the blond’s glare. The blush just intensified as the blond was forced to acknowledge the truth of those words.

“Hmph,” he finally said, attacking his granola.

They ate in silence for a few minutes, then Sasuke said, “Where did you learn your Japanese, by the way? It’s very good.”

“Oh,” the blond said, swirling his spoon around in his bowl. “My grandfather is Japanese. His parents immigrated over in the 1930s, before the war.”

He took a bite, the silence reminding them both of the shadows of history between their countries. Then he continued, looking down at his bowl. “He didn’t like to speak English, so he had me speak Japanese at home.”

“What about your parents? Did you speak Japanese with them?”

“Mmm, no. They died when I was a couple months old. I grew up with my grandfather.”

“Oh,” Sasuke said, not sure if there was a better response.

Naruto shrugged, looking up at him. “From the way he talks, he’s actually got a decent following here in Japan. He’s a novelist. I think I may have seen one of his books on your bookshelf.”

“Oh? What’s his name?”

“Goketsu Jiraiya.”

Sasuke choked. That was Naruto’s grandfather? He felt a blush coming to his own cheeks. He hadn’t bought the book for himself! It was one of Deidara’s gag gifts from a few months ago. He just hadn’t gotten rid of it, sticking it on the shelf one day when he was busy.

It was Naruto’s turn to smirk now. “Funny,” he said, “I wouldn’t’ve thought his work was your type, Saaaasuke.”

Sasuke narrowed his eyes. “Idiot,” he said, and then leered at the blond. “I’m pretty sure I don’t need a book to give me inspiration on just what else I’d like to do to you this morning. After all, I still need to pay you back.”

He was rewarded with wide blue eyes and an indrawn breath. “But – work! Sasuke!”

Sasuke chuckled. “I suppose you’re right,” he replied. “Maybe later tonight?” he continued, feeling a small hope flutter in his chest. “I could take you to one of my favorite restaurants, since we got to go to one of yours yesterday.”

The look in the blonds eyes softened, and he looked down, a small smile flitting across his face. “That would be nice,” he said, then looked up suspiciously. “As long as it’s not all health food, teme.”

Sasuke shook his head. “No, just a little place I like. I need to talk to Sakura and Deidara about setting up a more formal dinner tomorrow night anyhow; Itachi wants to meet you two when he comes back from his trip to Hong Kong.”

Naruto nodded. He sighed again, looking off to the side. Sasuke could guess the thoughts in his head, the same that had been lurking in the back of his own this morning. He was beginning to get too greedy for the blond, for his time. He wanted to keep this feeling in his heart, make these moments last forever, having the blond here so he could find the answers to all his questions, continue to see that smile.

“Sakura would like that,” the blond finally said, looking up with a grin that didn’t quite match his eyes. “She’s always wanted to meet Itachi. She’s sure that half the things Deidara says about him aren’t true.”

Sasuke smirked. “Knowing Deidara – well normally I’d say he’s exaggerating, but you never know with Itachi.”

Naruto widened his eyes, all traces of sadness washed away by those blue orbs. “Scary, very scary.”

Sasuke agreed. “Very scary indeed.”

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Prism0467 - thanks!! I love the image of it... even more, the image of the morning after :) If I could draw, I have this perfect image in my mind of the two of them together.... I have a thing for guys in yukatas :)

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Kurai Kisu - thanks! I came across it randomly among other pieces of Japanese classical music - it totally captured my attention.

emoboy - there will be more! I've been lazy about writing the past few days (too much reading and looking at pictures of bishis), but I'm definately not over with this fic - just need to put my author's hat back on!

Tab - thanks :) I think the reviews will come. Someone said I just update too often - but meh, I figure, I'll update as often as I write :)

gingitsune - aww, thanks :) :) I'm so glad someone picked up on that about the relationship with Haku - it really helps, as an author, to know that people are looking at your work and finding the points you find special special to them as well.

Kensington - ^_^ I'm all about the good SasuNaru.... and about the good romance!

Anon - thank you so much :) I love the hot and steamy, but I want it to be realistic as well - the boys deserve it

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airhead622 - I'm so glad!! I hope you enjoy this chappie as well... and I love the super sweet moments as well as the hot and heavy ones... even both at once!

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