Tadaima

Kiki-Chan: Mmmm, so Nanin, one of my faithful readers (who makes me feel so cuddly on the inside when she reviews this story =D) hinted for a little man action, and hey, who am I to deny the people what they want? That, and I just really want to try my hand at some man action. So this will be my very first published… sexual situation (there, a little spoiler, =D).
Oh, and I own Ginzou (Note: Gin = Silver) and all his sexy red-hairness. And mendokuse means ‘troublesome’ and boke means asshole.
Thanks to everyone who has reviwewed (especially SnekyFox and JtheChosen1). You guys are so awesome.
Enjoy.

“Oh, Woe Be The Drunk”

Sasuke looked like he was doing well. Or at least he did from what Naruto could see. After all, when he’d first laid eyes upon in months, he’d looked bored, and then, shocked (but only for a moment of course). Naruto grinned as he walked at an easy pace; oh yeah, he still had it. The grin faded and the blonde thought about the chance encounter between the ex-teammates. For once, Kiba had felt like eating something other than barbecue (because damn, if Naruto had an obsession with ramen, Kiba was just as bad with barbecue). So Naruto had taken it upon himself to break out of the norm for once and they headed for the nice little sushi shop owned by a retired shinobi (not something you see often).

How the hell was he supposed to know the dark haired teen was going to be there? Naruto’s frown deepened, his hands leaving the back of his head and shoving themselves into his pockets. How was he supposed to know the avenger would be there with a girl? One he seemed to enjoy the company of if his soft rebukes and even softer smiles were anything to go by. The Uzumaki’s head fell forward as his eyes absentmindedly traced the ground.

It wasn’t like he cared or anything. After all, he’d wanted Sasuke to come home to live again, had wanted tomake him see that revenge wasn’t all that he had to live for.

Naruto’s right hand came up and rubbed at the back of his neck. He hadn’t imagined that he wouldn’t ever see Sasuke after he brought him back. It wasn’t like he’d expected them to magically become friends again or anything. But perhaps, if it hadn’t been for the missions Tsunade had sent him on, one right after the other, he’d have been able to reach out to his former friend, make him feel as if he still had a place he belonged to.

Though it seemed he hadn’t needed to, judging by how close the Uchiha and the dark haired girl seemed to be. Naruto unconsciously sneered; anyways, what the fuck did he care about some village girl and the last fucking Uchiha? At least the village would get some more Sharingan wielding genius babies.

The blonde winced as he came to a stop in front of the Hokage tower. That had been unwarranted. He didn’t even know what he was angry about.

Denial.

Naruto rolled his eyes at the whisper echoing in his head and opened the door to the building. Fuck that, he didn’t deny shit, especially if the truth was right in front of him.

Riight. You can add lying on top of that.

Oi. Shut the fuck up, Naruto spat back. One of these days, he was going to learn how to seal the little fox’s mouth up.

Kyuubi tsk’ed. Denial. Such a human emotion.

Naruto rolled his eyes. Pray tell, just what am I denying?

Oh, I don’t know, the fact that when you saw the Uchiha, you wanted to bend his pale ass over in front of the bitch he was sitting with and fuck it?

Naruto suppressed a shudder and ignored the chuckle. Listen furball, that’s not even half true.

You know, from a human who demands to always be told the truth, you lie quite a bit.

The blonde mentally rolled his eyes at he stepped into the bustling mission room. He smiled absentmindedly at a few ninja in there as he replied.

Like I said, bitch, shut the fuck up.

The demon fox, far too happy in his vessel’s obvious discomfort, ignored the jab and chuckled as he went silent.

With a quiet sigh, the Uzumaki strolled over to his former academy teacher.

“Ohayo, Iruka-sensei!” Naruto exclaimed excitedly. A scroll flew a top speed and promptly beat him in the forehead. “Itai! What was that for?”

“You have to lower your voice when you enter the building, Naruto, I’ve told you a thousand times.”

The blonde had an urge to tell the older man that he doubted that. However, he wasn’t as stupid as he made out to be, and suppressed the urge in order to keep his limbs.

“Ne, Iruka-sensei, do you have any missions for me?” He struck a pose that was suppose to make him look manly. “A-rank? Maybe even S-rank? After all, I am the great Uzumaki-”

“Naruto!”

Said teenager turned around in a huff, miffed that his moment of glory had been destroyed.

Kiba.

“Oi, baka,” the mutt had the nerve to say, “You still do those poses. God, you’re even worse than Gai and Lee.”

Naruto drew back in horror as the Inuzuka burst out into laughter. Hell, even Akamaru had to bark in laughter at that. Gai and Lee’s damn poses were scarier than Tsunade’s fist.

“You mutt-“

That forced Inuzuka to stop laughing immediately. “Who are you calling a mutt, baka?!”

“Well, I call’em like I see’em, mutt!”

“You-“

Two scrolls once again flew to hit both teenagers in the face. Twin cries of ‘Ow, Iruka-sensei’ warranted another heated lecture from the tanned man.

“Now,” Iruka said, winding down, “I thought you were on vacation, Naruto.”

Naruto blinked. Vacation?

“Yeah, Uzumaki,” Kiba chimed, “Hokage-san gave us a break after that last mission, ‘member?”

Last mission, last mission….

That was when a homicidal maniac in Snow had nearly decapitated him. Yeah, something like definitely deserved a vacation.

“I remember, now,” Naruto said. “God, Snow is so cold, my piss froze before a it hit the ground.”

Kiba broke out into a fit of laughter, then laughed harder when Iruka decided to forgo throwing scrolls and promptly smacke Naruto in the back of the head with a shoe.

“Anyways,” Kiba said as he steered the whickered teen out of the mission room and out of the building. “Are you coming out with us tonight?”

“Us?”

“Yes, us. Shika, Ino, and me.”

A blonde brow twitched. “Ino?”

Kiba smiled. “Yeah, Ino. She promises that this time she’ll stop putting aphrodisiacs in your drinks. Although, she said it wasn’t her fault that you humped every male in vicinity when you’re drunk and horny and look good doing it.”

The eyebrow twitched again.

“But she promises to leave the camera at home and that no matter how sexy man on man action is, she won’t try to record you having sex.”

Sometimes, Naruto wondered why he bothered with his friends.

“So, meet us up at ten tonight,” Kiba called, veering off without waiting for a reply.

Naruto supposed he didn’t have much choice.

Fuck it. It was time to get drunk.


Fuck it. It was time to get drunk.

Sasuke had had just about enough of this village. He never should have came back. He should’ve have fought harder, but damn, he had been so tired…

Well, that was in the past and this was the present. And presently, Sasuke was in a club that was eighty percent ninja and twenty percent villagers, getting drunk off his pale white ass.

“’Nother one,” he demanded, slamming his glass onto the bar counter. “Now.”

The bartender smiled and poured another drink that Sasuke forgot the name of, muscles flexing underneath flashing lights. Mmmm…

The Uchiha threw that drink down his throat just as fast as it was handed to him, his head becoming light from lack of oxygen. He gasped and pushed the glass towards the bartender again. “More.”

“Are you sure?” The man’s deep voice was easily heard over the loud bass of the horrid music playing.

“Yer gittin’ paid, arn-, arint, aren’t you,” Sasuke strung together. He wasn’t drunk enough yet.

The other man shrugged and poured another, amusement dancing in dark eyes. Sasuke narrowed his own black orbs. Who the fuck was this guy laughing at? He was Uchiha Sasuke, dammit.

But then a drink was placed in front of him and he became distracted. Eagerly, he downed this drink and stood.

“No more?”

Sasuke shook his head and lurched forward. His hand shot out and gripped the edge the bar counter for a moment before he walked unsteadily into the crowd.

The bartender watched as the Uchiha disappeared into the crowd and smiled wickedly. Kawaii.


Shit, Naruto couldn’t see two feet in front of him, which probably explained why he was currently lying across the floor, groaning in sheer drunken agony.

He heard a giggle and let loose a grunt of pain as his fellow blonde landed on his spine.

“Ne, Naru-chan, gidd’yup!”

“Ino, git the fuck off me,” he snapped.

“No, gidd’yup.”

“Fuck, Ino, stop! Yer hurtin’ my spine.”

The blonde girl ignored him so Naruto gather what little strength he had and twisted his hips sharply to the right, tossing his friend off. As soon as she cleared off, he pushed himself to his knees and, with Shikamaru’s help, stood.

Kiba doubled over laughing.

“Screw yer ass, too, mutt.”

Ino squealed. “Go ‘head. Screw him!”

A growl escaped the blonde as he started yelling and flailing his arms at the other two. Shikamaru sighed and rolled his eyes. Honestly, they were all such children.

Mendokuse.

“Minna, calm down,” the genius interjected as Naruto tried to throttle a giggly Ino.

Why did they bother coming to this club and get drunk if they were all just going to fight anyway? Seriously, Shikamaru thought that maybe he should look into getting new companions.

“I’m tired of yous,” Naruto slurred, and stomped drunkenly off into the crowd.

Shikamaru just shook his head as Ino and Kiba laughed loudly.


Sasuke trudged into the male bathroom (this time; that’s right, the Great Uchiha Sasuke had mistakenly walked into the women’s restroom) and supported himself on one of the sinks. Surprisingly enough, getting drunk hadn’t helped with is nonexistent depression. On top of that, he’d lost Natsy-chan. The pale teenager wondered where his dark haired friend went off to and hoped she wasn’t being molested by a sneaky ninja or anything. ‘Cause that would really suck.

Okay, so maybe he shouldn’t have had that last drink. Or the eight before that, but hey, he deserved a little break.

Sasuke bent over and turned the water on. Closing his eyes, he splashed water onto his face. He frowned and paused; he’d thought he heard the door opening over the gushing faucet. Shrugging his left shoulder, he splashed his face again. Maybe the water would help him get alert enough to search for what’s-her-face. Natsuki. Sumi. Natsumi.

“Kawaii.”

Sasuke’s head decided that spinning to face the intruder was a very bad thing and maybe Sasuke shouldn’t do it again. Sasuke wiped his face off on his long sleeved, black tee shirt. Looking again at the person, he was first confronted with a shock of red hair.

“Who’re you?”

The red head chuckled and moved forward. “I’m the guy who served you drinks for the last two hours, Sasu-kun.”

Only two people were able to get away with calling him that and they did not have a penis.

“Don’t call me that, boke-chan.”

“Mou, Sasu-kun, you’re breaking my heart.” The stranger was close enough that Sasuke had to tilt his head slightly to stare up into the lightest silver eyes he’d ever seen. Pretty eyes.

“You think so?”

“What?”

The red head smirked slightly. “You just said my eyes were pretty. I think that’s sweet, Sasuke.”

Said boy frowned. “They’re not pretty. They’re ugly. And how d’ya know muh name?”

“You told me.”

“Oh.” Sasuke did not remember. But hey, who could remember anything when this large, muscular man was crowding them up against the sink. Sasuke could feel the porcelain press into the small of his back. In an effort to alleviate the pressure, he brushed up against the man in front of him. The Uchiha froze; he was pretty sure that that was not a kunai in the other man’s pants.

The stranger chuckled, hips tilting forward slightly to brush up against the silent boy again. “You feel what you did to me, ne?”

Sasuke looked up, eyes wide. “Me?”

“Aa.” The red haired stranger leaned forward and placed his hands around Sasuke on the sink behind him. Slowly, he pressed his body into the pale boy, taking pleasure in the strangled noise that escaped the Uchiha. “You really have no idea how damn cute you are, Sasuke-chan.”

Sasuke tried to focus, but the man’s hips had just begun to move slowly. “I’m nuh, not cute.”

The red head chuckled before he leaned down and bit lightly on the top of Sasuke’s ear. That made the boy jerk closer into the man’s embrace.

“Of course, you are.”

“Nuh, nooo,” he drawled as his eyes slid shut from the feel of the man’s tongue on his neck.

“No? Then how about,” the intruder crooned as he pressed a kiss on the corner of Sasuke lips,

“Sexy?”

“Se-exy,” Sasuke gasped.

“Mmhmm,” was the reply as the red head ground his hips a little harder and a little faster into Sasuke’s own slender hips.

“Wha, What do you mean,” he forced out as one hand left to grab a hip and the other slipped into inky hair. The hand massaging his scalp tightened and pulled his head back. A split second later, he moaned at the feel of tongue on the sensitive hollow of his neck.

“I mean that the first time I saw you with your little friend, I wanted to bend you over on the nearest flat surface and take your sweet little ass.”

“That’s too bad,” Sasuke replied slowly, even as a traitorous leg wrapped around a slim waist and he ground his erection into the other man’s.

“And why is that, Sasuke-kun?” He leaned in further to nip at Sasuke’s bottom lip.

“I don’t fuck strangers.” Pale arms traveled up until Sasuke’s hands gripped the stranger’s shoulders.

The red head gave a little laugh. “I’m Ginzou.”

“Giiinzou…” Sasuke’s hips bucked. “More.”

“I thought you don’t fuck strangers,” Ginzou teased.

Sasuke, through great effort, lifted his eye lids to half mast and gave a glare that looked more like a pout. “It’s ‘kay. I know you now. So fuck me.”

“My pleasure.”

Ginzou finally pressed his lips fully to Sasuke’s. Meanwhile, his left hand had traveled up from a pale hip and slipped underneath the dark shirt to tease a pebbled nipple. A pinch caused Sasuke to gasp delightfully, opening his mouth for Ginzou. The red head slipped his tongue in and proceeded to fuck the Uchiha’s mouth with the appendage. Sasuke moaned around the muscle, hips grinding uncontrollably into his partner’s.

Sasuke pulled his head back and gasped. “Fuck, more.”

“Such a demanding little bitch.” Ginzou grinned at the glare leveled at him and chuckled. Taking pity on Sasuke’s obviously despeate need, he slipped the hand not messing with the boy’s sensitive nipples down the waistband of dark pants. Swiftly unbuttoning, then unzipping the pants, Ginzou had his hand kneading Sasuke’s cock through fabric in no time.

“You like that?” Sasuke nodded, eyes falling close again. “Then you’ll like it even more when I do this, ne?”

Sasuke had no chance to reply seeing has Ginzou’s hand disappeared into the dark boxers and created a hot tunnel around his dripping cock.

“Ah! Giin!”

“Mmm?” he murmured against the column of Sasuke’s neck.

“Ngh…” Sasuke whimpered and thrust into the hand around his weeping erection. Absentmindedly, he heard the door to the restroom open, but ignored it in favor of seeking release held by this red haired demon.

“What the fuck?!”

Sasuke blocked out the angry voice; he was so close, so damn… close….

Ginzou looked over his shoulder as he kept his grip on the boy in front of him.

“Naruto,” he greeted in a husky voice.

Naruto.

Naruto?

Oh shit.

Sasuke’s head snapped up from it had been nestled in the crook of his partner’s neck and stared with wide eyes into narrowed, darkened blue eyes.

“Naruto?!”

Kiki-chan: I spent a lot of time on this. Time I should have been using to do my homework -.-. And I think that it came out a little longer than I expected. In fact, I had to cut it off there because there was just so much.
So yeah, a little smut for the peoples. How did you guys like it?
Not much else to say except please review because it makes Muse-chan happy.
Hope you guys enjoyed.
Ja ne!