Colors

*Hi again fellow readers. Here’s to chapter 6. As to when Sasu and Naru are going to come in…. ehm ehm…. Lets wait and see a little longer… Cheers and enjoy.

Chapter 6

Sasuke entered his apartment and closed the door behind him, not bothering to switch the lights on in his large commode. Although it was no penthouse, Sasuke’s space in the sky was nothing short of luxurious. The 6,000 sqft apartment had 4 bedrooms in it and 2 living rooms with a huge kitchen and bar for entertainment purposes. Large windows allowed the city’s lights to filter through giving the dark interior a ghostly glow. Sasuke headed past his living room and into the kitchen to grab a glass of water. Drinking it down and heaving a sigh, he placed the cup back down on the bar top whilst letting his mind flow back to the party. Having seen the extravagance, he was torn. He couldn’t decide if he wanted to fuck Naruto brainless or if he hated the blonde even more now for having become a highly successful art dealer and being dangerously close to achieving what Sasuke had become.

“Why the troubled face dear brother?”

Sasuke jumped and let out a suppressed yelp, which made him choke on the water he currently had in his mouth. He ran to the kitchen sink and spit the water out, coughing and spluttering at the same time. He felt Itachi approach him from behind to pat his back gently, helping him to compose himself.

“Oh dear, sorry. Did I startle you?”
Sasuke turned to face him abruptly.

“Fuck Itachi! What do you think?”

Itachi looked at his brother’s blood shot eyes and flushed face.

“I didn’t mean to hurt you.” He took a step back, giving Sasuke room to breathe.

“I thought you had left for your trip.”

“I am leaving for my trip. I just didn’t tell you that the flight’s in the middle of the night.”
Itachi smiled at Sasuke, which made him shiver in revolt. Having fully regained his breath, Sasuke stepped forward to walk past his brother but was forced to stop as Itachi had lifted a hand to bar his path, trapping him within the open-concept kitchen’s confines.

“Where are you going? I thought you should at least be pleasantly surprised to see me here.” Itachi looked longingly at Sasuke. Having felt a familiar wave of fear from his words, Sasuke decided that it was best to play the obedient pet. Turning to face Itachi he gazed intently into his eyes. Unable to bare the sight of his younger brother’s immaculate form, he took Sasuke in his arms and held him tightly.

“I’m sorry I hurt you sometimes. But I’m glad you came home early. You have no idea how afraid I was to lose you.” Sasuke didn’t have the faintest idea as to why Itachi was afraid, but his brother had meant the words sincerely and Sasuke could tell from the slight tremble in his embrace. Itachi leaned back and removed Sasuke’s spectacles gently, placing them aside before lowering his head to kiss Sasuke. He began with a soft touching of their lips and progressed to little licks along Sasuke’s jaw line before blowing softly into Sasuke’s ear causing his skin to crawl.


“And because you’ve been such a good boy tonight, I’ve decided to give you a little treat.” He said in a hoarse whisper.
Sasuke’s heart began to race as he wondered what his brother would be up to next. Itachi sunk into a kneeling position. *No, fucking, way*. Sasuke cringed as his brother ran a hand to cup his groin.

“Relax, you’ll soon feel better.” There was no doubt that Itachi was earnest in his actions. To him nothing meant more than having his brother by his side and it was his duty to make sure that his brother got every need fulfilled by him, including his sexual hunger.

Itachi slowly unzipped the Burberry pants and pushed it along with Sasuke’s jockeys past his taut cheeks and slowly growing bulge before letting the hindering clothes fall around his brother’s knees. Sasuke didn’t move. He merely gazed down at his brother and tried his best to hide the fearful horror in his mind. Itachi smiled lovingly at Sasuke before he started to tickle the underside of Sasuke’s balls, causing the younger man’s thigh muscles to tense in response. Itachi began nibbling around his brother’s inner thighs and accompanied each bite with a tantalizing lick; knowing that this was Sasuke’s most sensitive area. Sasuke fought the invasion of lust that his brother was causing upon him. He refused to accept that he enjoyed each gesture, each caress and tried his best to fight the hard on that was gradually building.

Observing Sasuke’s half erect member, Itachi decided to lap his wet tongue firmly across the tip. That did it. Sasuke could no longer ignore the sensations and at the same time that Itachi began suckling gently on the tip of his penis, he threw his head back and let out a muffled moan, tightening his fists that were currently supporting his weight on the countertop.

Taking the queue from his brother’s responses, Itachi took Sasuke in until he felt the sensitive nub on the back of his throat and swallowed. The tickling sensation made Sasuke jerk his hips, only to find that Itachi’s strong hands had pinned them down fast against the kitchen cabinet. Itachi then slowly withdrew whilst maintaining a firm suction on Sasuke’s cock causing him to gasp in sexual agony. Itachi paused a moment to look up at his brother, beads of sweat having built around his forehead with loose strands of hair spilling across his angelic face, the pain of frustration clearly feasible. Itachi could no longer hold out.

He needed to fulfill his brother’s desires and he gave into his own needs by giving his brother a long wet lick beginning from Sasuke’s balls and ending at the salty tip before taking Sasuke deep back into his mouth. This time, he shifted his head back and forth rhythmically and loosened the grip of his hands slightly to allow Sasuke the freedom to pleasure himself in tandem. Sasuke’s breathing quickened as he felt the familiar build up pooling in his lower abdomen.

Itachi released Sasuke from his mouth and started pumping him with his hand instead. He quickly sucked the fingers of his other hand before dipping them into Sasuke’s tight entrance, causing his brother to let out a small yelp. He continued the pumping motions whilst his skillful hand located Sasuke’s sensitive nerves and fondled it firmly. Sasuke cried in full pleasure as Itachi returned to sucking him, matching his motions with his probing fingers, Sasuke’s hips bucking uncontrollably whilst he fisted Itachi’s hair. “Oh gods…Ahh… Ahh!” Sasuke screamed, jerking his release and shuddering as Itachi continued sucking, taking every drop that Sasuke had to offer before swallowing.

Sasuke continued standing but his hands shook unsteadily as they were currently supporting his full weight, his legs having grown fully weak from the experience. Itachi stood up and washed his mouth and hands at the kitchen sink before wiping himself with a paper towel. He went back to his brother and laid a hand to caress his cheek gently before whispering into his ear, “You be good now till I get back.” He laid a kiss on Sasuke’s other cheek before letting himself out of the apartment quietly. Still panting slightly, Sasuke took a moment to recollect himself before shifting his weight to pull his pants back on. A small smile built across his face as he finally found a way to endure the torment a little better, after all, his brother couldn’t read his mind and thus, would never know that the whole time Sasuke had imagined that Naruto was the one sucking him off.

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Neji finally stopped in front of Naruto’s apartment building. The two had been silent throughout the ride as Naruto didn’t have any further questions to ask and Neji felt that he had thrown enough curveballs at his friend for one day. Before getting out of the car, Naruto turned to face Neji.

“Thanks for the ride.”

“Sure, anytime.” Neji smiled, weakly.

“Hey, I know this is selfish of me to ask but, don’t get weird on me now ok?”
Neji felt surprised. “Actually, Naruto, I’m the one who’s supposed to ask you that instead.” He gave a small laugh.

“What?! I mean, you are my best buddy and I don’t want you to distance yourself from me, which I know could be hard on you.” Naruto said in all honesty. He was afraid to lose Neji as one of his dearest pals, after all, Naruto didn’t have that many friends to begin with and Neji was always the one he could count on for emotional support.

“Thanks Naruto. But I won’t distance myself away from such a visual treat.” Neji grinned slyly.

“Ok… now you’re getting weird on me.” Naruto remarked jokingly.

“Get out Naruto and go to sleep. I’ll catch up with you during the week.” Neji said with a smile.

“Yeah, I’ll call you as soon as I get the final figure from the bids. See ya,” and Naruto got out from the car. As soon as he watched Neji speed off, he suddenly felt the tiredness of the event’s whole endeavor weigh down upon him. He sluggishly made his way to his apartment and finally arrived at his bedroom. Making no effort to dress in his pajamas, he merely stripped off the heavy kimono and flopped onto his bed, breathing in the smell of his sheets deeply and enjoying the cool sensations against his bare skin.

Suddenly, the image of Sasuke’s well dressed appearance flashed in his memories. He bolted upright, half shocked by the thought that his mind could conjure up Sasuke of all things in the middle of the night. *What the?! Damn Neji for making me think strange things*. He flopped back onto the bed but he couldn’t seem to get himself to forget his rival and the way he had looked so intellectual. He wondered if at all the event had been able to make any impact on Sasuke and his impression of Naruto now.

He grabbed his Nokia N95 and started scrolling the numbers. With skillful flirting he had successfully obtained Sasuke’s hand phone number from Miki with the intention of using it in case Sasuke had failed to turn up at his event. *Shikamaru’s right. I am obsessed*. Still holding on to the phone, Naruto placed it onto his chest, wondering at all if he should bother asking Sasuke what he had thought of the evening. He then glanced at his clock which read 3.00 a.m. Calling him at this hour seemed out of the question at this point and he decided to leave a message instead which read, ‘Hi, its me, Naruto. I know you’ll think this is dumb. But I just wanted to know what you thought of the night and the whole event. I promise to never bug you again if you answer. Thanks. Night.’ He cancelled ‘Night’ before entering Sasuke’s digits, lingering on pressing the send button for a moment but finally hitting it. *I’m stupid* he thought as he replaced the phone back on his side table and pulled the covers over his head to head off to sleep.

10 minutes later, his phone vibrated. He lunged onto his phone to check the message and found that Neji had sent him one. ‘Hi, got home safely. I know you told me not to get weird on you. But I just hope you’ll forgive me for dreaming of you tonight. Sorry.’ Nauto sighed. He mentally punched himself for having hoped it could’ve been Sasuke. But he replied Neji anyhow. ‘No worries. Have fun. Nights’. Finally unable to bear the tiredness any longer he replaced his phone on the side table and went into deep sleep instantly, not realizing that his phone had been vibrating with an incoming call while he was fast asleep.

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The next morning, Naruto was woken up rather early by his alarm clock, which had been automatically set to ring at 9.00 a.m. each day. He got up and switched the annoying device off only to catch a glimpse of the missed call on his phone. He picked it up and scrolled the number, “Sa-su-ke…” he said in a loud whisper and gasped. *Oh my god, I missed his call. Shit!* Naruto quickly clicked on the return call function when the phone started ringing in his hands causing him to jump and drop the phone onto the floor. “Fuck, fuck, fuck. Where’s the damn..”. Picking it up, he observed the caller ID and noticed that it was Yukino.

“Morning Naruto-san.”

“Its waaay too early Yukino and I’m kinda busy right now. Make it quick.” Naruto said impatiently as he was anxious to call Sasuke to ask what he thought about the event.

“Apologies but I thought that you should know about the bids.”

“That was quick. Ok, shoot.” Naruto was preparing himself for the worst.

“Yeah, I got excited because I received a bid for ¥10,000,000 on one of the paintings yesterday and then went to check the rest. Not bad, ranging around the ¥2,000,000 range.”

“10 miilllion?” Naruto said and nearly fell off his bed.

“Yeah.”

“Who’s that from?”

“Err… some guy named…. Uchiha.”

*What the FUCK?* “Ok Yukino, thanks and keep me on tabs for those paintings.”

“Sure boss. Bye.”

He quickly scrolled to dial on Sasuke’s number but was surprised to find that the darned gadget was ringing from another caller again. Without observing the ID he pressed the answer button in anguish.

“Ok, whoever it is, it’d better be good.”

“Its me, Gaara.”

“No, not you.”

“I made you that mad huh?”

“Fuck Gaara, you think? If my wrist is permanently busted I’ll fucking sue you.”
There was silence over the phone.

“I’m kidding… Don’t be so uptight over it, although, I did hurt my wrist.” Naruto calmed himself slightly, he didn’t want to build further animosity between him and Gaara. After all, he knew his drunkard friend didn’t actually mean to harm him.

“Sigh… thanks. Look I’m calling to apologize.”

“Apology accepted.”

“That was quick.”

“Yeah, well I’m kinda busy right now.” Naruto said clenching his fist and gritting his teeth in frustration.

“Are you too busy for lunch though? I just need to talk, about me and Sai.”

“You two really are in a fix aren’t you?”

“Yeah…”

Naruto could hear the hurt in Gaara’s voice and although he never really got to know him close, he could tell that Gaara honestly was in need of someone to talk to. After all, the guy was much like him in a sense that he was always alone and thus, never had many friends as well.

“Fine, just meet me at the Sunrise Café around noon.”

“Thanks.”

“No sweat.”

*Now to finally call Sasuke in peace.* He clicked the dial button. As he listened to the ringing tone, his heart beat faster in anticipation of hearing Sasuke answer. He swallowed and waited.

“Hello?” His voice cracked, a clear sign Naruto had just woken him out of bed.

“Yo, its me. I saw your missed call.”

“Oh, the dobe. Its too fucking early. Call me later,” and Sasuke hung up.

“What the Fuck?” Naruto was both angry and surprised. “The fucking bastard hung me up! Why you… mother… freakin…” he cursed as he dialed the number again.

“Sigh… What?!”

“Look don’t hang people up like that, its rude.”

“Oh, well, sorry. But I was ‘rudely’ awakened from my sleep.” Sasuke retorted.

“Well since you’re already awake you might as well listen to what I was about to ask.”
Seeing how Naruto was being persistent and not wanting to receive yet another call, Sasuke obliged, “Ok shoot.”

“Firstly, why the fuck did you pay 10 mil for Neji’s paintings?”

“Why you think its worth any less? Sigh… Naruto, it’s a private bid and I wanted the painting. So I noted a price I knew would get me that painting. Plus, I thought it was worth that much, simple as that. Anyway, I don’t think its good practice for you to go calling potential clients and try to tell them they over paid for something. You’re being stupid.”
Naruto realized with a sinking feeling in his stomach that Sasuke was right.

“I’m not stupid, but thanks for the purchase.”

“You’re welcome” Sasuke said sarcastically.

“Secondly, what did you think of yesterday night?”
An image of the blonde in his kimono flashed in his mind and he suddenly found himself short of words.

“… Well?” Naruto pressed.

“It was ok.”

“Ok? That’s it?”

“Well what did you want me to say?”

Naruto didn’t answer because he knew what he wanted to hear, but he couldn’t tell Sasuke that he wanted his acknowledgement. That would’ve been like throwing his pride in the toilet and flushing it down. Little did Naruto know that a small grin had built upon Sasuke’s face as he had suddenly come to realize that the blonde was still fixated on their rivalry. Not wanting to be too cruel, he decided to cut the subject and continued.

“By the way, how the fuck did you get my number?”

“Miki gave it to me.”

“Damn I need to have a talk with that girl.”

“I told you I have a way with women.” Sasuke couldn’t help but let out a small muffled giggle at Naruto’s reply. He couldn’t stop thinking about how sexy the blonde had looked in his kimono and it wasn’t hard to see why he did have a way with women. He wondered briefly whether by any chance the blonde was into men instead.

“Hey, dobe. What are you doing later?”

“Huh?”

“Ok, I’ll try to say it slowly so that you’ll understand.”

“Grr… I know what you meant…. I mean,… what I meant to say was, for the rest of today?” Naruto found himself fumbling hopelessly. *Why the fuck am I fucking nervous? Oh Gods I’m screwed. I need to go grab me a copy of Icha Icha magazine.*

“Yeah, like lunch or dinner, you do eat right?”

“Duh… I’m booked for lunch but I don’t have anything on after. Why, what’s it to you?” Naruto purposely stole Sasuke’s line.

“Ah, how unoriginal of you. Nothing, I guess. I was just asking for fun. Well then, see ya when you deliver my painting.” Sasuke retracted. He felt like teasing Naruto a little just to amuse himself with what the surprising blonde would do. Not unpredictably, he read Naruto right.

“Wait! You asked me what I was doing and whether I ate lunch or dinner for fun?”

“Why? You were thinking I was going to invite you out?”

“Duh, isn’t that common courtesy? Geez Sasuke you’re weirder than I thought.”

“Well I guess if that’s what you wanted I’ll pop by your place to pick you up by 7.00 pm sharp. On the address, just text me. I’m not gonna bother getting up to get a notepad. See ya.” Sasuke hung up.

Butterflies fluttered wildly in Naruto’s belly. He was dumbfounded and had many thoughts racing through his mind but they all seemed to be jumbled and incoherent. But one thing suddenly appeared to be very clear. He realized Sasuke just won round one by making Naruto the one who wanted to have dinner with him. “THAT FUCKING BASTARD! Arrrghhh Sasuke!” he screamed to himself as he angrily typed his addressed and abused the phone’s keypad in the process.