Come Home With Me

Story: Come Home With Me
Chapter: Lovers
Author: Sarah Keller
BETA: Rasengan22
Genre: Romance/Psychological Drama
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto hence why this is a FANFIC
Warnings: Yaoi! Sexual situation, adult situations, violence, RATED R
Pairings: NaruSasuNaru
Author's note: For clarification purposes, since it isn't stated outright in the text. Sasuke and Naruto are 18-19 years old.


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"You know, I was very shocked you asked me out."

Sasuke looked up at his blond companion not entirely sure what to say. He wasn't even entirely sure why he had asked Mariko out, either. She smiled sweetly at him in an attempt to coax an answer out of him, but Sasuke simply fell to looking around the room again. When he looked back at the smiling blond, though, his heart sped up a bit. The young woman sitting across from him was really quite stunning in her own way. Her waist length light-blond hair hung loosely down her back, and her wide set dark-brown eyes sparkled in merriment. She was one of those girls that blushed whenever he went by, but, thankfully, she wasn't anywhere near as annoying as fangirls who would giggle maniacally whenever he was near. Something he had noticed when he first meet her near the end of his last mission.

"Sasuke-san, it is only polite to speak to your date when you take her out. Especially if you're the one who asked her out." Mariko didn't seem so much annoyed as amused. Sasuke wasn't sure what it was about her that attracted him to her, but he couldn't help the fact that he was drawn to her much like he had been drawn to Naruto. Sasuke mentally winced when he realized that he had compared her to his former teammate yet again.

The dark-haired young man coughed in an attempt to somehow clear his throat and force words to come out of his mouth. He really had no idea how to socialize properly with a date; Naruto was the one that had always kept the conversation going.

Before he could say anything, though, an array of sounds assaulted his ears. He turned to see some older adult women giggling at the two of them. There were also some younger girls sitting a few tables away glaring at Mariko. But what worried him the most was the whispering he heard from a booth across the room. It was the booth where Hinata, Kiba, Neji, and Hana Inuzuka sat. Neji and Kiba were blatantly glaring hatefully at Sasuke, and even Hinata appeared to be upset. Hana was the only one not looking at him, as it appeared she was trying to convince the threesome not to murder Sasuke where he sat.

Another wave of guilt washed over the Uchiha as he turned to regard his date. He wanted to find out what Mariko's skin felt like, what she tasted like. He already knew she wore a perfume that was infused with jasmine. The urge to bang his head on the table suddenly overtook him and he managed – just barely – to prevent the action from taking place. He looked again at Mariko and imagined the end of their date when he'd get to kiss her. He was surprised that didn't feel overjoyed at the thought of it. Sasuke started to seriously doubt his attraction to this woman; it seemed as if all he wanted was to get physical with the girl. Lust, Sasuke decided, this must be lust. Despite the lust he felt towards Naruto at times, that wasn't what had initially attracted him to the blond ninja. He had wanted Naruto's attention and companionship. He felt as if a weight was lifted off of him whenever they were near each other.

Mariko seemed to glow under the attention she got from others since she was the one on a date with Uchiha Sasuke. No matter if the attention was positive or negative, she looked like the cat that had swallowed the canary. From the way she looked at him, it probably wouldn't take much work to get her into bed. And Sasuke knew that it probably wouldn't take much more to get her to eventually agree to marry him so long as he played nice. He'd have a wife and eventually children; he would have a family again. He'd even have Naruto because the blond boy said he would still be there, no matter Sasuke's decision.

Sasuke recalled how the Uchiha mansion was actually equipped with separate suites for the man and woman of the house so he wouldn't have to worry about sharing a room with the girl all the time. Then he remembered the set of rooms adjacent to the lord's suite and felt sick to his stomach. Yes, Uchiha Sasuke could have it all. He could have the wife, the children, and even Naruto. He could bind the blond shinobi to him by using Naruto's weakness against himself, by making the boy understand that still being with him made him happy. He knew Naruto would do anything to ensure his happiness, why else would he have wanted Sasuke to go on this date? The question was whether or not he wanted to do so.

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A soft rain started to fall just a half an hour before sunset. Darkness had covered Konoha quickly after that when thick, heavy storm clouds rolled in, filling the sky. The wind picked up and the rain became thick, falling in torrents until even the house across the street from his became obscured completely.

Naruto frowned at that thought. Kiba and Hinata had come over while it the rain had only been a light sprinkle to check on him, and he had been shocked when Hinata had abruptly stood up to declare that she was going to 'kick that stuck up, stupid ass Uchiha' if it was the last thing she did. Naruto was fairly sure his face had mirrored Kiba's in pure disbelief. But after reassuring the couple that he was okay with Sasuke going on dates, that it was his idea even, he finally managed to get them out of his house. However, Naruto was still a little confused as to how all their friends had come to know about Sasuke and him, but he simply shrugged it off.

Now it was almost 40 minutes later, and Naruto found that he really didn't want to go to sleep even though he had to be up for a mission early in the morning. He was avoiding going near the front of the house for fear that he would see Sasuke walking back home after his date. Then again, this was Uchiha Sasuke; he might have just stayed over at the girl's place.

Naruto frowned as his stomach tightened painfully. Oblivious to the true nature of his discomfort, he started to wonder if the steak he ate for dinner wasn't cooked long enough. He wasn't so dense that he wasn't aware how much he hated the idea of Sasuke seeing anyone else, and despite what he had said to the Uchiha, he was definitely not okay with the other boy marrying someone else.

The thought of some woman coming into their lives both pissed him off and saddened him. But Naruto hadn't been lying when he told Sasuke that he would still be here. Naruto had thought long and hard about what their future would be like. He knew he could never live his life without the Uchiha, but he really didn't want to be the one to keep the dark-haired man away from getting back what he had lost all those years ago.

It wasn't a big deal if he ended up never having a family, but Sasuke had earned a second chance as far as Naruto was concerned. Naruto had thought long and hard about what he could do for Sasuke that would continue to bring him happiness, and when the Uchiha had mentioned being attracted to a woman, Naruto realized that if he could help Sasuke get a family, he would do everything he could to make that happen. And Naruto would simply be happy with whatever attention Sasuke gave him.

Then another crash of thunder echoed throughout the house with a quick succession of loud explosive noises. When it happened again after a few seconds of silence, Naruto jumped. The blond suddenly realized that it wasn't the sky making that noise; it was someone pounding relentlessly on his front door.

Getting up from his window seat, he carefully made his way downstairs without bothering to turn on any lights. His shinobi instincts had kicked in, causing adrenaline to flood his system. Part of him wanted to rush to the door and fling it open for fear that his friends needed help, but the other part of him was wary, especially since Tsunade had told him yesterday that reports had come in saying more Akatsuki members had been recruited.

As he made his way down the stairs, he noted that the pounding on his front door had yet to cease. Every few seconds, large claps of thunder would drown out the noise, but the rhythmic beating never stopped.

Naruto grabbed the katana that Sasuke had given him off of its perch on the wall before moving towards the front door cautiously. Despite his pounding heart, he forced his breaths to come as slow and as soundlessly as he could. His eyes had already adjusted to the dark, but he couldn't see through the wood, which suddenly made him incredibly envious of Neji and Hinata at the moment.

As carefully as he could, Naruto unsheathed his sword and stood off to the side of his front door. The pounding on the wood had slowed down, and there were now a good two seconds between the knocks.

Maybe it was the fact that there was more silence between assaults on his front door that was making Naruto think that the thumps seemed more solid, almost as if something heavier than a hand was being pounded against the wood. So, using the sheath, the blond unlatched the door and pushed it hard enough so that the door slid open fiercely. In a span of only a few seconds, Naruto abruptly found his back firmly pressed into the wall, a hand at his throat. His katana lay out of reach on the floor, and red eyes bored into his widening blue ones.

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Despite the darkness, high winds and torrential rains, Sasuke remained where he was, sitting on the moon deck in his garden. All around him the plants thrashed about. Several of the garden’s decorations tumbled to the ground and in some places clay pieces littered the ground from when they shattered. Even the gazebo swayed slightly in the onslaught on nature. The Uchiha watched the destruction with mild interest, thinking how fitting it was for something he took so much pride and pleasure in to be beaten down and battered by Mother Nature. He was soaked to the bone but felt no urge to go into his house.

"Sasuke?" Came a familiar voice.

Dark eyes looked up, and through the darkness he easily identified his pink-haired friend. "You should be inside," Sasuke said simply before turning back to watch the rain and wind continue to ruin his garden.

"So should you. How long have you been out here?" Sakura asked, her eyebrows knitting together as she watched the Uchiha shrug in indifference. She surveyed her friend. His clothes were soaked and clung to his body in a way that made her suspect he had been outside since the rain had started, at least. Having just returned from a mission, she at least had her flack jacket to help fend off the wind and rain. Sasuke didn't seem like he was going to talk to her, so she used a new tactic and implemented some information she had gathered not too long ago.

She took a breath. "How was your date? Her name was Mariko, right?" Sakura asked, while inner Sakura screamed 'Victory!' at the fact Sasuke's head shot up with that question and was giving her a death glare. But then the anger and annoyance in his eyes faded until all that was left appeared to be remorse. She watched as her friend's body began to shiver, a fact he didn't seem to be aware of. Maternal instincts kicking in, she knew she needed to get him out of the rain. "Sasuke, I'll listen to whatever you want to tell me," she pushed gently. "Just please, let's get you inside."

It was a show of just how distraught the Uchiha genius was that he allowed the pink-haired medic nin to guide him to his feet and escort him into his house, all with nothing more than a tentatively light grip guiding him by the elbow.

Sakura left the shell-shocked Uchiha sitting in a chair in the kitchen. It took a few minutes, but she finally found a bathroom amid the maze of rooms, and she brought back some plain white towels. Keeping one for herself, she handed the other to Sasuke. Sakura proceeded to dry off her hair and sighed heavily when Sasuke half-heartedly toweled off his head and chest.

"So what are you thinking about, Sasuke?" Sakura asked, taking a seat in one of the other chairs.

"Hn."

"Aren't you trying to play nice? Come on, talk to me-"

"Maybe I don't want to fucking play nice!" Sasuke suddenly yelled, slamming down a fist on the table and causing Sakura to jump at the unexpected show of aggression. "Maybe I want to stay a prick! God DAMN it all, all these stupid feelings and thoughts, and most especially all the fucking confusion!" Sasuke was panting by the end of his tirade.

Sakura firmly ignored the shock she was feeling at having seen so much emotion rolling off her rather stoic friend and instead started analyzing what he was saying and not saying. Which was the only real way to deal with an Uchiha.

"And what about the guilt?" Sakura asked. She ignored the fact Sasuke was doing his damnedest to kill her with that trademark glare, but she was proving to be rather immune to his facial expression so his stoic mask slipped back into place. "Here Sasuke, maybe you'll open up more if I tell you that I already know you and Naruto are involved in a romantic relationship." Telling him that, however only got him to look away from her. Sakura sighed and continued. "I'm going to assume that Naruto had something to do with you going out with that girl?"

"He wants me to use her as a damn baby factory. He's no better than the stupid villagers." Sasuke mumbled angrily, unaware of the expression of rage crawling across his pink-haired friend's face.

Sakura simply couldn't stop herself. She slapped the Uchiha across the face. And not with some dainty little tap, though she did manage to keep from using all her strength. The result of Sakura's chakra-filled slap left Sasuke crumpled on the floor half in and half out of the cabinet that had caved in when he hit it. Shaking his head, he looked up at the pink-haired girl in pure shock.

"Don't you ever say something like that, Sasuke!" Sakura yelled, anger pulsing through her body. "I understand you're in a lot of pain right now, and I understand that you don't want to admit it, but here's some advice for you." She jutted her chin up in an act of pure defiance, sending strands of pink hair behind her shoulder. "Never say anything remotely like that about Naruto around someone who is more his friend than yours."

She kept on, ignoring Sasuke's stunned look with that comment. "I am very aware of how I used to be around you, but that little girl has grown up. Now I think it's time that you grow up, too. I know you came back to find out what kind of person you really are, but all you've proven recently is that you're too scared to open your eyes to what you have around you and who you can be. Don't you see that who you are is only part of the equation? Who you are capable of being is also a big part of it? All of us stupid girls romanticized about who we thought we could make you into. But Naruto, Naruto accepted who you are and did everything in his power to help you see your own potential! So don't ever speak badly of him."

Sasuke was getting tired of all the lectures, people telling him what was right for his life when they knew nothing about him. "So I'm not friend material, huh? Doesn't that prove that I'm a bastard? So why should I care?" Sasuke asked as he picked himself up. The left side of his face ached painfully, but thankfully, he didn't appear to be bleeding anywhere.

Sakura heaved an exasperated sigh. "I am your friend, Sasuke, even when you wanted nothing to do with me, I was always your friend. If I wasn't, I wouldn't be here trying to help."

Sasuke snorted. "That can be explained simply because you are Naruto's friend. Don't friends want each other to be happy or some sappy crap like that?" Sakura actually smiled at that. Sasuke wasn't sure if that was an improvement.

"If all I wanted was Naruto's happiness, I would have simply beat you up for going out with some girl when you're supposed to be dating Naruto. The fact that I haven't should show you that I want you to be happy, too."

Sasuke desperately wanted to argue with her, but found that he was simply too drained at the moment. Stupid hormones and stupid emotions, Sasuke thought irritably. He kept getting riled up to the point it exhausted him.

"Naruto loves you," Sakura said quietly. "You're not aware of it, but a couple of days ago he came to me and asked me to explain to him what love is. He had this idea that I could explain it as simply as I did when I explained the logistics of a wedding."

Sasuke's dark eyes watched her for a few seconds before he turned away. He wasn't sure how he felt about that. His stomach seemed hollowed out at the thought that Naruto knew so little about love that he had to go to someone to explain it to him. Sasuke at least knew what it was like to love someone else. He had parents, cousins like Kazuo, and yes, he'd admit that he had even loved Itachi. Sasuke suddenly realized that he had stopped trying to understand his feelings for Naruto at some point, as if he was afraid he would come to love the blond. Sasuke closed his eyes for a second as he decided that he was just sick and tired of thinking about all of it.

One thing he did note, though, was that Naruto had gone to see Sakura the same day he had told him to go out with Mariko. Sasuke wondered if Naruto's discussion with Sakura had made the blond realize that he wasn't in love with him. Not that he cared. He was going to find some woman to help him repopulate his clan, and if he were ever in the mood to fuck Naruto he'd just manipulate the blond into putting out. But thinking that way made his stomach churn and ache, something he firmly blamed on Naruto. Sasuke remembered how Naruto wanted the people he cared about to be happy, so that would mean that he did, in fact, care a lot for Sasuke, especially if he was willing to deny himself happiness. But didn't he do something similar with Hinata? Except, Sasuke realized, with Hinata, Naruto never allowed anything to begin. So the most likely explanation was that Naruto had suddenly got scared, but of what?

"Kakashi was wrong." Sasuke whispered, mostly to himself. Naruto doesn’t know how to handle being happy.

"That's a shocker." Sakura said sarcastically. "But it does sound like you've made some progress. Are you going to be alright?"

Sasuke looked up at the girl, feeling somewhat grateful, and nodded.

"Well, I need to be getting home, I need to talk to Lee about something."

Sasuke quirked an eyebrow. "I thought he hadn't moved in yet."

Sakura blushed but smiled. "Not officially." With that she got up to leave. With one reassuring squeeze to his shoulder, the pink-haired nin was gone.

Sasuke sneezed. Wonderful, now I'm sick, Sasuke thought miserably. He blamed that on Naruto, too, because the dumb blond wasn't able to handle being happy. It was like he didn't know what to do if he was gaining some joy that wasn't through something or someone else. Naruto was driving him nuts. And all this thinking was making him feel like someone was taking a sledgehammer to his cranium.

Sasuke clenched his hands into fists so hard he was sure he was going to draw blood. He knew what he had to do, but he wasn't sure if he could. All of his emotions were running wild, his fists shook slightly, and his jaw was starting to throb from having it locked for so long. In a fit of growing rage that had been bottling up to this point, Sasuke slammed both fists onto the counter before storming out of his home. It may not be something a well-adjusted person might do, but he was going to beat some sense into his blond.

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"What the – hell – are you – doing, Sasu – ke?" Naruto stammered as he saw spots dance in front of his eyes before the Uchiha again fisted the blond's already abused and torn shirt.

"What the fuck took you so long to answer?" Sasuke growled, vaguely aware that he was veering away from his original topic. But he had been pounding on the dobe's door for nearly five minutes. His crimson eyes swept around the room to make sure Naruto was really alone before veering back to the blond accusingly.

"I was being cautious, jackass! What did you think?" Naruto pushed hard against the other teen but that only succeeded in stretching out his shirt even more.

Sasuke glared at the other boy, his sharingan still activated as his heated blood coursed angrily throughout his body. "I don't know, dobe, maybe that you were in a cave somewhere having Kyuubi ripped out of you! You're lights are off, there's no sign of life, there's a group of psychotics after you! Are you trying to piss me off?" His voice rose an octave, the stress of the day funneling all of his emotions as he projected his anger toward the one person who might truly care about him.

"If you were so worried, why the hell didn't you just break in?" Naruto yelled back, confused about Sasuke's violent reaction.

"I was about to when you opened the door!" Sasuke screamed back.

Naruto was finally able to dislodge the irate Uchiha and put some space between them. But before he could breath a sigh of relief, he was slammed back into the wall and held there by lips that furiously pressed into his.

Despite the utter aggression behind the move, a part of the blond wept in joy at feeling the other teen pressed against him. Sasuke's soaked clothes were seeping into his, and goose bumps rose all over his body as the chill touched him. The blond gasped in shock, and Sasuke took advantage of it by sucking on Naruto's tongue. Naruto moaned, the noise slipping out before he could stop himself, and Sasuke responded by pressing closer. But then Sasuke's mouth was gone, and before he could react, Naruto's head was slammed painfully hard against the wall.

"Owwww," Naruto whined. He looked at the Uchiha in confusion. He was being kissed one minute, and the next he was being thrown against a wall. "What the hell was that for asshole?!" Naruto cradled his aching head in his hands as Sasuke stood back, staring at him with an expression that caused the blond's heart to skip a beat.

"For tormenting me." Sasuke gritted through clenched teeth.

His movements jerky with anger, Sasuke slammed and locked the door, small puddles of water forming on the floor from it having been left open. He then moved to replace the katana on its holder. When he turned around, Naruto was still cradling his head, glaring at him.

"I'm tormenting you? I'm the one who was just assaulted! What, is it your time of the month to get all bitchy? What is with the mood swings, Sasuke?" Naruto demanded as he pushed himself off from the wall.

Sasuke glared hard at the blond but chose to ignore the blond’s question. "You deserve every beating I give you." He said coldly.

Naruto's blond brows furrowed as he attempted to figure out just what Sasuke's problem was. "What, did your date go that bad?"

The moment the words were out of his mouth, Naruto knew he had made a mistake.
The words themselves were already sharp like a knife to the gut, but he had said them with a biting, bitter tone, almost in an attempt to make the wound fester.

Sasuke liked the words even less. In the next instant, Naruto found himself doubled over, the fist to his stomach causing him to bite his tongue. Spitting blood from his mouth, Naruto grabbed hold of Sasuke's wrist and flipped the dark haired teen onto his back in one quick show of strength. Sasuke was quick to get his feet under him, too quick for Naruto to defend himself from the sweeping leg that knocked his feet out from under him.

Naruto landed with a thud, rolling away just in time to keep Sasuke from pinning him to the ground. Grunting, Naruto kept rolling and managed to sit up before Sasuke's left fist collided with his cheek. Rather than fight the impact, Naruto went with it, landing flat on his back at the same time his knee came up and slammed into the underside of Sasuke's jaw. Naruto heard the satisfactory clink of Sasuke's teeth coming together, followed by a grunt that told the blond that Sasuke had just been laid out flat on his back, as well.

"Idiot." Sasuke spat along with some blood from biting his own tongue.

"Asshole." Naruto shot back from his position on the floor.

Silence stretched between the two people in the room, even the skies quieted for a few moments almost in sympathy. "You do torment me." Sasuke finally said. The words were almost drowned out by a sudden loud crack of thunder, but Naruto had heard.

"All I've done is try to make you happy." Naruto said quietly, pulling himself up into a sitting position. Blue eyes met red, but Sasuke made no attempt to sit up. Bright red blood stained his lips and the corners of his mouth.

"And done everything to keep yourself from being happy." Sasuke said, his eyes unwavering.

Naruto, however, couldn't maintain the eye contact. He looked around the still darkened living room of his home and took in the bare walls and sparse possessions. The items and furniture that actually littered the room were those of Sasuke's heritage, not his own, for the simple fact that he had none. Naruto considered as he looked everywhere but at the Uchiha that Sasuke had been born into a world of everything while Naruto had been born into a world of nothing, and part of Naruto’s unconscious had tried to maintain the separation. Naruto wasn't stupid enough to realize that something stronger than friendship was growing between them, and at a frightening pace. In truth, it terrified Naruto, because he was afraid that he didn't want to touch heaven only to lose it. And he would lose it; Sasuke wanted something he couldn't give him. Naruto had seen it in the Uchiha's eyes, in the way his hands moved to build something befitting a more beautiful future. All these years Naruto wasn't fighting to make his future a bright one. All he wanted, all he hoped for, was that Sasuke realize what potential lay ahead for him. But that didn’t mean he wouldn’t be happy as well, even if it was only a little.

"You're wrong," Naruto's voice dripped with a newly revived heat. "I want to be happy, Sasuke. I simply see more levels to it than one. I need your happiness above my own, yours more than anyone's. But that doesn't mean I can't be happy in my own right!"

"And being my whore would make you happy?" The words were cold and held no inflection, but Naruto's head shot up, eyes widening in shock at how close
Sasuke was now. The Uchiha had gotten on to he hands and knees and crawled so close to Naruto that their faces were only inches apart. "Don't look so surprised, Uzumaki. You and I both know we have crossed a bridge and cannot go back. I wouldn't even if I could." His words rippled with bone deep conviction.

"I wouldn't either, but I can survive on what little happiness I'm given. I’ve been doing it for a while now." Naruto retorted, dejection filling the void as his anger and confusion dissipated.

"And yet you won't you accept that I want to give it all to you? Everything and more, all that I can?" Sasuke growled in annoyance. He moved to straddle Naruto's legs and once again grabbed a hold of the blond's abused shirt. A solid jerk to Naruto's top forced the blond to meet Sasuke's still red eyes.

"But you want-" Naruto started.

"Shut up about kids, Naruto," Sasuke interrupted. "There are other ways to get kids!"

"But what ab-"

"I don't care about anything else, dobe, so stop making excuses." Sasuke was seriously close to being at the end of his rope. He was going to snap if Naruto tried making any more ridiculous excuses.

"Sasuke," Naruto whispered before his voice grew louder. "I can't make you happy, damnit!" He practically yelled into Sasuke's face.

Sasuke snapped at that admission. Using more force than he intended, Sasuke pushed Naruto down flat so hard that the blond's head bounced on the hard wood floor. Naruto keened in pain. Sasuke leaned down to make sure Naruto's attention would be solely focused on his face.

"Now listen here, Naruto, you will damn well let me decide what does and doesn't make me happy. Understood?" Naruto's dazed mind was amazed by the Uchiha's ability to form words without unlocking his jaw.

"Fuck, fine, just stop destroying my brain cells you asshole." Naruto tried to move his hands up to press into the sides of his aching skull, but Sasuke grabbed his wrists and pinned them to the floor next to his head.

Sasuke smirked. "Good. Now since I gave into you and went on that stupid date, you're going to now give in and do something I want to do."

Before Naruto could say anything, Sasuke pressed his lips against Naruto's. It wasn't a light kiss, either. For a few seconds, Naruto saw stars as his head rallied against more mistreatment. Naruto was fully prepared to kick the Uchiha off of him until Sasuke shifted higher, bringing their groins into contact. Sasuke's hips grinded against him, causing heat to pool near his abdomen, which was surprising considering the Uchiha was still wearing his soaking clothes. A few slow rolls of Sasuke's hips left Naruto's pants soaked and both of their shafts half hard.

Sasuke shifted again, letting go of Naruto's hands and settling himself more fully on top of the blond. Naruto groaned slightly into Sasuke's mouth as the dark-haired teen continued to rub against him.

Now that his hands were free, Naruto gripped Sasuke's ass, forcing them closer and creating a delicious friction between them. Unfortunately, it also caused him to become just as drenched as Sasuke. Cold water seeped through, sending a shock of pleasure up his spine as it caused rippling sensations when the wet fabric brushed against his overheated member. He hissed Sasuke's name in response. Without much thought, one of Naruto's hands buried itself in Sasuke's dampened locks, and he forced their mouths apart. A primal growl released itself from Sasuke's chest, and the boy narrowed his eyes at Naruto.

"Off." Naruto breathed as his free hand attempted to push Sasuke's pants over the teen's narrow hips. Sasuke got the drift and sat back up in order to undo his pants. While Sasuke was busy with his pants, Naruto peeled the Uchiha's shirt away from his torso. Sasuke was forced to shift off the blond as he finished pulling his pants and shirt off. Naruto rolled onto his hands and knees and crawled away. Sasuke dropped his clothes to the floor with a splat and prepared to yell at Naruto for trying to escape. Before he could let loose his displeasure, though, Naruto stopped next to the couch and pulled his shirt off. Smirking, Sasuke got up and yanked the blond up and onto the couch.

"Hey! Damnit, watch the head, asshole." Naruto yelled in indignation.

"I'm more interested in another part of you right now, dobe." Sasuke couldn't help smirking as he jerked Naruto's pants off and tossed them across the room.

Naruto attempted to pout, but Sasuke quickly returned to his previous position by straddling the blond's thighs. When Sasuke's soaked boxer briefs touched Naruto's hard member the blond practically shrieked.

In one quick move, Naruto reversed their positions. Rather than try and strip the offending garment off the Uchiha, Naruto took a firm grip of the fabric with his hands and ripped the underwear to pieces. Sasuke was fine with that since this way didn't require that he move his legs from around Naruto's hips.

Naruto bent down to press his lips to the other teen's. This time, when their lips met, so did another sensitive area. Both boys groaned as pure lust shot through them.
Sasuke's legs tightened instinctively around Naruto's lean hips, his back arching.

Naruto gripped Sasuke's biceps as he glanced down to where their erections rubbed intimately against each other. Blue eyes dilated at the erotic image that was instantly burned into his memory, and the muscles under Naruto's tanned flesh flexed as he shifted ever so slightly. Sasuke threw back his head and moaned in pure ecstasy. Pale hips shot off the couch in an attempt to maintain the blissful contact only to be forced down by Naruto's bronzed ones.

Both boys started to roll their hips experimentally, and after a few erratic and awkward moments the two settled into a slow grind that prolonged their pleasure. Naruto latched onto Sasuke's neck with his teeth as the raven's fingernails dug into Naruto's back and shoulders. Sasuke’s hands slipped on Naruto’s sweaty back and left long red marks on the blond’s flawless skin. One of his hands came up and gripped the back of Naruto's neck as the blond began to suck hard on the long cords of his throat.

Sasuke grunted as his legs wrapped completely around Naruto's waist, crossing them at the ankles just below the blond’s ass. With his one free hand, Sasuke gripped one of the blonde's ass cheeks and yanked Naruto closer. Naruto shifted his hands so that he was balanced on one of his elbows. A tan hand buried itself in Sasuke's raven locks in an attempt to keep the Uchiha's head in place, so he could continue to ravish the boy's neck. Another hand returned Sasuke's favor by tunneling between the dark haired teen and the cushions in order to grip the Uchiha's ass.

Sasuke growled once again when he realized Naruto's grip in his hair was preventing him from capturing the blond's lips. As wonderful as it felt for Naruto to devour his neck he really wanted to shove his tongue down Naruto's throat instead. The hand on Naruto's ass squeezed him painfully hard before shifting closer toward his crack. A finger ghosted over Naruto's entrance, which caused the blond's head to shoot up. Naruto growled right before Sasuke took advantage of the blond's shock and used his grip on the back of his neck to slam their mouths together. Their slow grind turned into an all out pounding as their tongues warred with each other. Naruto wrapped the hand that had been on Sasuke's ass around the Uchiha's waist. With the better grip, Naruto ground his pelvis down hard onto Sasuke's to the point that he was shocked their skin hadn't melted together.

Both of Sasuke's hands were now clenched in Naruto's blond hair as their fervent thrusting became more needy. Sasuke felt as if his very skin was on fire and figured Naruto didn't feel much different. Between booms of thunder the sound of grunting, moaning and heavy breathing could be heard. Naruto's head was already starting to throb in anticipation of the mind-blowing orgasm that was building within him. All of the blond's muscles strained to the point that he was shaking. Suddenly, both Sasuke's hands shot down to grip Naruto's ass as his body arched into the blond's. Sasuke's neck was once again presented to Naruto's mouth when he threw his head back, screaming while he came hard. The blond took Sasuke up on his offer and bit down hard on the side of the Uchiha’s pale neck. Naruto released him only to bury his own face into the cushions next to Sasuke's neck as he groaned loudly, the warm wetness that followed causing their flushed skin to stick together.

For a few brief seconds, the two bodies on the couch were frozen in place. Sasuke was the first one to collapse back into the cushions. His labored breathing combined with Naruto's as the blond sank down as well. Not wanting to smother the other teen, Naruto twisted at the waist so that his side rested on the cushions next to Sasuke but still maintained the connection of their lower halves. Slowly, Sasuke unlocked his legs from around Naruto's waist. The Uchiha's heart still felt like it was trying to pound it's way out of his chest, and his head felt oddly light. Naruto's breathing slowed, and he cracked open his blue eyes to look at his lover. After a few minutes, Naruto realized that Sasuke was taking a long time to get his breathing under control. Propping himself up, he looked down at Sasuke's face and noticed that not only was the Uchiha still flushed, but he had begun shaking slightly.

"Sasuke?" Naruto frowned as the dark-haired teen cracked open his eyes. "What's wrong?" Sasuke didn't seem to really register what Naruto said, but his body started to convulse even more. Naruto sat up in shock just as Sasuke started coughing violently. "Fuck, how long were you outside in the rain, Sasuke?"

"A while." Sasuke managed as he continued to wheeze and cough. Sasuke felt Naruto's hand come up to rest on his forehead but that was the last coherent thought he had before his body finally shut down, and he slipped into unconsciousness.

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Some hours later, Sasuke woke up to a darkened room. The first thing he noted was that it was still storming outside. Lightning kept causing the ceiling to light up eerily. The second thing he noticed was that he was in a bed. It didn't take much for him to realize that it was Naruto's bed. The strong scent of jasmine reached his nose, which was made only stronger by the rain. Turning his head, Sasuke saw that he was not only alone but that Naruto had apparently drugged him. Several bottles of medicine adorned the nightstand. Sasuke figured the blond hadn't known which medicine to give him and could only hope that the dobe hadn't given it all to him.

Shifting in the bed, Sasuke took stock of his body. His head felt much better, and he didn't feel unnaturally warm anymore. His body also wasn't shaking anymore, which was a very good sign. As images of what had transpired before he passed out flickered in his mind, Sasuke couldn't help but groan in horror. Had he actually passed out after getting off with Naruto? Sasuke groaned again, his eyes glaring at the ceiling as if he could intimidate whatever god was laughing at his predicament.

A clap of thunder followed another bright streak of lightning, and for some reason the room shifted slightly. Sasuke blinked, and his brows drew together in concentration. The room didn't shift, but something did. It was almost as if the flow of chakra in the room changed, but it would have to be very miniscule for Sasuke not to pick up on it immediately, almost as if someone was masking it.

Sasuke shot up in bed, his dark eyes bleeding to red as they swept the room – only to connect with equally red eyes. Standing next to the far window, partially concealed by the shadows, stood the person that haunted Sasuke's dreams.

"Itachi."


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