Moving Day

What’s up all? I’m sorry this is so late! I’ve actually had a life and have been spending it with my friends lately! Also, the computers in my house decided they were too good for the internet; and I’ve been searching all over for some god damn internet access fucking starbucks costs money! Ahem, sorry again. Well anyway, I’m happy to announce we are beginning the mystery portion of my story. Also, progressing in the area of romance. I’m also willing to point out that I’m utterly embarrassed to be writing this chapter, as it contains my first attempt at mild smut. No sex; but the most sexual thing I’ve ever written. I’m also going to bring in a few more characters that you should all know; and new relationships with those characters. I hope that my story has been living up to whatever expectations you, my loyal readers, have set for me; I’m nervous as fuck, and my stomach is doing lots of flip-flops. There will be a lot of information in this chapter, a new perspective, and a bit of background. I feel this is an important chapter, not only for my story development, but for my writing skills development as well. I’m going to plead with my readers on this one; I NEED to know how I did on the semi-sexual scenes; please, please review. And don’t just tell me good chapter (though, those are highly encouraging and I utterly love them!) I need some real feedback on my writing style to see if what I wrote makes sense, or sounds good and what not. Onegai! *falls to knees in a deep bow* On to the seventh installment of ‘Moving Day’. BTW I’m sorry that Sasori is so OoC; but yeah; he is.

No new words, but whenever Shukaku uses the word ‘boy’ he’s referring to Sasuke.

Disclaimer: *Shrug* not mine. But my imagination and plot are (oh, and the mild attempts at smut).

Warnings: Incestuous thoughts; mild boyxboy smut; solo; language.
Rating: OT for adult themes and language

“…” Talking

//…// thoughts

=…= Kyuubi talk

--…-- Naruto to Kyuubi talk

((…)) Shukaku talk


Moving Day

Chapter 7: Conspiracies and new feelings

Gaara’s POV

I blinked blankly at the ceiling then glanced over at the clock; it was flashing 2:03 am. I gave a small sigh and stared back at the ceiling, “This evening is going by slowly today.” I say out loud to no one in particular. Even with my insomnia; the night has always gone by quickly for me. ((You’re worried about the boy.)) Shukaku supplied flippantly. I nodded, he was right, I am worried about Sasuke. He lives with that man, Itachi, his older brother. Itachi reminded me of me. I chuckle darkly, “what is it about that man?” I ask Shukaku; I’ve never spoken to him in my head, only recently have I begun responding to him at all. I usually ignore him. ((He’s dangerous.)) He replied languidly, ((Probably killed a few people already. Didn’t do it himself of course; he didn’t smell like blood. He would have hired people.)) I nod absently, ((he wants your boy too.)) The raccoon demon flicked his tail and grunted, the brat only talked to him when he needed his guidance. I blink, then sit up, //That explains it.// I climb out of my bed and wander out my door to the living room and into the kitchen to grab something to eat.

I sit down at the kitchen table and open a soda thinking back on the conversation I had with Neji earlier that day.

::::Flashback::::

I stand at the end of Neji’s bed and pull my boxers back on, before glancing at the lounging elder boy, “He called me ugly.” Neji growled out. Still butt naked and lying casually across his bed, with his right arm over his eyes, “I’m not ugly.” He stated, for what had to be the twelfth or so time since I’d come over. I reach down and pull my pants on, only stopping when I hear him sit up and glare heatedly in my direction, “I’ll show him.” He sneered, I watched on impassively, waiting for him to elaborate, “He knows I’m not ugly. I know he wants me. His tight ass will be mine. I’ll make him want it.” He growled out jumping off his bed to parade over to his dresser. He stopped and what I could tell was a sadistic smirk crossed his features, “And I know just what to do.” He giggled with unrestrained glee and proceeded to get dressed.

::::End Flashback::::

I down the rest of my soda, //what is he planning?// I bite my bottom lip nervously, “Do I really care?” I ask myself incredulously, “If Neji hurt Sasuke, would I care?” I sit back in the chair and close my tired eyes. ((Obviously.)) Shukaku sniffed ((weak)). He taunted. I scoff, “Just because I care, doesn’t make me weak, demon.” I stop and sit up glaring down at the table, //I really DO care, don’t I?// I sigh, unfortunately though, Sasuke likes the blond bastard, ((Kyuubi?)) Shukaku questions, I nod, “His vessel, yes.” Shukaku’s eyes narrow, ((Steal him. The boy has no reason not to like you instead. Feelings change,)) Shukaku pointed out dryly; I nod again, the demon was right. Though, there is also the problem with Naruto’s attackers, ((It’s the brother.)) I blink, “How do you know that for sure though?” I couldn’t just tell Sasuke, then he would wonder where I got this theory from, and I’m not telling him about the raccoon; the only person who knows about him is Naruto. Not even my family knows; I killed the only other person who knew; the one who placed this damned curse on me.

Shukaku let out a chuckle, ((His eyes. He watches the boy’s every movement. Also, he was giving us this killer stare basically daring us to try something with the boy. If we know the Kyuubi vessel,)) he shuddered, ((and we do, more then I’d have liked. Then we know that the Uzamaki boy ‘has’ tried something, and probably got caught. You said it yourself; your boy likes the Kyuubi vessel.)) I blinked inward at the demon, “what’s got you so talkative?” and helpful, but I didn’t say that part. Shukaku shrugged, ((You don’t talk to me. 16 years cooped up in your body in silence is grating.)) I nod, we’ll talk to, I shiver, ‘Naruto’ tomorrow about our theory. He probably won’t like it. Shukaku snorted.

Regular POV

Sasuke grunted in annoyance as his alarm clock beeped viciously at him; he opened his eyes to darkness. It took him a moment to realize he was sleeping with his entire body under the covers, //Why did I do that?// He threw the covers off and glanced at the mirror on the opposite side of his room and his eyes grew wide. He gasped and slapped his hand over a bright red bite mark on the right side of his neck, just between his neck and shoulder blade. //Naruto!// he shrieked in his mind, //OMG! Why didn’t I see this coming?!// He thought back and could clearly remember Naruto biting him, “Uggh!” he fell back on his bed; hand still firmly in place. “What if someone sees it?” He scowled at the ceiling, then grew fearful, “what if aniki sees it?!” Sasuke bolts out of bed and tiptoes to the door, glancing out it, he finds Itachi at the kitchen table eating breakfast, //Good.// He breaths, and rushes silently to Itachi’s bathroom. Under the sink, he pulls out a bag of make-up; he giggled slightly at the fact that his older brother wore make-up, then got serious and pulled out the concealer. Making a mad dash back to his room, he grabs a set of clothes and hops into the shower.

Itachi sat grumpily at the kitchen table, slowly sipping his cup of coffee, //I need to buy a new phone today.// he mused, picking up the newspaper and scanning it absently. He’d been pissed to find out that Sasuke was at the blond brat’s house last night, and was even more upset to find that the blond had had an accident and walked away practically unscathed. When he returned last night, Sasuke was in a state of dishevelment and appeared to be quite happy, Itachi didn’t even want to try to interpret that; he was mad enough at the blond as it was. He looked up as Sasuke walked in, wearing a casual set of carpenter jeans and a dark blue shirt with a black cat in the upper left corner. Sasuke fell effortlessly into his chair and gazed dazedly across the way a bit past Itachi’s head. Itachi blinked, “Are you alright this morning, Sasuke? Should you stay home from school? You don’t look well.” Sasuke lifted hazy eyes to regard his aniki and shook his head,

“Naw, I’m fine.” The doorbell rang and Sasuke stood up. Last night Naruto had called and told him that Iruka refused to let Naruto ride his bike until it was checked out and tuned up, so Iruka was going to give them a ride to school instead. Being a teacher, Iruka arrived earlier, meaning he left earlier. Sasuke opened the door and nodded at Iruka, before setting his eyes on Naruto. He nearly scoffed; that cheeky grin the blond was known for was back, “Let me get my bag.” He grunted out and left for his room. Naruto leaned through the doorframe carefully to take a peek at Itachi and flinched, //Fuck, I’m screwed.// he sunk back in place behind Iruka as Sasuke rounded back around the corner, “Bye aniki!” Sasuke called, and shut the door behind him. Itachi sat glowering at the table; today was going to suck.

Iruka pulled into the teacher’s parking lot and shut his car down; Naruto shot out and Sasuke followed. “Thank you Iruka-sensei.” Sasuke offers casually, “I will see you in class later.” Iruka nods at him as Sasuke and Naruto turn to leave. They make it to the school’s outer doors before Sasuke turns to Naruto and questions, “Where does Shika hang out before school? I know his bus gets here around this time, right?” Naruto narrows his eyes suspiciously,

“Yeah… he usually hangs out on the roof, I think.” Sasuke nods and looks around for the stair case; he spots it to his left and starts to walk towards it when Naruto stops him by gripping his wrist and pulling him back hard against him. Sasuke freezes up as he feels Naruto’s breath ghost over his neck, “I thought I bit you.” Naruto blows against him and Sasuke shivers,

“You did. I covered it up.” Sasuke turns to looked pointedly up at him, “You DO know what aniki would do if he saw it, right?” Naruto cringes, yeah, he knew,

“Thanks then.” He flashes a cheeky grin and Sasuke just rolls his eyes,

“Let’s just go, dobe.” Sasuke pulls his arm back and marches towards the staircase, behind him he could hear Naruto mutter something that sounded suspiciously like ‘teme’. Once on the roof, Sasuke spots Shika lounging easily against the edge railing; his outward appearance not even slightly showing the war that had been brewing in his mind for days now. Sasuke eyes him warily; Shika looked like he hadn’t slept well last night, which was weird for the lazy prodigy, “Shika?” Sasuke asked, his voice laced with a hint of worry. Naruto scowls mildly. Shikamaru opens one eye and examines Sasuke and Naruto before taking his weight off the railing and leaning forward,

“Sasuke? Naruto? What are you two doing here so early?” He glances briefly at his watch, wondering if maybe he’d just been up here longer than he’d thought,

“Some truck almost hit me yesterday, and I crashed my bike into a street sign. ‘ruka wouldn’t let me take it to school today, so he gave me and Sasuke a ride.” Naruto supplied casually; Shika’s lazy gaze widens, //an accident?// Sasuke see’s Shika’s thoughts,

“I don’t think it was an accident.” He speaks up. Naruto and Shika both give him a questioning look, “The driver of the truck,” Sasuke started, “I recognized him.” Naruto moved to stand next to Shika, so that both were directly in front of Sasuke. Sasuke sighed, “You both know my parents died in a freak car accident, right?” They both nod; Shika speaks up,

“Freak? How so?” Sasuke frowned; he didn’t like talking about it,

“I’ll explain later, just know that our car crashed into a truck, okay?” They both nodded again, so Sasuke continued, “Well the truck driver was an innocent in the crash, same as my parents; or so I thought.” He looked up to make sure the two were still listening, “The man driving the truck that almost hit Naruto yesterday, was the exact same man who hit my parents’ car when they died.” Naruto gasped and Shika’s eyes narrowed to slits,

“The same driver? Are you sure?” Sasuke gave Shika a sharp look before nodding resolutely,

“Even the same truck. It can’t be coincidence.” Especially after what Gaara had said yesterday. The three boys were startled out of their thoughts when the five-minute-bell rang. Had they been standing there for that long? Sasuke shrugged, “Let’s head to class.” He and Shika waved goodbye to Naruto as they went their separate ways. Shika contemplated during the walk to class before coming to the decision to tell Sasuke about what he’d heard while at his house the other day,

“Sasuke…?” he started cautiously as the two sat down in the back of their math class; Just as Shika was going to continue Kiba bounded up with Hinata following carefully behind him, “I’ll tell you next class. Remind me, ne?” He finished lamely; Sasuke raised a brow but nodded. Math went by quickly and he and Shika were now sitting in French, Sasuke poked Shika in the side, the boy was already dozing,

“You had something to tell me?” Shika’s head shot up, how could he have forgotten?! His lack of sleep last night was taking its effect. He sighed and gathered his wits about him before starting,

“You remember when I was at your house a few days ago?” he questioned, Sasuke nodded, “And remember when I’d stopped in the hallway, and you asked if I was okay?” Sasuke nodded again, “well, I wasn’t.” Sasuke raised a brow for him to continue when their teacher shrieked at them for speaking and suggested that if they were going to talk, the least they could do was speak French instead of Japanese, Shika sighed before continuing in French, “I had heard something that you might not like.” Sasuke’s eyes sharpened in disbelief as Shika relayed what he’d seen and heard that day; finishing up quickly Shika looked on with desperation, Sasuke just HAD to believe him,

“So…” Sasuke started in Japanese, “You’re telling me, that my brother, Itachi, has incestuous feelings for me?” Sasuke asked slowly, Shika nodded vigorously,

“I also think, he may have had something to do with your parents’ deaths, and Naruto’s ‘accidents’. I had heard that Deidara fellow ask what they were going to do with the annoying blond neighbor.” He insisted. Sasuke narrowed his gaze to a deathly glower,

“I don’t believe you. Itachi is my brother, Shika. MY BROTHER. He doesn’t see me that way. That’s just… wrong.” He frowned, there was NO way Itachi thought of him like that, “and even if that was true, which is totally unlikely in and of itself, the audacity to even ‘suggest’ that Itachi had a hand in the crashes, either of them, is ludicrous! I refuse to accept it!”He hissed out angrily. Shika flinched,

“Sasuke, I know this is hard to accept,” he heard Sasuke grunt in amusement, “But that’s why I didn’t tell you at first. I seriously believe that Itachi is behind the accidents. All of them. He doesn’t want anyone but him to get to close to you!” Sasuke snorted,

“You can’t be hearing yourself, Nara!” Shika cringed at the use of his last name, “This is my brother you’re talking about. My own flesh and blood. And my only remaining, ‘living’ relative. He had nothing to do with this. End of discussion!” Sasuke turned away from Shika and adamantly ignored him all through this and their next class. By lunch time, Shikamaru was so fully and thoroughly exhausted he could barely walk. He’d attempted to explain, and re-explain his hypothesis to Sasuke at least 6 times in the past two hours. The boy was damn stubborn and refusing to even acknowledge him anymore. Shika lay with his head on the table, with Sasuke eating his sandwich when Naruto arrived. Naruto gave Shika a confused look before plopping down next to Sasuke,

“Is everything okay guys? You look upset.” Sasuke flicked his glare lazily at Naruto before fully settling it on Shikamaru. Said lazy boy pulled his head up wearily,

“Naruto, you need to talk some sense into the boy! He won’t listen to me!” Naruto blinked in Sasuke’s direction; said boy just shrugged and continued chomping at his food, “Here, this is my theory:” Shikamaru for about the eighth time that day explained his idea about Itachi. Sasuke silently fuming the whole time, while Naruto was listening like a child on Christmas waiting to hear Santa come down the chimney. Nodding or ‘hmm-ing’ every once in a while. When Shika finished, Naruto jumped up,

“I agree.” Naruto blinked, that’s what he was going to say, but he wasn’t the one who said it. Sasuke and Naruto turned to face Gaara, who was standing behind them, face set in a straight, hard line. Sasuke practically choked on his lunch as he stuttered out,

“W-what did you say?! You agree?!” he asked incredulously, “You can’t be serious! Gaara?!” Gaara ignored Sasuke’s outburst,

“When I met Itachi, the man was watching Sasuke’s every move, with a possessive like stare. Also, he had glared at me with such hate; I figured it was something akin to jealousy.” Shikamaru nodded,

“Me as well. I also received that gaze, and got that feeling.” Naruto glanced from both boys quickly,

“Wait! When the hell did the two of you meet Itachi?! You mean to tell me that both of you have been in Sasuke’s house?!” Shikamaru glanced up,

“In his room even.” He mused with a wicked smile, and watched as Naruto paled, then took pity on the boy, “we were working on our history project. Relax.” Gaara raised a thin brow,

“I didn’t leave my car. The man came home right as I drove up.” Naruto swallowed, then nodded, good. Sasuke shook his head, he’d had enough,

“That’s it!” he shouted rising to his feet, “the three of you need to drop this! Itachi is my brother! He doesn’t think that way, and it isn’t possible for him to have tried to hurt Naruto, or my parents! He wouldn’t do that to me!” Naruto turned to face the furious raven to his right, and coughed,

“I agree with them Sasuke. I also felt Itachi was more overprotective of you then a normal brother would be.” Sasuke’s eyes went wide, //Naruto too?!// then narrowed, he took a deep breath and sat down, fully intent on ignoring the idiotic people behind him. It just wasn’t possible! Was it? He tore his sandwich apart as the three ignored boys looked on in hurt. Sasuke was about done destroying his food when Kisame popped up out of nowhere; the shark-like man scaring Naruto into squeaking.

“Mini!” Kisame called, lifting a blue hand in a wave, “I’ve got some awesome news!” he gushed, looking over Sasuke’s tense form, //Hmm…? He seems upset. Itachi told me that when Sasuke came home yesterday, he’d seemed happy; he looks pissed now.// He glanced at the three boys being blatantly dejected by the mini and smirked, //I wonder what these three did to piss him off so much?// he chuckled then looked back down at Sasuke who was staring at him to continue. “Oh! Sorry,” he mumbled, “the news, right. You remember Juugo, right?” Sasuke’s eyes lit up, “I’ll take that as a yes. You know he’s a sophomore up at X-University now, right?” Sasuke nodded vigorously, //Juugo? I haven’t seen him in forever! Three years, at least.// Kisame smiled down at Sasuke, the kid was so easy to read, “Welllll,” He started slowly, “He’s coming down for a visit! He’ll be staying with Sasori and Deidara at their house!” Sasuke jumped up from his seat ecstatically,

“Really?!” he cried, “I haven’t seen Juugo in years!” he squealed, Naruto sharpened his eyes in suspicion,

“Just who is this Juugo guy??” He demanded. Sasuke shot him a passing glance before turning back to Kisame,

“Could you tell him Kisa-chan? I’m not speaking with them right now.” Kisame blinked at the old nickname, Sasuke hadn’t used that on him since before his parents died. He nodded, smirking like a mad man, before turning on the heated blond; this was going to be interesting,

“Juugo was Sasuke’s junior and high school sweet-heart.” He sing-songed, “They were ‘always’ together, and Juugo had been the mini’s first kiss! They decided to break up when Juugo when off to university. Feeling that with the distance they should just be friends.” He smiled dreamily off in the distance, while Naruto and Gaara had turned funny colors. Shika glanced at Gaara and raised a brow, now, Naruto, he could understand; but Gaara? Wasn’t the kid still dating Neji? Naruto sputtered indignantly for a good few minutes before letting off a quiet howl,

“What. The. Fuck?!” Kisame looked down at Sasuke and could tell the little shit was smirking; he liked making the blond jealous eh? Cute. //Itachi’d kill me if he heard me think that.// he laughed. //My work here is done!// he smirked at his own joke,

“I’ll be heading off now, ‘kay mini?” Sasuke looked up and nodded,

“I’ll see you later then.” He smiled as Kisame walked away; it will be great to see Juugo again. Sasuke missed him like something else. He blushed at the thought, then scowled as a picture of Naruto floated into his mind instead. He shot a glance at the blond to find his face bright red with his cheeks huffing out in an angry pout. Sasuke would have laughed had he not remembered that he was furious with the boy. He sighed; that theory was preposterous. So what if Itachi always watched out for him? That didn’t mean he wanted him sexually, right? His frown deepened. Also, the idea that Itachi would kill for him? Where did that even come from? //Even if Itachi has always gotten what he wanted, no matter what the costs, that didn’t mean he would…// Sasuke cursed, //Fuck yeah it would.// He’d always known Itachi had a mildly evil streak, but, for him?! He sighed again, and turned back to the boys behind him, “If we promise not to talk about Itachi, at least for now, I’ll stop being angry.” He watched as Naruto’s eyes lit up and Gaara’s and Shika’s features lightened considerably at the concept of Sasuke talking with them again; the three of them had been pretty strung up. He shook his head and all four sat down to wait for lunch to end.

As the bell rang, Shika and Sasuke said goodbye to Naruto and Gaara and headed off towards History. Shika kept his eyes trained on the floor; his mind finally relaxed for the first time in days. //Sasuke didn’t believe me,// he looked up, //but from the look of things, he’s considering it.// Shika glanced back at the ground with a small smile, maybe things would work out after all. The two walked into History, where Sasuke was pleasantly surprised to find Neji ignoring him. The boy was walking around all in a huff, adamantly refusing to even glance in their corner’s direction. Sasuke’s mind was put a bit at ease, //At least I don’t have to worry about Neji anymore.// he sighed and sat down. Sasuke didn’t know how wrong he was. Neji was planning out a way to get Sasuke alone; the boy was always with someone! Be it Shika, Naruto or even that dog-boy Kiba. Neji also noted that his boyfriend had taken a soft-spot for Sasuke; but that one could work to his advantage. Neji snickered, //Doesn’t Gaara give Sasuke a ride home from school?// he could vaguely recall Gaara mentioning it. //Yes. That’s perfect. I’ll talk to Gaara about it tonight.// He was giddy through the rest of class.

Finally Sasuke made it to PE; he sighs as he tosses his shirt in his locker, //Today has been stressful.// he leaned forward and rested his head on cool steel in front of him. All throughout history he had been considering the possibility of Itachi liking him more than a brother; and in all honesty, he could kind of see it. Sasuke wasn’t stupid, he knew what a person looked like when they wanted something; hell, it was directed at him a lot. He just hadn’t ever considered it with Itachi. Maybe he should have? He gasped and jumped as two warm hands wrap around stomach and a head rested on his upper back, “You know how worried I was that you were never going to talk to me again?” He felt Naruto breathe out down his exposed back and shivered,

“You know you wouldn’t have let me do that. You’re damn persistent dobe.” He heard Naruto grunt behind him and bit back a moan as a light kiss was placed on his junction. The kisses moved up until Naruto was biting at his ear, licking it in an almost apology. Naruto’s hands weren’t idle; as one moved up his chest and the other rubbed gently at the front of his pants. He couldn’t stop his moan then, “N-Naruto…nngh… s-stop.” Sasuke gasped as Naruto squeezed him lightly, “We’re in school!” he squeaked out. Naruto released all his holds on Sasuke and Sasuke breathed a sigh of relief, before he was roughly turned around and shoved back into a locker, Naruto’s lips attaching themselves to his,

“Its…Your… Fault.” He stated between kisses. Sasuke felt his body relax as Naruto ran his tongue along Sasuke’s bottom lip eagerly. Sasuke immediately opened up to him and kissed back headily, momentarily forgetting that they were in the school locker room. A grunt and angry hiss of,

“What are you two doing?” brought both boys back to reality and Naruto begrudgingly moved away to glare in Gaara’s direction. Sasuke flushed and kept his gaze on the floor as Naruto and Gaara had an all out glaring match; which Gaara one as Naruto looked away,

“What did it look like?” He growled out, “I was making out with Sasuke, and it was awesome till you interrupted.” Gaara smirked, then shrugged,

“Glad I interrupted then.” Was his cheeky response. Naruto started before Sasuke reached out and grabbed his shirt,

“Drop it.” He hissed, “Just get changed already.” He used the grip he had to forcefully remove Naruto’s body from his; as he had been effectively pined to the lockers. He turned around finished changing as Naruto childishly stuck his tongue out at Gaara and made to get dressed as well. Gaara’s eyebrow ticked, fucking blond bastard. ((Eat him.)) Shukaku sighed, with much less venom then usual. Gaara made a face at the demon, who shrugged; ((too tired to rant about the fox and his vessel.)) he emphasized this point by giving off a wide yawn and collapsing into a heap of fur. Gaara half-shrugged and PE went by without a problem; Gaara only mildly noticing that nothing had happened to Naruto today in the way of danger. Once back in the locker room, the three boy’s changed quickly, Sasuke watching as Naruto finished up, “Will you be home later than usual today? Because Iruka-sensei is taking you home?” Naruto glanced up at Sasuke from tying his tennis shoes,

“Yeah, I probably won’t get home until a bit after 5. Why?” Sasuke wrinkled his nose in irritation,

“Just wanted to know. Get online so we can talk. Okay?” Naruto made a face, but shrugged,

“Alright. See you later, teme.” He smirked and gave Sasuke a quick peck on the lips. Naruto smiled as Sasuke stuttered out something resembling, ‘later’ and left with Gaara.

Sasuke sat in the passenger side of a car that still wasn’t moving; and looked over at Gaara who was glaring at his steering wheel, “everything okay, Gaara?” he asked, leaning down and cocking his head to the side in concern. Gaara glanced at him briefly before starting the car,

“A question, Uchiha.” He stated, Sasuke blinked, //Is Gaara mad at me? He hasn’t called me Uchiha for a bit over a week now.// He nodded for Gaara to continue. The redhead sighed and started the drive home, “What are your feelings for Naruto?” Sasuke threw his head in Gaara’s direction, a light blush littering his features. Out of all the things he expected Gaara to ask, that wasn’t one of them.

“I- he’s,” He sighed, “First, you should know how I used to be.” Gaara glanced his way in a subtle sign he was listening, “After my parents died two years ago, right in front of me, I changed. I sat there, and watched as my parents, who were not more than a foot ahead of me, were crushed. I, somehow, in that small frame of time, decided that I didn’t ever want anyone close to me to die.” He sighed again, his eyes un-focusing into a glaze, “I realized though, almost immediately afterwards, that I couldn’t stop anyone from dying. It’s a part of life. So my next decision; was to not let anyone else get close to me. That way, if they did die, I wouldn’t care. I’ve lived with that resolution for the past two years, only letting Itachi and a few of his college friends slide by my radar.” He pulled his knees up to his chest and wrapped his arm around his legs, “When I met Naruto, I was instantly drawn to him. It scared me, and I tried to push him away. It’s only been a week and half, and I already feel like I’ve known Naruto all my life. I don’t really know when it happened, it could have been when I first met him, or when I watched him fly off his bike and skid across the grass; but I realize now, he’s so very important to me.” Sasuke glanced over at Gaara, “I think I-I think I love him Gaara.” He whispered out. While Gaara’s outside remained impassive his insides were seething and his subconscious was spouting off every swear word he could think of, even a few he was sure he’d just made up. His hands tensed to a fine white on his steering wheel and his teeth clenched unnoticeably,

“Love?” He finally ground out. Sasuke nodded stupidly. He sure felt stupid. Love? After a few weeks? It wasn’t possible, was it? Gaara let out a shuddery breath, “He fell off his bike?” He looked over at Sasuke, who shot his head up,

“We didn’t tell you?! The truck driver from my parent’s accident tried to hit Naruto yesterday!” Gaara’s façade dropped almost instantly,

“The same driver?” He asked quickly, //Then my theory about Itachi HAS to be true!// Shukaku chuckled himself awake, ((Sloppy, if you ask me.)) Gaara nodded, “That ‘is’ sloppy. Maybe we should investigate the original crash?” Gaara was talking to Shukaku, but Sasuke spoke up,

“Could we do that?” Gaara, startled, glanced at Sasuke before nodding,

“It shouldn’t be hard, the police should have the file on their computer; if we have an officer to speak with, we could get access.” Sasuke smirked,

“Want to make a trip to the police station with me Gaara?” Gaara blinked, before smirking himself and changing lanes; he didn’t know what Sasuke was planning, but he liked spending time with the boy, chance or not, Sasuke calmed Gaara down. Gaara pulled into the almost empty lot and parked his car. Both boys climbed out and made their way to the front of the station where a cheery looking woman beamed at both of them,

“Can I help you two cuties?” She gushed, Sasuke and Gaara flinched. Do girls ‘have’ to use the word cute?! Sasuke stepped forward carefully,

“Is commander Hatake in?” the woman’s face changed to a dark glower,

“Yes, unfortunately, the commander is in. Why would you want to see that man anyway?” She huffed. Sasuke smiled,

“He’s a friend.” The woman’s face twisted even more before she picked up the phone and muttered into it,

“Commander Hatake, you have guests.” She didn’t even try to hide the disgust in her voice as she hung the phone up, “He’ll be out in a moment.” She spat out. Sasuke smiled and thanked her, before turning back to Gaara; he chuckled at Gaara’s suspicious face, and waved it away casually. The two waited for about ten minutes before finally hearing footsteps and a familiar patch of silver hair came into view,

“Sasuke-kun!” was Sasuke’s only warning before Kakashi attached himself to the smaller boy in a hug. Sasuke blushed as he felt Kakashi’s hand dangerously close to his ass,

“Kakashi-san!” he wailed, grabbing at the wandering digits and halting their quest. Kakashi pouted and stepped back to examine Sasuke, and a redhead he immediately recognized,

“You’re Naruto’s ex-boyfriend!” he pointed, almost accusingly. A vein on Gaara’s forehead pulsed as his fists clenched. Sasuke moved to stand in between the two,

“Kakashi-san! That’s inappropriate! We came here to speak with you.” He started, “Can we please continue in the privacy of your office?” Kakashi’s one eye settled on Sasuke, //Why’s the kid hanging with Naruto’s ex? Are they friends or something?// He nodded and turned towards his office,

“This way!” he called happily, silently sing-songing in his head about Sasuke coming to see him. Several ‘inappropriate’ thoughts about the raven rushed through his mind, most involving his desk. Sasuke glared at him suspiciously, the man was thinking about something nasty, he could tell; there was a drool stain on his mask. Pervert. He huffed as Kakashi finally led them into a small cluttered office and shut the door behind him, “Sooo, Sasuke-kun. What did you want to speak with me about?” Sasuke looked around for a place to sit, before settling with a cart covered to the brim with papers,

“You heard about my parent’s car accident from my brother, am I correct?” he assumed Deidara would ask him about riding on Naruto’s bike, when he didn’t, he figured he waited until Sasuke left and had asked when Kakashi was around. Kakashi blinked, how’d the kid know that?

“Ma, Sasuke-kun, you’re so smart! Itachi-san indeed did tell me about the accident. If you can call it that. Very strange accident it was.” Sasuke looked up startled as Gaara narrowed his eyes,

“That actually, is what we are here for.” Kakashi set his gaze on Gaara, mildly surprised to discover Gaara could talk, he thought the boy was a mute. “Me, Sasuke and a few of our friends are suspecting that the crash was planned. We were wondering if we could see the crash report. I know for a fact, that the police systems are all connected, and that you could access the information easily from your computer.” Kakashi blinked, //Cheeky brat. He’s almost as bad as Naruto.// He nodded before settling himself at his computer and immediately clicking away a secret picture he had of Sasuke sleeping. He typed into the police database and looked up accidents,

“Ma, Sasuke-kun,” He started, as he filled in the appropriate search requirements, “Why so interested all of the sudden?” He glanced his one eye up to see Sasuke stiffen considerably. Sasuke debated with himself for a while, and then agreed to tell Kakashi,

“One of the drivers that were apart of my parents’ car accident almost hit Naruto yesterday. Naruto avoided the crash and is okay, but I can tell the accident was supposed to be intentional.” Kakashi raised a brow, //Naruto got into an accident? So, Sasuke figures someone is killing the people around him. That makes sense.// Kakashi pulled the accident report up and enlarged the screen,

“Ah, here it is. Would you like me to print the entire report out?” Sasuke shot up from his spot and stalked over to Kakashi’s computer. He leaned down next to Kakashi and read small parts of the report before turning to the masked man,

“Could you? That would be awesome.” Kakashi was examining the raven’s delicate features up close and was snapped out of his trance at Sasuke’s phone going off. Sasuke leaned back and pulled the phone out, //Why did Itachi have to call right now? It’s like it’s some sort of sign.// Sasuke put the phone to his ear, “Aniki?” he answered. Kakashi and Gaara froze; staring at Sasuke in disbelief, “You’re home? How come so early?” Sasuke listened, then nodded, “Yeah, I’m hanging out with Gaara; I figured you wouldn’t be home until later.” Sasuke cringed, “Yes, aniki. Well, Gaara already gives me rides home, I don’t see how me hanging with him for a bit makes any—” He gives Gaara an apologetic look as Kakashi takes to printing the file out, “I know that’s not the point aniki! I wasn’t saying that. Why are you so angry?” he demanded, before pulling the phone from his ear as he heard a door slam on the other end, //Fuck, Itachi’s mad again.// “Look aniki, we’ll talk about this later. I’ll be home in like, ten minutes.” Sasuke shut the phone without waiting for a response and sighed, “Sorry guys.” He mumbled, “Gaara, can you take me home now?” Gaara nodded absently as Kakashi retrieved the printed file,

“Here, take this with you and look it over; I’ll do so from my end as well and we can reconvene later, okay?” Sasuke smiled up at the silver haired man,

“Yeah, thanks Kakashi-san.” Kakashi waved his hand absently, he didn’t’ do it for thanks.

“Just Kakashi, yeah?” Sasuke snorted but nodded. Both boys waved goodbye, and left Kakashi to his own devices, “Now to find the monitor room and steal a few pictures of Sasuke waiting in the lobby.” He giggled and trotted off to find said room.

Gaara pulled up to Sasuke’s driveway warring with himself on whether not to leave Sasuke with what he was sure was a murderer. Itachi stood on the doorway with his arms crossed, openly scowling at Gaara’s car. Sasuke thanked Gaara and got out. Taking one last look, Gaara pulled out and drove off; leaving Sasuke to deal with Itachi by himself. Sasuke was being given a hard stare, which he returned, “get in the house.” Itachi stated, moving out of the way for Sasuke to pass. Sasuke sharpened his glare, but complied. Itachi followed behind him, closing the door in his wake. Sasuke spun around, settling his furious gaze on his older brother,

“Why are you so angry aniki?! I was just hanging out with Gaara!” Itachi stared impassively at his impudent little brother,

“You didn’t ask first. What if something happened to you while you were with Gaara? I wouldn’t know, because I wouldn’t have known where you were. Do you even think things through? You’ve been gallivanting off all over lately. Disregarding rules and regulations that I’ve set for you.” Itachi huffed out evenly, his calm tone scarier than if he’d been yelling. Sasuke’s eyes hardened,

“I’m not a kid, aniki! I’m seventeen. Even if something DID happen, Gaara would know to contact you! You know as well as I do that I think almost ‘everything’ I do through thoroughly!” he ranted, “Normal teens my age get to do things with half the thought put into their plans. You just don’t like knowing I’m hanging out with someone else, and not you!” He hissed out irrationally. Itachi’s eyes narrowed to dangerous red slits,

“And what, Sasuke, is that supposed to mean?!”He growled out. Ready to continue his demands at Sasuke’s silence, Itachi’s new phone rang in Sasori’s number. He hissed angrily before pulling is phone out and flipping it open violently, “What?” he ground out. Sasuke turned away and marched to his room, effectively ending their argument; at least for now. Sasori flinched on the other end of the phone at Itachi’s voice, then the sound of a door slamming, what the hell was going on in that house? He cleared his voice and spoke into the phone.

:Phone Conversation between Itachi and Sasori:

Sasori: “Someone has accessed your parents’ car accident information.” He relayed expectantly, shuffling a few papers in the background
Itachi: “Who?” why now?
Sasori: Some more paper shuffling, “A one, Commander Kakashi Hatake of the Konoha police force.” More papers shuffling, “I don’t even know this person—” Itachi cut him off,
Itachi: “I do.” He growled out, what the fuck does that mask wearing pervert want with that information? “Can they find anything suspicious from that information?”
Sasori: Blink, “Nothing that the police haven’t already reviewed. It’s the perfect accident.”
Itachi: “Good. Just leave it then.” Click.

:End Phone Conversation:

Itachi hung up and glared vehemently at his phone, //I’ll deal with the ‘commander’ later. For now I need to deal with Sasuke. Just what did he mean by his earlier statement? Can he possibly know?// Itachi’s musing were cut short by Sasuke clearing his throat. Itachi looked down expectantly. Sasuke took a deep breath. In his room, he rethought about his friends’ theories, and decided it wouldn’t hurt to ask Itachi if part of them were true. “Aniki,” he started, “I have a question for you.” Itachi raised a brow before nodding for Sasuke to continue, “Do you… ‘like’ me aniki?” He asked cryptically. Itachi frowned,

“Of course I do Sasuke. You are my little brother.” He stated mechanically, Sasuke shook his head,

“That’s not what I meant.” He bit his lip before trying again, “Do you have sexually attracted feelings towards me?” He lifted his head to look Itachi in the eye, as his brother silently reeled,

“What?!” Itachi choked out, how!? “Sasuke that’s insane.” He denied quickly, “I’m your brother! Why would you even think that?! Who gave you that idea?” He hissed out, moving closer to Sasuke. Sasuke immediately stepped back in mild fear,

“N-No one aniki! I was wondering myself! It was just a question!” He cut out hurriedly, “I figured you didn’t, I was just checking. I was being stupid! I’m sorry, aniki!” Itachi’s worry-marred features softened lightly,

“Of course not. I’m going to make dinner.” Itachi excused himself for the kitchen and left Sasuke standing alone in their living room. Sasuke turned and walked to his bedroom, barely getting his door closed before collapsing on the floor in a shaking heap, //They were right.// he gasped out holding back a few tears that had threatened to fall, //Shika, Gaara and Naruto were right. Itachi has feelings for me. If he didn’t, he wouldn’t have so adamantly refused.// Sasuke allowed his head to fall backwards and bang against his door, //Shit.// he sighed, and stood up, making his way to his computer; Naruto should be home and online by now. He logged on to find both Naruto and Shika online already:

DarkRaven97 Has logged on

DarkRaven97: hey. Sorry I’m late.
SpiralslveRamen: You’re late. What happened?
DarkRaven97: I believe the two of you now. That Itachi has feelings for me.
2Trblesome: What caused the change of heart?
SpirlslveRamen: Yeah? Did Itachi do something to you?! Cause if he did –shakes fist—
DarkRaven97: No, nothing like that. I just asked him about it.
SpirlslveRamen: what?! And he just told you? Just like that?!
DarkRaven97: No, he expressly refused.
SpirlslveRamen: wait, so, now I’m confused.
2Trblesome: If he really didn’t have feelings, he would have shrugged the question off, right Sasuke?
DarkRaven97: --nod—if he really didn’t like me, he would have just scoffed at me and said no. Hold on, it’s time for dinner.

DarkRaven97 is away

Sasuke stood from his computer and made his way to the kitchen, sitting down at the table, eyeing Itachi wearily. The two ate in silence, Itachi glancing up once in a while to observe his little brother’s movements before going back to his food. When he finished, Sasuke excused himself, and left for his bedroom. Sasuke logged back into his chat room and he Shika, and Naruto continued to discuss their ideas about Itachi, Sasuke briefly and much to Naruto’s annoyance mentioned his time with Kakashi and Gaara. It was around 11 by the time the lazy boy excused himself to bed; Sasuke and Naruto saying goodbye to him. Sasuke got up out of his chair and wandered to his door, opening it revealed a dark hallway, and Itachi’s dark bedroom. He thought he heard the man go to bed about an hour ago. Heading back, he typed a message to Naruto: ‘Meet me outside; I need to talk to you in person.’ Before closing the window and shutting his computer down. He didn’t need to wait for a response; he knew Naruto would come.

After safely tip-toeing out of the house, Sasuke gently shut and locked his front door and made his way across his lawn to Naruto’s house. Unknown to Sasuke, Itachi was awake and had heard him leave. Itachi flipped open his phone and dialed Sasori’s number, waiting for the man to pick up, “I need a favor.” He stated into the phone when he heard a click on the other side, “I know you’re nearby. I need you to follow Sasuke. He just snuck out. No doubt to meet the blond demon. Follow them and make sure that demon doesn’t do anything unacceptable to Sasuke.” He waited momentarily for the grunt of acceptance and shut his phone.

Naruto was waiting patiently outside his house as Sasuke walked up, “hey!” He called, then lowered his voice as Sasuke made the sign to be quiet with his lips and pointer finger. “hey,” he stated quieter, “Why’d you want to meet outside?” he questioned quietly as Sasuke kept walking. He jogged to keep up when Sasuke finally spoke,

“Why don’t we go to the park, I’ll tell you there, okay?” Naruto nodded silently, knowing that even though Sasuke wasn’t looking at him, had felt it. The two walked the five or so minutes to the park in silence, upon arriving Sasuke made a beeline for the swings and plopped down in one, taking his sandals off and running his toes through the sand, “Sit down Naruto.” He stated gently. Naruto sat. “Earlier today, I talked with Gaara.” He started, hearing Naruto growl lightly to his right. He kept his gaze on his toes as he continued, “Gaara asked me how I felt about you.” He heard Naruto’s swing clink, letting him know that Naruto had looked in his direction. Sasuke finally looked up to regard Naruto. The blonds’ features seemed to be amplified in the moon’s light.

Sasori arrived at the park within minutes, immediately spotting the pair by the swings, //Itachi was right, Sasuke is with the Uzamaki kid.// he crouched down in the bushes in time to hear Sasuke’s last statement. “What did you tell him?” Came Naruto’s soft reply. Sasuke looked back down at the dirt,

“That, I think, I might l-love you.” He practically choked out. Damn was this proving to be harder than he thought it would. Both Naruto and Sasori’s reactions were similar. Naruto started a loud coughing fit with eyes wide, while Sasori had a silent coughing fit. When Naruto calmed down a bit, he swallowed,

“Y-you’re serious?” he asked in disbelief. Sasuke cringed,

“Yeah, I am. And it scares the hell out of me.” Naruto looked up startled, about to question when Sasuke cut him off, “I’ve never felt something like this before, Naruto. I’ve only known you for a few days basically, and already I don’t know what I’d do with out you.” He muttered out, “It’s a scary feeling.” Naruto blinked, then blinked again. After pinching himself and letting out a rather loud yelp; he decided this wasn’t a dream; “Also,” Sasuke started again, “I think I believe you and Shika more then ever. I’ve always known Itachi to get what he wants. I’m sure he’d kill for things too.” Sasuke brought his hands down from the swing chains to wrap securely around himself and whispered, “Even our parents.” His small frame started to shake and Naruto was up and out of his swing in an instant, kneeling down in front of him,

“Shh, its okay.” He cooed quietly as Sasuke started to cry. Sasuke fell from his swing to land securely in Naruto’s waiting arms. Naruto wrapped himself around the boy and pet his hair gently, “Sasuke,” He started, “I think I love you too.” Sasuke blinked back a few tears, //What?// he looked up at Naruto’s deep blue eyes and saw nothing but honesty there, “I’m not going to lie to you. My feelings are true, but I have to confess; I’m not a little church boy when it comes to relationships.” He looked away from Sasuke’s knowing eyes and started worrying his bottom lip,

“W-what do you mean?” Sasuke sniffed out between deep calming breaths, was Naruto trying to say he wasn’t a virgin or something? With who? Naruto kept his gaze turned away as he sighed,

“I slept with Gaara.” He confessed, Sasuke’s eyes went wide, “About a year ago, when we were dating.” He swallowed hard and allowed himself to glance back at Sasuke, he didn’t know if he should be relieved or frightened to see Sasuke blinking absently. “Sasuke?” he asked uncertainly, “Are you mad at me?” He held his breath as Sasuke looked up at him. Sasuke’s hands tightening almost unnoticeably in his shirt, before he shook his head,

“No.” he muttered out, and it was true. He wasn’t mad, “You used to date Gaara. It’s only natural I suppose.” He whispered, “I-I’m not sure how comfortable I am with it, but I know it’s in the past. And can accept it as that.” Naruto’s features visibly relaxed,

“Sasuke, I really do like you a lot, you know?” Sasuke nodded, a bit confused, “And, you just, are so goddamn cute.” Naruto ground out, “that, I want to do, so much to you. But I don’t want to hurt you.” Naruto closed his eyes, “So, I’m asking permission. Can, I do more? You are so beautiful; I want to see all of you.” He opened his eyes and looked down at Sasuke’s fearful ones and flinched, fuck. Sasuke tensed in Naruto’s arms with thoughts flying furiously through his head, he really did like Naruto, more than he’s ever liked anyone. And he knows, that he would probably do anything for the idiot, but was he ready for something like that? Naruto noticed Sasuke’s serious face, “I don’t mean sex!” he supplied quickly, “I just want to touch.” He muttered out, his face blushing a light pink. Sasuke also blushed, his face turning a bright red.

“T-touching is okay.” He whispered out after a while. Naruto released a breath he hadn’t realized he’d been holding and brought his hand up to cup Sasuke’s soft face and placing a chaste kiss on those delicate lips,

“Stop me if I do anything you don’t like, okay?” He breathed out; his voice becoming low and husky from its intertwined feelings of lust. Sasuke nodded as Naruto laid him back against the sand and crawled on top of him. For a moment Naruto just stared at him, like taking in his clothed features before lifting his right hand and bringing it down to the hem of Sasuke’s shirt. Naruto played with the hem for a minute, keeping his eyes locked with Sasuke, then suddenly lifted it off in one swift movement; Sasuke leaning forward with his hands up to help. Naruto pushed Sasuke back down by the chest, splaying his hand across the smooth, white skin that seemed to glow in the moonlight. He leaned forward and captured Sasuke’s lips as his hand moved to Sasuke’s pants tugging gently at the button to make sure Sasuke was okay with it. With no resistance he pulled the pants open and ran his hand carefully along the ends before using both hands to pull the pants down to Sasuke’s knees. Sasuke reached both his hands up to wrap them around Naruto’s neck as he lifted his butt to help Naruto remove his pants easier. His heart was pounding furiously in his chest from the thrill and the fear of something new.

Sasori fell back on his own butt as he watched the blond pull Sasuke’s pants off, //Oh shit,// was his only thought, //What did Itachi mean by ‘unacceptable’? Like, something he didn’t want to happen, or something Sasuke didn’t want to happen?// He fought back a moan at seeing Sasuke’s milky white legs fully exposed in the night air, the chibi really was a beautiful creature. //Besides, what Itachi doesn’t know, wont hurt me.// he thought, //and the chibi said it was okay, so yeah.// he reasoned with himself.

Naruto let his fingers graze up Sasuke’s leg before settling it at the edge of Sasuke’s boxers. Sasuke Sat up and buried his head in Naruto’s chest nodding briefly to the unasked question for permission. Naruto smirked, wrapping one arm around Sasuke’s chest and lifting the boy as he pulled the flimsy piece of fabric down and off of Sasuke’s body. Naruto set Sasuke down, finally allowing himself to examine the now, utterly exposed piece’s of delectable flesh, “God Sasuke,” he husked out, his fingers ghosting over Sasuke’s skin, “You are so fucking perfect.” Sasuke flushed and looked away in embarrassment. His head flying back as he felt Naruto attach his mouth to his neck. He gasped as those sharp teeth bit into him again and arched his body up into Naruto’s hovering hand. Naruto licked the bite as he moved his mouth downward taking a hard nipple into his waiting mouth.

“Nnngh!” Sasuke moaned out, his hands finding their way into painfully gripping Naruto’s silky locks. Naruto bit his nipple softly, sucking the small nub affectionately before moving onto the other one and giving it the same treatment. All the while, one hand was rubbing soothing circles into Sasuke’s hip as the other pulled roughly against Sasuke’s scalp, causing him to throw his head back in a pleasured gasp, “N-Naruto” Sasuke shuddered as Naruto’s lips left his skin to attack his own lips once again. He opened his mouth greedily against Naruto’s and attempted to pull the blond boy closer, intertwining their tongues in a passionate dance. Naruto smirked into the kiss as Sasuke let out a squeak; he had just gently gripped his rough hands around Sasuke’s hardened member. Sasuke took in a shaky breath as Naruto’s hand started to move in a slow up-down pace. His thumb brushing seemingly carelessly over the slit smearing a bit of pre-cum in its wake. Sasuke moaned again as Naruto’s teeth went back to attacking his nipples, biting them harder then before causing him to cry out. Naruto’s hand started to move faster as he felt Sasuke’s body twitch,

“Mmm, this close already?” he taunted, licking and rolling the nub under his tongue relishing in the amazing noises Sasuke was making. Gaara had always been a silent lover. He moved his hand faster, Sasuke’s body liquids providing as a make-shift lube and allowing for easier movement. He felt Sasuke’s muscle’s spasm under his hand and looked down at Sasuke’s face just as his orgasm hit. Sasuke closed his eyes as he felt his body burn, and threw his head back in a silent scream; small tears formed at the edges of his eyes. Naruto pulled his sticky hand away from Sasuke’s softening member and licked the salty fluid off his fingers, Sasuke’s eyes went wide and his face flushed the darkest red it could get at the display. Once he was sure his hand, as well as Sasuke’s body was thoroughly clean Naruto pulled the still shaking boys’ boxers back up and leaned down to kiss the tears from Sasuke’s eyes away, “You okay?” he questioned softly as Sasuke finally got his bearings and reached down to pull his pants on. Once pants were securely in place, he turned to face Naruto and gave him a small kiss on the lips, tasting himself in the exchange,

“I’m fine.” He muttered out, burying his face in Naruto’s still fully clothed chest, “hey,” he pointed out softly, “you didn’t take any of your clothes off.” He pouted. Naruto raised a brow and chuckled,

“Nope. Tonight was my turn to explore.” Sasuke felt his face burn and pushed his face harder against Naruto. Naruto brought his hands up to wrap possessively around Sasuke’s back. “You should get dressed and head home. Itachi will be furious if he wakes up and finds you gone.” He pointed out reluctantly; he felt Sasuke nod against him and sighed. Sasuke pulled away, grabbed his shirt, and pulled it over his head. Naruto stood up and offered a hand, which Sasuke took, still not stable from his post-orgasmic high. Finding steady legs, both boys made their way back home; once there, Sasuke went straight to bed, collapsing exhausted into a deep sleep.

Naruto wandered instead of to his room, to his bathroom, and hopped into the shower. His own need regretfully neglected until that point. He reached down and open palmed himself gently in the heat of the shower water pressuring down on him. Images of Sasuke that night flooding his mind making him painfully hard. He wrapped his hand firmly around his arousal and pumped himself to a silent completion quickly; he knew it wouldn’t take much after what he’d seen. He sighed and finished his shower, before hopping out and falling into bed with only a pair of boxers and a sated smile on his face. He picked up a shoe and tossed it at the wall, hitting the light switch and turning the lights off.

Sasori wandered back to his post, making a mental note of what to tell Itachi tomorrow, but more importantly, what not to tell Itachi tomorrow. He looked down at his soiled pants, yeah, that would be one of the things he wouldn’t mention.

Outside of Naruto’s house two cloaked figures watched as the upstairs light finally turned off. The taller of the two turned to the shorter, “What do you say about that?” he questioned absently; the shorter shrugged,

“I suppose it’s just an obstacle. Sasuke will be mine again. Nothing will get in my way.” Both figures chuckled before disappearing into the darkness of the night.

TBC…
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Btw, if you couldn’t figure it out:
DarkRaven97 was Sasuke
SprialslvRamen was Naruto
2trblesome was Shika