Mixed Communication

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

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

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

A/N: More smut :) though maybe a slightly different style - let me know what you think. And some plot, but plot is yummy too sometimes.

Oh yeah, and reviews make mouths happy ^_^

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“Ouch!”

Deidara looked up from the costume and chuckled at the sight of Sakura nursing her hurt finger. “If only your fans could see you now!” he said. “The mighty Sakura, brought low by a simple sewing needle.”

“Shut up,” Sakura said, sticking her tongue out at him. “I haven’t worked with these fabrics in a while.”

“Yeah, yeah, sure.”

Sakura shook her head and bent back to her task. “I should probably keep in practice more. I spend too much time just designing, lately, it seems. I miss just making things.”

“I thought you still made some of your own outfits?”

“Well, yeah, but even then there are some things I just don’t use.”

Deidara just nodded, concentrating on the garment in his own hands. They were sitting together in the back room of a theater. Sakura had agreed to come over and help the blond finish up with some of his preparations for his performance the next night.

“You’re really serious about your work, you know that?”

“Eh?” he said, glancing up at the pinkette. “Well of course, it’s my life.”

“Oh? I thought your life was Itachi-sama,” Sakura teased, pointing her needle at him and enjoying the resultant blush on the blond’s cheeks.

“Well, yeah, but ya know, I’m my own person too.” Deidara said, chuckling. “Besides, he’d really yell at me if I slacked off doing what I love. He’d say it shows lack of dedication or something.”

“Would say? Or has said?”

“Well, yeah. It’s – I think he knows it would be easy for me to get lost in him.”

“So he wants to make sure you don’t stop being your own person even if you’re his person?”

“Something like that, yeah.”

“Sounds like a great guy.”

“Yeah.” The blond was silent, biting his bottom lip as he looked down at the costume in his hands.

“You’re quiet tonight.”

“What? No, no, its fine.” His laugh sounded slightly fake, even to him.

“Liar!”

“No, no, I’m not!”

“Then why are you acting so nervous? Is it because Itachi’s coming home tomorrow?”

“No! Well yeah. Well no, it’s just –“

“What?”

“It’s the show.”

“What?”

“It’s a new show, yeah. And I think it might be a little controversial.”

“Oh?”

“I guess I’m just worried about how everyone’s going to react.”

The pinkette finished her costume and put it down, crawling over to her friend and patting him on the head.

“Quit that!”

Sakura giggled and sat back, wrapping her arms around her knees.

“So, what does Itachi think of the show?” she said, watching her friend try to ignore her.

He mumbled something under his breath.

“What?”

“He doesn’t know what it’s about.”

“What?”

“He doesn’t know! It’s just –“ he broke off for a second, and sighed. “I don’t really tell people what my shows are about beforehand.”

“But you had to tell people something, right? Even if it’s a one-man show?”

“Well, yeah, something for the publicity. But it’s all vague. ‘The Making of a Sword – an Explosive Look Back at Recent History’ and all that type of stuff, yeah. Things no one gets until they see the show.”

“Oh. That’s why you have the model of Tokyo?”

“Yeah!” the blond said, jumping up and going over to the table holding pieces of the miniature model. “It’s going to be really cool, but also, I don’t know. Some people probably won’t like it.”

Sakura followed him. There was a photo for reference, taken from the direction of the bay. It was an old picture. “Do you think Itachi will like it?”

Deidara shrugged. “I don’t know, yeah. Sometimes people just want to forget history. At least, the bad parts.”

“The bad parts?”

“Yeah. But you know, it’s like that song – it’s how you survive that makes you into the person you are, or the people we are, ya know?”

“Yeah.” She swatted the blond on the back. “Anyways, I think you’re worrying too much. Itachi likes you for you, I’m sure he’ll be fine with this.”

“I hope so.” The blond wiped his forehead and looked around. “Man, there’s still so much to do. Sorry, princess, I don’t know if I’ll be able to take you around tomorrow.”

“How awful of you! I mean, really!”

Deidara stuck his tongue out at her. She responded in kind, using her index finger to tug at the bottom of her eye. He had to laugh. “Where did you pick that up?”

“Oh, here and there,” she replied, grinning.

“Brat!”

“Well, duh!” she said. “Oh hey, what if I just come over and help you set up tomorrow? I don’t have any meetings. Besides, then I could go with you to pick Itachi up from the airport – if that’s alright? I’ve been wanting to meet this mystery man.”

Deidara looked at her suspiciously. “Don’t give me that innocent look. Just what are you plotting?”

Sakura blinked at him. “Plotting? Moi? I’m hurt!”

“Yeah, I’m sure.”

“Bah, I just am curious to get to know this Itachi person. I mean, he’s the lover of one of my favorite friends, and Sasuke’s brother, and Naruto – well.”

“Ah. Yeah. Naruto.”

They both looked over at the model for a few moments, thinking. Finally, the blond shook his head, saying, “And here we were worried that they wouldn’t like each other the morning after.”

“Yeah, doesn’t seem to be the problem, right?”

“But it’s still complicated.”

“Yeah,” the pinkette replied, tracing her fingertips along the photo of Tokyo before her. “Hey Deidara?”

“Yeah?”

“What’s Itachi like? To his brother?”

Deidara blinked. How to answer – sadistic? Strict? Loving? Self-sacrificing? Harsh? “It’s complicated.”

“Oh?”

“But he loves him, and wants the best for him – it’s just sometimes the methods he uses are a bit unconventional.” Like dumping Sasuke out in the mountains so that he would learn survival skills (never mind that Itachi was trailing him the entire way home). Or forcing Sasuke to escort the daughters of their business clients to important social functions (it helped Sasuke gain exposure to the clientele, and the younger raven was smart enough to let the girls down easy without damaging relationships). Of course, there were some more sadistic moments – but Itachi was the type of guy who enjoyed being mean to those he loved. Deidara could definitely attest to that.

“Hmm.” Sakura looked unconvinced. “Well, I guess Sasuke’s used to it, but –“

“Worried about Naru-chan?”

The pinkette nodded. “I mean, he’s not as fragile as he looks – he isn’t! – but sometimes he gets vulnerable to things.”

“Yeah.” Deidara turned away and went back towards the costumes. “I can’t promise you anything. Itachi can be a real bastard sometimes – I think half the reason Sasuke’s last boyfriend broke up with him was because Itachi finally wore him down. But it isn’t – I mean, he isn’t a bad guy, yeah? He just expects a lot out of people. Especially if they’re involved with his baby brother.”

“I guess I can’t fault that,” Sakura replied, making a face. “If he’s such a perfectionist then I wonder what he’s going to think when he sees Naruto, though?”

Deidara chuckled. “Don’t over-think it. Remember, the blondie's tenacious! He’s a fighter! He’s – oh wait a sec, phone call.”

The pinkette shook her head as the blond stepped away, clearly talking to Itachi. She perked up when he grinned and started laughing, poking him when he came back over. “What was all that about?”

“Nothing, nothing, just having a laugh. Oh yeah, and he said it’d be fine to meet with you before dinner tomorrow. Does that mean Naru-chan’s going to have to be on his own all day?”

“Well, I suppose he could help out with this?”

Deidara looked shocked. “No way! Nobody gets to see my piece before it’s put together?”

Sakura blinked at him. “So I’m nobody?”

“Well, except you, Sakura-chan!” the blond said, hugging her and rubbing her head. “You’re special!”

“Special, right…”

“And! You know how to sew!”

. . .

Naruto was panting, gasping for breath. He couldn’t help it. He really really couldn’t. He kept trying to muffle the sounds with the bed sheets, but every time he did, Sasuke would just squeeze harder or turn his head to bite and it was all over. Seriously, he was done for, coming apart at the seams.

The raven had coaxed him into kneeling on the bed, ass high in the air, face and hands planted in the sheets. The blond felt incredibly exposed, even more so when Sasuke had pushed his legs apart and leaned back to enjoy the view, describing it in detail to his breathless, molestible little lover while opening up that way-too-big bottle of lube. Naruto had wanted to push up, but Sasuke’s hand on the small of his back held him down. Not by force, really – though it was firm – but there was something about the mixture of that hand and the way Sasuke talked to him that made Naruto just want to sink down and give up every bit of control he had.

It was intoxicating. And that was before those lips had stopped talking and started doing other things.

Naruto couldn’t believe that Sasuke already knew that his back was one of his weak spots. And when those lips kissed so gently below the raven’s hand, then started to trail downward to the cheeks of the blond’s ass – how could he help but respond?

And Sasuke seemed to love it, murmuring to not hold back, just feel. Naruto couldn’t help but feel, especially when those hands spread him apart, exposing all of him to that mouth – and the mouth dove right in.

It was a secret that Naruto loved – absolutely loved – the feel of a tongue on his asshole. Squirming, licking, pushing – all of it – and then there was the sucking. That should be outlawed. He squirmed, and found his hips held in place by one of those strong hands. It was shocking when the blond felt the coolness of lube touch his cock in one teasing brush down the length of it, making him jerk back against the raven. He swore he could feel the smirk – but that was driven from his mind when his cock was engulfed in a wet, slippery hand that knew just how to stroke him, just how to twist around, just how to tighten right before he pushed his cock into the fingers. And then there was the thumb of the other hand that came down below Sasuke’s mouth, pushing against the perineum in rhythm with the mouth and the hand, all these sensations driving Naruto absolutely crazy.

And Sasuke wouldn’t let him get off. He kept pulling him to the edge over and over, with that tongue and those hands, making him babble on in need and desire, and then backing off and chuckling at the curses whenever Naruto got too close to the edge - rudely ignoring Naruto’s demands that the bastard just get it over with and fuck him already. Naruto was seriously losing it, losing all sense, held at this pinnacle of sensation and pleasure where the only thing in the world was the raven bastard behind him who was making him feel more incredibly amazing than he’d ever felt in his whole life, until he was just reduced to simple half-wordless begging to be filled with Sasuke’s cock.

After a while the raven slowed down, making Naruto cry out in need as the mouth moved to feather kisses over his asscheek. The hand left his ass, though the one on his cock kept going. The blond vaguely registered the click of a cap before he felt the wet finger circling his hole. Naruto pressed back, trying to coax that finger inside, but it kept teasing him, retreating then pressing in, making the blond voice his complaints vocally before the raven relented and plunged inside. There was relief at finally having something within him – but really it only made the blond want more. As second followed soon after that, plunging in and out almost cruelly, making Naruto more and more wanton before the third pressed inside. Then Sasuke’s lips started talking again.

“You wouldn’t believe how amazing you look back here, Naruto. I should show it to you sometime. Sucking me in, taking me so easy. Just think how you’re going to look when my cock is here doing this to you over and over even deeper than what you’re feeling now.”

The voice matched each thrust, teasing him, driving him deeper, higher, everywhere until all Naruto could do was say Sasuke’s name over and over and over. Then the hands were gone and Sasuke was leaning over, pressing his chest against Naruto’s back, reaching towards the bedside table while his cock slid back and forth over Naruto’s crack. The blond kept trying to angle things to get that cock inside him but it was no use. Sasuke nipped at his neck then pulled back, ripping something open before pushing forwards again, thumb teasing against Naruto’s hole before something far larger pressed against it.

Naruto groaned in relief, irritated at the hands on his hips that held him in place when he wanted nothing more than to take the entire thing and be fucked as fast as possible. But Sasuke was a total bastard, pressing in way too slowly, making Naruto feel every single second of being filled, of taking the raven’s cock inside him, of being taken by Sasuke. In that instant, Naruto wanted to give everything to the raven. He couldn’t help it. To be so helpless, so needy, so possessed – it was absolutely incredible.

Sasuke continued to move in and out slowly, even after he bottomed out on that first stroke. Naruto could feel the smirk against his neck when he begged the raven to move faster – and tightened up in response, pleased at the strangled noise Sasuke made. Turns out the bastard’s self-control has its limits, after all. After a while, Sasuke gave in, letting one arm snake across the blond’s chest to grip tight to Naruto’s shoulder, pulling him back to set the rhythm as the other hand went back to the blond’s neglected cock. The pace set was excruciating – faster than before, and the raven was harsh thrusting in – but so slow pulling out. Over and over and over, relentlessly rubbing against that one spot inside him that made him see stars, sending almost electric sensations throughout every inch of his body. Naruto couldn’t think. He was a total mix of pleasure and sensation. When Sasuke began to move faster, biting down on Naruto’s shoulder, it only drove the sensation higher. They were both panting as they drove each other higher and higher, until Naruto couldn’t help but fall headfirst into that mass of sensation in a blinding explosion of pure feeling.

Naruto collapsed onto the bed, feeling Sasuke gently lick the bite-mark he’d made before slowly withdrawing. Sasuke rolled off of him, throwing the condom away. Naruto rolled onto his side to look at his lover. Sasuke lay back down on his back, pulling Naruto to him and cradling him against his chest. The hands that had been so firm just a few moments before were now gentle, stroking against his skin, soothing the blond as he came down from their lovemaking.

Naruto felt totally relaxed. So safe, here in these arms. He snuggled closer to the raven, making small happy sounds, feeling the raven’s chest rumble in quiet laughter. He pressed his ear against Sasuke, listening to his heartbeat. There were no thoughts, no words, just pure and simple happiness.

Sasuke’s fingers came up to trace over Naruto’s face, brushing his hair back. Naruto felt the fingers trace the marks on his cheek and stiffened slightly.

“What’s wrong?” Sasuke asked.

Naruto just shook his head and closed his eyes, snuggling closer to the warmth. He let his leg drape over Sasuke’s legs, wrapping himself around his lover.

“Hn.” Sasuke let his fingers continue to trace over Naruto’s face. The blond kissed his fingertips and smiled as they traced upwards to brush against his closed eyes. Naruto let his hand trail over the raven’s chest, tracing the muscles under the skin. Sasuke chuckled as the blond’s fingers traced against his side.

“You’re ticklish?”

“Maybe.”

Naruto stored that information away for future use.

“Hey, Naruto.”

“Hm?”

“I’ve been meaning to ask you – what’s the story behind the scars on your cheeks? You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to, I’m just curious.”

“Oh,” Naruto said, “That.” He continued to trace over Sasuke’s skin, losing his train of thought for a moment out of the sheer curiosity of exploring his lover. “Well, it’s kind of a long story.”

“We have time.”

“Don’t you have to go to work in the morning?”

The blond felt Sasuke shrug, then say, “It’ll be fine. Might just decide to keep you up for a while, anyhow – unless you’re already worn out.”

Naruto chuckled. “Not quite.” But right now, he was just enjoying this languid feeling, being able to press this close to Sasuke. Might as well tell the story, it was old news anyhow.

“Well, you see,” he said, “When Sakura and I were younger, we weren’t always the amazing fashion-designing duo you’ve seen before yourself today.”

Sasuke snorted.

“Ah, to be honest, we had a hard time making other friends. The kids at our school were pretty cruel to Sakura, made up all kinds of nicknames and did stupid things to bully her. I didn’t really get off lightly either. Everyone thought it was weird that my best friend was a girl. The teachers weren’t much better – they always thought that since we were Asian, we should both be super amazing students and everything, but we weren’t.”

“Dead last, eh?”

“Hey!” Naruto said, pinching Sasuke lightly. “Well, maybe. I was pretty good in PE though. Anyways, we started getting into trouble, staying out late, getting involved in fights and stuff.”

“Ah, you became Yankees?”

“Yankees? Um, no, we’re from the south.”

“Delinquents, I mean. That’s what we call them.”

“Ah, I see. Hey! Is that some sort of slur towards Americans?”

Sasuke chuckled. “Probably.”

“Hmph. Anyways. Yeah, Sakura was pretty cool too. For a while she had her hair long and this one time, a guy came at her with a knife and tried using her long hair to pull her back, but Sakura just let him cut it off. She got it fixed later though. But anyways, yeah. Sakura was all into her cherry blossom stuff even then, and for some reason I’ve always had this liking for foxes, so people just started using those as nicknames.”

“Foxy?”

“Yeah, something like that.”

“Hn.” Sasuke thought about it for a moment. “Suits you, I guess. Though you’re way too honest to be a real fox.”

“Hey! Maybe you just don’t know my super secret hidden side yet!”

The raven snorted. “Doubtful,” he said, squeezing Naruto close. “I’ve seen just about every side of you by now, you know.” He kissed the top of the blonds head.

“Yeah, yeah, bastard.” Naruto smiled against the raven’s chest. “Well one day, we got in this fight, and the idiots we beat down got pissed. One of em jumped me later as I was going home, and well – um – decided to make me look more like a fox since everyone was always calling me that.” He didn’t add the other things that had happened, or how long he’d spent in the hospital after that. “A guy was passing by and saw, and was able to take care of the asshole, so luckily things didn’t get too out of hand. After everything was all over, I got to be good friends with the guy who saved me. He and his family are still some of our best friends.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah. I’ll have to let you meet him sometime. We didn’t really have any trouble after that, the guy had somewhat of a reputation, and no one wanted to mess with his friends. Sakura started getting more interested in fashion, and it made us both realize we needed to turn our lives around, so in the end I guess you could say it’s all good.”

Sasuke tightened his arms around the blond. “It’s not good.”

Naruto shrugged.

“What happened to the guy who attacked you?”

“Eh, last I heard he was in some psych ward somewhere. Rumor is he has liver cancer or lung cancer or some shit, who knows.”

“Hmph.” Sasuke hugged him tighter. “I’d kill someone if they ever tried doing something like that to you again.”

“Sasuke?” Naruto pushed up and looked down at the raven, shocked at the completely serious look on his face. After a moment, he smiled, and leaned over to give him a kiss. He slid over on to straddle the raven so he could look down into that face, brushing the hair back and kissing him again. “Heh. You’d think you like me or something.”

“Idiot,” Sasuke said, returning the kiss as he lightly embraced his lover. “No one should ever treat you like that.”

Naruto smiled, pulling back, becoming more and more aware of the body beneath him. Especially the light blush that graced the raven’s cheeks, and how those dark eyes were suddenly looking to the side instead of meeting his gaze.

“Besides,” Sasuke said finally, in a quiet voice. “So what if I do like you?”

Naruto grinned, enjoying how the blush deepened further when Sasuke chanced a quick look at his reaction. “Well good! I’ll have you know I happen to like you too!”

Sasuke snorted, and then gasped as Naruto rocked forward against him, turning their conversation in another direction.

Naruto lifted his eyebrow in challenge to the raven. “You aren’t sleepy yet are you, bastard?”

The raven’s hands slid down to Naruto’s hips in answer, coaxing him to move again. Naruto obliged and leaned down to delve into the raven’s mouth. The kiss wasn’t a struggle for dominance; it was just two lovers opening to each other as their bodies moved in concert.

Naruto reached over to the bedside table to pick up a condom and the bottle of lube, smiling down at Sasuke as he sat back on the raven’s legs. Sasuke hissed as Naruto palmed his cock, watching with darkened eyes as the blond pinched the tip of the condom before rolling it over the raven’s length. His eyes closed in pleasure as Naruto pumped up and down with a lube-coated hand, pressing his ass back against the raven’s groping hands. Naruto grinned and slid forward, lifting up and reaching around to position the raven at his entrance. He paused. Sasuke opened his eyes and took in the view. The expression on his face was priceless.

“You look amazing,” Sasuke finally said, taking in a deep breath as Naruto lowered himself, taking in every inch of the raven’s hard cock. It was a little tight, but he was still relaxed. He sat for a moment when the raven was balls deep inside him, then grinned and gave Sasuke a big thumbs-up.

Sasuke laughed, sending all sorts of interesting feeling through the blond’s groin. “You’re such an idiot,” he said.

Naruto giggled, and then moved, enjoying the noise Sasuke made in response. “Maybe,” he said, “but you’re the one fucking an idiot.”

Sasuke shook his head. “That doesn’t make any … uuuungh.”

Naruto just kept moving, his hands splayed out on the raven’s chest, arching his back at the sensations running through him. Sasuke’s hands were wandering his body, caressing, urging, letting Naruto set the pace for this. Naruto opened his eyes to watch Sasuke’s face, all the different expressions no one else got to see. He moved his hips, testing out the angles, watching for Sasuke’s responses, groaning when he found an angle that was just perfect.

It was softer and sweeter than the time before. He still ached a bit inside, was still a little sore from all their earlier activities, but somehow that ache only added to the intimacy. Sasuke’s face was so serious. He knew his was probably the same. He felt the raven was open to him, like the connection between them was even stronger than just their physical bond.

He leaned back, held up by Sasuke’s hands, moving faster. The sensations were overwhelming. He saw Sasuke’s eyes watch hungrily as he let his hands trace down to his erection, amazed by the look of desire in those black eyes. Sasuke started moving more on his own, thrusting upwards in a way that made Naruto give short little cries of pleasure. Even though he was the one who had initiated things this time, he felt that control slipping away. It didn’t matter though. Sasuke was there, Sasuke was holding him, Sasuke would catch him. Even if the pleasure made him melt, they were together. Intertwined and connected, pushing each other higher and higher until they both reached their peak and exploded, breathless, into light and darkness.

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Prism0467 - seriously - and it gets its first workout here!

xkuramaxhieix - there will be angst!

Kurai Kisu - thank you, I am happy to be thought of so highly :) Hope you enjoy the activities of said mouth here in this chappie.... I know I did!

airhead622 - I like the plot! it makes the story more interesting. though having sex after sex after sex is not bad too. It may be abuse, but Naru is totally, 100% willing to be abused... as much as he may complain about Sasuke's methods durring the act!

loveusender - awww, thanks! Still have a ways to go on this one before its done... but there will be followup. This is definately turning out to be longer than I expected - but I'm happy!