After the Bridge

Title: After The Bridge
Author: Hellagoddess

Summary: Naruto shifted closer, a small noise coming from him, drawing Sasuke’s attention. His eyes snapped open, flicked back to the blonde boy as the younger ninja gave a loud sniff and flung himself at the Uchiha…

Pairing: Naru/Sasu

Warnings: Yaoi, Could be considered shota (just adding this after the first review...to be honest it didn't even occur to me...lol)

A/N: Something that I wrote in half an hour...nothing special...but I liked the idea enough to write it down.


Blue eyes blinked at him in the dark, catching the flickers of moonlight as the edge of the tent shifted slightly in the warm night wind. Sasuke took a deep, steadying breath, closing his own eyes and shifting further down in his blankets, ignoring the uncomfortable warmth and trying not to think over the day they’d just had.

Their first real fight.

He had gone down, unconscious, a lot earlier than he would have thought. It stung that he was still so weak as to be taken out by someone who seemed so much younger than he was. At least if he had been defeated by the older ninja, the one with the huge sword, then he could have at least…fallen with some pride, with the comforting thought that there wasn’t any way he could have won the fight.

Not to be taken out by some…some…'girl-boy' before things even got properly started.

He scowled and wrinkled his nose, rolling on his side. Didn’t want to think about his failure, the ever-increasing difference in power between him and Itachi. Didn’t want to think about the fact that the dobe beat the boy, the same one that had injured him with ease. His eyes opened again to catch the ones opposite him. Naruto lay next to him, watching him, unblinking, a strange expression on his face.

Sasuke ignored him and looked away, his mind occupied with other things as he struggled with his own insufficiency.

Naruto shifted closer, a small noise coming from him, drawing Sasuke’s attention. His eyes widened, flicked back to the blonde boy as the younger ninja gave a loud sniff and flung himself at the Uchiha. Sasuke blinked rapidly in shock and brought up his hands to push Naruto away as the blonde’s arms wound around him, his face buried in Sasuke’s neck.

“Dobe…What are you doing? Get off…” Sasuke asked flatly, no longer pushing at the ninja holding onto him but lying passively in his arms as his teammate held onto him with a deathgrip. He knew, after experiencing the same from various girls everyday, that the best course of action was just to go limp and hope they lost interest. Sasuke likened it to the actions one would take when being mauled by a bear. However, Naruto tightened his grip and began to shake slightly and, with a start, Sasuke realized he was crying. A flicker of concern wound through him. The day had been hard on his teammate too and he shouldn’t have forgotten that.

“Naruto…?”

A choked sob was his answer as the shaking stated anew. Puzzled, he unconsciously brought up a hand to stroke the boy’s hair before Naruto raised his head slightly so Sasuke could hear his words.

“…Thought you were…dead…” He mumbled through his sniffles and Sasuke suddenly understood.

Ah.

So, that was it.

“I’m not. I’m here…” But the vaguely comforting reply wasn’t what the boy had wanted to hear.

The blonde lifted his head further, eyes downcast, lashes clumped with his sorrow, tears trailing across the whiskers on his cheeks. Sasuke’s heart thudded at the sight, unaware that his features dropped the cold mask they normally had, concern plain on his face. Naruto gave a heavy sigh, avoiding his gaze, and began to whisper, his voice hoarse with his tears and something Sasuke couldn’t put his finger on.

He talked about how he’d felt, how the grief and fear had ripped through him, overwhelming sorrow, and Sasuke’s blood soaking into his shirt. How he’d reached a pinnacle of rage he’d never felt before, the fury making him dizzy; how he’d wanted to kill the boy, not just win the fight but actually kill him, bathe in his blood, tear his heart out for taking his precious person from him.

Sasuke stiffened at the thought that he was one of Naruto’s precious people. Perhaps his…only…

‘Does he have no one…? Like…like...' He swallowed heavily. '…me…?’

A sudden flare of empathy, understanding, but Naruto was talking again, his words a mumble of warm breath against Sasuke’s collarbone.

The relief and leg-weakening joy he’d felt at seeing Sasuke’s raised hand, the sight of him standing, breathing, alive. How his heart had lifted so high he’d felt it would burst in his chest.

Sasuke had never heard Naruto talk so much about something so serious.

Or realized just how much he meant to the younger boy.

He met the blue eyes across from him, watched as they widened slightly, before narrowing, closing off again. Naruto has just shown Sasuke a very private part of himself, and was now preparing himself for the inevitable rejection.

Sasuke gave a tiny nod in acknowledgment, an understanding look passing across his face. He’d finally seen this secluded part of the other ninja, his own loneliness crying out for some kind of personal feeling, and he wasn’t going to throw it back in the others face. After pushing everyone away for so long, he craved the intimacy that sharing secrets brought.

It was then that he realized just how close Naruto actually was. Their arms wrapped around one another, their legs entwined like lovers. He caught Naruto’s gaze again and wished he hadn’t. The blonde boy inched closer, his eyes desperately trying to impart something to Sasuke, his lips no longer mumbling pronouncements of affection and relief.

A barely audible whisper of his name, sounding like supplication, and the Uchiha closed his eyes, broke the connection but it didn’t change anything. Suddenly, lips on his, feverishly hot and tasting slightly of stale ramen, drinking him in like a strange exotic spice. A tongue lapping at them, as unsure hands hesitantly stroked his side, trembling as he slowly opened his mouth to welcome the others intruding tongue.

Surprise trickled through his mind. Curiosity at his own actions as he responded to the boy on top of him. His body, denied contact for so long, flared into desire, making his head swim, drowning him in heady bliss.

Clothes shed slowly, almost languidly as lips left his to explore his exposed body. Soft murmurs against his skin, little pleas and breathless exclamations as each new part of him was discovered. He shivered, although the night was warm, when a hot mouth claimed a part of him he always tried to ignore. Passion grew quickly, feverishly, and Naruto’s mouth was on his again, the blonde ninja’s hands parting his thighs.

The push came, unexpected and welcomed at the same time. Sasuke cried out into Naruto’s mouth, the blonde swallowing his cries, muffling his own. It was intense, sweat-slicked skin and hungry mouths. Clenching hands and blunt nails that scratched, the two moving to a rhythm only they could hear. Naruto buried his face in Sasuke’s neck, sinking his teeth in as he reached his peak, while the paler boy slid a hand down between them to finish himself.

Groans muffled again, twin cries in the night, a tired kiss, eyes already closing and then silence.


In another tent across the clearing a book opened, reading resumed from a previously marked place as Kakashi glanced over at Sakura to check she was still sleeping, an amused, smug smile on his face.

“Rivals indeed…”

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Although I don't expect many at all...please review if you found this likable...It definitely encourages me to work more on my other stories... *grins* actually...PLEASE review...I'm a horrible liar...and I'm such a review whore that i'll refresh this page something like a good 100 times after i've posted till someone reviews...So...let me go to sleep and review... *tips hat*