Passing Shadows

Title: Passing Shadows

Author: ursweetheartles (me -_-)

Rating: R?

Warnings: AU, anal, voy, tension

Status: Oneshot (complete)

"To them, I say, the truth would be literally nothing
but shadows of these images, cast upon the wall"

Sasuke lay on the floor of the bedroom, not really wanting to move at all. He could feel the pumping bassline of the music outside through the door more than he could hear it, but he still felt comfortably cut off from the rest of the world, lying next to the wall in the dark, empty room. He hadn't really wanted to go to the party in the first place, but his brother had struck a hard bargain, dangling the little plastic bag of sweet white peace in front of him, and he could never say no to that.

So he was here, staring up at the muted gray tone of the shadows on the ceiling. He could feel the little bead of blood building up in the crook of his arm, he could feel the hard, cool surface of the wood floor underneath him, he could feel the slight pulse in his lower stomach, but he didn't really care. There was a numbness on the surface of all of it, like a thin, oily film, that made it all okay. This was the only time anything was okay, and he treasured these moments because of that.

The creak of the door made him start a little, and he readied himself to yell at whoever it was to just go away and leave him in peace, but then he froze. There was an unsteady tanned figure in the doorway, his blond hair haloed in the light from the hall, shining out of slightly clouded blue eyes that were deep enough to get lost in. His heart pulsed for a second in recognition. Naruto. The boy was in some of his classes at school, such a fucking dork most of the time, but now he just seemed different. Maybe it was the drug pumping through him right now, but the boy just seemed different.

It took Sasuke a moment to clear his train of thought, to think of something to say. He struggled to sit up, but his body was working against him now. It was just the moment he opened his mouth, which had seemed to take ages but hadn't really been more than a few seconds, when the boy was joined by someone else, looking a bit less unsteady.

Sasuke hated this new boy immediately upon laying eyes on him. His hair was dark, and his pale skin shone brightly where his shirt rode up well over his belly button, revealing the taught planes of his stomach. Whore, was the only thing Sasuke could think, watching this other boy push another sloshing glass of something into Naruto's hand. He could see the condensation on the outside of the clear plastic cup, and he could clearly smell the cheap liquor inside. Naruto stumbled slightly then, and Sasuke nearly smiled, a vision of the blond throwing the glass into this other boy's face creeping across his brain.

It didn't happen though, and instead the boy caught Naruto firmly, making sure he didn't spill, smiling when the blond dissolved into a fit of giggles in his arms. He whispered something, as Naruto raised the glass to his lips, and Naruto shook his head, stumbling slightly again, falling back into this other boy's arms.

Sasuke faintly recognized the boy, a name floating right below the grasp of his mind, but he couldn't get it, just brush the tips of his proverbial fingers along it, get a feeling for it's shape and size. He stopped trying though, watching the blond stumble away again, falling across the bed, sprawling sideways with a giggle. The other boy mumbled something, close enough now that Sasuke could make some of it out, but still not all of it.

"...waited a long time... come on..." He could see the boy bending down over Naruto, the bed was low and modern, all smooth lines, and he could see the boy's rather clearly, even if his angle was a bit awkward. He craned his neck a little, wiggled around, amazed neither of the boys had seen him yet. Still, the little movement was difficult and tiring. He settled for halfway up, propping himself against the wall, off in the shadows. He could see the bed clearly though, with the lights from outside streaming in the window. He could see the pale boy, Satsu was it? Or maybe Kai...?, crawling upwards, towards Naruto. The blond shook his head again, squirming slightly, but it was clear he was pretty damn drunk. The other boy smiled, lowering his face close to Naruto's, and Sasuke couldn't help the little growl that rose in his throat. He disliked this guy even more now, and he struggled to say something that might put a stop to this, but his voice box wouldn't cooperate, his throat suddenly too dry as he watched one pale hand trace up the boy's outer thigh to rest on his hip, clothed in dark cotton.

Sasuke's eyes widened as he saw Naruto's hands pushing weakly on the shoulders of the pale boy, but when he leaned in, and grinned, inches away from Naruto's face, the hands relaxed a little. He muttered something Sasuke couldn't hear, and the other boy smiled wider. Sasuke was mesmerized now, watching Naruto's brilliant blue eyes drift half closed, as if mesmerized. The other boy shifted then, whispering something against Naruto's lips, until suddenly they were connected, wet and fast and sloppy. Sasuke felt the pang in his stomach move lower, thinking about how the obnoxious blond would taste on his own lips.

With the dark hair and pale skin, it wasn't hard to imagine that it was him up there, instead of this other boy, the boy he now hated. The feeling his stomach only grew stronger, hotter, when he saw the pale hand moving, rubbing slow circles on the boy's hip, pushing the bright orange shirt he wore up, exposing the expanse of smooth skin along Naruto's side. The boy opened his mouth again, and this time his breath only came out in a moan, low and breathy, that sent tingles down Sasuke's spine. He shivered, feeling the warmth pooling below his belt. He imagined how that skin might feel under his fingers, how warm it would be, soft and pliant. How those moans would feel, when he pressed his lips to Naruto's neck.

He let his eyes slip closed, trying to will away the desire building in his groin, but he couldn't do it. When he opened his eyes, things only worsened. Naruto's shirt was bunched up under his arms now, and one of the pale boy's hands was toying gently with one nipple, the color of dark blush, his other hand sliding along the line above Naruto's waistband, the thumb drawing small circles on the flesh. He barely held back his own groan at the sight, and his eyes snapped still wider when the pale boy moved his hands downwards, undoing the catch on Naruto's pants and pulling them open in the front.

His breathing sped up, becoming hot in his lungs when he saw the bulge outlined against the tight white underwear Naruto wore, the color standing out against his skin, a dark spot forming from the dampness collecting on the head of the boy's shaft. He imagined that the other boy's hand was his own, and he could almost feel the softness of the fabric on his fingers, the texture of the organ underneath. He bit his lips harder then, as he watched Naruto squirm slightly at the pleasure he felt, being fondled through the thin material.

The other boy leaned in, covering Naruto's mouth with his own again, and gently squeezing the boy's member before inching the garment down. Sasuke was mesmerized by this, watching the shaft bob slightly with the movement of both boys, the wetness gathering at the tip glistening in the low light. He would have given anything right then to be the one wrapping a hand around the angry looking shaft, tinted a slight red from the blond's desire.

He wasn't sure how long it lasted, but it seemed like forever for him, and he wanted it to never end, but eventually the pale boy pulled back, sliding Naruto's pants and underwear down his legs and off, throwing them towards the corner without a second glance. He ignored the small noises of disappointment and desire from the blond as he freed his own hardness. He leaned in again then, rubbing it lightly against Naruto's thighs as he leaned in, kissing the boy again, only rougher this time, with more feeling.

Sasuke could feel the drug in his system waning, and for once he was almost glad. He moved his hand to rub the bulge growing in his own groin now, squeezing himself lightly through the heavy jeans he was wearing. He could practically feel his hardness pulsing and twitching in arousal, as he watched pale fingers disappear into Naruto's warm wet mouth, imagining they were his own as they were drawn out, glistening in the low light, and brought to the blond's entrance.

He bit back another moan watching the first digit slide into Naruto, not able to stop his eyes from flicking back and forth between the two sites, not knowing which was more erotic, Naruto's hole stretching and flexing around the fingers invading him one by one or the boy's face, clouded and with pleasure, clear blue eyes half lidded against the flood of sensation. He relished the small sounds the blond made as well, watching the other boy's hands move across his skin, watching him slip a third finger into Naruto, scissoring them to test the resistance. It didn't take long for Naruto to be deemed ready though, as soon the other boy had the blond on his stomach, his ass high in the air, bracing himself against a pillow.

Sasuke shifted in his seat, eyes glued to the two boys on the bed, not caring that they might see him now. He shifted, watching the other boy position himself at Naruto's entrance, watching Naruto's face contort slightly as he slid inside. He rubbed his hand across his own hardness, imagining that was him up there, ready to push inside of the blond. He bit harder on his lip to stifle the moan that rose in his throat as the other boy's hips moved forwards, sliding his pale member into Naruto in one steady push. The blond's face relaxed a little when he stopped, his tanned chest heaving with his deep, panting breaths, shirt still bunched up under his arms.

"AAAhhh..." Naruto's mouth was open then, and the noises that dropped from his lips as the other boy slid into him were like pure sweet sex in Sasuke's ears, and he moved his hand faster over his own flesh, still restrained within his pants. "Mmmmm..." Sasuke tensed a little, feeling the little bursts of arousal that came with these soft noises. His world was reduced to only the scene before him, and the movement of his own hands in that moment, nothing outside of this mattered at all. Only Naruto, bucking back against the other boy's sharp thrusts, and the sensation pooling warm in his stomach, the pleasure spiking in his blood with every stroke of his hand.

"Mmmm, aaahhh..." Naruto's voice was thin and shaking, still thick with whatever he'd been drinking. Sasuke wanted to run over and push that boy off of the tanned form sprawled on the bed, fingers scrabbling in the sheets, groaning deep and smooth. The other boy leaned in, hissing something quiet into Naruto's ear. The boy nodded slightly, bucking his hips back to meet the other boy's thrusts. The other boy wound one pale hand into Naruto's hair, which seemed brighter against his pale skin, and pulled, yanking Naruto's head backwards, bearing his tanned neck. The pale boy leaned in, latching on with teeth and lips, drawing a helpless mewl from the boy's mouth.

"Aaaah... Sa-AAAHHH! Gods. Gods-aaahhh..." Naruto's lips couldn't quite form words, but a quiet little mewl was forced from his lips on every forwards stroke, allowing his body to rock with the force of those thrusts now. Sasuke shifted, he could tell Naruto at least was close, and so was he.

"Aaaa-aaaa Sasuke!" Sasuke froze at the sound of his own name, thinking he'd been caught. His eyes went wide, but it couldn't stop the shiver that ran up his spine as he came. But Naruto's eyes were screwed shut, his mouth hanging open slightly. The other boy grunted his own climax, and quickly pulled away. Sasuke watched as Naruto collapsed with a tired sigh, and saw the other boy move forwards, grabbing a handful of the boy's shirt and wiping off his member, now soft and drooping. He turned to Naruto, tucking himself back into his pants and straightening his clothing. This time Sasuke could hear his voice clearly, the irritation readily apparent in the tone.

"Fuck, Naruto. You sure know how to ruin the mood. You promised you wouldn't do that again, you fucking little whore. I'm not some bitch replacement, okay?" Sasuke's eyes went wider then, if that was even possible, and he felt his heart skip a little in his chest. Again? The other boy turned to leave with a disgusted grunt. Naruto shifted, turning, his movements still clumsy with the alcohol.

"No, Sai wait! Don't leave me here alone, I don't want to be alone..." The other boy opened the door, the hesitated. He turned back, silhouetted against the light from the hallway, blindingly bright in the dark of the little back bedroom.

"Well you obviously don't want to be with me either..." He turned and walked away, Naruto staggering to his feet to follow him, gripping the door frame as he passed, stumbling into the hallway after his friend. Sasuke just sat there. In the dark. Alone.

Everything seemed colder now, and his mind was confused. He couldn't feel the drug anymore, and now he couldn't feel Naruto either.