Complications

This is going to have at leave five or more chapters on it for the most. I'll try not to prolong it.


The blinding rays of a morning sunrise were piercing right into Sasuke’s eyes as he tried to get up when he felt the hand curled around his middle. “Naruto,” Sasuke said as he twisted to look at his sleeping husband, “Let me go.” All he earned in response was a tightened grip and a grumble as Naruto went back to sleep. “Dobe, unless you want to miss out on sex for a week, you’ll at least allow me the privilege of going to pee.” The tanned hand slid from Sasuke torso faster than he could say ‘ramen’.

“Teme, I don’t know why you have to be so bitchy in the morning.” Naruto got up slowly and cracked some joints to ease the stiffness in his body before proceeding to the kitchen. Sasuke cringed as his orange boxers came into sight, but his expression changed. I hated the color, but those boxers do wonders to Naruto’s ass. He smirked.

“Yet threatening me with a sex ban is too much below the belt.”

Sasuke had already made his way to the bathroom to relieve himself. It was only in the kitchen where he’s was making toast and coffees for the both of them did the blond hear Sasuke curse in the bathroom.

“Teme, are you ok?” No response. Naruto figured it was just one of Sasuke’s problems he had with getting rid of his ‘morning wood.’ Naruto had once employed one of his method’s which had both led to them doing another round of sex and reaching late for work. He’d been sworn off ever since.

“Sasuke?” Naruto was starting to get worried. Five minutes had passed and Sasuke still hadn’t emerged from the bathroom. The expression was written on his face and his blue eyes had turned soft in concern.

“Sasuke?” He knocked tensely on the stained glass door and waited for an answer. Nothing.

“Baby, open the door.”

“No.” was the strained answer that came.

“Sasuke, OPEN the door.” Naruto was willing to be patient with his lover, but he couldn’t just stand outside if he was in pain.

“I can’t.” came another weak answer.

Naruto knew that Sasuke could be stubborn at times but this was too much.

“I’m coming in.” Naruto’s hand twisted on the handled and pushing with his weight, forced the door open. “Naru-” He burst in to see his lover, weak against the wall, pain marring his features. He’d broken out into a cold sweat, his boxers around his ankles. Rushing over, he nearly grew sick when he saw the drops of blood in the toilet. Crap. Something was definitely wrong. He scooped Sasuke up into his arms, pressing his frail body against his, and carried him to the bedroom as swiftly as he could.

“Why didn’t you say something?!” anger leaked out from the edges of Naruto’s tone.

A breathy sigh came back as he laid Sasuke on the bed. The raven was paler than he’d even seen, pearly beads of sweat nestled on his forehead. Then it struck him. It’s not that Sasuke wouldn’t say something, but he was too weak to call for help in the first place. Naruto mentally cursed himself.

“What happened?” He also wasn’t expecting a response, but he wanted the raven to stay awake, at least while he examined him. He got his stethoscope and proceeded to check his heartbeat.

He checked various parts of his body, reluctantly forcing the raven to exert what little energy that he had to comply. Everything seemed fine, but refused to explain why he’d been pissing some blood instead of urine. He was stumped for a minute and it unnerved him.

“I’m fine.” Sasuke coughed. He was propping himself up on his elbows and staring into those depthless blue eyes, determination shining in his own. “I have to go to work.”

“You are not going to work! At least not in this condition if I have something to say for it!” Sasuke felt the anger careening off his lover in waves but spurred on, “Dobe, you don’t have to look after me.” Then he got the look that made him fall silent.

“How long has this been occurring?” Naruto dragged Sasuke’s backside to the end of the bed, drew his feet up so that they didn’t fall over the edge and bent to look over his penis. He had taken off Sasuke boxers, since they obstructed his legs from moving properly.

A hint of a blush was on Sasuke’s cheeks as he saw the blond head between his knees, not for the reasons it usually was but arousing all the same. “Dobe, this is embarrassing.”
He turned his head, choosing to stare at the ceiling than to look at Naruto between his legs any longer. It would cause unnecessary blood to pump down there. That wasn’t something that they both needed right now.

Naruto pulled the foreskin back, checking for an incision of any kind in the skin. He didn’t notice anything, except for that he was holding an erect penis instead of a limp one.

“A week.” was the mumbled reply.

“Fuck!” Naruto swore, “I knew it!”

Last week during foreplay, the blond had been trying to convince Sasuke to use a cockring, but it seemed like they went a little overboard. It took Sasuke a while to cum, but they thought nothing about it. Now finding out that his husband had been pissing with traces of blood in his urine had Naruto more vexed at himself, than at Sasuke for keeping it from him, knowing that it would have made him feel guilty. The raven was enduring the pain to protect Naruto.

The blond bent his head and slowly drew himself up from the bed and away from his lover. He couldn’t be near him right now, for fear of hurting even more. Sasuke sensed that something was wrong, as he looked up and saw the retreating blond.

“Naruto, this was not your fault.” Those crystal blue eyes were not looking at him, making him wished that he could have kept his secret a little longer.

The blond had moved to sit in the love seat not too far from the bed, his head in his hands.

“It was my fault. I forced you to put on that ring and made you hurt yourself, and now you’re bleeding because of me!” Sasuke saw that his lover was angrier at himself, the words lashing out to his own mistakes and piling everything on him.

“You,” Sasuke said as he got off the bed. His wave of nausea had passed and he went to his blond, bundling himself on his lap and cupping his face and turned it to himself, saying sternly, “did not force me to do anything.”

“But Sasuke...” cerulean eyes pleaded with him.

“I’m not a woman and you have to stop treating me as if I’m one in nature.” His voice was firm, and he wondered if the dobe comprehended what point he was trying to bring across.

“Even if you made wanton moans like one?” Naruto let a small grin fall into place.

Trust the idiot to make a joke at a time like this. Sasuke smirked.

“Hold it and see.” Naruto shook his head as the grin slid from his features. Sasuke took his hand and the blond flinched to pull it away but Sasuke’s hold was firm as he held the fingers in place and circled them around his member. “I can get damaged, but I’m not a fragile piece,” Sasuke leaned forward and placed a languid kiss on those pouting lips.

“Stroke.” was the command that came from the raven. Naruto paused for a moment before he gave it a steady stroke, his eyes shyly looking into Sasuke’s and was rewarded with a needy groan from a body that was now flushed pink.

Naruto felt his cock twitch when he heard that orgasmic sound being uttered from his lover. Sasuke could always manage to turn him the right way. Yet his mind was set, and he stopped caressing the erection, making Sasuke whine in the process.

“We can’t do this.” He lifted the smaller raven up in his arms and carried him to the bed once again. “You need at least a week good rest and time off from sex in order to heal. It’s most likely that you have a Urinary Tract Infection from holding back way too long.”

“Never would the day come when I thought I’d hear Naruto Uzumaki say he wants time off from sex.” Sasuke muttered dryly.

“It’s for your benefit, so stop grumbling. Plus I think I can survive a week. Trust you to want to fuck while you’re already injured.” Naruto was putting on his work clothes from out of the closet, and spoke while eyeing Sasuke who was still splayed on the bed in all his glory.

“You almost make me sound like an invalid.” Sasuke snorted and went about looking for his boxers.

“I didn’t say that.” Naruto paused, searching Sasuke’s usually stoic face for some emotion. He could tell that he was angry.

“The minute your ‘doctor’ attitude came on, you didn’t have to.” Sasuke was half dressed, but he was already in a pissed mode. He wasn’t going to work today, which he convinced himself was not of Naruto’s persuasion. Best not to pick at a thread that’s likely to fray.

“C’mon, don’t be like this.” Naruto felt a headache was steadily manifesting in his brain. Now was not the time for this, he had to go.

“Don’t be like what? You’re fucking wife? I'm your husband for Christ sake! Yet, I don’t know why you feel the need to order me around to do everything Naruto! Why you feel the want to always shelter me from the world.? I am fucking sick and tired of you letting you career get in the way of our relationship!” Sasuke felt his blood boiling. He knew that if he didn’t calm down he would say something he’d regret.

“Fine!” Naruto roared, “Do whatever the hell you want. Let you dick fall off for all I care!” Grabbing his keys, he swiftly made for the front door, the slam it made echoing throughout the house.

He left behind a visibly fuming Sasuke, whose anger died when he realized what had transpired between them. They hardly ever fought, and now he felt like he’d dug an abyss.

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