73Drowning in Denial
Disclaimer: Naruto belongs to the brilliant Masashi Kishimoto-sama. Unfortunately, I'm only borrowing his characters for my perverted uses.
Warnings: Contains Yaoi and swearing. Spoilers for anime viewers. Heavy smut in later chapters. For now, lemon-filled.
Pairing: NaruSasu
A/N: I wrote this somewhere in between the manga, so there will be some spoilers, but as I didn't follow the manga too closely, there might be certain loopholes. So don't berate me for any wrong situations! Thoughts are in italics. Oh and I do want to thank my precious reviewers for my previous oneshot, which was my very frst fanfic,. if you all are reading this new story. There will be no continuation, for that, it was purely a PWP oneshot, so sorry to UchihaUzumaki baby. Cheeter, I'm so happy you loved it though it was NaruSasu. I might try my hand at SasuNaru one day, but I am not fond of the pairing so the story might turn out gross. Oops. And, DarkMiko13, I loved the butt part too! XD
Naruto pushed Sasuke deeper into the ground, his breath in short, rapid puffs that blew hot and moist on Sasuke's face. "You bastard! When will you ever come to your bloody senses! Itachi is dead! Come back to us!" Naruto managed to yell despite his ragged breathing, his voice hoarse and cracking.
Sasuke stared up at his crimson red glare, knowing full well his own eyes were a deep shade of blood as well. This situation was uncomfortably familiar, reminiscent of their previous battle in the Valley of The End. Naruto's palm dug deeper into his chest, and he quickly shot out to grab at the sharp claws that pierced at his bare skin.
"Usuratonkachi." He blurted out, annoyed at his old nickname for Naruto that rolled from his tongue so swiftly, smoothly, as if he had been saying it all the while. He tried to remove the hand that was obstructing his breathing passage, to no avail. Naruto had grown stonger, and more determined. He hadn't thought that it would be possible for Naruto to grow even more determined, but apparently he had thought wrong.
"Answer me. Why do you refuse to return?" Naruto growled, seemingly uncaring that Sasuke's chest was bleeding rapidly from his claws. Sasuke turned his head away. His vison was blurring, and he knew it was from the lack of oxygen and loss of too much blood, but he would rather die than admit it to Naruto.
"Look at me and answer!" Naruto almost shrieked as he finally removed his death hold on Sasuke and pulled him up, twisting his yukata in a bunch. Sasuke still kept his head turned. He didn't like to look at Naruto's eyes, not when they had slit pupils. It was as if the monster had taken hold of Naruto. Yet he knew Naruto was still in control of himself. For only Naruto would care so much that he return to Konoha, he thought wryly.
"Don't just keep quiet! Sasuke! Sakura misses you so much! Kakashi-sensei too! And I—! We miss you! Come back!" "What had Naruto wanted to say before he cut himself short? That he misses me too? How typical." Sasuke thought, bemused.
"You know it's impossible. The whole village regards me as a traitor now. I can't go back. Besides, I still have my own team mates. I need to find them now." Sasuke snapped, having regained some strength without Naruto's death grip suffocating him.
"Your team mates!? Aren't we your team mates!?" Naruto growled, totally missing his main argument. Sasuke almost sighed. He shouldn't have added that point.
"You were my team mate. But you are no longer. Naruto, go back home."
Naruto instantly tackled him, flinging the both of them back to the dusty ground, making Sasuke choke at the heavy weight on top of him and his eyes mist over with the dust and sand that clouded around them.
"Then, am I still your best friend, as you had once told me, three years back, or— or am I just nothing, as you had so recently said to me when you're with Orochimaru?" Naruto ended the question in a strangled whisper.
Sasuke gazed up at him, stunned. He didn't know what to say. There was no motive in saying anything like that to Naruto. In the past, he had the motive of saying that Naruto was his best friend as he had needed to— needed him for Mangekyou Sharingan. Then he had said that Naruto meant nothing to him, mainly because Orochimaru was present. Now that they were alone, his mind was in a whirl. Naruto had been the one who always wanted to be close to him, even if he didn't want to, Naruto was the one who had the most interactions with him, they fought together, ate together, saved each others' lives. Naruto meant a great deal to him, but he couldn't just admit it without any reason that Naruto was most likely, still his closest friend. It was something only girls would do. Why was Naruto always so insistent in areas where emotions are concerned? Finally he answered, smirking at Naruto's anxious face, in a weird contrast with his blood red eyes that spoke of evil.
"You're such a girl."
Naruto growled in frustration, and punched his face hard. Sasuke stared at the dry ground, knowing the tear that slid from his eye was not because of sadness, devastation. He had long lost feelings like that ever since Itachi killed his family. He tasted metal in his mouth. Blood.
"Why can't you just tell me straight?" Naruto demanded. Sasuke licked his dry lips, wincing at the bitter blood that pooled at the corner of his lip where Naruto had punched, noting absently that Naruto's slit pupils followed his actions.
"Is it painful?" Naruto asked, his tanned face scrunched in concern. Sasuke could have laughed if he could, but his ribcage was plausibly too damaged for him to take the risk. Why does Naruto care so much for others?
"Get off me." Sasuke said quietly.
"No. I won't let you go again." Naruto persisted. And asked that stupid question again.
"So am I still your best friend?"
"Does it matter?" Sasuke replied shortly.
"Yes it does dammit! Sasuke you can't leave me— us again! I won't let you!" Naruto yelled, his tears dropping onto Sasuke's face. The slit pupils looked almost humane at that point, softened by the tears that sparkled in the rays of the setting sun. Sasuke reached out to brush away the tears instinctively, the droplets cool and moist against his skin. Naruto stared at him in amazement, his mouth slack in shock. He would have stared at himself in amazement if he could. What had driven him to do that?
He retrieved his hand in a flash, mumbling, "Well you were dripping onto my face."
Naruto caught his wrist, muttering in frustration, "Teme, why do you still bother to hide your feelings with me?"
Sasuke glared at him, "I don't!" he snarled.
Naruto ignored his words, and asked, "Sasuke… do you… miss m— us?" Sasuke spun his head away again. Silence hung in the air, heavy and oppressive. Why was Naruto asking him pointless questions?
"Ok! Ok! Do you miss me?" Naruto finally bellowed into the pale ear that faced him.
"You?" Sasuke whispered, his voice faltering as he gazed up at the older face of Naruto, solemn and anxious, fearing this question. He finally noticed that Naruto had lost much of his baby fat from when they were twelve. His heart seemed to pulse much faster at this question he never anticipated Naruto would ask. And he seemed to be burning up, especially at his face. Didn't Naruto realise he was getting sick? Wait… Naruto's face was a flaming red, a stark contrast to his tanned neck.
"I… I…" Sasuke said dumbly. This question had thrown him off track. All the calmness in him seemed to have deserted his body. Naruto appeared to give up waiting, for suddenly he closed in on Sasuke, and Sasuke quickly shut his eyelids in preparation for another blow that he had no strength to block.
"Don't kill me when this is over." Naruto breathed close to his mouth, and there was a slight pause for a moment before he felt a foreign pressure on his lips, soft but slightly chapped. He opened his eyes, feeling disoriented. What did Naruto… He stopped short at his thoughts when he realised he was staring at Naruto's tightly shut lids, the long dark blond lashes that he had never once noticed brushing his cheeks. Subsequently he halted his breathing as well. It seemed like an eternity before Naruto shifted a little, and he begun to relax, thinking Naruto was going to end this weird incident.
"Sasuke…" Naruto moaned into his closed lips and his eyes widened. Wasn't Naruto going to get up? A sudden wetness flicked across his lips, and for a brief second he thought it was his imagination. But the wet intruder flicked once again, this time probing past his immobile lips to his teeth.
"Na—" Sasuke opened his mouth to question Naruto, only to have this wet slimy thing violate his personal space. He gasped when he realised it was Naruto's tongue, allowing more access for it to ravage his mouth. It slid across, slick and wet, caressing his tongue, attempting to entwine it, before it pressed against the roof of his mouth, sending an automatic shiver down his body. Naruto pressed down on him heavier, still kissing. It was then he felt a hardness on his stomach, and he swiftly put up his hands to push Naruto off.
"You… You…" Sasuke panted, as he jabbed a trembling finger towards Naruto's direction. He could still taste Naruto now. It was different from the past. No longer the taste of miso ramen, but there was something underlying that was so familiar… that belonged solely to Naruto and no one else.
Why did he still remember Naruto's taste? 'I must be going crazy.' Sasuke thought frantically, his mind on the teetering edge of insanity.
"Sasuke… I'm sorry… but… I think I love you more than as a friend." Naruto announced mournfully, his eyes back to the brilliant blue Sasuke remembered, this time downcast. Sasuke touched his lips gingerly, jumping slightly at the wetness that didn't belong to him. This final statement fell like thunder all around him, resonating in his mind over and over again.
"You… love— me?" He asked dumbly, almost choking at the word love that sounded alien to his ears.
"Yes. Don't kill me!" Naruto swallowed almost visibly as he attempted to scramble away from him, reminding him for a split second, of the idiocy of the past Naruto. A sudden thumping noise interrupted them and they both whipped their heads to look at the source, each secretly relieved with the distraction. Sasuke, however, was decidedly not as happy when he found out the source of the distraction.
"Karin—! Suigetsu! Juugo!" Karin had fallen into a faint at the thorny bush side, with Suigetsu was standing sheepishly with the huge sword on his shoulders. Juugo towered behind Suigetsu, his mouth gaping in shock.
"Er well. I see we're interrupting. Didn't know you're erm, into guys, Sasuke. Though I should have known, looking at how you blatantly refused this bitch's advances." Suigetsu smirked, displaying his tiny sharp fangs.
Juugo quickly dragged him and Karin away, "Sorry, we'll get back to you later, Sasuke."
Sasuke glared at Naruto, relieved that he had another emotion to call upon. "Look at what you did! How am I supposed to face them now?" He hissed angrily, certain that his face was scarlet in embarrassment.
Naruto scratched his head stupidly, and proffered, "Sorry?"
Sasuke rolled his eyes, muttering darkly, "Usuratonkachi." Then he hastily stood up, glaring down at Naruto.
"I'm leaving."
Naruto panicked, and was in front of him once again a flash. "Sasuke! Don't you even feel the slightest bit for me? As a friend?" He burst, grabbing Sasuke's arms in an iron-grip.
"Naruto… Just let me go." Sasuke said calmly, though his inner self was a shattered mess of swirling turbulence of emotions.
Naruto pulled him into a tight hug, whispering to his hair repeatedly, "Don't leave me again…" Sasuke could have broken down then. He had no more strength to fight against Naruto's endless stamina and determination. It would be so nice to just collapse in his arms for once and just allow him to bring him back to Konoha. Fighting Itachi was enough. Yet Naruto had to continue pushing him to the teetering edge of insanity. He was about to fall into the abyss of Itachi's Mangekyou swirls that pooled like crimson lava in his mind.
"I need to return to them." He finally said flatly.
"No I won't allow you to!" Naruto shouted as he claimed Sasuke's lips once again, this time wasting no time in pushing his tongue down Sasuke's throat. Sasuke tried to pry him away, resulting in their descent on the hard ground beneath them as they continued their conjoined struggles of opposing purposes, one to push the other away and the other, to cling on. Naruto finally left his lips but began kissing his jaw, down to his exposed neck and finally licked his curse seal. Sasuke squeezed his eyes shut at that very moment, hearing a weird noise emitting from him that sounded mysteriously like a deep-throated moan as he clutched hard at Naruto's jumpsuit. It felt totally… different from Orochimaru's bite. Naruto nibbled and suckled, for so long and hard Sasuke was sure it would leave a mark.
"Ugh… Naruto… ahh!" These incoherent words jumbled out in a heap from his mouth when he tried to stop Naruto. Naruto's hands drifted down to tweak at his nipples, fondling them into hardness as he continued ravaging Sasuke's pale neck.
"Sasuke, you're beautiful." Naruto whispered huskily whilst nibbling his collarbone. Sasuke's eyes snapped open at that comment, and a fist shot out to punch Naruto's cheek.
"Oww! What was that for?" Naruto shouted as he shrank back and dropped Sasuke in shock.
"I am not a fucking woman." Sasuke snarled, his dark obsidian eyes flashing.
"I didn't say you were idiot!" Naruto growled, clutching his swollen cheek.
"You said that I'm— I'm beau—!" Sasuke stopped himself, feeling a heat rushing up his neck.
"Oh. Right. But it applies to both genders!" Naruto argued.
"Forget it. And don't ever touch me again. I'm leaving." Sasuke turned on his heels and took flight.
"Sasuke!"