Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Homeless Harlot ❯ Beneath My Skin ( Chapter 4 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

A.N: Thank you always for reading and reviewing, I'm sorry for the late update but my week was very hecktic. AQEE you're very welcome I update once every other week because I'm writing two stories so don't you worry. Umm, oh! Spira04 I have to say that I have been called many things by people who claim to be my friends, I've been treated in injust ways that would cause others to commit suicide but in all my life I have never been as insulted by any of that as I have been by your comment to both write a straight story and to star it with that pairing. That being said, no more talk like that, yes? Glad we understand each other. Thank you again for reading and reviewing. Enjoy the chapter. Fantasy.


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Its been a month since he moved in with the pair and so far, for him, things have been going really well. He's really gotten used to all the weird things that homes posses. He made a list. Toaster for- get this, toasting bread. That was the strangest thing he'd ever heard of, at least, until he tasted it. He didn't know how he'd ever eat bread 'as is' again. Waffles and pancakes he didn't understand- same meal, but different just because of some punctures. He made his own waffle for lunch once though when Kakashi was at the school and Gai was at the office fixing someone's back or wherever. It was easy and quite tasty too. Aside from the strange appliances he had to learn how to use, living in a home was a real joy. Its clean- although, he's kind of suspicious that when they had cleaning day the two men had gone in after him to either see that he did a good job or do the job properly themselves. Either way, the only real cleaning that he had a problem with was laundry; never used enough suds, used too much suds or worse dumped bleach into the water without knowing exactly what bleach did. But it was fine because Gai didn't have anything in the wash that would fade or be dyed in the mistake.

The two men themselves were easy to get along with. He and Gai would watch movies and chat about them or he'd help the man make dinner all the while doing it as though it were an instructional video and he were a self operating camera. Not for nothing, though, he can make some really good pasta with a white sauce. Kakashi.... it was hard to think about Kakashi and not instantly blush at all the wrong things that went on at the end of his first week in the home. Take New Years......

The three of them went shopping for a party that they intended to go to being held at home belonging to a man named Sarutobi Asuma. Sasuke was the one who'd answered the door when the man came to the Hatake or Maitou- they never told him whose name was taken- house. He smiled at him saying that he hadn't known the two men adopted a child, at which point Sasuke said that he wasn't adopted he was just living with them out of a rented room.

"Even better- they'd make terrible parents, one's too nice and the other too fresh to raise a child." He whispered to the boy with a hand to the side of his mouth.

Sasuke didn't disagree with that. Kakashi was a major pervert. He had to be! He picked up one of the man's Make-Out Paradise books when he was at school and read chapters twelve and twenty three and he couldn't believe what was going on. A female detective whose name is written as a hidden title, Meka Uto, was on a case. She was dressed as a stripper and hid herself in a large cake; the men got a very descriptive show from her before the birthday boy took her upstairs to spend some time with him, she went and played up to the act all the way to the point of the most cheek-reddening sex you'd ever see in any porno or read in any book and yet it wasn't dirty in a filthy semen everywhere kind of way it was just really REALLY well written. Which is why he went to chapter twenty three; again 'Make Out' is under cover but she's dressed as a man sneaking into a mansion that was next in line to be robbed by a man who robes from the rich and gives explosions to the poor- a real sicko-psycho- sort of man. Only thing about this man is that he's also an unknown rapist and when he caught her in the bed disguised as a man he took full advantage only to be killed in self defense by her in the end. Either way, for a rape it was written erotically so that it seemed consensual. Sasuke wondered what kind of book it was and after further inspection noticed that Kakashi has the entire series in his office. Does Gai not give him enough? He wondered many times that week after having read a few more chapters from other books. Or does he simply like to get ideas from them. Maybe he's the kind of guy that likes to be around sex all the time and once is never enough.

Coming from his side track, the man handed him an envelope telling him that there's an invitation inside for the two men to attend his new years party and that he, Sasuke, could come as well since he lives with the men. He could not believe how much things could change in your life until he let them change. He's eating everyday, he's asleep in a nice comfortable place, and now this- invites to parties. Not that he's ever wanted to go to one but thinking about it he could get excited. He remembered new years on the streets. The town is happy and lively- kinder too. He knew that hand outs would come his way and he appreciated every one of them. One time his brother got him a sparkler- it wasn't stolen they were giving them out- the two of them sat at the frozen fountain at the park and watched as the fireworks went up in the sky giving it beautiful arrays of colored stars before it disappeared. They would have fried breads filled with meats and things from venders who saw them and just had to keep the cheer going in his day by giving the two kids each one for free.

And at midnight his brother would kiss him on the cheek, and Sasuke, intending to give one in return, would be popped on the forehead by a middle and index finger only to be called a weirdo, but his brother would smile at him and hold him close with an arm around his shoulders. This is the way he'd always had new years even with his father the three would exchange a friendly kiss on the cheek and watch, from atop the hood of the car, as the sky exploded with fireworks over the town.

So that evening after a delicious, roast pork, dinner the three men dressed and got ready for the party. Sasuke's turn to shower was after Kakashi. He waited in his bedroom for the man to finish; Gai was in the master bedroom getting changed and smelling of cologne. So when Sasuke heard the bathroom door open, like Gai had done, Sasuke expected that the man would exit and go into his bedroom but as he approached the slightly ajar door he found out that he was wrong as a very naked Kakashi stood before his peeking vision, toweling off. The man had his foot placed securely on the rim of the tub; the bend of his propped leg showing off the sculpted muscles in the apendage very well. Same with how, as he bent over to dry the leg, the muscles on the man's back flexed with each movement. He'd always seen Kakashi as a frail, pale, man especially next to his noticeably beefy lover Gai, but seeing this- the man's ashy peach colored skin hue accenting that, strange for his age, gray colored hair was making his mouth water to the point of physically swallowing. Blinking hard he closes his eyes tightly, telling himself "look away" but opening them again the man switched legs and in peeks of the rushing brushing towel he spots the mans member dangling between his legs. His heart swayed to stop for a second as he watches as a droplet of water from his hair rolls down the man's raised thigh, as if to say, "wouldn't your tongue like to lick him the way I am?"

But he shook it off- he should not be paying attention to something like that- and who cared about it anyway! Sasuke has never once considered himself a sex needing person. And he's not about to start getting images now that he's seeing someone other than himself naked. How sad is that to think about? That, being the only trigger to have you wanting someone, to see them naked......

Just as the unknowing show-stopper was about to turn around for some full frontal nudity, Gai's voice broke through the trance.

"Whoops. There's an accident waiting to happen." He stepped infront of Sasuke grabbing the knob. "Kakashi if you're finished in here kindly get out so that Sasuke can shower; time is wasting."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah." The man shrugged off the brutal bellow of his love as if it were nothing. Wrapping a towel around himself he steps out of the bathroom after Gai, turning to Sasuke to say. "Its all yours, your majesty."

"Zip it. There's three of us now, learn to share." He winks at Sasuke as if to say. "I've got this guy under control, don't let him get to you."

Kakashi never got to him and he thoroughly enjoyed their bickering from time to time. But as he entered the bathroom the image wouldn't get out of his mind. It was like someone tattooed it to the backs of his eyelids and with every brief flash of darkness during blinking he would see the man pop up. But as the night wore on the image faded away and Kakashi became his usual, mocking, self to the teen.

The party was nice, a bunch of adults doing the grown up thing and Sasuke fit right in. He's never known anyone his own age anyway so talking to adults was never a problem. Kakashi had liked that about the teen. Most kids avert gazes, figit, but Sasuke acted as though he were no younger than anyone else in the room. Minus the fact that he wasn't having a drink due to Gai telling him, no. But sparkling cider wasn't too bad- not like he had anything to compare it by. Midnight quickly approached and if Sasuke knew ahead of time about the ambush he was going to be a part of he would have went into the bathroom but on the countdown everyone in the room screamed Happy New Year! and began kissing. That's when it happened. Gai came at him first- he thought it would only be Gai, and as he turned his head away with a mock repulse to the idea of getting a new years kiss from the man, he completely missed Kakashi coming to his other side and when his head turned to avoid being kissed on the cheek by Gai his lips came into full contact with Kakashi's.

Eyes wide he remained there, lips still, heart in his throat as his lungs fluttered when the man parted his lips giving his bottom one the slightest tug between them. It had only happened because Kakashi had sucked in a gasped breath when he'd realized it wasn't cheek that his lips were pressed to. The two made eye contact of an apology for the briefest second before the man- and all his warmth and scent of cologne moved away from him. Gai missed the encounter since he was giving Sasuke a kiss just behind his ear with a grandmother's sound effect of a 'mmmmmmua' before separating from the boy giving a hearty laugh in good nature.

And so here he is today, February 4th of the new year, laying on his bed in his room, confused. For a month things have been awkward between the two- at least on Sasuke's end. Kakashi seemed fine and completely over it- duh- it was a month ago. But for Sasuke forgetting was not easy. He's never been kissed before, not a romantic one. He's sure it wasn't meant to be that way but tell that to his heart and it would only beat faster due to the topic being discussed. He didn't know sexual frustration started in the mind. Sasuke thought it began and ended once your morning wood came up and you firmly put it back down but here he is a month later thinking about Kakashi- naked, and kissing him. To get over it, he tried reading the book the man had bought for him, to keep his mind occupied, but to no avail as it only reminded him of the time he'd had in the shop with Kakashi. The man kept suggesting this book and that book to him, messing with him like he were his little brother or something.

That's it! The man only sees him as a little brother and he will only see him as an older brother. ....nothing more. Nothing more. He needs to go for a walk. Laying on this soft bed- after reading a lot of the things that can be done on one, as written in example with Meka Uto has shown, he needs to get moving.

Downstairs its quiet. Too quiet almost. He wondered where everyone went. Passing Kakashi's office door he can hear on the other side the shuffling of papers.

'So he's working.' Sasuke raises his fist to the door ready to knock when it pulls open.

"Sasuke, wonderful, get me some juice." He shoves an empty glass into the dumbfounded male's hand. "Carrot, alright?"

The door closes in Sasuke's face leaving a nice sized crack open, though. Finally finding his grounding the teen takes the glass into the kitchen to get the man a drink. Putting the carrot juice back in the fridge he takes out a drink for himself, as well, then returns to Kakashi.

"Here." He nearly tosses it on the desk to avoid looking at the man.

"Wait, where are you going so quickly?" Asks his roommate. "Sit and talk to me."

Nodding in hard jerks he takes a seat on a leather chaise; the material sinks in with his weight as though it weren't meant to hold weight just comfort anything that sat upon its cushy craddle. Lifting his drink to his mouth he takes a loud gulp. Uncomfortable, he looks idly around the room. He's been in here before but never has it felt so.... crowded; the air so heavy.

"Sasuke, and be honest with me... are you bored?"

That turned his wandering gaze to the man. "Excuse me?"

"You've just seemed a little moody lately; you've been hauled up in your bedroom doing nothing as far as Gai and I can tell." He turns in his seat, legs parting now that the constraining desk is out of the way.

Sasuke's eyes dart immidietly to the man's crotch. Kakashi may as well have whipped it out for as well as Sasuke remembered the sight of the length and still shivered over the girth of the thing. Wetting his mouth he brings the glass up to his mouth to take a drink of- Spitting the milk back into the glass he set it down on the small table next to his seat.

Kakashi raised a brow then smirked. "Teen problems? If you're having a hard time adjusting to the change the best way to cope is to make a few changes yourself." He's been around children and teens for years he knows the signs; some flip out after their parents split, others over a bad break-up, it could be anything new in your life to set you off and for Sasuke going from street to home might still be a new challange for him. "If that's the case might I suggest that you go out and find something to do. There are a lot of kids your age around here or at the park; there's a field where teens hang out doing Kage knows what, I could drive you over there."

"No thanks." Replies the boy once finding his voice. "I'm not bored, I've actually been reading- that's all."

"Oh really!? You must have found something really good if its keeping you distracted for an entire month."

"I've been reading your Icha-Icha collection."

"Have you now?" Kakashi seemed to be impersonating his lover in speech pattern. "How do you like it? My favorite case by far has been Plane Terrors. I thought Meka would never figure out how that man killed."

Yeah, he remembers Plane Terrors. Meka was banged so hard he could swear the book was gonna pop out of his hand. The killer was some kind of mentalist that could kill people in their dreams and he took full advantage of the woman in hers. "I like them enough, but I don't have any favorite."

"Mm." Was all he got for response. "So then you're fine, you're just very entertained?"

He hated the way he said "very" as if 'entertained' weren't bad enough to use to discribe the reading distraction he'd found. "You could say that. I do roam around at night. Just last night I was in the basement playing pinball."

"Good for you." He smiled in a friendly way. "I still think it would be nice if you got out once in a while- we're not gonna lock the door on you." He snickered.

Reddening from annoyance this time, Sasuke stands. "I'm gonna go."

"No, don't go." He even holds out a hand for the theatrics. "Stay. Here. I'll explain to you how to do this- you can help me grade papers."

Distractions. Always good. "Okay." Taking a seat again, he pulls the couch a little closer.

It didn't take very long for Sasuke to understand the math problems and he was soon grading a pile of papers after working out the problem where as Kakashi was merely making checks down the sheets. The silence between them was more comfortable then it had been in January, for Sasuke, Kakashi was the same as always. But slowly, the silence became very loud. Every movement the man made was a slithering snake of fabric shifting in his cushy spinning chair. His calm breathing in and out made Sasuke picture bad things. He'd be slammed on the desk, arms spread out, wrist bound by the man's strong grip; his own breaths picking up harder and harder while Kakashi, always collected and in control, breathes evenly while moving dangerously slow in and out of him. And he'd plead- wouldn't he? for more speed, more drive, more everything of the man only to get kissing from the lips he's felt to be so soft.

'Stop it! He's older than you for one and married for two. Thinking this way will only get you to a bad place later on.' Shifting in his own seat he steals a glance at the man, who was paying him no mind at all. Sasuke may as well not even be in the room for how focused Kakashi is. It only made the want need it more.

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Sasuke took Kakashi's advice about getting out of the house. He needs to find something other than reading dirty books to occupy his time. Hands stuffed securely into the pockets of the comfortable coat that he got as a Christmas present- as is all the clothing he has on- he walks with a steady purpose to this field that was mentioned to him. Visible breaths come in and out of his mouth. He's happy, though, that for February its noticably warm today.

When the buildings got further and further spaced the male turns his attention to his left. Spotting the field out in the distance he isn't too surprised to see a pile of teens down their playing some sports game with each other. They're shouting as loud as they can, almost like their home lives are so verbally confined that being outside makes them lose all sense of speech and being so happy they must shout everything at the top of their lungs.

'Juvenile.' Sasuke judges with an affirmed nod.

Be that as it may he was still planning to go down there and- he just cringes at the thought- make friends with the young punks. Traveling down a medium staircase he walks over to some stacked bench seats, taking a seat to silently observe the game the boys are playing. It would seem that the point of this game is to touch the other person in order to steal this brown oval shaped ball from them; but rather than 'touching' the boys chose to slam into one another meaning to inflict as much damage to the other guy as possible. Their is a goal at either ends of the field for the teams and once dashing into it you're permited a stupid dance and you earn some points. Simple enough.

"Are you intending on playing?" Asks a voice that seemed to come from nowhere.

Startled, Sasuke turns his head just a hair in the direction he'd thought that the voice came from. Behind him is a boy who looks to be bundled up for a full winter- granted he would be outside the entire time. He thought the seats were empty, where the hell did this guy come from? He's wearing a very heavy, dark gray coat, so its not as if he didn't stand out in some way. To make it even weirder the guy has on sunglasses. What? Is he the nervous type?

"I'd play if they asked me." He shrugs as if he didn't care either way.

"The teams are uneven anyhow." His tone is even, voice low and commanding but so low it'd be a wonder if his commands were listened to whole heartidly. "You should go over and offer to play."

"If the teams are uneven then why aren't you playing?"

The weird teen adjust his sunglasses. "I simply don't want to."

'Creepy guy.' Sasuke concludes turning his attention back to the game. He's now trying to figure out who is on whose team.

This blond kid seemed to be his own team as he was all over that field to the point of it seeming to be twelve of him. The kid is quick. Energetic, he'd say if he had to choose a word.

"Throw it to me Naru-... to!" The boys words were cut in two as said child whizzed by laughing. "Geez that guy's always showing off." Turning on his heels he follows after the male.

"Are you new here?" Asks the creep behind him.

Sighing with a bit of agitation as it seems that he won't be left alone to think for a moment. He has to stop and remind himself that he's doing this for the.... why is he doing this? He's never been around anyone his own age- ever! Should it be this hard to get along with his own generation if he's this bothered by some simple questions.

"No. I've lived in Konoha all my life." He answers. Elbows on his knees he rests his chin onto his balled fist.

"I've never seen you around."

"Big planet." He replies.

"I'm Aburame Shino." The male comes down the two stairs up that he was from the moody stranger to sit beside him and shake his hand.

"Uchiha Sasuke." He only looks at the male's offered hand before turning his gaze away. "Nice to meet you."

"You too." Nodding off towards the field he says casually, as if asked. "The boy in the fur trimmed coat is Kiba, the other boy with the blond hair is Naruto, the boy standing out in the field to avoid getting into the game is Neji, the guy running back and forth to stay in every part of the game is Lee, and the other guy looking up at the sky is Shikamaru. Kiba and Naruto are on the same team, the other three are together."

A loud "Touch Down" shouted in english got the two's attention and they turned just in time to see a strange little jig done by the Lee boy.

The small group joined together in the center of the field for the next wave.

"Now's your chance." Shino urges.

Letting out a cold breath, Sasuke stands. Always better to throw yourself into things head on then wait it out. Striding across the field he wasn't instantly noticed until he was at Kiba's side.

"Alriiiight, we got a third." Announced the boy patting the stranger on the back hard enough to thrust him forward a step.

Naruto straightens up from his squat to throw his head back and forth past the visual road block of Kiba to get a look at the guy. "So who the hell is he?"

"Uchiha Sasuke." Answers Shino giving them all a near start from his sudden appearance.

The guy is a master at stealth, Sasuke will give him that much.

"He lives here, he just doesn't travel as much to be recognized."

"Is that so?" Naruto walks over to stand before the male, arms crossed, head cocked in thought, he again looks him up and down. "You look a little familiar to me. Have we met before?"

"Doubt it." Sasuke says while liking to emphasis his words by shoving a little distance between the two of them.

"Like it matters, we've got even teams now. So let's just play!" Snaps Kiba getting into a squat.

"Alright, Shino, throw the ball into the air for us!" Naruto darts back to the other side of Kiba squatting down.

The boy who looked to be avoiding the game looks at Sasuke then asks. "Do you even know the rules, or how to play?"

Sasuke shrugged. "Its not that hard, half kill a man and make a goal." Squatting like the others on his team he wonders though what to do when the ball is tossed into the air. Better to just hang back a bit and watch.

Shino, as asked, looked a bit bitter about being involved in the game at all but tosses the ball into the air. Bobcut leaped up first snatching it out of the air and like a bolt of lightning takes off down the field. Naruto was after him but not nearly as fast, which was amazing to see since the boy seemed to be everywhere when playing. Darting away after the ball he can hear Kiba's breaths not far behind him. The slippery snow crunched under their trampling boots and sneakers as they raced after the child, who would soon be a very unfortunate child should all three of them manage to tackle the boy. Glancing over his shoulder he sees the rest of the kids team chatting idly with each other as though the game weren't going on at all. Something should be done about that. A team helps each other out. Living on the street has taught him that as the number one rule of survival a little goading might help them get in the game.

"I don't know why that poor kid is bothering with no help from his teammates, we're gonna kill this guy!"

Laughing Kiba calls out. "That's the spirit, trash talk!"

Lee didn't manage a touch down and as Sasuke predicted the boy was trampled to the cold snow and they all gathered back at the center to start another game since the ball rolled too long.

"What's the matter- your thimble legs of no use?" He asks Shikamaru.

"Mm?" Was his only response.

"And you, with the hair, don't wanna get your nails dirty?"

Neji glared at the male saying nothing, but he does actually take a squatting position. Lee seemed over joyed at the sight, his face becoming more determined as he got into position. It was time that this game got serious.

Its late. The street lights are coming on and the small group of teens are still playing their game. Panting from exhaustion and bitter cold they huddle together in their groups.

"I can't believe those two are actually playing now." Kiba straightens up then leans his weight back to stretch his tiring muscles. "What's worse is that we're now down by a few points."

"So what! We're not sunk, we can do this." Naruto, for all the sweat pouring down his cold face and the red colored nose doesn't seem a bit tired. "We can still win this if Sasuke runs to the goal and you, Kiba, throw the ball to me so that I can kick it and make the winning goal."

"Oh sure, you get all the glory again." Says Kiba. "How 'bout I kick the ball and you toss it."

"I'm not making the winning goal, Sasuke is the one who's gonna catch the ball."

"Yeah but you're still kicking it!"

Rolling his eyes, Sasuke pushes the two apart when they step to each other, a sneer on their mouths. "Let's just get this over with so I can go home."

"Fine!" Both boys shout. Walking over to the center of the field they squat it out.

"Its about time you guys stopped your chatter." Says Neji. "I hope that you weren't trying to come up with a way to win because you will not."

It wasn't entirely rude of him to say, they were down fourteen points and now that Lee had help they managed to take the lead. But not by much. The bruises could cover them for a life time for as fierce as the competition had gotten and in the end.....

"In the end we won." Says Sasuke to Gai as the two are in the basement playing soccer on the game table.

"Wonderful tale!" Cheers the man. "I'm glad that you beat, and made some friends? Hmmmmm?"

Sasuke shrugged. "I wouldn't say all that. I messed around with them but we're not going out for a hang or something."

Kakashi, who is sitting on the loveseat down there, cocks a brow. "A hang?" He snickers at the term.

Sasuke just shot the man a dirty look. "Is it all right if I shower first tonight? I wanna get this dirt off me before bed."

"Be my guest." Gai, being ditched from their little game, strides over to the seat to sit down next to his lover; hand going onto Kakashi's thigh.

It didn't take Sasuke long to figure out what the two planned to do while he was up in the bathroom and he darted out of the room in a hurry, but not without stealing a glance over his shoulder seeing Kakashi move to Gai for a kiss.

'I'd better make it a cold shower.' Sasuke closes the basement door then retreats upstairs to the bathroom.

It wasn't an easy task to keep his mind coolled off once he was out of the bathroom and under the warmth of the blanket and the protective radiant heat coming from the vent on the floor in the corner of the room. The vent where the sounds of pleasure are filling his air. He was sure the men had no idea about being overheard since they used to be the only two who lived in the home, therefor, no one around to tell the two of having heard everything that went on. It wasn't hard to disypher the voices either; Gai's being more gruff and singular whereas Kakashi's were longer- breathier. He didn't know much about sex personally, but from what he's read Meka always moaned loud and long because she was on the bottom where as the man the thruster, was on top grunting through it.

Closing his eyes he tries his hardest to keep the images out of his head but it only magnified the sound and due to that the blanket tented the pole being not the least bit restricted to keep this from happening due to the loose pajama pants he's wearing.

'Dammit.' He thinks bitterly as his hand crawls across his hip over his pelvis and to his erection.

Over the blanket he slides his hand up and down over the protrusion. His breathing shallows as bits of pleasure spill over his body. His back arches a bit, hips move up some asking for more, but the teen kept it even and slow with the men's pace. Free hand gripping the sheet its beneath when Kakashi's love making sped up, he does the same having to bite his bottom lip to keep his own small moans down. He doesn't know how well sound travels in this house any more than the men being heard do. He wouldn't want a stray moan to catch their ears to stop them. Seeking more pleasure the hand beneath the blanket tugged his pajama's waist band as low as it would go which was only over his butt due to the hand over the blanket still being clamped down around his member, so only the base was showing; it was all Sasuke needed and his hand gripped the base pumping himself to the rhythm of the men and the pace they've picked up to. His revealed hand didn't stop its movement either and the contrast of skin on skin mixed with the loose fabrick doing its own thing while being tugged up and down sealed the deal, shaking his body with release. Letting go of himself on all sides he frowns as the mess in his pants settles on his lap.

'Guess I'd better take another shower.'

Though he didn't know how he was going to get his sullied pants into the washer before the men could figure out what went on in them. He'll keep them in the room and slip down there later; that decided, he tosses his blanket aside then gathers some things for another shower.