Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ If Only You Knew ❯ A Brief Reprieve ( Chapter 4 )

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Chapter 3 A Brief Reprieve

I didn't know what to expect the next day as I went back to the academy. Since I was a graduate now I wore the hitai-ate, like the rest of the genin. As I slid the door to the classroom open everyone in the room stopped their conversations and looked towards me, complete with mouths hanging open in shock.

Inwardly I smirked. I hadn't wanted to be a shinobi, in fact I still planned on finding a way out of it. However, for now I was stuck so I might as well have some fun. These pathetic humans with their stupid prejudices hadn't thought that I could graduate, had heard that I'd failed the graduation exam so imagine their surprise that I was actually here.

There was one person, that I could definitely go without seeing. Uchiha.

I grimaced.

Oh well, at least I wouldn't get put on his team.

More than likely.

The teams consisted of one jounin leader and a three-man cell of genin. But the chances of getting on Uchiha's team were slim to none.

Not long after I took my seat Iruka began calling off the teams. Meanwhile, I was thinking of ways that I could get exiled from this town so that I could fulfill my promise to Kyuubi. I could kill someone…no, even I wouldn't stoop that low. Hmmm…I could commit treason. Now there was an idea. I started to think about it more but my name being called out suddenly brought me out of my musings.

"Uzumaki, Naruto." Iruka's voice called. "Haruno, Sakura." I heard a scream of horror come from where Sakura was sitting...only to be replaced by a one of immense joy when Iruka called the final member of our team. "Uchiha Sasuke."

Oh shit.

I put my head in my hands as if to relieve the sudden bout of stress that was building.

Gods. Why me? Why now? It's not bad enough that I'm stuck as a shinobi for who knows how long, but now I have to be on his team? I just can't get a break.

As if reading my thoughts, I felt the weight of someone's gaze from behind.

Slowly, I turned my head, as to not make it obvious I was looking and sure enough there was Sasuke looking straight at me as if to gauge my reaction.

I shrugged, seemingly indifferent.

Like I'd give that bastard the satisfaction of knowing just how much his kiss had rattled my composure. I arched an eyebrow at him hoping he got the fact that I wasn't impressed with his attempt at intimidation.

His eyes widened slightly at my action, then narrowed as if I'd done something to annoy him. Just as I thought I'd finally won this little game, Sasuke smirked.

Okay, pretty boy I thought narrowing my eyes at him, it's so on. I just hope you know what you're getting yourself into.

Bring it on, his gaze seemed to to say in reply, if you even have the guts to try...

Iruka's announcement of the final genin teams interrupted our little glare contest. Afterwards he dismissed us after giving up further directives for the next day.

Walking back the usual route that I took from the academy, I immediately sensed that someone was following me.

Sniffing the wind I picked up the scent.

Uchiha.

Growling under my breath, I felt a slight twinge of irritation.

What the fuck is his deal?

Deciding to have a little bit of fun on the bastard's behalf I made a clone of myself and had it continue walking the route. The teme was far enough away so he didn't see any of these happenings. I hid in a tree which he would have to pass under if he wanted to continue following 'me.'

Sure enough in his own sneaky, slimy way the Uchiha came creeping past me, slowly but surely.

Mentally, I grinned.

This was going to be amusing

As he slowly progressed, I followed him, following what he thought was me. Both of us continuing at this slow pace until we eventually reached 'home sweet home.' The buushin went inside and the Uchiha took a place outside of the window. For a long time he just stood there staring.

It was really kind of disconcerting. After all, you didn't see me following him around like some stalker and staring at him through a window.

All amusement finally fading, I decided to cut to the chase. Dissolving my buushin, the Uchiha's response was almost instantaneous. He backed away so quickly I thought he'd surely trip and fall. Unfortunately I wasn't lucky enough to witness such a spectacle. He backed up, and turned in the opposite direction, scouring the trees as he did so.

The next thing I heard was his voice calling out my name.

"Uzumaki! I know you can hear me! Cut the bullshit and come out of hiding." His voice taking on a taunting tone. "Or are you afraid I'll kick your sorry dobe ass?"

I ignored the attempted barb as his tone of voice intrigued me. I had never heard a male voice quite achieve that octave before. If my senses weren't deceiving me (which they rarely, if ever do), I would say the bastard was nervous, or at least embarrassed.

This was a bit surprising.

The Uchiha usually prided himself on being without emotion. (At least that's what he wanted people to think). So the fact that now he was displaying symptoms of nervousness was almost too funny.

I mean really.

The bastard is so full of shit, it was almost unreal.

When Sasuke failed to get a response he started leaping from tree to tree to search me out. However, I had masked my chakra. In other words, there is no way in hell he would find me. A top ranked jounin wouldn't even be able to find me at this point. Youkai were very good at masking their chakra and I had learned from the best.

As his search continued I could feel Sasuke's frustration level building until it was so taut I thought he would snap.

Curiosity filled me as this was happening.

Why is he getting all bent out of shape over not being able to find me? He didn't give two shit or a fart about me or I about him.

Deciding to end this no-longer-amusing little game I jumped from the tree, cautiously. There was no telling what the Uchiha would do as angry as he was.

When I landed about five feet from where he was currently looking Sasuke's head came up at the sound.

His eyes-dark as they were-darkened even further-until they were the same shade as obsidian.

"There you are." he said softly, his tone full of some kind of challenge. A challenge I had no wish to undertake.

"What do you want bastard." It was more of a statement then a question.

At first he didn't respond, at least not vocally. His eyes, however, slid down from my face and did a leisurely exploration that told me more than words ever could exactly what he wanted. Shock filled me as the enormity of what this bastard dared entered my system.

Somethingwas beginning to happen as he looked continued to look at me as he hadn't eaten a meal in years and I was a prime piece of steak. My vision started to grow hazy and suddenly I felt warm, warmer than I have ever been before. I wanted to...rip his fucking head off!

"Stop looking at me like that!" I snarled at him in rage.

As if he couldn't hear me he continued with his perusal. The warmth that was growing grew to an almost unbearable temperature and the haze started to bleed into red. Instinctively I knew that if I didn't get a handle on whatever this was I would probably end up killing Sasuke.

I had had enough of this game anyway so I turned around and started to walk away-.

Until a pair of pale hands grabbed me by the shoulders and pushed me roughly onto the ground. Before I could react a body fully covered mine along with a pair of lips.

Whatever had just possessed me, left me as quickly as it had appeared. Making it seem as though it had never been there to begin with as soon as his lips touched mine.

My first thought was soft…hot and wet shortly followed. I must have still been in shock because his tongue dove into my mouth with ease. Once there he explored it as if it unchartered territory that needed to be discovered and claimed. It was a possessive kiss and felt as if he was trying to somehow claim me as his.

I had never felt anything like this. To suddenly go from having no one even look at me, to me this intimate contact was a bit overwhelming.

Noticing my lack of response, Sasuke parted my legs with one of his own. He moved one of his hands from its current position on my shoulder and moved it down between my legs. Then he proceeded to massage my cock through my pants.

No longer able to hold still I cursed against his mouth, the bottom half of my body coming up into the air, carrying Sasuke with it.

Heat and desire filled me at the contact and I buried my formerly unresponsive hands into his hair urging his closer. Needing no further encouragement Sasuke continued kissing me, but removed his hand from my cock.

My body mourned the loss of his hand but was soon singing with pleasure again as he put his erection against my own. Then he began grinding against my hips.

I couldn't take any more of this heat or pleasure. I was panting and suddenly felt my body rushing toward a white light. When I reached it I shattered, my cock spraying something wet and sticky within the confines of my pants.

Sasuke must have felt it too because his own pants were wet and sticky. Catching his breath, he reluctantly rolled off of me and stood up.

Dusting dirt and sticks from his clothes, not meeting my eyes as he did so.

After recovering myself, I immediately stood up and looked at him.

"What the fuck was that Uchiha?" I asked quietly well aware that this was very unlike my 'other' self to ask.

The fake me would have hit him.

Hell, I should have hit him.

"What was what?" he said disinterestedly, as if I had asked him a strange question and inspecting his nails as though they required his immediate attention.

"You fucking latching onto me and touching me like that! What the fuck made you think you had the right? Gods, I hate humans." That last part was said unintentionally and mumbled under my breath but Sasuke had still heard.

Shit I have to get his mind on something else. I definitely can't have him delving too deeply into that statement.

"What do you mean you hate humans?" he demanded in that superior voice of his, now looking me in the eye. "Do you think you're some kind of god or something? That you're better than everyone else?" Not waiting for my answer his voice was now dripping with condescension. "Aw, poor little Uzumaki, always striving to be the best at everything only to find that he is a failure."

"For being a failure," I replied unemotionally, the familiar cold in place of any kind of warmth filling me, "you sure were eager enough to touch me. And all of your own accord. Isn't that curious?"

As if he hated me for reminding him of what he had done, he glared at me. A nice change in his usual blank face.

It was just as I thought. Uchiha was completely full of shit. He could act as heartless as he wanted. He felt. That was now more than evident to me.

"And which one of us thinks that we're better than others?" I continued on, eager for this little encounter to end. "Oh yes that would be the one who thinks that emotions are for weak people. That being cold and distant is the only way to achieve power." I gave him one of my empty smiles. "You are an ignorant fool."

He growled at that and moved forward as if to somehow make me take back my words. But what I showed him next made him stop in his tracks and stare at me in disbelief.

I showed him my real eyes.

Not the eyes of my 'mask' that the world saw and assumed was the real me. These were the eyes that felt nothing, that had seen killing, violence and real evil from an early age and had only experienced them since then. The eyes that sanctimonious people had created by neglect and hate. The eyes that no longer held the ability to feel, any emotion. Whatsoever.

As Sasuke saw these eyes, eyes that no none else had ever been privy to, his eyes widened in shock. For a long moment it didn't seem to register with him that this was Uzumaki Naruto. The failure of Konoha, an orphan who couldn't do anything right.

I sensed his shock and horror as he realized that his pathetic attempt at being unemotional was just that.

Pathetic.

As he finally came out of his trance, I spoke again.

"If your only goal in life is to be emotionally devoid, going through life without feeling, or even wanting to then you are a bigger fool than I thought. Taking the ability to feel for granted is mankind's biggest mistake, because it is not a curse or weakness. It is a blessing and the loss of such would be the real curse or weakness."

After saying this I turned around and walked away leaving Uchiha standing there.

I walked back into my empty house which in reality matched me…I was as empty as it after all.

I stripped my clothes and washed myself. As I went to throw my pants down I noticed the crusty white stain on my pants and 'flashed back' to what the Uchiha had done to me. In that instant and slightly before I had felt something. I don't know what exactly these particular emotions were but they had definitely been something.

Laying in bed a few minutes later, pulled the covers over me.

Hey Kyuubi?

What gaki?

Which emotions were the ones I felt back there?

It chuckled as I asked the question.

What is so damned funny you fucking fox?

What you felt, gaki was desire, sexual desire to be exact. And the other was anger.

But that's impossible Kyuubi! At least the sexual desire aspect.

Oh? And why is that?

Because I'm only twelve years old! That's not old enough to really feel anything sexual.

Which standards are you going by?

What do you mean?

Sigh

Gaki you are so smart, but sometimes so stupid. Are you going by human standards or youkai.

Well, human I guess.

There's your problem. In human standards yes you are much too young to even get an erection much less feel sexual desire. But in youkai standards sexual maturity is usually achieved around nine or ten.

Gods! Well that certainly explains that. But what about Uchiha, he is not youkai. Explain that.

Don't get high-and-mighty with me gaki. We're not merged yet I can still punish you. Uchiha is-or will be very soon-a wielder of the sharinghan. You'll remember I told you that kekkai genkai are traits inherited by the youkai. Youkai blood is very strong and remains in the genes for generation, taking a very long time to be 'watered down' so to speak. So its perfectly logical to assume that the Uchiha boy would reach sexual maturity even at such a young age.

That still doesn't explain why he launched himself at me. I mean after all its not as though he has that much youkai blood in him.

Actually it is possible. This new development must mean that the youkai blood in the Uchiha's veins are not as far back as I originally thought. Hmmmm….

Hmmmm? What does that mean. He is not an hanyou equivalent like me so what does that make him?

The traits the boy demonstrated are very similar to a youkai when it has found its mate. He is definitely not your equal in power but he is about the equal of a