Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ If Only You Knew ❯ New Warmth ( Chapter 13 )

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Chapter 12 New Warmth

The next as I slowly awoke I sensed a chakra signature approaching me from the north. In fact it was a rather curious signature in that it was amazingly pure for a shinobi. Never had I encountered one as pure as this.

Footsteps could now be heard, moving toward me in a slightly hurried pace. I had decided to pretend I was still sleeping, a kunai handy just in case. After all who knew better than me that appearances can be deceiving.

The footfalls ended right as said individual reached me. I inwardly tensed as the figure crouched down. At closer approximation I now knew that this person was the figure in green who had staged Zabuza's death. I would not be able to drop my guard. If he attempted anything I would be ready.

Instead I felt my body being shaken, then intent, I imagine, was to wake me up. And it 'worked.' I dramatically opened my eyes, acting as though I had just awoke from a deep sleep. I blinked, rubbing my eyes and looked up managing to finally get a good look at the formerly masked figure in green.

Unlike before he was wearing pink, almost gown-looking clothing with red circles all over it. He had long shiny black hair, a deceivingly lithe body, and a delicate effeminate face. More than likely the average person would assume he was in fact a female. I knew differently. This being more than evident from his aura. Males' auras lines flow horizontal, female auras flow vertically. His lines were horizontal.

I hadn't yet decided whether to be 'me' or me. The boy decided to start speaking to me, thus interrupting my decision-making process.

"What are you doing out here?" he asked, his voice was gentle, fitting his features and aura to a tee.

What to make to make of this individual who I knew was a classic example of looks being deceiving? I decided to play it by ear until I had deduced exactly how threatening this guy was. I already knew that his stealth was as good, if not better than Kakashi's. That had already pre-raised my ire.

I scratched my head as if in deep contemplation.

"I'm training." Was my reluctant response.

One of his eyebrows arched in surprise. I knew that most shinobi wouldn't reveal the fact that they were a shinobi. Tact is, after all, one of those much sought-after shinobi principles. Good thing I didn't give a shit about shinobi anything. He didn't comment about being surprised at my apparent stupidity.

"Aren't you worried you might get hurt out here all alone?"

"I need no one." I inadvertently let slip, the coldness of my voice also a dead give away.

"I see." Is all he said and I could tell from the look in his eyes that he did indeed see. He knew what loneliness, true loneliness was, but had risen above it and found a new purpose. Yet how he had still maintained this purity that was so a part of him that it clung to him like a second skin was curious.

"No you don't." I said getting up, brushing off some of the dirt that had accumulated overnight on my clothes. "If you knew of what I am speaking you wouldn't be so quick to answer."

He sat down fully on the ground now, starting to pick local herbs, putting them in a basket he had brought with him.

"I may not know exactly what you have been through." He said finally after a long moment of silence. "But I do know what it is like to be without a purpose."

"I am not without a purpose." I stated coldly. "I find it amazing that you can assume all these things about someone you have just met."

H e started laughing after that.

"You're right of course. I really have no idea what I'm talking about." He sobered up quickly. "But don't you have one person who has done something for you? Made you feel something. It could be anything at all."

Iruka and Sasuke's image came to mind unbidden from my mind. I immediately brushed them away.

"Maybe I've felt something." I replied tersely "But it fleeting, as though it was never there."

He cocked his head in ascension.

"Well that's a start isn't it?"

I laughed grimly at that. This guy may have been older than me by a few years but he was alarmingly naïve. How a shinobi had gotten to be this way at least deserved a laugh.

"Exactly how did you get this naïve?" I had to ask him. "I know what you are and it doesn't exactly promote being in touch with your emotional side."

His eyes narrowed at me, probably somewhat alarmed that his secret had been deciphered so easily. Then they softened and looked on me with something akin to sympathy.

"I feel sorry for you." He murmured softly. "You don't get to really live life, you're too busy living behind a mask."

My own eyes widened at this. How did he…? I see so he's a shinobi for a reason. And what is this warmth I'm starting to feel? I only just the met him, how the hell is this happening? I was attracted to this guy and he hadn't even touched me! This was insufferable and not happening.

Besides from appearances this guy already had someone who made him feel. If there was something I didn't need it was someone to make me feel. I was perfectly fine with never feeling anything again. The only thing emotion had done for me so far was to tie me up so tightly in knots of confusion that I couldn't think straight. If I had to choose that over being emotionless I would choose the former over the latter thank you very much.

"So how is Zabuza?" I asked tactlessly, no point in pretending with this guy. I may have to end up killing him anyway. What could he possibly do? Tell Kakashi? "He looked like shit the last time I saw him. I'd really hate to see what you did to your enemies if that's what you do to your allies. Though, I will admit for a diversionary tactic it definitely worked."

No longer surprised by anything I had to say he smiled and smoothly replied.

"He's fine and regaining his strength quicker than I would have thought."

"Ah." I nodded in seemingly understanding. "So that's what the herbs are for."

He smiled again weakly. "You caught me. The herbs around this area are renowned for their healing abilities, and so far they've lived up to their reputations."

"So Zabuza is that special someone for you, ne?" I said succinctly, knowing I hit the nail on the head as his face flooded with color.

"Yes." He replied shyly "But not for the reason you think. Zabuza gave me a reason for being, a purpose in life, if you will. Once my former existence had been nullified he found me and gave me a chance to serve him. He is like a beloved parent."

"Funny." I dryly retorted. "Beloved is not exactly the word I would use to describe him."

He fell on the ground laughing at that, tears starting to form in his eyes.

"You're right." He managed to choke out. "He doesn't exactly lend that idea out to very many people does he." His eyes grew serious again. "Nonetheless that is what he means to me. What you thought I was in love with him?"

His face scrunched up in horror.

"He's like fifteen years older than me! Not to mention straighter than a board! "

"You can't really blame me." I pointed out logically. "You're the one who gets all emotional whenever you talk about him. Those statistics are known to normally point toward more romantic feelings."

He looked at me incredulously.

"What?" I asked. "It's true."

He started to chuckle again, this time under this breath.

"What is your name?" he asked looking at me warmly, a sudden gleam in his eye that I was becoming alarmingly familiar with.

"Uzumaki, Naruto." I replied cautiously, my guard immediately going up. "And yours?"

"Haku." He non hesitantly quipped.

I arched an eyebrow f my own at that.

"What no surname?"

His eyes grew dark and went somewhere far from where we were.

"I don't claim that name." was all that was uttered. That was a hint to me to not pursue the subject even further.

Wherever his mind has wandered off to it came back to him because the next thing I know he was eyeing me flirtatiously.

My real question is why I kept meeting these males who would not leave me alone! And why were they all gay? Were there no straight men left in the world?

Inwardly I sighed.

Gaki how do you keep meeting these people? Kyuubi had woken up uncharacteristically early for it and was now evidently actively engaged in listening in on my conversation with Haku.

If I knew I would stop it Kyuubi, I swore, trust me. Do you think this shit makes my life any easier?

Well it's not a total surprise that you're such a hit with guys, Kyuubi mused, even in that horrendous orange you are still undeniably adorable. Very uke material.

Kyuubi?

Yes?

Shut up, you're not helping the situation. So unless you have an actual probably theory as to why this annoying phenomenon keeps occurring I really don't want to hear it. And besides, I added rather cheaply, the whole orange thing was your idea.

You ungrateful gaki! Here I am trying to help you out with your conundrum and all you can do is insult me. It sniffed as though I had really hurt its feelings. I'm going back to sleep, as though that had been its intent the entire time, and surprisingly enough it did.

Now that the fox had been dealt with I now had to deal with yet with my current problem. In addition, this guy was older so he would probably be a bit more difficult to deter.

Speaking of him, he was currently snapping his fingers in front of my face as if trying to bring me out of a trance.

I caught his fingers mid-snap.

"I was not in a trance." I stated.

"I know." Was all that he said.

Then realizing I was still holding his fingers I attempted to release them. Haku had other ideas, though. He grabbed the hand that was holding his fingers captive and dragged me into his arms like in those stupid old movies when the male tips the female and kisses her.

"What are you doing?" I asked emotionlessly.

He managed to look sheepish.

"I was trying to be a bit romantic. From the look on your face I gather I failed."

"You would be right." I replied drolly. "You do realize that that move went out about, oh wait, it was never in"

He managed to look somewhat chastised, before he smoothly placed my body on the ground, before placing his own on top of mine, his hair serving as a sort of curtain.

"And what are you doing now, would you say?" was the only thing I managed to get out before he nipped at my ear.

"I think you know what I'm doing." He whispered into my ear, sending shudders down my body. "Ever since I saw you the other day I can't get you out of my mind." Then all talking ceased as his mouth came crashing down on mine.

His kissed lacked the awkwardness of Sasuke's. This was someone who had had experience, I knew, as his lips moved confidently over mine. He wasn't patient for strictly lip to lip contact for long. He slanted his head, his tongue licking my bottom lip repeatedly begging for entrance. What the heck, I mused, so far it's not so bad, he's definitely a better kisser than Sasuke. Willingly parting my lips his tongue didn't waste the opportunity. It immediately dove in.

I had tried but I couldn't contain this unexplained attraction I held for this boy that I had never met. Never had I felt such a strong connection to anyone so quickly, if ever.

My arms wrapped his neck, encouraging him to continue his current ministrations in my mouth. He more than complied, pulling my shirt out the waistband of my horribly orange pants, sliding both his hands along the bare skin of my back.

I moaned when his hands moved downward to cup my ass, bringing out bodies so close that our still-clothed erections touched. At the contact I broke our kiss, arching my back with a moan. He too, moaned and started grinding his hips into mine, prolonging that scintillating sensation.

"Ha-Haku" I moaned. "I-I can't."

"Now, Now, Naruto." Haku managed to pant out, "Hold on a little longer. I'd hate for you to come without me."

Grinding his hips against mine for one last round, we both came at the same time, Haku yelling my name once he'd reached his own peak. I bit his shoulder to keep from crying out, but gods did it feel good. Haku interrupted my reverie.

"So did it feel good?" he asked laughing softly.

Strangely enough I didn't feel any of the awkwardness with him as I had with Sasuke.

"Surprisingly yes." Was my mumbled reply as I felt drowsy, almost ready to drop off again.

"Hey don't fall asleep on me." Running his hands through my hair, he softly chastised me. "One would think you didn't like what we just did."

Unexplained warmth went through me again. What is it about Haku that makes me feel so comfortable and loved, I mused, I've never met him before and it wasn't exactly under the best of terms. Of course technically speaking Haku was an enemy. Not my enemy though. I was technically not a shinobi, at least not really, so I didn't consider him an enemy.

"Well." Haku suddenly spoke. "I have to be getting back to Zabuza." He got up from his position on the ground, my body already missing its warmth. But admittedly he was right. I also needed to be getting back before Kakashi and the others sent out the bloodhounds.

Hmmm, would that they did find me here 'consorting with the enemy.' I could finally end this farce and be free to do what I originally had intended.

Getting back to reality I too, stood up, stretching as I did so, I was suddenly grabbed and kissed. I relaxed as I saw it was Haku and leaned into the embrace.

"It was nice meeting you Naruto." Breaking the kiss with a soft wet smack he suddenly skipped off turning to utter those words before he left his steps light and airy as he disappeared.

I found myself smiling, only to find that expression disappear when I observed Sasuke passing Haku just before he disappeared. Sasuke glared at Haku as he passed, then transferred his glare to me once he'd passed him.

I felt my features move into their usual impassiveness as he approached.

"Let me guess." I found myself using sarcasm. "You're all wondering where I've been, staying up all night going insane with worry?" I put my finger to my chin as if contemplating one of the great mysteries of life. "Oh wait, did Sakura finally die from ingesting too much air into her system?"

At his unchanging glare I continued with my little game.

"I'm still wrong? Hmmmm, I guess you'll have to fill me in on the way back." Making good on my words I turned towards the general direction that Tazuna's house lay in…only to be stopped by Sasuke slamming me into a nearby tree.

"Did you let him touch you?" he growled into my ear. "Did he fuck you long and hard like I did?"

"I'm sorry." I droned back at him, tonelessly, "I don't speak petulant children gibberish. However, when you're ready to speak like a mature human being feel fee to let me know." I shrugged out of his hold easily enough, going in he same direction. Both of us walked back to Tazuna's house in silence.