Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Naruto Drabbles ❯ 14 ( Chapter 14 )

 

Pairing: Naruto/Sasuke

Prompt: Running

For: TheaBlackthorn

 

Sasuke had had enough, he had only been back in Konoha a matter of months and yet his life was filled by nothing but people watching him, staring and talking behind his back. It was worse than when he'd been a child, the last survivor of a bloody massacre. He ran across the rooftops at break neck speed trying to get away from what he had seen. The only reason he had come back was because of that special someone and he'd been...he shook the image out of his head. He ignored the fact that tears were trailing behind him or that his chest felt like it was being ripped in two. He just had to get away. He was running as hard as he could, praying the burn in his legs might eventually out weight the ache in his chest.

 

He never heard the footsteps behind him. But he did feel a sudden rush of air to his left before he blindly collided with someone's body. He sent chakra spinning to his feet to prevent him from falling from the rooftop and raised his hands to shove away from whoever was in his way. He clenched his hands into thick fabric as his blurry vision panned up over a cloth covered chest, he couldn't discern the colour in the half moons glow but as soon as his eyes saw those lips and the scars that bracketed them he couldn't help but trail his gaze higher.

 

The man before him was facing away from the light so the usually bright sapphire orbs were shadowed and it made the raven shiver. He had never seen his old teammate look so intimidating; it just wasn't something the blond could manage. He felt a heavy weight settle across his back pinning him in place and he couldn't seem to make himself struggle. He didn't notice the salty tears that continued to fall from obsidian eyes but he could feel the blond wherever they touched. His skin tingled and his heart thundered inside him from the proximity.

 

When the blond spoke his voice was deep and he sounded worried, “Where are you going Teme?”

 

The raven wasn't sure how to answer, his words stumbling from his lips, “I...I was...you...” He could feel anger bubbling up inside, swamping the empty hole that was forming in his chest. What right did the Dobe have asking where he was going? He had just been... ugh he couldn't even say the word. He brought up all his Uchiha resolve, stopping the tears in their tracks as he drew himself up straight tucking his emotions into a small pocket inside his head before responding in a steady voice, “That is none of your concern Dobe. Let me go.” He gave an indicative tug away from the blonds' chest but the blond didn't let go, if anything his arms drew him closer. He could feel every toned muscle under Naruto's shirt and though he was still angry he couldn't help but want to get closer too.

 

Naruto looked down at the last Uchiha seeing that familiar uncaring mask slipping across those features, the sparkling tears that had trailed behind the other nin drying up. It just made his concern double, he had no idea why the raven was even out here in the middle of the night but he had felt him closing in on him and then his chakra had disappeared. He didn't release his hold on the Sasuke, finding his thumb running circles over the milky flesh bared by his creamy shirt as he leant in to whisper, “Teme... please tell me.”

 

He watched as obsidian orbs looked up at him once more and he could see something deep in those endless eyes that he recognised as he saw it in his own mirror every day. There was a depth of loneliness and heartrending sadness filling those onyx pools and yet the silly man covered it with anger. He leant in resting the tips of their noses together as he stared into velvety dark eyes, he rubbed the tip of his nose softly against Sasuke's before sliding forwards and letting their cheeks rest together the heat of their dash warming his skin. He whispered softly over the creamy shell of the Uchiha's ear, “Sasuke...why are you running?”

 

Sasuke gasped at the tender expression on the blonds' face as he nuzzled softly against his hypersensitive skin, the tickle of those words against his ear made his body shiver in response as heat began to pool low in his belly. He felt panic welling up inside as he grew more aroused and he tried to shove the blond away from him unsuccessfully. He bent his head down so that he couldn't see his face, as he pushed at the bunched muscles beneath his hands, he tried to inject some of the anger he had felt but it had already bled away, “Naruto... let me go...please...this...I... can't...”

 

The blond stared down at his precious person, seeing the mask flickering and the anguish that hid underneath. He wanted nothing more than to wrap the raven up and take him home but he wouldn't do that without Sasuke's permission. He spoke quietly to the distressed man, “Tell me - why did you come looking for me tonight?” He saw pale cheeks darken to a deep crimson as Sasuke avoided his direct gaze. The blond gave a quiet huff of annoyance before burrowing his free hand in thick jet black locks that felt silky soft under his calloused fingers.

 

Sasuke shuddered at the feel of the blonds' fingertips kneading his scalp, the way his body was being cradled so close to the blond. He felt the lightest tug on his hair and let his head be tilted up as those warm digits stroked through his hair. He stared from under heavy lids up into Naruto's face, his touch was intoxicating and he could feel his body going pliant under his hands. When the blonds' voice whispered through the haze of pleasant sensation he startled eyes shooting wide and he struggled to get free, reminded of the blonds' actions earlier, “I asked you why you ran Teme?”

“I saw you.” Sasuke voice came out hoarse, his dark eyes darting to stare fixedly over Naruto's shoulder.

 

“Saw who...what me and Sakura-chan?” Naruto watched as the raven held so tightly in his arms flinched, eyes closing tight, drawing deep frown lines across his pale brow.

 

Sasuke felt his throat constrict an almost inaudible whimper escaping the tight confines as he lowered his face to hide the distress he felt and couldn't hide. His voice was thick with emotion when he could finally speak, “Yes with her.”

 

He felt Naruto's chest vibrating under his hands and didn't realise what was happening until he heard the deep rumbling laugh falling from those soft looking lips. He felt anger boiling up inside him; his cheeks flushed with the mix of ire and embarrassment, he yelled at the blond, “What? What is so God damn funny Dobe?” He struggled wildly then wanting to escape the warm, comfort of Naruto's embrace.

 

Naruto smiled down at the writhing man, smiling softly as he pictured the raven sprawled beneath him and his body undulating with pleasure. He wiped the thought from his mind as he looked down at Sasuke, the man he had spent his whole life chasing, wanting and loving. Naruto's voice was warm and lightly amused when he spoke, “You jealous Teme?”

 

“I... NO of course not.” Sasuke stumbled but quickly recovered yelling out in denial, even as his cheeks flushed further.

 

“Pity, I would have liked that.” Sasuke gave the laughing blond a deadly glare that went ignored.

 

Naruto watched confusion ebb across Sasuke's normally stoic mask, and found himself smiling at the last Uchiha's behaviour, “What...I don't...Hn.” The blond loved to make Sasuke squirm like this, but they way the raven always shut himself off upset him and made him try all the harder to get a reaction.

 

He spoke softly, hoping Sasuke was actually listening to him for once, “Sasuke... Sakura was drunk, I was putting her to bed not bedding her.” Sasuke's face remained turned away but he could feel some of the tension in the raven's shoulders ease.

 

Sasuke couldn't look at Naruto, fearful on the inside that this was all some sick joke, “You don't... like her...?” He couldn't help questioning though - he was angry at the uncertainty that filled him, but it was overridden by the need to know, the hope that fluttered like a trapped bird inside his chest.

“No.” Sasuke felt the pressure that had weighed on his chest lift, enough for him to breathe. His body grew lax in Naruto's grip, hands curling into the thick orange and black fabric under his hands.

 

Naruto watched the slow transition with a tender smile, knowing his best friend would still have doubts, and he didn't disappoint, “But ...”

 

“But nothing... I like you, very much Teme.” With those words spoken Naruto leant in, going straight for the curve of soft milky white flesh exposed to his eyes due to Sasuke's face being turned away from him. He planted a row of tender kisses from his sharp jaw down to the juncture, were he nibbled tenderly.

“Nahh... Naruto what are you doing?” Sasuke couldn't help moaning softly, pleasure coursing from his sensitive skin through his body and pooling in his lower belly. He couldn't stop the question slipping out though, his need for confirmation stopping him from sinking further into need.

 

“Showing you the only way you seem to understand.” With that Naruto nipped and licked affectionately at Sasuke's skin, loving the soft noises the raven made, as he pulled his relaxed form snugly against him.

 

“Hahhh... please.” Sasuke couldn't help but need more, voicing the words on a throaty purr as Naruto attacked his neck with lips, teeth and tongue.

 

“Mmmm... my Sasuke. My Teme.” Naruto whispered softly, lips ghosting Sasuke's skin.

 

“Dobe.” Sasuke couldn't stop the smallest grin splitting his lips at Naruto's words, heat rushing through him as he was touched so gently.

 

“So who's the real Dobe?” Naruto chuckled softly against Sasuke's throat; eyes traversing the pale skin now littered with reddened marks as his hand fisted inky black locks and tilted the ravens face to look at his own. What he saw was a passion filled gaze, flushed skin that begged to be touched and rich lips that he wanted to taste as they curved into a knowing smile.

 

Sasuke's only response was a defiant, “Hn.” He felt that shaking again and knew he had gotten the blond to laugh but it didn't hold his attention for long as he felt warm lips seal over his own, a tongue snaking in to plunder his mouth into oblivion.

 

Sasuke knew then he'd never run again.