Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Sick ❯ chapter 9 ( Chapter 9 )
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By: pizzaboyyy 
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 09.24.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.8K | Visits: 544 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 09.24.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.8K | Visits: 544 | Status: Work In Progress
It’s probably too soon. He’s gonna think that I’m asking him to make some sort of commitment. On the other hand Riku is waiting.
“Is he comin, Dad?” Riku is in bed wearing his Spider-Man pajamas. The pillow that his head is resting on is between the floppy emerald green legs of Venn, the huge bear. Riku wants to know if Naruto is going to come and tuck him in too.
“Ahh, I gotta go see, Riku. I think that he was talking to a patient on his cell phone.” A lie. “I just gotta go see.” Riku is more than willing to wait.
I trot into the family room where Naruto is sitting on the floor leaning against the sofa watching the news. No, we never use the furniture like normal people. I straddle his legs and sit on his hips.
“Ahhhh, okay here’s the deal” I duck my head and then raise my eyes to look at him. He’s smiling! Weird. “It’s not like a big deal or anything but would you be willing to come in and say goodnight to Riku? I mean I know that you already said goodnight to him but it’s just kinda like a tucking in thing. Kinda a little boy thing.”
Naruto looks up at me with those intense blue eyes and then smiles again. What is that about? He pulls my head to him and kisses me. I have no clue why. I mean not that he needs a reason or anything. His voice is soft and slow.
“I’d love to……………….if that’s what he wants. I mean, you didn’t…………?
“No, no, Riku asked! I was just afraid that you…………..well anyway………..he’s waiting.” I stood up and pulled Naruto with me.
Walking down the hallway Naruto puts his arm around my waist and half pulls me in and leans over and kisses the side of my face. He’s taking this well.
We’re kneeling on either side of Riku’s bed our forearms resting on the mattress.
Riku says. “See, Naruto, Venn is watchin out for me.” The bear looms over all of us. Frankly he looks scary to me but apparently not to Riku and that’s what counts. Scary? He’s a fucking stuffed bear!
Naruto rubs the back of Riku’s hand and starts telling a story about how he, when he was a little boy and his grandpa were staying overnight in a small cabin way up north and how he got scared when his grandpa went outside to get more wood for the fire. He weaves creaking trees and flickering shadows into the story.
Only the small bedside lamp lights Riku’s bedroom and it just barely illuminates Naruto’s face as he talks, his eyes flashing at moments and becoming hooded at others. His voice is soft and throaty and Riku is enthralled and is tightening and relaxing his grip on my hand as the story rises and falls. Naruto brings the story to a gentle happy conclusion and we both kiss Riku goodnight.
As we walk back into the family room I thank Naruto for taking the time with Riku.
“I thought that you might feel weird.”
Naruto pulls me down onto the sofa. Okay, we use it once in a while. He looks concerned. “Why would I feel weird?” He entwines his fingers with mine.
“I didn’t want you to think that I was pushing you towards a commitment.”
“Commitment?” He looks strange. What did I just do?
“Ahhh, like you know, like something that you had to do or that you were getting in deeper than maybe you wanted to.” He’s staring at me with his mouth open. He’s never done that. What did I do? “Don’t look at me like that! Look! It’s just that because maybe I feel………..a certain way, it doesn’t mean that I expect you to feel exactly that same way.” God! I’m just making this worse. Sasuke shut up!!!!
He clamps his jaw shut and his jaw muscles are flexing. He drops my hand and stands up. He’s staring at the floor with his hands shoved deep into his pockets. Finally he shakes his head slowly and sits back down.
He pulls me over to him on the sofa and holds my face in both of his hands. “You do remember me saying that I love you? You did actually hear that and you do remember it?”
“Yeah sure.” Geez he’s strong!
“You do realize that I meant it?”
“Yeah but………”
“And you did tell me that you love me? I didn’t imagine that?”
“Yeah but……….”
“No buts!”
“Bu….”
“No buts!!!!”
“I just thought,” he groans with frustration, “I just thought that maybe you might want like a return policy.” He’s got the same look on his face that my mother gets. “Like in case within thirty days you weren’t REALLY happy. That maybe………..” He never gives me a chance to finish. He rolls me over so that I’m lying on my back and the weight of his upper body is holding me down and then he kisses me really hard. His body is so solid and he’s got the beginnings of a hardon so this can’t be too bad.
He’s holding his hand lightly over my mouth. “Now get this! I……love…..you!!! I love Riku! Period! No ands, no ifs, no buts and no maybes! That’s the way it is and that’s the way that it’s gonna stay and there is no fucking event on this earth that is gonna fucking change that!” He never swears. “Now, fucking think about it, my house is two doors away and for the last two weeks I’ve spent every night with you. I’ve got a refrigerator full of fucking spoiled food and I don’t give a damn!” Well, he hardly ever swears. “I’ve probably got a mailbox full of fucking bills and I don’t give a damn! “None of that matters! The only thing that I think about is you! And you ask me about commitment?” Does he really understand what he’s saying?
I decide that I might as well get all of the bad news out. “Well you might as well know that I promised my mom that we’d take her and my dad out to dinner. She wants to meet you, like formally.” If he has any sense he’ll run now!
He doesn’t hesitate a second. “Good, I’ve been looking forward to meeting them.” Does he really really really realize what he’s saying? He’s kinda calming down although I’m wondering why he’s so anxious to meet mom.
“Are you sure? Did you ever meet her?”
“Tsunade says that she’s a wonderful lady.”
“They’re both members of the same street gang!” I wanted to say the Mothers from Hell street gang but I thought that it might sound too mean and I figure that he’s still a little pissed at me even if I don’t understand what I did that was so terrible.
I sighed. “My mother is a wonderful person. She’s just so intense! She expects me to do everything a certain way and if I don’t do EXACTLY what she wants she just keeps, well attacking would be too strong of a word………..but it’s close.”
Naruto rolls a little off of me so that I can breath. Thank God! He props his head up on his hand and listens.
“Like mom doesn’t get it that some things aren’t important to me………..or more likely she does get it but she just thinks that I’m being stupid.” He slides his right hand up under the back of my tee shirt and rubs my back. Now this really should be called a foul because I didn’t do anything to distract him while he was talking. I hope he rubs my butt.
He has a very sincere look on his face. “Have you told your mom how you feel?” My turn to groan. Does he realize what he’s dealing with here? This is not like June Cleaver! This is more like Momzilla! I slowly work my right side down kinda underneath Naruto. It’d be really nice if I didn’t have to talk anymore and he just held me.
“Nooo, I suppose not in so many words but I really don’t think that she listens and besides it seems like every time I open my mouth it gets used against me.” I’m practically staring up at him now. I know what he’s going to say.
“Well maybe you need to sit down and have a calm talk with her.” His nipple is practically right in front of my mouth. I wonder what he’d do if I bit it.
He sees me looking at his nipple and laughs. “Don’t you dare!” He rubs my chest. “You’re all that horny?”
I shake my head no. “Maybe later. I just need you to do the boyfriend thing and hold me.” He gave me a “why didn’t I know that’s what you wanted look” and then climbed behind me on the sofa and wrapped his arms around me shoving his left leg through my legs. I drop the side of my head against his muscular upper arm and exhale, it seems like it’s the first time that I’ve done that today. When I’m wrapped in his arms like this it’s like I don’t have any responsibilities, it’s like I’m turning over control of everything to him.
“His voice is soft deep and concerned. “Why didn’t you tell me that you wanted to be held?” He kisses the back of my neck and I sigh. Yeah, more of this! His left hand runs up under my tee shirt and rests on my chest.
Funny, I’m thinking about baseball, not the game necessarily but more the stuff. As the warmth of Naruto’s body is melding into mine I’m thinking of being a little boy and sitting on the front steps of our house with the warm summer sun beating down. I can remember the feel of my old baseball glove, the feel and smell of the leather and the rhythmic “Thwack” sound that the ball made as I punched it over and over again into the glove. I wonder if my mom still has that stuff? I should get that stuff for Riku.
Why didn’t I tell him that I wanted to be held? Why? I guess because I never had anyone to do this, to hold me. Being held by a man is sure different than being held by a woman. Guys don’t fuck around with twirling strands of your hair or any cute crap like that they hold you………….well, like guys.
I can remember playing out in the warm summer yard when I was a kid with the grass so incredibly green and smelling so alive and my dad listening to baseball games on the radio. I can remember walking over to his chair and watching him as he listened and him reaching out without thinking and putting his arm around my shoulders.
Riku does the same thing with me only I’m usually on the computer or watching television. He walks over and leans against my chair. “Watcha doin, Dad?” He’s said it a million times. “Why do ya do that, Dad? Can I do that, Dad? Can I help ya, Dad?”And I pull him up onto my lap and continue doing whatever I was doing and that seems okay to him. Does he do it only so that I’ll hold him? Maybe. Maybe we all just need to be held, to be told that every things gonna be okay, that we’re safe.
The next thing I know Naruto is hauling me to bed. I barely wake up as he peels my clothes off and I crawl under the covers. Moments later his warm arms wrap around me and his chest is pressed to my back. Hours later we wake up and make gentle love, more a love thing than a sex thing and very good, different than crazy sexed up gotta get off sex, but in it’s way better. Just as I’m falling back asleep he lightly bites the back of my neck. I smile as he buries his face in my hair.
In the morning Naruto wakes me by sliding a hand under the covers and wrapping it around my hard cock. I don’t think and I don’t open my eyes, I just thrust against his hand.
He laughs. “You’re too late for that, Buddy!” I open my eyes and find his staring back at me. He’s completely dressed. Fuck! He bends his head down and kisses me. “Riku is peeing and is almost awake. I told him to watch television until you get up. I’m on my way to the hospital and then to the clinic.”
I mumble. “No fucking?”
He smiles. “Nope, you’re wearing me out. I gotta go to work to get some rest.”
Riku walks into the bedroom and Naruto picks up Spider-Man and puts him on top of me.
“I’ll see you guys later.” He takes off down the hall as Riku is riding me like a horse.(okay no pervs not like that)
Riku is beating me to death so I tip him over and lift up his pajama top and blow raspberries on his stomach. He screams and scrambles to get off of the bed.
I reach down to the floor grab my boxers and slip them on under the covers and grab Riku’s foot just as he’s about to go over the edge of the bed.
“Whatdya say we make some breakfast, Kiddo?”
I make Riku scrambled eggs on toast, our usual, our favorite. He decides that eggs would taste a lot better if I fed them to him while he leans against my leg. I love watching him eat.
“Dad, how come I don’t have boxers? How come I gotta wear briefs?” I shovel another forkful of eggs and toast into his mouth. It shuts him up and gives me time to think. Mostly, Riku’s questions are no more than what they seem but sometimes there’s more there than meets the eye. After Temari died I had to start being even more aware of what he was asking because I figure that sometimes he’s asking more than maybe even he realizes. This seems like a safe question.
“I dunno, Riku. No reason really………………except now that I think about it I’m not sure that I’ve ever seen boxers for little boys. Next time we go shopping we’ll look”
He rolls along my leg to the table and then lays his head on it. He stares up at me with those hazel eyes. “Dad, does Naruto live with us now?” Oh geez, Riku!
“Kinda, Riku! But you know, Naruto has got his own house just on the other side of Tsunade’s.”
“Dad, I want him to live with us. I don’t want him to go back home.” I smile and pull Riku up onto my lap.
“I do too, Riku.” I squeeze him and kiss the side of his neck. “You know what we’re gonna do? When I pick you up today we’re goin over to grandma’s and raid the basement. I think that she’s still got my old baseball glove and ball. I thought that maybe you’d like to have em.”
He twists and looks up at me. “Baseball?”
“Is he comin, Dad?” Riku is in bed wearing his Spider-Man pajamas. The pillow that his head is resting on is between the floppy emerald green legs of Venn, the huge bear. Riku wants to know if Naruto is going to come and tuck him in too.
“Ahh, I gotta go see, Riku. I think that he was talking to a patient on his cell phone.” A lie. “I just gotta go see.” Riku is more than willing to wait.
I trot into the family room where Naruto is sitting on the floor leaning against the sofa watching the news. No, we never use the furniture like normal people. I straddle his legs and sit on his hips.
“Ahhhh, okay here’s the deal” I duck my head and then raise my eyes to look at him. He’s smiling! Weird. “It’s not like a big deal or anything but would you be willing to come in and say goodnight to Riku? I mean I know that you already said goodnight to him but it’s just kinda like a tucking in thing. Kinda a little boy thing.”
Naruto looks up at me with those intense blue eyes and then smiles again. What is that about? He pulls my head to him and kisses me. I have no clue why. I mean not that he needs a reason or anything. His voice is soft and slow.
“I’d love to……………….if that’s what he wants. I mean, you didn’t…………?
“No, no, Riku asked! I was just afraid that you…………..well anyway………..he’s waiting.” I stood up and pulled Naruto with me.
Walking down the hallway Naruto puts his arm around my waist and half pulls me in and leans over and kisses the side of my face. He’s taking this well.
We’re kneeling on either side of Riku’s bed our forearms resting on the mattress.
Riku says. “See, Naruto, Venn is watchin out for me.” The bear looms over all of us. Frankly he looks scary to me but apparently not to Riku and that’s what counts. Scary? He’s a fucking stuffed bear!
Naruto rubs the back of Riku’s hand and starts telling a story about how he, when he was a little boy and his grandpa were staying overnight in a small cabin way up north and how he got scared when his grandpa went outside to get more wood for the fire. He weaves creaking trees and flickering shadows into the story.
Only the small bedside lamp lights Riku’s bedroom and it just barely illuminates Naruto’s face as he talks, his eyes flashing at moments and becoming hooded at others. His voice is soft and throaty and Riku is enthralled and is tightening and relaxing his grip on my hand as the story rises and falls. Naruto brings the story to a gentle happy conclusion and we both kiss Riku goodnight.
As we walk back into the family room I thank Naruto for taking the time with Riku.
“I thought that you might feel weird.”
Naruto pulls me down onto the sofa. Okay, we use it once in a while. He looks concerned. “Why would I feel weird?” He entwines his fingers with mine.
“I didn’t want you to think that I was pushing you towards a commitment.”
“Commitment?” He looks strange. What did I just do?
“Ahhh, like you know, like something that you had to do or that you were getting in deeper than maybe you wanted to.” He’s staring at me with his mouth open. He’s never done that. What did I do? “Don’t look at me like that! Look! It’s just that because maybe I feel………..a certain way, it doesn’t mean that I expect you to feel exactly that same way.” God! I’m just making this worse. Sasuke shut up!!!!
He clamps his jaw shut and his jaw muscles are flexing. He drops my hand and stands up. He’s staring at the floor with his hands shoved deep into his pockets. Finally he shakes his head slowly and sits back down.
He pulls me over to him on the sofa and holds my face in both of his hands. “You do remember me saying that I love you? You did actually hear that and you do remember it?”
“Yeah sure.” Geez he’s strong!
“You do realize that I meant it?”
“Yeah but………”
“And you did tell me that you love me? I didn’t imagine that?”
“Yeah but……….”
“No buts!”
“Bu….”
“No buts!!!!”
“I just thought,” he groans with frustration, “I just thought that maybe you might want like a return policy.” He’s got the same look on his face that my mother gets. “Like in case within thirty days you weren’t REALLY happy. That maybe………..” He never gives me a chance to finish. He rolls me over so that I’m lying on my back and the weight of his upper body is holding me down and then he kisses me really hard. His body is so solid and he’s got the beginnings of a hardon so this can’t be too bad.
He’s holding his hand lightly over my mouth. “Now get this! I……love…..you!!! I love Riku! Period! No ands, no ifs, no buts and no maybes! That’s the way it is and that’s the way that it’s gonna stay and there is no fucking event on this earth that is gonna fucking change that!” He never swears. “Now, fucking think about it, my house is two doors away and for the last two weeks I’ve spent every night with you. I’ve got a refrigerator full of fucking spoiled food and I don’t give a damn!” Well, he hardly ever swears. “I’ve probably got a mailbox full of fucking bills and I don’t give a damn! “None of that matters! The only thing that I think about is you! And you ask me about commitment?” Does he really understand what he’s saying?
I decide that I might as well get all of the bad news out. “Well you might as well know that I promised my mom that we’d take her and my dad out to dinner. She wants to meet you, like formally.” If he has any sense he’ll run now!
He doesn’t hesitate a second. “Good, I’ve been looking forward to meeting them.” Does he really really really realize what he’s saying? He’s kinda calming down although I’m wondering why he’s so anxious to meet mom.
“Are you sure? Did you ever meet her?”
“Tsunade says that she’s a wonderful lady.”
“They’re both members of the same street gang!” I wanted to say the Mothers from Hell street gang but I thought that it might sound too mean and I figure that he’s still a little pissed at me even if I don’t understand what I did that was so terrible.
I sighed. “My mother is a wonderful person. She’s just so intense! She expects me to do everything a certain way and if I don’t do EXACTLY what she wants she just keeps, well attacking would be too strong of a word………..but it’s close.”
Naruto rolls a little off of me so that I can breath. Thank God! He props his head up on his hand and listens.
“Like mom doesn’t get it that some things aren’t important to me………..or more likely she does get it but she just thinks that I’m being stupid.” He slides his right hand up under the back of my tee shirt and rubs my back. Now this really should be called a foul because I didn’t do anything to distract him while he was talking. I hope he rubs my butt.
He has a very sincere look on his face. “Have you told your mom how you feel?” My turn to groan. Does he realize what he’s dealing with here? This is not like June Cleaver! This is more like Momzilla! I slowly work my right side down kinda underneath Naruto. It’d be really nice if I didn’t have to talk anymore and he just held me.
“Nooo, I suppose not in so many words but I really don’t think that she listens and besides it seems like every time I open my mouth it gets used against me.” I’m practically staring up at him now. I know what he’s going to say.
“Well maybe you need to sit down and have a calm talk with her.” His nipple is practically right in front of my mouth. I wonder what he’d do if I bit it.
He sees me looking at his nipple and laughs. “Don’t you dare!” He rubs my chest. “You’re all that horny?”
I shake my head no. “Maybe later. I just need you to do the boyfriend thing and hold me.” He gave me a “why didn’t I know that’s what you wanted look” and then climbed behind me on the sofa and wrapped his arms around me shoving his left leg through my legs. I drop the side of my head against his muscular upper arm and exhale, it seems like it’s the first time that I’ve done that today. When I’m wrapped in his arms like this it’s like I don’t have any responsibilities, it’s like I’m turning over control of everything to him.
“His voice is soft deep and concerned. “Why didn’t you tell me that you wanted to be held?” He kisses the back of my neck and I sigh. Yeah, more of this! His left hand runs up under my tee shirt and rests on my chest.
Funny, I’m thinking about baseball, not the game necessarily but more the stuff. As the warmth of Naruto’s body is melding into mine I’m thinking of being a little boy and sitting on the front steps of our house with the warm summer sun beating down. I can remember the feel of my old baseball glove, the feel and smell of the leather and the rhythmic “Thwack” sound that the ball made as I punched it over and over again into the glove. I wonder if my mom still has that stuff? I should get that stuff for Riku.
Why didn’t I tell him that I wanted to be held? Why? I guess because I never had anyone to do this, to hold me. Being held by a man is sure different than being held by a woman. Guys don’t fuck around with twirling strands of your hair or any cute crap like that they hold you………….well, like guys.
I can remember playing out in the warm summer yard when I was a kid with the grass so incredibly green and smelling so alive and my dad listening to baseball games on the radio. I can remember walking over to his chair and watching him as he listened and him reaching out without thinking and putting his arm around my shoulders.
Riku does the same thing with me only I’m usually on the computer or watching television. He walks over and leans against my chair. “Watcha doin, Dad?” He’s said it a million times. “Why do ya do that, Dad? Can I do that, Dad? Can I help ya, Dad?”And I pull him up onto my lap and continue doing whatever I was doing and that seems okay to him. Does he do it only so that I’ll hold him? Maybe. Maybe we all just need to be held, to be told that every things gonna be okay, that we’re safe.
The next thing I know Naruto is hauling me to bed. I barely wake up as he peels my clothes off and I crawl under the covers. Moments later his warm arms wrap around me and his chest is pressed to my back. Hours later we wake up and make gentle love, more a love thing than a sex thing and very good, different than crazy sexed up gotta get off sex, but in it’s way better. Just as I’m falling back asleep he lightly bites the back of my neck. I smile as he buries his face in my hair.
In the morning Naruto wakes me by sliding a hand under the covers and wrapping it around my hard cock. I don’t think and I don’t open my eyes, I just thrust against his hand.
He laughs. “You’re too late for that, Buddy!” I open my eyes and find his staring back at me. He’s completely dressed. Fuck! He bends his head down and kisses me. “Riku is peeing and is almost awake. I told him to watch television until you get up. I’m on my way to the hospital and then to the clinic.”
I mumble. “No fucking?”
He smiles. “Nope, you’re wearing me out. I gotta go to work to get some rest.”
Riku walks into the bedroom and Naruto picks up Spider-Man and puts him on top of me.
“I’ll see you guys later.” He takes off down the hall as Riku is riding me like a horse.(okay no pervs not like that)
Riku is beating me to death so I tip him over and lift up his pajama top and blow raspberries on his stomach. He screams and scrambles to get off of the bed.
I reach down to the floor grab my boxers and slip them on under the covers and grab Riku’s foot just as he’s about to go over the edge of the bed.
“Whatdya say we make some breakfast, Kiddo?”
I make Riku scrambled eggs on toast, our usual, our favorite. He decides that eggs would taste a lot better if I fed them to him while he leans against my leg. I love watching him eat.
“Dad, how come I don’t have boxers? How come I gotta wear briefs?” I shovel another forkful of eggs and toast into his mouth. It shuts him up and gives me time to think. Mostly, Riku’s questions are no more than what they seem but sometimes there’s more there than meets the eye. After Temari died I had to start being even more aware of what he was asking because I figure that sometimes he’s asking more than maybe even he realizes. This seems like a safe question.
“I dunno, Riku. No reason really………………except now that I think about it I’m not sure that I’ve ever seen boxers for little boys. Next time we go shopping we’ll look”
He rolls along my leg to the table and then lays his head on it. He stares up at me with those hazel eyes. “Dad, does Naruto live with us now?” Oh geez, Riku!
“Kinda, Riku! But you know, Naruto has got his own house just on the other side of Tsunade’s.”
“Dad, I want him to live with us. I don’t want him to go back home.” I smile and pull Riku up onto my lap.
“I do too, Riku.” I squeeze him and kiss the side of his neck. “You know what we’re gonna do? When I pick you up today we’re goin over to grandma’s and raid the basement. I think that she’s still got my old baseball glove and ball. I thought that maybe you’d like to have em.”
He twists and looks up at me. “Baseball?”