Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Truth In Dreams ❯ Truth In Dreams ( One-Shot )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Title: Truth In Dreams

Disclaimer: Naruto belongs to Masashi Kishimoto, not me. I own jack-diddly-squat.

Summary: Ever so slowly, he’s being driven insane by something he doesn’t quite understand. SasuNaru!

Warnings: This story contains sexual situations between two teenage boys-yaoi!- so DO NOT READ THIS if that isn't your thing. This is a YAOI, meaning I don't want reviews saying this is disgusting, or I should write something else besides this pairing or whatever. This is just what I'm comfortable with at the moment. And F.Y.I.-for anyone who didn't know-this author is a rabid yaoi/sasunaru fangirl. If you've got a problem with that, hit the back button. If not, welcome! Sit down, make some tea, and enjoy yourself. ^^ Hopefully this is worth the read.

And by the way, YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!

:This ends today's Public Service Announcement: :3




Naruto shot up in bed, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead, sheets bunched up around his waist. He took a deep breath to calm himself, running a shaky hand through his hair. What the hell was that? He thought, ignoring the sticky wetness between his thighs in favor of delving into his confusion. Why would I dream about that? Especially with Sasuke of all people? The blond climbed off of his bed, thighs sliding together uncomfortably. He walked into the bathroom and pulled out some tissue to clean himself off with.

His stomach was in knots. Boys weren't supposed to have heated dreams about their best friend. They had dreams about the girls that they liked. So why the hell was it Sasuke instead of Sakura?

A surge of warmth made his belly swell and his skin tingle. He had just replayed most of his dream in the span of a minute, all they way until he woke up. His body heated in a not-so-unpleasant way, and the blond found himself gripping the edges of the sink.

"I must be coming down with something." Naruto assured himself, as he lifted a hand to his forehead. His skin felt tingly and warm all over, but there was no fever. "It was only once; get a hold of yourself. It won't happen again."

The blond tried to reassure himself as he slipped under his blankets-after changing them-and drifted off to sleep. God knew what the morning would bring.

The sun shone brightly through the windows, shining right into a certain ninja's eyes. Naruto groaned softly as he pulled the blanket over his head, trying to block out the sun. He'd been having such a nice dream, too.

Dream? The blond blinked, memories of last night resurfacing. He ran his hands over his face, then peeked between his fingers at the ceiling. I had a...dream about Sasuke last night. And it felt...real. Like it was actually happening. Naruto flushed as fragments of the dream went through his head, and it almost felt like he was reliving it. It made his body heat in that not-so-unpleasant way. I'm gonna have to face him today.

The blond pulled himself out of bed, suddenly not ready to face the day. He knew it was going to be awkward around the teen, if every time he saw Sasuke all he could see was them in the Hokage's office. Naruto had no idea why it had to be there and he wanted to keep it that way.

He tried not to worry as he turned the knob for the hot water, stripped, and then stepped into the shower. He told himself it had been a one-time thing, but when his brain replayed the last few minutes of the dream, he wasn't too sure anymore. In fact, he was more than a little scared.

"Na-ru-to. Hello, is anybody in there?" Ayame giggled, as she waved her hand in front of the blond's face. He was staring into his bowl of ramen like it held all the answers to the Universe. Frankly, she was worried, because the whiskered boy was usually inhaling his ramen at an alarming speed. She was surprised he never choked. "Earth to Naruto. Your ramen's probably cold by now, blondie." The girl giggled, as Naruto seemed to snap out of his daze, and offered her an embarrassed smile that didn't quite reach his eyes.

"Sorry, Ayame-chan. I was thinking about something." The blond boy picked up his chopsticks and slurped down a few noodles before Ayame caught his eye. She was leaning forward with her elbows on the counter, chin resting in her palms. She had a grin stretching to both ears.

"I'll bet it was that Sakura girl again, right?" The brunette waggled her eyebrows, and Naruto blushed hotly as he slurped down more noodles. "No? Then who else would it have been? You're not crushing on that Sasuke guy, are you?" The blond practically choked on his own spit.

"I'm not crushing on that teme!"

"Your face says otherwise." Ayame sang, giggling behind her hand when the blond's face grew darker. Naruto glared at her as swallowed what was left in his bowl then slapped some money onto the counter. "Come on, I was only teasing. Of course you're not crushing on Sasuke."

"Damn straight." Naruto mumbled, as he jumped off the stool, and headed in the direction of the training grounds, hands shoved in his pockets. They had no missions today, which meant they were only going to train. And that meant Naruto and Sasuke were going to be paired up. He couldn't very well have Kakashi switch, because he had to train Sakura differently since she specialized in Genjutsu and medicine. Tsunade was mostly training the pink haired girl, so Kakashi had very few chances to teach his student.

The closer Naruto got to the training grounds, the more distinct the figures waiting on the bridge were. Sakura was sitting on one of the benches, and Sasuke was leaning against the railing with his arms crossed over his chest. Sakura looked like she was talking to an unresponsive Sasuke about something, and the pink haired girl's eyebrows were pinched together because he wasn't answering.

"Ohayo, Sakura-chan!" Naruto yelled out to her, as he lifted his hand in greeting. The pink haired girl waved back, the action causing the dark haired boy next to her to turn his head. Naruto faltered in his steps for a moment, before he forced himself to keep going and kept his eyes averted.

"You're late, Naruto." Sakura said, when the blond had finally reached them. Naruto just scratched the back of his head and pasted a grin on his face. If he was acting odd, both of his teammates decided to stay quiet. But the whiskered boy could feel a pair of dark eyes boring into the side of his head, like they were trying to see through him. He felt his cheeks flush and hurried to duck his head.

"Ayame was talkative today." The blond explained, as Sakura rolled her eyes and smacked him playfully in the arm. They joked for a couple more minutes before Kakashi showed up, late as usual. Sakura and Naruto just stayed quiet, tired of yelling at the older man for coming late every time.

"Yo." The silver haired man said, lifting his hand in greeting. He had Icha Icha paradise open in his hand, his one visible eye scanning the words on the page. "As you know, we have no missions today. So that means we are going to be training. Naruto, you and Sasuke will work on your taijutsu. Sakura and I will work on her Genjutsu." The Jounin tucked the little, orange book into his back pouch and lead the three of them into the training ground.

Naruto kept shooting nervous glances at Sasuke, hoping that nothing went horribly wrong. After Kakashi split them up on separate sides of the clearing, they started training. The blond was distracted the whole time, trying to stay as far away from Sasuke as possible. The dark haired teen seemed intent on touching him, though, since he was there every time Naruto turned around. The blond barely dodged the other boy's punches, and only got in a few himself. In the end he just exhausted himself from all of the dodging he did. If Sasuke had noticed his odd behavior, he didn't comment on it as they made their trek home, tired and bruised.

Once the blond was home, he collapsed onto his bed, and sluggishly stripped down to his boxers. He didn't even have time to shut off his lights before sleep caught him in its strong grasp.

He was walking through a dimly lit hallway, towards a door that was opened just a crack, the light filtering out at his feet. He knocked twice before he pushed the door open, and looked around. It was a bedroom, with a large bed in the very center, and a fireplace crackling in the corner. It cast a warm glow over the room, and Naruto found himself walking inside, shutting the door behind him. Red velvet drapes hung from the windows, matching the blankets lying untouched on the bed. He walked over to it and ran his fingers over the soft fabric.

"Don't wander off like that, dobe. You might get lost." Sasuke came up from behind the blond, and wrapped his arms around his waist. Naruto leaned back against his chest and sighed as the Uchiha began sucking at his pulse. "Come on, let's go back to my room."

Naruto twisted in his hold, a small grin pulling at the corners of his mouth. "In here's fine. It's nice and cozy. And the blankets are really soft." The blond grabbed handfuls of the Uchiha's shirt and tugged him onto the bed, never breaking eye contact. Sasuke pushed the other boy onto his back, moving up to straddle the blond's hips and continuing to suck at his pulse. The blond groaned softly as he tilted his head back, wanting to give Sasuke more access to his neck. The dark haired boy switched to another spot and nibbled slightly.

Naruto tugged at Sasuke's shirt until the dark haired boy sat up, then tugged it over his head. The blond took his time caressing the other boy's chest, fingers brushing over Sasuke's nipples. The Uchiha growled low in his throat, then leaned forward to capture Naruto's mouth with his own. He slipped his hands underneath the blond’s shirt, brushing light fingertips over his ribs. He sucked the other boy’s tongue into his mouth as he ran his hands down the blond’s waist, stopping just short at the waistband of his pants.

Naruto lifted his hips as Sasuke undid his pants and pulled them down this thighs, then shifted to pull them all the way off. The dark haired boy ran his hands up the blond’s thighs, pausing briefly to give the boy’s growing erection a languid squeeze. The whiskered boy gasped into Sasuke’s mouth, back arching off the bed as the other boy’s hands slipped underneath his shirt. His fingers caressed trembling muscles as he moved his lips to the blond’s neck.

“Sasuke.” Naruto whispered breathlessly, as he clutched the other boy’s upper arms. The Uchiha made a non-committal noise in his throat as he started to lift the blond’s shirt, pausing in his ministrations to pull it all the way off. He bent down to take a dusky nipple between his teeth, flicking the tip of his tongue over the hardening nub. He alternated between sucking on the nub and nibbling softly, his eyes trained on the emotions scrolling across Naruto’s face.

The blond let out a soft moan at the ministrations on his chest, and moved his hand down to the waistband of Sasuke’s shorts. He pushed the button through the hole, pulled the zipper down, and then slipped his hand into the other boy’s boxers. The blond wrapped his fingers around hard flesh, sliding his hand down the Uchiha’s cock to spread the pre-cum forming at the tip with his thumb. He slid his hand back up slowly, loving the long, drawn -out moans coming from the dark haired boy.

Sasuke grit his teeth at the fire coiling in the pit of his belly, and shifted to pull his shorts off. He grabbed the blond’s wrists in his hands, then pinned both of his arms above his head.

“Fucking tease.” The Uchiha growled out, as he ground his pelvis into the flushed boy beneath him. The blond’s eyes fluttered briefly, his lips parting to let out little pants. Sasuke swooped down to capture his mouth, tongue brushing a quivering bottom lip. He released Naruto’s wrists and moved lower, lips brushing quivering abdominal muscles. He continued lower until his lips met cloth, and he pressed a kiss to the other boy’s erection through the thin cotton of his boxers.

“Nnn. Don’t tease me, fucking teme.” Naruto pushed his hips forward, wanting to feel that liquid heat surrounding him. Sasuke just grunted as he held down the other boy’s hips, and slipped his tongue into the opening of the other boy’s boxers. The whiskered boy mewled softly, and clenched his fingers in the soft blanket beneath him. “Sasuke.” Naruto moaned pitifully, trying to push his hips forward, desperate for more friction and that talented tongue.

Sasuke shifted again to pull Naruto’s boxers off, and the blond sighed as he felt cool air rush his skin. He looked up at Sasuke with dark eyes, slightly pleading the dark haired boy to continue. He wriggled his hips a little to try and persuade him.

“Do you need something, Na-ru-to?” The Uchiha whispered huskily, running his hands up the blond’s thighs, up to his hips. Naruto’s cock jumped at the light puff of air the other boy blew on it, and he lifted his hips again. “What do you want?” The dark haired boy asked, using his index finger to spread the bead of pre-cum starting to form on the blond’s cock. Naruto’s eyes fluttered at the fleeting touch, fingers digging helplessly into red velvet.

“Please, Sasuke.” The blond choked out, clenching his eyes shut as slender fingers stroked the sensitive underside of his cock, and briefly brushed his balls.

“’Please, Sasuke’ what?” The dark haired boy leaned forward and pressed his lips against the blond’s hipbone, tongue carefully teasing heated skin. He made his way down to the blond’s inner thigh, and ‘accidentally’ brushed against the other boy’s erection. Naruto let out an explosive moan and flexed his hips helplessly.

“Teme!” The blond bit out, his pride warring with need inside his head. He didn’t want to resort to begging, but when he felt those slender fingers wrap around his cock, he felt like he was going to explode. “Please!” He gasped, his voice cracking slightly with his need. “Please, Sasuke. Suck me off.”

Sasuke felt his cock swell at the pure lust in the other boy’s voice. He placed his hands on the blond’s hips to hold them down, then slowly lowered his mouth onto the blond’s erection, taking him in inch by inch. He felt Naruto’s hand tangle in his hair, pushing his head down until he touched the back of Sasuke’s throat.

“Nnn.” Naruto lifted his head, watching with glazed eyes as his cock slowly disappeared. Sasuke’s eyes were at half-mast, a light tinge to his cheeks as his fingers flexed on the blond’s hips. And then his head came back up, cheeks hollowed, and Naruto couldn’t hold himself up anymore. That liquid heat set his body on fire and made his breath catch. “Oh, God, Sasuke. Fuck, please don’t stop. Ah.”

Sasuke hummed around him, pressing his tongue against the underside of the blond’s cock. He felt arousal spike through him at the sounds Naruto was making, and his cock throbbed uncomfortably against his boxers. He sped up his pace, sucking harder, trying to get the blond off as fast as possible. He didn’t know how much longer he could last with the blond moaning so prettily.

Naruto’s climax was building faster, and he clutched the blanket underneath him for dear life. His breaths came short and fast, his chest feeling like it was going to explode.

“Ah. Sa-Sasuke!” He half-gasped; fingers still clenched in the blankets. He blinked slowly, taking in his ceiling, the clock on the nightstand, and the light filtering in from outside. He sat up, confused, and felt the wet stickiness coating the inside of his thighs. Another dream? Fuck, what the hell is wrong with me?

The blond pulled himself out of bed, boxers sticking to his thighs. He made his way into the bathroom, flicking on the light next to the door. His reflection was flushed, his eyes glossy and bright. He took a deep breath as he placed his hands on the sink and put his forehead against the mirror. What the fuck is going on? Why…Why am I having these dreams? The blond huffed out a breath, fogging up the mirror. This is going to drive me crazy. I don’t think I’ll be able to take another one.

Naruto pushed himself away from the sink and turned towards the shower. He turned the knob for the hot water, then stripped out if his boxers and stepped into the shower. The hot water washed away the last remnants of his dream.

He was bent over with his hands on his knees, gasping in lung-fulls of air. The figure next to him waited patiently as he caught his breath, their arms crossed over their chest.

“You’re getting slow, Uzumaki.” Kiba barked out, a grin stretching to both of his ears.

“Fuck you.” Naruto growled, licking his lips. They tasted salty like the sweat dripping down his forehead. Heaving a sigh, the blond pushed himself off his knees, and put his hands behind his head. He was distracted again today, thanks to that teme Sasuke. But I know it’s not really his fault…

“…ruto! Na-ru-to!” Kiba yelled, snapping his fingers in the blond’s face. Naruto blinked slowly, swiveling his eyes up to Kiba’s face. He had been so distracted that he’d missed what Kiba was saying. “I asked you a question.” The brunet growled, stepping forward to slap the blond’s arm. “I asked you where Sasuke was. You two are usually connected at the hip. Don’t you usually train with him?”

A blush made its way onto Naruto’s face, and he coughed lightly into his hand. “We aren’t connected at the hip, Kiba.” The blond mumbled, trying not to think about the mental image that conjured up. The dreams were enough, thank you very much.

“Yeah, yeah, whatever. Doesn’t change the face that you spend too much time together. And you’re like a married couple, the way you argue.” Kiba said, as Akamaru barked, seemingly agreeing with the boy. Naruto’s blush intensified.

“We don’t argue like a married couple.” The blond protested, as he crossed his arms over his chest and pouted. Kiba snickered behind his head. “Shut up, you asshole.”

“Why is your face so red?” The brunet teased, his grin all jagged, white teeth. Naruto turned redder still and refused to meet Kiba’s eyes. Kiba’s grin faltered. “Wait, why is your face red? Is there something you haven’t told us?”

“No!” The blond said quickly, paling when Kiba started to circle around him. The other boy was stroking his chin like he was a detective trying to figure out a new case. “Dammit, Kiba, there’s nothing I haven’t told you!”

“You sure, Na-ru-to?” The blond’s cheeks heated again, as a ribbon from the dream wrapped around his belly. He opened his mouth to protest, but closed it after nothing came to mind. Kiba abruptly stopped walking and seized his shoulders. “Something’s wrong with you!” He said, shaking the blond slightly. “You’re acting like Hinata whenever she talks to me."

“Kiba, let it go.”

“But you’ve been distracted since we started training. It’s not like you.” The brunet pursed his lips, eyes narrowing at the other boy. “You blush when I bring Sasuke up. Is there something going on between you two?” Naruto tried to will the oncoming blush away, but knew he’d failed when Kiba cracked a grin at him. “So there is something going on? Ooh, scandal. Who knew Pretty Boy Uchiha was into boys?”

“Shut up, it’s not like that.” Naruto groaned, his voice coloring with irritation. The blond ran his hands over his face, suddenly exhausted with the world. He missed the look on Kiba’s face as the brunet released his shoulders and took a step back.

“Then what is it like?” Kiba crossed his arms over his chest and fixed the blond with a glare. Something was going on, and he was going to find out what. “Come on, Naruto, tell me.”

“You wouldn’t understand.” The blond mumbled, glancing away with just a hint of pink on his face. Kiba bit his tongue to keep himself from saying something foolish, and waited patiently for Naruto to elaborate. When he didn’t say anything else, the brunet sighed heavily.

“Is it so hard to just say you like him? We all saw it coming.”

Naruto’s whole body went rigid. “I don’t like that teme!”

“It’s okay to like another boy. I’m sure Sakura and Ino’ll go easy on you. But I’ve got your back, Naruto.” Kiba put a comforting hand on the blond’s shoulder, and grinned from ear to ear.

“I don’t like Sasuke!” The blond yelled, frustrated, as he tried to rip his hair out. Kiba took a sudden stop back and watched the whiskered boy with one of his eyebrows raised. “It’s all because of those stupid dreams! Damn it all to hell!”

“Dreams? What kind of dreams?” Kiba already knew the answer to that question, but he felt like he should ask anyway. Naruto sounded like he needed to talk to someone about it. “So these dreams are why you keep blushing every time I mention Sasuke?”

“Yeah.” Naruto shuffled his feet awkwardly, not really comfortable with discussing anything with Kiba. The brunet may have been his friend, but a conversation like this should’ve been saved for Iruka.

“I’m guessing these dreams aren’t voluntary.”

“Of course not!” The blond yelled, his cheeks turning red again. He shifted his weight nervously to his other foot, and crossed his arms over his chest. “I would never willingly dream about Sasuke.”

“Maybe you secretly like him.”

“I don’t like-“

“I know, I know. You don’t like Sasuke; I get it. I’m just saying there’s a reason you’re having these dreams. But it’s your job to figure that out.” Kiba patted the blond on the shoulder, before walking towards the entrance, Akamaru following at his heels. Once the brunet was out of sight, Naruto dropped onto a near by log then put his head into his hands.

What if Kiba’s right, and I do like Sasuke? That would explain the dreams. But I would know if I did…wouldn’t I? Slowly, the blond stood up, shoved his hands into his pockets, and walked out of the gates of the training grounds.

He felt content wrapped in warm fuzziness, with a pair of strong arms linked around his waist. A chin rested lightly on top of his head and gentle breaths disturbed his mop of blond hair.

Blue eyes blinked open sleepily, and Naruto breathed in deeply as pale skin came into view. Tilting his head slightly, he could see Sasuke’s eyes still closed. Naruto shifted slightly, trying to get out of the other boy’s arms without waking him, the satin sheets wonderful on his bare skin.

The more he moved, the more Sasuke resisted him. Finally, the blond gave up and snuggled closer to the dark haired boy. A second later, the Uchiha started to move. Naruto tilted his head up and watched as dark eyes opened sleepily.

“Good morning.” Naruto smiled softly, lifting his head slightly to kiss Sasuke on the lips. The Uchiha merely grunted and tightened his hold on the blond’s waist. Naruto felt warmth surge through him as their hips brushed, and he could feel the other boy’s erection. “Why are you so horny in the mornings?” The blond panted, as Sasuke sucked at his pulse, the Uchiha’s hands slipping beneath the blanket at Naruto’s waist. Sasuke grabbed the other boy’s thigh and lifted his leg to wrap around his waist, and gently rocked their hips together.

“It’s because you’re so hot.” The Uchiha smirked, his hand going to grip the blond’s hip, grinding their erections together. Naruto moaned breathlessly, his hands going up to fist in the other boy’s dark hair. Still rocking their hips, Sasuke reached over to grab the lube, and flipped the top with his thumb.

Naruto pressed their lips together feverishly, his hips bucking against the other boy’s. Sasuke panted against the blond’s lips, as he slicked three of his fingers with the clear gel. He sucked on the blond’s tongue as he pushed a finger into the blond’s entrance, past the tight ring of muscle. Naruto moaned as Sasuke pushed his finger in and out, then swirled it around to loosen up tense muscles.

“Fuck.” The blond gasped, pushing his hips forward as a long finger brushed over his prostate. He grasped the hair at the nape of Sasuke’s neck, and sucked hard at his pulse. The Uchiha added another finger, then scissored the two to stretch the blond more. Naruto moaned against the dark haired boy’s throat, his fingers clenching in dark hair. “God, Sasuke, j-just fuck me-ah!”

Sasuke smirked as he added a third finger, swirling them around inside the blond. H felt muscles surrounding his fingers give, and the blond’s soft moans turned into desperate pleas. The dark haired boy removed his fingers then pushed the blond onto his back and hovered over him.

“Sasuke.” Naruto hissed, his eyes fluttering at he hooked a leg around the other boy’s waist and pushed his hips forward. He cried out when their erections brushed together, and the Uchiha hissed in a breath. The blond linked his arms around the other boy’s neck and pulled him down until their lips met.

The blond tugged Sasuke’s hips down; the dark haired boy’s erection slipping between parted thighs. He felt the head of Sasuke’s cock against his entrance, then it slowly slipped inside as the Uchiha pushed his hips forward.

“Shit.” Sasuke grit out, the heat surrounding him almost unbearable. He rested his forehead against the blond’s shoulder and waited for him to adjust to being stretched too far. Eventually the blond wriggled his hips to get the pale boy to continue.

Sasuke gripped the other boy’s hips as he pulled out, gritting his teeth as the blond’s muscles clenched around him, then pushed himself back in and circled his hips. Naruto arched his back off the bed, his mouth open in a silent scream. He dug his nails into the dark haired boy’s shoulders as another wave of tingling heat swept through him.

“Oh, fuck.” Naruto moaned, feeling Sasuke throb inside of him. The other boy’s pace was unbearably slow, careful, and the blond clenched around him rhythmically. “Sasuke! Oh, God. H-Harder!”

Sasuke shivered at the desperation in the blond’s voice, and pulled out slowly, only to ram into the blond as he pushed back in. Naruto choked on a scream beneath him, fingers digging painfully into the other boy’s shoulders. He wrapped his other leg around Sasuke’s waist and pulled him in deeper, moaning raggedly when Sasuke brushed his prostate.

Sasuke sped up his pace, snapping his hips back and pounding into the blond roughly. Naruto was panting in his ear, clinging to him like wet paper.

“Sasuke!” Naruto came fast and hard, his cum splattering on the other boy’s chest as he clenched around him. Sasuke followed seconds later, his mouth opened in a silent scream, his seed pumping hot into the blond. Neither boy moved for a while, too caught up in catching their breath. Finally, Sasuke pulled out, moaning as the he rubbed against sensitive, inner walls. The dark haired boy collapsed next to the blond, his chest heaving. Naruto wriggled into his arms and kissed his cheek lightly.

“Are you ready to take a shower?” The blond asked, stretching in the other boy’s arms.

“Mmm.”

Naruto blinked slowly, bringing himself out of his thoughts. He could feel the cold water on his back, but it did nothing to make his erection go away. The dream tonight had been like the last two. He woke up with a mess in his boxers, proof of his heated dream, and he had gone to take a shower. But he kept thinking about the dream, and suddenly he had to turn the water to arctic. It hadn’t helped to improve his condition.

The blond placed his forehead against the shower wall, his fingers clutching the knobs for the water. He knew his erection wouldn’t go away on its own, but he didn’t want to…indulge himself, either. What if it just made the dreams worse?

Worse? That little voice in his head scoffed. How much more worse can they get? The blond clenched his eyes and tired to calm his racing heart. It’s not gonna go away on its own, you know.

“Fuck.” The blond groaned, banging his head on the shower wall. He loosened his hand from one of the knobs; then reached down and gripped his erection. Shit, I don’t know what else to do. Slowly, the blond pumped his fist, and tried to keep himself from crying out as tingling heat spiked his arousal. He tightened his grip and pumped faster, his breath coming out in pants as his climax neared.

A few more strokes later and his seed flowed hot over his finger and down the drain, Sasuke’s name falling from his lips on a whispered breath. He stood there for a couple of moments, under the spray of cold water, and let his thoughts wander briefly to pale skin.

“Dammit.” The blond hissed, banging his head on the shower wall. He turned the water as hot as it would go, then put his head in is hands. “No matter what I do, I can’t stop it.”

When Naruto got to the meeting point, Sasuke was the only one there. He was confused as to where Sakura was, because she was always there before him. It wasn't like he wanted to be alone with Sasuke, either. Not after those dreams he'd been having for the past week.

The blond set his bag on the ground, then leaned back against the railing behind him. He was more than a little distracted because he could see Sasuke's every move in his peripheral vision. The Uchiha was leaning against the railing, too, with his elbows propped up and his hips pivoted forward just enough to be suggestive. Good God! The blond thought, his cheeks catching fire. Now I'm starting to notice things I didn't before.

"Hey." Sasuke said in a low voice, pushing himself away from the railing and shoving his hands into his pockets. He strode over to the blond and stood in front of him. "Kakashi-sensei said something about a mission today. Did you hear anything about it?"

Naruto just shook his head, not trusting his voice at the moment. Sasuke was standing too close, and the blond didn't want to make himself sound stupid. He didn't even know they had a mission.

"It's about time, too. All we've been doing lately is training." Sasuke took a step closer, and Naruto tried to keep his eyes averted. He was afraid of getting lost in those dark eyes if he looked up. "It doesn't help when you all you do is dodge my attacks."

Don't take the bait. Don't look up.

"Ohayo! Sasuke-kun! Naruto!" Sakura came running towards them, waving her arm enthusiastically in the air. Naruto nearly died of relief. "Sorry I'm so late. I ran into Kiba and Hinata on the way here. They had a lot to talk about."

Naruto's blood ran cold as Sakura's eyes lingered on him, and she glared softly at him. He couldn't have told her anything! He promised! The blond thought back to his talk with Kiba, and realized the brunet hadn't promised him anything.

"Why didn't you tell me that they were together, Naruto?! Kiba said he told you!" The pink haired girl slapped his arm, missing the look of total disbelief and confusion on the blond's face. "And they make such a cute couple! Hey, when are you gonna find a girlfriend?" Sakura teased lightly, as she tapped his head.

Naruto glanced briefly at Sasuke, and the word girlfriend echoed in his mind. He would've laughed had it been different. He found himself fighting off a slow blush when the dark haired boy caught him staring.

"Sakura-chan." The blond mumbled weakly, his cheeks still burning. He was saved from saying anything else when Kakashi showed up, late as usual. "You're late, Kakashi-sensei!" Naruto yelled, his voice matching Sakura's. He was glad for the distraction from the boy standing too close to him.

"I heard we had a mission today." Sasuke said in a monotone, eyes flickering over to the folder in Kakashi's hands. It was thin, which lead the teen to one conclusion. "It's an escort mission, isn't it?"

"Good eye, Sasuke-kun." The silver haired man smiled, as he pulled a piece of paper from the folder and handed it to Sasuke. "Here's our client's information, and what he needs us from us. Basically, we're just going to escort him home and protect him from thieves and the like."

"Hn. You'd think high-leveled ninja would get harder missions." Sasuke said, as he passed the sheet of paper to Naruto. The blond merely skimmed though it before handing it over to Sakura.

"Technically, you and Naruto are still Genin. Sakura is the only one besides me who is of a high level."

"But, Kakashi-sensei," Sakura said, "they're ninjutsu is at a higher level than normal Genin. They could be Jounin easily." The pink haired girl gave the sheet of paper back to Kakashi.

"That's beside the point." Kakashi told her, as he stuffed the folder under his arm. "We're leaving at dusk, so that will give you guys enough time to go home and pack some stuff. We'll meet at the gate." Just like that, Kakashi disappeared without saying another word.

"All right!" Naruto whooped, placing his hands behind his head as he walked away. Finally, a mission! I should be more excited, but...The blond trailed off, his eyes downcast. If I fall asleep, I might have a...dream and say something. Sasuke might hear and then I'd have to explain myself. The whiskered boy shook his head wildly, trying to clear his thoughts. Thinking too much hurt his head, especially about something he couldn’t quite wrap his brain around. He had liked Sakura for such a long time, and suddenly he starts having very sexual dreams about Sasuke that makes his blood boil like Sakura never could.

He’d heard from somewhere before that boys had dreams about their best friends once or twice. It made him wonder if Shikamaru ever dreamt about Chouji, or if Neji ever dreamt about Lee. If they had, how did they make themselves stop?

I’ve had three dreams already. Maybe that’s where it’ll stop. I hope.

He was the first one at the meeting point, packing quickly so he could get the mission over and done with. He was afraid to fall asleep, because he wasn’t sure if he talked in his sleep. But if he did, he didn’t want to fall asleep around Sasuke if he ended up dreaming.

Sakura was the second person to get to the meeting point, followed by Sasuke a few minutes later. The pink haired girl made small talk, bothered by how quiet Naruto was being. Come to think of it, the blond had been a little off-kilter for the past three days. She glanced at him from the corner of her eyes, and sighed softly. She’d have to find out what was wrong when they were alone.

Kakashi showed up a couple minutes later, actually on time for once, with an old man following closely behind him. Naruto could guess this was their client.

“This is Sakijima-san, our client.” Kakashi explained, waving at the old man behind him. He was a short man, with a hunched back and tiny, black eyes. He had a kind smile and tiny, wrinkled hands.

“My full name is Sakijima Kazushi. Please escort me safely to my home.” The man bowed deeply, giving Team 7 a full view of his balding head. Naruto tried not to laugh at the pattern his remaining hair made.

“I’m Uzumaki Naruto! One day, I plan on becoming the Hokage!” Naruto said, flashing the man a thumb’s up and grinning from ear to ear.

“The Hokage, eh?” Sakijima smiled, stroking his chin with his thumb and two wrinkled fingers. There was a strange twinkle in his eyes. “Being the Hokage is a difficult task. Good luck, young man.” He patted the blond on the head as he passed, laughing cheerfully when the blond swatted his hand away.

“Sakijima-san, where do you really live?” Sakura asked, as she came up to walk by his side. Naruto and Sasuke walked slowly behind them.

“Wave country!” Sakijima smiled, his eyes twinkling as he turned to look at her. Some of his teeth were missing. “I don’t think I out that on the information sheet. Can’t be helped, I guess.”

Naruto was only half listening to their conversation. His thoughts were on something a little close to home, or actually right next to him. Sasuke was standing too close again, and Naruto could faintly smell something sweet.

God, he smells good. Naruto thought, his eyes drifting to the side briefly. Sasuke was staring straight ahead, past Kakashi and the others, with his hands in his pockets. The blond liked the way he walked, so confident and graceful at the same time. Ugh. I’m starting to sound like Sakura-chan. The blond huffed.

“…oh, yes. Tsunade-sama is a great Hokage. Konoha is lucky to have her.” Sakijima-san was saying, matter-of-factly.

“You mean that old hag?” Naruto said, snorting from behind them, as he finally tuned into their conversation.

“Naruto! Sakura yelled, reaching behind her to punch his arm. “Don’t talk about Tsunade-sama like that! She’s a great Hokage! And stop calling her old hag!’

The blond pouted as he rubbed his arm, and caught Sasuke looking at him, eyebrows furrowed. Naruto blushed furiously as he looked away and wondered if the world was out to get him.

“We’re stopping here for tonight.” Kakashi said, stopping Team 7 just inside a small clearing. Naruto and Sasuke set up the small tent as Sakura went to look for firewood. An hour later everything was set up, and they were eating nutrient bars in front of a warm fire. Kakashi lounged against a log and read his precious book while the embers of the fire popped in the air.

I have to go to sleep soon; Naruto sighed, as he stared into the red-orange flames. Sasuke was sitting across from him, also staring into the burning embers. I don’t want to dream tonight, but there’s nothing I can do unless I don’t sleep. The blond let his eyes drift up to Sasuke. What am I gonna do?

Half an hour later, his body answered that question for him. His eyelids started to grow heavy, and he found that he couldn’t keep them open. So with a long yawn and a stretch, he said his good nights and crawled into the tent. He forgot to be worried about his dreams.

The shower was what woke him up. Blinking the sleep out of his eyes, Naruto sat up and looked around. Clothes were strewn about the floor from last night, and the blankets were half off the bed. He felt his cheeks heat.

Looks like we went a little crazy last night, the blond thought, as he noticed the dark, red marks dotting his stomach and what he could see of his shoulders. Sasuke left too many hickeys, dammit! I told him to keep them to a minimum! The blond crawled out of bed, wincing when his lower back protested. Damn teme was too rough last night.

Naruto grabbed his boxers from the floor, and thought twice about slipping them on. Instead, he went into the bathroom and pulled back the shower curtain.

“Oi, let me get in with you.” He said, watching as Sasuke stopped rinsing his hair to stare at him. The next minute, though, the moment was over and the Uchiha looked away. “You left hickeys everywhere, teme.” Naruto informed the other boy.

“I see that.” Sasuke said unconcernedly, as he grabbed the body wash from the ledge. He poured a generous amount onto a washcloth and started to wash his body. Naruto was still scowling at him as he crossed his arms over his chest.

“My ass hurts, you jackass.” The blond growled as Sasuke continued to ignore him. He was getting frustrated. “Would you hurry up?!”

Sasuke grabbed the blond’s arm, yanked him into the shower, and then pulled the curtain shut. He wrapped his arms around the blond’s waist, and pressed a soft kiss to his temple.

“Last night was wonderful.” He murmured, his lips drifting to the sensitive spot just under the blond’s ear. “We should do it again tonight.”

“No.” Naruto said, pushing the other boy away half-heartedly. He felt his body already reacting to the small stimulation to his ear. “Get out so I can shower. You’re too distracting.”

“But, Na-ru-to,” Sasuke groaned, pulling the blond flush against his chest, fingers groping his bottom. “The showers a perfect place to do it. I can shove you up against the wall and have my way with you.” The dark haired boy nipped at the blond’s earlobe then trailed his lips down the other boy’s neck. He sucked briefly at his pule, leaving another hickey in his wake.

“I said no!” The blond growled out, shoving at Sasuke’s shoulders. He reached for the shampoo on the ledge, and sighed heavily when he felt Sasuke’s arms wrap around him from behind. The other boy was hard. “Would you let me shower?!”

“Mmm.” Sasuke hummed, sucking at the blond’s pulse as his hand left Naruto’s waist, slender fingers wrapping around his growing erection. The blond nearly dropped the shampoo as the Uchiha gave him a slow stroke. “You know you can’t resist me for long, dobe.” Sasuke smirked, grinding forward into the blond’s back.

Naruto dropped the shampoo, the bottle narrowly missing his feet, and grabbed the hand on his cock with both of his. He leaned back against Sasuke’s chest, eyes fluttering as he moved their hands, quickly working himself to full erection. The dark haired boy tightened his grip, stroking the blond faster as he latched onto a tanned shoulder with his mouth.

Naruto’s legs felt like jelly. The only thing that was holding him up was that arm around his waist. He no longer felt the warm water beating on his back as he felt that familiar pressure building in his lower stomach.

The blond bolted upright, his fingers clenching in his sleeping bag. It took him a moment to realize he was awake and Sasuke was asleep next to him. He realized, more embarrassingly, that he was still hard. Then one thought seemed to stick in his mind: Sasuke is asleep next to me.

Naruto took a deep breath, and chanced a look at his dark haired teammate. Sasuke was sleeping on his side, facing the blond, with his hands curled towards his face. His lips were slightly parted, and small breaths escaped now and then.

He looks peaceful, the blond sighed, reaching out instinctively to brush Sasuke’s hair out of his eyes. He caught himself half-way, though, and stared at his hand until it went out of focus. What the hell…?

A soft intake of breath caught his attention, and Naruto lifted his eyes reluctantly. Sasuke had rolled onto his back, arms resting palm up on either side of his head. His blanket had fallen below his waist, shirt bunched up above his navel to show the expanse of the pale skin underneath. Naruto swallowed convulsively and turned his head away.

Calm down, baka, he’s sleeping! The blond ran a shaky hand through his hair, the spikes springing back to where they were. He had no idea what woke him up. It was quiet outside, calm, and they only sounds that could be heard were the crickets and Sasuke’s gentle breaths. Naruto looked at him again; blue eyes taking in pale skin and slightly parted lips. He felt a slow blush spread over his cheeks and fought it only briefly. There was a sudden, overpowering need to crush his lips against the other boy’s as the blond licked his dry lips. Sweet Jesus, I think Kiba’s right. I do like Sasuke.

Before Naruto could stop and think about it, he was already leaning forward, hand gripping the Uchiha’s chin to turn his head. His breath came out rapidly, eyes half-mast as he lowered his head. His stomach fluttered when their lips touched, only briefly, and he felt his erection spring back to life.

The blond pulled back abruptly, like he’d been burned, and clenched his fingers in the blanket. I should be able to control myself better, dammit! Naruto growled as he kicked his blankets off, and practically ripped the tent in his haste to get out. He stomped into his sandals, and took a random path into the woods. I won’t be able to look him in the eyes now. Not when I know what just happened…

The sun was just rising when the blond headed back to camp. Hands shoved into his pockets, a contemplative frown on his face. Kakashi looked up from his book as the blond walked into the clearing and offered the blond a nutrient bar. The whiskered boy took it wordlessly, dropped onto a log, and peeled off the wrapper. He took small bites, not really hungry, but feeling like he should put up a front for the silver haired man.

“Ohayo!” Sakura sang, as she stepped into the clearing, swinging a small bag back and forth in her hands. It looked like she had just finished bathing. “Is Sakijima-san up yet? I want to get going soon!” Her eyes drifted over to Naruto when the blond didn’t shout that he agreed with her.

“Ohayo, minna-san!” Sakijima chirped, full of energy, as he climbed out of his tent. He sauntered over to Kakashi, who reached up to hand him a nutrient bar. “Today is a lovely day, isn’t it, Hatake-san?” The balding man dropped onto a log and ate his breakfast.

“Where’s Sasuke-kun?” Sakura asked, taking a seat next to Naruto. The blond tensed at Sasuke’s name, his thoughts immediately going to last night. “He was here when I left.”

“He went to bathe.” Kakashi said, lifting his hand to wave in some vague direction. “Someone should go get him.” Sakura’s eyes brightened, and she was about to jump up and volunteer when Kakashi pointed at Naruto. “ Go get him, Naruto.”

Figures. Dammit. The pushed himself off the log and walked in the general direction Kakashi had waved. It didn’t take him very long to find the small pond where Sasuke was bathing, cleverly hidden behind gnarled trees. Naruto stepped in between them, ready to yell at Sasuke to hurry up, when all of his words died in his throat. The Uchiha was already coming out of the water, tiny rivulets running down his pale skin. And he was completely naked.

Oh, sweet Jesus, he’s naked! The blond shrieked inside his head, cheeks burning as he hurried to cover his eyes with his hands. Heart beating rapidly in his chest, Naruto felt his body heat in that not-so-unpleasant way. Count to five and it’ll go away. 1, 2, 3… The blond peeked between his fingers, and felt all the breath leave him.

Sasuke was toweling himself dry, muscles flexing in the orange-red glow of the rising sun. His hair hung limp, not sticking up in the back like it usually did. Not to mention Naruto’s eyes were drawn to a certain part of his teammate’s anatomy.

Naruto closed his fingers and leaned his back against the tree. There was a warm fluttering in his stomach as he tried to force words out of his mouth; it felt so dry.

“Oi, teme!” Naruto yelled, his voice coming out much calmer than he actually felt. The blond poked his head between the trees, half-disappointed and half-relieved when he noticed the other boy was fully clothed. “Kakashi-sensei sent me to get you! He said to hurry up!”

Sasuke’s reply was barely audible as he started to walk up the steep hill, hands shoved into his pockets in that familiar, nonchalant pose. Naruto tried not to think about how good he looked doing it.

“We go back to training tomorrow.” The Uchiha said in a monotone, trying to break the awkward silence between them. The other boy just nodded distractedly, his blue eyes fixed on the trees in the distance. Sasuke turned to look at him, dark eyes questioning. “Shouldn’t you be complaining about how boring this mission is?”

Naruto jumped, turning to stare dumbly at his teammate, and swallowed thickly. “It’s not that boring. Sakijima-san is kind’ve interesting.” The blond said hastily, pasting a grin on his face to stop the other boy from looking at him like he knew what he was actually thinking.

Sasuke took his answer at face-value, not really believing the blond and choosing not to call him out on his off-kilter behavior. Everybody had their off days; this week seemed to be Naruto’s.

As soon as they got into camp, they packed up the tents and headed out. They were in Wave Country by noon, and Sakijima had somehow talked them into eating dinner with his family.

They met his wife, Kyoko, and she was just as energetic as her husband was. They all met his three grandchildren: Haru, Minako, and Jirou. They were just like their grandfather: hyper, energetic, and completely fun loving.

Team 7 said good bye at dusk, and made it to Konoha sometime after midnight. Naruto crawled into bed with his clothes still on, and fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.

Blue eyes blinked at the digital clock next to the bed, red numbers blinking 11:30 a.m. at him. He twisted himself into the sheets, not ready to get out of bed just yet. His clothes were twisted around, making it hard for him to move his arms or legs.

No dreams last night, he thought, sitting up and pushing his blanket off of him. He sat there for a minute, confusion replacing the fogginess in his brain. Does that mean it’s all over? It was just a weird phase? Naruto scratched his chin thoughtfully, and after a moment just shrugged it off and went to take a shower.

Kakashi had given them the day off, and Naruto didn’t know how to keep himself busy. The only idea he had was to go and talk to Kiba. If the dreams had stopped did that mean the attraction did, too?

Maybe I can finally focus on Sakura-chan, the blond nodded conclusively, but somewhere in the back of his mind he wasn’t so sure. He turned on the shower and stripped out of his boxers, worried about the day to come.

“You what?!” Kiba hissed, slamming his fist on the counter, and scaring the other customers. The brunet grinned sheepishly, then turned his angry, brown eyes on the distracted boy next to him. “You what?” He hissed angrily, chopsticks halfway to his mouth.

Naruto’s face turned red, “Nothing. Just forget I said anything.” The blond hastily stuffed some noodles in his mouth before Kiba started to ask him any more questions.

“Don’t pull that bullshit with me! I know what you said!” Kiba paused to take a breath, put some noodles in his mouth, and chewed them thoughtfully. He wasn’t surprised to find out that Naruto had kissed Sasuke-while the Uchiha was asleep, mind you-since he’d been having dreams about the other boy. The brunet shuddered, “Man, I can’t believe you like him.”

“Drop it, Kiba.” Naruto grumbled, as he stuffed more ramen into his mouth. Thankfully last night had been dream-free, but that didn’t mean his thoughts would give him a break. “Every time I try to forget, it just makes me feel weird.”

“’Cause you like him.” Kiba grinned wickedly, twisting his chopsticks around a few curly noodles. He slurped them up, then drained the broth from his bowl. “Don’t worry, Naruto. I’ve got your back no matter what.” The brunet flashed him a thumbs up before ordering more ramen.

Naruto stared at him for a moment, the words he was going to say lodged in his throat. Why can’t that bastard be more like Kiba? Hell, I’d probably be more excited about liking him. The blond took a thoughtful bite of his ramen, and swallowed around the lump in his throat.

“Oi, dobe.” The blond jumped, and choked on the ramen still making its way down his throat. Kiba thumped him on the back, snickering despite what was happening. Sasuke watched the whole scene with a calm expression and blank eyes.

“Smooth move, dumbass.” Kiba laughed, nudging the blond boy with his elbow. Naruto just glared at him, and then turned his blue eyes on Sasuke.

“What do you want, Sasuke-teme?” The blond asked, ignoring the soft fluttering in his stomach. He turned his head back around to send a threatening glare at the still-laughing Kiba, and stuffed some ramen into his mouth. That only caused the brunet to laugh more, as he tried to stifle it with his jacket sleeve. Naruto kicked him in the shin underneath the counter.

“You want to spar for a while?” Sasuke asked, confused by Kiba’s sudden amusement at his question. His blond teammate kicked the laughing boy again, and hastily swallowed what was in his mouth to answer.

“Sorry, teme, but I already promised Kiba.” Naruto lied, grinning apologetically at the taller boy.

“I don’t know, Naruto.” Kiba said, grinning wickedly at his blond friend. He glanced at Sasuke, then wriggled his eyebrows suggestively. “I might go and see Hinata. Why don’t you go and spar with Sasuke?”

Naruto’s glare clearly read ‘I’ll kill you, I swear to God!’ The blond suppressed a groan as he stared into his bowl of ramen.

“Never mind. I need to get in a couple of spars before tomorrow’s mission. Sorry, Sasuke, but blondie’s all mine today.” The brunet slung an arm over Naruto’s shoulders, and smirked dryly at the dark haired boy. “Maybe some other time, ne?”

“Hn.” Sasuke narrowed his eyes at the brunet, then huffed, turning on his heel and walking away. The minute he was out of hearing range, Kiba broke into hysterical laughter.

“You really know how to woo a guy.” Kiba joked, slapping the blond on the back. Naruto winced as he shot an icy glare at the brunet.

“I’m not ‘wooing’ anybody, you asshole. That’s just you being a shit.” Naruto slid off the stool, shoving his hands into his pockets as he turned to look at Kiba with two sparkling, blue eyes. “So, since we lied to Sasuke-teme, we should probably do something.” The blond said, as he watched Kiba pay for their orders.

“Sure. Not like I have something to do. Hinata is on a mission today.” Kiba slid off the stool, and the two boys walked off down the street. The brunet placed his hands behind his head and sighed. “So are you going to tell Sasuke that you love him, or are you gonna keep it all hush-hush?”

“I don’t love him, Kiba. And no, I’m not telling him.”

“’No? What do you mean ‘no’?”

“I mean no. Telling him would just make everything awkward.”

“Isn’t it already?” Kiba asked, exasperated.

“I’m hoping these…feelings will just go away. I can’t like him.” Naruto bit his lip, waiting for the brunet to go off on him. But Kiba stayed quiet, a thoughtful expression on his face. The blond stared at him for a second before looking away, not knowing what to say about the other boy’s expression.

“You know what? Let’s spar. Maybe it’ll take your mind off of things.” Kiba grinned, as he grabbed the other boy’s wrist. They took a short detour and ended up at the training ground.

When the dust had cleared, both boys stood facing each other, fingers twitching, eyes narrowed. Their chests heaved with labored breaths, beads of sweat rolling down their foreheads.

Kiba barked out a short laugh, “Not distracted anymore, eh, Uzumaki?” The brunet teased, his grin all jagged, white teeth.

Naruto blinked once, twice, before Kiba’s meaning finally sank in. “Shut up, you asshole.” The blond hissed, crossing his arms over his chest as a red-hot blush rapidly spread over his cheeks. Damn Kiba. I have enough problems without him teasing me about them!

“You looove him.” The brunet tried to hold back his laughter-but not quite succeeding-as the other boy’s race turned red again, like a tomato.

“Kiba, knock it off.” Naruto growled.

“But it’s hilarious!” The dog boy grinned, taking a step back from Naruto’s death glare. He felt shivers run up and down his spin from the ice in those blue eyes. “Okay, okay. It’s not hilarious.”

The blond huffed out a breath, and turned his eyes to the hazy skyline. “I’m gonna get going. I need to wake up early tomorrow.” Naruto lied, turning away from Kiba without saying another word.

“Naruto, I’m sorry! I was just kidding!” The brunet yelled after him. Naruto just lifted his hand and waved behind him.

“See ya, Kiba.” He called over his shoulder. Bastard. I know this is funny to you, but it’s hell to me. The blond shoved his hands into his pockets, thoughts racing ahead to tomorrow. They went back to training: Kakashi with Sakura, and Naruto with Sasuke. He had the sudden urge not to go. Don’t be an idiot. You have to go to training tomorrow.

Naruto climbed the stairs to his apartment, still deep in thought. At the last minute, he lifted his head, and saw Sasuke standing next to his door. Steps faltering, the blond raised a questioning eyebrow.

“What are you doing here, teme?” The blond asked, stopping in front of his door and pulling his key out of his pocket. Sasuke watched him carefully, as the blond unlocked his door and pulled it open.

“You’re been avoiding me.” The Uchiha accused, following the other boy into the apartment and shutting the door behind them. As soon as he heard the click, warning lights were flashing in Naruto’s head.

“I haven’t been avoiding you, Sasuke.”

“So it’s just coincidence that every time I try to talk to you, something just happens to come up?” The dark haired boy gasped, frustration coloring his words. The blond took a step back, tried to stammer out an apology, but his mouth wouldn’t move. He never noticed how sexy Sasuke was when he was angry. “Don’t tell me you’re not avoiding me. I’m not stupid.”

“Sasuke, I’m not-“

“-Yes, you are. I saw the look you gave Kiba earlier. You’re avoiding me and I want to know why.” The Uchiha pinned Naruto with his eyes, and the blond just stared dumbly at him.

I can’t very well tell him the truth. He’d just flip out on me! Naruto swallowed hard, and only managed a nervous smile. Shit!

“I haven’t really been…avoiding you. Okay, I have, but not really.” Naruto scratched the back of his head, knowing he wasn’t making any sense. How was he supposed to explain this to Sasuke without letting slip the fact about his dreams? “And it really doesn’t have anything to do with you. It’s just…me.”

“And?” Sasuke huffed. Naruto looked up at him, a light blush spreading over his cheeks, and felt his voice die in his throat. The other boy’s eyes had softened somewhat, and Naruto felt a sudden, over powering need to kiss him. “So what’s wrong with you?” The Uchiha asked, unaware of the slow heat creeping into his teammate’s cheeks.

The blond swallowed thickly, knowing he’d have to come up with some feasible explanation for his avoidance. “I, uh, I can’t really explain it.” Naruto managed weakly, coughing into his fist. Sasuke snorted softly then half rolled his eyes like he knew what the blond was going to say.

“Right. Since you obviously won’t give me a straight answer, I’m guessing it has something to do with me.” The dark haired boy crossed his arms over his chest, and turned his narrowed gaze on an innocent pillow. His cheeks were red with anger, and Naruto never thought he looked better. “Forget it. I don’t care what you do. I’ll see you around, dobe.” Just as Sasuke was about to leave, without really thinking, Naruto reached out and seized his wrist. He felt a rush of warmth tingle up his fingers and had to hold back a sigh.

“I’m sor-oof!” Sasuke had wrenched his arm back, pulling the blond with such force that they both fell backwards. Naruto fell heavily on top of the taller boy, landing with their legs tangled. He felt his body heat in that familiar way as he tried to stop his head from swimming.

The blond opened his eyes slowly, taking in the dark eyes staring into his own. Naruto swallowed thickly as his eyes dropped to the other boy’s lips. God, I wanna kiss him. I really, really do.

“Naruto?” Sasuke said confusedly, as the blond started to lower his head, eyes closing again. The Uchiha tried to turn his head, but a soft palm cupped his cheek, and those lips sealed over his. Sasuke breathed in sharply, his joints turning watery as those soft fingers combed through his hair, fingernails lightly scratching his scalp. The dark haired boy gasped into Naruto’s mouth, as the blond ground their hips together. He never thought anything like this could ever feel this good.

“Sasuke.” Naruto breathed, tracing his jaw with the tip of his tongue. He tangled his fingers in the other boy’s hair and slid a hand up his shirt, stroking the skin and fluttering muscles. Sasuke tasted good, like summer, salty sweat, and something sweet. It made his blood boil and he moaned softly, his pants getting a little restricting. “Fuck, Sasuke, you taste so good.”

The Uchiha groaned softly underneath him, moving his hips against the other boy’s. His skin felt tingly all over, like a small fever was making its way sluggishly through his veins. It was sickly sweet, and addictive, like some sort of twisted drug. Naruto, the supposedly crazy-for-Sakura blond boy, was here practically molesting him. He couldn’t say a part of him didn’t like it.

Naruto’s hand was rough on his skin, possessively grasping at the muscles underneath, making them bunch and quiver.

“So submissive.” Naruto hummed, dropping his lips down to the other boy’s neck, sucking hard at his pulse. The next minute their positions were reversed, and Sasuke was hovering over him dangerously. He unzipped the blond’s jacket slowly, keeping his eyes locked on Naruto’s face.

“Submissive? Me?” Sasuke teased gently, fingers playing over mesh-covered muscles. Naruto shivered and licked his lips slowly, teasingly, trying to get Sasuke to kiss him. He smirked when the Uchiha complied, and those soft lips closed over his own. It was a sweet feeling, when those lips closed over his, so soft and not at all like the usually stoic boy making his body light up.

Sasuke pulled that orange jacket down Naruto’s arms, Naruto having to sit up for it to come off completely. The blond sighed softly as the other boy’s hands trailed down his sides, and hooked into his black shirt.

“Touch me.” Naruto murmured between kisses, running his tongue between the crevice of Sasuke’s lips. To the blond’s surprise, the Uchiha sucked his tongue into his mouth, and put a hand flat on his belly. Those slender fingers stroked up his sides and fluttered over his ribs. As their tongues battled for dominance, their steady grinding grew more desperate as the minutes passed.

The blond grabbed the bottom of Sasuke’s shirt, pausing in the kiss to pull it over his head. He ran his hands over the smooth expanse of skin presented to him, and kissed Sasuke more desperately until his head was spinning.

Naruto’s black shirt left his torso, and Sasuke’s lips traveled down his neck, and stopped to suck at a point just above his shoulder. It sent a staggering heat rushing to his erection, and he moaned outright as he bucked his hips. He wanted to stop drawing everything out and just have Sasuke inside him.

“Sasuke.” The blond groaned, taking the other boy’s bottom lip in between his teeth. The Uchiha moaned softly, reaching down to unzip Naruto’s pants. The blond sighed softly, the Uchiha’s lip still between his teeth, as his pants were pulled down and off. Sasuke kneaded him through his boxers, using gentle, barely there caresses that made his skin tingle. Then they were kissing again, and Sasuke’s hand was slipping underneath the waistband of his boxers.

Stars burst in his line of vision as a warm hand wrapped around his erection, and gave him a firm stroke. He tried to clench his fingers in something, but there was nothing underneath him. So he just settled in clutching Sasuke’s arms as he thrusted up into that warm fist. It was searing pleasure, running thick through his veins, and lighting up the whole world behind his clenched eyelids.

Sasuke trailed his lips down the blond’s neck, nipping and sucking light red marks on the tanned skin. His mouth closed over a pert nipple, and the blond boy underneath him groaned out the agony of his arousal. It was a throaty sound that made Sasuke’s erection throb.

“Ah…ah…nnn…haaa.” The blond swallowed thickly, his heels dragging on the floor behind Sasuke. Naruto couldn’t take it anymore; he wanted to come so badly that it almost hurt. “Nn! I can’t--oh, fuck--S-Sasuke!”

“Come for me.” Sasuke breathed, speeding up his strokes, loving the way Naruto moaned so prettily underneath him. A few more strokes and the blond would come and scream for him. “Come for me, Naruto. Let me hear it.”

Naruto could feel his orgasm spiraling closer and Sasuke’s hand tightened on him reflexively, sensing the impending explosion. When Naruto’s head tilted back, exposing his jerking Adam’s Apple, Sasuke attacked it with gentle licks. He wanted to feel his name in those vocal cords.

“Ah! Nnng. Sasuke!” The blond choked, hips jerking erratically in Sasuke’s fist. Warm, sticky liquid covered his hand and dribbled thickly down Sasuke’s fingers. He pulled his hand out of the blond’s boxers and sucked a finger into his mouth. Naruto watched with half lidded eyes as Sasuke sucked the liquid off ever one of his fingers. “Does it taste good?” Naruto teased, letting his eyes full shut. He could feel Sasuke’s erection throbbing against is thigh.

“Mmm. Why don’t you try it yourself?” Sasuke moved forward on his hands, and pushed his tongue into Naruto’s mouth. The blond could taste himself on the other boy’s tongue. It was kind’ve salty, but all in all he liked it. He wondered what Sasuke tasted like.

The Uchiha stood up, and reached for the hem of his shorts. He pushed them down over his hips, along with his boxers, and kicked them aside. Naruto let his eyes rove over the other boy’s body, letting his eyes rest on a very sensitive part of his friend’s anatomy. He licked his lips, wanting to taste the clear bead of pre-cum at the tip.

Naruto pushed himself onto his knees and crawled forward until Sasuke’s cock was mere inches from his face. He placed his hands on the other boy’s hips to steady himself, and took an experimental lick up that thick shaft. The Uchiha’s hips jerked forward, his breath heavy as Naruto brought a hand down to squeeze him briefly, wrapping his lips around just the head.

God, his legs were going to give out on him. If Naruto swallowed any further, he was going to collapse. Sasuke tangled his fingers in blond hair and tugged gently until the whiskered boy looked up at him through thick lashes. It made his stomach flutter pleasantly.

The blond slid his hands down Sasuke’s hips, and rested them on the boy’s thighs. He pushed him back towards the bed, and stopped when the back of Sasuke’s thighs finally bumped the mattress and he sat down.

“That better?” Naruto hummed, taking the head of Sasuke’s cock into his mouth again, before the other boy could answer. He used his fist to stroke the dark haired boy, causing more clear liquid to seep out of the tip. It tasted sweet, and Naruto moaned as he brought more of Sasuke into his mouth.

Sasuke’s breathing had gone ragged, as the hand in Naruto’s hair tightened almost painfully. The vibrations had felt so wonderful, and the gentle suction of Naruto’s mouth sent little shivers up his spine. But he didn’t feel like it was enough. It was wet heat wrapped around his shaft, but he wanted something hotter, something tighter. He wanted…

“Naruto!” Sasuke gasped at an overly fervent suck. He tangled the fingers of both hands in blond hair and pulled Naruto’s head away from his cock. The Uchiha leaned down to capture the other boy’s lips, arms wrapping around his waist to hoist him up into his lap. Their erections brushed together wonderfully, and Naruto moaned into Sasuke’s mouth. He had forgotten that his boxers still clung to his thighs.

“Te…me.” Naruto breathed, tilting his head back to give Sasuke better access of his neck. Everything was so hot, so sweat-sticky, and the blond cursed when he couldn’t feel Sasuke’s skin through his boxers. Sasuke stood on shaky legs and crawled onto the bed with Naruto still wrapped around him like a blanket. Once the blond’s back touched the bed, those legs fell against he bed like dead weights.

Sasuke kissed the blond’s sticky belly, moving to dip his tongue in the other boy’s navel. He moved lower still, where Naruto’s boxers cut off his trail. The Uchiha grabbed the waistband in both hands and tugged off the offending article of clothing. He threw them off to the side, on the floor, and continued his ministrations on the blond’s skin. He took a swift, experimental lick at the tip of Naruto’s cock, tasting the small beads of pre-sum forming there. Sasuke smirked when the blond twisted his hips away, cheeks a deep red.

The dark haired boy sucked three fingers into his mouth; glad now that he had stolen one of Kakashi’s books-if he hadn’t he would know what he was doing. He lifted one of the blond’s legs onto his shoulder, and pushed a slicked finger passed that tight ring of muscles. Naruto mewled softly and pushed back against his finger, wanting to feel that rush of pleasure when the other boy brushed his prostate. It was an odd sensation, having a long finger wriggling inside him, but it wasn’t entirely unpleasant. Much better than in a dream.

Naruto’s hips bucked sharply when Sasuke found his prostate, and the Uchiha brushed it again just to see the pleasure coloring the other boy’s face. Sasuke added a second finger, swirling them around to stretch the muscles, Naruto pushing back against the sensation. His chest rose and fell with shaky breaths and his fingers clenched in the blankets.

He let out a loud whine as Sasuke brushed his prostate again, and looked up pleadingly at the dark haired boy.

“Hurry up.” He croaked, gritting his teeth as another wave of pleasure-pain swept through him. As soon as a third finger was added, Naruto reflexively clenched around the intruding digits. The pain of being stretched dulled his arousal to a distant ache.

“Relax.” Sasuke murmured, leaning forward to lightly kiss the blond’s temple. When the Uchiha felt the muscles squeezing his fingers loosen, he continued with the task at hand. When he felt that Naruto was ready, he pulled his fingers out, spit into his palm, and rubbed the moisture on his length. “Stay relaxed, okay?” The dark haired boy whispered, as he pressed his lips to the blond’s temple. He positioned himself at the blond’s entrance and slowly pushed inside.

The heat was unbearable. Sasuke gasped a couple of times, waiting for Naruto to adjust to his length. It was so hard to stay still when the little shudders going up Naruto’s spine made him rock against Sasuke’s arousal.

“Think I’m ready.” The blond breathed out, linking his arms around Sasuke’s neck. His legs dropped to wrap around the Uchiha’s waist, inadvertently pulling him in deeper. It sent a shock of pleasure-pain shooting up his spine.

Sasuke gripped the blond’s hips hard enough to bruise, and slowly pulled out until only the head of his cock was left in the restricting heat. He pushed himself back in just as slowly, creating a steady rhythm inside the blond.

“Aaaah.” Naruto moaned softly, arching his back to get Sasuke to brush his prostate. He wasn’t disappointed as the other boy thrusted deeper, sliding against exquisitely sensitive nerve endings. “Nnnn. Harder!”

Sasuke merely grunted as he slammed his hips forward, the blond screaming as stars exploded behind his eyelids. Thrust after thrust, fireworks burst sharply in his line of sight, and his orgasm loomed closer. He was all incoherent sounds now, as he clung to Sasuke, urging him deeper, harder. The other boy didn’t disappoint.

It all came to an end seconds later, as Naruto’s seed coated their bellies, and the blond’s voice rose an octave higher as he screamed Sasuke’s name. The muscles clenching Sasuke’s length tightened unbearably, and he gasped sharply as his seed pumped hot into the blond. He thrusted a few more times, riding the last waves of his orgasm, then collapsed bonelessly on top of the blond.

Several moments went by with both boys afraid to move before the other. Neither boy wanted to ruin the afterglow of the moment. They’d just crossed the line of their friendship.

“Sasuke?” Naruto whispered, after a long moment of silence. He waited until dark eyes lifted to meet his before kissing the other boy softly. “I-I really am sorry for avoiding you.”

The Uchiha made a soft noise as he pulled out of the blond and collapsed next to him. With one arm he pulled Naruto against his chest, and with the other he pulled the blanket over them.

“Go to sleep, dobe. We’ll talk in the morning.” Sasuke reached over to the nightstand, ignoring the rapidly cooling stickiness on his belly, and shut off the light.

Holy hell, his ass hurt. When he sat up, every nerve in his lower back screamed at him to lay back down. When he woke up the next morning, Sasuke wasn’t there. Naruto hoped the other boy was coming back, or else he’d have to beat his ass for leaving.

Just as the blond was getting comfortable, somebody started to pound on his door.

“Naruto, you lazy ass!” Came Kiba’s voice from the other side of the door. “It’s already two in the afternoon! Get your lazy ass up!”

Naruto grumbled as he pulled himself out of bed, wrapped a sheet around his waist, and went to answer the door. He didn’t care if he was practically naked.

“It’s about t-what the hell!?” The brunet looked at his state of undress, and his eyes nearly fell out of his head. “What did you do last night?” he asked suspiciously, forcing his way into the blond’s apartment. He eyed the clothes strewn about the floor, the ominous wet spot on the blanket, and whirled on the blond. “Oh my God, you had sex! And I’ll bet my pants it was with Uchiha!”

“Wha…? How do you know?! What if I just had another dream?!” The blond protested, wrapping his sheet tighter around his waist.

“First off, you’re naked.” Kiba huffed. “So how was he, you lucky bastard?”

“I’m not telling you that!” Naruto yelled, moving to pick up the scattered articles of clothing. He pulled on is boxers then threw his sheet back on the bed. “That bastard wasn’t here when I woke up!”

“What?”

“He fucking left me here alone!”

“That bastard!” Kiba hissed. He was going to say something else, but Naruto’s door swung open, revealing an angry Sasuke with his arms weighed down by grocery bags. The brunet hurried to grab some before the Uchiha dropped them all. “Went shopping, eh? Kiba grinned, setting the bags down on the kitchen table.

“Of course.” Sasuke snorted, narrowing his eyes at the other boy. “What did you think I did? Left him here on purpose? I’m not that much of an ass.”

Naruto smiled as he walked towards the table and peered into the bags. “So what’d you get?” he asked, pulling an apple out of one of the bags and taking a bite.

Sasuke came up behind him and wrapped his arms around Naruto’s waist, kissing a tanned shoulder lovingly. “I’m making you lunch. We got up too late, so we can’t have breakfast.”

“You’re a ‘we’ now?” Kiba blinked, also pulling an apple out of one of the bags. Sasuke just glared at him as he took a bite. “Congratulations. Now I’m gonna leave before you two start trying to eat each other’s faces off. I’ll see you later today, right, Naruto?”

“Sorry, Inuzuka, but he’s all mine today.” Sasuke smirked, nuzzling his face in the blond boy’s shoulder. Kiba merely grinned and flashed Naruto a thumbs up.

“Just thought I’d ask anyway. Have fun, you two. Ja.” The brunet waved over his shoulder with his free hand then left the blond’s apartment with a grin splitting his face in two. “’Bout time they got together.”

After Kiba was out of sight and the door closed, Naruto twisted in Sasuke’s embrace and kissed him softly, the apple still clutched in his fingers. “So we’re a ‘we’ now?” The blond asked, taking another chunk out of his apple. The other boy’s fingers were gently stroking his back.

“Why wouldn’t we be? I’m not one for one night stands.” The dark haired boy clutched Naruto to his chest, and let his hands come to rest on those slim hips. The boxers were covering them, but he knew there were bruises in the shape of his fingers. “Does it hurt?” he asked quietly, worried that he had been too rough on the blond last night.

“Yeah, but I’ll get used to it, ne?” Naruto grinned wickedly as he leaned forward to kiss Sasuke again, brushing his tongue over those soft lips.

The other boy snorted, “I hope so. Any by the way, why were you avoiding me?”

“That’s a story for another time.” Naruto teased, dancing out of Sasuke’s reach and taking a couple more bites of the apple in his fist. The other boy stared at him dumbly, his mouth hanging open like he’d forgotten how to close it, Then, very slowly, a smile formed on his lips. “But I’ll tell you a secret, okay?” The blond grinned.

“Hn. Like I wouldn’t already know.” Sasuke half rolled his eyes, not out of annoyance, and joined the blond on the bed. He didn’t realize how natural it felt to be here with him like this. “So, this secret…”

“Mmm. Of course.” Naruto leaned forward to kiss him, a soft, chaste brushing of lips that made the hair stick up on the back of his neck. “I love you, teme.” The blond whispered, brushing their noses together.

Sasuke smirked, “See, I already knew that. And I love you, too.”

Naruto’s heart skipped a beat, as he suddenly had to lean in for another, longer meeting of the lips. For once in his life, he felt like he belonged here, with Sasuke. It felt…right, like he was complete.

It was a dream come true.