Stranded

Epilogue

Disclaimer: Naruto belongs to Masashi Kishimoto and TV Tokyo

Beta'd for the last time by the fantastic Naruto7771

The doors of the ER waiting room slammed open as a group of thirteen dirty, wet, and injured people stampeded in. Itachi burst in first, holding onto the stretcher where Sasuke lay unconscious with Kiba and Naruto, followed closely by a semi-conscious Kakashi helped by Iruka. Shikamaru quickly ran in, Temari in his arms with Kankuro and Gaara right behind him. Ino, Choji, and Hinata came after them, immediately heading to the front desk to fill out any necessary paperwork. Neji, Ten Ten, and Lee were all uninjured and left with Kisame back to the plane hangar, ready for a long rest.

"Oh my God!"

The astonished gasps of the nurses quickly morphed into crisp orders as they sprang into action, shouting hurriedly. Surrounding Sasuke and pushing past a disgruntled Itachi and worried Naruto, they pulled up a gurney and quickly transferred Sasuke.

"I'm going to need X-Rays!" One nurse cried out, wheeling the unconscious raven past a set of swinging double doors. Another immediately began to strip away what little clothes he had left to expose the wound on his stomach. The head nurse quickly snipped away the bandages and assessed the damage, calling out orders to the other employees. "Prep the surgery room and get the doctor here stat!"

"Is he going to be alright?!" Naruto yelled out, getting held back as he tried to vainly follow the nurses wheeling Sasuke away.

"He'll be fine, just please wait here. We will inform you on his status one he has been stabilized." One nurse explained, keeping a firm hand on his chest. "Please take a seat and wait." She pointed towards the waiting room full of sofas. She left him and hurried over to Temari, getting her a wheelchair and pushing her to another room.

After Sasuke was taken, another gurney was wheeled out; this one for Kakashi. The silver-haired man smiled at Iruka and gave him a small wave goodbye as he was swathed with nurses attaching needled and cutting of his jacket and shirt. Iruka reluctantly watched him go, knowing he wasn't allowed in the back room.

"Excuse me sir?" Iruka spun around and noticed a young nurse motioning for him.

"Can you follow me? We need to get your hand cleaned and stitched up."

Iruka glanced down at his hand and noticed it had begun to bleed heavily again. Shocked, he followed the nurse into another room, cradling his now throbbing hand.

xXx

Opening his eyes, he saw lights flashing by all blurry and mesmerizing. White and gray. White and gray. Blue and white. Faces floated above him, appearing to fade in and out of his sight. He winced as he felt something sharp pinch his arm, and lazily glanced over. Someone was stabbing him with something. As much as he tried, Sasuke couldn't find a reason to care. He supposed he should be worried about where he was and where Naruto was, but any thought he tried to have drifted away before he could firmly grasp it. Something was being wrapped around his neck. It felt uncomfortable.

"Na…..ru….o…." He croaked out, trying hard to focus and ignore everything else. Willing his body up, he was gently pressed back down. He gritted his teeth and tried to raise his hand up to block the lights, but it was also captured and pressed to his side.

"He keeps moving. Give him another couple of drops. Get the transfusion bags ready, blood A positive." A voice commanded above him. A mask was shoved onto his face, giving him sweet oxygen. Sasuke closed his eyes against the bright lights and drifted away, letting exhaustion take him back.

xXx

Itachi paced in the waiting room. They had taken Sasuke and the others a while ago and still no news. His face stoic and emotionless, he kept a brisk pace, walking from one end of the waiting room to another. Shikamaru watched him tiredly. He had tried to convince the older raven to sit down, but had been met with a scorching gaze that had him quickly regretting his statement. It wasn't worth the trouble. Next to him, Kankuro was sleeping and snoring gently. To his side, Gaara sat impassively, waiting to hear news about Temari.

Naruto sat by a small table, restlessly flipping through old magazines. Impatiently, he would flip through one before dropping it carelessly on the table, not bothering to fully read them. He just had to do something! All this waiting was killing him! Frustrated, he dropped the last magazine on the table and sat back in the chair, tapping his feet. He winced and stopped tapping as his ankle pain flared up. He had forgotten it had been injured earlier. A nurse with hawk-like vision immediately spotted him and whisked him away, leaving the waiting room one person short.

Hinata came into the room carrying a tray of coffee cups. She handed them out and took up a seat next to Ino and Choji. They began to talk quietly, keeping an eye out for a doctor.

xXx

Hearing a steady beeping noise slowly penetrating his unconsciousness, a pair of mismatched eyes scrunched together before peeking open. Kakashi blinked several times, adjusting to his surroundings. The smell of antiseptic stung his sensitive nose. Looking around, he pieced together where he was. He was lying on a bed and a set of monitors were off to his side, one indicating his heartbeat and several other devices. He was wearing a scratchy blue hospital gown and was covered in bandages. The room he was in was dark, with only the light peeking out from the hallway and the glow from the monitors to let him see. Pale light drifted through the windows to his right. Sitting up, he noticed a figure sleeping on the small couch near the bed under the tall windows. He recognized that hair! It was his Iruka. The smaller man was curled up on the couch, with his back to the window. He hand one hand under his head and the other resting in front of him. He was wearing some nurse scrubs and had his chocolate hair down and strewn around his face.

The blue shirt had ridden up and the bottom of his back was showing, exposing a tan strip of skin. Smiling mischievously, he moved carefully, shoving the sheets to the side. Swinging his feet over the edge of the bed, he cautiously scooted off, being especially careful not to move his injured shoulder too much. The doctor had dug into his back and removed the bullet, then stitched him up and mummified him. As bad as it sounded, he could barely feel it. The wonders of morphine. As he stood up, the world spun around him, causing him to clutch onto the bed frame for support. It must be the massive blood loss I had….I'm still woozy... Waiting for it to pass, he moved again, being mindful of the wires and tubes attached to him as he wandered over to the sleeping brunette. He contemplated removing some of them, but decided not to, as that would most likely bring unwanted attention. Pausing before reaching the sleeping figure, Kakashi turned around and walked over to the door. Hmm… He cracked open the door and carefully peaked out. The hallways were eerily empty, appearing to be straight out of a horror film. Padding out barefooted, he grabbed the clipboard that was outside his door and began to flip through it skimming over the information. Smiling, he slid it back and closed the door, shivering a bit as his hospital gown parted and cool air entered, creating a draft around his nether regions.

Bending over Iruka, he gently patted one scarred cheek. "Psst, Iruka..." He whispered, "Irukaaaa."

Iruka mumbled something, rubbed his cheek, and scrunched his nose before settling back down. Kakashi grinned and tried again. "Iruuukaaa." This time he carted his hand through the loose strands of the brunette's hair, tugging softly. Sleepy brown eyes adorably peeked open and looked around confused, until they landed on him. The chocolate orbs shot wide open and Iruka sat up immediately.

"Kakashi! What are you doing out of b-mpgh!?" He cried out, silenced when Kakashi clamped a pale hand over his mouth.

"Shhh." Kakashi spoke quietly pressing a finger to his lips. He dropped his hand and leaned back.

"What are you doing out of bed?" Iruka whispered worriedly. He did a quick inspection of the taller man and was relieved to see him without a speck of blood on him. "Go back, now." He commanded, pointing to the bed. Sitting up, he yawned and glanced at the digital clock sitting on a small table next to the couch. 2:34 am.

Kakashi tilted his head to the side and pouted at him childishly. "I don't want to. I'm not tired." As if to prove his energy, he cracked open a window and a warm breeze came floating in. Goosebumps rose on his arms.

Iruka rubbed his scarred nose and rolled his eyes. As happy as he was to see the silver-haired man almost back to a hundred percent, he still knew the man needed to rest.

"Please go back?" Iruka asked quietly, trying a different approach. He inwardly grinned as he saw Kakashi go still and turned to him.

Kakashi rubbed his chin contemplatively. "I can't. It's too cold." He finally answered. Smirking, he jutted his thumb towards the bed. "I'll go back if you come with me." He offered, smiling suggestively.

Iruka felt his face heat up as he pictured what the taller man was requesting. "I can't, what if a doctor or nurse comes in? I'll get kicked out." He reasoned, trying to will away the idea of spooning comfortably on a bed Kakashi.

Kakashi shook his head and wandered back to his bed giving Iruka a nice look of his exposed bum. Scooting in and sitting up, he patted the spot in front of him, motioning the brunette over. "The nurse who does the rounds just checked my room. I'm good for the next few hours." He pictured the chart in his mind, impressed with his stroke of luck.

Iruka chewed his lip a bit shyly. "Fine." Giving in, a small smile slid onto his face as he got to his feet and walked over to the bed. Crawling in complacently, he let Kakashi decide where he would sit. He ended up with his back pressed to Kakashi's chest, sitting between his long legs. Warmth radiated from the chest behind him to his back, causing him to shiver lightly. It had been a while since the last time they had been alone together. A blush dusted his face as his brain supplied him with multiple memories of previous times. He then felt Kakashi rest his chin on his right shoulder, and felt his hand crawl down and wrap around his waist, pulling him even closer. A shiver of awareness ran down his spine.

"Kakashi, stop moving so much. You're going to end up tearing open your stitches." Iruka warned, feeling his heart pick up tempo as pale fingers began to lightly slip underneath the scrub shirt he had borrowed. He squirmed as the fingers spread out across his stomach and lit the skin they touched on fire.

"I'm perfectly fine." Kakashi whispered sensuously in the tan ear, letting a deep rumbling laugh reverberate through his chest as he noticed how Iruka kept trying to grab and still his fingers. "I can't even feel it." As if emphasizing the word feel, Kakashi began to nibble along the ridge of Iruka's neck, nipping lightly as the brunette jumped in surprise.

"Wait, we can't-"

Iruka tried to say, but was cut off when hot lips skimmed across the back of his sensitive neck lightly sucking and kissing. Unconsciously arching into the touch, Iruka bit back a moan. His movements allowed Kakashi's rough, cool hands to further travel along his stomach, tugging the thin material further up.

"Oh yes we can." Kakashi growled. He knew the brunette would be too shy to respond outright, but that wasn't going to stop him. He had waited long enough, longer than he expected. And judging by the quiet moans escaping the smaller man, he wouldn't mind it. Once more thanking the drugs keeping his pain away, he lunged forward, grabbing Iruka's shoulders, spinning him around, and pressing his back onto the mattress. Now Kakashi was kneeling in between a startled Iruka's legs, moving closer to make room for his hips. Grinning, he shoved both hands underneath Iruka's shirt and pulled it up and over his head. The taller man yanked the material up to Iruka's wrists and quickly knotted it to the bed's frame at the foot of the bed, securing his hands down. He was extremely careful to avoid hurting the brunette's injured hand.

Iruka stared up in shock at Kakashi. "You're tying me up?" He asked, incredulous.

Kakashi shrugged. "I need some way to keep you still."

The silver-haired man was leaning over him with a wolfish grin on his face and a voracious look in his eyes. The mismatched eyes were raking across his body, seemingly stripping him naked with just his sight. Iruka watched the pupils dilate with desire, feeling it on his body like a physical caress. With his hands tied above his head leaving him at the mercy of the feral man, Iruka felt a thrill of excitement rush through him, accumulating at his crotch. A shiver ran through him as his mind whirred with possibilities. Pale fingers descended and ran across his stomach, tickling him, torturing him. Breathless, he watched as Kakashi bent down and captured his lips in a gentle kiss that quickly turned wild and passionate.

Kakashi shoved his tongue expertly into Iruka's mouth, dominating instantly. Their tongues tangoing, Kakashi took the lead and leisurely explored the wet cavern, memorizing every nook and cranny. Breaking off for air, he dragged his lips down and left kiss marks all over the tan neck below him, relishing in every delicious moan passing by kiss-swollen lips. Impatient, he left Iruka's neck and traveled down to his naked chest, nibbling until his mouth came in contact with a hardening nipple.

"Oh god, wait…." Iruka groaned out, unable to keep quiet. His hands fisted, unable to move. "Kakashi…."

"No more waiting. I'm cashing in my rain check." Kakashi answered smugly. Taking a nipple in his mouth, he sucked on it, tasted it, causing it to peak. Amused at the amount of squirming Iruka was doing beneath him, Kakashi left the nub and moved over to the next one, giving it the same attention and lavishing the tender flesh with his rough licks and bites.

Iruka bit his tongue as he tried to stifle another moan. It was embarrassing to hear himself acting so …lewd. To his amazement, Kakashi was playing with his body skillfully, knowing exactly where to touch and when. The heat from his mouth spread like fire licking across his skin, bringing a deep flush forward. His heart nearly stilled as the taller man bend down and spoke in his ear, covering him with his body as he moved.

"I want to bury myself deep inside you." Kakashi whispered sinfully, almost purring as he spoke. "Every sound you make makes my cock so hard." Leaning back, he smirked as he watched Iruka's eyes widen impossibly and a deep red blush coat his exposed skin. Amused, he noticed even the smaller man's ears turned bright red as he began to stutter. Emphasizing his point, Kakashi gave a light thrust, grinding his barely covered crotch to Iruka's thinly covered one and effectively silencing him.

"Oh hell…" Iruka closed his eyes and let his head fall back. He knew he was a goner. There was no way in hell either he or Kakashi were stopping now. Reason flew out the window as he felt a wet muscle dip into his belly button and swirl around, drifting lower. His hips jumped up, enjoying the sweet pleasure and teasing the hot tongue brought.

"Iruka."

Kakashi sang out cheerfully. The brow orbs opened up and looked at him, hazy with lust and dazed with desire. The pure want and need in his eyes delivered a painful punch to Kakashi's cock, causing it to harden even more. Making sure to maintain eye contact with the smaller man, Kakashi's hand dipped into Iruka's scrub pants and wrapped around his hard member. The moment he touched the swollen flesh and began to slowly stroke it, Iruka's breathing hitched and came back at double speed nearly panting. Each stroke thrummed through his bloodstream, fueled by his galloping heart.

An annoying beeping noise began to cry out, gaining in strength and frequency. Pausing, Iruka and Kakashi both turned to the noise. It was Kakashi's heart monitor. His heartbeat was quickening the more excited he became. The spikes on the monitor were moving across the screen in crazy jagged patterns. Managing to gain control of some of his muscle coordination and cognitive abilities, Iruka grinned mischievously. Arching his back a bit off the bed, he fit his body snugly to Kakashi's, feeling the taller man's excitement press hotly to his body through the thin gown. The beeping spiked, doubling in strength and speed.

"You're playing with fire." Kakashi growled out huskily, his body shivering in anticipation and arousal. In retaliation, he gave another animalistic thrust, grinding down on Iruka.

"Call me a fireman then." Iruka gasped out, feeling waves of pleasure inundate his whole body with the friction of their movement. He felt drugged on pleasure, not caring about anything but the delicious weight of Kakashi on top of him, pressing him down. He pushed his body up, seeking relief from the torturous hand around his slick length, which was still slowly stroking.

Kakashi let out a rough bark of laughter. Feeling happier than he had in a long time, he leaned down and nibbled on Iruka's firm lips, drawing a full bottom lip into his mouth. Iruka responded enthusiastically, his teeth scraping and tugging back. He ran his tongue along the edge of Kakashi's teeth, feeling their sharpness. Hunger invaded, sharp and relentless.

Kakashi's hands began to wander, slowly sliding down Iruka's thighs and drifting back up. He slid them back and cupped Iruka's ass, squeezing and pressing them up and closer to him, reducing the space between their writhing bodies. The roaming hands then moved back up. "Can't hold back…." Kakashi groaned out against Iruka's lips, keeping up a steady, rough thrusting. He braced both hands next to Iruka's head and let his head drop down. Tufts of his long silver hair fell across Iruka's face, ticking him. The arousing scent of something that was wholly Kakashi invaded his nose, heightening all of his sense to unbelievable sensitivity.

"Then don't." Iruka bit out, nearly whimpering with pleasure. His body ached, craved to be touched. Never before had he felt such a need.

At his breaking point, Kakashi pushed himself up, and ripped off the gown, throwing it over his head. The cool air on his engorged shaft enflamed him further, causing his cock to jerk. A bead of pre-cum leaked out, running down the length. Iruka marveled at the smooth and muscular planes of his body. He wanted to run his hands along the ridges, but couldn't. He frowned as his eyes fell on the heavy bandages around Kakashi's chest and shoulder. Thankfully, no blood was present. Kakashi then took hold of Iruka's firm hips and shoved them up in the air. He grasped the waistline of the scrub pants and yanked them down, revealing a pair of black thin boxers. Kakashi could see Iruka straining to be freed; the front of the material was sticky and damp. Licking his lips sensuously in anticipation, the taller man ripped the boxers away, revealing Iruka's hard length.

Iruka nearly cried out in relief as Kakashi relieved him of the rest of his clothes. Cool air swirled around his body, chilling him. As Kakashi's fingers tapped lightly against his lips, Iruka opened his mouth immediately, welcoming the slightly salty fingers in. He sucked on them, giving each digit a helpful coating of saliva. He nipped them as Kakashi lightly ran his free hand down his leg, caressing.

Deeming his fingers slick enough, Kakashi removed them from Iruka's mouth with a wet pop and moved his hand lower, until it rested outside of Iruka's entrance, teasing. He adjusted his position, spreading Iruka's legs further apart and moving in closer. Kakashi kept Iruka's legs propped up a bit, so that they nearly were resting on his shoulders. Gently circling Iruka's entrance, he slowly sank a pale finger into the tight, hot channel. He kept still, noticing the uncomfortable expression on Iruka's face. Carefully, he moved the digit around, preparing the tight ring of muscles. He inserted another finger once he saw Iruka adjust to the first one, and then the third.

"..ng-ow…" Iruka frowned pouting slightly. The pain cut through the haze of pleasure surrounding him; it was the weirdest sensation. Not entirely painful, it was just uncomfortable and foreign. Having closed his eyes at the insertion of the first finger, they now popped open as he felt small kisses being placed on his kneecap. Meeting Kakashi's gaze, he noted the apologetic way Kakashi smiled at him. Another kiss on his knee, this one with a wet, sensous lick.

"Is it still hurting?" Kakashi asked huskily, moving his fingers faster. He was getting impatient.

Iruka shook his head. "Not anymore…." He answered honestly. Iruka found himself pushing back against the fingers, enjoying the sensations they caused.

Using the generous pre-cum that had leaked out of his cock, Kakashi stroked himself with his free hand. His gaze met Iruka's and he grinned sexily.

Iruka watched, enthralled, unable to take his eyes away. Kakashi was staring at him intently with pure erotic hunger burning in his eyes. Iruka felt his saliva pool in his mouth as he watched Kakashi's hand move up and down his length mesmerizingly. He shivered as he thought of that hand touching him, stroking his own throbbing cock. Streaks of pleasure ran down his skin, causing every nerve on his body to sing in excitement. He felt like his body was burning up, melting with desire.

He was snapped out of his trance as he felt his hands freed. Curious, he looked up at the silver-haired man who was now positioning himself at his opening. At the light brush of Kakashi's heavy erection against his sensitive muscles sent bolts of electricity to Iruka's own member. Kakashi took both of his hands and lightly intertwined their fingers. He then leaned down and pressed their foreheads together, quickly giving Iruka another demanding kiss, devouring him. Breaking the kiss, he met Iruka's gaze and captivated him with the dark emotions swirling in his eyes. Iruka trembled with the erotic desire that Kakashi was displaying.

Iruka winced as Kakashi ever so slowly began to push in. Gritting his teeth against the expected stinging, he refused to cry out in pain. He knew it wouldn't last long, but holy shit did it hurt. It seemed to go on forever, with Kakashi still sliding in, stretching him wide. Nearly whimpering, Iruka closed his eyes and bit down on his lip, forcing his body to relax and accept the intrusion. Suddenly, Kakashi stopped moving and paused. Opening his eyes, Iruka found all of Kakashi's attention wholly focused on him.

"I'm in." Kakashi grunted out huskily, resisting the urge to immediately ravish the smaller man and pound incessantly into him. Using every ounce of control in his body to fight the need to thrust, he grinned seductively at the man underneath him. "You okay?" He rasped out, feeling euphoric. A light coating of sweat glistened on his skin. A heady scent hung in the air, surrounding them.

Iruka nodded faintly. Kakashi was in him, lodged deep inside of him. And it was absolutely incredible. The sense of connection was so much more than just the joining of two bodies. Although some pain still persisted, Iruka felt amazing. A feeling of fullness engulfed him, causing his own swollen shaft to jump in excitement. Iruka slipped his hands out from Kakashi's, brought them up, and wrapped them around Kakashi's neck, bringing him down. His fingers twined in the silver strands, twisting into a fist. Giving the taller man his own desperate kiss, Iruka nearly growled at him.

"Kakashi, move dammit."

"Fuck." Kakashi hissed out, unable to keep himself in check anymore. Pulling out, he drove back in, groaning at the delicious fiery heat and pressure surrounding his cock. Iruka's cries of pleasure spurred him on, forcing him to quicken the pace. He brutally pushed back in, going deeper with each hard thrust. The beeping of the heart monitor raced, the single beeps morphing almost into a single long sound.

His conscious mind riding on waves of intense pleasure, Iruka helplessly bucked against Kakashi, loving the feeling of Kakashi's thick length entering him over and over. His vision blurred, and his body felt fluid and boneless. He then felt sharp canines dig into his shoulder, biting down hard. Unable to distinguish the pain from the pleasure, Iruka moaned out, stretching his neck out to allow for more room. The scorching mouth moved from shoulder to the base of his neck, licking every inch available, tasting him.

Kakashi suddenly pulled out and sat up, grabbing Iruka and yanking him further down the bed towards him, spreading his legs open even more. Slamming back in, his cry matched Iruka's as he penetrated even deeper than before, pressing their hips together and capturing Iruka's weeping length in the middle. He was close. His hips moved fast, quickly becoming hard and jerky with the need for release. Iruka moved under him wildly, matching his animalistic passion.

Iruka came first. Crying out in ecstasy, he froze and released his essence onto his and Kakashi's stomach. His cock pulsed and jumped as he came. Weak with pleasure and basically incoherent, he sank back, heaving and still wanting more. Kakashi quickly followed him, thrusting in a few more times before coating Iruka's insides with his seed. Riding the waves their explosive release, he slowed his thrusts down to long, slow slides, prolonging the orgasm. His spent cock slid over Iruka's abused muscles, sending throbs of pleasure to rock Iruka's body.

Chests heaving and heavy pants filling the air, Kakashi collapsed, dropping down next to Iruka. He pulled out gently and placed a sweet kiss on Iruka's swollen lips. Grinning at the dazed and satisfied look on the brunette's face, he pulled the smaller body to his, spooning it from behind.

His thoughts a complete jumble, Iruka could only try to regain his breath. His entire body felt unable to move, still soaking in the euphoria.

"…wow…" He managed, feeling the need to say something that properly conveyed what he was thinking and feeling. He felt Kakashi adjusting behind him, allowing for the warmth of skin to skin contact. The haze around his mind thickened, wrapping around him to feel oddly sleepy. Relaxed, he let out a content hum.

"…I know." Kakashi smirked, feeling strangely arrogant and proud of having reduced his lover to an incoherent mess. He nuzzled his face in Iruka's hair, every now and then peppering a small kiss. "What say you and I moved in together?" Kakashi began conversationally. "It's a bit early, yes, but I feel that it would be perfect." Kakashi asked, his grip on Iruka tightening as he spoke. He didn't want Iruka to leave, not after all they've been through. He waited, holding his breath, feeling more nervous that when Sakon was chasing him down. "I'm sure Itachi would hire you if you wanted a job," He continued, "if that's what you wanted…"

Iruka was silent. Being completely honest with himself, he didn't want to leave. But I just can't leave everyone begin. I have a job, a home….. The more he thought about it, the more he realized how empty his life truly was. Now that Naruto was grown up and out of the house, he was alone. Kakashi was possibly the best thing to happen to him since he adopted Naruto. He then remembered Tsunade's words to him: You deserve to find happiness of your own. If that fellow makes you happy, then go for it. Feeling slightly scared and nervous, he answered, his heart beating unnaturally fast.

"I say…its perfect."

xXx

Naruto slowly peeked into the room, hoping to see Sasuke awake. His gaze fell on the quiet figure lying unconscious on the bed, with bandages wrapped all over him and a mask over his face. Sighing, he entered the room. Thankfully, Itachi had finally left, having to deal with an extremely irate Kisame and work, giving Naruto some alone time with the younger raven.

The steady beeping of Sasuke's heart monitor filled the room, along with his coarse rhythmic breathing. Naruto took the chair next to the bed, on Sasuke's right side. It was now the third day in the hospital and Sasuke had yet to wake up. Kakashi had been up and walking all day yesterday, looking extremely happy with Iruka keeping a close eye on him. Temari had surgery on her thigh to remove the bullet lodged inside and on her knee and was currently doing find according to Gaara and Shikamaru. Hinata and Kiba had left, having finished up the job. Ino and Choji visited, but were ordered to go back to work despite everything. Gaara and Kankuro popped in intermittently, checking in to see how everyone was doing. Itachi had stayed mostly in Sasuke's room, only leaving for bathroom breaks and to go back to his office for a few hours only to come back.

Sasuke' face was marred by small cuts and bruises everywhere. His nose was injured from being sliced open by Kabuto's gun and had a row of butterfly stitches cutting across it. Naruto gently reached over and pushed some of the raven's bangs away, drawing the unruly tendrils back.

"Oi teme, why are you up yet?" He grumbled, feeling strangely attached to the sleeping figure. It felt odd not having Sasuke up and arguing with him. "The nurses said you were doing fine, so why are you still sleeping?"

Sighing at receiving no response, Naruto stood up. "I'm going to the cafeteria" he announced, watching Sasuke's face closely. "I'll be back soon. Don't wake up without me…."

Leaving the room, he shut the door lightly behind him.

xXx

"Hey Sasuke, I'm back!" Naruto called out, sneaking into the room. The nurses had warned him about how it was forbidden for the visitors to eat in the rooms, but not the patients. "I've brought ramen!" He shut the door with his foot, awkwardly reaching up with his foot and engaging the door lock. No pesky nurses to take his noodles!

Holding the steaming bowl of noodles and a fork in his hands, he looked at the chair before glancing at the bed. He cocked his head to the side and grinned cheekily. Setting the bowl down on the small table next to the chair, he scooted into the bed, being careful not to touch the raven. Thankfully, Sasuke was mostly on the left side, leaving him enough room. Settling in, Naruto reached over and grabbed the bowl, along with the remote control for the T.V. mounted on the wall in front of the bed.

"Ya know bastard, I bet all you need is a good bowl of ramen." He spoke aloud to the unconscious raven. "Not mine of course, but I could go get you some if you woke up." He suggested, flipping idly through the channels. He slyly glanced down at Sasuke, hoping to cajole him into the world of the conscious.

Slurping on the pasta, he settled on watching a random action movie, every once in a while turning to ask Sasuke if he saw that. Almost done with his bowl, he managed to accidentally drop his fork on the floor. He stared down at it, conflicted between retrieving it and wiping it off, or risking going back to the cafeteria for another. Shrugging he decided drink the rest of noodles. Finishing off the bowl, he burped loudly, leaning back in satisfaction.

"Oh man, that was great." He grinned, patting his stomach. "Too bad you couldn't have some." He remarked, licking his lips.

"I wouldn't want some."

Shocked, Naruto glanced down at Sasuke. The raven's eyes were open and were groggily glancing around him.

"Sasuke! You're awake!" Naruto cried out, fighting the urge to latch onto him. He moved and kneeled in front of the now conscious raven.

"How long have I been out?" Sasuke asked, slowly sitting up. The sheets slid down his chest and pooled at his waist. His entire body felt heavy and oddly weak. His throat was sore and his voice came out hoarsely and muffled by the oxygen mask over his face. He brought his hand up and removed the mask, tugging it off.

"It's been around three days since we got back. We got here at night though, so two full days." Naruto immediately responded, eager to keep hearing the raven's voice again. "You had everyone worried asshole." Naruto accused, now irate at having been ignored by Sasuke despite his being unconscious.

"Hn."

Naruto rolled his eyes. Not that again. "How d'you feel?"

"Like I've been hit by a truck." Sasuke quipped, reaching over and touching a bandage on Naruto's face. "How about you?" He asked, his voice softening. He smirked as a light blush drifted across the blond's face. He gently caressed a tan cheek, bringing his thumb to brush across Naruto's full bottom lip.

"Nah, I'm fine." Naruto smiled leaning into the touch. Sasuke's thumb continued to rub against his lip, soon pushing past them. Naruto nipped the finger playfully.

Cupping Naruto's face, Sasuke pulled the tan visage to him, mindful of his injuries. Naruto followed complacently, crawling onto Sasuke's lap. Their lips met softly and parted, just teasingly hovering near each other but not touching.

"I missed you." Naruto breathed out, feeling his body shiver as Sasuke's hands dropped to his waist and slipped into his shirt, teasingly tracing circles on his hips. Sasuke grunted and reached up, placing gentle kisses on Naruto's eager lips. Naruto reached around and wrapped his arms around Sasuke's neck, mashing his mouth against the raven's, wanting more. Instantly, Sasuke's tongue invaded his mouth, fighting for dominance.

Sasuke deepened the kiss with a little growl rumbling in his chest. Their wet muscles moved against each other, sliding, touching, tasting.

Naruto moaned into the kiss, letting Sasuke know how it was affecting him. He felt Sasuke's hands slip down further, cupping his ass. The hands tightened, pressing the blonde down on the raven's growing erection.

Naruto reluctantly broke the kiss, leaning away from Sasuke's searching lips and roaming tongue. Having closed his eyes, he opened them to find Sasuke's questioning eyes met his.

"Bastard we can't. You're still injured." Naruto brought up a hand and placed it on Sasuke's chest, backing off of his lap. Breathing heavily, he licked his lips, tasting Sasuke on the kiss-swollen flesh.

Sasuke snorted. "I wasn't planning on it. We're in a hospital. Only an idiot would do it here." Noticing something, Sasuke cocked his head. "Are you wearing my clothes?"

Naruto blushed lightly, and nodded, glancing down at his attired. "Itachi brought them over since all I had to return Lee's clothes back to him." He fingered the material of the shirt. It was a short sleeve gray tee with small logo near the breast pocket. He also had on a pair of dark jeans, slightly baggy on him. Naruto nodded towards a bag tucked away next to the small table. "He brought some for you to, once they discharge you."

"When am I able to leave?" Sasuke asked, rubbing the back of his neck. He glanced down at his stomach and at his injury. His entire abdomen was wrapped in thick bandages and

Naruto shrugged. "Hell if I know." He grinned. "But now that you're awake, I think it'll be soon!"

Sasuke's gaze suddenly hardened. "What about the others that were on the island?" His voice was a bit hoarse. Sasuke coughed, grimacing at the dryness of his throat. "What happened to them?"

Naruto slid of the bed and grabbed a small disposable cup and a jug of water and poured Sasuke a cup. Handing it to the thankful raven, he sat back down on the side of the bed. "Well there were two bad guys left on the island. No, make that one. The one that had it out for Kakashi tried to get on board but Iruka cut off the rope ladder and he fell off. Itachi told us he hadn't tried to get Orochimaru yet, so he's still free. "

Sasuke's face darkened at the mention of Orochimaru's name. Wait, how did we even get here? If both planes were out of commission then who brought us home? "Rope ladder? What rope ladder?" Sasuke asked, confused. Last thing he remembered clearly was getting carried piggyback on Itachi's back. Everything after that was fuzzy.

"Oh yeah, you were out for that part." Naruto mused, rubbing his chin. "Well, after you-"

"Mr. Uzumaki, the bed is for patients only! Please get off at once!" A voice cried out, coming from the now open door.

Naruto jumped in surprise and whirled around, immediately got off the bed. "How did you get in? I locked the door!" Naruto grumbled, looking at the irate nurse glaring at him. It was the same one that taken his food last time. He gave her the evil eye, backing up towards Sasuke as she advanced.

"I have keys. I'll ask you not to lock the door again. Now, Mr. Uchiha I see that you are finally awake. I'll have to run some tests to see if you're able to be discharged. Mr. Uzumaki, I'll have to ask you to leave."

"Aww, why do I have to go? Look, he's fine!" Naruto thrust a hand out towards Sasuke who had to duck to avoid getting hit.

"No buts. Mr. Uchiha needs his rest. You'll be able to see him later. Now, I'll be right back, but I expect this room to be vacant except Mr. Uchiha. Good day."

The nurse turned and walked out of the room, her feet tapping on the floor as she left. The door clicked shut behind her.

"She has it out for me, I swear…" Naruto complained, not wanting to leave Sasuke just yet. Pouting, he looked down and shuffled his feet before turning back to Sasuke.

Sasuke smirked. "Seems like it." He lifted a hand and crooked a finger at Naruto, who instantly walked over.

"What is it-mmphf!"

Sasuke took hold of a firm tan chin and brought it to his face, placing a scorching kiss on rosy lips. "I expect to see your face the next time I wake up." He said, mimicking the nurse's curt tone as his placed another kiss. Backing away, he smirked smugly as he noted the new pink tinge to Naruto's face.

"Teme, you can bet on it." Naruto grinned. "Well I'm out." He turned to the door and started walking out.

"Dobe wait!" Sasuke suddenly called out.

Naruto popped his head back in. "What? Miss me already?" He joked, wondering what Sasuke wanted.

"Of course." Sasuke replied, lifting an eyebrow as if it were supposed to be obvious. "But I need to ask, do you have a few dollars I could borrow?"

"What the rich bastard asking the poor guy for money?" Naruto teased. "What do you need, I'll get it."

Sasuke shook his head. "No, I just need them." His dark obsidian eyes met confused azure ones.

"Well, okay." Naruto said, looking at the raven suspiciously. Reaching into the jeans he was wearing, he pulled out a few crumpled bills and handed them to Sasuke. "I'll be going now." He announced, waving goodbye to Sasuke who waved back. The door shut, leaving Sasuke alone.

Sasuke looked down at the bills in his hand. His fist curled around them tightly and a disgusted scowl twisted his lips.

xXx

Irritated beyond belief, the man stepped out of the exit doorway into the dark parking deck. Sliding his hand on the rough concrete walls, he found the metal light switch and flipped it up. One by one, the rows of lights clunked on, illuminating the deck slowly, and revealing rows of sleek, shiny vehicles parked diagonally. Walking quickly, he slipped his hand into his trouser pocket and pulled out his car keys. They lightly jingled as his hand shook ever so slightly. Nervously glancing around, he stiffened his shoulders and marched to his car. He had no reason to fear walking to his car; he was completely alone. His briefcase swung gently as he walked. His shoes tapped loudly on the cement, echoing throughout the deck, causing him to glance over his shoulder constantly.

His lips mashed together tightly, he rounded the corner into another unlit portion of the deck and froze. Right where he knew his car was parked, he could make out a dark figure leaning against it. A small click was heard and a bright orange flame appeared. The fire illuminated only the lower part of the mysterious person's face, giving no indication of who he was. A cigarette popped into view and was lit, and the stranger took a drag, inhaling slowly. Another click was heard and the flame disappeared, leaving only the orange of the burning cigarette butt as a source of light. The man took a step back, worried. Hating himself for fearing the stranger, the man curled his hands into fists and reached for the light switch. The lights slammed on and the person was revealed. The stranger was nonchalantly leaning on the hood of his car, smoking. One hand was lazily holding up the cigarette and the other was in his pants pocket. The stranger was not looking at him, but slowly began to move.

Sasuke's head leisurely moved up, his dark eyes coming into view from behind a curtain of black. A viciously cold mask was locked in place, hiding any emotions. A bandage was placed across his nose and the hand holding the cigarette was dressed in gauze. His lips slightly turned down, almost revealing his hatred and contempt.

"Orochimaru." He spat out.

Orochimaru smiled sweetly. A feeling of relief swept over him as he realized the stranger was none other than Sasuke Uchiha, his goal. Noting that he was completely alone with the teen, he walked closer confidently.

"Ah, it's just you Sasuke. To what do I own this pleasure of meeting you here?"

Sasuke eerily was silent. His fathomless black orbs were locked in on Orochimaru as he got nearer, not blinking, not wavering. Ash drifted down from the cigarette, crumbling as it fell to the floor. Orochimaru's eyes narrowed. Why was Sasuke here? Licking his lips, he stopped a couple of feet from the teen and tilted his head slightly.

"I must say, it pleases me to no end to see that you are alive and well. It was dreadful to hear about the accident with your plane."

Silence met his words. The stare continued. A feeling of uneasiness growing in his chest, he tried again.

"Are you here of your own volition? Perhaps you have finally seen the light and wish to help me destroy your brother?"

Sasuke finally moved. Standing up, he inhaled deeply one last time before flicking the butt to the ground and snuffing it out with his foot. The shuffling sound echoed loudly. Slipping his hand out of his pocket, he fully turned to Orochimaru, stepping close enough to meet him eye to eye.

"I'm going to fucking kill you."

The words almost flew past Orochimaru, as they were spoken in such a light and quiet tone. Reacting seconds to late, the long haired man felt something jam brutally into his stomach as he tried to step away. Sasuke's bandaged fist was deeply embedded into his gut, shoving him back. Coughing as he was left winded, Orochimaru looked up only to see the very same fist slamming into his face, knocking him to the side. He stumbled back, almost falling down as he tried to regain his balance.

Sasuke winced as his hand cried out in pain and the stitches on his stomach were tugged. He was still healing and all this movement was putting stress on the stiches. Bending over slightly, he pushed his jacket to the side and saw pinpricks of blood appearing above the bandages and through the green doctor scrubs he had managed to pilfer as he snuck out of the hospital. Grimacing, he ignored the pain and strode over to Orochimaru, who was quickly recovering. The taller man quickly strode over to Sasuke, ready to fight back.

Out of nowhere, a glossy black car shot into view. The tires came to a screeching halt in front of them, stopping only a few feet away and leaving burnt rubber trails on the ground. The passenger side door almost flew off the hinges with the force it was opened with. Naruto popped out, his blue eyes searching the area for his raven. Quickly locating him, he angrily slammed the car door shut and strode over to him. Naruto was still wearing the same clothes that Itachi had brought him earlier. They hung on him slightly, making him look smaller than he already was.

"Stupid teme, what the hell are you doing out of bed?! You just had surgery, asshole! You need rest!" He barked out.

"Naruto? What are you doing here?"

Sasuke looked surprised as the blonde heatedly chewed him out, poking his chest with each insult.

"We've been looking for you, you idiot. I went back to your room and you were gone! I can't believe your stupid ass snuck out to come here!"

"Not now, Naruto, I'm-"

The driver door flew open. Stepping out grandiosely, Itachi fixed his tie as he closed the door loudly. Silence met his entrance as a dark aura seemed to emanate from him and flow outward. His cold eyes landed on Orochimaru and he began to walk. Moving past Naruto and Sasuke, he placed a hand on Sasuke's shoulder and shoved him towards the car. Naruto grabbed Sasuke's hand and began to tug him back, getting the distinct feeling Itachi wanted them gone.

Orochimaru straightened out as he noticed Itachi coming over to him. Grinning, he crossed his arms. He knew Itachi couldn't trace him to the island incident. He was untouchable. All the eldest Uchiha could do was spew empty threats.

"Well Itachi, we meet at last. Can I ask- agghhh!"

He was abruptly cut off as Itachi moved astonishingly fast and viciously planted his right fist into Orochimaru's face with a meaty thud. Orochimaru was shoved to the ground with the force, falling on his back. His nose began to leak blood profusely, slipping through his fingers as he tried fruitlessly to stem the flow. Not breaking his stride, Itachi reached down and hauled Orochimaru to his feet by his shirt. Using his momentum, he slammed Orochimaru against his car, right on the driver's side. His face not changing in the slightest, he ignored Orochimaru's cries.

"You….can't! Stop!"

Grabbing the collar of his shirt in a tight fist and twisting it to the side, Itachi held the snake-like man down and repeatedly brought his fist down, burrowing it harder and harder with each blow. Blood now fully coated his knuckles.

"How. Dare. You. Try. To. Kill. My. Little. Brother."

Each word was punctuated by the solid thump of flesh against flesh, fist against face.

Orochimaru desperately tried to stop him but he was to overwhelmed by Itachi's fury. He reached up and grabbed onto both hands, trying to shove them away. Itachi easily broke the hold and let him go. He then grabbed Orochimaru's hair in a vice like grip with his right and banged his head against the window, once, twice. The window cracked and shattered under the heavy blows. Glass fragments fell to the floor, creating a musical tone as they bounced on the concrete. Itachi stepped back, his feet crunching on the fallen glass. Orochimaru slid down, now mumbling incoherently as his teeth were broken and his head bleeding copiously.

Shocked and pretty terrified, Sasuke and Naruto watched as Itachi went to town on Orochimaru. Naruto winced as he heard and saw each blow. Sasuke simply stared in astonishment as he had never seen his brother act so violently. He'd seen him angry, but never to this extreme. A new found respect and fear for his brother blossomed.

Dazed and in pain, Orochimaru tried once more to slip away. He crawled back blindly, unable to see from his swollen eyes and the blood pouring from his wounds. His heart rate spiked as he heard footsteps slowly advancing towards him. Abruptly, they stopped. A moment of silence.

Itachi loomed over the injured monstrosity. A scowl of disgust on his face, he valiantly fought the urge to end the man right then and there as he deserved. Blood lust poured off of him, almost shrouding his vision. With his hand now throbbing from the force of each blow he had dealt, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a thin object that glinted in the light. A light pop was heard as its cap was popped off. Crouching down, he grabbed Orochimaru by the shoulders and forcefully held him down and shoved his face to the side. Jabbing the syringe into his neck, he depressed the plunger, injecting the fluid within into Orochimaru. The man struggled feebly. Itachi pulled out the now empty needle and tossed it to the side.

Orochimaru felt waves of numbness slowly inundate his body. The pain ebbed away as he welcomed the darkness overtaking him. As he drifted away, he heard one last thing.

"Sweet dreams."

xXx

Pain immediately slammed into his body as he woke up. Whimpering in pain, he sat up, gently touching his face. His face fell like a mass of mushy flesh, all squishy and tender. His eyes were swollen, but he could still see. And what he could see shocked him.

He was sitting in the shade of a tree; a tall palm tree that slowly moved to gentle breezes. As he moved, he used his hand to brace himself on the ground. Looking down, he watched as his hand sunk into the beautiful warm, white sand he had been laying on. The grains spilled over the back of his bloodied fingers and trickled down.

Getting shakily to his feet, he used the tree trunk to support himself. Brushing past several large ferns that stood in his way, he broke out of the tree line and found himself on a long beach shore. Gorgeous blue skies and azure waters were shown as far as he could see. A single cloud drifted in the sky, lazily moving with the wind. The bright, warm sun shined strongly, creating a heavenly like atmosphere. He could hear the majestic songs of paradise birds singing and flying through the trees.

Where am I? He wondered. Last thing he remembered was getting assaulted by Itachi. Sneering, he winced as the movement caused small flashes of pain across his face. He wouldn't let this stay this way, no. Itachi was going down one way or another, with or without Sasuke's help. But where was he? Was this an island or something?

Then sudden burst of a motor startled him. Glancing back towards the trees, he looked just in time to see a black helicopter rising up quickly from the behind the trees. It slowly spun in circle until it was facing in his direction. Eyes widening, he spotted two men in the cockpit. The pilot was a man he didn't recognize, but he knew the co-pilot. It was Itachi. Neither of them looked his way. The helicopter hovered for a few seconds before moving forward. It flew over Orochimaru and past him, quickly going over the sea.

"Hey, wait…NO! STOP!"

Realizing they were planning on leaving him on stranded on the island, he ran after them, splashing in the water until he was thigh deep.

"ITACHI YOU SON OF A BITCH, GET BACK HERE!"

He screamed, shouting as loud as he could. The cool ocean water drenched him as small waves lapped around him. He slammed his hands down, creating waves of his own and splashing water high in the air.

"YOU CAN'T LEAVE ME! YOU CAN'T LEAVE ME HERE! I WILL FUCKING END YOU! COME BACK HEEERRREE!"

The rotors roared as they flew the copter away, until they became a speck in the horizon. Panicking, Orochimaru waded out of the water and back onto shore.

"You can't do this to me. I will end you. I will kill you myself..."

Incoherently mumbling angrily to himself, he slinked back into the trees, back into the spot he had been left in. So they wanted to give him a taste of his own medicine, did they? So they thought they would get rid of him so easily. He smiled evilly. He was Orochimaru. Surviving on an island would be easy. All he needed to do now was wait for some of his people to notice he was missing and send help. It would take no time.

His panic receding, he leaned on the tree and slunk down. His face ached, but he ignored it the best he could. There was nothing he could do but wait. What's the worst that could happen? He knew basic survival skills; he was in no immediate danger. Closing his eyes, he rested his head against the tree, hoping to take a small nap to alleviate some of his pain. Once he got back, there would be hell to pay. Nobody fucked with him and got away. Nobody, not even the pretentious Itachi Uchiha.

A soft purring met his ears as he drifted in the realm between asleep and awake. Sitting up in surprise, he glanced around, seeing nothing. Staying quiet for a few moments, he soon dismissed the noise, as it didn't repeat. Leaning back down, he closed his eyes again.

The purring started up again, this time sounding closer. Now scared, Orochimaru's eyes shot open and got leapt to his feet. His eyes flittered back and forth as he tried to discern where the noise was coming from. He soon got his answer.

Out of the deep green foliage that was around him, a beautifully terrifying pair of golden eyes watched his every move. The large pupils dilated as they detected the smell of fear emanating from him. His body beginning to shake in terror, he unconsciously took a step back. The beast followed him, stepping forward as he stepped back. Its stunning coat of fur gleaned in the sunlight, highlighting its natural tones and tints. A tail lazily flickered back and forth, swishing through the air. Its heavy paws sunk into the sand, leaving behind large, hazy paw prints as it advanced.

Its large eyes watched Orochimaru hungrily. It's long, rough tongue came out as it licked its chops. Its whiskers flickered as it continued to let out a throaty growl. Behind it, the ferns shifted as two more cats popped into view. Two cubs watched curiously as their mom ventured forward, towards the delicious smelling being. Knowing to stay back as mama hunted, they watched eagerly as mama pounced.

xXx

"You know, technically this is illegal. It's what, kidnapping and murder?" Kisame mused aloud, glancing over at his stoic passenger. The older raven sat arrogantly in the chair, with a predatory smirk on his face. "No wait, kidnapping and abandonment?" He shrugged and turned back to the front.

"I doubt that you honestly care." Itachi answered conversationally, savoring the sweet taste of revenge. It had been a long time since he had felt so empowered and satisfied. He looked out the window, admiring the sunny day over the deep blue sea. Waves gently ran across the surface of the ocean, glistening in the sunlight.

Kisame grinned and flipped a couple switches above his head. "Nope." After a long silence, he looked over again. "So where's Sasuke? I figured he be right behind you in dealing with Orochimaru."

Itachi shook his head slightly. "Sasuke is currently still injured and is now back at the hospital with someone watching him constantly."

"What about the blond kid? Where'd he go?"

"That's who I was talking about. He won't leave Sasuke's side." Itachi smirked.

Kisame grimaced. "How's Sasuke dealing with him? The kid hates being around people so I imagine he's not too happy."

"On the contrary. Sasuke is more than pleased by his presence." Itachi lightly chuckled. "He plans to keep him, too. I heard them discussing future plans at one point. It would seem my little brother has fallen in love."

"Wait are you serious?" Kisame laughed out, picturing Sasuke with Naruto.

"It's either that, or he's desperate." Itachi remarked. "Anyways, it seems that they're drawing up plans to travel the globe. It would also seem he wants to get back at me, seeing as he's filing for a year-long vacation."

"Is the kid's father happy about this?" The taller man asked, struggling to remember who was who.

"Kakashi's been keeping that one busy. Apparently they're moving in together." Itachi sighed. "I figured he could join the office, as I own him for watching out for Sasuke."

Kisame was silent, absorbing all the information. "So what happens now?"

"Now I have a meeting in a couple of hours. If you want reimbursement for the destroyed plane, I suggest you speed up." Itachi replied, leaning back in the chair and closing his eyes.

Kisame rolled his eyes. "Prick." He growled out underneath his breath.

xXx

"Are you going to keep backing up every time I get near you?"

Sasuke asked, looking over at Naruto. His eyes traveled down the tan wet body, staying for a bit at Naruto's navel tattoo. His gaze dropped lower and observed the soaked orange boxers sticking to damp skin and hiding something he wanted to see. His dark eyes traveled back up, meeting sapphire gems.

"If you keep trying to touch me, then yes." Naruto answered, trying to ignore how Sasuke was eyeing him. He could almost feel the dark gaze caressing his skin, causing goosebumps to rise on his exposed arms.

"You're the one who got into the shower with me, dobe." Sasuke answered smugly, advancing towards the blonde. He smirked as Naruto back up into the corner of the stall, trapped.

The cool tiles pressed against his back, contrasting with the hot steamy water flowing down from the showerhead, fogging up the bathroom. Naruto gulped. "That because you said you needed help!" He growled out, crossing his arms. His eyes strayed to the new scar Sasuke had on his stomach. The pink tissue was healed, but Naruto didn't want to take any chances. After dragging Sasuke's ass back to the hospital where Itachi scathingly scolded the raven for sneaking out, Naruto made sure to stay away from him until he was discharged and back to his normal self. They were now in Sasuke's house, in his shower stall to be precise. Sasuke was still partially unable to bend over, so Naruto volunteered to help in the shower, not knowing what Sasuke really intended. As soon as Sasuke had removed his boxers and tried to rid Naruto of his, Naruto knew what the taller man wanted.

"I do." Sasuke answered, his voice deepening with desire. He shamelessly pressed closer, looking every inch the prowling tiger. Enjoying the blush dusting the blonde's face, Sasuke placed both palms against the wall, effectively caging Naruto in. His body language was blatantly possessive and hungry.

Naruto looked away, unable to move. He fruitlessly tried to ignore the raven nipping his collar bone, but was quickly succumbing to Sasuke's raging sexual desire. The hot mouth on his throat was taking small bites, sucking and licking the tender flesh. Naruto let out a soft moan. His hands clutched at the slippery tiles behind him, grasping for anything. He wouldn't let Sasuke win. Closing his eyes tightly, he refused to let the raven know how horny he was getting. He bit his lip as Sasuke kissed his throat, right over his now racing pulse.

Sasuke slid his body against Naruto, letting his erection press into Naruto's stomach. The delicious skin to skin contact enflamed his body, making him crave for more. He licked at the beads of water dripping down Naruto's chin, nibbling his way up to full lips that parted as he neared. Resisting the urge to indulge in their sweet invitation, Sasuke traveled over to the tan jawline, placing little kisses as he went. The raven brought a knee up, nudging it in between the smaller man's thighs and pressing forward with a light grind. An arrogant self-satisfied smirk slid onto his face as Naruto impulsively bucked back.

"Naruto."

Sasuke purred out, letting his hands roam down the tan frame, sliding over firm muscles and sensitive skin. He felt an arc of electricity sizzle between them as Naruto's eyes opened and met his. The blue orbs were blazing with a heat only Sasuke could satisfy, but they still held resistance. Taking this as a challenge, Sasuke decided to push the blonde as far as he could go. He brought his knee down, noticing how shaky Naruto's legs looked.

His hand drifted down, palming Naruto's throbbing cock. He slid his palm over the hot organ, simply putting applying pressure. He felt Naruto's hips jerk in response. Grabbing him through the boxers, he gave a light tug.

"Sasuke…can't…" Naruto whimpered out, straining to be touched but fighting his own body. He felt Sasuke's hand gently move lower, nudging his balls. His groin tightened, aching to be touched. Sasuke dragged his hand across the damp material of Naruto's boxers, using his nails to lightly scrape the highly sensitive skin. Naruto groaned and placed both hands on Sasuke's chest and pushed. Sasuke complied and backed up.

"If you're going to keep pushing it, then let me."

Naruto panted out, deciding to take control. He advanced towards the raven, pushing him until the pale back was touching the other side of the stall. He reached up and kissed the thin lips, licking the seam before entering. Sasuke's tongue eagerly met his, matching his ferocity. The bruising kiss was a fight for dominance, one Sasuke was willing to lose.

Leaving Sasuke's mouth, Naruto got to his knees, coming face to face with Sasuke's heavy erection. He looked up, meeting Sasuke's obsidian gaze as his fingers slipped over the taller man's length. He smiled smugly as he heard Sasuke's sharp intake of breath. He slid his hand over Sasuke, wrapping around his cock and using the water as a lubricant. His fingers danced and teased, stroking Sasuke with long silken caresses. His smiled widened as he saw Sasuke's hands fist and heard the raven let out a low moan of need.

Licking his lips, Naruto took Sasuke into his mouth. His tongue slid over the tender flesh, licking every inch available. He tasted Sasuke, using his teeth to lightly scrape the sensitive skin. He pulled back until just the head rested in his mouth. His tongue teased Sasuke's slit, dipping in and sucking. His head bobbed up and down, leaving the raven breathless.

Sasuke's body burned as Naruto took him into his mouth again. He felt light in the head as the smaller man licked his cock, as if it were candy. He savored the delicious heat of Naruto's mouth, enjoying the torturous ache balling up inside of him. He reached down and slid his fingers into Naruto's hair, fisting the blond strands. He let out another groan as Naruto's sinful mouth left his rigid cock and kissed his hipbone, nipping at the pale skin.

"Fuck."

Naruto moaned out, moving back to Sasuke's slick cock. He rubbed his lips down the length, savoring Sasuke's tantalizing taste. His own erection was pulsing in his boxers, straining to be freed and pleasured. Naruto let his hand drift down to his own cock, seeking relief.

"No you don't." Sasuke growled out. He reached down and grasped Naruto's shoulders up. Drawing the smaller body to his, he ripped Naruto's boxers off, releasing him.

"Hey,asshole, I just bought those." Naruto spoke through clenched teeth as Sasuke pressed him back against the wall. He hissed as Sasuke shoved his legs apart and thrust his hips between them, pressing their lengths together. He pinned one of Naruto's legs to his hip, hitching it up.

"I'll buy you more once we leave."

Sasuke grunted out, needing to be closer. He captured Naruto's mouth in a brutal kiss, shoving his tongue in and biting Naruto's lips. His hands grabbed Naruto's ass and lifted him up, using the wall as support. He began to slowly grind his hips up, bucking as a desperate need consumed him. Naruto responded eagerly, bringing his hips down when Sasuke moved up. Water rained down on them, trickling down their hot bodies. Steam fogged the glass of the shower door, shrouding them from view.

Naruto used his increased height to mark Sasuke's neck, leaving hickeys down the pale column. His heart pounded as he felt a blunt finger enter him, immediately heading for his sweet spot. His body throbbed, aching for Sasuke. He felt another digit enter, stretching him wide. He bit Sasuke's earlobe, savoring the shudder that ran through the pale body.

"Naruto." Sasuke grunted out aggressively, his voice hoarse and gravelly. Naruto felt his heart do a funny flip at the sound of his name spoken so desperately and needy.

"What the hell are you waiting for, bas-Ahh!"

Naruto cried out as Sasuke moved and with one swift, smooth movement thrust his entire thick length into him. Oh fuck me… He felt Sasuke deep inside of him, rubbing against his inner walls. He trembled as Sasuke stilled, making sure it was okay to move. Naruto let out a mewl of pleasure as Sasuke's hand grasped his weeping cock and stroked it. Trying to stabilize himself, his hand slapped out onto the shower glass door, smearing his handprint on the foggy door.

At a maddeningly slow pace, Sasuke began to pump his hips. He slid in and out the delicious haven, greedily resisting the urge to pick up the pace.

"S'ke….fucking move, teme.." Naruto bit out. His hands had discovered a metal bar above his head. Clamping onto it, he forced his body down, impaling himself further on Sasuke's length. His mind was a haze of need as he glared down at an amused raven.

"…hn…"

Complying, Sasuke pulled out and slammed back in, burying himself deep inside Naruto's ass. A wealth of heat and fire surrounded his aching cock, fueling him as he began a ruthless pace. With a sense of urgency, he snapped his hips back and forth, driving Naruto up the wall. He inhaled deeply, savoring the intoxication aroma that was Naruto. Biting Naruto's chest as he pumped, he drew a pert nipple into his mouth, flicking the nub with the tip of his tongue.

Sasuke's legs burned as he supported their combined weights. He barely registered the ache as he buried himself over and over into Naruto. Groaning, he reached up and grabbed the metal bar that Naruto was clinging to with both hands. He used it to force his body up higher and deeper into Naruto. By the sudden change in pitch, in Naruto's moans, he could tell the blonde loved it.

Naruto cried out at the sensations wreaking havoc on his body. Unexpectedly and abruptly, he came hard, his whole body trembling as cum shot out.

"Ahhh! Ngh-fuck! Sasuke!"

Sasuke felt Naruto climax and clamp around him, the searing hot muscles tightly strangling his member.

"N-Naruto!"

He cried out, his whole body jerking with his release. His cock twitched as it pumped out his cum, dripping out of Naruto's entrance. Gasping for breath, he clung to the bar and to the tan body rubbing against his, barely able to move. He felt Naruto pulsing around him rhythmically, matching his racing heart rate.

"Holy shit…" Naruto breathed out, trying to regain his breath. Letting go of the bar, he let his hand weakly fall to Sasuke's shoulders, were they traced the smooth skin and admired the firm muscles. His whole body felt boneless and immobile. The cold tiles on his back felt amazing against the steamy temperature between his body and Sasuke's. Trembling slightly, he shivered as he realized Sasuke was still buried inside of him.

Sasuke didn't respond. His chest heaved up and down, his skin glistening with a mix of sweat and water. The raven's head dropped down and rested against the crook of Naruto's neck, lightly kissing the tangy skin. His hips began to move again, slowly sliding his cock out before pressing back in.

"O-oi teme…." Naruto stuttered out, feeling Sasuke moving deep, rubbing against the sensitive spot inside of him. He bit his bottom lip as his cock was stirring back to life, eager.

Sasuke's head lifted up and his gaze met Naruto's. A devious gleam in his eyes sparkled as he smirked dangerously. Naruto felt a thrill run through him. "I haven't touched you in over a week. Now I have a year to do so." His eyes held a challenge, egging Naruto on.

Naruto grinned, mischievously. He forced his legs up, wrapping them tightly around pale hips. He bent down and met Sasuke's sinful lips. "If you can handle it." He countered, feeling his nerves singing out. He heard a dark chuckle as the taller man's hips picked up the pace.

"Try me."

~FIN~

A/N: And thus ends the first story I ever wrote. Reviews are greatly appreciated.

If you enjoyed this, feel free to see my other work.

You might find something you like.

~MTB