Hachi

Chapter Four

It was their usual nightly routine. Sasuke washed the dishes while Naruto potted around, doing whatever else needed to be done- in this case, sweeping and mopping the floor. He was humming some inane song under his breath as he did so, and even after so long together, Sasuke still found this just as annoying as it was endearing. Naruto was incapable of being quiet for longer than five minutes. Honestly, Sasuke would have been happy to just clean in peace. The sacrifices he made for this gorgeous, beautiful man of his!

He finished stacking the dishes in the drainer and blew a soft gust of hot air over them- a modified version of his katon that made housework a loteasier. Naruto stopped humming and gasped, and Sasuke could feel the glare burning into his back.

"Cheater," Naruto muttered.

"I've offered to teach you so many times," Sasuke said to that, turning around and grinning. He moved away from the sink, deciding he'd put the dishes away tomorrow. For now he wanted...something else. "Are you done with the floor?" he asked Naruto, leaning up against the wall near him.

"Yeah, it's clean enough," Naruto replied with a sigh, pushing the mop to one side. "I still say we should get a cleaner. Think of all the time we'd save!"

Sasuke grinned again. "And I say that I don't want some stranger in our house. What if they- caught us?" he purred, reaching out to grab Naruto's shirt and pulling him closer, running his hands down his sides.

Naruto blinked, eyes wide in surprise at Sasuke's sudden movements. "Caught us?" he asked. "Caught us how? You- oh!" he exclaimed, his face turning pink when he realised what Sasuke had meant.

"Oh," Sasuke repeated, drawing him closer still, his grin turning into a smirk.

"Silly boy," Naruto chuckled, moving his hands to Sasuke's hips, caressing him through the fabric of his shirt. Yes, there it was: his dead-last could go from pouting to ready to go in five seconds flat.

"Privacy is important, you know," Sasuke went on, circling his arms around Naruto's waist, running his hands down the back of his thighs and sighing happily. Oh yes, even after more than eight years, he'd never get sick of this.

"Mm, well, you might have a point there," Naruto cooed, leaning down and nipping at Sasuke's throat, just softly, then pressing his tongue into his skin.

Sasuke moaned softly as Naruto made his way further down his throat, nipping and licking as he went and slipping his hands up under Sasuke's shirt. "Wouldn't want any interruptions," he gasped, when Naruto manoeuvred a knee between his legs.

"No, we wouldn't want that," Naruto agreed with a deep-throated purr, biting down harder on his throat and drawing a gasp from Sasuke. In response Sasuke ran his hands back up Naruto's thighs to tug at the top of his pants, hoping to rid him of the troublesome things- they were in the way.

"Naruto..." Sasuke breathed, arching his back and pressing forward. His hips started moving of their own accord against Naruto's knee between his thighs.

"Oh hey, Sasuke!" Naruto said abruptly, pulling his mouth away from Sasuke's skin and gazing at him in concern. "Are you feeling alright? I almost forgot to ask!"

Sasuke moved forward as Naruto pulled back, confused at the sudden loss. "What do you mean?" he asked, dazed. "I'm fine, why?" And why now?! They were having such a nice time...

"Ah, well!" Naruto replied, looking flustered. "It's just that I was reading that book that Sakura-chan gave us at work today, and I-"

"You were meant to me approving mission assignments!" Sasuke scolded instantly, all while still trying to drag Naruto back against him.