In Progress [SASUNARU]

Chapter 15

"S-Sauskeee!" I hear him moan. I can't respond, too mesmerized by the way his ass jiggles when I pound into it. "F-Fuck... You're so biggg-ugh!" I knead his ass cheeks liberally, taking in the softness of his ass. His hole starts to spasm and I slow down due to confusion. "Baka! Go faster! I'm close you idiot!" He yells, ramming himself back onto me.  I start to move my hips a little faster, I thumb his cheeks apart, seeing his quivering hole. I hear knocking on my door. "Hold on, I have to answer this." I walk towards my door, pulling out of Naruto. He just sits there silently watching me walk to the door, head in hand, still leaning over my desk.

Shooting up from my bed I hear a knock on the door. "The fuck was that? Does that even count as a wet dream?" I Mutter looking down at my blanket covered crotch which is obviously flaccid. "Hold on..." I groan, getting up from my bed at a decent pace. Who the fuck walks all the way around someones house to knock on their bedroom door? "I need an American house..." While walking up to the door I see that the silhouette is obviously kiba's, mostly from the giant dog next to him. I raise an eyebrow. "What the fu..." Once I get to the door I slowly slide it open, trying to predict the outcome of my current predicament. He stands there awkwardly, almost as if he's trying to figure out what to say even though he's been standing there for at least two minutes.
"U-uh... Hi... Sasuke."
"What do you want?"
"Hinata wants to know if Naruto's okay but he's not answering his door, thought maybe he was over here...?" He awkwardly chuckled while sheepishly rubbing the back of his neck. "Nope."

He looks at me with a dumbfound face. I step forward a little bit and start to slide the door closed. "Wait!" He pleads shoving his hand in front of the door, forcing it to stop.

"What?" He obviously gets a little irked by my not so enthusiastic expression. "Any idea where he might be?" He queries. "Nope, no idea whatsoever. Haven't seen him since yesterday. Why are you doing so much shit for Hinata these days anyway? Seems a little odd. Like you're her slave or some shit." He stares at me in shock, seemingly getting more and more pissed by the second. "None of your fucking business! You know, every time I bring Naruto up lately you just have to be an asshole! Always changing the subject to shit that's none of your fucking business! I get that you don't like me but you don't have to be such a dick about it." It all came out as a dramatic growl. His canines presenting themselves in an almost threatening way, am I really that much of an asshole?

I just nonchalantly give him the same 'ice cold, emotionless stare' I've been told I have, before countering. "I'm not really sure where you got that from. I may not be all warm and sunshiny like Naruto but I don't particularly dislike you. If anything, what you're seeing is me not liking when people get in my business. I'm just returning the favor." I give him my signature smirk before attempting to close the door again only to be stopped by his hand this time. I open the door back up so I'm able to give him an irritated expression. He just returns the smirk before asking me if I can help look for Naruto with him. "Sure." I grimace, thinking about valuable sleep and training time lost.
"Why don't you just leave him alone? He's probably fine" he looks me straight in the eyes before saying, "Hinata" like she'd be the death of him. That gets my gears turning, maybe she's not as shy with him as she is with the rest of us... Maybe they have more of a Sakura and Naruto dynamic. Or maybe Kiba is just a door mat because his crush on Hinata really is that debilitating. Either way this situation is hilarious. We start by heading to ichiraku ramen. "Sorry kid, haven't seen him today." The old man answers with a sigh, I could never remember his name, or maybe I just never bothered. Yeah, that sounds more accurate.

After about half an hour of searching I'm about ready to ditch him. I let out a labored sigh. The only reason I came with him was because it was Naruto he was looking for, not to mention to keep up appearances. But the only thing that will make this worth it is if Naruto is actually in trouble, the only thing is that I'm 99 percent sure he wants nothing to do with me. It starts to worry me, maybe he just didn't answer his door because he's dealing with my idiocy and doesn't want to be bothered. It would piss him off even more if I was the one to bother him. Maybe I should ditch him. "Hey, maybe he was asleep when you knocked on his door. We should check again." This way I can just leave him on our way up the stairs to his apartment. Or I can tell him I'll wait outside with Akumaru and then leave after he goes in the building. "Sure."

After about a half an hour to get to Naruto's place, I was surprised it took so long to get there but we did wander pretty far away while looking for him.

I groan, walking up the steps to Naruto's apartment behind Kiba. I didn't want to see Naruto right now. Not after yesterday. But I really wanted to make sure he was okay. I hoped with all my heart that he wasn't there. That he was safe somewhere else. Perhaps with Jiraiya-Sensei instead. But after kiba knocked on the door, I knew for sure he was here and that he would have to see me of all people. The sound of disheveled foot steps got louder by the second before it was too late to walk away. "Hi, Kiba." He says in his usual enthusiastic tone. I step in front of the door way a few feet behind kiba so he can see me. The pure shock on his face once he notices that I'm here would be hilarious if not for our current predicament. "Hey, Sasuke" he says like he usually would. Not as cheerful as he would with anyone else but still what I would expect from a sworn rival of mine. On the other hand its definitely not what I would expect from a rape victim talking to his rapist. "What do you guys need?" "Just wondering if you were cool. But sense you are we'll be on our way now." Says a seemingly preoccupied Kiba already on his way back down the stairs of the apartment complex. "Um... Ok?" So I start walking away, not wanting to make this situation more awkward. "S-Sasuke! Wait!" I swiftly turn around. He has a sort of pitiful look on his whiskered face, his lips pulled into a desperate smile with the slightest quiver. His eyes wide and glossy. His nails digging into the wooden door he's putting the entirety of his weight onto. I give him a concerned look-- or at least as concerned as my looks can get-- that says "are you okay?" He simply shakes his head no and I dash to look behind the door he's using to hide with.

Gritting his teeth and squeezing his eyes shut, he groans. "My ass hurts so bad Sasuke." His raspy voice rings through my ears, he sounds so vulnerable making me feel like absolute shit knowing it's all my fault. When I process his statement my dick twitches and I internally scold myself for having such a provocative imagination. Shaking my head to get rid of my not so innocent thoughts, I try to think of a way to help him. "What happened?" I close my eyes, begging whatever's out there that he's not gonna say what I think he's gonna say. "You, dumbass!" He kicks me in the shin before standing up and leaning on the wall.
"Is it... Bleeding?"
"A little..." He winces.
"How long?"
"It started up again this morning after I took another bath."
Another? Damn he took two baths in the same week? Either this is a new Naruto or he's just freaked out by the fact that he slept with me.
I stare at him while he looks in the other direction, obviously not wanting to make eye contact.
"... Are you ok?"
"Yeah, of course I am Baka! Have you met me?"
'He's too cocky for his own good.' Is what I'm telling myself at the moment. Whether he's joking or not, I could never tell.

After taking care of himself-- whatever that entails-- and a twenty minute nap he's somewhat back to normal. While I, still surprised he let me in his house, just leaned on his door waiting for him to tell me what I was here to do. It was odd. I never used to act like this and I still don't when it has nothing to do with Naruto. I feel as though I need to distance myself. Considering I broke such sacred boundaries recently. I don't feel comfortable with his guard down around me. It's scary how he could go back to normal so quickly. Not to mention He just... Does something to me. 'He makes me feel...' I ponder on his floor for a little while after that thought, just trying to figure out a way to describe the way he makes me feel.
"Hey, Sasuke."
"Hn."
"Wanna treat me to something to eat?"
I shrug, indifferent to the idea. If He wants to I will but I'm not particularly hungry nor do I feel like spending money unnecessarily.
"For you I will." I shrug again.
His face lights up, bringing me satisfaction.

About an hour later we sit on the side of a pathway near my house.
"I'm glad we went elsewhere to eat Dobe, aren't you?" He says before slurping the rest of the broth out of his take out bowl. "Yeah, today was nice."