Perfect Stranger

Summary: It’s hard enough to accept you’ve become gay after twenty years of being straight. It’s even worse when you leave a bar in the middle of the night with a perfect stranger to fulfil your curiosities. And yet, that’s how Naruto met the man who could give him everything, and take it all away…

Disclaimer: Naruto and all its characters belong to Kishimoto Masashi and story plot belongs to me, respectively. I make no profit from submitting this story.

Warning: (Rated M) It gets a bit raunchy… Yaoi.

Epilogue – Ophelia

Opheliac – abnormal obsession (towards a person)

They’d promised to keep in touch, no matter what.

The first few months were spent calling one another almost every night, staying on the phone for many hours of the night until the sun would rise for Naruto and Sasuke would need to return to his music. The first bill came as a catastrophe to Naruto, and since he couldn’t ask his parents for four hundred dollars extra, he fell in debt with his friends and required a job that paid well and didn’t get in the way of college. That only left a night job, therefore eliminating his time with Sasuke’s voice.

They made a deal to talk less over the phone (restricting it to once a week) and occasionally wrote each other emails (though it wouldn’t be called a proper email on Sasuke’s behave since he didn’t much care to write out long paragraphs of his day and all the troubles he’d come across and whatnot, like Naruto tended to do).

During their year apart, they delved into their personal lives, revealing snippets of what and how they lived, before they met each other Sasuke learnt that Naruto had a mother and father back in a little hometown that he loved and missed dearly. They were simple people, little money, and were supportive of Naruto’s career. He had finally confided in them his sexuality, and although shocked, they did not turn their backs on him. Though they were surprised it could’ve been with someone such as Uchiha Sasuke; talented and famous bass player of his band.

Naruto learnt that Sasuke’s family were the Uchiha – rich, intelligent and aloof, however only the best detectives ever came from the Uchiha family, keeping the state’s streets safe and clear of troublemakers. They had disowned Sasuke a couple years back when he confessed he aspired to follow music and refused to become a detective like everyone else in the family. There hadn’t been a moment of hesitation when Sasuke’s father removed him from his will and ordered him out of the house. His gentle, passive mother could not have stood up against her husband, so watched her son pack his bags and storm out of his own home, crying all the time, begging him to reconsider.

He hasn’t gone home in three years now, yet always gets random calls from his distressed mother, who cries in relief whenever he merely tells her he is safe and well.

The months flew by and Naruto welcomed the start of a new year without Sasuke. He successfully graduated from college as a journalist and was immediately offered a job to become a news reporter for a popular channel, appearing on television like he’d always wanted. He made his parents proud, allowing them to boast about their son and how happy he made them.

When he appeared on television for the first time, Sasuke was able to see his face again on a worldwide channel while residing in Europe on the band’s fourth tour.

“Hello?”

“Oh, finally! I’ve been trying to call you for the last hour!” Naruto exasperated and threw his pen against the wall, sitting in his little cheap office back at the television station. It was late in the night for him, his shift having ending hours ago, yet it was only here and now that he was able to call Sasuke with the consideration of their time difference and working schedules.

“It was a signing.” Sasuke explained with little words since it was explanation enough for him, according to him.

“Whatever.” Naruto huffed and shrugged his shoulders so his jacket fell onto the top of the chair.

“Hmm?” Sasuke’s groan-sounding hum drew out with a hint of a smirk in his voice, his arrogance sipping through the phone like silk.

“Bastard.” Naruto muttered. “I haven’t heard your voice for three weeks now.”

“Likewise, moron.”

Naruto ran his hands through his hair, having trimmed it just this morning before coming into the office to work on his next story. His boss had already approved all his ideas and now had the task of researching all the facts with the help of his new assistant Gaara. Although he was of great use when extracting information from people (unfortunately through intimidating methods), the stoic and temperamental man was a distraction to Naruto; his emerald eyes would watch Naruto’s every move for no apparent reason (or so he said).

“How are things over there? When are you going to Britain?” Naruto asked casually as he removed Gaara from his mind. Right now, it was just him and Sasuke; it was the only time they got, and usually it wasn’t very long.

“We’re still in Italy; Britain’s next month.” Sasuke was shifting something on his end and then Naruto could hear springs from a bed. His eyebrow rose daintily as he closed his eyes and sighed through his nose. Sasuke on a bed…

“Call me when you get there?” He said absently and leaned back in his poorly designed chair.

“Yeah, sure.”

“Sasuke.” Naruto whispered. A hand fell innocently against his thigh.

“Yeah?”

“I miss you.”

The silence that followed was heavy and sad, each realising how far apart they were. Despite his freedom to travel and meet new people like he’d always wanted, Naruto had even less time for his own leisure as he now was a full time worker. His weekly call to Sasuke was now limited to once or twice a month (if lucky) and his long and eccentric emails became one liner, challenging Sasuke’s own short ones.

“Naruto,” Sasuke’s voice was strained, exhaustion pouring through his tone.

Naruto gripped the fabric of his dress pants and sighed. He lowered his head onto the tabletop and pressed his forehead into the cold surface. “At least I get to see your face in magazines.” He reasoned.

There was a pause. “Do you jerk off while looking at my picture?”

Naruto shot out up in his chair and immediately felt heat rise in his face and his skin tingle. “Uh..!”

“Tell me.”

Naruto gulped. “S-sometimes?”

Sasuke was quiet. “This morning, I turned on the T.V and saw you again.” He said grunting softly. “You look the same. Still hot.”

Naruto felt his body reacted and his pants were becoming tight.

“I jerked off in front of the T.V.”

Naruto was hit with a mental image of Sasuke on a couch, in an expensive hotel room, somewhere in Italy, and touching himself, moaning and calling his name as he watched the television. To say the least, he dropped the phone and nearly passed out. He thought he could feel blood trickling down his nose and he brought a hand up to check. Feeling nothing there, he picked up the phone with shaking fingers and ran his other hand through his hair, gripping tightly at the roots.

“Oh really?” Naruto’s voice cracked as he concentrated on the wall, ignoring the intense urge to comfort his impatient member in his pants.

Sasuke sounded amused. “Moron.”

“You caught me off guard, bastard.” He growled defensively. Naruto fanned himself with the magazine on top of his stack of work. Remembering suddenly why he even bought the magazine in the first place, he flipped through the pages and found on the double pages a snapshot of Ino, Shikamaru, Shino and Sasuke right at the end. He didn’t even look at the camera, just sat in a high stool cradling his bass guitar and strumming the cords.

“Hn,” Sasuke smirked. “You sound strung up. Do you need to relieve yourself?”

Naruto started at Sasuke’s picture. “I’d rather you be here.”

Sasuke shifted again. “But I am. I’m inside your head, talking in your ear.” His voice lowered. “I’m where your hands should be, on your thighs, holding your hips…”

Naruto closed his eyes and cradled the phone between his shoulder and ear. With his hands, he followed Sasuke’s words, imagined Sasuke’s hands, and felt Sasuke.

“Fuck me.” Naruto groaned helplessly.

As they had this heated session of phone sex, he found that he only needed Sasuke’s voice to make him feel hot and needy, and it was Sasuke’s voice that made him come quickly, letting go of all his stress in one powerful, mind numbing orgasm. And even though it wasn’t mind-blowing and pleasurably hard as it would be with Sasuke here and inside of him, he felt content and ready to face another day without Sasuke beside him.

Kiba hadn’t taken the information of Naruto’s sexuality too lightly. He’d recoiled in confusion and disgust, and had distanced himself from Naruto ignorantly. Hinata felt torn between the two and could not bear to be separated from Sakura who had sided with Naruto. However, having fallen in love with Kiba and vice versa, they would not split because of this, and Naruto refused to let her fight with her boyfriend over a matter that was of no relevance to their relationship.

“He doesn’t have to accept it if he doesn’t want, and you shouldn’t worry, we’ll always be your friends.” Naruto assured the distressed Hinata.

It took the dog boy a week to brood and ponder and finally apologise to Naruto for being an insensitive dick. “But I thought you were all for the ladies! When did you start fantasising about hairy chests and musclier legs?!” Kiba asked with a shudder at his own mental image.

It seemed things were okay between them again, for now.

Rumours got out that the band was coming back to America to release their second album and perform just before Christmas. As anxious as Naruto was, he wasn’t able to confirm it with Sasuke because the damn bastard wouldn’t call him or answer his emails.

Nonetheless, he prepared himself for his arrival, stressing over whether to buy him a Christmas present or a home-coming one. He called Sakura constantly and asked for her advice, in which she’d tell him to figure it out himself because she wasn’t his slave and she was a busy woman (all in good humour, of course). Even Kiba had told him to fuck off as he was dealing with his own stress for what to buy Hinata.

He roamed the city in the freezing cold for something that would appease Sasuke and his impossible personality. He looked at books and walked into music stores and even dared to enter a porn shop, thinking he could indulge on Sasuke’s perverted mind.

When he went home for the day, having found nothing for Sasuke and feeling exhausted all the same, he switched on his television and was immediately assaulted by the image of the anchorman at his work speaking of an incident in Britain.

--- It appears as the lead singer Ino Yamanaka has contracted a viral infection that has hindered her ability to sing in the band’s next concert which was to be held right here at home ---

Naruto’s heart fell.

--- Yamanaka’s partner Nara Shikamaru announced that they have postponed the release of their second album and will stay in London until Yamanaka’s health is restored. Fans all over America are devastated with the ---

Naruto let go of the off button and lowered the remote onto the coffee table. He sunk into the couch and swam in the pit of disappointment flooding his chest.

“I guess I bought a one way ticket to devastation.” He mused pitifully.

The New Year came, and so began their third year separated. Naruto still had no idea where Sasuke was or how he could contact him; his emails went unanswered. No news came from London either concerning the band and their sick female singer. Naruto was becoming worried.

He was promoted to anchorman, having satisfied his boss with all his efforts and commented on his charisma, giving him a one month trial for the position if he accepted it. Gaara even confessed to him, claiming he’d wanted Naruto every since they met and wouldn’t settle for anything less.

Naruto turned him down, revealing he was already in a long distance relationship with a man. And besides, Gaara did not have the semi-permanent frown Sasuke had, and he did not have the gaze that made him want to melt like Sasuke did.

Naruto only wanted Sasuke; he’d only ever wanted Sasuke. “Sorry Gaara.”

Gaara had frowned at him. “What’s Sasuke got over me?”

Naruto’s answer was simple. “He’s got my heart.”

13th February.

World Famous Band No Longer

After the incident that rendered Yamanaka Ino incapable of performing late last year, sources are able to confirm she has indeed recovered however has put a formal announcement forward that the band has disbanded as of late January. Miss Yamanaka and now fiancé Mr Shikamaru are to be expected back in the states followed by the drummer Shino Aburame later this month, where they will consider releasing their unfinished album to the public. Sasuke Uchiha, the bass player that many have fallen in love with has remained in Britain to pursue his love and talent for music. There is an unconfirmed rumour that Mr Uchiha has met up with young and rising star singer Karin to discuss the happenings of a collaborated album. Although the information is still unknown, the two have been spotted together in record studios and out on the streets… Continue pg 5.

Email received from Sasuke (at 3:02am, 9th March)

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I’ll come back. Sooner than you think.

Naruto read over the email again and again, rubbing the little stubble on his chin and tapping his foot against the dark oak table. He thought of it briefly before he deleted the email and shut his computer down. Grabbing his notes and gulping down his coffee, he heard the cert knock at his office door and he called out to the person. Gaara came in with a clipboard and a headset over his ears, gazing blankly at Naruto before shutting the door behind him.

“Hey Gaara.” Naruto greeted as he stood, glancing at the time.

“You’re on in fifteen. You’re partner says – I quote – ‘Tell him I’ll fucking rip his head off if he makes me wait again.’” Gaara deadpanned and dropped a large, yellow envelope on top of Naruto’s long table.

“What’s this?” Naruto asked studying the thick manila.

Gaara didn’t pause on his way out. “You’re probably going to be thrilled.”

Naruto didn’t ponder on it since he knew if he was just a second delayed Anko would eat him for dinner; his new partner was charming on air, however turned into the she-devil off air. So he raced out of his office and disregarded the newly delivered parcel labelled ‘Perfect Stranger.’

24th March

Naruto tried to calm his shaking fingers as he adjusted the tie around his neck. He only seemed to make it look worse and thanked the hands that snaked around his shoulders to assist him.

“What would I do without you?” He sighed pleasantly.

“You’d sooner rot or be reduced to weather man.” The owner of the hands replied with a tinge of mild amusement in the voice.

Naruto smiled and placed a fist over his chest. “Ah, your speech is like a breath of fresh air.”

“With a hint of asbestos for the final blow.” The hands disappeared and Naruto turned to the shorter yet older woman.

Someone knocked on their door and peered inside. “You two, you’re on in ten minutes.”

Naruto nodded towards the man and smiled down at his co-worker. “So, how do I look?”

Anko ran her eyes over his tanned face. “You’re sweating and you’re nervous. Why’s that, kid?”

“Well, I don’t know. Maybe ‘cause we’re going to speak to the actual Uchiha Sasuke and Karin?!” He replied sarcastically hoping the hint of panic was not evident.

Anko grimaced and scratched the skin just under her bottom. “Tch, that man is such a prick. And Karin is a labelled whore who just happened to have a singing voice. I’m not looking forward to this one bit.”

Naruto could only smirk. “Such harsh words could only be your finest compliment.”

“Then I shall sharpen my compliments so that they pierce right through her eyes.” She held the door open for him.

Naruto mocked a flinch. “Ouch.”

Naruto wasn’t ready to see Sasuke again. He hadn’t prepared himself, despite having known three weeks prior today that he and Anko would be ones to speak with Uchiha Sasuke after the release of his album with Karin.

They gave him everything he needed to know; all questions and statements that could assure the perfect interview with someone as important as Sasuke and Karin. He grimaced inwardly when he’d read over the list and noticed the questions on their rumoured relationship. Maybe that was why he felt angry and betrayed now; people assumed Sasuke was with a woman.

Walking behind Anko towards the setup, he kept his eyes low and fidgeted with his palm cards deep in his pocket. He could feel his heart hammering against his chest and sweat slide slowly down his forehead.

People were running around them organising the stage; making sure there was water to drink and refreshments to nibble on and that the air conditioner was at the right temperature and etcetera. Naruto could hear people greeting someone ahead of him, and recognised Karin’s hyper voice as she was showered in compliments and praises for her marvellous singing.

“I couldn’t have done it without Sasuke!” She boasted.

Naruto raised his eyes and caught a glimpse of the young person everyone made a fuss about. She resembled Sasuke in some ways, and had strangely cut red hair and wore slim glasses, and thickly applied lip gloss. She had a curvy figure with her navel protruding and an excessive view of cleavage blinded all men around them. Naruto heard Anko snort in distaste before she put on her professional smile.

“Miss Karin, it’s a pleasure to meet you today.” Anko didn’t offer her hand to shake and Karin didn’t notice. “My partner and I will be honoured if Mr. Uchiha and you could make your way to the stage. We’re running short on time and I’m afraid the world is not on a standstill just for today.”

Naruto smiled widely at the naïve girl and watched her agree and prance towards the camera area taking a seat in the plush lounge set up just for her and Sasuke. Anko looked pointedly at Sasuke with the same smile.

“Mr Uchiha, if you will.” She said as she held out her hand towards the stage.

Sasuke gave his own, icy smile. “Sure.” The smooth, melting, God-like voice slithered through Naruto’s ears and attacked his heart like lethal snakes. He could’ve sworn that Sasuke glanced his way with eyes that screamed for something he couldn’t register, and in that instance, it felt like thunder had struck him several times before he watched Sasuke turn away and made his way to his designated seat.

“Damn asshole has the nerve to rival my evil smile.” Anko muttered beside Naruto, fixing her pin stripped skirt and patting his shoulder roughly leading him to their seats situated before a dozen cameras.

“You could never beat him.” Naruto whispered to himself before sitting across from Karin who looked at him curiously. He watched as she leaned forward and whispered something into Sasuke’s ear, all the while staring straight at Naruto’s face. Sasuke had the decency to nudge her back to her side of the couch, glancing quickly at Naruto before turning to the camera men who were signalling wordless orders.

“You’re on in ten, nine, eight,” Gaara began to count down silently, holding out his fingers until they stopped at one and Naruto had to look away from him. The familiar music began to jingle and Anko beamed a sweet smile to the camera that faced her now. Naruto imitated her and flashed his pearly white teeth.

“Good morning once again, and we’re back as we promised with our special guests Karin and Sasuke after releasing their collaborated album ‘Speechless’ that was a smashing success here in the United States and many other countries.

Anko turned to Sasuke. “Your debut song ‘Perfect Stranger’ struck the hearts of many listeners out there and now over six million copies of your album were sold. You stated in a previous interview that you wrote this song while you were still in the same band as Yamanaka Ino yet refused to release it due to reason you did not elaborate on.”

“That’s correct.” Sasuke nodded. There was an impatient silence as Anko waited for Sasuke to say more, but Naruto knew he probably wouldn’t, so he smothered a smile and carried the interview on.

“Reviews described it as an erratic heartbeat in the midst of searching, and the lyrics sung by Karin were very longing and intimate, very unlike any of your other songs.”

“Intimate, huh.” Sasuke smirked.

Karin glanced quickly at Sasuke and smiled, “Sasuke told me that although there was no direct reference, it was written for someone special to him.” She gazed at Naruto for a little longer than necessary. Naruto averted his eyes but was only met with Sasuke’s staring ones.

Anko didn’t catch on and smiled as sweetly as she could towards Sasuke. “Well isn’t that sweet.” Her gaze hardened. “Are you two dating?”

“No.” They both said in unison.

Anko laughed. “Whoa, sounds like you’re in denial. Come on, what’s the scoop?”

Karin blushed madly, “Sasuke already has someone very precious to him.”

Sasuke glared at Karin.

“Yeah?” Anko asked, almost letting show how uninterested she was. “Who’s the lucky girl?”

Sasuke’s eyes seemed to gleam at Anko, making her sit back in her chair grimacing. “Who said there’s even a girl?”

Naruto sucked in a breath, wondering if Sasuke really meant to imply that he was gay with that statement. He looked to Karin who just kept smiling at him and then to Anko, who inaudibly snorted and smiled.

“Not going to tell us, are you?” Her voice was smooth but filled with annoyance.

Naruto decided that a change of topic was needed at this moment. “So!” He interjected, feeling the eyes of everyone behind the cameras and lights on him. “You’ve been away from America for three years now,” Naruto glanced down at his sheets, “are you happy to be back home in the states? Your travel around the world must’ve made you homesick.” He said, keeping his cool and never lowering his professional façade.

Sasuke offered a sluggish smile. “No, never homesick. Just missed the people.”

“Anyone in particular?” Anko asked innocently.

Naruto swallowed thickly and prayed she wasn’t challenging Sasuke for the truth. Usually when she acted this way, the interview only ever ended badly and his boss chewed him out more than her, which was never fair.

“Take a guess!” Karin encouraged, leaning closer and watching Sasuke reaction too.

The woman chuckled charmingly. “I’m sure you’re aware of everyone’s curiosity towards your personal life, but since you’ve never released any such information, is there any chance that you may be dating someone?” She went in for the kill. Naruto knew Anko didn’t like Sasuke, she just wanted him to confess to the world that he was weak just like everyone else and that he had feelings buried deep within him.

Sasuke smiled thinly, looking down at Anko from his nose. “Not really.”

There was a silence filled with tense anticipation and Naruto could see the tension in his brow. The anchorman uncrossed his legs and closed his eyes briefly before regaining some confidence and looking at Sasuke square in the eyes.

“You seem to have a lot of pressure on you concerning this topic. As you can tell, Anko is very curious,” he sent her a brief glare, “and this seems to be the main question written here in my sheets,” he noticed from the corner of his eye Gaara slap his forehead, “but I guess it’s your business alone whether you wish to reveal that information.”

Naruto could see the relief and gratitude wash over Sasuke’s face as he sent him the smallest smile that made him want to see more of it. He was about to proceed to the next question, opening his mouth, words right at the tip of his tongue… but Karin had to ruin it.

“But it’s you, of course!” She cried out with the cheesiest grin on her face.

Everyone in the room stopped and stared at her. Even Anko seemed flabbergasted. Naruto’s fists clenched into the armrest and his knuckles turned white, all colour drained from his face. Sasuke didn’t look too well either.

“What?!” Anko demanded, sitting forward on the couch and glancing at the three people around her.

Sasuke was quick to recover and decided to save all their asses from the intense embarrassment. He laughed a very fake laugh and turned to Karin with a murderous glint in his eyes, “That’s a good one, Karin. Probably the funniest, most stupid thing you’ve ever said.”

Karin could see she’d made a big mistake and looked around nervously, locking with Naruto’s eyes that were wide with disbelief. “Oh! Ha ha!” She forced. “Silly me! Sorry, Mr. interview guy, didn’t mean to put you on the spot!” She laughed out loud and slapped her bare thigh, taking exaggeration to a whole new level.

Naruto slowly began to relax and Anko gathered her sheets into a neat pile and cleared her throat. Sasuke’s laugh faded while Karin apologised sweetly. It seemed it was safe to carry on.

“And cut!” Gaara called out.

Anko was the first to storm off, having had enough of listening to Karin explain her life story and Sasuke’s one liner answers. Pushing aside her co-workers who were already used to her behaviour, she made her way to her office where she disappeared inside and locked herself in. Soon, her room was filled with second hand smoke and every breathed a sigh of relief.

Naruto had no time to talk to Sasuke as people crowded them and pushed them in opposite directions. Karin somehow ended up beside him, tugging onto his sleeve roughly to get his attention.

“Hey, Naruto!” She whispered loudly.

Naruto looked down at her strangely. “How do you know my name?”

She rolled her eyes. “Oh come on, I know more than that, Sasuke’s lover.” Her eyes gleamed dangerously. Naruto took a step away and scanned the area, thankful that no one had seemed to hear her words.

“You know everything?” Naruto’s voice was low, staring into Karin’s face, hungry for information.

She shook her head and giggled. “No, he wouldn’t tell me much about you or what you guys did together. He always threatened to dump me in a river whenever I asked of you.”

Naruto was confused. “But, why did he tell you?” How many others had Sasuke finally told he was gay? Did Ino and Shikamaru know? Had Shino suspected? Naruto began to search for Sasuke in the crowd and saw him hurriedly signing cards, his bodyguard close behind him ready to pull him away from all the ruckus.

“Oh please, he never told me. I just happen to find out while we were in the same hotel.” She smiled cunningly.

Naruto looked at her suspiciously. “How, exactly, did you find out?”

She beamed, “I went to use the hotel’s computer when I walked in on him doing the dirty to himself.” She blushed furiously while grinning. “He never locked the door! And he had a picture of you open on the screen!”

Naruto rolled his eyes childishly and put a hand over his face hiding his reddening cheeks. “Geez, Sasuke,” he muttered. Karin was jumping up and down laughing.

“Like I always say, I couldn’t have become famous without Sasuke!” She chirped. “Blackmail is always my strategy.”

Naruto couldn’t help but smile softly at her enthusiasm. “But you already have a great voice, why use him?”

She shrugged casually. “Well, who wants to start small and work their way up when you can get a free ticket to fame straight away?” She smirked. “It worked, didn’t it?”

Naruto nodded slowly before he smiled down at her, he was about to say something more when a couple of people spotted her and approached with hasty steps, asking her to sign their CD covers. She excused herself from Naruto and winked cutely at him before beaming at her fans and began signing their belongings.

Naruto looked around for Sasuke again and noticed him edging his way towards the elevator doors. Naruto made his way over to his office door and glanced back at Sasuke who just then looked up at him. Naruto gestured with a flick of his head that he was headed inside his office, and Sasuke nodded quickly before telling his bodyguard that he’d had enough.

The large man began to push away at the staff and demanded that they give Uchiha Sasuke the space to leave the premises. When everyone began to disperse – each returning to their stations and work, Sasuke made to turn towards the elevator doors and waited for them to open. Glancing around, he saw Karin in the opposite corner diverting the attention away from Sasuke and giving him the leeway to make a dash for Naruto’s door. His bodyguard followed him confused.

“Stay outside and don’t let anyone inside.” He ordered and opened the door.

Naruto immediately shut it behind him and pinned Sasuke with a rough and longing kiss. He wrapped his arms around his neck and felt Sasuke grab his waist, bringing them so utterly close.

Sasuke pushed Naruto towards the table, noticing Naruto had the decency to clear it of anything that could be important or that could break. He chuckled into Naruto’s mouth and ground his hips into Naruto’s pelvis, rekindling the amazing feeling of being in the proximity of him.

Naruto stopped short of breathing. “Holy shit!” was all he could think to say before he crushed his mouth against Sasuke’s parted one again. The kiss was rough and needy. He really needed Sasuke right now.

“I want you so bad.” Sasuke said running his hands over Naruto’s chest and slipping the grey jacket off his shoulders. Naruto helped him as he unbuttoned his white shirt and slipped it from his arms. He went to undo Sasuke’s as well only to grab the material and halt, suddenly remembering where he was.

“Wait, shit.” He said as Sasuke ran kisses down his smooth neck. “As kinky as this is, we can’t do it here. My walls may be thick, but there are too many people out there that may have seen you walk into my room.”

Sasuke unbuckled Naruto’s belt and zipped down his pants. “Let’s see who dares to come in.” He nipped at Naruto’s naked nipple.

“AHH! Absolutely not! I work with these people.” He protested while his hands helped Sasuke out of his shirt.

“And I’m horny. I think they can understand.” Sasuke grabbed Naruto’s arse and rubbed it against his still clad groin. The contact was divine and made Naruto gasped.

“At least – ahh! – at least let me lock the fucking door!” Naruto said through clenched teeth. He gripped onto Sasuke’s shoulder for support as he continued to be rubbed up against Sasuke.

Sasuke shook his head and kissed Naruto’s mouth. He pulled away and looked into those blue eyes that he missed so much. “I don’t care who sees me anymore.” He said. “Let them all see. Let them all know just how much I crave you. How much I need you.”

Naruto rested his forehead against Sasuke’s. “Fuck, Sasuke.” He murmured before closing the gap between their lips and kissing him heatedly.

Sasuke slipped his tongue inside Naruto’s mouth and tasted him, remembered it, and sighed content.

“…Now that I’m back…” He whispered.

Naruto chuckled. “That’s right bastard, now that you’re back, you’re not going to fucking leave again!” He pushed up against Sasuke’s chest and reached down to take the man’s pants off.

Sasuke smirked as he watched Naruto undress him. “Glad to see we’re on the same page.”

End of Epilogue – Ophelia.

I am truly, madly and deeply sorry.

I was distracted by various things, yet overall, laziness took over, and this epilogue became harder and harder for me to write (it lacks heart, has heaps of gramma mistakes, I’m sure, and is just plain crap to me). But I refused to leave this story unfinished, therefore, I kicked myself until I sat and wrote it.

Thank you everyone for sticking by to read. I appreciate every single person who stops by to read this one’s strange stories.

Now I shall go and play my new Naruto game on ps2 because I’m a proud Narutard and have nothing else better to do.