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Midnight Snow

2009-04-30T02:51:44Z

Anzai’s already dark skin darkened even more as a blush crept onto his cheeks and shoulders. The blush was mostly caused by the midnight snow, but the newest addition was caused by the latest touches from his lover. He straddled Thunder and kissed him softly. A small trail of saliva kept them connected as he softly whispered to his other, “Anzai loves Thunder.” He purred before leaning in and kissing the younger man’s earlobe.

Thunder chuckled, “And Thunder loves Anzai.” He replied, teasing the other about his speaking in the third-person. Anzai smiled at this, wagging his bushy, fox tail. Thunder thought that Anzai’s speech impediment was cute, but he couldn’t help but make fun of it in a playful way. Not that Anzai minded. He actually liked hearing Thunder’s strong voice speaking in the same manner as he, himself did.

The 23-year-old fox anthro’s ear flickered as Thunder kissed it softly. Anzai moaned at the feeling of his 19-year-old seme’s lips. His ears were very sensitive, despite the tough skin and fur. He flicked his tail as the bigger man took off his coat and laid it on the snow before pushing Anzai back onto it. “Anzai, I need you.” He spoke, saying the words that had seduced his lover many times before.

Anzai moaned and squirmed as he looked up into Thunder’s purple eyes through the dreadlocks hanging in his face. Thunder’s hand was slowly making its way from the button to the zipper on Anzai’s pants and he was so hot that he could barely feel the winter cold. As Thunder worked slowly on the removal of Anzai’s pants, the suspense was killing the older.

Finally, Thunder got the pants off and put them to the side. He took some snow and let it melt on Anzai’s hot entrance as he took the smaller’s dick and rubbed his thumb over the head. Anzai moaned a soft moan that soon got louder as Thunder thrust into him unexpectedly. The anthro squirmed a bit as Thunder kissed his forehead before rolling his hips into Anzai. The smaller bit his lip and his moans began to ring out, bouncing off of the trees.

Thunder pulled the other man up into a sitting position, moving him up and down. Anzai liked this position because he had more control. He began to roll his own hips in rhythm with his lover’s as he nibbled on the younger’s ear. He couldn’t feel the cold snow on his shins, but sooner than later he came and the sensation of warmth disappeared.

Thunder thrust inside of his lover just once more before finishing within the older and holding him close. Anzai’s eyes were hazy. “Anzai is cold.” His breath was visible as he spoke. Thunder pulled out, smiling before handing Anzai his pants. Anzai smiled and giggled a bit as he pulled them on. “I thank you.”

Alone

2009-04-03T22:48:31Z

Jeremy knew all too well what it was like to be alone. Although his step-father was home all the time since his mother had left two years ago, the older man had checked out mentally long ago. Jacob was the only person that Jeremy had in his pathetic and lonely life since he’d dropped out of high school. The boy, Jacob, was Jeremy’s brother; who was five years younger than Jeremy at twelve-years-old. Technically a half-brother, Jacob was a neko-boy. This meant that he had cat ears and a tail that people yanked at and grabbed onto. The poor boy had bruises from head-to-toe from the abuse he received from classmates. Therefore, the only person Jacob had in his pathetic and lonely life since he’d started school was Jeremy.

Today was a particularly bad day for the boys. Jeremy had gotten beaten up by a group of older boys who thought that he looked funny and Jacob had too. The two came home covered in bruises, their eyes almost swollen shut, and nobody cared except for them. Jeremy even looked his step-father in the eye as he came through the door and all the fat man did was sit there and shake his head. This made Jeremy furious, causing him to go up to his room and hurt himself even more. I deserve these beatings. He thought to himself. I deserve to be treated like dirt. No one loves me, why am I even alive?

By the time Jacob got home, Jeremy was beaten to a bloody pulp and crying on the floor. Jacob kissed his older brother’s head, lying next to him and smiling. “Please, Jeremy, don’t cry. You’ll be okay.” He didn’t even ask what was wrong. He didn’t need to know. All he knew was that, for some reason, his brother was hurt and he needed to comfort him. The small boy purred against his brother’s bloody body for some minutes as Jeremy pet his back. It was then that Jacob and Jeremy both realized that his brother not only loved him, but needed him, maybe almost as much as he needed his brother.

SasuNaru: Revealed ch.3

2008-09-29T00:58:41Z

WARNING: This contains yaoi (homosexual themes) If you don't approve of homosexuality, or sexual things that men do together *cough*gaysmex*cough* please refrain from reading this. You have been warned, and if you read it now, don't get mad at me, because it's your own damn fault.

WARNING: This contains incest (sexual relationships between family members) In this case, it is brother loving brother. If you don't approve of the use of incest to help the conflict of a story line, please refrain from reading this. You have been warned, and if you read it now, don't get mad at me, because it's your own damn fault.

chapter 3: epiphany

     Every time he looked into those red, swirling eyes, Sasuke began to melt, feeling so helpless... He liked it... but was it only because he was used to it? Was it only because he needed the attention that he only knew his own sibling to provide for him? He reflected upon these questions as he lay under his brother, begging for more. Looking into the face of the man that he detested, the man that he hated for leaving him so many times before as the same man moved through him. Every time he lay on his back, legs around the taller man's waist, moaning, gasping for thick air, digging his nails into his brother's pale flesh... knowing that he hated him... he couldn't help but love this part of him. His body was shaking, and still even after all these years of fucking and blowing the same person, he could never wait for more.

    He had to run to school that morning, afraid he would be late. Itachi had a way of dragging sex out somehow. With all of the foreplay and teasing... Sasuke couldn't think of this now, he had to get to class. When he finally sat down in home room he realized that he was actually early and sighed, staring at the floor as he rubbed his forehead. He groaned as other children began to pour into the classroom. A blond head caught his eye and he looked away quickly, burying his pale face in slender hands. It was going to be a long half-day.

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    Naruto sat in the seat next to Sasuke. It was awkward, there seats being next to each other in a time like this, but Heaven knew that there was no way in Hell Mr. Hatake would let them move. He was a pervert, and he was pretty cool, but he was also pretty strict when it came to certain things. Children don't move from there homerooms on half-days, but that was pretty good since homeroom was like a study hall... Mr. Hatake took a seat and propped his feet up on the desk. When the bell rang he yawned. "You may speak with the people around you, don't move from your seats." With this comment he pulled out a book and started reading.

    A chatter instantly spread across the room, and it seemed to Naruto that he and the raven-haired child next to him were the only two not talking. He sighed. "I'm sorry I choked you yesterday..." He chanced a sideways glance over at the brunette. It was weird to see him like this... Sasuke was looking down, his chin wasn't held high with pride as usual. The older boy was wiggling his fingers around under the desk... He seemed almost nervous...

    The blond waited a few seconds for a response, Sasuke's silence seeming like the loudest thing in the room. He sighed, laying his head down on his desk. Naruto pulled the school-official uniform shirt off, using it as a pillow. His fishnet wound tightly around him as he drifted off into a dream, sleeping for the remainder of the three hours they were in school that day.

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    The end bell rang and Sasuke stood quickly. He grabbed his bag and headed for the door, but soon felt a hand clasped around his wrist. "We have to talk about this..." Naruto stood there, the shirt thrown over his shoulder. Sasuke felt like he was in a cold sweat as he blushed for the first time in a long time.

    "...Fine..."

    The taller of the two refused to talk, seeing as the blond was spilling his guts. Sasuke doubted he could get a word in if he wanted to, which he didn't. "-so then I was thinking about it for like, an hour..." The brunette had to pull him in a different direction several times because the idiot wandered off, forgetting where he was going, lost in his words. "-I want to kiss you again." Sasuke stumbled a bit.

    They walked for a long time after that in silence. "I... I don't think that can happen again..." Sasuke finally spoke as they rounded the corner to his street. He could tell that Naruto was frowning now... The brunette sighed. After he'd weighed out the options, at least there were some things that he loved about Itachi... and the long-haired Uchiha would always be there for Sasuke. Something that Naruto couldn't promise...

    Naruto walked him all the way to his doorstep before saying good-bye and walking away slowly. Sasuke sighed, pulling a key from his pocket. He was just about to put it in the lock when he saw a note on the door. It was from Itachi. He didn't have to read it; he already knew what it said. "Naruto!" He turned and half-ran to the blond. "Um... actually... yeah. How would you like to go for some ramen or something?" He grabbed his hand, interlocking their fingers. The blond smiled, and at that moment Sasuke knew that Naruto could give him something that his brother couldn't. Something that outweighed all of the things Itachi gave him. Naruto could give him understanding, the understanding of being alone.

SasuNaru:Revealed ch.2

2008-09-03T23:16:58Z

WARNING: This contains yaoi (homosexual themes) If you don't approve of homosexuality, or sexual things that men do together *cough*gaysmex*cough* please refrain from reading this. You have been warned, and if you read it now, don't get mad at me, because it's your own damn fault.

WARNING: This contains incest (sexual relationships between family members) In this case, it is brother loving brother. If you don't approve of the use of incest to help the conflict of a story line, please refrain from reading this. You have been warned, and if you read it now, don't get mad at me, because it's your own damn fault.

Chapter two: longing

     Sasuke walked home by himself as he always did, but this was the first time he'd actually felt alone; or at least the first time he'd thought to care about it. He touched his lips with shaky fingers for what seemed like the millionth time on that long walk to his apartment. The boy sighed, angry with himself for giving in to his feelings toward Naruto. Cursing under his breath, the brunette kicked a rock, growling a bit at his own stupidity. He buried his smooth face in his hands, breathing deeply and trying to gain his composure. For the first time in his life he needed someone other than his brother... In fact, he wasn't even looking forward to seeing the older man when he walked through the door.

     As the younger Uchiha's thoughts settled on his brother Itachi, his pace slowed down quite a bit. He remembered being a young boy back at the orphanage with his brother and seventeen other children (one of those children being Naruto.) He and Itachi had always had a "special" relationship, far beyond what most brothers had. When he was small, he didn't know that what they were doing anything wrong or out of the norm. He just thought that brothers were supposed to kiss and hug like that, sleeping in eachother's arms and taking long baths together, but as he got older and realised that it wasn't normal, and, with that, he also realised that he didn't really care. He loved the older man and that was all he'd ever known.

     Only, now, he knew more. Supplementary to his brother was the class clown and town idiot: Naruto Uzumaki. The dobe's short blond hair and petite, muscular stature were contrasting to the older Uchihas long raven locks and slender height. The lonely blond was almost as old as Sasuke, compared to his brother being close to five years his senior. As he thought of all the differences between them and realized that they had absolutely nothing in common, he pondered on his feelings about Naruto. Maybe he just thought that he wanted him because his anger for Itachi had been slowly mounting lately.

     The beautiful twenty-two year old man had been leaving alot recently, most of the time with at least five people and an abundant supply of hard liquor. Sasuke's eyes angered and filled with tears simultaneously as he thought of his brother's ongoing absences. His most recent absence ended only that very morning when the young man had woken up to find his brother, who had been gone for twenty-eight consecutive days with no call or any hint of being alive, lying next to him in the small bed that they shared and reeking of alchohal. He hadn't even bothered trying to wake his older brother when he started out for school.

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     Naruto walked into the empty house that he'd called his own for almost a year now and threw down his school bag. Slamming the door behind him, he punched the closest wall angrily, cursing nothing in particular. Why? Why did I close my eyes when that bastard kissed me?! He clenched his fists, growling and mummbling to himself under his breath. I like girls... He really did. He liked Sakura. Even though she hit him any chance she got, and only talked about Sasuke, and called Naruto a loser, and said that his parents never wanted him... Who was he kidding? Secretly, deep down, he hated that bitch. So why did he pretend to like her? Could it really all just be to keep up appearences? Could the blond really be gay? He hated thinking about it.

     Yet, he couldn't stop thinking about it. He brushed his lips with nimble fingertips softly, wondering why Sasuke had kissed him. In wondering that, another question came to his mind: How many men had Sasuke kissed before me? He never thought that such a simple question would drive him so crazy in mere seconds. He stood quickly, only to sit at the table again and rest his face in his trembling hands. Maybe Sasuke had been with alot of different boys... Maybe kissing Naruto was just a way to make the muscular boy let go of Sasuke when he was pinned against the wall... Maybe... Naruto was making himself nervous over maybes, mights, and what-ifs... No, Sasuke was making Naruto nervous.

     The younger Junior boy sat there for at least an hour before coming to the conclusion that he wanted to kiss Sasuke again. Even if he didn't like the stupid brunette bastard, when he kissed him, he felt as though someone accepted him... Naruto almost felt loved, and that's all he'd really ever wanted. He knew that he didn't like Sasuke, let alone love him, and he knew that Sasuke probably returned the feelings of loathing and hate; still he also knew that Sasuke needed that love too, and no matter how much they hated eachother, the need for affection would eventually drive the two boys together.

SasuNaru: Revealed ch.1

2008-08-30T03:11:10Z

WARNING: This contains yaoi (homosexual themes) If you don't approve of homosexuality, or sexual things that men do together *cough*gaysmex*cough* please refrain from reading this. You have been warned, and if you read it now, don't get mad at me, because it's your own damn fault.

Chapter one: Consiousness

      Naruto sat at his desk, tapping a number two pencil on the sleek wood and sighing as he looked out of the wide windows, and hoped that the rest of the day wouldn't seem to be this long. He was antsy, unable to stop twitching and shaking. He wasn't cold, or afraid, he wasn't feeling bad. No. He was just simply excited. Excited about something that he'd been waiting for since he'd met that bastard Sasuke. Today, right after school, under the big oak tree beside the bench, he was finally going to fight with Sasuke Uchiha. The stuck-up, rich, and snooty pretty boy of Konoha. Sasuke apparently had something that the blond Naruto didn't since all of the girls were falling for the brunette who never even spared a passing glance rather than the tanned gentleman who bowed and waved politely, and actually engaging in conversation when spoken to.

     He looked at the clock...3:13. Only two minutes before class let out and he was so anxious that he didn't know if he could live through it. He was afraid he might explode, or die of anticipation. He grunted as a piece of paper hit him on the back of his blond head, and, blushing, he turned away from two snickering Senior boys. Ever since Iruka had adopted him when he was just seven-years-old and moved him into a public school ,as opposed to the one at the orphanage, Naruto had been picked on for being different. Some people told him that his parents never loved him, some said that they got rid of him because he was deformed and stupid, but the truth was they died before the doctors even had time to let his father cut the umbilical cord. The truth was He killed them both.

     The bell rang and it was like music to Naruto's ears as he ran out of the class, grabbing his bag and undoing his tie. He slammed through the exit doors, only to find Sasuke already waiting in the designated area. He must have cut the end of class to get there so early, but it's not like any of the teachers would care anyway. He was from a well-known, prestigious family, which meant that he could always get away with anything. Once, if Naruto could recall the event correctly, Sasuke actually told a teacher to shut up and called him an idiot just because he said that Sasuke looked like his older brother, whom he'd taught five years before... Sometimes Naruto wondered why Sasuke had such detest for his own brother... and for that matter, why were there three scars on each of his own round cheeks... and when they make donuts, do they put the hole in the middle, or build the donut around th- Why am I thinking of such stupid shit at a time like this?! The blond mentally scolded himself, shaking his head as he walked up to Sasuke. "Ready... bastard?" He slid his jacket and off, throwing it on the bench along with his tie.

     "As ready as I'll ever be, dumb ass." Sasuke scowled as always and stood there with his hands in his pockets as if he were going to fight without using his hands. Naruto furrowed his brow. damn this kid knows how to piss me off! he thought angrily. The raven-haired boy just stood there, his jacket off, undershirt untucked, his tie messy... it was probably like that all day and no one said anything because of who he was... The apathetic and rude boy was acting as if he were expecting Naruto to make the first move.

     the youngest, blond boy cracked his knuckles and scoffed at Sasuke before running at him and taking a punch. Of course, it's not enough for Sasuke to be smart and rich... He just had to be a strong martial artist too... needless to say, the obnoxious one's hard fist was dodged, and soon used against him as Sasuke directed the weight of the younger boy's punch to throw him face first into the dirt below. Naruto knew that he had to rebound quickly before Sasuke, stupid asshole, impritnted his face into the dirt. He threw himself up and somehow ended up pinning Sasuke, who was now  about two feet off of the ground, to a wall on the outside of a small shed. One thing that Naruto had that Sasuke didn't, surprisingly enough, there actually was something that the snooty boy didn't have, was muscle power. In fact, if someone put the pretty-boy's wits and reflexes with the dumb ass blond's body build, they would have created the ultimate hand-to-hand combat weapon.

     Naruto looked into the pale face of the boy he was fighting, unable to do anything more to hurt him. Damn it! How did Sasuke always seem to get inside of his head. Just that apathetic look he always gave drove him crazy! The golden-haired youth growled, dropping his older classmate and letting him land in a heap on the ground. Naruto merely grabbed his jacket and tie, then turned away and started walking home. He didn't care to fight Sasuke anymore... because he knew that the brunette wasn't trying. He could see it in his cold, onyx eyes...

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     Sasuke clenched his fists in an angry rage that was building up inside of his tall, but tiny figure, leaving him full to bursting. He cursed under his breath and watched Naruto's back get farther away as he started to walk away from the Uchiha. How did this dumb ass always make him so mad? He hated it. He wouldn't just walk away and act like he was the bigger man. No. Sasuke wouldn't let that happen. There was no one around, no one that the Uchiha wished to impress, but Sasuke's pride was as swollen as his wallet and he wasn't going to let some trouble making brat shrink it down to size.

     He swung an arm out to catch Naruto by the back of the shirt, pulling him backwards, but the youngest of the two broke the raven's hold and once again had him pinned to the wall. One hand held Sasuke's collar, the other was clenched in a tight fist, threateningly lingering over his head. Sasuke didn't care, he wasn't threatened by it, although he knew he should have been... and probably would have been if other thoughts hadn't crossed his mind.

Naruto is so close... Sasuke could feel his breath. His warm... enticing... seducing breath on his own pale, soft lips. It was almost as if the warmth were calling out to him. Pleading for him to move closer. Slowly. Gently... Until the two Junior boys were connected by their mouths... It was almost as if it were calling to him... and saying that there was nothing wrong with being a boy... who just couldn't resist kissing another boy...

     Before the younger Uchiha brother, or the blond idiot for that matter, knew what he was doing, the only space between the high school boys' lips appeared for only a quick moment. Just after the slender brunette brushed lips with the adopted dork, Naruto gasped, but the older didn't pull away. He only used the opportunity of his rival's open mouth to deepen the kiss that he had forced upon the other. Sasuke's eyes closed immediately, and soon so did Naruto's, but he quickly shot them open when he realized exactly what he was doing. Sasuke was pushed back into the wall getting a hard punch and a "Piss off!" from the boy he'd just fallen in love with. Naruto Uzumaki... the poorest and most broken down kid in town. The rich and prestigious Sasuke Uchiha was in love with Naruto Uzumaki ...and he didn't even know if the blond hoodlum was gay.