[LOG] NaruSasu angst :|
Who: Uzumaki Naruto (messandentwine) and Uchiha Sasuke (noisewithin)
What: THE EPIC RETURN HOME. Yes I know I started this without asking Lamb, I SORRYYYYYY DDDDD:
When: September 5th of 2007
Where: The Uchizumaki Apartment
Warnings: GUARANTEED: Angst, many references to boylove, incest, sex in general, and all of that like, SWEARING, punching, etc. But knowing Lamb and I ( Read more... )
What: THE EPIC RETURN HOME. Yes I know I started this without asking Lamb, I SORRYYYYYY DDDDD:
When: September 5th of 2007
Where: The Uchizumaki Apartment
Warnings: GUARANTEED: Angst, many references to boylove, incest, sex in general, and all of that like, SWEARING, punching, etc. But knowing Lamb and I ( Read more... )
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(His own words.)
Naruko is is out shopping - like usual and again ("You two eat so much, it's ridiculous. And, frankly," her eyes are scolding, and they would be playful if he didn't look so sober, "it's mostly you." "Well sure to fuck it is. Sasuke's anorexic, practically." Naruko doesn't mention the fact that-) Because Naruto is miserable.
Blond bangs fall across darkened eyes and bags hang low under his eyes. (I'm having trouble trying to sleep.) He lifts a hand to bite ( ... )
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Sasuke does not really register it when the door flings open and a burst of color (-if he would look up for a second he would see Naruto isn't wearing orange for once, but it is still only flesh and blur from the what his Peripheral vision allows him to see-) that stands before him, because if Sasuke's head weren't hanging the way it is, the disks of his spine sharp and obvious against his flesh, and maybe if his skin wasn't so gray, if his lips weren't the most horrid color of blue, if his breathing wasn't so slurred and he wasn't stumbling so much. (Because all Sasuke cares about right now is being-)
In Naruto's
(-Itachi's.
Because it had been the alley adjacent to Sasori's apartment building that Sasuke collapsed, and wandered back home upon coming to. Pathetic.) wake
About nothing and everything all at once, I am one of those melodramatic fools.
is Sasuke dying.
Grasping to control-He's shivering and his teeth are chattering so loudly in his own ears and only a very distant noise ( ... )
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"GodJesusfuckandChrist, Sasuke, you're fuckin' freezing." Water is soaking through his clothes, even, within seconds, and it is rigidly cold. Sasuke's limbs are corpse-like; he feels like he's three days dead in Naruto's arms. (The outside air isn't cold. Not even remotely. There's no wind, and even in September the air is heavy, humid, and almost eighty degrees. But Sasuke is ice water in his hands. Eerily cold. So much that it's starting to scare the shit out of him.) The Uchiha's skin is slick and its pallor is vague - sickly, gray, almost entirely non-existant. His whole body is slight (even more than normal, the bones jutting out at strange new angles as his figure wanes even more) and shaking violently as his teeth chatter.
Naruto should have the heart to scream at him.
(Sasuke's been gone an entire week, doing who knows what who knows where, and Naruto has been worried sick to the point of depression more severe than anything his sister has ever really had to see or put up with. There are ( ... )
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His lips are moving as if he were about to speak.
(As if, but-)
And Shisui might be those-
(In any other situation Sasuke might have been annoyed. Maybe a color would have risen in his cheeks, maybe he would have jabbed at a few of Naruto's nerves, but this is not any other situation, not at all, this is-) And Sasuke is nonreactant in every meaning of the word. Head bowed, pupils dilated, breathing and pulse rate way too fucking slow, and he's uncoordinated and the floor is moving beneath him when he raises his arms (-an echo of loud snaps and pops and no tension is relieved at all.) and steadily does he unbutton his shirt, and his fingers (-his nails, bitten down to the bed, have never looked so- And none of him has ever looked so-)
In my nothing-He is shaking so violently he cries out, for half a second, by the time he peels away the tee-shirt from his skin, a deep throated and briefly agonized response to the way his muscles are tensing and moving in traumatic spasms (-he is so cold. And ( ... )
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(Could never be.
Because-)
Cold lips, cold skin, he can't stand to watch Sasuke undress himself. (It hurts too much, hurts like his own rasping, screaming voice in China, hurts like a blade cut into his cheeks and his stomach over and over, hurts like Kyuubi whispering things in his ear, sweet sad things; he never went back and that's what really makes him a coward. He's forgotten his homeland, his native tongue, has shoved it, crushed it beneath the floorboards of his mind, has completely repressed it, to the point that even Chinese food cuts tracks of acid through his stomach and makes him sick.) Black hair stick awkwardly to fishbelly skin that's dead even in the warm light and he can't do it he can't just sit there and do nothing. Sasuke hasn't given him permission, really but he doesn't care. (He can't wait for it ( ... )
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(Why he came back.
Begging for life.
Begging for-)
Sasuke is freezing, shivering, nude in Naruto's arms, his own lips (black. The darkest and deepest of blacks that might ever be, that might ever be, but Sasuke has ceased almost entirely to exist in this moment, in this temperature and the lack thereof. In this absence, because Sasuke is absent in all of the ways Naruto is so very there.) And Naruto is there in too many ways. (Too many ways that Sasuke is having is heart attack in. That he might die dramatically in Naruto's arms.)
Hold me like you held onto life.
But hypothermia does not work like that.
(Because Naruto's boiling water heat is a comfortable temperature, but not quite enough to make Sasuke's teeth stop clacking against one another of their own accord, or his muscles to spasm without his forcing them to. A hard shiver that cannot stop, and blue lips that Naruto cannot return to that shade of pink without-) within.
distort.
When all fears came alive and entombed me.
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