Chapter 5 Naruto’s pov
Naruto woke up with a start and he immediately felt a blush starting on his cheeks. He was aroused. Aroused and thinking of Sasuke. That had been happening a lot lately.
He had always thought about Sasuke a lot. About how to beat him, how to get him to return home, how to get him to stay… But this was different. It was bad enough that he was afraid to touch him because he feared getting rejected. Waking up after dreaming that he was being touched by Sasuke was embarrassing. The last thing he needed was for someone to notice the hardness of his body and make a comment about it. He would soooo never live that down.
He could hear it now, Sai saying “Hello dickless, or should I say not so dickless.” And his dick problem was the last thing he wanted to think about.
Leaving the tent Naruto nodded to Sai as he made his way out of camp. Taking to the trees, he positioned himself in a place where he had a clear view of the camp as well as the surrounding area. He wasn’t even sure why keeping watch was so important. They were in a safe area, just traveling on a diplomatic mission. But Sasuke had insisted that it made sense to stay vigilant no matter where they were camped. Evidently old habits of never letting down his guard made it impossible for Sasuke to relax without someone on guard.
It was hard to concentrate though. Thoughts of Sasuke were much more interesting than looking at the trees in the dark to see whether any of them might be an enemy waiting to kill them in their sleep.
Naruto sighed deeply. Would Sasuke ever relax enough to feel safe? Naruto gave a snort to himself. Who am I trying to kid, what would really be nice is if Sasuke wouldn’t always volunteer to take first watch. It’s been forever since I’ve been able to watch him in his sleep.
Thoughts of Sasuke seemed to be taking over both his waking and sleeping thoughts. Trying to figure out why Sasuke always appeared to be looking at him and trying to figure out just what those looks meant was slowing driving Naruto crazy. Add to that the fact that his dreams were becoming more sensual and intense. He was slowing becoming so frustrated that his thoughts were filled with him imagining what it would be like to be with Sasuke.
His skin, his lips, his hands, the weight of his body… just thinking about all of those things caused a shiver to travel throughout Naruto’s body. It had become a craving… a craving to touch Sasuke skin to skin.
Naruto pressed his hands against the bark of the tree, enjoying the feel of the rough pattern against his palms. His thumb slowly began to trace along the ridges of the bark as he thought of another ridge he would like to trace. Chuckling to himself Naruto smiled ruefully. Even touching a tree led him to think about Sasuke’s body and how much he wanted to touch it. It felt like he was waiting for the right moment.
Waiting, yeah he’d always been waiting for Sasuke. Waiting for him to notice him, waiting for him to take him seriously as a rival, waiting to beat him, waiting for him to return, waiting for him to leave again…
Thinking back on his interactions with Sasuke over the years, Naruto suddenly felt like hitting his head against the tree he was sitting on. Waiting? What the hell? When had waiting ever been his strong point? He hadn’t waited for Sasuke to notice him… his young idiotic self had demanded to be noticed. And no way had he waited for Sasuke to take him seriously… he had always tried his damnedest to beat him in their training days. And waiting for his return? Everyone had gotten thoroughly sick of him never giving up trying to drag Sasuke back to Konoha.
Waiting… what the hell had he been thinking? Jumping down from the tree Naruto began to head back into camp just as the night started to lose some of its darkness. The time for thinking and waiting was over.