Devil's Own

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Another chappie for you...it's a bit short.

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Devils’ Own

Disclaimers: Standard disclaimers applied. Naruto, and all its characters belongs to their rightful owners. This fic is written for the sole purpose of entertainment only. So, please don't sue me!

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Part XI
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After several weeks of total and bliss and enchantment, Naruto awoke to the secret knowledge that it was his birthday. He thought of calling Ino and TenTen to tell them and have a little celebration but dismissed it as a bad idea that might depress him on his special day, they might still mad at him for trying to escape with Sai.

He thought of telling Sasuke but the Oyabun was busy lately and rarely at the building, and his traitorous mind was hardly entertaining; feeding him of images of the certain black haired male spending time with the pink haired woman. Now, he was depressed. He seethed in agony as he paced the room fuming, thinking of Sasuke flirting with the pink haired villain. When the Uchiha didn’t come at sundown, Naruto began to think despairingly of the date as a marking of captivity rather than the celebration of his nineteenth birthday.

He was looking on the city below brooding when Sasuke came to the building. “How was your day?” the black haired yakuza casually asked wrapping his arms around him and placed a kiss on top of his head.

“Boring.” Naruto replied unhappily.

“Would you like to return to the house?” Sasuke asked.

Frowning, the blonde squirmed to face him. “No,” he pouted. “I want to stay here with you.”

“Then let me rephrase it,” Sasuke laughed. “Would you like us to return o the house? I have something important to do there. We can go in about an hour.”

The blonde was overjoyed. He held the older male in a bone-crushing hug and kissed him soundly, and then he bounced off to the bedroom to change his clothes.

The Uchiha occasionally smiled at him but said little as they drove back to the Oyabun’s mansion. Upon entering the well-lit garden, Naruto choked back a sob. There were his friends on the estate and most of the Oyabuns wishing him a happy birthday.

In and TenTen then came to him with smiles on their faces. He didn’t know what to do or what to say, “Hey, guys,” Naruto began. “Uhmm…err…I’m so-“

Ino put a finger on his lips and smiled. “Sshh…” she hushed. “Happy Birthday Naru-chan. Okaeri nasai.”

“Ino…Thank you.” The younger blonde whispered. “Tadaima.”

“Yeah, happy Birthday Naru-chan and welcome home!” TenTen piped in putting an arm on his shoulders then whispered something on his ear making him beet as a tomato.

Despite his schooled manner, Sasuke’s left brow twitched upon hearing ‘juicy details’ before slipping Naruto a glass of wine. Enjoy your party.” He said then leaving him to the care of his female friends.

It was his happiest day since he had come to the Oyabun’s estate and he couldn’t get any happier when his beloved family presented themselves. Iruka-niisan-papa, Kakashi-niisan-papa, Konohamaru, Moegi and Udon came to greet him. He ran to them and threw himself to his fathers. He had missed them so much. The beauty of the night hid the animosity between his fathers and Sasuke.

Ino and TenTen presented him a silken tie while the other yakuza leaders added expensive gifts. His family sang him a happy birthday. Itachi gave him a chain of gold studded with diamonds bracelet that was obviously so expensive that he looked for the younger Uchiha’s approval before accepting them. The night filled with laughter as blue eyes grew round like saucers as he opened Tsunade’s gift for him; a red fox ears with fox tail butt plug!

He danced all night as the band played lively songs; with Ino, TenTen, Moegi, even Tsunade and Shizune danced with him. He even convinced Neji-san to danced Y.M.C.A with them. He was so happy that he glowed with life. The Oyabun never danced with him and whenever he caught a glimpse of him, he was talking to the Oyabuns.

The dancing made him thirsty, so reached again and again for the bubbling liquid that tickled his throat. Ino told him to eat but the blonde was too happy and excited – though he longed to be with his Oyabun.

Finally, the party was over. Sasuke caught him in his arms and told him it was time rest. The visitors had left. Naruto’s family was driven back to their house by Shikamaru. Ino finally forced some food on him.

He was still light headed and giddy when Sasuke carried him to their room. “You spoiled all my fun,” Naruto said pouting.

The older male just smiled lightly and continued undressing the younger man. “Am I really that bad?” Naruto asked having lost all of his inhibitions. “Am I the way you told Sakura-san, a cold fish?”

“Kami-sama,” the Uchiha laughed. “Did you really think I meant that?”

“I don’t know. I don’t know much about such things but there was a time when I thought I pleased you.”

“You did.”

As Sasuke stroked the boy’s cheek, tears welled up in Naruto’s blue eyes; he kissed the tears in his eyes and whispered. “What’s wrong?”

A small sob escaped his lips. “How did you know it’s my birthday?” Naruto asked.

“I’m an Uchiha,” Sasuke answered smugly. “I know a lot of things.”

“Jerk.” Naruto leaned up and kissed the older male lightly on the lips. “Thank you.” His voice was barely above whisper.

As he continued stroking the boy’s cheeks, Sasuke’s fingers met with the tears that spilled from the blonde’s eyes. Tipping the boy’s chin, he began kissing his forehead, his brows, his cheeks then finally his lips.

When Sasuke reached the boy’s neck, fit of giggles erupted from the blonde. Curiously, he lifted his head and looked questioningly at him. “Tell me again,” Naruto giggled.

“Tell you what again?” Sasuke blinked.

“Tell me you love me. ” The blonde said, eyes sparkling with happiness.

“I love you.” Sasuke said smiling.

“Again.”

“I love you.”

…………….

“Tell me again.”

“Dobe, for the umpteenth time, I love you.”

“Again.”

“You’re impossible.”


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Naruto hugged the Oyabun and talked excitedly as he helped the older male moved his personal belongings from the flat to the house. Carrying important documents to the house, “Dobe, let the servants do them. You’ll get tired.” Sasuke said.

“No,” Naruto protested. “I want to help you myself.” His face glowed with obvious joy.
The boy’s smile was very infectious, laughing, “Fine. Suit yourself but don’t complain about aching limbs and back later.” Sasuke replied.

Naruto stuck his tongue out at him.

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Blissful days paased, Naruto was attending classes at the Tokyo University , the Uchiha allowed him to go out of the house and enter school with the condition that he would report every details of his day. Although a little irked because of the bodyguard who constantly following him everywhere he went, he could not help but be glad knowing that the bodyguard was only for his protection and nothing else. Sasuke cared and loved him.

The Oyabun would always find free time and he would hurry through his assignments and dashed back to Sasuke’s arms. They learned new things about each other, the older male put up with his temper tantrums and verbal abuses while he learned that Sasuke would always get angry and use cruel words when he couldn’t express himself, somehow he had found that amusing and adorable.

Sasuke worked silently while Naruto wondered if he would dare ask about Sai. When he finally did, the Uchiha simply replied that the boy was gone.
Shocked, “You mean his dead!” Naruto exclaimed.

“No,” Sasuke’s smile was somewhat sad. “He left the organization.”

“Do you mean he ran away?”

“Yes, in a way.”

“But how do you know he’s safe?”

“I watched him go and if you ever tell anyone that I will wring your neck.”
Naruto beamed at him, skipping around the desk to put his arms around Oyabun’s neck from behind the chair. “Thank you.” He kissed him tenderly on the cheek. “For not hurting Sai.”

A surge of jealousy began to bubble up in him but he suppressed it, Naruto was finally accepted him and was happy living with him. He just liked Sai as a brother, the blonde had told him so, and he believed it. He would always believe it. He loved the blonde and he could never be angry at the he loved.

Relaxed, “Now, get the hell out of here or I’ll never get any work done.” Sasuke said smiling.

Naruto lingered there for a moment then giving the older male one last kiss, he bounced off to the door. He let out a startled squeal when he felt the Uchiha playfully slapped him on the rump.

“Teme!”

The devil’s spawn just laughed.

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Their days were filled with happiness and obvious contentment; it drew others like magnet, especially Itachi and Jiraiya. The ero-old man was recovering rapidly and everyone couldn’t help but noticed the closeness he had with blonde bosomy Oyabun. Itachi manner toward the blonde became tenderly courteous and treated Naruto like a brother, though lust sometimes still lingered behind the dark orbs. He was openly, but not aversely envious of Sasuke’s obvious joy.

Sasuke would sometimes brought the blonde to his meetings and talked to the Oyabuns while Naruto sat sulking, ready to die from boredom, made faces as he tried to entertain himself waiting for the seemingly unending meeting to end.

TenTen turned her attention to the younger Uchiha’s right-hand while Ino sized up the situation, trying to determine which was the most promising, turned her charms equally on Shino and Shikamaru. Naruto smiled at their efforts, thinking his own new-found happiness anchored in the certainty that the life he shared with Sasuke would never end.

One afternoon, he, Ino and TenTen walked to the west side of the estate to visit the nearly completed house. Sasuke was standing on the main hall, looking tall and handsome. Naruto could see the joy in his eyes at seeing him and he ran to him and threw his arms around the older male.

“How do you like your house?” Sasuke asked gently.

“Teme, it’s so beautiful.” Naruto replied gleefully.

“Ask your family to move in here once its finish.”

“You think they’ll agree?” the blonde asked uncertainly.

“Of course, they will.” Sasuke smiled. “You’re here.”
Naruto held him tight and buried his face in the Oyabun’s chest, inhaling his scent and memorizing it. Pure happiness consuming him and he was almost scared to think of what was their happiness going to cost.

When the Uchiha said he was going to leave him alone, Naruto realized he needed him…and loved him. Then as Sasuke held him in the rain, he knew he didn’t want to live without him. And when he made love to him that night, Naruto realized he would never leave him. He could live in his arms forever. In Sasuke’s arms, he had found his heaven and a place to die.

He could feel the older man watching him and looked up at Sasuke smiling. One hand stroking the Oyabun’s face, “Are you still mad at me for trying to escape with Sai?” Naruto asked gently.

“Perhaps, but it becomes harder and harder to stay mad with you.” The Uchiha answered truthfully.

Naruto’s smile broadened. “Why is that?”

“You know why.” The Oyabun turned his head to conceal the redness coloring his cheeks. Like hell he was going to answer him with nosey people around. The little minx was playing games with him, he knew it.

“Teme, I’m waiting.” The blonde said with feigned impatience.

“I love you, dammit!” he growled.

Damn little brat. ****ing Do -.

Naruto smiled. “I love you, too.”
Sasuke stopped his mind in mid-rant. Had he heard him right? Surely, he was just hearing things.

He looked abruptly down at the blonde. “You what?”

It was Naruto’s turn to be shy, face burning he bowed his head and began fiddling the buttons of Sasuke’s shirt. “I love you, too,” he barely whispred.
Sasuke lifted his chin and kissed him ever so tenderly on the lips and Naruto responded to him in kind. It was as if it had never been before. Gone was the anger, the fear, the frustration. Gone was any semblance of pretense, resistance or reluctance. And when they the kiss and gazed into each other’s eyes, they both recognized a mutual commitment that bound them together as nothing else could; love.

A round of applause surprised them both; they were so caught up in each other that they completely forgotten about the other occupants in the room. Cheers and laughter erupted from the nearly completed house and it filled the blonde’s heart with happiness, wishing that their happiness would never end.

Unbeknownst to them, storm clouds were harboring just around the edges of the horizon.

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The fountain became river of blood as men jumped from the porch only to be gun down on the garden ground. Kabuto’s men went down to the ground to pick off survivors, making sure none of them would live. Blood, agonized screams, cries for mercy and the steady stream of gunfire rose in the silence of the night.

Sakura felt sick; she wanted to run away and hide but only stood and watched the unfolding horror.

Few remaining loyal men flung themselves against the onslaught of the snake’s right hand. As the final defense, they despairingly fought to defend the ero-old man’s lair, only to be defeated in vain. The grim gunfire relentlessly poured down on dying men, insuring few if any survivors.

Suddenly the guns ceased firing and there was heavy silence on the horrible sight of the dead in an ugly pile of bodies. Then, with Orochimaru in full command, the night was alive again. Bodies were retrieved and added to the pile; sporadic gunfire told the pink haired woman that some of Jiraiya’s men survived, at least temporarily. She also knew that Kabuto’s men would systematically hunt them down.

The once beautiful sight of the former Master Oyabun’s estate was now a gore sight of macabre. Thick black smoke rose in the air as the smell of burning flesh sickened her to the very core, Sakura turned in utter disgust.

Feeling ill, she slumped herself inside the car. For once, she didn’t care about her appearance. Shortly after Orochimaru and his right-hand climbed the car and left the estate.

“Why did you have to slaughter all those men?” she asked the snake man, suppressing her rage. “Surely, there was some other way.”

“Don’t be a hypocrite,” Orochimaru snapped. “You’re as guilty as I am.”

“But killing all those men?”

“Those filthy trashes aren’t enough payment for what those damn Uchihas done to me.” He said clenching his teeth. “They cut me off the organization, liquidate almost all of my assets and murdered half of my men. That Master Oyabun thinks he so cocky, just he wait ‘till I get my hands on him. He’ll regret all of this.” With a cold unnerving smile, Orochimaru turned to the pink haired woman beside him. “I still have one more trump card.”

Haruno Sakura didn’t need to be a genius to figure out who was the snake man was pertaining about. The blonde boy. That stupid boy whom Sasuke gladly chosen over her. A surge of hatred rose in her, it would be good to get rid of the blonde.

But still, there was something confusing her. If Sasuke could do that to Orochimaru, he could have easily had her killed, but why didn’t he do it? Could be the Uchiha was trying to protect her in someway?

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Several days after the massacre in Jiraiya’s estate, the Oyabuns were all tensed and always on the edge, Orochimaru was not someone to be taken lightly. The security on the Uchiha mansion was tightly issued and always on high alert. Men guarded every nooks and cranny of the estate and continued their rounds day in and day out.

Sasuke was rarely home and always tensed and on the verge of anger. His strained face clearly stated exhaustion and lack of sleep.

Days passed with no news about the snake man and everyone was apprehensive. With Orochimaru’s silence, they knew terrible things would soon follow, but they didn’t know when.

One night, Naruto found the Oyabun slumped on a chair in their room, bottle of sake in hand and thoroughly exhausted. From the looked of it, Sasuke had drunk a lot, the bottle was nearly empty.

“Sasuke,” Naruto approached timidly and took the bottle away from the older man’s grasp. “Are you alright?”

“Yes.” Sasuke growled, obviously upset with the current situation and with his question.
The blonde attempted to touch him but the Uchiha pushed him away. “Go to bed, Naruto.” Sasuke barked.

“But Sasuke, I want to stay here with you.” Naruto protested. “Just let me stay here with you.”

“Go to bed now!”

Naruto bit his lip as tears welled up in his eyes. “Alright…”

The blonde let a startled gasp when the black haired male suddenly pulled him back and buried his face on the boy’s chest. “I’m sorry.” Sasuke whispered. “I’m not mad at you.”
Small fingers threaded the thick black hair; Naruto’s heart ached with the Oyabun’s pain. He had never seen this side of Sasuke; so small and vulnerable.

Cupping the older man’s face, he lifted it upward to meet the Uchiha’s sorrowful gaze. “Let me share your pain, your burden, your fears…You don’t have to bear it all. I’m here, Sasuke. I’m with you.” Naruto said with all the affections he held for him. “Even just for tonight, let me share them with you…then tomorrow…” he trailed off.
“Then tomorrow?” Sasuke asked.

Leaning down, he palnted a small kiss on his lips, “You can be a jerk again.” He said.

Silent tears soaked the blonde’s clothes as he held the Oyabun close to his heart. Heavy rain fell upon the mansion roof, but they didn’t hear them. Thunders roared and lightings flashed, but they didn’t feel them. They heard only their breathing and the soft thuds of their beating hearts.

TBC…

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