My One and Only

Wow it has been a while people but I’ve been in a weird mood recently. First I put off writing so that I could draw (been working on my uni portfolio), then when I was ill I went through a writing streak. Now so that I could have some experience in writing demon ‘behaviour’ I’ve been re-reading some of my favourite Inuyasha fic’s. This of course has spurred to me to write my own. Tragic I just keep getting distracted.



Well anyway, major thanks to all the amazing people that reviewed and in this chapter you guy’s might finally find out what the whole Gaara issue is. I swear you might not believe it.!!!!



Beta read by Lainie12777- worship her!!!!!





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Chapter 11: Settling down



~A week later~



Itachi strode through the empty compound, well it wasn’t really empty but it might as well have been. Every demon had tucked themselves away for mating season, even his parents, leaving him out. Not that he minded; it gave him to time explore and search the compound for clues or secrets. With no one keeping watch Itachi had time to gather information.



Especially that regarding a certain Kitsune Demon.



He looked through his father’s study, being careful to put things back where they belonged when he was done, so as to not alert suspicion. He never snooped through his father’s study before, since Fugaku told him everything necessary. After all if he wasn’t kept in the loop he would make a poor heir to the clan. However this wasn’t an issue concerning the clan (yet), he was doing this out of a personal issue.



For Naruto.



He hoped that his little brother would soon tell the Kitsune of his heritage, and for that he needed something special. To be exact the location where the great general was sealed away. It seemed only right that Naruto should at least visit his mother’s ‘grave’.



He opened up his father’s desk drawer and only found documents and land deeds; he was about to stop his search when he saw something peaking out from under the stack of papers. Unhurriedly Itachi reached for the object and pulled it out carefully, making sure not to disturb the stack of papers on top of it.



It was a photo, to be exact that of his father and another demon, standing side-by-side. It was old and faded with an orangey-browny tinge with age, but he could tell easily that the youkai standing beside his father was a regal Kitsune demon. Long hair cascading down his back, with the same hairpins that Naruto had been wearing for the ceremony; he even had the same demonic scar-like markings on his cheeks.



Kyuubi. There was no doubt about it.



The demon, even from his father’s dominant description, had a submissive look about him. Even the Kimono he was wearing had a feminine flare, with longer sleeves and a wider obi. Not to mention the hairpin he wore, it was most submissive. Itachi almost disbelieved that this was the ‘Great General’, a youkai that inspired fear and horror in the hearts of his enemy. Yet, he would not judge a book by its cover. Nothing was ever as it seemed.



His sensitive nose tingled when a familiar scent hit it; he couldn’t help but smile as he tucked the photo away in his vest and stepped out of his father’s study. Making sure of course that everything was as he had first found it, before leaving the compound and heading in the direction of the hills.



He had something important to do.



~*~



Sasuke sighed heavily as he staggered out of the cave into the cool air. What a week.



He stretched his lean body and groaned when his bones popped back into place; he flexed his weary muscles, and rotated his neck ‘til he felt better. He sighed out in relief and scanned the forest around him tiredly. Again he thought what a week that was.



After all, who’d have thought his little mate would have such an insatiable apatite?



After each mating Sasuke would try to either stand up to gather some bedding, food, or some kindle to start a fire. Only to be tackled by a horny fox trying to drain him dry. Naruto had so much stamina that in the end Sasuke couldn’t keep up with him; after almost five days of nonstop sex he had been forced to orally pleasure his mate, since he just couldn’t keep up.



At least now he could rest a little...



‘Grooowlll’



....And getting something to eat, he thought, looking down at his stomach.



Cautiously he sniffed the air, and just like he thought it smelled like nothing but sex. Again he wasn’t really surprised, after all most newly mated demons would be out here in the forest, spending the two weeks finalizing the mating process. So he didn’t expect to be alone. Although...



He looked back at the cave and his peacefully sleeping mate. He would have to keep vigil. Even though he had claimed Naruto there would some rough youkai prowling the forest, ready to steal and impregnate a submissive. It was their way of passing their seed without the commitment. Sasuke growled throatily, of course he wasn’t going to let that happen to his mate. But just to be sure he started walking a good distance from the cave, marking the area off with his heavy scent. A warning to others not to enter the area under pain of death.



The next part was hunting; a good mate would provide for his submissive, and that’s exactly what he was going to do. He would need something high in protein and fat. Naruto would need the energy, and with the coming winter he would need the store. A rational side of Sasuke would have said that he was making all this fuss about nothing. When they returned home there would be plenty of food, and they would be safe and warm without a care or worry.



However this was the young wolf’s baser instincts speaking, and they were dictating over the rational side of him. So he went on the search for food, soon setting on the river and the fattening salmon swimming upstream. He waded into the cold water, shivering at its iciness, and then stood there motionlessly. Hunched over the water, clawed hands barely dipping into the icy stream, and as soon as a small shadowy mass filtered too close he dug his hands down into the water before throwing the fish onto land.



He did the same a few times more, moving to a different spot after each try and soon he had a small pile of pink salmon, enough to satisfy their current hunger.



He strutted back towards the cave and found Naruto already awake and looking nervous. Sasuke cursed inwardly; he might have left the Kitsune alone for too long. Around this time it was essential to be around each other as much as possible, especially if Naruto was pupped. And that thought almost stopped Sasuke in his tracks. Could the blonde be pregnant already?



He quickened his step and noticed the fox turning to look at him in relief, and Sasuke felt his breath hitch at that breathtaking smile. Yet it seemed like Naruto was more excited about something else than seeing Sasuke.



“FOOD!!” he shouted out and tried to stand up, only to wince and stagger back down to the ground.



The wolf couldn’t help but chuckle, maybe he was too rough with him at times. He sat down beside the blonde and handed him a fish, which Naruto instantly devoured raw and then spat out the bones. Again under normal circumstances Sasuke may have chastised Naruto for his lack of manners, but his youkai was happy at his mate’s appetite and promptly handed him another fish.



They ate in silence and Sasuke’s sharp gaze fell towards Naruto’s stomach; so far he couldn’t tell if Naruto was pregnant. There was no change in his scent; then again it would take a while for things to take an effect, and with Naruto’s human side it may take even longer. This of course raised another question for Sasuke.



“Naruto,” he said, startling the Kitsune. This would be the first time in a week they had spoken to each other properly, and not a mixture of grunts and pleasurable mewls. The Kitsune tilted his head to the side, waiting for Sasuke to continue. “Did you… er, do you know your real parents?” it felt awkward to ask the question.



Naruto frowned and looked away. “As far as I’m concerned Iruka and Kakashi are my parents.” Sasuke was actually taken aback by the sudden change in the blonde’s attitude; the harshness in his voice, and the fire in those crystal blue eyes were nothing like the shy creature he had met.



And he liked the sudden feistiness, not that he should forget what this conversation was actually about.



“But have you never wondered?” he asked.



Naruto frowned. “Of course I have, even with Iruka and that hentai around it never felt right, like there was something missing. But there is no point in missing something you never had in the first place.” Naruto might have been trying to hide it, but Sasuke noticed the slight quivering in his voice.



He reached out towards the smaller demon, his youkai telling him to go comfort his mate, not that he needed to be told. Carefully he pulled the Kitsune demon up and placed him into his lap; slowly he tilted his mate’s head so that he could look into those ocean blue eyes. That’s what they looked like right now, a watery blue with unshed tears.



“I’m sorry if I have upset you,” Sasuke whispered, deciding not to push the topic.



Naruto quickly shook his head before leaning against Sasuke’s hard chest. “It’s alright, you were just curious.” He toyed with Sasuke’s clawed hands, admiring their paleness against his tanned skin.



“You just wanted to know; after all, we know nothing about each other.” Sasuke bit the inside of his cheek, he didn’t want to tell Naruto that right now he knew more about him than he himself did.



Instead he tried to act as normal as possible. “I’d say we kinda skimmed over that part,” he replied.



Naruto couldn’t help but chuckle, and then went silent for a while. “Do-do you want to know me?” he asked apprehensively.



The Ookami gave a rare smile and leaned down to press a gentle kiss on Naruto’s forehead. “I would love to.”



~*~



Pale eyes scanned grounds in contempt before closing in frustration. Neji just couldn’t believe himself. It had been over a week and he still couldn’t get over his loss against the Uchiha. Yet what frustrated him was not really the loss but rather the prize. That Kitsune was a magnificent specimen, and he lost him to that damnable Uchiha.



He growled and tightened his grip on the wooden banister, claws etching into the wood. He didn’t care about that though. Neji felt utterly humiliated, and his youkai was raging in anger at his incompetence. And instead of moving on he was still thinking about the Kitsune.



“N-Nii-san?” a light voice startled him out of his reverie. He turned around to meet his cousin Hinata. They almost looked alike, creamy pale skin, silvery white eyes and long dark silky black hair. However that’s where the similarities stopped. She was smaller than him, her features were smoother and rounder. Then there was also her personality.



No Hyuuga, much less any youkai, was as meek as her; instead of demanding respect she was reclusive and shy. Hinata stuttered around everyone, even people in her family, which made many demons in the family wonder how she was going to take over one day with that attitude. Yet it was even more surprising when she had accepted that boisterous dog’s mating proposal, and now had a belly full with his cubs. Or should it rather be pups?



“N-nii-san a-are you alr-alright?” she asked, her pupiless eyes filled with worry.



“It is nothing Hinata-sama, you shouldn’t be out here, you need your rest.”



She gave him a soft smile. “I-I’m f-fine Neji nii-s-san, I-I cannot stay i-in my r-room forever.”



Neji only gave her a curt nod. “And staying out in this cold weather will do you no good, Hinata-sama. I don’t want your mate hounding me later about it if you become ill.”



Hinata gave a shy nod in agreement and then returned back inside. Neji couldn’t help but sigh again.



When was he going to get a mate?



~*~



Gaara gave an agitated growl; how dare she, HOW DARE SHE?!



At such an important time, after years of searching and finally finding him, she had decided now of all times to fucking rut! Not mate, but just get laid to relieve the heat.



The raccoon demon was not happy, he wanted to leave as soon as possible, but now he couldn’t since there was no one to look after Suna. He gave another angry growl, teal eyes glaring at the stack of papers on his desk. He couldn’t understand how he could hold his heat at bay while Temari couldn’t. She was years older than him, and so had to have better control. Yet there she was in the room next to his, screaming like a wanton bitch.



He shuddered inwardly; it was not something he liked hearing.



He looked towards the open archway leading to the balcony; the sky was bright and cloudless, but with autumn approaching it would rain here soon. Suna and Konoha were such opposites, even though they bordered each other. Summer there meant drought here, autumn and winter were usually raining seasons, only spring remained the same. He couldn’t help but let a small smile creep into his stoic features.



“I’m coming for you little brother.”



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