Kyuubi the Bitch

A.N.  First of all, the desert sucked. The internet never stayed up and the work hours were painful, but all in all nothing too horrid. When I got back on the 2^nd, I found that no one had bothered to keep my paperwork going so I have spent the last few weeks catching up on that, then I went back through this chapter and didn’t recognize Sasuke. 0.0 So I’ve spent the last two days attempting to fix him. Sadly I don’t think I made it, but it’s the best I can do. Also, this chapter is short because mostly it’s just smut and since I can’t actually have smut on FF.net it has been edited out and thus it is pathetic. Naruto’s next chapter should get back up to normal page numbers though.

P.S. Sorry in advance for Sasuke’s sappiness. He sort of exploded.

 

NOTE: In the last chapter the comment about self lubrication was made because as I was thinking, I realized that Pregnancy could be cancelled out if there was anything foreign to contaminate the sperm, and thought that Naruto would need a self cleansing thing to compensate much as Pre-ejaculate clears the penis of urine to ensure that it cannot act as a spermicidal. So, no that will not mean that Naruto can give birth out of his butt, it just means that his anal track secrets a cleansing fluid to assist him in pregnancy. Hope that doesn’t squick too many of you.

Kyuubi the Bitch

Sasuke

Chapter 7: Of Love and Goodbyes

 

            Sasuke was shaking.

            From his emotions, the physical sensations, and the, admittedly, quite good deal of shock. I can’t believe he agreed. Sasuke thought while his hands held tight to the damp and quivering skin under his palms. Naruto’s heart thrummed steadily against his palm and Sasuke pressed another grateful and loving kiss between the shoulder blades he rested against.

            I love you, I love you, I love you. The words sang through his body and yet he could not voice them.

Not consciously.

Not physically.

            Which was royally unfair considering his word vomit had spat out wanting children instead of those three little, life altering words, but perhaps it was best that he had not said them.

            No, because the time was inappropriate and Naruto would not want to hear them. All the same Sasuke felt them in his every fiber as the deep satisfying heat engulfed him and cradled him. God it was so much better than his imaginings, and Sasuke could barely manage to continue to breathe, let alone keep one of his hands placed above Naruto’s lower abdomen.

            After his inquisition to Sakura, made while he had still not yet decided on whether or not to ask Naruto for this—and definitely before his major faux pas—she had replied that for ninja’s with limited time, using one’s own chakra as a guide often upped the chances of a successful pregnancy. He just had to hope that with the addition of Naruto’s internal organs being of animal and demon nature, that his fertility would be better as well as the chances of a successful pregnancy in one go were extremely low. But, Naruto was unaware of that fact it would seem, and Sasuke was not about to enlighten him. Though his intent was to get Naruto pregnant, he hadn’t actually expected Naruto to agree. He’d merely looked into the details for curiosities sake, and perhaps to soothe the small bit of hope he’d had for success.

He also hoped that the exterior use of chakra would confused Kyuubi and keep her from realizing that, yes, Sasuke was intending to use her unwanted baby makers to repopulate his clan. Knowing the demon, she’d find some way to abort the child or keep Naruto from becoming pregnant at all if she was aware.

But, that was just a hypothesis.

            No, Kyuubi was probably well aware of what was going on, but as long as Naruto was in control, she had no choice but to deal with it. Remembering the demon made Sasuke wonder if he was doing more harm than good now. It had been his actions before that had sent Naruto into her clutches, and if he knocked up Naruto now and left what would that do to him?

            Nothing. He knows the truth, he knows you aren’t abandoning him intentionally. You are making him apart of your family. You are giving him a reason to fight her, and a reason to believe that you’ll come home… Sasuke was mildly concerned that he was mentally speaking to himself in third person, but was forced to forget that minor detail when Naruto shifted against him.

            Self doubt could wait until he wasn’t preoccupied.

            “Uh…haa…” Sasuke groaned as he slowly pulled back, feeling Naruto clench around him, wet, inviting, and so very pleasingly tight, and his thighs trembled and he found himself pushing back in before he had really moved all that far. “God… So good…” Sasuke’s words were breathy and choked, hardly even words at all as his insides burned and his body shivered at the pleasure that raced up and down his spine.

            Naruto let out a grunt, his sounds muffled by a blanket, but Sasuke could clearly see the red flush to cheeks, ears and neck, the glistening sweat that dampened the sunny locks at his temples and nape, and the clenching fingers in the pillow case—his pillow, on his bed—more than made up for the muted sounds.

            Sasuke had hoped to have made love to Naruto properly, facing him, so that he could kiss his lips easily while he was gripped within his body, while he loved the body, and worshiped the man. But, it seemed that Naruto—though trained by perverts and as crass as said perverts—was a shy individual at heart, and really, Sasuke couldn’t deny that watching Naruto turn and present him with his backside, poised and ready to be taken had left his mind in a thick haze of lust. He was grateful and surprised that he hadn’t come on the spot.

            Sasuke rolled his hips, still buried deeply inside of Naruto, feeling the tense muscle shift around him and moaned into the skin of the shoulder he’d been kissing, scraping his teeth over it only to follow with the tip of his tongue while Naruto shivered under him. The legs buckled slightly and forced him fractionally deeper and he finally heard that very pleasant whine that Naruto made unconsciously.

            It caused his insides to tense and his toes to curl, and without much though Sasuke pumped his hips several times in a steady, short rhythm, before he paused to again twist his hips. Naruto’s hips bucked back against him and Sasuke choked, losing his grip, both on his chakra and on Naruto’s body, and he embraced the blonde tightly, kissing the neck and ear and shoulder trying to express how good he felt, how intensely happy he was, while one hand traced the hardened nipple and the other dragged down to fondle Naruto’s erection.

            It was impressively hot to his touch, the girth, much like the rest of him, larger than Sasuke’s but not by much. It was slick with pre-cum and twitched in his hand. For a moment, Sasuke imagined several intimate acts he wished to perform with that hardness in his grasp, many of which he wished to be performed on him as well, but he doubted Naruto would allow him to get away with that. He’d practically had to force Naruto into foreplay, and even then it was light.

Pleasurable, and more then satisfying really, but all the same…

Light.

            “Sasuke…” Naruto whimpered, his name nearly undecipherable and it made his whole being tremble. God his name coming from those lips was like a siren’s call.

            “Hn?” Sasuke groaned out and once again attempted to thrust, and Naruto gasped tilting his face to the side. His flushed cheek and wet, panting mouth was almost too much and Sasuke almost gave into the urge to twist Naruto around and pound him into the bed.

            “Ba—ha—stard… f—fuck—ha—me… already….” Naruto panted and opened a blue eye to glare at him and pushed back hard for emphasis.

            Sasuke’s mouth went dry.

            God he really was one lucky son of a bitch.

            After his initial word vomit, he was certain his life—both as a man and a human—was over when Naruto had started yelling, and without waiting for his brain to reboot his mouth just kept going. Whether it was on purpose or not, Sasuke had found himself acting like Kakashi. Maybe it’s because of his stupid charmed existence… Sasuke thought absently. That was really the only thing he could think of as to why he continued to let the perverted comments slip passed his lips.

That, and they seemed to stun Naruto long enough for him to avoid getting hit again.

            The fact that Naruto had said yes was still a miracle in his mind, one Sasuke wasn’t about to question anytime soon. If this is all that I’ll get, all that I’ll ever have of you… then I’ll take it and treasure it. As cheesy, clichéd and downright sappy as the thoughts were, Sasuke couldn’t help but feel them. If he died, at least he’d die without regrets, and if he lived, he’d have one child with Naruto, and one memory to sustain him.

Until he could wheedle his way back into Naruto’s pants, that is.

            “Patience… dobe… is a … virtue…” Sasuke gasped out and pulled back.

            “Bull—AH!” Naruto cried out pleasingly as Sasuke thrust back in only to pull back and repeat. Gradually he found his rhythm and managed to keep it as he stared entranced by the way Naruto’s body shifted and bounced up and down with his every move. Each thrust—slowly gaining strength and speed—forced a breathy sound from swollen, glistening lips and made Naruto’s flush deepen.

            The sweat collected and slipped over contours of tanned skin and Sasuke could feel his own trapping his bangs to his face. Every rocking thrust would rip it free and a drop of liquid would fall down to mingle with the blonde’s. It was symbolic of their joining and Sasuke felt himself speed up. His hips slapped against the firmness of Naruto’s butt and his balls slapped gently against Naruto’s with each thrust and the slight vibrations added to the tightening in his belly.

            God he was close already. So fucking close he could taste it and his hand slipped from the chest, catching on nipple and bellybutton before—glowing with chakra—settled over the place where Naruto’s reproductive organs should be.

            His other hand pumped in a matching rhythm to his thrusts over the dick in his hand and he gasped loudly into the ear he had been molesting and nibbling. Even, sweaty and trembling, and being fucked in the ass, Naruto tasted good, and looked good. Hell, even now he seemed manly as he grunted and pushed back eagerly only to thrust steadily into his hand.

            “Sasuke… Sas’ke… Sa—ah—ske…” His name was either a curse, prayer, or plea, Sasuke really wasn’t certain, but took pride in it either way began to babble into the ear when he had enough air to do more than grunt and groan.

            “Close… please…. Love… Tell me… Uh! Close…”

            His hips slammed against Naruto repeatedly and the blonde returned the motions one hand jerking down to curl his fingers around Sasuke’s pumping hand and speed it up. “Not… uh—yet…wait… almost…” Naruto commanded even as he was clamping down slightly in preparation for his climax.

It was too much.

            Sasuke jerked a few times before slamming in and locking up, his orgasm rushing through him and blanking his mind out. “Nah!” Sasuke attempted to call the other’s name but couldn’t get his vocal cords to work. Dazedly, Sasuke was aware of his seed pumping out deeply inside of the boy he’d loved for three years and he concentrated on the chakra in his palm, urging his essence to move up toward it.

            “No…” Naruto whined and bucked his hips against the hand still wrapped around a hard cock.

            Sasuke shook his head, blushing a bit in embarrassment and—following the tugging on his wrist—pumped once more at Naruto’s penis.

            Naruto gasped and grunted hips thrusting and insides tightening around his softening member still deep inside. Naruto’s whole body took up a fine tremble, and Sasuke was amazed to find his mind clear and the fuzzy feeling of afterglow receded as he watched his dobe in the throes of his passion. I wanted to come together… Sasuke thought petulantly, well aware that that was a highly unrealistic outcome, seeing as he was a virgin—until recently—and he assumed that Naruto was as well. Still, he’d hoped it would have been perfect. Hn. Right, because everything else has turned out like clockwork.

            Naruto sucked in a breath suddenly, his insides clamping down almost painfully around him and Sasuke looked down just as Naruto crested the edge. His mouth open in a silent scream of ecstasy a low whine the only sound escaping him as he trembled and then slowly relaxed around him.

            Sasuke was unaware of holding his breath until the tightness had eased from around his—semi-hard—imbedded penis. For once he was glad for his overactive hormones. That and Naruto’s pleasured face did wonders for his turn around time.

            The thick liquid oozing over his fingers was warm and Sasuke gently fondled Naruto for a few moments before releasing the organ to smear the release into the sweat at his hip. He held still waiting, listening to Naruto’s heartbeat, feeling him breath while their mingled sweat dried upon their skin. It made him indescribably happy, and Sasuke found himself on the verge of tears.

            Not the kind that actually fell and dripped from the eyes, but the kind that stung them and made his face uncomfortably warm. He hugged Naruto once more, kissing gently at the ear-tip before nuzzling close and relaxing.

            Naruto jumped.

            “Hey.” The breath was hesitant and cracked, and it made him inexplicably proud that he had debauched the other so much as to sound sexed-up. And then the idiot continued and ruined the moment. “Move.”

            Sasuke lifted and eyebrow and looked down when Naruto pushed back in a shove. Blue eyes were glaring at him from over a shoulder. Clearly ordering him to remove himself and release him. Yeah, like that’s really going to happen anytime soon. Sasuke just blinked and Naruto frowned further.

            “Get offa me, Sasuke.” Naruto snapped, now struggling, and the friction inside was both blissful and painful.

            “Stop struggling, dumbass.”

            “Get your dick outta my ass, right now!” Naruto snapped, his voice sounding a little too high-pitched and Sasuke was slightly amused by the embarrassed flush to those cheeks. It was endearing and prompted him to shift further back, slipping his legs out in front of him and pull Naruto up and into his lap completely, also sinking deeper into the blonde in the process. “You already fucked me so—Ah! What are you doing?!” Naruto hit a pitch Sasuke was certain only Kiba and his mutt could hear.

            “Sakura said it is best to remain inside for as long as possible. She said it aids in the chances of getting pregnant.” Sasuke explained against a shoulder, his hands abandoning Naruto’s middle to trap the hands he was certain would try and crush his skull if he let them go.

            Naruto stiffened further, growing taunt and Sasuke closed his eyes bracing for the inevitable blow up. Couldn’t Naruto even make love right?

            “Sakura—you fucking, lying slut!” Naruto tugged at his arms but remained seated, and Sasuke wondered if perhaps Naruto was yelling and cursing at him—not to mention jumping to wild confusions—for the sole purpose of yelling.

That wouldn’t actually surprise him.

“You said you didn’t want her!”

            “I don’t.”

            “Then how could you do her and then—“

            “Okay, no. I’ll listen to you bitch and accuse me of anything else but that.” Sasuke snapped, glaring at Naruto from the side and was met with just as equally irritated blue eyes. “You know damned well that I didn’t have time to see her, so knock it off.”

            Naruto pouted, but his eyes darted away proof that he understood and was now feeling embarrassed for his accusations. “Then why did you bring her up?”

            “She’s a medic Ninja, dumbass. Why else would I ask her?”

            “Wait so she knows we’re doing it?!”

            The idiot sounded more scandalized about that then about him having supposedly done the dirty with their pink-haired teammate. Yet more proof that Naruto didn’t actually believe that bullshit he’d just spouted, but had accused him just so he could yell and throw another tantrum.

Sasuke gave into the urge and bit him lightly.

            “Ow! What the hell Sas—“

            Sasuke cut him off no longer in the mood to listen to him complain. “No, I sent an anonymous letter requesting information.”

            “…” Naruto was once again looking at him, except this time his expression was rather awkward.

            “What?”

            “… you are creepy, you know that?”

            Sasuke rolled his eyes and refocused on the tan expanse of skin under his hands. His fingers dragged up and circled the darker nipples a moment until Naruto shuddered and then tanned hands were attempting to pull his away.

            “What are you doing?!”

            Sasuke seriously wanted to kick the moron. “Molesting you.”

            “Well I can see that! Stop it!”

            “No.” Sasuke replied, sucking defiantly on the salty skin of Naruto’s neck, and enjoying the soft groan the other couldn’t suppress.

            “Stop being a dick! Stop… and… put that tongue away damn you!” Naruto hissed out when Sasuke’s said muscle traced the tendons and multiple hickies he’d left. They were already fading, and wouldn’t last long, so Sasuke felt the need to remember and love them while they remained.

            “No, Naruto, we only have tonight.” Naruto froze in mid struggle and Sasuke stopped as well feeling a deep sense of loss in his stomach. This was all they would have, ever, and it saddened him as well as filled him with guilt to think that that was the only reason Naruto was allowing this. Naruto was afraid to lose him as a friend, and as a friend was giving away something so precious to him, just to help.

He didn’t want to think about it.

            “We have to succeed, Naruto.” Sasuke stated more firmly, his hands sliding down his sides to grip at Naruto’s hips and grind him down forcing the blonde to acknowledge the hardness still deeply inside and felt as well as watched Naruto arch slightly with a gasp. “I need to be certain that this night will result in a child. So, that means we have to keep going.”

Naruto let out a moan, and Sasuke chose to think it was needy.

            “Yes, Naruto. All. Night. Long.”

            Naruto let out an annoyed huff and flopped back against him. “God damn you to hell.”

            “Hn.” Sasuke smirked kissing a shoulder and running his fingers lightly over the taunt abdomen and slowly over tense thighs. …I love you, Naruto…

            “You, better hope you die out there…” Naruto continued as the heat slowly built again with each lingering touch and kiss. Slowly Naruto began to rock back against him, giving into his demands and attempting to aid in their love-making—because that’s what it was and Sasuke would stand by it until the day he died that that was what they did this night—and the breathy quality added a deeper fire to his blood.

            “Should I?”

            “Yeah… because… if you don’t…” Naruto broke off as Sasuke lifted those hips slightly before allowing gravity to pull them as one again.

            “You’ll kill me?”

            “Yeah…” Naruto sighed, lifting his hips and dropping himself. “I’ll sic your fanclub on you.”

            Sasuke chuckled at the threat and tightened his grip, his hand glowing when he replaced it over Naruto’s belly. “Hn.” Was his only reply as he again took Naruto and lost his mind to the thrust and grind of their bodies. This time… we’ll come together… Sasuke mentally promised himself, and while he was at it, he made a note to make sure he got to take Naruto face to face before the night was out.

He would get those legs wrapped around his hips if it was the last thing he did.

 

-2-

 

             The house was warm with sunlight illuminating the halls and rooms in a golden glow. The grey discoloration was of little importance as the thunder of feet and the hushed, tentative, beginnings of laughter began to echo.

            The gnarled tree in the yard twisted up majestically toward the sky, beautiful in all of its distorted grandeur. Perfectly framed by the soft grey stones, the tree was less imposing as it was nostalgic, but it and the tombstones were abandoned for the moment as the small child, cheeks flushed red and eyes unusually bright, rushed down the stairs in a hurry.

            He could hear him!

            The soft voice that accompanied the flash of gold and orange, it was stronger now than ever before. It compelled him to follow it, to run and laugh and open up every last room, throwing doors open where dust had lingered for far too long, and as the child followed the voice, throwing doors askew the shadows were forced to recede further. Sulking from room to room, as warm sunlight banished them.

            The child let out a startled laugh as he tripped rolling into a patch of sunlight. His eyes closed on instinct, feeling the warmth seep into him like a gentle caress and smiled wider at the gentle brush of fingers that traced the side of his face; the voice a warm brush of air against his face.

            “Sasuke.”

 

-2-

 

            He woke slowly, unsure of when exactly he had drifted off to sleep. Sasuke blinked languidly as the familiar contours of his room came into focus. He was startled momentarily by the sight, which seemed odd considering he had walked into them mere hours before. It shouldn’t have shocked him as much as it did.

Sasuke added that to his minor list of regrets. It’s just a room. Nothing special. Sasuke tried to force himself passed the childish feelings and concentrated on the details of the room, rememorizing the feel.

He didn’t want to admit how much that stabilized him.

 His bed sheets that smelled so deliciously of Naruto were warm and tangled around him, just as the heat from the skin of the person still held in his arms sunk into his satiated limbs. It was a comfort he had sorely missed and he groaned not wanting to move, yet well aware that he had already stayed too long. As though in response to the sound, Naruto shifted, curling just that little bit closer a soft huff escaping him. It wasn’t quite a grunt, but wasn’t really a whimper or coo, or anything sappy. It was a sound, just one made with the exhalation of air and movement, and yet it warmed him to hear it.

Yes, he had become unbearably sappy.

            Sasuke consoled himself with the fact that so far at least it was purely internal, and he had yet to actually act—in front of another human being—as horribly smitten as he often felt. The day he did, he might just have to kill himself out of embarrassment.

            If my father could see me… Sasuke stopped that thought promptly, not really wanting to think of his father and all things tied to his family while naked in bed with Naruto, and focused once more on the blonde menace still tangled in his arms.

Safe in the knowledge that he was alone for the moment, he felt comfortable enough to relax. His hands lifted of their own volition to run through the tangled mess of blonde. The gritty feel of sweat should have been disturbing and yet, it wasn’t, just as the lingering cling of the sheets and fluids between them—though not completely comfortable—weren’t overly disgusting.

That he had not expected.

            When thinking about it, or even when waking from a wet dream or fantasy, the lingering coolness of his release had felt wrong and bizarre, sending him to the bathroom hastily, but this…

            This was almost sacred.

Sasuke, you have reached a whole new level of patheticness. Any lower and you may as well call yourself Sakura. The mental thought brought him back to reality and away from the fuzzy afterglow thoughts that wanted to destroy his pride and masculinity—though it did little to diminish his self depreciating smirk—and he continued to run his fingers through Naruto’s hair. Sasuke took the time to feel smug as he realized that he had indeed won in the end.

 

It was hot and slick, the skin on Naruto’s thigh as Sasuke held it resolutely over his shoulder. The muscles bunched in tandem with its twin currently between Sasuke’s own legs, and he felt it twitch against his sack as his slid back and forth into the welcoming, slick heat of Naruto’s body.

            It was so good, so fucking good Sasuke had lost the ability to talk somewhere between helping Naruto to fuck himself on his lap, and when he collapsed back to the bed, hips pumping against his will as he rutted the blonde into the sheets, now damp with sweat and semen. Sasuke’s heart was hammering like a billowed drum, his insides ached with the tempo and his lungs felt strained and yet he couldn’t stop.

            Somewhere in the back of his mind—beneath the flexing, gripping fingers in Naruto’s thigh, the visuals of Naruto’s curled fingers in the bed sheets, his flushed cheeks, swollen lips and panting sounds of ecstasy all compounded with the sucking sound of Naruto’s abused hole as they continued to rut, this time slow and deep as the angle was to awkward for the hard and fast pace from before—Sasuke was aware that sooner or later they were both going to black out, and though he had to be certain that this resulted in pregnancy, he knew his sperm count would only last so many orgasms, then he may as well be shooting blanks, yet at the moment, he couldn’t care.

            Naruto was in his arms, was trembling, and gasping, and hard and letting him have him in every way and Sasuke was filled to bursting with that knowledge. It wasn’t love to Naruto yet, but in this tangled moment of limbs and exertion, Sasuke could believe it was so.

            “Sa—ah! Ha…ah…ske!” Naruto whispered out and blue eyes slit open to look up at him, and Sasuke’s breath caught.

            The look was different than the other ones Naruto had thrown his way throughout the night. Sasuke had already categorized, anger, irritation, lust, need, embarrassment, and gratification. This look was none of them, though it closely resembled need it was softer, and almost desperate, and Sasuke dared for a moment to believe that there was caring there too.

 A calmness settled into him at that look, and without any real conscious thought Sasuke pulled his hips back and gently pulled the leg down so that it rested against his hip. The other was still trapped between Sasuke’s own, but the angle made as Naruto rolled upon his back, still gazing up at him with those trusting eyes, kept him spread wide.

            Sasuke leaned over gently then, his lips catching Naruto’s as their eyes remained locked though vision was now a blur of shadowed colors, and Naruto sighed when Sasuke slid back in. Both shivered at the reunion, bodies aching and twitching from over-use and yet neither seemed bothered. Sasuke kissed the blonde lazily, lips sliding over the saliva slicked full ones below his, his tongue gently invading to map teeth and gum before retreating to place tender, chaste kisses to the skin.

            In one smooth motion Naruto’s arms encircled him, engaging him in similar, soft, intimate kisses and Sasuke languished in them, his hip pulsing gently, not quite thrusting or rocking but keeping the gentle friction alive between them. Naruto gasped and kissed his cheek, clinging tighter when Sasuke drew back for the first deep, slow thrust, and the keening moan was more intense then the orgasms they had previously shared.

            Trembling, Sasuke, held Naruto close, tenderly as though he might shatter and repeated the slow, loving motions. Sasuke was startled to discover that he had been wrong before in his assumptions that they had been making love all night. He had fucked Naruto, he had rutted with him, and he had had sex with him, he realized in a choking flash of insight, but now, now he was making love to him. This slow sharing that left him so painfully exposed and emotionally open was so much more than Sasuke could comprehend, and far more completing than anything else had been.

            He found himself crying as he rocked deep within Naruto, their kisses as deep and slow and unhurried as their intertwined bodies and it tasted of salt and exhaustion.

            Naruto shifted below him and before long he felt those powerful legs wrapping around him, higher up then he’d expected—knees griping his rib cage, as feet clung to his hips to keep the proper angle—but still it felt as amazingly good as he’d always imagined.

No.

            It felt better, words couldn’t describe what he felt as Naruto participated fully with him, kissing him, fingers tracing over his shoulders, back, sides, arms, his body arching to press their chests together proving that their hearts beat in synch for this amazing moment while trapping Naruto’s hot sticky member between them causing a satisfying friction upon the turgid flesh, while legs, trembling from the slow build up that was beginning to devour them both, slipped and bucked with each gliding motion of their connection.

This was perfection.

            Sasuke moaned and littered small fleeting kisses over Naruto’s face, feeling the scrape of coarse hair as he placed his lips upon eyebrows, then the soft heated and slightly chapped skin of his cheeks and chin before breathing hotly against those beloved lips as his body demanded he move faster. As the tempo sped up Sasuke was shocked to find that the intense feeling didn’t abate, in fact it grew worse as they both lay helpless in each other gasping against parted mouths and trembling from the assault on them.

            “… L…lo…” Sasuke found himself trying to speak though it was hardly more than a breath of air, and Naruto gasped in return, pushing up and against him just as desperately. His insides started that clutching trembling that occurred each time Naruto found release, and Sasuke was breathless to realize that he was close as well.

            He’d wanted to share an orgasm together and had thus far failed, though it had worked in his favor to keep up their pace the whole night it also left him feeling quite irritated and inadequate, and now here he was balancing on the cusp of his own release and was aware of Naruto’s quick decent.

            “I love you.” The words came out on a sigh, not truly spoke, but mouthed against the parted ones of his lover just before they gasped out—unable to scream—and shook against each other, clutching blindly and sharing the feeling of floating as they both came back to themselves. It was clear his declaration had been unheard when Naruto slumped against the bed sheets breathing harshly but otherwise unresponsive.

Which was for the best.

Sasuke couldn’t find the strength to move more than to pull out and maneuver them to their sides where he held Naruto to him, feeling as though he had just been torn open before the other. It would have been terrifying had strong, sturdy arms not encased him in return and Naruto’s hot sweaty face hadn’t nuzzled into his neck muttering, “Stay… n’ sleep… bastard…”

            Maybe it was the exhaustion talking, or maybe Naruto was as emotionally affected as he was, in any case his words were a relief and a gift Sasuke was not about to question. Relaxing, Sasuke complied and felt content to let himself rest.

 If that didn’t end with a child, he doubted anything else would.

But, that was likely his own sentimentality speaking.

 

            He had gotten to take Naruto face to face, if only once, and the feel of those legs around his hips was as pleasant as he’d always imagined, even if the whole experience, in retrospect, was a bit awkward and difficult to maintain at first. All the same, Sasuke had found it most pleasing, and from the noises Naruto had made, Sasuke wasn’t so certain that he would argue if Naruto wanted to top next time.

            Next time. Would there really be one?

            With a frown Sasuke stilled, and the sudden lack of movement made Naruto grunt and shift restlessly for a moment, until his face was secured in the juncture between neck and shoulder. The smaller boy breathed in deeply, the air teasing Sasuke’s skin and making him shiver slightly at the intimate feel—not with arousal but with a peaceful feeling he wasn’t all that accustomed to—before Naruto went lax and drifted back into a deeper sleep. It was as though he’d just been sniffed by the blonde as confirmation that he was indeed who Naruto thought him to be.

            It might have been odd, but Sasuke wasn’t too concerned. It wasn’t the first time Naruto had done something somewhat animalistic before. Included in that was a certain memory from the it-never-happened-damn-it box, which he was still trying to deny existance, not because it was so scarring now, but because he had already decided that it really hadn’t happened, and reliving the startled embarrassment was not something he wished to go through.

Ever.

            How much of Kyuubi’s attributes does he keep normally? Sasuke wondered, but just as quickly pushed it aside as he realized that the sky was beginning to tint that hazy gray of pre-dawn. If he wanted to leave Konoha, it had to be now, before the word of his mission went out to the Village, and before Kakashi left patrol.

            This was becoming a rather annoying routine, leaving at daybreak and saying goodbye before the Dobe had even awoken. Some part of him wanted to wake Naruto up, to say a proper goodbye since he wasn’t leaving under the pretense of defecting, but quickly discarded it.

            You’d throw a fit. For what I did last night, because you’re sore, and then you’d try and make me take you with me… and I’d crumble. Sasuke shook his head finger tips tracing the soft marks on Naruto’s cheeks. Naruto made a face at the first tender brush of skin, then fell silent when the touch was continuous.

            He was exhausted.

Sasuke smirked the smug feeling returning for being the reason for that, before he leaned down as he rolled over. The bed creaked at the shifting weight as Sasuke slipped Naruto back onto the bed, freeing his body from the clinging limbs and pressed his lips to the protesting ones below.

            The complaint Naruto made at his movement whimpered out into a sigh and for a blissful moment, Sasuke felt those lips push back against him, returning his kiss before, like always, Naruto ruined the moment by turning away.

            “Ske… trd… lem slp…” The garbled complaint stilled into nothing as his breathes evened back out signaling his return to sleep. Sasuke watched him, his chest tight and the sour taste of bile climbing up his throat.

            He didn’t want to leave. He desperately wanted to have Naruto fight him and make him stay and the temptation to do just that was so great he could feel his limbs grow sedate in the bed sheets. Closing his eyes, Sasuke forced the memories of blood and death to the forefront of his mind.

            The memory was still bitterly clear and sharp, causing him to feel cold, and his insides to quake when he saw his brother, soaked through in his family’s life and staring down at him, no, seeing through him.

            He could see those lips moving to form the words he detested most, and though he felt the burn of rage it wasn’t as overwhelming as it had always seemed before. Not nearly as wild and fierce, but just as powerful.

Controlled.

            That was what he had gained from this mission. What he’d sacrificed for, and what he had to remember. It was why he had to move.

            Sasuke snapped his eyes open, once more steady in his decision as Naruto came back into focus—sleeping, defenseless, precious—and Sasuke found the will to push away his selfish thoughts. He’d returned for a reason—selfish and carnal but a reason none-the-less—and now he had to finish what he’d started.

            I’ll kill Itachi. Before he can lay a hand on him. For Mother, Father, for myself and… Sasuke placed his hand on Naruto’s side as though through the touch he could tell if their wild night had been a success, but of course, he had no way of knowing precisely. He just had to hope his timing had been right. “… I’ll make our future safe Dobe. I promise.”

            His soft spoken words weren’t even heard and as Sasuke slipped from the bed, pulling his clothes back on, eyes tracing the room with a longing he couldn’t afford to feel later, and he felt his calm return. He’d need that strength and focus if he intended to succeed, and perhaps he could return home alive as well.

            Pausing in the doorway, Sasuke turned back, the sense of déjà vu making his head spin. And allowed himself to breathe the words he’d dared not say before. “I love you… Naruto.”

            He doubted his voice was loud enough for the other to hear even if he’d been awake, and that was fine. For the moment, it was fine, perhaps better than that considering he was leaving again. As it was now, Naruto would miss him but wouldn’t have to feel the loss of knowing the one who loved him had not stayed at his side. Sasuke would carry that burden until he’s return. Then, he’d see. Then maybe he’d tell him.

But until then…

            The wind drifted in through the window, cool and clean, stripping the room and bed sheets of the heat from the second body long gone, and made the sole figure remaining shiver and draw the sheets tighter around his form, unaware of what had just walked from his life. Again.

 

-2-

 

            Sasuke was startled by the coo when he stepped out of the house, and his eyes darted down to the red ball of fluff that stood to the left of the house, its tail flickering back in forth as it regarded him. Then, as though just realizing who he was, the fuzz ball crouched low and started growling.

            “Hn.” Sasuke smirked down at the little animal, pausing in his retrieval of his shoes to face his adversary. Shockingly, he’d missed the irritant. “You lose, Ahou.”

            The fox bared its little teeth and its hair rose along his back and haunches. Sasuke felt infinitely stupid sitting there arguing with an animal that could not argue back and here he was fighting over his best friend with it.

He really was losing his mind., Sauske decided when he actually summoned his chakra and flew through the hand signs in order to spit a small plume of fire in the fox’s direction. It was pathetic really, meant only to startle, which it did, causing the annoyance to zip back into the brush, but from the continued rumble, it was clear Ahou hadn’t gone far.

            Shaking his head, Sasuke reached for his shoes, chiding himself for wasting time fighting with a fox and froze at the acrid scent that wafted off of his damp shoes.

            “…” Sasuke blinked slowly before looking off into the direction that the animal had fled to with a flat stare. “Hn.”

The war had just begun.

            He swore he heard a coo in response to his confirmation that their battle had yet to end, but dismissed it as he looked around for Naruto’s shoes instead. He thought they were still the same shoe size, it had seemed that way when he’d followed the idiot home, but one could never be certain.

            The dark blue ninja shoes lay haphazardly upon the dirt; scuffed and worn, they looked rather pathetic but at least they weren’t piss-soaked. Snatching them up Sasuke was pleased to find that, though a bit snug, they fit well enough.

            Tapping his foot against the edge of the entry way, Sasuke closed the door and headed out again just as he had three years before, but this time he paused to look back at the open window and smiled gently.

            It may have been underhanded, and Naruto would call him a bastard for it later, but he was pleased that Naruto had said yes. If nothing else, Tsunade protected life, and no matter what Naruto would say, if he was pregnant, he would not be going on any missions higher than a ‘C’ until after the child was born.

That guaranteed Sasuke nine months worry free.

            “Sorry dobe, this time, you’ll have to stay put.”

            The trip out was as easy as it had been before, though this time, his heart didn’t pound nearly as hard, and as he approached the gate he felt none of the stress from before, only an eagerness to complete his mission and return.

            “You look happy.” Suigetsu’s voice sounded just as leading as his statement. Sasuke chose to ignore both. “Hmmm. So, now that you’re all… relaxed,” Sasuke rolled his eyes and counted to ten as the pale man fell into place at his side, “… you think we could get my sword?”

            “Hn.”

            “Right of course, that is a brilliant idea my fearless leader.” Suigetsu paused to take another long pull from his drink. Absently, Sasuke wondered how he’d gotten a new one.

            Blissful silence reigned for all of five minutes, in which Sasuke managed to focus on his destination points and how best to go about reaching them before the news of Orochimaru’s demise spread to the more driven of his followers.

            “Hey, uh, Uchiha.”

            “Hn?”

            “… damn, and I thought Sex made people happier. Looks like it just reduced your vocabulary…”

            A dangerous glare made the blonde give him a razor sharp smile.

            “Right. Anyway, I was just wondering…” He trailed off in that annoying way he tended to carry and Sasuke focused on the shifting light patterns upon the ground.

            “… what is that smell?”

Ahou…

            Sasuke made a mental note that though the shoes may be dry, it was best to check before putting them on.

 

A.N. Again, sorry for the lateness of this chapter and the pathetic length. Naruto’s chapter should be coming along soon, within the next week or so, and hopefully that will make up for this sad little bit. The Song, “Save Tonight” was running through my head while I reread this and I couldn’t stop laughing. Hope it wasn’t as horrible as I fear it might be. Also, I hate not being able to post the FULL version here as Sasuke made several conclusion during the smex part that I thought were very important but can’t be shared with a younger audience. *Pouts* Oh well. The link to AFF.net is in my profile and thse who want and are old enough to read the smut have my e-mail.

P.S. I am aware that doing it several times will not increase your chances at pregnancy (I found this out after writing the chapter) but since he only had the one night with Naruto, Sasuke decided he really didn’t care, if it worked it worked, if it didn’t… well Sasuke got some good memories out of it and has an excuse to try again later. He’s mostly betting on his Chakra aiding with the pregnancy.