The Price of Love
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Naruto › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Naruto › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
23
Views:
1,349
Reviews:
7
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Chapter 2
Chapter 2
“My father was too sweet and kind for his own good and you are just too much like him for my liking. That makes me really worried. Maybe I should make it my life work to protect you forever. Like a good husband” Minato teasingly whispered in his lover’s ear.
“And it seems you are the same as my father. An arrogant bastard!” Shikaku shot back in mock anger.
The two was currently sitting on the couch – or more like Shikaku was currently sitting in between Minato’s legs with his head tilted between Minato’s chest and the chair. His fingers wrapped around his beloved’s crossed arms. He was wearing a blue yukuta with a white wrap and white lining.
Minato was in orange, with yellow lining and wrap. His and his father’s favourite colour. Bright and sunny. Much like their personality. They were on a simple leaf green couch facing a green t.v (He painted it himself, and he was proud of it). After all he couldn’t destroy his little fantasy right?
There was painted on four corners a cherry blossom trees with petals floating in the wind. Tree branches painted on a greenery bottom making it like the dirt bed. The floor is fitted with a bit of fake green grass, and a little bit of pink silk in shapes of Sakura’s petals. Wooden cabinets and wooden coffee tables, in shapes of stumps to make it really like a Sakura’s forest. With some pot plants for special effects.
This was the romantic side of an arrogant bastard.
The two had just finished reading the most precious thing they had. It seems they just had found the man that they had fantasized to meet. The man that was so similar to the man they had looked up to for so long.
Each was too busy thinking about a thought so far in a happy future of them together, where no obstacles stand in their way. Lost in a perfect world, they were content just to nestle against each other.
Funny. That was a dream their fathers had wished for all their lives, and unfortunately, their lives are too similar to their son’s. It was as if fate had started a cycle that will never end.
For like their fathers, they had the misfortune to catch some dangerous people’s eye. The world of the past, where the Yakuza was once split up had ended three years ago. There was only two opposing clans now. The Hyuga and Uchiha clans. Both had young hothead heirs. Hiashi Hyuga, the heir and cousin to the northern clan, and Fugaku Uchiha, the son of the southern head.
Each wanting one half of this pair of lovers.
Hiashi Hyuga wanted the strong and wild chief of police under him, begging and moaning, his tan skin and six pack accessible to him anytime he wanted. While Uchiha wanted to break the pretty Shikaku and tasted the gentle man’s tears, he wanted to destroy the intelligent brain, bend it to his will.
Both will do whatever it takes to get what they want and most of all keep it.
So without the couple knowing it, a game of cat and mouse has started. Traps are laid, spying done, and plots for their separation has began.
The world keeps spinning and people keeps repeating history it seems. Just hope this does not end in tragedy like the last time
Lying each other arms, each was content and happy, sharing a searing kiss, unwilling stars of two spy camera. Unknowingly.
“I love you.”
“I love you, too. Let gather the information about all the players in the game tomorrow, eh?”
There was a loud smash, make it two as two heavy objects from the two hemispheres of Japan hit a t.v screen and broke it to pieces.
Obession is such a dangerous thing, is it not?
“My father was too sweet and kind for his own good and you are just too much like him for my liking. That makes me really worried. Maybe I should make it my life work to protect you forever. Like a good husband” Minato teasingly whispered in his lover’s ear.
“And it seems you are the same as my father. An arrogant bastard!” Shikaku shot back in mock anger.
The two was currently sitting on the couch – or more like Shikaku was currently sitting in between Minato’s legs with his head tilted between Minato’s chest and the chair. His fingers wrapped around his beloved’s crossed arms. He was wearing a blue yukuta with a white wrap and white lining.
Minato was in orange, with yellow lining and wrap. His and his father’s favourite colour. Bright and sunny. Much like their personality. They were on a simple leaf green couch facing a green t.v (He painted it himself, and he was proud of it). After all he couldn’t destroy his little fantasy right?
There was painted on four corners a cherry blossom trees with petals floating in the wind. Tree branches painted on a greenery bottom making it like the dirt bed. The floor is fitted with a bit of fake green grass, and a little bit of pink silk in shapes of Sakura’s petals. Wooden cabinets and wooden coffee tables, in shapes of stumps to make it really like a Sakura’s forest. With some pot plants for special effects.
This was the romantic side of an arrogant bastard.
The two had just finished reading the most precious thing they had. It seems they just had found the man that they had fantasized to meet. The man that was so similar to the man they had looked up to for so long.
Each was too busy thinking about a thought so far in a happy future of them together, where no obstacles stand in their way. Lost in a perfect world, they were content just to nestle against each other.
Funny. That was a dream their fathers had wished for all their lives, and unfortunately, their lives are too similar to their son’s. It was as if fate had started a cycle that will never end.
For like their fathers, they had the misfortune to catch some dangerous people’s eye. The world of the past, where the Yakuza was once split up had ended three years ago. There was only two opposing clans now. The Hyuga and Uchiha clans. Both had young hothead heirs. Hiashi Hyuga, the heir and cousin to the northern clan, and Fugaku Uchiha, the son of the southern head.
Each wanting one half of this pair of lovers.
Hiashi Hyuga wanted the strong and wild chief of police under him, begging and moaning, his tan skin and six pack accessible to him anytime he wanted. While Uchiha wanted to break the pretty Shikaku and tasted the gentle man’s tears, he wanted to destroy the intelligent brain, bend it to his will.
Both will do whatever it takes to get what they want and most of all keep it.
So without the couple knowing it, a game of cat and mouse has started. Traps are laid, spying done, and plots for their separation has began.
The world keeps spinning and people keeps repeating history it seems. Just hope this does not end in tragedy like the last time
Lying each other arms, each was content and happy, sharing a searing kiss, unwilling stars of two spy camera. Unknowingly.
“I love you.”
“I love you, too. Let gather the information about all the players in the game tomorrow, eh?”
There was a loud smash, make it two as two heavy objects from the two hemispheres of Japan hit a t.v screen and broke it to pieces.
Obession is such a dangerous thing, is it not?