My One and Only

Chapter 8: Heated frenzy



Sasuke went happily back towards his room, but he felt himself going sluggish when he got closer; his nose twitched and dark eyes glazed over. A beautiful scent, a sweet scent, caused a stirring in his groin, and his mouth was salivating. It was the scent of heat he recognized, but more intense, just like yesterday when he had lost all control over himself.



His movements changed, turning almost predatory, as he slouched down and stalked towards the door. His tail wagged, and with his clawed hands he slowly slid the shoji door open to reveal the delicious creature inside.



Naruto was awake and surrounded by the rumpled bedding; he was panting heavily and his face was red, the kimono he wore sliding down his slender shoulders revealing the glaring hicky mark on his collarbone. The sight was mesmerizing; Sasuke could only watch the beauty looking towards him with glazed sapphire eyes.



“Sasuke... it’s hot, so hot...” he purred out.



The Kitsune arched his back, so that the rest of the Kimono slid down like water. “So hot...” he whispered.



The Ookami (Wolf) gave a throaty growl and slinked into the room towards his dish; he needed the submissive, he needed to be inside of him, and to feel that irresistible warmth surrounding him. He kneeled on the ground and crawled towards him, breathing in that delicious scent deeply; he reached his hand out towards the more than willing fox, prying the rest of the cloth down. His sharp claws puncturing the fabric, he moved in closer, sniffing him, nuzzling his neck and letting his tongue glide down his chest.



Naruto gasped then arched back, giving Sasuke more space to touch and feel; he was already delirious with pleasure and would have loved nothing more but to be taken right now. He reached his arms around, pulling the wolf closer; he thought he was going to burn up, he needed the contact.



Nothing else mattered.



~*~



Itachi was just about to leave the compound with a request letter to a priestess to perform the ceremony, and an invitation for Naruto’s ‘family’, Iruka and Kakashi, when a particularity musky scent caught his nose.



Oh kami, no!



He knew that scent: a heat frenzy, one that was under no control. He put the scroll away in his vest and ran back towards the compound. This wasn’t good; if he didn’t make it in time his brother would get into some major trouble. Most older and more experienced demons can control them, keep them suppressed if needed, but the young fox was going through this for the first time, he didn’t know how to control it. Which would lead to Sasuke losing control as well.



Itachi would have to split them up; if they mated before the ceremony, it would bring the already tense family relationship into jeopardy. The branch family would be less than happy, and even dictate their mating null, which would cause a rift between the main and branch family.



He ran down the many corridors ‘til he reached his brother’s room; to his surprise his mother was already outside, and she turned to look at him, her face blushed red in embarrassment, and Itachi knew why.



Sasuke had left the sliding doors open and poor Mikoto could watch and hear everything.



“I-Itachi...” she stammered out.



“We have to separate them now, you take the Kitsune, I’ll handle Sasuke,” he replied and went inside the room.



Sasuke and Naruto hadn’t taken any notice of them; the young wolf was about to mount the fox, spreading the blonde’s legs apart quickly to enter him. Itachi sprung into action; he grabbed onto Sasuke’s waist. The younger wolf growled ferociously at being disturbed, and even tried to bite his brother. Naruto whined in fear, and the sudden loss of contact only spurred Sasuke’s youkai instincts even further to mate.



“Mother hurry!” the older wolf shouted.



Mikoto went over to the young submissive, who was trying to crawl over to the struggling wolf in desperation, but the she-demon grabbed him under his arms to pull him away.



Then she turned to speak to Itachi. “Take him out and bring him to your room Itachi, let the pup calm down,” she said as calmly as possible towards him, while she put the young Kitsune on her lap.



Itachi nodded and carried the struggling younger wolf away, leaving his mother to close the sliding doors behind him. Naruto kept on whining in her arms, trying to pry the already loose kimono off him; she sighed and laid him down on the bed, hoping that the sudden spike would soon fall. It happened every so often in submissives, that the body would lose control and the ‘heat’ would spike up; it would get more frequent over the next two weeks. It would take at least an hour for him to calm down, ‘til then she would have to wait to outside.



The scent of heat was slowly starting to get to her as well.



~*~



Sasuke fought, he fought with all his might; his mate was there, hot and ready, just waiting to be taken, and this other dominant was trying to stop him! He snapped, growled and tried to use his claws to make the attacker let him go, but the other demon had a strong grip on him, which only fuelled his bestial anger.



“Calm yourself Otouto!” Itachi ordered, dragging his brother into his room. His room was the only bedroom that had a wooden door instead of the sliding shoji. He slammed it shut with his other hand, and then slammed his brother against the floor.



“I said calm down!” he forced his brother’s arms behind him, but Sasuke kept on growling and snarling at him.



Finally Itachi growled back, forcing his dominant youkai aura onto the younger ookami; slowly Sasuke calmed down, and instead of growling he was whining like a pup. Finally Itachi could stand up; he hated doing that, pushing your dominance onto someone weaker, and reverting them pathetically weak.



He gave some room for his brother to stand up, and truly the proud Sasuke now reminded him of a young puppy, with his ears folded forwards and his tail held close to his body. His dark eyes were averted, looking down in a submissive stance in front of his brother. Itachi snorted and sat down by his tea table, motioning his brother to do the same.



Sasuke sat down reluctantly, feeling so embarrassed at his behaviour and having to be reprimanded by his older brother; but he wondered what he had done that required his brother to chastise him so harshly. All he remembered doing was going to wake Naruto up, and that was it, from then on everything was a blur.



“Not to worry Otouto,” Itachi reassured, as if reading his mind.



“It’s normal to lose control when you’re so close to fulfilling your bonds; just wait here for a while, while you calm down. I have some errands to run. I also advise you to not go near Naruto for the rest of the day ‘til the ceremony,” he said, then he stood up, making sure that the messages were still securely placed in his vest, before he left his brother alone to ponder.



The rest of his trip passed without any other disruption, and soon he reached Kakashi’s and Iruka’s home. A sense of gloom hung around the area, which almost made Itachi hesitate. He didn’t know how to enter, what kind of reaction would Iruka-sensei give? That youkai was the only one that ever inspired some form of fear in him.



He took a deep breath of air, and took the next step and stopped near the porch. “Hatake-san, Umino-san,” he called out.



Itachi’s ears rested back; he could hear shuffling inside, and slowly the shoji doors slid open to reveal Iruka behind them. The water demon looked solemn; heavy bags hung under his bloodshot eyes, his hair was in disarray and he was pale. As soon as Iruka saw the younger wolf demon his eyes widened in shock before they narrowed in anger.



“Uchiha...”



“Sensei.”



“What are you doing here, Uchiha?” Iruka literally spat his family name out like dirt.



“First of all I would like to apologize.” The older demon frowned. “My brother went round the mating wrongly, but I can assure you now that they are happy, and that the Kitsune hasn’t been hurt in anyway.”



Iruka’s face softened; he looked drained from worry, yet he forced himself to smile. “Can we see him?” the brunet asked hesitantly.



“Of course, soon you will be family sensei; I have come here to invite you to their ceremony,” he said, handing him the scroll.



Itachi bowed down in respect, and turned around to leave.



“Itachi,” he heard the other demon call out; the wolf turned around and saw his sensei smiling at him.



“Thank you.”



Itachi nodded and left the grounds.



~*~



Wasn’t that nice of Itachi, one of the few unspoilt Uchiha, he’ll probably make a good leader some day...



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