you belong to me

This is for cold cause I was bored and decided to give it a try. By the way your story why me?
Was so adorable I loved it. So here ya go.

Madara/naruto . . .


Thanks to Crimson2006 who is this stories new beta. yay. and thanks to her for adding to it, giving it more life. because it sucked. i have come to the conclusion that i love your mind. lol. thank you again.


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Naruto stood there flabbergasted. This was a joke right? He’d told his uncle he needed a job, but this was going overboard.


/ Flashback /

Naruto stared at the silver haired male who was standing under the doorway, a pair of serious, dual shaded eyes looking back at him. “You’ve got to be kidding me,” the blonde spoke in an irritated voice, trying to digest what his uncle had just told him.

“Nope, it’s not a joke brat. You’ve already been hired.”

“But…”

“No buts. Just suck it up and deal with it. You needed a job and I got you one. Oh… and one more thing, it’s mandatory that you wear the Uchiha uniform. I know it’s not your style, but it’s the only one available right now.” Jiraiya informed, holding up a frilly maids outfit.


Breaking the silence of night, a loud, high-pitched scream echoed through the house.

/ End Flashback /

Naruto stood nervously in front of the mansion’s gate. In his right hand was a suitcase; proof that the old man had pushed him into a live-in job and that he was stuck with it for better or worse.


(What the hell did that old man get me in to? Maybe if I run away…? No, that won’t work. Jiraiya said that if I don’t get a job, he’d castrate me and I don‘t have anywhere else to go.)

Naruto gave an exasperated sigh and held up the dry-cleaning bag with the outfit in it.

(God must really hate me.)

The blonde swallowed the lump in his throat and reached out; his long fingers pushing the call button as he fidgeted nervously. “Uh, I’m Naruto Uzumaki. I’m the new maid.” He spoke. Not liking the sound of his own title. Why did he have to be a maid? It sounded so demeaning.

No one answered at first, but eventually he heard a buzzing sound and the gates opened.

This was it. There was no turning back.

Naruto took a deep breath, walking steadily. As he approached the front door, he noticed that there was an elderly man waiting for him.


(The butler, maybe…?)

“Naruto?”

The blonde nodded his head and pressed out a small smile from the corner of his lips.

“I’m Smiths, the butler.” The male bowed slightly. “Follow me.”

Naruto nodded and followed, his eyes practically bulging out of their sockets as they left the foyer and ventured further into the residence. This wasn’t a house. It was a fucking castle. The man gave him a tour of the estate and then led him to his room.

“This is your private room. You’re Master Madara’s personal maid. I’m getting too old for this sort of thing, so you’ll be taking care of his needs,” the man paused for a moment as if gathering his thoughts in what might be considered a senior moment. “Cooking for him, making him tea and cleaning up, those will be your duties” The Butler gave Naruto a kind smile. “You can start now. I prepared some tea in advance. Please change into your uniform and collect the tray from the kitchen. Master Madara is in the study.”

Naruto nodded in compliance and watched Smiths leave. Moving to change into his maid’s outfit, he noted how quiet the place was. It seemed so lonely.

As if struck by an epiphany, Naruto suddenly realized that he, the Butler and Madara might be the only three people there. He felt his palms get sweaty. There was going to be a lot expected of him. Could he live up to it? He supposed there was only one way to find out.


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Naruto stood outside the study’s door balancing a tray in one hand while fidgeting with his uniform. His pantyhose were dreadfully uncomfortable, the underwear were too tight and the four-inch heels on the shoes were a pain in the ass to walk in. Even if the ensemble was a standard black and white Maid’s uniform that just happened to have the Uchiha’s family crest on the back, it was still something for a girl to wear; so being in it felt both uncomfortable and embarrassing.

Naruto growled and pulled the skirt down for the umpteenth time, as if trying to make it longer. There was quite a bit of space between the lacey hem and his knees which he disliked greatly, but couldn‘t do much about.

Finally giving up, Naruto gave a heavy sigh and knocked on the door, entering the room wearily. Letting his eyes graze over the study, he froze when spotted a man sitting across the room with a book tucked in his hands. The said man was hot. Long black hair and a toned body that fit perfectly in the suit he was wearing---Naruto was sure he was staring at the embodiment of a god, because certainly something so sexy couldn’t be human.

Dark eyes looked up to meet deep blue and Naruto quickly made his way to the man. “Your tea, sir.”

The man smirked. The blonde was even cuter in person. “It’s Madara.”

The maid blinked and bowed his head. “I’m Naruto.”

Suddenly Naruto felt like an idiot. This was the guy who had hired him! Of course he knew his name. Naruto could feel his cheeks get red as he shuddered under the man’s gaze. To his surprise however, Madara didn’t comment on his stupidity.

“That’ll be all, Naruto.”

The blonde bowed again and departed swiftly.

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For the next two weeks things continued the same way. Naruto did everything. He cooked, cleaned, did the wash and answered the phone; sweeping, moping and dusting in-between. It was hard, but he managed to do everything right the first time around. Getting to see Madara was another matter though. Unless he was bringing the man food or something to drink, his employer tended to stay busy and kept out of sight.

It was sort of disappointing to the blonde. He strongly liked Madara. In fact, he often thought about the raven during the day or right before he drifted off to sleep. Maybe it was wrong for him to feel that way about his employer, but he couldn’t help it. Madara was just too sexy not to mull over.


Naruto smiled as he cleaned, not realizing Madara was watching him until the man stepped out of the shadows and spoke.

“Naruto.”

“Madara…?” Naruto’s eyes widened in surprise, “Um, did I forget something?”

The raven shook his head. “You have tomorrow off.”

“Huh.” Naruto looked confused. Madara just ignored the bewilderment and continued on.

“Would you like to go out with me tomorrow?”

Naruto blushed crimson and gave his assent with a nod; he didn’t know what to say.

Madara smirked and swiftly excused himself.

Heedlessly, Naruto finished cleaning and headed upstairs; his mind buzzing with anticipation. He was finally going to get to spend the day with Madara. There was only one problem…

(What am I going to wear?)

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Madara stepped in the blonde's room; his feet stopping cold as he approached the bed. Red eyes blinking gingerly as he looked down at the sleeping body with desire. Naruto was practically naked save for a pair of skin tight shorts that were extremely high cut and shaded a bright hue of orange.

Who would have thought that such a hideous color could look so good?

Madara licked his lips subconsciously and continued to eye the other. Much like a cat, the blonde’s body was curled up into a ball; sun-kissed skin caressing every inch of flesh in a way that looked intoxicatingly erotic. Madara couldn’t help but run his fingers across Naruto’s flesh. It was as smooth as he thought; perfect in every way. He wanted to keep touching the boy, but decided against it. He wouldn’t be able to stop if he didn’t leave now.

Deciding he would let the blonde sleep. Madara went to his study to wait.

When Naruto heard the door shut, he opened his eyes, a blush spreading across his face.

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Naruto finished getting dressed and looked in the mirror. He ruffled his spiky blond hair and ran his hands over his clothes, smoothing out any wrinkles until he was sure that he was good to go. With a subtle amount of grace, he exited his room and walked down the hall, knocking on the door to the study before entering.

He smiled at Madara who was sitting in his usual spot, looking out the window; a book nestled in the elder‘s hands. The said man was dressed in black slacks and a black button up shirt. “Are you ready?”

At the indication of Naruto‘s voice, Madara turned to look at the blonde and did his best to suppress the nosebleed that was threatening to happen. The blonde looked gorgeous. He was wearing a pair of hip-huger jeans that were stretched skin tight, and an orange sleeveless shirt that was equally constricting.

Naruto smiled as he watched Madara eye him; the swift movement of a nod following.

The blonde turned around to leave and Madara stood to follow; red eyes falling to Naruto’s lower backside.

"So what do you want to do?” Naruto blushed when he realized that Madara was staring at his at his ass.

“It’s your day off.” The other replied in earnest, keeping his pace so he could follow the blonde.

“Well…” the blonde slowed down until he was standing next to Madara. Together they walked side by side while Naruto debated the subject.

(Food... that should be first. I’m starving…)


“How about we go get something to eat.” Naruto deemed, grabbing Madara’s hand and dragging him towards the front door.

The blonde had the perfect destination in mind.

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After eating at the ramen stand, Madara silently wondered if the blonde’s stomach was a black-hole or something akin to it. He could swear he only looked away for a moment, and the blonde had made six bowls disappear.

Naruto, who was content with a full belly, suddenly saw a photo booth and was struck with a stunning idea.

Since residing at the Uchiha estate, Naruto had noticed that Madara lived in seclusion. Save for Smiths and himself, no one ever came to visit, or even called.

When he’d asked the butler about it, the man had told him that Madara was considered unapproachable, even by his family. But that’s how the Master wanted it. Naruto couldn’t really say that he comprehended such behavior, but he hoped with time, he would come to understand Madara better. Until then however, he wanted to create happy memories and fill the void that he had noticed---and in his mind, pictures were a great way to do that. They created good memories to look back on and washed away the loneliness with a loving sense of serendipity.


“Come on, take some pictures with me?" Naruto suggested, but the question seemed more rhetorical then anything as he pulled Madara into the booth.

In response, the raven gave him a perplexed look, but said nothing as Naruto’s bright visage dominated any protest.

“Smile,” Naruto hummed after he managed to get the money into the machine; giving his best expression as the first photo was taken. He took notice that Madara didn’t heed the request, but it was a problem that was quickly solved as the sound of the camera clicked with every shot thereafter.


A smirking Madara grabbed the photos out, and handed them to the blushing blonde. Naruto looked at them. The firs t one was normal, the two of them sitting next to each other. The second one was a little more colorful, as he was leaning over, giving Madara a kiss on the cheek. The third photo showed even more intimacy; Naruto’s body shifting to reside on Madara’s lap. And the last one showed the raven’s soft lips as they pressed against his exposed neck, sucking on the flesh slowly.

Naruto was embarrassed --especially by the last picture-- until his eyes spotted a huge Ferris wheel not far in the distance. “Let’s go to the fair.”

Madara smiled at how easily the blonde could lose focus.

After they got their tickets they walked around a bit. Circling around the game stations, Naruto saw a stuffed fox in a booth and decided he wanted it.

Naruto pulled Madara over to the both and gave stranger money.

Madara simply stood there and watched...

_ 30 minutes later. _

Naruto slammed more money down as he cursed under his breath.

(Those damn bottles have to be glued down.)

This time when he went to throw the ball, a strong hand stopped him. Blue met black and Madara took the ball.

The blonde crossed his arms and pouted. With one attempt Madara had managed to knock the bottles down.

“Here…“the raven spoke as he put the fox in the blonde's hands. Naruto smiled as he took it.

“Thanks.” Of course by then he’d already forgotten about how many times he’d lost.

After the gaming incident, the two made their way to the ferries wheel. It was Naruto’s favorite ride and he quickly handed the guy the tickets before they climbed into the box.

Naruto sat down next to the raven and looked at the red fox in his hands. He blushed when his chin was lifted and Madara’s lips were pressed firmly against his.

Gingerly, Madara sucked on his bottom lip, causing a whimper to escape from the younger male’s mouth. The raven took it as an invitation and he slipped his tongue in, devouring the other’s threshold as he drank up the sweet taste that was solely Naruto.

In response, Naruto melted further into the kiss. Not paying mind when he was lifted up and pulled onto Madara’s lap, the elder’s tongue exploring every inch of his mouth as a hand slide up his shirt and pinched the bud of his nipple; causing him to moan generously into raven’s mouth.

Wanting to hear more of the blonde’s voice, Madara broke the kiss, a string of saliva dripping between them as they parted. Playfully, Madara continued to pinched and tweaked the blonde’s nipples; loving the sounds that passed through Naruto’s lips as tanned arms weaved around his neck pulled their bodies closer. It felt good, but Madara wanted to take things further. Placing a hand over Naruto’s sheathed erection he kneaded the bulge there.

Expecting a moan, he was surprised when he heard a cough and the sound of a finger tapping against glass. Both males turned to realize they were at the bottom and that the ride had stopped.

Naruto blushed as he scrabbled to get up while the man who tapped on the glass backed away in fear; scared by the look Madara was giving him.

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“Naruto!”

Blue eyes scanned the fairgrounds before a small grin slipped over Naruto’s visage. He couldn’t believe it. One of his good friends was pushing his way through the crowd; face cracked with a ridiculous smile that brought on a wave of nostalgia. “Kiba!”

“ Wow bro… it is you! It’s been awhile. Where the hell have you been?”

“I’ve been busy.” The blonde started to explain, but was interrupted when more voices called his name.

“Hey, Naruto! What‘s up man?”

Naruto looked over to the large group that was rushing up to him. Most of them were his friends, but among them were a few faces he wasn‘t thrilled to see. He hoped that those acquaintances wouldn’t cause trouble. That was the last thing he needed. “Oh, hey guys.”

For a few minutes they all greeted each other, passing hugs and complements before Sakura, one of Naruto’s not so close friends, opened her mouth and demanded some answers in a rather snotty tone. “So, Where have you been?” the pink haired girl quipped, crossing her arms haughtily.

Naruto frowned and turned towards his date, deciding to ignore Sakura. “Oh guys, I want to introduce you to---” his voice trailed off when he noticed Madara walking away. “Just one second,” he called to his friends.

Taking off, Naruto caught up with the older male and grabbed his arm. “Hey, where are you going?” he asked surprised.

“Home.”

“Oh…but wouldn’t you like to meet my friends? I haven’t seen them since I graduated.” Naruto didn’t wait for an answer before he looped his arm around the other, and dragged Madara back to the group. “You guys, this is Madara,” he introduced proudly.

“Ah, so you must be the one taking up all of Naruto’s time.” The dog boy grinned.

The blonde, next to Kiba smiled. “So Naruto’s got himself a boyfriend,” Tamari teased, eying the two with an all knowing smirk.

Sakura simply snorted. “Well Naruto, I always figured that you were the type.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Naruto asked, glaring at the woman ..

The pink hair girl shrugged a shoulder carelessly and turned her nose up. “Well, I guess your stupid too…I was referring to the fact that you’re a fag. You always were a little different from everyone else,” she degraded; her tone vaingloriously spun with satisfaction as she watched Naruto’s face twist into an expression of shocked-pain.

“You know, I think I’ll see you guys later…” Naruto answered back with ire, walking away with his fists doubled. The pink-haired girl could never be happy for him. No. She always had to be a bitch.


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Naruto stormed into his room, Madara following him at a much slower pace.

“What was that about?”

Naruto’s head shot up, tears in his eyes. “S- sorry she’s always trying to hurt me.” Naruto turned back around and placed the pictures and the fox on the dresser.

Madara took Naruto by the hand as guided him on the bed. He didn’t want to see the blonde sad, so he did the only thing he could think of.

“Don’t think about it,” he ordered, pulling the blonde’s shirt over his shoulders as he trailed kisses from the Naruto’s chin down to his navel. From there he licked across taut abs before undoing the blonde’s pants using his teeth. He loved the way that Naruto shuttered under the ministration. “Just think about me.”

Quickly, Madara came back up and kissed Naruto passionately; their tongue entwining before the elder swiftly pulled back. He loved teasing the other; loved to hear each whimper and moan that passed through those parted lips that soon would be calling his name.

“Or do I need to make you forget…?” He drawled, shifting to lick one of Naruto’s hard nubs; his hand coming up to play with the other.

Naruto’s hands gripped the man’s shoulders; his body twisting with desirable sensations. The way that Madara was touching him, made him feel so good. He didn’t want it to end.

“Well Naruto…”

“Ahh . . .” Naruto leaned up and quickly kissed Madara; their lips clashing together. “Make me forget,” he panted, fully aroused by the raven’s touch and seductive words.

“Hm.” Madara smirked as he swiftly pulled back and removed the Naruto’s pants; enjoying the view of the naked blonde, whose skin flushed with embarrassment. “You’re so beautiful.” He traced the tip of Naruto’s member with a finger, pre-cum seeping from the slit.

“Now be a good boy and stay right here.” Madara smirked, crawling off the bed, leaving the confused blonde by himself. After a few minutes, the raven returned with a bottle of lube.

Walking back over to the bed, he quickly striped himself and crawled in between the blonde's legs. Without a word, he put the lube on three fingers and he leaned in; locking the blonde lips in another passionate kiss as he slid the fingers in one at a time. Feeling Naruto’s body tense, he waited before wiggling them; his other hand stroking the blonde's leaking member to distract Naruto from the preparation.

After awhile the blonde was pushing his body down onto the fingers, crying out every time they hit his prostate.

Naruto gave a disappointed grunt when the fingers left his body.

“So greedy Naruto.”

The blonde opened his hazed-covered eyes.

Madara smirked as he pressed the tip of his cock at the Naruto's entrance. He pushed into the hilt and waited.

The blonde placed a curled fist into his mouth as he tried to will away the pain.

Madara’s cock was definitely bigger than three fingers. “Mm . . . Move.” He finally managed to rasp.

Madara complied and grabbed the blonde's hips, pulling them to meet each one of his thrusts, causing the blonde to cry out in pleasure as tears fell freely from blue eyes. Every thrust hit the Naruto’s prostate and he thought he was going to die.

“Aahhmm . . . Ma . . . Madara.”

“You’re so tight Naruto.”

Naruto moaned and panted as he felt his end coming. Madara repeatedly attacked his prostate causing his body to shudder. Naruto saw a white flash as he came, calling out to the other male.

Madara followed shortly thereafter, pulling out and before laying down on his back. He grabbed the blonde and drew him closer; Naruto’s head resting on his chest. “I won’t let you leave,” he spoke firmly.

Naruto looked up, giving the man a weak smile. “I wouldn’t leave even if you told me to.” Naruto laid his head back down, sleep quickly taking over.

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Naruto woke up feeling worse for the wear. As he sat up a sharp pain shot through his back. He looked towards the nightstand, noting the fact that there was a glass of water, some pills and note waiting for him. Naruto quickly swallowed the pills and opened the folded paper.

-Smiths will be back in about day. Stay in bed if you want-

Naruto smiled and crawled out of bed, pulling on his orange night shorts. Walking to the study, he decided to see if Madara wanted anything before he took a shower.

Not bothering to knock, he walked into the room, spying Madara who was at the desk, reading some papers. Naruto moved up to the chair, still unnoticed. “You want anything before I shower.”

Those words seemed to catch Madara’s attention and he looked to the blonde. He really liked those shorts. He grabbed the blonde's waist and placed him on his desk. This was a lot better than going through papers.

Naruto blushed as fingers traced his inner thighs.

“I need you to prepare two rooms. My nephews are coming to visit.”

Naruto nodded his head, a moan passing through his lips as his now visible erection was fondled.

“I don’t like to share...”

Naruto gave him a questioning look.

“They’re around your age. Normally, I wouldn’t allow anyone from my family here but I want them to meet my new bride.”

Naruto suddenly glared at the raven. What the hell! He hadn’t seen any women here. Moreover, why the hell had Madara slept with him if he was engaged!

Madara smirked at the blonde’s conflicted expression. He pulled Naruto off the desk; one hand cupping the blonde's ass. “I’m talking about you Naruto. You’re my bride. You’re the only one I’d allow in my bed, and youre the only one I desire. Well, if you‘ll have me?”

Naruto’s eyes widen in realization, and his anger burned into a deep blush.

(A confession…?)

“That’s fine, but I’m not wearing that uniform anymore.” The blonde smiled as he playfully bit the man’s ear.

(Except maybe one more time.)

He got a sly smile.