Returning Home

I don’t own Naruto nor do I make money from it.

AN: Kiriban win for Ash365. She requested SIN with Naruto having come back from a long absence so here it is sweetie. It came to me pretty easy. I hope you enjoy it.-loves on you-

Returning Home

March 2009

Ten years. Had it really been that long? They say time flies when you are having fun but what about when you are mourning your first love? Only love really. Sure he’d had other lovers, some even coming close to being permanent but none would ever duplicate that first feeling, what he still felt for Sasuke Uchiha. The one man he’d never been able to forget or forgive.

His lovers always said he blocked off a part of himself from them. It was undoubtedly true. He never wanted them to stain the part of him belonging to Sasuke. Even if it prevented him from ever truly allowing himself to move on, he would keep that part for Sasuke.

Pain raked through him as he stared out the window of the taxi as it chauffeured him to his old home. It was hard being here. He’d known it would be hard to return when he’d received word that his foster father was marrying. He didn’t know who, but as long as the man was happy. He’d put up with a lot from Naruto in the early years, from Ex-lax brownies to late night dipping of hands in warm water. Only for this man, would he return to Konoha.

As the blue and white taxi pulled into the drive of a modest but quaint house, the memories flew back. He recalled the first time he’d been brought to the home of Iruka Umino, a troublemaker kid on his last chance. Iruka himself had been a product of the foster system and as such, opened his home to those in need of a warm bed, good food, and a friendly face.

Spring 1994

“Alright, kid. This is your last break. After this, it’s a group home and trust me, you don’t want that.” Tsunade Sannin growled to the twelve year old boy slouched in the seat beside her. If Iruka couldn’t work his magic on the boy, no one could.

“Like I care, put me wherever.” grumbled the blond boy, arms crossed in determination.

“Hmph, we’ll see.” she said, opening the door to her car. “Get out, brat.”

Naruto ambled from the car to gaze at the modest building. There was nothing special about it. There would be nothing special about this foster father either. The people were always the same. They were all smiles when the social worker was around. If you were lucky, they just ignored you, maybe foisted chores on you. If you were unlucky, Naruto shuddered. His first home had been one of those. Reaching a hand to his cheeks to brush the long healed scars, Naruto eyed his new ‘home’.

“Iruka, thanks for agreeing to take him. I’m at my wits end.” Tsunade shook hands with the slender man.

He has a scar too. Naruto was intrigued enough. It wasn’t like he couldn’t run if it turned out to be a bad place.

“My name is Iruka.”

A slender hand stretched out. Naruto’s eyes widened. It was the first time he’d been offered such a polite gesture. The foster parents were usually all over him, showering him with false love; gushing over how cute he was. To be offered a simple introduction wasn’t the greeting he was used to.

Cocking his head, he slowly stretched out his hand. “Naruto Uzumaki.”

The dark brown door was flung open as the man rushed to embrace him. “Naruto!”

Joy. That was the emotion he was feeling. Closing his eyes, he basked in the feel of the simple thing called family. He talked to Iruka at least once a month but he hadn’t seen him in ten years. This was what coming home felt like. The worries and pain drained away as he was once again in the arms of the only man he could call a father.

“Iruka, you’re choking me.” grinned Naruto, the light finally back in his eyes.

“I haven’t seen you in so long. Allow me to show you a little affection.” Bright brown eyes gazed up into Naruto’s sapphire blue. There was a time, Iruka towered over Naruto. No more. Naruto’s last growth spurt around age twenty shot him up to a nice 6’3, his scrawny frame filled out to a firm but not bulky build. Long story short, Naruto was gorgeous, truly a case of the ugly duckling turning into a swan.

“I should have come sooner.” Naruto frowned.

Why hadn’t he? Fear of seeing Sasuke? Fear of how he would react? Fear of being left once again in that dark and lonely place? He supposed all of the above was the most correct answer.

“You weren’t ready.” smiled Iruka.

Maybe. At least he was here now. He could happily witness the marriage of the man who shaped who he was today; then, maybe put his past behind him. Maybe after this week he could move on. Maybe, he would be able to find someone worthy of his heart. Maybe.

“Iruka, you still haven’t told me who you’re marrying. Come on. I came all the way across the country, the least you could do is spill the beans.” growled Naruto playfully, his heart lightening upon the love he felt from the man.

“She’ll be here for lunch with her two sons.” Iruka smiled nervously, hiding his face from Naruto as he began pulling ingredients from the refrigerator.

“Two sons? Wow. You get to be a dad again.” snickered Naruto, imagining adolescent boys running Iruka ragged.

“Heh, no son could compare to you.” Iruka lifted his gaze to his son.

They might not be of the same blood but Naruto was his son. He’d felt his pain the day he’d left. He cheered his triumphs and comforted his sorrows. They were joined in the bond of family. Now that bond would be tested. Iruka felt almost sick with worry. What would he do if Naruto took the news badly?

“When will they get here? I want to meet my new brothers.” Naruto smiled, completely happy for the first time in years.

“Soon.” Iruka sliced a tomato. Lunch would be simple, just sandwiches and tea.

As if on cue, the door bell rang. Naruto jumped to his feet, racing to the door. Excitement poured from every inch of body.

“Naruto, wait!” The cry went unheard as he wrenched open the door, anxious to meet the new additions to his family. What he saw, froze his heart in place.

Mikoto Uchiha and her two sons Itachi and…Sasuke. Thunderous did not even cover the expression on Naruto’s face. Anger and betrayal coursed through him. This was the woman Iruka was marrying? He was letting the Uchiha’s into his life? How could he?

“Naruto…” Iruka began.

“How could you. How could you bring me back for this?” Turning angry eyes on his ‘father’, Naruto practically quivered with unreleased anger.

“Naruto…”

“You know what he did. I told you what he did. You know how I feel.” It felt like a betrayal of the highest order.

“Still an irrational idiot.” smirked Sasuke, drawing even more anger to a head.

“Still a piece of shit bastard.” snarled Naruto as he shoved by, grabbing his coat to ward off the early spring chill.

“Naruto, wait.” Iruka called out.

“I didn’t come home to be around that bastard. I’m out. I’ll be back after he’s gone.” With that, he was gone.

The walk cleared his head of the swirling anger. It did not clear out the memories now forcing their way to the forefront. Would he ever be free of Sasuke’s hold?

February 1999

Naruto ripped open the envelope. This was it, the acceptance or rejection to Hokage University, one of the elitist universities in this part of the U.S. Sasuke was going there, he was accepted before ever even applying. Figures, the bastard would be lucky like that. Money still talks, not that Sasuke was a slouch in his studies either. He was top of the class, class president, soccer captain. Hell, the guy was perfect. And he’s mine.

Taking a deep breath he read the first few lines before giving a shout, bringing Iruka running. All that butt busting these last two years had paid off. He was going to Hokage University with Sasuke. Sasuke had already told him he could room with him and his brother. Itachi lived in an apartment and was attending graduate courses for a PH.D in chemistry. Grants, loans and scholarships would pay for the tuition.

“I’m going to college, Iruka!” yelled Naruto, pulling the older man into his arms as they jumped around like a pair of chicks.

“Naruto, I’m so happy for you.” Iruka smiled. This was what made fostering a child worth it. Changing their future for the better. Showing them there was more than minimum wage.

“I’m going to tell Sasuke.” Naruto grinned, racing from the house. It took him nearly ten minutes at full speed running to reach the large, almost monstrous building that housed the Uchiha family.

Not bothering to knock, he had an open invitation since he’d been dating Sasuke for the last two years. It was a given they would continue even after high school. Hell, Naruto lost his virginity to the bastard just a few weeks prior.

Grinning at the memory, maybe this would call for a ‘special’ celebration. He took the stairs two at a time, his excitement bubbling over. Grabbing the familiar door, he pushed it open.

The sight before him caused the smile to fall from his face. Sasuke, his Sasuke, being pounded into by…Itachi? He didn’t realize he’d gasped until those beautiful black orbs jumped to settle on his face. Sasuke cried out, orgasm obviously washing through him.

“Naruto…” His voice, that beautiful voice, gasped out his name.

“I…I…I…” Speak damn it. Talk. Ask him why. Why, Sasuke? Turning from the room, he didn’t even realize he’d dropped his acceptance letter.

“Naruto…wait!” cried Sasuke, not caring that he was naked with cum trickling down his thighs.

“No. Sasuke I…I can’t stand to look at you right now. You disgust me.” Naruto left and never looked back.

The two never had many classes together. It was easy to avoid him while in school. Never had he felt so alone. Iruka was finally able to get the truth. Naruto begged him to drop it when the protective man threatened to castrate the other boy. He never said who Sasuke cheated on him with. He would never tell anyone that secret.

With Iruka’s help, Naruto’s late application was accepted to a college several states away. It hurt him to leave his father but the thought of being near Sasuke hurt more. The fall after graduation, he left Konoha and never looked back.

Present Day

Not much changed in a town like Konoha. Life goes on even if you aren’t there to help it on its way. The Konoha City Park was evidence of that. It looked the same as it had a decade prior. The same trees stood tall and strong. The same paved pathways wove in and out of the green leafed oaks.

Naruto found himself taking a familiar walk. A walk he’d taken many times before towards the more secluded areas. This was where lovers hid away to still kisses and secret touches. This was his and Sasuke’s special place. It was a place where the two of them could talk and laugh. There was no one watching, no one ogling the fact of the star soccer player dating the school prankster. Here they were simply, Sasuke and Naruto.

Finding the tree they always sat beneath, Naruto knelt. It was still there. S & N. He had carved it one day while they sat together. Tears dripped down to splash on the first spring grass growing beneath the tree. Sasuke. Why? Why did you break me? Why can’t I let you go?

“Naruto.” Shudders went down his spine. The voice had deepened ever so slightly but was still recognizable. Sasuke.

“Leave me alone.” He wiped quickly at the tears, praying his eyes wouldn’t tell the truth of his pain. He’d always had a hard time hiding his emotions from his eyes.

“No. I want to talk.”

“Well, I don’t want to talk to you. Release your fucking hold on me so I can move on with my life. You own me that, you bastard.” Naruto grabbed Sasuke, pushing him hard against their tree. The leaves rustled faintly at the jarring.

“What if I don’t want to let you go?” Sasuke lifted a hand, pushing it through thick blond locks, slightly longer than in their youth.

What? Naruto frowned, what did he just say? Confusion and doubt, anger and hope; they all warred together, the battle visible in his eyes. No. He wouldn’t let him hurt him again. He wouldn’t survive it a second time. The scars would not heal after that. “Let me go.”

“You’re the one holding me.” smirked Sasuke.

Hands tightened on the fine knit material of his dark gray sweater. Fuck. All he had to do was let go and step back. All he had to do was move away. The closeness of Sasuke, the subtle scent of his cologne. Why did he have to be so damn alluring? His skin was still that perfect shade of cream, unmarred. Perfect. Damn you, bastard.

Naruto’s hands pulled back, dragging Sasuke to him. There bodies still fit so perfect together. Sasuke had grown too. Their bodies lined up so perfectly. The primitive part of his mind roared in satisfaction as their lips touched. Sasuke. Need. Desire. Heat.

Growling, he needed more. This was what he needed, to feel this. My Sasuke. Dropping his hands from their clenched positions on Sasuke’s sweater, he buried them in the midnight locks, styled the same as before. Oh god, he tasted the same too. How could someone who never ate sweets taste so delicious; spicy like cinnamon, sweet like honey.

Hands, chilled from the cool air, slid beneath his shirt. Touching. More heat poured through Naruto. This was what he’d missed. No one even came close to this. It was a devouring of each other.

Naruto found himself pressed against the tree, Sasuke’s hands sliding beneath his shirt while his leg pressed between parted legs. He was ready to cum, just the smell and taste of Sasuke and he wanted to cum. He was drowning in Sasuke, so gone in his lost love, he didn’t notice the approach of another.

He didn’t notice added hands on his body. It wasn’t until he felt lips nipping at his throat did his eyes shoot open. Itachi. He was here. He was touching him…oh god. Heat burst through Naruto. His mind, already something akin to gelatin, couldn’t fight the pleasurable touches. Two lips. Four hands.

“Ahh…” Naruto moaned, as one pair of hands teased his nipples while another pair of cool hands unfastened his pants to dip inside.

“Naruto…” His name was breathed, almost with reverence, upon his own lips. Sasuke. Sasuke’s lips. Sasuke’s tongue.

“Such a good boy.” purred Itachi, his hand stroking the undeniable arousal.

Stars exploded in Naruto’s head. Whether it was the orgasm or the slamming of his head into the tree upon hearing those words of praise, he would never know. His body convulsed in long denied pleasure. Screaming out, only to have the sound muffled by Sasuke’s sweet lips.

Through hooded eyes, he watched as the darker, more sultry brother brought his cum covered fingers to Sasuke’s lips. A pink tongue darted out lap and suck at the fingers, sucking each digit as if savoring every drop of cum.

“Sasuke…”

“We wanted you with us but you weren’t ready. Sasuke was supposed to start acclimating you to the idea. He and I have been lovers since he was fourteen. When he told me about you, I didn’t like the thought of sharing…until I saw you. Your beautiful skin. Your shining eyes. Your smile. I wanted it. I wanted it more than anything. I had never wanted another than Sasuke until I saw you. I have cursed that day you saw us very often through the years. Now you are back. This time, I won’t let you get away.” Itachi’s lips covered slack pink, tongue pushing deep inside.

This was different from Sasuke, more forceful. This mouth forced him into submission, allowing no rebuttal. Itachi wanted him? Naruto moaned into the mouth as Sasuke’s deep voice whispered in his ear.

“If you hadn’t ran away, you, me and Itachi would have been lovers before the end of the summer. I missed you, moron.” Sasuke nipped at the ear before sucking on the flesh. “Come home with us. Let us show you how well we can work together.”

Still lacking the ability to form complete sentences, Naruto nodded. His body made the decision before his brain could find a way to think about it. Sasuke wanted him. Itachi wanted him. They wanted him. For the first time in ten years, he felt wanted. Sure, others had desired him but none truly knew what it was to want him.

Warm hands adjusted his clothes, between gentle kisses. He wondered if they did it to keep him compliant. His body wasn’t complaining. His mind balked a little. This was the man who tore out his heart but things weren’t what they seemed. Itachi’s words came back to him as he sat silently beside Sasuke, his hands continuing to stroke his skin.

“Stop thinking so hard, you’ll hurt yourself.” Sasuke’s leaned over to nip Naruto’s jaw, jawing the most delightful moan from him.

Curse you, Uchiha. Naruto’s mind wanted to digest this while his body screamed, ‘To hell with it.’. “B-Bastard.”

“Mmm Naruto, we are going to have so much fun.” purred Sasuke, his fingers dancing along the newly tented pants.

More Heat. Searing, burning, engulfing heat roared through Naruto. That little orgasm in the park was nothing. He was ready to blow again. His mind fully understanding what could and probably would happen once they reached the apartment the two brothers shared. Oh, his mind ran rampant with thoughts of the brothers. Moaning was all he could do, his body heated beyond all reason.

“ Tachi, he’s ready to cum again. Tell me Naruto, did anyone else fuck like me?” Sasuke’s hand pressed firmly into his crotch, demanding an answer.

“Oh Christ Almighty, no…oh god…please.” Naruto cried out, his hips jerking wildly.

“No they didn’t compare or no stop?” The teasing tone brought a growl or annoyance.

“Bastard. The didn’t compare. No one compared. I could barely get off for anyone.”

“Don’t even think about trying with anyone else again.” Sasuke released his seat belt the moment the car pulled into the shadowed parking garage. “You’re ours.”

Grabbing Naruto’s face, he slammed their lips together. Any finesse was abandoned in favor of devouring each other’s lips. Neither noticed the lust filled smirk of Itachi as he slid silently from the car. The two would have probably dry humped each other into oblivion if not for him drawing them from the vehicle.

“Calm down, Sasuke. We don’t want to wear him out too soon.” Itachi’s sultry voice sent shards of pleasure straight to Naruto’s cock.

God that voice. Where Sasuke’s voice was deep, a soothing rumble, Itachi was a darkly smooth baritone. He wondered if he could come from just hearing the man speak. His voice oozed sex like no other he’d ever seen. “Shall we, Naruto?”

The journey to the apartment was a blur to Naruto. His mind remained focused on the two men escorting him. When did his anger turn to lust? When did his pain turn to pleasure? Would he survive a night in the bed of two of the most sexually stimulating men he’d ever seen? These questions were beaten down by the lust pounding through him. Nothing mattered, only these two gorgeous men.

When his back hit the soft mattress of a bed, Naruto frowned. He’d been so focused on the two men, he only vaguely recalled walking through the upscale apartment. Fingers deftly removed every scrap of clothing. Lips replaced fingers as dual mouths sucked at sweat beaded skin. One pair of lips sucked at his mouth while the other teased his nipples. Every so often they switched so another could taste.

Moaning into Sasuke’s mouth, he jerked as Itachi’s lips engulfed the tip of his erection. It had been so long since he felt such heated suction. Blooded heated to an even higher degree. Pleasure exploded into him. “Nghh…”

“Don’t cum yet, Naruto.” Sasuke purred, giving Naruto a small nip before nibbling his way down.

He paused to suck at reddened nipples, leaving little spots of red as he made his way down to join his brother. “You look bigger, Naruto.”

Two tongues began to swirl around his erection. Tasting him. Tasting each other. If there was any sanity left in him it was gone; offered up to the gods before him. Heaven. Hell. It swirled inside him, exploding outward, his control lost.

Falling limp on the bed, Naruto gasped as the two brothers moved away from his deflating cock, kissing each other desperately, savoring him on the other’s lips. Oh god save him. His body was too satiated to harden again. That didn’t stop the moan from escaping him. Sasuke. Itachi.

“Watch this, Naruto. Watch your Sasuke.” Itachi’s smooth voice intoned quietly as Sasuke’s was stripped, his body pulled limply over Itachi’s thighs.

Naruto watched as a pale hand parted firm globes to reveal the little pink flesh. He could see the clenching. Sasuke’s need. Sasuke’s arousal. He wanted to be where that slender finger flicked. The heat was starting again.

“Sasuke’s been a very good boy while you were gone. Did you know he fantasizes about you.” Reaching into the bedside table, a small bottle of lube was removed. All this was done calmly. He could almost believe Itachi wasn’t even aroused. Almost.

“You see this little hole. It aches for you, Naruto. Would you like to taste it?” Itachi was playing him like a instrument, like they’d been lovers for years.

As they say in Star Trek, resistance is futile. His calloused hands spread the cheeks, Sasuke rising up immediately to the touch. The slap of flesh on flesh startled him, eyes jumping to see a hand print forming on formerly pristine flesh.

“Ahhh!” Sasuke’s moan was loud, but his hips lowered to their former relaxed position.

“Good boy.” Both Sasuke and Naruto shuddered at the tone. The praise was worth the pain. To be the one earning such praise from such a beautiful voice, Naruto wanted to be the recipient. He wanted that praise.

“Make my little brother moan, Naruto. Make him want to scream our names as he cums. You want to put your tongue in Sasuke‘s slutty little hole don‘t you, Naruto.” Slender fingers stroked along his chin, along scarred cheeks, downward towards the plump lips. A pink tongue darted out to flick on those nimble fingers. Please. He wanted to please Itachi.

He’d never been one to be particularly submissive in the bedroom. Itachi brought it out. He wanted to be owned by this man. He needed it.

The finger left his lips to stroke the damp skin along Sasuke’s pucker. The flesh clenched tight as a little whimper escaped him. “Look Naruto. He’s so needy.”

This was something he’d never done to Sasuke. They’d barely been intimate a few weeks when he’s seen him and Itachi. He’d never done this for anyone. To him, it was show of ultimate intimacy. Sasuke was meant to be the first for him.

Flicking his tongue out, the tip barely touched the skin. Salty. It tasted salty with sweat and excitement. Dipping deeper, he circled the hole. A scream. Chill bumps burst across Sasuke’s body. Itachi’s Eyes. He was watching him. He was watching him do this to Sasuke.

“Deeper Naruto. Taste him.” Sasuke moaned at the words, his own hands coming back to grasp his buttocks.

Deeper. He wanted it. Lowering his face once more, he licked and pressed. The tip of his tongue slid along the wrinkled flesh. Sasuke didn’t attempt to stifle his cries. They were music to his ears. He pressed harder, his tongue going deeper.

“Please.”

“What is it, little brother?” Itachi stroked the sweat slicked spikes.

“I need him inside me.”

“Do you hear that, Naruto. Sasuke wants you inside him.” Itachi’s words caused Naruto to shift back, drawing a moan of disappointment.

Itachi was quick to replaced the slick tongue with his lube covered finger, sliding in first one, then two fingers. Naruto watched as Sasuke writhed on Itachi’s lap. He wanted his fingers there too.

He coated his own fingers before sliding two in beside Itachi’s. Sasuke’s body went still before convulsing hard around his fingers.

“Don’t cum yet, Sasuke. You aren’t allowed to cum until I say.” Itachi removed his fingers, using them to coat Naruto. “Take him Naruto. He needs you.”

Too far gone to even try to resist, he moved behind him. His hands rested on pale slim hips; stark sun kissed skin against cream tinted flesh. His fingers clenched with bruising force, the pain drawing a moan of pleasure from Sasuke. “Please, Naruto.”

Slamming forward, a cry erupted from both men. Heat. Suffocating heat. It was like a vice grip on his cock. Panting, he leaned his head on the heaving back. It felt like coming home.

Despite his focus on Sasuke, he knew every move, every breath Itachi made. He drew even more pleasure from the fact, Itachi liked what he saw. Immense, addicting pleasure encompassed him at the thought of pleasing him.

He jumped at the whispering breath in his ear. “Shh, feel me.”

Slick fingers teased around his own entrance, the sensation causing his hips to jerk spasmodically, forcing cries from Sasuke. “Have you ever been taken, Naruto?”

Shaking his head, he bit down on Sasuke’s shoulder. His orgasm was just moments away if he didn’t get some sort of grasp on himself. Never, even as a teenager, did he have such horrible stamina.

“Hn. So, I’ll be your first. Good.” He punctuated the last word with a nip on his ear. Fingers bit deeper into Sasuke’s hips as he felt the first slick penetration.

“Uhh…Itachi…Sasuke…oh God.” Naruto continued to babble, his mind completely gone. Only the names of the two men with him seemed to penetrate the fog encompassing his thoughts.

Sasuke, having had enough of the lack of movement, began moving his hips. The sliding movements had moans leaving both their throats. “Move…please.”

“Sasuke, I think Naruto is overwhelmed. Let’s help him.” Moments later, Naruto was once more on his back, Sasuke straddling his hips. This seemed to please Sasuke, his cock bobbing with each rise and fall of his hips.

Itachi latched his hands onto Naruto’s hips pulling him forward until his cock pressed hard against the entrance. He moved slow. The sliding of flesh against flesh. The slow burn of stretched muscles. Naruto cried out. Pleasure and pain warred with each other for dominance.

“Easy Naruto. It will feel better.” Itachi began shallow thrusts, his cock causing teasing pleasure that built into an inferno.

“Ahhh…” Naruto threw his head back as stars shot behind his eyes. Heat was all around him. It surrounded his cock. It speared his ass. It encompassed his mind. He was drowning in it. He was drowning in them.

“That’s it, Naruto. Feel us.” Itachi slid deeper. Sasuke rose and fell desperately, one hand on Naruto’s chest while the other stroked the bobbing erection. His movements forced Itachi deeper, bringing a his to his brother’s lips.

“Itachi, please…brother.” Sasuke moaned, head thrown back with abandonment.

Naruto felt a hand release one of his legs. He saw it creep around Sasuke’s abdomen. Trailing fingers brushed the pumping hand away, drawing a whimper of disappointment before that hand wrapped tightly around the dark red cock. “Cum.”

“Nghh…” Sasuke grunted, his body going rigid.

Naruto watched that beautiful neck arch. The inside of Sasuke went molten around him. Cum shot from his cock, coating Naruto’s chest. He met Itachi’s gaze over Sasuke’s shoulder. The heat exploded. That possessive gaze. It owned him. He was cumming…hard. Sasuke’s body milked him as he spurted heavily in the welcome heat.

Itachi wasn’t finished with him. Sasuke slid from Naruto’s body, leaving room for Itachi. “I didn’t say you could cum, Naruto.”

A whimper was all he could express as his limp body was flipped. Itachi’s hips pistoned in and out, drawing little whimpers as his over sensitive prostate was abused. A grunt and a filling warmth alerted him to Itachi’s completion.

All men fell limp. Sasuke’s lips sucked at Naruto’s shoulder as Itachi pressed his own at the shivering man’s ear. “Naruto…you came without my permission. Now for you punishment.”

~o~SIN~o~

“Naruto…thank you for talking with Sasuke. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you I was marrying Mikoto Uchiha.” Iruka sat beside his son in the church.

The rehearsal had gone without a hitch…well other than the slight limp in Naruto’s gate as he escorted the maid of honor down the isle. He sworn to his father it was from stumbling in the park the day before. The pleased smirk on two men’s lips said otherwise.

“I might have been too hasty all those years ago.” Naruto had never told Iruka who he caught Sasuke with.

“I’m thinking about moving back home. I could rent a studio for my work.” Naruto said cautiously.

“It would be the best wedding present you could give me. I can help you find an apartment if you like.” Iruka smiled happily.

“Uhh…I think that’s taken care of.” His eyes slid towards the two men watching him like hawks. He was pretty fucking sure neither of them would allow him to live apart from them if he moved back to town. His life would never be the same. A blush stole across tan cheeks.

“Naruto, are you feeling alright?”

“Don’t worry, Iruka. Itachi and I will take care of him.” Sasuke smiled politely to their soon to be step father.

“Come Naruto, time for your medicine.” purred Itachi quietly in the other’s ear. Yeah, never the same.

The end.