Finally Wanted

I've been toying with this foursome for some time now and didn't have a decent plot until now. 

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The lights were bright, illuminating the bodies that were lined up straight. Most of them were male with the occasional female thrown in for what seemed like variety. Two men with similar features strolled down the line, inspecting each person as if they were goods, frowning in disapproval at each flaw they found and moved on to the next.



Naruto stood slightly slumped, not straight like the others. His head was bent, blue eyes on fire because of his situation. This was his first line up, and Naruto felt like a pig up for slaughter. He knew who the two men were, he had heard their last name uttered when all of the house prostitutes were gathered to be chosen. He didn’t know what to expect from this, the other ‘employees’ had different accounts on what actually went on at these things.



Blue eyes lifted in curiousity, Naruto had heard rumors of the Uchiha’s beauty and he wanted to see them for himself, knowing that he wouldn’t be picked. This was his only chance and he took it. He lifted his eyes a little more and was caught by a dark gaze. These men were absolutely breathtaking and Naruto found himself wanting to be picked despite his status as a virgin.



He knew they had a third lover, which was why they were present and all the blonds were lined up. Kisame Hoshigaki had a thing for blonds, it was common knowledge throughout the underground. But rumor was he was extra picky with them and not a one had sparked his interest.



Both the Uchihas were gazing at Naruto now, analyzing him. He knew he should have looked away, but something told him not to. Prostitutes were not supposed to look their betters in the eyes, it was begging for punishment if they did so without express permission. Their world was cruel and Naruto found himself in the middle of it because there was no where else to go.



“That one there,” the Uchiha with the low ponytail said, tilting his head towards Naruto. “How much is he?”



Naruto didn’t hear the answer, he was shocked that the question was even asked. He hadn’t been touched yet, his virginity still intact along with his brash personality. Orochimaru had told Naruto when he was first brought to the brothel that his temper was acceptable because there were clientele that enjoyed feisty prostitutes.



The Uchiha with the hair that was shaped like a duck’s ass glared at Naruto as if he were nothing but dirt. Naruto snorted and rolled his eyes at the expression on the man’s face. He would be damned if he ever let that one touch him. The man would have to fight for Naruto if he so much as wanted to poke him. Naruto didn’t take kindly to being judged for the cards that life dealt him, sure they were shitty, but at least he was in a brothel and not working the streets. Life as a prostitute on the streets was one that didn’t last long.



As the haggling continued, boredom set in. It seemed as though Orochimaru was trying to cut the Uchiha some sort of deal. Virgins were a huge deal these days, rare and very expensive. But from what Naruto heard, the Uchihas and Orochimaru went way back and were always dealing with one another first before other patrons.



The other Uchiha that wasn’t making his opinion known on the deal kept glaring at Naruto. The more he stared, the more it pissed the blond off. Making sure that the others weren’t paying attention, Naruto flipped the man his middle finger, delighting in the angry expression that passed over the beautiful face.



Orochimaru could have made a killing off the brothers, making customers pay for them together. The man probably could have retired in five years easily. But it seemed like fate had bigger plans for them, whatever they were. Naruto went pale as the man caught the attention of one of Orochimaru’s men and pointed the blond out.



Serious trouble was heading his way, but it would be worth it if it kept him out of a client's bed. He was yanked from the line roughly by his arm, he wasn’t delicate like Haku, so the bruise would never grace his tanned skin. A flog was given to the Uchiha and Naruto was forced to turn around. He may have had a high tolerance for pain, but flogging always hurt. Naruto bit his lip, waiting for the stinging strike, but it never came.



“You will not harm Kisame’s present, little brother,” the older Uchiha spoke as Naruto’s shoulders slumped in relief. He remembered the flogging from when he first arrived at the Snake’s Den and he didn’t want a repeat.



“He disrespected me,” the younger man seethed. Naruto could imagine that beautiful face twisted with anger. “I will not have some whore disrespect his better.”



The older Uchiha tutted as Naruto was turned around, blue eyes not on the floor as they should have been, but on the deceptively delicate hand wrapped around a thin wrist.



“You will be the one punished, little brother, if you continue this behavior. Naruto will be coming home with us whether you like it or not. This is what Kisame wants and we will deliver it to him, Sasuke, am I understood?”



Sasuke was defiantly silent for a few moments, a petulant expression crossing his face as he took his wrist back, dark eyes glaring at his brother. “One time is all this whore gets, I don’t understand why we even have to rent him.”



Naruto blocked out the conversation after that, it hurt knowing that even when he was a whore, he wasn’t wanted. His own parents had abandoned him on the streets when he was just a child. He had been told to wait by the dumpster like a good little boy and he would get a treat. Hours passed, but Naruto’s parents never returned. It had taken him two years to realize that he had been left and his parents had never wanted him.





It wasn’t long after that Naruto was led out of the brothel, trailing behind the two brothers. Sasuke’s shoulders were tense and Naruto knew that if he had been a cat, his fur would be raised.



The limo was black as was customary of the Uchiha clan. Everyone knew their reputation as a ruthless crime family, even someone like Naruto. The drive was silent, tension was thick as Sasuke glared out of the window, his brother’s face, however, was unreadable. Itachi, as Naruto had found out the name when they first entered the limo, was studying Naruto as if he were some sort of new species of human. The need to stick his tongue out at the man was great, but the power that just seemed to roll off Sasuke kept Naruto from doing so. Sasuke wasn’t that much of a threat if Itachi pulled the reins to the younger man.



“Orochimaru informed me that you were a virgin,” Itachi started, as if it were an everyday subject. “Are you?”



“Yes, sir.” Naruto answered politely, but his eyes held a different story. He was in the presence of someone who had great power and if the proper respect wasn’t shown to the man, it could mean his life. “I spent most of my life on the streets, there wasn’t enough time for pleasure.”



“Hmmm, tell me how old you are,” Itachi stated, pinning Naruto with curious dark eyes.



“My guess would be around twenty,” was the answer, Naruto’s tone sad as his eyes went to the floor of the vehicle



“You guess? What kind of moron doesn't know his own age?” Sasuke mocked as he turned away from the window. “I mean really-”



The younger brother was cut off by a glare from Itachi, there was a warning on his face not to go any further than what he already had. Sasuke huffed before turning back to the window, the city lights passing by in a blur. There was not a snowballs chance in hell that he would touch the whore.



“I apologize for my brother’s rudeness, Naruto.” Itachi’s voice was gentle as his hand touched the clothed shoulder, the slender fingers rubbing it in comfort. “Sometimes I believe we’ve spoiled him too much.”



There was a grunt from Sasuke, but nothing more was said. Naruto wanted to tease the little brat some more but knew when to let a sleeping dog lie. He turned his blue eyes to Itachi, the other man was studying him and Naruto squirmed just a little. He wasn’t used to having someone looking at him quite like that.



“Is there something on my face?” Naruto asked, scratching his cheek nervously.



“No, it’s just...I’m not used to someone with eyes like yours,” Itachi said, his hand moving from the shoulder to cup Naruto’s face. “They’re an unusual shade of blue, so bright.”



Naruto’s eyes flickered from Itachi to Sasuke, noticing the tense shoulders and the uncontrolled scowl in the window. Everyone noticed his eyes, how could they not? Blue eyes were uncommon in Japan, and they made Naruto stand out. It made him wonder just who his parents were, he turned his gaze back to Itachi and gave the Uchiha a small smile.



“I suppose, I don’t like to really talk about them,” Naruto whispered, moving his eyes from Itachi to the window, he gazed at the buildings that passed by them, the limo oddly silent as the trip continued. Naruto wondered what would happen to him after this night, and what kind of life was in store for him at the Snake’s Den.



The limo stopped and Naruto was helped out of the car, he gazed up at the large building. It was one of the tallest ones he had ever seen, and he was sure there was nothing but condo’s on the inside. There were even men in suits at the doors and Naruto knew they weren’t regular doormen.



Naruto was sandwiched in between Sasuke and Itachi as the men entered the building, the men opening the door and greeting their employers. Naruto had to wonder how it would feel to have that kind of power over others, to have that kind of control.



The elevator they rode in, had no annoying music, something Naruto had found amusing. It was a few minutes before the elevator stopped and they stepped off, the hallway was clear and the lights were bright. There weren’t any men in suits around and Naruto was almost disappointed by the fact that they were missing.



They stopped at a door, Naruto hidden behind Itachi and Sasuke as it was quickly opened, a dark skinned man with short cropped black hair opened it, his brown eyes glancing between the brothers before he moved his large body out of the doorway. Naruto knew it had to have been Kisame.



“Where the hell have you two been?” Kisame growled, crossing his arms over his chest. “You know I don’t like it when you two go out without me.”



“We were acquiring your birthday present, Kisame. You couldn’t have gone with us,” Itachi said softly as he kissed the stubbled cheek.



Sasuke was wisely silent as Kisame kissed him on the lips. His eyes were diverted the side, a pout crossing his lips when his lover pulled away. It was gone as Itachi sent him a warning glance and the younger pointed over his shoulder to the third body that was hovering outside.



Naruto stayed just on the fringe of the doorway, he wasn’t sure if he was suppose to enter or wait. But when Kisame stepped outside, Naruto  had a better view and he felt his breath leave him. No one wonder Sasuke was acting like a little shit, to have this specimen in your bed and have to share it was a crime. He almost felt guilty at what would happen tonight, but it was brushed aside as the large man inspected, his dark brown roving his body hungrily.



Again for the second time that night, Naruto felt like a piece of meat up on the chopping block. Kisame’s dark eyes roamed his body, and the blond shifted a little. He wasn’t used to attention like this, the positive kind. Insecurity flooding his mind and body, Naruto stood still unsure of what to do.



A large hand cupped his cheek and brought his face up to meet intense, dark brown eyes. Naruto had never been on the receiving end of a wanted gaze and he found himself immediately addicted to it. He hoped that after tonight, his future clients would want him as much as Kisame seemed to want him.



Naruto leaned into the gentle touch, his blue eyes still locked with Kisame’s, he heard the other’s breath hitch and the blond found himself not wanting to leave after this night. The smaller body was hoisted up into strong arms and Naruto was carried into the apartment, the door shut gently behind him as if the loudest noise would send him fleeing.



It seemed like ages going down the hall, Naruto wasn’t even paying attention to the decorations or pictures lining the walls. Kisame’s large arms around made him feel as though nothing could harm him. His head was laid on the large shoulder and Naruto caught the jealous expression that crossed Sasuke’s face.



But it didn’t bring Naruto any anger, he was content for the first time in a long time and he wouldn’t let some brat spoil his fun. Snuggling deeper into the arms, Naruto smiled as Kisame nuzzled his head. He almost thought that he had died and gone to heaven, he never received simple affections like this.



The small body was laid gently on the California sized bed, and Naruto couldn’t help but think that he wanted a permanent place here. His clothes were taken off gently, Naruto hadn’t expected that. He had been expecting his clothing to have been ripped off, his face must have shown his thoughts because Kisame chuckled.



“Itachi told me you were a virgin,” the darker man purred, his hands roaming over Naruto’s hot skin. He had never been touched like this and the addiction was already searing into his mind. A fire burned on his skin before Kisame introduced his mouth to a nipple.



Naruto arched, his back bending in a curve as the fire burned hotter in his veins as a whimper fell from Naruto’s lips, his head hitting the soft mattress as his erection grew. He had never known being touched so intimately could feel this good.



Naruto turned his head to the right and watched as Itachi devoured his brother’s lips harshly. Pale hands gripped dark hair as Itachi wretched Sasuke’s head back, the angle almost unnatural. But from the expression on the younger brother’s face, he was enjoying it greatly. Somewhere along the line, both men had stripped their suits off and were rubbing against each other.



“You’re so wanton, little brother,” Itachi purred before nipping Sasuke’s ear, his hand snaking down to the pale cock and taking it into his hand and slowly caressing it.



Sasuke whimpered, his brother knew his body so well that it didn’t take Itachi long to work him up. He ignored the blond prostitute in the bed next to him, he wouldn’t let Naruto ruin this. It had been too long since Itachi had given him a good fucking and he craved it.



Blue eyes couldn’t tear away from the scene that the brother’s made. He was sure that if he was Kisame he wouldn’t let those two out of the bed. Naruto was torn away from the other men as the other man grasped his ass cheeks, his mouth engulfing his erection.



“Please!” Naruto gasped as his hands tangled in dark hair, his hips arching further down that sinful throat. He had been untouched back at the brothel, not a single person touched him like this knowing that he’d worth more that way.



The mouth pulled away and a hot tongue replaced it, Kisame licked up and down his dick, dark eyes drinking in Naruto’s every expression and moan, which were mirrored by Sasuke on the other side of the bed. They were almost simultaneous with their pleasured moans as their bodies were played like violins.



The hands on Naruto’s ass moved to his entrance, probing it slightly until it was removed. Kisame fumbled around for the lube, knowing that Itachi had placed it on the bed since the Uchiha was already buried deep within his brother.



Cool, slicked fingers rubbed around Naruto’s puckered hole, one gently moved in and Naruto shifted his hips at the intrusion. He hadn’t felt anything like it before and it was odd. He was shushed by Kisame’s lips as the man worked his hole, loosening Naruto and slowly bringing him pleasure.



It was a few moments before that spot in Naruto was found and abused by the thick fingers. His eyes fluttered with the intense pleasure that rang out in his veins, circulating to pool in his groin. His vision was blurry as his blood boiled with every movement of Kisame’s fingers. Sweat shined on his tanned skin and Naruto felt hungry eyes on him. He decided that Itachi Uchiha would get his money’s worth of him tonight and give Kisame a memory he would not soon forget.



Naruto’s body shivered with every brush against his prostate, his skin pimpling at the sensation of being so intimate with another person. The fingers that were caressing the inside of his hole were removed and Naruto whimpered at the lost, his lips falling into a pout.



“Heh, don’t worry, little kitten, you’ll be full again soon,” Kisame cooed, his dark eyes drinking in every inch of Naruto’s tanned, sweat lined skin.



Large hands turned Naruto so that he was on his stomach, his face towards Sasuke. He had never seen another person in the throes of passion and a thought of how beautiful the younger brother was, passed through his mind.



Pink lips were parted as Sasuke panted his brother’s name, begging to be taken harder. Naruto’s eyes couldn’t move from those lips, the way they were shaped called to him and he couldn’t help but lean forward a little to capture them in a kiss.



Sasuke was quick to dominate him, taking control of the kiss and devouring him. His lower lip was bitten harshly, drawing a bit of blood before it was licked clean. Naruto whined in the back of his throat as Sasuke continued to kiss him, Kisame’s dick entering him while there was a slight distraction.



Kisame’s hands wandered his back and shoulders, the touches warm and soothing. Naruto relaxed under the caresses, his body adjusting to the intrusion. Slim hips were shifted, letting Kisame know that Naruto was ready for him to move.



And the smaller tanned body sung out in pleasure as Kisame pulled out and pushed in, picking up a rhythm after just a few thrusts. Moans left Naruto’s mouth as his prostate was teased on purpose, the large dick passing over it every other thrust. Naruto’s body was hot, burning with desire as his own erection weeped heavily.



Sasuke’s mouth captured his once again, this time it was gentler, as if he were apologizing for the earlier treatment. But Naruto wouldn’t fall for that, he gave in, but his eyes were on Itachi, that perfect pale brow covered in a sheen of sweat as his dark eyes focused solely on his little brother kissing another man.



Fire burned hotter through his veins as Kisame’s rhythm stayed steady, slowing building Naruto’s pleasure higher and higher. The blond knew he was getting close, his skin was on fire as Sasuke swallowed his begging moans.



Blond hair was grabbed, and Naruto’s lips were jerked away from Sasuke’s, sharp teeth nipped at his neck as it arched for more. “Please,” Naruto whimpered, knowing what he was asking for.



“Little kitten, you’re so delicious. I’m addicted to you,” Kisame said, his hot breath ghosting over Naruto’s warmed skin, sending shivers down the man’s body.



Naruto was undone by the want in Kisame’s voice, his seed spilling over the sheets beneath his body. He had never known that a voice could have such power, especially a deep, gravelly one like Kisame’s. Large arms held Naruto in place until the other man had emptied himself deep within the blond.



They collapsed onto the bed together, Kisame still buried in Naruto as he pulled the blond closer to him, nuzzling the bright hair. Dark arms tightened around the slim waist as they ignored the other two men in the bed, their cries of release filling the room.



Naruto watched as Sasuke snuggled into his brother’s chest, it seemed like the bitchiness from earlier was gone. A content sigh left Naruto’s lips as he snuggled back into Kisame as a gentle kiss was placed to his head. He had never had this before, someone just holding him because they wanted to.



“Tell me about yourself,” Kisame mumbled, his chest vibrating against Naruto’s bare back. “Where are you from?”



“The streets,” Naruto answered sadly. “My parents abandoned me when I was five, I thought for years they were coming back, but they never did. I was raised by Kurama, a man who found me and took me under his wing. I lost him in a gang war, he was the closest thing I had to family.”



“How did you ever become a prostitute?” Kisame’s tone wasn’t judgmental, in fact it soothed Naruto nerves as he closed his blue eyes and swam in the wonderful illusion that these men were actually his lovers, even the bitchy Sasuke.



“I was caught stealing one night, I had gone a few days without eating and Orochimaru found me. I guess...it’s history from there. I was untouched before this night, I never knew that touching could feel like it,” Naruto answered in awe, thinking back to their previous activity. His body shivered as he remembered how hot his skin had been, his cock was still softened between his legs.



“Why not? Surely someone showed you some sort of affection?” Kisame’s hands were warm as they stroked Naruto’s stomach in an intimate gesture, the prostitute was sure that he wasn’t supposed to be treated this way. But he went along with it, greedy for any attention that he could get.



“No, Kurama kept me at arm’s length. He didn’t want me to get hurt so he protected me, I knew he loved me. But other than that, I’ve had little human contact.” He felt small in that moment, to be so unwanted by anyone had left questions burning in his mind as well as the stain of low self esteem. Surely someone would have kept him by now if they had wished to keep him.



“Little kitten,” Kisame whispered before placing a tender kiss at the nape of Naruto’s neck. “You will be taken care of as long as you are under this roof. You will not want for anything.”



Naruto fell asleep to those words, for once in his life he felt cherished and even though his heart felt that those sweet words weren’t a lie, his head was screaming at him. He blocked his head’s thoughts and just nurtured what was in his heart, he wanted to know what it was like to be wanted just once. A large hand enclosed around Naruto’s smaller one, Kisame looked over to Itachi and his lover nodded, already knowing what it was that he was seeking. Pressing a kiss to the temple, Kisame followed Naruto in sleep.



Naruto hummed as he cooked, there were several pans on the stove as he made a buffet style breakfast. One of the first things he had learned at the brothel had been how to cook. The prostitutes were responsible for making most of their meals if they weren’t entertaining a client.



He had taken to it quickly and most of the others would beg for him to cook. It was nice to know that he had a natural talent, Naruto had been sure that he didn’t have one. He was wearing his pants from yesterday with the button undone at the top, his blond trail peeking out.



Naruto was so absorbed in what he was doing, he hadn’t noticed another person enter the kitchen. A skillet of potatoes was pulled from the burner and set on a cooling pad, Naruto added some spices before placing them on a plate and setting it on the table.



Blue eyes finally caught Sasuke leaning against the doorway, his arms crossed and the scowl was back. Whatever adjusted his attitude last night was obviously gone now and Naruto didn’t really want to deal with Sasuke. He almost wished it were Kisame or Itachi instead, they were nicer than this man in front of him.



Naruto watched Sasuke intently, his eyes following every move of the delicate hand as Sasuke inspected his fingernails before speaking. “You know that this was a one time deal, correct? We only bought you to satisfy Kisame’s thirst for blond’s, and now that it has been drunk, you can leave.”



“I’ll leave when Kisame and Itachi tell me to, bastard,” Naruto growled, gripping the spatula he had picked up tightly, his knuckles turning white. “And not a moment sooner.”



Sasuke huffed before he pushed himself off the doorway, stalking further into the kitchen until he had Naruto pinned to a counter. “You. Are.Not.Wanted.” Sasuke punctuated every word with venom. “I can’t make myself any clearer than that. Last night was just a courtesy, we never let prostitutes stay in our bed for a full night. Now I suggest you get it through that thick skull of yours that you aren’t wanted or needed here any longer and leave.”



Pain was evident on Naruto’s face as Sasuke spoke his poison, the words sinking deeper into his mind, sinking their claws into him. The tan skin went pale as his illusion of fitting in here was shattered, his shoulders slumping in defeat as his eyes wouldn’t meet Sasuke’s. He was finally broken, years of telling himself that there was at least one person out there who wanted him had been wrenched from his mind.



Naruto nodded his head, he couldn’t find the words to speak as he moved away from Sasuke and gathered his clothes that were placed on the couch. No doubt the younger brother had put them there as he had left the room. Despondently Naruto dressed and left, the door shutting behind him loudly.



Sasuke smirked as he watched the blond prostitute leave, he ignored the voice in the back of head that had protested letting the man leave when the broken look had passed over the tanned face. There was now no one standing in between him and his lovers. He was a possessive man by nature and he wouldn’t allow anyone to take what he had considered his, especially a prostitute.



A dark gaze went to the food that was still on the stove, the smell wafting up from the skillets was divine and Sasuke almost regretted kicking the prostitute out. He quickly turned the burners off and set the skillets off to the side, it would be a waste to let the food go bad. He done up plates for himself and his lovers, smiling when he heard them enter the kitchen.



“Where’s Naruto?” Kisame asked, his eyes searching for the blond and coming up empty.



“He’s gone now,” Sasuke answered, he couldn’t keep the smugness out of his tone as he set the plates on the table. As he was about to grab some silverware, his delicate wrist was caught in a large, tight grip.



“What did you do?” Kisame growled, Itachi behind him glaring at his little brother with knowing eyes.



When Sasuke wouldn’t answer, Itachi did. “You made him leave,” was the simple answer.



Sasuke’s smaller frame was pulled closer to Kisame, the man’s face lowering to his and glaring. “What did you tell him?”



“I told him he wasn’t wanted here anymore,” Sasuke answered, fear entering in his as he watched the angry expression rollover Kisame’s face. He knew that he was in deep shit now, no manner of apology would make up for what he had done.



“If I didn’t love so much I would have struck you,” Kisame growled. “What in the hell possessed you to tell him that!”



Sasuke lowered his eyes, ashamed of his actions for the first time in his life. Naruto had done absolutely nothing towards him, and yet he had caused so much harm to a soul that desperately needed to belong. Kisame’s hand fell away from his wrist as he sent Sasuke a withering glance.



“We’ll deal with your punishment after we find Naruto. Sasuke, this was uncalled for behavior and if you ever indulge in it again, I will release you, understood?” Kisame’s tone held no room for argument as the food was forgotten. “We will be searching for him, you better hope we find him, little raven. We own him now, your brother paid a phenomenal amount so we can care for like he should be. He is not to be treated as a possession but a person.”



The use of his nickname gave Sasuke hope that he would be forgiven, hopefully they would find Naruto and he would be in good shape. Hugging Kisame from behind, Sasuke buried his head in between the man’s shoulder blade’s. Large hands rested over his as the Uchiha apologized. Sasuke should have known that Kisame would have wanted Naruto to stay with them, for his size and intimidating nature, the man had a kind heart and had a soft spot for those in trouble. It was no wonder Naruto had captured Kisame's attention completely.



“I’m sorry, Kisame. I was stupid to ever...” Sasuke was cut off as the larger man turned around and pulled Sasuke to his chest.



“I’m sorry that we didn’t talk with you about this subject more,” Kisame said softly, Itachi coming up behind Sasuke and offering his comfort as well. “We allowed you to stew and worry over nothing. We want Naruto yes, he’s so lost, Sasuke, help us find him.”



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A raspy breath left Naruto’s lips, his body ached all over as he squinted one eye up at the sun. He guessed it had to have been around noon, but Naruto could have been wrong. His arm hung limply at his side as he watched people pass by him on the sidewalk. He had long given up calling for help, as people ignored and just kept on walking.



It seemed that no matter where he was, he was unwanted. Maybe he would die in this gutter, all alone with his last thoughts. Naruto had no illusions that he would be remembered, after all he was a nobody and the only reason Orochimaru took him into the brothel was because of his virginity.



A fist closed weakly, Naruto wishing he could punch that Uchiha bastard one last time before he met his Maker. Well, that also depended on whether or not he would be wanted. If it came down to it, he doubted he’d been wanted then.



Naruto’s blond head hit the back of the building as his eyes slid shut. The only thing he had ever was to be wanted, to be caressed and cherished like last night. Tears stung at his eyes, he didn’t know if they were angry or frustrated tears. But they fell freely once he realized that he would never receive the one thing he wanted.



Footsteps were heavy on the concrete, but Naruto didn’t bother to open his eyes. Whoever it was could fuck off and let him die in peace. But it seemed like the other person had plans when Naruto felt a hand cupping his cheek tenderly. Opening his eyes, he was shocked to find Sasuke kneeling beside him, regret and worry etched onto his handsome face.



“I’ve found you,” Sasuke whispered before caressing the cheek in his palm. “We’ve been worried...who did this to you?”



“Fuck off, bastard.” Naruto growled, the action causing him much needed energy. “You don’t care, just leave me here.”



Sasuke  mentally cursed at himself, his venom had already reached into Naruto’s mind and corrupted him. He would do everything in his power to make the blond right as rain again. But right now, he needed to get Naruto out of the alley, he was sure the hard concrete wasn’t doing him any favors.



“No, I refuse to leave you here, not when I’ve scouring the whole city for you,” Sasuke answered, shifting his body and gently placing his arms under Naruto knees and behind his back, lifting the man as he stood. “You are coming back home.”



Naruto’s laugh was hollow, “what home? You made it perfectly clear that I was unwanted.”



“I was jealous, Naruto. And for that I will apologize in every possible way to get you to forgive me,” Sasuke said softly, kissing Naruto’s forehead gently. “Anything you want, within reason, will be yours, little kitten.”



Naruto spared Sasuke a disbelieving glance before Itachi and Kisame came into view, he was immediately taken from the younger Uchihas arms and settled into large dark ones. He was immediately coddled and kissed by Itachi and Kisame as Sasuke took his hand and gently stroked it. The affection was overwhelming as tears once again fell from his eyes. This time though, they were ones of joy, it seemed as though he was genuinely wanted by these men. For the first time in his life, Naruto felt wanted and like he belonged.