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actuallysaiyan · 3 years

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Uh! All Night(Nightly Sessions headcanons)

Word count: 1,849 Pairings: Naruto Uzumaki x Reader, Sasuke Uchiha x Reader, Shikamaru Nara x Reader Warnings: Smut, unprotected sex, very light dub-con, creampies, the usual smutty suspects on this blog. Summary/Content: Headcanons on how Naruto, Sasuke and Shikamaru would fuck you all night long and leave you sleep deprived. A/N: So this is part one of a series that I've been thinking about all day! I hope you all enjoy! I tag @beneathstarryskies as she helped me think of some very sexy headcanons! Part two will include Madara, Izuna, Kakashi and Jiraiya, and part three will be for the Dragon Ball fans ;)

Naruto started seeing you very casually. Things didn’t escalate quickly and instead the two of you decided it was best if it stayed casual

One night, Naruto invites you over to hang out and maybe hook up. What you don’t know is that you are in for some very intense fun.

“Hey there, y/n. Glad you came over, dattebayo!” Naruto greets you as he smiles real wide. He looks you up and down when he notices your sexy little outfit.

He leads you into the bedroom where the making out starts very quickly. Naruto has his hands all over you while you start to straddle him.

“You’re so sexy,” you whisper as you bite on his bottom lip. Naruto is rock hard already and he’s just thrusting up against you. You can hear little whines coming from him.

“You like that?” you ask, grinding right back. Naruto’s head falls back as you start to dry hump him.

His hands tangle in your hair as he continues to kiss you, leaving you aroused and breathless. You never thought you’d be feeling so good with Naruto, but he learned very quickly.

“Get on the bed,” he demands as you both get up. You do as he says, and Naruto eyes you. He looks like a predator about to catch his prey.

Naruto climbs on top of you, his hands are pulling at your clothes to get you naked as fast as he fucking can. He can’t wait to be balls deep inside of you.

“I’m so fucking hard, dattebayo. I need your pussy!” Naruto kisses a trail down your body as he struggles to remove his own jacket and shirt. Once he’s exposed to you, you trace all of his scars.

“I want you to take me, Naruto.” You plead as he finally spreads your legs. He leans in to kiss your clit, making you shiver.

“You taste good,” Naruto moans as he swirls his tongue over your clit, making you buck up against his face.

Naruto spends a long time between your thighs, making you cum over and over. He’s very good at giving head, and that’s mostly because you taught him how to eat you out.

Finally, he looks over at the clock and sees that it is getting late. Something clicks in his head. He wants to fuck you all fucking night. He wants to make you sleep deprived.

“Are you fucking ready for this?” Naruto asks as he takes his cock out of his underwear. It’s leaking precum and he starts to pump himself in his hand.

“Puh-please! Naruto!” You’re whining and you can’t help but want him so badly. He’s been making you cum so much that you just need his cock.

He slides deep inside of you, struggling to compose himself. He feels your pussy fluttering around him and it makes him want to pound himself into you.

“Your pussy is always so damn tight, dattebayo. Fuck, you’ll make me cum so fucking quickly,” Naruto says as he starts up his slow pace.

For hours, the man just fucks you in every position imaginable. He has you bent over his desk which makes you squirt all over him. In the shower is good too, because he can just clean you both off while he continues to pump you full of cum.

There are few breaks, but every now and then Naruto pulls out and goes to get you both some water so you can continue fucking.

When morning comes, Naruto pulls out for the final time and pulls you close to him. You both share a sweet kiss as the sun is rising. You are so tired, but so damn satisfied.

You and Sasuke have a very secretive relationship. Nobody really knows about it and he loves it that way.

Most of the time, if you’re seen in public with him, he just ignores you and acts cold, but in private...whoa boy.

Sasuke loves fucking you for as long as he can. It’s one of his favorite things in life. The way you just take his cock is divine.

He invites you over one night to his place, and you make your way over without anyone spotting you.

You knock on his door with the secret knock, and instantly, Sasuke is pulling you inside.

The room is dim and he’s shirtless. It would seem that he’s been preparing for tonight after all. You squeeze your thighs as you watch his muscles ripple.

“Glad you made it,” he says shortly. You just smirk at him as you slowly approach him. You wrap your arms around his neck and start kissing him.

It doesn’t take long for Sasuke to deepen the kiss and to press himself against you. You can tell he’s been waiting all day for this.

“You better not tease me, or things will be so bad for you.” Sasuke mutters as he sucks on your bottom lip. You shake your head, not daring to defy him.

He leads you onto the bed and starts to remove your clothing. He loves soaking in every inch of your body. You look so delicious to him.

He mounts you, making sure to straddle your hips as he begins kissing your tits. He cups them in his hands, squeezing them together and sucks on one of the nipples.

“Oh fuck yes, Sasuke!” you moan as he begins to suck on your nipples. His mouth goes back and forth between your two breasts, making sure to stop and leave bites between them.

You’re whimpering as his fingers trail down your abdomen, stopping just short of where your panties are. He’s watching your reaction as he teases you, which you find unfair.

“Quit teasing me, Sasuke!” You whine as he slowly peels off your panties. You clamp your thighs together tightly as soon as he looks at your glistening pussy.

“Don’t make this worse for yourself,” Sasuke says as he leans in to smell your arousal. He’s rock hard and he doesn’t know how long he can handle not being balls deep inside of you.

His hand goes to your mouth to try and shut you up a little while his free hand spreads your legs. You’re a little insecure but you know you don’t need to be.

“You have a gorgeous little pussy, and I’m going to spend all fucking night pumping it full of cum.” You moan at his words. “You like that, you little cumslut?”

Sasuke leans in to begin devouring your dripping cunt. You’re instantly bucking up against him, which makes Sasuke hold you down and continue his ministrations.

He quickly brings you to the edge, only to pull away and watch you sigh in frustration. He loves edging you so good. This is when he undresses himself and slides his cock deep into your wet cunt.

Sasuke fucks you for hours, keeping you right on the edge for what seems like hours. It makes you cry and whine and beg for his cock, but he loves the patheticness of the situation.

His favorite position tonight is cowgirl and he guides your hips to fuck you hard. He pumps your pretty little pussy full of so much cum it’s always leaking out.

When you think you’re done when the sun comes up, Sasuke surprises you by sliding deep inside of you while you’re lying on your side. “We’re not done yet!”

You and Shikamaru have had crushes on each other since you were younger, so it was only naturally that it turned into something new when you were both grown up.

He loves claiming you as his, though you aren’t one to give up the fight. You’re both feisty and try to outsmart one another.

Shikamaru loves to have sex with you, but you play coy a lot which frustrates him.

One night, he invites you over under the guise of just having a few drinks and maybe playing some shogi.

It’s pretty obvious once you get there and the lighting is dimmed and there are rose petals everywhere.

“How romantic, Shika,” You tease slightly, and he just blushes.

“C’mon, I do like you, you know.” Shikamaru says as he hands you a glass of wine.

One glass turns into two, which quickly turns into your third and you are feeling very frisky. The game of shogi is long forgotten.

“C’mere beautiful,” Shikamaru slurs as he beckons you over. You slink over to him, straddling him and kissing him passionately.

His tongue is in your mouth in seconds while you’re grinding him. Shikamaru is very hard already and he just wants to fuck you hard.

“I’m going to fuck you all night, princess.” Shikamaru mutters against your neck as he bites down. You can feel your panties dripping at this.

He grabs onto you and you wrap your legs around his waist as he brings you to his bedroom. Thankfully, you were both alone tonight.

He throws you onto the bed unceremoniously, watching you prop yourself up on your elbows.

Shikamaru is quick to continue kissing you and he starts to undress you, leaving no patch of skin unkissed. He loves licking and kissing a path from your neck to your tits.

“Such amazing tits,” he groans as he squeezes them together to suck on the nipples. You’re already a moaning mess beneath him.

It doesn’t take him long before he’s pulling off your panties and spreading your legs to take a good look at that glistening slick. It’s so inviting to him.

Shikamaru spends lots of time making you cum, but he knows it’s not the main act. The main part of tonight is going to be fucking you all throughout the night and not letting you sleep a wink.

Once he’s undressed along with you and he’s made you cum at least three times, Shikamaru is sliding into your fluttering pussy.

“Fuck, you have the tightest pussy ever!” He’s moaning as he’s pumping into you. It feels so fucking amazing.

His pace changes drastically as he fucks you for hours, never letting up. He needs to edge himself a lot so as not to cum right away.

There aren’t many breaks, but Shikamaru loves to stop every once and while to have a cigarette.

One time, he leads your pretty face to his crotch while he smokes and he guides your lips around his cock.

“Fuck yes, princess. Just like that.” You start to suck him off while he continues to smoke.

His hands tangle in your hair as he gets closer, and he just keeps shoving your face down as he makes you choke on his thick cock.

“Ahhh fuck yes!” Shikamaru moans as he takes another drag from his ciggy. You’re deepthroating him now, just loving the sounds coming from him.

He ashes his cigarette and pushes you onto the bed once more. Once he starts to fuck you hard, he can’t hold back and pumps that pussy full of cum.

If you think you’re done, think again. He’s lighting up another cigarette and having you suck his cock clean.

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thefairyletters · 3 years

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Ships and their wingmen

Part 2

Read -> Part 1

Because we can't be the only one who ship them. Or those who don't.

MinaSaku

In time-travel AU, Sakura will possibly the only one who will not ship it, if only because that will change the future. But casting that aside, Team Minato will do everything in their power to make sure the two adults soon sire a pink-haired, blue-eyed kid or blond-haired, green-eyed kid, or any combination of those colors for that matter.

Kushina will be conflicted whether to pursue Minato and fight her best friend/soul-sister (because Sakura is Kushina in pink hair) or allow Sakura get Minato and keep their relationships as it is. If she chooses latter, she will give up on Minato, simp on Hokage hat instead, and becomes the best damn Hokage Konoha has ever seen. If not, she puts up a good fight, insert-a-lot-of-angst, a heartfelt moment between Sakura and Kushina later simps on Hokage's hat, and becomes the best damn Hokage Konoha has ever seen. Either way, Kushina sooner or later supports MinaSaku, because she doesn't get Minato then only Sakura gets to have him.

Like Ino and Sakura, Inoichi and Sakura become fast friends, even if it starts with Inoichi flirting and Sakura hitting him squarely on his jaw, and the man is excessively protective of his pink-haired friend. He will probably root for KushiMina just so to protect Sakura's chastity. He will give up soon and will make sure no one gets in the way of his OTP.

If it takes place in canon, let's say somehow Minato selectively gets to be revived for extended periodof time for some reason. Or he time-travels to post-war time and finds himself thrown into a loop. Both, in which, MinaSaku is a very slow burn that even Naruto notices the strange air between his dad and his teammate, and everyone comes to conclusion exactly where Naruto had gotten his denseness from. Kakashi ships MinaSaku because it's his father-no-2 and favourite student together, as weird as it sounds. Naruto doesn't ship, at all, because that would make Sakura his step-mother. Most angst in this MinaSaku will be caused by one Naruto Uzumaki. Ino simps for this ship just because Minato is hot, is loosely Sakura's type and she, being a good friend, completely supports her best friend bedding a heartbreaker like Minato.

Tsunade ships because he is a good man.

Konoha council ships because Namikaze genes need to be retained in the village one way or another.

HashiSaku

For starters, Tobirama doesn't ship, at all. Hashirama was already very prone to get distracted even without Sakura in the picture, but now with someone of Sakura's colors by his side, it was as if Tobirama got prematurely promoted as the head of Senju clan AND Hokage. Tobirama doesn't appreciate it at all. He subtly tries to get Sakura killed, to ship her overseas without Hashirama noticing, and convince her to marry someone who wasn't tan-skinned, longhaired and a Senju to boot. When all failed, he tries to seduce her himself as a last-ditch effort to help her move on from Hashirama. He only manages to gain a black-eye and a harsh rejection on top of it. Then, it look a while, but he figured she would be a good leader and a competent backup if Hashirama remains distracted in all his future meetings.

Mito is a proud, powerful woman, and she desires strength in things that catches her attention. So when she found Sakura, she wanted her for herself but instead found herself in competition with Hashirama of all people. Regardless to say, they hate each other.

Madara sees Sakura as the second and the last brain cell of the Senju clan, next to Tobirama. He supports HashiSaku if only so his best friend can learn a thing or two about how to use his bright but otherwise inactive brain cell. He is always ready to adopt her into his clan should Senju throw her out, courtesy of Tobirama.

Izuna likes Sakura and if she likes Hashirama, then he will support it. Easy as that.

MitoSaku

Madara doesn't care because his best friend is married to not one but two beautiful but powerful beasts of women. Hashirama has no room for complaints.

Hashirama is a third wheel in his own marriage.

Tobirama doesn't know if he ships it or not because his brother is married to a woman who is in love with another woman and that woman insists that they all remain together for the better of future.

Izuna ships, to say at least.

TobiSaku

Hashirama is the biggest fan of TobiSaku. He grins his annoying grin in a way that makes everyone present in the room with him blush in embarrassment. He dubbed Sakura as his sister-in-law the moment he saw his brother with her.

Madara doesn't think someone like Tobirama deserves Sakura, but thinks someone like Sakura can persuade Tobirama to chill. It's better for Senju clan in a long run, so he supports their relationship.

Mito simps hard for this ship because she wants Sakura as her sister-in-law. Half of the TobiSaku moments happened because of HashiMito's meddling.

Izuna flirts with Sakura at every chance he could, if only to rile Tobirama. He might like Sakura as a bit more than a friend, but he also finds TobiSaku relationship precious in a passive-agressive way so he doesn't mostly get in their way because they make up to about 65% of his daily entertainment quota which he doesn't wish to lose.

MadaSaku

If there's one person who is a die-hard fan of this ship then it's one Izuna Uchiha. He enjoys teasing his older brother at every chance he gets, ruthlessly and sadistically. He enjoys the way his brother softens at the very mention of Sakura and he thinks that is the most precious thing he's seen his older brother do for anyone who's not him. Sakura gets along with Izuna so well that he often thinks she knows him better than he knows himself, and for that he cherishes Sakura as one of his family. His love for MadaSaku stretches so far that he would kill anyone who dares to get in between two of his most important people.

Tobirama ships them because he thinks Sakura will help Madara lose some of the madness inherent in Uchiha clan. It is because of Sakura that Tobirama becomes less wary of Uchihas and warms up to them.

Hashirama jumps at Madara and Sakura everytime they come for a visit, much to his wife's embarassment. Sakura is considered one of the Senju clan, and with her marrying into Uchiha clan, strengthens Senju-Uchiha alliance. Hashirama, like Izuna, is very happy to see Madara at peace and wishes the best for the couple. Like Izuna, he teases Madara mercilessly everytime Madara does something even slightly uncharacteristic of him. Sakura isn't teased often only because her becoming flustered results only in bodily harm.

Mito approves of the pair, if only because it gets her husband's attention away from Madara and his clan. She respects Sakura and knows the Uchiha clan will thrive with her as their matriarch.

IzuSaku

Madara doesn't ship it at first because his brother is easily charmed by beautiful women and she looked a little too much like a Uzushio woman. Mito and Madara aren't in the best of the terms, regardless of the alliance. He suspected it to be trap when he saw his brother smile a little too gently, his eye softening a little too much than he was accustomed to seeing. He didn't ship IzuSaku at all because he loves his brother first and foremost. Sakura and he started off in bad terms but he soon discerns her good intentions and her honest reciprocal of feelings for Izuna, so he gives them his blessings and promises his protection.

Tobirama doesn't believe it until he sees it. He thinks she is too good for someone like Izuna, but seeing Izuna happy and content with Sakura, he comes to an understanding that this arrangement does save a lot of women from falling his prey.

Hashirama doesn't hold a particular opinion on Izuna but knows his notorious reputation and thus fears for Sakura's heart. He doesn't get in their way but tries to make sure Sakura is safe. When he is assured Izuna is courting her with intention of marriage, he gives them his blessings as well because Sakura is part of his family.

Mito doesn't understand why Sakura chose someone like Izuna given his reputation, and how Izuna really fell hard for the woman like Sakura.

SaiSaku

Sai doesn't have lot of friends to support him, but luckily for him, Sakura has.

It is Ino who digs their relationship. Ino who helps Sai learn a thing or two about women. Ino who helps him learn new ways to impress Sakura (failed everytime). Sai and Ino became close friends the more she stayed around as his part-time trainer/babysitter everytime Sakura is away on a mission/hospital (because Sakura doesn't trust Sai alone without her for long). It is through Ino that they ultimately got together in the end.

Naruto, as if on a clock, becomes sceptical if she didn't see Sasuke in Sai, but that idea goes out of the window everytime Sai opens his pretty mouth. He supports Sai and Sakura because he could. As much as Sai pisses him off, he is still one of his good friends that he treasure, but one he would never admit to about his feelings.

Sasuke never thought his position in Team 7 would be threatened, much less by an ANBU/Root member, and he most definitely didn't think it will be that member who will ultimately date Sakura. As much as he knew the world wouldn't have stopped moving when he left, he also didn't expect new faces to join his team and take what had been promised his. Sakura punches him square on his face when he vocalises his thoughts. Regardless to say, he isn't happy with this arrangement.

Yamato is most pleased to see Sai flourishing as a person instead of a killing machine they were made into. He thinks Sakura is scary and will keep Sai on his toes, but also that she will be patient and guide him on the right path. They couldn't be more different, but he knew they understand each other like no one else.

Yamato and Naruto becomes the best men in SaiSaku wedding, and no sightings of Sasuke is observed anywhere.

ShiSaku

Surprisingly, Shisui gets green signal from all the members of team 7. When asked, he is told many reasons ranging from – "You're the only decent Uchiha" to "You're not emotionally dead.", which ultimately means he is approved because he is everything Sakura expects in a man, and that age is hardly a reason of disapproval from them if it is not a problem for Sakura.

Naruto sometimes – particularly on days when Shisui steals their female teammate to spend time with him – think if Shisui had not brainwashed Sakura into giving in to his vile intentions, because that's exactly what his Sharingan is specialized to do, but when Sakura hears a word about this, she always punches him hard enough to make him reconsider his words. Sasuke and Kakashi are smart enough to keep their opinions about her love life to themselves.

If Itachi thought Shisui was annoying when he was not in love, he thinks Shisui is downright nuts when he is in love. Sakura is all he ever talks about, and while Itachi is pleased to see his cousin and Sakura, who's a good friend to him, so happy in love, there's a line that need not be crossed. He is thankful that both make a lovely couple together who can make Uchiha clan a happy place with their shared positivity. But. But, Shisui is also a jealous idiot and those two words never make a good combination. Itachi blesses the couple for all happiness in the world, but he is just not the person they should come to looking for relationship advice whenever one of them (always Shisui) screws up.

You'd think since Shisui is not part of the main house and having no living family of his own, there'll be no family drama surrounding him and his love life, but you're dead wrong. Once Mikoto and Fugaku hear a word about ShiSaku being canon, they call Shisui in, gives him the earful of the lifetime, demands of him to propose marriage to her, and proceed to prepare for the big wedding. Sakura accepts but that's hardly a point, because next thing Shisui knows is getting adopted into the main house. There goes his freedom.

KibaSaku

Tsume loves Sakura. She wants to adopt Sakura. Inuzuka clan loves Sakura. KibaSaku is real, so what happens? Tsume threatens to disown Kiba unless he proposes to Sakura and make her one of the pack soon. According to Tsume, Kiba has finally chosen "the one who will make up for his lack-of-thereof brain and strength".

When the word gets out about his entanglement with Sakura, Team 8 is pleased – especially Hinata and Shino. Kurenai looks at him like she doesn't believes him. Shino repeats Tsume's sentiments on the matter. Hinata only smiles in a way that screams 'finally!'.

Team 7 is not happy that their precious teammate is getting it on with someone who smells like dog.

Kurenai who is like a mother to both Sakura and Kiba is happy to help them get started with parenting. It got too awkward to further ask Tsume who only said to "break the bed and let nature play its role". Kurenai will take turns with rest of the Team 8 and Team 7 to babysit many kids that KibaSaku will sire because they are wild. Tsume is proud though.

Tsunade blesses the couple and knows she will enjoy spoiling her many grandchildren rotten. Shizune is only happy for her sister-figure, even if she is a bit worried for the children.

Ino smirks at Sakura like a sly cat, every time they meet, all the way until her friend is happily married. Kiba is a catch, even if he smells like a dog. And they both know it.

GaaSaku

Baki cries in joy when GaaSaku reveals their relationship public. He had thought Gaara was a lost cause when it comes to romance. His son-figure made him proud that day.

Temari threatens Sakura if she breaks "her-precious-bean's-fragile-heart", she will see through that her body gets never found in the sand. When it became clear that Sakura was serious about Gaara, Temari crushes the other woman to her chest and cries over how lucky she was to have Gaara as her husband (because there's no way her precious bean, Gaara, is undeserving of someone).

Kankuro breaks down crying, thankful that his little brother Gaara was not asexual and that he only had high expectations of himself because there was no way Sakura wasn't the best bride for Gaara. A match made in heaven, he said. It doesn't help that Kankuro and Sakura are best friends who often conspire ways to make Gaara blush prettily like he does, much to Gaara's chagrin.

Tsunade stans GaaSaku and is aware of the political advantage in their marriage to back up their relationship. Temari marrying into Konoha and Sakura into Sand, is a fair exchange.

Konoha council begs to differ.

Naruto wants to feel betrayed but doesn't because Gaara deserves the love he will get from Sakura, and he knows him and knows her. That doesn't help him from sending threatening letters, dripping on rabbit's blood, to Gaara who isn't alarmed at all and patiently writes back about his feelings concerning his female teammate. Naruto cries like a baby on their wedding because Kazehime is such a fitting title for his precious Sakura-chan.

Sasuke never sees it coming. He is betrayed, but not because Sakura moved on but because it is Gaara she moved on to. He takes personal offence to it, confronts personally about it to her in Suna and Sakura isn't impressed. If Sakura gives him a beating that leaves him in Suna hospital for a week, that's not on Sakura.

Kakashi cannot care less whom his old genin team fucks and marries but he admits he is a bit impressed that Sakura marries Gaara of all people.

ShikaSaku

Team 10 is ecstatic when Shikamaru and Sakura makes their relationship public. Ino is on cloud nine when she hears Sakura gets to be official part of Ino-Shika-Cho. She breaks into Sakura's apartment to crush her best friend in a hug that might as well suffocate her to death but a girl gotta express her joy one way or another. She demands Shikamaru to invite Sakura for all future clan get-togethers so Sakura will feel comfortable in future.

Choji is happy for his best friend. He secretly meets with Yoshino to prepare for the big day. He exclusively invites Sakura for all Akimichi parties when he hears about her passion for cooking, even if she's bad at it. It's safe to say Sakura became part of Ino-Shika-Cho even before her marriage to Shikamaru.

When Sasuke hears about it, he corners Shikamaru and inquires about all the intentions Shikamaru has towards his teammate. He might not like Sakura like she once wished to be liked by him, but she was still part of his family that is Team 7 and he cares enough to make sure she doesn't get heart broken the way she had with him. When he gets right answers, he drops his arm against his throat, draws back his kusanagi and walks away like nothing was amiss.

When Naruto hears about it, he pokes fun at Shikamaru for his taste in women – first Temari, now his teammate. To onlookers, it would look like two friends playfully teasing each other, but if you look closely, you'd notice the red of Naruto's eyes, how the grip on Shikamaru's fingers were tad too tight and the way Shikamaru looked like he would rather be anywhere but there. After a measured shake and few more teasing jabs, Naruto returned to his goofy self.

When Kakashi hears about it and comes across him, Shikamaru doesn't let the older man get a word in. With Kakashi, it might as well be chidori to heart so Shikamaru rushed to firmly asserted his very pure, no vile, feelings for his sole female student. By the time he is finished with his monologue, Kakashi has left.

Tsunade is neutral when the news gets to her. As simple as Shikamaru was, he was also not the most committed person so she decides to test Shikamaru before she gave him her blessings.

Temari flips the table when the word reaches Suna. She immediately leaves the village to make sure Shikamaru was truly serious, this time, about her friend. Gaara follows after her because he is still pissed at the certain man for breaking his sister's heart. Kankuro passes the hat to Baki for the meantime and leaves after his siblings to beat certain someone if this is just another ugly fling for him. Also, because he isn't going to miss on a good show.

If some ink tigers pop out of nowhere and attempt on Shikamaru's life or some carnivorous plants tries to taste the meat on his nether region, he doesn't speak of the incidents to anyone, let alone Sakura. It is only after Sakura is pronounced a Nara that the attempts on his life cease.

The part 2 y'all wanted.

I think I nearly covered all the popular pairings. There's still ShinoSaku, YamaSaku, DeiSaku, KisaSaku, KarinSaku, LeeSaku, HidaSaku and ChoSaku, AsuSaku and IndraSaku though. Maybe next time.

#Kushina for Hokage #Inoichi is male!Ino therefore flirting is crucial #Kakashi and Rin worships the ground Sakura walks on #we all know the only way MinaSaku is happening is time-travel #cant blame naruto for not shipping minasaku #you wouldnt appreciate your father being chosen over you by your first love either #ino is us #hashirama is a poor political leader but Sakura is not #Mito is bisexual babe who simps hard for women who can lift what many powerful men couldnt #i cant help but make uchiha fam love sakura #tobirama is in denial and therefore the passive agressive love between tobisaku #izuna is a worldclass womaniser but sakura loves him anyway. just because he looks like sasuke doesnt mean he is even remotely like him #sai is precious. who sai will go to when sakura is busy? ino ofc #shisui is carefree uchiha who enjoys his freedom. he was at least until uchiha main family heard about his relationship with sakura #multisaku #hashisaku #madasaku #izusaku #shisaku #minasaku #mitosaku #shikasaku #gaasaku #notice how shikamaru gets the short end of the stick and is threatened again and again by all people who is not team 10?#he may be smart but he is also sexist has comittment issues and finds relationships drag. i made him lowkey womanizer which i think he is #kibasaku #he who smells like dog but is too hot to be casted aside #saisaku #everyone loves her #sakura haruno

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avenger-hawk · 3 years

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Tagged by @altraes (thank you, it was fun to do this~)

List the first lines of your last 20 stories (if you have less than 20, just list them all). See if there are any patterns. Choose your favorite opening line. Then tag 10 of your favorite authors!

(I wrote the first paragraphs because my first lines alone don’t make much sense lol)

1- ACQUIESCENCE (Minato/Itachi) my first fic ever. darkish but just a little, angsty. I’m proud of it cause another author wrote a sequel to it.

to ac·qui·esce: to accept, agree, or allow something to happen by staying silent or by not arguing. A flurry of leaves, swept away by the autumn wind, caught the Hokage's attention while he took off his large hat. That time of the year should have been warmer.

2- THE WILL OF FIRE (Shiita, Danzo/Shisui, Danzo/Itachi) This was dark and shiita fans didn’t like it lol.

Just like his owner, Danzo's studio was dark and dusty. The man didn't look as old as Hiruzen, but he was twice as scary; thus would think a boy of Itachi's age. Not him. He was not allowed to be afraid.

3- WHAT HE WANTED (Itasasu) Even tho I rewrote it cause I didn’t like how I initially characterized them and their dynamics this is my most popular fic. Maybe because it’s a post-ending, canon divergent, fix-it kind of story. Maybe because it’s Itasasu and I put so much love into writing their dynamics and, also, in giving Sasuke a good ending since canon didn’t do him justice.

Sasuke is where everybody wants him to be: in Konoha. With the battle and the arm he also lost the urge to fight. He's had enough of traveling. He's tired of chasing and being chased. So tired that even if he meant every word about starting a revolution, being the Hokage and build a new era, he had wondered, though only for a moment, if he would be able to really accomplish such tasks all by himself.

4- IN POWER WE ENTRUST THE LOVE ADVOCATED (Itasasu) THis is my second most popular fic. This one too was written after the ending and tried to give Sasuke justice. I planned to write a sequel but I got busy with other projects and lost interest in it.

The gates open, letting the shinobi in after a successfully completed mission. Being on duty the following day Sasuke declines his team mates' proposal to have dinner together, the reddish sunset light forcing him to squint as he walks towards the Hokage's office.

5- PRESSURE (Itasasu) Taken from In Power that can be read as a standalone oneshot.

Itachi wakes up to the sound of pouring water.

6- IN DREAMS (Itasasu, Izuna/Sasuke, DARKFIC). This is one of the darkest things I wrote. The Izuna/Sasuke crackpair was for @admiral-izusasu. The plot, the dynamics, everything has a double, or triple reading, plot related and metaphorical for other, real-life issues such as knowing people online, and emotional abuse from narcissistic people. I wrote it when I was fighting against one of these psychos, on tumblr itself, so this fic has a personal meaning for me. But also the plot and the canon divergent ending thing is cool, I think it’s one of my best fics, even though I coulnd’t care less about izuna.

They say that nature will always find a way. After the end of the war flowers keep blooming like nothing happened even if the light is fainter, filtered from the tall branches of the Shinju tree, now grown into a forest spread all over the world.

7- SOMBER CREATION PALE DESTRUCTION (Madara/Sasuke dom/sub-ish). Darkish? Who knows, I write darkfish stuff all the time. I was (and am) very proud of this fic, the canon divergent turn it took (who am I kidding, it’s really cool lol) and the weird relationship/dynamics these 2 created. So I didn’t update it anymore, because doing so would break their thin balance. Ssssh, don’t tell me it doesn’t make sense, I don’t believe you xD

History teaches that Madara Uchiha died at the hands of Hashirama Senju. Their statues were erected in the Valley Of The End where their battle was fought, where the shinobi god ended his best friend's life in order to protect the village they founded together. No one knows that Madara didn't die there.

8- IN THE DARK (kakashi/Sasuke, mob/Sasuke noncon). This is a very dark oneshot that I’m proud of, cause it ‘explains’ canon Sasuke personality in Shinden and later, and that I use as prequel for many fics, like WHW but also OFAF and Broken Things (see later for both).

Things never went as Sasuke wanted. After the war it's no different, although everything seems fine at first, Team 7 finally at peace with each other, the war ended and the village that Itachi protected, even as a dead man, safe. Nevertheless he is arrested when he's still in the hospital.

9- VICTIMS OF PEACE (Shisui/Sasuke dom/sub-ish) I am so proud of this fic, of its non massacre universe, of the dark-ish slow burn relationship between Shisui and Sasuke I wrote, tentatively at first cause no one did it or thought much about it, and because that non massacre filler was bad, but still it was inspiration. I know shiita fans hated me even more for this cause shisui is only paired with itachi, and also itachi/itasasu fans were disappointed but still. This is maybe the fic I’m most proud of.

If a traveler arrived from a random village in the Fire Country he would certainly notice how different Konoha was. He would not be able to pinpoint exactly why at first, because the buildings, houses and shops are similar, just like their gardens, fields and animals. Only after some thought he would understand that the difference is in their people: other villagers are relaxed and casual, even loud. Children run around the streets, chasing each other, playing tag or hide-and-seek. Their fathers bring them presents and their mothers buy them new clothes.

10- OF FEATHERS AND FANGS (DARK Narusasu) I received a lot of hate for this one, which makes me proud of it even more. so many naruto stans were butthurt by my characterization of him as a possessive not sunshine selfless boy and their dynamics as crazy.

Jiraiya used to complain that the first sign of getting old was waking up at night for no reason and not being able to fall back asleep. For Naruto, this only happened after the war.

11- BLACK ROSES (Itasasu, dom/sub-ish) Smutty Bloody Darky Hokage Itachi/Anbu Sasuke oneshot

Because of his farsighted politics, his loyalty towards his allies as well as his iron fist against his enemies, Itachi quickly became one of the most respected leaders in the shinobi world, and because of his unequaled diplomatic skills, along with his vast culture, impeccable manners and refined appearance, he became popular among nobles, including the Daimyo, whose official visits increased since the Uchiha rose to power.

12- NELL’IPOTESI GRANDE (=IN THE BIG HYPOTHESIS) (MetaMoro, not Naruto) I’m very proud of this one cause it’s a psycho-pass inspired longfic set in a retrofuturistic Italy with a totalitarian consumeristic regime. But that fandom is so shitty and they all hate me cause I called them homophobic fascists so no one cares. The excerpt is translated too.

He’s reminded of Pirandello’s* words as he’s riding the automatic taxi across the city, exiting the center towards EUR. COmpared to Milan with its skyscrapers, multilevel streets, automatic cars and incessant novelties, the capital is basically the same as it was portrayed in old illustrations: renaissance and 20th century buildings, seagulls, pines among the Roman ruins, sycamore trees on the Lungotevere, that was probably already busy with traffic when people travelled on horse carriages. (*an Italian writer)

13- DA UOMO A UOMO, MANO NELLA MANO (from man to man, hand in hand) (Metamoro) lol I was hated a lot for this one too. tbh the hate I received in the Naruto fandom is nothing compared to this other shitty fandom

For an artist like Fabrizio, mainly focused on expressing what he has inside, public relations are the hardest part of his job, especially when it’s about events where, instead of fans, of whom he perceives the sincere affection, other artists and professionals are invited. His experience taught him that most of them are hypocrites ready to jump on the winner’s bandwagon as quickly as to throw mud at the loser.

14- STRENGTH THROUGH WOUNDING (wip) (Obito/Sasuke, Obito/Itachi, dark.-ish)

There is something nostalgic in the eerie way the boy's screams resonate through the dark cavern-like hideout, their pain bouncing from one curved wall to another, their anguish filling their crevices. It’s like hearing his past self from an external perspective, like Madara did. Which is fitting, for Obito is Madara now.

15- WORDS UNSAID (wip) (Kakashi/Sasuke)

A black flame that cannot be extinguished: they had been warned about Amaterasu by Jiraiya, but seeing it was impressive nevertheless. The whole area was surrounded by black flames and the rain pouring hard could nothing against it. They found Sasuke there, surrounded, imprisoned by black flames that were extinguishing themselves, so they found a breach.

16- BLEEDING ME (Metamoro vampire/priest darkfic) No one can understand this in the Naruto fandom but it’s an AU interpretation of the Da UOMO A UOMO character dynamics where one is an emotional vampire-like person. I’m very proud of this fic tbh.

According to folk stories the forest was so big and full of dangers that God himself put a church where it ended, so that its priest would protect the people living nearby. It was a small, white building that didn’t match the typical stones and wood brownish ones of that region, with no stained glass windows or fancy columns, spires or gargoyles, only crosses with skulls and bones, and an engraving in an unknown language.

17- WILD CHILD (Metamoro cop/drug dealer AU). At this point I hate that fandom so much but I like my ideas and I write only for my girl whom I met in that very shitty fandom.

Everything seems bigger in children’s eyes. Like the playground in the courtyard of the church, with its slides and swings that for Ermal’s siblings were the setting of countless imaginary adventures which they told him in detail, enthusiastically interrupting each other, when he picked them up after school.

18- TRUE COLORS (Itasasu, dark, dom/sub) By now I’m only interested in writing dark IS and I enjoyed writing this one lol

"I knew you had it in you. You're a sadistic control freak. Even more than me." Orochimaru's voice resounded in Itachi's ears. Again.

19- OF FEATHERS AND FANGS 2: TO REPAIR WITH GOLD (Dark Narusasu). Cause I didn’t piss off NS fans enough I guess? lol this is ongoing and I like this idea so much

It's a rainy day in Konoha but no one seems to notice. Everyone is focused on the Hokage delivering his eulogy.

20- BROKEN THINGS (Shisui/Sasuke) My latest creation, I’m so proud of it cause it’s Shisasu again, my rarepair! and it was supposed to be a oneshot but it got longer because they have such a cool dynamic that things just happen and get longer.

In the Land of Water summers were hot and damp, autumn and spring were damp for the frequent rains and winter was no less, with its cold temperature and ubiquitous dampness. It wasn't a problem for Sasuke though.

Tagging: @renamon15 and all the other authors I can’t remember right now and who want to do this, tag me back so I can read your first lines lol

#I'm not reading nar fics so xD #I'm actually back into reading my old favourite bleach fics cause I used to be into bleach so much before naruto #ask meme/tag game #my writing #fics & art recs #lol for some reason the pressure first line seems funny out of context

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Uchiha Therapist: Part II

Synopsis: Yandere! Madara x Reader x Yandere! Sasuke

[Name] is a struggling post graduate psychology student who has more on her plate than she can handle. Between her practicums to gain work experience and writing reports, to trying to maintain a decent lifestyle and look after her own mental health, there is little to no time left to work an actual paying job. Yet, money is essential for survival. So, she does the next best thing that has been trending recently to assure a good paycheck; she becomes a sugar baby. The only thing is, [Name] is unaware that she’s become sugar baby of the Madara Uchiha, the notorious CEO of Uchiha Corporation. She is also unaware of the fact that she’s the therapist of his nephew Sasuke Uchiha, who has begun treading over the professional boundary of a patient, and has started developing an abnormal fixation for his therapist since she seems to be the only one who actually understands him.

Warning: Although this story will come to contain yandere themes that can be triggering or uncomfortable to read, there are no yandere themes present in this chapter. It does have mentions of negative and tiring thoughts that may be triggering. Read at your own risk. This work is purely fictional and any yandere or other toxic behaviours that may be present in the future, know that I do not condone such behaviour.

Word Count: 4.1K

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Story start; A day in the life of Madara Uchiha

It was no surprise really, when the ticking of the clock seemed to become louder with each passing second, and the loudness of it in the agonising silence started to grate on Madara’s nerves. The unforgiving light of the desktop screens in front of him that he worked on constantly in his office, were beginning to hurt his eyes; it left them feeling dried up and sore. The enormous piles of paperwork that were stacked on his desk, and a few more piles on other parts of his office, was the work he had yet to do. Although Madara spent the majority of his time cooped up in his office – some would go as far as to say that he lived in it or was married to it, more and more work simply continued to pile up.

Madara had been employed into the CEO role for the Uchiha corporation for about five years now. In saying so, he had been trained to take over the company and become a diligent, intelligent, intimidating worker– and other adjectives used to describe him, since his toddler days. Growing up with rigid rules and strict parent(s) who had unrealistic high expectations and standards laid out for their children to achieve, came hand-in-hand with his side of the family. It would be unfair to claim that all Uchiha forcefully pushed their children beyond humane capacities.

Granted that their family overall did strive for the best, but mostly in their own capabilities. While achieving excellent results was a driving factor, everyone was encouraged to give it their all because it was the value of hard work that mattered the most. Whether that was an individual working their hardest to overcome their depression and learning to live a better life for themselves, or someone who wanted to be a surgeon and then being expected to commit wholly to their studies – the standard for each person differed; there was no set limits. Madara was satisfied as long as everyone did their best to achieve their own goals and kept up with their well-being. Madara was like this because it was the life he wished he would have had, rather than the one his father and older brother had forced him into.

Having to grow up in the environment that he had, he had missed out on many experiences that were the bare minimum for the majority. Certainly, it had made him stronger mentally and emotionally to the point he was now; at least, that was what he thought. Perhaps, that thinking was the foolish part of him that he was not aware of. Having to grow up in the environment that he had, any sane person would have lost a part of their sanity in one way or another.

Returning back to the original point that the author wanted to explain before she saw the opportunity to introduce a little bit of Madara’s back story, while Madara was more than accustomed to the demanding duties of his work, it did not mean it made it any easier. The lack of sleep and proper nutrition was slowly beginning to affect his health. What would be many hours at work he could get through robotically made him hate his work even more now; it was beginning to become unbearable. The words on the paper he had to read through to decide whether to sign them or not were beginning to blur.

Madara let out an exasperated sigh as he picked up his cup of mocha from beside him and mindlessly gunned down the last few remaining sips. He tossed it carelessly in the bin that was beside his desk, before moving the paperwork away from him and laying his head on his desk.

The sound of his office door opening was heard, and before the person entering had even spoken, Madara felt a vein pop on his forehead out of annoyance.

“Don’t,” he ordered sternly. He could not spare a single bother to even lift his head up to acknowledge the person who had entered.

While Izuna truly did feel bad for his older brother and often took on much of his workload in order to support him, seeing him act so childish and feeling a bit deflated was funny. It was even more entertaining when he rubbed the salt in his wound.

“Big bad Uchiha-sama defeated by mere paperwork? Wait till I leak this to the media to get some money and start a scandal,” he remarked chuckling.

Madara groaned in response, and this time, he did lift his head up to address Izuna as he spoke. “Don’t start unnecessary crap Izuna. You and I both know the bastard will use whatever he can against me.”

At the mention of the ‘bastard’, whatever signs of humour was lingering on Izuna’s face were wiped away. The raven-haired pressed his lips in a thin line to affirm his shared distaste of the bastard that Madara had mentioned.

“You know I would never do that Aniki. I’ll always be on your side,” Izuna spoke seriously, as he sat down on the chair opposite of Madara, and settled a box of food on his desk. Instantly, Madara grabbed the box and pulled it towards himself. When he opened it to reveal a few pieces of inarizushi, his eyes lit up. He gave Izuna a sincere smile, although it was etched with a tinge of exhaustion.

“I know Izuna, if no one else, I know I can always count on you and you can always count on me. For that, and everything else you always do to support me, I will always be grateful to have such a caring little brother,” Madara said grinning. The slightly over-the-top complement had seemed to embarrass Izuna the way Madara had intended to because now, the younger male of the two was housing the colour pink on his cheeks.

“W-Whatever,” Izuna retorted scowling, as he snatched a piece of inarizushi from the lunch he had bought for Madara as a way to get his revenge. While this action did in fact displease Madara, he chose not to comment on it since he needed to be on Izuna’s good side for what he was about to ask.

Madara took one bite out of one of the inarizushi, and nodded in satisfaction at its taste, before he focused his gaze onto Izuna.

“I need you to step in for me this Friday night. I have somewhere to be,” he said nonchalantly. Well, he hoped he sounded nonchalant as to not raise any suspicion. But he knew that the way he had spoken was the tone he used when he wanted to hide something. Barely anyone would be able to notice it, however Izuna was not just anyone. And no matter how much he had wanted to hide it, Izuna had definitely noticed it.

Izuna furrowed his eyebrows. “Again? You needed me to step in last week too. I don’t mind, but it’s not like you to do that. I mean, I’m glad that you seem to be doing something other than work because you work way too much but I’m just curious… Wait, you aren’t doing that sugar baby thing again are you?” He accused, narrowing his eyes.

Madara’s shoulders tensed at Izuna’s accusatory tone. However, before he even had the chance to defend himself (lie his way through more like it) Izuna continued to speak.

“Nii-san, I understand how you feel but that’s not the way to handle things. If you want to settle down, there are women in our clan that will be suitable for you. Or if you need to, we can arrange therapy for you so you have someone confidential to talk to–” Izuna began to ramble, and Madara growled.

“Izuna I don’t need to settle down with a clan woman. And you and I both know no therapy we attend will be confidential because of that bastard and the elders–” Madara started to hiss. However, before he could continue, there was a knock on his office door, causing both of the brothers to freeze.

In the midst of their banter and serious talk, both had seemed to have forgotten they should have been keeping the volume of their voice to a minimum. Usually, both Madara and Izuna were proactive about discussing secrets and making sure no one was eavesdropping and whatnot. However, seemingly both seemed to be so exhausted that it must have slipped their minds. Now, they could only hope that they had not been overheard, and if they had been, whoever it was, would keep whatever they heard to themselves.

“Madara-sama may we come in?” A familiar voice inquired. Both brothers looked at each other as if they were deer caught in headlights before they managed to calm themselves down. Then, they sat back in their seats in a way that would lead one to assume they had been discussing very important business.

“Come in,” Madara responded stoically. Now, he was no longer the merrier man who allowed himself to be expressive in a vulnerable way like he was with Izuna. Now, he was the unshakable Uchiha CEO, who kept others onto the edge of their seat.

The door opened to reveal Shisui and Itachi. Once the two had entered, Itachi who was behind Shisui, made sure to close the door behind them.

Shisui wore his usual friendly smile on his face as he greeted his superiors (who were nearly the same age as him and Itachi), while Itachi had a neutral expression. He merely nodded as a greeting to acknowledge both Madara and Izuna. He knew that while both brothers held nothing against Shisui or even him, there was a sense of discomfort and mistrust amongst them because of how they were related. It was at times like this that Itachi was reminded of his position in the clan – the position that he absolutely hated. If it was not for him and his damn status, then people around him would not be kept at an arm’s distance like he was; Shisui would be in a position in the corporation that he was more than experienced for, but did not get due to Madara’s and Izuna’s distrust in anyone that was close to him.

“Here is all the paperwork to extend our links into the art industry with the Yamanaka corporation. The discussions surrounding the contract for our joint collaboration was a success,” Shisui confirmed, as he handed all the paperwork over to Izuna, who began to skim read through it already.

Madara nodded in acknowledgement. “Good work you too.” And in response to this, both Shisui and Itachi nodded back.

Generally speaking, that was meant to be the end of the conversation and a sign for them to excuse themselves, unless Madara would hint that he needed them to stay to assign their next task right away. However, as Itachi went to leave, because he did not want to overstay his welcome and be around Madara and Izuna for more than what was necessary, Shisui had grabbed onto his arm to prevent him from leaving. This action was not missed by Madara or Izuna, and they both raised an eyebrow at them.

“Was there something else you two needed?” Madara asked.

“Forgive us for overstepping our boundaries but we could not help but hear,” Shisui started, and right away his words caused Madara and Izuna to tense. Itachi’s eyes widened as he realised what Shisui was about to do and he instantly shook his head, while trying to pull his arm out of his best friend’s grip.

“Shisui, you’re overstepping your boundaries don’t include me onto your schemes. They hate me enough as it is and if Father finds out–“ Itachi started whispering in panic. However, Shisui gripped his arm tighter to give him reassurance which made him silence himself.

“Shisui I encourage you two to think twice before saying what you’re going to say,” Izuna warned in a low tone, and narrowed his eyes at the two. While his threat would have scared anyone else, Shisui stood his ground and continued to give them a bright grin.

“We heard about Izuna-san prompting Madara-sama to seek therapy but having concerns around that given the nature of some people in our clan,” Shisui started. Near the end of his sentence, his voice had lowered to signify to them that he understood their concerns. However, that was not what annoyed Madara. What annoyed him was that not only his brother, but now other members of his clan were suggesting he needed therapy. For some reason, that assumption really ticked him off.

“Even though it may not seem like it, we care about your well-being, both of us do. We have no intention of saying anything to you know who, especially considering we’re in a similar situation.”

Izuna raised an eyebrow. “Really? Are you now? I wonder what he could possibly have against his star son who was groomed to do his bidding,” Izuna accused. At this, anger flooded Itachi. He was going to growl at Izuna but one look from Shisui prevented him from lashing out in any way that might be detrimental.

Izuna looked pleased for having getting underneath Itachi’s nerves.

“As you may know, Sasuke is in therapy right now,” Shisui started and Madara scoffed.

“I actually did not know that. Good to know the members of our own clan are keeping secret from us,” he accused, and this caused Shisui to sigh exasperatedly.

“Well, we’re not keeping any secrets since we’re telling you about this, and it’s a sign of trust because Madara-sama, just like you, if there’s nothing else, Itachi cares the most about his younger brother,” Shisui explained, narrowing his eyes. At this, Madara’s eyes flickered to Itachi who tensed under his scrutinizing stare. Then after exchanging a look with Izuna, both brothers refrained themselves from making any further accusations and signalled Shisui to continue. The mediator between the two parties sighed in relief.

“We have managed to find a therapist who will assure confidentiality of her clients no matter the threats. We did… threaten her so we could sit in with Sasuke during his sessions to assure it went according to what Fugaku-sama wanted. But she refused to allow that unless Sasuke consented to it. I know, you may not believe us so what you do with this knowledge is up to you. We only ask that you don’t inform Fugaku-sama of what we’ve told you in mutual agreement that we will not discuss anything we overheard here. I will just leave the therapist’s contact details here,” Shisui said, as he settled a small business like card with contact information on Madara’s desk.

Then instantly, he bowed before he grabbed Itachi once again, and forced them to hurriedly leave the room.

“We’ll be taking our leave now. I wish you the best.”

As Shisui shut the door behind him after they left, Madara mindlessly took the card Shisui had given him and shoved it into his pocket as Izuna watched him.

"Will you–”

“One more mention of me needing therapy and you’ll regret it.”

The moment Shisui and Itachi were out of the suffocating atmosphere they had experienced with Madara and Izuna, and were at a safe distance where no one was around to hear the young prodigy go off, Itachi went off.

The glare he gave Shisui was cold and vicious, enough to have made a mama bear protective of her cubs freeze over. Internally, Shisui started to pray for his funeral and he sweat dropped.

“Geez, your glare is so cold and vicious a mama bear protective of her cubs would freeze over,” Shisui remarked light-heartedly, trying to improve the mood. However, he had simply succeeded in making Itachi’s glare harden.

“I know you can be impulsive Shisui and like to live ‘life dangerously’ but what you did back there was downright foolish. Our relations are sensitive enough as it is and they don’t trust me because of my parentage. You know we have to cautious around them or Father will–”

“Or your father will beat us up with the stick that’s always up his ass, yeah yeah I know,” Shisui said and scoffed. “But I know better than anyone that you hate being your father’s marionette nor do you deserve that. That’s precisely why we should risk it and try to be on Madara’s and Izuna’s good side because they at least won’t manipulate your strings without your own knowledge.”

“I can’t afford to take that risk. Sasuke has enough to deal with already. If not me, then it’ll be him and I, I can’t allow that. I won’t let them do to him what they did to me. He’s still an innocent child–”

“An innocent child? Itachi do you hear yourself? Sasuke is twenty-two years old. He’s not a child anymore nor is he innocent. He wears his own scars, and as much as you don’t want to hear this, you need to. He doesn’t need you to hold his hand and coodle him. He’s his own person, he can look after himself. The problem isn’t him, the problem is you. You’re the one who refuses to move on from your past and insist on destroying your own happiness thinking you’re some sort of saint who needs to sacrifice himself for the rest of us, when you’re just human, like all of us. Honestly, Itachi you need to get out of your own head and stop letting Sasuke or your dad influence how you want to live your life. Maybe I should’ve kept [Name]’s contact information for you,” Shisui scolded.

Although his words were harsh and cut deep, what mattered to Itachi was how Shisui cared about him so much. Despite not being entirely blood related, Shisui acted as an older brother to Itachi and was probably the one who knew him the most. Unlike many other members of their family, Shisui did not kiss the floor Itachi walked on due to who his father was, suck up to him, or have unrealistic expectations from him. He treated Itachi how he needed to be treated; a normal person. And when Itachi felt himself beginning to spiral, it was always Shisui who kept him grounded and brought him back to reality. He did not voice it often, but he was grateful for Shisui always sticking to his side.

Just like how now, he had given Itachi the desperate reality check that he needed.

Itachi looked at Shisui and smiled at him.

“You know what Shisui, don’t feel too bad about giving her information away to Madara. I’m sure I can get it from Sasuke,” Itachi responded, looking upwards at the ceiling.

Shisui froze for a few moments as Itachi kept on walking ahead of him. Then, he snapped out of his trance and ran after Itachi.

“Wait after all these years, that was all I needed to say to make you admit you have serious repressed issues going on and need to see a counsellor?” Shisui began, but he received no response from Itachi. If anything, Itachi sped up so Shisui would not be able to catch up to him, causing the later mentioned male to run after him.

“Wait Itachi, answer me! Hey, you bastard, I said answer me!”

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Friday Night

“Did you not like the food that is prepared here?” Madara asked, after [Name] had entered his penthouse, and made herself comfortable by sitting on the floor behind the coffee table in his living room, with her legs folded. Prior to her arrival, she had told him not to have anything prepared because she was bringing what she quoted “the food of the commoners.”

Even though Madara was traditional in many ways, the interior of his penthouse was modern. For that reason, he found it strange that [Name] had chosen to sit the way she had, and was planning on eating on the coffee table rather than the dining table.

His eyebrow twitched as he awkwardly went beside her.

“Wouldn’t you rather eat at the dining table?” He enquired in last hopes that she would at least eat at the dining table. Said female grinned widely, and patted the empty beside her.

“And give into traditions of the hungry hippos of the capitalist world? No way. Every choice I make, I want them to know how much I hate them,” she said grinning, and Madara scoffed at her response in amusement, as he finally gave in and sat beside her.

“If you say so. What did you buy?” He asked, eyeing the big obnoxious yellow W that was on the paper bag.

“Wcdonalds.”

“And you can afford to buy this?”

“The money you sent me for our first date was more than enough to buy this… amongst other things as well,” [Name] began in a murmur as she turned her head towards Madara. “You know you don’t have to pay me that much. I don’t think I did anything worth the amount you sent me.”

Madara raised an eyebrow because he never had anyone complain about that before.

“You have an issue with how much I chose to give you?” He asked incredulously.

“N-No, I just think that I didn’t do anything to earn that much,” she tried to argue.

“I enjoyed your company, so I paid what I saw fit. It’s disheartening to have you question the worth I saw in you,” Madara reasoned. Admittedly, his tone was a bit icy which made [Name] wince inwardly. Rather than elaborating on it any further since it was a topic he was evidently not open to discuss, she let it drop and steered the topic of the conversation in another direction.

“Have you ever eaten Wcdonalds before?”

Madara stared at her for a good few seconds before he shook his head, causing [Name]’s grin to return to her face.

“Well you’re in for an experience. Care to guess how much it was?” she said, as she slid over a paper bag over for him. Then, as she unwrapped her burger, and bit into it Madara’s eye twitched.

“$60? Don’t you need cutlery to eat? The kitchen is right there–”

“Wrong, it was $20 for two meals. And don’t worry about the cutlery, you can eat the food without it. The purpose of this is to be convenient, meaning no cooking, no dishes required, so no cleaning afterwards either. Here, try some of these fries with ketchup,” she prompted. Albeit being a bit hesitant, Madara did as she said and tried the combination. Admittedly, it was a bit too greasy for his liking, but he still enjoyed it.

“It’s good. Anyway back to what I was saying before,” Madara started, and slid closer to [Name] until he was pressed against her side. Tenderly, he brushed a lock of her hair behind her ear to get a better look at her face. [Name] found herself beginning to feel flustered as Madara leaned closer to her.

“If you did think you lacked in your performance that much, you’re always welcome to step up your game and do what you think you must to earn your paycheck,” he suggested, before he left a light feathery kiss just behind her ear. “After all, the purpose of our meeting was to be intimate. I was just lucky enough that you’re compelling just as much as you are beautiful.”

“Y-You think I’m b-beautiful?” she inquired shyly.

“Of course.”

“W-Well, I think you’re beautiful too.”

Madara’s lip twitched upwards in amusement. “You think I’m beautiful?” He asked, copying her words from before.

[Name] smiled sweetly at him. “Of course.”

“I’ve never been called beautiful before,” Madara pointed out chuckling, as he shortened the distance between their faces. [Name]’s eyes had widened momentarily, before she closed her eyes and began to follow his lead. However, just as Madara’s lips brushed against hers, and she was about to deepen their kiss, Madara pulled away.

[Name] blinked multiple times in confusion before what had happened sunk in. She saw Madara staring down at her with a wicked smirk on his face, and had it been possible, steam would be coming out of her in embarrassment.

“We should eat. Wouldn’t want the food you bought to go to waste,” Madara remarked. His smirk widened when [Name] pouted at him. Then, when her stomach rumbled loudly to signal her hunger, she was left feeling more embarrassed, but dug into her very much needed dinner.

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I have a little bit of a complicated request? Madara is has a newly pregnant s/o he'd been secretly seeing but they're not an Uchiha. Since s/o is pregnant, Madara wants to inform and introduce Izuna and the s/o since they're both important to him. Can you give Madara's thought process and methods to introduce them /as well/ as Izuna's reaction and thoughts?? I would be forever grateful! 🙏💕💕💕

Hopefully this is fine and satisfies your curiosity? It sounded a little rough to me. I not use to writing Madara and I’m new to Izuna. There’s not much on Izuna except he had that Uchiha pride and was unforgiving. So I kind of picture him like Sasuke but a little bit softer. Like he’s a jerk to people that dont know him but he has a playful side when you do know him. Thank you for the request!

Madara introducing his s/o to Izuna

Madara had fucked up, which he couldn’t even admit to himself.

If anything, it was more of his partner’s fault than his, he believed. He knew the truth though. It was neither one’s fault. Could you two have used more protection? Yes, but Madara had been too stirred by the heat of the moment to think about grabbing a condom.

He knew you were on birth control. You hadn’t missed a single day and were always right on schedule to take it. He even inspected to make sure you hadn’t skipped purposefully. You hadn’t. It was truly an accident. An accident that he wasn’t going to say he was to blame for.

The newly forming life in your womb was all fate. That’s really all he could blame. Who knew from this one time that the pill wasn’t going to work for you. He surely didn’t, which was why he was still grumbling about it.

Madara wasn’t necessarily mad about having a baby. He always knew that you were going to be the one he would settle down with and marry in the future. He didn’t mind the thought of having children with you. He just didn’t plan to have children right now. It wrinkled his plans.

Although he was peeved and giving you a hard time, he did not feel resentment towards the baby. He was actually very pleased that you were having his child and felt a new wave of responsibility fall over his shoulders.

It was a duty that he was learning to accept as he was going to be keen on making sure that his baby stayed healthy and safe.

However with this unexpected news, came the realization that Madara was going to have to announce his relationship with you publicly. Well, mostly to his family and clan.

His relationship with you was kept under wraps as he wasn’t too sure how the clan elders would feel about him dating someone outside of the clan. Also, he wanted to help protect you by hiding your affiliation to him from his enemies. The Senju clan had been ruthless in the past by killing his brothers, he wasn’t going to have them discover you.

He had to have no weakness, so he kept you hidden. You had understood his decision and did not seek him out in public or mention your relationship with any one. You were a rather private individual as well and you knew the risk of dating an Uchiha in this time of warring states. It was even more dangerous since you were dating the clan leader of the Uchiha no less.

Madara huffed a bit impatiently as you finished getting ready. You were concerned about how pregnant you looked. In all honesty, you were barely showing after only eight weeks of pregnancy. You had only learned that you were pregnant after two skipped periods and the onset of nausea you had been feeling recently. Madara brought a special medic to see you because you were so ill and that was how both of you learned of the life growing inside you.

You were shocked upon learning the news but all the rest of your symptoms began to make sense. You were deeply blissed at the thought of having Madara’s baby, but looking upon his face you knew he wasn’t elated. It took a week for him to roam over his thoughts and let the news sink in.

The discontent of the situation mostly stemmed from the secrecy of his relationship with you. He was going to have to release the news he had been keeping from his family. Which left him in deep thought as he had to devise a new plan. He soon came to the decision of introducing you to his younger brother first and then slowly mentioning you to everyone else.

It was going to be a pain and he knew he was going to receive some backlash for it. That’s why he had to prepare. You meant the world to him and he wasn’t going to let others stop him from being with you.

Although you were happy Madara was going to stay with you and announce your relationship to his family, you were rightfully nervous. This not only put a target on your back to enemies of the Uchiha but you were possibly going to be ridiculed and scrutinized. It took all the confidence in your being to walk proudly beside Madara. You weren’t going to let your nervousness show and you were glad Madara decided to introduce you to his brother first.

Madara escorted you to the fields behind his home where he said he knew his brother would be. You walked steadily beside Madara, not holding his hand nor showing any sign that you two were a couple. Madara spotted his little brother, Izuna, and approached him.

“Izuna,” Madara called catching the young man’s attention.

Izuna’s eyes fell on Madara, “Brother.” He halted his training, standing upright when he soon noticed you. “Who’s the guest?” Izuna quipped, curiously.

Izuna knew it was unlike his brother to bring a stranger home. Upon inspecting you, Izuna could not see any indication of your purpose here. You were not a shinobi and you didn’t appear to be a medical assistant.

You were rather plain looking and seemed to be a commoner, if anything.

“Y/N.” Madara answered his brother flatly as he gestured at you with his head. “Y/N, this is my younger brother, Izuna,” he introduced.

You smiled at the dark-haired man, bowing faintly. “It’s nice to meet you,” you greeted in a friendly tone. You could feel the weight of the young man’s stare pierce you.

“Yea, why am I meeting them?” Izuna stated bluntly, wanting to get to the point. He was looking back over to Madara with his eyes narrowed.

He knew his brother never did something without a reason.

“Y/N and I are involved and they’ll be expecting my child soon,” Madara commented, straight-faced.

It took a moment for Izuna to register his brother’s words as a look of confusion clouded his face. Your cheeks became flushed, embarrassed how Madara announced your relationship so forwardly as being involved. You waited patiently for Izuna’s reaction as realization hit him and his eyes grew wide. His eyes snapped back to you again.

“They don’t look pregnant,” Izuna blurted out.

You giggled, airily at his response. “Awe, thank you! Madara says the baby bump is obvious. He made me fret,” you mentioned, trying to remain conversational. Both Uchiha brothers didn’t budge as Madara had ignored your remark and Izuna’s stood skeptical.

Izuna’s eyes solely focused in on you as he tried to analyze your soft features. It was hard for him to assess you, knowing your worth must be far greater than what he could see. He knew Madara wouldn’t pick someone so carelessly to get involved with and he was interested to learn what type of person you were.

“What of the elders?” Izuna spoke after a pause, bringing his eyes to Madara.

“What of them?” Madara remarked carelessly, his tone deep. “They wanted heirs, a new succession of the Uchiha. I have provided such.”

“They’re an outsider.”

Your stomach dropped at that, you had been afraid of such. Afraid they would look down on you and reject you because you were not a warrior.

“So? Their opinions are of little concern to me. Besides, why should they care? They’ll be dead in a few years anyway,” Madara commented, his tone sounding aggravated but his posture was completely relaxed.

Izuna began chuckling as you gawked inwardly at Madara. You couldn’t believe he would say such things in front of his own kin about his clan.

Although you weren’t sure how Izuna saw your relationship, you smiled despite yourself. Feeling oddly ignored and out of place in this conversation.

Izuna’s low chuckling soon ended with a playful smirk taking its place upon his face. His coal eyes fell on you again but you saw a gleam to them this time. His whole demeanor had changed as he welcomed you invitingly.

“I didn’t think I was going to learn that I was going to be an uncle today, but it’s certainly a charming surprise. Welcome to the family,” Izuna greeted you, smiling cheekily.

Suddenly you felt relieved as a weight you didn’t know was there lifted from your shoulders. You could only hope that meeting the rest of Madara’s family would go smoothly as well.

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sanjuno · 7 years

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NRT+SW: That We Answer To Our Stars

Just remember that you people asked for this and if I end up posting a story concept that you love and want to see as a fic? Be well aware that all of these outlines only have one thing in common:

I HAVEN’T WRITTEN A SINGLE SCENE FOR THEM.

Which means I won’t be turning them into fic for a year at least so... *handwaves* Encourage me IRT your favourite WIP of mine, because finishing one of those will clear up space in the docket for a new story to get some attention.

Now, these outlines can get kinda disjointed but at least you’ll get to see a bit of how my brain works when I plot out stories.

THE SCENE!

>Kaguya’s multiverse trip goes wonky b/c best crossover fodder scene

>Uchiha Clan dumped wholesale on Rim World/Wild Space World in SW’verse. All the Uchiha Clan. All the Uchiha since ever.

->World is XL planetoid version of TG44, with added biome options b/c YOLO (unless you’re in the Uchiha Clan I guess b/c then you get to Live All The Times?)

>Indra, Madara, and Sasuke separate ppl w/ wiggy chakra resonance. V disorienting.

->Ninshu gets Dialled Up To Eleven = Force Bonds! Force Bonds everywhere!

-->Entire Clan gets Highlights Reel of Historically Important Memories (also so much purposely induced trauma wow WTF.)

--->Mass Meditation required to untangle/unfuck heads

>Entire Clan now Force Sensitive BTW

->WTF w/ crazy Nature Chakra infesting everyone? Uchiha are Not Pleased.

-->Upside: Force Bonds/Ninshu Super Connection can be used to awaken Sharingan w/out Psyche Destroying Trauma so yay for that

>All Uchiha now have Kaguya’s est. life span. Also nubbin horns and forehead sensory organ b/c aliens are a SW thing I can do this now (don't know if want full-on third eye or just funky Clan Marking thing? Hm...)

THE PLOT THICKENS/ACTUALLY STARTS BEING A THING!

>Sep. forces land on new Uchiha Homeworld b/c shenanigans and The Force Likes To Meddle

->Sasuke introduces said forces to Kirin b/c is reminded of T7 mission to Land of Iron? Or Snow? Dunno which but Naruto’verse says machines = bad juju so Sasuke is 100% justified ok thanks.

>212th follows. Obi-wan is v concerned by the Uchiha

->Entire Pop. of Planet is FS WTF is this nonsense?

-->Clones v impressed at least. Free-range jedi are badass why were they not informed of this being an option? (Clones made for jedi = have a hard time leaving GAR b/c existential dissonance when no jedi for retired soldiers? Also Kamino sucks and slavery sucks more but now the Clones who don’t want to be soldiers or recycled can Take A Third Option! So much Clone chatter about the Uchiha thing wow.)

>Madara is sent to be Senator b/c Jedi are Very Insistent that this Planet be part of the Republic.

->Madara terrifies all the politicians b/c Uchiha Hate Politics (they're too blunt and the see too much) but Madara is best at it v good at lying without saying anything untrue.

-->Madara knows Palpatine is skeevy b/c Uchiha See All The Things and You Can’t Fool Me With Such A Weak Illusion, Foolish Human and now there are clashing manipulators and Your Attachments Make You Weak and this is going to get out of hand so quickly I just know it.

>Sasuke is apparently still best Prophecy Child Bait and Anakin is Conflicted b/c how can he be attracted to someone not Padme?

->501st would like to adopt b/c last time Anakin fucked off without backup Sasuke came back 5 minutes later with Anakin hogtied over his shoulder and the Seppie base on fire. Sasuke is so unimpressed b/c That’s Not How You Infiltrate Enemy Lines, You Moron

-->Sasuke is still 100% going to seduce Anakin and Padme b/c his life is Not Complete without an Idiot to yell at and a Crazy Berserker who likes to pretend she’s The Sane One to ride herd on.

--->Obi-wan is Done With All Of Them b/c Sasuke isn’t even pretending to try and hide his intentions b/c if they get fired Sasuke can just take them back home for a proper marriage. Mikoto is So Proud of her boy.

>Madara and Mace have ‘sip and bitch’ IRT Palpatine being an evil fucker

->At some point Madara will wonder out loud what Palpatine is grooming Anakin for? Mace is Concerned by this revelation. Madera is not.

-->Sasuke had Issues IRT not sharing well with other children. BTW Mace Sasuke is planning to steal away Anakin and marry him. Don’t worry he will be returned eventually and so will his wife.

--->Mace thinks Anakin had it coming. WTF was the boy thinking? Did he really think he could hide anything from a temple containing several thousand telempaths? Jedi can get married, it’s just considered polite to ask first and go through the counselling with the Mind Healers beforehand. (Idea! Coruscaunti Jedi treat marriage the same way the Japanese treat Gun Control. Lots of paperwork and regular mandatory psyche evaluations and pervasive low-key terror at the idea of having one.)

->Madara will hear the “too much fear in him” story and cackles

-->Slaves have to please their Masters to survive. Anakin was freed to be a Jedi so if not a Jedi then he’s a slave again? No Fear = Be A Jedi (Not A Slave) and now Anakin is The Hero With No Fear

--->Therefore everything the Council dislikes about how Anakin acts was initialized by the Council. Mace hates Irony so much. Madara is still cackling in his face.

->Madara wants the aged out Initiates who still want to fight (or even just the Initiates who don’t suit the Jedi lifestyle)

-->He has a Clan to maintain! About 25% of the Uchiha never fell in love or fell in love with non-Uchiha so they need Marriage Options. (Uchiha don’t fall out of love easily either so new potential spouses need to be Impressive As Fuck and the jedi know how to be Impressive.)

--->Species doesn’t actually matter Uchiha’s Forest of Death planet has lots of different options despite being mostly Giant Fuck-Off Trees and the higher your Force Sensitivity the higher your chances are for successful cross-species hybrids. (Madara is planning to keep Obito and Itachi away from the aquatic species for a while b/c they have a concerning fondness for fishes.) Hybrids are viable though b/c The Force loves grand babies.

>Izuna is there as Madara’s Security Chief and he’s having Far Too Much Fun getting to be paranoid for a living. Plus all sorts of time to spend with his wife! (Need to pick name and develop Izuna’s wife beyond terrifying DFAB genderfluid interrogation specialist but at least they’re happy together.)

->Izunami (Izuna’s daughter) and Kagami are tiny children again b/c weird cross-dimensional space-time fuckery is like that

-->Shisui is super amused to be ‘older’ than his grandfather.

->Kagami approves mightily of Madara-shishou’s friendship with Mace (reminds him of Tobirama-sensei!)

->Izunami is 100% in favour of actually getting to ‘grow up’ with her Mom and Dad around this time (although she only really listens to Madara b/c he was her Parental Authority Figure and old habits don’t break) Jedi actually find this comforting b/c even if Uchiha crazy about attachments there are familiar bits there in how they arrange instruction even if the three students at a time thing is weird.

-->Both Izunami and Kagami are So Relieved that their Spouse is the same age as them b/c while they would be willing to wait until the other grew up this is much less creepy.

>Speaking of age fuckery Itachi is smol now and just about permanently leashed to Mikoto’s side.

->Sasuke is v amused b/c Aniki deserves this.

-->Mikoto and Fugaku are the first Uchiha couple to make a new baby and it’s Sarada b/c she’s the only good thing about the Next Gen (Except for Snake Fam but they aren’t a part of this fic boo)

>Obito is Madara’s primary assistant b/c some of the Uchiha are Not Over the whole Killing Us All Off thing.

->Obito runs into Quinlan Vos. Results are hilarious.

-->Brainwashing to the Dark Side ep. goes v differently. (Need to re-watch this ep for details but yes) Obito will rampage over everything b/c dude has No Chill

>Shisui is v jealous of his relatives b/c Itachi is too smol to play with and also has been hijacked by Isami (who will hold her death over Itachi for the rest of forever but again Uchiha don’t really fall out of love so she’s also learning Itachi wrangling skills from Mikoto now.)

->Everyone else is finding Jedi favourites and Shisui misses his ANBU team b/c it’s not like he really had time to make any other friends

-->Sulking Shisui trips over Feemor while waiting for Madara. Apparently Uchiha and Yoda’s Lineage have A Type.

>BIG PLOT POINT: Uchiha Remember

->’Curse of Hatred’ spun by Madara as ‘plague’ caused by ‘non-native invasive plants’ (Blames it all on Zetsu and says plant was toxic to non-Uchiha) Says is why there are no non-Uchiha in TG44′s population despite stories otherwise.

>Uchiha think the Jedi Code is silly but the Clones are the Best Thing. All Clones look different to FS/Sharingan

>Uchiha have a habit of “stealing” spouses.

->BTW Shisui has No Patience

-->Upside: Feemor is v flattered by the attention and TG44 has a v interesting ecosystem. TF is in everything on this planet like WTF how does this work?

->Kagami is So Proud. Look at his Grandson, so proactive.

-->Starts to ‘hint’ that maybe Madara-shishou should think about settling down.

-->Mace has been meditating and consulting with the other Masters of the Order.

--->War changes everyone. Plus certain contracts between the Jedi Order and the Senate have been voided by the drafting of Jedi Generals. (Look up the details of the Ruusan Reformation for more info on disbandment of Jedi Military Powers and what it means when Senate gives them back the right to raise levy forces.)

-->Jedi don’t need to look harmless anymore just need to look less dangerous than the Seppies and the Sith.

>Uchiha Clan FB keep any of them from Falling to the Dark Side.

->Sasuke finally gets his hooks in Anakin and Padme. Notices the ‘nightmare vision’ problem first time he sleeps over.

-->Kidnaps Obi-wan to ‘repair’ the stress fracture in Anakin’s only familial FB b/c having his partner be so alone in his head is creeping Sasuke out and it’d only get worse if the bond to Obi-wan breaks completely.

--->Obi-wan is too tired to even object and now Anakin is freaking out b/c he’d been so focused on Padme maybe-dying in childbirth that he hadn’t even noticed how sick his Master looks.

---->Oh and also there is a Sith Energy Parasite attached to Anakin’s FS and it’s been poisoning his bonds. Sasuke just facepalms while the Jedi have panic attacks and drags in the genjutsu expert hostile deprogramming specialists.

----->Upside: Uchiha now know what Sith Master’s chakra signature is and can hunt him properly. Also help Mind Healers check all Jedi for similar problems, starting with Active Duty Generals. My the Council Chambers look so much Lighter now.

>Then some stuff happens where Palpatine is exposed as the Sith Master and there are explosions.

>Plot Twist is that Madara and Mace have been banging and rewriting the Jedi Code of conduct since like their third date and no one picked up on it.

->Mace: *stares Anakin in the eyes* And that’s how you hide an affair, Skywalker.

*jazz hands* And this is how my fics look before I start writing them.

#Sanjuno self metas #Sanjuno Monolouges #prompt myself #Fic I haven't written yet #that we answer to our stars

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isolavirtuosa · 6 years

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Post Traumatic Drabbles: The Little Things Give You Away

[fanfiction] NaruSasu

Some drabbles following Post Traumatic and Post-Post Traumatic, ranging from fluffy nonsense to horror and despair.

1-5

Track 6: The Little Things Give You Away, in which we have a catharsis

Track 6

The Little Things Give You Away

Izu wrinkled his nose at me. I didn’t need to be looking at him to know that he was doing it.

I blew smoke in his face.

He looked away with a sniff.

Everyone said that we were just alike, which was honestly infuriating. I was not that prissy.

“Are you going to do anything other than sit out here in your boxer shorts for all the world to see?” he finally asked, that familiar Uchiha disdain dripping in his voice.

“I’m sure everyone appreciates the free show,” I said, stubbing out my cigarette and tucking it behind my ear for later. I was finally starting to feel the cold. I stood up and went back inside.

“The half-naked grandad show?” Izu muttered, following me.

I didn’t dignify him with a response. I looked good, and I didn’t need the validation of some upstart little clone.

Mari was coming down the stairs as Izu closed the door behind us. She squinted at me. “You went outside like that in the middle of winter?”

“It’s the end of winter.”

“It’s still freezing!” she said, throwing her arms around me.

The feel of her warm body reminded me of how cold I actually was. My arms wrapped around her, seeking warmth.

“You’re dumb, but it’s good to see you,” she mumbled into my shoulder.

“I saw you this morning when you brought me breakfast.”

“It’s good to see you out of your little cocoon,” she amended.

Truth be told, I hadn’t ventured down the stairs since Naruto had left almost… was that a month ago? I’d lost track of time.

“I’m here,” I said quietly into her hair.

She squeezed me more tightly, then abruptly pulled away. “Get dressed, you look like a stripper.”

“So?”

“It’s distracting,” she muttered, disappearing into the kitchen.

I tossed a look over my shoulder at Izu.

“It’s distracting because of your saggy old man tits,” he said flatly.

“Nothing on me sags,” I said. “Go do fifty laps, and we’ll train when you’re done.”

“Wait, really?” he asked, losing his cockiness.

“Yeah,” I said, rolling my neck around. My body felt stiff and unused. I suddenly felt like a caged animal, and all I wanted to do was to run and shout and escape. I was an Uchiha, though, so I went up to my room and got dressed instead.

“You really have rejoined the world,” Mari said, blinking at me as I came down the stairs. Her face lit up in a smile.

“Izu and I are going to train,” I said. I rested my hand on the doorknob, not looking back at her as I spoke. “Thank you. For taking care of everything. The house, the kids, the business…”

“Of course.”

“Of course I should thank you?”

“Yeah, yah selfish turd.”

I half-smiled as I went outside. I hadn’t smiled in a while.

Izu was still running, and I found myself falling into step with him, the wind burning in my lungs.

My breath came out in wheezing gasps.

“Need a break, grandad?” Izu asked, his tone indifferent but it was obvious he was worried.

“I’ll be fine,” I wheezed, pushing through it.

We finished our run, then I launched into some simple sharingan training.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?!” Izu cried when he finally shook off the genjutsu.

I rolled my eyes. He only ever showed this childish side of himself to me. I’d rather not have to deal with it. “You have a mangekyou sharingan, you should have been able to see through it immediately.”

“Who the hell whores out their own husband like that?!” he cried.

“You’re the one who wants to fuck said husband,” I said with a shrug.

“I do not!” he yelled.

I pulled my cigarette from behind my ear and lit it with my finger. “You were raised by Kuromoto Akio. I thought you’d be used to your enemy playing dirty.”

“So you admit it was a dirty trick!”

“I admit you think it was,” I said. “I don’t see what the big deal is, though.”

“Oh my god, I understand why everyone hates the Uchiha clan,” Izu groaned.

“And that’s why you should never father a child, and let our clan die out with you,” I said matter-of-factly.

“Is that why you want me to go gay for Naruto so badly?”

“You’re already gay for Naruto.”

“I’m not gay!” he shrieked.

“Then why were you caught so long in a gay genjutsu?”

“Gay… genjutsu…?” he repeated incredulously.

“I see the way you look at Naruto when he mistakes you for me. It wasn’t hard to construct a convincing illusion out of that longing. Take reality and bend it just enough to ensnare your target. Like Naruto would ever mistake you for me long enough to actually su-”

“I’m not gay!” he reasserted. “…probably.”

“Are you afraid that Mari will dump you when she finds out that you’re bisexual?” I asked. “She already knows. Everyone knows.”

“How does everyone know if I don’t even know?!”

“I already told you. The way you look at him.” I incinerated the butt of my cigarette, letting the flame dissipate into nothing.

“Well, who wouldn’t feel a certain kind of way when you have all that love directed at you?” he said, eyes downcast. “Even if it’s only thirty seconds before he realizes it’s me, it’s just… I’ve never felt anything like it.”

“So you’re more in love with my husband than your girlfriend.”

Izu shrieked and protested some more.

I did take a certain pleasure in riling him up.

It was strange to see my own face looking back at me, so young and with so much potential. It was like having a child, only this child was actually a clone of my great-great uncle, or whatever relationship it was that Madara’s brother, Uchiha Izuna, had with me.

I’d pulled Izu out of one of the Kuromoto’s burning labs. Of course, I had been the one to burn the lab down in the first place, but Kuromoto Akio had left him to die like just another failed science experiment after Izu had failed to kill me.

He had come back with me easily enough. An Uchiha always knew when the tides were turning and it was time to switch sides. It was also the first time in his life he’d been able to meet someone else with the sharingan. His power had flourished in the short time since we’d started training together.

“Your sword fighting is still shoddy,” I said, sheathing my sword behind my back.

“I cut you, though,” Izu muttered, collecting his fallen sword from the sand.

I’d caught one of his sloppy slices with my hand, and now there was a steady trickle of blood coming from my palm. “Bravo.”

“Last time we fought I couldn’t even get close to you.”

“So you want me to be impressed with your minimal improvement?”

“Yes,” he said, eyes serious.

I looked at him. “I wouldn’t have taken you on as my disciple if I didn’t think you were exceptional.”

Izu looked pleased.

“I’m surprised you would want me as a teacher, though,” I said, immediately regretting it. Even though I’d finally come out of my black hole, the depression was still eating away at me.

“Who else could teach me about the sharingan?” Izu asked, studying my face. The worry was starting to show again.

“You figure it out by instinct.”

“Well, since all Uchihas are geniuses…”

“Mentally unstable geniuses,” I agreed.

“Do you think I’m going to… go…. crazy?” he asked, picking his words slowly yet still missing the delicacy of the situation in typical Uchiha fashion.

“Probably.”

“I’m asking seriously.”

“I’m answering seriously.”

Izu breathed out in a huff.

“You’re not going to be as fucked up as me, so don’t worry,” I said. “You’re already what, twenty? And you haven’t shown any signs of psychosis? You’re doing better than most of our clan.”

“Well, that’s reassuring.”

I looked at him. Izu had been raised as a weapon, another soldier in the Kuromoto Clan’s army of clones. But he was so… normal. A typical bratty kid. Maybe a little sociopathic, but that was to be expected. We’d known each other for a little more than a year and a half, but I looked into his eyes and I knew him. He was what I could have been if Itachi-

“Sasuke-sensei?”

“Let’s go back to the house.” I got up and started moving.

He followed behind me.

Mari was outside with Rekka, Kabo, and Mina, working in the garden around the house. She straightened up when we approached her, brushing the sand from her clothes and looking anxious.

“I’m going to wash up,” Izu said, heading inside.

“Okay,” Mari said, buzzing with nervous energy.

I stared at her.

“What?” she growled, immediately turning back into herself when the door had closed behind him.

I shrugged.

“We’re very happy together,” she said. “Quit butting in.”

“I didn’t say anything,” I said, picking up Kabo as he attempted to scale my leg. “What do you think you’re doing, brat?” I growled at him, tossing him in the air.

He shrieked with delight, giving me a hug before I set him down again.

“Me, next!” Rekka said, holding her arms out to me.

I sighed and hefted her up, giving her a toss.

She grinned and took off after her brother when I set her down, the two of them running circles around the house.

“Sake!” Mina cried, finally noticing that I was there. She dropped her gardening trowel, staring up at me with a confused but hopeful expression. “You’re home?”

“I’m home,” I agreed, patting her on the head. I hadn’t really given any thought to what the kids felt about my absence. I didn’t tend to think about others while I was drowning in my self-hatred.

The world had gone on without me.

Naruto and Sora came back almost a week later.

I knew they’d come, but I didn’t expect Naruto to come running straight into the bathroom, fully clothed.

I gave him a funny look and put the showerhead down.

Sora took it from the floor and continued washing up like it was normal to have a fully clothed man standing in our bath.

Since it was Naruto, it really wasn’t that strange.

“Hi,” he breathed.

“Hey,” I answered.

“I… I just wanted to see you.”

“Here I am. In the middle of bathing.”

“Yeah, uh. I uh. Yeah.”

“Come here.”

He threw himself at me, clothes and all.

I returned the hug, pressing my forehead to his.

“I missed you so much,” he said, catching my face in his hands. “You look good. And you smell good.”

“Well, as I did mention before, I am in the middle of bathing.”

“Yeah, yeah, I noticed,” he said, his grin cracking his face in crow’s feet and laugh lines.

“You should think about doing the same,” I suggested tactfully.

“Oh, uh, no, no, that’s not a good idea,” he said, closing his eyes for a moment and pressing in closer.

We breathed together.

“Why is it not a good idea?” I teased, feeling myself getting stupider by proximity to him.

“I can’t handle two naked Uchihas right now,” he said, shaking his head and standing. His clothes were dripping wet.

Izu cringed next to me.

Naruto of course took it as an insult, and the two of them started bickering over some nonsense.

“Enough,” I said when I couldn’t take it anymore, which of course led to both of them protesting about how it was the others’ fault. “Out,” I said, and Naruto turned to go with his head down and his shoulders drooping.

“He’s so annoying, letting all that cold air in,” Izu complained, standing and yanking the door shut.

I stared at him.

“He is.”

I shrugged and returned to washing up.

“I’m not attracted to him.”

I worked the soap down my legs.

“I have a girlfriend.”

I glanced at him.

He met my gaze evenly. “So if I was a little gay…”

I tilted my head to the side.

“I mean, you’re obviously completely gay…”

I raised an eyebrow.

“If I was a little gay, then… then what?”

“Then stay the fuck away from my husband.”

Izu smiled.

God I hated fucking Uchihas.

Izu stood up and put the showerhead back in its place.

“It was hard for me to come out,” I told his back.

He stood there, unmoving.

Did he expect me to do everything for him? To open up my old wounds and bleed them out for him so it would be easier for him? I went past him to get a towel and start drying off.

“If I knew for sure…” Izu started and faltered.

I looked at him.

He looked at me.

We went on with our day.

I went upstairs, pushing the door open only to find Naruto taking a nap.

He blinked up at me sleepily.

I turned to leave.

“Stay?” he asked, sounding worried.

Now that the initial greetings had been carried out, the awkwardness was settling in.

“I thought you were sleeping.”

“Well, I’m awake now.”

I walked over to the bed slowly.

Naruto sat up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

“You look exhausted,” I observed.

“Yeah, I think I’m coming down with a cold or something.”

I looked him over. Naruto did not get sick, the kyuubi saw to that.

“I kinda exhausted my chakra training, and then jumping me and Sora back here…” he admitted sheepishly.

“Stop using that stupid jutsu,” I muttered, even though I often took advantage of the convenience. Naruto was my private transportation, and it had improved revenue for Taka significantly, despite our recent monetary troubles.

“I wanted to see you as soon as possible,” he said with a shrug. Then he got shy.

I rolled my eyes, sitting next to him. “Then by all means endanger your health to shave off a couple of days from your travel time.”

“Good, I will,” he said, poking me.

I shrugged away from the touch.

He retracted his hand, looking like I’d hit him.

I looked away.

Naruto was quiet, running the fabric of our comforter through his fingers.

“You haven’t been smoking?” I finally asked, the one to break the silence. Maybe I needed to hear his voice.

“Hm? Oh, no,” he said, flashing me a grin. “Forty-three days clean.”

“You smell nice.”

His grin widened.

I had to look away again, his stupidity becoming catching.

“Sas’?”

“Yeah?”

“I’m not drinking, either.”

“…who asked you to do that?”

“No one,” he said. “But I thought a lot about it, and about us, and I decided-”

“That’s unnecessary,” I cut him off.

“Don’t get mad about it.”

“I’m not mad.”

“Uchiha. This is a decision that I made about my own body. And I might change my mind later on, but right now it’s what I think is best for myself and our family. Okay?”

“No one asked you to do that,” I muttered.

“Yeah, fine, whatever, it’s what I’m doing.”

“Fine, whatever.”

“Good,” Naruto huffed.

We lapsed back into silence.

“Anyway, why is Izu here?” Naruto said, the one to break the silence this time.

“He’s my student.”

“Okay, but you were like in a blanket coma the whole time, so I don’t think much training was getting done. There’s no way that he and Sora can both be here.”

“They’re big boys, I’m sure they can handle it.”

“Oh, yes, because they got along so well before Izu stole Mari-”

“Mari’s not a possession.”

“Uchiha Sasuke, are you trying to defend this farce of a relationship?!” he demanded incredulously.

I sighed. “No.” We’d had this conversation a million times, but with Naruto, what was a million more times?

“Good, because godddd. That incest needs to stop.”

“Mari isn’t actually my daughter.”

“Okay, but dating a guy who literally looks and acts exactly like your father-figure is creepy, right?”

“We don’t act alike,” I muttered petulantly.

“Um, have you never been in a room with you together? It’s uncomfortable for everyone to be receiving double the Uchiha disdain, double the Uchiha displeasure.”

I frowned.

“And what is Mari gonna do if they get married?!” he ranted. I mouthed the words along with him as he continued. “Is she going to change her last name from Uchiha to Uchiha?! Sasuke, I’m being serious, don’t belittle me.”

“Then say something new.”

“Sasuke,” he said, pushing out his bottom lip in an adorable pout.

I wanted to crawl inside of him and become one being. “Idiot,” I said instead.

“What a rude thing to say.”

“It may be rude, but it’s-”

Naruto slapped his hand over my mouth. “Don’t you dare say it’s true!”

I pushed his hand away irritably. “Why bother when you already said it for me?”

The look on his face was priceless enough to let me not be bothered by his unwanted touching.

Maybe unwanted wasn’t the word. Because I wanted nothing more than to be touched. But the air hung heavy between us, the open chasm that always formed after we had a real fight.

“I just… don’t want Mari to get hurt,” Naruto said, leaning back against the headboard. “Even if she doesn’t want to be with Sora, I… I don’t want her to be with someone who doesn’t even care about her.”

“Izu cares about her,” I put in. “Vaguely.”

Naruto looked at me funny.

“I think he’s gay,” I finally said. I didn’t like the idea of outing someone without their permission, but if we were going to progress the conversation and not rehash the same arguments over and over, it was time to get on the same page.

Naruto didn’t overreact for once, and instead just nodded.

I eyed him suspiciously.

“It makes sense that all Uchihas are gay,” he said, nodding again.

“How the fuck does that make sense?” I growled.

“Have you seen your damn clan? What does any heterosexual man need all that beauty for?”

“Shut the hell up.”

“I’m just sayin’….” he trailed off, catching my death glare. “Anyway, so Izu’s gay, huh?”

“Or possibly bisexual.”

“And how did you come to this conclusion?”

“Observation.”

“Oh my god, does he like Sora?! Because actually even if I can’t stand the kid, I always support the love of two rivals.”

I tried not to laugh.

Naruto’s expression softened. “Hey, I uh… I care about Izu, you know? Being raised to be a soldier, and then the way the Kuromotos just abandoned him when he wasn’t useful anymore… He’s had it rough, and I’m happy to welcome him into our home. I just wish he would stay away from Mari with his brooding good looks and his confused sexuality. She just gets so… you know around him…”

I did know. She lost all her spice and her fire. She was like… how Sakura used to be around me. “You know she and Sora were too young to be that serious.”

“We were serious at their age.”

“And that went really well for us. Hey, remember the time I tried to commit suicide by ANBU and then you left me for how many years?”

Naruto never saw the humor in things.

“Don’t make that face,” I growled.

“I’m sorry I left you,” he said, getting all teary.

“For fuck’s sake,” I muttered. “I’m just saying that that kind of really intense relationship when you are young and troubled isn’t always the best thing. I think Mari finally realized how fucked up we are and stopped idealizing our terrible relationship.”

“It’s not terrible,” Naruto growled, smacking me in the arm.

“I’m terrible,” I said moodily.

Being self-deprecating hurt Naruto more than anything I could ever say about him.

“Naruto,” I said, grabbing his face in both my hands. “Stop with the nonsense.”

“Then stop saying awful things,” he said, his eyes still glistening.

“That’s like asking me to stop being me.”

The little cogs in his brain started turning, his brow scrunched as he mulled that over. “I see your point.”

I let go of him and stood up. He was making me irritable, and would probably continue to do so until we properly made up. “Finish your nap. You look like shit.”

“I look fantastic,” he grumbled. “But we need to figure out this Sora and Izu thing. I mean, I didn’t expect Izu to be here, or I would have left Sora in Iwa.”

“Mari thought he could get me out of my room.”

Naruto shook his head. “And did he have any success in that?”

“Of course not,” I said. “Anyway, they’ll figure it out for themselves, we’re not going to spend the rest of our lives with our disciples on a rotating schedule.”

“I guess.”

“Go to sleep,” I said, leaving.

Mari and Izu were in the living room with the kids, being awkward.

It was almost as annoying as Naruto was to me at the moment, but I would let them make their own mistakes.

“You need to guide him in the ways of his sexual awakening,” Naruto mumbled into his pillow that night. He was half asleep.

I shifted, wishing there was more space between us yet wishing there was less. “I think he’s more interested in being sexually awakened by you,” I muttered.

“Huh?” Naruto said, smacking his lips in that annoying endearing way of his right before he went to sleep.

“Nothing.”

“Mmkay.”

I closed my eyes, trying to will myself to sleep.

“You two dunt really talk, ya know?” Naruto murmured.

“I thought you were asleep.”

“Mm, I was,” he said, rolling onto his back. “But you and Izu… you’re always rolling your eyes at each other or raising your eyebrows or smirking. You know, typical annoying Uchiha superiority shit. And you never properly talk things through. You make self-deprecating jokes-”

“Uchihas don’t joke.”

“-whatever, you make snide comments about your family’s history of mental illness, but are you really talking to the kid? Seems like he has a lot going on right now, and you know how important it is to have someone to talk to.”

“Then why don’t you do it?”

“Um, because he doesn’t respect me?”

“He respects you.”

“Oh, really, then why is he always picking stupid arguments with me like you- oh my god, is that what you were saying before? Does he have a crush on me?!”

“How the hell do you get more astute when you’re half awake?”

“It makes sense, though, like we all know that an Uchiha cannot resist an Uzumaki.”

“Who is ‘we’ and how did they come to such a conclusion?”

“Well, so Itachi thought I was awesome-”

“He most certainly did not,” I protested, turning on my side to face him as Naruto was rolling on his side to face me.

“He did, he totally trusted me with all his secrets and shit. He told me stuff he didn’t even tell you.”

My eyes narrowed.

“And I think Madara wanted my body…”

“He wanted the kyuubi, you idiot!”

“I mean, I haven’t even gotten to you and how thirsty you are for my di-”

I smacked him upside his head.

The piece of shit dared to laugh.

I abruptly turned away from him.

His laughter eventually died down, and I felt a little spark of chakra run up my spine, warm and apologetic.

“You’re the one who’s thirsty for dick, always sucking mine like a drowning man,” I muttered.

“Did I not mention how it works the other way around, too? No Uzumaki can resist an Uchiha.”

“So you’re saying you want to fuck all of my relatives.”

“Uh… yes…?”

I looked at him over my shoulder.

He was grinning.

“You’re lucky you’re cute,” I said, turning away again.

“I’m cute?!” he asked, sounding delighted.

I sighed. “Sleep a little closer?”

He was still for a moment, then I felt the warmth of his back, centimeters from mine. “Good night, Sasuke. I love you.”

“Hn.”

“Sasuke.”

“Good night,” I said, trying to lose my churlishness. But if I stopped being angry with Naruto, then I’d remember that everything was all my fault, and that never led to anything good.

Instead of dwelling on my thoughts, I fell asleep.

Naruto was still asleep when I woke up, a rarity.

I watched the steady rise and fall of his back, wanting to curl myself around him, but I wasn’t quite there yet.

Sora and Izu were in the kitchen, having breakfast with the three brats.

I eyed them.

Izu shrugged at me.

“Good morning, Sake!” Mina declared, mouthful of food as she patted the chair next to her.

I sat down. I ate breakfast. I observed the silent war of wills going on between my disciple and Naruto’s.

They both stayed.

At first, this was achieved by not saying a word to the other. That didn’t last long, though, because Sora was sensitive and Izu was an asshole. So Izu would make passive aggressive digs, Sora would become moody and withdrawn, and Mari tried playing the peacemaker. That of course led to Mari screaming and yelling whenever Izu left the room and other assorted chaos.

I ignored most of it, while Naruto kept trying to insert himself into the situation. I had to drag him out of a room more than once.

“But I know better than they do,” he insisted one day. “They should listen to me.”

“When has a child ever listened to what an adult has to say and decided, oh that makes sense, I’ll do as they say?” I asked him.

Naruto paused for much longer than necessary. “Am I… the adult in that hypothetical?” he asked, scratching the back of his neck.

I don’t know why I found that so funny, but I laughed and pressed a quick kiss to his lips.

He blushed, grinning.

It was the first time we’d kissed in the days since he’d come back.

I patted his cheek, called him an idiot, and went to deal with my messenger birds.

Mari came stomping out as well, scaring a few of the birds away.

“Mari,” I said.

“Why are boys so stupid?! she yelled.

I looked at her.

She looked back at me and sighed. “Sometimes I forget that you’re one of them.”

“I don’t know how to take that,” I said, holding out my arm and letting Seven and Fifteen land there.

“It’s… a compliment?” she suggested. She held out a treat to each of the birds. “Hey, what if you and I went on a trip for a while? Got away from this madhouse, just us girls.”

I shook my head at her, the faintest hint of a smile creeping out. “I can’t.”

She hesitated, eyes scanning me up and down. “Are you okay?” she asked softly.

“No,” I answered just as softly.

Her face screwed up tightly as she tried to lock the emotions away. “Dad…”

That word only came out on very special occasions. It usually meant I’d done something else to break her heart. “No, I’m fine. I’m just… tired.”

“Dad,” she repeated.

“Don’t worry about it,” I said, resting my hand on her head. I let it slide down to her cheek, then let go.

“I’m worried,” she said. “But clearly you’d rather listen to my teenage drama rather than talk about your own problems.”

“Are those the two choices?”

“Afraid so.”

“So tell me about living together with the ex-boyfriend that you had a codependent, obsessive relationship with and your new gay boyfriend who doesn’t know how to express his feelings because he’s emotionally stunted,” I said, tying a message to Fifteen’s leg and sending her off.

“He’s not gay,” she said irritably.

I looked at her.

“He’s bi,” she asserted. “Probably.”

“Let’s hope…”

“Could you talk to him?”

“Me?” I asked incredulously. “Why does everyone want me to talk to him?”

“Because the only person who can get through to a thick-headed selfish jerk is another thick-headed selfish jerk?”

“I feel like that’s not actually correct.”

“It is.”

“And what am I supposed to say to him?”

“I don’t know, get him to open up about all the stuff he’s keeping inside so he doesn’t explode like-”

“Like me?”

“Like a ticking time bomb.”

I sighed loudly. “I don’t… talk.”

“We’re talking right now.”

“Fine. Great. Fantastic. I will talk to the little homo.”

“Thank you. That’s all I ask.”

We finished taking care of the birds, encoding and decoding the messages received and to be sent. We headed back into the house.

“I wish Juugo was here,” Mari said out of the blue.

“…me, too,” I agreed quietly. Juugo was the glue that held our family together, and without him there was just something missing.

“Anyway, go talk to Izu,” she said, shoving me out the door.

“Now?”

“No time like the present!”

Izu and Sora were out in the desert, training near enough to one another to keep an eye on the other’s progress.

“They look like we used to,” Naruto said, amused. He was relaxing on a blanket, drinking a soda and pretending to read a book while actually observing his student’s training.

I sat next to him, on his left side instead of my usual spot at his right.

He noticed.

“Were we really that ridiculous?” I asked, observing as Izu pretended to not be showing off with his chidori and Sora pretended not to be staring by pretending that there was something in his eye.

“Yeah, I think so,” Naruto said with a chuckle. He touched the back of my hand with his.

I turned my hand over in invitation, and we curled our prosthetic fingers together.

We started talking training techniques, and I found myself relaxing. I liked the sound of my partner’s voice, the soothing thrum of his chakra buzzing along my skin. I liked talking about something that we were both knowledgeable about, a level playing field where we were equals.

Then our annoying disciples came over to whine at us about some nonsense or other.

“Let’s take a walk,” I said to Izu, letting go of Naruto’s hand and standing up without looking back.

Izu seemed confused but followed me.

“Where are we going?” he asked after following me for a long, silent while.

“The destination isn’t important,” I said. Being vague when you had no idea what the fuck you were doing was the Uchiha way.

“Okay…”

There was a small oasis not too far from where we were, so I started heading there.

Izu stayed silent the rest of the way, which is why I tolerated him as my disciple.

I sat down on a rock when we arrived, Izu taking up across from me.

We looked at one another.

I pulled out a cigarette. I thought about not lighting it. Then I lit it, taking a drag. “Why are you dating Mari?”

“…why is that your business?”

“Because I said it is.”

He gave me a measuring look, then shrugged. “It’s not unpleasant.”

“Do you like how she acts around you?”

“Yes.”

“You like having power over her? Controlling her?”

“Yes.”

I took a deeper drag, feeling the burn in my lungs. “That’s fucked up.”

“Is it? It’s not so different from your relationship with Naruto,” he said evenly.

“My relationship with Naruto is fucked up. But I love him. More than anything. And he loves me,” I said. “You don’t love Mari.”

“I could.”

“You could. And she could love you,” I said. “She could trade one unhealthy relationship for another.”

“I thought you wanted her to get back with Sora.”

“I want Mari to be happy and loved,” I said. “I don’t think either you or Sora has figured out how to do both of those things.”

Izu looked at me, waiting.

“I’m not telling you what to do,” I said. “But maybe I’m telling you what not to do.”

He continued waiting.

He could wait forever, as far as I was concerned.

I looked away into the distance, ashes dropping from the tip of my cigarette.

“I have gleaned nothing from this conversation,” he said.

“Of course you haven’t,” I said, shaking my head. “You already know everything, don’t you?”

His eyes took on a more predatory look.

“Do you still have more to learn from me?” I asked, meeting the look. “Or are you done?”

“I don’t have the rinnegan.”

“So that’s what you’re after?”

He shrugged.

“Can I trust you?” I asked.

“Probably,” he said, smiling.

“I killed my teacher,” I said, watching his expression transform into a grimace. “He didn’t have anything else for me, so I got rid of him. It didn’t stick, though.”

“Kakashi?” he asked, looking confused.

“Orochimaru.”

“You killed Orochimaru?” he asked, his surprise evident. Orochimaru had reached folklore status, the immortal mad scientist.

“Like I said, it didn’t stick.”

“I wouldn’t try to kill you,” he said off-handedly.

“What a relief.”

“I do respect you.”

I didn’t expect him to say that unbidden. Maybe he wasn’t as sociopathic as I thought.

“I came back here early because Mari said… She just wanted me to try and get you out of that room, and it didn’t work, obviously, but I… I didn’t want to see you in there, wasting away… “

“So I do still have something to offer you?” I asked, amused.

“Watching you fight is… art.”

I looked at him.

He looked back at me, completely serious.

I tilted my head to the side.

“W-what?” he stammered, looking away and trying to seem annoyed.

“You have a soul?”

“No,” he denied, shaking his head.

“Izu, I’m scared for you.”

“Why?”

“Because this isn’t normal.”

“What isn’t normal?”

“The way we think, the way we talk, the way we act…”

“You’re saying ‘we’, but you hate it when people say we’re alike.”

“Because I don’t want you to be anything like me!” I said, my voice raising. “I wouldn’t wish that on anyone!”

Izu moved to sit next to me.

I frowned at him.

“I’m trying,” he said quietly. “To be more human. To have bonds. But it’s… it’s more difficult than perfecting a jutsu. No matter how many times I practice, it never turns out quite right. I’m trying. With Mari. Even with Sora. I don’t know why I enjoy watching them suffer sometimes. I don’t want to hurt them. I just…”

“Then stop going out and trying to hunt down Kuromoto.”

�� “…so you knew.”

“Of course I fucking know, who do you think you’re talking to?” I said, pulling out another cigarette. I fumbled with the flame before lighting it, my irritation seeping out.

Izu tried to take one, and I simply burned the entire pack.

He pulled away his scorched hand in surprise.

“Stop living for revenge,” I said. “Just stop. He brought you into this world with nothing and he abandoned you into it with nothing, and it doesn’t matter anymore. You have a family now. You have us. If you can’t see that, if you can’t move past that, then you will die like all the stupid fucking Uchihas before you, with nothing to show for your useless existence.”

“You gave up your revenge and ended up in a mental institution,” he said, studying my face.

“It was too late for me, do you understand? It was too late for me the second that Itachi slaughtered our entire family and made me relive that moment over and over and-” I tried to pull in a breath and couldn’t. I couldn’t breathe, and all I could see was blood and death. I forced myself to breathe, hyperventilating as the world seemed to come caving in. “A child cannot see something like that,” I gasped. “They can’t see that and come out normal. It’s not possible. The brain changes, it warps, it becomes a weapon against the person, a weapon inside of you that is an inescapable part of you, and it twisted me and twisted me, and Itachi, fucking Itachi, he said he did it for me, but he did it for himself. He wanted someone to kill him. He made me the weapon that would kill him, so he could escape from it all. He thought he was sparing me, giving me another chance at life, but he took away any chance I ever had when I was seven years old.”

I’d forgotten that Izu was there.

“And what choice did I have but to become what he made me? They tried to stop me. So many people tried to stop me, to show me that there was a better way, but all I existed for was revenge. It was all that was holding my broken self together, it sharpened me, it gave me focus, but in the end… What did it fucking mean, to stab my brother, to kill my only living kin, to watch the life drain out of his eyes? What did it fucking mean?! I didn’t feel relief. I didn’t feel like I had avenged my clan. I felt destroyed. I killed my brother. I killed him. I… I can’t ever take that back. So I found a new target, and I let my quest for revenge continue, because if I didn’t there was nothing left of me. There was nothing. Without that purpose, I… I… and he… and… I tried to… but…” I dropped my head in my hands and just tried to breathe.

Time passed, and then I felt myself being pulled into an embrace.

“Sas’, come on,” Naruto said quietly, cradling me against his chest. “It’s getting cold and Mari’s probably mad that no one helped her cook”

Sora and Izu both stood away from us, shifting uncomfortably.

Naruto kept his arm around me as we walked back to the house.

I felt… emptied.

I went through the motions of the rest of the night, retreating to bed as soon as I could and passing out.

I woke up with a start to the bright light in my eyes. I dragged myself down the stairs, groggy from sleeping too long.

Naruto was sitting at the kitchen table with Mina on his lap as they both colored pictures.

I kissed the top of her head, then kissed Naruto’s cheek, stroking my thumb along his scruffy jawline. “You need to shave,” I said, letting him keep my hand there.

“I thought I’d grow a beard, get a more manly look going,” he said, grinning at me.

“No.”

“Whaddya mean, no?”

“Lookit my picture, Sake,” Mina interrupted, pointing to the orange shapes that were probably supposed to be people.

“I see it,” I said.

She grinned at me.

I patted her on the head one more time before getting my coffee.

“You look good,” Naruto observed.

“Don’t I always?”

“Yes, my baby, you are the fairest one of all,” he said, shaking his head with a barely concealed smile. “But you look… I dunno, lighter? Happier?”

“I am,” I said, and his grin broadened. “Where are the rest of the kids?”

“Mari went to town, and Sora and Izu took the fearsome twosome out for some training,” Naruto said, picking up a crayon and going back to his drawing.

“They did?”

“Yeah, the two of them voluntarily took out those hyperactive children together,” he said. “That must have been some speech you gave to Izu.”

I took at seat across from them at the table and sipped my coffee.

I wondered if all of my pieces were coming back together again.

#narusasu #fanfiction #isola post traumatic

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fiction-queen-blog · 6 years

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TheAmazingUchihaBruhs

Also read: what happened previously

The Wreck! (Part 1)

“Alright”

I walked inside the living room, until I reached the coffee table.

“I want your total honest opinion. Is this good? Too much? Or too less?”

Izuna looked up from his phone and narrowed his eyes. He put his phone next to him and threw the magazines and books off the table.

“Go stand in some better lighting” he said, indicating to the table

I don’t think half a meter higher would have done much difference for the lighting, but I wasn’t complaining. I needed some fashion advice. That is how desperate I was.

I stood on top of the coffee table.

“Oh no, no, no…” I felt Itachi wrap his arms from behind me and lift me off the coffee table.

“You are not wearing that. You are just going to some dumbass’s party. You are not the star of a strip club”

“Dude, it is just some leg” Shisui defended my outfit.

“It is, October, it is cold. He will get sick-”

“Liquor keeps him warm” Shisui cut Itachi off as he flipped the page of his case file. He finally was forced to look up and meet the glaring look my overprotective aniki gave him.

“Come on! Normally we basically force him to socialize and now he is willingly going to a party. No wonder that kid is fucked up in his mind if we are constantly criticizing him” Shisui said, straightening his back.

“You read one psychology magazine. Calm the fuck down” Itachi said.

While they were arguing. I returned my attention to Izuna.

“Well?”

“Itachi hates it, that means it is good. Just the right bit of sexy” Izuna said and stood up, finishing his text before putting his phone in his back pocket.

“Shisui, could you drive us?” Izuna asked.

“What happened to that expensive driving licence of yours?” Shisui looked up from his files. He seemed sort of frustrated, probably because he couldn’t get any work done with us ...being so..annoying.

“I am not taking my car to some ghetto neighbourhood. Nah”

I had to admit...That was the most mature thing Izuna has said in a while.

“We can take a cab back. So, you don’t have to wait up” I suggested. Grabbing my gift from the table.

“You really got him a gift? He literally said..No gifts” Izuna mocked me as we walked out of the house to the car.

“It is me. Besides, I figured it was a bit inappropriate to give in front of his family”

Izuna suddenly turned around and I bumped against him.

“What naughty thing do you have in there”

I never saw him look this proud.

“Something he will be wearing….all night” A little smirked appeared on my face when I sat down in the back seat. To be fair..I made a T-shirt...It was orange with big black letters there was written “Sasuke’s Bitch”. I figured it would be funny and besides...It was not wrong.

I had to admit, Naruto and I were in sort of a vague zone. It was like...We were beyond “just friends” and leaning towards the relationship part and this was my way of subtle pushing it.

“I think it is quite something. You going to the place you hate just because he asked”

Izuna sighed as he sat down next to me. He ran his hand down his hair, fixing his bangs. It was then that he noticed my silence.

“He didn’t ask you...Did he?” Izuna narrowed his eyes.

“I expected to surprise him” I said, looking outside of the window, seeing Shisui approach his car. “Besides...He said he didn’t ask me because he didn’t want to force me. But I am here willingly”

“Has it ever occurred to you that the reason why he kept this a secret was because...He..Maybe..Didn’t want you there?”

Shit…Izuna got me there..

“Naruto? He is not mean” Shisui said, adjusting the rear-view mirror.

“Oh stop acting like he is a saint” Itachi sat down in the passenger seat.

“What the..” Izuna looked at Itachi, wondering why he was even coming.

“Stop it you. We are going grocery shopping after dropping you two off. Please..The entire world does not evolve around you”

Itachi made a sassy hand gesture and I saw Izuna look at me.

“But your world does around him?”

I think he meant me with the “him” part.

He leaned in and whispered something in Itachi’s ear.

“No, you wouldn’t dare!” Itachi hissed.

“Watch. Me” Izuna said in a devious voice before sitting back down. I wondered what that was all about, but judging from the look niisan was giving me...It was probably about me.

“Alright...Back to me. Why wouldn’t he want me there? We are pretty close”

“Oh so you told him about shooting that guy and mo-”

Itachi suddenly hissed in pain when Shisui hit his shoulder.

“Does Suké know you fall asleep in the kitchen while actually nibbling on food?” Shisui tried to defend me again.

“Ha, jokes on you, he walked in on that seven times. Don’t test my relationship” Itachi said, folding his arms.

“Yeah...But you still don’t have the spare key of his apartment” I said and I heard Izuna and Shisui laugh at my comment.

“Oh wait...But I..Your little brother..Actually do have his spare keys” I said, holding up my keychain. Itachi’s eyes widened as he tried to grab it, put my reflection were just a little faster.

“Back to me” I said, turning my head to Izuna.

“If worse comes to worse. I just give him the present and go home”

“But when best comes to best..You two will spend the rest of the night in a locked bedroom” Izuna pretended to make a shocked face.

I tucked my hair behind my ear, looking out of the window.

“Yeah, I will make sure to close the window so nobody in the garden will hear us ” I commented before looking back at Izuna. Suddenly the car stopped and God thanks I had my seatbelt on, unlike Izuna who bumped against Itachi’s chair.

I frowned and looked at both Shisui and Itachi who both turned their heads towards me with a rather blank expression.

“Princess, why don’t we go to Chuck E. Cheese instead?” Shisui suddenly said in a high pitch voice before trying to maintain himself.

“We can still make him a monk” I heard Itachi whisper.

“Have you ever imagined him bold? He cannot be a monk” Shisui hissed.

“Guys, come on! Can we stop making this a big deal!” I said frustrated, “Like really!” I sat back, folding my arms. “Nothing is going to happen anyway”

‘Yeah because the guy who has quikies in a bathroom stall is so classy”

Sarcasm was mostly hard to detect in Izuna’s voice...But this was obvious.

“Can you just shut up” I glared at him. “When he is with me.. He is different”

“What do you mean? It is not like you two are…” I looked through the mirror at Itachi who stopped talking. His eyes widened.

“Anyone but him” he shook his head, looking sort of disappointed. That look kinda hurt.

“He is a good kid” Shisui said out loud...Not sure if it was to clarify to himself or niisan.

“Listen, we will talk about this...Can we go now” I said.

“That means he is never going to talk about this” Izuna fake-translated. I threw my head back.

My family is insane.

Ooxoxox

Arriving at the party. I wasn’t sure I wanted to go in that house. It was a pretty big, but it was made from wood and it seemed...Well..Kinda dead. There was graffiti on the side and the garden looked like a desert.

“Where would he get this location?” I asked, looking next to me only to see that my brother literally disappeared.

“Izuna?!” I looked around me only to see a hint of his shoulder already enter the house. Wow, he was fast ditching me. It was almost like...He wanted to get away from me as fast as possible.

I shook my head. I didn’t want to ruin this party for Naruto. I just had to go in there with a positive mind...But damn was this music loud, and I am not even in the house yet.

Oh...Here I was going again with all the complaining.

“Come on…” I sighed, entering the house. It was so crowded. I wonder if everybody of the city was invited? It was pretty dark, except for the coloured festival lights.

Who thought they would provide enough light?

I was looking around me. I barely knew any of these people, not even anyone from high school. It actually made me wonder if he excluded them on purpose...Just like he did me?

Oh no, nevermind. I saw Kiba playing beer pong with Lee. But I wasn’t going to go over there. Mainly because I was looking for Naruto. Who...I couldn’t really find.

“Naruto?” I opened a door, not knowing it was a bedroom

“sorry!” I immediately said when I caught a glimpse of two girls in the bed. I shut the door and wanted to walk away from there as fast as possible.

But being in a hurry in a house crowded with people was not such a good idea. I bumped against somebody. I could feel some liquor fall over my chest. I took a step back, looking at the beer stain. Well. .I don’t know shit about laundry, but I knew that was going to set.

“Oh fuck-”

I looked up at the guy holding the now half empty cup.

“-you’re hot” he finished his sentence. Now I wished the music was louder, so I didn’t have to hear some drunk-head hit on me.

“Way out of your league” I said pushing him away from me.

How annoying this guy might have been, in a way he did help me with my troubles. Because I headed the other way I actually found Naruto. Only...I wasn’t sure anymore if it was a good thing or a bad one. He was sitting on the couch, holding a drink while some bitch is sitting right next to him. His legs stretched over Naruto’s, while on the other side was some chick with her arm around his.

I was thinking of what Izuna said about Naruto not wanting me to this party for personal reasons...What if those personal reasons were that he could probably bang anyone at his party?

Maybe I was just being paranoid! He is just being friendly! That is typical Naruto! Social..Friendly...Nice..

It took me every molecule of bravery in my body to go towards him.

“Hey” I tried not to shout, but it was kinda hard to get his attention..Even Though I was standing right in front of him.

“Naruto!” I had to shout...It was either that or hitting him and I figured I had done enough damage already. He suddenly turned his head towards me and his eyes widened...Not in a good way. He pulled his arm back and pushed the guys legs off his lap before standing up.

“Sa-Sasukeh!” He shouted. “You came!”

He was not happy at all to see me, and he was not a good enough actor to fake it.

“Yeah...I didn’t have much to do. I figured it would be fun”

“O-ofcourse!” He suddenly wrapped his arms around me and pulled me in a hug.

“I got you something!” I said,pulling out of the hug to hand him the package.

“Oh, you didn’t have to” He put the package on the coffee table before grabbing my arm “Let’s go outside!” He shouted, pulling me with him.

This all just gave me a bad feeling.

I turned my head, seeing a few people staring. At first, I thought it were just people looking what was going on, but...Well...Those were glared aimed towards me. I guess I am a generally hated person or everybody in this room has a crush on Naruto.

“Nice party” I said once we were outside.

Yeah that was me trying to be nice.

“What are you doing here?” He asked me dead serious.

“Being a good friend and showing up at your party…” I wasn’t so sure of my answer anymore.

“You hate parties” He seemed stressed.

“Sometimes things we love outweighs the things we hate” I looked at the ground. It is something I am used to doing when I feel scolding coming up...Or confrontation..Anything unpleasant on my side.

“No, no Sasuke, this is not the time to be romantic” he covered his eyes with his hand.

“It is a pretty good line, right? I am going to use that one in my fanfiction” I tried to lighten the mood.

“Sasuke, listen..” He put his hands on my cheeks, forcing me to look at him.

‘Is there something I did wrong?” I asked.

“No...No…” He pulled me in a hug. “I am just very glad you are here” He said.

“Alright…” I was sure he was not glad. There was something up...But he wouldn’t tell me.

“You know,” I pulled out of the hug. “I am going to grab a drink. Warm up�� I said.

“Great idea, let’s go to a bar!” Naruto said.

“Uhn..You have an entire liquor table. Why would you want to go to a bar”

“Well...It’s ...Uhm...More personal. Y’know. Just us..No loud music...Or...A shit load of people-”

“Wow, Naruto. You don’t have to babysit me. You can just do whatever you want. I am just getting a few drinks, go to Tobirama and Izuna and take a cab home later” I cupped his cheek.

“It is your birthday..Have fun”

He opened his mouth to say something, but he didn’t get the chance to. Somebody screamed his name and I saw two guys heading towards him, wrapping an arm around him.

“Haven’t seen you in four years!” He said. He ruffled up Naruto’s hair.

And somehow Naruto did not seem comfortable..In fact. He seemed tense.

“We are partly to blame though. You know..Prison and shit” the other guy said, “but guess early releases are there for a reason”

Oh...Seems he can even make friends with ex-cons.

“Oh fuck, who is this?” The guy with the large hoody, pushed Naruto away and stood in front of me. “Hey sweetie”

“Just no” I said, shaking my head.

“Oh damn, I was just being friendly. I wanted to have some conversation here. Meet people!” He said, moving his hands while he spoke.

“You remind me of somebody…” The other guy narrowed his eyes.

“Naaahh” Naruto,pushed them aside and wrapped his arm around my waist. “Your memory is just fucked. Maybe you should keep off the pills, dattebayo”

They chuckled.

“Speaking off pills. Happy birthday man!” The guy extended his hand and grabbed Naruto’s in some firm handshake.

I could see a small back getting exchanged. I looked at Naruto from the corner of my eye. I didn’t know he hung out with people like that.

“Thanks..But no thanks” Naruto returned this sneaky handshake.

“Come,Sasuke” He said, pulling me with him. “Enjoy the party you two”

We went to the backyard. I could see some people making out on some creaking bench swing.

“You want something to drink-”

“What was that all about?” I interrupted him.

I was starting to find out the reason why he didn’t want me here. He looked away, rubbing the back of his neck in a nervous way.

“I am not going to lie to you. I used to hang out with them” he said, giving me this rather sad look.

“Yeah, I figured. Were those pills part of your friendship too?”

“No...Uhm...I once had them..Just to try out” He said.

I frowned. He was a bad liar.

“Right” I sighed.

“This is why you didn’t want me here, isn’t it?” I looked up to meet his eyes.

“Not the entire reason…” He bit down his lip.

“Oh dumbass” I shook my head. ‘I am going to find my brother and tell him I am going, but you enjoy your party. I’ll see you Sunday”

I wanted to go back inside, but Naruto grabbed my wrist.

“Don’t be mad...Please?” He said, giving me the puppy eyes.

“No, I am not mad about shit you did in the past...We all have our...stories” I couldn’t word that more subtle. I leaned a little in so I could whisper in his ear.

“Just between us, you two friends back there...I actually think I arrested them four years ago.”

He chuckled before nodding.

“I kinda..Know it was you..” He said.

“How come? Oh right because you were a troubled youth”

“And you were some kid that was trying to make daddy proud of you by proofing how tough you were”

“We both were fucked-up” I said and placed a small kiss on his cheek.

“I am going to go before people figure it out” I said, “enjoy your party”

#Part 1 #Narusasu #naruto #sasuke #this is probably going to be a three parter #the amazing uchiha bruhs #first part of this arc is more introduction to the situation #some goofing #hopefully u like it

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@all bros but sasuke: GO TO FUCKING THERAPY all of you and after u can say shit or not about sasuke >:c (especially madara/itachi)

Family Therapy part 1

“Today, we are going to burn all our old bridges and build knew ones, stronger ones”

Sasuke rolled his eyes and looked at Izuna, making an indication that this was going to boring. Izuna smiled and nodded before getting hit in the back of the head. He hissed, looking at Itachi who was making notes like a nerd.

“He started” Izuna whispered.

“So, are there any questions before we start?” The man asked, he had this kind expression on his face and it almost looked like a mask, it was hard not to notice.

“Yes” Sasuke raised his hand, as if he was in school, “I actually already go to therapy...so...can I go?”

“No” Itachi responded for the therapist who just smiled kindly, pretending it was funny.

“I don’t think it is for you to decide, is it?” Sasuke asked the man.

“I think you are smart enough to know the answer to that and moral enough to know what the right thing to do is” He gave a supportive nod.

“Okay” Sasuke got up, “Bye suckers” He wanted to walk away, but Shisui pulled him back on the couch.

“I am telling you the moral sense is turned off on this kid” Shisui stated, looking at the therapist.

“It is not even a question, it is a fact” Sasuke admitted, nearly proudly when he leaned in to Shisui, who wrapped his arm around his youngest brother. Little did Sasuke know, it was his typical trick to keep the younger one to sit still and not get away.

“Shall we just start?” Madara suggested.

“Look at you paying attention” Obito turned his head towards Madara, looking impressed.

“Pff, the only thing I actually want to pay for is your silence and...a scotch”

“This is how I know you “ Obito sighed.

“We start with a warm up exercise before we proceed to the emotional side, I want all of you to get loose-” The therapist wasn’t even finished talking when Izuna slit off the couch on to the ground.

“He said get loose” Izuna justified his action.

“Keep him on the ground, where he belongs” Sasuke commented.

“How about we start with an exercise where we pretend to be air dancers-”

“I will stop you right there...what are air dancers? Because I can’t really dance, I mean I can hang around a pole-”

“It is the inflatable tube man” Itachi interrupted Sasuke.

“Yeah, the ones that goes down and then goes up and then down and then up!” Izuna laughed.

“Now quit it, they actually got a lot slower and don’t always go all the way down” Obito stood up making a similar movement.

“This is just a disgrace to dancing” Madara stated, crossing his legs and refusing to stand up.

“I don’t have to do this shit when I am talking to Mr Namikaze” Sasuke whispered moving weirdly up and down next to Shisui.

“In a way, this makes up for a pretty good workout” Shisui tried to lighten the mood.

“What part of your body are you training, dude...come on” Sasuke hissed, rolling his eyes annoyed. Wasting an entire Sunday afternoon for this crap, “I can’t believe I wore pants for this”

“Good job boys-”

“Hey, how does Madara get a compliment? He was just sitting the entire time” Izuna complained.

“Don’t be horny for compliments now” Obito said, immediately sitting back down.

“Hey, I was very productive in my mind” Madara yawned, “How long is this going to take? I want to see if I can make happy hour at the bar”

“Oh yes, I could go for a beer right now” Shisui said.

“Nobody is leaving until the Doctor Phopra says so” Itachi stated.

“Phopra...sounds like a blend from Phil and Opera” Sasuke muttered, but got completely ignored.

“Now, I want each of you to draw a number from the jar and then go to your partner, find a nice and comfortable spot in the living room for the next exercise, the ‘feeling wonderland exercise’”

“Even the name sounds gay “ Sasuke commented, grabbing a number and immediately comparing it to Shisui’s “Damn it” He hissed before looking at Izuna’s who also wasn’t identical.

“You can stop praying, I drew number 2, we are partners” Itachi said.

“No, I have number 21” Sasuke immediately lied.

“Idiot, we are only with six people, at least try to make sense” Shisui smacked Sasuke lightly on the back of the head.

“Switch with me” Sasuke said

“I am paired with Madara”

“Keep your number, sucker” Sasuke got up and set next to Itachi, folding his arms and crossing his legs.

“Now, I want you to hold your partner and pull them closely towards you as if he is your baby you want to protect from the cruel world” The therapist said, walking around the living room to check if everybody was doing the exercise.

Sasuke and Itachi exchanged a serious look and both cracked a smile. Sasuke moved so he was lying down with his head on Itachi’s lap while Itachi stroked his hair.

“Why do you hate this so much? You don’t mind crawling next to me in bed, but now when you are supposed to, it is suddenly a problem?”

“Because it looks weird and stupid” Sasuke answered, “I mean look at everyone…”

The dark eyes examined the room and he wonder how Itachi ever came up with the idea of group therapy. This family had no boundaries to begin with. How did he ever hired a relationship therapist? Where did he find that guy?! On Craigslist?

“Come on, this is for the greater good, to strengthen our bond” Itachi smiled gently as he leaned in to place a kiss on Sasuke’s forehead.

“You are right, we already have the strongest bond in the room, I mean Shisui and Madara? Worst combination ever and I bet Obito doesn’t even know Izuna’s birthday...and they are like cosmic twins or some shit, you know what this means?”

Itachi raised an eyebrow looking rather worried.

“That we are totally going to win this, it is like shooting a baby through the head”

“Okay, first and foremost worst, that’s not how to expression goes, who shoots a baby through the head? It’s disturbing, secondly, this is not a competition” It seemed Itachi’s words were only half heard by the younger Uchiha, he seemed too busy examining the room.

“Yes, it is not a competition because we already won” Sasuke said, causing Itachi to shake his head.

“Just close your eyes and feel my love” Itachi moved his fingers over Sasuke’s face, closing his eyelids.

“It wasn’t instructed to close your eyes” Sasuke whispered.

“I know, I just don’t want you to look at me from that point, I once held my phone like that and it is one ugly angle”

“Wow, you are really opening up” Sasuke held Itachi’s cheek and he opened his eyes, “Do you want to talk about how that makes you feel? “ Itachi looked away exhaling deeply. “No, nissan, you should talk about your insecurities, how does it feel to have people look at you from that angle?”

“How’s it going here?” The therapist asked, sitting on the armrest of the couch.

“Not good, it seems everything coming out of his mouth is either sarcastic or some other way to mock everything” Itachi answered, looking disappointed at Sasuke.

“And why is that, Sasgay-” The entire room scoffed from the therapist’s pronunciation.

“It is Sasuke” Sasuke tried to correct him.

“Sasugay, that’s what I said” He smiled, Sasuke exchanging a look with Itachi.

“Sasugay, don’t avoid the question” Madara teased from the corner in the room.

“The reason why you don’t feel weird by the fact your head is on Shisui’s crotch is because that is where your head 90% of the time actually is...around people’s dicks”

“Ooh ooh he ran and he scored~ Sorry Maddy!” Obito exclaimed.

“Back to my question, Sasgay, why is it so hard to let yourself be open towards your brother?”

“Because my brother is judgy and this is stupid”

“Explain why this feels stupid to you” The therapist crossed his legs and held on to his clipboard.

“Well, it is stupid because...I...I just don’t like pretending to be vulnerable” Sasuke frowned slightly.

“And why is that?” The therapist asked, narrowing his eyes slightly.

“I don’t know” Sasuke stated.

“I think you do” The therapist said, the entire room was quiet, listening eagerly.

“Because my dad said vulnerability is for weaklings and gutless people” Sasuke sat up, “And you know what, I have felt like a weakling, like a gutless person when mom hurt me, when she hit me and tried to kill me and I couldn’t do anything about it!” He stood up, “And don’t want to relive that!” With those words he turned around and walked out of the living room, leaving the others behind.

“What happened?” Shisui looked concerned, getting up from the ground.

“He...he opened up” Itachi said, “I am concerned, is this good?”

“Yes, he is opening up” The therapist said.

“I am afraid, his voice sounded like he was about to cry ” Shisui looked at Itachi.

“I am going to check on him” Itachi got up and while he was followed by the others, he walked up the stairs towards Sasuke’s room.

“Otouto?” He called.

“No...not now! I need to be alone…” Itachi frowned by those words and opened the door. His expression turned to anger as he saw Sasuke with one leg out of the window.

“You are trying to get away…”

“No...no...I was just…trying to...commit...suicide?” Sasuke said, looking around him.

“What? Why would you jump out of the window when you have guns?” Izuna looked confused.

“He is trying to get away” Itachi clenched a fist, “Uchiha Waitforit Sasuke...get your ass back downstairs!” He shouted. Sasuke hesitated for a second, looking down the window.

“Don’t even consider escaping!” Itachi hissed.

“I was considering the suicide option…” Sasuke sighed and pulled his leg back in the room.

“Was anything you said even true?” Shisui asked, feeling like he got played.

“Shisui...come on...you have seen me fight” Sasuke rolled his eyes, “I am not vulnerable in any sense”

“Yet you are Itachi’s bitch” Madara teased.

“Itachi pays the wifi, if you pay the wifi I be your bitch” Sasuke answered when he passed Madara to get back to the living room.

“You prefered to jump out of the second floor than to talk about your feelings!” Itachi snapped when he walked inside the living room, followed by the others.

“I don’t see the big deal I am already talking to Mr Namikaze and frankly I don’t think

I should be here” Sasuke sat down, leaning his chin on his right knee.

“The big deal is that you keep everything locked up inside and at some point you are going to fall apart and then I have to pick up the pieces, like I do every time!” Itachi raised his voice and it might have been the tone, or perhaps just the words, but at that point Sasuke looked hurt and for a brief moment it was clearly visible for everyone in the room to see before it was hidden away behind the big, black walls which were his eyes.

“Itachi, that was mean” Shisui commented

“It was bitchy and I am a bitch, but this was too bitchy for me” Madara added.

“No, no, this is good, let all the feelings out! Only then we are able to feel free, do you feel it?” The therapist asked and at this point Itachi was just straight up annoyed by everyone in the room.

“Do ya feel it, Mr.Krabs?” Izuna whispered, but Itachi ignored him in favour of expressing his annoyance.

“No! Because Sasuke doesn’t feel anything, but anger!”

“Look who is shouting!” It appeared quite controversial since Sasuke was shouting now too.

“Stop it, both of you” Shisui pulled Itachi slightly away.

“When do we get to the part where we can straight up talk about what annoys us the most, like how Shisui always supporting the wrong side”

Shisui was about to say something, but the therapist interrupted him.

“Actually, I am glad you brought that up, Itachi”

“You're welcome, at least somebody is taking this seriously” Itachi sat down, leaning back in the chair.

“Because that kind of language is actually counter productive-”

“Ooh snap!” Madara clicked his finger, enjoying Itachi’s annoyance more than he should have.

“Let’s start with the next exercise, I want you guys to sit in a circle” The therapist said.

“This better be good” Madara sighed as he sat down, as everyone was seated the therapist suddenly put his hands on Shisui shoulder, startling him.

“I want each of you to go around the circle and tell that person something that bothers you, but try to avoid words like never and always, instead of that, mention...your feelings”

“Uhm alright…” Shisui looked at Itachi on his right, “I ‘feel’ like you complain a lot”

“Yes, this is good” The therapist said.

“I wouldn’t have to complain so much if you guys just did things right” Itachi folded his arms.

“Right, sorry I mentioned it” Shisui’s tone was sarcastic.

“Shisui, never apologize for how you feel” The therapist said.

“I thought we were not supposed to say the word ‘never’” Sasuke said, turning his head to the therapist who remained quiet for a couple of seconds.

“Good catch” He said.

“Uhm...okay...Izuna...sometimes you can be very annoying and needy, Madara your harness of assholeness is not appreciated, Obito…I have no problem with you whatsoever, Sasuke…” Shisui was thinking deeply, trying to find the right words, “I am worry about you, a lot, and it hurts that you don’t realise how much everybody cares about you-”

“Owh right, I am hurting you guys” Sasuke wanted to get up, but Obito put his hand on Sasuke’s shoulder pushing him back down, “I am hungry, at least let me get something to snack on”

“Why do you suddenly feel hungry? You didn’t appear hungry a few minutes” The therapist tapped his finger against his chin.

“Because I wasn’t hungry back then, I am now” Sasuke gave the therapist an awkward look.

“Or are you feeling sad and you try to progress the sadness by filling up?” He asked seriously.

“If I would have done that, I would not fit through that door” Sasuke stated, “I am hungry so I eat”

“He just wants to put something in his mouth so he would have an excuse to not talk and to put his focus on something else that is far away from his feelings” Itachi said, leaning forwards to look passed Shisui at Sasuke.

“Are you a psychology student?” The therapist seemed genuinely interested in Itachi.

“No, I am Sasuke-ologist” Itachi stated.

“So Sasgay, is that the reason why you eat so much?”

“Bitch, you didn’t, I don’t eat much, I just have a healthy appetite”

“You did not just call the therapist a bitch, apologise” Obito said strictly.

“What?! No, he is criticising me for eating, a basic human...thing” Sasuke looked away from Obito.

“Sasuke, I am not going to repeat myself, you are in the wrong and you have to apologise”

“This isn’t working!” Sasuke exclaimed, “And honestly, I FEEL like I am being attacked”

“Sasygay, is always good to talk about how you feel”

“And I thought we weren’t supposed to say words like ‘always’” Sasuke rolled his eyes, “You guys want to know how I really think about all of you, Shisui, you are worried about me? Look at yourself! You are in a terrible relationship, you smoke like half a pack a day, you are always stressed because of work and you wanna know why? Because you aren’t sure if you made the right choice becoming a lawyer because at the end of the day it was just a decision you made to annoy dad because he hated attorney lawyers! And you felt neglected by him!” Shisui looked confused and the confusion turned into hurt before he looked away, not sure what to say.

“Let’s move on to Mr perfect because everything you do is so good, Itachi, I hate to break it to you, but you are a terrible, terrible brother, you are just like mom, you think you can make a difference by pretending you care about my mental health and shit, but the truth is...at the end of the day, you are not there! Not for Christmas, for my birthday or for any occasion I actually want you -or I don’t know- NEED YOU around, to be honest, I stopped talking to you...I stopped telling you about my days or the stuff I have been up to because you have become so judgy!” Sasuke took a deep breath, shaking his head slightly.

“You want to connect? You want me to tell you everything I feel? Fine, I feel sad, I feel depressed and I feel sucky! Because everything I do...I fail and you won’t ever understand because everything you do always goes right without any difficulties! I studied weeks for a fucking maths test, only to fail it! Do you know how that feels?! Of course you don’t because you’re a fucking genius”

“You think I had it easy because I am considered smart?! I missed my entire childhood because it was suddenly appropriate to be involved in stupid adult stuff, unlike you, I don’t have memories of packing my bag and going on adventures! Because I couldn’t! Because it was always ‘Itachi, you are smart, you know the right and mature thing to do’ and yes maybe I did, but I didn’t want to, I don’t want to sit here nag and complain and give constant speeches about how family is important...but if I don’t...we won’t last a day” Itachi exhaled deeply, “And right now...I am not even sure I want us to last”

“Madara, you seem to be thinking very deeply, do you have anything to add?” The therapist asked.

“Did I take back my red tie from Hashirama’s place? I can’t recall” Madara seemed lost in thought.

“Let’s not even begin with Madara” Itachi shook his head.

“His entire existence is just...a no” Sasuke added.

“You are very mean and not caring” Shisui sighed.

“The worst part is that you just ignore all of it by drinking booze and fucking your boyfriend” Obito added.

“Hashirama is too good for you, I keep saying it” Sasuke sighed.

“Nah, it is probably upstairs, is it? It was such a nice tie” Madara said, causing everyone to exhale deeply.

“You guys say I am annoying, but if I don’t talk it is going to be very quiet and boring, you don’t realize that! I think if Obito and Madara aren’t home, this house never talks about happy things, so yeah, I try to cheer up the mood and get the conversations going, it is better than having Sasuke be depressed, Itachi complain, Shisui...being boring, that is all I have to say” Izuna said.

“Is it?” Sasuke asked. “Nothing about a certain someone misplacing your stuff?” Izuna remained quiet and just looked at Shisui.

“I ‘feel’ annoyed when you place my stuff from the table somewhere else and forget...so I lose stuff...expensive stuff” Izuna gritted his teeth slightly.

“We have been over this, if it is important, don’t litter it around, put it in your room” Shisui said.

“I don’t litter it, I place it somewhere...where I can find it” Izuna took a deep breath.

“Shisui is right, put it in your room if you don’t want to lose it”

“I place it wherever I want! And you guys should stop putting it away! It is literally bothering no one when I put it on the counter! NO ONE! Sasuke is right! Itachi is a controlling bitch and he always thinks he is so much better! You are only 2 years older, you are not my mom! Sasuke, fuck off you don’t even have it that bad! Shisui, stop trying to defend everyone and just keep yourself out of it, Madara, I don’t know where your tie is, Obito, nobody has anything bad to say about you because you are an uncle that only comes during christmas with presents, you are never there when somebody needs support and yes I was hurt when you didn’t let me make that T-shirt design and instead when to a fucking marketing team! We are family!”

“I don’t decided the t-shirt designs, but...I guess I could tell the marketing team to consult you next time?” Obito asked.

“Empty promises, I know how to recognise them” Sasuke said, looking at Itachi. “Nobody has a problem with Obito because his appearance in general is already a miracle, thank you for making time in your busy schedule for your family, that doesn't come first, or second, but third”

“Which rhymes with turd” Izuna added.

“I can’t help that I have to work”

“It’s not a real job, Obito! You make people laugh, how long is that going to continue? Five years tops? And what will you do after that? You didn’t even finish college! You are the one setting the wrong example!”

“Wow, Itachi, back off” Obito said.

“I think I see more of you on the internet then I do in real life” Shisui added.

“I am not complaining, whoever can give me backstage passes to Lady Gaga is awesome” Madara stretched his legs.

“Madara...don’t even...” Obito sighed. “Why don’t you say something?”

“Well, I don’t hold my thoughts back, I say whatever comes to mind, you all know the things I hate about you and I don’t mind making you guys feel bad about it, I do that everyday, sometimes I just make my assistant text it to you guys so I won’t have to”

“Is that healthy?” I asked

“I don’t know” Shisui responded. A silence emerged the room and it was awkward.

“Well...everything is out” Itachi stated, looking up at the therapist, “What do we do now?”

“How do we fix this?” Shisui asked

“How do we build these stronger bridges?” Izuna added. Everybody was looking at the therapist.

“I...I can’t take it anymore!” He shouted, “You guys are a lost cause! It’s a miracle to me that you guys haven’t killed each other yet!”

“I think because they know they won’t be able to kill me…and the effort should then really come from my side” Sasuke said

“I can poison the tomatoes?” Shisui suggested.

“Mass suicide, we put poison in our soup, we are all done then”

“No, not everybody wants to die” Itachi said in a harsh tone.

“Not everybody lives for army dick” Obito commented, causing Sasuke to laugh.

“This is the unhealthiest family I have seen, I can’t help you!” The therapist grabbed his bag.

“No wait! You have to!” Shisui said.

“We can’t go on like this!” Itachi shouted.

“I can’t help you...I can’t”

“I wrote you a cheque, you have to, this is your job-”

“NO, I QUIT!” The man shouted and stormed out, slamming the door behind him while everybody could see him run towards his car.

“Wait...I never signed the cheque” Madara made a not caring gesture.

“Okay...I am going to my room” Sasuke stood up.

“What?!” Shisui and Itachi said at the same time.

“What? I am bored” Sasuke stated.

“Are you just going to ignore everything that has been said?” Obito asked.

“ Yes...that exactly my plan”

“No...no, I can’t continue like this” Itachi stood up.

“Wow, niisan, I made a joke about the mass suicide thing-”

“We are going to Mr Namikaze” Itachi stated and it seemed everybody agreed with him except for Sasuke...who just wanted to walk pantless around the house.

oxoSpecial thanks to @failureoftheyear

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In The Closet

“Mom, Moommmm~” Naruto slipped, but just managed to regain his balance when he ran inside the living room. “My jacket, the black and orange one, where is it?”

“Honey, you have to be way more specific than that” Kushina responded, her eyes glued on the TV. Naruto pouted as he ran his hand through his hair, “My lucky one!”.

“Hnn...I haven’t seen that one in the laundry basket, perhaps you forgot it in your locker-?” Naruto stopped listening as he thought back to the last time he had worn his favourite jacket. His eyes narrowed as he hit his forehead with the palm of his hand.

“Sasuke!” he exclaimed.

“Is that the new ‘damn it’?“ Kushina asked in a state of confusion.

“No...wait...could be...anyway! I remember!” Naruto grabbed his phone from his pocket, “I totally forgot I borrowed it to him”

“When did that happen?”

“About a week ago, yeah, the fire alarm went off and we all had to stand in the cold…don’t give me those eyes, dattebayo!”

“I am not saying anything, dattebane...” Kushina hummed, though her suspicious eyebrows really did all the talking.

“He was shaking and his teeth were clattering, he looked very pale...but that could have been just his skin tone...anyway-” Naruto stopped talking after seeing the expression on his mother’s face. Completely unconvinced. “Alright, the truth is that he wore a white shirt and his nipples were hard and very noticeable, I was being nice!”

“Right...” Kushina replied, shaking her head as the small smile remained on her lips. Naruto ignored her and since his friend wasn’t reacting on any messages; he decided to try and call him, but as there was no answer he put his phone in his pocket.

“I am going to go and get it” he stated.

“Are you going to be home before midnight or are you going to spend the night there?”

“It would make sense to spend the night with him, the fields are closer to his house than…NO NOT THAT WAY, MOM YOU PERVERT!” Naruto pointed an accusing finger at his mother before grabbing his keys, “Don’t wait up!” And with those words, Naruto shut the front door behind him, but not before hearing his mother respond with “Be safe..in bed”

His mother was known for being quite the tease towards him, it was also one of the things Naruto liked about his mother, but embarrassed him on occasion.

Oxoxoxoxoxoxox

“Really? a family of 6 and nobody is home?” Naruto questioned to himself, looking through the window and seeing all the lights turned off. He sighed and reached for his pocket to see if he still had some sort of hair pin he could use to open the door, but unfortunately, for the moment his days of breaking locks was over. The blond rolled his eyes in an annoyed manner, taking a couple of steps back while he put his hands behind his neck. He looked at the front of the house and narrowed his eyes upon seeing Sasuke’s window open, as usual.

“Dattebayo” Naruto looked at the rain pipe and back towards Sasuke’s window. It was worth a shot. He jumped up and wrapped his arms around the pipe, pulling himself up until he was right next to the window. He stretched his arm up, maybe if he was able to just reach it...but his fingers barely touched it. “Guy has to do what a guy has to do” Naruto muttered as he jumped, worse case scenario he would break a leg or an arm. Speaking of paying an arm and a leg...

The blond managed to grab onto the veranda before pulling himself up, going through the window and land right on the Uchiha’s desk. He heard something fall and he looked at the plastic vase with a sunflower on it.

“The wind did that!” Naruto justified to himself. He looked around the room, it was tidy except for the clothes piled onto the chair.

“So, this place hasn’t changed a bit” Naruto chuckled to himself, Naruto saw the laptop on the bed and at that very moment he swore a devil and an angel appeared on each of his shoulders.

“Owh! One small peak in his laptop won’t do nobody any harm!”

“But it is his privacy and we practically snuck in his room, it is wrong”

Naruto looked around the room and remained quiet; the house was deserted, he was alone, nobody would ever know. Drawn to the itching temptation, Naruto sat on Sasuke’s bed and pulled the laptop closer. He opened it and frowned seeing there was a password needed to access it

“Uhm...his birthday? No...too obvious” Naruto muttered; Naruto tried Sasuke’s surname, name of all his brothers and even his cat, but all were denied. The blond sighed in almost-defeat before running his hand through his hair. He looked at the desk, there was some water spilled there and on the floor was the plastic vase with the sunflower in it.

“Sun...flower...sunflower…” Naruto typed the word but the password got denied, he made a frustrated sound. Maybe Sasuke was one of those people who left a clue somewhere. He pressed at the ‘help me remember’ option only seeing there an “S N” written in capitals.

“Perhaps it is...‘SuNflower’ Naruto wrote, this time using a capital S and N. He put his hands in the air as he finally got access in Sasuke’s laptop. He had even all these tabs open.

“I am a genius, I should be a professional hacker, dattebayo!” Naruto laughed before he suddenly realised the nature of the passwords. “Wait a second….sunflower...S and N in capital...damn it! I thought the crush on professor Sunray was gone! Damn it, Sasuke, you bastard” Naruto muttered and pressed on the word document.

“Why is he writing an essay? I thought he had already handed in his-” Naruto stopped talking as his eyes directly caught on to some words that were so not ‘essay’ appropriate. His scrolled more up, his cheeks turning blood red.

“How dare he judge me on watching porn, he could write scripts” Naruto scoffed, his eyes looked surprised. He swallowed loudly. “For a certain genre I guess…” Naruto took his eyes from the screen and stared at the wall next to the bed. “He still has that body pillow, huh…” He looked back at the screen and opened chrome. A few tabs were left open. Such as youtube on a paused video on ‘Five awesome magic tricks’.

“Look at that, he is one of those Tumblr hipsters...no, he is probably in some fandom” Naruto was about to click on it, but he suddenly heard a door shut. He closed the laptop and put it back in place before sitting quietly on the bed. The moment he heard footsteps walking up the stairs, the panic arose. If it was either Izuna and Shisui, Naruto could have explained himself, but if it was anyone else...This was going to end badly. He didn’t take the risk and hid under the bed as fast as he cold, covering his mouth and nose due the dust. He couldn’t complain, God knows how many dead things were under his own bed.

The door opened and closed right away. It was odd, but how many people could identify their friend by their feet? Not that it was hard...Sasuke’s cat socks were quite...recognisable.

“That too? You gotta be kidding me” Naruto saw the cat socks wearing feet walk towards the plastic vase, picking it up and putting it back on the desk. “At last gravity works, that is more than I can say about this piece of shit” Sasuke grabbed the charger and plugged his phone while he sat on the ground. He ran a hand through his hair, but it resulted into pulling his hair thanks to the clips on the left that kept his left bangs away. He pulled them out and threw them on the ground. He laid down and Naruto couldn’t believe how bad his luck was. If Sasuke turned his head to him, then his life was not guaranteed at all.

“97 messages from three people...right...ignore” Sasuke said out loud, but the moment he stated that, the phone slipped passed his fingers right on his face. The Uchiha cursed, holding his face with two hands before moving to his side. Naruto looked relieved now that Sasuke’s back was facing him, and yet he had a hard time keeping his laughter to himself. After what seemed like minutes, Sasuke rolled back on his back and just stared at the ceiling.

“God...did I fuck your waifu in a previous life? Why are you doing this to me?” The words sounded too sincere to just be considered ‘sarcastic’. He grabbed his phone again, but decided to keep it an arm length away from him.

“Call Itachi.” Sasuke said.

“I'm sorry, I couldn't find 'bitchy' in your phonebook” The female voice responded.

“I’m sure that is a synonym to his name” Sasuke muttered as he sat up and put the phone on speaker. It ringed a few times before going to voicemail.

“Aniki, hey...it's me again, so, uhm…I have waited for two hours at the restaurant and I texted you, and left two other voicemails, but...uhm...I didn’t hear anything from you, plus my mobile battery died from all the games I was playing on it...so...I just went home and...y’know...guess we can grab dinner another time“ Sasuke turned the phone off and turned his face to the mirror and rolled his eyes.

“Otouto, wear something appropriate, you can’t appear in sweatpants” Sasuke mimicked Itachi’s voice, “At least I appear” He moved his bangs away before shaking his head. “I get less judgemental eyes eating alone at the fastfood restaurant than there, tch” Sasuke unbuttoned his waistcoat and threw it on the chair before loosening the tie and opening the first buttons of his blouse. The phone on the desk vibrated and Sasuke rolled his eyes before he reached for it.

“So you are not lying in a ditch somewhere in an ally, I am so relieved.” Well, that was his sarcastic voice. He left the phone on speaker again.

“Princess, I know you love me” The person on the other line chuckled and Naruto had a rough time recognising the person over the phone. “So why did you call, need some saving?”

“Called, you mean the one of three hours ago or the one five hours ago?” Sasuke looked at the mirror at the red spots on his neck, he let his finger slide over them. Naruto looked confused, where did that come from! Who was this guy on the phone? Could it be Nardo! Or Utakata!?

“Point being?” The voice asked.

“The one five hours ago, I wondered if you went passed the pharmacy and the one three hours ago was me hoping you could indeed save me from internal boredom and judgement-”

“You did say yes to Itachi?” The man on the other end did not seem surprised.

“How could I have said no? He tried so hard getting the reservations and…I figured he would really make it this time”

“I am not sure if I should say this...but...Itachi got those reservations from a shareholder, but that doesn’t mean he wasn’t sincere into making it-”

“Owh shut up, Shisui!” Sasuke hissed, “I really thought he...he...owh, fuck it!”

“I am sorry, princess. Should I come home?”

“No stay at your lame party, I know you are drunk” Sasuke hung up and laid down on the bed making an annoyed sound. There was a small moment of silence, small, because soon the vase with the sunflower got thrown against the wall.

“Fuck you, aniki...fuuccckk yoouuu~” Sasuke stood up from the bed and walked out of the room. He could see Sasuke walk towards the bathroom and not even a minute or two later the shower was on.

The blond took his chance and got up to search for his jacket. He opened the closet, looking through it before turning his head to the chair. He looked through it, throwing the waistcoat, shirt, tie on the ground. He looked slightly surprised holding up a pair of boxers with the big red words ‘Naughty’ spelled on the bag. He looked at the chair and saw his orange jacket. He grabbed it, causing the others pile of cloths to fall. There was dead silence for a second, not even the sound of the shower was hearable.

“The shower!” Naruto thought and looked around him. He quickly pulled the closet open and hid inside it just in time. Sasuke entered the room and towel wrapped around his waist. Naruto swallowed being able to see Sasuke from the small gaps. He could see the Uchiha walk in his room, completely naked, except the towel wrapped around his shoulders. Naruto had to wrap his hand around his mouth as he wanted to look away, but yet his eyes were glued on the Uchiha. It should be a crime to wear baggy clothes with a body like that.

“It was ought to fall” Sasuke muttered, bending over to pick the clothes up and throw them in the laundry basket. He cocked his head and turned his head to the mirror before raising an eyebrow. He reached somewhere, though Naruto couldn’t tell since the Uchiha’s ass was getting 88% of the Uzumaki’s attention. He threw a shoe box on the bed and opened it, he held up a black lingerie and held it in front of him, examining it thoroughly. He then raised his shoulder in a ‘what the heck’ manner, causing the blond -that was doomed inside the closet- to cursed loudly in his head. If he was capable of punching anything, he would have done so. He bit down his lip and looked through the gap to see Sasuke look at this direction. Naruto froze…

Sasuke got up and took a few steps towards the closet. Naruto’s heart was pounding, until Sasuke turned his head towards the window and closed the curtains.

“Well, about fucking time he learnt how to close the curtains” Naruto thought as he exhaled softly. All this adrenaline and stress, it really made miss being able to just walk to the loo without fearing for his life. He closed his eyes, trying to get his heart rate down. He turned his head and his heart rate went right up seeing Sasuke wearing the lingerie and looking at the mirror with a frown on his face.

“Ugh!” Sasuke made an annoyed noise as he dropped himself in his bed. “Being ugly is cruel!”

“This is cruel…” Naruto whispered under his breath. He saw Sasuke sit up and throw a few items from the box on the ground. Some pretty tempting items were getting thrown around. He stopped a few times, changed in another one of these sexy outfits, before dropping himself on the bed and cursing. That happened about three times.

“Mwah...this is alright...” Sasuke narrowed his eyes at the mirror. He ran his hand through his hair that was half dry. “Who am I kidding…?” He sighed and wanted to pick up the clothes he threw on the ground, but then the door opened and there was this moment of mere silence that lasted at the very least 12 seconds. “O..Touto…” Itachi was the first to talk, but before he could even finish Sasuke threw the underwear he wanted to pick up to the door and shouted for Itachi to “fucking knock”. Itachi took a step back, which gave Sasuke the opportunity to shut the door and lean his back against it. His face was as red as a tomato. The blond had a hard time keeping his laughter to himself.

“Owh come on, otouto~” Itachi knocked twice, “It is normal what you are undergoing, it is all part of growing up-”

“SHUT UP!” Sasuke shouted, covering his face with both his hands.

“Otoutooo~” The mocking was pretty obvious in Itachi’s voice.

“Do what you are best at, and get lost!” Sasuke shouted and a short silence followed. The door got shoved opened, shoving Sasuke with it (not that it seemed he was trying to push back). Itachi stuck his head in the room and looked at Sasuke who looked at his brother from the corner of his eyes.

“Want to talk about it?” Itachi asked.

“I am thinking white is more my colour.” Sasuke joked, referring to his lingerie.

“When Obito bought that...I thought you threw it out” Itachi walked in the room and sat down on the bed.

“It’s rude to throw presents out” Sasuke argued. He picked the clothings items up and put them back in the box before taking the one off he had on and throwing in the box.

“The rash is gone.” Itachi noted, pointing at Sasuke’s crotch.

“The dermatologist is good” Sasuke as he reaching in the basket and grabbing a big grey shirt out of it. He smelled it before making a not caring gesture. He crawled in his bed and laid down, right behind Itachi.

“I am sorry about tonight” Itachi said as he allowed his hand to stroke Sasuke’s side.

“What is your excuse this time? Was there another emergency?”

“To be honest, I forgot our plans, I had no sense of time, I knew I was late, but I thought..half an hour or so...but ...turns several hours had passed” Itachi was honest.

“You smell like sweat and fatigue” Sasuke commented as he placed his head on Itachi’s lap.

“I will take a shower-”

“No stay.” Sasuke quickly interrupted Itachi, pulling him closer.

“I take that as you aren’t mad anymore?” Itachi allowed his body to get dragged in a lying position.

“I am used to it” Sasuke said, his head on Itachi’s chest.

“You make me sound like a bad person” Itachi sighed.

“I am not making sound like one, you are one” Sasuke smiled as Itachi lifted his head to look at Sasuke. “I have to admit, I did feel abandoned”

“It was stupid of me and it is my fault, but you know what? Tomorrow I am off, it is saturday, we will do whatever you want” Itachi turned to his side. “Promise” he placed a kiss on Sasuke’s forehead.

“I did feel like going to Seaworld, but if you are going to lecture me about sharks...I am going to throw you in their tank”

“You may, they won’t do-”

“It has already started” Sasuke yawned. The two talked for a while, though their responses become slower and soon both were quiet. They probably fell asleep.

Naruto took a deep breath, this was his chance. He slowly opened the closet door before crawling out. He looked at the bed before he stood up. His stepped on a creaking part of the floor, causing Itachi to turn his head. He looked right into Naruto’s eyes and the blond’s eyes widened. He was dead...he was so dead.

Itachi remained quiet, his eyes were half lid, it appeared he was half-asleep.

“Are you the dead body coming alive for vengeance or the ghost?” Itachi asked, his voice barely a whisper. Naruto pressed his finger on Itachi’s lips, indicating him to be quiet.

“I am the dead body…” Naruto whispered. “Whatever reason you killed me, I am OK with it”

“Good...now stay the fuck away from my little brother” Itachi turned his back at Naruto and the blond felt an imaginary brick fall on his head.

“You are a crappy brother…” Naruto whispered before pulling the blanket over the both of them.

“Still better than you” Itachi whispered, hugging Sasuke sightly.

“Savage…” Naruto slowly tiptoes towards the window and crawled through the rainpipe back down. He sighed in relieved once his feet hit the ground.

“Gosh, that was close!” Naruto stretched his body, “I sure am sore, dattebayo” He turned around to walk to the bus stop, but the yelped seeing Obito standing right in front of him.

“What...are you...?” Obito looked up from Sasuke’s window to Naruto.

“Uhm...I was...uhm...doing homework?” Naruto scratched his cheek.

“I am not an idiot...it is okay...you both are old enough...you two had some chemistry going on for a while, it is all part of life.” Obito said, “But I have to ask you one thing...you did...use...protection?” He asked. Naruto froze...Did Obito really though he snug in Sasuke’s room to fuck him and sneak back out? ...Whatever made him shut up!

“Yes! Yes, of course!” Naruto said.

“So...is this a relationship...or-”

“It is” Naruto said, slowly backing away, “But uhm..don’t talk about it with Sasuke..he is shy…” The blond smiled, then turned around and ran for it.

Oxoxoxoxox

*the next morning*

“So you made it very late” Kushina entered her son’s room as she picked up the dirty laundry. Naruto yawned, turning his back towards his mother.

“Yeah, yeah, dattebayo” Naruto yawned, but kept his head in his pillow.

“You got your lucky sweater” Kushina said and picked it up from the ground so she could put it on the desk chair. Something black fell from it on the ground. Kushina frowned and picked it up, holding it in front of her.

“This is not yours.” She commented with a teasing tone in her voice. Naruto turned his head around confused before seeing the black boxers with ‘naughty’ written on it.

“W-What?! It is mine!” Naruto quickly said as he got up and grabbed it. “Yes, yes mine!”

“I wash your dirty underwear, I know which ones you own” Kushina had a small, smug smile on her face as she titled her shoulders before leaving the room. “Ask Sasuke if I should wash it for him or if he is going to put it in the laundry at home”

“It is mine, not Sasuke’s at all-”

“Check the label, sweetie” Naruto froze by his mother words as he did was she told. He looked at the label: For: Sasuke From:U BRU Mesg: H. 17th B-day

Under it was a name of a site mentioned where it was probably ordered or maybe even designed. Naruto looked up and looked at the door, seeing his mother look at him.

“I...borrowed...it” Well, what he said wasn’t a complete lie.

Oxoxoxoxox

Sasuke yawned loudly as he walked towards the kitchen. He saw Obito on the table, eating cereal while Madara and Shisui were watching the news.

“Good morning” Obito said, looking up to see his youngest brother stretch his arms.

“Tch, there is nothing good about the morning, I am sore all over” Obito coughed, causing everybody to look at him.

“Are you alright?” Sasuke asked.

“Yes,yess~” Obito said, drinking his orange juice.

“I swear to God Sasuke, if you are not wearing any underwear-”

“Sush Shisui, you are only going to be more disappointed-” Obito swallowed loudly.

“There is something odd going on with him” Shisui said, pointing at Obito.

“Nah it is normal, he has always been an idiot” Madara commented.

“Hey, where did you guys leave the grapefruit?”

“Why? I thought you didn’t like grapefruit as breakfast” Shisui commented.

“It is for niisan, he slept in my room, poor niisan was so tired-”

Obito spit out the orange juice.

“ITACHI IS INVOLVED IN THIS TOO?!” He shouted shocked.

“Uhm...yeah...it is fucking seaworld?” Sasuke looked confused.

“SO THIS IS A REGULAR THING!?” Obito looked shocked,”I need to get going! “ he stood up and grabbed his jacket while muttering, “I knew this family had thin boundaries, this shouldn’t be surprising at all, I am freaking out, this is weird, what happened to this generation…”

“You think he is alright?” Sasuke asked.

“I am afraid his idiot syndrome is getting worse” Madara muttered, “Also, can I tag along to seaworld?”

“Sure, didn’t know you-”

“I want to point at every ugly fish I see and name it ‘Sasuke’.” Madara pointed at Sasuke, “ Look, I will name it Sasuke”

“Fucking funny” Sasuke grabbed his phone and raised an eyebrow reading the messages Naruto had send him last night.

“Hey...wasn’t Naruto’s jacket on my desk chair…?”

“Yes, yesterday it was there, you told me not to throw it in the laundry” Shisui said.

“Stalker alert, what did you wanna do? Smell it?” Madara got ignored by Sasuke.

“It was on the chair last night...so why is he texting me if I have his jacket and then after midnight he texts me that he already has it...do I have alzheimer?”

“I doubt he snuck in the house to grab one jacket back” Shisui said.

“Then it would be a perfect relationship, two weirdos” Madara commented.

“Strange…” Sasuke muttered.

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Bang Crush part 5 (Final)

Also read: part 1 , part 2, part 3 part 4

“Professor Sunray?” I looked up questionable at the teacher climbing on the lower bookshelves in order to reach the top. He turned his head and for a moment he thought he was on the ground. He lowered his head and smiled.

“Hey, Sasuke!” He made a salute gesture with one hand, it caused him to almost lose balance. He quickly held back on the wood before exhaling relieved.

“What are you doing, professor?” I asked.

“Exercising.” He turned his head back to face me,” What do you think I am doing in a library.”

“I didn’t know you could read,” I muttered.

“No, I got my Ph.D. sucking dick, but I don’t expect you to put one and one together and figure out I was being sarcastic. That level of maths seems to be above you.”

“Itai~” I felt an imaginary brick fall on my head. No, scrap that, I felt an imaginary wall fall on me. “So, you are good at sucking. I am happy for you.”

“Really…Now you are suddenly a genius with words?” Nardo looked at me,”I used to have a friend, he made quick comebacks, just like you.”

“What happened to him?” I asked, but my words got ignored. I was pretty sure he heard me because he responded to my muttering so his ears weren’t going bad.

“There it is.” He grabbed a book from the top and had to pull pretty hard to get it out. With one strong jerk, he grabbed the book. “Owh no!” his movement caused him to lose balance and he tried to regain it, but the fell backward. He screamed but I managed to catch him.

He looked at me almost shocked, but then he smiled again.

“Kohai noticed me!” He said and burst out laughing. I shook my head and let him go.

“How the…” He looked from the bookshelf back to me.

“I am stronger than I look,” I said, scratching my cheek.

“What workout do you follow?” He asked, pretty seriously. Though the only image in my head was me dragging Madara drunk body over the doorstep. Getting him up the stairs actually was a good workout.

“Owh, I don’t like that look on your face. I think a sad childhood story is coming.”

“It’s more like Saturday night,” I laughed.

“Thank you for catching me.” He said before looking at the book in his hand. His expression changed slightly.

“Wrong book?” I asked.

“Since ur this strong, can I ask for a boost or would that be inappropriate?”

“Yes, ‘that’ would be inappropriate.” I shook my head, “Of course I can lift you up, but I can also grab you a stable ladder. Which is, right there” I pointed at the ladder with wheels under it. “If you hadn’t seen that before.”

“That has been an eye-opener for me.” He scratched his cheek nervously, “so are you here to study?”

“I came to return this,” I said, holding a small plastic bag with his shirt.

“Owh, my shirt, right.” He said as I handed him the bag, though now the people who were already present watching us, now had these ‘Oh my God’ eyes. Nardo looked up and seemed to notice.

“Why am I being so loud, damn!” He rubbed the back of his neck.

“Bit out of context,” I admitted. My head felt warm, “I washed it.” I added.

“How nice of you. Do you happen to still have my tie?” He asked.

“Isn’t it in the bag?” I looked in the bag, of course, it wasn’t there, it’s in my room for God’s sake. I left it there on purpose, of course. “Owh, I probably forgot to take it out of the dryer,” I said looking thoughtfully. “And tomorrow is the weekend. Hnn I have soo~ much studying to do.” I tapped my finger against my chin and turned my head around,” So much chemistry…” I muttered, knowing he heard me damn well. “Well, if you have an address, I can deliver it to you first thing tomorrow. I know how important that orange tie is to you.”

“That would be a lot of trouble for you, won’t it?” He asked sympathetically. I could see the nice-guy taking over. He is probably going to tell me that I can keep it or just bring it another time if I remember, but I couldn’t have him do that. He has to give me his address, or hotel whatever!

“No, it is my fault for forgetting it. It is just that, it takes me so long to understand chemistry with my current teacher. I mean..I understand everything you are saying because you make it sound so easy…But my current teacher, well..He gives migraines.” I looked at him.

“Why not swing by my hotel room, I can tutor you.”

“Would you do that?” I asked, “Won’t it be a drag for you?”

“Before I became a professor, I taught kids in high schools. I love being a teacher.” He put his hand on my shoulder, giving it a tight squeeze. A devilish smirk appeared on my face, before putting up my innocent face. He gave me his address.

“You are awesome, professor Sunray,” I said and used this as an excuse to hug him. I could hear him chuckle as he patted my head. He was about to say something, but then he suddenly let go,” Can you students stop giving me that perverted look!” The students turned their heads back to their books and studies. Except for this one woman, who gave a check sign with her hand towards mr. Sunray who gave her an unbelievable look.

”Ship it.” She said.

“You go to the lab,” Nardo said, his eyes still fixated on the woman. He gave her a strange look while he gave me a slight push towards the right direction.

I walked towards the lab and I could see Sakura and Suigetsu wait for me. I walked towards them before nodding.

“No waayyy~” Sakura looked amazed, “how?”

“Tie,” I said, “And I will tie him up with that same tie.” I satisfied and rather creepy look appeared in my eyes.

“Wow, I might actually be a little turned on right now.” Suigetsu joked, “At least once a week you look bangable.”

“Thank you,” I said, as I ran my hand through my hair.

“So what are you going to wear?” Sakura asked as she walked in the lab while we followed her.

“I think I will just grab an outfit from Izuna-”

“I meant under,” She had this perverted look for a mere second, “Didn’t you own some sexy undies?”

“I do..But I don’t know how to wear them.” I said, “Besides, I got them as jokes. Suigetsu bought one of them!” I pointed at him accusingly.

“Everybody laughed. It was a great gift. Also useful now, ain’t it?” Suigetsu asked.

“….I never put it on. It is like this black rope all around you..I don’t know how to get in there.” I frowned, “maybe I should ask Izuna?”

“Or maybe you should order something very sexy.” Sakura seemed awfully amused.

“He said he liked being a teacher. Now that I think about it-”

“Sexy schoolgirl uniform! Amazing idea,” Suigetsu said.

“I was going to say white shirt with a tie and black pants.” I said, “I can put my glasses on.”

“Boring! Schoolgirl uniform was better.” Suigetsu said.

“I am with him,” Sakura commented.

“Wait fuck…Tomorrow is Saturday.” I frowned, “I promised Itachi’s boyfriend to be at home base.”

“Why?”

“Because they have a sweet ass shooting range and I could use it if I was going to help him demonstrate a few techniques for these newbies.” I threw my head back, and groaned, “I will be all sweaty and how weird would be if I brought sexy underwear with me.”

“Can’t you cancel? This is bang crush,” Sakura said.

“I know…But it would be too suspicious.”

“No, no, this is actually good. What is hotter than this fella sweating in shorts.” Suigetsu said pointing at me with his thumb, “ Sweaty Sasuke in short army pants, fishnet stockings, boots and a black tank top. Even I would turn gay.”

“Turn gay or are gay.” Sakura jokes.

“I am not sure about you, but when I sweat..I stink.”

“Don’t sweat, just be wet,” Sakura said.

“It is like 3 degrees celsius outside,” I folded my arms.

“For bang crush!” They both said.

“For bang crush!” I clenched a fist, speaking about bang crush. Seems he just arrived. I looked up and at that very moment the only thing on my mind was that I was going to bang him..I was going to bang him hard. I couldn’t surpass that smile on my face. I was so close.

“Hey, blondie, will you pay some attention?” Nardo snapped his fingers, “Yes, I can say that I am blond too.”

I turned my head to the seat next to the window, where Naruto was sitting. I saw him give this arrogant and annoyed look to Nardo. I didn’t know his kind face could even make that look.

“Am I talking to the walls or something?” Nardo asked.

“Pretty sure you were talking to Uchiha over there.” He rolled his eyes from Nardo to me. I narrowed my eyes.

“Is that so? Because it appears to me you are the one who is daydreaming.” He indicated with his head towards me. Daydreaming or planning my death? I guess the second one was more realistic. Naruto looked away and he frowned slightly.

“Owwh, do the two lovers have to sort some fight out?!” Ino said loudly.

“Pff…As if.” I leaned my head on my hand and rolled my eyes, automatically exhaling. I questioned myself what it was about Naruto that actually had made me like him. It certainly wasn’t this behavior. If he could just back off.

“Wait, hold on a sec. Dattebayo!” I turned my head to Naruto, uninterested. “Really, fucking kidding me, this is coming from the same fucked up guy that begged me to fuck him after like..Two light beers.”

My eyes widened. I have done a bunch of humiliating shit in my life, but this was by far the worst. I heard a few classmates whistling and ‘ow-ing’. All I could feel was the heartbreak in my heart and the shame. I could feel my eyes burn from the tears appearing in them. A part of me wanted to stand up and just get the fuck away from this fucking lab, this fucking class, and that fucking Naruto. It was the wisest thing to do before I would do something I regret. This was the mature way to go, even though I was furious.

I got up and I grabbed my bag from the ground, heading for the door.

“Right, because that is what you are good at. Walking away.” Naruto said.

I remained standing not even two steps away from my seat. Yes…Today WASN’T the day I was going to do the mature thing. I threw my bag on the ground. I was going to slaughter him. I shouldn’t be the only one suffering. He should! I wanted to hit him, punch him in his pretty blue eyes, break his nose, break his bones!

“You fucker!” I shouted at Naruto while Suigetsu tried to push me back, and I didn’t mean to hurt him when my body moved on its own and kicked him in the kneecap, landing him on the ground.

“Calm down!” I got grabbed from behind and no it wasn’t some brave guy who figured he was strong enough to hold me back from severely injuring Naruto. It was Haruno fucking Sakura. I wanted to roll her over my shoulder, so she would let go of me, but she was a step ahead of me. Not sure if she predicted my move, or learned what I was capable of during Military camp. Either way, she did the right thing to stop me from going to jail for assault or even murder at this point. Which was throwing my body over the table and onto the ground. I was too angry to even think clearly of how to soften my landing. As I slid over the table I fell right on the ground, I could only remember hearing the loud sound of my head hitting the ground and the immense headache that followed. I felt my body get raised from the ground, held into somebody’s arms. I opened my eyes half, hearing the professor shout my name a couple of times. Was he scolding me? His voice was getting vague, my vision was blurred and turned black.

Oxoxxoxoxoxoxo

I was standing in the corner of a white room. For the most part, it was empty except for the mattress on the ground. I turned around and saw a door, with a small window in it. I tried opening it, but it was locked. I looked through the window inside a hallway. It seemed familiar like I have been there before, but this room..I couldn’t tell where I knew it from. I turned myself around and blinked twice seeing suddenly somebody sitting in the corner of the room. Long hair, covering the face, one big white shirt that reached the person’s knees. I could hear a repeating ‘bonk’ from the head hitting the wall at the same pace as a second from a clock.

“Hey….” I didn’t approach the person right away, “where are we?” I asked. The stranger started whispering and I frowned. I got closer until and kneeled down. It was then I could tell the person was a woman.

“What did you say?” I asked, “speak up.” I added as my hand reached for the hair fallen all over her face. I shoved it aside, it felt familiar. Too familiar. The moment I could see the eyes..Those eyes…That crazy look. I knew right away who she was. “Mom,” I said. She didn’t respond, she was hugging her knees, tighter, hitting her head harder against the wall.

“No, no, mom, don’t.” I put my hand between her head and the wall, “don’t, don’t, stop!” I grabbed her face so she was forced to look at me and stop hurting herself. “Mom, it is me. I am your little boy.” I stroked her cheeks, they were wet. Her eyes looked around, searching for something. She was muttering something, but I couldn’t tell what she was saying.

“Mommy,” I whispered. Seeing her like this…No wonder Itachi-nii never allowed me to come near the…Mental institute… I looked around me. “No….No…,” I whispered. I turned my head to the door. I got pushed to the ground and I looked up meeting her eyes.

“Die! Die! Die!” Her hands were wrapped around my throat, putting all her weight on it. I gasped for air holding her wrists. I couldn’t breathe, I couldn’t breathe! I pushed her off and gasped for air.

“No. Not again!” I was panting as I rolled on my side, tilting myself up from the ground. She was standing next to the door. “NOT AGAIN!” I screamed. “I can’t take it…I can’t take this ANYMORE!” I walked backward until my back hit the wall. I slit to the ground and hugged my legs tightly. I wanted to cry, I was crying, but tears weren’t rolling down my cheeks. Nothing was. The pressure in my heart didn’t get lighter. “Just kill me…Just fucking kill me already.” I whimpered as I looked up to meet her eyes, “I can’t do this…I can’t.” I hit the back of my head against the wall. I couldn’t take this pain, this sorrow, this guilt.

The door got smacked open and two guys dressed in white appeared in the room.

“Told you he was going to crack.”

“He is weak”

“Useless”

“Fucked-up.” They both grabbed me on each arm and I looked down at my wrists, I was handcuffed…But I couldn’t remember when…When did I get handcuffed? Where did my mother go?! I looked around the room, my eyes desperately trying to find her. She was nowhere to be found. I looked at my feet, they were shackled and I seemed to be wearing nothing but a long white shirt.

“My mother where is she?” I asked and turned my head to the man on the right.

“Pff..He is at it again.” He talked to his co-worker.

“Always the same story. Hey, psychopath, if you want any family visiting you, you might consider trying to kill yourself after visiting hours.”

“Family…Visiting hours?” I looked at the man on the left. “Where are you taking me? Where am I!?” I tried to fight back. “Let me go! Let me go! I am not crazy! I don’t belong here!” I shouted.

“That is what they all say.”

“I didn’t try to kill my own son!” I shouted, “I am nothing like my mother!”

“Of course you aren’t. You killed her like you killed your father like you killed that innocent man.” My eyes widened.

“I didn’t..That man wasn’t innocent! He was a stalker, obsessed freak! He killed my father, he caused my mother to become crazy!” They opened a door and threw me in a room. “I didn’t do anything wrong! It was a self-defence!” One man pinned me on the ground and gave me an injection. I screamed and tried to fight back, but I felt my body going numb. I laid on my back, looking at the dark ceiling. Everything was made out of this soft material. The floor, the walls…The roof…There was nothing in the room.

“The faster you accept it, the less painful it gets, murderer.” I turned my head to the door.

“Will you finish up?”

“Of course.” One of them left, leaving one behind. He walked up to me, kneeled next to my face.

“I am not crazy…” I whispered. I could see a devious smirk on his face before he took his cap off. My eyes widened. There he stood…The man that had ruined my entire life. The stalker, the killer, the freak.

“You are.” He said, I looked at his forehead, there was a bullet wound there. Blood dripping over his face. When did that appear? I couldn’t keep up.

“You are.” I saw my father stand behind the guy.

“No.No..” I closed my eyes and turned my head away, “This isn’t real…No..No..I am not crazy.” I bit my bottom lip.

“You are.” My eyes snapped open, seeing my mother next to me, holding a kitchen knife.

“No, no, Mommy, no! NO!”

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I saw a bright light shine in my eye and could see the silhouette of my mother. Her face was blurry, but I could see the shape of the eyes, the shape of the face and her long hair tied into a ponytail.

“NO! NO!” I screamed I got up, my head bumped into her and my hand reached for whatever my hand could grab at such short time. I held a night lamp and I smashed it on her head. She fell on the ground and I heard screaming. Everything was blurry, I could only see the color white around me. My breathing became faster. I had to flee, I had to escape from this mental institute. I tried to escape, but I got pushed down on the bed.

“Quick grab me the syringe!”

“No, don’t!”

Security was off guard by whoever was shouting. I used the opportunity to wrap my leg around his neck and push my torso, causing the man to fall on the ground. I raised my fist punching him in the face. Once. Twice..Trice. Somebody grabbed me from my back and I quickly stepped on the person’s toes before pushing my elbow in his guts and throwing him over my shoulder right against the wall. I heard glass shatter I looked down at a big piece. I managed to see myself. My bangs were fallen over my face.My face had some plasters, but I wasn’t paying attention to that. I was looking at the crazy eyes…Those crazy eyes.

I shut my eyes and grabbed that piece of glass from the ground. I stood up and I needed a moment to regain my balance. I looked up and saw the image of two blurry people, both in white, suddenly back away from the entrance. The man who held the syringe threw it on the ground, holding his hands up, just like the woman did. My grip around that piece of mirror tightened. I could feel drops of blood fall on the ground. I took one step towards the door but stopped seeing somebody appear. I couldn’t make much of it…Perhaps it was Minato? Had he sent me here? My hand tightened further around the mirror.

“Sasuke…” I looked confused. That sounded like Naruto.

“Sasuke, it’s alright.” He didn’t approach me.

“See these black thing in my hand?” I nodded. “These are your glasses. Now don’t be shocked. You are in the hospital, a medical hospital, your head hit the ground and you fainted. You have been out for like two hours.” I blinked a few times. “It is alright, you’re scared, I get that. Dattebayo.” I could see his arm reach out to me. “But I am here, and I won’t let anything happen to you. Alright?” He took a few steps closer. “Now drop the glass. You don’t need a weapon. I am here to protect you.” He said calmly ad he approached me slowly. I looked at the piece of mirror in my hand, it was covered in blood. I dropped it on the ground at the exact moment I felt Naruto’s hand on my waist. I could see him clearly now.

“Naruto.,” I whispered and he gave me his warm smile before putting the glasses on my face.

“It’s me,” He said. I smiled, I felt pathetic at this moment. “Come on, breath slowly. In…And out.” He said. I didn’t listen to him, I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him close to me.

“I was so scared. I was so scared!” I repeated myself. He stroked my back. “I was at this mental institute, she was there, she wanted to kill me! They were all there! All of them!” I kept rambling on and on. I couldn’t let go of him. I didn’t want to be separated from him. I felt safe, for once. I felt safe.

“It was a dream.” He said.

“It felt so real.” My voice was soft and pathetic on so many levels. I shut my eyes and I felt him hold me tighter. “She was here, I saw her.” I could feel Naruto stiffen slightly. He opened his mouth to say something but exhaled uncomfortably.

“That wasn’t ‘her’.” I could hear from his voice that he didn’t know I was referring to my mother. I slowly opened my eyes and turned my head to look behind me. My heart stopped beating when I saw Itachi-nii. I saw a broken lamp on the ground and the blood dripping from the wound on his head to his face wasn’t lying. I hurt my own brother. My body was shaking and my already heavy heart managed to become worse.

“Sasuke, breath in..And out.” I didn’t notice the hyperventilation until Naruto pointed out I had to breathe slowly in and out.

“I fucked up…,” I whispered. I couldn’t look at Itachi without feeling the guilt eat me from the inside.

“You should lay down.” I heard Itachi’s voice say. He sounded like his usual self, not angry…Or emotional. My grip around Naruto tightened again.

“You should, Sasuke. You had quite the hit on your head.” Naruto agreed.

“You…You are not going to transport me to a mental institute, are you?” I only was making it worse on me by looking at Itachi.

“Never.” He responded.

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“Look who woke up,” I opened my eyes and looked at Naruto. It seemed he hadn’t left my side. I couldn’t help but crack a smile. I sat up and looked around the room. Had I been dreaming? I looked at the bandage around my hand. I was disappointed, turns out it was real.

“So, Itachi had gotten the neuro scans back. You had a slight concussion, but you’re fine. Dattebayo.”

“He told you?” I asked, “How is he?”

“They had to glue it, but he is fine. A bit light headed but said because he saw my ugly face and puked twice thanks to it, Dattebayo!” He laughed, rubbing the back of his head.

“What are you doing here? Why are you trying to cheer me up? Why-”

“Because it is my fault.” He interrupted me, “I was angry. I wasn’t thinking straight and yes…This is all my fault.”

“My fucked-up mind is not your fault. It is like genetics or some shit.”

“No, what I said. It was bad, there is no way around it. It was a low blow and…I… I just still have growing up to do.”

“In my defense, it wasn’t the light beers. I hadn’t eaten all day. Also, I don’t drink that much-”

“You don’t have to defend yourself. Because honestly…I was tempted.” He had this little smug smile.

“What stopped you, my ugly face?” He cocked his head by my comment.

“No….It is because I care about you. I mean if you were a random guy I met at the bar. By all means, I would have done it in a bathroom stall.” He shook his head, “Putting that aside-”

“I want to know one thing.” I interrupted him, “Why do you care about me, so much?” He opened his mouth and I pushed my finger against his lips, “Don’t give me that ‘because we are friends’ speech or some shit. I will smack you with a nightlight. Believe me, I practiced.”

“Because…You are like a brother to me, dattebayo.” I felt ‘trolled’.

“Bitch, you don’t even have brothers. You don’t know jack shit about how a brotherly bond feels.”

“Fair enough!…I am witnessing you making the biggest mistake of your life, and yes…I don’t want you to get hurt, or regret it. I want to stop you from making that mistake. But you aren’t listening, you are never listening. So….Yes…I was pissed.”

“Pffff.” I laughed, turning my head away from Naruto before looking at him, “It sounds more like you regret something. I guess you made the wrong choice during Halloween.”

“Funny!” He said, shaking his head.

“But really Naruto. I might not have a dad to look after me, but I have five brothers. You don’t have to take that responsibility.”

“Are they taking care of you or are you taking care of them?” I was about to open my mouth to say something, “Because I recall you beating up somebody who tried to hurt Obito, carried a drunk Maddy to his room, always forgive Itachi for neglecting you, cleaning Izuna’s shit up and dealing with the terrible girlfriend choice of Shisui.”

“But I am fine, besides they do tons of things for me too. So, I will release you from your self-proclaimed daddy role.”

“Yeah, I heard from Izuna you accidently called Suké dad.”

“One time! I was sleeping! Besides, this has nothing to do with the professor,” I said. He smiled and his finger poked my cheek.

“Whatever. Go get him, tiger.” He sat back in the chair, kicking himself towards the window.

“Knock-knock.” I turned my head to the door and smiled, seeing Nardo. “How are you feeling?” He asked as he got in the room.

“Not bad, but my head hurts quite a lot.” I got on my elbows, “Aah, my mom used to give me a kiss against the pain, though I doubt it would work this time.” I put up my sweetest face.

“Owh, you poor little boy.” He approached the bed and laid the rose from the gift shop on the counter.

“You son of a bitch!” I screamed, suddenly feeling Naruto above me.

“My mother is dead! Show some respect!”I shouted.

“You son of a dead bitch! Dattebayo! Not even two seconds and you are back at it!” He shouted.

“You told me to get him. You said that 3 seconds ago!” I shouted back.

“I will punch you in that pretty face!” He shouted, “I was indicating for you to do the right thing! Which is listening to me!”

“Fuck Naruto, I thought you were just like your father, but you seem to be just like your mother!”

“It seems you’re lacking good beating from your mother!”

“Teenagers…They are the worse with oxytocin involved.” He scratched his cheek.

“You should shut up! Dattebayo!” Naruto hissed.

“Hey, don’t talk to Bang Crush like that!” I grabbed Naruto by his collar while he a gripped on mine.

“Bang…What?” Nardo looked confused

“Don’t you dare act innocent. Fucking lab coats hanging everywhere and you give this fucker your shirt?”

“I hate to break it to you, professor, but you did look at the ecchi picture.” I said, “Don’t worry. Together we will make an entire album.” I winked, but then got head bumped by Naruto.I hissed in pain.

“Keep it in your pants, bastard!” He shouted.

“Hey mate, so I heard you knocked urself out and then had PTSD moment. I figured the least I could do is visit the person who hit my boyfriend with a lamp and gets away with it.” Suké walked inside and didn’t even look around the room, “what did you get yourself into. Blondie, get the fuck off him.” with one pull he pulled Naruto off me.

“Suké? Nightsky…Suké?” Suké looked up and his expression blanked. He dropped his bag and ran to the door, though it was his bad luck Itachi just happened to block it.

“Honey, what is going on?“ Itachi asked. I could see a plaster on his head and I felt guilty again.

“Uhm..Ah..Uhm..” He turned his head back and then back at Itachi, “Remember that jackass ex of mine. Waldo the idiot. Yeah…Turns out he is Waldo.” Suké pointed behind him.

“Uhm..I am professor Sunray, but you can call me Nardo.” He said.

“Wait…Professor Sunray? Otouto, he is your bang crush.” Itachi stated.

“Ooh~ So Sasuke’s bang crush is Suké’s ex who is now Sasuke’s brother’s boyfriend. How ironic.” Naruto seemed amused.

“What in a hell is a bang crush?” Nardo looked confused and then looked back at Suké, “Why are you running away from me. I have been searching-”

“Owh, naff off!” Suké interrupted Nardo, “You married that nobody and have not one, but two brats with her. The same fucking year you begged me to come to you.”

“I have been trying to explain-”

“You promised to come back in two years, but you never did!”

“No bitch, I said I would come back when I got my bachelor….I ain’t got no bachelor because I quit the moment I hear you married-…I don’t even know her name!”

The argument heated and I Naruto sat next to me in the bed.

“Are you following this?” Naruto whispered.

“Yeah…So turns out Nardo is not over Suké, but Suké has finally moved on with niisan. But he is still angry at Nardo, for breaking his heart.” I whispered.

“I am…I am not sure what is going on.” Itachi sat on the edge of the bed. He looked from his boyfriend to…Well, his boyfriend’s ex.

“I think this is foreplay.” Naruto joked.

“Yeah definitely. Fanfiction rule. When an argument gets heated, one of them will get roughly kissed and pressed against the wall.”

“Otouto…Why didn’t you bang the bang crush…At least he would have been away from my boyfriend.”

“Yeaaahhh…..Y’know what…Now…That I know Suké has tapped that first…Well..I think the bang crush is gone.”

“Fucking finally.” Naruto turned his head towards me. I saw Suké grab Nardo by his collar.

“HEY!” Itachi raised his voice.

“I am going to punch him!” Suké said.

“Owh, alright. For a moment I thought the two of you were going to make out.” Itachi crossed his legs.

“I…I am going take that…I don’t have to return your tie no more?” I interrupted them.

“What is that brat doing with your tie?” Suké looked furious.

“Owh, jeez, I was only trying to get in his pants for a month.”

“You were what?!” Nardo looked shocked.

“My god, you really have a type.” Suké shook his head, “bang your own blond!”

“Oh well, guess we got to listen.” Naruto wrapped his arm around me.

“Get your hands off him.” I heard Itachi say.

“Right..” Naruto removed his hand and cleared his throat, “Aren’t you…Feeling a little afraid of losing Suké to Nardo?”

“Naruto, look at me. Really look at me. What do I have to fear?” Itachi asked.

“Nothing..” Naruto scratched his cheeks.

“Indeed. He hurts, he is dead. I will make sure of that. I will fake his death and I will get away with it.” Itachi didn’t seem too worried.

“Nah… Sasuke? I think I have a bang crush.” I smacked Naruto in the face.

“Fuck to the no,” I said and I heard him laugh.

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