Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ See Me For Who I Am! ❯ Deceiving one’s enemy ( Chapter 7 )

See Me For Who I Am

 

 

I'm BAAAA~AAAAAACK!! Missed me?? Lol. Probably not as much as the story…XD

Well, anyways, very late, I know, and I'm very sorry to say that I wasn't able to update it sooner because of exams and the bad internet problem, and questions as to how to continue it, but whatever!! I completed the chapter anyways, right? Well, here you all are!! Chapter 7!!

 

Again, THANKYOU ONCE AGAIN FOR THE WONDERFUL REVIEWS!

 

Summary: Yaoi. Naruto lives a double life in Konoha. He isn't as stupid as people take him for. Sasuke and Naruto were in a relationship, but Sasuke did something stupid, and they break up later. Naruto leaves Konoha afterwards, without his friends knowing. When he returns, he's changed, but as beautiful as ever. Slowly, everyone in Konoha sees him in a new light. Naruto is attracting trouble without even knowing. What is our blonde ninja to do?

 

A/N: If you don't like to read about guys making out or doing `stuff' then you may leave or flame me to your hearts content.

 

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. I wish I did though. But if I did I bet it'd be all screwed up.

 

Pairings: At the beginning it's Sasu/Naru, Mia/Sasu. Later, it would be Ita/Naru and one-sided people/Naru. You can decide/vote if you like (But don't give your hopes up…it's REALLY likely to be Ita/Naru XD).

 

Note: any questions, please don't hesitate to ask me.

 

A/N: Uhhh… I forgot to mention, but I think you all should know, that in Lightning Country right now it's in the late evening, and in Konoha it's early afternoon. I don't know the time for sure but I like it like this, so yeah.

 

WARNING: Yaoi, as I said earlier, and some major OOC with some characters. I'm trying to get them into character as best as I can… which isn't really saying much.

 

 

“Talking”

`Thinking'

-Expressions-

Kyuubi talking

 

 

 

Previously:

 

Itachi finally stopped his assault to Naruto's body when he too needed air, and when Naruto bit his tongue.

 

“-Pant-pant- What the FUCK do you think you're doing -pant-, Uchiha?”

 

Itachi, drunk and unable to make sense of what was going on other than the feeling of the wonderful sensation that is Naruto, stumbled on his words, but a grin appeared on his face nonetheless.

 

“I'm kissing you, you dumbass. What does it look like? After all, I think it's fair since YOU kissed ME earlier.”

 

“Kyo… you traitor… you sick bastard! I'm going to fucking hunt you down… and give you a taste hell…”

 

Unknown to the only survivor, he was being watched and observed the entire time by cold, calculating eyes.

 

`Orochimaru-sama will be very pleased… Akuryou no Ryuichi-kun…'

 

Chapter Seven: Deceiving one's enemy

 

Lightning Country Hotel

 

Naruto's P.O.V.

 

Let's see. How shall we all begin this? Well, for starters, I'm on a really comfy bed, sticky from sweat, in a really uncomfortable position and can barely breathe. You'd THINK I'm having a good time, but lo and behold, it's not what you think. If you're wondering why, then I guess I shouldn't let you sit and guess because you'd never get it. Even if you thought about it, you wouldn't give it a second thought, because it's THAT unbelievable. Give up? Well, I have a drunk and horny Uchiha on top of me. Well? Did you see that coming? Probably not, so… Lucky me!

 

I am currently glaring daggers and fireballs at him, with no affect what so ever. I guess I shouldn't expect one, because he and his brother are the kings of glaring daggers and ice and whatnot after all. My arms are being currently secured and held apart by Itachi's own hands, and trying to kick the man off won't do, because as light and lean as he looks, he proves to be one heavy bastard, trapping both my legs under his own weight.

 

What to do what to do… and there he goes again, kissing me. There is no way in hell am I going to let you get that tongue in my mouth buddy!

 

He's trying hard to make me open my mouth, and I can't help but smirk. He notices that and seems irritated by it. Oops.

 

AHH!! The bastard is grinding my semi hard-on!! I hear myself moaning like a bitch in heat… can you blame me? Shit! That tongue is all over my mouth… and… oh damn… he still tastes like alcohol… what the hell is it? Damn… sooooo good…

 

Wait!! I can't do this!! This is SO wrong! I JUST dumped Sasuke, and now I'm going for his BROTHER!? I'm not some sort of slut that whores over Uchihas!

 

And so, the struggle continues. And the heavy body tightens his hold to my arms and… produced two pairs of ropes…? Where the hell did those come from? Huh?! There's TWO Itachis!?!?

 

Damn! The appearance of the new Itachi, who I shall dub Itachi #2, is tying one of my arms, and the one on top of me is helping him… this can be exactly described as rape!!!

 

Okay. So tying ropes does not take long, and the Itachi on top of me gets off to inspect his work and grinning the freaky happy grin that only Itachi can pull off. -Shudder- Damn, that's scary…

 

And then the stripping starts. The man begins by slowly unbuttoning his expensive shirt… and let it slips down to his elbows… Stupid Itachi… showing off his flawless pale chest and dusty brown nipples and hard pecs and cute belly button and low riding pan-

 

Shit. I'm drooling. And I feel myself getting harder. And this is starting to get REALLY uncomfortable right now…

 

The other Itachi, who I know is a clone -having two Itachi's in the world, no matter how hot it is, is super scary and would mean the end of the world- takes the place of the original and climbs on top of me, showing the same lustful gaze as the original gave me, and kisses me chastely, almost as if he were shy, but that's just wrong. I found myself wanting to have more of those soft, pale delicious lips, and so I leaned closer as the clone pulls himself farther back until I can't reach him, because of the damn ropes. The bastard was playing with me all along!

 

Embarrassed and annoyed, I feel myself blushing and growling at the damn, smirking clone. I look away from him to my side but then he's right back on top of me, fingers gripping my jaw to turn my head back to his direction so he presses his lips harshly against mine roughly, kissing me senseless, like the original did before. Okay you damn clone. I'll forgive you… For now…

 

God… I can barely breathe… having one Itachi making out with me and the other one watching is pretty hot and stuff, but I wished he wouldn't put most of his weight on me… Wait… What the… where do you think your hands are going? Oh. You're taking off my shirt. Well, ripping it since my arms are tied up. Damn, I actually like that shirt too… You owe me you damn clone. And now my shoes are gone, followed by my pants and finally, my underwear. If it weren't for these damn ropes I think I'd be kicking some ass and then running out of here…

 

Shit. In my relationship with Sasuke, I was always seme. In the past, I was uke only once, and it's been so long, I may as well be a virgin all over again, with where this is going I KNOW I won't able to sit for a while…

 

Ahhh! The bastard clone grasped onto my hard on, gripping it tightly and slowly moving up and down, up and down, up and down…Fuck!! It's so hot… I'm so horny now if I don't have something ramming up my ass in 10 seconds I will surely kill both clone and original!

 

Wait! Itachi #2!! Where the hell do you think you're going?!! Come back and finish what you started bastard!! Oh wait. The real Itachi is back, pulling Itachi #2 off me and climbing on the bed, all nude and sweaty and hard and ready for some action. Oh damn… can I get any harder? He's crawling slowly towards me from the end of the bed… and no more thoughts came into my mind as I was blown away into oblivion for the rest of the night until dawn by the best lover(s) I've ever had. (1)

 

Enter Lemon…

 

As though watching him climb towards me on all four wasn't hot enough, the man leers at me above my navel, and his face disappears as he presses himself against my stomach, kissing me, smelling me, licking me, murmuring to himself words that I couldn't discern. Even if I could, I wouldn't have cared about it anyways since at that moment I was completely oblivious to anything around me, just feeling and focusing on that warm tongue, the hot mouth, and what it was doing to my stomach was all that I needed, since the area was one of the most sensitive parts of my body.

 

Itachi must have known, for when I actually had enough sense to watch what he was doing, I saw his little smirk, and when he looked up at me, I can see that in his clouded eyes, beneath the drunkenness and lust, he knew what he was in control, knew what he was doing, knows what the effects he had on me, and he loved it. I, on the other hand, hate him for it.

 

The clone did not like it when Itachi pushed him away, and to be left out. I could tell because after watching Itachi molest my torso, he couldn't seem to take it anymore, so he stripped down to nothing and approached the side of the bed so his face was next to mine. We both watched as Itachi moved from my bell button towards my hips, nipping, sucking, and scratching me he moves down ever so slowly, leaving me crying out lightly, moaning, and bucking my hips, demanding him to focus his interest on the part that needed the most attention NOW.

 

I wasn't aware of the clone watching me, as I cried, sweated ever so slightly, and breathed heavily, my face becoming slightly flushed, lips parted, eyes half closed and filled with need and want.

 

I didn't know when I closed my eyes, but when I felt something very hot, wet, and tight envelop my length, my eyes shot wide open and I screamed, or tried to, as the clone pressed his lips harshly against mine, swallowing my scream and moaned himself, as if he too can feel and taste the pleasure I feel. I felt more than saw Itachi smirk around my penis, since I had Itachi #2 blocking my view, but I didn't mind.

 

When I screamed, the clone quickly thrusted his tongue inside my mouth, touching my own tongue, my teeth, anywhere he can reach. I was too happy enough to have some sort of distraction from the man moving slowly up and down my length, trying my hardest not to come. My tongue was moving against his, trying to push it out so that I may get a chance to taste his own mouth too, but then the idea disappeared as soon as I thought about it, for the clone decided that kissing wasn't enough, and began roaming his one hand around my chest, brushing past my already hard nipples, found one, and pinched.

 

I gasped, breaking the kiss, and bucking further into the warm mouth as the clone continued to pinch and twist my nipple, then located my neck and started to suck and bite that too.

 

Soon the room was filled with only my gasps and moans, as Itachi allowed me to keep thrusting in his mouth, and the clone starts paying the other neglected nipple the same attention as what he did to the other. I was in heaven, and nearly came too as Itachi deep throated me, making me scream and he in turn groaned, and I felt the vibration all around me.

 

Sadly, as the ass hole pulled away before I can thrust one more time in order to come. I looked passed the black head abusing my chest that was covered with bite marks and light scratches, to focus on the man that left me as hard as a rock, all swollen and leaking with precum, which the man licked up as it leaked through the slit, looking proud of himself and smirking as he looked at his work, me looking all flushed, needy, and oh so fuckable at that moment. But still, he didn't move. I can see that he's just as hard as me, but he didn't touch himself, or me for that matter. Just watched as his clone continued to leave marks on my chest with his wonderful mouth. I was getting irritated.

 

“Hey jack ass, if you REALLY want to be proud of something, how about accomplishing the task of making me come? I think you'd do better in life if you don't do a half assed job!”

 

At this point, even the clone stopped and looked at me. Itachi looked at the clone, deep in thought and then at me. The clone looked behind him to Itachi, and as though they shared some sort of mind link, for no words passed between them, Itachi smirked, pulled the clone towards himself, and started a very hot and passionate make out session with his clone, while I watched, mouth open, fascinated by the display in front of me.

 

THAT was when I realized, they left me alone, and purposely taunting me as I watched them touch each other, moaning as they did so, grinding their hard on to one another and grabbing handfuls of the other's ass. I was leaking precum profusely, getting very turned on by the display. It wasn't everyday that you see a very hot person make out with their complete twin, or look a like. Even so, I highly doubt anyone can be as hot as this, Itachi making out with his mirror image, moaning my name, pinching the other's nipples while the other hand grabbed a fistful of the other's hair, pulling it to one side as he sucked on the pale neck, watching me the entire time…

 

Wait. He was calling my name. Well, moaning it, but it's just as hot…

 

I stared. And continued watching the beautiful display, watching and staring back into gorgeous eyes, dark and cloudy like an unsettled night, just before a storm… it looked as though Itachi was what they call the calm before a storm, for he looked as though he's about to erupt…

 

Still staring at me, Itachi quickly spun the clone around so he was on his hands and knees, and Itachi started grinding himself between the clone's ass, gasping and finally breaking eye contact with me as he closed his eyes and savored the feeling.

 

It was beautiful. I wanted to join them. Be one with them.

 

I didn't know whether I said this out loud or not, but then Itachi let the clone go, and climbed back on top of me, brushing his hard on even so lightly against mine, but to me it felt as though he was grazing a match against me, causing me to gasp and pull away slightly.

 

He began untying one of my hands as the clone untied the other. The process didn't take long so once I was free I was quickly yanked from lying on my back to being pressed against a hard, smooth chest, crying out slightly as I was also pressing my hard on to Itachi's thighs and his pressed on my stomach, him still being taller than me and all.

 

I was quickly engaged in a tongue war with Itachi, feeling myself press further into him, groaning the entire time. A minute or so later (or it could have been more since it's easy to lose track of time when you're in a middle of something as hot as this), I felt Itachi #2 press his dick to my ass, rubbing it against my cheeks, moaning louder than me.

 

That was when I started to panic. I haven't ever been fucked dry and unprepared before, not to mention I haven't had anyone fuck MY ass in a long time, which practically makes me a virgin all over again.

 

Because I was starting to freak out, I stopped the mouth-to-mouth activity with Irachi, which seemed to irritate him a bit so he looked to see what was up. Looking more sober now, I guess he can tell why I was distressed, and once again, communicated with the clone with just one look, and in they nodded as one.

 

All of a sudden, Itachi filled me on my hands and knees so I was face to face with a cock that I was not acquainted with yet. My eyes looked up to see the clone looking at me without any expressions on his face, and when I turned my head around I can see Itachi giving me his drunken, scary smile again.

 

I felt my head being pushed down and my hips being raised. Soon my lips were touching the tips of Itachi #2's dick and I felt him shudder. And I couldn't help but like to see that happening again, because it's still so very new to me how human Itachi really is, and seeing him shudder is a precious sight indeed.

 

And so, I opened my mouth, and swallowed as much as I can, and whatever I couldn't reach I grasped onto with one of my hands, while behind me, I felt my cheeks part and felt something long, wet and oh so hot start to tease my cherry. I shuddered.

 

I don't know if you can picture this or not, but I know if I were in a third person's view, I think this picture would have been so sexy people would kill one another to have one. I know I would, as weird as that sounds.

 

And so, I started to suck the cock long and hard, my hand moving slowly up and down roughly, causing Itachi #2 to hiss with pleasure. It was all very hot, and getting hotter still as I felt that tongue try to go deeper inside my tight passage and felt Itachi sigh, whether because he was imagining what it was like to ram his cock hard inside my practically virgin ass, or because he liked what he saw, and that's me sucking his twin. Either way, it was a good sigh so I continued what I was doing, trying my best to try and make the clone come while ignoring the tongue trying to explore inside my ass.

 

Slowly but surely I added teeth to my doings, scraping it ever so slightly along the length, one hand still pumping him, and the other fondling his ball sac. Not once did he try to choke me by thrusting in my mouth, which made me wonder was I doing a bad job until I felt the hand that was still hold my head in place push my down a bit bore, and tugged my hair a bit harder. I smirked.

 

I went up, and down, up, swirled my tongue along the tip, and down, scraping my teeth a long the way causing him to moan and clutched my hair even tighter if possible.

 

Soon I got myself in a rhythm by sucking as I went up the length, and scraping my teeth as I went down, my hand doing the opposite to what my mouth was doing, causing more friction and more sounds from Itachi #2. The sounds were getting to me, and I nearly came when I heard the clone screamed since I scraped his cock a bit too hard, not that he minded, but he was practically delirious from all the pleasure and I was proud of myself because I knew it was my doing.

 

Lost in my own world, still savoring the scream that was made by the clone, I wasn't aware of the tongue that was thrusting my ass disappear, until I felt a bigger, harder object pushing my entrance. Before I realized what it was, it was shoved quickly and roughly in me that I pulled away and screamed at the top of my lungs, something neither the clone nor the original did to stop it.

 

I felt tears running down my cheeks, but I didn't care. It hurt! No matter how much time Itachi took to prepare me, it would always hurt.

 

The clone pulled my head to meet his, and kissed me, rough and passionately. I knew that Itachi wasn't the type to show compassion to people, not even when I came to sex, I realized, but then I guess he has his own way to express how apologetic he feels, even though he doesn't say so. He doesn't move, and neither do I. I feel him breathing slowly and heavily, feel him watching as his clone kissed me, lick away my tears, try to calm me down, and I felt his need to move as he grips my hips with bruising force and a small thrust. I gasp.

 

Steadying myself, not feeling too much pain anymore, I pushed backwards, feeling him go deeper in me, if that were possible, and I shudder with delight.

 

One more kiss from the clone, and I felt my head being pushed down towards his cock as Itachi pulls out slowly, and slam all the way back in, making the bed creak, and I scream, though muffled by the muscle in my mouth.

 

For a while, it hurt. I knew Itachi was trying to find my special spot, but at the same time, he was pleasuring himself too. I was crying silently again, but I tried to distract myself by focusing on the cock in my mouth, and how to pleasure the clone until I heard HIM scream like how they made me.

 

Soon I had the clone moaning my name, the same goes for Itachi. All I felt from behind me was a dull pain mixed with pleasure. All of a sudden, I felt his blunt tip brush my prostrate, and no matter how light it was, the effect was maddeningly delightful. I moaned around the powerful muscle in my mouth, causing a deep vibration from the back of my throat that made the clone groan and lightly thrust in my mouth. Itachi knew he found something, so he began thrusting me with new fervor.

 

All that was heard from our room were moans, grunts, and squeaking of the mattress that accommodated us all. Everytime Itachi thrusted in me, I swallowed the clone's cock deeper in my mouth, resulting in a breathless sigh or a moan of gratitude. I myself was just a pile of moaning muscles, every part of my body felt sensitive, the smell in the room was intoxicating, and the sounds were everywhere, reverberating back and forth all around me.

 

I felt myself near climaxing with all intensity going around me, but the clone beat me to it, coming long and hard in my mouth, and since I deep throated him at that moment, I choked a bit.

 

Without another thought, the clone in front of me disappeared. I thought I might have squished him a bit too hard, or maybe Itachi was getting tired, but then I saw the shuriken pointed in the direction of the clone's chest if he were still there. Itachi never halted, so before I can say anything, maybe yell at him for reasons I myself don't know, he stopped altogether. Now, I was outraged. I was beyond horny, and if he expected me to give him a blowjob like I did the clone, he was badly mistaken. I would have bit it right off if he dared do that.

 

Of course that wasn't it. I was on my back at a blink of an eye, and by the second blink my legs were resting on strong, broad shoulders, cheeks once again parted, cock slamming itself back in place, and I was screaming my head off.

 

On he went, at a fast pace that never seemed to end, pounding my ass for all it was worth. His thrusts were aiming for that special spot, hitting it all the time, and I was grabbing on the sheets on either side of my head, screaming every time he made contact. I didn't realize my eyes were closed, so when I opened them and stared into red eyes with three black comas swirling madly, I was surprised and a bit frightened, but the fear disappeared as I felt a hand grasping my cock roughly, ripping another scream from my throat.

 

I was writhing under him. I think I was begging, I wasn't sure, but it was the most intense pleasure I ever felt. My end was near, and I think he felt it too, for his thrusts became harder, and the hand gripping me went faster. Finally, when I was at the highest of my peak, I came, yelling something I wasn't aware of, and I felt my warm seed hitting my belly, some on my face, and some leaking on the bed.

 

And still Itachi did not stop, thrusting faster as my passage tightened around his length. I came once more, shuddering as I felt him come inside me, cock imbedded deeply into me. I think I blacked out a bit, not before I heard something… uttered from Itachi's mouth… something akin to `Mine'…

 

End Lemon…

 

Konoha

 

A beautiful day as ever, with clouds moving slowly like they have all the time in the world, the sun shining brightly to tell the world what a wonderful day it is. Thought it's not always wonderful for everyone.

 

Beaten bloody and weakened mentally from the assault, it was all Sasuke can do to remain kneeling without falling face first to the soft grassy ground in front of him, albeit swaying slightly from the pain in his head. At this moment, Uchiha Sasuke looked like a dog kicked multiple times from some cruel person in hopes of attempting to kill the animal slowly but effectively.

 

They were all still in the training ground. No one had moved since the appearance of Iruka and Kakashi, who was surprisingly still reading his dirty book even during such a serious moment of four well known and considerably respected ninjas ganging up on one of their own.

 

Finally, Kiba, the ever strong headed, stubborn dog boy made the first move, pulling his arm away from his former teacher from the ninja academy and pointing a clawed hand at Sasuke, anger and sadness seen in his eyes from miles away as he looked on angrily at the despicable form of Sasuke.

 

“That… That BASTARD… he-he's the one who drove Naruto away from Konoha! From US, his FRIENDS and people who care about him! Who knows if Naruto will ever return because of this shit-head's betrayal?! He calls himself an Uchiha? I bet his entire CLAN is rolling in their graves in shame of their only heir for doing something so…so…damnit!”

 

Kiba could not finish what he had to say. It was too hard. Words cannot express how disappointed he is of Sasuke, how he wished it were Sasuke who left instead of his friend, how it would have been best for everyone if Naruto never fell for Sasuke, never brought Sasuke back to this village, never had left Sasuke being the closest thing in his life.

 

Naruto. Forgiving, happy, dim-wittedly funny, kind hearted Naruto… How does he feel now, knowing that the one you thought you can trust the most has done something so indescribably cruel? With the image of the blond whom he recognizes as a friend and like a sibling to him all these years, he could not even stand to look at the young man in front of him anymore without the thought of wanting to kill him at this very moment for being able to cause great unhappiness to one of the greatest people Kibe has ever knew.

 

Hinata was crying silently. She walked up to Kiba and held him, not knowing what else to do as Kiba held her firmly and protectively, though hiding his own face by the nape of her neck, hiding his own tears and the pain seen clearly on his face.

 

No one could say anything. They had their own feelings about Naruto's disappearance and Sasuke's betrayal, but they just had no idea what to do.

 

Iruka's P.O.V.

 

I know how you feel Kiba. If it were not for you four beating the shit out of Sasuke already, I might have done something similarly like that myself, no matter how bad thatmight look on my records. Hearing the story from Kakashi after he delivered the letter to me from Naruto just tore my heart into pieces.

 

Flashback

 

What a rough awakening. I had no idea what time it was, but I woke up frozen and alone in the bed I share with Kakashi. It was cold. I wanted to reach for the body I know is always next to me because he sleeps like a log, but all I received was cold, empty space. Then I remembered how cold it was and looked around, trying to find the source… and I finally saw it. The inconsiderate, perverted asshole left the window open.

 

That's when I realized how dark it was outside. What on earth is my lover running around Konoha before dawn? Well, now that I know something is up, there's no way I can go back to sleep.

 

And so I waited for my dear beloved Scarecrow to return, which was about half an hour later, while I was making coffee. The Jounin attempted to sneak up behind me.

 

I was barely surprised. Living with someone whom you love for so long, you get accustomed to their habits, especially habits like sneaking up to their lovers when they least expect it. Because he was so silent, I didn't say anything either, just preparing my coffee as he had his arms wrapped around my waist, his head resting on my shoulder, breathing in my scent and slumping a bit of his weight on me. I wonder what's gotten into him.

 

For a full minute, neither one of us said anything to the other. The coffee was done, but I didn't move, waiting for him to do whatever he wanted first, which from what I can tell of this action, he wanted to talk to me about something important that is stressing him out. Fine with me. I waited only a few seconds longer, but I feel that he was ready to speak.

 

“I was at the Tower this morning with Tsunade-sama… and Naruto.”

 

I stop all what I was doing and gave him my full attention. Naruto was like a son to me. Even though I know he's a grown man now and can take care of himself, the fact that I watched him grow and watched as he gets hurt all the time makes me want to always protect him. If anyone wants to do him any sort of harm, most likely I would kill them before they say their last words.

 

“Before I tell you anything, I think you should read this first. He wrote one for everyone in the old Rookie Nine and for you. I shall explain everything after you're done.”

 

He placed the envelope in my hands, kissing my head and then left me where I was, like he was never there to begin with. I was grateful he was giving me some privacy to read the letter, but I was more concerned as to what's going on with Naruto. Is he ok? Where is he? Why on earth would he write the others and me a letter?

 

Without anymore thought, I quickly opened the letter with nimble fingers, taking out a nicely folded paper, unfolded it, and began to read.

 

To my Daddy-Iruka

 

Wait… now that you have Kakashi, I should be calling you `mommy' now huh? Hah hah hah hah. When will I have a little brother or sister? Heh you know it's possible now, and after knowing Kakashi for so long and knowing how much he loves you to the point of breaking and mutilating any man who may so much as look at you the wrong way, I would really consider this baby thing if I were you Iruka-kaachan, especially since you could SMOTHER the kid with so much love I think it's possible to suffocate `em (2). Joking! Heh.

Well, I'm if you're reading this, it's obvious that Kakashi is back with you, and I'm far away from he village. It's sudden, I know, but I really needed to get away from everyone and everything for a while. The best way to do this is to pick a dangerous long-term mission that will keep me occupied long enough to vent out all that I feel for this village, and some of the people that reside in it.

Knowing Kakashi, he'll tell you sooner than later about what I'm talking about, but why not read it from my point first…

I will miss you Iruka. Take good care of yourself and the baka for me alright?

With love,

Uzumaki Naruto

 

End Flashback

 

And so I know what has happened to Naruto and Sasuke, about the woman whom Sasuke has been secretly seeing, and why Naruto decided to leave. Although the brat didn't tell me where he went, it pisses me off even more as to who drove him to make that choice, and to keep him away from his friends and family.

 

Normal POV

 

“Uchiha Sasuke.”

 

The voice that called him was sharp and demanded attention. For a while, Sasuke was somewhat lost in his own little world. The fight that he just participated in didn't seem very real to Sasuke. In a way, he liked the beating he got not because he was masochistic, but because it help take some of the hurt he was feeling away. Not much, but a bit. Sasuke looks up with swollen eyes towards Iruka's direction.

 

“Can you stand up?”

 

Sasuke shifted his weight on his better leg and attempted to stand without any help and succeeded, but he was still unsteady on his feet. He was bruising all over. For sure there were a few cracked ribs for he found breathing difficult, then there's a gash on his left eyebrow to his forehead, and including the cracked lips and bleeding nose, Sasuke didn't appear TOO bad.

 

“Good. Now go home.”

 

Everyone looks at Iruka oddly, even Sasuke.

 

“I'm pretty sure no one wants to cause any more trouble (Iruka looks at Kiba in particular), and that everyone has vented out enough frustration for a while. So please, do us all a favor: go home. You're not needed or wanted here. You need help, and I'm very sure that woman of yours will provide you all the help you may want. So please, just leave.”

 

Iruka was looking at Sasuke coolly, but behind the cool exterior was an inferno of emotions and thoughts going about inside, many questions as to why this should happen to Naruto, some accusations and anger towards Sasuke and the village, and the main feeling: guilt. Although he did not see it coming like many other ninjas of Sasuke's deceit, he thought that he at least could have done SOMETHING to prevent Naruto from leaving. He was a horrible guardian and father figure to Naruto I he let him leave Konoha with sadness and anger. Who knows if he would ever consider coming back home?

 

Sasuke looked away from Iruka's calm face, for even though it betrayed no emotions, he could feel the anger and resentment Iruka was feeling for him as he kept looking at Sasuke. Without another word, Sasuke limps his way from the sparring ground, head up, for even though he has lost a lot of his pride, he still has some dignity left in him to walk away tall and head strong from a battle.

 

As soon as he was out of hearing, Kiba couldn't help but smirk somewhat and started to snicker somewhat.

 

“Can you believe that? Went down so fast you'd think he was nothing but an average villager! He calls himself a ninja… and he's supposed to be the Uchiha heir! What a laugh! I'd expect him to put up more of a fight when-”

 

“He wasn't fighting you seriously.”

 

The speaker was none other than Kakashi who, after the serious moment was over, went back to reading his perverted books. The sentence caught everyone off guard. Iruka just sighed. Rubbing his nose, he walked towards Kakashi, taking the perverted book and walked a few feet away from him.

 

Everyone was watching as Iruka walked a few feet away from Kakashi and stopped. Turning around to face Kakashi, calm as ever and eyes closed, he wound his arm back like a baseball pitcher, and whipped the book towards Kakashi's head. It must had been because Kakashi was a jounin and ex-anbu, or the fact that he was an awesome ninja, or even maybe it was because he lived with Iruka so long, but he anticipated the book being thrown towards him without looking, took out another copy and just dodged the one coming at him.

 

This happened in a matter of a couple of seconds. What happened next made everyone slightly sweat out of fear and confusion to what their old academy teacher did to Kakashi.

 

Iruka appeared out of nowhere on top of Kakshi, grabbing his vest and began pulling him up and slamming his head back on the ground screaming nonsense. All was heard were, “YOUSONOFABITCHWHATTHEHELLDOYOUMEANHEWASNTFIGHITNGSERIOUSLYIFYOUDON'T EXPLAININFIVEMINUTESCONSIDERYOURSELFHOMELESSANDWILLREMAINCELIBATESEXFORSIXM ONTHS!!!” (Discerning Iruka's words: You son of a bitch! What the hell do you mean he wasn't fighting seriously! If you don't explain yourself in five seconds consider yourself homeless and will remain celibate for six months!!!)

 

“Iruka love, if you would stop slamming my head to the ground like a madman I can explain. Also, I would never do anything to upset you to the point of having you make me become homeless and saint-like. You know that!”

 

Iruka stopped after a few more slams, took a deep breath, and relaxed, getting off of Kakashi like nothing happened.

 

Everyone was still watching, mouths agape, and feeling a bit fearful of Iruka, who they always regarded as the kind relative who they can always screw around with and never get in trouble because the `kind relative' loves them too much. After the encounter of psycho Iruka though, they all changed their image of the `kind relative'.

 

Kakashi smiled at them all, as if noticing them for the first time.

 

“So Kiba, you thought you, Shikamaru and Neiji actually won that fight, huh? You really should rethink about that. Sure, Shikamaru caught him wonderfully, and nothing can get past the shadow wielding jutsu, don't get me wrong, but I have trained with Sasuke before… I have seen the jutsus, the amazing strategies that kid can come up with within seconds, and the amount of chakra he uses for every fight. I'm sorry to disappoint you, but it seems as though he never had the intention to fight any of you, for he didn't even use a tenth of his chakra.”

 

The group was shocked at the news, all except Sakura who also knew what Sasuke was capable of and of course, she WAS his teammate for more than 3 years. It's pretty sad if she didn't know how her own teammate would fight like after knowing him for so long.

 

Kakashi continues, though he replaces his book in his vest, and looks at each and every one of them. All of them felt as if he were trying to read their minds, see what they're thinking, and feel what they're feeling. It was really weird.

 

“You guys have to remember that he's still an Uchiha, which says a lot since that clan is made up of geniuses and prodigies, Sasuke being one of the most special one of them all in his clan next to his brother.”

 

All of the old Rookies looked away, anywhere but the jounin for they felt embarrassment for actually forgetting and a bit ashamed of themselves for doing what they did, while the 3 boys felt stupid for forgetting a fact like that slip away from their minds, their pride hurting a bit hearing how they were technically the losers and how the ass Sasuke walked away as the better man.

 

Looking at each and one of them one more time, the jounin had nothing else to say, so he walks away, grabbing his lover's arm along the way, the lover in question was still deep in thought. Kakashi waved at the group of young men and women as he and his lover walked away, at least he was waving at whoever looked his way, but each one was deep in his and her own thought.

 

`So we wasted a few hours of our lives watching a four on one fight, and get a result that just kicks you in the face… and we're still here because…?'

 

`Sigh… so troublesome… need to work on that shadow jutsu… can't believe I actually joined in the fight even though I knew Uchiha wasn't really giving all he's got…'

 

`Damn. What a waste of a perfectly good afternoon…'

 

`Damn. I'm hungry again. Everyone looks deep in thought. Should I voice out something…? Would it spoil the moment? Damn it all…'

 

“Hey, people!”

 

Everyone looked at the person who spoiled the moment, none other than Sakura of course, who broke out of her train of thought just a bit faster than Chouji, and looked at each of them like she had the greatest idea in the world, but then that's hard to tell, since she looks like that most of the time and her ideas were just passable, not the best but acceptable when it comes to making decisions and whatnot.

 

“I don't know if any of you guys remember, but Naruto is still gone. I for one want to know at least where he is so that I may be able go help him out, after all, we were team mates, and this is supposed to be a dangerous mission. Who else wants to come with me?”

 

Well, because a lot of them have to go home for supper and/or need to get something for their parents, the group split up, some going to Tsunade's office, others going home, but they all promised to meet up again sometime during the week to talk about what happened in the office. Off the remainder of the group marched, toward the Hokage's Tower, a.k.a., Tsunade's prison.

 

Hokage Tower

 

`Damn it damn it damn it damn it damn it!!! Damn it all to hell!!!!'

 

And so, the day goes on for Konaha's fearless leader, the student of the previous third Hokage, Sarutobi, one of the three great legendary Sannins and the best medical nin in all of the Fire Country… fighting a losing battle with the many paper work neatly stacked and piled high in her desk that it actually touched the ceiling because Shizune, the ever caring, gentle, and loving assistant and disciple of Tsunade, thought it a worthy punishment for the great leader who once again got drunk while working in the morning, after the encounter with Sasuke, and waking up at dawn to begin her work that doesn't ever seem to end.

 

`God… so I drank a bit more than I usually do in the morning… I can't help it if paper work is boring as hell and the stupid little ass pissed me off!! Why must Shizune be such a pain…? Why was I forced to this job again…? Oh yeah. Of the three of us that were taught under the great one, one is the biggest pervert that writes his own shitty porn (Elsewhere: Jiraiya sneezes while working on one part of his new story, ruining the picture and the graphic details, but then it didn't look too bad in his eyes so he continues his story, imagining one of the female characters as his beloved Tsunade), the other is an ancient psychopath who can't dress OR stop stealing children… (Elsewhere: Orochimaru felt himself shiver as he continues to molest his new toy in another body that he just stole. Of course, the child (A/N: can you guess what gender?) under him was scared shitless, but seeing the freaky pedophile stop gave him hope that he will be left alone, until he saw those yellow eyes turned back to him with cold hunger and dark lust, and he knew, he was screwed. Literally.) so I suppose I was the best candidate, since I only gamble and drink. Wow. What a messed up council. Sarutobi sensei… I wonder if you found amusement knowing what became of your students…'

 

Before Tsunade can ponder more about how ironic and crazy her life is, there was a knock outside the door to her office.

 

“If that's you Shizune, NO I don't forgive you so don't think you can march your fat ass in here or else I'll take away your salary for this month!!!”

 

Angry and irritated, Tsunade stops whatever she was doing (`Thank god!! An excuse not to work!') and waits for a response on the other side. Finally, in a sheepish voice by one of her many jounins that have no missions, she hears one of them speak.

 

“-Cough- Uh, Hokage-sama, you have visitors. Should I let them in?”

 

Tsunade was curious, bored, and want to procrastinate more whenever she looks at the pile of paper work. Since none of her jounins are kicking any asses, it might just be some random villager or even more ninjas in need of missions like her darling brat.

 

`Don't I miss him all right… I hope he comes back soon. What the hell am I going to tell those other kids, the ones that care, if they ask? Well if it's them, then the hell with it. I don't like paperwork and Sasuke. I can handle a handful of mature kids no problem!'

 

“Who is it?”

 

“Haruno Sakura, Rock Lee, Nara Shikamaru, Hyuga Neiji, Hyuga Hinata, Inuzuka Kiba.”

 

Without a second thought, Tsunade composed her disorderly self (straightening her clothes, wiping away what's left of sleep from her eyes, and the little drool from her mouth, and of course, the bottles of sake and cups. Can't be bad influence to kids that are still so young… What would their parents say?)

 

“Let them in”

 

In strolled the young ninjas, all looking similarly as distressed as she was very early that morning when she was approached with a request to leave the village for a bit.

 

As they all came into the room, the young ninjas gave their leader a slight bow, and Sakura, being the head of the small group, approached the question, that they all have in their mind.

 

“Tsunade-sama, please, tell us where Naruto is! We're begging you. As his friends, all we can do is worry. It's not like him to leave us without a proper good-bye! His letter speaks riddle itself! Please. Where is he?”

 

Tsunade smirked. She couldn't help it. She knew that these kids really cared about Naruto, and vice versa, but the funny thing is, they know next to nothing about him, save maybe for Neiji, and Shikamaru probably have some idea about the real Naruto, but no one else. Sad really, that even though they've known each other for so long, no one else knew about the other side of Naruto, not even Sasuke and they lived together!!

 

Tsunade had an idea that the reason Naruto didn't tell anyone was because he wanted them all to find out themselves, just like Neiji. The thing about Naruto is that because he's been hurt for so long, it's no wonder why he put up such a mask, and it works, but its what keeps him from being even closer to his friends, he knows that, but then, there may be still a part of him that's scared to come open to people, so he hopes that they will find out in time. Tsunade hopes they will too, but at the moment…

 

Looking straight into Sakura's eyes, she told her, and the rest of them that were there:

 

“Pupil or no pupil, you won't get an answer from me, just like Sasuke. But unlike Sasuke, I won't kick you out by force. I only ask that you keep whatever information Naruto told you to yourselves, and return home.”

 

Neiji's POV

 

“Pupil or no pupil, you won't get an answer from me, just like Sasuke. But unlike Sasuke, I won't kick you out by force. I only ask that you keep whatever information Naruto told you to yourselves, and return home.”

 

The words spoken were casually and direct, but beneath it we all heard the message: I know what you kids plan to do. The answer is no so don't even think about it or else you're in big trouble, so big not even your parents can save you.

 

Well, I knew it would come down to this. I believe Naruto would return someday, so I don't worry too much, especially since I know he can take care of himself well enough. I just hope he doesn't cause too much trouble wherever he is. When he returns, I want to challenge him, see what he's learned, know about his travel, and try to win his heart that was once Uchiha Sasuke's, but is now probably in pieces that only pure love can make it whole once again.

 

Even though my chances are slim to none, I still have hope. Forget about destiny, because when it comes to Naruto, nothing can be for sure or planned, which is why this is one of the many reasons as to why I love him so much.

 

Normal POV

 

After a bit more argument, Tsunade told them what she did to Sasuke this morning, and that if they continue to argue with her she'd give them the same treatment.

 

“I'm tired but serious all the same. I told you, the mission is confidential and only someone like Naruto can accomplish this. It is a one-man mission, and none of you can go find him. Like he said, it may or may not take a year. In the mean time, all of you can get back to your daily lives by training, going on missions, grow stronger for Naruto. I'm not telling you to forget about him, but at the moment and until he gets back, you can't do anything for him. End of discussion. Now get your asses back home or so help me I'll pound you all to a pulp and take away a month worth of missions from each and every one of you. Are we clear?”

 

By now, Tsunade was turning slightly red in the face, both hands on her desk and standing, some papers fell to the ground but she ignored them and stared straight at the kids standing in front of her, all of whom stood their ground and listened to every word that was said, processing them in their own mind.

 

When Kiba looked as though he was going to say something, Hinata tugged on his arm lightly, but he knew it meant that he should shut up. Sakura and the rest looked defeated just like him, and he knew then that it meant that they should call it a day. With a sigh, Kiba and the rest of them gave a short bow, said their good byes, and turned to leave.

 

It wasn't until each and everyone left the room that Tsunade sighed in relief. Taking a seat and replacing a cup and bottle of sake to her desk, she poured some of the bottle's contents to the small cup, gulping the liquid down and placing it back to the desk, looking relaxed.

 

“You can come out now. As you can tell, they're all gone.”

 

From the shadow of her chair, a black figure started to rise out of it, but the more of it's body came out of the shadow, the more the darkness around him disappeared until there was just a young man standing behind the chair wearing a plain black tank top, black cargo pants, and black sandals with long flowing black hair and eyes as dark as night. The young man said nothing, just handed the letter he carried with him in front of Tsunade, gave her a small cold smile that she did not see, and disappeared.

 

For the longest time, Tsunade just sat on her chair, ignoring the letter, just enjoying the silence and watching her room as it was bathed in golden orange light from the setting sun. It was relaxing, and even though she should be glad that the punk wrote her something, she knew for a fact that it does not mean that he's going to be home the next day. As the sun continues to set, giving room for night, she decides to finally open the letter.

 

Baa-chan

 

I've arrived safely to the Lightning Country, and I'm doing pretty well. I hope the same goes for you too. It's really not that bad here, not including the part where I was greeted and molested by the biggest, ugliest, baldest guy in my life. It was horrible! But, I had some fun in getting him back. Don't you worry though! The man won't remember me at all. He'll be remembering much better things instead…

 

Baa-chan, I think that for such a top mission such as this I should have been assigned a partner or two right? Well, where is my partner supposed to be? I hope you don't expect me to do this all on my own! Write me back soon, Baa-chan. I can't wait to hear your response and lame excuses!

 

Uzumaki

 

Well, wasn't that nice of the punk? Since the letter wasn't all that nice in her opinion (which is childish of her, she knew, but she can't help it whenever she thinks about the kid, he always seem to bring that side out of her!), she decides to write a later, maybe tomorrow, or even next week. He'd be too busy to notice anyways.

 

Boy was she right.

 

Lightning country, Kyo's Hideout

 

A few hours later, Kyo received news about the mission, how everyone in Hiro's base was killed, even Hiro himself, but everyone in his own group was dead as well, which is why he demanded to talk to Orochimaru, his temporary guest in his luxurious hideout.

 

Kyo was pacing back and forth devastated, angry, and above all, scared at the news he got. He didn't know exactly what to say to the man sitting in front of him in his loving room, but he knew he had to say something or else he may just pass out with all the emotions and thoughts going on in his head.

 

“What was the meaning of this!? This was not part of the contract! You killed my men!! I trusted you!”

 

Orochimaru, sitting on a loveseat, watched the large man walk back and forth in front of him, pondering when would be the proper time to kill him since he's all that useful to him anymore as he completed a part of Orochimaru's new plan of seeking immortality since Sasuke was no use to him anymore.

 

`The fat man is so damn annoying. Always thinks with his dick first. It's a miracle that he's lived this long at all.'

 

“From what I remember, Kyo-kun, that the reason you called me was so that I can help YOU in stead of the late Hiro, since you want power oh so much more than Hiro, and now you have it. You are now the strongest group in the Lightning Village.”

 

“But with the cost of my own men!! Some of the very best in my gang!”

 

Orochimaru gave him a dark look and a small sinister laugh.

 

“I, Orochimaru, will not take weaklings under my command. If they are going to die anyways because they're so weak, why not have them end their misery now?”

 

Kyo felt cold all over. He now understood the mistake he has done, and that was to make an agreement with the devil that took away more than what he achieved in that one night. He could not bear to be in the same room as the cold killer in front of him any longer, for he felt as though those very eyes can suck out his soul and devour it.

 

Excusing himself by saying that he had to make calls to the families of the ones that had passed away that night, he wished Orochimaru good night and left, closing the door behind him as he left.

 

Kabuto was, of course, in the same room as Orochimaru, always at his side, always there when his master needed help, rarely causing trouble or disappointing him, smirking the same cold, evil smirk his master wore.

 

“So, when do you plan to tell Kyo-san, Orochimaru-sama?”

 

Orochimaru's smile grew wider, but talked as though diapproving Kabuto's question, as though it were something silly.

 

“Tsk tsk tsk. Kabuto, you must be more descriptive, how else would I know what you're asking? Did you mean when I'd tell Kyo that most of Hiro's men, and Hiro himself, are still alive? That the piece of land where his own men died is one big seal, and that all the ones that died there and their souls are now trapped there as part of my new jutsu to keep my immortality, or when I'd tell him his use for me is over and that I'm going to kill him?”

 

Kabuto gave a dark chuckle, helped Orochimaru off the seat to go back to his room, and the while being careful of the still useless arms.

 

“I meant all of them, master.”

 

Elsewhere

 

"What!? Why is it that I'M staying behind while YOU, the KAZAKAGE, get to go to Lightning Country?! Shouldn't I be the one going or even Kankuro since we're both your assistants and head of your council?"

 

The words were lost to deaf ears. Kankuro knew that it was useless to scream his disagreement to his brother, but it's always good to try. They, the village of the sand, received news from their source that Orochimaru was planning on an attack to one of the Sand's neighboring village. Gaara, wanting a break from the roll as Kazakage, decided that he and one of his siblings should depart the Sand and go to Lightning Village as soon as possible to find the ones making the plan, kill the off for the hell of it, and come home happy. At least, that was Gaara's idea for a plan, one which Temari did not agree, which is why he's leaving her behind and taking Kankuro with him, who's more willing to do as he says.

 

"Temari."

 

She looks at her younger brother, and any other thoughts she had of trying to change her brother's mind died at the tip of her tongue. Even though Gaara has changed a lot, he would still glare daggers at any one that opposes him, goes against his words or decides differently for themselves. It's his way of getting what he wants like a spoiled brat and he likes it, which is what's a pain in a lot of their asses.

 

"Tomorrow, I'm going to be leaving with Kankuro to Lightning Village. You be my sister and help me as Kazakage from now on, since i trust you more than Kankuro."

 

Then in a lighter tone and softer look to his face:

 

"If you like, we promise to bring you back a souvenir. Perhaps the head of the one in charge of this stupid plan?"

 

Temari knew her brother was serious, so she declined the offer graciously, wishing both her brothers a good trip as Gaara made his way back to his room and Temari started for Gaara's office, to see what she can do before her brother leaves, and if there's anything she might need to ask. She finds out herself, that her brother was a lot like the many Kazakage's before him, and that is to leave a large pile of work for their assistants, supervisors, and council members while they go on 'business trips' for a long period of time, coming back just in time when all the work in the office is done.

 

'Well now.. I guess I'd be kept busy while those asses are out having fun... Damn it to hell... I'll leave most of these to the council members. They don't seem to do enough.'

 

And so Temari walks back to her own room whistling along the way, never wondering what would become of the village both her brothers were going to, how much slaying would be done, or who they would encounter when arriving.

 

 

 

 

Hi there. I don't know is it ok to put lemon on FF and since I don't want to make an account on AFF, I'm just going to send my lemon to anyone who's interested in reading it so tell me when you review. Cheers!

A while ago, Naruto found out that when he's in his Sexy no jutsu form it's paranoia he'd have female reproductive organs in his male body. Learning how special his jutsu was, and getting Tsunade to approve, he told Iruka.

I'm still considering making Naruto pregnant. I can think of so much stuff! But the same goes if he's NOT pregnant.. no idea what's going to happen, which is why I rely on you reviewers!!!