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The Uchiha Estrous Cycle	By : Sapphirexkat2 Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1542 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The Uchiha Estrous Cycle

Disclaimer: I no own. Naruto belongs to Kishimoto and whatever plans he has for the manga and its characters. I have no say! (Runs off crying.)

Rating: R; No sex, just lime. sorry!

Pairings: Uchihacest( issh da ultimate), Naruto/Sasuke

Warnings: None out of the usual. There will be NO M-Preg (for those who are wondering.)

Summary: Uchiha Sasuke has a problem. He gets bouts of periodical horniness, a condition smiliar to 'heat,' but not really. He tries to convince Tsunade-sama to let him go on a mission. He later sees... ITACHI!!

Teehee. Sorry for the long update... seriously... and short chapter.. Umm, I'm not sure how Jiraiya would treat Sasuke, but since Jiraiya is pretty easy-going I made it a good relationship.

Phase II

That night Sasuke fell asleep as soon as he had hit the bed, not even stopping to appreciate the fresh sheets. Naruto had tried sneaking him in past ten (midnight) when Jiraiya had popped out of no where and bonked Naruto square on the head. Sasuke had bid the blond a goodnight while the latter was sitting in the hallway outside the solitary prison room, whining about abusive perverts.
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The next day he woke up to Jiraiya personally sitting outside his cage. Although there was a camera (all rooms down there did) sometimes the perverted shinobi liked to make unexpected visits. Sasuke hated being watched in his most vulnerable moments (sleeping�masturbating) but never outright complained about it.
�How are you feeling, Sasuke?� the white haired man asked, crossing his legs and arms. �Better?�
�Yeah,� Sasuke replied, slowly sitting up. At least he had had a mind to change into his sleep clothes last night. �How long have you been here?�
Jiraiya waved a dismissive hand. �Not long. Listen, I, uh, have something to do today. So�I�m leaving you with your old team again.�
Sasuke raised a suspicious brow. He had an idea where the old man was going to rush off to and inwardly shuddered.
�I spoke to Tsunade-sama last night. I said you should be able to go on the mission next week.�
If there ever were a time to smile � like really smile � Sasuke would have done so at that moment out of pure glee. But Uchiha's don�t smile with �pure glee� unless it was with another Uchiha�. Sasuke just gave a small tilt of the lips. �It�s about time,� he murmured rather nonchalantly.
Jiraiya gave an over exaggerated cry of outrage. �EH?! Be more grateful than that, you Uchiha-brat.�
Sasuke glared, his eye beginning to twitch. He wasn�t sure if Naruto had rubbed off on Jiraiya, or if the old man had rubbed off on the blond dobe.
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A day before the mission and Sasuke was in trouble. Four days had passed since his time with Naruto, and he felt he needed another go. Sasuke had woken up with heavily stained sheets and morning wood after an especially erotic dream with his brother and Naruto. He hadn�t been particularly worried at first. He just took a cold shower and ignored it. Though it might have been best to get release before the start of the day Sasuke hadn�t been thinking properly at the time.
When Jiraiya came in to deliver his breakfast, he immediately noted an insane attraction to the Uchiha and stopped by the door. Sasuke, who had been at his desk trying desperately to read a scroll and keep his hands above the table, noticed the old man�s hesitation.
�This is going to be harder than I thought,� Jiraiya muttered, entering and closing the door in case Uchiha pheromones escaped. He went up to the cell and turned the bento sideways to slide through the bars. Sasuke walked over slowly and took it. Although he had no interest in Jiraiya he knew the Sannin had incredible power, and there was some physical attraction, though not much.
�Thanks,� Sasuke muttered, returning to his seat. He felt hungry � ravenous, even � but it wasn�t for food. Sometimes, when he got into his �moods�, he hardly ate anything.
�Tsunade-sama wants to speak with you about the mission tomorrow, but I think I should cancel your participation.�
�No!� Sasuke leaped from his chair, which knocked over backwards from the abrupt movement. He slammed his hands on the table and glared at the white haired shinobi on the other side of the bars. �I can do it. I will do it.�
Jiraiya muttered something sarcastic beneath his breath. Sasuke glared harder. The old man crossed his arms and gave him a dubious look. �You�re in no condition to do anything but solicit sex, Uchiha. You won�t make it five minutes with Naruto before attacking him� make that one minute,� he added as an afterthought, as if remembering something.
Sasuke had the decency to blush, but it was more from anger than embarrassment. �That was once!� he protested vehemently, excluding all the other times he had wanted the blond to fuck him. �And we would be on a mission. I won�t let this� my hormones� control me.� It was a little too late to be saying that, and they both knew this had nothing to do with regular male hormones. Sasuke had a serious condition, and Jiraiya still had yet to diagnose it. Jiraiya was getting close, actually. Tsunade had some questions she wanted to ask Sasuke, so the boy had to see her anyway.
Jiraiya scoffed in amusement. �There is hardly a time when a man ignores the commands of his other head.�
Sasuke made a face. �I�m not listening to you,� he said, righting his chair and sitting down. He didn�t want to be witness to another round of Jiraiya-pervertedness.
The sannin was lost in his thoughts and had ignored Sasuke�s muttered statement. �A mission actually makes it more exciting. Why, I remember when I had this quickie � �
�Stop! No more!� Sasuke cried in anguish, covering his ears. Jiraiya smirked to himself.
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After Sasuke had finished eating and bickering with Jiraiya, they both left to the Hokage�s office. Sasuke trailed behind the older shinobi with his eyes straight forward and his hands in his pockets. He could feel the leering eyes of the ANBU guards on duty and easily ignored them. Though he was desperate for sex � could feel the lust of his cycle course his body � he had no attraction to the others at all. His mind insisted on wandering to his times with Gaara, Itachi, and Naruto, but he did his best to will them away. The last thing he needed was to cum in his pants from the memory of Gaara�s words in his ear, Itachi�s exquisite taste in his mouth, or the feel of Naruto�s pulsating cock inside him. The fifteen minute walk to the ground floor of the Hokage tower had seemed like an hour long trek made worse by the discomfort of his half hard cock in his pants. If Jiraiya had noticed Sasuke�s distress, he gave no signs of it. The old man was actually busy with reviewing Sasuke�s progress for the past month.
Tsunade was absently re-organizing her desk when the two shinobi entered her office. Her eyes immediately went to Sasuke, who looked like he was on the edge of losing what little self-control he had over his desire. She felt for herself the true magnitude of Uchiha�s allure during his phase. A pleasant burn flared in her lower belly as she looked into Sasuke�s dark, dark eyes.
Sasuke frowned upon noticing her gaze on him and crossed his arms. �You wanted to see me?� he asked rather impatiently. Tsunade blinked and cleared her throat in embarrassment. She steeled her expression when she noticed Jiraiya�s amused smirk.
�It�s about your family,� she explained professionally. �I�ve searched through all Uchiha medical records. Apparently, you are the first with this condition, unless your clan had been handling this among themselves.� She paused thoughtfully. �Surely you aren�t the only one.�
Sasuke considered the Hokage�s words. �My family hadn�t told me anything since they weren�t alive long enough,� he replied sarcastically. One a more serious note, he added, �Aniki never said anything then or� now.� Sasuke felt his heart sink with longing.
�But he did appear about the same time Uchiha started his heat,� Jiraiaya quipped.
�It�s not �heat,�� Sasuke muttered as he came back to the situation at hand.
�So Itachi must know something. I don�t think they had had time for chit-chat recently, right, Uchiha-brat?�
Sasuke gave the smiling male sannin a dark look. �You�re insufferable.� But his arousal twitched because the last thing he and Itachi had done was talk. It had mostly been fucking and begging and moaning �.
�If that�s the case,� Tsunade said to Sasuke, gracefully interrupting the boy�s thoughts, �then I don�t think you�ll be able to go on this mission.�
Sasuke barely kept himself from making a fuss. �I�m perfectly capable,� he nearly shouted in frustration. �I�m the best in my class. And I haven�t gone out in almost a month!�
�I daresay, an Uchiha is whining!� Jiraiya said, clearly entertained.
Sasuke ignored him and focused his attention on Tsunade. He bit his lip and fought down his pride. �Please� let me go.�
Perhaps it was the word �please� that had made it so, but Sasuke�s voice fell an octave lower at his final words. The affect did not go unnoticed by the Hokage, who shifted in her seat. Not only was Sasuke�s condition troublesome, it was also dangerous. Though Sasuke had no intentions of seduction, Tsunade felt herself wanting to do anything for the young Uchiha, if only he would beg like that again for her to � .
She looked at her stack of papers in feigned resignation but really in an attempt to regain her bearings. �Fine.� Her eyes became sharp as she turned back to him. �But if I get one harassment report, I�ll deal with you myself. Understand?�
Sasuke crossed his arms and smirked victoriously. �Thank you, Hokage-sama.� Tsunade fought a shiver as Sasuke�s voice practically caressed her.
�What the hell?!� Jiraiya exclaimed, gaping at his former teammate. He immediately noticed her entranced expression and became thoughtful. �Get your scroll and let�s go,� he said to Sasuke. Sasuke stepped forward and took the cylindrical object from Tsunade�s hand. �Uchiha-brats are going to be the death of Konoha��
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Though Sasuke felt satisfied with himself, he still had a problem. How was he supposed to go on the mission if the only thing he could think about was sex? His appeal to Tsunade had momentarily distracted him, as he had been focused on regaining his right to attend missions as a shinobi, but the heat in his lower belly was resurfacing. The memories that came unbidden of another�s touch made his skin tingle and caused his pale flesh to flush in a pretty shade of rose.
Jiraiya led the way out of the Hokage Tower but was aware of Sasuke�s growing predicament, mostly made noticeable by the sounds of ragged breathing behind him. Still, the sannin was too curious to actually do anything about it. Would Sasuke�s condition affect his performance in mission, or would it help? �Something wrong, boy?� he asked over his shoulder, mentally taking note of Sasuke�s obvious strain to control himself.
�No,� Sasuke replied curtly, scowling as a couple of girls stopped and stared at him. He avoided their gazes and concentrated on finding an escape route. He needed to go somewhere, preferably an ice cold pond, to calm the natural urges of his body.
Without another word to Jiraiya, who was approaching the girls who had stopped, Sasuke darted off between two buildings towards the training grounds he knew so well. There was a stream he could dive into. Perhaps that could help alleviate the heat.
He stopped a foot from the water�s edge, panting worse than he usually would for such a run, sweat pouring off him and causing his clothes to stick to his skin. Each drop suspended on the tip of his bangs before falling onto parched dirt. Sasuke fumbled with his clothes, his hands trembling in this hurry to pull his shirt over his head. Another pair of cool hands gently stopped his arms from rising any further. Sasuke froze as he sensed the familiar chakra caressing him and his knees buckled weakly.
�At it again, are you otouto?� Itachi whispered into his brother�s ear. Sasuke felt the smooth voice go straight to his cock.
�Oniisan,� Sasuke breathed, turning and looking up into deadly Sharingan eyes. �Oniisan.�
Itachi smirked behind the high collar of his cloak. �If you don�t tell me what you want, Sasuke, I can�t give it to you.�
But Sasuke wasn�t going to fall for that because Itachi knew exactly what he wanted � had known since they were children, had known a month ago in his room. Itachi only insisted that Sasuke say it, say it just to hear the whimper of want in his words. Itachi was sadistic, Sasuke knew, and Sasuke must have been a masochist because he desired Itachi even more because of it.
�I�� As Sasuke leaned in he caught a whiff of Itachi�s scent � something musky and distinct � and he fell to his knees with a heady moan. He started pulling apart Itachi�s cloak to get to the source of that scent. He wanted to bury his nose in it and feel and taste his brother�s essence on his tongue.
Itachi brought a hand down caress Sasuke�s cheek, silently halting the younger boy�s movements. Sasuke closed his eyes and leaned into the touch. �Forgive me, Sasuke,� Itachi whispered with a slight tremor. Though in a lust induced state, Sasuke was at least able to understand that his brother was having difficulties with his self-control as well. �Not today.�
Oddly enough Sasuke felt his desire dimming somewhat, though the need for Itachi�s touch was still very much there. �What�s happening with me?� he asked instead, gazing soulfully into his brother�s eyes. �Why am I�?� Sasuke retracted his hands from Itachi�s pants and brought one of them to the bulge between his legs. His fingers applied just the barest amount of pressure and he was moaning like a slut. Perhaps it was because Itachi was so close to him. Whatever the case was, Sasuke�s cheeks were painted red and his moist lips were parted as if he had gone through a bout of marathon sex.
Itachi�s hand moved from the side of Sasuke�s face to the bottom of his chin, lifting it slightly so that he could see Sasuke�s expression better. He smirked and violently pushed Sasuke to the ground. Sasuke fell flat on his back with a groan, the shock of pain melting into pleasure as Itachi straddled his hips.
�Mmm, just kidding, otouto,� Itachi said huskily, his hands skimming up underneath Sasuke�s shirt to reach the skin there. Sasuke gasped and arched into the touch. He cried out as Itachi leaned forward and bit his nipple only to soothe it with his tongue afterwards. Itachi then skid under the waistline of Sasuke�s pants and gripped the hard, dripping flesh there, stroking until Sasuke was moaning incoherently for more. Sasuke came only a second after, his hot cum coating Itachi�s hands. Itachi brought them to his lips and started licking his fingers clean.
He didn�t flinch when the sharp blade of a kunai pressed against his jaw, nor was he surprised. Itachi turned slightly, nicking his skin in the process. He vaguely saw Sasuke�s eyes darken beneath him.
�What the hell are you doing here?� Naruto demanded angrily and not without a tint of jealousy. He was focused on the bit of cum on Itachi�s bottom lip which quickly disappeared with a flick of a tongue. The mouth he had suddenly come to envy curved up in a satisfied smirk. Naruto pressed the kunai closer.
�So nice of you to join us,� Itachi purred, unfazed, his Sharingan fixated on furious blue eyes. �Sasuke, why don�t you make Naruto-kun feel more welcome, hm?�
As of on autopilot Sasuke slowly slipped from between Itachi�s legs and crawled over to the blonde, who looked startled and as if fighting off his innate desire to react. Sasuke stopped at Naruto�s knees and nuzzled the orange fabric. He could smell Naruto�s arousal, too, and it complimented Itachi�s so well. He groaned at the thought of mixing their essences together in his mouth and licked his lips, his tongue also swiping Naruto�s pants.
Naruto�s grip on the kunai loosened and the weapon, stained with blood, fell to the dirt. Naruto began trembling as Sasuke traveled up his leg and nipped at his inner thigh. He didn�t realize he had gripped Itachi�s shoulder until he felt � rather than heard � Itachi speak.
�Today, I can share him with you.�
Sasuke whimpered and moved up to Naruto�s hardening erection as if asking him to acquiesce. The same intense desire he had felt for Sasuke last week had returned. His heart pounded in his ears and his breaths came out in rapid puffs of air.
Itachi watched the blush blooming across the blond�s nose with satisfaction. No living soul could resist Sasuke�s allure in the same way Sasuke couldn�t resist Itachi�s biochemistry, and Itachi was going to take full advantage of that.

Ah yes, Sorry again for the long update and short chapter. At least Sasuke's Itachi/Sasuke/Naruto (Sasuke in middle) dream will come true. hahahah. more or less.
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