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Jinbutsu Hanasu no Jutsu	By : missteya Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1119 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Okay, here�s
chapter one. A reminder: this story is about two men in love. One of the men
likes to dress like a girl. At some point in the future of this story, there
will likely be two men making out, perhaps even having sex. If this doesn�t
sound appealing to you, don�t read this story. It will ruin your day.

Chapter 1

There was not a person in all of Konoha, ninja or
civilian, who did not know about the charming and delicate Saki. Her style of
dress, though a bit extravagant, suited her perfectly, and her gentle demure
mannerisms easily won over every person she met. The only thing that the
villagers disapproved of, it seemed, was her taste in romantic partners, for
wherever Saki was, Naruto Uzumaki, the overly cheerful, loud prankster, was
sure to be also. Rumors flooded the village as people speculated on why she
would make such a foolish choice.

Maybe he brainwashed her, the poor girl.

It might be that she doesn�t know the truth about what
he is. Someone should really tell her.

First Uchiha Sasuke starts spending time with him, and
now Saki does too. He must be using some sort of jutsu.

It seemed the only reason for her decision that wasn�t
floating about in whispered hushes was the truth. Every ninja in the village
knew but didn�t dare say a word. If Sasuke wanted to waltz around town in
corsets and heavy black boots and layers upon layers of lace sticking out of
short skirts, they certainly weren�t going to try to stop him. In fact, many of
them preferred Saki to Sasuke. When clad in his jounin uniform, Sasuke was
nothing short of the bastard Naruto so regularly proclaimed him to be. Saki�s
tiny gentle smile was preferable to Sasuke�s acidic stare any day. Some of them
found it unbelievable that they could be the same person, but it was an undeniable
fact. It was because of this that Tsunade spit her sake all over the paperwork
she had been working on most of the afternoon when Naruto burst into her office
dragging not only a disgruntled dirty Sasuke, but a barely put together Saki
and a child version of Sasuke as well.

�Baa-chan!� he yelled, slamming a palm on her desk, �Fix
him!� He pointed his finger in the general direction of the Sasukes.

�What the hell is going on?� She stood and hastily wiped
her mouth and chin. �Is this some kind of stupid joke? I don�t have time for
games, Naruto.�

The blond opened his mouth to reply but was cut off as a
livid Sasuke shoved him bodily out of the way to lean over the desk and into
the Godaime�s face. His eyes were narrowed into a glare icier than she had ever
seen.

�This isn�t one of the idiot�s pranks. He did this
to me.� The way Sasuke said it, as if it was the most disgusting word he could
think of, left little doubt as to who exactly he was. She quickly made
her way around the desk to face the four of them. Sasuke stood, straight as a
board, face impassive but eyes glaring daggers. Beside him, Naruto was doing
his best impression of a child that had accidentally broken his favorite toy.
Saki was looking at the floor, clearly trying to avoid the mirror that hung on
the far side of Tsunade�s office. Her hair was pushed back with a piece of torn
cloth that had obviously come from the black shirt under Naruto�s vest, and lip
gloss was smudged on her lips. She was noticeably uncomfortable in the jounin
garb she had on. Tsunade wondered who had been carrying the lip gloss on their
mission. Did Sasuke keep it in his pouch, hidden among razor sharp kunai and
rolls of exploding tags? Did Naruto slide the tube into his pocket just in case
the death and gore became too much, and Sasuke needed to be someone else for a
while?� She couldn�t understand how the
Uchiha could live that way, constantly at war within himself. A tiny sniffle
brought her attention to the smallest member of the group. His clothes were far
too big for him, but someone had rolled up the cuffs of his pants and belted
them tight around his waist. His vest had been abandoned, and the sleeves of
the regulation issue shirt, though also rolled up, hung past his fingertips.

�The red haired lady wasn�t aiming for me. She was aiming
for Naruto-nii with her Jinbutsu
hanasu no jutsu.� Tsunade raised an eyebrow at his
choice of address, and Sasuke�s glare dropped a few more degrees.

�I intercepted the jutsu. The dobe let himself get bound
somehow, and I had to save him.� Naruto whirled around to face him.

�You fucking bastard! I could have saved myself. I didn�t
need this to happen to your crazy ass!�

�Then why didn�t you dodge it, usurakontachi.
Why did you just stand there and watch it happen?� Naruto�s face took on a
decidedly red hue as his rage grew. His hands balled into fists at his sides,
and he started to shake.

�Fuck you!� He was about to lunge forward but stopped when
he felt a gentle touch on his arm.

�Please Naruto-kun. Please stop fighting. This isn�t the
time for that.� For half a moment a small semblance of peace fell over the
room, and Tsunade was grateful that Saki was around to calm things down. She
immediately rescinded that thought though when Sasuke exploded at his other
self.

�Shut up you stupid whore! You don�t know anything!�

�Hey, teme! Don�t talk to her like that.�

�You useless piece of trash. Your opinion means nothing,�
he sneered at her. Saki closed her eyes and bowed her head.

�I said don�t talk like that!� Tsunade grabbed Naruto�s
arm just before he punched Sasuke in the face.

�What is wrong with you two? Both of you just shut up!�

�If Naruto-nii was hit with this
personality splitting jutsu, what do you think would�ve happened?� came a small
voice from beside them. Four pairs of eyes widened as realization hit them. If
Naruto had been hit, the Kyuubi would�ve been separated. That had to have been
the Akatsuki�s plan. They all could have easily died. Naruto blinked owlishly
and slowly lowered his arm as Tsunade released him.

�Sasuke-chan,� she said gently, getting down on one knee
to be face to face with the tiny Uchiha and ignoring the unhappy sound from the
taller angrier Sasuke, �let�s not worry about that right now, okay. Here, let
me have a look at you.� She carefully scanned him before scanning the other
two. Then she scanned all three again for good measure. She plopped back into
her chair and let out a heavy sigh.

�I have no idea how to fix this,� she said in a defeated
voice.

�What? Baa-chan!�

�Sorry, Naruto. I�ll work on it, but until I figure
something out, you should all go home.�

�I�m going after him,� Sasuke said with firm finality.
�I�ll find him and destroy him.� Tsunade laughed out loud.

�Are you kidding? Split into three? I need to get you
whole again first.� Sasuke�s eyes narrowed.

�I don�t want to be a part of that,� he pointed at
Saki, and his voice dripped with venom, �ever again.�

�You asshole!� Naruto was ready to beat his face in again.

�You are not to go after him, Sasuke. I order you to go
home. Another betrayal will not be forgiven.�

�Hn.� Sasuke hands flew into
seals. In a puff of smoke, he was gone as if he had never been there in the
first place.

�That asshole!� Naruto yelled to no one in particular.
Tsunade rubbed her temples.

�Naruto, I want you to stay with the� Uchihas
until I figure this out. We don�t know what else this jutsu may have done. And
try to keep out of sight. I don�t feel like dealing with the uproar a trio of Sasukes will cause.� Naruto nodded firmly.

�Good. Now get out of my office.�

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�That stupid prick,� Naruto muttered under his breath as
he stuffed a few shirts into an overnight bag. He had returned to his apartment
to collect some essentials before heading to the Uchiha estate. Saki and
Sasuke-chan had gone ahead of him. He frowned as the picture of Team 7 he still
kept on his nightstand caught his eye. He grabbed it and flopped down on the
bed, running his free hand through his messy blond spikes and letting out a
frustrated sigh.

�Why does everything about you have to be so complicated?�
he asked the scowling picture of his rival, best friend, cross-dressing lover.
The entire way back to Konoha after their frightening encounter with Itachi,
Sasuke had glared at his alternate personality with unconcealed loathing. Saki
had stared out blankly ahead of her, stopping every once in a while to readjust
the clothing she was unhappily wearing. Sasuke-chan had ridden on Naruto�s
back, arms securely around his neck.

�Everything will be okay,� the small boy had whispered
into his ear. He wanted to believe him so badly. How could things be okay now?
He had known that he was never to talk about Saki when Sasuke was being Sasuke,
and never to talk about Sasuke when Sasuke was being Saki. He�d learned that
the hard way. Every time he�d slipped up, and he could count those times on his
fingers, in the ten years they�d been playing this twisted game, Sasuke
wouldn�t talk to him for at least a week. Then came a week of tenuous
reconciliation in which Naruto had to prove he was sorry without actually
saying so because that would just mean bringing it up again and starting all
over.

Though admittedly a little slow on the uptake, Naruto
didn�t think he was a stupid man. He knew that it was important for reasons
beyond his understanding that Sasuke feel like Saki was a totally different
person. How could he have missed that Sasuke hated Saki? And why would he keep
pretending if he did hate it? Was he doing it for Naruto? The blond hoped not.
He would have much rather had Sasuke as Sasuke than the perfumed, made up,
demure version that he was allowed. But he loved Sasuke unconditionally, though
he�d never said it out loud, even to himself, so he would take what he could
get, even if that meant pushing his hands through chiffon to get to Sasuke�s
skin or pretending that he didn�t notice the dark bruises marring Saki�s pale
thighs because of the spar he and Sasuke had earlier in the day.

He sat back up and returned the picture to its place
before grabbing his bag and heading out the door. When he arrived, he was
greeted by Sasuke-chan and led to the kitchen table where they sat down
together. He had changed into a black outfit Naruto vaguely remembered him
wearing when they were at the Academy together.

�Saki is upstairs getting dressed. The Avenger was asleep
when we got here.� Naruto raised an eyebrow.

�The Avenger?� He nodded his small head.

�That�s what he calls himself. He says it over and over
and over. He�s afraid to forget about what happened.�

�How could he forget?� Naruto asked, eyebrows knitted in
confusion. Sasuke had only mentioned the massacre once before, just before he
punched a hole through the blonde�s chest. He felt simultaneously honored and
nervous that he was learning more about the painful event that transformed
Sasuke into the man he had become.

�He can�t,� Sasuke-chan replied simply. �There�s no way
we�ll ever forget. But he�s afraid anyway. It�s the first thing he thinks
everyday when we wake up. �I will avenge my clan.� It makes it easier to
deal with the nightmares. It�s all he can ever think about. That�s why Saki�s
around. She doesn�t have to worry about that. She just has to look pretty and
keep you happy.�

�She doesn�t have to do that.� Naruto frowned.
Sasuke-chan�s feet didn�t reach the floor. He seemed to find a strange sort of
joy kicking his legs back and forth.

�Yes she does,� he said, smiling, shedding his serious
tone completely. �That�s what lets her be Saki.� Naruto�s frown deepened. Even
this new open kiddie Sasuke was hard to understand.

�Are you hungry, Naruto-kun?� came a voice from the
doorway. Saki appeared to be much more at ease dressed in her usual attire, a
purple petticoat under a long bell sleeved black dress. Black and white
candy-cane stockings covered her unbooted feet. Her
hair was carefully arranged, Sasuke�s stubborn spikes flattened down. She was
smiling softly, but her mascara had smudged and run down her cheeks slightly.
Naruto stood abruptly and rushed over to her, taking her in his arms. He buried
his nose in her neck, searching for Sasuke�s smell where it hid beneath her
scented oils.

�You don�t hafta cook if you
don�t want to, babe.� he mumbled into her skin. She raised a hand and let it
ghost back and forth across his back.

�There�s some leftover onigiri
in the fridge. How�s that?�

�My favorite!� Sasuke-chan cried. Naruto nodded his head,
still breathing in her scent, Sasuke�s scent. He returned to his seat, and she
served them three rice balls a piece. They ate in silence for a few minutes
before Sasuke-chan spoke up quietly.

�No matter how hard we try, we can never get them like Kaa-san used to make them.�

The clinking sound of chopsticks falling onto a plate
caused Sasuke-chan and Naruto to whip their heads toward Saki. Her face was
hidden by the shadow of her bangs, but they could see the hand she had brought
over mouth was trembling slightly.

�I�m sorry,� she whispered, �It�s been a very long day. I
must be more tired than I realized.� She stood quickly and dashed off to bed
leaving her chair pushed out and her half eaten dinner on the table. Naruto
made to go after her, but tiny fingers entangled in his sleeve stopped him. He
looked down into Sasuke-chan�s black eyes. They were mature and knowing and
didn�t fit in with his young face. His stare was so deep that it held the blond
jounin in place. He had glimpsed this depth only a few times before and only
for a moment. He remembered thinking then This is the real Sasuke.

�Don�t go after her.� Naruto didn�t even contemplate
arguing. Their gaze broke as Sasuke-chan hopped down from his seat and started
toward the hall. Naruto followed without a word. When they reached an old dusty
room, he helped the tiny Sasuke lay out the futon inside. He watched him
snuggle his little body under the blankets and rest his head on the white
pillow. He looked back toward Naruto, and the blond felt his heart clench
inside his chest. He knelt down beside him and pulled the covers up higher,
tucking him in like he had seen Tsunade do to children in the hospital. The boy
smiled sweetly at him, his black eyes sparkling. They didn�t radiate smugness
or hatred or lust or embarrassment. There was a warmth there that Naruto had
never seen from Sasuke.

�Don�t worry,� he said softly, �Tomorrow will be better,
Naruto-nii. We�ll figure this out. I just know it.�

�Who are you?� Naruto whispered, stroking the pale cheek
with the back of his hand. The boy yawned widely.

�Kaa-san said that Sasuke is
Sasuke.� Naruto closed his eyes to hold back the tears that had gathered there
unnoticed.

�That�s right, isn�t it? Goodnight, Sasuke-chan.� He rose
and moved to the door.

�Goodnight, Naruto-nii,� came
the sleepy reply. Naruto slid the door shut behind him and made his way back to
the kitchen. He cleared the table, washed the dishes, and put them out to dry
on the counter. He walked into the living room and laid down on the couch. The
cracks in the ceiling didn�t hold his interest for long, so he closed his eyes
despite not feeling as tired as he probably should have.

Tomorrow will be better�

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A/N: Well,
there�s the first chapter. Please review, and tell me what you think.
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