It's a seme's world! | By : bellabambina24 Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Naruto/Sasuke Views: 2674 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Chapter 1, “Three to one!”
Iruka tiptoed through the front door, trying not to disturb
the newlyweds. He laid the food tray onto the dining room table as silent as he
can. Suddenly, a raven haired man marched behind him. You would think he
intended to be noisy from how loud his feet stomped the ground.
The brunette glared at him, but his glare
seemed feeble compared to the other’s. “Shhh! They might be sleeping, Itachi.”
Itachi hissed, and ignored the other
male’s protests. He looked ground his brother’s new house, and frowned deeper
when he noticed some photos of Sai hanging. He honestly didn’t want his brother
to be a second uke husband. The second was never the favorite. The first always
was the favorite, and the third was pampered since he was the last and youngest.
Yet, never ever was the second special! He would know.
Right then, Sasuke walked out of his room
alone pouting. He headed towards the food tray unswervingly dipping a piece of
bread into the dark sweet molasses. He poked his tongue out after the first
taste; he wasn’t fan of sweet things.
Itachi eyed Sasuke silently. He then
turned around to check Sasuke’s bedroom. It was empty…
“Why are you sulking, Sasuke? This is
supposed to be a-” Iruka wondered.
“I need to get a divorce! He is a pervert!”
Sasuke announced shocking both his brother and Iruka.
“What did he do to you?” The older Uchiha
asked heatedly. “I knew that guy wasn’t right for you!”
“Calm down. We don’t know what happened
yet,” Iruka calmed the Uchiha down. Then he looked at Sasuke with a supple
sympathetic look, “What happened?”
“He…” Sasuke shifted on his feet. He
didn’t like being timid. It wasn’t like him to hesitate. Yet, since he was
currently loitering through a new territory, he allowed himself to blush.
“He what?”
“He (murmur murmur)…” His voice was almost
inaudible, as a blush of deep pink tainted his ivory skin. He looked cuter than
an adorable hamster.
Although the voice was hushed, both older
men seemed to get the idea. Iruka leaned his head to the side kindly, while
Itachi rolled his eyes.
“Foolish little brother!”
“He is not foolish, he is just innocent!” The
tanned man retorted. The two men were the uke husbands of one Kakashi Hatake. They
argued no less than twenty four seven. Except infront of their seme husband, of
course! No uke dared anger or challenge his husband’s authority. However, seeing
as Iruka was the first and the favorite, the Uchiha was usually envious of how
Kakashi would yield to the brunette’s demands. Therefore, he resisted all of
Iruka’s attempts at a peace truth. Uchiha’s were possessive, and they didn’t
like sharing their man. To much of his displeasure, Kakashi married added a
fourth to the mix when he married obito a year after Itachi.
The silver haired exploited his right,
like many, to marry up to three. The law was set so that a man who married an infertile
Uke could marry again and have children. Also, the law was set at a time of
war, in which many seme’s died, leaving many ukes with no care taker.
Therefore, a seme took care of up to three ukes. Not to mention, the law
clearly stated that the man had to be fair and just between his uke- husbands,
but semes rarely were. A uke was allowed to be granted a divorce rider he asks,
if his seme was to marry ‘on/ after’ him. However, in their culture divorce was
a disgrace. Families never accept their divorced uke sons back into their
homes, consequently most ukes didn’t dare ask for a divorce in the first place.
All things considered, the law was abused even by the best of semes.
“Sasuke, all married couples do that.” Iruka
stated.
“No, they don’t! You don’t do that!” For
Sasuke, Iruka was considered a saint. He was a chaste and an above suspicion man
who didn’t have shocking humanly needs such as going to the bathroom.
Both older men didn’t answer.
Suddenly, Sasuke’s eyes widened, “No! You
don’t do that!”
“It will feel good,” his brother added.
“I don’t want to do that! It’s wrong! It’s
just wrong!”
“Sasu-kun, you have to listen to your
husband so it would feel good for you to.” Usually, seme’s preferred to take
than give. Sex was a seme’s thing. The only seme’s who pleasured their uke did
it because they liked to feel secure about their sex ability. Other just
measured their sex ability by the number of their off spring.
“But-”
“Fine, don’t sleep with him. Let Sai be
his favorite. You know what happens when you are not your husband’s favorite?
You get the short end of the stick!” Itachi spat.
“Nii-san-”
“He will beat you even harder than father
did, would you like that? He will always take Sai’s side, and you will always
be the one to receive the punishment!” He continued the tale of menace, almost
making the young raven shiver from dread.
“Stop it, Itachi! Don’t scare him!”
“Whatever,” Itachi shrugged his shoulders,
and walked away.
The older Uchiha stood on the stairwell looking
at the floors beneath them. He jolted when he heard a door open. He searched
the vicinity with his eyes for any sight of movement, finally his eyes landed
on an older man. The man looked in his early thirties. His dark rough skin was jagged
from the extensive smoking, but somehow it accentuated his masculine air. Well
built and muscular was enough to depict his frame.
The man looked up at the Uchiha with two
narrow eyes. Although the man wasn’t handsome or beautiful, he was attractive. He
was sexy in a different sort of way. He was sexy as in smelling of cigarettes’
aroma as the pale uke rode his thick seven inch cock. He got under Itachi’s
skin enough to make the uke fanaticize about him every time Kakashi was inside
of him.
(A.N. I don’t support smoking at all! So
please don’t smoke.)
Kisame Hoshigaki stared at the boy. Itachi
gulped. The man then looked away, and walked off.
_*_*_*_*_*_
Sai laid in bed as his husband walked
through the door. He grimaced, and looked away. He wanted Naruto just for him. He
knew that Naruto was forced into their marriage, but they had come a long way
since then. It had been almost two years.
Naruto walked towards his husband, who
just happened to be sleeping with hair mousse and perfume on. The blond smirked
noticing how his husband was already jealous of the new bride. He kissed him on
the cheek inhaling the pleasant odor.
Sai shifted in bed enjoying Naruto’s
coarse skin but gentle touch. “So how was your new slut? Tight enough for you!”
“Behave yourself! How many times do I have
to tell you to watch that tongue of yours! Don’t make me put chili powder in
there!” Naruto kissed him again roughly. After that, he pinched the pale cheek teasingly
with a bandaged hand leaving a red blotch.
The sight alerted Sai, “what
happened to your hand?”
“Nothing really. I just cut on a
piece of broken glass yesterday night.” Naruto rubbed the back of his head. Sai’s
recognized it as a nervous habit Naruto had grown accustomed to.
“Show me!” he started pulling the
bandages quickly, without waiting for Naruto’s approval.
The sturdy blond pulled his hand
away, but it was too late by then. The thing sheet of bandages was already
gone.
“That’s a bite mark!” Sai exclaimed.
“He bit you! You have to teach him a lesson!” If Naruto couldn’t discipline the
new husband, that meant Sai had a new rebellious uke to deal with. Thus, Sai
wanted Naruto to show Sasuke his place. He knew Naruto could be lenient
sometimes, and he didn’t want the raven to mistake that for weakness. His
husband was far from weak. In fact, when Naruto was angry, he never hesitated
to give the worse punishments by far.
“He didn’t bite me… I asked him
to,” Naruto stated.
“What do you mean?”
“I mean…” Naruto hesitated. It was an infamy for a man not to penetrate his uke
on their first night, “I needed blood for-”
Sai’s monotone voice disappeared as
he his body stiffened. “Do you know what people will call you if they realize
that you didn’t do it with him yet? Everyone’s gossip would be about impotent
Naruto who didn’t… I don’t want to be called the husband of an impotent. Your reputation
is mine, and mine is yours. And sadly, now his your yours, and therefore mine.
Plus, I don’t want to see you get hurt!” Sai was sincere. He might have been
selfish, but he cared a lot for Naruto.
“That’s enough, Sai. I get what you
are saying!”
“Go fuck him now! Put your damn
penis into hi-”
“Sai, spare me the graphic images!”
“Go!”
“Fine,” Naruto hissed as he walked
out of the room.
_*_*_*_*_*_
Sasuke sat infront of the television
watching the news. He eyed Naruto suspiciously the blond sat next to him noiselessly,
smiling at him fretfully every few minutes.
“Soooo,” Naruto smiled.
Sasuke looked at him indifferently,
“Do you need something?”
“No, just chatting!” Naruto,
toughen up!
Heavy silence filled the room for a
few minutes, until a bomb exploding on the news caught Sasuke’s eyes.
“So you like the news. What else do
you like?”
The raven raised an eyebrow,
“Excuse me?”
“Tell me about yourself; what you
like, what you dislike?”
“Hn,” Sasuke paused for a second. “I
hate a lot of things, and I don't particularly like anything. What I have is
not a dream, because I will make it a reality. I'm going to get the hell out of
here, and continue my education.”
Don’t smack him. Don’t smack
him. Just… smile… smil- that damn bastard!
“Well, you can fuck off for all I
care, you bastard!” The seme snapped.
“I will if I could!” Sasuke
retorted.
“You have my permission!” Naruto
realized how childish he was acting, yet… well the bastard was too damn of a bastard
to ignore.
“Your permission doesn’t matter!” Sasuke
huffed. Then silently mumbled to himself; “its not like dad will ever allow me
to… divorce you or continue my edu-”
“I bet he is glad he got rid of
you!” Naruo blurted out. As soon as he saw the pained expression that Sasuke
wore, a smack of remorse compelled him to budge.
Sasuke looked away, and stared at
the television screen. The words were like salt on open wound. It was as if
Naruto knew what exactly to say to make the other’s world crumble.
Naruto composed himself, “you want
to continue your education? Why don’t you?”
Sasuke chuckled from irony, “Because
I am a uke. If I think about finishing it, I will be disgracing my family… and
you. Stupid traditions…”
“You have my permission to continue
with it. I don’t care what others think anyway,” It was true. Naruto no longer
cared about what others thought of him. He learned his lesson already. Plus, he
wasn’t like many of the other semes. He wasn’t cruel just for the sake of cruelty.
Bar for some… activities to be subtle.
“Are you serious?” Sasuke’s face
closed to Naruto’s.
“Oh, now my opinion matters!”
Naruto smirked. “I am serious. But I think I will just send you to a private
tutor. You will go from here to his house and back. I trust you won’t answer
any seme who tries to start a conversation with you. You will keep ‘our’
honor-”
“Yes yes!” Sasuke answered too eagerly
for his liking. “I promise.”
“Deal then!”
Silence then followed. Naruto
watched the raven smile like a five year old in a candy shop. He never imagined
a uke would want to be educated this much. Why did he need education anyway? It
wasn’t as if he will ever work.
He stretched his arm trying to
slyly but his hand around the raven’s shoulder.
“What are you doing?”
“T-touching-”
Sasuke glared.
“No?”
Sasuke glared more.
“No…” Naruto stated to himself.
_*_*_*_*_*_*_
“What do you mean you didn’t do
anything? What do you mean you let him go to school?” Sai asked unperturbedly.
“I mean I didn’t do anything, and I
told him he could finish his education-”
“Are you that of a wimp,
small dick?”
SLAP
Sai cupped his fleshly bruised
cheek. He sunk deeper into the couch he sat on, anticipating other blows from
Naruto.
“You know better than to call me
that! I might be lenient, but I won’t tolerate any-”
“Sorry,” Sai’s previously emotionless
face was starting to flush, as tears made their way down his burning cheek. He
loved it when Naruto was rough with him. He loved it when Naruto controlled
him. Yet, honestly, he didn’t like it when Naruto was genuinely upset.
“Next time it won’t just be a slap!
Understand?”
“Yes,” he held in his tears, face static.
“Don’t make me punish you Sai. You
always end up-”
“I know.”
“Fine.” Naruto swallowed, then
tried to elevate the mood, “I think he just needs sometime to get used to the
new surroundings.”
“I have an idea,” Sai wiped away an
almost dry tear, watching how Naruto was dying to hug him. He realized that
Naruto was going to resist the temptation, since he didn’t want to send the
wrong message. He didn’t tolerate disrespect.
“Did I tell you before how Itachi
acts around Kakashi when Iruka is close by? Or how Obito gets?”
“How?”
“Well, enough to say he loses all reserve.
That’s a lot of Uchiha’s, you know! They are really possessive.”
“Are you saying… we should make him
jealous?” Naruto’s grin widened. He loved the idea.
------To
be Continued------
Preview
Chapter 2, “Just don’t touch me
there!”
Naruto tightened his grip around
the bulge…
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