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Finally Wanted	By : Xiophelia Category: Naruto AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 3906 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Itachi had been staring at the picture screen for too long, his eyes were starting to burn. Rubbing them lightly, he sat back in his chair and sighed. The information he had found had been alarming, especially if it was true. He rubbed his temple as he thought of several plans to keep Naruto safe, the younger man had been a blessing in disguise. The relationship between himself, Kisame, and Sasuke was a volatile one, especially with the lives they led. But with the addition of Naruto, they had calmed, the rough sex had dwindled and affections were given more often.

Arms wound themselves around his shoulders and a kiss was placed on Itachi’s cheek. Turning his head slightly to the left, he saw Sasuke, staring intently at the photo that he had spent the last hour studying, his lips turning into a frown when he noticed the picture to the side of the article. It was a few moments of silence before the younger man spoke.

“He looks just like Naruto,” Sasuke said softly, afraid that his voice would carry to the bedroom. Ever since he had found the former prostitute beaten, Sasuke had a protective streak more than a mile wide. And even though Naruto hadn’t forgiven him yet, the younger Uchiha still did everything within his power to make Naruto feel safe and loved, even if he was shunned. It bothered him more than he would have liked to admit, but Sasuke kept his pace in trying to woo Naruto.

“Father saw Naruto the other day and made a passing comment about how he looked like this man. I had to double check since Namikaze was a fairly important family head and our father’s former lover,” Itachi answered, relaxing slightly in the loose embrace. It had been common knowledge that Fugaku Uchiha and Minato Namikaze had a passionate love affair. But it wasn’t only for the sex, there were many times that Minato had visited and spoiled himself and Sasuke. But they had never seen his son, the child had been kept safe and not allowed out with Minato in case of an emergency or if the man had been attacked. “The resemblance is not just coincidence, I’m fairly sure that Minato was Naruto’s father. It would certainly explain a lot.”

“You don’t think Father will tell his suspicions to Pein do you? I mean especially if he loved Minato,” Sasuke asked, his tone neutral as he thought of the head of the Namikaze family. While the head was fair, he still blamed Fugaku for the death of Minato and had cut all ties with the Uchiha family. If he found out that Minato’s only son was still alive and in their care, a war would break out and Itachi didn’t want that for Naruto.

“No, Father hardly interacts with Pein. It is no secret that there is no love lost between them, he would keep Naruto just to piss him off and keep Minato’s legacy alive,” Itachi mumbled, eyes flickering back to the screen. He would have to tell Kisame of his findings,Itachi knew he would be even more protective of Naruto than he was now. “For now, we have to keep Naruto in the dark. I know that’s not ideal, but the less he knows the better protected he’ll be. If Father had noticed the resemblance and I have no doubt he’s more then likely conducting a DNA test, others will too. I don’t want Naruto leaving the apartment without one of us present. If Pein even gets a whiff that Minato’s son exists, we will have a war on our hands.”

“How am I supposed to protect him when he won’t even let me touch him?” Sasuke asked, pulling away from his brother and settling himself on the other’s man lap. He rested his dark head on Itachi’s shoulder and played with the fabric of his brother’s designer shirt. “I don’t know what to do anymore...”

Itachi carded his hand through Sasuke’s hair, he knew it was hard on his brother to not be able to touch Naruto. The blond man would cower away from Sasuke’s touch and presence. If Sasuke had tried so much as to talk to Naruto, the blond would only provide one worded answers, not looking at the man.

“You wounded him deeply, Sasuke. This is something that will take time,” Itachi said softly, pressing a kiss to his brother’s worried brow. “You can’t undo damage like that in under a month, you have to be patient and keep trying to win him over.”

“I know, Itachi, I know. I just...look at him and I want that bright smile that he gives you and Kisame to be directed at me for once. I want him to cuddle with me, I want him in my arms, and most of all, I want him to love me.”

“Foolish little brother,” Itachi said teasingly. “Rome wasn’t built in a day, and neither will the relationship between you and Naruto.”

Sasuke sighed, he knew his brother was right. It would take time for Naruto to heal from his venomous words. Snuggling deeper into the strong arms, Sasuke sighed. He was content for now, just watching Naruto be around his other lovers. But soon, it wouldn’t be enough, he wanted some of that sunshine for himself. He wanted to be able to soothe Naruto’s fears, he wanted to be the one that the blond would run to on occasion when he was upset.

“Let us leave this be for the night,” Itachi said, gently pushing Sasuke off his lap so that he could stand and remove the image from the laptop. He didn’t want Naruto to see it and ask questions, a slip up was not allowed for their delicate situation. Itachi did not want to see his blond upset because of speculation, even though it was more than likely true. “We should get to bed, it’s hard to say when Kisame will be home from his job tonight.”

Sasuke nodded as the brothers left the computer room. Kisame’s job as a hitman and interrogator was a dangerous one, but the man had hated when they waited up for him. Most nights he would come home covered in blood and he didn’t want them to see him like that. It may have been his job, but it didn’t define who he was. Naruto didn’t even know of his role in the crime family, all three men preferring it that way. They hated to worry the youngest, especially with Kisame’s line of work.

Entering the room, they drank in the sight of a sprawled Naruto in their bed. The sheets twisted around his hips seductively as he slept on his stomach. The swell of his ass was barely visible above the silk sheets, as tempting as a sight it was, it was late enough in the evening that sleep was needed. Discarding their clothes, the Uchiha brothers climbed onto the bed and laid down on either side of Naruto. Itachi brushed a lock of hair out of the sleeping man’s face and placed a tender kiss on the side of his head. Sasuke watched, saddened that he could not do the same. With a goodnight kiss to each other, the brothers joined their loved one in sleep.

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Naruto fluttered around the kitchen, putting the finishing touches on Kisame’s favorite food. Ever since he had learned that the man had to work late some nights and sometimes without a meal, he vowed that he would be up to make his lover something. The food was done and Naruto placed it on a plate as he heard the front door open, smiling brightly, he pulled a bottle of water from the fridge and placed it beside the plate. All he had to do was wait, and it wasn’t long before Naruto heard the door and open close, though it was subtle.

A huge smile crossed his lips as he heard Kisame’s footsteps pause. Itachi had a rule that shoes were not to be worn inside the apartment, so they were taken off at the door and placed on the rack. Then, soft footsteps were heard again, Naruto went to the kitchen archway, intent on meeting Kisame with a kiss.

But what he saw was far from what he expected, Kisame was covered with blood. Naruto couldn’t tell if it was his own or someone elses. Fear welled up within him as he caught the haunted look in the man’s dark eyes, Naruto didn’t what to do.

“Itachi!” The scream was ripped from his throat, his mind numb when Kisame had taken a step toward. It wasn’t the fact that Naruto was scared, it was the fact that he didn’t know what to do.

Both Itachi and Sasuke came running into the kitchen, robes had been hurriedly thrown over their naked bodies. Itachi immediately understood the situation when he saw Kisame staring at Naruto, almost as if he didn’t recognize their youngest lover.

“Sasuke, take Naruto into our bedroom and keep him there. I will deal with Kisame,” Itachi barked out the order, not even glancing at his brother.

Sasuke did as he told, he gently grabbed Naruto’s arm and forcibly drug him from the kitchen. Naruto was protesting the whole way, asking for answer as to what the hell was going. A pale hand was slapped over his mouth as Sasuke hissed in his ear, “be quiet, moron.”

Naruto watched helplessly as he was removed from the kitchen, the last thing he had seen was Itachi cautiously approaching Kisame. He reached out with his hands, but it was fruitless as he was now in the bedroom and Sasuke had shut the door behind them.

Still in the Uchiha’s arms, Naruto glared up at Sasuke with burning blue eyes. He was beyond angry at the situation and wanted nothing more than to ream the man for answers. Naruto pounded his closed fists on Sasuke’s chest, demanding through angry tears that he let be out.

The Uchiha stood there, letting Naruto work through his anger as the fists ran out of steam. Sasuke brought the other man closer to him, cradling the body gently as he nuzzled Naruto’s blond hair.

“Itachi needs to handle this, little kitten,” Sasuke murmured softly, afraid of startling Naruto if he spoke any louder. His hand was rubbing circles on the small of the man’s back, Naruto relaxing slightly. “You have to trust him and let him help Kisame.”

“What’s going on?” Naruto asked, pulling away slightly but still staying in the circle of Sasuke’s arms. “What happened to Kisame?”

Sasuke sighed, looking up to the ceiling and putting his thoughts together. It wasn’t his place to talk of Kisame’s line of work, and he wouldn’t jeopardize his relationship with the hitman. He just wondered how he could word the sentence without harming Naruto’s feelings.

“It’s not my story to tell,” Sasuke answered finally. They had never told Naruto of how they had exactly gotten together, wanting to keep him away from their dark world. “If Kisame wishes to, he will tell you. If not, you have to respect his wishes, little kitten.”

Naruto’s mouth opened again, but Sasuke covered it with his own in a searing kiss. He never gave the blond time to move away before making Naruto submit completely to him. Sasuke guided the smaller body to the bed, lips still attached as they made their way across the room.

The backs of Naruto’s knees hit the bed and the blond fell, taking Sasuke with him as they bounced lightly on the mattress. The blond tried to protest again, but his words were cut off by Sasuke’s lips once again. Warm hands roamed his body, exciting him as Sasuke’s mouth moved along his skin.

Naruto’s back arched when those lips attached themselves to a nipple, working the hard nub as Sasuke’s hands went to his ass and kneaded the plump cheeks. Sasuke’s dark eyes stayed on Naruto’s face, watching the pleasure that rolled over the handsome features. He knew he had won when his name fell from Naruto’s lips in whispered pleasure.

But Sasuke wouldn’t stop there, he would complete this duty, take care of Naruto and show the blond just how much he loved him. He peppered the hot erection with kisses, his lips gently touching the scorching organ as Naruto begged for more.

The hand on Naruto’s ass worked the muscle harder as Sasuke’s mouth began to lightly suck on the side of the tan cock, the slim body arching high as hands twisted in the sheets. Pleasure rolled in Sasuke as he heard his name whispered from those lips, he was finally getting what he wanted.

It wasn’t long after that Naruto spilled his seed down Sasuke’s throat, the Uchiha drinking every drop as Naruto mangled his name. To have his name screamed during climax had hope flaring up within Sasuke that he had finally starting gaining ground in his war with Naruto.

He swallowed the semen and crawled up onto the bed, adjusting his body so that he could Naruto into his arms. The smaller body nestled against Sasuke, nuzzling his throat. A pale hand rested on Naruto’s possessively, he had claimed his spot in the blond’s life as a lover and that was all that mattered to Sasuke.

“You didn’t come,” Naruto whispered after a few minutes of silence, his hand sliding down Sasuke’s body. But the other’s hand stopped it descent as Sasuke brought the tanned hand to his lips and kissed it tenderly.

“No, I’m fine,” Sasuke rumbled, his dark eyes on Naruto. “Sleep, I’ll be here.”

“Thank you, ‘suke.” Naruto answered sleepily before snuggling deeper into the strong chest and falling into a deep slumber.

Sasuke didn’t fall asleep immediately, instead he watched Naruto sleep peacefully as he worried about his brother and Kisame. They had all agreed to keep their youngest lover out of their world, not wanting the violence to taint the already damaged heart when it was well on its way to healing.

The younger Uchiha liked to think that he was last piece to Naruto's healing, the last part needed to glue the heart back together so that he would be loved. The glances that the former prostitute gave Kisame and Itachi were full of adoration and Sasuke had been quite jealous that he wasn’t on the receiving end.

Sasuke’s hand stilled in Naruto’s hair as he heard Kisame grunt his release. After a job, the man lost himself and he needed to be brought back. Itachi, wanting to protect Sasuke, was the one who brought their dark-skinned lover back every time. There was no doubt in his mind that Naruto would ask questions come morning.

A few minutes later the door to their bedroom opened and Sasuke looked up to his lovers. Kisame’s eyes, while still slightly haunted, were brighter than what they had been earlier. The dark body was relaxed, a good sign that Kisame was no longer feral and Itachi had effectively calmed him down.

The men climbed onto the bed, both smiling at the sight of Naruto curled up on Sasuke’s chest as a tanned arm curled possessively around a pale waist. Kisame took the empty spot behind Naruto while Itachi took up the one on the other of Naruto. Sasuke wound an arm around his brother and nuzzled the dark locks in comfort, Itachi would be sore the next few days so they would have to be careful. His brother wouldn’t like it, but to prevent further damage, he would allow himself to be taken care of.

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Naruto woke up slowly, his mind groggy as the world came into a bleary vision. He was unfocused for a few minutes, but was content in his current position. He looked up and was met with the sight of a sleeping Sasuke, the man’s lips were partly open as he breathed gently through his mouth.

A newfound respect for Sasuke welled up within Naruto. The fact that he hadn’t asked repayment for last night had set his heart soaring, having been sure that Sasuke had never wanted him. A tan hand cupped Sasuke’s cheek gently, he wouldn’t let the other man off the hook just yet, but he would open up to him more a bit by bit. His heart was still tender when it came to Sasuke and he would make sure that the man fought for the right to hold it like Itachi and Kisame.

“Nar’to?” Sasuke mumbled, opening his dark eyes and glancing at the blond as he took the tan hand and placed a tender kiss to it.

“I’m going to make breakfast, you can rest until I’m done,” Naruto answered as he attempted to sit up, but Kisame’s strong arm prevented him from moving. Turning around, he smiled when he saw the relaxed face. “Kisame, I have to make breakfast.”

Kisame stirred, one brown eye cracking open and staring at Naruto. “No, little kitten, you’re staying here while I make breakfast.” The man sat up, stretching his back, hands reaching for the ceiling.

“But..” Naruto protested as he sat up, warm lips stopping him from protesting further.

“No, little kitten, I frightened you last and I will make it up to you,” Kisame muttered against the soft, pouty lips. “Stay here and rest, I’ll be back before you know it.”

Naruto watched helplessly as the man left their bed, he loved to cook it was the only thing besides cleaning that he could provide his lovers. He didn’t have a job to bring in an income and while it slightly bothered him, it was enough for now to just pick up the slack around the apartment and doing the shopping with the card that was provided for Naruto. But the former never spent it on himself, instead he was always groceries and little things needed around the apartment and if Itachi noticed, the man didn’t say anything about it.

A pale arm pulled him back to bed and snuggled up behind, breathing mumbled words into Naruto’s ear that the blond couldn’t even begin to understand. He may have been awake, but the two Uchiha brothers were still asleep for the most part. They were the hardest two to get out of bed in the mornings, Naruto had to resort some underhandedness to raise them.

The arms around his waist tightened as the body behind Naruto twisted restlessly, murmuring his name softly as if he were a god. He laughed as Itachi rolled over, snoring softly as drool smeared from his mouth to his cheek. So that meant that Sasuke was behind him and was the one breathing into his ear.

Naruto wanted to get up and start his day but knew it would be impossible until the two other men decided to wake. It was almost frustrating since Naruto was a morning person and most mornings he was trapped under Itachi. Kisame would laugh at him as the larger man was able to work his way free out of the bed, leaving Naruto with a pout on his full lips.

A few minutes later, Sasuke started to stir. The other man loosening his arms around Naruto as he rolled to his back. The blond turned to his side and faced Sasuke, watching the dark eyes open slowly as if he were still fighting his dreams.

“Hey, bastard, I have to piss and if you don’t move I’ll go all over you,” Naruto said mischievously, taking in the fact that Sasuke shot out of bed, clearing the way for the blond. Laughing at the confused expression on the younger brother’s face, Naruto blew a raspberry at the man before taking off into the kitchen.

Kisame was towering over the stove,a frown on his lips as he stared at the food in the pan. Naruto gave a small sigh as he approached his lover, slipping behind him and winding his arms around the other’s waist and nuzzling the strong back.

“You don’t have to tell me anything,” the smaller man said lightly, closing his eyes. “In fact, it’s probably best. But, you don’t have to hide from me either. I’m not going to break because you come home bloody. Just let me care for you, I used to do it on the streets for the other boys. Let me earn my keep.”

Kisame turned violently and cradled Naruto’s smaller to his body. “No, little kitten, you do not earn your keep. We provide for you, we are more than happy to support you. We don’t own you, Naruto, not like that.”

Blue eyes slid shut as Naruto buried his face into Kisame’s and breathed the other’s scent deeply. Large hands carded through his hair as Naruto was comforted. “I know that, but you guys work all the time while I’m at home cleaning. I don’t feel as though I’m doing enough or pulling my own weight.”

It might have been his old instincts kicking in from the gang, but Naruto didn’t feel right just sitting at home and cleaning. He wanted to do more and help his lovers, to be an equal and bringing in money. Everyone in the gang had pulled their own weight, making it run smoother and making sure that they weren’t brought down by laziness.

“Is that why you won’t buy anything for yourself?” Itachi’s familiar voice drifed into the kitchen. Naruto’s head turned to the direction and watched the frown pass over the man’s lips. He hadn’t meant to offend Itachi, but was surprised that he had known.

“I look over every transaction, Naruto,” Itachi supplied as he cupped a tanned cheek gently. “I was going to speak to you about that today, actually. Why won’t you buy anything? Why is everything you buy either for the apartment or one of us?”

Blue eyes lowered to the floor, Naruto hadn’t wanted to answer Itachi, but knew the man deserved one all the same. “All I do is cook and clean, I don’t earn that money when that is all I do. You give me too much for what I do around here and I don’t feel comfortable spending it on myself. I feel better when I spend it on you guys.”

“Moron,” Sasuke muttered as he embraced Naruto from behind and tenderly kissed the blond mop of hair, having snuck into the kitchen while the blond’s concentration was on his brother. “We love you and want to spoil you, to give you the life deserve.”

“But how do you know I deserve all this? Your love, your money, everything? I know it’s not for the sex,” Naruto answered, turning his body around and looking up to Sasuke. “I’m nothing but an ex gang member and an ex prostitute, I’ve done nothing to deserve this!”

“You’re wrong, Naruto,” Itachi said sternly as he moved to Naruto’s side and lifted the scarred face so that their eyes met. “You were denied a good childhood and we want to make you live a decent adult life. We cherish you deeply and want to keep you happy. If you want to get a part time job somewhere, we won’t stop you. But one of us will always escort you there and back.”

“So I can search for a job?” Naruto asked excitedly, the prospect of getting out of the apartment for a few hours a day lighting his eyes up. He would be helping with money, even though he was sure that these three men didn’t need it. All that mattered was that Naruto would feel useful.

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Naruto laughed as he drug Sasuke into the small bookstore, the bell ringing over their heads as they entered. Blue eyes took in every aspect of the small, quaint shop. It was quiet, unlike the cafe that they had just been to which had been noisy and cluttered with people.

They were job hunting today, Sasuke was given the task to watch over him since their older lovers had work that needed to be done. Naruto had pecked Kisame on the cheek and told him to be careful and that he’d be there when the man returned. A faint smile was the only answer the blond received, but it was enough for Naruto.

The day had spent job hunting, they had waited about a week so that Sasuke could clear his schedule to take Naruto out. All three men had agreed that it wasn’t safe for Naruto to be out and about, the previous incident coming to the front of their minds. It had been a brief argument over the subject of an escort, Naruto had been adamant that he could take care of himself and that since he had a cell phone now, he would be fine.

But he had lost that conversation, the men wouldn’t budge on their decision. Naruto had tried to tell them that he knew how to fight and defend himself, but because of that one night, they had refused to listen to him. Naruto wanted to prove to them that he could take care of himself and that night was a fluke, he hadn’t been on guard and was jumped. Or else, it would have been those men who had been left bleeding and broken on the ground.

A man with long white hair walked out of one of the aisles, a stack of books in his arms that looked ready to tumble over at any moment. Taking the initiative, Naruto moved to him and took some of the books and grinned at the stunned expression on the other’s face before it slid to one of indifference.

“I guess I should thank you, brat,” the man gruffed as he led Naruto to another part of the small bookstore. The stacks were set on the floor neatly, and the two men stood.

Naruto looked for Sasuke, but he was already out of the door. A bit of happiness burst through his chest as he realized that the other was giving him a chance to do things on his own. There would be no one hovering over his shoulder and looking for any possible danger. Naruto wanted to assert his independence, while he loved his men, he needed his own space as well.

Hopefully he could find a job, something not too demanding but still challenging. Naruto was raised on the streets, so a legitimate was out of the question. Itachi had already asked him to be his assistant, but Naruto hadn’t missed the double meaning behind the leer. While he would have loved to have been close to Itachi, Naruto didn’t want a job handed to him like that. But it wasn’t only that, he had no college education to even qualify.

Itachi had laughed at him, saying the little details didn’t matter since he owned the company. But it still didn’t right to Naruto, just having something handed to him like that. He was brought of his thoughts by someone clearing their and he gave the older man a sheepish smile.

“Sorry about that,” Naruto said, rubbing his hair as the man studied him.

“What’s your name, kid?” The man asked, Naruto thought he was the owner, he didn’t know what made him think that but he had seemed too at home in the bookstore.

“Naruto, sir. I don’t have a last name right now. I grew up on the streets most of my life,” Naruto answered honestly. Honor was the only thing a person owned on the streets, it was the only thing they could call theirs even if it wasn’t something they could physically hold. Kurama had tried to teach him simple math when he had time. But the only education Naruto had was from the brothel. Orochimaru had given him a simple education so that he could provide his clients with conversations if they had wished it.

“I’m Jiraiya, the owner of this store. What are you doing here, brat?” The large body plopped down in a nearby chair, arms crossing as the dark eyes continued to study Naruto.

“Saw the help wanted sign in the window, thought I’d at least come in and talk to you about it. I don’t have a high school diploma or a GED, yet at least. But I want to make my own way and pay any expenses myself without relying on others.” There wasn’t a lie in anything that Naruto had said. He hadn’t told Itachi, Sasuke, or Kisame what he was planning on doing and that he was dreaming of taking college courses at some point. He was still young and had his whole life ahead of him, Naruto wanted to do something with his life and he had an idea of what he wanted to do.

“Well at least you’re honest. Do you at least know currency and simple math?” Jiraiya asked, leaning back in his chair, eyes watching Naruto’s face for any hint of a lie.

“Yeah, I know simple math and I know money. I’m not stupid just ‘cause I grew up on the streets. We handled money when he pickpocketed people.”

“What’s two plus two?”

“Four, obviously.” Naruto answered, rolling his eyes at the simple question. It had been too easy and he hoped the next one would be a little more challenging.

“Okay, smartass. If you ring up an order for thirteen dollars and nine cents, what’s the change you give back if someone give you a twenty?”

“Six dollars and nine-one cents,” Naruto answered smug, taking joy in the stunned expression on the man’s face. He loved proving first impressions wrong, especially when they were made based off his life on the streets.

“Heh, I’ll hire you. We’ll do the paperwork right now, I want to get it out of the way.” Jiraiya stood and motioned for Naruto to follow him into the back. The store was relatively small so if the bell rung, it could be heard in the back.

Twenty minutes later, the papers had been done and Jiraiya told Naruto to come back in three days. The blond was told that had to work on his handwriting, it was atrocious and needed improvement, especially if he wanted to go to college.

Leaving the store, Naruto glanced up and down the sidewalk for his missing lover. It wasn’t like Sasuke to wander off, especially after having found Naruto in the alley that day. He didn’t know if the Uchiha was lurking around in a shop or if he was taking a brisk walk. It was a spring day and the sun was high in the sky, the warm rays bringing out plants and people alike.

There was a crowd of people gathered a few shops down from the bookstore Naruto was just in. Curiosity getting the better of him, he walked down the street to see what the commotion was about. He had no idea when Sasuke would return and he had to entertain himself somehow and he wasn’t about to do that by standing in a bookstore.

Pushing past a few bodies, Naruto’s heart dropped to his stomach as he watched a man beat Sasuke, the beautiful, pale face was already bruised, the purples spreading out from both eyes as blood trickled from a split lip. Growling as Sasuke hit the ground, Naruto violently shoved a man out of his way. It was obvious that these people were the stranger’s supporters from the way they were shielding the fight from prying eyes.

“Get the fuck away from him,” Naruto growled, pushing Sasuke behind him and taking up a defensive stance, his fists raised as the Uchiha behind started to protest. “No, stay there, I’ll take care of his asshole for ya.”

A fist came Naruto’s way, but he dodged it and grabbed the man’s hand, using the other’s momentum to hurtle him to ground harshly, a loud thud filling the air when the body connected with the concrete. It was obvious the other man didn’t know how to fight by the way he had charged at Naruto, which meant he had used his goons to wear Sasuke down.

Naruto stood over the man’s defeated body, he wasn’t even attempting to get up. But his eyes were alert and focused on the blond above him. Sneering, Naruto stooped so that he was closer and so the man could hear.

“Listen to me, fucker, you better hope those injuries aren’t serious, cause if they are, I’ll fuckin’ kill you,” Naruto said dangerously, slipping back into his street talk. Hidan had been a major influence on him along with Kurama. There were times that Naruto desperately missed the silver haired man who had taken Naruto under his wing after Kurama’s death. “Now, get your little group of pussies and get the hell outta here, I don’t want to see your goddamn faces again, got it?”

Nodding furiously, the man agreed. Satisfied, Naruto stood and grabbed Sasuke, supporting the taller as the crowd parted ways and let them through. Having become used to supporting men larger than himself, Naruto expertly led Sasuke down the street to a bench. He gently placed his lover down on the bench and caressed a pale cheek.

Dark eyes watched as Naruto gently wiped smear blood from his face, trying to gauge the other’s mood. The man chuckled when he realized what Sasuke was doing, Naruto kissed Sasuke’s forehead.

“Don’t worry, I’ll fix you up. I don’t think your injuries are anything serious.” Naruto mumbled, pulling his cell phone out of his pocket, before he could dial, Sasuke’s hand covered his.

“Don’t call...” Sasuke croaked, Naruto knew he must have been hit in the throat.

“I have to, we have no way back. You’re in no condition to drive and I don’t have my license,” was the gentle answer as Naruto shook his hand loose. He hit the send button and soon Itachi was picking up and getting a short version of their situation.

It wasn’t long before a car was speeding down the street, blatantly breaking the speed limit among other laws. Naruto wanted to laugh, but couldn’t. He didn’t know the reason behind the attack, but he knew that Itachi could get the answer from Sasuke. They had a bond as brothers and hopefully Itachi would exploit it for answer. It was underhanded, but it was necessary.

When the car stopped, Naruto lifted Sasuke off the bench, showing off impressive strength with such a small frame. He was able to drag the tall, lithe frame into the back seat, Itachi watching from the driver’s seat. It was obvious that Naruto had things under control and didn’t need his help.

“What happened?” Itachi asked right after Naruto closed the door to the car, taking off into traffic, though the speed this time wasn’t as reckless as before.

“It’s nothing,” Sasuke answered, snuggling into Naruto’s smaller frame and letting the other man comfort him.

“Someone assaulted you, Sasuke, I want their name.” Dark eyes flashed angrily in the rearview mirror, murder easily read in the dark depths.

“You don’t need their name, Naruto took care of it,” Sasuke grumbled, placing his head into Naruto’s lap and letting the other man pet his hair while he inspected his injuries.

“Naruto was involved?” Itachi hissed, almost slamming on the brakes, deadly intent flashing in his dark eyes.

“He beat the guy to shit, Itachi. He can handle himself, he grew up on the streets after all.” Sasuke defended Naruto vehemently and it surprised the other man. The hands stilled in the dark hair for a moment before resuming the petting.

A thin eyebrow raised, but as the dark eyes landed on Naruto’s fuming expression, Itachi wisely kept his mouth shut. Naruto had a temper, they had found that out quickly after he healed back up after the beating and refused to be coddled. They had to tread carefully when they caught the early warning signs of a blow up.

“Thanks, bastard,” Naruto whispered as he leaned over and gently kissed the other’s temple. It was one of the first real affections Sasuke received from Naruto and the other beamed brightly despite the split lip that pounded with pain.

When they reached the parking garage, Itachi had tried to carry Sasuke, but Naruto had warned him off and only supported the younger brother as they slowly made their way to the condo. The doorman didn’t even spare them a glance as he let them in.

The way to the fifteenth floor seemed longer than ever even though they were in an elevator. Sasuke clung to Naruto’s smaller frame, as if the blond would change his mind and let him go. Naruto didn’t mind having the younger Uchiha this close to him, in fact he welcomed it since the man had stood up for him.

When they reached the apartment, the door flew open violently as Sasuke was snatched from Naruto’s hold and swept up into strong arms and taken into the apartment. Blue eyes blinked in confusion before Itachi guided him into the apartment, Kisame was sitting on the couch and had Sasuke in his lap, inspecting the younger man while the other scowled and looked to Naruto to help.

“Kisame, stop! I’m fine!” Sasuke growled, trying to break through the arms around his waist but failing miserably.

“No, you were attacked, I want names, Sasuke,” the older man answered gruffly, his arms tightening around the younger man.

“So you can what? Kill them for beating me up? That won’t solve a damn thing! Not this time! And Naruto got there in time and saved me.”

Kisame’s head whipped to Naruto, his dark eyes narrowing. “You were there? Why didn’t call you us immediately?”

“Because I can handle myself,” was the growled answer, Naruto’s patience was growing short as well as his temper. “I don’t need to be coddled like a babe. Now give me Sasuke so I can fix him up.”

“He’s mine to take care of, not yours.” Kisame responded harshly, but as Naruto’s temper was finally let loose he was shocked as Sasuke was able to slip from his lap. The Uchiha took his hand, stopping any retort that would have fallen from Naruto’s lips and led him to the bedroom.

When Naruto entered the bedroom, he closed and locked the door behind him. His mind was jumbled with thoughts, most of them wheeling around Kisame’s words. He sat on the bed, his fight drained from him with those words. He had thought he belonged here, had a place and now that he had a job, he could help out. He couldn’t help but feel as though he was still the odd one out. These men had a history with one another while he had only been brought in for pleasure.

Sasuke noticed the crestfallen expression and cursed his possessive lover. Out of all of them, Kisame was the most possessive and took it hard when one of them was injured. Kneeling in front of Naruto, he hugged the other around the waist and offered him comfort.

“He didn’t mean it,” Sasuke murmured softly. “He can’t handle one of us being hurt and he immediately goes into protective mode. He’s done it to Itachi before, don’t take offense, little kitten, he still loves you.”

“I don’t doubt that,” Naruto answered, a hand carding through the dark locks. “I guess...I’m still unsure of how I fit in with you guys. I’m used to taking care of myself and others,” Naruto mumbled, closing his eyes. “I want to comfort you guys too.”

Sasuke chuckled as he moved from the spot between Naruto’s legs and straddled the blond’s lap, kissing the younger man for all he was worth and dominating him easily. Naruto always fought Itachi and now Sasuke for dominance, and never Kisame when they were lip locked. The kissing stung, the wound on his lip bleeding slightly, but Sasuke paid it no heed, the pleasure mixed with the pain only served to turn him on further.

“Sasuke, we can’t,” Naruto moaned, arching his neck when the Uchiha attacked it with bites and kisses, his hands clutching the other’s shoulders. “I have to..fuck! I have to...”

Sasuke had pushed Naruto’s shirt to his armpits and attached his mouth to a pert nipple, a smirk shining through his eyes. He had successfully shut the other man up and he would now have his way with him.

Naruto arched, trying to protest as Sasuke attacked him. The Uchiha was injured and needed to be tended to, not partaking in strenuous activities. Hands buried themselves in dark hair, their original purpose was to pull Sasuke’s head away from his chest, but instead they jerked the dark head closer.

The wave of pleasure swept Naruto up, making it hard to think, let alone breathe. Sasuke was consuming him, taking everything he offered. And the blond didn’t mind at all, the thought should have scared him, but it didn’t. It was past time he stopped punishing the younger Uchiha for his actions.

“Of course you have to fuck,” Sasuke purred, moving his mouth from the abused nipple to the long, tan neck, driving Naruto wild as his hands roamed the other’s body. He would have Naruto, there was no doubt about that. Sasuke was finally getting what he craved the most.

“Sasuke!” Naruto couldn’t help but moan, it seemed that whenever he was touched intimately, his mind would shut down. Soon clothes were thrown on the floor, in all directions. Sasuke was always the impatient one, always wanting to rush forward when it came to sex.

Naruto knew this, and found it perfect since Kisame and Itachi always took their time with him. The blond was more than ready for some sex that wasn’t slow and teasing. Sasuke’s fingers were already lubed and up his ass, pleasuring him as Naruto arched up into the other man’s kiss hungrily.

He had never felt a fire burn this deep before with such raw passion as Sasuke slid into him roughly, not pausing for Naruto to adjust to his length before he began to pump his hips, hitting that spot deep within the blond to drive him wild.

A long moan of pleasure fell from Naruto’s lips as Sasuke’s attack on his prostate kept his blood boiling, his eyes wide as he clutched the strong back, nails sliding down the sweat lined skin as he couldn’t find purchase. He knew this round of sex wouldn’t last very long, not with the way he and Sasuke craved one another. Itachi and Kisame had always been gentle with him, never consuming like Sasuke did and Naruto found he loved the difference.

“Fuck, Sasuke!” Naruto groaned, eyes sliding shut as his body trembled from a particular harsh jab at his prostate.

“That’s it, baby, scream my name,” Sasuke growled, biting Naruto’s neck, drawing a bit of blood as he continued his brutal pace until he came deep within his lover, triggering the other’s own loud and needy release as Sasuke collapsed on top of the smaller body.

Kisame glared at the bedroom door, knowing Itachi would beat him senseless if he were to force his way inside. He knew he had fucked up with Naruto and wanted to apologize to his smallest lover and make it up to him. He hadn’t meant to imply that the blond had no place in taking care of Sasuke. It was going to be tough adjusting to Naruto wanting Sasuke as much as he wanted Itachi and himself, for such a long time they had him to themselves and now they had share.

He wasn’t quite sure who he was most jealous of right now, Sasuke or Naruto. But those thoughts filtered out of Kisame’s head as Itachi perched himself on the large lap, arms dangling around his neck. It wasn’t like Itachi to just straddle him out of the blue like this, something was bothering him and Kisame’s focus shifted from his younger lovers to his older one.

“What is it?” Kisame asked gruffly, his voice still laden with jealousy as he pulled the smaller body closer to his own.

“Naruto may be the son of Minato Namikaze, my father’s former lover,” Itachi answered, he wasn’t one to beat around the bush and he had been trying to figure out just how to tell Kisame this little piece of information.

“How do you figure that?” Kisame’s voice was gruff as he tried to comfort the other man. He was always in tuned to Itachi since he was his first lover in this relationship. They had been together for years before Sasuke had came into the picture and at times they could communicate without words.

“Father dropped by for a visit, he wanted to take us out for dinner and Naruto was in the kitchen. He made a comment about Naruto’s appearance under his breath, but I recognized the look in his eyes. If Naruto truly is Minato’s son, we have to protect him, Kisame. He’s already under orders not to go outside without one of us,” Itachi explained as his hand moved up to play at the hair at Kisame’s neck.

“He’ll be safe, Itachi. Don’t worry about that, Pein will never get his hands on Naruto,” Kisame reassured his smaller lover before pulling him into a possessive kiss as he soothed the worries from the troubled mind. He would do anything to protect what he had considered his, even if it meant murdering someone out of cold blood.

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Naruto smiled as a customer entered the store and greeted them in a friendly fashion, he had been working at the bookstore for two weeks now and had settled in quite nicely. The pay was good as he hoarded it in his bank account so he could pay for GED courses. He wanted to go to college and make his men proud of him. He hadn’t thought of a major yet, having scoured through professions online and trying to make the right choice for him.

Naruto wanted something that had decent hours so he could still spend time with his lovers, he didn’t want to waste any time with them. But it had been challenging, everything he had been interested in required a lot of fieldwork and a person had to be gone for days at a time. But he kept soldiering on, keeping his mind open as he researched on Itachi’s laptop.

He still hadn’t bought one for himself, Naruto didn’t see the point yet since he could use Itachi’s anytime he wanted and search what he needed, making sure he cleared the history so that the others wouldn’t get a sniff of what he had planned. He wanted it to be a surprise if he passed his GED test.

He was pulled out of his thoughts as books were set down on the counter and a man with orange-red hair greeted him with a smile. Jiraiya had to leave the store for some sort of emergency, leaving Naruto alone even though Itachi had made it clear he was not to be left alone.

“Is this all for you?” Naruto asked as he started to ring the purchase up on the old cash register. He had been after Jiraiya for weeks to replace it, but the old man had insisted that this one worked just fine and there was nothing wrong with it.

“It’s amazing how much you look like him,” the man said, blatantly ignoring Naruto’s question his grey eyes examined the man before him.

“What are you talking, sir?” Naruto asked, wishing that he had the phone right beside since the man was giving him the creeps, but the cordless was dead and the corded phone was hung on a wall a few feet away. “Are you ready to purchase?”

“Purchase? No, but you are coming with me,” was the answer much to Naruto’s shock. His defense mechanisms fell into place as he shifted his body, ready for a fight.

“I think I’ll have to decline,” Naruto said, his eyes glowing with fury as men wearing suits entered the store. It was obvious that this man was powerful, but Naruto didn’t care. It didn’t intimidate him and he wouldn’t leave the shop until it was clear that there had been a struggle. He might have went to school, but he knew he had to get a message across that he was taken.

“I’m afraid that isn’t an option, Naruto.”

The blond didn’t waste any time as he jumped over the counter and aimed a fist at the other man’s face, missing it as he stepped aside and the books on the counter fell to the floor in a heap. Whipping his head around and gaining his balance, Naruto lunged for the stranger again, but was halted in his actions as electricity flowed through his body and he fell forward unconscious into someone’s arms.

Pein smiled at the smaller body body in his arms. He would have preferred to not have hurt Naruto, but he hadn’t counted on the boy inheriting his mother’s wild streak. But that didn’t matter as he hauled the body into his arms bridal style and walked out of the store with a grin on his face. He had everything he wanted once again and for the first time in years, Pein saw the world in color.
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