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In the Heat of the Moment	By : Dia-Chan93 Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Itachi/Naruto Views: 16002 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 4
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. No money or profit is gained from this. This is purely fanmade.

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Warnings for chapter: sex between two males. Mention of male pregnancy. Mention of child abuse. Slight Konoha bashing. Kyuubi being a pervert.
Timeline: Takes place a month and a half before Itachi vs. Sasuke battle. Itachi also doesn't have an illness.
Summary: Every spring since his 13th birthday, Naruto goes into heat. He endures it by himself, but one season Kyuubi reaches his limit. Enter one tied up Uchiha traitor and things get a little messy. Big time.
In the Heat of the Moment
ItaNaru
Chapter Two
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Naruto awoke feeling lighter and more carefree than he had in months. The pillow he was sleeping on smelled absolutely divine. He absently wondered if he'd washed his sheets with different brand of detergent, but quickly shot that idea because his laundry day wasn't until later in the week. The pillow was also warm and there was a soft thumping noise coming from within that provided a lovely comfort that almost lulled him back into sleep.
In fact, if he wasn't so sure that no one would ever willingly share his bed, he would say that his pillow was another person.
What a strange idea...
Wait a second...
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Naruto shot straight up in bed, but immediately regretted the action when sharp pain shot up is lower back. Feeling his 'pillow' shift next to him, the blond Jinchuuriki was suddenly hit with an onslaught of rather raunchy images from several hours prior. Bracing himself for confirmation, he sent a sideways glance at his 'pillow' which, turns out, indeed wasn't an actual device used to provide head support for sleeping individuals.
Instead, it was Itachi fucking Uchiha. He had fucked Itachi Uchiha, Sasuke's potentially insane older brother, and then fell asleep in the same bed as one of Konoha's most wanted criminals.
“Why can't anything in my life be normal?” Naruto complained out loud. Seriously, how was he going to explain this one?
“You'll find, Naruto-kun, that normal is incredibly overrated.” Naruto, not having expected a reply, startled with a very unmanly squeaking noise that put mice to shame. Itachi merely quirked an eyebrow before taking in his and the blond's lack of clothing. His dark gray eyes widened a fraction before returning to their usual indifference.
“Perhaps, we should get dressed and talk about this...situation,” the Uchiha suggested. Naruto nodded right before his stomach rumbled loudly causing the younger blond to blush brightly. “and also get something to eat.”
“Um...r-right,” despite agreeing, Naruto didn't move an inch. Itachi looked at him expectantly and he just stared back for a moment before realizing what Itachi wanted. “I'll go get your clothes then.”
The blond slowly got out of bed, taking the bed sheet with him. Scarred cheeks were bright red from embarrassment and the raven haired male looked on in amusement as the younger male rushed quickly out of the room.
“Hn.”
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After handing Itachi his clothes (while trying not to think of what was beneath the white sheets) Naruto rummaged through the bag Kyuubi had packed for the scroll containing ingredients to cook with.

Little known fact in Konoha, Naruto was a pretty decent chef. He wasn't at a professional level or anything, but he was good enough to not burn, break or over/under cook anything. Not many people knew because not many people bothered to ask and he only ever cooked for Iruka, Jiraiya and the Sandaime when he was still alive. 'I suppose I can add Itachi to that list.'
Pulling the plain white scroll from the bag, the Kyuubi vessel unsealed it and took inventory of all the items stored within. This was one of his favorite types of storing seals. It was simple enough to draw and it allowed for items stored to be refrigerated and kept fresh for long periods of time. How long depended and at what temperature depended on the seal itself. Naruto would be forever grateful for Jiraiya teaching him that seal. For Naruto, who couldn't buy decent ingredients within the village, it was a godsend. He did all his grocery shopping (with clones of course) first chance he got whenever he was on a mission outside the village. With the seal he didn't have to worry about food spoiling before he got home.
Naruto saw that Kyuubi may have gotten a little pack happy as he unrolled the scroll. Almost every available seal space was occupied by something or another. Considering there where over fifty spaces and each space could hold up to ten large watermelons, that was a lot.
Releasing a tired sigh at his tenant's quirkiness, Naruto unsealed some vegetables, noodles and meat to make some homemade ramen (technique and recipe courtesy of old man Ichiraku). He also unsealed some pots, utensils and dishes from a smaller, blue rimmed scroll that he had pulled out earlier. He steadily began preparing the vegetables while the noodles boiled.
The kitchen was fairly large with a stove (complete with overhead vent), refrigerator, sink, plenty of counter space and island in the middle. The kitchen, like the rest of the house, had a very cozy, cottage-like ambiance and showed signs of recent abandonment. All the furniture was covered in a thin layer of gray dust that Naruto's clones had an easy time wiping off just minutes ago.
Naruto wasn't sure how Kyuubi had managed to find this place. The house was located in the south eastern border of Hi no Kuni and was surrounded by thick forest on all sides. There was a small fresh water lake (complete with fish) in the backyard, which was strange considering the ocean was a few kilometers away and the little country of Wave was a nights travel (by ninja standards). There was plenty of room for a vegetable garden as well. The cottage itself was family sized with three bedrooms, two and a half bathrooms, master suite, kitchen, dinning room and large living room.
Overall, it was almost exactly what Naruto dreamed his future home would look like and he couldn't understand why anyone would ever abandon such a place, but he supposed the people who lived here before had a reason and there was no way he was going to complain.
So engrossed in his thoughts and cooking, he didn't notice when Itachi entered the kitchen wearing his gray shinobi pants and black t-shirt. The Uchiha took one short sniff of the aromas filling the kitchen and felt his own stomach give a light rumble in excitement.
“Smells good, Naruto-kun,” he said with s slight hint of something that could possibly be considered as kindness. Said blond jumped only a little at the newcomer and turned to address him with a shy, nervous smile.
“T-thanks. It'll be ready in a moment,” he replied earnestly before returning to his work. Surely enough, a minute and twenty-two seconds later had the two of them seated at the dinning room table Itachi taking his first bite of Naruto's cooking (which looked pretty good though not perfect) and Naruto awkwardly awaiting for Itachi's review.
“This is very tasty, Naruto-kun,” the older male complemented. The blond beamed at him before digging into his own meal after a quick thanks. The dinning room was filled with soft slurps and only a hint of awkwardness as no conversation was made.
Naruto finished his ramen first and waited for the room's other occupant to finish what little was left in his bowl before taking the dishes back to the kitchen to wash. Itachi followed and leaned on the doorway connecting the two rooms, avidly watching the teenager as he cleaned the dishes.
“Naruto-kun, why did you kidnap me?” he asked bluntly, causing the blond to nearly drop a pot on the floor.
Flustered the blond explained, to the best of his abilities, his heat, Kyuubi's allowed takeover and their being mates. Itachi took it all in as it was explained and only interrupted with a question. If Naruto didn't know the answer, he asked his lazy tenant and relayed the answers to Itachi.
“Kyuubi says that there will be flashes of heat for the next few days. He doesn't know for sure how long they will last each time, but he says they will get shorter and less potent each time,” the teenager explained. Itachi seemed to think about everything he'd heard before releasing a sigh after a few minutes.
“This is quite the problematic situation,” he said. Naruto frowned.
“You don't have to stay, you know. I'll understand if you don't want be my mate. I won't force you,” he whispered the last part, the distress painfully visible in his blue eyes. The second the last syllable exited his mouth Itachi was in front of him, hand griping his shoulders tightly but not enough to hurt.
“It's not that I don't want to be your mate, Naruto-kun. I, too, took part in last nights activities and I quite enjoyed it. I am more concerned about our opposing allegiances. I am a member of the organization that will stop at nothing to capture you. Should it come out that we are mates, it would surely not end well,” Itachi gently gripped the younger males chin and tilted his head to meet his own eyes. “I do not want you to be forced to choose between me or your future. I also have every intention of dying by Sasuke's hand when he finally catches up to me.”
Naruto's eyes widened at this. Sasuke had recently started actively looking for Itachi. It would only be a matter of time before he did find his brother. The youngest Uchiha was also very persistent and stubborn. He wouldn't stop until his dear big brother was dead.
If Naruto completed the mating with Itachi by exchanging their marks, then their lives would be connected. Itachi's death would slowly kill Naruto as well. Why didn't Itachi just tell Sasuke the truth. He voiced his question.
“How do you know that?” Itachi asked instead of answering.
“I don't know all the details. Most of it is just speculation from various rumors I've heard from around the village, but anyone who knows a little about the ninja arts should be able to tell that one teenager could not possibly kill every single member of a ninja clan, no matter how strong they think they are, without anyone else knowing. I don't know why you took the blame or why you refuse to tell Sasuke the truth and if you don't want to that's fine, but I don't think I could still call Sasuke my friend knowing he killed my mate who didn't deserve his death.”
The kitchen was silent for a while as Naruto let his words hang in the air and as Itachi thought over them. Several heavy minutes passed before either of them moved and the first to give in was Naruto as he moved to hug the Uchiha, who tensed in response.
“I've always wanted a family, Itachi.” Naruto's voice was strained as he spoke, like he was holding back tears. “And I finally have a chance to have that. I don't care that you're a missing ninja or a member of Akatsuki. All that matters to me is that you are my mate, marked or not. If you feel that Sasuke killing you is for the best, fine I won't force you to tell him or tell him myself, but allow me to be selfish for once and keep you here with me for the rest of my heat. Please. To me, one week of bliss is better than nothing.” Naruto was crying. Though Itachi could hear no sobs, he could feel the dampness growing on his shirt.
Itachi had been spying on Naruto for the Akatsuki since a year or so after he joined and he liked to think he knew a lot about the blond from his observations. Not much should surprise him, but he found himself just that. Surprised. Naruto wore his heart on his sleeve for those who willingly looked, but he hadn't honestly seen the tears coming. The emotion behind those teary blue eyes told him all he needed to know and more. He moved his arms to wrap around the smaller blond.
Neither was sure how long exactly they stayed like that, just basking embracing one another. Two troubled and near broken souls clinging to each other in an effort not to fall completely apart.
“I'll stay. I'll stay.”
XxxxX
The day had been spent getting to know each other. Naruto and Itachi spent their time having idle conversations (or as close to one could be with Itachi's one syllable replies). At some point during the day, they had made their way to the bedroom and instead of talking they had become rather frisky and by frisky I mean absolutely naughty.
They had skipped most of the foreplay; their heat having caught up with them unexpectedly. Naruto was kneeling, his ass in the air and face pressed into the mattress. Itachi was behind him, pale hands kneading tan globes roughly. He spread them apart and lowered his mouth to the clenching pink hole. For a moment he did nothing but breath on the hole but a desperate plea for more had him inserting his tongue.
Naruto moaned at the wet appendage entering him. It was slimy and pulsed whenever it moved, but it sent a delicious shiver through his spine.
“Unnn...” he moaned, unable to restrain himself at the pleasure he was receiving. God! What Itachi was doing was naughty and should be illegal. Hell, he wouldn't be surprised if it was. There was no way that someone could possibly be good and do such criminal things with there mouth.
That tongue probed all the right places and Itachi had taken to sucking harshly at the twitching hole. Naruto was barely coherent. His thoughts sporadically moving from how good that tongue felt to how much he wanted more.
When the sensations stopped, Naruto almost went into a panicked frenzy. The finger roughly squeezing into his entrance prevented any such break downs. The finger was soon joined by a second and a third as the Uchiha impatiently prepared his young lover.
His fingers probed as he licked the path up Naruto's spin to his neck where he sucked hard enough to leave a mark. Muscles quivered beneath tan skin and sharp whimpers as Itachi finally touched Naruto's prostate. Itachi chuckled in Naruto's ear at the high pitched keening.
“You like that, hm?” Itachi whispered seductively, his voice husky and smooth. Naruto could only nod in affirmation.
“You want more?” Another nod. “Maybe I'll give you more if you say please.”
If Naruto ever doubted that Itachi was a sadist, then that doubt no longer existed. The quick but sparse thrusts of those fingers were just enough to keep Naruto highly turned on, but not enough to bring out a release and he desperately wanted release, but damn it! He did not want to beg for it!
“N-noo”
“No? Does that mean you want me to stop?” Itachi stopped his hands work causing a strangled cry of displeasure to erupt from his young lover's mouth.
“No! Don't stop. Please give me more! I want more please!” Naruto could practically feel the sadistic glee emitting from the dark haired man above him and rather than get him angry, it only served to complete the impossible task of turning him on further. Itachi pulled Naruto up onto his hands before positioning the head of his cock at the blond's slicked entrance. He pressed his chess to his lover's back.
And then they joined.
It was an explosion of fantastic sparks and erupting heat as Itachi thrust into the smaller body beneath him. Naruto was perfectly tight and the Uchiha allowed his control to slip slightly as he groaned loudly into the tan ear.
Itachi hadn't bothered to wait for Naruto to adjust and that was perfectly okay. Naruto liked the slight tingle of pain that quickly disappeared as Itachi's pace quickened and as his prostate was hit.
“Oh! Right there!” he yelled. The electricity that shot through him at that moment was almost enough to shatter the precarious control he had on himself.
“Here?” Another shot of lightning quickly and roughly followed by another and another.
“Yes! Fuck yes!” Everything was too much. Everything from the hot cock ramming in and out of him at a rough, carnal and smooth pace to the skin of Itachi's chest against his sweating back and the low grunts and moans falling from those lips directly into his ear. Begging and incoherent chants were all he could manage. “Yes, moremoremore...fuckmefuckmefuckme! Oh god!”
In and out. In and out. Itachi continued to thrust. Harder. Faster. The velvety walls around his cock trembling and clenching as he pulled tan hips to meet his own creating a symphonic orchestra of moans, pants, screams and slapping skin.
Naruto came first. Itachi's name falling off pouty lips in a hoarse scream as the tan body tensed; several thin streaks of white semen spurting from his flushed cock. Itachi continued to thrust into the slowly relaxing body beneath him, his own orgasm right in front of him. When he came, he released his load deep inside his young lover, who moaned weakly at the hot semen filling him.
Itachi gingerly slipped out of Naruto as the both collapsed all flush skin and heavy breaths. Sated for the moment, the basked in the after glow as Naruto slipped into a light doze and Itachi lay content with watching the teen sleep while they recovered for round two.
XxxxX
Meanwhile, in Kyuubi's cage, said fox was enjoying the relief from heat his container's recent coupling provided.
Everything was going pretty damn well in his opinion. Not only was Naruto finally getting laid (thus hopefully mellowing out the blond), but he had also had sex by his sixteenth spring. Which in turn meant Naruto wouldn't be infertile and weak.
A weak container would just not do.
Though admittedly it wouldn't do any good for either of them if Naruto was pregnant while still under the control of that idiot village. It's a damn good thing he did the basic chakra protection before the two human mates started having sex.

Ha! Naruto pregnant with a kid! What a funny thought.
Wait a second...
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“SHIT!”
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And Cut!
This chapter is currently unbeta'd.
Chapter Two completed after a long wait. Which I apologize for. It seemed like every time I sat opened my laptop to work on my stories, something happened and got in my way.
For my FF dot net readers, my AFF account is linked on my profile, so if you're having trouble go there. I was told that it works fine.
Next Chapter: Naruto returns to Konoha. Tsunade's pissed and Kyuubi tries to think of how to break the news to his container.
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