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Nocturnal Dreams	By : Snowway32 Category: Naruto > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 3080 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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Fingers traced across soft skin, imprinting to memory the softness of silk, the warmth of life and many turmoiled emotions. Cool fingertips skimmed across slightly parted lips, shudders wracking through his body when a moist breath brushed against his exploring thumb. They were soft; like the petals of newly fallen cherry blossoms and sweet. A gentle sweetness that could only belong to little Naruto.

"Beautiful." Sasuke whispered to himself. His newly discovered brother was an enigma to him; such a pure heart but it was stained in so much sadness. It was painful to see and experience; fingers stuttered across whisker like scars and stalled - anger flashing through him at the person who would dare to so much as hurt his and Itachi's Light. It made him wonder why Itachi hadn't told him how he found this little ray of sunshine and how Naruto had received those scars. Blue eyes moved rapidly behind closed eyelids and Naruto's countenance became frightened; petal soft lips pulling in a straight line and brows furrowing in sleep.

"Shhh, no one's going to hurt you." Sasuke purred softly before pulling the covers closer over Naruto's shivering form; the scent the assaulted his senses was getting dangerous for his self control. With a heavy heart Sasuke headed for the living room after closing the door to the master bedroom. His heart was heavy with regret and pain; this was the emotions that Naruto was giving off and it was carving a path through his heart. Sasuke who wasn't used to such negative emotions brooded even more as he seated himself on the couch; chin resting on his folded hands as he closed his eyes. Sasuke had gotten such a fright when Naruto had broken the mirror earlier that evening and the blood; god the scent of that blood. It was driving him insane.

"Itachi, you are asking for an impossible task." Sasuke said softly as he lay down on the couch; feet hanging off the side as he threw his arm over his eyes haphazardly. When he had stormed into his brother's office yesterday he had not anticipated that the events of that night would turn out like this. Sure, he was used to his brother's intimate touch but Itachi had a thing for exhibitionism even if the audience was fast asleep - that made Sasuke blush in embarrassment. Every time he looked at Naruto's sleeping features he could barely keep his vampiric lust inside for the blonde; that was why he left - too afraid he would do something that would hurt his Dobe whilst he slept.

Yes, his Dobe. Sasuke was after an Uchiha and along with the immense pride of his clan and the superiority complex came the undeniable possessive side that was passed down from generation to generation. Ah; the Uchiha Possessiveness - they all shared it. Itachi didn't let him leave the house without him until Sasuke was ten in vampire years and even then he was already claimed as Itachi's Dark, Sasuke's retaliation to that was to bite his brother on the hand and try to run away; what ensued was the first time Itachi had ever sunk his teeth into Sasuke's neck and the first time Sasuke had ever experienced the burst of pleasure of having his brother so close to him and submitting so completely.

No matter how hard he tried to drift into a deep sleep it just wasn't happening; Itachi was going to kill him for that but he couldn't help the fact that he was an insomniac. Standing from couch, Sasuke quickly slipped into Naruto's bedroom - it seemed the blonde had once again fallen into a deep sleep not plagued by terrifying nightmares. That was good, Sasuke admitted to himself before he laid his hand on Naruto's forehead softly. Allowing his chakra to swirl in his palm as he ensured Naruto would be completely relaxed and would sleep for the next few hours. It would give him time to run to the Uchiha Corp offices to check on a few things.

"Geez Itachi; we should have handed over the company to Shisui a long time ago - it's too much work." Sasuke mumbled as he closed the door; hands flashing through several intricate hands seals as he sealed the door with a layer of his chakra for extra protection. Knowing that no one would be able to get inside unless he was there to let them in. Sasuke snorted to himself; as he entered the corridor - black boots thumping over the carpet. Before stopping completely when he sensed a presence close by.

"Who are you?" He hissed as he grabbed the man and shoved him against opposite wall; the smell of dog invaded his nose but it was not a werewolf - no it was something else. Sharingan eyes observed the silver haired man before him; mismatched eyes, wild hair and slightly taller than him.

"I could ask the same thing; walking out of Naruto's home as if you belong there." Sasuke chuckled; he remembered now; this was the partner. Hatake, or something like that. Fingers let go of the detective's clothes as Sasuke stepped back and turned his back on the man. He was not a threat to Naruto but there was no way Sasuke was letting him into the penthouse because he knew Naruto. No one infringed on his and Itachi's territory and that included their newly discovered otouto.

"I do belong here just as Naruto belongs to me. Stay away from Naruto." Sasuke warned before stepping out, not turning back to stare at the silver haired man or hear his screaming words. He had long ago shut out pests like him. Holding his head high, Sasuke smirked when he heard the man curse when there was no answer at the door and his key couldn't get close to the door and sparks danced from the door every time he tried to touch it. Yup, his seal was perfect as usual. That however did not excuse him from feeling secure. His senses were trained on Naruto's chakra signature as he flitted across buildings of Konoha; he did not like leaving the Dobe alone. Not after everything that happened but if he spent one more minute in that apartment with the sweet enticing scent he was going to lose it and he really didn't want that.

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'Sasuke I realize this may be hard for you; but please. I know you are the only one who can look after Naruto properly; the only one to help him. I'll get back as soon as I can.' Sasuke pouted at his brother's words but promptly yelped when he was pulled into his brother's lap with his back against Itachi's chest and arms came around his waist and kept him prisoner there. He relaxed when he felt Itachi's lips resting on his neck; drawing a whimper from his lips.

'Tachi! Please!' Sasuke whimpered when Itachi pushed him onto the desk of his brother's study and his brother leaned over him; his lips smothered by Itachi's as a intimate kiss was instigated between the two of them. Sasuke keened when one of Itachi's fangs cut into his bottom lip; blood filled his mouth as it was shared between them. The sharing of blood was nothing new to the brothers and happened often between kisses. Sasuke was trying desperately to keep the blush from spreading across his cheeks but it was difficult when those smouldering Sharingan eyes stared at him with such intensity.

'Sasu-chan,' Sasuke closed his eyes and bared his neck - knowing exactly what Itachi was asking of him. Luckily he had fed the day before; a cry spilled from his lips when Itachi's fangs grazed his neck and cool hands pushed up his shirt and settled on his stomach; the smell of his blood permeated the air when Itachi's fangs sunk into his neck. The blinding spark of pleasure and pain made Sasuke arch up; unable to decide if he should beg for more or for it to stop. It was completely overwhelming; the feeling that something was being given to him in the form of pleasure and something in him was being taken away...

'Please, Tachi! Nii-san don't tease!' Sasuke whimpered when those black nails scratched over his stomach and settled on his inner thigh; deliberately avoiding the obvious arousal that was sparking through him and causing his lust centres to break loose from his tight control. That tongue skilfully lapped at the wound after Itachi pulled back before it found its way into his mouth again; Sasuke desperately clung to his brother's black clad back as he tried to ground himself from the heady feeling that overwhelmed his entire body and the pleasure that was still rife in the air.

He could taste himself on his brother's tongue but it wasn't enough; he needed more.

'Please, Nii-san!' Sasuke begged for the nth time in those last few moments. He could no longer take the emotions that were running through him; his brother's touch was setting his entire body alight for the want of more. Sasuke knew a blush was dusting across his cheeks, knew the effect his brother had on him and the teasing he would receive for this later...

'I've forgotten how sensitive you can be.' Itachi purred, teeth biting into his shoulder where his shoulder met his neck - the Uchiha Clan Mark stood there, the reflection of Itachi's Sharingan. Sasuke cried out, his body hyper sensitive to the pain and pleasure of such acts; only Itachi could pull such lewd and erotic sounds from his lips.

'Nggh!' Sasuke moaned when sly fingers finally slipped inside his jeans; stopping their pleasurable and frustrating teasing of his hips, thighs and hardened nipples. Sasuke' threw his head back against the wooden desk when Itachi's fingers slipped around his erection and skittered across the sensitized flesh. A long black nail pressed into his slit; making Sasuke arch into his brother's body - which was hovering above him. Those eyes taking in his every reaction.

'So sensitive; just like our first time.' Sasuke turned his eyes away in shame; he himself knew very well that he had a very sensitive body and it was embarrassing - especially when Itachi pointed it out. Sasuke wound his legs around Itachi's waist as his fingers fisted in his brother's shirt and he pulled the elder Uchiha on top of him and into a passionate kiss. In that moment Sasuke's mind was completely scattering to the four winds. A loud growl of warning spilled from his lips when Itachi pulled away; leaving a glistening string of saliva connecting their tongues...

'Don't close your eyes. Look. At. Me.' Sasuke's spinning Sharingan eyes snapped open at his brother's request; in that instant pleasure shot through his entire body. It was those eyes, smouldering red Mangekyou Sharingan eyes that snapped the intense coil of pleasure in Sasuke's stomach. Captivating his mind, body and soul completely...

'Mine.'

'Always yours Aniki.' Sasuke had said as he tried to regulate his breathing. Fingers still fisted in his brother's clothes and his legs still wound around Itachi's hips...

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"Fuck!" Sasuke swore as he stumbled on a tree branch just outside the Uchiha Estate; of all the memories to remember it was that one that was sticking in his mind. He cursed his mind that was in the gutter these days far too often. Not that he minded such intimate memories but fuck! How many times did he wish it was Naruto beneath him; squirming and offering him that delectable neck to mark as his own. Sasuke was so going to get his brother for this; make the elder Uchiha suffer for leaving him with such an enticing submissive that had a scent that could drive him insane.

"H-how can I help y-y-ou Uchiha Sasuke-sama?" Sasuke turned to Itachi's personal assistant who was sitting in his brother's office; sorting through some papers whilst furiously typing away at her laptop - probably organizing his brother's schedule for when he returned. Sasuke sighed; he was never one for social interaction and it seemed that this PA was just as annoying as the last. Luckily this one didn't have pink hair or carried the family name Haruno. He could remember the nightmares he had after encountering her the first time. Come to think of it; Itachi fired her the moment she tried to touch him; that should have been a lesson - no one is allowed to touch anything of Itachi; including his precious otouto.

"I'm fine; I just came to make a few phone calls. However, there is one thing I have to ask..."

"H-Hyuuga H-Hinata." She stuttered out and Sasuke nodded; at least she had the decency to blush for her speech impairment. "Hyuuga-san; can you please try and contact Uchiha Madara - his contact details should be saved in the company contact list. Itachi is in the Hall of Records and won't be returning for a few days and I need my Uncle to come by." Sasuke said, leaning against the side of desk as he observed black haired woman before him. She seemed to be good at what she did.

"Y-yes, sir."

"You can take tomorrow off; Aniki won't be back until Wednesday." Sasuke said as he stepped in behind the desk and seated himself. Work, work and more work. He hated this but he also knew if it was not done Itachi was going to be angry at him. Whenever one of them left it was an unspoken rule that the other Uchiha would take over the company or string of clubs that was left to them by their father. It was tradition that Itachi was the President of Uchiha Corp whilst Sasuke ran the string of clubs around the world that exclusively belonged to the Uchiha Clan and only allowed the elite vampires of society into them.

It was the clubs that both he and Itachi visited more often than attending board meetings as it was a way for them to relax and get out; especially the private one they had here in Konoha. It was upon exclusive membership only that a vampire could enter or by their invitation.

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Naruto shivered; it was cold and the entire place around him covered in ice, snow and sleet rained down from heavens. Naruto pulled his scarf around his neck tighter as his gloved hand curled tighter in Papa's hand; his cheeks were cold but Naruto kept looking at the black haired man before him happily. Smiling softly and reaching out his arms to be picked up. It was a strange thing for little Naruto to experience but this Papa told him to call this man Tou-sama; even at six Naruto knew there was a connection between them. He could feel it; the butterflies in his stomach when the tall Tou-sama ruffled his hair and bent to his height.

"Tou-sama!" He cried happily as he was picked up; fingers curling around the taller man's neck as he let go of Papa's hand. Curling into the warmth of a strong chest. The first thought that drifted through him was comfort; it was comfortable there. Even when Papa and Tou-sama started walking towards the large home covered in white; blue eyes closed behind creamy eyes as he listened to the rumbling of Tou-sama chest as he chuckled and talked to his Papa.

"Are you sure it's safe Fugaku? You should be inside where the Hunter's can't sense you." Minato said concerned for his beloved; before he noticed Naruto sitting in his father's lap and looking around the large house with awe. Such a beautiful picture they made; it was a shame Fugaku couldn't live with them permanently...

"It's fine Minato; besides I don't get to see little Naru very often and when I do he's usually asleep and it's too late to wake him up. My Little Kaneko(1*); you are already so grown up." Fugaku said to the child as he ruffled fluffy blonde hair and placed a kiss on a warm forehead. Pulling back slightly as red Sharingan eyes locked with his Light; concern flashing in those depthless orbs.

"What is it?" Minato asked when his lover's contented countenance changed to one of concern as Naruto clung to his Tou-sama clothes and started crying.

"Hush my Little Kaneko; everything will be alright." Fugaku whispered as he laid his forehead against Naruto's; noticing the heated skin coming in contact with him.

"T-Tou-sama w-will y-you come home with me and Papa? I m-miss you!" Little Naruto sobbed softly; he was feeling sick and disorientated but the warmth from his Tou-sama was welcoming and the deep, strong voice calmed his raging heartbeat and eventually stopped the tears that flowed from big blue eyes.

"I will one day my little Naruto; one day when the hatred between our clan can be settled and we can finally live in peace together with you. You, Papa, Itachi and little Sasuke. One day, my little Kaneko, one day. I promise." Naruto nodded; calm once again; startling when Tou-sama's hand was enveloped in a sheen of green and rested on his forehead - the pain that had been plaguing him the whole day disappearing before exhaustion made big blue eyes close behind creamy eyelids.

"W-what did you do Fu?" Minato asked concerned as he saw Naruto slump in his father's arms; breathing deeply and evenly.

"He had a slight fever, I just healed it. His Sharingan will be acting up when he reaches his twenties and I hope this war will be over so that I can teach him how to use it." Minato nodded; standing up from his chair and settling next to his lover - his hand resting on Naruto's hand that was fisted in Fugaku's clothes. A secret smile shared between them.

"Thank you for bringing him; Minato. I don't think..." A finger pressed over Fugaku's lips to silence.

"It's fine; Naruto was calling out for you in his sleep and I couldn't ignore the fact that you saw him six months ago. Now hush; he's sleeping. Our son; our beloved son is fast asleep in his father's arms." Minato said softly with a smile; blue eyes hooding behind long black eyelashes.

"He looks like you more and more every day." Fugaku said softly as fingers carded through baby soft blonde locks. Startling when Minato snorted behind him.

"Hn; however he has your brooding aspect and stubborn personality. Even now I've caught him brooding on more than one occasion; refusing to let go of me even when I had to go to work."

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Blue eyes blinked open slowly; Naruto was curled around his pillow - silent tears staining his cheeks. That dream was one he never had before but now; now he felt nostalgia creep over him slowly. It was such a calm, strange dream and yet it made Naruto happy - just something about that dream left him nostalgic, happy and able to forget his current predicament completely. When his eyes fell on the clock on his bedside table it told him it was four in the morning and a strange artificial exhaustion settled over his body but he pushed it aside. Tou-sama's face; he had to remember it. With a sigh; Naruto slipped from the warm sheets and pulled on a loose t-shirt before shuffling into the kitchen.

Sasuke was nowhere to be found but Naruto didn't mind; the Uchiha also had other things to do than babysit him for a few days, twenty four hours a day. After sipping quietly at a glass of cool water Naruto headed for the second story of his penthouse suite; it was the first time in several months that he was actually contemplating opening that room but he wanted to. He needed to. When his emotions got too much it was easier to immerse himself in his hobby.

"Tou-sama, I wonder who you were." Naruto said to himself as he pushed open the door softly before flicking on the light. A soft glow illuminated the room; the interior was filled with art supplies, several easels that had covered canvases in sheets of white and stacks of unfinished sketches, paintings and tons of sketchbooks. The warmth of the room was welcoming and soft; just as the smell of oil paint, turpentine, linseed oil and pastels tickled his nose pleasantly. How long had it been since he had immersed him in his art works? He remembered; it was on the day of his father's birthday; he celebrated it by painting a large memorial painting in black and white.

"Preliminary sketches; first." Naruto reminded himself; grabbing a large sketchbook, some pencils, charcoal and an art eraser. Settling it on an easel before he brushed fingers over a blank sheet of paper. Blue eyes closing softly as Naruto memorized the ridges of the paper and smoothness of a blank sheet before he picked up his hand and put charcoal to paper. Immersing himself in the sounds the charcoal made as it glided over the page - rendering a perfect reflection of the man he had seen in his dreams. Tall; dressed casually, severe but soft features and red eyes. The gentle smile he remembered as he was picked up and placed on the man's hip. He copied that image from his memory exactly. Every detail stuck in his mind; brought to life by the scratches of his charcoal.

Fugaku, his father had called the man Fugaku. Fugaku was holding him against his strong chest whilst Papa watched from the side; a soft smile over his face. All in the snow, white and black. The contrast of the sun and the moon; even the image of his former self at six was happy in the man's arms; clinging happily to black clothes as he rested his head on the man's chest. Such a calm, serene image. Until Naruto heard a whisper of a memory in his ear; fingers scratching the words at the bottom of the sketch unconsciously:

~Just like moons and like suns and with the definite certainty of wailing tides...Just like the hopes of innocence springing youth, the night-wind rocks the sleeping flowers like the beloveds of today. Listen for I shall - we shall rise again.~

"Naruto?!" A voice shouted and Naruto started; the charcoal falling from his lax fingers. Blue eyes kept staring at the image before him; tears welling up in his eyes as pain encompassed his heart. But why he couldn't explain...

"Naruto?" Sasuke's voice was loud in his ears; just as the footsteps seemed to echo in his mind. Blue eyes looked up at Sasuke as the Uchiha entered the room just before he froze in the doorway; red eyes catching sight of the sketch. Everything about Sasuke seemed to change in that moment; his mouth parted slightly and a noise of surprise fell from his lips before he turned stunned eyes towards the blonde seated on the floor.

"Sasuke? Is something wrong? Do you know that man?" Naruto asked as he saw a flash of recognition in Sasuke's eyes but the dark haired man shook his as if to clear it before offering Naruto a hand to help him from the stool; pulling him into a soft embrace. And completely ignoring the question. Naruto however didn't mind too much as he finally felt his tears come a halt when he kept his nose pressed against Sasuke's chest and Sasuke's chin rested on his head.

"Naruto those words, where..."

"Oh; I remembered reading them on Papa's grave yesterday. They seem to fit the image don't you think?" Naruto asked softly as he looked at the image one last time before following Sasuke out of the room and headed down the stairs towards the kitchen.

"They do; now I made some tea would you like some?" Naruto nodded; for the first time noticing that the sun had risen and it was already eight or nine in the morning. Sasuke was acting weird and when Naruto passed him and walked into the kitchen he could have sworn he saw a glimmer of tears in those red eyes.

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Itachi growled at the phone that vibrated in his pocket. Fingers stalling over a blue and white scroll that bore his father's name. Pulling the phone from his pants before pressing it to his ear.

"This better be a very good reason for bothering me Otouto. I'm almost done..." Itachi trailed of when he heard a soft sniffling over the line; that was rare. Even rarer that Sasuke had phoned him in such an emotional state.

"What is it, Sasuke?" Itachi asked softer this time; concern clouding his heart. Sasuke never showed so much emotion unless something profound had happened.

"He drew him; Itachi. Not only that; he wrote those words." Itachi stalled; Sasuke wasn't making any sense.

"What are you talking about Sasuke? I can't help if you don't tell me what it is that is bothering you."

"Tou-sama; Naruto h-he drew Tou-sama and wrote those words. The words Tou-sama always spoke - Just like moons and like suns and with the definite certainty of wailing tides...Just like the hopes of innocence springing youth, the night-wind rocks the sleeping flowers like the beloveds of today. Listen for I shall - we shall rise again." Sasuke said softly. Giving pause for it to sink in; knowing that his brother would understand the significance of those words and Naruto's sketch of his father. The immense sadness that fell over his heart was the fact that he was reminded of his beloved father; with such a calm and loving expression that Sasuke had only ever witnessed once...

"Shit." Was all Itachi said; fingers grabbing several scrolls from the shelves and put it in his bag.

"I'm leaving now; keep calm Sasuke. I'll be there soon." Itachi pleaded; knowing exactly how raw Sasuke still was over their father's death. He just hoped his brother could control himself and maybe little Naru-Chibi could help his otouto deal with the sudden pain of such a shock.
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Yay; another chapter done! Just a few notes; Madara will be the good Uncle in this story - although a bit eccentric.

1* - Kaneko - Kitten - it's Fugaku's pet name for his third son little Naruto.

Thanks for reading; please leave me a review and rating if you enjoyed the story.

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