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All The King's Men (formerly I Want You So Bad)	By : TiaA Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Naruto/Sasuke Views: 1397 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Six:
Rose Lui
I

Tsunade smiled softly at the man on the other side of her desk, Naruto returned it with just as much as affection as he always had for her as he continued with their conversation. Beside him, as always during these check-ups, was Uchiha. The twins were going on three years old, and Naruto was joking, saying silly things such as their nursery was empty and how Sasuke missed having a baby to cuddle.
Tsunade, as always, collected sperm samples from both men. They were both young and healthy; the samples taken were really more of formality than a necessity, especially when one took into account that only one of the men would be providing the sperm. As always, Uchiha’s sperm was healthy, well formed, and alive. Naruto’s sperm that was dead.
Though a female host of the Kyuubi no Kitsune could bear children (with both Tsunade and Naruto being proof of that fact), it was glaringly obvious that male host was the exception to this. Over the years, Naruto came to accept that he would never father a biological child. He was happy and content with the children Sasuke had given him. The boys were fine and healthy, and they were the family that completed Naruto in every way. But Tsunade did not see it in the same manner. Don’t mistake her, Tsunade did love those little boys as if they were truly her blood relations and she would do anything to insure their health and happiness; It was just that she felt that Uchiha was using Naruto’s sterility and the children to tie the powerful shinobi to him.
Tsunade listened with half a smile as Naruto talked about their new surrogate. She was shocked at the almost uncanny resemblance the Mizu kunoichi had with Naruto’s mother, Uzumaki Kushina with her fiery red hair and rich blue eyes. Uchiha usually chose blondes as their surrogates with either blue or green eyes, in the hopes of a having a child that shared at some common features with his husband, only to fail each time due to dark hair and brown eyes` were dominate genes while blond hair and blue eyes were recessive. But Tsunade’s grandmother had been Uzumaki with the same brilliant ruby tresses, so maybe this time they would have their blond child. Naruto laughed, saying he hoped it would be a daughter, it would be the perfect revenge against the misogynic Uchiha lord. Tsunade continued to smile at him, only at him as Naruto continued his delighted chatter.
She prayed the girl would not conceive or miscarry in the first trimester.
Since this was a business transaction with a very hostile shinobi nation, Uchiha was working directly with the Daimyo of Water Country, of whom their surrogate was a close relation. The insemination was going to happen in Konoha, with the surrogate being promptly moved to Sand where and her guardians would for the duration of her pregnancy. All fees and other expenses had been negotiated and the first installment was to be paid if she did conceive. Tsunade was aware that Uchiha had paid hefty sum already to bring the girl to their village and putting her and her guardians up in a very lavish inn with Suigetsu acting as bodyguard. The Uchiha surrogates were not well received by certain factions within the village or a few members of the council who tried without success to woo Uchiha in an effort to connect their families to the powerful lord.
Tsunade could only smile as Naruto gushed happily about their new surrogate while Uchiha looked on indulgently as his husband babbled on about how pretty and intelligent the woman was without a care.
Naruto always tried to develop a friendship with the women who gave birth to their children. He was there for check-ups, ultrasounds, or was just there as a confidant or friend. Naruto liked to joke that all that bonding with the surrogates was as close as he could ever come to actually giving birth to his children.
Today, after the samples were taken and necessary arrangements were made for bringing the surrogate to Konoha, their talked turned away from their family to the latest politics of the village.
A few days later, Sasuke was meeting the Council to discuss the Daimyo’s rapidly declining health while Naruto spent the morning with his Genin on a D-Ranked mission. They were weeding the Hyuga large vegetable plot on the south end of the Hyuga Estate. It was literally the last place he wanted to be, but he was the person who wanted to work on his team’s physical endurance as well as teach them not all missions were hunting missing Nin or daring rescues, a shinobi had to be able to blend into every form of society.
Naruto was happily ignoring his students’ grumbling about how they should be training or going on ‘real’ missions instead of slaving away under the hot sun while he went over his list for everything that still needed to be done for Rai’s birthday party. He was in the mist of wondering if they should invite their new surrogate when he heard someone scream his name. All work ceased at nearly desperate cries, Naruto looked up from his little journal--his pen hovered over the page he was writing on when shrill scream of his name sent him bounding towards the main house.
He started to follow the cries and found himself running to catch up with Neji. Neji was the first to reach the wall of Hyuga warriors and Naruto suddenly realized where he was. He slowed down his run to a walk, before stopping near the guards.
Weapons were drawn on him immediately as he drew his own. He knew where he was and who was behind the wall of guards and the closed wooden gate. The Rasengan appeared in his right hand. The guards drew back a step, he could see the fear in their white eyes. Nothing was going to keep him from ending that bitch’s life except the desperate cry of child. Looking past the guards, Naruto could see a little boy clinging desperately to the gates, his tiny face screwed up in tears as he called again for the madwoman screaming Naruto’s own name.
   “Kaa-san,” the little boy cried out again. Tears stood out on his small face breaking Naruto’s heart and igniting a powerful rage in him once again. Suddenly the gate opened, the little boy tried to dart forward but was quickly swept up into his father’s arms and carried away from the madwoman’s prison. Neji came short when he saw his friend standing in the middle of the hallway with a kunai in his left hand with his right hand closed in a tight fist.
Neji did not question why he was standing there, he knew his friend well enough to come to his own conclusions. He made a gesture inviting Naruto to return to main part of the house, away from Hinata’s prison.
Naruto sent this Genin home with the promise of a more physical training session on the morrow. With the children gone, Naruto joined Neji in small room that overlooked a water garden.
A cool breeze flowed through the open doors as the smell of clean water and the warm garden filled the air. With great reluctance, Naruto pulled his gaze away from the peaceful scene to look at man seated across from him at the low table.
Before all this insanity with Hinata, Naruto was once a frequent visitor to Hyuga household. He would come to train or mediate with Neji. Lord Hiashi opened the door to the fair-haired shinobi thinking that the boy had been coming about courting his heir. It was a simple mistake easily made by all not familiar with the boy. Neji never tried to correct the misconception for Hinata seemed to glow within those months. Then reality came in the form of Uchiha Sasuke and Naruto’s visits to the Hyuga compound began to be less frequent until he stopped coming at all.
Hinata would still smile her secret smile, while looking wistfully beyond the gates. She still believed Naruto was courting her and she was waiting for him.
She would not stop waiting for him, even now, locked in her madness, Hinata still clung to the belief that Naruto was coming for her.
Since the faithful afternoon when his father-in-law had pull him out of Hinata’s hospital room when Neji tried to kill her while she lay in her medically induced coma, Neji wondered when Hinata’s mind broke.
Her life was no worse than any other shinobi in the village. She had been the heir of the second most powerful clan, female, and not exceptional as a warrior. She did have some talent as a teacher, but her father pushed her to become a medical nin to help her on the path a journeyman shinobi. She only made it to rank of Chunin. It was her choice, Hinata chose not progress further because of some misbegotten idea that she had about Naruto and the type of woman he wanted.
After a servant placed a tea setting on the table before taking her leave did Neji finally meet Naruto’s frank questioning stare.
   “Would you care for a cup of tea?” He inquired politely. Naruto nodded and Neji began the tea ceremony.
Preparing the tea was a calming ritual that allowed Neji introspection of his problems without the emotional connotations that distorted his view of situation. It was how he was still able to sit across from the man, who through no fault of his own, cost Neji’s children their mother and laid a terrible stain on the Hyuga Clan.
Once the tea was poured and they both had their cups, only then was Neji ready to talk. Naruto was looking at the silk scrolls on simple wooden walls. The Hyuga main house must have seemed backwards and outdated to anyone who lived in the Uchiha manse. They had no electricity or modern plumbing. They did have running water but with ancient pumps in the kitchens and bathhouses. Their goal was remain serene and harmonious with nature. It was the philosophy behind their jutsu. Naruto understood that and at one time thought that he could accept such an existence had he followed in Jiraiya’s path as a hermit—but Sasuke came back and leaving was the last thing he ever wanted to do.
   “I’m sorry for your children continued suffering, Neji,” Naruto murmured.
Pale eyes flicked to the more face before the looking out at garden. “I don’t blame you. No one knew how sick Hinata was until she attacked the children. She hid her illness well.” Neji paused to take a sip of his tea before continuing. “The elders want to kill her. They say it would be merciful to end her life instead of allowing her to continue her terrible existence. I am the only thing standing in their way.” He did not miss the look of surprise in the other man’s eyes or the speculative cunning that quickly followed. “She is my children’s mother,” he reminded the other coolly.
    “And she would be their murder,” Naruto shot back.
Neji nodded his head to show that accepted argument. “I swore to her that she would never suffer again if I could prevent it and I will honour that vow.”
   “Then you would do well to let your elders put her out of her misery.”
   “She is not a wild animal,” Neji shot back hotly. “She is my wife.”
   “She is mad.” Naruto pointed out. “If Hinata escapes that walled in garden, she will kill your children if they cannot defend themselves. Your son is deeply attached to her. Hinata is still a shinobi, she is a kunoichi, and she will manipulate him if you don’t stop her now.”
A silent breeze flowed through the open doors overlooking the water garden, gently pulling at Neji’s unbound hair and the long sleeves of his yakata.   He looked tired to his friend, too tired for man a few years shy of thirty. It was as if Neji had the weight of the world on his shoulders. He could accept the elders’ decision to put an end to Hinata and to end her suffering. Yet could he rob his children of their mother.
“The reason I stopped taking missions outside of the village and I work from home, I came home early and discovered that my uncle and Hanabi in Hinata’s chambers with my children. I knew something wrong. Mai-Mai had become withdrawn and solemn and Nikko was suddenly so desperate for approval. I did not know what they were doing to my children—Hanabi is convinced that she can save Hinata. She doesn’t believe that her sister is sick. She has convinced my uncle that Hinata needed to the children that she would remember them and love them like a mother and Hinata will be healed.” Neji frowned down into his cup, “She has a doll, Hinata does, a little doll with yellow hair and blue eyes. I think she made it for the child she dreamt of having with you.” He ignored the startled look on the other man’s face as he continued quietly in his quiet tone. “As I said, Hanabi is convinced she can cure Hinata. Today, Hanabi took that miserable doll and destroyed it before Hinata’s eyes. It was the doll Hinata was calling, not you. The doll’s name was Naruto. She thinks of it as yours and her child.”
Naruto looked away in disgust. “You know I never did anything to encourage her fascination with me.” Neji nodded. “Even after her declaration I did not reciprocate her affections. I did not know Hinata—I was so fixated on Sasuke…” Naruto pushed his empty cup to the side before he rose from his cushion. “I will not apologize for not loving her. I will never apologize for being the man that I am. We will never know what kind of lies she told herself that made her believe that I loved her, but I know that bitch tried to kill my children after she slaughtered yours.” He stood up and bowed politely to his friend, “Do yourself a favor, Neji. Get over your guilt, you were a child and were never told the truth about your father until you revealed your clan’s shameful secret. Get over it and let her die. You’re not protecting anyone by allowing Hinata to live. Thank you for the tea, but if you will excuse me, I need to return home to my husband and my children.” Without a final look to his friend, Naruto walked out on the open porch and leap up over the rooftop, leaving Neji alone with his thoughts.

II

Naruto was not ready to return home. He drifted over to the Kages monument for a nice long chat with his dad. He had stopped by to see his mom the day before. Kakashi had been there telling Obito and Asuma’s memories about fishing trip he took to Isoka and Akihiko on. Naruto smiled, thinking that Itachi had to have been listening.
Naruto dusted off his father’s name. He was seated on the ground facing the elegantly craved Kanji characters that made his father’s name.
   “It looks as if I am going to be following in your footsteps again, Tou-san,” Naruto smiled softly, a bemused expression on his otherwise calm face. “My students, I have a brooding genius, a rabid fan-girl, and a dead last. Junzo, he’s the prodigy. He was top of his class in the Academy. The kid, he’s as smart as a whip, he also idolizes my bastard and thinks I’m not a real shinobi so he’s resisting my teaching. The girl, Ima, has no chakra control, no physical endurance, she’s incredibly weak, the only thing she has going for her is her affinity for puppets. She’s the first puppeteer shinobi Konoha has had in two generations if I can keep those damned medics away from her. Too many of our kunoichi have given up on serving in the field. ANBU’s been complaining about the lack of qualified female candidates and in the last five years the number of females shinobi qualify for Jounin status has dropped to twenty percent.
“I’m going to beat the fan-girl out of Ima, I am going to make Daisuke sit down and teach him to be a real shinobi. I’m going to show them what shinobi really look like and if they get it, then I keep going at them until they do…”
   “Still talking shop with your father. I knew I would find you here.”
Naruto did not turn around to face Tsunade. She knew he would be here, she followed him here. There was the gentle rustle of her clothes as she moved to his side. Naruto caught the faint hint of her delicate perfume as she knelt in the grass.
For a long moment, Naruto sat in silence, waiting patiently as the Hokage paid her respects to her family and sensei.
Though she did not look it, Tsunade was rather frail. Her skin, if you touched it was thin and soft, there were a few crow’s feet at her eyes and the corners of her mouth that her jutsu could not smooth out, nor was she as agile as she had once been almost twenty year, when she last fought Orochimaru. Tsunade was old and age was reminding her that fact every day.
   “How are things with you and your Uchiha?” She asked finally, setting the tone of their usual meeting so to observes it would appear as nothing more inconsequential than a disapproving mother-in-law chiding her son about his marriage in a completely incongruous location.
   “We are the same,” Naruto replied evenly, “He’s bringing home more work these days, but I assume that’s due to his added responsibilities. I had to point out to him a few days ago that he is neglecting our children due to this. I am going to lock him out of his study again, if this continues.”
Tsunade made a sympatric noise, the fact that he failed to turn something up in his search was upsetting. Either Uchiha was getting wise or Naruto was playing them false. She refused to believe the latter, Naruto was devoted to the village and to her, he would never betray either of their faith in him.
Frustrated and more than a little disappointed, Tsunade filled Naruto in other Council’s next step to gain control over the Uchiha. She was not pleased with the idea, but she knew that Uchiha would snap if the Council tried to force him to deny his children and marry a woman who would give him “legitimate” heirs. They had their bride already chosen, that did not surprise him, it was rather who they chose that made him question their mental states.
   “Ino?” Naruto stared at her as if she had grown another head.
Tsunade nodded. “She volunteered, I believe it was Choji who made the suggestion.”
   “No doubt he was pursued by that little tramp.” Naruto scoffed. “She’s a year older than Sasuke, she’s pushing twenty-nine, hell, she will be thirty soon. How many children does that dried up little bitch think she’ll be able to push out before her womb expires?” He spat, “Fucking Ino. Isn’t she a little too old to still be carrying around a torch for man she had a crush on as a preteen.”
   “I admit that this is not one of the better ideas the Council has had,” Tsunade grunted softly as she stood up from the ground. “Still the Council will approach him in two days with their resolution—“
   “They forget that he is the Daimyo, and that is an autonomous position,” he said softly. “No matter what the Council wants, they can’t force him to do anything.”
In the waning afternoon light, Tsunade studied the face of the young man she thought of as her son. She could not see Naruto as a traitor—She stepped closer to him, reaching up to take his face into her hands.
    “He is not our lord yet,” she reminded him, her eyes searching his face, looking for a sign or a signal to would banish her doubts. “Until the lord Daimyo passes on, Uchiha is still a citizen of this village and under the will of the Hokage.”
Naruto nodded. His face the perfect mask of a shinobi before his kage…and Tsunade’s heart broke.
For so long she had taken Naruto’s loyalty for granted, twisting it in her mind his affection for her and his duty to the village were signs of devotion and his loyalty, which always hers to command.
She lowered her hands, her head bowed, “You are the child of my heart,” she whispered. “All I’ve ever wanted was your happiness.” She raised her face, a tremulous smile on her lips. “Does your Uchiha make happy, Naruto? Does your husband make you truly, blissfully happy?”
Naruto did not understand this sudden mood Tsunade was in, but he smiled and nodded. She reached up and pressed a tender kiss to his cheek. The scent of sweet grass and the clean forest winds surrounded him before Tsunade disappeared into the coming evening.
Alone again, Naruto stood for a moment gazing off into the distance where the Hokage’s Tower rose standing watch over the bustling shinobi village. Something had just happened between them he just did not know what it was. Yet the moment had passed, the sun had set, and he alone in a glade with ghosts.
III

The sun had completely set by the time he left the village proper and disappeared in the Uchiha district.
Bypassing the guards at the main gate of his home, Naruto swept through the rear gardens to his home. He was need of a shower, but that would have to wait until after supper. He quickly changed his clothes, reaching for a long sleeved tee shirt and a pair of loose trousers. He washed his hands and face then headed out to find his family.
Naruto was assaulted by the sounds of children’s laughter and music as soon as he entered the family room. A warm smile graced his lips as he strolled through, patting little ebony heads and kissing upturned grinning faces.
Naruto looked up to see Sasuke seated in his favorite chair with Miki and Itachi still seated on his lap waiting for him to continue reading from their storybook. Dragging Hiro on his left leg, after stopping to look at and praise everything that the boys shoved in his face, Naruto finally made it to his husband and two little ones. He stooped down to drop a kiss on each little boy’s crown before leaning forward to receive his husband’s kiss.
   “You’re late,” Sasuke told him.
    “I stopped to talk with Neji and stayed for a cup of tea. I also went to visit with Tou-san for a bit.” Naruto told him before he swooped down for another quick kiss. He looked back at the boys and growled playfully, “Kaa-san’s starving. Which littlest Uchiha should he eat first?”
Dai, Ji, and Hiro let out wild shrieks and went racing away from their mother as lumbered behind them, growling his most obnoxious troll voice that he was going grind up them and gobble them down in his ramen soup.
…sn…

Naruto had just rinsed the soap from his hair when he was suddenly pushed against the shower wall, his first instinct was throw his elbow back while his other hand grabbed the bar of soap, but his elbow was caught and his body was shoved forward. Before he could react, a hot mouth was attached to the back of his neck and his legs were kicked open.
A greedy hand roamed his body before dragging him back against the hard body of his husband. Sasuke dropped Naruto’s arm, Naruto dropped the soap and brought his hand up to grab a handful of Sasuke’s hair pulling him down towards Naruto’s eager mouth. Leaning forward, Naruto braced his hands on the shower walls as he presented his opening to his husband. Sasuke was quick and efficient in preparing his lover, he body was strumming with a desperate need to be inside the other man that it took nearly all his will power not just ram into body to sate his possessive hunger.
He needed Naruto, not for his war with the council and the Hokage, not for his climb to ultimate power in the Land of Fire, he did not need him for any of the reason others in village though they understood or knew.
With a quick thrust of his hips, Sasuke was buried deep, connected, within his ultimate desire. Naruto’s back arched sharply as he cried out in absolute bliss. Sasuke had hit his prostrate dead on and then he began rapidly drive his hips forward, frantically trying to split his poor husband in two as he forcefully buried himself in his heaven.
            Almost an hour later, Sasuke stumbled out of the shower before he collapsed in a boneless mass on the warm titled floor, panting as if he had run to Kiri and back, he was completely winded.
            Naruto, however, was still in the shower.   He lay sprawled helplessly on the shower floor, unable to move never mind breathe. He had only enough strength to turn off the water before collapsing in a puddle.
               “You still alive?” Sasuke called out to him when he finally noticed the other man hadn’t come out of the shower.
            Still too weak to do more than roll on to his back, Naruto groaned, “Just barely. I think you almost broke something this time. I can hardly move.” And upon uttering that statement, Naruto came to a terrible realization. Forcing himself to sit up, Naruto glare at the naked man sprawled out on over the floor and hissed. “You bastard, I have training with the my brats tomorrow. Damn, if I can’t walk.”
            Sasuke snorted, “I suggest you choose exercises that don’t require you to move around.”
                “Bitch,” Naruto growled
            Sasuke chuckled softly as he reached up to push his wet hair from his face with one hand as his propped his upper body up on one elbow to regard his husband. “I think that title best suits you, my dear, considering it was my dick going up your ass.”
                “Bite me.”
            A malicious smirk graced Sasuke’s devastatingly handsome face, “Bring your ass over here and I will gladly do so, again.”
            Naruto laughed at the dirty little quip before slumping back down on the floor listening to his love’s hearty chuckles as he pushed aside his thoughts of the day.

IV

It was raining the next morning. The last thing Naruto wanted to do was go out in the rain, so he decided to bring his team to his home to train. He sent out three clones to the fetch the runts while he got up and went about helping his children prepare for the day. Sasuke was going to stay in bed for a long as he could. Now that he had the time, Sasuke slept in past sunrise nor did he miss having morning meals with his family.
He came down a half hour after Naruto, to a surprising quiet breakfast room. Their children understood that their Kaa-san was a shinobi, their Otousan was a shinobi, as was Uncle Kakashi, and even Ahikiho were shinobi, but this was the first time they had ever seen Naruto dressed as a shinobi. The Jounin uniform and flack vest with the Konoha forehead protector seemed so out of place on the small man whom they loved and adored that it disturbed them to the point silence.
The twins were frightened. They did not understand why their Kaa-san did not look like himself, so when Sasuke hesitantly asked what was wrong, the dam burst and each child started crying about how they did not want to see their Kaa-san dressed like a shinobi.
Naruto could only gawk at those little brats in horror, because he hadn’t known what wrong either, but this took the cake.
Sasuke cooed and patted dark heads, but nothing could erase that shit-eating grin on his freaking face. He was proud, damned proud of his sons for boxing Naruto into this latest corner.
Naruto on the other hand was pissed as this was, of course, all Sasuke’s fault. Sasuke’s had used Naruto’s comfort against him and damn it, it stung his manly pride to know that his precious little ones saw him as some delicate little thing that needed protection. Man, talk about irony and twisted fucking sadist luck.
    “You did this to them!” Naruto cried, jumping to his feet and pointing an imperious finger at his devious husband’s face. “Boys, stop that racket, I am dressed in my uniform to teach my students.”
    “But you could be hurt, Kaasan,” Hiro wailed.
Naruto reminded himself again that he loved his children and that their other father was a hell spawn. He smiled gently down at his babies while discreetly flipping Sasuke a bird, “But you forget, little Uchihas, before I became your beloved Kaasan, I was the dashing and heroic Uzumaki Naruto! I am soon to be the Orange Hokage! You can’t be Hokage if you are a helpless weakling. I am just as strong as Otosan, yeah?”
    “Otosan’s bigger than you and he has the Sharingan,” Sam told him.
Naruto frowned, “I am the Jinchūriki of the Nine-Tailed beast, Kyuubi no Yoko, the third straight Uzumaki from Whirlpool to carry the beast, I am also the Toad Sage and the living embodiment of the Will of Fire…”
    “And that is why we must protect Kaasan,” Sasuke said pointedly, to their sons, he said, “Remember my sons, we will we always protect Kaasan, he belongs to us and no one will ever take him away from us.”
   “Hai!” The little rascals happily cheered their father’s obsessive claim on the other man. Naruto really tried hard to recall a moment in his life when he did not belong to this Uchiha.
Laughing at the children’s antics, Naruto urged them to finish their meal. His vest and headband had been removed to keep his children calm though he did replace them once his Genin arrived. For the rest of the morning and throughout the afternoon, Naruto worked with his cell in the main house training room.
It was late in the afternoon when Naruto finally released his team for the day. For a brief moment, Naruto just sat staring out into the rain soaked yard of the main house training grounds. He took a deep breath before rising from his knees and started for the family’s living quarters to shower and change for the audience Choji had requested with Sasuke.
Later, Naruto was kneeling on a low cushion slightly behind Sasuke’s low bench on his husband’s right hand side. Naruto wore a dark blue hakama with Uchiha crest prominently displayed on his kimono over his heart. Because he would also be Uchiha-dono’s Hokage, a sheathed sword lay at his knees with the hilt turned towards Naruto’s right hand.
On Sasuke’s left was low table with the all the seals and insignias as the Daimyo’s heir and the current regent of the Fire Country. Unlike Naruto, Sasuke wore plain trousers and a shirt. It had been a deliberate decision based on why Choji had requested this meeting. Sasuke was formally showing his contempt for the other man and it was clear to all present that neither Choji nor his companions would leave this meeting with their honour and reputations in place.
Sasuke glance briefly at the small woman hugging close to the wall behind the room whose envious gaze was fixed solely on the man beside him. The expression on her craven face was triumphant as if she expected what would happen here today would finally give her long held desire.
            Ino had always been an overconfident fool, but this time she had gone too far in her games, and Choji was a bigger fool to have gone alone with her scheme. Neither Sasuke nor Naruto would forget this insult by the Akimichi Clan.
               “Akimichi-san,” Sasuke drawled lazily, “I am curious. What would you do if someone came into your home and told you, before your wife whom I suppose you love, that they will nullify your marriage, strip your two daughters of their name and heritage, so you could marry another? This is nothing you want, mind you, it is just that a friend of this interloper, has decided that she wants to be your wife, regardless of how you feel about her, or that you love your family, this woman doesn’t care for any of that, she just wants what she believes is her due. What would you do, Akimichi-san? Would you listen to the fool that dared to come in your house and insult the life you have built with the person you love. Would you hurt your children, whom you adore beyond all reason and whom you live each day for? Would you deny them your love and their happiness out of the selfishness of a person who means absolutely nothing to you? Tell me Akimichi-san, what would you do?”
            Naruto did not have to raise his gaze to see Sasuke’s now crimson eyes staring out across the room. There was startled gasped from the two civilians who had come with Choji and Ino to attempt to intimidate Sasuke. He could smell the fear rolling off Choji in waves, fear that was tinted with regret. Those piggish little eyes settled briefly on Naruto’s head before Choji dared to meet Sasuke’s gaze.
                “Uchiha-dono, our circumstances are different,” Choji swallowed hard before he continuing, “Though your children are yours and you claim them, it does not alter the fact that they illegit—“
            Sasuke was on his feet and in Choji’s face with a dagger pressed into the rolls of flesh around his neck before anyone knew Sasuke was no longer in his chair.
                “Sasuke, stop!” Naruto tried to grab his arm and pull him away but stopped when the cold, blood red eyes stayed his hand.
            Choji’s panicked gaze quickly sought Naruto’s only to see hatred in those eyes that had always been nothing but kind when they looked on him. With it was a terribly slow realization for him, and only now Choji understood what he was attempting to do and the type of enemy he had made.
In all his discussions with Ino about this proposal, Choji never once thought about Naruto. Naruto was his friend, a dear friend who would have laid down his life for any of them without a second thought. He was the same Naruto who for years silently endured the scorn and hatred of a village that denied him everything, yet who he saved so many times… Yet here was Choji standing with two people that openly hated Naruto for no reason other than him being a Jurinki, and Ino, who wanted a fairytale life. Ino had come to both him and Shikamaru, reminding them of Asuma’s last words to them, demanding that they use their positions to help her get what she wanted. Shikamaru had told her no and had warned Choji not to listen further. But Ino, like a serpent, had continued to come to Choji, whispering soft words, sometimes with tears in her eyes, with her delicate little hand resting on his arms, her breasts pressed gently against his shoulders as she whispered how lonely she was in her life. How she longed for a husband, a big strong man whom she would welcome home, welcome into her bed, and welcome into her body.
It was like he was a teenage boy again, lusting after the prettiest girl he knew and Ino played him so well. Choji had been seduced by her soft words and gentle touches. The delicate woman crying quietly in his arms was soon panting on the floor of his office or riding his cock, pushed up against a wall or anywhere. Choji lost his head as he became immersed in his boyhood fantasy, never thinking of the price she would demand if he refused her.
Shikamaru had warned him, Choji did not listen when he did not have anything to loose, Ino managed to get leverage over him—his lust—he forgot his wife, he was not thinking his daughters as he rammed his cock into Ino’s cunt, grunting like a sweating pig, grunting, playing out his boyhood dreams and fantasies…
Choji looked at Naruto. He dropped Sasuke’s arm and had stepped back. Sasuke still had the dagger pressed against Choji’s throat, he could feel the blade pressing into his flesh, he could feel the blood seeping from the shallow wound…
His life was over either way he looked at it Choji knew it was over. Fuck Ino, the bitch fucking carrying his child and she wanted to marry the Uchiha. What the fuck was she going to say when the child was born and he looked nothing like an Uchiha but everything like an Akimichi…
            Choji lowered his head, inadvertently pushing the blade deeper, and he surrendered to his fate.
               “I kill them without a second thought,” Choji said, answering Sasuke’s question. “My wife and children are my life.”
            “Unlike you, Akimichi, I worship my spouse and I adore my children. For me, their happiness and wellbeing comes before any else including my own. Ino must be an incredibly good fuck if you are willing to risk your own life to try to put your mistress in my bed?” Sasuke spat. Choji’s eyes opened wide in panic at the other man’s words. “You think I didn’t know about you rutting away with that slut in the back of your family’s bakery or your tryst in her in apartment. You think I didn’t know about your child growing in her womb? What, did you two think it would pass it off as mine?” Sasuke shoved the fat man away from him threw the bloody knife to the floor. “Get the hell out my house. You are lucky that my children are home, otherwise you all would be dead.” He signaled Suigetsu, who stepped forward with three other guard’s men quickly usher them out.
Naruto returned to his cushion and dropped down it with arms going back to support he and his legs spread out before him. Sasuke stood before him, his back facing Naruto, though his gaze was fixed on the door. Neither had missed the venomous look Ino had shot at Naruto as Choji had dragged her away.
Naruto clicked his tongue as he settled back against his arms and regarded his husband’s back. “So the rumors about Choji and Ino were true. He was fucking her and now she’s blackmailing him.”
   “It what he deserves for thinking with his dick instead of his brain.” Sasuke turned to him, his expression malicious, “Either way, the fat fucker is going to pay for this. It’s your call, Naru. We can blow the bastard out of the water by going to his wife and the Jounin Council. Or we tie him to us. We got enough proof to do either.”
    “I don’t trust Choji, the man has always been too weak and this shit here proved that he is easily bought and corruptible; I wouldn’t feel comfortable with him as one of my advisors.” Naruto looked down at the blood knife on the floor and grimaced, “You should pick that up before one of the kids come in here.”
            A devilish smirk danced it’s way across Sasuke’s face as he bent down to retrieve his weapon. “So mean, my love,” he tsked. “Whatever happened to the sweet, naïve foolish boy that used to run wild about the village?”
                “He fell in love with a very bad man,” Naruto smiled wickedly, his tongue tracing teeth. “And that very bad man made him want things no good little boy should ever want.”
            Sasuke sauntered over to his grinning beloved he reached out to cupping Naruto’s as leaned down to a press a kiss against those smiling lips. “My sweet, naïve little Naruto, how well have I corrupted you.” He murmured as he kissed him again.

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