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Part 7: Vendetta
63: Home

Haru waited impatiently in the queue. Upfront were Shi-chan, Su-chan and Hi-chan. Haru was trying not to resent Hikaru. After all, it was Hi-chan’s idea to salvage Shi-chan’s level; he deserved to be one of the first to enter.
They were wearing suits but had their helmets down; not only would that be safer but it was going to be cold.
Sai’s voice spoke into his ear. “I cannot see much.”
Haru wasn’t surprised. His helmet, where the camera was, was pointing directly at Ry-chan’s back. “Nothing to see yet,” he subvocalised.

Ran squeezed his hand, checking he was all right. It was nice. Haru squeezed back. It was good that Ran had been able to make it. He had much less free time since he had started helping Akemi.
Then, finally, the outer and inner doors of the lock were open and they were moving.

Haru had braced himself for devastation; he had looked up pictures of what woods looked like after earthquakes or hurricanes.
Instead it was magical. Every surface glittered in the artificial winter sunlight. The silver-barked trees with their naked branches were beautiful.
The ground crunched under his feet. He could feel the cold air going down his windpipe and into his lungs. The skin of his face was stinging slightly.
It reminded him of rushing down a snowy slope on a sled and making snowpeople.
“What is the substance coating the surfaces?” Sai asked.
“It’s frost. It’s a crystalline structure made from frozen water,” Haru told him.
“It sparkles,” Sai observed. “Sumiko will like it.”

Sasuke stared at the picture on the wall opposite his desk.
They needed a new portrait. It was almost two standards since their last sitting. The children had all grown so much, even Haru. He sighed, moved a little closer to accepting that they would not all be in Tarrasade for a long time, and decided ask Konohamaru to take one when they returned to Skyburrow.

He dragged his attention away from the portrait and forced himself examine the fiendishly complex search pattern Shikamaru had sent him. He was struggling to concentrate. It was a mixture of anger, caused by Orochimaru managing to distract them with yet more clones, frustration, because catching Kabuto was taking far too long, and anxiety.
The latter overtook him whenever he imagined telling Naruto that they had been going in the wrong direction and that Kabuto was most probably even further away from them than he had been five days ago.
Not that he could be sure. That was the problem. It was all probabilities and algorithms.
He stabbed the intercom. “This is Sasuke. Kakashi-san, please could you come to my office as soon as it is convenient.”

Kakashi studied the two patterns. The first was a continuation of what they were doing now, with the Maple and the Elm searching. The second added Tennyos One, Four and Six. Given that Sasuke had repeatedly refused Shikamaru’s offer of assistance, they were suspiciously close and could join in the search surprisingly soon.
“Kabuto could escape if you don’t use them,” Kakashi told him. “If it turns out that Orochimaru is with Kabuto you will have thrown away your opportunity to catch him.”
Sasuke sighed. The vendetta was between Uchiha and the Akatsuki. Using Shikamaru’s non-Uchiha resources felt wrong.
“You could hire them,” Kakashi suggested. Somehow he managed to keep his face straight as he did so.
Even more ridiculously, it made Sasuke feel better. There would be a formal contract for services between Uchiha and Chaaruzu-san in the clan records, just like there were with a multitude of other suppliers.
“I would have to borrow funds from Shika to pay for it,” he admitted.
Kakashi shrugged. “You’d pay him back. You always do.”
“With credit he earns for me.”
“In his role as an advisor sworn to Uchiha. Sasu-kun, the divisions and boundaries the two of you have created are what makes it possible for Shika-kun to serve Uchiha.”

Sasuke knew that. It was like with Naruto. Making Naruto or Shika fit to a standard shape would never work. Either they would break or the structure making the shape would shatter. Instead you showed them the shape and asked them to fulfil its function.
They had repaid his trust by doing that and so very much more.

“You are going with the second search pattern?” Kakashi checked.
Sasuke nodded.
Kakashi reached for the interface, checked a few of the parameters and ran the simulation. “So the modal time to locate Kabuto is thirty-seven days.”
“Is it?” Sasuke tried to disguise his horror. They had already been away from the children for the better part of a div.
“Sasuke-sama, we needed you with us when we found Pein. We may need you with us when we find Kabuto. We do not need you with us on the Elm during the search.”
“But...”
Kakashi continued as if Sasuke had not started speaking. “Ir-chan sent me a long, chatty vid. Apparently Kazuki and Ryuka are courting with Haru as go-between.”
“Ha-chan?” Sasuke whispered. Haru was giving advice about relationships?
“Yes, what a notion. Oh, and he sent me this clip of Yuki dancing.” He produced a small tablet and held it up for Sasuke to see.

It was all Sasuke could do not to snatch it. Yuki had his back to the camera. He was pushing back his mane and giving what could only be described as a ‘come hither’ look over his shoulder.
Kakashi started the video. It was only when Yuki’s hips started gyrating that Sasuke realised just how low-cut and tight his pants were. Then the tiny image raised its arms over its head, exposing a strip of golden skin below the hem of its shirt, and began turning.
Sasuke watched, horrified, as a pierced navel came into view.

Within twenty minutes Sasuke had replied to Shikamaru and ordered Asuma to send the Dart. He then went to find Naruto.
He was in the office set aside for the queen’s use, working on the duty rosters. “You’re early,” Naruto observed.
Sasuke had not even considered the time. He checked the chronometer. It was forty-three minutes before their regular afternoon slot for training. “I’ve sent for the Dart. You and I are going back to Skyburrow.”
Naruto’s eyes lit up and he smiled. “That’s great news. Why the change of plan?”
Sasuke visualised the tiny Yuki turning on the tablet’s screen. “Shika sent me some updated simulations of the search. We were being too optimistic. Chances are, we won’t track Kabuto down for another div. That’s far too long to leave the triplets.” It was wonderful to see Naruto happy. Forty-three minutes was more than enough time; he locked the door.
Naruto unlocked it from the desk. “No chance, teme. You won’t want to train once we’ve fucked. I promised Kakashi-sensei that I wouldn’t let you miss a single day.” He deactivated the interface he had been using. “No reason we can’t move the session forward.”
Sasuke sighed. He wished that he had never suggested Kakashi ask Naruto to be his personal trainer.
“And I’ll warn En-san that we probably won’t be there for the evening meal,” Naruto added with a smile.
Suddenly putting training first did not seem so bad; it was too long since they had let growling-possessive or fluffy-soft-Naruto out.

He lay on his back, his chest heaving as his body demanded more oxygen to make good the deficit in his cramping muscles. Naruto always demanded that he go to his limits and, being Naruto, he knew better than Sasuke himself where they were.
Finally Naruto held out a hand; a sure sign that Sasuke would not pass out if he stood up, even if he felt as if he would. He managed to stagger into the steam room, motivated by the thought of Naruto massaging his abused muscles.

It was a heady combination of pleasure and pain as Naruto kneaded away the knots. Finally he was utterly relaxed, with Naruto straddling his thighs to work on his back.
“What changed your mind, teme?” he asked. “Yesterday you were adamant that we were staying with the Elm until we caught Kabuto.”
Sasuke thought again of the tiny, gyrating Yuki and the advice Haru might be giving Kazuki. However if he gave voice to those thoughts Naruto would start talking about how he needed to adapt to the reality of the big litter turning fourteen. “I was wrong,” he said instead. “I was angry about Pein and I allowed myself to become too focused on the vendetta. Every time I put my family or my crew second, Orochimaru wins a small victory.”
There was a purr of approval. Sasuke felt Naruto’s breath on the skin of his neck, followed by his whiskers and then his lips.
Sprouting an erection while face down on a massage table was less than comfortable.
“Bath?” Naruto queried.
“Bath,” Sasuke agreed.

There no spectacular private bathroom in their accommodation on the Elm; it was just two standard crew room units with an opening between them.
Naruto had booked one of the communal bathrooms; using it reminded Sasuke of their time on the Silver Leaf.

They started at the shower end. Sasuke submitted to being washed with a large sponge while Naruto alternatively hummed or purred.
For once it was not arousing; Sasuke was pretty sure that Naruto was thinking about the children.
Then he sat on the small bathing stool while Naruto washed and rinsed his hair. Sasuke sighed. It was his own fault. He had kept Naruto away from the triplets. It was not surprising that he should be more interested in being reunited with them than in fucking.
“Teme?” Naruto queried.
“Nothing,” Sasuke replied.
Naruto uttered a small growl of disbelief and then combed conditioner through his hair, exactly like he would for Teruko or Takara.

Sasuke climbed into the bath and enjoyed watching Naruto showering. Not that it took long; within a couple of minutes Naruto was sliding into the bath opposite him.
“Iruka-sensei sent me a long vid about the children,” Naruto began.
His burgeoning erection wilted.
“Rin suggested that Ryuka change her scent, so that Ka-chan wouldn’t be so irrationally attracted to her.”
All thought of fucking vanished from Sasuke’s mind. What if it was more than an irrational attraction?
“But Ryuka has decided to get to know Ka-chan first before she does anything so radical.”
Sasuke relaxed. Somehow Kazuki acquiring a partner, even one as wild as Ryuka, worried him less than Yuki flaunting himself, or even Haru with Ran. “Good,” he confirmed.
“Everyone else is fine,” Naruto continued. “Hi-chan is still doing really well project managing the Skyburrow development.” He smiled. “They are working on something. Iruka-sensei wouldn’t give details; it’s a surprise.”
That was nice; Sasuke trusted Iruka to make sure they did not do anything dangerous.

Naruto chuckled. “Apparently Yu-chan’s campaign to get Five’s attention is working.”
Sasuke remembered the vid and had no problem believing that. Then the tone of Naruto’s voice sank in. “You approve,” he observed.
“I like Five,” Naruto admitted. “He’s a born leader and he truly cares about the people he leads. He has gone out of his way to fit in and gain your approval. I think he and Yuki could be good for each other.”
“I thought Five wanted Ran and Haru,” Sasuke muttered.
Naruto twitched his whiskers. “It would never work. Ha-chan needs to be with Shi-chan and Shi-chan belongs with you. Five should be encouraged to build his own crew, like Inari. Imagine a crew led by Five that had Yuki as queen. Not yet, but in a handful of standards’ time. It would be awesome.”

A crew needed someone like Iruka or Haku at its heart and yes, if he was being honest, Sasuke could see that Yuki would make a wonderful queen.
He sighed. “It really doesn’t bother you that they are all going to be fucking in a few divs’ time.”
Naruto held his gaze. “Not the kits and Ryuu. They are so old enough. The only reasons they’ve tried to wait this long is because they don’t want to upset you. You know that they are probably older than I was when we started fucking?”
“We were sixteen,” Sasuke complained.
“You were sixteen. I was two standards’ older than when I joined the Silver Leaf.”
He looked away, unable to take the directness of Naruto’s gaze. “What about Ha-chan, Hi-chan and Ho-chan?”
“Well, based on what you were like, they aren’t going to be coursing with hormones and raring to go,” Naruto admitted, “but they are ready up here...” He tapped his temple. “...to make the decision for themselves.”

Sasuke almost said that Haru was too young but managed to stop himself. Naruto would give him that look and remind him, patiently, that Haru had Ran and was therefore in the best possible hands.
He pulled himself together. If he had followed Uchiha tradition he would have been giving Haru and Hikaru to crews as their cats. The truth was that, with the right crews, they would have come through the experience just fine.
“I love you, dobe,” he declared, which was always true and would not lead to yet another gentle but persuasive lecture.
Naruto replied with a smile that went straight to Sasuke’s groin.

A second later Naruto was straddling his lap and they were kissing. Naruto wrapped a long-fingered hand about their erections and pumped gently.
Sasuke broke the kiss to lean back and moan.
“Old fashioned quickie,” Naruto whispered, his whiskers tickling Sasuke’s ear.
Sasuke was halfway through agreeing when Naruto sank down the length of his cock. He shut his eyes, trying to control his reaction; Naruto was so tight and so warm.

Naruto settled into his lap and purred, a suspiciously fluffy-soft sound. Sasuke opened his eyes and saw the warning signs: flushed cheeks; wide eyes; soft, plump lips.
He reached down between them and grasped Naruto’s erection before the quickie became something that would end up with Naruto building a nest in the shower.
Fluffy-soft-Naruto receded. “Thanks, teme,” Naruto acknowledged. “Maybe some lube?”

Sasuke tended to Naruto’s cock while Naruto rode him; the quickest of quickies that left Sasuke seeing stars. Naruto fell forward onto his chest and nuzzled his neck. Sasuke leaned back, wrapped his arms around him and held him close.
“Love you, dobe,” he repeated.
“Love teme,” Naruto replied.

It was so tempting to nap: Naruto was snuggled against his chest; the water was warm; he was utterly relaxed. He was on the edge of drifting away, maybe he had, when Naruto shifted against him. Sasuke hugged him closer.
“Time to get out,” Naruto whispered.
Sasuke made a half-hearted attempt to hold him but Naruto had wriggled free and was standing up.
In more than one way; Sasuke found himself looking up at Naruto’s slim, curved, beautiful erection.
There was an edge to Naruto’s smile, a whiff of the predator.
Sasuke took the hint; releasing growling-possessive-Naruto in a communal bathroom was an even worse idea than nesting in the shower.

He went ahead carrying their stuff, leaving Naruto to see to the tub. Once he reached their rooms he walked straight through the first room, which they were using as a sitting room, and into the bedroom. He put the basket on a shelf, folded back the bedcover, threw extra pillows onto the bed, hung his robe on a hook and just managed to make it into the head as Naruto arrived.
Keeping Naruto waiting was part of the fun. Sasuke visualised him pacing up and down. He imagined he heard the occasional small growl through the buzz and swish of the e-machine.

Yet when he opened the door and stepped out, there was no one. Sasuke stood there, momentarily confused, before long arms captured him from behind and he startled.
“Dobe!” he complained; the unfamiliar two room layout offered Naruto far too many hiding places.
Naruto nuzzled his hair. One hand brushed across his nipple while the other dipped to his groin and gave his cock a few playful pulls. “Teme,” he growled.

Sasuke pulled away, or rather Naruto let him go. He walked forward, knowing that Naruto’s attention would be focused on his butt.
The possessive growl from behind him gave him a split second to prepare for Naruto sweeping him from his feet and carrying him to the bed.

Growling-possessive-Naruto was out. There was prowling and posing; growling and howling. Sasuke watched, enjoying the display of foxy magnificence. Occasionally he would move toward the edge of the bed and Naruto would freeze, fix him with a stare and give a small warning growl.
Maybe, one day, Sasuke would risk leaving the bed. Not today; he piled up the pillows, waited for Naruto to complete a particularly impressive howl, laid back and exposed his neck.
One leap and Naruto was on all fours above him. Sasuke stayed absolutely still as Naruto sniffed his neck and down his torso before giving a purry growl of approval.

Then he was lifted; borne upwards by Naruto’s hands. Sasuke expected to be flipped and deposited on the mound of pillows but not this time. Naruto was moving, taking Sasuke with him; jumping from the bed and landing on his feet with Sasuke sitting on his hands.
Sasuke grabbed Naruto’s shoulders to stop himself falling backwards. Naruto growled his approval and Sasuke realised that they were going to fuck standing up, or rather with Naruto standing up.
He knew he could stop it. All he would have to do was to whimper and he would be back on the bed. Instead he wrapped his legs around Naruto’s waist and looked directly into his eyes.

Naruto’s eyes blazed and Sasuke was impaled. A flurry of small corrections and the angle was perfect; Sasuke gasped as Naruto’s cock grazed his button.
It took longer for them to synchronise Sasuke’s riding with Naruto’s fucking but they managed to establish a rhythm. It was exhilarating; growling-possessive-Naruto had never allowed him to do more than lie there and enjoy it.

The Naruto’s knot swelled, each thrust became a direct hit and starbursts of pleasure threatened Sasuke’s coordination. Naruto moved them to a wall and maintained the rhythm.
It was all Sasuke could do to cling on as his climax surged through his body and out through his throat.
A few more thrusts and Naruto came; his howl harmonising with Sasuke’s scream.

Arranging the surprise had been a challenge. As well as tackling the technical challenges, they had to get Sasuke and Naruto to promise not to use any scanners or telescopes between jumping into the system and docking with Skyburrow.
Iruka and Shikamaru had managed to convince Naruto, who had persuaded Sasuke.

They were waiting for the docking bay to pressurise. Shikamaru was carrying Tsuneo while Kiba held Takara and Teruko’s hands. The big litter was milling about.
Shikamaru noticed that Yuki’s eyepaint had gone and his mane was confined to a plait.
Then the airlock was open and they were off.

Naruto was next to them in a flash. He scooped Takara and Teruko up with one arm and embraced Shikamaru and Tsuneo with the other. Tsuneo reached for his To-chan and Shikamaru moved away.
He stood with Kiba and Iruka at the side, enjoying the spectacle.

Finally it had calmed down enough for Sasuke to greet them. He was carrying Tsuneo.
“You have to wear a blindfold, Papa,” Tsuneo was telling him.
“Do I?” Sasuke asked.
“Yes, or you will spoil the surprise. You have to promise not to peek.”
Sasuke pantomimed a yawn. “Maybe tomorrow, Tsu-chan, or the next day. Your To-chan and I are tired.”
Tsuneo’s eyes widened and he looked to Shikamaru in alarm.
“Your Papa is teasing you, Tsu-chan,” Iruka assured him.
Sasuke gave him a hug. “Got you, Tsu-chan.”
“Papa!” Tsuneo complained.

As they walked through the station, Shikamaru could see that Sasuke was struggling. He liked things ordered and to be in control. Instead he was in the dark being towed along by his youngest son.
Naruto was much less concerned as he walked along being guided by Takara and Teruko.

It was only when they entered that they began to catch on. Shikamaru saw Sasuke shiver and Naruto sniffing the air. Then, before they could begin guessing, the blindfolds were whipped away.
“Surprise!” the children chorused.

Shikamaru did not look at the view; he knew what that looked like because they had all laboured for days spreading the snow that Haru’s contraption had produced. Instead he watched Sasuke taking in the sheer enormity of the project his children had undertaken and completed.
“Here are your boots, Papa,” Hoshi told him.
“And your coat, gloves and scarf,” Yuki added.
Naruto was already fully garbed and running into the snow with the triplets following.

Snowpeople had been built, snowballs thrown and sleds ridden. Hikaru had told his parents about the salvage and Haru had explained how the snow machine worked. Shikamaru watched as Sasuke and Naruto left, carrying the triplets and surrounded by their big litter.
“Worth all the effort,” Neji’s voice observed from behind him.
He turned around. “Every scrap,” he confirmed. He gestured towards the trees. “I never thought that I would get them back. The snow is nice, but I can’t wait for Ryuka and Kazuki to finish treating them so we can initiate spring.”
“The leaves moving in the breeze,” Neji suggested.
Shikamaru recalled the light, silvery sound.
“Are you going to visit each tree?” Neji asked.
“I was planning to,” Shikamaru admitted.
“May I accompany you?”
He smiled and nodded. “That would be nice.”
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