My One and Only

And here we have another chapter, to maybe everyones surprise I drew a pic's based on this fic on deviant art (and some random ones if you want to check them out as well). Been thinking if I should make a doujinshi based on one of my fic's. What do you guy's think?



Pictures based on:



My One & Only:



http://rakasha3.deviantart.com/art/SasuNaru-with-Kit-s-104593549



http://rakasha3.deviantart.com/art/Anothepic-based-on-a-fic-124698425



http://rakasha3.deviantart.com/art/NejiGaara-Chibi-Love-135840077 -NejiGaara



http://rakasha3.deviantart.com/art/SasuNaru-chibi-love-135946851



http://rakasha3.deviantart.com/art/Cute-137034875 - one of their possible children



Behind the mask:



http://rakasha3.deviantart.com/art/Behind-the-Mask-65994739 - One of my older fic's posted on fanfiction. net



Random ones:



http://rakasha3.deviantart.com/art/Property-86323038



http://rakasha3.deviantart.com/art/Almost-kiss-136066571 - well I guess it could be scene from 'To Love a Bodyguard'.



You can also find me on Live Journal: http://lilbakasaru.livejournal.com/ I post messages and information on there.







To AlienX- I know I've been making Naruto waaaay subissive, but that's just all thoes hormoes barging around inside of him. More of his true self will come forwards bit by bit!



To Timber- Wow what an amazing review, I hope that I meet up to your expectation! I'm glad that you like my stories, warms my heart up!



Enjoy!!!!



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Chapter 7: A Promise



“Ugh...”Iruka sprang up from his crouching position and stumbled towards the bed where his husband lay.



“Koi? Wake up, Kakashi,” he asked desperately; he had watched over the older demon all night, hoping he would wake up, but nothing ‘til now. He had to find out what had happened while he was gone.



“Iruka...?” the dog demon asked, bewildered.



“I’m here, right here love.”



“Naruto...?”



Iruka couldn’t help it anymore; he burst into tears and buried his head into his husband’s chest. “He’s gone Kakashi, he’s gone.”



“Uchiha took him.” The older demon gave a pained moan and slowly sat up, with the help of Iruka, on the bed.



“What can we do?” asked Iruka between hiccups.



Kakashi instantly felt a pang of guilt; he as dominant should be protecting his family, but he couldn’t do it. Instead he tried to comfort his husband. “Shhh...” he murmured, wiping away the tears. “It will be fine, it will all work out.”



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‘This is torture...’



This position, this closeness, the warm body on top of him...



‘This is absolute torture!’ Sasuke gritted out, angrier at himself than the unsuspecting Kitsune sleeping on him.



After Naruto had met his mother and had his slight emotional break down, Sasuke had taken the distraught Kitsune back to his room. He tried to calm Naruto down, holding him gently while rocking back and forth in a soothing manner and rubbing circles on his back. It worked; soon Naruto was curled up and asleep in the dominant’s lap.



That’s when all of Sasuke’s troubles started.



The scent of heat was still pungent in the air, and the close proximity wasn’t helping; he was aroused, but could do nothing to take care of his problem. When he tried shifting the blonde’s weight so that he wouldn’t touch his straining erection, the friction against the cloth was almost enough to set him off. So he had to remain motionless... and it had already been an hour. To make matters worse the lower part of his body was starting to go numb from not moving.



So he was both numb and aroused, and he didn’t know how long he could take it anymore.



He felt like crying.



A knock attracted his attention, and he looked up to see his brother standing by his doorway. Sasuke scowled when he noticed the smug expression his brother was holding.



“Father has arranged a family meeting, he wants you to attend.”



Sasuke frowned, why would Fugaku want to see him now? Usually he wasn’t allowed anywhere near those meetings. But then again... he thought, looking down at the sleeping creature in his arms. This meeting was more about him than anything.



It took a while for Sasuke to place Naruto comfortably on his futon so that the fox didn’t wake up, and tucked him in. He then stood up, ignoring the protests of his knees of being clamped in a single position for such a long time, and followed his brother.



These family meetings consisted of the heads of all the branch families and his father, the head of Uchiha house; it was held in a separate building from the rest of the complex under heavy guard. When Sasuke was younger he had always wanted to know what they would talk about, but since he wasn’t the next in line he simply wasn’t allowed to enter. The young wolf would always bug his older brother to tell him what those meeting were about, to which his brother would reply that they were simply boring. Not that he ever believed what Itachi said, yet now he was nervous; this wasn’t just some random topic that affected someone else, this was about him.



That didn’t mean that he was simply going to change his mind, just because his father had decided to put him under the spotlight. He was going to be with Naruto, no matter what the older demons said.



Both brothers came to a stop by a huge building. Itachi nodded towards one of the guards and they opened the heavy wooden doors so that they would enter. The room was large with a raised platform where his father sat on a cushion; there was another spare one beside him, which he guessed was Itachi’s seat. The family’s uchiwa symbol hung behind his father, and in front of him were the twelve heads of the branch family. The only light sources were the large amount of candles that surrounded the room and hung from the ceiling.



Sasuke felt his brother pushing him forwards; he turned around to glance at Itachi in confusion, wondering why he was being pushed towards the seat beside his father where usually the next head would be seating.



“This is about you, little brother,” he said as if reading his mind. “I was only asked to escort you, so take your seat.”



The younger wolf moved hesitantly; this was new territory for him, but he suppressed his nervousness and ignored the questioning glances of his family members as he made his way towards the spare cushion and sat down. Light murmurs filled the room in an instant; they were all wondering why it was Sasuke and not Itachi sitting in the designated seat. It was then that Sasuke realised that no one here (except for him, father, and his brother) actually knew what this meeting was all about.



Well this should be interesting.



Fugaku raised his hand and the room immediately silenced; his father sat up straight and Sasuke followed his example, knowing that a strong posture would show his determination.



“I have asked each head of the branch family to meet me here, since my youngest son Sasuke has found himself a mate.”



They cheered and started talking amongst each other happily. “Who is the lucky one?” Izayoi, an aunt of his, asked. She was a very strict youkai, a firm believer in tradition.



His father took a deep breath, as if steeling himself for the assault to come. “It is Kyuubi no Kitsune’s one and only child, Uzumaki Naruto.”



The stunned silence that filled the room was deafening; the members were shocked, wolf ears standing in attention, the tails stopped wagging but were now rigid, and their faces were stony and ghostly pale. Then the chaos began.



The uproar was immense, some had even stood up protesting and demanding answers but his father did nothing in defence. His eyes were shut and his face was completely stoic, and all their demands fell to deaf ears. Sasuke understood what his father was doing; it was all about Sasuke’s own resolve, if he would fight for his mate or give into pressure? The fact that he had already been brought here showed him that Fugaku was being supportive.



And that was enough.



Sasuke slowly stood up, took a deep breath of air and shouted, “QUIET!”



The room instantly silenced and they all stared stunned at the young wolf, who had fixed them all with a stern glare.



“Yes it is true I will mate with Uzumaki Naruto, and there is nothing anyone can say to change my mind. I have already heard of all the conquests that Kyuubi had accomplished, he was a powerful youkai, and my mate has similar potential. I find him more than worthy, and for that whatever you may say I will be with him.”



One of the oldest wolves’ stood up; he was his grandfather’s youngest brother, usually a calm demon, but right now he was very agitated. “You must understand young Uchiha that family is the most important thing, and what you are planning to do will ruin us all.”



But Sasuke didn’t react; the older wolf growled and then turned to glare at his father. “Fugaku do something; control that insolent pup of yours!” he hissed.



For the first time since the uproar had started, his father opened his eyes and took a deep intake of air. The members fell silent, awaiting his answer.



“According to the rules it is their own choice as to who they mate, we have no say in it, and I shall respect that.”



“But-”



“Enough, the only reason I have asked you all here is to give you the good news of my son finding a mate, we have no say as to who he will mate since this is all based on instinct. That is all, thank you for coming.” He nodded towards them.



The members looked at each other dejectedly, and slowly one after the other left the room; soon only he, his father, brother and one other demon was left behind. The other demon smiled broadly at Sasuke; his tail was wagging happily as he walked up to them. The young wolf looked nervously on and scooted back hesitantly as the older youkai moved towards him, his smile growing into a full out grin.



“KAWAII, Sasuke-kun!” the youkai shrieked out, and literally glomped him.



“Un-uncle Obito, please stop that!” the young wolf stuttered out, trying to pry the older demon off him.



“But I’m so proud of you, puppy! Standing up to all those old farts like that was amazing!” he replied and only tightened his grip on Sasuke.



Fugaku gave a light chuckle. “Let him go Obito, the poor pup is starting to go blue.” He then gave a weary sigh and stood up from his seiza position, with Sasuke struggling to follow.



“Father...”



“It’s fine Sasuke; we should start making preparations for the ceremony soon...” he didn’t mention that the longer they waited the more chance there would be of his clan members rebelling, or doing something else foolish.



Sasuke nodded and walked out of the council room, he had to make sure that Naruto was alright; and now only Fugaku, Itachi, and Obito were left.



“This is a dangerous road, Nii-san,” Obito spoke up.



“Don’t you think I know that? But sometimes things have to be risked for the greater good.” Fugaku sighed heavily, before he and Itachi walked towards the exit.



“Nii-san!” Obito called out to the older demon.



Fugaku stopped in his tracks, and turned around to look at the other wolf demon. Obito gave him a gentle smile and nodded approvingly. “Kyuubi would be very proud of you, Nii-san,” he said.



Fugaku nodded back and left, but Itachi noticed the slight smile that was on his father’s face, and he couldn’t help but smile himself.



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Sasuke hurried through the compound; he noticed the curious glances everyone was throwing at him, but he ignored them. He had to hurry and wake Naruto up; it was still early, and maybe they would have enough time to get some robes fitted and made before the ceremony started. It may have to be pushed to tomorrow, there was a lot to be done, and Sasuke didn’t think everything could get done in such short notice.



“Where are you hurrying to, puppy?” a sweet voice said.



The wolf shuddered, suddenly feeling very nervous, when he turned to meet his mother’s gaze. The demoness always had a habit of popping up when he least expected it; how she managed it he didn’t know.



“Oka-san, how can I help you?”



“No, no, no pup, the question is how can I help you,” she replied impishly.



Now Sasuke was scared; he didn’t like the tone his mother used, and the large grin she carried showing off her small canines just made him feel more apprehensive. She grabbed his hand and started dragging him along with her.



“Mother, where are we going?!”



“I have a surprise for you!” she replied gleefully. Sometimes his mother acted more like a child than he did. It was always surprising how much energy she had when she was around family, and then how the next moment in a formal event her demeanour changed to a strong aristocratic youkai, yet still a scary demon.



The rest of the trip was silent; she led him down to the personal storage area, where more of the Uchiha treasure was stored. Not gold or important documents, but personal sentimental items that had been collected through the generations. He had only been into the room a few times when he was younger, playing hide and seek; he knew that most of his and his brother’s toys, from when they were young, were placed in there.



He watched his mother rummage through the room, moving things aside carefully, as they were her most precious treasure, ‘til they reached the other end of the room where a huge chest laid. Mikoto took out a key and undid the heavy bolt lock that kept it shut, and opened it. Sasuke remained motionless while his mother looked inside and took out a large square box tied by a string, and then handed it to him.



“Well, open it!” she exclaimed excitedly.



Sasuke stared at the box in bewilderment; he opened it, wondering what was inside. There were two bundles of cloth; he picked one up and unfurled it to reveal a beautiful kimono. It was completely white in colour with a satin trim, and a golden sash. The other one was the same, a slightly simpler design, and a cream haori included.



“Mother...” he didn’t know how to finish his sentence.



“They’re mine and your father’s ceremonial robes; they are passed down the Uchiha line for generations. I would be happy to see you and your mate wear them in your own,” she said, looking down at the clothes fondly.



Sasuke gave a bright smile; he kissed her forehead and bowed to show his appreciation before leaving with the box.



Mikoto’s smile slipped slightly as she watched her youngest son leave; she could tell that things wouldn’t remain this quiet for long.



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