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The Weasel's Cub	By : Macabre_Facsimile Category: Naruto > General Views: 13208 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto nor any of its characters, nor do I make any form of profit from the franchise or this fic. I do, however, own a pretty dark mind with which I have created this fanfiction.

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Despite him being 12/13 during this event in canon, I am writing under the presumption that Naruto is sixteen in this story. That’s the age of consent where I live. This fic has dark content, so if you are under the age of eighteen or are easily triggered by such themes, then please do not read.
I do not condone the actions described in this fic.
A village without a leader stood tall and still, its people mourning in silence. Today marked the funeral of Sarutobi Hiruzen, The heroic third hokage of Konoha.
The main ceremony had been quiet and simple, attended by thousands despite the driving rain. The following “party” was similarly crowded; a quiet celebration of Hiruzen’s life where food and drinks were served for free. People gathered around to tell stories of the old man, to reminisce on “the good ol’ days.”
The rain had stopped soon enough, prompting the crowds to spill out onto the streets. A sake-fuelled party began, as they put their grief aside to spend a cheerful night in memory of their leader.
Nobody had noticed when a blond teen quietly left the area, His blue eyes sparkling with unshed tears.
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Deep in the forest surrounding Konoha, the “poof” of dispelling shadow clones startled a flock of crows. They flew into the air, disappearing over the treeline. The noise was soon followed by the thud of a body hitting the ground.
Uzumaki Naruto lay panting on the ground, unable to lift even a finger as exhaustion set in.
“Aah. I’ve really done it this time.” He muttered tiredly. A voice within his head laughed, the deep rumble making the teen’s head hurt.
‘You only have yourself to blame. You were warned not to train until you healed, were you not?’
“Can it, fuzzbut.” Naruto growled as he stared at the sky. “Just heal me up already so I can get going. I don’t wanna sit out here all night.”
‘How do you expect me to do that when you’ve just used up almost all of your chakra? I could definitely heal you if you’d just remove this seal-‘
“And let you go on a rampage? No thanks.”
A semi-familiar chakra signature suddenly appeared, and the blond felt himself relax slightly.
“Sasuke? Is that you?” He asked, calling into the silent air. No response. “Teme!”
The figure shifted but still did not reply.
“I…” Naruto began, gritting his teeth and swallowing his pride. “I need your help. I can’t move.”
Footsteps began to make their way towards him, the sound causing the hairs on the back of the teen’s neck to stand up.
‘Teme doesn’t walk like that.’ He realised, as a wave of fear coursed through him.
A burst of adrenaline allowed the downed blond to scramble into a sitting position, twisting around to face the other person. Scarlet eyes captured his gaze, seeming to drain what little energy remained in his body.
It was clear that he was face to face with an Uchiha considering the swirling sharingan, but it was certainly not Sasuke.
“Well if it isn’t the ninth junchuuriki.” A deep, yet surprisingly soft voice spoke. “How convenient.”
“Who are you?” Naruto yelled – or at least he tried to yell, but it came out as little more than a whimper.
“I’m hurt.” The Uchiha seemed to purr. “You seem to know my foolish brother, and yet he hasn’t said anything about me.”
That was all the blond needed to hear as his eyes widened.
“Y-you!” He spluttered. “What are you doing here Itachi!?”
“Surveillance, obviously.”
Naruto found his throat constricting as the man begun to drag his defenceless body towards a tree, propping him in a seated position against its trunk.
“Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t yell as loud as I can right now.” He growled once he found his voice again. He was bluffing, and Itachi knew it.
“You and I both know that no one will hear you.” Came the response. “That’s why you came so far away from the village in the first place, is it not?”
Naruto lowered his gaze to the ground, his heart sinking. The Uchiha was correct; he was on his own out here. He’d wanted to be on his own.
“Besides” Itachi continued, a hint of a smirk crossing his lips. “If you open your mouth wide enough, I might just… fill it up.”
There was a glint in his eye, one that matched the predatorial tone his voice had taken on. It filled the teen with dread.
“Just tell me why you’re here.” He muttered.
Itachi crouched in front of the blond, reaching out a hand to caress his cheek. He wanted nothing more than to move his head as far away as he could, but the effects of the genjutsu he’d seemingly been placed in would not allow it.
“You’ll find out soon enough, little cub.”
Surprisingly soft fingers trailed up Naruto’s neck, forcing his chin upwards so that their eyes met. The Uchiha moved forwards, leaning over until his lips were mere inches away from the teen’s left ear. He whispered quietly, every breath tickling Naruto’s ear and filling him with disgust.
“While my partner is busy, I’m going to have some fun.” He stated. “And if you cooperate, I’ll make sure it’s fun for you too.”
The blond froze as a cold hand made its way underneath his shirt, making him shiver. He might have skipped a few classes back when he was at the academy, but he knew enough to understand Itachi’s true intentions.
The helplessness was stifling, filling him with anger. He wanted to do something – anything! – but he was powerless under the sharingan’s power. So he waited, and watched as the Uchiha leaned back to remove his cloak. He gathered as much saliva as he could muster in that moment, spitting it right at his attacker. It landed right in the middle of his forehead, catching the man off guard.
The sense of fear rooted deep within him suddenly magnified as Itachi’s lustful gaze morphed into an evil glare.
“If that’s how you want to play it, fine.” He hissed. “If you won’t cooperate with me, then I’ll just have to take you by force!”
A hand shot out, closing around Naruto’s throat as the dark haired man threw him away from the tree. He landed in a crumpled heap on the floor, the jolting movement breaking the genjutsu. Before he could move, though, he was roughly turned onto his back, and his arms were held above his head by an enraged Itachi.
The Uchiha had dropped to his knees, straddling the teen’s waist so as to prevent him from kicking.
“Get off me!” The blond yelled, struggling with all his might despite his chakra reserves still being depleted.
“I could easily put you back into a genjutsu;” Itachi replied. “But it’ll be more fun when you struggle.”
The teen’s attempts to escape became more frantic at this, causing the older man to let out a pleasured groan. He pulled out a kunai and began to slice at the black t-shirt beneath him, tearing the tattered cloth from Naruto’s body.
With a practiced movement, the Uchiha reached down and pulled down his pants, allowing his aching member to spring forth. It took all of his resolve not to just take the blond there and then, but he knew that his patience would certainly be worth the reward.
“You know you’re going to be hunted down for this.” Naruto spat, pausing in his struggles for long enough to send him a look of pure loathing.
Itachi simply chuckled lightly as he slowly pumped his cock, relishing in the pleasure that was washing through him.
“It’s not like I’m not used to being hunted down.” He replied lazily. “After all, if I can survive for several years after destroying my whole clan, I’m sure something as trivial as this isn’t going to cause a fuss.”
Naruto had no response to that. He ceased his movement, realising that there was little point in it, and instead looked around for a way to save himself. Unfortunately he could find nothing to aid him.
“You’re not going to tell anybody about this, anyway.” The Uchiha continued, taking advantage of the sudden stillness to grind his hips into Naruto’s crotch and smirking as he felt it harden slightly. “Because everyone will be disgusted with you.“
He leaned down towards the blond, gently biting down on his right earlobe and eliciting a muffled shout in return. His free hand, the one that wasn’t holding his wrists, began to inch down Naruto’s abs, fingers tracing the well-worked muscles. As he reached the waistband of his pants, ltachi paused for a second and studied the teen’s face. A pink glow adorned his cheeks, turning the missing-nin on even more than he already was.
“I mean look at you. You’re just letting me do as l please.” His fingers pulled at the elasticated fabric, then allowed it to bounce back with a snap. “Of course, I’ll reward you for this.”
The Uchiha lifted his hips up to allow himself better access, then reached in to naruto’s boxers and grasped his semi-hard length. But before he could do anything else, the blond sensed an opportunity and buried his knee in the unsuspecting man’s crotch.
Itachi rolled off of the boy, clutching his balls as they exploded in pain. As the agony subsided, he looked over to where Naruto was pathetically trying to run/crawl away, and a red mist descended on him. It took less than a second to catch up with the fleeing teen and tackle him face-first to the ground, violently ripping down his pants and boxers in one fluid movement.
“I gave you the opportunity to play nice. I even gave you a second chance.” He growled, laying directly on top of the now shivering teen and whispering harshly into his ear. His erection was pressed flat against Naruto’s backside, twitching in anticipation. “But seeing as you’re clearly not going to behave, I’ll just have to get it over with.”
Shifting his hips, Itachi lined himself up at the blond’s entrance… and paused.
“Ah, I almost forgot.” He muttered, before shifting back up so that he was once more straddling the teen, and pulled his shoulders up painfully so that his abdomen was exposed. Placing his hands into a seal, the Uchiha then placed them both on to his captive’s stomach, one either side of his bellybutton.
Excruciating pain raced through Naruto for several moments, beginning where itachi’s hands were pressed and radiating throughout his body in waves, pulling the air from his lungs.
“What the hell did you just do!?” The blond muttered through gritted teeth once he had caught his breath.
His captor chose not to answer, instead reassuming his earlier position and pressing his aching rod against Naruto’s ass. His weak attempts to escape did little more than annoy the impatient man, who cast a water jutsu to lubricate himself and began to force his way through the ring of muscles.
“If you had behaved instead of insisting on trying to escape, I would have made this much less painful for you.” He gasped, ignoring the teen’s agonized yells as he pushed further. The head of his penis had now breached the tight hole, and just the pressure alone made him want to release his load.
The Uchiha bit down on Naruto’s neck, his teeth sinking into the soft flesh far enough to draw blood as he rammed his cock forwards, burying it down to the hilt in a swift movement.
Screams turned into wailing as the teen below him squirmed and twitched, trying his hardest to get rid of the feeling of being stretched out. His cries mixed with the Itachi’s groans and pants as the movement brought waves of pleasure crashing through him.
‘It’s so hot, so tight!’
Not allowing Naruto any time to adjust, he pulled himself out of his captive’s ass, until only the tip remained inside. Then without warning he slammed back inside, letting out a shout of his own.
He continued this cycle of slowly pulling out and then slamming back in, until the teen’s cries began to fade into grunts and the pain began to subside. On one particular thrust Itachi seemed to hit his prostate, turning his vision white and forcing an outright moan from him. The unexpected tightening of his already-tight rectum proved to be too much for the Uchiha, and he suddenly picked up his pace with a deep groan. He made sure to hit his prostate with each thrust, earning several delicious grunts from his captive.
“I-Itachi… No…” Naruto tried to beg, but the horrible pleasure was robbing him of his thought patterns.
“Imagine what your friends would say if they could see you now.“ He panted in response. “I wonder what Sasuke would do, if he could see you being taken by the one person he swore to kill, moaning my name like some common whore”
Itachi paused in his thrusts, pulling the teen backwards so that he was propped up on his knees. The new angle allowed him to reach down and grasp Naruto’s cock, pumping it up and down as he renewed his movement.
A new feeling began to build in the pit of the teen’s stomach, bringing with it an overwhelming sense of shame. Despite the fact that he didn't want this, there was still a traitorous part off him that didn’t want it to stop; that craved this unbelievable feeling of pleasure that was coursing through him in waves.
“P-please…” He begged. But now he didn’t know if he was begging for help or for release.
Behind him, Itachi’s breaths were becoming far more laboured, his powerful thrusts becoming more and more erratic. It was clear that he was nearing climax, just as Naruto was.
“I’m about to come.” He grunted in Naruto’s ear, squeezing his bulging member, effectively preventing him from reaching his own climax. His soft voice had become husky and deep. “call my name, Naruto. I want to hear you screaming out my name as we come.”
The hand was clenched painfully tight around him, the building pressure fogging up his brain. The teen tried to shake his head, determined not to follow his captors orders, but a particularly hard collision with his prostate destroyed what little resolve he had left.
“I-Ita-…” he sobbed. But the Uchiha just sneered.
“you’re going to have to do better than that.” His words were accompanied by several devastating thrusts, pushing Naruto over the edge. But the man wouldn’t let him go.
“I-Ita-ITACHIIII!” He finally called, his words blending into a piercing scream as he felt the Uchiha release his grip.
Naruto felt himself being pulled upwards by Itachi, far enough that he was now seated in his lap, back pressed against the man’s chest. With one final thrust, reaching deeper into the teen than ever before, Itachi let out a strangled gasp as he exploded inside of his captive. He bit down on the already-healing mark on Naruto’s shoulder, this time using chakra to make sure it scarred. The blond went limp as he decorated the ground with a smattering of sperm, but was caught by itachi, who was careful to keep himself inside the teen’s ass as he filled him up.
“You’re mine now.” He growled, fingering the scar he’d created. Naruto could do little more than sniffle.

[Five weeks later]
When Naruto had finally regained enough strength to move, he’d quickly gotten dressed – as best as he’d been able to with his ripped shirt - and gone home. He didn’t tell a soul about what had happened; not even when Jiraiya had let himself in to his apartment the following morning, having crept through the window and caught him in the middle of a nightmare.
The pervert had assumed it was about the fight he’d had with Gaara. He chose not to correct him.
Then he’d started talking about a trip to find another of the legendary Sannin, who was hopefully the next candidate for hokage. Obviously he’d agreed to that because Jiraiya would have been suspicious that something had happened otherwise.
Throughout their journey, Naruto found himself immersed in his training as Jiraiya had decided to teach him a new ninjutsu: The rasengan. By the time he’d learned the first three stages, they’d found Tsunade and told her what had happened. After a lengthy rant about how the position of hokage was a curse, they’d ended up creating a bet. If Naruto could master the rasengan in the given time, Tsunade would give him her necklace and become hokage.
After a plot to kill Orochimaru nearly turned sour, a fight had ensued that Jiraiya, Naruto and Tsunade had narrowly won. After Orochimaru’s apprentice Kabuto took a fully-formed rasengan to the chest, Naruto won the bet.
Now they were stood outside of the restaurant they’d first met at, each preparing to fight the other. It was a scene very similar to the one in which they had made the bet in the first place.
“I’ll beat you this time, granny!” Naruto yelled as he faced off with the Senju.
“I’ll defeat you just the same as I did last time.” She replied coolly. “With one finger!”
Naruto darted forward with a grin, only for a flick to the forehead to throw him backwards, the action dislodging his hitai-ate. He easily fell into a backwards roll, landing in a crouch and using chakra to leap right back at her. She dodged just far enough to catch the back of his jacket with a finger, swinging him around so that he landed on his feet, directly facing her. Before he could react, Tsunade used the collar of his jacket to pull him towards her – and landed a kiss on his forehead.
Naruto stepped back, spluttering at the unexpected action.
“What was that for? Damn granny!“ He yelled amusedly, but then a serious expression suddenly marred his face. In a quiet voice, he muttered, “I’m going to-“
He couldn’t say anything else as he suddenly keeled over, splattering the ground with vomit. Tsunade, being closest, was able to dart forward and catch him as his eyes rolled back, and he collapsed.
The amiable mood was long forgotten as the Senju laid the blond down on the ground – of course taking care to avoid the vomit – and began casting a diagnostic medical jutsu.
The blood drained from her face as she studied the teen, prompting both Shizune and Jiraiya to ask her what was wrong. With a dumbfounded expression, Tsunade quietly explained.
“There’s a second life within the boy.” She muttered.
Jiraiya cut in with a laugh, lowering his voice in case anyone was listening. “Don’t worry, that’s the Kyuubi.” He stated. “He is our jinchuuriki.”
But Tsunade shook her head, seemingly paling even further.
“No, I don’t mean the Kyuubi. I mean another life.”
“Another… you don’t mean!?”
“I’m guessing it’s through the use of a forbidden jutsu… but yes. Naruto is somehow pregnant.”
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My first lemon. Let me know how I did with this.
If you liked the oneshot and want to see it turned into a story, let me know.
If you have any ideas for new oneshots or stories that follow a dark/smut theme, also let me know.
Thanks for reading.
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