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Naruto © Kishimoto Masashi

Note

Boyslove, yaoi, sexual situations. (Pairing: Sasuke/Naruto)

Genres: AU, supernatural, reincarnation, occults, dark past (sensitive materials), mature themes.

Chapter 1 - There were two Uchihas in town!

A sleek black car stopped in front of the highest penthouse in the Konoha Town. As a man in business suit approaching said expensive vehicle, the driver side's door opened and stepped out a youth looked to be no more than twenty years old of age. An Uchiha.

Bottomless midnight eyes regarded his surrounding with little to none appreciation. The Uchiha rounded the front of his car and stopped by the backseat's door after motioned for the other man, whose memory reminded himself there should be another person in the car had almost immediately gone over to open it. Imagined the man's surprise when the Uchiha slightly crouched down gracefully, not even those spikes on the back of his head brushed over the top of his car in the process given the way they must be gelled so their edges all stood up, and revealed the person he had at first thought to be a lady.

Surprisingly they looked like the polar opposite of each other, or as the say went, two sides of the same coin. Whereas the older of these two, the one with each and every features belonged to his Uchiha name, jet black hair stood out on pale skin; the younger one must be a lost son of the sun, what with this kind of blonde hair even shinier than daylights stood proudly in all directions and healthy tan skin. The man mildly wondered if that tan was natural from what could be seen of his skin was the young blond's round face, complete serene as his lids closed, soft breathing indicated he was still slumbering in the arms of the black hair Uchiha. Both young men clad in expensive tailored suits, only different in their choice of undershirt, the older one's was rich Prussian blue while the younger's was a dark orange color.

Years of working in this business gave the man a habit of discreetly checking out his customers, especially new ones to look for more business potentials. These two undoubtedly covered all categories of people who would happily pay for any kind of service as long it pleased them, not to mention their last name. With that in mind, the man tried talking again after his failed first attempt. Previously even before any word could get out from his opened mouth, it had to be swallowed back down with one raised hand from the black hair Uchiha. Because said Uchiha seemingly had more important thing to do, like carrying his slumbering companion out of their car, than wasting time for pleasantries.

The black hair Uchiha didn't seem to be indicated on waking the other up as they had reached their destination. Seeing those obsidian eyes looked at the sleeping blond with a tenderness hardly could be given to anything else, the man decided this blonde one was to be hold in high regards, he lowered his voice so as not to stir the blond from his sleep. "Good morning, you must be Mr. Uchiha. We have been expecting you."

The Uchiha didn't look away from his companion's sleeping face for a reply, but he gave a curt nod indicated that he had heard the other man.

Before the man could say anything else, the Uchiha had already started walking in the general direction toward main entrance to reception area. "I trust our reservation was ready." That was not a question as it sounded more like a demand from the Uchiha's rich baritone voice, too deep to be from a young lad just at the end of his puberty.

"Yes, Mr. Uchiha." Normally the man would go on and give a quick speech to his new patrons about what these first class suites offered. However, he was informed if one wanted to impress the Uchihas, rather than using a long breath to jump from advertise to advertise, one would only need to patiently give them their spaces and let them see to everything on their own. So the man escorted his new customers to the highest floor, after informed the dark hair Uchiha their belongings had already arrived earlier. Again, with a curt nod, the Uchiha stepped into the roomy elevator, followed by the man who wasted no time to direct them to their assigned floor.

Usually new patrons would be all awe when they looked at the place in their first arrival. The suite was lavishly decorated with a mixed of modern Eastern styles and classic Western touches. Using dark color palette, in the spacy living room, furniture ranged from brown traditional sofas and low glass tea table, to blue silk curtains and beige carpet while the wall coated in deep sea color. Pricey decorative items were places artfully in the room and finest artworks hung on the walls to help raising the stylish ambiance yet not any less homey feeling. It was first time the man was graced with a person with a nonchalance to this level.

The Uchiha gave the suite not even a glance. With certain long strides, he headed in the direction of the master bedroom, where he gently laid his precious blonde bundle down on the bed swathed in finest linens and sat beside the still sleeping young blond, pale fingers brushed a stray blonde lock had fallen over a closed lid behind tan ear.

Knowing he was overstaying his welcome, the man bid the two, or the waking Uchiha, a good day and made a quick over the usual instructions to ring the reception or room service had they needed anything before he left.

The man was also mildly curious about what relationship between these two. There were too many possible theories just from their last name. But years of living in this line of work had taught him to not judge people by their looks. And mostly, their interactions with their partners was none of his business.

Reluctantly left his sleeping partner's side to sort out their luggage, because all of their suits needed to be hung up, Sasuke went over what needed to be done before the blond woke up. He called room service to be ready a light food course whenever he contacted again. Sasuke also spent a little time of silence he had left - not that he didn't enjoy the sleeping face, in fact he loved that a little too much to be considered healthy - until the blond decided he had slept enough, to just lie on his side of the double king size bed, not too far from the other, and went back to gaze at said sleeping face. Maybe fatigue caught up with him, because his lids fell and Sasuke was lost to the world not long later.

As soon as Sasuke was asleep, one tan lid slightly opened, revealed mischievous baby blue eye, so bright and lively and clear it put the ocean to shame given herself was one of the perfection born from her mother nature. Naruto crept closer until what little space between them was reduced to none. With his elbow sunk into the mattress to prop himself up so he could have a better look at Sasuke's face, Naruto drew closer until their lips softly touched. The contact was kept for several seconds, not enough to stir the sleeping Uchiha awake, then Naruto moved back a little, still close enough to study his companion. Not that this was a first occurrence, but it never got old, period.

At length Naruto bounced away from the bed, being extra careful not to jerk Sasuke awake, a feat none but himself could achieve given the Uchiha was a very light sleeper, even a ninja couldn't get close to Sasuke without being caught. Naruto took his time to choose what he was in the mood to wear in the large walk-in closet. He felt giddy, Sasuke must have sorted them out for him knowing if he did it himself everything would be worse than a mess; then he skipped over to the adjacent oversize marble bathroom, spent a good half hour just swimming around or floating in the huge bathtub but not using the Jacuzzi yet, he wanted to enjoy that one with his dark hair companion later.

Naruto got out, donned in his casual attire consisted of a sleeveless light orange shirt and black jeans. The bright color cotton shirt didn't hug his frame too tight but still showed the curves of his build, not too muscular and could be described as slender, the long hem in both front and back was artfully cropped into W shape, the pointy ends came to stop just a little bit over his butt cheeks in the back and mid upper legs in front. The jeans adorned his legs wasn't as snug as it looked, and by his swift movements around the suite in awe, didn't seem to put him in any discomfort either.

Naruto's exploring spree was interrupted when the cordless phone gave a ring. Blonde head snapped in the direction of the suddenly too loud for its own good offensive object and Naruto jumped over the couch to dislodge the black innocent phone from its cradle, it stopped the first ring almost immediately. Naruto glanced over the bedroom door, which was left ajar, he frowned, couldn't remember if he had forgot to close it when he went out. "Hello?" He spoke into the receiver.

"Good day Mr. Uchiha. We've called to inform you the lunch course was ready and if you would like to change from your earlier reservation." A pleasant female voice said.

Naruto blinked and tilted his head slightly in confusion. His mouth opened but before he could say anything, the phone was slipped from his hand at the same time something snaked its way around the front of his stomach and turned him over on his back, spread his legs in the process and a weight dropped in between them. Naruto didn't hear the phone was put back into its place with a click as he lost in the abyss of those too familiar dark orbs froze him in place. Said eyes' owner had another phone pressed slightly near his own ear, one very awake Sasuke answered the waiting receptionist with a short "Do so" then let the item drop on the tea table nearby, all the while never torn his gaze from Naruto's glazing blue eyes. With his hand now freed of the digital object to caress one tan cheek, Sasuke lowered his face, lips curled up to form a barely there smile when Naruto's lids slowly fell over oceanic blue eyes in anticipation for the sensation when their lips finally brushed over each other.

Tan hands wrapped around pale neck to pull Sasuke down more for Naruto was seemingly unhappy because they was not close enough, and situated his head to the side before he pressed more into their kiss. Naruto's lips slightly parted but before his tongue could fully dart out, intended to lap at Sasuke's bottom lip, an appendage slipped through the small space and into his mouth, gave a lick in greeting its friend and retreated when Sasuke drew back a little, their lips were still touching feather-likely and sensually.

Sasuke nudged the tip of Naruto's nose with his and he pressed their foreheads together, inhaled every exhales of the blond. There was the scent, heady and cinnamon and just something very unique that only existed in Naruto, made it a telltale to identify him with any other person Sasuke had met. Finally, Sasuke kissed away the forming pout with a short peck before asking "Why didn't you wake me up?" against Naruto's slightly puffy lips.

A tan hand in the back of Sasuke's neck skimmed up and weaved in raven locks, soft like the finest of silk despite how sharp they looked all spiked up the way they did. Knowing Sasuke wanted his answer and he was waiting patiently for it, Naruto didn't waste much of his time, his voice whispered against pale pink lips he'd love too much for them to just press against his again, "You looked tired."

Sasuke's pale hand had been caressing his cheek moved downward, over his side then join the other hand previously had kept his hip in place and settled on the small of his back. Naruto felt lips brushed his skin teasingly, raven head ducked lower, settled in the hollow of his neck and shoulder, soft breathings teased a spot on his exposed flesh, causing goosebumps ran the length of his upper hands as his fingers massaged the pale nape and scalp hidden in Sasuke's pitch-black hair. Groans and moans could be heard in the silent room now and then when a well-placed pressure was push from the pleasant treatment.

No one but Naruto knew Sasuke was pouting when he glowered at the poor receptionist who brought them their lunch. That, in turn, called forth a stifled giggle from the blond. Naruto smiled reassuringly at the too close to tear woman, whom almost screamed back at him no, he only thought that because the Uchiha's murderous glare didn't shoot his way!

After their uneventful lunch found Naruto stood admiring Konoha through wall glass which length stretched from ceiling to the floor that made up the entire front side of their suite. His back leaned on Sasuke's chest and the Uchiha had his chin on the bond's shoulder. Pale fingers spread over Naruto's clothed stomach covered by a tan, slightly smaller hand, their thumbs caressed each other.

"I take it you find this to your liking?" Sasuke asked when he heard a content sigh passed his companion's lips. A tan cheek nuzzle his answered the question.

Naruto hummed and he turned in Sasuke's arms without breaking his loose embrace, wrapped his hands around pale neck, he looked at the Uchiha in contemplation. "I know I love this, how about you?"

"I only hate those moments when you were out of my sight." Black eyes softened more at the grin brought by his reply. A sudden added weight on his lower region by legs wrapped themselves around his hips momentarily caused Sasuke to lose his footing, resulted in them tumbled back a little until one of his leg contacted with the edge of the couch nearby and he fall on it, brought the laughing Naruto down with him.

"Big softie." Naruto teased between giggles and he straddled Sasuke's hips, tan hands on pale cheeks, rosy lips drew closer to a waiting pair. "Say you love me."

"I love you."

They kissed, slowly and sensually. The sliding of bodies and purposely wandering hands left hot trails of fire flowed over every part of their sensitive skin that all ran south, good to keep the passion alive but not with enough intensity to burn.

Sasuke had all the intentions in the world to grind their hips together for more friction that he knew without fail was indescribable delicious than the meal they had earlier. His hands moved lower to cup the jeans clad butt cheeks that were all his, but his own cellphone rang like a wake-up alarmed in the morning from its place on the bedside table in the master bedroom. All their movement stopped and he glared venomously at the ceiling over Naruto's shoulder.

Sensing Sasuke's irritation and couldn't help a giggle passing his kiss swollen lips, hands still clinging on the back of the Uchiha's neck, blue eyes twinkled with mirth, Naruto breathed a moan into Sasuke's ear, "Bring me to the bedroom..."

Cue a needy groan from the paler man throat at the innuendo but Sasuke managed to stand up and maneuvered them, bumped over the decorating items here and there to the grand bedroom as they bit and kissed each other along the way until they rolled on the oversize bed. Only his cellphone still innocently ringing by their ears now that made Sasuke growl darkly in the midst of working a big hickey on Naruto's neck. His hand withdrew from under Naruto's shirt to grab the accused item, gave it a dirty look when he eyed the caller ID, then promptly threw it back on the table after he tapped his thumb on the loud speaker option on the screen. "What?" Sasuke snapped at the person on the receiving end and sealed his lips with Naruto's a moment later, whose tongue was a bit too eager, found its way into his mouth before he could do the same with the blond's mouth. The Uchiha didn't even bother to cover a groan since he decided the other end was those who needed to be more tactful in choosing their sweet time to call him.

There was a throat clearing noise over the phone and a male voice, sounded to be in his early thirties, in amusement and all, answered, "Good afternoon, Mr. Uchiha. We are from the Konoha Special Operations Forces. I've contacted you to inform we are here as per our appointment to discuss over the matter my Chief had talked with you last week."

This time, whoever on the other side of the line could hear a clear and loud moan when Naruto was ground into the mattress by the hips above his at the same time teeth sunk into his shoulder, hard enough for a pleasure pain but not enough force to break skin.

"Tell them to let you in." Sasuke ordered. His hand slid up bare skin on tan stomach, trailed the dips and curves of strong abs, until a perk nipple was imprisoned in between his index and middle finger, he let it ran the length of his closed up digits when he moved his hand up and down sensually under the still clothed chest. His name that only Naruto could call whispered against the side of his forehead, the blond pulled him impossibly closer when he bit a sensitive spot on tan neck now lathered with bright red spots.

"We are in front of your suite, sir."

He was half a second away from throwing his cellphone out of the room when Naruto grabbed it from his hand and spoke in a cheerful tone gave no hint of the lust presented in his darkened blue eyes, "He will be out in a bit."

Sasuke didn't have time to brace himself before the impact hit him, caused his super hard and pointy pleasure to shut up as it wilted almost instantly at Naruto's voice whispered in his ears conjured an imagination that nearly forced his lunch to crawl back out. "Damn it, Naruto!" He groaned into Naruto shoulder and the blond patted his back, like one would soothe a fuming child, in their case though, it was to mourn for the Uchiha's lost arousal and maybe, his appetite for a good while.

"Can't be helped. You have work to do." Naruto sang. He wiggled out from under the Uchiha, pulled said irritated man's hand until Sasuke caved and sat up, slipped off the bed and together they went to the bathroom, took their sweet time to preen each other before they went out to greet their guesses.

"No, Sasuke, you can't bite their heads off." Naruto admonished when he exited the bathroom looking more presentable and less disheveled, followed by a darkly plotting perfect murder Uchiha.

Senju Tsunade was described to be the (mostly) sane woman in the group of elite agents from Konoha Special Operations Forces. What her companions didn't have, she filled in the gap. For example, while the three men came with her were peacefully minding their own businesses because they were so subtly forced to wait for the young man, whom was strictly requested from the higher-ups that they all had to call him 'Mr. Uchiha' unless the person himself allowed otherwise; her patient was running thin while she sat on one of the too many available loveseats in the waiting area. 'Mr. Uchiha' had owned this entire floor during his stay, for God's sake, the most expensive and lavishing penthouse suite this town could offer! She had thought 'Mr. Uchiha' to be a top-secret VIP, imagined her surprise when said person answered their call earlier. The damn snotty brat 'Mr. Uchiha' was fucking another damn snotty brat! And then imagined her rage at her companions' reaction after they hung up.

Orochimaru had sighed dreamily and he leaned his chin on the underside of his palm then murmured, "Ah, young love." The least sane person in their small group, given one fact he had come out of Konoha's Psychiatric Wards just the end of last year! She bet her entire Senju fortune he had been molesting pre-adolescent young boys when the preys weren't looking!

Next was Jiraiya. The long spiky white hair man had immediately taken his notebook out from its place in his back pocket at hearing 'Mr. Uchiha' groaned, they could almost see his lust leaking out from the cellphone, and scribbled eagerly. Tsunade had almost felt relief washed over her, knowing at least there was someone else beside her was serious working here, until she saw what he had written when he turned the page up for all of them to see, it read, "Turn the volume to maximum. I could use this for my next Ichi Icha Paradise release!" She was one breath away from strangling him on the spot, only the thought that they needed him for work prevented her to act on it.

Lastly, Hatake Kakashi, son of the previous seat whom was killed in action. Despite his young age, he proved to be potentially surpassed his father. After all, their positions were earned, not passed down. But, Kakashi was the student of Jiraiya's student, and he shared a mutual perversion with the mentor of his teacher, something the porn novelist's own disciple didn't. Upon seeing the mention of his favorite porn series, Kakashi made an okay signal with the hand not busy holding his phone out, and they heard another moan hit their ears from point blank. Kakashi was closed to tear at seeing Jiraiya started scribbling on his note as if his life depended on it.

Kakashi had took his sweet time to answer 'Mr. Uchiha', mostly for Jiraiya to gather his writing materials, and 'Mr. Uchiha' didn't seem to be indicated in answering them at all. Finally, Kakashi informed him they was at the front of his suite only after Jiraiya gave a thumb up and a wink. In which another voice replied in the Uchiha's place. The line was still alive however, and gave them the chance to learn the new person's given name groaned out, surprisingly in frustrated, by 'Mr. Uchiha' until they heard flowing water sound from the other end.

"Do you think they are continuing with shower sex?" Jiraiya leered at the still dreaming Orochimaru, whose eyes now simmering that any passerby could see the sparkles and rainbows dancing all around his face. "This one is too far gone for salvation." The novelist concluded in defeated, not minding if the long black hair man heard his comment.

"Hmm," Kakashi hummed whilst he looked around the spacious area for something hopefully caught his interest, "This maybe a long wait. Let's get comfortable then." That said, Jiraiya and Kakashi huddled together, making remarks on any room service receptionist passed by, sometimes even flirted with one or two.

Orochimaru had calmed down enough to sit a distance away from his colleagues and now he was reading on his tablet. There was a fleeting moment Tsunade caught sight of the old Orochimaru she knew, with his trademark smile stretched his face to downright cruel, a predatory leer when his prey was well at his mercy. It was one thing that was thought to be lost seventeen years ago, on Orochimaru's first and last failed mission, resulted in a tragedy filled with innocent blood none of them wanted to revisit for a while more. What came out of that was this Orochimaru, who kept everything to himself, withdrawal from the world and only came around when something caught his interest for a while until he got bored in the middle of a boring case, to him. They all knew how that ended in a tragedy, what was so special about him then? Because Orochimaru was the only person survived through it, albeit at the cost of his sanity for the past almost seventeen years however, his memory of the event was lost. Even their best psychiatrist had given up. Their boss, Sarutobi Hiruzen, had said maybe it was for the best that he didn't remember, because if the fact had pushed Orochimaru into that state, he was not certain what would become of them had they learnt about it.

A receptionist approached them. After a polite bow, they were led into the suite. In the spacious living room was another receptionist, who busied herself in the task of setting down steaming tea cups on a low table that was entirely made from glass. The four of them filled in on one couch and even so, there was still enough space for two to lie down and stretched and even then it wouldn't start getting cramped one bit. Damn these rich kids nowadays!

"Is this honeymoon suite?" Kakashi lazily asked the receptionist was serving them tea, the other one had left right after they was comfortable.

"No, sir. This suite is for a family, especially newly wedded." That said, she gave a bow and excused herself not before asking if they had any more question.

This time they didn't have to wait that long. Two teens came out from wherever they were and put all of them into a speechless state. They abruptly stood and openly stared at the newcomers, an act that was completely out of their character given normal situation.

The blond's eyes lit up at the sight of them and followed with a bright smile that seemed as if the sun was shining directly over their heads from the way it lived up the room.

"Minato!" Jiraiya and Tsunade gasped, suddenly found it hard to breathe as something constricted harshly in their lungs while a lump formed somewhere in their throats.

"Sensei?!" Kakashi choked disbelievingly, eyes roamed the stilled blond up and down countless times, praying to all Gods his eyes were not failing him.

The smile was completely wiped off tan face at their outbursts, even his eyes were replaced by glassy blues that were dimmed significantly compared with their earlier brilliance.

"And a younger version," Orochimaru nodded in the narrowed black eyes, paler complexion one's direction, "Itachi's look alike."

Sasuke inclined his head in greeting, which was returned in kind as Orochimaru did the same. That was done and his black eyes glowered back at the other three people, still gawked at Naruto by his side, whom looked like he was a moment away from running to hide from their stares combined. Sasuke stepped in front of Naruto, shielding the younger boy from their sights and spoke in an even tone belied his harsh glare. "I thought you were already informed as to how you will address us. Or was this your way to show us how professional you are?" He drawled, a sneer could be heard along with the hostile in his words.

That brought Tsunade out of her daze state and fueled the pent up anger in her veins, "YOU!" She couldn't make a second stomp of her feet to get any closer to both of the teens before her advance was stopped by Orochimaru's hand. Her scowl only resulted in him tightened his grip on her upper arm.

"We apology, Mr. Uchiha," Orochimaru slightly bow his head and straightened himself up before he continued, "You and your companion here remind us of our old colleagues from a while back."

Seemingly accepted the explanation, Sasuke turned and placed his hand on the small of Naruto's back, encouraged the blond to come around, in which he did with little hesitation, "Naruto, it is your first time knowing them. Orochimaru, Senju Tsunade, Jiraiya and Hatake Kakashi from the Konoha Special Operations Forces." To the four other people, he said, "This is Uchiha Naruto."

There was a collective gasps and again the three people aside from Orochimaru gawked at Naruto, whom started fidgeting beside the other Uchiha, caused said Uchiha to glare venomously at them again, "If none of you people can keep your thoughts to yourselves," Sasuke hissed, he pulled Naruto flat against his front and the blond wasted no time in clutching his shirt and buried his face in his chest just to shy away from the scrutinizing eyes, "You can go back to where you came from. The front door was opened."

Tsunade was able to control her anger, barely, as her nails dug into the underside of her palm in a painful fist to keep herself from lashing out. Jiraiya just stood there, word still lost to him as he opened and closed his mouth several times, completely looked like a croaking toad minus the sound. Kakashi had dropped down on the couch unceremoniously in his shock, still looked disbelievingly at Naruto with wide eyes. Beneath his high collar shirt hid the lower half of his face, his teeth gritted as he tried his damnedest to swallow the something lodged in his windpipes to get air into his lung.

A slight trembling from the blond in his arms drew Sasuke's attention. "Naruto?" He asked urgently, "Naruto? What's happened?"

Sasuke heard a soft sob from Naruto, then a small damp was forming on the front of his shirt, hidden from view by blonde head. The others was alerted and they moved over to the two but Sasuke jerked his head up sharply to look at them with narrowed eyes, rage filled dark eyes flickered with red spots and he demanded, "Leave. All of you." Sasuke spoke calmly so as not to startle Naruto but his voice rang in the room as if he had shouted at them. "Now."

Not sparing the other people any more of their time, Sasuke slid one hand under Naruto's knees and his other hand wrapped around the blond's shoulders to carry him in his arms and headed back to the master bedroom, slammed the door shut with the back of his foot once they were inside.

Sasuke lowered Naruto on the bed, but the blond didn't release him even when they were alone, so he situated himself and laid down with Naruto's head nestled on his chest. Naruto was still shaking and hiccupped from time to time. Sasuke let Naruto cry to his heart content, all the while holding the slightly smaller frame and peppered kisses on the blonde head. Naruto would calm down in due time or cried himself to sleep, whichever was fine with Sasuke, as long the blond was within his sight and in his arms.

"I know they were not the same…" Naruto's muffled sob in his chest, "But it hurts…"

Sasuke hushed him and started drawing circles on the small of his back, "I know."

"They didn't know me…" Naruto sniffled, clutched his shirt tighter.

"I know." Sasuke whispered as his other hand found its way into blonde hair.

A new wave of tears flowed out from closed tan lids and Naruto trembled again, he pulled himself up so now his face was buried in the hollow of Sasuke's neck and shoulder. "You've been always through this?" Naruto whimpered between sobs, "Every time like this, without me even remembering you?"

Sasuke brushed his lips on Naruto's forehead, "Not always." He whispered, "You are special."

"How?" Came Naruto's choked question.

Pale hand caressed tan cheek and tilted Naruto's head up, "Given the right circumstance, you would remember," Their noses touched and slid against each other, "Like now."

"I can't remember most of them!" Naruto cried, his fist thumped Sasuke's chest half-heartedly in frustration, "They were all messed up! I can't put them together!"

"That doesn't matter." The Uchiha said, nudging his nose on tan cheek. He found Naruto's ear when the blonde head turned slightly to the side, Sasuke whispered, "We have now to spend together. Isn't it good enough?"

Naruto's fingered abandoned Sasuke's crumpled shirt to wind into midnight locks, pulled the raven head down and Sasuke felt rosy lips pressed against his forehead, his nose, his left cheek, his right cheek, the corner of his mouth and finally, his lips, all the while his name was whispered relentlessly on his skin.

Sasuke. Sasuke. Sasuke. Sasuke. Sasuke. Sasuke…

Later, Naruto gave in to the lull of sleep while Sasuke was helping him out of his casual clothes and wrapped him in a loose yukata before tucked him back in. He instinctively snuggled up to the Uchiha when said person crawled back to bed in his own yukata.

"I love Sasuke…" Naruto mumbled in his sleep, still caused a blush tinted his tan cheeks even the confession was likely made in one of his many dreams.

"I love you too." Sasuke whispered back. He was not up for a rest now. After all, he had a habit of watching Naruto always, even when the blond was sleeping.

And, as if hearing him, Naruto's smile was back, not the kind that lit the room, it was the one that was only entitled for Sasuke, it said the blond was happy because Sasuke was there for him and here with him.

Speaking of Naruto's smile, Sasuke had some revenge missions to do. No matter how dear those three were to Naruto, it was a crime to make the blond stop smiling. And when humans committed crimes, they needed to be punished accordingly. Unlike Naruto, when the Uchiha smiled, it sent chills ran down the spines of his targets.

Those three certain people suddenly felt cold sweats on their napes, as if the devil was breathing down their necks. In fact, that was not too far from the truth.

They were a normal family in the Konoha Town. The parents worked for a good paying company while their daughter was a high school student. And now, they were having dinner. The meal should be just a usual affair if that had not happened.

It started with the daughter talking to her dad about her school day and how the students were preparing for a fair hold two weeks and a half from now. The father gave comments here and there when his child asked about which idea should be good to raise her class's fund. Until when they all dug in, the girl suddenly froze and she fell face first into the dinner table with a loud thud. Lifeless emerald eyes widely stared at nothing and her mouth slightly opened. She was gone even before she could hear her mother cried out her name and her father's frantically tried all first aids he could while waiting for ambulance.

Katou Shizune was in charge of said new hospitalized patient. After she read the chart of the girl's condition and previous symptoms, she put it down with a sigh. When she walked out of the patient's room, she could hear the distressed mother questioning about her child as her husband tried calming her down and telling her to let the doctors do their work. Shizune turned a corner and pulled out her cellphone, dialed a familiar number before put it in her ear and waited.

The person on the other end answered during the second ringtone, the voice was a little on edge but Shizune didn't dwell on it too much. "Tsunade-sensei, there was another one just admitted. This made eight people in a row now."

"I am on my way back." And then, the line went dead.

To be continued...

It should be a crime to be poisoned by bunnies. At least I got it out without much of writer's block. Let us hope the general direction of this story won't get diverted or I will have trouble updating in the future.