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WARNINGS
I do not own the Naruto series or its characters. However, all OCs and AU content is mine.
Beware of the giant lemon right at the beginning. It is part of the plot construction, but you can skip it if it offends your delicate sensibilities (although, if you're here, you probably know what to expect).
If you didn't read Sage's Wisdom and Life Anew, go back and read them before you start this story, you won't get to understand it without that.
This story has EXPLICIT Male to Male sex and non-explicit M/M/F relationship. Got a problem with homosexuality or porn? Please leave. M rating exists for a reason.
Naruto and Sasuke are no longer boys in this story; they're both 24 years old.
Expect OOC behavior from many of the characters, due to issues resolved in Lie Anew and other issues that come up.
Also, expect gore. And sadomasochistic behavior. And humor. O well, if you've read the previous installments you already have a clue.
Ashi is fourteen years old, Amachi is thirteen, and Ishoo is ten years old in the beginning of this story. HOWEVER, Amachi's and Ishoo's biological and psychological growth does not match their chronological ages, as they aren't entirely human and grow and age faster than ordinary kids. Biologically and psychologically, both twins are to be considered around fourteen to fifteen years old.
The first thing Shikamaru did when he was informed that Naruto would be officially appointed to be Hokage was completely soundproof the Hokage office, to spare himself at least some trouble.
The first thing Sai did was getting the sturdiest swiveling chair available anywhere, and having it reinforced, because Shikamaru had forgotten about that and Sai definitely did not want the aggravation.
On inauguration day, Sakura slipped a bottle and an ointment tube on the first drawer, and wondered if there would be anything BUT ramen at the reception.
After the festivities were over, and everyone else had retired for the day, the Rokudaime entered his office, carrying a large box, which he set on the floor, and then let his body fall on the chair with a sigh.
"Finally, dattebayo" He muttered, taking off the hat.
"Already tired, dobe?"
Naruto jumped up and put his hand on his chest as he saw Sasuke coming from the private room next to the office, gorgeous in his ITR special ops official black and blue garb. "What the hell Teme, you almost gave me a heart attack!"
Sasuke snickered at Naruto's comical face as he walked to the desk.
"Where the hell did you come in from anyway? Last I saw you, you were taking the kids home!" Naruto asked, sitting back on the chair and panting.
"Secret entrance" Sasuke commented, sitting on his lap and leaning in for a kiss.
Naruto hesitated at first, but gave in when Sasuke started sucking on his lower lip.
"Mmmmmm teme, are you trying to get me booted out of office before the first day?" He moaned when Sasuke finally drew back.
"No…" his mate whispered to him while reaching under his shirt, "the room has been soundproofed for over a week now, Rokudaime-sama" he whispered again in a husky voice, untying his pants and latching his mouth onto his neck.
Naruto felt a shiver run down his back at the way Sasuke used the title, and gulped. Sasuke gave a low chuckle against his throat.
Naruto had the familiar sensation of his brain closing down for the night, when his beloved started rubbing a cheek on his short beard, sighing, gasping and writhing against him in the process.
It was amazing, the power of facial hair over that man. No matter how tired they were, how pissed-off Sasuke was at him, all he needed to do was run his chin over the man's neck and he'd go crazy.
"So nobody can hear us, then?" He asked.
Sasuke shook his head. "No, Hokage-sama. We can do whatever we want tonight."
It wasn't long before clothes flew everywhere.
"Wait, wait… put the robes back on" Sasuke whispered after a kiss, and Naruto gave him a shit eating grin.
"Yatta! Hentai!" he giggled while slipping on the robe; the grin faded when he turned back, and saw Sasuke sprawled over the desk. He swallowed dry, eating the man with his eyes.
The years had been extremely kind to Sasuke, though they were both still young at twenty-four. He had matured into an even sexier version of his younger self, more muscled (much to Naruto's contentment), but still lithe and slimmer than the blonde, who in turn had reached him in height (they both ended up a sliver under six feet tall), but surpassed in muscle mass and body hair (much to Sasuke's contentment and sometimes small envy, for the brunette's genes had refused to grant him hardly any of that, leaving him with a perpetual boyish look instead).
Naruto stood between his legs and pulled him up by his hands. He kissed his open mouth and grabbed his hips, as Sasuke sucked greedily on his tongue and put his legs around his waist.
Naruto pushed him back on the desk and latched on his pulse, earning himself a moan as the brunette pulled him closer.
"Sasuke", he purred, "don't tempt me, if I get what I really want tonight I'll be fucking you so hard", he licked his way down and grabbed a nipple in his teeth, "on every damn surface", he thrust against him, smiling when he heard a gasp, "so many times, your ass will clench every time I call you here", he finished, before biting the side of his waist, making him buck.
"D-don't… ahhhhh… make promises you can't keep", Sasuke replied in a deep, lust filled voice, "Usuratonkachi-sama", he taunted, raising his head and giving Naruto a challenging look.
Naruto narrowed his eyes and licked his way down, pulling the chair behind him to sit as he began sucking on the man's cock, resting pale thighs up on his own shoulders.
Having made himself comfortable, he took his sweet time licking, nibbling and sucking the hard cock in front of him.
"Haaaa… Naruto, you damn tease… hurry up and give it to me!" Sasuke complained, thrusting up.
"I'm the Hokage now, I can tease as much as I want" Naruto growled, pushing his legs up. "Hold your knees", he commanded with a deep voice.
"Yes, Rokudaime-sama", Sasuke said in a husky tone, and cried out when Naruto latched his mouth on his sensitive entrance. He raised his head to see his Hokage sucking him greedily and looking right back with an intense expression in his eyes. He licked his lips slowly and threw his head back when he felt a warm tongue breach him in response.
"Naruto…" he breathed, and reached down, only to have his hand pinned back on his knee.
"Beg your Hokage." Naruto commanded.
"What? No!" Sasuke exclaimed.
Naruto parted his cheeks wider with his hands and gave him a long, wet lick, smiling at the shuddering it provoked.
"I can do this all night, you know." He taunted, and started thrusting into him with his tongue.
Sasuke moaned, huffed, squirmed and cried out.
"I am not begging!" he growled.
Naruto began teasing him with one finger.
"Sorry, teme, what was that?"
Sasuke wailed when he felt another finger join the first.
"First drawer on the right and I am NOT begging, you twat!" he panted. Naruto opened and got the bottle, coating his two fingers and sliding them inside, hitting his prostate dead on.
"Get on with it, Naruto!" Sasuke whined and bucked.
"You know, I am serious about the begging part, bastard" Naruto purred, scissoring him. When Sasuke didn't respond to that, he began massaging his sweet spot.
"Oh, gods, fine, please, Hokage-sama, you sadist, inconsiderate, conceited prick!" Sasuke screamed five excruciating minutes later.
Naruto grinned and stood up, sheathing his cock in one hard thrust. Sasuke grabbed the edge of the desk with both hands and breathed slowly for a minute before pushing his hips against the blonde.
"You're lucky I want you to come inside me so many times tonight, Rokudaime-sama, to taste you on the back of my throat without blowing you… that I'm willing to beg your sorry ass for it… you better give it to me hard, usuratonkachi, because I am NEVER begging you again for as long as I live. And I will get you for this." He snarled in a husky whisper before biting Naruto's cheek deep enough to mark.
That night, Naruto gave Sasuke the pounding of his life.
He first took him on the desk, thrusting so hard that the man had to dig his nails on the edge of the desk to prevent from falling over, when they both came for the first time.
Then he pulled him to the floor and rammed into him nonstop on all fours around the office until their knees were raw from carpet burns, biting his back, his shoulder, his neck and pulling his head back by his hair, to put fingers in his mouth when Sasuke came for the fifth time.
"Faster…" Sasuke panted when Naruto turned him around and heaved him bodily against the door to continue the merciless assault on his ass.
"Harder!" He yelled between orgasms, as he was pushed from behind onto a wall, with one of his legs being held up, while having his prostate ruthlessly slammed.
"More…" he mewled between kisses, as he was propped against the window, his legs pushed up to his neck, his cock pressed deliciously between their cum-covered bodies.
His speech was reduced to incoherent gasps and screams as he was taken straddling the sink in front of the bathroom mirror, watching Naruto's intent gaze on it as he came yet again.
"Had enough?" the Hokage asked breathlessly on his chair as the dawn approached, giving Sasuke a last thrust. The blonde giggled as his beloved let his head fall back on his shoulder bonelessly, and held him tight so he wouldn't slip from his lap.
Sasuke managed to mumble a weak "Hn", before reaching for the drawer, pulling out the ointment tube and waving it in front of Naruto's face in lieu of a white flag.
"Totally worth the year training with Bushy Brows, huh?" Naruto chuckled and kissed his throat.
If anyone could imagine what the Elemental nations would look like eight years after the war, they would probably never have thought it would be this.
Kakashi walked through the well-lit streets toward the special training facilities built for the Uchiha-Uzumaki kids and the special undercover Rescue and Retrieval teams they had helped build over the years.
He looked up at the profusion of street lights with a smile. That had been one of the small revolutions that the two not-quite-human kids had created and spread just about everywhere.
In six years, the Elemental countries had slowly built bonds with Osun and Sango, a couple of nations from the Lands of Eternal Summer, stemmed from communications between Amachi and various conduit priests and shamans from those countries. Both countries were interested in biological research, especially concerning the plant and marine life of the northern continent, and offered to trade their own ridiculously advanced technological skills to help the Shinobi Alliance to reinforce its borders against the budding empire the Land of Swamp had been forming in the west of the continent.
The first thing that stemmed from the agreements was the use of solar and wind power as energy sources.
Kakashi couldn't fathom how it was possible, but the engineers in Konoha and Rain had all but fallen in love with the idea of having unending stores of energy to play around with.
As soon as Amachi had brought up the possibility of using glass and anthocyanins to capture and store up solar energy for lighting and heating, scientists had gone crazy and all but demanded that the Fire Country be deemed as neutral grounds for scientific development by all nations, to be funded with a parcel of the profits made from all the non-military technologies to be developed there.
The Daimyo, having proved to be a cunning bastard that only hid under a soft dumb exterior since the former Council business six years before, agreed wholeheartedly to the idea and gave a huge chunk of his own private land for the founding of the first Alliance University, where scientists from all nations worked and generated ridiculous amounts of wealth that had propelled even tiny ninja-less nations to prominent positions.
Military technology, on the other hand, was developed on the ninja villages themselves, which weren't much kept as local defense anymore, but rather as branches of a large collective defense system that protected all the lands east of the Earth Country, especially since word had come that the Land of Swamps had begun not only annexing the neighboring countries but also had formed a few alliances of its own with Omungo, one of the most bellicose countries in the other continent, which had not yet developed amazing military technologies of its own but more than made up for it in soldier numbers.
Kakashi shivered when he remembered the one skirmish he had been in, when his assault team had rescued the priestess Shion and the couple dozen acolytes that remained when Swamp had taken over the Land of Demons. The bloodthirsty soldiers had simply thrown themselves at them in such large numbers that even with Ishoo's cloaking techniques and the rest of the team's crowd control abilities they had lost a couple of important jounin and almost all of Shion's acolytes; Kakashi himself had only survived because the girl had slit his throat herself when they were ambushed and thus claimed his body with her energy to be rebuilt later.
Sometimes he woke up in the middle of the night just to be sure his head wasn't dangling anymore.
"Yo, Ero-jiji!"
Kakashi was shaken out of his reverie by the irreverent call. Amachi was leaning outside a large earthen dome.
"Stop calling me that, brat", he replied affectionately, looking up at the taller boy. Amachi was all of six feet tall at thirteen years old, not that he looked that young. Konoha shinobi were usually all knees and elbows at that age, but Amachi had already developed strong muscles in all the right places. Genin, chunnin and even most jounin kunoichi went crazy everywhere he showed up, giving him hungry, unashamedly lustful looks that made Sasuke's old fangirls look like chaste nuns.
It didn't help that the boy basked in the attention and gave them a silent, smiling and thorough once-over whenever he saw them either, the pervert.
"I thought you brats were home already after all that partying and such", Kakashi asked nonchalantly.
"I wanted to have some time out with myself." Amachi answered in the same tone.
Kakashi nodded, watching the subtle changes of expression that told of the inner exchange going on his – their – mind with his arms crossed.
Six years of daily contact with the Uchiha-Uzumaki kids had taught him to understand them as the single soul they were. Even though each body had a separate mind of sorts, they still were able to share thought processes when close together, and especially when one of them was asleep.
Whatever Ishoo and Amachi were discussing now, it was worrying them.
"Spit it out." Kakashi ordered, and swallowed a smirk at the faint deer in the headlights look he got, before the teen regained his composure.
"Er. It's nee-chan. Her body is maturing. Uhm. We think."
Kakashi raised an eyebrow.
"You think?"
"It's weird. I mean, we know the theory of how it could happen, but… the body feels… strange." The boy seemed to grope for words.
"I think you have to talk to Sakura."
"Can you get us to talk to her in private? I don't want to get our dads worried." Amachi asked.
"Or proud, yuck." The second statement was blurted out and Kakashi snorted.
"Hmmm… fine. I guess she does owe me one*, and hell knows I owe you, so… I'll set you up." Kakashi grinned at them under the mask. "Better get home, though, before the Hokage's Wifezilla decides to put you on curfew. Again."
Amachi thanked him, obviously relieved, and ran home.
A/N:
ITR - Intelligence Technology Research: it replaces the Konoha Torture and Interrogation Force. Further explanation in coming chapters.
* - party at Naruto's house incident. Yes, Kakashi will milk that cow to the last drop.