Double-Edged Sword

By: Hitokiri Musei and The Fallen Truth

Rated: M

Summary: Sakura is Sasuke's older sister and is married to Naruto. Naruto is leading double life and is also married to Hinata. Also he is cheating on both girls with Sasuke. What could possibly go wrong?

This story is co-written with my bestest buddy of all time, The Fallen Truth. She might have random inserts every now and then; I'll let you know when she's got a note for ya'll.

Warnings!: Okay, this is a… complicated story, as you can tell. There's yaoi, as well as like… a million other things that are looked down upon, but we don't care now do we? This is an AU, like, massively. Sasuke is massively OC, but this is because he's grown up in an entirely different situation. There will be flashes of the good old Sasuke we all know and love, but he will be rather out of character for most of the story.

Okay, relationships and ages. Sasuke is the youngest at 21, and he is the younger brother of Sakura, who is 22. Naruto is the oldest at 23, and Hinata is 23.

Disclaimer: WE DO NOT OWN NARUTO!

Chapter One

As I came down from the high that only he could send me to I tried to calm my heartbeat as it thundered in my chest. This was a state that I could only experience with him, and I wouldn't ever want to get rid of it, no matter how much my mind told me that it was all wrong.

I lay there for some time, thinking quietly in the stillness. It was a few moments later that I felt gentle fingers moving along my shoulder and back, moving to stroke down my spine, a place that they usually found themselves on nights like this one, when Sakura was away and we had the house to ourselves; nights where we weren't afraid to be together.

All I could keep thinking was that something was wrong with what was happening. I needed to stop, I should have never started. Things were moving too fast now, however, I just couldn't get rid of the things that I had come to hold onto. He was too precious, too important.

His fingertips running down my spine . . . what's wrong with me? He's married to my sister for gods' sake . . . and my best friend . . . but I just can't stop him – or myself . . . I need him . . . oh if only I had enough willpower to make him stop this torture he keeps putting me through . . . Heart why won't you let me live in peace without him???

"Whatcha thinkin'?"

Curse his hands!!! Why must he touch me this way? Please just let me rest in pieces without this constant ache of remorseful regret! The worst part is I don't regret this . . . I never have! I only regret that he wasn't mine first, publicly.

"Nothing really."

His hands smoothed over my back, his fingers lightly digging in around my shoulderblades. His hands had always been larger than mine, and it was somewhat helpful, and yet not at the same time. Like when he was touching me like this, distracting me from my thoughts.

His arms snaked around my waist a moment later, pulling me back towards his chest and pinning me against his warm body. I couldn't help the slight purr that escaped me at the feel of his muscled body against my own lithe one, and I turned my head slightly to breathe in his scent as his lips descended upon my neck.

"If nothing then why are you so tense?"

Why can he read me so well? Damn you Naruto!!!

His hands moved back to massaging at my shoulders. "I can give you a massage if you want, Sasuke. You said a while ago that I was pretty good at those…" his voice dropped to a husky purr. "Right, love?"

Not the only thing you're good at . . . "Sure, go ahead. Why must you insist on calling me that? You know what it does to me."

He laughed rather darkly. "Why do you think I said it?"

I had to resist the urge to roll my eyes, but just then his hands started moving on my tense shoulders, sending me spiraling into Nirvana. I couldn't help the soft moan that escaped my shuddering lips, my eyes sliding closed as his fingers traveled across my skin. If I could I would let him do this all day…

Flashback (Sasuke: 14, Naruto: 16)

"Oh come on Sasuke, relax a little! You gotta trust me!"

I growled softly as I sat in front of him, unable to keep the embarrassed blush off of my cheeks. "You make it all sound so easy, but it's not that simple, Naruto!"

He laughed. "And you make it all sound so complicated! I promise that I'll make it feel good!" He waggled his eyebrows as he said this, moving a few steps closer to where I sat on his bed.

I glared at him, my hands fisting where they rested against his blanket. I silently wished that his uncle was home, while at the same time praising God that he wasn't. "I'm not worried about that part…"

Naruto sighed at that, rolling his blue eyes. "Oh Sasuke… You think too much, you know that?"

He was at my side a moment later, nearly startling me out of my position on the bed. His hands descended on my shoulders, and then started kneading the muscles. I let out a soft sound, my body melting into a quivering puddle, my mind turning to mush as his voice echoed in my ears.

"You just gotta relax, Sasuke… Let me handle the rough stuff…"

I shivered faintly as he said that, the blush returning to my cheeks. "I'm not going to be able to relax if you keep going like that…"

He chuckled, his voice sing-song as he spoke. "What I'm feeling under my hands tells me otherwise…"

"Shut. Up."

I almost jumped out of my skin as I felt lips against the side of my throat, hot breath ghosting over my skin. "Alright. I'll shut up, but I do have to find ways to keep my mouth occupied. You know how much I like to talk…"

"Okay, okay! Keep talking, whatever wo--!!"

I was cut off by his lips closing over my own. My next thoughts were lost as he continued his ministrations, my brain too muddled to even attempt to think of fighting back.

And no matter what I might have thought, I found myself kissing him back.

I was pulled from my thoughts by the familiar feeling of lips against my throat, the warm breath moving over my skin as he traveled up and onto my shoulder, his tongue joining in as soon as he reached my favorite spot, the nape of my neck.

I moaned throatily, pushing back against him as his hands moved up over my sides to press his palms flat against my chest, his mouth moving sensually against my skin. I started to push at his hands, the logical part of my mind finally kicking in, but he used his superior weight to push me over onto my back, hovering over top of me.

"Naruto!"

He laughed slightly, leaning down to trail kisses over my jawline. "Come on, you know you want it. Besides, we've only got a few hours left until Sakura gets home, and that's enough time to make love to you at least three times!"

"NARUTO!"

He silenced me with a kiss, just like always.

I woke the next morning alone, just like always. He never stayed the entire night, there was too much of a chance for my sister to catch us. It would be quite strange for her to catch her younger brother in bed with her husband after all.

The only thing that made this morning worse was that it was Friday, I had to get up soon or I wouldn't get to see Naruto again until Sunday night, and that was too long to wait. I couldn't go that long without seeing his face.

I quickly pushed myself out of bed, glancing at the bedside clock to see that I only had about ten minutes before Naruto would leave. I pulled on my boxers and bathrobe, quickly tying it around my waist and opening the door to my bedroom.

The first thing that came to me was the sound of Naruto's cheerful humming. He always did that in the morning, it was a habit he had had since junior high school. I hadn't really noticed it at first, but once we had started to get involved, I had seen it a lot more.

I entered the kitchen to see him standing in front of the microwave, waiting for his daily dose of ramen. I smiled lightly, what was Naruto without his ramen?

I glanced around; my sister was nowhere in sight. I quickly moved up behind him to plant a light kiss on his cheek; it wasn't really safe enough to do anything more than that. "Morning."

A rather undignified squeal escaped my mouth as he turned to dip me down and kiss me passionately. I pushed at his chest, frantic in my thoughts that my sister would enter the room any second to find us.

As he pulled away he placed his mouth near my ear, and I could hear the wide grin in his voice as he spoke. "Stop freaking out, she's still sleeping."

I tried to force my heart out of my throat as he set me back upright and went for his ramen, the microwave had finally signaled the end of its cycle.

"Stop fighting your squeals, they're so cute!"

I glared at him. "Shut. Up."

His eyes were positively evil as he turned to look at me, his ramen held in one hand. "Haven't we had this conversation before? You know how I love to talk!"

I blushed faintly. "Right, then keep talk – "

Once again his lips were crushing themselves against mine and my throat was again making its involuntary sounds. My arms moved of their own accord, moving up to loop around his neck as he tilted his head to deepen the kiss, his tongue pushing at my lips. I squeaked slightly as his arms wrapped around my waist, drawing me up against his muscular body.

It was the sound of a door opening that had me leaping away from him with a shocked gasp, frantically trying to calm myself and pull my robe shut at the same time – curse his treacherous hands!

"Calm down, she's still upstairs."

I glared at him with all my might. "Idiot."

He grinned at me. "You might want to leave if you're gonna freak out that much; your lips are all swollen and red."

I swore faintly, turning and dashing from the room. I heard his voice after me as I left, feeling my heart leap back into my throat, trying to jump out of my mouth. "Good morning Sakura! How was your trip?"

"Long and tiring, though successful! How was your week with my brother?"

Hearing her question I couldn't help but choke back an ironic laugh…if only she knew that when the cat was away how her little mouse did play!

"Same as usual, class and work. Oh, we need more ramen, get some before I get back?"

I loved listening to him boss her around.

"Sure will dear! Sunday night as usually right?"

I could almost see the grin in his voice. If only she knew that he actually got home about three hours before she even noticed. "Yup, same as usual. Don't wait up for me though I know how tired you've been."

His thoughts were practically tangible – he didn't want her to wait up because the longer she had been asleep the more time we could spend together.

"Well, I better get going, Sakura. I'll see you on Sunday."

"Bye Naruto. Be safe, alright?"

"As if I'm anything but! I'm a good husband; I'll come home in one piece." I snorted at that. Naruto was probably the clumsiest person I had ever met.

I pressed myself against the wall as I heard footsteps; luckily Naruto had to come back this way to grab his coat before leaving the house. Once he reached the area out of Sakura's sight I threw myself at him, wrapping my arms around his neck. He automatically returned the hold by throwing an arm around my waist, easily holding my smaller frame up as I wrapped my legs around his hips.

"I'll miss you…" I whispered in his ear.

"I love you, Sasuke. I promise I'll try to get home as soon as I can so we can have some extra time together, okay?"

I nodded against his neck, and then slowly let myself down from his body. "I love you too. Be safe."

"I will. Hinata tends to make sure that I stay in the house anyway, she's a rather overprotective wife, not like Sakura." He chuckled. "Ah, the joy of having two wives…"

I rolled my eyes, but said nothing to that comment. While I didn't understand Naruto's motives behind his sort of double life, I never made a comment about them. As long as I had him with me, I didn't care. Well… only when he was around.

Sometimes I wonder about the soap opera that my life had turned into; my lover was married to my older sister, and yet at the same time married to a good friend. What could possibly go wrong?

Well, we're not quite sure where this came from... Let us know your thoughts, and we'll continue if we get some good responses!