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Chapter 1, "Three to one!"

Iruka tiptoed through the front door, trying not to disturb the newlyweds. He laid the food tray onto the dining room table as silent as he can. Suddenly, a raven haired man marched behind him. You would think he intended to be noisy from how loud his feet stomped the ground.

The brunette glared at him, but his glare seemed feeble compared to the other's. "Shhh! They might be sleeping, Itachi."

Itachi hissed, and ignored the other male's protests. He looked ground his brother's new house, and frowned deeper when he noticed some photos of Sai hanging. He honestly didn't want his brother to be a second uke husband. The second was never the favorite. The first always was the favorite, and the third was pampered since he was the last and youngest. Yet, never ever was the second special! He would know.

Right then, Sasuke walked out of his room alone pouting. He headed towards the food tray unswervingly dipping a piece of bread into the dark sweet molasses. He poked his tongue out after the first taste; he wasn't fan of sweet things.

Itachi eyed Sasuke silently. He then turned around to check Sasuke's bedroom. It was empty…

"Why are you sulking, Sasuke? This is supposed to be a-" Iruka wondered.

"I need to get a divorce! He is a pervert!" Sasuke announced shocking both his brother and Iruka.

"What did he do to you?" The older Uchiha asked heatedly. "I knew that guy wasn't right for you!"

"Calm down. We don't know what happened yet," Iruka calmed the Uchiha down. Then he looked at Sasuke with a supple sympathetic look, "What happened?"

"He…" Sasuke shifted on his feet. He didn't like being timid. It wasn't like him to hesitate. Yet, since he was currently loitering through a new territory, he allowed himself to blush.

"He what?"

"He (murmur murmur)…" His voice was almost inaudible, as a blush of deep pink tainted his ivory skin. He looked cuter than an adorable hamster.

Although the voice was hushed, both older men seemed to get the idea. Iruka leaned his head to the side kindly, while Itachi rolled his eyes.

"Foolish little brother!"

"He is not foolish, he is just innocent!" The tanned man retorted. The two men were the uke husbands of one Kakashi Hatake. They argued no less than twenty four seven. Except infront of their seme husband, of course! No uke dared anger or challenge his husband's authority. However, seeing as Iruka was the first and the favorite, the Uchiha was usually envious of how Kakashi would yield to the brunette's demands. Therefore, he resisted all of Iruka's attempts at a peace truth. Uchiha's were possessive, and they didn't like sharing their man. To much of his displeasure, Kakashi married added a fourth to the mix when he married obito a year after Itachi.

The silver haired exploited his right, like many, to marry up to three. The law was set so that a man who married an infertile Uke could marry again and have children. Also, the law was set at a time of war, in which many seme's died, leaving many ukes with no care taker. Therefore, a seme took care of up to three ukes. Not to mention, the law clearly stated that the man had to be fair and just between his uke- husbands, but semes rarely were. A uke was allowed to be granted a divorce rider he asks, if his seme was to marry 'on/ after' him. However, in their culture divorce was a disgrace. Families never accept their divorced uke sons back into their homes, consequently most ukes didn't dare ask for a divorce in the first place. All things considered, the law was abused even by the best of semes.

"Sasuke, all married couples do that." Iruka stated.

"No, they don't! You don't do that!" For Sasuke, Iruka was considered a saint. He was a chaste and an above suspicion man who didn't have shocking humanly needs such as going to the bathroom.

Both older men didn't answer.

Suddenly, Sasuke's eyes widened, "No! You don't do that!"

"It will feel good," his brother added.

"I don't want to do that! It's wrong! It's just wrong!"

"Sasu-kun, you have to listen to your husband so it would feel good for you to." Usually, seme's preferred to take than give. Sex was a seme's thing. The only seme's who pleasured their uke did it because they liked to feel secure about their sex ability. Other just measured their sex ability by the number of their off spring.

"But-"

"Fine, don't sleep with him. Let Sai be his favorite. You know what happens when you are not your husband's favorite? You get the short end of the stick!" Itachi spat.

"Nii-san-"

"He will beat you even harder than father did, would you like that? He will always take Sai's side, and you will always be the one to receive the punishment!" He continued the tale of menace, almost making the young raven shiver from dread.

"Stop it, Itachi! Don't scare him!"

"Whatever," Itachi shrugged his shoulders, and walked away.

The older Uchiha stood on the stairwell looking at the floors beneath them. He jolted when he heard a door open. He searched the vicinity with his eyes for any sight of movement, finally his eyes landed on an older man. The man looked in his early thirties. His dark rough skin was jagged from the extensive smoking, but somehow it accentuated his masculine air. Well built and muscular was enough to depict his frame.

The man looked up at the Uchiha with two narrow eyes. Although the man wasn't handsome or beautiful, he was attractive. He was sexy in a different sort of way. He was sexy as in smelling of cigarettes' aroma as the pale uke rode his thick seven inch cock. He got under Itachi's skin enough to make the uke fanaticize about him every time Kakashi was inside of him.

(A.N. I don't support smoking at all! So please don't smoke.)

Kisame Hoshigaki stared at the boy. Itachi gulped. The man then looked away, and walked off.

Sai laid in bed as his husband walked through the door. He grimaced, and looked away. He wanted Naruto just for him. He knew that Naruto was forced into their marriage, but they had come a long way since then. It had been almost two years.

Naruto walked towards his husband, who just happened to be sleeping with hair mousse and perfume on. The blond smirked noticing how his husband was already jealous of the new bride. He kissed him on the cheek inhaling the pleasant odor.

Sai shifted in bed enjoying Naruto's coarse skin but gentle touch. "So how was your new slut? Tight enough for you!"

"Behave yourself! How many times do I have to tell you to watch that tongue of yours! Don't make me put chili powder in there!" Naruto kissed him again roughly. After that, he pinched the pale cheek teasingly with a bandaged hand leaving a red blotch.

The sight alerted Sai, "what happened to your hand?"

"Nothing really. I just cut on a piece of broken glass yesterday night." Naruto rubbed the back of his head. Sai's recognized it as a nervous habit Naruto had grown accustomed to.

"Show me!" he started pulling the bandages quickly, without waiting for Naruto's approval.

The sturdy blond pulled his hand away, but it was too late by then. The thing sheet of bandages was already gone.

"That's a bite mark!" Sai exclaimed. "He bit you! You have to teach him a lesson!" If Naruto couldn't discipline the new husband, that meant Sai had a new rebellious uke to deal with. Thus, Sai wanted Naruto to show Sasuke his place. He knew Naruto could be lenient sometimes, and he didn't want the raven to mistake that for weakness. His husband was far from weak. In fact, when Naruto was angry, he never hesitated to give the worse punishments by far.

"He didn't bite me… I asked him to," Naruto stated.

"What do you mean?"
"I mean…" Naruto hesitated. It was an infamy for a man not to penetrate his uke on their first night, "I needed blood for-"

Sai's monotone voice disappeared as he his body stiffened. "Do you know what people will call you if they realize that you didn't do it with him yet? Everyone's gossip would be about impotent Naruto who didn't… I don't want to be called the husband of an impotent. Your reputation is mine, and mine is yours. And sadly, now his your yours, and therefore mine. Plus, I don't want to see you get hurt!" Sai was sincere. He might have been selfish, but he cared a lot for Naruto.

"That's enough, Sai. I get what you are saying!"

"Go fuck him now! Put your damn penis into hi-"

"Sai, spare me the graphic images!"

"Go!"

"Fine," Naruto hissed as he walked out of the room.

Sasuke sat infront of the television watching the news. He eyed Naruto suspiciously the blond sat next to him noiselessly, smiling at him fretfully every few minutes.

"Soooo," Naruto smiled.

Sasuke looked at him indifferently, "Do you need something?"

"No, just chatting!" Naruto, toughen up!

Heavy silence filled the room for a few minutes, until a bomb exploding on the news caught Sasuke's eyes.

"So you like the news. What else do you like?"

The raven raised an eyebrow, "Excuse me?"

"Tell me about yourself; what you like, what you dislike?"

"Hn," Sasuke paused for a second. "I hate a lot of things, and I don't particularly like anything. What I have is not a dream, because I will make it a reality. I'm going to get the hell out of here, and continue my education."

Don't smack him. Don't smack him. Just… smile… smil- that damn bastard!

"Well, you can fuck off for all I care, you bastard!" The seme snapped.

"I will if I could!" Sasuke retorted.

"You have my permission!" Naruto realized how childish he was acting, yet… well the bastard was too damn of a bastard to ignore.

"Your permission doesn't matter!" Sasuke huffed. Then silently mumbled to himself; "its not like dad will ever allow me to… divorce you or continue my edu-"

"I bet he is glad he got rid of you!" Naruo blurted out. As soon as he saw the pained expression that Sasuke wore, a smack of remorse compelled him to budge.

Sasuke looked away, and stared at the television screen. The words were like salt on open wound. It was as if Naruto knew what exactly to say to make the other's world crumble.

Naruto composed himself, "you want to continue your education? Why don't you?"

Sasuke chuckled from irony, "Because I am a uke. If I think about finishing it, I will be disgracing my family… and you. Stupid traditions…"

"You have my permission to continue with it. I don't care what others think anyway," It was true. Naruto no longer cared about what others thought of him. He learned his lesson already. Plus, he wasn't like many of the other semes. He wasn't cruel just for the sake of cruelty. Bar for some… activities to be subtle.

"Are you serious?" Sasuke's face closed to Naruto's.

"Oh, now my opinion matters!" Naruto smirked. "I am serious. But I think I will just send you to a private tutor. You will go from here to his house and back. I trust you won't answer any seme who tries to start a conversation with you. You will keep 'our' honor-"

"Yes yes!" Sasuke answered too eagerly for his liking. "I promise."

"Deal then!"

Silence then followed. Naruto watched the raven smile like a five year old in a candy shop. He never imagined a uke would want to be educated this much. Why did he need education anyway? It wasn't as if he will ever work.

He stretched his arm trying to slyly but his hand around the raven's shoulder.

"What are you doing?"

"T-touching-"

Sasuke glared.

"No?"

Sasuke glared more.

"No…" Naruto stated to himself.

"What do you mean you didn't do anything? What do you mean you let him go to school?" Sai asked unperturbedly.

"I mean I didn't do anything, and I told him he could finish his education-"

"Are you that of a wimp, small dick?"

SLAP

Sai cupped his fleshly bruised cheek. He sunk deeper into the couch he sat on, anticipating other blows from Naruto.

"You know better than to call me that! I might be lenient, but I won't tolerate any-"

"Sorry," Sai's previously emotionless face was starting to flush, as tears made their way down his burning cheek. He loved it when Naruto was rough with him. He loved it when Naruto controlled him. Yet, honestly, he didn't like it when Naruto was genuinely upset.

"Next time it won't just be a slap! Understand?"

"Yes," he held in his tears, face static.

"Don't make me punish you Sai. You always end up-"

"I know."

"Fine." Naruto swallowed, then tried to elevate the mood, "I think he just needs sometime to get used to the new surroundings."

"I have an idea," Sai wiped away an almost dry tear, watching how Naruto was dying to hug him. He realized that Naruto was going to resist the temptation, since he didn't want to send the wrong message. He didn't tolerate disrespect.

"Did I tell you before how Itachi acts around Kakashi when Iruka is close by? Or how Obito gets?"

"How?"

"Well, enough to say he loses all reserve. That's a lot of Uchiha's, you know! They are really possessive."

"Are you saying… we should make him jealous?" Naruto's grin widened. He loved the idea.

------To be Continued------

Preview

Chapter 2, "Just don't touch me there!"

Naruto tightened his grip around the bulge…

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