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Summary: Naruto is hit with a jutsu that causes uncontrollable lust. Someone has to step up to satiate it...no need to ask around. Sasuke's already volunteered. Canonverse, Sasunaru/Narusasu. PWP, with just enough plot for multiple chapters. Plotline is three chapters, plus one bonus - new chapter every day until they're all posted!

A/N: Enjoy!

The Jutsu

Chapter 3: Resolution

In some sense, Sasuke hated that he knew what Naruto was going to be told when he was summoned to the Hokage's office in the middle of training. Both Sakura and Kakashi had done their best to distract him, and it had worked for as long as the two against one sparring match had lasted. Not for the first time, Sasuke wondered what Kakashi really knew—and mainly, if Sakura had told him. He eyed the pink-haired girl suspiciously; she didn't seem to notice.

"Naruto, please sit down," she said, understandably nervous about the entire situation. Naruto seemed confused, but he sat without complaint.

"What's up?" He asked, getting increasingly nervous as Tsunade stayed quiet.

"Naruto," She said again. "You remember the jutsu you were hit with? The one that knocked you unconscious."

At Naruto's nod, she continued. "You have not been informed of the full effects of the jutsu…it is time you were."

"…the full effects?"

"Yes." She paused to evaluate her words, and to take a breath. "What hit you…it was…manipulative. It is a lust jutsu, infamous for its use in various horrible situations—"

"I—what?"

"Luckily, you were unconscious and your team brought you back to Konoha before you awoke. You didn't hurt anyone, don't worry."

Naruto's wide, horrified eyes softened a little, and he nodded for her to keep going.

"Unfortunately, the only...entirely safe method of ending the jutsu was to have you be…satisfied."

"…satisfied?"

"To satisfy the lust," she explained.

"Oh," Naruto said, and the look of horror was back in his eyes again.

"We had hoped…we had hoped that you would have no memory of the event, but…"

"The event," Naruto said in a low voice. "What happened?"

"You had to be cured," she said, "we did what he had to. No one knows the details except for your—partner—and it was a ninja you know and trust—"

"You did what you had to do," Naruto said, "you had some ninja—someone—and you weren't even going to tell me? Were you ever going to tell me?"

"Naruto…"

"You weren't, were you? If I hadn't started to remember, you would never have told me, would you?"

"You weren't yourself, Naruto, it was physically the only way—"

"I DON'T CARE IF IT WAS 'THE ONLY WAY'! YOU SHOULD HAVE TOLD ME!" He took a few breaths to steady himself. "You should have told me as soon as I woke up. You should have—"

He stopped himself abruptly, staring at Tsunade for a moment, who looked back with pained eyes. He couldn't look at her any longer, and he left, almost running.

He didn't pay attention to where he was or what he passed until he was back at his apartment, his thoughts still racing.

That certainly answered why he had been dreaming of the same shadowy man over and over again; it had all been real. Someone had…

'You need me? Or you need anyone?'

The words echoed through his head, and they made him pause.

'It was a ninja you know and trust' said Tsunade's voice, and he sat down on the couch with a groan.

He was…angry. But he was rational enough to realize that he shouldn't be angry—Baa-chan was a damn good healer and if she said it had been the only way…

He put his head in his hands. This was frustrating; he still felt as if he was missing so much. And he was angrier about being lied to than the jutsu itself. Especially since…

'Wh-what? You're still…'

He really should have asked who it was, beyond the fact it was someone he knew. At least he knew it was a man, but he had gotten to know the majority of Konoha's forces and that really didn't narrow it down…everyone he had met seemed like a good enough person, but someone he really knew and trusted…

And for that matter, why couldn't he remember anything visual? The voices and touches were vivid and felt incredibly real, but he could never seem to see anything, only an endless blackness…

He sighed. Tsunade had summoned him rather late, and now he really ought to go to bed. Maybe it would even help him…

'What's my name?'

'I don't care.'

'Liar.'

'If you lay back, I'll touch you.'

'Ready?'

'Wh-what? You're still…'

'Damn it, fuck me!'

'…if you want me to fuck you, idiot,'

'I need you, I promise…'

Naruto awoke to the sound of his alarm going off, in his opinion, far too soon. He obeyed it nonetheless, sacrificing himself to a tiring day.

Sasuke, for once, really didn't want to beat Naruto to the bridge where they met. He could see from a distance that Sakura wasn't there yet, and Kakashi obviously wasn't…

He really didn't want to be alone with the blonde. His dreams had been particularly vicious that night, drawing on that night with Naruto and twisting into the times they had fought, particularly when Sasuke had left Konoha. It had left Sasuke with an overwhelming feeling of guilt. He couldn't face it, not yet.

Half an hour later, Naruto was the only one at the bridge, and he looked considerably confused. Sasuke was still hovering far enough away that Naruto hadn't seemed to notice him, but close enough he could see the blonde standing at the bridge.

Finally, he took pity on him.

"You're late!" Naruto exclaimed, pointing at him.

Sasuke shrugged, staying a safe distance away.

"Not as late as some people."

Naruto conceded the point, and then they fell into silence. Naruto seemed lost in thought, and it gave Sasuke the opportunity to watch him. He was immensely curious as to how the meeting with Tsunade had gone, but it hit far too close to home for him to ask about it.

"D'you think Sakura-chan and Kakashi-sensei ditched us?" Naruto asked suddenly, breaking Sasuke out of his thoughts.

"Hn," Sasuke shrugged neutrally.

"Ya wanna spar anyways?" Naruto gave him a lopsided grin, and Sasuke's heart skipped a beat.

"Whatever," you want, you damn gorgeous idiot.

"Chakra?" Naruto asked, a gleam in his eye.

"No," Sasuke answered without hesitation, "I don't particularly want to rebuild the training field again."

Naruto just grinned and beckoned Sasuke to follow him.

Naruto's heart wasn't in it, that much was for sure. He had given Sasuke several openings—none of which he had taken—and he only seemed to be getting worse. It was obvious Naruto was using training as an excuse to think, but Sasuke didn't mind. Until he paid attention, Sasuke didn't mind being on full defense mode.

…Something around ten minutes later, Sasuke promptly reevaluated his decision, because he was unbelievably bored. He waited until Naruto left him an opening, and broke him out of his thoughts by flashing behind him and wrapping an arm around his neck.

"Focus, dobe."

And he let go, stood back, and readied himself.

Naruto had tried to distract himself by asking Sasuke to train, but he just couldn't seem to focus on fighting today. Something was bothering him—something big. He just couldn't figure it out…he went through all the dreams he had had, trying to piece them together…some things just didn't seem to make sense…

Suddenly, an arm wrapped around his neck and he realized he had just been fighting on autopilot—something that would never work against Sasuke.

"Focus, dobe."

Dobe…it had been a while since Sasuke had called him that—not since he had left Konoha…not since—

'I—I want…'

'Dobe…'

Naruto snapped to full attention and spun around to face Sasuke, his taijutsu form falling.

Sasuke, seeing this, seemed to loosen himself and look at him worriedly.

"It was you," Naruto said. "It was you that broke the jutsu."

Uchiha Sasuke had never really been a particularly brave ninja. Strong? Yes. Determined? Sure. But brave? He was foolhardy at best, and those moments never seemed to end well for him. So, Sasuke, being who he was, was not a man about to admit anything so easily.

"Excuse me?"

"It was…wasn't it you?" Naruto, for the first time since he had spoken to Tsunade, wondered if his dreams had maybe just been fantasies after all. It wouldn't have been his first one about Sasuke, after all.

"I don't know what you're talking about," Sasuke said, putting on a mask of annoyance and crossing his arms.

Naruto furrowed his brow and blinked at Sasuke.

"O-oh…"

Guilt lashed through Sasuke like a whip, but he held firm.

It didn't seem quite right to Naruto, but he didn't really want to push the subject…then again, he never really wanted to push anything with Sasuke anymore—not since he came back a year ago.

But Sasuke wouldn't meet his eye. Hm.

"'Cause I wanted to thank the guy that did, y'know," Naruto continued casually. "D'you know who it was?"

Some mix between excitement and disgust wormed its way through Sasuke's body.

"Why?"

Naruto shrugged. He was getting to Sasuke, he could tell. He decided to push him a little more.

"I might like a repeat event," and he couldn't help the small grin that escaped his casual façade. Ironically, it was that that sent Sasuke over the edge—the thought that Naruto would be okay with—even be happy with—pleading for some stranger to…to…

"That's pathetic, Naruto. Are you that desperate? You're going to go crawling after the first person who fucked you?"

"Hm, yeah, probably," Naruto said. "Hey Sasuke, how do you know we fucked?"

Sasuke froze.

"Interesting that baa-chan said no one else knew the details."

Naruto let the silence carry on for a little while, before he nodded to himself. "Yeah, okay," he sighed.

"Come find me when you're done lying, 'kay?"

Naruto shuffled a few steps back, and then turned to get back to the bridge. He didn't really know where he would go from there, but he figured Sasuke needed some time to brood or whatever. Even if it was some shitty thing that Sasuke had forced himself to do—which it didn't seem like but, still—they needed to talk about it. Naruto needed to talk about it, at any rate, and Sasuke would have to deal with that.

"Come find me when you're done lying, 'kay?"

Sasuke stared at Naruto's retreating form, still unable to move. Naruto's casual acceptance—the ease with which he saw through him…Sasuke didn't know what to think.

Well, Naruto hadn't come to beat the shit out of him; that was something. But he had been so stupid, now that he thought about it—of course Naruto would recognize his voice. If he had just kept his stupid mouth shut—jutsus to alter his voice wouldn't have worked in the cell, just like visual alterations wouldn't have—but he could have just remained silent...

He shouldn't have done it in the first place, honestly. They would have found someone else—someone to—

The thought made him feel sick.

Naruto sat on top of the Hokage Monument, hugging his knees to his chest. He had his eyes closed, replaying all he could remember about that night—which was almost all of it, he thought. He still had no visual memory, only shades and shadows…something might have been covering his eyes, he wasn't sure. He remembered his hands being bound, though—he kept fighting against them.

Sasuke hadn't even undone the binds, the bastard. Naruto snorted to himself.

Sasuke…

'What's my name?

'I don't care.'

Naruto winced a little. But why had Sasuke even asked? Was he checking if Naruto had figured out who was with him? That would make sense, but Naruto wasn't sure he had had any idea who anyone was…not that he could actually remember anything besides Sasuke. Surely there had been some period of him waking up or something, but…

He sighed. Like usual, the only thing he could think about was Sasuke.

He had realized his feelings for Sasuke right around the time his obsession with bringing the Uchiha back started infecting his dreams, and after a few times waking up wet, sticky, and hopeless, he finally conceded the fact that he was a damn idiot.

But then Sasuke had come back with them…the moment the news of Itachi's death reached Konoha, Naruto had left. He hadn't even packed anything.

It hadn't even been Sasuke, in the end. In a display of horrible irony, Orochimaru had seen an opportunity to get the Sharingan faster than waiting for Sasuke to access its full power, and he had gone for Itachi.

The battle had been huge and impossible to miss—especially when Sasuke showed up. Naruto couldn't imagine what it had been like to try to pick a side. He wasn't sure if Sasuke let it happen, or if he showed up too late—all they knew is that Orochimaru had just begun his descent into Itachi's body when Sasuke destroyed him. Not killed him—destroyed him. Apparently Sasuke had been privy to much of the research on souls that Orochimaru had collected over the years, and it had come in handy.

They had found their lost teammate not a day later, sitting in the woods next to his brother's unmoving body, and a pile of dust. And when Naruto knelt in front of him and said, "come home, teme," Sasuke had looked up with dead, empty eyes, and promptly collapsed.

Kakashi had carried Itachi's body, and they had arranged for a simple, secret funeral later on. Sasuke had asked that, in spite of everything, he still be buried on the Uchiha Grounds—perhaps in memory of the brother he had once been.

Sasuke didn't fight when he was back in Konoha—in fact, he didn't seem to hold any negative feelings towards the village at all. Actually, it was more that Sasuke didn't seem to have any feelings towards anything, period. It took him a good six months before he even started being a bastard again—and Naruto had been really, really annoying to him the entire time. The completely silent, dead look he had was just too much for the blonde to handle. He had done everything he could to provoke a reaction—and the day it finally worked, they had both ended up in the hospital.

Later, Sasuke had apologized for his reaction. Naruto had promptly brought him to Tsunade and demanded he be checked for some sort of injury.

It had been the first time since he came back that Naruto saw him smile.

Naruto sighed, and leaned against the rock. He wondered if Sasuke would even come looking for him.

It wasn't long before Sasuke found himself looking for Naruto; it was almost automatic. The monument was, actually, the first place he checked. He stopped when he saw the blonde hair on the horizon, although he knew Naruto could probably sense his chakra. This time, he didn't make any attempt to hide it.

Right on cue, Naruto turned towards him, and their eyes met. Naruto made no indication to move, only watching him patiently.

Sasuke sighed, and moved towards him.

Naruto couldn't help the warmth that spread through him as Sasuke sat beside him. For once, he waited for Sasuke to talk first.

"I'm probably still going to lie," Sasuke offered quietly. The sudden honesty made a laugh burst from Naruto.

"Yeah," he said, "I bet you will, you bastard."

Sasuke snorted in response.

For a moment, the both of them just looked out at the view, enjoying the way the breeze softened the heat of the sun, and how the rustling leaves were the loudest sound they could hear.

"So," Naruto said, smiling to himself, "it was you, right?"

Sasuke looked away uncomfortably.

"I don't know what you're talking about," he said finally.

"Right," Naruto laughed, "still lying. I forgot."

Naruto shifted his position so he was facing the Uchiha. Sasuke spared him a glance, but couldn't hold it.

"So," he said again, "we had sex, and I can barely remember it. That's hardly fair."

Sasuke felt the blood rush to his face at Naruto's bluntness. He didn't respond.

"I mean, for the record," he said, "I just finished yelling at baa-chan yesterday, so I really ought to yell at you too."

Sasuke nodded. That was more what he had expected.

"Sasuke," Naruto said seriously, "if I hadn't started to remember on my own, would you have never told me?"

Sasuke blinked, and looked at Naruto.

"You—that's what you're mad about?"

"Don't dodge the question, teme."

"…no. No, I wouldn't have told you."

Naruto nodded, but he almost looked…hurt. He sighed and looked away.

"Naruto," Sasuke called his attention back to him. "Why aren't you angrier about the…sex part?"

"Why would I be?" He said.

"It wasn't done with your," Sasuke cleared his throat, "permission. You didn't consent."

Naruto snorted, thinking back to what he'd remembered. "Oh, I'm pretty sure I consented. I'm pretty sure I consented a lot."

Sasuke viciously fought a blush back. "You're—you're not taking this seriously. You were basically drugged—"

"Have you been beating yourself up over this?" Naruto's eyebrows were raised. "It wasn't a drug, it was a jutsu with very specific end conditions. Baa-chan told me. I'm just glad I didn't hurt anyone."

"Even if you ended up hurt instead?"

"I'm sure I was fine with however you were 'hurting' me," Naruto snickered.

"Naruto!"

"What?" Naruto grinned at Sasuke. Sasuke did not look amused, and Naruto's grin slowly slipped off.

"You—you weren't forced or anything, were you?"

"You think you could force me?" Sasuke deadpanned.

"No, I know I was chained down—kinky, by the way—but I mean it wasn't like…a mission or something, was it?"

Naruto looked genuinely worried, and it made Sasuke swallow his automatic answer of the affirmative.

"Not really. Tsunade-sama told Sakura and I first—I think she was hoping Sakura would agree. If we had both declined, then yes, it would have been a mission."

"O-oh," Naruto's eyes were wide and he looked away. "But it…wasn't for you?" He had to make sure.

"No, idiot."

"Teme!" But Naruto was smiling, and it made Sasuke's chest tighten.

There was a pause where they both looked out at the view again.

"Bet you wish it was Sakura," Sasuke felt the words come forth without his permission. He saw Naruto look at him out of the corner of his eye, but he felt like he was frozen.

"That I—gross, teme," Naruto made a face, "I had a crush on her when I was like twelve."

"So?"

"So she's like…my sister. That's not—it's not like that."

"…hm," was all Sasuke said, but he couldn't help but feel pleased at the statement.

Naruto looked at him—Sasuke still refused to look back longer than a moment—and then spoke again.

"I'm glad it was you," he offered. Sasuke's head snapped towards him so quickly he felt a pain in his neck.

"Y'know, for the record," Naruto shrugged.

"Why?" Sasuke could not fathom why on earth Naruto would be glad.

Naruto took a long breath in, then out. He made a decision.

"Because I," his mouth suddenly felt very dry, "would have said yes even if there had been no jutsu."

He stood up as he spoke, not really willing to be around for Sasuke's reaction.

"So, uh…yeah," he scratched the back of his head. "I'll see you tomorrow at training?"

"No," Sasuke said immediately, standing up.

"Uh—no?" Naruto surreptitiously took a few more steps away.

"No," Sasuke repeated, "you're not leaving after that."

"I—"

"How long?" Sasuke asked, feeling a desperate hope go throbbing through every inch of his body, "how long have you—wanted to—"

"Uh," Naruto looked at his feet, "a couple years before you came back, I dunno."

"Years," Sasuke breathed.

"Yeah, sorry, I'll—"

"You are," Sasuke walked closer to him, "such an idiot."

"Hey, that's not—mmph!" Sasuke shut him up the only way he could think of.

There was only a moment of shock where Naruto didn't move, and then he kissed back so fiercely that Sasuke took a step back. His nerves lit up like they were on fire, and the surge of arousal moved him to push Naruto until the blonde's back was against the stone.

Suddenly, Naruto smiled into the kiss, and it broke it just enough that Sasuke pulled away.

"What?" He asked.

"This feels familiar," Naruto said with a grin, looking at the way Sasuke was pressing his wrists down. Sasuke blushed and let go as if he'd been burned, but Naruto grabbed the hem of his shirt before he could pull away further.

"I wasn't complaining," he said against Sasuke's lips—the soft, teasing touch nearly drove him mad. But as Sasuke leaned in for another kiss, he dodged and nibbled at Sasuke's ear.

"I want to know something," he whispered, and Sasuke's hair stood on edge. "I want to know what you were going to say…"

'—Naru—I lo—I love—aah!'

"…when you came inside me."

"I—wh—" Sasuke sounded panicked even through his haze of lust. Naruto pulled back, took one look at his wide eyes and flipped their positions to slam Sasuke against the wall.

"Oomph," said Sasuke. Naruto pressed up against him and leaned in close.

"I'll just have to repeat the circumstances."

Before Sasuke could say anything, he no longer had the option to. Naruto was kissing him, grasping at his body, grinding up against him—Sasuke found his hips moving in rhythm with Naruto's, and he moaned into the kiss. Naruto broke for air, switching to nipping at Sasuke's neck instead; it felt like sparks of pleasure were shooting through his body, and it made Sasuke buck and arch into Naruto's touch.

When he couldn't take it any longer, Sasuke grabbed at Naruto's clothes, too messily to be able to pull them off, but definitely getting the message across. But Naruto just smiled, and pulled back.

"I'm pretty sure I owe you," he said, and he began trailing kisses down Sasuke's neck, down his chest, until he was kneeling on the ground in front of him.

If Sasuke hadn't been painfully hard before, he definitely was now. It felt like years passed in the time it took Naruto to undo the Uchiha's pants and drag them down.

Naruto eyed him, and looked up with a grin. Sasuke thought the sight might make his heart stop.

"You're really hard," Naruto gloated.

"No shit," Sasuke breathed. If Naruto didn't touch him soon, he—

"O-oh, fuck," Sasuke was going to collapse—this was too much—this was too good, he—

"Ah, ah," he panted in rhythm to Naruto's mouth. Naruto seemed to hit a stride, and he let go of Sasuke's cock to feel his legs, his thighs, his hips—he gave Sasuke's ass a playful squeeze and then brought a hand back to hold Sasuke's cock as he pulled away just enough.

"Wh-wha?" Sasuke panted.

"Payback," Naruto said softly, making sure his lips moved against Sasuke's skin. He gave his cock a few experimental kisses and then circled his tongue around Sasuke's head, fighting a smile when he heard him groan. He teased at Sasuke for a while longer, licking his full length, sucking his tip, until finally—

"Naru—"

"Hmmm?" Naruto said, not stopping.

"Pl..come on…"

Naruto's eyes snapped up and he grinned. "What was that?"

He ran his tongue up Sasuke's cock one more time, maintaining eye contact.

"…please…" it was so quiet that Naruto barely heard it, but it sent a thrill through him like Sasuke had screamed it. He wasted no time in taking Sasuke's length in his mouth as deep as he could, adjusting to the way Sasuke thrusted, and then speeding up with him—faster, faster, faster—

"Naru—Naruto, I'm, I'm gonna—aaaaah!" Sasuke threw his head back and grabbed the back of Naruto's head so tight he ripped out some of his hair.

Naruto stayed in place as he swallowed—not that he could have moved against Sasuke's grip—and then pushed his hands against Sasuke's hips to indicate that he needed to breathe.

Sasuke sagged to the ground, panting, and Naruto fell down beside him with a satisfied grin.

"Do you—" Sasuke started, but Naruto shook his head.

"I was repaying a favour," he said. "Now you're in my debt."

Sasuke chuckled. "I don't think that's how that works."

"Isn't it?" Naruto said with a grin and a wink.

"Yeah," Sasuke's smile was breathtaking, "I guess you're right."

"I didn't get my answer," he remarked, after Sasuke had started pulling his pants back on. Sasuke looked at him. "But I'll get it eventually."

Sasuke leaned over and kissed him.

"Yeah. You will."

"Well," Sakura let out a puff of breath, "that wasn't…exactly what I'd had in mind, but I suppose it did the job…"

Kakashi just clapped his hands together.

"Ah, young love!"

Fin.

A/N: And there's the plot! Thank you so much for all the lovely reviews and favourites! It makes my day.

There's still a bonus to look forward to. Till tomorrow!

- Kinomi