Author's Note: thank you to everyone who's consistently reviewing!! i'll thank you personally next chapter.

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The subway ride to see "Baa-chan" was long. Sasuke found himself getting antsy, sitting next to Naruto, watching the side profile of his face as he settled himself deep in thought. He was clutching his stomach, where the black seal rested in a long spiral around his belly button beneath his white shirt.

"Don't worry about it, dobe..." Sasuke remarked, trying to calm his blonde counterpart down. What he received in return was a snarky glare and more indefinite, quiet brooding.

Sasuke realized how nervous he could be. What did this mean for him? How was it tolling on his brain? Sasuke couldn't tell. It pained him to simply sit and watch the emotional turmoil register on Naruto's face.

Sasuke swallowed and nervously extended his hand to Naruto's which was resting on the edge of the seat next to him. He rested his hand on top of his and entwined their fingers. Naruto looked up at him, his startling blue eyes mesmerized in shock. Sasuke was sure that shock was registering on his own face as well. It had been a long time since he had ever held anyone's hand, even Karin's. He hardly ever displayed any sort of affection for her, but she didn't care. She was loyal and she loved him. Sasuke wasn't even sure if he actually felt anything for her, or if he'd settled for her. He would have rather married his cat.

Sasuke almost laughed out loud.

"What's so funny..." Naruto snarled, trying to withdraw his arm and escape Sasuke's grasp.

"Nothing," Sasuke responded slyly, refusing to relinquish his hold.

Naruto stopped struggling after a few minutes and let Sasuke play idly with his fingers. Sasuke was proud of himself; Naruto seemed to have loosened up.

"Why are you so nervous, Naruto-dobe?" he asked, quizzically, keeping his voice low so as not to startle him. There weren't very many people in the car, and the noise of the rattling train on the tracks was so loud they wouldn't have been able to hear him anyway. Sasuke approached Naruto as though he was an animal. The whisker-marks on Naruto's cheeks seemed to make the reasoning for this obvious now. But at the same time, Sasuke wondered where they came from.

It took Naruto a few moments to respond. Sasuke's eyes fell to Naruto's lithe form snuggled into a pair of bright orange skinny jeans. He resisted the urge to touch him in /that/ way; an urge that crept up behind him and strangled him to the point where he didn't think he could speak. He was so hungry.

"I don't know...Will Baa-chan still like me?"

"Why wouldn't she?" Sasuke was able to squeak out.

"I don't know. I work in a grocery store and I have a cheap apartment...I'm not very impressive."

"Naruto..." Sasuke choked out, trying to find his voice again, focusing on utmost self control. "You're captivating, really. She'll still like you."

Their stop came and they finally got out, a lone rat squeaking past their ankles as they ascended the stairs. Sasuke found it easier to breathe out in the open. He didn't let go of Naruto's hand, which seemed to make Naruto confused and rather bashful.

"Let go of me," he said, his face as red as a tomato.

"No," Sasuke responded, needing the contact for some reason.

"Please, Sasuke?"

"Naruto-"

All he could think about was how good he felt under his fingers, the softness of his skin, the taste of his blood. He felt like he couldn't control himself, his body couldn't possibly take anymore, Naruto's energy drawing him nearer and nearer to the point of collapse, or rape, whichever one came first.

"I need..."

Sasuke doubled over on the sidewalk. Naruto stopped in concern. What Sasuke can remember of that moment was the most frightening, /different/ thing he had experienced in a long time.

It came out.

Sasuke's ivory black eyes witnessed something he couldn't comprehend, a flurry of orange and red. A hand enclosed around his wrist, Naruto's long fingers, the ends sprouted into dark nails that mimicked Sasuke's, but his body was almost completely different. A pair of long, orange ears sprouted from a mane of blonde hair that was longer than before, shaggy around the edges, clinging to the nape of his neck. Naruto's whole body seemed to be covered in fire. His eyes were red, with catlike slits.

Sasuke's first response was to transform. The street was empty, and as a defense mechanism, he turned, teeth elongating and wings sprouting from his shoulders, his seal spreading to all points of his body as his eyes turned from black to red.

Sasuke noticed that Naruto wasn't attacking him, and he felt his shoulders relax.

"Naruto?"

"Hmmm?"

"What just happened?"

"I get what you're talking about now."

"Why did you do that?"

"You were hurting."

Sasuke looked at him questioningly, an eyebrow raised.

Naruto responded more affirmatively, his voice lower and exuding a power that made Sasuke feel weak.

"You were hurting and I can't have you hurting."

Sasuke found it oddly touching. He got a better look at Naruto's body. His shirt had ripped because he'd gotten bigger, as well as his orange jeans, now tattered and useless. He only had two tails, bubbling in a sort of ghostly, transparent way, as if they weren't really there. As if they belonged to someone else.

And they did.

"Naru-"

"Shut up," Naruto snarled, backing Sasuke up against a wall. Sasuke could feel the warmth exuding from his skin, which had grown tepid because Sasuke was always so cold. It was obvious that they were different kinds of demons.

"I can't have you hurting, Sasuke..." Naruto murmured, licking a long, wet line from the nape of Sasuke's neck to the back of his ear. Sasuke shivered. Never once had he not been in control, even when he was alive. It wracked his sanity.

Now, Sasuke knew that he was more powerful at this point, his four tails opposed to two, but at the same time he knew Naruto was supposed to be housing a /nine/ tailed fox demon, which meant that more could come out. And for some reason, he seemed content about the whole ordeal. He was eager to find out what it felt like, and almost positive that his hunger for Naruto would be satiated. Sasuke was never /just/ hungry anymore. He was always hungry for Naruto.

It was around ten o'clock on a Wednesday, and they were in a rather scuzzy part of town. However, Sasuke thought that a little concealment would have been better. Two people fucking is one thing. Two demons fucking is another.

Naruto, seemingly having read his mind, grabbed Sasuke's hand and pulled. Sasuke followed obediently. Little did Naruto know that he was plotting. Sasuke was content with the idea of Naruto topping for now, but it wouldn't take very long for Sasuke to want that control back. It was his.

They found a rather empty looking parking garage and stole inside. Sasuke felt like a teenager again, trying to find a place to fuck because they couldn't do it in the house. Naruto snuggled Sasuke back into a well-concealed corner and practically tore his clothes off, dropping them uselessly to the floor.

Even in this state Sasuke could tell that Naruto was unsure, but at the same time knew exactly what he wanted, his throbbing erection pressed against Sasuke's stomach, dripping and pulsing gently against his skin. Their breathing was slow and measured, and Sasuke could feel his hunger decreasing rapidly. Naruto had manifested in his blood, filling him, needing to be filled, dying to come but at the same time never wanting it to stop. When Naruto's cock pressed up against his asshole, wet from Naruto's spit, he accepted it easily. Pain was one thing when you were human. When you weren't, it was another. It made more sense, you accepted it more, even enjoyed it. Not as much as you enjoyed inflicting it, but at the same time, you wanted it. It felt good.

Sasuke could feel the moans escaping from his throat. They echoed on the walls in time with Naruto's occasional noises that he couldn't contain.

It felt too good. There was blood on the ground.

"Sasu-"

He could feel Naruto come inside him, the way his cock twitched, watching as his red eyes closed in pure ecstasy. Just that was enough for Sasuke to come, too, hot, white liquid dripping onto the ground by his feet.

They stayed there in each other's arms for a long moment, thriving off of their mingling body temperatures, shivering even though neither of them could feel cold. Naruto pulled himself out of Sasuke, who moaned slightly as he did so, panting and swallowing at the loss of connection. They stood apart from one another, looking critically, wondering if that had even happened the way it did, and why they both looked normal now, too tired to retain their metaphysical form for too long.

They tried to piece their clothes back on, but to no avail.

"Naruto, give me your pants."

The blond complied, handing him his shredded pair of jeans. Sasuke squeezed into them after throwing on his boxers. They had gotten bigger with Naruto, so Sasuke could fit into them. His own were mangled beyond repair.

"Put on my shirt," Sasuke advised, and Naruto did so. Sasuke's shirt was big enough on him that it concealed the hole in his boxers where they buttoned. Their shoes looked remarkably untouched. Sasuke tugged on his boots and Naruto his converses, (which were old and ratty to begin with). The end result was a shirtless Sasuke and a pantsless Naruto, but it would get them home okay.

"Sasuke?" Naruto asked as they walked back towards the subway station, digging into Sasuke's back pocket for his own cigarettes.

"Hnn?" Sasuke didn't seem very phased as a group of girls ogled him as they passed.

Naruto scowled at them possessively.

"I can't have you hurting. I can't."

"You've said it like, six times now, Dobe."

"It's because I mean it, Teme."

There was a long silence. They were about to climb down the flight of stairs back into the warm underground before a shrill voice that neither of them expected pierced the night air.

"UZUMAKI NARUTO. WHY AREN'T YOU WEARING PANTS!?"

Sasuke could feel the hairs on the back of his neck stand up.

/Who is that??/ He glanced over at Naruto for reassurance.

"Baa-chan." And then he groaned.