Society High

Hello friends, before we begin what do you say we recap a few of our important characters. Here, I'll be sure to put their cartel nicknames in and explain why they have them.

Naruto "Ōmo" Namikaze: Born into a poor family on October 11, 1983. Naruto grew up in a poor district of Tokyo called Kabukichō, an actual red light district in Tokyo and home to the Yakuza crime syndicate. As a soft-spoken and scrawny child, he battled not fitting in, bullies at home and school, and most importantly his hard loving father. At the age of 11, Naruto chose to kill Kiba, a classmate, for money and power. And really, that's where it began. After that, he involved himself in crimes, creating a bigger name for himself until finally, the name Lord was enough. Naruto runs Japan like God runs the world. Controlling the media, the police, eliminating a full court, having his husband live well while serving a sentence is only the beginning of his power.

Sasuke "Psycho/Felony" Namikaze: Born as a handsome baby boy on July 23, 1984, and again as an Intersex in 1997, Sasuke was raised by a Nagasaki Bombing survivor. Growing up, the Uchiha felt out of place with himself due to his body and out of place with society because of how his grandfather was treated. A smart child, Sasuke was a top student at Nagasaki University with a double major and a minor. As an aspiring Civil Rights lawyer, Sasuke wants justice for everyone. His best friends are Sha Mohammed and Neji Hyūga. Sasuke is called Psycho due to his uncaring mood when it comes to killing someone he hates or even being bold around people. He doesn't need anyone's opinion because as he said: "I have my own." He's willing to do time for Naruto and won't have it any other way. Another alias he's gained is Felony. Just saying, this won't be the last time Sasuke does jail time.

Sha "Sweet lips/Widow Maker" Mohammed: Sha may be the wife of one of Naruto's most trusted hitmen, but she's got dirt beneath her nails too. Even if she's married, Sha is independent, strong enough to become one of Naruto's "Capos," or Captains. The toughest captain of the cartel, Sha runs the drug running streets down to the falcons, soldiers, and dealers themselves. Other than that, Sha is very likable. Sasuke loved her immediately and now she's almost like his mentor to the game, telling him all about the things that go on. Naruto too has a deep relationship with Sha that went as far as keeping her and Shikamaru hidden before Sasuke let them. Because like the Uchiha said, Sha and Shikamaru were things Naruto wanted to keep inside because of how precious they were. Shikamaru is downright smitten with Sha, but the woman has trouble with her own life. Sha is known to be the most beautiful woman in the cartel, and so they call her sweet lips.

Shikamaru "Machiavelli" Nara: Shikamaru is called Machiavelli because he isn't just a simple hitman. He's got more jobs to the cartel than anyone besides Naruto. He's Naruto's right-hand man. Growing up with Naruto, we still have yet to actually know more about his past. Shikamaru has a big thing for women in this fic, even if it isn't that obvious. As stated, he really loves Sha. But there was a time when he was into just fooling around, not only with Ino but Karin and other women as well. Other than Sha, Shikamaru is very close to Naruto; up to a point where he feels that Naruto is the real thing important to him. There's more to their relationship than meets the eye and there are many more chapters to explore that.

Bolade "Killer B" Mohammed: husband to Sha and friend to Naruto. They call him Killer B because he's responsible for more deaths than Shikamaru. Even Naruto lost count of kills. No one knows about the things he does to his wife besides Shikamaru. And he doesn't know that. Bolade has more to be explored about him. Will he change? Will he find out about the affair? Will Naruto find out about him beating Sha?

Karin "Widow" Namikaze: Naruto's brash cousin is known as widow in the cartel business. Hal isn't the only ex that died by her hands. And Karin's so unpredictable that he may not be the last. Karin isn't as tough as Nagato or Naruto, but Naruto swears that "the toughest guy on my team is that girl." Sha may be a widowmaker, but Karin is a Namikaze, the most dangerous family in Japan.

Nagato "bullet" Namikaze: named for the remaining shrapnel in his brain, Nagato is the backbone of the family. He's protective of Naruto since the blond was always quiet and tries his best to keep Karin out of trouble. Nagato is the only child of the trio that graduated high school and went to college. That doesn't make him any less brutal.


Namikaze household

January 5, 2005

Naruto groaned softly at the weight on his back. It wasn't heavy, but the blond was sore from the past few days.

"Ah"

He tensed rapidly, his back going rigid in the morning light. Turning to his left, the blond blinked at Sasuke's sleepy face. His husband was halfway upon him, his shoulder and head on the blond. Craning his neck to the right, he watched his two-week-old baby move his chubby arms up and down his back.

"Ah." He smiled toothlessly when Naruto smiled at him. And he tried keeping his head upright, but it was no use. Slob dripped onto Naruto's back and the baby laid his face directly in it.

"Aw, come on." He whisper-yelled. Naruto would go on in his life defending his honor. He would say he was tired because when he turned to his side to pick up Saku, Saku slid down the side of his back, rolled on Sasuke, over Sasuke, and onto the floor.

Naruto shot up right when the baby began whimpering, running to the other side of the large bed. His baby just fell, was his first thought.

My baby just fell off the high bed.

Saku was crying loudly now. He hadn't taken the fall lightly, as he had fallen on to his side with a crash. His face red, he waved his feet and arms in the air to express the sudden discomfort.

"Aww, baby." Naruto bent to pick the baby up, rocking him and rubbing his face. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. It's okay."

Saku continued to cry and the baby grabbed at his shirt as if to say 'why did you turn to the side?' as if he were ready to shake common sense into his father.

"You're alright." He soothed. "I'm sorry."

"What. Happened?"

Sasuke's morning voice was baritone and shaky. With spite laced between his tonsils, his words came out even and icy.

Immediately, Saku, that sly baby, stopped crying. Instead, he took to hugging close to Naruto for warmth and comfort.

"You scared him," Naruto muttered, more to Sasuke than Saku.

The raven hummed out his usual I-have-no-words in and sat up in bed, his butt resting on his toes. He smiled softly when he spotted Saku hugging close to his father. "I thought he was crying."

Naruto eyed his son for a small moment before lifting him to his shoulder, a motion that the boy enjoyed greatly if his squeal was anything to go by. "Sūpaman doesn't cry."

"Hn," Sasuke smirked. "Well, I'll be getting ready. It's your day to watch him."

Naruto smiled softly. "I almost forgot. You have that interview at the law firm for an internship. I know you'll do great, Sas."

Sasuke smiled big at his husband, his eyes squinted and teeth stuck together. "Thank you. That's why I love you." And he did love the man that supported him through all his decisions. This internship would be a big step in his life and he wanted nothing more than to get on with becoming a lawyer. It wasn't about the money. With Naruto's business climbing higher and higher, they had billions of yen. It was about becoming someone. And Naruto supported him with everything he had. If it weren't for Naruto's ambitions in his own life, Sasuke would have given up long ago.

Sensing the hidden message behind his happiness, Naruto sat on the bed with his husband, and he placed a hand on his pale shoulder. "You're going to do fine. In fact, you're going to do better than fine. You're going to do tremendously. With your brain, those guys are going to wonder why you didn't skip the internship and go straight to the law firm."

Saku, in his strong arms, wiggled slightly, his own big dark eyes roaming until they found their mother. Sasuke smiled in a loving way; a smile solely meant for his son; the one that went up in a way that wasn't too trying and his eyes were filled with love. Saku giggled brightly. It was such a pleasant sound coming from someone so happy and pleasant.

Sasuke awwed and grabbed his son from Naruto's arms. "You are so cute. Yes, piglet, you are. Can you say you love mommy?" Saku smiled and used his hands to caress Sasuke's cheeks. And then it happened. When Sasuke moved in to kiss his boy's lips, the baby's gums caught hold of his bottom lip.

"Holy shit." Naruto covered his mouth to hold in his laughs. Because the baby must have to hungry as hell to be sucking on Sasuke's bottom lip like that. When Saku realized his mother's lip wasn't food, he let go with a whimper. "He...haha...sucked the shit out of your bottom lip. It's all...hahaha...swollen."

Saku was crying now, probably hungry, and probably feeling betrayed that his mother had fooled him. Sasuke, on the other hand, was seething. Raising a fist, the pale man threw it back down in anger, watching Omo wince in pain. "Don't curse around him, idiot. Do you want shit to be his first word."

Naruto grabbed and rubbed his head, feeling more offended then Saku was at the moment. "Sorry." He uttered, but the apology was gone when he looked at Sasuke's puffy bottom lip. He stood, laughing only a little. "Why don't you breastfeed him while I get your bath ready?"

Sasuke nodded, watching the sweet man move into the bathroom. He looked back down as he cradled the baby. Although Naruto had faith in him, there was still a nervous bone in his body that really hoped Sasuke did well in the internship. His name was known around Japan now, and with his drug felony still on record, finding any kind of job would be tough. He really hoped the interview went well.


One Hour Later

Sasuke stormed out of the law firm with an impassive look on his face. Each time his foot hit the pavement on the path to his Chrysler, he tried to think of why the interview went so bad. What could he have possibly done wrong?

Putting a hand to his mouth, the Namikaze thought of something his grandfather once said to him. Was it speak of the devil and he shall appear? No. Or maybe it was the law of attraction?

By focusing on positive or negative thoughts, had he brought positive or negative experiences into his life? Had he manifested the thought of doing horribly in the interview? He growled when he got to the car, slamming the door hard when he got in. It couldn't be. He had done so well, answered every question like a professional.

Why do you want to intern here?

What do you expect this position to be like?

What's your goal with this internship?

Tell me about some of your school involvements and how they relate to this job.

He had done so well. It was just those really big questions he couldn't handle.

Have you been involved in any criminal activity? Sasuke Uchiha, correct? Well, you've been on the news recently. The drug charge is still on your record.

I'm sorry, but we're going to explore other options. If anything comes up, however, we'll give you a call.

Sasuke was so deep in his thoughts, he didn't even realize that he had already pulled into his driveway. Sighing and trying to put on a clean face for his family, the raven stepped out and marched up to the door, his smile bigger than the universe.

They were talking; Naruto and Rocky Mush, the man he had met a year prior. They were talking and laughing together at the glass table in the living room about Naruto's political status and the cocaine factories. On the table before them were seven-kilogram cocaine packages, stacked against one another.

Naruto grunted. "I need you to go to factory A and tell them to dial it down on the powder." he picked up the package labeled A and handed them to the odd man. "And come back tomorrow. There's something Chouji and I need you to take care of."

Rocky Mush's real name was Rock Lee. He was another kid Naruto had grown up with but didn't know as well as Shikamaru, Ino, or Shino. But he became a loyal friend when that was all Naruto needed growing up at that shy Namikaze boy. He was a soapmaker in the organization, and from what Sasuke had heard about him, one of the best. Mush was a soapmaker of all three kinds. Not only did he package cocaine into soap bars for shipment, he was also a renowned cleaner. Naruto said that no one else could clean up a body like Mush could. Whether the body was dismembered, in ashes, or fully bloody, Mush got rid of its existence.

"Janitor" was his name around the cartel, but "Mush" overshadowed the reputation. Rock Lee was bad luck. Or so Naruto had said. Everything he touched turned to mush and when they used to go see the football games, the gatekeeper gave Mush his tickets ripped up. Everything he touched turned to shit. And that made him the Namikaze cartel's greatest soapmaker. With Rock Lee's bad luck, anything he touched had bad luck too. If Rock Lee disposed of a body somewhere, the people looking for it would never find it either. If it weren't for his bad luck, he wouldn't have any luck at all.

Mush smiled brightly at Ōmo. "You got it, boss." To Sasuke, he wasn't an ugly man. He just had ugly features.

Rock Lee's face had a nose that was small and red at most times, eyes that were beady and flashy, a mouth always held in a determined pout, and bushy eyebrows that looked like they held minds of their own. Those features were ugly alone, but when they sculpted together, Rock Lee was pretty damn adorable. He looked like a child, his big eyes always shining with determination and his lips always puckered downward. So in all, he was cute.

Sasuke decided to make his presence known by waving slightly. "Hello." He muttered.

Mush's head shot up and he smiled brightly at Sasuke. "Ōmo's beautiful husband! So nice to see you again!"

The cry that Saku, who had been hitherto asleep, let out was long and drawn. It did not express that he needed immediate attention, but he did want attention. Sasuke glided over to the crib, his hands ready as Mush frowned an apology.

A skilled man, Naruto's fist collided with the soapmaker's head while his blue eyes were closed. "Sit down, idiot."

Mush frowned in discomfort, his eyes welling with dramatic tears as Naruto smiled at him softly. And Sasuke saw that it was another secret, this Rock Lee man. He was another one of those people Naruto didn't like speaking of because their friendship was too great to speak of. He was important, so Naruto kept him inside his heart for fear of the world hating him.

"What did I do wrong this time?" He cried out even more dramatically than his sudden tears. He was watching Naruto, but his mouth was asking God.

Naruto laughed softly. "Nothing much. Just existed." Mush sighed as if his powers of bad luck were a burden to all. Naruto rubbed his shoulder. "Would you calm down? We're not gonna execute you. Saku's a crier. He cries more than you know. But he stops eventually."

And true to his word, Saku completely stopped whining after the fourth rock against his mother's chest. He decided that trying to look around the luxury living room was more interesting, despite the simple fact that he couldn't control his two-week-old head.

Sasuke smiled lovingly at the baby. "Yeah. Don't get so worked up. He might cry a lot, but he's strong. And you only frightened him a little. That doesn't mean he doesn't like you, Mush. Even if he hated you, we wouldn't kill you over it. We would never."

The baby hummed softly and Sasuke's crazy laugh afterward made Naruto smirk. "Well, except Ino. Saku didn't like her so we had to kill her." He giggled as Rock Lee rubbed his neck nervously.

He looked at Naruto. "Speaking of...where are Duke and Queen? They usually run to the door."

"I took them to Oji because they kept barking at the basement door and waking Saku up. It was either that or the dog house. Oji wanted them for the night."

Sasuke shrugged. "They'll have to come back anyway. Oji wanted Saku for the night and I was on my way over."

Before either Namikaze could say more, Mush's head shot up in a fright. "Koshaku and Joō were barking at the basement door! What's in the basement? Yūrei?"

Saku began wailing loudly again and Sasuke deadpanned. Rock Lee was such an idiot, he saw now why he and his husband got along.

Naruto hit the man again. "The moment you start getting suspicious is the moment you get the privilege of leaving my house. So here." He grabbed an unseen duffle bag from the floor and placed it the several kilo packages in it. "Take these and come back later, alright?"

Mush nodded. "Got it, boss." He smiled adorably at Sasuke and the raven's attitude faded away almost immediately. "Nice seeing you again, Sasuke-san."

"You too." He whispered and the jolly man was gone.

Saku looked at the door that the soapmaker had walked out of and his wailing grew harsher. He was even more upset now that his entertainment was gone. Sasuke raised a brow. "Hn? Ah. I see. I knew you liked him."

Sasuke was labeled as a mother even though he couldn't scientifically be labeled as male nor female; even though he looked to be all male. Getting pregnant at 19 years old was considered young in his eyes; in Oji's eyes; in everyone's eyes. So this parenting thing was new for him. Like Naruto was learning as he went, so was Sasuke. He wasn't a bad mother: very far from it in fact. It was just that he wasn't like the rest of them. Not those lovey-dovey ass women he saw on television shows that gave their kids everything they wanted and nothing they actually needed. He wasn't good at negotiating with his baby, so he bribed him. There were many times where Sasuke had to read about breastfeeding and taking care of an infant. Some days he could comfort and coddle his son all day. Some days were hard. And the hard days were days where he all his parenting skills went out the window. Like today.

"Shh. It's alright." He whispered. Saku cried even harder. "Please, Piglet. You'll see him again. Now please stop crying. Do you want to see Grandpa or not?"

He could hear soft laughing from behind before he was engulfed by the blond. Sighing, Sasuke wondered how all the negative energy could be thrown out of the window when Naruto comforted him.

"I'd take that the interview didn't go well."

Sasuke sighed. "It's just with the arrest and all. And the drug charge is still on my record which I should have looked at."

"It's not your fault, Sas. And don't worry, they'll call back once they actually look at your resumé."

The Uchiha nodded, but there was still sadness in his heart that made Naruto sad too. "I'm gonna go drop Saku off at the guest house, alright? And I'll be right back. Because we need to have a talk."

Naruto's hum against his neck wasn't smooth. It was crumbly and made Sasuke's entire body shudder. The blond nipped at Sasuke's jawline softly, the flesh being pulled between his teeth until it didn't stretch further. He ground against the raven's backside, making the smaller man moan. "I like the sound of that."

Lifting a hand up, the Uchiha rested it on Naruto's head, burying it further into his neck, letting Naruto's heated tongue ravish him. "Ngh. N-Naruto."

"Aah."

His dark eyes shot open and he looked down in horror. Naruto froze too as the eye not burying in Sasuke's flesh opened. Saku, the sly baby, was staring curiously, having gone quiet long ago. Sasuke sighed. "Okay. I'll be back."

Moving to the other side of the couch, Sasuke bent with his baby to grab a small backpack labeled "baby vacation."

Inside were things that Saku kept with him in Oji's guest house, including a few Iro clothes. "Naruto help me tie him to my back."

The blond did so and when he kissed Sasuke smoothly, the Uchiha was on his way, through the garden and to see his grandfather.

Naruto watched him leave before grabbing hold of his phone and dialing immediately.

"Konnichiwa." The woman spoke softly on the other end.

He hummed. "Moshi. Connect me to the 26th floor of MARUNOUCHI TRUST TOWER MAIN, 1-8-3 Marunouchi, Marunouchi, Tokyo, Tokyo 100-0005, Japan...please?"

"Do you have a scheduled appointment with the law firm, sir?" She asked almost sweetly.

"Tell them Naruto Namikaze is calling." He growled, done playing.


Mohammed Household

Tokyo, Japan

January 5, 2005

She had been gone for two days now and Bolade wondered if she were going through one of her phases again.

He sighed, getting up and sweeping the day-old glass from beneath the replaced coffee table. He didn't mean to hurt Sha the way he did.

He didn't enjoy hurting her and having sex with her when she didn't want to. It was just...the man clenched the broom even tighter in his grasp...she made him so mad and sometimes, Bolade didn't even know why.

Over time, Sha had become a valuable asset to the cartel. There was no one else like her with her job. She was a captain, running a large group in the cartel-like a marine and even served as a diplomat in the syndicate. She was one of the most beautiful women known to any man in the cartel, with Karin coming in as a close second. Every man wanted her, some women wanted to be her...if only for the hype and fame and the attention. And as beautiful and soft as sweet lips could be, she was even more deadly. Sha had done her fair share of petty work, from robbing money trucks to local stores. And she had done her harsh work, from killing men who had children and wives to killing women who had a family as well. There was no one else like her.

But there was someone like Bolade. Hundreds even. An entire generation of poor kids taken in by Naruto who would be just like him. Hitmen could be replaced. Sha couldn't. So that made her a little more important than him. And that made him angry.

So he beat the living shit out of her. Because fuck what the cartel said, she was his wife. She was under him, no matter how many soldiers she commanded.

When Bolade came home after Ino and Camui had been taken care of, Sha was gone and her mess was still there. It angered him. He called her. She didn't answer. He called Naruto and Sasuke. They didn't know where she was. And then Shikamaru, who also had no clue, but managed to ask was Bolade alright.

Bolade told him no.

And that was two days ago. Sha was still missing. And her disappearance was normal for everyone else since Naruto had told them to lay low for a while. Just until the entire Ino thing blew over. It was normal for everyone to not have seen her. It wasn't for Bolade. Why hadn't she cleaned up? Why hadn't she come home?

Sighing, the man grabbed for his phone, thinking about calling Sasuke this time about her whereabouts. Sha and Sasuke were close. And B didn't want to bother or worry Naruto.

Dialing harshly, the man called Sasuke. There was a part in him that knew he was going to kill Sha when he found her. And then there was a part of him that hoped that wherever she was, she was okay.


Costco Wholesale Kawasaki

Kanagawa Prefecture, Japan

January 5, 2005

Shikamaru loved her when she was laughing and then again when she was looking mean and serious and impressive. Love her, he did. Everything, the good as well as the bad. He loved her crazy lifestyle, and he loved her hard discipline. He loved her freedom of speech and the way her eyes got dark when she was tired. He loved that she learned to trust people with her beating heart, even if it always got broken.

God, why was she so adorable? Pouting like that, bringing a sad energy into the entire supermarket.

Pushing the cart, Sha finally noticed the Nara sending her small smiles. "Why did we come all the way to Kanagawa to get your food? I hate this market."

"You know we have to lay low Sha. Ino has been reported missing." He muttered.

"Which we could ave done in yoa' ome quietly. Besides, ev'yone keeps stawing at me becaoze I look diffa'nt."

No doubt, Sha felt weird about walking the streets of Japan as a Black woman. She looked different than most Japanese citizens, with her skin and exotic Bantu knots, and sometimes she felt out of place. But it wasn't the only reason they all stared. Shikamaru knew.

He smirked and looked away. "They're staring because you're beautiful, idiot. Now come on."

"Hm."

They ventured around the store quietly, not saying much to one another besides Sha telling him what was best to get in the vegetable sections. Or Sha complaining about the use of supermarkets. Or Sha reminiscing about the market street her parents would send her to, where all the fresh foods were sat out. Or Sha complaining about men that smiled daringly at her when Shikamaru was focused on the foods. Sha talked most of the time and Shikamaru had no problem with it. She was silent just a day ago, caught between being hurt and contemplating if rape was still rape even if you were married to the devil.

Shikamaru liked to believe that no matter what happened in Sha's life, he would always be there to make her feel better. He liked to believe that her laughing quietly in the store was his doing.

"Would you stop that?" She eventually ground between her teeth when they were almost done shopping.

Shikamaru smirked. "What am I doing?" And still, he moved right back in front of the shopping cart, halting her movement altogether. He knew what he was doing.

Smirking, the woman pulled the cart back, only to push it at full force back. Shikamaru yelled in pain and looked to Sha's smirking lips with shock. He rubbed his butt in pain and asked gently "why'd you do that?"

"You kept stopping me."

"That hurt."

Sha's chocolate eyes traveled downward to his hand. "Oh please. The'e is nothing the'e."

"Exactly. My ass isn't like yours, Sha. It has no meat on it. It's basically all bone." The woman laughed softly and he smiled at her. "Oh, you think that's funny? Wait until we get outside. I'm gonna kick your ass."

It was all fun and games really. That was the thing she loved most about him. The fact that he could threaten her all he wanted, but never lay a finger on her. So simply, she stuck out her tongue.

"If you hit me, I'm going to smash ya ca window."

"You wouldn't touch my precious car."

"Twy me."

Shikamaru stared at her for a long moment before he started to her. Sha giggled loudly and ran away as he chased her down the aisle. They were causing a scene, but what did they care? When Shikamaru and Sha were together, the world didn't exist.

Shikamaru had caught her easily, and pinned her against the cereal. They stared at one another before he hugged her slowly and kissed her forehead.

"I love you, Shikamaru Nara." She whispered.

"I haven't heard that one in a while." He whispered back.

"Just accept it."

"I do. I do."


Sasuke sighed as he opened the door to his home, exhausted from the teary departure with his son, who was now a whole garden away from him.

He bent to untie the leashes from around the dogs' necks, watching as they jumped impatiently.

"Excited to see Naruto?" He questioned. However, when he unhooked the chains, Koshaku and Joō ran to the kitchen and to the basement door, where they sat barking at it.

Sasuke's head turned to the side as the early conversation with Mush and Naruto came back. What really was down in the basement?

He walked over to Koshaku and bent down, staring at the leg Ino had injured two weeks prior. "Hey!" He called, smirking when the obedient Dobermans stopped barking immediately. "You two go find something to do until I take you out. No more barking at this door understood."

Joō barked happily, running away. Koshaku, on the other hand, stayed, opting instead to glare silently at the door.

Sasuke rubbed his head. "I don't like when you're on your feet, okay? It hasn't fully healed."

The dog put his head down as if he sighed and limped out of the kitchen, following wherever Joō had gone. Koshaku was younger than Joō and when they were just puppies, she was the leader. But in recent weeks, Koshaku seemed to take his protective role more seriously, even more than his sister. Sasuke appreciated that, but he wanted his dogs to be carefree at times.

Standing at full again, Sasuke stared at the basement door. He wondered if he should just go down and see what all the commotion was about. Whatever was down there, Naruto needed both Chouji and Mush to help him with it. Sasuke had yet to meet Chouji and Naruto had said little about the man. So it was unknown what his job was. But he knew Mush and Mush was a soapmaker; a clean up man. Mush hid bodies.

Could there be a body in the basement?

The man cringed. What body could Naruto have in the basement? And why their basement?

Shaking his head, Sasuke backed away. He needed to clear his head. It had been a rough day and now he was assuming all these things. What he needed was a cigarette and to fall into bed and sleep.

With Naruto nowhere to be found, he could do just that in peace. So he walked up the steps into the master bedroom where he looked into his drawer, located a cigarette and a lighter and lit it. Their personal bathroom was loud and Sasuke could see the smoke falling in from beneath the door. Naruto was showering.

It felt good in his system. He wasn't much of a smoker, but if he were stressed, these were significant to him. Changing, the man flopped into their bed onto his stomach, not caring if the wind was knocked out of him.

Could be a body in there. But why would Naruto put a body in the home where his son lived? If there's a body, how long had it been there?

He just felt disturbed by the mere thought of having a dead body in the same house as Saku. Of course, it would be no problem if it was just him and his husband. But Saku was just a baby.

The raven was so deep in his thoughts, he didn't notice that Naruto had come out naked. So he tensed when he felt Naruto's toned stomach and penis through his own silky pajamas.

Sasuke frowned deeply, reaching his arm over to put out the cigar instantly. "Naruto." He asked with no emotion. "Are you naked on my pajamas?"

Naruto leaned down and ground against him, breathing heat against his ear. "And horny." He corrected. "Hungry even...for you."

Sasuke laughed softly, but it was drowned out by his own moan. "Naruto." He whispered.

"I want to make you feel better, Sasuke. Right here. Just like this. I want nothing else."

He reached around Sasuke's chest, resting his arms there.

Love is a really complicated thing and it always got in the way of something. It complicated even the most simple lives. And the last thing Naruto and Sasuke needed were more complications.

Sasuke had enough of that: what with the flag of the intersex laying proudly over his head around all of Japan, trying to make a good life for a son with absolutely no experience, the drug charge that's stopping him from getting what he's wanted since childhood. All of those things that pushed him into this cycle of lost dreams.

He doesn't need more complications which is all that love brings. All he needed was Naruto's warm cheek against his pale shoulder and those murmurs that weren't meant to come from the mouth of Omo.

Naruto had enough complications too; his own campaign for the cabinet wasn't going well. The people wondered about him again now that his husband had been involved with Ino's cartel. He was trying to raise a son with it in his mind that he would never be a good father. And the cartel was another life in itself the blond had to raise.

So it was easy for Omo to say he didn't do love because all it did was complicate things. He didn't need any of that. All he needed was to feel the weight of Sasuke beneath him. Love is stupid to him, he wants to think.

But sex between Naruto and Sasuke was nothing if it wasn't about love, then it didn't matter at all. Naruto could try to be silent all he wanted when he kissed the back of his husband's head. He could try to avoid Sasuke's eyes when he had flipped the raven because it would be so stupid and foolish to cry. He would go on to deny that just looking at Sasuke while they were entwined made him emotional because of how much he just wanted Sasuke to be happy. But he couldn't do it.

So he would whisper to the raven.

You're so warm.

You're so beautiful.

"Sasuke, I l-"

Sasuke would cut him off if he was feeling down and out. Tell Naruto to stop before he even finished. Because the words are supposed to be insignificant. But, even he can't comprehend why he and Naruto are like this at all. So he says foolish things.

"Don't cum in me. You know what happened last time."

"It's not like you can get pregnant again."

Naruto's an idiot because despite accepting everything about Sasuke, he still doesn't understand the life and way of an intersex. But Sasuke loved him anyway. And when he told him that, Naruto smiled and leaned down, kissing his eyelash and telling Sasuke that he was the most important thing in the world to him.


January 6, 2005

When Naruto arose the next morning, there was a loud pounding on the door downstairs. Rubbing his eyes, the man leaned up in bed with a deep frown on his face. Whoever was on the door this early was really going to get their asses killed.

He knew it wasn't Oji. The soft man just didn't knock that hard. Whoever was knocking was heavyset. Big or not, Naruto was going to kill them.

His blue eyes turned to Sasuke, who sat with Naruto's pistol in hand, cigarette in mouth. He handed the pistol to Naruto. "They've been knocking for a while now. I was wondering when you were going to get up."

Naruto hummed and stood with a grimace. "If this isn't anyone I know…" He trailed, walking over to the door. "I'm gonna blow their fucking head over the garden."

Sasuke scowled and stood too. "Oji's flowers have done nothing to you. They don't deserve to bathe in blood."

Naruto laughed rambunctiously as he walked down the stairs. Dammit, he loved Sasuke's personality. Once he reached the door, Naruto took no time to swing it wide open. "You got a death wish or- Chouji?"

The heavyset man in the doorway was something. With Naruto's pistol still pointed in his face, he gave no impression of showing fear and Sasuke wondered who this Chouji was. In his eyes, there was no fear of death. Naruto sighed, almost relieved. Looking around, the blond pulled the man in. "Get in here you big rut."

Chouji and Sasuke now stood face to face with one another. "Hello, Namikaze-san." The large man muttered, his hands clenching around the strap of the large bag around his shoulder.

Sasuke reached out his hand. "Nice to meet you, Chouji. My name is Sasuke Namikaze."

"He doesn't touch people," Naruto muttered, making his husband stare in curiosity and shrink his hand back. "It's alright Sasuke. Don't take offense to it." He moved closer. "Sasuke, this is Chouji Akimichi, a friend of mine and a member of this business. You can call him Chouji, but most people know him by Kattā."

"Kattā…" Sasuke whispered back. Cutter. And now he saw all. Chouji's bag, Duke and Queen barking at the basement door, Rocky Mush's involvement with what was down there and his relationship with Chouji.

Chouji wasn't spoken of that much, but he also wasn't one of those things Naruto wanted to keep inside. Because he wasn't close. It was just that….Chouji "cutter" Akimichi was a butcher for the cartel. People who cut up bodies were the most loyal to the cartel, but they weren't seen in the crowds.

Bile rose in Sasuke's throat, but he kept it down because he was skilled in that area. So he smiled softly. "I see. Well, that's alright. I'm sure you came over for something important, so I'll leave you two to it. Naruto, I'm going to get dressed and get Saku."

Naruto nodded and watched Sasuke haul up their nice stairs. Chouji looked to him and the blond laughed. "Ah don't worry. There's a reason they call him psycho. He's going to love you really soon. Doesn't matter if you chop up bodies. Now come on."

Chouji nodded, trying to ease his disturbance. His job was one of the most loyal in the cartel. And his loyalty is why he didn't show his face often.

Naruto shook his head and led the man to the basement door where his Doberman Pinschers were standing and staring at it.

He tapped Koshaku's back. "Get on out of here, you two." And Koshaku ran behind Joō. Naruto smirked and opened the door for the man, and Chouji obeyed without question, stepping down into the dark basement.

"Where are the bodies?" He questioned when Naruto closed and locked the door, following him down. He hummed. "Nice basement." And it really was a nice basement, furnished with a pool table a large television and a few couches. There was a bathroom down there as well.

"Thanks. They're in the back room. I already put them in bags so all we need to do is move them to your truck."

Chouji's brows furrowed. "What do you mean my truck? I brought my car."

"I told you to bring the truck. They can't both fit in that car."

"Not if I cut them up."

Naruto glared. "You are not going to cut up Ino's and Camui's bodies in my house, Butcher."

Chouji sneered at his lord. "Of course not." Reaching into the bag he brought, the auburn-haired male pulled out two pairs of gloves and two full coats. In the bag were also two large machete knives that made Naruto blink in threes. "You have to help me though if you want them out of here fast."


Naruto's first time chopping up a body is disgusting and sloppy. He likes blood, but he doesn't like cold blood and he really doesn't get along with two-day-old blood as he now sees. Ino's body is decaying. No more is her skin tanned, but a sick grey, her lips already bluish.

Her flesh is half torn as well, hanging off her body as a result of Koshaku and Joō's frightening teeth.

Naruto spots maggots, flecks of doughy white nestled within mangled flesh, feverishly squirming into hunks of gore.

And the smell. The smell is the most disturbing thing he had ever sniffed. It was blatant her bowels had been released, and all too soon. Chouji moaned in disbelief.

"You could have cleaned them."

Naruto shakes his head. It wasn't his area of expertise. He just continued to stare at Ino's body until a heavy hand clamped down on his shoulder. Chouji smiled and handed him equipment, as well as a mask.

"This kid, Saku right? He's supposed to be an heir to your throne right. You want to power of the cartel to stay in the family?"

Naruto nodded, twirling the machete in his hands. He buttoned his coat firmly. He tied the mask around his face to drown out the smell. And the gloves felt good too.

"And she tried to kill your son and your husband?"

Naruto sneered. "She deserves this, Chouji. Repeat that to yourself. She deserves it."

"You got it, boss. It's not easy the first time. It's never easy. But I remember when you took me in and you said, 'even if it gets easy, don't stop.'" Chouji is skilled at what he does. Which is why he manages most of the restaurants Naruto laundered money in. The way he slammed the machete back down on Camui's skin makes Naruto envy him.

But then he realizes that he's Ōmo. He's put men in acid before. He's suffocated them. Ever since he was a child, his mind was fucked up. Plagued by what was inside him.

So Naruto raises his own machete, slamming it down on Ino's shin. The limb separated instantly. Naruto laughed softly. "This is a really sharp blade."

And he continues to chop the body up, not caring how or even that the parts are dismantled and jagged.

Chouji knows he will go on to remember chopping up the bodies with his boss because it's an experience he will never forget.

Naruto is happy as he cuts Ino's body and he's singing a children's song which makes him all the more frightening.

If your happy and you know it clap your hands for when he's focused on gently removing Ino's fingers from her palms.

And then he's humming head, shoulders, knees and toes, knees and toes.

It makes Chouji realize that Naruto Namikaze is different than everyone else. He's not just Ōmo. He has a lot of jobs in the cartel. And that's where the respect comes in. He's enough to make any man feel natural. Because Naruto resembles a monster right now. But he feels good about it.

It takes them three hours to chop the bodies, put them in bags, clean the basement, and shower. Naruto's shower is an extra ten minutes because he can't remember how violently he smashed the machete on his nemesis' skin.

Naruto sighed, crossing his arms in his newly changed clothes and staring at the bags as Chouji cleaned his utensils.

"Ino used to bully me in school." He mumbled. Chouji stopped to stare, bewildered by the new information. "She used to call me poor because my clothes were dirty. And one time, she pushed me in the river because she said I really stunk. Karin wanted to kill me for crying."

Naruto laughed. He crouched down to the bag. "You pushed my husband down the stairs and tried to kill him. You hurt my son. Now you stink. In fact, it smells like you died days ago."

He laughed softly and Chouji shook his head with a soft smile.


Japanese words used here:

Yūrei means ghosts. As you guys can see, not only is Rock Lee bad luck, he's also superstitious. XD

Chouji and Rock Lee, better known as "Katta" and "Rocky Mush" respectively. These two are some new interesting characters. But there is still more to learn.

Society high is the title of this chapter. It's a blissful feeling of cocaine. Here, I want to describe the tag team that is Naruto Namikaze and Sasuke Namikaze. No words really needed. They can show you themselves.

This chapter is going to be continued. I don't want to rush this story at all. In fact I'm aiming for 50+ chapters. Anyway, I want to add more details about EVERYONE involved in this story, not just Naruto and Sasuke. So some chapters may fully be about this person or that person. Sometimes not with Naruto or Sasuke at all.

PS. You guys have every reason to be angry at me for not updating in 8 days. I'm sorry. There's really no excuse. Not life or writers block got in the way. I was being lazy. And I'm being super honest. I'm sorry. :I