What's up demons? It's ya' boi.
I did a complete rewrite. It's a completely different series now. It's now an A/O/B Story, because that didn't really exist back then. If it did, this story probably would have been one this whole time. I'm keeping the old one up for anyone who still wants it.
If you read the old one, I wouldn't skip to the newest chapter, because I added a bunch of stuff. It is now a much different story with a much different plot. For multiple reasons, but one is that Naruto wasn't finished at the time, and now it is and it gives me a lot more to work with. Also Gaara is daddy, af.
Trigger Warning: You probably shouldn't read this. I wrote this originally when I was 13 being groomed by an adult. Life didn't get better, btw. Good news for you though, more trauma to dump into "art."
Like all A/O/B Stories, what is consent?
Non-Consent scenes as a crucial part of the plot. Also some varied level of consent, which is just non-consent with a filter over it.
Domestic Violence. A large part of this story is dealing with domestic violence.
Graphic Violence. Not as large of a plot point, but it shows it's head.
Mental Illness. A large part of this story is dealing with mental illness. PTSD/DID/Neurodivergent/BodyDysmorphia/ETC
Pregnancy Issues. Again A/O/B, kinda comes with the territory.
Like honestly, I am ghosting my therapist. I blacked out and wrote over 130,000 words of a fanfiction in about a month and a half. If you get triggered by anything you probably shouldn't read this.
Difficult Engagements
Prolog Itachi's POV"What did you do?" Sasuke asks while barging into my suite with no warning.
"I haven't the faintest clue of what you are talking about." I say flatly, trying not to give into another one of my little brothers emotional outburst. They have been getting worse in the last month.
"Don't play with me, Itachi." his ears pulled back as his brows furrowed in anger.
"How could I possibly know what you are talking about when you barge in like that?"
"Dad," he pauses attempting to calm his demeanor, "he's been giving me extra attention lately… Did you do something?"
"Not that I am aware of." I have basically been on and off missions so much for the last couple of months. I do not know what's been going on the home front lately.
"It's weird. I was just getting used to being under your shadow." he spits this at me.
"You are almost of age. He might be trying to arrange your Marriage." I state thinking of the only thing it might be.
"Before you?"
"They have not found someone suitable, yet."
"Oh because no one is good enough for the Perfect Son." my brother snarls at me.
"I will be the head of this house one day, they just want to ensure a good match." I say trying to ignore the one-sided sibling rivalry, "I'm sure whoever they pick for you will be suitable for you."
"But not you. I'm not going to be with whatever scraps they want to give me." he will not let this go, he is practically foaming at the mouth now.
He's too upset, this conversation will not go anywhere, "Are you done here? Kisame is waiting for me, we have an assignment."
A man with ash grey hair tied in a low ponytail arrived behind my younger brother. His wolf ears are more white than gray. His face is practically completely obscured by how large his thick rimmed black circular glasses are. He was in the regulation maid uniform, he must be an Omega.
Sasuke scouls at him as the servant bowed to me first.
"Itachi-sama, your father wishes to see you in his study." the maid said to me with his eyes diverted from us to the ground in a respectful manner. Nervously tugging at the end of his skirt, he must not be used to it yet.
"Inform Kisame-san where I am." I know not to keep my father waiting.
Before I leave my suite, I put two of my fingers together and press them against Sasuke's forehead like when we were younger, "Next time, little brother."
I make my way to our father's study. The servant waits till I pass then scampers off, while Sasuke just stands there in his own frustration.
My father has not called for me to speak personally with him in his study for years. I am very grateful for this. It usually is a uniquely tense situation to sit in front of the head of the Uchiha Clan, no matter who you are. Maybe my brother is right and something is going on now.
I arrive at the doors of my fathers study. I pause.
"Come in Itachi." My father always knows when someone is there before they announce themselves. It is a pretty simple task once you know how to properly identify scents and chakra signatures. For some reason most people didn't bother learning too much of either of those things.
I enter the uncomfortably brightly lit room. Soft creme walls give a contrast to the burnt black wood off the floors. A creme geometric patterned rug covered the section of floor the table was on. This room was specifically designed to create a relaxing experience; it makes business deals go down easier. Despite all of this, I do not think any amount of interior decorating will make my fathers presence relaxing.
"Itachi, there has come great news for our Clan. You are going to do a Matting Bond with the Kyuubi Clan." I knew I had no choice when he said those words, this is an order. "I am glad that they accepted the idea and have agreed with the terms."
I do not bother wondering what terms were agreed to. There is no point. I have no choice in this matter, so the terms of the betrothal would not pertain to me. If my father did agree to the deal, it would be very beneficial to our Clan.
He wants me to mate with some fox. I do wonder who my bride-to-be will be. More than likely it will be someone lower down on the food chain in The Kyuubi Clan. The Uchiha Clan is one of the most powerful in Konoha, but nowhere near the might of The Royal Family. We were their loyal guard dogs since the beginning, but dogs do not sit at the table.
"This agreement will make us stronger. When you have his son as your mate our clan will once again be at the top." my fathers words were not a discussion. Simply an order.
My father said I'm mating The Kyuubi's son. I am going to be with the son of The Kyuubi! Wait son? Did he not have a daughter? I thought I had seen her walking around their garden once before. Only in the background of a party. My father never misspeaks though. The Kyuubi's son must be an Omega.
"He won't be of proper age until late fall this year. There will be an announcement ceremony for all of the Clans in a week. You will meet him there. Everything has already been prepared." He explains what he wants me to do.
I nod. There is no talking with this man, it is always his way.
"Good. You may leave," I stand up and leave at his order. I remove myself from the Uchiha compound as fast as possible. I want to think this over more.
Outside the doors is Kisame, he is leaning on the tree waiting for me. His head shoots up when he notices I am here.
"Already? Didn't you have a meeting or something?" the shark man asked me as we walked out of the yard into the small town that surrounds my family's compound.
"I am engaged." the look on Kisame's face was enough to know that he disapproved of it. I sigh. He is so vocal and I am not sure that people are supposed to know this just yet.
"You can't be engaged! I would have met the bitch by now!" Kisame roared.
I should not have brought this up. I do not wish to talk about this subject until I have time to process it more, but it seems to be the only way to shut him up.
"I am." this news will shock him to know, " My father just informed me I am engaged to the only child of The Kyuubi."
Kisame and I are a part of The Kyuubi's most elite military organization: The Akatsuki. It is a secret organization that reports directly to The Kyuubi himself. Most people think we are just a rumored group or a subsection of the Anbu, like Root. However, we are the greatest collection of the finest soldiers from all over his territories. Truely, a group of specialists like no other.
It is my greatest accomplishment that no one will ever know about.
"Man what-a-fucking promotion, huh?! Getting to fuck the bosses bitch kid! What did you do to deserve that?"
"Do not call him a bitch. I do not want to cause a war because my friend can not keep his opinions to himself." I point out that, hoping he would stop. I still have not had time to process this, I don't have the ability to tell him all of this.
"How would you get into a war because of me calling Kyuubi's kid a bitch? You and I know that there is no way you, an Alpha, can be the bitch." Kisame explains to me, wanting me to see his point of view. It's true I would never be the submissive type.
"Insulting the child of The Kyuubi is not a smart idea." I remind him of our boss's temperament.
"Oh you know he talks just like this. He totally gets it. He knows Omega's only have one thing to provide..." he suggested with a vulgar motion.
"Listen, Kisame, I need to be alone for awhile." I tell him. I want to think over my situation.
"Yeah-yeah, I guess would, too if I were forced to mate some bitch I don't know." Kisame left me to my own devices.
I need to go to the only place I feel at home. I started to wonder around the lush forest slightly outside town. No walls trapping us all - just fresh air. I can breath.
It's not that odd that my father is making me mate someone I don't know. I was expecting this sooner or later. I just never expected it to be someone with that much power and influence. I have only heard about the only child of the Great and Powerful Kyuubi. I am not even sure if the person I saw at that party was him.
There is only one reason a male is going to become my mate, he must be an Omega. My father would not have betrothed me with a man if that wasn't the case. He would send Sasuke if he didn't care about the blood line being continued. They are also closer in age, so it would make much more sense to send him if that were the case.
It has been said that The Kyuubi's mate was one of the few male demons that can give birth to children. These demons are called Omegas, they can birth extremely strong children.
Only about 10% of the population are Omega's. There's a higher rate of Alphas, at 15%. Both of these rates are higher in people born with Nobel blood. So it's possible that his child would also have this ability if they weren't an Alpha.
Rumor is that after The Kyuubi's mate gave birth he transferred his ability to his child. This is only a rumor that has been circulating around ever since the child was the only one born.
A lot of rumors circulated around this one and only child. A man who tries to conquer the world only having one child didn't sit right with most people. So they made up so many reasons for it. I'm starting to believe this one otherwise I wouldn't have been chosen.
While two men together isn't uncommon in the demon world. The Kyuubi's bloodline is strong. So is the Uchiha's bloodline. To cancel both of them out would not make sense.
I do not even believe he had a proper courting season for others to put their bid's in yet. Did The Royal Family not even want to give anyone the option to be with the heir. They would have to be very selective with him being the only one. How was my name even on the list of potential suitors?
Yes, I'm an Uchiha, but this is the only child of The Kyuubi. He would be a valuable asset to marry off to some other ruler. There would be better alliances to be made outside of the kingdom.
Not a local clan.
Does he not want foreign power to control his kingdom? Is The Kyuubi noticing issues with local support? Did he know what my father had planned? Is that why he chose me? All of these questions rattle in my brain for a good amount of time with no answer to be found anywhere.
It is quite odd. I do not like odd.
I hear someone crying in the distance of the forest. It breaks me out of thought. I need a good distraction from my predicament.
I focus solely on the nose to search for exactly where the sound of crying is coming from. The only thought in my head right now is finding the source of this anguish. It's not that far from here, I could pinpoint it on a map at this point. It is about a quarter mile from where I am standing. I speed up my pace.
I get closer to the crying noise.
We're not that far away from the main kingdom, so whoever she's with might be traveling through. It looks like some wealthy aristocrat's daughter, maybe a foreign diplomat. I do not recognize them, so they are not local. Clothes like that don't come cheap, however they are torn. The pink dress is ripped almost completely to shreds at the seams. Red lace and frill scatter around her body covering the forest floor in its remains.
I am about three feet away from them without them noticing. She really needs to know when the right time to break down is. Any predator could take her away at the moment for their own reasons. At this scene it looks like they already have.
At a closer look, a boy? Wonder what got him to cry like this and why is he dressed like a nobleman's daughter.
It seems like the boy finally notices me because he tenses up. Three golden blonde tails curl around his body in a feeble attempt to protect him. The crying becomes softer as if not wanting to be heard at all. He is trying his best to make himself as small as possible.
The scent of orange blossoms and honey fills the air around me, he is an Omega. The sweetness of his aroma almost turns to rot with his fear and distress. I need to calm him down and make him realize I am not a threat.
"Don't worry." I try to comfort them, not sure if it is working, "Do you need any help?"
I reach out my hand and touch one of his three golden tails, gently stroking it away from the boys' body. This boy looks so much like a girl it's scary, big light blue eyes, round chubby cheeks, and a slender body that loosely resembles a female figure. If I could not smell that he was in fact a he I would have sworn it was a girl.
His face is so bright red and worn, he must have been crying for a long time. He looks so fragile, like one wrong touch could shatter him in a million pieces. With the state of his clothes torn to shreds that might have already happened.
My Alpha Protective instinct is taking over.
"What's the matter boy?" his face seemed to brighten, a bit, after I called him a boy.
"No… Noth.. Nothing." the boy sobs out, each syllable coming between a hiccup. He's trying to compose himself.
"Nothing?" I address how pitiful of a lie that is.
"Yeah, nothing…" his voice trails off but is more confident than before. He tries to adjust his ornate fabric shreds into the clothes they once were. No avail, they could not function as clothes any more.
I know he does not want to talk about it. I won't force it. It's not my place, but he should not be forced to walk around like that.
I stand up and back off to give him proper space to collect himself. My jacket should be able to cover them properly. If this is a nobemans, whatever, giving them my jacket will show a gesture of goodwill, no matter who it is. I unbutton and slide it off in a smooth motion. The younger boy in front of me flinched for half a second.
Shit. That probably wasn't the best move realizing the exact state the boy in front of me is in. I quickly hold it out to them showing my true purpose for that action.
"Put it on. You shouldn't be walking around like that," to not draw attention to his state I add, "You'll catch a cold."
I am not the best at comforting someone. I was trained for battle and diplomatic duty, not whatever this is. I know at least enough to not be a total dick.
"Ok mister." The blonde says to me. Oh right, I haven't told him my name, I haven't even asked his.
"My name is Uchiha Itachi." I decided to tell him my family name as well. It carries a lot of weight. He will know I'm not some common man trying to take advantage of him. I am a man with a family name, a legacy and honor to continue.
"Uchiha?" he mumbles as he takes the coat. I scan his body before the coat fully covers it, to see if there is any damage.
I am relieved that it just seems like the clothes are damaged. Maybe he did just fall and the fabric is too weak to handle these woods. I shake my head of that, that is a stupid hopeful idea.
He smiles at me; it's a very beautiful smile that fills up his entire face.
His scent starts to sweeten up again filling the air with the hopefulness of spring. A halo effect emerges from the light bouncing off his soft spiky blond hair flowing around his head. His cheeks have calmed down to a light hue of pink. The Omega is fully engulfed by my jacket being practically half my size. It's a magnificent sight to see.
"Thank you, Uchiha-san." his voice filled with happiness that a second ago I thought would be unheard of.
Two men appeared behind us. I knew that there were other demons around but I did not suspect that they would be looking for him. It appears they are both Palace Guards.
"Naruto-sama, come with us, your father wants you back," the stronger of two men told him.
He had looked like he had his fair share of battles. The man has spiky silver hair, a scar over his left eye, and muscles that were clearly visible under his tight black shirt. It was obvious he was an Alpha.
The other man who was with him didn't look quite as strong, but strong enough to be in there. He had dark tan skin, a deep scar across his face that went from one cheek to another over his nose, and had his brown hair tied up in a ponytail.
Neither of them give me a second glance. I am not their target, Naruto is. The way they act they are his guards. They obviously are not doing their job right if he was here alone. Because of their incompetence to protect the blonde fox, he is quite obviously hurt.
I have to calm my inner Alpha. The boy is a stranger, and I, apparently, am betrothed. This is a just random Omega. Who, at least now, does currently have protection.
Naruto hesitantly looks at me for a second. Then breaths in, I can see he's trying to put on a tough face.
"The rest of the escort team is very worried about you.'' The man with the ponytail says in his very soft voice which, I must admit, is much better than mine for calming someone down.
I was about to speak, before Naruto interrupted me, "I will go Iruka-san; just give me a minute with my new friend."
"Fine, Naruto-sama, but you only have a minute." The silver haired man says.
Naruto seemed shocked they allowed for this to happen. I am too.
Naruto is obviously disheveled, their first instinct should be to think I did this to him. Unless they already know who did. They are palace guards. There is a chance they might just recognize my cloak and not deem me a threat.
Both of the men walked away from where we were, but they were still at a good distance where they both could take control of the situation if anything were to happen. They are palace guards, so this person is obviously important. I should recognize this Omega.
"Hey can we keep what happened here between you and I. I don't want anyone to know I cried… It's embarrassing, you know?" he tries to play it off.
"I won't tell anyone." I say, then add, "If you ever need help with anything, my name is Uchiha Itachi, you can contact me."
To be honest I didn't know if I could help him. If those are palace guards he's high up and even with my position there is only so much I can do. I am not even sure what is going on with him. Despite all of this uncertainty, I am certain I want to keep him safe.
"Uchiha Itachi." he said my name in a whisper as if trying to commit it to memory. It seems to comfort him.
The boy's temporary comfort went away as he realized he had to leave. The silver haired man gestured and Naruto walked towards them. He eventually disappeared out of my sight, yet lingers in my mind.
Now instead of thinking of my situation, I'm thinking of that fox.