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I woke up slowly, entirely warm and comfortable but there was something missing, something should have been there with me. My hand reached out beside me, searching for whatever it was until they came into contact with something firm and soft. "Hnn." I sighed in contentment when I wrapped said soft thing around myself, burying my head in the firm pillow underneath me.

Only when I did, my pillow rumbled. My eyes flew wide open and I bolted upright. Oh. My. God. I was just cuddling my kidnapper! What's wrong with me? Oh no. No, no, no, no. I'm getting out of here right now, while he's still asleep.

I slowly disentangled myself from the long, sinewy limbs, pausing whenever they tightened and I found myself caught again, until I was finally free and standing at the end of the bed, staring down at my sexy captor. If only he wasn't a psycho werewolf….

A breeze blew inform a screened window. It was dawn, the sun still hidden but the moon out of sight as a kaleidoscope of colors danced across the sky. There was enough light for me to see around the room, I couldn't climb down without injuring myself so I settled for scavenging for a phone and clothes.

I found a closet stocked full of expensive shirts and pants, all dark, and three times my size but no phone. I grabbed the first one I saw, buttoning it almost to the top and didn't bother with pants, seeing as the shirt reached well past my thighs and onto my knees.

The closet closed with a click behind me. I waited for a few hesitant moments, seeing if Sasuke would wake up and find me or if I was free to explore. It took only a moment for me to see that he was still dead to the world, growling a little as his hands curled around the pillow I had been laying on, and bringing it to his face with a soft sigh.

The door to the bedroom we were in was already opened slightly and groaned when I opened it slowly, the sounds seemingly amplified with every move that I made. I winced as I struggled to shut it behind me with as little noise as possible.

I breathed out a hesitant sigh of relief before I crept down the hallway towards a cracked door with a sliver of light shining through. The middle of a conversation drifted through the crack along with the heavenly scent of instant ramen, leaving my stomach growling angrily. "…just hope this means he'll be more relaxed now. He's had his panties in a wad ever since he scented that kid."

Another voice spoke up then and I recognized it as the boy with the red triangles on his cheeks. "I'm just surprised that no one has mated him yet. That kid smells great, even with a sand wolf's scent covering him."

There was a growl and the door was flung open, revealing a very pissed looking, tall, silver-haired man. He took one look at me and his expression immediately changed. His visible eye squinted shut in what only could've been a smile, the rest of his face was hidden behind a black mask, a dark blue bandana sat lopsided on his hair. "Oh, it's you. I didn't think Sasuke would let you out for days, much less without him near you." He chuckled.

I backed away from him, glancing at the door to Sasuke's room then back to him, eyes wide in a way that made it obvious what had happened. The silver-haired man's eye widened a fraction before the look of disbelief was replaced with a flash of mischief. "Well, since you're already up and about, why don't you get something to eat. I'm sure you're hungry from all of the activity that you've had." He said, voice filled with mirth at his own innuendo.

My face flushed as bright as a tomato, I almost tripped over my own feet as I back peddled desperately. "P-Pervert!" I shouted, pointing an accusatory finger at him, while a howl of laughter ripped through the corridor.

"He hasn't even known you for five minutes and he already has you characterized perfectly!" The triangle boy said as he wiped away a hysterical tear. He grinned at me, leaning forward as the silver haired man pouted a little, his arms crossed over his chest.

"Well, if he's gunna be like that then I'm not going to offer the food I just made." The silver haired man huffed and turned back around.

The smell of the food wafted into the hall again and I instantly shot my hand out, catching the back of the man's dark blue shirt. "W-wait! I'm sorry. Please share with me." I muttered quietly, looking up at the man through my bangs. A high-pitched screech filled the hallway and I found myself ripped the silver-haired man.

"What do you think you're doing here?!" a voice hissed in my face, green eyes blazing over with what could only be described as contempt. I flinched at the voice, then again as sharp nails dug into my arms.

"St-Stop! Please!" I yelled and on some absurd instinct I yelled out something utterly ridiculous. "Sasuke!"

The door to his room swung open, slamming into the wall and leaving a large dent as well as splintering the wooden frame. An angry cloud fumed over Sasuke, his shoulders rigid as he took in the scene before him. He stormed over, feet stomping against the ground as he made his way towards us.

Immediately the person released me and squealed in delight. "Sasuke-kun! I knew the rumors were true! I just knew you would come back for me!" She shoved me away from her and I fell into the silver-haired man's arms. "Ne, ne where have you been? I've been so lonely." She pouted, wrapping her nails around Sasuke's arm and pressing against him.

"S-Sakura?" I whispered stunned. This girl, clinging so desperately to Sasuke, who looked utterly repulsed by the way his nose was wrinkled in disgust, was in some of my classes back at my school. What the hell was she doing here?

She glanced back at me, her pink hair a beacon in the dark hallway. She flipped her hair and rolled her eyes before answering me. "Ugh, don't talk. I don't want you're grossness spreading to my Sasuke you stupid slut."

Sasuke yanked out of her grip and turned a ferocious sneer to the pretty pinkette. "Do not talk to him like that." I clutched the man holding onto me, noticing how he, as well as the triangle boy, had stiffened. "How the hell did you even get in here?" he growled, his eyes flickering over in our direction.

"There was an open window." She stated, flipping a hand in the air nonchalantly before placing both of them on her hips. "You can't honestly be protecting him! He's a freak, Sasuke-kun! Your reputation will be tarnished if anyone finds out! It's a good thing you have me to tell you how much has changed since you left. Actually, that," She nodded her head at me. "showed up, like, right after you left."

Sasuke's fists clenched together so tightly that his knuckles were white. "Sakura-chan, it's so nice to see you again." Someone spoke up from behind Sasuke, a pale hand lay against his shoulder.

"Oh, Itachi-san, I didn't know you were back as well. Now that you're here, you can talk some sense into Sasuke-kun. He's acting obsessed with this little whore." She scoffed.

"Sakura-chan," Itachi admonished. "I hope you're not talking about my ototo's boyfriend."

Sakura's eyes widened and her face flushed in anger as she opened her mouth and started yelling, raising her arms dramatically and advancing on me. "This is entirely your fault you stupid freak! You brainwashed them all! My poor Sasuke-kun!" I braced myself for her wildly spinning arms, but they never came.

I peeked through my partially closed eyes, surprised at the sight presenting itself to me. The boy with the triangles on his face, Kiba, was standing in front of me, his arms braced in front of him preventing Sakura's pin wheeling arms from hitting me. Sasuke's eyes were bleeding to a fierce red, the silver almost completely taking over, and I'm sure that if it wasn't for Itachi's thwarting arms, he would have been on the pinkette in an instant.

The girl obviously had no idea how much trouble she was truly in because she just kept ranting. "Kakashi, Kiba, please escort our guest out of our home, and this time please be sure to lock the windows as well." Itachi said, while giving Sasuke a warning glance before releasing him.

Kiba's brown head nodded in agreement and I felt the man I was clutching, Kakashi, nudge me away. My fingers had locked themselves onto the man's shirt and refused to give. It wasn't until an angry growl and long, slim fingers pried them away that they finally unclenched. I was relieved for a moment until I found myself attached to Sasuke and pressed against the wall.

"What were you doing out here?!" He seethed into my ear. My hands were clamped tightly around the shoulder straps of Sasuke's tank top, my arms shaking as he growled, and fear coiling in my stomach as I tried desperately to ignore the way his hips were pinning mine to the wall and the way his hand were travelling lower and lower. "Maybe you should be punished." He growled, licking my jaw.

I let out a small whimper, my eyes filling with tears as I stiffened underneath his touches. "N-no, please. I was just looking for some f-food." I stuttered, feeling terrible for half lying, but then again it was also a half truth. I just hoped that he couldn't sense the lie.

Sasuke stilled his ministrations for a moment and pulled back to take in my trembling form. A few seconds passed in silence before he nodded to himself. He ran his fingers lightly over my cheek bone, eliciting an uncontrollable shiver from me before his other hand grasped my hip. "You should've woken me up, mate. There was no need for you to come gallivanting out here, looking so delectable without me present to witness it." He smirked, his and roving lower and playing at the edge of his shirt that I was wearing.

I blushed fiercely, my mouth opening and closing multiple times seeing as I was incapable of coming up with a decent response. He chuckled a little before tugging on one of my hands and pulling me into the long forgotten kitchen. A bowl of ramen was sitting temptingly on the table, the lid still halfway on and steam pouring out of the small opening.

Sasuke grabbed the cup and fork next to it before starting towards the trash can. "W-wait!" He raised a perfectly shaped eyebrow at me. "That's, uhm, that's Kakashi-san's food." I stated weakly, avoiding his eyes as I looked at the floor. "And I really wanted some of it…" I trailed off.

His eyebrows raised in bewilderment. "You like this stuff? It tastes like soggy cardboard though!" he exclaimed. I flushed again, highly aware that not many people adored it as much as I did, but it was what I had grown up on and I had come to love it, so I merely shrugged my shoulders and nodded.

Sasuke grumbled under his breath about 'unhealthy junk food' and something along the lines of 'that's why you're so skinny', before setting it down on the placemat it had been at before and sitting down on the chair in front of it. He looked at me expectantly, a smirk crawling on his face as I stared at him confused. He patted his leg as an encouragement and I flushed again. By the time I got used to all his antics, my face was going to be permanently red.

I walked over to him cautiously before settling on the edge of one of his knees before I was abruptly forced flush against Sasuke's hard body. His arms wrapped around my waist and his chin settled on my shoulder as he picked up the cup with on hand and used the fork with the other. Oh my god, was he going to feed me? It appeared that this deranged lunatic werewolf was a hopeless romantic as well.

I leaned forward to take the bite, ignoring the way he rumbled approvingly as I pressed against him, however unintentionally, and shivered a little in fear as I felt nails graze my sides. "Geez, Sasuke can't you see that the boy is terrified. He has absolutely no idea what's going on and you're making it worse by confusing him." A man's voice called.

The man with the mask stood in the doorway and as soon as Sasuke caught sight of him, he tightened his grip on my hips and snarled. "Kakashi," he acknowledged before continuing, "I was just going to explain everything to him before you interrupted."

Kakashi rolled his eyes, or rather eye, muttering "Sure you were." Before pulling out the seat next to us and plopping himself down, ignoring the snarl he received as he smiled at me, reaching a hand out in greeting. "Nice to meet you, I'm Kakashi Hatake." His eye curved upwards, his head tilting sideways as he studied me.

I hesitantly grasped his hand, shaking it and whispering my response. "Naruto Uzumaki, sorry about eating your ramen." I said, nodding towards the now half empty cup.

He shrugged his shoulders and ruffled my hair, surprising me. "Don't worry about it, there's plenty more in the pantry." My mood immediately brightened as I caught sight of the fully stocked cabinet. I had never seen so much food in my life.

"If you're done trying to seduce my mate, I think I would like to have a word with him." Sasuke grumbled, his lips pressed against my neck. Kakashi merely snorted before leaving the room and shutting the door behind him.

Sasuke easily turned me around, so that I was straddling him before he leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss against my lips. He was so gentle in all of his actions towards me, even when he had been angry earlier, he had been sure not to hurt me, and it took my breath away. The only people that had ever been that tender with me had known me for years and he had known me for barely two days. Why?

He pulled back and cast a sneaky smile in my direction, his silver eyes dancing in delight as he read my actions. Sasuke clasped one of my hands in his before taking my chin in the other and forcing me to look into his molten gaze. "I understand your scared and confused, not to mention even more so with that pink-haired girl showing up, but I wanted to make something clear here." He said, leaning forward to whisper against my lips. "If you ever try to run from me again, I will hunt you down and I will fuck you in front of everyone that is present."

My breath caught in my throat, face flushing in horror and embarrassing arousal. He had seemed so nice only moments ago, yes he was still just as gentle, but his fingers were trailing lightly over the raised skin on my neck and his tone sent shivers of fear and anticipation throughout my body. He smiled at me, fingers curling around my neck and pulling me into him, completely ignoring our audience, and kissed me roughly. His tongue forcing its way into my mouth as I tried desperately to pull away from him only to find myself even more enraptured with him as he growled and planted his other hand firmly onto my hip. "Now, where should we begin?" He smirked, smacking me harshly on the rear before nuzzling my neck.

Stupid, bipolar, lunatic, werewolf.

"Well, I guess I can start with the claim." He stated, glaring at Kakashi who was currently tearing a napkin to shreds and looking longingly at the abandoned cup of noodles. "When a werewolf finds a mate they think is suitable, they place a claiming mark on them." He licked the bite mark on my throat. "The more visible a claim is, the more it is shown that a were wants to mate, hence why mine is on display for the world to see." He chuckled softly to himself. "The claiming mark doesn't have to be a bite, but it is usually most effective. Once a claim is made it is extremely difficult to break While there have been few cases where the intended mate have been able to break it by themselves, in most cases the were who initiated the claim has to be the one to recall the claim. If a claim is made and another wishes to claim the same intended mate, it is possible, but only if the intended is willing."

"Claiming allows the were to be aware of his intendeds emotions, as well as allowing them to influence their intended, whether it be calming down or heating up" He leered. "It also allows the intended to have a sort of dominance of the were, so that they are able to communicate openly which makes mating much easier, even if the intended is a human. Mating can only take place after the claim has been made for at least 4 days, but it takes place immediately most of the time. The intended usually has a hard time waiting anyways." He said, a faraway look in his eyes as his thumb rubbed circles against my hip.

"W-wait," I stuttered, my mind reeling at all of the information he had spouted. "H-How long has it been?"

"About three days. You slept through the first two, so I expect the effects may be delayed." Kakashi answered. My chest tightened. Three days? My uncle calls my house once every day, and checks in with the school every week. I couldn't even begin to process what day it was, but I was sure it had been longer than I was allowed to go without returning any calls. Oh my uncle was going to be furious.

"I have to call my uncle!" I yelped, trying to wiggle my way off his lap, but his hands only tightened their grip around me. "Please! He's probably worried about me!" I yelled, tears welling up in my eyes as I was forced to look him in the eyes.

"Calm down," He stated, grasping my chin lightly. My muscles relaxed instantly and my mind flitted back to the conversation we just had. His claiming mark was definitely working. "Now tell me why you're so anxious."

My blood boiled. He wanted to know why I was anxious. "This whole damn thing is making me crazy! I-I don't know why you chose me or what the hell is wrong with me. Oh no, wait I do! You made me like this!" I tried to yell but was stilled by the glance I received. Tears welled in my eyes, this was really happening. I was really losing control of my own body to some 'claim'. "I want to go home." I said softly, pulling my chin out of his grip.

An angry rumble, echoed through the room. "You are home. You don't need anyone else, you have me." he growled through gritted teeth. I flinched back as if I was stung.

"Sasuke, that was incredibly insensitive of you. Your mate won't want to be near you if you continue to act that way." Kakashi chastised, producing a cell phone from thin air. "Here Naruto, but I'd make it quick if I were you, Sasuke looks like he's gunna blow a gasket."

I quickly took the phone from him, giving him a grateful look before dialing the number and unwittingly settling back into Sasuke. He let out an approving purr, settling his arms around my waist and I unconsciously leaned my head against his shoulder, providing some sense of privacy as I listened to the ring back tone.

"Hello?" a voice croaked, he sounded awful, like he hadn't slept in days, he probably hadn't. I'm such a burden.

"Sensei?" I said softly.

It was quiet for a moment before the other end erupted in frantic tones, and sobbed questions.

"Naruto?! Where are you?! Are you alright?! Why haven't you come home? I'm at your house. You've had me worried sick!" He screeched and I pulled away from the phone to give my ear a break, knowing my uncle he was probably tracing the call at the moment and the longer I stayed on it with him, the more likely it would be for him to find me.

"I'm sorry, I- I don't know where I am," I choked out. "I was at my job and somebody broke in and- and, and I-"

"It's okay; I'm on my way right now." He said quietly, his tone hiding the fact that he was seething.

Panic struck my core, if he came here then who knows what would happen to him. "No! You can't!" I said as he hung up. He wouldn't have stopped anyways. I stayed where I was, the phone slipping out of my fingers and falling to the floor.

"What did they say?" Sasuke barked. I numbly tried to stand, nearly falling as I stumbled to my feet. Sasuke grabbed my wrist and pulled me back against him. "We won't hurt him." He said, his eyes softening in understanding as he loosened his grip on my wrist.

"I promise." He smiled down at me, a true smile that did something strange to my heart, as he touched the side of my face.

"You get your filthy hands off of him!" someone shrieked and before I knew what was going on, I was swept up in tanned arms and there were chocolate brown eyes staring at me worriedly. "Are you okay? Did they do anything to you?" He said frantically, running his hands over my shoulders while his eyes stayed trained on my face, looking for any winces.

A roar filled the room, loud enough to make me cover my ears. My uncle wrapped his arms protectively around me, his larger body curling over mine. "Stay the hell away from him! I'll fucking kill you!"

Sasuke's ears were plainly visible, he was crouched on the ground and his tail was twitching with the intent to attack. "N-no! You promised you wouldn't hurt him!" I cried, throwing my hands out in front of me. Sasuke's ears perked up at my voice his head cocking to the side but before anyone could do anything else Kakashi lurched forward.

His mask was pulled down, revealing his other eye and his silver ears were flat on his head. He reached a hand out towards us, his eyes wide and vulnerable, filled with so much pain and yearning that it was hard to look at him without feeling something. "Iruka?" he whispered.

Iruka stiffened behind me, his arms clasping tighter when I turned to look at him. His face was pale, the scar across his nose even more prominent. His usually warm, chocolatey eyes were instilled with fear and hurt but there was that same feeling that was there before. That same yearning in his eyes, but he didn't reach back for him, only clutched me tighter.

"K-Kakashi…"

What's this?! A new development? What's this thing between Kakashi and Iruka?! Sasuke is very possessive:3 and just for the record! Sakura is not a were…not yet anyways. I haven't really decided what to do with her. Anyone have any suggestions? As in would you guys like to see her has a bad guy turned good guy (going from this chapter) or would you guys mind if she stayed a bad guy through and through? Please let me know what you think!

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