Hi everyone! Yaoi415 here. Sorry about the timing…It was sooooo long, and as most of you know, I've been sick but now I'm feeling better!!! So here it is!!! DUN DUN DUN!!! Number 18!!! Enjoy and don't forget to review!!!

-PS sorry about the mistakes. And I made it super long in order to show my apreciation

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The stadium had its rules and like most rules, after a fight the injured were promptly sent to the infirmary. Sasuke was taken. Naruto's wounds quickly healed. He wondered about them, but soon dismissed the thought, having nothing on his mind but Sasuke.

As he kneeled there dumbfounded he questioned what had happened? He knew Gaara was going to summon Yondaime whom he had met in a dream. He seemed to always be weeping for his people muttering things like; broken trust, and shattered friendship. Yet something happened when Sasuke, who had Madara in him, touched the Kyuubi; it turned him on (Ch.12). Could it be Yondaime also had feelings for Madara? It was something one couldn't deny.

Earlier, he had held onto the fallen prince. Naruto's scraped knees were a result of him sliding, hoping to avoid Sasuke from hitting the floor. The kitsune caught the raven in the nick of time. The blond furiously shook the unconscious being in front of him. His skin and rosy lips grew paler. He was dying. The paramedics came rushing by and took the dark soul. The kyuubi gazed after them with an absent expression.

Cheers erupted from the side of the stands which housed the citizens of the wind dynasty. Gaara had won. Both kings met at the stadium. Either entered in opposite directions, they marched forward and met at the center where the frozen kitsune kneeled. Gaara touched his shoulder and gave him a reassuring squeeze. The collapsed vessel beneath him couldn't feel it, he was unaware of what was going on.

"Well," Began the fire lord with pursed lips. "That was shocking…"

"I trust you're a man of your word." Gaara extended his hand expecting a Grant. The current ruler of fire was not going to take back his word in front of all these viewers. He took out a fancy scroll which stated the property of the current kingdom. The Fire nation now belonged to Gaara. He knew the redhead wanted this. The dynasty was so powerful, it ruled other dynasties, how else was he able to prohibit the land of air to participate in many events? If it were easy he would have already taken over it, but Gaara was a fierce opponent. He knew the genius could think of a way to have his plan backfire. He couldn't understand why the Sand King waited so long to take his revenge, an explanation Gaara was about to give.

The dark lord took the scroll and handed it to Naruto who slowly came back to life. Everyone was confused. The King of air then bowed to the wakening vessel. "This country is now yours my lord." Yondaime's vengeance was complete. His promise was done, and his country had returned under his care once again.

Gaara then turned to the questioning public. "What you have seen before you, was not a fight between the servant Naruto and Prince Sasuke…It was greater than that. It was a conflict that had started centuries ago.

"Long ago Yondaime ruled the land. The Uchihas were nobles back then. He had befriended Madara and took him in as his right hand man. Rumors stated Madara loved the king and was jealous of his new wife. The night of his wedding, he had slipped a sleeping pill onto the king's drink. As he slept, he drew blood out of Yondaime weakening him. After the king woke, Madara challenged him. Taken by shock, then pride, the king couldn't refuse. He had lost more blood than he knew about and thus fallen. He died that same night. After that, the Uzumakis were turned into slaves.

"Why is the wind country so concerned about this matter? Because we are related. The Uzumakis are children of air." The crowd gasped. "Lord Yondaime was my great, great uncle. Before he died he swore he would return to free his people from slavery. He sore vengeance. The prophecy states; 'The mark of the sun shall fall upon his vessel. And the three dotted scar will belong to Madara.' Ladies and Gentlemen, both Uzumaki Naruto and Uchiha Sasuke have these marks. And so in honor of fulfilling that prophecy, I give you your new king, Uzumaki Naruto." He raised Naruto's arm as if prizing him for winning something valuable. If this is what he got in exchange for Sasuke's life…He didn't want it. He would rather be a slave for the rest of his life than have the Raven die…

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Sasuke slowly opened his eyes taking in the morning sun. He was in a white room which contained things he had recognized as medical supplies. The battle occurred last evening so he knew he had slept the throughout the night. His mind processed what had happened.

He and Naruto were battling, only the dobe was not himself. He kept calling him Madara. He lost consciousness after he was stabbed in the scar. After he woke, he had a fatal wound on his side, another on his leg and he was determined to reach an ignoring Naruto. But the last thing he truly remembered were those weeping blue eyes.

The door opened and a blond nurse walked in. She was annoyed rambling on about someone being too nice for his own good and if it were up to her she would have left the bastard to die.

Sasuke looked at her. He knew she must have been sent by his mother who always acknowledged her as the best medic out there.

"The king wants me to treat your wounds." She muttered stifly.

"My father sent you?" His father wasn't the caring type. If Itachi was still a genius he wouldn't have given a damn but now that his brother was gone, he wanted to keep his only soon alive.

"No." Her smirked surprise him. How dare she? "You still believe your father is the king?" She snorted.

"He's not?" She shook her head. "Then who is?"

"Naruto."

"What!" He glared. "I demand you stop joking."

"I would never disrespect you, were you to have power over me. You should know that." This was true, of all his years with the medic, not once had she ever showed him disrespect. She had continually bowed, said 'your majesty' and not once rose her voice in front of him. He knew she wasn't lying.

"What about the Uchihas? Are we servants now?"

"My grandson is too forgiving. He plans on turning you all into nobles…" She knew he was having the meeting with the Uchihas as she spoke.

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It felt weird. Never in his life had Uzumaki Naruto seen the king bow before him as he sat on the chair his old lord used to occupy. Gaara, the old king and queen all waited for his decision. He didn't know what to do, he knew the fate of the Uchihas rested in his hands.

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After a long talk, the meeting was over. Everyone left except for a very anxious Naruto. He looked out the window. The garden was as big as ever. He sighed. How was he going to take care of the world? He hardly knew how to take care of his own country let alone all of Gaia…

He felt a hand clasp his shoulders. He looked at his side and noticed his grandfather's broad grin. "Come what may." He stated proudly challenging fate. He couldn't believe his grandson had achieved their freedom. "Whatever happens, you can always count on me to be by your side." They heard the door open and a teary Iruka ran to hug his boy. He hadn't seen his son since before the fight. Naruto gave him a weak smile as he parted them far enough to see his face.

"I told you…" He conjured up a memory.

-Flashback-

Naruto: Age 4

"Why are you crying daddy?" The small kitsune hugged his father. His gentle arms carelessly caused his scars to burn, he had recently been whipped. "Don't worry papa, I, Uzumaki Naruto, will one day free us from this hell. I promise." Naruto beamed in an attempt to cheer him up.

"It's like you've always said son…("someday I will be king!" Naruto vowed) and here you are…" He hugged him once more.

"It's all for you, dad…All of this, I did all of it for you…" As he was hugging his only son, Iruka noticed his body shook. He was nervous.

"Don't worry son, we will always be by your side. And Gaara has been waiting for this moment since the day he heard about your scar…"

Scar…

The sun scar…

Yondaime…

Madara…

Sasuke!

"How's Sasuke?" He had forgotten about the raven. At the moment it seemed he would go into a frozen trance whenever he thought about the wolf. So in order to keep himself from such states his mind had decided to block the Uchiha. A good long rest worked miracles since he was now strong enough to endure any thoughts of him.

"He's in the infirmary." His grandfather told him. "Why-" Naruto was gone in a flash. Iruka smiled. He knew there was something going on between them. Sasuke may have been cold to his son, and his son may have always complained about the prince, but they were inseparable. They were always competing and although these were "tournaments" in the end they were just games. Games they both shared. Jiraiya rose an eyebrow while Iruka shook his head smiling. "Boys will be boys." He stated. He walked out the room. He had one more thing to do.

He was headed toward his study. He needed to give Naruto a few papers that were left behind. The room also contained their birth certificates which no longer belonged to the Uchihas.

Iruka looked at the hallway floor lost in thought. This day seemed too good to be true. No more asking for permission, no more sucking up and agreeing against your will. He took in a deep breath, ah freedom… He was so deep in his thoughts he failed to notice a second figure. He slowly looked up. His eyes took in the body of a man with conservative features. His mouth had a rag over it. He once explained it to him as having shame in his father whom he looked like. His name was Hatake Kakashi, The Martial Artist.

The scarred man blushed and looked away. Both continued walking passing each other as if they weren't there. Iruka felt a hand grab his arm. He turned around and noticed that although Kakashi had his back to him, his arm was extended behind him, holding the professor's lower arm.

"I meant what I said four years ago." He slowly turned his head. The only eye he revealed mesmerized him.

FLASHBACK

They had been on horseback for a few days now. Jiraiya decided it was best to rest before the animals collapsed. Taking advantage of the break Iruka headed towards the river in the forest. It was covered by trees and bushes. As he bathed he wondered about what Gaara might do. He wasn't the kindest of kings. He hoped Naruto wouldn't do anything to piss off the redhead. (There was nothing scarier than a rampaging Gaara.) It had been almost a week since his body had, had contact with water. Being a refugee was a messy job.

Iruka was almost done changing (all he had to do was cover his upper body) when he heard a voice from behind.

"So this is where you are." He turned around.

"Kakashi!" The white haired man stepped out into the moonlight. Iruka knew they were in trouble. Kakashi was the king's second favorite (First being Jiraiya, not that, that mattered anymore.) The Martial artist reminded him of a dog. He always used his nose to determine what or where something was.

This was unexpected. Out of the million guards searching for them, Iruka never thought he would be with the very person he once considered a friend. "I take it you're going to turn us in…" he glared.

"Who?" He looked around as if wondering where the perpetrators where.

"Us." Iruka rose an eyebrow. Wasn't he here because of the king's orders?

"Why?" What was he playing at?

"Because were fugitives." He looked down. There was something about Kakashi's eye that made Iruka feel he was reading his soul. He felt his privacy was being invaded. It was very disturbing.

"You are?" Okay this was getting weird. Kakashi and Jiraiya were always first to know about the king's personal matters since he always trusted them the most. Now that his father in law was out of the league, Iruka knew Kakashi was officially the Uchiha's right hand man. Iruka was no fool, he knew Kakashi was aware of their current situation. It annoyed him when someone acted dumb, but was well aware of what was going on. If Kakashi wanted to play, he didn't. The ex-scholar turned around and was about to leave when his arm was taken. He turned his head to face a serious ninja.

"I would never hurt you…"

"What?" Tonight was too bizarre to explain. "Kakashi I know the king sent you."

"He did, and I would have refused…Had I not wanted to see you once more…" Iruka had a second to take in what he had just said when he was pulled into a deep embrace. Kakashi took in the scent of the spicy perfume that was Iruka as he lowered his mask. "I've always like you Iruka…" He whispered. "I knew you were married, and I didn't want to lose our friendship because of a stupid crush, but over the years…I've realized it's not just a crush…" He looked at the blushing professor.

"Ka-"

"Shhh…" He heard a soldiers come closer Luckily, Iruka was the only Uzumaki nearby (the rest of the group was farther away). "I'll take care of them." He left and with that Iruka returned to his current base. Apparently Kakashi had lied to the guards and say the area was clear.

"I have business to attend to." He didn't want to be alone with Kakashi…Not yet…

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Sasuke was alone. The medic had stepped out after deciding it was best to let him rest. The raven's body laid in bed, as his chest slowly rose and fell. The morning was fading, while evening settled. The door creaked open as a small slit, made way for a sly fox to slither inside. Naruto looked at the prince in disbelief. His body was wrapped in white bandages. His pale skin looked like porcelain as the king wondered how anyone could have such smooth features. He ran a hand through the raven's hair. It was silky, soft and shiny. It wasn't super straight, just slightly wavy and jet black. It contradicted his pale skin. His lips were soft and somewhat juicy. They were mesmerizing…The blond leaned in closer. He then noticed ebony eyes staring back at him. He pulled back and looked away. Naruto forced his weak knees to help pull him up as he stood and walked away. Sasuke sat up, his eyes not tearing away from the kitsune.

"Ahem." The fox began, still facing the opposite wall. "I wanted to show you something." Naruto pulled out a scroll. He turned around and handed it to Sasuke. The dark eyes which once stalked Naruto now fell onto the scroll. It was a Divorce Document. "You are no longer married to Sakura."

"I don't remember ever seeing this." He spotted a signature that was signed under his name. The unfamiliar scribble confused him. "And this isn't my signature." He protested. Who would do such a thing?

"I know." Naruto tore his eyes away from the window and turned to him. "It's mine." Sasuke looked at him.

"How dare- Why?" He didn't know what to say. How dare he plagiarize what didn't belong to him.

"I take it you know about my status now." He cleared his voice as Sasuke began to look away, he wanted his full attention. "I am the Hidden Leaf's new king…"

Tsunade knew the Uchihas were nobles now. She hadn't mentioned slavery at all, and with that, he knew he could relax. But the thought of seeing his dad as a slave made the corner of his mouth pull up slightly.

Sasuke didn't really care if he was king or not. Actually, he was grateful. This meant that all the pressures of becoming a father and having to touch "that" woman were off. But in this country, the people still had a law stating that even the King couldn't plagiarize signatures. So why would Naruto break the law, and on his very first day, too? Unless…no…the only way a king would break it was when a person had no right, no freedom…a slave…was he? No! His mind refused to go down that path. It tried searching for other possibilities.

'Well the Dobe is pretty dense. He could have gotten overexcited and accidentally broke the law. It was, after all, his first day. Yup that was it.' Sasuke tried to move but had an instant gasp which clearly told the blond king he was in pain. Naruto gently pushed him back in bed.

"Stupid." His hand rose and fell. It was being manipulated by the raven's stomach. "Rest."

"My body wasn't made for being in bed all day."

Sasuke had a sexy tone of voice, and Naruto could tell he worked out as much as possible. Like him, he was addicted to endurance. He craved for more; and it showed. The fox slowly purred, careful not to let the lone wolf hear him. "Anyway," Sasuke began (he didn't hear it) "Why did you sign over my name? You know that's illegal."

Naruto smirked. "Let me tell you a story…Teme…" Sasuke winced. Having a person of higher status call him such indecent names…It wasn't right…But then again, he was new… In all his royal years, never had he sworn at anyone… Maybe unconsciously while having mind-blowing sex with Naruto, but that didn't count! He meant in his five senses. Naruto continued. "Long ago there was a king whom lost his land only to become a slave. Centuries past and his bloodline is still inked with bad blood, thanks to the label his best friend placed over him after betrayal. Yesterday a vow was completed and a new king rose…What happened to the Uchihas?" Sasuke managed to sit up, while Naruto made no effort in stopping him this time. "They are nobles…" Sasuke sighed. He was relieved.

"Well, you may be my king, but I still have rights…Which brings me back to my earlier ques-"

"I'm not done yet." Sasuke glared. That was rude.

"They are all nobles…It was a request they begged for." The Uchiha winced. Not once in his life had he ever heard of an Uchiha begging…

"Oh?" He asked, enabling him to continue.

"You see…My great, great grandfather did all he could to keep our name. (Ch.1) I wanted to see what they were capable of in order to keep their honor and in all honesty, it was sickening." What was he talking about? "I was going to make them servants for a month …instead I offered them freedom in exchange for one."

"What do you mean?"

"You think we're equals? (As in both are freed from the chains of slavery.) We're not. Uchiha Sasuke… From now on…" He pulled out the raven's birth certificate. "I, Uzumaki Naruto," He covered it with a second document. "Own you." It was a declaration of enslavement.

"You think we're equals?" came a grudge-filled voice. Naruto stopped in his tracks and turned around. "We are not. Don't act so high and mighty like you own the place! In fact..." His smirk appeared. Naruto's once warm smile turned into a glare. What the hell was this bastard talking about?

"We own you!" He pointed smoothly. "All the rest of the servants are here by necessity. They are all being paid, but papa says that the Uzumakis are slaves! I basically own you. You're below dirt. You are nothing!" (Ch.1)

"How does it feel?" He brought Sasuke back from his thoughts. This was indeed an ironic situation. He looked at his new master. "How does it feel to be below dirt?" He knew the Kyuubi hadn't forgotten. "To be nothing." The new king rose an eyebrow as he saw his servant begin to shake. He couldn't see his face since the trembling Uchiha hid his complexion. Was he…laughing? His face was then shown. It was the first time in his life when he had ever heard a hardy laugh come from the dark Uchiha. He was laughing! 'Oh great…His denial is so strong…I think he's suffering from temporary madness.' How can a person be happy to have his freedom taken away from him? He was about to grab the raven's shoulders when he stopped. 'Huh?' His face was hidden once again. Tired of being confused, Naruto grabbed his chin and made him look up. This time the expression had taken an opposite effect. The ex-prince was serious. "Um…" He was about to ask if he was okay when…

"Good," Sasuke simply stated.

"What?" He didn't know what he was referring to. The new slave got a hold of Naruto's shirt. He pulled him closer.

"As long as it's you, it feels good." He was answering his earlier question about how it felt to be below dirt. His eyes were half closed, lips puckered, bangs giving him a rebellious look. The weight of four years' jacking off to memories came crashing down on them. And here they were…in front of each other. Not a fantasy…Not a hand…But the very incarnations of their desires. The tension between them was so thick, it would make a third party blush. This was their moment. The room was locked and Naruto knew no one would dare interrupt a king (Unless it was an emergency, and it better involve death, if it were).

Naruto pushed Sasuke down as he was also pulled with him. They wanted it. Their lips came crashing down on each other like bricks. Sasuke's cold lips were now pink. The blonde's face was red. He temporarily pulled back and gave Sasuke a look that told the ex-prince "Take me." And he wanted it. He didn't complain. He kissed those crystal blue eyes of his. He licked those marks that made him look like an animal. A fox…his fox. But he was a wolf. Bigger…Rougher.

"Ah." The only thing that was interrupting their heated battle was Sasuke's body. The injuries made Naruto damn his ancestor for giving his lover such deep cuts. He knew the raven was stubborn. If it wasn't for the escaping moans of pain, the Uchiha would have gladly ignored his wounds and try to show his new master how he had missed him. "I'm fine." He muttered, as Naruto looked at him with a concerned look.

"Here." He had an idea. He stood up and straddled the pale man. He was careful not to hurt his side, or even his leg. His crotch was now on top of Sasuke. He could feel the bigger dick twitch as he began rocking his hips.

"Mmm…Your majesty…when you do that…" His voice was low and raspy. Did he just say your majesty? This drove the kitsune crazy.

"Haa…Ngh…What happens…" He rocked harder. "When I do this?" Sasuke moaned loudly. Naruto knew the walls were made out of paper (not literally but you know what I mean.) but he didn't care. He was going to pay the Teme back for being absent all these years…

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Hey everyone…Yaoi 415 here!!! And guess what? Next chapter is the final chapter!!! What's going to happen!!! AGH!!!! I DUNNO!!! Or do I? Anyway thanks for making this story worth it and don't forget to review!!!!

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