A/N: OMG, it's been over half a year since I updated this! I had no idea! Wow, time sure flies, doesn't it? I deeply apologize, but after so long, here goes an exceptionally LONG update.
I wanted to thank all my readers for being so patient between updates and for not giving up on me or my fics. Also, thank you for still being a part of the 'Naruto' world!
To all the SIN fans out there, thank you for reading and for being awesome. Thank you for being open minded to such an overwhelming threesome and sharing the love with me.
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This is still dedicated to Daydreamer79, whose writing I miss.
I also want dedicate this chapter to Kizukatana, who poked me a few times about an update for this story. I admire your writing like crazy, and it means SO much to me that you like this.
And to all of you who have nagged me (in a good way, of course!) for an update… this one is for you! I hope you enjoy!
WARNINGS: Male/Male intercourse, incest.
Of Sorcerers and Commoners
Part IV
Sasuke grit his teeth and closed his eyes, trying hard not to grab something breakable and throw it against his brother's door behind which he was apparently being thoroughly fucked by their goddamned servant, if the incoherent moans and slapping sounds were any indication.
Sasuke had always thought that Itachi was dominant in the bedroom, but it seemed like Naruto had quickly changed this since they reversed quite frequently.
Now, Sasuke was someone very tolerant – he indulged Itachi's whims and his needs as much as he indulged his own. He considered himself a rather avid person as well and he wasn't one to discriminate as long as the person was, on some level, appealing to him. Still, there was only so much he could endure.
Attachments weren't something he looked for, though – he was a knight and a highly busy man, not to mention that he had no real bonds outside of his home. For a long time, it had always been him and Itachi, and then by some miracle, His Majesty had accepted them under his roof and allowed them to grow and become who they were today. For that reason, they would both follow and defend their King and his Queen for as long as they possibly could.
Sasuke loved his rulers. In a different way, but on the same scale, he loved them as much as he did Itachi. But outside of them, for him, only Itachi had mattered.
The two of them had been alone for so long that they had had no choice but to rely on each other. They were everything to each other, and they were all they had.
Sasuke knew Itachi cherished him beyond everything and everyone, and the same happened the other way around.
Which was why he hadn't been able to understand his brother's search for a lover. An assistant, yes, it was understandable. But just like Sasuke himself could easily find men (and women) to fuck, surely Itachi wouldn't be any different.
Why couldn't it be just the two of them, as always, with the external occasional affairs?
For some reason, this had always upset Sasuke because he had never particularly cared for romance, but Itachi seemed to pursue it for reasons that were beyond him. Itachi had always claimed to love him unconditionally – a love, he said, no-one would be able to erase – and yet, Sasuke's love wasn't enough. But Itachi's love had always been enough for Sasuke.
He felt resented, of course, and maybe a little jealous, too. He didn't know why he felt this way and he certainly didn't kill himself thinking about it, but the topic of Itachi and his lovers had always annoyed him, especially because this issue only brought them unwanted problems and people who were far beneath Itachi's worth.
Another duet of moans echoed throughout the chambers and by the sound of it, those two were finishing. Sasuke had listened to it far too many times already not to know what each sound Naruto and Itachi made meant. It wasn't intentional, but the three did live together, so it wasn't like he could avoid it. At least Naruto was no longer exploding things all over the place.
On the chair he was sitting, Sasuke flinched irritably, feeling the uncomfortable hardness between his legs. Those two fucked several times a day, not counting the times Sasuke wasn't around to hear. Often he wondered if they could even keep things behind closed doors or if they indulged outside as well.
The thought made his insides churn with arousal and exasperation. Itachi couldn't be that reckless, could he? Was Naruto that good of a lay or was the physician actually developing feelings for him?
Chewing on his lower lip, Sasuke swallowed a groan. He didn't know what was wrong with him – what had, apparently, always been wrong with him – but this situation drove him crazy for reasons he didn't feel like exploring at all.
For a long time, he had thought that everything disturbed him because he was jealous of Itachi having Naruto – someone that, in spite of his constant denial, Sasuke had been instantly drawn to. Then he came to think that maybe it upset him listening to his own brother having what sounded like great sex.
But he soon found that these were plausible explanations, but not exactly all there was to it. And while Sasuke had never been a coward, for the first time in his life, he feared what he might find out if he dwelled too much on it.
A few moments later the heavy wooden door of Itachi's room creaked open and Naruto emerged, wearing only his shoes and a pair of brown trousers he was still tying at the waist as he held a shirt between his teeth.
"Where's breakfast?" Sasuke snapped icily, even as his eyes quickly raked over Naruto's torso, where obvious love marks were planted all over.
Way over three full moons had passed and the blond was still around. He was clumsy, loud and annoying, but he was definitely hard working. Thanks to Itachi's strict discipline, a lot of work and four good meals a day, he was no longer the scrawny, malnourished boy they had picked up. His body was now bulkier and healthy, and his muscles had hardened rather nicely. He had certainly become a treat to the eye.
Naruto actually had the audacity of smirking at him before putting on his shirt. "Good morning to you, as well, my Lord," he said, afterwards, offering him a small bow. "Forgive the delay, but I was busy attending to my master's needs."
"What your master needs is to get to work and so do I," Sasuke hissed. "So hurry up and get us some breakfast or I'll make sure you'll be doing stable service for the whole day."
He could just see the urge to roll his eyes in Naruto, but the man just sighed and nodded his head. "Yes, Sir."
Naruto calmly walked past the chair Sasuke was sitting on. When the light touch of fingers brushed over his nape briefly, Sasuke felt his cheeks catch fire and every nerve in his body twitch in awareness, but the caress was far too short lived and left him before he could even think about reacting.
Silently, Sasuke's eyes followed Naruto as he left the chambers and closed the door behind him.
Naruto had been very defensive in the beginning, picking fights with him and usually daring to defy a few of his orders just to rile him up. However, Sasuke understood that Naruto was constantly fishing out for his attention, and more importantly, his approval. Of course, time had made them slightly more familiar around each other, but there were lines Sasuke didn't want Naruto to step on, and his obvious superiority in their small 'family' was one of them. Naruto may be Itachi's lover, but he was still Sasuke's servant.
Sasuke couldn't say that he didn't like the blond. In fact, Naruto was a good, bright person capable of bringing out the best in people. He desperately wanted to be loved, and it was clear that he deeply cared for Sasuke and Itachi, always worried about them, always making sure they were properly taken care of. His fear of being abandoned and rejected was reflected in every effort he made in his daily life. Sasuke respected him in many ways, and truly, he appreciated the fact that Itachi seemed happier with him around than he had been in a long time. But Naruto and Sasuke still clashed strongly and it would often engage in nonsensical bickering.
However, Naruto had proven that he was there to stay, and now he was looking forward to having Sasuke teaching him things, reason why he had been so strangely well-behaved recently and preferred to bite his tongue rather than protesting.
Still…
Sasuke heaved a tired sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose. He and Naruto had a 'thing' going on between them and it was very troublesome. They reacted strongly to each other in more ways than one, and while Sasuke loved to blame it on their magic, truth was, it had been there since they had met, and it wouldn't go away. If anything, the more they became familiar with each other the worse it got. The fact that they both knew it was mutual – even though Sasuke tried to pretend it wasn't – didn't help at all and neither did the fact that Naruto would, more often than not, try to woo him.
He wasn't very good at it, but the message was clear enough to make Sasuke uncomfortable and far too excited for his own liking.
If Naruto had been just another servant and not under Itachi's wing, Sasuke would've had him already without a second thought. But Naruto was Itachi's lover, and part of the family, and Sasuke had to live with it and draw the line, regardless of how he felt. He didn't want to hurt Itachi, even if, surely, his brother was more than aware of Naruto's not so secret advances.
Sasuke knew he was attached, which was why he felt more infuriated at the world in general than ever.
Things weren't supposed to be like this.
"You look like you slept well," Itachi said sarcastically, emerging from his room wrapped in his white sheets, his long hair loose and messy. Sasuke glared at him as he sat on the chair across from him at the table – his older sibling's smirk was devious. "Naruto woke up in a rather playful mood, I'm afraid. I apologize."
"I don't need to know the details when I already heard enough, Itachi, thank you very much," Sasuke muttered, with an annoyed pout, crossing his arms over his chest.
His brother's form was covered, but Sasuke felt upset by the thought alone that he was naked under those sheets.
Itachi observed him for a while, noticing his foul mood. "You could indulge the both of you, you know," he said simply and perceptively in his ever so gentle, intelligent voice. "Just because he's my lover, you shouldn't let that stop you. I have no intention of making him my slave."
Sasuke felt like throwing something at him, too.
"Shut up," he hissed. "You're not making it any better."
His life couldn't be any more complicated than it was at this point. He felt emotionally unbalanced, filled with thoughts and emotions he couldn't understand or identify for both his brother and Naruto, and having those two poking him was not making it better.
His King's proposal of a few days previously rang inside his mind, providing both a sense of relief and guilt. Maybe he should start considering it after all.
000
After much whining from Naruto and Itachi taking his side, Sasuke finally conceded in teaching Naruto how to use a sword properly as long as Itachi was present to watch the trainings.
In spite of how much stronger he had become, Naruto still had a hard time wielding even the lightest of the training swords that Sasuke had gotten him. The knight didn't really wish for either of them to lose a limb, so he told Naruto to train his arms for a few days by lifting rocks over his head several times, first starting with a smaller one, and slowly moving on to a heavier one once he'd managed to lift that one up without effort. Naruto seemed to think that the given exercise was pointless – he wanted to work with swords now – but Sasuke threatened to give up on training him if he thought he was too mighty for humble exercises that every good knight should go through. This shut him up rather quickly. By Itachi's expression, Sasuke knew he was amused.
For a few days Naruto took every little time off he possessed to train rock lifting in order to strengthen his muscles as much as he could, and even though Sasuke wasn't always around to see it, Itachi would enlighten him on Naruto's progression.
One of the things that annoyed Sasuke the most about Naruto was the fact that he would often follow him around. Whether Sasuke was in sword training or horse riding training or in hand-to-hand combat training… Naruto would be there whenever he could afford the time to do so. If he wanted to watch the knights' train or if he was merely watching him, Sasuke didn't know, and neither did he wish to figure out, but he would lie if he said that he didn't find pleasure in the awed, fascinated expression he always found in Naruto's eyes.
His fellow knights found it odd, but Sasuke explained that Naruto wished to be a knight like them. They had laughed at first, but then began to ignore the servant's presence. Sometimes, they would answer Naruto's questions and show off some impressive moves for him to see, which caused him to release loud and impressed exclamations similar to those of impressionable children. Sasuke could only roll his eyes.
With Naruto's unfaltering resolve and hard work, Sasuke didn't doubt that he would probably be able to run for a position as a knight someday. It was too bad that he was too impatient for his own good.
000
The nightly breeze carried a slight chill to it as it made Sasuke's black cloak swayed gently. The wide lake in front of him was calm, the bright crescent moon reflected in its dark surface. It was a peaceful, beautiful sight in a secluded place not too far from the castle, but too obscure to get to at that time because of the heavy foliage and the wild nocturnal animals. Luckily, he and Itachi knew the pathway there like the back of their hands.
In the past, Sasuke would go there when his mind needed to find peace. Sometimes, he'd go alone, and other times Itachi would keep him company and they'd sit on the ground, side by side, talking and watching the scenery until the sun rose.
Now, this was the place Itachi had chosen to teach Naruto how to control and use his powers.
On that day, Sasuke felt anything but at peace – his very soul was restless.
Itachi had a meeting with the King, so Sasuke and Naruto had made their way to the river together to wait for him for the lesson to start. It was no secret that Sasuke avoided being alone with his servant as much as he avoided someone infected with the plague, and this night was no exception.
He hated Naruto's unusual silence behind him as much as he hated those attentive eyes on him, and yet, he couldn't find the will to throw any sort of nasty remark his way because he felt very tired. It was a feeling that was still unknown to him, but Naruto's presence weighted him down, forcing his acknowledgement and attention. Sasuke could feel it in his own body – a strange sort of anxiousness and tension that was powerful and inescapable.
How he hated it. How he hated not being able to ignore it – this sentiment that he couldn't identify and knew nothing about, crawling underneath his skin and begging to be unleashed.
This was why he couldn't be alone with Naruto. This was why he didn't want Itachi away when they were together. This was why he couldn't teach him on his own.
Sasuke wasn't like Itachi – he didn't know how to deal with things like this. They had been alone for far too long and Naruto was now here to stay, now part of their little family. Sasuke didn't know how to even begin to love someone else and… Naruto was Itachi's.
Sasuke took a deep breath and turned the palm of his left hand upwards. He felt Naruto moving quietly until he was sitting down on the ground beside him at the safe distance of a wide step, but he didn't look at him even though he felt the urge to do so. Summoning his magic, he made three small spheres of fire emerge from his palms. He could feel a gentle warmth coming from the floating flames, but it didn't burn him at all. Vaguely, he heard Naruto gasp as the flames grew slightly. Sasuke closed his eyes, enjoying the simmering feeling in his veins. He lifted his hand a bit and blew on the flames, causing them to float gently towards the lake, his hand changing position so it was raised at head level, fingers spread and palm facing the scenery.
For a while, Sasuke manipulated with his energy the three fireballs so they were dancing and spiralling above the surface of the water in a beautiful spectacle of warm light. Naruto seemed content enough to watch it in silence, allowing Sasuke the time to lose himself for a while in the blissfulness of his magic's release. It was a feeling of an almost exhilarating nature, like arousal before sex.
As a magical being, Sasuke knew he was made for constant usage of magic and displays of power, but the reality he lived in didn't allow it. There was no place capable of accepting magicians out of fear of the church, and those who were like him, Itachi, and Naruto often didn't share the same ideals.
Creating a nation of magicians was an impossible feat. Although, Itachi did dream of the day when their kind would be able to live amongst normal humans without being hunted. Sasuke's faith, however, didn't reach ideals of such absurd proportions.
Next to him, Naruto stood, and even though Sasuke didn't acknowledge the action, he felt his senses sharpen and his body tensing instantly on alert.
Naruto approached him until he was right beside him. A hand reached out to cover the back of Sasuke's, interlacing his fingers with the knight's.
Sasuke felt Naruto's magic flowing through his arm and all the way to his hand, the sensation a little ticklish but strong, and all of a sudden, the spheres of fire were flaming up and taking gigantic proportions, lighting up the lake and their surrounding environment and heating up the air. They looked like wild bonfires ready to devastate whatever they could find in their reach, and while Sasuke knew that his power was strong and his control flawless, Naruto's magic was able to power it up to astounding proportions. Sasuke knew this because he could feel in his body the small amount to energy the other male was using as opposed to what he could use.
"Doesn't fire become stronger when empowered by wind?" Naruto asked softly, looking at Sasuke, who only watched the phenomenal display. He had no courage to comment what he knew to be true. Naruto was an air wielder, while Sasuke and Itachi were fire wielders. Naruto's nature was, of course, very complimentary to theirs.
Gently, Naruto's thumb caressed Sasuke's hand, and slowly, the fire died out progressively until it disappeared completely, leaving them in the semi-darkness again.
Looking to the side, Sasuke found Naruto's eyes still on him. His breath caught.
"You know," Naruto started carefully, lowering Sasuke's hand and coming closer until his chest was pressed against his side. "You don't need to keep your guard up so much right now. It's just the two of us."
That was precisely the problem, Sasuke considered, eyeing Naruto's lips who had come dangerously close to his without him even noticing. He could feel Naruto's rapid heartbeat against his arm and his magic pulsating excitingly, calling out to his like a melody, and this did nothing to soothe Sasuke's spirit.
But he couldn't find the strength to move away.
"Itachi will be coming soon," he said, voice low but thankfully steady.
One of Naruto's hands moved to rest over the small of Sasuke's back, his other one releasing Sasuke's fingers. "And?" he whispered, resting said hand on the curve of Sasuke's neck, directly over his skin. His nose brushed Sasuke's. "He knows we want each other."
The intimacy brought chills down Sasuke's spine. His eyes searched Naruto's features. The other wasn't exactly moving to kiss him, but the intent itself was suffocating enough, their breaths colliding between them, intoxicating.
Pushing Naruto away would be easy for him, but he enjoyed the tension far too much and was frustrated at himself for it.
"It's precisely because he knows that we can't do this," Sasuke said, bringing a hand to Naruto's arm, simply to touch.
"You think too much," Naruto muttered, bringing their foreheads together and brushing a thumb over Sasuke's jaw, tenderly. "He said I could have other people, but he's the only lover I've had so far, and I don't want anyone else but him. And you."
"I'm his brother," Sasuke hissed, his heart racing with the gentle caresses he wasn't used to. "I'm not 'other people'."
"No, you're definitely not," Naruto agreed, with a chuckle. "Which is probably why Itachi wouldn't mind as much as if I were to bed strangers."
Leaning away a bit, Sasuke frowned. "Don't assume to know Itachi better than I do," he replied, between clenched teeth. "He cares about you, and not just as an assistant and a sex partner."
"I know," Naruto said, seriously.
"Do you even love him?" Sasuke whispered, accusingly. Naruto merely eyed him, eyebrows quirked upwards with hurt.
"That's not even questionable," he muttered, heatedly. "Itachi was my saviour. He gave me a home, a job, a family… he saved from myself and he believes in me. He doesn't stop me from improving myself." He took a deep breath. "I'll never be able to repay what he's given me, and in a way, I'm glad because that means I won't ever need to leave his side."
Sasuke felt oddly confused by those words, but also relieved and maybe a little… he didn't understand if it was anger, jealousy or even gratitude.
But he did know that he didn't understand himself, or even Naruto.
"If he means that much to you, then why are you pursuing me?" he asked, even though he knew the answer. However, he wasn't sure if he simply wanted to listen to Naruto saying it out of some inner desire or because he was that much of a masochist.
"Sasuke…" Naruto's hand moved so it was loosely gripping the hair at the back of Sasuke's neck, the action bringing their faces closer once more. Unconsciously, Sasuke's own hand gripped the other's arm and he licked his lips to wet them.
What am I even doing?
"You mean, to me, as much as he does," Naruto replied, softly, longing filling his words. "The way you're always so unforgiving but hardworking. The way you are gentle when no-one is expecting. It's because you are who you are that I want to become someone you could see as an equal." The blond smiled, his lips coming into contact with Sasuke's in the lightest of touches. "I want to be yours as much as I am his."
Time itself seemed to stop. Neither knew who moved first, but there was only so much longing and desire a man could take before it brought him to madness, and truth be told, Sasuke's resolve had been poked and bended for far too long, so when his mouth came into brutal contact with Naruto's, it felt like the overwhelming weight upon his shoulders was instantly lifted and all that remained was this overflow of conflicting feelings of self-disgust and ecstasy.
His heartbeat was strong and painful inside his chest – something he had never felt before while kissing another person – and his breath got stuck inside his lungs, his head spinning.
He wasn't used to feeling these things – raw desire and a yearning so strong that it rendered him powerless and in awe.
One of his hands pulled at Naruto's shirt by his chest, the other arm surrounding the blond by the neck as Sasuke parted his lips more so his tongue had easy access to the one in front of it, his body pressing itself violently as close as possible, moaning when Naruto held him just as tightly with the same intense need he felt.
He didn't think he had ever known what genuine lust was before he had met Naruto. He had had no idea what it meant to genuinely want someone before his body had started to long for Naruto's. Up until now he had merely fucked people out of simple male need, and for him, it was very easy to find willing companions, but that didn't mean that he had any particular attraction towards them.
But this… this was a very intimate and sentimental experience for him, stronger and bigger than himself, and he felt it in his body, heart and soul. He didn't know what it was, or what he should do about it.
But maybe it was just the desire, he thought desperately, as Naruto broke the kiss to attack his neck fervently, making him gasp. Maybe this is was all about sex and lust. Maybe it would fade once they got through this and fucked. If they got everything out of their system, maybe things could finally be the way they were supposed to.
So it wasn't like he was lost in his own dementia when he allowed Naruto's hands to run over his body, possessively, shivers shaking his very existence because of the so longed for touch. It was with a desperate fervour that both their hands fought do undo each other's trousers, mouths meeting again in a painful clash as their tongues slid over each other over and over again in indecently noisy slurps.
Sasuke found himself falling helplessly to the ground with Naruto's weight on top of him between his thighs, unwilling to break the kiss as he used one hand to brace himself and another to invade inside Sasuke's shirt so it was roaming freely over his torso, his touch burning over sensitized skin.
Naruto's hips moved harshly against Sasuke's, bringing their fully formed erections into excruciating and blissful contact that had them both moaning loudly from the friction. Sasuke, though, was far too impatient for foreplay – they had postponed this for far too long and all those feelings that being in Naruto's arms gave him were suffocating him – he couldn't handle them and he needed them to stop.
Against Naruto's mouth, he made a complaining noise of anxiety, causing the blond to lean away from him to sit back on his heels. Sasuke tried to ignore the sudden feeling of emptiness he felt by the lack of contact. When Naruto's far too blue eyes landed on him, filled with desire and emotion, he felt a tightness in his throat he didn't welcome at all.
Why did this feel so different from everything else?
Still, Sasuke wasn't willing to give his own emotions away the way Naruto did, so he wasted no time in lifting his hips up to push his trousers down, the other male helping him in removing them – which was quite a feat considering Sasuke's boots, so he managed to remove one boot and one trouser leg. His movements were so clumsy it made Sasuke feel both annoyed and amused, so Naruto decided that it was best to leave it at that before he completely ruined the mood.
Sasuke watched in anticipation as Naruto rummaged the pockets inside of his own trousers before fishing out a small pouch made of leather that he opened so he could stick three fingers inside of it. Sasuke knew what that was rather well, so he immediately spread his legs further apart, exposing as much as himself as he could, his heart beating fast with the rush of adrenaline running through his body.
Naruto noticed the action and, again, looked at him with his mouth hanging slightly open, a fascinated expression spattered all over his features. That hungry look made Sasuke feel flushed and powerless and he hated it as much as he enjoyed it.
"Don't just stare, you buffoon," Sasuke hissed impatiently, reaching out to hold his hard shaft and give it a few languid strokes that attracted the other's eyes immediately. "Just do it already."
Naruto seemed embarrassed for being caught in such a vulnerable moment, but his expression quickly darkened to one of lustful annoyance.
"You and your mouth…" the blond hissed, sounding both endeared and angry. "Let's see how well it works once I'm taking you the way you deserve it."
Sasuke glared at him, eyes narrowing as Naruto placed the pouch down on the ground beside them and towered over him again, capturing his lips in a hot kiss that made him feel dizzy.
When he felt two fingers probing at his entrance, he took a sharp intake of breath but didn't complain. Sasuke didn't allow himself to be taken often, so it wasn't a surprise to him that it felt slightly uncomfortable, especially since Naruto didn't seem exactly keen on taking his time prepping him, the fingers entering him rather easily thanks to the very slick, gelatinous substance in them. It burned, but in the best of ways.
Sasuke needed it to be like this – raw, fast and ruthless. He didn't have this when fucking women, and most men he had been with were very submissive, which was why he had a hard time giving himself like this – because he knew he couldn't expect this kind of manly intensity that he needed like he needed air in his lungs.
He had needed this, he understood it now.
"Ah…" Sasuke panted, moving his hand faster on his leaking cock and using the other to fist Naruto's hair, the other male licking thirstily at the seams of his parted lips.
Those rough, far too precise fingers weren't hesitant in moving in and out him several times, forcing acceptance and stretching him as much as they could, and even though there was no gentleness to the action, Sasuke could still sense a certain restrained care there. The fingers withdrew, and when they penetrated him again, a third one had joined them, making Sasuke hiss at the added width, lost in the blissfulness of pleasure and pain.
"You're so tight…" Naruto whispered breathlessly, after pulling away to shower kisses all over Sasuke's neck. "How long has it been, Sasuke? Were you saving yourself for me, huh?"
Sasuke released a choked laughter that died out in the next moment.
Had he? Hadn't he allowed others to have him because he was unconsciously wanting it this way? With Naruto?
Since Naruto didn't seem to expect an answer, Sasuke gave him none. The three fingers left him and in a marvelled, anguishing daze, Sasuke felt Naruto move to push his own trousers down and release his erection, all the while planting loving, possessive kisses all over his face, mouth, jaw and neck.
Barely able to breathe, Sasuke looked up at the beautiful starry sky and wondered what the hell he was getting himself into. Vaguely, he prayed to some existing deity to make it all go away once it was over.
He could feel Naruto leaning away and positioning himself over his entrance. He could feel those eyes on him, pleading, demanding, filled with hundreds of things he didn't want to see. When Naruto carefully pressed himself inside until he was buried to the hilt, Sasuke had to close his eyes and bite on his lower lip hard. He was ready for the pain, but he wasn't ready for the devastating feeling of completion that accompanied it. Having Naruto inside felt otherworldly.
These feelings, this yearning…
Have I been lonely all this time?
"Heaven's help me…" Naruto gasped, falling on top of him again with his unbearable heat. "Sasuke…"
Releasing his cock, Sasuke put his arms around the body over him and pressed his lips to Naruto's temple. He didn't know why he was doing this, but it made Naruto shiver shamelessly.
And then, the blond moved. Slowly, he pulled out, only to push himself inside again in one swift, precise movement that hit all the right spots in Sasuke's body and made him groan. Naruto did this a few times, experimentally, sometimes pulling out and rotating his hips as he pressed back in, probably to test Sasuke's reaction, but the knight was already a twitching mass of need, lost in his own agony of coital ecstasy.
There was no doubt that Itachi had taught Naruto well. The thought made Sasuke tighten his hold on the man and spread his legs further apart so he could attempt to move against him in a clear invitation for more; Naruto understood the message well, because he didn't stop himself from moving faster in hard thrusts that almost made him lose himself.
Their magic pulsated strongly between them, surrounding them, drawing them to each other as powerfully as ever as they moved together wildly, their breaths fast and uncoordinated, echoing in the night air, the sounds of their bodies meeting deafening and sinfully sensual.
Was this what meant to be 'lost in throes of passion'?
Sasuke released a guttural growl and effectively manoeuvred them so their positions were reversed with Naruto on his back and Sasuke straddling him. Naruto's eyes were wide and animalistic, luminous thanks to his magic as they looked up at Sasuke in reverence. Sasuke straightened his back and reached out behind him to grab for Naruto's shaft and position it over his entrance again, his gaze never leaving Naruto's as he lowered himself.
Naruto's hands stretched out to touch him beneath his shirt in wonder and Sasuke started moving, riding him slowly, meaningfully, feeling a sadistic pleasure when Naruto's eyes rolled to the back of his head.
"Did you fuck him?" Sasuke breathed demandingly. "Did you fuck Itachi today?"
Naruto looked at him, slightly confused, but nodded absently, his trembling hands massaging Sasuke's chest.
For some reason, this made Sasuke feel angry and simultaneously reach a whole new level of arousal.
He offered the man under him a nasty smirk. "And yet, you are fucking me with this same cock," he hissed. Moved by impulse, he moved his hand at an impressive speed to close his fingers around Naruto's throat, forcing the other's head to slam on the ground without, however, stopping the movement of his hips. Naruto merely released a tiny whine and looked up at him with ferocity, but he didn't seem scared of him. Sasuke laughed bitterly – that look was amazing. "I loathe you with everything I have."
His hand squeezed Naruto's throat, not enough to damage but enough to be threatening, and this seemed to cause their desire to spiral out of control.
Merlin help him, he was going to cum, and by Naruto's loud, desperate moan, he was just as close.
With his other hand, he grabbed for one of Naruto's and brought it to his cock, silently demanding to be pleasured and Naruto of course complied, jerking him off quickly. The feeling was overwhelming and Sasuke had to close his eyes tightly shut.
He was only vaguely aware of Naruto bending his legs so he could thrust upwards against him, the intense penetration rocking his body brutally and bringing jolts of pleasure up his spine. Sasuke had no idea what he was doing, his body unsure of whether to fuck itself on Naruto's cock or to fuck Naruto's hand. He ended up mindlessly doing both, not even caring about being quiet anymore.
And suddenly, Naruto was swelling inside of him, filling him with liquid warmth and Sasuke followed him, his seed leaving him in long, seemingly unending spurts of pearly white all over the other male's hand and shirt.
After a few awkward heartbeats, they stilled, breathing loudly.
That had been, by far, the best orgasm of his life. His whole body tensing and relaxing in sheer pleasure.
Tired but euphoric, he looked down at Naruto, whose eyes were also trained on him. Slowly, he regained a little of his natural, composed state of mind to realize he was still gripping Naruto's neck. Feeling guilty, he relaxed his hold and was relieved to see that there was no angry red mark, just the normal kind of pinkish that would fade in a few minutes.
Naruto was panting, his gaze heavy but gentle, focused on Sasuke alone with so much feeling he felt trapped by it, his heart melting and then becoming terribly heavy.
And then, it hit him.
They had actually gone through with it. They had become intimate and it hadn't been anything like all those other people Sasuke had fucked.
The hunger, the feelings… they hadn't gone away. Just by looking at Naruto he knew…
The longing was still there.
Why?
No…
"This was a mistake," Sasuke said, his voice sounding as empty as he felt. "And it will never happen again."
Naruto's expression changed to one of horror and hurt, and seeing it was the last thing Sasuke needed right now.
"A mistake?" Naruto gasped, disbelievingly moving to a sitting position as Sasuke pushed the other man's hands away from him and got up, wincing a bit at the sensation of Naruto's cock slipping out of him. Naruto tried to grab for his arm, but he snatched it away from his grip, putting his trousers back on properly as fast as humanly possible. "What do you mean? We both wanted it and you know it! You know you have feelings for me as I have for you! I felt it, and I'm sure that you…"
"II just told you that I hated you," Sasuke hissed coolly, looking around in the darkness for his missing boot until he found it. He really, really didn't want to listen to anything the other had to say – he couldn't. "Don't fool yourself into thinking that I didn't mean it just because we were doing it."
Naruto got on his knees, and Sasuke knew he was hurting him just as he knew that Naruto was aware of how much everything he was saying was a blatant lie.
Still, once his clothes were back on, Sasuke all but composed them and his cloak with hands that were shaking but that he tried had to keep steady. He needed to get out of there. He couldn't be in Itachi's presence after this and he definitely could not be with Naruto anymore.
"Don't do this…" Naruto pleaded, getting to his feet. "Sasuke!"
But the young knight was already walking away.
It didn't matter if his heart ached or if his body longed to go back to Naruto. The line had been crossed, and there was no turning back now.
Sasuke's disappointment in himself seemed to know no boundaries.
He needed to find solace someplace safe, and he knew just who to turn to.
000
Sasuke's head was bent, one of his knees on the ground in front of his King's throne. He could feel the gentle eyes of both his Majesty and his Queen on him, assessing him, but he was decided. He had thought things over and over in his head, and regardless of what he had promised Itachi, truth was…
After what had happened between him and Naruto he couldn't stay. He needed time for himself, away from the blond so he could think things through. He wanted nothing more than to go back to normal and have all the feelings inside of him die completely.
Feelings that still lingered in him. He thought they'd cease once something happened, but if anything, the craving increased. That wasn't right.
Naruto was Itachi's lover and he was not to be shared. His brother had longed for another person's love for far too long, and he deserved that Naruto gave him all of him.
Hopefully, Naruto's own feelings could subside if Sasuke wasn't around.
"Well, I'm glad you have agreed to my proposal," His Majesty said, calmly. "I have high hopes for you, Sasuke, and look forward to the day when you'll be my personal advisor. It saddens me that you'll have to travel for a while, but it is a necessity, you see."
"My duty is to serve you as you see fit, My Lord," Sasuke said with firmness, but making sure he kept his tone as reverent as he felt. "Whatever your wishes are, I am more than happy to abide to them. I live to serve you until the day I die."
"Please, rise and regard me, my friend," His Majesty said, vehemently, and Sasuke obeyed, getting to his feet and proudly straightening up, his eyes immediately finding the King's. "Make the necessary arrangements for your journey, for you must leave as soon as possible. Juugo will be your guard and traveling companion, and you must seek a suitable servant to tend to both your needs since Naruto is a precious helper of your brother's. Come to me later and Jiraiya and I will explain the negotiations you are supposed to do."
"Yes, My Lord," Sasuke muttered, with a graceful bow. "Thank you."
Without another word, he turned around and stepped out of the large throne room, trying not to allow his own sadness to destroy his resolve.
000
The stables were rather quiet and empty for such an early time in the afternoon, but Sasuke found himself enjoying the time alone he had.
Word said that Naruto was looking for him, so Sasuke had been trying to avoid him at all costs. He hadn't spent the night at their chambers, so surely, Itachi was also concerned, but Sasuke couldn't find the courage to face him.
He knew he had hurt the blond with his parting words after their rather passionate encounter, but they weren't supposed to become lovers, or live some kind of ardent affair.
Sasuke had thought about it, over and over again. Itachi had basically given them his blessing, but that was just the type of person he was, wanting those around him to be happy and live in harmony, but Sasuke knew better. Itachi loved Naruto, and no matter what he said, sharing him with his brother would break his heart and make him feel miserable. It would be different if Naruto had other affairs outside of their home – meaningless people Itachi knew little about – but Sasuke…
Sasuke had thought it was all about magic and sex between him and Naruto, but it turned out that wasn't the case at all. He wouldn't call it 'love', but there was certainly a darker, dirtier side to it that was also emotional and dangerous. And Sasuke couldn't have that. He couldn't even conceive the idea of him and Naruto displaying such ludicrous behaviour in front of Itachi. Just thinking about it made Sasuke's heart ache – there was no way he'd ever do anything to hurt his brother or to get in the way of what was his happiness.
Besides… there were sides of him Itachi should never see.
It had always been about the two of them, and for a long time, Sasuke had loved Itachi and only him. That love had always been pure and unconditional, so unique and strong that the youngest one had always doubted that the day would come when he'd come to love and cherish someone with the same intensity.
Sasuke couldn't have anything or anyone ruining that.
But Naruto had already begun to disrupt everything. Sasuke wanted him but didn't want him to stop loving Itachi. He wanted Itachi to have what he had always wanted.
But he hated it when Naruto and Itachi fucked. Sure, he had always felt uncomfortable with Itachi's previous lovers, but with Naruto it just angered him. And it wasn't just because of Naruto – thinking about Itachi and Naruto together confused him for reasons he couldn't understand. He got mad, restless and unbearably aroused. He felt… lonely and this caused a strong surge of constant longing to follow him no matter where he went.
It was best not to think about it. It would all be over soon.
With a sigh, Sasuke kept brushing the mane of his beautiful black horse lovingly with comb. He had already spend a while washing the stallion properly and it looked absolutely shiny and majestic – a horse fit for a king, but belonging to a knight who would soon be the King's right hand man.
The corner of Sasuke's lip curved upwards bitterly. He was doing the right thing at the right time, before things got out of hand.
"Why didn't you tell me you were leaving?" Itachi's voice was calm but clear, and it startled Sasuke out of his thoughts.
Sasuke looked over his shoulder, his eyebrows quirked upwards. He knew Itachi's stealth was rather impressive, but he rarely used it, least of all to keep himself from being sensed by Sasuke. Even his magic had been concealed to not be noticed.
Itachi looked as calm as he had sounded, but there was an intensity in his eyes that displayed how upset he felt.
"It's only for a while," Sasuke said plainly, with an elegant shrug of his shoulders, his heart falling at his feet at what he saw.
"A while?" Itachi muttered, eyes narrowing. "You're going to another kingdom and it could take days before the other ruler can decide whether they want to accept the proposals or not. This could take a long time, Sasuke."
Sighing again, Sasuke looked away from his brother, proceeding to carefully brush his horse's long mane. While he had seen this coming, he didn't feel in the mood for this kind of discussion. Still, he didn't have the heart to dismiss it out of the great respect he had for his older brother.
"Jiraiya is sick, and he will die soon," he explained simply. "His Majesty wants me to be his new advisor, but for that I need to prove my efficiency with not only delivering proposals to other kingdoms but also by learning how to directly manage issues regarding our country and our feudal lords. It's only normal that I have to be away."
Itachi's steps on the ground were slow but reverberated loudly in Sasuke's ears, and for some reason, he felt his heart beating faster as his brother approached him. Itachi was a kind man, and yet, he was very capable of being a true menace when angry, and right now, Sasuke felt that threatening presence like a blade to his chest, powerful and intimidating.
It wasn't something that he was used to, and not exactly something he knew how to handle.
As a strong chest collided with his back, Sasuke barely managed to stop a gasp from escaping him, and as he felt lips brushing the back of his ear, causing his hands to still and every hair in his body stick up as a chill ran down his spine.
He didn't know what it was, but there was something terribly wrong with him just then.
"Is this sudden turn of events brought about by what happened with Naruto?" Itachi whispered, his voice deceivingly soft. "Do you think you need to leave because you two fucked?"
Sasuke found himself unable to breathe. Panic assaulted him.
Had Itachi seen them? Had Naruto told him?
That moronic fool…
But of course he'd tell Itachi. If there was one thing he had of good was that he was blindly loyal to him, and while it frustrated Sasuke, it wasn't something he could berate Naruto for because that devotion was precious and something he was thankful for.
He felt hands sliding up his arms, slowly until they were resting on his shoulders, the touch making him tense for reasons he couldn't understand.
"I'm leaving because I need to," Sasuke said, his voice coming out low and slightly breathless. "What happened between Naruto and myself was a mistake I will not allow to happen again."
Itachi's hands clenched around his shoulders in a strong but not hurtful grip. "You are foolish and naïve, Sasuke," he whispered with a smooth coolness that had Sasuke shivering involuntarily. "Naruto is mine, yes, because he chose to be. But he also chose to be yours. I'm not offended by that. In fact, I'm glad because I know you, and I know you'd love him the way he deserves to be loved."
"I don't love him," Sasuke hissed at once. "You have it all wrong."
Itachi's movements were shockingly fast, but Sasuke knew he could've fought them if he had been in his right state of mind, but as it was, he merely felt himself being turned around and slammed back against his poor stallion, dropping the comb in his hand. The animal stumbled a bit to the side with a small noise of complaint but didn't move further as Sasuke stumbled backwards with it but quickly regained his footing, looking up at Itachi's now openly furious (and sad) face.
"Do you understand nothing?" the older man hissed, shaking his head from side to side, his fists clenched at his sides. "I do not know how to live without you, Sasuke. If you leave for such a frivolous reason, you'll be breaking something potentially good for yourself and your bond with Naruto. Why would you do that? Why would you run away from something you never had before?"
"Because I don't need a bond with him!" Sasuke snapped, feeling his temper rising for far too many pent up frustration, straightening up defiantly. "I just need a bond with you and our Sovereigns. That's the only 'love' I need, and the only 'love' I want! I don't want anyone to be on the same level as you, and if Naruto is here to ruin that then I don't care what you say or what I have to do, Itachi!"
His brother looked surprised by his words, but Sasuke was too wound up already to leave it at that, words he didn't even think about leaving his mouth without his consent. "I hate him for doing this to me! He's supposed to love only you and it drives me crazy that you even consider accepting this situation while pretending it doesn't hurt you! I hurt! I hate it when he fucks you and I hate it when you fuck him! I hate you for making me go through this over and over again because I don't understand why you do it!" Sasuke punched his chest brutally. "You were always enough for me, Itachi! I never needed 'love' because you were enough! But I'm not enough for you, I never was! Why?! Because you can't fuck me?"
Again, his brother moved faster than he could predict, and Sasuke felt the harsh slap across his face before he even saw it, the blow turning his head to the side brutally, making his breath catch and his eyes water. Then, before he could even process it, he was being pulled forward by the collar of his shirt and his mouth was being painfully captured by a demanding set of soft lips that assaulted it without shame.
Hungrily, he felt those same lips sliding over his with a harshness that was unfamiliar to him and something in the back of his mind told him that that pain, that possessive and all-consuming kiss that left no room for denial was being delivered by his brother.
Disoriented and dazed in a psychological state much like he had been when he had allowed Naruto to take him, Sasuke moved instinctively, his body reacting easily as if automatically drawn to Itachi's as he surrounded his sibling by the neck in a desperate hug and responded to a kiss he had had no idea he had longed for before it had happened.
But, indeed, he had, and many things clicked inside of him as he parted his lips to accept Itachi's eager tongue inside his mouth, moaning as he sucked on it to have a taste of heaven, pressing himself more to the body in front of him.
This was why Itachi's love had been enough for him. This was what he wanted and the reason why so many things felt out of place – had always felt out of place.
Why hadn't he seen it before? How come? Because they were brothers? Had this fact clouded his vision to what he had felt all along?
He was overwhelmed by the sudden intensity of how he felt, his anger quickly turning to an overflow of feelings – awe, love, lust and confusion. It was excruciating and exciting, and Itachi felt it too.
How long?
How long had they been dancing around each other like this, wanting each other without knowing? Or had Itachi known all along?
But it stopped as quickly as it had begun, because Itachi was pulling away, brusquely releasing Sasuke and taking a few uncoordinated steps backwards, leaving the young knight feeling empty, his arms stretched out in front of him as if still reaching out for him.
They were both panting as they stared at each other with wide eyes, neither able to move until Itachi brought the back of his hand to his mouth, his cheeks flushed. He looked genuinely horrified by his own audacity.
Sasuke could only look at him, his mouth hanging open, shocked and confused, but mostly, filled with such need he wanted nothing more than to run back to his brother's embrace and lose himself in what was rightfully theirs.
Just like he had felt with Naruto.
Rightfully theirs…
No…
Sasuke swallowed hard. They were brothers. What the hell was he thinking? Of course Itachi would refuse him, of course he wouldn't admit to his feelings like that. It was a sin against nature itself.
Itachi lowered his hand and swallowed hard, his expression becoming sad, almost as if disappointed in himself and it broke Sasuke's heart to see it. He wanted to tell Itachi that he wasn't mad or disgusted. He wanted to tell him that it would be alright, but his voice was trapped inside his throat and he knew that it was best to not say nothing at all than to utter useless lies.
How could anything possibly be alright ever again after this? After their feelings for each other, after Naruto…
Everything was broken.
Was this why Itachi had wanted to find a lover? Because he couldn't have Sasuke the way he wanted?
Was this why he had never told Sasuke how he felt? Out of fear that things would turn out like this?
"I love you," Itachi whispered dejectedly. "And yes, Sasuke. That's exactly why you're not enough."
Cold seeped into Sasuke's bones and the feeling was more painful to him than Itachi's sharp slap across his face – this felt like a punch to his heart. His very existence was hurting.
Pressing his lips together, he lifted his chin up with as much dignity as he could and firmly walked pass Itachi and out of the stable. Itachi did nothing to stop him or to call him back.
Sasuke wasn't one prone to crying, but for the first time in his life, he felt tears of utter despair and frustration burn his eyes. He wasn't angry at his brother, or at Naruto, or even at himself. In the end, no-one was to blame, but when it came down to it, they were all at fault without even realizing it.
But this darkness was his alone and Itachi didn't need to be a part of it, and neither did Naruto. Naruto didn't need to know how stained they both were.
Itachi had been smart, and wise, but Sasuke had made him lose control and open the gates of what, surely, was his personal hell.
However, Naruto would surely be able to erase that sin from him with his love and devotion, and Sasuke would never do anything to stop it from happening.
But Sasuke himself didn't love the way Itachi did. More than ever, Itachi was the higher being in his heart, and that wouldn't change.
Naruto wasn't meant for him, and neither was Itachi.
Or maybe Itachi was, but couldn't.
Sasuke would drown in his own love and in his own longing. For his brother, for Naruto… it didn't matter anyway, he would endure it because it was all he could do to salvage what was left of this mess.
Things would never be the same for the three of them, but at least those two could be happy. If Sasuke could make sure of it, then he'd do whatever it took.
Even if it would break him, even if he was doomed to being alone and away from everything he loved and desired... he knew, now, that he wouldn't allow his disgraceful filth to taint those two.
Swallowing a sob, Sasuke angrily rubbed at his eyes with the palm of one hand. He had to go and see Juugo (again) – they needed to leave as soon as possible.
000
Itachi hadn't slept, eagerly waiting for Sasuke's return to their tower. Naruto had spent the entire day and night looking for him, but Sasuke did a good job hiding when he truly wanted to, and it wasn't like his fellow knights would ever tell the young assistant about his whereabouts.
Itachi was more than ready to commit some kind of crime. He couldn't believe he had allowed his emotions to get the best out of him, but overhearing from a servant that rumour told Sasuke was going to travel to negotiate with other kingdoms had been quite the violent blow to his heart. Not that he wasn't happy, in a way, that His Majesty wanted Sasuke as his right hand man, but Sasuke, who usually told Itachi everything, had not told him about it. The fact that his little brother hadn't manifested himself only meant that he had been bent on leaving without saying a word.
This had made him feel like his world was about to crumble down underneath his feet. Sasuke was his family – he was everything to him and everything Itachi lived for. They had never been apart for more than a couple of days, so of course this was terrifying for him.
But maybe it hadn't been so if this was brought upon by a natural course of action, where things were processed normally as they had always been.
But it had been a while since Sasuke had started to distance himself from him, and even more from Naruto. The two had a strong pull towards each other, and no matter how much Sasuke had expectedly avoided it, Itachi could see his resolve breaking with every passing day.
The three of them were a family in spite of the different dynamics. Itachi knew Naruto cared deeply for the both of them, and he knew that Sasuke, regardless of his often cold behaviour towards the blond, cherished his attention and the devotion he bestowed upon Itachi.
Which was why he had never wanted to go through with his impulses, even though Itachi had openly approved of it.
Of course, Itachi's 'approval' came solely from his own need of having things balanced, because there was no denying the jealously that constantly bubbled inside of him whenever he so much as saw the way his brother and Naruto looked at each other.
But now things had taken an unfortunate turn Itachi hadn't been expecting. Sasuke and Naruto had gotten involved, and filled with guilt, Sasuke felt the need leave and Itachi had been overcome with fear and had done the last thing he should've ever done.
He had kissed him, openly and obviously admitting to his darkest, deepest feelings.
Oddly enough, Sasuke had responded, but whether this meant reciprocity or simply that he had acted on impulse, Itachi didn't know. But it had to be fixed. He couldn't afford to lose Sasuke – he'd die, he was sure of it.
Of course, he hadn't told Naruto about what had occurred between himself and Sasuke. Naruto may be very open and liberal, but Itachi seriously doubted that he'd be liberal enough to accept his desire for his own brother. Itachi feared Naruto's disgust, and he couldn't risk losing Naruto as well.
Going to his brother's room, Itachi found a satchel on top of the bed, already packed with basic necessities and clothes. The innocent satchel begged for acts of extreme violence directed towards it, but Itachi refrained from touching it, taking solace in the thought that Sasuke would have to come for it at some point.
Failing in retrieving Sasuke, Naruto had returned to the tower, looking tired and genuinely terrified. In silence, the two waited for the youngest Uchiha.
At dawn, there was movement outside their door, but they found that they were being visited not by Sasuke but by his closest fellow knight, Juugo. The large man stated that he was there to retrieve Sasuke's things for the journey.
Itachi didn't think he could possibly feel more devastated.
"He's leaving without saying goodbye?" Itachi muttered, following the imposing man as he calmly entered Sasuke's room to fetch the satchel. "Where is he?"
"I'm sorry, My Lord Itachi," Juugo said calmly, throwing the satchel over his shoulder. "I was asked to fetch for his traveling possessions and this is all I know."
"He can't simply leave like this!" Naruto said in a panicked voice as Juugo made his way towards the door. He followed the knight, desperately gripping a bit of his cloak to catch his attention, and Juugo stopped in his tracks, looking over his shoulder with an impassive expression. "Please, take me to him!"
"I have no permission to do it," Juugo stated, with a small frown. "We're not leaving permanently."
"You don't understand! Permanently or not, we must seem him before he leaves!" Naruto pleaded stubbornly. "There was a misunderstanding and we need to settle it! I…"
"Please, release my cloak at once." Juugo's voice was calm, gentle even, but the firmness of his words made Naruto shiver and swallow hard, releasing the fabric slowly. Juugo turned to the two men with that royal elegance that all knights seemed to possess and his eyes softened. "I do not know anything about this misunderstanding you are talking about, I am merely obeying orders. Sasuke is a fellow knight, and as such, we are both bounded by a code of loyalty and secrecy towards each other. I am to do what is requested of me without asking questions. If Sasuke didn't come and retrieve his things for himself, then I will assume that he didn't want to. So I beg of you, do not ask anymore of me and do not follow me or I will be forced to unsheathe my sword."
Naruto seemed shocked by the torrent of words leaving the man's mouth, so he took a step backwards, knowing better than to openly challenge such a strong, high positioned man. Itachi bit on his lower lip, his chest tight. He wouldn't be seeing his brother in a long time, if ever.
No, Sasuke would have to return, and when he did, they would seek for him. He couldn't run away forever. Itachi wouldn't allow it.
"Please, take care of him," Itachi said quietly, with a small and humble bow. "And, if it is not too much to ask… tell him that I will eagerly be waiting for him to return to our home."
Juugo watched him for a while, almost evaluating, before nodding once. "I will deliver the message."
The two men watched, tense, as Juugo left the room and closed the door behind him. In a fury, Naruto turned to Itachi, fists clenched and blue eyes alive with anger and loss.
"I will become stronger!" he hissed determinately. "I will learn how to fight, with or without him, and I'll beat him to the ground! I'll make him understand everything, Itachi! I'll fix this stupid mess! That damned dramatic coward!"
Itachi heaved a sigh, covering his eyes with his hand. Was there even a way to fix things? Was there even a chance of the three of them ever going back to what they used to be?
Itachi held his breath, chest filled with nothing but anguish.
Had he even done the right thing in bringing Naruto home?
In the end… even as it was… maybe Sasuke had been enough, after all.
TBC…
One more part to go and this story will be finished. You guys have no idea how happy this makes me, so hopefully wrapping up this fic will give me motivation to update faster so it's one less on the list.
I'll be sad to see this one go, though. SIN has a special place in my heart.
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