A/N : Hello everyone! Thank you for your continued support on this ridiculous story! Please enjoy a gloriously long NARUsasu scene (and a little bit more InoSaku, and some KibaHina because I love the ladies). This chapter also contains my first effort at writing the HYUUGA RECONCILIATION!

Who's On Top?

It was a beautiful day in Konoha; one that perfectly fit the momentous occasion. All of the major ninja families were congregated in a beautiful clearing atop the Hokage monument, shaking hands, and smiling softly at one another; as befitting a nation in peace. Although, the picturesque scene probably wouldn't be idyllic for much longer, after the press conference was over; but for now, Naruto couldn't help smiling. Realizing this day was something that had been on his mind for a very long time, and now that they were finally here, making it happen...

"I can't believe this is really happening, huh?" he mused, trying for a light tone to match his close-eyed grin. However, his voice came out too low and raspy, betraying his true feelings. He looked out at the scene before and felt his throat clench, "Feels like-, I don't know-, it's…"

Sasuke put a hand on his back, moving in beside him, "I feel it too; even though, it'll be a mess probably…" he warned, giving his lover a small comforting squeeze, even though he also sounded nervous as all hell. "But it'll work out; if we all work together... I can't believe I'm saying this, but I believe in us - believe in a Konoha that can be better under your leadership." Naruto reached around him, and squeezed him tight too.

Tsunade raised a glass of champagne, non-alcoholic - to commemorate the occasion, "It's a new era for all of us," she said with a grin.

"If we can have your attention, please!" called Hinata Hyuuga; her normally delicate voice ringing clear and strong across the crowd. Her eyes looked set, determined as Naruto had never seen them before; and he felt a sense of pride swell up in him to finally see her come into her own.

She took a deep breathe, and began speaking, "Today's meeting has been called in order to communicate some very important facts about The Cage Bird Seal; the mark that has been a figurative and literal stain on the Hyuuga clan's organizational structure for several decades."

The crowd stilled, shocked into dead silence, but then it burst into commotion at the brand new Hyuuga clan head's bold declaration. Hinata tried to call for order but was ignored, until everyone noticed Akamaru and several other Inuzuka dogs begin to growl in fury; Kiba looking a little (secretly) proud from his position at her right hand.

When they finally calmed down, she continued again , "And although there have been individual members of the clan, and people from other clans, who have criticized this heinous practice; thus far, they have had limited success… and fatalistic consequences."

Hanabi Hyuuga raised a hand to her sister's shoulder, and the two nodded solemnly at each other before Hinata gesturing to their own father, "And that is because people like us - people of the 'Main Family,' if you'll excuse the antiquated language, have been adamant about maintaining the practice. That is… a shameful truth that we will have to acknowledge for as long as the Hyuuga clan remains."

At this point, Neji lowered his eyes to the floor; prompting Lee and Tenten to move closer behind him, protective and concerned, with Gai sensei looking very serious as well.

"But all that changes now." Hinata stated with finality, "Even though we haven't been branding people like cattle for several years now, since I ascended at the very least..." Here, she was forced to momentarily pause; smiling a little as some people (Hyuuga and non-Hyuuga members alike) cheered raucously.

"…Still, our work is not over!" she said, gesturing to the entire crowd, "We will work day and night with the newly founded Konoha Medical Ninjutsu Research Centre to reverse all of the seals performed, the Academy to ensure that our history, no matter how dark and problematic, is known by our descendants, and ANBU to make sure these sorts of practices stay a relic of the past."

Iruka, Sakura, and Sasuke all stepped forward, bowing low when Hinata herself began clapping, and indicating each of them in turn. Then, it was Sasuke's turn to speak, "We will be advocating for stronger bureaucratic and clan transparency from here on out, and seeking punitive and restorative measures against past failures. Take this is a warning, a threat, an idealistic dream, a joyous revelation, or whatever else you will…" he said, voice tense but clear as he spoke. All around him was pin-drop silence.

He raised his prosthetic hand, and placed it over his heart, "For so long, we have allowed people to suffer because of our narcissism, fears, and bloated clan-prides; to the detriment of everyone. If we have problems, let us try and tackle them honestly and head-on; with respect to due process and human rights; children's rights in particular. Let there be no more Hizashi Hyuugas… Or Itachi Uchihas… Or Naruto Uzumakis that need to bare the burden of our villages' failures and fears on their own shoulders… We are supposed to be a village, a community; so let's start acting like one."

Sasuke met Naruto's watery eyes with a small trembling smile, as the crowd burst into commotion.

There certainly were a lot of angry clans leaders who approached everyone involved afterwards, and especially Naruto for sanctioning this kind of action. They were outraged at being publicly blindsided by such a big revelation, and the threat of such invasive investigation into their 'private' clan on-goings, but somehow – with all of his friend's hopeful faces in the foreground, background, and everywhere else in between, and Sasuke's comforting heat never more than an arm's length away – Naruto felt invincible.

"When did you even have the time to write those speeches, hm?" Sakura asked when they got home that evening, as Ino slid off her white cardigan to hang up in the closet, "I know when I'm listening to you even when it's Hinata and Sasuke that are speaking, you know. You always write like you're screen-writing some cross between The King's Speech and an after school T.V. special... As if Sasuke came up with 'We are supposed to be a village, a community.'"

Ino laughed, nodding in agreement because Sakura was one hundred percent true. "Well, initially, Hinata was struggling with striking an appropriate tone, and Sasuke was… Well, Sasuke was just struggling," she explained, walking over to Sakura to help her remove her pink pearl necklace.

Sakura raised an eyebrow, and pulled her hair away from the back of her neck. "Yeah. I'll bet," she deadpanned, "Did he want to threaten every dissenter with his sharingan, or his rinnegan?"

"Surprisingly, neither!" Ino said in a considering tone, "This time he went straight for threats of castration. It was somehow gorier than just a plain death threat, and I figured it was probably something to do with-."

"Orochimaru. Of course." Sakura shuddered at the thought of the snake sannin spending hours practicing and perfecting castration methods for peak efficacy and pain, but then composed herself, "I mean Orochimaru's technique has been useful though; of course beyond it's obvious uses for maiming people, I can't say that I have never prescribed it as 'recommended treatment' for human traffickers and rapists... Would have liked to prescribe it for Danzou… You know, for his... Mental problems," she confessed, rolling her darkened green eyes.

Ino felt a shiver too; her girlfriend was so hot when she spoke about eliminating the dregs of humanity.

"Amen to that," Ino agreed, walking over to her office desk and picking up a lavender colored envelope entitled, 'Hinata, Cheers! For the Future' with a little heart sticker on the back, "But when used right, words can be just as powerful as weapons… And it's time people started using their words first." She summoned a shadow clone and handed her the letter, nodding once as she viewed her own figure take off into the sunset, towards the Hyuuga compound.

"Well, now that it's over, Hinata definitely needs to take a break to-OO!?" Ino cried, suddenly swept off of her feet into Sakura's strong arms; lithe and pale, and wrapped effortlessly around her waist and legs.

Sakura's green eyes twinkled in bemusement at her girlfriend's little yelp, "Yeah, yeah, we all know what your idea of a relaxing break is."

Ino winked at her, twirling a strand of Sakura's pink hair in her fingers, "Hopefully Kiba will too!"

Naruto - X- Sasuke

For Hinata Hyuuga

Naruto's favorite part of sex is the foreplay and the teasing - so naturally he likes to drag the process out for much longer than his impatient Uchiha partner would prefer. Biting down onto the back of his hand, Sasuke struggles not to moan as Naruto licks hot trails down his chest, pausing at all of his familiar sensitive spots, to suck and bite down harder. Naruto likes to draw his nipples into his mouth and roll his tongue against the small buds until they are hard and wet and Sasuke's whines edge on just the right side of painful.

By the time Naruto reaches his hard length, Sasuke's hand looks like its been in a blender from trying to keep himself quiet, and he's plucked out at least a handful of Naruto's blond hair in frustration. It's pointless, but Naruto thinks that it's cute that Sasuke tries to keep his sounds down so much; as though Naruto was some kind of idiot who would miss how hard Sasuke was, or how his hips kept bucking up, rubbing their erections together for more. Desperate.

In an uncharacteristic display of cruelty, Naruto loves to bend over and simply breathe as delicately as possible over Sasuke's cock, running feather-light barely there touches up and down his length. If he was not so caught up in not cumming early, Sasuke would be impressed by Naruto's gentleness and subtlety; but here, it just makes him pant harder and harder. Naruto, luckily, is a people-pleaser at heart - especially when it came to his cute tsun boyfriend - ad is happy to end Sasuke's woes by swallowing him in down as deep as he can go; sucking and nibbling, and eliciting the most vulnerable sounds from the man beneath him.

He likes it when Sasuke grips his shoulders with long, anxious fingers, urging him to pull off when he gets too close, as though Naruto was adverse to swallowing him down. He wasn't adverse, of course. In fact, Naruto likes to pull off slightly, and suck on just his dripping wet head, so that when Sasuke cums, he can drink his cum down properly. With a boyish grin, Naruto likes to move up back over his lover, and kiss him full force, making sure that Sasuke can taste himself too. When he moves back and settles between Sasuke's legs, he likes to comment on his current taste in comparison to previous times. He likes it just a little too much when Sasuke blushes profusely, and calls him a stupid dobe, refusing to meet his eyes.

Naruto always enjoys watching Sasuke act so cute, but he also likes how when he tilts his chin up - so that Sasuke is given no choice but to look at him or close his eyes - Sasuke won't back down. Because they both know that he's too proud. And Naruto likes that side of him too; loves it in fact.

He doesn't like to think of sex as a battle or anything, but he likes how Sasuke is still himself when they finally get down to having sex; not some whole other person. After the war, Naruto had found many women tripping over themselves to spread their legs for him, and he had always hated how ridiculously different they all became; so submissive and saccharine, like they thought Naruto liked to have sex with some kind of blow up doll with bouncing tits.

He likes how Sasuke feels the same; both in his assessment of those girls, and how in the bedroom Sasuke is the same Sasuke that makes Naruto lose his mind from how much he can't stop thinking about him, and his dirty mouth, and his arrogance, and his passion, and his smile.

When he makes sure that Sasuke is well-prepared from his fingers, (maybe too well-prepped, Naruto can't stop watching the way he pants and squeezes around his finger, bucking his hips up and mewling for more) Naruto likes to lift the other's legs to wrap around his waist, so that he can slide into him like that; holding him tight in his arms, and kissing him breathless as he adjusts to his size. Naruto likes to start a slow pace, grinding hard and forceful into the other's body, spurred on by the soft groans and labored pants he hears in the sexy voice he adores so much. He likes that Sasuke digs his fingers hard into his back when he pulls him down by his shoulders; likes that Sasuke wants to mark him as his, just as much as Naruto does.

Sasuke's pale skin is covered with scars; a fair number carved into his body by Naruto himself. He likes to add a few more in the form of bites hard enough to bruise high up on his neck and behind his ears, where he can't cover with the collar of his shirt. He's possessive; can't have all those women thinking they still have a chance.

And Naruto likes it when they finish together - so when he can't control himself for another moment, he rams into Sasuke a few more times and tugs on Sasuke's cock between them in tandem, stroking him just on the pleasurable side of painful as they lose themselves in each other. Wordlessly, as much of everything they do, they both come down from their highs and adjust themselves to lie beside each other - foreheads nuzzled together.

Naruto likes to press his fingers deep into Sasuke's entrance, cleaning his cum out of him in gently, practiced motions, as Sasuke bites his lips, blushing hard. Sasuke always insists that he can do it himself, but Naruto likes the blissed-out look on his face when he brushes his fingers deep against his inner walls far too much to let him. Sometimes, it gets him hard enough to go a second round; although Sasuke often whines that it's too much too close; but he's never too opposed when Naruto leans up and presses his cockhead to his red lips, letting Sasuke suck him off, cumming all over his lips, down his throat, splatters on his pale, blushing face.

"I love you," he likes to say at last, when they are huddled into their sheets, clean and changed into new clothes. Naruto doesn't like it so much when Sasuke calls him a 'sap.' but in their last moments of consciousness, he likes it when Sasuke kisses his forehead and whispers, "Me too."

Hello, Sweetheart!

I've truly outdone myself with that one! And great job on the meeting today; you were fantastic! And so, I figured maybe you could enjoy some quality erotica before you allow yourself to let Kiba take care of you tonight (or every night)? You deserve it.

And if I know Kiba, (and you know that I know everyone), he should be somewhere nearby... Have you noticed how fast his responses are when it comes to serving your needs? No? Ah, well then you will soon. Especially since he was basically half-hard in his pants seeing you kick-ass in the afternoon… He's grown up with such strong women around him (as I'm sure you know) so I think he subconsciously associates female strength with family and love? Especially when those traits are expressed by you, sweet and strong and so beautiful in your Hyuuga regalia today – it's the perfect combination! How is he supposed to control himself? Even though, of course, Kiba is a gentle guy - a true catch in a world where men just want weak housewives.

Muah!

Ino

Hinata read the letter with one eye peeking out from between her fingers, blushing red from her feet, up to the roots of her hair. "That's completely preposterous!" she blurted aloud to her empty bedroom, "Kiba would never-, has never-,"

She groaned; still light-headed from reading Ino's erotica; it made her feel like she couldn't control her thoughts - but still! She shook her head fast, as though to physically rattle the unruly thoughts in her head... Because despite all the images in her head of Kiba encouraging her to be more confident over the past decade, the many small moments where he had taken the time to make sure that she never felt awkward for being a girl, the resigned smile he wore when she had spoke about liking Naruto, his insistence that she was just as strong as either he or Shino, when she set her mind to it; she knew that Kiba did not like her like that!

...Why would he?

Ino was right about one thing, Kiba was best suited to being with a strong girl; one who could keep up with him, and laugh with him as an equal - someone who knew him (including, yes, all of his indelicate parts) and embraced them. Because Kiba was good; he saw how people stigmatized his mother for being a single parent, how they thought his sister was too aggressive, and called them out for being bigoted and stupid.

Kiba was strong and genuine; loyal to the good people around him, willing to die for his loved ones, and committed to doing the right thing regardless of how it looked to others.

Compared to him…

She felt like she had found some resolve today, but she still felt so weak. Sure, some people saw that as an appealing part of her as a feminine girl. But Hinata didn't think of herself as someone who wanted to be a 'feminine girl,' or whatever; she wanted to be a girl who was an admirable ninja.

The kind of girl that might be admired by someone like Kiba?

"HINATA! Are you alright? I could hear your heartbeat suddenly spike up, and smelt something mysterious and-, oh?" Kiba rounded the corner, skidding a little from how fast he was going before barging into Hinata's room. He looked around confusedly; he had sensed something that had urged him to run here, but now that he was here, nothing seemed to be the matter.

Hinata hid her face behind Ino's letter, and uncomfortably scrambled back on her bed. "I'm fine! You can go!" She lowered the letter a little, and Kiba could see how glassy her eyes were from underneath her bangs, "You should go…" She mumbled.

Kiba made a questioning sound from the back of his throat, and still stepped forward. "Alright, I don't want to intrude, I know how girls are about their privacy, but something smells really intense in here… And for reason, I can't calm down."

Hinata became acutely aware of how his jacket pulled across the breadth of his shoulder when he raised an arm to thread his fingers through his hair in confusion, and felt something pull in her stomach; maybe even lower.

Had anyone mentioned how attractive he had become recently too? Not that he was unattractive before; he was cute and wild and a little erratic. But these days, his wildness had settled deep into his body; edging on dangerous, and sexy - especially when combined with the confidence he had acquired since his jounin promotion. Girls wanted him; wanted to cut themselves on the sharpness of his teeth, be pleasured by his long, flexible, nimble fingers.

Oh God. She was going to have very strong words with Ino if she survived this.

"Kiba, wait-," she tried, feeling herself get wet against her underwear, the heat rising in her body.

He suddenly put his hand on her forehead, bending over, "Are you sure you're alright?"

Hinata moaned a little at the contact, and she could see his eyes dilate in response; in realization. She pulled back a little, biting her lip, and he looked shocked, maybe even upset?

"Oh. Oh. I'll… Sorry, I'll step out," he said, self-consciously tugging at his shirt. Hinata could see from the awkward way he was holding himself that… Maybe he was aroused too. By her.

Hinata instinctively grabbed his arm; blushing, but she didn't faint – her eyes were clear.

With Kiba, she never felt that she needed to faint – had never felt that he was an unknowable figure that she could project her fantasies onto, and treat him according to how she imagined him to be. It's hard to admit, but it's what she had done with Naruto; construct an image of him in her head that she pretended was real and attainable, and grew absurdly faint just thinking about. (Of course, that didn't mean that the real Naruto wasn't a good man; he was. But he was a different man than what Hinata had thought, had wanted for herself; he was more obsessive, emotional, and self-destructive, and already madly in love with Sasuke.)

But Kiba wasn't someone she needed to get embarrassed around because he wouldn't judge her even if she took a risk; because he knew her as a whole person.

"Wait, Kiba, I… think that I… want you to stay," she said, voice quiet and strained, but steady, "I want… You. I like you."

"Me? Not Naruto?" Kiba asked in a light voice, but he looked a little insecure. Hinata laughed and reached up to kiss him; sweet and chaste. But after he could kiss her back, he found himself yelping in equal parts shock and arousal as she placed her hands over the bulge in his pants, and squeezed.

She shook her head no. "I only want Naruto to be with Sasuke!" she giggled, and giggled some more at Kiba's confused look.

However, he was soon quickly distracted from his confusion when she reached her hands under his shirt, whispered her desires in his ear; and Kiba didn't think of anything else but her for the rest of the night.

"Achoo! Whoa!" Naruto exclaimed, rubbed at his nose and laughing, "I've caught a cold! I've never caught a cold!"

Sasuke groaned and pulled out of his lover; at least this time they were only interrupted after they had both cum, so at least that was a small victory. The other time, Naruto had made sure that he wasn't sick for a good several minutes before he finally penetrated him; and that had been absolute torture.

Although, even now, it was difficult to clean his semen out of Naruto when the other man kept laughing; imagining different scenarios about who could be talking about him now.

"It doesn't matter," Sasuke called from the washroom, flushing their used tissues and retrieving a fresh comforter, "It was only one sneeze, so they probably weren't thinking about you too hard or anything... Don't flatter yourself."

"Hey!" Naruto cried, and Sasuke tried very hard not to think that he looked cute pouting like that. He failed.

"Besides," Sasuke continued, rolling his eyes and climbing into bed too. Abruptly, he looked away; trying to hide a small smile, "Aren't you tired anyways?" he asked. He couldn't believe he was going to say this; make this kind of joke. He needed to stop hanging out with Ino.

Naruto shook his head no, his eyes crinkled up in confusion, "Tired?"

"Well..." Sasuke started again, in his best deadpan tone, "...Since you've been running through my head all day, and all."

He finally let his smile spread across his face, fully accepting his own embarrassing self when it came to his feelings towards the other. And Naruto proceeded to launch every object he could get his hands on at Sasuke, smiling the whole while, and yelling, "I cannot believe people think that your dumbass is smooth!

A/N: So this time it's non-explicit SasuNaru, and explicit as hell NaruSasu, (and more of my favourite InoSaku, plus a little cute KibaHina) and honestly the feeling of Symmetry from the last epilogue chapter is just SO satisfying. I hope that I could do the more NaruSasu-leaning crowd proper justice (see, this is what I mean when I tell y'all about the important of reviews! I've been writing for so long, I don't even know what bad habits I've consciously and subconsciously picked up, so please call me out!)

As well, a resounding thanks to DragonofFernweh, Heart, Kamui Senketsu, and all of the guests for their reviews since I started posting again this year! I really appreciate you all!

Cheers! Love, K.M.