Sorry for the big and long and very exasperating wait, guys. I had a whole lot of troubles going on internet lately. My computer is a scrap. I'm really, REALLY sorry. I won't be able to update very often. I'll try to make it up to you sometime, somehow.

I don't own the series Naruto nor the characters. And especially not Sasuke. He belongs to his fanclub or Naruto... or maybe the two. Only the plot, the anti-transformation formula and Yuki belongs to me. Yep. I made the formula up. Nothing real except in this fic.

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We were sitting in the living room for at least an hour, the silence only broken now and then by moans and cries coming from Yuki's room.

Weirdly, each time the echo of her voice in pain reaches my ears, my heart hurts.

It is a feeling very similar to the one I felt when I found Naruto's apartment empty...

Suddenly, Naruto speaks. I guess I not the only one on who the silence is getting on the nerves.

"So... When did you see Yuki for the first time, Tsunade-baachan?"

Tsunade looks at him. "You wouldn't believe me if I told you."

"Just tell. You might be surprised." I say, preparing to hear a long story.

Tsunade sighs. "I met her the first time... when she brought the book. I was playing in the mud with Jiraiya and Orochimaru in front of the Hokage Tower."

"Playing in the mud with those two?" Naruto and I exclaim.

"What! We were three! And it was raining, that day! And training was over!"

"You were three?" we exclaim.

"Yep. Don't look so surprised, Yuki is even older than three times my age. She doesn't look her age because werewolves don't age. Well... the first ones didn't. I don't know if the new generations do."

The silence returns. A true one, though. Footsteps, light and slow, come from the closed door. Tsunade looks at the door from the corner of her eye.

"Looks like she woke earlier than usual. Or maybe over the years her system became more used to the medication."

The door opens slowly and a dishevelled Yuki entered the room.

"Sorry... about... earlier. I... just... forgot the time. It won't happen again." she says weakly.

She takes a seat and sighs.

"Tsunade must have told you... about what I truely am."

"Yeah." I say. "Can you tell us a little more about yourself, now?"

"I guess it wouldn't do much harm... but I'd prefer to tell the story of the werewolves tomorrow. I'm exhausted. But..." she looks at Naruto, "...could you tell me how you became a wolverine, blond boy?"

Naruto is startled by the question but gets his composure back quickly. "Some time ago, I... got contacted by the council of Konoha. They... threatened me and when I escaped, they put some weird guy at my trail. I fought that guy and barely escaped him with my life. He didn't even use any weapon. I got scratches and bites. And Kyuubi told me I was going to transform into a werewolf at the next full moon. My first transformation... I don't remember it well. Kyuubi's abilities made it possible for me to not transform until the next full moon. The full moon on which I bit and scratched Sasuke."

"Do you remember what the man who transformed you looked like?" asks Yuki.

"Light blue eyes and black hair. Very tall and imposing." replies Naruto.

"So he's back..." mutters Yuki under her breath. Then she raises from her seat. "I will go to bed. Tomorrow I shall tell you the story of the wolverines. Good night to you, too, Hokage."

She exits the room.

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I shut the door of my bedroom and turn around to look at my precious lover.

Tsunade has gone back to her office to finish some paper work and Yuki is asleep.

And besides...

It's been a while since I last was alone with Naruto.

He walks to me with his eyes half-lidded.

I smirk at the desire written in his lovely face.

As he arrives in front of me, his arms snake around my neck and his lips meet mine as if I was made out of chocolate.

I put my arms around his waist and press his body against myself.

The room seem to vanish as if all the universe was concentrated on us two.

Somehow we make it to the bed, loosing mysteriously our clothes in the process.

We fall one of top of the other on the mattress, the silken bed sheets hissing with the movement.

All the room seems to turn upside down as the heat of our bodies takes control of us.

My brain feels numb.

His moans are driving me crazy.

Our mouths, tongues and hands are everywhere at once, touching every part of each other's body.

Then I put my member in his ass.

A mewl escape his pink lips and I insert myself entirely in him.

After a short pause, he begs me to continue. I slowly get out of him by mid-length and return inside him. He moans. I repeat the movement faster and faster, trusting harder in him as he asks me to, every sound escaping his adorably pink lips like a music accompanying my moves. A real addiction, sinful in every way, as much for the pleasure it brings as for the way it is supposed to be forbidden. But our love for each other seems so unbreakable. Nothing ever will take us apart. It is not just lust. It is a sinful love. Not everybody is able to understand that. We cry out our names as we come in unison. A few minutes pass, then my lovely kitsune speaks. Lowly, slowly, but nonetheless seriously.

"Sasuke... If there is a way to return to normal... are you going to try?" he asks, his head on my chest as I lay on my back.

"Probably. To save you and her." I say, looking at the ceiling. "I'll do whatever is possible to save you two from an eternal life of suffering. I don't care if it takes my life to do so. But..." I pause and look at him mischievously. "But I think I want to try the werewolf strength to challenge my bastard brother. I think it's safer than Orochimaru's curse anyway. Now sleep, my dear kitsune. For tomorrow we will hear a long tale and, I suppose, we will try to make up a plan with Yuki to put an end to the wolverine gene."

"You seem to appreciate her very much, Sasuke."

"Yeah. She's a very good friend. But don't worry. She's just a friend. I'm gay, anyway. And you're the only one I love."

"I knew you'd say that, teme."

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End of chapter nine. As for the cookies... you can choose. I don't know what flavour you people like most. And sorry if you didn't like this chapter very much. The next one will be a tale.

Yuki: I smell an interesting scene coming on.

Naruto: What do you mean by "interresting"?

Yuki: (smirks) Oh! You know... Blood, fight, things like that.

Naruto: Oh...

Sasuke: I had figured that out.

Me: I'm gonna enjoy myself as much as Yuki, I think. With a certain swear Naruto made some time ago, too.

Naruto: You wouldn't!

Me: Yes I will!

Yuki: What are you talking about? I don't remember... Wait! You don't mean THAT, don't you?

Me: Yes I am! And I accept all the kinds of review, too.