SMUTTY WARNING!

It had been eight years since his blond disappeared, for the first few years Sasuke remained diligent. He kept his word and devoted himself to finding his blond. Some point after college his efforts seemed to diminish. The years ticked by and he felt hopeless, it was as if Naruto didn't exist anymore, it was almost like he was a ghost. Sasuke had been so sure he'd be able to find Naruto, but somehow the blond had evaded not only him but Itachi and Kisame as well.

The drinking began when Sasuke started to lose hope. It never interfered with his work but Itachi was worried. Lately Sasuke has been seen out in public staggering around drunk. Sasuke closed himself off and kept slowly slipping away. Work seemed to be the only thing that grounded him, but even that had become an unhealthy obsession.

The year prior Itachi had dragged Sasuke with him to one of Shisui's parties where Sasuke had met Haku. Haku was a very pretty man. He had long chestnut hair, a soft pale complexion with large chocolatey brown eyes. The male was short and slender, he often was mistaken for a female. The brunette seemed to be the only person who could get Sasuke to do anything these days. Sasuke still put up a fight, but usually gave in.

Haku worked for Tsukuyomi records. A few years ago, Shisui had expanded his operations to incorporate his own magazine. Each month would showcase and interview a new artist or band. But once a year they would print a special edition that was solely dedicated to a single group or artist. Haku was one of their journalists. He would follow artists on tours, and tag along at special events. Haku was new to the business and always given to newer, less known artists and only ever wrote small articles.

To Haku's surprise, the journalist who was following the band that was being showcased in this year's special edition injured themselves in a horseback riding accident before the bands final leg of their tour. With them being out of commission, Haku was given that chance to fill in and watch the band's last show of their tour. One of the members happened to be opening a bar in Konoha as well, which would gain him access to that event as well.

Haku was excited, this felt like his big break. Haku had many friends but there was only one person he wished to share the news with. One very broody raven who likes to spend every waking hour either in his office or a bar. Haku hoped he could convince the stoic man to tag along seeing as this was one of the man's favourite bands.

When Haku arrived at Sharingan Corp, he was thrumming with excitement. He rode the elevator up to the thirtieth floor and completely passed Karin, the fair, redheaded, scarlet eyed secretary. The female always gave him a catty look but knew better than to stop him. Karin could never figure out why her boss never booted the man out. He was never happy to see the brunette, yet he would respond to him with more than single syllable sounds... usually.

Haku knocked twice on Sasuke's door then let himself in, not bothering to wait for a response. Sasuke's eyes twitched when he noticed someone barge into his office. Upon noticing it was Haku his eye twitch downgraded to a broody scowl. Itachi was currently in his office going on about how he should take some time off, which Sasuke obviously kept refusing.

Itachi didn't enjoy being interrupted, but noticing it was Haku, he curtly greeted the man. "Haku."

Haku blushed when he noticed he'd just barged in on possibly a private conversation. "Oh sorry, I didn't know Sasuke was busy. I can come back."

Had Itachi not been here pestering him to take some time off, Sasuke would have been fine with demanding Haku's leave. He still wasn't sure how the brunette wormed his way into his life. No matter what he did, the man just kept coming back. Today he brought with him the silver lining of possibly getting Itachi off his back. "It's fine Haku. What brings you here?"

Itachi side eyed his brother, he knew he was trying to avoid him. Haku looked between the brothers before settling on Sasuke. "Well, I actually have some news and I wanted to ask you something."

"And you couldn't text me?" Sasuke quirked his brow at the man. Even if he wanted Haku as a possible distraction for Itachi, he still didn't appreciate having his time wasted on a mere question.

Haku shook his head firmly. "No, I wanted to come and share it with you in person."

"Okay?" Sasuke prompted when he realised the man was waiting for him to inquire before elaborating. Itachi leaned against the wall and crossed his arms, he was not planning on leaving.

"Well, you see..." Haku stopped, contemplating how to word it.

"Out with it Haku, I don't have all day." Sasuke grumbled irritably. Itachi may have had an imperceivable smirk pulling at his lips over his little brothers irritation.

"R-right, sorry. I have this thing for work and I wanted to know if you'd like to come?" Haku softly stammered. Having one Uchiha stare you down was one thing, but having two of them wasn't an experience he was lining up for. Times like this he was glad Shisui didn't seem to fit the Uchiha mold.

"Why woul-" Before Sasuke could finish asking, he was cut off by Itachi.

"Would he need to take time off?" Itachi practically had a plan formulated in his mind already and he hadn't even heard the answer yet.

Sasuke glowered at his brother. "Itachi."

"Shush Sasuke." Itachi waved him off dismissively before turning his attention to Haku.

Haku knew not to dismiss Itachi, he valued his life after all. "Well, maybe for a few days, I'm not one hundred percent sure when my interviews will be yet."

"No." Sasuke responded in a firm tone. He wasn't going to take time off of work.

"Come on Sasuke, hear him out. What exactly does Shisui have you working on Haku?" Itachi feigned curiosity. He wasn't really interested in the small pop stars the man usually was responsible for writing about, but he needed to get Sasuke out of the office for a bit. Hell, he'd even deal with his brother sitting in some strange bar if it meant his mind was finally off work for a while.

"Well actually-" Haku began to explain.

Before the man could explain, Sasuke felt he had better things to do with his time. "I'm not going to be your plus one so you can drag me around getting your scoop on some want-to-be stars, Haku. You can find someone else to go with you."

"Come now Sasuke, don't interrupt your friend." Itachi fake scolded.

"We're not friends." Sasuke grumbled.

Haku looked a bit hurt by the younger raven's words but being used to the man's disposition he quickly regained his composure and cleared his throat. "Actually, it's for this year's special edition."

"Shisui's letting you take the reins?" Itachi almost couldn't hide his skepticism. Shisui may be a lovable goofball, but he takes his business very seriously. Sasuke was also hiding his surprise.

"The journalist injured their back and needs to have surgery. With it being such short notice I'm the only journalist available." Haku admitted, he wasn't ashamed of how he came into the position.

"Hn, who are you guys showcasing this year anyways?" Itachi asked, mildly curious now.

Haku bit the inside of his cheek nervously. Itachi's gaze always made him feel small. "Well that's why I wanted to speak with Sasuke."

"Oh?" Sasuke asked, he may still be shocked the brunette was given the opportunity but he wasn't going to show it.

"We're showcasing Jinchu." Haku couldn't help but smirk when he noticed Sasuke's mask slip.

"Wait, seriously?! Shi's been trying to get them to accept for years." Sasuke was undeniably surprised.

Shisui had signed the group seven years ago. They quickly rose to fame with their unique sound and look. Nobody had ever learned their true identities either. Their band was large, made up of seven individuals who each wore identical jumpsuits and different animal masks. One of the things that contributed to their fame was their secrecy. They never did interviews, and if they did it was pretty much them sitting there ignoring the person who was interviewing them. It became one of the reasons Sasuke admired them. They gave zero fucks about what was expected of them and they did what they wanted and declined everything else. It also helped that the vocalist had the best voice he'd heard since his blond.

"He did." The brunette smiled, he felt like he was drawing the broody man in. "I have to meet with Shisui tomorrow to figure out all the details, but I'll be attending their last show and one of the members is opening a bar here in Konoha that I'll be attending for the opening."

"Well if Sasuke doesn't go I will." Itachi gracefully blurted out. He was supposed to be getting Sasuke to take a break, but like Sasuke, Jinchu had quickly become one of his favourite bands as well. Even with his cousin being the one to signed the band, he was an Uchiha, and he couldn't allow himself to openly pout about not being able to fangirl over a band he admired.

"What happened to me getting a break?" Sasuke smirked, knowing that they were in the same boat when it came to the band. Not to mention he wasn't going to turn down a new bar.

"I mean, both are at night, surely you could both come. I'm sure Shisui wouldn't have an issue adding another plus one." Haku looked at them curiously. If they both wanted to go, obviously their own family wouldn't stop them right?

"He may not look it, but Shisui's very strict about these things. He doesn't give us special privileges just because we're family. Don't get me wrong, he'll go above and beyond for us, but he won't inject his family into an artist's life just because of who we are." Itachi shrugged.

"I understand." Haku nodded.

"So little brother, are you going or shall I?" Itachi threw his brother's smirk back at him.

Sasuke looked down and began to pick at his well groomed nails. "Well, I guess I could go." He looked pointedly at Haku. "When and how long?"

"Like I said, I'll meet with Shisui tomorrow but from what I know the bars grand opening is Friday and the show is on Saturday." Haku answered confidently. With the response he got, he knew Sasuke had all but agreed. If the man wasn't going to, there wouldn't have been a single question asked.

"Just take the rest of the week Sasuke." Itachi interjected.

"But it's only Monday!" The younger brother furiously protested. What was he supposed to do with his days? Just because he may want to see the band, didn't mean he couldn't also be doing his job when he wasn't with Haku.

Itachi pushed himself off the wall. "That's an order Sasuke. I don't want to see you back in this building till next Monday." Itachi's tone left no room for argument.

"Hn." Sasuke scowled at his brother, but knew not to push him on the matter even though he really, really wanted to.

"Good, I'll have Karin reschedule your week." Itachi nodded more at himself than anybody else as he walked out the office.

"You better not think I'm leaving today or you have another thing coming!" Sasuke shouted at his retreating brother who just chuckled and waved him off.

It had been a little over eight years, but here he was back in Konoha. A lot had changed for the blond. For a total of one third of his life he'd been off living his dream. It was a complete coincidence that Tsukuyomi record was one of the labels interested in the band. It was a huge move for both parties. The band was getting their foot in the door and Tsukuyomi records was getting the chance to branch out overseas.

It didn't take them long to name themselves Jinchu, they were going to go with Jinchūriki but decided to shorten it in the event that someone actually knew of them. When it was time for meeting with different labels, Naruto was adamant on keeping his real life separate from his music life, not only to preserve as much privacy as he could, but to prevent anyone from his past catching up with him. Everyone was on board with the blond's request. They didn't have a secret identity like he did, but they too enjoyed living a private life.

Just because they enjoyed playing music for people didn't mean they didn't deserve the same privacy everyone else gets. With what they were, coupled with the name of their band, it was easy to decide their course of action, they would wear their animal spirits as their disguises. Gaara wore a racoon mask, Yagura wore a turtle mask, Han had a horse mask, Utakata had a slug mask, Fu wore a rhino beetle mask, Killer Bee wore an ox mask and Naruto a fox mask. Their masks may be animals, but they were anything but cute and cuddly, they were all torn and tattered and had a menacing aura to them.

All their fans thought they wore custom contacts because of their unique eyes, no two were the same, but that wasn't the case. After Naruto and Kurama merged, the other Jinchūriki had learned to change their eyes when learning to shift to their animal spirit form. Learning to focus on just shifting their eyes wasn't too difficult to master and definitely paid off. The last part of their costumes were their jumpsuits. They had many colours but they always wore the same colour as each other on stage. Each jumpsuit was customized though, they all had a number on their shoulders that represented the number of tails their animal spirit possessed, and on their backs had their unique internal locks that used to jail their spirits inside of them. They decided to add their locks only because it was something that showed respect for their other halves. With the locks only ever being inside a Jinchūriki, only another Jinchūriki would know what they meant.

Living this life for several years was way more than anything Naruto could have imagined, but something was missing. Naruto knew that he would have to go back to Konoha, it became clearer with each passing year. So a few years ago he had found out that his favourite place in Konoha was actually not owned by anyone. It was that moment that a plan was set in motion. He bought the land on top of the cliff overlooking Lake Konoha and with the help of Shikamaru, he began having his dream home built. It gave him the perfect opportunity to start the process of opening their bar as well. It was a dream he wasn't going to bail on.

With the house recently completed and the bar ready to open, Shisui's persistence in having their band spotlighted for their special edition made it all feel like the right time to return. This would be the first tour to play near his old stomping grounds, he couldn't bring himself to be pulled in that direction before. Naruto found it funny, all the times the band and him met with Shisui, the man never seemed to piece together that he was Naruto. To the man's defence they were always in their costumes and Naruto had grown in size and his voice deepened even further. Standing 6'7" and a voice enhanced by Kurama clearly all worked in his favour.

In the last eight years Shikamaru hadn't seen his blond friend in person once. Even with him being the only one who knew his true identity in Jinchu, the lazy man had only seen bits of his concerts. Shika knew Naruto was finally coming back, but nothing could prepare him for the sight that would greet him when he opened the annoying knock on his front door.

"Hey Shika." His deeper, grumbly voice greeted his friend in person for the first time in years.

"Na-naruto, is that really you?" Shika stuttered in shock as he strained his neck to look up.

"The one and only." The blond chuckled as his shorter friend pulled him into a bone crushing hug.

Shika looked back up after reluctantly releasing his friends for fear of him disappearing. "Holy shit, what the fuck did they feed you over there?!" The lazy man was the most animate then he'd been in possibly his whole life. He didn't know what to expect, but it wasn't the grumbly deep voiced giant that stood before him.

Naruto took a quick glance down at himself, then glanced back at Shika with a shrug. "I told you I grew. Anyway, you gonna invite me in or?"

"Shit sorry, come in." Shikamaru moves to the side to let his friend enter. "When did you get in anyways?"

"This morning. I checked the house before coming here. You're right, it looks great." Naruto grinned. The house was perfect, he loved the lodge feeling of Jiraiya's place and wanted to have his home have the same feel to it. The house wasn't as large but it wasn't small by any stretch of the imagination. The best part was it was completely secluded and he owned the whole cliffside.

If he wasn't so lazy, the Nara would have pouted. "Shit, you already went? You didn't see the bar yet, did you?"

Naruto's grin fell to something serious. "No, I can't chance going there out of gear."

"Ah, that makes sense." Shika nodded weakly. "I still don't know how you've managed to stay hidden so long."

The blond sighed. "It hasn't been easy."

"I can't even imagine. Too troublesome." Shika smirked.

Naruto couldn't hide the chuckle that escaped when hearing his friend's classic catchphrase. "God I missed you Shika."

The lazy man's face softened. "I missed you too. It's really good to have you back man, seriously. Hey, do you think you're up for seeing Choji?"

A ghost of a frown was almost seen on Naruto's face. "Unfortunately I can't. We have a meeting at Tsukuyomi in a couple hours. I'd imagine after that we'll be evading reporters trying to get up our asses. I probably won't really be seeing you again until opening night."

"That sucks." Shika said disappointingly.

Naruto shrugs. "It's my life for now. Just wait till our tour's done."

Shikamaru's eyes bulged. "You don't mean?"

"Yeah, I'm staying." Naruto softly smiled at his stunned friends.

Before Naruto could register what was happening, he was enveloped in another hug. "I swear, you better not be fucking with me!"

The man couldn't see as he was lost in his enormous friend's returned embrace, but Naruto was smiling. "Come on, even after all this time, you should know I never lie."

Sasuke wasn't happy about being forced out of work, but he was intrigued at meeting the members of Jinchu. They were the first band Shisui felt talented enough to sign from overseas. Say what you want about Shisui, but the man has an ear for musical genius.

Originally when Haku mentioned having a meeting with Shisui, Sasuke had no interest in going, but upon hearing all seven members were going to be attending, he couldn't help but agree to accompany the man. Sasuke still doesn't know why Haku chose him to be his plus one, but in this situation he wasn't going to fight it. Though he is an Uchiha, he can't show that he's excited.

That afternoon when the duo arrived at Tsukuyomi they were quickly led to one of the board rooms. By the time they entered and took their seats, the table already sat a handful of people. Sasuke briefly wondered what their role was but quickly brushed it off, as he simply didn't care.

Shisui and his assistant were the next to walk in. The cousin looked around the table with his usual smile only to shift slightly when he noticed Sasuke. "Sasuke, what are you doing here?"

"He's my plus one Mr. Uchiha." Haku quickly added.

Shisui gave the brunette an amused brow. "Haku it's just Shisui remember? And how'd you pull Mr. Moody away from his tower?" The man may have had a brief debate in his mind about dropping his cousin's nickname "mini-chi" but intelligently decided against it.

Haku bit the inside of his cheek anxiously. "Sorry sir. And as for getting him to agree I just asked?"

Sasuke rolled his eyes and scoffed. "Itachi forced me." No one was going to know he actually wanted to be here.

Shisui snorted as he took his seat. "That sounds like Tachi."

A quick introduction was done with everyone on one side of the table. Sasuke figured they were probably all sitting there to leave the other end of the large table for the band and whoever would accompany them. Just as the raven finished that thought, the door was being knocked on by the small blond receptionist, signalling the arrival of the band.

The first man to enter had white chaotic hair tied in a ponytail. He also had red lines that extended down either side of his face, Sasuke wondered if they were makeup or tattoos. Those however weren't what truly caught Sasuke attention, what caught his attention was his suit blazer. It was a navy blue but the fabric was printed with blue poison dart frogs. It took everything in him not to cringe by the time it was his turn to shake the man's hand. Turns out he was Jinchu's Manager Jiraiya. Thinking about the bands animalistic image, a manager that wore amphibian printed clothing probably wasn't that bizarre. But that didn't make the raven feel any better about the mans choice in fashion.

Behind the manager the band began to flow in wearing identical white jumpsuits. First was Shukaku, a short male with a racoon mask. Second was Isobu, a short male with a turtle mask. Third was Kokuō, he was a literal giant that wore a horse mask. Fourth was Saiken, a thin man with a Slug mask. Fifth was Chōmei, a mid-sized female who filled the room with energy, she wore a rhino beetle mask. Sixth was Gyūki, a large muscular man with an ox mask. And last was the male Sasuke's body was anticipating the most. The raven couldn't explain why, but this man just seemed to call to him. He felt crazy, but when the tall broad man who could almost rival Kokuō's height walked in he felt like he was staring into his soul.

Kurama wore a fox mask, and when Sasuke shook his hand he felt a burst of electricity systematically shot through his entire nervous system. The two made eye contact, and Sasuke couldn't help the fact that his breath hitched when his obsidian eyes met with those fierce crimson orbs. There was something far too familiar about them. It almost unnerved him.

Far too quickly the tall deep voiced vocalist was releasing his smaller hand and moving away from him. Sasuke took notice of the man's hands, they were large and veiny and covered in tattoos. The letters N.I.N.E were tattooed across his right hand knuckles in a beautiful script, making him curious as to what the number stood for. The raven was almost mourning the loss of the man's warm hand.

The entire band exuded an aura that demanded respect. Sasuke was a prestigious man, but among them he felt himself feeling unfamiliarly miniscule. He could tell he wasn't the only one affected by their presence.

The rest of the meeting went by with Jiraiya doing most of the talking. They weren't kidding when they said the band didn't talk. Aside from introductions, the only group members that spoke were Isobu and Chōmei, the rest gave barely audible grunts. Sasuke couldn't help but feel disappointed that he wasn't graced with the foxes deep grumbly voice again. He couldn't help but crave the bassy rumble he felt deep in his chest when the man introduced himself.

The band was finally introduced to Haku near the end of the meeting, they went over the last show and what to expect in terms of Kurama's bar opening. Sasuke would never admit it, but he was feeling dejected at the fact that the man wouldn't even glance his way. Everybody always wanted his attention, the only other person who ever ignored him was Naruto. Maybe that's why he was so desperately hoping to gain this man's attention, he was a symbol of his missing blond.

The whole way home Sasuke couldn't get Kurama out of his mind, he wondered what the man looked like under his costume. The baggy jumpsuit didn't do the man's physique any justice, he was sure there was nothing by firm, sculpted muscle under the man's clothing. Sasuke shook his head to rid his thoughts. He was way too sexually frustrated. His hand was only so good, and any of his drunken fucks were never anything satisfying.

Sexual frustrations aside, Sasuke allowed himself to look forward to something for the first time in years. Now he just needed to get through the rest of the week and he'd be able to be close to the interesting fox once again. He was so elated, he actually contemplated getting Haku a gift for bringing him along.

That was not what Naruto signed up for. His first day back in Konoha and he was already being thrown in the direction of his estranged soulmate. The pull was so unbelievably strong and it didn't help that the bastard looked so fucking good. He hadn't grown much in height, but his shoulders had broadened and through his impeccably tailored suit he could tell that he'd filled out nicely. His hair was a tad longer, but held its familiar gravity defying style.

It was Jinchu's first time being in Tsukuyomi's HQ, they either held video conferences or Shisui and his people flew out to them, which was rare. Meeting faces he'd only ever met through calls, they'd committed themselves to politely going around the room and introducing themselves. They didn't really need to do this, but their manners denied them avoidance.

Naruto was lucky he's able to keep his reactions in check because he would have blown his cover when he first noticed Sasuke waiting in the boardroom. It didn't make sense, Sasuke had no say in Shisui's business. Nevertheless, Naruto was professional and kept his composure, even when he stood before his soulmate looking down into the deep midnight pits that held shocked desire. He almost lost it when he heard the raven almost gasp when their hands met. The heated charge that ran between them had only grown stronger in his absence.

The meeting was important not only for the band, but for Shika and himself as well. It wasn't a time for sentimentalities to interfere, he needed to stay focused. For the rest of the meeting he made sure not to so much as glance in Sasuke's direction. When they got around to introducing the new journalist Naruto almost vocally cursed. Sasuke was going to tag along with the man. So much for keeping his distance.

Naruto was the last one to enter but the first to leave, he wasn't going to give Sasuke the opportunity to approach him again. When he wanted to be, the raven was a bold man and was used to getting his way. Judging by the gaze that bore into him throughout the meeting, there was no doubt in Naruto's mind that he would try to engage in a conversation with him as soon as the opportunity presented itself, and Naruto couldn't allow that to happen. He had the next couple days to figure out how he was going to avoid the raven being in such close proximity to one another.

Knowing he needed to stay clear of Sasuke was completely different from how his soul was scolding him and demanding to be with its soulmate. Why did merging with Kurama have to heighten the pull between them? The pull always existed, but being in such close proximity, it was almost impossible to ignore. Naruto couldn't help but wonder if the pull was as intense for Sasuke as it was for him.

It took everything in Naruto to remind himself of Sasuke's betrayal. It would be alarmingly easy for him to forget everything and let his instincts lead him back into his arms. That brought about a new train of thought. What would Sasuke do if he found out Kurama was him? For a smart man, he sure could be an idiot. Though Naruto had changed considerably in his years away, he knew it was stupid but he felt almost dejected that Sasuke didn't immediately recognize him. When Naruto realised what he was thinking and quickly got rid of those thoughts, he didn't care what Sasuke thought, right? It was all the stupid link their souls shared, or that's what Naruto told himself as he took his seat in the back of a large blacked out SUV.

The band always took two blacked out SUVs wherever they went together. It drew less attention than other methods of travel. Naruto always rode with Gaara and Han, but the others would switch off who they'd ride with. Today the rest were in the SUV in the back, leaving the three quietest members together. Some force was on their side today because no reporters seemed to be following them.

Their drivers were driving them all back to Naruto's lodge-like mini-mansion, taking the long round about way just encase someone tried to get sneaky and slip under their radar. The house stood out, not only being the only house that sat above the cliffs, but the large lodge-style house wasn't like anything else in Konoha. It may not be as huge as Jiraiya's but one of the things Naruto had required in his housing build was a room for each of his family members. He wanted them all to have a place to stay like they would back at Jiraiya's.

Whenever the three silent members were together it usually stayed just like that, quiet. Today was different, the equally tranquil members could feel the blonds inner turmoil, and knew why that was.

Gaara was the first to break the silence. "So, that was him?" It was more a statement than a question. They had seen the tabloids of the ravens drunken nights out. His family's reach was worldwide and any Uchiha news was always gobbled up eagerly.

Naruto sighed but didn't turn his gaze away from the passing scenery. "Yeah, that was him."

Han grunted from the front seat. "I don't like him."

"Me either." Gaara was quick to chime in.

"You guys don't like anybody." Naruto couldn't hide his snort.

"Neither do you." Han pointed out.

"True." Naruto shrugged, pausing for a second before continuing his thought. "But considering our lives I'd say our dislike for people is warranted."

Out of all the Jinchūriki, Gaara, Han and Naruto had grown up tortured and hated by all those around them. It was one of the reasons they meshed so well. All nine were bound by a force bigger than themselves, but those three shared something the other Jinchūriki could never understand. Their tragic lives made them who they were. That was why even in their silence they always knew what the other two were thinking.

Han made an amused sound not too many were graced with. "I suppose you're right."

Gaara tilted his head to the side like he was deeply contemplating what was said before nodding in approval. "Hm."

Han finally looked back over his shoulder at the blond. He had always wondered what a soulmate bond felt like. He'd been a Jinchūriki for fifty years and hadn't been graced with such a bond yet. The fact that the blond was trying to resist his soulmate fascinated the man. "So, you think you'll be able to resist the pull?"

Naruto responded with a deep sigh. "That's the plan."

"It's not just you who has to avoid it now. Just watching him, I could see he was deeply affected by you." Gaara added. "Now that you've decided to come back, how are you going to fight fate?"

"He's right. There's no ocean separating you two now, and it's only a matter of time before he finds out you're back." Han pointed out softly, not wanting the blond to feel ganged up on. For a giant man he had a surprisingly gentle voice.

Naruto finally looked over between his comrades. Under his mask his eyes were closed and his face was drawn up as if he were deeply pained. "I honestly don't know, but I have to try, don't I?"

Gaara adored the blond and hated seeing him distressed. "Is it worth it?"

"What?" Naruto asked, confused.

"Avoiding him, is the pain you're feeling now worth not being hurt in the future?" Gaara asked gently.

"I didn't say I was in pain." Naruto mumbled bitterly.

Han shook his head at the blond's denial. "You didn't need to, you're forgetting we can feel you."

Hanging his head in defeat, Naruto rested his face in his palms. "Look, I haven't even been back a day yet. Can't I just take things one day at a time?"

Gaara placed his hand on the blond shoulder. "You can. We're just trying to let you know that there is no wrong decision here. Whatever you decide to do, we'll back you."

"Yes, if you want to avoid that twerp I'll be there to throw him out. But should you decide you want him in your life I'll be there to throw him out if you need me too." They couldn't see it, but they could feel Hans shit eating grim behind his mask.

"Don't forget the sand burial." Gaara casually added as he looked down at his neatly trimmed nails.

"Thanks guys, but I'm sure we'd just need to sic Bee or Fu on him and that'd be it." Naruto couldn't help but chuckle at their antics. He never doubted that any of his fellow Jinchūriki wouldn't judge him based on what he decided to do with his soulmate, but he knew their opinions varied. Bonds were everything to Jinchūriki and Naruto was the only one who had been lucky enough to find his soulmate, some thought he was wasting that bond. While others were on his side and could see why he didn't want to run back to the very man who was so quick to turn on him.

Looking back on everything, Naruto knew they were only hormonal teenagers led blindly by emotions they were far too young to comprehend, but that didn't change the fact that there were things that he didn't know if he could ever forgive Sasuke for. The scar on his face was an everyday reminder of the cruel words he spewed at him that night when he caught him with Neji. All it took was one person's words to change Sasuke's whole outlook on Naruto, how could he overlook that? Was the bond really worth possibly going through all of that again?

Han clicked his tongue in disagreement. "Tch, where's the fun in that?"

"Yeah, like we'd let them have all the fun." Gaara's sadistic grin could be felt through his own mask.

Naruto snorted. "Okay, you got me there."

Had the driver not been an intelligent man he would have spluttered at the amount of words the trio spoke. In all the years he'd driven them around, he'd never heard them speak so much in his presence. It was almost enough for him to pinch himself to make sure he was awake. Deciding his thoughts were dangerous he focused all his attention on driving them back to the blonds place. He valued his life too much to let curiosity get the better of him.

"Fuck!" Sasuke moaned out as he flicked his thumb over the tip of his sensitive tip. He was edging himself on, trying to make this more than just a lonely wank session. The fox had brought back so many urges, so many needs, no matter what he did he couldn't keep his erection at bay.

Before Sasuke had known what was happening he was laying on his bed naked with a tube of lube beside his head. Laying on his side he had one hand lazily fisting his weeping cock, and his other hand wrapped around to tease his entrance. He had lubed his fingers and allowed them to rub and slick up his wrinkled hole. Teasing himself felt so good after today.

"Mmmn." He moaned slowly, throwing his head back as he slid his hand down to the base of his cock, squeezing it none too gently as he slowly twisted his wrist up and down his rigid length. He pictured those large veiny, beautifully tattooed hands squeezing his dick, making him beg for it like a bitch in heat. The sinful images were terribly arousing, making his dick throb.

"Anngh! Fuck, want you to fuck me so good." He groaned as he finally slipped his first digit inside his tight, twitching pucker. He bit his plump lower lip as he slowly sank his finger in until his knuckle touched the rim. He was so tight, It had been so long since he'd had anything in his ass, even in his drunken romps he'd never let anyone near his ass since Naruto, so it was weird to find himself fantasising about the fox in such a way.

Speeding up the rhythm he used to fist his leaking cock he began to simultaneously slide his finger in and out, rubbing his own inner walls. He was picturing how hot it would be to have the alluring fox finger fuck him. He bet the man had a glorious cock too and could fuck him into submission. He remembered how good it felt to have Naruto's generous length brutalize his insides, fuck he wanted it so bad. He wanted to be fucked so good he'd feel it next week.

"Yes, please more!" Sasuke begged to the fantasised duo as he slid his second eager digit in to plunder his greedy hole. The sudden intrusion stung, but in the best fucking way making his thighs quake. He needed to be filled, his hole was begging to be fucked. His dick was twitching, glistening with trails of pre cum weeping out of his slit, it made the perfect lubricant encouraging the raven to pick up his speed. He imagined them watching him jerk his dick while he finger fucked himself like the needy whore he was. The images turned him into a panting, whimpering mess. Sasuke found the thought of being watched terribly arousing.

Sasuke was jerking his dick off in sync with his fiendish fingers. As his hand went up his fingers went in, as his hand came back down, his fingers came out. It was so fucking tantilising that he didn't want the searing pleasure to end.

Naughty images of two similar individuals were running wild through his mind making his body shudder and his toes curl. All the mental stimulation was making his hole subconsciously clench around his fingers as he released a string of shaky moans.

"Mmm, please more, need you so bad." Sasuke whimpered out to them, wishing either of them were there right now. Sasuke's eyes were rolling in the back of his skull as he added his third finger. This finger had it's own special burn he hadn't felt in so long, and fuck did it feel amazing. It excited Sasuke and only added to his immense arousal as he rubbed his walls, getting to know himself and he spread his finger, stretching his eager hole out for a cock that wasn't even there.

"Ah! Shit!" He gasped, it felt so fucking good. What he wouldn't do to get railed right now. If either two were there he wouldn't be above begging. The thought made him whimper as he began greedily undulating his hips against his own fingers.

"Annngh! Shit!" Sasuke let out a deep throaty moan when one of his eager fingers brushed against his special spot. With just the one brush he found himself squeezing the base of his cock harshly to stave off his orgasm. He forgot how fucking good having that little bundle of nerves abuse felt. With a mere touch his groin was tightly knotted and ready to burst.

The heat that built in his core made him wonder why he'd not played with his own ass in all these years. He didn't trust others, but he was seriously contemplating getting himself some toys now. His entrance was almost aching for something thicker, something longer. Naruto's hands and fingers were always so much bigger than his, and remembering back to those hot veiny hands today had the raven convinced he'd settle for hand molds of either. Fuck he sounded like a needy bitch, but he kind of was.

With a breathy groan, the raven let go of his painfully hard cock and began to tease its damp head, gently rubbing his fingers, smearing pre cum over his glans and down his silky, veiny shaft, all while slowly thrusting his fingers in and out of his twitching pucker, brushing over his prostate every few thrusts. The jolts of agonising pleasure made his body shudder and crave release.

His balls were drawn up painfully tight and he knew he could cum any time now. He wanted to make this last though, he'd been so wound up after today that he wanted to prolong the painfully beautiful ecstasy that was coursing through his veins.

The lustrous crown of his weeping cock called out to his fist, begging for more than mere teases. Sasuke wished it was the foxes hands, then wished he had Naruto to fuck him like he did all those years ago. The thought had him biting back a embarrassingly high pitched moan.

"Nnagh—Fuck just like that! Gonna cum." Sasuke mewled, begging as he wrapped his pale hand around his glorious length and began violently stroking himself up and down, flicking his wrist periodically over his slit to smear more of his pearly fluids. He set a brutal pace as his other hands fingers abused his prostate with every thrust. Bright splotches of white filled his vision as his eyes rolled backwards and his back arched. Every muscle in the raven's magnificent body tensed as he was brought to the precipice of release.

"Fuck Naru! Cumming!" Sasuke cried out the blond's name shakily as the heated coil wound in his core snapped, releasing ropes of pearly cum all over his abdomen and duvet. Sasuke's body twitched and quivered as he fingered his tightly contracting hole, continuing to lazily stroked his softening cock riding out his much needed orgasm.

With every drop of seed milked from his limp dick, he finally removed his fingers from his quivering pucker. His heart was still beating like mad as he laid there trying to catch his breath. The euphoria he felt moments ago as he came was quickly erased when he was hit with the crashing realisation that there was no Naruto, there was no mysterious fox vocalist, it was just him and his hands alone in his bed. No orgasm could ever fix the loneliness he felt.

With a pitiful sigh and a heavy heart, Sasuke got up and stripped his bedding before making his way to a well deserved shower.

'Maybe I should get a cat.' He mused, but quickly snorted at himself. 'Nah, I'm not that lonely.'