A/N-Hello! Devil here again with a new chapter. I'd like to apologize about the "all bold" in the first chapter. My laptop is currently down, and the laptop I was using apparently didn't mesh well with ff's formatting. I'm using a completely different computer for this chapter, so the bold should be non-existent in the story unless purposely intended.

Also, I'd like to wish you all a Merry Christmas! I hope you enjoy reading this chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it!

Disclaimer- I do not own.

Chapter 1- I Have A What?

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Riku could feel that something was off the moment he pulled into the driveway. If Riku lived in the two story pale blue house by himself, the empty cold feeling it was radiating wouldn't feel so alien-but he didn't live alone. This was Sora's house too, maybe even more so. It was his brunette lover that had given this place color by coercing Tidus and Wakka into planting wild flowers in the front and back yard when he had moved in with Riku a little over a year ago, right after his seventeenth birthday and Riku's twenty-first one. His lover's little touches here and there to the inside and outside of their house had turned the house warm and into a place Riku could honestly call home-as long as Sora was in it that is. The sound of gravel crunching under Riku's feet seemed amplified throughout the quiet neighborhood. All of the lights in the house were off with the exception of the master bedroom light, but even the glow from up there didn't ease Riku's nerves.

He silently caressed the Desert Eagle that he had taken from under his car's seat on the way here and slid into his hip holster. If it was this quiet, then Riku wasn't going to cross anything out. Images of the things that could have happened in the six minutes it'd taken him to get here flashed through his mind. Even though six minutes didn't seem like much to most people, it had stretched on for an eternity while he broke every traffic law to get here. The silver haired man knew many things could happen in six minutes; terrible, horrible things that'd make some people not be able to sleep for days, no years if they survived it. He had caused some of those things to happen when he had worked for his now deceased Uncle Xemnas. He had been too young and naïve to realize just how crazy his uncle had been, until his uncle had- Riku shuddered as images of the past stretched on and tried to clasp onto the present. He shook them off and reached for the handle of the back door. It was locked like it usually was and he used his key to get in.

He didn't call out his lover's name. Instead, he locked the door and stealthily made his way through the kitchen. Everything was clean and nothing seemed out of place. He took in his surrounding once more before he headed into the laundry room, where a narrow set of stairs led into the hallway upstairs. No one really knew the extra set of stairs were there. Many people just assumed the door that lead to the stairs was an unused closet, something that Riku found advantageous whenever he wanted to hide from Sora's best friend Selphie. That girl was more hyper than necessary. Speaking of hyper, when he reached the bedroom, he saw that Sora wasn't in the bedroom. Instead, he heard the shower water running and he cautiously stepped over to the slightly ajar door that emitted a soft glow. His hand was now tight on his Desert Eagle and he gently nudged the door open.

"Sor?" he called out, anxious for a response, "are you okay?"

For several moments everything was quiet with the exception of the shower running until Riku heard a soft, "In here" drift to his ears. He let out a sigh of relief and peeked his head into the bathroom. Through the clear glass door that allowed entrance into their large shower, Riku could see Sora curled in the shower, his knees drawn to his chest as he just sat there. Riku frowned and quickly exited the room to head back outside. He went back to his car and popped the trunk. He shed his coat, as it had stopped raining, and removed any weapons on his person into the trunk. He then tugged off his black turtle neck and gave himself a mental once-over. He was now wearing a tight muscle shirt that hugged his lean and muscled torso perfectly, and some black cargo pants and black sneakers. It wasn't a far cry from what he usually wore when he wasn't working, so he doubted Sora would suspect anything. He wasn't ready for Sora to found out what he did for a living yet.

Riku's family consisted of : his father Sephiroth, his mother Willow, his oldest brother Cloud, who was thirty years old, followed by twenty-eight year old Yazoo, then the twenty-one year old Riku himself, and the two fraternal twins Namine and Kadaj who were eighteen like Sora. Riku could honestly say the only ones in the family with the cleanest hands were his two youngest siblings.

During the day, his father was a multi-billionaire who owned multiple companies that dabbled in just about everything, while his mother was a famous fashion designer. Cloud owned his own chain of popular restaurants, Yazoo was the Chief of Police, Riku was an artist, and the twins were in their final year of high school. However, when the night crept upon the city, his father was the head of all of the mafia families in this country; Cloud was the head of the liaisons, he directed the people that kept up communication between the mafia families they had alliances with; Yazoo made sure the law wasn't too privy on what was going on, and Riku was the family's secret weapon—the assassin that made sure problems stayed down and Yazoo helped make them disappear when he was finished. Namine and Kadaj were just regular interns at one of his father's architectural companies, so Riku knew his parents were at least going to spare their youngest from having to join the family business. For that, he was grateful, at least those two were safe from his father's enemies, his other uncle Ansem included onto that list.

Ansem was the middle child out of Sephiroth the oldest, and Xemnas the youngest. While the most sadistic one, Xemnas, was dead, Ansem was very much alive. What made him more terrifying than Xemnas was that while Xemnas was mentally unbalanced, Ansem was unnervingly intelligent and calculating. He was also viciously cruel and tortuous. Xemnas was insane, but to have Ansem who was perfectly aware of the things he did was a lot more frightening. He was just relieved he wasn't the focus of Ansem. His uncle had been pretty quiet for awhile, supposedly researching something. Riku didn't care, as long as it didn't involve himself or Sora.

He and Sora had started dating when he was eighteen and Sora was fifteen. Riku knew Sora was young, and that's why he took their relationship slow, very slow. While Sora was energetic and outgoing, he was also very innocent and shy to relationships. Innocent being something that Riku was definitely not. However, he took his time with the beautiful brunette, wining and dining him, bestowing him with small kisses and tentative hugs. He waited until Sora turned sixteen and had given him permission to even touch him sexually. Before the silver haired male knew it, he had fallen for Sora, and he had fallen hard. Sora started leaving things at his house little by little, until Riku had asked Sora's mother could her son move in with him. Sora's mother Aikido, was already smitten by him so she agreed easily enough. Before he knew it, he and Sora had settled into a comfortable routine that Riku found he never seemed to get tired of. Riku's family knew he was in a relationship, they just didn't know the more intimate details of it. They didn't know Sora's name or that he was a male for that matter. The only people who knew about Sora were Cloud and the twins; the twins because they shared a class with his lover and Cloud because he was dating Sora's cousin Squall, or Leon as he preferred to be called by people other than Cloud.

Riku actually preferred it that way. His family was too cold and dangerous, and he didn't want his bright light to be dimmed by them. He also didn't want any of his father's enemies, Ansem included, to exploit Sora. He closed his trunk and headed back towards the house, determined to find out what was upsetting his lover so he could fix it.

He just hoped that when the kind brunette found out the entire truth about his family, he could fix the damage his confession would undoubtedly cause.

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Sasuke resisted the urge to massage his temple against the headache that was starting to form. It was almost 4:45 am and there were still little brats running around the hotel he was currently staying in. He knew the staff was probably too afraid of upsetting the high paying customers who were staying at the five star hotel he and Naruto had chosen to stay in also. He figured if the staff scolded the kids, then their rich parents would cause a fuss that really wasn't worth the stress. That didn't mean Sasuke had to like it. He was currently in the elevator that would take him to his blonde and there were two brats bouncing around the spacious elevator and singing obnoxiously. The twenty-one year old raven guessed that the boy and girl were around seven years old. He honestly didn't care if they were four year old toddlers. That singing had to stop now. He calmly took two steps towards the elevator's button panel. The two children paid him no mind until he punched the bright red 'STOP' button. The elevator jerked and then stilled. The two kids immediately looked towards Sasuke, annoyance clear in both of their eyes. They both tried to give him a glare, but the look didn't mix well onto their child-like face. It made them look actually quite comical to Sasuke. He would have probably laughed slightly with a smile. However, he just wanted the children to quiet down, not cry.

He glared at them and their faces immediately changed. Instead of the child-like annoyance, he saw their fear staring back at him as their postures straightened and they quickly backed into the corner of the elevator. He punched the 'STOP' button again and the elevator smoothly started up again and this time, there was no singing.

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"Dobe?" he called out as soon as he stepped into the pent house. Everything was dark and the only light in the room was the glow of the large plasma screen TV in the lavishly furnished living room. The TV was on mute and Sasuke could see his lover's silhouette hunched on one of the couches. He approached him slowly when Naruto didn't answer.

"Dobe?" Still no answer and a frown tugged at Sasuke's mouth. He was standing next to his blonde now and the fact that the blonde didn't move an inch since he walked in bothered him. It made him wonder how long he had been sitting like that. The blonde may have only been 5''8 compared to Sasuke's 6''1 frame, but he still had subtle muscles under his perfectly tanned skin. His face rested into the palm of one hand, while the other arm was folded across his knees. His usually expressive blue eyes were looking at the TV blankly, and the TV's glow illuminated his golden locks which spilled in a sexy hazard fashion around his head and face.

Sasuke sat down on the couch, but didn't move towards the recently turned twenty year old. He knew Naruto would move towards him when he was ready. That's the kind of bond that they had. They could read each other easily and despite their different temperaments and abilities, they fit together perfectly, like a puzzle. Naruto was the kind of person who would hide his pain and frustration behind large smiles and pranks and never ask for help when he seriously needed it. Sasuke could bet that Naruto had ruminated for a while on whether or not to call Sasuke to let him know he was upset. That fact alone let him know that whatever was wrong; it was serious.

"Naruto?" Sasuke tried once more, his voice leaking with warmth that was rarely heard from the pale raven. Naruto turned his head towards him and Sasuke almost gasped at the look in his eyes. He looked so torn and lost that Sasuke wanted to go out and destroy whoever or whatever had made his dobe look like this. Naruto scooted closer to Sasuke and he took that as an invitation. He gathered the blonde onto his lap and held him tight. His hands ran up and down Naruto's strong back and Sasuke felt wetness on his neck, no doubt tears.

"What happened?" He hated to ask Naruto to relieve whatever had upset him, but he couldn't help if he was clueless. Uchiha's didn't do clueless. Naruto took a shuddering breath, but when he spoke, his voice was perfectly clear.

"Baa-chan called me today. She had some news to tell me about my father."

Sasuke arched a perfectly sculpted brow, "Your father? What news?"

Naruto let out a humorless chuckle. "He was killed about a month ago by some gang leader."

Sasuke felt his heart freeze. It couldn't be.

"Naruto, didn't your father die when you were a baby?" Sasuke felt the blond's head shake before he verbally answered.

"That's what I thought too, but Tsunade called to tell me truth of what happened."

(Earlier That Night)

Naruto opened his eyes slowly as his mind struggled to clear the grogginess away. He kicked the covers away from his naked body, the heat from the sheets and comforter too much to bear. Though he would deny it, Sasuke was actually a cover hog and Naruto had gotten use to the cool breeze caressing his skin at night when he wasn't wrapped up in his teme's arms. Speaking of his teme; he turned over to Sasuke's side of the bed, expecting to run into a hard body. Instead he was met with a cold empty space that let him know Sasuke had been gone for awhile. He looked over at the alarm clock on the nightstand. The red digits blared at him, 3:24 AM. He sighed, Sasuke's late nights and disappearances were starting to wear thin on him. Sasuke would tell him that he was working on some sort of business with Itachi or with his uncle Madara, but Naruto sometimes wondered if he was telling the truth. Some nights when the raven came home, he'd smell as if he's just showered and he always was a bit distant with him for about an hour after he returned home.

The thought of Sasuke with someone else made everything in Naruto clench so tight he thought he couldn't breathe for a moment. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He knew Sasuke wouldn't stray. Uchiha's were quite possessive and when they had something, they put their all into it and there were no exceptions. Naruto leaving Sasuke would break Sasuke as much as it would break him to leave. He was brought out of his musings by the sound of his cell phone vibrating loudly on the nightstand.

Who the hell would be calling this late? He thought to himself as he reached for his phone. He fumbled with it slightly before he looked at the face on his screen. A picture of a busty blond scowling at him with a bottle of sake clutched in her hand glowed on his phone. He hit the green button and pressed the phone to his ear.

"Granny, do you know how late it is?" he greeted her, his voice still rough with sleep.

"Naruto." Naruto immediately sat up when she said his name. The fact that she wasn't scolding him for calling her Granny, and that when she spoke, her voice was stoic and sober made something uncomfortable settle in his stomach.

"What's wrong Tsunade? Is everyone okay?" The faces of all of his loved ones flashed through his mind, scenarios of something happening to each and every one of them worse than the first made one of his hands fist the sheets tightly. His mother had died giving birth to him and his father had died of cancer when he was around two years old. His god mother Tsunade had taken him in and since then, he had been happy to make friends with people who actually cared about him for who he was and not for the money he had inherited after his father had died and passed on his contracting company to him.

Tsunade took a deep breath. "You're friends are fine. However Naruto, there's something I need to tell you, and you're not going to like it one bit."

Naruto was known for his impatience but he knew now wasn't the time to interrupt whatever she was saying.

"You already know your father's side of the family is well known for the contracting business. Well before you were born, your father had traveled to Halloween Town with his great uncle Ryo to help some big shot Sephiroth,with the construction on one of his company's buildings. While your father was there, Sephiroth's two brothers Xemnas and Ansem took a strange interest in your father, but they hid it very well. We didn't know something could go wrong until it was too late." At her pause Naruto urged her on.

"What happened Baa-chan?" Naruto winced at how vulnerable his voice sounded. He already knew this story was going to end in some fucked up way that would lead to a major wrench in his life.

"Well one night, Ryo and Sephiroth went out to dinner to discuss some finalization plans. Your father wasn't fully ready and told the two to go ahead without him. However, after the two waited at the restaurant for about an hour, Ryo knew something was wrong. He called your father and no one answered. Finally, both of them rushed to the hotel and everything was a mess. They realized your father had been taken. They saw that a group of masked men taken him when they looked at the security footage for the hotel. Whoever had taken him had hidden him well and it took them a total of fifteen hours to find him. When they found him, he was lying on a cold metal table with a lot of IVs hooked into him. They got him to a hospital, but whatever was put into his system couldn't be flushed out. It had bonded to closely with him. It didn't kill your father, but it made him...different." Tsunade paused again and Naruto knew she was giving him permission to ask questions.

"What do you mean different?"

"Well, the doctors didn't know what was put into his system, so they named it Kyuubi. It changed some of your father's genetic make-up. It made him able to do things a normal male shouldn't be able to do." As soon as she said "genetic" Naruto steeled himself for something he knew he wouldn't like. Already this story made him wish he had Sasuke here with him to give him support.

"Things like what Tsunade? Tell me everything."

"Well, he was slightly stronger than normal and his hearing got slightly better. He was also able to carry children, though that was unnecessary seeing as how he was undoubtedly straight. That last fact alone though, made your father priceless. A male that could get pregnant was definitely not something you could find anywhere. People were trying to get to your father left and right. Your uncle Ryo had some shady dealings with some people and was able to get your father to a safe house in Flame City for a few years. That was where he met your mother and you were conceived. Your mother died giving birth to you, and your father was very devastated. On top of it all, your father's location had somehow been compromised. The two of you were moved to a place called Destiny Islands and your father had a name change. Almost two years later, he met a woman named Aerith and he fell for her hard. He was going to propose to her, but there was another leak on his location and more dangerous people started to come after your father. He had to leave her and the two of you moved back to Aqua city. He knew keeping you around him was dangerous so I asked him could I raise you. Not too long afterwards, Ryo fell ill to pneumonia and died. Your father had to constantly keep on the move to stay alive, but he kept in contact with me when he could for updates about you. He'd been moving around various countries for years until about a month ago. Someone found him and a friend who they thought was his wife, but it really was just an associate. He wouldn't come with them so they figured if they couldn't have him, no one could. They killed him and his friend. I was just informed tonight."

Naruto felt his heart shatter. All of these years he had thought his father had died of cancer, when in reality he'd been abandoned. What hurt him them most was that Tsunade knew about it all along. All of those years he'd had that ache that his father had caused when he left. The ache that Tsunade and her pervert husband Jiraiya had tried to soothe over the years. It had gone away somewhat, but to know that his father had been alive this whole time caused it to come back full force. His father had been alive all this time, and now he was gone for good. He swallowed heavily, and when he spoke next his voice was thick with tears he was desperately trying to hold back.

"Why are you telling me this?" The non-spoken 'now' didn't need to be said.

"Naruto I'm so sorry you had to find out like this but, the Kyuubi drug has passed onto you. For years Jiraiya and I have tried to ignore it so you could live a normal happy life, but when your father was killed, we knew we had failed. About a week before he died, your father confessed that Aerith had had a child by him. She had a son. His name is Sora Hidari and he lives in Radiant Garden. The Kyuubi drug has undoubtedly passed onto him as well. I think the guy that killed him found out about you two and has spread the word. You two are walking targets to the underground community."

This time, tears did spill from his eyes at the news. His father was dead, he had a brother, and they two of them were doomed to follow their father's footsteps. All of this was bittersweet. He had a brother.

"How old is he Tsunade? How old is my brother?" He knew she could hear the tears in his voice, but he didn't care right now. He was definitely angry with her at the moment, but he had more important matters to worry about now. He had to find his brother and keep him safe.

"He's eighteen, a senior in high school." She replied, "Look Naruto, I really am sorry. You know how much Jiraiya and I love you like you are our own son I-"

"Tsunade, I need to go. I have a lot of things to think about right now. This is just too much for me to digest. I'll see you when I get back to Aqua City with Sasuke." Without waiting for her reply, he quickly hung up. He lay back on the bed and clutched the pillow Sasuke had been using. He buried his face into it and breathed in deep, the scent of the air after a fresh rainfall filled his nose as he sobbed heavily. After awhile, he sat up and went to the bathroom. He looked at his reflection and grimaced slightly.

His blond hair was even more disheveled than usual and his deep blue eyes were slightly puffy and red. He ran some cold water and splashed it on his face, making sure to scrub away any evidence of his distress. He walked into the living room and turned on the TV, his mind on other matters as he flipped through channels aimlessly.

Sora. Sora. Sora. The name tumbled around in his head, and he found he couldn't really stop it. He had a younger brother; an actual blood relative that was in the same city as he at this moment. He wondered if Sora had blonde hair like he and his father, or did he take after his mother and inherit whatever color hair she had. He wondered if his eyes were blue, brown, green, or even hazel. All he knew was that he had to find him. He had a brother who was a walking target and probably didn't even know it. He set the remote down and looked at his phone. He opened it and hit one. Sasuke's number automatically popped up and he held the phone to his ear as it rang. The phone seemed to ring for forever and Naruto found his mind imagining the worse when it seemed like no one was going to pick up. With the information he found out tonight, he wouldn't doubt anything.

Finally, he heard Sasuke's voice, and he knew his teme would be here with him as soon as possible.

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At the end of Naruto's tale, Sasuke's mind was in a tailspin. He had a feeling that he wasn't sent all the way over here just for the hit. Itachi had a lot of explaining to do and Sasuke knew he had to call him now. He kissed the top of Naruto's head and gently set the blonde on the cushion next to him.

"Dobe, I'll be right back. I'm going to the bathroom. We'll talk more when I get back okay?" He spoke gently and Naruto nodded. He walked into the bathroom and dialed his brother's number. Instead of his brother's tone sounded irritated or sleepy, it sounded clear and all knowing.

"Well outoto, I was wondering when you were going to give your dear old aniki a call."

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A/N- Well there you go! Sorry if this chapter seemed kind of dull, but I felt it'd be best to get most of the information out of the way. There was a lot more Sasuke/Naruto in this chapter. Next chapter we'll have more of Sora's point of view since he seems to not get much attention so far. Read and Review and until next time! -Devil