May: Finally updating this…yeah.
Itachi nodded slowly in return, turning to open the door "And Kyuubi?"
"Hm?"
Itachi hesitated, "…Never mind, I'm sorry…"
Kyuubi stared after him, before he shook his head to clear his thoughts, glancing at Naruto's bedroom door when Sasuke walked out, looking a little more rumpled than when he'd walked in.
"Did nii-san leave?" Sasuke glanced around, his eyes focusing on Kyuubi's pale face "Are you okay?" he asked, concerned.
"Uh…yes, yes, fine. You should be going now anyways, I'll have Temari walk you to your car."
"I don't need-" Sasuke clamped his mouth shut at the look Kyuubi gave him.
"…thought so…" he slipped out a sleek red cell phone, dialed, and heard the device ringing a beat before Temari picked up.
"Yes, Kyuubi-san?"
"Temari-chan, be a sweetheart and walk Sasuke out will you?"
"Of course, I take it he's in your quarters?"
"Yes, he is, please hurry up."
"Understood."
Sasuke sighed, slumping his shoulder's slightly, what was he missing?!
Naruto giggled as he pressed Sasuke down onto his bed, rubbing his body against the brunette's in a sensual way.
Sasuke tensed "Naru, my brother's is the next room!" he hissed, glaring when the blonde laughed.
"Kyuu-nii's keeping him company, and I'll be quiet!" he giggled, straddling the sputtering brunette's waist. "Come on, Sasuke! Let's play!" he laughed childishly, a perverted gleam in his eyes.
"N-Na-Naruto!" Sasuke jumped when Naruto's hands slid underneath his shirt.
"Sasuke " Naruto sang, leaning down to give the Uchiha a smooch. Sasuke groaned into the blonde's mouth when Naruto's hand started rubbing his stomach and chest. Throwing self-control out the window with dignity, he flipped the blonde over onto his back and proceeded to dominate the kiss completely.
Naruto wrapped his arms around Sasuke's neck, moaning loudly into the brunette's mouth. Sasuke slid his tongue in eagerly, running his tongue against Naruto's forcefully, groaning when Naruto pulled back to bite his neck.
"Mine." The blonde muttered, licking at the bite.
Sasuke snorted "My, you Ukes are so possessive…I like that. But you're twice as much mine as I am yours." Naruto lifted a brow, a challenging look in his eyes.
"Oh really? Why? You're the one who wants sex from me all the time." The blonde replied coyly. Sasuke chuckled, climbing off the blonde. "Sasuke? What are you doing? Get your ass back here right now or I swear to god, I'm gonna make sure that I'm fucked by you against that door!" Naruto shouted, scrambling off the bed.
Sasuke spun around, catching Naruto deftly in his arms and giving him the longest, wildest, tongue battle in his life. Sure enough the blonde's knees buckled from Sasuke's powerful Seme-ness.
Sasuke pulled back and smirked at Naruto, who stared back at him in awe.
"…W-wow…" Naruto managed, not fighting as Sasuke lied him back onto the bed.
"Go to bed, Naru-koi." Sasuke whispered into the blonde's ear, earning a shiver.
"Sadist, leaving me here like this…" Naruto motioned to his erection.
"Sorry." Sasuke smirked, turning to leave "But that's what you get for thinking your not mine." He quickly left the room.
Naruto flumped down onto the bed. "Jerk…" he muttered, before glancing down at his erection. He sighed 'Well, only one thing you can do…' he tugged his erection out his pants, hissing when Naruto Junior met the cold air. "Ah gods, Sasuke. Why did you leave?" he moaned, running his fingers gently along his shaft.
His hands slid under the pillow, retrieving the bottle of lube and pouring the substance into his hand. He wrapped his slick fingers around his erection, imagining it was Sasuke pleasuring him. "Ah…" he mewled, toes curling in pleasure as he pumped his erection "Sasu…" he moaned, arching his back as his finger slid to his entrance. "Ah! Sasu…ke, touch, touch me!" he whined, sliding his fingers deeper into his body. It wasn't enough, only Sasuke could fill him to the brim. "Ahhnn…" he bucked his hips upwards, trembling in ecstasy as he ran a finger over his slit. "Uhnn…Sasuke…" He gasped as he felt that wonderfully familiar sensation over come him, causing him to cry out, his body flexing wildly as he came onto his bed. He slid his eyes closed, bending over his dirty sheets, bracing himself when one hand.
Once the pleasurable feeling of orgasm faded away into another lovely memory he climb off his bed and tugged the dirty sheets off his bed.
"When the last time I've had to give myself a handjob?" Naruto huffed, sulking. "Sasuke, next time I'm so borrowing Kyuu-nii's handcuffs…" he threatened to the air as the replaced the sheets, tossing the dirty ones into the hamper.
He changed into a new pair of orange sweatpants and walked out of his room. He lifted a brow when he saw Kyuubi buttoning the last few buttons of his black dress shirt.
"Kyuu-nii…What were you talking to Ita-nii about?" Naruto asked, sitting on the couch and studying his brother.
"Telling him to look out for Sasuke and offering my services…" Kyuubi replied, sitting down next to Naruto and pulling the red laptop of the coffee table into his lap, Naruto rested his head against Kyuubi's shoulder, watching him log on to Bloody Mary's Mirror, his private chat room.
Naruto grinned when the meaning of the sentence hit him. "Services?"
"Shut up, I'm not that easy."
"Sumire-chan would disagree…"
"Adding her personal data to my collection made it worth the while." Kyuubi replied, successfully logging in.
"And Ita-nii's data isn't?"
"Not yet."
Crimson-Kistune has logged in.
Desert-Drifter: Kyuubi? Yo! What's up?
Bone-Creeper: Do you need something Kyuubi-sama?
Crimson-Kistune: Shuukaku, I need some Homicide files from the inside. Kimimaru, go over to Zoruki Sumire's home and see what you can get, also, contact Kabuto over at the morgue, Orochimaru owns me a penny or two.
Bone-Creeper: Of course, it'd be wonderful to see Kabuto and Orochimaru-sama again.
Desert-Drifter: Hey, can I bring in the boys on this one? Y'know, Gaara and Kanky? They're young, but vicious.
Crimson-Kistune: You know my rules, Shuukaku, no leaks, no screw-ups, no trails.
Desert-Drifter: Gotcha!
Desert-Drifter has logged off.
Bone-Creeper: I shall head to the morgue as soon as possible…
Bone-Creeper has logged off.
Crimson-Kistune has logged off.
"So you're going to look at the investigation yourself?" Naruto mumbled sleepily, rubbing at his eyes.
"Go back to bed, I'll share the details with you later." Kyuubi answered, pushing Naruto up and off the couch, watching with platonic affection as he stumbled into his room.
Kyuubi shut the laptop closed with a click, before standing up and stretching his muscles, giving a soft groan, he walked over to the penthouse door, opened it, letting in the rush of music and chatter, and walked out.
Shuukaku grinned at Gaara and Kankuro, both looking bored. The trio in a, inconspicuous car a block away from the Konoha Police Station around midnight.
"Well, my baby and babier brother, lets go steal some murder info!" he chirped happily, turning to face his computer, he pressed a few keys, switched a few wires on a small transceiver he'd connected to his precious, electronic, soul child (the laptop), glancing over at Gaara who manned his own laptop. "Well, Gaara, have they seen me?" he asked, scroll down case files.
"No." Gaara replied bluntly. "Your link's got about 5 more minutes before they detect you…" he answered.
Shuukaku hummed merrily "Damn," he cursed cheerfully "why can't they put a fucking search bar on this site?" Kankuro snorted and Gaara rolled his eyes.
"4 minutes, 35 seconds." He noted, Shuukaku chuckled.
"Uhuh, uhuh, I gotcha…" he replied, clicking on a certain case file. "Well damn, he muttered as he began transferring the file to a CD. Looks like someone wanted to play Dracula on Princess here…" he snickered, delighted at the approach.
"Can you hurry up?" Gaara wondered aloud.
"What, you going to go nigh-nigh after this, babiest brother?" Shuukaku cooed. Kankuro broke into a serious of snorts.
"3 minutes 47 seconds." Gaara snapped.
"More than enough time." Shuukaku replied, snapping the laptop shut. "Now all I gotta do is run this by Kyuubi and receive a few kegs of Ye Old Irish Guinness and I'll be a happy camper!"
"And what do we get?" Kankuro asked. Shuukaku snorted.
"My dearest brother, if you prove yourself useful, Kyuubi could get you the continent of Australia."
Gaara studied Shuukaku suspiciously. "You're kidding, right?" Shuukaku smiled, patting Gaara on the head.
"Australia feeds off of two things; Tourists and their Environment. Kyuubi runs the Bijuu Corporation..." at this Gaara and Kankuro's eyes widened.
"But that was declared a monopoly and broken up!" Kankuro objected. Shuukaku lifted a brow.
"The pieces off that break up divided among Kyuubi's close friends, including me!" he added, grinning.
Gaara lifted a brow. "Lemme guess." He started "You own Australia."
Shuukaku sighed, slumping his shoulders "Little brother, no one can own a whole continent…only three-fifths are mine. Kyuubi's got a quarter of Europe though." at this Kankuro and Gaara stared.
"…Seriously?"
"Ah…don't underestimate him because he's related to Naru-chan." Shuukaku grinned. "Come on team! Let's bolt!"
"Lame."
"Seriously."
"Fuck you!"
That whore actually expected to get some tonight. He let out a good chuckle.
As if.
He walked into the lavish bedroom where his next meal was waiting, naked and ready. He grinned casually at her, she returned the gesture.
"Hey sweetie" the woman purred in a sex tone.
'Slut'
"Hey Princess" he replied, sliding on top of her. "Ready for some excitement?" he purred, pressing his lips onto her neck.
"Mmmhmm…" she breathlessly replied.
He grinned, wrapping his mouth around the juncture of her neck and collarbone.
"Ah…that's so good- AH!" the whore gave a shrill scream as the man above her teeth clomped down on her neck, canines puncturing the skin, sliding deftly across her jugular, causing blood to spurt out over their bodies.
He man pulled back, grinning at the blood on his upper torso as the body underneath convulsed before finally stopping the jerky movements.
"Sorry sweetheart, but you're not my type." The killer giggled insanely, dipping his fingers into the corpse's sliced, gaping neck and walking over to the wall, beginning to write a little love note of the police.
And his "precious" little Kyuubi.
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