"this is for talking"
'this is for thinking'
"When Kyuubi/Naruto is talking"
This is a Naru/Sasu
This will be ooc because quite frankly I'm new at this.
I do not own Naruto.
Warning: Language and violence and adult context
Beta'd by AnimezDarkestHope
Chapter One
Nov. 8 2010
Sasuke wanted to kill his brother! Why the hell were they going to a museum for no reason? Simply because Itachi's idiotic boyfriend, Deidara, wanted to go? What kind of stupid reason was that? It drove Sasuke nuts how damn doting his normally emotionless brother was towards his dumb boyfriend. What made it worse was that Deidara knew that Itachi would do anything for him, but he couldn't be a bastard and use it against Sasuke. Oh, no! He was nice and kind and stupidly patient with Sasuke's outbursts and whatnot, making Sasuke feel guilty in the end. Oh, why couldn't Deidara be a mean, manipulative jerk who hated Sasuke, and who Sasuke could hate with a clear conscience, and try to separate Sasuke's and Itachi's brotherly bond? Why did he have to be so damn nice? Why did Sasuke have to like him? It drove Sasuke nuts! So here they were, Sasuke, Deidara and his stupid older brother, Itachi, in front of Tokyo Museum. With a sigh, Sasuke followed his brother and Deidara up the insane amount of stairs that lead to the museum.
They had been there for an hour and Sasuke thought that he was going to die of boredom! He had separated from his brother and Deidara because he couldn't stand how lovey-dovey they were. It freaked him out to see his brother, who used to be the most emotionless person he had ever met, so... lovey-dovey! It had been a year since Itachi and Deidara had hooked up and since than major changes had taken place. For one thing, six months ago Deidara had moved in with Itachi and Sasuke in their high class apartment. Another thing was that now Sasuke had a bedtime! Could you believe that? No more partying with friends, not that Sasuke ever did that any of that, no more going anywhere without informing either Itachi or Deidara, though he'd never had to do that before, dammit!, no more eating only junk food, though again Sasuke had usually eaten rather healthily, no more phone calls past eleven, that really pissed Sasuke off and had started a huge argument for two hours until Itachi had ultimately agreed with Deidara causing Sasuke to storm out for the entire night, which had lead to a panicked Deidara and a pissed off Itachi. The point was that ever since Deidara and Itachi had gotten together, Sasuke's entire life had been thrown upside down and it made Sasuke mad that neither seemed to care about his wants and desires. It also hurt, though he would never admit it... ever!, that Itachi would choose Deidara over him.
Ignoring his thoughts, Sasuke walked through a sign that said "Keep Out". Now normally Sasuke wasn't one to get in a lot of trouble, he usually obeyed the law and listened to signs that said "Keep Out" but he was still pissed that they had to come here when it was obvious that he had wanted to be alone. So, ignoring his common sense that said he shouldn't be doing this and that if he were caught than he'd most likely be grounded or something equally stupid, Sasuke looked around the dark room. All it held was a big, oval-shaped wooden thing that had odd shapes on it. Curious, Sasuke walked closer and, looking around to make sure no one was in the room, gently touched one of the odd shaped that looked kind of like writing. "Who are you to touch Kyuubi-sama's prison?" A cold, deep, emotionless voice asked. Jumping, Sasuke turned to see a boy that looked about his age with blood red hair that had the kanji word for love tattooed above where his eyebrows would normally be, light peach-colored skin and emotionless but timeless green eyes with no pupils, glaring at him.
Though startled, and more than a little freaked out, Sasuke's composure quickly came back. Glaring his Uchiha glare of Death, Itachi had taught him that one when he was seven, having been freaked out by a bunch a fan-girls that had chased him, Sasuke had been in tears when Itachi had found him curled up under his covers. Unfortunately, the red headed guy didn't seem intimidated in the least. Sasuke decided that since his Uchiha glare of Death wasn't working he might as well ask the guy what he wanted. "Look, is there something you want?" Sasuke asked. Glaring, the red head repeated, "Who are you to touch Kyuubi-sama's prison?" Confused, Sasuke asked. "What are you talking about? Who's Kyuubi-sama?" That seem to enrage the red head. With a vicious glare, he stalked up to Sasuke, and though Sasuke really wanted to back away since this guy was scary!, his pride refused to let him. Raking Sasuke with a disgusted look, Sasuke could've sworn that he heard the red headed boy growl 'human'. Pissed by the blatant disgust and dislike, though he had never met the guy in his life!, Sasuke snapped out. "Do you have a problem with me?" Raking Sasuke with another disgusted look the red head ignored Sasuke's question and growled out. "Leave. Now. The likes of you have no business here, desecrating Kyuubi-sama's resting place." Clenching his fists, Sasuke snarled out. "Who the hell do you think you are? I will not leave unless I am good and ready and the likes of you can't make me!" Sasuke was well aware that he sounded a tad childish but this guy was pissing him off with his holier-than-thou attitude. Sasuke was unused to people thinking that they were better than him.
The red head obviously did not appreciate his attitude. Glaring, he grabbed Sasuke's arm in a bruising grip. Wincing, Sasuke tried to yank his arm away but the guy was too strong. "Let go!" Yelled Sasuke. Obviously ignoring him, the red head dragged Sasuke to the door. However before they reached the door they heard a deep, sexy voice say. "Shukaku, what do you think you are doing with my mate?" Jumping, both Sasuke and the red head turned to see... a blond?, rising out of the oval-shaped wooden thingy. The red head stood there in shock, not that Sasuke could blame him since he was also shocked to see a tall, blond man rise out of the wooden thingy. Who the hell was he? Sasuke ran his eyes over the blond. Breath catching, Sasuke had never seen someone so handsome! With wild bright blond hair and red tips at the end of his hair. Red eyes that flickered a blue that put the sky to shame and catlike pupils that seemed to stare into your very soul. Sun-kissed golden tan skin, a tall, lean body that had the right amount of muscles and three scars on each cheek that looked like whiskers. Seriously, Sasuke found it hard to tear his eyes away from this guy, well until his brain made sense of what the guy had said. Mate? What. The. Hell?
Scowling, Sasuke was finally able to yank his arm away from the stunned red head, he turned to face the blond, only to find him staring at Sasuke in a way that made him veeerrry uncomfortable. Momentarily caught in those intense red eyes, Sasuke snapped his head back when he heard a whine come from the red head. Turning his eyes toward the red head, Sasuke was more than a little freaked out when he saw that the red head was down on his knees before the blond. Confused, Sasuke watched the blond raise an eyebrow. Sighing, the blond said. "Shukaku, stand up. There is no need to debase yourself like this. I know what you have done in the past and I know what you have suffered these many centuries. I know that you have taken care of me and my prison, always searching for a way to release me. I also understand why you betrayed me during the war. They had your mate, yes? I forgive you your betrayal, that is all that matters." Personally, Sasuke thought that the blond sounded like a presumptuous ass. The red head hadn't even said anything yet!, and this guy was spouting things like forgiveness and betrayal and mates and whatever else. Confused, annoyed at being ignored and just plain freaked out, Sasuke turned to walk out. "And where do you think you are going, my mate?" Came the deep, sexy voice of the blond.
Scowling, Sasuke turned and answered. "Away. Why... you have a problem with that?" Amused, the blond said. "Yes, as a matter of fact, I do have 'a problem with that'. You are my mate. " Rolling his eyes, Sasuke said. "So? I don't even know what you mean by 'mate'. How 'bout you just leave me alone and I won't tell anyone that you were in museum property. Okay?" With that Sasuke once again turned to leave when he found his arm tightly but gently grabbed... again! What. The. Hell! Growling, Sasuke turned to give his infamous Uchiha glare of Death when he was cut short by the blond saying. "Hm, my mate appears to be the feisty type. I gotta say that that's a relief. I would have been really disappointed with an obedient mate. What's your name, mate?" Confused but, for some reason, pissed by the blond's words, Sasuke snapped out. "Your an idiot! Like I would give my name to some nutcase! Now. Let. Go. Of. Me!" That just seemed to amuse the blond more. "Your quite the vicious cat, aren't you? I am Kyuubi no Kitsune, but you may call me Naruto. That is my true name that only those I trust implicitly know and have been allowed to speak. Though to be honest, not many call me that unfortunately." Annoyed, confused, and unnerved by this guy's blatant arrogance, Sasuke said. "Fine, your name's Naruto... so? Your damn name doesn't mean a thing to me, all I want is for you to let go of my arm and let me go, you dobe!"
Sasuke's obvious disrespect seemed to amuse the blond... er, Naruto and anger the red head. "You will not speak in such a manner to Kyuubi-sama, human!" The red head coldly stated. Sasuke jumped slightly and turned his head a little to see that the red head was now standing and looking at Sasuke with murderous intent in his eyes, causing Sasuke to shiver. His attention was abruptly given to Naruto when he found himself wrapped in warm, strong arms. Sasuke could tell he wasn't going anywhere until Naruto let him go, though that didn't stop him from struggling, and ignoring the 'human' bit that the red head had said. Pushing his hands against Naruto's toned chest, Sasuke snarled out. "Let go of me, dobe! Who the hell do you think you are?" Sasuke looked up to glare at Naruto only to be met with a wide, foxy-like grin. "I am definitely liking you. How 'bout this, you tell me your name and I'll let you go, okay?" Trying to act like he was considering it, though Sasuke knew that he had practically no choice, considering the DAMN DOBE WAS HOLDING HIM HOSTAGE!
Reluctantly agreeing, Sasuke raised his head and answered. "Fine! Sasuke Uchiha. Now let me go!" "Sasuke, huh? Well, Sasuke I never said when I'll let you go." Naruto answered with another foxy, but this time it had a devious edge to it, grin. Pissed at being tricked, Sasuke started yelling, not caring one bit if they were found and he ended up being grounded. Anything was better than forcibly staying in the dobe's arms! "HELP! THERE'S A PYCHO BLOND FOX TRYING TO KIDNAP ME!" He screamed as loud as he could. That didn't go to well because soon a hand was covering his mouth and the red head was growling loudly at the sound of footsteps coming there way. Tsking, Naruto said. "We're not kidnapping you, I'm only taking what is mine." Eyes widening, Sasuke was shocked, and scared, to find out that the dobe really was planning on kidnapping him! The bastard! Freaked out, Sasuke kneed the blond as hard as he could, therefore causing the blond to release him, and ran through the "Keep Out" door, not bothering to look back to see if they were chasing him.