Summary: Uchiha Sasuke isn't someone Naruto would wish to spend the rest of his life with. Especially since his life as fox demon wouldn't end anytime soon. Too bad that his wishes don't matter to Sasuke. Since suicide is obviously out of option, only one option is left... .
Warnings: male slash, lemons, some violence, cursing, minor character bashing (Kagome)
Author's note: This chapter has been beta'd by 'XxDreaming of RealityxX'
Disclaimer: don't own anything T.T
"Talking"
"Demon talking"
'Thinking'
'Inner demon'
Dreams/ flashbacks
Chapter 4: Of grandfathers and nightly excursions
"His name was Kyuubi no Kitsune. What is it to you?"
"Kyuubi…" The Lord of the South mumbled disbelievingly after a moment of silence.
'My child … my only child … dead…' He realised not paying attention to the things around him anymore.
He needed a seat. He felt so tired and boneless all of a sudden. If he had not been the Lord of the South, with a certain reputation he had to protect, he would have had a nervous breakdown. His only child was dead and he didn't even get the chance to apologize for the fight they had the last time they saw each other. He might have had a feeling that they wouldn't see each other again, but nothing could have prepared him for this moment.
Ignoring the worried questions from his hosts, he let himself sink back into the seat he had vacated earlier.
Such a stupid fight it had been. To lose his only son over something like that. How he wished that he had been more considerate of Kyuubi's feelings, then . He remembered their fight as if it had only happened the day before.
He had been sitting in his study with his son on that fateful day. He had called his son to his study to discuss his future. The child was well over two hundred, nearly three hundred, years old. He had grown up rather well. Tall, handsome and strong. A son to be proud of. In his looks he was nearly a carbon copy of his father - with the same strong, yet slender build and the same blood red hair. He had the red eyes and the temper of his mother, though. His mate had had the same exploding temperament her son had obviously inherited. An angry Kyuubi was really bad for the health of whoever found himself on his bad side.
"Son, we have to discuss a serious matter," he said, sighting. He knew Kyuubi would not like what he was about to do, but his heir would know better than to disagree with him. He had been more than patient with his son concerning the matter they were going to discuss today. He had to think of the future.
"What is it that you want to talk to me, father?" His son asked, ripping him out of his musings. His eyes were already narrowing in suspicion.
"You know that we, meaning me and the council, are working on an alliance with the Eastern Lands, do you not?" He demanded seriously.
"I am well aware of that. I do try to keep track of what is happening within our lands. But I don't understand how it concerns me. I am not yet interested in taking over from you. I do have a life, you know" His son answered arrogantly.
"The Lord of the Eastern Lands finally agreed to the alliance but under a condition." He continued a bit annoyed.
"What condition is that? And what does this have to do with me?" Kyuubi asked, mustering his nails in apparent boredom.
"They will agree to the alliance if one of my children mates one of his."
"But you only have one child… No. Forget it. I refuse," his son snapped, appalled.
"Look, son, you are my only child. You are nearly three hundred years old; it is high time for you to find a mate. I am not getting any younger. Besides, you do not have a choice in that matter, I have already agreed in your stead!" He said. The damn council talked him into agreeing, with the condition before he had the chance to talk with his son. He knew his son would be angry at him. But it was for the best. The South needed another heir. Besides, the Lord of the East had a whole horde of children from various mates. He was certain his son would find one among them he could live with. His own mating with Kyuubi's mother had been one of such an arrangement. And though it had been difficult at first, they had come to love each other deeply. Convincing his son to mate would have been so much easier if his mate had still been among the living.
"YOU DID WHAT? THIS IS MY LIFE WE ARE TALKING ABOUT! HOW COULD YOU AGREE WITHOUT SPEAKING WITH ME FIRST?" Kyuubi yelled at him.
"DON'T YOU RAISE YOUR VOICE AT ME, KIT! I am still your Lord,and, more importantly, I am your father. As long as you live in my palace you will do as I say!" He snapped back. Maybe talking to his son so soon after the meeting with his council wasn't his best idea. It had taken a lot of his nerves to deal with them, and his temper was a bit short.
"I won't let you force me into this. I don't care if you are my father! I'll find a mate on my own, when I think it's time. You'll have no say in that," his child spat hatefully.
"You had enough time now to find a mate on your own, but you did not even try. When I was your age I was already mated to your mother. We were in a similar situation. And we were quite happy together. Now, you will do as we have and mate one of the children of the Lord of the East. Which child you choose is your decision. I am sure there will be one among them you could come to love. Like I did with your mother. And as long as you live under my roof…"
"YEAH,YEAH! AS LONG AS I LIVE UNDER YOUR ROOF I HAVE TO DO AS YOU SAY: I DON'T GIVE A SHIT! WHEN YOU WERE MY AGE..., BLAH, BLAH, BLAH. IN CASE YOU HAVEN'T NOTICED, I AM NOT YOU. I'M NOT LETTING YOU DO THIS TO ME; TRY TO FORCE THE ISSUE AND I'M LEAVING!" Kyuubi yelled, storming out of the study.
"DON'T YOU DARE THREATEN ME! WHERE WILL YOU GO?! YOU SPOILT BRAT! YOU WON'T SURVIVE A MONTH OUTSIDE THE PALACE!" Yuuki yelled after his son.
Only hour after the fight a servant had informed him that his son had gone missing. At first he had of course believed that Yuuki would return to the palace, after his temper cooled down a little. But he never did. And he had come to regret that day more than anything else.
He had lost his only child over an arranged mating. How could he have been this stupid? He knew his son. His son was stubborn as hell; he should have known how Kyuubi would react to the mating. His mother had been the same once upon a time. The first years of their mating had been quite turbulent. That had been the reason why his son was born so late into their relationship. Why did he agree to it in the first place? Sure, an alliance with the East would have been great but it hadn't really been necessary. The South had been doing well without it.
Now his son was dead and the last time they saw each other they had been fighting. And though he felt relieved that he finally knew for certain, what had happened to his child, the loss was still overwhelming. He hadn't thought it would be quite so painful, he had thought that he was prepared for the worst. He had centuries to ready himself for this moment. But it was still useless; the pain was still crushing.
Only the touch of a small hand on his shoulder, that was shaking him insistently, distracted him from his grief and brought him back to reality. His golden eyes met the blue eyes of the young kitsune youkai before him. He kept looking at the kit for a while, not even hearing the kits concerned, "Ne, old man, you okay?".
And for the first time, since he had met the blonde fox demon in front of him, he truly saw him. He had thought that the boy didn't resemble his son, but now he noticed that he has been mistaken. They did resemble one another. It was the different colouring that had thrown him off at first. He had the same high cheekbones, the same fine nose and a similar body shape as his son had had, though he wasn't nearly as tall as his Kyuubi had been. He must have inherited that from a different part of his family.
"What's you name, little one?" he asked softly, after he had mustered the child in front of him for some time.
"Naruto!" the kit huffed, obviously not liking being called little. His height must've been a sore point.
"A good, strong name," he replied kindly.
He smiled gently at the kit, suddenly feeling a little bit lighter. His son might be dead, but he still had family left. A part of him lived on, in the form of his great grandson.
The fact ,that he had had children, meant that Kyuubi must have found a mate; wherever it was he had fled to. And after their fight, he didn't believe that his son would have a child with just anyone. He must have loved that person very much. So maybe he had been happy, before his death. He really would like to believe that. And now, he had the chance to get to know his sons grandchild.
'This time I'm going to make it right. I won't make the same mistake again. I'll take care of this child. I'll make sure the kit is happy. He will have anything he ever wished for,' he promised to himself.
Gently taking Naruto's hand from his shoulder, he smiled sadly and finally answered the kits question, "Kyuubi was my child, little one. My only son. I am your great grandfather."
At first Naruto didn't know whether he should have been happy with his new situation, or not. On one hand, he had just found a living member of his family, which was something he wished for since he was a small child. But on the other hand, the old man could turn out to be some kind of monster. His grandfather would not have left Edo without a good reason, would he?
'Now that I think about it, maybe I should not trust grandfather's judgement. From what jiji told me about him, he had one hell of a temper. Who knows? He could have left because someone looked at him the wrong way,' Naruto remembered afterwards.
So he decided, he would give the whole family thing a chance. He would form an opinion of his own. After he got to know the old fox, and all that rot, of course. He had always wanted to have a family, so why not give it a try with the old man? Besides, he had always been one for second chances. Otherwise he would have killed 99,99 % of Konoha's villagers within the first five years of his live. He could still leave if things turn out bad, couldn't he? It was not like had any plans to begin with. And maybe, if he asked, his great grandfather would tell him more about his grandpa Kyuubi and the reason why he left Edo. Old man Hokage had told him some stories about his grandfather, but he had not had much time for Naruto, being the village leader and all. And he had been much closer to his parents than to his grandfather anyways.
'Ok! I'll give it a try,' he thought, smiling softly at his newfound family.
"Great grandfather, huh? So... what does this mean? What are we going to do now, old man?" He asked, smirking slightly at the old fox. The sad look in his eyes dispersed a little and his face twitched a bit, obviously annoyed at the word "old". In Naruto's eyes, annoyance was far better than that sadness that had settled over the other demon like a cloak, at the news of his son's death.
'He obviously is my great grandchild,' Yuuki thought bemusedly, still watching the child in front of was trying todrink in all the resemblances and differences in his appearance, comparing him to his son, Kyuubi.
"We? Well of course, at first, we should get to know each other. I would like to hear everything you can tell me about your grandfather, your parents and yourself, of course." He suggested kindly. "Of course, I would also like to know how you came to be here. I want to hear everything you are willing to share. And sometimes soon, I would like to return to my palace. I am the lord of my lands after all. I wouldn't want to overstay my welcome. No need to make use of lord Sesshomaru's hospitality for too much longer. Certainly, I hope you will choose to join me in that endeavour," he continued.
"Oh, no, Lord Yuuki. You have just arrived, I am sure it was an exertive journey. You're welcome to stay, for as long as you please. I am sure your people will survive for a little while without you. Sesshomaru leaves the palace for weeks if not months on end and we've never had any problems. I'm sure your advisors and your staff have everything well in hand. Why don't you use this as a chance for a holiday? You would have much more time to get to know young Naruto without the burden of your work. We can send a messenger if you wish," Rei Inu interfered.
"Don't mind if I do. I would love to stay for a while. I haven't had a vacation in centuries, now that I think about it," Yuuki answered unabashed, finally taking his eyes off his great grandchild.
Sesshomaru had been listening to the conversation between the two fox demons with great interest.
'So the kit is the great grandchild to the Lord of the South. That is very interesting indeed,'he thought.
'And also very unfortunate. Now there is no way he could stay with us. They'll surely prefer to leave as soon as possible. The Lord of the South can't stay away from his lands for too long. And if he leaves, the little one will leave too. I can't imagine he would leave Naruto behind, so soon after he had found him' His inner demon complained.
'What do you suggest I should do?' Sesshomaru snapped at his youkai in annoyance.
'Well think of something! You're the one who always prided himself with his intelligence.'
'We could invite them to stay as guests. It would be rude to decline the invitation of another lord, after all.'
'That would at least delay their departure. That's something we could work with. It gives us time to think about what to do with the kit.'
'…'
'Finally you see things my way.'
'Be silent.'
Sesshomaru turned back to the conversation, just as the Lord of the South said, "... And sometimes soon I would like to return to my palace. I am the lord of my lands after all. I wouldn't want to overstay my welcome. No need to make use of lord Sesshomaru's hospitality for too much longer. Certainly, I hope you will choose to join me in that endeavour."
And as if he could read his thoughts, his grandfather suddenly interfered: ""Oh, no. Lord Yuuki. You have just arrived, I am sure it was an exertive journey. You're welcome to stay for as long as you please. I am sure your people will survive for a little while without you. Sesshomaru leaves the palace for weeks if not months on end and we've never had any problems. I'm sure your advisors and your staff have everything well in hand. Why don't you use this as a chance for a holiday. You would have much more time to get to know young Naruto without the burden of your work. We can send a messenger if you wish."
"Don't mind if I do. I would love to stay for a while. I haven't had a vacation in centuries, now that I think about it," the Lord of the South answered, turning to Rei Inu and Sesshomaru, inspecting them carefully.
Somehow he felt as if the other lord could see right through him to see his very soul; as if he knew exactly what he had been thinking about his grandson all this time. The young Inu youkai didn't like the glint in the piercing eyes of the old fox, at all.
Yuuki could not possibly miss the happy grin that appeared on his grandchild's face when the former Lord of the West, Rei Inu, invited them to stay. Nor did he miss the relieved look that crossed Lord Sesshomaru's face for a second, when he accepted said offer. Though he had paid little attention to the Lord of the West since he had arrived, he couldn't help but notice the looks he had thrown his great grandchild, even though he had been preoccupied with said great grandchild.
'Hoho, it seems the little one has a crush. And judging from the behaviour of the young Lord, the affection is not one-sided. We'll see how this turns out' he thought, grinning broadly on the inside. He felt just a bit lighter at the thought that his great grandchild may have found love, so soon after he had arrived in Edo.
Naruto really began to love his new great grandfather. Though he had been told to call him grandfather, because great grandfather was a mouthful and apparently made his grandpa feel old. Naruto had to snicker a bit at that.
'He's over thousand years old. If that isn't old ,I don't want to know what he considers old,' he thought.
'The dinosaurs?' his inner demon joked.
Naruto had spent the whole day getting to know his grandfather. The man turned out to be the complete opposite of what he had expected. At first, Naruto had thought his grandpa would be a strict Lord, but instead his character resembled Naruto's a lot, though he could be strict if necessary.
They talked a lot, Naruto telling him about his life and all that he knew of his parents and his grandfather explaining about his life as a demon lord. Also, he spent much time telling him about the fight he had with Kyuubi and the reason he left Edo in the first place. It had been a difficult topic for his grandfather to talk about, the news of his child's death still fresh on his mind. It was obviously painful for him. For a moment, Naruto had wanted to tell Yuuki about Sasuke and the reason he had fled the Elemental Nations in a hurry. But in the end he hadn't been ready to talk about it. Especially since he had only known his grandfather for a short time.
But, all in all, Naruto had a lot of fun, especially when Yuuki told him about the pranks he played throughout his life. The man was the god of pranks and a real inspiration to his grandson. Naruto had a lot to learn.
After dinner his grandfather left for his room and Naruto returned to his own. He had a lot of planning to do, after all. For the numerous pranks he would play on Sesshomaru to get back at him for humiliating Naruto and of cause for his traumatic experience with the girly clothing he had been forced into.
The prank was simple but effective. He would creep into Sesshomaru's bedroom, when he was asleep, and then he would paint some less than flattering things on said persons face, with the best waterproof ink he could find.
Of course he wouldn't do it himself, he wasn't stupid after all. Sesshomaru could wake up while he was painting on his face. He was a demon lord, after all. Being caught was not part of the plan. Naruto shuddered at that thought. He didn't even want to imagine what the older demon would do to him in that case. No, he would be safe, in his own room, while a Kage Bunshin did the dirty work in his stead. Despite its simplicity, it was a foolproof, ingenious plan, in Naruto's opinion.
'That will teach him not to mess with me. Nyahahahahaha…' he thought with a sinister cackle.
'You do realize that you will be in his bedroom. With him… Alone… just you and him... bedroom,' his youkai commented, lewdly.
'So what? It's not like I will be truly there. It will be just a Kage Bunshin.'
'Still … You never know what could happen… And a shadow clone transfers all its memories to the original.'
'You don't mean what I think you mean… eww... you pervert…,' Naruto thought blushing a beautiful shade of deep red.
'I'm trying! Don't act so surprised. I'm still a part of you... '
'Oh dear god, I knew spending so much time with Erosennin was a bad idea. I've been corrupted,' he thought, the blush still staining his cheeks.
After he had prepared all that was needed for his ingenious prank, he went to sleep, while his Bunshin waited until everyone else in the castle was asleep as well. The clone sneaked into Sesshomaru's bedroom, trying to be as silent as possible. His shinobi training sure came handy.
At first he listened hard to all the noises in the room, so he would be able to tell if his target was truly asleep. He kept listening to Sesshomaru's calm breathing for several minutes, just to make sure. Satisfied with his observation, he carefully made his way over to the huge bed the Lord of the West was currently sleeping in.
Sesshomaru was trying hard to fall asleep when he noticed someone sneaking into his room stealthily. The person was very careful to escape notice and had it not been for the person's scent, he wouldn't have noticed the young fox demon, at all. At first he wanted to confront the boy and ask him what he was doing in his room so late in the evening. But in the end he decided against that idea and out of curiosity he feigned sleep just to see what Naruto would do next. And maybe he would finally learn how the fox was able to accomplish his pranks.
When the kitsune neared his bed, Sesshomaru knew that he was about to become a victim of one of Naruto's pranks, yet again. Despite that fact his inner demon became exited at the thought of the blonde anywhere near his bed, or better yet, on his bed.
'Maybe he wants to molest us while we are asleep' it snickered.
'I highly doubt that. I'm sure this is a prank. He did warn us, didn't he,' Sesshomaru replied dryly.
'You're no fun. I can still dream, can't I?'
'…'
'Party-pooper.'
'Be silent. I have to concentrate on my breathing,' Sesshomaru answered.
When Naruto actually climbed onto his bed, he couldn't help but wonder what the kitsune was thinking. Sneaking into his bedchambers was unbecoming of someone with royal blood.
He became slightly anxious as the boy straddled him. When he smelled ink he decided to call his bluff. He truly didn't want to end up covered in that ink, it smelt like the waterproof ink he used for important documents.
Before Naruto could even realize what was happening, he found himself flipped onto his back with Sesshomaru straddling him while his arms were held at the sides of his head in a firm grip.
At the sinister smirk that crossed Sesshomaru's face the blonde could only think one thing 'oh shit', while the Lord of the Westwas thinking of what to do with his blonde intruder. He couldn't let this go unpunished, after all. He had been patient with the boy for far too long. Then a devious idea came to him. Now it was his turn to get his revenge. He would enjoy riling the boy up a bit.
Looking into said boy's wide, surprised eyes his evil smirk widened even more.
"I do hope you have a valid reason for sneaking into my private bedroom in the middle of the night, Na-ru-to?" he asked the blonde huskily, leaning close so that his breath was ghosting over Naruto's ear.
Naruto shuddered as Sesshomaru's hot breath ticked his ear. His ears have always been sensitive.
"I… I go-got l-lost?" He stuttered in reply, his panicking mind failing to supply him with a better excuse.
Sesshomaru couldn't suppress a pleased chuckle at that. The scent of Naruto's lie was so strong he could practically taste it.
That smug chuckle really freaked Naruto out. Just a moment ago, he would never have thought that the Inu youkai could even do such a simple thing as laughing. And seeing as most of the time he was acting as if he was only capable of one single facial expression, it was a scary sight, indeed.
"You are lying, Naruto. I can almost taste it. Now what do I do with you? I do believe that you are due for a lesson. You did sneak into the bedchamber of a lord. I cannot let this go unpunished." Sesshomaru whispered into Naruto's sensitive ear, leaning closer to the boy and enjoying the way the blonde shivered.
Naruto's mouth had gone dry by now and his hearts had started beating like crazy the moment he had felt the western lord's hot breath on his skin. Especially when Sesshomaru leaned closer and he could feel his body though the older demons sleep wear. This feeling was doing crazy things to his body.
'Oh shit. I'm soo dead,' he thought nervously.
'Why so negative? We might enjoy it,' his inner demon snickered.
'Shut up you pervert…' he hissed at his inner beast, feeling terribly embarrassed for his reaction.
A gentle bite into his earlobe shocked him back to reality. He gasped at the unexpected sensation, never having felt something like that before.
'See? I told you we might enjoy it.'
A dark blush appeared on his cheeks. Sesshomaru wouldn't do something like that to him, would he? He tensed when the older man nuzzled his neck, suddenly he remembered how Sasuke had been lapping at his throat while he was desperately struggling to free himself. At that memory all the good feelings disappeared as quickly as they had appeared.
Another sadistic chuckle escaped the Western Lord when he noticed the boys tensing. He leaned back a bit to look into Naruto's eyes. He could see fear in his eyes.
'And you should be afraid, little fox boy. Adults don't always play nice,' he thought gleefully, thinking the boy was afraid for his virtue.
The smell of fear annoyed him terribly. But he ignored it, he was having too much fun with the kitsune. Smirking, he leaned in just a bit closer until their lips were barely touching.
Naruto's eyes widened impossibly when the Lord of the West pressed his lips fully onto Naruto's. And when he opened his mouth in an attempt to protest Sesshomaru instantly took advantage of it by slipping his tongue into a Naruto's mouth. The kiss was deep and passionate, something the blond never would have expected. At first the kitsune had thought of shoving the western lord off but soon he drowned in the new sensations of the kiss. The only real kiss he had shared, with Sasuke, had been painful and brutal. Never had he been kissed like that, with such passion. All thoughts of Sasuke disappeared with that wonderful kiss. Soon he was responding to the kiss greedily, deepening it and pulling Sesshomaru closer by his night clothes, his slender fingers tangling in the silky material. Kissing Sesshomaru was fantastic. The feeling was electrifying; he could feel a pleasing tingle or rather sparks shooting through his body, all the way down to his toes. When the others tongue touched the roof of Naruto's mouth his knees got week and he let out a loud moan.
At first, he didn't really understand where that moan had come from. Then Naruto realised that it had been his moan. Here he was, kissing the one person he had wanted to humiliate and loving it, moaning like a bitch in heat.
That realisation shocked the blond beyond belief. The shock caused the poor Kage Bunshin to dispel himself. Leaving a very surprised Sesshomaru in his wake coughing from the smoke he inhaled left behind by the Bunshin dispelling. Gracelessly he flopped onto his back, trying to clear his airways. After the smoke cleared he couldn't help but wonder on what the hell had just happened. And he was just a bit annoyed as well; he had been really enjoying himself with the blonde. The kitsune had felt so good under him. His slim form had fit so well into his arms.
'Maybe it was all just some Kitsune illusion trick?' his inner demon commented all of a sudden.
'No. I'm sure it was real. After all I was touching him and he was solid.' And he had felt wonderful, from what he could tell the other was built just right for a submissive demon. And the boy was a submissive for sure.
'… Maybe that's how he pulled all those pranks.'
'… . He returned our kiss rather enthusiastically,' he thought absentmindedly.
He just couldn't get the feeling of Naruto's warm body under his out of his head. His own body couldn't help but to react to the memory. His blood was flowing south and his cock was filling out rapidly. For a moment he thought about suppressing his urges. But nearly involuntary his brain pictured how the situation with Naruto could have continued, had the boy not disappeared. Slowly his hand wandered down his body, into his night clothes and he started to stroke his erection lazily. He imagined how the blonde would have looked, had the kiss continued. How his skin would have flushed red, his plump lips swollen from their kiss, all the while releasing tiny little moans of pleasure. He imagined how the blonde would look like in the throes of passion. How the kitsune would arch into his touch and bed for his touch and for release. With every further picture he tightened his grip on his cock and stroked just a bit faster, his own pre-cum serving as lubrication. Just the image of those plump, rosy lips wrapped around his length nearly send him over the edge. Picturing himself driving his cock into the welcoming heat of Naruto's willing body, while the blond moaned his name, proved to be too much for the demon lord. Letting out a pleased groan he spilled himself into his hand.
For a while the demon lord just lay on his back enjoying the afterglow of his glorious orgasm.
'I haven't pleasured myself in years, I can't believe that brat caused this,'he thought after a while. He had after all more than his fair share of willing bed partners.
'Ah, yes. I remember. Lord Sesshomaru is above such things. You can't deny that you enjoyed yourself.'
'...I don't deny it. The boy is very attractive, after all. I should take another bath. I do not enjoy sleeping covered in my own drying juices.'
'Just attractive, huh? And you're certain there isn't something different going on here?'
'...'
Somewhere else in the castle, a sleeping Naruto awoke with a yelp, shocked beyond belief by the memories his dispelled Kage Bunshin left behind. Because of the shock and the flaying movements he and his bed sheets fell out of his bed in a tangled mess.
At first he thought it to be a weird erotic dream. Without the threat of Sasuke and his pending maturing he noticed an increase in the wet dream area. And the Lord of the West, embarrassingly, had a starring role in some of them.
The moment he realized that it was indeed real memory and not a dream the poor kitsune nearly suffered a heart attack. His Kage Bunshin had been caught by Sesshomaru meaning the demon lord now knew that it was him who played the pranks on him.
Though, that seemed to be the least of his problems at the moment. What had really shocked the hell out of him was not in fact that he had been caught in the act, but rather the kiss he had shared with the older man.
He couldn't believe it. Sesshomaru… the demon lord Sesshomaru, whose veins seemed to contain ice instead of blood, had kissed truly him, with tongue and all. And what a kiss it had been. It had been incredible, so passionate and earth shattering. He had loved it. Before the kiss he had thought that the other demon didn't possess a single, passionate bone in his body. One single kiss and the older man had Naruto moaning like a bitch in heat, completely overwhelming the memories of his previous bad experiences courtesy of Sasuke.
And even though he knew it should have been impossible, he could still feel his body tingling pleasantly where Sesshomaru's had been in contact with his, even though it had been only a clone who had experienced it.
And that wasn't even the worst of it. Far worse than that was that his stupid hormonal, maturing body was reacting to the memories and sensations the clone had shared with the original Naruto. The blond's sleeping pants quickly became uncomfortably thigh and his hands itched with the desire to relieve some of that pressure. It was all Sesshomaru's fault, why could the sexy bastard be a bit... well, less sexy.
'It was probably wrong of us to assume that the time we have spent with Erosennin had no effect on us. We do have a bit of pervert inside,' Naruto's youkai commented, clearly amused by that turn of events.
'Please, be silent,' the blonde answered, embarrassed beyond belief.
At that point in time, a tomato would probably have been jealous of the brilliant shade of red that coloured Naruto's face.
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