Itachi was an extremely accomplished man.

And while Sasuke loved her brother, from the time he first dropped her off at school, the teachersooingandawwingat him, telling Sasuke what an amazing student and shinobi he was, seeing how her stoic father's face would soften whenever Itachi offhandedly mentioned a new accomplishment he achieved — it burnt a competitive fire within Sasuke that she never felt would be sated.

She worked herself to the bone, eschewing friendships to practice her craft as a kunoichi. She became the top student of her class, promoted to a Chunin only a year out of school, and became a Jounin two years after that.

And finally, at the young age of twenty, she became the chief assistant to her father at the police force, at an even younger age than Itachi was when he first took the position.

However, while her whole family was proud of her, it stung that the only reason she received the position was because Itachi decided to transition into becoming a full-fledged medic-nin.

"You're more talented than I ever was, and certainly more skilled now than I was at the same age," her brother said to Sasuke after congratulating her. "At the rate you're going, you'll force father into retirement sooner rather than later."

Sasuke had gone on missions with her brother before, for the brief period of time they were in ANBU together. And this was pathetic lip service.

But Sasuke gritted her teeth and accepted her brother's lies.

Her father was furious about Itachi's decision, but he never said a word. Instead gave Sasuke what she always wanted and focused the entirety of his attention on her.

"Becoming the head of police would be a paltry goal for you, Sasuke, no…you need to think bigger."

Only after Itachi moved out, leaving Sasuke to deal with her father's fixations did she realize that being the world which your parent's dreams revolved around was oppressive.

"Father, becoming Hokage is of no interest to me."

But he'd ignore her, try his hardest to groom her for the position. Her father would give her the most difficult cases, made her liaison with ninja from different villages, made her read books on tactics, politics, agriculture, finances, like she was a student instead of a full-grown adult.

And every time she wanted to rebel, to tell her father to fuck off, the flame she thought died out, that burning in the pit of her stomach would flare up.

Itachi couldn't handle this, but you can. You can finally be more than he was.

And Sasuke would clench her jaw and accept all the pressure of her father and the clan's expectations.


Her relationship with Uzumaki Naruto was complicated.

She never thought much of him when they were young — a useless class clown, who couldn't do anything a ninja should do other than throw his fists around. He was an undisciplined orphan, and Sasuke knew he would flunk out of the academy within a week of observing him.

But, somehow, he graduated. And somehow they were on the same genin team together.

Sasuke never spent an extra second thinking about him, but Narutohatedher. It was obvious and pathetic, and Sasuke tuned him out — until he started getting strong.

She'd always considered him a useless, stupid puppy of sorts, but, before she knew it, Naruto was nipping at her heels, demanding her attention.

I'm going to be stronger than you, I'm going to be a better ninja than you, I'm going to become Hokage and then you'll have to respect me!

Sasuke always scowled and scoffed at him, never believing in somethingless.

But he grew and grew, and, in a strange way, it was mesmerizing.

At some point in time, a flame equally as bright as the one she had for her brother grew for Naruto, and she considered him her rival.

That alone made him the closest person to her outside of her family members. The only member among her peers she'd even spend an extra moment thinking about. Always thoughts about how annoying he was, how stupid he was, or maybe simulating fights in her head, various ways on how to take him down.

When she began to respect him, Sasuke would never figure out, but once she did, their relationship changed.

Because the respect was mutual and that respect built into trust.

And Naruto somehow became the person she trusted the most, outside of her family, and sometimes when she struggled, it was better to speak with him than Itachi or Shisui or her mother.

"He's wasting his time," Naruto handed her his canteen and she took a small sip.

They rarely trained together anymore, with how busy her schedule was as head assistant of the police force and her studying.

"'Cause I'm gonna be Hokage, y'know? No amount of nerdin' out from you is going to change that."

Sasuke wiped a bead of water from her lips with the back of her hand, hiding her smile against it.

"Hm, you're so cocky. Maybe I should actually try. I assure you, if I did, you'd be looking at the first woman Hokage."

"Huh, that'd actually be pretty cool," Naruto grinned.

She could smell the sweat on his skin, white shirt drenched and sticking against his chest and abdomen, muscles outlined.

Sasuke looked away, watching birds on the other side of the clearing, her face hot.

"But seriously, no offense, Sasuke, but your dad is kind of a douche."

She bristled at that, turning back to face him.

"He keeps tryna push all that shit he wanted your brother to do onto you, and he never listens to what you have to say. Pisses me off, honestly."

"It's not his fault," Sasuke argued, "If Itachi didn't decide to throw his life away to become a medic off all thing —"

Naruto snorted, "That's bullshit. C'mon Sasuke, he didn't throw his life away. He just did what he wanted, you should too."

"I-I don't know what I want."

"That's okay too." Sasuke's heart stuttered, Naruto giving her a soft smile she liked to delude herself into thinking was just for her. "Anyway, I haven't seen you this stressed out since we almost failed that first genin exam."

"Is it that obvious?"

"It is to me." He put his hand on her shoulder, pushing her down on her back and then rolling on top of her, his smile morphing into a smirk. "I could help you out with that, y'know?"

Her relationship with Uzumaki Naruto was complicated. And this was the most complicated part of it.

"You're so annoying," she mumbled, but he ignored her, leaning down to kiss her.

It was like candy on her tongue, how sweet his kisses were. Slow and delicate, his mouth moving soft against hers, the teasing brush of his tongue on her lips made her moan.

Sasuke wrapped an arm around Naruto's waist, her other hand curling into the hair by the nape of Naruto's neck, tucking him closer to herself.

"Sasuke," he sighed her name against her lips, eyes heavy and hooded, the darkness of them stoking the flames in Sasuke's core.

His hand moved up to cup her jaw, placing a kiss on her forehead, then her nose.

"Naruto…" He was tender in a way that was difficult for Sasuke to handle, in a way she received from no one else. Her stomach fluttered as he tilted her head, a kiss on her cheek and then her chin, moving down until he was kissing her neck.

His tongue dipped out over her pulse, licking a long stipe up to her jaw. Sasuke closed her eyes for a moment and moaned, before she thought better of it.

"Wait, Naruto! I'm sweaty."

He released her, hands pressing against the ground beside her head so he could look down at her.

His cheeks were rouged, the pretty flush over his distinct whisker marks, lips just a tad swollen.

"I don't mind, Sasuke." He smiled at her. "I like it actually. The smell, the taste."

Heat flushed down Sasuke's neck but she managed to mutter out, "Gross."

Naruto's smile grew wider, if that were possible.

"Do you hate it? I'm not your father, y'know? You can say no to me."

"Don't ever mention my father when we are doing this," Sasuke hissed, reaching her hand out to start tugging on the hem of Naruto's shirt. "Now take this off, idiot."

Naruto laughed, pushing off the ground and leaning back on his haunches, stripping his shirt off and exposing toned muscle, shimmering with sweat.

Sasuke licked her lips, her mouth dry, eyes tracking the delicious flex as he threw his shirt to the side.

"I'm not your father," Naruto ignored her and repeated, smirking down at her, his eyes dancing with mirth. "But you can call me daddy, if you want."

"…Naruto, I'm going to kill you!"

"Sure thing! Right after I make you come, 'kay?"

And before Sasuke could retort, Naruto had grabbed her legs, removing her sandals before reaching for her hips, thumbing the waistband of her tights and panties, stripping them off her.

Sasuke watched Naruto, his eyes heavy on her uncovered cunt, a pulse of arousal coursing through her when he cupped the bulge in his pants.

"Man, you're so fuckin' hot, Sasuke. Seein' that pretty pussy of yours will never get old."

Naruto's voice was hoarse and dark, filth dripping from his lips like honey.

"L-less talk and more putting that mouth to good use."

Ohgodshe was almost panting. Pathetic.

Naruto's eyes, the ocean-blue a tight ring around dark pupils, drank in her cunt for one more moment before he adjusted his body on top of her own, his head hovering over her chest.

"Whatever you want,princess."

He kissed the edge of her sports bra first, his tongue lapping against the skin beneath before it was muted by the material.

He kissed down her abdomen, tongue flicking out to collect sweat, kissing over her navel, his eyes flickering up to meet her own as his tongue dipped into it.

"Oh fuck, Naruto," Sasuke moaned, her hand on the back of his head, clutching his hair as Naruto teased her with the tip of his tongue.

Naruto purred and began kissing down again until he reached her pelvis, his hands gripping her thighs and spreading them wide open.

Her folds were already slick with her arousal, and some sweat too, but it was too late to be embarrassed, especially with the hungry way Naruto was staring at her cunt.

Naruto leaned forward, his nose pressed against the curls of her pubic hair and she heard him inhale softly.

"Fuck," Naruto groaned, "I like it. Your scent is heavy today, y'know?"

Never mind, she was really going to kill him.

His face slid down, mouth pressed against her cunt, tongue running patterns into her folds that made her brain spark.

Okay, she'd kill him after she came.

Naruto moved his hands onto her inner thighs, palms pressing down into her while his thumbs spread her pussy out as he lapped at her.

He was so fucking greedy, head bobbing as his tongued over her folds, and either side of her lips, all the way up to her clit which he teased with taps from the tip of his tongue. Then he would press his hot mouth against her, tongue digging inside, twirling around, driving her wild.

"Shit, shit, like that, fuck!" Sasuke panted, one hand gripping the grass beside her and the other pushing on the back of Naruto's head, almost grinding his face against her cunt. Naruto moaned when she did that, the tremble she felt on her skin.

"Taste sooo good, Sasuke, wanna drink you every day," he sounded drunk, half growling, and then he was on her again, licking, sucking, heading moving back and forth as he devoured her, Sasuke dripping and Naruto swallowing it down like he'd die without her arousal.

The pleasure was overwhelming, her hips rising off the ground, humping up into Naruto's mouth. Her hand balled into a fist in Naruto's hair, pulling and tugging and trying anything to feel the sweet release of the tight coil in her abdomen.

"Naruto, fuck, please — I'm so — you're about to make me come, I need more!"

Naruto's hands fell underneath her ass, squeezing and pulling her up into his mouth as he took her clit into his lips andsucked.

He was merciless. He was a brute. Lips pursed tight and sucking so harsh that his cheeks hollowed.

Sasuke's thighs ached as she came, trembling around Naruto's head as he sucked and sucked, extending her orgasm and the pathetic keening sound she made. Her cunt pulsed around nothing as Naruto slowed down, suckling gently before releasing her clit, kissing it a few times, so sensitive her hips tried to jump back but Naruto's grip wouldn't let her have any reprieve.

He lapped at her like a kitten, demure and light, until her thighs finished quivering, and the ache of sensitivity melted into pleasure again.

Naruto placed her ass back on the ground, releasing her and kneeling as he began removing his sandals and pants. His face was drenched in Sasuke's arousal, lips and chin and jaw, shimmering in the sunlight that passed the canopy of the tree's leaves.

He looked like an angel, ready to deliver her divine pleasure.

He looked like a devil, ready to ruin her life in the most sinful of ways.

And her mind, still in a daze from orgasm, moved her mouth against her will.

"Mhh, you look like…sex."

It's stupid, stupid, stupid. But Naruto paused, pants and boxers already down to his knees, his hard cock twitching in the air, thick and uncut, the tip peaking against the foreskin and already messy and dripping with precum. His eyes were still hooded, dark and intoxicated with lust as he spoke. "That's good, yeah? That's good right? And what about you then, Sasuke?"

Naruto pulled his clothes off his ankles, kicking them away, grabbing Sasuke's hips and pulling her against him, the bottom of her ass slotted against his inner thighs, his cock resting heavy on her abdomen. Naruto swayed his hips, the tip of his cock rubbing over her belly, leaving behind a trail of sticky precum.

"You look like destruction then," Naruto murmured, looking down at her in a way that made her heart pound. "My undoin'."

Naruto pulled his hips back, until his tip was rubbing the entrance of her swollen pussy, and then he angled himself and filled her to the brim with every single inch of his cock.

"Oh god," Sasuke gasped, eyes rolling to the back of her head from the pure sensation of thestretch. Naruto's hands were soothing on her body, roaming on her hips on the thick of her thighs, until Sasuke started wiggling her hips, trying to fuck his cock.

"That's it," Naruto groaned as he began thrusting. Long strokes that brought the tip of his cock to her entrance, rubbing against the ridged area of her g-spot before filling her to completion again, his tip kissing against the back of her cunt. "You take me — take my cock like you were meant just for me, y'know?"

"Naruto, ah, fuck. K-keep going!"

Naruto did, his hands clasping against her own, fingers weaving with hers, like she was his lover, while he pounded into her, like she was his slut.

"So wet, so good, ngh, perfect cunt. Fuck, you're perfect, Sasuke," Naruto moaned, babbled, as he fucked her to oblivion, her arousal staining his cock with each pass of it in her cunt.

"Naruto, god,god, Naruto, this feels —"

"Yeah, yeah, fuck, I know. Tight, 'nd perfect, fuck, flutterin' too. Sasuke."

"There, oh god, right there, Naruto, yes, yes!"

Naruto let go of her left hand, Sasuke almost crying out, until he dropped it on top of her mound, fingers splayed as his thumb worked her clit, circling it until stars were bursting behind Sasuke's eyes.

"N-Naruto." Her toes curled, her walls pulsing and her thighs shaking. "I'm going to — you're going to make me come so fucking hard."

"Yes, fuck, yes," Naruto groaned, hips still pumping, thumb still incessant on her clit. "Come for me, Sasuke, come for me princess and I'll fill you the fuck up."

It was like an explosion, heat rushing through her body, her cunt clamping on Naruto's cock as she came so hard her vision blurred for a moment. She refocused to the sight of Naruto completely buried in her, his pubic hair matted with her arousal, his abdomen tensing as he came, his cock twitching inside of her with each rope of cum he spilled.

There was a moment of nothingness, only the shared panting, the wind rustling the leaves of the tree, the chirping of birds on the other side of the clearing.

Sasuke's mind was empty, except for being there, with Naruto.

Naruto gripped the base of his cock, her lips stretched against the tip as he pulled it out with a softplop.

Her cunt was a mess. Naruto's cum dripping out, mixed with her arousal and sweat, lips swollen and flushed.

And Naruto stared at it like it was the finest of jewels.

"Fuck, I'll never get tired of that. Fuckin' your cunt and gettin' to see you all…used. 'Cause of me…fuck, wish I could always have you like this."

"Me too," Sasuke whispered. Naruto leaned on top of her again, painting her face with delicate kisses. "You make me forget about my problems, my family, about being better than my brother, about pleasing my father."

"Good!" Naruto purred, nuzzling his nose against her cheek, inhaling. "I want…I want you to be happy, Sasuke. Y'know? You deserve that, you should want that first."

Sasuke's relationship with Uzumaki Naruto was complicated, but she wasn't satisfied with that anymore. She wanted it to be simple.

For it to be crystal clear, like his eyes.

"Naruto."

He pulled back to look at her, their noses nearly touching, his concentration completely on her.

"I've realized, there is something that I want. Something that I want to be."

Naruto cupped her hand in his, thumb running across the back. "Yeah? What is it?"

She stared at him, the warmth of him, his tenderness, it radiated through her soul.

"I want to be the wife of the next Hokage."

Naruto's brow furrowed. He was an idiot, so it took him more than a moment to understand her words.

He laughed and then hugged her closing, kissing her fiercely on the lips. "You Uchiha are so fuckin' weird! Is this how you ask a guy out?"

"I don't know what you're talking about," Sasuke sighed, tilting her head, meeting Naruto kiss for kiss, so soft and sweet it poured directly to her heart. "It's my goal, nothing else."

Naruto cupped her face, his smile so beautiful she had no choice but to smile back.

"Fine, you annoyin' princess, it's a promise, I'm next. I'll show you and everyone else in this village, and when I put on the Hokage hat —"

He kissed her and kissed her and kissed her and filled her withlove.

"The happiest part of that day will be sayin' you're mine."

Sasuke buried her face into his chest and beamed.

She had no doubt in her mind, not like when she dealt with her family.

She would be his. Shewashis.

And that flame of anger, of competition…it burned for something much more intense now.

Something that warmed her heart and soul.