Author's note: Nothing really redeemable about this. Had a new yaoi manga coming into my collection this week and that inspired this ... drabble, let's call it that. Don't expect anything serious. Bashed this out in less than an hour because the idea wouldn't leave my mind. And now you're stuck with it; you're welcome.

Warnings: Sasuke's pov; Alternate universe; yakuza; A/B/O dynamics; Alpha Sasuke; slash; implied mature content; drabble

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. Kishimoto owns it.

I hope you'll like this drabble!

Down to the Letter

The entire underworld dreaded and loathed the day the two biggest yakuza clans decided to converge. The Uchiha and Jinchuuriki clans were equally feared and hated; their reputation even exceeding the country borders. They had the manpower, the territory, the weapons and a steady stream of income, both legal and not so legal. Many small gangs tried to encroach on their ground; all of them failed. You tried to fuck them over, that was the last thing you would ever do; it was that easy.

Both clans were powerful enough to deal with any threat that came their way, but they still decided to combine forces and become one massive clan which basically ruled the entire underworld. None of the smaller clans could understand why, especially because just as powerful each clan was, just as much did they hate each other. The Uchiha and Jinchuuriki clans were like cats and dogs: more likely to attack and snarl at each other than leave the other be. So why on earth would they want to become forces? Nobody understood.

It was easier to understand than they thought, though. The bigger a clan was, the easier it was to subdue enemies and have access to enough resources. Instead of trying to kill each other, it had been decided it would be easier if both clans simply merged, resulting in one less clan of which they had to be wary.

The negotiations had taken months, led by Uchiha Itachi, the eldest son of the Uchiha clan leader, and Namikaze Minato, one of the supposed right hands of the Jinchuuriki clan leader. Having the leaders themselves hold the negotiations would have led to disaster immediately, because both men were too distrusting and wary of the other one. Itachi had the reputation to be level headed no matter the circumstances and Minato was practically famous for his calm demeanour. If anybody could negotiate the merger of the two biggest clans Japan had ever seen, it would be these two.

And succeeding in merging the two clans, they did. It had taken months, many long nights and even longer terse conversations but they had managed to do it. Something nobody had ever thought was possible, Itachi and Minato had managed to do in less than two years. It was a very impressive feat, though that didn't take away the remaining tensions between the clan members. They no longer tried to kill each other, that was true, but that didn't mean there were no squabbles anymore.

Especially two people in particular could get really into it, worse than cats and dogs. The two people in question were Uchiha Sasuke, the youngest son of the Uchiha leader and Itachi's brother, and Uzumaki Naruto, the Jinchuuriki's clan leader's favourite as many liked to sneer. On top of being the one who had been dubbed as the one most likely to follow up Kurama, Naruto was also Minato's son which managed to spread his name rather far already even when he had still been a teenager. Sasuke himself was also already making a name for himself, even though he wasn't that old yet either.

Both men could be considered geniuses in their own right and that was perhaps the reason why they were more likely to try to kick the shit out of each other instead of getting along. It could also be because both were Alpha and had belonged to opposite clans before both clans merged together.

"He might act like a dick most of the time, but you've got to admit, he's got quite the appeal," Karin commented idly.

"Hm?" Sasuke looked up distracted from his laptop, following her gaze outside. He pursed his lips when he realised who she was referring to.

Uzumaki was making his way down the street, talking to his red haired friend. Sasuke supposed Uzumaki wasn't bad on the eyes. His messy blond hair and his blue eyes were certainly a stunning combination and even the glimpses of his tattoos Sasuke had spotted sometimes looked more artistic than vulgar. He had a slender built but was fairly muscled and he was one of the fastest people Sasuke knew.

He was also one of the most annoying people Sasuke had the misfortune of knowing; a trait that most certainly had been exacerbated by the Jinchuuriki leader Kurama, who was a foul mouthed prick during the best of times and an absolute goddamn tyrannic arsehole during the worst of times.

"Well, his clan leader is a dick, so that checks out," Suigetsu snorted from his slumped spot in the armchair.

"I have heard that Naruto-san is quite the inspiration to most of the clan members," Jugo remarked thoughtfully.

"You can be a dick and still have people admiring you," Sasuke said disinterestedly, returning to his laptop.

Suigetsu snickered. "Yeah, I guess you would – oomph!"

That was definitely the sound of Karin either punching or kicking Suigetsu for whatever stupid comment he had been about to finish while Jugo tried to retain the peace between them.

Just another day, like usual.

Sasuke was almost at the front door when he became aware of a peculiar scent. The scent was sweet, yet sharp at the same time; tangy like some kind of citrus. It drew him to a stop and had him turning his head back and forth, attempting to figure out where it was coming from. If Suigetsu could see him now, trying to track down a smell, no doubt the idiot would be crowing like mad, exclaiming he had always known Sasuke wasn't as unruffled as people liked to believe.

The truth was that most scents tended to bore Sasuke. His mother's scent was soothing, of course, and his father's and Itachi's scents both tended to haver a calming effect on him. He could even go as far as to say that Karin didn't smell that awful either, but truthfully Sasuke simply wasn't interested in scents in general because most people in general weren't able to attract his attention.

This smell, however …

He tracked it down to the small alley right next to his house where he encountered –

Uzumaki of all people.

"What are you doing here?" Sasuke demanded, more bewildered than angry.

He thought he should be angry, because what the fuck was Uzumaki doing all the way here when he definitely didn't live in the neighbourhood, but then Uzumaki's scent practically blasted him in his face and he stiffened, his eyes widening.

"Trying to make my way home, phone died, and my heat arrived quicker than I thought," Uzumaki replied, sounding like a cross between annoyed and delirious at the same time.

The guy Sasuke had believed to be an Alpha but was actually a goddamn Omega stood slumped against the wall of Sasuke's home, looking like he would buckle through his knees any second now. Even with just the faintest bit of streetlight trickling into the alley, Uzumaki's flushed face was hard to miss. The flush seemed to extend all the way down to his chest, disappearing underneath the collar of his shirt. He had his jacket open and his fingers were restlessly plucking at his shirt, pulling the material away from his chest.

How the hell had Sasuke missed the fact that Uzumaki was actually an Omega? How the fuck had anybody managed to miss that glaring fact?

It probably had been because of the tattoos, Sasuke reluctantly admitted even as he remained frozen in the entrance of the alley. He didn't know of any other Omega who actually tattooed his body and he especially knew of no other Omega who could dish out an arse-kicking like Uzumaki could. It had been logical to assume he was an Alpha like Sasuke was.

Except Alpha didn't tend to smell so alluring and sweet and so goddamn addictive, it was no wonder there were idiots out there who beat the shit out of each other just to be able to catch a whiff of an Omega's scent.

"So what? You planning on setting up camp here?" Sasuke asked sarcastically, needing the conversation to keep his mind focused.

Why the fuck was Uzumaki's scent distracting him so much? He normally didn't give a shit how somebody smelled like, even if they were in heat but now he could barely keep himself from stepping forwards and dragging Uzumaki away from the wall and against him.

"Maybe I was," Uzumaki predictably snarked back but he followed it up with something entirely unexpected.

He smirked, catching Sasuke off guard, and before the Alpha realised it, Uzumaki stood right in front of him, fully enveloping him in his scent now as he leant forwards, bracing his hands against Sasuke's chest. His blue eyes were hooded, glowing with lust, and when a tongue peeked out to lick plush looking lips, Sasuke's eyes couldn't help but be drawn to the sight.

"But I found something else to do. Something a lot better," Uzumaki said; his husky voice doing … interesting things to Sasuke's dick. "How about you help out your new clan member, hm?"

"And how do you suggest I help you out?" Sasuke raised an eyebrow. The places where Uzumaki's hands touched his chest seemed to burn even through the couple of layers of clothing.

Hot fingers slipped around the back of his neck and then he had the Omega fully plastered against his body, leaving not even smidgen of space between them.

Blue eyes looked up at him. Arrested him.

"Fuck me," Uzumaki stated boldly.

Sasuke scoffed, grasping Uzumaki's right arm tightly, lifting his other eyebrow when the blond shivered slightly. He would be an idiot to fuck somebody with whom he had nearly got into a brawl just two weeks ago. They might have joined their clans together, but that didn't mean everything was suddenly perfect between them.

He probably was an idiot, Sasuke was willing to admit when he kicked the door shut behind them before slamming Uzumaki against the wall, kissing him harshly and swallowing his eager moan.

He was an idiot for going through with this when truthfully he didn't even know the other man that well. He should kick him out instead of dragging him to his bedroom, should just have somebody else come pick him up so that Uzumaki could spend his heat in his own house instead of ripping off his clothes and pushing him onto the bed.

He should do a lot of things that didn't include kissing Uzumaki, that didn't include touching and caressing his smooth, warm skin, watching his chest rise rapidly while listening to sweet moans and whimpers pouring from between those swollen lips. He should do anything else but spread him open underneath his hungry gaze, getting drunk on his touch and his scent; the scent which grew only more prominent with all the clothes gone and his slick unrestricted dribbling out of him.

There was a black spiral tattooed around Uzumaki's bellybutton which Sasuke eagerly followed with his tongue, delighting in the shivers and quivers that action elicited. A ferocious golden red fox had been tattooed across his back; the tip of its tail reaching Uzumaki's shoulder. Sasuke hummed approvingly when upon following the outline of the fox, Uzumaki arched his back, seemingly desperate to keep the touch going.

Uzumaki's scent – so alluring, so addictive – felt like it was actively coating Sasuke's tongue by the time he slipped one finger inside of him; Uzumaki rolling his hips to meet the pressure. Sasuke could only watch fascinated how Uzumaki rolled and jerked his hips with every finger he added, listen to the wet noises as he fucked his fingers into Uzumaki's tight entrance; the muscles slowly relaxing with each push, with each thrust and swipe of his thumb. He felt almost delirious himself as he became practically hypnotised by the sweet whimpers and needy moans pouring out of the heat struck Omega as he fucked his fingers deeper and harder until-

He was an idiot for doing this, but fuck if he could stop himself now when he finally sank into Uzumaki, felt those hot, wet muscles spread out around him, moulding around him, dragging him deeper inside and refusing to let him go. He would have time later to consider his idiocy, he decided as he began to fuck his Omega hard; each of his thrusts sliding deep and rough, brushing against that sweet spot within Uzumaki that had the blond gasping and pleading for more, his arms locked tightly around Sasuke's shoulders, unwilling to let him go.

More than enough time later one to contemplate his idiot decision for sure. Now, though? Now he was drowning in sweet, addictive, pleased Omega scent and he would be an idiot to let that go.

Blue eyes locked onto his and their mouths crashed together as Sasuke practically bent Uzumaki in two, throwing his legs over his shoulders as he fucked deeply into him; the roaring sound of his blood in his ears not loud enough to drown out Uzumaki's satisfied moan as fingers dug into his back.

Perhaps there was something to be said after all for merging their clans together.

The End

AN2: Hate fucking? More like mate fucking, am I right? (Yes, that's literally what the title alludes to; I'm clever, I know)

Will I come back to this universe? The future will decide as always.

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