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Luckily, everything is going well for the village and my birthday plans are still in full swing. I visit Itachi the day before my birthday since he requested my presence beforehand. It'll be rude to keep him waiting a day longer.
"I assume Sasuke told you everything, right? Even about the fact he had left his previous team?" Itachi asks, sitting up from his bed.
I stop a few feet away from him. "Yeah. He told me that he didn't want them to depend on him for leadership."
"It's not the leadership aspect he was afraid of, it was the fear of not seeing them have their own strength. He doesn't like it when people are interested in him for looks or strength. Even some shinobi tried to cling to me because I look intimidating. Imagine how long he spent knowing he looked like Itachi's brother and not Sasuke."
"I heard they recently fixed their association with one another. Sasuke isn't interested in being a team but he welcomes them as close people."
"Ironically, he did the same thing for you."
"What do you mean by that?"
Itachi stands from his bed and fixes his attire. "Sasuke isn't interested in being a team, Naruto... but that doesn't mean he isn't interested in being close to you. He prefers doing independent work and leaving work out of his relationships. He thinks he's being selfish but he has been told that by someone who never had love the way you two do."
I awkwardly rub the back of my neck, trying to get shy at the thought of it all. "Yeah, well... We spent a lot of time in prison together to patch things up."
"During those six months, you two were just friends who tried to fix things while planning an escape. Now you two are trying to figure out what to do with the newfound love you harbored. You, Naruto, harbored this love for years upon years. It's a given that many people in your position would run into the arms of their loved ones. You stayed patient. I'm grateful for that."
"Six months was easy since he was there the entire time."
"Yet, you didn't think about how your village sent you there without hesitation. They made you think that you were the culprit so you wouldn't ruin the plan. A plan that you were more than worthy to take on as Minato and Kushina's son."
"What does this have to do with my parents?"
"Your parents have enemies everywhere and every second is a fine line between your possible death and ruined future. Imagine falling in love with someone and losing them because your parents are alive. I'm still alive for Sasuke and yet, my enemies are still out there. Both are you aren't safe in one place and bravery won't save thousands of lives forever."
"Just because I'm their son, that doesn't mean I'm made of steel. If the plan was told to me beforehand, then there would've been a chance of forced interrogation."
"You proved yourself to withstand anything, even Sasuke's blind wrath forced upon him by someone else. You spent months next to him knowing he slaughtered an entire existence, and even with your pride of a shinobi, you still loved him. Your steel armor was able to stay on through it all. Tell me, are you still saying this because you trust our village or because you believe in their judgments?"
"Both." I place my hand where my heart is. "I trust and believe in their judgments of my missions. Ill wishes aren't something I want to have of them. I'd prefer to give them chances until they prove to be corrupted one day."
"Then protect my little brother with your life, Naruto." He gives me a headband with a line through the Leaf Village symbol. "He carried that headband wherever he went. He dropped it when he got caught so I held on to it. He told me to give it to whoever I came across."
"Why did you pick me?" I accept the headband and look down at the rogue symbol on it.
"You love him... And love is something that I can't find anywhere else for him."
"Then... Thank you, Itachi."
"You can thank me by protecting him and accepting his protection. You may not need it but having a shield is still a good feeling to have."
"I'll try my best."
He smiles tiredly and sits down. "Thank you, Naruto."
I hold my other hand out to him. "I don't know why you're talking this way, but if it's what I think it is, please allow me to do this. I want to leave knowing there's an alliance between the Uzumaki clan and the Uchiha clan. They're not dead as long as I don't give up, right?"
Itachi reluctantly shakes my hand. "Again, thank you, Naruto. I trust you with everything I may leave behind."
"What does that include?"
He does a noncommittal shrug. "Who knows? It may be everything."
"Then I'll accept everything you leave behind. I hope this isn't the last time we talk."
"Me as well, Naruto."
"Happy 20th birthday, Naruto!" My mom skips into the dining room with my cake. She places it down on the table so I can blow out the candles. "What did you make a wish about?"
"You know that's not how wishes work, mom." I groan, accepting her tight hug as she tries to ignore the knocking at the door. "Mom, you can't stay longer than necessary. I promise to put the cake in the fridge before going to sleep."
"But my baby is 20 years old now." She pours and Sasuke giggles as he cuts my piece of cake.
I don't want to eat cake tonight. It'll keep me awake until the sky turns bright again.
"Mom, you're suffocating me..." I don't try to pry her off of me. Instead, I hug her back and smile at her behavior.
She hugs me for a few more seconds before pulling away and smiling. She then hugs Sasuke tightly as he lifts his cake away from the hug and uses his other arm to hug her back.
"You're a good person, Sasuke. Never change." My mom pats him on the back and pulls away from the hug. She leaves the dining room, grabs her stuff, and walks to the front door while putting on her outside shoes. "I'm coming, Dattebane! Stop knocking!"
I can see Kakashi-sensei's hair from where I'm standing and sigh for his survival. He generally isn't the type to rile someone's gears, but if he does, that means Might Guy isn't too far away.
"She's gone now," Sasuke says, taking a small bite of cake. "We're home alone."
"Should that mean anything? Maybe I'm dense since I haven't been in any relationships my entire life. Can you tell me what you mean by us being home alone?" I ask, trying not to seem weird for not knowing what he means.
The two of us always get privacy and alone time, so what else is there to be happy about? Not hearing my mom shout about her missing vest?
"You know..." Sasuke finishes his slice of cake and places the dish into the sink. He sighs as if he doesn't know how to word his response. "You know... the thing that couples do when they're in love..."
I scratch my brain with thoughts. "Dates?"
Sasuke approaches me and pecks my cheek, leaning to whisper into my ear. "Our pre-marriage honeymoon."
It takes my brain a few seconds to figure it out and I can feel myself turn red. "W-What? That? Um..."
"We don't have to. It was just a suggestion. I want to. Every day I wanted to do that with you."
"Me too. I mean, I wasn't always thinking about it, but I don't mind doing that with you."
Sasuke sighs a breath of relief. "How do you want to do it?"
"I-It doesn't matter to me. I can do it either way." I can't stop stuttering. I never expected Sasuke to be so straightforward with this kind of thing.
"Let's clean up and go to the hot springs to relax for a while. Maybe that'll help with our nervousness." Sasuke suggests, pulling away to put the cake in the fridge.
"You're nervous?"
He closes the fridge and nods. "You make me nervous... In a good way, I promise."
"That eases my mind. Let's go before the hot springs close."
Sasuke nods and the both of us go to my room to gather everything we need before leaving the house. We spend the entire time together at the hot springs, soaking in the steam and privacy of it all. We talk about anything that crosses our minds until it's time to leave.
We gather our belongings and just as we finish doing so, we find ourselves in an awkward situation.
Well, not for long, at least.
"Naruto," Sasuke watches me tie my hair into a low ponytail in the bathroom mirror, "are you sure you want to do this?"
I check myself in the mirror one last time before turning around to look Sasuke in the eyes. "I'm more than happy to do this, Sasuke."
"It might hurt," Sasuke says, referring to his entrance by using his finger to lightly touch it. "Um, for both of us, at least."
"It should be fine, if we take our time," I reassure, obviously still a bit nervous myself. "But why are you touching it before reaching the bedroom first?"
Sasuke shrugs, kissing my shoulder and then my neck. "Maybe I want to touch every part of you."
"Then it's only fair if I do the same." Sasuke is bent over the sink with his arm pinned behind his back in seconds.
Sasuke blushes as he doesn't look away from my gaze. "You pervert... You were planning to do this..."
"This is an impromptu occurrence." I manage to grab the lubricant within reach and open the small jar, taking out a generous amount on my fingers. "I can't put my fingers inside if you're squirming, Sasuke."
"I can't help it. You're finally going to have sex with me, after all." Sasuke murmurs, burying his face in his available arm when I slowly push my fingers inside. "Gently, Naruto."
"I'm being as gentle as I can, Sasuke." I rest my forehead on his shoulder, working my two fingers inside of him carefully.
To keep my brain occupied, I start counting the amount of droplets that hit the sink from the faucet.
By the two-minute mark, I try stretching him by using a different scissoring technique. My eyes shift to the mirror and I notice how turned on I look. Sasuke looks too far gone in his thoughts to notice how much he's blushing.
He's trying not to moan. I can hear him sucking in his breaths. How cute of him.
"Let your voice out." I whisper, grinning at Sasuke's reaction. He flinches as if I startled him and his entire body starts to tremble.
"Naruto, you idiot... I was trying not to feel good this entire time."
"We've been quiet for almost seven minutes, Sasuke. Let me hear your voice now." I slick my third finger and push it inside, preparing him to fit my length. I might need to move this to the bedroom. The condoms are in there.
"I'll sound weird..." Sasuke desperately buries his face into his arm to muffle his small noises. "Mm..."
I curl my fingers up every few seconds of stretching him. I'm teasing him. I like the sound of his voice when I don't give him what he wants.
If he wants it, he needs to use his words. Tightening himself around my fingers isn't communicating his needs.
"You feel ready for me." I muse, noticing his facial expression. I try not to get excited seeing him like this, but my fingers think for me as I rub his sensitive spot.
"Naruto, wait..." He lifts his head at the same time I let go of his arm. He clings to the sink using his freed hand and uses his other hand to reach down. "Wait, wait..."
I stop my fingers at his request and he breathes a sigh of relief, trembling as if he's trying not to orgasm. His hand gently squeezes the base of his shaft. His breathing sounds as if it's struggling to even out.
"I'll go to the room. Come join me when you're ready." I take my fingers out of him carefully to not hurt him. I wash my hands in the sink when he moves away from it and then leave the bathroom with the lubricant in hand.
The second I sit on the bed, there's a knock at the front door. I can tell it's the ANBU coming to pick up something for Mom. She must've forgotten something here again.
I can hear Sasuke scramble his clothing on and go to the front door. He sounds like he recognizes the ANBU and I know he'll take a while to return to me.
I use those few minutes to prepare myself for Sasuke beforehand. He seems busy talking with the ANBU about work-related topics and I don't want to bore myself waiting for him. I want to keep my hands busy, after all.
"Sasuke..." I mutter his name into the pillow. My hands are too busy stimulating my body to notice how close I am. I don't snap out of it until I hear the front door close.
I jolt out of my trance and look down at myself. I'm leaking precum and it's obvious to anyone that I almost came.
I immediately stand up out of bed, staggering a bit from the loss of feeling in my legs. I pull the covers off the bed more to give us more space to work with. I can feel my urge to cum fade on time that Sasuke enters the room.
I almost came before we had sex. How embarrassing. I almost got greedy doing it by myself for so long.
"Are you still interested in doing it?" Sasuke steps closer to me, looking a bit awkward. Presumably from the erection between his thighs.
"Yeah... are you?" I ask, hoping he is since I was seconds away from an orgasm a minute ago. It would be nice to finish what I unintentionally started.
"Yeah..." He looks me up and down, studying my body. "You look like it's difficult to endure it any longer."
"It is."
"Good, I'll help you then." Without realizing what he's doing, I only have time to exhale before feeling Sasuke's soft lips on mine. He's grabbing my face, my shoulders, my arms, my chest; anywhere on my body that he can get his hands on.
My hands mirror his actions. Soon enough, we're on the bed and he's looking over me. Seconds later, I'm turning us over to loom over him and grinding our erections together. He groans and moves his hips to do it again.
Our tongues find their way into the other's mouth and we quietly giggle. Our sensitive parts of our bodies are touched and we can't help our reactions. But we don't stop.
"Do it. I need you." Sasuke strokes himself as I kiss my way down to his erection. He lets go of his cock to let me take care of it for him.
I slowly open my mouth and keep myself off of him by fisting my hands on the bed sheets. As Sasuke lifts his hips, I swallow him to my throat. I slip my hands under him so I can keep my weight off him and grope him.
He's right. I am a pervert for him and him only.
"Oh, God... Sasuke..." I carefully insert another inch of his cock into Sasuke's hole, holding up Sasuke's leg by the back of his shin. "I didn't think I would end up doing this... I'm glad you're my first..." I say, thrusting his hips to tease Sasuke with those few inches he has provided. "You're so tight..."
"Naruto, come on..." Sasuke moans impatiently, speaking in a soft voice. "Put all of it inside..."
Sasuke experiences intense pleasure as I penetrate him, reaching his prostate with each thrust. Sasuke's body responds eagerly, writhing his hips to match the pace of my thrusts. The sensation is exhilarating, but Sasuke craves more, desiring to fully explore all that I can offer him.
"Naruto, I promise it's okay... I trust you to take care of my body..." Sasuke breathes, smiling softly and reassuringly.
"Sasuke—" Sasuke interrupts me.
"Naruto, It's really okay... It'll take a minute or two to get used to since it's my first time doing this..."
"Why are you so stubborn?" I moan, gently pushing the rest of his cock inside of Sasuke. "But I can't speak... I'm just as stubborn as you..."
Sasuke taps my forehead with his index and middle fingers, snorting. "I knew that since day one."
I blush at Sasuke's affection, smiling softly. "Then you must know how much I love you."
Sasuke blushes as well, noticing my emotions spiraling in his blue eyes. "Y-Yeah... I love you too..."
I kiss Sasuke. "I'm glad."
"Regarding the abundant evidence of the crimes concerning Sasuke Uchiha, we have decided to handle your imprisonment in Konoha for a consecutive year. Itachi Uchiha, unfortunately, will not be sharing your cell or your sentence. Instead, he'll be serving his time somewhere else in Konoha." The council continues to talk to Sasuke while I sulk in the corner of the room.
I'm not complaining or anything. This is to be expected of someone who murdered their clan and went on a killing spree somewhere else. Sasuke did crimes left and right; conscious or not. He isn't to be trusted so easily in the village, but acknowledging Konoha's unintentional mistreatment of those around them, they decide that Sasuke is allowed to serve his imprisonment here.
I almost scoffed at the fact that they couldn't admit that they made mistakes. They want to avoid impeachment and the only way they can redeem themselves is by handling the wrongdoing immediately.
Sasuke seems grateful for his imprisonment situation while I feel bitter. If Danzo didn't get his hands on both brothers, Sasuke wouldn't be in this mess in the first place.
Sasuke had no choice but to accept help from bad people to accomplish his goals easier. No one around him wanted anything to do with an Uchiha, especially the two survivors who slaughtered everyone themselves.
Back then, while I was waiting for Sasuke, I knew I wasn't going to let the unfairness go. Not even with Danzo locked away from everyone for eternity.
So, right after Sasuke's imprisonment has been made official, I visit Itachi in his cell on the other side of Konoha. He looks weaker than usual, but nonetheless, he hands me an envelope.
"Revenge isn't something to do lightly, Naruto. Don't get greedy with it. Do what you're aiming for and leave without looking back." Itachi warns me in a hoarse voice.
"This isn't revenge. It's justice. The village may have a point on a few things, but they refuse to see the truth as it is. So... I'll be doing them a favor and handling their crimes in person. It's not as if I'm incriminating anyone. I'm only presenting evidence and letting them handle it."
"In front of important people?"
I can't help but grin a little. "They should've thought about that before they dragged all of us into this mess."