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Chapter 4

by Ren421

Naruto's new little family is discovered with disasterous results.

Category: Naruto - Rating: NC-17 - Genres: Angst,Erotica,Romance - Characters: Naruto,Sasuke - Warnings: [X] [Y] - Published: 2009-10-20 - Updated: 2009-10-20 - 2190 words - Complete

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Innocence From Ashes
Chapter 4

Sasuke came awake suddenly, with his heart pounding violently. Gasping, he tried to sit up, but the thunder in his ears, the fire in his veins weakened him. Heat and wetness surrounded his most sensitive part, and ebony eyes rolled wildly to find an unruly thatch of blonde hair between his quivering thighs, dark lashes completely closed to rest upon flushed whiskered cheeks.

“N… Naruto…” He moaned, unable to conceive how something could feel so unimaginably good as his love’s mouth exactly where it was right now.

Warm hands pinned his now bucking hips to the sandy floor of the nest, and there was a long, very hard pull on his twitching organ. Suddenly there was a white hot explosion in the cradle of Sasuke’s hips, his vision became filled with fiery streaks that blurred to such a brightness that he had to close his eyes. His heart was throbbing in his ears, in his cock, and in his breast as he came violently into that dark sucking heat.

Naruto leaned back slightly, never releasing the powerful force on his littermate’s penis. He drew out every single drop from within, and still wanted more. Sasuke groaned, twitched, and finally caught the smaller male up in his arms and pulled him up to his lips, breaking the contact with a noisy smacking.

“Koi…” He gasped into those sweet and luscious lips, filled with the taste of Naruto, and something darker, slightly bitter… his own pleasure. The double armful of whimpering and squirming blonde gave him almost as much pleasure as the orgasm he’d just experienced.

He rolled Naruto onto his back, pressing himself against all that delicious passion, and felt the other boy shudder hard, and sticky heat flooded between their bodies in several pulsating bursts. Sasuke smiled against Naruto’s throat as the other threw back his head and gave a warbling cry of completion.

“By all that’s holy,” he whispered softly against that vulnerable column of warmth, “I love you so much…” Feeling swamped by waves of contentment, he held and stroked and kissed his beautiful littermate as the other boy slowly and dreamily came down from his pleasurable high.

“Mmmmmm…” Naruto began with a throaty purr, resonate and content, “Now I see why you like it so much, Teme.”

The affectionate insult made Sasuke’s heart contract suddenly with a burst of happy heat. He couldn’t help but wonder why being called a bastard by his beloved would bring him such joy, but he’d learned much earlier to never try to ferret out the whys and wherefores of such things, because then his nightmarish dreams would slam into his head. No, he’d learned to just take each miraculous moment as they came, and enjoy them utterly.

“Took you long enough, Dobe,” he responded thoughtlessly, and then suddenly felt so sick he broke out in a cold sweat. He gripped the boy in his arms tighter and swallowed thickly. “Fuck, Naruto, I’m sorry I called you that!”

Naruto leaned back, a golden brow arching in confusion, then his nose scrunched in concern to see the stricken sheen of tears in the dark haired boy’s suddenly haunted eyes. In all honesty, the term had given him a warm glow of contentment. It had felt so right to hear that word come out of Sasuke’s mouth, directed at him. Right and proper.

”Why?” He asked softly, leaning his head up to nuzzle the other boy, a soft purr beginning in the back of his throat. “I liked it. Besides, I’m your dobe, right? So it’s okay. Right?”

Sasuke felt the happy grin against his jaw, and began to relax slowly, more than a little confused again why such a simple and innocently returned insult would bring him to a state of terrified panic.

Supple fingers speared through dark hair, and Naruto chuckled softly as he began to anoint Sasuke’s face with moist kisses. “Besides, if you call me dobe, I can go on calling you teme, Teme.”

He gave a tender, unsuspecting earlobe an affectionate, possessive nip. “Just don’t let me hear you calling anyone but me a dobe, got that?”

Sasuke gave a gentle growl and snatched a quick and hot kiss from his dobe. “Fine, Dobe, as long as I’m the only teme in your life.”

Naruto suddenly rolled Sasuke onto his back, and stared intently down into those beautiful dark eyes looking up at him. “You will always be the only one in my life, Sasuke.” The blonde’s voice was a husky, sensual thread in his ears.

Warm lips suddenly descended, and Sasuke responded to the searching kiss. Their mouths parted with a moist sound, and Naruto smiled tenderly. “I just love you so much, Sasuke. Promise me we’ll always be together like this. Promise me you’ll never leave me. Promise me.”

The sudden heat in the blonde’s voice both startled and pleased Sasuke. “I promise, Naruto. I will never leave you, and we will face the world together, forever.” He wondered if maybe, somehow, a little of their shared past had leaked into Naruto’s subconscious, and fervently hoped not. He never, ever wanted his love to feel even a split second’s unease by that terrible time.

Naruto gave him a brilliant smile of happiness. “Good.” Then he chuckled, pinched Sasuke’s rear, and leapt up, leaning down to offer his hand. “Let’s go swimming, the sand’s starting to stick, and you smell funny.”

Sasuke yelped, grabbed that hand, and tried to pull the blonde off his feet. And the strangely intense moment passed. They tussled playfully for a moment, then began to walk slowly to the pond.

Sasuke suddenly realized, with a feeling akin to horrified shock, that Naruto was now just as tall as he was. Surely Naruto wouldn’t surpass him in height, surely…

After a quick dip at the pond, and then another one because, oh god, Sasuke, so damn good, I’m gonna… I’m gonna… and fuck, Naruto, why do you have to taste so damn good? Then laughing and cavorting, they darted through the trees, the soft breeze slowly drying the water droplets from their naked bodies, until they came to the wooden post and crosspiece fence of the farm.

Sasuke’s playfulness vanished, and he pulled Naruto close, running possessive hands over sun warmed flesh. “Shhh…” He cautioned.

From the moment Chichiue had deemed them big enough to get their own clothes, he’d admonished Sasuke to be careful, not to let the farmer see them. Not to let any human see them. It was too dangerous. The farmer could take Naruto away from them. And Sasuke took this threat very seriously indeed.

No one would take Naruto away from him. No one!

The mere thought made his heart pulse, his hands itch, and a soft growl to be born in the back of his throat.

So while Naruto stood obediently quiet in his arms, Sasuke extended all his senses. His nose twitched, ears sharpened, and he half closed his eyes to better feel for anyone. When he was satisfied, he led his blonde down the lane, under the heavy nodding blossoms of wisteria over the gate, and around the back wall.

There, flapping softly in the breeze, were rows of clothes.

Naruto’s eyes glistened to see a bright orange shirt waving teasingly at him from the far end. Just the thing!

He dismissed Sasuke’s concerns, for his dark littermate, though very beloved, was such a cynical creature. Why would anyone want to harm him? So with a happy chirp, he threw himself down between two lines of crisp and summer scented sheets, making a beeline for the shirt he just had to have.

“Naruto!” Sasuke hissed in furious consternation, but before he could even take a step, hell broke loose.

“Gotcha!” A loud, male voice bellowed, followed by the frightened squeal of Naruto, as the blonde was caught up in the brawny arms of the burly farmer, who’s rough, homespun shirt was rough and painful on his smooth skin.

“Sasuke!” Naruto screamed, writhing in the man’s imprisoning grip, scratching, biting, and howling like a banshee. Yellow fur exploded from the tips of Naruto’s ears.

“Hold still, you little varmint!” The farmer shouted, astonished at the sudden ferocity of the child in his arms.

“Narutooooooooo….” Sasuke’s eyes dilated, became stained with crimson, and a fierce howl burst from his throat. He lowered himself, and didn’t think anything odd of suddenly dropping to his hands and knees, and his fury completely obliterated the sudden pain that flushed his body. He shuddered, itched fiercely, and then clods of dirt shot out from under his black paws as he lunged forward to protect his mate.

“What the hell!” The farmer gasped, as tawny fur rippled wildly, turning flesh to satiny gold. He no longer held a screaming boy in his arms, but a yelping and snapping fox kit, complete with long black whiskers, satiny ears and a silky, bushy tail, both tipped with red.

Shocked and more than a little scared, he released the creature enough to hold him away at arms length, strong fingers buried deep in the gold fur at the back of the frightened fox’s neck.

Then the man screamed as a wolf cub, sleek and black as night, leapt up and locked its gleaming fangs around the arm that held the kit. He dropped the little fox, which bounced with a started yip, and then began snapping at his ankles.

He shook the wolf off, flinging Sasuke hard into a barrel of rainwater at the base of the clothesline. The cub gave a yelping cry, and staggered to the right. Naruto leapt over, and drew one golden paw over the black cub’s back, and began to growl menacingly, wrinkling his little nose with rage, teeth bared threateningly.

The farmer held his bleeding arm, breathing hard, and stared at the two small creatures with wide eyes. He’d hidden in the clothesline to scare the bejesus out of the string of little boys that he’d spied stealing clothes for the last three days; for a dare, he’d suspected. Shaking hands reached for the shotgun leaning against the aforementioned barred. The moment it was in his hands, he lifted it sharply and drew a bead on the two animals.

Sasuke sensed that this strange thing was a great threat, shook off the stars and fans dancing around his head, and then leaped lithely over Naruto, to position himself between the kit and the farmer, likewise snarling and growling.

There was a thundering roar, and the farmer almost wet himself to see the biggest, reddest fox leaping over the fence rail as if it were nothing. Nine tails waved behind it wildly. Red and black eyes burned with a hellish light, and fangs as long as his hands dripped as it continued to advance at a frightening rate, howling in fury.

“K…Kyuubi…” The farmer wailed, the gun dropping from numb fingers, and he began to stumble backwards in terror. The gun was useless; the three animals had no idea it was only loaded with rock salt, not cartridges. He’d only wanted to scare the boys into leaving his family’s clothes alone. He’d never expected to be faced with children turning into animals, or the resurgence of the dreaded Ninetails!

As the farmer became snarled in the sheets and fell back, screaming as he landed helplessly on his back, the two little creatures darted towards the great fox, yelping all the way. Little paws tore up the grass in their haste and speed. They quickly took refuge under the sheltering bulk of their Chichiue.

Kyuubi had halted his progress as soon as his children were safely by his side. He lowered his head, growling menacingly.

The farmer thought longingly of his beautiful wife and household of lively children, whimpered softly, and closed his eyes. Who would protect them now that Kyuubi was back to rampage? If only he could see them one more time…

When nothing happened, the farmer opened his eyes, to see all three creatures running away. Shocked, he watched the fox snatch up the kit first, fling it onto his back, then doing the same with the wolf cub. Both little animals hung on for dear life as the Kyuubi leapt over the fence once more. Seconds later they were lost to sight in the thick line of trees that bordered the fence. A few more moments later, and the crashing and pounding of the nine tailed fox were heard no more.

Shakily, the farmer slowly got up, gripped his bleeding and aching arm, and stared blankly at where the trio had vanished. He couldn’t fathom why he was still alive, and not resting in well chewed bits inside the demon’s belly.

Then he shook off his daze, and ran off to spread the alarm.
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