[Part 1] Naruto and Sasuke just broke up. Itachi goes over to mend Naruto's heart, to treat him better.
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[Part 2] It's years later and Itachi wants everyone to know that Naruto was his from the start.
*Arts and Pictures used are by their origina...
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Hello!! It's been a while! I had hit some writer's block when it came to writing Part 2. I had ideas for the chapter, but couldn't figure out how I wanted to write it. I also around the end of October, hit a really troubling time in my family/personal life. So, I really lost motivation on this story for a while.
Though, I hope you enjoy it, IT IS SUPER LONG. THE LONGEST THING I EVER WROTE. ITS 38 PAGES!!
I may do some side mini stories (or maybe just drabbles) depending on how I feel and what you guys think! So let me know what you think :) Review/Leave comments. It means sooo much to me! I love reading what you guys have to say. Thank you!!
Posted on Wattpad (AnimeGirlTillDeath), Fanfiction and AO3 (AnimeGirlTillDeathAndOn).
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Ages: Naruto; 24/25. Itachi; 28.
Rating: T (maybe M) - Some smexy parts are mentioned, but never in detail.
Warnings: Yaoi, Pure Fluff, LOTS OF FLUFF, some references of smut, mpreg, boyxboy...uhh...nothing too extreme here.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. I also do not too much about business so take the company talk very lightly. I also do not know too much about instruments. I am going off info from I know and some that I have researched. I have only played guitar and some flute.
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3 Years Later
"Mr. Uzumaki!"
"Namikaze! Please a statement!"
"Sir! What are your plans for Rasengan?"
Naruto rolled his eyes behind his sunglasses. People say he was one of the nicest people, making the most unlikely friends. Yet, reporters and paparazzi got on his nerves, they were like vultures, but he still put on his best smile and waved their way as he passed by, walking towards the sleek, black SUV that would drive him to the airport.
