"Na-Naruto?!?" Ino gasped at seeing her old classmate sitting on the throne of the Sound Village, married to Sasuke Uchiha.
Naruto turned to look at her. There was recognition in his eyes, but they were missing their usual spark of life that was so Naruto. He smiled at her pleasantly, but not his full-face smile.
"Hello Ino-chan. I am happy to see you. Thank to for finding the time to come and visit us. I know you must be busy. But my Lord-husband couldn't wait to announce our marriage and soon arrival of our firstborn."
Useless to say, the Konoha group was speechless, they didn't know what to make of the situation. They had come thinking of saving their comrade from imprisonment. They never expected to find him a willing partner of the Uchiha.
A quick look at Kakashi confirmed to Shikamaru that Naruto was not under a Genjutsu.
Sasuke smirked at seeing the shocked faces of the shinobi from the Leaf. He had thought about putting his beloved under a Genjutsu. It would have definitely made the process faster. However he didn't want a puppet. He wanted his Naruto, whole, with his bright personality, his big smiles. He wanted him, just madly in love with him, like Sasuke was of him.
Kakashi coughed to break the awkward silence fallen in the Hall.
"Not to sound rude. But can I ask what happened, Naruto? Last time we checked you had been kidnapped from your village, your home, and kept captive here for more than a year. Plenty of our men died trying to rescue you, killed by orders of your husband."
Naruto looked down for a second before returning his blue eyes to his former companions.
"I am deeply sorry for what happened to your men. No reason is worth the lost of lives. But I don't regret what happened. It was my destiny to be with Sasuke. I was roaming in the darkness all my life, until Sasuke came for me and patiently showed me the light. My destiny is here, with my beloved husband, who loves me more than anything. And it is my destiny to carry his children." He sweetly caressed his large belly. "This child is obviously a gift from kami. I am just sorry it took me so long to realise all this." He looked apologetic to Sasuke.
Sasuke smiled sweetly at him and kissed his hand. "I could have waited all my life for you. You are my soulmate. We are meant to be together."
"Enough with this nonsense!!" Kiba shouted, "Shut your fucking mouth!"
He launched himself at full speed on top of Akamaru toward the Uchiha, ready to just kill him and take Naruto home. End of the story.
No one expected Sasuke to do nothing. He just remained sat on his throne, smirking. The reason appeared very soon. Naruto stood up from his own throne and calmly positioned himself in front of Sasuke, arms spread, ready to use his body as a shield to protect his husband.
Kiba's eyes widened in surprise. "What?!?"
It was too late, he couldn't stop himself in time. Soon he would crash against the blond. But before it could happen, a purple full-body Susanoo surrounded Naruto, defending him from the attack, and punched Kiba and Akamaru against the wall further from the throne.
The other Konoha ninjas were ready to attack, but Kakashi stopped them.
"Don't be stupid. Do you want to start a war? He is still the Otokage."
Unhappy, they stepped back, still glaring at Sasuke with hate.
Once sure no one was going to do something stupid, Sasuke removed Susanoo, stood up and hugged Naruto from behind, putting his arms around his waist, caressing his swollen belly. He kissed his cheek sweetly. "Thank you for protecting me, my love" Naruto blushed. "Take him away" Sasuke ordered his guards. "Put him in the dungeons." Then he turned to Konoha shinobi. "Inuzuka will stay there, unharmed, until it's time for you to leave. I think it's quite generous of me, considering he attacked me, my Consort and our unborn child." He said looking at Kakashi in particular, knowing he would understand what he was implying, that he was being very magnanimous.
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Otogakure Consort
FanfictionSasuke had enough. He wanted Naruto and he wanted him now. It didn't matter that Naruto didn't reciprocate his feelings.