A/N: As you may have noticed, this story has been updated without a new chapter. That's because I'm editing every single previous chapter (and adding new content within them) before I write anything new.

Edited: 5/24/2016

Naruto Uzumaki couldn't help it, he really couldn't. It was just that with the wonderful day he'd been having—waking up late, missing the bus, and forgetting his lunch only to find he didn't have any money either—having to dodge a book that was millimeters away from hitting him straight in the face after said book was being thrown around by a bunch of freshmen punks sent him over the proverbial edge.

"Get. The FUCK! Out. Of. My way!"

The freshmen jumped and scurried away, leaving the heavy Algebra book lying in the middle of the hallway. The rest of the students blinked disbelievingly at Naruto; cussing was considered a serious offence.

A pale hand grabbed his upper arm in a strong and unforgiving grip as an angry growl filled the air.

"Mister U-zu-maki," the way that the man drew out his name felt like oil on his skin, "I know that you enjoy being a delinquent, but I would deeply appreciate it if you kept your foul mouth and bad habits away from the school grounds."

Naruto glared up defiantly at the older man, Principle Danzo, through his bangs. He really, really hated that man. The blonde let out a small grunt as the grip on his arm tightened before he was shoved into another person.

"Take care of this trouble making brat, Mizuki," Danzo said with a wave of his hand before walking off.

"Come on you little waste of space." The other man hissed, clearly unhappy about having to deal with the blonde. Naruto hid a wince when the silver haired man grabbed him just as tightly, grasping the same spot Danzo had.

Naruto left the principal's office with several days of detention and a bout of low self-esteem; it had been a while since someone had called him that many names in a row. He rubbed at the back of his head, shit. It had really been a while since someone had been so disgusted by his very presence.

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Naruto rubbed his arm gingerly and pushed his orange sleeve up to check on the sore area. The skin of his upper arm already beginning to darken; it was going to be ugly once the skin finished bruising. Neither man had been very gentle with him earlier. He jumped slightly when someone flopped into the desk right behind his and yanked the sleeve back down quickly.

"Shit man." Naruto's best friend Kiba frowned and lifted the sleeve back up to reveal his upper arm.

"What the hell happened?"

"It's nothing, leave it," Naruto tried brush it off. It was no good and Kiba's frown simply deepened at the resistance.

The blonde chewed his lower lip in thought for a moment before he leaned over and quickly spilled the beans as quietly as he could.

"Shit man." Kiba repeated his early statement, "Sasuke's gonna be pissed when he finds out."

"That's why we won't be telling Sasuke," Naruto shot Kiba a quick look and held his eyes for a long moment, "Ever."

Kiba's eyes widened and Naruto froze when a familiar pale arm draped over his shoulder.

"And what, exactly, won't we be telling Sasuke, Naruto?" Sasuke purred in his ear.

"Ehehehe," Naruto giggled nervously to himself, voice tinged with a hint of panic. He took a breath and tried to calm himself before trying again.

"You must have miss heard me Sasuke."

Sasuke nestled his head closer to Naruto's and rested his chin on the blonde's shoulder.

"Oh did I? My mistake, so then, what did you say?" Was the smooth reply, Naruto could feel the amusement radiating from Sasuke.

Naruto's eyes darted around the room, trying to think of a plausible excuse; he opened his mouth to lie his ass off instead when nothing came to him. Before he could, however, Kiba suddenly darted forward.

Naruto had no time to brace himself and he couldn't stop the wince that jerked his body away as a capped pen was roughly shoved at his bruise. Naruto let out a hiss and drew his injured arm closer to his body while simultaneously punching Kiba in the chest with the other.

"Stop moving your head and let me punch you in the face," Naruto snapped. "That hurt asshole."

He stopped his attempted assault on Kiba's face when his arm was suddenly grabbed and pulled away from his body. Blue eyes flicked over to his boyfriend. Sasuke had his wrist in a firm grip and dark eyes were focused on the spot that Kiba had previously prodded.

Naruto swallowed nervously when Sasuke pushed his sleeve up and bent his head closer to inspect the bruised flesh. Pale lips pulled back into a snarl and Sasuke's head snapped up; his eyes were wide with fury and Naruto tried futilely to calm him with small pets to his tensed hand.

"What is this?" the dark eyed youth hissed dangerously, riling farther under Naruto's soothing touch. Naruto pulled his hand away from the useless petting and scratched the back of his head with the arm that wasn't in Sasuke's death grip.

"It's nothing 'Suke, ran into the door again," he tried for a light tone and chuckled lightly.

A pale hand skated up Naruto's arm to caress the wounded skin, "Did this door have hands?"

Naruto stared blankly at him.

"This bruise is in the shape of finger marks Dobe, so let's try again," dark eyes bore uncomfortably into Naruto's, "What. The Hell. Happened?"

Before Naruto could come up with another lie Kiba butted in with a "Those jerk offs we call principles got handsy with him earlier."

Sasuke blinked and let go of Naruto's arm. He sucked in a deep breath in an attempt to steady himself, "Excuse me?"

Naruto lunged quickly at Kiba, trying to slap a hand over the dog loving brunette's mouth, but the other boy caught his writs and sent Naruto an annoyed look before explaining to Sasuke exactly what Naruto had told him.

Halfway through the recounting Sasuke had a white knuckled grip on the pen that he had in his left hand and a fist curled so tightly that he was cutting into his palm with his blunt nails. By the end he was shaking with rage.

He rose from his seat with a grace that belied his emotions and began to move towards the door. He paused when the bell rang and their teacher, Iruka-sensei, stepped through the doorway and closed the door firmly behind him.

The older man gave the room a smile "Please take a seat everyone," he said as he made his way to his own desk at the front of the classroom. Everyone obeyed the polite request except for Sasuke who resumed in making his way to the door.

"Please go to your seat Mr. Uchiha," Iruka said with a frown; as cold and silent as the younger boy was, he always did as asked.

"Please forgive me Iruka-sensei, but I've just found out that there is something I need to deal with." Sasuke's voice was strained in anger and the teacher's eyes widened; he'd never heard such unrestrained emotion in the youngest Uchiha's voice.

Before he could respond, however, Sasuke was already out the door and prowling down the hall. Iruka was briefly reminded of a panther hunting its prey and it suddenly occurred to him that the Uchiha was every bit as dangerous as they said. He wondered briefly if he should go after him but decided against it after realizing there was nothing he could do to stop the younger man.

"Oh shit!" Naruto jumped out of his desk as the door slammed shut.

"Naruto, sit down!" Iruka yelled, too shocked about Sasuke's behavior to scold the blonde for his language.

"Sorry 'Ruka, I gotta go stop Sasuke from killing someone!" Naruto shouted over his shoulder, as he ran out of the room.

Iruka blinked and looked around the room for some sort of answer. "He's not joking Iruka-sensei, Sasuke's really pissed." Kiba said with a shrug. He was of the opinion that those assholes deserved whatever Sasuke had in store for them

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Sasuke stood outside the principal's office, eyes shut and hands clasped behind his head as he tried to take deep breaths to calm the tremors running up and down his spine. If he opened that damned door before he was settled he'd rip someone's head off. With one last exhale he opened his eyes and let his hands fall to his sides. He wasn't completely fine but he was as fine as he was going to get with the way that the image of Naruto's bruised arm danced in his mind's eye.

There was something deeply satisfying with the way the door bounced off the wall when he shoved it open. He almost wanted to smile when he noticed the new crack in the plaster where the doorknob had slammed against the wall.

"A-ah, M-mister Uchiha, what are you doing here?" Danzo stuttered in shock. Contrary to his permanent records from his previous schools, the Uchiha had never been called into his office for behavioral problems but the boy looked ready to spit fire just then.

The principal leaned back in his chair and studied the angry boy in front of him. He'd known, of course, that the Uchiha had had a lengthy disciplinary record before transferring to Konoha—reports indicated that Uchiha Sasuke had quite the temper and had often been involved in violent fights; only his parents money and influence had kept the boy out of juvenile detention centers across the country—but since his transfer he'd been nothing less than perfect. A true diamond in the rough: Student Council President, 4.0 GPA, and the baseball team's MVP. The boy hadn't even received a tardy in the year and a half he'd been at Konoha High.

"I'm here because I have a problem with you," the dark haired male growled, baring his teeth.

Danzo swallowed at the boy's wide-eyed stare; those hateful eyes trained carefully on his person didn't miss a single movement. This boy didn't belong in juvenile detention; he belonged in a fucking zoo with the rest of the beasts.

He gritted his teeth and leaned forward in his chair, like hell he was going to let a child intimidate him.

Leaning his elbows on his desk, Danzo propped his chin on his laced fingers, "And what exactly is the issue you have with me Mister Uchiha?"

Sasuke twitched at the arrogant tone and crossed the room in three long strides. Before he knew what he was doing his hand had closed around the older man's neck. He shoved the older man back with his grip and the chair rolled across the floor and slammed back into the wall under the force of his push.

"I have two problems actually: one, your condescending attitude," he held up his other hand and extended his finger to represent the 'one' "and two," he lifted his second finger, "you put your filthy ass hands on my boyfriend."

"I could've dealt with the first one just fine," he continued pleasantly, "but I will not tolerate you touching my boyfriend like that."

Danzo, despite his lack of air, sniffed haughtily "And why should it upset you how I discipline that filthy useless boy. He has no respect and is a delinquent who should be thrown out of school; I'd have expelled that brat by now if the school board would just approve it already."

The older man recognized his mistake the moment he saw the Uchiha's eyes dilate with rage but he kept his head held high.

"I'm not upset you fool," the boy explained in a condescendingly patient tone, "I'm beyond outraged, there isn't a word for the murderous intent I feel towards you right now."

"I don't appreciate you talking about my boyfriend in such a manner, and will no longer allow you to do so," he smirked viciously as his hand tightened around the throat beneath his palm.

The older man could see the black tinge creep up in his vision as the strength to fight drained from his body. He heard a scoff of disgust and suddenly his throat was released. Air rushed back into his body, lungs working hard to pull the life giving gas into them, and he felt dizzy at the relieving oxygen that flooded his system.

Relief didn't last long, however, before a fist crashed into the side of his face. Pain blossomed through his cheek, as another punch to the stomach forced the recently regained air back out of his lungs. The third punch was halted by a loud bark of 'Sasuke Uchiha!'

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Sasuke froze when his name rang through the small office. He was in trouble now; Naruto hated it when he lost control of his temper and he'd really lost control this time. He backed away from the chair (and the pathetic man in it) immediately and slid to his boyfriend's side in the hopes of appeasing the blonde's anger, if only the slightest.

"Vice Principle Mizuki, call Uchiha's parents immediately." Danzo croaked, trying to win back some power over the situation.

Sasuke whipped his head to glare at the man and felt a curl of satisfaction when the man flinched back as their gazes connected. Naruto elbowed him harshly in the stomach and Sasuke redirected his stare back to his boyfriend; the blonde was more pleasing to look at anyway.

"They'll be here in five minutes sir." Mizuki said as he breezed calmly through the door. He looked up from his phone and paused in horror upon his first glance of the man. Red finger marks darkened Danzo's throat like a macabre decoration and his cheek was starting to swell.

Mizuki felt a wave of dread wash over him sharply when the Uchiha turned hate filled eyes to him. The boy cocked his head to the side and smirked. The dread grew when the Uchiha pointed to him behind the blonde's turned back. The message was clear 'you're next.'

"Naruto, will you go meet my parents out front and show them to the office?" Sasuke murmured to his blonde boyfriend. Naruto looked up at him scrutinizing.

"Please?" He pressed a soft kiss to one tanned cheek.

"You'll behave?" the blonde asked as if he were a child, Sasuke resisted the urge to roll his eyes, knowing it wouldn't help his situation with his boyfriend just then, and nodded obediently.

Naruto gave a huff and turned on his heel, "I'll be back."

Sasuke turned and gave Mizuki an animalistic grin as soon as Naruto closed the door behind him and the other man back up slightly. He only had the chance to shuffle backwards a step and a half before Sasuke lunged forward. His fist connected solidly with Mizuki's nose. It was a little gross to feel the cartilage crumple under his fist but he couldn't bring himself to care and he drew back his fist only to send it pistoning forward again. He managed to land three good punches before the sound of footsteps echoed down the hallway.

Sasuke hauled Mizuki up by his collar and pushed him against the wall so that the other man could use it to prop himself up. He turned to the door and discreetly wiped his bloody knuckles on the dark handkerchief his mother insisted he always carry in his back pocket. He quickly shoved the cloth back into his pocket and straightened when he heard the door handle turn.

Naruto stepped in, followed by his parents, and Sasuke tucked his hands into the pockets of his jeans, trying for a casual 'I-totally-behaved' look. The blonde scowled at him as he took in the pose; the scowl deepened when he noticed Mizuki leaning against the wall for support.

"You promised me you'd be good Sasuke," Naruto reprimanded, and Sasuke held back a flinch; Naruto was even angrier now.

"I was being good," he said, failing to hold back the whine that was trying to seep in "this," he gestured to the two older men "was me being good; they're not dead are they?"

Naruto huffed "Being good means standing there and not touching anybody."

Sasuke opened his mouth to argue but Danzo cut him off, clearly annoyed that the real issue at hand was being ignored.

"Mr. and Mrs. Uchiha, I'm Principle Danzo and I'm sorry to have met like this, but not only is your son in danger of explosion but I also have half a mind to press charges against him for assault and I'm sure Mr. Mizuki is also considering it."

Sasuke's father hummed as he took in the scene before him, "Yes, I'm sure you are," he murmured, eyeing the marks on Danzo's neck, "What exactly happened, here?"

"Your son came in here and tried to choke me but I managed to stop him before he could kill me," the way he said it made it sound like he was almost bragging and Sasuke's father arched an eyebrow at the tone.

Sasuke's mother let out a derisive snort "If Sasuke wanted to kill you, you'd be dead; my son has been trained by the finest martial arts masters in the world."

"Sasuke has not had any behavioral problems since he has transferred here, why did he lash out at you today?" The father asked, breaking up the tense moment.

"I haven't any idea what caused this violent behavior." Danzo said with a sniff.

"Oh you don't?" Sasuke snarled and the man paled, but he tilted his head arrogantly and held his ground. He was confident that the boy would not attack in front of his parents. He was wrong.

The youngest Uchiha let out a snarl and lunged at him once more, hands reaching for Danzo's throat. Strong arms wrapped around his waist and yanked him back against a broad chest.

"Such anger little brother, what exactly did he do to you?"

Sasuke stopped struggling and stood stiffly, muscles still tensed, waiting for his older brother, Itachi, to release him.

"What did he do?" Sasuke growled out shooting the principal a look before gently reaching out and grabbing Naruto, cradling the blonde to his body pushing the sleeve up the blonde's arm "This is what he did."

Itachi's nostrils flared, his mother stiffened, and his father's eyes narrowed in reaction. Hurting the loveable blonde was a grave sin to the Uchiha family; and just by looking at the large midnight bruise on Naruto's tan arm and the way he subtly flinched and cast his eyes downward when either of the principles threw him a glare, they could tell that Danzo and Mizuki had committed the truly atrocious sin of harming said blonde both physically and emotionally.

"I have no recollection of that." Danzo said coolly.

"So now you're calling Naruto a liar?" Sasuke seethed, curling a protective arm around Naruto.

Naruto leaned into his boyfriend for comfort but laid a gentle hand on Sasuke's forearm anyway, "Calm down Sasu, the bell's gonna ring any minuet. Let your parents take care of it and you can take me home."

He pulled himself out of Sasuke's arms and placed a kiss on all three of the other Uchiha's cheeks and softly apologized for causing problems so that they had to stop what they were doing to solve said issues.

Each pair of dark eyes softened momentarily as the blonde bid them goodbye and pulled the slowly calming youngest Uchiha from the room.

It wasn't until three pairs of flinty eyes zoned in on him that Danzo realized exactly how bad a mistake he'd made when he'd grabbed the blonde earlier. Whatever the oldest Uchiha's where about to do would be as bad, if not worse, than what the youngest Uchiha had done.

He gulped and looked at Mizuki, who had a fearful look in his eye as well. He'd never wanted to turn back time as much as he did at that moment as he tried avoided three sets of angry coal eyes.

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"You know I love you, right?" Sasuke murmured as he pulled the nude blonde close to him, and brushed a gentle hand over the bruising arm wrapped around his neck.

"Yeah, I know," Naruto murmured "I love you too," he sighed contently and nuzzled into the pale chest before him.

Sasuke tilted the blonde's head up and gently captured his kiss swollen lips for a moment before releasing them "Don't hide your pain from me Naruto, I'll always fight for you."

Naruto chuckled "I know you will 'Suke, but I don't need you going to jail for murder."

"I'd do it for you Naru," Sasuke said gently "I would spend the rest of my life in jail if it meant making sure a person who'd hurt you could never do it again."

Naruto snorted, effectively ruining the moment "If you go to jail you aren't getting conjugal visits. I swear Sasuke it'll be you and your hand until you get out if you go to jail."

Sasuke yanked on Naruto's hair lightly and smothered his smart mouth with his own lips. He had to pull away because the blonde was laughing too hard to kiss back properly. They wrestled with each other for a few minutes, nipping and pulling at skin and hair, until they wore themselves down.

Curling into Sasuke's side Naruto placed a kiss to the center of his boyfriend's chest and settled down. His eyes fell shut and he let himself drift off, content and safe in his lover's arms.

Sasuke stared down at the tan face pressed against his chest and kissed the blonde's forehead before he pulled his dark sheets over their cooling bodies and followed his example.