Sasukes pov

I woke up the next morning feeling like a part of me was missing. I didn't want to address the inescapable pain Naruto's absence had left within me as I had other things to worry about like my meeting with my grandfather.

I asked Itachi to drive me to the family mansion because I was still too anxious to get behind a wheel. When me and Itachi arrived at our childhood home we were greeted on arrival by our maids and butlers, one butler in particular led me to the room Madara was currently in. I greeted Madara and we talked ,as usual, about anything but my wellbeing. I grew tired of hearing him lecture me on subjects I held no interest in when, assif he could read my mind and see I wanted nothing more than this conversation between me and Madara to end, Itachi burst through the door. Itachi had his faults but at the end of the day he was always helpful in an incomparable way.

Madara proceeded to yell at Itachi, telling him to have some decorum and be mindful of others. I grew ever agitated amidst their row and found myself blurting out my long hidden truth.

"I'm actually an omega. Years ago I falsified my secondary gender test out of fear and embarrassment of what I am in comparison to my family. On top of this I took suppressants to conceal my pheromones and cloaked myself in alpha pheromone perfume. But now since I'm p...." I began to offload before being cut off by Madara.

"So there is a God..." he said followed by a pause. I was completely confused. I knew my grandfather was not the religious type and on top of that this observation had no relation whatsoever to the topic at hand.

"There is surely a God that prevented my precious company from falling into the hands of dirty omega filth like you." Madara finished his sentence. He looked at me with pure disgust in his eyes.

"Being a filthy omega is one thing but to be a male omega is another. You were right to keep this a secret from the world , you saved your mother from knowing the shame of giving birth to you. No wonder you couldn't perform a simple task to inherit my company. Your omega brain is too regressive to accomplish anything worthwhile... To think I ever favoured you, for that I must share your mothers burden of shame."

Madara cursed me without relenting, rambling on about my degenerate nature until he finalised his speech by telling me:

"From today onwards you are no longer an Uchiha. You will not utter the name Uchiha in your life again, You will not return to this family home. You will never call me grandfather. You have no relatives. I will inform the family of the circumstances, now be gone you bastard omega."

I was completely dazed... he didn't even let me finish my sentence. As soon as he heard I was an omega his perception of me changed. My heart grew heavier with grief. The pain was now too much to bare. Too afraid to challenge his ruling I quickly left the family home. Itachi stayed in the room with Madara so I had no option but to hijack his car and drive myself. I needed to get out of here. I couldn't think straight or process what had just happened. I now know I'm a great fool and even greater coward. How could I trust Madara to accept me with his rigid ideals and abusive tendencies but not Naruto who had shown me nothing but unconditional love? That's when it hit me.

It became clear that I wasn't afraid of Naruto not accepting me ,in actuality,I was afraid that he would so I self sabotaged. I was afraid of my own love for Naruto because it burned with such fervour that it could light my heart ablaze. I was afraid that my endless undying love for Naruto could cause me to forget my own self, my own child. Really I was just ashamed that there was no one in the world I loved as much as Naruto, not even the child he planted inside of me and that made me act out of shame.

In this moment I couldn't have cared less about my family or my grandfather disowning me. Deep down I knew telling Madara would be easy because his reaction was set in stone but Naruto... Naruto was different. I needed to see him right away. I typed Naruto's address into Itachis gps and began to drive.

Sakuras pov

Naruto had left me several voicemails detailing his break up with Sasuke. His words were calm and composed but his voice sounded so broken. It reminded me of the time Naruto gave all his love, time and money to a bastard that not only cheated on him several times but fatally wounded his mother out of spite. The fact that Kushina is still in a coma till this day whilst his pyscho ex boyfriend Garaa who put her there is living safely somewhere unknown serves as a reminder to me to never let Naruto lose himself to love ever again. After Garaa put Kushina in a coma, Naruto blamed himself. He believed that if he had been a 'better' boyfriend to Garaa then Kushina wouldn't be suffering and Garaa wouldn't have turned into the monster he now was. I remember clearly how Naruto called Garaa a monster of his creation.

Naruto was the type of guy who blamed himself for everything and who's love knew no bounds so when he lost two of the most important people in his life he turned to alcohol for comfort. Day and night Naruto feasted on alcohol assif it was food and in the end he lost his sanity and identity until I made the hard decision to enrol him into rehab. That was a difficult time in our lives where Naruto had succumb to depression making me feel helpless because nothing I said or did seemed to make a difference.As hard as I try I can never rid myself of these painful memories. Although Naruto has now been sober for several years I constantly worry about what would happen if he encounters heartbreak again. I worry that I won't be able to save him.

With this in mind, after hearing Naruto's voicemail I rushed over to his house and broke open the door with my spare key. Everything inside of me became numb when faced with the realisation that my greatest fear had come to pass and history was repeating itself.

The first thing I saw when I walked in was Naruto surrounded by several bottles of alcohol, laying on the floor barely conscious. Just when it seemed like he had finally overcome the guilt brought on him by his mothers coma, just when he was finally smiling again, he'd relapsed.

It became abundantly clear to me that Sasuke Uchiha was a poison who I would never let near Naruto again. No matter the cost I aim to protect Naruto and pull him through his darkest hour therefore Sasuke and his ungrateful toxic self must be kept far away from my gentle Naruto. I gathered the alcohol bottles around Naruto, throwing them all away wether unopened or not. I then proceeded to drag Naruto into his bed with all my might, since he was so heavy, when I heard a knock on the door. Instinctively I rushed to open it however the sight of Sasuke Uchiha at the other side of it left my blood boiling. Instead of slamming the door in his face like he deserved, I decided instead that I would say anything necessary to make sure that he never has the chance to hurt Naruto again. I'm sorry Naruto, forgive me. I'm doing this for Kushina. She would want me to protect you.

Sasukes pov

After I knocked on Naruto's door it was opened to me by a petite pink haired woman. I assumed this must've been Sakura since Naruto had mentioned to me in passing his childhood best friend was named after the colour of her hair.

"You must be Sakura" I said to her awkwardly in an attempt to start a polite conversation without making my intentions obvious.

"Yes... and you would be?" She asked me seeming genuinely confused. I was taken back by this question as I thought that since Naruto had mentioned Sakura to me he would've also mentioned me to her however I shrugged off my skepticism as I knew Naruto was quite reserved.

"I'm Sasuke, Naruto's boyfriend" I told Sakura not knowing how I should introduce myself given the circumstances.

"Boyfriend?" She questioned. "What a classless slut you are. Where do you foster the courage to knock on a married man's door and introduce yourself to his wife as his boyfriend." She barked, seeming genuinely hurt.

I was completely speechless. Did Sakura just call Naruto a married man? And she introduced herself as his wife which would make sense since Naruto had never mentioned me to her. Naruto always described Sakura as somebody who is very friendly meaning she wouldn't go out of her way to insult me unless she sincerely felt I was deserving of it. She must really be his wife.

This information was too much to take in. I couldn't believe my ears. I came to his house to bear my heart and soul to him but all along I was really a plaything to Naruto just as I had suspected in the very beginning of our relationship. Even though he told me he has no interest in women, Naruto has a wife making him a true liar. By this logic I shouldn't believe a word he's ever said to me , especially those about loving me or taking responsibility. Ha. I guess I'm just the idiot who not only fell for Naruto's lies but fell so deeply in love with him that I lost my sense of identity.

Realising this caused simultaneous tears and screams to erupt from within me. In a single day I had been disowned and learnt I've risked everything for a man who was married. Knowing this I couldn't stay in Japan any longer, I needed to get away. Far away from all this misery and suffering.