The Replacement

-The Replacement

-seximonki

-Rating: M for strong sexual situations and language. Possibly violence.

-Genre: Romance/Angst

-Full Summary: Sai is desperately in love with Naruto and the two have been dating for over a year. But Sai can no longer deny the reality that Naruto may never feel the same way for him as he does for the blonde. Tired of just being a replacement on both Team 7 and in Naruto's love life, Sai leaves the world of ninjas behind to start a new life for himself. Naru/Sai, Naru/Sasu EXTREME OOCness. From early Naruto Universe, not the later stuff.

*Un-beta'd

 

The Replacement

Chapter One: Infidelity of the Heart

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~Never once have you said my name when we are intimate~

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I hiss in a breath at the feel of my Naruto filling my insides to the brim, my walls flexing and stretching in order to accommodate his large girth. My teeth clench tightly as I refrain from crying out at the pain that flares through my backside. This is nothing new to me. We have done this many times before. I am used to it.

Do you even know I'm not hard?

Naruto grunts low in his throat, a sound that usually sets my heart racing but as of lately has no effect on me like it once had.

Do you even know I'm not aroused?

His breath coming in short gasps, he leans over me, hands braced on either side of my head as he buries his face in my arched neck. I feel him shudder inside me before slowly withdrawing himself. Then, his hips snap forward, deep and penetrating.

I grunt.

Do you even know I'm not…

It hurts. But I bear with it. If only for him. I'd do anything for him.

Or, at least, that used to be the case.

Naruto moans in pleasure, his body tense above me as he shifts his right hand down to my hip. His hold is tight, secure. Nearly bruising on my delicate flesh. Holding me down, he grinds his hips into mine before once more withdrawing and thrusting his length back into me. My eyes tear up. This is my boyfriend. I should feel loved.

I don't.

His thrusts are coming quicker now. Harsher. Punishing almost as he speeds up. His breath is in my ear all the while, punctuated by the small gasps and groans he emits. He begins to nibble along my throat and shoulder, skilled tongue flicking across my skin. I should feel wanted.

I don't.

Do you even know…

Naruto's hand holding my hip shifts in order to open my legs up and out, high in the air and give him greater access to me. I sigh and widen my legs as well, allowing him to rest flush against my body. Allowing him to pound even harder into me.

He's close. I can tell by how sporadic he's becoming. Uncontrolled and untamed in the possession of my body. The sounds of his thrust are lewd and wet as he fills my ass with pre-cum. I feel it inside me, slickening my passage along with the strawberry smelling lubricant he prefers to use.

"Ah, fuck," he murmurs softly, his voice hoarse and throaty in my ear. He bites into my shoulder hard and I hiss. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," he chants, losing himself in the feel of an upcoming orgasm.

One thrust.

Do you even…

Two thrust.

Do you…

Three thrust.

Do you even know… that I'm not happy?

He cums.

Do you even care?

Naruto arcs away from me and releases a long deep growl of satisfaction and I get my first glimpse of his face since the start of our copulation. His strong, tanned jaw is rigid with the effort to keep himself from vocalizing any more of his pleasure. A blush stains his whisker marked cheeks, turning them a dusky rose color of arousal. But his eyes of the richest deepest blue, a color so stark and striking I was immediately swept away by them upon our first meeting, are not trained upon me. Instead he focuses just to the left of my head upon the dark orange sheets of his bed.

I feel my heart break.

A soft gentle smile slips across Naruto's lips and he hums softly to himself before collapsing upon me. "Mmm, baby," he always calls me that after sex. Baby. "That was great." He nuzzles my neck and leaves soft little kisses.

"Yeah," I lie. My first words of the night. I didn't even cum. I wasn't hard to begin with.

Groaning, he pulls out of my now aching ass and rolls off me. I feel his thick seed seep out. I'm exhausted. And sore. My body feels overused. Naruto turns toward me, silly after-sex grin lighting his face up. His eyes still don't meet mine as he says, "I love you, baby."

Do you?

"I know," I reply. The lies come easy tonight.

Or is it really him you love instead?

I want to ask him. I want to demand that he answers me.

We've been 'together' for a year now, Naruto and I. Ever since an A-rank mission in which Naruto had gotten gravely wounded during battle with rouge-nins from Iwagakure. Naruto's ribs had all been crushed and his organs punctured. That time, for the first time since I became a member of the Foundation (Root), I felt true terror and heartache. Despite the Kyuubi's regenerative powers, Naruto ended up in Konoha's hospital for three months following the incident in a deep coma not even the Legendary Sannin Tsunade-sama could rouse him from. I had been so afraid that Naruto- my sweet Naruto- would be taken from me.

He was all I had. I couldn't lose him.

So, every day I visited my beloved blonde jinchuriki and sat with him as I stroked his hair. He was unconscious. I had nothing to lose.

I told him that I loved him.

I did this ever day, hoping he would one day blink those blue, blue eyes open, smile at me, and tell me that everything would be all right. That he was alright. And that he loved me back.

And then one day it happened. Or, as close to what I had hoped for anyway. My back to Naruto, I rambled on as usual about all my feelings for the blonde, as best I could given my stunted emotions, while I placed a vase of pale lilies and daisies upon a hospital table. And when I turned around, the very same eyes I often found myself fantasizing of were upon me.

I was speechless in the awe of such beauty.

"So you love me, huh?"

When Naruto was released a few weeks later, he asked me out. And after our first date, he asked me out again starting what should have been a successful union. And on the surface it seemed to be such. I was… happy, I think. Truly. Naruto wanted me, had me (multiple times a day, in fact), and I was content. But then I began to notice strange things. And though I am by no means knowledgeable on relationships, I have enough sense to realize when something is wrong.

We had sex often. Something I greatly encouraged. Naruto was amazing in bed. A thoughtful and kind lover who seemed just as intent on pleasing me as I was on pleasing him. He always took his time making love to my body, generous in every touch of his hand or graze of his tongue. But never did Naruto look upon my face when we were this intimate. Never did he call my name in abandon as I surely did his. Never did he tell me "I love you" while gazing into my eyes. Outside of sex, he hardly touched me or said any of the kind sweet words like when we were joined in our passionate coupling.

Outside of sex, I wasn't baby. Or sweetheart. Or love. I was just Sai.

But these things were hardly anything to convict Naruto on, so I kept my silence and continued our relationship.

And then, several months later I found the pictures which convinced me of my suspicion.

After another night of love making with my blonde, I rifled through his dresser in search of suitable clothing to wear as mine had been torn apart on our way to the bedroom. I will never forget it. Bottom right hand drawer with the chipped corner.

I had opened that door excepting clothes. What I saw were dozens, possibly hundreds of photos of Uchiha, Sasuke, the missing nin I was replacing on Team 7. The pictures were taken through various stages of his life, from a small child to a young teenager, before he deserted Konohagakure. However, what was strange was that despite a handful of photographs all the images were taken oddly. As if Uchiha hadn't know they were being taken. As if the photographer had snapped the shots from far away. With my heart in my throat I found myself looking at each and every picture of Uchiha, noting the uncanny similarities between him and I. Deep brooding eyes, fair skin, lean bodies. I had felt tears in my eyes as I looked at each image.

Naruto returned a few minutes later. But the damage was done. When he saw me and what I had in my possession, he froze in the doorway. His normally tanned face paled and his gorgeous eyes widened comically.

I laughed. It sounded disjointed and faker than usual.

Naruto snapped out of it quick after that and gave a goofy smile, trying to brush off the evidence while stuffing the pictures back.

"It's just some old pics of the bastard, Sai. Nothing to worry about." His smile was blinding."Dattebayo!"

Believe it.

I didn't.

We had sex afterwards.

It's been months since that happened. And since then the evidence against Naruto had grown. But I couldn't leave him. Naruto's my everything. And I love him in a way that's more than just friendship. More than casual. More than I should be able to. And yet I still do. Without Naruto, I am lost. A child with no home. He has been my sole pillar of strength in the hellish darkness of my life.

But if things are to continue as they have been, he will also be my downfall.

I can't take anymore.

Naruto's arm wraps around my waist and pulls me to him. He leaves a light kiss upon my brow. Not my lips.

Do you love me Naruto?

He chuckles softly and rubs my thigh with his other hand.

Could you ever love me?

His hand moves between my legs.

I'm just a replacement after all.

"Naruto."

Kiss me.

"We're over."

 

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~I've had enough~

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I've decided to revamp some of my (semi-decent) old fanfics to try and finish them.



Years ago, this story idea came to me while reading a rape fic. I couldn't help but wonder why someone who is being unwilling forced into sex would ever react physically to it and get a hard-on. (I understand now, but didn't when I was younger.) Naru/Sai was something I wanted to try writing and since I can't picture Naru forcing himself on anyone, this kinda came about. I can totally see him as being oblivious to another person's pleasure especially when he's thinking about someone else, lol.

Will Treaty, CelticThunderFan, Gslinger, nekoii-desu, Doppleganger, and Althydia, if any of you guys are reading this, I just wanted to say thanks for all the love! I'll give you all proper replies as soon as I post another Azrael/Seth story.