Devil's Own

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First off, I'm sure you noticed that my story was diverted and not following the manga storyline anymore, that is because, 1. I haven't finish reading the manga, i don't know what happened next after Kanou saved Ayase from the crazed college fanboy. So, I change the cousre of the story., and 2. As my first yaoi fic, I want it to be original, even if it is an adaptation. I realized that if i followed the manga's story, readers would find boring and would not be interested in it anymore. What's the use of reading it, if you already know what's going on about it, right? Right.

And lastly, THANK YOU VERY MUCH for all the responses. I really appreciate it. Arigato-gozaimasu!


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To MiraMira, i already found one...


Devil’s Own

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Part XII
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Disclaimers: Standard disclaimers applied.

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The four other men in the room watched the exchange between the Master Oyabun, who was like an irked large dog trying to reign over his want to wring the neck of his little antagonist, a blonde boy with blazing blue eyes, who resembled a small spitting kitten with colorful vocabulary, with secret fascination and morbid interest.

Both males are well matched, thought the oldest male in the room. His amused smile gave the blonde more ammunition to fire at his adversary while his younger counterpart glared daggers at him. The other two remaining male wore a passive look while the last one last displayed boredom openly. ‘Troublesome.’ Shikamaru thought.

“You said I could go,” a seething blonde said, kicking the leg of the oak wood table for good measure. His toes tingles with stabbing pain but ignored it, he had more pressing issue at hand.

The raven haired male Oyabun cradled the bridge of his nose between his thumb and forefinger, he could feel the upcoming headache. Just what part of NO the dobe did not understand? They had been arguing for the last thirty minutes and his patience was wearing thin.

“You said at least with five of your men accompanying me,” Naruto continued as he glowered at the Uchiha’s stone-like face with hands on his hips.

“I don’t trust their skills,” was Sasuke’s short reply.

‘Why did you hire them, then?’ he thought irked but did not voiced it. “Shikamaru-san or Shino-san could go with me,” he pressed on.

“I need the both of them.”

“Neji-san?” he said with a little hope in his voice.

“I’m sending him for an important errand.”

“Then you go with me!” Naruto said.

“Dobe, I’m busy.”

Now, he was pissed. He wanted to pummel the dark haired male to the floor, Oyabun or not. Naruto ‘hmped’ at him as he turned his back on Sasuke, crossing his arms in his chest and muttering obscenities as he did so, he was royally pissed.

“Stupid yakuza.”

“Jerk!”

“Moron!”

Sasuke’s eyebrow twitched in irritation, casting his older brother a dark look as he heard him chuckle. The blonde’s temper tantrum needed to end now.

“Jer-“

“Naruto,” Sasuke called, his voice carrying a threatening tone with it.

The blonde turned around still scowling, his face did not show any fear on it. Naruto was about to open his mouth when a knock was heard and the door opened. A young man, a little older than him peered inside. “Sasuke-sama, the car is ready.”

Sasuke nodded for the young male to enter, his spiky brown hair and boyish grin matched the blonde perfectly. There were red tattoos on both side of his face and Naruto swore he saw fangs.

“Keep your eyes at him at all times, Kiba,” the Oyabun ordered.

“Hai, Sasuke-sama.” Kiba nodded.

Turning to Naruto, “Go to school, Dobe.” He said.

The blonde stomped to the door that was held open for him by Kiba, he stopped then turned around, pulling and eyelid, “JERK!” he yelled before marching his way to the parking lot.

“Look like it’s the couch for you tonight, otoutou,” Itachi commented smiling.

“****ing brat,” Sasuke grumbled.

“You really care for the boy a great deal, don’t you?”

“Yeah, and the worst part is the dobe knows it.”

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It was lunch time, Naruto walked hurriedly to the University’s cafeteria in vain attempt to lose himself out of the dog boy’s sight, but to no avail. Kiba even have the nerve to smiled and waved at him.

The blonde growled in annoyance, it was his Iruka-papa’s birthday and he wanted to be there and Sasuke had told him he could visit them whenever he wanted, with enough bodyguards that was. He knew it was a difficult time for all of them and the Oyabun was just protecting him, but still, it was Iruka-papa’s birthday. Sasuke would surely be mad as hell, if he pushed his way and go there without his persmision.

“Persmission, my ass.” Naruto snorted. Orochimaru and his minions hadn’t been bothering them for a while now, and it wouldn’t hurt to go to his parent’s house just once. It’s not as if the snake man would just pop up and grab him, right? Right?

Convincing himself it was right, Naruto began devising a plan without being notice by his ‘companion’. He knew his plan was cruel and Kiba would probably get hurt but he wanted to visit them. Besides, it was Kiba’s fault too, he tried asking him nicely.

After the dog boy walked him to his classroom and waited for the class to start then walked back to the parking lot. Naruto saw this chance, it was a short time but it would do. Kiba wouldn’t leave his side, as the Uchiha’s orders, so he needed to get out of there before the bodyguard return.

Naruto immediately excused himself from the class, looking on the both sides of the corridor for any sign of the bodyguard then ran to the fire exit and all the way to the back of the school. The blonde couldn’t believe his luck, the heavens was on his side today. His face broke to a smile as he looked at the tree near the wall.

He climbed the tree and carefully crawled to the branch that was reaching pass the wall. But his klutziness decided to show up and he slipped on the branch and fell. Naruto hit the ground but something hard yet soft cushioned his fall. “That hurts,” he groaned.

That something shifted and said, “It really is hard to choose the right path.”

Naruto immediately looked up to see olive green eyes peered at him. “Would you mind getting off me now?” the man said in weird Japanese.

Realizing their position, the blonde quickly scrambled to his feet. Bowing his head repeatedly as he said his apologies, “I’m sorry…I didn’t mean to..”

The man stood up, towering the boy with his height, and dusted off his pants, “Skipping class, I see,” he said.

“I’m not,” Naruto replied indignantly.

The man smiled, “It’s alright. I wont tell anyone,” he said, raking his fingers through shoulder length brown hair. “I’m Lucien.” He introduced himself. “and you are?”

‘Foreigner.’ He thought.

“Naruto. Uzumaki Naruto.” The blonde answered. “and I’m not skipping class.”

“Sure.” Lucien laughed. He laughed even harder when he saw him glaring at him. ‘Cute.’ “Alright, I believe you.”

‘This man is weird.’ The Naruto remembered why he was out of the school, “I’m really sorry and it’s nice meeting you. I have to go now. Bye!” with that he ran off.

Lucien smiled as he watched the boy took off, “I have a feeling that we’re going to meet again, Naruto.” He said to himself.

Then, a black car stopped in front of him, “Lucien!” a man getting out of the vehicle called. “I’ve been looking everywhere for you.”

“Ah, Marcus,” he greeted, smile broadening as he took in the worried and slightly annoyed look on the other man’s face. “You worried too much. I just felt a little bored and walked around a bit.”

“At least, be nice to tell anyone.” The man named Marcus said when they entered the car, “Don’t just run off like that,” he reprimanded. “Who was that kid I saw with you, anyway.”

“A friend.” Lucien smiled.

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“Sasuke-sama.”

The dark haired Oyabun lifted his eyes from the computer screen, raising a questioning eyebrow at his right-hand, “Any news?” he asked.

“Foreigners have been sees in the vicinity…” Neji began.

“Neji,” Sasuke cut him off. “They are the least of our problems. Let’s leave them alone for a while, they might entertain us for a bit.” He closed the computer off and leaned his back on the leather chair. “Any news on Orochimaru?”

“Still no progress, Sasuke-sama,” Hyuuga replied. “We thought we found something but they turned out to be false clues.”

Sasuke closed his eyes in irritation. Where could that snake man be and what was he planning? He slammed his fist on the table, jarring everything on it. “That filthy bastard is toying with us,” he growled.

Suddenly, the cell phone in the Hyuuga’s pants vibrated, he took the device and answered it, “Yes?” his calm voice greeted.

There was a worried voice on the other line and the right-hand looked at the Oyabun, “Sasuke-sama, it’s Kiba.”

Sasuke took the phone, answered it and exclaimed, “WHAT!?” enraged.

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“Are you sure you don’t want me to go there with you?” Iruka asked the blonde beside him as they walked to the platform.

Naruto kept his eyes from rolling, this was the tenth time the man asked him the same question, “Yes, I’ll be fine. “The blonde answered. “Iruka-papa, you worried too much.”

“I just don’t want anything to happen to you,” Iruka replied. Hearing the upcoming train, “Here comes your train,” he said. “Call me as soon as you get there, okay?”

“Okay,” Naruto replied, hugging the older man. “Bye!”

Naruto waved at his father as the train took off, eyes reaching the man until he couldn’t see him anymore. The train car was cramming with people like sardines and different smells lingered in the air. He hated rush hour.

“Hey!” the blonde yelled as someone step on his foot. “That hurts, you know!”

“Well, it can’t be helped your foot is in everywhere,” the replied smugly.

Naruto was ready to rip the man’s throat when the train came into sudden halt, sending him careening into a person’s back. “Oww, my nose,” he whined, cradling the hurt organ, then began apologizing as the person turned his back.

“You’ve got to stop doing that, kid,” said a familiar voice.

The blonde looked up the owner of the familiar voice smiling at him, “You,” he whispered.

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“We found his bag at the back of the University.”

“Sasuke-sama, the men posted in Tokyo up to the kid’s parents’ house were all found dead.”

“We can’t trace him, the frequency is jammed.”

“Where the hell is he!?” Sasuke’s booming voice vibrated through out the hallway of the building.

The look on the Uchiha’s face was beyond scary and dangerous. Kiba gulped, scooting nearer to the Hyuuga’s side. As if the right-hand could protect him from the Oyabun’s wrath.

Strong vise-like fingers grabbed at the collar of his shirt and lifted him up a few inches off the floor. “S-Sasuke-sama, Naruto-san was in his class when I left him to check the car.” Kiba began, hoping beyond hope that the Master Oyabun would listen to reason.

“Put him down, Sasuke,” a much calmer Uchiha said, “and calm yourself. Getting mad wont get us anywhere.”

Taking a deep breath, “I am calm,” he said, throwing the spiky brown haired boy behind the couch. Kiba groaned in pain, his side was aching. The Oyabun could be ruthless sometimes. He swore, he had heard a bone or two snapped. “Kiba,” Sasuke said darkly, gaining the attention of the slowly getting up boy, “if Naruto isn’t found until this evening I’ll have your head in a paltter.”

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Lucien stared, amazed, on how a petite blonde could eat so much. They accidentally met again, having the blonde bumped to him this time. The train they were in came into an emergency stop because of engine trouble and the two agreed, but not after a good thirty minutes of arguing and convincing, the blonde being reluctant to go with people he recently met, to take a bus to Tokyo.

Lucien’s face lightened up with a smile, the blonde was not easily trusting but at least he wasn’t shy on people. And talked too much, too. At the mention of food, the blonde had dragged him to the nearest ramen shop, apparently, the blonde’s favorite, Lucien learned. Naruto had ordered them two bowls, not bothering to asked if he like noodles or not, and forced the Japanese meal on him.

He wasn’t really hungry but he tried nonetheless and found that it wasn’t that bad. On normal circumstances, he would refuse; perhaps, he didn’t want to see the boy disappointed. Lucien studied the boy beside him, he claimed that he was Japanese, even his name was Japanese, but the boy didn’t looked one bit of Asian. He had spiky blonde hair and his eyes were blue, maybe a mixed race?

Then, he looked at his eyes; where all his attention was drawn to, Naruto’s eyes had a haunting quality on them and strange effects on him, the eyes that had seen so much but remained innocent. Lucien briefly wondered what those eyes had seen. Then, the bright smile, the smile that could make anyone’s day light and his scent, the smell of fresh oranges and morning breeze, he wondered if he always smelled like that. He shook his head; he had only met the boy twice this day and he already felt like he wanted to possess him forever.

Naruto choked on his noodles he was shoving to his mouth and began coughing. Lucien quickly gave him a glass of water, “Eat slowly, Naruto,” he said, rubbing the boy’s back soothingly until his coughing subsided.

“Thank you,” Naruto gasped.

“You need to eat more slowly. The food wont run away, you know.” He said gently.

“Hehe…can’t help it. Ramen’s my favorite.” The blonde replied sheepishly.

Those eyes and smile again. They were jamming something inside of him, “You have food on your face, Naruto,” he said.

“Really? Where?” Naruto asked reaching for the napkins.

“Let me,” Lucien said, grabbing the blonde’s chin gently, he licked the bit of noodle on the side of the boy’s lips.

Wide eyed, “Y-you…y-you!” Naruto stammered, face reddening.

Smiling, “Consider it as payment for buying you meal,’ Lucien replied coolly. “So, where do you live? I’ll walk you there.”

“It’s alright, I can go by myself.” Naruto said, still looking embarrassed and a little peeved.

“Strict parents, I see, “Lucien teased, trying to lighten the boy’s mood. “Don’t want them to see your ‘boyfriend’ walking you home.”

When the word strict and boyfriend passed his ears, the blonde froze and face paled. Strict. Boyfriend. Home. Sasuke. @#$&! He was screwed.

“What time is it?” Naruto asked, biting his bottom lip worriedly. He had left all his belongings in his bag and just took little money before he climbed the wall, so that the Oyabun couldn’t trace him.

“Thirty minutes passed seven,” Lucien replied, looking at his wrist watch.

“That late!?” the blonde shrieked. He really was screwed. He had enjoyed the foreigner’s company that he didn’t notice the time. It was all Lucien’s fault! He thought grimly.

Seeing the worried look on the blonde’s face, “Do you want me to walk you home? I can explain to your parents,” he offered.

“No!” Naruto immediately protested. It would be chaos if Sasuke saw him other man. Then, seeing the surprised look of the older male, “No, I-I mean, you can’t,” he quickly added, “my ‘parents’ are strict,” he laughed, scratching the back of his head. “Nice meeting you..again and thanks for the meal. Bye!” with that he ran off.

Lucien watched the blonde ran off, then, “Marcus, come out now,” he said. “How long do you plan to stay there?”

Instead of answering, “Stay away from the kid, Lucien,” Marcus said, stepping from the shadows. “He’s involved with the yakuza.”

“Really? That’s interesting.” Lucien responded.

Luminous brown eyes stared seriously back at his green ones, “It’s not interesting, it’s dangerous, Lucien. That kid was being followed.”

Lucien’s eyes flickered dangerously as he raised a questioning brow, “Just where the hell did you get that gossip from?” he asked a little irked. How could a gentle creature be involved with people like that? But then, Marcus would not lie, not to him.

“Is the kid named Uzumaki Naruto?”

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“What do you mean you failed!? He’s just a ****ing kid!” Sakura screamed. Sourly aggravated on how a bunch of armed men couldn’t get a single defenseless kid.

‘We would if we could,” the man reasoned. “But the boy was with some foreigner and the foreigner’s men were highly armed, they almost took all of my men.”

Gunfire was heard and the man fell, bloodied on the floor. “Useless moron,” Sakura muttered under her breath. “Clean that ****ing mess.”

A cold hand pressed on her shoulder, “I told you before, ‘patience is a virtue’.” Orochimaru smiled. “We’ll get him next time.”

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Naruto was walking the busy street of Tokyo, trying to find an empty cab when a black car stopped in front of him, “Naruto-san!” the man climbing the car called.

Kiba couldn’t believe his luck. The blonde was safe, so was his neck. Thanking everything that was good and holy, he hurriedly walked to the startled boy. “Where have you been?” he asked as soon as they were safely inside the car.

The blonde looked at the slightly older male on the driver’s seat, black bruise blooming on the boy’s face, “I’m sorry,” he said guiltily.

“Yeah, it’s your fault,” Kiba said.

“I’m so sorry,” Naruto said a lot guiltier.

Kiba grinned; he didn’t mean what he said he was just teasing the blonde, “It’s alright,” he said. “It was nothing, you should have seen Sasuke-sama got mad when Ino nearly drowned when we were kids, he left me and Sai tied to a tree for two days without food and drink,” the brown haired boy chuckled at the memory.

“I’m really sorry,” the blonde sobbed.

“It’s alright, Naruto-san.” Kiba said gently. “Sasuke-sama is harsh sometimes but he isn’t hard to understand. He was just worried. He had lost everything before, he don’t want to loose anything now.”

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“Where were you?” a pissed Oyabun greeted him by the front door of the mansion, voice dark as night.

“S-Sasuke,” the blonde’s voice faltered as he walked with cautious steps. The night suddenly grew silent, the servants and the Uchiha’s men were suddenly out of sight, and even the crickets stopped making noises, leaving him all alone at Sasuke’s mercy. “I-I was with Iruka-papa…” he began.

Powerful fingers wrapped around his upper arm painfully, Naruto gave off a startled sob when he was yanked forward and backward. “Who said you could leave?” the Oyabun spat venomously.

Sasuke wanted to hurt him, crushed him, in order to shake some sense to the little idiot. He was worried, those hours that the boy had been gone without him knowing where he was, was agonizing to him. Horrible images flashed his mind; he had thought he would go insane with worry.

“I’m sorry,” Naruto cried as the Uchiha shook him relentlessly, jarring his whole body. He was getting dizzy and that familiar feeling creeping to him once again. His knees buckled up, his strained face was pale, “I’m so sorry..I’m really sorry,” he repeated over and over. His cries were getting shallower as his body shook with fear.

In blinded rage, Sasuke had barely felt him go limp and he immediately ceased his shaking. The blonde was pale as white as he repeatedly saying he was sorry, tears streaming down his face. Seeing boy’s current state, the Uchiha’s resolve melted.

“Sshh…” he whispered in his ear, arms wrapping around the boy. “I’m sorry too,” he said, soothing the blonde’s back until the crying subsided and the shaking ceased. Naruto had the ability to make him guilty even he was at fault.

Sasuke held him tighter, reluctantly admitting he was scared that the boy would disappear again. They stood like that for a while, clinging to each other, baring the Master Oyabun’s weakness for the world to see.

“You’ll drive me mad, dobe, if I don’t kill you first,” Sasuke whispered at the blonde darkly.

“You’re tired of the making-ups then?” Naruto murmured.

Sasuke’s eyes suddenly grew warm again, and his lips, which had been pressed into thin angry lines, softened. Kissing the top of his head, he swept the blonde up laughingly and carried his little idiot to their bedroom.

Entering the bedroom, the dark haired male slid the door shut. He put the blonde down, hooking his fingers into the collar of the boy’s shirt, yanked the fabric downward, tearing the clothes to shreds.

Pushing the dobe on their bed, he yanked the boy’s pants off with one hand while loosening his own clothes with the other. Then, falling on top of the blonde, his mouth latched on the slender neck, abusing the violently leaping pulse with his tongue. Slowly he bit on it, nipping and sucking on the tender flesh while his hand held the younger male’s hand above his head, and his other hand found and caressed the blonde’s cock, slowly awakening the placid member.

Naruto quivered beneath the Oyabun, his touch and lips burning him with desire. The moans of pleasure were stranded on his lips as Sasuke’s mouth covered his with a hungry kiss.

The pressure of the kiss was harsh and fierce, almost punishing, bruising his lips with rough treatment. Naruto parted his own lips to catch a breath only to be invaded with an intruding tongue. Two sleek organs danced madly in the dark caverns of their mouths, dueling fiercely that drained the blonde completely of whatever coherent thought he might have, his bones melted to liquid and his brain turned to mush. His whole being was only focus on one thing: to loved, and be loved.

The Uchiha’s mouth moved from the blonde’s sweet cavern to his chin, then his throat, lingering his lips on the pulse, then, he moved onward down to the boy’s chest. He took a nipple in his mouth, caressing it with his lips and tongue, turning it to taut peak. He left the hardened peak to treat the other with same delicious treatment.

Naruto’s fevered body swam with pleasure, strong desire tugged deep withim him. If this was punishment, he would surely make the Oyabun pissed again.

Still keeping the boy pinned down, Sasuke’s other hand left the boy’s member to search for the bottle of lubrication beneath the pillows. Hooking the blonde’s leg over his shoulder, he straddled the boy’s other leg, trapping it between his thighs; he began preparing the dobe’s sweet hole.

Naruto’s whole body tingled with delightful desire, sheen of sweat glistened his body. He relaxed against Sasuke, closing his eyes and murmuring contentedly. With a fluid motion, Sasuke slid his member deep within his fevered body.

The dark haired male moved upon him with wild abandonment, hurling the both of them to the world of perfect pleasure. With a soft cry, Naruto arched his body as tremors of intensified rapture wracked his body.

They lay quietly for a while, basking in the afterglow their love created. Then, “Sasuke,” Naruto called softly, “I’m really sorry. Are you still mad at me?”

Eyes still closed “If you do that again, dobe, I’ll beat you until walking is the farthest thing from you your dobe mind,” he said seriously, hiding the mirth in his voice. By the pause in the blonde’s movements, Sasuke knew he had scared him. Let the dobe suffered a bit.

“Teme?” Naruto called uncertainly. “You’re not serious, are you?”

Chewing his bottom lip, the blonde waited for the older male to answer, when he didn’t, Naruto crawled on top of him. “Teme,” he called, poking the older male’s side.

“It dosent hurt to try,” Sasuke replied, cracking an eyelid to see the blonde pouting, tears welling up in his blue eyes.

“I’m really sorry,” Naruto sniffed. “If you beat me, how can we ever do the making ups again?” he asked.

With that, Sasuke broke into a smile. Damn the brat for turning the table. “Kami,” he laughed. “I swear dobe, someday you’ll be the death of me.”

Naruto nuzzled the Uchiha’s neck, licking his tongue on the strong column lovingly, and then sank his teeth hard into Sasuke’s shoulder, delivering his vengeance.

“Little minx,” Sasuke growled, smacking the blonde’s bottom lightly.

“Serves you right.”

TBC…

A/N: Hope you liked it! please review!