Professionalism

Surroundings
sassy_lion
I do not own Naruto, nor will I ever. That sucks.
I have to say a HUGE thanks to my beta IronDog. Tearing this to shreds was the only way she knew how to do this, and I have to continuously say thank you. Any mistakes left are truly my own.
Sorry about the delay in this chapter, Naruto and Sasuke refused to properly comply for me to write this chapter. Thanks to all the people who reviewed, and thanks to Iron Dog for the beta.
Any review is appreciated and will be used to help me get the next chapter out.
Yaoi. Anal. Non-Consentual Sex. Violence. Torture. WIP.

Surroundings

Naruto grunted softly as he shifted on the floor. It’d only been a few hours since Sasuke had been in the cell, but Naruto still couldn't believe the pain he was in. The physical pain only being half of it. Closing his eyes, Naruto's mind continued to recall the experience with Sasuke like a bad record. Over and over again. His heart began to ache in ways he hadn't known were possible. It was tempting to just pull his heart out of his chest and be done with it once and for all.

He’d been lucky that Sasuke either didn’t know he’d been lying through his teeth, which seemed highly unlikely, or Sasuke simply didn’t care. Naruto assumed that Orochimaru must have given Sasuke a powerful aphrodisiac, otherwise how could he have gotten – and stayed – so hard during the interrogation. Naruto refused to think about any other reason Sasuke would’ve had an erection. He grunted again, getting to his feet, thankful that he wasn't bound by those ridiculous handcuffs.

Moving around gingerly, Naruto thought about what happened earlier with Sasuke. He was too strong to cry out loud, but Naruto was bawling on the inside. He needed to figure a way out of this place and head back to Konoha. He wanted to save Sasuke, but the tension in his body screamed for him to get away as fast as possible.

Naruto paused in his explorations, hearing the soft 'thunk' of a heavy metal door at the end of the hall. Moving quietly back to the thin mattress, he laid down. He turned to face the wall assuming Sasuke had come back. The approaching footsteps stopped at his cell door.

“O-O-Orochimaru-sama?” the man guarding the door stuttered out, alerting Naruto who was at the door. Naruto stayed perfectly still, hardly daring to breathe.

“Leave,” Orochimaru hissed out. Naruto heard footsteps scurrying away from the door.

“I know you’re awake,” the door opened and Naruto didn't move. “Sasuke did not procure the answers that I wanted from you, Naruto-kun,” the door closed with a 'thump' and Naruto could sense Orochimaru closing in on him. Naruto didn’t lunge for the door as his instincts screamed at him to. He knew Orochimaru would stop him before he’d taken half a dozen steps.

Orochimaru gripped Naruto’s arm and jerked him off the thin mattress, slamming him face first against the closest wall. Before Naruto could even think of fighting back, Orochimaru pulled Naruto’s other hand behind his back and squeezed his wrists together, the bones grinding against each other painfully.

“Are you quite positive you’re not going to give me the information I seek? I won't be as lenient as Sasuke was,” Orochimaru thrust his crotch roughly against Naruto's backside. Naruto grimaced with revulsion. He could feel Orochimaru's erection pressing against his ass. He didn't want to think about it, but Orochimaru's cock felt heavy against his ass. It felt like it covered half of his ass. Naruto didn't want to think about anything that big near his ass. He definitely didn’t want to think about it possibly being inside him later.

Naruto stayed silent and still, knowing he wasn’t strong enough to break free of Orochimaru’s vice-like hold no matter how much he wished it.

Orochimaru chuckled evilly in Naruto’s ear, adding a slimy-feeling lick to his cheek. Naruto couldn’t help his shudder as Orochimaru’s chakra slithered up his arms. Moments later, Naruto could no longer feel his arms. He wracked his brains trying to figure out the reason for what Orochimaru had done as he was shoved roughly out of his cell.

After several minutes of stumbling down twisting tunnels, Naruto spotted Kabuto next to an open door. Kabuto’s excited smile unnerved Naruto and made his stomach clench with dread. Setting his emotionless mask into place even tighter than normal, Naruto was pushed into the new cell.

Naruto took quick stock of his surroundings. The room was as dark and damp as the last one had been, but the ceiling was no longer inches above his head. There was a good eight feet there now. This room had no bed, but a set of chains hung from the ceiling in the middle of the room. Another set of chains were tangled on the floor underneath the hanging ones. Naruto's sharp sense of smell kicked in. The room smelled rancid; like rotting flesh and old blood. Lots of blood. This room had seen its share of interrogations, brutal ones at that.

Orochimaru allowed Kabuto to push Naruto into the room. Naruto fell to the ground unceremoniously, Orochimaru and Kabuto left him there for a moment, watching in amusement as he struggled to stand, before Kabuto pulled him up and hauled him over to the chains in the middle of the room.

Naruto watched carefully as Kabuto created seven seals and placed his hands over Naruto's. The tightness in his wrists slackened considerably for a moment before Kabuto placed them into thick iron cuffs and locked them with a key and extra chakra. Naruto stilled his need to roll his eyes. He knew he wouldn't be able to get out of the cuffs, since Kyuubi's chakra was still sealed inside his body. Locking the cuffs with chakra was overkill.

Naruto wondered why Kabuto had left his feet unchained. He wasn't sure if that was a good or a bad sign. Naruto suspected the reason they didn't chain his feet was because his feet could barely touch the floor. In fact, he had to stand on the balls of his feet just to keep his arms from being stretched painfully. Since Naruto doubted his comfort was high on either Orochimaru or Kabuto’s list, there was probably another, more sinister reason. Kabuto moved back to the doorway, still smiling sadistically. Orochimaru stepped forward and caught Naruto's bare foot when Naruto tried vainly to kick Orochimaru in the groin. In moving one foot, Naruto's other lifted off the ground as well, the chains now digging painfully into Naruto's wrists.

“Now now, Naruto. If that continues, I’ll have to chain your feet to the floor. You might find that a little more unpleasant than just being chained to the ceiling,” he dropped Naruto's foot, calmly waiting to see if Naruto would try to kick him again. Naruto didn't move except for the continued momentum causing him to swing momentarily before he dropped his feet, stopping the movement altogether.

Orochimaru circled Naruto silently, his fingers grazing Naruto's skin in a mocking caress. Naruto did his best not to squirm under the revolting touch. “Now,” Orochimaru continued, his fingers coming full circle and resting on Naruto's abs.“I heard that Sasuke had a difficult time getting answers out of you earlier. That's not what I expect from him, nor you. Wasn't... isn't Sasuke your best friend?”

Naruto heard Orochimaru correct himself and looked up. It wasn't something he expected of Orochimaru, unless there was an ulterior motive to that seemingly innocent slip-up. Orochimaru was a mere two inches away. Naruto pulled his head back and spat in Orochimaru's face, hitting him dead in the left eye.“You won't get the answers you're looking for from me.”

Orochimaru calmly wiped the spit off of his face, not showing the irritation that Naruto assumed was present under the mask. “I can make you talk, Naruto,” Orochimaru said in a conversational tone as his fingers trailed down Naruto's belly and played with the waistline of Naruto's boxers.

Naruto struggled mentally to ignore the touch and scoffed.“Not likely.”

Orochimaru leaned in close, jamming a needle into the side of his neck. Whatever was in the syringe, felt cold as ice as it rushed through Naruto's veins, shattering his outward calm. Naruto finally acted as Orochimaru expected and kicked his foot up, swinging and pulling wildly against the chains. “What the hell did you put in me, you fucking bastard?”

Orochimaru's chilling laugh filled the room. “One of my most fruitful experiments.”

Moving close, Orochimaru carefully created a set of seven hand seals. Placing his hand on Naruto's shoulder, Naruto felt a wave of electricity spread through his body. Ironically enough, it was a calming kind of energy, automatically making him remember the time Ero-sennin had taken him to the ocean to relax. His mind scrambled in panic when he realized he was unable to move no matter how hard he willed it.

“I placed a jutsu on you, Naruto. One that prevents you from moving any part of your body unless I allow it,” Orochimaru looked up and smirked at the glare on Naruto's face. Orochimaru laughed once again and jerked Naruto's stone still body against his, the chains clinking from the abrupt motion.

“Kabuto,” Orochimaru spoke softly, still holding his gaze to Naruto's face. “Seal the door. No one is allowed in, not even Sasuke. He’s not to know what’s going on down here. He may be my apprentice, but even he can get a foolish idea in his head every once and a while.”

Kabuto nodded and the door closed softly. Kabuto moved to the other side of the room, out of Naruto's sight range, but Naruto had no doubt that he would see Kabuto later into this interrogation. Orochimaru smirked and began to run his hands and up and down Naruto's body. He stopped at the waistband of Naruto's boxers for just a moment before yanking them down his legs to puddle at his feet. Naruto shivered internally, though he wasn't sure if it was it was fear, the cold or a combination of both.

Naruto wanted to close his eyes in shame and outrage. Here he was, chained to the ceiling and naked in front of the monsters he hated the most, having to endure the snake’s revolting touch. True to Orochimaru's word, Naruto was completely frozen, open and exposed for whatever the twisted shinobi wanted to do to him. Naruto watched disjointedly as Orochimaru licked a path back up his body, reaching his mouth moments later. Bile tried to rise in Naruto’s throat from the feel of the long tongue intimately tasting him.

Orochimaru lightly touched Naruto's jaw with two fingers, moving it against Naruto’s wishes. He still couldn't talk; his tongue as frozen as the rest of his body. Orochimaru licked the side of Naruto's mouth before shoving his tongue down Naruto's throat. He wanted to cringe in revulsion at the feel of Orochimaru's tongue in his mouth. Seriously, what is it with all the tongue? Naruto wondered enigmatically before he brought his lower jaw up and bit Orochimaru's tongue – hard. It was a big mistake on Orochimaru’s part to leave Naruto jaw movement.

Orochimaru pulled back and glared at Naruto, who now had an cheerfully evil glint in his eyes. Orochimaru stalked off behind Naruto. Something rattled ominously behind him. The soft hand on his ass would have made Naruto jump had he been able to move.

“I see no scars on your body at all, dear Naruto-kun,” Orochimaru's voice was soft, filled with curiosity as he continued to run his fingers up and down Naruto's back and ass, almost in amazement.

An object grazed his ass, the sensation like leather. The feeling disappeared and Naruto sensed Orochimaru moving away. Naruto heard a sharp snapping noise just before pain like a line of fire touched his ass seconds later. He was grateful for the body freezing jutsu now. Grateful because Orochimaru had not allowed any movement, which made him unable to yell like he wanted to. I changed it to yell just because he wouldn't have wanted to scream after the first hit. His knees would have wobbled at the pain. The whip cracked again, hitting the other cheek. When the whip cracked a third time, it hit the area where only thin skin covered his tail bone. The pain was horrendous, the sensation of blood running down his ass worse and Naruto wished for a moment that he could just die.

Orochimaru paused after the third strike, seeming to realize something. He paced behind Naruto for a moment before whipping Naruto's backside again in the spot he had just hit. Naruto was confused at what had caused him to stop. It couldn't be that he is feeling compassion for his victim. Orochimaru circled around Naruto and cradled his jaw in his hand. Holding it tight, he pushed his tongue in once again, fast and hard. Seconds after Orochimaru broke the invasive kiss, Naruto could feel his tongue again, signifying he could once again move it.

“Whatever you think I know, you're wrong,” Naruto ground out angrily as he felt Orochimaru's tongue trail slimy-slick over the shell of his ear and down his jaw line. A quick, painful bit to his neck ended Naruto's conversation.

Orochimaru's hand brushed the expanse of Naruto's lightly muscled chest and abs. “You misunderstand me, Naruto-kun,” Orochimaru whispered in his ear. “I don't care why Tsunade sent you. At least, not anymore I don’t.”

Naruto felt terror flow through his limbs and settle deep in the pit of his stomach.

“I'm going to see how long it takes to break that delightfully strong spirit of yours. And when I do, you'll do anything I ask willingly, maybe even eagerly,” Orochimaru continued in a sibilant whisper as he moved back around Naruto.

The whip hit once again striking the middle of his back. Naruto cried out in pain, his knees buckling despite the jutsu.