The Restricted Section

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The Restricted Section
By 11


Chapter 02

Porn…

There never was a more glorious word to ever exist in the existence of humanity and in fact all things that ever came into being. You see, porn is one of those things that a person can never quite grow tired of, but this is a given since humans happen to be very sexual creatures, and porn itself is sexual in its nature.

It is a man’s mission in life to collect as much porn as is possible within his lifetime. There is not a man alive who does not own porn, or has not seen it, or at least heard of it. There is no human alive who does not know of its existence beyond the age of 20, sometimes younger.

Sasuke Uchiha learned of the existence of this beautiful creation a full decade earlier than he needed. And even at that time, Sasuke realized that he loved porn and it was his mission to seek as much of it as he could and in as many varieties as he could find.

So of course if there is a porn store that he spots on the street and even if he’s known it to be there for a long time and has gone there before, he has no other choice but to go inside. For this action is what instinct and impulse both absolutely demand of him. Should he not obey, his instinct will shoot him in the lung allowing it to fill with blood, and impulse will wrap his intestines around his neck and strangle him, making for a highly unsavory death.

One such death Sasuke sought desperately to avoid and so when he spotted a new porn store he went inside; that’s really how simple it was.

Dark eyes roved over the countless shelves of colorfully decorated covers with naked or nearly naked girls displayed on the covers along with suggestive titles such as ‘eat me’, ‘molten chocolate’ and ‘wetness’ and even some so risqué as ‘Ride me fast and hard, I beg you please’. This promised to be a lengthy feature given the lengthy title. Then again given that porn covers can often be misleading, it could in fact be a very short collection of clips.

Frowning slightly Sasuke moved over to the homoerotica section featuring colorful and some color themed covers with naked or mostly naked men some buff, some scrawny on the covers with equally suggestive titles. Some of the pictured men actually seemed to interact with the titles, such as ‘the greatest sin’ where every ‘t’ was sticking low down into young boys’ asses, each crying out in orgasm. The ‘i’ in ‘sin’, the word at the bottom of the cover, was sticking upward into what was no doubt the main character; the largest male on the cover, who was wrapped in leather cords characteristic of bsdm. Sasuke arched an eyebrow at that one, very odd.

A soft curse uttered by a silken husky voice caught Sasuke’s momentary attention, there were only two other old guys in the store last time he checked around, and this voice was not at all elderly. Glancing toward the sound’s direction he noted a thin staircase leading downward to what was probably the basement. The area was roped off with a sign that read in thin red letters, ‘Employees only, do not enter, The Restricted Section’.

Now there is a second thing to note about Sasuke other than his love of porn, it is his complete and total disregard for the law, authority and or all given tact of society that he must go against. Given that you must learn to swim forwards before you can paddle backwards. Sasuke determined and indeed did learn to swim backwards first. To the moment of his birth when he came out feet first, Sasuke had no respect for any authority, least of all a silly little sign, that unlike a club bouncer had no way of enforcing the rule tattooed across it’s metal surface.

So lifting the sign slightly so he could duck under, Sasuke started down the thin staircase. Besides ‘The Restricted Section’ had to have some awfully good porn to BE restricted in the first place. Sasuke was quick and quiet in his descent to the dimly lit room, where shelves were indeed lined with porn of a bit more crude nature than the ones above ground. Dark eyes scanned the area but did not immediately find anyone within viewing, so Sasuke stepped forward and wandered in the small basement space until he found the source of the curse he heard above ground.

Turning a solitary book case Sasuke paused to regard the person, the only one down here and therefore the one who cursed, currently leaned over to pick up something they dropped from the ladder they had been using to put the videos away.

‘Nice ass.’ Was probably the first though Sasuke had regarding this person before they righted themselves with the tape in hand and started back up the ladder to fit it into its place on the shelf. Cocking his head to the side a moment dark eyes studied this newfound person.

It was a male, as the voice had led Sasuke to suspect. His hair was composed of thick golden locks, cut short and really very messy, yet somehow attractive. He had slightly tanned skin and three faint dark marks on the side of his cheek. Starting back down the ladder blue eyes locked onto onyx. Blue like the space where the sky meets the ocean and no one can tell where the world starts and ends.

These words knocked Sasuke from his study; “Hey, you don’t belong down here, this is the restriction section.”

“I can read.” Sasuke answered.

The blonde gave him a puzzled look; “Well then you must also have read that no one’s allowed down here beside staff.”

“And you work here, for Jiraiya?” Sasuke asked, somewhat surprised that the old fart was actually not letting someone work here. As far as Sasuke knew, Jiraiya hadn’t let anyone work here since he started, claiming that such a small porn store really only needed one person to run it.

“Actually, yeah,” the blonde nodded starting for the stairs, “come on, if Jiraiya catches you down here it’s my ass that gets fried.”

What a coincidence that Sasuke was just thinking about this guys ass. And that now on the way up the stairs he was graced with a nice full view of the anatomical piece before they reached the ground floor landing.

“And you are?”

“Sasuke Uchiha.” Sasuke answered, taking a moment to grab the few DVD’s he’d been looking at before, for check out.

“I’m Naruto Uzumaki,” the blonde introduced himself with a grin as he headed for the register, glancing back at Sasuke to hold conversation. “Will that be all you want today, or you going to browse some more?”

“No this is it,” Sasuke said setting the DVDs he picked up on the counter. “So since you’re working here you must be related to Jiraiya?”

“Related?” the blonde asked incredulously, “No way, not to that old pervert. No, I’m going to the college across Leaf street.”

“So you’re a student,” Sasuke noted. “You must be what eighteen?”

“Nineteen.” Naruto corrected. “And you?”

“Same.” Sasuke grinned slightly, glancing back at his DVDs. “Curious, by working here, do you get discounts on this stuff?”

“The videos? Yeah.” He grinned, “but you’re not really supposed to know that, you know.”

“Secrets of the trade?” The dark-haired youth puzzled.

“There’s that,” Naruto started, “and there’s also that Jiraiya just likes to keep secrets from people, says it makes them come back for more, or some crap like that.”

And with that he scanned the last DVD. Well Sasuke knew this guy was hot. “You want to go out sometime?” He asked when the blonde handed him his bag. When Sasuke was given a momentarily blank expression he clarified. “As in a date?”

Naruto grinned, “Abso-fucking-lutely-”

“-No way in hell!” Now note that the blonde said all this with a straight face and a grin. Sasuke took a second to process this.

“Sorry, dude, you seem nice, but I’m straight,” he told him with a shrug. The door made a light swishing sound as it opened and closed, and a girl with short dark hair entered, “Shizune! Shopping for your boyfriend again?”

The woman gave a small smile, and Naruto exited the register area to assist the woman. And somewhere in there Sasuke caught the blonde’s own hit on phrase, “You know if I were your boyfriend, I’d buy my own porn so you wouldn’t have to.”

“No that’s fine Naruto,” the woman, or Shizune, seemed to smile and shake her head at the boy, before going on to explain the particular piece she was looking for.

Taking his package and heading for the door, Sasuke nonetheless had a small grin on his face; at the least this Naruto guy was amusing. He’d have to come back later and try again, maybe by that time the kid would have changed his mind.

Outside a blonde girl and a girl with short dark hair and clear eyes, and a brunette boy peered in the window. Temari gaped her something akin to ‘well that was pretty dang convenient’ was written rather well across her face.

“Well that was pretty dang convenient.”

And the blonde glanced at her brunette companion; thank you for stating the obvious. The sound of the door opening as Shizune left was audible, and looking up the pair paused noting that as Shizune left, Hinata walked in.

The blonde youth greeted the pretty girl with a grin. From the outside it looked vaguely like he was greeting an old friend and not a total stranger.

On the inside Hinata was glad to not be questioned, it hadn’t first occurred to her that she had in fact walked into a porn store until the blonde said something. The greeting had been easy since the youth was the one to initiate. “Hey, cutie, what’s up?” he flashed her a healthy smile.

“Oh not much,” she said with a small shy smile, it seemed a natural inclination to return the facial expression of good will. “I was curious…” she trailed off briefly.

“You’re looking for heterosexual? Or something else, we have a lot of different fetishes,” the blonde informed her, “the innocent ones like you, usually go for bondage. What’re you into?”

Hinata couldn’t quite keep back a flush at that. “Oh no, actually I’m not looking for any videos or anything.” She explained sheepishly.

“That’s okay,” he said, checking her out in a slightly obvious manner, “you want to go get coffee with me sometime? I’m Naruto by the way.”

“I’m Hinata, and it’s something like that, but not exactly,” she told him. Her words an attempt to dissuade giving him any false interpretations of her mission here. “What time do you get off work?”

“Going by the utter crap clock behind me,” Naruto began, the girl glanced up briefly, “That stopped working five months ago and does nothing but collect dust, I’m off in ten more minutes.”

“You know Tsunade’s diner on 8th? It’s called Godaime,” Hinata explained. “My friends and I would like to discuss something with you about Sasuke, if you have the time.”

The blonde gave her an upraising look at that, “Sorry honey, I don’t kiss and tell,” the blonde told her, “but I know the place.”

“It’s okay we’re friends of his and we just want to ask, it’s up to you if you answer,” Hinata told him. “But please come when you’re off, we’ll be there. I’d greatly appreciate it.”

“Okay, I’ll see you then, Hinata.” He said. Hinata gave a small sigh in happiness and headed for the door; mission accomplished!

Watching from the outside, Shikamaru and Temari noted that the blonde looked mildly surprised at a something the paler girl said, but whatever it was she got a favorable response. She headed for the door and a few more quick words, probably good bye’s, were exchanged.

Exiting the store the pale girl trotted over to the other two. “Mission 1.1 accomplished.” She grinned. “His name is Naruto, he gets off work in ten minutes and he’ll meet us at Tsunade’s diner then.”

“Great.” Temari said after a moment. “What was mission 1.1, exactly?”

“Getting info on Sasuke’s target and arranging a meeting to discuss the situation; to at the very least let him in on Sasuke’s backward tendencies.” Hinata explained dutifully.

“So mission 1.2 would be to meet this guy at the diner in ten,” Shikamaru inferred. Hinata grinned in response. “If that’s the case, we better head there now so we look like we’ve been there a while and have the upper hand on our own turf.”

“What are we in gang wars or something?” Temari asked following along the pale girl and overconfident brunette boy.

“Whenever it comes to Sasuke, it becomes a war, despite any and all efforts,” Shikamaru replied simply as they crossed the street and headed up the block to the diner. They reached their destination in what seemed a short while before Naruto arrived. They had enough time to get drinks on the table; somehow apparently this made them look more business-like and in control of the situation’s entirety.

“Hey! Tsunade! Can I get a root beer!” the blonde called brightly to the long-haired woman behind the counter.

“Oh you’re back, haven’t seen you for a couple weeks, where’ve you been hiding?” the woman ask the vaguest traces of a suppressed smile showing at her cheeks.

“Jiraiya is a pernicious old slave driving crackpot of a boss; not unlike you. You should go out for dinner some time; you might hit it off.” The blonde grinned, continuing over towards the seated trio.

“Please Naruto, I implore you to spare me your tirade of inconsistencies. You were the most sluggish, torpid, and condescending worker I ever had! Like you can possibly complain about who you work for with that record!” the older woman tossed back in retort.

“Hello Hinata,” Naruto greeted brightly sliding into the seat. “Not like you to keep a man waiting for an answer; I’m still free if you want to go for a movie and dinner next weekend.”

“Oh, no that’s alright.” The girl started, managing a small smile of apology.

“So you want to skip straight to heading to my house? Okay, I’m game for that,” Naruto smirked, “Didn’t know you were so naughty Hinata. It’s always the innocent looking ones isn’t it?”

The girl’s pale cheeks flushed slightly at the comment, “Hands off buddy; eyes and brain off for that matter.” Temari nearly snarled, moving protectively nearer to Hinata. Naruto just grinned.

So much for Shikamaru’s master plan of being in control… “Ahem,” the brunette cleared his throat attempting to gain the other’s attention. “We are here to discuss Sasuke I believe.” The girls’ nodded, Naruto arched an eyebrow.

“Why? What’s so great about that guy?” the blonde asked, seeming to grow a bit bored with the conference. Shikamaru attempted to restrain a glare; what did Hinata tell him they were going to be discussing?

“Look, Sasuke Uchiha, is a total jerk, who dates people solely for the point of sleeping with a person then dumping them in the most imaginatively cruel way that he can possibly think of; that’s his joy in life.” Shikamaru explained. Tsunade came by and set down Naruto’s drink, he paid her then.

“Based on previous observation Sasuke finds you attractive and you will likely be his next dating partner whether you want to be or not – the guy is very persistent. This is so you know, and we would propose that you should date him and then break up with him before Sasuke does it himself. A taste of his own medicine, see?” Shikamaru continued.

“Right, I see.” Naruto nodded, “You’re all freaking nuts.”

“That’s what I told them.” Temari grumbled to herself, glancing at Hinata out of the corner of her eye.

“Geez, who is this guy… they’re perfect for each other.” Shikamaru muttered in irritation.

“Well if that’s all this was, I’m leaving,” Naruto stood up, “By the way Hinata, if you ever want to go out sometime, you know where to find me.”

“Hold on,” Shikamaru called after him, “It’s a pain, but we would pay you for your trouble…” it was a last resort, a bit desperate really, but at this point if their plan was going to be put into effect it had to be now. The offer of money did give the blonde pause.

“How much…?”

Hmm… what would be fair… how stingy could Shikamaru be? $100? Maybe $50? No, this guy got $50 a week at least from where he worked…

“I’m going to have to ‘go out’ with a guy,” Naruto prompted, “This is damaging to my pride and to my reputation; and if I ever have to kiss him and not puke, I’m going to require at least a $150 compensation fee.”

This guy was crazy that was an entirely ludicrous price! Come on! Even hookers didn’t charge that much!! Of course Sasuke would never want a hooker since he could get just about everyone else anyway… But still that kind of demand was insane!!!

“$500, is that suitable.” Shikamaru asked. The girls would be pitching in $200 each to be sure. What a pain this was; far too troublesome, maybe he shouldn’t have agreed with Hinata’s plan so readily.

“Okay then. We have a deal.” Naruto grinned, lingering near their table, although not retaking his seat. “I could use the cash, and I won’t have to sleep with him.”

“Right, since Sasuke’s pattern is to date, fuck and ‘then’ dump brutally.” Hinata confirmed.

“Then I can do that.” The blonde decided. Shikamaru could almost see the little dance going on in that jerks’ head, ‘free cash! Well almost free anyway.’, dance while you can chibi jerk in jerks’ head because after this… he would no longer siphon any money from Shikamaru ever again!!

“So then, where do I find this Sasuke guy?” Naruto asked; ready to start earning that $500. Hinata smiled and shook her head.

“I wouldn’t worry about that,” Temari told him, “He’ll probably be back by that porn store later; Sasuke doesn’t give up on people he wants that easily, he has a reputation to be able to get anyone. He’s always succeeded within a three-day time limit, longest it took was three days. Most of these people said they were straight too, and like everyone else, they didn’t know Sasuke’s horrific pattern of relationships.”

“Oh! Actually if you could play hard to get, you know, just for a short time that’d probably make him less suspicious; if he is at all.” Hinata mentioned, “Since you told him you were straight, it might be funny to the next day suddenly accept.”

“I’m playing hard to get now?” Naruto mused aloud glancing at the clear-eyed girl, “Then should I wear a long wig and put on mascara too?”

That would be hilarious and picturesque revenge for having to shell out $500 to this bum over the next Sasuke’s dating period. However Shikamaru would have to refrain from laughing evilly and encouraging such demeaning behavior, Naruto might decide to charge more.

“Okay, I get it, I’ll do that.” Naruto shrugged after receiving a glare from Temari. He leaned over towards Hinata grinning, “Anything for a cute girl.”

He pressed a light kiss to her temple, the pale girl blushed delicately and the blonde girl growled in her throat for the duration of the motion. However it was chaste enough, a light touch and then Naruto was grinning and heading out the door.

“I don’t like him!” Temari declared bull-headed. She had good reason too! He hit on her Hinata, HER Hinata, she was spoken for, long before he came waltzing into the picture! Never mind the fact that Hinata went and brought him into the picture for the sake of her and Shikamaru’s insane beyond belief plan. He also was entirely disrespectful and discourteous and altogether… a lot like Sasuke when he’s in a good mood. Well more like Sasuke in a good mood plus grins and blond-ness and other insignificant notables such as that.

“I think he’s okay.” Hinata countered somewhat cheerily. Of course she would be! He’d spent the meeting flattering her and hitting on her, and mooching money off of Shikamaru, but either way he paid her much attention so of course she would have a slightly higher view of the boy than Temari did.

“I don’t really care,” Shikamaru breathed, “One of two things will happen; the guy does it and we pay him, you each owe $200 by the way.” He paused to sip his drink a moment.

When he was done sipping Shikamaru continued, “Or, the other option, he doesn’t do it and we don’t owe the arrogant blonde Sasuke-clone-called-Naruto any money whatsoever.”

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