Inbred

In the previous chapter I had Naruto as 21. Sorry he's supposed to be 19. Neji is 21, don't know how I got that mixed up.

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Chapter 3

Naruto wasn't sure he had heard him properly so he asked the man to repeat himself.

"You heard me, bitch. Now stop fucking around and get on your knees."

"Ahh," the blond nodded his head slowly as if it finally dawned on him. If this shrimpy little motherfucker thought he was going to get on his knees like some whipped slut and suck off that dinky, little, purple...thing! He had another think coming.

Naruto wasn't afraid of the guys, per se. He had been in many fights before with numbers stacked against him and while he didn't always win he always made sure he gave as good as he got. No, what he was more afraid of was what they wanted to do [i]to[/i] him because what they planned on giving him, he wasn't planning on giving back...to these guys at least.

"You know what?" Naruto addressed them as he would a group of five year olds because these guys could not be serious. "Fuck you, you, you and especially you," he said, pointing at the half-dressed man last. "I don't have time for this shit so just go fuck each other. Problem solved. Sayonara!" and with a wave of his hand he made a move to walk around them but the tallest one snaked out his arm and grabbed the lanky teen by his elbow.

"Aww, what's the matter, baby," the man cooed. "Worried because it's your first time? Don't worry we'll be gentle with you," he reached down and playfully patted Naruto's ass. This elicited laughs from the other members in the group. Naruto backed away in disgust and made an attempt to wring his arm away from the other man but he reached out and grabbed it again this time with a more rigid grip. Naruto was of the firm belief that these guys were not going to just let him go peacefully so he decided he was going to leave forcefully.

"Let me go!" he roared and brought his fist across the man's jaw. He heard a sickening crack but didn't get the chance to enjoy his mirth. Once the tall man was down the other three literally jumped on Naruto, their combined forced knocking him easily to the ground.

The younger man squirmed and growled as his aggressors ran their hands shamelessly over his body, lifting his shirt and making cat calls as they splayed their fingers over his abs, chest and nipples. If this was a group of girls Naruto wouldn't have minded so much, (actually it was one of his dirtiest fantasies) but the fact that it was a group of horny, unattractive men only caused fear to build up in the boy's stomach. He was becoming anxious and as their gropes became more bold he tried to swat away their hands but that proved futile.

How the hell did he get himself into this mess?

Oh yeah, he just had to play the hero, didn't he. Naruto couldn't help it, he was a sucker for a pretty girl. Didn't someone once tell him that suckers finished last? Or was it nice guys who finished last. As far as Naruto was concerned he was both.

He winced and gritted his teeth as one guy squeezed his nipple none too lightly. He had to try and remain calm...calm? How the hell could he be calm when he was about to get fucked four ways 'til Sunday and- when the hell did they divest him of his shirt?! Naruto gasped as the cool air caressed his warm, sweaty skin and the hot asphalt bit into the flesh on his back but his chest wasn't bare for very long before the men resumed their greedy ministrations. Naruto saw a dark head lean over him and felt sharp teeth nibble against the same nipple that had been pinched earlier.

"Fu- Fuuck!" he grated out and attempted to slam the palm of his hand against the guy's head but his action was halted when the other man grabbed it and restrained it.

"Don't worry, we'll get to that shortly," he snickered.

Naruto felt a tugging at his waist and looked down to find the short man fumbling with his belt buckle. He panicked and began to buck wildly. This only seemed to egg the other guys on but it helped Naruto to get his leg into a prime position. With one swift motion he brought his knee up to his chin and kicked the shrimpy perv square in his face. Naruto watched as he gripped his nose and fell back just as lanky one Naruto punched earlier seemed to be regaining conciousness.

With his lower body free, and somewhat safe for now, he turned his rage towards the two men holding down his arms. Bringing both knees into his chest, he leaned back as far as he could before springing his legs over his head, grinning as they connected to the skull of one and barely grazing the head of the other. He had no idea he was this flexible. He'll remember to thank old Tsunade for dragging him to her yoga classes.

The momentum that he already had going, he decided to keep and did a backwards somersault, completely catching the fourth one off-guard and allowing Naruto to free his hand from the weakened grip. Regaining his balance he grabbed the closest man by the scruff of his collar and slammed his head against the other man's in a vicious head-butt. He had done it many times before and he knew how to do it right so the pain was minimum. He gave the guy another head-butt for good measure before releasing him and allowing him to sag to the floor.

By this time the tall one, (Naruto wanted to call him, Abbot) had recovered and lunged himself at the blond teen. Naruto mis read his movements and was punished with a back hand across his face. He staggered and was met with another punch, this one on the opposite cheek. His neck twisted into an uncomfortable position and his lower lip was clipped between his teeth, the crimson liquid leaving a metallic taste in his mouth.

Naruto spat out the excess blood and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. This bastard was going to pay for fucking with his beautiful face.

The man charged at him again but the young street-fighter was lucky this time. Reading his movements accurately he managed to side-step the attack then launched a counter-attack of his own. The man froze, his eyes wide with fear and he looked down at the grinning boy with the wicked expression on his face. Naruto had grabbed his testicles with his left hand and had them in a vice-grip. This was the move Naruto liked to call 'A Thousand Years of Pain'. His dark eyes pleaded with the lad and he shook his head violently, silently begging him not to do anything too hasty but Nartuo was beyond mercy.

"Say my name, bitch," he screamed and squeezed the soft sacs as hard as he could. The man didn't know his name so he just ended up screaming at the top of his lungs. Music to his tormentor's ears. Naruto released him, letting him drop cradling his groin with both hands.

Two were out of commission for a while, that just left two more. Naruto stepped back but not to retreat, he wanted to keep all four of them in his line of vision, if there was anything he had learned from hardcore fighting it was to never take your eyes off your opponent, even if you think they're unconscious.

He had proved his point; don't fuck with the Uzumaki!, and he could probably have used this opportunity to escape, he imagined he could outrun them but that's not what he wanted, he wanted to kick their asses, he wanted to humiliate these punks, he wanted to take out some misplaced teen aggression.

"C'mon, c'mon" he whispered in a taunt even as he beckoned the other two men forward. They were hesitant and tried not to get too close to the boy. Naruto had them where he wanted them; four was a headache but two he could manage and they were already intimidated by him so it would make things worlds easier. Unfortunately they weren't as stupid as he had hoped and they didn't take the bait and blindly rush him, which was what he wanted, he wanted to take these two out before...

Shit!

The other two were starting to recover. What the hell were these guys made of, anyway? Maybe they were masochists or something.

His cellphone rang!

Shit! Sasuke!

Think, think, think! He had to think. The only option he was leaning towards right now was fleeing.

Everyone froze when a sharp voice called over to them. The new guy was yelling something in Japanese and Naruto barely made out 'What is going on' and 'stop...there'. His targets looked panicked and all but trampled him in their attempt to flee, one of the guys decided to use Naruto for some kind of momentum and pushed the kid down as he skittered away after his cronies.

"Guh!" he gasped as his head hit the pavement cushioned by his forearms. Praise God that was over.

He suddenly felt himself being pulled up by his armpit and he brought up his arm to swing in self-defense when he realized that the man who scared of the gang was a cop, or more accurately airport security. Naruto groaned.

He washed Naruto in a string of sentences and was waving his night-stick dangerously close to Naruto's head. "Wai-wait, wait!" the boy tried to get the officer to to calm down or even get two words in edgewise but the guy wouldn't shut up. He contemplated screaming at him but he didn't think it was wise to be rude to someone in authority, especially in Japan.

What was that word...what was that word?

"Ya...yamete?" he tested while shielding his face with his arm from that nightstick that kept threatening to add more bruises to his already sore face.

The guard just kept rambling but Naruto managed to pick up the words 'police', 'arrest' and ... did he just call him a 'stupid American'? Dammit! The only way Naruto could think of getting out of this mess was asking the officer to kindly NOT take him to the proper authorities. "Gomen, gomen nasai" he said while getting down on his knees and bowing his head low to the ground. That seemed to abate the guard because he stopped talking. "I promise I won't do it again," Naruto continued, but the second he started using English again the damn cop started scolding him again. Can't get a break today at all!

"On your knees and begging, Uzumaki? Do you know how long I've dreamed of you doing that before me?" A smooth deep voice interrupted the ramblings of the officer and made Naruto's head snap up.

That voice...

"SASUKE!!" Naruto yelled and broke away from the officer to run over and glomp his friend. Literally glomp his friend.

"Oi, dobe! Get...off," his voice was winded and muffled against a tanned shoulder.

"Uchiha Sasuke." Sasuke barely heard the guard's greeting which was drowned out by Naruto's thanks and gratitude for apparently saving his life. Sasuke sighed and rolled his eyes, he was such a dramatic. Sasuke acknowledged the officer with a nod and explained that the trouble-making 'baka', as it were, was with him and he was willing to take responsibility for his actions. They continued their conversation for a while, the guard giving a final warning before bowing respectfully before the Uchiha and heading back to his post.

"Oh, Sasuke, Sasuke thank youthankyouthankyou!" Naruto blubbered and kissed his cheek.

"Gah! Get off me, Uzumaki," Sasuke was irritated now and tried to shake the shorter man off of him. Naruto plopped to the ground with a 'thud' and Sasuke made a noise behind his teeth while he glared at his half naked, bloodied and bruised companion. He was curious as to how he got himself into such a situation but was sure he was gonna tell him anyway so he didn't bother to ask.

Naruto flashed him a toothy grin before getting up and retrieving his discarded shirt, he frowned when he saw the giant shoe print across the front but proceeded to dress anyway. "Man, Sasuke you came in the nick of time, you wouldn't believe what happened."

Told you so. "Naruto, what the hell were you doing fighting on government property?" Sasuke cut in, his eye twitching violently.

Naruto patted around at his neck for a bit then sighed with relief when he found his necklace had survived the scuffle and sat securely around his neck. "Don't get mad at me, Sasuke," he shot back. "They started it." Naruto was the one who threw the first punch so technically he started it but he was not about to tell the Uchiha that.

"Don't be anal, dobe," he scoffed annoyed with his childish attitude already. Sasuke was having a bad day and had had a particularly bad morning courtesy one raven-haired person that immediately and almost photographically sprang to mind at just the mere suggestion. Sasuke shook his head to clear the image that was, no doubt, going to lead to some smut-tacular memory he had filed away for his lonely-night viewing pleasure but instead decided to take up any pent-up 'emotions' in the form of fury towards his none-too-bright companion. Pity he was just recovering from a beat-down because Sasuke wanted to hit somebody...hard. "Don't do stupid things, especially if I'm the one that's gotta be hauling your ass out of trouble all the time."

Naruto rolled his eyes, like perfect Mr. Sasuke ever got into trouble. From what he knew, Sasuke was an orphan and an only child who lived alone on campus so it's not as if he'd be scolded by his parents or a relative or anything and if his theory was correct then someone in his wealthy, powerful and influential position could probably bend the rules or the law as he saw fit, as was indicated by the conversation with the security officer earlier and Sasuke's promise of 'persuading' the student body to accept Naruto in the exchange programme. "I didn't do anything stupid, Sasuke," he shot back. "Those guys, they were harassing a girl."

Sasuke raised a perfectly shaped brow. "So what, you harass girls all the time, dobe."

"This was different!" he bristled. "They were trying to rape her and then...they tried to rape...me." His voice broke off as the words reached his ears and realization dawned on him again. They were really going to, they had really wanted to. Naruto cringed inwardly when he remembered their hands clumsily roaming over his body. He had only been in the country for a few minutes and already bad things were happening to him. So much for his perfect fantasy of a brand new, happy life he could as well have stayed in the States. There was no way he could tell Tsunade about this, she'd just demand he come straight back home even if she had to jump a plane and come to Japan herself. Telling Jiraiya would be worse, sure the old man would be concerned at first but then he'd want details, details and Naruto was traumatized enough without having to relive this whole thing to his 'father-figure' to be published in a trashy novel.

Sasuke closed the distance between the two and raised a pale hand to cup the boy's chin between a thumb and forefinger. Naruto reflexively recoiled at the contact but Sasuke only gently tugged his chin back.

"Shh, let me look at you."

Dang! Naruto was messed up. His hair was tousled and fell any which way it could, a few strands glued to his forehead by his perspiration, but then again Naruto's head always looked like some cross-eyed barber tried to style it so he ignored that. Brushing away the few strands that had fallen near his eyebrows Sasuke noticed a bump that covered a large surface area of most of the boy's forehead and he wondered if he had been head-banging and accidentally hit a wall again. There was a dark swelling beneath his right eye and he knew it would be black tomorrow. There was a trail of blood leaking from his lower lip which was also smeared across the right side of his cheek into those weird little 'whisker tatoos'. His lip was going to swell too. Sasuke stepped back and examined the rest of the damage. His shirt was covered in dirt and had a huge shoe-print across the front, blemishing the blue fabric and the orange, fox-like decal printed on the front. His belt was half-undone but Sasuke wasn't going fix that, actually he wasn't going to do much for the blonde anyway. He got in the fight, let him nurse his own wounds. What Sasuke was really doing was sizing up the boy turned man before him.

Naruto was a year younger than Sasuke and while the one with the dark-hair was forced to mature at a very young age, Naruto had opted to act like a pubescent child hyped up on sugar. Sasuke knew Naruto had a hard life, he didn't know how hard exactly but if his was to be used as an indicator then Naruto's was pretty bad, but while Sasuke contented himself to be brooding and aloof, Naruto remained carefree and affable. He sighed. He guessed they chose to handle their grief differently.

Naruto had grown within the past year and a half, not by much but it was still noticeable. The boy was slightly taller and Sasuke found he didn't have to look down as much to meet his eyes. He'd also been working out, Sasuke had noticed his chiseled torso earlier when he was shirt-less and watched as the muscles and sinewy tendons below his skin moved fluidly with each movement he made. Yeah, Naruto was buff and the fact that he just came away from a fight a little worse for wear meant that he'd gotten stronger. But how much stronger? Sasuke wondered and right now he wanted to test his strength.

Naruto used this opportunity to glance over his friend as well. It had been so long since he last saw him and Sasuke hadn't changed a bit, well, his hair was slightly longer but that appeared to be it. He was still pale, a little too pasty for Naruto's liking. He'd try to remedy that and plan a day at the beach or something. Naruto noticed that he was now sporting a necklace similar in fashion to his but of a different colour. The dark material stretched taut from behind the Uchuha's long neck which supported a thick, silver ring with something engraved in Kanji along the inside. From what Naruto could tell, the necklace was probably worthless but the band itself was probably worth alot. He wondered why the Uchiha would flaunt something so valuable on something so cheap.

He caught a movement from Sasuke's chest and felt his warm breath brush his cheek. Sasuke sighed alot. Naruto noticed the black silk shirt that clung tightly across the other man's chest, it looked like it was made from very expensive material and was once, probably a business shirt but the sleeves appeared to have been ripped off to expose two powerful, yet pale arms. Naruto chuckled inwardly. Only Sasuke would mangle an expensive shirt for the sake of his own personal style.

The older boy dropped his arms and rested his large hand on a hip. He tilted his head backwards while keeping his eyes on the man before him. "Let's go, dobe," he drawled all hint of anger gone completely from his voice. In Naruto's mind, right now, Sasuke resembled a black panther who had just returned from a hunt and was feeling very satisfied. "I lost alot of time turning back for you and I still have that errand to run."

The boys turned to walk back to the terminal side by side until Sasuke broke the silence.

"Why were you so late anyway?"

"Plane was delayed," came the flat reply.

"Ahh!" he said, as if that suddenly explained everything.