Devil's Own

Devil’s Own

Disclaimers: Standard disclaimers applied. Naruto and all its characters belong to their rightful and legal owners. This story written for the sole purpose of entertainment only. So, please don’t sue me!

======
Part III
======


When Naruto woke up, the room was filled with light, curtains drawn open, it was day. His body felt strange sensations; he was facing the wall, strong arms wrapped around him caressing a taut peak, while the other slid between his legs. He squirmed, trying to move away, but Sasuke held him tighter, kissing the hollow of his neck up to his ear. Naruto closed his eyes, remembering the horror of previous events, when the black eyed male pulled him closer, his fears struggled with his growing lust. Then, Sasuke was gone. He breathed a sigh of relief, glad that the Uchiha didn’t intend to molest him again, but dismay for his discontinuing, and shame and hatred for himself for feeling that way.

He turned over to his side, eyes still closed; he could hear him moving around the room. With gathered courage, he slowly opened his eyes; embarrassment and awe, emotions he convinced himself wasn’t his own, merged with something within him as he cautiously traveled his eyes in his naked glory; his broad chest, flat stomach and narrow hips, and the strangely appealing organ between his legs. His face turned red as he closed his eyes in total shame. ‘What was so appealing in that?! You got one too!’ he chided himself. When he opened them again, the Uchiha was donned in business attire; he has pale skin, his glossy hair framed his handsome face and his beautiful black eyes were fringed with long lashes and graceful brows above it, his straight nose, stern lips and firm chin gave him an authoritarian demeanor. He looked away immediately, face beet red when Sasuke caught his gaze.

“Like what you see?” Sasuke asked with a smug look on his face.

Blushing,”Shut up!” Naruto yelled at him.

“Get up. It’s late.”

Boisterous laughter filled the room as the blonde rose from the bed, pillow covering his lower region. Blue eyes narrowed into slits, “What’s so funny?” he asked, irritated at the laughing Uchiha.

“You. Why act so shy? I’ve already seen every inch of you,” Sasuke replied, amused at the irate blonde,”What would you like for breakfast?”

Naruto ignored him; he stomped to the bathroom, slammed the door shut and locked it. After thirty minutes, he stepped out of the bathroom, his hair damp and a big white towel wrapped around his waist. Sasuke saw him and motioned him at the breakfast table, set while he was taking a bath. The blonde ate silently with occasional glares at the Uchiha who simply sipped his coffee as he watched him eat. After they finished, he handed him a shopping bag filled with clothes, “Here, put these on.” He said.

He waited for him to leave, but when Sasuke leisurely leaned against the chair, he realized that he wanted to watch him dress. “Damn pervert,” he muttered under his breath.

He turned his back on him causing the Uchiha to laugh loudly; he hastily put on the clothes: orange and black t-shirt, jeans and a pair of shoes. He walked to the mirror to straighten his hair, Sasuke walked towards him and wordlessly ruffled his hair into messy strands, “I like it better this way,” he said.

“But I don’t like it,” he complained.

“I didn’t ask what you like,” Sasuke retorted.

“You already had your way with me,” the blonde glared up at him, “maybe we could compromise.”

“There’s no compromise, dobe,” he sighed as he leaned down to kiss his cheek, noticing the way his fist clenched, black eyes leveled with blue ones, he glared at him sharply, “Don’t even think about it,” he warned, then kissed him.

Naruto followed the black haired male; he opened the door for him. There was a man with spiky black hair and black shades, stood in the hallway, waiting patiently. Upon seeing the Uchiha, he left his spot and bowed to them.

Sasuke just nodded. Naruto bowed his head; greeting the other male, “Ohayo…” he looked at the other man with dark shades questioningly.

The man stared at him, and then looked at Sasuke, waiting for some kind of permission, Uchiha nodded his head, “Shino,” he finally said.

“Ohayo, Shino-san!” naruto greeted, face lightening up the thought of meeting someone other than the Uchiha prick.

They walked to the elevator, Shino, get in first to check threats and abnormalities, finding none, he motioned for them to enter. Naruto peered at the oceanic beauty through the glass wall, birds flying at the blue sky of Tokyo harbor as the elevator slowly taking them to the lobby of the building.

While they waited for the car, Naruto spotted a young boy smiling at him, he smiled back. A black limousine stopped in front of them, another man in black suit climbed down the car and opened the passenger’s door, the man unlike the other one, has long black hair tied tightly behind his head, face less scarier than the latter, he greeted him just like he greeted Shino and learned that his name is Shikamaru. Before climbing the car, he turned his head to the spot where he saw the smiling boy, but he was gone.

“Where are we going?” Naruto asked once inside the car.

“You’ll see.”

=====

The limo entered the large gate of the Uchiha mansion; Naruto’s eyes bulged with amazement as he took in the beauty of the grand estate. A two-storey traditional Daimyo mansion made of fine hard wood, shoji screens and tatami floors. A separated dojo building connected to the mansion by a long hallway, a large bathhouse that is big enough to be a public bath, and two separate large buildings. Beautiful landscapes surrounded the garden with ferns and wild flowers, a koi pond in the middle of the garden with bamboo fountain. Even the posts were decorated with paper lanterns. A vast forest lay at the background. Men and women wore traditional clothes; kimono for women and hakama and gi for men.

Black eyes softened, as he watched the blonde’s face lit up with excitement as he slid open each and every door he could find, sometimes squealing in delight when he found something extraordinary like a large wide screen television at the entertainment room or the doubled-door fridge full of foods and different snacks in the kitchen. He was very friendly, smiling and talking to everyone he sees.

“This will be your new home from now on,” Sasuke said, “and this is our room,” he showed him the room. Naruto looked around amazed. “You can do whatever you want in this house, but,” he caught the blonde by the shoulders and gently turned him around to face him, “there are rules,” his face and voice suddenly grew serious, “You belong to me and I won’t tolerate any insubordination. You won’t go to the guard’s or women’s compound. You’ll do whatever I tell you, whenever I tell you. No one will speak to you without my permission and you won’t speak to any one except to the one I’ll appoint to accompany you. Do you understand?”

“No.”

Sasuke glared at him. Naruto glared back.

“I’m not your slave or your dog and I refuse to follow your stupid rules.”

Sasuke sighed heavily. His head was pounding and he knew he was nearing to strangle the blonde, “You. Are. Mine.,” he said, emphasizing each word with every squeeze on the blonde’s shoulder, “You will follow my rules and you will live here.”

“I will not be a prisoner.” Naruto insisted.

“You will stay here.” Uchiha said with finality.
“Make me,” he challenged.

Kami-sama! He’s so stubborn!

“Fine.,” he said, changing his tactic.

The blonde raised a questioning eyebrow at him.

“I would let you go free,” he told him, the blonde’s face lit up, “But you have to pay me back.”

“Eh?” his smile turned into scowl.

“The money I used to buy you and the money I used to bribed the Oto men. All together it’s two billion. It’s your debt from now own.”

“WHAT!?” blue eyes widened in disbelief. ‘How in the world he could pay that?’

“Until you pay off the debt, you belong to me.” Sasuke said smugly.

“Eh!?!”

Sasuke’s smile widened as he watched the blonde’s shocked face, “Don’t worry, I’ll give you a job. From now on, I’ll buy you for five hundred thousand each time.”

=====

They were seated on the porch, Sasuke was reading some documents while Naruto sat sulking beside him, and he was getting restless as he watched the dark haired male study at some documents for hours. He looked around cautiously; there were twenty-five to thirty men of various shapes and sizes scattered around the area. They averted their eyes when he looked at them, but there was one eager and familiar friendly face in the crowd; a black haired boy, about his age and height, who had smiled at him back at the condominium building.

Naruto desperately wanted to talk to him and escaped his boredom, Sasuke caught their mutual glances, “Do you know him?” he asked, putting down the paper.

“Not really. But we shared smiles back at the condo lobby,” Naruto replied.

“Hn. You seemed to have made friends already,” Sasuke nodded and the boy approached them, “You have my permission to talk to him, Sai. You can walk to the woods if you like but don’t go too far. And keep a respectable distance from him.”

He and Sai became friends immediately as they walked towards the woods, Naruto felt happy and ease with him. Sai’s face lit up when he asked how he happened to be with the Yakuuza. Black eyes shone with excitement as he relates his story…

He became very defensive when Naruto asked him how he could have chosen such a dark and twisted life. He heard rumors about Yakuza and none of them were good.

“Look at me,” Sai said, “my parents were killed and I was sent to slavery. Sasuke-sama came and took me with him. Now, I’m a free man.”

“But, I can’t see you as a mob, Sai,” Naruto shook his head, but added more, not wanting to lose his new found friendship. Instead he listened to his stories, about the Yakuza and about him being belonged to the brotherhood….

When the sun’s last rays touched the horizon, one glance from the Konoha’s Oyabun and Naruto was at his side again.


=====

All is well for the blue eyed blonde as days passed, he was getting eased around the black haired Oyabun, even though he would kissed and groped him as a hobby, but not doing anything passed that.

It became a routine, Naruto would go to the kitchen when Sasuke left for work, and talked to Ino and Ten-Ten, as the girls cooked and he eat. The only men that could talked to him was the Uchiha and Sai.

Everyone seemed to be kind to him, except for one…

A red Porsche arrived at the Uchiha mansion, a pink haired woman dressed in a very sexy outfit climbed out of the car.

“Sakura-sama,” Hyuuga Neji, the Oyabun’s right hand, greeted her at the door, surprise hidden in his stoic face.

Ignoring him, she walked pass him and straight inside the mansion. She scanned every room looking for a certain someone, Neji following behind her. She found what she was looking for in the kitchen, eating snacks and talking merrily to his new found friends. She entered the room wordlessly, startling the occupants of the room. Sai, Ino and Ten-ten bowed and greeted her. Naruto followed.

“So Naruto…is it?” Sakura asked him.

Naruto nodded. He could see that the woman despised him; her voice was thick with hatred towards him.
“Listen, I’ve been with Sasuke since we were young. We have a lot of history. In fact, he was my first…”

“Go to the point,” Naruto interrupted her, impatience in his voice. He surely didn’t like the woman either, “I have no interest of learning the history of Sasuke poking you.”

Ten-Ten couldn’t help the burst of giggles coming out of her mouth, Sai and Ino jabbed her with their elbows to stop her. Sakura narrowed her eyes at her and started walking towards her direction; Ten-Ten immediately stopped giggling when she saw her angry face.

“G-gomen nasai, Sakura-sama” she apologized.

Sakura was about to slapped her when Naruto’s voice got her attention.

“I’m the one you’re here for, Miss…’ he suddenly forgotten her name, “whoever you are. So, leave her alone,” his lips tightened and he wanted to smack the woman’s face.

Sakura’s mouth drew into frown, she turned around to face him, “I will give you money, double your auction price even, just leave Sasuke alone,” she offered him coldly.

“Sakura-sama” Neji interjected, but was cut off.

“Shut up. I’m not talking to you,” she brushed him off, “Well?” she asked the blonde.

“Not interested.” Naruto began walking away. ‘These rich people think they can solve everything with money!’

Sakura grabbed his arm and pulled him back,”Sasuke is just using you to entertain himself and I’m not going to wait for him to get tired of you. I’m planning to wed him before the year ends. So, you better take my offer while I’m still feeling generous.”

Naruto grabbed her hand and flung her aside, “I have no interest in your money,” he glared at her, “And don’t ever touch me again or this entertainment will kick your ass.”

She lifted her hand to strike him but Neji grabbed her hand and held it firmly, “You better leave, Sakura-sama,” he said, “Sasuk-sama will not like it if he knew you come here uninvited. I will inform him of your ‘visit’.”

She angrily took her hand back and proceeded to the door, “This isn’t over yet, Naruto. You’ll regret this,” she warned before she left.


=====

That night, while they were having dinner Sasuke asked him about the ‘visit’. Ino and Ten-Ten eavesdropped through the door.

“What did Sakura want with you?”

“Nothing.” The blonde replied.

“Don’t keep secrets from me, Dobe. Sakura is a very dangerous woman,” he told him with thinning patience.

“She said she owns you.” Naruto said.

“No one owns me,” he corrected, “What else? Did she threaten you?”

Naruto remained silent. He didn’t want to talk about it; he knew Neji had already told him all about it. So, what’s with the line of questioning?

“Answer me.” Sasuke’s patience hangs in a thread.

“Look, Teme, I’m not your dog you could command at your will and I will not answer your damn question.”

The eavesdroppers’ eyes widened. No one. Absolutely no one had ever tried to answered back the master of the house, if ever there is one, he was surely not around anymore to tell the tale.

Sasuke’s eyes narrowed as he looked at the retreating boy, lips closed tightly. He couldn’t understand the blonde’s persistence in giving him a hard time. He followed him their room. Naruto ignored his brooding face and kept his back to him. Sasuke came behind him, wrapping his arms around him and pulled him closer to his body. He started kissing him behind his ear and neck, Naruto closed his eyes, goosebumps running up and down his spine.

“Why must you always be so difficult, Dobe. I just want to hear them from you. How can I protect you if you keep secrets from me,” his breathe tickling his ear.

“I’m sure Neji-san told you about it. So, what’s the point of asking me?” he struggled against him, “Leave me alone.”

“Alright. Let’s forget about it.” Sasuke told, holding him tighter. He knew the blonde tended to be that way when he didn’t get his way. So, he just had to give in.

His breathing getting heavier as he placed kisses down his shoulders, slowly peeling the blonde off his clothes, Naruto turned around to see the Uchiha’s black eyes heavy with desire. He smiled up at him.

He looked him in the eyes and cupped his face, “Trust me, Dobe,” his voice grew tighter and constricted, “I promise I will take care of you.”

Sasuke laid him on the bed; the blonde didn’t resist but encourage him to go on. Their mouths met in fevered kiss; velvet on velvet, tongues teasing each other. Tension and passion filled it. The scent of the black haired male registered in the heat of the night, filling his nostrils, it drove the blonde’s confusion away.

Sasuke’s hand dropped to his shoulder to the small of his back, then lower, cupping his ass, pulling him against him. His erect member pressed against him, his shivers of desire matched the blonde.

He was no longer the Oyabun, he was Sasuke. Just Sasuke. Somehow he was now his.

Naruto pressed himself closer to him, running his hand through the dark mass of hair, tugging it. His hair felt like silk through his fingers, his palm roamed the flesh under his shirt; he unbuttoned and threw his shirt. His fingers delighted in the soft skin, the muscle in his arms flexed under the blonde’s warm lips.

He kissed his shoulder up to his neck and to the soft skin behind his ear, sucking and licking along his way. After that time having his hands cuffed, this freedom sets him on fire. And then he kissed him, sucking Sasuke’s lips into his mouth, proud oh his power over the older male.

His body responded to him the way it always did, it burned with pleasure. He felt a flash of contempt as he suddenly thought of their first night together. He hated him for a moment for making him loathe himself. Naruto began to pull away.

But Sasuke would have none of that. He pulled the blonde towards him and engaged him in a deep kiss. The sensation of his grazing teeth across his skin made the blonde’s pride and doubt retreated to the dark recess of his mind and stay there.

Sasuke didn’t need cuffs and robe ties to make the blonde his, Naruto surrendered himself completely to him.

Naruto arched his body, offering his chest to the Uchiha’s wanting mouth, urging him to suckle a taut peak. Sasuke happily complied; he captured a nipple between his teeth, lapping it with his tongue. The blonde’s moaned of pleasure encouraged the Uchiha to go further. Sasuke turned his attention to the other neglected peak, giving it the same treatment.

He traveled his mouth down south, planting open-mouthed kisses on his heaving chest, to the flat stomach down to his navel, and then finally to the place where he surely would make the blonde’s world teetered.

He sucked harder, taking his whole length inside his mouth, Naruto gripped the sheets tightly, mewling incoherent words as he bucked his hips matching the intensity of Sasuke’s suckling.

“Sasuke,” he moaned.

Sasuke suddenly froze at the sound of his name on the blonde’s lips, this is the first time Naruto had ever called his name.

Naruto grabbed him by the shoulders, pulling him up and kissed him deeply. His hands trailed down his shoulders down the Uchiha’s stomach, continuing downwards until he reached his pants, fumbling with the belt, he slowly unzipped him and eased his hand inside his pants and pulled out his hard member, he slowly moved his hand up and down his shaft, Sasuke moaned into his mouth.

If the blonde continued his doing, he wouldn’t last. He pried his lips from his and get out of the bed, earning a protest from him. He let his pants fell to the floor and walked to the bedside table, retrieving a bottle of lube.

He pulled Naruto on top of him to straddle his legs. He poured an enormous amount of lube and coated his hard member; he poured another and applied it to the blonde’s rear hole.

He lifted him, sat him down his shaft with ease movements, with sudden twitched of Sasuke’s hips, Naruto sat mounted over the erect organ.

“Ride me, Dobe,” he demanded.

Naruto moved slowly, trying to get used to his position, and when he finally found a tolerable rhythm, Sasuke followed it with his hips, groaning in pleasure beneath him. Naruto rode him for a generous amount of time, his knees began to give in and he was getting dizzy, Sasuke saw that he wasn’t going to keep up; he rolled over him and ride him with rampant thrust.

He was moving fast, pounding his territory in earnest. He kissed his neck while his hand
gripped the blonde’s member, pumping him wildly. Naruto let out a moan of mixed pleasure and pain, Sasuke’s sweat dripping as he kissed the blonde’s face. He felt his climax coming, he thrust harder, Naruto’s hips lifting to meet him, and their bodies melting together as they both exploded.

Naruto waited for disgust and regret, but felt only a sense of inner peace and safety by his arms. He sighed contentedly as Sasuke’s arms wrapped around him and pulled him closer.

A/N: Criticsms, comments, suggestions and violent reactions are all welcome!