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Golum Exchange

By: UndercoverRocker
folder Naruto › Yaoi - Male/Male › Naruto/Sasuke
Rating: Adult
Chapters: 3
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Chapter 2: I need to kill you

Chapter 2: I need to kill you

Sasuke awoke for a second time that day, only this time he felt himself being carried around. When he tried to move his arms and legs, he found them immobile and saw them bounded by some rope. He soon began shouting for help and thrashing around, only to feel the wind being knocked out of him.

“Be quiet, you stupid brat. Not that anyone would hear you anyways, and stop squirming so damn much,” he heard the person grasping his legs sneered.

Pressing his chin to his chest to get a better view of his attacker, his eyes widen in shock as he recognized the green eyed nurse from before. The slight gasp of surprise he released made his already heaving chest constrict painfully.

“What the hell is going on?! Where the fuck are you taking me?!” he demanded after regaining most of his breath, he surprise quickly changing to anger.

“You’re the last one we needed for the ritual to be completed. As to where you’re going, well lets just say in a few days time you’ll be joining your family in exchange for something we’ve wanted for a while” another voice grunted slightly behind him.

Craning and twisting his neck to side and up a bit, he came face to chest with Doctor Uzumaki. Narrowing his eyes at the cryptic response, he began to thrash wildly again, screaming obscenities and threats to the duo. The couple just took it with stride, although they almost dropped him from his moving around. Finally arriving in front of a cream door with red markings on it, Kushina dropped his bound legs roughly in order to open the door. Pushing it outward widely, she and her husband changed their positions from his upper and lower body to grab him on his sides and unceremoniously tossed him through the open doorway.

Colliding harshly with an obviously flattened mattress, he felt the wind being knocked out of for a second time with a loud “Oof.” Struggling aging to breath, Sasuke twisted his body painfully to the side and caught the last glimpse of the couple slamming the door he was tossed through. Getting up slowly and awkwardly because of his bound limbs, he saw that the door was a good bit high up, with the faint marks of a removed stairwell along the wall. The only light that was given was that of a lone hanging light fixture above the removed stairwell space.

He began to take in his surroundings and noticed that he was in an extremely huge basement that was filled with old furniture and appliances. As the basement was more spread out widely, the light that shone from the doorway only reached a little away from the mattress Sasuke was currently sitting on. But it still provided enough glow for his eyes to see the basement clearly. That and whatever natural light that seem to seep through dust covered windows that were only big enough for small animals to past through.

Shivering slightly in fear as to why he was bought here, he curled himself into a ball as he lay back down on the mattress. He allowed small amount of tears to leak from his eyes, as he began blaming himself forgetting into this mess in the first place. He should have suspected earlier from some of the weird questions that nurse asked him, but he guessed that the so called ‘aspirin’ was the cause of his lacking suspicion.

Unbeknownst to the silently broken boy, a pair of dull blue eyes was taking in the scene hidden between an old sofa and some stacked tables. When Sasuke finally calmed down a bit, he wiped his face with his shirt sleeve, got up again and began to try and release to ropes the bound his wrists and ankles. After about twenty minutes of struggling with the bindings, all he managed to do was have his skin chaffed and rubbed raw.

Seeing the helplessness etched on the boy’s face, the owner of the blue eyes took some pity and came out of hiding to help him.

Hearing some movement to his right, Sasuke immediately tensed his body as he slowly turned to see the cause of the noise. He was soon facing a young blonde boy that resembled Dr. Arashi except with dull blue eyes and slightly paler skin than nurse Kushina that seem to have a grey tint to it. The boy looked about his (Sasuke’s) age and was only covered with a stained and ripped t-shirt and shredded pants that seem to only hold up around the waist (1). He relaxed his body for a while, only to tense up again when the light reflected off a big shard of glass that was clutched in the boy’s hand.

Sasuke immediately started to back up quickly as the boy began to advance on him. He squirmed his way until he was in the furthest corner of the lit stairwell space. The blond seeing this stopped and a look of sadness passed over his eyes before realizing that the young raven was focused on his hand rather than his appearance.

He began advancing again until he was bathed in the light provided. Sasuke quickly glanced up to clearly see the face of his would-be attacker (or so he thought).

“Stop! Don’t come near me!” he all but shouted, “Please don’t kill me….”

Chuckling lightly, the blond pasted a grin on his face which presented his canine like teeth. He then began to speak, hoping to soothe the terrified brunette.

“I’m just going to cut the ropes free. I’m not going to kill you” Yet, he mentally added sorrowfully.

Refusing to believe him, Sasuke soon began to push himself more into the corner, praying he could just sink into the walls he was pushing against. When the stranger got in front of him, bathing him in his shadow, Sasuke saw him raise the glass shard to his shoulder before he closed his eyes waiting for the oncoming pain.

After a few pain-free seconds he cracked his eyes open into slits and saw that the blonde was, as he stated, cutting his bindings around his feet. Blinking a few times, he straightened his posture against the wall and let the blond continue with freeing him. After about five minutes he successfully cut through the ropes around his ankles and began working on those that bound his wrist. Another few minutes later his hands were freed as well. He gently rubbed the aching feeling away the binds had caused on both areas.

“Thanks,” Sasuke said somewhat timidly,” umm…sorry about shouting earlier, but I thought that you were like ‘them’;” at this he pointed up towards the door, “and was going to kill me for some weird ritual.”

Laughing somewhat hesitantly, the blond began shifting his eyes uneasily and backing away from the raven haired boy. Seeing this, Sasuke widened his eyes and hesitantly asked,

“You’re not going to kill me right,” eyeing the shard that was still in the blond’s hand. Following his line of sight, the blond looked to his hand and saw that he was still clutching the shard. Twisting slightly he threw it over to the sofa he was hiding behind earlier, offered a hand to help Sasuke to his feet.

Still wary as his question went unanswered, he took the offered hand and hefted himself up, using the wall as a base. Getting up wobbly and wincing at the added weight o his sore ankles, he muttered another ‘thanks’ before trudging (limping) to the threadbare mattress. Collapsing with a light thud, he turned to face the other occupant of the room, suspicion still there in his eyes as he asked him his name.

“Naruto Uzumaki” he answered quietly. This had Sasuke sitting up immediately, regretting it already as pain shot through him when he used his arms to push himself up. A look of disbelief plastered on his face as he observed the other occupant.

“You mean you’re their…their…”

“Son, yes I am. Thank you for reminding me” he stated bitterly.

“So you’re really going to kill me then? Why? Why me?” Sasuke asked (more like begged).

“Unfortunately yes I am. As for the reason and why you specifically, well it’s kind of a long story,” Naruto said

“Well shorten it then dobe,” was the angry response

Narrowing his eyes at the nickname given, his lips then curved upwards into a somewhat sinister smirk, which didn’t look so sinister with his dull eyes, as he began.

“Fine to make a long story short, teme, I have to kill you in order to bring me back to life because you are the last pure soul needed”


(1) think of Tom Hanks clothes in "Castaway"

Well there you have chpt 2 of Golum Exchange. Reviews and comments appreciated.

If anything seems confusing plz point it out and it will be fixed with in either the hour or day depending on when it's read.
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