Devil's Own

Devil’s Own

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Part IV
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The first rays of sunlight filtered through the open door of the balcony, cold morning breeze passed the swaying curtains and into the sleeping blonde, snuggled comfortably beside a warm Uchiha body, suggesting that the slumber is over. Sasuke nudged him gently and told to get up for breakfast; a soft kiss planted on his lips flooded his mind with the warm memories of the night before. Smile grazing his lips as he slowly opened his cerulean eyes; Sasuke’s back facing him as he put on a pair of sweatpants.

“Teme,” Naruto called, an insult only he could call him, “where did you get that scar on your back?” he asked sleepily.

As Sasuke turned the hardness in his eyes and the firmness straining his jaw startled him, “That’s none of your business,” he replied coldly.

His answer destroyed the residue of warmth and the trust he had work hard for him, as surely as the sun decimated the night. He looked at him with sadness and hurt, and saw only the yakuza he feared. The night before must have been a dream, a pretense, a cruel joke that made him trusts the Uchiha momentarily. Inwardly crying, he followed him out of the room.

Hyuuga Neji stepped forward and greeted them with the news that one of the men had been caught for treason, leaking information to the rival organization. “Sundown punishment for the traitor,” Sasuke murmured, Neji left. By the coldness in his voice and the sternness on his face told him that the accused traitor was in for some serious punishment, or worse.

He followed the black haired male into the garden, the traitor was already tied to the crossed wooden pole, his arms and legs were pulled tautly. The two men wearing black masks didn’t bother to hand he clothes, and there were knives of different shapes and sizes on the table near them.

All the men and women of the estate gathered in the garden. The tall man of the two masked men slowly cut the tied man’s skin while the other pulled them off as the offender cried for mercy. As the first cut exposed his flesh and piteously scream came out of his mouth, Naruto turned his head in disgust and pity. Sasuke roughly grasped the hair at his nape and thrust his head forward, “You will watch,” he whispered, “Everyone is required to watch.”

In spite of him, Naruto closed his eyes but could not block out the grotesque screams as the men tore more skin, exposing more bleeding flesh. Every time the tearing skin exploded in pain, he was filled with loathing. Just as he thought the punishment is over, came the worse. He heard the Uchiha ordered to release the crows; flapping wings and squawking could be heard as the birds ate the bleeding flesh of the slowly dying man.

His knees turned to jelly and he suddenly felt nauseous as he looked at the grotesque sight before him.

Uchiha Sasuke’s hand felt cold as he guided him towards the dining room, “It’s a cruel world, Dobe. You must get used to it.”

“And become crueler than the rest of you,” he spat.

Sasuke lifted his chin with his fingers, for a long moment he searched for his reflection in the blonde’s wet eyes, tears fell freely down his cheeks, “It’s a matter of discipline and warning as well. There are worse forms of cruelty…” he started to explain but decided it would be foolish in the blonde’s current situation, “Come on, let’s eat breakfast,” he said as if nothing happened.

“I cant,” Naruto said miserably, “I really can’t eat and I doubt if I can get used to such cruelty.”

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A sense of peril permeated the house and engulfed Naruto as the days passed. Surprise attacks would be a disaster as essential information was leaked to the enemies. The strain of the situation showed on the Uchiha; he was tense, irritable and always on the verge of anger. The pressures of the situation kept him busy. He had kept Naruto locked in their room and refused to let him out and rarely talked to him. The ruffled pillows and warm indentation on the bed next to him were the only indications that he had come and gone.

His other sense of foreboding was deeply personal. He told himself that he was a cruel, treacherous and dangerous man, a devil himself, dragging him into a quagmire of sexuality from which he might never be freed. He knew he would never want to be in his arms again. If he didn’t escape from him soon his basic instinct would make him his slave for as long as he wanted – maybe longer. Somehow he must distant himself away from him without incurring his wrath.

The next couple of weeks, Sasuke had kept his distance. There were no gentle black eyes following him in the garden, no secret smiles as he fed the fishes in the pond. Naruto ate and slept alone. Once, he had called him to join dinner with him, but they didn’t exchanged words. When he had finished eating, he was given a stark command, “Go to bed, Naruto.”

Naruto. He had called him by his name, not ‘dobe’ or ‘usaratonkachi’ that he used to teased him as an endearment. The friendly hues of his black eyes are gone, replaced by a frightening dark abyss, not even a hint of compassion was left. He was back to the man who brutally abused him. Naruto began to wonder what he did wrong to make the Uchiha mad at him.

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There were loud cheers at the garden, expensive wines and foods flooded. The threat had been resolve and possible attacks were breached, everyone was celebrating except for a certain blue eyed blonde.

Sasuke found him placing his clothes into a bag when he entered their room. He stood watching him for a moment, then asked with sarcasm in his voice, “Exactly, what do you think you’re doing?”

“Packing.”

“And where do you think you’re going?”

“Well, it seems that the problem is over and you’re not sleeping here anymore,” he answered as he picked up the bag, “I thought you wanted your room back. So, I’m going to stay with Sai.”

“Well, that’s very nice of you. You’re just going to the men’s compound filled with flesh starved men. And who do you think can protect you?”

“Sai could help me until you decide…”

His cold voice cut him off, “Sometimes you are incredibly stupid.”

The sharp barb triggered a surging anger that breached his fear in him. He glared up at him, red-faced, “I maybe stupid but I’d rather be there than stay here with you.”

Sasuke roughly grabbed him by the hair, his jaw set tightly and his eyes chilled with anger. The fiery blue eyes replaced by fear as he fumbled for words to make it right and to set the Uchiha’s anger aside, “It’s just…I thought…I mean…”

He threw a withering look as he cut him off again, “I know damn well what you meant,” he pulled his face towards him, “You are no better than slave here, my personal slave that is. You will take orders like everybody around here.”

He flung him on the bed and captured his lips in a brutal kiss, painfully forcing him to respond. His hand grasped his wrist and pinned his arms above his head. Trembling, Naruto closed his eyes in fear, certain that the older male was going to rape him again, beat him, or worse. Suddenly the pressure dissolved, the door slid shut and he was safely alone in his misery. If Sasuke returned that night he wasn’t aware of it.
Naruto woke up to the soft breathing against his face, hot air fanning his nose. He left his comfortable sleep with grudge and opened his eyes. His face turned red when he met face to face with the sleeping Uchiha, their lips were only centimeters apart. His soft breathing was very alluring and he was tempted to close the gap between them and kissed those parted lips. He wanted to reach for him and pulled him closer, to feel his lips against his and showed him how much he missed him, but the image of the black haired yakuza prevented him from doing so.

The blonde shivered when he realized their position, strong arms wrapped around him. His pajama top had ridden up to his stomach and Sasuke’s hand rested in his exposed backside, his right leg was caught between the older male’s strong thighs.

He squirmed and pushed at his chest, desperately trying to escape his strong grip. Sasuke pulled him back roughly and crushed him against strong chest. He nuzzled his neck; hot breathe tickling the sensitive skin, “It’s early in the morning, Dobe. Don’t start,” his voice muffled while his hand caressed his back and bottom cheeks sensuously. He placed wet kisses on the blonde’s neck up to the back of his ear, caressing the sensitive spot with his tongue, “I have been busy with a lot of things this last few days,” Sasuke said as he continued his attack on the blonde’s upper body. He dragged a tongue on his collarbone, “I missed you, Dobe.”

Naruto’s body ached deliciously against Sasuke’s ministrations. He was moaning and mewling incoherent words, head was swimming in pleasurable sensations until he felt something hard bumped on his thigh. Eyes snapped open; the pleasure brought by the Uchiha wasn’t enough to keep the image of the cruel man at bay.

“Stop!” Naruto shrieked, struggling violently against strong hold, trying to get away, even if it means he would stoop low. And stoop low he did. Sharp teeth clamped on the Uchiha’s arm causing the wounded flesh to bleed.

“****ing minx,” Sasuke smacked the blonde’s exposed bottom cheek painfully making the blonde free his bleeding arm. He yanked on the hair on his nape until he cried in pain, he placed his mouth on his, kissed him hard, hurting and punishing him at the same time.

He had his fingers around Naruto’s throat while dragging him out of the bed, the blonde was turning blue. But even in his defeat, he glared up at him. He wasn’t even sorry for what he had done. Sasuke released the throat of the errant blonde before he choked him to death, only to grip at the golden locks painfully. Sasuke raised his hand to strike him, but at the way he flinched, he stopped.

Sasuke cursed himself for stopping, the blonde deserved it. If he were someone else, he would probably floating by now, on the Tokyo bay in a barrel filled with cement for just thinking of hurting him. But not Naruto, he could never hurt him, not when his taste and lingering scent flooded his senses. He lowered his hand pulled him into his chest, he held him tightly until he stopped struggling.

“I told you, I won’t tolerate disobedience,” he said darkly.

Naruto turned and ‘hmped’ away from him, apparently still angry. Sasuke wondered hat the blonde had to be mad about, he’s the one who hurt him. If there is anyone who has the right to be angry it was him.

“But I’m in a good mood today. So, you’ll get to choose…just this once.” He sighed.

The blonde looked at him confused.

Sasuke led his hand down and pressed it in front of his pants, where his member was surprisingly erect, “Dobe, where do you want this, in your mouth or in your ass?”

Naruto began to struggle again, but Sasuke pulled at his golden hair roughly, shoving towards a near by wall.

“Fine,” he growled, gripping his hair tightly, he pulled the blonde’s pajama pants down, “Then, I’ll choose.”

“No!” Naruto screamed and used all his strength to turn around. Familiar fear creeping to his cerulean eyes as he looked at his cold stare, “Please no,” he whimpered.

“No, Dobe? That’s not what I want to hear from you.”

“No.” he said softly, Sasuke had to strained his ears to hear him and watched as the young blonde slowly sank down to his knees, pulled the Uchiha’s pants down and looked at his erection.

He was tempted to refuse him, he wanted his dobe to be feisty again, fight him, screamed and kicked at him as he forced him to bend over and had his way with him. But, on the other hand, this could be the blonde’s way to get even with him, he’s been fooled before, little minx that he was.

Sasuke watched cautiously as pink tongue gingerly flicked at his tip, “You already know what it felt like to have my cock in your ass, Dobe. If I feel any of your teeth, I won’t hesitate to fill your ass with a baseball bat,” he said threateningly. He touched the top of his hair and rhe blonde flinched, he almost regretted what he had said.

He guided him towards until his cock filled his mouth, he didn’t wait for him to adjust to his size and pushed his entire length in. the blonde gagged, his tongue pushed against his member. Sasuke completely fell to the warmth and goodness of his mouth; he pushed harder, filling his throat. He pounded on him wildly and was impressed as the blonde began to keep up. Naruto placed his arms around him, grasping his bottom cheeks to keep his balance. The black haired male stop thrusting and let the blonde move the way he wanted.

When his seeds began to spill from the end of his tip, he held his golden head in place, semen spurted into his mouth and the blonde choked on the seeds.

“You will drink it all,” he rasped.

Much to the Uchiha’s delight, Naruto brought his tongue over his length, cleaning him until stiffness left his member.

Still breathing heavily, he pulled his pants up before pulling the blonde to his feet, pushing into the wall and kissed him possessively, tasting his own flavor on the blonde’s tongue.

Naruto refused to look at him as he softly caressed the smooth skin on his back, running his hand on the curve of his ass and rested on his hip. His free hand tilted Naruto’s chin to meet his gaze, “I warned you before, and if you do that again,”he said, “I’ll see to it that I’ll enjoy your every punishment.”

Sasuke watched his eyes flickered dangerously, fire danced around the edges as the blonde’s fiery spirit came back to life. There was no doubt he was going to retaliate, but it certainly the answer he wouldn’t like. So, he closed the gap between them then kissed him senseless before he could make him angry again.

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“Wow! You’re so handsome, Naru-chan!” Ino and Ten-Ten squealed while circling the blonde wearing a black Armani suit with silken ties.

He and Sasuke were going to attend a gathering at the Master Oyabun’s place. Oyabun’s of different districts, politicians and the rich people of high society will be there. The blonde didn’t want to come, worrying of him not fitting in or being left out, But sasuke insisted rather commanded him to come with him.

Sai knocked and entered the room, walking to the blonde, “You look good, Naruto,” he said, then gave him a small velvet box, “Here, Sasuke-sama wants you to wear this.”

Naruto opened the small box and gasped, A white gold band Rolex watch was inside it, “Maybe the Teme is lending this for the night,” he said when Ino asked if it’s a gift from Sasuke.

“I doubt it,” Ten-Ten said, “By the way you look tonight, it’ll be yours by tomorrow morning,” she winked at him.

Naruto blushed.


Unlike the Uchiha mansion, the Master Oyabun’s estate was in modern structure with a large granite fountain in front of the mansion. It was as big as a castle, men with sniffing guard dogs and surveillance cameras scattered all around the place.

The host, a middle aged man about fifty with long white hair, greeted them as they entered the ballroom hall; his warm smile put the blonde at ease, “Welcome. I’m you decided to come, Sasuke,” he said.

“Happy fiftieth birthday, old man,” Sasuke greeted back.

He turned to the blonde, “And who might be this charming little boy?”

“Naruto…right?” a tall, slender and bosomy woman with blonde hair that looked like twenty years than Jiraiya said. Naruto nodded. She smiled at him then turned to the Uchiha, “You brought charming merchandise from the Oto, Uchiha. No wonder, they are after your head.”

Sasuke glanced at him’ “Yes. But he is also a loud mouthed shrew.”

Before Naruto could answer back, a pink haired woman in a very revealing evening dress approached them, “Sasuke, I’m glad you came,” she said saucily, snaking herself around the Uchiha’s arm and gave him a heated kiss. Naruto’s eye twitched.

“Hello, Naruto. We meet again.” She gave him a fake smile, hatred perfectly hidden.

“I believe you’ve already met but were not introduced properly,” Sasuke said, “This is Sakura, Jiraiya’s daughter. And this is Naruto, he’s with me,” he formally introduced the two.

Naruto gave her a tight smile, how he wanted to slap off that fake smile off the obnoxious woman’s face. Taking the black haired male’s hand, he tugged it lightly. Sasuke was surprised yet glad at the blonde’s display of possessiveness.

“We are holding the line, Sakura. And there are lot of guests to be greeted,” Sasuke told her as he took her arms off of him, “Come on, Dobe.”

Sakura narrowed her eyes at Naruto as they walked inside the hall, Sasuke introducing him to every one. Sasuke was hers and she was not about to lose him into some blonde pet.

“This should be fun,” Tsunade commented, taking Jiraiya’s arm leaving a seething pink haired woman to greet the coming guests.


Sasuke introduced him to Gaara and his two siblings, Kankuro and Temari from Sabaku district, the red head tracing his face with his eyes making the blonde blushed and Sasuke annoyed; Father and son, Guy and Lee, wearing an identical god-awful green suit, smiled and raised their thumbs at him in greeting, Naruto tried not to cringed as he smiled back.

At last, they came to the tall, long black haired man with calming black eyes. His pretty but unmistakably masculine face mesmerized Naruto. He felt his cheeks burned, Sasuke introduced them, and adding that he would be in a trip in a few days and that his older brother would be in-charge of his affairs while his gone and that Naruto would be left in his care.

“Of course, I will take care of you, Naruto. And protect you from harm but it will also be hard for me to protect you from myself,” he smiled at him, “Now, I see why my little brother keeps you hidden away,” he said then turned to Sasuke, “Make one mistake with this boy, little brother. I will take him away from you.”

Sasuke glared at him.

At that, Jiraiya asked everyone to be seated, endless parade of foods and drinks filled the main table. ‘So much food to eat, while there are people who are lucky enough to eat, at least once a day. But, I doubt if trivial things like that even crossed their minds’ he thought warily.

Lee, sitting on his side kept on bombarding him questions about himself. Sasuke sat on his other side but Sakura kept him occupied with brassy flirtations. She was giggling about something and kept pressing her chest against his arm while Sasuke kept pulling away. He kept glancing at the blonde beside him who was busy smiling and blushing at his brother, felt jealousy instantly. Sakura noticed his glances and became furious; the blonde didn’t even pay attention to them and was engrossed with his smiles and blushes towards the older Uchiha.

While Sasuke was ‘busy’, the older Uchiha explained something to him from to time or tried to draw him into conversation. His attention made Naruto feel special. He stdudied at his delicate face, his pale skin and his long black hair, he blushed deep red when he caught him staring.


When the meal was over, Jiraiya ushered Sasuke to the garden, they stood there in silence. The old man was watching the blonde in amusement. He cleared his throat, “I want Naruto to visit me at least, once a week. I missed having a son,” he said.

“Does Sakura know about it? I doubt if she’ll like it.”

“Sakura,” he began, “Don’t worry about her. My adoptive daughter is obsessing about something…someone she can never have. I assure you, Sasuke. Your blonde will not be harmed.”

“But I still don’t think it’s a good idea,” he hesitated.
“You’ve changed,” Jiraiya smiled, “I’d like to buy him from you and let him go, but I know you’ll never let anyone else have him, I can see that already.”


“You like my brother a lot,” Sasuke said as they entered their room, “I suppose it’s alright, but don’t like him too much,” he warned.

That night, Naruto unwillingly shared his bed, Sasuke claimed him over and over again, driving him to the point between pain and ecstasy. By dawn, he lay lifeless in his arms and wondered what night it would be like with Uchiha Itachi.

A/N: Please review!