WARNING: THERE IS A GRAPHIC RAPE SCENE IN THIS CHAPTER. IF YOU DO NOT WANT TO READ IT, THEN SKIP IT. Sasuke woke up the next morning with the most raging headache. He could barely get out of bed, it was so bad. And he had school in less than ten minutes, he realized, looking at the clock. That was for the best. Now that he didn’t really have a choice to be late, he could choose to stay home a little while longer to recover.
What happened yesterday? He tried to run through the events of the day. He remembered Naruto. They were going to start pretending to date yesterday, right? Sasuke gloated about it in front of Kiba during English, and he gossiped about it with Sakura and Tenten during lunch. He could remember that. Then it all came back to him.
Lunch.
Itachi.
Drinking.
The Kiss.
“Fuck,” Sasuke grumbled as he buried his head in his hands. He made a complete ass of himself yesterday! Not only did he kiss Naruto, but he came on to him when Naruto was trying to leave, and
came out of the fucking closet. Could he have done anything worse? Now he remembered why he didn’t drink anymore.
After a few minutes of silent contemplation (read: brooding) over the events of the last day, Sasuke got up and decided he should take a shower. He smelled like alcohol and filth. That was the first thing he had to fix. After a fairly long shower, Sasuke got dressed and headed downstairs.
Luckily for him, his brother had already left for class. Sasuke didn’t know if he could face Itachi. He didn’t want his brother to know that he got to him so deeply. He opened up a cabinet and found the stash of asprin, taking two for his headache. He then went over to the coffee machine and starting making some coffee. If he was going to be late to school, the least he could do was show up
not looking like a total mess.
By the time he was ready, it was almost afternoon time. Sasuke knew that when he got to the school, it would be lunchtime, or close enough that it wasn’t worth going to his next class. He was still completely beat, and didn’t exactly want to socialize with anyone – not even his friends, and especially not Naruto.
When he got to the school, the security guard started giving him some shit about being late, but Sasuke couldn’t really give a flying fuck. It was the security guard; what was
he gonna do? Instead, Sasuke made his way towards the back of the school where the cafeteria was located. Luckily, lunch periods started next period with his lunch, so there was no one in the entire cafeteria. He picked a nice, small table in a corner that he knew no one ever used and decided to lie his head down for a nap.
The bell rang, and students started trickling into the cafeteria. After about a minute, most of the students who had lunch were pouring into the room, and the volume of the room had gone up at least ten decibels. After a few minutes, his head was pounding too hard to stay there, so he got up and walked out the cafeteria. His eyes briefly met those of them who were at his table, but none of them followed him. They could tell that he needed to be alone.
He decided he would go up on the roof. The fresh air would do him some good, and it would be quiet. No one ever went up on the roof. He settled in for a nice, relaxing, mini-nap until the bell rang, but unfortunately, he was disturbed. He heard someone climbing the meal steps to the roof, and he wasn’t surprised when the door opened. What
did surprise him was
who followed him up here.
“What do you want, Naruto?” Sasuke asked, wincing at the sunlight in his eyes. He closed his eyes once more and laid his head against the brick doorway frame.
“We have to have a talk now that you’re sober,” Naruto said. “About our deal.”
“Fuck the deal,” Sasuke said, surprising even himself. “We both know you want this to end. I kissed you, I came out to you, and I made you sacrifice your afternoon to take care of me like I’m a baby. I get it. No hard feelings. Just go away.” He waited to hear Naruto leaving, but he was disappointed. He peaked an eye open and saw Naruto still standing there.
“So you were telling the truth?” Naruto asked, biting his lower lip. “You’re gay?”
“I already told you that, dumbass,” Sasuke said, closing his eye once more. “Big, gigantic, flaming queer right here. Don’t get too close to me or I might infect you with ‘the gay’.”
“You don’t have to be an asshole about it,” Naruto said defensively. “I don’t have anything against gay people. I’m just…not one of them…you.”
“On behalf of all gays everywhere, I thank you,” Sasuke said angrily. He didn’t even know why he was so angry. “Are you happy? You’re free. Go spin whatever bullshit story you want about how we broke up. Better yet, why don’t you tell everyone that I blackmailed you into dating me. I can’t be humiliated any more than I already am.”
“I don’t want to humiliate you, Sasuke,” Naruto said. “I wasn’t even going to bother you about the deal. I just wanted to talk about the kiss.”
“The
kiss,” Sasuke mimicked. “Don’t worry your pretty little head about it, Naruto. I was drunk. You look like someone I know. I don’t have any feelings for you, and I’m not going to jump your bones. You’re free. You don’t ever have to see me again.”
“You know, you’re really pathetic,” Naruto said, starting to get just as angry as Sasuke. “I come here to talk to you like a calm, rational person, and you’re just hostile for no reason. Well, you know what? When you’re done having your little pity party and decide to act like a grown up, come find me. Or better yet,
don’t.” Naruto turned to walk away, but Sasuke stood up.
“You think you’re so much better than me, huh?” Sasuke asked. “You’ve known me for, what, five days? And already, you know that I’m an ‘alcoholic,’ and that I don’t have parents. You know that the only relatives I have left couldn’t give a damn about me, and that I am harassed on a near daily basis.
“You told me that you only helped me yesterday because you felt
guilty. That it was
your fault I drank so much. Guess what, Naruto? I knew exactly how much I was drinking; that was nowhere near my grand total of drinks in a single day. You looked at me, though, and thought to yourself ‘He’s so pathetic; he really needs someone to take care of him.’ And you’re doing it again. Following me up here because I’m too pathetic to be all alone. What, you think I might throw myself off the roof?”
“That’s not what I thought at all,” Naruto said.
“We talked about the kiss yesterday, Naruto,” Sasuke said. “I told you everything you needed to know. You didn’t come up here to talk about the kiss. You either came up here to bask in how much better your life is than mine – it’s karma after what I did to you, right? – or you came up here because you feel like you need to babysit me.” He maneuvered himself so that Naruto was caught between him and the door. “I DON’T NEED YOU TO BABYSIT ME!” he shouted, causing Naruto to wince. “I’m doing perfectly fine on my own. So go away and leave me the
fuck alone!”
That was it. Sasuke thought he’d won. But instead of doing what any normal, rational person would do, Naruto decided to catch Sasuke off guard. He flipped them around so that the raven was pinned to the door. Sasuke glared into those blue eyes that reminded him so much of Deidara’s, and realized that he was wrong yesterday. Naruto and Deidara didn’t look anything alike. Not when you looked closely.
“I don’t know what your problem is,” Naruto whispered dangerously. “I don’t know why you’ve decided to lash out at me. I just came up here to check on you, see if you were okay. I don’t think that I’m responsible for you, and I don’t want to
gloat about how much
better my life is than yours. As a matter of fact, I’m pretty sure that my life is
worse than yours.
“But I’m not going to waste my time and my breath having a pity party like you,” Naruto said. “I have friends who love me, and so do you. Instead of lashing out at anyone who wants to help you, why don’t you try to stop being an asshole?” Sasuke expected Naruto to walk away, but instead, he stayed like that. Their faces were a few inches apart, but Sasuke could smell Naruto’s breath from where he was. He smelled like peppermint, even after eating his lunch. How was that possible?
Naruto looked deep into Sasuke’s eyes, searching for…something. He didn’t know what. All he knew was that he couldn’t look away. Sasuke was mesmerized by the blonde’s blue orbs, and Naruto was mesmerized by the raven’s black spheres. Neither of them was pulling away, and Sasuke didn’t know what that meant.
Then he saw it. It was so quick he almost missed it, but he definitely saw Naruto’s eyes lower to his lips for a moment before returning to look at Sasuke’s eyes. Sasuke knew what that meant, even if he was reluctant to believe it. When Naruto still didn’t move, Sasuke decided to move his head forward. It wasn’t too much – barely an inch. But it was enough that Naruto noticed, and he didn’t move away.
Sasuke slowly tilted his head. Was he going to go for it? He was breathing heavily now, although so was Naruto. He could feel the blonde’s breath, and he was sure the same could be said for Naruto. Neither of them wanted to be the one to close the distance, but Sasuke knew they both wanted it. Even if Naruto wasn’t sure he wanted it.
Then, the moment was gone. Naruto pulled his head away, slightly embarrassed that he’d almost let Sasuke…do
that again. He couldn’t even
think that word. But as Naruto moved his head away, Sasuke realized he couldn’t let the moment go. Instead, he reached out and grabbed the back of Naruto’s head, feeling his fingers inside those blond strands once more. He pulled Naruto’s mouth to his own and initiated the kiss.
One of two things would happen now. Either Naruto would give in to the kiss or he would push Sasuke away. If he pushed Sasuke away…the raven didn’t know what he’d do. It was one thing to kiss someone when drunk. It was a totally different thing to kiss them again when sober. Now he would have no more excuses.
Luckily for him, Naruto didn’t push him away. He didn’t exactly react to the kiss at all. Sasuke decided to make the same move that caused Naruto to pull away last time, and he swiped Naruto’s lip with his tongue. This time, though, when Sasuke widened his mouth, Naruto followed, allowing Sasuke entrance.
This was completely different than yesterday. Yesterday was a complete disaster. This… This was amazing. Sasuke had had some pretty fantastic kisses in his life, but none compared to this. Naruto threatened to overwhelm Sasuke with his smell, his taste, and Sasuke was willing to let him. Even though Naruto wasn’t as active a participant as Sasuke, he was still participating, and Sasuke couldn’t forget it.
This is
Naruto. How is this feeling so good? I don’t even like him.
But suddenly, he understood what people meant when they talked about sparks. He felt his stomach bubble up, but that was probably nerves. He felt a chill go through his body, and pulled Naruto’s body closer to him so that their clothed chests were pressing close together.
Finally, Naruto made his mind about the kiss. He started to move his own tongue against Sasuke’s both appendages dancing together gracefully. Sasuke briefly wondered if he tasted half as good to Naruto as Naruto did to him. He hoped so. He was grateful of all the extra brushing this morning.
Suddenly, something strange happened, and Naruto jumped away like Sasuke’s touch burned him. He fell to his butt, looking up at Sasuke with flushed cheeks before averting his gaze away.
“Th-That was a mistake,” Naruto said suddenly. “I shouldn’t have let you do that.
You shouldn’t have done it. I thought you said you didn’t have feelings for me, that you wouldn’t kiss me again.” Sasuke felt angry all over again. In those few short moments, he invested himself completely in that kiss, and this rejection was almost painful.
“I don’t have feelings for you,” Sasuke said, not exactly sure if he was telling the truth. “I only kissed you because you wanted it.” He stood up straighter, more confident in himself. “You
wanted it. You
kissed back. You
liked it.”
“No!” Naruto objected quickly, getting back on his feet. “I-I’m not like that.” He looked panicked, and Sasuke almost felt bad for him. Was this the first time he considered being gay? “I’m straight!” he yelled.
“Sure you are,” Sasuke said sarcastically. “Straight people always let other guys kiss them. Straight people always
kiss back.”
“Shut up!” Naruto said, pinning Sasuke back against the wall. This time, their mouths weren’t close, and Naruto had a fist ready to punch the Uchiha.
“Go on,” Sasuke said with a glare. “Do it,” he dared. Suddenly, Naruto’s eyes went wide and he backed away again. He was starting to shake. He looked almost horrified. “You don’t have it in you, Naruto,” Sasuke said, but he wasn’t sure that the blond heard him. “You know I’m right.”
Instead of yelling denials like Sasuke predicted, Naruto shoved Sasuke out of the way and ran through the doorway, down the steps. Sasuke could hear sobs echo through the corridor, and he wondered if he caused them.
‘Of course you caused them,’ he admonished. When those footsteps were finally all faded away, Sasuke heard another pair – softer – climbing up the stairs. He threw his head back against the wall as Ino appeared at the doorway.
“What do
you want?” Sasuke asked, starting to get angry at himself for stopping Naruto from leaving before. Then, maybe none of this would have happened. “Naruto just left.”
“I saw,” Ino said, looking at Sasuke with an ironclad glare. “I saw him crying. He was perfectly happy until he came up here to check on you. I won’t let you keep fucking with him. This is the
last time.”
“You don’t have to fight Naruto’s battles for him,” Sasuke informed her. “He’s quite capable of doing it himself.” Suddenly, he looked at her with a confused expression. “Your last name’s not ‘Uzumaki,’ is it?”
“No,” Ino said, confused as to the change of conversation. “Why?”
“Well, you’re Naruto’s sister or something, right?” Sasuke asked. “Different fathers?”
“Mothers,” Ino told him, earning a slightly surprised look. From Sasuke’s experience, most people only have different last names from their siblings when the fathers are different. “Why does that matter?”
“I want to know more about him,” Sasuke admitted. “He told me that his life has been worse than mine is.” She showed no signs of comprehension. “If you knew anything about my life, you’d understand why I don’t really believe it.”
“Well, believe it,” Ino told him. “I’m not going into details, but it would be hard to top his life in a contest about shitty lives.”
“Go on,” Sasuke urged, earning an incredulous look from Ino.
“Why would I tell you anything about Naruto’s life?” she asked. “All you’ve done is make it harder for him, and he’s had enough troubles that he deserves a stress-free senior year.”
“If you don’t ask me, I can just ask him,” Sasuke suggested.
“Stay away from Naruto,” the blonde warned.
“Then tell me,” Sasuke said simply. “Besides, I’m part of the family now, right?” he asked with a smirk. Ino looked at him with another look of incredulous anger before she slapped him across the face.
“Don’t go pretending like Naruto
likes you,” Ino said, her eyes narrowed at the Uchiha. “The only reason Naruto has said five words to you in the last few days is because you’ve been blackmailing him. You humiliated him the other day just like your brother did to you yesterday.” Sasuke froze. Was he really that cruel? The look in Ino’s eyes told him that yes, he was. “This wasn’t the first time you made him cry.” Sasuke looked at her with pure shock in his face. Did he…really do that?
“If Naruto can’t handle a few people whispering behind his back –” Sasuke began, not really knowing why he was making excuses for himself. He knew exactly how that felt.
“You’re such an asshole!” Ino yelled. “If you knew
half of what Naruto’s been through –”
“That’s why I want you to
tell me,” Sasuke interrupted. “I want to know more about him.” He stopped, and Ino looked at him peculiarly. “I don’t know why,” he said suddenly. “But I need to know more about him.” He stepped back, away from Ino. He couldn’t even think straight anymore. Anytime he saw Naruto’s face, he saw Itachi’s face as well. And when he thought about the sob Naruto let out before, it reminded him of the sobs he barely contained yesterday.
“Well, you’re shit out of luck,” Ino said matter-of-factly. “I don’t want you to go anywhere near Naruto anymore. Just forget you ever met him. If you don’t, you’ll have to answer to
me.”
“He kissed me,” Sasuke said suddenly, as Ino turned to leave. She stopped in her tracks and turned around.
“What?” she asked, not sure if she really heard Sasuke right. Was he lying?
“Well, technically, I kissed him,” Sasuke admitted. “But he kissed me back. He liked it; I could tell. He might not know it yet, but he likes guys.” Ino was looking at him with wide eyes. “That’s why he left. It wasn’t because I said something mean – although I did say a couple of mean things. After the kiss, he got all defensive, saying that he wasn’t gay. I tried to tell him that it was okay, but he just ran off.” Ino just rolled her eyes. Great. Trust Sasuke Uchiha to make this complicated. “Please,” he urged. “Tell me more about him.”
Ino didn’t know what it was, but something about Sasuke made her want to tell him. She didn’t know if it was the look he had on his face that made him look as confused as Naruto must have been after their kiss, or if it was the way that he seemed so genuine in wanting to know about Naruto. In the end, she sighed and decided to tell him.
“I guess that I should start by telling you that Naruto and I aren’t
really brother and sister,” she said. “My father adopted him a few years ago. Naruto and I had been friends for years, and Naruto was already like a part of the family before…” she paused. “Before we found out.”
Sasuke was about to ask for clarification, but she continued before he had a chance. “We had no idea, honestly. Apparently, it had been going on for a long time. Eventually, though, Naruto came clean. He told me and my father that Kyuubi – his biological father – was abusing him. Naturally, we told the police. Kyuubi was arrested and Naruto was put in our father’s custody.
“Somehow, Kyuubi managed to evade charges,” Ino said. “We still don’t know how he did it, but the courts declared Naruto should enter foster custody. Instead, my dad decided to just adopt Naruto, so that Naruto was legally his son. We were already as close as siblings before this happened, and we’re even closer now.” She saw the questioning look Sasuke gave her, and she rolled her eyes. “Not
that close.
“Even though Dad made sure that the three of us had a restraining order out against Kyuubi, it didn’t stop him from harassing us constantly,” Ino continued. “He would constantly bully Naruto – more verbally than physically at this point. He would degrade him, make him feel like shit. A few months ago, Kyuubi broke into our house to kidnap Naruto, and he almost got away with it. But when he was leading Naruto out, Dad saw them and got his gun out. He told Kyuubi that if he ever saw his face again, he wouldn’t hesitate to kill him.”
“Why would Naruto willingly go with him?” Sasuke asked, horrified.
“I don’t know,” Ino admitted. “Kyuubi has some sort of sick hold on Naruto. No matter how much he’s done to him, Naruto still sees Kyuubi as his father. He loves Dad, don’t get me wrong. But when Kyuubi sweet talks him – tells him that he’s changed and they can go live a great life far away – Naruto is too scared to say no.”
Sasuke was disturbed by this story. Suddenly, he could understand why Naruto would claim that his life was worse than Sasuke’s, and Sasuke was just about willing to believe him after Ino’s story. He felt a wave of guilt wash over him, and came to a decision.
“I have to apologize to him,” Sasuke said suddenly. Ino’s first reaction was to tell Sasuke to stay away from Naruto, but something about the way he reacted stopped her.
Instead, she sighed and said “come with me.”
SNSNSN
Naruto was breathless when he finally reached his house. It was close enough that he didn’t have to take Ino’s car to go home from school, and for the first time in his life, he was eternally grateful. He couldn’t stay there a second longer.
Who in the hell did Sasuke think he was, anyway? He was just a lousy, self-pitying asshole who should rot in hell! What gives him the right to make Naruto feel like this? Like he could possibly be…no – he wasn’t. It wasn’t even a possibility.
He shoved the door open quickly and shut it behind him, locking the door again. He needed to occupy himself with something to get his mind off the Uchiha. Suddenly, he heard the sound of the television in the other room, and he got confused.
“Inoichi?” he called out. Normally his foster father would be out at work. What could he be doing back so soon? He walked down the hallway to the living room, and was shocked by who he saw standing there in front of him. “Dad?” he asked. He looked completely different than he did that night. Naruto could immediately tell he was drunk. Naruto had learned how to tell when he was young. When Kyuubi was drunk, Naruto tried to stay out of his way as much as possible.
Kyuubi was sitting on the couch as if he sat there every day. It was peculiar seeing him there. The only time Kyuubi had been in the house…Naruto would never forget the sight of one of his fathers pointing a gun at the other. Kyuubi looked up from the magazine he was reading and sent Naruto a cold glance.
“Naruto,” the man said. “Come in.” Naruto didn’t know what to do. Rational thought told him to just get out and run away. He eyed the door nervously out of the corner of his eyes, but Kyuubi saw it. “Aren’t you glad to see your loving dad?”
“Get out,” Naruto said immediately. Kyuubi looked at him with an amused expression. The man’s pointed teeth showed through his mouth. Kyuubi’s looks were anything but normal. He had reddish-brown hair, and his eyes were two red orbs, with slits instead of pupils. He had a canine look about him.
“We have some business to attend to first,” Kyuubi said to his son, his smirk not fading.
“I’m going to tell you one more time before I call the police,” Naruto threatened, trying to put on a brave front. “Get out,
Kyuubi,” Naruto said.
“Only ungrateful bastards call their parents by their given name,” Kyuubi informed the blond. Naruto walked over towards the landline, hoping to dial 9-1-1 before Kyuubi could hurt him, but when he picked up the phone, there was no dial tone. The wire was cut. Naruto turned around quickly to face his father, sudden fear in his eyes. Kyuubi had the same amused expression, and suddenly produced a gun. He laid it on the arm of the sofa, pointed right at Naruto. He took his hands off it, but it still unnerved Naruto.
“Sit down,” Kyuubi commanded. Naruto made to sit at the arm chair across from the sofa, but Kyuubi tsked him. “On the floor,” he said, motioning to the open spot of carpeting in front of the sofa. Naruto wasn’t really in a position to argue or resist, so he followed instructions. “I’ve heard some very…disturbing rumors, my son.”
“What sort of rumors?” Naruto asked, scared at the glint in his father’s eyes.
“That my son’s a faggot,” Kyuubi said, picking the gun up and putting it on his lap. “You see, I
see things, Naruto. Like yesterday. I was minding my own business, drinking it up at a fine establishment in the city.” Naruto’s eyes widened in shock and fear. “Wouldn’t you know my surprise when my loving son walks in with some black-haired kid? I figured, ‘he’s just there to get away from school; they’re hanging out.’ That was, of course, until I saw that black-haired faggot kiss you. And you weren’t all that quick to stop him, were you?”
“I’m sorry,” Naruto said quickly, afraid of what Kyuubi would do to him. He knew his father was one of the evilest, cruelest people in the world. And he also happened to be a raging homophobe. “I didn’t kiss him; he kissed me!”
Kyuubi ignored him. “I figured I would follow them,” he continued. “See what y’all got up to. Next thing I know, you’re carrying him out to a car and driving him home. What a sweet boyfriend, you are. Do you take care of him just as well when he’s six inches deep in your ass?”
“I swear I’m not gay!” Naruto exclaimed. “Sasuke! He’s the one. He kissed me!”
“No son of mine is a faggot,” Kyuubi said, standing up from the sofa, gun in hand. He gave Naruto an evil glint. “I know I raised you better than that.”
“I’m sorry!” Naruto sobbed, scared of what Kyuubi brought the gun for. “I swear I’m not gay. I promise I’ll never see him again.”
“Sasuke Uchiha,” Kyuubi said, looking at the gun as if it was something he had just noticed. “His extended family’s been involved in the mob for years. His parents – they were the good Samaritans. They were the ones who backed away from the family business. It didn’t stop their family’s enemies from going after them and killing them.”
Naruto was silent as Kyuubi spoke about Sasuke’s family. How did he know so much about the Uchiha family history? And more importantly, how did he know who Sasuke was? Naruto’s fear was growing greater by the second.
“Kakashi Hatake, your psychology teacher, took him in,” Kyuubi continued. “Isn’t that great. Sasuke learns psychology from his guardian Kakashi while you learn health from your godfather Jiraya.” He chuckled. “His brother is currently a junior at Konoha University. He and Sasuke don’t really have a great relationship.”
“What do you want?” Naruto asked with a sob. He couldn’t let Kyuubi keep rattling off facts that he shouldn’t know. It was even more unnerving than the gun, if that was possible.
“I want to ensure that you’re not the faggot I think you are,” Kyuubi said with a glare. “Then I’m going to take one bullet and put it through that faggot Uchiha’s head. Don’t worry, I’ll still save some for Inoichi and Ino. And I might even throw in Tsunade and Jiraya as well. They never really liked me after what happened with your mother and I.”
“Please don’t,” Naruto pleaded. “I’m not gay. You don’t have to do this.”
“I do,” Kyuubi. “After what happens now, I’ll be sure that you’re not a faggot.” Naruto slowly started to move away as Kyuubi approached him. “After today, you won’t ever want to take it up the ass again!” he roared.
“What do you think you’re doing?” Naruto sobbed.
“I’m saving you from those faggots,” Kyuubi told his son. “It’s all because I love you. Any good father would do the same.” Naruto was now backed into a corner, and Kyuubi slowly reached down and pulled him up by his collar so he was standing. The older man slowly touched his son’s smooth face. “Now, I can save you one of two ways,” Kyuubi said softly. “I can make you stop wanting it,” he cocked the gun and pressed it to Naruto’s side, “or I can make sure those faggots can’t have you.” The fear in Naruto’s eyes was evident as he looked up at his father.
“Please don’t shoot me,” Naruto begged, tears starting to fall from his eyes.
“Then get up!” Kyuubi demanded, backing away from the blond a little bit. Naruto picked himself up and brushed himself off. “Now, take off your clothes,” Kyuubi commanded.
“No!” Naruto exclaimed. “Please don’t make me.”
“Do it,” Kyuubi said dangerously, pointing the gun at his son. He hesitated, and that was enough for Kyuubi to shoot. The bullet whizzed past Naruto’s ears and hit the wall behind him. Kyuubi cocked the gun once more and re-aimed. His father was obviously not playing around.
He slowly tugged at his shirt, nervous as all fuck. What was his father planning on doing? Unfortunately, he had a small inkling. He hoped he was wrong. When he wouldn’t procrastinate it anymore, he pulled the shirt above his head, revealing his toned chest.
“Good,” Kyuubi said with a grin. “Now the pants.” He motioned the gun towards Naruto’s pants. Naruto gulped audibly as he kicked off his shoes and unbuttoned his pants, allowing them to fall to the ground. “Now, step out of them and take off those boxers.”
Naruto stopped. “Please don’t make me. I promise I’ll be good; I promise!” Kyuubi shot once more, and this time Naruto almost pissed himself out of fear. He now knew without a doubt what his father wanted, and his choice was between that and death. Which would be worse?
He made his decision, and he lightly touched the top of his boxers nervously. He swallowed his pride and dropped his boxers, revealing his privates. He stood, butt naked, in front of his father, who was still pointing that gun.
“That’s a good boy,” Kyuubi said. “Come over here,” he said, motioning with the gun again. Naruto slowly and nervously obeyed, nearing his father. “Now, get down on your knees.”
Naruto wanted to question his father again, but he saw the look in his eyes. That was the blood lusting look that he’d seen so many times. It was the same look he had every time he gave the severe beatings that landed Naruto in the hospital. He had to do what his father said, no matter what.
“Now, unbutton my pants and take out my cock,” Kyuubi said.
“I thought you didn’t want me to be a f…gay,” Naruto said.
“Believe me, after this, you won’t want to be gay anymore,” Kyuubi said with a sadistic smirk.
“Please don’t…r-r-rape me,” Naruto said, struggling to summon the word to his lips.
“If that’s what it takes, I’ll do it” Kyuubi said. “Now unbutton my pants,” he repeated. Without an alternative option, Naruto unbuttoned his father’s pants and took out his erection. Naruto almost puked at the sight of the throbbing cock. “Now, open your mouth.”
“What?” Naruto asked. “Please don’t make me –” Naruto’s protests were cut off when his father’s cock was shoved down his throat, making him gag.
“If I feel any teeth, I’ll kill ya,” Kyuubi said as he raped his son’s mouth. Naruto couldn’t do anything but try to breathe whenever his father’s cock was pulled out. It was hard, but Naruto managed to stay alive through the torture. His breaths were few and far between, but he had to try to keep breathing. He tried to close his eyes and make the pain go away.
It was a long time, but eventually, Kyuubi grunted as he came down Naruto’s throat. It was a bitter taste that almost made Naruto agree that after this, he would never have any urges to be with Sasuke again. Kyuubi pulled out of Naruto’s mouth and flipped the boy on his stomach.
“Please stop!” Naruto cried out, starting to struggle again. He didn’t care if his father did shoot him. He couldn’t let this happen. He tried to crawl away, but Kyuubi had a firm grip on his ankle. “I promise I won’t be gay! I swear to god!”
“I know you want to be a good boy,” Kyuubi said. “I’m just trying to make it easier for you. Consider it an extra precaution.” Those were Kyuubi’s last words before he shoved his still-erect cock in Naruto’s ass.
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The car ride to the Yamanaka house was awkwardly silent, but Sasuke didn’t care. He was more focused on getting to Naruto to apologize. After all the hateful things he said and the confusing things he put Naruto through, it was the least he could do. Their house wasn’t very far from the school at all, and Sasuke hadn’t yet had time to fully prepare a speech in his head by the time they were pulling into the driveway.
As soon as they got out of the car, Ino and Sasuke could tell that something was wrong. There was noise coming from inside the house. They slowly approached the door. Suddenly, Sasuke heard a blood curdling scream that sounded like Naruto, and they rushed to the door. Ino frantically pulled her key out as Naruto screamed wordlessly. She fumbled, but was eventually able to unlock the door and shove it open.
Ino ran towards the living room, and Sasuke followed. She stopped at the doorway and looked horrified. When Sasuke got there, he looked in the room and saw a horrifying sight. There was blood all over the floor. A man who Sasuke thought was somehow familiar was…raping the blond. Naruto cried out in pain as the man thrust in and out of his smaller body.
“Kyuubi,” Ino whispered, only loud enough for Sasuke to hear. So this was Naruto’s abusive step-father. Sasuke and Ino were both frozen by shock until a particularly disturbing scream caused Ino to yell out for him. Kyuubi looked up, shocked at the presence, and looked at the gun that was across the room.
Sasuke knew he had only one chance. As Kyuubi pulled himself out of Naruto and made for the gun, Sasuke lunged and picked up the weapon first. He could feel Kyuubi’s naked body hovering over him, and he raised the gun, pulling the trigger.
The bullet went right in the forehead, and Sasuke knew that Kyuubi was instantly dead. He fell on top of Sasuke, pinning him to the floor lifelessly. Sasuke could feel ejaculate fluids and blood from Kyuubi’s prick wiping off on his clothes, and Kyuubi’s own blood starting pouring out of his bullet wound. Sasuke looked at his face, and he suddenly remembered the man from the bathroom at Mangekyo. This was Naruto’s father?!
Naruto was sobbing as Ino ran over to him. She immediately cradled Naruto into her arms as he sobbed. Sasuke managed to roll Kyuubi off him, and took a few deep breaths. He sat up and removed his phone from his pocket, dialing 9-1-1.
After what felt like days, but was in actuality less than an hour, the police arrive to survey the scene (along with an ambulance), and the three teens were taken to the hospital. After a few questions directed at Ino and Sasuke, the police were able to put it on record that Kyuubi’s death was self-defense, and informed Sasuke that he faced no charges for killing him. Sasuke could barely hear them. As soon as he was allowed, he high-tailed it out of there, and Ino assumed he was going home.
Instead, Ino found Inoichi sitting down in Naruto’s hospital room, joined by Tsunade, Jiraya, and the doctor who was treating Naruto. He had passed out moments before Sasuke killed Kyuubi, and hadn’t yet regained consciousness. It was odd how peaceful the sleeping blond looked after what had happened to him. Under the covers, he had bandages and gauze, Ino knew, but if someone just randomly walked into the room, they might assume he was taking a nap.
It was only a few minutes after the doctor left the room that Naruto’s eyes opened and he sat up straight, looking at the door. “Get out,” Naruto said harshly, to no one in particular. Inoichi looked at his daughter and she looked back, both sporting perplexed looks.
“Naru–” Inoichi began, but the blond interrupted him.
“I’m going to tell you one more time before I call the police,” Naruto said, still staring straight ahead. His words confused the two blondes even further. “Get out,
Kyuubi.” Inoichi looked at Ino with a concerned look.
“Go get the doctor,” he told her, and she didn’t argue. She left the room quickly, and the doctor had entered the room fairly quickly.
“What’s going on?” the doctor asked, looking at the blond.
While Ino was out, Naruto had changed. When she left, he seemed to be shouting at some figment of his imagination, his father if his last words were anything to judge by. But now, he had pushed himself back against the headboard of the hospital bed, fear evident in his eyes.
“I’m sorry,” Naruto said in a quick and fearful tone. “I didn’t kiss him!
He kissed
me!” Ino’s eyes widened when she realized what Naruto was talking about. “I swear I’m not gay!” Naruto shouted loudly, sounding more and more frantic with each fragmented sentence he spoke. “Sasuke! He’s the one!
He kissed
me!” Naruto paused again.
“What’s going on, doctor?” Inoichi asked, concerned.
“Naruto?” the doctor asked, approaching the blond. “Can you hear me? My name is Dr. Mizuki. You don’t have to be afraid.”
“I’m sorry,” Naruto sobbed, cradling his knees to his chest. “I swear I’m not gay! I’ll never see him again, I swear to god!”
The doctor got closer. “Naruto, can you hear me?” he asked once again, getting closer. “If you can hear me, nod your head.” When Naruto seemed irresponsive, the doctor put his hand on Naruto’s shoulder. “Naruto, can you hear me?”
The second the doctor’s hand touched Naruto, there was a clear reaction. Naruto jumped half a mile into the air, and scrambled to get as far from the doctor as the hospital bed and machines would allow – which, to be honest, wasn’t very far. “Naruto,” Inoichi said loudly. “Naruto, you have to hear me.
Please, hear me.” Naruto turned his head to look at Inoichi, and suddenly, his expression became blank.
Then, as quickly as the fear had faded, it had returned. Naruto screamed loudly enough for Ino to wince, and the doctor that was standing a foot away from him had to move away. “Please don’t do this, Daddy,” Naruto said, his voice sounding a little different. Not that his voice had changed; it was more the tone that he was using. “I love him.”
Was he still talking about Sasuke? What was going on now? Naruto never called Kyuubi ‘Daddy.’ As far as Ino knew, he never called anybody that. Why was he suddenly speaking differently?
“I didn’t have sex with him!” Naruto insisted, his voice still having an odd quality to it. “We promised to wait until marriage! You know that!” His frantic tone still hadn’t changed. But suddenly, something felt very wrong about the way he was talking. Sex?
Marriage? Why would Naruto be thinking about sex or marriage with anyone, let alone a ‘he?’ Besides, two guys couldn’t even get married in this state. What was going on here?
“Please stop!” Naruto pleaded. “I promise I’ll be good. I won’t even kiss him!” Naruto paused, and Ino noticed the worried look that passed between the doctor and Inoichi. Suddenly, the doctor walked out into the hallway and yelled for a nurse, telling her to bring him some sort of medicine. “Please don’t make me do this,” Naruto said. By the time the nurse entered with the needle, Naruto was sobbing again.
The needle was small, whatever was in it. And while Inoichi or the doctor might assume the scream Naruto let out when the needle pierced him was solely due to the injection, Ino knew the truth. She had heard that same scream hours ago as Kyuubi raped him. It was a sound that before today, she had never heard, and she knew she would never hear the same scream again. It sent shivers down her spine.
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Sasuke waited down the hallway from Naruto’s room. He couldn’t handle the screaming. He didn’t know what was going on in there, but he knew it wasn’t his place to intrude. He just couldn’t be near that right now.
After seeing what Naruto’s family did to him, Sasuke had a newfound appreciation for Itachi. His brother was an asshole in every sense of the word, but Sasuke was pretty confident that he wasn’t
evil.
Sasuke wasn’t sure he could handle this. He had to talk to
someone, anyone. He had just gone through so much in the course of an hour; he wasn’t sure if he could handle it anymore. He pulled out his phone to text Gaara.
As he typed, his fingers trembled and his hands shook. It took him much longer than it should have to send a text, and as soon as it was sent, he anxiously looked at his phone, willing a message to return.
“What do you mean, ‘Naruto was raped’?” Gaara asked when he had arrived. The serious redhead was now completely in his element. He had a look of concern on his face, but whether it was for Sasuke or for Naruto, the raven couldn’t be sure.
“What does it sound like!?” Sasuke snapped. His mind was racing faster than his mouth, and his words couldn’t keep up with his thoughts “His father…he was….and I…the gun…and…oh god, he’s dead!”
“Naruto?” Gaara said, completely shocked by what he thought Sasuke had said. Sasuke shook his head and forced himself to calm down enough that he could give Gaara the full story.
“No, his father,” Sasuke told him. “I…I k-killed him. I killed him, Gaara!” That’s when the reality sunk in for Sasuke. He
killed a man. He picked up a gun, pulled the trigger, and took someone’s life. The anxiety was coming back. He closed his eyes, but it didn’t help. He could still see Kyuubi’s face. He could still feel the trigger beneath his finger. He could still feel his heartbeat, louder than a car horn. The bang of the gun wasn’t nearly as loud as his heartbeat. He still remembered the recoil from the gun, and the feeling of Kyuubi falling lifelessly on top of him.
Gaara pulled his friend into a hug, not saying a word. There were no words.
“It was all my fault,” Sasuke continued, much more softly. “I pushed Naruto much further than I should have. I…I kissed him.” He could tell that Gaara was shocked, but thankfully, he didn’t say anything. “I tried to push him, to get him to admit that he liked it. So he freaked out and ran home. If I’d never kissed him, he wouldn’t have been there. He wouldn’t…” he shook his head. “God, Gaara, it’s all my fault.”
“No it’s not,” the redhead reassured him. “Naruto’s father was obviously sick in the head. You didn’t know this would happen. You couldn’t have possibly known.”
But Gaara was wrong. It
was all his fault. He was the reason Naruto was raped. He was the reason that Naruto’s father was dead. He was the reason that Naruto’s life was probably turned upside down now. Sasuke pushed Gaara off him and stood up abruptly. He didn’t want to cry in front of Gaara. He turned around and ran down the hallway. When he reached the stairs, he kept running until he finally reached the roof.
He liked roofs. They were peaceful, usually vacant, and provided fresh air. He could think up here. He could
breathe up here. It was like his nerves dissolved when he finally got outside.
Sasuke walked over to the edge and looked down, noticing the cars driving by. It was like any other day in Konoha. People were going about their day just like they would any other day. It didn’t matter to anyone that Naruto had been raped. It didn’t matter to them that Sasuke had killed someone. It only really affected a handful of people in the city. Sasuke had never felt so insignificant. How could life just carry on after this?
His feet shuffled closer to the edge as he contemplated what had just happened. Finally, he decided to sit down on the edge of the building, his feet dangling over the edge. A strong breeze could easily knock him over, but there wasn’t much wind. Besides, would that really be such a bad thing?
He’d made so many mistakes in the last few days, and he wasn’t sure what caused it all. Blackmailing Naruto. Getting drunk. Kissing Naruto. Yelling at him. Killing Kyuubi. Even if stopping Kyuubi wasn’t a mistake, taking his life was, and Sasuke couldn’t reconcile that. Kyuubi was obviously a disturbed, evil man. But Sasuke couldn’t help but feel guilty for killing him.
Sasuke looked down and saw a few people standing on the sidewalk below, pointing up at him, and he suddenly realized what it must look like. Some emo kid sitting on the edge of the building – they thought he was going to kill himself!
Then he considered it. Who really was better off having known him? Itachi hated him, Sasuke knew that. He was pretty sure the same would be true of Ino and Naruto and their father after today. They couldn’t all hate Sasuke more than he hated himself, though. Of course, there was always the other side of the coin. He knew his friends would be upset if he just let himself fall, and so would his friends for that matter.
They’d all get over it though, right? Maybe he should do it. I shifted slightly forward and leaned over the edge to look down. His stomach dropped upon seeing the height, and Sasuke knew that he could easily fall without even trying now. It wouldn’t be hard at all to just end it. End the guilt. End the pain. He would no longer cause suffering like he had today.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” a voice shouted from behind Sasuke. The raven almost jumped in shock, but instead clutched onto a piece of concrete. He could have easily just fallen, all because someone had
talked to him. He was too close to doing this.
“You really shouldn’t startle people who are one movement away from falling to their death,” Sasuke stated matter-of-factly as the blonde girl came closer.
“Get off the edge, you drama queen,” Ino commanded.
“Why?” Sasuke asked. “Maybe I should just jump. Then Naruto won’t have to face me. I won’t be able to make anyone else miserable again.”
“Then maybe you should go ahead and do it. You know, Gaara told me you were blaming it all on yourself, but I didn’t believe it. Never thought I’d see the day when you’d admit you could do something wrong.”
“Funny,” Sasuke commented dryly. “You’re making me feel so much better.
“My brother was raped today,” Ino said. “Sorry if comforting you isn’t my highest priority at the moment. As a matter of fact, it isn’t even on the list.”
“Whatever,” Sasuke said, looking back down. He saw a seven-year-old pointing at him with, who he could only assume was, his older brother.
‘Great,’ Sasuke thought to himself.
‘Now if I jump, I’d splatter all over these poor kids. I couldn’t even leave the world without creating a mess.’ “If you want to blame yourself, go for it,” Ino urged him. “I really don’t care at this point. But get off the fucking roof, you big baby. Only a coward decides to take the easy way out.”
“This isn’t easy,” Sasuke assured her. “If it was easy, you’d be downstairs with the rest of them to see what was left of me. Just go back downstairs to your family.”
“If you think I’m going to walk downstairs and tell Gaara that I saw you sitting on the edge of the roof and
left you there, you’re nuts.”
After a few seconds, Sasuke sighed and got off the ledge. He walked closer to her.
“Why aren’t you mad?” he asked. “I’m the reason Naruto was home. I’m the reason he was in this mess to begin with. You should have been pushing me, not talking me off the ledge.”
“We all knew Kyuubi would come back someday,” Ino said, sounding sad. “Even Dad knew that his threats would only give us so long. We just never expected…this.”
“I killed a man,” Sasuke said, his voice shaking. “I picked up a gun, pulled the trigger, and took away a life.”
“He was raping Naruto. You didn’t kill a man, you saved Naruto from a monster.”
“Why aren’t you with him, anyway?” Sasuke asked suddenly. Who did she think she was, leaving her brother to come talk Sasuke off the edge? “He probably needs his whole family with him.”
“The whole reason I came to find you is because Naruto’s awake,” she said nervously. My head shot up in surprise. “He wants to see you. But I have to warn you: he’s not the same. He…he had some sort of mental breakdown when the doctor was checking him out. He started re-experiencing the rape, reacting as if it was happening right there. When he woke up, he…well, you’ll see.”
Sasuke didn’t understand what she meant, but he didn’t put up an argument. Naruto wanted to see him. He was probably going to yell at him or something, tell him to stay the fuck away forever. Whatever he dished out, Sasuke would take, and he would be thankful that it wasn’t all much, much worse.
“By the way,” Ino began sheepishly, “I sort of, accidentally, outed your guys’ secret to Kiba. Not the kiss,” she added after Sasuke gave her a look, “but about pretending to date. I’m pretty sure the secret is out.” Sasuke couldn’t really care anymore. Sure, Hinata, Tenten, Sakura, and Neji would be pissed off at him, but he could handle that. It was a very recent development – he can always tell them he was going to tell them the truth soon.
When they got down to Naruto’s hospital room, there were a ton of people outside. Sasuke noticed their principal, Tsunade, standing with Jiraya. He didn’t really understand why either of them was there. Standing next to them was Kiba and Inoichi. Gaara was standing off to the side, and Sakura and Hinata were with him. Gaara probably called them, Sasuke reasoned. And they looked pretty mad at him. Well, except for Gaara, who gave him a reassuring half-smile.
Kakashi was also there, sitting at a chair all by himself. He was probably there for Sasuke, the raven assumed. His gaze held sympathy, but not much else. Instead of waiting outside with them, Ino brought Sasuke inside. Inoichi and Kakashi followed him in. The doctor was already there.
Naruto’s face lit up when he saw the raven, and Naruto wondered why in the world Naruto would be
happy to see him. Did that mental breakdown Ino mentioned turn him completely loopy?
“Sasuke!” Naruto said, urging the raven closer. When he got near enough, Naruto hugged him from his bed, confusing the Uchiha even further. Why would Naruto
hug him? Even if he hadn’t
been responsible for Naruto’s rape, Naruto had made it pretty clear that he was confused by being physical with Sasuke. Sasuke noticed Inoichi had a pretty mad look on his face.
“H-Hey,” Sasuke said to Naruto, when he realized they expected him to say
something. “How are you feeling? You know, after what happened?”
“You mean when I fell?” he asked. “Yeah. My butt hurts a little bit, and my jaw is a little sore, but I feel fine otherwise.”
“Fall?” Sasuke asked. Inoichi put a hand on his shoulder to silence the raven, but Naruto didn’t notice.
“Yeah,” Naruto said. “No one told you? That’s why I’m in here.” Sasuke looked from Ino to Kakashi to Inoichi, who all had warning glances on their face. Sasuke understood, he thought. He probably didn’t remember the rape. Something about trauma and repressed memories. Sasuke saw something like that on Law and Order once.
“No, I didn’t know why you were in here,” Sasuke said, playing along. He noticed that Naruto’s inflection was different than usual. His voice was usually deeper.
“I can’t wait until I’m released,” Naruto said with an odd smile on his face. “You wanna come over when they tell me I can go?” Sasuke couldn’t find the words to express his confusion. Why the hell would Naruto want to hang out with him? Even if his mind blocked out the rape, he would still remember the shit that Sasuke already put him through – the kiss, the blackmail, the yelling.
“Are you sure you’re okay?” Sasuke asked, and he felt Inoichi’s hand on his shoulder squeeze.
“Yeah, I’m fine,” Naruto said. “Why?”
“Well, aren’t you mad at me?” Sasuke asked. He needed answers. He noticed out of the corner of his eyes that the others were all looking anxious at the question.
“Why would I be mad?” Naruto asked, confused. Sasuke wanted to tell him, but probably figured he couldn’t mention the rape, if Naruto was repressing it.
“Because we got into a fight and it was all my fault,” he said instead.
“That doesn’t sound surprising,” he said, giving the raven a pointed look. “But I don’t remember any fight.” He paused. “You’re just lucky I like you so much or you’d be dumped in a second.” I was about to tell him that everyone knew about the fakeness of our relationship, but his next sentence shocked me into silence. “It’s a good thing I’m your girlfriend.”
“Yeah,” Sasuke said, nodding.
Whoa. Wait. What?
“I need to run a few more tests on Naruto,” the doctor said, before I could question the blond. Inoichi, Ino and Kakashi ushered me out into the hallway all too quickly. They closed the door behind them and I only had one question on my mind. A question which they were going to answer now, or there would be hell to pay.
“What’s wrong with Naruto?” he asked.
“I think we should wait for the doctor to explain,” Inoichi said.
“Uchiha doesn’t deserve to know,” Tsunade said from her position to their side. “He’s the reason he’s in this mess to begin with!”
“And who are you to tell me what I deserve?” Sasuke asked his principal.
“I’m his godmother, brat,” she said, surprising him. Who would’ve thought that this old bat would be Naruto’s godmother. “And
you are why he’s in there.”
“Tsunade, stop!” Inoichi commanded. She still looked unhappy, but she didn’t say another word. She settled on leveling an angry glare at the Uchiha.
“Sis, Naruto thinks he and Sasuke are really together,” Jiraya said. “If Sasuke stays away, it could be detrimental to Naruto’s mental health.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Sasuke asked.
“Let’s just wait for the doctor to explain,” Inoichi said.
There were a few minutes of waiting before the doctor finally emerged from the room. By then, almost everyone had left except for Kiba, Jiraya, Tsunade, Inoichi, Ino, Kakashi, and Sasuke.
“You’re Uchiha Sasuke?” the doctor asked Sasuke. The raven nodded. “I need your assurance that you will stand by Naruto,” he continued. “If you reject him because of what happened, it could be harmful to his mental health.”
“Of course,” Sasuke said. “It’s my fault he’s in this mess.” After the ‘no it’s not’ from Ino, Inoichi, and Kakashi, and the ‘yes it is’ from Jiraya, Tsunade and Kiba, the doctor continued.
“Good,” he said. “Naruto is experiencing a rare form of traumatic gender identity disorder.” Sasuke didn’t know what that was, but he didn’t think it was good. “You see, after a traumatic experience such as rape, some people repress some memories and thoughts and they truly believe they are the other gender. Naruto believes he’s a girl.”
“What!?” Sasuke asked, incredulously. “Doesn’t he know he has a penis?”
“That’s not important to him,” the doctor said. “His gender identity is separate from his physiology. One has nothing to do with the other.”
“You’re kidding,” Sasuke replied. “He actually thinks he’s a
girl?”
“Yes,” the doctor said. “And you can’t try to make him believe otherwise. It’s usually only a temporary condition.”
“Usually?” Sasuke asked, and the doctor nodded.
“It’s a very rare condition. There are some instances where the patient recovered and some where they didn’t.
“So I have to pretend to be his boyfriend?” Sasuke asked. He didn’t think ‘fake boyfriend’ meant this.
“It’s not like you haven’t done it before,” Kiba muttered.
“Except this time, he has
real feelings for me,” Sasuke realized.
“And you better play along,” Tsunade growled out. “If you hurt him any further –”
“I’m so scared,” Sasuke said sarcastically. Her eyes widened in anger, but instead of rising to the bait, she just walked off with Jiraya following behind her.
“You should go in and see him now,” the doctor told Sasuke. The raven did as he was told, and Naruto was waiting for him.
“Hey you,” he said with a smile. Sasuke slowly walked over to him and sat down on the hospital bed next to him. “Did the doctor have anything to say?” he asked.
“I think you’ll be released soon,” Sasuke said, not knowing what to say.
“Good,” he said. “I feel kind of silly because before you came in, they had to give me something to mop up blood. I think I might be on my period, so no sex right now, okay?”
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