Dangerously Beautiful

Chapter 5 Forgotten Itachi's Akatsuki ring lit up in the darkness of the evening, the pouring rain covering his black robe and running off of his shoulders. The eldest Uchiha leaned closer to his victim's neck, droplets of water falling off of hieek eek and smacking Naruto's tanned cheek, flowing down his whiskers and landing in the crook of his neck. It was all the frightened boy could do to breathe. The young fox swallowed hard, feeling Itachi's pale, cold hand tightening around his lips, his other arm getting tighter around his waist as the eldest Uchiha pulled him up from the ground, Naruto's sandals dangling only inches from the rain-soaked street below. Without a word Itachi pulled the young blonde down a pitch black alleyway located between two abandoned businesses, hearing the mumbles and yells from Naruto's loud mouth as the nervous boy kicked behind him, hoping to maybe hit his knee so he could run away easily. No such luck. Even with all of his strength, the young Genin's kicks seemed only to annoy his kidnapper further. Itachi's black bangs hung in front of his blood red eyes, matted to his forehead with rain and sweat. Naruto struggled in his arms, turning to get a quick glance of those frightening, depthless Sharingan eyes. Even when he was incredibly angry, even when his curse had activated and he became a vicious, inhuman killer, Sasuke's eyes were never that bone-chilling, they had never sent a sharp feeling up Naruto's spine like the one he had now. "Wha..." The young blonde stopped as he felt Itachi's strong fingers travel downwards to his neck, gripping around the young teen's throat and squeezing to cut off his annoying talk. Still, Naruto tried to speak, "You bastard..." The Uchiha's fingers restricted more, not wanting to hear another word, "... dare you come back to Konoha, after what you did." Itachi growled, grabbing his young prisoner and slamming him into the cement wall behind him, still keeping his short legs off of the ground. Naruto winced as he felt the slam to his head ring through his mind, "I told you not to say a word, you little shit." "If you're gonna' kill me, then kill me. I'm not telling you where Sasuke is." Naruto swore, blood dripping from the back of his blonde hair and gathering in his white collar, staining it a wine tint. Itachi almost rolled his eyes at the comment, his strong arm holding the boy higher, "I don't care about that boy. If I wanted to kill him, he would be dead by now." He muttered, his low, rumbling voice causing the blonde's entire body to shiver. "You piece of shit, after all you did to him..." Naruto balled up white-knuckled fists at his side, his breathing getting heavier as his heart nearly leapt out of his chest. He wanted to beat Itachi, he wanted to bloody up his body until his face was unrecognizable. Everything inside of him desired to pay the bastard back for what he did to Sasuke so long ago. Itachi stifled a chuckle as more rain toppled on the tops of their heads, "Why do you care?" Naruto's eyes widened, a growl rippling past his clenched teeth to hip bronzed lips, "You kd hid his family." "I killed my family." Naruto raised a fist, planning to hit the eldest Uchiha directly in the nose. Itachi didn't even flinch as the arm came towards him, stopping it in midair with his free hand. "Why did you come back then?" Naruto questioned as his fist was nearly crushed in the weight of the older ninja's. Itachi froze at the question, his mind running at a mile a minute as he tried desperately to come up with an answer to that inquiry. He had orders to come back of course, with Kisame, but he could have refused them just as easily. He paused, his black ponytail getting caught up in the slight breeze that passed them by to further the silence. "You." Naruto rolled his pearl blue eyes, "Then kill me already, get it over with." He muttered, closing his eyes and preparing for the absolute worst. The eldest Uchiha leaned further forward as the young fox forced his eyelids so tightly clasped tears leaked from them. Without a second thought, Itachi pressed his lips to Naruto's own, feeling the intimate warmth between them. The young blonde shouted, pulling his face away as quickly as he could and huffing, puffs of white breath becoming visible against the frigid air outside, "W-what are you doing?" He spit on the ground below him, wiping his mouth off as if it were contaminated. "Why were you defending my stupid brother like that? Do you think he cares about you?" Naruto tried not to listen, biting his bottom lip and turning his head, "Shut up, you don't know anything." Itachi focused his sharp eyes on the trembling boy, "Do you really think Sasuke is your friend, is that it? Has he been giviou lou lies like that? And you believed him?" The eldest Uchiha pinched the blonde's chubby cheek until it faded to a rosy pink, "You really are cute." "Shut up!" "... What has he done for you lately, hm? How many times has he helped you out, how many times ha car cared for you like a friend would?" Itachi questioned, seemingly hitting the nail on the head with every menacing word he had uttered. Naruto's pearl blue eyes softened as he tried to remember something Sasuke had done lately that proved he was Naruto's friend. He had called him 'dead-last' about a hundred times, he had taken every opportunity to point out his stupidity, in short, it was hard to refer to the young Uchiha as a friend. The blond paused for a long while, maybe Sasuke wasn't his friend, and he probably thought he was even too good to be a rival with the young fox. Maybe everything Naruto thought about Sasuke, Sakura, and his other friends was wrong; maybe no one cared about him like he thought they did. Maybe it was just like when he was younger, when the entire city of Konoha seemed to have it out for him. Itachi grinned, leaning closer to his young victim, "Sasuke doesn't care about you, he's never cared about you, has he?" Naruto refused to answer. Itachi grabbed the teen's chin in his hand, forcing him to face the older Uchiha. The young blonde stared into his long, crimson eyes, his black hair falling over his face like Sasuke's, his eyelids hung low. He did look a lot like Sasuke, but there was something significantly different about him. Naruto let out a breath before Itachi captured his lips again, pressing on the boy's neck and pinning him to the wall. The young fox blinked a few times, squeezing his eyelids closed and trying to resist, "I came back for you, Naruto... Has Sasuke ever done that for you?" Itachi teased, continuing the kiss he had started only seconds ago, forcing his tongue to slide along the young boy's delicate lips. Naruto didn't want to succumb to Itachi's mind games, he didn't want to accept that everything he had thought about all of the people he had become close to over the years was completely wrong. His eyelids felt heavy, his blue eyes struggling to focus on the blurry vision of the pale Uchiha in front of him. Naruto knew he would regret it, he knew it couldn't possibly be a good idea, but he couldn't ignore this human warmth, tacceacceptance, this acknowledgement. Even if he was a manipulative murderer who was wanted in Konoha, wanted in practically the entire world for his crimes, the young fox could feel his heart beating faster, sweat beading down his forehead, and his legs trembling. As tears leaked from his light blue eyes, Naruto returned the treacherous kiss. The gray clouds above had nearly faded away by the next morning, the sun that had so long remained hidden in the past few days finally poking its shy head over the Hokage monument, rising over the mountain and shedding light on the soggy town below. The morning fog lifted from the valleys, the few drops of rain pitter-patted on the rooftops as it let up. Sasuke stretched his tired arms above his head, careful not to move too much and wake his sleeping teacher. The dark-haired ninja nuzzled his head on Kakashi's warm chest, playing with the collar of his shirt for a short while before closing his dark eyes again. The young Jounin yawned in his sleep, turning over to face Sasuke's small body, his arm hanging limply from its side. The youngest Uchiha took the liberty of grabbing his instructor's loose arm and draping it around his small shoulders, smiling contently as he stared at Kakashi's sleeping face. Mind you it wasn't that different from his face when he was awake, but when he was asleep it was like he was so vulnerable. His mouth hung open sloppily, his eyes closed only barely, and his gray hair was disheveled from all the tossing and turning he had done throughout the night. The youngest Uchiha placed a small kiss on those drooping lips, receiving a wide smile in return. "Itachi..." Kakashi muttered in his sleep dreamily. Sasuke wanted to choke his teacher, wanted to beat him until he forgot the name Itachi all together. But before he could do that, his furious thoughts were interrupted by a sound at the bedroom door. Sasuke's black eyes widened as he heard a loud knock on Kakashi's door. Who could possibly have broken into the Jounin's home without Sasuke hearing? The youngechihchiha reached over to his boxers, clothing himself and grabbing a couple sharpened kunai from his pocket. Finally, Sasuke could prove he wasn't just a child, if he could protect Kakashi while he was sleeping, then he would know how much of an adult he was. Courageously Sasuke stepped forward, one hand cradling the doorknob, the other armed with two kunai that loomed in the air. The knock on the door continued, sweat beading down the youngest Uchiha'reherehead, his throat feeling too dry to swallow. Still, the loud knocking continued, getting slightly louder as the intruder became angrier. Sasuke closed his eyes and swung the door open, preparing himself for the worst. The young Uchiha blinked, seeing no one in the doorway until his head trailed downward, way downward, to a small brown pug with drowsy eyes. Behind him trailed seven other dogs, each of varying shapes and sizes, especially the one that was taller than Sasuke himself. He cringed, "Yes?" Oh, like they could talk, Sasuke, come on, think about it. "Kakashi didn't feed us dinner last night." Pakkun replied, his voice seemingly low for a small pug. He wrinkled his nose at the unusual stranger, sniffing at Sasuke's legs, "Who are you?" Sasuke was still trying to figure out how a dog was talking, "... One of Kakashi's students..." he muttered as the dogs casually passed him by, heading to their sleeping master's bedside. The largest dog hopped effortlessly on the side of the wide bed, nearly tipping it entirely in his direction. "Up, wake up." He muttered, poking Kakashi in the face with his overpowering paws. The various other dogs surrounded the bed, little Pakkun leaping onto Kakashi's lap, "Kakashi, wake up!!" the small pug said, licking at his master's face until the young Jounin's eyes twitched and he rubbed his tired face. "What, what is it Pakkun?" The young pug growled, his small, sharp teeth showing between his small jowls, "You forgot to feed us dinner yesterday!" he shouted, smacking his master's pale face with his paw, "We're all starving." He explained, pointing behind him to the other species of ninja dog, each with their own special training and ability. All of their little dog tummies let out a roar. Sasuke grinned, "We could go down to the shop and buy some food." He suggested to Kakashi, his hidden motive of going out with his teacher no hid hidden any longer. A wide smile spread across his face, the sunlit rays from the window spreading over him, casting an entirely new light on the normally dark and depressed boy. Something had come over him lately, and it was probably the same thing that had caused the butterflies in his stomach, and the aching in his chest. Kakashi nodded, "Let's take the dogs, they like to pick out their food." The youngest Uchiha had already begun clothing himself, stuffing his hands in his pockets and opening the bedroom door, the dogs mumbling occasional insults to their forgetful master on the way out. The gray-haired Jounin followed, his most talkative pup, Pakkun treading closely behind, "You never forgot to feed us before Kakashi, what came up?" he questioned curiously. Kakashi zoned out for a short while as he watched Sasuke pick up one of his smaller dogs in his arms, cradling it and speaking civilly with the remaining canines, occasionally letting out a laugh as some of the more hyper dogs barked excitedly and hopped around him. The somewhat goofy teacher paused as he tried to figure out an answer to that very question, "I don't know, Pakkun. I think I may be getting in too deep again..." "Kakashi," The young dog stared seriously at his master, dark brown eyes glaring, "Is it your mating season?" The young Jounin blushed brightly, scratching the back of his gray scalp, "Well, now..." he muttered, trailing off as he headed out of his small home, strolling by next to Sasuke as they took his pets for a long walk. The dark-haired ninja sighed as he dropped one of Kakashi's many dogs back to the ground again, staring back at his instructor with a grin, slowing his walk so they met up together. Sasuke swallowed the enormous lump in his throat and let his small hand brush against Kakashi's, as if asking him to hold hands with the young Genin. His pale fingers touched the tips of his teacher's so slightly, Kakashi recoiled his hand with a chuckle, "Sasuke, that tickles." He laughed out, his visible eye focusing on the youngest Uchiha beside him. At first Kakashi seemed dead-set against holding hands with Sasuke in public, his somewhat uncooperative glare speaking in place of him. But how could he say 'no' to that face? Regretfully Kakashi let his arm fall to his side, swiping it across Sasuke's and grabbing his student's hand in his own, allowing a smile to spread over his face underneath his thin facial mask. Sasuke could see it. The youngest Uchiha blushed brightly, staring at the ground as the two of them walked to the nearest market, a thousand thoughts running through his mind. "Thanks, K-Kakashi..." he stammered the words out nervously, kicking the sand below his sandals. Kakashi sighed, "No problem, I just hope no one who sees us gets the wrong idea." He murmured, his dark eyes already darting back and forth, checking vaguely for anyone they might know. He sighed exhaustedly upon noticing no one starstaring at them. However, he couldn't help but wonder which resident of Konoha would see them together and spread rumors, then insult them with barrages of whispers, then blatantly insult them to their faces. He didn't want the situation to spiral out of control like it had with Itachi, to have people they didn't know spying on them, judging them to prove their own superiority. It was disgusting to think what they might do to Kakashi for being with another Uchiha, more importa the the Jounin was worried about how they would treat Sasuke. Kakashi wandered off in his thoughts, not noticing how tightly Sasuke was now holding his hand. "Hey, Kakashi, we're here." The Uchiha perked, glancing upwards as all eight of the young Jounin's canines parked in place, standing in front of the large outdoor food market, each of their jowls soaked in drool. The largest dog barked loudly, turning to face his master hopefully, "One of each, one of each." He repeated, his brown tail wagging excitedly. The gray-haired teacher sighed, "Well, we'll see..." Suddenly both Sasuke and Kakashi froze, feeling someone approaching from behind quickly, hearing the pitter-patter of small feet and instinctively unlatching their shy hands, Sasuke crossing his arms over his small chest before noticing who had rushed by in a blur past them. "Hey, Naruto!" Sasuke shouted, watching the young blonde stop only a few feet in front of them and quickly spin around. In his hands were a few paper bags filled with groceries, his breath labored as if he had been in a real hurry. Kakashi waved at his young student, "Naruto, good morning!" he called, receiving a confused and frantic look from the young fox. Sasuke grinned widely, falling into his old habits, "Yea, good morning, dead-last." He commented, brushing his black bangs out of his face calmly. Naruto stared at his young rival, his pearl blue eyes nearly eating away at Sasuke's soul. They were so filled with resentment, with hurt, with the pain of everyone who had hated hn hin his shoulders. Sasuke shuddered, wondering why the young blonde wasn't his normal, everyday loud self. He should have insulted the young Uchiha two hundred times by now. The young fox had already begun running the other way, his legs moving at nearly a mile a minute. The youngest Uchiha grumbled, wanting to know what was wrong with his normally perky rival, "Naruto! Naruto!" he shouted, chasing after the boy and grabbing his arm tightly to stop him in his tracks, "Hey, are sic sick or something, you're not acting like yourself..." he muttered, dark eyes actually appearing sympathetic, though Naruto didn't notice. Naruto glared at him with a deadly stare, dark blue eyes that could practically kill. There was so much hate and anger within him, bags under his eyes from apparent lack of sleep, his whiskers bent and misshapen. Sasuke's black eyes widened at the terrifying sight, the raw detestation was just like Itachi's used to be, during those terrible nights when he was forced to please his customers. Naruto remained entirely silent before scuffing, pushing by his rival's stunned form, "What the Hell do you care..." the blonde muttered before hurrying off. Sasuke sighed, letting his hands rest on his hips, "What waong ong with him?" Kisame paced back and forth impatiently, his feet getting rather itchy from staying in the same country, the same city, the same hotel room for so long. His arms hung at his side limply as he flicked a large thumb across his nose, "Dammit, I can't stand this damn quiet..." he mumbled, slamming his fist on the nearby nightstand and cursing almost every foul word he could think of. The missing-nin from the Water country could feel his hands tensing up, his knuckles and his fingers longing to grab someone, to clench their neck and press until air ceased flowing to their body, to roll up his fist and slam his hands into someone's face, most of all to pick up his unused weapon Samehade, and tear someone to mere shreds. "I haven't killed something in so damn lo." ." It was then Kisame wandered to the inn window, staring blankly at a group of hawks that had perched themselves on the roofs of the nearby buildings, cawing loudly and flapping their wings like maniacs. The missing-nin sighed as his small, beady eyes focused intently on them, their small forms and near helpless attributes, their easily breakable wings. He laughed, they were nearly defenseless. Kisame licked his lips as everything in front of his predatorial eyes turned to red, a vicious, hateful color that caused his hands to twitch, his legs to jolt as if he had been struck by lightning. It was the killing instinct he had struggled to keep deep inside of him for this long, it had resurfaced at last. "Housekeeping." The miniature, feminine voice called innocently from the inn door, taking the liberty of unlocking Kisame's room and taking a step inside, already noticing the lights were off. "Oh, I'm sorry, did I interrupt you?" "Sir?" Kisame's small, shark-like eyes sharpened as she spoke, his heart rate going out of control as the desire in him grew to murder. Without a second thought about it, the stalky missing-nin dashed over, grabbing the young maid by the throat and grinning from gill to gill. "Struggle, scream, call for help... Don't disappoint me." He rumbled, his brown eyes staring at her as if he was waiting for the call. The brunette housekeeper struggled, scratching at his large hand around her neck desperately, her long nails even managing to break his scaly skin. She kicked her skinny legs and struggled desperately to fight him off. After a few minutes of trying, Kisame decided to put the dying girl out of her misery, clenching his fist even tighter and crushing the bones in her neck into dust, feeling the spine snap violently in his hands. With a gri dro dropped her limp corpse on the floor, leaving the evidence as it was for now. "Damn Itachi, what do you think you're doing taking all this time to kidnap one damn kid? You should have him back in Akatsuki by now, dammit." He muttered, heaving the woman's carcass over his broad shoulder and opening the hotel closet, dropping her dead body inside. Her blue eyes were rolled upwards into her head, the bloodshot portion of the whites of her eyes nearly making her eyes completely red. Her mouth hung open limply, though in a hou hours it would be frozen in place, stuck in that undying position until someone forcibly cracked it back up. Kisame had quite a content look upon his jowls as he stared at his newest prey. "You had better hurry up, Itachi. I can't keep this body under wraps forever, choro choro..." he chuckled sadistically before slamming the closet door on the evidence. Naruto hurried down the street, his groceries held tightly in his young arms as he frantically made his way back to his home. He hoped Itachi was gone, he hoped he had left in the morning and didn't plan to return. His stomach leapt up inside of his throat as he approached his house, his hands shaking, "Please be gone, please be gone..." the young blonde wished aloud, nearly crossing his fingers as he pulled the front door open. Cautiously he took a step inside, hearing pure silence, save for his sandals creaking on the wooden floor, "Um, is anyone home?" he questioned, feeling so stupid for having to ask that in his own damn house. He took the utter quiet of the living room as a sign that Itachi had finally left, perhaps when Naruto was out gathering his groceries as an excuse to get away from the eldest Uchiha. Tiredly he let his worn-out body collapse to the ground, scattering his bags of food all over the floor. He took in a sharp breath, his pearl blue eyes clouding with tears. Gods it hurt, it hurt so badly. His back ached; his neck ached, but above all else was the stinging in his backend. It felt as if he had been rammed by a bull's horn, the soreness in his backside and legs stnot not fading so many hours after the terrible incident had happened. The young blonde shid asd as he held his knees to his chest, resuming the fetal position. His breat was was hoarse, his voice was run ragged. The worst part of it was that he wanted more of that violent contact; more of the touches Itachi had given him last night. His self-esteem was so dilapidated that any human contact he received was a blessing. The young blonde recoiled nervously on the floor, feeling so dirty and used. But, on the other hand, Itachi was the only one that had cared about him, that had come back to him, Iruka, Sasuke, Kakashi, Sakura, none of them had ever done anything like that for him. And with the eldest Uchiha's manipulative advice, Naruto was sure they had never cared for him. He cringed as he thought of what had happened between Itachi and himself last night, the long, arduous incident that had left him in this condition... Itachi grabbed Naruto's neck tightly in his broad hand, feeling the boy's throat swallowing frightfully, his body tensing up as the eldest Uchiha let his tongue slide gracefully across the blonde's jaw, making his way to his small ear and nibbling it lightly. "Show me to your place, puppy..." Naruto moved out of the invading touches, trying desperately to escape, "No, damn it! Let go of me!" he shouted, now extremely regretful that he had led the Uchiha further on, that he had possibly made the situation much worse by returning that terrible kiss. He trembled, his toes curling under his feet. Itachi seductively grabbed Naruto's ear between his teeth, holding him in place from behind as he pressed the young blonde's ribs to the brick wall in front of both of them. Slowly the eldest Uchiha's hand slithered down Naruto's small chest, unzipping hiangeange jacket as he went before arriving at the young teen's most private area, his pale fingers hovering over it before giving his crotch a painful grab. Naruto winced, wailing loudly as he felt the murderer behind him grasp his increasing bulge tighter, restraining the boy in place completely, "But you're such a naughty boy, puppy. See, your body likes me just fine..." he murmured, releasing his tight grip and choosing instead to massage the teen's growing erection through his jumpsuit pants, feeling Naruto's body quickly react to the stimulus. "S-stop it..." The blonde begged desperately, his cheeks dyed a deep shade of red as he felt the remainder of blood in his body flow to the one place he could not control. Itachi rubbed the boy in a series of small, circular motions, watching as his legs twitched, his feet trembling as he nearly lost his ability to stand. "I'm going to do this to you, pup. Whether you'd like me to take you in your home or right out here in the street, where anyone can see us, is your choice..." he muttered, pressing the crotch of his own clothing against the boy's small back to show him he was completely serious. Naruto bit his bottom lip as he felt tldesldest Uchiha's erection rest easily against the small of his back, Itachi's hips almost grinding into him for the friction he so desperately needed. The young fox had little time to make his decision, as Itachi's hand unbuttoned the top of his pants, already gripping the zipper readily. "O-okay, I'll take you to my place..." The blonde admitted, knowing at least that way he could keep this horrible occurrence a secret. He certainly didn't want to be raped in the street and left broken and vulnerable until morning. A few minutes later Naruto had made his way through the foggy streets, finally coming upon his home and feeling a sharp kunai stab into his lower back as he walked regretfully. He could feel the sharp blade pushing him,ouraouraging him to walk faster and proceed to unlock the front door. Naruto could feel tears slip down his whiskers as he opened his large wooden door, pushing it open and stepping inside, Itachi not but a step behind, kunai still lodged in the boy's back, already beginning to break the skin. The young blonde heard the door slam behind him, already realizing his fate at that moment. Itachi's warm breath crept up on his shoulder, "Nice place, puppy." He whispered, making sure puffs of his hot breath entered Naruto's sensitive ear and caused him to shudder. The young blonde cringed, "Just get it over with..." Itachi growled, grabbing the boy's collar and turning him to face him, "What did you just say? How dare you think this is such a small thing that I can just 'get it over with!'" he yelled, pushing the helpless Genin back into his bedroom and slamming his small body on the wide bed. "Don't you dare say that again or I'll slit your throat." He threatened, brandishing his kunai to prove he was making no jokes. Naruto gulped, backing up on the sheets and shifting his weight nervously, "I..." he stopped, wondering if anything he dared to say might get him killed. He was now entirely paranoid, his small limbs shaking like leaves in the wind. "You don't like me puppy? Do you hate me?" Itachi asked sarcastically as he climbed over the boy like a predator over his prey, nipping at his neck and occasionally licking his short whiskers, enjoying theng tng teen's squirming legs underneath his body. Naruto didn't answer, just closed his eyes tightly, biting his own tongue in a sad attempt to end it all. Itachi merely grinned and continued to ravage the boy's neck. Finally he was in control, finally he could take charge andetraetrate the innocent boy like he had been penetrated and raped so many times in his life. A sadistic mindset set in, his blood red Sharingan eyes nearly glowing in the darkenedts ots of the nighttime. The eldest Uchiha parted the two opened sides of the blonde's orange jacket, seeing the beautiful bronzed skin of his young, heaving chest and smiling from ear to ear. "You're quite a boy for your age." He commented, knowing it was all Naruto could do to close his eyes and pretend like none of this was happening. "Hey, why are you crying?" Itachi demanded, receiving no answer once again and slapping his victim's face with all his might, "I asked you a question!" "I..." Naruto muttered, tears rolling down his cheeks. "Didn't you listen to me back then? Who has cared for you in your life? Who?!" The eldest Uchiha shouted, nearly spitting on the little fox's face. "I came back for you puppy, even after all that happened, I came back. Don't I deserve a le the thanks?" Naruto quietly pondered the question as Itachi sprawled over his small frame, his legs straddling Naruto's hips defiantly, "It will be alright, I promise. If you ever tell me to stop, I'll stop." He assured honestly, his normally emotionless eyes filled with truth and compassion. He had seen that terrified look so many times in his own eyes, when Itachi would stare for hours at a mirror and see how frightened his eyes were before he took a customer, how much he simply wanted to escape the terrible life. He was going to make sure Naruto, though he was simply another pawn in his plan, would not have to feel that same hurt. He lived up to the guarantee, the entire night. Slowly he peeled the young boy's rain-soaked jacket off of his shoulders, Naruto now left half-naked in front of his thankful eyes. Itachi leaned downward, licking at his chest and flicking his quick tongue over the blonde's nipples, watching as he bucked his hips and moaned accordingly. It was then the eldest Uchiha began his assault of Naruto's tender young body, dragging his warm tongue over his chest and bellybutton, stopping at his left nipple and giving it a playful bite, "Do you like that puppy?" Naruto let out an exasperated breath, knowing every touch was wrong, was contaminating in in almost every way, but someone was touchiim, im, affectionately. Desperately he pulled his neck forward and placed a sloppy kiss on the Uchiha's lips, "M-more..." he begged. Itachi was more than happy to comply, "It seems you don't care about what I've done in the past anymore, Naruto..." he paused to assault the right nipple with the same care and precision, giving it a bite and lapping at it with his tongue. "Why is that?" Naruto groaned, his young voice transforming into a helpless whine, "I don't care anymore..." "whatwhat I did to Sasuke?" The blonde grunted as he felt Itachi's hand roaming the crotch of his pants, rubbing and massaging his inner thighs before beginning to unzip them for a second time. "Fuck Sasuke!" He shouted, biting on the crook of Itachi's neck and growling animalisticly, his short tongue peeking out of his lips to trace the pattern of his assaulter's neck, stopping to slide his warm muscle inside of his ear with a moan. Itachi cringed; this boy was good, almost professional. But his plan was already well underway, Kakashi had decided to kiss that little bastard, and now he was going to pay. If it was the last thing Itachi did he would make sure he suffered every emotional disability possible before dying completely alone, like the damn Jounin should, his younger brother as well. Just the thoughts of Kakashi made his body heat up, his pale skin fading to a light pink as his entire body felt as if it were on fire. "Kiss me puppy." Naruto did as he was told, raising his head and pressing his soft, child-like lips to the eldest Uchiha's cheek. Itachi grinned, "Good boy." He returned before yanking at the waistband of the young fox's pants, pulling them down to his knees before tossing them effortlessly to the other side of the bedroom. Now the only thing that separated the young blonde from entire nakedness was a single pair of short white boxers, which proved hardly a cover in his condition. Itachi sighed, staring at the young, wonderful body rontront of his blood red eyes. He could simply unzip his own pants and sex the boy with no trouble at all, but he knew from his own experiences that that wasn't fair at all. Naruto was forced to be naked, vulnerable while the eldest Uchiha simply peered at him with lustful eyes. As cold as his heart had become over the years, Itachi was determined never to force someone to go through what he had experience when he was younger, even if it was nearly a complete stranger. He sighed, pulling off his own coat and tossing it to the floor, soon peeling his his shirt and discarding it as well. "Is that better, puppy?" Naruto's chest rose and fall like a jackrabbit, his heart racing a mile a minute at the formed, muscled chest in front of his eyes, the pecks, the chiseled abdomen, the milky white skin, it seemed all too much. "Itachi..." was the only word he could think to muster under these stressful conditions, feeling his erection twinge and ache with every passing minute. The eldest Uchiha shivered as he reached for the fly of his pants, taking a deep breath and reminding himself Naruto wasn't a brash customer; he wasn't drinking and demanding a young boy for his pleasure. He wasn't throwing punches in Itachi's direction and slapping him ad tod to get his kicks, most of all he wasn't forcing his way into him without any concern for the pain he would endure. With a final sigh Itachi managed to unzip himself, dragging his pants down his pale legs and letting the clothing join the accumulating pile. Naruto let out a long moan as Itachi pressed their bodies together slowly, allowing both of their underwear-clothed erections brush by one another, grinding harder into the boy's hips and letting out a grunt as he increased the friction, rubbing their members together harder and faster until Naruto was panting like a dog in the sun, his mouth hanging open and his pearl blue eyes rolled upwards in his head. It all felt so good, every touch from the one who had murdered dozens of people, the one who had been exiled from the village and declared an S Rank criminal. None of that mattered now... Naruto huffed as he felt Itachi's eager hands grab his boxers, pulling them off of the boy with a flick of his wrists and also discarding his own in the same move. The two were now completely naked in front of one another, the blonde's eyes widening as he noticed how much larger those if Itachi's age were than his own. His tanned legs shivered at the cold air around him, his toes nervously curling up and down as he waited for the Uchiha to make his move. "Itachi..." The eldest Uchiha silenced, covering his face with his hands and cursing under his breath. He couldn't do he che couldn't force himself upon someone when he himself had endured it so many times. His mind raced as those agonizing thoughts returned to him, thoughts of being raped multiple times, of that single night in Konoha that had changed him forever... *** five years prior *** "Come on, you're a whore, right? What's the big deal?" "Yeah, we're just asking for a little sex, isn't that what you get paid for, you worthless slut?" "Hurry up and spread yer' damn legs, Uchiha." Itachi trembled among the few men that had surrounded him in the streets, all of them at least six feet tall, some of them with muscles that seemed to ripple off of their bodies, others already cracking their knuckles as their each let out rumbling laughter. The eldest Uchiha had just left his large estate to visit Kakashi for the night, as his shift had ended already that day. He had no idea that these three men were waiting outside for him. They had already dragged him by his arms into a dark alleyway and were now crowding around his young form to make certain escape was impossible. "Come on, Uchiha, just cooperate and we won't hurt you." The first assured, flipping a wide knife in his broad hand with a cynical smile. Itachi growled between clenched teeth, "Bullshit, I'm not going to cooperate with you bastards..." "Ya' speak big for someone who's just a cheap prostitute... Know your place you little fag." The second murmured, giving Itachi a swift kick in his abdomen and watching as the young man cringed and held his stomach in pain, tears arriving expectedly at his dark eyes. The third scratched his overweight belly and grinned, "He's not gonna' listen, let's just get it over with." He said, nodding to the others as if to signal them to begin. The first middle-aged man held Itachi's hair in a tight fists, capturing his bangs and using them to pull the Uchiha's head in different directions, mainly to hold the quivering teen in place while the others played with his supple young body. The second had already torn off Itachi's trousers and pulled his underwear down to his ankles, smacking his backside with a laugh, "You dirty little Uchiha, did you really think you could get away from us? You should know your place..." he commented before shoving himself into Itachi's tight entrance, not bothering to set the pace slowly and instead ramming into the young Uchiha with all his might. Itachi cringed as he felt the muscle invade his body, digging deeply inside of his small body and nearly tearing him in half, while the second grabbed the boy's chin in his hand, his pants already unzipped to reveal his swelling member. With a little chuckle he forced Itachi's jaw open and slipped his throbbing shaft inside, sexing his mouth effortlessly while the first thug held his head in place. The young Uchiha squeezed his eyes closed, feeling the wet muscle glide back and forth in his mouth, the second making its way deeper and deeper inside of him. Itachi could barely breathe as the realization came upon him that this is what his life would be like. Even if he changed his name and moved to another country, someone somewhere would know he was just another slutty Uchiha, bend him over a table and rape him again. His head swam as his body ached sharply. "Ahh, sto..." Itachi breathed heavily as the one who had been holding his bangs in place yanked on them severely and punched the teen on the top of his head angrily. "Shut the Hell up!" He shouted before turning to the other two, "Are you almost done? I don't want to see this piece of trash any longer." The one on Itachi's backside pumped into his sore young body a few more times before letting himself go inside of Itachi, pulling out his withered member and chuckling as some of his seed dripped steadily out of Itachi'trantrance. The next one finished his task as well, coming inside of the young Uchiha's mouth and letting his seed fall off Itachi's lips with another chuckle. "I dunno'. I don't think the boy's learned his lesson." He commented, smacking Itachi's face around for a couple minutes while the other two decided what they should do further to the disobedient slut. "Bend him over." The third said with a grin, already a plan brewing in his head. "Take all his clothes, I don't want him left with a damn thing." He demanded as the other two tore off the young Uchiha's shirt and pants, discarding them in a nearby trashcan and smiling contently. "Stick his pretty ass in the air, I want to deal with it." The other two let out devious chuckles as they forced the boy to raise his legs, pressing his face to the rough pavement several times before getting him to listen. The second reached over to a pile of garbage, pulling out a wide block of wood and approaching the boy's vulnerable entrance. Itachi braced himself, taking in a quick breath and closing his eyes as the board was swiftly slammed against his backside. Itachi let out a loud yelp, his legs tingling as the pain from that blow began to travel to the rest of his body. "Please..." he begged helplessly, his voice hoarse from screaming so much. Another thug prepared a hard fist and continually delivered punches to the area around his already stretched and torn entrance, hoping to bruise it enough so every time he whored himself he would let out a deadly scream. "Do you like that, slut? Is hard the way you like it...?" Itachi bit his lip, tears forcing their way out of his tightly closed eyelids. "Dammit..." he cursed under his breath as the other thug came up with yet another idea. "Let's leave him here, guys, I'm sure he'll be fine on his own for a while." He muttered, pulling out a long cut of rope and forcing the boy on his knees, tying his arms behind his back and bound his bended legs, wrapping the remainder of the rope around his chest and waist before securing it in the back. Lastly they jammed an old rag into his mouth to silence his screaming, tying it behind his head and grinning at their accomplishment. "Someone will come to get him, I'm sure." The last thug mumbled sarcastically, hoping more perverts would find the poor naked boy and do just what they had done, until the lesson had been properly learned. The three headed off, each of them laughing and joking about the slutty Uchiha they had left to die. Meanwhile Itachi lay on the ice-cold pavement, his eyes red and sore from all the crying he had done, the gag in his mouth causing him to let out a raspy cough. He let his eyes flutter closed, praying now for nothing more than death; it was all he could hope for. His blood red eyes lit up the dark alleyway, traveling back and forth between the dark, depthless sky, and the dirty floor he had been left upon. His eyes continued to water as he remembered the reason he had ventured out into the mysterious and dangerous night, "Ka... Ka... Shi..." The gray-haired Jounin wandered the midnight streets worriedly, knowing his boyfriend was supposed to meet up with him several hours ago. Since then he had been scouring every block of Konoha for Itachi, the anxiety apparent in his bloodshot eyes, "Itachi! Itachi!" he called, wondering if the argument they had a few days prior had caused him not to come. At the moment Kakashi didn't care how angry Itachi was with him, only with making sure he was safe. He treaded up and down several streets before sensing something in the alleyway behind him. He pulled the headband off of his single Sharingan eye and headed further down the pitch-black crevice, "I-Itachi? Is that you?" he wondered aloud, hearing faint sounds of life further down. He began a frantic sprint as the spirit he continued to feel so resembled the young Uchiha's. When he had reached the end of the alleyway, his eyes widened in pure horror. He wanted to turn away so badly, to pretend that it must have been someone else lying there, but in his heart he knew exactly who it was. There, among the piles of week-old trash and debris, there, thrown inside the dumpster, bound and naked was a trembling, shivering form of his young boyfriend. "Itachi!" Kakashi called out, gripping his hands underneath the Uchiha's body and lifting him out carefully, cradling his young body on his lap. "Itachi, Itachi, are you alright?" he questioned, the concern all too apparent by the forming tears in his coal black eye. Itachi didn't say a word, even after Kakashi had untied him and removed the rag from his mouth, "Itachi, please, speak to me, are you okay?" The young Uchiha stared off blankly at the sky above his head, not saddened, not maddened, not disappointed, from that second on he appeared to have lost all emotions. His blood red eyes faded off as if he wasn't thinking about anything particular at all. Kakashi held the quivering form closer to his warm body, lending him his pants and jacket to cover up his nakedness and sighing aloud, "Itachi, I'm so sorry. I... I couldn't save you..." the gray-haired Jounin muttered, his bottom lip trembling as he was on the verge of bursting into tears. "I'm sorry. It's my fault." "Yes it is." Kakashi was taken aback by this sudden response, "What?" he asked, still holding the young teen in his arms tightly. Itachi continued to look elsewhere, "You let me live this life alone, you promised you would save me, but each day kept getting worse. I thought I could live on every morning, thinking 'maybe today is the day he'll take me away from this horrible place', 'maybe today will be the day...' to keep me going. But..." he paused, pushing those treacherous arms off of him and standing up on his own, clothed in his boyfriend's uniform. "...now I understand. You were lying all those times you told me you would save me, you were lying all those times you said you were trying your hardest to get me out of this life! You were probably lying all those times you told me," he stopped to catch his breath, "you loved me, right?" Kakashi grabbed the young Uchiha's arm, pulling down his facial mask so he was no longer in hiding, "Itachi, you know that's not true! I've always loved you, you know that! I love you Itachi." He repeated, making sure it was perfectly clear. Itachi stepped closer so they were mere inches apart, "You bastard, how dare you stand here and lie right to my face..." he muttered angrily, his eyes overflowing with tears that flooded onto his collarbone. Kakashi stared into his boyfriend's red eyes, seeing the hurt and pain he was keeping inside of him, restraining so that he wouldn't live to resent the Jounin. Suddenly all that abuse had caught up with him, "I don't ever want to see you again." He threatened, eyes deadly serious before he stomped off. The following day, while Sasuke was at his practice training, Itachi took the liberty of solving the problem on his own, escaping the treacherous town and never looking back. *** present *** Naruto swallowed a large lump in his throat, expecting Itachi to force his way into his small teenage body any minute, but it didn't happen. Slowly the young fox peeled open his pearl blue eyes, "Itachi, is something the matter?" Itachi wiped the few tears off of his cheeks and gritted his teeth, returning back to the emotionless being he had so preferred to become. He cursed and let a sick grin spread to his face, "Shut up." Without a single word of warning Itachi placed his swollen member at the young blonde's entrance, forcing his way in without any preparation or lubricant. Slowly and fullfully he entered the boy, receiving a satisfying scream in return, "Itachi, please stop... It hurts, it's too big..." Naruto murmured, grabbing large fistfuls of the sheets at his side and throwing his head back at the enormous pain. Was sex supposed to feel this way? Was it supposed to sting, rip, tear, ache so much? The blonde Genin hufas Ias Itachi fully sheathes himself inside of the fox's small form, pulling out and forcing his way back in a second time, and a third. Naruto wrapped his arms around the eldest Uchiha's shoulders, digging his nails into his back harshly and shouting, his voice echoing at least for a few blocks in the normally quiet night. Itachi continued this torture, putting the young blonde through pure Hell and merely listening to his cries of pain as a sort of reward. Finally he stopped the physical torment, coming inside of Naruto's small body and pulling back out calmly, his breath ragged and labored. The eldest Uchiha collapsed next to his young puppy, pulling the sheets over both of their exhausted bodies. "Puppy, puppy?" Itachi called affectionately, biting on Naruto's ear to gain his attention. The young blonde winced, the pain in his lower body beginning to catch up with him, "W-what?" he questioned, turning to face the one who had assaulted him. Itachi ran his pale fingers through Naruto's blonde, spiky locks with a grin, "I'll be gone by morning, I promise." Naruto lay on the floor of the entrance to his house, breathing heavily and ignoring the spilled groceries as he attempted to catch his breath. "Damn that Sasuke," he thought aloud, "trying to pretend he cared what was wrong with me..." he murmured angrily, slamming his fist to the floor with a resounding 'thump'. Slowly the blonde returned to his feet, his thighs and rear aching so terribly he immediately headed to his room, hoping to get some well-needed rest. He took small, baby steps there, his body crying out desperately for rest. He proceeded to his bedroom, slamming the door behind him and collapsing on his bed, the bed he and Itachi had shared last night. There were so many thoughts clouding Naruto's small mind now he could barely think, he had just lost his virginity to a heartless murderer, given his first time to his rival's older brother so easily. He felt as if this should be a time he should cry, but the tears couldn't make it to his eyes. He pulled his pillow closer to his chest, holding it like a fellow person and closing his blue eyes at the warmth it emanated. He sighed aloud, covering himself with his sheets and planning to take a long nap. Just as he had begun falling asleep, his eyes drooping down and his worn muscles relaxing, he heard something behind him. Quickly he spun around, pearl blue eyes wide. "Are you sleepy, puppy?" --Well, I wanted to finish the next chapter before I posted this one, but I was thinking it was taking too long and people might get impatient. So I posted it, (BTW sorry for you guys who were afraid of Ita x Naru-ness, I had the idea for this fic in my little head for a while, so I had already written that part, sorry sorry sorry) but again, this fic has multiple pairings, so it's not over yet! Hehe, I think this is my favorite chapter so far because that flashback was so sad ...><... Anyway, keep reviewing, it makes me so happy, like pixie stix! Oh, and the next chapter continues more lemony Kaka x Sasu, so don't miss it! I know a lot of ppl wanted me to continue that lemon, so... (it's okay, I'm a pervert too)