Being a Yazkuza's Bride

Disclaimer: I don't own anything to do with Naruto or Viewfinder, which makes me sad…



Warning: Yaoi, possible rape, bad humour, Yakuza's (and possibly other crime syndicates), really bad grammar (hopefully improved by my beta), violence, and sexual harassment, and kidnapping.



It looks like many people prefer Sasuke to be an aggressive lover, I guess as a Yakuza it is true. He would most likely be aggressive and then if needed he would be gentle to reassure. It makes sense.



Beta read by Lanie12777!



Now on with the show!





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Chapter 5: Trying to forget



"Uchiha-sama, please forgive me! I won't do it again!"



The young Uchiha didn't listen; he took off his knuckle duster before taking the napkin offered to him by Asuma and wiped the blood off his knuckles.



"Please forgive me," Gato wept. "He was just a waiter, just a bloody wait-" kick.



"You should know by now to keep your mouth shut," Sasuke hissed icily and turned around. "Finish it…" he ordered and left. Not taking notice of the dozen men dressed in black moving towards their prey.



The blood-curdling screams that followed were ignored by Sasuke as he exited the dark alley way, and out in the cold night air.



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The room had to stop moving, the ceiling seemed almost liquidy, and the light streaming through the window burned his retinas. He scrunched up his eyes and used his hands to try and shield them from the light. Why was it daytime? Why did the sun hate him so much, that it wanted to burn his eyes out so badly?



"Urgh…" he groaned and tried to sit up, only to have the room spinning around. Oh, he was dizzy. Naruto decided that trying to sit up was not such a good idea.



"You should lie down, the drug is still in your system."



Naruto turned his head and saw Hatake Kakashi standing beside him, putting something down on the table beside the bed. "Hatake-san? Did you say I was drugged?"



The silver-haired man arched an eyebrow; he gave a light 'hmm' and sat down on a chair. "Do you remember what happened last night?"



"I-I-I c-can't…" the blonde stuttered.



He tried to think what happened yesterday, but it was like a block on his mind. There were only bits and pieces; he had been working alone with Suigetsu and Sai, it had been such a busy evening. Then for some reason he remembered being pinned to the ground, not being able to breathe, something hot like fire burning through his-



"You're mine!"



"Are you alright?"



He jumped when he felt a hand on his shoulder, which was a huge mistake since the room started swimming again. Kakashi grabbed Naruto's shoulders to steady the blonde and help him lay down. After making sure that the blonde had calmed down he took out his mobile phone and pressed the speed-dial. It was instantly picked up.



"How is he?" came the deep baritone voice from the other line.



"Not well, it was obviously a date-rape drug they administered him and it looks like he has slight amnesia."



There was a silence for a while, but Kakashi knew that Sasuke was thinking. "When do you think he'll get his memory back?" the Uchiha asked.



Kakashi bit his bottom lip and turned to gaze at the blonde sleeping on the bed; his young features looked troubled. "It will probably come bit by bit… right now he's sleeping."



"Good, tell him when he wakes up that he has a paid leave for a week." And then he put the phone down.



Kakashi sighed and flipped his own phone shut and then went to stand next to Naruto. What Gato almost did to the poor boy was close, too close to comfort. The kid had grown on Kakashi with his happy-go-lucky attitude; he had watched Naruto work the bar so diligently. But his boyish looks made him a target, and his good nature caused him to be naïve to the real world. There were things that this kid shouldn't have to see…



He sighed again and pulled out his orange book.



…but it looked like he was already pulled in too deep.



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The next time Naruto woke up he found himself in his own house and in his own bed. He wondered how he got here, because that last time he had woken up he was still at one of the Club's rooms and now he was here. He guessed that Kakashi must have brought him here; at least he had been dressed. He sat up in his bed and looked out of the window; the sun was just starting to set, which meant that he had slept almost the whole day away. He sighed heavily and scrunched up his eyes in pain.



He lied… he knew everything, what they had done to him, what he had done to him!



It made him shudder…



Yet the feeling did not stem from revulsion as it would be expected, but from curiosity. He knew it was the drugs, but the touching, the overbearing dominance, and the explosive aftermath made him curious, and that left him disgusted.



He was straight, he loved women; boobs were his friends! So why… why couldn't he get him out of his mind?!



He dreamt about it, the showers, how he was pinned against the cool tiles, but it wasn't forced. In his dream he was participating, holding on to the other in dear life as he touched and kissed him. Leaving burning love marks against his skin. The dream had almost gone further though than what had actually happened, but he woke up, cutting off the orgasmic hallucination and leaving him with an impending hard-on.



Ugh, he didn't think he would ever look at the shower in the same way again…



Soon just sitting on the bed was starting to get boring so he flung the covers away and stood up; he went into the living room and noticed the answering machine flashing. He pressed the button and waited.



"You have 2 messages," the woman's robotic voice said.



"First message: Dude, where are you? We were supposed to meet up today to help me with getting Akamaru to the vet's! Either way man, call me, and you better have a good explanation!" Huh… how was he going to explain to them that he was drugged and molested by his boss in the showers? Maybe he should leave that out…



"Second message: Naruto, this is Kakashi. I apologize for what has happened and hope you feel better soon. Uchiha-san has given you a paid week off to recuperate, and we hope to see you soon."



Yeah right, as if he could ever come back to work there again. He wouldn't be able to look at anyone in there again without thinking back to that night.



Right now though he needed something to eat. So he went to his kitchen and filled the kettle with water before searching his store cupboards for his beloved ramen. Ah, ramen would make everything better. It would chase all these nasty sexual thoughts away and help him finally achieve a semblance of normality. He waited for the kettle to finish boiling and ripped the lid off the cup before filling the plastic container with hot water and let the flavours dissolve into the broth. Then he picked up the cup and went towards the lounge and put the TV on.



"Itadakimasu!" he said cheerfully and broke his chopsticks, but before he took his first bite the phone rang. He looked mournfully at his noodles; he sighed dejectedly at having to miss out on his treat, and put them back in the pot. This better be something important or there would be hell to pay for ruining his precious ramen time!



"What!" he shouted down the phone. There was silence for a while before laughter met his ear.



"Dude, sorry! I'm guessing you were enjoying your noodles about now!"



"Kiba, if I could I would murder you!" he hissed back, irritated.



"Chill man…" his soon-to-be dead best friend replied. "I just called to ask if you were alright, you didn't come this morning to help."



"I'm fine… just a little tired."



"They aren't working you too hard, are they?" Naruto recognized the concern leaking into his voice, and the anger drained out of him. Kiba was just really concerned about him; that was it.



"No, no, really, everything is fine."



"Okay, then would you like to come with the rest of us guys and get totally hammered?" and Kiba chuckled. Naruto couldn't help but laugh along; yeah, it would be a good idea and would give him a chance to forget his horrible night. He agreed; they organized a time they would meet up, and he hung up.



Now it was time to challenge the showers.



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They soon met up by the train station, and as soon as Naruto was with his friends he forgot all about his troubles and started having fun. Although he did feel that Shikamaru could guess something, he was always too perceptive for his own good. Yet if the brunet did know something he didn't mention it.



"So where we going to, Shika?" he asked the lazy man.



But before Shikamaru could answer Chouji did so for him. "Shikamaru got us an invite into Club Akai Me, since his girlfriend had some tickets!"



The genius frowned and elbowed his chubby friend. "She's not my girlfriend, more of a colleague," and then put his hands back in his pockets.



Kiba and Naruto glanced at each other and then burst out laughing. Shikamaru grumbled under his breath and turned to walk away, ignoring Chouji's frantic apologetic calls. They talked for the rest of the day, and Kiba told him about his dog Akamaru and the struggle to get him to the vet's. He managed to run away a dozen times, and almost got run over by a car by the third try. Chouji almost managed to choke on some nachos, and Shikamaru fell asleep like always. After a 20 minute walk they finally reached the club



"Whoa!" the blonde whispered, mesmerized while staring at the club in front of them.



This was the newest hip place in the city, its shiny lights and music thumping through the mirror-lined walls. There was a long line outside the club leading into it, showing how popular it was, with a bulky bouncer standing outside checking everybody's invitations. Shikamaru went right up to the front and gave the man a platinum card. The bouncer's eye bulged at the sight of the card and he let the group through instantly without question.



The inside was vast. The club had two levels; the first level was a dance floor, which was already filled with dancers and a bar, and a sitting area that was on another level separated by short stairs. You'd probably have to pay extra to go to the sitting area. Glitzy disco balls hung from the ceiling, lasers and lights reflected on their shiny surface and threw the light all around. A DJ stood in front of a dozen flat screen monitors showing Alchemy/Random Visualisation, and walls were splattered with glow-in-the-dark paint, giving this ghostly appeal to the surrounding area. The music was deafening, a mix of techno and rave, and bodies collided against one another as they let the music move them.



They followed Shikamaru surprisingly enough all the way to the top level, where he once again showed the young girl standing there his card; she smiled and showed them to their table.



"Man Shika, that must have been some invitation!" Kiba commented. Shikamaru gave a half-hearted shrug and they sat down.



After the waitress came with their drinks Naruto decided that he wanted to dance, and got Kiba and Chouji to go along. The alcohol and the music started to get to him, and his body was consumed by the music. He felt breathing against his neck and turned around to see a beautiful redhead standing behind him. At first Naruto didn't know what to do, and then he thought that was a chance to prove his sexuality. She passed him a seductive smile and went towards him, winding her arms around his neck, and they started grinding their bodies together.



The techno beat moved through them, yet he couldn't help but think that it didn't feel as nice as he remembered. She was too small against him, with her enlarged chest pressed against his own making him feel awkward. So as soon as the music ended he dislodged himself from the girl and went to make his way back to the upper level. But before he could even take the first step, only to be yanked away from the stair.



He shrieked but the music was too loud for anyone to hear him, as he was dragged away into a dark corner. Fear gripped him and he tried to struggle against the person holding him down. But the stranger wouldn't let him go; instead the grip on his body tightened.



"Did you enjoy the dance?" came a cold, recognizable voice. He didn't even have to turn around to know who it was.



"S-SASUKE!" he stuttered fearfully.



He felt a hand sneak under his shirt, cold fingers stroking his warm skin. He gasped when Sasuke started undoing his shirt grazing over his chest. Naruto started struggling harder, but he stopped when he felt something wet against his neck. Sasuke was sucking against his neckline, forcefully pressing his body against the raven's own. It felt so good. This wasn't right; he wasn't meant to feel this way, it wasn't meant to feel this good!



"Stop it!" he tried to sound forceful, only for it to come out like a moan.



Sasuke smirked. "When I gave you the time off I didn't think you would spend it dancing with some whore," he hissed. "Do you know how hot it looks when you dance? These jeans hug your ass so well." And he slapped his butt. Naruto shrieked as he got his bearings back and tried squirming out of Sasuke's grip.



"What are you doing here, are you watching me or something?! Let go!" he said angrily.



"Hn… what if I was?" he said and ground his hips against Naruto's back.



"Teme, you have no right to do this!"



The dark chuckle that came from Sasuke that made him stop; the raven sounded angry. He felt the young Uchiha breathing against his ear. "I told you dobe, you are mine, and I can do whatever I want to with what is mine!" he spun the blonde around and crushed their lips together in a bruising kiss.



A tongue licked and traced his lips but he refused to open them, but a pinch on his butt made him gasp, and Sasuke charged on. Tasting him, fighting against his own appendage, and while he was starving for air it suddenly ended. Naruto was left dazed; he was seeing stars, and his legs felt like jelly. Yet Sasuke was gone, leaving him ravished and alone. He just stood there; the music was starting to hurt his ears, he had to get out of here. Slowly he staggered up the stairs, and saw Shikamaru still sitting in his seat, it looked like he hadn't moved at all.



When he spotted the blonde coming he frowned; the blonde looked so pale and scared. He watched as the other sat down and grabbed his beer, taking a swig, and asked worriedly, "You okay?"



"I'm fine Shika…" he said and took another swig.



When Kiba came later he asked him where the girl he was dancing with went. Then he spotted how dishevelled the blonde looked; he laughed at the love bite adorning his skin. Naruto couldn't take it anymore and left the club without another word.



This had not been a good night…



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Could Sasuke be stalking the poor blonde? Or was it just coincidence?



Oh by the way I don't know if I got a translation right, I think 'Akai Me' means 'Red Eyes' (as in reference to the sharingan), but I don't know if I got that right. So if anyone knows the right translation please leave it in your review! Thank you!



And here is a kind of late easter pic! http://rakasha3.deviantart.com/art/Naruto-the-bunny-158984315





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