Trapped

Disclaimer: I don’t own Naruto or any character used in this story.

A/N: Hi, finally an update!! I know I have been very bad at updating but I was actually pissed at the original manga!!! I won’t put spoilers here, but I was actually pissed enough that I didn’t watch, read or write any fics for about two months!!!

Anyway, I’ll let you read this chapter in peace; just know that I’ll update more often now that I don’t feel like writing complain letters to Kishimoto-Sensei!

*Bows low*

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Naruto’s vein was violently twitching on his forehead. Didn’t he do this with a different Uchiha a few days ago? Didn’t have the exact same demand from Itachi less than a week ago?

What was it with Uchihas and their need to have slaves in the form of…well himself!! Was he doomed to be blackmailed by very attractive Uchiha males for the rest of his life?

The vein twitched once more. Did they have other siblings? Any other relatives he should be afraid of ever meeting?

He was still staring at the raven who was now reclining on his bed. He couldn’t deny that Sasuke was attractive, who could, really? But to actually accept this situation…once again? No he couldn’t do that.

He had agreed to be Itachi’s until the man tires of him, thus guaranteeing Tsunade’s safety. And as much as he hated to admit it, he was starting to like his ‘relationship’ with Itachi: It wasn’t bad at all actually. When he thought about it, nothing really changed for him since he had accepted to be the raven’s slave. He simply got laid more…much more and lived in a bigger place.

And if you didn’t count the fact that Itachi liked to have sex in very public places, there was nothing he could complain about!

He blushed at the thought of their first encounter at the office, and remembered the words whispered hotly in his ear as he was being pounded “Do not be embarrassed to let your voice out Naruto-kun, half the fun of having sex in public places is the possibility of being found out, while naked, your hole still dripping with my cum…”

Naruto couldn’t even finish the thought without shivering and feeling his cock harden slightly. He sighed as he reopened his eyes ‘When did I close them?’ he thought

He took in Sasuke’s figure once more, realizing the man had not said a word since he had made his proposition. He glared slightly and asked “What’s the second thing you want?”

His voice was a little cold and Sasuke felt it as he too frowned at the still standing man “There is no second choice, Dobe. It’s either you say yes and get this little folder that you need” he said as he waved the glaring red folder in the air “Or, you refuse and then you can turn around and leave”

Sasuke was getting angry. Here he thought he had the perfect plan to get the blond a few times alone, before he had to share him with Itachi, and the little shit decided to play hard to get?

What was wrong with the blonde? Itachi had told him he had barely hesitated before accepting to be his slave, so why refuse him?

He inwardly grimaced. Was the Dobe happy with his brother? Was that why he was refusing his offer, even though he badly needed the folder?

Oh well, he would get the blonde anyway with Itachi so he didn’t really care if he had him alone first. It was not like he was as smitten with Naruto as his brother was. No his brother had fallen hard, and for all of his genius, he hadn’t comprehended what happened to him.

He had thought it was simply an obsession, something he could get rid of with a few well placed fucks with the blonde. But Sasuke knew. One doesn’t spend weeks planning a fake embezzlement without learning a few things about the one who wanted it done.

Itachi had spent more time watching and obsessing over the blonde that he didn’t take the time to analyze what he was feeling. Not that he would have understood it for what it was, no, Uchihas were born with an emotion inhibitor, they were so used to manipulating others’ emotions than even theirs had become a puzzle to them. It was pathetic, really.

And Sasuke used to be the same. A few years ago, he would have been as puzzled as his brother, but that was before Naruto started working at Uchiha Corp., right beside him. They weren’t friends, by no means, but they were close on occasions and Sasuke knew that if he let him, Naruto would befriend him in a second.

He erased the pissed expression from his face and stated “If you don’t need this, then as I said you can leave. No need to waste my time” He saw Naruto’s suddenly worried expression and added “No need to worry, I will destroy these and won’t say anything to Itachi”.

Naruto nodded and turned to leave. He stopped at the bedroom doors and turned around with a smile, realizing what Sasuke was trying to do.

“Thanks” he whispered, and left

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Naruto entered Itachi’s bedroom and found the man sleeping in the exact same position he’d been when the blonde man left. He watched the peaceful face and felt his heart clench. He traced the contours of the aristocratic face with his eyes and marveled at how innocent the raven looked when unguarded.

He shook his head and got into the bed, curling up against the man, knowing he wouldn’t wake up before long.

Naruto was no fool. He knew what he was feeling, and while he realized it wasn’t exactly normal, he couldn’t help it.

His encounter with Sasuke simply confirmed it for him. He had felt nauseous at the simple thought of accepting the smaller raven’s offer and he realized Itachi was not simply his boss or master anymore.

Not that sex with Sasuke sounded bad, not at all. Actually ever since being with Itachi he’d had a few fantasies involving the two…

But he had felt as though he was betraying Itachi, in a way.

He sighed. It was so confusing. This was not exactly Stockholm syndrome but it seemed that it was close enough…or was he just in love with Itachi? Would he have fallen for him if the situation was different?

He couldn’t answer that for now. The only way he could make sense of the situation…

When he wouldn’t be trapped anymore…

He needed a way out of this and quick, he needed outside help, he needed…

A real P.I.

Crap, his life was becoming a live movie.

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Naruto left the penthouse the next morning with a permanent blush on his face.

He had woken up from a very nice (meaning Itachi and sex-related) dream when he heard a low chuckle and was mortified when he realized he had been humping Itachi’s leg in his sleep. Even more mortifying, he had slept the entire night curled up against said man.

They were now at the office and he sat down at his desk, feeling hot all over (yes the flush was that bad). Itachi hadn’t said a word to him in the car but the satisfied (but still warm) glint he had had in his eyes ever since they woke up was enough to fluster the blonde.

Naruto had spent a good part of the night thinking and he had come up with a plan, a rather good one if he could say so himself.

The only problem in the equation was once again Itachi. He needed to get into the crimson-eyed man’s office, obviously when he was not in it (unless he was feeling horny) to get the folder Sasuke was supposed to give him.

He was not afraid of the cameras. He knew they were only recording when all employees had left the offices, so he needed to be the last one on that floor working that night. He knew everyone left around 8 when they still had things to work on and the others who left earlier were long gone by six.

The only problem, once again would be Itachi. How was he supposed to leave after the man? For the past week, he had insisted Naruto left with him when they both stayed working late, and Naruto never complained.

But if he asked to stay later, would the raven be suspicious? Refuse? Or come back and catch him in red handed?

He shuddered as he thought of the room Kisame had warned him about and decided he didn’t want to know what was in there… at least not when Itachi was pissed at him. He mentally rubbed his bottom as he remembered the spanking he got when he disobeyed him when Itachi took his virginity.

He still had a few handprints there.

But coming back to his plan, he could only hope it would work…or he’d be screwed.

Again literally.

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It was seven o’clock when Itachi left his office and went home, alone. Naruto had asked him to stay later, saying he had work to watch up on. So the raven left him in his office, telling him to go home when the Hyuuga left, as they were the last ones there.

He didn’t hesitate when Naruto asked him to stay, but he couldn’t tell he wasn’t feeling suspicious. The night before, he had suddenly, after a few rounds of the most satisfying fucks he had ever experienced, fallen asleep like a log; his last conscious thought had been “what the hell?”

His suspicions grew when he woke up this morning, feeling Naruto writhe against him in his sleep, and found the blond man curled up into his side. What bugged him was that he didn’t feel tired when he fell asleep; he had actually been planning on having Naruto again before sleeping, and the fact that he didn’t feel Naruto snuggle into him…

He was a very light sleeper, and unless he was knocked out (literally) he knew he should have at least woken up once during the night.

He sighed. He had actually thought Tsunade had drugged him, but then remembered she knew nothing of his deal with the blonde so she wouldn’t know he would need to be drugged at all. So the only option left was Naruto.

But when? They had left Tsunade’s house and went straight to bed, clothes off and he knew he’d explored the naked body enough to know the tanned man had nothing left on him. He wouldn’t confront Naruto unless he had proof to confront him with.

But god help him if the blond had done something to him, he would be punished, severely.

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Naruto watched from the corner of his eye as Neji got up from his desk and put on his coat. He acted as though he didn’t see him in hopes of being left alone.

However, fate was not on his side anymore. Neji came up to his desk and told him “Uchiha-sama asked me to leave with you today, I am to take you home”

“Home?” echoed Naruto

“Yes, your house, Naruto” answered Neji, slowly, as if speaking to a kid

Naruto frowned. It made sense. Not like Itachi could ask Neji to drive him to their boss’ house for the night.

“I am not ready to leave yet, I’ll get myself home don’t worry. You can leave now” he said with a big smile, already planning how easy it was going to be to raid his boss’ office for information. But Neji had other ideas.

“Absolutely not” he said haughtily “Uchiha-sama gave me a task and I will see you to your home. Get ready to leave, I have an appointment I cannot miss”

Naruto was about to argue, but the stare the pale-eyed man gave him, clearly stated he shouldn’t argue. With a sigh he stood up and five minutes later they were in the elevator.

The loud Ding sound told them they had reached the ground floor when Naruto suddenly had an idea. He looked at Neji, shoving his laptop bag in his hands and stated urgently “I need to use the restroom, bring the car in front I’ll be right back” and he didn’t give the brunette the time to say anything as he suddenly jumped back into the elevator just before the doors closed.

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‘I am a genius’ thought Naruto as he searched through Itachi’s desk. He knew the folder had to be somewhere in her. It was the only place no one was bold enough to go through.

He kept on opening drawers but there was no trace of the hated red folder. He stopped and looked around the room.

‘Would it be in the safe?’ He thought. He had once been in the office when Itachi pulled out a big wad of cash from the safe. Apparently he had lost a bet to Sasuke! Spoilt bastards.

But even if it was in the safe, he didn’t have the code. And he didn’t have a lot of time to find it…even though he doubted Itachi was stupid enough to hide the code in the same room. He approached the hidden safe and moved the painting that was hanged before it.

‘Not very original’ he thought ‘But then again, people are afraid to just get into this office, so who would be fearless enough to steal from it’. He suddenly blinked ‘I guess I am’

It was one of those electronic safe, encased into the wall. He saw the keypad.

‘Hm, numbers’ thought Naruto ‘that would probably be a date’

He tried a few birthdates (Sasuke’s, Itachi’s, the day they created Uchiha Corp….)

He was thinking of other significant days for the brothers, lazily entering his own birthday date into the electronic computer and almost screamed like a little girl when the safe biped three times and the door opened.

He gaped. ‘Err…Let’s not question our luck’ he thought

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A few hours later

Naruto was sitting in his home, for the first time in a week, alone, and was actively searching for a PI on the net. He scrolled down on his search and found an add saying:

Nara Shikamaru

Private Investigator

Do not contact me if your case is too troublesome

(Number)

Naruto blinked. Shikamaru? From college, Shikamaru? The lazy ass found himself a job where he could be sitting doing nothing for hours!

He decided to call.

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Naruto was riding him. He could feel the wet hole clench around him with every thrusts, seemingly trying to keep him in.

Itachi was lying back on Naruto’s bed, where he’d had moved them as soon as he arrived at the blonde man’s home. And now he was being visually seduces as he was being sexually satisfied.

He watched intently as the blonde arched his back, forcing him even deeper into his welcoming heat. Naruto was doing almost all the work tonight and the raven felt it was nice for a change…Not that he would let that happen often.

He heard Naruto whimper his name and had to grit his teeth against his upcoming release. The little vixen had his head thrown back as he screamed, riding his second orgasm of the night. The golden expanse of his throat tempting Itachi, his chest heaving as he panted, moaning softly.

Itachi suddenly sat up, attacking his lover’s throat, biting harshly enough that it made the man cry out and cum a little more. The raven licked the place as he turned them around, finding himself over his still panting lover.

He smirked at the vision offered to him. Sweaty blonde hair was seemingly glued to an equally sweaty forehead, blue eyes were lust-filled but still dazed because of the last orgasm, golden skin had a rosy hue, and Itachi felt proud that it was because of his love-making.

He took pride in knowing he was the only one who had ever touched the golden being currently lying beneath him and decided he would be the only one. No other man would ever get to be graced with this sight. It was his and his only.

The thought spurred him on as he started thrusting his still hard cock into his recovering lover, making him moan oh so sexily. He leaned in as he felt Naruto’s arms tighten around his shoulders, bringing him closer to his body.

Itachi nipped at Naruto’s nipple

“Ah…”gasped Naruto, and he felt Itachi’s cock twitch in his hole. He tightened his legs around Itachi’s waist, forcing him deeper and he shuddered when he saw a pink tongue lick at suddenly dry lips, crimson eyes closing half way.

He knew Itachi would be done soon. He hoped so, they had been going at it for a while and he had cummed twice already, he’d be dry soon, if this continued.

Still, he watched the usually cold and cunning man loose it as they both cummed and couldn’t help but admire his beauty. Narrowed red eyes, thin but full, very talented lips… a low groan almost like an animalistic rumble left those lips as the powerful man over him came, filling him.

And Naruto knew he was done for.

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Tada!! Lol

A lot happened in this chapter, I had to make up for my absence.

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