Malicious (Ch. 9 up!)

Man, I feel like I'm getting the cobwebs out! I was feenin' for some fanfics to read while things were out. To blisblop, thank you so much for the great review! I meant to stay along the straight and narrow, but I think this turned into an AU, I think. Yeah, I guess I did try to give Sakura some personality, and Ino as well, not have them hounding after Sasuke like crack fiends. ^_^;

This chapter tells a little about Itachi's reason for being back in Konoha, and seeing everyone get ready for the gathering at the girls' apartment. I threw in a little lime for good measure, and yeah, I made Lee straight, even though I secretly drool over the Gaara/Lee/Gaara fanart on y!hosting Gallery(depending on the artist, there are some HOT-ass yaoi pics there, on all kinds of series that have beautiful males in them, and even originals. And there are some mouth-watering InuSess pics as well! Well, enough of my ramblings and name-dropping(I highly recommend it, esp. if you like yaoi), here's my new chapter! Hope you enjoy! EM

Ch. 6


Itachi wrinkled his nose at the woman before him. Anko was covered in blood from the numerous stabs and cuts, blood that was all dried and brown. Her eyes were swollen shut from the pounding she received, and her jaw, ribs, and one of her legs were broken. Itachi smiled at his handy work. For the first day and a half, he had pretty much fucked her into the mattress, living his fantasy of getting to screw the kunoichi.

Then he took her to another apartment in the Uchiha compound, one of the few that were run down. She had been there for nearly three days, two of them being there. Because she was hanging there, she had to use the bathroom where she hung, her legs streaked with excrement and urine along with the clotted blood. She was very smelly, he thought, and in his opinion, the clock was ticking against him; Tsunade had ANBU all over the place, even in the front-most part of the compound. But since he was able to hide his chakra levels, and Anko’s was all but beaten out of her, they didn’t find them. They were practically searching the ends of the earth to find one of their own. But all good things must come to an end. He wanted to stay here for a while longer, until he got what he really came here for: his brother.

Although he would never admit it out loud, he missed Sasuke. He used to love to touch his body, feel his soft skin. He was frightened at first, but then he warmed up to him, even looking forward to seeing him alone, giving him kisses when no one was around. Everything was fine, until he slaughtered the rest of the clan. After that, the boy had nothing but hatred for him. He even hunted him for a while.

But now, it seemed as if he had backed off completely.

And why? Because of a certain blonde and his friends.

He missed him so much, in fact, and he was so starved for sex, that he came here, fucking everything that he could get his hands on. But there was no substitute for his yummy little brother.

Yes, he had to know that he was here by now. It was only a matter of time before he confronted him. He sighed. Well, time for the task at hand….


Using his kunai, he threw it and cut the rope that held the woman up. She fell to the floor with a thump. Taking an old rug, he wrapped her up and tied it with rope. He hefted her up on his shoulders, looking out the window. Judging by the position of the sun, it had to be just after lunch. Perfect, he thought. He looked at where the head was sticking out of carpet.

“It’s been a blast, Anko dear, but I have to get rid of you. I’m surprised that you held out this long. Time to drop off my ‘message’.”

With that, he jumped over the balcony ledge, and over the rooftops. If anyone bothered to notice, he would’ve looked like a black blur, he was so fast. With unnatural strength, he headed for Konoha hospital.

Two ANBU shinobi were standing guard in front of the entrance to the hospital. With all their gear and their masks, and the noon day sun having scared away their much-needed shade, they were suffering. They were flapping their collars in a poor attempt to get some air down their tight shirts.

“Shit, it’s hot,” the shorter of them growled. “How much longer do we have until our shift’s over?”

“We get off at six, but at least we switch places out here at three,” the taller one replied.

“Hell, that’s most of the‘sun beatdown’ time,” the other whined. “We’ll faint before the afternoon’s done. Hey, wasn’t someone supposed to have brought some more water out for us?” He stuck his head inside the door. “Hey, dumbass!” he growled, “What are you doing still standing there?! We asked for water a fuckin’ half hour ago! If one of us gets heat stroke, we’re kickin’ your ass when we wake up!”

“Yes sir!” said the younger ninja, and he bolted down the hall.

“Damn, he was flirting with that cute nurse at the front desk,” he said.

“Well, some of us try to have lives,” the other said.

Just then, they heard a faint whoosh, and then a dirty dusty rug fell on the ground right in front of them.

“What the hell?! Dude, what is that?”

“I dunno! It’s wrapped in the rug! Cut the ropes!”

The shorter ninja edged closer to the rug, noting the stench that seeped from it. He cut the ropes, and slowly unrolled it, making sure there weren’t any exploding tags inside.

“Ugh, it reeks! Shit!” he said holding his nose, dropping the end of the rug to the ground.

“Oh…shit…” the taller of them said in utter shock. He was looking at Anko Mitarashi’s barely recognizable face. His knees gave out from underneath him, while his shorter partner yelled inside the building.

“Someone get a stretcher out here! NOW!”

Four medic nin and two nurses ran out to pick up the mutilated body. Tsunade ran to the main lobby, hearing the commotion.

“What the hell’s going on here?!”

“Hokage-sama,” one of the nurses said shakily, “It’s Anko.”

Tsunade looked at the sheet that was pulled up to the woman’s nose. She swallowed hard, and pulled the sheet part of the way down. Her hand shook as she took in Anko’s badly beaten body. She wanted to cry for her, she looked so bad.

“Get her to the emergency room!” she yelled.

Outside, a block away, Itachi grinned. It was just as he predicted; it was one thing to attack regular people, even chuunin and jounin. Hell, there were plenty of them.

Now, fuck up an ANBU member, that’s a sure bet to scare the shit out of people, ninja included.

He jumped down and took to the back alleys and sewers to get back to his old home. He really hoped this would get back to his dear little brother; he missed scaring him. The elder brother smiled. He felt like celebrating; he wanted to go out and have a few drinks. The man ran even faster, eager to get back and freshen up.

*****

The clock went off at 5:00 pm. Without thinking, Sakura threw a kunai at the loud noise, shutting it up and sticking it to the wall. The pink haired girl raised her head off the pillow when she realized what she done.

“Damn,” she groaned. “Well, at least I’m off for a couple of days.”

She told herself she would buy a clock tomorrow. She got up out of bed to get ready for the company that would be over in an hour for the usual get-together before going out. She could already smell the food cooking, then realized that she had to make the kabobs—at least enough for fifty people, for the sake of Chouji Akimichi alone. He could still pack food away as if it were about to disappear any minute. She stumbled into the kitchen, where Hinata and Ino were buzzing about making their dishes.

“Damn, lazy ass, about time you got up!” the blonde exclaimed. “I’ve gotten about a third of your kabobs on the grill now. My dish was fairly easy, thought I’d help you out.”

“Thanks, girl, I didn’t think I’d sleep nearly the whole 12 hours. By the way, I need to buy another clock. If we’re not too jacked up from tonight, remind me tomorrow, ‘kay?” Sakura said, sheepishly scratching her head.

“Shit, that’s the fourth clock this month. What am I gonna have to do, put it behind some special glass?” Ino huffed.

“You forgot that I’ve trained under Tsunade; that wouldn’t do much good.”

“Hell, all us girls have, but for some reason, you really gained that three-ton punch of hers. You can even crack a wall with that forehead of yours,” Ino smirked.

“Watch it, bitch,” the pink hair girl smirked. “I haven’t had my coffee yet.”

“We still have some in the pot; Hinata got up about an hour-and-a-half ago.”

The girl grabbed her mug and poured a cup. “What time is everyone coming over?”

“Seven, and we’re hitting the bar at nine, nine-thirty. HInata’s in the tub, now. You’re the only one who’s not quite done with the food yet.”

“Well, I’m not going to do all of them at once; if I do, your man’s gonna come over and eat them all.”

“He’s a growing boy.”

“Girl, he’s seventeen! His ass has done enough growing!”

“Well, you know since that fight against the Sound nin, he hasn’t been quite able to hold onto a great deal of weight.” Ino stated, pouring herself a cup of coffee.

“You mean instead of outright fat, he’s just slightly husky.”

“You know he needs to be big for some of his jutsus. That takes a lot of chakra.”

“Yeah, I know. But the love—and the food—you give him—will have back to himself soon, and things will be more consistent.” Sakura smiled. “Have you showered yet?”

“Nah, why clean up if I’m gonna smell like food—don’t you say shit, Haruno!” Ino hissed, pointing an accusing finger.

Said girl smiled. “What? I wasn’t gonna say a damn thing.” She then started giggling around her coffee mug.

“Damn, your perv sensei’s rubbing off on you. Think you’ll get him anytime soon?”

“Shit, who knows? I’ve been throwing hints for the past month. I think he’s noticed, but…I think he’s bi, too. He’s been fooling with Iruka, and he’s been ogling Sasuke.”

“And? What difference does that make?” Ino shrugged. “Sometimes I share Chouji with Shikamaru.” She dodged the coffee spray that came from Sakura.

“WHAT?! You’re lying! He’s sleeping with Shika? I thought he was with Temari? But then, it’s been awhile since the Sand team’s visited. Damn, it’s always funny to see Sasuke and Garra fight over Naruto,” she laughed.

“Yeah, well, they are the best of friends, even before the team was formed. Besides…Shika doesn’t have that bad of a body at all,” the blonde winked. “And, you know how all the boys are; except for Lee, all of them are either bi or flat-out gay. The rest of us are either holding onto our virginity, or sharing.”

“Yeah, well, I’m not trying to share too much.” Sakura huffed.

“Hell, you’re practically doing that, anyway, Kakashi, remember? But then, he is older and damn, have you even seen his face yet?”

“Not yet, but from what I hear, he’s hot as hell under that mask.”

“You think he might be there at the club?”

“I hope so,” Sakura replied, smiling.


*****


“Hey, dobe, get up, we only have about a couple of hours before we go to Sakura’s.”

Sasuke was standing over Naruto’s nude form, trying to keep himself from jumping him; it wouldn’t be good to mess up the rice he was going to use for the unagi maki. He leaned over and nuzzled his blonde fox, making him purr in his sleep.

‘Damn, he’s gonna make me fuck him in his sleep’, he thought, smiling.

“Com’on, Naruto, you gotta make your shrimp onigiri; I made enough rice for both of us to use.”

“Mmm, ramen…” the blonde moaned.

Sasuke smiled. As sweet as he could without giggling, he said: “ Naru baby, the ramen will be ready soon…”

“What? Were? What kind?” the boy sat upright in his bed.

“Oh, good, get up, wash your ass, and come downstairs and make that onigiri.”
“You tricked me, bastard!” the blonde shouted.

Sasuke glared at him. “Do you want someone to come over here looking for us again? I don’t. We only have two hours to get ready, and we’re gonna have a shit load of stuff to take over to the girls’ place.”

“Oh, yeah! Wanna jump in the shower with me?”

“Showered already, dobe, sorry; I had to get started with my dish. Get in the shower, I’ll be down stairs, the rice is almost done.”

“Oh, alright, you win,” Naruto pouted. He got up and trudged downstairs to the kitchen.


*****


Neji was in the kitchen making dim sum, carefully stuffing the buns with spicy meat. He had made about two dozen, putting them in four large steamers. He huffed, wiping his damp forehead.

‘Oh well, this is all I’m making; if they get eaten up by Chouji before anybody else gets them, too damn bad’, he thought.

Shino was busy with chocolate chip cookies, bringing out the last of three dozen. Neji smiled as the bug master was bent over the oven door, pulling the cookie sheet out. Damn, he couldn’t get enough of him. He began to wonder if he tasted like the cookies he baked. He waited until he set the tray down before he came up behind him and wrapped his arms around him.

Shino moaned as he felt soft lips on his neck. “Mmm, someone’s in the mood,” he smirked.

“I love a man that cooks,” the long haired ninja purred. “You smell like cookie dough, I wanna eat you up…”

“That’s gonna have to wait,” Shino said as he gently pulled away. “Is Kiba up yet?”

“No…” Neji replied, his face brightening into a smile. “Let’s wake him up.”

“Are the buns done?”

“The only ones I’m interested in are Kiba’s.” Neji checked them, then turned the steamers on low. “Let’s go,” he said.

The two shinobi crept into the inu’s room. They looked down at Akamaru, who wagged his tail in silence. The dog never barked at them whenever they came into his master’s room; they were beginning to think that the dog was as much pervert as they, more specifically, a voyeur. But their roommate did need to get up; they had to be at Sakura’s in an hour and a half, and he had to go get the alcohol.

They pulled back the covers slowly, and were treated to a wonderful sight…

This time, Kiba wasn’t wearing anything.

“Oh, sh—“

Shino clamped his hand over Neji’s mouth, grinning. ‘About damn time,’ he thought. Both boys smiled down at their prey. The ‘victim’ in question must’ve been dreaming about something good, his hardened length was resting on his stomach, listing a little to the right. There was a small puddle of precome on his hip. Both teens stripped out of their clothes, nearly burying the dog in the process. They crawled into bed, on either side of him. Shino worked on Kiba’s nipples, while Neji lapped at the precome on their roomie’s hip.

“Mmm,” he said, licking his lips before licking along his length.

Kiba started to squirm and moan, arching his hips towards the source of wet heat.

“Nnn, more, Kankuro, put in your mouth,” he moaned.

Neji stopped in mid-lick, and so did Shino. ‘Ah ha,’ they silently said to each other.

So that’s why he holds out. Well, they’re about to try to break him now, at least orally.

They continued their ministrations, making Kiba moan louder. Both licked all over his body, taking turns as to not arouse suspicion. Then they decided to go for the kill, and both edged back down to their friend’s erection. They mouthed it from both sides, tongues running underneath and touching each other.

Kiba figured that his dream was getting too damn good. His eyes flew open, looking down at the source of his arousal. He saw his two roommates lapping away at him.

“What the hell…?” he moaned, voice heavy with sleep. Shit, that felt so good, he thought. He didn’t have the strength to fight them today. They love to double team, he thought idly. His eyes met his friends, and he moaned. “Don’t stop,” he said. They kept going until Kiba shot his load his seed landing on their faces. They licked it off of his stomach, then each other, planting wet, hot kisses on each other. Neji crawled up to give Kiba a kiss first, which was willingly accepted. Shino waited his turn, nuzzling the boy’s neck. He planted one on him as well.

“You finally caught me, huh,” Kiba smiled. “I guess this is a nice way to wake up”

“So, Kankuro, huh?” Neji nudged. “And I thought you had a thing for my cousin.”

“I do,” Kiba replied, “But I like Kankuro too.”

Shino sat up. “Well, at least we know why you disappear whenever he comes into town. You were trying to hide that from us, while playing coy.”

Kiba blushed. “Was not.”

Neji got up and stood. “Well, now that you’re up, clean up and get the alcohol. We’re leaving in about an hour.”

Kiba got up and kissed both room mates. “Sure thing…if you guys are willing to share…I don’t mind,” he grinned slyly before he left the room.

Both looked at the teen’s bare ass turn the corner out of the room, then their eyes met the other, grinning from ear to ear.

“Well, things just got interesting,” Shino smiled. "the gloves have come off."


*****


Lee and Ten-Ten were busy frying up shrimp tempura, hands covered in batter. They managed to make a few dozen before jumping in the shower to clean up, especially after playing with the remaining batter, splattering it all over the kitchen.

“Damn, now I gotta wash my hair outright. Thanks, a lot, Lee,” she huffed.

“Sorry, but you were supposed to duck, dear,” Lee grinned. His face was met with a thick wad of batter.

“There, bitch, now we’re even. Man, on your face it looks like old jizz,” she giggled before she ran for the bathroom.

“Get back here!” Lee laughed before he grabbed Ten-Ten by the hem of her shirt.

“Okay, okay, I give, but we gotta get outta here soon.”

The door bell rang. “Coming!” Lee called out. “Go ahead and get under the shower, I think that’s Chouji and Shika.”

“WHAT! You better tell his big ass to stay away from the tempura! I mean it, Lee!” the brunette called out from the bathroom.

Lee opened the door to Shikamaru and Chouji. “Hey guys, what’s up?”

“You know, same old, same old,” Shikamaru droned out.

Chouji sniffed. “Aw, you guys made tempura? What kind?”

Lee smiled. “Shrimp---hey, get your ass out the kitchen, they’re for the party!”

“Aw, can’t I have just one?” he whined.

“Hell, no, you can’t have ‘just one’,” Shikamaru said. “Unless you want Ten-ten to beat your ass,”

“THAT’S RIGHT!” said girl shouted out from the running water.

“If you’ll excuse me, I need to jump in, myself. Shika, watch Chouji.”

“Yeah, yeah, but if I hear any moaning, I’m letting him loose in the kitchen.”

“You do, and I’ll sic ‘Ten on you. You know she has knives coming out of nowhere,” Lee deadpanned.
Chouji gulped. “Can I at least have a glass of water?”

Ten-Ten came out of the bedroom, having had dressed. She wore a short red tennis skirt with a white halter top.

“Okay, you can jump in now, I’ll watch Chouji.” she said as she watched Lee make his way to the bathroom.

“Okay. As soon as I’m done, we’re off to Sakura’s. what are you guys bringing, anyway?”

“Sake and whiskey, of course,” Shikamaru said, digging into his ear. “I would’ve brought something to smoke, but with Sasuke’s crazy ass brother out there, we need to be on our toes.”

Ten-ten’s eye twitched. “Oh, and sake will? You know Lee can’t drink much, he’ll want to fight. Beer relaxes him, so pick some up, will you?”

“Yeah, yeah, as long as I get first dibs on the shrimp.” Chouji smiled.

Shortly after, Lee came out in some baggy khaki shorts and a blue tank top, covered by a white shirt.

"Thank God it's not something green," Shikamaru smiled. "That actually looks nice on you."

“Let’s go,” Lee grinned.

******

Itachi looked in the mirror. He’d never looked so perfect. He was wearing black baggy shorts with a dark blue muscle tank. Using jutsu, he changed his hair and eyes, making the hair a strawberry blonde, and his eyes green like a cat.

Now he was ready to go out.

From the routine he’d observed for the past month, his little brother and his friends met up in the apartment complex about a half-mile from the compound. They would meet up every Friday and Saturday night at seven, seven-thirty, have a potluck of finger foods and prep drinks, then hit the clubs at around 9:30. He decided to do some bar-hopping until they made their way to The Playground, one of the larger clubs in the village.

He hopped out of the window, toward the bar row section of the village.

Time for some fun…