Campaign of Distraction
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Naruto › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult ++
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Chapter 7
Chapter 7
Note: So just to let everyone know; the scenes in between that are like a different fic is the film being done… the transition line will indicate when something outside the movie is happening…
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The blond Dom surveyed his harem of men and women, all of whom looked at his feet in adoration while he assigned them to their temporary Masters for the day. Most of his women would be unavailable for the entire day while the men would likely have a few Mistresses each. He loved being able to make a profit from his trained slaves.
When the majority of his harem had been lead out to meet their fates, a tall burly man wearing black leather pants and a tight fitting shirt across a bodybuilder’s chest brought a new purchase in on a short leash.
The raven haired slave crawled on his hands and knees being led by his previous owner. He didn't look at his new Master for he was a well trained sub and knew not to look at the person who was to own you. He was brought directly in front of the blond Dom for inspection and sat quietly on his knees in the correct position of his stature.
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Sasuke opened the door slightly and peeked in; good it hadn't gotten too far into it. He inched his way into the room and tried to stay hidden as he made his way over to the refreshments table that he saw earlier. Maybe he could hide under there and watch.
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The as yet nameless Dom walked a slow circle around his new plaything with a short riding crop in hand. This one was at least partially trained which was both good and bad at the same time. A trained slave would fetch a better price but sometimes there were little traits, if you could call them that; that went hand in hand with a Dom’s teaching style. Some of these habits would be hard to break depending on how ingrained they were. "A good little slave; proper position, good posture, young to boot; quite a catch."
The blond looked at the man in the strained black shirt and waved a hand in dismissal. It was time to see how good this purchase was before he even thought about sharing it with others.
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Sasuke saw both Naruto and his brother on the set, along with a few other men and women dressed similar to Itachi. His brother looked so hot in his tiny silk thong and collar. He wondered at these feelings of desire for a split second but dismissed them as he continued to watch.
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The darkly clad Dom took his new slave by his little leash and told his toy to walk like a dog before leading the way to his breaking room. Above all else the blond had to have his slave’s love what he did to them, because his clients would be doing much the same at a later time.
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The director called a cut and declared the scene a go. "Alright; take a break everyone; we'll continue once the next set is up."
Itachi stood up and donned his robe once more; not wanting eyes on him as he moved around the room; especially those of his manager. He made his way to the refreshment table to grab himself a water bottle before going on to the next scene.
Sasuke saw his brother approach and scrambled to the left where there was a curtain hanging from the ceiling. That was too close.
Naruto sighed and strutted over to the table behind Itachi, eyeing the man’s rear end as he approached. "I'm looking forward to our scene together. I'm sure it will be quite fun for both of us." The blond didn’t smile as he looked down the heavily laden table for something that wasn't coated in sugar or soaked in fat. He had to keep his body just the way it was or his career would suffer.
Itachi smiled at the blond. "I'm looking forward to it too. You know; I was a bit surprised at seeing you here. How old are you anyway?"
"Oh, me? I'm 18. Just started working here a couple of months ago. How about you?"
"I'm nineteen." was all the raven said in regards to his age. He was not about to disclose other information about his beginnings as a porn star.
"Alright everyone; let's continue!" The director announced the completion of the next set which was a very accurate setting of a BDSM training room.
In the middle, a few chains were attached to the ceiling where Itachi would eventually be by the end of the shoot and off along the walls were different areas where slaves could be brought to be trained in different fields of work. "Alright; Itachi I need you over here." The director pointed to the entrance of the room where Naruto was going to be bringing him into from off stage. "Kyuubi, you'll be holding his leash much the same way as you were earlier and you'll bring him over there." The man pointed to a contraption that held one's feet in place as the person was bent over a support. Their wrists would be secured as well in front of their feet. This in effect would make the ass protrude outwards; perfect for whipping or just plain spanking; whichever that particular Master was in to.
Itachi smirked and winked at Naruto before he made his way over to the designated spot by the 'entrance' to the room. He shed his robe once more before kneeling down into his previous position.
Naruto smiled and took the little chain that was passing for Itachi's leash. He knew just what to do. During the brief wait for Itachi to get into position, people from the costume department had attached a flogger to the back of the straps that had mystified him earlier. It would take just a little effort to reach back and grab the handle for the shoot. "I always loved giving people spankings." He said just loud enough for Itachi to hear.
The raven shivered a bit at that statement and couldn’t help but get a bit more excited about his scene.
The director yelled 'action' and the scene started once more.
Sasuke perked up at the word and started to watch; not noticing the lurking eyes watching him from the shadows.
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The black haired slave crawled forward with the pull of the chain and stayed silent like he was supposed to.
The blond man trotted his new acquisition to the spanker rig and stopped to look at his new slave. Time to see how this one had been trained originally. Naruto pointed at the spanker frame and barked a terse order just to prove his suspicions. "Assume the position."
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Meanwhile Itachi’s manager had just caught sight of his elusive prey. He was perversely glad to see that the boy had escaped that white haired buffoon he'd been with earlier.
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The kneeling slave hesitated before he looked at the contraption then back to his Master's feet. "I'm sorry Master; I've never..." he didn't continue as he radiated pity and sorrow from his every fiber and bowed low.”I'm sorry I disappointed you."
The blond frowned for a moment, and then patted his new toy’s head. "No matter, I’ll just have to teach you. Come here."
The blond Dom picked the raven up from the floor and turned him to face the squat support before nudging his willing slave into position to strap his ankles in place. In short order the blue eyed man had his plaything bent over with his wrists locked in place a couple of inches in front of his ankles. That was a nice ass.
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Itachi felt so vulnerable in this position. But for some reason; he didn't mind Naruto being the one behind him. He couldn't really place it; but he sort of felt an instant connection with the slightly younger man. He knew it was clichéd and lame, but it was true.
He stayed still and waited for the next part. He hadn't been told what to expect after this point. So everything from this moment on would be a surprise and he figured it made sense; the less he knew; the more realistic the reactions.
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Sasuke's eyes became wide as he saw his brother bent over like he was. Damn; what a nice position. He'd have to ask Itachi to show him how to hold his ass out like that when they got home…
Naruto ran his fingers over the back of Itachi's hips and reached behind him for the flogger just like the script said and fumbled a bit trying to get the short handle form the rig on his back. What the hell?
Without letting his irritation show on his face Naruto managed to get the black device form his back with mixed results. He had the flogger to be sure but now his silk shirt was missing a button and had skewed to the side revealing more of his chest than it had before.
"CUT!!!" the director yelled in exasperation. "Someone get Kyuubi a new shirt and next time someone take the time to show him how to use his props!" He sat back in his chair, rubbing his forehead and waiting for the tasks to be done.
Sasuke stared at the tan skin that had been exposed. Damn... he really needed to get his brother and this guy together again; they would no doubt have awesome sex and he wanted to watch!
Orochimaru glided across the set like a ghost on his way to his little raven haired friend’s hiding place. With everyone distracted getting Kyuubi ready, no one would notice him being away for five or ten minutes.
Naruto stood his ground while the director’s minions scurried about getting him a new shirt and either babbling inanely or apologizing for this obvious oversight when the blond noticed the same techie that had gotten the damned straps on him in the first place.
The woman hurried up to the blond man and handed him a new shirt. "Here you are. Sorry about that again... That prop just seems to be giving you all kind s of problems." she said with a light laugh.
Itachi was unlocked thankfully and decided to occupy himself with staring at the exposed chest and abdomen of the blond sex god... he really was just too hot.
Naruto took the new shirt and slithered into it with the ease of long practice. Costume changes were nothing new to Naruto, what with being the top star in his performing arts high school since he was a freshman. Costume malfunctions weren’t either if they were of the mundane variety. "Now how do I get my shit form it without shredding the shirt?"
Orochimaru smiled evilly. He was just ten feet from his prize now with not one pair of eyes looking his way. This was almost too easy.
The woman explained the way in which the flogger was supposed to be removed and made it look effortless. "And that's all there is to it." She said. "Oh; excuse me; I'm needed somewhere else." she said quickly as she hurried away.
Sasuke felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end; someone was close to him. He didn't like the feeling at all. Nevertheless; he turned around only to see a pair of yellow cat like eyes and a creepy ass smile. To say he almost crapped himself was an understatement.
Itachi was disappointed to see the golden skin of Naruto be covered up once more. He decided to take a water break while he had the chance. He made his way to the man he entrusted with his water bottle and took a few sips from it. He looked over his script; the parts that were available to him; so he was ready once the sex scene was over.
Orochimaru was finally within arm’s reach of the beautiful boy in front of him. He wouldn’t touch him yet; it was a bit too soon for that. Maybe just a few words to ease his way in. "Hello. Do you like what you see out there?"
The cat eyed man crouched so he’d be at Sasuke's level and felt his cock start to react at being so close to someone in the age range he preferred.
Sasuke unconsciously moved away a bit. This was the guy that Itachi warned him about. He couldn't talk to him or he'd be sent to Uncle Madara's. There was no way he was going there. Plus; he really didn’t want to talk to him either way. "It’s Ok." he said shortly as he moved away further and headed for the door before the guy could get a grasp on him.
As he made his way to the door; he wasn't watching where he was going and ran head first into a solid figure. Looking up; he saw a pissed off Jiraiya glaring down at him. He was probably happier to see the old man than he would ever admit in his life. "Please keep me away from that freak." he said quietly to Jiraiya as he gestured to Orochimaru who was now on the other side of the room; like nothing had ever happened. "He was like two inches away from me and it was creepy; plus my brother said that I would be sent to my Uncle Madara's forever if I talked to him. I DON'T WANT TO STAY WITH MY UNCLE MADARA. HE'S A WORSE PERVERT THAN YOU!" The last part wasn't yelled per say; but rather spoken in a very harsh whisper. He was supposed to not be in the room after all.
Jiraiya kept one hand behind his back with a pair of fuzzy black handcuffs clutched between his fingers. This little brat, who was now playing the pitiful card, had duped him into not paying attention to his charge. What's more that girl hadn't even been hurt and had hit the white haired man for his troubles. Damn broken heels made girls stumble like they'd broken an ankle or something.
After that sweet little incident, Kyuubi's manager had spent most of his time frantically searching the immediate area for Sasuke before he remembered that the black haired brat had kept insisting on seeing his brother in action. It would have been much better to have remembered that little detail first. "You're related to Madara? He's one of the best producers in the area."
Sasuke's eyes got impossibly wide again at that news. "Damn it! What the hell; are all of my family in the porn industry!?"
Itachi turned his head at the shout and knew instantly who it was. He thought Jiraiya would be more reliable than that. He donned a robe and stormed across the room to where his little brother was yelling at the older white haired man. "You're not supposed to be in here." he looked up at Jiraiya. "I told you it was hard to keep an eye on him."
"No shit. You wouldn’t mind too terribly if I just cuffed the brat to a table and left him there would you?"
Jiraiya shifted his weight to keep Sasuke from running out the door and to keep a good eye on his pasty co-worker across the room form the two black haired people. Chasing after Sasuke had really given him an appetite.
Itachi sighed and glared down at Sasuke. "I want you to stay with Jiraiya from now on. You can stay in here; but stay with him." What was the point anyway? The kid had already seen him partially naked and in a very compromising position already.
Sasuke grinned and hugged his brother. "Thanks! Oh my God; you were so hot Aniki! I can't wait 'till we get home so you can show me how you do that bending over thing you did..." He was cut off by a hand covering his mouth and he squirmed... who knew where that hand had been!
Itachi sent a grateful look to Jiraiya as he made his way back onto the set. "Cuff him if you want to." he threw over his shoulder as an afterthought.
Jiraiya took out his handcuffs and snapped one around Sasuke’s wrist before fastening the other link to himself. The kid wouldn’t wander from this room now but this was more to keep Orochimaru at bay than to make the kid mind his manners.
Sasuke looked at the handcuffs... he hoped they were clean. He wasn't about to complain though if he was able to stay.
Itachi stripped off his robe once more and got onto the contraption, letting the stage crew strap him in once more. It was show time... for real this time.
TBC
CLIFFIE!!!!!!!!!
So yeah, I know… I hate Orochimaru too and I know it’s soooooo overdone to make him a pedophile and all that; but you know, it’s the right part for him, I mean it’s practically canon (his mentality toward little boys)
Anyway… review please XD
Note: So just to let everyone know; the scenes in between that are like a different fic is the film being done… the transition line will indicate when something outside the movie is happening…
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The blond Dom surveyed his harem of men and women, all of whom looked at his feet in adoration while he assigned them to their temporary Masters for the day. Most of his women would be unavailable for the entire day while the men would likely have a few Mistresses each. He loved being able to make a profit from his trained slaves.
When the majority of his harem had been lead out to meet their fates, a tall burly man wearing black leather pants and a tight fitting shirt across a bodybuilder’s chest brought a new purchase in on a short leash.
The raven haired slave crawled on his hands and knees being led by his previous owner. He didn't look at his new Master for he was a well trained sub and knew not to look at the person who was to own you. He was brought directly in front of the blond Dom for inspection and sat quietly on his knees in the correct position of his stature.
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Sasuke opened the door slightly and peeked in; good it hadn't gotten too far into it. He inched his way into the room and tried to stay hidden as he made his way over to the refreshments table that he saw earlier. Maybe he could hide under there and watch.
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The as yet nameless Dom walked a slow circle around his new plaything with a short riding crop in hand. This one was at least partially trained which was both good and bad at the same time. A trained slave would fetch a better price but sometimes there were little traits, if you could call them that; that went hand in hand with a Dom’s teaching style. Some of these habits would be hard to break depending on how ingrained they were. "A good little slave; proper position, good posture, young to boot; quite a catch."
The blond looked at the man in the strained black shirt and waved a hand in dismissal. It was time to see how good this purchase was before he even thought about sharing it with others.
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Sasuke saw both Naruto and his brother on the set, along with a few other men and women dressed similar to Itachi. His brother looked so hot in his tiny silk thong and collar. He wondered at these feelings of desire for a split second but dismissed them as he continued to watch.
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The darkly clad Dom took his new slave by his little leash and told his toy to walk like a dog before leading the way to his breaking room. Above all else the blond had to have his slave’s love what he did to them, because his clients would be doing much the same at a later time.
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The director called a cut and declared the scene a go. "Alright; take a break everyone; we'll continue once the next set is up."
Itachi stood up and donned his robe once more; not wanting eyes on him as he moved around the room; especially those of his manager. He made his way to the refreshment table to grab himself a water bottle before going on to the next scene.
Sasuke saw his brother approach and scrambled to the left where there was a curtain hanging from the ceiling. That was too close.
Naruto sighed and strutted over to the table behind Itachi, eyeing the man’s rear end as he approached. "I'm looking forward to our scene together. I'm sure it will be quite fun for both of us." The blond didn’t smile as he looked down the heavily laden table for something that wasn't coated in sugar or soaked in fat. He had to keep his body just the way it was or his career would suffer.
Itachi smiled at the blond. "I'm looking forward to it too. You know; I was a bit surprised at seeing you here. How old are you anyway?"
"Oh, me? I'm 18. Just started working here a couple of months ago. How about you?"
"I'm nineteen." was all the raven said in regards to his age. He was not about to disclose other information about his beginnings as a porn star.
"Alright everyone; let's continue!" The director announced the completion of the next set which was a very accurate setting of a BDSM training room.
In the middle, a few chains were attached to the ceiling where Itachi would eventually be by the end of the shoot and off along the walls were different areas where slaves could be brought to be trained in different fields of work. "Alright; Itachi I need you over here." The director pointed to the entrance of the room where Naruto was going to be bringing him into from off stage. "Kyuubi, you'll be holding his leash much the same way as you were earlier and you'll bring him over there." The man pointed to a contraption that held one's feet in place as the person was bent over a support. Their wrists would be secured as well in front of their feet. This in effect would make the ass protrude outwards; perfect for whipping or just plain spanking; whichever that particular Master was in to.
Itachi smirked and winked at Naruto before he made his way over to the designated spot by the 'entrance' to the room. He shed his robe once more before kneeling down into his previous position.
Naruto smiled and took the little chain that was passing for Itachi's leash. He knew just what to do. During the brief wait for Itachi to get into position, people from the costume department had attached a flogger to the back of the straps that had mystified him earlier. It would take just a little effort to reach back and grab the handle for the shoot. "I always loved giving people spankings." He said just loud enough for Itachi to hear.
The raven shivered a bit at that statement and couldn’t help but get a bit more excited about his scene.
The director yelled 'action' and the scene started once more.
Sasuke perked up at the word and started to watch; not noticing the lurking eyes watching him from the shadows.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The black haired slave crawled forward with the pull of the chain and stayed silent like he was supposed to.
The blond man trotted his new acquisition to the spanker rig and stopped to look at his new slave. Time to see how this one had been trained originally. Naruto pointed at the spanker frame and barked a terse order just to prove his suspicions. "Assume the position."
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Meanwhile Itachi’s manager had just caught sight of his elusive prey. He was perversely glad to see that the boy had escaped that white haired buffoon he'd been with earlier.
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The kneeling slave hesitated before he looked at the contraption then back to his Master's feet. "I'm sorry Master; I've never..." he didn't continue as he radiated pity and sorrow from his every fiber and bowed low.”I'm sorry I disappointed you."
The blond frowned for a moment, and then patted his new toy’s head. "No matter, I’ll just have to teach you. Come here."
The blond Dom picked the raven up from the floor and turned him to face the squat support before nudging his willing slave into position to strap his ankles in place. In short order the blue eyed man had his plaything bent over with his wrists locked in place a couple of inches in front of his ankles. That was a nice ass.
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Itachi felt so vulnerable in this position. But for some reason; he didn't mind Naruto being the one behind him. He couldn't really place it; but he sort of felt an instant connection with the slightly younger man. He knew it was clichéd and lame, but it was true.
He stayed still and waited for the next part. He hadn't been told what to expect after this point. So everything from this moment on would be a surprise and he figured it made sense; the less he knew; the more realistic the reactions.
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Sasuke's eyes became wide as he saw his brother bent over like he was. Damn; what a nice position. He'd have to ask Itachi to show him how to hold his ass out like that when they got home…
Naruto ran his fingers over the back of Itachi's hips and reached behind him for the flogger just like the script said and fumbled a bit trying to get the short handle form the rig on his back. What the hell?
Without letting his irritation show on his face Naruto managed to get the black device form his back with mixed results. He had the flogger to be sure but now his silk shirt was missing a button and had skewed to the side revealing more of his chest than it had before.
"CUT!!!" the director yelled in exasperation. "Someone get Kyuubi a new shirt and next time someone take the time to show him how to use his props!" He sat back in his chair, rubbing his forehead and waiting for the tasks to be done.
Sasuke stared at the tan skin that had been exposed. Damn... he really needed to get his brother and this guy together again; they would no doubt have awesome sex and he wanted to watch!
Orochimaru glided across the set like a ghost on his way to his little raven haired friend’s hiding place. With everyone distracted getting Kyuubi ready, no one would notice him being away for five or ten minutes.
Naruto stood his ground while the director’s minions scurried about getting him a new shirt and either babbling inanely or apologizing for this obvious oversight when the blond noticed the same techie that had gotten the damned straps on him in the first place.
The woman hurried up to the blond man and handed him a new shirt. "Here you are. Sorry about that again... That prop just seems to be giving you all kind s of problems." she said with a light laugh.
Itachi was unlocked thankfully and decided to occupy himself with staring at the exposed chest and abdomen of the blond sex god... he really was just too hot.
Naruto took the new shirt and slithered into it with the ease of long practice. Costume changes were nothing new to Naruto, what with being the top star in his performing arts high school since he was a freshman. Costume malfunctions weren’t either if they were of the mundane variety. "Now how do I get my shit form it without shredding the shirt?"
Orochimaru smiled evilly. He was just ten feet from his prize now with not one pair of eyes looking his way. This was almost too easy.
The woman explained the way in which the flogger was supposed to be removed and made it look effortless. "And that's all there is to it." She said. "Oh; excuse me; I'm needed somewhere else." she said quickly as she hurried away.
Sasuke felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end; someone was close to him. He didn't like the feeling at all. Nevertheless; he turned around only to see a pair of yellow cat like eyes and a creepy ass smile. To say he almost crapped himself was an understatement.
Itachi was disappointed to see the golden skin of Naruto be covered up once more. He decided to take a water break while he had the chance. He made his way to the man he entrusted with his water bottle and took a few sips from it. He looked over his script; the parts that were available to him; so he was ready once the sex scene was over.
Orochimaru was finally within arm’s reach of the beautiful boy in front of him. He wouldn’t touch him yet; it was a bit too soon for that. Maybe just a few words to ease his way in. "Hello. Do you like what you see out there?"
The cat eyed man crouched so he’d be at Sasuke's level and felt his cock start to react at being so close to someone in the age range he preferred.
Sasuke unconsciously moved away a bit. This was the guy that Itachi warned him about. He couldn't talk to him or he'd be sent to Uncle Madara's. There was no way he was going there. Plus; he really didn’t want to talk to him either way. "It’s Ok." he said shortly as he moved away further and headed for the door before the guy could get a grasp on him.
As he made his way to the door; he wasn't watching where he was going and ran head first into a solid figure. Looking up; he saw a pissed off Jiraiya glaring down at him. He was probably happier to see the old man than he would ever admit in his life. "Please keep me away from that freak." he said quietly to Jiraiya as he gestured to Orochimaru who was now on the other side of the room; like nothing had ever happened. "He was like two inches away from me and it was creepy; plus my brother said that I would be sent to my Uncle Madara's forever if I talked to him. I DON'T WANT TO STAY WITH MY UNCLE MADARA. HE'S A WORSE PERVERT THAN YOU!" The last part wasn't yelled per say; but rather spoken in a very harsh whisper. He was supposed to not be in the room after all.
Jiraiya kept one hand behind his back with a pair of fuzzy black handcuffs clutched between his fingers. This little brat, who was now playing the pitiful card, had duped him into not paying attention to his charge. What's more that girl hadn't even been hurt and had hit the white haired man for his troubles. Damn broken heels made girls stumble like they'd broken an ankle or something.
After that sweet little incident, Kyuubi's manager had spent most of his time frantically searching the immediate area for Sasuke before he remembered that the black haired brat had kept insisting on seeing his brother in action. It would have been much better to have remembered that little detail first. "You're related to Madara? He's one of the best producers in the area."
Sasuke's eyes got impossibly wide again at that news. "Damn it! What the hell; are all of my family in the porn industry!?"
Itachi turned his head at the shout and knew instantly who it was. He thought Jiraiya would be more reliable than that. He donned a robe and stormed across the room to where his little brother was yelling at the older white haired man. "You're not supposed to be in here." he looked up at Jiraiya. "I told you it was hard to keep an eye on him."
"No shit. You wouldn’t mind too terribly if I just cuffed the brat to a table and left him there would you?"
Jiraiya shifted his weight to keep Sasuke from running out the door and to keep a good eye on his pasty co-worker across the room form the two black haired people. Chasing after Sasuke had really given him an appetite.
Itachi sighed and glared down at Sasuke. "I want you to stay with Jiraiya from now on. You can stay in here; but stay with him." What was the point anyway? The kid had already seen him partially naked and in a very compromising position already.
Sasuke grinned and hugged his brother. "Thanks! Oh my God; you were so hot Aniki! I can't wait 'till we get home so you can show me how you do that bending over thing you did..." He was cut off by a hand covering his mouth and he squirmed... who knew where that hand had been!
Itachi sent a grateful look to Jiraiya as he made his way back onto the set. "Cuff him if you want to." he threw over his shoulder as an afterthought.
Jiraiya took out his handcuffs and snapped one around Sasuke’s wrist before fastening the other link to himself. The kid wouldn’t wander from this room now but this was more to keep Orochimaru at bay than to make the kid mind his manners.
Sasuke looked at the handcuffs... he hoped they were clean. He wasn't about to complain though if he was able to stay.
Itachi stripped off his robe once more and got onto the contraption, letting the stage crew strap him in once more. It was show time... for real this time.
TBC
CLIFFIE!!!!!!!!!
So yeah, I know… I hate Orochimaru too and I know it’s soooooo overdone to make him a pedophile and all that; but you know, it’s the right part for him, I mean it’s practically canon (his mentality toward little boys)
Anyway… review please XD