Everybody Loves Sasuke

Week 1 - Saturday

Sasuke was sore, tired and feeling slightly disgusted (I mean, he did have sex with Lee). He crawled out of bed, into the bathroom and decided he needed yet another shower... to wash the feeling of Lee out of his skin. This was becoming a compulsion, a desperate attempt to cleanse himself. He poured a large amount of soap over himself, scrubbing the skin viciously, even scratching at it to try and feel cleaner. Once he was out and dry, he realized that it had done no good at all. He tore the violated sheets off, bundled them up and threw them across the room. They landed with a decidedly unsatisfying rustle. He pulled on some clean clothes and debated whether his sheets should be washed or destroyed.

He felt like killing this next bastard to try and fuck him. He was mentally daring the next candidate to be some big, arrogant brute that he could slaughter to make himself feel better. The name on the list was familiar in a vague way, like he'd overheard it somewhere. Zabuza... Zabuza... it struck him as something he should know. He let the feeling pass and began sharpening a kunai just for something to do. There was a heavy knock on the door. He looked up, and there was another knock, and he was sure whoever was on the other side was big.

"Just a minute!" Sasuke called. He'd let this Zabuza wait, just long enough to get himself mentally prepared. He would treat this one like an enemy right off the bat. He approached the door slowly, but just then it swung open. His candidate had just dislodged the lock mechanism from the door with a blow from the hilt of a sword. A BIG sword... Sasuke backed up and grabbed for some loose weaponry. ( Little known fact: Most ninjas have tons of weaponry stashed throughout their homes, in case of intruders or kinky sex. ) Zabuza looked him up and down, over a nose and mouth covered with bandages,

"Somehow, I was expecting more...", he remarked, his voice giving evidence of a hidden smirk. Sasuke was a little short on witty banter at the moment, so all he could manage was-

"What the hell did you that for?" He was referring to the door. Zabuza looked behind him briefly,

"I'm not a very patient person." Sasuke blinked. This guy was blunt, sledgehammer blunt... and that pissed him off. With glare, he whipped a fistful of shuriken, which were expertly deflected with the slightest shift of the sword. "Heh. I'm used to much faster than the likes of you." Of course, if Sasuke had taken a moment to collect his thoughts like a good shinobi, he would have realized that it was his hot head that made him ineffective. Zabuza laughed, not even bothering to prepare himself for the next attack. Sasuke lunged at him, which Zabuza swiftly countered with a punch directly to Sasuke's stomach. Sasuke doubled over, stumbled forward and was driven to the floor with a heavily planted foot. Temporarily winded, he lay there, doing his best to breathe. The foot between his shoulder blades twisted, as though crushing an insect, "What the hell kind of way is that to treat a guest? Get up and... make some food or something." This was punctuated with a none-too-gentle kick to his thigh, but at least the weight of the foot was gone. Sasuke rolled onto his back and watched the towering intruder wedge his blade into the floor boards, next to the couch, before taking a seat.

Sasuke knew he didn't have much food left in the kitchen. He hadn't been shopping in a week. He did, however, have some tea in one of the cupboards. He got up slowly, under the watchful eyes of Zabuza and went into the kitchen. He put a kettle on to boil, and began considering his options-

Option One : Fight Zabuza. This choice was no good. It was obvious he was out of his league here, even if he managed to surprise him somehow. Most likely outcome- he'd wear himself out, get beaten soundly, and then probably ass-raped.

Option Two : Go along with playing 'host'. Less tiring than fighting, but even higher chance of ass-rape than Option One.

Option Three : Flee the apartment. Possible, assuming that he could get through the kitchen window before Zabuza caught him. Unfortunately, his pride kept him from this. If he got away, there was high chance he'd have to deal with Kakashi, Naruto, Lee, or some combination of the three.

Option Four : Incapacitate Zabuza. Slipping something in his tea would be perfect, except the most useful substances were in the medicine cabinet in the bathroom. He'd have to go back through the living room. There was no way he'd be able to get them without seeming suspicious. Perhaps he had some cleaner under the sink that might...

Just as Sasuke emerged from his plotting to check under his sink, Zabuza stalked into the room.

"You're making tea? Fuck that, it takes too long." Sasuke was startled as Zabuza shoved him aside, removed the kettle from the burner and proceeded to check the fridge. "Why the hell is there no food in here?"

"Hey, get out of there!" Sasuke snapped.

"Excuse me, what did you say?" Zabuza picked him up by the front of his shirt.

"Uh...help yourself?"

"That's what I thought." He dropped Sasuke. Leaving the fridge wide open, he started flipping open the cupboards roughly. He grunted disapprovingly at the contents he found. Sasuke sat on the kitchen tile, unsure of how to deal with this guy. After determining there was nothing he wanted in the cupboards, Zabuza turned to Sasuke. With the same attitude he had displayed to the cupboards, he reached down and slipped a hand under Sasuke's shirt.

"Aa- wait! Don't touch-"

"You said 'help yourself' didn't you?" Zabuza growled.

"This is not what I-" He writhed as one hand got a good feel of his torso while the other firmly secured a place around his windpipe. Sasuke stopped talking out of the unspoken but very obvious threat of suffocation. The rough fingertips wandered over his nipples.

"Hmm. Such a good look... maybe this won't be a waste of time." Sasuke looked up and noticed that Zabuza wasn't focused on his torso at all, but his face. Sasuke turned his head away as much as he could, not wanting to give Zabuza the satisfaction. Of course this only encouraged further exploration. The wandering hand left his shirt and slipped down the back of his pants, testing the flesh of his backside with a squeeze. Acting on reflex, one unrestrained hand flew at Zabuza's face. It struck with little effect, except causing the fingers at his throat to tighten mercilessly. He felt himself being forced down to the tile. It was cold against the small of his back where his shirt was still lifted. After a few tense moments, the grip loosened as Zabuza spoke,

"Try something like that again and I'll kill you." This was not a threat but a simple statement. Zabuza then continued with Sasuke's lower half, tugging his waistband to his knees. Just as his hand slipped down between Sasuke's thighs, there a knock on the door. The door that no longer had a lock on it...

"Sasuke, are you in there? Hey, what happened to the-" It was Lee. Sasuke panicked... he had to make something up, fast.

"STAY OUT! I'M CHANGING THE LOCK!" Zabuza was fairly stunned by the outburst from his captive.

Lee hadn't walked into the apartment, thankfully, but Sasuke grimaced as he heard his 'suitor' called out again,

"Sasuke, please accept my apology! Gai-sensei said I might have been far too hasty yesterday, so I thought I'd come back and-" Sasuke half-wished Zabuza would finish him off after this... just so he'd never have to face the neighbours who were now getting a loud, fairly detailed description of Lee's new ideas for sexual positions.

"-I'm not sure if you can put your legs behind your head, but it should still work if you can't! And there's flavoured stuff if you're into-"

"Oh god... SHUT THE FUCK UP, LEE, AND GO THE HELL AWAY!" Sasuke hollered. Zabuza snickered behind his face wrappings. This was getting good.

Lee shouted with renewed vigor. "But Sasuke!~ I brought a bouquet of-"

"GO AWAY!" Sasuke screamed as loud as he could, hoping Lee could detect the ever-so-subtle trace of anger in his voice. At first, he thought it worked... the footsteps he heard were leaving.

"If you'd just open the door-!" Lee had left the door... but now it sounded like he had moved to outside the kitchen window- oh fuck no.

"LEAVE!" Sasuke silently hoped Lee wasn't trying to look in. It was bad enough he'd see Sasuke sprawled half-naked on the kitchen floor, but there was no knowing what Zabuza might do to Lee.

"Alright then! I left the bouquet outside for you!" It went quiet after that.

"Your boyfriend sure is determined." Zabuza commented. He had stood briefly and peered outside to get a quick look at the retreating figure of Lee before he turned the corner. Sasuke took this absence of Zabuza's grip to sit upright again.

"He is NOT my boyfriend!" He snarled fiercely. This was probably the angriest look Zabuza had gotten yet and that meant... he just hit a nerve. The bigger man dropped to his knees and pinned Sasuke's torso against his own with one arm.

"Ex-boyfriend then," He hissed into the Uchiha's ear, "Let me guess... you broke it off because of the bowl-cut?" Sasuke grit his teeth. He was going to say something else but at that moment Zabuza began pulling his pants off completely. Sasuke thrashed as much as he could, but it was no use.

"No, I- please!" He blurted. This wasn't even a matter of pride anymore... Sasuke just didn't think his behind could take anymore abuse.

"Hm..." Zabuza's eyes narrowed menacingly, "I'll make you a deal, then. You're going to suck me off. If you do a good job, I'll leave your ass alone." Sasuke throat tightened involuntarily at the thought. Zabuza released him and opened the front of his pants to proudly display his manhood. He moved off his knees to sit down, his legs spread and cock upright and waiting. Sasuke reluctantly moved forward on his hands and knees until he was positioned between the man's long legs.

"What are you waiting for?" Sasuke slowly lowered his lips to the large shaft, desperately trying to figure out what he was going to do. How the hell had Naruto done this? He mentally slapped himself for using Naruto as an example. He opened his mouth and already knew... it wasn't all going to fit. He decided run his tongue along it at first, the texture feeling completely foreign to his mouth. Licking seemed like a good idea, but he was suddenly rewarded with a sharp tug at the back of his scalp that tilted his face up toward unapproving eyes.

"Hurry. Up." Zabuza snarled. Sasuke had almost forgotten that Zabuza had zero patience, which gave him no time to figure out how to do this right. So the young ninja decided to just do it... and hope for the best (for his ass's sake). He took the head in his mouth rubbed his tongue against it. From there he tried to slide down as far as could, but as it hit the back of his throat he stopped and tried to adjust himself. The hand on the back of his skull attempted to force him further along none-too-gently. Sasuke choked, making terribly unattractive hacking noises and to top things off... his teeth scraped against Zabuza length as he finally pulled back. Not surprisingly, Zabuza immediately struck him, knocking him sideways.

"Hmph, somebody oughta teach you to do that right..." Zabuza pushed his face into the floor but kept the young ninja's exposed backside up. Sasuke reached and tried to grab hold of something but the bare tile provided nothing. "...and I might know just the right teacher for you." He dampened two fingers in his mouth and inserted them. Sasuke shuddered, fists clenched. He could feel taller men looming over him.

"But first, you'll have to make up for your complete failure." Zabuza wiggled his fingers a few times and then snuck in a third.

"Ggh..." Sasuke let out a sob, then a sharp intake as a finger brushed against that sweet spot he was growing quite familiar with. A few more times that hand moved in and out before the impatient man roughly sheathed himself in the Uchiha. Sasuke wept as he was pulled down onto the length and then... further. Zabuza had sat himself down again and Sasuke was now straddling him, naked thighs shaking against Zabuza's fully-clothed. Two large hands grabbed Sasuke's hips and lifted him upwards until he was almost off, then brought him down to about half-way.

"Move. Now." This gruff order was obeyed as best as Sasuke could, willing his legs to support him as he began to urge his hips into a repetitive motion. He stared at the open refrigerator in front of him, not really seeing it at all. Soon though, he found just the right movement, striking his prostate rhythmically. As he gained momentum, Zabuza's hand crept in front him, grasping his unattended member.

"Faster." Zabuza coaxed. Sasuke mouth opened, releasing some unintelligible noise in response to the firm, steady strokes of that broad hand.

"D-don...don't..."

"Don't... what?" He stopped pumping the youth's length just long enough to get an answer-

"Gaah...Don't stop!" Sasuke wasn't thinking clearly anymore. There was something about this, about being fucked by someone whose face he couldn't see. His mind turned Zabuza into something, no someone else. He was almost like Kakashi behind that mask but so rough, so...

"Move..nnnn...Move faster..." Zabuza demanded. Sasuke didn't think it was possible, his body was about to give out... and yet he somehow managed it for just a bit more.

"Aah! Zabu...aaah!" Sasuke released into Zabuza's hand as he slid downwards one last time. Zabuza came too, as Sasuke's muscles tightened around him. Zabuza pulled out, letting the Uchiha's body relax while he shifted slightly to lean back against the leg of the kitchen table.

Sasuke lay prostrate on the tile, feeling his skin stick to it's smooth surface with his own fluids. He pressed one flushed cheek against the cold floor. He took a few minutes before he tried to get up. He sat up slowly, turning around to try and see Zabuza. Unfortunately Sasuke didn't even have time to blink before three needles shot into his neck. He flopped backwards and Zabuza made no attempt to catch him. He looked up calmly and saw his slender accomplice standing with a over-sized bundle of sunflowers in one arm.

"These were outside the door." He stated as he set them on the counter closest to him.

"Ah Haku, you're back. I hope you bought groceries."

"What? He doesn't have any?" Haku raised his eyebrows.

"Nothing." Zabuza gestured towards the cabinets and still-open fridge. Haku stepped around Sasuke and closed the refrigerator.

"Well... I'm going to have clean all this up before I can cook anything." Haku stated pointedly.

"Ah, right." Zabuza lifted Sasuke's limp body off the floor as Haku headed for the door. With a cheery wave he added-

"Be careful with him, any deeper and those needles might kill him?"

~Greater Evil says: MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE! Fuck, it's been a long time since I posted. Hopefully this is good enough for you to forgive me... and I TOLD you Lee would be back, L.E. XD

Sasuke- My ass... T__T

G.E.- You liked it. <3