Devil's Own

Hiyaa! Minna-san!
Ogenki desu ka? Sorry, it took long to update, I've been VERY VERY busy doing things here and there, I couldn't find time to type...
Anyway, Part VIII is up!


Devil’s Own

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Part VIII
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Disclaimers: Disclaimers: Standard disclaimers applied. Naruto and all its characters belong to their rightful owners. This story is written for the sole purpose of entertainment only. So, please don’t sue me.


One late afternoon, Neji fetch and brought him to Tokyo. Sasuke didn’t mention to him he was leaving the next morning and would be gone for couple of weeks, but then he never told him anything.

They walked the long corridor and stopped in front of a large oak door. Naruto was not prepared to find a certain person in Sasuke’s office. From the look in his eyes, Itachi was surprised to see him too. The older Uchiha nodded politely in greeting, casting a withering glance at his younger brother, sat down again. Before either of them got their equilibrium, their drinks arrived; wine for the Uchihas and fruit juice for the blonde.

As they began drinking, the tension hung heavily on the cold air seemed to increase. Naruto could feel Sasuke’s eyes surveying his reaction to Itachi and the oldest male’s glances in his general area. He stared at his drink; head bowed avoiding the both of them.

The brothers gradually resumed their conversation. Naruto learned that the younger Uchiha would go to attend a ‘business’ affair. After a while, Itachi was relaxed and managed to draw the blonde teen into their conversation and put him at ease.

Sasuke excused himself, saying that he had some work to attend to and would be back shortly. There was a long awkward silence after the younger male had left. Finally, Itachi broke the ice, “I think Sasuke is scared to leave us alone again,” he said.

“He has nothing to fear,” he answered without looking up.

Before Naruto could pull his hand away, Itachi reached across the coffee table between them and grasped his hand firmly. His free hand lifting his head, “Look at me, Naruto,” he said gently.

He raised his blue eyes to find the calming coal eyes, alluring as ever, although they no longer churned his stomach with great appreciation.

“I still would like us to be friends, Naruto. I should have never tried to have my way with you that night, but you must realize that you are a very charming creature.”

“No, Itachi-san, it was my fault. I filled my head with fairy tales and disregarded reality because I wanted you to take me away from here. I’ also sorry for the things I said you the following day.”

In spite of all the dreadful things he thought about him, he realized he was not despicable. In spite of himself, he smiled at him. “Do you think of me a stupid child?”

“Of course not, you are brilliant and charming and quite handful,” Itachi chuckled. “Sasuke was very angry with you, wasn’t he? I think his pride kept him from saying too much to me.”

Naruto surprised himself by laughing. “Yes, I think everyone in the entire universe heard the story and knows of my punishment.”

“If he didn’t care about you, Naruto,” the older male said seriously. “The thought of you with me wouldn’t have driven him to drastic measures.”

They smiled at each other for a moment then the older Uchiha dropped his hand, “If otouto returns and finds us holding hands, he’ll go ballistic and shoot me,” he joked.

“Unfortunately, he’ll probably shoot me.” The blonde answered scowling.

“He has a temper alright. Sasuke is hard sometimes but give a chance.”

Sasuke returned after the older Uchiha left and stared at him for what seemed like an eternity. He poured himself a glass of wine and him a fruit juice but remained standing in intimidate manner beside him. “What really happened between you and my brother?” he asked.

Naruto was suddenly apprehensive, he knew for certain that the session of endless taunting was about to begin, “Whatever told happened, happened,” he replied in a low voice.

Sasuke looked at him with barely contained anger, lips pressed into thin lines. “What he told me was a lie. Now, I want the truth from you, no matter what it is.”

His heart stopped as he wondered how to answer him. Fear slowly swallowing him as he looked helplessly around the room.

“Did you sleep with him?” The dark haired male demanded.

The blonde sipped his juice before he answered, “No. it didn’t go that far.”

“But it came close,” Sasuke said knowingly. “What stopped him?”

His voice faltered, “I mention that I expected him to take me away from here.” There was a moment of silence, reliving the disappointment he felt that night, and he continued, “Of course, he had no intentions of doing, so I ran away.” He continued looking down clutching the glass in his hands as he waited for the Oyabun to hit him.

Instead, the older male laughed loudly as he slumped into the couch across him. “What’s so funny?” the blonde asked incredulously.

“I can see it now. My brother was expecting to hump you like a dog in heat and you were talking about love and some fairy tales. I wish I could have been there!” Sasuke laughed.

Naruto turned beet red, first with humiliation then to indignation. Was it a ridiculous thing that someone might love him?

“Why are you so cold? Why are you a yakuza?” he asked suddenly.

The boldness of his question stunned the Oyabun for a moment but then he regained his composure and laughed. “What do you want? Some lurid story of my past? Why shouldn’t I be a yakuza? I have power and I can get anything or anyone I want. Look at you, your past molded you to the person you are now, probably to live for the future you thought open for you. Now, you are here living a life you never dreamed of and have no idea of what your future holds. Neither do I. the past is unimportant.”

“You’re wrong.” Naruto answered. “Whether we talk about it or not, we are all prisoners of our past. I was thrown into these circumstances, just as somehow you were, but my thoughts and actions are still determined by what went before. Perhaps some have warped conception of the idea of their past, others revolt against their past and some betrayed by their past. I survive because my past trained me to survive. Ero-jiisan’s library is a place to his past. Sakura-san’s hatred for me rooted somewhere in her past. The scars on your back are your past. I sit here because somewhere in your past told you to take care of me. No, Sasuke-sama, you can never escape the past and neither can I.”

Sasuke laughed softly. “Sometimes, I forget you have a brain, Dobe, but you are wrong. My past taught me the niceties there is in the books but my present has taught me nothing but cruelty, the art of taking one’s life effectively, of watching men dying, of taking delights in the corpses I made. And it all happened so suddenly.” There was a paused before he continued. “I didn’t even know why I bought you that night,” he said. “I would have preferred someone experienced but somehow you seemed so pathetic. Maybe because I pitied you but that doesn’t mean I couldn’t sell you to another amn or simply pass you around. There is nothing in your past except what I’ve taught you, so you would survive.”

“Will that be my future?” Naruto asked cautiously.

“You’d do better not to think about your future. Live in the present. It is much easier.”

“I will, Sasuke-sama,” he answered weakly as he pulled himself straight up. “May I go now?”

Suddenly the room they were in seemed to suffocate them. Chaos after chaos and turmoil after turmoil of emotions swirled around them in a never ending patterns of kaleidoscope. One wanted to flee, the other wanted to rectify what had been done, and both were scared to cross the delicate thin ice between them. One wrong move and the thin ice would shatter beneath them and would drown them to its cold oblivion. Sasuke sat there looking at the defeated blonde and before he knew he had given him his consent.

Naruto started toward the door. “Have a safe trip, Sasuke-sama,” he said. “Do you want me to get your dirty clothes when you get back or will I wait several days while you reacquainted with Sakura-san?” he didn’t mean the last remark to be sarcastic, but it did.

Anger crossed the black void. In a flash, strong arms caught him and he was roughly slammed against the wooden fixture. “I didn’t mean….” The blonde started to say as the older male pinned his wrists against the door, his whole body pressed tightly against him, his mouth cutting any words and his free hand was wandering his body. Feeling powerless to the Uchiha’s strong grip, Naruto succumbed to his will.

Soft moans escaped his lips as he leaned to the raven haired male’s surprising gentle advances. His hands were no longer pinned above his head; they were roaming Sasuke’s back. He tangled his fingers around the ebony tresses, securing the other male’s head at his neck as hot lips sucked and nipped at the tender flesh. He sighed contentedly. He could stay in this blissful torment forever. Then he heard a woman’s voice on the other side of the door and recognized it as Sakura’s.

Sasuke felt the blonde teen’s body stiffen before he heard the pink haired woman’s high pitched laughter. The sudden panic in the boy’s eyes broke the tenuous bond between them. “I want you. I’ll send her away.” He whispered hoarsely in his ear as he gently moved him to one side and opened the door.

Naruto felt like a caged animal, he was shaking and trembling all over. What was Sakura doing in here? Did Sasuke plan to humiliate him again or had he forgotten that she was coming? Without thinking, he darted out of the room, his tears blinding him.

Sasuke caught him at mid-flight and held him at arm’s length, painfully aware that his most trusted men were watching. He slipped his arm around the blonde and led him to the side of the hallway. “For Kami’s sake, Naruto. Don’t cry in here. I wont force you to stay.” He said gently, wiping away the boy’s tears with his thumbs. “Go home. I’ll send for you when I get back.” He kissed him fondly atop his golden head, watched him and Neji disappeared around a corner then returned to his office and Sakura.

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Naruto was still trembling when he found Sai waiting for him at the garden. The raven haired boy could see that he was troubled, he rushed to his side. “What’s wrong, Naruto?” the boy asked concerned.

“Sasuke-sama…” the blonde cried.

Lots of conclusions crossed Sai’s mind. None of them were good. He trusted his master and he knew he would never, ever do what he suspected he did to his blue eyed friend. But as the blonde’s cries progressed, the rock solid trust he felt for his master faltered. But still…

Anguish crept into the raven teen’s voice. “Did he hurt you? But Sasuke-sama isn’t like that. He wouldn’t…” he said unbelievingly.

Imagination ran like wildfire as his treasonous mind fed him with diabolic illusions. He interpreted the blonde’s cries as evidence to his suspicions, not bothering to investigate for the truth. False negations corrupted him like a holy man in satanic ritual.

“Let’s just forget about it, Sai,” Naruto said meekly, wiping the tears from his eyes with the sleeve of his shirt.

“B-but…I don’t understand,” he gasped. “Sasuke-sama. I can’t believe that he would, that he….” The poor boy couldn’t even finish the thought.

The blonde teen took his hand and held it tightly. “Forget about it, Sai. I don’t want to cause any trouble. I know how much you think of him.” The raven teen simply nodded. “Shouldn’t you be in Tokyo right now? You must go now. You already stayed too late.”

That night Sai was miserable. He tossed restlessly on the hard floor listening to the sounds from the other room and cursing the Uchiha for sending him here.

He remembered the giggling, moaning and shaking that came from his parent’s bed once they thought all the children were asleep. Sometimes his comrades would invite him to a brothel, he would watch them do the willing shrews, one girl tried to sway him but he was too shy and inhibited to try.

The orgy on the other room was tempting, but Sai hid, telling himself that he had to be ready to save Naruto. Caught between embarrassment of his obvious desire and disgust at his sexual experience, or lack of, he momentarily forgot about the blue eyed friend. He never had someone before and now the only one he wanted belong to his master’s arms.

The men continuously discussed what went on in one of Naruto’s stay, when a man enthusiastically told his story of waiting for the Oyabun while he could hear the grunts and cries from within Sasuke’s rooms. The men joked about their boss’s sexual prowess while Sai wanted to cry out a protest that the Uchiha hurt Naruto, that he forced him. That moment, Sai felt something for Uchiha Sasuke he had never felt before: intense jealousy bordering on hate.

He told himself that Naruto was no flesh bargainer to take pleasure at forced attention, that he was pure as a holy saint, that he was a reluctant prey of his predatory appetites. Now he lay on the hard floor and vividly visualized carnal images of the Oyabun taking pleasures at the blonde’s body. Before he could banish them, his imagination ran amock and changed the Uchiha’s image into himself.

It would be different with him. He loved Naruto. He could never send him casually from his bed or replaced him with a tramp like Sakura. He would be faithful, king and loving and Naruto would be willing. If only he could find a way to take him away from here. If only he was not a failure, incapable of killing a man or rescuing the person he cherished.

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The blonde was that he was allowed to wander around the estate’s perimeters again, he could walk to the woods and go to the compounds with more eyes watching his every move.

One afternoon, Ino accompanied him to stroll in the west side of the grand estate. “Uhmmm, Ino,” Naruto started. “I want to tell you something.”

“Hmm?”

“I’m sorry for all the terrible things I said to you, that night with Itachi-san…you were right and I was so stupid.” He said solemnly.

Ino smiled. “It’s alright. I’ve already put that behind my back, so let’s just forget about it. I realized that you were young and dreamy. It was only infatuation.”

“I’m young?” the blonde boy asked disbelievingly. “Ino, you’re just a year older than me!”

“In age, Naru-chan, but in experience I’m centuries older than you. Remember that when I give you advice in the future.”

They were approaching a clearing; a small house appeared behind a sakura tree. They continued walking until the house came into full view; it’s a small version of the Uchiha mansion, a garden with koi pond surrounded it and the whole area was surrounded by cherry blossoms trees. It would be a lovely sight came the spring season.

“Whose house is that?” he asked innocently.

Ino was startled by the question and looked at the younger teen. “Didn’t Sasuke-sama tell you?”
“Tell me what?” he asked in confusion.

Before the blonde woman could answer, a pink haired woman left a small group of nearby women and sauntered toward them. “Well, well, well, if it isn’t little Naru-chan,” Sakura taunted. “Did Sasuke allow you to go out? Maybe you’re back to laundry business. He says you do a good job of that.”

Naruto felt his face flushed but pride kept him from reacting angrily. He knew why the woman was doing it to him, she wanted to humiliate him! But he would maintain his dignity; he wouldn’t pay attention to his inferior. He wouldn’t go down to Sakura’s level.

“How do you like my house, Naru-chan?” Sakura continued speaking loudly enough for all to hear. “Sasuke and I spent many nights planning it. See how the trees surrounded it, it would give breeze to warm nights and with Sasuke, every night is a hot night.”

The women, obviously the pink haired peers giggled causing Ino to bristle with anger but controlled her temper. Instead, she glared at the obnoxious woman for all she was worth. Sakura smiled sweetly, obviously pleased at arousing at least one antagonist, silent antagonist.

“No.” Naruto tugged at her. “She’s not worth it.”

“Poor Naru-chan,” Sakura continued tauntingly. “Sasuke says he would have sent him into prostitution but he would have starved to death by now. He also says a corpse is more interesting in bed than him.”

Ino launched at the woman but Naruto pulled her back and refused to let her go. “Let’s go,” he whispered desperately.

The blue eyed teen yanked at Ino’s arm once more, with all the hatred she could muster she glared at the pink woman one last time before she and her friend turned to walk away.

“That bitch! I’ll scratch her eyes out!” Ino muttered as they walked back to the mansion. “Why didn’t you answer her?”

“Because what she says is true,” Naruto answered weakly. “Everyone knows Sasuke-sama spends his time with her. If he’s giving her a house, it’s only logical he’ll move her into it.”

“Logic has nothing to do with it.” The blonde woman snapped.

When they reached the mansion, Ino made tea. Trying to keep his hand steady as he sipped the hot liquid, Naruto voiced his worst fears. “Sakura-san is right. He’s finished with me. He never mentions the house. He never told me anything to start with.”

“I don’t care what he does or who he sleeps with. He made a commitment to you and hasn’t denounced you before the council. And Jiraiya-sama is the father of the council; it considers that all but sacred. Besides, you are protected and want for nothing. Doesn’t that tell you anything?”

“Only that I’m safe until he marries her,” he replied weakly. “Sasuke-sama will do whatever he wants, no matter what the ero- old man thinks. I’m scared of what might happen to me….I must get off this place.”

The older teen shook her head. “No, Naruto, there’s no way you can escape this place. Please don’t even try,” she begged. “He obviously took the incident with Itachi-sama harder than I suspected. Please don’t try to run away from him. You’ll only get hurt.”

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The weather began its subtle change. As the days shortened slightly, leaves turned to brown and fell out of trees as the breeze became colder.

He knew Sasuke would return soon and dreaded the thought. With Sasuke, his peace of mind always came to an end and the repetition of his plotting, especially after seeing Sakura’s house. He welcomed the thought of escape from him but hated the notion of misleading Sai.

He asked Neji when the Uchiha would be back but the right hand was uncertain. “You are very faithful to Sasuke-sama. I supposed you’ll always follow him.” He said absentmindedly.

“No, Naruto-san, I have another mission in life.” Neji surprised the blonde by answering.

“What is that?”

“To kill a ma,” the Hyuuga’s voice void of any emotion.

Startled, “Who?” The blonde asked.

“Orochimaru. Someday I will kill him slowly. I have it all planned. I will take to a secluded place, perhaps a forest or a cave where only I can hear his screams of agony and chop his arms and legs so that he could not run away and peel his skin off. Then I will pour honey over and wait for ants to devour him.”

Naruto stared at him in horror.

“He’s an evil man.” Neji continued in a voice negated of any emotion. “He takes pleasure from hurting woman. He carves intricate designs on their bodies and burned patterns into their skin. His servant said that his wife had many scars on her body where the others could not see them. I think he probably killed her because he was tired of her.”
“B-but Neji-san,” Naruto gasped unable to absorb his words. “Orochimaru-san is ero-jiisan’s friend.”

The right hand smiled coldly. “Naruto-san, one does not tell one’s family about such predilections. I doubt if his poor wife ever told anyone. She was good and kind, an unselfish soul.”

“Couldn’t she have done anything?” the boy asked in astonishment.

“He is a powerful man. Who would listen to such stories?”

“You’ll avenge his wife?” the blonde asked again not quite understanding his vehemence.

“No. My sister! It took her three painful days to die after he finished with her. I escaped to plot my revenge but before I could…” his voice and face cracked with emotion. “…we had another sister she’s only twelve years old.” He turned away quickly so Naruto could not see the lone tear trickled down his cheek.

After a while, the iron discipline returned to Neji’s face and voice. “I tried to kill him and failed. That’s how I met Sasuke-sama. I escaped the snake’s lair barely alive; Sasuke-sama took me with him. I only not owe him my life but another chance to kill that man as cruelly as he killed my family.”

Naruto felt sick for days. He wanted to tell Ino but couldn’t repeat the story to no one. It was too painful and personal. It explained why Hyuuga Neji was so devoted to the Oyabun. Maybe underneath that cold black yakuza armor of the Uchiha is a gentle heart, but he doubted it.

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In less than a week Sasuke would be coming back and he grew more and more anxious, dreading about his future in the Oyabun’s hands.

Sakura was hardly more enlightening. For the days she would visit her house; she would bug him and gave heated glares that promised pain, threatened him and the endless taunting.

The Oyabun revealed things he probably didn’t intend; he was more than capable of sending him into his doom. He never took him into his confidence and no one denied that the house was for the pink haired woman. Was he only to live in the present because he would cast him aside in the future? No, he must escape this place.

When Sai get back, they waded along the woods towards a small waterfall. He still didn’t tell the raven boy about the escape route. They walked along the woods all afternoon, looking for some elusive path, the raven haired boy put aside his questions as to how this walking helped him think things, happy that he left his somber mood and now chatted happily about life outside the Uchiha fortress held for them. Even if it were a dream, it was a pleasant dream.

In the morning, Naruto waited for the boy again, abandoning all else, searched the woods again.

“What are we looking for, Naruto?” Sai asked.

At first the question startled him. He stammered for a moment, wiping the images of his bleak future off his mind. “Nothing,” he answered.

He was afraid there was really nothing.

In the evening, Ino and TenTen joined him at supper time, annoyed that they hadn’t been able to talk to him for several days. After the dinner, TenTen left to retire for the night but the blonde woman stayed as an uninvited company.

For seemed like hours the older blonde studied him. “I don’t know what you are planning with Sai, Naruto, but your behavior is being noticed,” she said. “Sasuke-sama has a temper and I hate to think of what might happen if he finds the two of you trying to escape. He is fond of Sai and a double betrayal would be too much for him.”

Naruto looked at her stunned for a moment, his mind racing in panic. How did she know? Was he that obvious? Did she tell anyone? Then Sasuke’s indifference and Sakura’s taunting came to him.

“What about me?” Naruto asked vehemently. “Kami-sama only knows what he plans for me and I don’t want to know. Sakura-san still talks about her house. What will happen to me then? Do you know what that woman threatens to do to me!? Why in Kami’s name should I worry about him?”

“I don’t know why he does what he does, but I do know that he cares for you. He doesn’t say anything but sometimes that the way of caring. I don’t know what is going on but something bad is going to happen. Please don’t do anything stupid, Naruto. Please don’t hurt Sasuke-sama.”

In the morning, the blue eyed blonde woke up feeling depressed. He had mulled what the blonde woman had said the previous night that he didn’t have enough sleep. He closed his eyes, quenching any guilt conscience tended to rise and mentally searched and searched for the route.

That afternoon, it happened. They were above the waterfall when Naruto saw an open dirt road up north, behind the thick trees at the end of the flowing water. Sai looked at his triumphant smile questioningly. “Don’t you see!” the blonde cried. “This is what we’ve been looking for. This is our escape. We can get away from here. I can go home.”

The raven haired teen looked troubled. “B-but Sasuke-sama…”

“Isn’t returning for four days and we have a lot of time. We will make a run for it. Don’t you see this is our chance?”

“But it would be dangerous and they’d kill us if they found out.”

Naruto turned to him almost disdainfully. “Well, you can stay here if you want, but I’ll try it alone.” Seeing the other teen’s expression, he changed his demeanor. “I can’t stay in here, Sai. That woman is planning terrible things and he will sell me into other man.”

“Sasuke-sama?” Sai asked in astonishment.

“Yes. He’s building a house for her and then…..” Naruto need not have to force his tears, he already choreographed them. “But I’ll kill myself first, Sai.” He looked at him with tears cascading his cheeks, “Will you let him abuse me over and over again?” he asked, adding dramatic effect to it.

He buried his face in Sai’s chest, smiling inwardly as the other teen wrapped his arms around him and wandered in his back to the curve of his bottom. He leaned back to let the raven boy kissed him with outmost care, he gave him enough response to make him think he cared but not enough to encourage him further. Then he pulled away.

“No, Sai. It’s not right. I don’t want it to be like this.”

“But Naruto,” Sai protested. “I would never treat you the way he does. I love you.”

Naruto stood stunned for a moment but forced himself to smile. He knew that any indication of guilt would be fatal. “That’s why we’re running away, to be together. But we must go quickly, people are getting suspicious. As soon as everyone is occupied, we will go.”

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Naruto stretched, waking to the cold breeze. Uchiha Sasuke would be returning tomorrow but he would be gone by then. For a moment, he missed the Oyabun, desperately wishing he could make love to him one last time. Hoping he was with him. Then he remembered Sakura’s threats, Sai, the escape route and the Uchiha’s lack of explanation about the present or the future. He bathed and waited for the raven teen to come.

Midday passed and he hadn’t come. Where was Sai? He knew everyone was suspicious. Perhaps Neji was questioning him, torturing him to confess. Perhaps the raven lost courage and decided not to go with him after all. Despair washed over him as he felt truly alone.

He stayed close to the garden all day, frequently looking at his watch hoping to see Sai and fearing to encounter the right hand. His spirits were almost extinguished when the boy arrived before sunset. Sai dragged him to the koi pond and out of earshot, he whispered. “I have prepared everything. We can go now, as soon as its gets dark. I’ll wait for you in the forest. You go for now and act as if nothing happened. We can be together as soon as we left this place.”

Instead of the euphoric overjoyed, Naruto suddenly felt depressed. It was so wrong to use Sai as he was, to lie to him, just as he could never be with him. He almost wished he had not plotted escape but it was too late. Everything was in motion and they had to go. Somehow, he prayed it would be a happy ending.

The moon was already high in the sky, yet there still no sigh of the blue eyed boy. Sai pulled his jacket tightly to protect him from cold breezes. Did Naruto decided not to go? Perhaps they were found out and they were already forcing him to confess.

The house was strangely quiet for tonight, Naruto thought. He knew Ino, TenTen and Neji left to prepare for the Oyabun’s return. He’d probably go straight to Sakura when he returned, he thought haltingly. But where are the others? Not even a single guard stood in their post. It seemed like the whole estate was empty. It gave him the creeps.

He padded to the kitchen to see if there was someone there. “Hello?” his voice echoed to the empty room. Just when he was about to leave, he looked up to the sound of a door being opened and closed, but it was the door leading to the hall, and walked in Sakura, along with two unfriendly looking unidentified guards. Naruto frowned, refusing to be intimidated by the woman’s presence.

“Sakura-san, what are you doing in here?” he asked.

Naruto stared at the pink haired woman and the two guards. He was still waiting for her to respond but received only a cold stare, and as for the guards, they were armed, not with guns but with katanas instead.

Sakura smiled wickedly. “To get rid of you. Sasuke’s orders.”

He watched as the woman looked at the guards, and the next words that escaped her lips chilled him to the bones.

“Make it quick.” Sakura ordered and then stepped back against the door, leaving the guards to leer at the blonde. As they began to advance toward him, he sensed the coming evil.

Naruto edged back slowly as the two men came towards him. He remained calm, though his mind playing unwanted memories, letting the first man grab at his arm and forced him in his knees. The man retrieved a small pocket knife and raised it over him. He took a deep breathe when the man began to bring the knife towards his neck, but at the last moment Naruto grabbed at his hand and with all his strength thrust the weapon into the thigh of the second man who stood just next to him.

The injured man screamed in pain as Sakura’s face scowled; infuriated that Naruto had the nerve to fight back. The men quickly tried to regain control of the situation but the blonde had already taken advantage of the injured man, kneeing the man in the groin and taking the sword from his side. He was ready to fight, it was for his life, he refused to die without a fight!

“Stupid morons!” The pink haired woman yelled.

Naruto managed to block an initial attack; only to have the second cut into his side with the same knife he used to injure the second man. He ignored the pain as his blood seeped into his shirt, and continued to fight until the men overpowered him. The first man grabbed him from behind and forced the sword out of his hands and as the second approached with the knife, he heard the woman’s voice.

“Teach him a lesson.” She said.

Just as he thought his life was ending he saw the floor quickly approach him, the second man had punched him in the face and he fell with dizziness. By the time he could see clearly again, his shirt was torn and the man behind him was rubbing his crotch in the most unpleasant way. Naruto felt thoroughly disgusted and sick when the second man opened his pants took out his member. It wasn’t near Sasuke’s size but it looked very disturbing.

“Put him on his knees.” The second said, grabbing him by the hair.

Naruto was harshly forced on the floor and then the second forced his disgusting organ into his mouth. But the man wasn’t having his best luck with him; he had bit it down painfully. He didn’t enjoy his screams long enough; the first man kicked him on his side where his bleeding wound where and cried in pain, forcing him to let it go.

“KUSO!” The first man shouted, pulling him to his feet by his hair and hitting him with the back of his hand, splitting his lower lip. The man shoved him against the sink, holding the boy’s wrists behind his back with one hand as the other hand fumbled with is pants.

“Hurry up!” Sakura ordered.

Then suddenly it fell silent. Sakura was unaware of the presence behind her. With the men distracted, he used any ounce of strength left in him and drove the back of his head into the man’s nose behind him, breaking it. He fell to the floor and saw the discarded katana, he quickly grabbed it, forced himself to stand and launched to the fallen man nursing his nose. Naruto thrust the sword to his chest through his back and twisted the blade giving the man a quick death.
“KILL HIM!” Sakura shouted, she obviously hadn’t noticed Sai as the others had.

Sai looked at the pink haired woman. For a brief moment he contemplated whether to kill her or not. But he knew, Sakura was a very influential woman, killing her would be a start of life living hell. He struck her with his gun and she fell on against the wall.

He looked up to Naruto just to see in time the other man holding a sword quickly approached the teen.

“You wont touch him, you filthy bastard!” Sai screamed.

Gunshots boomed around the house. Splattered of blood spilled on the floor, some hit Naruto on the face and chest. However, there was no time to be shocked or panicked. Sai quickly handed his jacket to the blonde and dragged him out of the house and into the woods.

They ran through the forest, there was no place for rest here. With those gunshots, even the dead would hear. It really was a surprised no one was chasing them yet.

Naruto clutched the torn cloth of his shirt t his side to stop the bleeding but to no avail. His body was aching and worse than anything the pain at his side. He had thought he had only been cut but it seemed he had been stabbed. But he fought the excruciating pain and the disorientation he was feeling. He was not safe here. He must get off this place. He must!

When they reached the foot of the waterfall, Sai abruptly stopped. “What’s wrong?” Naruto asked weakly.

With the moon shining brightly above them, he saw him. He was standing near the falls waiting for them.

They both gasped.

“Sasuke-sama…”

“Sasuke…”


TBC

A/N: Hope you liked it! Hey, guys, I want to share you something. I originally written this story for Rurouni Kenshin (KenKao pairing), then I changed it to Gravitation then to Kyou Kara Maou. I keep switching my mind, thus the story line kept changing according to the chatacters' character. Then I read one of Kinai26 work, she made SasuNaru pairing adorable, so I decided to changed it to their pairing. I thought of following the written story but since the BBQ-Stupidity incident, I changed the whole story again. It was supposed to be short and full of BDSM and fluffiness, but I guest it's now meant to be not that I'm complaining, I like how the story tuned out and it seems you like the story too, I'm glad. Argato-gozaimasu! Please review!