Getting Even

Getting Even

A/N: There will be two parts in this. Part one is Iruka and part two is Naruto. This story contains non-consent aka rape and a darker side of Iruka. Some of it may be a bit gross (blood, things that belong in the toilette, though not a lot). Not beta'd

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I didn’t know that these feelings were still inside of me, but they were. I thought they had been snuffed out when the two of us made amends about three years ago. Sighing, I put my hair into a tight ponytail just before there was a knock on the door.

Uzumaki Naruto stood there, grinning in his new orange and black outfit. It was a nice change from the clothes that he had worn at the Academy, making him look older and not stand out quite as much.

“I’m not late, am I Iruka-sensei?” Naruto said as he rubbed the back of his neck. I smiled softly at him, remembering how he, how I used to do that a lot.

“No, you’re right no time, Naruto-kun. Just have a seat and I’ll serve lunch.” I rubbed my hand through his soft but messy blond locks and retreated into the small kitchen of my one bedroom apartment.

I came back a few minutes later with two bowls of Niku jaga and placed one in front of Naruto and the other in front of myself. I could tell that he was disappointed in having to eat something that wasn’t ramen, but he really needed to eat other things. We both took up our chopsticks and placed our palms together. “Itadakimasu!” We both grinned and began to eat.

Chewing on a piece of thinly sliced beef, I watched my former student wolf down his food, taking in the changes that had occurred when he was training with Jiraiya-sama. I swallowed and locked eyes with him for a moment before looking down at my food and picking up a vegetable.

“Iruka-sensei?” I could hear the worry in Naruto’s question. I flashed a smile at him and shook my head. “Oh it’s nothing. So how was your training?”

Just as I thought, his worry was dispelled and he began to go into loud, excited detail about his travels and training. As he talked, I could feel my mood began to darken. Inside of this bright, hyper boy was the demon that destroyed my parents, my life. My fist clenched under the table. Damn the Kyuubi. And the rage began to build. I had decided this some time ago. Kyuubi would pay for what he did, and if I had to hurt Naruto through him to do it, than so be it. It wasn’t like Naruto would be aware of what was going on anyway.

Doing my best to maintain a normal air about myself, I picked up the pot of poisoned tea and refilled Naruto’s cup with a smile. He thought nothing of it and blew on it a few times before taking a few sips.

I did my part, asking the right questions, laughing at the tales of Jiraiya’s antics, and saying how much I missed not having him around. There was some guilt inside of me, but I ignored it. This had to be done no matter what.

Naruto finished his third cup of drugged tea as well as his second bowl of meat and vegetables. He sighed and patted his stomach contently before standing up. “This was fun, Iruka-sensei, but I have to get going.”

My eyes narrowed slightly. Maybe I hadn’t put enough of the poison in the tea. But just as I thought this, Naruto’s eyes rolled back into his head and he fell to the floor, crumpling like a piece of paper.

“I’m sorry, Naruto-kun.” My whisper was surly lost to his ears as he slipped into unconsciousness.

Naruto’s pulse was slow and steady. The poison was working like it should so I knew there wouldn’t be any problems with Naruto waking up or moving around half way through. He wouldn’t remember this and I would have my revenge. It all worked so perfectly.

My mouth was set in a grim line as I stripped the boy of his clothing. His tan muscles were exposed to me and I slowly ran my hands over his chest, pinching his nipples hard, twisting them and pulling them until they slipped from my grasp. It was only when I began to scrape my nails across his tender flesh that I realized how hard I was breathing. Already I was getting aroused enough to complete my mission. But it wasn’t enough. I had to be very hard before I took him.

I grabbed Naruto’s right hand, and with mine guiding his, I grasped my hardening penis and began to stroke it. His hand was soft in some parts, but mostly rough in others from so much training. I groaned and began to pump faster and faster. The blood rushed to my penis as it began to throb, the veins rising from the flesh and pulsing. It almost hurt being so hard.

It was now or never. “I’m so sorry, Naruto-kun… Kyuubi… I hate you more than anything in this world. This is for my parents and all of the other shinobi who died protecting the village from you. I hope you rot in hell!” I spread Naruto’s legs and forced my way into his tight hole.

Blood dripped from his ripped anus, but I ignored it. I had never imagined that it was going to be so tight and hot inside of him! Maybe it was a bad idea for me to make myself so hard… It didn’t matter. ‘I’ll just do him again if I cum too soon.’

With that thought in mind, I began to ram into him over and over. His body slid back and forward against the floor but I didn’t care. It would just mean more pain for that fucking bastard. My eyes began to roll back into my head, my testicles began to tingle, and I knew that my climax was near. I slammed into him as hard as I could before all of my cum shot into him.

I pulled out of him once the shivering had died down. I looked at my limp manhood, covered in blood, cum, and just a bit of shit. “I have a little more in store for you, Kyuubi-kun.”

Grabbing Naruto’s hands, I pulled his body into a sitting position and then let his head fall into my lap. It wasn’t difficult to pry open his mouth. I shoved my filthy penis into his mouth and started to thrust in and out slowly. It was hot and wet, perfect for making my cock, rock hard once more.

I don’t remember how many times I took Naruto that night, but by the end, I couldn’t have felt better. There was a smile on my face as I cleaned his body and fixed his clothing. My revenge was complete and I could sleep peacefully once more.