Puzzle Pieces

A/N: It starts out kind of fast, so buckle your seatbelts. But it was necessary to set the stage for Naruto and Sasuke's relationship by thrusting them together, rather violently by the way.

This first chapter is the only rape scene I have planned so far, but that may change as the story progresses; but for now we start with a violent rape and work our way towards a happy ending.

And yet, how much fun is a happy ending... I don't know, maybe I'll let them almost find happiness and then throw a little confusion and chaos into the mix. What do you think?

Chapter One: The board is set...

Naruto glared across the room at Sasuke. Damn smart ass. He was just sitting back in his chair, not paying any attention to the lecture at all; didn’t need to, even if he didn’t know the material better than the teacher did, he was, of course, the teacher’s pet. Same as always. Same way it had been since first damn grade. Always had to show off. Couldn’t be satisfied with being rich and gorgeous, he had to be the smartest kid in class. Everyone loved him, students, teachers; those who didn’t want to be with him either wanted to be him or kill him so that they could take his place as the top boy of the school.

But he wasn’t all that, Naruto would show him. Someday, everyone one would realize that he was everything that jerk was and more, just wait. The bastard oozed confidence, but it was all just for show. And yet, Naruto couldn’t help but be fascinated as Sasuke stretched, his tight black t-shirt inching away from his loosely low-cut jeans, flashing every drooling fan girl with those washboard abs.

“Uzumaki!” Naruto snapped to attention in his seat. “Well, since you obviously know this stuff well enough to be daydreaming, what year was the Magna Carta signed?”

“I don’t know, but you were probably there to see it happen, eh Teach?” That earned him a few laughs, though most of the class had found something else to occupy their attention long ago.

“Yeah, that and the Spanish Inquisition. See me after class.” Naruto nearly rolled his eyes. Well, at least he hadn’t gotten detention. Again.

Sasuke feigned indifference as he inwardly grinned at the blonde’s antics. That idiot, always looking for a laugh. He would never understand how the guy managed to stay so energized in such a boring class. But then, Naruto was Naruto. He’d come to regard the blond as something of a force of nature, their bickering and rivalry taking on repetitive similarities as the years wore on.

But he never got tired of the look of fiery indignation on the teen’s face when he teased him about something or other. Always so full of life, in direct contrast to his own cold, often seemingly inhuman, composure. He liked to think that he gained energy from the contact, that somehow the rays of sunshine would someday melt his heart.

If only the moron would stop being so easy to tease.

- - -

Walking home after school, Naruto sighed. Thinking back to his conversation with his history teacher, Iruka-sensei, he inwardly cringed.

“So Naruto, how are you doing these days?”

“What, you mean like schoolwork?”

“I was thinking more along the lines of family stuff. How’s your home life?”

“Fine. Why?” Naruto tried to keep the defensive hostility out of his voice.

“The councilor was mentioning that you seem to have a strained relationship with your stepfather. Would you like to talk bout it?”

“Nothin’ to talk about. I like him fine. What’s the big deal anyway?” The blond teen really didn’t like the way this was going.

“No big deal, just curious.”

“Then stop with the touchy-feely personal shit, it’s getting annoying. Just, like, give me detention, or let me go home or something.”

Iruka sighed, wishing desperately that there was some way to break through this kid’s shell. “All right, get home. And I want that essay on my desk first thing in the morning on Monday, it’s already a day late.”

“Sure, Teach.”

Blue eyes glared at the passing sidewalk with a startling intensity. No one can ever know, especially a teacher. Not what he does to me, what they all do… No! Can’t think about it. He would not dwell on it. As long as no body knows, nobody will see how… filthy I am. Dirty. Used.

Whore.

Naruto’s attention was suddenly jerked in the direction of the street as a red Lamborghini pulled up beside him. As the window rolled down, the blond was startled to find the angry dark eyes of none other than Uchiha Sasuke staring back at him. As they glared sparks at each other, an older, long haired boy said from the driver’s seat,

“Hey, I’m Sasuke’s older brother, Itachi. Sasuke was wondering if you wanted to come back to our place to study?” Naruto almost laughed out loud, and then saw how pissed his black haired rival was and smirked.

“Love to.”

- - -

Itachi nearly laughed in spite of himself. Having lured the cute little blond home, he had the added benefit of having royally pissed off his adorable little brother. Ahh, the small pleasures in life. Now to separate them, before Sasuke tries to warn the smaller boy, Naruto, was it? That would be too bad if the little one got scared before he could be isolated. It would go badly for you Sasuke, don’t you realize that?

- - -

The Uchiha in question was in a dreadful quandary. As he kept one eye on his older brother, he tried to think of a way to warn that idiot Naruto without tipping his hand to Itachi. He dreaded to think of what the consequences might be if he interfered with his brother’s fun. But Naruto was his friend, albeit one he made fun of on a regular basis; and as much as he hated to admit it, he couldn’t let the moron be taken by the cold eyed predator. When his brother used him to relieve his tension, his pent up urges, well that was his own damn fault and besides, he couldn’t do anything about it, could he? And it didn’t matter when Itachi brought his own friends home, that was their own damn problem, and from the sounds that came from the older teen’s room, few of them regretted it, so it wasn’t really an issue.

But this was Naruto. And for all his obnoxious, mind numbingly asinine habits, Sasuke realized he needed him. He was the breath of fresh air that had kept him sane through the years of his brother’s abuse, his father’s preoccupation, and his mother’s Valium induced indifference. Whenever he was having a particularly bad day, all he had to do was look at Naruto making ass of himself, and he could muster up the courage to face his miserable excuse for an existence. And it was his fault that Itachi now had his eye on the idiot.

“So that’s how you find the length of the hypotenuse.” He added in a low whisper, “Naruto, you really shouldn’t be here!”

Naruto rolled his eyes. Glancing around at the upper class semi-splendor around him, he hissed back, “Prick, you just don’t want me tracking dirt on the carpet.”

It was Sasuke’s turn to roll his eyes. “I’ll explain everything later, just get out of here while you can!” As the blond looked a question at him, Itachi yawned and said,

“I’m gonna grab a snack; hey kid, wanna come see if something strikes your fancy?” As Sasuke gave a tense but barely noticeable head shake, Naruto shrugged and followed the older teen down a hallway, up a flight of stairs, and through a doorway.
Just as he was realizing he might have made a mistake, the door closed and a rough shoulder lock was pinning him to the wall as a low voice whispered in his ear,

“Scream, or try anything stupid, and this will end badly for you. Eh, pet?” The older boy began lipping at his ear. He managed a frightened “Ok,” cursing himself for falling into this situation. As if his stepfather wasn’t enough. So this was what Sasuke had been whispering about. Stupid!

Itachi spun his new toy around to face him and pinned him to the wall with a knee between his legs, pressing his hip into the smaller boy’s abdomen. As he ground his already growing erection into Naruto’s hip, Itachi pinned both of the blonde’s wrists above his head with one hand and let the other drift over the still clothed chest as he captured the stunned teen’s mouth and forced entry. Naruto struggled feebly. He knew he couldn’t get away. He never could. Pleasantly surprised by his pet’s lack of real resistance, the elder Uchiha slipped his hand under the violently orange t-shirt and slid it over the blond mop, and began fingering the hem of the securely fastened khaki cargo pants. In the brief second said blond had to breath, he gasped,

“Please, don’t!” cringing at how close to crying he sounded.

“Don’t what? No, don’t answer that, pet. We’ll keep it our little secret.” He slid two fingers into the blonde’s open mouth to silence him, then slipped that hand under one leg and tossed him bodily onto the queen sized bed next to them. Before the startled teen could do more than raise his head in alarm, Itachi was on him like a lion on a gazelle, and with about as much compassion. Stripping them both with an efficiency born of practice, the big teen renewed his assault on the younger boy’s mouth, Naruto having gone limp against the sheets, tears making streaks down the sides of his face. Slipping his hand between tan thighs, a pale finger pushed its way into the tight entrance, causing the blond a pained whimper into his captor’s mouth. Itachi broke his bruising kiss to murmur,

“Ohoh, by the time I’m through, you will be begging me to let you finish.” chuckling darkly at the look of hopelessness this engendered and sitting back with his knees on Naruto’s thighs. He searched deeper in the recesses of that tight ass as the blond fisted the sheets on either side of him and bit his lip, barely biting back the moan when the dark haired man found his sweet spot.

Grinning triumphantly, Itachi brushed back and forth against his captive’s prostate and was rewarded by Naruto bucking his hips, desperately trying to get some friction, unable to stop his body’s reaction. A strangled cry made it past his clenched teeth, and as the finger flicked faster and harder he panted and moaned, thrusting as hard as he could into thin air against the hand and legs that held him down, but since he rubbed against nothing, his body would not release. A fierce light lit dark eyes as Itachi expertly manipulated his toy. Withdrawing his finger, he waited for the pants to subside before pushing it into the slightly open mouth.

“Suck it. Suck like a good little whore. Perform well enough and I might let you get off when I fuck your cute little ass. How does that sound?”

Hating himself, Naruto nodded. Itachi crawled up the prone gasping figure and positioned his rock hard cock at the boy’s chin. Naruto flinched inside, trying to remember if he’d ever had to take anyone so big before. Removing his finger, the older teen pressed his length into the waiting mouth, pushing it as far as he could until he pushed up against the back of his throat and the blond was having trouble breathing, then pulled out almost all of the way before slamming back in, rewarded by a pained groan. He abandoned any pretense at being careful and slammed his dick as far in as he could go, as hard and as fast as he could.

Naruto gave up struggling and concentrated on breathing around the fever-pitch thrusts. This continued for long enough that the blond had begun to despair when a mass of cum was suddenly at the back of his throat and he choked. Refusing to remove his deflated length from the boy’s mouth Itachi spat,

“Swallow, or we do it again.” Naruto controlled his gag reflex and swallowed around the soft but still impressive cock. The dark haired man gave him a smile that was anything but pleasant. “Grease it up good, only one hole left.” The blond whimpered as he covered the slowly hardening length with spit and seed. Crawling backwards, Itachi once again pressed his lips to his defeated captive.

“Mmm, I taste good, yeah?” Not trusting himself to speak, Naruto nodded into the kiss. The man chuckled and sat up, pulling a tanned leg over his shoulder and positioning himself at the tight entrance. The blond screwed his eyes shut and balled the sheets in his fists again.

“Scream for me.” He started to force himself inside and the younger teen’s back bowed, letting loose a strangled moan and knuckles turning white. Itachi pushed until his entire length was sheathed inside that deliciously tight warmth. Gods, so tight, it felt so good!

Like Sasuke, and with that thought the older Uchiha grinned evilly. Sasuke was probably panicking right about now. But more of him later. He drew slowly out and pushed back in, earning another moan. Not good enough. Enough adjustment, he began to slam himself as far and as fast and as hard as he could, finally rating the screams he so desperately craved from the blond beneath him.

Gods, it hurt! Naruto tried to find something else to concentrate on, but it was all-consuming. The monstrous cock shoving so fast inside of him, he hoped he could walk after this. As the feverish thrusts showed no signs of slacking, Naruto’s pants and yells rose in pitch and volume as he was rubbed raw.

The black eyed teen finally yelled his release and collapsed half on the exhausted blond. The smaller teen’s length still erect to bursting, Itachi gave the gasping blond three short pumps by hand to have him cum on his own stomach before draping his arm and a leg over the tanned chest and legs, still half embedded within his prize, and started drifting off to sleep.

Naruto finally gave himself over to quiet sobs. If there was one thing he had learned in his fourteen years, it was to make his screams loud and his tears silent.

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A/N: So? Whaddaya think? It wasn't too sudden was it? And I hope you caught the thing about his stepfather abusing him, because that's key to him and Sasuke bonding.

But, oh, I've always wanted to write a rape scene, and now I have!

Btw, this is my first fic EVER, so try to be constructive with the criticism, I need all the help I can get.