AN: So I didn't like the character development, so I am planning on editing the whole story because I feel like the actions of characters are random and unjustified so I'm trying to change that throughout. So here is the first chapter edited:
Warning: Characters are not mine, boyxboy (don't like don't read). RATED M FOR REASONS!
"Hi Sakura!" Sasuke greeted as he walked out of his own room at the same time as his older brother. "Oh sorry Itachi, I must have mistaken you for Sakura." The younger Uchiha's lips spread into an evil smirk at the sight of Itachi's pink hair.
"Just watch Sasuke, I'll ruin you! One day you will learn not to mess with me, and especially not MY HAIR!" Clearly, Itachi had more than enough of this stupid pranking game they were playing with Sasuke. His little brother really took it too far this time. Putting pink hair dye in his shampoo is way over the top! Oh that little brat...
The newly victimized Uchiha walked down the stairs towards the front door, putting a black wig on to cover his hair. It was a shame to wear a wig. Itachi usually thought that his hair looked perfect and it completed his villain look as his black hair complimented his black cloak that had red clouds on it. This outfit represented life: a nightmare. Which Sasuke, his stupid and weak little brother who believed in happiness made even worse than it has to be. Today was the day he finally stopped this prank war, with his last "prank" which would ruin the younger Uchiha.
Itachi didn't care what happened to his brother. The plan was to make Sasuke very annoyed, and somehow shatter his heart during the process. As the eldest Uchiha knew: people shatter other people's hearts. So that was the plan, to get a person. Sasuke seemed to be physically attracted to blonds just like himself. Also, Itachi's younger brother seemed to be attracted to happy people, which what made him so stupid because according to Itachi's beliefs, happiness did not exist.
Sasuke had no idea about Itachi's next move, so he just got ready for school. Why would he question why his brother didn't attend school? If he had pink hair he wouldn't leave the mansion at all; it was owned by their dad, a very successful business man. Itachi may have just went to buy black hair dye, Sasuke thought naively.
However, that was not the case. Itachi entered the ST&ST market which stands for Sex Thrall and Sex Toiler market, which was invented by Orochimaru who was the most wanted criminal in Konoha. He was a famous drug dealer long time ago. Although, the business seemed to get less and less income, and the snake lover wasn't satisfied. This caused him to go even further into the most illegal but popular business: selling slaves.
Humans. Yes.
Some people say this is the sickest thing someone could come up with, and many thought Orochimaru was out of his right mind, which was most likely true. Sadly, most of the population thought having a sex slave is useful for getting rid of sexual frustration. Most of society helped Orochimaru cover up his huge business (which was the most successful in the whole continent), simply because there are more perverts and pedophiles than ever before. This fact further convinced Itachi that there is no "good" and there is no "justice" which made him angry at his father as Fugaku secretly lead the Konoha police force.
Hundreds of people visit the market each day, where specially hired people sell the keys to the slaves, along with pictures and recorded introduction videos as well as a report. Once the buyer has the key, after watching, reading and looking at the slave's information and finds the chosen one, he or she is sent to the secret warehouse where they keep the slaves and gives the key to the receptionist who identifies the code written on the key, and searches through the thousands of coded slaves on the computer, finds the name, calls the toiler over and hands it to the buyer, along with the key, who becomes a keeper. The key can open one half of the thrall's handcuff he or she is wearing. Sadly not the half that is attached to the slave but the empty half that keepers can handcuff anywhere to stop their slaves from running off. Citizens say that it is impossible to remove the handcuff from the captives therefore they cannot be freed. However if anyone finds a way to take the handcuff off, the slave is no longer a slave.
To become an official owner of a thrall, the keeper must have sex with them and after that they can have their name tattooed on the captive's bum which prevents any theft or loss, as everyone respects the one who's name is tattooed on the bum of a slave. After the owner got bored of their property, they can give it back to the ST&ST company where they remove the name of the owner with laser which leaves a scar. This is why in market sites there are updated pictures of the victim's bum and if it's badly scarred people usually don't buy them. If a slave was given back, the owner or keeper must make a report of what he or she has done to the toiler so the next keeper can be informed, as many people go for virgin boys and girls to play with. People are usually very honest about this report, either because they are proud or they are not satisfied with the slave.
There was one information only few knew. The source of these sex helpers. Where did they come from? No one's son just turned into a slave out of the blue, yet there were so many from as young as the age of 12 until very old, some even died as a toiler.
It worked very simply: Orochimaru's most trusted workers went and handcuffed every child over 12.
Every orphan child.
This is how they were made. Because hardly anyone knew about it and hardly anyone cared, as the evil heartless and lying workers promised caring parents for the children, no one can be saved. This system has been going on for more than 30 years. At the very beginning of the business, anyone who was good looking was kidnapped and handcuffed. After 5 years into success, only homeless people and orphans were taken in. They are forced to have sex with anyone. If they do as they are told, they are allowed some freedom. However, the ones who refused were beaten and locked up in the prison part of the warehouse. All slaves are fed and cleaned properly and their medical needs are taken care of, but not too efficiently.
Orochimaru wants to give good quality sex slaves to customers. He also doesn't want to waste any of his victims therefore there are two categories of thralls:
There are the market ones, who are (rarely) virgin or hardly used and look beautiful. They are sold to keepers and in most cases the keeper becomes an owner and those beauties are never bought back.
Also, there are the street ones who have scars and do not look so attractive and are (sometimes) over 40, are taken out to please anyone for money (which by the way goes to Orochimaru, they cannot keep a penny of it) just for a night. In one word, they are used as prostitutes, which is not a very liked job.
Toilers prefer to be fucked by the one who owns them it's the lesser of the two evil. If there is no such a person, they prefer not to be fucked at all. Both jobs are tough but being a prostitute is tougher. That's what slaves believed anyway.
Being sold however, could be your worst nightmare. There are many abusive sick bastards buying slaves and some end up in a house where they are not fed and not kept hygienically or are tortured.
Prostitutes don't have to face these risks, they are out all night and taken back to the warehouse where they live on the second floor where 40,000 people can fit standing and there are 2,000 slaves living altogether. Three fourth of the second floor is free so the kitchen and the diner is built in there as well as the toilets and showers. Which isn't all that bad. Prostitutes have it better, but the sold ones will never know.
Knowing very little about all this, Itachi was looking around the market not really knowing how these things worked. "Hello sir! Can I help?" A seller smiled at him waving the Uchiha towards himself. Itachi walked over, deciding that it would be best if he asked for what he needed.
"Hello. I'm looking for a very stubborn and misbehaving kind of teenage boy." Itachi said confidently. He already planned it out, this slave will drive Sasuke mad! He smirked to himself, feeling his victory already.
"I jus' have what you are lookin' for!" The grinning man yelled in his excitement. He has been trying to sell this one but could never as he didn't appeal to people. "He is highly aggressive when you try to touch him. He detests anything to do with sex an' he is the most stubborn guy I've ever seen ya know. Here is a picture of his bum, as you see he is pure like a baby. Never been fucked, he is virgin everywhere but his mouth. He had been forced to suck dick before. But it turned out bad as he bit the guy! But ya jus' use a ring gag and he can't do anythin' to ya. He tries everythin' to get away from his keepers so you gotta be careful with him. Also he ain't the brightest and argues a lot but he is sure gorgeous, which worths it I tell ya. If you keep 'im efficiently all these naughty traits can be dumped. Like sellotape on mouth an' bein' a lil rough if ya know what I mean."
This slave sounded very appealing to Itachi. Arguing, stupid, misbehaving, yet pure and stunning! The teen was blond, with smooth looking tanned skin and mesmerizing aquamarine blue eyes which made him look cute. He had beautifully shaped body and perfect cherry shaped ass which made him look like an older teen. Itachi definitely liked the looks of him. For a second he considered buying this beauty for himself, but he must get revenge! Things needed to go according to the original plan. Plus, this little guy must be so much problem if he is so naughty with his keepers.
"He is perfect. I want him! Write it under the name of Sasuke Uchiha. He will be a present." Itachi smirked wider as he signed the papers and put his copy in the pocket of his black leather jacket. Paying for the key, he nearly laughed out loud at Sasuke's future misery. As he left, he ignored the man's farewell and was on his way in his car towards the warehouse, where he could pick up Sasuke's nightmare.
Meanwhile, in the warehouse, a certain blond was shouting in pure fear in the bathrooms and the whole second floor echoed from his newly turned deep voice. "WHERE DID MY CLOTHES GO?" Suddenly, quiet hit the whole bathroom area, a pin dropped could be heard; everyone who knew him well jumped to look for any kind of clothing to give him. Panic erupted.
"Naruto it's okay, it just fell as you shut the curtains, there you go." Kiba tried to calm the blond boy down, and the rest of the crowed that was jumping around for clothes. The brunette picked up the fallen clothes and put them back on the pole that held the curtains front of the shower cabin Naruto was inside. Everyone else who panicked, calmed down and went back to their business. This happened quiet often.
"Thanks Kiba. Sorry I just panicked." The overly skinny blond said as he started throwing his clothes on super fast. He was shaking and breathing hard, however he laughed a little to make it sound like he was perfectly fine. The idea of having to walk out of the showers naked just unsettled him so much. It made him feel sick, which made him think of what the doctor had said: no more binging and purging or it will lead to your death Naruto!
He couldn't help it! Eating felt like he was sinning. Being diagnosed with anorexia didn't help either. It felt like he always screwed up everything. His body, his life, his family... His negative thoughts got distracted when he put on his shirt and was ready to get out of the shower cabin.
The eating disorder started a few months ago when Naruto was brought by this woman called Tayuya, who tortured him for her own filthy pleasure, she has called Naruto names, fat being one of the many. The poor blond remembers it all, like it happened yesterday: Tayuya would grab the skin on his stomach, pull it and refer to it as greasy, disgusting fat. She would make Naruto exercise and burn more calories than she would give him to eat.
Physically hurting the young boy was also her way of punishing him for having a spotty face (which was very common amongst teenagers, and Naruto hardly ever had a spot.) He wasn't the type to have spots really, but when one would grow on his face, Tayuya got the whip out and beat the young boy.
Poor teen had only spent around three weeks with that witch which felt like eternity, and he developed bulimia which had gotten worse after some people in the warehouse started to stare at his skinny figure and whisper about him. His amazing friend, Kiba, tried hard to help him, but he hardly knew anything about being anorexic.
"Are you okay buddy?" Kiba asked Naruto as he got out with a friendly smile. The blond nodded and started to walk to his hammock to hang up his wet towel. He was feeling a bit calmer.
"You know I thought about stealing these cakes from the kitchen. I mean they were there for three days now. What if no one will ever eat it? I mean they are chocolate cakes!" Kiba was planning a little cheeky and mischievous act. It was a way to take the blond's mind off things and Naruto really appreciated it.
"Kiba! You are a genius! I've been craving something sweet since yesterday!" The blond's eyes sparkled with happiness, clearly liking the plan. Only the excitement and the naughtiness of the plan, not the eating bit, but Kiba didn't have to know that, it would make him worry.
"Naruto Uzumaki to the reception now! A new keeper has come to pick up Naruto Uzumaki!" Huge speakers roared out and Naruto sighed. Why him? Feeling a sinking sick feeling he started to pack his stuff and the people who cared about him surrounded him wishing good luck and saying their farewell. The blond's heart shattered. Why did he have to go through this? He was so afraid of thinking into the details like they will make him undress and see his now ugly body and they will beat him and they will rape him and...
"Naruto..." Kiba stepped to his side, helping him pack some clothes. "I love you buddy. Good luck with your new keeper."
"I'll miss you a lot Kiba! Don't lose yourself without me, I'll come back just watch me, and than we can steal those cakes." the blond hugged the brunette and they both grinned. It was a sad kind of grin that was there to support the other. This was not the first time Naruto was sold. He usually came back within a month or two. Although you can never be sure about it, the new keeper may kill Naruto with his or her sadist habits.
Naruto grabbed his luggage and made his way down the stairs towards the reception where a raven haired tall man with a low, lose pony tail was signing the last pieces of paper work. Two scars were going down on his cheeks next to his nose diagonally. Large collar of his black intimidating cloak hid his pale neck and his face was white like a wall in Naruto's opinion. He walked over to his new keeper and glared. He didn't want to be taken away. What will Kiba do without him?
Itachi glanced at him, looking him up and down and than wincing in a disappointed manner. "I thought he was more... um filled." He complained, noticing the lack of curves and the bony feature. This hit hard on Naruto as he was being criticized again; the one thing he completely detested.
"He was diagnosed with anorexia two months ago. Just needs a bit of fattening up and he'll be back to his normal self." The receptionist informed the older man in a bored tone, but Itachi's eyes twitched. Anorexia? Only knowing little about it, he thought it was a life threatening disease, which meant more problems for his little brother. The thought made him chuckle. Sasuke wouldn't run to the toilet to puke up with him... Sasuke would not know how to help the boy so it was most likely going to become worse. He knew that criticism worsened the well being of an anorexic. What a motivation to call the idiot ugly. Itachi smirked evilly behind his large collar.
"Well, lets get going, ugly." Itachi grabbed Naruto's luggage after he folded and sunk the papers in his leather jacket and started to make his way out, but stopping as the blond didn't follow. Grabbing onto the open side of the blond's handcuff, he started to pull him outside. It was a really easy task. Naruto was light as a feather. As Itachi stopped next to his car, he purposely left Naruto next to the passenger seat while he put the luggage at the back. Curiously peeking over the boot lid, he wondered if the blond had ran away; but he hadn't. Naruto was wondering around the car, looking at it closely as if he was a car expert and he was going to buy this one. Chuckling at him, Itachi closed the boot lid and went to the passenger seat, opening the door for Naruto. This was surprising to the blond, as he was usually told to "get the fuck in the car you whore" or "what are you waiting for sex machine?" but none of these came. Moreover, the door was opened for him like for a princess. He was suspicious. This guy was mean. He called him ugly.
Itachi coughed in an irritated manner to make the younger male snap out of it, which he did and sat in the car. Itachi gently shut the door and got in on the driver's seat. He took off and drove. "What's your name?" He asked, trying to get to know Sasuke's little nightmare.
"Haven't you read my papers?" Naruto demanded rudely. He was really stubborn and he did not want to leave the warehouse. Especially not with someone who was calling him names.
"No." The reply was simple and short which pissed the blond off. They took a left turn and Naruto gave in. He couldn't stand when his anger was ignored. So he just stopped being angry.
"I'm Naruto. And you are?" He glanced at Itachi's concentrated face as he drove.
"I'm Itachi. " Came the monotone reply.
"So my knew keeper is Itachi. " Naruto mumbles to himself trying to remember the name.
"Not really. You are a present for my little brother. He will be having you."
Naruto face palmed himself. The surprise was just coming now. He hated waiting. Detested it! Being an Uzumaki, made him highly impatient. It was not helping his nerve wrecking situation. "So um what's his name?"
"Sasuke" Itachi takes a right turn and is still focused on the road. Naruto realizes what a quiet person Itachi is.
"Is Sasuke violent?" Naruto asks curiously, to get an idea of his future.
"When you piss him off. But he wouldn't beat a beauty like you." Itachi pauses while thinking. "Maybe he would. But if you turn him on you will be fine. After you put some weight on. you look hideous with your bones out like that."
Naruto blushes at the compliment at first, than grows exceptionally angry at Itachi for talking about his body like that. It made him feel sick.
On their way, Itachi stopped at a beauty and health store and bought black hair dye. While the blond was waiting, he thought that he will not say a word to Sasuke, as Sasuke would be doing most of the talking and that way he can't piss Sasuke off and if he can't piss Sasuke off, he will not get hurt.
Little he knew, Sasuke was a quiet person. After Itachi brought him into a huge mansion he was fed. A very healthy food full of vegetables and vitamins. He asked to use the bathroom after eating, as he was feeling very nervous and wanted to empty his stomach to ease some tension but he wasn't allowed. Itachi kept him next to himself at all times. He didn't handcuff him to anything or anywhere. Being surprised, he liked the bit of freedom Itachi was letting him have.
Until Sasuke arrived.
In all of a sudden, his handcuff was grabbed and he was handcuffed to... Sasuke. A guy who made Naruto's eyes widen. He was gorgeous. Midnight black eyes, raven hair, pale skin. A handsome glare was on his face, to hide the surprise and the fear. But Naruto could see both of them, deep inside the older boy's eyes.
"Hello little brother, " Itachi smirked in a very satisfied manner. "This is your present from me to you. Say hello to Naruto. He is extremely stubborn, aggressive and obstinate. Hope you guys have fun!" The smirk falls from Itachi's lips and turns to Sasuke in dead seriousness. "Do not criticise Naruto, he is anorexic." With that warning, Itachi left the two alone.
"I hate you Itachi!" Sasuke murmured and walked into the kitchen to get something to eat.
What the hell? Itachi just criticised Naruto a hell of a lot, than tells Sasuke not to criticise him. The blond captive was highly confused. Did Itachi want him to have a good stay or to suffer? He was receiving mixed signals. It made Naruto feel sick again.
"Why do you hate your brother so much?" Naruto asked but did not receive any answer. "Oi! Don't ignore me! Sasuke!" He shouted at the raven who didn't even look at him. So Naruto started shaking his arm as he detested to be ignored. He was planning on being quiet, but sometimes things didn't need to go according to plan.
"Leave me alone dobe! I'm not in the mood to babysit you!" Sasuke growled as he got some tomatoes out of the fridge to munch.
"Babysit? Do you even know who I am, you teme? I'm a slave. A sex toiler. A thrall. Itachi bought me as a present for you." Naruto roared the information at him and tears collected in his eyes at the humiliation he had to suffer all his life while being a slave. He completely forgot Itachi's warning about Sasuke's temper. You couldn't blame him, a lot of things were going on at the same time.
"Oh." Surprise hides behind his mask. "Dobe, Itachi hates me and bought you to annoy me. He purposely picked the most stubborn and most misbehaving slave there was. Which happened to be you. Decide who's side you will be on and you can play along." Sasuke finished his speech which is a huge amount of talking for the youngest Uchiha and ate his tomato.
"I'm on no one's side! And I'm not a dobe you teme!" Naruto growled, and knew they weren't going to get along. Sasuke shrugged and eyed Naruto up and down. Noticing how skinny the blond was. But he also noticed the beautiful tan skin, the amazing blue eyes and the soft looking gold locks.
"Have a tomato." Sasuke gave him one and Naruto shook his head in denial, but the raven glared hard at the blond so he had to accept it. Whit snail like slowness, Naruto ate the tomato.
"What is it with you and your brother feeding me?!" Naruto shouted. He wasn't expecting to be force fed. Sasuke only shrugged and started to walk up to his room, taking his school bag to do his homework. The blond did not stop talking. "You look pretty depressed you know. I wonder what's your story, but obviously cat got your tongue. If you was interested in my story, which you aren't, but if you was, I wouldn't tell you because you will use it against me. You look like the type of person who would fuck me senseless while I'm tied up and not care how much it hurts. I hate sex. I never had it but my friends in the warehouse told me how bad it hurts and I really don't want to go through that..."
And he kept going on and on and on, and by the time Sasuke has finished his homework, which took longer than usual as he was distracted, he felt like he knew Naruto better than anyone else in Naruto's life. He heard stories of Naruto being beaten when he was sold to this keeper and how he was starved at this other keeper and that's when he developed bulimia and a month ago or so he was diagnosed with anorexia and he had a friend who's breath smelled of dog food. The raven had to admit, he liked to listen to Naruto's voice. It distracted him from thinking about Itachi and his evil parents who neglected him.
"Teme! Are you listening?" Naruto shook Sasuke occasionally when Sasuke wasn't looking at him for long during Naruto's life story. Sasuke would nod, watch Naruto speak for a while than go back to what he was doing but still listening. Naruto was feeling comfortable not being forced to do anything sexual which calmed his nerves a bit and caused him to rant about... well basically everything. Sasuke was drawing. That was his usual afternoon activity when he didn't want to face real life. Now that Naruto was entertaining him, he felt truly far away from real life. Not realizing what he was drawing, as he usually got lost in his art, he looked up at the blond when he stopped in mid sentence. The younger boy was looking down at the paper with his lips shaped in a surprised o.
"Sasuke that is... amazing! " Naruto looked at the drawing and it felt like he was looking in the mirror seeing his old self, the not anorexic one, the perfectly healthy one. The raven looked down at the paper to meet a very sexy blond guy that looked a bit hotter than Naruto. Drawing three whiskers on the drawn boy's cheeks made the picture complete. Though Naruto did not have any whiskers on his cheeks.
"You was talking about your birthday?" Sasuke snapped Naruto out of his dazing and made the blond grin.
"So you was listening! I am 16 now..." The blond started again but got cut off by the Uchiha.
"Sixteen? And you are a fuck slave? Way too young..." Sasuke frowned.
"How old are you?" Naruto tilted his head to the side looking extremely cute but Sasuke would never admit that to himself.
"I'm eighteen." Sasuke shrugged and put his drawing in a folder. He knew he had to go to Itachi to get the handcuff taken off so he can take his clothes off. Naruto kept bubbling about things and he changed his dreamy tone of voice to this annoying "I'm bored" voice which was giving Sasuke a headache. So the raven decided that is was time to go to Itachi and ask for the key to take the handcuffs off. Exiting his room, the blond shut up immediately as something interesting was about to happen. They walked up to a door on the opposite side of the hall, a little further to the stairs from Sasuke's door and the raven knocked.
"Oh little brother and his little slave. What can I do for you?" Itachi mewled falsely after opening the door.
"We both need a shower." Sasuke said bluntly. Itachi didn't need further explanation, he glanced at the handcuffs and went inside his room.
When he returned an apologetic smile was sitting on his lips but it didn't meet his eyes. "I lost the key to the handcuffs. You will have to cut off your shirts. " He announced. Sasuke's eyes went red with anger and slammed Itachi's door shut.
What does he mean by: he lost the key? How the fuck can someone lose a fucking key? Sasuke's raged thought process continued and he didn't even realize how harshly he was shoving Naruto after himself. He only got the message when they were in his room and Naruto was painfully stroking his handcuffed wrist.
"Weakling." Sasuke started to take his anger out on Naruto, who really wanted to get away. Being called names is worse than getting beaten. He felt like being sick.
Sasuke grabbed his cell phone and called someone, demanding tops that had zippers on the arms so he could change while being handcuffed. He argued for few minutes with the person on the other end, which the young captive didn't pay attention to, as he was driven too deep into his negative thoughts, of how weak and stupid he is. In the end, the raven put the phone down, being satisfied, and started to cut his shirt off of himself. Naruto watched as the Uchiha's chest was revealed and he nearly... but only nearly got horny over it. Sasuke was toned and very pale, the combination looked awfully hot!
Naruto kept mute, as the other boy cut the blond's shirt off. He didn't mind as much. Eyes concentrated on the Uchiha's face, Naruto saw the surprise on Sasuke's eyes when he saw Naruto's upper body. Fear washed over the younger boy. Why did he have to be naked front of someone? Sasuke's eyes seemed to be judging him constantly, about how disgustingly skinny he is, so he looked away and focused on the color orange. Realizing that it worked, Naruto kept focusing on the color orange throughout the whole showering process. While he was cleaning himself front of the older boy, his lips even shaped the word orange continuously. The raven figured, that the blond was uncomfortable and he was glad he found a way to calm down because Sasuke had no idea what to do if the other had a panic attack or something.
Few years ago, when Naruto was around thirteen, he met a psychologist who's name was Kakashi and he treated teens with serious depression. The man had told Naruto, that if he feels very stressed out, he should concentrate on something good, something he likes for example his favorite color. Mastering the skill, the blond became pretty good at distracting himself from uncomfortable situations. This was visible to Sasuke, as the blond seemed like only his body was there in the bathroom and his soul was far far away in a world of orange. Naruto seemed so distant next to him that it was almost scary. Trying to understand the dobe, the raven thought of his biggest fear: Itachi finding out about his depression. Horrible event it would be, he would have to suffer the worst humiliation. Since Uchihas were meant to be perfect, they were never depressed or anxious or anything negative. Sasuke was everything negative, and he knew it. The whole family would laugh at him for developing depression, but Itachi, Itachi would make it worse. Whenever Sasuke showed weakness Itachi launched at him with mean words and sometimes a fist. With these thoughts, he made up an idea of what the younger teen might be feeling; he felt sorry for him. Though he must not. Feeling sorry is a weak feeling. He must not care about Naruto.
When they got into bed, wearing only pajama pants, Naruto felt this extreme depression. He was laying in a single bed, next to a stoic boy who did not want him there. In the same house, another boy bought him to annoy someone. No one needed him or cared for him. He wasn't even free to use the bathroom alone as he was tied to a person who detested him and his weakness and his stupidity. But was it Naruto's fault?
Sasuke's anger could be felt lingering about in the room, as the raven feel asleep stiffly.
The blond sobbed when he made sure the raven was asleep, listening to his even breathing. The younger boy really did not want to be next to an angry Sasuke. It made him cry. It's been long since he cried. But he felt so unwanted and hated, he wanted to leave. Being alive sucked. It sucked big time! He felt like a little boy who wanted to go home, however Naruto did not have a home and that made him feel a huge emptiness in his chest. An empty hole that demanded filling up immediately.
Suddenly, he felt a pale arm pull him into a sleepy cuddle. Tanned eyelids shot wide open, tears stopping. Sasuke Uchiha was cuddly in his sleep! At first, the blond felt awkward, but few moments later he felt surprisingly comfortable, and very sleepy. So he snuggled against Sasuke, who by the way smelt of cinnamon which was very soothing, and he fell asleep.
Little did he know, Sasuke was pretending to sleep...
