Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto

It's a Naruto fanfic! Yay! Oh yeah, warning! There is some very subtly implied rape in this chapter.

To me, Sasuke seems very OOC XD. Enjoy!

Chapter 1

"No, please..." Naruto whimpered at the figure, "Please, don't do this..."

"Keep quiet and it'll be easier." The shinobi whispered into the blond's ear. Naruto shuddered as he felt the other boy's warm breath ghost over his cheek.

"You can't do this... I thought we were friends..." The kitsune sobbed as pain shot up his spine. He stifled a cry.

The dark haired boy's expression darkened slightly, as though angered. "Friends?! Yes, we were friends. But, don't you understand? I wanted to be more than that. Yet you resisted, and look what I had to do..." He smirked, pulling on his pants, "I'll see you soon, Naruto..."

Silently, the other ninja left, leaving Naruto on the floor, crying and injured.

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It had been a few hours, and the blond had finally managed to get dressed. Still, every time he moved, he felt as if his hip would crack. It was the most pain he had ever felt in his life. Naruto stumbled over to the bed, clutching his side, almost like he was trying to squeeze the pain away. Falling on to the duvet, he groaned. Ever so carefully, he slid the pale blue cover over him, crying quietly.
Riiinnggg...

Riiinnggg...

"Ohh, shut up..."

Riiinngg...

A hand shot out and slammed on the clock, hoping to hit the button.

Crack!

"Woops..." Sasuke climbed out of bed, staring at the now broken alarm clock.

"I really need to be more careful. That was quite expensive..." The raven rubbed his chin thoughtfully as he walked into the bathroom, turning on the water. Since Sasuke was such a quick washer, he was out of the shower in about ten minutes. He wrapped a towel around his waist and another around his neck for damp hair. What was the point of drying off if his wet hair dripped on to his torso? He pulled on his usual attire and spotted something twinkle in the dull light. Grinning, he picked up the small chain. Naruto had given it to him a few days ago. It was a little necklace with the blond's symbol on it. Naruto had made himself one with the Uchiha's sign too. They were pretty well made, too, which surprised Sasuke.

"He's such a dobe..."

The pale boy removed the towel from his neck and secured the chain around it instead, hiding it behind his shirt. It wasn't that he was embarrassed by it or anything (though he was, slightly), he just didn't want it to get in the way of training. The raven decided to head off to the blond's house for breakfast. After all, Naruto had invited him quite a few times and Sasuke couldn't help wondering where the dobe had learned to cook, if he was even able to.

Naruto woke up. As soon as he moved, pain exploded in his body, causing him to cry out. His mind flashed to the night before, making him wince at the memory. It was awful. He couldn't stop thinking about it, and whenever he did, he felt dirty. A disgusting, slimy being. He felt no longer as innocent and pure as he used to be. The blond searched his mind for something else to think about.

Training!

"Oh no! What am I gonna do?! I always go on missions, even when I'm ill. But with the way I am now, it's impossible... They'll get suspicious." Although he was worried about this problem, he was thankful to rid his mind of the night before.

"Ah yes. We're not doing any work today..." And even though he was relieved, it now meant he had a whole day recollect last night's event.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

'Someone's here...? So early? How am I supposed to get up? This pain...'

Cautiously, he slid out of bed, nearly collapsing several times as he went to answer the door.

"Sasuke?!"

"Ah, hi, dobe." The raven greeted him, smiling.

"What are you doing here?! It's so early!" The blond leant on the door frame for support.

"Hn. You say that after you invite me for breakfast?" Sasuke peered at the kitsune, grinning even more.

"Wha...?" Naruto scanned his mind for confirmation. "Sorry, teme. Not today." The excruciating pain stabbing at his joints was a cruel reminder.

"Aww, what a mean thing to say!" The Uchiha said, eyes widening, "And I'm sooo hungry... Guess, I'll just go..."

"Don't give me that puppy-dog look! That's mine!" Naruto joked back, momentarily forgetting the pain and reverting to his old, hyper personality. "Fine, come in."

Sasuke followed after the blond, looking around his house. It was tastefully decorated, and a good size. Well, most was tastefully decorated, except for the living room. In Sasuke's opinion, orange was not a good color to paint the walls. Combined with dark blue rugs and curtains with deep red swirls? The raven felt dizzy as he sat on the couch. Naruto had lived in an apartment when he was younger, but he eventually earned more money, due to saving up from missions. Sasuke had offered him a place to stay in the Uchiha mansion, but Naruto had refused. The raven was a little disappointed by the blonds decision, since he often got lonely in the large house, all by himself. The kitsune said he wanted to get a proper place to live on his own, and Sasuke respected him for that.

His thoughts were interrupted by a syrupy scent seeping in from the kitchen.

'Something sugary? But, the dobe knows I hate anything sweet... I better go check it out just to see...' He rose and walked across the room, towards the kitchen door. He opened it, curious to what was cooking. As he looked around, he spotted Naruto crouched on the floor, hugging his knees to his chest, cerulean eyes wide.

"Naruto?! What's wrong?!" Sasuke ran over to the other boy, concerned for his best friend. The blond turned to face him, a fearful look in his eyes.

"Get away!" He screeched. The raven backed away immediately, confused by the shinobi's reaction, holding his hands up to show he meant no harm.

"What's wrong with you...?"

Done! Well? Whaddya think?

Hope you like it so far!