A/N: Muahahhahahahha!

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Little tortilla boy!



No... seriously. It only has this title cus we're really out of imagination.

Mery: Enjoy a rape in the first chapie ma friends!

Nessy: I'm a co-writer! Woooohooo!

Mery: Yup, as usual I haven't got the nerve to do it by myself '-.-... Oh! And for the one's waiting on Creeps and denials or Camping means getting lost, I would like to say in my defence that I'm now alone on those projects... so don't be mean!

Gets tomatoes thrown at her nonetheless

Mery: Hehe... now I have to shower! snickers

Nessy: -.-'

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"So?" ... "Am I in?" Sasuke asked.

Tobi eyed him greedily. "You will be." A smile would show even through the mask. "Soon."

"Tsk." Sasuke grunted. "That's what you said, before I killed my brother to get his place."

Tobi chuckled happily, pouring some champagne on a couple of glasses. "Let's just have a drink, Sasuke-kun." He said, getting one of the glasses in his hand. Sasuke gave it a sip. It tasted alright. Tobi got off the hut and into the small beach. The sun was setting calmly over the island, and the waves crashed smoothly.

"Have a sit!" Tobi said as he got on a small chair, looking at the sea. "Let's talk business." Sasuke sat by him.

"You know... there is something about your brother that you should know."

Sasuke tried to look uninterested. "What is it?" Tobi chirped happily. "He really loved you." Sasuke sighted... Itachi had tried desperately mending things when he knew he would die and 

tell everything to his little brother... but Sasuke was out of money... and had a family to take care of. Suiguetsu wasn't exactly a minimalist person; he drank a heck of a deal of bottled water.

"Whatever. I just wanna work where there's money." Tobi chuckled.

"Hehehe... look who sounds determined." The masked man only got a glare as a retort.

"Anyways, what more do I need to do to get in?" Sasuke asked, trying to get an answer out of the older man, desperately trying to end the conversation.

"Well, I've got a mission for you. Complete it, and you're in. 1000G's on the house for starters. Wadda ya say?" Tobi asked... Anyone who heard him would never guess it was something that evil.

Sasuke grunted. "Well obviously."

"Closed deal!" The pumpkin face said in a sing song voice.

Sasuke closed his eyes. The elder would get on his nerves so easily! He already had a hell of a head ache... The other man continued to talk about the mission... something about the amethyst yellow stone of quartets... the Shukaku he called it. But Sasuke didn't hear much more. His mind started to shut down little by little.

"Sasuke-kun? You okay?" Madara asked, voice ironical. The raven haired didn't answer, so the mafia leader smiled. As he got up the mask on his face slipped, touching the sand in a mute thump. He neared the young man. "Come on little Sasuke, lets get you to lay a bit inside... You don't look to good." Sasuke whimpered, fighting to stay awake, he knew to well that he'd been drugged

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Lee walked in the phone booth and pressed his numbers: 666-808-310-932 The booth went all black. Sometimes he hated his job. Especially the part where he had to go see his boss, I mean, Rock Lee had nightmares about it. The lights went on. I think I don't need to tell you all that he was in the phone booth no more. The lights inside the agency office were blinding, and his eyes were big by nature, so he didn't hang around much, even if the paper work did start to pile up on his desk. 'Gulp!' Maybe that was what his boss wanted to talk with him about. He stopped by at his office's door. The paper work wasn't that off, he had to thank Gai-sensei later for the help, or he'd be fried meat some day. 'Maybe I'll treat him diner sometime this weekend.'

He creaked his boss's office door slowly. "Tsunade-sama, you sent for me?" The blond woman looked up from some reports. "Hum, yeah, Lee, I wanted to see you about a special mission." The man relaxed a bit and came in so he was in the middle of the room. "Yosh! You can count me in!"



The blonde smiled knowingly. "I know I can. Lee you remember what happened to your ambitious friend, Naruto-kun?" She inquired, shuffling about on a stack of files.

The brunette recalled sadly how recently Naruto had bean kidnapped and stolen of a very precious family jewel; the kyubi. "Yes."

"Excellent. The people behind that are also after another jewel of the same kind. You are to protect its owner." She opened the one file she took out and turned around for him to see. "I present to you, Sabaku no Gaara."

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Sasuke felt himself being carried back in. He was laid down on something soft, like a bed or a sofa. Madara started to undo his Hawaiian shirt, stupid man had insisted for Sasuke to try it on. He tried to scream, he wanted Madara to let go of him, but all he could do was whimper.

"C'mon, c'mon, Sasuke-kun. Let's try to enjoy ourselves, shall we?" The man said huskily to his ear, tracing his chest in circular motions. Sasuke tried to brake free, but could only squirm.

He could feel the breath of the other Uchiha on top of his. He wanted to ask for a little distance, but he was only able to do a small moan.

"Now, now, don't get impatient!" The older said, crushing his lips on the young man's. Sasuke closed his eyes, tears beginning to well up on his eyes. Madara licked Sasuke's lips, dipping his tongue deep on the man's mouth, Sasuke was too weak to fight it all. Madara moaned into the kiss, amused by his luck. "I didn't take you for the one to not notice when there is something in your drink, looks like the Konohoha agency isn't as good as it was when I was around." He chuckled. "But since you were so kind to offer yourself, I'm gonna have to enjoy the moment while it lasts."

Sasuke could see all too clearly where this was going. His desperation was welling up. The mafia leader trailed the centre of his chest down to the bottom of his belly where a thin path of hair would lead deliciously downwards. "I'm very sorry to announce that these shorts have to go." Sasuke could do nothing. Two fingers slipped inside the hem and dragged his shorts right out of him. He could feel the chill on his lower regions, and then lips, all over his neck and chest. He opened his eyes somewhat, the main hit of the drug was off, and Sasuke looked downwards and caught Madara in the right moment that the other man caught the brunette's nipple in his mouth. Sasuke hissed, as much as he didn't want to enjoy the flicks of the other's tongue, his nipples were his weak spot.

Madara seamed to know that, as he continuously sucked lightly in the right one, dancing with the other with his fingers. Sasuke could only arch his back up to the older man and bite his lips to prevent any sound from escaping them. Madara pushed back at some point. Observing intently his pray. "Don't do that, Sasuke-kun." He pushed a finger into Sasuke's mouth. "I wanna hear you."

Biting his lips wasn't an option anymore for Sasuke, and he was still to weak to bite the man's finger.



Madara reached into the bed side table. "Let's get you really worked up." He said with a grin, fishing up some warming lotion. Sasuke once had used that stuff in Suiguetsu, it wasn't pretty to see... well in fact it was, he had gotten his partner in all fours and begging like never before, the sight itself had been almost enough to make him come right then and there, but that was very beside the point now.

He felt a slick finger enter him, he squirmed in discomfort. It had been a long time ever since he had been uke. Madara moved the finger around some, coating Sasuke's insides tenderly, slowly the young man started to feel the effect of the lube on him. Said raven let out a low groan before he could stop his mouth; Sasuke was really starting to get hard.

Madara smiled wickedly, it looked like his guest was starting to have fun. He slipped another finger in starting a scissoring motion. After a while, Sasuke started to buck back into his fingers.

"Eager are we?" Madara chuckled removing his hand in a quick motion, the younger Uchiha let out a displeased sigh. "Don't worry." The other man said, searching in the bed side table again. "I'll get back to you pretty soon." Something cold was inserted in his hole. Sasuke was puzzled, 'Great! Now he wants to play around and I'm already prepared for something else.' Sasuke would have banged his head on a wall out of frustration if he could. The object was pushed in by a finger until it was deep inside him. "Stop playing around." Sasuke tried to make out, but it came out something like: "sowp plowin rowd."

Tobi giggled madly. "Don't worry sweetheart. Well get you some sugar in no time." With this he turned the bullet on, as high as it went. Sasuke came all over his chest with a low and erotic moan. "You can thank me later for that." Madara chirped happily, enclosing his face on Sasuke's. "Or you can thank me now, do you like to suck, Sasuke-kun?" He asked to his ear.

Sasuke was feed up with it; he would do anything to get fucked at this point. He tried to nod, but he realized he couldn't, so he limited himself to humming. Madara just grinned along as he sat down besides the younger's head and held his shoulders, positioning them. Sasuke opened his mouth feverously and engulfed the tip, sending chills up the elder's spine. Madara let out a high picked moan, letting one hand stroke the other man's soft hair. "Hmm, that's it, good boy." He pushed his cock into the back of Sasuke's throat, who would've gagged if it wasn't for the drugs effect. Sasuke tried hard to suck and luckily found that he was easier and easier to do so, the drug must've been of short timing. Madara trembled in front of him. "Don't stop now sweety." The man said, bucking his hips more violently, fucking Sasuke's mouth with full hip thrust. Sasuke moaned into the man's erection, sending vibrations all over his body. Madara came harshly into his throat. Sasuke feel back on the bed on his own. And looked over at the other Uchiha, eyes pleading.

Madara swallowed hard. "Still wanting more he? Don' worry love, We've just begun." The Man said, reaching to the lube and coating his member. Sasuke shivered at the sight; never had he thought being raped could get him so horny. Madara got himself between his legs, spreading them apart.

"I'm coming in, honey!" Sasuke bucked his hips forwards slightly rolling them in the air. The other one chuckled some as he positioned himself at the entrance.



"Now, what do we want, Sasuke?" The brunette groaned under him. "I can't hear you Sasuke-kun."

"Get over with it!" The younger man said in an attempted scream.

"With what?" Madara asked, lips ghosting over his, and throwing on of the younger's legs over his right shoulder as to provoke him.

"Fuck me already!" Sasuke whimpered, his gaze filled with lust.

"That's my boy!" Madara resumed, burring himself to the hilt in Sasuke's warm tightness. The younger one groaned loudly, his head filled white pure pleasure. "Nnn ah!" Madara didn't wait for him to adjust as he started to move in an animalist and incoherent rhythm. "Nnnya g-ggah! You're sooo tight Sasuke!" He screamed, his nails burring in the others hip.

Sasuke moaned and gasped. "Faster... mmh ah!" Madara obliged.

"Nnnh, Sasuke-kun, I'm almost there I..." Madara warped his left hand around Sasuke's shaft, pumping with roughness in time with thrusts.

In a couple more of moves they were coming hard. Madara in Sasuke's ass, and the younger in the calloused hand.

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The streets of Rome were busy as the rush hour slipped easily through the day. Gaara sat at a café. Today he would meet with a man that was supposed to protect him. 'Yeah right, not even all of my father's bodyguards could prevent him from getting killed and now they think one man can do the trick.' "Tsk." He muttered, looking at the morning sky with boredom in his eyes.

Ever since the Akatsuki mafia clan started to go after the stones of quartets his life had became endangered. It was none of is fault that his family had worn the Shukaku for as long as history would tell. He was only sixteen for Kami-sama's sake.

"Hum.. aaa, Gaara-san?" A voice rang to his side, and Gaara was met with the strangest man that he'd ever seen. "Yes?" He asked no one in his perfect sense would have thought Lee to be the kind of man to be able to protect someone from the maf.

"Well... I'm Rock Lee and I'm to be your—"

"Yes, I know." Gaara cut him off, quickly finishing his coffee cup, and sitting up. "Let's talk somewhere else okay?" Lee sweat dropped. 'Great. Now I most definably must seem like a noob to him.' They walked away from the café and Gaara plopped a cell phone out of his pocket and started texting. 'Men I hate teenagers.' Thought Lee. 'Men, I like so hate grown ups.' Thought Gaara.

After a while of just standing in the middle of the street Lee patience reached a pick. "Are we going to stand here much longer? " He asked, vain twitching in his head.



Gaara limited himself to lazily and cockily raise his phone occupied hand to point at an arriving limousine.

Lee flinched slightly. "I thought we were supposed to lay low." He glared at the teen.

"I hate the subway, I abominate busses, and I'm afraid of taxi cabs." Gaara looked right into the agent's eye as he entered the limo. "Unless you don't mind riding my car from now on."

Lee rolled his eyes while getting in. "I guess so."

'Nice!' The read head cheered inside his head, he had had the car for six months and it still hadn't left the garage. "It's a Lamborghini Gallardo." He said out of the blue. 'Sometimes I'm such a show off.'

Lee twitched. "Is that what you call laying low?" He nearly shouted.

"I ride with style. Period." Gaara spited out in an 'I'm so oh fuckin' spoiled tone. Lee was left fuming.

"I don't think so." He glared at the boy. "I'm gonna get us a bike."

"A WHAT?" Gaara's eyes shot up from his phone. "You can't do that!"

Lee smiled, finally getting a hold of the situation. "Looks like I can."

Gaara crossed his arms and pouted. 'I can't believe this guy.' They both thought in unison.

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A/N:

Mery: Yayz! -! First chappie iz up does happy dance.

Nessy: wooohooo!

Mery: .…. Don't mind her.

I feel you creeping, I can see from my shadow

Why don't you pop in ma Lamborghini Gallardo

Maybe go to my place and just kick it like tae boo

And possibly get it over, come back and watch me;

Smack that, all on the floor

Smack that, gimme some more

Smack that, till you get sore

Smack that, ohhhhohh…

Mery: I sooo had this song in my head while doing the car scene xD

Nessy: But I was the one who chose the Gaara's car in the first place! 8D!

Mery: -.-' Whatever… Don't forget to review!

PS: There is going to be illustrations for this, so drop in at www.krikascini. okay?