This is my first FanFic, sorry if it sucks bad!
This has some relation to the anime/ manga but yeah, its based in the 20th century.
If the writings like this it's a thought.
Paring: SasuNaru WARNING: CONTAINS RAPE, VIOLENCE, M-PREG AND BAD LANGUAGE.
Uzumaki Naruto, number-one trouble maker in the town of Kohona, was fast asleep on the cold leather couch in his apartment. The night before, which was a Friday, he went drinking with his friends, Shikamaru and Kiba, and got completely wasted. Naruto grumbled awake and slowly sat up, his head pounding like a drum, and turned his head to have a look around.
His apartment was a complete nightmare. It looked like a bomb had hit the place and threw everything everywhere. Lamps were smashed, dirty dishes everywhere, chairs on the floor and one mysteriously hanging on the ceiling fan, food was splattered on the walls and floor and what seemed to be a pinata hanging dangerously from the chair on the fan.
Naruto knew his apartment was messy but never like this. He looked over to the fridge, hearing his tummy rumble. He slid off his bed and slowly made his way over. He open the fridge, and looked for the pre-cooked ramen he made a little while ago. It was covered in cling wrap, and on the cling wrap was writing. Best Before 27/08/2000. The date today was the 31/08 according to the calendar. Shrugging his shoulders, he placed the ramen in the microwave for two minutes and went to sit on the couch.
A loud knock sounded from the font door, frightening Naruto and causing him to fall off the couch. He sat up and clutched his throbbing head. He didn't bother to answer the knock. It was way too early for visitors and nobody ever visited him anyway. He pushed himself to his knees and was just about to get up before he felt something ascending up his throat. He picked himself up and ran as fast as he could, which wasn't very fast at all, to the bathroom. He didn't make it in time, he tripped on something sharp and fell. Once he hit the cold, hard ground, he threw up.
Another knock came from the door, while Naruto continued to throw up his guts. The banging got louder and louder. When the vomit stopped, Naruto got up slowly, wiping the chunks of churned food off his chin. He was getting annoyed by the thunderous knocking.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Naruto snapped at the closed-door. The knocking stopped for a second before continuing. Rubbing his temples, Naruto walked to the door. He grabbed the handle and got ready to give the Mr-Knock-Coinutously a piece of his mind.
Naruto ripped open the door and opened his mouth, ready to yell, when suddenly something grabbed him around the waist. He reached down to pry the hands off, but a another had stopped him. Looking up, he realized that Mr-Knock-Coinutously, was wearing a black mask. Naruto wrestled his arm free and yanking the arm away from him. He hit the masked man in the jaw.
A robber? Thief? No, that's not it! Naruto thought to himself. Using the time of confusion of the man, Naruto jumped back inside and slammed the door close. Huffing from the fright. He slowly walked backwards till he hit the table, or what was left of it anyway. He listened carefully towards the door, waiting for the man's footsteps. Nothing.
Did he leave? Why would a man in a mask be here anyway? Naruto wandered away from the table and settle back on the couch. Murderer? Is he going to kill me?! As if on cue, the door was bashed down with what looked like a crowbar. Naruto launched himself from the couch and ran for the bathroom. Once again he tripped and went sailing to the ground with a thud. In seconds, the masked man was on top of him, pinning him, tummy to the floor.
Naruto thrashed around trying to pry the man off of him. Naruto frightfully swang his left leg up, aiming for the man's jewels. The man grabbed the blonde boys thigh before he hit goals. Naruto squirmed and reached out to grab something. Nothing. He tried again, but was turned over onto his back by strong arms. Naruto, scared a hell, reached up and clawed at the mans face.
Naruto was able to grab onto his mask and tug at it. The man tried to wrench the hands away but Naruto was able to slip it free of his head.
The man growled but stayed still, sitting on Naruto's legs, bending over to hold Naruto arms also. Naruto glanced up at the man and realized that the masked man wasn't a man at all. Maybe the same age as himself. The boy had black hair with a spiky duck hairstyle at the back with large bangs at the front. He had very beautiful black eyes and smooth pale skin. Naruto stared up a his murderer and laughed.
He couldn't help it, the thought of a boy, maybe only a year older than him, killing him? He had to laugh at it. Naruto ended up laughing so hard, he started to cry. The boy leaned in and whisper something in his ear. Naruto didn't hear what he said but it was close to something like You'll regret laughing. Still laughing and crying he tried to sit up only to be pushed back down. He stopped the laughing at the sudden push back. The black haired boy was looking down at him, confused, but then his face went completely blank of expression. He let go of Naruto's arms and reached behind him and into a bag. He, He brought a bag? Seriously? What is it? A knife?! Naruto gasped at what was pulled out of it. Some type of gag, something to shut people up and lot's and lot's of cling wrap.
Wait, what?! Isn't he a murderer?! Naruto was pulled out of his thought when he felt his pants fall down. He gasped and went to swing one arm, extended for punching but boy was smart, too smart. He grabbed both of Naruto's arms and held them above his head. Using a piece of torn material, he tied it around Naruto's wrists. Knowing that Naruto couldn't move his arms, the boy grabbed Naruto and pulled him onto his knees.
"Oi! Stop it, Teme! You big jerk!" Only then did Naruto realize that he hadn't spoke in font of boy before. He yanked down Naruto's pants down all the way and grabbed Naruto dick, Hard.
"A-AH! S-stop-p it! H-hurts!" By this time Naruto had come up with the right assumption of what he was, but by that time it was too late. Painful sensations raked down his body. Sasuke's hand continued to stroke Naruto's dick, sliding his hand up and down, and then settled for playing with the slit. "Ugh, Mghhhh! Ge' off!" The blonde started to scratch the floor, and the boy stopped, looked up, and grinned. The black haired boy pulled the blonde down so he was leaning on his hands and parted Naruto's legs slightly and leant up against him.
"This may hurt, Dobe." The boy said in a dead tone, like he wasn't feeling anything. Naruto felt something pressing up against his ass. The boy pulled his own pants down and released his now hard, and massively huge manhood. Naruto yelped and pulled against his restraints. He knew what was next and tried desperately to get away. His wrist were now bleeding and aching, but he didn't have time to worry about that now.
A hot, hard manhood, pressed against his ass hole. Naruto has never been raped before, and didn't know what to expect. He didn't want to know what to expect. Without any warning the boy thrusted forward all the way to the hilt with a grunt.
"AAHHHH! STOP! S-STOP IT! PULL OUT!" Naruto screamed at the sudden intrusion. It hurt so bad he started to cry and shake. The boy didn't wait for Naruto to get used to it before pulling almost all the way before thrusting back in hard, and fast. He thrusted in and out, using the blood of the torn boy beneath him to lubricate the tight hole, ignoring the cry's from the blonde.
"Stop... Please, Just stop!" Naruto was getting weak, he had no strength left to fight back. He couldn't feel his ass anymore, just the pain. The boy grabbed Naruto's waist and yanked him back agaisnt his thrust, causing him to go deeper. "No! Enough-h please! P-Please..." Naruto puffed out. It was getting hard to breathe now. He closed his eyes and wished for the pain to go away.
After what seemed a life time, he felt the man behind him stiffen. Naruto tried to brace himself against something but the boy released before he could do so. The cum in his ass was hot and burned his insides. The blonde cried out in terror and pain. But the boy didn't stop there. He thrusted harder into him earning screams.
"AHH! GE' THE FUCK OFF! NOW! S-STOP! ENOUGH ALREADY!" Naruto screamed at the black haired boy. The boy was just about to teach the boy some manner but hesitated when his cell phone rang.
"Hello, Sasuke speaking? Shit! Yes, yes everything's fine, just i didn't want to say my n-. Yes, yes. No, That's Hinata's job. Yes. Of course. 'kay, 9:30? I'll see you then." The black haired boy looked at Naruto and yanked his dick, very strongly.
" SHIT! OW! ST-STOP! FUCK OUT YOU MOTHER FUCKING JERK~!" Naruto hit a nerve in the boy as he tore his dick out of the blonde. Tears streaming down Naruto's face, The boy got up to examine his fuck. Blood and cum dripped form his ass, obvious that the boy's insides was torn and sheddered, Bruise marks left on his waist, and red marks from too much friction on his thighs.
Naruto's jaw was clenched shut and the boy yanked his head up. Pressing his thumbs on the jaw bone, Naruto gasped for air and out of pain. The black haired boy took this opportunity to kiss Naruto. He slid his tongue over the Blonde's and explored his mouth. Naruto groaned into his mouth, he didn't want to but he just had to. Both of the boys closed their eyes, kissing for a long time, a very long time. Breathing was becoming an issue. The boy pulled away and Naruto gasped for air. A hand smothered his mouth, allowing no air to get through. Naruto yelled against the hand, and thrashed his head around.
Light headed and dizzy, Naruto tried to bite the hand. His throat was on fire, and his lungs became tight. He could no longer feel the pain from his ass as his whole body become focused on breathing. His vision went out and the boy said whispered something very quietly to him before releasing Naruto causing him to hit the floor face first. "I'll come again Dobe." And with that the footsteps left the apartment.
Naruto rolled onto left on his side on the floor, unable to breath. The boy seemed to have place cling wrap from his bag to block the air instead of the boy's hand. He lay there motionless, feeling the cold sensation wash over him. He closed he weary eyes and tried to get up, but it was hopeless. At the rate he was going, he was to die before noon.
So what do think? I know, I know it sucks right? *sigh* I'm very hopeless... please review and tell me anything that is wrong, what can be improved or how you think the story line should go. ^.\\
