Until you drown

Warning: ANGST. Mentions of, indication of rape maybe? Is it rape? Huh.

Summary: Kyuubi-Naruto version attacking our adorable Sasuke.

Disclaimer: Naruto is Kishimoto's and who knows who else?

Time-frame: After Naruto saves Sasuke (which we know will happen), brings him back to Konoha, and Sasuke starts living in his own place (And Naruto and Sasuke are again, tight friends and stuff)

Second Person

Sasuke's POV

You feel it slicing its way down your chest, biting, and crunching bunched up meat under a wet opening and then, release it with saliva let be. You feel the shiver as much as you feel yourself violated from the inside under the ministrations and you're so bound by what its doing that you let open a sound. A gasp that's entirely too uncharacteristic of you and its' staring, with that gleam in its eyes, knowing and pleased.

You groan when it slides its' tongue on the inside of your thigh and your toe jerks involuntary, losing connection with your mind and self-control. You find you cannot hold back this way and bite your lips, pressing them together and letting them bleed as you start to take full control of your body and become iron. Your spine is straight, drowning out the sensation of the tongue that's stilled from lapping at your skin as hungry, dark eyes lift up and stare at you with something akin to annoyance and anger. You're rigid against the mattress, tied and frozen and you give the best glare you can under your very weak circumstances.

It stares silently, contemplating.

Then, a hiss as if it can't find a solution anymore so it bites particularly violent at your skin, showing its frustration and challenging you through its actions. And you're left wanting, wishing things that you shouldn't, wouldn't want.

But at the end of it all, you give in to it. Because it is a part of who had once been and is still a dear friend. And perhaps it's not that you are willingly taking part in it - you are not enjoying it but you know that somewhere a part of you needs it. As if the physical roughness might stop the flooding guilt pumping in your veins and you're left feeling miserable for yourself and for your body because this is not suffering, this is just your body hurting. Furthermore, your body has not committed sins that you have in purposeful conscious.

And so, the night carries on. With you trying to hold back whimpers, tears and it trying to get under your skin. It is very violent tonight, tearing at your jaw and growling unnecessarily loud, as if rage had taken control of its' action when it had been amused, and devious before. When it completes its' routine, it sags over your back and pants, growls under its' very shallow breaths. You cannot fathom a reason so you glance at it with caution and those sharp red eyes are staring at you with a look unreadable yet dangerous. You look away and brush off the beast from your back and lie comfortably in the mattress, looking anywhere but at it.

It doesn't like that very much, it seemed, because it let out a very gutteral growl and grabs you from the sides, making your chest meet its - no - his. You feel the heat, the warmth radiating from the body and look up to find those red eyes again and you feel disappointment because it is him in body, but it is not him in mind.

It glares, fangs glistening silver in the dark as it growls low while wrapping arms tightly around you.

You might say you do not feel safe in the arms of a beast so powerful, so dangerous as Kyuubi but you think, you might be lying.

-0-

Its eyes switch back to his when he opens his eyes the next morning. And all you can see is blue - blue everywhere. You shudder voilently, feeling your limbs go slack as those eyes watch you with something akin to confusion.

'Sasuke?' he asks because you are lying beside him, in your bed but he does not know, not understand why he is here. He looks around, and you feel guilty when he finds it is not his place he's at and then, he looks at you and you want to drown but you don't because you don't have the time nor the control to take you back to where you're supposed to and he asks:

'What am I doing here?'

You are silent, you cannot speak for a moment before you get up, the look of indifference back in your eyes as you glance at the side of Naruto's face.

'How should I know, moron? It's my room, you're the one whose shown up out of nowhere.' you reply with the attitude of Uchiha Sasuke because he does not comprehend the dire situation that you're in and it would be better for him not to know.

So, he remains confused and oblivious and it keeps returning every night to fulfill what has become almost a traditional ritual.

And it hurts sometimes that he does not know because you share warmth, security, attachment in those moments of bliss and guilty pleasure - finding yourself at the edge of a cliff where his arms hold you back from falling because you are so close to the edge that only those nights save you. Those nights that you inevitably come to appreciate.

A/N: Because Kyuubi is like an animal and I don't know why but I thought it would be a nice contrast, I regarded Kyuubi as it.

If anyone doesn't understand, it's like this: Kyuubi starts entering Sasuke's house and forces sexual activities with him (rape) and though, Sasuke hated it back then. He likes it now and well, Naruto is oblivious to it all. Or is he?

It's a one-shot. ONE-SHOT. I might write an extra chapter if I have time but right now, this is all. Review if you like second person like I do. It's so awesome, right? XD

Anyway. Bye!