AN: I don't think I've seen this pairing before. But I like it, for some strange reason. BTW, not too sure about the rating. If people think it should be M then I'll change it.
Disclaimer: I don't own the anime series Naruto or any characters, places or objects associated with it.
Summary: There's no affection between them. NarutoKabuto, rated for implied sex and bad language.
Loveless
Naruto doesn't know how he was drawn to Kabuto, doesn't really care much. All that matters to him is the end result, this twisted relationship built on hate and hostility.
He doesn't like to think about how he got here, in the arms of the enemy within a cheap, tacky hotel in a village outside of Konoha. He knows what he's doing is wrong, he's all too aware of it. But it doesn't stop him. Naruto knows that something inside him likes this, being able to lose control for a while, just as much as he likes the soft moans in his ear, the sensation of fingers digging into his hips hard enough to bruise, the muffled cries of pain and pleasure and the sharp teeth biting his neck...
Naruto sometimes likes to entertain the idea of never coming back. But he knows he will, he always does. No matter now much he tries to deny it, he enjoys this arrangement as much as Kabuto. But after all, Naruto is a hormonal teenager, and willing to take what he can get. Kabuto, however, prefers to be stubborn, acting like it's a nuisance to succumb to the desires of an eighteen year old, despite the fact that he never refuses.
"You know I'm gonna leave now," Naruto says, his face slightly flushed and glistening with sweat. A nod in reply is all he receives as the older shinobi curls up next to him, yawning. It isn't like Kabuto to be touchy-feely at all, especially not with him, but tonight he doesn't care. It's the middle of winter and he'd rather be warm than freeze to death.
"And that we're gonna have to fight each other some time?" The blond asks. Kabuto sighs in exasperation, rolling over to lie on his back, one arm draped across his stomach. He's more than a little annoyed that Naruto is forcing him to stay awake just to answer questions he already knows the answers to.
"Yes, my idiotic little Naruto-kun. And unlike you, I can control my emotions so I'll be able to defeat you if it comes to it. Which it obviously will."
Naruto glares at Kabuto. "God, always the sarcastic one, aren't you, you prick? And I doubt you'll be able to beat me in a fight, Yakushi. After all, I'm a jinchuuriki," he grins before adding, "and I don't seem to ever remember you being on top. It's always me fucking you, never the other way around, isn't it?"
His only reply is a punch in the side and a glower. Naruto manages to say that every single time, and Kabuto knows not to let it get to him now, that Naruto's merely trying to wind him up.
"Does it hurt, Kabuto? Being dominated by a mere teenager seven years younger than you, that is. Well, it's obviously gonna hurt when you wake up tomorrow. Do tell me if you have trouble sitting down, I'll be in need of a good laugh!"
Kabuto considers killing the younger boy right there and then, but doesn't. All he wants to do right now is sleep. "I thought you were leaving, Naruto-kun. Because if you stay here I'll make sure to poison you in the morning, you little fucking bastard."
Naruto laughs before getting out of bed and getting dressed. On the way out he remembers to place the key to the room on the bedside table before leaving. No kisses on the cheek, no muttered goodbyes or declarations of love. Their relationship is built on nothing but hate and sex and that's the only way they can handle it.
Gah...I had so many things distracting me whilst writing this. Beer, food, music, chav images on DeviantART...
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