.::WARNING::. – BOY X BOY – NaruSasu Pairing! SEX SCENES IN FUTURE!

DISCLAIMER - I don't own the characters introduced all rights belong to Masashi Kishimoto.

SEXUAL THEMES – BAD LANGUAGE

EXPLICIT. 18+ YAOI. Not appropriate for younger audiences.

The Heist

Chapter 1: London's Calling!

"GET DOWN! GET THE FUCK DOWN!" Naruto shouted as he pointed the gun to the terrified customers. "I will blow every one of your god damn fucking heads off if even a single finger is lifted off the ground you got that?!"

The customers of the bank lay flat on the floor with their hands behind their heads.

"You! Fill the bag and don't try anything funny" Kiba said throwing the money sack towards the employee. "Well don't just stand there bitch!"

"You heard the man, fill the fucking bag!" Naruto continued. He turned around quickly when he heard a movement from one of the people on the floor. A dark haired man had knelt up onto his knees. "Do you have a fucking death wish, sir?!" Naruto pointed the gun to him." GET THE FUCK DOWN"

"You don't have to do this" Sasuke said putting his hands up slightly. This boy didn't look any older than he did. What was he doing robbing banks in a place like this? "Just put the gun down"

"You're a little too chatty for my liking you fucking asshole" Naruto walked over to him and poked the gun to his head. "You wanna play hero? Fun. I'll be the villain" the blonde smiled and had a crazy look in his eye. Kiba turned his head knowing the way he was talking only meant trouble.

"Oi! Focus on the job dick!"

"Fuck off. I'm playing heroes and villains with my new friend. So what you gonna do?"

"Absolutely nothing. It's you who's going to do something" the raven haired man exclaimed.

"My, my well aren't you fun"

Kiba watched as the woman almost finished filling the bag with cash. "Quicker! Fuck do you think we have all day?"

"I-I'm s-sorry… h-here" the woman handed Kiba the bag of cash as he snatched it from her hands. He hurried towards the exits tugging Naruto on the way. "Let's go"

"Oh I'm not going anywhere until this fucker gives me some fun"

"Seriously dude this again? What the fuck is wrong with you?"

Even though Sasuke's heart was pounding more in a second than it naturally should, he didn't feel like he was scared of this man. Although he didn't doubt for a second this crazy fuck would pull that trigger if he said the wrong thing.

Naruto grabbed the man by the neck and pulled him up to his feet. Sasuke was taken by surprise at the strength of him. He didn't look so strong in physical build but he lifted him up without strain or struggle. "You're lucky I'm in a good mood" he said as he pressed him hard up against the marble wall. The raven was struggling to breath. Naruto punched him 3 times hard across the face. "In future, you might want to keep your mouth shut or you'll end up fucking dead"

"Fuck we need to go now!" Kiba panicked hearing sirens in the distance.

He sniggered at the raven man and threw him to floor as they both bolted out of the door. As soon as they were out of sight a couple of people got up from the floor and ran towards Sasuke.

"A-are you okay sir?"

"Um… yeah. It's nothing" he said wiping the blood from his nose.

"He's right you know, it's not your job to play hero… it'll only get you into trouble"

Sasuke knew they were talking sense. He was always so reckless these days that he'd find any excuse to get himself into trouble just so he can spite his father. Although getting shot by a man during a bank robbery wasn't exactly how he'd want to do that, but he had to admit that for the first time in years he felt some excitement, as dangerous as it was.

"What took you so long?" Sora said driving at impeccable speed.

"Well this one decided to get involved with a civilian, again!" Kiba said pissed off as he pulled off his mask.

Naruto just snorted. He honestly couldn't give a fuck. It was exhilarating; the whole thing. And the best thing about it, being filthy rich. "Well what's the point if I can't have a bit of fun and excitement?!"

"You need to get laid dude" Kiba said teasing the blonde.

"Fuck off, I get plenty" Naruto couldn't help thinking that something was missing in his life. He needed more. More excitement, just…more. And something was about to happen which could change his life forever.

Sasuke walked into his apartment still holding a tissue over his bloody nose. It hadn't stopped bleeding since he left the bank. The police had shown up and he had given a quick statement but they let him leave because of the state he was in.

"Oh my god what happened to you?!" Sasuke's wife Sakura rushed over to him snatching the bloody tissue from his hand and slapping him across the face. "Do you know how worried I've been? Where have you been all fucking day!"

"What the fuck are you doing?"

"What have you done this time?" She said emotions swirling with both worry and anger. This was happening way too often. When her husband doesn't come home for long periods of time she's always worried he is getting into some sort of trouble. She didn't know what was wrong with him lately. They had been married for almost a year and things had been getting a lot worse. They haven't had the best of relationships but Sakura thought that once they got married things would change and be more stable.

"Why do you assume that it's my fault?" Sasuke said sulking over to the liquor cabinet.

"This has to stop, Sasuke… You haven't been to work in over a month, you disappear for hours on end and you don't even tell me where you're going"

Sasuke ignored her and drank straight from the whiskey bottle. "I'm going to bed".

Sakura watched as her husband slammed the bedroom door. She didn't know how much longer she could take of this.

3 Years Later

New York – July 2020

Naruto sat on the edge of the balcony just looking down at the city. He felt no emotion anymore. No anger, no hate, no aggression. This city, this job it… changed him. These last few years he had barely spoke.

"Come down from there. We've got some talking to do" Tony was Naruto's boss. 3 years ago his crew were working a job in London looking for recruits for a new 'business deal' happening in New York. Tony found several young gangs but when he met Naruto, he knew he was special. He was wasted in London. All those petty little crimes, £1000 here, £500 there… he knew once he offered the blonde something a little more interesting, he could persuade him hook, line and sinker. Come to think of it, it was a lot easier to persuade him to come on board than he thought it would be.

Naruto nodded and followed his boss back into the hotel room. He was met by 5 other men who were very mob-looking. Naruto stared at them with blank faces, not fazed by them at all.

"Gentlemen, thank you for travelling from Tokyo at such short notice. I know you're very busy people" Tony said as he motioned the men to sit.

"Well aren't you a pretty boy, blondie" one of the men spoke up. The blonde just stared at him with a menacing and blank expression. "Is he mute or something?"

"He's just a man of few words, nothing to worry about" Tony said feeling slightly anxious.

"Its better this way. The last thing we need is some loud mouth kid acting all tough and mighty in front of the operation"

Naruto snickered. If this was 3 years ago, we would certainly fit that description.

Tony motioned for the blonde to sit. "Here's the thing Naruto. All these years we've trained you for this exact moment. This is possibly the biggest job we have ever worked on and we are coming to the last hurdle. You remember me telling you about the Uchihas right?"

Naruto nodded. The Uchihas were a high class eliete family who had a lot of power and influence in England and other countries of the world. They were one of the richest families for a lot of generations and their family name goes way back in history. He never met one in person though.

"You see the Uchihas are nothing but low life scum who don't deserve to live the life they do. They look down on people like me and you Naruto. For 5 years we have been working very hard to get close to the Uchihas. We have a lot of people who work for their companies who have been spying and working for us at the same time"

"What is your plan?" Naruto finally spoke up.

Before Tony could continue, one of the men sititng opposite cut in. "We're assassinating the entire family. Every single Uchiha; the main family, the branch family, their children, their wives, their husband, you name it. Every single last one of them will be gone."

"How many of the Uchihas exist?"

"Numbers aren't important. We've already handled the ones who live outside of England. Your job is to take care of those who are still there"

Naruto looked at him with zero expression. But inside his subconscious he was freaking out. He knew exactly where this was heading and he knew he was going to be one of the people to carry this mission out. "You don't have to agree to this, but if you don't I'm going to kill you right here and right now" Naruto didn't care. He endured intense training from experts in Japan. He killed countless people and felt no remorse, no mercy. Nothing fazed him anymore. Stories passed through organisations about how cold and brutal the blonde was. How much of a psycho he is.

Tony looked over to Naruto who hadn't responded to his threat.

"He'll do it." Tony stated confidently.

"Good, we'll be in touch"

The 5 men left the hotel room.

"Tony…"

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner. You're the only one who can lead this end of the mission"

"I will do any mission you assign me to. It's what you pay me for"

"I know you don't just do it for the money. Your urge to kill is something you don't mind feeding" Tony handed him a brown paper envelope. Its contents contained information on the remaining Uchihas that were still alive in which he was going to take care of.

"I have you on the main branch"

"The main branch?" he questioned as he pulled out some of the contents.

"The main branch of the Uchiha family. You know those who aren't cousins, who didn't marry in etc. The main family who are still alive are counted as 4"

"Only 4 huh?"

"Yeah. We've taken care of the res. There's just those left including others which we can't track down yet. Distant cousins, that kind of thing"

"What happens if you cant?"

Tony laughed. He knew Naruto was skilled in what he can do but he found it funny the lack of experience he still had in this organisation.

"Now, now my trusted friend, you need not worry your pretty little head about that"

Naruto glared. If there was one thing he absolutely hated was being called pretty.

"Don't glare at me, Naruto. I'm just kidding. If looks could kill!" he continued to laugh.

London – Present Day

A knock on the door forced Sasuke to emerge from his bed. He looked at the clock and it read 12pm. He moaned and grunted at the annoying disturbance. He decided to ignore it as he turned over and went back to sleep. The knock got more persistent as the minutes went by and Sasuke eventually flew his blanket across the room in an angry rage, slammed his bedroom door open and stalked towards the front door. Whoever the fuck this is better be ready to fucking die. As he opened he immediately glared. "WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT?!"

The man was taken aback by the sudden rage of the Uchiha. "I-i…"

"Well spit it out! You were persistent enough to get me to answer so don't keep me fucking waiting"

He gulped and nodded apologetically. "I'm your fathers PA and I came to deliver a message"

Sasuke's face dropped. What the fuck did that bastard want? "A message? Haven't you people heard of email?" he shook his head noting that he could have avoided this human contact if that bastard just emailed.

"I'm sorry, it's his orders"

"Orders? He's still acting like he's some sort of king is he? What a fucking pathetic excuse for a man. You can tell my father if he wants to deliver a message he can shove it up my ass in person so that I can shit it out again over his ugly fat fucking face!" with that he slammed the door. The man was shaken but was about to knock again when he heard the Uchiha's voice shout from beyond the closed door. "AND IF YOU BANG ON MY DOOR AGAIN I'LL GAUGE YOUR FUCKING EYES OUT WITH MY GOLD PLATED FOUNTAIN PEN!"

The man took an even bigger gulp. He hated working for the damn Uchiha's but the job paid well. He started thinking though that he maybe did not get paid enough to endure this sort of abuse. He took out his notepad and wrote what the message was on a piece and slid it under his door. At least he attempted to give him the message. It wasn't his fault the man didn't want to listen. He just hoped his boss didn't give him worse when he tells him he slammed the door in his face.

Sasuke picked up an empty whiskey bottle and attempted to drink the tiny droplets that rested in the bottom of the bottle. Fuck. He threw and smashed the bottle against the wall causing a photograph to fall off the shelf. He picked it up and looked at it threw angry and teary eyes. It was picture of himself and Sakura on his wedding day. He didn't love this girl, he didn't love any girl. He enjoyed the company of men. Even though he's never slept with a man he knew what he was attracted to. Sakura was the daughter of a wealthy family and good friends of the Uchiha's. She had been besotted with Sasuke for some time and their father's thought it was a great match to unify both families. Much to Sasuke's disapproval his father pushed him into it. He regretted it ever since. He had only had sex with Sakura a few times and every time was disgusting. He hated it. He hated how she treats him, ordering him around. Telling him how to live his life. 3 years ago he started to miss days off work here and there because of how depressed he got. Eventually he just never turned up again. He wanted more out of life, he wanted to feel alive. He knew this ever since he got a taste of it when he was held up against the throat by a hot bank robber who wanted to kill him. Oh how that thrilled him. He was such a sick bastard. He'll never forget that foul mouth and piercing blue eyes that stood out through the black balaclava. He laughed to himself as he remembered his thoughts from that moment. There was no point wearing that mask with piercing eyes like that.

Just as he started to perk up his mood was immediately smashed by the sound of the front door closing. Great.

"What the fuck happened here?!" Sakura shouted seeing the smashed bottle stains on the wall and the floor. "You may want to live in a pig sty Sasuke, but I have standards. Clean it up"

"No."

"What did you say!"

"I fucking said, no! You're not in charge of me, you don't tell me what to do"

Sakura sighed. 3 years of this, none stop snapping, drinking and coming home to this. "What are you doing with your life Sasuke. You cut yourself off from your family, for what?"

"I'd rather die than be a part of that"

"Well like it or not, you are an UCHIHA. And even though they stopped your inheritance, you are at least still in the will"

"Excuse me?"

"You can still make amends if you want us to get a single penny off your father when and if he decides to retire"

"You fucking bitch. Is that all you care about?"

"Well we can't live off my wage for much longer Sasuke, not if we are going to start a family"

"A… family?"

"Yes" she smiled.

"You better fucking not be-"

Sakura laughed at her husbands stupidity. "You fucking moron, do you think I am able to get pregnant out of thin air? We haven't had sex in over 2 years!"

"I know that, Jeeze. Doesn't mean you wouldn't go looking else where"

"You think I would do something like that?"

"I honestly couldn't give a shit. But if you do end up getting knocked up, I aint taking care of another fuckers brat"

"You are a fucking bastard, Sasuke. Listen, it's about time we move on from all this sulking and whining. I can accept you not going back to work with your father but we are 21 years old and 4 years into this marriage, its time we start trying for a baby.

"I'm not touching you" he walked over to Sakura and whispered drunkily in her ear, "I'll never fucking touch you again".

She was beyond angry. There was no way he was going to deny her of this, not after 4 years of being patient with this asshole.

"Why the fuck don't you find someone who loves you?"

"Sasuke… you love me…"

"I do not. I've told you time and time again, I'm fucking gay"

"That's disgusting, Sasuke"

"Excuse me?"

"You're not gay. You love me. Now stop being so god damn selfish, and get into that bedroom and make yourself useful for one"

"FUCK. YOU." He slammed the door to the bedroom and locked it. There was no way he was going to be baby raped by this fucking woman. Why was she so obsessed with him. He had tried everything to make himself as unattractive as possible to her and treat her like shit. He didn't want to hurt her he just wants her to move on to someone who gives a fuck, but she wont.

He took a shower and changed into the most colourful clothes he could find. Black jeans, and a bright orange and pink Armani shirt. He styled his hair in way he never did before. His bangs were combed back sexy and his hair was sticking up all fluffy like he'd just had sex, and he applied a heavy amount of eyeliner. He looked at himself in the mirror. He still looked hot even though he was dressed as though he was in a 70s rock and roll band. The makeup and style made him look unrecognisable as an Uchiha. He topped it off with shiny white shoes and a white leather jacket with studded shoulders. He was going to get laid tonight if his life depended on it.

Sakura dropped the pan she was cleaning straight onto the floor as she eyed what she thought was her Husband as he picked up his keys and wallet and headed for the door. "Don't wait up" he winked.

"Where the fuck are you going dressed like that? And what the fuck is on your face?" She said pointing to the perfectly applied eyeliner.

"It's called makeup darling, you should try it" he said as he slammed the door behind him.

New York – 12pm

Naruto studied the photos of the men and women he had to kill. It was all well and good that there was only 1 of the branch family he had to take care of, but this bastard was married. At least he didn't have any kids. He was the same age as Naruto. The photo shows a typical Uchiha look. Perfectly combed black hair, pale skin, black eyes and a boring ass black suit. Sigh. He felt like this was going to be so boring.

He looked at himself in the mirror and noticed something. He started to look like he was a Japanese wannabe with the way he was dressed. A little bit of his childish self, started to creep back as he picked up his sword and started swinging it like a maniac. This all feels like I have a starring role in kill bill or something. How bizzare my life has become. He laughed to himself. He put down his sword and maintained his composure. There's no room to be immature anymore, this was serious. He hoped this was going to be as thrilling as it was promised, otherwise what was the point? The reason he took this job 3 years ago was for that exact reason. The blonde got ready to catch his 6 hour flight to London. He looked forward to visiting his home town. It had been a while.

To be continued.