Only After the End

A/N: I am Tatiana, and this is the madness I call a story. Please acknowledge that while I am grateful for reviews I will not be able to update quicker because of them. Thank you. Now, the reason I write this story is because I am at a time of my life where I'm lost, completely lost. I cannot fix my other stories and become a better writer without taking chances and so I'm taking a chance with this story. I am trying new things, new ideas, new plots just to improve my writing! This story will be experimented with a lot. So please get ready for lots of drama.

Warnings: Language, explicit content, underage drinking, drugs, and etc.

Summary: Naruto Uzumaki is a stripper. He's one of the best in the business, and sometimes he has to do a little more than stripping to get the money he needs. His life is a mess and he doesn't deny this. In fact, he's tired of it. But things start changing when a little raven-haired teme comes into his life. Will he quit his job for a better life? Will he even consider that love doesn't necessarily follow rules?

xxx: Scene change/POV change.

"You expected more? What more could I give you?!"

"I won't pay you until I get what I want." The man growled out.

Naruto squeezed his eyes shut, wanting to die. He took an unsteady breath, one he didn't need. His hands slid across the sheets, across to touch the skin of an unwanted man. The blond felt vomit go up his throat as his hands were placed in an area he wanted to be nowhere near.

"I think you got the right idea, demon fox." A husky, low voice purred.

Naruto climbed further into the bed, opening his eyes to stare at the man in front of him.

'You can do this, Naruto. You've done it before! Stop being such a girl', Naruto repeated to himself, placing a hand on the back of the other male's neck.

He placed a fake grin on his face, feeling the guy's cock twitch at the action. The blond swallowed back the vomit in his mouth, crashing his lips against the older male's. The male groaned in pleasure, pulling Naruto closer. Naruto squeezed his eyes shut, trying to be brave. But bravery could only take him so far…

Few hours later.

"Fuck, nice job, Uzumaki." The older male sighed, buttoning up his shirt. "How will explain the cum stain to my wife?" His voice was filled with frustration, but it still held something that Naruto knew he could take advantage of. Naruto turned towards the male as he pouted softly at the other male.

"She won't notice, baby!" Naruto exclaimed, smiling widely. "Besides, why do you care? She's an old hag! All she worries about is the money she'll need to get from you to be able to buy a new pair of shoes." The blond saw the older male soften under his gaze. The blond wrapped his arms around the male's shoulders, placing a soft peck on the male's neck. "The money?"

"O-Oh right." The male chuckled lowly, blushing as he pulled out a few hundreds. "We should do this again." His hand ran down Naurto's arm, creating goosebumps. The goosebumps formed by fear or an unwanted touch. But Naruto kept a smile on his face, knowing that soon he could go home and jump into a scorching hot bath. Slowly, Naruto leaned forward, giving the older male a heated kiss before grabbing the money. The man leaned forward for another kiss as Naruto pulled away, but was greeted with nothing but air. His eyes flickered open to see Naruto pulling on his pants and shirt, grinning as he grabbed his shoes and walked to the hotel room's door.

"You're so much fun, babe. But I have to go!" Naruto gave a pout as he reached the door. "Maybe next time we can spend a weekend together?" Before the older male could answer, Naruto waved goodbye and left the hotel room. His smile fell off his face as he hopped on one foot, putting on his shoe. He quickly put on the other, rushing down the corridor to enter the elevator. As he slipped in he tripped over his own foot, gasping as he crashed into an older woman and her pretty little dog.

"Sorry! I am so sorry!" Naruto shouted, blushing heavily as he pushed him to the other side of the elevator.

The woman narrowed her eyes at him, cooing sweet nothings into her dog's ear. Naruto scoffed, crossing his arms over his chest as he pouted. His sapphire eyes casted down, staring at the small hole in his left sneaker as put on his jacket. Once the elevator opened to the lobby Naruto got out, waving goodbye to the old hag and her stupid pretty dog.

He hated going to the rich hotels. Everyone always looked at him like he didn't belong; as if he didn't know he didn't belong! Couldn't anyone give him a break? Why couldn't he pretend to be rich for a moment? Why couldn't he pretend to be able to afford expensive champagne and soft comfy beds?

'Because you sell yourself to the highest bidder.' His mind chided, bringing him back to reality.

Naruto swallowed down the disgust he felt towards himself, exiting the hotel. His hands were in his jacket pockets, the left one squeezing onto the few bills he had. He wished for once he could keep the money. Maybe then he wouldn't have to be crashing at his friend's house anymore. But he knew better. Naruto knew what would come if he ever kept it.

xxxx

Uchiha Sasuke. It was name said often in Japan, a name that could make knees weak and hearts stop. But Itachi saw nothing in the name. So as he called his brother's name he held fake smile to his face, ready to break Sasuke. Itachi held his coffee, taking a deep breath in to take in the aroma. His dark eyes slowly went up to watch Sasuke come down the stairs.

Sasuke glared at Itachi as he shined his fake, sickly smile at him. He wanted to punch him for waking him up so early. What time was it even? Six, maybe even five in the morning? What was so 'important' that Itachi couldn't wait until Sasuke woke up? For Christ's sake, it was fucking Saturday!

"Good morning, Sasuke." Itachi took a small sip of his coffee. "I have some news for you."

Sasuke rolled his eyes, opening the refrigerator and pulling out the pitcher of orange juice. "Why do I get the feeling its bad?" He sighed, grabbing a cup from the counter and pouring the juice into it.

"Bad? Oh Sasuke, you're always thinking everything I say is bad."

Sasuke shrugged, drinking his juice as he placed the pitcher back. "You didn't deny it, Itachi." He grumbled against his cup, placing it down on the table as he took a seat in front of his brother.

Itachi let silence fill the air, wanting Sasuke to get annoyed and ask for him to talk already. Sasuke whined after five minutes, "Fuck, just say it already!"

The older of the two smiled, picking up his coffee and taking another sip from it. "Pack your bags, Sasuke. You're moving out."

"What?"

"You heard me. Get packing. A car will pick you up at three." Itachi stood up from his spot, putting his cup in the sink as he stretched.

Sasuke gritted his teeth together. He banged his fist against the table, abruptly standing up. His dark eyed glaring daggers at his brother. "Go fuck yourself! Stop fucking around, Itachi." His voice was filled with anger and venom. He hated when Itachi messed with him. His hands became fists as Itachi didn't acknowledge him. Why couldn't he have a normal brother, one that didn't play games to fuck with his head?

He loved Itachi. He really did. But the man always messed with him. Itachi always played these sick games to fuck with Sasuke's mind. It was like Sasuke was his test rat, just there to take whatever shit others didn't want to deal with.

"I'm not playing. I expect you to be gone by that time or I'll you kicked out."

Sasuke's stomach dropped, but his face still held the same angry look. He didn't want Itachi to see just how worried he was. "Fine. I'll be gone, but I'm still going to school and you're still paying."

Itachi nodded his head in agreement. "Of course, you still have school to attend to."

As Sasuke thought of places he could stay he gulped down the rest of his juice, leaving the empty cup on the table as he walked up the stairs. When Sasuke was out of sight Itachi reached into his pocket, grabbing his phone. "Be here by three."

"He believed you that easily?"

"Do you doubt my skills?"

"No, but we all know how Sasuke is."

"True. Well, beon time." Itachi told the other on the phone, "And I mean it. You can't be late."

"Okay!"

Itachi hung up the phone, not giving a 'goodbye'. He sighed softly, running his fingers through his hair as he went to his bedroom.

A/N: Review? I'd like to know if I should continue or not.

P.S. Looking for a beta-reader.

- Tatiana