AN: Yes, I'm re-writing Rogue Love. No, I don't own Naruto. Explination at end of first chapter.
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"God damnit!" A young blonde man with a silver loop in his left eyebrow slammed his hands down on a large, polished oak desk, startling the man in Kage robes behind it. An advisor stepped forward, but the dark skinned man in the robes held his hand up to stop the others advance. The blonde shook his head, locks that had slipped free of his short braid moved aside to reveal a silver stud in his left ear. The Kage studdied the blonde man, rage apparent on his features. His knuckles were white as his fingertips pressed into the desk, trying to grip at the slick surface. He was so upset, trying to look intimidating and at six two, it wasn't hard. But the dark-complected Kage could sense his fear, see the desperation as thick pink lips pulled tight in a scowl over slightly off-white teeth. "Why the fuck not?!" Another of the rooms occupants spoke up. This one was a shorter man, just barely an adult, like his blonde companion, but with short brown hair, two piercings, a loop and a stud, in each ear. His arms were crossed, but he too was shaking, barely containing his own rage. He uncrossed his arms and gesticulated as he spoke; "They are in the area as we speak! The least you could do is send out a search team to gather all the onformation we can, or god forbid, track them!" "Show some respect!" The advisor finally spoke, waving a long, bony finger at the young men. "Respect?" The brunette bellowed. "When the fuck have you shown us any respect?!" "You don't deserve it for asking the impossible of us! You are asking to bring more trouble to our village, that we do not need, by seeking revenge for that demon scum!" The advisor was livid, shaking himself. The Kage looked to his advisor, giving him a stern look to show that he had crossed a line with that statement, but said look went unnoticed by the boys infront of the desk. "Fine. If that's how it is, fuck you! Fuck this village! I'm leaving," the blonde said, kicking the desk of the Kage, making both the man in the robes and his advisor jump. A cup of tea fell over, spilling it's contents before cluttering to the floor. "Mark," The Kage called out, but it fell on deaf ears as the blonde stormed out of the room. "Mar-" "You just lost two of your best," The brunette interupted. He too turned and walked away. He stopped in the doorway and grabbed the handle of the door. "You preach love and togetherness and you give us this bullshit. She was our teammate, our best friend. What if it were your brother, Raikage?" He spat the words with such venom, taking in the sad look on his former leaders face. He tuned out the yelling of the advisor as he glared daggers at the older man. "Caelan-" The Kage started. "Don't 'Caelan' me!" He yelled, "Fuck off and die." With that, he slammed the door and took off in search of his blonde companion.
"Fuck," A brunette said, pushing his long bangs out of his face. "I need to cut this shit again. It's pissing me off." A two pronged claw weapon hung by his hip, attached to his unconventional pants by a chain that was currently doubling as a belt. The red shorts sagged on the skinny brunette, chains that dangled from them doing more to pull them down and reveal a taut stomach and a fine line of hair. Fishnet adorned his legs, stopping just short of black shinobi sandals. Fishnet also covered his chest, shoulders and upper arms, stopping just short of his navel.
"You should really relax, Cae'," Said his taller companion. "It's really nice out here. It smells good, no one knows we're here..." He trailed off, reaching behind himself to finger the staff of the naginata on his back.
"Relax?" Caelan scoffed. "I couldn't relax if I tried." He leaned back against a tree, paused for a moment and then peered around it. He sat his bag on the ground. "There are too many people around. Don't you feel that? They're planning something." He checked his thigh holster for it's contents.
The taller man, a blonde dressed in standard ninja garb, though sans markings sighed. He had a pink sash tied around his waist, holding the weapon to his back.
"They aren't after us," He supplied. "We have nothing to do with what is going on here. They don't even know we're here. Though, I think we should go back to that last town we just passed through. It's not even an hour of a walk and we could stay there, eat something. Sleep in a bed?" At the end of his words a smirk edged it's way onto the blondes face, two lip piercings glinting in the sunlight that breached the trees.
The brunette scoffed again. The blonde suddenly became interested in something.
"Mark?" Caelan asked, watching as the other untied the sash. He retied the sash around the staff of the weapon and handed it to Caelan. "What are you doing?" He asked as the blonde climbed into the nearest tree, quickly and quietly.
"Just checkin' somethin' out. I'll be back in a sec'." He said, holding his finger to his lips, dropping his bag to the brunette who grit his teeth angrilly.
After a small noise of Mark jumping off of a low branch, there was silence. Caelan sighed and let the back of his head hit the tree. He took his headband out of his pocket, grimacing when a piece of his hair got stuck in the tree bark. "Damnit..." He muttered before tying the band around his head, the slash in the clouds a dark mark against the shiny silver.
Less than a minute later, Mark appeared before Caelan, hanging off of a low branch by his knees. Caelan cracked open an eye he hadn't realized he'd closed and glared at Mark with it.
"What?" He asked, putting the naginata in Mark's out stretched hand. He held up the others bag, which Mark took with the other. He got back up on the branch and shouldered his bag.
"You are not going to believe this. Come on!" Mark said, taking off.
"Shit," Caelan said, trowing his bag on. He followed Mark into the trees.
He grew nervous as he sensed several chakra signatures, but Mark was carefully avoiding them, making sure to stay just out of normal sensory range of the ninja in the trees around them. Mark suddenly stopped and Caelan took up a position behind Mark on a sturdy branch, leaning over the other shoulder to get a look at what he was staring at.
Two young men were sitting in the tall grass, a brunette and an ebony haired young man with glasses. The brunettes hair was falling around his face as a pale hand took out the others ponytail. Their lips were pressed together, so gently, shyly. The darker haired boy pulled back and adjusted his glasses. Dark sunglasses. The brunette pulled him back by hands fisted in his coat collar, but a pale hand on his chest stopped him.
"Wait," He said simply.
"What is it?" The brunette asked.
"We're not alone."
The young men looked around, slowly rising to their feet. The black haired boy zipped his coat up the rest of the way, holding out the others hair tie. The brunette took the tie and threw his hair up in a sloppy ponytail, scanning the treeline.
Marks breath caught in his throat when the pale young man looked directly at where he was hiding. Caelan put his hand on Marks shoulder. When Mark turned to look at him, he mouthed the words 'we should go'.
A kunai was his saving grace as one of the other ninja hurled it from a tree nearby, revealing his or her hiding place.
"Shit!" The brunette cried and jumped back, taking out his own kunai. He threw it back in the direction the other one came from. A small gasp of pain came from that direction and suddenly, the two young men were swarmed by ninja and weapons.
"Mark," Caelan said, grabbing the others arm. "Let's go while they're distracted."
Mark held out his arm.
"Wait. Just wait."
Caelan crouched down beside Mark, playing with the claw weapon at his hip nervously. Mark gripped the tree with his free hand as he watched the two boys fight off wave after wave of ninja.
"Two of them, from the Leaf village. How many other?" Mark asked, chancing a look at Caelan, who was worrying his lip peircing.
"Twelve, no... Sixteen." Caelan said, looking around.
"This hardly seems fair," Mark said, trying to appeal to Caelans sympathetic side.
"This has nothing to do with us," Caelan said, his eyes darting back and forth, watching the movement of the unidentified ninja in the trees. The young men took off and the other ninja gave chase.
"That's what they said to us back home," Mark said, taking off after them.
"Shit," Caelan grumbled and rolled his eyes. He gave chase as well. "We don't know what village they're from, Mark." He said, jumping from branch to branch behind his excited friend.
"Does it really matter? We don't have an affiliation." Caelan sighed in defeat at Marks words.
"Fine, but you owe me."
"Rock on!" Mark said, leaping out to disarm one of the unidentified ninja.
"What the fuck?" The man saidd, suddenly aware that he was without kunai, and without his holster. "Shit, there's more!" Mark put his hand over the mans mouth, but it was too late. The remaining eleven's attention were turned to them. This gave the boys a chance to grab two of the ninja with their own jutsu.
"Way to go, dumb ass," Caelan said, putting his hand in the weapon at his hip, disengaging it from it's chain. He cut down one ninja that grabbed him.
Mark shoved the now unarmed man from the tree and before he hit the ground, three more ninja were on Mark. He jumped to a higher branch, but they followed.
"So this is how we're gonna play it then, huh?" Mark asked, pulling the material from his weapon. He dropped the meterial and chuckled as it made one of the attacking ninja falter and lose his balance on the tree. He too hit the ground.
Upon brandishing his weapon, the smell of a storm uccompanied it. As he swung it, a gust of wind knocked the other two back. One landed on a branch safely, the other fell to the ground. The first ninja that Mark had surprised was back on his feet, grabbing Marks ankle.
"Didn't think you'd be back up so soon," Mark said, poking at the others wrist with the blade of his naginata. A shuriken glanced off his headband. The mans grip tightened around his ankle. Mark sighed and flipped the weapon over, driving the blunt end of the staff into the mans face. From the sickening 'crack', Mark assumed he'd broken his nose. He jumped away as soon as his ankle was free, tackling the one who'd thrown a shuriken at him. When he leaped away, Mark caught him with a kick, sending him falling to the ground. The blonde landed a few feet away, smiling as the body landed beside him with a sickening crunch. He wasn't dead, but his arm was probably broken in several places.
When Mark turned to look at Caelan, he was sure the three at his feet were dead.
"Brutal," Mark said, raising an eyebrow.
The remaining eight fled, some being assisted by their comerades.
The two boys looked like they were anticipating Mark and Caelan to attack them. Instead, Mark grabbed his pink sash from the forest floor and tied it, around his weapon, to his back. Caelan re-attacted the claw to his chain.
"Who are you?" The brunette asked, lowering his kunai just a bit.
"The guys that just saved your asses, it looks like." Caelan said. "What are you two doing out here, anyway?"
The brunette looked ashamed, the pale young man said nothing.
"Fine, be that way," Caelan said. "But I think you owe us a little something for saving your asses, don't you think?" He was looking the brunette up and down. He was skinny, almost too much so, with long hair and terror filled chocolate eyes.
Mark was smirking, eyeing the boy in the coat.
"I don't carry money on my on these sort of missions," The brunette said, slowly putting his kunai back in his holster.
"That's fine. I'm sure we can think of something else," Mark said, suddenly behind the two. He put his hand on the coated boys shoulder and leaned in close. "Why don't we have a little sparring match, you and I. If I win, you take off that coat of yours and show me what's under it, eh?"
The pale boy spun around to attack Mark, but he caught the slightly smaller fist in his hand and held it.
"Mmm, such soft skin. Are you really a ninja?" Mark asked, puling his weapon from the sash, stepping back, popping one of the buttons off of the others coat.
The brunette took this oppertunity to form some handseals. Shadows crawled their way over to Caelan, who, upon noticing the shadows became coated in a silvery reflective substance. The brunette saw himself being attacked by the shadows, found himself tied up by his own jutsu.
"I have no intention of fighting you," Caelan said, taking a leather strip from his kunai pouch, strapping it around the brunette's neck. The shadows suddenly dropped him and he couldn't summon them again. He tried to pull away, but felt so weak. Caelan took one of the chais that was attached to his pants and attached one end to the makeshift choker.
"What the Hell?!" He demanded.
"You see," Caelan started. "My friend over there is really good at making people defenceless and imobile. The symbols on this collar are his work. Convinient, no?"
"One button gone," Mark said with a smirk.
Insects enveloped the two.
"Oh, you use insects as weapons?" Mark was over joyed, smirking. "Let me see if I can remedy this," He stabbed his naginata in the ground and formed some handsigns, taking note of the bugs eating his chakra. The black haired boy was trying to flee. "Armme Null!" Mark said, palming the other in the stomach. The kikaichu fled back inside their host, burrowing deeper inside. He gasped and fell to his knees.
"Shino!" Shikamaru cried.
"Shino, huh?" Mark knelt beside the pale youth and ran his hands over his legs. Shino flinched and tried to pull away, but found his legs useless. Mark took his kunai pouch. "You really should relax, I'm not going to hurt you.
"We just want to talk and you two seem so..." Mark pursed his lips, thinking of a word as he walked over to Shino. "Hostile." He said, picking the other up off of the ground. He stood Shino on his feet and looked at the pale face. "Sorry about that," he said, smirking. He licked his thumb and rubbed a smudge off of Shino's cheek. "Oh my, you're bleeding..." He said, making note of a couple wounds on the young man. "Cae'..." He whined.
"No, absolutely not." Caelan said, grabbing Shikamaru by the hair.
"Oh, come on." Mark said, throwing Shino over his shoulder. "Hold still, sweets."
Caelan sighed. "You get us into so much fucking trouble," He grumbled.
"Shino! Shikamaru! I heard a scuffle, are you guys alright?" They heard a female voice.
The second Shikamaru opened his mouth, Caelan slapped his hand over it.
"Don't even think about it." He said, picking up Shikamaru. The two took off with their prizes.
Shortly after a pink haired female wandered into the tall grass. She slipped and grumbled. She pulled her shoe off and looked at the bottom. She was going to wipe it on the tree and continue looking, but she gasped when she saw it was blood.
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Caelan left the one known as Shikamaru with Mark, who still had Shino on his shoulder to go check in to a hotel, getting them two rooms. Caelan took Shikamaru with him and Mark took Shino.
"What do you plan on doing with me?" Shino asked as soon as Mark closed the door behind him.
"Hmm, ya know, I hadn't thought about that." Mark said, gently setting Shino on the bed.
"Why would you save me and my compainion only to kidnap us?" He asked. Mark set his naginata by the door and took off his bag, setting it on the bed by Shino. He took out a fist aid kit and started to treat Shino's wounds that he could get to. He cleaned up and bandaged a cut on Shino's cheek, holding the others chin rather forcefully when he tried to get away.
Mark ignored the question and asked his own. "Will you let me treat the wounds on your torso?"
"Why?"
"So you don't get an infection?"
Shino bit his lip.
"Why do you care?" He asked. Mark sighed and leaned back against the wall, staring at Shino.
"I dunno. You are kinda cute," Mark smiled at Shino's tensing.
"You're going to rape me?" He asked, trying to back away.
"Now who ever said that?" Mark asked, pushing off the wall. He pulled Shino up and took off his coat. Shino tried to fight back, but Mark grabbed his arms. "Look, Shino." He made a point of saying the others name, "I'm a lot of things, a lot of which are bad, but a rapist is not one of them. Do you understand me?" Shino nodded and let Mark undress him until he was shirtless. Mark tended to the others wounds and let him lay back on the bed. He went to the sink and got him a glass of water.
Shino took the glass and just stared at Mark.
"It's not poisoned." He said. Shino quirked an eyebrow. Mark sighed and took the glass from Shino, taking a sip to prove his point. He handed the glass back and Shino just held it. "God damn, you're devoted." Mark chuckled. He stood up and paced the room. He went to his bag and dug out a pack of cigarettes and his lighter. "Do you mind if I smoke?" He asked.
"Why do you care if I mind?" Shino asked, straining to set the glass on the bed side stand. Mark lit the cigarette and sighed, smoke billowing out the side of his mouth.
"Well, you don't seem to be trying to get away," Mark said, taking his place on the wall again.
"I can't exactly get away," Shino said, narrowing his eyes, even though the other couldn't see.
"Sure you could," Mark said with a shrug, opening the door. Smoke flowed out of the room.
"Without the use of my legs or my kikaichu?" Shino asked and then grunted, trying to pull the blanket up over himself to hide his bare torso. Mark sighed again and pushed off of the wall, helping Shino with the blanket. He took his bag from the bed and put it on the table.
"You have arms, crawl." He said, sitting on a chair by a table. He flicked his ash on a tray and rested his arm on the table, looking at Shino.
"What about Shikamaru?" Shino asked.
"Fuck, I don't know. He might get raped." Mark said, leaning back. He took off his headband and looked at it. "Oh, shit. No wonder you were so hostile. I still have this fucking thing on." He said and tossed it in the corner of the room. It hit the wall with a 'thunk' and dropped to the floor.
"You're from Kumogakure?" Shino asked, trying to sit up.
"That's where I was born," Mark said, pursing his lips around the filter of his cigarette.
"... and you left?" Shino asked.
"That's generally what a slash through a symbol on a headband means," Mark said.
"Alright, smart-ass," Shino muttered. Mark smirked.
"I didn't peg you as being this taklative," Mark said, leaning forward, his elbows on his knees.
"I'm not," Shino said, pursing his lips, pulling the blanket up to his chin. Mark looked through his bag once more, squinting to keep the smoke out of his eyes. He pulled out a plain long sleeved shirt.
"Put this on. Sit up and talk to me." Shino just stared. "What, do you think all my shit is poisoned or something?" Mark held out the shirt once more.
Shino took it and slipped it on, letting the blanket fall down around his waist. He used his arms to lift himself into a sitting position. The shirt was far too big on him and Shino simply looked adorable, swimming in the large garment. Mark couldn't help but smile, fighting off a laugh. The fact that Shino was pouting didn't do much to stop it.
"So, what do you want from me?" Shino asked.
"I don't know," Mark started, putting out his cigarette in the ash tray. He took out another one and lit it. He held the pack out to Shino. Shino shook his head. "Hmm," Mark leaned back in his chair, putting his feet up on the table, crossing them. "Maybe some good conversation, a rough fuck, a date." Mark sounded like he was just throwing ideas out there. He was staring at the ceiling, glancing at Shino out of the corner of his eye.
"If I have sex with you, will you let me go?" Shino asked. Mark sat up instantly and eyed the boy.
"Are you offering?" Mark asked.
"Bargaining," Shino corrected.
"Will you let me buy you dinner first?" Mark asked with a smirk. Shino couldn't tell if he was joking or not and his eyes narrowed behind his glasses again. "I'm serious. If you want to bargain like that, you'll have to at least listen to my suggestions." Mark had a creepy grin. Perfect teeth, save for the off-white colour, no doubt caused by years of smoking, spooked Shino.
"Brush your teeth first," Shino said. Mark giggled and Shino found himself looking away, a blush skirting across his features.
"Aww, Shino-kun, I'm sorry," Mark said, stubbing out his only half-smoked cigarette, sitting beside the pale young man on the bed. He ran the fingers of his left hand through Shino's hair. "My..." Mark breathed, "No wonder your hair is so unruly. It's so soft, I bet you can't do a thing with it."
Shino tried to pull away.
"You really are attractive," Mark said.
"Shut up. Do we have a deal or not?" Shino asked, flinching away as Mark ran his fingers over a pale cheek.
"I'm going to throw my only offer on the table," Mark said, playing with the smaller mans hair as Shino tried to push him away. "We get dinner, see where that leads tonight. You stay with me for, oh, say, two days... Then I let you go home."
"It's that easy?" Shino asked, pulling back again.
"Yeah," Mark said, moving back to the chair, re-lighting the half-smoked cigarette.
"What's the catch?" Shino asked. He tried to move his legs, but couldn't.
"You can't cry rape. You were willing," Mark said.
"I said I was," Shino said quietly. "If you brush your teeth first and let me go after."
"I guess we have a deal, then, Shino-kun," Mark said, holding his hand out for Shino to shake. Shino pouted and Mark dropped his hand.
"So, are you gay?" Mark asked.
"What business of yours is that?" Shino asked, turning away. He crossed his arms. The constant chatter was making it difficult for him to figure a way out of this.
"Well, I did see you kissing that other boy in the grass back there. Also, wouldn't it be pretty awkward to have sex with a man if you're straight?" Mark made a face and shrugged his shoulders, holding his arms out to the side, his cigarette in hand. "Maybe you're only a hint bi-curious. Is that why you two were kissing?" Mark asked.
"I said I'd have sex with you in exchange for my freedom, isn't that good enough? Do you have to humilate me too?" Shino said, pushing himself up further. Mark looked shocked for a second.
"I'm not trying to humiliate you, I'm just asking. I mean, I wouldn't make you have sex with me if you were straight," Mark said.
"You wouldn't?" Shino asked, quirking an eyebrow.
"No. If you didn't want it, that would make me a rapist."
"But I don't want it, regardless of my sexuality," Shino seethed. Mark just sighed. "Why couldn't you have just approached me about this like a normal person?!"
"If I'd have done that, you wouldn't have even thought about it. Especially after I whooped the asses of those ninja attacking you," Mark said, stubbing out his cigarette. "You know it's true." With that, Mark got up and closed the door. "Besides, most gay ninja do their best to keep that shit a fucking secret. I don't know about Konoha, but where I'm from, being a gay ninja is no fucking cake-walk. Even if you're bi, they assume you're gay and treat you like shit."
"Is that why you left?" Shino asked.
"No," Mark said with a chuckle, "No, it's not."
"So, then why?" Shino asked. Mark smirked, seeing an oppertinity.
"If I tell you why I left, will you honestly tell me your sexuality?" He asked, sitting too close to Shino for comfort. There was a long silence as Shino thought about his answer.
"Yes."
Mark turned away and looked at the wall as he spoke;
"I left because they wouldn't let me avenge a fallen comerade. This comerade meant the world to Cae' and I, and they would not let us get revenge." He looked back at Shino. "It's as simple as that."
"You cared more about your comerade than your village?" Shino asked, pursing his lips awkwardly.
"Yeah," Mark said, once more staring at the wall. "I had nothing left there but Caelan anyway, and he came with me when I left."
"What about family?" Shino asked. Mark didn't even look at Shino as he grabbed another cigarette and lit it.
"All dead. Well, the ones I cared about anyway."
"That's bad for your health," Shino said, nodding towards the cigarette.
"I'm aware," Mark said, putting the filter to his lips. "Would you rather I smoke this outside?"
"No," Shino said, immediately mentally kicking himself for it. He realized he was starting to care about his captor and fear creeped up his spine.
"So, how about you?" Mark asked.
"Me what?" Shino asked.
"What is your life goal?"
"I don't know. I hadn't really put any thought into it. I'm supposed to rule my clan once my father passes," He said, simply.
"Doesn't sound like you're looking forward to that," Mark said.
"Well, if I'm captured by someone like you, I'm going to be a big dissapointment as leader, don't you think?" Shino snapped.
"Woah, okay," Mark said with a slight chuckle, holding up his hands, "I was one of the best Kumogakure had to offer before I left. Me an' Cae' were the shining stars of our village. We went on tough-assed, A-rank missions before we were seventeen, okay? I had three kills under my belt by the time I was thirteen," Mark paused for a second, "Not that that is anything to brag about. But what I'm sayin' is," He paused again, "Well, actually, I don't know what I'm sayin'. Cae' always did say I'm kinda slow when it comes to certain things, that I often act based on emotion." Mark rubbed his face with his hands. "Shit. Why am I telling you this? You're just going to run off back to your home in a couple days and forget all about me. Shit, maybe your village will even send a squad after me." He stood up and started pacing the room. After a minute, he stopped and looked at Shino. "Now, you have to tell me your sexuality."
"Shit," Shino muttered. Mark cracked a small smile. "I do like men. I am... A homosexual." He said, feeling like the wind was knocked out of him at his own words.
"There," Mark said, once more sitting by him. "Now, was that so hard?"
"Yes it was!" Shino raised his voice a hint. "Do you know what would happen to me if anyone else back home aside from Shikamaru knew of my orientation?!" Shino demanded, he went on; "I would be outcasted, shunned, t-" Shino stopped as a pair of soft, pink lips were pressed to his. He stiffened as Mark cupped his cheeks with his hands, the bed dipping as Mark rested his knee on it, pushing Shino back to rest agaisnt the headboard. Shino whined softly and brought his hands up to Marks chest, pushing weakly, almost not at all. The pale shinobi found himself parting his lips when a persistant tongue pressed against them. The kiss was deep and passionate, but still tender. Shino cracked open an eye that he hadn't realized he'd closed to find Marks eyes closed. He surrendered himself to the kiss for a moment, running his hands up Marks chest, resting on his shoulders.
Mark broke the kiss and smiled at Shino. Shino shoved Mark away.
"Go brush your teeth!" He said.
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Meanwhile, as Mark and Shino shared a lovely conversation, Shikamaru was not so fortunate.
Caelan led Shikamaru into the room by his hair, shoving him down face first onto the bed and removed the chain from his pants, hooking Shikamaru securely to the headboard of the bed. He dropped the claw weapon from his belt and threw his bag on the floor.
"There," Caelan said, watching Shikamaru struggle to pull at the collar and try jutsu after jutsu to try and get it off. He couldn't muster enough chakra, and his arms felt weak.
"What the hell have you done to me?!" he demanded. Caelan only smirked.
Caelan reached out for him, taking the other's chunin vest from him with a flick of his wrist, he deposited it on the floor, leaving it where it fell. Caelan reached out again for Shikamaru's shirt, but Shikamaru grabbed his wrists.
"Stop it! Don't!" Shikamaru whined.
Caelan slapped Shikamaru's hands away and took a kunai from his own pouch. He grabbed the bottom of Shikamaru's shirt and sliced it, from the bottom all the way up to his neck, where he held the blade and pushed, ever so slightly, making Shikamaru have to lift his head to avoid being cut. Shikamaru held his breath as the blade pressed against his neck. He hissed and pulled back when the very tip of the blade punctured his skin. The sudden jerk tore a small, bleeding line in Shikamaru's neck. Caelan watched with a satisfied grin as the blood dripped down his neck and over his collar bone, down his taught chest and into the slight inward curve of his stomach.
Shikamaru whimpered and tried, yet again to pull away, he struggled with the chain, realizing he couldn't even move the bed, though it was only a queen-sized bed, he should have been able to move it with ease. Caelan frowned deeply as Shikamaru had messed up the flow of the small blood stream, smearing it across his stomach in his struggles. Caelan growled as Shikamaru continued to struggle. Caelan reached out and grabbed a fist full of Shikamaru's hair, tugging him so that he was face to face with the other.
"Go ahead and fucking struggle, you pussy. That just means it will be more painful for you..." He paused, and then grinned. "And more pleasurable for me..." With that, Caelan forced Shikamaru's head down, slamming it on the bedside stand.
Shikamaru fell to the floor, becoming disoriented for a moment. He tried to stand, but ended up falling onto the bed on his stomach, his legs still attached to the ground, but just barely. Shikamaru groaned and tried once more to right himself, ending up in the same position again. He whispered a curse under his breath and clutched the sheets of the bed in one hand, bringing his other hand up to his head. He held his throbbing head, groaning at the pain his hand caused. He looked down at the white sheets to see a few drops of blood on them. He cursed again and pulled his hand away, staring at the blood on his trembling digits.
Caelan stalked up behind Shikamaru, pressing the kunai against his pants, near his balls. Shikamaru wanted desperately to pull away as Caelan started to cut them, but he knew better than to jump, lest he lose his testicles.
Caelan completely shredded his pants, pressing the tip of the blade against Shikamaru's sac, teasing, poking with the painfully sharp object.
"Don't... Please..." Shikamaru whined.
"Aww, broken already?" Caelan asked, pulling the blade back and turning it around, rubbing the dull end of the handle between Shikamaru's ass cheeks.
"Fuck you!" Shikamaru said harshly. Caelan frowned and pressed the circular end inside Shikamaru, earning himself a whimper.
"Leave it there..." Caelan said, as he leaned over Shikamaru, whispering that phrase in his ear.
Shikamaru closed his eyes, and suddenly the presence behind him was gone. He opened his eyes and was met with a stiff cock right in his immediate line of vision. The throbbing cock was sticking out of Caelan's pants, the tip pierced, gleaming with a drop of precum, the zipper being a nice accent, a silvery and sharp contrast to the surprisingly tan skin of his member.
Shikamaru's mouth became dry and he felt the sudden need to lick his lips. Caelan grabbed a fist full of Shikamaru's hair, making the later wince at the throbbing pain on his scalp from the still fresh wound. Caelan thrust his cock into Shikamaru's face, grinning down at the other.
"Suck," he demanded.
Shikamaru growled, but surrendered when Caelan pulled his hair again, and let his small pink tongue dart out to lick tentatively at the head of the shaft, flicking over the piercing.
"More, take it in your mouth," Caelan said, his voice deceptively soft, pressing the straining cock urgently against Shikamaru's lips.
Shikamaru whimpered, but took the head of the older nin's cock into his mouth and suckled a little. Caelan lessened his grip on Shikamaru's hair and put the hand on the back of Shikamaru's head, forcing his cock deeper into the other's mouth.
Shikamaru gagged around the thick shaft in his mouth, the piercing tickling something in his throat, making him choke. After a few more seconds of the forceful throat-fucking, Caelan pulled out, leaving Shikamaru gasping for air.
Caelan walked around the bed, slowly, teasing and setting Shikamaru's senses on hyper drive. Shikamaru jumped when Caelan put his hands on the other's hips. Shikamaru shifted and made the kunai turn inside him. Shikamaru let out a groan, as the now warm metal object inside him brushed something, sending waves of pleasure up his spine, creating a tingling sensation that spread throughout his entire body.
"Ahh..." Shikamaru breathed.
Caelan licked his lips and grabbed the kunai by the blade, with no preference for the safety of his own skin, and pressed it deeper into Shikamaru, who moaned. Shikamaru cursed under his breath, damning his bodies reaction, his stiffening cock rubbing against the sheets. Caelan reached under Shikamaru, fondling him.
"Yes, you're getting into this now, aren't you?"
"No..." Shikamaru whined, but moaned as Caelan's caloused fingers stroked him gently, the touch confusing and draining his senses. Caelan let go of Shikamaru's cock and pulled the kunai from the other's ass. He used said kunai to cut a small wound on Shikamaru's asscheek, making the other whine in protest. Caelan threw the knife to the ground and smeared the first three fingers of his right hand in the blood and used the warm, liquidy substance, pressing them into Shikamaru roughly, stretching them apart, tearing Shikamaru's insides and making the other scream.
"Fuck!" Shikamaru screamed, his voice cracking. He buried his face in the bloody sheets, crying into it, sobbing as Caelan finger-fucked his ass, using his blood as lubricant.
"Mmm..." Caelan sounded very satisfied. "You're so tight. No doubt a virgin... Lucky you, you get to feel the pleasure of having a pierced cock inside you your first time. It'll blow your mind..." Caelan said, taking his fingers from the other and wiping them on the sheets.
He pushed Shikamaru's legs farther apart with his own legs and positioned his cock at the other's bloodied entrance. Shikamaru braced himself, for he knew what was coming next. Caelan thrust into Shikamaru, filling him, watching happily as a thin trail of blood ran from Shikamaru's ass.
"So tight... So hot..." Caelan moaned.
Shikamaru groaned out in pain as Caelan rammed into him, forcing his cock deep into him.
The piercing was rubbing over his prostate, again and again. Even though he was in an intense amount of pain, it made Shikamaru shudder with pleasure. Caelan reached around the other and teased Shikamaru's length with his slick fingertips. Shikamaru gasped and moaned, finding himself bucking into the hand.
Caelan ran his forefinger over the head of Shikamaru's cock, still teasing, pressing the tip of his finger into the dripping slit. Shikamaru gasped and started to struggle. Caelan pressed his finger nail a little bit further into Shikamaru's cock as the other cried out in pain, his ass clenching around Caelan.
"Oh, fuck yes..." Caelan hissed, removing his nail from the other's cock and fisting it, rubbing it roughly, trying to force Shikamaru to cum. "You like that, don't you, you little fucking bitch! Having your insides torn up and having your cock touched... You're moaning like a fucking whore... and clenching so fucking tight..."
Shikamaru drew in a sharp breath and arched his back, moaning as he came in the other's hand, his cock and ass spasming with his release, clenching around Caelan, who groaned and pounded him harder, forcing his cum-leaking cock into the sheets after his hand abandoned it to grip the other's hips. Caelan came, hard, deep inside Shikamaru and continued to pound him until he was soft, groaning as he pulled out, watching with a very satisfied smirk as a mixture of blood and semen leaked from Shikamaru's stretched passage. Shikamaru collapsed onto the blood and semen-stained bed and clutched at the sheets, sobbing. Caelan zipped his pants back up and pulled Shikamaru up by his hair.
"Fuck, that was good," Caelan whispered in Shikamaru's ear. He threw the other back on the bed and picked up his bag. He looked through his bag, pulling out a pair of shorts and he slipped them on an exhausted Shikamaru, who could only whine in protest. He unhooked the brunette from the bed post and tugged hard on the chain, trying to make the pained and exhausted Shikamaru walk.
Shikamaru fell to his knees and crawled forward to Caelan. He grabbed onto the others shorts and just held on to him, resting his head on the others hip. For a second, Caelan felt bad. A fearful 'what have I done?' moment overtook him, but he shook it off. He pulled Shikamaru to his feet by his hair and forced him to walk out the door and to the next room over, Marks room.
Shino had just started to enjoy the soft kisses that Mark was giving him when Caelan threw open the door, tossing a bruised and battered Shikamaru inside.
"Watch him, I'm going to get food," Caelan said, turning to walk away.
Mark jumped off of Shino and ran over to Shikamaru, cupping his cheeks gently. Shikamaru flinched away.
"Oh, my god! Caelan, what did you do to the poor thing?!" Mark cried.
"I just had a little fun with him, what do you want to eat?"
"A little fun? He looks like you beat him half to death!" Mark screeched, running around, gathering the pieces of his first aid kit he'd been using earlier.
"Right, so teriyaki chiken?" Caelan asked.
"Two orders, and some bread and sake," Mark said, turning Shikamaru's chin up to assess the damage. "Milk too."
"Right, okay," Caelan said, walking off. Mark slammed the door and turned his attention back to Shikamaru. Shino pulled himself to the end of the bed and looked at his friend, worrying his bottom lip.
"God damnit, Caelan..." Mark muttered as he cleaned the blood off of Shikamaru's wounds, the other weakly fighting him every step of the way. "Shit, stop." Mark said, taking Shikamaru's wrist in his hand, placing it down on the floor. "Stop." He instructed once more when the small hands weakly pushed at him. Mark heard a 'thud' and quickly turned around, realizing Shino had pulled himself off the bed. Mark grabbed Shino and moved him over by Shikamaru, letting the pale young man hold Shikamaru's arms down.
"Shikamaru, it's ok. He won't hurt you," Shino whispered. Mark grabbed a cloth and started wiping away fresh and dried blood.
"Shit," Mark muttered, "He didn't even clean the kunai wounds."
Shikamaru cried out as Mark sanitized the wounds.
"Shikamaru, calm down." Shino instructed, holding his friends arms to his sides.
"It hurts!" Shikamaru cried, struggling against both of the others.
"It's going to hurt, sweetie, it's a sanitizing agent," Mark cooed as he bandaged up the brunette's wounds to the best of his ability. "God," Mark breathed, pulling back to look at his work. "Cae' really did a number on you, huh?"
Shikamaru only whimpered. Mark lit another cigarette as he grabbed the glass he'd offered Shino earlier and took it to the sink, dumping out the old water, filling it with new. He brought the glass back to Shikamaru. Instead of taking the glass, Shikamaru reached out and stole Marks cigarette. He took a drag and coughed, leaving the cigarette in his mouth as he let his arm weakly fall to the floor.
"You've picked up a nasty habbit, there, son," Mark teased, taking his cigarette back. Shikamaru whined again. "Drink first, then you can have it back."
Shikamaru reluctantly did as told and drained the glass.
"There ya go," He said, taking a drag off the smoke, handing it back to Shikamaru. "I don't know what would have posessed Cae' to do this," Mark said, looking sadly over at Shino. "I'll have to talk to him when he get's back. If I give you your movement back, can I trust that you won't run away?" He asked, running his hand over Shino's curled up leg, enjoying the feel of the others strong calf under his palm.
"Yes," Shino said.
Marks hand started to glow and feeling slowly returned to Shino's legs.
"It'll be a bit before you can walk like normal again, so be careful. Try and get him to eat a little bit while I talk to Cae', alright?" Shino nodded.
Shikamaru finished the cigarette and handed it to Mark, who put it out in the ash tray. He brought over his pack and lighter, letting Shikamaru take from it as he pleased.
A half hour passed in silence, only the sound of breathing filled the air until Caelan knocked on the door. Mark lit a cigarette and jumped up. Caelan shoved a bag of food into his hands as soon as the door was open. Mark sat it on the table and motioned to Shino. Mark stepped out and closed the door behind him.
"What the fuck, Cae'? You butchered him!"
"I only had a little fun, don't give me that."
"A little fun? He's shaking like a leaf!" Mark put his hand on his hip.
"Well, what the fuck did you expect me to do?!" Caelan said, digging into his own food.
"Not this, Fuck, Cae'!" Mark rubbed his hands over his face before taking another drag of his cigarette. "I'm starting to like this kid, Shino. He's got depth."
"What?" Caelan stopped, noodles hanging from his lips.
"I mean, don't you think it would be nice to have a home to return to after we complete our mission?" Mark asked, running his fingers through his hair.
"Are you fucking dense?" Caelan asked, dripping his chopsticks into the container he held. "We kidnapped those two. Raped them. Do you honestly think we could have relationships with them?"
"I- I didn't..." Mark trailed off.
"You don't ever think, Mark!" Caelan snapped. Mark winced and grit his teeth.
"I mean I didn't rape Shino," Mark said.
"Then what the fuck did you do with him?"
"We talked, we kissed," Mark said softly.
"Oh my god! There you go, getting sympathetic! Forgetting our fucking mission!"
"Caelan, I will never forget our mission. She was my teammate too! Just..." Mark trailed off once more.
"Just what, Mark? Just what?" Caelan narrowed his eyes.
"When it's all said and done, we could have a village to go back to. You know we can't just fade into obscurity. We're ninja. We were born killers and thieves. We can't just dissapear into some village of civillians. We have a chance to actually do more, be more."
"What the fuck makes you think they will accept us? I mean, hello, I raped that kid!"
"Make it up to him. Show him the caring side of Caelan that I know," Mark said, reaching out to the other.
"You can't 'make up' a rape, Mark. You-know-who tried. We killed him."
"Which makes me wonder what would posess you to do such a thing, especially to such a fragile young shinobi."
"Shit," Caelan whispered in defeat. He walked past Mark, who tossed out his cigarette and followed.
Shikamaru cowered as Caelan threw his uneaten food on the table. Shino stepped in front of Shikamaru as Caelan approached. Mark stepped up to Shino's side and pulled him away.
"Shh, he won't hurt Shikamaru while I'm here." Mark said, wrapping his arms around Shino's waist, resting his head on the others shoulder, watching. Shino was tense.
Caelan knelt down in front of Shikamaru. Shikamaru spit on Caelan.
"I deserved that. Look," He said, taking the chain off the collar, tossing it aside. "I know no ammount of appologizing is going to make what I did any less painful, so here." He took a kunai out of his holster and handed it to Shikamaru. "Go ahead and cut me. You can even shove it up my ass, blade end first if you want."
Mark and Shino winced at the thought.
Shikamaru slowly wrapped his fingers around the grip of the kunai. He looked like he was readying himself to stab Caelan, then he dropped it and slapped the other hard.
"Why the fuck would you do something like that?!" Shikamaru cried, reaching out for the others shirt.
"Shit, I don't know," Caelan said, wrapping his arms around the shaking brunette as he sobbed into his shirt.
"You saved me only to fuck me so hard it hurt. Why would you save me if you were only going to hurt me?!"
Shino closed his eyes and leaned back into Mark's embrace.
"I don't know. I just," He paused, "You were so tempting. I mean, can you really blame me? You're sexy and gay-"
"That doesn't mean I'm just going to give it up for any horny male that comes by!" Shikamaru weakly beat on Caelans chest, the seals still draining him.
"I know. Do you think you can ever forgive me? Maybe, get to know me?" Caelan asked.
"Why the Hell would I do that?!" Shikamaru demanded.
"Because I truly am sorry. I regret what I did." He embraced the smaller brunette, who stilled in his arms, fighting with himself not to return the embrace. Caelan pulled back. "We'll escort you back to your village after your wounds have healed. I'll leave you with Mark tonight so I'm not tempted to do that again." He stood up and started to walk away.
"Wait," Shikamaru said, reaching out for Caelan, who turned around and looked down. "Well? Help me up, asshole." Caelan couldn't help but let a small chuckle pass his lips as he hoisted Shikamaru to his feet.
Shikamaru winced and braced himself on Caelans arm and chest.
"Take me back to your room," Shikamaru demanded.
"Why?" Caelan asked, raising a pierced brow.
"Because I said so, dick."
"Okay..." Caelan scooped up Shikamaru, who winced. "Sorry."
Mark released Shino and grabbed Caelans food, following Caelan.
"You're really light," Caelan said. "I think you need to eat better."
"I think you need to shut up. I eat just fine, jerk." Shikamaru said. Caelan just rolled his eyes.
Back in his room, he sat Shikamaru on the bed. Mark handed Caelan his food and headed back to his room after nodding at Caelan.
Mark was surprised to find Shino sitting on his bed when he came back to the room.
"The door was wide open," Mark said, closing it behind him. "Why didn't you run?"
"I'm a man of my word."
"And maybe a bit foolish," Mark said, opening the bag of food. "You hungry?"
"Yes," Shino admitted sheepishly. "How exactly am I supposed to defend myself with no weapons and without the ability to use my kikaichu? Also, what was I to do about Shikamaru, who went right back into the hands of his rapist?" Mark flinched at that word.
"Well, you could have stolen my weapons and killed Cae' and I. Any medical ninja with half a brain would have eventually been able to figure out how to release the seal. I think you're starting to feel for me," Mark said, smirking as he handed over one of the styrofoam boxes and a pair of chopsticks to Shino.
"Don't flatter yourself," He said, opening the box.
Mark could only smirk as he watched Shino eat.
xoxo
AN: I've re-read this story a few times now and kept trying to figure out how to continue it without EC's input, as she and I are no longer friends, but I couldn't quite figure it out, so I decided to rewrite it. Though she and I are no longer friends, I can't find it within myself to do her, and the faithful readers of the original RL, the injustice of not finishing it. There were some glaring story errors that just needed correcting, and as far as I was into the last one, it was just too late to fix. This version of Rogue Love will be slightly more realistic. Slightly, and with less sex, which is what I figure was my downfall the last time around as I focused more on the sex scenes than the story. I left the first sex scene between Caelan and Shikamaru almost word for word, replacing only a few words to make it sound a little better, because I feel that it is actually important to the development of Shikamaru and Caelans relationship... and to be honest, I really don't like writing sex scenes with Shikamaru in them because I just don't like Shikamaru. All the sexy Shikamaru action I wrote in the past, in Rogue Love, Suffocating Lust, Too Rough and any other stories I may have written with Shikamaru getting boned were purely for EC. That isn't to say that I won't write another new one for the continuation of the story, because I'm still the same smut-peddling asshole I've always been.
Anyway, I hope you enjoy the re-written and continued story. Ja ne.