Ultimate Sin
Ultimate Sin
Warning: Shouta! There will be underage sex in this fic, though I'll try to keep it as non graphic as possible. Swearing and some masturbation. It's the first chapter so not much else.
Discaimer: I don't own Naruto and I don't make money from writing these stories. This is solely to feed my obsession.
A/N: Okay, this story has been on my mind for a little while and since I can't seem to get anything done on my other fics I thought I'd put out the first chapter…which actually falls somewhere in the middle of the story, and see what reaction I get. The chapters will be short but that means I'll probably update this one regularly as I can pump out a chapter in a couple of hours or so depending on the length. Hope you like it and please give me some feed back.
Ultimate Betrayal
So this was it. This was the light at the end of his long dark tunnel. Iruka pressed his back into the stone corner of his cell, trying to block out the leers and cat calls that were coming from the disgusting faces on either side of him. He couldn't help but feel betrayed, betrayed and horribly alone. He'd gotten so used to having the man around him, feeding off the strength that the bizarre man seemed to exude. Now he was alone and scared with lecherous faces peering through the bars as at him.
Hazarding a glance up one of the men leering at him pulled his cock out, stroking it and hissing at him.
"Come and get it, Whore. That's all you do, right?" Iruka buried his face in his knees and fisting his hair he tried to push back the tears and sob that was threatening to tear from his throat.
'How could he do this to me? At least at the club had rules. Not many but at least there were people around to make sure that he didn't end up dead. None of the guards seemed to give a damn in here.' He could hear grunts coming from the pig who'd exposed himself's cell and he carefully peered up through his hair only to see the man climax all over the floor of his tiny room. This time he couldn't hold back the sob of despair and he heard the grotesque man chuckle darkly.
"Welcome to jail, fish. Four days before your bail hearing, right? Why don't you come over here and clean me off? Something to make the time go faster." Iruka began to cry in earnest, his sobs making the men on either side of him laugh heartily. The word fish was screamed at him from down the entire hall.
"Yeah that's it, fish. Cry and scream for us. That's how we like it."
The sharp wrap of a club on the bars of a cell and a harsh yell from the guard shut them up pretty quickly but Iruka didn't get up. He didn't even raise his head, instead sobbing without reservation into his orange clad knees. His head only lifted when the authoritative voice of the guard addressed him.
"Whore, you've got a visitor."
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Kakashi emptied his pockets and took off his belt before being led through the many locked gates that separated him and the young man that he'd fallen completely in love with. Guilt was already making his palms sweat and he wiped them on his pants, trying to remain calm. Iruka shouldn't have even been here. It was his fault that a victim hand ended up here in the first place. After all the beautiful brunette had done for him, after everything he'd promised the delicate, naïve boy, he'd failed to protect him.
The guard opened the last gate into the raucous cellblock, the inmates jeering at someone down the line. He had a good idea as to whom and it made his blood boil and his stomach clench in remorse.
"Yeah that's it, fish. Cry and scream for us. That's how we like it." Kakashi gritted his teeth, relieved when the guard began to calm the prisoners down. His chest clenched when the quivering form of his lover finally came into view. Iruka looked terrible, sobbing his eyes out in the sheltered, concrete corner of his cell.
"Whore, you've got a visitor." Kakashi fisted his hands so tightly his nails dug into his palms.
"Don't ever call him that again," he hissed to the guard who simply shrugged and stepped back from the bars. Kakashi's heart broke into a thousand pieces as the reddened eyes lifted to him and for a brief moment he could see what he'd done to the startlingly innocent man in the usually warm brown orbs. But then it was gone and Iruka was pushing himself off the ground and dashing towards the bars.
He growled in rage as an arm darted out from one of the neighboring cells and one of the orange clad arms was captured. The guard smacked his nightstick on the cell of the man who had grabbed the brunette and shouted threateningly.
"Get your hands off him or I'll bust your skull open!" The pig of a man grudgingly released the captured arm sending the brunette tumbling to the ground. The silver haired man crouched down as Iruka crawled the last couple of feet towards him, cupping the bronze face through the bars as they stood up together.
Iruka sighed as the warm hand rested on his cheek before releasing a heavy sob and tears began to stream down his cheeks again. Kakashi wrapped his arms around the slight frame, moving so close to the bars that he could feel the heat of the other's body against him.
"Don't cry, baby. Please don't cry. I'm so sorry, Iruka. This wasn't supposed to happen." The head of chocolate hair nodded but the streams of saline continued to flow. "I'm going to petition to get you moved as soon as I leave. They never should have put you in here." Iruka continued to sob against the broad shoulder, the iron bar digging into his chest.
"No…I…I should have done something! I should have tried harder. I fucked a twelve year old boy! I'm a monster! I should be in here." Kakashi pressed his lips against the full pink pair, pulling back so his mismatched eyes locked on the watery brown ones before him.
"You are a victim, Iruka. They've brainwashed you and made you do things that normally would have been abominable crimes but under the circumstances were necessary. You did everything you could for them. We can only pray that we saved them in time for them to have some sort of a normal life." The head of chocolate hair tried to shake but Kakashi held it firm. "I promised you that I'd get you out of this and I will. I don't care if it takes every cent I've got, I'll get you the best lawyers and psychiatrist there are. You are a victim Iruka and I'll do whatever I have to protect you from this."
Iruka nodded, the strength his lover radiated pulling him out of the darkness.
"I'm so scared, Kakashi. I don't know if I can see this through. I…I feel like I'm falling apart." The silver haired man pressed his lips to the raw, bronze face.
"Think about all that you've been through, Baby. Just a little while longer and you'll be free. Free to live your life however you want to, to feel safe and never have to worry about being drugged or raped again." Kakashi fisted the orange prison jumper tightly as Iruka began to cry again. "Please hang on for me, Baby. You have to be strong for a little longer." The dark head of hair nodded against the bars and he kissed the bronze forehead.
"I love you. I love you so much. You can do this." Kakashi heard the guard step forward but he wasn't ready to release his lover just yet.
"Time's up. I have to escort you back now." Kakashi lifted the bronze chin and pressed their lips together one last time before stepping back, their fingers remaining linked until he stepped out of reach. Iruka's eyes fell and the urge to step back up to the bars and console his broken love was overwhelming for the older man. He was surprised when the guard stepped a little closer to bars and dropped his voice so that only he and Iruka could hear.
"I'll post someone outside your cell tonight. Try to get some sleep." Iruka nodded and stepped carefully backward until his thighs bumped against the cot along the back wall. Even the guard flinched when the brunette pulled the mattress and blankets off the cot and positioned them back in his protected corner of the cell, curling up into a ball and gripping his pillow tightly to his chest. Kakashi only turned away when the guard lightly gripped his elbow and directed him back down the hall.
"I'll keep an eye on him. Try to keep the pieces of shit in here from messing with his head." Kakashi swallowed hard, trying to keep all the emotion out of his voice.
"Thank you, but it's the least he deserves." The guard didn't respond, probably still feeling guilty about how he'd treated Iruka. When the gate locked behind him Kakashi exhaled slowly and tried to pull himself together. He needed to think clearly. He needed a lawyer and an expert who could testify to the duress that Iruka was under. He'd rather die than let Iruka go to prison because he'd dragged the boy into this mess.