Hello everyone,

I'm excited to publish my new story today. It is very different from all of my others, especially the setting. It's a SasuNaru. As usual, beware: Profanity is used repeatedly, as well as some violence, and M/M relations.

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Chapter 1, "A stranger to Yoshiwara"

Sasuke smiled as he looked at his naked self in the bathroom mirror. He finger combed his hair before walking out to his room.

Naruto laid naked and sweaty, exhausted by Sasuke's vigor that had went on all night. The Uchiha admired the arousing scene, grinning at Naruto.

"Did you get more condoms?" The blond asked, voice low and husky.

"I'll be back," Sasuke whispered. How could he have forgotten, he wondered.

He walked back into the bathroom, and opened the small wooden locker beneath the sink. He pulled out another condom, before his smile faded. Pale hands reached in and picked up the scissors. He could see the traces of polyester teddy-bear filling stuck in the hinge. He took a deep anger breath.

"He couldn't have…" He whispered, before rampaging through the locker for his secret drawer. He pushed up, and instantly he pulled out a gun.

The raven-haired man gritted his teeth. He honestly didn't want to hurt Naruto. He walked out of the bathroom, raised the gun up, and pointed it straight at Naruto's head. "Where is it, Naruto?"

The tanned boy cowered back towards the pillows, but remained silent, only staring at the other.

"Where is it, Naruto?" Sasuke shouted, before leaning down and rummaging Naruto's garments on the ground. When he couldn't find it, he tossed the clothes away, advanced towards Naruto like a bull, and stuck the gun to his forehead. "I don't want to shoot you, but if you leave me no choice…"

The blond gulped as sweat rained down his forehead, but he didn't cave in.

The raven lowered the gun to Naruto's mouth, and pushed it between his lips. Suddenly the only sound in the room was the clicking metal against teeth, "I'll count to ten. Ten."

"I told you before: someone is going to screw you like you did to the others."

"Nine."

"Eight," Naruto blurting out, daring the other.

Sasuke pursed his lips, glaring at Naruto. "Seven."

"I'm not going to tell you."

"It's not what you think it is. Give it back. Six."

"It's worth it if you care about it this much, bastard."

"Five."

"It's already too late anyway," Naruto bit his lip. He didn't want to let his emotions show, even though his heart was threatening to break out of his chest.

"Four."

"You used to be a good-guy."

"Three. Naruto, just say where it is." Sasuke hands shook. He didn't want this. He didn't want to hurt someone he cared about.

"I'm sorry I pointed you to the wrong road, Sasuke."

"Two!"

XXXXXXX One year earlier XXXXXXXX

Sasuke stood silent in front of his mansion; leaning against a concrete pillar as he watched everything he ever owned getting confiscated. His father deserved it, he argued internally, but what was his fault? He had believed that money was his reward for tolerating a cold-blooded and cruel father. What did he do wrong to deserve to be stripped away of his last solace. It didn't matter though. It was happening whether or not he liked it, so he figured he should at least remain dignified to the end.

After a few hours of watching, he turned around, and walked towards the streets like a zombie. He raised one hand to hail a cab before remembering he couldn't afford one now. His hand fell to his side. Nowhere to go. He never knew anything outside the districts of the wealthy. The bubble he had grown up inside had suddenly burst. Suddenly, Everything was out of budget, including toilet paper.

He dug his hand into his pocket, pulling out his mobile phone. Good thing it wasn't stripped away from him as well, he thought. He probably wouldn't be able to pay the bill next month. He began to look up the most economical hostels in the city in attempts to find a cut-rate place where he could spend the night.

"Icha Icha paradise," he pursed his lips as he read one of the entries on the website. Just from the name, it was obvious it was some sort of a love motel, but it was cheap enough, and only two bus stops away in Yoshiwara. It was in a small neighborhood in the center of Konoha, which most servants and labor lived by night. Not to mention, thugs and gangs. The rule was, Konoha's rich and Konoha's scum didn't mix unless it was a burglary or a toilet scrub.

Two hours, and three wrong buses boarded later, he stood in front of the motel. It was obvious to him now how his college education and top-notch grades were unpractical. What he had learned in books wasn't going to keep him warm at night. In fact, all the success he ever had was because of his father's name- He shook his head, trying to shake the depressing thoughts away. He wasn't going to dwell.

He looked up, and watched a blond guy arguing with the man behind the counter. It seemed as if the blond was begging for something. Sasuke approached, taking his turn behind the blond.

"C'mon! I said I'll pay you tomorrow," the blond stomped his foot.

"You say that everyday, Naruto," the man with the eye patch sighed. "You never pay."

"What about the hundred bucks I gave you a week ago."

"It was ten bucks, and it was six months ago."

"But I did pay!"

"Naruto, I want you to listen to what I'm about to tell you; this is not a shelter," he enunciated. "Shelters don't have five dollar hookers moaning through the walls."

"Some shelters do," Naruto attempted to joke, before rubbing the back of his head, and looking down at his feet. "Kakashi, just a few more days."

The pale man pursed his lips before looking down at his book, and mumbling nonchalantly, "If I don't take your money here, you'll use it for something else."

"Yeah, like food."

"You know what I mean."

Naruto frowned, "It's not what you think. Why can't you trust me? I'm clean now. I'm not an idiot. I'm still paying the price for it. I won't get near that shit again."

"If I find someone to rent your bed, you're out of here. Until then, I can use you to get the cum stains out of the sheets."

"I knew you were good deep down," Naruto smiled, before grasping the other's shocked face, and planting a wet kiss on his cheek.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah! That's enough.""

"I love you!" Naruto shouted as he walked away, raising both hands in the air.

The raven watched silently before taking a few steps forward towards the counter. He plunked his single bag on the ground.

Kakashi eyed him the other with his one good eye for a couple of seconds before placing his orange-book on the counter. The raven-haired boy was dressed all in brands. He wondered what would bring a clearly well-off guy to such a place like his.

"Bed or room?"

"Room," Sasuke nodded, his hands trembling just a bit.

"Ten Ryos an hour, you providing the company of course."

"Ten? Your website said-"

"What website?"

"Konoha's spots."

Kakashi stared at the other blankly before sighing. The boy was obviously naïve. The only way Icha could be on the Internet would be as the set for armature porn. Anyway, he figured the boy came out and was cut off by his family. "How much can you afford?"

Sasuke blinked, pulling his wallet out. He looked inside it before, shoving it back into his pocket, "Fifty."

"You can sleep in the hostel downstairs. Special price, ten for one night."

"But I'll have to share a room?" the raven gulped. He didn't like adventure. For God's sake, he never even let his iPod shuffle!

"Just five other boys. It is not like you have anything on you that can be stolen, right?"

"I'm more confortable with the room."

"Take the bed. It's all you can afford," Kakashi stated, getting up and walking towards the stairs. "And get a job."

Sasuke nodded, as he followed silently. It wasn't easy finding a job. At least not as long as he carried the "Uchiha" name. Not a single business in Konoha would ever hire him, after what his father had done. Stigmas in Konoha were for life.

"Do you know if anyone is hiring?" Sasuke asked, watching as the man turned around to glance at him.

"What can you do?"

"I have a masters in English literature."

Kakashi chuckled, "I don't know deans of ivy leagues, sorry. We don't run in the same circles."

"I deserved that," the Uchiha mumbled inwardly.

"Can you fix things?"

"Like a mechanic? No."

"How about clean?" Kakashi asked, before waving book in the air. "Don't tell me. I know your type. You think it's easy, and you can do it, and the next thing, you set the room on fire by accident."

"I'm not a idiot," Sasuke glared at the man's back, suddenly stopping.

"You're just spoiled."

"Hmm."

The man paused his step as well, and turned to address the raven. "I don't mean it in a bad way. If I could spoil my kids the way your father did to you, I would."

"You don't know my father."

"I can guess his type." Kakashi then pointed at the bed in the far end of the smelly room. "That's it."

Sasuke blinked a few times trying to shake away the angry haze. As his irritation diminished, he began to see, and smell, the room more clearly. Bunk beds on both sides, with ragged stained mattresses, and crumpled bed covers. A string extending from one end of the room to the other, with draped sweaty clothes airing. One bed in particular had two bodies under the cover, wrestling together. He could hear two throaty moans, as if men were pleasuring each other.

Kakashi noticed where the boy's eyes landed, and straightaway, banged his hand against the metal bedpost. "Knock it off, boys. You're not the only ones here. Get a room upstairs for that."

He lingered, all the while looking at Sasuke. Blushing Sasuke, on the other hand, was trying to avoid eye contact desperately. That shyness only added to Kakashi's amusement. He smiled; the boy was obviously not at ease around PDA.

"I gave you a chance," Kakashi stated, before speeding upstairs, and returning with a fire extinguisher in his hands. In one move, he hauled the bed cover off of the two boys, and sprayed the boy's with the decompressing liquid.

The two nude bodies, toppled out of bed, one of them shouting at the man in anger and attempting to get away from the ray of white foam, while the other grasped at his clothes, covered his face, and dashed out of the door.

"Fuck you! I was about to finish!" Kiba shouted at Kakashi, his chest rising and falling.

Naruto walked in, "Why was the convenience store guy running out naked?"

"Ask Kiba," Kakashi whispered, leaving.

"C'mon, another one. Married this time?"

Kiba frowned, "Don't blame me for being in touch with my inner sexuality."

"I'm blaming you for being in touch with your inner whore," Naruto retorted, before noticing Sasuke. "Hi, I'm Naruto Uzumaki."

"Sasuke Uchiha."

"What's with the fancy clothes? You're going to get yourself mugged in these."

Sasuke fretfully stared down at his clothes, "Hn."

"I'll loan you something of mine. Don't worry." Naruto walked towards his bed, right next to Sasuke's, and sat down. "What brings you here?"

"…" Sasuke just shifted uncomfortably.

"Are you one of those guys who just minds their own business? I mean, I don't mind it. It is just that you're spending the night in the same room with five strangers. It will be so much less awkward if you socialize. Or at least act as if you're not scared I'm going to rape you," Naruto commented at Sasuke's attitude. It was true. Sasuke was usually a bold one, but only when in his comfort zone. And to be honest, he had some prejudice about the less endowed; he believed most of them were thugs and rapists. He never knew anyone them close enough to see beyond the stereotype.

"The authorities confiscated everything. It was in the newspapers. Uchiha scandal."

"Ah, I think I heard about it. He ran a big ass scam, right?"

"He's my father."

"Sorry."

"It's okay."

"If you need money, I can take you to my boss in the morning. You'll have to blow him for a job though."

Sasuke's eyes almost fell out of their sockets.

Naruto chuckled, "Just kidding. Don't look so shocked. He's a nice guy. He gave me a job when I needed one. He'll help you."

"Hn."

"Plus, Kakashi might not look like it, but he gets crazy jealous in a really passive aggressive way. I kissed Iruka's cheek when I was drunk once; he moved my bed to the bathroom for two weeks."

"He's Mr. Kakashi's boyfriend?"

"Boyfriend? Not really. I don't know what to call their relationship. They're like Tom and Jerry, except Jerry sleeps with Tom when he's drunk, or every other night."

"Is everyone here gay?"

"Got a problem with that?"

"Not really."

"We feel safe here. There were some gay-bashes around the district, but Kakashi keeps them away from here. Plus, there is a gay bar right across the street, so they meet there, and… 'come' here."

"I see," Sasuke nodded trying to end the conversation.

Naruto grinned; the rich boy's way in avoiding eye contact was rather comical. "Are you gay?"

"No."

"Right," he nodded, unconvinced.

For the next few minutes, Sasuke fuddled with the contents of his bag, in attempts to avoid further conversation. He pulled a pillow out, and tugged it closer to his chest.

"I see you brought your pillow," Naruto scrutinized at the other.

"They transfer germs."

"I'd be more worried about the cum crusts on the sheets."

Sasuke shot out of bed, gagging, and covering his mouth. "That's disgusting! How many times do these sheets get changed each week?"

Naruto began to laugh, "Please let me be there when you ask Kakashi that!"

"How can I sleep on this?" Sasuke's mouth was open in shock, his face flaring with red.

"Settle down. I know where he hides the clean sheets. I'll go get you one."

"Why hide them?"

"You ever hear of Self-catering?"

"No!"

"Well, that's what you get for ten ryos a day. Sorry it's not the Hilton."

"I need some air."

"Fine, but don't go to the parking lot if you don't want some old dude in a car thinking you're turning tricks."

Sasuke clenched his fists before running outside.

"Although you'd get lots of money with dat ass!"

The blond laid back in bed, resting on one arm. He heaved in a deep breath, before sitting back up again. "Baby snow leopard," he whispered. Sasuke reminded him of one. He looked innocent and cute now, yet some how something deadly was forming inside of him. He was getting a feeling that Sasuke would not remain so docile and timid once he got used to the new surroundings. Plus, that porcelain skin… beautiful.

He leaped up, and headed for Kakashi's stash of bed sheets behind the stack of erotic books. He smiled when he noticed a new book. He would have picked up and flipped through it, but he wasn't sure what Kakashi's hand had been touching while holding that book. He lobbed the sheets over one shoulder, and walked back to Sasuke's bed.

He had begun to change the sheets when he dropped Sasuke's pillow on the ground. Without thinking, he grasped for it, snatching the pillowcase, and letting the teddy bear fall out. Teddy Bear? Naruto narrowed his eyebrows, trying to make sense of what had just happened. Why would an adult man have a teddy bear squirreled into his pillowcase? He wondered. He sighed, before deciding he should probably keep silent, to avoid embarrassing the other.

"Seriously, a teddy bear!"

When the clock turned eleven, Sasuke walked back in, frowning.

"You went to the parking lot, didn't you?" Naruto joked.

"No," Sasuke scowled. "A drag queen kept trying to pinch my butt."

"Don't frown. It's not a good look for you," Naruto stood up, and pressed his fingers between Sasuke's eyebrows. With one slap, Sasuke shooed the other's hand away.

"Fine, but it will stick that way, and no prince will want you."

"I told you I'm not gay."

"Fine no prince, princess, or queen will want you."

Sasuke hissed, before asking, "Is there somewhere private I can change around here?"

"Shy? Fine, I'll go out. Kiba is sleeping, so don't worry. He sleeps like a log."

Naruto walked out, before poking his back in, and startling a shirtless Sasuke. "I'm changing!"

"I have to ask; why do you have a teddy bear?" He couldn't resist the temptation to probe.

"You went through my stuff."

"No, it just fell out while I was changing your bed."

Sasuke quickly glanced at his bed. He hadn't noticed his bed had been changed. He never did. It was normal for him to come home to clean sheets, without thinking who went through the trouble. "You shouldn't touched my stuff."

"Just tell me why you have it?"

"None of your business!"

"You don't use it to attract kids, do you? 'Cause I'd kick your balls back into your body!"

"I'm not a pedophile."

Naruto nodded, "I believe you."

Sasuke rolled his eyes. It wasn't that he was a suspicious person, Naruto wasn't excused for confusing him for on, of course. However, if all it took to convince Naruto that someone was not a predator was denying he was, Naruto must have been the easiest prey ever. "You better…" His words died out, before he stormed into the bed, wrapping himself with the blanket.

-To be continued-

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