Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. I never have and I never will. I hate to break it to you, I just not that cool.
Warnings: This is rated 'M' for mature because there is some mature content in it… sex, drugs, violence, the whole shebang. Cuz I am cool enough for that. X3
The man behind him grabbed a hand full of blonde hair, panting and moaning as he thrust into Naruto. Naruto let out a cry of mixed pleasure and pain and he felt a few of his hairs ripped from their rooted place. The raven-haired man squeezed and slapped an ass cheek teasingly as he sped up, feeling himself get closer to his goal as the pressure increased and he knew the other was close too.
Leaning down over Naruto's sweaty back, "Be a good boy and moan for me when you cum." He growled in a low voice, sending a shiver through the younger boy's body. He let out a loud moan as a hand snaked around his erection and began pumping it while the man continued to slam himself into the blonde. Naruto's knees scraped harshly against the coarse carpet as his body rocked with each thrust, head hung low in shame and exhaustion.
It was almost over.
Each time, Naruto told himself it was the last. Each time he kept coming back for more. It was a continuous thing, it was getting redundant. Broken promises to his self. He was in too deep as it was. 'What's one more night? I really need the cash.' 'I can stop at any time'… but the truth was, deep down and he knew it, he couldn't get enough of these nightly visits to the Raven-haired man. Naruto was a certifiably bon-a-fied sex addict.
Muscles tightened around the man inside him and Naruto's body stiffened, going rigid as his gasped and let out a loud, low moan. He cried out and writhed in pleasure under the man whose touch brought about such extacy. The orgasm caused stars to explode in front of his face, it was , as always, and Naruto was still riding it out when the older man finally came, burying himself deep within Naruto.
"I-itachi" gasped the blonde, a moan rumbling through his chest as he got up to lay down on the bed.
"Satisfactory as always, Naru-koi," Itachi smiled and brush his lips against Naruto's forehead. The blond tensed and pulled away and turned his head to the side.
"I told you not to call me that, don't do it again."
"Hmmmm." Itachi closed his eyes and smiled, lying down next to Naruto.
"When should I leave?"
"Whenever the runt goes to bed, would be fine. You could leave now if you'd like. It doesn't matter what he thinks. Money's on the nightstand, by the way."
"Yeah but-" Naruto pouted "I have to deal with him on a daily basis."
"As do I, naru-chan, as do I." Itachi whispered before he started snoring lightly.
"Hmph." Naruto crossed his arms and closed his eyes to sleep to.
A loud knock at the door not more than a minute later sent Naruto scrambling from the bed to the floor.
"Itachi!" an angry voice bellowed before the bedroom door was flung open, hitting the wall with a loud 'bang'.
The bed shifted quickly and Naruto knew Itachi had sat up to glared death at the source of noise. Naruto quietly moved under the bed, god help him if Sasuke saw him. The younger Uchiha wasn't oblivious to the fact that his brother had daily and nightly visitors, god knew he lost sleep from all the commotion, Sasuke just didn't know WHO came to visit his brother so regularly.
"What the hell do you think you're doing, little brother?" he heard Itachi growl.
"Don't play dumb with me, asshole. Why'd you do it? What the fuck gave you the right to do that?!" Sasuke cried shrilly.
"It was better then putting him on the street and if we gave him to them, they would have done the same. Now leave, I have some sleep to catch up on."
"I swear to god…"
"What, you swear what? Going to lash out at me, otoutosan? Hmm? Mature, really."
"I hate you."
"Ditto."
The door was slammed shut and Naruto heard Sasuke stomp off to his room down the hall. Naruto slowly crawled out from under the bed.
"I really should be going," he mumbled more to himself as he searched the room for his discarded clothing.
"Going to chance it? Feeling bold?" Itachi smirked as his watched the fit blonde put his pants and shirt on.
Naruto smiled down at his feet as he put his socks on.
"I'll walk you out." Itachi yawned, got up, and put his boxers on.
"You don't have to, I'm a big boy." Naruto said, stuffing the money Itachi paid him in his pant pocket.
"That you are," Itachi winked and Naruto blushed.
At the door Naruto was bent over, putting his shoes on when someone cleared their throat. He thought it was Itachi, who was leaning against the wall, behind him, probably watching his ass, so he thought nothing of it.
"What are you doing, dobe?"
He stood up straight and quickly turned around.
"Uhh… Uhh.. Hi Sasuke," he smiled nervously and waved. 'shitshitshitshit'
"I asked you a question."
"Don't be so rude, Sasuke-kun." Itachi said, flicking his brother on the head.
"Umm… I came to… I just needed… I –I-I was asking Itachi if I could borrow some bread. Yeah, bread. Well not borrow, more like have, because I'm really hungry and I want a sandwich and I'm all out of ramen and –," damn it, he was rambling, Sasuke would know for sure that he was lying.
"… Right…" Sasuke sounded doubtful, staring at the blonde. "so you came here at three o'clock in the morning for some bread because you had a craving?"
"Pretty much," Naruto nodded, noticing Sasuke wasn't staring at his face, he was staring at his neck. He clamped a hand over the area being observed, made a mental note to never let Itachi bite him there ever again, and backed toward the door, completely flustered.
"It's late….ter. I should be going." With that he bolted from the apartment and down the hallway.
'He knows. He knows it's been me. I'm never going to live this down, he's going to tell everyone, he's going to give me shit about it until I die, or even worse… he'll ignore me. No no no. I can't have this. Not now. I need the money, just a little more. Just a few more weeks or months and we'll be fine,' Naruto thought as he scurried along the dark sidewalk to his apartment building, clutching the money in his pocket.
He had calmed down a bit once he finally reached the door to his one-room apartment but soon began to panic again, thinking of what could possibly be waiting for him inside. As quietly as possible Naruto began unlocking and opening the door. He kicked off his shoes and made for the bathroom. He flipped on the light and locked the door behind him, squinting at the brightness.
Quickly he padded across the linoleum to the bathtub. Naruto then got down on his hands and knees and pulled back a corner of the floor and reveal a hole in the floorboards where a stack of money lay. He smiled and sighed in relief, happy no one had discovered it yet. This money was all his earnings from Itachi over the past month, over $4,000. This was the money that was going to get him out of here. As soon as he had put the money from that night in the pile he covered the floor, stepping on it to make sure it stayed flat.
Naruto was soon lost in thought as he made his way to the living room to go to bed. Before he reached the room he ran into the broad chest of Kisame.
"Isn't is past your bedtime?" he roared in Naruto's face, his foul breath making Naruto's eyes water.
"I-I-I-"
"Well? Where have you been?"
Before Naruto could answer he was roughly shoved forward the rest of the way to the living room.
"Sit." He was ordered before Kisame left the room.
He sat down on the couch as he was told, shaking in fear of what was to come.
"I wouldn't have to kick your ass all the damn time if you'd follow my fucking rules you ungrateful sack of shit." Kisame growled, shoving a couple of dice into Naruto's hand.
Tears welled up in his eyes as he began to plead "Please, Kisame, I'm sorry. So sorry. I'll never be home late every again, I promise, just please, please, not THIS, not this, I'll do anything."
"Tough shit, someone's gotta teach you a lesson around here or you'll never get it through that thick head of your's. Now roll."
His lower lip quivered as he shook the dice in his hand and threw them onto the coffee table, praying for a low number.
Five and One.
Six black dots glared accusingly up at him, mocking him.
"Six it is. Stand up."
Naruto did as he was told and squeezed his eyes shut, tensing up and waiting for the assault to begin.
And it did.
One, a black eye. Two, a Busted lip. Three, possible cracked rib. Four, definite cracked rib. Five, a sore jaw. Six, a gash on the cheek.
When Kisame was done beating Naruto he pushed him onto the couch, told him to get some sleep so he could go to work in the morning and left the boy, shaking in agony and sobs. 'It could have been worse. It could have been twelve.' Naruto told himself as he drifted off to a fitful sleep.
To be continued.
Wellllll... This is my second fanfiction, I just want everyone to know that I'm still in the beginner stage of my writing.
Now..um… Review, they make me update faster X3. Or don't… but it's preferedddddd. Constructive criticism, no assholes. Please and thanks.
