Title: Pain of the Second Hand

Chapter: Count Down My Demise

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto; very poor thank you very much

Pairings: Abusive Sasuke/Naruto, Kakashi/Naruto

Note: To be honest, I should not be starting another story, but this is a short two/three chapter thing. It all started with me listening to the song 'Never Again' by Nickelback, and I started thinking about abusive relationships and what not, and then it came to me. 'Why not have an abusive Sasuke/Naruto fan-fiction?' I thought. And with my laptop in...well my lap, I started to type this up.

In this fan-fiction, Sasuke is twenty five, Naruto is twenty three, and Kakashi is twenty nine.

Warnings: Contains Violence/Abuse, Language, Mention of Rape

Naruto's blue eyes watched the second hand on the wall-hanging clock make another trek around the hanging circle, ticking its normal tune. Anxiety gnawed at his stomach like a slow setting starvation. The tan boy was currently sitting at the wooden dining table, wearing only his pajama slacks. A while ago, he had prepared dinner for his lover and himself, consisting of a honey/teriyaki chicken, white rice, and steamed vegetables. Usually, Sasuke got off of work around nine thirty-ish (he worked for a family owned business that involved worldwide trade) and arrived at the house at ten fifteen, but today, he was late; the fact that the clock stated that it was twelve forty and still counting was evidence enough. An uncontrollable shiver made its ugly way down Naruto's spine. Just the thoughts of Sasuke coming home both scared and comforted him at the same time; comfort because he knew Sasuke was safe and not hurt, but fear because of the tendency of what Sasuke did when he got home later than usual.

Naruto blushed at the sound of his stomach growling. He did not eaten lunch at work, and he declined all food offers because of a certain fear that reigned over him. The owner of the book store he worked at, Kakashi Hatake, had asked Naruto if there was anything wrong, which he started to do recently, but he had said he was fine, lying like always. After work, he had stopped by the grocery store and picked out the foods his lover deemed acceptable, much to his displeasure. No high fat snacks, extreme-sweets were banned, and ramen was not tolerated in the Uchiha household. If Naruto wanted ramen, he had to beg Sasuke to take him out to Ichiraku's, and lately begging was included something else on the side.

'I can't eat... or Sasuke will get mad,' Naruto pleaded his stomach to settle down when it let out a ferocious growl. He could not believe what all happened after a two years. Two long years, they had been together. In the beginning, things were simple and full of happiness, but for the past three months, things started to fall and crumble before his very feet. Hell, even now, Naruto was afraid to use the bathroom without Sasuke's go ahead.

The blonde believed it all started when Sasuke's father had suddenly given his older brother, Itachi, full control over the company. Sasuke had ranted all night to Naruto, along with throwing a few miscellaneous objects that the walls and floor, that it was he that deserved to be the president of the company since he had spent all his life walking in his brother's footsteps and that he had kissed his father's ass countless times. Of course, being the concerned lover that the younger was, Naruto had tried to calm his love, but Sasuke had just swiped up his car keys and stormed out of the house.

By the time he had returned home, it was one o'clock in the morning. Naruto was sitting and crying on the leather couch, so when he heard the door open his head snapped up faster than lightening. Sasuke was drunk off his ass, wobbling as he made his way towards Naruto.

"What is wrong? Are you ok? I was worried!" Naruto had said. Sasuke said nothing, but he did lung himself on top of Naruto, sending both of them to the floor with a thud. Before Naruto could say anything, Sasuke started to assault his mouth with his own. With out a doubt, Naruto was scared and had pushed Sasuke off of him; he could not do this when the raven was drunk. That was when Sasuke hit him. Hit him, his lover, his one and only. The younger looked at Sasuke, dumbfounded, hand caressing the cheek that was slapped. The Uchiha quickly apologized and started to comfort him. This did not last for long thought because Sasuke got angered at him again; this time for Naruto being such a baby. Naruto was so confused and out of it, he did not realize that Sasuke had carried him to the bedroom until he felt a pain in his bottom.

That night, a pattern was created. When ever Sasuke was over stressed or mad, he would go out and drink, come home to insult and hit Naruto, comfort his lover after the verbal and physical beating, and then at the end of the night, he would rape him. Recently though, the threats and violence had started escalating to a higher degree each passing day.

"Ah!" Naruto was startled and all but fell out of his seat when there was a merciless knock at the door. He quickly pushed himself up off the wooden floor and scurried to his feet. "C-Coming!" he answered and race to the door. Upon reaching the mahogany barrier that separated him from the man he knew was behind it, he smoothed out his pants. "Welcome home, Sasuke," He said as he opened the door and stepped aside so that Sasuke could come in.

"Shut up and stop talking so loud!" Sasuke barked as he chunked his briefcase to the floor. His once pressed dress shirt now had wrinkles on the white silk and was untucked, and his tie was loose. As he walked by, Naruto thought he could smell the stench of heavy perfume and hard liquor wafting off of him.

"Sorry," Naruto whispered, shutting the door once Sasuke was in the kitchen. He walked down the hall and looked from behind the corner to see that Sasuke had already taken the honor and was now eating the meal he had made. At an alarming speed, his heart sank to his stomach when he caught of glimpse of Sasuke's deep frown.

"Naruto, come here," Sasuke ordered. Wincing at the tone of voice his lover used, Naruto reluctantly approached the man. Black eyes scanned the male's body, and he frowned deeper. "Not only is this shit cold, but you have gotten fatter. It is bad enough that I am gay, but now my lover is getting fat? What the fuck is wrong with you! Do you like making me look bad?" Sasuke hissed as he swept the back of his hand on the table to knock the plate straight to the ground. Food and glass scattered across the floor, some even making its way to the living room.

"I- I am sorry Sasuke," Naruto stuttered and fell to the ground on his hands and knees, bowing to the enraged Uchiha as if he was a God, which Sasuke seemed to enjoy some. To be honest, Naruto was under weight, almost one hundred pounds. You could even see his ribs. "I will make you something else... and I will exercise more!" He tried to appeal to the older's whim, but he had a feeling that it was to late. A hand quickly grabbed his hair, and he was lifted, only to be tossed to the wooden floor again. Naruto whimpered in pain as Sasuke kicked him in the shoulder. After another blow to the shoulder, Sasuke stormed out of the room to leave Naruto to wallow in his self pity. 'Why,' he cried in his mind. He curled up into a tight ball, using his forearms as a handkerchief to cry into. The only sound he heard was that damned ticking of the clock, slowly counting down the seconds. He knew what was coming next, and as if on cue, Sasuke walked back into the room.

"Stand up," Sasuke said. Naruto slowly crawled to his feet, using his chair to help lift himself up. Blue eyes met black, and the male could see the hazed drunkenness in those midnight orbs that used to be so kind and gentle. To think, this was the man that used to be all romantic and would plan night picnics so that they could gaze up at the stars while enjoying a glass of red wine. Turning his head to the side as Sasuke caressed his scared cheek, Naruto could not bring himself to look directly into that face. "Why are you turning away from me Naruto? I love you..." the raven mumbled as he brought his lips to Naruto's cheek, kissing it tenderly.

"Sasuke..." Naruto whispered as Sasuke wrapped his arms around his waist and hoisted him up onto the table. Blue eyes closed as a gentle hand pushed against his naked chest, making him recline. As soon as his back hit the table, a pair of soft lips attached to his neck, nibbling and licking at the small sweet spot there. Naruto tried his best not to, but he moaned as Sasuke placed himself in between Naruto's legs.

"Are you going to say 'I love you' back?" Sasuke breathed as he let his hands run over Naruto's sides and abdomen, thumbs massaging the disappearing muscle (1). Naruto shivered as Sasuke's heavy breaths tickled his sensitive nipples. How could he say 'I love you' back to Sasuke? This man was drunk, and he had no idea what he was doing. Naruto was not going to say anything, but cried out as Sasuke rubbed his clothed erection onto the one that was growing in his pants.

"P-please stop Sasuke," Naruto whimpered as he wiggled on the table. He felt Sasuke's hands move up, and yelped as his hands were violently grabbed and yanked above his head. Fear washed over him when Sasuke and he locked gazes, anger flashing in those eyes. Naruto looked to the side and gazed up at the clock that seemed to rule his life.

"Shut up bitch!" the Uchiha hissed as he raised one hand and slapped Naruto straight across the face. Naruto cried out in pain, pulling on his hands in hopes to protect his face, but Sasuke's strong left hand held his wrist painfully, and he raised his right hand high, applying another blow to the blonde's red cheek. "I know what is going on; you are sleeping around with that bastard-boss of yours aren't you!" With much force, Sasuke pushed Naruto off the table and on to the floor, the blonde's forehead hitting the corner of a chair on the way down. Blood trickled out of the small cut and onto the floor, and Naruto felt his heart rip apart.

'It is over... I do not think I can love him any more.'

"No Sasuke!" Naruto yelled, finally standing up for himself. He was sick of this shit. He hated this, he wanted out of this now tarnished relationship, damn it! "I did nothing; it is YOU who sleeps around with women. You don't think I can smell that cheap-ass perfume that those whores you hire rubbed off on you? You are the one cheating on me, and I am tired of it! I thought that you loved me... we used to be so happy, but now look at you. You hurt me Sasuke, and you don't even care. Even when you are sober, you don't try to comfort me... I-I don't know if I love you anymore." Naruto had small trails of tears leaving his eyes, and he stood up again, making sure to keep at least five feet away from Sasuke. For the longest time, Sasuke and Naruto stared at each other, as if trying to look into the other's soul. It was Naruto who made the first move, heading for the room they had shared to gather up some stuff.

"Where the fuck do you think you are going!" Sasuke roared as he went up behind Naruto and pushed him up against the wall. Naruto yelped as Sasuke twisted his wrist and held his hands behind his back. "All the stuff you own belongs to me! I bought you every thing you slutty-gold digger, and nothing is yours. If you want to leave me, then you are leaving with nothing!" Sasuke growled, throwing Naruto to the ground (he tends to do that a lot). Naruto was about to yell again when a pair of hands wrapped around his neck, squeezing all the air out of his lungs and body.

"Sas..." Naruto gasped as Sasuke glared down at him. His hands gripped Sasuke's wrist, trying to pry them off his throat, but they did not budge one bit. With his lungs shrinking, Naruto cocked his right hand back, and punched Sasuke square in the nose, a faint crack echoing throughout the household. The strong hands immediately left his throat to nurse a semi-fractured nose, and Naruto welcomed a gulp of oxygen into his system. Without any hesitation, Naruto pushed Sasuke off of him, and scampered away, aiming for the door.

"Get back here you bitch!" Sasuke removed his hands from his nose and got up to chase Naruto. Since Naruto was crawling on the floor, he was at a major disadvantage. The sharp heel of a foot came crashing down on his hand, and he screamed in agony as it twisted, hurting his wrist. "I am not done with you."

"Sasuke, stop or I'm going to call the police..." Naruto begged as he was hauled off the ground. Sasuke, who had a firm grip on his shoulders, laughed wickedly.

"Is that so? And you think they will believe a worthless person like you?"

"I have the evidence on my body, Sasuke. You just twisted my wrist... and I have bruises and scars and-"

"Silence!" Sasuke demanded. With as much force as he cold, he pulled back his clenched first and rammed it into Naruto's eye. The sheer impact from the blow sent Naruto tumbling, his back hitting the doorknob of the front door. Pain washed over him, and he slid down the down until his rear hit the floor. There, Naruto thought he was going to be up into a bloody pulp and die, but Sasuke did not move, other than his heaving chest. "I love you... can't you love me?"

"Sasuke... you do not love me. If you loved me, you would not do this," Naruto pleaded. The younger believed that his begging had gone through the he alcoholic cloud that shrouded Sasuke's mind; it appeared that he was deep in thought, processing the blonde's words.

"Shut up. Just shut up!" Sasuke snapped as he strode over to Naruto and slammed him up against the door. He ran a rough hand down his "lover's" cheek before fisting his hair. With a sinister grin, he leaned forward and purred into Naruto's ear, "I am going to give you a reason why you can't leave me..."

- - - - Kakashi's Apartment - - - - -

Kakashi was sitting his wine leather arm chair. Today was Saturday, meaning there was no work tomorrow, also meaning that he could spend all night doing whatever he felt like doing, like read his favorite porn book. Though, as he read his little orange book along with drinking some lemon ice tea, he could not help but feel that something bad was happening to his favorite employee, Naruto. The blonde was acting strange lately. Everyday, Naruto came to work tired and moody, and if someone touched him in the wrong place he would yelp in pain, as if the there skin was bruise. He also was not eating. When he first hired Naruto to work at the small book store, he could not get him to stop eating; now it was extremely troublesome to get him to even take a meager bite of some form of sustenance.

There was also his lover, Sasuke Uchiha. Kakashi was surprised that Naruto had bagged an Uchiha yet insisted that he still worked. He used to hear good things about the man, and on occasions, Sasuke would drop by to take Naruto to lunch. Recently though, Naruto had just stopped mentioning him. Kakashi was not a stupid man, and as soon as he saw Naruto come to work with a bruised cheek, he put two and two together. He believed that Sasuke was hurting Naruto, but he did not say anything to Naruto, in fear that he would embarrass his number one knuckleheaded employee in front of the entire book store staff. But that did not mean that he could not offer small hints of help to the boy.

When ever Naruto was lunch-less, Kakashi always tried to provide him with something. When ever Naruto was down in the dumps, he always found ways to get the boy to smile again. When ever Naruto had an injury, depending on the magnitude, he would try to tend to it, like a cut on the hand of face. Naruto had asked him one day why he did this, and Kakashi just replied with a 'Because I can't have my best worker feeling so down.' But that was a lie, and he knew it. To be honest, he was actually quiet fond of the boy... just a little... maybe a lot.

Kakashi was drawn from his musings by the high pitch, annoying ringing of his phone, and he got out of his chair and walked to the kitchen. He lifted his phone of the receiver, and held it up to his ear. "Hello?" he asked.

"Kakas..."

Kakashi lifted an eyebrow at the voice that greeted him. It was rasped, and he could hear the heavy breathing of the individual: sounded sort of... suspicious. "May I ask who this is?"

"N-Naruto-o."

"Naruto?!" Kakashi gasped. The voice was so soft and strained and hurt that he did not even know it was the blonde. "Naruto, are you ok? Where are you?"

"I...I hur-rt... H-help."

'What happened to him?' Kakashi thought with pain. Naruto... he was hurting, he was in pain. Wincing at a heavy cough that entered his ear, Kakashi swallowed hard before speaking. "Naruto, where are you?" Silence; there was and uneasy silence that made Kakashi's stomach knot and twist and tangle up in his gut. Why was Naruto being so quiet? Hell, Kakashi couldn't even hear his breathing. "Hey, Naru-"

"There you are!"

"N-No! S-st-top!"

"Get back here you bitch."

"Sas-suke-e..."

"Who the hell are you talking on the phone with?"

"N-No!"

Click.

Kakashi stared at the phone in disbelief as the phone let out the 'No Longer Connected' beep. Naruto, it sounded like he was just hit by a truck, or had been beaten up by someone; and that some one was Sasuke. "Oh dear God..." Kakashi breathed as he dropped his phone and got his car keys. He needed to help Naruto, get him out of Sasuke's clutches; he had an idea about Naruto being abused by his boyfriend, but this sounded worse than he had expected. Lucky for him, he knew where each and every single one of his employees lived, including Naruto. Darting form his apartment and jumping into his black SUV, he zoomed his way down the streets, praying to all the gods know to man that Naruto was ok, alright, safe.

- - - - - Sasuke's/Naruto's House - - - - -

Kakashi pulled up into the large drive way of the Uchiha manner. The size of the mansion put Kakashi's own rinky-dink, three room apartment to shame. Looking out his window, he could see that there were lights on; most were on the first floor, one on the second floor, and two on the third floor. Blood left his face, and he paled as he looked at the second floor window. Red splatters colored said window. "Please no..." Kakashi murmured as he quickly left his car and darted to the building. He needed to hurry, he needed to save Naruto.

"Naruto!" he called as he all but kicked down the locked door. Pictures littered the floor, broken glass was located every where, furniture was tipped over, and the eerie silence tugged at Kakashi's hope, but he kept a firm grip. He took one step and froze at the small 'squwish' sound his foot made. He looked down and saw a nice puddle of blood underneath and around his shoe, sending his hope down the drain. 'Am.. Am I too late?' Kakashi thought sadly.

"Ka-Kakashi?" a voice echoed through out the home. The silver haired man snapped his head up and looked around, hoping to find the source of the plea. It was silence for a good five minutes, before the sound of a heavy thud and glass cracking came from above him. "No-o! S-Sasuke st-top it!"

"Get your ass back here!" Another loud thud and then silence.

"Naruto!" Kakashi said the boy's name again as he located the nearest flight of stairs, which was at the end of a destroyed hall way, and climbed them with as much speed as he could muster. Upon reaching the second floor he scanned the room to find the one with the light on. Another crash followed by another scream, and Kakashi was at the door faster then anyone could say 'Stop what you are doing.'

"That will teach you!" Sasuke hissed as he slammed his foot into the chest of Naruto's unmoving body. Sasuke flipped his hair, sweat making his shirtless form sheen, obviously worn out from lord knows what. The dry, crusted blood under the Uchiha's nose was wiped away with the back of a sweaty hand.

"N-Naruto?" Kakashi called as he walked slowly into the room. The blonde was lying on his back, a naked, bloody mess. Cuts and bruises adorned his tan skin, and he had a light trail of blood running from his lips to the floor. Kakashi felt like crying out in pain like a wounded creature, his black and red eyes watering (2).

"Hey!" Sasuke slurred as he lifted his foot off of Naruto, and approached the male that had just waltzed into his home "without" reason. "What the hell are you doing here?"

"I am here to help Naruto and take him off your hands," Kakashi answered, eyeing the other as he drunkenly hobbled closer to him.

"This is none of you business, so get the hell out of my house!"

"Are you kidding?! I just walked in and saw you beating him! He used to adore you, but now I see why Naruto has not once mentioned you name at work anymore." Kakashi was enraged. This punk was fucking drunk and was beating Naruto, his supposed lover.

"Bitch please," Sasuke huffed as he smiled, "I was just talking to him-"

"Talking? His blood is splattered on the ground. I believe that is far more than tal-"

"Shut up!" Sasuke yelled as he swung his fist at Kakashi's face, succeeding in landing his knuckles straight on the other's jaw. Kakashi only stumbled back a few inches before he cocked back his own fist and got Sasuke with an upper cut. Sasuke was sent flying to the ground, and he coughed up spit and blood.

'I need to get him out of here!' Kakashi thought, rushing to Naruto's aid. He looked worse up close than far away. Kakashi could see the purple, blue, and green bruises with much more detail. Every single cut etched their way into his memory. From the swelling black eye, down to those bruised hips, he- bruised hips? Kakashi wanted to vomit as he saw a generous amount of blood and a white substance leaking out of the blonde's back side. "G-God... you raped him?!" Kakashi growled as he looked at the sleaze ball named Sasuke.

"He is my boy friend. I made love t-"

"You did not make love to him! You fucking raped him until he bled!" Kakashi examined the raven before him and noted that the button and zipper of his pants were undone. Rage flooded his body, and he quickly got up, raining punches down on Sasuke's body. "You idiot! Naruto loved you, and you did this him!"

"G-get the fuck off of me!" Sasuke demanded, punching Kakashi in the gut. This did not faze the other, and the punches kept going until Sasuke landed on the ground as a bloody form. Panting, Kakashi walked away from the unconscious Uchiha, and kneeled down next to Naruto.

"Naruto... open your eyes," Kakashi begged as he held Naruto's head in his arms. No response. "Naruto... you are safe now; it is me Kakashi." The scarecrow kept asking for Naruto to acknowledge him, but the blonde made no movement. Checking the tanned male's pulse and breathing, Kakashi felt some relief wash over him as he heard the faint intakes of air and felt the soft beating underneath his fingers. "Naruto... please look at me?"

"K-kashi?" Naruto moaned as he opened his blue eyes half way, blood dribbling down his chin. God how Kakashi wanted to kiss him and make him feel better and make him forget about what Sasuke had done to him.

"That is right, I am here. Hold on, I will keep you safe. Don't worry," Kakashi pleaded to his blonde employee, mismatched eyes looking body at him with sorrow. Naruto looked up at him and gave his a faint, weary smile.

"Ka-kashi," Naruto mumbled slowly. "Y-you are not w-wearing your-r cov-ver up-p."

Kakashi smiled back and chuckled softly. "Yeah… I guess I am not." It had seemed that he had forgotten to grab his scarf on his way over, but then again, he had to hurry to help Naruto. Kakashi let his hand touch the younger's forehead and brushed back a few locks of golden hair that got in the way of his beautiful blue eyes, allowing the other a better view of his face. "Shh now, close your eyes and get some rest, I will take you to the hospital."

"No," Naruto coughed out, blood splattering on the floor. Kakashi cringed. He needed to take Naruto to the hospital, there was no way he could be able to care for him alone. "Sas-suke's mom wor-ks at the ho-hospital; she can-n not see me…" Naruto whined, "and Gran-ny Tsunade."

"Ok, Ok," Kakashi said as he proceeded to take of his long sleeved shirt and wrapped it around Naruto like a blanket. "I will take you to my house, but sooner or later I need to take you there to get checked up…" Naruto smiled softly before his eyes drifted closed. The scarecrow thought about just taking Naruto to the Doctor's Office any way, but then he would be betraying his friend's trust. Slipping his arms under Naruto's back and knees, Kakashi carried the sleeping blonde out of the house and to his car that awaited them outside.

Side Notes:

1- As you may know, when someone is anorexic, the body does not only eat away the fat, but eats the muscle away as well, which is the reason why people with anorexia nervosa have trouble moving their bodies in the later stages.

2- I am not sure if there is a medical condition in which someone could be half albino, which I hardly doubt that there is one, but I am making Kakashi half-albino because who wants to get rid of his kick ass red-eye eh?

Meh, I don't think I wrote this too well, but eh, tis was a last minute thing. Please comment? I love you! 3