Hello, everyone ^^! GxS here, happy to present you another story :3. This one is a SasuNaru. I hope you all enjoy it ^^
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. The Naruto series belongs to Masashi Kishimoto.
WARNING: IF YOU DO NOT LIKE YAOI/GUY ON GUY ACTION(making out, smex and all that yummy stuff ;3) THEN PLEASE DO NOT COMPLAIN ABOUT IT IN THE COMMENTS D:.
As You Wish
Prologue
"No!" Naruto cried out, scrambling across the dirt floor of his small hut, located on the very edges of the town, almost in the desert, as he tried to escape the large, grinning maniac approaching him. "Stay away from me you cree- Ah!" Naruto closed his eyes as the mans knife sank deep into his foot, pinning it to the floor. Despite the pain, his mind raced and he realized there was no one would come to help him, even if they could here him. The thought made his heart sink down into his stomach.
"You'll make a perfect djinn, boy." Naruto flinched, feeling the mans extra knife against his throat.
"L-Leave me alone!" He kicked the man in the chest with his good foot, sending him to the floor. Naruto yanked the knife out of his foot and scrambled up, crying out softly when his foot throbbed painfully. He'd nearly made it to the floor when he was tackled to the ground. A knife was sunk deep into both of his arms before he could get his wits back, and Naruto whimpered in pain. "G-Get off of me, you bastard! I won't be this gin thing!" The man smirked as he dragged a brush along the small of Naruto's back, making the small blond shiver. Naruto felt the man's brush slowly making swirling patterns on his shoulder blades and lower back, and shivered. A soft glow caught Narutos eye and he looked over as a beam of light shot from a jeweled bottle that hadn't been there before. The beam of light hit him square in the forehead and sent a chill down his spine that made Naruto gasp and squeeze his eyes shut.
"It has begun…" The man whispered before laughing manically. Naruto cringed as the chill turned to a stabbing sensation that ran up his legs, all the way to his hips. He turned his head to glance back… and gasped in horror when he saw his legs dissolving into wisps of blue smoke.
"No! What the hell are you doing to me?" Naruto screamed, thrashing. His screams mixed with cries of pain as the knives moved because of his thrashing and soon, he felt two cool restraints on his wrists. Looking over he saw a golden cuffs that reached almost to his elbows and he paled as he felt a tugging sensation in his abdomen. Naruto suddenly screamed in pain, arching his chest so much he rose up off the floor. An intense burning ran through his body, as if the blood in his veins had been replaced with burning magma before, finally, he everything went dark.
Madara watched, smirking evilly as the slim fifteen year old disappeared into the lamp. He stood, sheathing his knives, and lifted the bottle, uncorking the glass stopper. Inside, a mini-Naruto lay, totally unconscious and clothed only in a pair of sheer, baggy, dark blue pants that were barely clinging to his hips and an open orange vest. With an evil chuckle, he placed the glass stopper back in and slid the jeweled bottle back into place on his shelves.