EDIT: This chapter has been edited and revised because I felt like it and I don't want to come yelling at me about sex this and sex that.
The curtains had been pulled back, allowing sunlight to stream in through the window and light up a majority of the room. The sun's rays warmed whatever it touched, giving the room a lazy and cozy atmosphere. The carpet was of a nice, soft and thick material, its mesh of brown, orange and gray colors perfectly complementing the dark red swirls on the wall and bed covers. The carpet was so nice, he didn't mind the fact that he was lying down on it instead of the bed- he also didn't mind the fact that he was only in his boxers.
Actually, he was surprised Kyu allowed him to go to sleep with anything on in the first place.
Said person was still asleep- his deep and steady breaths, accompanied by his occasional animalistic growls, a continuous reminder that all was not over. Kyu had only allowed the doctors to administer minimal amounts of painkillers, but the doctors were kind and had administered a little bit more when Kyu wasn't looking. They knew that Kyu would punish him further, so they gave him as much of a fighting chance as they could to allow him to recuperate faster. Nothing ever ended quickly and quietly when it came to Kyu. It was only over when Kyu deemed him worthy of sleeping back in his arms. It was his way of saying sorry, as well as to remind him of the kind and caring choke-hold Kyu had on him.
He was perfectly comfortable with lying on the floor- he could think more clearly and calmly when he was by himself and not constantly being over-powered by Kyu. Everything always revolved around Kyu. He couldn't escape from him; it was a never-ending cycle of running and getting so far, only to be captured again.
"It looks like it's going to rain, maybe we should go back before we get poured on? Come on Naruto! I don't want my mom getting mad about the messes you make!"
"No it's not going to rain! And your mom loves me, so stop being such a sore spot!"
They had walked a-ways away from their small downtown village. Originally going to the library, they quickly changed plans when Naruto was struck with a severe craving for the cherries that grew on the outskirts of the forest that surrounded their hometown. Upon getting his full, Naruto demanded that they go and find the swing that was set up somewhere in the middle of the forest. The seat was a tire that was about the size of a full-grown adult, and roped by some of the thickest and strongest material the boys had ever seen or felt.
By the time they found the swing, it was getting to be dark out, making it look a little bit more foreboding then Naruto would have liked. Although he knew it to be strong and sturdy, it would take a bit of convincing for his friend to go on the swing with him. Sasuke was just a little bit smaller and skinnier than him, and he was also secretly afraid of heights and fast-moving objects, especially when combined, so swings were always a bit of a hurdle for him to overcome. Plus, Sasuke had a nasty habit of not holding onto things, causing him to always be the first person to be thrown off of anything.
No thanks to this, Naruto was constantly begging and prodding and goading him into doing any activity that involved the playground, hanging out with friends and playing tag, hide-and-seek or any "high action" activity in general. It was a wonder Sasuke was able to stay so skinny.
"Let's go!"
Without waiting for a reply, he grabbed Sasuke's arm and dragged him over to the big tire.
Sasuke retaliated immediately, "No. You can go on the swing, I'm just gonna head back."
He dug his heels into the dirt and grass, and shook off Naruto's grip on his arm. He stood his ground; eye's hardened, posture stiff, arms crossed and legs firmly planted to the ground. Sasuke was indeed skinny, especially when he wore his stupid black shirts and white shorts that would fall off of him if he didn't wear his belt, but what he lacked in muscles, he more than made up for with his mind.
"The news said there was going to be a thunderstorm later today, remember? I don't want to get my clothes all dirty and my shoes all muddy. You know my mom doesn't like it when we track dirt all over my house."
Naruto frowned at him- it had been drizzling earlier, the clouds were bunching up and making ugly dark grays and dirty whites up in the sky, making it even darker out here in the forest. He turned back towards the swing; his smile slowly turning into a frown.
"Not even one little push?"
Something seemed to cross Sasuke's mind, for his eyes widened a little bit before turning into a glare, "Never. Again."
Just as he finished saying that, Naruto remembered the other time he had brought Sasuke over to the swing and asked Sasuke to give him a push… Sasuke was totally unprepared for the weight of the tire and was thrown four feet across the air. His pride never really recovered after that.
Turning, Sasuke started walking back home at a brisk pace, leaving Naruto with no choice but to follow.
Although he was on the floor, cold, tired, battered and in pain- remembering that arrogant, self-centered, son-of-a-bitch Sasuke flying four feet in the air always brought a smile to his face.
There was a rustling sound, and it was enough to bring Naruto back to reality. His eyes were still on the ground. He didn't have the energy to lift his head and get a good look at what was going on in the bed with Kyu. He felt every now and then a soft breeze sweep over him- he just kept hearing a rustling sound, papers being moved about?
He could just picture Kyu, working in his office, his face hitting the table every now and then (from frustration or lack of intelligent people), the whimpers that would escape from Kyu's mouth (realizing that burning the stack of paperwork won't actually make the workload go away). His tie and suit would be crumpled up on the floor, along with his dark red and bright blue messenger bag. Kyu would just be sitting on his desk, taking a nap and not caring about what was going on right now, so long as he was allowed to nap.
Kyu would never bring his work in to the bedroom (that's why he had an office), much less onto the bed.
Adrenaline coursed through his veins, and, with this new found energy, Naruto got up slowly and carefully. His shoulders protested, and his arms were getting shaky from holding his weight. His legs were really sore, and his chest was making it hard to breath. He plopped himself on his butt gracelessly, his arms no longer able to hold his weight, and his shoulders not wanting to cooperate anymore. For the most part, there was no excruciating pain; the meds were doing their job and keeping most of it at bay. His chest was really the only thing making it's dull aches known and preventing him from breathing properly- why was it so much harder to breath?
He gave up trying to keep a slow and deep breathing pace, instead, gathering the courage to look up and over to the bed- where a small pile of papers were scattered around the floor of the bed. Lifting his head even higher, he noticed papers were littered all around Kyu, and he was holding some more papers in his hand. He couldn't make out what the papers had written on them, but he could tell that they were hand written-
"'-Don't worry, it's not anything I can't handle, I've been through worse, remember? I'll totally pass my world history test. And if I don't, then I can just bring my grades up with doing a better job on my homework. Though, to be honest, you really were the only one who could get me to finish any homework assignment- I miss you, Sasuke. Please respond." When Kyu was done reciting from the papers he was reading, he removed them from his face, raising a brow at Naruto.
Naruto's blood ran cold.
Kyu moved to get up and out of the bed, throwing the rest of the papers up in the air. The papers flying all around, creating a little blizzard- it looked beautiful and the moment was so serene. He had spent hours at a time on those letters, perfecting his handwriting. Making it legible wasn't enough; he wanted to make his handwriting look beautiful- as beautiful and flawless as Sasuke's had been.
And the moment was gone, replaced by a ground-shattering calm before the storm.
"You know, babe, it's kind of hard for Sasuke to respond to your letters if you never send them out. I mean, it takes two to make a decent and proper conversation, not just one. No matter how wonderfully you may have mastered such a feat." He took a step towards Naruto, his footstep mechanical, calculating, and worst of all, steady.
Naruto was still on the ground, his head tilted up to look at Kyu. His body felt so cold and stiff, he was having an even harder time breathing; his chest having no correlation with this. He couldn't stop himself from flinching when Kyu took another step towards him- once you've been exposed to the power in those legs, it was hard not to be scared senseless of them.
Kyu was on top of him. Bending down and over Naruto, being every bit intimidating as Kyu was known for and he remained in this position- the effect it had on Naruto being instantaneous. Naruto began to tremble, his shoulders hunched over and his head immediately snapped to the ground. He was unsure of what Kyu had in store for him. He bent his head lower to the ground, never being able to face Kyu when he was this mad.
The red head placed a firm and heavy hand on his shoulder and pushed Naruto even further into the floor; Naruto not putting a resistance of any kind to this action. Kyu kept pushing him down until his face and shoulder touched the ground. His lower body was still in the seated position, making his whole posture take that of a bow.
He felt Kyu move a little bit, and his other hand soon began to touch and prod at his back.
"It's been a while since you've seen him," his voice took on a tone of forlorn misery; and Naruto just wanted to die, "Even after all that he's done, you still can't let him go… Not even for me?" He whispered the last bit, but a steady and increasing roar soon took over his voice, "Not after everything I've done- to protect you, to bring you back to me, after all of my attempts to make you happy. It's not enough- Why? Why isn't it enough?"
Kyu lost it, and pushed Naruto fully to the ground, "Why won't you let him go?He left you to die. I did what I could to help you get back on your feet. I dealt with your aftermath- I warned you about him!" The man's voice left a ringing inside Naruto's empty head; Naruto didn't want to think back to that time- so he made his mind blank.
"I picked up all of the pieces, hoping and praying that it wasn't too late," Kyu's voice returned to a whisper, but Naruto's face was still to the ground, and all he had were his ears to warn him of anything, "But your heart was never among them, was it?"
He heard a soft fwop as something hit the ground next to him and felt Kyu's hands begin to touch the rest of his body.
Kyu was no longer holding him down, he didn't need to, and, instead, laid himself down on top of him. He felt something hard shove itself between his ass-cheeks and before he could protest, Kyu had already ripped his boxers off. Hands were on his shoulders again, and this time they grabbed harshly and threw him on to his back, forcing him to come face-to-face with Kyu.
At once, Kyu attacked his neck, his teeth biting harshly and mercilessly at the skin in whatever area he could reach. His arms were still to his side, but he was so shocked he just left them there. Kyu was still biting at his neck, swiping his tongue over every droplet of blood that escaped from within his skin due to the harsh treatment. Kyu nestled himself in-between Naruto's thighs, preventing him from closing his legs. Hands were touching the rest of his body, but the blond chose to ignore them to the best of his ability.
He took a deep breath, a task made more difficult when his chest flared up in pain, and let himself calm down, just a little. Maybe, if he waited it out, Kyu wouldn't do anything else other than touch him. Maybe, this time, Kyu would stop, and demand an apology or promise that they both knew the blond would break.
He let Kyu continue with his ministrations- flinching every time a finger made a gentle swipe across his chest. Every now and then, a small whimper would escape from his mouth; his attempts at voicing his displeasure would die as soon as they tried to leave his mind.
Without his realizing, the hands slowly traveled up towards his neck.
Kyu's hands wrapped themselves around his neck and immediately began to tightening their hold. Naruto tried to make eye contact with Kyu to display his alarm, but the red head's hair had fallen over his face, effectively covering it and preventing their eyes from directly meeting. Kyu's breathing was strained, and he was growling- the veins in his arms were bulging, and the rest of his body was tensing up.
The grip around his neck tightened further.
He hadn't been able to breathe properly for the past ten hours, and he was going to pass out soon if Kyu didn't let go of his throat. His chest was starting to burn, and his eyes were getting misty, blurring his vision and only adding to the panic. He grabbed at Kyu's hands, allowing his actions to speak for him, and giving evidence to his terror. His mouth opened and closed in a desperate attempt to convey his apologies and beg for forgiveness.
"Hey, you don't look so good. Here, let me help."
Releasing one hand from his throat, he used it to gently wipe at Naruto's eyes, before balling it up into a fist and punching him in the stomach. Naruto's eyes bulged and was forced to use the last of his air supply to gasp in response to the pain. Once Kyu fully released his throat, Naruto grabbed at his own stomach- gasping and sucking in air, sobbing.
Not once did Kyu get off of him during this whole ordeal, only adding more weight whenever it looked like Naruto was about to try crawling away from him.
He chuckled, "Did that help? I hope it did, I really don't want to resort to it again."
By the end of it, Naruto was coughing, an action that further added to his pain. He chose to keep quiet, and hoped Kyu would get it over and done with- he no longer cared; he got the point. He didn't want to be told twice when once was more than enough.
"Naruto," Kyu breathed out as he leaned down to the boy's ear and whispered, "You're the idiot that ran away; you know the consequences for doing so."
Naruto trembled, his heart sank, and he swallowed the sob that was trying to escape. He waited a little, allowing his body the allotted time it would need to relax. He turned his head away from Kyu and breathed deeply before asking, "How long?"
He missed the gleam in Kyu's eyes. Naruto didn't see the demonic grin take over Kyu's face, and he didn't see when Kyu lit up like a Christmas tree, but he felt all of those things, and he knew the answer to his question.
"Long enough."
Heat came off of the red head in waves, drowning Naruto with its near unbearable temperatures and blinding light. The flames covered Kyu's body, but the man did not scream or gasp from pain. Instead, he seemed to be taking pleasure from them.
Quickly, the flames crawled away from Kyu and began making their way over to Naruto who was still beneath the red head. When they first touched him, the flames didn't burn or scar him. They just clambered over his stomach and just gathered there.
Once all of the flames left Kyu's body and were on Naruto's stomach, the man whispered, "Go."
Pain erupted from his stomach and Naruto whimpered helplessly as the flames sank and sat inside of his stomach. With every flame that entered him, the blond writhed in pain and cried loudly. There wasn't enough room in his stomach, though, to hold all of the little flames. They spread out.
Sweat was pouring from his face in buckets as the heat and pain invaded him. Naruto felt every movement from the flames as they pranced around inside of his body. Glancing at his stomach, he noticed that the pile of flames weren't even at their half-way point.
His chest was the area he was most concerned about, though. With the rough treatment from earlier, it was a wonder his ribs hadn't completely collapsed and crushed his lungs. Now, however, there was no doubt in his mind that his recovery wouldn't be quick. These flames were going to do their best to deal the worse damage to this area.
As Naruto became distracted by the increasing pain and torridity, he failed to notice when Kyu got up and off of him. The man stood stock still a few feet away from him and was closely watching the blond writhe in agony as the flames finally reached his chest. Kyu didn't flinch when he heard a 'snap' come from the boy's rib cage.
Shortly after the snapping noise, Naruto's eyes rolled to the back of his head as he fainted. The blond stopped moving shortly after that.