Martyrdom

Chapter Two

-Pet-

Akito entered the base he lived in with his father and paused, looking around suspiciously. He was tall and sleekly muscled like most Uchiha, with ebony hair that was cut short and spiked somewhat in the back. He wore a basic ninja outfit of black, with his clan's symbol on the back of his sleeveless v-neck. Something was not right. He didn't know what it was, since he didn't sense his father anywhere near, but there was something off about the place. He activated his sharingan and walked slowly and quietly throughout the place, listening to see if perhaps someone had stumbled upon their hidden abode. That was when he heard a faint sound coming from down the hall where his father's room was.

His gaze narrowed as he made his way towards the door, drawing a kunai so that he was prepared for the battle to come. Pausing outside the door, he leaned closer to listen in, and blinked when he heard a soft moan. His brow furrowed. Was there a woman in there?

Putting the kunai away, he gripped the doorknob and slowly opened it, peeking inside the room. His eyes widened at the sight and immediately switched back to their dark forest green hues. There tied to the bed was one of the most beautiful girls he had ever seen, completely naked, and awkwardly trying to pleasure herself. He took in her slim form, perky breasts, and pink hair, and immediately grew curious as to why she was here, especially in his father's room. For the elder Uchiha had never really shown much of an interest in women.

He smirked, deciding to take this scenario for what it was. An opportunity. "You want some help with that?" he asked, leaning against the doorframe. Startled jade eyes met his and the woman gasped, a slight blush coming to her face and making Akito desire her all the more.

Natsumi swallowed, attempting to cover herself the best she could, since she'd never seen this man before, and he had caught her in one of the most intimate acts. "Wh-who are you?" she demanded, though the resemblance was undeniable. He was related to the man who'd captured her, but he was far younger, maybe a year older than her.

"Uchiha Akito." He said, pushing away from the door and slowly walking towards her. "And you are?"

"None of your business!" she snapped back, regaining her glare.

"I should say it is." He stopped before her and obviously took in her form. "You are in my home, after all."

She blinked, her blush returning when she finally had a close up at his face. He was extremely good looking, and although he looked very similar to Sasuke, he seemed much more dangerous and alluring. Of course, that could also be because he was much closer to her age and had the raging sex appeal of a god, but she wasn't expecting another person to be here. "Well it's still none of your business." She huffed. "And if you wouldn't mind…" she smiled almost sweetly before she yelled, looking enraged. "Stop looking at my body! I know I'm naked but you could at least have a shred of decency!"

Akito chuckled, looking up at her eyes. "Maybe if you told me your name I'd stop making you uncomfortable."

"No you weirdo!" she growled. "You're probably a rapist like him! And I don't need you psychopaths running around with my name." Natsumi grumbled, looking off since she was still blushing.

He blinked, the humor leaving his face. "Wait…my father raped you?" he asked. "Why?"

His tone made her confused, and when she turned to see his face once more she could see his own. "Why else would I be tied to a bed naked?" she quipped, though she tried to not sound so angry. "I don't know why…but he said I was put on this earth for him. Something about how my mother betrayed him…" Natsumi frowned then. "I think he took me because I look like her."

"Oh…I just thought he'd finally convinced a woman to come home with him…" the younger Uchiha said. "So…I'm guessing you don't want help with your…uh…needs then." He said a bit awkwardly, since he didn't really know how to deal with this kind of situation.

"If by needs you mean these ropes and some clothes, then I would be eternally grateful." She said, tugging at the restraints a bit. She looked up and gave him her most powerful puppy dog look and tried to appear as innocent as possible. "Please…" she begged. "I would be so grateful…and they're really starting to hurt my wrists."

He arched a brow. "You're not going to try anything are you? You're obviously a ninja, and since my father wants you kept here I will have to abide by his wishes."

"Your father?" she blinked, finally seeing the connection between the two. "He's your dad? Then where's your mom? And why am I here if he has some woman!" she huffed, growing angry once more.

"My mother died giving birth to me." Akito said simply, not seeming to be affected by it. "You're the first woman I've ever heard of that he's slept with since her death."

"Raped." She corrected. "Now can you please get me some clothes." She asked once more. "I mean, if you untie me I'll even go with you to get them or something. And I promise to behave. You can even put me back here when we're done. I just really don't want to be tied up anymore."

He just shrugged, before moving to untie her. "You might as well just eat dinner with me. I was about to start making it before I came in here, and I assume my father doesn't want you to starve." He said, moving back once she was free. "I don't think we have anything that will fit you…but one of my shirts should do."

"Thank you." She said, pulling the covers with her so she could wrap them around her body for the time being. "I really appreciate it." She actually smiled, though it was a bit sad.

"Well I might as well give you a tour of the place, since I guess you're living here now." Akito said, leading her to his bedroom. He walked over to his dresser and began to go through it. "Do you want a long sleeved or short sleeved shirt?" he asked, looking back at her.

"Long sleeved please…I'm kind of cold." She said, looking around his room. "So, how come you live…in a cave?"

"So that people will leave us alone." He said, taking out a black long sleeved shirt. He began to rummage around for a pair of shorts then, figuring she would want her lower half to be covered as well. "My father said that people tried to steal his eyes from him when he was younger, and he didn't want me to have to deal with that. It's just easier being the last of your clan when nobody knows you exist." He said, taking out an old pair of black shorts and holding out the clothes to her. "Here, these should do."

She took the clothes from him and glanced up at his face, as if she were waiting for him to say something. But his confusion was quickly swept away when her blush returned, "Um…can you turn around?"

He blinked. "Oh…of course." He said, about to turn around when he paused. "I don't necessarily trust you…so you'll just have to face away instead."

She looked as if she were about to protest, but he had a point, and since she had no intention of putting her life in jeopardy, she turned around. Natsumi let out a shaky breath, and dropped the sheet before pulling on the shirt as swiftly as she was able. It was long enough to barely cover her rear, which she was grateful for. She stepped into the shorts carefully and pulled them up, unfortunately they were just tight enough to hang on her hips. So she pulled the shirt over them in attempts to help them stay up.

She glanced back at him, noting his gaze had been lower than she would have liked, but they moved back to meet her own. "You're probably told this all the time," he said, walking over to her and picking the sheet up from the ground. "But you're one of the most beautiful girls I've ever seen." He told her, reaching out and lightly brushing some of her hair to the side. The corner of his mouth tilted up. "And I don't even know your name."

"Natsumi." She said softly. "And yes…I am told that all the time. It's times like these I wish I were ugly…then maybe some crazy guy wouldn't have kidnapped me."

"I thought it was because you looked like your mother." He said.

"Well if I wasn't pretty do you think your daddy would want me?" she wondered, arching a curious brow.

He shrugged. "I'd still want you for your body. I mean, I'd just have to ignore your face." he smirked, showing that he was joking with her. "Come on, I'm starving, and I bet you are as well." He gestured for them to leave so he could show her the kitchen.

She almost laughed and followed him out, glancing around as they made their way down the hall. She had to admit for a cave, it was fairly cozy. Not at all cold and damp like she assumed all caves were. Finally they reached the kitchen and Natsumi was surprised to find it much like any household kitchen.

Akito went to the fridge as she stood in slight awe. She felt better just being in a somewhat normal place. "Um…do you think…I could cook?" she wondered.

He looked back at her over his shoulder. "You want to?"

She nodded. "After the day I've had, it will help me relax."

"Alright." he said, stepping aside. "That's the pantry, obviously, pots and pans are there, plates and bowls there, and the silverware is there." He pointed to each location. "If you have trouble finding anything just ask me and I can tell you where it is."

Natsumi smiled and opened the fridge, looking over what she had to work with. She searched the pantry then, deciding to make steak stir fry since it was simple and delicious. She pulled out the necessary pans and items and began with the raw pieces of meat, seasoning them. She looked around and opened a few cabinets before finding the seasoning she wanted for the vegetables. She attempted to reach up and get it, but it was on the top shelf and just barely out of her reach.

In any other instance she could have used her sand, but the grains had been lost to her ever since her arrival in this place. Instead, a larger, paler hand than her own reached up and grabbed it for her, lowering it down to her level. "Here." Akito said, and it was then she realized was standing really close to her.

She turned around and a dark blush surfaced on her cheeks because he didn't move back. "Um…" she swallowed. "How old are you?" she asked, fumbling slightly with the spice.

"Seventeen." He replied, placing his hand on the counter.

"Oh," she looked down between them. How on earth could the son of a crazy man be so hot? Curse her teenage love for bad boys! And this Uchiha Akito was definitely a bad boy. "You're only a year older than me…" she said, though she didn't understand why.

He smirked slightly. Her expressions were so…expressive, and she looked absolutely irresistible when she blushed. "Imagine that." he said.

"Yeah…" she nodded, placing her hand on his chest. Akito blinked, wondering what it was she was going to do. She pushed him away slightly since she couldn't move from her spot. "Excuse me." She whispered, resuming her cooking.

A small pang of disappointment shot through him, but he reminded himself that she had been through what was probably a traumatizing experience earlier, and so decided to go sit at the table and watch her cook. "You're very odd." He commented, taking a seat.

"How so?" she asked without looking back at him.

"You just say and do odd things." He explained. "Especially after what you went through…I mean…you don't even look like you cried. Don't girls usually cry about that stuff?"

Natsumi smiled slightly. "I did cry…a little bit. But I am a ninja, I'm prepared for the worst types of torture. That was not torture, per say, because he didn't do anything humiliating or bad. If that makes sense." She sighed. "But I don't think he wants to break me. After all he kept saying I belonged to him the entire time."

"…weird." Was all the Uchiha said as he watched her.

She moved around the kitchen, getting lost in the cooking and it really did help her relax. It made her think of her mother, and how hopefully she would be found sooner rather than later. When she was all finished, she prepared them plates before setting one down in front of him and then one in the chair she was going to take. She went over to the fridge and grabbed two waters, since it was the only thing in there. But when she shut the door and turned to face the table, she froze, her eyes widening and locked on the doorway.

There stood Sasuke, a brown paper bag in one hand as he surveyed the scene. He was tense, and his onyx gaze moved around the kitchen before setting on Natsumi. His face was blank, but somehow Natsumi knew he was displeased. "Is there any left for me?" he asked, setting the bag down and walking over to the table.

Akito glanced at his elder. "Father, I didn't realize you were back. Natsumi and I were just getting to know one another." He said, seemingly unaffected by the sudden temperature drop in the room.

"I see." Was all he said, his gaze still on Natsumi as he waited for an answer.

She nodded quickly and hurriedly took another plate down and got the rest ready for him to eat. She couldn't believe how afraid she was. If felt as if her heart had stopped beating. She placed it down in front of him and gave him the water she'd gotten from herself. She knew her hands were shaking and she did her best to keep them from doing so. She grabbed another water and sat down in the spot that was unfortunately between the two males.

They began to eat in silence, the only sound being their forks hitting their plates, and of them chewing. Akito looked over at his father then. "So about Natsumi-" he began, only to be cut off.

"She is off-limits to you." Sasuke said, giving his son a hard look. "You are not to touch her at all. She's mine." He said vehemently.

"Well I was just wondering, I mean it was weird to come home and find a girl in your room." He shrugged.

The elder Uchiha's gaze narrowed slightly. "What were you doing in my bedroom?"

"I heard a weird noise when I came home so I went to check it out and found her masturbating." Akito said, gesturing to the pink haired girl. Natsumi almost choked on her food, before flashing a glare to the younger Uchiha. He glanced at her and smirked. "It was really hot."

Sasuke glared at his son as well, before turning his attention to Natsumi, his gaze softening slightly. "You were touching yourself?" he asked.

"Can we please get back to being mad at him." She blushed a dark red, pointing to Akito. She wanted more than anything for the conversation to move away from her self-pleasuring.

"Right, you and I will talk later." Sasuke told her, before looking back at his son. "You didn't touch her, did you?"

Akito rolled his eyes. "No, I wanted to, but she didn't seem to want my help getting off." he sighed. "So I released her and got her some clothes to wear since she was cold."

"Good. Make sure you keep your distance where she is concerned. If I find out you so much as brushed your hand against her thigh, you don't even want to know what the consequences will be." the Uchiha said.

"Yes father." Akito said, though he didn't really seem to care. After all, he had just wanted to know why Natsumi was here and what he was allowed to do with her. And now that he did, he would obey his elder. After all, she was just one girl.

They finished dinner after that, not really saying much. When everyone was done, Sasuke rose. "Akito, wash the dishes." He said, picking up his bag in one hand and grabbing Natsumi's upper arm in the other. "Come with me." he ordered, already pulling her out of her chair.

She followed after him, not that she had a choice. But she glanced back at Akito before they made it through the door. She gave him a small wave before she was once more in the hall with Sasuke. He took her back into his room, closing the door behind them before dropping the bag on the floor. "Take those off." he instructed, pointing at the clothes she was wearing.

Natsumi blinked, appearing confused. "But…why?"

"Because I don't want you in my son's clothes." he sneered. "Now remove them, or I will do it myself."

She gripped the shirt she was wearing, though she made no move to take it off. "Can I at least have some clothes to change into before I take them off?"

Sasuke gave her a dark smirk. "I brought you some clothes…but you won't need them for a while."

Natsumi frowned, stepping back and sitting on the edge of the bed. "Al-already?"

"Are you complaining my blossom?" he asked, moving closer to her and gently stroking her cheek. "Did you not feel pleasure from what we did earlier?"

"The feel of my body has nothing to do with the fact my mind rejects it." She protested, leaning away from him slightly.

"It won't after a while." He said. "Now take off your clothes. I will not ask again."

Natsumi frowned, staring down at her shorts. She gripped the hem and slowly began to lower them, though the shirt still did a good enough job hiding her. When she didn't proceed and his glare endured, she grabbed the shirt and slowly lifted it over her head. Once it was off of her Sasuke snatched it from her hands and tossed it aside, before grabbing her and forcing her to stand, making her body press against his. "Was my son lying when he said he didn't touch you?" he asked.

"No." she frowned. "He walked in, untied me, got me some clothes, and then we ate. That's it." She said harshly.

"Good." the Uchiha said, before pushing her back onto the bed. He stared down at her as he began to remove his pants, taking in her form. "It's time for me to teach you more about sex." He declared, taking off his shirt as well so that they were both equally as naked. "First being how to please a man."

"I don't want to please you." Natsumi grumbled defiantly.

His onyx gaze hardened. "Then you want to be punished for your insolence?"

"What are you going to do?" she scoffed. "You're just going to have sex with me anyways."

"Very well." He reached down and grabbed her once more, and despite her struggling, turned her around and bent her over the side of his bed, keeping a hold on her hands. "You must learn not to talk back to me Natsumi, I do not appreciate your defiance." He told her, shoving a finger into her anus.

Her eyes widened and she only struggled more. "No!" she screamed. "Please! Not there!" she begged. "I promise I'll behave." She whispered.

Sasuke pulled her up into a standing position, though he left his finger inside of her. "You understand this is what will happen if you disobey me?" he said lowly in her ear, glancing down and staring at her breasts over her shoulder.

She nodded, swallowing her from the slight discomfort he was forcing into her. "I understand."

He pulled his finger out of her and turned her around, cupping her cheek as if he was trying to reassure her. "Now pleasure me." he ordered, taking her hand and placing it over his member.

Natsumi had to do her best not to show how creeped out she was holding some guy's dick. Having it inside her was different. She hadn't had to do anything but take it. What was she even supposed to do with it? Before he could scold her again, she clasped her hand around him, making sure she didn't do it too hard, because she knew she'd only be punished for that. Then she began to rub him the best she could. "Is that good?"

"Yes." He said, guiding her a bit more before taking his hand away. "Rub the tip as well. With your thumb."

She did as she was told, rubbing his tip with thumb only adding a bit of pressure. She actually blushed when she felt him grow harder and throb slightly in her hand. Sasuke moaned softly, watching the motions of her hand. "Good…now use your mouth." He told her. "Lick it."

Natsumi almost froze. "Um…" she whispered, stopping in her ministrations. "Can I at least make a request before I have to do that?" she wondered. Sasuke arched a brow, curious as to what it was she wanted. He almost denied her the opportunity, but she looked so adorable, so much like Sakura in that moment, that he decided to give her a chance.

"Can…can you please not cum in my mouth…I'm just not ready for that yet…" she said timidly.

He gave her a somewhat tender look and stroked her cheek. "Very well. We shall save that for a later date."

"Thank you." She breathed out with relief, though to him it might have looked as if she was relishing his contact with her. Thankful that she was at least prolonging the inevitable, she sank to her knees and came face to face with the thing that had been shoved inside her just hours ago. She swallowed and placed her hands over it once more as she began to lick up his shaft. Luckily, he was a clean man, and thus his stench was not horrendous as were some of the male patients at the hospital. She simply didn't understand why men liked to stink.

He moaned again, placing his hand on her head in an encouraging manner. "Yes…like that."

Knowing what was coming next, she decided she might as well take the initiative in this aspect. After she'd had enough of licking him, she took him in her mouth, trying to fit in his entire length without using her teeth and it clearly took him off guard. The Uchiha hissed, letting his head fall back at the pleasure. He began to thrust into her mouth then, enjoying the feel. "Use your tongue Natsumi, don't just take it." he instructed.

She tried not to glare, but she absolutely hated this. She let her tongue flick over his tip and then attempted to wrap it around his dick. She had no idea what she was doing, but due to the noises she was getting from him she figured she was doing a good job. "Good…good." he said. They continued this for a while, with Sasuke giving her more instructions and encouragement, before he suddenly pulled out of her mouth. "Now get on the bed."

Natsumi stared at his throbbing member before she stood and went back to the bed before crawling onto it. He followed her onto the bed, making her lie down. "Now I will return the favor to you." he said, stroking her folds before circling her clit. "Tell me what you want."

"I want to go home." Said sharply, though this time she didn't look as angry as she sounded. "But since you won't let me, I might as well just give you what you want. So just stick your dick inside my pussy and get it over with."

He tsked, pinching the nub and tugging on it, before he slipped a finger inside of her. "Natsumi…you know I want to make you happy and feel good. Tell me what you want me to do to you, and this time don't be a smart ass about it." he said, curling his finger so that it rubbed against her g-spot.

She moaned softly, gripping the sheets tightly as her body arched. "Will you just fuck me already?" she demanded.

Sasuke smirked and looked down, seeing that she was dripping. "You're so cute." He said, removing his finger and slamming into her, this time starting their session fast and hard.

Natsumi couldn't help but pant as he pounded into her. This time felt incredibly better than her first, almost as if her body was craving for another dose of him. "I know." She smirked, not exactly sure why she was taking such pleasure out of his obsession with her.

Knowing that it was her weak spot, he reached down and began to rub her clit. "When you cum…I want you to shout my name." he panted slightly. "Call me Sasuke-kun."

"Why?" she groaned loudly, unable to fight against the wonderful feel that was spreading through her. "We…we don't use name suffix in Suna…" she barely got out as another moan escaped her lips.

"They do in Konoha." He said, slamming into her a bit harshly. The truth was it was what Sakura used to call him, and he wanted more than anything to be called that again. But he wouldn't tell Natsumi that. He wouldn't show her that weakness.

She whimpered slightly, moving against his hips. He could hear the wet sound between them. "F-fine." She gasped, moaning loudly. "Just rub me more…" she begged.

The Uchiha did so, completely entranced with the adorable expression on her face. With his free hand he reached down and grabbed her breast, tugging on her nipple as they continued to slam their pelvises together.

"Oh!" she groaned. "Sasuke-kun, it feels so good." She whimpered, licking her lips as warmth spread throughout her.

Sasuke moaned, a small smile actually coming to his face at the euphoria he felt at the name. "Cum for me Natsumi…explode all over my dick." He seethed, going even faster.

As if on command, her body tightened and she arched in ecstasy. "Sasuke-kun!" she screamed, rubbing her own clit as she came all over him, the sheer feel driving her over the edge.

"Yes…yes!" he exclaimed, pulling out of her and cumming all over her stomach. He leaned over her, kissing her sweetly. "Wonderful." He breathed out, stroking her cheek as he watched her come down from her high.

She was panting, hardly able to catch her breath. She glanced up at him, a frown on her face. "I don't feel warm this time…" she said, though she seemed confused.

"Because I didn't cum inside you." Sasuke explained, brushing her hair from her face. "You didn't want me too, remember?"

Natsumi gave him a weak glare. "Then fuck me again, and this time make me feel warm." She ordered, rubbing her clit once more.

He reached down and grabbed her hand, pulling it away and stopping her. "Beg."

The pink haired girl smirked, her expression only reminding him of one person in that moment. It wasn't someone he wanted to imagine beneath him. "No." she said with finality. "Now if we're not going again, get off me. I want to take a shower. If that's okay with you."

His gaze narrowed. "Natsumi…what did I say would happen if you disobeyed me?" he asked lowly. "Beg, unless you want your ass to lose its virginity as well."

"So I get no reward for behaving?" she asked simply, not backing down. "I do everything you want and you're still going to punish me? That's a great way to try and train someone."

The ebony haired man glared at her lightly. "Very well, I shall teach you a new position." He said, getting off of her and pulling her up to her feet and leading her into the bathroom.

Natsumi blinked. "Wait…I can't shower by myself?"

"Not tonight." He declared, already thinking of the position he was going to use when taking her after he washed her body. She would never think about showers in the same way ever again once he was done.

Akito let out an irritated sigh, trying to focus on his book instead of the sounds of his father and Natsumi that he could hear through the wall. This was so fucking weird. If his father had normally brought women over it would be fine, but this…this was just out of the ordinary for the old man. Especially to go for someone so young.

Though Natsumi was extremely beautiful, he would be the first to admit that. And the sounds she made during climax…they were absolutely addicting. He could even picture the cute faces she made too. If only his father hadn't said she was off-limits. Then he could have a piece of her as well.

He glanced down at his pants and groaned, seeing his erection. Great, now he would have to masturbate before going to sleep later. Deciding that he couldn't concentrate on his book anyways, he set it aside and pulled his erection out of his pants. He would have to think about this freaky new situation later. Right now he had bigger things to focus on. Literally.