Chapter 2: Blood Lust
I woke up to something heavy and soft cuddling my chest in a very loving way. I lifted my head and looked down at golden blonde hair. My loving little Naru-chan was there cuddling me. I pinched my arm once. Twice. Thrice. Quadrice. Quintice. Wait... never mind those last two. I don't think they're words. Just know I did it about fifteen times before I finally accepted I wasn't once more dreaming.
My Naruto was actually home… I hugged him tightly and breathed in the smell of him before I released him and inspected his damage closely. He wasn't raped it seemed, but the bastard wasn't gentle either. I growled and clenched my fists on the pillow before looking at his angel's face.
"Always such a heavy sleeper, doofus." I ruffled his hair and stepped out of bed. I answered my phone when it rang and went to the bathroom. "Uchiha Sasuke speaking… and pissing." I said simply into the phone.
"Have you no decency?" Itachi's voice asked in an annoyed huff.
"I knew it was you. That's why I said it." I lied. I didn't really give a damn either way. "So what have you got for me?"
"Are you familiar with a man named Orochimaru?" I nearly dropped my phone in the toilet. "He was a social worker before he dropped off the face of the planet and reappeared three years ago as a wiring teacher at Konoha Institute of Technology."
"Naruto's major…" I hissed angrily. "That bastard's got some nerve…" I clenched my hand hard on my cell phone. "You only ever wanted him for his body you son of a bitch?" I snarled.
"Apparently, some of the teachers have noticed a group of upperclassmen bullying a certain blonde boy who aspires to be a great graphic design artist just because the wiring teacher seems to favor him. What do you think of that otouto?" Itachi was smirking, I could feel it.
"Wipe that smug look off your face bastard. You know what I think." I hissed. "Thanks for the help." I hung up and went to my room.
"Nii-san… where were you? I was lonely…" Naruto was pouting; laying in a way on that bed that he knew would rile me up, the little shit.
"Bathroom." I said, tossing my phone on my desk. "Come here you little sex kitten." I growled, sitting on the end of the bed. "Nii-san needs to punish you for all the pain you put him through." His blue eyes flashed with lust.
"There's my kinky bastard of a Nii-san. I knew you hadn't gone all gentlemanly on me." He crawled down the bed towards me. "I love you Nii-san." He plopped in my lap and kissed the corner of my mouth.
"Who turned you into such a promiscuous little whore?" I asked him, wrapping my arm tighter around his waist and pulling him into a tighter embrace. "Oh shit, that was me wasn't it?" I grumbled slightly and he laughed at me.
"Nii-san's such a dumbass!" He flicked my forehead with affection. "But you've gone and gotten taller on me. I expected it when Nii-san suddenly shot up like eight inches in just a few days but still… seeing you so big compared to me once again… makes me feel like I'm sixteen all over again. I'm so jealous. Dumb old dad and his dumb old shortness." He crossed his arms and pouted.
"Dad wasn't short." I argued.
"Maybe not compared to the fourteen year old Sasuke. But what about now? Comparing him to you, who do you think is taller? Cuz he sure as hell wasn't six five. He didn't have to duck his head down to enter your bedroom." His brow rose and I flushed.
"Alright… it may be… that I'm… a bit taller than he ever was… but… I'm done growing now." I scratched my head and looked away.
"Yeah? So am I, bastard." He poked me in the chest. "I've only grown an inch since I left. An inch! While your bastard ass continues to grow like some type of mutant ogre."
"Whatever. Look, we got stuff to do. I'm doing a fundraiser and you're going with me. I wrote this for you." I stood and threw clothes at him before getting dressed myself. He laughed and pointed at me.
"What's with those pants? Are those real leather?" He tugged on them.
"NO! It's just supposed to look like it!" I hissed embarrassedly, getting dressed anyway. He laughed and followed suit in some of my old clothes that fit him perfectly now.
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"This song is something for a special someone. You know who you are baby." I said into the microphone. "
"I judge by what he's wearing, just how many heads I'm tearing off of assholes coming onto him. Each night seems like its getting worse. I wish he'd take the night off, so I don't have to fight off every asshole coming on to him. It happens every night he works." I winked at Naruto. "They'll go and ask the DJ, find out just what would he say if they all tried coming onto him, they know it's never gonna work. They think they'll get inside him with every drink they buy him as they all try coming on to him. This time somebody's getting hurt. Here comes the next contestant." I pretended to slug Suigetsu.
"Is that your hand on my boyfriend? Is that your hand? I wish you'd do it again, I'll watch you leave here limping. I wish you'd do it again. I'll watch you leave here limping. There goes the next contestant." I rose a brow as Naruto blushed and smiled at me unsteadily.
"The next song is a new one, the embodiment of myself and my two brothers. It took a long time to write last night." I joked. Suigetsu frowned and shifted unsteadily for a moment. "Mons mons mons monster. How should I feel? Creatures lie here, looking through the window. Monster. How should I feel? Creatures lie here, looking through the window. Monster. How should I feel? Creatures lie here, looking through the window."
"Check this out." Suigetsu started to jam, the song picking up from its light subdued tone.
"His little whispers, love me love me. That's all I ask for, love me love me. He battered his tiny fists to feel something. Wondered what it's like to touch and feel something." I punched my fist hard onto an unusable amp at the edge of stage, breaking a packet of fake blood for effect. "Monster. How should I feel? Creatures lie here, looking through the window. Monster. How should I feel? Creatures lie here, looking through the window."
Karin took another microphone for backup vocals. I nodded to her as she sang with me. "That night he caged her, bruised and broke her. He struggled closer then he stole her. Violated wrists and ankles, hear her silent pain. Then he realized their nightmares were his dreams. Monster… how should I feel? Creatures lie here, looking through the window. I will hear the voices. I'm a glass child. I am Mikoto's regrets. Oh." I stepped back and a screen flashed images of children who were abused or raped and people who had committed suicide.
"Monster. How should I feel? Turn the sheets down. Murderer with pillow lace. There's the bath tub, full of glow flies. Bathe in kerosene, their names tattooed in his veins. Monster monster. How should I feel? How should I feel? Creatures lie here. Creatures lie here. Looking through the window. Looking through the window. Looking through the window."
A pair of yellow eyes caught my attention and it felt the full force of my glare. I watched as Orochimaru almost physically withered away from my hatred and burning promise of death. Tonight I would beat the fuck out of the bastard and no one could stop me. I watched him retreat to his car and a small smirk caught me. He had nowhere to run.
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"That was pretty sweet Nii-san. You're so talented with your mouth and your throat and your tongue and teeth." Naruto purred, nibbling my ear in the car.
"Oi! We're still back here love birds! Keep it in your pants until you've dropped us off!" Suigetsu whined from the backseat. Naruto slumped back over into his own seat and waited patiently. I dropped him off at Sasume's.
"You have school in the morning goofball." I explained, giving him a loving kiss as he pouted. "But after tomorrow, you don't. So I'm going to take you home and fuck you tomorrow night. And when I say fuck you, I mean fuck you hard." I promised.
"I'll hold you to it." He said. He stumbled up the driveway and into the house. Sasume came out and leaned into my car.
"We're doing it tonight?" he asked. I nodded and he hopped in. "Babe! I'm going out with Sasuke for a couple hours. I got my keys so lock the door!" He shouted. His lovely wife Uchiha Hanabi nodded nervously from the doorway and locked the door after ushering the twins inside. "So I suppose you wanna know why he's not dead?"
"I can pretty much guess." I said softly, gripping the steering wheel tightly.
"If you two are gonna start talking about assassinations then I'm getting out. Pull over." Suigetsu grumbled.
"Or take us home first." Juugo muttered in annoyance. I dropped them off at their apartment and watched a bit of the grope fest they called "heading up" before going for the KIT main building parking lot.
"He disappeared before I could find him. I searched for three months before I figured he'd already croaked since you asked me. I wonder where he's been?" Sasume grunted, leaning back. He pulled out a pocket knife and a sharpening stone.
"We won't kill him… not yet… I'm just going to show him not to fuck with Uchiha Sasuke or the property of." I hissed in anger.
"Whatever man." Sasume shrugged and I parked haphazardly before getting out and slamming my door. I walked swiftly to building three and had Sasume pick the lock to get in. We snuck to the wiring class and slipped in silently. Orochimaru was there, sleeping on his chair. "'Still don't want to kill him?" Sasume asked. He walked over to the desk and opened the drawer. He pulled out pictures and I looked at them. They were all Naruto at different stages of torture. All of them had him with tears streaking down his face and blue eyes cloudy.
"Wake him up." I snarled, setting the pictures on the desk. I saw claw marks on the side and ran my fingertips over them. They were the size of Naruto's nails. I ground my teeth and looked over as Sasume punched him to wake him up. "You son of a bitch." I growled. I took him by the shirt and slammed him up against the wall. "He's still a child! How could you do this to Naruto?" I hissed. I slammed him back against the wall again.
"Because this is my revenge. Had it not been for that little brat, the Uchiha and the Uzumaki fortunes would both be mine. But they're not. Because he had to go and be born." His voice was full of hatred. I hit him.
"And that's a good reason to rape him? You sick bastard!" I threw him at his desk and kicked his feet out from under him. He fell against it and I grabbed both his arms. I pulled them behind his back and placed one foot square in the center, pushing with all my might until I heard tendons ripping and bones snapping.
"Sasuke… he's out cold… not to mention… the cops are here." Sasume deadpanned. I looked around through my red haze and saw Kiba and a couple other officers. "Someone must've seen us break in and called them."
"Sasuke…? What are you doing?" Kiba demanded. I threw the pictures at him.
"This bastard's been raping my little brother." I said quietly. Kiba looked at them with shaking hands.
"Rage crime." The cop Kiba was with said. They looked between each other. "We call 'em when we see 'em and we don't have to file a report. He just… doesn't look enraged enough."
"I'll talk to him. C'mere Sasuke." Kiba pulled me off to the side. "Looking at these pictures… it probably kills you right?" he asked. He made me look at them. I felt like I was gonna throw up. "Naruto's been through so much shit because of this dick, so much pain. Now you know how the legal system is. This guy'll get off scot free and you'll be left with all the blame. And he'll just keep coming back to hurt Naruto. We can't do anything to stop him. But you're involved. You can." He whispered to me. He knew just what to say to make my vision swim and my head swirl. I barely recognized that there was a knife in my hand. "Itachi got away with it, some pretty slick shit. So can you. No one will ever know. Just do it quietly." He turned away and left the room with his partner.
"You bastard…" before I knew what I was doing, I was aware of his blood running through my fingers and his Sasume shaking me.
"Sasuke… you need to calm down… you already killed him. He's not coming back." He told me, pulling me away from the body and murder weapon.
"I wanted his blood so bad Sasume… I needed him dead… I needed it… now what? I killed someone! What'll I do?" I was in hysterics but Kiba and his partner came in and cleaned the place up. "Why? Why'd you push me?" I demanded.
"It's called an act of rage. A murder of a person who killed or raped someone else by someone who cares deeply for the victim. They take in the suffering of the victim and use themselves as a medium to exact revenge. It's a psychological phenomenon that no judge has ever even tried to rule against. So just go home, take a shower, and go to sleep. You'll never worry about this ever." He promised me. So I numbly got in my car, dropped off Sasume, and went home for a long shower and to sleep the day away. But never before had I wanted someone's blood so badly.