Chapter One: The Motive

'Neji speaking.'

"Neji?" Sasuke gulped, briefly glancing at the clock before moving to the window seat. "Can you give me a ride to school?"

'Of course. I'll pick you up half past seven. Is that convienent?'

Nervously, Sasuke peaked through the curtains and into the morning fog off in the distance. It was quite a good thing that the dew had evaded his street; Sasuke released a soft sigh and shut his eyes.

"Yeah, that's fine, Neji. Thanks."

"Mmh.. no problem. I'll see you in a while, Sasuke."

His friend's voice was a bit distant when the rustling of fabric caught Sasuke's attention. Neji must have been changing into his school uniform. "Alright," he whispered.

He flipped his new phone closed and shoved it into his black slacks. Taking a final peek outside, he deemed it slightly less precarious, and even so, he quietly maneuvered himself downstairs and into the kitchen, avoiding all the windows efficiently.

When Neji's black Sedan parked in his driveway, Sasuke grabbed his bag off of the sofa and strolled to the door. His hand made a motion to twist at the doorknob, but a sudden thought strikes him.

Although the man was not visibly seen by him, there could be a strong possibility that he was lurking in the shadows somewhere.

Sasuke shuddered; it felt impossible, but he could feel the cold shivers creeping up his spine as he quickly opened and turned to lock the door. More than ever, Sasuke ran to Neji's car and was seated in the passenger's seat in less than a few seconds. The police were right. As long as he stayed close to a trusted friend, he'll be alright.

Neji slowly backed out of his driveway, but stopped momentarily when he recognized the Uchiha's unhealthy features. Sasuke was unaware of how he appeared, however. Ruffled hair, a flushed face, and blood-shot eyes greeted Neji's concerned, pale orbs. When he finally noticed, he twisted his head to the right to stare out the window.

It was times like this when Sasuke loved Neji's car. Not only was it comfty, but the windows were tinted a dark shade of gray that allowed the passengers inside the car to view their surroundings, whilst people, who stood out of range and outside, couldn't even catch a glimpse of how many people were in the car.

Subconsciously, Sasuke began to wipe his sweaty hands onto his slacks. His friend had turned off the engine and now sat there staring at him with those calculating eyes.

"Neji..." his voice was croaked and a terribly itchy feeling knawed at his throat. "Please."

The pale-eyed Hyuga automatically leaned foward to wrap his arms around Sasuke. The boy shivered, though, leading Neji to believe that something in this environment triggered such a reaction.

He sped off as the boy began to whimper.

-

A wall such as that could have restricted the disturbance of light-weight cats who love to jump into other peoples' yard.

He was different, though. With a simple bit of pressure added to his left foot, a massive force ushers him into the air and over the cement barrier in a flash.

There was a shady willow tree in the boy's yard, which served the wonderful purpose of getting to know Sasuke an ounce more every evening. The boy's room could be reached if he simply jumped from the highest branch to the windowsill.

A black bag, the size of a luggage, hangs from his shoulder while his hands stealthily began to work their magic.

He paused in his work when his cold obsidian eyes catch a glimpse of the lock. A smirk creeps unsuspectingly upon the corner of his lips. Modern. Although the lock was designed in this modern era, it was complex and raised quite a few admirations at its featured abilities and expensive price in marketing. The most complex interior design to hack, even if he were a genius.

The smirk was blown at full force and with a professional twist of his wrist, a small 'click' was heard.

In the five seconds of time that he took to break the lock, he couldn't help but muse at the irony of the situation. Sasuke used locks that were created by him.

He chuckled nonchalantly at the thought of the boy having those specific locks to secure all of his private belongings.

Gracefully, he slid through the opening and shut it right after.

He was in.

-

He forgot. How could he have forgotten such a frightening matter?

He had been so caught up in escaping his own house, those dreadful feelings, that he made contact with Neji. What if he had been watching?! Would his best friend be in danger then?

It wasn't a joke, though. That threatening letter and the appearance of that man proved it all. Some sick teenager wouldn't go through such wide lengths to scare him. It had to be real.

As the bell sounded, Sasuke grabbed his folder and bag in swift motions and nearly ran out of the classroom. His acquaintances were easy to evade. Just like that. A piece of cake. Neji, however, wasn't. The Hyuuga had always been persistent and matters just became worst in Sasuke's case.

First of all, they acquired the same schedule. Second, in every class they had together, they were partners who sat next to each other. The third reason had to be the worst. In the locker room during P.E., their row was isolated from the others. Since most of the guys chose lockers closer to the exit, and Neji and him enjoyed their privacy, that left them with lockers in the back row.

In a record, it took Sasuke a minute and a half to reach the locker room and thirty seconds to change into his P.E. clothes. That meant that the faster he arrived and changed, the more of Neji he could avoid.

He couldn't feel those eyes on him, but that did not mean that he wasn't watching him.

A sudden cold feeling swept through his form as he was tying his laces, and Sasuke wished he didn't appear so frightened and weak. The only matter that kept him from hypervenilating was the fact that he was inside the school. But... did that really matter to his stalker?

Why did it have to be me? Could it not have been someone else?

He ran out of the locker room, eager to shake away that sickening feeling. He couldn't wait to arrive home and lock himself away in his room where he could avoid everything that has been happening to him and affecting Neji.

-

In a desperate attempt to keep his best friend safe, Sasuke ran home. As he twisted the knob and slammed the door shut, he scolded himself for his stupidity. A few seconds after talking to himself, he paused.

There was something strange about the silence that reached his ears in his bedroom. It was something peculiar about the atmosphere, something akin to the tensing of his body. But Sasuke couldn't figure what that something was.

Loosening his tie, he laid down on his side, pale fingers skimming across the blue silk sheets. A small crumpling noise reaches his ears, however, when he turned to lay on his back. Sasuke froze in mid motion; his wide eyes had accidentally seen the dark stains staining his normally navy blue sheets and he wondered if it were himself who had done it.

The rectangle-shaped envelope was then drawn out from beneath the thin sheets by Sasuke's trembling fingers. Flipping the envelope to face upwards, he nearly dropped it. Never in his life would he have thought that his own written name would scare him so much.

The envelope had not been sealed. He hesitantly turned it over and the contents fell onto the bed. The first thing Sasuke recognized was a letter; the others were two five by eight picture-like cards that faced upside down. His palm reached for the letter and Sasuke whimpered when he began to read.

Sasuke,

I've been following you... watching your every move. I merely inform you that I am no threat to your existence for I value it.

Sasuke...

I want you. Allow the enchanting gods to bless my love upon you for that is what I feel for you. Love. Nothing less, but only rapidly growing more and more. Day by day as I watch you, I just know that we were meant to meet, that I was meant to bestow my love upon you and protect you from all possible harm.

Perhaps, that is not the correct way to express my conjuring thoughts about your perfect small figure wriggling and squirming beneath my larger one. I want you to know how much pleasure you'll feel as I drive my-

His left palm, the one that did not hold the letter, raised to clamp over his mouth. He could feel his stomach churning and the burning awful vile in his throat. Somewhere in his mind, he prayed to Kami to end this nightmare.

- thick, long cock in and out of you over and over again until you beg me for mercy. I want you to feel my passion and love for you through our deep connection.

There is one thing, though, that I want to warn you of. And, that would be your virginity. Should I ever find out that you have lost it, I will hunt down and prey on the mongrel who has taken that away from me.

Can you feel my eyes on you, Sasuke?

I'm watching you now, even as you read this letter. Look at the pictures that I've input in the envelope along with this letter.

That is how you make me feel.

Sasuke reached for them, huge obsidian eyes darting from left to right. When he flipped them over, the vulgarity of the contents made him drop them. He had difficulty keeping the little food he had ate during breakfast steady.

Picture one showed an image of a huge, naked manhood that stood erect, leaking with pre-cum. The second image projected the cock shooting out the pearl liquid.

They were so expressive under the navy, blue sheets that looked awfully familiar.

Sasuke's eyes widened when he put two and two together. It was then did he run to the bathroom to vomit all over the porcelain bowl.

That man had broken into his house, taken pictures of himself masturbating on his bed, and left them for Sasuke.