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Chapter 3: That's Crossing the Line!
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(Third Person View)
Another night at the sports bar and Naruto, Sasuke and Gaara sit miserably over their drinks and dinner. They've all had a few as they express their anger about their mothers.
Naruto groans, "I feel like a fucking idiot. My mom was never planning on promoting me."
"That coked-up bitch is gonna ruin the family business. She's just gonna fire everybody," Gaara says, holding his bottle of beer.
Sasuke was already drinking and he places his glass down to speak, "She stood there with her breasts… right in my face."
Naruto and Gaara turn to look at Sasuke, "Yeah, you know, yours doesn't even sound that bad," Gaara admits. Naruto nods as he felt the same way.
"I'll stop bringing it up," Sasuke deadpans and sighs. They continue to eat their dinner, all American cuisine. Then Sasuke points out, "I don't understand why you guys don't just quit. My mom actually convinced the board to hire me. Are you guys registered sex offenders?"
"I can't because my mom will deliberately lie on her letter of recommendation if I quit and apply for another job," Naruto explains.
"It's family business. I'll stick by it until I die and I mean that. And to answer your second question, no," Gaara says, "Listen, my mom doesn't even care about protecting this company at all, she should just step down. But she won't because of the fucking money."
"I mean come on. Going to school, changing fields, starting from the very bottom. Who the hell wants to do that all over again?" Naruto continues.
Behind them, a male with long hair, notices the three and he makes his way towards their location, a drink in his hand, "Is this really happening? Look at this!"
Sasuke is first to see him and is happy with such a presence, "Oh!"
"The Three Musketeers. Naruto, Sasuke and Gaara, all three hanging like it's still high school!"
"Neji fucking Hyuga!" Naruto yells in happiness as the long-haired man gives all of them high-fives.
"In the flesh, baby!" Neji says.
"So how are you doing, man?" Gaara asks.
Sasuke jumps in, "Yeah, I heard that you moved to New York and you were working at Lehman Brothers, right?"
"Yeah, they uh… hired me right out of University."
"So what the hell are you doing back here?" Naruto inquires.
"Don't you read the papers? They shut us down."
"Right. Sorry about that," Sasuke says as he and the other two remembered the Lehman Brothers crisis and consoled him.
"I've been looking for work for the last two years. Thankfully I got a job waiting tables here." The trio were all shocked.
"You? Waiting tables? I don't buy that. Neji Hyuga, you were voted 'Most Likely to Succeed', weren't you?" Gaara reminisced, "I mean everyone in class thought you were set."
"Everybody including me," Neji laughs and then speaks intensely, "Ah, I'll tell you what, though. I would MURDER those fucking Lehman Brothers if I had the chance."
Naruto nods, "Yeah, I don't blame you."
"I bet." Sasuke rubbed his forehead.
"Line them up, and I'd put one bullet through the three of their heads," Neji daydreamed for a moment.
Gaara chuckled, "That would do it, then?"
Sasuke does the same, "Take it easy, Neji."
"No you guys don't understand; I was making the fucking high six figures, and I'm getting paid 1000x less here," Neji explains some more, "And I'm off shift and I can't even pay for this fucking drink."
"You can't?" Naruto asks. Neji shakes his head, "Well, we'll cover for it, right? Sasuke's got it."
"Seriously?" Neji's behaviour lightened up.
Sasuke checked his pockets, "Uh, I actually can't cover it. Gaara, will you spot him?"
"Sure, I'll do it."
Neji points at Naruto and Gaara, "You two, uh, got some extra? Maybe throw my way?"
"Beyond the drink?" Naruto figured.
"Some extra scratch, if you got it."
"Gaara, could you cover for me?" Sasuke asks. Gaara nods 'sure'. The brunette looks at Neji and promises, "I'll help you out next time I see you."
"Thank you."
Naruto and Gaara take out their wallets since they felt really bad for Neji; the most successful in their class and now he's down to a level below them.
"Sorry, Neji," Naruto said, searching for change, "I had no idea it was that bad, buddy. All I got's $15."
"Do you have change for a $10?" Gaara asks Neji.
"No, I don't," Neji says sadly. The blonde and the maroon head place their spare change on the end of Neji's side of the roundtable, "You know what? That's probably not gonna cut it, so I'll tell you what; How about I give you guys some handjobs?"
"Huh?" Gaara asks awkwardly as he chuckles uncomfortably. Naruto and Sasuke look at each other and mouth 'what?'
"Forty bucks, apiece. We can do it in the bathroom right here."
After three seconds of awkward silence, Naruto shakes his head and apologises quietly, "Yeah, no thanks."
"That's a joke? You're joking, right?" Sasuke pleads.
"Alright, fuck it. You guys are driving a hard bargain," Neji begins to negotiate, "Now since I know you three, I'll let you stare into my eyes and I'll do the three of you for a hundred."
He's really pushing for this. Gaara looked shocked, "Neji… are you gay now?"
Neji laughs hysterically, "No I'm not gay!"
They look at him sceptically.
"Hah," Sasuke felt nervous, "So you just do gay stuff?"
"Guys!" Neji snaps, "I'm the opposite of gay…"
The guys look at each other with eyebrows raised as Naruto mouths "opposite."
"…Now, come on. What do you say? Handies for the Three Musketeers!" He eyes all three of them. They didn't want to, obviously, "Come on. You know what? I'll hit the three of you at the same time."
They remain quiet, refusing to say a single word.
"Sasuke, I'm gonna deal with you right here behind my knee. Nobody's doing that but me, and you're gonna love it…" The youngest Uchiha really felt uneasy.
"...And you two," Neji points at Naruto and Gaara, "I'm gonna rock you. Nordic style…" His hands are in a fist form and he is pumping them up and down to explain. Gaara and Naruto look at him and at each other. They were just in pure disbelief, "…and do you know what they're saying? They're saying my hands are rated FOUR STARS!"
The trio's mouths were gaped wide open. The three words 'what the fuck' were the only things circling around their brains.
"Yeah," Neji does the action as he describes what he would do, "Four stars wrapped around your sticks, pop the thumb, nick the top. Nick the top, nick the top, nick the top, then pecker spit."
"Have you been drinking all day, Neji?" Naruto asks. He was begging for him to stop in reality.
"Listen, I know what I'm down there," then he whispers, "Nobody will ever know."
"HEY!" The bartender shouts at Neji, "Come on, man. I told you no more handies in here. You want to keep your job or not?"
"You guys change your minds, I'm staying at my mom's house," Neji picks up the extra scratch and leaves, "See you!"
"Yeah…" Sasuke looks down at his drink, "See you…"
Once he was gone, Naruto shakes his head, "Oh, Neji."
Gaara nods, "Can't believe it."
"You know that dude tried to bang my mom on first meeting?" Sasuke points out.
"Oooh," Naruto winced, "He might be looking for Itachi now, you know?"
They look at each other silently, processing what had just happened.
"So… yeah," Sasuke takes a long gulp of his beer, "Forget what I said about quitting your jobs."
Gaara groans as he slouches on his chair, "So I guess we'll all just be miserable for the rest of our lives? That's the deal?"
"That's the way it's looking so far," Naruto responds as if all hope was lost.
"Hey," Sasuke attempts to lighten the mood, "Why are you saying that?"
"We don't have many options, do we? Think about it, we can quit our jobs and possibly turn into Neji… or, we keep our jobs and just become spineless losers that spend their entire day dreaming of ways to kill their bosses who just happen to be their moms."
Naruto laughs, "Well that's one thing we all have in common; we work for our moms who just happen to be pure evil."
"Wait, Gaara," Sasuke spoke, "You think about that?"
"Of course."
"That sounds a little sick."
"It's not sick. It's just a way to blow off steam," Gaara explains properly, "It's not like we're gonna actually kill our bosses."
"Exactly," Naruto agrees, taking a sip on his drink, "They're our moms, for crying out loud."
"Okay, good." Sasuke relaxed.
Gaara suddenly laughs, "Ha, ha. Though you would have to admit that our lives would be a LOT easier if our moms weren't alive."
"Nah," Sasuke and Naruto say in unison.
"I mean, hypothetically speaking, if we could do it and none of us gets caught, would you guys?
"Nope," Sasuke says immediately.
"I would."
"No, you wouldn't," Naruto calls his bluff.
"I would."
"You would?" Sasuke is surprised with Gaara's truthfulness.
"Yeah, it's not murder if it's justified," Gaara makes an excuse, "Justifiable homicide, that's a thing right?
Naruto smiles sarcastically, "I can't wait to hear this."
"Yes, but it's still homicide," Sasuke counter-argues, "Killing people is bad, especially if the victim is your mom."
"Just hear me out," Gaara holds up his hands, "If one evil person has to die for the greater good, then so be it. You know, my mom has become an absolute monster because of her cocaine addiction. She's a fucking bitch, AND if she has her way, she will end up killing thousands of innocent Bolivians…"
"Sheesh?" Sasuke said. He was starting to get drunk already.
"…Technically, I think it's immoral for me not to kill her."
Naruto contemplates, "So what? Should I kill my mother for not letting me say goodbye to Kurama?"
"Yes," Gaara says, "Yes, you should?"
The blonde shakes his head and rolls his eyes, "That's a stupid reason."
"But I don't care how bad our moms are," Sasuke counters, "Okay? We're not murderers."
"Yeah", Gaara sits up straight and leans towards Sasuke, "Miss Uchiha, your mother, is ruining your life, you know that?"
Naruto nods in strong agreement with Gaara, "That's wrong–"
"Yes, that IS wrong."
"–It's affecting your possible marriage."
Sasuke snorts with ignorance, "Come on, she's not ruining it."
"Would your life be easier without her interfering with it?" Naruto gives him THE answer.
"Okay, you're right. Uh, you know what I'm gonna do?" Sasuke didn't look happy as he began to ramble as the two smiled in joy, "I'm gonna go to my mom's house, choke her in her sleep, maybe I'll slash her up… and I'll put her in a box and I'll mail her to you two, uh… 'tough-guy mafiosos'."
The pair were satisfied with the response, but Sasuke wasn't done.
"I'm done with this fucking bullshit conversation," he stood up and pushed in his chair. He stares and points at Gaara who was enjoying every single moment of this, "And you're paying for dinner because you've upset with that question."
He stumbles in his walk but continues to head towards the exit. Naruto and Gaara watch him go. But before he was out of their sight, they heard him one last time.
"You're paying… and I'm finding a cab somehow."
Gaara chuckles before taking a drink, "I was just speaking hypothetically, you know?"
And Naruto replied, smiling, "Me too. I'd never kill my mom."
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(Sasuke's P.O.V)
'Kill our mom's'. What the fuck? Why would I do that? Sure I hated her whenever she crosses the line, but she was still my mom. I didn't hate her to the point I wanted her dead. I shook my head, not wanting to think about it. I was pretty sure we were all drunk so whatever we said, we had no idea WHAT we were saying.
So anyway, I was looking at x-rays of the teeth of my former and current patients, searching for some anomalies and similarities. That was until a pair of female hands suddenly covers my eyes.
"Guess who?" She asks.
I sigh sadly, and I wearily reply, thinking its mom, "You know, I'm really not in the mood for this right now…"
To my surprise, it was Sakura, "Not in the mood for what?" She asked sweetly.
"Hi!" I greeted with a high-pitched voice.
"Hi, babe!
"Oh, what are you doing here?"
"I invited her," another woman's voice said. It was mom leaning by her office door, wearing a nice grey business suit.
"Yes," Sakura waved at mom then back at me, "She called, and said that now that we're engaged, she wanted to offer me free dental work. And you know I have that loose filling."
"Uh huh," I listen tentatively as I took a quick glance at my mother biting her bottom lip as she came closer to us.
"This really was so, so sweet of you, Miss Uchiha."
"Oh, please. Come on, Sakura, it's my pleasure," mom embraces her gently, "You're part of the family now. And you can call me Mikoto, from now on."
The two of them giggle and they both look at me. I chuckle as I try to figure out an excuse, "But, um, I don't know if it's such a good idea, sweetie."
"Oh, why not?" Sakura's expression of happiness turned sad.
"Because… um… we are, uh, mixing pleasure… with business. Business and pleasure. We're taking advantage of my mom!"
Sakura gasps and looks at her. Mom snorts playfully, "Sasuke. There's nothing that you could do ever that would be taking advantage of me. Okay? And by the way, I need extra hands for this if you don't mind."
I couldn't say no, and I never faked a smile this much in my entire life.
"All right, you. Let's go say we pump you full of gas, huh?" Mom offered her.
She feels all giddy again, "Okay!"
"Okay," I reply quietly. As they turn around, mom winks and blows a kiss in my direction. I internally cry as I whisper, "Fuck me."
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Sakura was lying on the chair with a nitrous mask over her nose. Mom and I were standing beside her. She counted from ten to one as she began to lose consciousness, "Ten… nine…"
Sakura looks at me and lifts her hand to touch my face. I bring her hand down and sweetly speak, "I don't know what you're doing with your hand."
"…Eight…"
"Put your hand in a safe place because there's a lot of sharp tools here."
"…Seven…" And she's out.
I then say, "Okay, there she goes…"
And almost immediately, mom pounces onto me, feverishly trying to unbuckle my belt, "Come here and give it to me!"
"Hey! Stop it, what are you…?"
She was now sideways on top of Sakura's unconscious body, she grunted, "You're gonna give me that dong, Sasuke."
I stare at her, "My dong?"
She licks her lips instead, "You're gonna fuck your mommy's slutty mouth."
"Okay, do you hear the words you say sometimes? I mean, who the fuck talks like that?"
Sakura groans softly, as mom observes her, "Let's have sex on top of her."
"What!?"
"Let's use her like a bed!" Mom begins to clamber up onto Sakura's supine body.
"Get down, get down. Hey, hey! Get off of her," I forcefully pull and push her away from my fiancé, "Goddamn you! That's it, okay? You know what? THAT'S crossing the line! So I'm done, mom."
She puts on her bitch face and puts her hands on her hips.
"Fuck this! I'm out, I don't need this in my life. So goodbye, I'm relocating. I'm done," as I reach down to turn off the gas…
"I'm gonna tell her you fucked me."
"What?"
"If you don't fuck me, I'm gonna tell her that you fucked me."
I snort and smirk, "Okay, tell her whatever the hell you want. She's not gonna believe you."
"Ouch," mom winces seductively, "I beg to differ."
"What do you mean?"
Mom walks over to her cabinets and opens a nearby drawer and takes out her iPad, "She already knows that you're a sex offender. And I think once she gets a look
at these… she's gonna believe me."
I nervously point at the tablet, "What's with the iPad?"
"Son, do you remember your first week here when I replaced the crown on your second bicuspid?"
Oh, I remember. It was late at night and mom was the only dentist around, "Yeah?"
She licks her lips again, "Well, I just, uh, decided to take a few pictures of the procedure."
Mom shows me the first out of four pictures: The first photo showed me lying down on mom's dentist chair, my eyes were open and his my behind my head with mom at my crotch, as if she was sucking me off.
"Oh my God," my heart skipped two beats in horror.
"Right?" She sounds like she was gossiping to a group of girls. She swipes left to the second. It shows her, now nude, straddling me, and I was also naked from the waist down on the chair. She held one arm in the air like a rodeo cowgirl.
"Oh no, what?" My hands were gripping my hair, just ready to pull some off.
"Oh. Ooh," she made moaning sounds. Swiping again, the third showed her on the floor, her legs splayed while I was lying limply on top of her.
"You... you did all this while I was unconscious?"
"Mm-hm. Yep," she replies as she moves to the fourth and final picture, "Ooh… this one's my FAVOURITE."
Mom was on all fours. Sasuke is limply draped over her back like I was doing her doggy-style.
"Before I say anything else," my hold up my hand as a pause, "How did you make it look like I was awake?"
"Taped your eyes open," she shrugs in the most surprisingly sexy way.
"Rape," I state bluntly.
"What?"
"Rape, that's a rape. This is rape! You raped me!" As I say the same 'r' word, my voice and pitch gradually get louder, "This is what raping is. You're a raper and you've raped me. Your own fucking son! That's a rape! RAPE!"
"Just relax there, Jodie Foster," she mocks me, "Don't get all dramatic. Your dick wasn't even hard!"
I swallow my words and they don't come out properly, but I managed to let out as I clutched my chest, "That… that does not give any relief!"
"But it will be next time, and if it is not… this little sweetheart right here is gonna get a peek at my little photo album and have her heart broken," She places the iPad down and suddenly becomes all professional, "Now, let's repair your fiancé's filling, shall we?"
I gape at her sudden change in attitude, completely dumbstruck as fuck.
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I sincerely apologise if this is shorter than the other two. I will try and make it up to all of you and make chapter 4 longer. :)
Also, I am not homophobic of any sort. Just saying.
Anyways, I hope you enjoyed and keep those reviews coming. Remember, positivity keeps people going!
