Six months later
"Hey man, I guess your gearing up for a big night." Suigetsu said checking himself out in the mirror next to me. I did a line of coke and pinched the bridge of my nose, sniffing hard as I looked at him.
"Well yeah, after the week I've had, I could really use an orgasm right now, hell I'd even get off for free." I joked messing with my hair in the mirror, pushing around my freshly pierced lip ring with my tongue.
"If you don't get that orgasm, 'suke, I'll bang you after work." Karin flirted, kissing me, slipping a pill of x into my mouth. I swallowed it with the shot of whiskey Juugo brought me.
"I'll hold you to that." I said smacking her ass as she and the other girls walked out to dance. In that moment Kabuto came in the room with our morning after pills. I popped mine, and then straightened my bow tie. Kabuto stopped at Suigetsu, giving him a serious glare.
"No can do Sui, you're benched."
"What? Why?"
"Guess who came down with the clap?" Kabuto said in a very sarcastic cherry tone.
"Are you fucking kidding me?" Suigetsu was livid.
"Afraid not, you're bar tending tonight, we'll get you a prescription in the morning. Next time, use a condom dumbass."
"Oh come on!" He punched the locker looked like he was about to rip his hair out.
I put my hand on his shoulder and whispered, "I'll give you half of what I make tonight, no biggie."
"Nah Sasuke, you got bills man, isn't Itachi having surgery soon?"
"I can only pay the bills in small increments so Itachi doesn't get suspicious. I have money in a savings account, half a nights cash won't kill me."
"Thanks man, I owe you one."
"No prob." I got some cologne from my locker and sprayed it as Kabuto gathered us up.
"Alright before you guys go out there tonight, we have a private party scheduled for Thursday. A VIP of VIPs."
"Who?" Haku asked.
"Minato's son. I guess it's his 21st birthday."
"Minato? Like the President of the Land of Fire Minato?"
"I think his son goes to our college." Suigetsu whispered to me. Yeah, I think he does.
"The very one. So I'm gonna ask the top earners this quarter first, Haku, Garra, Sasuke, can you work it?"
"Yeah."
"I'm in."
Itachi's surgery is Friday, I don't know if I can work the night before it. If he catches me coming down from a high one more time, he's going to kick my ass. "How much?" I asked.
"A grand just to work it. Five if he picks you for the night." Oh that's insane. Five grand would really help cover the copay of Itachi's surgery.
"Which he won't, that five grand is mine."
"Shut it Haku, I'm in."
"A little in house competition, I like it! We'll talk more later, have a good night boys." He left the locker room and I started to feel the x kick in.
"Show time." I said adjusting my bow tie one more time.
I walked up the stairs to the lounge, picking up my menus, and champagne, working the room.
"Hey baby, you gonna come see me tonight?" I said with a wink to one of my regulars. "New suit love? Looks good on you!" I said to another, spinning around as i sauntered around the room. My first customer shared a glass of champagne with me as I gave him a seductive lap dance with my sharingan up. He was a sweet old man, made his money with a start up business selling soy sauce. A soy sauce empire really. His wife died a few years ago, she had dark black hair much like mine. That's the reason he picked me for this dance. He just wants to have some fun before his time comes, but he's terrified his oldest son is going to back stab his brothers in his estate when he dies. I liked this man's story; It was thoughtful.
"Tell me something." He asked with a smile, looking up at me while I grinded against him.
"You should give the company to your second son, he's young, but loyal, he'll keep your legacy alive." I said, turning around and touching my toes, giving a wiggle as I came up.
"The sharingan told you all of that?" I nodded then kissed him sweetly on the neck, reaching for his package. He thinks I'm too good to be working here, seems to be a general consensus amongst my customers.
"You're sweet, but I enjoy my job. Write Bobby out of your will, your fears about him are real." I said putting a hand to his cheek as the song ended. I grabbed my champagne and downed it as I walked back to the bar to get more. Juugo came up to me.
"Let me guess, a blow job?"
"Giving, room three, your shark like regular, McStinks-A-Lot."
"Ugh, he tastes like week old tuna, can you keep mouthwash in you pocket for when I come out."
"Already got it." He said patting his breast pocket. My night was longer than intended; Couple of blowies, a few fucks, several upon several lap dances with a sharingan fortune. No orgasm for me however. Upsetting. Then there was my last customer of the night.
"Full service, with sharingan, room six."
"Room six? I don't do room six, that's not on my menu." I said to Juugo as I took a sip of champagne. I felt my coke wearing off, suddenly I was a little sleepy.
"Boss wanted me to ask if you would, the guy said he'd pay double. And he's a good tipper. Lord Aye." Lord Aye? President of the lightning? What's he doing here, asking for me?
"I don't do room six man."
"Triple? Orochimaru said he'd lower his cut to 50%"
"Seven fifty for one full service?"
"Plus tip."
"It's room six."
"Say your safe word and I will break down the door and come get you." I reached in Juugo's pocket and took a big whiff of the coke he had stashed.
"Alright, lets do this." We walked to the room and I opened the door.
"Hello, I'm-" Before I could even say my name, he had me on the ground, hand to my throat.
"Activate it." I did it and he eased up his grip on my throat, if only just a little. Juugo gave me a look.
"I'm okay." I said, trying to catch my breath.
"He's okay, we're just about to have some rough fun." Juugo hesitantly closed the door. He picked me up by my neck and threw me on the bed face first then grabbed some handcuffs from the 'treasure chest' and cuffed my hands behind my back. He then flipped me over so I was eye level with his package. Oh god. He shoved his cock all the way down my throat, grabbing my hair and pulling hard. I gagged.
He didn't care one single bit and kept face fucking me. Just go somewhere else Sasuke, it will be over soon. He slapped me across the face and kept pumping into my mouth furiously. I was becoming dizzy from the lack of oxygen.
"The conflict with the Stone, how do I end it?" He released my hair harshly, throwing me back to the bed roughly. I coughed and sputtered, struggling to regain my breath.
"Tell me." He smacked me again.
"It doesn't work like that, I'd have to see your war strategy, analyze it, look for patterns and weaknesses. It's not like I'm peering into a crystal ball." I said after spitting his precum in the spit bucket.
"You detected cancer while riding a cock and you can't tell me how to win a war?"
"I didn't need a sharingan to see that tumor on your advisor's balls if that's what you mean. Now are we gonna fuck or can I go home?"
"Oh we're gonna fuck, but not until I take some aggression out on you first." He picked up a flat whip made of leather.
"Ass up." I turned around and got on my knees, face in the mattress. He hit me hard.
"What do you see boy?" Another smack. I told him everything I could see about him, what relationships he should fix in his personal life (Like treating Bee better), why he always had so much anger (Daddy issues), how his romantic interest felt about him, (She hated his guts), which in reality it only made him more mad than he already was. He whipped me countless more times, I felt my ass become raw from the beating I was getting. For a second I thought he was gonna stop, but then he thrust into me without warning, no prep at all, thank god I had already been stretched earlier. He is big. Probably twelve inches long, 6 around. Fuckin monster like the rest of his body. He barely fit.
"Tell me what I want to hear."
"God your sexy." I moaned fakely. He wanted to be praised, worshipped. I had to say whatever would make him happy
"Make me cum daddy. Fuck me like the whore that I am." That did it for him. He pounded the living hell out of me. It felt like his whole dick was far enough inside me to reach my stomach. I've never been fucked like this before. It was brutal. I knew the grip he had on my hips was gonna leave bruises, he left scratches all over my back, and he chocked me hard. He got carried away, slapped me in the face causing my lip to split wide open.
"God you're a good fuck." He pounded me over and over and over again, I couldn't feel my legs, I cried out in pain as my ass tore, but he wasn't near being done. I couldn't even breath with his hand around my neck let alone say my safe word. I felt myself start to lose consciousness as he drop a huge load of cum in my ass. Immediately he released me and pulled out.
"Fuck that was good." He said getting dressed and leaving. Where the hell was Juugo? I tried to get up, but I couldn't walk. I couldn't move, if i wasn't for how drunk and high I was, I'd be in some serious pain right now. I think he may have broken my hip.
"Sasuke? Sasuke!" Juugo rushed in after what felt like an hour, trying to help me up. I screamed out in pain.
"Where were you?" I said through gritted teeth, putting a hand to my stomach. I feel like my intestines are about to just rip apart.
"I'm so sorry, there was a fight downstairs, they called me for back up so I gave your cam to Kankuro, you didn't say your safe word Sasuke, you didn't say it." He said genuinely concerned, realizing I couldn't walk he picked me up and took me to the locker room.
"I couldn't, he was choking me." I said weakly, the whole room was spinning; I was hurt badly.
"I'm gonna kill Kankuro." he said as softly laying me on a bed in the sober up room.
"No, don't, please, I just want to go home." I felt my lip, it was already swollen, bleeding profusely.
"Sasuke, you can't, Itachi doesn't work nights anymore, stay here, let Kabuto heal your injuries."
"I want to go home, to my own bed." Karin came in, understanding what was happening.
"I'll get him patched up in the car, go get his check and Sui, give him a couple of licks too, we'll tell Itachi they got into a bar fight."
"And the fact that he's bleeding out of his ass and can't walk?" Juugo yelled.
"Itachi doesn't need to know, I'll get him changed, go Juugo, hurry!" Karin put gauze on my lip and wiped the cuts down on my back with peroxide. She dressed me in the clothes from my locker and helped me get into them. Juugo came back with a black eyed Suigetsu and carried me to his car. Karin put my head in her lap and it was a very painful ride to my apartment. Juugo carried me up the stairs and to my bed. I vaguely heard Itachi wake up and ask what was going on, but I blacked out after that.
In the morning I woke up, Karin's arms wrapped around me, Juugo and Suigetsu sleeping on the floor.
"Oh my god."
"Sasuke you're up. Try not to move, here, let me get you some water." Karin said, I just gripped her, not wanting to lose her warmth.
"Just stay, please." She nodded as Juugo and Sui woke up.
"How you feeling man?"
"Like shit."
"Probably won't be able to take a shit for like a week. Three weeks ago, dude went in me, no prep, no lube, split me right up the ass, I still can't sit right." Great piece of information Suigetsu.
"Orochimaru called this morning, he fired Kankuro. Just say the word Sas, and I will go kill him right now. I swear." Juugo was dead serious.
"No, no, I just want to forget last night and move on, really. You got any blow?"
I asked running my hand through my hair trying to fight off a major headache. As much as I wanted to forget, I had my sharingan up, it was burned into my psyche. I'll never be able to forget last night.
"I have some oxy, it could help." Karin said reaching for her purse. She gave me a fistful of oxy and I swallowed every last one. I needed to be high as a kite right now.
"Lets get something on that stomach before they really kick in." Juugo helped me up and we slowly made our way to the kitchen. Walking was extremely painful. Itachi was making eggs, a scowl on his face. Juugo helped me to the couch and Itachi angrily dismissed my friends, they were too scared to object and scampered out the door, saying they'd call me later to check on me. Itachi cooked in silence for a long time, before coming over to me with a plate full of eggs, bacon, grits, and tomatoes. We're doing a bit better financially, but even still, this is excessive.
"Whatever you're doing, you need to stop, immediately."
"It was a bar fight."
"It was a bar fight two weeks ago when you came home with a black eye, you said you tripped on some glass a month ago when you needed stitches in both of your knees, either your work environment isn't safe or you've been lying your ass off to me for months. So which is it Sasuke?" I took a tomato off the plate and chewed it slowly. Juugo nearly killed the guy that gave me the black eye, and the stitches were because we had a blow bang for a company that just signed a big contract, I spent the entire night on my knees in a tiled office building.
"It won't happen again." He flipped the coffee table and everything on it, shattering it completely. He was mad, enraged even.
"I've tried to ignore it Sasuke, I told myself you're just being young and I should let you live your life but this? Coming home at four in the morning, injured beyond walking, waking up and getting high? The lip ring? Dressing provocatively? Not to mention the fact that you got three C's last semester? What on earth is happening to you?!" He screamed. I really did not want to deal with that right now. I turned over in the couch and tried to ignore him. That wasn't happening. He flipped the couch with me on it and I landed roughly on the floor. Itachi might love me, but he is not above beating the crap out of me. I tried to look up to find him, but everything turned really blurry.
"Sasuke? Sasuke can you see me?" I turned in his direction, but I really couldn't see anything except for a mirage of colors.
"Itachi? Itachi, what's happening? My sight..." He helped me up and held on to my chin.
"Sasuke can you see my face?" I saw the colors of his hair, his clothes maybe, but I couldn't make out his face at all.
"No, Itachi I can't see anything, but colors and blur."
"You're having your first symptoms of the illness. This is called a flicker Sasuke, it comes and it goes, usually a few hours after you strain your eyes. It will go away in a couple of minutes, but as the illness progresses the flicker will last longer and when your vision returns it will come back hazier and blurrier each time." He set me on the bar stool and got me some ice to put on my eyes.
"How many of these have you had?"
"Hundreds, I got my first one when I was eleven." He said, embracing me and putting my head to his chest, stroking my back.
"All this for using my sharingan?"
"To tend bars?"
"To help support us."
"Let me worry about that okay?" I nodded and my vision returned although it wasn't as clean and crisp as I was used to. "You okay?"
"Yeah."
"Alright lets get you to bed, you need your rest, and stop using your eyes." All I could do was give a sigh in defeat.
So reading the Raikage put too much stress on my system, I mean that was scary. God what am I doing? Using my eyes to do what? Please rich people? When Itachi was thirteen he saved me and stopped Madara and Obito with his eyes! Maybe Itachi is right, I should stop doing what I'm doing, but if I do and my illness gets worse... i won't be able to afford my own care...Oh this is so bad.