Aurthors note: Ello everyone! I'm feeling a bit better now, migrains and a stuffy nose as well as a cough is all that's left! Wow that's pretty much the whole cold XD Oh well! If you've stuck with me this far then thank you, if you plan on sticking with me throughout the rest of the story then thank you thank you! My stories are as bit weird as most of you who have read some of my other work probably know. I start a story and make a story line as I write, I don't have one before hand. HOWEVER, This works well for me, it leaves me room to compromise things. I do have a plan for this one, some of you might have thought about it from a few paragraphs in the last chapter, but I have big plans for this story(;

LIFE LESSON: I'm only 15 and I'm gonna be taking my drivers test soon, again... The first time was really runny actually... See, I didn't know you weren't suppose to tell the driving instructor what you actually did at a red light besides stop, so when he asked me I responded 'stop, then I usually check my email, facebook, and reply to texts.' yeah needless to say, I failed. So I'm re-taking it XD Moral of this story, LEARN FROM YOUR MISTAKES!

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Quote: When we have wronged someone, an apology is the critical first step.

Chapter four: Gotta get you off my mind.

Guilt.

He had never felt this much guilt before. It was stupid to start a brain riot over something so small, but that was the problem. Sure Sasuke might have been use to being slapped in the face by angry people, sure he might be use to being yelled at, sure he might have already forgotten about the whole insident, but he hadn't. He hadn't been able to forget about it.

It had been two days since then and the memorie of how his hand had met the soft alabaster skin of the ravens cheek was haunting his mind. The sound that harsh contact made was such so loud, like thunder clapping through the midnight sky in the pouring rain. For that breif instant he had thought about how he had never felt skin as soft and flawless as Sasuke's... That freaked him out a little.

Who cares how soft a strangers skin is? He wasn't some kind of creep who went around slapping people just to feel how soft their skin was, that was crazy. The way the Uchiha's midnight eyes had widened in shock, the way his skin turned bright red, like a bright blush covering his cheek... He wished he could take it back.

Naruto sighed and glanced down at his cellphone, it was already 4:15pm... Maybe he could just go to the studio and see if Sasuke was there? He could apologize to him and then all this would be over. No more Sasuke Uchiha, no more slapping, no more thinking about it. Plain and simple.

With that decided he stood from his bed as quietly as possible and made his way downstairs. He was around the house somewhere so he had to be extra quiet, he didn't want to run into him right now. He wanted to go do what he needed to do and then he could deal with him when he got home. He knew he wasn't suppose to leave without telling him so he couldn't get caught or he would have to face the consaquinces.

Though that damn squeaking floorboard had other plans. That one stupid piece of wood got him in more trouble than any piece of wood should be capable of. He flinched when a cold hand landed on his shoulder, his whole body visibly shrinking away from the man.

"Naruto, were you going somewhere?" The dark voice asked calmly, tightning his hand on the small boys shoulder.

"No sir," Naruto quickly shook his head. "I was just going to get some water."

He had gotten use to lying to his guardian over the years he'd been with him. It was wrong he knew, but it was either lie or tell the truth and in these cases, the truth got you in more trouble than the lie. It was just the way things between them were. He was a posessive freak, Naruto was scared of him. No one could understand his fear as well as him, he would never let anyone.

"Naruto, didn't I tell you before? You look at me when your talking to me." The man bit out, turning the boy to face him.

Naruto kept his head down, looking at the floor was better than looking at his face. He shivered when that hand slid from his shoulder to his face, guiding his face to look up at him. He struggled to keep the fear from showing in his eyes, but by the smirk on the older mans face he knew he failed.

"Why don't you take a seat? I'll get you a glass of water."

Naruto hesitantly backed away from him, not taking his eyes off of him for even a second. He knew what he was doing, this was one of his sick games. If he played his cards right he would make it out of here quickly, but if he failed... If he failed he wouldn't be able to go anywhere for a few hours at least, he wouldn't be able to move.

These games, he had learned them. He had learned the rules and the consequences to them. Sometimes he was introduced to a new game, one he wasn't yet familiar with and he would lose, he would lose that game and losing these games was a matter of life or death. These games were sick and twisted, they fucked with his head and made him remember things he didn't want to remember.

Yes, these games were fun for his master to play.

He returned a moment later with a glass of water in his hand, offering it to Naruto. Naruto took it slowly, still not taking his eyes from the older male. Drink it but don't drink it. So it was this game. He knew this one well, he could make it out of here in the next few minutes, this game was easy. 'He must not be in too bad of a mood.' Naruto thought to himself.

He took a hesitant sip from the glass of cool water. He didn't swallow it though, he spit it back into the glass unnoticeable and sat the glass down on the table in front of him. "Thank you."

"No problem Naruto, now, what were you really doing?" The man stood tall, towering over his slumped form, his moonlight arms crossed over his chest.

"I-I was going to ask you if I could go out for a little while..." Naruto looked up at him, not meeting his eyes.

A quiet laugh crackled around the quiet room like electricity for a few seconds before a hand grabbed his wrist tightly and snatched him from the couch. His other hand came up to gently stroke Naruto's tan cheek, his face a few inches from Naruto's as he licked his lips. "And what will you do for me if I say yes?"

Naruto bit his lip, his breath coming out slow and uneven as he looked down at the older man's lips. He didn't want to do anything for him, he wanted to scream 'nothing you sick fuck!' and run out of the door, get as far away from this place as possible but he knew he couldn't do that. He needed to apologize to Sasuke so he could stop thinking about him, he would make this sacrifice for himself. Just this once, he would comply.

He knew what he needed to do, he knew what he had been taught. If he didn't do this right then he wouldn't get to leave and he wouldn't have time to prepare himself for what was to come, he had to do this right so he could move the next day. He closed his eyes tightly and removed his hand from the older man's grasp, grabbing the material of his navy blue shirt in his fists and pressing his body as close to him as he could, he moved so his face was right in front of his, his lips only a hair away.

Naruto could feel their breaths mixing together and it made him sick, he felt nausious. 'Do this for yourself Naruto.' he thought to himself. Sacrafices were to be made if he wanted to get out of this house for a little while. So he brushed his cheek against his pale one whispering his ear; "Whatever you want Muku-sama.",

Aurthors note: Cliff hanger? For those of you who don't know or don't remember Muku, he is from 'Naruto Shippuden Movie 4: The lost tower' Look him up on google, he's hot(; He looks really young, and he is, but in the fic he's gonna be 20.

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