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AN: So here's another chapter, hope you guys like it! It's quite different from the original as this chapter is where you start to see where it really differs, but I think it came out better.
Thanks to KanameAngel, Housenka, ToXicStArCaNdy, TigerDemonOwnz, Juura99, FanofBellaandEdward, DEMONIC BLACKMAGIC, rentamiya, Waaaaaiiiiiiit, XxKageTenshixX, Atari 9, Blackandwhiteangel13, and Melikalilly for your reviews. And to answer Waaaaaiiiiiiit's question, not sure how to work it in but if I have any extensive scenes with Neji he will definitely be paired with Gaara. A special thank you goes to Blackandwhiteangel13 for her PM, she got me off my butt and motivated me to post this earlier than planned.
Unfortunately Vitty Rose wasn't able to read over this for me due to computer problems, so I'm posting this without it being proofread by anyone other than myself.
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Chapter 4
Tape recorder in hand, Orochimaru was in the middle of practicing a speech for one of his upcoming mayoral ads. He was going through his notes to make sure he didn't miss anything important when a knock came at the door. "Enter," he called, skimming through half a dozen pages of notes as the door opened.
Glancing up when the door closed, Orochimaru set his notes aside as he saw who had come in. He gave a smirk, eying the trim figure of Kabuto. The younger man was dressed in tight black pants and a chest-hugging forest green polo top. Golden eyes traced Kabuto's body lustfully; the younger man strolled close as he gave a responding smirk of his own. Orochimaru moved out from behind his desk to meet Kabuto.
Stopping in front of his lover, Kabuto reached a hand out and toyed with the collar of Orochimaru's dress shirt. His dark eyes lifted to meet gold, a brow raised in question. "So has he moved out yet?" Kabuto knew all about Naruto leaving, and he was more than happy to find out his lover was finally getting rid of Naruto. He'd been with the man for nearly ten years, and had been extremely upset when Orochimaru had married Naruto. Finding out the man he loved had married, Kabuto had been furious at first. It wasn't until the older man explained his actions that he calmed a bit; apparently Naruto had a family trust he knew nothing about, and if something were to happen to him then as Orochimaru was his husband the money would go to him.
Orochimaru had found out about the trust by accident just after meeting Naruto. He'd been at the office of an old acquaintance who still worked at the law firm he was once employed at. The friend was one of the firm's notaries who handled wills and trusts, and Orochimaru had noticed some paperwork scattered across his desk with Minato Namikaze's name at the top with a Kushina Uzumaki listed as his spouse; Orochimaru's curiosity was piqued as he remembered Naruto saying his last name was Uzumaki. After asking about the paperwork the lawyer had all but bragged about the will that Namikaze had written up. For some reason the will had been drawn up in secret, and he'd only come across it recently as the original executor that Namikaze used had died a few months prior, and he'd taken over half of his clients. Doing a bit of digging, sure enough he'd found that Naruto Uzumaki is indeed the heir for the Namikaze fortune. When Naruto turns twenty-five he inherits millions, enough to make Orochimaru's mouth water at the amount. And if something were to happen to Naruto, then his spouse will inherit as he has no living relatives to contest the will.
It had taken some scheming, but Orochimaru had made sure Naruto was oblivious to his future inheritance. He'd charmed and seduced the young blonde into marriage, thinking it wouldn't be so hard to stay until Naruto turned of age and he could get his hands on the money. But Naruto was just too… pure for his tastes. The blonde was too happy and cheerful, always quick to help someone in need and think nothing of himself. Orochimaru was bored quickly, and not even two months into the marriage had cheated with Kabuto. He had quite a bit of his own money saved up over the years, nothing compared to what Naruto was worth, but he couldn't take the risk of his husband finding out about Kabuto and trying to take any of it in a divorce. So he'd come up with a plan guaranteed to get rid of Naruto while keeping his image and Naruto's money.
Sighing, Orochimaru leaned back to sit on the edge of his desk as he frowned slightly. "He's moving out this weekend. He turns twenty-five next month, I can't have him file for divorce and find out about his father's will. I've spent too much time to just let him walk off and get nothing in return."
"So what do you have in mind?"
Pulling Kabuto close so their bodies were flush against each other, Orochimaru began tugging the green shirt over Kabuto's head as he said in a low tone, "I have a plan that will get rid of him while keeping us in the clear and insuring I inherit the Namikaze fortune." Kabuto gave a sly grin and brought the older man's lips to his own, happy that in the next few days Naruto would be gone forever.
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Half an hour later, Kabuto was pulling his shirt back over his head when a knock sounded at the door again. Standing up next to his assistant, Orochimaru, now fully dressed again, bade whoever it was to come in. Smoothing his shirt down in place, Kabuto hid a satisfied smirk at their previous actions.
As Sasuke was let into the office by a guard, Orochimaru turned to him. "Mr. Uchiha. Take a seat, we have a few things to discuss. Mr. Yakushi, we'll continue this later." Kabuto nodded, his eyes meeting Orochimaru's briefly as he all but sauntered out of the room, shutting the door behind him.
"Now then, Sasuke," Orochimaru strode around his desk, "we need to get a few things straight." Sasuke glared at the man's use of his first name.
Orochimaru eyed him. "Here's the problem. The inmates you attacked have brought assault charges against you. They are going to testify that you attacked them with no provocation."
Sasuke sat up straighter in his chair, trying to keep his emotions hidden behind a stoic mask. "Like I told you before," he grated out, "it was self-defense. I was simply protecting myself."
Orochimaru sneered at him. "Yes I'm sure you were, just like you're an innocent man," he flipped through the pages of Sasuke's personal file. "Murdering your best friend, his blood found all over your car and clothes," he added, 'tsk'ing the Uchiha. "Only eight months in so far and already causing trouble? You could have maybe gotten parole in fifteen years, but now, with these assault charges added, you'll never step foot outside this prison again."
Sasuke didn't say a word, anger and despair flooding him at what Orochimaru said. A sinister smile appeared on the warden's face. Sasuke didn't like the look of that one bit.
Sitting alone in his cell a few hours later, Sasuke read the small scrap of paper in his hand over and over. Balling it up, he dropped his head in his hands and thought over his predicament hard before coming to a decision, anger running through him at what he was being forced to do.
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Naruto unlocked the front door to the farmhouse, his arms full of groceries. Hurriedly setting them down on the counter, he began putting the food away and threw out the bags. It was only a little past noon and he was feeling restless, so he figured he might go on another run to burn off some energy.
Heading upstairs to change out of his slacks and button-up top into a t-shirt and shorts, Naruto walked into his bedroom and came to an immediate stop in shock as Sasuke stepped into full view from behind the door.
"W-what are you doing in here?" he stammered in panic as the bigger man stalked closer. Naruto noticed the small gun in his hand, now pointing directly at him. He gulped in fear, backing up until he hit the wall.
Sasuke loomed threateningly over the blonde, the weapon in his hand waving in Naruto's face as he cowered along the wall, blue eyes trained on the gun.
"Just stay quiet and we won't have a problem. Agreed?"
Naruto nodded absently, not meeting Sasuke's gaze. He isn't stupid; he knows better than to tangle with a prison inmate carrying a deadly weapon.
Sasuke glanced around, his nerves almost as shaky as Naruto's by that point. His ears strained to catch any odd sound, paranoid that Kiba and the other guards were going to burst in the front door at any second. He needed to get this done fast and get the hell out of there.
"I need some clothes, and any cash you have in the house," Sasuke moved to the closet, making sure to keep Naruto in his line of sight. Grabbing out a pair of khaki trousers, Sasuke scrunched up his nose as he read the size. No good; he was at least a size larger than the slender blonde.
Grabbing Naruto's elbow roughly, Sasuke all but dragged him down the hall. He figured the warden's clothes might be a closer fit to his own. "Where's Orochimaru's room?" He'd overheard Naruto and Sakura talking that day when he'd fixed the sink that Orochimaru and Naruto were in separate bedrooms. When only silence answered him, he tightened his grip on the tanned arm and asked again, "Orochimaru's room?"
Naruto winced at the painful hold, "It's the last door on the right." Sasuke pulled him along until reaching said room, letting Naruto go once he got to the chest of drawers. Again keeping Naruto in his sight, Sasuke opened a drawer and pulled out a pair of black slacks. They were actually a size too big, but he yanked them out completely and tossed them onto the bed. Better too big than too small; they'd do.
Rifling through another drawer, Sasuke found a dark purple sweater and added it to the pants. He then unzipped the orange prison jumpsuit and kicked it away on the floor, his shoes following. Naruto, who'd been watching him the entire time, turned red and looked away as Sasuke stood in only his white undershirt, briefs and a pair of socks.
Maintaining his hold on the gun while getting the pants on, Sasuke buttoned and zipped up the slacks then decided to grab one of the belts hanging on the open door of the large closet across from Naruto. He quickly slid it through the loops, his eyes staying on Naruto the whole time. Finally done fastening it, he slipped the sweater over his head quickly and slid his feet back into his shoes, then gestured for Naruto to precede him out the door.
"Look, you-you should just go now. They'll be looking for you," Naruto told him, trying to convince the convict to leave.
"Where are your car keys?" he demanded, ignoring Naruto's comment.
"On the counter in the kitchen. Hey! You don't need me now, just take the car and my wallet, it has a few hundred dollars in it!" Sasuke ignored him still as he once more dragged the younger man behind him and down the stairs to the kitchen. Naruto tried desperately to pry the pale hand off his wrist, but Sasuke's grip was too strong. He would have attempted to kick the other man, but the thought of the gun he was still carrying scared him; he worried that it might be used on him.
"We both know I'll never make it out of here without you. Now come on; I'll let you go after we get a safe distance away." Snatching up the keys, Sasuke looked out the living room window to make sure the coast was clear, then ushered Naruto out the door ahead of him, the gun sticking in his lower back ominously.
The two men stepped onto the front porch, Sasuke pushing Naruto to make him walk. He honestly had no intention of shooting the blonde, but Naruto didn't know that.
They made their way to Naruto's car, the small pistol jabbing into Naruto's spine. Sasuke climbed into the car first, curling into a ball on the passenger side's floorboard and pointing the gun at Naruto, telling him to get in. Naruto sat in the driver's seat, closing the door and starting the car.
"Just take it nice and slow," Sasuke commanded. "Act normal." Naruto nodded, putting the car in gear and easing it onto the paved road from the driveway.
Glancing around nervously as he drove, Naruto jumped when Sasuke squeezed his thigh. "Just relax," the Uchiha said. Taking a deep breath, Naruto drove slowly as they got to the gate, a nervous smile plastered on his face as he honked the horn to attract the attention of whoever was on duty. The metal security gate opened, and Naruto drove through it, recognizing Neji at the window as the other man waved.
Pulling out onto the highway, Naruto let out the breath he'd been holding. "It's clear," he whispered. Sasuke sat up on the passenger's seat a heartbeat later. His dark orbs checked to make sure the farm was behind them, putting his seatbelt on.
"Where do you want me to drive you? You can let me out and take the car," Naruto pleaded, looking for a good place to pull over.
"Just keep driving," Sasuke told him, continually watching the side-view mirror for signs of any police.
Spotting a closed gas station a few miles down the road, Sasuke had Naruto pull in behind the old building. Scanning the area, he spied an older model pick-up that luckily had current plates on it. Getting out of the car, he motioned for Naruto to exit as well; he needed to keep an eye on the blonde, and didn't trust him to stay in the car by himself. For extra insurance, Sasuke had yanked the keys out of the ignition and stuck them in his pocket.
"So, um, I-I'm just gonna go sit over there. You can take the car and go wherever, I don't care." Sasuke had his back to Naruto; the blonde turned and slowly started towards the low stoop of the station's back entrance, praying the dark-haired man wouldn't shoot him in the back. He got a few feet before a blow to the back of his head caused him to pitch forward as his vision went black; he'd never heard Sasuke come up behind him. Sasuke caught him before he could hit the ground, swinging the young man up into his arms and carrying him back to the car.
Looking down at Naruto, Sasuke murmured softly, "I'm sorry, this is the only way," and opening the trunk, laid the blonde down and shut the lid. He sighed; he didn't want to hurt Naruto, but he couldn't have him making noise in the trunk and possibly alerting anyone for help.
Taking out a screwdriver that he'd lifted from the work shed, Sasuke went to the pick-up and removed its license plate. He then switched plates with the Honda; it would buy him a little time to get to where he was going without fear of police tracking the license plate numbers to the car. He tossed the old plate into the bushes so no one would see it, then moved to get back into the car.
Sliding into the driver's seat, Sasuke started the engine up and began driving, an unconscious Naruto safely locked in the trunk.