WARNING!

This chapter contains some yaoi. If you do not like yaoi, then do not read that part. "Where's the part?" ... You'll know. You can't miss it. (unless you are avoinding it like i suggested)

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Long, Uneasy Nights

Exactly how many girls does that make, in the last week...?

Neji stared at his uncle through the window of his bedroom in the second estate. The lesser branch of the Hyuuga clan were not allowed on the other property unless summoned. That's how things were, and that is how things were always going to be. Neji had gotten used to it, becoming glued to his window. It allowed him to view the front yard of the Hyuuga estate. That, and all of the girls that come flowing in and out of the large mansion daily since Hiashi had gotten back from the hospital. Neji sneered in disgust. That man was always wooing women just so he can get his kicks. Then, he can't even manage to give them a second glance as the walk out the door; out of his personal life forever. Neji sighed and wondered if Haishi had ever slept with a woman more than one time.

"But he must have, if he had married Hinata and Hanabi's mother..." He frowned. "But I assume he was like this during their marriage, too. He probably took advantage of the fact that she could not flee him. I bed she had to sit at a window and watch this... just like me..." He didn't tread on the subject much longer, because thought of Hinata filled his mind. It had been a good long while since he had last seen Hinata. The last time was the Chuunin Selection Exams, where he mercelessly pummelled her until she was wheeled off to the hospital. How much time had passed since that day? so many things had happened... The Chuunin Exams, Orochimaru's destruction of Konoha, and now... "She was kidnapped by Orochimaru..."

Neji watched angrily as another woman knocked on the large, expensive doors of the Hyuuga Mansion and a lust-induced Haishi greeted them. "He doesn't even care that his eldest daughter is GONE! All he does is sleep with women all day and sit on his expensive furniture, eating his expensive food... Does he have no heart?" He was being a hypocrite. He knew it. It wasn't so long ago that he hated Hinata. With a bloodthirsty passion like he'd never felt before. But then, something happened. Naruto knocked some sense into him. It was not Hinata he hated. She only tred her best to become accepted by her family. It was HISHI he hated. He, for treating the lower branch like slaves. HE, who didn't give two shits about the child he should love with all of his heart, just as her mother had. After that day, Neji had began praying for forgiveness, and thought about his eldest cousin every day. Like a disease, she had spread through his heart.

He shook his head and layed in bed, not able to look at his uncle and his whores any longer. "Hinata..." How many times had that name left his lips? He was in deep. It was a forbidden love. He could never be with her. Hiashi would never allow it. "Besides... She wouldn't love me... Who wants to love someone who almost killed you...?" Neji sighed and turned under the blankets. Nothing seemed to work. He couldn't sleep. He didn't know what it was, but it was almost like... his chakra was drawn to the young girl he grew to love. It sounded crazy, but it was all he could guess. He could feel his very essence being drawn to her from an unknown place. "That's crazy..." After a few more minutes of tossing and turning, he got up from his futon. "I need some tea."

"Your house is so lovely, My Lord!" The girl observed every inch of the living room, to the expensive furniture to the rug, to the curtains, to the man sitting next to her.

"I'm glad you like it, my dear... Only the finest. Are you hungry?"

"No, thank you. I ate before coming. I didn't want to inconvenience you..." She tried to hide the flicker of her eyes, glancing at his right arm that was gone. Hiashi only smiled and placed a firm hand on her shoulder.

"It's no trouble at all, I promise."

"No thank you, Lord Hiashi."

"Suit yourself. Would you like a tour?"

The girl smiled and took his hand when it was offered. "I bet this house has many amazing rooms, all greater than the last!"

"And the best one is right this way..." Gracefully, he led her to the room at the end of the hall. After you, my dear..."

Hesitantly, the girl stepped inside. Hiashi went in after and closed the door.

"..." Hanabi watched the disgusting display and almost vomited. She hated what her father was doing. And in their own house! Couldn't he at least go to someone else's? She sighed. It looked like she would be getting no sleep tonight... again. "...I need tea..." Turning swiftly on her heel, she exited the adjoining room and walked silently to the kitchen. Sounds of moans and grunts could be heard, fading into the distance behind her as she left.

Hinata awoke with a start, like she always had for the past few days. She kept picturing him in her mind. On top of her. Kissing her. Hurting her. Taking her for himself. It made her skin crawl and bile threaten to rise to her lips. It was like she could feel him. Right there. Somewhere. Doing the same thing to other women. Her body shook, and she struggled not to let the dread overtake her. She was safe, now. She was surrounded by friends. And a man stronger than any other she had ever met. One she trusted.

For the most part, anyways... she ended that statement with a thought.

Sitting up, she sighed. It was late. Really late. Too late to not be able to fall asleep. "Why does 4:00am have to be the time now?" she groaned before falling heavily back on the bed and struggling to find a comfy spot. "Orochimaru's bed is so comfy... Maybe I can-"

WHAP!

She slapped herself before the idea could continue. "No. I'm not going there..."

She imagined him sleeping peacefully in his large, silky bed. The luminous, blue glow of the candles wrapping his creamy skin in a marvelous way, making the room and his very being seem magical and comforting. "Must be nice..."

WHAP!

"Why do I think of him all of the time? Kami, Hinata! FOCUS! Think about something else!"

...

"...I wonder how Kiba and Shino are doing..." She missed her friends dearly. They were all she had, back in Konoha. Her new friends were never boring, and as nice as they'd allow, but her old friends never left her heart.

She smiled at how Kiba adored his puppy, Akamaru. They would go train every day, and she would accompany them on long walks through the village. She never spent alot of time with Shino and his bugs, but adored him all the same. They would sit under the trees and read on cool afternoons until sundown. Occasionally, she would fall asleep and he would stay with her until she woke up.

"Come to think of it... I felt a lot of love for the two of them... I bet they are devastated that I'm gone." Her heart had split in two. Half of her loved her new life in Otogakure. She loved her new friends and the man that had rescued her. She was very grateful to them for assisting her in training and giving her a place to stay while she sorted things out. But, on the other side, she loved everything about Konoha. She even missed her sister, which was saying alot, because her sister never gave her a care in the world. She missed Neji, Sakura, and Naruto.

Especially Naruto.

His smile always gave her courage to face another day with her father, even if he never knew what went on it that dreaded house.

"This decision is gonna be harder than I thought..." She closed her eyes and groaned again when sleep didn't immediately befall her. "Maybe Kimimaro is up..."

Orochimaru glared at Kabuto through the transparent glass of the many test tubes and beakers in between them. The underground lab still pulsated with the usual green glow of the glass containers with the many experiments"What, exactly, makes you think you can waltz in my study and demand to know everything about my research?"

"I'm just curious, Lord Orochimaru... How, exactly, do you plan on convencing Lady Hinata to stay here? You know that seduction and kindness won't be enough. Pretty soon, she will begin to miss her friends and her old life. What will you do then?"

"You overstep your authority, Kabuto."

"And Konoha, as well. You know just as well as I do that no good will ever come of this. A war will break loose. Are you ready for one of those, My Lord? Do remember that it was only recently that you were able to get your arms back."

Orochimaru's voice was low and dangerous, a mixture between a growl and a hiss. "Shut up, Kabuto. You know not what you say."

Kabuto kept a stern, defying look as he stared deep into the eyes of his master. "It is you who does not know what they do." By the look of him, Orochimaru had lost his patience for the man. Still, Kabuto did not care. It was bad medicine the Sannin needed to hear.

In a heartbeat, Orochimaru was right in front of the boy, slamming his body hard against the concrete wall of the lab and holding him securely by the throat with one hand. "For many years, you have been a thorn in my side, Kabuto. Always sticking your nose where it doesn't belong and speaking when it's best to keep your filthy trap SHUT." He reached for a disecting knife from one of the tables and pressed it firmly to the bruised flesh of Kabuto's neck." Fear flashed through the servant's eyes and his breath grew labored. Orochimaru snickered.

"Orochimaru-sama... Please..!" He reached for his master, grasping the fabric of the man's shirt tightly. His entire body shook from the pain on his throat and the close proximity of the man in front of him. It was no secret to anyone. Kabuto had a thing for his master. Hell, it was no secret that everyone lusted for the seemingly perfect man. Kabuto had known the man since childhood, and knew how to push his buttons. Kabuto had become a masochist for his master. And a good thrashing was exactly what Kabuto wanted at the moment.

Orochimaru eyed the bulge in Kabuto's pants with mild interest. "You think I'm stupid, Kabuto..? I know what this is. You're jealous, aren't you? You don't like that all of my attention is going to Hinata, do you?" The knife trailed down his neck, bringing up a stream of blood that trickled down and disappeared under the shirt Kabuto wore. Said man groaned in pleasure, blushing at the way his master eyed the thin, red line. "Do you need to be punished, Kabuto..?"

Orochimaru tore away at the cloth over the man's chest to reveal the pale, creamy skin beneath. He eyed the man's body before leaning foreward to take his servant's mouth in a rouch kiss. Kabuto cried out in pleasure as his master's knee rubbed his grion through his pants and shuddered, loving the pain and pleaseure of it all. Orochimaru broke the kiss and bit the man's neck harshly, bringing up more blood, which he lapped up. "Yes, Master! I need to be punished! Please! Punish me!"

Orochimaru grinned. "You're such a bitch, Kabuto." The knife went discarded, allowing Kabuto's body to fully connect to his own. Kabuto's hands roamed over his master's clothed body before pulling the shirt over the man's head and sucking on a pert nipple. "Only for you..." came the sexy comeback to the sannin's remerk.

Orochimaru pushed the boy back by his shoulders and caught his eyes. "Prove it." Those eyes held intensity and lust that Kabuto had only dreamt about. He knew exactly what the man wanted without having been asked. Aided by a light shove, he fell to his knees and began to undo the sannin's pants and pulling out the man's hardened dick. Orochimaru hissed his enjoyment when Kabuto's tongue slid out to lick the tip teasingly before taking in the tip. He sucked lightly, only to make Orochimaru more agitated. "...Kabuto..." It worked. Obeying his crush, KAbuto took the fulll length of him into his mouth.

Orochimaru showed no obvious signs of pleasure from the way Kabuto sucked him off. He just stared down at him with that same look he gave him before it all started. He's probably imagining Hinata. She was his new pet or mate or WHATEVER he was calling her now... I don't see why he likes her so much. She's just a little girl! I'm a man! I'm mature and knows what he wants! Hell, I've been giving him what he wants for the past 18 YEARS! How come I'm not good enough? That bitch. Without even realising it, Kabuto bit down and recieved a hiss of disapproval from it.

Orochimaru grabbed him roughly by the hair and yanked him up. "This will be your last fuck, Kabuto." The other man could only whimper a response. His head was held in place by the sannin. "Undress and clear the table." He was released, and did what he was told as quickly as possible. Glass broke as it fell carelessly to the concrete floor. He worked on removing the tattered shirt first, then his pants. Orochimaru smirked when he was that Kabuto wore nothing underneath. "You little slut." Kabuto shook, hearing those words. They were music to his ears.

Orochimaru approached the boy. The look on Kabuto's face nearly made him laugh. He was wide-eyed and ready to jump at any given command, just begging to be fucked. The boy wanted him so badly! Orochimaru's cock strained painfully at the sight. He was in control. He could tell him to do anything. "Undress me." Kabuto licked his lips before pulling the sannin's shirt over and off of his head. The white skin now exposed was hot and soft. He couldn't help but want to taste him there. His hands roamed over the strong, masculine chest. and stopped at his abdomen before his lips brushed one nipple. He could feel Orochimaru's cock pulsating on his inner thigh and it gave him the courage to engulf the nipple fully into his moist lips. Orochimaru leaned in slightly to give him more acess and groaned. The mouth that licked and nipped at him felt extraordinary.

Kami, it's been a while...

Kabuto fumbled with Orochimaru's pants before dragging them down his legs, allowing his hands to lightly brush against his sex. "On the table. Now." Kabuto stood up and walked to the table. He laid his chest on top of it and moaned at how cold it was. The broken glass cut his feet, but it only turned him on more. The pain mixed with Orochimaru's rough sort of pleasure was to die for. He raised his ass to give his master the best view he possibly could and his breath hitched when he heard Orochimaru walk up behind him. "Are you ready, Kabuto?"

He bucked his hips back, trying to feel Orochimaru behind him. "I've always been ready, Master."

Without another care in the world, Orochimaru lined himself up with Kabuto's entrance and pushed inside. KAbuto let out a half muffled scream as pleasure and pain overloaded his senses. He could feel his master stretching and tearing him apart, inch by inch, and he loved it. Once he was inside as far as their bodies would allow, he began a slow and torturous pace, sliding in and out, with only Kabuto's blood as a lubricant. The boy beneath him squirmed and bucked, but Orochimaru refused to go any faster.

"What do you want from me, Kabuto?"

"Please, Master... fuck me faster! Harder! Please, anything but this-!"

He would have kept it going, but hearing Kabuto's voice plead for him like that was going to send him over the edge. With a faster pace, he began to drive into the boy harder and deeper with every thrust until he was screaming his name all over agian. With the increased power of their thrusts, the table giving them their support began to roll foreward. Annoyed by it, Orochimaru held Kabuto down firmly by the hips so that he could not buck and quickened the pace further.

"Oh, Kami, Orochimaru..! Yes! More!"

Kabuto cried out every time his seme hit that special spot inside of him that made him see white. Orochimaru closed his eyes and leaned his head back, enjoying the screams and moans that came to his ears. The boy was so tight. He was almost there. Just a few more thrusts and both of them went spiraling over the edge of pleasure, Kabuto cumming on the floor and collapsing fully onto the small table as his master's seed filled him and began to leak from his entrance. All noise left the room save for the pants and sighs and the loud drum of their heartbeats. Orochimaru slid out of his toy and began to dress. Kabuto could not find the energy. He just laid there, waiting for his muscles to reshape and begin working again. He heard his master start towards the door. A quiet "Kami, Kabuto, you're pathetic." was heard, and the door was closed, leaving him alone in the green room.

It was no surprise to him that Orochimaru thought he was pathetic. "But it was well worth it, in the long run. Tonight was amazing..." After a few minutes, he could move and breathe normally again. He put his pants back on, but left the shirt off. It was ripped in half, anyways. He cleaned up the broken glass and blood on the floor. His ass hurt like hell, but all he could do was smile.

"Oh... Hello, Lady Hinata. What brings you here at such late hours of the night?"

Hinata fiddled her hands sheepishly as she stared at his naked chest; his otherwise naked lower half was shielded from her vision by the bed sheet he tied around his waist. She blushed. Usually, he was in the plain white sleeping attire Orochimaru provided for all of them. She began to wonder what made this night any different.

From behind him, a very loud, annoyed voice called "Who the fuck comes knocking on your door at 4 in the fucking morning?"

Ah. That explains it.

The blush grew even darker at the realisation of what had happened or was happening before she knocked. "I-I-I... couldn't sleep... I'm... s-so confused..."

Tayuya appeared beside her boyfriend at that moment, at first glaring, but when she saw that it was Hinata, the glare lightened up a tad. The woman was wrapped in a blanket to shield her nudity, her hair all tousled and a lovely glow about her. Calm. Relaxed. Even if her emotions or facial expressions told everyone otherwise. Reluctantly, Tayuya moved away from the door, reteating back inside and out of sight. "... I'll make tea." Came her annoyed voice from inside.

"This room doesn't have a kitchen, Dear."

"FUCK!"

Kimimaro opened the door, allowing Hinata entry to his room once more.