Yo! I'm here, with the next chapter of PSP! I hope you all like this one. I kind of do… because of my sadistic and fluffy sides come out in the chapter. I'm so proud of me ((does a happy dance))

Pain's Stoic Pleasures
Chapter Thirteen: Obedience

Orochimaru looked out his window at the skies, black after the sun had set. He had long since taken a shower. He stared at those dark skies, wondering once again over his feelings for one Uzumaki Naruto.

The boy was so beautiful, so godlike, so… happy. Orochimaru had always seen Naruto with one of two emotions. When the snake was anywhere nearby the blonde, he would be filled with well-disguised terror. That used to make Orochimaru's manhood throb with pleasure.

And then Orochimaru had fallen for him.

He could remember that day very well. It was when Orochimaru had finally allowed the young boy out into the greenhouse with Shino. The slave had run to and fro, from flower to flower, admiring each blooming blossom.

The snake watched the small slave. There was a bright grin on his face and his cerulean blue eyes shined with happiness. Even though bandages wound about his slender form, he didn't seem to remember the long, grueling hours with Orochimaru that had caused those wounds.

Staring at that smile, Orochimaru had felt a tightening in his chest. He wanted to beat that feeling out of him. So, he had become even crueler to the blonde slave. The slave made him so confused, so tormented and this caused Orochimaru to be harsher with him.

But it still hurt. It still pained him to see those eyes! Those eyes that were wide and blue like the expansive summer sky. Why couldn't he get the boy out of his head? For years, he had questioned all of this – had wondered tirelessly for hours on end and still nothing came to answer him.

But distance was so much worse. It had only been two weeks that the boy had been at Uchiha Sasuke's. Those weeks had been hell.

Orochimaru constantly cursed himself. It was obvious. These emotions showed him how weak he was; how much his lust controlled him.

Yet thinking about it as much as he did during these two agonizing weeks, he had realized that it was not lust that controlled him. Something else had overtaken him, something that he knew almost nothing about. It was days later when the name of this feeling came to him. Love. Orochimaru was in love with Uzumaki Naruto. Once he realized this, he had done the only thing he could.

He had gotten Naruto back.

Let the Uchiha brat come, Orochimaru challenged the stars. I am not going to allow him to steal the person I love most!

Tsunade paled as she stared at the boy in front of her. "What did you say?" she breathed. Sasuke didn't look her in the eye. He focused on the wall instead. He had told Tsunade that Naruto had been taken. Right now, she seemed to be in a state of shock. Not wanting to answer her question, but knowing not to keep silent, he finally spoke.

"You heard exactly what I said," he whispered darkly. Glowering at the wall, he sighed tiredly. "I see no point in repeating it."

Tsunade sat there, stunned for a moment before pulling herself back together. "I see," she told him, voice and emotions kept under tight control. They didn't need to freak out not. They needed to think clearly in order to plan.

Sighing, Tsunade looked at Sasuke. According to the Uchiha, Naruto had been taken five days ago. Five long days. She noticed the bags under his eyes and how his skin stretched over his cheekbones.

"Sasuke?" she asked softly.

He looked at her through hooded eyes. He didn't say anything, just stared at her blankly.

She sighed, but went on with the questioning. "Who took him?"

"My physics teacher," the Uchiha growled almost inaudibly. He clenched his fists, digging his nails into his palms.

Tsunade didn't hear him. "What was that?" the lady continued to interrogate one of her frequent patients. "Do you know what their name is?"

Sasuke was about to tell her the name of Naruto's captor but something stopped him at the last second. He didn't know what it was at first. Then it suddenly dawned on him.

He wanted to retrieve Naruto himself. He knew not to think of it as "alone," because Haku was sure to accompany him whether he liked it or not. That wouldn't be the entire rescue party either. Zabuza would join them, simply for the fact that he would follow Haku anywhere.

Sasuke wanted Naruto back desperately. He wanted to hold the blonde like he had on the boy's first night, when they had cuddled themselves to sleep in the same bed. He wanted to find the slave with his own resources, his own information and connections.

He wanted to find the blonde boy that haunted him with every step he took. Naruto was out there, in the hands of that snake, Orochimaru. Sasuke wanted nothing more than to bring the boy home.

Without Tsunade's help.

The blonde doctor stared at him. "Sasuke," she said after taking a deep breath. "What is the name of this man?"

Sasuke looked at her, a bit of life back in his eyes. "No one that you need to know," he told her.

Tsunade looked puzzled when he said this. "What?"

"Tsunade-sama, I am going to recover Naruto on my own," he explained as calmly as he could. "He is my responsibility, so I…"

His words were cut short when Tsunade slapped him. She was seething with uncontrolled rage at being told to stay away from this.

"That's my grandson you're talking about!" she screamed.

Sasuke stared at her, the red mark on his cheek stinging sharply from her aggression. "Then you should not have stopped searching for him," the Uchiha sniped. "He was no longer your grandchild the minute you gave up on him."

Tsunade clenched and unclenched her fists, honey-brown eyes glaring at him with hatred. "I will give you one week, Uchiha," she snarled. "And then I am stepping in."

"I do not want you to step in," Sasuke told her again.

"And I am giving you one week before I do," she countered.

Sasuke could feel his temper rising, but with a few deep breaths, he managed to control it. "Fine, Tsunade. Now I am going to have to ask you to leave."

The woman did not protest as she stood up. Holding herself with as much dignity as she could muster, the doctor exited the room. Sasuke sighed, closing his eyes. He knew he had to think of a plan to get Naruto back. Before he had plotted very far, he sensed someone coming up behind him.

"Sasuke-kun?" Haku asked.

Sasuke opened his eyes, a hard glint in his gaze. "Contact Hyuuga Neji. I want him here tonight. Also, try and get a hold of a list of servants from Orochimaru's Manor. I need to know the names of everyone who is employed there. Find me the blueprints of the Manor in the attic. It was constructed by my father's company, so we should have records of it. Get me those as well."

Haku nodded and bowed, showing that he would do as asked. He left Sasuke there. Sasuke thought of Naruto once more, now that he was alone. There wasn't much else he could do. He couldn't tell himself to think of something else. He knew that if he did that, he would end up brooding about Naruto even more. It was better to just let his mind focus on what it would.

An image stirred itself from his memories. Sasuke closed his eyes in order to see this flashback better than with his eyes open.

Sasuke was sitting on a couch, eyes closed and head tilted back. Naruto was currently taking a shower, so Sasuke could rest his eyes without the blonde nearby.

He didn't know for how long he sat there, unmoving, when he was interrupted by a weight on his lap. Looking down as he opened his eyes, he saw a bushel of blonde hair. Bright blue irises stared up at him. A small smile was on the slave's face.

"Hi," Naruto told him softly/.

Sasuke stared down at the boy. He looked so innocent, lying there. The Uchiha noticed that the only thing covering him was a navy blue bathrobe but he didn't care much about it. He had seen Naruto naked, so this didn't matter much to him.

Naruto's smile faltered. "Did I… did I do something wrong?" he whispered when he got no reply from Sasuke.

Sasuke shook his head. A small smirk came to his lips as he leaned over and kissed the blonde slave's forehead. "You did nothing," he murmured to him, eyes staring at him kindly. "Nothing wrong."

Naruto smiled at the Uchiha. It was a genuine smile. Sasuke usually never saw this type of expression cross the boy's features. His smiles were sometimes strained, as though he only smiled so something else wouldn't happen.

"Hey, hey, Sasuke!" the blonde said excitedly.

"Hmm?" the Uchiha lazily replied.

Naruto jumped up and grabbed the Uchiha's hand. He took Sasuke's hand and led him over to the window. "It's pretty out there." He paused for a moment before leaning his head onto the darker boy's shoulder. "What's it like?" The blonde's arms encircled his master's waist.

Sasuke moved his gaze from the view outside to the boy latched to his side. He smirked. Naruto saw this and pouted cutely, withdrawing his arms in order to cross them over his chest.

"Don't laugh at me! It's not my fault I've never been outside during the day."

Sasuke nodded solemnly. What the blonde said was true. It wasn't Naruto's fault that his life had been full of pain and suffering.

"Would you like to go out there?" he asked the smaller boy.

"You… you'd take me out there?"

"If you want to, of course."

Sasuke didn't have time to brace himself before Naruto knocked the both of them over in a tackling hug. "Thank you," he murmured, rubbing his cheek into Sasuke's shirt. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

Sasuke smiled to himself as he wrapped his arms around the boy. He didn't know why but he wanted to make Naruto happy. Sighing to himself, Sasuke reveled in the warmth of the other. He reveled in the feeling that he was needed here, that he wasn't just a person putzing through life and doing nothing.

Naruto needed him. Little did the blonde know just how much Sasuke needed him too.

Sasuke smiled inwardly. Naruto had been happy to be able to go outside. The Uchiha remembered walking through the property, hand in hand. He could hear the blonde's voice in his head. It smiled, laughed, pouted, stuttered and warmed him to the very tips of his toes.

When Naruto had been here, he had been happy. For the first time in his life, Sasuke had been able to show his true emotions to another human being. This confused him, but it also enticed him to know more about what he was feeling.

Not even Konran made him feel this way and at one time, Konran had been everything to him. Konran had taught him that life could be fun, but it was Naruto that showed him that all things could be free if one had courage enough to smile and believe.

Of course, not all of Sasuke's memories with Naruto were happy. In two weeks, Sasuke could remember more ups and downs than he had experienced in his entire life. He thought of that as a good thing. It meant he was learning what Naruto had to teach him.

Even though the boy was illiterate and didn't know much on the intellectual level in things like mathematics, he knew more about humans than anyone else Sasuke had encountered. Another memory tugged at Sasuke's consciousness, taking him back to a time when he was with Naruto.

"Sasuke?" the blonde boy called, running into the room to see the Uchiha. "Sasuke!"

Sasuke had been annoyed that day. He didn't know why. It had just been a horrible day for him. And here was Naruto, with a broad grin on his face when he had absolutely no reason to smile.

"How?" he whispered menacingly.

Naruto stared at him, completely clueless. "How what?" he wanted to know.

"How can you be able to smile and be happy like that?" the Uchiha yelled. He stood, knocking something off his desk. He glared at the boy.

Naruto stared at his master, fear evident in his azure eyes. Suddenly, he did something that Sasuke had not expected.

He smiled. A small smile, so pure and soft it made Sasuke's heart ache. He nodded slightly and his eyes glistened. Then he spoke, astounding Sasuke even more with his words.

"Because no matter what happens to me, I can't stop loving people. I can't stop wanting to see new things and find out new stuff. People – they walk around, talk with each other and laugh. I find them beautiful. I don't know why I'm so happy but someone may be out there, waiting for me. As long as I believe that, I can be happy." A tear leaked out of his eye and Sasuke got the sinking feeling that Naruto didn't truly believe it anymore. He shook his head, trying to clear his mind again. "And as long as I'm happy, I can love people."

Sasuke stared at Naruto, who was smiling again. When Naruto realized what he had just said, h4e blushed. Sasuke watched as those scarred cheeks reddened and the blonde's mouth curved upwards in a goofy grin. The Uchiha just stared at him in disbelief. He didn't understand where the slave got his optimism or his happiness or his love for people. He didn't really understand anything about all, of that.

All he saw was Naruto's smile, apologetic and sheepish. Sasuke felt his anger leave him as he stared at that cute expression of embarrassed happiness. He felt… complete, which was an utterly new feeling for him.

He liked it, this new feeling that entered his chest and warmed him. The blonde idiot in front of him was a mystery, something that Sasuke couldn't figure out. For once, he didn't care about that.

He felt that as long as Naruto was with him and was happy, then that would be enough. As long as Naruto could smile and laugh, then that was enough.

This was enough.

Sasuke sighed, clearly remembering all of the feelings he felt when he had lived that moment. He knew what all of this was, what it all meant. He was in love with Naruto. There was no denying that.

The length of time spent with a person meant nothing if you truly loved that person. Time was nothing if you were willing to do anything for that person.

Sasuke had seen Naruto laugh, cry, get angry and tons of other emotions. He had watched the boy's peaceful face while he slept. His hands had traced the curves of those scars, that nose and those lips so much that he could sculpt the body from memorization. But if he did, it would all be in vain. A statue could never convey how much emotion poured out of the boy every waking second of the day or the beautiful aura he gave off when he closed his eyes for the night.

Such things were impossible to put into charming words or art. No imitation could ever measure up to the real boy.

Soon, even these memories would not be enough. Sasuke wanted to recover Naruto in order to make new memories with him; memories that wouldn't fade away with time. Sasuke wanted to make sure that he would be able to make newer, better memories to replace those that he lost.

Naruto had said that somewhere there was a person just for him.

Sasuke wanted to be that person.

Naruto looked around him. The place where Orochimaru wanted him to stay was nice. It wasn't fancy, but it was nice. He had the bare necessities and that was all. He couldn't go anywhere, but at least he wasn't attached to a cold stone wall by a collar.

There was nothing in the room that Naruto could use in order to escape. Absolutely nothing. Everything was too heavy to lift, even the chair by the desk.

The blonde was laying on the bed. He didn't care for much right now. He knew that whatever was going to happen, would happen. He didn't have any control over this. He couldn't change anything about is predicament. He couldn't change anything about his station in life.

He knew that he should just accept completely that he was a slave but something made him not want to. Something kept him from understanding that he was a slave. He didn't get a chance to muse anymore on this, as he heard the click of the bolt being drawn back on the door. He didn't even glance to see who it was. Whoever it was would make their presence known. Naruto didn't need to know who had entered until it was absolutely unavoidable.

"Are you inviting me, Soukyuu-kun," Orochimaru whispered to the silence of the room. Naruto could imagine the smirk that must be placed over his features at the current moment.

"No," the boy said in a flat tone.

"Lying naked on a bed seems like an invitation to me."

"I wouldn't be naked if my Master gave my some clothes, now would I?" the blonde retorted.

Orochimaru smiled. The boy had yet to look at him. It was good to know that his underlings had not broken Naruto's spirit. Orochimaru did not come across many who would openly defy him. To get such behavior from a slave of all things was interesting at the very least.

"You are such a cute child, Soukyuu-kun," Orochimaru told him. The snake sat on the bed beside the blonde. Stroking, the blonde's skin, Orochimaru could feel himself becoming excited by the boy's flesh.

Leaning over, Orochimaru kissed the boy. "You are mine. My azure skies," he growled possessively.

Naruto stiffened when he heard the man speak, but he didn't cry or utter a sound. The time for defiance was over. All he had now was compliance. Let the snake man do what he wanted to his body. Naruto didn't care about it anymore. As long as the torture was over soon, the blonde didn't care.

Orochimaru's mouth began to attack the slave's neck. As he had been taught, Naruto made small noises whenever his Master brushed one of his sensitive spots. He could feel Orochimaru's smirk on his skin. He tried to ignore it and tried to imagine that it was Sasuke he was with, but even in his own mind, he couldn't convince himself of the Uchiha's presence.

Orochimaru abandoned his ministrations on the boy's neck. The boy's eyes were closed, his luscious mouth set in a grim line. Orochimaru pulled himself up to the blonde's lips once again, delving his tonight into the crevice. He pulled back a moment later.

"Won't you open your eyes, Naruto-kun?" Orochimaru asked softly.

Naruto's eyes snapped open. Where had Orochiamru learned his first name? Or, for that matter, his name in general?

"Where?" he asked, his voice tight as he tried to control his fear, anger and other emotions.

"Itachi-san told me," Orochimaru replied, licking at the blonde's chin. "Itachi-san actually told me exactly how to get into the Uchiha Mansion. He didn't like you being with his brother so I offered to take you away."

Naruto looked at him, at the strange desire in the man's eyes. "Why do you continuously do this to me?" he whimpered.

"To one day show you how much I love you," was the snake's whispered reply.

Naruto froze. This wasn't love. This couldn't be love. But was it actually love? Naruto didn't know what this thing called Love was. He tried to remember if he had ever had any encounters with it and came up blank. He had heard it from Gatou's customers. Some loved their wives, some their children and some loved other things. Yet not one person had even bothered to tell him was this "Love" was.

The blonde slave wanted to ask his Master was he was talking about but was stopped when Orochimaru thrust himself into the boy. Naruto clawed at the man's shoulders, tears prickling at his eye. He could hear Orochimaru's groans as the snake bit onto the boy's earlobe.

"Beg for me," Orochimaru whispered. He raked his nails down Naruto's scabbed and injured chest. "Scream, slave."

Feeling humiliation because of the orders, Naruto still knew that he had to obey. Taking half a second to bite his lip, he obeyed his Master.

"More," he moaned as Orochimaru thrust again.

"Louder, my Naruto," the man snarled.

Allowing the pain he felt to spur his voice, Naruto began to shout at the top of his lungs. "Fuck me! Fuck me harder! More!"

Orochimaru grinned, biting lightly on the boy's neck as he thrust in again. Naruto let out a cry of pain but knew Orochimaru wanted more.

"Don't ever stop! I like it rough! Do me harder!" the blonde was screaming, tears falling down his cheeks, mingling with the sweat that gathered on the flushed skin. "Please." A broken sob came from his throat, no matter how much he tried to push it down. "I love it when you do me, Master! Please, fuck me harder! Don't stop!"

Naruto slid his eyes shut, still screaming for more vigor from his Master.

This is where I belong. I deserve all of this.

He heard Orochimaru grunt in his ear.

I can't change this.

The snake's tongue was again on his neck, creating long trails of saliva on the sweaty flesh.

I was stupid to think I could change who I am.

With a loud cry, the older man released his seed inside of Naruto's torn entrance.

I am a slave. Te Fates aren't kind enough to change my permanent path of life.

Taking himself out of the younger man, Orochimaru put his clothes back on and left the room. He made sure to lock the door behind him, as he wouldn't want his lover to escape from him.

Naruto stared at the ceiling blankly, unable to do anything. His body was sore and his spirit was near dead. He didn't want to be alive for much longer. He didn't want to have to go through anything else, but he knew he would. He knew the tortures would never stop. After all, he was a slave and slaves had to obey their Master's every whim or face punishment. Sometimes they got punishment even without having done anything wrong. Such was the life of a slave.

And Uzumaki Naruto was a slave.

Orochimaru sneered to himself as he took the call from Uchiha Itachi. Looking at the younger face on the visual, his sneer soon turned into a triumphant smirk.

"Itachi-san," he said silkily. "To what do I owe the honor of speaking with you once again?"

Itachi merely nodded his greeting. "I trust you have recovered the Uzumaki boy without making it known that it was you."

Orochimaru smiled. "Why would you say a thing like that?" he asked.

"I don't want Sasuke to be following you," Itachi explained calmly. "It would prove to be difficult for my plans."

"Maybe next time, you should inform me that your plans require secrecy."

Itachi narrowed his eyes. "You know that Sasuke will be coming after you."

Orochimaru smiled deviously. "Oh, I know he shall be coming. And I have plans to welcome him to my home."

Itachi glared. "Yes, plans," he murmured, then his eyes bored into Orochimaru's. "I'm warning you, though. You are not allowed to touch Sasuke in any way that you would do with Naruto."

"That is not part of my plans," Orochimaru assured the other. "Believe me, I would not want to impose Itachi-san's infamous wrath upon myself."

Itachi nodded once more and cut the communication. Orochimaru leaned back in his chair, laughing maniacally.

He couldn't wait until Sasuke got here. Then he would show that boy was it was like to be a Master of another human being. And, for safety reasons, he would be doing this without actually touching Sasuke.

Come, my prey, I am growing bored, Orochimaru thought.

Master, master, where's the dreams that I've been after?
Master, master, you promised only lies
Laughter, laughter, all I hear and see is laughter
Laughter, laughter, laughing at my cries

Hell is worth all that, natural habitat
Just a rhyme without a reason
Neverending maze, drift on numbered days
Now your life is out of season

Taste me you will see
More is all you need
You're dedicated to
How I'm killing you

Come crawling faster
Obey your master
Your life burns faster
Obey your master
Master

Metallica, Master of Puppets

Kyuubi-kun's Korner!

Allright, I hope you people were satisfied with that nine-page long chapter. In my notebook it was twelve pages, so I thought it was longer than this. Anyways, I hope that everything made sense. Wheeee.

All right, I'm going to be honest with everyone. I'm running out of songs to use. If anyone has any songs they would like to suggest to me for the endings of these chapters, please EMAIL me… I will NOT listen to the song if you just mention it in a review.

Thanks for reading.

Ciao.