Chapter 37

Private Lessons

He never felt so humiliated as he felt at this current moment.

Naruto held the cup in one hand and his cock in the other aiming so that when he urinated it went into the cup and not the urinal. Nothing came out. Naruto tried to push the urine out. Not even a trickle. Although the pressure kept building up with how bad he had to urinate. It became painful.

Naruto looked over his shoulder at the older man leaning up against the stall. Might Guy had jet black hair in a bowl cut, and thick black bushy eyebrows overpowering his slanted eyes. He was dressed in a skintight forest green tracksuit, and bright orange sneakers, and continued to observe Naruto.

"Hey! Do you have to stand so close to me when I do this?" Naruto yelled as his face turned an even darker shade of mortification.

"Rules are rules! I have to be here when you give a urine," his probation officer spoke and flashed a bright colage smile, and gave Naruto the thumbs up, "I have absolute faith you can do it!"

"DON'T GIVE ME THE THUMBS UP WHEN I HAVE MY COCK IN MY HAND!" Naruto lectured turning back to the task at hand, mumbling under his breath that he was the weirdest person he'd ever met.

"Embrace your youth! Just think when you get older you could sneeze and accidentally pee a little," Guy spoke as he held up both hands as if indicating it happened to the best of them.

"Stop telling me weird stories!" Naruto growled as he tried forcing the urine out again...and...nothing.

Naruto had forced four cups of coffee down prior to his weekly probation appointment. Every Saturday at 11:00AM, every week, until Naruto turned 18. Every week seemed to top the mortification and humiliation from the previous week. At each appointment Naruto had to produce a urine screen, where Guy will use a quick dip test before sending the urine to the lab for further analysis.

It did not get easier.

After twenty minutes of nonstop anxiety Naruto produced the urine drug screen and leaned up against the wall in Guy's office. His arms folded as he waited for the quick dip test results. Guy bent over his desk staring at the quick dip test.

"Congratulations! Another clean urine screen!" Guy spoke with enthusiasm as he pumped a fist into the air. Naruto rolled his eyes.

Guy then grabbed a forest green clipboard from his desk and flipped a few pages to a questionnaire. Naruto exhaled deeply. He knew the drill.

"Are you following the curfew?" Guy began the standard questions.

"Yes."

"Are you attending all your classes?"

"Yes."

"Are you staying out of trouble?"

"Yes."

"Are you dating anybody?"

"No."

"Are you having sex?"

"No!"

"When I say sex I mean oral, anal, and vaginal."

"NO!"

"Have you been in contact with Haku?"

"No…"

"I will remind you...if you are in contact with Haku it will violate your probation."

"I know!"

"How are you getting along with your classmates?"

"Fine…"

"Are you still taking your mental health medications?"

"Yes."

"Are you still seeing Kurenai for mental health counseling?"

"Yes."

Guy finished making notes on the questionnaire and then lowered the clipboard. He looked at Naruto who remained standing, arms crossed, eyes looking out the window. Pouting. He was still only seventeen. He was watching the bumper to bumper traffic, and people bustling around the sidewalks below.

"Naruto...I've spoken to Kakashi and he said you turned in your resignation from the soccer team," Guy commented. Naruto continued staring out the window ignoring Guy.

"Why?"

Naruto shrugged and lied, "I guess I just...lost interest."

The truth was Naruto had hurt Sasuke beyond repair. There were irrevocable differences and a simple 'I'm sorry' would not suffice. Their friendship disintegrated.

Naruto knew that, but not saying 'I'm sorry' felt cruel and unrepentant, and every time he was around Sasuke he felt like he had to continue to say it. To make ammends. A tiny piece of hope within Naruto wishfully thought it would make a difference.

It hadn't.

Sasuke was the reason why Naruto turned in his resignation. It wasn't fair to Sasuke. Not when Sasuke has done nothing but been loyal, and Naruto who did nothing but destroy everything he touched.

It was nearing the end of November and Naruto wanted to minimize his presence in Sasuke's life.

He took painful precautions to ensure they did not cross paths outside of the two classes they shared. Naruto stopped going to the soccer field, purposely avoided the mess hall, and only went to the library in the morning. Naruto even went as far as to take the stairs to and from the seventh floor of Cypress Hall instead of the elevator. Although the last precaution began to strengthen his calf muscles and give him a good cardio workout...so that one turned out in Naruto's favor.

Naruto had started to feel the resemblance of his former self, and he began to feel like a typical high schooler. The nightmares were becoming fewer and far in between, and the urge to masturbate lessened. He found himself less needy and codependent and able to be by himself without going into a panic attack.

Although today things changed during Naruto's Art History class. He was absentmindedly doodling ninjas throwing shurikens in his notebook when Hinata poked him in the arm and whispered his name.

Naruto glanced at Hinata just as the professor shouted his name, "Uzumaki!"

"Huh?" Naruto asked as he looked up and into the face of the professor who was leaning over, hands on her hip, and tapping her foot.

"Are you paying attention?"

"Ah...sorry-sorry!" Naruto broke out into a smile and clapped his hands together and bowed his head. He wasn't. It caused a few classmates to snicker.

"I've decided to reassign your partners for the next project," the professor explained. "And your new partner is Uchiha Sasuke."

"I refuse!" Naruto blurted out and shook his head no.

"Excuse me?" The professor blinked and stood back aghast. "Are you being insubordinate?"

"No-no! It's uh...complicated...how about uh...another partner option?" Naruto attempted to bargain and he flashed his best charismatic smile.

The class erupted out into incoherent whispering.

"Uzumaki Naruto, are you or are you not currently on probation?" The professor asked. Naruto hated when people asked questions they already knew the answer too.

"I am," he grumbled. Naruto tossed his head to the side and nervously combed a hand through his hair. He felt his face inflame and flush and he suddenly wanted to melt into the floor and vanish.

"Would you want me to report this to-"

"Alright! Alright! I take it back!" Naruto interrupted as he held out both hands in front of him. Yielding. The professor continued staring hard at Naruto as if expecting something else.

"...uh...what can I do for you...?" Naruto asked clearly not understanding, becoming more nervous at being the center of undesired attention.

"Pack up your belongings, you will be sitting with Sasuke." She pointed her finger to the back of the room.

Oh.

A shadow loomed over him and Naruto looked to see a secondary character smiling and waving nervously. It was the character who was originally partnered with Sasuke. There was a cruel god in this world. Naruto looked apprehensively at Hinata as he began to gather up his textbook and notebook into his arms.

Hinata gave Naruto an encouraging smile as Naruto grabbed his school bag and pivoted away just as the secondary character slid into Naruto's empty seat besides Hinata. Naruto's eyes focused on the floor as he maneuvered through the wooden circular desks. All around him students continued to whisper and gossip.

All the precautions Naruto had taken went out the goddamn window.

Naruto lifted his eyes when he reached his newly assigned seat to see Sasuke had his head propped up by his hand, and was watching him with an expression that seemed to accuse Naruto as the reason why this was happening, and why they were now partnered up.

Naruto shrugged and flashed a nervous smile, trying to convey he had nothing to do with this and was against it. He dragged the barstool as far away from Sasuke as he could get away with, before sitting down.

Sasuke looked down at Naruto's notebook and his doodlings of ninjas and clicked his tongue, "Tch." So childish, his expression seemed to convey.

Naruto glanced at Sasuke and saw him staring at the doodles and clearly looking down at him. Naruto scowled back and slammed his notebook closed. Sasuke covered the smile that was forming on his lips with his hand.

The professor continued explaining the new group project. The pairs were to go to the Konoha Art Museum and pick a section where they would research several paintings, the artists, and analyze these paintings using the terminology learned so far. One painting needing to be the sin assigned to them from the first group project.

Naruto made a mental note of needing to find a painting representing wrath and a painting representing lust.

Due the class before Christmas and New Years break.

After class ended Naruto turned his attention to Sasuke who began to pack up.

Before Naruto could say anything Sasuke stood up and slammed his hand down on the table and leaned close to him. So close Naruto could feel Sasuke's breath on his face. Naruto's breath caught in his chest and he froze up.

Sasuke spoke in a low and serious voice, "I'm not working on this project with you...so let me make myself clear. You do half the assignment and I'll do the other half, and when you are done send me your part in an email and I will put it together."

Naruto flashed a charismatic smile and saluted, "Sounds good, lieutenant!"

Sasuke looked shocked at Naruto's response and stared at Naruto for a few more seconds. The smile was warm. His too blue eyes clear and bright. It was Naruto...the old Naruto smiling up at Sasuke.

NO! He recovered. He grabbed his school bag and left the classroom.

Naruto exhaled loudly and dropped his head down to the wooden table. Deflated.

Naruto had finished his afternoon classes and was strolling down the asphalt path that lead to the dormitories. Headphones were over his ears and electronica music was blasting into his eardrum and into his cerebellum. Feeling the music vibrate every molecule inside him. He walked with the beat of the bass.

He was holding his school bag behind his head and his eyes looked at the skeleton tree branches marked on either side of the path. The leaves had fallen and rotted at the base of the trees. There was a smell of decay and dirt and blood in the air.

There was a calmness to everything, and Naruto felt at ease...that is until something caught his attention between the Arts and History Building and the Science Building. There was a familiar flash of auburn hair the color of an out of control forest fire. Naruto turned his head slowly to see Gaara was standing with his fists clenched as three boys of varying heights and weights surrounded him.

One of the boys shoved Gaara backwards, but Gaara held his ground.

The expression Gaara had was concerning. The first time Naruto was introduced to Gaara was in the cafeteria of the psychiatric hospital, and Gaara had tackled Naruto to the floor and held a plastic knife against his carotid artery.

It was Naruto's fault, really, he had provoked the younger boy. He purposely walked up behind him, wrapped his arms around Gaara's neck and licked his ear. It was mostly to piss off Kurenai. And the next thing Naruto knew, he was on his back, Gaara pinning him down, and holding a plastic knife to his jugular.

Gaara and Naruto were similar in almost every aspect of their lives with the strongest connection being they had both murdered somebody. They both played judge, jury, and executioner...and Naruto always thought Gaara would do it again if provoked.

"Yo!" Naruto called out as he turned down the alleyway between the two academic buildings. Pulling the headphones from his ears until they were around his neck as he got closer. "What seems to be goin' on here, boys?"

"Get the fuck outta here, Naruto!" One of the boys with a large square nose growled as Naruto stepped closer.

"This doesn't concern you faggot!" A fat boy growled as he spun around to face Naruto.

"Three boys against one? Seems just like the exact kinda gang-bang I want to be apart of," Naruto flashed a smirk.

"You're fucking sick!" The fat boy snarled, but looked uncomfortable with Naruto's direct response and smirk. Naruto didn't flinch and continued to stare the three of them down. They looked mismatched, uncoordinated, and thrived on testosterone, and red meat.

"I may just be…" Naruto taunted.

Naruto glanced at Gaara who seemed to be in a trance. Naruto was more concerned over the safety of the boys than he was Gaara. The fat boy rounded on Naruto, grabbed hold of Naruto's button-up shirt and navy cardigan and yanked him closer.

"Do you have a fucking death wish?"

"Boys...boys...let's just talk this out...or y'know, you can just practice giving each other blowjobs in the boys locker room like real men," Naruto spoke as he continued to hold his smirk and status over them.

"Uh know...I can give you some private lessons," Naruto spoke as he licked his lips.

It was then when the fat boy punched Naruto across the face, hitting his lip, and busting it open, releasing him as Naruto's body jerked with the impact. Naruto let go of his school bag. Blood flew from the open wound and Naruto began laughing as he regained his balance. Naruto wiped the blood that dripped from his mouth with the back of his hand.

"Let this be known you threw the first punch," Naruto commented with a high pitched laugh.

Naruto had been enrolled in taijutsu from the time he was four up until he was thirteen when he decided to join the soccer team. Dealing with other children was less scary than dealing with adults. Especially when guns or knives weren't involved. Naruto had already stared death down twice. His fear threshold was exponentially high. A school yard scuffle was nothing.

Chaos broke out.

The fat boy swung again at Naruto again. Only Naruto was quicker. He quickly bent down, and side stepped, easily dodging. Naruto swung his foot around so that he kicked at the fat boy's face. His foot connecting beautifully with his teeth. Naruto then maneuvered to the left and punched him in the face, grabbed hold of his shoulders and kneed him in the balls, before sideswiping him and kicking him in the stomach as soon as he lost his balance. He fell down big...and he fell loud.

The second boy who called Naruto by name had swung at Naruto. He did not recognize this boy, but it wasn't uncommon for somebody to recognize Naruto. Everything happened in one fluid motion as if some force was controlling him. Like a puppet on strings.

Naruto found himself straddling the boy, the wires of his headphones wrapped tightly around the boy's neck. Not once. Not twice. But the wire wrapped three times around his neck. Naruto was pulling with all his strength. Choking him. The boy was gagging, choking, and gasping for air.

He felt unhinged. Felt feral. Felt raw.

In that moment Naruto felt powerful as he watched the boy's face turn a shade of red to a beautiful shade of blue as he was oxygen deprived. He felt...turned on. He felt horny. He felt his cock engorge with blood. He was in absolute fucking control.

"NARUTO!" a voice screamed and it snapped Naruto from the spell. His grip loosened at first, and then he dropped his hands at his side altogether. Rolling his eyes up to see Sakura standing above him. Her hand on his shoulder and she was shaking him.

"What are you doing?" Sakura demanded as she pulled her hand back.

Naruto dropped his eyes to look at the boy straddled beneath him. The boy was coughing, gagging, his hands going to the wire that was wrapped around his neck and pulling it off of him. Naruto looked back up and it was then when he noticed Sasuke standing a few feet back watching Naruto with mild curiosity. Naruto looked Sasuke up and down before running a hand through his blonde hair.

'How much did he see?' Naruto thought.

Naruto stood up and backed away from the boy. His eyes shifted to the fat one who was on all fours wheezing, and then shifted to Gaara who had incapacitated the third boy. Gaara was panting but appeared unscathed.

"...they swung first," Naruto finally answered as he caught Gaara's attention.

"Do you want to get suspended?" Sakura lectured. She began shoving Naruto away, "Get out of here before the professors come!" Naruto stumbled backwards. He was unfazed. He bent down and gathered his headphones, before moving to collect his schoolbag.

Naruto placed his headphones around his neck, and threw his schoolbag over his head. He began making his way down the asphalt path. He wasn't in a hurry. He was savoring every second. He was still high. His cock still engorged. Naruto walked closer and closer to Sasuke who was standing rooted in place. They stared at each other. Sasuke's eyes dropped to Naruto's crotch and then he brought them up to Naruto's eyes. Naruto tilted his head to the side, raised his eyebrows, and smirked as he passed Sasuke.

Sasuke couldn't take his eyes off of Naruto and soon memories flooded him. In the movie theater when Naruto threaded his hands with Sasuke's and he leaned in for another kiss. Sasuke shoving Naruto up against the bathroom door as they made out in the cafe. Naruto's fingers underneath his shirt and his nails clawing at his back. Naruto straddling Sasuke in his bed tongues pressed together, saliva being swapped, the warmth of his body pressed to Sasuke's.

Sasuke was left starved and hungry as Naruto passed him.

Licking his lips Naruto called over his shoulder, "Gaara...let's go."

Gaara grabbed his schoolbag, swung it over his shoulder, and followed after Naruto leaving Sakura and Sasuke speechless.