Disclaimer: Naruto and company is property of Kishimoto-sama.

Mahami-sama, Sitta-chan, Koshika-san and of course 'braid-man' belongs to me.

Pairing: SasuNaru

Warning: Shounen-ai moments Probably some spelling errors, please don't pay attention to them 'cause I'm doing my best… ya know, English isn't even 'my' language! A great deal of OOC-ness.

Thanks to all of you out there. Wow, is this story really that liked that we actually made it AND passed the one hundred review? Awesome!

I'm so glad that you not only love Sitta-chan but also my writing! Damn happy It really pushes me forward that you grant me so positive responses. Well, please read my note at the end but for now…

Here is the eight (shit, eight!) chapter of Go with the flow

Alone?

This couldn't be happening.

Even though he could see the man, the appallingly attractive man with his seductive eyes, he could not comprehend him being there. How can he be here? He was supposed to be running away! Sasuke's heart was beating so fast that his head began to spin and standing up became one of the hardest tasks that day. With braid-man's searing eyes on his back he let go of Sitta-chan's hand, pushed off him and tried straightening up. He hadn't dared turn around. It was enough to see the reflection of his sick smile in the mirror. He felt how a disturbed chill made its way down his spine and goose bumps spread over his body in no time. He had known he was going to meet the man eventually… but not this soon. He wasn't prepared, he wasn't ready… and he still couldn't kill the man. It was as if he was drugged again. His body didn't move on his accord this time either and all that was playing in his mind was how heavy the man had been on his body. Even his eyes now were heavy. He was weak, Sasuke felt so weak.

Naruto shot up from his hunched position next to the unmoving Sitta-chan, read eyed not from the Kyuubi but from unshed tears. The boy, without any planning whatsoever, grabbed hold of Sasuke and pulled him away from braid-man, who was standing at a halt a few metres away, and clutched the rigid black haired to his body. Sasuke could feel Naruto shaking and if it was of fear or anger he had no way of knowing. His eyes were fixed on braid-man through the mirror.

"You asshole…", Naruto growled to braid-man but the man only laughed and smiled.

"You are both wearing boys' clothes. How adorable."

Sasuke shivered when he heard the man's voice once again and forced himself out of Naruto's protective grasp, turned around and fixed a scowl on his face. A strange defensive feeling was taking over him again and he knew he had to get Naruto out of there, along with Sitta-chan.

"Get out", he whispered weakly, not sure of his own voice. "Naruto, get out of here now!"

While braid-man and Mahami-sama burst out laughing Naruto grabbed Sasuke's arm possessively. "Hell no! I'm not leaving you."

"Yes you are. You have to take Sitta-chan away from here!" Sasuke pushed the blonde away. "Go now!"

Naruto gave him a flickering look, glanced shortly at braid-man and Mahami-sama and steadied his eyes on Sasuke again. "You're mad!"

"Get Sitta-chan out of here now!" Sasuke screamed, heart breaking in two as he did. He saw in the corner of his eyes how Naruto struggled with the decision but chose to do as told. He heaved Sitta-chan on his shoulder with much effort since the boy was larger than himself and turned to Sasuke, gaping stupidly. "Naruto, I'll manage", Sasuke lied. "Please save Sitta-chan, take her to Kakashi."

He was bloody mad to be doing this, he knew perfectly well. He was freaking scared too, because neither Mahami-sama nor braid-man had made any advances. Mahami-sama was snickering down there on her pillow, just enjoying the tense situation and the show being played before her. Braid-man had crossed his arm, waiting patiently for the blonde to leave. And that he did, just shortly after he yelled:

"I'm coming back for you, I'll have Kakashi-sensei with me!" then he gave him a last unsure look and Sasuke merely smiled softly to encourage him. The blonde disappeared through the terrace door and all fell quiet, save for the snickering of Mahami-sama.

Sasuke sighed and looked down to the floor, not at all ready for this. He was a shinobi for crying out loud but now he found himself too weak to even take care of a man with no abilities even close to a shinobi's. He was a regularly man… but with words able to charm even the heartless and eyes scorching intense, he told himself sadly and forced himself to meet the mans eyes. It was a meeting he wasn't prepared for. Braid-man's eyes were filled with lust; it was as if the man was burning up inside just waiting to ignite. Sasuke gulped and took a step back.

Braid-man let his arms fall to his side and took a step forth; ignoring the moaning girl in the corner he recently threw. Sasuke gave Sakura a fleeting glance, she was swaying between conscious and unconsciousness, but he didn't really care. Braid-man was advancing and he hadn't time to bother with her, all he needed to do was to come up with a solution. But his mind wasn't working, his body refused to move and those eyes froze him still.

"Nice meeting you again", braid-man said and smiled sweetly as if nothing had happened. Sasuke twitched but refused to answer. "I'm just disappointed that our reunion had to be under this kind of circumstances. Do you not agree? Such a sombre feeling in the room now when Sitta-chan is gone." The man took a few steps closer and Sasuke couldn't command his body to move. It was as if the man was already on top of him.

"You are back to your subtle side I see. Well, I'm not complaining, am I?" he laughed softly and pushed away his braid onto his back. "I always like that side of you better. Last night didn't go as planned since you were acting so bizarre, but it was quite wonderful when you were trashing around…", his smile broadened and Sasuke could see his teeth, those had given him a bite mark…those white teeth had nibbled his neck! "But at the same time it really frustrated me, you see. I had really looked forward", he stepped even closer, "spending the night with you but you had to destroy it. How immature of you."

Sasuke's breath was starting to become heavy. The air was so thick and it felt as if he was choking, struggling for breath. "Don't…", he gasped when braid-man was only standing an arms length away.

"I'm just wondering, I am prepared to give you anything you want… would you reconsider?"

He hasn't figured it out yet? Sasuke's eyes widened with fear. Is he going to try again? "No", Sasuke said, forcing himself to speak.

"Too bad", braid-man said and scratched his jaw. Sasuke watched as if he was enchanted by merely the simple touch of fingers against smooth skin. "So you like that, do you?" he asked and stretched out his hand for Sasuke to look. "I've always noticed that you take great notice of my hands. Is that your quirk? I can do plenty with these hands."

Sasuke tore his eyes of the man's hand and met his eyes instead. "Back off", he snarled to weak for his own preferences.

Braid-man looked taken aback but changed back to his old self in a matter of seconds. "I think not. I would like to touch you again… your skin is perfectly smooth just like I want it."

Sasuke trembled and averted his eyes, almost blushing. He hated himself. "Don't come any closer", he snarled.

Braid-man laughed and suddenly grasped Sasuke's shoulders. It was as if thousands electric shocks pierced through his body when those slender fingers touched his skin once again and Sasuke found himself panting. He couldn't breathe… what's wrong with me?

"As firm as always, daughter of a worker", he said and smirked, then bowed down whispering. "With hair loose like that gives me plenty of images to last all evening, but you know me… I won't be satisfied with that. And why are you wearing those clothes anyway? You look gorgeous in both kimono and a boy's clothes, but I prefer you stripped. Take them off", he ordered.

Suddenly Sasuke felt like laughing. Mahami-sama had abruptly stopped snickering as if she knew that Sasuke was going to tell their little secret. She knew she was in trouble and Sasuke didn't have it in his heart to spare her a thought. He pierced his captivator with glaring black eyes. "I don't know if you are ready to see what I got", he smirked.

Braid-man smirked as well. "I think I am", then he grabbed hold of Sasuke's chin, tilting it upwards. Sasuke tried not to care about how warm he was.

"You are going to be disappointed again", he said strictly. Braid-man only shook his head slowly.

"I've already touched your body once and I found nothing that could disappoint me, other than your chest being a bit flat. But otherwise", he let his pink tongue grace his own lips. "I think I'll be satisfied."

"Well then", Sasuke said and wriggled out of the man's hold. Braid-man was obviously thinking that he was going to strip. "I'll have you know that the one you last night tried to make yours and the one your accomplice Mahami-sama appointed and sold you is one fine specimen…", Sasuke smirked and thrust his hands in his pockets, "… of a boy."

Braid-man paled and Sasuke suddenly regained an inch of his previous self, feeling a bit more courageous. Before the man had any time answering he laughed hollowly. "You have been courting a boy all this time… and your partner in crime, Mahami-sama, didn't even hesitate when you offered her the money cash." Sasuke taunted while smirking, feeling oddly good to shut that mouth up for once in a while. But his glee was disrupted as quickly as it had come to.

Braid-man rushed forward, roughly pressing Sasuke up against the wall and grabbing hold of his throat, gripping hard. Sasuke gasped for air, bringing his hands up, clawing at the man's hands as hard as he could muster. Those hands he once had been so captivated with… they were still beautiful but that thought didn't linger for so long as breathing became his first most priority. Braid-man's breath was on his face, panting warmly, and Sasuke slowly opened his eyes to meet with the green ones once again. This time the eyes were not filled with only lust but with anger and repulsion. Sasuke thought that braid-man indisputably was having a hard time deciding if he still was attracted to Sasuke or not. That made the fear diminish, even though not disappearing as he suddenly felt the other hand of braid-man's trailing down his body. He gasped when he felt the fingers linger at his belly button, and he started to squirm.

"I know…", braid-man said huskily, panting with pleasure just by touching Sasuke, "… that girls your age can be rather flat. But, no girl has what men do between their legs. So tell the truth now, before I find out for myself!"

His hand travelled down even further and Sasuke shuddered, almost thinking it would be better to just lie. But Naruto's face suddenly made its way into his mind and he forced himself to endure it. "I'm no liar", he spat angrily, so offended by the fact that he couldn't fight back. He knew he should, but he couldn't cope with it… because in some way, braid-man entranced him and there was no way he could fight it.

Braid-man gritted his teeth and violently grabbed hold of Sasuke's private parts, yanking roughly, and the boy cried out in pain. Before falling to the floor he could hear braid-man's angry voice yelling. "Goddamn! You are a boy."

Sasuke saw through his eyelashes how the man staggered back, and laughed hollowly. "You are afraid of little boys, aren't you?"

That sure got the man back on his feet and Sasuke knew instantly that he had made a big mistake taunting him. Before even realizing it he found himself pushed against the wall for a second time, but now there was a body pressing and grinding against him. Just like before. His eyes widened in horror when he discovered braid-man's lips on his neck… sucking. "You underestimate both yourself and me. You are not a little boy…", he laughed and licked the length of Sasuke's neck, "… you are quite equipped. And regarding me… I don't really care what you have or don't, you are still you and it's you I want and am going to have if you just gave up struggling!" he bit down on Sasuke's collarbone and Sasuke screamed, flinging his arms to hit the man but found himself too weak.

What's bloody wrong with me? This is so wrong! Images of last night flashed before him and the unsettling worry paralyzed him completely. The man was going to take him anyway… he was going to claim him. But I'm a boy! You are a man! Sasuke was panicking on the inside. He felt so completely lost and pathetic. Braid-man was a gorgeous man really, with long black hair, pointy chin, incredibly smooth skin and a remarkable fit body, and he could have anyone he wanted. But he wanted Sasuke, he had even paid for him. He had paid for him when he was a girl and when that illusion disappeared and a boy stood before him, he still wanted him. Sasuke was freaked out.

"Our time together has to wait though", he said and caressed Sasuke's pale cheek tenderly. Sasuke suddenly found himself being placed on the floor. He stared wide-eyed while braid-man pulled Sasuke's hands behind his back and almost gasped in surprise when he felt them being tied up. Usually, getting himself out of ropes wasn't such a big deal. He had done it millions of times, mostly when Naruto had decided to play a prank on him. But now, he couldn't even remember how to do it. He bit his lips in sheer frustration and panic.

"I hate being lied to", braid-man muttered when he stood up, leaving Sasuke alone on the floor. Sasuke followed with his eyes when the man stomped over to a whimpering Mahami-sama. The woman was scared, it was clearly visible, and braid-man gloated in knowing that.

"This is mistake", she sobbed and staggered back, scratching her palms on the floor while doing so. "I didn't know he was a boy! I promi-"

"I've always considered you being dense", he said while hunching down, playing with the brushes on Mahami-sama's table as if examining them. "But, betraying me like this has to be your greatest achievement, doesn't it?" He cracked a paintbrush in two and rubbed some ink between his fingertip and thumb.

"D-don't do anything foolish now… I c-can repay you!" Mahami-sama screeched and tumbled back even further when braid-man advanced. Sasuke was unable to do anything; it was as if watching a show. It couldn't be real. This was not real. He wasn't tied up, Sakura wasn't on her stomach unconscious, Mahami-sama wasn't cornered and braid-man hadn't stabbed her with her own paintbrush. It wasn't happening, but yet… she laid there, three visible stab holes in her chest. More precise, her heart. There wasn't a distinguished gurgle soaring through the room and braid-man did not kick her side when she murmured her last words before she fell silent, unmoving and dead. It couldn't be happening! But it was.

Sasuke's breath started to hitch as he could see blood surge from the old woman's heart before it stopped abruptly. He had hated her, loathed and even thought about killing her himself. Now she was dead, however, and all he was left with was braid-man. A man who apparently didn't care for life at all. Sasuke gulped. He really wanted Naruto by his side now, he needed to see him. He was so scared and he was even ready to declare it to the world if only Naruto could get there and pull him out. He was ready to do anything! He struggled with the rope around his wrists.

Braid-man dried off his hands on Mahami-sama's kimono and stood. "Stop struggling. It won't do you any good", he snarled and sat down opposite of him, gently stroking his hair out of his face. "It's hard to understand that you are a boy, you seem so… delicate and refined. A boy your age isn't usually this quiet and sophisticated", he leaned closer, quickly tracing his tongue against Sasuke's trembling cheek, savouring the taste in his mouth before retreating. "I guess that's why I like you."

Sasuke glared angrily, not finding the words to went out his fury. "I'm the only one talking? You seemed pretty talkative yesterday. Well then, I'll ask you some simple questions before we leave." Braid-man smiled. "Are those people your partners? The blonde, pink and old man?"

Sasuke was going to refuse answering but braid-man put a hand firmly on his thigh as if forcing him 'or otherwise'. "How do you know about Kakashi?" Sasuke inquired instead of answering the question.

"That's his name? Well, I met him and I'm pretty sure that the pink girl over there was told to warn you. But you see, I'm a master of escape and this house has stacks of hidden rooms to choose. Answer my question now, are they your partners?"

"Yes they are, and they are coming back for me", Sasuke growled.

"We will be long gone by then; this won't take long at all. Where are you heading, I guess you didn't meant to stop by here?" he said with the same voice he always had had, Sasuke realized. He almost enjoyed it because it wasn't at all as his lustful voice he used when aroused. It was almost normal.

"We're heading for home", he quickly said and averted his eyes.

"Ahh, and home is?" he said and worked his hand closer to Sasuke's private parts. "Just tell me which way."

Sasuke gasped by the contact and flinched by the uncomfortable heat. "I don't know, we're lost."

Braid-man raised a brow and laughed. "Is that so? That's very convenient for me", he said and smacked the inside of Sasuke's thigh before pulling the boy to his feet. Sasuke stumbled up and almost crashed into braid-man's chest but was able to straighten himself before that happened. In a dizzy daze he felt himself being pushed and steered forward, a hand securely clasped around his tied up wrists. He swiftly glanced at Mahami-sama's dead body, almost feeling sorry for her in the innermost part of his blackened heart, even though the surface was feeling hurt and wounded. He was not a weeping boy; actually he wasn't… even though these few days had only demonstrated his frailest sides. Generally nothing got under his skin. He wasn't the mourning type of guy. That was a phase he'd grown out of a long time ago. Seeing Mahami-sama dead really didn't bring up any regret whatsoever, he just felt sick to his stomach of seeing yet another murder. He was sick of being the watcher, unable to do anything.

Sasuke cast a glance behind braid-man, who was standing rather close while watching Mahami-sama, and saw Sakura. She was still unconscious and Sasuke whinged silently to himself that she was not to trust in these kinds of situations. Too weak, he thought while giving braid-man the cold-shoulder as he caressed Sasuke's cheek.

"One who fails to earn my trust can end up in a poor shape. Your friend over there", he said and bend down to look Sasuke in the eye, "if she was to be awake, she would probably end just like Mahami-sama. So I suggest that you don't try waking her up, ne?" Braid-man smiled and patted his cheek. Sasuke frowned, knowing perfectly fine that he would not hesitate to hurt her.

"Have I earned your trust then", Sasuke said, actually meaning to sound a lot angrier than he sounded. Braid-man's touch upon his wrists, the warmth radiating from the man's excited body close to his own and the fiercest pair of absolute green eyes focused on just him did not only paralyze him from moving the way he wanted but it also silenced him. The only thing keeping him sane was thinking that Naruto was on his way. Those blue eyes.

Braid-man laughed, tugging Sasuke's submissive body along as he opened the door out to the corridor. "Of course I don't trust you one bit. But don't you think that makes it a lot more exhilarating? You'll come around." Then he looked right and left as if deciding which way to turn, Sasuke couldn't take his eyes of him. "Your friends are probably on their way. That Sitta-chan is such a weak girl and needs without a doubt to be taken care of, she will slow them down but they'll come eventually." Then he gave Sasuke a huge smile and the boy shuddered. "We'll have to hurry. Run with me."

Braid-man took off, with huge steps dashing through the corridor. With arms tied, Sasuke had a hard time keeping up, and because he really didn't want to go with him he chaotically tried to push braid-man into the wall. It didn't succeed of course and Braid-man held him put at his side while running. He had no choice…

"Stop!" Sasuke screamed, his flesh ripping because of the ropes when braid-man hauled him forward. "Let me go!" He tried to stop the crazy racing by twisting and squirming in his grip but the man heaved Sasuke on his shoulder instead. "What are you doing, you bastard?"

"I'm in a rush and I don't have time to play around. Get serious!" the man hissed vehemently. Sasuke gripped onto the man's back, sinking his nails into his shoulder-blades. Anger was boiling so furiously inside of him that it almost overexerted the fear completely. He heard how braid-man gritted his teeth in pain but said nothing.

"Let me down now!" Sasuke screamed kicking with his legs.

"Why should I?" braid-man laughed, slapped him hard on his buttock and continued to run, turning left or right leading into new corridors as he pleased. "Haven't you realized yet that I am here to take you away? Really, I thought you were at least that clever. I'm not here to please you, you are here to please me…"

Sasuke's eyes widened with horror. "I'm not! I'm not here to please anyone!" Sasuke screamed hysterically. "This has gone overboard, it's madness", he started rambling to himself. "I should be home, fighting... getting stronger! Not being some pathetic-"

"Now now…", braid-man interrupted just as he opened the door to a new room Sasuke never seen before and brought Sasuke with him as he shut the door, locking it. "If you don't keep that tight mouth of yours shut I will have to shut it up for you… or find a good use for it"

Sasuke was mercilessly dropped to the floor and he lay still on his side, arms still wrenched on his back in an uncomfortable position. His eyes were blank, staring into nothing and not at all listening to what was being said. Thoughts were whirling around in his head as if this was the first time he'd ever contemplated on anything before. Memories came back, flooding his already throbbing head. He re-lived his unhappy life, slaughter and blood being the biggest topic and if anything, hate followed. You could say that his life flashed before his very eyes. He had no idea why it came to him now. Nobody was even touching him! Braid-man was off, locking doors. And yet, there he lay… on his side, remembering things that had been put away a long time ago, keeping him from getting hurt again.

That lonely feeling came over him once more. The exact one that had haunted him from the day his parents died to the day he declared his vengeance. He would have clasped for his heart, wrenching his shirt if his hands had been free, for his it was breaking. He had trouble breathing. The shock and the grave torment from the funeral came back, torturing him once again. Just like then. Sasuke gasped for breath as he saw before him the coffins, the looks the elders gave the petit form that was him and he could once again distinguish the empty homes. The houses, yards and streets which had belonged to his clan, he felt just now… just like that day. It was as if he was back in his small shoes, clothes and form. He was weak again, torn between shedding his tears in floods, never quitting, and the duties that fell upon him right that minute. The agony of what to do crammed his senses.

"I'm so alone…", he whispered, unknowing that what he'd said wasn't only in his mind.

"I'm here", braid-man answered over his shoulder while searching for something in an inbuilt closet. Yet, his answer fell on deaf ears.

Sasuke struggled for breath when the same feeling he'd had the first school-day after the massacre surprised him. He couldn't believe he was back. Staring vaguely around the room he watched the sombre looks of teachers and the confusion written in his classmates' eyes. They announced that Sasuke, that little scared boy in the corner who before that horrible night had been one-hell-of-a fighter, had had a rough time. They didn't understand. Sasuke had known there and he knew now. An explanation doesn't mean that the receiver understands! Sasuke cried internally. They pitied him, oh how the pitied him. His family was dead but all they got to know was that something horrible had happened, but at least they showed him compassion.

Sasuke remembered how he had dropped down on his chair in the back, disregarding the looks as if they weren't important at all. He had to be strong so he told himself that they cared, that it was going to make it all better, but that he didn't need them. He refused to show them how insecure he really felt because… he had to represent his clan now and they weren't weak! But the illusion disappeared all too quickly as they all forgot. The "horrible night" in Uchiha Sasuke's life faded away from their memories and all that was left was… a lonely boy. He had no one, never had, anyone he could console in. He'd pushed them away when he tried to stand on his own feet, being independent and strong. Now he was left with nothing but an unsure future and a rising hatred in his heart.

"I didn't want to be alone…", he gasped and squeezed his eyes shut even more if it was even possible.

Braid-man stopped in his ministrations which were rinsing out the closet of unnecessary things. "I'm here", he said once again, glancing at the shaking boy on the ground… getting aroused by the pure look of a trembling body. He stopped himself going over there and having his fun, turning his attention to the closet again.

Sasuke knew he was breaking. He had come to the conclusion in his misty state of mind, in the remembrance of his childhood that he was weaker than he pictured himself to be. He had always put on a show. He had acted just as much as Naruto… he was in the play as deep as him. Sasuke hated himself for it. He had let himself to be carried away by the sadness and hatred that he had missed out on so much. When he thought about it, he hadn't had a childhood from the time when his family was annihilated. First there had been the sorrow that kept him isolated from the rest and then it had been the hate. He had started to hate everyone. Getting stronger was his first most priority and whoever stepped in his way was out to get it. When all the affection was turned to him once again, but this time on a more romantically level he couldn't help but feel sick. All he wanted was revenge! They were in his way with their petty words and love-struck eyes. He could kill them in a heartbeat! He didn't have time for weak persons pulling him down, so he pushed them away.

Sasuke twisted on the floor. He didn't want to remember because going back there was horrible. Memories were his worst enemy right now. They broke his heart… but somewhere deep inside, at the same time, some of them tried to soothe. He couldn't see them though, they were vague and few and couldn't really balance the terrible ones. Time wasn't on his side though and searching for those few warming memories was interrupted. Braid-man hoisted Sasuke on his feet, slapped him a little on his cheeks to wake him up from his reverie and kissed his forehead. Sasuke came too quickly and staggered back.

"Don't touch me!" he screamed. Braid-man only put a finger on his own lips to show Sasuke that he had to keep quiet. "No, damn you! You have no idea who I am and what I'm capable of. You should just surrender now and let Kakashi deal with you, for if I get my hands on you I will kill y-"

Braid-man laughed. "I've touched you so many times, been so close to you and even sucked your lips… why didn't you kill me then? I even had you on my shoulder, feeling your manhood rocking against my body. Why didn't you do your 'supposed' assassination then? Empty threats don't work on me."

Sasuke gulped. He knew he wasn't capable of killing him. He wasn't mentally strong enough yet and the trip back to his past weakened him even more. His body still ached so relying on it wasn't his first pick. He couldn't even think straight! One minute he relished in the heat from a person who claimed to care for him in a romantically way, and the other minute he felt sick and scared out of his mind. The person he was now couldn't be him… it had to be some sort of illusion.

Suddenly he felt braid-man's hand once again clasped around his tied up wrists. "We're going underground", he whispered passionately close to his ear. "Now they won't find us."

Before realizing it, Sasuke was pushed into the closet. Darkness engulfed him as the door shut behind them and Sasuke found himself pushed against the inner wall, his face painfully pressed against wood. Braid-man was quiet as he locked the door and bend down to lift some floorboards, revealing a trapdoor. He opened it and Sasuke could make out staircase leading down to an underground passage, swallowed in shadows. Sasuke gulped. The darkness and deepness was significantly familiar to the fall he and his travel companions had experienced when they very dramatically had said goodbye to the cliff and its companion edge. Braid-man pushed him forward to the hole in the floor and bent him down.

"Climb", he hissed.

Sasuke tried to straighten his back but a firm hold around his waist stopped him. "I refuse", he muttered.

When he stared down into nothingness two blue eyes suddenly looked back at him. Staggering back and gasping would have suited him right there if not braid-man had been touching him. Naruto, he thought and bit his lip. He had almost forgotten about the blonde boy, who he had come relatively close to in the last couple of days. Soothing memories… Naruto is a happy memory! Suddenly the impetuous lonely feeling that had overcome him just minutes ago, pulling mercilessly at the rim of his heart threatening to give way to floods of blood-filled cries, disappeared. He vanished into his mind again, re-living the few but wonderful moments he had shared with the blonde. He had been so sure about the fact that he had hated the blonde at first. They had argued so much anyway, so what was he to think? Sasuke chuckled at his own foolishness. Naruto was the only person that had stuck with him, even though Sasuke acted the way he did and did nothing else than mock the other boy. Naruto always voiced his opinion… he wasn't like the rest in their generation that would obey Sasuke's every whim. He stood against the black haired's tyranny.

Braid-man forced him to clamber down and for once he complied without any protest. He was staring off into space with a thoughtful look in his eyes, as if he wasn't really there and his body was moving without his accord. He was experiencing the times he and Naruto had fought again. He remembered how steaming mad he had been at times, how furious he had felt when the blonde ruined something and made the whole team lose and how ticked off he had been when Naruto even showed some sort of strength he shouldn't possess. Sasuke chuckled.

Braid-man didn't find it comical however, and grabbed hold of Sasuke's head, tugging and jerking at his hair. "Pay attention to what you are doing or you'll fall and break your neck!"

Sasuke glanced upwards and met the green, furious, eyes. "That'll make you sad, won't it?" he sneered and let go of his grip around the ladder, leaning back to sway in the air on his heals only. "If I break my neck I mean."

Braid-man gritted his teeth and roughly let go of his hair. Sasuke quickly grabbed for the ladder again and smirked as he continued to clamber down in the darkness. An inch of his self-esteem was coming back to him and it was thanks to a boy whom he was sure were coming for him.

He knew now, perfectly well and had almost accepted it, that he needed rescue. He was sure that if the man touched him in the same way again he would be scared shitless, if anything. Fighting back would be not only difficult but impossible. Sure, he hated himself for it but it was the truth. Braid-man had that power over him and all he could do was wait for Naruto to rescue him. On an average day; having the blonde saving him would be over his bead body but now he could do with a little bit of help. He frowned when he felt his feet connect to the hard ground. The chances of them finding him became lesser and lesser as the minutes passed and the deeper they travelled. But, Kakashi and Naruto are shinobis! That eased his heart when he leaned against the muddy wall, waiting for braid-man to clamber down. He wouldn't do so well alone in the tunnel, probably get lost.

Braid-man had shut the trapdoor and locked it, shutting out every inch of light so that all fell black. Sasuke had very good night-vision so he wasn't as affected by it as braid-man. Considering that, he knew that he had an advantage. Braid-man stood in front of him, reached out his hand to grab the boy but Sasuke dodged quickly. That earned him a hard slap when braid-man dashed forward, apparently not seeing as bad as Sasuke had thought.

"Don't be foolish", braid-man growled and pulled Sasuke to his body, wrapping his arms around him. Sasuke became rigid and fell motionless. He couldn't do anything against the strange emotional shocks braid-man inflicted on his body every time he touched him. It made him sick, as well as paralysed. Slender fingers worked their way further down his back, drawing small circles as they descended; sending chills down his spine. He gasped into braid-man's chest as the fingers sneaked under his shirt to caress his back and hipbone.

"We're alone", he whispered in Sasuke's ear, lapping his tongue out to taste the skin. "Why don't you talk to me? You know it was your voice that lead me to you… I want to hear you. Tell me a story…"

Sasuke bit down on his tongue, refusing to speak. He didn't want to satisfy the bastard even more. Suddenly, the hands on his lower back started to play furiously with the hem of his loose shorts. "I can make you speak, I can force those disgruntled pants out of you, so speak to me now", he jeered and kissed Sasuke's neck tenderly. Sasuke froze when one hand crept into his pants to clasp around his behind.

"What do you want to hear?" Sasuke grunted eventually and squirmed.

Braid-man retrieved his hand and satisfied himself with fondling Sasuke's smooth skin. "The subject doesn't matter."

"I'm not a big conversationalist", he frowned into the sweaty shirt which belonged to braid-man. The man chuckled and pressed Sasuke against the wall. The boy, thence, stiffened and tried to ignore the hard rock that was pushed against his back. Knowing that he had to buy time for Naruto he rather chose speaking as the way to do it than letting braid-man toy with him on a more passionate level. "Why don't you choose the topic?"

Braid-man groaned into his neck and Sasuke tried desperately to pay attention to the roof instead of the hard bulge in the man's pants. "Tell me; how did it feel to portrait a girl?"

Sasuke rolled his eyes almost immediately. "What was there to like about it? I got molested."

Braid-man chuckled. "Feisty I hear, but watch you tongue."

Sasuke flinched when the hands started to grope further down again. "We did it for the money, and shelter. When we had raised enough money and bought food we would leave." An unintentional moan came from the back of the man's throat and Sasuke squeezed his eyes shut. "… and well, dressing up as a girl wasn't that horrible."

"The hair, was it painful? I thought, with my passion to hair, that the hairdressing profession would suit me."

"It was excruciating…", Sasuke mumbled into the shoulder, almost scared of the answer he would receive.

"Then it would suit me, I like the pain. The dresses then… they fitted you like a glove. It wasn't easy seeing your masculinity through your façade. How…" braid-man brought one hand up to the nape of Sasuke's neck and sniffed his hair slowly. "How did it feel to be gazed upon as a girl? Did it destroy your manliness completely? A boy is always a boy and they strive for toughness, at least we did in our younger days."

Sasuke didn't like the way the conversation was heading. "It didn't matter to me", he lied. "It was a job."

"You're lying", he burrowed his face in Sasuke's neck and inhaled deeply. "I think your manliness is hurt, your pride is broken. It was degrading looking like a girl, wasn't it?"

Sasuke didn't answer and simply stood there, rigid and leaning against the wall. Braid-man was pushing against him and now and then inhaling the scent of Sasuke, content with the extreme closeness and moistly flavour at the nape of the boy's neck. Sasuke didn't want to talk anymore and he barely stabilized his voice enough to speak. A goofy grin was continually flashing before his eyes and the blue eyes were what kept him from going insane. Naruto must be on his way, he sensed it.

"Shall we take a look if your manliness is broken?" braid-man sneered and moved one of his hands further down to rub Sasuke's inner thigh. "Let's get comfortable."

That was chapter eight for you all lovely readers. Sorry for the slight delay, but life got in the way.

As for one reviewer; you may think that I have built my story on Memoires of a geisha by Arthur GoldenBut I really haven't. I've only got inspired by it. My storyline has nothing, and I repeat, nothing to do with the book apart from some descriptions concerning hair and traditional doors and rooms. The story, the dresses and of course the characters are all mine, except for Kishimoto-sama's. Please don't think that I have turned Memoires of a geisha into, as you said, naruto-ish. That is neither right for me or the readers to think. So please, don't ever believe that

Encourage me now with your opinions will ya: )

Yours truly

/Tsuki no Kitsune