A/N: Hehe.. we'll here I am, back for another round! Welcome to my uh..-counts on fingers- 5th fanfiction peice ever! My first Naruto one though. n.n First off I will say that this is a SHOUNEN-AI/YAOI fic, meaning there is boy x boy love involved. If this bothers you or anything in that manner, please don't flame me.. I did warn you. Second bit of information is that this is a bit OC from the anime SL and settings, yes my friends..Gaara's a nice guy after all. Last, I despise Sakura with every last inch of my being.. so there may be some bashing in later chapters. Sorry! Well anyway.. flames will be used to cook my dinner so..give it your best shot. xx; I know I'm a sucky writer.. well here it is guys. Enjoy.

Disclaimer: Do I look rich? Ppht. Yeah, didn't think so. Naruto dosen't belong to me.

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Handle With Care

Anime: Naruto

Chapter 1: Twisted Desire

Author: Morbid Dreamer

Rating: M( MA possibly later x3)

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Uzumaki Naruto woke up to the faint pitter-patter of rain as it fell against his rooftop. Blue eyes gradually opened, adjusting themselves to the lighting of the room momentarily before he pushed himself out of the comfort of his bed. A drowsy yawn escaped his throat as he walked towards the window, pushing back his curtains to let the dim-grey light outside fill the darkness in the room. A hand came up, ruffling the back of his already unruly hair,thinking as he silently watched the people below. A mother hurried two excited children into the safety of a building, a man checked his watch as he hurried down the street, briefcase in hand. It was a typical scene for a city..an everyday occurance..and yet when he gave it deep thought it always tended to make him...mad? Jealous? Hell if he knew what it was..it was just a thing he didn't seem to like,no matter how many times he saw it. Well.. he really didn't like people, so one could guess his thoughts were understandible. Sighing heavily, he turned away from the window scene to the open air of his empty apartment, taking it all in before he began the daily task of preparing himself for the day ahead.

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Finishing off his routine morning cup of ramen, he tossed it casually into a nearby trashcan as he walked up the steps towards the school. It was the beginning of a new year, his final year to be exact, and despite he'd rather burn the fucking place down than step in there again, he swallowed it down for now. Walking in, those curious blue eyes scanned all the faces that were about, some he knew..some he didn't...and others he probably could have lived longer never seeing again. Fighting the heavy urge to turn and walk away from there, he shoved his hands down into the orange jacket drapped over his shoulders and proceeded on down the hallway. Not many people acknoweldged his presence, but those who did didn't seem to approve of it. Not a friendly word was uttered his way, not even a friendly look, just a few scowls and whispers here and there, nothing he hadn't been through before. His eyes focused on the schedule slip infront of him, his mind determined not to loose his temper..not this early in the year at least. He glanced up occasionally, checking room numbers posted over doorways as he passed until he arrived at the one designated for him.

Warding eyes followed the boy as he walked in making his way over to sit down in a seat near the back, a few of the girls moving away from him, deeming him 'too close' to their personal space for their comfort. He shot that group of girls a rather icy glare before he laid his head down upon the cool wood on the top of his desk, shoving his books to the side as he closed his eyes, attempting not to care that so many eyes were sat upon him. His akward moment of silence didn't last long however as a the pitter of approaching footsteps followed by a familar voice rang through his ears, immediately shifting his thoughts.

" Naruto-kun?", Hyuuga Hinata, his dearest friend, stood before him, her lavender eyes gleaming and the first smile he'd seen directed towards him plastered onto her features. He couldn't help but to smile at her.. no matter how bad he was feeling, he'd always offer a smile to this girl. She was the only one he thought he could truly smile at, anyway.

"Ohayo, Hinata-chan", he said through a grin, scooting over slightly so she could sit into the seat next to him if she so well pleased. She nodded her head to him in gratitude and took the seat offered for her, shifting and adjusting until she made herself quite comfortable. Satisfied, she turned her attention back to her blonde-haired friend.

"I'm happy that you decided to come back to this school again this year..I was worried you would leave and not tell me...I thought you might have..", she trailed off from the rest of her sentence, her eyes glossing over wiith hints of sadness at just the thought of him leaving her alone. Naruto blinked, his head cocking to the side slightly as he took in all her facial expressions before he smiled softly, raising a hand to place upon her shoulder in a sense of reasurrance.

"You really think I'd do that to you? Oh how little faith you have in me! I'm hurt, Hinata..",a teasing pout was placed on his lips as he jokingly gave the girl a light shove. The frown she had faded almost as quickly as it had come, her aura all together brightening at his contact it would seem. She let out a light giggle, her cheeks flushing the lightest tint of pink as Naruto laid his head upon her shoulder, looking up at her with those brilliant blue eyes, that puppy-dog pout still running jokingly across his lips. This was a side of him that honestly was a rare sight. A burst of laughter caught both of their attention as the final member of their three-person table came up to the pair.

" Oy, Naruto-baka, you keep making those faces like that and one of those days its going to get stuck that way. And then where would you be? Hm?" , the quirky red head stated, slinging his bag atop the table before he too sat down in the open seat next to Naruto. The blonde turned to him, his pout changing to a look of aggrivation as he stuck his tounge out at the newcomer before flashing a half-smile.

"Do you always have to pick on me, Gaara-kun?", another cocky smirk played on his face as he folded his arms across his chest, his weight shifting to make himself comfortable by leaning against the back of his chair. He ran a finger across the base of the unusual amount of eyeliner he wore, making sure it was all nice and even before he turned his attention back to Naruto. Gaara was weird like that.

" Hey if I didn't then who would, huh? Someone has to keep you guys in line. Anyway..you seem unusually happy for this to be the first day of school. You sick again or something?" Naruto chuckled at his comment, shaking his head in response.

" No no, nothing like that. Like you said though, it is the first day, so might as well start it off right." Garaa blinked at his response before shrugging it off as he tended to do. His eyes wandered from Naruto, to Hinata, to something that seemed to catch his interest atop of Naruto's pile of books. Picking up the item of interest, a folder, he flipped it open and began to scan across the pages of information held within. Alot of mandatory school documents, nothing important..not to him anyway.

" Well if you're all serious about 'starting things right', then you may want to turn that in. ", he bluntly stated, tossing the folder of student registration forms back to Naruto then pointing towards the instructor desk positioned at the front of the room," You might want to go put that with the rest of the student shit, you know how pissed Iruka-sensei gets if he has to wait on us to do anything..and since this our last year, I'm sure he'll be extra pissy for a while."

"Hai..guess thats true. Arigatou." Naruto said, rubbing a hand across his cheek as he thought, fingers grazing over the almost whisker-like scars a few times before he stood up. He would swear sometimes if it wasn't for Hinata and Gaara looking out for him that his head would fall off his shoulders. Carefully walking past Hinata's chair, he began to walk down the stair-like bases that all the desks sat on, opening the folder himself now as he checked through the information one last time before he would turn it in. He didn't notice the whispers that were rising as he approached, the foot that was stuck out to harm him, until it was all too late. Catching the side of his shoe with another's, he fell. His arm slung out instinctively infront of him in hope to catch himself, but it proved to be in vain as the feeling of slick tile flooring came into hard contact with the right side of his face, his body crashing to follow soon after. He laid there momentarily, his eyes focusing back from the white that the hard blow had caused in his vision, his senses also re-aligning to catch the roar of laughter that now flowed about the class room. Wincing, he pushed himself up, Hinata frantically coming to his side to aid him, questioning his well being.

" You're a tad clumsy today. You should watch yourself, dobe. " a low, devious voice to his left stated, lightly taping the foot that had tripped the blonde up and down in his clearing view as he scooped up the folder that had been dropped. Uchiha Sasuke. His tormenter from well.. as far back as he remembered stared down in sheer amusement, blue, almost black orbs gleaming with the arrorgance and self-pride he held over the boy before he redirected his attention to the folder in his hand. " Hm.. well lets see what you've got for me today." His fingers laced through the information, glancing over it briefly before he would crumple it up and throw it across the room.

"Hey!" Naruto snapped, lightly pushing Hinata to his side before he ran foward at Sasuke, taking a fistfull of his collar in one hand and pulling his folder away with the other. " What the fuck do you think you are doing!", he barked, eyes flaring in a pulse of rage towards the taller boy. Sasuke smirked, calmly standing to his feet and gaining at least a foot over Naruto's height which pretty much dimished the placed threat. Almost in a flash and with little to no effort, Sasuke grabbed Naruto's wrist, twisting it around to harshly be pinned against his back as the blonde again met the floor with his face, his body being held in position with the weight Sasuke had put upon his back with his knee placement.

" Careful, dobe. You wouldn't want me to add another scar to your fucked up face, would you?", he grinned, seeming to find some sort of sick pleasure from the situation, a look of control glossing his eyes over as he ran a finger across one of the facial scars on his 'captive'. He twisted Naruto's hand further behind his back, causing the boy to reluctantly let out a cry, the feeling of pressure on his bones growing tight and quite painful for anyone to stand. Naruto watched out of the corner of his eye as a few of Sasuke's 'friends' grabbed the folder finishing Sasuke's intentions, shredding papers and throwing it around the room like confetti used for a party. Some fucking party this turned out to be. After what seemed to be an eternity, the pressure on Naruto's arm was released as Sasuke was slung backwards into a desk of flustered females, the red-haired savior glaring daggers in his direction as he stood in the space between the two boys.

" How about I fuck your face up so you can have some nice scars too?" Gaara spat angerly at Sasuke, who was getting back on his feet with the help of the females he had not-too-kindly crashed into. The two remained there in the hush that had fallen over the class, Sasuke of course breaking it as a low chuckle emerged from his throat a hand running back through his raven locks before he walked foward, back towards the boy who had ruined his fun.

" You really want to start something with me, freak?"

"Only if you're willing to finish it, pretty boy." Another laugh. Gaara's hands clentched, turning his knuckles white as his eyes narrowed in a deadly stare towards Sasuke. He was really crawling under his skin.

"G-Gaara..! Stop. " , Gaara blinked, snapping back to a calm reality as he looked to the hand tugging at his sleeve then to its blonde haired owner who was wiping away at a small trace of blood on his lower lip. "Just..stop. He's not worth it, just let it go.." Gaara blinked, a bit confused before he turned back to the boy infront of him. Sasuke watched Naruto momentarily, a look of amused interest reforming his expression as his arms folding across his chest, his body leaning on the side of a nearby desk for support.

"Yeah you better listen to him, freak. You'll just have to survive the humiliation of an ass-kicking if you don't. "

" What did you say!"

"Gentlemen, is there some sort of problem here?" , all attention in the room turned immediately converted, their teacher finally making his presence known. A few of the students scattered from the ring that had formed around the scene, frantically scampering back to their assigned chairs as the teacher calmly walked in, eyes scanning over the entirity of the classroom before they rested on the four remaining bodies in the aisle of the desks.

"Heh.. no problem at all sensei, I was just helping Uzumaki here with a few questions he had. Thats all. ", a few of Sasuke's friends chuckled and mumbled as he took his seat as well. Iruka eyed him unsurely before he turned his attention back to Naruto..who anyone could see wasn't in the best of his well-being at this point. It wasn't uncommon though.. Naruto was one of the few pupils he had that would actually suprise him if he didn't come to class with some sort of fresh wound to his body.

" Uzumaki? Is this true?", he questioned bluntly, obviously playing Sasuke's comment to see if truth was to it or not. There was a silence between teacher and pupil for a moment, Naruto's eyes scanning the floor in thought, almost as if he was looking for the answer to be printed there for him to read.

" Hai.. hai, Iruka-sensei. Everything's...fine.." his eyes never met with Iruka's as he spoke, he merely turned away and headed back to his little corner of sanctuary in the room, Gaara and Hinata murmuring their apologies as well before following. Sasuke watched Naruto closely, lightly tapping his arm to gain his attention as he passed by his seat.

"We'll finish our little talk later ne, Uzumaki?", dark intentions were well hidden behind a friendly smile as the raven haired boy left his conversation at that,resuming his usual social 'roles' in class as he turned to a few nearby girls, immediately causing them to explode in a fit of giggles and other flirty noises. Naruto watched him, eyes narrowing as a look of resentment burned in his pupils before he quietly sat back down. Iruka frowned in disapproval of Naruto's response, but he didn't push it any further. Gathering up his teaching materials, he proceeded to begin class as if nothing had happened. Naruto sighed heavily, his head lowering to rest against the desk

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Lockers slammed and feet shuffled as the final bell for school let students retreat back to their homes for the night. All but one, that is. Uzumaki Naruto leaned against the locker room door which lead out to those crowded halls, his eyes scanning the semi-dark room blankly as he listened to the rampage that was literally feet from him. He didn't want to face them, not after the humiliation this morning , so he would hide away. He would stay here until they cleared out and he could calmly and safely make it home. Noone ever came in here after school, unless they absolutely needed to. He felt he was secure for a time. He cursed at himself for being this way, for being such a damn coward, but it was what he was told all his life.. so it was what he had grown to believe. He believed that everything that happened to him..he deserved, so why fight it?Why care? He stared up at the rafters of the ceiling, frowning slightly as he slid down the door to the cold concrete floor. His knees were drawn to his body, his arms drooping lazily across his legs as his head rested against the top of them. Eyes closing again, his mind began to wander away from reality like it tended to do so often.

"..what's the matter, dobe? Why are you in here all alone?", the voice seemed to come so suddenly, come out of nowhere, and quite frankly..it scared the shit out of the dazed blonde boy. His eyes snapped open, his body jerking back only to hit against the metal door behind him. Ridding himself of his current frantic state of mind, his eyes focused on the cold smirk placed on the raven haired boy kneeling infront of him which after reality hit him instantly turned his look of shock to one of a burning hatred.

"Uchiha what the fuck is your problem!", he barked angerily, pushing himself to stand and face him, his hands instinctively balling into fists as a chuckle escaped the taller boy as he stood as well.

"Problem? Why, what do you mean?", his head quirked to one side almost..innocently? Ppht. Like hell. Naruto scowled darkly, shoving past him to get away, the last thing he wanted was another round with this cocky bastard..but apparently Sasuke had other plans. He winced as taller boy grabbed his shoulder, spinning him back infront of him to hit against the wall this time. Before he could protest Sasuke had pressed his hard body against the smaller boy, preventing his escape. Naruto bit his lip as he squirmed under this new pressure, fearful and down-right disturbed that he was this close to another body,a male body, and Sasuke of all fucking people.

" You're lonely..aren't you Uzumaki?", Sasuke murmured, a breathy laugh warming the cool surface of his neck as he spoke. Naruto shuddered as he felt a hand rub against his thigh gradually moving to cup against the side of his face. His heart raced as he looked up into the lustful gaze of his rival, his head screaming for him to push away..but his body doing nothing to comply. He swallowed hard, his mouth finally opening to speak but that too was cut short as taller boy's lips crashed against his own, his body pressing closer as he claimed him in a hungry kiss. His eyes widened, his head now immediately taking control of all body functions as he pushed the body away from the best he could, his head jerking to the side as he tried to hide the obvious flush to his cheeks in the shadow of the room.

" What the fuck do you think you're doing! Get off of me..!" his reply was another slam to his spine into the hard concrete wall, Sasuke's hands wrapped around his arms so tightly that he was sure if he squeezed any harder, they would break.

"Don't resist me.", he spat coldly, his dark blue eyes glowering down at Naruto, showing no compassion or emotion in them. Naruto winced as Sasuke took a fistful of blonde hair, jerking his head back to claim his mouth once more in a heated kiss. Sasuke's other hand had trailed down Naruto's spine to grasp at his hips again, causing the boy to shiver a little under his caress. Naruto's mind raced, his hear pounded, he wanted to scream. Run. Beg. He wanted to do anything.. but everytime he showed even the slightest resistment, the stronger boy's actions would become more aggressive, more dominant. When the need for air arrived, Sasuke broke away from his mouth, panting for a moment before he began to plant kisses down Naruto's throat, hands wandering freely across the his body now.

"U-uchiha..onegai.. stop..", his raspy voice chocked out before swallowing hard, fhis body tensing up as he fought back the moans threatening to emerge in the back of his throat. Why was he doing this..? Sasuke hated him, everything that made him who he was.. and yet here the two were, bodies interlocked in a lustful act of sin. It wasn't right..

"..You want this."

"No..! No.. I don't.. I.. stop.."

" You're the only thing I've never been able to get..", he began, still raining soft kisses against his neck and cheeks,".. the only thing I've wanted..and not been able to have..and it's not going to happen."What is he talking about! Why is he..oh Kami-sama.. Thoughts pulsed through his mind for hours, days it seemed before he regained any sane state of mind and the ability to speak.

"No..just..just.. let me go..", Sasuke ignored the despiration behind those pleas, his head raising to glance over the boy's trembling form, humgry hands trailing up from the grasp on his hips to take a handful of his shirt, pulling at it until the cloth gave and ripped away from pale skin. Sasuke had been so prepared to take advantage of him, to make him submit to his whim, hell, he had been prepared to do whatever it took to satisfy that damn ego of his.. but Sasuke hadn't been prepared to see what this boy had hidden so well under that clothing. Scars. Literally, Naruto was covered in deep penetrating gashes, some healed..some healing..some looking unusually fresh. His eyes widened, his forceful grip on Naruto loosening enough to allow him to realize his palms were covered in a light film of a crimson substance as well. It had..seeped through his sleeve? What the hell is this..? He swallowed hard his eyes focused hard on his palms for a few minutes before he summoned up the courage..or rather the nerve to look at Naruto's face. His body was slumped to one side indirectly, his head tilted as it hung in that direction as well. He wasn't sobbing, though it would seem it should as tears streamed down his flushed cheeks. No noise, no struggle, it was almost as if he had no soul, no will to do anything for himself. Realizations hitting him, Sasuke immediately withdrew from the boy several feet, the released pressure causing him to collapse to the ground in a lifeless manner. Deep blue eyes watched this broken figure for a few moments in a state of confusion and shock, filing through all the emotions pacing through his body before it all decided to land on an instinct. Run. And he did. He ran as fast as he could out of that dark room, his heart and mind racing almost at the same pace as he left that tattered figure to lay on that floor, alone.

He remembered finally sobbing aloud, finally giving into the shame he felt inside of him after he came to the dazed realization that he had been left alone again. He felt the stinging sensations in his upper body protest to every movement he attempted to make, every shift to push himself back up off the floor. So he didn't move..what would it matter? He deserved to be hurt.. he deserved the pain that coarsed through his body..he deserved it all. His eyes closed as a solem breath escaped his parched lips, his mind trailing through the physical and mental pain before it all drifted off. The last thing he remembered was rain. The sound of rain that had awoken him this morning now lulled him back into a peaceful state of slumber, once more allowing him to escape the reality he so despised.

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A/N: Whew.. not where I wanted to leave off but it will do. x.x;; Is it horrible? Did you hate it?Forgive me! Well..I guess theres not much else tosay. Sorry for the cliffhanger andIshall update soon,I promise! Toodles!

-Morbid Dreamer