hehe...first worknight here, and maybe a nice juicy bit of LeeNeji. I'll see how it comes out.

Thankees to the reviewees and to Arie Date.

LUV YA ALL!

°shifts from foot to foot° °sighs° no, Naruto does not belong to me...

randomness: I'm listening to Lordi. They rock. Go troll costumes! Oh, now it's Subway to Sally. Oh well, they rock too. Go Middle Ages costumes! And leather!

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Whore Street

Well, at least it wasn't raining. Naruto squinted up the street to see whether there was a new car coming in somewhere. He didn't like all the bright lights, and the puddles still lay on the ground. He'd already soaked his trainers, which he'd actually managed to get dry after this afternoon.

Yeah, after Sasuke went crazy on Green-Eyes. Teme.

Naruto tossed the thought away. Focus! A lost customer is a lost five cel! As he walked to a free car -- sleek and black, one of those new models -- , he wondered a bit what he actually needed these five cel for. Hell, yeah, there were whores who saved religiously to get apartments and safe, normal lives and fucking shit like that. Naruto wasn't one of those. He liked the idea of Kiba and Shino's lifestyle much more.

But whoring was...well, it was pretty much his life. He didn't remember much of what came before Slum Street, and he was so used to it that he didn't really mind it anymore. Usually.

He leaned over the car window, and it rolled down slowly. "Hey. Would you like some company?"

A cold, soft voice said, "How much?"

Naruto resisted the urge to roll his eyes. "As much as it is everywhere on the Street. Three for a fuck, two for a blowjob, and three for each kink."

"Get in."

Naruto complied, scanning the car surreptitiously. He hadn't been in one of these new models yet. Looked pretty cool. Everything was black except for the glowing control thingies and the green digits of the clock (12:13), and it reminded him a bit of Sasuke. Yeah, Sasuke, that bitchy teme who couldn't drop a subject to save his li -- Naruto returned his mind to work.

"Do you want to go somewhere or stay in the car? There's a parking lot past the Arcade."

The revving of the engine was the only answer, and Naruto resisted rolling his eyes once more. What was supposed to be sexy about a growling car? He glanced at the customer, though it was hard to make out any details in the dark car. The dude seemed tallish, and slender; and that was about all the blonde could see.

Whore Street went by in a hectic blur of lights and expectant figures at the curb, and then they were passing by the Arcade. The dude turned right three houses after the long, low building, onto the bustling parking lot.

The lot had been put there by the City years ago. It never got cleaned up, and Naruto was sure that there were still used condoms from the last decade lying somewhere under the thin layer of gravel. It was deserted during the daytime, but at night it filled up with customers and their rentboys and -girls.

The customer stopped the car and turned the engine off. Naruto took this as his cue. "What do you want, then?"

There was no spoken answer, but Naruto got a reply soon enough. This time he didn't hesitate to roll his eyes. For the customer to have seen him, he would have needed eyes at a very weird place, so the blonde didn't care. He managed to shift so that he had a bit more leverage. Ignoring the stick shift -- this was a new model? The fuck was a stick shift doing in here? Was this a new style, like a revival? If it was, then Naruto's ribs were in for a lot of abuse -- prodding his side, he got to work.

The dude soon let go of his hair and got him to straddle his lap. Naruto mentally added up the cel he'd get from this as he undressed. Did the stick shift count as a kink? He stifled a chuckle and got out a condom and lube.

The dude was panting heavily by now, and Naruto took pity on him, slipping the condom over and quickly doing the lube thing before sitting down. As usual -- this got another eye roll from the blonde -- , the client groaned. How charming. Naruto moved his hips teasingly.

"Fuck..."

"Yeah, that's what we're doing," Naruto muttered under his breath.

The kid quickened his pace a bit, and the customer gripped his hips hard, forcing him to do it rougher and take him in deeper. Naruto bit back a hiss of pain when the hands descended exactly on the bruises he had from the last night.

The customer's hands suddenly held him in place, keeping him from moving. Naruto frowned. "Wha -- "

The dude didn't give Naruto time to finish his question, lifting him off of himself easily and pushing him down into the passenger seat. This time Naruto bit back a laugh. God, make it complicated why don't you...He watched as the dude paused, probably adjusting the condom, before sliding back into him.

But when the client started moving again, all thoughts of mirth fled and hid. Naruto cried out sharply as pain ripped through him. What -- it felt like little hooks, tearing into him. The dude must've -- he whimpered at the next movement -- put something on himself when he'd paused in the dark.

"He...you like that, don't you?" The cold voice whispered breathlessly.

He forced himself to stay calm, to not struggle. Struggling only made guys like these worse. Shit! Why was it always him? Had he angered someone up there?

He gasped in pain as another thrust came, and realized that this was going to take a long time.

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well...yeah. LeeNeji is most definitely next chappie, I'm not shittin' you. It's comin' up in a bit...

oh, and before anyone asks, a cel is worth about five euro - so like, six or seven dollars(?). Thus it's not as cheap as it sounds.

well, go on. CLICK.