Chapter 4

The bed had been neatly made a few hours ago. Now, it was left tousled with the sheets tangling the naked body laying on top. The covers kept Naruto warm as he stretched out his arms. He picked up Kiba's lighter on top of the bed stand, lighting the joint between his lips. As he watched the commercial on the TV about safe sex, he chuckled. Who said the universe didn't have a good sense of humor?

Kiba returned to his bedroom with two cans of beer in his hands. His muscles and abs were exposed, a pair of loose basketball shorts hanging off his hips. Strands of his brown curls stuck to his forehead from the sweat that remained. He pressed down the switch by the door and the ceiling fan came alive. Naruto caught the can of beer tossed over to him, his eyes wandering the muscular body in front of him.

"You plan on staying the night?" Kiba entertained himself with the sport game on the TV.

Kiba often had the house to himself. He was raised by a single father, a successful marketing director who was often away on business trips overseas. His parents divorced when he was just a kid. With his father being out of town almost every month, Kiba practically lived on his own. He did whatever he pleased with little to no repercussions.

Naruto grabbed his phone from the bed stand. He looked at the time. It was twelve am exact. As much as he wanted to stay, he didn't want to deal with his brother's lectures just as much. He decided it'd be best to get going soon. They drank their beer in comfortable silence, sharing the joint until Kiba decided to put it out. Naruto scrolled through his social media while Kiba watched the close soccer game intensely. Eventually, the opponents of Kiba's team took the win. He accepted the defeat with a strew of curses as he quickly downed the remaining of his beer.

He crushed the can in his fist and tossed it away as if he was shooting a basketball. He grinned when the can successfully fell into the bin. He then turned around and in a swift motion was hovering over Naruto. He doesn't do anything and simply stared, captivated by the beauty of the boy beneath him. He still couldn't comprehend the extent of Naruto's feminine features and how well it suited him.

Naruto felt even more naked under Kiba's intense gaze. He locked his cellphone and threw it aside, turning back and laying flatly underneath the strong body above him. He knew the meaning behind that look Kiba was giving him, like a hungry wolf ready to pounce on its prey. Naruto resented that look. It wasn't the loving gaze he strongly yearned for. It was a look of lust and nothing more.

"I should get going. Kyuubi's gonna lose his shit if I miss curfew again." He was smiling but he was serious.

"Since when you cared about your curfew?"

Kiba leaned down and pressed his lips against Naruto's in a lazy, languid kiss. Naruto's arms moved up, draping lazily over Kiba's broad shoulders, his fingers tugging at the messy curls. In a while, Kiba pulled away, sat up, and leaning back, propped his hands flat on the bed with his thick thighs straddling Naruto's waist. He closed his eyes, soothed by the fan above him until a thought suddenly crossed his mind.

"Hey, you're still on that girl pill shit right?" He knew what it was called but for the sake of asserting his masculinity, he decided to refer to it in the most demeaning way possible.

"Just call it what it is," Naruto said, rolling his eyes. "Yes, I'm still on it." He looked away.

Kiba pulled him back by the chin. "Don't be sensitive."

His hands began to aimlessly roam the soft body beneath him. When he reached Naruto's side, his fingers delicately caressed the large bruise that's there. He applied slight pressure and the skin beneath his fingers dipped in response. A hint of guilt flashed through his eyes. However, this wasn't the first time he's seen the ugly mix of black and blue covering Naruto's body.

"Tell your dickhead friends to ease up next time," Naruto said casually. "One of them nearly gave me a fucking concussion."

"They'll get over you soon."

"How soon?"

"Soon as the next freak waltz in school." Kiba chuckled, stopping when Naruto's eyes narrowed at him. "Lighten up, it's a joke."

"Wasn't that funny."

Kiba frowned. "Don't be a bitch."

Sitting up, Naruto roughly shoved Kiba with fierce eyes. "Don't call me that."

Kiba laughed tauntingly. "Then stop acting like one. Then again, that is basically what you are. A bitch."

"Fuck you." Naruto moved to get off the bed. His arm was wrenched back and strong hands pin him down. "What are you doing?"

"Prove it to me that you're not a bitch. Fight me off." Kiba laughed in his face. "You can't, can you?"

Naruto pressed his lips together tightly. He attempted to get free. He suddenly stopped and forced himself to lie still when Kiba's large hand wrapped around his neck. "Don't," he pleaded. There was no force delivered but the threat of it happening again has Naruto frightened. "Kiba, don't."

"Calm down, I'm not doing anything." Kiba pulled his hand away and if Naruto didn't know any better, he'd think Kiba actually cared. But, it's always like this. "Look, I'm sorry, alright. I guess I kinda went a bit overboard."

"You always do."

"I said, I'm sorry," Kiba said sharply. "Drop it."

Naruto's glare continued to burn a hole into Kiba. In a calm voice, he asked Kiba to get off him.

"Tell me you're not mad at me, first."

"I'm not mad at you."

Once again, Naruto found himself regretting his decision to come over. Just as he always did every time Kiba would reveal his true nature and he's left again stunned, hurt, and heartbroken.

"This turns you on, doesn't it?" The amusement laced in Kiba's tone was hurtful. Kiba knew this but he simply did not care. He wrapped his hand around Naruto's neck and pressed down on his throat, smirking when Naruto moaned in discomfort. "You like it when I treat you rough, when I talk to you like this. You get off on it, don't you? Otherwise, you wouldn't keep coming back for more."

"Stop."

Naruto shook his head to disagree with Kiba's disgusting sentiment. He wanted to scream that he kept coming back because he actually gave a damn. But his throat felt raw, sore from the sob he held in and the hand pressing down on it.

Kiba sighed and his hand fell from Naruto's neck to slowly trace down Naruto's chest. "Why do you keep coming back, hm? Why do you put up with me?"

Naruto doesn't say anything, just like last time. Last time, he also convinced himself it would be the last time. He wouldn't allow himself to be mistreated and talked to in any kind of way. Yet, here he was again, once again stuck in the same predicament. But then again, there was a good side to all of this. At least, the sex was good, especially when Naruto was high and drunk. It made it easier to forget how fucked up everything really was. It was a nice distraction. Unfortunately, he's able to only escape reality for a moment before Kiba dragged him back to reality. But he's okay with the short moment of escape he gets and perhaps, that's why he kept coming back.

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Kyuubi sat on the sofa fighting sleep. Looking over at the clock high on the wall, he groaned seeing that it was almost a quarter past two in the morning. If this wasn't a frequent thing for Naruto, he would have called the police by now. His son was tucked in bed, soundly asleep in his power rangers pajamas. Kyuubi cleared his mind that began to fill with concerning thoughts regarding his younger brother's whereabouts. He turned to the front door at the sound of keys. Naruto strode inside in one piece and Kyuubi's yet again thankful to find him unharmed.

"Where have you been?" His weary voice was barely above a whisper.

Naruto kicked off his shoes and hung up his jacket. He moved to go to his room when his brother blocked him. "Can we do this tomorrow? I'm really not in the mood."

Kyuubi swiftly snatched the expensive headphones he had purchased for Naruto for his recent 16th birthday. He quickly took the cellphone hanging out Naruto's front pocket, quickly stepping back when Naruto tried to get the items back.

"What the fuck is your problem?" Naruto shouted. "Give them back to me."

"No," Kyuubi replied sternly. "It was my money that bought them for you, remember?"

Naruto's body went stiff with anger. "Give them back." He gritted his teeth.

"You need to start showing me some respect, Naruto. Start looking at me and acknowledging me when I'm talking to you and then maybe you'll get your stuff back."

Naruto groaned tiredly. "Fuck this." Honestly, it was way too late for this bullshit.

"This can't continue, Naruto. I'm really starting to get sick of your attitude."

"You're not mom or dad!" Naruto countered heatedly. "And it was their money that bought me those things, not yours. You're so fucking delusional."

"I know I haven't been the best brother to you. I don't know how many times I have to apologize for it but, I've changed, and you need to start seeing that." Kyuubi trailed after Naruto who stormed away from him. "From now on, you're not staying out past midnight. You're going to babysit Jay when I tell you…"

Naruto tried to slam his bedroom door shut but was stopped by Kyuubi's foot in the doorway. He groaned in frustration as he slumped over his large bed.

"And you're going to stop getting into fights at school. It's not fair for Granny Chiyo to always watch Jay whenever you decide to be in one of your moods."

Naruto stood up abruptly. "I'm not his father!"

Kyuubi ignored the uneasiness he suddenly felt. "I get it that you're a teenager and…."

Naruto rolled his eyes.

"Is this rebellious behavior because of Sasuke?"

Naruto scoffed. "You don't know anything."

"How can I when you don't fucking communicate with me?"

"Get the fuck out of my room!" Naruto screamed, stepping into his brother's face. "How's that for communication?"

Kyuubi's arm swiftly moved forward. The slap was loud enough to be heard through the entire apartment. Naruto held his stinging cheek as he stared at his brother in absolute shock. Never in his life had Kyuubi struck him before.

"I have sacrificed so much for you, Naruto, you have no idea. This good life you are living is because of me and the terrible shit I had to go through to get us where we are now. I've let many things slide because I know you're a teenager and you're trying to figure out your own shit. But, don't you ever talk to me like that again."

Naruto had to admit Kyuubi almost appeared intimidating. Almost. "So much for changing. You're not fooling anyone." He made sure to bump his brother's shoulder as he walked out of his room.

Kyuubi released the breath he was holding. He doesn't know what else to do to get through to his brother. It's too much at this point. Times like this he wished his parents were still alive. They would've known the best way to deal with Naruto, how to get through to him.

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The next day, Naruto laid his head over the hard surface of the classroom desk. His eyelids were heavy with sleep. Last night's fight with Kyuubi left him tossing and turning throughout the night. The teacher for the English class was late. The assistant principle of the department had waltzed in and informed the students to remain in their seats and patiently wait for their instructor who was stuck in traffic.

As soon as the woman had left, a few students eagerly grabbed their belongings and left the room, deciding to use the opportunity to skip the boring class. Naruto wished he would've followed them. The noisy students made it impossible for him to get any sleep. The hard desk didn't help much either. Deeming the act impossible, Naruto sat up and instinctively reached for his cellphone. He clicked his tongue when his hand came back empty.

He forgot his daring brother had decided to play parent and take away his cellphone. He was about to put his head back down when a loud shriek has his eyes flicking over to the other side of the classroom. Naruto was never bothered with classroom affairs. If you asked him to name at least five students in his class, he would only be able to name one and that was because he was usually screaming it in pleasure or anger. He didn't even know the name of the teacher for the class and he's had her for the past two years.

The erratic yell of a female student was quickly silenced by a dominant male voice. Naruto turned to find none other than his favorite trio of boys harassing a student. The boy was slightly overweight. Wide, bold, rim glasses sat over his chubby face. One of the boys, the one Naruto particularly hated the most went on to remove the defenseless boy's glasses and wear it instead. The asshole goes on to disgustingly mock the boy's weight and Naruto suddenly realized he had some pent up frustration from last night and this was the perfect opportunity for him to get some release.

Naruto strode across the room. His presence was shocking and all eyes are instantly on him. He puts on a brave face. "Give him back his glasses."

The boy with long hair who Naruto vaguely remembered Kiba once refer to as Deji or something like that looked at Naruto with daring eyes.

"What are you gonna do if I don't? Yesterday's kick to the head wasn't enough for you, freak?"

Naruto was never the type to wish death on anyone but right now, he was ready to look up and ask for lighting to strike down.

"Neji, leave him alone," Kiba said from his seat in the back.

Naruto found Kiba's secret attempt to protect him hysterical. He chuckled which didn't exactly sit well with the irritated teen before him. Neji, so that was his name.

"Why are you still here?" Neji stepped towards him with his fists clenched. "Get lost."

Naruto smiled challengingly. "Why don't you make me?" He allowed his eyes to be maintained by Neji's angered ones for a moment before he turned away and focused them on the victim fearfully staring back at him.

"Get up, let's go." Naruto grabbed him by the hand, pulled him up to stand. He tried to leave and Neji was quick to block him.

"You got guts, freak. I'll give you that." Neji was laughing but his demeanor remained threatening.

The students behind Naruto stomachs were in knots as they watched on.

Seeing as Neji won't back down so easily, Naruto lightly shoved away the chubby boy to get him out of harm's way. In the corner of his eye, he sees a girl rush over and hug him. He is almost certain they were related.

"You're a waste of space," Neji said, disgust trailing in his voice. "You're not normal, you fucking freak."

"You know, I bet you secretly like me. I bet you get all hot and bothered when you fantasize about me at night."

A hard shove has Naruto crashing through the set of empty desks stacked behind him in the back of the classroom. The loud noise has the class alerted and they murmur amongst themselves with fear that Naruto was seriously injured. They began to move away from the chaotic scene. Naruto was lucky as none of the heavy desks collide with his head but instead scatter around him in messy piles.

Neji kicked away one of the desks that sheltered Naruto from him. "You fucking bitch." His leg swiftly kicked Naruto's already bruised stomach.

The students watched on pitifully, each of them too afraid to intervene and be dubbed the next target. One student although had enough sense to run out of the classroom and seek some help.

Naruto groaned loudly when a particularly hard kick was delivered to his chest. In his head, the scenario had played out entirely different. He was supposed to be the hero who saved the day, not a pummeled mess that even the victim he tried to save now pitied. Neji was relentless and kept going. Even as Naruto started to spit out blood, his kicks continued, attacking any open space he found with each kick getting harder and harder.

"Stop!" a voice pleaded.

Naruto couldn't take it anymore. He lost his pride and grabbed a hold of Neji's leg to stop the violent attack on his body. That only seemed to anger his attacker who used his other leg to stomp down hard on Naruto's arm. Naruto shut his eyes tight from the pain. He wondered if it would've hurt less if he hadn't already suffered a beating the day before. Just as Naruto was sure the students in his class would really just stand by while he was beaten to a pulp, the ruthless kicks suddenly stopped. The voice was faint but he's sure it was Kiba. The voices are yelling back and forth and he wished he knew what they were saying.

He doesn't know where the strength came from but, he managed to pull himself off the ground. Blood leaked from his nose or lips he wasn't sure. Grabbing a hold of one of the tables around him, he stood up and was faced with his attacker once more. He forced a smile.

"If you're satisfied, can you leave him alone now?" His breathing was heavy. Naruto stretched out his hand and waited patiently.

Neji watched him with hateful eyes. He's still upset. The glasses he had stolen from the student was removed from his pocket by Kiba and thrown to the ground.

Naruto gave Kiba a quick glance before he bent down and grabbed the glasses. He groaned out loudly from the intense pain that ignited through his body. He winced as he walked over to the student who was huddled away with the rest of the class. The chubby boy slowly retrieved his glasses and Naruto advised him to sit in the empty seat in front of him starting tomorrow.

With slow movements, Naruto limped out of the class and he's met outside by his infamous teacher. And if Naruto had the strength, he would've laughed at the look on the teacher's face.

"Guess, I don't know when to call it quits."

The teacher doesn't miss the trace of sadness within those words. He watched the student cling onto the lockers of the hall for support as he limped to who knows where.

"Outside Mr. Hyuuga. Now!" The students scurried over to their seats at the teacher's voice.

"For what?" Neji argued. "I didn't even do anything. He's the one who fucking started with me."

"Now, Mr. Hyuuga, or would you rather an automatic suspension?" The teacher kept his stern gaze on the teen until he stood up and walked down to meet him in the front of the class. "Wait outside," he said sternly to the smirking teen.

Neji looked past the teacher to the male student that had ran out to seek help. "You better hope I don't see you after school."

"What was that, Mr. Hyuuga?"

"Just messing around." Neji grinned, strolling out of the class.

The young teacher turned to the student who stared back at him helplessly. The teacher assured him of his safety before he instructed the student to take his seat. He then sternly instructed the rest of the students to sit quietly and wait for their instructor to arrive. He walked outside to deal with the infamous Neji Hyuuga, the student all teachers either hated or were scared of. It didn't matter if the school prided itself on never turning their back on a troubled student, they were willing to make an exception with Neji.

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How many of us have met a Neji in real life and wanted nothing more than to punch them in their face? Ughh... I can't believe people like this actually exist. Bullying is never okay. And don't even get me started on Kiba... Boy!