Warning: Yaoi, Violence, Language… Disturbing concepts? There will be mentions of Kaka/Sasu and Oro/Sasu be warned it might disturb you, but no lemons because Oro/Sasu nauseates me.

I don't own Naruto.

This chapter is in Sasuke's point of view, a really long flashback, a 'what really happened' chapter if you will. No research was done for this chapter either and I don't really know a lot about fancy private schools so the details might be off, I'm sort of winging it.

I apologize for the last chapter, it was made of suck, I truly have no idea what was wrong with me. I hope this one's better. This story isn't a lot like I first envisioned it to be, I had to change the synopsis blurb thingy, so it more describes the tone of the story now and isn't so misleading. (Don't hate me! – Runs off sobbing)

Helping People

It's So Much Harder When They're Cranky

As they were leaving the building Naruto saw a man walking down the hallway toward them. The pasty man had long black hair, yellow eyes and a smarmy expression, being tremendously creepy even though he was wearing a fancy suit and tie, Naruto felt his cop senses tingling. He had not released Sasuke's hand, so he immediately felt the ghost stop dead in his tracks just before he let out a blood curdling shriek.

"No, No, No…" Sasuke was frozen in place eyes wide, his expression one of abject terror as he stared at the rapidly advancing man. Wrapping his arms around himself almost in protection, he tore his hand from Naruto's, backing away slowly, pleading, "Don't come near me… For the love of god, don't fucking touch me you slimy bastard."

Grabbing the creepy man by the throat, Naruto shoved him back against the wall snarling, "What the fuck did you do to Sasuke you son of a bitch!?"

Chapter 7

Sasuke couldn't think as his back hit the wall, his vision was narrowing until he was consumed by darkness, his soul falling into the traumatic memories of his last days.

~Flashback~

(Fifteen years earlier)

Connecticut

The October day dawned clear and bright, the brilliant blue sky belying the air that was chill with a bite that stung your nose. Sasuke shivered as he drew his black woolen pea coat closer around his neck on the five block walk to his elite private school. His parents could easily afford to buy him a car but his father refused to do so, saying the walk would build character or something equally asinine. He had long since given up on convincing his father otherwise, since he was a senior this year it hardly mattered anyway. Soon, he would be off to college, where a car would just be a bother anyway. He already had his entire future mapped out and had since he was ten, next year would be the University of Chicago, then med school after that, where he would become an oncologist, like his mother.

Slipping past the wrought iron gate surrounding the academy, Sasuke silently returned the nods sent his direction from several of his fellow students. Even though he was not the most social of individuals it appeared to hardly matter to the other students, it didn't affect his popularity in the slightest, he supposed his being valedictorian and captain of the debate team had something to do with that.

Hanging up his coat in his locker he quickly grabbed the books he needed for his first hour Trig class, he was not running late so he had no reason to hurry but he wanted to stop by Kakashi's classroom to confirm their plans for an entire evening of 'studying' before anyone else arrived. Convincing his History teacher and lover that his topnotch grades could easily explain his need for daily tutoring was the best thing he'd ever done. They could be all alone at the young and scorching hot sensei's apartment for hours and no one even questioned it because Sasuke's reputation and behavior was above reproach, his tightly leashed inner dirty pervert loved it.

Just down the hall from the history department he was waylaid by the headmaster, Orochimaru, Sasuke suppressed a shudder as the smarmy man put a hand on his shoulder.

"Mr. Uchiha, I would like a word with you please."

Sasuke followed the man to his office, filled with trepidation; he did not like the headmaster of his school, the looks the man gave him often made him nervous. He had also heard rumors about the man from a very reliable source so always tried his best not to be alone with him for any length of time.

"Please have a seat Sasuke," the cold longhaired brunet said in his deep creepy voice as he closed the door. He circled behind Sasuke his fingers trailing along the back of his chair, making him feel extremely uncomfortable, before taking his own seat. "A very unsettling rumor has been brought to my attention recently. It is about you and a certain History instructor. I would like to question you about it."

Sasuke kept his face carefully blank.

"You know Sasuke, such inappropriate behavior is not looked upon favorably by society, it would cost someone their job if word of this ever got to the proper authorities."

"Headmaster, sir, I still cannot fathom why you wanted to see me. I have done nothing wrong, and even if some inappropriate behavior were to have taken place, you wouldn't have any proof of it anyway. No one would believe that I was involved in anything untoward happening." Completely confident that he had nothing to worry about, Sasuke crossed his arms in front of his chest, his pale perfect lips twisting in a slight sneer. If the headmaster thought to intimidate him, he should think again, he was an Uchiha and not easily cowed. If he was going to report this he would've already done so anyway; Sasuke would already be talking to a police psychologist and Kakashi would be in jail.

"Oh? You seem to be operating under a mistaken assumption Sasuke," the purr in the slimy bastard's voice make Sasuke want to puke. "I have proof," he held up a disc, showing it to Sasuke before he put it in his multimedia center.

Icy dread filled Sasuke's veins as he watched the screen. The arm side of the overstuffed emerald green sofa in Kakashi's living room slowly came into focus, though it was still a bit blurry since it was filmed through a small gap in the curtains covering his window. Sasuke was clearly visible on the screen, cutting an erotic figure, spine bowed, hair damp with sweat as he bounced up and down, however, all you could see of Kakashi was his hands on either side of his student's lean hips, guiding him.

Orochimaru's disturbing yellow eyes purposefully met disgusted black as he licked his thin lips. Stomach churning, Sasuke watched in horror as a private moment between himself and Kakashi was sullied, turned into entertainment for a pervert, making him feel cheap and dirty.

"You know this is highly illegal right? It would be considered child pornography you sick bastard."

"You should be more careful, you never know when someone may be lurking with a video camera."

"What do you want?"

"Oh I think you know very well what I want. You will bare that beautiful ass for me whenever I wish or I will have Kakashi fired and imprisoned."

Glare cold and hard, Sasuke did not raise his voice but his intent came through loud and clear, "Fuck you. It'll be a cold day in Hell before you ever touch me you sick fuck. Try it. Turn me in, and I swear to god, I will make you regret the day you were ever fucking born." And with that Sasuke left the room, shutting the door quietly behind him.

TBC

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