Requester: Alyssa

Prompt (summarized): Angsty story where Sasuke is bad, destroys Konoha, and steals Naruto away to be his sex slave. 2000+ words (I made 2,138!) I may have slightly altered the exact request, but I hope you're still happy with it!

Warnings: Non-consensual stuff, many many character deaths, violence, and bad behavior.

Rating: M

Title: Stockholm

Naruto had never been so glad to see Sasuke. Konoha's latest battle with Akatsuki had been rather brutal. He didn't know what they still wanted him for- last he'd checked they couldn't get that damned fox out of him due to the death of the last person who knew how- but they seemed rather persistent. And Naruto would rather slit his throat then see his friends get hurt, so he went with Akatsuki. He'd been in this damn cell with these damn chakra blockers for a whole damn week with no sign of what they wanted with him. He hadn't even been properly interrogated yet! And he had been so looking forward to practice his anti-interrogation skills.

And then Sasuke just breezed in here like he owned the place. Naruto had been ecstatic to see a familiar face. Sasuke had stood silent while Naruto filled him in on the epic battle that ended rather anti-climatically, how the cell smelled, how he couldn't wait to go home and show Sasuke his new place, how he already had it worked out how to get the old hag to pardon Sasuke. And then Sasuke had left. Turned around without saying a word and walked away. Naruto had stood there, dumb with his jaw hanging for a couple of moments, before he snapped it shut and started pacing around the cell angrily.

A few hours later, the interrogations started.

Naruto lay exhausted in his cell after another long day of aggressive questioning. His eyes were closed and, if he focused just right, he could feel his skin healing. Akatsuki's interrogator almost rivaled Ibiki. Naruto heard the door of his cell open and close.

"You're in charge now, aren't you?" He didn't receive an answer, but he didn't need one. "Why am I here?"

"Have you given up yet?" Naruto wrinkled his nose.

"No." He paused. "What have I not given up yet?"

"Idiot." Naruto huffed in frustration, but he kept his eyes closed.

"Are you going to come home yet?" Mentally, Naruto shrugged. That was a good a place to start as any. A couple of quiet moments passed without any response, but just as he was about to open his eyes and repeat his question, he was hauled off the floor and slammed into the far wall face first. He yelled out in pain as a couple of his previously healed injuries reopened. "Sasuke, what the fuck are you…"

"Shut up." Sasuke fisted the back of Naruto's hair and slammed his head against the wall. Naruto's vision immediately tunneled and he was afraid he would black out for a moment. He blinked his eyes against the blood dripping down across his face only to scream out in pain. His pants had been pulled away and something had been slammed inside of him hard. The shock of it made Naruto's mind slow to catch up to the pain. It was excruciating, worse than anything that had ever happened to him before- and he had been through a lot! He tried to push away from the wall, but that only pushed Sasuke in further. He clawed at the wall, desperately trying to get away, but all that accomplished was ripping his nails off.

It seemed to last forever, and by the end Naruto's voice had melted from screams of pain into one long litany. "Why Sasuke, why Sasuke, why Sasuke?" Sasuke didn't answer him, but left him bleeding on his cell floor.

There were two options for Naruto. He could cry like a baby and dwell on the pain and the insult and be scared, or he could not. He figured that Sasuke was going for the former, and he didn't want to give him the satisfaction of seeing his suffering, so the next time Sasuke came to his cell, Naruto was sitting in the middle, waiting for him to show up.

"Well," he said with a forced lightheartedness, "now that that's over with, are you going to come home yet?" The look on Sasuke's face could have killed, but Naruto answered it with a wide smile.

"You little fool," Sasuke replied. "You have no idea what you've done."

Sasuke left, without incident, and Naruto didn't see him again for nearly a month. The "interrogations" never stopped, but no questions were asked. Naruto figured that Sasuke already knew what he knew, but he just liked to see Naruto in pain.

Naruto was already awake when Sasuke finally came back. He hadn't been sleeping all that well anyway.

"Let's go. I have something to show you." Naruto stood from his spot.

"You're trusting to take me out of here?" Sasuke shrugged.

"You aren't much of a threat." Naruto scowled, but had to admit that he might not be at his best after months of torture and starvation. So, Naruto followed Sasuke out of the cell, out of the hideout, and into the wilderness. But, Naruto had to notice that even though Sasuke didn't think he was a threat, there was a rather large group of Sasuke's men following closely behind.

They traveled for a good solid week before Naruto noticed where they were heading. "We're going home!" Naruto heard a few snickers behind him, but didn't pay them much attention. Sasuke turned to face him with a nasty smirk.

"Yes, Naruto. We're going home."

When they got closer to the village, Naruto knew that something was wrong. He could feel it. The first thing he noticed was the absolute stillness, the silence that surrounded the woods. The next thing he noticed, closer still, was the overwhelming scent of blood and charred skin, the scent of it leaving an ashy taste on his tongue. Finally, as they finally reached the crumbling wall, Naruto saw the remnants of the once proud Konoha. Bodies littered the streets, blood spattered on the walls. Naruto fell to his knees and retched. From the corner of his eye, he saw a blob of pink, but he refused to turn his head and see.

"They're all dead," Sasuke said unnecessarily. "I've killed them all. Your Hokage, Sakura, Iruka, even the great Kakashi. Do you want to see them?" Naruto shook his head and kept his eyes down. "But, Naruto, I've killed them for you."

Naruto struggled to breathe. He didn't know what to do. He wasn't made for this kind of thing; he couldn't think. His heart was being torn in two, trying to find a way to reconcile the Sasuke of his memories and his heart and the Sasuke that was standing in front of him, his tormentor. The one thing he knew was that he wanted Sasuke to hurt as much as he did. "You've finally made it, Sasuke." Naruto saw Sasuke's shoes move in front of him.

"Made what?"

Naruto felt hollow. Everything, everything he had always fought for, killed for, was gone. His village, his home, his friends, his family, everything. "You always said you wanted to be better than your brother. You made it. He just killed a family. You've killed a village." Naruto was expecting the kick, but didn't bother to block it. Sasuke's shoe broke his nose as he was kicked back over his heels to hit his back. He laid there, breathing in his blood and staring up at the sky. He felt like laughing. It was a bright, clear day. Everything was gone, stolen from him. Except Sasuke.

"Then will you avenge them? Will you avenge your village as I avenged my clan?"

"No," Naruto sighed. He was too exhausted to fight. He just wanted to sleep, wake up and find this was all a nightmare. "I'm nothing like you." Sasuke crouched down and pulled Naruto to sit up so he could see him eye-to-eye.

"Well, then quit asking me to go home with you. You have no home to go to. I don't want to hear any more about it." Naruto choked back the words in his throat. Sasuke smirked. "Do you hate me?"

"No." Sasuke sneered, but Naruto pushed on. "But I hate what you've done to yourself." Sasuke sighed.

"Still trying to save me, Naruto?" Naruto swallowed hard.

"Yes. Because I still believe there is something there worth saving."

The punch to the back of his skull forced his tired mind to shut down. But, before he went unconscious, Naruto saw the little frown creasing Sasuke's brow.

He woke up alone in his cell, the stench of rotting blood still lingering in his nose.

Naruto knew Sasuke was there before he opened his eyes. It had been like that for weeks, months, years. Sasuke was so much a part of him now that he could feel him. Naruto wondered what kind of mood Sasuke would be in today.

"Do you remember when we went to the coast?" Sasuke didn't answer. Ah, so it was to be one of those days. "Wouldn't it be nice to return? We could live on the coast." Naruto waited for Sasuke to make his move, but it never came. Naruto propped himself up on his elbows to look across his cell into Sasuke's eyes. "Why am I even here, Sasuke? Why didn't you kill me with the rest of Konoha?"

"Did you want me to kill you?"

"I would let you," Naruto said, "if it meant that you could be happy."

"How very unlike you, Naruto."

"If it meant that you could stop your insanity, be happy and achieve your dreams, then I would let you."

"You'd let me kill you in order to save me?"

"Yes," Naruto said without hesitation.

Sasuke waited for a moment before he went on. "You're assuming that you are my best friend."

"I am. Still." Things went rapidly down hill from there. Sasuke snarled and ended up forcing himself inside Naruto again, but by now, this had become routine. Naruto still screamed, it still hurt, but now his litany had changed. "I forgive you, I forgive you, I forgive you."

"I hate you," Sasuke would reply. "I hate you."

There was a rattling blast above him. Naruto knew that he should be concerned, but he somehow couldn't find enough energy in him to be alarmed. He stayed in the middle of his cell, counting the stones of his ceiling, when two familiar figures blew up his cell door.

"Hey, Naruto, come on. We've got to get you out of here." Kankuro had a huge gash on his head and most of his "war paint" was gone, but he was still looking determined. Temari's left arm was hanging at an odd angle and looked useless.

"Come on, come on!" Temari urged. Naruto finally pushed himself to standing and followed them out the cell and up the flight of stairs.

"I'll just assume that Gaara's here too, playing a nice game of tag with Sasuke?" Kankuro shot him a look.

"Yea, something like that. We've been looking for you everywhere. That crazy, psychotic bastard destroyed Konoha."

"Yea," Naruto said, "I know."

Temari, from behind him, confirmed Naruto's fears. "There were no survivors."

"There wouldn't be," Naruto replied, "Sasuke is nothing if not thorough." They were attacked at the top of the stairs, Temari squaring off with the Akatsuki member and yelling for them to go on. Kankuro hesitated, but not for long. With a frustrated growl, he grabbed Naruto's elbow, and with a last look at his sister, ushered Naruto down the hallway and out the entrance.

They didn't make it much further before another blast from behind them knocked them off their feet, rubble from the building falling down on them. Kankuro, in a last ditch effort, had shielded Naruto from a majority of the blast, but a large boulder crushed his skull in the process.

Naruto observed Kankuro's corpse for a moment before finally looking around him. It was night time, clear skies with bright stars, and the grounds outside the building were littered with dead soldiers, Sand and Akatsuki. He scanned the battlefield, looking for survivors, but everything was still. Even the building behind him was quiet.

He was free now, but where was he to go? Konoha was destroyed, Gaara and his siblings were most likely dead, and if Sasuke was still alive, which Naruto was sure he was, then no place would be safe if he stayed there. And after so long of searching for Sasuke, chasing after Sasuke, his mind and body rebelled against running from Sasuke. So, Naruto turned around, stepping over carcasses, and went back inside. He followed the carnage and sand to the main meeting room, where there was a bloody, scorched stone where he assumed Gaara had once been. Sasuke was slumped against the far wall, bloody, but none worse for the wear.

"Well, Naruto, it seems like it's finally just us."

And Naruto finally fell to his knees and wept.

Quick, quick! Someone request something fluffy! I'm drowning in angst.