A Breathless Moment.

Hi. I've picked up that I haven't gotten any reviews. Just keep in mind that the only way a book can get better, is by getting constructive criticism. Yeah. Anyway, this chapter was requested by fellow authoress TheFallenSeraphim. Check out her fanfictions, they're fantastic!

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Chapter Four- The Freedom of Being Under Control

"Lee!" a dark haired boy called, chasing the hidden leaf villages 'handsome devil' down a brick road. The boy on the run had a bizarre feeling in his gut as he bolted around the corner. A vendor sighed as Lee and his said teammate rushed by, Neji knocking a few things over. Neji had been in a very bizarre mood as of late. As Neji was about to turn a corner, a dark figure in an alley caught his curious eyes, and he came to a quick halt. When Lee saw that he was no longer tailing him, obviously interested in something else, he slowed down and sighed. Who knows what would have happened if he CAUGHT me. Lee heaved to himself.

Neji walked cautiously into the alley, curiosity getting the best of him yet again. As he walked into the mouth of said alley, he had somehow stumbled over a rock and fallen on his back.

". . . Ouch. . ." He rasped, wind knocked out of him as he looked down at his side. There was a broken bottle, rolling absently next to him, blood dripping off of the edges. He cursed himself as his eyes wandered the darkness until he met with a pair of dark eyes, surrounded by thick black framed spectacles.

"I could heal you, if you want." The healer bent over, cursing the kind disposition he sometimes had. Neji tried to reject his offer, but Kabuto already had his hand on the wound, in which Neji squirmed a little, biting his lip. Kabuto healed it and looked down at Neji's strained face as a sudden question bubbled up in his throat.

"Are you…a masochist?" Kabuto hesitated when he spoke the words. Neji looked up at him, directly into his eyes as if communicating 'yes'. Kabuto seemed a bit off, and shocked at Neji's expressive reaction, and his expression grimaced. Neji moved so his mouth was to his ear.

"Do it again." He purred, almost in a commanding tone. Kabuto's eyes widened to a fraction of what they normally were as the message was sent through to his head.

"But, you…" Neji gripped the other mans collar firmly, pleading with a shaky voice, eyes a sigh of longing.

"Please." Neji begged with a whine, lips etched in a longing glisten. Kabuto sighed, and tried to think, but the only thing in his mind was the idea of being dominant for once, which was rare when you lived with Orochimaru, and he was instantly fond with the idea. He at long last decided to comply, and he pulled a scalpel from his pouch, and twirled it between his fingers a few times. Neji's expression became one of lust when Kabuto sliced into his thigh.

"Ah!!" He moaned, feeling the cut, and the blood running from it. Kabuto's entertainment with the boy increased significantly as he smirked. It was a rarity when Kabuto was in control, and so now, he took every oppurunity to seize his reward for patience. He ran his fingertips over the inscision on his thigh, and Neji winced visibly. After a few moments of toying with the surface, he slipped his middle finger into the cut, and it caused Neji to scream out, tears fighting their way through. It felt so incredibly good to him, but it was so painful. Kabuto smirked, and ran his tongue over Neji's ear, evil laughter flowing mischeiviously and maliciously from his lips.

"You like that, Hyuuga?" The man purred, he had began to think that he had been around Orochimaru too much. He was about raise the horrendously sharp knife-like object, to slit his throat, to watch the blood flow slowly, and Neji wasn't about to reject his advance. Kabuto's expression was entirely manical, and Neji's was one of desire, his eyes begged for the pleasure of being in pain again. They had lost themselves. Their expressions were halted as they heard the feint sound of footsteps at the end of the alley.

"Kabuto..." The repilian voice trailed off from the alleys end, a snide smirk plastered to the ghostly complexion of his face. Kabuto's eyes widened behind his glasses as he looked up, shocked and confused.

"Orochimaru-Sama!!" Kabuto began, but he was quickly cut off by Orochimaru. He wasn't going to allow an expanation, not now anyway.

"I was wondering why you weren't back from your mission." Orochimaru chuckled a small, rueful laugh out from his throat.

"I am upset at you, why didn't you invite me to come along for the ride?" a small pout formed Orochimaru's lips. It was definitly an uncommon expression for him, and it didn't suit him, but it worked unusually well. A disappointed sigh escaped Kabuto's lips as he looked guiltily to the ground. The whole time Neji wore a mask of confusion, but inside he was frustrated, angry and slightly flustered that Orochimaru had interupted his scene, his sexual apporach. The snake-mans expression on longing and humour quickly changed to one of sheer seriousness, as if he needed something important done.

"Kabuto. Heal the boy, and let's go." he commanded ruthlessly, turning abruptly and before he disappeared, he warned in a dangerous voice,

"If you aren't home soon, i'll be coming for you, and I won't be in a good mood." and he vanished, leaving only a bit of smoke behind. Kabuto pushed up the frames of his glasses with his forefinger, and then formed the proper hand signs. Neji's wounds soon healed, and Kabuto bowed down his head as he stood.

"I...I apologize." he said abruptly, and he vanished. Neji just stared off into the direction of said disappeared medic nin, until his eyes caught a glinting something, and he looked to the concrete. Kabuto's scalpel was lying in front of him, taunting him, the tip covered in his own metallic blood. He picked up the small blade, and looked up to the sky for a second. A moment later, an evil and conniving smirk washed over Neji's mouth, and his eyes mirrored desire. He was incredibly tempted to finish what had been started by Kabuto. He stretched out his arm, the scalpel hovered above his wrist, and he sliced.

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Muhahaha. I am the princess of CRACK. My sister is the queen . I am also the queen of odd stories with brutilizing endings. LOVE ME. Anyway, then chapter will have a bit of a lighter note to it, no excessive sexual violence or blood. Much to a few peoples' disappointment. But review anyway! Cause you know you LOOOVEEE ME. w . Anyway. I'm done. Five reviews, and i'll post the next chapter ASAP.