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Sky-eyed Kitsune: I…have…RETURNED! –lightning in backround and dramatic music— Remember when I said there would be no sexual abuse or rape in this fic? Heh…I was wrong! So…
WARNING: SEXUAL ABUSE TO COME!
Reviewer Replies-
To Asian Tinkerbell: You have no idea…T.T I feel like such a bad person! Especially for what I do in this chapter…--sniff—
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To prideandprejudice: thanks for the awesome tips! ;3 it's really nice to get some creative criticism sometimes, and I have edited the story thanks to you! Arigatou!
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To no name: Thanks very much! It's nice to hear that people read more than one of my fics.
To BitterSweet27: Temari and Sasuke seem to be on good terms, so hopefully she will!
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To noone cares enough: Thanks sooo much! After reading your review I thought, "hmm, I was just going to give him a slap on the wrist and send him to naru-chan…but now I SHALL TORTURE HIM! He's gonna hav to work really hard to win his uke back! Thanks so much noone-san! And remember- as sasuke suffers, feel proud that you're the one that helped me make it so! ;3
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Inspiring Songs:
Famous Last Words by My Chemical Romance
Now I know that I can make you stay
But where's your heart?
But where's your heart?
But where's your…
And I know there's nothing I can say
To change that part
To change that part
To change…
So many bright lights that cast a shadow
But can I speak?
Is it hard understanding I'm incomplete?
A life that's so demanding we get so weak
A love that's so demanding, I can't speak
I am not afraid to keep on living
I am not afraid to walk this world alone
Honey if you stay I'll be forgiven
Nothing you can say can stop me going home
Can you say my eyes are shining bright?
When I'm out here on the other side
Of a jet black hotel mirror
And oh so weak
Is it hard understanding I'm incomplete?
A love that's so demanding
We get weak
These bright lights have always blinded me
These bright lights have always blinded me
I say…
I see you lying next to me
With words I thought I'd never speak
Awake and unafraid
Asleep or dead
Cause I see you lying next to me
With words I thought I'd never speak
Awake and unafraid
Asleep or dead
I am not afraid to keep on living
I am not afraid to walk this world alone
Honey if you stay I'll be forgiven
Nothing you can say can stop me going home
Chapter Eight: Disenchanted
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"What?" Sasuke snapped, glaring as Temari held his arm.
"Naruto turned eighteen four days ago," Temari said. "He promised he'd leave Jiraiya soon, and he's coming to stay here after-"
Sasuke gasped and stumbled back onto the floor as the door in front of him swung open, and a certain red-haired gang lord stood in the doorway, cuts and bruises marring his features. His eyes were wide as he looked at Sasuke, then up to Temari in disbelief.
"Temari…" he breathed, his heart beating faster.
"Naruto, please understand-" Temari was cut off as Kyuubi slammed the door and walked back out into the frigid air once more.
"Dobe!" Sasuke shouted after him, scrambling to his feet. He wrapped his hand around the doorknob to fling it open when Temari pushed him back, tears in her eyes.
"Please don't Sasuke," she said. "I've…I've just made things worse. Let Naruto be alone right now…"
Sasuke paused, then grit his teeth and sighed.
Why.
Just…why.
Why did he need to see everything and everyone before him turn their backs to him? Was this just what he had been preparing for his whole life?
Naruto watched his feet rise and descend with his steps, kicking up the gravel crunching beneath him occasionally.
His eyes stung, but he couldn't bring himself to cry anymore. He stopped as he felt something drip against the top of his head, and he looked up as the sky opened and drenched the city in glacial rain.
Naruto continued forward, ignoring the frozen water droplets that chilled his skin. He didn't care. Why should he?
He listened to the sounds of cars rushing past him, splashing murky water on his jeans. He walked on, unburdened by the wetness.
He passed a closed store and looked at the large window there showing off many items for sale.
Naruto stopped as he caught his reflection, and was tempted to smash the window into a thousands pieces as he saw a pair of hurt sky blue eyes staring back at him.
He ran a hand over his left cheek and up through his wet hair. He looked at the hand now smeared with a fake golden concealer from the previous day and red hair dye, leaving half of his real reflection exposed and the other to hide still under the mask of Kyuubi. The mixture swirled with the rain beating down on the blond, looking akin to blood staining his palm. For a moment, Naruto wished that it was blood.
His blood.
Anything…anything to make him feel alive again.
Naruto flinched as a hand slapped roughly over his mouth and his body was tugged into the side alley. The ground sped beneath him and his feet scraped soundlessly against the gravel, and the walls were a blur as the wind and rain rushed into him.
He bit down on the flesh that pressed and bruised his lips, and he heard a short curse before a gunshot broke through the air.
"Pick up, dammit."
Gaara sighed impatiently as Naruto's phone rang for the fifth time before automatically flipping to his voicemail, and he growled and threw his cell phone against the wall of his room.
He stood up from his stretched out position on his bed, his fists curled, and threw the door to his room open.
Temari gripped the coffee mug swirling with tea even tighter until her knuckles turned stark white.
Her shoulders quivered as tears slipped down her cheeks, Itachi's comforting hand on the blonde's shoulder doing little to soothe her.
"Naruto's so fragile now…" she breathed. "I think I might have just broken him."
"You did nothing," Itachi said.
"No…" Temari said, shaking her head. "Just being here with you and Sasuke is like betrayal to Naruto. To let someone who hurt him so much into his supposedly new 'home'…his only home…"
Sasuke looked away from Temari.
"If he's not broken already, then it'll only take a small nudge to send Naruto over the edge. If that happens…" Temari shivered despite the warmth coursing through her palms. "Naruto isn't exactly the most unwanted person in the world."
"What do you mean?" Sasuke said, his attention turned back the blonde as his interest was sparked.
Temari took a deep breath.
"I told you before that Zaku only wanted to be close to Naruto to find out Kyuubi's weakness," she said slowly.
Sasuke nodded.
"There are a lot of gangs around here…more than you think. Everyone knows Kyuubi, and because of Zaku some of them even know his real identity. Many gangs want Naruto to join them and fight with them, some to even become their leader. Others want to kill him. They want him gone and out of the way. It's all one huge anarchy with Naruto at the top. If Naruto doesn't come home soon…"
"We may need to assume the worst," Itachi finished for her as her voice became shaky.
Temari nodded solemnly and Sasuke bit his lip.
The three of them jumped when they heard a slamming noise upstairs and the stairway creaked as a new weight traveled down it.
"Oh Gaara, I was wonder-"
Temari didn't know exactly what happened in the five seconds after Gaara's jade eyes fell on Sasuke, but suddenly they were both on the ground, Gaara pinning the younger Uchiha down by his wrists as he hung over top of him.
"Gaara!" Temari cried, springing up from her seat with Itachi and running over to the duo.
"UCHIHA!" Gaara snarled, his voice louder than Temari had ever heard before.
Temari grabbed her brother's shoulder, but as soon as she touched him he flung her back.
Temari winced as she crashed into an end table by the couch, knocking over a vase full of flowers and splashing water and glass all over her bare arm.
Her eyes widened as Gaara met her gaze for half a second, his eyes a deep blackish green.
"Itachi, back away from Gaara!"
"Wha-"
"Just do it, dammit!"
Itachi backed off a few steps and kneeled beside Temari, his line of sight never leaving his pinned brother.
"He's over the edge! He's finished! He's done!" Gaara shouted at Sasuke, digging his nails into the Uchiha's wrists as he pressed him into the floor. "This would have never happened if he hadn't met you! He wouldn't be gone! Kyuubi can't protect him now…and it's all because of you……I'LL KILL YOU!"
Sasuke let out a yelp as Gaara removed his hands and punched him hard across the face with such force that he slid from under him and hit the opposite wall.
"Sasuke!"
"Itachi, don't!"
Itachi looked back at Temari's terrified but at the same time strong face as she cradled her bleeding arm. He glanced at his brother who had collected himself now and stood up a bit shakily.
Sasuke gasped as Gaara rammed him against the wall by his neck, clenching it tightly as he kneed him in the stomach. He coughed and blood splattered from his mouth to the floor.
"You just had to come along…just when he thought he was safe…" Gaara breathed dangerously, his eyes hard and unforgiving. "You opened back up old wounds, and brought some new ones too. Hasn't he suffered enough from the likes of you and others?"
Sasuke was able to just dodge this time as instead of his face, Gaara's fist hit the wall.
"You have no idea of what he's gone through to just stay alive!"
"GAARA!"
Gaara ignored his sister's cry as he threw Sasuke to the other side of the room by his throat.
Itachi flicked his head to the right as he heard the garage door abruptly close and Kankuro walked into the room wearing a black business suit.
"Shit!" he cried, and tackled his younger brother to the ground.
"GET OFF ME YOU BASTARD!" Gaara howled, struggling against his brother as this time he was pinned to the floor.
"Get a hold of yourself Gaara!" Kankuro said, using every bit of strength he had to keep his brother down and away from Sasuke.
Temari scrambled to her feet and helped Kankuro keep the redhead at bay.
"Sasuke, are you alright?" Itachi said, helping the raven to his feet.
"UCHIHA!"
Sasuke looked at Gaara, flailing and kicking as his siblings fought to suppress him.
Up until now Gaara had shown no emotion in front of Sasuke, but now…he had never seen someone so angry before in his life.
Naruto groaned and curled his body, his head scraping against something.
His eyes flickered open to complete darkness.
He winced and his body retracted as a sharp spike of pain ripped through his stomach and up his chest. He coughed and a warm liquid slipped over his lips. He didn't need any light to tell that it was blood.
He moved a hand to his stomach where the pain shot from and found it sticky and warm.
He lifted his hand now coated with the substance on his stomach to his eyes, cursing the darkness around him. He placed one finger in his mouth and cringed when the metallic tang of blood flooded his senses.
"I'm...bleeding?" he thought, wincing more as the pain intensified.
He let his bloodied hand roam over his chest again, and let out a strangled cry when his index finger dipped into a hole there that was definitely not his belly button.
The sudden memory of a gunshot ran through Naruto's mind, and he bit his lip.
"Dammit," he cursed aloud. He had been shot, so why wasn't he dead? Luck of the draw? In fact…where the hell was he?
"Hello Naruto."
Naruto looked up as he heard a familiar voice breathe into his ear. Why hadn't he sensed someone beside him sooner?
"I must be in real shitty shape…" he thought bitterly.
Naruto snorted and turned his face away from the warm breath billowing down his neck, and he heard a low chuckle rise from the person's throat.
He cringed as a light overhead flicked on and blinded him. He opened his eyes after a moment, still seeing neon spots in the air, when his eyes rested on a familiar face.
"Zaku," he spat, said brunette laughing lightly. "Where the hell am I?"
"You're at an old friend's place," Zaku said. He kneeled down in front of Naruto and smiled.
"Then again, anywhere is better than back with everyone who turned their back on you, isn't it?" he said.
Naruto looked away, shutting his eyes. He didn't want to ask how Zaku knew since it seemed that nowadays he was being stalked by every gang lord in the state or some cronies.
"Shut up…" the blonde hissed.
"See what happens when you try to open up to someone?" Zaku continued. "As soon as you take off your skin they see you as the monster you truly are. Then they get everyone else who was close to you to betray you."
"Stop it…"
"They don't even chase you down when you run away. The people you considered even closer than your family. Your damned family. You could commit suicide and they wouldn't even care."
"SHUT UP!" Naruto finally shouted, regretting the action as he clutched his stomach and doubled over on his hands and knees, more blood dripping from his mouth.
"It's all true you know," Zaku sneered. He reached out and clutched Naruto's chin in his hand, forcing him to look up at him. "You don't want to hear it, but you know it's true. You've got no one left now…but you can trust me Naruto."
Naruto laughed bitterly.
Why the hell should I trust you?" he said. "You used me to get to Kyuubi, to find out if he had a weakness!"
"Exactly," Zaku said. "I already betrayed you once, so I couldn't do anything more, ne? My betrayal to you seems almost invisible after that raven guy."
Naruto's eyes grew somber and he closed his eyes.
"You don't have to trust anyone, Naruto…" Zaku said, his grip on Naruto's chin suddenly becoming gentler. His grey eyes followed the line of blood that seeped from Naruto's lips and ran down his golden neck.
Naruto's eyes shot open when he felt something hot and wet lash against his skin. He let out an involuntary shudder as Zaku's tongue cleaned up the blood over his neck and chin and traced his lips.
"You…you shot me," Naruto said, wincing and pressing a hand to his stomach.
"That was Dosu actually," Zaku said. "He's the one who brought you here. He got kinda carried away when you struggled, but at least he didn't kill you."
Naruto turned his head away again only to have it brought back by Zaku's hand on his chin.
"Stay here, Naruto…" he said. "Right now we're at the base of the largest gang in the whole city. Unlike most gangs, we're not a family. We don't care about each other and don't show feelings. We do things 'cause we want to, and they don't mean anything. You don't have to get close to anyone, and we don't encourage it."
Naruto's breath came out in shaky exhales as he bore into Zaku's grey eyes.
"Stay…"
Naruto jumped a bit when Zaku pressed his lips against his own. He growled in protest and tried to shove the brunette off of him, which only resulted in Zaku pinning his wrists to the wall he rested against and more sharp daggers of pain shooting up through his body from his wound.
He wriggled as Zaku demanded entrance to his mouth with his tongue, tears gathering in the corners of the blond's eyes in pain from the shot in his stomach that seemed to be sucking the life out of his body.
Naruto finally stopped, his body too weak to protest any longer, and gave in.
He parted his lips to Zaku, allowing his tongue to poke and probe around his mouth. Naruto's skin tingled as Zaku rubbed their tongues together sensually, and the taste of hot cinnamon erupted in his mouth. It stung, but at the same time was slicked with a syrupy sweetness.
He whined, this time out of his own consent, and gripped the front of Zaku's black AFI tee-shirt as all energy drained from him. Zaku falsely took this as encouragement and placed one hand at the back of Naruto's head and the other on his firm chest.
Naruto felt something tug at the back of his mind.
This was wrong.
And yet…
"We do things 'cause we want to, and they don't mean anything."
Zaku's oh so recent words rang in his head.
"'They don't mean anything…'" he thought. "Not everything has to mean something. This…"
Zaku gripped Naruto's spiked locks and pulled him closer to deepen the kiss as much as possible, their tongues clashing.
"…this doesn't mean anything. I'm not doing it so that it does. I'm doing this because I want to…no. This isn't because I want to. It's because I have to…"
Zaku ran one hand under the back of Naruto's shirt, tracing a line down his spine as he sucked at the blond's tongue. He shivered as Naruto let out a delectable involuntary groan, and he couldn't hold himself back any longer.
"…in order to keep my life for now."
Naruto gasped as Zaku thrust a hand down his jeans and began stroking him through his boxers. He tried to suppress the noise rising in his throat, but failed miserably. He groaned as pleasure from the brunette and pain from his wound twisted together in an intoxicating combination that made him lust for more and beg for it all to stop simultaneously.
He let out a small cry of pain as Zaku straddled him and placed a hand right over his bullet mark. Zaku immediately moved the hand back up more and away from the partially dried, bloody mess.
Naruto gasped as Zaku suddenly gathered him in his arms and stood up, walking quickly to the other side of the room that Naruto now noticed was small and empty.
The brunette ripped open the door and rushed down a hallway, Naruto wincing in his arms.
"Where-"
"My room," Zaku said, answering Naruto's question as he opened another door to a huge front entrance room lined with expensive portraits and a lavish winding staircase.
"Where the hell am I?" Naruto said as Zaku started up the stairs.
"I told you before," Zaku said. "We're at the gang headquarters."
"It's in a huge ass mansion?"
"Yea. We get our own rooms if we want them."
Naruto wriggled in Zaku's grasp in a futile attempt to escape, and he let out a silent scream as Zaku lifted up his legs and purposely crushed them against his bullet mark.
Zaku kept him in the torturous position until the blond went hopelessly limp, numb from pain, and he turned down a blue carpeted hallway and pulled open the first door on his right.
Kankuro heaved a sigh as he sagged against the door leading to the porch outside.
Sasuke would have done the same if a certain older brother hadn't been examining his newly obtained split lip.
"Sorry about that," Kankuro said. "Gaara holds Naruto very close, and if something to do with Naruto upsets Gaara, he goes a little…"
"Crazy?" Sasuke filled in.
Kankuro sighed again.
"It's not his fault," he said. "One reason that Naruto and Gaara are so close is that they are the same."
"The same?" Itachi said.
Kankuro nodded.
"Gaara also has a split personality."
Naruto winced as Zaku roughly threw him onto his (admittedly nice) bed, smashing his back against the headboard.
His opened his mouth to state his displeasure when it was covered by another one kissing him quickly.
"Za-Zaku-"
Naruto shut his eyes tightly as Zaku's once softer kisses morphed into rough, demanding ones.
He winced as his lips were defiled over and over again until he could practically sense them becoming bruised.
"It's fine, it doesn't matter…" Naruto thought as Zaku pushed him fully down and straddled him. "It's to keep my life for now. I'm vulnerable enough to kill with one punch at this point…."
The brunette grounded his hips down harshly onto Naruto's, causing the blond to gasp not in pleasure, but in discomfort. His hands flew to his wound and he coughed, blood spilling down his lips as the shock traveled up his body.
"Za-aku," he gasped.
Zaku reached into his back pocket and pulled out a roll of bandages and disinfectant oil.
"You want these?" he said mockingly. "Then be good for a few minutes and you can have them Naru-chan."
Naruto glared at Zaku as he replaced the medical pieces in his back pocket and immediately crushed his lips against the blond's.
Naruto shut his eyes tightly and gripped his shoulders defensively as if hugging himself until Zaku separated his arms and pinned his wrists to the mattress.
"C'mon…" Zaku cooed, dragging his covered body up Naruto's, who winced slightly. "You want the relief, you need to work for it."
Zaku engulfed Naruto's mouth again, capturing and recapturing his lips roughly, biting and sucking at them. His tongue rapped against Naruto's in quiet defiance and control, and he gripped the blond's hips tightly.
Naruto kept his mouth limp and unresponsive, not shutting the brunette out but not welcoming him in either.
Zaku noticed this lack of participation and moved his fingers under Naruto's shirt, digging his nails into velveteen golden skin sharply.
Naruto let out a small yelp and punched Zaku away with the little strength he possessed.
"I'm not some toy," Naruto hissed.
Zaku growled and rubbed his left cheek where Naruto had hit him, a bruise forming there already. He lunged and pinned Naruto back down forcefully to the bed.
"You weren't a moment ago," he snarled. "If you had cooperated then I would have given you what you needed to subdue your pain, and we could have had an awesome time from there. But if you won't give in to me, then I'll just have to force you to!"
Naruto let out a cry as Zaku pressed his own body down on his bullet wound and incarcerated his mouth with brutal force.
He fought with what little energy remained in his body, trying to push the brunette off of him, which only proved more painful with every movement, Zaku's grip on his wrists becoming almost unbearably harsh.
Zaku parted from Naruto's mouth after thoroughly plundering it, a glistening string of saliva connected between their panting lips briefly before swiftly breaking.
Zaku attached to Naruto's sun-kissed neck, biting and sucking it forcefully, all pleasure and passion completely absent and washed away with the tide.
Naruto bit his lip to keep from crying out again, and Zaku's fingers edged their way under his shirt, starting off slowly and then ripping the article of clothing from the blond's body, followed by his own sweatshirt and black tank top.
He mashed Naruto's sore and bruised wrists against the wooden headboard as he ran his tongue up Naruto's lower torso, dipping it in his wound for a split second and making him cringe and tears gather once more at his eyes. The brunette continued up, nipping and sucking roughly here and there.
"I get what I want, even if I have to take it by force," Zaku said, resuming his undoing of Naruto's belt. "That includes you!"
Sasuke looked up as Temari reentered the room from the porch, Gaara in tow behind her.
Sasuke tensed and Temari put up a comforting hand.
"He's fine," she said. "Relax."
"Easier said than done," Sasuke thought, adjusting in his seat on the couch. Gaara moved past him and sat on the opposite couch, his arms crossed and eyes looking down at the coffee table in front of him.
"Gaara, what happened?" Temari said, sitting beside her brother and ruffling his red hair affectionately.
Gaara sighed deeply.
"Naruto won't answer his cell phone," he said, and Sasuke snorted.
"That's your reason for attacking me like some wild animal?" he hissed, and Gaara narrowed his eyes.
"It's not that simple Sasuke," Temari said, placing a restraining hand on her younger brother's shoulder. "Naruto always answers his cell phone no matter what unless he's in trouble."
"And this means that we can assume the worst," Itachi said, catching the blonde's drift.
Temari nodded.
"We need to split up and look for him," Kankuro said. "I'll call Kurochi and Iruka."
"Iruka?" Sasuke said, furrowing his eyebrows at the mention of his English teacher.
"Iruka used to run the adoption center that Naruto stayed at while waiting for Jiraiya," Kankuro said, pulling his phone out of his pocket. "He's like the real father Naruto never had."
Gaara stood and grabbed his jacked from the rack on the back of the front door.
"I'll search near Suna and the west area," he said. "Kurochi can split up in other directions."
"Where should I look?" Sasuke said, standing.
Gaara flicked his gaze to him, and Sasuke was surprised that his jade orbs weren't clouded over with anger or bitterness, but…affection and worry.
"You've done enough," the redhead murmured, closing the door as he exited.
Naruto opened his mouth and let a silent scream slip from between his kiss bruised lips, clutching the bloodstained sheets beneath him in agony.
Every fiber of his body begged for mercy as the brunette dug his nails into his shoulder blades harshly, dragging them slowly down the glistening golden back beneath him until he drew blood.
Naruto's eyes fluttered shut, held up only by sheer will power as they became misty with pain.
Tearstains remained clinging to his whiskered cheeks as if trying to comfort him somehow with their presence, his only friends in the dark.
Naruto gasped and bit into his lip, fighting down the thousandth cry to try and drag his mouth apart.
He wished that the bullet within him would move up with some unknown power and strike his heart.
He wished would bleed until the covers were worn with scarlet and his unmoving body lie resting above them.
He wished that he had died with Haku all those years ago.
"Say my name," he heard the brunette above him growl.
Naruto shuddered as the pain drifted through his body in rough ripples, each one stretching father and hitting harder than the last. He clawed in his mind desperately for Kyuubi once more, no longer feeling his presence in his body but hopelessly trying to reach him any way he could.
"Please…answer me…" Naruto thought desperately, tears gracing his cheeks once more. "Let me know you're there…don't leave me…!"
"Say my n-name!" Zaku shouted, digging his nails into the base of Naruto's neck.
"No!" Naruto hissed with what energy he could spare.
"Next time…" Zaku breathed, reaching his hands upand gripping Naruto's wrists tightly. "You will say my name."
My god I feel terrible…
Oh! Before I forget, Gomi-kun and I are now posted as Betas! We have currently already finished one commission and are working for Stairwell-san, but feel free to PM us to beta even more! ;3 And there's a new poll on my profile concerning this fic!
Sky-eyed Kitsune
Translated by Gomi-kun
Kyu kyu!