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Forgive me, I suck at writing dirty things... Erm...

Chapter Six- Our pain

Moans echoed through the large room, each sound echoing off of the pale gray walls as they grew from quiet to loud. Too loud, it was always like this thought. How could someone possibly get this exited because of another person? It didn't make since, the sound of the older man's lust filled moans and groans, the sound of his heavy breathing and the feeling of his sweat slickened skin gliding along his tan back as he thrusted in and out of him slowly, none of it made since.

His guardian was going so slow, not fast and rough like he normally did during these times. He seemed to like he was being careful with him and he didn't like it one bit. He'd much rather feel that sharp stabbing pain course through his body like hot lava than such gentle thrusts into him, the pain reminded him of how wrong all of this was, how sick and twisted Muku was as a parent figure. That pain that coursed through his body when they did this kept him sane.

How could the hands that were caressing his hips and shoulder in such a soft embrace be the exact same hands that have wrapped around his throat in a bruising embrace, stealing his life right away from him? It felt so wrong to be treated so right... Muku was never careful with him, ever. He was his little fuck toy and that was all there was too it.

He let out a breath of relive when he felt his pace pick up and soon after the feeling of hot cum filling him until it dripped from his insides and slid down his thighs. This was their second round since he had gotten home from meeting Sasuke so maybe it would be their last for today. He let out a moan as Muku pulled out of him slowly, he had to play along like he was told.

His breath was heavy and his skin was flushed. He ignored the pale hand that caressed his abdomen in a loving manner while trying to catch his breath. He hated the fact that he had came; both times. The fact that he got hard when Muku did these things to him made him sick, he didn't enjoy them at all so how could his body betray him like this? Was it normal for people to react while being raped?

He wished he knew, maybe it would ease this feeling of guilt and disappointment he was feeling for himself.

"Go get cleaned up." The quiet yet strict voice of Muku rang in his ears.

"Okay..."

Naruto slowly stood from the bed and exited the room with his clothes gathered in his hands. He couldn't feel any bruises forming and it made him feel slightly sad. He wasn't sure if it was because he wanted proof of what Muku did to him or because he just needed to feel the pain. Either way, he just wanted to take a shower and go to his room.

Sasuke sat at his desk with a small smile gracing his features. Yes that's right, Uchiha Sasuke was actually smiling. Something about Naruto... That boy just made him feel weird and it wasn't a bad kind of weird either, it was a strange yet good weird. This said weird made a warm sensation run through his body; it made him feel calm.

There was something about the blonde that drew him in and made him feel safe... It was a feeling he had never experienced before and it made him feel oddly... Giddy? Happy? Exited? He wanted to become friends with Naruto and learn more about him, it was that simple. At first he just wanted to apologize to Naruto but now he wanted to become friends with him, there was just something about him that made Sasuke not want to let this chance slip through his fingers.

It was true, he didn't have many friends if any at all but the ones he did have were nice and respected him and in return they got his respect. Maybe that was all Naruto needed was a friend? Someone to break him out of his shell-o-weird, maybe Sasuke wouldn't mind having another friend.

He rolled his eyes at his own thoughts and stood from his desk, the small smile leaving his features. He would call Naruto sometime, after he had time to think about it that is. He didn't know Naruto and Naruto didn't know him, Naruto was a client and that was it. Still though... The sadness that he saw in Naruto's eyes made him want to at least try and befriend him...

SPECIAL MUKU POV, *Snickers*

I watched the small blonde as he made his way timidly out the front door as quickly as he could without causing me to notice his rush. I noticed anyway, I always notice. I let out a long sigh and turned to make my way to the kitchen table where I took a seat in one of the few metal chairs surrounding the small rectangle table.

I was sick. So fucking sick and disgusting, how could I do these things to such an innocent child over and over again? Naruto had never done anything to me before and I knew he never would, because he was afraid of me. Not the scream in terror and run kind of fear, his fear was one of the worst their was. His kind of fear was the kind of fear where he suffers through everything I put him through without complaints, he cowers at the mere thought of me.

That disturbed me a lot more than I let on. I would never be able to tell Naruto how fucking sorry I was for the things I do to him and will do to him in the future. These things I do to him don't fascinate me, they don't make me smile like a sadistic bastard, they don't make me want to go around and rape innocent children. It's only him... That fucking face.

It was all because of his fucking face. The way he looked, his hair, his smile, his eyes. When I had set out to adopt some poor child who needed someone to love them uncontrollably, someone to cling to when they were afraid, someone to call me daddy and follow in my footsteps to become a wonderful young man some day, that's exactly what I wanted. I didn't go to an adoption agency looking for a child to adopt so I could molest him or her... But when I saw his face.

Those bright blue eyes so full of wonder and that soft; thick blonde hair, one of the most beautiful smiles he had ever seen even if it was tiny. All I could think about was him. I knew from the moment he set eyes on Naruto that he just had to be related to him somehow. Maybe it was some stroke of sick and twisted luck but I had found what he was missing since highschool and I couldn't pass up the chance for something like that.

He; Minato Namikaze, my highschool English teacher; my highschool sweetheart. Or should I say he would have been my highschool sweetheart if it wasn't for his wife. I admit, she was a very beautiful woman; however, she had what I wanted and wouldn't let him go. Minato wasn't interested in me and he made that very clear when I approached him and told him about my crush.

It broke me.

I would hardly eat or sleep for months after he had blown me off. The man of my dreams, my living fantasy was married and wouldn't even give me a chance. I was heart broken to say in the least. I often wondered if it was possible to die of a broken heart, I felt so alone during that time. After years of feeling so alone I decided to adopt someone to call my own, someone to distract me from the empty ache in my heart but that plan backfired on me when I saw Naruto.

All the feelings I had been trying so hard to push away since Minato rejected me came rushing back and I chose him without a second thought. At first I was the perfect father figure for Naruto and then I started having those feelings, those urges to just push him down and fuck him like I had so badly wanted Minato to do to me. It was sick I know, I just couldn't stop. I was addicted.

Now I've gotten myself into one big mess that was impossible to clean up. Naruto would never know how strongly the feeling of guilt came over me after I did those things to him. Each time, it was like a small part of me broke, I caved further into myself. I tried to stop and I just can't. Sometimes I wished Naruto wasn't so broken, I wished he would rebel against me and just run away, so far away that I would never find him again, I would never be able to hurt him again.

With a sigh I stood from the dining room table and marched upstairs to the bathroom and turned the shower on. After I stripped my clothes off I simply just stood there, staring at myself in the mirror. My dark hair contrasted with my pale skin, making it seem to glow. I brought a hand to my face and gently brushed my onyx bangs out of my eyes and gathered the rest of my inky locks, tying them back with a hairband.

Soon Naruto would be back from where ever he had went and we would have some reluctant fun. I felt my chest constricted painfully at the mere thought and he quickly got into the shower, turning the water on nothing but hot hoping it would wash away some of my sin.

Naruto... I'm sorry...