Pigfish, haha thanks! Lol, but I guess you didn't read my note, huh?
Ani, I sent you a pm, did you get it? I'm really glad you like it! Itachi is indirectly going to play a part in this story, but I can't tell you whose voice it is yet.
SakuraLoveXox, thanks! I actually have a whole book that I write my poetry in, so if you wanna read more I can post them? & yes Itachi will be in this fic. Although I haven't decided if he'll actually come back from college to see Sasuke yet.
DemonUchiha17, thanks! Glad you like it. I can't wait to write the sequel for Sterilized Bars either!
Yumemi, thanks! I really try to keep everyone in character.
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The phone ringing woke him up. "Moshi, moshi." (Hello, hello.) He mumbled in the general direction of the receiver.
"Madara-san, please wake up. This is Iruka from the night shift at Shinteki no Byooin." (Psychological Hospital) Iruka's voice urged; the man was far too awake for…four in the morning.
"Hai, hai, Okiteimasu." (Yes, yes. I'm awake right now.)
"You've been assigned the new patient, Uchiha Sasuke. He just had a psychotic episode and we had to give him two milligrams of geodon… I know we should have called you first but it was bad; I'm sorry." Iruka's voice turned hurried and flustered at the end, apologetic.
Madara yawned. "I'll ok the order but call me first next time. And I'm coming in."
"Hai." (Ok)
"Sayoonara." (Good-bye)
"Sayoonara."
Madara hung up, suddenly wide-awake. So Sasuke had already had an episode? Judging by the time…he'd had the episode as soon as the meds had worn off. Interesting, he hadn't seen a patient this bad in awhile.
Not bothering to get fully dressed, he pulled on a sweatshirt over his black pajama pants and slipped on some sandals. He told himself that the knot in his stomach was nerves, not excitement that he'd been assigned Sasuke's case. But as he grabbed his keys he knew that he was lying to himself.
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Iruka sighed, watching Sasuke sleep was like watching a completely different person. The boy was calm, peaceful looking. When he wasn't screaming and thrashing around you could see how streamlined his features were; Iruka bet the girls were always chasing this one. The boy even seemed to radiate intelligence.
But that could just be Iruka fooling himself. After all, he'd read the kid's chart. Straight A's, model student. After school activities included playing the violin and martial arts, both of which he excelled at. No girlfriend. Or boyfriend, he added to himself. He was popular, polite, and had never given his parents a problem. No mental illness in the family and the family together with no problems. So what had happened to this 'perfect' boy? What could have turned his world upside down so much that he'd gone crazy from it? It obviously wasn't genetic…
"Iruka."
He jumped at the sound of Madara's voice. Oops.
Madara smirked. "Are you daydreaming or watching my patient?"
"Watching your patient. Really."
Shaking his head Madara disappeared into the nurses station with Sasuke's chart. Iruka reassured himself that Madara would figure it out. He was rumored to become the next legendary isha if his residency track record was anything to go by. (doctor)
And then Hidan would have to ruin his quiet night by running into the hall, naked of course, yelling something about Jashin-sama. Iruka sighed; he swore that boy was out to get him. And of course he was normally the one stuck dealing with him…
"Jashin-sama needs blood! HE NEEDS MY RITUAL!!" Hidan screeched, coming to a stop in front of Iruka and crossing his arms. Either he didn't realize he was naked or he didn't care. Knowing Hidan, Iruka opted for the latter.
"Do you have any idea what time it is?" He asked the boy in a flat voice, ignoring the snickering of the other staff members.
"I don't care! I NEED…"
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The cell phone message. That had to play a key role in this, Madara decided. At least to know whose party the kid had gone to. So he turned the phone on and searched through the numbers until he found one labeled aniki. (big brother) He copied it down on a piece of paper, stuffed it into his pocket, and put Sasuke's chart away.
Seeing that Hidan was up, and probably liable to wake everyone else that he didn't want to deal with, he escaped out the door farthest from his unsuspecting patient. He'd be seeing him later that day anyway.
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Sasuke was tied to the headboard, a silky tie snaking elegantly around his slim wrists. He panted, tongue flicking out to wet pink lips.
"Onegai! Nnh…" (Please!) He squirmed, his obvious erection bobbing with the movement, weeping and begging for more.
Madara groaned at the sight, his already hard cock throbbing. He couldn't get enough of the boy, eyes drinking in that aquiline perfection. And the way he moaned…it was heavenly.
He straddled Sasuke's slim shoulders, commanding, "Suck."
A beautiful flush bloomed across the boy's cheeks but he listened. Taking the cock presented to him in his mouth, he lapped at the tangy precum, smearing it. He took more into his mouth, sucking so his cheeks hollowed out. That warm tongue sliding, pressing against his underside and swirling over the ridge, onto the head… The sight of his cock disappearing into that hot, sinful mouth… The abused, reddened lips and the lusty, heavy-lidded eyes of the boy under him…
Madara clenched his hands, his grip on the headboard turning his knuckles white as he turned into a horny, panting mess. Moan after moan was torn from his throat; how was Sasuke so good at this?!
And then his balls tightening, that familiar, delicious pressure at the base of his base of his spine. Shortly after he was cumming into that unbelievably hot mouth, practically screaming his release as Sasuke swallowed-
He nearly had a heart attack when his alarm went off. Gasping, he slammed his fingers down onto the off button, and then noticed he'd cum in real life too.
"K'so!" (Damn!) He cursed, face burning. It'd been a long time since he'd had a wet dream, and about a teen for gods sake! What was it about that boy?
It never happened, he told himself sternly. But Madara knew that he wouldn't be able to forget the vivid details as easily as that… Cold shower it is then.
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I'm very excited about this new story so thanks for all your reviews! Next chapter Madara is going to call Itachi. Do you think he'll get any answers about the party? My name for hospital is so unoriginal, but since I put it in Japanese I figured it'd be ok. I couldn't find the word for psychiatric so I used psychological. Close enough for a fic. Please review & check for updates! The next update will be Sunday, as always.