This was originally two chapters but I decided to combine the two to make it longer. Hope you all enjoy it. Well….enjoy isn't exactly the right word for it…. .
And once again, I don't own Naruto, Masashi Kishimoto does. ^^
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The tiny walls of Naruto's room were once again filled with the sounds of screaming. His dreams tainted by the memory of that awful day. The day his life shattered into a million pieces. Pieces in which he's tried so desperately to put back together…….
2:00 pm, a normal time for me to wake up on summer vacation. I looked out my window that afternoon to see what the day had to offer. A few clouds, it could rain a bit later. No big deal. I wouldn't let a little bad weather get me down. I rummaged through my clothes drawers until I found something to wear. An orange short sleeved shirt that had a vertical white stripe going down each side, and blue shorts that went inches below me knees. I looked at myself in the bathroom mirror and smiled.
"Today's going to be a good day! I can tell!" I told my reflection. After eating and brushing my teeth, I put on my white Nike sneakers, and glanced at the clock; ten minutes to three. Another smile lit my face before I raced out the door. I was so excited; bursting with it even. I couldn't stop smiling. Sasuke Uchiha, a boy in class who rarely speaks to me, wanted to hang out with me. Sasuke was one of the 'popular' kids in school so I found it a bit odd when he called me yesterday and said, 'Let's hang out.' I didn't question it though. If Sasuke wanted to hang out with me instead of his other, more popular friends, then let him.
I decided to walk to Sasuke's house. It wasn't too far away and I also figured that walking would be a good way to burn off all the excitement I was feeling.
I arrived at Sasuke place a little after 3:30. I stood at the doorway and rang the doorbell. Sasuke answered the door and smiled slightly before letting me inside. I let my eyes wonder around the surrounding rooms, taking everything in. A yard or so in front of me was a brown couch seated in front of a large plasma screen TV. A glass table was placed between them.
'Lucky……' I thought.
To the right of the room was a carpeted staircase, most likely leading up to the bedrooms. To the left was a medium sized kitchen with a wooden table in its center. The table had a nice maroon table cloth over it that matched the walls. Everything but the kitchen was covered in beige carpeting.
Finally I opened my mouth and said, "Nice place you got here."
I even smiled, making it sound more sincere.
Sasuke fidgeted for some odd reason; shifting his weight from foot to foot.
"Thanks." He finally answered and began to climb up the stairs. I followed right behind him, eager to say more.
"So where are your parents? Do they work during the summer?" I asked.
"No. They're both dead."
My gaze traveled to my moving feet working their way up the steps.
"So you live here by yourself then?"
"Hm……sort of…I have an older brother, Itachi. But he travels often so most of the time it's just me here."
I didn't ask anything else after that.
Sasuke led me up to his bedroom, which, just as everything else in his house, looked nice. He didn't bother to turn the lights on. He just walked over to his stereo and put in some CD of a rock band I didn't recognize.
"I'll be right back." He said simply.
I nodded and began looking through his CD collection wanting to keep myself busy. Sasuke came back a few minutes later with a pair of sodas in his hands and handed one of the small cans to me. I noticed that he had opened both of them already. I figured he was just being courteous and saving me the trouble of opening it myself. I took it with a short 'thanks' and took a sip. It tasted……odd. I couldn't put my finger on it.
"Hey Sasuke?"
"Huh?" Sasuke said looking over at me.
I lifted up my soda can slightly, "Did you put something in these?"
He laughed.
"Just drink it idiot."
I didn't give it a second thought until about an hour later. Within this time, we had put in a movie. As we were watching it, still in the dark, I had begun to notice Sasuke staring at me on several occasions. I was just about to yell at him about it when I felt something brush up against the inside of my pants. I looked down and sure enough, a bulge was visible, "What the fuck?!"
Sasuke must have noticed it too because it was at that exact moment that he lunged at me. My back slammed hard against the floor. Sasuke was right over me. Straddling me; pinning me down. I couldn't break free. He bent his head down and licked my lips with his wet tongue. What the hell was going on?!
"I slipped powdered Viagra into your soda along with…other things…" He answered, his right hand finding its way up my shirt.
"Sasuke stop fooling around! Get off me!" I yelled.
His voice took on a different tone. "Oh I'm not playing my little pet; My Naruto."
I feared for the worst. His hand rubbed along my chest and stomach repeatedly. Up, down, back up, back down. I wanted him to stop. What's gotten into him? I tried one more time.
"Sasuke cut it out! What's wrong with you?"
His hand went down my pants.
"Simple. I. Want. To. Fuck. You."
I couldn't push him away. I felt weak all of a sudden, probably due to whatever that jerk put in my soda. My eyes widened in fear and then closed shut when he threw me up against the wall. He grabbed the back of my shirt collar, pulling off my shirt with one quick movement. I winced as my back slammed into the wall again. With one hand, he held both my wrists above my head. The other, caressed my body in any which way he pleased. He pressed his body hard against mine. He slid both hands along either side of my body, tracing every angle. His hands reached the edge of my pants and pulled down. Almost as soon as his hands left my wrists, they were back again; holding me in place. I tried struggling but that only made things worse. I accidentally ground our hips together.
He moaned with pleasure. I shuddered.
His free hand grabbed my chin, forcing me to look at him. He shoved his tongue down my throat and again, I tried to push him away. Escape was hopeless. He flipped me over suddenly. My back was now to him. I think he reached over to grab something. I couldn't tell. He tied something tightly around my wrists which were now placed behind my back. It felt like rope. I heard the rip of a zipper being undone and then the soft sound of pants falling to the floor.
"Tell me that you love me."
"What?" It took a second for his words to sink in, "No!"
"Say it."
"No."
A pale hand snakes its way up and down my back. Each touch, each movement, burning my skin.
"Say it," That accursed voice said again.
"Forget it."
A thrust; an agonizing scream of pain; another demand.....
"Tell me that you love me!"
Again, he jammed his hard penis into my ass. I screamed once more. I could almost hear the ligaments tearing; they too were screaming for him to stop. I felt something trickle down my leg. I was sure it was my own blood.
He shoved it in one more time and this time, instead of letting out a cry of pain, I screamed those three forbidden words, "I love you!"
Salty cold tears streamed down my face. I screamed it again.
"I love you! I love you more than anything! Now let me go! Please!"
"Not just yet my pet."
He threw me on the ground and spread my legs apart. I looked away and shut my eyes closed again. Sobs raked through my body as I felt his tongue wrap around my penis. I continued to cry as his mouth attacked my penis over and over again, moaning every so often.
He stopped.
"Just one last thing before the real fun begins."
Before I knew it, his penis was in my mouth. He slid himself in and out several times. Then he moaned once, louder than the rest, and ejaculated inside my mouth. He pulled out and walked over to where his pants lay; leaving me spitting and coughing on the floor. He slipped his pants back on and paused at the doorway,
"I need to pick up a few…..things so we can continue our fun. Don't move a
single muscle. I'll be back before you know it my pet."
I managed to break free of the ropes that bound my hands together. After that, my brain ran only on pure instinct. I knew only of three things: I had to get out of here; I only had at least fifteen minutes to do so; and I had to get home. I grabbed my pants and boxers that lay abandoned on the floor and hurriedly put them on. I left my shirt on the floor feeling it wasn't important enough. My head spun, my heart raced. I flew down the flight of stairs and rushed out the front door without bothering to put on my sneakers.
The sky grew dark; rolling thunder clashed and lightning lit up the sky turning it a slight shade of purple. Within seconds, it began to pour. Perfect weather to match the horrible feeling I felt inside. I was soaked to the bone and cold; but still, I continued to run.
My ass was sore, my feet hurt from pounding against the wet pavement, my whole body ached, but I still continued to run at top speed. I didn't look back; afraid I would see him coming after me. I weaved in and out of traffic not caring whether I got hit by a car or not. I only focused on getting home. It was all like a bad nightmare. Though I knew, in this one, I wasn't going to wake up. This was reality. What happened today was real. On this day, my life shattered. My world came to a crumbling end.
I had been raped by Sasuke Uchiha.