Once again I feel guilty…………T_T

Masashi Kishimoto owns Naruto.

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The soft squeak of the rubber soles of his sneakers were the only thing Naruto heard with every step as he wandered through the hallways. It was early; hardly anyone had shown up for school yet. The only reason why he was here at this time was because those nightmares had woken him up again, preventing him from going back to sleep. So he figured instead of just lounging around his depressing, nightmare filled house, he could at least get to school on time. Shocking I know, but what other choice did he have?

He passed by a certain dead-end hallway and he froze. 'No!'

His blue eyes went wide and his breath caught in his throat. Down that hallway, he saw the school heart-throb. The man who all the girls adored and thought was perfect in every way. But what they didn't know was that this man, this sick man, had a horrible secret; a secret that could send him to jail. It was the very details of that secret that made Naruto's stomach churn whenever it crossed his mind. It was the reason he wakes up screaming, the reason he can't seem to shake off this horrible pain.

Naruto had no idea how long he had been staring, frozen in horror at the figure before him, but Sasuke suddenly turned his attention away from the teacher he was speaking with and laid his lustful, onyx eyes onto his 'pet.'

'Oh no……'

Naruto high-tailed out of there knowing at that very second, Sasuke was already excusing himself from his conversation with that teacher and heading out after him. He knew Sasuke would be too discrete to run, trying not to make it seem like he was up to something, but Naruto knew better. He could almost sense Sasuke was coming after him, no matter how slow.

His heart pounded in his ears, his mind reeled, and to be honest, he was scared.

'There's no escaping this. There's no where for me to go……I'm trapped……'

Another set of footsteps hit Naruto's ears, coming faster now, breaking out into a run. He didn't dare look back. He already knew who it was. Where the heck were teachers when you needed them? They were never around to help him; help anyone.

Before Naruto knew it, a hand was over his mouth and he was being thrown into a broom closest.

It was dark; he couldn't see the face of the person who had dragged him in here, but he didn't need to. He knew it was Sasuke.

"Why were you running from me huh?!" There was a bitterness to Sasuke's words and as he spoke, he threw Naruto against the wall. One hand covered Naruto's mouth, while the length of Sasuke's opposite forearm pressed hard against Naruto's chest, restricting his movement.

Naruto's breathing came out in shallow and rapid gasps, triggered by the fear of what was to come. The panic in his eyes would have been clear if one could see them in this pitch black space.

Whatever anger had been in Sasuke had left, for he now spoke in a soft and almost apologetic tone.

"I'm sorry…..I'm sorry for yelling at you my pet." The hand on Naruto's mouth shifted to begin stroking his neck. Sasuke's face was close to his. He could feel it. Feel his unwanted breath on his face. Naruto didn't know where the voice inside him came from, but it spat out his mouth with complete resentment.

"I'm not. I only wish you would hate my guts so that I wouldn't have to ever see your twisted face again, you bastard."

He shouldn't have said it. He really shouldn't of. Sasuke responded to that by angrily shoving his hand down the front of Naruto's pants and squeezing hard.

'Damn it, no!'

Naruto tried to move away but Sasuke's arm was still across his chest, holding him firmly in place. One of the Uchiha's legs had also just situated itself between Naruto's legs, his knee just below the place Sasuke now had a hold of under his jeans. Naruto didn't think he could move even if he tried.

'Why? Why does this keep happening? Why won't it ever stop? I hate this.'

"I hate you," another involuntary remark from Naruto.

"No you don't."

Naruto felt Sasuke's lips connect with his, his tongue trying to enter his mouth, wanting more from him.

With a jolt Naruto realized he could still use his arms to some extent, tearing his head away and pushing Sasuke away from him, "Get the fuck off me!"

Sasuke grabbed at his wrists before Naruto could pull his hands away.

"Bastard! Let go of me!"

Sasuke responded by pulling Naruto away from the wall, twisting him and his arms around in such a way that when Naruto slammed face first into the wall, Sasuke had Naruto's arms painfully pinned behind his back.

"Stop resisting. You're making this harder than it has to be. Just give in. You know it's easier for the both of us if you do."

Naruto opened his mouth to say something but Sasuke twisted his arm up more, making him let out a small grunt of pain instead.

"Shut up, I'm not through yet," Sasuke's mouth was now close to Naruto's ear. He couldn't help but take in every word.

As Sasuke began to speak, he took both of Naruto's wrists in one hand so that he now had at least one hand to use. Not good.

"You think this is going to end? You think this is going to all just 'blow over'?"

That single hand slowly slid down Naruto's jeans and boxers.

"Like I'm just going to stop one day and leave you the hell alone?"

The last few words were a bit distorted for Sasuke had placed both his index and middle fingers in his mouth.

"Well here's a news flash for you my pet, I'm not. I enjoy this. I live off this; and whether you like it or not," he shoved those two fingers up Naruto's rectum and began scissoring the opening while he continued to talk.

"I'm going to keep doing it again….and again….and again."

On the last 'and then' Sasuke shoved his long since erected penis into the small and tight opening. The all too familiar agonizing scream of pain flowed from Naruto's mouth. He didn't even have time to think of when Sasuke had even undone his own pants. The unbearable pain surged through out his body and before Naruto knew it, he was feeling it again, and again, and again. Five more thrusts, five more screams, ten more thrusts, ten more screams, it didn't matter. Naruto wasn't counting. It hurt all the same.

When Sasuke finally finished and had long since left, Naruto slid to the floor, threw his head back and screamed towards the ceiling. The school's bell just happened to ring at that same moment, drowning out his cries from inside the dark room. But if you had heard, you would have been able to pick out every ounce of the pain and suffering, all the grief, all the frustration, and not the slightest bit of hope.