Hello doves! Chapter two is here and the angst is in full force!
There is Lemon and Trigger Warnings (X***X) in this chapter, so beware!
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When One Betrays
Chapter 2: Cold Hands
***Time-Skip: After the Chunin Exams***
He laid face down in his bed, his hands still tied together to the headboard. His naked body heaved, trying to get back the air it had lost. The boy's eyes were blank, uncaring that drool was leaking from his slightly parted lips. He could vaguely hear the sound of clothes being shuffled around in the darkness, and knew the man was about to leave, just like he always did when he was finished.
He shivered when he felt callused fingers trail up his exposed back, following the length of one of his arms until they reached their destination. The tight cord around his numb hands was severed easily, allowing the cut wrists to fall to the bed, stretched out above his head. Still, he didn't move.
The dark figure touched his heated cheek almost tenderly, before turning to the door. His tired eyes followed the man as he moved, waiting to be alone again. When he heard the soft click of his last door shutting, he sighed and closed his weary lids. He would clean himself and his bed in the morning but for now, he needed to rest.
Naruto opened his beautiful blue eyes slowly, morning had come too soon. He rolled over to his back, grimacing at the sticky feeling between his bare legs. The sun was just rising into the sky, and he was supposed to be heading to the bridge in a few hours. He didn't want to get up yet, having to see anyone right now made him fell drained.
"Maybe I could pretend that I'm actually sick. I don't feel well so it wouldn't be a complete lie."
He shook his head to rid himself of the thought. Kakashi would know he wasn't physically ill; he'd never even had a cold thanks to the power of the nine-tails. It would just make the Jonin ask questions he didn't want to answer.
Still, he relaxed back onto his pillows, closing his eyes. "Last night didn't hurt again. I wish he would just be rough like he was in the beginning, it would bother me so much less if he was." Naruto contemplated his visits from the man, remembering the previous night.
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Naruto felt the presence in his apartment again. What he had hoped had been a one-time experience had quickly turned into a couple times a month. He turned around and leaned his lower back against the counter, keeping his eyes down and away from the Uchiha's.
Part of him wanted to scream and fight back, but another part of him didn't. Itachi had started to be gentle with him if he allowed it. Naruto couldn't deny that his body and mind were slowly starting to betray him; it must have been the beginning of Stockholm syndrome he figured. The blonde waited semi-patiently for the man to cross the kitchen.
Itachi calmly took the boys chin in his hand and lifted, almost smiling when Naruto opened his eyes to meet his. Even if the boy was terrified, he would never be a coward. He could see the debate happening behind the hurt, knowing Naruto was trying to decide if he wanted to resist or not.
Deciding not to wait to find out, he let go of his sun-kissed face and instead gripped his hand, leading him slowly into the bedroom. Itachi unzipped the boys jacket and removed it before laying him down. Naruto closed his eyes, his mind still uncertain if he wanted to let Itachi do this again.
The Uchiha stood slipping off his cloak and all but his boxers, bringing a kunai out as well. Naruto was still too dazed to keep track of what was happening. He didn't open his eyes until he felt cool metal pressed in-between his collar bones. The blade was yanked down quickly, tearing the white shirt in two before returning and cutting open his sleeves.
He almost sighed when he realized the knife hadn't cut him open as well. But that feeling of relief vanished when cold hands started exploring his bare chest. The touch felt wonderful, but his stomach churned at the idea of being disloyal to Konoha, his friends, even himself.
Itachi watched Naruto try to rid himself of the touch, but he wasn't going to give him another beating yet. His attempts were too weak to cause him much trouble. Instead, he grabbed the blonde's wrists again and forced them down beside his head. The Uchiha leaned over him, resting himself on Naruto's legs so he couldn't kick.
His head dropped lower, driving into his preys' neck. He flicked out his tongue, tasting the sweat that had started to appear on the tan skin. The feeling of Naruto shuddering below excited him, and drove him onward.
He sucked and nipped the soft area, enjoying the occasional gasps that would sneak from the boy's throat. He tilted his head slightly, letting his lips graze over a soft earlobe. Naruto's breath hitched at the feeling. "Do you like that Naruto-kun?" he whispered.
"Bastard" the blonde responded.
"I think you do…" Itachi cooed. He let go of one of the boy's hands and trailed it down his abdomen. A small tan hand reached fast and grabbed it before it could clear the distance to his pants. Red eyes leisurely moved up to Naruto's.
"Do you stop me because you don't want me touching you? Or is it because I'm an enemy of Konoha?" He asked honestly.
Naruto wasn't sure. The past several months had thrown him for a loop. Sasuke had been such a prick to him after he had defeated Gaara. Now, the man that he had assumed was a mortal devil was showing him more affection than the boy he considered to be his closest friend. He decided it would be best if he didn't answer at all.
Itachi pulled his arm from Naruto's wrist and continued with what he was doing. He snapped the button and pulled down the zipper. It didn't take long before he had the rest of his garments thrown to the floor. He trailed his hands up the blonde's thigh but stopped when he felt Naruto tense even more.
"Turn over" he ordered instead. Lifting his hips slightly so the boy could move.
As if under a genjutsu, Naruto did what he was told.
The Uchiha kneeled over the small toned body again, running his fingers over the warm tan skin. His face was near the blonde's sensitive ear, "pretend it isn't me Naruto-kun" he whispered softly.
The blonde relaxed slightly, and he reached down and pulled a bottle from his robe, squeezing out some of the oil. He rubbed it into Naruto's back, massaging the tight muscles until they untensed.
He could swear he heard a few suppressed groans during his ministrations. Slowly, he moved lower, fondling Naruto's rounded cheeks before slipping his finger into the boy. The blonde tensed slightly, feeling apprehension of what was going to come after.
"I-Itachi…" he whimpered out.
"What is it Naruto?" he asked.
"Tie me up. I don't want to like it." he answered meekly.
The Uchiha raised his delicate eyebrow at the demand. He peered down to the boys slightly turned head and saw his conflicted eyes. He was obviously suffering from being assaulted, but there was the shadow of want present as well.
Itachi did as he was asked and tied his hands to the headboard before continuing to prepare the younger.
Once he had successfully stretched Naruto, he pulled down his boxers slowly, his solid member pouncing out, waiting to be immersed in the tight heat.
The Uchiha pushed himself into the blonde gently, pausing when he felt him tense and continuing when the muscles relaxed again. He was careful to avoid the sensitive bundle that resided in him; even if the boy didn't want to experience too much pleasure, that didn't mean Itachi had to hurt him either.
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Naruto growled at the memory before he lifted himself from the messy sheets and went to the shower, grateful that Kyuubi had already healed him from last night. The two beings still didn't like each other, but Naruto knew that he would have died a long time ago without the demon spirit.
He felt the warm water rushing over his skin, and began to clean himself. He didn't scrub like he had the first time, it wouldn't help and he knew it. No matter how often he bathed or rubbed his skin raw, he could still feel cold hands running over him.
Naruto dried his body and wrapped the towel around his waist, moving to strip his bed. The sheets were thrown into the washer along with his night clothes, destroying any proof that Itachi Uchiha had come to visit him again last night.
Adorning his usual bright orange outfit, he left his house to meet with Team 7 at the bridge. How he had grown to despise meeting with them. Sakura would ignore him as usual to fawn over a certain younger Uchiha, Kakashi would spend the majority of the time training said Uchiha and then Naruto would be insulted by that DAMN UCHIHA.
He willed himself to keep walking forward until he finally reached his teammates, who were still waiting for him and Kakashi to arrive.
"You're late Naruto!" Sakura screamed in her shrill voice, smacking him on his already aching head.
"Sorry Sakura! I slept in!" he whimpered, earning a look of dissatisfaction from the kunoichi.
He looked up to see Sasuke staring at him. "You've been late a lot recently. Figures a loser like you couldn't bother to look at his watch" he sneered.
Naruto growled out a loud insult, but secretly snickered to himself. As annoyed as he was that Itachi would come to assault him a couple times a month, it brought him a sick satisfaction to know that the man Sasuke wanted to kill was having sex with him.
He figured that's why he handled being raped so well. When he wasn't panicking that Sasuke looked so similar to his brother, he could remind himself that the raven would lose his mind if he ever found out. Naruto sighed and looked over the edge of the bridge into the clear water, gazing at his reflection.
"Itachi Uchiha…I wonder when he'll come to see me next? I need to get stronger so that when he does I can rip off that attractive head of his." he thought to himself. Naruto had long known that he was gay. From a young age, he had never really felt the same way about girls that every other boy seemed to, but it wasn't until he accidently kissed Sasuke that it clicked.
He absentmindedly touched his lips, remembering the feeling. He'd fallen for the arrogant ass just like all the girls had, but hid his feelings behind rivalry. The blonde constantly hit on Sakura to avoid suspicion. He wasn't ashamed of his preferences, but he was already an outcast. His life would be easier if he flirted with the girl so many other people liked.
He felt eyes on him and started to tremble slightly, his body reacting just like it did when those cold hands drifted over him. His fearful orbs glanced up to see it was just Sasuke. Anger flooded his system, "What are you looking at teme?" he hissed.
There was something in the raven's gaze that unsettled him. Naruto grew even more anxious when the boy pried himself from Sakura's arms to walk over. "You alright dobe? You've been acting skittish, especially around me."
That made him even more nervous than before and he wasn't sure how to react. "Is he actually asking about my wellbeing after treating me like trash recently?"
Before Naruto could answer, or be asked again, a familiar poof sounded. Kakashi arrived, mumbling about helping some old person with their bags. The blonde decided that being loud as always would get him out of answering. "Yeah right Kakashi-sensei! You liar!" he screamed.
"Maa Naruto, Jiraiya-sama is looking for you." he replied, holding his hands up in apology.
The blonde's attitude changed instantly. He loved going on missions with the pervy-sage. It was the only time it ever got one-on-one training. "Plus, that bastard won't come near me when I'm with the pervert. It will give me time to think and get my shit together."
Smiling he jumped off to find the Sannin.
Itachi watched from the trees as Naruto bounced off to find his other sensei. He had come a long way since they had started training together. "It won't be long before he will actually have the strength to fight me off" he mused.
Still, Pein was becoming impatient with how slowly the jinchuriki were being captured. He and Kisame would have to make an appearance if he wanted to stay in good graces with the Akatsuki. He glanced down again to see his brother's eyes following the blonde as well.
"It seems that I might have some competition" he said to himself.
The Uchiha returned to where his partner was waiting, a small twinge of jealousy still gnawing at him. "He's heading out of the village with Jiraiya, one of the legendary Sannin. If we are to capture him it must be done when the two are separated. If he and I were to clash, we would both lose our lives."
The shark-like man nodded in acknowledgement. This was sure to be an interesting meeting.
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