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Warnings: Lemon and Triggers (X***X)
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When One Betrays
Chapter 3: The Feeling of Revenge
Naruto felt a surreal sense of ease as he walked along the dirt road with Jiraiya. He knew how much Konoha needed Tsunade to return quickly, but staying away from the village meant more time away from both Uchiha's, something he truly wanted at the moment.
"Hey Pervy-Sage! I need you to teach me some awesome jutsu so that I can be stronger and become the Hokage... and protect myself from 'him'." Naruto declared loudly, thinking the second part only to himself.
"Oh, don't worry, I'll teach you stuff you'd never dream you'd learn kid!" the old man replied. "But first we've got to find Tsunade! She's one hell of a woman and doesn't stay in one place for very long."
Naruto was actually curious about who the lady could possibly be, and why she left Konoha if she was such a powerful medical genius. "Tell me about her old man. What's she like?"
Their conversation went on for quite a while, with Naruto noticing the infatuation Jiraiya had for his old teammate. He wondered if his relationship with Sasuke was the same way. He would always be chasing after him and only receiving friendship, if that's what it was, in return. But that didn't seem to bother him like it had before; the thought of letting the raven touch him made his skin crawl, he was too much like his brother.
"Great, now not only am I too much of a coward to fight Itachi off, but I'm becoming so used to the idea of always being his toy that the one I actually like is falling into the background" he moaned in his mind.
He looked up to hear Jiraiya talking about doing 'research' as he called it along the way. Naruto remembered all the times Kakashi-sensei would read the pornographic books and shuddered. Why were men so creepy?
"Say, uh, Pervy-Sage" he asked, unsure of how to go through with it.
Jiraiya stopped whatever sentence had begun to give him a nosebleed. "Yeah, what's up kid?"
Naruto took a deep breath and pushed forward, "has there ever been a time when someone was so much stronger than you that you didn't ever think you could beat him?"
The Sage kept walking, holding his chin as he thought. There absolutely had been; he never thought he would catch up with Orochimaru or Tsunade when he was a child, but now he was just as formidable of a shinobi as them. A gut feeling made him wonder if that was the kind of rivalry Naruto was talking about. The way the boy held his head down when he asked was full of shame, more so than he thought the younger Uchiha was capable of causing.
"Sure, I have," he started, side glancing at the smaller shinobi, "but I worked really hard and now they consider me their equals."
"Have you ever had to outright fight them to find out if you are as strong as they are?" Naruto asked, slightly more hopeful.
"Hey what's with these questions. Is it something Sasuke said to you before you left? Uchiha are all like that; full of arrogance and moody" he said as he dodged the question.
Naruto shook his head, explaining something about just wanting to protect the village from people like Orochimaru who had so easily brought it to its knees. The man seemed to accept that as a suitable answer.
The blonde contemplated what it must mean to become such a strong shinobi. If Jiraiya really was one of the Sannin, that meant he must be able to hold his own against the one who killed the Third. But would that be enough to ward off Itachi? He still wasn't sure what had brought the criminal to his apartment in the first place.
Jiraiya watched the boy toss and turn in his sleep, whatever he was dreaming about, it wasn't good. His face was scrunched in pain and anger, but predominantly fear. He began to realize the conversation he had earlier was not just about Orochimaru attacking the Leaf.
***In Naruto's Dream***
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"No Itachi, I don't want to!" he cried out, struggling against the taller man.
The Uchiha didn't verbally respond, he just tightened his grip on Naruto, holding him still with relative ease. The blondes mind was reeling from pained anticipation of what would happen if he kept fighting, but also if he didn't.
He felt the familiar hands twisting his arm behind his back, gasping as his shoulder popped from the strain. Fresh tears started to drip onto the wall in front of his face, his resolve leaving him.
"Do you want it to hurt Naruto?" he asked coolly; it didn't seem to matter to him one way or another. The question only made the smaller boy cry harder. No, he didn't want it to hurt, but giving in made his stomach do flips of disgust.
Itachi kicked the blonde's legs farther apart, and asked again. Naruto weakly shook his head; his breath was too panicked and ragged to answer. The Uchiha let go of his dislocated arm before shoving it back into place, causing a short scream to fill his ears.
"Put your hands on the wall" he commanded. The blonde slowly did as he was told, his shoulders shaking.
He reached down and pushed the boy's pants and boxers out of the way, allowing them to stay just below the cusp of his rear. He did the same with his own, moving closer to the distressed teen.
Naruto could feel the large hot head of Itachi's member rubbing between his cheeks, just outside his entrance. He shuddered, and closed his eyes, attempting to calm his trembling body. Holding his hips still with one hand, the older man began pushing himself inside. The blonde responded involuntarily, trying to rise to his tip toes to get away from the pulsating organ.
With a quick jab of his own hips, the Uchiha fully sheathed himself, letting out a heavy sigh as he did. He paused, waiting for the smaller boy to adjust to the stretch he caused while he rubbed the smooth skin of Naruto's abdomen under his shirt.
One of his cold hands traveled around farther, running over Naruto's toned stomach before slipping down. A tremor of excitement made its way through him as he grasped the semi-erect member. He felt the blonde tense under the touch, but not try to pull away.
Slowly, he began to run his fingers over the length, up and down, squeezing gently. The blondes breathing started to become more labored, his tight ring of muscles quivering around Itachi's hot cock. The older started to thrust into the boy in time with his pumps, enjoying how Naruto began pressing his back up against him.
The Uchiha leaned his head down and inserted it into the crook of Naruto's neck, kissing him like a lover might. The blonde had his eyes snapped shut still, trying to will himself to not feel the wonderful touches he was receiving. The battle in his mind was still being fought.
"L-let g-go!" he finally shouted, his elbow catching the Uchiha in the ribs.
He was only released for a moment before being slammed face-first into the hard wall, his head whirling from the impact. His knees buckled slightly, with the Uchiha catching him before he fell altogether. One of his strong arms was around his small waist, while the other hand pushed his already injured shoulder forward, pinning him between the wall and Itachi.
A large sob ripped from his throat, the resolve he had temporarily felt had completely left him as he waited for the older to be rough enough to tear him. But the Uchiha simply slipped back in at the same pace he had before, causing the blonde to groan in relief.
Naruto could feel the hard, veiny length caressing his insides, giving him only the gentle pleasure of being filled. Then it hit something that caused him to gasp and reach up to the hand on his shoulder. He squeezed the cold appendage harder and bit his lip when the Uchiha nudged it again.
"N-no Itachi… p-please n-not there!" he begged.
The older man leaned forward, brushing his hair against Naruto's, his lips kissing the fast pulse of his temple softly. "Very well, Naruto-kun; I won't aim there" he replied.
The blonde let out another shaky breath of relief as the thrusting continued.
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Naruto woke in a cold sweat just as Itachi was about to finish in him. He looked over to Jiraiya to ensure that he hadn't made a scene in his sleep. The man's back was to him, but it seemed like he had just past out after too much Sake.
He laid back down slowly, realizing that his own member had become hard. It throbbed gently between his legs, waiting for release that he refused to give. The blonde stayed still, trying to tell himself that this time it was just a dream. Itachi would have given him a beating for sure if he had done that in real life.
The Sage opened his eyes when he felt Naruto stop stirring. Something had happened to the blonde to cause fear like that. He would train Naruto just as he had trained Minato and the three war orphans. The innocent boy that lay next to him would be protected, if it was the last thing he did.
Itachi and Kisame walked through the hotel to Naruto's room. He hoped that Jiraiya would see through his genjutsu soon and come after the blonde, he wasn't ready to hand him over to the Akatsuki just yet. He knocked on the door, almost politely, earning a sneer from his partner.
When Naruto opened the door, his heart stopped. "No, no way… not even Itachi would be bold enough to come here when Jiraiya is around" he thought, panic starting to well up inside him.
"Come with us Naruto-kun" the man demanded coldly. His voice was different than when he had come to see Naruto previous times. It held less force, desire, kindness, everything.
Out of habit, the blonde did what he was told and took a step out in to the hallway.
"It's been a long time, Sasuke" Itachi drawled, a hint of annoyance in his otherwise emotionless voice.
Naruto was practically foaming at the mouth he was so angry with the elder Uchiha. After Jiraiya had come and run them off, he had learned that not only had he tortured and severely damaged Sasuke's mind, but Kakashi's as well. It was one thing for him to be hurt, but something else entirely when his friends were involved.
He couldn't believe that Itachi had been coming to see him when he was part of an organization designed to capture and kill jinchuriki like him. Part of him wondered if that was the exact reason for his degrading visits; to break him down and make him obedient enough to come willingly.
"For fucks sake Naruto, you walked out into the hallway just because he told you to!" he screamed at himself. He had to find this Tsunade woman and bring her back to Konoha so that she could fix his comrades; he felt so responsible.
Jiraiya had been watching the boy ever since their close encounter. In the few months he had known the blonde, not once had he ever frozen or backed away from a fight like that. Then all at once, Itachi shows up and the kid was compliant.
Part of him considered Naruto may have looked at the Sharingan before he realized the danger, but if that was the case, he should have been more injured than he was. "Naruto, have you ever met that Itachi Uchiha before?" he asked, though he already knew the answer.
The blonde kept his head down, and nodded, hoping that his master wouldn't push it any farther. Luck was once again, not on his side.
"I see; so, he's come after you before?"
Again, another silent nod.
"Naruto has been dead last for most of his life. I can't imagine losing to Itachi would have shook him up this bad. Especially since he was still in Konoha" he considered. "What could the Uchiha have done to wear down his naturally defiant disposition?"
"So, what happened? Did he trap you in the Mangekyo world too?" he asked.
Naruto knew Jiraiya was fishing for answers now. If he answered yes, he'd be questioned about what had happened while trapped and he wouldn't know what the world was like. But if he said no, then the questions would keep coming.
While he was thinking of how to weasel out of answering, Jiraiya slowed some and stepped behind the blonde. When he put his hand on Naruto's back, it broke the boy of his train of thought and he jumped away, fear filling his eyes. His mouth hung open in shock when his sensei crossed his arms, a serious look covering his normally carefree face.
"So that's what happened" he stated. "And those nightmares you have… They're about him?"
The blondes mouth went dry, his tongue sticking to the roof. He couldn't speak as the shame he felt caused his cheeks and ears to turn red with heat. The brilliant blue orbs that held so much emotion began to swell with crystalline tears before they slipped down his whiskered skin.
Jiraiya's face softened completely when he saw the state of distress his pupil was in. "Naruto, why didn't you tell anyone?"
Tan hands shook at his sides as he grit his teeth. "Who was I supposed to tell? Who would have cared or been strong enough to help me if I had?" he ground out. "Kakashi sensei was the strongest person I knew and he's unconscious in a hospital right now."
The Sannin couldn't believe that no one had noticed how deeply the blonde was hurt. It bothered him that the people of his village, the one's he called his comrades, would turn such a blind eye to one of their own.
Jiraiya felt sick when he recalled how Minato had asked him to be Naruto's godfather, to protect him if anything should ever happen to them. It tore him up inside to know that Itachi had been forcing himself on the kid and he hadn't been there when the blonde needed him; no one had.
He walked over to the still trembling boy and wrapped his large arms around him, pulling the small body against his. "I'll teach you the new jutsu when we get to our next stop. You'll be strong enough to kill him one day, and until then you've got me watching over you."
Naruto nodded into the warm clothes, never before had he felt such a strong desire to seek revenge; to kill.
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What will Itachi do now? Will Jiraiya be able to protect Naruto? What else could possibly go wrong?
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