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Warnings: Light Assault-Lemon
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When One Betrays
Chapter 9: Hope and Despair
***Time-Skip: 1 Week***
The Konoha ninja returned to their village with their heads hanging low. Not only did they fail to find and retrieve Sasuke, but in their confusion, Naruto had been captured as well. Tsunade completely broke down when Kakashi delivered the news. She had just been told of Jiraiya's defeat in his fight against Pein and her already damaged heart finally broke.
Every man that she had ever held dear to her was now gone, and a war was just about to begin. She dreaded the thought of telling Gaara that his best friend had been taken and had likely already been separated from Kyuubi, effectively killing him.
No rescue mission was hastily put together this time, and no assistance was requested from the Sand. If the best tracking ninja Konoha had were unable to locate the blonde, they would just be wasting manpower going after a decaying body.
A thunderstorm rolled over the quiet village, reminding everyone that they would never see the boy that lit up even the darkest nights again. The young shinobi had never truly lost a comrade before and were overwhelmed by the loss, even as their sensei did the best they could to explain this was the life of ninjas everywhere.
Many people would need to be told of the incident, but Kakashi didn't want all the responsibility to be thrust on the obviously grieving Hokage. He volunteered to speak with Iruka, knowing that the man would be utterly devastated to learn about the boy he considered to be his little brother.
The Jonin knocked on the familiar door of his old teammate's apartment and felt his stomach drop with each light step he heard.
"Kakashi-san" Iruka smiled warmly "you all are back from your mission to retrieve Sasuke?" he questioned.
The silver-haired man gave a weak smile and nodded, rubbing the back of his head. "We weren't able to find him, but, I was wondering… have you eaten dinner yet?"
There had been tension between the two men for years now, an unspoken desire that was never acted upon. Iruka blushed deeply, not understanding the real reason his crush was asking him to go out. He shook his head and scratched his nose nervously, keeping his gaze low.
"How about ramen?" Kakashi offered. He knew it would be better if he simply went inside and sat the brunette down, but something about being in his apartment and delivering such terrible news didn't feel right.
He didn't think he could handle the man breaking down in front of him and selfishly hoped if they were out in public he wouldn't take it so badly.
Iruka slipped on his Chunin jacket and followed Kakashi to Ichirakus', noticing how heavy the man's steps were. He partly believed it was from being unable to find his student; the copy-nin had taken it hard that the boy had slipped through his fingers so many times already.
Teuchi was friendly as usual, asking about how their mission went and when his favorite customer would be coming by to eat again. A small part of the Jonin broke at the questions; once again, he had lost a comrade in battle. His own sensei's son for fuck's sake.
The weight of his announcement forced the air from his lungs and his eyes burned with tears he refused to let fall.
"Iruka, Teuchi, Naruto is… he's not… I don't…he didn't make it…." He finally answered, his restraint failing as the water in his eyes finally overflowed, falling into the steaming bowl under his hanging head.
Silence surrounded him. Everyone paused what they were doing, even bystanders who happened to be eating in the same restaurant. Ayame covered her mouth with her hands, gasping as she started to cry.
Kakashi knew he was being a coward, but he couldn't look at the man he adored so much. Iruka was sure to hate him. After all, he was supposed to protect the boy. He wanted to apologize, to get on his knees and beg for forgiveness, but his body was frozen in its place.
Iruka was equally as rigid, his eyes wide with shock. Naruto was the only family he had left since his parent's deaths, and now he'd lost him too. "W-what?" he finally asked, disbelief rendering him almost incapable of saying anything else.
"The Akatsuki…" Kakashi responded. They weren't actually sure what had happened. When they arrived at the end of Naruto's chakra trail, there was evidence of a major battle, but no sign of anyone. Kiba had been able to smell Itachi's blood, and they figured the missing nin had been able to best the blonde before taking him away.
"We searched for him… for nearly a week. But it only takes three days to extract a Bijuu, and even the power of Kiba's nose, my ninja hounds, Shino's beetles and the Byakugan couldn't find a trace of where they might have taken him for the ritual. I… I'm so sorry Iruka…"
With the last of his courage, he gazed up through his hair at the Chunin, his heart breaking at the man's distressed appearance. "He's not dead…" the brunette finally muttered, turning to get up.
"Iruka..." Kakashi started but was quickly interrupted.
"I said he isn't dead Kakashi! Naruto is going to be the Hokage one day and I seem to be the only person in this damned village that believes in him" he hissed, "I don't care what you or anyone else says. I am going to find him and bring him home!"
The angered man started to walk away quickly towards the Hokage's office, leaving everyone stunned. Kakashi quickly pulled out his wallet but Teuchi stopped him, telling him that considering the circumstances, it was on the house.
The Jonin thanked him and quickly ran after Iruka, grabbing his shoulder when he finally caught up.
"Don't try to stop me Kakashi!" he practically screamed, yanking his arm away.
"I'm not going to stop you. If you're going after Naruto then I'm coming too" he answered, his voice regaining its usual confidence.
"Us too!" came a shout from across the street. All of Naruto's friends had been silently watching the two sensei's, prepared to comfort them once the news was delivered. They had heard Iruka's claim that the blonde they had all grown to love was still alive, and their determination was revitalized.
They would bring him home, even if it was just a body. Of all the shinobi they knew, the bubbling idiot was one who deserved to be treated like family and buried amongst people who loved him.
Iruka started to cry at the show of support. He knew what the odds were, but Naruto was Konoha's most surprising ninja. If anyone could survive, it would be him.
The blonde woke up in a new dimly lit room, his head still pounding from overusing his chakra and receiving a concussion from Sasuke. Even with his advanced healing, his body just didn't have the fight it used to now that Itachi had been taken from him. He wished that he could just slip away into oblivion and join the elder Uchiha, to finally have some semblance of peace. But Sasuke had other plans for him.
Every day, the young raven would come and become bolder with the way he touched Naruto, even going so far as to slip his hands down the injured boys pants. A door opened across the room, causing the blonde to shudder in despair. Sasuke was on him in an instant, forcing himself between the boy's clothed legs.
His pale hand reached up to grab the boys chin again, causing the younger to wince in pain. He'd all out cracked the tan jaw at this point. Naruto closed his eyes when he felt Sasuke start to kiss him, fully submitting to the torment. He would try to imagine it was Itachi hovering above him, but the rough nips he would feel on his bruised lips reminded him otherwise. When the elder Uchiha kissed him, it was always soft and comforting.
The Raven's hands slid down his throat and his nails dug into the smooth skin of his chest, leaving marks as they went. His hot mouth was quick to follow, sucking and biting the sensitive flesh until a trail of hickeys were made.
One of those pale appendages groped lower, rubbing Naruto's completely flaccid member. The blonde groaned at the contact, turning his head away from his captor. The boy's body started to betray him as blood pooled in his lower abdomen, hardening his cock.
"See, I knew you like it…" Sasuke cooed darkly, forcing his hand under the sweatpants to grab hold of his prize. He smirked when the blonde whined again and started to pump faster. The boys breathing became labored, his face contorted into a pained state of pleasure.
The Uchiha could feel his prey's hips start to jerk slightly, signaling the blonde was rapidly approaching his climax. At the last second, he pulled his hand away a chuckled, the sound making Naruto feel like he might truly be being held by a maniac.
Sasuke sat back on his ankles and undid his pants, letting his own hard dick spring free. Naruto felt the tears that had been threatening start to fall. He didn't want this, and he didn't want Sasuke.
The aroused teen grabbed a tan hand and yanked it to his weeping cock, holding it in place around the throbbing length. As soon as he let go, Naruto did the same, withdrawing his hand as quickly as possible.
Anger flowed through the Raven at the action. "I know you did this for my brother and you will do it for me. You're mine now loser so get used to it" he seethed.
"Fuck you Sasuke! I loved Itachi, not you and I'm not your whore so get the hell away from me!" Naruto screamed, doing his best to shove the heavy boy off.
Sharingan filled eyes widened, the tomoes spinning wildly. His hard fist came down and finished dislocating the blonde's jaw before raising again to hammer into his ribs. Naruto blocked the next assault, but that only served to fuel the Uchiha's rage further. He stood and began throwing the injured boy around the room, kicking him when he would land. Sasuke finally ended the beating and dragged the limp body back to the bed.
He grabbed the boys throat tightly and forced him to look him in the eyes, withdrawing a kunai from his leg pouch in the process. "If you don't do as I say, I will cut off each of your fingers so the only way you can satisfy me is with your mouth or tight little ass. Got it Naruto?" he snarled, waving the knife around to make his point.
Naruto hiccupped and started to sob, giving in to his pain and despair. "I'm so sorry, Itachi" he cried to himself while his hands shakily grabbed the still solid member. His movement was uncoordinated and sloppy, but the Raven began moaning anyway, thrusting his hips to aid the blondes touches.
"Fuck yes…" he finally groaned, squirting the white fluid on Naruto's tear stained face. He stepped back to admire his work for a moment before pushing the blonde down to the bed, covering the trembling form with a blanket.
"Don't ever say his name in my presence. I don't want you to even think about him again" he ordered.
Naruto's face hurt too much to answer, he just nodded fearfully and avoided looking at the boy that used to be his best friend. When the Raven left, he curled into a ball and held his broken ribs, trying to forget the world and his suffering.
"Kisame…I understand you decided to quit the Akatsuki" a voice stated from behind the shark-like man.
The mist assassin grinned darkly, "so that's whose been following me."
"Perhaps you'd like to reconsider joining now that I've made my identity known to you…" the voice offered.
Kisame nodded to the masked figure, "do I really have a choice?" he questioned, clearly amused.
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