Early post, I know. BUT, y'all got cheated, 'cause it's like...less than 2 pages long. It's more of a "Watch-Sasuke-Deal-With-The-Situation-Badly" kind of chapter, than an actual plot-advancing chapter. I almost forgot to put it in, and then I needed to, 'cause it was just a fun scene, and it had to be seperated from the next chapter so...yeah. Written late at night, so check for errors...

Disclaimer: Nope. Don't sue.

Warnings: Language, mild violence, YAOI. More Orochimaru and his man-bits.

Pairings: InoNaru (minor), OroSasu (minor), NaruSasu (main, but later)...

Summary: Naruto has always had dreams of being invisible. After a falling out with his aunt and a run-in with the school bad ass, Sasuke, he finds he really is. Somehow he has to make Sasuke see him, or he'll never be seen again. Based on the movie The Invisible.

There was blood on his hands.

He had smelled it when he tried to wipe his eyes; it smelled like ten thousand copper pennies, and it left a streak of redness on the side of his nose and under his eye.

He could feel it when he moved his hands. It was sticky, and thick. It crunched around the edges, drying, and congealed at his knuckles, between his fingers and in the centers of his palms.

He tried not to look at it.

He didn't touch the body because of it. Or rather, not after they had gotten it up and out of the stream. Kiba had been frozen for a second, blank, so he'd needed to take control and help the other two move...it. Him.

He'd touched the face as it lay there, unmoving. The cheeks were scratched, the nose was broken, and blood had welled up in the mouth. There was also plenty of thick, vital liquid on the back of the head, soaking into sunny blonde locks.

And then it had gotten all over his hands.

It didn't drip; there wasn't enough of it for that. But there was enough that when he went back to Orochimaru's place–couldn't go home, not then, not that night–he left a bloody smear on the door knob.

"What the fuck were you thinking?"

He looked up. His eyes were itchy, stinging, like he'd been crying all night. But it was just tiredness. The rain was all it was on his cheeks.

Orochimaru took a step forward. "What the fuck were you thinking? All this for some fucking stolen jewelry?" He looked angry, but his voice trembled. "You fucking killed someone because of something that was your fault. You could go to jail."

Then Sasuke laughed. It was a loud, slightly hysterical, bitter, painful laugh. It was not a sane laugh.

It made Orochimaru shiver.

"Oh, and you're one to be preaching," the boy said. "You've killed people for less than that. And stealing?" He barked out another short, caustic laugh. "Everything in here is stolen." He gestured to the room they were in. Here was the room under Orochimaru's bed/loft. It was where he kept his cars, and his personal possessions, and acted as Manda's Auto Shop as well.

Sasuke sauntered past the older man and ran his bloody hands over the hood of a classic silver '07 Toyota Land Cruiser. "Stolen," he hissed.

Nissan Grand Touring Convertible, Solar Orange. "Stolen." Bloody smear across the windshield.

Toyota Avalon Limited, Titanium. "Oh, look, stolen," Sasuke said, in a 'funny-about-that kind of voice. He turned and looked directly at Orochimaru as he wrote stolen in blood across the hood.

"Aaand, stolen," Sasuke stated, wiping more blood off onto the sides of a 2007 Hyundai Veracruz, Black Diamond.

"And of course, let's not forget this portion of the show."

The teenager stalked on towards the far wall–where a significant amount of other merchandise was located. It had everything, from iPods ro Easy-Bake Ovens. With a steady mantra of "Stolen, stolen, stolen, stolen," Sasuke deliberately knocked piece after piece to the ground, shoving things over, kicking at the fragile items. Orochimaru was seething by the end of it, but dared not move.

Sasuke turned, leaving behind the mess, and approached Orochimaru. He brought his hand up, still slightly bloody, and wan a finger down Orochimaru's cheek.

"And guess what else you've stolen, that could get you locked away for even more years..."

The snake-like man froze. He knew he'd be in trouble for taking an under-aged lover, especially one of dubious consent, but when Sasuke had been in the palm of his hand, he'd had nothing to worry about. Now that Sasuke was wild, out of control, beyond his command, he could dig up a painfully large amount of incriminating evidence against him.

The bloody hand reached down to cup his groin, and Orochimaru had to bite off a curse as those pale, strong fingers tightened around his manhood.

"Fuck off, lover."

There was a second of pain as the fingers tightened even more, and then he was released, and his young lover turned stiffly and walked away.

Orochimaru let out a breath he hadn't noticed he had been holding, and walked to the bathroom to start cleaning blood off everything.

Y'know, if this happened to me (killing someone by accident), I would probably freak instead of be useful too...

Also, YEEE. My reviewers rock so hard. ::snickers:: I went to the Carmax website to find the cars...XD

To Ichihime, we'll get into how Naruto's invisible later, you gotta wait for it. And Sasuke's foster parent's paid bail, so that's why he wasn't in jail. I dunno, the movie didn't explain it either...O.o

stuckinabottle, yeah, the movie's goes by the same name. It's not in stores yet though, which sucks. Also, it's better than this, but that's okay. XD

Kiiriya, your review made me laugh. :D You rock!

Good day. ::heart::