Woe... I'm Life's Whore
Woe… I'm Life's Whore
Naruto discovers some funky feelings. A LOT of drama ensues. AU SasuNaru, plus other pairings (surprise ). Some possible OOCness.. plot-line a little more serious than the title.
Main Pairing: SasuNaru/NaruSasu Others: GaaNaru/NaruGaa KibaShino/ShinoKiba
R&R
Chapter Sixteen: Angel
Naruto stumbled off the bus and out into the cold, bitter night.
"Shut your face next time and maybe you'll get to stay on longer!" the bus driver yelled at him, kicking him out two stops early.
"Stupid old man!" Naruto stuck out his tongue, grinning and giggling.
The bus driver drove off, cursing and mumbling something about, "idiotic, drunken teenagers these days..."
Naruto regained his balance and tried to overcome his new sense of disorientation.
"Sasuke's house is that way..." he slurred, pointing in what he hoped was the right direction.
"So... Sasuke must be that way..!" he pointed in the opposite direction and started walking.
Luckily for him, Sasuke was in that direction, although his sixth sense was far off when it came to the whereabouts of Sasuke's house.
He clambered down the quiet, dark streets of inner suburbia, finally clasping onto familiar street signs, trees and lamp posts.
"Sasuke..." he croaked. His throat felt parched. "I need a drink..." he said, feeling around in his pockets hopefully.
Nothing.
"Hm," he said, before yelling, "Sasuke..!" again.
Naruto smiled at some reoccurring thoughts, "Fat-Jerk-Saaaah-Skaaaayyy!!" he blurted, finishing with a flamboyant flip of the hand. His voice echoed down the quiet street.
"Lol" he said, ignoring the out-of-context use of chatspeak.
Suddenly his eyes started watering. A pain in his chest started growing. He was reminded of Gaara, and the night so far. He remembered why he was here.
"Oh, shit," he mumbled, pausing and clutching his chest awkwardly.
"Sasuke!!" he yelled, a little louder, tears stinging his eyes.
"Come on Sasuke... this is..." he paused, collected his thoughts, then continued, ".. this is stupid, Sasuke... don't hide from me...!"
He continued walking, or more like stumbling, down the street.
"God... Sasuke... where are you..!?" he was now yelling at random windows.
"Shutup! Find your stupid dog in the morning!" somebody yelled from the window.
"He's not a dog, Fuckface!" Naruto suddenly got hysterical. "He's my fucking boyfriend!"
"... In that case, shut up you faggot! Find your stupid ass-buddy in the morning!"
Naruto started to cry. He made a hand gesture in the direction of the window and started yelling.
"No! I'll find him now! You can't... you can't say that to me... I hate you. I hate your family!" Tears were pouring down his cheeks. He slunk to the ground, sobbing, but still angry.
"You just, don't know. I'm out here for a reason and.. "
"Naruto?"
Naruto stopped his rant and sniffed, turning towards the voice.
"Sa- Sasuke...!"
Naruto tried to stand up, staggered a bit, then collapsed on top of Sasuke, laughing and crying.
"Naruto... what are you doing?" he said, propping Naruto up so he could see his face.
"Looking for you, Mr. President," Naruto said, speaking in the same accent he had put on for Gaara.
Sasuke winced as he registered the foul stench coming from Naruto's mouth, but embraced the boy anyway. He held him close, and petted his hair gently. It was nice.
Naruto had clung tightly to the boy, quietly sobbing, and making wet marks down the front of Sasuke's shirt.
"Sasuke..." Naruto warbled softly.
"Naruto..." he replied.
"Sasuke... I'm so sorry... I.. " Naruto started.
"No, Naruto," Sasuke cut him off. He held Naruto's shoulders and looked into his eyes.
"..I'm sorry."
"Sasuke..." Naruto screwed his eyes shut and flung his arms round the other boys neck, holding him tighter than before.
"Come on, Naruto," Sasuke ushered him up his stairs and into the house. Sasuke was sure he heard someone say "faggot" just before he shut the door, but he didn't take any notice.
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Sasuke had noticed Naruto's inability to walk in his drunken state, so he had scooped up the blonde boy and taken him upstairs to his bedroom. Naruto had been rambling on about every thought that had crossed his mind. Gaara, TenTen... and Sasuke was sure he had a decent idea of what had gone on.
He felt it too.
He felt terrible.
He rolled Naruto onto the mattress and kissed him lightly on the forehead.
"... Oh Sasuke... I'm such a bad person," Naruto sobbed.
Sasuke just smiled. "Naruto, you're the purest person I know."
Naruto smiled up through blood-shot eyes.
"Pure? Like I'm an angel or something.." he grinned stupidly.
"Yeah," Sasuke's smile grew a little, "something like that."
"Sasuke..." Naruto said in devious tones, leaning up as best he could towards his face.
"Yes Naruto...?" Sasuke said, leaning towards him a little more.
"Do you wanna..." Naruto finished the sentence by pressing his mouth onto Sasuke's, prying his tongue through his lips and demanding entry. Sasuke complied and the flavours of stale alcohol flooded into his mouth. He ignored the unwelcome tastes.
Naruto spun his hands through Sasuke's hair and snaked a hand up his muscled chest. Sasuke slowly moved so he was straddling Naruto. He growled into the kiss.
Naruto broke and stared at Sasuke for a moment, his eyes were full of tears again.
"Naruto?"
"Sasuke..." Naruto panted.
Sasuke looked at him, lost.
"Sasuke..." Naruto said, a little more urgently.
".. Naruto??"
"Sas..."
Sasuke had seen what was about to happen a moment before it did. He had barely managed to grab the garbage bin next to him before Naruto gave a heaving gag, vomiting into the unlucky trash can. Naruto held onto either side of the bucket as Sasuke escorted him towards the bathroom.
Sasuke had been sitting there for almost half an hour listening to Naruto's symphony of hurl before he finally spoke up.
"You know, I had no idea when you showed up screaming on my street that you were going to be driving the porcelain bus, Naruto," he smirked.
"Shut up - " /gag/ " - teme.."
Sasuke wanted to hug him, but he probably would just get in the way.
A few more minutes and the heaving subsided, although Naruto was still hugging the toilet seat.
"Naruto, would you like some water...?"
Naruto didn't move.
"Naruto...?" Sasuke said, a little more concerned.
He stayed still. Sasuke walked over to the boy. He had fallen asleep. Sasuke resisted the urge to take any photos and scooped up the boy for the second time that night, walking him across the hall to his room. He gently lay him down on the bed and tucked the sheets and pillows up around them both.
"Goodnight, angel."
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Sasuke woke up early. It was raining.
Rain was fine.
It was thundering, loudly, and the lightning could have split the earth in two.
That was a bad omen.
Thunderstorms never brought good news. Sasuke felt his stomach drop. He decided to skip breakfast.
He took a hasty shower, turning the hot tap down so that it was near cold.
Naruto was still asleep when he came back in. He decided that it was a bad idea to repeat what he did last weekend. Apparently, letting someone sleep-in wasn't always the best option out of the two.
Especially since these might be the last precious moments he ever spent with Naruto.
"Naruto..." he brushed Naruto's face lightly with his hand. The boy stirred.
"Nnnnghh... Sasuke..." Naruto reached up for Sasuke, trying to sit up, but was promptly pushed back down by his own hangover. He put a hand to his head and squinted.
"Sasuke??"
"Yeah.. Naruto..."
Naruto grinned slightly awkwardly. Sasuke smiled back and leant down, kissing him chastely.
"I'm so sorry, dobe."
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Sasuke and Naruto emerged from the house an hour or so later, after they had eaten and goten changed. Sasuke had explained nothing as to why, exactly he was sorry, but merely that he was.
They had parted ways at Naruto's apartment, where Sasuke was sure he would spend his last moments kissing Naruto.
Even though, in his head, he was screaming.
Screaming to never let go.
Screaming at himself for being an idiot.
Screaming hysterical apologies for Naruto.
Screaming.
Sasuke would have snapped if he hadn't left when he did.
Now... well.
Now he stood outside the Pavillion Hotel. His watch said five to one. He felt cold all over, and remembered why he was doing this.
The seconds were ticking, and he didn't want a repeat of last weekend.
He let the icy chill take over, took a deep breath, and stepped into the foyer.
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Ding!
The elevator hit the top floor and Sasuke stepped out, taking a moment to discover his surroundings. This place was huge. He found himself in a elegant hallway with deep mauve carpeting and dark plum walls. A chandelier adorned the decorated plaster ceiling, and beautiful oil paintings hung somberly on the quiet walls. There was only one door in the obscenely long hall, and 4B was emblazoned in gold letters upon it. Sasuke sauntered over to it gingerly and pressed the matching door bell. He tried not to sulk as he heard the jingle go off somewhere inside the suite.
He heard footsteps, which paused, briefly. He assumed his client was peering through the window.
It was followed by the rasp of the doorknob turning.
"Sasuke," the voice half-hissed, half-purred.
Sasuke looked up and into his eyes. These eyes eminated neither heat nor cold. Instead, they seemed to more, dig claws in deep, let fangs seep in, and ooze poison. They were soulless. Cruel. Powerful.
"Orochimaru."
He was wearing the hotel's deep purple dressing gown, and his pale, sunken face glowed almost eerily against it. The man licked his parched lips with a freakishly long tongue.
"Please, come in."
Sasuke winced as he walked through the door. Orochimaru stood behind him and placed heavy hands on his shoulders.
He leaned down to his ear and whispered, "long have I waited for this day, little Sasuke."
Sasuke removed Orochimaru's hands from his shoulders and turned to face him.
"I know, Orochimaru, you went over it extensively in your letters."
Orochimaru chuckled quietly to himself.
"Indeed, I did," he hissed, "but I don't think you know the extent of this desire."
Sasuke frowned at him.
"Orochimaru, we went over this before. It matters not the extent of your desire. Do you have what I asked for?"
Orochimaru snarled and lifted a bony finger towards a pile of papers on the side desk.
"There," he said, "everything about Itachi's whereabouts and movements since the day he was born..." he smiled, "including where he should be in the next few weeks."
Sasuke nodded briefly. Orochimaru stepped over to him, slowly, smiling and chuckling to himself. A laugh as cold as his heart.
He grabbed the back of Sasuke's head, pulling at his hair. Sasuke squinted at the pain for a moment, but tried to keep his composure. Showing Orochimaru that he was in any way uncomfortable would just make his experience better. Orochimaru pressed his lips down hard onto Sasuke's, tongue demanding entry, to which Sasuke allowed obediently. After Orochimaru had finished, he came up to breathe, smirking.
"Come," he ordered.
Sasuke followed him to the couch, where he sat down. He pointed at the ground. Sasuke got down on his knees and awaited further instruction.
Orochimaru took the back of his head and brought him closer to his crotch, which was bulging through the unsightly dressing gown.
"Sasuke..." Orochimaru warned.
Sasuke flinched as he folded back the clothing, revealing Orochimaru's swollen member.
Sasuke felt sick.
"Suck," he ordered.
Sasuke obeyed.
Orochimaru began making his hissing, purring sounds again, but louder. He started to push Sasuke up and down by pressing down and pulling back on his hair. Sasuke tried his best to ignore his gag reflex.
Orochimaru was chuckling between the hisses, which were getting louder. He began moaning, thrusting harder.
Sasuke was sure he heard small "Nn Sasuke"'s coming from Orochimaru. The thought made him even more ill.
Suddenly Orochimaru started panting heavily, pushing hard down, Sasuke felt the foreign object lodge itself in his throat. He tried his best not to throw up.
Orochimaru shuddered and moaned, holding Sasuke in. He could feel Orochimaru's eyes glaring at him. Why won't the damn man finish already?
Sasuke felt his face stinging. He wanted to cough and throw up. He couldn't help himself. He started gagging and tried to push away from Orochimaru.
He held him fast, causing Sasuke to gag harder.
Everytime Sasuke tried to pull away, Orochimaru would give a little "ah" moan.
Sasuke was gagging harder and harder, faster, causing Orochimaru's moans to get louder and faster, too.
He came deep in the boy's throat, just when Sasuke was sure he was about to vomit.
The sour, bitter taste filled his mouth. Orochimaru held him there a little longer, cumming in bursts.
Sasuke felt faint. He thought he was going to pass out.
Finally, he released him. Sasuke felt him slide out of his mouth, at which point he stood up and stumbled over to the sink and vomited.
Orochimaru laughed.
"Take what you want, you little whore," he showed a toothy smirk.
Sasuke wiped his mouth nonchalantly with a frown, picked up the papers then headed for the door.
"Fuck you, bastard."
"Anytime."
Sasuke scowled and slammed the door behind him.
The laughter followed him all the way to the elevator.
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A/N well... that chapter sure was awkward.
i'm sorry everybody. I got you all worked up over Gaara rape and then BANG! Orochi rape...
He's such a bitch. ;-; i hate this chapter. i hate orochimaru... wooooe.. Pedo-man (remember what I said before... about how he got put away?)