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 SasuOrochi/OrochiSasu
R&R
Chapter Nineteen: A Little Secret
Naruto stared up at the owner of the hand now on his shoulder. He squinted, his eyes blurry from tears, but realised he didn't recognise the man.
He had a pale face with odd markings, with long, slick black hair. A dark trench coat whipped around his ankles, one hand buried deep in a pocket. His pupils seemed to be slits. His tongue came out to wet his lips.
"Who the hell are you?" Naruto said, not particularly wanting to have to deal with any odd-balls at the moment. "And how the hell do you know my name?"
The man laughed, quietly.
"Naruto, Naruto. You're very special, you know. How about I make you an offer?"
Naruto winced. This man really was an odd-ball.
"Who are you?" he repeated.
"I'm the one who got rid of Sasuke."
Naruto's breath stopped. He felt something inside him begin to boil, the empty sadness in him bubble away slowly.
"I'll KILL YOU!" Naruto said explosively, and threw the heaviest punch he could at the sleazy man.
He jumped to the side and grabbed Naruto from behind as he stumbled forward from lack of target, doubled-over, holding his arms in a lock.
He chuckled again.
"I could get used to this, Uzumaki."
Naruto shot a dirty look up at the man, who released him.
"I wouldn't do anything for you," Naruto spat at him. "Not now, not ever."
The snake grinned, teeth showing.
"But Naruto," he said, smoothly, tone unwavering, "I'm the only one who knows where Sasuke is going."
Naruto winced again.
Sure, he could find out where the plane was headed. But Sasuke could be anywhere.
He didn't have the time or money to find him.
"I'll just go back to Sasuke's and find those details myself," Naruto said, pivoting and marching away from this awful, vile man.
"I've been following you this entire time, Naruto. I believe you'll find those documents conveniently, missing."
Naruto turned back to him, glaring.
There was a long, silence. Naruto and Orochimaru looked each other up and down, one hungry, the other indecisive.
"What type of deal did you have in mind?" Naruto asked.
Orochimaru seemed to be inwardly laughing. He walked over to the young boy, placed hands on his shoulders and bent down to his ear. He pressed a firm mouth and teeth to his neck, sending chills all down Naruto's back.
"You have to do me a favour," he smiled.
Naruto cringed.
"... and do me."
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Shino and Kiba had been running around the airport mindlessly for almost an hour. They had even split up, to no avail.
"Seen anything?" Kiba asked, panting from the exercise.
"Nothing. He's nowhere," Shino replied.
At this point, a woman who had noticed the boys running around wildly walked over.
"Can I help you gents?" she asked, a little flustered.
"No," Kiba barked just as Shino said, "yes."
Shino shot Kiba a brief look and Kiba backed down.
"We're looking for a blonde boy," he said, "about yey-high, odd markings on his face..."
"Oh," the woman said, her mouth making a small o-shape.
Kiba looked on intently.
"Yes, I do remember a boy fitting that description. He was here twenty minutes or so ago, screaming out 'saucy' or 'sassy' or something like that."
"Where?" Kiba asked her, grabbing her shoulders.
The woman looked shocked.
"I- Uh- Over there..." she said, regaining her senses. "Down the hall, take two lefts, gate 24."
Then they ran.
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Orochimaru looked down at the little kitsune he had just bagged himself.
Sasuke Uchiha doesn't have bad taste at all, he thought, licking his lips at his prize.
They were standing outside the airport, waiting for Orochimaru's limo. It had kept them waiting quite a bit.
He snarled.
"Please, Naruto," he turned to him, smiling coldly. "I must make a phone call."
He crossed the road in long, quiet strides to a payphone, picking up the receiver and diaing out a number impatiently.
Click.
"Kabuto. I am displeased."
"..."
"Save your weak apologies. Be here soon or you're fired."
Click.
He glanced back across the road at the young, tanned and blithe boy. He was going to enjoy this.
A dark, lengthy limo pulled up. A young, silver-haired man with glasses and a deep purple and gold uniform hurriedly got out of the driver's seat to open the passenger door. His face fell when he saw Naruto. He almost looked like he was about to say something in protest, but he was silenced with a condescending glare on Orochimaru's part.
The interior of the car smelt like new leather. The seats were soft and smooth. Naruto felt very, very tired sitting on them all of a sudden.
They rode in silence. The squeak of the tires or the occasional distant honking the only noise they heard. It was past midnight, after all.
Naruto stole a glance at the man who he had struck the deal with minutes before. How he loathed this man. He got rid of Sasuke. What a bitch.
"Naruto," Orochimaru said, displeasure evident in his voice.
Naruto looked away, but dared enough to ask questions.
"Where is Sasuke?"
Orochimaru smiled. "All in due time."
"Where is Sasuke?" Naruto repeated.
Orochimaru turned his head to face him.
Naruto closed his mouth and turned to look out the window.
"Let me tell you a little secret, Naruto," he began. He swiveled his head back round slowly.
"Sasuke Uchiha has wanted nothing more or less than to find his brother since the day of that, fateful incident."
He paused briefly. Naruto wondered how, exactly, Orochimaru knew of this incident if Sasuke had never told anyone.
Orochimaru read through Naruto's transparent thoughts immediately.
"I was there, Naruto."
He felt ill. This man had watched Sasuke's parents be slaughtered by their eldest son, infront of their youngest. Vile.
"Naruto," he said, smiling turning sadistic, "I'm a very close friend of Itachi."
Naruto jeered. "If you're such a close friend of Itachi's, why'd you rat him out?"
Orochimaru grinned. An evil grin, full of malice.
Naruto's eyes widened as he realised what this man was saying.
All this time Sasuke had been willing to do anything... anything.. for information on his brother's whereabouts. And it only took one intelligent, disgusting pervert to use this to his advantage.
He had lied to Sasuke.
He had sent his Sasuke to the ends of the earth on a wild goose chase. Possibly even into a trap.
Naruto's gaze turned dark.
"Why?" he asked, as flatly as he could.
"There are some documents," he replied, to Naruto's surprise. "Documents hidden in the house which Itachi needs. He would not disclose to me their whereabouts." He said the last bit a little coldly.
Naruto removed his gaze from the man back to out the window.
He vaguely wondered how long the car ride was going to take, if his attempts were going to be futile, and if he would ever see Sasuke again.