title: the really, really bad one
author: ohwhatsherface
note: this is like a year old. it's based off a joke my english prof told us in my lecture last year.
warning: possibly offensive?
disclaimer: i do not own naruto.
Although Team Seven was young, they knew some of the basics of torture and interrogation. They knew that there were strong ones like Naruto and Sasuke who were too proud to give in to a beating, but deep down, were softies. Their weakness would be watching Sakura get tortured... or worse.
This was why after the initial beatings and interrogations, Naruto was feeling rather frantic. He hadn't missed the smile the biggest and burliest looking man among their captors sent Sakura's way.
And he certainly didn't miss the way that sick bastard practically licked Sakura's neck.
"Don't worry, Sakura-chan!" Naruto said loudly. He barely concealed his wince when the pain from his broken ribs kicked in. "We'll get through this!"
Sakura simply looked at him, not quite reacting. Her jaw was tightly clenched, as if to keep from sobbing.
After a moment, Sasuke noticed tears in her eyes that did not fall and looked away. He hated seeing her cry. "Be strong, Sakura," he muttered, the guilt in his voice was evident. He stared at the floor angrily, clearly thinking along the same lines as Naruto.
Both boys struggled with their bonds as Sakura stood in her shackles limply, obviously frightened. This only drove them to thrash harder.
"H—he said he was gay!" she blurted out frantically.
Naruto and Sasuke froze.
"...what."
"N—no... No. No. Just no." Naruto looked horrified. "NO WAY! HE TOTALLY LICKED YOU!"
"No!" Sakura denied tearfully. "He said he knew I had lotion in my pack and was going to get it and oh, my god I am so sorry, you guys!" Sakura took a deep breath and suppressed any further sobs.
If she looked up, she would've seen her teammates turning unhealthily purple. And stopped breathing.
"You'll get through this!" she told them, trying to sound tough. "Be strong!"
Seconds later, the door was thrown open, their captor walking in with a tube lotion in his hand and a leer on his face.
"Hello, boys..."