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Summary: "Take the pain away, Sasuke. Make me forget." "How?" "Show me how much you love me."

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN NARUTO.

Warnings: YAOI-menxmen, angst, mature intent, rape, language, OCC-ness, of course.. And, there ain't no plot, there's no real reason for this besides the smut. AND, there were no kitties harmed in the making of this chapter! ENJOY.

Take the Pain Away

"Merow?"

Sasuke glared.

"Meeeow."

The man's eyes narrowed even further. Why wouldn't this thing shut up?

"Puuuuurrr~"

…Well… You have to admit it was kinda cute… In a weird, distracting way.

"Meow." Swatted paw to the face.

"What the fuck?" Sasuke shot up to his feet, staring dumbstruck at the kitten as it scampered away in fright from his outburst, hissing as it ran under the couch. "Dumb cat." The man growled, glaring daggers at the couch as he rubbed his face. Luckily, the rat hadn't used his claws. If it had, cat stew would have been on the menu for tonight's dinner. Apology to Naruto be damned. He'd just find another way to apologize to the blond.

Which reminded him…

Sasuke looked over at the wall clock near the kitchen and let out a heavy sigh. Where was that dobe, anyways? He should have realized by now that he didn't exactly have a job. I mean, as far as Sasuke was concerned, he didn't think Naruto had a job. The blond had never talked about one, anyways. Would he have been lonely enough to get one without blabbing it off to Sasuke? Was that even possible? We all knew that Naruto couldn't really keep a secret. He was such a blabber-mouth like that.

'Soo.. Noo.. Naruto wouldn't really have a job. He's not the secretive type.' Sasuke thought, letting another heavy sigh blow from his lips. What was he to do now? He wouldn't know where to look first for the blond dobe-he could be anywhere in this city! 'I guess I'll just have to wait till he returns… If he returns tonight.' The raven sat back down on the couch, leaning back into it as he ran his hands over his face, suddenly extremely exhausted. 'Naruto.. Where are you?'

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'Fuuuuck… Where am I?' A certain blond-headed man silently asked himself as he gave his immediate surroundings a frantic search. He didn't know where he was nor could he remember how the hell he got here. Wherever here is. What he could remember was that he'd gotten off the bus after it had driven him to Gaara's neighborhood. All he had to do was walk, oh, four blocks down and he'd be there at his friend's place. It was the walking part that got him. He'd walked one block and then… nothing. He couldn't remember anything else after that. What had happened?

Naruto was currently lying on a soft, comfortable bed in a dark room that held no windows and no other furnishings other than the bed. He'd awoken only five or some odd minutes ago to find himself in this room and, shockingly, found himself…well… Way under-dressed. He was in nothing more but the suit he'd been given at birth. And he would have done something to cover himself up, but that was the problem he was now facing. He couldn't move. His hands were cuffed up to the metal headboard of the bed, but not only that, his body felt… numb. Like, an extreme case of laziness had hit him or something and his body just wouldn't move when he commanded himself to do so.

'I'm in deep shit,' were his thoughts as he stared wide-eyed up at the dark ceiling above the bed. 'I'm in deep, deep shit. What am I gonna do..?'

Fortunately, or unfortunately depending on how you look at it, the door was opened a minute after silently asking himself that, giving him a leeway of not having to do anything after all. Naruto let his blue peepers follow the line of light that flowed into the room, blinking rapidly at the brightness so that his eyes could adjust better, and he spotted a tall man walking into the room, blocking out most of the light with his structure.

"Ku ku ku…" Listening to the quiet laughter was like listening to a snake in the dark. It was creepy as hell. "So you finally awake, my precious little blond-haired friend… How are you? Whoozy? Nauseous? Feeling… breezy?" More of that snake-like hissing laughter filled the air and the door was closed, pitching the room into darkness where Naruto could barely see the man now.

Who was, currently, trying to not hyperventilate in his sudden panic. He was completely freaked out and there was nowhere to go, nowhere to run and hide from this… strange as hell man. Who was he? Where the hell were they? Why the hell was he here and not walking to Gaara's?

"Do not worry, my precious… I'm going to treat you real nice now. You're going to be feeling good with my treatment…" His laughter had no effect of calming the blond, however, only making things feel worse for the young male. But that wasn't it. No, it wasn't the only thing causing Naruto to struggle fruitlessly against his restraints. Why was the man moving closer to the bed? Why could he see movements in the dark made by the man and hear the rustling of clothes being tossed to the floor as they were being taken off? This was not good, I repeat, not. Good.

"Wh-who the fuck are you?" Naruto stammered out, still struggling against his restraints. He was determined to get out of them.

"Ku ku ku, why have need to know my name, my precious? We're going to be introduced to another in the most intimate of acts… My name will soon be the least of your worries." The man cackled and then there was a dip on the bed. Naruto tried to scoot his body away with the help of his feet, but his heavy body felt too sluggish to do it right. The blonde's fear spiked as the man placed a hand, a cold hand mind you, on top of his bared stomach, causing the blond to shudder uncomfortably. "My name, however, is Orochimaru. You better remember it for I'm gonna have fun playing with you, Na-ru-to."

Naruto's eyes grew huge. How did he know his name? Did he go through his wallet? Fuck! He was so screwed. He had his social security card in there and quite a bit of money in there. And there was also-Holy crap what the hell was he doing with his hand?

The man, Orochimaru, moved his hand downwards and promptly cupped his balls. Naruto felt himself freeze and he stared wide-eyed at him as the man made another snake-like chuckle under his breath. "Oh, yesss… This is indeed going to be fun." He murmured, ignoring the whimper that passed through the blonde's lips.

'How did it come to this..? Why is this happening?' Naruto thought, feeling his eyes begin to tear up. 'Sasuke… Help me…'

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A shiver ran down Sasuke's back as he looked down beneath the couch, searching for the fuzz ball that had smacked him across the face not too long ago. The damn cat would not stop meowing from wherever he was at and it was pissing him the hell off. But the shiver caused him to pause. He sat up and took a look around the room with a weirded out look. Something wasn't right. Why did it suddenly feel so… ominous in here?

Another meow filled the air, cutting the raven-haired man from his thoughts. He scowled and ducked again to look under the couch.

"C'mere kitty, kitty, kitty… I'm not gonna hurt you… Or strangle you… Or bite your tail… C'mere, kitty-kity…" He grinned wickedly, silently wondering if there were any family recipes on the use of cat meat in the kitchen…

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"I'm sorry… I don't know what I did to you, Sir, but, please… Let me go. We'll forget this ever happened. I'll leave and I won't tell anyone about this if you let me go. Please." Naruto pleaded with the man as he watched helplessly as Orochimaru's silhouetted figure moved around him and wedged himself in between the blonde's legs after prying the tanned legs apart.

"You caught my interest, Narr-uto," Orochimaru rolled the 'r' in the younger man's name as he placed his cold, spindly hands on tanned hips. "I saw you walking down the street earlier, streams of tears dripping deliciously down your whiskered face. I just looove me a beautiful blond. And with your complexion? Drop dead gorgeous. I could not help it. I just had to have you for myself. Just think, you're going to be even more beautiful with your legs wrapped around my hips, crying out my name as I put you through the roughest ride of your life. Pleasure?" The man barked out a laugh, rubbing his hands up and down Naruto's sides as if to calm him. It did nothing for the blond except frighten him further. "You have never known the true meaning of it. Today, however… Right now… You will know. Oh, you will know and I shall be the one to make sure of it."

Naruto paled and yelped out in shock when his manhood was abruptly yanked upon. "Wait! I-I'll do whatever you want, just-please! Don't-don't do this!" Naruto begged while the pale man let him go before placing his hands under the blonde's knees, moving them up and parting them further away from another. Naruto tried to struggle against the hand cuffs again, but the attempt at getting free was completely futile and it only made Orochimaru laugh.

"Brace yourself, Naruto." Was the only warning the blond got when something prodded at his ass entrance. Then came the absolute agony.

Sasuke had never forced himself onto Naruto and neither had anyone else before now. This left Naruto in a world of unknown hurt when the man entered him dry in one hard thrust. A scream tore its way through the younger man's throat and continued to echo through the small room as he was being ripped from the inside. It hurt, dear gods did it hurt. Naruto's hands were clenched so hard that his nails begin to cut into flesh, letting trails of blood drip down his arms. His teeth gritted, his jaw clenching, as if to hold back the pain, but nothing helped him when the ridiculously huge cock (did he take an overdose of Viagra?) was shoved into him over and over again, leaving him no room to have a break from the endless pain.

But what was much worse than being torn from the inside was the man leaning down and crushing their lips together. He forced entry into Naruto's mouth and plowed through the young man's hot, wet cavern. Orochimaru did not taste good whatsoever. It was like he'd eaten a garlic and onion casserole with a side order of rotten eggs right before coming into the room. Naruto tried to move his head away from being ravished like this, but one pale hand came from his left knee and gripped his chin to keep him in place. Naruto whimpered, tears once again streaming down his face. How had a day like today end up being like this?

His prostate was hit a moment later when Orochimaru moved his hips at a different angle and Naruto's body spazzed, though not in a good way. How could it be good? He was being raped for Gods' sake! Yet the raping bit didn't deter Orochimaru from grabbing hold of Naruto's dick and pumping it to life. There was no pleasure. The stimulation was just that. Stimulation. But it made the poor blond feel dirty nonetheless. The tears fell harder and he felt like he was choking on his sobs that racketed his body as his ass was pummeled over and over again.

What felt like years later that was probably really only minutes later, Naruto felt his stomach tighten. Not even a moment later, he came and with that, so did the pale fuck above him. Orochimaru moaned loudly, panting and smirking, and he fell onto Naruto after his release was complete.

"Fuck… You were brilliant…" Orochimaru panted into the blonde's ear, threading his long fingers into blond strands as he slowly came down from his high.

Naruto, panting and hurting all over, said nothing. He squinted up at the dark ceiling above them feeling gross and sticky and utterly dirty. His body felt heavy again, but sleeping was the last thing on his mind at the moment. He wanted to go home. He needed Sasuke. 'Oh my god, Sasuke.' Naruto's eyes refilled with tears as he thought about his lover and best friend. What was he going to say to him? 'I got raped. I was violated. Gods… Fuck my life, why don'tcha?' Naruto closed his eyes as his breathing grew more ragged. He was not going to hyperventilate. But for fuck's sake, who wouldn't?

"…Let… Let me go now… You got what.. What you wanted," Naruto said hoarsely, choking back another sob as he struggled to keep up a composure of calmness. "You don't need me anymore…"

"…Kukuku.." Laughter filled the air, sending an uneasy feeling down Naruto's body. "Let you go?" More hissing. "Who says we're finished with you yet?"

"'We'?" Naruto weakly repeated just as the door to the room was reopened. The two on the bed glanced towards the beam of light that filled the room to see two figures in the doorway.

"Oi, Orochimaru. We get our turn now or what? Hurry the fuck up!" A rough voice demanded.

Orochimaru laughed once again, then slowly pulled out from Naruto's bleeding arse as he said," He's all yours, boys. He's so tight. He's ready for you."

The two figures whooped and walked further into the room as Orochimaru slipped off from the bed.

"Hell yeah! We heard him through the walls-he's a screamer, alright. I bet we'll get him to be even louder-we sure like it rough, after all."

"Fuck yeah we do."

Naruto's eyes widened. Not again. They were going to do what the first fucker had done-but worse, it seemed! He just wanted to go home! He struggled frantically against the cuffs as much as he possibly could despite the agony his body felt in doing so. But it was too late. The two men were buck naked and they were descending upon him like ravenous beasts.

Screams filled the air.

Blood was spilt.

And Naruto became a broken spirit.

TBC