I actually wrote this chapter in my physics class, haha, and my teacher saw and then told me about a time he tried to write a story like that -.- He's like a grown kid haha
A heart for you: Haha, that's happened to me before XD
XLightningX: I know! :( Poor Ruru
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"Ugh... Fuck, where the hell am I, and why is everything so bright? Did someone just slam a hammer into my skull?" Iruka asked, voice weary.
"Looks like my little beauty is awake," stated a rough, husky voice.
Iruka looked up to see a tall and brawny man, with orange hair, and strange facial piercings hovering above him.
"Huh? Who the hell are you calling your little- no. No! Let me go!" Iruka demanded, trying to pull his arms in front of him in defense. "The hell? You tied my wrists to the bed?"
"And your ankles. I had to take some precaution in case you were a fiesty one, and from the looks of it, you are. Don't worry, though, I like them fiesty."
"Fuck you," the tanned man hissed.
"Oh no, my sweet, it is I who'll be doing the fucking," the other man sniggered. Iruka began pulling frantically against the restraints, eyes ablaze with fury, but it was no use- the rope only cut into his flesh, leaving bright red marks in their path. "It's no use, you'll only end up hurting yourself more. Enough of this; you need to be broken."
"Broken?" Iruka repeated, stilling all movement.
The agressor brought a large hand towards the bound man's face and caressed it softly, capturing the tanned man's chin in a firm grasp.
"You'll see soon."
He rose from his seat beside the bedside and placed a hand on his belt.
"Stop... please don't," Iruka begged, eyes beginning to tear as realization hit him. "Don't do this."
"What happened to that attitude of yours?"
"Please, I won't say anything if you let me go," Iruka said desperately.
"Haha, I'm not worried about you saying anything."
"What do you want? Money?"
"You," the man answered plainly, slowly undoing his belt buckle. He dropped his pants and crawled ontop of the tanned man, kissing the side of the honey neck once he was positioned on top of the other. "Such soft skin..."
"Get off you sick bastard!" Iruka yelled, attempting to flail his limbs once again. "Kakashi," he weeped softly.
"Kakashi? Shit, call me whoever you want. I'm still gonna fuck you raw in the end," the man announced, running calloused fingers under Iruka's shirt. He ran his thumb over a pert nipple and pinched harshly, causing the trapped man to cry out. "So responsive. That's how I like them." Iruka turned his head to the side, hiding his tears from the other. "Awe baby, let me see that pretty face of yours," the man said, turning Iruka's face back towards his so that he could lick away the salty tears. "Don't cry, you'll enjoy this." He then began to grind his pelvis into Iruka's hip, groaning slighlty when the other man gasped in surprise. "I told you you'd like it," the man said, reaching a hand down to fondle Iruka through his pants. The trapped man let out a small, strangled sound, and began to cry harder. "You're eager, aren't you? Look, your cock is already beginning to harden."
"I don't want this," Iruka whipsered weakly.
"Oh, but your body does," the man countered, giving the bulge a light squeeze.
"Stop!" Interupted a loud voice. "Back the fuck away!"
"Who the hell is that?" the agressor asked, getting off of Iruka, turning around only to come into direct contact with a fist. He fell to the floor cluthing his jaw as blood began to seep out. "Dumb fuck. Iruka, are you ok?"
"T-Tachibana?" Iruka asked through choked sobs.
"Don't worry, I'm here to get you. I brought the police along."
Genma stepped into the room, fully clad in uniform- a taser in his right hand and an outraged expression on his face.
"Iruka," Genma began, "I'm so sorry. I'm so, so sorry. I promise I'll make this sick freak wish he had never messed with you." He turned to look at the man on the floor who was currently curled up into a ball. "I'm going to have so much fun doing this. Time for payback you mother fucker," he said, walking towards the body.
"Ouch!" the unknown man suddenly screamed when Genma tasered him in his crothch. "Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit!"
"Haha, how do you like it now?" Genma asked sadistacally, chuckling when the man began cowering in fear from him.
"Genma," Tachibana growled, "come over here and help Iruka!"
"Right," Genma said, walking over towards Iruka, picking up the key on the night stand and undoing the restraints.
Iruka got up slowly and made his way over towards Tachibana, wrapping his shaking arms around the waiter's waist, bursting out into a full sob.
"Shh," Tachibana comforted, "It's ok. I'm here for you. I swear on my life that I won't let anything like this happen again."
"Nagato Pain," Genam mumbled.
"Huh?" Tachibana asked.
"The man on the floor. His name is Nagato, and he's what you call a serial date raper," Genma replied, face contorted with disgust.
"Iruka," Tachibana said, "look at me." Iruka burried his head further into the male's chest, shaking his head 'no.' "Please, Iruka." Iruka slowy raised his head, staring directly at the blonde man with blood red eyes. "Iruka, do you want to move in with me for a bit... after a little while? I don't want you to feel scared in your own house, but I'm not forcing you to. Only if you want to." Iruka nodded yes and returned his face to the other's chest. Tachibana brought a hand up to the back of the tanned man's head and began stroking him comfortingly. "Iruka, I'm so sorry."
"Here, I'll get that," Tachibana offered, hastily taking the box that was in Iruka's hand, placing it down on the floor of his house. "Ok let's see... oh! I have the perfect room for you," he announced happily. "Follow me." He picked up the box once more and walked towards Iruka's new room, the tanned man following behind like a lost puppy. "Here you are!" He kicked open the door, and stepped off to the side, allowing the other man to enter first. "Hope you like it."
"It... It's beautiful," Iruka said softly, eyes scanning the room.
There was a large king sized bed in the center, surrounded by four golden poles on each side that held sparkling gold curtains. The sheets were a sleek black, and the pillows- four of them, were black with golden floral patterns embedded into their plush surfaces. To the right of the bed was a large, six drawer dresser, with silver knobs and trimmings. A large, oval mirror was placed delicately in the center, with a deep, emerald green ivy growing in the corner of the dresser top. To the left of the bed was a large, ceiling to floor window, adorned with black, gold and silver laced curtains, that were pulled back so that the sun's rays were able to enter. A walk in closet was located next to the window- it's door slightly ajar. The rug was a light, tannish color, while the walls were an off white. A small black, wooden table was located on the other side of the window with a small, leather, bench-like chair as an accessory.
"Please, make yourself at home. I'll leave you to pack away your belongings. If you need anything at all, I'll be in the kitchen cooking some dinner. How does miso and eggplant soup sound?" Iruka nodded dumbly, eyes still glued to the scene before him. "Haha, good. It'll be ready in about half an hour."
The blonde man left the other alone in the room. Iruka slowly closed his eyes and shook his head, trying to regain focus.
'Man,' the tanned man thought, 'this is something out of a fairytale. I wouldn't mind having a room like this. Ok, now to pack away my stuff.' Iruka hastily packed away his belongings, and took a step back to admire his handiwork. On the top left shelf of the dresser stood a photo of him, Kakashi, and Naruto at a small fair in a nearby town. The rest of the shelves were adorned with personal belongings such as various colognes and lotions. The small table held a neat pile of school papers, while the closet was filled with numerous clothes. 'There, that feels better.'
"Iruka," Tachibana called, "dinner's ready!"
Iruka made his way to the kitchen, and took a seat at the dining table.
"Um, this is where I sit, right?" Iruka asked meekly.
"Haha, relax Iruka. My house is your house, so sit wherever you want," Denji answered, placing a plate of hot soup infront of Iruka, while taking a seat across from the man with his own food.
"I can't thank you enough for this, Tachibana," Iruka thanked. "This means so much."
"Please, Iruka, it's no problem. Now let's enjoy our dinner!"
The two ate their soup, casually catching up on each other's past events since the last time they met.
"So you got promoted?" Iruka asked, eyeing the man curiously.
"Well, it's not exactrly a promotion, since the two things are different, haha. My boss saw me bake a small souflee the other day, and he wanted to taste it, so he did. I thought he'd hate it, but he loved it so much, that he made me make other things for him too. In the end, he told me that he wanted me to be the head pastry chef, so I accepted."
"Wow, that's amazing. I always liked pastries, haha. You must be the best chef in town or something, right? Awe, you're blushing," Iruka teased, chuckling when the blonde man turned even redder.
"I wouldn't say best...," the blushing man trailed off, giving an embarassed chuckle.
"Tachibana, thanks. If I could hug you, I would."
"Iruka, please. You don't have to talk about this if you don't want to. I know what you've been through, and I know that it has been tough for you. I also understand that it will take some time for you to be comfortable with human touch again, so dont worry," Tachibana comforted, offering a small smile. "It's only been a week since the incident, so don't fret."
Iruka nodded once again slightly ashamed that he brought up the subject once more, but relieved that Tachibana understood his feelings.
"Thanks."
The other man gave a toothy grin, and said, "It's Sunday, so why don't you take the day to get used to your temporary home, and get some sleep."
"Right," Iruka agreed, "that sounds nice. What will you do?"
"I'll probably go out for a bit to do some grocery shopping and-" the other began, but stopped when the tanned man flinched slightly. "What's wrong?"
"I... I don't want to be left alone. Remember when you used to spend almost the entire day at my house? The week after the incident, before I moved in? I felt so safe then... but when you had to leave at night, I was so terrified, I couldn't even sleep properly."
"Iruka," Tachibana said, sharing the other's sorrow, "don't worry, I don't have to go anywhere."
"No, no, that's not what I meant! I don't want to keep you from your life, but, um... is it ok if I tag along?"
"Sure!" the blonde exclaimed happily. "It'll be great having you along. Why don't we head out now? Some fresh air would be nice, haha."
"Ok," Iruka confirmed, following the other out the door, slightly nervous.
"Iruka, as long as you stick by me, nothing bad will happen again."
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Awe poor Iruka! :( Please review