Ladies&Gents:
I bring forth the fifth chapter of .Keep Me Sane.!
I must apologize for not writing in a long while.
Life is hectic.
Now what will happen to our little blonde uke?
What are Itachi's plans?
All this and much much more!
WARNING: BoyXBoy, Cussing, Sexiness, OOCness, drug use, underage drinking and introducing violence and consentual non-consentual!
For those of you who do not know what that means...
It means semi-rapeish but liking it?
This chapter will perhaps get abit graphic...
(perhaps...)
Chapter 5: The Fear of Being Found.
~Sasuke was standing by the entrance to the school, cigarette lit, glarring at the blonde. Oh joy... he was in for it.~
The raven took the life from his cigarette and tossed it to the ground, futher stamping it out with his boot. Unsure of what to do, the blonde boy looked around, nervously
rubbing the back of his neck. "Uh, Sasu-" He was cut off via the wind being knocked out of him as a glistening red helmet connected with his chest. "Oof!" He held it in his hands and glared up at the fuming Uchiha. "Get on." A command not an option. Sighing, Naruto did as he was told, climbing awkwardly behind the taller man, unsure of what
to do next. "Hold on..." A small stretch of silence passed between them before the raven groaned and grabbed the blonde's arms, wrapping them tightly around his middle. "Dobe..." With that settled he brought his bike to life, shooting off into traffic with a loud shriek from his unwilling passenger.
They'd been sitting on Sasuke's black couch for what seemed like hours though he knew it had only been a few minutes. Neither was talking, Naruto looking at everything but the handsome face of the younger Uchiha and said Uchiha glarring holes into the Uzumaki's skull. Naruto's leg was beginning to get twitchy, rapidly tapping on the hardwood
flooring. "Why have you been avoiding me?" Sasuke's voice shattered the silence. What was he supposed to say? 'Oh well, your brother has basically told me to spy on you, or that he's spying on us, you, me? Oh and by the way, not only are you trying to get into my pants but your brother is too, can you tell?!' He gulped, 'No, defintely not
that...' "NARUTO!" The blonde shied away from the sudden booming. "I- Sas..." For once he was at a loss for words. He could tell the raven was reaching his end, his hands balled into fists so tightly that his impossibly milky skin was taking on another shade of white all together. "Fine. Who gave you that hickie?" He spit out through gritted, acid
dripping teeth. 'Fuuu-God damn you Itachi!' The dandilion headed boy began twiddling his thumbs, a child being repremanded by angry parents. "God damn it will you say something?!" Sasuke's fist connected with the glass center table sending cracks throughout the glass. Naruto jumped up at this, arms flailing in the air. "Why the fuck do you
care?! God damn it Sasuke, you are going to give me a fucking heart-attack!" "Why? You just all of sudden dissapear for four fucking days and you ask why I care?! You promised to come see me after you went and did whatever the fuck it was you did! But no! You fucking left me hanging and then never said a damn thing to me. No emails,
no texts, no calls no bull shit!" He was in the blonde's face now. The blonde got right back in his face, "Is that a damn problem? Can I not have my own fucking life? So what if I didn't say anything? What's to say I wasn't busy? You obviously know I have school! I could have been doing homework or studying-" "But instead you were whoring
yourself out to someone else..." The Uchiha smirked darkly at him, crossing his arms. "I can't believe you!" He shoved the taller male back. "You think that I- But! HOW DARE YOU?!" Sasuke shoved the blonde back onto the couch. "You didn't think I would find out about your hickie? Or perhaps the fact that it was my brother who gave it to you?"
Cerulean eyes widened, the words clicking. "How?" "I followed you... I knew Itachi wouldn't just leave it how it was... and lo and behold, you walk into this fancy restraunt, looking absolutely fuckable and walk out with my brother in tow. Did you really think avoiding me would keep me from discovering the truth?" He shot an incredeuous look at
the blonde who was still trying to get his mind wrapped around the fact that Sasuke, the guy he'd taken care of in his drunken, drugged up stupor, the man he'd known only for about two weeks, had followed him around like some sort of psycopath. "I-I can't believe this... You are a fucking nut-case! What gives you the fucking right? Why the hell
do you care who I see? We aren't even together?!" Sasuke lifted the blonde by the front of his shirt, mere centimeters apart. "You. Are. Mine." he punctuated every word. 'Possesive bastard! Who does he think he is?' "No. I. Am. Not. I am my own person. I am not dating you or engaged with you in any way. Why are you being such a control
freak?" "I am not being a control freak, I just simply don't like sharing what's mine." He smirked in Naruto's face. "I am not an item you choose to be yours..." he spoke from underneath his bangs. "Well, in any case, I do not appreciate you whoring yourself out for my own brother." Those deep blue eyes challenged deep space. "I am not a
whore!" Sasuke scoffed, dropping him uncermoniously on his floor. "You say that, but your body does not." The next thing he knew, a tan fist was connecting with his right cheek. Then another and then another. Each one occumpanied by the slap of flesh on flesh. "FUCK YOU!" Naruto said, finally dropping his arms as he glarred at the Uchiha on
the ground. Sasuke looked up at him, blood pouring from his nose, his eyes murderous. Naruto's eyes glistended, staring as the raven cradled his face. "Leave." He didn't need to be told twice. Sasuke watched as the blonde man bolted out of his front door out into the night air.
His hands hurt. He tested his knuckles and fingers, wiggling each a little. He'd taken the bus, being forced to walk the last 3 miles home. 'Fuck him. The possesive, egotistical, arrogant...goregeous bastard...' He sighed, yanking at his fair roots. "What the fuck have I done?" This glorious hunk of a man was finally interested in him, but
he'd gone and fucked it all up. Well, his brother and he had turned out to be psycos. He climbed the last set of stairs and finally reached his front door, thanking Kami that he'd finally made it home.
The small straight line he'd made was glaring back at him, challenging him. Deep pools of ink stared boredly at the lines of virgin snow. Taking the bill he'd rolled into a straw, he leant over the cracked table, inhailing deeply as the powdery substance burned his nostrils on the way in. "Ah..." He sat back on the couch, exhailing. The burn felt
just too good; making him feel better than he had in days. He tested his nose gingerly, wincing at the shooting pain. Pulling himself up he made the trek to his bathroom, pulling out various objects. A mirror showed a pallid looking man with a mop of unruly, unaturally dark hair. He would have been impecably handsome if not for the
beginnings of purple and blue around the man's nose. Upon examining abit closer, the man had a ring of white substance on one of his nostrils. He began chuckling, then full out laughter insued. After gripping the sink to balance himself, he look between his bangs at his reflection. A cold, twisted, demon wearing a chesire grin looked back at him.
The grin quickly twisted into something more sinister, the eyes burning red and the flesh tearing away. Glittering, shattered, scatterd images of himself flew around his form as he struck the mirror with almost inhuman force. The milk white flesh, tainted by miniscule crimson rivers cascading over the mounds of bone. The mangled shards of glass
left reflected back at him, mockingly. Knees gave way to ground, crunching, glimmering slits littering the tile. He stared at the glass embedded in his hand then chuckles broke from his pink lips. Chortles followed and continued until his lungs ached from the maniacle laughter that echoed in the small room. Slowly the laughter died, silence
once again reigning. He stared at the cieling, mind filled with images of a certain blonde bombshell. He felt his nose once more, wincing at the dull ache. He was unsure if it was the drugs or his pride that moved him, but he was sure of one thing... He would get him back.
WARNING: THE LEMONY GOODNESS BEGINS AT THIS POINT, CONTINUE AT YOUR OWN RISK ;3
The pent up steam burst forth from the opening door. Clear droplets cascaded down a sensuous tanned form. The blonde dried his hair with an orange towel, sliding it across
his moist limbs and torso, then dropping it to the ground. He had needed that steamy shower after such a rough night. He felt terrible still, knowing he should have at least checked if the raven was okay. He flopped on to his bed face first. Suddenly an impossibly heavy weight fell on his back. His hands were trapped above his head in an iron
grip. "What?! HEY!" The blonde struggled to look behind him and buck the stranger off but the stranger gripped his bright mane painfully. "You're hurting me!" Naruto struggled. "I haven't started having fun yet..." He stiffend as a familure husky voice whispered into his ear. "I-Itachi...?" The stranger chuckled and suddenly the weight
dissapeard, but the hands remained. "How'd you guess little kitsune?" The grip in his hair let up and a finger traced his spine, his body errupting into chill bumps and shivers. "I-How do you know where I live? How the fuck did you get in?" He felt a thick heat press up against him, rubbing and nudging his nude cheeks. "Oh I have my ways...
connections...Things. Like. That." He punctuated each word by rutting up against the smaller man. Whimpers of pleasure burned in the blondes throat. He was supposed to be terrified! Not mewling for the man that had just broken into his house. "Besides, I wasn't done with you yet... I always get what I want." Naruto gulped, but feeling his
body betray him as he unwillingly became aroused. "You couldn't have called? Text? Knocked?" He spoke into the comforter, praying to Kami his voice did not sound need laiden as the raven ground his stiff heat against him. "I thought you might like a surprise... After all, I saw what happend with my brother, you seemed like you could use
some cheering up." Naruto didn't know if he was dumb or plain stupid for not caring that this man had probably been watching him since that day at the restraunt. But somehow, he didn't care. All he wanted was to forget about the problems he had suddenly been burdend with. He testingly pressed back into the taller man, earning a
pleasurable hiss. "I want you to stay like this, don't move." The blonde nodded timidly. He felt large hands massaging the mounds of his ass, seperating and kneading. Suddenly they were pulled apart rather forcefully, making him hiss in pain. "Ita-" "Shut up." A warm, wet object suddenly prodded at his virgin pucker, his hips bucking away
in instinct. An iron grip went about his slender waist in an almost bruising hold. Naruto bit his lip as Itachi poked at proded, mewling here and there and shying away all at once. He heard an unzipping and russling behind him as he was then assulted by a bulging, burning heat. The raven took his impressive length and rubbed the tip around the
moist, pink pucker. Naruto tried to move away as he realized what it was. "What's the matter?" The ironband grip returned, stilling him as the taller man rubbed something wet on his hole. "I hope you are ready..." At that, the blonde began to fight. "Stop it Itachi... It's not funny anymore." The raven licked the shell of his ear, huskily breathing,
"Who said I was trying to be funny..." Naruto stuggled to get out the grip and away from the eldest Uchiha who in turn was chuckling and telling him he was being cute. "Itachi I am being serious! Stop it god damn it! I'm not sleeping with you." "You don't have a choice." At that, he felt pressure on his hole, then suddenly searing white hot
pain as Itachi inched his way into him, unprepared. He tried to struggle but all he could do was scream as he felt like his insides were being torn in two. A pale hand went about his lips, effectively silencing the young man. "Don't want to disturb your neighbors do we?" His cerulean eyes were spilling tears, the burning in his backside not
bettering itself. He squeezed his eyes shut as he felt his ass touch the Uchiha's chisled stomach. "Mm, so tight..." Naruto gripped the sheets as he cried, his agony falling on deaf ears. A few beats passed and nothing was happening, until he felt the man behind him begin to move. Pulling out until he was completely unsheathed, the raven
thrusted swiftly into the scrumptious ass of his little uke. Naruto grunt in pain as each thrust abused him further, but slowly those crys of pain turned into intangible words of pleasure as Itachi struck a spot deep within him, effectively making him see stars. "Ah, Itachi! There!" It was hit again and soon he was chanting the name like a mantra.
Soon he felt a pressure building up near his navel, the harder he got thrusted into, the closer and closer he got to feeling like errupting. A few thrusts later and the Uchiha felt the ring of muscles constrict his considerable girth as the blonde man beneath him screamed in pure ecstasy. Gripping said man on the shoulder, he flipped him on to his
back, swiftly and powerfully thrusting back into the abused hole, pumping into it until he felt his own release coat the hot walls around him. The blonde man had his arm over his eyes as his insides were filled to the brim with hot seed, his chest heaving. Suddenly feeling the overwhelming thickness rip from his tender hole, he opened his eyes.
"S-Sasuke?!" The raven stood, manhood at half mast, black sleeveless misfits shirt clinging to his sweat soaked body, his coal eyes burning into the blonde's cerulean, that trademark smirk plastered on his face.
"Surprise."
Gomen, gomen!
I know it is short and I haven't really every written lemons!
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