Cheat
by Interrogated Pyjamas
Back to SASUKO baby.
I prefer the
name Sasuko to Sasuke.
It sounds sort of Italian … maybe?
Warning: Language, Yaoi, Shounen-Ai, Boy/Boy, M/M. Nom nom nom.
Disclaimers: Non, je ne pense que. No, I don't think so. Nein, ich nicht denke dass.
I suck at languages... sorry xD
un peu, d'air sur la terre,
d'air sur la
d'air sur la
d'air sur la terre
The
French Open
by Foals
Almost 100 reviews when I'm typing this xD
Sorry I take forever to update, I have half chapters done for everything and I never know which one to update.
That's what they all say.
Sasutime.
I gulped slightly, looking shakily into the eyes of my love's cousin. I never knew why, but Kyuubi had always intimidated me, even more than my brother, who used to treat me like a ragdoll when I was younger. He seemed to be sneering as he towered over me, he always seemed to be able to intimidate you, even though he was about four or five feet away. His past question echoed in my head.
"You and I need a word, don't we?"
What did 'need a word' mean? Was it in the literal sense, as in 'you and I should have a jolly good catch up, chum, are you up for it old bean?' or was it more like 'basically, I want to smash your head in with a machete then shoot you with a 50 cal Smith and Weston?' (1) I suspected it was probably the latter, because firstly, this was Kyuubi we were talking about, and secondly, I was pretty sure he wasn't British, unless Naruto's been hiding his roots from me.
He seemed to be stalking closer and closer now, until he was so close I could feel his breath on my neck.
"Do I scare you Uchiha?" I laughed in his face, my Uchiha pride rearing its ugly head once again, it was only when I noticed with fascinated fear what he was holding in his right hand.
"Do I scare you now Uchiha?" he questioned again. I stuttered out a reply as he casually ran his finger down the blade. It was sharp, I could tell, as the blood from his finger dripped quietly from the smooth cut.
"You know I want to hurt you, don't you Sasuke?" the redhead questioned me and I gave a mere nod in reply. "Why do I want to hurt you Sasuke? Can you tell me that?" I gasped as the held knife was pressed slightly against my stomach, I cut feeling it, gnawing at my skin like some sort of deranged mouse.
"Because I," I started as he rotated the blade on my skin, slightly grazing the skin around the cut he'd just made, "- I cheated on..."
"Who did you cheat on Sasuke?" he whispered into my ear resentfully. Somehow, that was all I needed to crack, the overbearing flood of emotions broke their metaphoric barrier as I let loose once again.
"My Roo-roo," I sobbed out broken, "I cheated on my Roo-roo."
"He isn't your 'Roo-roo' anymore," he hissed tauntingly, "And he never will be again, if I have anything to do with it." People started flooding out of the club exit by the side of our alleyway and Kyuubi looked half upset and half something else, was it relief?
"Don't think I won't hurt you," he hissed, finally moving his knife back into a denim pocket. "Any more, and this knife will hurt you in places you never thought you had before." I shivered, places I never knew I had? Sounded painful. I leant against the wall, one hand over my small wound and the other fisted in my hair. Everything was so screwed up, and my stupid action was the start of it all. I was that one domino that set the chain off, and the chain just keeps going and going until there's nothing else to hurt.
I felt a vibration in my pocket and slithered my hand down to retrieve my precious phone. It wasn't the phone that was precious, to be honest, it was what was on it. Hundreds and hundreds of pictures of me and Naruto together; at the park, at the zoo, under the stairs, in the tree house, making pancakes in his kitchen. Hundreds of them. And texts, hundreds of texts, each one ending with the phrase 'I love you, xo Naruto' or when he was in one of his jokey moods he'd reply with some sort of strange ending like 'I love you more than peanut butter loves jelly.' Though, that was a personal favorite, since I love peanut butter and he loves jelly. I brought the phone to my ear before hitting the receive button.
"Hello?" I answered, trying to sound cool and confident.
"Hey lil' bro," it was Itachi, obviously, and he appeared to be very smug or happy about something. That's a cause for concern. Itachi plus happy equals chaos for everyone else.
"What did you do?"
"Oh nothing, just taught a certain ex of your a lesson," he answered calmly. I started shaking. What had he done to Naruto? What the FUCK had he done to Naruto?
"What?! What did you do?!"I answered, I swear to God, if he'd hurt Naruto.
"Trust me, Sasuke, he'll never cheat on you again," he replied, I could tell he was brimming with pride, "I told you he was a cheater, I told you but you didn't listen. So when Sai told me he'd cheated on you, I went and taught him a lesson he'll never forget." This was creepy now, he seemed to be playing it off as he'd not done much at all but I had a feeling that there was more to it than merely 'teaching him a lesson' that never needed to be taught in the first place. The only person that needs a lesson to refrain from cheating is me.
"What did you do to him?" I choked out, my voice cracking.
"Oh I just roughed him up a little, no harm done," he was sneering now, I could feel his discontent with me caring about the blond boy, "you shouldn't even care about that whoring cheat of a boyfriend you just got rid of. He should die in hell with all the other cheaters." Itachi's supposed extremely strong opinion on cheats almost diverted me from telling the truth but I knew that I had to do it, Naruto could be lying for dead in an alley somewhere, and he wouldn't tell me because he would think Naruto was in the wrong.
"But Itachi," I murmured before clearing my throat to talk clearer, "he never cheated on me?"
"What are you talking about? Of course he did, you told Sai." I sighed, running my unoccupied hand through my now messy locks.
"I – I only said that so I wouldn't – so I wouldn't lose my reputation because I willingly cheated on my boyfriend."
"You what?!" his voice was hard now, he was hiding the shock but I still heard it in the tone of his speech.
"Itachi, I cheated on him, not him on me," a burst of sudden confidence made me speak with such clarity I was most certain he wouldn't attempt to say anything. I knew I'd done wrong, and I wanted to sort everything out. I wanted my Naruto back, back in my arms, back where he should be. Don't look at me like that. He's supposed to be with me, I love him. Even if the voice in my head is telling me I've failed to show that.
"Sasuke," Itachi said seriously, "don't worry okay, he's going to be fine. I'll meet you at the entrance of the alleyway between the old pizza parlor and the barber's shop." He paused slightly, and I waited impatiently as he mulled the plan over in his head. "Don't do anything rash, don't look for him. I want to be there when you see him." I felt a sudden shiver run down my spine as I disconnected the call. Was it so bad that my brother was so ashamed of it, that he wouldn't let me see it?
The alleyway I was in was a mere block or two away from the alleyway Itachi had asked me to meet him at. I walked with an air of ferocity and casual wanderers swiftly minded out of the way so I could get through. I was determined to sort this out. This whole mess. I'd Find Naruto, apologize, get him back, then I'd phone Sai and tell him to tell everyone it was just a lie. That'd work … right?
When I arrived at the meeting place Itachi had set, I felt oddly calm. Oddly calm, that is, for someone unsure of the whereabouts and situation their beloved it in. I looked up at my elder brother. He was basically an older clone of me, the same eyes, the same nose, same mouth, same hair even, even though he'd tinted his with a slightly electric blue color.
"What happened to you?" my older clone asked as he took in the small splash of blood on my t-shirt.
"Nothing," I mumbled before looking into the alleyway curiously. He prompted me to follow him as we made our way through the mounds of stenching rotten waste, coming up the the end of the dark and dismal alley.
"He's gone," Itachi sounded shocked, curious and strangely relieved. I also gasped as I felt something sink into the soles of my shoes. Dammit, I should have worn more waterproof shoes. Curious of the seeping liquid, I slipped out my phone and used the light from the screen to inspect the sticky liquid. It was blood, a huge puddle of it, reaching from where I stood to about three or four feet away, the stench was getting unbearable. Rotten food mixed with the odor of coppery blood wasn't the best mixture out there. Not a coming soon cologne or aftershave.
"Fuck," Itachi mumbled to himself, "God, I overdid it." It all fit together with that one statement.
The blood. The blood was Naruto's. I was standing in Naruto's blood. I was standing in Naruto's blood with the person who spilled Naruto's blood. Yet, I couldn't make myself angry at Itachi, I was the one who had caused all of this, I was the one who had told that lie to Sai. I was the culprit. Again.
(1) I typed in 'world's most powerful gun' on Google, that's what came up.
As for those people that don't like this story, i.e. how I've done the characters. It's all well and good you reading this story but there's no need to tell me that you don't like how I've made the characters out to be, because I don't care, there are plenty of other people, including myself, that are perfectly fine with the way the characters have evolved. If you don't like the characters, don't read the story, and if you still do, don't expect me to 'change the characters to be more like the ones on the anime, because they're nothing like them.' I don't care if I don't do them anything like the anime, because I haven't even seen the anime. So if that makes me a 'really really bad and stupidly retarded author' then so be it.
Rant over.
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