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Repossession
Disclaimers: I own none of Naruto characters. They
belong to Masashi Kishimoto-sensei. But I do own some of the characters that I
made up to be the members of Akatsuki.
Summary: Sequel to Possession. Peace
and happiness don’t come easily like a thought. With Sasuke leaving Konoha for
his brother’s sake, Naruto is left with rage and sorrow from betrayal. But Neji
may not think so…
Pairing: Eventually Itachi/Sasuke
(Incest) and Neji/Naruto
Warning: This ff contains yaoi and
incest materials. Also some spoilers. If you find any of these disturbing, I
suggest you leave this page immediately. You’ve been warned, so please don’t
flame me about that.
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Is this the end or is it just the beginning? No
one could tell. But the wheel is slowly turning back. Back to that day when
everything ended and started all over again…A little bit different this time, but
somehow we’re back here just the same…
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Chapter I: Replay
“Sasuke!”
A cry—sounding more like a howl brimmed to the edge with anger, pain and
disappointment—rang over and over; echoing clearer and louder each time the
contained hatred and anguish of betrayal. Sky-blue eyes still wide in
disbelief, their owner panted, finally having caught up with his so-called
‘best friend’.
There
was nothing but air and distance that separated them. The wind blew whipped
harshly against his moist face as if someone was repeatedly slapping it and the
stony surface on the head of the statue felt oddly hard under his feet as he
stared at the back of his friend, which no longer bare the crest of his clan he
was once so proud of.
Somehow
Naruto felt it; the stomach-clenching sense of déjà vu. Four years ago, here,
he was standing, shouting and yelling angrily, trying to drag Sasuke back
willing or not. Four years ago that they fought and he lost despite promising
that promise.
“Where
do you think you’re going?”
Cool
spray of water continued to hit his skin, moistening it persistently. The
scence felt strangely familiar as if all the things happened four years ago had
been once again replayed—an invisible hand had turned back the wheel, one way
or another—and now they were back to the beginning of pain and suffering. Yet,
in some way, it was a little bit different.
“Wherever
it is, it’s none of your business, dobe.” said the raven haired-Uchiha, his
voice plain and devoid of any trace of emotion. “Go back.”
As
if being under a spell, everything seemed to be in sheer silence as Sasuke
turned, slowly—a streak of sunlight cast shadow upon his pale face—and regarded
the blond with the iciest of his glares.
And
as Naruto stared, looking wearily at his best friend’s familiar feature, he saw
it; a shadow, as dark as the day was bright, making itself known from behind
Sasuke, looming like a sinister demon that it was yet pale even in the
sunlight.
“Uchiha
Itachi.” breathed Naruto dreadfully, hands tightening into fists. Shaken with
rage, the boy bared his fangs viciously, glaring at the man he came to despise
more than anything, Orochimaru even.
Itachi
gazed back, unfazed, his blood-red Sharingan eyes, as ever, betraying nothing
but calm coldness that silently threatened to send a chill down their target’s
spine. “You’d better listen to what he said, Naruto-kun.”
“Shut
up!” roared Naruto, charging toward the older Uchiha. Yet…
Crack.
Shuriken
embedded itself in the solid stony surface that was the top of the statue,
reflecting the golden rays with its shiny silver metal. Red blood trickled from
the small yet accurate cut on one side of Naruto’s cheeks. The blond looked
up…and gritted his teeth.
“Sasuke…”
He hissed, eyeing his friend with what was far beyond rage. Sasuke’s face was that
of a perfect statue—there was none of those irritating smirks he used to throw
at him—just still…and unreadable.
“I
will say it one last time, dobe. Go back.” said the younger Uchiha almost
impatiently.
“Why…Sasuke?”
Naruto growled fiercely, clenching his fists so tight that the knuckles became
white. “Last time Orochimaru…this time Akatsuki! What the hell are you
thinking!?”
Does someone never deserve peace and happiness?
…Maybe
he knew the answer himself yet…
“So
that’s your problem,” with that the raven haired-boy disappeared from beside
his brother in a blink. Only to reappear just in front of Naruto with his eyes
going deep red.
Clash!
I don’t want to let him go.
With
a flash of silver spark, two kunai clashed—sharp blade against sharp blade.
Itachi narrowed his eyes as he watched, black cloak billowing in the wind that
wheezed non-stop. It was that instance when another Naruto appeared behind the
younger Uchiha that a smirk played on Sasuke’s lips. Swiftly emerged behind the
real Naruto was another Sasuke who quickly caught both of the blond’s wrists,
forcing him to look into his eyes.
In
the end, after all, the two boys that happened to be engaged in a kunai battle
were both their clones.
Blue
eyes widened at this mistake.
“You
should know better than using that old trick.” said Sasuke. And Naruto was
expecting that trademark smirk of his and those cold eyes yet what he saw was
something totally opposite. Despite the normal, arrogance-filled tone in those
spoken words, Sasuke’s face softened…almost to the point of remorse as the red
shade slowly faded from his eyes…
That
was the last thing the blond saw before the world turned black…and black alone.
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His
eyelids were heavy and his head hurt like someone had just dumped a bulky iron
ball on it—a very bulky one indeed. And as he finally managed to get his eyes
opened, he was forced to shut them again, for the light was so bright that he
might have gone blind had he closed them just a minute later.
“How
do you feel?” asked a girl’s voice, which he recognized belonged to Sakura.
Naruto
then made another attempt at lifting his eyelids again. And, as he finally
adjusted to his new surrounding, reply with a sigh: “Not so bad.”
Sakura’s
emerald eyes swept across her teammate’s feature, examining his condition.
Aside experiencing a doujutsu, he had no serious physical injuries. “Good.” She
finally said, nodding. “There’s someone who wants to see you…”
Naruto
let his gaze wander further from the pink haired-girl. To the left, stood the
genius ANBU squad captain, Hyuuga Neji, tall and calm as ever. “Neji.” The
blond greeted.
The
Hyuuga nodded and moved slightly closer to the bed.
Sakura,
took the hint, said: “I’ll go and check the others. See you later, Neji-san,
Naruto.”
Naruto
watched her go. From the way she moved; shoulder slump and head bent low,
Naruto knew…
Sakura
had already heard the news.
“…How
do you feel?” Neji spoke for the first time after a big moment of silence after
the pink haired-girl left.
The
blond shrugged and repeated the answer he had already given Sakura. “Not so
bad.”
Neji’s
eyes—the color of exotic silvery white—gazed straight at him intensely. Yet the
gaze was nothing of discomfort. “No. How do you feel?”
Naruto
looked back at him, knowing exactly now what the Hyuuga meant. He broke their
eye-contact, turning instead to the side. “…Horrible.” Then, scowling darkly at
nothing in particular, he punched the bedside wooden table hard, leaving a hole
the size of his fist in Konoha Hospital’s property. “That bastard…”
Neji
wasn’t surprise at all at Naruto’s sudden action of violence. Instead, he calmly
drew out a chair and took his seat.
“This
is the second time he…” The Kyuubi vessel seethed, gritting his teeth.
“...It’s
his decision.”
Almost
abruptly, Naruto’s head snapped back at his companion. “How can you be so
calm!?”
Does some mind never be able to rest and stop pondering?
“Because
you are not.” The Hyuuga replied. Naruto stared at him. And after another big
moment of staring at each other in silence, the blond spoke again; this time
with the volume so much lower that seemed as if he was talking to himself. “He
was with Itachi.”
Neji
sighed and closed his eyes. It looked as if he might have something important
to say. Yet what left his lips a moment later was nothing other than a simple
and boring sentence. “You need rest.” with that, he turned and left the room
without uttering any more words.
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Glowing, burning, the reddish-golden flame of embers. Smoldering,
blazing, lighting the cold dark cave. A raven haired-boy, around the age of
sixteen, was sitting with his back against the stone wall, his obsidian eyes
staring silently at the razing embers yet his thought, as hazy as the morning
mist, was drifting somewhere else…
“We’re returning home.”
What
does the word ‘home’ really mean? A house is a place you stay but a home is
anywhere your loved ones dwells, isn’t it? But is it wrong to say that there
are more than one place that is your home?
Konoha
used to be his home once. When he was there, with his mother and father and
brother and relatives. And it was nothing but a place to stay once when they
left him. Yet with his friends that he had become close, that he learned to
care for, he was certain that it was again his home. A home with someone
missing yet he denied to miss.
And
yet he forsook this home once, leaving his friends behind. And now it was
twice, he betrayed them again. Leaving them for the sake of the one he had been
denying to miss…to long for…
Is it impossible to wish that everything will be alright?
That it will be easy like a fleeting thought?
And
here he was, with him, being home again…
…A home where there’s no one but you and me left. A quiet
home.
“Sasuke.”
The
boy snapped out of his reverie at the sound of his name pronounced by that
familiar smooth deep voice and the warm, thin hand on his cheek. Sasuke raised
his gaze to meet with his older brother’s. The warmth from his brother’s hand
felt familiar yet still oddly foreign to him as he let that hand gently caress
his smooth cheek.
“I hate you.”
The younger boy voiced another blank speech when he knew it oh-so-clear to
himself that it was not the truth.
“But I love
you.”
Sharingan eyes
widened at those unexpected words that had just left his brother’s lips. Sasuke
froze in place as he stared at Itachi, completely loss for word. He had never
thought he would hear that from him. Ever.
From
that night to this night, those words still sounded strange to his ears. It
felt like some kind of an impossible dream that somehow made him embarrassed
and a little upset at how someone like him had become a stupid romancer like
some witless school girls. But was it wrong to believe in something…the only
thing that he was so dying to hold on to?
For,
like someone had said, if one had nothing to believe, they were totally
broken.
“You’ve
been spacing out.” said Itachi, eyes now gazing at his younger brother’s
slightly parted lips. His voice might sound plain but Sasuke didn’t miss that more-than-just-little
piece of possessiveness in that voice and the question that didn’t asked out.
“You’re never good at lying,”
“It’s
nothing.” The younger Uchiha said, knowing clearly that Itachi would know that
he lied. Yet…
“…”
The older Uchiha said nothing, instead captured the other’s lips in a fierce
kiss, promptly slipping his tongue between that addicting pair of soft ruby
lips. The younger boy responded, kissing back with equally passion and hunger
as if drinking from those sinfully sweet lips could help shun away the thought
of his second betrayal…shattering his best friend’s trust. He might not like
sweets but for the sweetness that was his brother’s lips, he could easily pass
it as an exception.
Both
Uchiha panted heavily as they eventually parted, faces flushing. The older one,
keeping his face neutral, then stated: “You lied.” Yet his voice was edged with
an obvious warning.
At
that Sasuke smirked, eyelids dropping slightly as he looked up at the taller
one from below his long fanning lashes, intentionally shrugging so that the
collar of his loose shirt fell off his shoulder and revealed deliciously milky
flesh. “So what? Going to punish me, nii-san?”
Yet
Sasuke’s eyes widened as he found himself all of a sudden being pushed to the
cold ground, his brother’s slender hands quickly sneaked under his shirt.
“Watch it next time when you’re being seductive, Sasuke.” A warm, humid breath
whispered into his sensitive ear and he couldn’t help but shudder—both at the
husky voice and the skillful fingers playing with his nipples. He gasped.
“It’s
bothering you.” Itachi spoke again; his voice softened a bit, though.
On
hearing that, the younger Uchiha stopped writhing but lay still on the solid
ground. “I can never lie to you, can I?” And he let his gaze wander at anything
but his brother’s sculpted face.
“…”
The older Uchiha cupped his brother’s chin, tilted it up and kissed him softly
on the forehead. “No, you can’t.” He murmured against the silken skin.
The
younger Uchiha reached up, slender fingers fondling with a lock of
midnight-black hair, coiling it around his index finger. “Make me feel better,
then.”
And
as the flame flickered in the night wind, shadows were seen dancing along the
light-touched-orange stone wall of the cave. There was no more rational
conversation but incoherent sound of gasp, moan and grunt that rang
shamelessly, competing in ardent heat with the blazing torch of embers…the
flame that didn’t die down until the night ended.
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…Far
away, on the lacquered desk sat solemnly the symbol of flame; clearly visible
on the respectable Hokage’s hat. Its fifth owner stood grimly, looking out of
the window of the tower. Night breeze blew into the room, playing with her
golden locks.
Tsunade
frowned deeply and brushed away her strayed strands.
She
hoped that she had made the right decision.
TBC
There,
the sequel for you all. It’s finally out. Due to the difficulty of the subjects
I study this year and loads and loads of work, I can’t deny that my working is
now slower. (As if it isn’t already.) But after my midterm exam, I’ll try to
update more often.
This
sequel doesn’t start off so happy like some of you might have expected, does
it? Well, I’ve a reason in this and it’s necessary for the plot I’ve in my head
but oh well…you’ll see how it turns out in the next few chapters.
And
to make it clear, in ‘Possession’ Naruto and Neji haven’t hooked up yet. It was
just a foreshadow. But yes, they
will in this part, I assure you.
Anyway,
as always, as you all know, I love review, so...
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