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Ardor	By : katokachan Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Naruto/Sasuke Views: 1459 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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The most powerful and feared clan of Konoha, the prestigious Uchiha clan. Sasuke, who is from a family with an underlying line of work and Naruto, who fights for the law.. What happens when their worlds meet?
DISCLAIMER:I do not own Naruto (I'm not Sasuke), characters are property of Masashi Kishimoto and I do not profit from this story.
Genre: Romance/Angst/Crime
Rating:Mature.

Story will contain violence, potty mouths, and graphic situations. If you would be interested in skipping those particular parts I will put up a warning when those scenes come.

First chapter contains minor violence.
A/N: Hello everyone! This is my first SasuNaruSasu attempt, I really hope you enjoy the story and tell me what you think? I'd really appreciate all the feedback, good or bad! Enjoy the read ^ u ^

I. Arrested
By: Vixey

"So, Uchiha-sama, which one would you want to take home for tonight?"
Sasuke looked up at the bald man, jet black eyes swamped in pure annoyance. Sasuke wasn't in the jolliest of all moods, which was no surprise considering his normal approach, but Yukio's innocent -- albeit immoral -- question annoyed Sasuke more than it should have. The young Uchiha wasn't one to lack in the coitus department, in point of fact he had treated himself to his charms with one of his house maids that morning. Even so, that wasn't the particular reason behind the nausea and discomfort sitting in his stomach.
"Hn," Sasuke merely responded.
The music was obnoxiously loud with the heavy bass causing the ground to vibrate. Accompanying the commotion were the rowdy repugnant degenerates yelling in excitement. The walls were red and adding to the irritant setting the lights stung with vibrant pink. The smell was suffocating with smoke, sweat, and cheap perfume.
It was a usual setting Sasuke was sick and tired of.
The bald man hiding his eyes behind dark unnecessary shades stared down at Sasuke, expecting more of an answer than simply "hn."

Was Sasuke still thinking about it? Had he refused, or better yet, was the man gay?
Deidara could feel the negative energy emitting from his boss. Normally Sasuke was inattentive when he was at strip clubs but even so, the aura around the man was dreading tonight. The blond stood from his seat behind Sasuke's and whispered something in Yukio's ear. After a few seconds of whispering, the older male rolled his eyes and walked away.
"You alright, Uchiha?" Deidara skeptically asked, taking the seat next to Sasuke's.
"Mm.." Sasuke hummed into his glass of liquor.
"Unsatisfied with the offer tonight, hn?"
Sasuke barely shook his head. He looked bored and unamused as the women swayed in front of him.
"I don't think it would be wise to agree" the raven finally exhaled. "I'm stepping out for a bit, the stench is revolting." Sasuke placed the glass hard on the table where the figures were dancing, fixed his black coat, and made his way to the back door.
"Don't get yourself in any trouble," Deidara called out but Sasuke was already out of sight.

The bald man's name was Yukio and he was just about to turn into the Uchiha's newest addition to their Iwagakure underground base. He had offered Sasuke a few factories, which started a few years ago producing a variety of experimental drugs and other sorts of income. When talking to the Uchiha about his offerings it had been like speaking to a brick wall, but overall Yukio was almost positive he would win Sasuke over, hence the women offering.
The Uchiha family owned a vast amount of popular companies in Konoha which covered up their underground business. The Uchihas were a very dark and powerful clan, leaders of a prodigious and covert syndicate, you would have to be ignorant and immensely naive to think you could oppose them. Without a second thought, you'd be stepped under their shoes and long forgotten before you gave your very last breath. Sasuke wasn't exposed to the extent of how cold blooded their lives could be and he had yet to understand why he was being excluded. Itachi had taken a life at age thirteen and now, it was as easy as swatting a fly for him. Sasuke's at age of twenty-five he was always being sent to do the pesky things. He had killed a man, however. Sasuke could still remember the fear and adrenaline he had felt when he pulled the trigger. He'd practiced with a gun before, but the moment he'd made eye contact with the petrified man beneath him, the weigh of the trigger fell heavily on his finger. He forced himself to keep his eyes steady on the opponent until life withdrew from his eyes. The shot was loud, it was fast, and before his mind could register, it had already pierced through the man's skull and stained his white shirt with the victim's fresh blood.

The elder brother had worn an odd expression on his face when he'd heard of what Sasuke had done from Deidara.

The next morning Itachi had a heart and kept the fact from their parents that Sasuke had nightmares all night. Sasuke argued long after that he was over it and that it wasn't necessary for him to be kept in the PG part of the business making --well, as PG as the black market can get.
In truth, Sasuke craved blood, the thirst for the power of holding a person's life in his hands burned his vision red at the very thought every time.
When Sasuke was ordered to negotiate with bald, greasy mob leaders he never gave much thought to what he was doing nor cared wether his decisions were good or bad. Nonetheless, there were nights where he was beyond sick of it all. He was tired of meeting up with perverted old men and sit there as they pulled off some cool exterior, yet still managed to kiss Sasuke's ass in the process only to negotiate business. Not simply that, but they always offered a woman, it was brainless and irritating. Sasuke always blew the enchanted leech off with a "you're not my type" and walk out. If he wanted a woman to screw, he'd go out and find her himself. This particular imbecile had rubbed Sasuke off the wrong way the minute he opened his mouth, not that the men he usually dealt with were angels but everything about this man was different. It was possible that Yukio was sent to be an informant from opposing clans to infiltrate their commerce in Iwagakure, it wouldn't be the first time after all. Yukio had the face of a betrayer and Sasuke wouldn't have it. He hated him the minute his eyes met the shady gray orbs as soon as Yukio removed his glasses.

"Damn.." Sasuke heard voices coming from the opposing side of the dumpsters.
"If this moody little bitch doesn't lighten up.. I just don't know how much longer I can keep this up."
"Hn.." Sasuke let out a loud mocking laugh, forcing both men to turn back to the appearing voice.
"I-…I wasn't talking about you," Yukio quickly tried explaining as the all too familiar duckbutt hair became visible in the shadows.
The Uchiha walked towards the men, hands in pockets, and a smug facade plastered on his face. Sasuke opened his eyes and the dark cold gaze locked on to Yukio. "I'm not an idiot, you dumbass."
"W-what?!" Yukio growled back, balling up a trembling hand.The Uchihas were such pricks but none compared to the youngest, and boy did he want to bruise that pretty face of his.
oOo
"Geez, the boss is taking long, I'm gonna' go check to see if he's alright, hn." Deidara took his face out of the woman's breasts, gently pushed her off his lap from her hips, and stood from his seat. He could bet on his life Sasuke was somewhere pissing someone else off, it wouldn't be the first time. Sasuke was worse than a child, but given the circumstances who could blame the kid.

The girl sighed, wondered why Deidara was thinking of Sasuke when her breasts were in his face, and walked off to the next group of enthusiastic customers.
oOo
"Calm down, Yukio!" The other man placed a firm hand on Yukio's shoulder.

"You know it's not a good idea to piss off an Uchiha, much less the youngest, his brother will have our balls chopped off." They all knew the chances of Fugaku caring about his son taking part in a fist fight were less than winning the lottery, however, Uchiha Itachi was a separate story. He was the man they all feared, the head honcho in the underground world. Itachi was the one who took care of all the dirty work Fugaku didn't. He was a ruthless man with eyes that made your heart race and your knees week. Aside from the blood-curdling facade, the whole world knew that he had only one weakness, a weakness no one would dare touch less they wanted to face the devil himself.
"Only dumbasses get angry over something so small," Sasuke poked the lion with very high hopes for a little entertainment tonight.

"And I don't need dumbasses handling my merchandise."
"You shit!" Yukio ran towards Sasuke with a strong will to punch the smug look off his face.
Sasuke dodged the fist with minimal effort and grabbed Yukio's arm, twisted it behind him and shoved the man up against the brick wall.
Yukio clenched his teeth as he felt the rough surface scratch against his cheek. He could sense Sasuke sneer behind him and tried to escape from his grip but the boy was way too strong for his size. Yukio's partner did what any loyal comrade would do and tried to help his friend. Sasuke slammed Yukio's head against the hard surface before turning to meet the other man's fist in his own hand. Sasuke's brows creased just slightly, as to pity the man's poor attempt.
Sasuke's smirked when the man pushed his body weight towards him, finally putting some heart into the fight. Sasuke shoved the smaller man back a few steps, he ran his fingers through the center of his head, pushing his long bangs from his face. He let his arms down and looked at his opponent with dull patience. The man launched himself, the shock of Sasuke's upper cut hit hitting him just a second after. After he fell to his knees, Sasuke swung a kick to his face face, coating it in crimson red.
The raven could feel his blood boiling and his eyes on fire, he put his feet in-between the injured body below him, crouched down to grab the man's collar with one of his hands, and used the other to let loose on the bloody man's face. Sasuke was well aware that he was going over board with every counting strike, but he was in a foul mood and these morons were just at the wrong place at the wrong time.
Yukio's vision was blurred, but he stubbornly began to drag himself back up. He pulled himself up to the brick wall, sitting against it and took out a small pocket knife from his coat. He tried to focus, but two sets of duck-butts kept floating in front of him. Going on instinct he threw it at Sasuke's arm like a dart, successfully piercing his arm. The raven stopped. He lowered his head facing the knife piercing his skin. His eyes again were hidden behind dark strands of hair that fell perfectly on his face, Yukio was unable to read Sasuke's expression. But with the slightest tilt of his head, the streetlight beamed to Sasuke's lips which curved malevolently.
"You're such a dumbass."
Yukio's fury cured pain-- apparently-- and the man flew up on his two feet, glasses tossed and forgotten. His forehead bruised and a blood trail started from the top of his head down to his chest where his collar shirt was open enough to see the the path was still continuing. His mouth was dirty with dust, blood, and saliva. Yukio started to take off his coat, giving Sasuke a cold smile.

"I'm gonna kick your ass so hard. I don't even give a shit that you'll go bitch to your big brother."
The last sentence momentarily got to Sasuke, it was quick, but it was still enough for the man beneath him to find an opening. He flipped their position, before quickly getting up to his feet, he grabbed Sasuke by his shirt and pulled him up just by enough force to stand him up on his knees. Sasuke looked unimpressed and welcoming to the mans maneuvers. The opponent wrapped his arms around Sasuke's neck and hauled him to face Yukio, who was already finding himself less dizzy.
Sasuke felt the grip on him and looked up at Yukio as if he lacked a single care in the world. Sasuke wanted to entertain himself, he wanted to feel the contact, the force of a fist. Besides, if he round up some effort, the fight would end so soon.
'Just a little longer...'
The bloody Yukio stood in front of him, wiping his mouth with his arm before kicking Sasuke in his stomach. Sasuke gave the faintest groan and fell forward before the man behind him reeled his body back to full accessibility. Completely leaving behind all consequences if Yukio and himself were to get caught, the man held Sasuke tight. Hurting the Uchiha was number one priority. Yukio began to swing stern fists to Sasuke's jaw hoping to return as much damage as Sasuke had done to him. The pale lanky Uchiha looked no where near as strong as he hit, it was infuriating.
After a few swings, Sasuke's arms were let go before he was kicked in the back. Sasuke grunted when his body crashed against the hard concrete. This is good, this is what wanted. His adrenaline was going off the radar. His breathing was beginning to accelerate and his head was starting to feel light. Fingers twitching and begging for some violence. The blood is hot in his mouth, the sweat on his temple feeling like ice, and the bruises on his rips already healing.
The two men surrounded Sasuke like hyenas. The Uchiha lifted himself up to his knees again and smiled, revealing a set of bloody teeth, "you're still a fucking dumbass."
Before both could try and attempt to do any further damage a firm hand caught Yukio's fist, gripping it tight. "I wouldn't do that if I were you, nn."
They both turned to find a bored, blond munching on a lollipop. Deidara was a tall, lean man with blonde bangs covering the left side of his face and hair pinned up at the top of his head. Orange collard shirt neatly tucked in his black jeans and a black coat rolled up to just below his elbows. He was known as a very faithful and loyal ally and servant to the Uchiha family, always glued by the hip with Sasuke. He was also known for his quick wit and immense knowledge with explosives.
'That fucker,' Sasuke internally hissed. He didn't need Deidara's help, he could handle it all on his own. Hell, he was about to get started. Now he looked like some damn damsel in distress.
Ruining any more eventful incidents between the four men, blue and red lights flashed ahead of them along with a brief police siren.
"Well fuck," Deidara sighed as the cops closed in on them.

"Naruto-kun."
"Hey, Hinata! Going home already?" The blond man looked up and smiled brightly at the woman standing by his door.
"Y-yeah. Are you planning on staying late tonight?"
"Uh- I'm not sure yet. I'm still trying to get on the chief's good side, ya know?"
The woman nodded dumbly, cheeks dusting pink and a nervous smile plastered on her face.
Naruto beamed up at his unbelievably beautiful partner again. They had been working together for a few months as partners and Naruto felt he was the luckiest guy in the world to have a female as amazing as Hinata as his comrade. It would be a lie if Naruto had never thought about asking her out aside from their group dates. He liked her, I mean, what wasn't there to like? Every time he tried, his palms became sweaty, and his throat closed up on him, physically incapacitating him. Naruto was known for his balls of steel and stubbornness, but he couldn't ask this girl out to save his dear life! Perhaps he treasured their friendship too much, he would never forgive himself if he ruined their relationship off and on the job because of his big mouth. In addition, given his current situation and the goals he was trying to perceive, it was not the best time to invest in a relationship or make things messy.
"Well if Kiba and Shikamaru come in to the station anytime soon, maybe we'll call you and we could go out and do something tonight, ne? Ya' know how Kiba really loves the OT."
The brunette woman's face brightened, her cheeks turned an even darker shade of pink as she nodded enthusiastically, "I'll see you later, Naruto-kun!"

Hinata stopped as she turned to make her leave from Naruto's office when she noticed Kiba walk in behind a blond, Akamaru sniffing behind two bloody men, and Shikamaru behind a young man with black ray bans.
Naruto stood from his desk and went over to stand behind Hinata.
"Hah!" he chuckled. "I bet Kiba is in a good mood. I guess we are going out tonight!" He smacked Hinata's back and walked away quickly before he lingered on for the extremely awkward moment his inane actions brought to him. 'MORON! Why did you hit her like that?'

Sasuke was more than pissed off. He had never been arrested in his life, this was beyond humiliating! And what had him even more fumed out of his mind was his father's lecture that awaited, AND not to mention Itachi's sadistic comments.
He never imagined he could hate anyone as much as he hated the damn dog boy with the red marks on his face. What the hell was that about, anyway?

The smelly imbecile obviously had a death wish. First, he had told Sasuke to shut his mouth, the nerve on this guy. Second, he'd shoved Sasuke against the police car when the Uchiha had offered a smart aleck comment. It took every muscle in Sasuke's raging body to find a smear of self control and not beat the living breath out of this poor excuse of a cop. Sasuke knew it would go worse for him if he did, though. Plus, this shitty cop wasn't worth the air he breathed nor the space he took up. As if the loud arrogant bastard hadn't pushed his buttons enough, he'd tightened the cuffs around Sasuke's wrists the minute Sasuke opened his mouth to say something. If looks could kill... perhaps Sasuke was that enraged because the so called Officer Inuzuka flinched the second he made eye contact with the young Uchiha.
Deidara prayed for his dear life that Sasuke didn't lose control of his temper. Quite frankly he was surprised Sasuke was even budging. But they'd both get an earful by Itachi and Fugaku. They could act as stupid as they'd like outside of the public eye, but the minute they pulled a stupid stunt-- especially if it involved the newbie cops, they were dead. With the new recent addition of officers the cover-up would be more than bothersome. Especially with the leeches that surrounded the Uchiha family, desperately trying to find some kind of crap to throw at them (well deserved, albeit). Sasuke and Itachi were meant to be displayed to the world as the distinguished Uchiha boys who were intelligent, sophisticated, and to be looked up to. It was one of the keys to maintaining their political standing. Both Sasuke and Deidara looked at each other when they failed to recognize the cops, they knew they wouldn't get out of this one as easy as they'd anticipated.

The car ride was awkward for Deidara. Sasuke was drilling holes behind the Inuzuka's. Kiba, however, oblivious to his threat, talked out of his ass to the dog beside him. That was probably aggressively feeding Sasuke's annoyance.
Before entering the station, Deidara stopped.

"Alright. Hey man, listen. Sasuke can't be seen like this. At least let him cover his eyes." Deidara gave Inuzuka a stern look without trying to seem completely threatening.
"That's true, Inuzuka," the other cop intervened. "We don't want this blowing out of proportion before we get this cleared up. The chief wouldn't like it either and you know it. He's an Uchiha after all."
Kiba squinted his eyes and scrunched his nose as the other spoke, eyeing Sasuke as they spoke. "Ugh. Fine, fine," Kiba groaned somewhat immaturely.
"Thanks," Deidara unnecessarily showed appreciation, Sasuke couldn't imagine why. "The shades are in my front pocket."
Sasuke stared daggers as the others conversed about him like he wasn't there. The gaze only darkened as Kiba pulled the dark shades from Deidara's pocket, opened the legs and clumsily put them on Sasuke. Kiba slapped Sasuke's cheek twice before smiling at him.
"Consider this an apology for being a dick to you tonight," Kiba poked. "Ah, you look so cute and harmless with these on. Hehe."
"Geez, lets get this over with already. I wanna go home." Shikamaru thankfully interrupted.
In all honesty, Deidara's eye widened slightly and his muscles tensed. He was already preparing to attack because he knew Sasuke was about to pop on this goof.
Yukio and his partner were finally howled out of the police car and led in first. Upon entering the station, Sasuke stopped cussing everything in his path when he noticed a blond standing on the other side of the building. It was a pretty peculiar feeling that settled deep in his gut, somewhat like deja vu. A stinging shock ran up his spine to his brain. He flinched away and his knees wobbled. It could be blamed on his beating and blood loss, but something about the blond cop was screaming at Sasuke.
What is it?
Nostalgia ?
An ache?
A craving?
Hungry, dark eyes stared at the blond, taking in everything he could. Naruto looked like a normal, idiot-faced moron that would blend in the crowd, but he was literally burning bright yellow in Sasuke's vision. Sasuke swept his tongue over his bottom lip, tasting the irony flavor of blood. The man's messy blond locks fell on tanned skin and framed around summer-sky blue eyes, which Sasuke could swear on his life were twinkling. The Uchiha noticed the markings on his cheeks and a rapid sharp pain ran through his head again. He'd never seen this man in his life before but he was drawing him in like a magnet, it was almost like... like he knew him.
Whatever the sentiment was it only began to anger the younger Uchiha. He had enough of this day, and now he was damaged mentally. The way Naruto was standing with his right arm against the door frame and the left on his hip, talking intimately with another officer was giving Sasuke unnatural sensations and the raven's nostrils quickly flared in annoyance. Plus, to make matters worse, the blond was one of them. That guaranteed instant hate from the Uchiha. Sasuke always detested the police, they were lousy and acted arrogant only because they had a weapon sitting around their waist. Piling up to the loathing for the presumptuous morons, tonight they had gone off and humiliated him like this.
Sasuke and Deidara were both forced into a small room and the other two unimportant men into another. Shikamaru took the room with Sasuke since the others were loud and bothersome meaning Kiba would deal with them.
"Hey Shika-" Naruto stopped mid sentence when noticing the delinquents before him.
'He..' Naruto's brain nearly fried in attempt to finish the sentence. It suddenly felt like there was a vault in his mind and he couldn't quite reach it. This man was like a flashlight in his brain and it led him to the vault he did not know was there in the first place. He must be going crazy.
Naruto looked at the raven sitting nimbly on the chair with his hands cuffed behind him. His white- now covered in red stains-- shirt was halfway unbuttoned, exposing the glimmering chest and anxious breathing. Dark, midnight blue locks pointing to every other direction and long strands hung in front of half his face hiding his right eye. His face was pale and his lips were burgundy, red from the dried up blood. Sasuke would occasionally move his jaw around, easing the pain from his busted lip. Naruto was out struck by the beauty of this flawless, beat, scandalized chicken.
Naruto closed his eyes and softly exhaled, coming to terms that he was checking out a man, much less a man who his friend had just arrested. Since when did he even check out men? Whatever it was that was going on, Naruto felt drawn to him as if he was suppose to know who he was, like they shared something. It was quiet unexplainable and weird, but he didn't want to question the abnormality any further. He turned back to Shikamaru forgetting the action he had just committed and erased it from his memory for all eternity.
From his screaming angry thoughts, Sasuke sensed there was someone else in the room and let his eyes roam the blond intruder. He raised his head slowly and locked his eyes on Naruto while he spoke intently to Shikamaru. He would occasionally point to a few handouts in his hands and nod but the blond idiot refused to look his way.
Deidara squinted his left eye, Sasuke looked like a lion about to pounce on its prey.
"Uh- Uchiha?"
"What?" the raven bit back, almost angry that his trance was disturbed.
"We won't be here for long so you can relax."
"Hn."
Naruto was making his way back to the door and looked at Sasuke from the corner of his eyes one last time. The piercing sensation returned quickly with vengeance when black and blue eyes connected. Naruto's knees bucked and he prayed to the ramen God that no one noticed. From the short time that their gazes met, Naruto felt some sort of creepy feeling on his insides.
Too creepy.

"So what happened?" Naruto caught up to Kiba as he walked out of the interrogation room.
"These jackasses were fighting behind a gentlemen's club."
"Kiba-kun, Naruto-kun." Hinata joined the men as soon as she noticed them.
"H-hey!" Kiba immediately slapped on a grin as soon as he noticed Hinata.
"Ne! Ne!" Naruto started. "It's Friday, we should go out and do something. Who knows if I'll have time to hang with you dorks later, except you of course, Hinata." Naruto winked innocently.
"Tch," Kiba added to Hinata's blush. He quickly shook off his annoyed expression and added, "yeah, yeah. I'll tell Shikamaru and call Sai."

"What's the cop's name?" Sasuke answered Shikamaru's question, totally irrelevant and with complete disregard to what Shikamaru had actually been talking about the entire time.
"Eh?" Shikamaru looked up from the manilla folder, completely thrown off by the question.
"The blond."
"Uzumaki Naruto," Shika answered, refusing to talk any more than he had to.
Deidara stared awkwardly at Sasuke, frankly weirded out by the young Uchiha. Sasuke's face was a mixture of anger, anxiety, and shock. Deidara had a very weird feeling in his stomach.

When Sasuke and Deidara were finally granted freedom, the all too familiar luxurious black vehicle was already waiting for them outside the police station.
Upon entering the car, Sasuke threw his coat in utter irritation.

Deidara hesitated at first but asked eventually. "Are you alright, Uchiha? What's with you.. I mean like the whole cop thing?"
"Nothing."
"Why are you so interested in the blondie?"
"It's nothing. Get me his file and any kind of info you can find on the man."
The blond scoffed "right, nothing."

"Itachi-san?" Kakashi lifted a brow at the male sitting in front of him.
"This is great. My little brother got arrested, you say? Just when I thought things were getting boring around here." Itachi rubbed his temples with his thumbs, hiding his eyes behind pale hands and a sadistic grin forming on his face.

TBC

A/N: Much more to come ^^ I'll try to update the next chapter asap, I simply need to go back and fix a few things. Oh! If interested in being a BETA reader, please message me, I'd really appreciate the help!
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