Any Time the Fly | By : Shaylilin Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1409 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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A/N: I’m currently working on the last chapter (while doing my homework; hurray for the multitask) and I have to say, I’m not even sure how it’s going to end yet. I’ve seen a little bit of the story’s end, but not all of it. This chapter reveals Itachi’s past with his family.
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Jess249: We caught a break. My muse decided to cut Itachi a very small break. So there is one positive in his future, yay. Things are finally moving for the others, though Sasuke still kind of feels like time is standing still while he’s waiting for his body to heal.
Fuli: All reviews are welcome. I write just to exercise my fingers ;). Well, not really, but I like to see if I can create plot twists that people can’t call. I think you’ll be pleased with this chapter (I hope).
Ero Sennin: *does dance of joy* I’m so glad I hopelessly addicted you to this stuff. :) As for my muse, she’s still scary, but she did give me a touch of white in her plan of black. I’m glad you like my story. *sniffles of happiness*
Chapter 14 – Getting Better to do Worse
I vomited yet again. Pein had just gone back to his rooms again. He left me in the little sanctuary I had. Every time I let him touch me, I had to force the bile back and every time he left I ran to the bathroom as quickly as I could.
It had been a week since I decided not to fight Pein anymore. I could feel the bones mending in my body. Apparently he was taking that doctor’s advice and giving me some time. I guess I thanked god for at least that much. Still, pretending to be enjoying myself was difficult. I had to close my eyes and keep images of Naruto in my head in order to become aroused, but I still refused to get pleasure from the situation. It didn’t matter though; Pein only cared about satisfying himself anyway. He just wanted to see that he had some effect on me, as proof of my submissiveness. I hated tarnishing my images of Naruto, but I felt that as long as I didn’t feel any pleasure, he would forgive me.
I sighed and started the shower, letting the water run over my old bruises and cuts. They were healing, and some of the bruises and cuts had gone away. The bones were healing, but they itched like hell and I was getting tired of keeping my casts dry. I couldn’t believe Pein had that doctor come back the next day to give me actual casts. I felt helpless though. I was just lucky that he’d only broken bones on the upper half of my body.
I let a tear slip down my face when I caught sight of the name on the inside of my thigh. I knew Naruto would love me regardless, but I didn’t know how I could handle having that permenant reminder of how fucked up my life had become. Even when things went back to normal and everyone in my way was dead, I’d still have that visual reminder of what had happened.
I sighed, letting my thoughts drift to Naruto. Whenever I thought about Naruto I relaxed some. He always made me smile even if it was just in my mind. I turned the water off and dried off and dressed before laying back down the bed. I flipped on the TV and closed my eyes, letting the music from MTV drift over me.
“Sasuke, you can’t be serious about this!” Naruto squeaked out as he saw the building I had led him to.
I nodded. “Perfectly serious. I said I’d get you back for dragging me into that picture studio.” I winked at him as I grabbed his arm and led him inside. Baki followed us inside.
I smiled at the man behind the bar. “Amateurs, right?” He nodded. “My friend here wants to perform.”
He looked Naruto up and down. He ordered Naruto to spin around. I was trying so hard to control my laughter. He nodded. “You’ll do.”
Naruto glared at me. “I’m so getting you back for this. This is worse than having an old timey picture taken.”
I smiled innocently at my boyfriend. “This is much more fun for me, though.” I waved to Naruto as the man led him away from me.
I sat down at the bar, leaning my back against the bar and glancing at the stage every so often. Finally I heard the bartender behind me, “Want anything?”
I turned toward him and nodded. “I’ll just take a coke. Thanks,” I said. I waited for my drink and turned back toward the stage.
I forced the laughter to subside when I saw Naruto looking extremely awkward and embarrassed on stage. I wolf-whistled at him. There weren’t many people in the bar this early in the day. That was the plan. I didn’t want to share him with anybody, but I was willing to share him for a few minutes of embarrassment. I saw that Baki was trying just as hard to hold in his laughter. He leaned over to me, “You just wanted to see him naked.”
I laughed again and shook my head. “I can see that anytime I want. I just wanted to see him get all embarrassed like this. He doesn’t realize how good looking his body is, so making him do this is tough on him.”
Naruto moved toward the front of the stage, nearly tripping on the long pants he was wearing. I chuckled, but moved closer to the stage. I wanted him to be able to see me, anyway. I heard the rest of the band come in. Baki had called Kisame and told him where to bring them. I heard the classical music start up and locked my eyes on Naruto’s body.
I smiled at him as he glared at me. He took his shirt off, and I licked my lips. Before I knew it he was standing on stage in nothing but his boxers. I whistled again and saw the blush creep down his face and neck.
“Umm,” Naruto started unsure of what to say, “My boyfriend made me do this.”
The bartender had handed everyone a piece of paper and a pencil. “Okay, well just get comfortable. You might be there a while depending on how long it takes people to finish.”
Naruto leaned against the stool that was provided for him. I laughed and did a quick sketch of my boyfriend. Finally the bartender called out to Naruto that he could get dressed again. Naruto grabbed his clothes and headed back off stage. The band was collapsing in fits of laughter as Naruto came back out to us.
Naruto stood beside me and pouted. “That was embarrassing. I didn’t even know they had art bars.”
I smiled and wrapped him in my arms, “I like them. It’s funny watching people who get forced onto the stage.” I grinned up at him and handed him my sketch. “See, you look good baby. Even as red as you were.”
Naruto smacked my arm. “Whatever. Let’s just go. People here have seen me mostly naked.”
I smiled and pulled him down on my lap. I whispered in his ear. “After seeing you on stage, I can think of another reason we should go. Go back to our room, that is.”
I snapped back into the here and now when I heard Naruto’s new video again. I realized he was trying to tell me something. What was that line just now? I watched Naruto as he paced in front of a bed. “Big brother says he’s done with family.” I sighed. It was difficult to interpret, but I think I started getting it. “Love forever, regardless.”
I turned the TV off as the video ended. I was trying to interpret the lyrics. I was frustrated. It sounded like Itachi and Naruto were planning something. He was also reassuring me that he loved me no matter what. Also, I think I caught mention that they were searching the town for me and had narrowed down the location to just one area. I pulled my hair. I knew that this should be easier for me to understand, but I was missing the point.
The door opened. Pein crawled into bed beside me. Sometimes he came in just wanting to hold me for a few minutes. I had the feeling it had everything to do with him and nothing to do with comforting me. Automatically I put my arms around him. I knew what he wanted. He rubbed the cast on my left wrist. “I wish you wouldn’t have forced me to do all this to you,” he sighed.
I nodded. “I know, Master. I’m sorry, Master.” Force the bile back down. I felt him turn in my arms so he snuggled against my body with his head on my shoulder. His fingers traced his name in my thigh, and I forced my body to remain still though it wanted to shake with rage. After a few minutes he stood up. “Is there anything you would like me to do for you?” I asked with absolutely false sweetness in my voice.
He smirked. “No, nothing.” He walked to the door and stopped in the doorway as he was going out. “Your brother, Obito, and that blondie think they are going to be able to rescue you. I’ve got a member meeting with them soon. I won’t hurt them, but they will learn they aren’t getting you back.”
I smirked in return. “I promised my father I would kill him if anything happened to any of one of those three. I meant it. I’ll tell you nearly the same thing. You can kiss play-toy Sasuke goodbye if anything happens to them. I don’t care if they don’t ‘save’ me, but I do care if they live without being harmed.”
Pein shrugged and closed the door behind him. I sighed, waiting for the inevitable visit from Sasori. He seemed to come in all the time after Pein was finished. I don’t know why. I wasn’t nice to him. I barely even acknowledged his presence. “Sasuke-kun,” I cringed at the voice that preceded the open door.
Sasori smiled at me. “Pein gave me permission to meet with the two Uchiha’s that asked to spend some quality time with me. I’m interested in seeing what your family has to offer. If they are good maybe I’ll see if Pein will share you with me.” The look of disgust was clear on my face. I knew he had to be talking about Itachi and Obito, though he didn’t seem to know they were not part of the ‘family’. “Pein said I can’t tell them anything about you though.”
I sighed. The man was a bastard. If Sasori didn’t talk when confronted with Itachi and Obito, he was going to be beaten severely; I was certain Pein knew that. “You’re a moron.” I couldn’t say anything worse, though I wanted to. I knew that bastard would tell Pein if I did.
Sasori smirked. “Don’t be that way, Sasuke.” He sat on the bed next to me and started brushing my hair. I don’t know why he liked brushing my hair, but he did. It wasn’t extremely long or exceptionally soft; in my opinion, it was just hair. “I can’t have Pein anymore, so I want to have your family. Is there anything so wrong with that?”
I snorted. “Suit yourself. Don’t say I didn’t tell you.” I decided to take mild pity on the man, not because I cared about him, but because I cared about getting away from these people. “If you see a red glare start in any of the eyes on you, I’d talk. They can’t be held responsible for their actions after they get that look in their eyes.”
He laughed. “You talk as if I’ve never encountered an enraged Uchiha before.” I shook my head. The guy was going to get himself killed. I didn’t care anymore, as long as he gave Itachi and Obito the information that would get them to me. It was selfish, I know, but I didn’t want to spend longer here pretending to be subservient when they could just as easily come get me.
Sasori left. I don’t know what happened to him. All I really know is that two days later I couldn’t believe who was walking into my room. I had prepared myself for ‘behaving’ for Pein. Instead I saw my father and Madara walk in. “Pein has told us you have been behaving very well. He also told us Sasori has gone missing after a meeting with Itachi and Obito,” my father smirked. “I’m glad to hear you’re being a good boy.”
I glared at him. I wasn’t going to say anything, but I couldn’t help but feel something must be happening if they were back in town. That must mean that Itachi and Obito had a plan and were on their way.
Madara sat down beside me, patting my shoulder. I wanted to flinch away, but I didn’t. I couldn’t give them any reason to kill anyone. This way if they still killed someone, I couldn’t be to blame. I wanted to rip this man’s testicles off, but instead, I kept my hands firmly behind my head, in the lounged position I had been in prior. “What do you want?”
“Oh, Sasuke,” my father said as he slid into bed on the other side of my body. “We just wanted to see you before Pein takes you away. I guess that Itachi thinks he is going to take you away from here.”
Madara laughed. “You know what we did to Itachi, right?” I swallowed and shook my head, but I had a pretty good idea. I was being subjected to the same thing here, with Pein. Madara shook his head. “It’s not what you think. We used to touch your brother, but not the way Pein touches you.” He smirked. “How do you think your brother learned to be so good at information finding and reading people?” I shook my head. “We used to cut him whenever he was wrong. Bad information in our organization means big ass kicking. Sometimes it was cuts with a knife, sometimes it was a burn with a cigarette, and sometimes it was just a good old fashioned beating, but one thing was always true. Your brother was always crying, until we broke him mentally. Finally he could kill without messing up and get information without being seen.”
I turned my head to glare at Madara. This sick fuck thought it was funny that he had abused a poor kid. I had wondered why Itachi always wore long sleeves and pants. I thought it was because he was just that big of an asshole and it turns out that it was because he has burns and cuts on his body. Maybe that was the reason Itachi’d never had a lover as well. Maybe he was ashamed of his body. “’Tachi must be getting ready to kill you for that, or you wouldn’t be here.” I wasn’t smug, though I wanted to be. There was no emotion in my voice.
My father was the one who laughed this time. “We have an agent inside your uncle Obito’s organization. We know their plans. Right now, our agent is leading your brother, uncle, and boyfriend into our trap. They should be at the ambush soon and we’ll be receiving word back at the office as to how the operation went.”
I gasped. “If they are dead, I’ll rip your throats out and shove them up your asses. I rip out your intestines so I can hang you with them.”
Madara shook his head against my shoulder. “Sasuke, honestly. Where does all this violence come from?” He snickered. “You shouldn’t speak so violently to family.” He pulled out a knife and made a small cut over my collarbone. “After all, if you start speaking poorly of us, we may have to change the orders from ‘beat to within an inch of death’ to ‘kill the fuckers’.”
I ground my teeth together. “Don’t. Don’t you dare order them killed.”
My father laughed. “Sasuke, what makes you think you have any control over what we do?” He laughed as he grabbed my hair and slammed my head back against the headboard. I glared at him through the pain. I could feel a small trickle of blood from where my head had been cut.
I held the glare in place as long as I could. “Leave.” I didn’t care that I was supposed to be behaving. I didn’t care that I was being an ‘Uchiha’ to the men who had defined the term. I just wanted them gone.
My father laughed harder. “Sasuke, you’re still so strong after everything. I really wish we would have kept you for ourselves now. I bet you’d have been a better fit for us than Itachi ever was.”
I heard the anger in the voice, though it was still cool and calm, “Then you should have. As it is, you are currently defacing my property. We can make things tough for your family.” I had never, until this moment, been happy to hear Pein’s voice.
Both my father and Madara stood up. Madara laughed. “We’d never dream of invading your territory. After all, Sasuke was a peace offering.” The men moved away from the bed, and I tried to hold my tears back. I wasn’t going to show gratitude to that bastard, even if I was feeling it just now.
Pein stood in the door until my father and Madara had left. “I won’t let them have you Sasuke,” he sighed and turned, shutting the door. For once he didn’t wait for an answer. I think he knew exactly how relieved I was feeling at the moment.
I tried wrapping my mind around the fact that there was a double agent working for Obito. Maybe it was that Deidara guy who came to the tattoo parlor. I knew it couldn’t be Kisame or Baki. They had protected me and Naruto fiercely. Plus, Itachi and Baki were completely in love.
“Keep it down, will you? Some of us are trying to sleep,” I screamed through the wall separating my room from the room Itachi was staying in.
I heard Baki’s voice pant back to me, “Sorry, Sasuke.” I groaned as I heard him scream Itachi’s name into the night before they finally fell asleep. I sighed and closed my eyes, trying to get the sleep I needed before work.
The next morning, Baki had breakfast ready as soon as I got out of the shower. “So, is this an apology for keeping me up all night?” I asked with a little half-hearted glare toward my brother’s lover and my bodyguard.
Baki smiled sheepishly. “Yeah, the best I can do anyway.” He smiled at me as I took the plate he was offering. “I’ll try to get Itachi to let you get some rest tonight.”
I shrugged. I wasn’t really upset. Itachi had never shown a romantic interest in anyone. I wanted the two of them to be together, even if it was inconvenient for me. “Don’t worry about it. Just tell me, do you love him? It’s been three weeks of this, but that doesn’t mean you love him.”
Baki blushed. “I shouldn’t love him. I’m not supposed to love him. I’m here to protect you from the Akatsuki family. Still, I keep wanting to do nothing more than drag him back to bed and spend a few more minutes with him near me.”
I smiled. “It sounds like love to me.”
Baki blushed even harder. “I’m sorry about last night. I’m just glad you didn’t have school this morning.”
I laughed and smiled. “Look, I know he loves you. Just don’t break his heart okay? If something happens between the two of you, just be honest with him. He’s never shown interest in anyone before, and for all our outward appearances, he means more to me than any other person alive.”
Baki chuckled. “Is that your ‘if you hurt him you’re dead’ speech?” He ruffled my hair. “Don’t worry kid. I plan on taking care of Itachi, no matter what.”
A/N: Mwhahahaaaa… okay, so it’s not really funny, but at least my little misdirection worked. No molestation for Itachi. My muse just couldn’t let him get off without being broken though. Dang, and I thought I was going to be nice for once.
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