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This is Not a Game [Complete]	By : JaydenNara Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2210 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 7
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I was so cruel last time wasn't I, leaving you hanging like that. If only you could see the sadistic grin on my face right now. Anyway... for all those interested, I set up a facebook acount under Jayden Nara, and I'm the only one on there with that name, so if you want to add me you can, I'll have updates as to when chapters are coming out, and previews of stories I'm currently working on and such. So add me, all the cool kids are doing it.
On with the show!

A Crack in the Wall
"They're too quiet," Kyuubi murmured, pressing his ear against the door. He reached for the doorknob in front of him.
Ten minutes had passed since the two eavesdroppers had last heard a peep out of the two younger boys. First Sasuke had been yelling, and then both of them had been, followed by quiet murmurs, but now there was nothing. Both men found the silence somewhat eerie.
"Maybe we shouldn't disturb them," Itachi mumbled in embarrassment. The last thing he wanted to see was his little brother with his pants down. He'd once walked in on his brother masturbating, and since then he had become more wary when it came to wandering into the boy's bedroom unannounced.
Ignoring his boyfriend, Kyuubi threw the door open, banging it loudly as it hit the wall. There was a flurry of movement as Sasuke hurried to sit up, embarrassed to be caught in such an intimate position. His actions did little to change the situation, more likely just making it look worse than it really was as he sat up to straddle the blond teens waist, the blanket pooling around them.
Before the door had been so violently opened by his new boyfriends' older brother, the young raven had been lying on the blond. The position was innocent enough with his legs on either side of the older teens' waist, and his head resting on the broad shoulder, but the blanket pulled over them made it look all the naughtier.
Naruto found Sasuke's nervous behaviour adorable as he watched the frantic movements of the younger boy. The blond didn't seem at all perturbed by the sudden interruption, if anything, he had been expecting it, and made no move to change their position.
Kyuubi snorted in amusement as he watched the younger boy panic. He could clearly see the only thing they had been doing was cuddling, but the boys' shyness was too cute. "Nar," he said loudly. "I need to talk to you." He chuckled merrily when his younger brother groaned in annoyance.
"Fine," snapped the blond at the aggravating redhead. He reached up and cupped the pale ravens chin. "I'll be back in a minute, okay?" he said softly. A small smile spread over his face as the Uchiha flushed and nodded. He waited for Sasuke to climb off him before he stood and followed his brother out of the bedroom and into the hall where they walked a short distance away from a curious Itachi.
Turning back to face his younger brother, the redhead ran his hand through his spiky hair. "You can't sleep with him," he warned. As much as Kyuubi wanted to tease and annoy his brother on his new relationship, this was a serious matter.
"What even gave you the idea I was going to," the younger boy huffed, crossing his arms over his chest and glaring at his brother defiantly.
Kyuubi snorted indignantly. "You two are teenagers in love," he said. "It's what you do."
"Is it even any of your business?" Naruto asked with a roll of his eyes. "You've never involved yourself in my past sexual experiences," he kindly pointed out, then paused to think for a moment. "Though you do often try to get me laid, but still, why is this any different?"
"Because you're not really seventeen."
Naruto's jaw dropped open as he realized the depth of the situation. Technically he was nineteen, a legal adult, and any sexual relationship with Sasuke would be very illegal. The worst part was that he couldn't even tell Sasuke or his cover would be blown. All the blond could do was hope that Sasuke didn't approach him, but he could take comfort in the fact that Sasuke didn't seem like the type to try and seduce him. The real challenge would be trying to hold back for the younger teens eighteenth birthday in July, five months away.
"Shit!" the blond agent hissed angrily, his fist balling into tight fists. "And you would enforce it to. Damn it Kyuu, you're such a fucking bastard!"
"You know full well why I am," the elder responded. Feeling his work was done, Kyuubi wandered back down the hall towards his boyfriend, congratulating himself on torturing his younger brother. Though in truth he wouldn't really stop Naruto from being with Sasuke in any way the younger boy chose, but Tsunade would have both their heads if she caught wind of anything. "Have fun Nar!" he called over his shoulder, revelling in the intent to kill rolling off his brother.

The dark limo pulled through the gates of the Uchiha manor, and made its way up the drive, pulling up at the front step. Checking his concealed gun, the fake driver climbed out of the vehicle and headed to the front door. Behind him, the pale man could hear the back door of the limo open, and turned to find Fugaku struggling to climb out. Running back, the assassin grabbed the Uchiha by the shirt and hauled him up to meet his eyes.
"And where exactly do you think you're going?" he asked in a low hiss.
Even though he had aimed to kill, the Uchiha's were stubbornly hanging on with everything they had. The assassin was impressed, but also annoyed, not that it mattered, they would die from their injuries soon enough.
"My son," he choked out. "Please, leave Itachi be."
A low chuckled of glee reverberated in the man's chest. "Who said I was after Itachi?" he said before letting out a maniacal laugh causing the captive Uchiha to shudder. He found it funny that the businessman immediately thought that his eldest would be the target; either he severely underestimated the importance of his youngest son, or he had too much pride in the elder.
"No, not Sasuke," Fugaku cried. "Please, no!"
Even though he had always been hard on Sasuke, he loved his son more than anything. Every push and prod had been for the boy's own good, the corporate world would eat the soft boy alive.
"Oh god!" cried Mikoto, gasping for air in the back seat. "Not my baby! Please, not my baby!" Her skin was ashen, blood running in two thin lines from her mouth as she choked on her own fluid, but her eyes were frantic with worry for her youngest. "Please," she begged once more before giving one final shuddering breath and falling silent, her eyes frozen open with fear.
The man snorted as he watched the life drain from the woman. "It's not my place to question orders," he said, tightening his hold on the dying man. "Only to follow."
"What do you want with him?" the greying raven demanded, trying to buy time. His mind was running over every possibility to escape and help his sons, but nothing seemed plausible. His wife was already dead, he had nothing to lose at this point, and he would gladly give his life if it meant saving his sons.
Time was up.
"I never asked," stated the assassin. He shoved the weak man back into the limo, the weakened body hitting the far door and crumpling into an unmoving heap. The car door slammed shut, and the slender gunman headed to the front door where he knocked, and waited.

Grumbling under his breath, Naruto made his way back into Sasuke's room, and shut the door firmly behind him. The raven was sitting cross legged on the bed, watching the blond curiously.
"So..." Sasuke trailed off, trying to figure out what to say. More than anything, he wanted to pull the blond back onto the bed and cuddle into his warm body again, but he was suddenly feeling really shy and nervous, two feelings he had never really experienced before.
Before the interruption, things had been peaceful; perfect. The two had been caught in their own little world, but their bubble had been burst when Kyuubi had busted down the door, and the distinct air of unease hung over them.
"Sorry about that," the Uzumaki mumbled, taking a seat on the edge of the bed next to the younger teen. "Kyuu was just being an ass and bugging me, you know, brotherly things." He sighed and flopped back on the soft mattress. He had hoped things would have gone back to how they were before the interruption, but it appeared the Uchiha had lost his courage.
"I get it," Sasuke said nodding. "Itachi directed a few comments at me while you were gone." He looked down at his nervously twisting hands. "So, what do you want to do?"
Propping himself up on his elbow, the blond looked around the room curiously before his gaze fell on the large flat screen mounted on the wall opposite the bed. "How about a movie?" he suggested lightly. It had been awhile since they had been able to sit back and relax, and a movie seemed to be the perfect way to do so.
Sasuke was secretly hoping that they would go back to cuddling, but he wasn't sure how to instigate it. During their fight, he had just been so angry, and his body just acted on its own and he suddenly found himself lying on top of the other teen. He had never had a boyfriend before, and this whole situation was new to him. He loved Naruto; that he was sure of, but it didn't mean he knew how to act around him.
Naruto on the other hand was contemplating how to have the younger boy back in his arms without scaring the obviously nervous teen. The blond would be lying to himself if he said he didn't want to be close to the pale boy. It wasn't a secret that he had been with many others, men and women alike, but Sasuke was different in the sense that the blond actually had feelings for him. In the past, Naruto had avoided being with anyone he could have developed feelings for. He was definitely still a little nervous about getting involved with the Uchiha, but he had promised to try, and so he would put his best foot forward.
Lost in thought, both teens continued to stare off into space until Naruto finally remembered something the raven had said earlier.
"The sun and moon, eh," he murmured more to himself. In all fairness it was a odd thing to yell as someone while arguing, but the blond found it oddly fitting. "How long did it take you to come up with that rant?" he asked, loving the dark blush staining Sasuke's cheeks as he teased him.
"A few weeks," mumbled the Uchiha, looking away.
"Really?"
Sasuke shifted nervously on the bed. "I've been thinking of how to confront you and confess to you almost since we met," he explained quietly, still staring at his hands.
"Oh," was all Naruto managed to say, and an awkward silence fell over the room.
"Why don't you pick out a movie," the raven said awhile later, motioning to the large self covered in dvds and games next to the tv. "I'm going to go get some drinks," he announced, wanting to escape the unease. "Do you want anything to eat?"
It was that moment that the blonds' stomach decided to growl rather loudly. Both boys looked at each other before collapsing on the bed and bursting into laughter, all tension between seemingly gone.
"I'll take that as a yes," Sasuke chuckled, his nerves calming.
Climbing off the bed, Naruto wandered over to the large shelf of movies and began looking over the multitude of titles. He vaguely heard Sasuke say he'd be back in a minute, and the door open, but not close.

The heavy oak door swung open to reveal a small woman dressed in a simple maids uniform, her honey brown hair pulled into a tight bun. "Good afternoon," she greeted warmly with a small curtsy . "How can I help you?" she asked politely, eyeing the stranger before her.
"I'm here to pick up Itachi-san, and Sasuke-kun," he informed her, bowing slightly. "They are to dine with their parents this evening, but I'm seem to be running a bit behind." He tilted his head to the side, his chauffeurs cap sliding a little on his head, his long hair flowing down over his shoulder. "Would it be at all possible to borrow the phone," he asked, lying through his teeth. "I would like to let the Uchiha's know I will be a little late picking them up at the office."
"Oh, of course," the maid exclaimed. "Right this way." She motioned for the chauffeur to follow her and shut the door behind them. Leading the man to a small table in the spacious front hall, she stopped and let out a sigh of annoyance. "Oh dear, those boys," she said shaking her head. "They never put the cordless phone back. You'll have to use the one in the kitchen," she informed him, motioning for him to follow her further into the house.
"That's alright," the assassin assured her kindly, trailing after her. The further into the house he made it, the better in his opinion.
"Here you are," she said happily, presenting the corded phone. "While you're on the phone, I'll inform the boys you're here for them." She turned her back on the stranger.
"That won't be necessary." A gunshot sounded, echoing off the walls, and the maid crumpled to the floor, her blood slowly pooling around her.
There was a soft cry at the door, followed by the sound of hurried footsteps moving away from the kitchen. Sasuke had only just made it to the door just as the shot went off, and could see the maids legs protruding from behind the counter. Knowing he needed to warn the others and get them out of the house, he sprinted for the stairs. Unfortunately, the gunman was faster.
The assassin gave chase to the retreating figure to discover the witness was a small raven that couldn't have been out of his teens. The young boy could only be his target.
"Freeze or I'll shoot," the man ordered the fleeing boy.
Only a quarter of the way up the stairs, Sasuke froze in place, his entire body quaking with fear. This man had killed someone in cold blood. Taking several deep calming breaths, the raven followed the assassin's instructions to turn around and stared down the gunman, hiding his emotions.
The assassin was surprised to see the boy's face showed no fear, his eyes were cold, and his jaw clenched. "Sasuke-kun I presume," the man said. Though the boy didn't reply, there was no mistake. "You're coming with me."

As the gunshot rang through the house, Naruto leapt from the bed and ran. The only thought in his mind was of Sasuke. Halfway down the hall, he slowed, creeping along the wall until he reached the corner where the wall became the banister. Peering around, he saw his boyfriend being held at gun point on the stairs by a familiar rogue agent. Fear and relief shot through him at once seeing the raven alive but in danger.
Quickly calculating the distance, Naruto rushed the banister and launched himself over it. He hit the assassin in a flying tackle, the gun clattering across the floor due to the unexpected attack.
"Naruto?" the pinned man choked out in surprise. "How, where?" He had been so sure that his plan would go off without a hitch because he had been able to bypass the security set up by the LEAF agents by posing as their driver. No one should have been able to respond this quickly, and no one was supposed to be in the house with them.
"Sasuke, run!" Naruto yelled to the frozen Uchiha. "Get to Kyuubi and Itachi, and get out, now!" Struggling with the flailing assassin beneath him, the blond chanced a glance at the younger boy to see he was still standing, staring wide eyed at the scene before him.
"Ah, so Kyuubi is here to," the pinned man murmured "Better make this quick." Using the Uzumaki's distractions, the assassin managed to flip the tanned body off his own. Scrambling to his feet, he made for the gun lying a short distance away, but he didn't make it far. A hand closed around his ankle, yanking him back and almost causing him to lose his balance.
Grabbing the foot striking out at his head, Naruto gave an almighty tug, sending the assassin tumbling to the floor once more. "Sasuke, go, now!"
The second shout shocked the Uchiha out of his daze, and he took in the struggling pair on the floor of the entrance way. "No!" he shouted, moving to help his boyfriend, but Naruto's desperate shout for him to stop caused him to pause.
"You have to go," the blond shouted hoarsely as the attacker's hand tightened around his neck. "He's after you! I don't matter, only you do!"
His first and only priority was Sasuke. If anything happened to the boy, he would never be able to live with himself. As it was, he was already kicking himself for allowing the situation to have progressed to the raven being in danger. If he had not heard the shot...
"I can't leave you Naruto!" the raven protested, his stomach turning as he watched Naruto take a fist to the side of the head. Blindly reaching out, he gripped the banister in an attempt to stay upright. His new boyfriend, and self proclaimed protector was battling for his life on the cool marble floor. And worst of all, he could do nothing.
"Just go," the blond commanded. "I'll be fine, but you need to warn the others." He head butted the gunman, stunning him before kicking the man in the chest and sending him flying a few feet across the floor. Naruto scrambled to his feet, careful to keep himself between Sasuke and the rogue agent. "Go!"
Sasuke was torn, but he knew the blond was right; Itachi and Kyuubi needed to know. He turned and stumbled up the stairs as fast as he could, and disappeared around the corner and down the hall.
With the Uchiha gone, Naruto was able to direct his full attention to the task at hand; subduing his foe. The two trained men stared each other down, no more than ten feet apart.
"It's been quite awhile Naruto-kun," the hired gun murmured appreciatively. "You've aged well."
Fury took over the blonds' usually cheerful demeanour. "Not long enough in my opinion, Kimimaro," he hissed through clenched teeth. "Anytime is too soon."
"My lord sends his warmest regards," Kimimaro said with a nasty smile.
"Don't talk to me about that snake bastard," the blond agent growled. "He's nothing, and Jiraiya should have killed him when he had the chance."
"How dare you!" the long haired agent shrieked. "You should be honoured Orochimaru-sama has even taken an interest in the likes of you. You deserve none of his attentions you ungrateful wretch!"
Naruto was beginning to lose his cool. "His attentions?" he spat maliciously, his mind wandering back to the days of his captivity. "I should be honoured to be taken, humiliated and tortured? Your master is nothing but a sick twisted sorry excuse for a man who is using you, and nothing more."
"Gahhh!" The enraged assassin threw himself at the blond.
Smirking at being able to goad the agent to attack and lose his cool, Naruto effortlessly dodged the fist aiming for his head. He brought his tightly clenched fist up, intent on landing a hit on his attackers' kidney, but the body twisted away at the last second. He was forced to move as the pale assassin spun, his hand chopping at where the blonds' neck would have been had the LEAF agent not dropped to the ground.
Kimimaro smoothly jumped over the jean clad leg as Naruto attempted to sweep him, his own leg striking out with lightening speed, seeking the blond head. His target had already disappeared even as he struck out, and he pulled back, taking a fighting stance.
Tucking his leg back into his body, Naruto rolled narrowly missing the kick levelled at his head. He sprung to his feet, facing the SOUND agent.
The combat grew in intensity, both agents easily meeting every kick and punch thrown them as they blocked and dodged. They were too evenly matched and continuing hand to hand was a fruitless endeavour, forcing Naruto to realize whoever reached the gun, won the battle. A knowing look appeared on Kimimaro's face that the blond instantly recognized as the assassin coming to the same conclusion.
They both launched themselves at the discarded firearm, desperately struggling with each other. Landing in a tangled heap of flailing limbs, the two highly trained men turned into a set of brawling teens; the gun only an arm's length from them.
All movement ceased when Kimimaro's pale hand closed around the firearm, and Naruto found himself face to face with the barrel of the cool metal weapon.

Sasuke hurtled down the hall at top speed, tears blurring his visions. Wracked with guilt, the raven stumbled down the hall, tripping several times only to stagger to his feet. His heart was painfully battering against his ribcage as he left his boyfriend behind. He could hear loud music emanating from his brothers room at the end of the hall, solving the confusion as to why the two had not heard the shot fired and the yells echoing through the house behind him. Without knocking, he threw the door open, collapsing to the floor as he fell through the door.
Both men were laying on the large bed and caught in a heated kiss, bare chests pressed together. Itachi's hands were tangled in the short ginger spikes of his boyfriend. His gripped tightened as the talented mouth moved to his throat, causing the Uchiha to throw his head back and moan lewdly as his pale skin was marked.
Pressing his lover into the mattress, Kyuubi straddled one thigh. A tanned hand disappeared beneath black boxers exposed by the raven's open jeans hanging loose around his hips. He continued to pleasure his lover, unaware of the rather distressed audience.
It took a few moments for them to tear themselves away from each other and notice the sobbing raven on the floor of the room, the door wide open behind him.
Soon after seeing his brother, Itachi leaped from the bed, ripping himself from the redheads' grasp. "Otouto?" he cried anxiously, disregarding his current state of undress and arousal. Hurrying to the fallen boys side, he quickly did a once over, checking over the smaller males appearance for any injury or cause for alarm. "What's wrong, did Naruto hurt you?" He glared accusingly at his boyfriend as he gathered the younger raven in his arms.
Sasuke could barely speak as his body was racked with violent sobs. He couldn't believe what he had just done; abandoning the blond was killing him. "The maid... shot... dead" he sputtered out, the message barely coherent. "Naruto fighting... gun... he said run... oh god..." He curled into his brothers' warm and comforting embrace as the older raven drew the trembling form into his chest. He felt like scum.
Kyuubi was on his feet, tugging his shirt back on. "We need to get you two out of the house. Now," he said hurriedly, taking charge of the situation like the trained agent he was. This was a side that neither of the Uchiha's had seen out of the happy-go-lucky university student. Crossing the room swiftly, he checked the hallway before turning to the two Uchiha's on the floor. "Itachi, grab your shirt," he ordered. "We need to go now."
As much as he was worried for his younger brother, the mission took precedence no matter the circumstances. Naruto could take care of himself, and Kyuubi had to trust that. The question that was running though the redhead's mind was how did tan intruder enter the house; no sensors had been set off, and the surveillance team had not reported any movement.
Sasuke was still sitting on the floor staring at his hands in his lap. He couldn't shake the feeling of being held at gun point, or rid his mind of the cold and uncaring look in the assassins' eyes.
"What about Naruto?" Itachi asked, his voice laced with concern as he redressed in a hurry. It didn't seem right to leave the young blond to fend for himself. "Shouldn't we help him?"
"No," Kyuubi stated firmly. He had moved to the window, his alert cerulean gaze sweeping over the grounds. To his surprise, he noticed a limo parked out front with no driver present and immediately had his answer as to how they had reached this point. Shaking his head to clear his thoughts, he turned back to the other two in the room. "Believe it or not, Nar can take care of himself."
"But he's your brother!" the elder raven exclaimed in shock. The cold attitude towards the young blond was disconcerting for Itachi, more so than the Uchiha was comfortable admitting. If it had been Sasuke, Itachi would have been rushing to the scene without a care for his own well being.
Making his way back to his boyfriend, Kyuubi took the pale raven by his arms. "You and Sasuke are my priority," he said calmly, staring into the wide onyx eyes. "Whoever is in the house is after you two, and I will do everything in my power to make sure they don't come anywhere near you. Naruto knew this when he sent Sasuke to us alone, and I respect my brothers wishes for me to take care of you two."
A second gunshot echoed through the house just as the redhead finished his sentence. All three heads snapped to the open door, every possible scenario running through their minds.
"Naruto!" Sasuke gasped out, his mouth falling open in a silent scream, his eyes wide with panic, the tears increasing tenfold.

So... you all are probably pissed right about now... Mikoto is dead! Fugaku is barely hanging on! Now a major cliffhanger! But I promise the next chapter will come out soon.
Well, let me know what you think, I'm happy to take you anger, in fact I encourage screaming. So review!
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