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The Banks Of The River Styx	By : AkashaEmily Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 915 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter
2: Sasuke�s Virtue

As
it turned out, there was a third option left open to the Uchiha. After what
felt like three days spent curled up in a fetal ball on the floor in the dark,
concentrating on not reliving anymore memories, Sasuke felt awareness return to
his body.
Little
tingles began in his brain as sensory input from his limbs burned through the
mental fog the brunette had firmly wrapped himself in. He tried to cling to the
darkness but something like a giant paw tore it away. The paw pushed him out of
the shadows, effectively kicking him out of his hiding place and sent him
stumbling on his way. With a sensation akin to rising out of deep water, Sasuke
Uchiha returned to the waking world with a startled jerk.
Still
mentally muddled, he did nothing but blink up at the ceiling, eyes tracing the
patterns in the plaster suspended above him. For several moments he just lay
passively, eyebrows knitting together when he couldn�t completely dispel the
sense of confusion plaguing him, though he suspected heavily that the fluid
dripping through the IV he spotted installed in his right arm may have
something to do with the problem.
Letting
his gaze wander, Sasuke noted that he lay reclined on his back with most of his
body hidden from view beneath a baby blue blanket. His arms were visible,
though, and what wasn�t swathed in sterile white gauze was so mottled in blue
and yellow bruises that it appeared his skin had somehow managed to acquire a
layer of green moss.
With
more effort than was pretty, Sasuke turned his head to the left, feeling a
slight twinge in the left side of his neck at the action. He concentrated and,
fascinated, watched as his left hand opened and closed, the skin feeling oddly
tight. He let his gaze go lower and found his torso whole under his coverings,
the outline clearly marked beneath the fabric.
Wow. Sasuke
thought, blinking at it all. He had a left arm again. His body was whole, his
innards back where they belonged before the explosive tag had nearly blown him
in two. He wiggled his feet successfully, counted both complete with five
working toes a piece. It was impressive to say the least. Wow.
An
amused chuckle rumbled from somewhere deep inside his chest, reminding him that
he was not alone in the deserted room. Something large and furry shifted and
settled inside him and Sasuke swore he felt fur tease against his ribs. It made
him shiver and twitch which resulted in his whole left side aching despite the
painkillers in his IV drip.
� Closing his eyes, he rolled his head back,
grimacing in pain. It seemed that one moment of pain had caused a cascade
effect and now everything hurt, throbbing and aching, making him shift in an
effort to find a comfortable position. He wound up laying on his right side,
facing toward the door and panting softly. He was hot and sweating now, adding
to his discomfort and annoying him greatly.
There
was a tube under his nose, looping over his ears, attached to a green spigot in
the wall above the headboard. Air tickled his nostrils, alerting the Uchiha to
the tube�s purpose, and though he wanted to rip the damn thing out since it
kept getting caught when he moved, he resisted the urge and left it where it
was as he settled again into his pillow.
Eyelids
heavy, Sasuke pulled the covers up a bit further, burrowing down into them as
he yawned. As he settled down to sleep again- that was something he could never
understand; how could he be tired again when he�d done nothing but sleep?- he
glanced over the rest of his room, ninja training automatically noting the
exact arrangement of the spare furniture, taking in the look and feel of the
room. The chairs near the door were plastic and uncomfortable looking, the room
small and uninspiring. There were framed pictures on the wall but Sasuke
couldn�t force his eyes to focus enough to make them out- something floral he
was sure since hospitals always favored flowers for some odd reason. The paint
on the walls could have been green or grey in the dim light flooding under the
closed blinds covering the window behind him.
A
hospital room was a hospital room was a hospital room, as far as the Uchiha was
concerned and without further ado, let sleep suck him back under.
He
dreamed.
He
was twelve again, as was Naruto, and they were both laying
in a hammock in the shade, lazing the day away. Sasuke was snuggled against the
blonde�s side, one arm draped possessively across his friend�s chest, despite
the heat of the afternoon. The rhythmic beating of Naruto�s heart under
Sasuke�s ear was a reassuring sound, mixing with the gentle sounds of water
lapping someplace nearby, helping to lull him. Content and happy, the two
rocked back and forth, back and forth in peace, stirred only by an occasional
light breeze. The brunette felt himself sigh and tightened his arms around the
blonde, inwardly rejoicing when Naruto did the same with the arm draped around
Sasuke�s shoulders.
A
hand ghosted over then gripped Sasuke�s bare thigh, the sensation ruining the
peace of the dream. Frowning, the Uchiha reluctantly lifted his head a fraction
to see what Naruto was up to, wondering if things were about to take a friskier
turn and not entirely happy with the prospect.
Panic
shot through the Uchiha as the hand on his thigh began to stroke over his pale
skin and a quick glance proved that his companion was not the owner of said
hand: one of Naruto�s hands was on the brunette�s shoulder, the other clearly
resting on the blonde�s stomach as he slept.
He
could hear voices now, voices and garbled words that he could make neither
heads nor tails out of. But the tones of those voices, the joking comments
delivered in voices oozing with malice and desire, those tipped him off about
the nature of the conversation taking place above him. He felt his body being
manhandled again, his healing shoulder being pulled none too gently until he
lay on his back. He felt cool air against his thighs, suggesting that his
blankets had been removed during his repositioning. The hand on his thigh moved
higher, higher, dangerously close to his groin.
Beside
him, Naruto vanished completely, as did everything else, leaving Sasuke sitting
in the dark, his pulse thundering in his head. Memories seemed to rise out of
the dark, awful memories that made a grab for him and the Uchiha whimpered as
one particularly horrible scene jumped out and touched him just as he felt
someone palm his manhood.
He
was back in Sound, in his room, on his bed, dressed again in his uniform. And
beside the bed, leering openly with hungry eyes as he took in Sasuke�s pale
form�
Sasuke�s
eyes snapped open and, faster than anyone could blink,
he had broken the wrist of the person groping him. Two quick punches and a kick
saw the man sail across the room and hit the wall, sliding unconscious to the
floor. More hands touched him, took hold of his left arm, squeezing and before he was actually aware of it he had pulled the
other person forward into his waiting attack, an open-palm blow to the chin
that knocked his attacker back long enough for him to catch the guy in the
diaphragm with an elbow strike hard enough to drive the man to his knees.
Before he disappeared from view, Sasuke grabbed him by the hair, driving the
man�s head in the bed�s metal railing, once, twice, three times before finally
letting the limp form fall into a boneless heap on the floor. �
The
presence inside his chest began to rub itself against his innards like some
large cat, emitting a noise that sounded suspiciously like a purr. He realized
he was panting and shaking, sitting with his knees drawn up protectively to his
chest, hands white-knuckled as they gripped the sheets beneath him. Feeling
vulnerable and weak but near twitching with anxiety and adrenaline after such
an awful awakening, Sasuke slowly swung his legs over the side of the bed past
the guard rail.

We
need food.
Sasuke
absently rubbed his chest and nodded as he responded to the fox�s demand. I know, Kyuubi. His
continued to watch the empty hallway, looking both ways before rounding the
corner and moving on.
The
first thing Sasuke had done after removing the various items stuck into his
body (the IV and catheter- now that
had been fun, right up there with pulling teeth- not to mention the leads
connecting him to the various machinery around his bed) was tidy up a bit. His
teeth felt scummy, his body dirty, especially so after his molestation, and he
didn�t want to feel either a second longer. �
Concentrating
on the little details helped him stay calm, prevented him from collapsing to
the floor and balling aloud. He had managed to keep his innocence intact,
despite everything that had happened. Sasuke�s wish had been to at least be
able to keep himself pure in that one respect, to be
pure for Naruto if the blonde actually forgave him and willingly began a
relationship with the brunette.
He
had wanted at least this one thing to offer in such a situation, something he only
give once, something to give Naruto that would show without
a doubt that he cared for the blonde. Something that could convey, implicitly,
what Sasuke had been unable to say to Naruto for all those years. An untainted
gift because the blond deserved nothing less. He had read and researched,
becoming discreetly informed as to the mechanics involved, forced to use only
his imagination when picturing it all because he refused to indulge in any way.
No sex, no touching, nothing but celibacy for Sasuke and all for Naruto.
And
now some callus pervert had touched him�!
Rationally,
he knew that being groped should not be enough of an issue to make him so upset.
It had happened and he had punished both those responsible, tying both men up
securely with his oxygen line and leaving them in a broom closet across the
hall. He was a ninja and occasionally such things happened. It was only a
little grope- he hadn�t been violated, his virginity was still intact.
That
only managed to make him feel marginally better, not that it mattered anymore.
Sasuke
had felt his lower lips tremble then, eyes prickling as tears threatened.
Naruto would have a field day with this.
You
are going to cut yourself if you don�t watch that razor.
Heeding
the fox�s advice, Sasuke had finished shaving- an excruciating experience given
that the disposable blade he was using was as dull as a dry bar of soap- and
brushed his teeth, using the toiletries provided in the tiny bathroom attached
to his room. He ran a washcloth over his exposed skin, deciding against a full
shower since he doubted he�d be able to redress his wounds himself, not that he
knew where the clean bandages were.
When
he felt a bit steadier, or at least less shaky, Sasuke left the bathroom and
pulled on the only set of clothing he had managed to find, a simple top and
bottom set. He flat out refused to put on the gown-like attire he had woken up
in, deeming it completely ridiculous and unwilling to submit himself to the
humiliation of his ass hanging in the breeze. Whoever had designed the thing
must have only been concerned with causing the idiot forced to wear it the
greatest amount of pain- why else would the ties be in the back where the
wearer couldn�t reach them? The thing had gaped completely, showing more than
it covered; Sasuke would have felt less exposed wearing women�s lingerie. So no, no gown, no way. Being mindful of his injuries, he
pulled on the navy blue outfit, unhappy with the stiff cloth as it scratched
against his skin.
So�
The fox began, effectively bringing Sasuke back to the present. The Uchiha took
a moment to catch his breath, leaning against the wall in a darkened corner of
yet another non-descript hallway.
Yes? He
asked when the mystical being failed to continue, unable to hide his annoyance
at both being pestered and at the aching stitch in his left side.
So,
you�re a virgin? The fox asked, an odd note of doubt in its voice.
Sasuke
discreetly poked his head out of his hiding place, made sure the coast was
clear, and continued on his way. His whole left side was aching, making him
slower and noisier than normal. Out of breath, it was doubtful he�d be able to
defend himself or even run to get away if the hospital staff found him, and so
he was careful as he navigated the endless hallways, skirting open ground.
Well? The fox prodded again when the Uchiha failed to
answer.
YES!
You�ve
never had sex? Not even once?
No! That�s what being a virgin means. Sasuke growled irritably. He currently had more
important things to concentrate on than such an inane conversation, like
stopping his stomach from feeling like it was devouring itself.
You
were, what, saving yourself for Kit?
There was something in the demon�s tone, something Sasuke couldn�t identify.
That was the idea. Sasuke felt his heart constrict painfully but refused to give into
tears.
Kit�s
not here any longer. Kyuubi
reminded him harshly, an unexpected amount of anger in the fox�s voice.
Since
it wasn�t a question, Sasuke didn�t bother to answer. He knew Naruto was dead,
knew it very well and didn�t need to be reminded. He had been there, had looked
down into those vacant blue eyes personally, had held Naruto�s cold body.
Oh,
yes; Sasuke knew Naruto was dead very, very well.
He stopped, staring at nothing as tears suddenly ran down his
cheeks, his arms limp at his sides, appetite gone. A clock chimed softly
somewhere, echoing down the deserted hallways, adding to the sense of
loneliness. A light over head flickered and buzzed before going out completely,
plunging the section of hall where he stood into darkness.
It
was a perfect metaphor for Sasuke�s world if ever there was one.

Hey? Kyuubi said, trying to get his new host�s attention.
Through the Uchiha�s senses, the fox detected the sound of a door opening and
shutting not too far away accompanied by the jingle of keys. Hey!
Get your ass in gear!
Sasuke
didn�t appear to have heard him, didn�t appear to have heard anything. He just
continued to stand there in the hall and cry silently, painfully obvious and
exposed, oblivious to his surroundings.�
Kyuubi could feel the tumult going on in his host�s head, the raging
storm of pain and depression, of self-loathing and shame.
It
made the brunette as unreachable as the moon, much to the frustration of his
parasitic guest. Here they were, about to be discovered, and the bastard was
out to lunch! Not for the first time, the fox began to think that all those
tales about how smart the Uchiha was were all grossly inflated if not entirely made
up. Honestly, what kind of ninja-
�Naruto�s�dead�
The fox caught the thought, the only coherent thing from Sasuke in several
minutes. It sounded like the reality of everything was just setting in though
Kyuubi knew this was not the case.
This
was just pathetic! Grumbling
angrily, the fox got to its metaphysical feet, prepared to forcibly take the
Uchiha over and send the sniveling human back into some far corner of his body.
Stupid humans! Stupid arrogant, greedy, fragile...
�� Damnably lovable humans.
�Kyuubi imagined Naruto then, smiling in
remembered amusement as the twelve year old blonde brazenly demanded the fox�s
chakra as rent, standing outside the bars and grinning like a mad man with
sheer audacity.
At
the time, the fox had had no idea how much he would come to love his vessel.
It
made Naruto�s absence all the more painful to take.
�Vindictive as it may be, the demon was glad
that Sasuke was suffering as much as he was. In the opinion of the fox, the
Uchiha deserved to suffer after all the pain and hardship he had put Naruto
through. He had betrayed the blonde, created wounds that none of Kyuubi�s
chakra had a hope of healing.
There
were no words to describe the damage caused by Sasuke�s defection.
But
listening to the Uchiha�s thoughts, feeling his grief and despair, knowing just
how much he had cared for the blonde and how�damaged� Sasuke was with Naruto
gone�
As a
demon, Kyuubi knew just how sweet revenge could be.
The
fox drew no pleasure from Sasuke�s pain.
It
did however receive more than its fair share of puzzlement. The idea that the
Uchiha, the man every girl wanted, would willingly remain celibate in the slim
hope of a gaining a relationship, with a friend he had betrayed no less, was
absolutely laughable. The fox had nearly hurt himself trying not to do so.
Thinking that by maintaining his virtue, Sasuke would be able to show Naruto
how much he loved him�? What drugs had the idiot been doing while in Sound?
Never the less, it was something important for Sasuke, something held so dear
that he had become instantly violent to protect it, to protect even the
possibility of his innocence being corrupted.
Even
after all these years, Kyuubi still didn�t understand humans.
Still
though, with Naruto gone, who would Sasuke give his virginity to now? Would it
be important anymore to the Uchiha?
Not
the time! Kyuubi shook its head to
clear its musings. Someone had to do something or else the despondent teen
would be discovered, which of course would lead to questions about those missing
attendants, which, in turn, would lead to attempts to�contain Sasuke,
physically or pharmaceutically.
Neither
option sounded viable for the fox; having his host chained to a bed or drooling
like an idiot would be completely unacceptable. As damaged and as annoying as
the Uchiha was, he was much more fun upright and cognizant.
With
a sigh, the demon gathered its chakra and, with a precise strike (something
akin to a sledgehammer being brought down on some poor unsuspecting soul and
with as much subtly), rose up and ruthlessly suppressed his host�s
consciousness. Assuming control of the body, Kyuubi began walking again, rounding a nearby corner just as another presence
entered the area he had just left. Keeping one step ahead was not going to cut
it, not when the footsteps kept coming, actually picking up speed and heading
straight for the corner Kyuubi had hidden behind.
There
was a door to his right, an emergency door handle in front of it. Kyuubi was
familiar with such a set up- Naruto had made a point of going through many of
similar doors, saying it was part of his pre-training work out. Most times
these doors led to stair ways and stairwells, Kyuubi knew thanks to the blonde,
made excellent hiding places. Without a second thought, the demon depressed the
handlebar as quietly as possible, opening the heavy door wide enough to slip
through before shutting it silently behind him.
Vaulting
over the railings, Kyuubi headed down as fast and as far as possible.

Well, that�s the end of the second chapter, folks. A very
special thank you to all of you who reviewed- reading them motivates me and
makes me want to update more. If you are new to the story, please let me know
what you think in the form of a review.
Until next time, happy trails.
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