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A World Gone Mad	By : Daydreamer79 Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Naruto/Sasuke Views: 3992 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Summary: Sequel to In A Darker Universe: Sasuke and Naruto must face a threat to their world at the revival of their old village. I'm serious, you need to read the prequel to this, In A Darker Universe before reading this. I can almost promise you, you will get lost. Part 1 of 3 Also, people seem confused. The Chapter before this one is the Prequel. I added it in because I knew some people would ignore my warnings and read this before that and get confused.

Warnings: cursing, violence, violent sex, use of bunshin in sex, Dark Naruto, READ THE PREQUEL FIRST

A World Gone Mad

Part One

Naruto felt warm. It was a strange feeling since the cold inside seemed to permeate him in ways he could never fully describe. It never went away, only coiled deeper so not to touch the warmth spreading through him. Now, the warmth burned his very soul, igniting emotions long since buried beneath the darkness. It was a strange feeling. Even before he embraced what he was, he could never remember feeling this content. Happiness seemed a lost pleasure. He felt contentment in his place at Sasuke’s side. He felt satisfaction with his role as an enforcer and second in command of the most powerful shinobi organization in the known world. This was different. This forced all other emotions aside in favor of it’s heat.

The body beside him grumbled something unintelligible and a long pale arm was flung across his torso, followed by a pale leg. Ah. The source of the warmth--both the physical and the emotional. Sasuke was the only creature on the earth who could produce such powerful emotions in Naruto, be it love or anger. Any other emotion brought to the surface by others paled in comparison. Sasuke was his universe. For as long as he could remember, his world revolved around Sasuke. First it was a need to prove himself to the other. Then, it became friendship and acceptance followed by grief and anger. The final link in the chain of his life was…such a pitiful word cold not describe what he felt. He felt madness, jealousy, lust, and need. Sasuke was his universe and without him in it, he would go insane. Sasuke tempered the beast. His cool collectiveness kept the darkness in check.

Naruto ran a calloused finger down the pale arm, stopping at long tapered fingers. His eyes followed the motion of his hand, taking in the tiny scars and calluses that came with their way of life. Even the most skilled shinobi carried the scars of this life. He and Sasuke were no different though their scars tended to be hidden beneath the surface. The scars on their souls were harsher.

“Are you trying to be all sentimental?” Sasuke’s sleep heavy voice purred softly in his ear--the arm and leg tightened around him.

Naruto grinned pushing Sasuke to his back and straddling the pale naked hips. “No. I was occupying my time until you woke up.”

“You’re a terrible liar,” Sasuke groaned as Naruto’s lips bit sharply at his collar bone. The marks of their previous antics in bed stood out in stark relief against the pale skin.

“Do you think?” Naruto released the skin, blood trickling in a small stream across the pale chest. His feral eyes gazed at the handy work of the night before. Scratches, bite marks, and hickeys littered Sasuke’s chest, shoulders and back. A pleased growl rolled through him, making him sit back, flip Sasuke indignantly to his stomach so he could admire the work spread across his back. Long jagged scratches ran the length of the pale back. Dried blood flecked off from some of the deeper gouges, some not stopping until they reached the curve of Sasuke’s ass.

“What the fuck are you doing?” Sasuke struggled to sit up, only serving to fire the demon inside Naruto all the more. His hand shoved Sasuke’s face to the bed, practically smothering him into the pillows.

The hand not busy holding Sasuke down, pulled pale hips up, admiring the deep scratched just below the jut of hipbone. A second growl rumbled through him, a deep animal like sound of pleasure at having marked a mate so fully. Anyone who saw Sasuke would think he’d just been through the fight of his life. It wasn’t a lie. If Sasuke had not given his all…if he hadn’t fought back, Naruto was sure he would have died. The only comfort came with knowing Sasuke never laid down to take anything. He fought with tooth and nail. They were both monsters, each possessed with their own demons.

“Let me up you moron!” Sasuke struggled, firing Naruto’s animal instincts all the more. The struggle only made him want to subjugate Sasuke, to force him to accept him as his only mate.

“No. I like you in this position.”

Sasuke growled, a sound very similar to Naruto’s possessive purr; only this utterance possessed a mixture of lust and anger. “I’m going to kick your ass when I get up. You won’t be able to sit down for a week.”

Naruto smiled, his hand sliding down the curve of pale muscled buttock. He stopped at the red skin surrounding the very much abused puckered skin of Sasuke’s anus. The muscles twitched, Sasuke struggling even harder. The area had to be tender. The red coloring was enough of a clue to the less than comfortable state of Sasuke’s ass. “I think it’s you who won’t be able to sit for a week.”

“Bastard!” Sasuke’s renewed struggle pleased Naruto. He wasn’t blind. He could see the heavy erection hanging between Sasuke’s thighs. Their type of foreplay was just as arousing for Sasuke as it was for Naruto. They were animals lost in the heat of each other.

Bringing his hand down on Sasuke’s pale ass in a loud slap brought a particularly loud moan to break the sound of their panting breaths. Sasuke wasn’t even trying to put up the illusion of fighting. His hips ground back against Naruto, his breath coming out in short pants.

“You’re like a slut in heat,” Naruto growled, using his free hand to spread the pale cheeks again. His nose nuzzled the skin before his tongue shot out to slide over the twitching, red hole. He could still taste himself on the twitching skin. He tasted good on Sasuke.

Sasuke must have taken offense to being called a slut, his struggles renewed with a vengeance as he fought the hand keeping him completely pined to the bed. “Let me up so I can kick your ass.”

Naruto clicked his tongue, lifting his face from where it had formerly been buried in Sasuke’s ass. “Sasuke…always being difficult.”

Naruto’s hands lifted from Sasuke--the other rocketing upward ready to slam his fist in Naruto’s face but found his arms once more bound, this time with two identical Narutos. “Mother fucker!”

“Tsk, tsk. Such language.” Each of the Naruto’s grinned, obviously knowing something he didn’t.

Of course, Sasuke wasn’t going to take this lying down. Naruto would have been surprised if he did. A pale leg shot out forcing Naruto to summon additional bunshin to keep Sasuke bound to the bed. If anything, Sasuke’s apparent arousal multiplied. Where before was only a hard erection, now said erection was a dark red and leaking profusely. Large dark veins snaked up the length, practically pulsing with Sasuke’s lust. This sent ripples of glee through Naruto.

“Looks like Sasuke likes being made helpless.” Naruto flicked tip of Sasuke’s erection, making the other hiss at the touch.

“Asshole. What makes you think that?” Obvious Sasuke was in denial.

“Oh, I don’t know. How about the fact your dick has doubled in size since I summoned the bunshin. Not to mention, you have a pretty nasty sharingan you could have long since attempted to use on me.” Naruto grinned, feeling particularly sadistic today. “You know, Sasuke. You look so fucking good when I fuck you. I wish you could see yourself.”

“Then get a fucking mirror.” Sasuke renewed his struggles. It was a game to both of them. A very arousing game, but a game all the same.

An idea occurred to Naruto. Perhaps it was a bit cruel and sadistic but it would keep him from hurting Sasuke more while getting them both off. He was fairly certain Sasuke couldn‘t take another pounding. “I have a better idea.”

Naruto brought his hands together, summoning a fifth bunshin. This one grinned and set his hands into a series of motions before transforming into an exact replica of Sasuke. Slanted eyes gazed lustfully at Naruto, perfectly mimicking Sasuke’s visage. Naruto laughed at his lover’s shocked face. “Surprised? Excited? Anxious to see me fucking you?”

“Naruto…” Sasuke struggled to pull free. “You aren’t fucking me.”

Naruto arched a brow, looking over the Sasuke bunshin. “Funny. It looks like you.”

Naruto ran the flat of his hand down the pale chest, over protruding pink nipples and down to cup the straining erection between pale thighs. “Feels like you.”

The Sasuke bunshin moaned, pushing back against Naruto in a slow grind. “Harder.”

“Sounds like you, really Sasuke…I think you are going to lose this bet.” Naruto’s teeth gleamed in the subdued lamplight.

Sasuke’s hips jerked upward as a stray hand slide up his leg to cup his balls before working its way up to his erection. Naruto’s eyes narrowed on the hand stroking his Sasuke’s cock. It might be a bunshin, but it wasn’t him. His hand shot out and grasped the wrist of the offending hand. “No one touches Sasuke but me.”

“I am you,” the bushin argued.

“No one, touches Sasuke but me.” Naruto threw the hand away from Sasuke, making him moan and arch his hips at the loss of a touch.

Naruto released the Sasuke clone and moved to Sasuke’s side, burying his hand in thick black hair before jerking the head back roughly--forcing Sasuke to stare through hooded eyes at Naruto’s face. “Never let anyone but me touch you.”

“Your bunshin are you, idiot.” Sasuke jerked his head in an attempt to free his hair from the punishing grip.

“Not even my bunshin can touch you without my say.” Naruto growled, claiming Sasuke’s lips in a painful kiss. His teeth scraped along the bruised skin, knowing full well Sasuke’s lips were cracked and sore from their violent sex on the training field the day before. He wanted to hurt Sasuke for his defiance. He wanted to savor the pain of the kiss. Sasuke was his alone and he was proving it with the kiss.

“Possessive asshole.” Sasuke’s teeth snapped at Naruto’s lips. He pulled away just in time to prevent having his lip bitten.

“Just for that, I won’t get you off.” Naruto grinned, his eyes turning to the Sasuke bunshin who was leaning against the wall, jerking frantically on a very red erection. “But that doesn’t mean I want get him off.”

Sasuke’s eyes widen, a victory Naruto couldn’t help but savor. Such a angry and aroused look from Sasuke, today was starting off very well indeed. Naruto pressed the Sasuke bushin into the bed between Sasuke’s spread legs. The remainder of the oil he’d used previously during his and Sasuke’s adventures the previous night was quickly pored over Naruto’s erection before he was plowing deeply inside his bunshin.

The clone must have been particularly into his roleplaying. He screamed out as Sasuke had the night before. Each cry, whimper, and groan sounded nearly identical to Sasuke in Naruto’s ears. He recalled the violence of their coming together. It was a memory he would savor for years to come.

The jerk of his hips and the screaming cries coming from the Sasuke clone sent him over the edge in a very quick volley of thrusts. He could feel the bunshin beneath him shudder and whine loudly as release over took him. What amazed him more about the game was the real Sasuke’s jerking of hips. It didn’t take an expert to know Sasuke was at the edge of his orgasm, most likely only needing only the slightest of touches to send him over that precipice.

“Did you like seeing me fuck you?” Naruto dismissed the Sasuke clone along with the ones holding Sasuke’s arms and legs. Immediately, Sasuke’s hands reached for his erection with an obvious determination to get off. Naruto caught him just before his hands could wrap around their goal. “I asked you a question.”

“If I hadn’t been bound, I would have killed the poser,” snarled Sasuke.

“But look at your cock. You are about to blow.” Naruto blew a gentle breath over the tip, watching in amazement as several beads of cum pearled on the top before rolling down the shaft. “How much do you think you can take before you are spewing cum all over yourself? Do you think I can make you cum without touching you?”

“Asshole! Let me go!” Sasuke continued to struggle, but Naruto’s sharp eyes couldn’t help but notice how his hips did most of the work--arching and flailing. He was obviously searching for a touch across his cock--something to push him over the edge.

He clucked again at Sasuke’s futile efforts. Naruto surpassed Sasuke in stamina and brute strength while Sasuke was best at speed and strategy. Together they were an unstoppable force. In the bedroom, they destroyed each other in nonstop battles for dominance and control.

Sasuke’s control was held together by a single thread. He was so close, Naruto could taste the cum waiting for the orgasmic contractions to push it forward. His tongue darted out, millimeters from Sasuke’s erection. He would come. One swipe and Sasuke would come apart at the very seam.

“Please. Please. Please.” Sasuke chanted, his eyes closed tightly. It was a different tone from the earlier fighting arrogance.

“You certainly change your tone fast.” Naruto blew another puff of air over the damp tip. Sasuke’s body tensed up, more droplets seeping from the tip and making Naruto feel a shred of compassion for his lover.

“Fine, I’ll get you off.” Naruto released one of Sasuke’s hand, sliding it behind the taunt sac at the base of Sasuke’s erection. His fingers probed against the swollen prostate externally and Sasuke exploded.

Cum shot hard across the pale chest and the other screamed so loud, Naruto was surprised shinobi guards hadn’t descended in on them. Smirking at Sasuke’s abandon, he continued to probe the prostate. It was enjoyable to see globs of cum ooze from the tip with each press to the gland. He would make sure to rub in later that Sasuke had come without even the slightest physical touch to his cock.

“Damn, maybe I should fuck a bushin in front of you more often if you are going to react like this.” Naruto lowered his head to lap lazily at the seed splattered across Sasuke’s abdomen.

“I’ll kill you if you ever do that again,” grunted Sasuke. The threat aside, his hands were currently stroking happily though Naruto’s hair, making him put very little worry on the threat. After orgasm, their personalities seemed to change, becoming almost gentle. For all the violence they exhibit during the actual act, both were cuddlers. They enjoyed the simple act of touching each other--tracing scars and kissing hurts.

He even considered another round of sex when a knocking on the door interrupted his planning. His reaction was instantaneous and violent. One moment he was sprawled across Sasuke’s body, the next he had a kunai buried in the shoulder of a low ranking Akatsuki member. “Do you realize I could kill you now and not think the least of it? Your death means nothing to me--merely a pawn thrown away by the King.”

A quick glance to the bed showed Sasuke sitting up, pulling the sheets to wipe the cum from his stomach, and striding--abet slowly--towards where Naruto held the intruder. Naruto snarled a little at Sasuke’s calm attitude. Gone was the heated lover who gave as good as he got--replaced by an almost cold persona. If he hadn’t just witnessed Sasuke’s release, he would never have known they were two in the same.

“Don’t kill him yet.”

The addition of ‘yet’ tacked onto the sentence sent threads of pleasure through Naruto while subsequently causing the bleeding grunt to lose what remained of the color in his cheeks. A quick twist and the kunai was removed, allowing the limp body to slide to the ground in a quivering mess.

Snorting a bit at the urine stench rising from the slumped form, Naruto moved away to begin washing the smell of sex from his body. He could hear perfectly well Sasuke’s interrogation of the man from the bathroom.

“Why did you disturb us when we expressly ordered everyone to fuck off?” Sasuke’s hand lifted to grip the bleeding kunai wound. A scream erupted from the man as pale fingers pressed into the stab wound.

It was Naruto’s turn to chuckle at Sasuke’s violence. They were both very high from fucking. It made them all the more violent. Their sex was an act of violence in itself and Naruto was fully prepared to die while fucking Sasuke. They were very likely to kill each other in the act before all was said and done. Such a way to go wasn’t a bad thing at all for one of their ilk.

Sex was an outlet for both of them. It tempered their innate violence, if only enough to clear their minds. Interruptions, even post-coital, were not looked on kindly. Naruto had planned another orgasm or two from Sasuke before going about his daily duties. Having that fun interrupted was something he was not pleased about in the least. It appeared Sasuke was of the same mind.

Sasuke shot Naruto an annoyed glance, turning his attention from the poor bastard foolish enough to be assigned the duty of relaying whatever message he was charged with. “Answer me.”

“Konoha has declared itself a village. The other villages are supporting the claim. They’ve declared war on the Akatsuki. Please don‘t kill me.” The shinobi stuttered out the words as fast as he was able, obviously praying for lenience from the two shinobi lords before him.

Naruto’s blond brows were in his hairline at the revelation. “Since when has Konoha had more than a few resources to be considered a hidden village, let alone counter us.”

“The…hokage…”

Naruto’s face grew dark and before he realized, he was crushing the air from the messenger’s throat. Had Sasuke not placed a hand on Naruto’s forearm, he was sure he would have squeezed the life from the poor excuse of a shinobi. The hokage…the position he’d always dreamed of. Now the thought brought bile to his throat and darkness to his heart. The hokage--the woman like a mother to him--had passed judgment on him and he had destroyed them all in his hurt and anger.

“Don’t kill him.” Sasuke’s dark eyes narrowed on the gasping man. “Where do your loyalties lie?”

Green eyes widened, the messenger’s mouth opening and closing in such a way to look like a fish out of water. The man‘s fear washed over them in a thick cologne, palatable in the air. “With you, Sasuke-sama.”

“So, I could torture you--drive you insane, and your answer would always be that? Would you die for us. Naruto just stabbed you with a kunai for no other reason than you interrupted us. Would you really be willing to give your life for use?” Sasuke released his hold on the injured shoulder, the tomoe in his eyes now whirling with almost dizzying speed.

“My mother died because of the hidden villages and their constant wars. The only peace this world has known has been since the Akatsuki took command.” The fear was still present in the man’s eyes, though his determination came through admirably.

“That sounds almost like something a spy would say. We’ve already killed one spy, it would be nothing to kill another, ne?” Naruto joined Sasuke in a crouch before the shinobi. “Let him live, Sasuke. He reminds me of me.”

Sasuke arched a brow at Naruto. “Arrogant much?”

“You know me. Besides, if we find out he’s a spy, it will only make killing him all the more interesting. I like how you fight when you’re angry.” Naruto nipped at Sasuke’s jaw before standing and slipping a fishnet shirt over his head.

“Get out.” Sasuke snarled at the man, not pausing to watch him scramble to his feet and out of the room.

It wasn’t hard to see the blood lust in Sasuke’s movements. Both had their own reasons to hate Konoha. Both had been betrayed by the place they had once called home. Perhaps the death of the Uchiha was a necessary evil by Konoha standards. Perhaps the order of Naruto’s death was as well. It didn’t make it any less betrayal in their eyes. They only needed each other.

“We should have killed Kakashi and Sakura. Why didn’t we kill them?” Sasuke rammed a chidori lit fist through the wall. It was a rare show of aggression on Sasuke’s part. Normally such responses were Naruto’s forte.

“You know why.” Naruto used his teeth to tie the end of bandages he was wrapping around his forearms.

Not long after Naruto’s destruction of his home, Kakashi along with Sakura had located him and Sasuke before they truly became mobilized with the Akatsuki. The battle was embarrassingly short with Sasuke incapacitating Kakashi and Naruto pinning Sakura to the ground, her fists useless.

They could have killed them both where they lay. It would have been easy--painless. Perhaps they should have. If they had, Konoha would not be seeking to reinstate its power. Konoha wouldn’t be trying to initiate another shinobi war. The world would have been better if they were dead. He and Sasuke would be better off if their former teammates were dead.

He’d had his kunai at her throat, ready to plunge it deep when the sight of crystalline tears gleaming on her lashes gave him pause. Despite the dark violence swirling around in him, Sakura’s tears had always had that effect on him. He’d wanted to wipe away the moisture, pull her into his arms, and beg her to tell him what was wrong. His kunai had shook in his hand. She probably could have attacked, possibly even fatally injured him. She didn’t. She had hope and he couldn’t take it from her. In that moment, he refused to be the monster worthy of her hate.

Using the kunai gripped so painfully in his hand that it bled, Naruto had knocked her unconscious. Sasuke hadn’t disputed Naruto’s actions, almost in agreement with them. Former teammates were always the hardest to kill. With Konoha in ruins, they were little threat.

Things were quite for a while, Sasuke and Naruto’s version of the Akatsuki being less bjuu orientated. One by one, the village fell under Akatsuki control. The rumblings of rebels were easily taken care of. Two dark souls--criminals by all the village’s standards--bringing about a form of peace, it seemed insane. Their world had gone mad.

“Son of a bitch.” Sasuke pressed his head against the wall.

“They can’t have much power. We can handle it.” Naruto slid his long black jacket over his shoulders. It was an amusing take on his father’s hokage robe. Instead of white with red flames, Naruto chose black. It fit who he was now, a dark hokage.

Sasuke snickered, backing away from the wall. “Since when have you been the intelligent one? Aren’t you supposed to act first and strategize later?”

“Well, if you like…” Naruto grabbed a few particularly deadly, poison laced kunai from a stand.

“You wish,” Sasuke pulled on a pair of his black trousers. As delightful as the loose gi had been during his days with Orochimaru, Sasuke had long since traded it for simple black fishnet shirt. Orochimaru’s flamboyance was a bit too much for his current personality. He was sliding armguards on when Naruto returned moments later from having instructed the guards to alert their Intel shinobi they would be meeting with them shortly.

“Do you have any idea how fucking sexy those armguards are?” Naruto could feel the drool pooling in his mouth. He remembered the first time he’d seen Sasuke after three years. His body had grown broader--the muscles more defined. The expanse of chest exposed for his eyes had been stunning but at the first touch of the armguard on his shoulder, Naruto had felt the flush of heat rush through him. Who knew he had a fetish for men in armguards? It was probably just for Sasuke. He’d never had a reaction to any other shinobi’s armguards.

“Idiot. Let’s go. If we get this taken care of quickly, I’ll let you fuck me in my armguards.” Sasuke shoved past Naruto and into the hallway.

“You’re such a bastard.” Naruto moved into step with his lover, his mood losing its playfulness in favor of the hard personality he’d had to embrace as a shinobi. He’d been trained as a child to kill. He knew all the places to plunge a kunai for instant death. The only difference between now and then was he no longer cringed when killing a person. Now, he reveled in it. He soaked up the expressions of fear and regret, branding them in his mind. He was a monster, kept in check only by his need of a certain dark eyed Uchiha.

Still, killing Sakura or even Kakashi, did not sit well with him. Perhaps it was residual affection for the two people who used to share a place in his heart. His heart used to be so filled with love for all those who cared for him. Now there was room for only one.

“You’re thinking of Sakura.” It was statement and not a question.

“Yeah. I never hesitate. I never lose my focus. With her, I’m afraid she will be the death of me.” Naruto lifted a hand to his face, almost as if to hide this sign of weakness from his lover.

“Then, I’ll kill her.”

Naruto’s eyes jumped to Sasuke’s face. “What?”

“I don’t have the overly powerful affection for her you do. It’s a simple matter of sliding this blade through her heart.” Sasuke smiled faintly. “I sometimes think you have too soft a heart. Then I see you slit an enemy’s throat with no qualms. I suppose everyone is allowed their weakness.”

“Sakura is not my weakness.”

“Keep telling yourself that.” Sasuke paused, turning furious eyes to him. “If I ever hear of you touching her or wanting her…I’ll beat you within an inch of your life after torturing her so she begs for death.”

“I don’t want her Sasuke. I used to but even if I did, she can’t satisfy me. She doesn’t know what it feels like.”

The darkness in their souls. It swirled around, tainting their every action. Even actions of love or affection were stained with their sins. Both welcomed it--acknowledged it. It was a part of their souls. Each recognized it in the other and it bound them together in ways surpassing even the bond between lovers.

They pushed open the door to the war room, ready to face their enemies--destroying the world if they needed to. Nothing would stand in their way--not old friendships or affection. Their goals were all that mattered.

To be continued…
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