Arabian Nights | By : bellabambina24 Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Naruto/Sasuke Views: 1888 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction based on Masashi Kishimoto's Naruto. I do not make any profit/money from writing it. |
Hey everyone,
I have had this chapter written for
a while, but I planned to rewrite it completely. Yet, due to the fact that I
hardly have time to eat this week, I thought I should post it as it is instead
of delaying the update any further.
Note: Please take a look at my livejournal account.
Please Enjoy.
Chapter 1, “The curse of curiosity”
Sasuke rested his back onto his mattress, as his eyes
followed a frantic Naruto cycle the room confused about where to sit.
“What are you doing?”
“A-” Naruto couldn’t admit that he was too nervous to seat
himself, and too anxious to avoid stalling. “Seating is very important in story
telling. It’s a science!” He lied.
“Just sit here,” The raven haired boy pointed to an ottoman
near his feet.
“Here?”
“Hn.”
“Fine…” It was a bit degrading but Naruto wouldn’t object. He
was alive after all, and he was thankful for that. He had just realized that he
was literally and foolishly gambling away his life.
A few minutes passed, without Naruto uttering anything except
curses as he shifted his weight onto the mattress for a comfier position. His
frantic moves were forcing the mattress to budge underneath Sasuke, irritating
him to no ends.
“Naruto!” Sasuke angrily spat. His
throaty voice was enough to scare the blond hairs off Naruto’s nape.
“Yes… I will start now.”
“Hn.”
“…”
“Start.”
Naruto almost squeaked. You can do this, just try to
remember the silly stories Kakashi used to tell you before bed, He
comforted himself. “A story told by a scarecrow says that o-once upon a time
and decades ago, there was a… a…”
The blond boy felt the glare pierce through his body. He had
to think of something. Anything! “There was a young boy with red fire-like
hair.”
He glanced towards the king for reaction, yet only saw an
expressionless face, “With an expressionless face, that even people clamed he
had a face of stone. He never looked sad, he never looked happy. Yet, that
still face was enough to plant fear into the hearts of the people of his
village although he was only five. Which… was… in the… sand.
Yeah sand… Yeah!”
“You mean in the forsaken desert?” the raven corrected.
“Yes, that’s what I said.”
Sasuke was about to open his mouth and object, but then
decided to save his breath.
“Anyway, his community lived in arid region outside of a
great city ruled by the most powerful kings of time.”
“Hn.”
“His time I mean… Not this time.”
“Hn.”
“Every year, that king would send his commanding army, and
rob the community out of all their crops, gold, and food. The soldiers raped
the women-” When Naruto noticed the interested look on Sasuke’s face he
continued, “And… throw them into the desert to die. They kidnapped the
children, and forced them into slavery. One day, the people had enough. They
all convened in their chief’s house to find a solution.”
XXXXXXXX Gaara of the desert XXXXXXXX
“We should just surrender like we always do. We can’t afford
to stand up to such a powerful tyrant!” One villager shouted.
“Never! Death is much more noble
then living in disgrace!” Another commented.
The argument got more heated until punches were exchanged.
Suddenly, a wise man stood up in the middle of the crowd, and shouted
“Silence!”
His voice shook the masses out of their frenzy. They turned
their head towards the man as he told his plot. “We might not be as powerful as
they are, but they are suppositious people. We can always use that to out
advantage!”
“What, are we going to curse them with black magic?!” One
citizen mocked.
“No, but we can create a myth that is so pervasive and
dreadful to place fear into their hearts. We can illusion them that we are much
more powerful than they are.”
The people listen in silence as the man explain how the myth
was to be formed. A decided to pick a child, and start a legend about how a invincible monster lives within him. Poor Gaara, they
picked him because of his creepy expression, flame-like hair, and the fact that
his mother died while giving birth to him. They decided that no one would ever
doubt this ‘fact’.
The next year the soldiers came, the villagers picked ten
unaided soldiers, murdered them, and soaked Gaara in their blood. Soon, they
let the boy wonder the street infront of the soldiers. Sure, none of the forces
believed a child could slaughter a troop of grown up men. The next year, the
villagers killed twenty. They claimed that the boy was getting stronger.
By the third year, the king started fearing the myth. He was
determined to vanquish the threat before the boy got too strong to over take.
He rod on his horse, and led his troop to Gaara’s house.
XXXXXXXX Pause story XXXXXXXX
Suddenly, Naruto stopped earning a disgruntled look from
Sasuke. The king was actually getting hooked, not that he would ever admit.
The blond yawned as he laid his head down next to Sasuke’s
legs.
“Continue,” he ordered.
“It’s almost s-sun-rise....” The drowsiness roamed around the
boy, as his lids felt heavier than ever.
“So? Dope, finish the story.”
“Gossip. Homosexuality outlawed....
A guy leaving your room...” Naruto mumbled in his sleep intending to say ‘What
would people say if they saw a guy leave your room early in the morning!
Homosexuality is outlawed by you after all, and although I might just be
telling you a story, people might speculate! I should leave before they wake
up.’ However, he only muttered some incoherent sentences.
“The king is going to destroy the town right? He will figure
out their lie, and punish them?” Sasuke asked.
When Naruto gave no answer, Sasuke poked him in his arm. The
blond grumbled.
The king hissed. He was used to getting whatever he wished
for. Now, he had to wait until the blond woke up. “Fine tomorrow you finish the
story.” The ordered even though Naruto was asleep. Something about it made him
feel as if he was still in control. “And you can sleep here. I will execute
anyone who speaks an ill word about me.”
The raven rested his head on his pillow padded with grey and
black ostrich feathers. He sighed deliberating going back on his word, and throwing
Naruto out of the room. May be the boy had bad intentions. May be he was going to
slaughter him in his sleep. Yet, Sasuke was never comfortable backing away from
something he had said. The dope doesn’t seem dangerous anyway...
When he closed his eyes, the sound of soft moans and murmurs
coming from the sleeping boy became more lucid. The boy breathed gently, heaving
in a deep gasp every once in a while.
The raven hissed. He kicked the boy with his leg, “Keep
quiet. You are breathing too loud.” He wasn’t used to sleeping next to someone
else. Usually, at that time everyday, the poor girl would be escorted to the executioner.
Naruto shifted, slapping aimlessly at the leg. He then
started rolling in bed, until his blond mope of hair was suffocating Sasuke’s
face.
The king gritted his teeth. He had only seen the boy from a
distance before that day, since childhood. Back then, he used to hear Naruto’s
flamboyant voice roar through the palaces corridors. After a few years, the
noise became a integrate part of the palace. Even then, he had always known
that Naruto was going to be a royal pain in the ass one day.
A few minutes later, the humming turned into a lullaby. The
raven pulled the covers over his pale boy in the dark, and slipped into deep
slumber.
The blond smiled slyly. Even if tomorrow was the last day he
had to live, he was glad he saved at least one girl. He closed his eyes,
dreaming about the character he had created, Gaara...
XXXXXXXX
Naruto stretched his arms brushing away the lethargy. He
jumped up, as if he wasn’t sleeping just a minute away. He looked around the
room. The king wasn’t anywhere to be found.
He started massaging his neck as he started to walk out
trying to find Iruka to bring him the good news.
“Where are you going?”
Naruto paused, lips twitching. He turned around, and saw
Sasuke sitting in the corner of the room reading something off a ragged stack
of paper.
Where the hell did he appear from?! “Hey,” the tanned
boy laughed nervously.
“Finish the story,” He ordered.
“Now?! It’s still morning!” Naruto
just about squeaked.
“It’s afternoon.”
“But I am hungry...” The boy whined.
“Just shut up, and continue the story.” Yes, Sasuke was aware
of the unfeasibility of his order.
“Your Majestyyyy,”
Naruto begged in a seesaw cute voice.
“No,” The raven glared.
Twenty minutes later, Naruto sat on Sasuke’s bed eating Kabab and drinking Roselle
tea. “Why can’t I have sugar again? It tastes bad.” He held the Maroon colored
beverage up to make a point, poking his tongue out and scrunching his nose.
“Because that’s my lunch in the first place, and stop dropping
meat on my bed,” Sasuke hissed. “Now, continue.”
XXXXXXXX Gaara of the desert XXXXXXXX
The king swung his sword left and right, chopping off heads
as he stormed through the village. Suddenly, he stopped when he noticed the
tiny red head hindering his way.
“Is that the cursed child?” His voice hollered.
The crowd held their breath fearing that he would soon discover
their lie.
“I will vanquish this demon, and pro-”
The king suddenly clutched his chest with his right hand. His eyes rolled back
into his head as he fell down his horse, mouth foaming.
“The demon killed him!” A solider screamed, started an uproar
of terror between the troops instantly. They ran away with their tails between
their legs.
What the soldier’s didn’t know, was that Hiashi
Hyūga, his Wazer, had used the opportunity to spike
the king’s water with venom just before the king started his raid.
He had planned to frame the death on Gaara. He yearned for the thrown more than
anything else after all.
XXXXXXXX Pause story XXXXXXXX
Sasuke interrupted Naruto, with a furious glare.
What’s with the crazy eyes? Naruto swallowed in
horror.
“Is my Wazer planning to assassinate me? Or is the Hyuga
family?!”
“Tsss,” Naruto sighed. “You are
really paranoid, aren’t you?! They are just names and positions I have used.”
“Fiction is always the spawn of reality.”
“No, I promise you neither Iruka nor the Hyuga family have any
intentions for hurting you.” Naruto sighed again. If anything, they are the
ones who are watching your back.
The Uchiha looked at the other with doubt in his eyes.
“Do you want to hear the rest of the tale or not?”
“Go ahead,” he still kept a cynical eye open.
XXXXXXXX Gaara of the desert XXXXXXXX
After the king’s death, the Byuga
family-
XXXXXXXX Pause story XXXXXXXX
“It was Hyuga not Byuga-”
“I am the one telling the story, not you! I say it’s Byuga!” Naruto decided to change the name. He didn’t want
Sasuke having any suspicions and slaughtering the whole family for a story. God
knows, the man was crazy enough.
XXXXXXXX Gaara of the desert XXXXXXXX
After the king’s death, the Byuga
family took control. However, they decided to forsake Gaara’s village. They
deemed it more troublesome than beneficial.
Fifteen years past without any raids on the
village of Suna. In those years, the world changed. Suna
changed. Gaara changed as well. The myth had grown stronger than ever to the
extent that even the villagers of Suna believed it.
Even Gaara believed that he was a monster.
Yet, rather than being acknowledged as the savior, he was
shunned. The rejection and fear had caused Gaara to drift. ‘The self fulfilling
prophecy’ was realized. He believed he was a monster, so he started acting like
it. He killed the villages elder, and enforced his control over the village. Soon,
Suna was strong enough to go into war with the
country that had oppressed it long ago.
The red head led the troops to the gates of the Hyuga
country. Neji Hyuga, a bitter man who was denied the position as the heir of
the family regardless of his competence, led the Hyuga’s troops.
XXXXXXX Pause story XXXXXXXX
Naruto paused when someone knocked on the door. The raven
automatically tensed since no one was allowed near his room.
“Who dares to visit my room?” Sasuke frowned.
“Geez! May
be someone is making sure you are alright. You should be thankful!” Naruto
added.
“Go open,” he ordered.
“W-what?! You suspect it’s an assassin,
don’t you? You want me to die for you-”
“I will kill you if you don’t shut up right now-”
“Fine Fine!
No need for death threats!” Naruto pouted, and jumped off the bed. He took a
bite out of a piece of Kofta (1) as he opened the
door.
“Master Itachi!” Naruto almost squeaked, eyes sparkling as
they landed on the most handsome man he had ever seen.
“Hi, Naruto.” The man smiled softly.
He almost seemed unsurprised to see the blond in Sasuke’s room. After all, he
had known Naruto for years before being sent by his late father to lead the
army expanding the territories of Mesopotamia.
Naruto giggled uncontrollably as he shifted on his feet like
a teenage girl in love. “I missed you- I mean everyone misses you... He He hehehe...” He rubbed the back
of his head.
“Well, I have missed everyone too.”
The raven rolled his eyes watching how the blond was acting. “What
are you doing here brother?” Sasuke finally asked in an attempt to free Itachi
from Naruto’s clinginess. He volunteered although the older Uchiha didn’t seem
to mind Naruto’s actions at all.
“I thought it was about time for me to check on my little
brother. Aren’t you glad to see me?”
The raven coughed. Sure, he was pleased to be meeting his
brother after a three year separation. However, he was still concerned about
the troubles that could arise after Itachi’s arrival.
Most importantly, the question of who was the rightful ruler. After all, Sasuke
had taken on the position subsequent to their father’s death since Itachi was
on his conquests. However, now that the legitimate heir was back, the issue was
going to be dug out again. Not to mention, he couldn’t predict Itachi’s reaction when he would be informed that Sasuke had
been killing women off every night.
“Sure. I am glad to have you back.”
“Well then, I will leave you two to continue what you were
doing. I will be in my room.” Itachi nodded, eyes scanning Sasuke’s face for a
reaction. He had questions even though he wasn’t an inquisitive man. All things
considered, his homophobic brother was along in the room with Naruto, and it
was no secret that the blond was into men.
“D-do you need any help unpacking?” Naruto bit his lip, and
fluttered his eyelashes.
Why the hell is he acting this way? It’s like he is a
different person. Sasuke cringed.
“You just finish your food,” Itachi messed with Naruto’s
hair, and the boy melted.
“Dope, let him leave. I want to hear the rest of the story
now.”
“Are you sure? I can give you a back rub. You must be sore riding
the horse all day long,” Naruto over looked Sasuke completely.
“Naruto!” The raven raised his voice
trying to get Naruto to mind him. He hated it when all the attention went to
his brother. It brought back some painful memories from his childhood years. It
was frustrating having to live in your older brother’s shadow.
“I think Sasuke is calling you,” Itachi added examining
Naruto. The boy had grown into a stunning young man seeing as the last time he
had seen him the boy was just sixteen. He had always considered Naruto a kid
with a crush. Yet taking into account how hot Naruto had become, he was
starting to see the boy in a different light.
“He is fine...”
“Naruto!”
“Yes?!” The blond turned around,
with his yellow eyebrows furrowed in anger. His startling sapphire eyes met the
other’s glare with one of their own. “I am coming, okay!”
Sasuke almost gasped at Naruto’s reaction. How dare
he raise his voice to me?!
“Do you want to die, slave?!”
“C’mon Sasuke. You can let it slip
this time for my sake, right?” Itachi interfered in an attempt to salvage the
situation before it becomes problematic.
“Just for you, big brother.” He
nodded struggling to compose himself. “You. Come here,
and finish the damn story.”
“Okay okay...”
After Itachi left, Naruto finally walked over to Sasuke’s
bed. “Where were we?”
“The confrontation between Neji and Gaara.”
“Oh yeah...”
XXXXXXXX Gaara of the desert XXXXXXXX
The Hyuga raised his sword up, and challenged Gaara to a dual.
Given that the red head was overconfident, he quickly agreed.
He stood still as the Hyuga charged towards him, trusting
that the monster in his will bring the other to his knees. Yet, the monster
never appeared; Neji didn’t wither and die suddenly. He attacked, and his
attack succeeded slicing Gaara’s chest.
As the blood trickled down the shocked boy’s chest, he
realized that he was indeed mortal. How could this happen! How could this
happen, mother! I... I can’t die.
The world suddenly faded into black for the little monster. When
he reopened his eyes, Neji was on top of him. Penetrating him with his rock
hard coc-
XXXXXXX Pause story XXXXXXXX
“Wait!” Sasuke’s eyes widened. “What just
happened?!”
“What? Let me finish!” Naruto whined.
“You have a death wish, don’t you?”
-
To Be Continued-
I wonder what will happen to Naruto...
So what do you think about the chapter?
(1) Kofta is a Middle Eastern and
South Asian meatball or meatloaf.
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