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Nine Paths	By : kayura_sanada Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 11704 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, Naruto Shippuuden, or any of the characters. Which is probably for the best. Obviously, I am making no money off this story.

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A/N: Sorry for the late update, everyone. I had a very hard time writing this chapter. I hope it's good enough.
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“Mm. That spanking shit's got me hot. I'm goin' next.”
Sasori hardly managed to step away from Naruto's prone form before someone – the loud someone who'd been calling out from the start – jumped down from the left index finger. One deep voice sighed. Another, before the man even landed on the ground, said, “Remember, Hidan. We need him alive. Alive.”
“Yeah, yeah. Jashin's sake, fucker, shut up about it already.”
Holy crap, the man was carrying a giant three-bladed scythe. And he didn't seem prepared to drop it, either.
Sasori backed away, slowly returning to his old man cocoon, and Naruto found himself leaning up, those strings still attached. An old man once again, Sasori lumbered slowly toward Naruto. He froze, but Sasori just walked past him. Then he found himself standing up as Sasori once again latched his hands behind his back. Only then did the strings leave his body. He nearly crumpled to the ground.
“Whoa, there.” The man called Hidan grabbed his shoulder and held him up. The fingers dug deep into muscle, and Naruto winced. The man grinned. “Stay up. It's no fun if you just lie down and take it.”
Naruto couldn't possibly survive it again. When was it going to be over? He considered running for it. The man in front of him certainly seemed distracted; he was pulling out some sort of triangular pendant with his free hand and bowing his head to it. He even seemed to be saying something – something like, “forgive me.” But Naruto already knew that without his chakra, he would be stopped in seconds. And most likely punished again for trying to run.
But if he could just hold them all off long enough to get enough of the Kyuubi's chakra...
Yes. He felt it again just as Hidan looked back up. The ache in his ass was slowly lessening. It wasn't as quickly as before, but it was something. If he could grab just enough of it, he might be able to take these guys by surprise. And if he could do that...
“What're you thinkin' about, huh?” Hidan pierced him with a wide grin and cocked his head. That scythe remained on his shoulder. “Wanna run? Go ahead.” That grin widened.
Yes, he would certainly be punished. The man looked thrilled at the prospect. Naruto lifted his chin. Still, his mind blanked when it came to saying something. He could still feel the semen in his ass, dribbling down his legs. He could still remember his own mouth begging for it. He felt like crawling inside a hole and dying.
He clenched his fists. “You people are pathetic. I never knew how weak Akatsuki was, that they couldn't even afford to fight like men.”
That grin widened still. Hidan hummed. “Oh?”
Then he swung his scythe at Naruto's chest.
Naruto could only dive to the ground before he was sliced into chunks. He felt the air whoosh over his head as he landed on his side, unable to catch himself with his hands caught behind his back.
Someone above tsked. “Hidan!”
But Hidan just laughed. “Oh, I ain't gonna kill the little fucker. But no one talks trash like that without getting the shit kicked out of them.”
Naruto struggled to get his feet underneath him. Once again, the sliding ooze of come dribbled from his hole, and he shook as his body clenched, unclenched. He could feel the Kyuubi's chakra again, and he fought to take some for himself. But all it did was center on his ass and deaden the heat. His shoulder, hurt slightly from the fall, stopped throbbing with every heartbeat. Hidan seemed to notice it. He grinned. “Oh? I've never had such a resilient toy before.” He licked his lips. Naruto managed to get one of his legs beneath him, now that moving his legs no longer made his ass muscles spasm. Hidan's eyes were wild, untamed. Naruto didn't even know what he was looking at. He thought the man might have been taken over by Gaara's Shukaku. He was mad.
That blade came down again, and Naruto rolled to dodge it. It sliced thick into the concrete floor. The hell the man wasn't trying to kill him. And despite everything, he had no intention of dying. Not here, not to these sickos. Not until he was Hokage.
Someone above made an angry, threatening sound, and Hidan laughed. “Piss off, fuckers,” he said, and flipped those watching the bird. Naruto struggled once more to his feet. “Eh, guess we'll have to play another game, shorty.” Naruto glared. He already knew that any of this man's games would end up bad for him. “Here.” The man slammed his scythe into the stone floor and started making symbols with his hands. Naruto prepared to run, to dodge, to do whatever he had to in order to stay alive. “Shi ni Nigiri no Jutsu!”
Something grabbed his feet.
He yelped as those somethings pulled his balance out from under him. Without the ability to use his hands to maintain his balance, he fell quickly onto his back. His hands, trapped behind him, dug deeply into his spine. He winced.
“There. How about some fun?” The man picked up his scythe. Naruro's heart leaped to his throat. Someone above shifted. Hidan looked up and scowled. “Oh, shut up, assholes. I'll keep the little fucker alive.”
The man swung the giant scythe at him, and despite himself, he flinched. The thing sunk into the ground right next to him. Naruto hitched in a breath, then winced again. The thing had nicked him in the side. He felt Kyuubi's wisps of chakra circle around him and struggled to hold on to them. He didn't need to be healed from such a tiny cut.
Hidan walked toward him, looking Naruto up and down, his eyes straying over and over to the cut. He bent down over Naruto's body. Naruto jerked, ready to headbutt the bastard if that's what it took. The man just grinned and punched Naruto in the face.
Dazed, Naruto was left staring at the floor and the darkness that encroached from the side of the room, and he felt fingers in his wound. He shuddered. “What the fuck are you doing?” he asked. He wanted his voice to sound furious. It just sounded tired, and maybe a little bit scared.
Hidan raised his hand to his mouth and licked. Naruto shuddered again; the man was actually licking his blood. Hidan chuckled. “Getting started.”
The man took a step back. Naruto tested his bonds as the man drew some weird circle on the ground. The binding on his wrists was as strong as always, just as tight as before Sasori had taken them off. And whatever it was, fake skeleton hands or real, they acted more like steel than bones. He felt a little more of the Kyuubi's chakra and reached for it.
“There.”
Naruto looked back up and gasped. Hidan was no longer human. His skin had somehow turned black, like ink, and Naruto could see lines that looked like bleached outlines of bones on the man's skin. He paled. Was that going to be... be... Naruto's gaze dipped lower, toward the man's waist.
The man was already topless, and Naruto could see the lines on the man's chest, three thick lines on each side of his torso like the gaping maw of a demon. He yanked his legs, trying to dislodge the hands. Hidan watched with a grin. The man stood inside his weird circle, and he raised his scythe and – and scratched it lightly down his side.
Naruto hissed and arced his back as a mirroring pain slid down his own side. Blood beaded up along the edges of Hidan's cut, and Naruto could feel it as if it were his own.
And then Naruto's cock jumped.
Naruto let out a strangled sound as he realized their bodies were somehow linked. The cut Hidan had given himself was Naruto's, as well. And there was no way Naruto would have enjoyed that. He stared at Hidan with wide eyes.
“Mm.” Hidan licked his lips. He sat the scythe against the ground and pressed hard into the tiny wound. Naruto hissed again. And once more, his cock hitched up. Naruto struggled in his bindings. “There now. I told you this was going to be fun.”
The man shoved off his coat and kicked off his sandals. The vague sensation of it washed over Naruto. Nothing big; just enough for him to feel it. And then the man palmed himself through his breeches. Naruto jerked, shocked at how his own cock hardened a bit more. He could almost feel the warmth of a hand himself. Hidan squeezed, just a bit, and Naruto's cock hardened a bit more. He let out a strangled sound.
“There you go,” he said. The bastard licked his lips again as he finally pulled off his pants. It was the first time one of them had actually stripped, Naruto realized. The first one to go completely naked in front of him.
And his penis had a creepy white line from base to tip, too.
The man actually wrapped a hand around his member, in front of his cohorts and Naruto both, and started slowly pumping himself. Naruto's hips jerked on instinct, making the bastard's lips twitch. He felt blood rush south and gasped. No way. How the hell was this man doing this?
Then Hidan picked up his giant scythe again and, with one hand, twisted it around and slammed the top blade into his shoulder.
Naruto screamed.
His body flailed as pain lanced up and down his left shoulder. It felt like the very bones had been broken – indeed, the blade seemed to be sticking out the other side. But even as he squirmed and writhed from the feel of bone shards splintering inside his body, he heard Hidan moan, and suddenly Naruto was hard as a rock. He gasped again at the sensation. Hidan dug the blade in deeper, and while Naruto cried out again, he felt a hot, coiling feeling curl around his member. His dick ached with it. And yet his shoulder felt like it was tearing apart. Every time he moved, his shoulder hurt worse. Every time his shoulder hurt worse, his cock jumped and heat flooded him. It left him lost, caught in both storms.
Hidan finally pulled the blade out. The pain hurt anew, as if the bones broken within him suddenly pressed into the now-open space. The flash of pain spiked the heat in him, the white sparking pleasure. The sudden numbness afterward as the source of pain diminished only brought into sharp focus how painfully hard he was. He breathed deeply, trying to regain control. “How are you doing this?”
But if Hidan heard his ragged query, he didn't see fit to respond to it. He just scratched a long line from his thigh to his ankle, seemingly impervious to the pain himself as Naruto squawked and tried to lean away from the cut as if it were actually happening to him. Hidan pumped long and slow down to the tip of his shaft and then played with the cleft. Naruto shouted again, this time for a completely different reason. He writhed, heedless almost of the pain in his shoulder and leg as the sensations wrapped over him. A warm hand, a rough thumb over his tip, teasing, almost. He jerked his hips forward, but it did nothing. No hand tightened around him or retreated. The sensation remained the same. Hidan watched, his purple eyes glittering, and stroked again, once, twice, as Naruto slowly fell apart. It felt good. Horribly good. And gods help him, but whenever he lost himself too much and twisted his shoulder or rolled onto the false cut on his thigh, it hurt even more, and the need spiraled even higher. He was in tears by the time Hidan picked up his scythe again.
He played the tip along his injured shoulder, dipping one of the blades into the wound. Naruto hitched a loud breath and froze, even though it couldn't do anything to stop the man. Hidan saw it, of course, and Naruto felt his own cock twitch as Hidan's did in his hand. The man rubbed mindlessly at the tip as he trailed lower, across his chest, down along those thick lines on his torso, until he rested his blades against his own dick. Naruto's eyes widened. The man hadn't so much as twitched from any of the pain. Could he really – there's no way – holy shit!
Naruto flinched as the man raised his blade, and Hidan actually laughed. Outright cackled at Naruto's fear. And gods help him, but Naruto's dick hardened nearly to stone at it all. Hidan gripped the base of his own dick tightly, and Naruto felt the edge recede. Just enough. Just enough to keep going.
Those blades trailed lower, lower, until they sat against the wound Hidan had already made in his leg. He pressed in slowly, so slowly at first Naruto didn't know if he was feeling a new pain or just remembering the old, until he felt something scissor through the muscles of his leg. He winced, and once more, Hidan took long pulls on his cock. Naruto panted as the blade sank like a ghost through his muscle and thunked lightly against bone. He gulped, hardly able to breathe. It hurt. His cock throbbed. Hidan wriggled the damn blade, and even while Naruto hissed, teased the underside of his cock until Naruto was squirming and hissing all over again. He couldn't get away from it. From either the pain or the pleasure. It hurt.
And then Hidan eased the blades down, until the second started digging through, and Naruto huffed and cried out and felt something leak from his tip. He needed... needed... the third blade sank in, and he was almost heady with it, the pain morphing as each blade twisted inside him and Hidan pumped faster, faster now, the heat and friction curling tight around his cock. He needed – it was that feeling, that sense of white heat just along the edges of his periphery. He was going to come.
Hidan slammed his scythe into the floor and bent down onto his knees. With both hands he reached out and grabbed Naruto's ankles, just where the skeleton hands held him, and yanked. The hands released him into Hidan's hold. Naruto barely had time to think about escaping before Hidan held his legs open wide and slammed into him. Dry.
He screamed again. Hidan moaned.
“Fuck, yeah, you little shit. Uh.” It was tight. He was tight. He felt himself, felt how he'd healed just enough to rip a little seam along the edges of his rectum, felt his dick get squeezed on all sides. And at the same time, he felt the pain, the ripping in his ass, the horrible alien weight of Hidan's cock, and felt his own cock twitch in the open air. Hidan didn't wait, didn't pause, but shoved balls-deep into him and started pistoning. Naruto shouted out. Hidan just held his legs open, then wider still, the man looking lewdly down on him, on his heavy, wet member, on Naruto's useless struggles as he tried in vain to get free, to maybe only feel one or the other. But the pain in his ass made the cock inside him harder, and suddenly Naruto felt almost choked for air. Untouched, he felt hot and tight, and encased. He wanted to come. He wanted to come deep inside and shove his own spend so far in he could taste it.
He cried out, not even knowing where the thoughts were coming from. Hidan dug in deep and, just before Naruto thought he'd hit the edge, Hidan stopped completely, as far into Naruto as he could get. Naruto heaved, writhed, nearly died there on the edge, his shoulder pounding and his thigh throbbing and his cock singing, thrumming, demanding. Hidan looked down on him with wide, wide eyes. He moved slowly suddenly, a tiny movement out before slamming hot and tight and fast back in. Naruto keened.
“It looks good on you,” Hidan said. “Even having to let you live is worth it. I should do this more often.” Another sharp, sudden thrust. Naruto could hardly breathe. “Yeah. Fuck.” So close.
And then Hidan bent Naruto's legs over his head and leaned low. He bit hard into Naruto's throat, right there on his pulse point, and dug in his teeth. Naruto shouted as blood bubbled up, as those teeth ground down. And the pain brought with it its next round of pleasure, and suddenly it was too much and he came. He felt it inside him, too, gushing, pushing through the waste from Deidara and Sasori and pulsing hot and fast through him. Hidan thrust a few more times, making wet, squelching sounds as he did, until finally there was nothing left. Naruto shuddered out a breath, still confused as to what had even happened.
“He'll need time to recover,” someone above them said as Hidan released the skeleton things back to wherever they'd come from and stood up, pulling his scythe up with him as he did. Naruto heaved in several breaths. “We'll give him an hour. We can't waste any more time than that. Then you can go, Kakuzu.”
Hidan moved over to his abandoned clothes, the black skin fading to normal as the lines on the ground disappeared. Someone above them grunted, but Naruto heard a familiar voice speak up. “No. I will go.”
Naruto's gut sank through the floor. That voice belonged to Itachi.
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