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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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An Old Face, A New Home
"What time do you think it is?" Sasuke asked. His voice was heavy with fatigue and his eyes were sporting dark bags. A yawn only punctuated the image as his hands lazily carded through the blond spikes of the head in his lap.
Naruto was still lying on his stomach, but they had moved to their corner, Sasuke's back pressed to the wall as if it could offer protection in their dire circumstances. "Nearly midnight?" It was the agent's best guess given the situation.
Hours had passed since Sai's departure. There was no clock to tick to provide the comfort of time truly passing. Everything seemed at a standstill as time stretched on for what seemed like an eternity. They could only take solace in Naruto's laboured panting and gasping breaths as he tried to rest. Sasuke was doing what he could to make him comfortable, but at the present time, his options were limited.
"You need to sleep, S'uke," Naruto murmured softly. He was focusing on the comforting hand stroking him like a cat in his attempt to distract himself from the stinging pain as his back burned from the deep lacerations. But in truth, he knew it was just as much a comfort to Sasuke as it was to him.
Sasuke scowled down at the tangle of blond hair in his lap matted with blood and grime. "Last time I did, you were dragged off and..."
"S'uke, please," Naruto begged. A sharp hiss echoed through the room when he tried to tilt his head just enough to look up at the stubborn teenager. "My job is to look after you, and you're not making it easy on me..."
"Is that all I am? Just some job?" Anger flashed in the dark inky eyes glaring down at the body in his lap.
The dulling eyes of the LEAF agent closed with a heavy sigh. "I'm your boyfriend, no? I love you, therefore, regardless of any job I hold, you are mine to protect."
The tension in the rigid body drained as the fight in the young Uchiha drained and the hard steely glint in the dark eyes softened. "It goes both ways, you know," Sasuke reminded as his hand picked up its previous activity of petting his lover. "Just because I'm younger and don't have the luxury of a lifetime of training doesn't mean it's not my right to protect you too."
"And you've been doing an admirable job, S'uke," Naruto praised.
Sasuke's response to Naruto's needs was beyond anything he could have expected. A lesser man would have been broken by the horrors Sasuke had been forced to endure. His body may not have been the recipient of horrific abuse, but the mind was a fragile thing.
The door cracked open, both teens stiffening at the intrusion of sound on their solitude. Naruto's hiss of pain at the contraction of his sore muscles echoed through the room as he turned just enough to warily eye the door.
They both watched intently with barely concealed hope, but were disillusioned to find the intruder to be their tormentor with a large syringe of a milky yellow solution.
The response from Naruto was unexpected to Sasuke as he watched his protector panic. "Naru..."
"No! No, not that, please," the agent begged for the first time.
If Naruto feared this liquid enough to beg, Sasuke was terrified for his lover. The man he now idolized had been raped, beaten, sliced, and whipped, but a simple needle had him screaming in fear.
The broken body fought to sit up and escape, but two guards seized him by the arms and dragged him into the middle of the room. Sasuke tried to hold on to Naruto's body, but a third guard appeared to restrain him pressing him into the cold stone wall. He shivered, the man's rank breath fanning over his face. His gag reflex reacted as the man's tongue swiped over his dried and cracked lips. Retching and gagging, Sasuke struggled to keep the contents of his stomach, mostly acid at this point, down. The man restraining him was disgusting and eyeing him like a dog and a juicy bone.
Naruto flailed in his desperate attempts to escape the iron hold, but his body was weak. This was the first time since they had been dragged into this hellhole that Naruto had seriously fought back in fear for himself. The barely scabbed over wounds were splitting open as his body twisted. Blood began to rise and trickle down the tan back as he was wrestled roughly to the cold floor and pinned.
Pushing back his own revulsion, Naruto's screams and cries echoing in his ears, Sasuke fought with every ounce of strength he possessed, until finally, he managed to wrench one hand free. Fist rearing back, he slammed it into the guards face. It didn't cause the damage he was hoping for, his body strength next to nil, but it was enough to slip free from the surprised guards grip.
Seconds later, he was tackled painfully to the concrete floor.
The two guards kneeled on his legs and leaned on Naruto's arms keeping his body immobile. But with adrenaline pumping through Naruto's veins, it wasn't enough, and a third guard was called in to aid them.
Enjoying every moment, Kabuto tapped the syringe ensuring all air bubbles were out of the disturbingly sickening yellow substance. The needle was lowered to Naruto's line of vision where the cerulean eyes widened in terror, and the pleas increased tenfold. It was music to his ears. The tan body wriggled and writhed, and the sick perverted Sound agent ate everything up. This would be replayed in his mind for years to come. He would dream of this moment and the screams would echo in his mind as he came everyday into his hand.
"If I had known this was the response I would get, I would have done this sooner," the twisted man crooned stroking a freshly scarred cheek. "It's too bad Orochimaru-sama values you so highly or I could have done some deliciously wonderful things to this body."
"Get away from him you sick bastard," Sasuke shouted from where he was pinned.
The shout was ignored. Kabuto stabbed the needle into the tan skin with a wickedly gleeful smile as the contents were emptied into the squirming body. Satisfied, he pulled the empty syringe out and brushed off his knees when he climbed to his feet.
"That's all," the man simply said pushing his glasses up his nose. Without another word, he turned and exited the cell.
Soaked in fresh blood, the guards let Naruto up and exited the cell behind their commander, leaving the tan body curling into the fetal position. The door slammed shut, and the lock clicked into place.
Slowly, Sasuke crawled across the floor to the older boy whimpering pathetically on the floor. "Naru..." he called with a hand outstretched.
"Get away from me!" Naruto screamed scrambling to his hands and knees and backing away. "Don't touch me!" He whimpered as his body spasmed painfully.
"Naruto, it's me. It's Sasuke," the teenager tried desperately. "Please, let me help you."
The blond head shook adamantly. "No, stay away... I'll only hurt you."
With a scream of pure agony, Naruto collapsed, his body writhing in pain on the cold floor as liquid fire scorched his veins. The scream never died. It felt as though he was burning on the inside, and he begged and pleaded for relief.
The sound echoed around them sending shivers down Sasuke's spine.
Doing the only thing he could, Sasuke ignored Naruto's warning and seized him. Naruto was dragged across the cell and back to their corner. It was slow going with the larger body twisting and flailing, but finally Sasuke collapsed against the wall and hauled Naruto into his lap. Legs wrapping around Naruto's and pinning them down, he hugged Naruto to him pinning him in place. He could feel the warm blood from the reopened wounds soaking into his clothing. But he needed to be strong. Naruto depended on him, and he couldn't afford to fail now.
"Shh... Naru," Sasuke tried to soothe. "It's me. Just listen to my voice. I'm here, and I won't let you go."
For hours, Naruto screamed as the substance burned like molten lava through his veins. The comfort Sasuke added brought very little relief. By the time the effects of the solution injected into his blood stream began to fade, the pain not nearly as crippling, Naruto's voice was hoarse.
When the door creaked open hours later and Sai slipped into the cell, Naruto was barely conscious. But Sasuke, he was fully alert and furious.
"I may not be able to tell time in this hellhole, but it's well past two in the morning," Sasuke raged. But when Naruto whined pitifully, he calmed himself and rubbed Naruto's bare tattooed stomach. His indignation still burned brightly in the fired up onyx eyes.
Unperturbed, Sai tilted his head to the side as he observed them. Naruto was lightly dozing and panting, his body still trembling and caked with dried blood. For an agent, it wasn't an uncommon sight. Sasuke on the other hand had blood smeared over one cheek, his hair was ruffled, and his clothes were soaked with blood, his lover's blood. Also, the no mark rule had been broken and his price diminished. A shiny new bruise was blossoming on the cheek not smudged with blood from being tackled earlier, and several others from Naruto's fighting covered his arms, legs, and torso, though most were unseen.
"Due to Kabuto's latest torture tactic, it would be imprudent to escape with Naruto in that condition," he stated flatly. His blank expression never changed. It was unnerving. "He would have been a danger to us in that condition, so therefore, I had no choice but to postpone your escape until he would be useful."
Huddled against the smaller body of his lover, Naruto snickered weakly at Sai's practical and straightforward approach. "Thanks for your concern, buddy," he joked.
"Concern?" Sai repeated tilting his head to the side thoughtfully. "I am merely following the best course of action provided for recent developments in the current situation."
All propriety forgotten, Sasuke openly gaped at the robotic like agent. He couldn't believe Naruto called this man his friend. Sai had left Naruto to suffer. What kind of person did that?
Unperturbed by Sai's apparent callousness, Naruto rolled his eyes and struggled on shaky arms and legs to climb to his feet. The drug had nearly left his system. A dull burn and irritating throb still created small spasms in his muscles, but for the most part, he was free and clear.
Stained with blood, Sasuke was scrabbling to his feet and gently helping Naruto find his footing, Sai watching without offering aid, when the door slammed open and several armed guards burst in. The small group froze in abject horror. Instinctively, Sasuke's hands shot up as if to surrender. Shortly after this display, Kabuto and Orochimaru both strode through the open door.
The narrowed golden eyes in the sneering face of the crime lord scanned the scene. "Sai, I always had my suspicions," Orochimaru purred seeming to enjoy the current circumstances far too much. "But your record was impeccable. Once you killed someone, they stayed dead. So I kept you around."
A nod was given to the guards and one stepped forward. "Dispose of him." Jamming a gun in Sai's back, the pale emotionless agent was escorted from the cell.
With a final look over his shoulder, Sai flashed a rare true smile over his shoulder and waved. "It was an honour, Naruto." Briefly, his eyes flickered to Sasuke. "Take care of him, Uchiha."
Both Orochimaru and Kabuto left after the guards surrounding the double agent. The slam of the cell door echoed through the room, and Sasuke and Naruto were left alone staring in horror at the locked slab of metal.
Naruto collapsed to the concrete floor with a muffled sob. He'd just sent one of his closest friends to his death. He leaned into the warmth surrounding him, but his mind didn't quite recognize Sasuke kneeling beside him and holding him close.
Making small shushing noises, Sasuke did all that he could at that moment and was just there for Naruto. His own body trembled with the knowledge that he had knowingly watched two men walk to their deaths in the last few days. He wasn't ignorant enough to believe they were simply locking Sai up. After seeing how they so freely tortured Naruto, he knew the score.
"It's all my fault," Naruto whispered mournfully. Hand clutching Sasuke tightly, the deadly LEAF agent gave in to the maelstrom of emotions and let the younger man be his support.
"At least you finally learned the truth," Sasuke offered. "Until the end, he was your friend. He didn't betray you..."
"Yeah... that's true. I'll always have the memories of the friend he was. My best friend..."
Crouched protectively in front of Naruto's body, his own body shaking with fatigue and his eyes heavy with the overwhelming need for rest, Sasuke kept a sharp eye on the armed guards stationed in the cell. The door was wide open, and Kabuto was lazing against the far wall with a bored expression as if he were tired of Sasuke's little show.
"Why are you here," the teen snapped. His body tensed for a brief moment when a hand rested on his back, but that passed when he realized it was only Naruto trying to calm him. Soon after Sai had been led out, more guards had entered the room.
Yawning, Kabuto smirked. "You're buyer's here. Orochimaru-sama is working out the final details." The smirk grew. "Apparently, you're worth a bundle. If only we could have gotten our hands on your brother too."
Sasuke felt sick, his stomach twisting in knots. His buyer was early. Any second, a stranger would walk through the door of the tiny cell he'd been confined to for who knows how long, and he'd be taken away. The sudden realization hit him. He'd been sold into slavery. His breathing began coming in harsh pants, his vision swimming. Vaguely, he felt arms around his middle pulling him back into a hard chest and Naruto's murmuring in his ear.
"It's over," he whispered with a trembling voice. After everything he'd witness, the hell he had been through, now he was on the brink of breaking when threatened with their imminent separation.
Chest constricting with grief as he watched the strong boy who'd protected him for the duration of their captivity break in his arms, Naruto kissed the pale skin and continued to murmur words of comfort. "You'll be fine, S'uke," he promised. "Kyuubi and the whole of LEAF won't stop searching for you, I swear it. You will be found, and Itachi will be waiting for you. Be strong, koi."
Footsteps in the hall alerted those in the cell to the approaching company. Suddenly they halted outside the cell door and hushed words were exchanged.
Eyes swimming with unshed tears, Sasuke still trying to live up to his promise to Naruto, he felt his heart stop in his chest as his eyes went wide in shock. This just wasn't possible. In his ear, he heard a sharp intake of breath, and he knew he wasn't hallucinating. It was real.
"U-uncle..."
"Sasuke-kun," Madara greeted kindly as if they weren't speaking for the first time in twelve years in a grungy cell. "It's been so long. You've certainly grown, little one."
It was like a bad movie. His own flesh and blood was the cause of his parents' murder and his abduction. This man was the reason Naruto was bleeding and broken. Sasuke couldn't even begin to comprehend how this man could do such a thing to his own flesh and blood.
Hearing and feeling Sasuke's breathing speed up, the pants harsh and uneven, Naruto hugged the small body closer. "Calm down, S'uke," he begged. "I've given my word. I never go back on it. Please..."
"Why," the dark haired boy croaked.
"I don't know, baby. I don't know."
"Who is this man?" Madara asked referring to the blond holding his nephew. They appeared rather close.
A cruel sneer spread over Orochimaru's gaunt features. He was positively gleeful. "A puppet in training."
"Hmm... well it's been a pleasure doing business. I'll be taking what is mine." With a nod, Madara directed one of his men to retrieve his purchase.
When the bodyguard crossed the floor of the cell to heave Sasuke up, Naruto had to fight his instinct to protect the younger man and just let go. Going with his uncle was in Sasuke's best interest, but it killed the young agent to feel his lover pulled from his arms where he belonged.
"No! Naruto! Please!" Sasuke fought as he screamed. He felt Naruto's arms fall away, and he knew this was the end. Chances were he'd never see his lover, his first love, again. "Uncle... Uncle I beg you. Bring him with us. Please! I'll do anything you say, just don't leave him here."
Halfway out the door, Madara paused and looked back at his nephew screaming and fighting. He would have thought Sasuke would be ready and eager to leave this place. His eyes darted to the blond watching the youngest Uchiha with empathy. He could see the heartbreak.
"How much for the blond?" The Uchiha finally asked. Having stolen so much from his nephew, it was the least he could do, and with the other man, perhaps he could exercise control over Sasuke and avoid the inevitable struggle.
"He's not for sale. No price could persuade me to sell such a prize. Take your goods and leave before I change my mind."
Being a smart man, Madara did just that. Nodding to his men, they exited, Sasuke falling and screaming thrown over the bodyguards shoulder.
The cries were heartbreaking. Naruto closed his eyes fighting the tears. He couldn't show weakness, not now.
"Please, let me say goodbye!"
The only exit blocked, Madara nodded, and the boy was dropped to his feet as Naruto climbed unsteadily to his feet.
With his newfound freedom, Sasuke followed through with his only thought. His body slammed into Naruto's firm body nearly knocking the injured man off his feet. But to his credit, the agent managed to only stumble as he crushed Sasuke to his chest.
"Naruto... I'm sorry. I couldn't be strong enough," the teen cried. His tears were hot against Naruto's skin. "I love you."
"I love you too, S'uke," Naruto breathed into the matted raven hair. He pulled back prying Sasuke from his body with great difficulty to look into the shimmering pools of onyx. "I want you to remember something though." His hand rose to rest over Sasuke's heart where the crystal was safely tucked away. To those watching them closely, it looked as though he was merely being a romantic, but it was so much more. "I'll always be with you... keep me with you, and you'll be safe, I promise."
Time was up. Sasuke was cruelly yanked way from Naruto, the bodyguard lifting the small body as if he weighed nothing.
The last thing Sasuke saw before the door was slammed shut behind them was Kabuto's cruel grin as he regarded his prey.

The room was dark. Only the sound of soft sleepy snuffles, the rustle of sheets, and soft groans broke the quiet. Curled in the large queen sized bed, Shikamaru and Kiba were cuddled. Back pressed to Kiba's bare chest, Shikamaru was content until a rapid beeping cut through the silence of night.
It took a moment, the dark eyes blinking open and staring around blearily as if unsure of where he was. A silly notion considering he was home in his own bed and his lover was wrapped securely around him. Sitting up, Kiba's arms giving a little resistance, the genius agent stared at the digital clock glaring five twenty four at him as he rubbed his eyes. But when the sudden realization hit him, he bolted from the bed and stumbled across the dark room to his laptop, the source of the mildly irritating beeping.
"Shika?" Kiba's sleepy voice floated across the bedroom to the franticly typing agent.
"Kiba, out of bed," Shikamaru called urgently. "We're going into headquarters now!"
"What?" Kiba sounded dazed and completely out of it. "Shika, it's five in the morning!" Now he sounded irritated.
"We have a hit on Naruto's tracker." There wasn't anything more to be said.
There was a loud thud as Kiba rolled out of bed and hit the hardwood floor, but he was already on his feet and heading for his clothes neatly folded on the chair in the corner before he could say 'ow'.
Laptop tucked under his arm, Shikamaru followed Kiba, still clad in only his pajama bottoms. Too much was at stake. He didn't have time to worry about things such as propriety and modesty, not at a time like this.

Together, Kyuubi and Itachi sprinted through the halls of LEAF. Hand on Itachi's elbow, Kyuubi guided his boyfriend through the twists and turns of the base until they came to the windowless hallway leading to the Hokage's office. Not even bothering to knock, Kyuubi burst in, the force of his entry causing a gust of air to send papers on the large desk flying.
"What's the news?"
Tsunade, who was bent over the computer following Shikamaru's finger on the screen of his laptop, straightened and turned to the newcomers. "We have a hit. Naruto's tracker is active."
Itachi reached out to grip Kyuubi's arm as he took in a great shuddering breath. They had been found. Soon their brothers would be home. He couldn't even begin to describe the emotions coursing through him. Beside him, Kyuubi was struggling to contain his relief and joy. Finally giving in, he spun Itachi and crushed him to his chest, burying his face in the narrow shoulder and pale neck of his lover. It was overwhelming. Together, they clung to each other until Tsunade popped their bubble.
"Kyuubi, I'm sending you in on the retrieval team. I want them brought back to us." Her golden eyes burned with a fiery passion. This was her family.
Pulling out of Kyuubi's embrace, Itachi spun to face the LEAF chief and commander. "I'm going too," he demanded in a way only an Uchiha could. His voice held no room for argument, but he didn't even have the opportunity to defend his claim as something cracked against the back of his skull and he fell into darkness.
As his lover's body went limp, Kyuubi holstered his gun and caught the smaller body, cradling Itachi in his arms. His expression told of his grief, and he pressed a kiss to the smooth brow. It was difficult, but his actions were for Itachi's protection. He couldn't have his lover rushing off to risk his life. It was selfish, but he just couldn't lose Itachi too. It would be his breaking point. Hopefully the Uchiha would understand and forgive him.
"I'm sorry, 'tachi," he murmured to the still form. Around him, the room had gone silent and all eyes were on him. "Please forgive me." Looking up, his jaw set with determination, he located two men he trusted. "Kotetsu, Izumo, take him to lock up. No one is to release him unless I give the word or I'm killed in action, understood?"
Both agents, still blinking and wide eyed, nodded in confirmation. It was a joint effort, but they gently lifted the unconscious body and carried him with the greatest care out of the room toward the same cell Kyuubi had been confined to.
Looking around the room as if challenging them to oppose his actions, Kyuubi climbed to his feet. "What's the plan?"
Still at his computer, not even pretending to be shocked at Kyuubi's actions, Shikamaru waved the other agent over ready to lay out the plan off attack.

Tossed into the backseat of an SUV, Sasuke scrambled to his hands and knees ready to make an escape when the door slammed shut. He tried the lock, but the door didn't budge, and he cursed child locks. He could remember his parents always using them when he was younger.
It was still dark outside, but the sun could be seen beginning to peek over the horizon. The first rays of sunlight brightening his surroundings. It was a rather bleak image. Dusty plains spread out around them in all directions, not a tree in sight. He couldn't even locate the exit to the hideout they'd exited only moments ago.
Body aching and head throbbing, Sasuke wedged himself into the corner of the back seat and drew his knees to his chest. The front doors opened, and through the partition preventing him from reaching the front seat, he watched as the bodyguard who'd wrestled him out of the cell stealing him from Naruto slipped into the driver's seat and his uncle take up residence in the passenger's. The engine hummed to life, the frame of the vehicle vibrating around him, and Sasuke buried his face in his knees and gave in to the overwhelming urge to cry. It wasn't long before the rocking of the SUV over the rocky terrain lulled him to sleep after forgoing sleep for so long.

An explosion rocked the SUV. Without a seatbelt, Sasuke was sent flying, his head cracking against the far window. His vision unfocused and his mind still slow from sleep, he peered through the window to see blurry shapes moving around them. The car in front, the one carrying the other armed guards, was a flaming pile of wreckage, and his heart sped up in his chest as fear gripped him. He couldn't keep his promise to Naruto. He was going to die screaming and writhing in pain as fire licked at his skin. Screaming, he tried the door nearly ripping the handle off as he wrenched at it, but it was futile. He was trapped.
The front doors of the SUV were thrown open, and seconds later, Sasuke's door opened and he was hauled out of the vehicle by his hair. Tears in his eyes, he found himself dragged across the ground stumbling as he went with the barrel of a gun pressed to his temple.
"Drop your weapons, or I shoot him. I'll make a deal."
Sasuke's heart sank and he lost all hope as he recognized his uncle's voice threatening his life in his ear. In the end, that was all he was; a bartering chip. Then he caught sight of familiar blue eyes burning with ferocity he'd never witnessed before. "Kyuu..."
"We don't make deals," Kyuubi snarled pulling out a handgun and taking aim.
The resulting bang was deafening. It all happened in a split second leaving Sasuke in shock as blood and body fluids splattered across him adding to the stains of his own lover's blood. The body holding him went slack. In shock, the teen didn't move as his uncle's dead body crumpled into a motionless heap at his feet.
Seconds later, Kyuubi was at Sasuke's side catching him as his legs finally gave out. The small body was trembling uncontrollably as gasping sobs escaped the young boy. It was too much, and his body was going into shock.
"It's alright, Itachi-chibi," Kyuubi murmured, clutching the slender body to his chest. He couldn't resist the need to bury his face in the dirty raven hair. His own brother wasn't found, but at least he'd found one member of his family.
The last thing Sasuke could remember was Kyuubi cradling him in his arms as he was carried by his rescuer. The soothing voice washed over him, and he slipped into darkness.

It's been so long. I know, I'm a terrible person. I'm trying hard to get back into the habit of writing and hopefully finish the other stories I have too. But this one is winding down. One rescued, another one to go.
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