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More Than Meets The Eye	By : Lanie12777 Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1179 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any of its characters, nor do I make any money from this story. I also do not own the movie 'Abducted', that is owned by Lifetime.

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AN: The majority of this chapter is completely new, I’m happy with the way it turned out and I hope you guys like it too. I’m working on the next chapter now as I’ve caught up to where I’m at on ffnet; I have been posting once a month but with this being my main story to focus on now I’ll most likely try to update every two weeks or sooner depending on when the chapter is ready.
Thank you to Talltree-san, Midnight Essence and G for your reviews, I'm glad you're enjoying my story.^_^
Thanks to Vitty Rose for reading over the chapter for me. Cynthia, you. Are. Awesome! *And you just lost the game. hehe*
Chapter 5
Sasuke drove along the main highway from Konoha, his hair tucked underneath a plain baseball cap found in the glove compartment. He was trying to look as inconspicuous as possible while keeping his dark hair hidden under the hat. The bill of the cap also helped shadow his features.
Pulling into a gas station about half an hour later, he parked in the nearly-empty lot and locked the car up; wouldn't do for someone to come along and 'find' Naruto unconscious in the trunk. He'd let the back seat lean forward just a bit to make sure Naruto got plenty of air. Sasuke certainly didn't want the blonde to suffocate.
He checked the parking lot, looking around without being obvious about it. It was nearing six in the evening, the sun would be going down soon, and he wanted to get to his destination before then. He just needed a road map; he'd not been out this way in years, and he sure as hell didn't want to get lost after dark.
Walking into the cool interior of the station, Sasuke grabbed a map of the state from the rack next to the door. He grabbed a couple bottles of water along with the map, going to the counter to pay for them. Naruto might be thirsty when he woke, and he didn't know if there were any supplies at his friend's cabin he was headed to.
"Will that be all for you, sir?" the cashier asked boredly. She looked to be young, maybe in her late teens or very early twenties. She didn't even glance up at his as she rang up his items. Sasuke rolled his eyes slightly at her.
Looking around, he figured he may as well get a few things for him and Naruto to eat just in case. Spotting a shelf with various bags of chips and snack cakes, he grabbed several bags of Nacho Doritos and some cream cheese Danishes, dumping them on the counter.
"You got any sandwiches or frozen pizzas here?" he inquired. The girl rudely pointed towards the back, her eyes fixed on the TV in the corner. Sasuke glared at her before walking to the cooler; next to the sodas was a small assortment of ready-made sandwiches. He chose a ham and cheese, one egg salad and two chicken salad, carrying them to the front. The girl sighed and turned to ring the rest of his purchases up.
"That'll be $26.87," she said, stuffing everything into two plastic bags. Sasuke dug out the money he'd taken from Naruto's wallet, handing the cashier two twenties. After getting his change, he took his bags and left quickly. The sun was getting very low in the sky now; he quickened his steps to the car, hoping to get to the cabin before it was full night.
Unlocking the car, Sasuke loaded the bags into the back seat before climbing in the driver's seat. He fastened his seat belt (no way was he going to risk being pulled over because he wasn't wearing his seat belt), then reversed the car and drove from the parking lot. Reading the map he'd just gotten, he turned east. He estimated it would take about another twenty minutes, maybe even thirty, to reach his friend's hidden vacation home.
Just under twenty minutes later he made a right turn off the main highway onto a dirt road through some woods. Sasuke maneuvered the vehicle until he was deep in the trees, then stopped and put the car in park. Stepping out, he walked to the back of the car and opened up the trunk, checking on Naruto. The blonde was still out cold; he hoped he hadn't hit him too hard. To be honest he wasn't sure how long someone knocked out on the head would stay unconscious, but if Naruto wasn't awake within the next hour he'd have no choice but to try to get him help.
Getting back in, Sasuke continued down the road, turning when he spotted the turn-off that would take him to Gaara's cabin. It really couldn't be called a road by any definition though; it was nothing more than two ruts cutting a barely discernible path through a dense forest. The car jumped a bit as it ran over shallow holes and furrows hidden by grass. The path was winding, twisting this way and that as he traveled deeper into the woods.
As he was getting annoyed with how long the path was, the road abruptly ended and he found himself in front of a small, dark brown hunting cabin. It looked just as he remembered. Gaara had let Sasuke use the cabin once years ago; the redhead rarely used it himself, and Sasuke had wanted to come here because it was unlisted in the directory. It was also hidden under a thick mass of trees, making it practically unseen from the air. Unless Gaara had shown someone the cabin's location himself, no one would know to look here for it or that it even existed.
Sasuke parked the car around back. Tomorrow he'd cover it with some tree branches in case any helicopters flew overhead; he didn't want the vehicle's metal to give a reflective glint to anyone looking for them. He seized the bags of food and took them to the porch, setting them by the front door as he ran his fingers over the top of the window sill closest to the door. He smiled with satisfaction when he brushed over the slightly dusty key, snatching it down and quickly unlocking the front door. He carried the bags inside and set them on the small round table between the living room and kitchen, then went back outside to get Naruto.
Opening the trunk, Sasuke hefted Naruto into his arms, being careful of the blonde's injury and cradling his head as he carried Naruto into the house. Shutting the door with his foot, Sasuke walked towards the lone bedroom and entered. He gently laid Naruto on the double bed, making sure to put a pillow under his head. He then went into the bathroom, searching through the medicine cabinet and finding a bottle of peroxide, some aspirin and even a box of Band-Aids.
Taking the peroxide, he grabbed a washrag and wet it, wringing it out and taking both to where Naruto lay. He turned the man's head to the side and looked over the area he'd hit. Luckily there was no broken skin or blood, just a nasty-looking bruise forming over a slight bump. Naruto's breathing was normal, his skin cool to the touch; seeing his eyes flutter beneath his lids Sasuke was confident he'd wake soon. He set the bottle on the night table beside the bed and placed the cool rag on the bump, then left Naruto to put the food and water away in the kitchen.
The cabin was a bit gloomy, so Sasuke was relieved to find when he flipped the switch to the light for the kitchen that it came on. That meant Gaara had been out here to fill the generator with fuel. With luck he'd left enough for at least a week; Sasuke had no idea how long he'd be staying here, and he didn't want to be stuck with no electricity.
Checking on Naruto again, Sasuke found him still out but beginning to move restlessly, so he went out back to the shed for a quick look around. The generator pump was out there, and Sasuke discovered a note along with three large cans of fuel. Each can lasted just over a week if the lights and appliances in the cabin were used sparingly, so he was grateful to see them. He read over the note, a tiny smile of amusement curving his lips as he read over Gaara's letter.
Sasuke,
Figured you'd head here. I left you some cans of gas for the generator, you should be fine for at least a month. I also stocked up the 'fridge, you can't live off sandwiches alone. I'll come out here when it's safe.
Gaara
Sasuke chuckled lightly. "Hn, you know me so well." Feeling better, he made his way back into the cabin. But not before grabbing a good length of thin chain and a small padlock.
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Police officers patrolled the grounds surrounding the farmhouse, law enforcement canines accompanying them. The dogs were sniffing out any possible traces of evidence that may have been missed by human eyes.
Kakashi Hatake, a veteran detective of the Konoha police force for twelve years, was currently standing in the main room of the house, questioning Orochimaru about Naruto's kidnapping. The blonde's husband was sitting on the couch, his face buried in his hands, body slouched. Kabuto sat beside him, his hand resting comfortingly on Orochimaru's back.
"Has Mr. Uchiha been coming here frequently, Mr. Wilkes?" Kakashi asked, voice slightly muffled due to a black turtleneck covering the lower part of his face. His wild silver hair jutted up in the air, defying gravity. His eyes were multi-colored, one a dark brown, while the other was almost red in appearance with the pupil shaped oddly.
Orochimaru shrugged irritably, his head still lowered. "Yes. He's part of the prison detail assigned to work around the farm."
"And did you see Naruto this morning before the prisoners were brought here?"
"No, he was still asleep when I left his morning." He conveniently left out telling the detective that he and Naruto were no longer sharing a bedroom; Orochimaru couldn't honestly say his husband had been in the house when he'd left for work as he hadn't looked into his bedroom or seen the blonde before leaving. He had to keep up the grieving husband act.
"Had Mr. Uchiha been in personal contact with your husband?" a young brunette man asked. He was Iruka Umino, Kakashi's long-time partner, and (known to most of their fellow officers) also Kakashi's lover. Almost non-threatening in looks, his soft tone belied the steel in his gaze. "We were told by several different inmates that he'd been seen having conversations with Mr. Uchiha, and that the escapee had been in this house before," Iruka told him.
"What the hell are you trying to say?!" Orochimaru shouted angrily. "My husband didn't run off with that prisoner! Sasuke must have forced him; I have a gun I keep in my desk here that's gone now," he explained, pointing to his office.
"And Mr. Uchiha just happened to find this gun after breaking in and using it to take Naruto. Does this gun happen to be registered?" Kakashi asked, the unspoken suggestion evident. An ugly snarl crossed Orochimaru's face as he got up to attack the federal officer. Kabuto, seeing what was about to happen, put a hand on Orochimaru's upper arm and pulled him back.
"You don't know Naruto," the assistant interjected. "He's not capable of doing something like this." Orochimaru stood up, pacing back and forth on the rug in agitation. "He would never do anything like that," Kabuto finished.
Iruka glanced at the grey-haired man. "And you are…?" he addressed Kabuto.
Kabuto met Iruka's brown eyes, resisting the urge to stare at the large scar stretched across the brunette's nose. "Kabuto Yakushi. I'm Mr. Wilkes personal assistant and campaign manager." Iruka wrote down the information on a small notepad, murmuring, "Mm-hmm," as he did so.
"Would Mr. Uchiha have an ulterior motive for taking Naruto? Maybe a personal vendetta against you for some reason?" Kakashi queried, trying to find any possible explanation on why Naruto was taken.
Orochimaru turned to Kakashi, his tone hostile. "I don't know! You're asking me asinine questions while a murdering lunatic has taken my husband God knows where!" His countenance turned dark. "Just find Naruto!" he barked.
Kakashi and Iruka shared a speculative look, the silver-haired officer quirking a brow. "We've put an APB out on both Naruto and Sasuke Uchiha, and I'm confident we'll get a lead soon," he tried to be reassuring, but from Orochimaru's mocking glare he didn't think it was working. "We've set up roadblocks on all the main highways within a twenty mile radius, though by now they could very well be out of state." Orochimaru rolled his eyes, the efforts of the police and other law enforcement agencies so far being mediocre and absurd in his opinion.
"We're checking with other jurisdictions," Kakashi supplied, noting the dark-haired man's highly irritated state. "For the time being, I would recommend that you stay put. Let us handle this. We'll find your husband and bring him back, safe and sound."
A thoughtful expression crossed Orochimaru's face, his eyes narrowed in contemplation. Iruka had to physically stop the blanch from forming on his face; the man was hiding something in his opinion, his actions a little too contrived for him.
"Very well," Orochimaru stated firmly. Kabuto stood and faced both officers. "If you'll please just keep us informed of any news. You can reach Mr. Wilkes here or at his office," he reached into his suit jacket pocket and pulled out a business card. "Here is the phone number you'll need. Now, if you'll excuse us." His last statement blatantly dismissed them.
"Of course." Iruka smiled tightly, following his partner out of the room. Just as they were out of earshot, Kakashi glanced back at Iruka. "I'd bet you anything those two are sleeping together," he said quietly.
Iruka snorted in agreement. "Oh, absolutely." He gave a disgusted sneer at the house as he trailed behind Kakashi to their car.
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Naruto moaned lightly, his eyes fluttering open. He gazed at the ceiling, uncomprehending of the unfamiliar room as he frowned in confusion. The last thing he remembered was walking away from Sasuke at the abandoned gas station, then a blinding pain in his skull…
Sitting up with a gasp, he clutched his head in his hands, groaning in pain. He gritted his teeth, fighting not to pass out again as his head throbbed dully. A slight movement to his left had him lifting his eyes to see Sasuke getting out of a chair placed near the bed. Naruto gasped again, his body moving backwards automatically as the dark-haired man came near.
"Don't worry, I'm not going to hurt you," Sasuke said quietly. He held out a bottle of water and a small white pill.
Naruto eyed the pill dubiously. "Forgive me if I'm not so willing to trust what you say."
Sasuke sighed, setting the water and pill on the table. "Fine. But would I have brought you here if I planned to kill you? I've had ample opportunities to get rid of you, yet here you are."
"How the hell am I supposed to know what you have in mind? I've never been kidnapped before!"
"And I've never kidnapped anyone before! So this is something new to both of us." Sasuke moved around the bed towards the bedroom door. Before exiting, he turned around to give Naruto one last look.
"Look, I'm sorry for this, but there was no other way. So yell and scream all you want, there's no house within miles of here; no one can hear you." With that he walked out the door, leaving Naruto glaring at the doorway.
The blonde sat there for countless moments before standing. That's when he felt it; around his right ankle was a thin chain. A small silver-colored Master Lock held the end of the chain looped around his ankle tight enough to ensure his foot couldn't slip through without cutting his circulation off. The other end of the chain was fastened around the thick leg post of the bed; the frame of the bed was made of solid cedar and weighed at least a couple hundred pounds. No way could he lift it by himself. Naruto was now tethered to the bed with a leeway of about fifteen feet, enough to reach the toilet and shower of the adjoining bathroom. His incredulous gaze was fixed on his foot. What the hell was he to do now?
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At the same time, Orochimaru was sitting in his house with a relaxed Kabuto by his side. The two men were watching the local news where an anchorman was reporting on Naruto's abduction.
"I told you it would work out. All we have to do is keep the police from finding Sasuke for a few days, long enough for him to kill the idiot, then have a little 'accident' for him when he comes back to prison. Then everything is solved, and I inherit Naruto's trust when his body is discovered." His voice was smug as he leaned back into the couch, a smirking Kabuto reclining next to him.
Orochimaru had everything figured out perfectly. Using Uchiha had been a stroke of genius; it had been fortuitous that the man had been sent to his prison. Of all the prisoners to come and go from his office, Sasuke had been the only one to stare at Naruto lustily. Orochimaru had seen and used it to his advantage, manipulating Sasuke into doing his dirty work.
A picture flashed across a TV monitor, showing Sasuke's mug shot, the other of a smiling Naruto. A toll-free number popped onto the bottom of the screen for viewers to call if they had any information.
Low chuckles sounded in the room, Orochimaru's glee at what he thought of as a fool-proof plan plain to hear. With any luck, he'd be a free man worth millions within a few days. He smiled evilly at the photo of his husband on television.
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