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Deception - COMPLETE	By : kizukatana Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Naruto/Sasuke Views: 11937 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Author's note - Special thanks to everyone who commented on this story. Hearing what you think about the story is the whole reason I post it.
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"I take it you like tattoos," Naruto said dryly, noting the damp patch that had appeared where Sasuke's cock was straining against the silken pants. The sight was more arousing then Naruto cared to admit, so he forced himself to think of Orochimaru's tongue, a sight that never ceased to revolt and disturb him. He felt the slight tightness in his jeans instantly vanish. "I'm surprised that a guy like you would enjoy something so low class," Naruto continued as he walked toward where Sasuke was standing. "But I guess rich guys can have kinks, too."
"Stop talking and put your mouth to better use," Sasuke said emotionlessly.
Naruto wasn't sure if Sasuke expected 'full service' or if they could basically proceed like last time. He plan was to bluff his way through. Worse come to worse, Naruto had had one night stands in the past, and he supposed he could look at this as something similar. But at least with those, there had been some connection where he had felt actual liking for the person in some way. He had never done it based on looks alone. More importantly, it had been Naruto's choice to sleep with them. He knew next to nothing about the man before him, except that he was handsome, wealthy, hung, and a complete asshole. And most importantly Naruto was obligated to do this. Not free to choose for himself. It pissed him off, but he knew Orochimaru would make good on his threat to publicize his location and identity, which would be exceedingly dangerous to Naruto.
So Naruto would do this. But he would make sure Sasuke knew this was nothing but a chore for him. He didn't want to give Sasuke the satisfaction of acknowledging that he was attractive. If at all possible, Naruto hoped that hand jobs and blow jobs would satisfy this part of his 'service'. He'd just have to make them satisfying enough to make it sufficient. He didn't want to give the level of intimacy that actually fucking Sasuke would bring. Hopefully, whatever this stalker situation turned out to be, he'd be able to resolve it in a week or two. Even if the stalker was a pro, Naruto figured he shouldn't have too much trouble.
He regretted that he had misjudged the councilman the last time. Rather than putting Sasuke off by being rough and aggressive, Naruto had evidently turned him on. He would be lying if he said he didn't find that intriguing, and in any other circumstance...
But this was not Naruto's choice. And Sasuke knew it. Naruto was not going to get emotionally involved with this. He had talked with Fu and Utakata about their work, and knew that was the number one rule when sex was part of your job. Keep it impersonal. So that was his goal. No kissing, and – if possible – no actual fucking. Minimal conversation outside of what he needed to know about Sasuke's schedule and potential stalkers.
Naruto laughed softly, walking up to stand directly in front of Sasuke, "What, your regular fuck got tired of your frigid personality, or are they just out of town for the week?"
Sasuke ignored the comment, and simply took another drink from his glass, his eyes locked on Naruto, looking almost bored. The front of his pants said otherwise.
"You're still talking?" Sasuke drawled.
Naruto snorted, but slid his palm along Sasuke's length, letting the silk slide along acting almost like lubricant. Standing face-to-face, he could see the black eyes darken with lust as Sasuke's lids fell to half mast. Naruto felt the heat of the breath expelled from Sasuke's lips at his touch.
Naruto slowly increased the pace of his strokes, feeling the dampness growing in the fabric with Sasuke's arousal. This close to the man, he could see the pulse in Sasuke's throat and the subtle flare of his nostrils as he fought showing any sign of pleasure from the ministrations to his cock. Naruto smiled wolfishly. He would change that.
The fabric was becoming so damp that the friction was making the motion almost painful against the delicate skin sheathing Sasuke's marble-hard erection. Naruto tugged the silk drawstring of the pants to untie it, and reached inside for direct skin-on-skin contact. Sasuke's precum served as sufficient lubricant. Again Naruto was struck by the man's control of his emotions, to clearly be this turned on while standing seemingly casually holding his drink.
But he couldn't conceal all reaction. Sasuke's breath was now coming in shallow pants, his eyes still locked with Naruto's. Naruto saw Sasuke's pupils dilate, the knuckles whiten as his hand viced around the glass, and the black head fall back slightly. It was the only indication that Sasuke was about to cum. Naruto quickly stopped pumping and griped his fingers tightly around the base of Sasuke's cock, acting like a cock ring and preventing him from cumming.
"Not yet," Naruto breathed. Sasuke's eyes narrowed, but he didn't say anything, his breath still coming in rapid pants. Naruto could see the sheen of sweat now on Sasuke's pale chest, and briefly admired the play of light against the smooth muscles defined there. Naruto kept his grip tight around Sasuke's cock with his right hand while his left reached two fingers into the glass Sasuke was holding and pulled out one of the ice cubes. He placed it in his mouth, between his back molars. He saw that the pulse in Sasuke's neck had slowed somewhat, so he released his grip and sank to his knees.
Immediately he pulled Sasuke's erection into his mouth, knowing the exquisite contrast Sasuke would feel between the freezing ice and the heat of his mouth against his sensitized flesh. He felt satisfaction at the hiss he heard escape the chiseled lips. Naruto thought briefly of the on and off affair he had had with Fu, when she had shown him this. He knew it would increase the sensation ten-fold. Sasuke's shuddering groan was cut off, but still audible. Naruto rotated the position of the ice with his tongue, the melting water in his mouth necessitating more suction to keep the seal of his lips around Sasuke's flesh.
"Fuck," he heard Sasuke's soft curse.
With a shivery groan, Sasuke pulled out of Naruto's mouth, his hand fisting around his dick as he came, shooting ribbons across Naruto's collar bone and throat. Sasuke's eyes darkened as he saw his cum bead up and drip over the tan flesh.
Naruto swallowed as a rush of lust spiked through his body and coiled in his groin. There was something almost... animalistic in the way Sasuke had marked him. Naruto drew a breath, forcing his thoughts on something else before Sasuke could read any desire in his expression.
"I can return the favor, if you give me a minute," Sasuke said, his voice rough as he straightened his clothing.
"Nah, I'm good," Naruto said, standing and grabbing a cocktail napkin off the bar counter and cleaning himself off. "Spoiled rich guys don't really do it for me. If you want someone who will be more into it, you should ask Orochimaru for a pro. This isn't really my line of work."
Sasuke narrowed his eyes. He hadn't missed the flash of lust in the blue eyes before they had cleared. It annoyed him that Naruto had been able to suppress his reaction so quickly. At first Sasuke had thought all he really wanted from the blond was another quick release, assuming that it would assuage his lust for him. But now he realized he wanted much more than that. He wanted to see the man writhing and sweating beneath him. He wanted Naruto to beg for him. It wasn't just the physical satisfaction anymore. Sasuke wanted to overcome the mental and emotional challenge that Naruto presented.
But he would bide his time. This stalker situation that Itachi and Orochimaru were so worried about was likely just some bored housewife who'd fallen in love with his picture on the TV. It wouldn't be the first time. It would probably take a week or two to track her down and set her straight. He'd have that time to get what he wanted from Naruto. It didn't have to be right this second.
Plus, he wasn't sure his knees would fully support him at this precise moment. His elbows were braced against the counter top, and he probably would have slid to the floor without them. His whole body was still shaking from the intensity of his orgasm. What was it about this boy? They hadn't even had sex yet.
At least Sasuke was able to control his voice. "What is your line of work, then?" He knew that Naruto had served as Nagato's bodyguard, but he didn't really know what that meant. Assassin? Lover? Simple security?
Naruto laughed. "Seriously? What kind of answer do you really expect me to give you? Your big brother works in the district attorney's office. My line of work is flower arrangement, asshole. That's why Orochimaru is having me serve as your security detail. Are you going to give me your schedule for the week, or is this whole thing just a front until your real date gets back in town or whatever?"
Sasuke slanted an annoyed look at him, but handed Naruto a sheet of paper that had been sitting on the counter. It had all the dates, times, and locations of places Sasuke needed to be for the upcoming week. At least, the locations that Sasuke thought additional security could be beneficial.
He was intrigued the way Naruto's expression shifted to all business. Naruto pulled a pen out of his pocket, and started to mark some notes. "Which of these are things you do regularly, who knows about them, and when were they scheduled?"
Sasuke answered for each event as Naruto made marks. Sasuke noticed that he wrote with Kanji, not in English.
"Where will you be before and after each of these, and what route do you typically take for each one?"
Sasuke again answered, then said, "You're just going to accompany me anyway. You don't need to find your own way."
Naruto rolled his eyes. "Before each of these events, I'm going to map out the route and see what I would do if I either wanted to kill you or kidnap you along the way. Depending on what I find, we might alter the routes."
Sasuke looked at him for a moment. "You're taking some photos from a desperate housewife very seriously."
Naruto looked at him. "These are not shots from some housewife. If you look at the angles of these photos, most are taken from rooftops or possibly out the window of a building through a telephoto lens. That means they were planned in advance, after studying your pattern of movement. It also means that they could just as easily replace the camera with a rifle and take you out without you ever even seeing them. Each one had a clear head shot... a kill shot. This is a warning. Whoever did this knows what they're doing. Your brother and Orochimaru are right. You should take this seriously."
Sasuke frowned, letting the blond's words sink in. He doubted Itachi had recognized the type of photos the way Naruto did. Itachi was just over-protective in general, given their family history. Sasuke didn't blame him... he was the same when Itachi was in trouble. Orochimaru's concern... could be due to many things, if it wasn't Orochimaru himself behind the camera. But Naruto's words actually made sense, and made Sasuke take this slightly more seriously. As he thought back to the photos, he had to admit that they felt different from the ones he had received from past stalkers. They did seem… more professional.
"Alright. So aside from giving you my schedule, what else do you need from me tonight?"
"Well, I'd ask if you have any enemies, but that's clearly a stupid question. You are in politics, which means you have enemies all over the place. I'm assuming if any stood out in particular you would have had sense enough to tell the police."
Sasuke nodded. "Honestly, the person who I would consider the most likely threat is Orochimaru," he said, wanting to see the blond's reaction to his words.
To his surprise, Naruto snorted lightly then smiled. "Then maybe you're not as stupid about all this as I thought," he ignored the hard glance Sasuke shot him at the comment. "I've got your schedule now, and your... other needs have been taken care of. So I'm gonna head out. I'll see you in –" he glanced at the schedule "– two days. You're working from home tomorrow?"
Sasuke nodded tersely and finished his drink. Naruto pulled his clothes back on, and left.
. . .
Naruto stopped at the security desk in Sasuke's building on his way out, and asked if there had been anything suspicious. Jugo assured him that there hadn't, and Naruto asked if he could come by tomorrow and look through the video footage. Naruto had learned to recognize the tattoos of the various Yakuza and Tongs, the colors and hand signs of the major gangs, knew who most of the top Russian and Italian mafia hitmen were and could generally identify an undercover cop almost on sight. He might find something Jugo had missed. Jugo agreed, and Naruto said he'd be back tomorrow to have a look, then headed out.
It was quite late, but there was always traffic in New York. It was one of the many things he loved about the City. You could be completely anonymous, but you were never alone.
He felt a presence behind him and turned. He still had the pen in his hand along with the schedule, and he slipped the metal pen between his index and middle fingers as he made a fist in under a second. A blow to the throat with the pen held this way would now puncture the jugular or the trachea. Either would be sufficient.
Naruto froze instantly as he recognized the face of the person behind him. He lowered his arm, but didn't release the pen from its position.
Itachi noticed it, and smiled slightly. "Very clever. You have good instincts, Naruto-kun."
Itachi was wearing black jeans and a black T-shirt. Somehow seeing him materialize out of the shadows in regular street attire made Naruto reassess the nature of the man in front of him. He could see the lean muscles of his arms, the same unexpected strength he had observed in Sasuke's form. He also recognized the way Itachi's knees had bent slightly, his weight shifting to the balls of his feet when Naruto had spun to face him with his arm raised to attack.
"You've been trained," Naruto said.
Itachi shrugged. "Sasuke and I both follow some of our family traditions."
Naruto thought about that for a minute, waiting for Itachi to disclose more, but not surprised when he didn't. Naruto shrugged. He didn't discuss his training either.
"Did Sasuke give you his schedule?"
Naruto nodded, showing the paper to Itachi. A small breeze stirred the air, and in their close proximity, Itachi caught the smell of cum on Naruto, and narrowed his eyes. "What is your relationship with my brother?"
Naruto looked at him for a moment, then looked around. No one was close enough to hear their conversation, a fact he was sure Itachi had checked before broaching the subject with him. "Orochimaru has asked me to serve has Sasuke's security and address whatever other… demands… Sasuke might have."
Itachi studied him. "You don't like him."
Naruto shrugged. "Sasuke or Orochimaru?"
"I already know how you feel about Orochimaru. I was talking about Sasuke."
"I don't know him. But… no, I don't like people like him."
"What are 'people like him'?"
"Rich, spoiled, entitled, arrogant…" Naruto trailed off. "No offense. I know several of those apply to you as well, but you seem more human about it all."
Itachi just looked at him. After a moment he smiled slightly at Naruto's brutal honesty. He found it refreshing, though odd considering most people found him even more intimidating than Sasuke. 'More human' wasn't something he had ever heard applied to himself. Perhaps this directness was what his brother saw in the man. "Hm. But you will do what needs to be done in terms of Sasuke's protection."
Naruto looked insulted. "Of course. That's the part of this job I'm actually good at."
Itachi didn't miss the level of annoyance and… embarrassment that Naruto apparently felt at the non-security portion of his assignment. He was glad to see, though, that there was not fear or shame. He would have had to intervene if there had been, regardless of how angry Sasuke would be.
"I want you to inform me of any developments. Sasuke will likely tell you not to. Orochimaru may or may not agree. But I want you to tell me anyway. Call me first, before even the police."
Naruto paused. "Why?"
"Because I will know what the right course of action is to protect my brother. The police will have their own agenda, as will Orochimaru."
"What makes you think I don't have my own agenda?" Naruto asked, honestly curious.
"I'm not sure," Itachi said. "But I don't think you do, at least not with respect to Sasuke. I have learned to trust my instincts about people, regardless of circumstance. And given my other choices, I've decided to place my bets on you."
Naruto nodded, feeling both flattered and puzzled that someone in the district attorney's office would place more faith in him than his own police force. But then again, Naruto knew of enough dirty cops on the force that he knew Itachi was right.
However, Naruto knew he came with his own risks. He had noticed at least one person following him to Sasuke's this evening. Probably someone sent by Orochimaru, making sure he went where he said he would go. But there were other possibilities. Ones that would pose significant danger to Itachi if they thought Naruto had a connection with him.
"I'm not a safe acquaintance to have, Itachi. Aside from anything serious happening with Sasuke, you should keep your distance from me."
Itachi looked at him levelly. "I know."
"Do you? I doubt that," Naruto pulled a flattened pack of cigarettes from his back pocket along with a lighter. Cupping his hands in front of his face, he pretended to struggle lighting the cigarette. "I was followed on my way here. Probably still being watched."
Naruto successfully lit the cigarette, but didn't smoke it. Itachi understood the warning that there could potentially be photos of the two of them together that could surface. He wasn't concerned, though. Naruto hadn't actually been convicted of anything. Just arrested a few times, though on pretty serious charges. There was a small possibility that their conversation was being listened to, though that would require high tech surveillance equipment given no one was in near enough proximity to overhear them.
Itachi nodded. "Just let me know if you find anything out about who sent the photos. You can call my cell." He motioned his fingers at the pen and paper that Naruto was holding. Naruto gave them to the older man, who wrote down his number.
Naruto realized that Itachi would likely be in daily contact with the police department. That could be convenient. He took the paper back and wrote down the address of Orochimaru's brownstone, then tore off the corner and handed it to Itachi. "The cops were ragging me that I didn't have my address updated with them in case they wanted to follow up on the Akatsuki case. Here it is. Orochimaru has me staying with him for now. Can you let them know so they get off my back?"
Naruto knew that Kakashi and Gaara would be worried by now when he had gone off to see Orochimaru and not returned home. But he didn't dare go back until whoever was watching him started to relax, and he could slip away. If Itachi gave the cops his updated address, Kakashi would see it and know where he was. And would tell Gaara to not level the city looking for him. They wouldn't know why he had not come back, but they were smart. If they knew Naruto wasn't dead, then they'd figure out other likely reasons for his staying away pretty easily.
Some of Naruto's nervousness must have shown on his face, because Itachi asked in a low voice. "Is he forcing you into this?"
Naruto took a drag on his cigarette. "I'm a big boy, Itachi. I made my choices."
It wasn't an answer, and they both knew it. But this wasn't the place for the discussion, when they knew they were being observed. "Is there anyone in particular I should give your address to?" Itachi said, taking a stab in the dark that maybe there was someone Naruto was trying to send a signal to. Maybe someone who would help him.
Naruto hesitated, almost giving in to the temptation to say Kakashi's name. It would ensure he got the information as soon as possible. Kakashi had been Naruto's arresting officer that first time. It could seem natural. But he was not involved with the Akatsuki case, at least not officially. And Itachi was too fucking smart to not sense something if Naruto gave a specific name that wasn't related to the current case. "Nah, just whoever keeps the books," Naruto said, trying to pass it off as a casual thing. "Anyway, I better get back. It's getting late."
"Yes, it is. Goodnight, Naruto-kun," Itachi said, both face and voice expressionless.
"'Night, Itachi-san," Naruto returned, then headed off to the subway station.
Itachi watched him walk away, sensing a shadow following the blond, but not seeing anyone.
Naruto had a friend in the police department. Itachi was sure of it. The question was who. And why. Given that Naruto was becoming involved with his little brother, Itachi decided he needed to find out.
-xXx-
Naruto sat across the glass partition from Hidan. He had finally received notification from Orochimaru that morning that he had gotten permission for Naruto to visit Hidan in Sing Sing, the maximum security prison where he had been placed. Naruto had gone to Grand Central and taken the next train on Metro North on the Hudson Line and arrived just as visiting hours were starting. He presented his ID and was searched and interviewed. Orochimaru had submitted the proper paperwork, however, and finally Naruto was allowed into a room that had a long counter divided into sections that looked almost like phone booths. He was directed to one of the booths, and sat down on the metal stool. Across the orange counter from him, behind a glass divider, sat Hidan. They grinned at each other for a second, then Hidan reached for the phone on his side of the glass, and Naruto did the same.
He felt relief seeing the man. They had worked together for three years, and he knew him better than most people. He had been warned that this first visit would be short, and was only being allowed as a special exception.
"Blondie. I kept telling them I wouldn't say a fucking thing unless they arranged conjugal visit with you, but it looks like this is the best we could get."
Naruto laughed. "Damn, I've missed you guys. How are you holding up?"
"Fuckin' sucks in prison. Food is shit. But the ass isn't bad," Hidan grinned. "It's good to see you're out. I don't get much news in here. Was wondering what happened to you after you went ape shit in the jail."
"Yeah. Not one of my better decisions, but it worked out. It's a little weird, though. This guy, Orochimaru, paid my bail, and hired an attorney for me," Naruto said, both men aware that their conversation was likely being monitored and possibly recorded.
"Let's do phone sex," Hidan said, which was the signal that he was going to use the code he'd developed. Hidan got a kick thinking about the police and lawyers typing down all his obscene words. He had been one of Nagato's top hit men, and he and Naruto had used the code whenever they spoke about 'business', especially if it was over the phone.
Naruto grinned, and started. "Alright. Take off all your clothes for me." Tell me what you know about this.
Hidan laughed. "No foreplay today, blondie. I'm already naked and waiting for you. I'll wear something special next time." I don't know anything about this yet, but I'll try to get some information for you next time.
"Ok, so I'm not wearing much either. But I'm totally hard for you." I don't know much either, but I think there is something going on.
"Fuck yeah, bitch. How hard are you?" How worried are you? How serious is this?
"Pretty hard. But I'd get even harder if my ex-boyfriend were watching us." Hidan stilled at Naruto's words. There was only one person they referred to as Naruto's ex. And as far as Hidan knew, there was no connection between that man and Orochimaru. So what the hell was going on?
"Is he watching us? You know how hard it makes me when people watch us. Especially your ex. You know he'll fuck you raw if he catches you." You know he'll kill you if he finds you.
"Maybe I'll fuck him raw instead, if I catch him watching. Who knows if he is or not," Naruto said. I'll kill him first, but I'm not sure he knows where I am. I haven't seen him.
"And cheat on me? Nah, you're mine. I won't share you." I'll protect you if I can.
"I know. I won't share you either."
Just then, Naruto felt a hand on his shoulder. "Time's up," the guard said.
Naruto and Hidan exchanged a look. "Tell Dei," Naruto said. "They won't let me see him yet."
Hidan nodded. "I'll tell him next time I'm bending him over in the showers."
Naruto rolled his eyes. "Fucking perv."
Hidan cackled. "I just love my blonds."
. . . .
Later that day, Itachi played Shikamaru a recording of the conversation they had recorded between Hidan and Naruto. "What do you make of this?"
Shikamaru scanned through it. "It's code."
Itachi raised his eyebrows. "What are they saying?"
Shikamaru shrugged. "I don't know. It's a simple code, but not like the ones where you just replace the number one with the letter A. This code is just tying words and phrases to stand for something else that they both already know. I'd have to see more of it to figure it out."
"How do you know it's a code, then?"
"Did you hear Hidan's voice when Naruto mentioned his ex? That was fear. Hidan is a stone cold killer. He isn't going to be afraid of some kid mentioning an ex boyfriend in some fantasy sex scenario. My guess is the ex is code for a particular person that Naruto and Hidan both find dangerous. But I have no idea who. The rest of this is probably code as well, but I just don't know for what."
"We were going to stop allowing Naruto access to Hidan after this."
"If you do, we won't be able to break the code. Let them talk enough, and I can translate it, at least some of it."
Itachi nodded. He remembered what Naruto had told him last night outside his brother's apartment building. That someone had followed him. He wondered now if he should have taken the warning more seriously. He seriously doubted that Hidan would be afraid of Orochimaru. It had to be someone else.
. . . .
Naruto spend the rest of the day walking around the City, checking potential routes for the places he needed to escort Sasuke to during the week. He had burned the paper before he'd gotten home, committing it to memory, but making sure that he didn't make the stalker's job easier by simply documenting all the information and having whoever it was steal it.
Naruto knew which buildings had good security, making it harder to get inside or on the roof. He also matched the location from where he estimated the photos had been taken from, figuring at minimum they should avoid places where the stalker had obviously already gotten access. His final stop was the parking garage under Sasuke's building. Naruto made a note of where the security cameras were located, then talked to the garage attendant about which car was Sasuke's and who had access to it.
He was shown a shiny, black Lotus. Naruto just stared at it for a second, taking in the sleek machine, along with all the electronics inside. Electronics that monitored every place you went, and relayed signals to some GPS satellite continuously telling anyone who wanted to listen where you were located. Naruto hated modern cars. Almost as much as he hated smart phones. They recorded every event in your life, every place you went and how long you stayed. Not what someone in his line of work liked.
"Damn, it looks brand new. Does the bastard even drive this thing?" Naruto looked, noting there was not a single smudge, a single spec of dust visible on the exterior or interior of the car.
The attendant laughed. "Actually, he drives it most days, but he has me detail it every night... interior and exterior. He's very particular. No dust, no fingerprints, no dirt."
Naruto rolled his eyes. "So he's not just a bastard, he's evidently OCD about his car as well." Naruto tried to ignore a brief fantasy of fucking Sasuke hard in his pretty car, smearing the entire interior with cum. He snickered, then thanked the attendant and headed back to Orochimaru's.
. . .
When he finally returned to Orochimaru's brownstone, he could hear heated voices coming from the man's library.
"You told me you would be added to the team prosecuting the Akatsuki. You told me you would get me access to all the proceedings. Why have you not been able to deliver on this?"
"Orochimaru-sama," Naruto cringed at the familiar voice. A man he hated with a strange passion. It somehow didn't surprise him that Kabuto was connected to Orochimaru. They both had that same oily way about them. "Itachi has refused my help. I put in a special request, but it was denied. Unless Itachi says he needs additional assistance on this case, I cannot -"
"I don't want to hear it, Kabuto. You failed me once already by not following up on the arrest record of Naruto-kun and missing a key piece of information. If Anko had not been so thorough, we would have lost our leverage over the boy. You know how dangerous it is to become useless to me, Kabuto. I could ruin you."
"Please, Orochimaru-sama. Allow me to make amends," Kabuto's voice had dropped to a seductive tone. Naruto heard the sounds of clothes rustle, and felt bile rise in his throat. He sped up walking past the closed door of the library and headed to his room.
He flopped face first his bed, wishing he could talk to Kakashi. Kakashi would know what this meant, and what Naruto should do. But there was no way to contact Kakashi without raising suspicion. There were too many enemies, with too many hidden agendas. Naruto scrubbed his hands over his face as he got up, stripped off his clothes, and headed to the small shower that adjoined his room. This was not his strength. Nagato and Konan had always been the masterminds behind the Akastuki. Naruto was just a foot soldier. He needed someone he could trust to talk through all the pieces on the game board and figure out what the plays in motion were.
He wondered how he could contact Konan. When the police had foolishly swallowed the tale that she was simply Nagato's lover and let her go after a few days of interviewing her, she had vanished from the face of the earth. The only people Naruto had access to now that had a head for strategy were Orochimaru - and Naruto already knew he couldn't trust that guy as far as he could throw him - or potentially Itachi. Or even Sasuke. But the Uchiha's weren't players in this kind of game. Naruto would probably just find himself arrested if he disclosed anything to them.
He really needed to get in touch with Kakashi. He just needed to figure out how.
-xXx-
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