Adult-FanFiction.org : Naruto

Backwoods	By : Ljiljana Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1000 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Naruto manga and anime do not belong to me and I make no money writing this.

Chapter List
- 5
- 6
- 7
Warning: You
remember all those times I kept saying Horror!
Not for young and sensitive! Be careful! and all
you got to read was Naruto going Where�s
my mommy? And my daddy? Yeah. We�re there.

Chapter Five

Once adrenalin wore off, Naruto could feel his face
swelling. It was definitely not his first time to take a hit, but Sasuke was
sure not holding back. The entire left side of Naruto�s face was hurting, pain
stretching in jolts over the top of his head. After only several minutes, when
he would try to examine the damage with his fingers, the touch would send waves
of intense nausea to his stomach.

When Kakashi towered over him, both of them standing only a few feet
from the BMW with the killed guy still in it, Naruto had a feeling that he would not
get any sympathy from that side.

�That was stupid.� Kakashi said. His voice was not loud, but
it was deadly. �I told you to go back to the inn. I told you not to go out
there. You disobeyed me twice.�

Naruto protested, �But I heard someone��

�I told you.� Kakashi said, overstepping Naruto�s
words, still calm but cutting. �And as long as you are in Konoha, you have to
listen to what I say. That was dangerous. Whoever did this is
dangerous and armed. You could have gotten yourself killed, the both of you.�

With a glance sideways and the last part, Kakashi included
Sasuke into the lecture.

�I was just trying to stop him.�

Kakashi ignored Sasuke�s barely valid excuse and gave them
both one last warning look. �If you so much as go to the bathroom without me
saying that you could, I will lock the both of you up. There is a lot of shit
going on right now, I can�t waste my time and worry about the two of you
running around and fighting like a couple of ten-year-olds.�

That wasn�t exactly how they fought. It was more like a
couple five-year-olds digging for the same toy � only with much bigger stakes.
Besides, Naruto didn�t hit Sasuke nearly as hard.

�You will now return with Gai to Konoha, in my car. He will
drop you off outside of the inn. Go inside, and stay there until I know what�s
going on around here.� Kakashi�s eyes flickered over Naruto�s face. Looking
right up at them as they moved from such small distance, Naruto noticed that
there was something wrong with his left eye. It moved weirdly. �And put some
ice on that.�

Knots in Naruto�s stomach loosened a little. Kakashi was
angry, but it was because he was worried. He nodded again in acceptance,
thinking how it can�t be too hard to just follow what someone as competent as
Kakashi ordered. He had things under control. He will find Jiraiya�s murderer.

Want to give him a hint?

It came out of nowhere, that voice. It sounded like it was
Naruto�s but it wasn�t, it was deeper, somehow old� but also loud and
clear, reaching out to all parts of Naruto�s mind, making him gasp from the
surprise.

�W-What?� He stuttered aloud. No
one even heard him. There was no answer.

Who would answer anyway? It came from the inside of his
head. Naruto scanned the area around him anyway; the thick tree trunks, Kakashi
talking to Sasuke in hushed tones, Tsunade kneeling on the free seat next to
the dead driver and examining the body, Lee and Gai turning onto the road. It
didn�t belong to any of them, of course it didn�t. Maybe Naruto just imagined
it? Yeah, that must be it.

�Come on.� Kakashi said. Sasuke was already going to his
car. Naruto followed. On the road, Lee was walking into the car already when
Kakashi gave the instructions, talking to Gai. �Take them back. This is not a
good time to be out - especially out on the road. If that coroner doesn�t show
up soon, I will have to do something on my own.�

�Isn�t Tsunade enough?� Gai questioned, gesturing for Naruto
come into the car through the back door he was holding open.

�She will have to be. It�s too hot.� Just as Sasuke opened
the other back door of the car, Kakashi raised his voice. Not too much, not to
yell, just to be sure Lee would hear it, too, though the open window. �People
need to be careful, but I don�t want panic in the town. Choose carefully what
you are going to say.�

Konoha, small as it was, was already in shock after what
happened to Jiraiya. Having two murders in one day will cause quite the
disturbance, with a good reason. If Sasuke was right � and he sounded certain,
so convinced that the both men weren�t killed by the same person, it just made
things worse.

Naruto got into the car, slamming the door behind him and
wincing from the vibration he had caused. He had to tell Sakura everything, of
course. She had to know that it wasn�t safe to walk around Konoha right now.
And he also had to tell her that he didn�t do anything, she had to know that
there was nothing to be afraid about, that he would never do anything to hurt
her.

Yeah, you should make sure she feels really safe with us.

Naruto, who was cooling his cheek on the window, carefully
not pressing the lower part of his face on the vibrating glass, snapped his
eyes open. There was that voice again, mocking and amused now, but still
somehow� knowing. If Naruto was ever to choose a voice to synchronize
the talking bush in a religious movie, he would choose that one.

Oh, I like that. Me, a God!

Naruto was holding his breath, listening, trying to get a
hold on himself. It couldn�t be just a fluke, it happened three times. There
was a voice inside of his head, talking, mocking his
thoughts like it had a separate mind, one that was finding Naruto a ridiculous
little nobody.

He wasn�t feeling well. His head was hurting; his mouth was
still dry, burned out. If there was a voice inside his head, then it was a consequence
of dehydration and the punch Sasuke landed on his head. Naruto was neither
insane nor having an alien transmitting antenna up his ass. He just needed some
water and maybe a nap.

When several seconds passed without strange voices giving
sarcastic comments, Naruto relaxed a little. He lowered in his place a little
to lean his head on the back of the seat and looked up at Sasuke, who was
sitting next to him.

�What was Kakashi talking to you about?� He asked. He wanted
to start using that little he had on Sasuke right away, but the questions he
really wanted to ask had to wait.

�None of your business.�

Naruto smiled a little. He should have known Sasuke would be
a hard nut to crack. He just wouldn�t have the same flavor otherwise, that odd attraction
about himself.

�I can still change my mind.� He said. Sasuke had to turn to
glare at him, but it was mostly annoyance what Naruto saw in the gesture. Lee
gave them a curious glance from the front seat. Naruto grinned back at his
earnest, serious face, even though his sight went a tiny bit blurry from the
pain that followed the gesture. What he said was for Sasuke alone. There was no
way Lee could understand it.

�That guy,� Sasuke said, nodding his head to the road behind
him. �He had my father�s name and contact information on him. Kakashi just said
that it would probably be better if I stay at the inn for now.�

�Oh.� Lee said from the front said, like he figured out
something. He might have, so Naruto listened. �Because now
both murders are connected to your family!�

Naruto opened his mouth, but Sasuke was meeting his gaze,
warning all over his face and he shock his head faintly. Naruto shouldn�t ask
about that. He shouldn�t ask about what connection was there between his
godfather being dead and the Uchiha family - was Sasuke insane? Or,
considering what he heard in the station earlier, what was the connection
between Jiraiya�s murder and Sasuke�s brother.

Naruto snapped his mouth shut, pointedly. At least he was
learning what questions to ask first. Sasuke was making sure he would not ask
for a second longer, and then he turned his gaze to watch the road over Lee�s
shoulder.

Signs of the restless night were becoming more obvious on
him. The unnatural paleness was getting an unhealthy yellow glow, Sasuke�s
shoulders were slouched and he was holding his arms over each other, like he
was cold in the middle of the afternoon, in a car without air conditioning on.
There was some drabness in his entire appearance, maybe because the lack of
color in his clothes. Longer strands of his dark hair were falling down
knotted, messed up and�

And you want nothing more than to grab him for his hair
and pull his head down into your lap.

Naruto snapped his head up. Pain sent a wave of sickness to
his stomach because of the sudden, violent move but he didn�t care. It was the
voice again, and it said� What the fuck was that?

Look at him.

Not knowing what else to do, Naruto looked.

I know you are thinking about it. So beautiful, isn�t he?
Don�t you want to see him down on his knees, turning those penetrating eyes up
at you while sucking your cock?

Shocked, because no, he wasn�t thinking anything like
that, he had no time or the opportunity and besides, Sasuke would kill him
dead, Naruto flinched and stopped breathing.

You should tell him how ill you are. He seems like one of
those sympathetic idiots, they are easy to manipulate. He�d help you up to your
bed. We can have fun then.

By the time voice was finishing, Naruto was pushing his back
into the corner between the window and the seat as hard as he could. The voice
seemed to be more then just a voice, it was putting ideas in Naruto�s head; and
as he watched Sasuke frowning at him, with a little bit of worry in his eyes,
he was so, so fucking tempted. It was making him want things, see things � and
Sasuke would look good on his knees, or on his back, willing and ready�

You�re doing just fine on your own; you don�t need
my help with this one.

And then:

I like mine younger. But if you add
some blood in the mix� Yes. Blood is always welcome to contrast
beautiful fair skin. He would look better than most, smeared with it.

�What?� Sasuke said, leaning toward Naruto a little bit, his
pale face lacking thick red drops sliding down his cheeks they had a second ago
in Naruto�s head. Was he insane? Couldn�t he see that that wasn�t a good
idea? Couldn�t he see that a voice in Naruto�s head was bathing him in blood?
�What�s with you?�

Naruto swallowed some air, because there was nothing else
left, there was not even a hint of moist in his mouth . It hurt his esophagus. Something
was wrong with him.

�Naruto?� Lee was also frowning
worriedly, looking back over his shoulder.

Naruto waited for the voice to tell him more, but it didn�t.
It was quiet, but it didn�t go away. It was just waiting for something it
considered amusing to say something.

�Is he alright?� Gai asked. He had no time to wait for an
answer, though. �We�re here.�

The car indeed stopped. Naruto found the handle blindly
behind him and stumbled out, into the shadow of a maple tree near the entrance
to the inn. There were voices behind him, Gai asking something, Sasuke talking.
Naruto ignored them. What was wrong with him? So much pain, that wasn�t normal
either, regardless to the punch, the sickness and that fucking voice!
Did he have a concussion? Naruto couldn�t remember having one before but he was
pretty sure he would have heard about it if concussions talked.

�What is it with you? Does it hurt that much?� Naruto looked
up to see Sasuke, standing in front of him on the sidewalk, worry and guilt all
over his frown, like he knew he made Naruto insane. But the voice was right, so
right. Sasuke was beautiful, more so then anyone Naruto had or wanted before.
How had he missed that until now? Why did he need a voice talking about blood to notice that lovely skin, those dark, intense eyes?

Naruto blinked fireflies out of his sight and swayed.
Awkwardly stretching his arm, Sasuke stepped forward to help him. He only
earned it to be slapped away.

�What are you doing, are you stupid?� Naruto told him,
growling like a rabid animal. �Get away from me!�

Sasuke wasn�t moving, though his arm fell down. �Why are you
holding your head like that?�

Only then, Naruto became aware that he was pressing his
palms over his ears; an unconscious attempt to block out the voice. How utterly
ridiculous, the voice was already inside.

�Why do you think I�m holding my head?� He snapped,
half out of wish Sasuke doesn�t find out he�s going insane, half out of
helplessness. �You hit me there! It hurts!�

�I hit your jaw and it wasn�t that hard.�

Sasuke was right, actually. It wasn�t that hard, not enough
to cause all this pain and nausea and phantom voices, but they were all there,
making a party in what was left of Naruto�s brain. So what was this? What
happened to him?

You never before kept your conciseness after getting a
concussion. It is nothing to worry about. I can help you, I can heal you. Just
take some sleep now.

Naruto let his arms down from the relief. That was right; he
had a hard day so far. All he needed was some rest, a nap. Yeah, he was just a
nap away from being normal again. That was a really good input. For a change.

�Naruto?� Sasuke questioned, still
standing there.

�It�s okay.� Naruto assured him, even offering a smile. �I
need to sleep now and then it will go away.�

Instead of mirroring his relief, which was what would be
normal in Naruto�s opinion, Sasuke�s face was a picture of frozen horror. He
stepped back once, then twice, unnaturally fast. His eyes, not moving from
Naruto�s, seemed to be the only link that was stopping him from turning around
and running in the opposite direction.

�What?� Was all he said. Naruto
could hear the alarm in the words, he could feel fear stretching from Sasuke to
him, washing over his senses, singing and talking and promising sweetness
beyond everything he had ever tasted before�

Now, that is me. Having the power over people feels good,
don�t you think?

It felt good. But Sasuke was afraid, he was afraid of Naruto
again and he had every right to be. Naruto opened his mouth again, offering
inwardly to whoever might be listening and was interested everything they
wanted for a mouthful of water. �Sasuke?� He
whispered, recognizing finally his own fear compressed in the name. �I think I
have something in my head with me.�

That wasn�t what Naruto wanted to say. He didn�t want Sasuke
to think he was crazy, or to be even more afraid. He didn�t mean to say it
aloud, because that made it corporal, real. He wasn�t counting on having the
opposite reaction. He wasn�t counting on Sasuke suddenly moving closer and
wrapping his arm around his waist to help him move.

�I�ll help you.� Sasuke said, as Naruto let himself be led
and refused to acknowledge just how good it felt to have Sasuke so close, so
irrationally familiar and cozy. �This is my fault. I�ll try to help you but you
have to stay conscious.�

Nonsense. A nap and you
will be as good as new.

Sasuke stopped to open the door, so Naruto used it to lean
his head on Sasuke�s shoulder.

He thought about it. Should he believe a voice in his head,
one that was talking about blood and sex before, or Sasuke? Neither one liked
him, neither one cared. If only Gaara was there, Gaara would know what Naruto
should do. Such an important decision and Gaara was not there to tell Naruto if
he should stay awake or go to sleep. The world was such a cruel place.

He didn�t want to think about it. He didn�t want to make a
decision right now. All he wanted was some water.

Naruto sighed, feeling like he is falling, falling endlessly
in the darkness behind his eyelids. Sasuke shifted, releasing some air and
shaky voice into Naruto�s hair. �You have to stay awake, Naruto. Please?�

Awake? Yeah, it was only afternoon, long hours before the
time for rest would come. But he was tired now.

�Why?� Naruto asked. Maybe the answer would help.

Sasuke was quiet for a long moment. Then he said. �Because
that thing you have in your head takes over when you�re unconscious.�

So what?

So what? So Naruto was supposed to let it out and leave
Sasuke alone with it to add some blood to the pictures he was providing
earlier? Uh, no. Maybe there was something else
the voice wanted to say, but Naruto interrupted, talking to Sasuke, making a
promise of his own. �I�ll stay awake, I�ll try. Can I have some water now?�

Sasuke finally opened the door of the inn and pushed Naruto
inside with him. It was probably a yes. At the very least, he was still holding
his arm around Naruto, and that was almost as good as water right then. Almost.

�Sakura?� Sasuke called from the
hallway.

It was too loud, his voice was too loud. It hurt. Naruto
took a deep breath through his mouth so he wouldn�t flinch away. Sasuke was his
support, he wasn�t even sure if he can walk without it. He didn�t want to try.

Sakura, fired up with the urgency in the call, met them
where the hallway was taking the turn for the large dining room through the
open double door. �Hey, what�s� Naruto?
What happened to you?�

She was wearing a red dress, short and cute, and despite of
the circles under her eyes, there was such a refreshing air of normality around
her, Naruto couldn�t do anything but make an effort and smile. �Just a concussion. Everything will be fine.�

He wasn�t even done when her curious and worried face became
one big, confused frown. �But � but your eyes��

�You have to go out.� Sasuke interrupted her, both with
words and by grabbing her arm to drag her toward the entrance door. Sakura had
resisted some, but she let him throw her out in the end. �Go straight to the
restaurant and stay with Ino, okay? I�ll call you back � or, Naruto will.�

Sakura opened her mouth, Naruto saw from where he was
leaning to support himself on the wall next to the
door. She couldn�t get anything out before Sasuke snapped the door shut and
locked them, using the key he retrieved from a hook.

Staying all alone with us? Locked in? What
courage. I might enjoy this boy of yours more then I
though I would at first.

�Shut up.� Naruto said. He was getting worse, he couldn�t even
snap at the voice. Sasuke gave him a questioning glance, but one of those not
overly curious. Naruto opened his mouth again. �Water.�

�Yes, I know.� Sasuke answered and took his arm again. �Walk
with me, it should help you stay awake.�

A flare - hot, burning, bright with rage and indescribable
itch to move and lick and hurt, awoke in Naruto�s stomach and he gasped.
The only reason he was still on his feet was because Sasuke was holding him up.
It couldn�t be easy for him, but it was certainly more difficult for Naruto to
dig his nails into his palms so he wouldn�t do anything � necessary,
liberating, blissfully good � and hurt Sasuke.

�Maybe � maybe it would be better if you � if you are not so
close.�

Sasuke let go of him instantly, Naruto actually ended up on
the floor, hitting it hard when he landing on his knees. The voice inside was
amused.

His fear is the most attractive thing I have sensed in
this place for many years. He�s too amusing to kill. I want to fuck him.

Naruto opened his mouth to tell the voice to shut up again.
What he croaked out was: �Water.�
He could see Sasuke�s legs moving, hopefully to bring
something Naruto can drink.

You don�t know what thirst is.

That one was definitely not true, that fucking liar. Naruto,
with his tongue swollen, burning mouth, cut lip and that horrible, pulsing
headache that couldn�t even compete with the need for water, he knew what
thirst was. He knew.

Would you really give anything for a glass of water? You
were offering it just a few minutes ago.

That was just something to think, a way to express his
thirst. He didn�t mean it. What would anyone want from him anyway? It was just
thirst; Sasuke will get him some water soon.

A wet, shaky hand on his forehead surprised Naruto, he didn�t realize he was keeping his eyes close
before he opened them. Sasuke was leaning over him, holding a jug of water.
Naruto wished he could smile; that was what he considered good thinking. He
took the jug and drunk instead, in huge, painful gulps. He stopped being
desperate for the liquid when he had half of it inside, but he couldn�t stop
anyway. It felt as if he doesn�t take all he can, right then, he might never
again get a mouthful of water.

You didn�t answer me. What would you do for a mouthful of
water when you are thirsty? Would you drink his blood if it was the only thing �

�Talk.� Naruto interrupted the
voice, surprising himself with how much difference in volume the lack of thirst
brought.

�What?� Sasuke said, and then probably thought better of it,
or understood. �What about?�

�I don�t care. Just talk, so I can focus on something else
besides��

He couldn�t finish, and it wasn�t because his voice was
weakening, or because of the headache. He just didn�t want to say it aloud.
�Did you see the carvings around the inn?� Naruto squinted
across the floor where Sasuke slid down to sit and leaned on the frame of the
double door that, always wide open, was separating the hallway from the dining
room. Sasuke seemed to be asking seriously, so he nodded. The pain shot through
the top of his head. �Did you hear the story?�

This time, Naruto decided not to answer by moving his head.
�No. There�s a story?�

�It�s a local legend. You can�t really read it of the wall, it was carved in out of order.� Sasuke said, waving lightly at the wall on Naruto�s right, in the
hallway. His hand was shaking, but his voice was clear�

Use your ears, boy. He is so scared you can barely
understand a word of what he�s saying. He�s so scared of you..

�He�s scared of you, you fucking son of the bitch!� Naruto
snapped finally, aloud. The water was working wonders in his system, he was
still dizzy and in pain, but it was much easier to force the words out. �Now
shut up and let him tell me the story!�

There was nothing in response. Sasuke�s eyes were huge, watching him like a child would a lizard-boy in the
circus. Naruto had to crawl a little, but he moved to mimic the way Sasuke was
sitting, against the opposite board of the door frame. If Sasuke wasn�t hugging
his legs, they would be close enough to touch.

�Come on, then.� He prompted when Sasuke didn�t say
anything. �What�s this local legend about?�

Sasuke swallowed to find his voice again. Naruto was feeling
sorry, but he also just wanted him to talk, it must be better to listen to him
then to the fox, or his own thoughts that were taking more and more horrible
shapes every minute � puke and chains and a bathtub of acid and cuts, cuts
deep and cuts bloody and - despite the tiredness and pain. If this � this
voice was taking control over him when he was unconscious�

�It�s about a man who liked hunting foxes. And about his son.� Sasuke said, successfully cutting
Naruto�s stream of thought as well as silence. �He was respected man in his
time; one of the founders of Konoha.�

Sasuke paused for a moment, and Naruto realized he had
closed his eyes again. He didn�t bother opening them.

�Do you know how foxes are hunted?�

�With guns?� Naruto asked, figuring
Sasuke wanted to make sure he was awake.

Oh, he will notice when you let go. I�ll make sure of
that. I want him rather badly now.
�With hounds. They are scent dogs,
with a strong sense of smell. This man brought Izunuka family to the town
especially to take care of and train his foxhounds.�

�Akamaru�s a mastiff.� Naruto said.

�Yeah, this was a long time ago.� Naruto found it almost
easy to ignore what the voice had said when Sasuke was talking. His voice maybe
wasn�t clear, but it was still melodic. �Anyway, he liked the hunt, and there
was this custom people had back then. When a fox was caught, they would smear
some its blood on the forehead on the youngest part of the hunting party. Then
they would cut off the tail to use it as trophies and sometimes the head and
feet before throwing the carcass back to the dogs. Naruto?�

�Yeah?�

�Just checking if you are still with me.�
Naruto smiled a little, but didn�t bother opening his eyes. The relief was
obvious in Sasuke�s voice anyway; he didn�t have to see it. �Things were
alright at the beginning, but then, the man started to take his little son
hunting with him.�

Yes, I remember that boy. He was much like you, Naruto. Strong will and little brains. My first.

�Shut up.� Naruto told the voice.

Sasuke, already used to it all, kept talking, sure this time
that Naruto was not talking to him. �Boy wasn�t allowed a shotgun or to even
get down from his horse, but his father wanted him with him. When
the next fox was hounded down, because the boy was now the youngest in the
party, hunters smeared blood over his face. While they were doing that,
boy�s father was cutting off the tail of the fox. Something that never happened
before happened then, the hounds failed to kill the animal, it woke up from the
pain when it�s tail was cut off, jumped and ran into
back into the woods.�

He�s telling it so well. I might keep him alive just to
tell me tales. How much do you think he could tell me with a nail through his
tongue?

Instead of repeating himself, telling the voice to shut up
again, Naruto opened his eyes and looked across the floor, where Sasuke was
looking back at him, worried and with his forehead wet from the sweat. He
seemed far away. Naruto wished he wasn�t. It was starting to be cold.

�The next time they went out, it happened again.� Sasuke
spoke again, with more difficulty, but prompted with whatever he saw in
Naruto�s eyes. �The man was starting to be afraid it meant great misfortune for
his son, because when they smeared blood over someone else�s face, the fox
stayed dead. But it always came back to life when he would try to do it with
his son. Like the kid was cursed or something. He
believed that the sacrifice for the bright future of his son that he was
offering was being rejected.�

Idiotic humans. He was
just feeding his own hunger, not offering sacrifices. Neither angels nor demons
are dogs to take the carcass as the offering and be happy with it.

�But he was stubborn.� Sasuke said, the disgust for once
overwhelming the fear in his voice. �He went hunting more often then ever,
always taking his son with him. The tails that foxes were always leaving behind
were sewed into the boy�s clothes and the kid was always wearing it when they
would go out. It wasn�t before the dogs caught the ninth fox that it stayed
dead after the tail was cut off.�

When Sasuke paused, Naruto realized just how cold he was.

I bet he�s warm.

Naruto wanted to ignore the voice, but it was right. Sasuke
looked warm, he was sweating. People who sweat without investing some physical
effort were surely warm, weren�t they? Before he made a decision to do it,
Naruto moved quickly across the floor, feeling a little off but comfortable
with using just his toes and hands, instead of crawling over there, if he
already wasn�t well enough to stand up.

Sasuke was very pale, and very afraid. He was pushing
himself hard back into the door frame, with the force that had to be painful.
Naruto, grateful the moving didn�t cause much pain, smiled at him and placed
his head into Sasuke�s lap. The thigh underneath him was vibrating, Sasuke was
shaking. What was it that he was so afraid of, anyway?

Tell him to keep taking.

�Keep talking.� Naruto said. �What happened then?�

He could hear Sasuke swallow, not to get to his voice but to
get to his courage. Naruto could even feel as Sasuke�s stomach clenched when he
looked at him upside down. Wouldn�t his rectum muscles clench just like that
around Naruto�s cock? That had to feel good.

�He � he�� Sasuke said, and Naruto felt his cock twitch
again at the sound of fear; pure, completely bare fear in his voice. A sound of
laugher congratulated him. �Nothing, nothing for days.
Then the boy disappeared one night and no one saw him again.�

Naruto prompted himself a little higher, so he could lean
his head on Sasuke�s chest and listen to his heard beat violently. �Yeah?�

It was so loud, it sounded as if it was trying to get out of
his chest. Naruto smiled into Sasuke�s shirt. He lived to fulfill a heart�s
desires. Not right away, of course.

�But some years later, children started disappearing to be
found much later, tortured and raped, many of them dead - many horrible things
happened. And sometimes,� Sasuke swallowed again and rushed
in, as if afraid of what he is saying now, not of Naruto. �Sometimes,
people, remaining witnesses claimed they saw a boy near the places it happened.
A boy who had nine fox-tails dragging behind him though the
dirt.�

Things had changed since then, of course. I am not nearly
as unfocused now. I choose my fun carefully. I have you to thank for that � you
and that arrogant little human who thought I could be killed.

Naruto froze where he was � the fuck? But there
was blood surging just underneath the thin layer of flawlessly white skin -
licking a long, wet trail up Sasuke�s exposed neck. The upper part of his shirt
was ripped apart, Sasuke was pale and squeezing his eyes shut too violently.
What was Naruto doing? Why was he doing this? When did he lose it?

�Sasuke�� Naruto whispered, but his vision was already
fading. �You have to run.�

There was nothing at all for a moment. Then, for the first
time since Naruto moved like a four-legged animal to be closer to him, Sasuke
raised his hands and wrapped them around Naruto.

�I hit you, this is my fault.� He whispered back. �If you
are going to kill anyone else, it should be me.�

Naruto tried, tried really hard to move, push himself away,
but there was no strength left in his arms.

Too late. He is mine now.
You should�ve used your time better.

The smooth, old voice and the amusement, eagerness in it
made Naruto push harder, much harder. It felt as if he was ripping himself out
of his skin, hard and painful, but he made it, he fell back on his ass�

...In the empty bright hallway, all alone. Naruto blinked up
on the light that was coming back to him from undefined source, confused. He
was feeling very good, all of the sudden. He was feeling completely healthy,
not a trace of the headache. What just happened? Where was he? He stood up,
realizing he was wet from the water that was covering the floor of the
unfamiliar hallway, paved with dirty white tiles and rusty pipes.

At first it was a strange, lonely place, but� It didn�t
matter where he was. Sasuke was in danger, if he was left back at the inn alone
with the voice. Naruto had to help him; he just had to find a way to get to
him.

So he ran down the hall, to find an exit out of this place
as soon as possible.

tbc

A/N: At it must be very clear by now, this is my take on the
�Naruto has a demon in him in a AU world scenario. No,
don�t go! Don�t you want to know how come Sasuke is such a know-it-all?
- 5
- 6
- 7
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

Backwoods