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Possession
Disclaimers: I own none of Naruto characters. They
belong to Masashi Kishimoto-sensei. But I do own some of the characters that I
made up to be the members of Akatsuki.
Summary: Sasuke, now a 16 year-old ANBU gets a
mission to track down the Akatsuki hideout. But during the mission, in order to
save Naruto's life, he gets captured. This leads to something much more than he
has ever bargained for.
Warning: Incestuous yaoi. Violence. Bondage. Semi-rape. Some OC. If
you find any of the said materials disturbing, I suggest you leave this page
immediately. You've been warned, so please don't flame me about that.
Pairing: Itachi/Sasuke slight Sasuke/Naruto
Note: Due to the fact that the older version has some html code
errors, this one is the fixed version.
Chapter I: Chain
Cold. Sharp numbing coldness cut into his skin, stinging him--neck,
wrists and ankles. It was hard to move, even more so to breathe. The shackle on
his neck was so tight that it was almost suffocating. Not to mention the wounds
he had got from earlier. Every blow was meant to be fatal yet he managed to
avoid getting cut in the vital spots, thus he was now still alive. But that
didn't spare him from this humiliation.
The Uchiha heir growled, pulling harshly at the chains. Normally,
he would have freed himself by now with the unbinding jutsu but now that he
tried to concentrate on his chakra, he felt nothing at all. He yanked, yanked, yanked
and yanked but it seemed that only bring his wrists more pain. Damn it. He
mentally cursed, wanting nothing more than to tear the chains off like they
were merely sweet meat. Of all the restrainers restrained him, he hated the
neck shackle most, for it made him feel like being someone's pet.
He, the most talented ninja in Konoha, the best of his class,
the successor of Uchiha heritage, reduced to be someone's pet.
He moved his head a bit--the said metal made a clink-clank
sound--just to glared reproachfully down at the said restrainer. The strong
metal glared coldly back at him, giving him the sight of thin silver line
despite the heavy darkness that enveloped him, blinding his sight. His long
midnight-black bangs that veiled one of his eyes didn't help either, only
blinding the sight more. Sighing deeply, he let all of the tension leave his
tired body. He really needed rest. No matter how brief it was.
As he closed both of those obsidian orbs, the images of
earlier event flashed in his mind like a camera shot...
Baka Naruto.
xxxxx Flashback xxxxx
A blond boy; around the age of sixteen, jumped down from his
perch on the branch. Readjusting his ANBU mask, he looked around, scanning the
area. Safe. There was no sign of any Akatsuki member. He then turned to have a
good look at the surprisingly extravagant mansion, where it was reported to be
the hideout for dangerous S rank criminals: The Akatsuki Organization. The boy
tried to suppress his excited grin. It was four years back from now that he
remembered encountering two of them. They were very powerful and he had been no
match for them. But at the moment, he wasn't a young boy who needed anyone's
help or protection anymore. He, Uzumaki Naruto, was going to prove them. He
would show his rival, the pretty boy, Uchiha Sasuke that he was the one getting
them first.
Well, there was another reason that he wasn't sure himself. But...
He didn't want Sasuke to meet his older brother.
True. That man was a powerful opponent. And a god-damned
good-looking one. That's it. Naruto didn't know why but somehow he found
the knowledge of listening to Sasuke's speech of avenging his clan so
disturbing lately. And it wasn't disturbing because he had heard that for the
thousandth time. It was just that... he was jealous. And that didn't make sense.
He knew Sasuke and Itachi were brothers and they wanted nothing but to shed
each other's blood. Actually, he couldn't say that for Itachi but for Sasuke, yes.
So why was he feeling like this?
It isn't like I'm in love with that bastard, right? Right?
No way. Naruto shook his head. There was no way he was in
love with Sasuke. After confirming himself that, he took out a kunai, holding
it in a tight grip and made his way toward the towering mansion. He had no idea
he was being watched by one of his fellow comrade from another tree.
What does that dobe think he's doing? Hell, he'd better not
ruin the plan.
The raven haired-boy frowned, measuring the cost through and
fro if he should go after the blond boy or not. But...
"Damn! It's a trap!"
On hearing that, the Uchiha boy rushed forward to the
direction Naruto's voice came from.
"Look at what we have here." Kisame sneered, putting
off the boy's mask. "The Kyuubi itself eagerly comes into the trap. How
convenient"
"Kyuubi? You mean this boy's...?" Another man with
him asked, peering at the boy with curiosity. Naruto glared at the man, his
hands trying to free himself from the net that hung to the tree. "Are you
sure it's this boy, Kisame? He looks stupid."
"Who are you calling stupid!?" Naruto snarled
angrily. The man smirked and shook his head slowly--chestnut hair swishing this
way and that. "He's really stupid." He nodded to himself and turned
to Kisame. "Are you sure?"
"Of course, Shiryuu. You can ask Itachi-san if you don't
believe my words." replied the shark-like man.
The chestnut haired-man known as Shiryuu went silent at the
mere mentioning of the name, his violet eyes sparkling dangerously. He hated
Uchiha Itachi with all of his being. He didn't understand why their leader
seemed to favor the Uchiha bastard so much. Sure the man was incredibly
beautiful, he admitted but he was also untouchable. The bastard was like a show
thing in an exhibition. You can look but you can't touch. And that knowledge
made the chestnut haired-man hated him more.
Naruto didn't miss this. "You seem to fear Uchiha
Itachi a lot, eh? I'm not surprise you're no match for him. You're so weak that
you have to use this trap, aren't you? I bet if you fight me, you don't stand a
chance to win!" He mocked, raising his chin challengingly as if to anger
the man even more. "You are such a weakling."
Shiryuu snapped. He quickly took out his kunai, ready to
stab Naruto through the heart before Kisame could stop him.
Swish.
Another Kunai flew past his shoulder, making a swift cut
across the man's cheek before cutting the net. Naruto fell to the ground with a
thud, seeing a black blur in front of him. That was when Kisame decided to take
out his Samehada, swinging it at the Kyuubi's rescuer, who evaded it easily in
one fluid motion. Behind the ANBU mask, Kisame saw two glowing blood-red orbs
fixing toward him with intensity. Now he knew who it was.
"Sasuke?" Naruto voiced.
"Hn. Dobe, always get yourself into trouble." The
Uchiha boy said, unsheathing his katana and blocked the flying needles coming
right at them.
Naruto stood up and took a fighting stance. "Che. If it
wasn't because of that stupid trap, I would have beaten the ass out of that fag!"
That comment made the chestnut haired-man become even more irritated. "Watch
you mouth, boy!" And with that, he disappeared from where he was in a
blink and appeared behind Sasuke and Naruto while Kisame landed another blow in
front of them, barely missing its targets by a few strands of hair. Both boys
then turned to see hundreds of deadly needles fly their way.
Shit! Too late to evade.
Clink. Clink. Clink.
Some of the needles were blocked away with katana but some
of them were able to come past their guard, embedding themselves in their skins.
Yet the attack wasn't that powerful to prevent them from keeping fighting. With
a battle cry, Naruto charged forward at Shiryuu. He was about to attack with
Rasengan. But suddenly…!
"W-what!?" Naruto stopped dead in his track. His
entire body became paralyzed. Shiryuu smiled victoriously. "Do you think I'm
merely using such needles for attacking? That's really stupid. Now you're going
to pay for your dirty mouth, brat!" He bent down and picked up Naruto's
dropped katana.
"Hey, Shiryuu, we can't kill this boy!" Kisame
protested.
"Naruto!"
Blood splashed.
"Sasuke! Why did you-" Naruto began, staring at
the boy before him in horror but Sasuke quickly shut him up. "Shut up, dobe.
Run! Now!"
"But you-" Naruto swallowed the lump in his throat
as he saw Sasuke's Sharingan glare dangerously at him. "Naruto, listen. They
want the Kyuubi. We can't let them have it. You understand? Go!"
Naruto looked hesitant. He turned and saw the two Akatsuki
approach. He bit his lips. "I'll come back for you, Sasuke. I promise!"
And taking one last glance at the raven haired-boy, he ran off.
"You won't going anywhere!" Kisame roared, running
after the boy but Sasuke blocked the way.
"Your opponent is me." said the Uchiha boy, putting
off his ANBU mask, revealing his face and two deadly Sharingan orbs. Mangekyo
Sharingan, to be exact.
"You...!" Shiryuu stared at the boy before him in
shock.
Kisame sniggered. He'd already guessed what the chestnut
haired-man's reaction might be seeing the boy's face but seeing it was just
priceless. He didn't like the man much but this wasn't time for that. He had
matter at hands to do. Dealing with Mange Sharingan meant getting into big
trouble but the boy wasn't in his best condition. And the Kyuubi did said it
was going to be back.
Kisame grinned. He knew who was going to win.
xxxxx End Flashback xxxxx
Sasuke opened his eyes at the sound of the door being slid
open. Bright light from outside pierced through the darkness of the room in a
straight line before the door was closed again, leaving him back in the thick
blackness. Then there was a rustle of clothes and the room was illuminated with
the light from the expensive chandelier as someone turned on the switch.
The young Uchiha's composure went tensed. He glared at the
man before him hatefully yet he didn't struggle against the chains or make some
useless speeches. He knew it was no use doing so. He still wanted revenge but
he wasn't so hatred-driven as he was four years ago. He had to control that or
else being possessed by the cursed seal. So he merely glared, maintaining cool
composure.
Itachi studied his little brother's feature, memorizing
every bit of the vision displayed before him. The little runt had grown up, turning
into this beautiful complexion of a sixteen year-old boy. His look almost
mirrored Itachi himself yet there was no ugly scar that marred his milky-white
skin...maybe saved for the one he had left in his heart since Sasuke was eight.
Those black strands weren't spiky but grew out long, though not as long as
Itachi's, past his shoulders and was tied into a ponytail, which ended at the
middle of his back...
Sasuke jerked as Itachi's hand slid up his thigh. He stared
at the man before him with wide eyes. Itachi ignored that and plopped a small
blue pill into his mouth before grabbing the boy's delicate chin with his other
hand.
"W-what're you doing?" That was the last sentence
Sasuke could say before his brother's warm lips silenced him—tongue invading, forcing
that little pill down his throat.
TBC
I just ended it here before you get too excited. Ahahahaha!
Review pretty please.
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