Awakening of the Forgotten | By : Isilme Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 960 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Awakening
of the Forgotten
His already delimited outlook was being
reduced to a silent cry of pain. Stinging pain in his neck,
his shoulders, the bare surface of his torso. The boy closed his eyes shut,
his sight being so clouded by then as not to distinguish anything besides tiny
lights product of his confusion and hopelessness. Sure he could fight. The
problem was, he didn’t remember how to, or simply didn’t care enough to get rid
of that twisted torment. No help would come, and in any case he preferred to be
torn into pieces before being discovered in the crazy man’s grip. The
punishment for forsaking the ones who believed in him was severe enough for him
to accept it.
‘Sasuke-kun, I thought you would
at least provide some entertainment by fighting back,’ said the reptilian voice
with feigned boredom.
The boy shivered, barely noticing that no clothes were
left on his body. The cold velvety hands seized him by the armpits as if he
were a lifeless doll and positioned him with his back on the floor. That
impossibly rough tongue ran through his body, clearly tasting the blood from
the wounds that its owner had made with his nails and fangs on the pale,
unspoiled skin. Sasuke remained passive and pressed
his back against the stone, trying to fuse with it, to vanish. Suddenly, he
felt that same tongue enclosing his neck and starting to press harder so that
he began to lose his breath.
‘I want you to look, Sasuke-kun.
It would be a pity having to kill you here and now,’ Orochimaru
said. ‘You would never get your revenge.’
That word always made him react. He opened his eyes
and stared at the man’s snake-like ones, as if he expected to be given the
definite key to his revenge in a matter of seconds. The sannin
looked pleased and released his neck, moving instead to the lower parts of Sasuke’s body. How the hell could his hatred towards his
brother make him forget that he was being tortured and abused without offering
resistance? What would he think? He, the one who used to care for him ages ago,
to advise him to become strong. Not even the Chidori
rendered him any stronger anymore, because he lacked inner strength.
Those were Sasuke’s thoughts
when he noticed that the feeling of pain coming from his wounds was being
replaced by something awakening between his thighs, independent from his will.
The tongue was seizing and jolting his abruptly arising erection, sending a
swell of electricity through his teenage flesh. No, not this.
But he couldn’t restrain his body from responding to the violent stimulus, and
he gasped when he felt one of Orochimaru’s hands
stroking his sacks, the other rubbing and almost scratching his abdomen, all at
once.
Not you. Stop it. But his lips didn’t move. He’d never
been concerned about sex, he had taken for granted
that some day he would have some with Sakura, at least to thank her for all her
interest. However, curiously enough, no girl came to his mind at that moment.
As his body was driven slowly towards the edge, he stared at the ceiling and
envisaged a face with sparkling blue eyes and whiskered cheeks. The face
belonging to the one he had left lingering on the ground many months before.
No, not lingering. He couldn’t be dead, he was Naruto
after all. Sasuke heard the blonde’s voice calling
him from afar, from his deepest and most treasured memories.
He didn’t realize that his manhood was completely
inside the sannin’s mouth, who
sucked it and bit it with temperate power. Pleasure overwhelmed the dark-haired
boy’s body and he came within the cruel cave, his heart still thinking about
his best friend as his flesh quivered with involuntary delight. Now Orochimaru would let go of him. Right?
‘Your taste is delicious, Sasuke-kun.
I bet no one has ever tried it before me… But now it’s your turn to give me
pleasure.’
Those words he heard clearly, and felt immediately
disgusted. He would never play an active role in that situation. Not with him. Never. He glanced at the older man’s yellow eyes, his
impossibly white skin, his solid chest. When the
beastly tongue was guarded within his mouth, one could have said Orochimaru looked almost human. A curtain of pitch black
hair fell down over his back and shoulders, and his lips were twisted into a
devious grin.
‘I’m giving you the knowledge of forbidden techniques
you wanted,’ he said. ‘Don’t tell me you didn’t considered
paying me.’
‘I told you…’ Sasuke spoke
for the first time since he was on the floor, rising a little. ‘I don’t care
about what happens to me once I’ve killed my brother. Take over my body or
whatever you like. But now leave me alone.’
‘Not now that I’m starting to have fun…’
The sannin grabbed his arm
and pushed him so he was lying on his back again.
‘Leave future matters for the future, Sasuke-kun. I’ll take your body in a different way now.’
When Orochimaru removed what
was left of his own robes, and started licking and biting mercilessly every
inch of the boy’s flesh he could reach, Sasuke began
to understand. He didn’t give a damn about the pain anymore, but that… was
a different matter. His mind went back to Naruto
again.
* * *
‘Oi, Ero-sennin,’
Naruto said, following the old shinobi
towards a wooden building. ‘Wait a second, don’t tell
me you’re going to spy on them again? They discovered you the other
day.’
They were heading for the female public bath again
and, even if the blond fourteen-year-old ninja was a bit tired of his
superior’s fondness of girls, he was glad to have a break in their hard
training.
Jiraiya had already found a good hole in the wall to carry
out his voyeurism. Naruto sat on a bench nearby and
looked distractedly at the building’s main door. He sighed. As if he were going to come through that door at any moment… Suddenly
the door opened, and there came one of the prettiest girls Naruto
had seen in his whole life. She was tall and slender in her red mini-dress,
with long black hair tied back in a ponytail at the back of his head. Her skin
was pale and radiant, and she stopped still when she saw Naruto
looking at her in a daze. Noticing that he wouldn’t react, she approached him
slowly.
‘You’re always around here lately; only perverts do
that. Or boys waiting for their girlfriends,’ she said calmly, a faint smile on
her lips.
Naruto was taken aback by her eyes. Deep black eyes, pitch
black eyes that seemed to conceal the answers to all the mysteries ever
phrased. The same eyes.
‘I’m not… waiting for a girlfriend. And the pervert is
him,’ he managed to say, pointing at the distracted sennin,
who was fifteen metres away.
‘Then what are you doing?’ she asked, smiling widely
now.
‘Looking at you…’ he replied, being sincere to the
bone. ‘I’m Uzumaki Naruto…
and I’m a ninja in training,’ he tried to correct himself.
‘I’m Riku. Kurotsuki Riku,’ she said,
studying him with those eyes.
Naruto felt completely drawn to her, as if he were under
some sort of spell. He began to feel ashamed of his dirty training clothes and
very messed-up hair for the first time. He was a peasant beside a goddess. A
goddess who might be three or four years older than him…
‘I’m in a hurry. But will Uzumaki
Naruto be around tonight?’ she asked, looking serious
and cryptic again.
‘S-sure…’
‘I may be, too.’
Without saying another word, she turned around and
walked off quickly, soon getting lost in the crowd of busy citizens. Naruto was still puzzled.
That was the reason why he washed himself a little and
told Jiraiya about some great tavern in other side of
the city, arguing that he had his own business that night. The older shinobi smiled and went to the indicated direction. The
blond went back to the stone bench when the first star appeared in the sky.
A million hours passed, or maybe just half an hour, he
didn’t know, until Riku finally appeared. She was
wearing a grey mini-skirt and a tight navy blue t-shirt. All that rang another
bell that Naruto simply didn’t pay attention to.
‘I thought you might not come. After all, you don’t
know me’ she said, greeting him.
‘I had…no other plans.’ The typical excuse, he
thought. He was imitating adults.
Her bright lips curved into a smile again and Naruto almost fainted. She would be an unbeatable rival, he
thought.
‘Do you want… to eat something?’ he said, and they
started walking.
‘Yeah, why not. Let’s go in, then,’ she pointed at the public bath
building.
‘In there?’ he was shocked.
‘I live there. It’s not only a bath,
it’s also a little traditional hostel. I rule the business together with my
aunts. The food is delicious, in fact I cook it.’
He couldn’t say no to such self-confidence. The girl
seemed to know very well what she wanted, and she imposed respect. Naruto followed her through one of the back doors of the
building and found himself in a comfortable wooden room with kanji-decorated
tapestries on the walls. He sat down at the table and the girl disappeared for
some minutes, then came back with a tray of food. Naruto started eating. It was ramen. He smiled at her, and
her eyes smiled back. That must be heaven.
* * *
Sasuke clenched his fists. A cold finger had found a way
into his rear passage. Orochimaru’s other hand was
holding him still in place. He felt weak and abandoned for the first time, but
somehow he thought he deserved worse than that. Sweat covered his forehead as
he felt another finger opening the tight path a bit more. Naruto
lying down, submitted to his will. He tried to keep
his mind blank but the blonde remained there, and caused his aching erection to
stiffen again.
* * *
Naruto never stopped looking at her date. His heart beat
fast. He wanted to kiss her more than anything in the world. When they finished
their dinner, he stood still, hoping his wishes would come true. Suddenly the
black eyes were only inches away from his blue ones. He got lost in them. He
lost the little self-restraint he had, and kissed her. To his big surprise, she
responded and the kiss was long and intense. His first kiss.
Wait. It wasn’t.
* * *
Orochimaru panted with excitement as he held his own manhood
with his free hand, making sure it grew completely hard.
‘Are you a virgin, Sasuke-kun?
I’ll tear that precious thing off. It will hurt more if you resist, so it’s up
to you.’
* * *
‘How old are you, Naruto?’ Riku asked after breaking the kiss.
He looked down. He was only a kid,
he sure had made some mistake.
‘Fourteen.’
‘I’m seventeen. You’ve sure grown up to be that young.
But I like you anyway,’ she smiled cryptically. ‘Do you like me?’
She asked the last question using her nails to scratch
the boy’s neck and chin softly. Naruto shivered. He
was getting really aroused, so he could only nod. Riku
took him by the hand and led him to a separate part of the room where there was
a wide futon.
* * *
Sasuke felt aroused and sick at the same time. The sannin moistened his own shaft with his unnaturally long
tongue, then moved it to Sasuke’s entrance and,
withdrawing the two fingers he had inserted, wetted that sensitive area too.
The boys legs had already been split open. He closed
his eyes and waited for the pain. Na-ru-to.
Won’t you come here?
* * *
Naruto knew what she was implying, but he couldn’t believe
it. After all, he hadn’t thought seriously about… doing that so soon. However,
the goddess was watching him, studying his reactions. He was no coward. He put
his arms around her waist and kissed her neck, as they had approximately the
same height.
‘You have no experience, right?’ she asked calmly.
He stopped kissing her and shook his head, a bit
embarrassed.
‘Even better,’ she said, and made him sit down on the
futon.
Riku knelt down too and started undressing before Naruto’s astonished eyes. Second after, only her black bra
and thong were left on her pale skin. Dark. White. Another bell. Ig-no-re-it.
She removed Naruto’s black t-shirt and jeans without
opposition.
‘You are quite strong ,aren’t
you?’ she asked, apparently pleased. He blushed, fearing that his “problem”
down there was evident as none.
‘Are you sure you want… that?’ he said finally. As the
dark-haired, black-eyed girl licked his neck, he realized he was unprepared. He
knew nothing. A sudden memory took his mind over.
‘Don’t be scared. Leave it to me.’
They were lying on the futon already. His boxers taken down, a gentle hand touching him. A pale hand. He felt warm and his thighs shivered. No one
had touched him like that. No one, save the person in his
dreams.
* * *
He was being torn in two. He surely was breaking. A
long hard thing had entered his body in a single thrust, and drops of blood
dripped down his skin. This was the supreme punishment. Not getting Naruto. Being ravaged by a crazy old
murderer instead. The sannin groaned in
pleasure and started moving. Sasuke’s mouth was
disturbed by that nightmarish tongue again. Occupied
completely. He wanted to throw up, but his body couldn’t move at all.
* * *
Naruto let Riku do. She made the
growth of Naruto’s erection complete and she stopped
touching there, feeling that the boy wouldn’t hold it for long. Seconds later,
he was on top of the girl who-now he could tell clearly-resembled that someone
so much it hurt. It hurt down there. It hurt within.
‘You’ve… done this before, right?’ he asked.
She looked a bit sombre.
‘More than once,’ she replied, her eyes darker than
ever. ‘Go ahead, Naruto. I want it.’
The blond followed his instinct and unbuttoned the
girl’s bra, throwing it apart. He looked at his very white breasts, which rose
and fell following the rhythm of her breath. She was fragile. Yet strong. Her thong was removed next, and Naruto saw clearly what he had to do. Yet he doubted. Riku sat up and made him change positions, whispering on
his ear that it would be easier the other way round. Naruto
moaned in surprise as she literally sat on him, the boy’s manhood penetrating
her. It felt weird and good, he thought. There was only something missing. She
started moving and the blonde knew he wouldn’t hold it for long. Yet he tried
to control himself. But the only one controlling everything was that powerful
black-haired girl. The one currently defeating him.
* * *
Orochimaru rocked back and forth inside Sasuke’s
flesh, thrusting harder every time, smashing the boy’s groin in each movement
forward. Forgive me, Sasuke thought. His mind
was getting blurred. It was the pain. Or the guilt he felt for not having
reacted on time. The shame of his virginity being taken away
like that. What would Sakura think… what would he think of proud Uchiha Sasuke now. He wanted to
laugh. And cry.
* * *
Naruto felt overwhelmed by the pleasure. Riku
moaned and leant her head back as she moved violently, impaled in the young shinobi’s manhood. The boy was sweating. If only she were
him. If he had never left, stealing his love away without knowing it. Love. Yet Naruto loved that
beautiful girl too, the one who had made him forget. The one who was making him
remember. Sasuke, you bastard. He climaxed, his vision finally
blurring, seeing only a white mist with a pair of pitch black eyes in between.
No longer caring if he said it out loud, Sasuke’s
name was born on his lips.
* * *
The reptilian sannin came
after a beastly push, spilling his fluid within Sasuke’s
formerly unspoiled backside. His tongue was still raping the boy’s mouth
insistently. Sasuke had almost fainted by then, he
maintained consciousness during the short lapse that took Orochimaru
to make him climax again, then blacked out.
He dreamt that his wounds were carefully healed by the
hands of his friend. That time went back. To the day they accidentally kissed
each other. To that first moment from which he could have
done things right. No. They had shared many memories after that. Then…
back to the place where they fought for the last time. Where
he should have kissed Naruto. Where he should have decided to be taken back home.
~Owari~
Author’s Notes: I know this is asking for a sequel. I’ve said almost
nothing about Riku, and the image she gives is not
very cool. But hey this fic wasn’t meant to be a
fairy tale, quite the contrary. My writing a sequel will depend on the critique
I receive… so please review ^^
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