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Some Kind of Wonderful	By : Elli Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 983 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Some Kind of Wonderful
The darkened alleyways were illuminated periodically by the high beams on the cars of the passersby. The street itself had no lamp posts, only sunken gutters and the dim glow of cigarettes as they were passed from mouth to mouth. Sasuke�s new, polished shoes clicked obnoxiously as he walked on the pavement, his arms swaying slightly to accommodate for his brisk pace.

He strode past a group of women who thrust their chests out at him, and didn�t bother to spare them a glance. His gaze was fixed at a point straight ahead and his hand rubbed quickly at his pant pocket, the boxy feel of the switch knife a familiar reassurance. He turned quickly, almost unexpectedly, at a corner, snagging his tailored suit on one of the low metal railings. He lifted a hand to inspect the tear and hissed out a curse, but didn�t slow until he reached the cover of a worn, beaten sign that advertised Dr. Renji�s professional health care service.

He didn�t have time to appreciate the irony.

�Sasuke-kun,� the voice was as oily as the man it belonged to. �Back so soon?�

Sasuke turned sharply to face the man he�d been looking for. His heartbeat sped and his mouth started to water at the thought of what was coming. He jerked up the sleeve of his suit with trembling fingers and exposed his thin, pale forearm. �Hit me.�

The man let out a soft laugh, grasping Sasuke�s wrist in one hand and tracing the veins with the other. �How long has it been? Three days? Four?�

�I don�t have time for small talk, Orochimaru.� Sasuke hissed, throwing his head back and clenching his eyes shut as he felt the first pinprick of relief sinking into his body. His breath left him in a low moan and he could barely formulate a response to Orochimaru�s slyly voiced query.

�More, Sasuke-kun?� Hot, heavy breaths fell on his neck and some part of him that wasn�t drowning in euphoria began to sound off warning bells, but Sasuke was too far gone to care. His entire body was lax, and everything seemed fuzzy around the edges. He wondered blearily if�

CLANG!

�Fucking shit faced cocksucker!�

The shrill yelp had Sasuke jerking back so quickly he tripped over his own feet, his limbs feeling so weighted that he couldn�t even bring his arm back to support his fall. He tumbled into the wall and then tripped again as he tried to find his balance, this time collapsing onto something warm and firm.

He managed to lift his neck with great effort to stare into a half shadowed face. A face. A face that belonged to a� person. He�d fallen on a person. As his sluggish mind came to this poignant conclusion he raised himself on shaky arms, only to fall back again, his chin hitting the boy�s bony chest.

�Naruto.� He heard Orochimaru hiss from behind him. Fishcake? Was that the name of the boy? Sasuke continued to stare at the face just inches from his own, and couldn�t help thinking that the boy was staring back, even though he could make out nothing but nebulous outlines in the dark.

Orochimaru stepped closer and viciously kicked an empty can past the boy�s head. �This isn�t your street, whore. It�s mine.�

Sasuke felt the chest below him rise in indignation as the boy opened his mouth to retort. �I don�t see your name written on it, fucker.�

Sasuke stared in fascination at the way the boy�s lips moved as they formed words. Then the boy turned back towards him and licked his lips quickly, shifting his hips underneath Sasuke as if to buck him off. Sasuke�s nostrils flared as he took in the light gleaming off of that slick, wet mouth, and had the inexplicable urge to bend down and sate his sudden thirst.

�Hey.� This time the voice was husky, low. Inviting. �I don�t do freebies. Either cough up the cash or get the fuck off.� The boy shifted his hips again, and Sasuke felt a rush of heat coil down his spine as they brushed against his. His mouth was dry and his jaw ached from being open so long. He could see Orochimaru�s figure looming in the background from the corner of his eye, and knew in some tiny, functioning part of his hazy mind that the rational thing to do would be to get up, brush himself off, and leave.

�I have money.� Is what came out of his mouth instead.

The boy, Naruto, stiffened beneath him, as if surprised by his answer. Sasuke couldn�t blame him; he was pretty damn surprised himself.

�Sasuke-kun.� Orochimaru sounded more than a little frustrated. �I don�t think Itachi would be happy to see you brought a two cent whore home.�

�There�s a hotel.� The boy retorted quickly, sliding out from under Sasuke with a snake-like grace before standing up and offering his hand in aid. �Two streets down, I know the guy who runs it.�

Orochimaru clawed at his shoulder just as he clasped the proffered hand in his own. �No,� he hissed into his ear, jerking him back, �We�re not done here.�

And then a sharp tug had Sasuke reeling forward out of the alleyway and into the arms of the boy. He saw the sharp glint of something metal in the boy�s other hand �the one that wasn�t clasped in his own�before he winced at the fluctuating light of the dying street lamp and clenched his eyes shut.

�I think we are.� Less of a statement and more of a threat. Sasuke briefly marveled at the many facets to the boy�s voice before a thin arm wound itself around his waist and tugged him upright before propelling him forward.

Sasuke attempted to pull away after the fifth or so step. �I can walk.� He protested, blinking rapidly and swaying.

A soft snort was his response. �And I�m a blender.� Sasuke didn�t have time to ponder this odd reply as the boy plowed forward, dragging Sasuke with him. �What�d he give you? Shit, do you even know?�

Sasuke paused in counting the red dots that had manifested themselves underneath his eyelids and thought seriously about the question before rapidly shaking his head no. The boy cursed viciously under his breath and walked faster, occasionally muttering about pompous rich asses who thought they were invincible.

They reached the aforementioned hotel faster than Sasuke thought they would, though he did suspect that he�d been close to unconscious for the majority of the walk there. The hotel in itself was as shabby as its surroundings, and seemed to blend into the brick walls that guarded it on either side. The windows reminded him of the thick mushroom soup his mother had sometimes made him drink, and he wondered if they would taste anything like it too.

The sudden flood of light when the boy opened the door made Sasuke gasp in pain and nearly double over, but the boy quickly pulled him to a darker, damper area, where the air seemed to stick to his skin and congeal. When the pounding behind his eyes had receded somewhat, Sasuke risked glancing quickly around, and caught only a shock of bright red hair and piercing green eyes before he was hauled through a door that seemed to materialize out of nowhere and pushed onto what he guessed was a bed.

The door closed with a click that reverberated through his skull. The lighting in the room was soft enough for him to open his eyes a scant inch, but provided enough illumination that he could make out the face of the boy that had more or less saved him. He was pressed against the door, and looked as apprehensive as Sasuke felt, despite the cocksure tilt of his hips. His hair was dark and lanky, falling limply over his forehead and into his eyes, which Sasuke could now see were a vivid blue.

Something about the boy�s appearance felt� wrong, a bit like the taste of milk going vaguely off felt wrong, but Sasuke didn�t have time to pinpoint it exactly because the boy stepped forward and quickly pulled his skimpy shirt over his head. Sasuke stared blankly at the boy�s thin chest, from the prominence of the ribs underneath to the sharpness of his collar bone to his pink, pebbled nipples. The latter made his entire body hum with sudden heat, and the reality of what he was here for and what he was about to do finally sank into his bewildered mind.

�I�m not a fag.� He was startled at the sound of his own voice: hoarse and trembling, with an edge of desperation. He tried to avert his gaze as the boy raised his eyebrows but found he couldn�t drag his eyes away from the boy�s chest.

�A blowjob then?� the boy asked casually, walking up to the bed and placing his palms on either side of Sasuke, trapping him as effectively as if he had been in chains.

�Didn�t you hear me? I said I�m not a fag.� He tried to ignore the sudden rush of panic that skated down his spine. What was he doing here? God, why was he here? What was he doing?

A hand slowly skimming across his stomach caused him to jerk out of his alarmed state. The boy was watching him with those blue, blue eyes, a contemplative tilt to his head. His hand continued to rub his stomach, running over his expensive shirt once, twice, and Sasuke felt all of his muscles loosen as he fell limply back onto the bed.

The boy crawled onto the bed over him, straddling him loosely as he reached for his belt buckle. �A mouth�s a mouth.� He murmured, unsnapping his pants and tugging his belt off in a quick, practiced movement. His eyes flicked to Sasuke�s face again, and his mouth curved into a wicked smile. �Isn�t that right, Sasuke?�

The sound of his name from the boy�s lips had Sasuke�s hips bucking up in lewd demanding. He swallowed hard as his pants were drawn down his legs, pretending that he wasn�t in some raunchy motel, high off of who knew what, about to have sex with a boy. Sasuke threw his head back, clenched his eyes shut, and pretended he didn�t hear the boy laugh lowly at his plight.

And the boy? Naruto? Naruto slid off Sasuke�s boxers, bent his head between his legs, and let him pretend.

---TBC---

A/N: New idea of a story from me. I'm kind of unsure about it -- I love the premise of druggie!Sasuke and hooker!Naruto, but I'm not sure how you guys will like it. So, please review and let me know! It'll make me feel a whole lot better and inspire me to continue.

Also, a lot of people have been asking about the seme/uke issue, and that frustrates me because I don't think it should matter at all in the grand scheme of things. But since all of you want to know, this will *primarily* be SasuNaru. As in, Sasuke is the penetrator and Naruto is the penetratee. But keep in mind that I don't consider Naruto the uke. Liking to take it up the ass doesn't make him a submissive. You could think of it as him "topping from the bottom" because he IS the one with more experience.

And please don't expect this to be the fluffy, perfect kind of sex that you find in most fanfics. It'll be dirty, awkward, and real. That means uncomfortable wet spots, bad breath, weird tastes, and having to stop in the middle. It's called real life. If you can't handle that then I suggest you hit the back button and find something else to read.

Other than that, enjoy, and leave me a review with your thoughts.

Much love,

Ella
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