Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Accidents Happen ❯ The Forming of New ( Chapter 4 )

Accidents Happen

 

Summery: Blood feuds, Shadow's pearl and the Wolf's cage.

 

Chapter 4

The Forming of New

 

Hearing footsteps approach, Neji feigned sleep, laying on the pile of stale hay, knowing Shikamaru, his current cell mate, was in no need to pretend.

“Aw… look here. The love birds are sleeping together, ha!”

“Dude, that was totally lame, man. Surely you can come up with something better then that?” The two guards stood idly by the cell door, looking through the bars at the two male teens.

“But they do make a cute couple, ne?”

“It would be even cuter if they were touching, though,”

“Hmm… What if I used my Chakra Strings on one of them…”

“And see how the other reacts?” The second man finished.

“Lovely,” They chimed in union and the first man started working in his Chakra Strings. It wasn't to long till Neji felt something warm rub his arm…

 

 

A black clad ninja with pink hair and green eyes was making her way down one of the many tunnels, escorted by a blue skinned man by the name of Kisame and two other hired ninja that are, most likely, to be killed when the mission is over.

Coming to an old, weather-worn, stone door, Kisame dismissed the other ninja and a motion for the haired ninja to enter first, already holding the door open.

The room itself was of a curved rectangle. A single wooden desk stood in middle the middle at the far end, littered with papers and a single wooden box, lined, and filigreed, with gold. The light from the high candle stands lining the walls was reflected in the gold, thus giving the box a look of utter beauty and ageless perfection.

Itachi was standing behind the desk looking at a tattered book with the Uchiha symbol on the back. He closed the softly and deposited it into the chest and locked it with a key he picked off from the desk.

“Sakura san,” `His way of greeting,' Sakura thought. “Kisama san” Both bowed after the mention of their names, though Sakura noted a slight pause in Itachi just before he added the prefix to Kisama's name. `Almost as though he is not used to it' “I have new orders from Orochimaru that you are to take care of. You are to leave with the Sound nin and you are to also deliver a scroll on the way. Here are the details,” Itachi handed the pink haired teen a crisp, orange folder from one the many drawers in the desk. “Orochimaru expects you back in less then two weeks. Now, go,”

 

Itachi sat on the oak framed bed, and is probably the first time in years that he actually had the chance, watching a light candles flame, placed on the bedside table, flicker back and forth, casting shadows on his smooth face, enhancing his blood red eyes.

“You should stop worrying so much,” A pair of pale blue hands reached out from behind the Uchiha and started to gently massage the knots out his shoulders, as well as his mind.

“Hn,” Was his only response leaning back into the owner of those now heavenly hands. His bare back met an evenly bare chest and torso. “I… Gomen,” Itachi mumbled to his lover, starting to feel something hard press against the base of his spine.

Warm air passed over the Uchiha's ear and sent an all too familiar feeling to his lower regions. “For what?” The voice held promise of unforgettable pleasure and screams of ecstasy… which elected a small groan from the smaller man.

“I… I should have…”

“Shhh… I understand. We can't show any weaknesses now, can we?” All Itachi could do was gasp in response as a wondering thumb brushed over one his hardening nipples. Something warm and moist swept over the shell of his left ear and the lobe was quickly claimed, one of his weak spots, and sent him into a moaning ball full of delight.

His eyes were already closed when Kisame leaned forward and claimed his lips with his own, slowly swiping at his lips with a tongue, Itachi welcomed the intrusion and allowed himself to be the uke for the night, to bothered by other things to fully concentrate on pleasuring Kisame and himself.

 

 

Neji felt the hand move up and down his arm, warming up his skin too quickly for his own comfort. He was still feigning sleep, when he heard Shika's body move, then a soft groan could be heard… Shikamaru was waking up. Kuso!

Neji was suddenly forced onto his back and found that Shikamura had pinned him, who was now wide awake with both of them blushing like mad.

Snickering could be heard behind them. Neji noticed Shika had shut his eyes tightly before he felt pressure being applied to his, now overheating, groin area from his teammate's knee. It was then starting to rub up and down against him, igniting more and more heat inside of his body.

It soon became too much to hold in and he ended up moaning, loudly, his voice echoing through the room. He swore he heard Shika moan softly to himself as he did so.

“Oi!” A voice echoed down the corridor outside their cell. “You two, get up here now, the meeting is about to start.” The men outside walked off, still laughing at the positions of the two teens inside the cell.

No longer being supported by the man's chakra strings, Shikamura quickly moved his knee off of Neji, but also succeeded on falling onto Neji at full force.

“Ompf!” All of the air was successfully knocked out of Neji's lungs and all he could hear was his blood pounding in his ears and Shikamaru's panting.

“For… forgive… me…” Shika breathed out, while trying to raise himself off of his comrade, with shaking arms. “I don't… know…”

“It's… fine. It wasn't…” Neji inhaled sharply as Shikamaru's knee again made contact with his groin. Oh, fuck, that felt good.

“I …” Shika blushed a deep shade of red turned his face away, closing his eyes tightly, trying to rid himself of the unbidden images Neji conjured into his mind by the sight of the Hyuuga beneath him, panting and writhing in ecstasy when his knee rub against the older teen.

Neji found himself drawn to the blushing teen, and subconsciously moved his right hand to Shika's cheek, caressing the skin with his thumb. Shika's eyes snapped open and he looked down at the older teen beneath him, letting the hand on his cheek move his head down to the Hyuuga's.

“Ne… Neji?” Shika found his breathing quicken pace as his fluttered against his chest. Soft petal lips brushed against his and he suddenly found himself lost with out them, he closed his eyes as he pressed his mouth down onto Neji's. Their kiss was laced with hunger and a burning passion for more.

 

 

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Kiba looks helplessly through the cold, iron, bars of his cell, across the hall, and into the cell of that held Naruto. The blonde's upper body was covered with dark bruises and small cuts, some fresh some old. His loud orange cargo pants were tattered and torn every inch or so.

“Kiba,” The green clad ninja behind the said teen was writhing desperately to see what was wrong with his comrade. “What is wrong? Where is Naruto?” Kiba let go of the bars walked slowly to his friend's side, putting a hand on the smaller teens shoulder and avoiding eye contact.

“He's asleep now,” The brunette whispered. Lee only just got hold of the words. “Don't be so loud, or you'll wake him, ok?” His hand slipped off the green spandex wearing teen's shoulder and Kiba sat down cross legged on the floor.

“oh… yeah,” Lee took the hint. “Ok,” He knew Naruto had been tortured. He won't ask further.

 

 

Kisame stood out side of cell number 32, block 3. The blue skinned ninja softly turned the iron key and heard the soft `click' as the lock came undone. He slowly pushed the door open, reeling in the delight of slowly torturing his prey. He stared down to the wall opposite of himself, a younger, smaller version of his current lover was chained to the far off wall, black bangs spiking off into random directions, some being drawn down by dry blood… not that the boy was physically tortured of course. No, of course, anyone would never dare touch the younger brother of Uchiha, Itachi. But that doesn't mean that no one was allowed to torture the younger Uchiha's friends.

“Sasuke kun,” Kisame whispered hoarsely. “I know you're awake. Don't you want to see some more of your friends that have stopped by?” Sasuke carefully raised his head to face the older man. His always pale skin was now almost dead looking from lack of son and increase of emotional ruin. He could still hear his friends scream…

“Yes,” The older whispered lets see the red haired friend of yours. No?” Sasuke looked back down willing him silently to not mention he knew would come… “You don't want to see Gaara of the Sand? Very well,” Sasuke mentally cringed. Was he going to have to hear his blond friend- “What about Itachi, instead?”

 

 

Two katana wielding guards came to Kiba and Rock Lee's cell. Unlocking the iron bar door, they gestured for Kiba to come out. After being threatened that his friend would be hurt if he didn't comply, the brunette walked over to them, instructing Akamaru to stay with Lee as he went. He was roughly grabbed by the collar and was half dragged half lead down the hall to a solid iron door, with only a very small sliding panel to look through but was currently open.

The guard that wasn't hold the teenaged boy walked over to the door and unlocked it with a key pulled out of a side pocket to the man's black vest.

“You have five minutes. If you know any better,” It was the guard that had unlocked the door that was speaking. “You would make it worth while.” Kiba was then roughly shoved into the cell by the guard that was holding him. It took a while for the dog ninja to get used to the darkness, the sliding panel only let in a dim light, hardly even reaching the other wall.

“Kiba?”

“Wha…? Shino? Is that you?”

“Hn,” Kiba focused his sight in the direction he heard his friend's voice, completely surprised and almost disgusted by the sight laid out before him.

Shino was chained to a wall by his wrists, a small bar coming out from the wall next to him gave the bug wielding ninja something to lean on, but was placed in a position where he had to lean on it, his body in a near perfect right angle.

It was just like how Lee was tied up…

“Shit…” The brunette whispered. The normal cream coloured trench coat the other boy would usually wear was nowhere to be seen, his hiate was gone as well. All that covered the other teen was his usual baggy, brown coloured, cargo pants. “You too? Has everyone been tied up like you are?”

“Only if they are going to be used,” Confusion was evident on Kiba's face.

“What are you…”

“Kiba,” Annoyance was laced in the bug user's voice. “Have you seen Naruto, what he looks like this very minute?”

“Lee and I were placed in a cell right across from his… But,” Kiba started to walk over to his friend, only to hear something crunch beneath his foot. “What?” The floor of Shino's cell was covered with the small carcasses of the Aburame's sacred ninja beetles. “Shino? Why…?”

“The guards here were given orders to kill all of them while I was bound to a wall. But,” Shino kept any and all emotion out of his voice, but Kiba could still hear the sadness from within. “That does not matter now. What does matter is what they are going to do to us,”

“Us…?”

“They are going to interrogate us by chaining you to one of the walls to watch as they torture me,” The Aburame slowly raised his head and managed to look over his shoulder to Kiba. The brunette couldn't help but gasp. Without the forehead protector, Shino's hair was allowed to slump down slightly and his glasses were missing too. Kiba had never seen his comrade's eyes before…

The iris was a chocolate brown while the actual shape of his eyes were sharp, fitting him beautifully…

“Come here, Kiba san,” Kiba walked over, slowly, to his friend. Shino hung his head down again when the brunette reached his side. “I do not know what it is that they are trying to get out of us, but,” Shino whispered. “Do not tell anything. No matter what they do to me, or you, promise me, you will not tell them anything,”

“Shino,” Kiba bowed his head. “I don't think…”

“It is our job, as ninja, for our village, that we tell them nothing. Too many people may get hurt,” Shino sounded almost desperate. “Promise?”

“Yeah,” Kiba kneeled down next to his friend. “I promise,”

 

 

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The young Uchiha didn't really mind the fact that he was handcuffed, no, it was the fact that they were fluffy, probably pink, too, knowing his luck. He was blindfolded before the handcuffs were put on, but he can feel the wool against his bruised wrists.

After being led some way from his cell, Sasuke was forced to stop and turn to his right. He heard the familiar `click' of a door being unlocked, and then he was slowly led through.

“Enjoy,” Kisame breathed the word down his neck, forcing him to suppress an involuntary shudder down his spine. Then the cuffs were gone. He slowly moved his hands to his sides waited for sound, keeping his breathing steady and his heart rate normal.

“Foolish little brother,” Itachi…

Strong hands pressed down on his sides, pinning the younger Uchiha's arms.

“You are mine,”

 

 

 

Dun-Dun Duuunnnnn!

 

Shinji: …?

 

Ceer: hehe… ^-^'