Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Broken ❯ coping ( Chapter 10 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: blackarora 
dealing with the aftermath.
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Psychological / Hentai / Action | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 02.19.2005 | Updated On: 12.09.2005 | Pages: 3 | Words: 5.7K | Visits: 2.2K | Status: Completed
dealing with the aftermath.
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Psychological / Hentai / Action | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 02.19.2005 | Updated On: 12.09.2005 | Pages: 3 | Words: 5.7K | Visits: 2.2K | Status: Completed
chapter 10
Coping
Warning M/F lime
A/N beta addition is in the works, Bookworm the wonderful has agreed to beta this story and paradise for me. but with the holidays looming and me being a bah humbug i did not want to bog her down. so all new chapters will go to her first, but re-writes, like this one she will be editing at her leasure. it did not seen fair that i heeped lots o chapters on her just because i like to hide from the holidays and the result is lots more computer time and more chapters coming out.
thats why this chapter is up so quick.
well enjoy.
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Sasuke opened his eyes and was met with the soft glow of the lamp next to the bed. Looking up to the ceiling and recognizing it as the one from the room Orochimaru had assigned him to. Shifting and feeling the soft cotton sheets that were placed over him, rubbing on the parts of him that were not covered in bandages.
Lifting his right hand and hissing from the stab of pain from his wrist, he brought the appendage up so he could look at it. There was a splint that covered him from fingers to elbow with a slot for his thumb. He could move his fingers slightly, but not enough to be much use. Forcing himself to sit up he pulled the soft sheet off and looked over the rest of himself, surveying the damage.
Bandages around his chest and abs, his left knee was in a brace and blue bruises covered him from head to toe. His wrist and leg did not hurt as long as he did not move them, but the soreness in his rear was constant. He had been cleaned up and dressed in overly large dark blue boxers, so the waist band would not aggravate the cuts on his hips. There was a bandage on his arm from where there had been an IV and his left thumb was taped to his hand so he could not move it.
Closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, wincing as it aggravated the bite on his throat, the raven haired teen recalled jerking his left hand out of the ropes that held him to the head board as the demon plundered his rear. The oh so satisfying crunch as his elbow smashed in to the beasts face and forced him off of and out of him. A minor victory in a war he had ultimately lost. Opening his eyes and seeing the countless small scratches that did not need bandages put over them and the spaces of his body that was entirely wrapped in the white gauze, he shuttered.
What was he going to do now? What should he think?
It felt like he had lost a part of himself, not only his virginity. Something that was important was forcefully taken from him. His dignity was crushed and Orochimaru knew what had happened. The snake knew every thing that happened in the sounds city and always found a way to use it to his own benefit.
Did the snake still want him to be his next body, now that he was tainted.
Not tainted but dirty, filthy, used by a demon for his pleasure, he was nothing more than a beasts whore. Would the snake still let him stay here even if he was nothing more than the beasts cum rag, did he even want to stay here and finish what he had set out to do, Naruto must of known what was going on.
That single thought made it feel like someone was squeezing his heart. Naruto, his best friend knew what was happening, he had to know, it was his body and he still let it happen. The stupid blond dobe that he was trying to save had let the demon rape him.
Tears jumped to Sasukes eyes and the constricting sensation in his chest got worse. It fucking hurt, the rape and the betrayal by Naruto. Is that what Orochimaru wanted? To get them to hate each other? To get it so that every time he thought about the over active blond he would cringe, so the he would not want to help him escape.
Orochimaru was a possessive bastard and never wanted to let something go. So more likely he would be made to stay here or else have the entire populace of Konoha know that he was the feared demons little pet. Not only would the people think he was a traitor they would think he was the Kyuubis willing fuck toy. Not just a traitor but a uke whore as well.
Sasuke rolled over and buried his face in to the soft pillow, to smother the noise as he cried.
Once again he was powerless to stop the wrongs he faced. First his brother killing his family and then the violation and abduction of his best friend, now the fox raping him. The tears stung his black, swollen eye and his rear throbbed painfully, he twisted the pillow under him as fragments of his former self, shattered around him.
The cold, strong, efficient Uchiha that was always one step ahead, never saying sorry even if he was wrong. His whole purpose in life was to kill his brother and revive his clan. He had lost to Itachi and was saved by a beast that just wanted to fuck him brutally, losing his chance to help his friend out of this place. How could he stand back up and face Naruto again, knowing that he was just a pathetic little cum rag of the demon inside the blond. How was he supposed to be able to fight his brother and win when he could not even keep a wounded dobe from beating him. Even if he did miraculously beat Itachi, who would want to be with a demons toy.
He was tainted, used, filthy, just like Naruto was.
Lifting himself to his elbows and opening his eyes, the raven haired teen looked down at the wet, mangled pillow. Remembering the way the beast watched him as he rode the fox for all he was worth. The vulpine grin across Kyuubis face and the kneading, almost massaging hands on his thighs as sweat beaded on the tan brow. The already sweat soaked blond hair splayed around the whiskered face like a misplaced halo of sunlight.
He had liked it.
Not the pounding, mindless thrusts that caused him nothing but pain from before, but this. The demon on his back under him and him on top ridding, in charge of the powerful beast. Controlling the pleasure he felt and the pain. He was still being fucked by the demon, the beast had never truly given up control, but the orgasm he had from the actions, was the best one he had ever had.
Not even the few times when he jerked off, did the climax feel as mind numbing good as it had been with the fox.
Closing his eyes and seeing the blond beast panting and moving under him, thrusting erratically in the throws of his own orgasm. The blond hair and flushed skin, the soft pink lips that he had felt countless times ghosting his skin before fangs pierced his flesh. In his orgasm muddled brain, he had been drawn in by those pink lips on the sea of sweat soaked tan flesh. Feeling the demon move under him and shift, he took the opportunity and pressed his own mouth to those crushed velvet lips and for the duration of the awkward kiss he had been in charge fully of the great Kyuubi no Kitsune.
Only to open his eyes and see Naruto’s tired blue eye looking back up at him. For some reason he liked it better having the blond dobe under him than the un godly powerful fox. The notion shocked him and he rolled away, still confused by his feelings as Naruto curled up to spoon with him.
"Stupid fucking dobe."
Sasuke whipped his eyes open and flung the pillow off the bed, where it collided with the lamp and knocked it to the floor. There was the sound of glass shattering as the ceramic lamp broke and the bulb was crushed, plunging the room in to darkness.
He could not like the blond morron like that, he had a clan to revive. Even if Naruto had been through the same ordeal and still wanted him, their was no way.
Male + male = no children. Simple logic.
Being gay did not fit in to his life’s plans. It had felt good after the pain of the mating with the demon, so he was just finding a way to cope that’s all. If he liked it, then he was not raped. Besides he had never been with a woman so he did not know if he was gay. Getting off felt good no mater what. Right. So maybe the good feeling after all the pain made him think that he liked it. So he was not gay. Was he?
Flinging several more pillows off in to the darkness as he tried to fathom his own feelings on the issue, there was a soft knock at the door but his internal rants prevented him from hearing it.
The raven haired teen had been raped by his best friends body and the more he thought about it the more it ate his insides up. It was not something that could be fixed, it was not like the doc could give him his dignity and pride back. Or even take the feeling of shame away, the more he thought about it, the more shamed he felt. Above all the encounter made him question himself, something he had never done before. He questioned his abilities, strength and most disturbingly his sexuality. All of the endless questions zooming around his head preventing him from noticing when the over head lights were flipped on and someone stepped in.
'I was raped by my friends body. These are Narutos bite marks, why didn't you stop him dobe? You stopped him from killing me in Konaha. You were there inside him, did you enjoy watching me be fucked by the beast? Did I enjoy fucking myself?’
The sudden overwhelming urge to punch something took over the raven haired teen and as he rolled out of bed to find a victim, the movement sent pain up his spine and his knees buckled out from under him. As he dropped from the pain, a pair of pale delicate hands wrapped around his shoulders to steady him.
Pushing away from the soft yet strong grasp he looked up at the owner of the hands. A black haired female with oddly sharp, yet distanced eyes was standing in front of him, barring the way to the nearest punch able object. She smiled a sweet but obveously forced smile at him and fixed her mini skirt that had ridden up. Sasuke recognized the woman, she was here when he had first arrived over two years ago.
“Benisato, what do you want?”
He had no tolerance for the whores Orochimaru kept around and was feeling extra intolerable at the moment. The woman grabbed a capped syringe and piece of paper from where she had tucked it in her bodice and handed it to him.
The spy watched the battered teen on the floor take the syringe and read the folded paper. She had read it as well, all it contained was instructions on using the morphine and a schedule of places he was to report to. First was with Master Koshi to work on his sharingans illusion capabilities since his wrist would not let do the hand seals for ninjutsu and his knee prevented him from any standard of taijustu.
Something about the entire situation was screaming at her as wrong. Besides the fact that Orochimaru had used Naruto’s best friend as the demons mate, knowing the beast would viciously rape him. But also knowing that Sasuke was the only one that Naruto was comfortable around enough to let the mating happen. The whole affair sickened her, but there was still some thing off.
Being in the harem she had seen her fair share of rough sexual encounters. People thought that whore’s could not be raped because it was their job, but no is no and some of the other girls who could not defend themselves had been forced to service men unwillingly. Never once did the whore that was raped get morphin for pain. Not even the one who had her pelvic bone broken, got such a strong pain killer. Plus starting him back up training as soon as he was awake seemed fishy.
She would have to look in to it.
Sasuke set the note and syringe on the night stand and forced himself to stand up.
“Why are you still here?”
“To make sure you’re awake and ready to meet Master Koshi on time. It’s 4 in the morning and it will take you some time to shower and re-bandage yourself.”
She saw Sasuke look over to the clock on the dresser a slight expression of surprise on his otherwise emotionless face.
“You have been asleep for almost 24 hours strait.”
The raven haired teen grunted and took a step towards the bathroom only to have his knees buckle again. Swiftly she caught him before he could hit the ground, her arms wrapped around his chest steading him as he rose to his feet.
She was taller than him by an inch and his soft black hair, so like her own, fluttered against her face. She expected him to push her away again, but instead he wrapped his own arms around her and leaned up to press his lips to hers.
She felt the question in the kiss, not directed to her, but back at the teen. He was questioning himself and needed her to help him find his answer. Opening her mouth to move things along, she felt him jam his tongue in with out much style or ability. Not liking the pathetic attempt, she pulled her head back and broke the sloppy kiss.
Sasuke was glaring at her, the muscles in his tensed jaw twitching and she had to hold her giggle in. He was not going to ask her to do anything and her pulling back told him that she was unwilling. She could feel the teen start to move away when she whispered in his ear.
“Here let me show you how to do it right.”
He was to cute to be left as a bad kisser.
Leaning back in, she gently sucked on his bottom lip then dipped her tongue in to his waiting mouth. Running it along the roof of his hot cavern then the underside of his tongue. Then twining it with his untrained tongue only to pull it in to her own mouth. Where he slowly started to do what she had just done to him and try a few new places instead of just jamming it in and moving it around.
The dark haired spy smiled around the kiss, Sasuke was a good student and was kissing back more competently already. Benisato felt his unsure hands drift down to the bottom hem of her laced up bodice and she broke the kiss again to whisper ‘go ahead.’
She could see the uncertainty in his dark eyes and gave him a quick peck on the lips before removing the bodice herself. It was rare for her to encounter virgins, most of the time the males she dealt with had been broken in to their particular sexual tastes long before she got to them.
The stoic teen standing before her that had always looked to made of ice and unaffected by what was happening around him, had the uncertain aura of a first timer. Although having survived the wrath of the mating demon, he could not be called a virgin.
Guiding him to the bed and relieving him of his boxers she felt his flinch and stopped. Looking up at the teen she ran her hand through his dark hair, then caressed the un-bruised side of his face and waited for him to get comfortable again. He had been raped, she reminded herself again and was trying to prove that he was still a man, amongst other things. She would let him lead, let him have the control over his own body he desperately needed.
Benisato watched as Sasuke settled himself between her legs and held himself over her. Caching her lips in a kiss before entering her with a quick thrust. He was a fast learner and the kiss was more than competent, slowly he started to rock his hips and she rose up to meet him, wrapping her long pale legs around his bandaged waist and guided one of his hands to her breasts.
Using her legs she pushed him down farther to get him to change the angle of his shaft entering her, she moaned and purposely tensed her inner walls, making Sasuke moan as well.
She would teach him to be a good lover as well as giving him what should of been his first time.
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A strategically placed kick sent Naruto rolling in to the bed, waking him. Looking blearily up at the snake, he set his throbbing head back down to the floor.
"Wake up, your due for training."
Orochimaru hissed, then kicked him again and having no room to roll, slammed the back of the teens head in to the bed.
Grabbing on to the lump that was growing on the backside of his skull, Naruto glared up at the pallid man. He remembered that the snake wanted to use the demon inside of him and had sealed him. But regardless of who put a seal on him, he was the one that had to control the demon, he was like the beasts leash.
"I'm not going to help you."
Faster than the blond thought possible Orochimaru had punched him across the face, hard. The blond was seeing stars and idly wondered if his cheekbone had been broken. Looking up at Orochimaru who was smirking, Naruto defiantly stood up and balled his fists at his sides.
"I'm not going to help you kill people."
Orochimaru was standing less than two feet from him and the blond was very aware that he was still nude. Despite glaring up at the man that still was taller than him, the blue eyed teen was shaking, he did not like the snake that close to him. The blond knew that he should not mess with the vile snake, that he was tempting fate, but he would not let him use Kyuubi for his own demented purposes. That what ever happened to him was better then being responsible for the whole sale slaughter that the sounds leader wanted. Orochimaru raised his cold hand making Naruto flinch, but only traced the kanji carved on Narutos chest.
The blond did not look down at the almost caressing touch, instead watching the snakes face as he started to talk.
"But you are a monster and that is what monsters do. Do you not remember last night and what you did to your friend?"
Naruto did remember last night, Sasuke screaming and crying. He was a monster, a beast, a thing to be despised, the people of Konaha were right to hate him. Naruto glanced at the bloody bed sheets behind him.
'Sasukes blood. I do not want to be a monster no matter what.'
Naruto closed his eyes and took a deep breath, he knew that he would get hurt for this. He gathered all the spit in his mouth and spat it in to Orochimarus face. The glob dripping down the sickly white cheek.
"I WILL NOT HELP YOU."
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Naruto looked blankly up at the ceiling of the room Orochimaru had returned him to. Yesterday still burned in his mind, the beating from the snake before he was dragged, still nude, to a small side room that had been converted in to a medical laboratory. The vile bastard had asked him again if he was going to cooperate and at his adamant decline, had strapped him to a cold metal table and let a sinister looking doctor cut him open.
No anaesthetic or pain killer, just a leather strap that gagged him and binding’s that prevented him from moving. As the doctor cut him in the general area of the seal, he could feel the demon wake up and attempt to take over. Only to be stopped by the new seal Orochimaru had place on him. The new seal did not prevent Naruto from hearing the demon like the old one and as the beast roared an unending stream of curses between his ears, the scalpel bit deeper in to the flesh of his stomach.
When he was positive that he would die, the blue seal let up and the burning sensation of Kyuubi healing him overtook his abdomen. There was not enough chakra let out for the demon to take over, but enough for him to survive having his gut laid open.
It did not make any sense to the blond. They had spent 4 days healing him and had even put pins in his hand to ensure he healed correctly. So why were they dissecting him now?
As the scalpel dipped and dived, the doctor having to keep re-cutting or the demon would close the wounds, Naruto’s consciousness retreated to the demons cage and watched as the beast raged against the bars, having to stop from time to time and send out more chakra to keep him from dying. Naruto had gone to Kyuubi’s cage when he had passed out from whatever torture the two men felt like doing and now he was relying on the demon again to get him through this.
Then it was over and he was being shook. He had been released from the straps that held him and Orochimaru had rinsed the copious amounts of blood, off of him. The blond did not move, could not move. Despite Kyuubi closing the cuts, his gut throbbed and stung, the cut muscles screaming in agony. Silent tears fell down his cheeks, his voice having given out from screaming so much, as he laid there on the metal table.
Suddenly a chilled hand reached out and brushed the tears away.
"Naruto you will either train and work for me or you will be a lab rat for the rest of your life. Which is it?"
Not liking either option he weakly said ‘no’.
The snake grinned and caressed the side of his face gently as more tears fell from his one remaining eye. He knew it would hurt and when Orochimaru slammed his hand in to Narutos mutilated gut he released a charge of electricity making the blond scream all over again. The blonds body involuntary lurching and arching off the table before the snake stopped and asked again.
Over and over, the charges of electricity getting stronger with each refusal, until he saw the smoke from his own flesh burning and agreed. He would play the snakes game and as the new seal on him loosened again and the red chakra rushed to heal the burns, he could feel the cold hands lift him up.
He could barely breath on his own at the moment and offered no resistance as the pallid man carried him to the room. It had been cleaned and the sheets changed and as he lay limply in the bastards arms, tremors from the demon un-frying his nerves made him jerk erratically. He could feel his heart beat slowly return to normal and was blissfully unaware of how long Orochimaru stood in the room holding him, before placing him on the bed and pulling the covers over him.
The snake checked his pulse one last time then set the alarm clock on the night stand next to the bed.
“Your training starts at 5 AM sharp. Remember Naruto I’m the only one that controls the demon. The seal will not let you use the beast with out me letting it. There is nothing for you but what I have planned, now get some sleep, you’ll need it.”
The snake turned and left, shutting the door behind him and the sound of the lock clicking in to place was the last thing he heard before passing out.
Now looking back up at the bleak ceiling, Naruto took a deep breath and flinched as it strained the tender flesh of his stomach. Cautiously he ran his fingers over the new lines and the fist size electric burn over his seal. Cringing as his fingers encountered the charred, but healing, flesh.
It was 4:30 in the morning and by all rights he should be sleeping, but the demon was restless and the new seal did not protect him from the beasts surging emotions. Waking a few hours after Orochimaru had left from the dream/ memory of Kyuubi eating the towns folk of Shimota. Falling back asleep only to relive the prior night, screwing Sasuke and having the cold, dark eyes glaring at him. Awake fully now and in no hurry to go back to sleep knowing that the beast was still reliving the encounter with the raven haired teen and enjoying every moment of it.
Naruto shuttered at the thought. Sasuke had come to try and help him, and the demon rapes him. The memories of Sasuke screaming and crying under him bothered him deeply. Not to long ago he had been willing to die because he had the same thing happen to him. Now he did it to his best friend.
Sasuke must hate him now.
Shit, he hated himself now.
The alarm clack next to the bed went off and a tan hand reached out to shut the annoying buzzer off. Orochimaru would be here to collect him soon, to train him.
Yesterday, after he had agreed to be a willing participant, the snake had informed him that he was sorely lacking in genjutsu and taijutsu, being barely passable in ninjutsu. Why the snake wanted to train him when all he was after was Kyuubi was beyond Naruto. But if training meant that he stayed off the metal table and was not being fried by electric punches then he would train. He would bide his time and make an escape as soon as he could. Hopefully finding Sasuke in the process and if the raven haired teen still wanted co-exist with a monster like him, then they would leave.
Where they would go was a minor formality that would be dealt with once they had escaped. Konoha would not want him back and if he went to any other town then he would have to find a way to control the demon inside of him.
The thoughts of freedom were pushed aside as the blond attempted to sit up, only to fall back down clutching his stomach. His abs were stiff to say the least and stretching them was not a pleasant affair. Plus he was still a bit twitchy from the electricity pumped through him. Not wanting to have it happen again though, he forced himself to get off the bed and make his way to the shower.
Whatever Orochimaru wanted him for, he would face it and leave as soon as possible.
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Sasuke rolled over and winced from the pain in his rear. The pain in his wounded joints was starting to get worse and every thing else was already throbbing. The soft, delicate hands drifted up his back and the silky voice of Benisato drifted up to him.
“You have to get cleaned up and go to master Koshi.”
Grunting then pulling himself up to kiss the woman like she had taught him to, with just the right mix of passion and raw emotion. Letting his tongue glide over the roof of her mouth then pulling it out and nibbling on her bottom lip. Her hands were running through his hair, then down his back to rub circles in the small of his back. Breaking the kiss he nestled his head against her not to big breasts and started to drift off to sleep. The vibrations of her speaking keeping him from drifting off completely.
“I’ll help you out of the bandages, but you have to take your own shower, I’m late for an appointment.”
Begrudgingly he let go and all the warmth left with the women. Grunting in pain as he forced himself to his feet, then yelping in pain as his left knee buckled and threw him off balance sending him crashing to the floor.
Benisato had already put most of her clothes on and rushed to the fallen Uchiha’s side. Noticing the grimace across his face as she helped him up to sit on the bed.
“Maybe it was a little to soon. Here this should help.”
The dark haired spy grabbed the morphine from the night stand and had Sasuke sit on the edge of the bed, trying not to whimper in pain at having all his weight on his butt.
He had been a good lover, he did not say much, but she could tell he was doing every thing he could not to hurt her. It was such a breath of fresh air after all the men that were after nothing but there own pleasure. Most of the time during foreplay or what the clouts deemed foreplay, she would stun them and make an illusion of herself and letting the men play with that. Keeping them from actually sleeping with her, but she did not do that to Sasuke. The teen needed a real experience. She had made sure that he liked it as much as he was trying to make her like it.
Although now she could see that she went a little over board, Sasukes wrist and knee had swelled up and a few of the bandages had red smudges from re opened wounds. His hips were more than likely sore beyond reason and although she did not like the drug provided, she realized that he needed something to stop the pain if he was going to be out and about today.
Using a belt as a tourniquet, to get a vain to show on his good arm, she started to administer the drug, but was stopped by Sasuke.
“I’ll do it”
Nodding, she handed him the syringe and watched as he injected less than half of the clear fluid in to his arm. He pulled the needle out and removed the belt from his arm. She could see his eyes were closed and a small smile on his face. Slowly he started to rock back and forth before he fell back to lay on the bed.
His actions worried her, the syringe was labeled morphine, but labels could be changed. She ended up staying and watching him as he stayed passed out on the bed for 15 minuets. When he woke his eyes were glassy but he walked like he was fine, a little drunk maybe, but pain free.
Sasuke looked over and saw the whore he had just had sex with still watching him like he had turned in to a carrot. He did a quick check and confirmed that he was not orange so he was not a carrot. He felt dirty and sticky on his legs so maybe he was a potato. That did not explain the stickiness, but for some reason things without explanations were OK.
Standing up, the room spinning around him a few times before it landed, he headed off to the showers. His skin felt hot and his arms and legs felt very heavy, shit he wanted to go back to sleep. Shaking his head to clear up some of the junk that was flying around in there, he removed the bandages and took his shower. Not thinking it odd that the hash soap did not sting or that his breathing had slowed.
Benisato watched him go to the shower and picked up on a few nuisances of Sasuke’s changed behavior. If what she thought he had just taken was right, he was past the immediate danger stage, but was still very much in danger.
Checking her time, she cursed and left the room. She had to get her own shower then report to Orochimaru so he could tell Koshi that he was teaching Sasuke. Hopefully by the time the lesson rolled around she would know if she had just given Sasuke a shot of heroin.
Coping
Warning M/F lime
A/N beta addition is in the works, Bookworm the wonderful has agreed to beta this story and paradise for me. but with the holidays looming and me being a bah humbug i did not want to bog her down. so all new chapters will go to her first, but re-writes, like this one she will be editing at her leasure. it did not seen fair that i heeped lots o chapters on her just because i like to hide from the holidays and the result is lots more computer time and more chapters coming out.
thats why this chapter is up so quick.
well enjoy.
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Sasuke opened his eyes and was met with the soft glow of the lamp next to the bed. Looking up to the ceiling and recognizing it as the one from the room Orochimaru had assigned him to. Shifting and feeling the soft cotton sheets that were placed over him, rubbing on the parts of him that were not covered in bandages.
Lifting his right hand and hissing from the stab of pain from his wrist, he brought the appendage up so he could look at it. There was a splint that covered him from fingers to elbow with a slot for his thumb. He could move his fingers slightly, but not enough to be much use. Forcing himself to sit up he pulled the soft sheet off and looked over the rest of himself, surveying the damage.
Bandages around his chest and abs, his left knee was in a brace and blue bruises covered him from head to toe. His wrist and leg did not hurt as long as he did not move them, but the soreness in his rear was constant. He had been cleaned up and dressed in overly large dark blue boxers, so the waist band would not aggravate the cuts on his hips. There was a bandage on his arm from where there had been an IV and his left thumb was taped to his hand so he could not move it.
Closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, wincing as it aggravated the bite on his throat, the raven haired teen recalled jerking his left hand out of the ropes that held him to the head board as the demon plundered his rear. The oh so satisfying crunch as his elbow smashed in to the beasts face and forced him off of and out of him. A minor victory in a war he had ultimately lost. Opening his eyes and seeing the countless small scratches that did not need bandages put over them and the spaces of his body that was entirely wrapped in the white gauze, he shuttered.
What was he going to do now? What should he think?
It felt like he had lost a part of himself, not only his virginity. Something that was important was forcefully taken from him. His dignity was crushed and Orochimaru knew what had happened. The snake knew every thing that happened in the sounds city and always found a way to use it to his own benefit.
Did the snake still want him to be his next body, now that he was tainted.
Not tainted but dirty, filthy, used by a demon for his pleasure, he was nothing more than a beasts whore. Would the snake still let him stay here even if he was nothing more than the beasts cum rag, did he even want to stay here and finish what he had set out to do, Naruto must of known what was going on.
That single thought made it feel like someone was squeezing his heart. Naruto, his best friend knew what was happening, he had to know, it was his body and he still let it happen. The stupid blond dobe that he was trying to save had let the demon rape him.
Tears jumped to Sasukes eyes and the constricting sensation in his chest got worse. It fucking hurt, the rape and the betrayal by Naruto. Is that what Orochimaru wanted? To get them to hate each other? To get it so that every time he thought about the over active blond he would cringe, so the he would not want to help him escape.
Orochimaru was a possessive bastard and never wanted to let something go. So more likely he would be made to stay here or else have the entire populace of Konoha know that he was the feared demons little pet. Not only would the people think he was a traitor they would think he was the Kyuubis willing fuck toy. Not just a traitor but a uke whore as well.
Sasuke rolled over and buried his face in to the soft pillow, to smother the noise as he cried.
Once again he was powerless to stop the wrongs he faced. First his brother killing his family and then the violation and abduction of his best friend, now the fox raping him. The tears stung his black, swollen eye and his rear throbbed painfully, he twisted the pillow under him as fragments of his former self, shattered around him.
The cold, strong, efficient Uchiha that was always one step ahead, never saying sorry even if he was wrong. His whole purpose in life was to kill his brother and revive his clan. He had lost to Itachi and was saved by a beast that just wanted to fuck him brutally, losing his chance to help his friend out of this place. How could he stand back up and face Naruto again, knowing that he was just a pathetic little cum rag of the demon inside the blond. How was he supposed to be able to fight his brother and win when he could not even keep a wounded dobe from beating him. Even if he did miraculously beat Itachi, who would want to be with a demons toy.
He was tainted, used, filthy, just like Naruto was.
Lifting himself to his elbows and opening his eyes, the raven haired teen looked down at the wet, mangled pillow. Remembering the way the beast watched him as he rode the fox for all he was worth. The vulpine grin across Kyuubis face and the kneading, almost massaging hands on his thighs as sweat beaded on the tan brow. The already sweat soaked blond hair splayed around the whiskered face like a misplaced halo of sunlight.
He had liked it.
Not the pounding, mindless thrusts that caused him nothing but pain from before, but this. The demon on his back under him and him on top ridding, in charge of the powerful beast. Controlling the pleasure he felt and the pain. He was still being fucked by the demon, the beast had never truly given up control, but the orgasm he had from the actions, was the best one he had ever had.
Not even the few times when he jerked off, did the climax feel as mind numbing good as it had been with the fox.
Closing his eyes and seeing the blond beast panting and moving under him, thrusting erratically in the throws of his own orgasm. The blond hair and flushed skin, the soft pink lips that he had felt countless times ghosting his skin before fangs pierced his flesh. In his orgasm muddled brain, he had been drawn in by those pink lips on the sea of sweat soaked tan flesh. Feeling the demon move under him and shift, he took the opportunity and pressed his own mouth to those crushed velvet lips and for the duration of the awkward kiss he had been in charge fully of the great Kyuubi no Kitsune.
Only to open his eyes and see Naruto’s tired blue eye looking back up at him. For some reason he liked it better having the blond dobe under him than the un godly powerful fox. The notion shocked him and he rolled away, still confused by his feelings as Naruto curled up to spoon with him.
"Stupid fucking dobe."
Sasuke whipped his eyes open and flung the pillow off the bed, where it collided with the lamp and knocked it to the floor. There was the sound of glass shattering as the ceramic lamp broke and the bulb was crushed, plunging the room in to darkness.
He could not like the blond morron like that, he had a clan to revive. Even if Naruto had been through the same ordeal and still wanted him, their was no way.
Male + male = no children. Simple logic.
Being gay did not fit in to his life’s plans. It had felt good after the pain of the mating with the demon, so he was just finding a way to cope that’s all. If he liked it, then he was not raped. Besides he had never been with a woman so he did not know if he was gay. Getting off felt good no mater what. Right. So maybe the good feeling after all the pain made him think that he liked it. So he was not gay. Was he?
Flinging several more pillows off in to the darkness as he tried to fathom his own feelings on the issue, there was a soft knock at the door but his internal rants prevented him from hearing it.
The raven haired teen had been raped by his best friends body and the more he thought about it the more it ate his insides up. It was not something that could be fixed, it was not like the doc could give him his dignity and pride back. Or even take the feeling of shame away, the more he thought about it, the more shamed he felt. Above all the encounter made him question himself, something he had never done before. He questioned his abilities, strength and most disturbingly his sexuality. All of the endless questions zooming around his head preventing him from noticing when the over head lights were flipped on and someone stepped in.
'I was raped by my friends body. These are Narutos bite marks, why didn't you stop him dobe? You stopped him from killing me in Konaha. You were there inside him, did you enjoy watching me be fucked by the beast? Did I enjoy fucking myself?’
The sudden overwhelming urge to punch something took over the raven haired teen and as he rolled out of bed to find a victim, the movement sent pain up his spine and his knees buckled out from under him. As he dropped from the pain, a pair of pale delicate hands wrapped around his shoulders to steady him.
Pushing away from the soft yet strong grasp he looked up at the owner of the hands. A black haired female with oddly sharp, yet distanced eyes was standing in front of him, barring the way to the nearest punch able object. She smiled a sweet but obveously forced smile at him and fixed her mini skirt that had ridden up. Sasuke recognized the woman, she was here when he had first arrived over two years ago.
“Benisato, what do you want?”
He had no tolerance for the whores Orochimaru kept around and was feeling extra intolerable at the moment. The woman grabbed a capped syringe and piece of paper from where she had tucked it in her bodice and handed it to him.
The spy watched the battered teen on the floor take the syringe and read the folded paper. She had read it as well, all it contained was instructions on using the morphine and a schedule of places he was to report to. First was with Master Koshi to work on his sharingans illusion capabilities since his wrist would not let do the hand seals for ninjutsu and his knee prevented him from any standard of taijustu.
Something about the entire situation was screaming at her as wrong. Besides the fact that Orochimaru had used Naruto’s best friend as the demons mate, knowing the beast would viciously rape him. But also knowing that Sasuke was the only one that Naruto was comfortable around enough to let the mating happen. The whole affair sickened her, but there was still some thing off.
Being in the harem she had seen her fair share of rough sexual encounters. People thought that whore’s could not be raped because it was their job, but no is no and some of the other girls who could not defend themselves had been forced to service men unwillingly. Never once did the whore that was raped get morphin for pain. Not even the one who had her pelvic bone broken, got such a strong pain killer. Plus starting him back up training as soon as he was awake seemed fishy.
She would have to look in to it.
Sasuke set the note and syringe on the night stand and forced himself to stand up.
“Why are you still here?”
“To make sure you’re awake and ready to meet Master Koshi on time. It’s 4 in the morning and it will take you some time to shower and re-bandage yourself.”
She saw Sasuke look over to the clock on the dresser a slight expression of surprise on his otherwise emotionless face.
“You have been asleep for almost 24 hours strait.”
The raven haired teen grunted and took a step towards the bathroom only to have his knees buckle again. Swiftly she caught him before he could hit the ground, her arms wrapped around his chest steading him as he rose to his feet.
She was taller than him by an inch and his soft black hair, so like her own, fluttered against her face. She expected him to push her away again, but instead he wrapped his own arms around her and leaned up to press his lips to hers.
She felt the question in the kiss, not directed to her, but back at the teen. He was questioning himself and needed her to help him find his answer. Opening her mouth to move things along, she felt him jam his tongue in with out much style or ability. Not liking the pathetic attempt, she pulled her head back and broke the sloppy kiss.
Sasuke was glaring at her, the muscles in his tensed jaw twitching and she had to hold her giggle in. He was not going to ask her to do anything and her pulling back told him that she was unwilling. She could feel the teen start to move away when she whispered in his ear.
“Here let me show you how to do it right.”
He was to cute to be left as a bad kisser.
Leaning back in, she gently sucked on his bottom lip then dipped her tongue in to his waiting mouth. Running it along the roof of his hot cavern then the underside of his tongue. Then twining it with his untrained tongue only to pull it in to her own mouth. Where he slowly started to do what she had just done to him and try a few new places instead of just jamming it in and moving it around.
The dark haired spy smiled around the kiss, Sasuke was a good student and was kissing back more competently already. Benisato felt his unsure hands drift down to the bottom hem of her laced up bodice and she broke the kiss again to whisper ‘go ahead.’
She could see the uncertainty in his dark eyes and gave him a quick peck on the lips before removing the bodice herself. It was rare for her to encounter virgins, most of the time the males she dealt with had been broken in to their particular sexual tastes long before she got to them.
The stoic teen standing before her that had always looked to made of ice and unaffected by what was happening around him, had the uncertain aura of a first timer. Although having survived the wrath of the mating demon, he could not be called a virgin.
Guiding him to the bed and relieving him of his boxers she felt his flinch and stopped. Looking up at the teen she ran her hand through his dark hair, then caressed the un-bruised side of his face and waited for him to get comfortable again. He had been raped, she reminded herself again and was trying to prove that he was still a man, amongst other things. She would let him lead, let him have the control over his own body he desperately needed.
Benisato watched as Sasuke settled himself between her legs and held himself over her. Caching her lips in a kiss before entering her with a quick thrust. He was a fast learner and the kiss was more than competent, slowly he started to rock his hips and she rose up to meet him, wrapping her long pale legs around his bandaged waist and guided one of his hands to her breasts.
Using her legs she pushed him down farther to get him to change the angle of his shaft entering her, she moaned and purposely tensed her inner walls, making Sasuke moan as well.
She would teach him to be a good lover as well as giving him what should of been his first time.
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A strategically placed kick sent Naruto rolling in to the bed, waking him. Looking blearily up at the snake, he set his throbbing head back down to the floor.
"Wake up, your due for training."
Orochimaru hissed, then kicked him again and having no room to roll, slammed the back of the teens head in to the bed.
Grabbing on to the lump that was growing on the backside of his skull, Naruto glared up at the pallid man. He remembered that the snake wanted to use the demon inside of him and had sealed him. But regardless of who put a seal on him, he was the one that had to control the demon, he was like the beasts leash.
"I'm not going to help you."
Faster than the blond thought possible Orochimaru had punched him across the face, hard. The blond was seeing stars and idly wondered if his cheekbone had been broken. Looking up at Orochimaru who was smirking, Naruto defiantly stood up and balled his fists at his sides.
"I'm not going to help you kill people."
Orochimaru was standing less than two feet from him and the blond was very aware that he was still nude. Despite glaring up at the man that still was taller than him, the blue eyed teen was shaking, he did not like the snake that close to him. The blond knew that he should not mess with the vile snake, that he was tempting fate, but he would not let him use Kyuubi for his own demented purposes. That what ever happened to him was better then being responsible for the whole sale slaughter that the sounds leader wanted. Orochimaru raised his cold hand making Naruto flinch, but only traced the kanji carved on Narutos chest.
The blond did not look down at the almost caressing touch, instead watching the snakes face as he started to talk.
"But you are a monster and that is what monsters do. Do you not remember last night and what you did to your friend?"
Naruto did remember last night, Sasuke screaming and crying. He was a monster, a beast, a thing to be despised, the people of Konaha were right to hate him. Naruto glanced at the bloody bed sheets behind him.
'Sasukes blood. I do not want to be a monster no matter what.'
Naruto closed his eyes and took a deep breath, he knew that he would get hurt for this. He gathered all the spit in his mouth and spat it in to Orochimarus face. The glob dripping down the sickly white cheek.
"I WILL NOT HELP YOU."
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Naruto looked blankly up at the ceiling of the room Orochimaru had returned him to. Yesterday still burned in his mind, the beating from the snake before he was dragged, still nude, to a small side room that had been converted in to a medical laboratory. The vile bastard had asked him again if he was going to cooperate and at his adamant decline, had strapped him to a cold metal table and let a sinister looking doctor cut him open.
No anaesthetic or pain killer, just a leather strap that gagged him and binding’s that prevented him from moving. As the doctor cut him in the general area of the seal, he could feel the demon wake up and attempt to take over. Only to be stopped by the new seal Orochimaru had place on him. The new seal did not prevent Naruto from hearing the demon like the old one and as the beast roared an unending stream of curses between his ears, the scalpel bit deeper in to the flesh of his stomach.
When he was positive that he would die, the blue seal let up and the burning sensation of Kyuubi healing him overtook his abdomen. There was not enough chakra let out for the demon to take over, but enough for him to survive having his gut laid open.
It did not make any sense to the blond. They had spent 4 days healing him and had even put pins in his hand to ensure he healed correctly. So why were they dissecting him now?
As the scalpel dipped and dived, the doctor having to keep re-cutting or the demon would close the wounds, Naruto’s consciousness retreated to the demons cage and watched as the beast raged against the bars, having to stop from time to time and send out more chakra to keep him from dying. Naruto had gone to Kyuubi’s cage when he had passed out from whatever torture the two men felt like doing and now he was relying on the demon again to get him through this.
Then it was over and he was being shook. He had been released from the straps that held him and Orochimaru had rinsed the copious amounts of blood, off of him. The blond did not move, could not move. Despite Kyuubi closing the cuts, his gut throbbed and stung, the cut muscles screaming in agony. Silent tears fell down his cheeks, his voice having given out from screaming so much, as he laid there on the metal table.
Suddenly a chilled hand reached out and brushed the tears away.
"Naruto you will either train and work for me or you will be a lab rat for the rest of your life. Which is it?"
Not liking either option he weakly said ‘no’.
The snake grinned and caressed the side of his face gently as more tears fell from his one remaining eye. He knew it would hurt and when Orochimaru slammed his hand in to Narutos mutilated gut he released a charge of electricity making the blond scream all over again. The blonds body involuntary lurching and arching off the table before the snake stopped and asked again.
Over and over, the charges of electricity getting stronger with each refusal, until he saw the smoke from his own flesh burning and agreed. He would play the snakes game and as the new seal on him loosened again and the red chakra rushed to heal the burns, he could feel the cold hands lift him up.
He could barely breath on his own at the moment and offered no resistance as the pallid man carried him to the room. It had been cleaned and the sheets changed and as he lay limply in the bastards arms, tremors from the demon un-frying his nerves made him jerk erratically. He could feel his heart beat slowly return to normal and was blissfully unaware of how long Orochimaru stood in the room holding him, before placing him on the bed and pulling the covers over him.
The snake checked his pulse one last time then set the alarm clock on the night stand next to the bed.
“Your training starts at 5 AM sharp. Remember Naruto I’m the only one that controls the demon. The seal will not let you use the beast with out me letting it. There is nothing for you but what I have planned, now get some sleep, you’ll need it.”
The snake turned and left, shutting the door behind him and the sound of the lock clicking in to place was the last thing he heard before passing out.
Now looking back up at the bleak ceiling, Naruto took a deep breath and flinched as it strained the tender flesh of his stomach. Cautiously he ran his fingers over the new lines and the fist size electric burn over his seal. Cringing as his fingers encountered the charred, but healing, flesh.
It was 4:30 in the morning and by all rights he should be sleeping, but the demon was restless and the new seal did not protect him from the beasts surging emotions. Waking a few hours after Orochimaru had left from the dream/ memory of Kyuubi eating the towns folk of Shimota. Falling back asleep only to relive the prior night, screwing Sasuke and having the cold, dark eyes glaring at him. Awake fully now and in no hurry to go back to sleep knowing that the beast was still reliving the encounter with the raven haired teen and enjoying every moment of it.
Naruto shuttered at the thought. Sasuke had come to try and help him, and the demon rapes him. The memories of Sasuke screaming and crying under him bothered him deeply. Not to long ago he had been willing to die because he had the same thing happen to him. Now he did it to his best friend.
Sasuke must hate him now.
Shit, he hated himself now.
The alarm clack next to the bed went off and a tan hand reached out to shut the annoying buzzer off. Orochimaru would be here to collect him soon, to train him.
Yesterday, after he had agreed to be a willing participant, the snake had informed him that he was sorely lacking in genjutsu and taijutsu, being barely passable in ninjutsu. Why the snake wanted to train him when all he was after was Kyuubi was beyond Naruto. But if training meant that he stayed off the metal table and was not being fried by electric punches then he would train. He would bide his time and make an escape as soon as he could. Hopefully finding Sasuke in the process and if the raven haired teen still wanted co-exist with a monster like him, then they would leave.
Where they would go was a minor formality that would be dealt with once they had escaped. Konoha would not want him back and if he went to any other town then he would have to find a way to control the demon inside of him.
The thoughts of freedom were pushed aside as the blond attempted to sit up, only to fall back down clutching his stomach. His abs were stiff to say the least and stretching them was not a pleasant affair. Plus he was still a bit twitchy from the electricity pumped through him. Not wanting to have it happen again though, he forced himself to get off the bed and make his way to the shower.
Whatever Orochimaru wanted him for, he would face it and leave as soon as possible.
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Sasuke rolled over and winced from the pain in his rear. The pain in his wounded joints was starting to get worse and every thing else was already throbbing. The soft, delicate hands drifted up his back and the silky voice of Benisato drifted up to him.
“You have to get cleaned up and go to master Koshi.”
Grunting then pulling himself up to kiss the woman like she had taught him to, with just the right mix of passion and raw emotion. Letting his tongue glide over the roof of her mouth then pulling it out and nibbling on her bottom lip. Her hands were running through his hair, then down his back to rub circles in the small of his back. Breaking the kiss he nestled his head against her not to big breasts and started to drift off to sleep. The vibrations of her speaking keeping him from drifting off completely.
“I’ll help you out of the bandages, but you have to take your own shower, I’m late for an appointment.”
Begrudgingly he let go and all the warmth left with the women. Grunting in pain as he forced himself to his feet, then yelping in pain as his left knee buckled and threw him off balance sending him crashing to the floor.
Benisato had already put most of her clothes on and rushed to the fallen Uchiha’s side. Noticing the grimace across his face as she helped him up to sit on the bed.
“Maybe it was a little to soon. Here this should help.”
The dark haired spy grabbed the morphine from the night stand and had Sasuke sit on the edge of the bed, trying not to whimper in pain at having all his weight on his butt.
He had been a good lover, he did not say much, but she could tell he was doing every thing he could not to hurt her. It was such a breath of fresh air after all the men that were after nothing but there own pleasure. Most of the time during foreplay or what the clouts deemed foreplay, she would stun them and make an illusion of herself and letting the men play with that. Keeping them from actually sleeping with her, but she did not do that to Sasuke. The teen needed a real experience. She had made sure that he liked it as much as he was trying to make her like it.
Although now she could see that she went a little over board, Sasukes wrist and knee had swelled up and a few of the bandages had red smudges from re opened wounds. His hips were more than likely sore beyond reason and although she did not like the drug provided, she realized that he needed something to stop the pain if he was going to be out and about today.
Using a belt as a tourniquet, to get a vain to show on his good arm, she started to administer the drug, but was stopped by Sasuke.
“I’ll do it”
Nodding, she handed him the syringe and watched as he injected less than half of the clear fluid in to his arm. He pulled the needle out and removed the belt from his arm. She could see his eyes were closed and a small smile on his face. Slowly he started to rock back and forth before he fell back to lay on the bed.
His actions worried her, the syringe was labeled morphine, but labels could be changed. She ended up staying and watching him as he stayed passed out on the bed for 15 minuets. When he woke his eyes were glassy but he walked like he was fine, a little drunk maybe, but pain free.
Sasuke looked over and saw the whore he had just had sex with still watching him like he had turned in to a carrot. He did a quick check and confirmed that he was not orange so he was not a carrot. He felt dirty and sticky on his legs so maybe he was a potato. That did not explain the stickiness, but for some reason things without explanations were OK.
Standing up, the room spinning around him a few times before it landed, he headed off to the showers. His skin felt hot and his arms and legs felt very heavy, shit he wanted to go back to sleep. Shaking his head to clear up some of the junk that was flying around in there, he removed the bandages and took his shower. Not thinking it odd that the hash soap did not sting or that his breathing had slowed.
Benisato watched him go to the shower and picked up on a few nuisances of Sasuke’s changed behavior. If what she thought he had just taken was right, he was past the immediate danger stage, but was still very much in danger.
Checking her time, she cursed and left the room. She had to get her own shower then report to Orochimaru so he could tell Koshi that he was teaching Sasuke. Hopefully by the time the lesson rolled around she would know if she had just given Sasuke a shot of heroin.