Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Disrupted Illusions ❯ Chapter 1

 

 

First off, let me just say that this was a spur of the moment one-shot that I decided to write down (before I lost it in my jumbled brain) in between editing the latest chapter of “Of Hearts and Dreams”. Anyway, it's kind of disjointed, as I only had a few ideas scribbled before I started typing it out…I pretty much let it fly itself, if you know what I mean.

 

Warnings: Somewhat PWP, NaruSasu, implied OroSasu, violence, (light) torture, yaoiness, a bit of OOC and a twist of lemon (or just a really tart lime, depending on your view). Let me know what you think, eh?

 

 

 

Sasuke arched his neck and twisted his arms, trying to get a better look at his surroundings. His dark eyes scanned the dimly lit room, growling softly at having been put in this position yet again. He knew it was his own fault...it had been the previous times also, but he'd sworn the last time that he wouldn't let it happen again. Yet here he was, arms coiled tightly within a length of black rope that was secured to a cruel looking headboard, it's frame made up of twisted and dried black vines.... twisted, cruel and dark, just like it's owner. He glanced down, noting with mild surprise that his legs hadn't been anchored to each side of the footboard, but he'd learned long ago that when Orochimaru surprised you with small details, it usually wasn't a good sign.

 

It had been almost three years since he'd come to Orochimaru for power, and he could count on both hands how often he'd been here like this. Each time was excruciating, taking him weeks to recover from both physical and mental pain and exhaustion. It disgusted him, tore at his very soul that he was still too weak to put up much of a fight. His time here had taught him a few good things, but mostly just lessons in failure. Sasuke seethed.

 

As his three years were nearly up, he had tried to escape the compound, which he had done a few times in the past. Each time had earned him a complimentary stay in the room of torture, as did his bad attitude on a few occasions. He liked to push the dark sennin as far as he could, and sometimes he went too far. He was sure Orochimaru saw it as "breaking him", and he wouldn't exactly disagree that it did exactly that each time he was here; each time he was degraded, polluted, each time he was raped until his body and mind could no longer handle the agony of what was happening. Sometimes he cried out for someone to help him, and cried out one name only when he was forced to enjoy the snake sennin's ministrations. It was something that was never spoken of later, by neither himself nor his new sensei...his owner. 'Or so he thinks...'

 

Dark eyes shifted to the doorway as a figure appeared there, a vicious smile perched upon its lips. Sasuke began to feel detached, as he always did in this room, in this circumstance, so it was with detached interest and horror that he stared at the long length of whip coiled around Orochimaru's left hand. The sennin strolled forward, seeming to float towards him, gleeful in the knowledge that he was having a frightening effect upon his "student".

 

"Sasuke...here we are again. You must like it here." he said as he slowly uncoiled the whip. "I know you deny it down to your very soul, but why else would I find you here so often, naked and waiting for me?" he laughed then, a deep chuckle that, strangely reminded Sasuke of oil dribbling over velvet.

 

"Get it over with, bastard." Sasuke ground out, his teeth clenching themselves tightly as the metal tipped whip was dragged across his stomach and groin almost teasingly. Sasuke knew better, however, and managed to hold in a pained scream as the whip lashed against his flesh, splitting it cleanly open. His body jerked and convulsed on it's own as the pale man above him whipped harder and faster, tears of anger welling in Sasuke's eyes as his blood splattered the walls and seeped into the mattress below him. His eyes dulled as he withdrew completely inside himself, no longer feeling anger, humiliation or pain...just floating weightlessly in the dark recesses of his own mind. That is, before he was abruptly forced out as the whip stilled.

 

"Oh no, not this time, my vessel. You won't escape me this time." The man chuckled, tossing the whip away with a grin. Sasuke barely moved to even breathe as the pain hit him full force, and he choked back a cry. He was being straddled; a hand was moving over him, healing him just enough to stop the profuse bleeding from his wounds. "What sort of game shall we play today, Uchiha Sasuke? I think we'll play a new one." The sennin said thoughtfully, even as his hand slid downward to grasp the dark haired shinobi's manhood.

 

A muscle in Sasuke's cheek twitched before his eyes widened considerably, as he was now looking up into green eyes, the feminine face framed by a mop of pink hair. "Hmm, Sasuke-kuuun?" The young woman ran a hand up and down her naked torso, her eyes devouring him. "Touch me...I've always wanted you to touch me...." she crooned, fingernails scratching lightly across his healing wounds, making him hiss. "I'm still...a virgin..." she even had the nerve to look away and blush.

 

"Get off me... I never liked her in that way, so it's not going to work, Orochimaru." He spat, hips jerking upwards to try and knock the "girl" off of him. There was a chuckle and a movement on the bed.

 

"If you say so, but your body must have liked what it saw." Orochimaru smirked as he stood and paced slowly at the foot of the bed before his body shifted. Sasuke groaned. A girl looking every bit like Ino bent over the footboard, pert breasts dangling. "What about me, Sasuke? I'm much more of a woman than that little girl ever was, ne Sasuke-kuuuuun?" She smiled devilishly, tossing her long blonde ponytail back.

 

"No, I hate you and always have..."

 

The young man nearly choked as the body shifted again.

 

"Fine, what about me? Maybe you've always had a secret crush on your sensei, ehhh? And you call me perverted, my student! Mean!" The tall gray hair figure said, smirking under his mask, which was the only thing his team leader was wearing. Sasuke was squicked in the worst of ways.

 

"AUGHH! Stop you fucking pervert! That's sick!" He growled, closing his eyes tightly, very assured he'd never get it up for several days thanks to that illusion, and was glad for that fact.

 

"Don't be so sure of that, Sasuke." Came a soft voice, surprising Sasuke from his thoughts.

 

"Stop reading my --" the silence became thick as he really looked towards the voice. He swallowed heavily and pulled lightly on his wrist bindings.

 

"Hey, hey, what's wrong, Sasuke? Why do you look so nervous?" the figure asked quietly. He was almost completely in shadow, but what stood out blindingly in the dim light were the golden spikes of hair. Sasuke shook his head violently, his eyes closing.

 

"No. No! I'm not falling for this, it's stupid." was all he could manage to say. He strained against his arm bindings again, legs lifting up off the bed as he tried to get free. But he knew it was pointless.

 

"ehh…Sasuke?" the figure asked as he approached the bed, the room's meager glow illuminating his features. "You haven't seen me in a while, have you? Maybe you don't recognize me. I've grown quite a bit taller...I've been training a lot, too. I promised to bring you back, so I've been working hard." Suddenly the figure grinned somewhat evilly. "Do you like what you see, Sasuke? Do you like what I've grown into? How handsome I've become, hmm?" There was a pause and another grin. Suddenly the voice was Orochimaru's, but the vision stayed the same. "And I know his body, Sasuke. I've seen it naked, and not long ago. You have here almost a perfect replication of the current Uzumaki Naruto." He almost laughed as Sasuke's eyes widened, muscles flexing wildly in anger.

 

"Liar!" Sasuke spat. "That's impossible."

 

"Impossible? Come Sasuke, you know better than that." The Naruto clone purred. "You must realize that the fox boy is now being trained by a nemesis of mine, so to speak."

 

"Jiraya." Sasuke said slowly.

 

"Yessssss. Jiraya." Orochimaru-Naruto said slowly, drawing out the name with venom. "And I often keep tabs on them. That pervert likes to visit the hot springs, you know...which means I've gotten quite a few eyefuls of Naruto. He's grown into a very nice specimen, Sasuke... I've been tempted many times..." he laughed then. "What would you do if I had touched him, Sasuke? Would you be angry with me? Would you -- "

 

"Shut up!" Sasuke snarled. "I don't care what you do, but do not touch him. I'll kill you!"

 

"Mm..." The golden haired man said, this time in Naruto's voice. "Yare yare... I didn't know you cared, Sasuke! Don't tell me you had a little crush on me that entire time..." toned flesh walked towards him, the skin sleek and sun kissed. Sasuke couldn't help but watch. Naruto had grown into a man over the past three years. He was still thin in the waist but his arms were ample with visible muscle, as were his chest and legs.

 

'He runs a lot...' Sasuke thought absently as his dark eyes moved down the other man's legs, watching the muscles flex as he walked. Suddenly he groaned and shook his head. "No! Stay away! Nar--Naruto..." He said softly, letting his head fall back against the bed, eyes staring glossily at the ceiling. He was losing...he could feel his erection standing stiffly and he was already having thoughts that maybe this time wouldn't be so bad.

 

"It seems like I've hit a sensitive spot, Sasuke...Of course I've known since your first time here. It's the only name you ever call out while in the throes of passion." Orochimaru chuckled, then gasped loudly. Sasuke's head jerked up at the sound, and he watched with confusion as the Naruto illusion shimmered before becoming even more vivid. Wide panicked eyes suddenly glinted with private knowledge and looked down at him. "That's better..." the voice said, so softly that Sasuke only continued to stare. Something was wrong, but he didn't have much time to think about it before Naruto was climbing onto the bed and crouching next to him.

 

"So...you never answered the question, Sasuke.." The blonde asked him, eyes the color of the sky pinning him with an unreadable gaze.

 

"Wh-what question?" Sasuke asked, not without suspicion.

 

"Tch. Do you like what you see?" Naruto asked with a waggling of golden eyebrows. "Ehhhhh?"

 

Sasuke still stared. This was.... almost more cruel than Orochimaru's usual "games", but...he was acting so much like Naruto, it was hard not to play along. He'd missed him so much...yearned for him. Even as confusing as those feelings were, he was already falling and there was no stopping now. "Y..Yes." he answered.

 

"Ohh?" Naruto asked, leaning in close, those vibrant sparkling eyes seeming to read into his very soul. "I never knew...I guess I'm the dobe you always said I was." he said softly, a pink tongue darting out almost nervously to wet his own lips.

 

Sasuke's heart hammered against his chest as the soft breath of the other whispered across his face. His eyes narrowed slightly as Naruto's tongue peeked out between pink lips. "Please, Naruto..." he gasped, making it sound almost strangled.

 

Blue eyes softened even as the cheeks below them flushed brightly. The golden haired man leaned even closer, his head tilting slightly to the side to brush slightly parted lips to his captive's.

 

Sasuke moaned into the gentle kiss, his barely-cracked eyes glazing over with pure delight. The man above him was deepening the kiss, and a slick, soft tongue probed hesitantly at his own.

 

It was all he could do not to try to eat the man alive as he responded almost violently, needing to taste more of the golden haired god who had appeared so suddenly during his torture. In the back of Sasuke's mind, he knew it was Orochimaru...knew there was going to be some catch that would destroy even more of his spirit, but he didn't care. Right now, all he knew was that a dream was coming true. This is what his haunted dreams were made of since he came to Orochimaru... this was what his shamed dreams and fantasies were all about, and he was sick of mentally beating himself for it, sick of making himself suffer more than he had to. Most of all, he was sick of the denial.

 

Wet smacking sounds broken by harsh panting and soft gasps filled the dimly lit room as two bodies rubbed intimately against each other. The dark haired man arched with a low moan while a golden head ducked down, swollen and parted lips latching onto the sweat-slicked neck offered to him. Naruto growled softly as his hands slid down the writhing body below him, grinding his hips against Sasuke's and shuddering hard at the nearly orgasmic cry Sasuke let out at the firm yet intimate touch.

 

Naruto pumped his hips, rubbing his straining cock against Sasuke's...almost purring in delight as Sasuke squirmed and thrust back against him. "S-sasuke...." He murmured, biting playfully around the pale shoulders of the other while sliding both hands under flexing thighs, holding them tightly as he continued to rub and thrust in wanton pleasure.

 

"Naruto...fuck! Ahhh! More!" The dark haired man hissed, the slickness between them increasing as their thrusting became faster, more frantic. Suddenly Naruto stilled, his pleasured gasps becoming soft hesitant breaths. Sasuke slowed and blinked up in confusion. "N-naruto?"

 

"Sasuke...I can't..." The man started, and then shook his head. "Not in this body, not now. We have to stop. I can't..." With a frustrated sound, he got to his feet and began searching frantically for something sharp. There was nothing. "Damn it!" He hissed, then strode to the bed and gave the ropes a mighty tug, his muscles straining before the rope finally began to rip apart. He dropped the severed rope. "I'm coming for you, Sasuke...please stay alive!"

 

Sasuke's eyes widened. What the fuck?? Is this part of the "game"? Sasuke got to his feet warily, waiting for an attack, but it didn't come. Instead, Naruto was looking off into the distance distractedly. Suddenly, Sasuke could almost hear the sounds of struggle...many voices and the clashing of metal. His rival's body shimmered suddenly, and Orochimaru was left standing in his spot, eyes wide with emotions that he was sure he'd never seen on the dark sennin's face before.

 

"How...dare....you...!" He hissed suddenly. "HOW DARE YOU TAKE OVER MY BODY!" He shrieked, spinning towards the door. Sasuke was floored and had no clue what had just taken place...he wasn't even sure if this was really happening. Maybe he'd passed out during his torture and this was just a fevered dream? Before he could make a decision, the sounds of battle drew nearer, and the door was kicked open, catching Orochimaru in the face in the process.

 

"Give him BACK!" Naruto growled from the doorway, dressed in a similar outfit Sasuke had last seen him in 3 years before, only slightly different. It was still orange. Aside from that, he looked every bit like the Naruto he'd been dry fucking on the bed minutes before. Sasuke stood mute with bafflement, completely caught off guard by the sudden all out war breaking out between his old best friend and his captor. The cloud that surrounded his brain was cleared abruptly by a loud angry shout.

 

"RASENGAN!"

 

"Sasuke!"

 

He was suddenly yanked out of the room by strong hands, his eyes catching site of the blue and gold orb tearing through Orochimaru's midsection. Jiraya shook him a few times, saying his name repeatedly.

 

"Yes! Damn it, I'm listening!" he growled, blinking repeatedly at the taller man. The sennin stared down at him quietly before pulling him away from the room he'd been captive in. The room he'd been tortured in…the room where his fantasies nearly came true. "Is this real? Is it really happening?" He muttered to himself, feeling slightly dizzy. "It has to be real."

 

"Yes, it's real. Do you know where we can find you some clothes?" The older man asked, glancing furtively through the dark halls and stepping over many dead bodies along the way. Sasuke led him into the laundry area where he heisted a simple long sleeved shirt and pants. When they walked back out into the hall, Jiraya muttered something and pushed Sasuke into the arms of a young woman.

 

"Sasuke?" the soft voice asked as he glanced through his bangs. He stared for a few seconds before glancing away.

 

"Sakura..." he wasn't sure what else to say, but he didn't have much time to think about it before his head was spinning, and everything went black.

 

 

 

Sasuke groaned softly and brought one arm up to cover his eyes, thus shielding them from the evil sunlight streaming through the window to his left. After a few soft grunts and sighs, he rubbed his eyes and blinked up at the white ceiling above him.

 

“You're awake…” Sasuke twitched at the sound of the voice, blinking once before turning his head slowly. For several seconds he was silent.

 

“Dobe.” He murmured softly while struggling to sit up. “How long have you been here?”

 

Naruto smiled from his chair next to Sasuke's hospital bed. “Ah…not too long.” He said with a wave of his hand, glancing absently at his watch. “I came straight here after I was released from my meeting with the old hag, which was…mm…three this morning?” He punctuated that statement with a yawn, giving Sasuke a good glimpse of sharp canine teeth. He rubbed at one of his eyes somewhat sleepily. “Anyway, how are you feeling? Do you want me to get you anything?”

 

Sasuke stared at the other young man, his mind replaying his last hours at the Orochimaru compound over and over again. “How long have I been here? What happened? How did you get in to the compound, and how did you find me once you were inside?” He stopped there with his questioning, as he was unsure of how to ask the questions he really wanted answers to.

 

Naruto nodded softly and stood up, shrugging his jacket off and stretching his arms above his head. Sasuke swallowed, watching his teammate's muscles flex under his black fishnet shirt. Naruto slowly walked around the room, the flesh between his eyes wrinkled with a frown as he wondered where to begin.

 

“Well. I've been perfecting a technique that I learned while traveling with the perverted hermit. It's pretty much an advanced spying technique. I used it to get an upper hand on the sound-nin, and basically took out the first defenses without a hitch. As you can imagine, it was simple getting into the compound once its guards were down. After that, we had to deal with the next round of nin, which I left up to Jiraya and Sakura mostly. While they stayed put and fought, I used my technique to find Orochimaru. That was simple once I found his chakra signature…and yours. Once I found him… “ Sasuke raised an eyebrow and Naruto stopped abruptly and turned away from him. He stood facing the window, idly staring out into the morning sunlight. Sasuke frowned.

 

“Baka. Finish your story already.” He admonished, feeling slightly twitchy about Naruto's strange silence. He watched the other closely as he turned back around with a sheepish smile.

 

“Ahh gomen, gomen, Sasuke. You know how I get sometimes.” The blonde said, his smile turning into a wide grin. Sasuke snorted.

 

“So I found him, used my technique to make sure he stayed where he was, released him and a few minutes later I found you two. That's how we got to you. Sakura said that you passed out from wounds you had received. Orochimaru had healed them somewhat, but they were so severe that your body just shut down in order to heal itself completely. I'm sure stress had a lot to do with it, too.” Naruto sighed, and then continued.

 

“We traveled for twelve hours, and we got back into Konoha at about midnight. So…” He glanced at his watch again. “It's eight thirty in the morning now. You were out a little less than an entire day, and you've been here in the hospital for about eight hours. The old hag said you'll have to stay until tomorrow morning, and then she wants a meeting with you.”

 

Sasuke frown slightly and nodded. “I suppose that's to be expected.” He murmured softly, his mind roaming over the information Naruto had given him. Something was gnawing at him, and he knew there was something Naruto wasn't mentioning. His stomach was fluttering in an annoying way as he mulled over the moments before Naruto appeared. Ebony eyes narrowed slightly.

 

“Naruto. What happened to Orochimaru?”

 

The blonde turned and looked at him with a measuring gaze, blue eyes seeming to glow from their almond-shaped sockets. Dark lashes clashed together as he blinked slowly, black fishnet-clad shoulders rolling as they shrugged. “I killed him.” He said nonchalantly. “He deserved to die.”

 

The room was silent. Sasuke didn't feel any emotion in particular at receiving this piece of information, and as a matter of fact he expected to hear it, or something similar. What was surprising was Naruto's casualness about it and his open judgment of the dark sennin.

 

“Explain this new jutsu that you used.” Sasuke asked slowly. “All you said was that it was a spy technique… yet you also said that you had used it to keep Orochimaru there, and had “released him” from it. That doesn't really make much sense.”

 

He could have sworn he saw Naruto stiffen slightly at the question, but then the young man was simply shrugging and nodding, his out-of-control spikes of hair jouncing softly.

 

“It's a simply created technique that takes a lot of juice to make it work efficiently. By the time we left, my chakra was nearly gone…I had also created one hell of a rasengan, but most of my chakra had been spent using my Kokoro Suterusu.” Naruto explained.

 

The dark haired shinobi sighed with annoyance. “Tch! Dobe! That doesn't explain anything. I want to know what it does! What you did!”

 

The two young men glared at each other briefly.

 

“Fine, whatever! While we were battling our way through the front gates, I projected my mind towards the chakra I was looking for - Orochimaru's -- and into his mind.” Naruto said, his blue eyes glittering as they stared into those nearly boring holes into him. He gave up trying to beat around the bush…Sasuke was too stubborn for that. Besides, it's not like he had anything to be ashamed of. “Once I had control over Orochimaru, I fought my way to you in my own body. You could kind of see it as similar to Ino's body-mind switch technique, only much more advanced. With my Kokoro Suterusu technique, I can control two or more bodies at the same time. My mind is basically split up into bodies, including my own. So while I was fighting my way through the halls, I was also inside Orochimaru's mind…” Naruto paused, staring meaningfully at Sasuke. “Thus, controlling his body.”

 

Everything suddenly clicked in Sasuke's mind. The strangeness that overcame Orochimaru, the enraged shriek about someone taking over his body…but that would mean…

 

Naruto watched as Sasuke paled visibly, his dark eyes incredibly large. The blonde man scratched absently into his golden spikes of hair while quickly looking away. “What?” he finally asked.

 

“When did you take over his mind, dobe?”

 

Naruto chuckled, but sobered soon after. He wondered briefly why Sasuke didn't just get to the point, but given the situation, it was understandable. “I was in his mind while you were being whipped, and had to struggle to get past his natural barriers in order to completely possess him and take control… it was hard to do when he started using henge. It's not easy to stay in someone's mind while their chakra is concentrating like that.”

 

Naruto leaned down, planting both hands at either side of Sasuke's seated form, bringing their faces just inches apart. Sasuke leaned back instinctively, but the crystalline eyes before him held his gaze. “I think you know exactly when I took control of his body, Sasuke…” He murmured almost huskily.

 

“That…that was you.” Sasuke asked slowly, his eyes narrowing dangerously.

 

Naruto paused to consider the question. “If you're asking if it was me that was kissing you and making out with you on the bed, then yes. It was me.” He paused there. “Would you rather it have been that snake bastard?” He scowled, bristling slightly.

 

“Tch. Of course not, but you could have TOLD me it was you, baka!” Sasuke exclaimed, his cheeks scarlet. “You could have…you should…you….ARGH!” The other man didn't have time to escape the fist that sudden snapped out to connect solidly with his jaw.

 

Naruto's face snapped to the side with a soft grunt and he sheepishly reached up to rub it while watching Sasuke with amusement. “I've been hit harder by Sakura…but don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining or anything.” He grinned, not put off at all by Sasuke's deep scowl. “I'll go tell the nurse that you're awake and feeling better.”

 

“Whatever.”

 

“But, before I go…” Sasuke glanced up sharply as gentle hands gripped his shoulders, his eyes dilating as his vision swam with gold and cerulean. “I just want you to know…that I liked what I saw, too.”

 

Before the statement could sink in, soft lips were pressed to his. Pale hands gripped tanned forearms as heads, both ebony and gold, tilted in unison, tongues lazily and somewhat shyly gliding against each other. And then it was over.

 

Naruto smiled softly and turned to walk towards the door. As he pulled it open, he glanced back at the slightly disheveled young man on the bed. “Ah…I'll go get the nurse now. I'll have them bring you some breakfast, okay?” He was just going out the door as he heard his name called softly. He stopped, but didn't look back. “Nnh?”

 

“I'm glad you liked what you saw… Because you'll be seeing a lot more of it.” The deep voice from behind him murmured. Naruto grinned to himself. “Hai, Sasuke.”