Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Mended Hearts ❯ Mended Hearts ( Chapter 16 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]


 
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. I wish I did, but I don't.
 
Summary: AU Naruto hides many secrets from Konohagakure no Sato. As time continues, Naruto's precious people learn the hard way that many secrets are best left untouched, and that Naruto is not at all what they believed.
 
Warning: Rape, Lemon, Yaoi
 
A/N: It's the long awaited lemon! Enjoy!
 
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“I hope Naruto is alright,” Sakura said as she toyed with her ramen.
 
“I'm sure he's fine,” Kiba said, “It's Naruto after all.”
 
“Yeah,” Sakura murmured, turning her eyes toward the empty seat beside her where the blonde usually sat. “It's Naruto after all…”
 
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Pain…
 
His blood was pooled around him, the rough stone jabbing into his back, scraping against his wounds, filing away at his skin…
 
His eyes were shut tight, he didn't want to see, but he knew who they were…
 
He felt the fingers digging into him as they thrust hard and deep…
 
He could hear them grunting and gasping, moaning as they pleasured themselves and watched their comrade use him…
 
He took comfort in knowing that one did not take pleasure in his pain, that he was revolted by the actions of his captors…
 
He took comfort in knowing that he had an ally hidden in a sea of enemies…
 
A gasp and yell as they came inside him, and they rose and left, the harsh clanging of the door echoing through the cell…
 
He sank into welcoming darkness…
 
Gentle fingers caressed his brow, and a familiar voice, harsh with worry…
 
“Hold on a while longer, Naruto-kun… You are strong, I'll have you back in Konoha soon… You'll have Kakashi with you, you'll like that right?”
 
He nodded feebly feeling the rock grate against his skin…
 
“But will he want me?” he whispered, “Dirty and violated as I am…”
 
“He loves you,” Kisame whispered, “He loves you dearly…”
 
Then they were running, Kisame supporting most of his weight and a feminine man blocked their way.
 
“You know, I owe you guys several favors don't I?”
 
“Out of our way, Deidara!”
 
“Yeah, yeah,” he waved a dismissive hand. “I'll probably get killed for this, considering that it's Zetsu, Tobi and Hidan chasing you, but you know, you and Itachi… I could almost consider you friends. Consider this returning a favor eh?”
 
Kisame blinked. “What?”
 
“Just go already,” he smiled. “I've always admired you, Naruto. That type of perseverance doesn't come around often. If I had only had your will… But it's too late now… Don't die now…”
 
An explosion…
 
They were being pursued through a forest… Kisame's blood was dripping to the floor as they raced from branch to branch…
 
“Hurry Naruto-kun!”
 
A sudden explosion threw the two into the air. Then they were falling, and Kisame disappeared into the dark void, and he was falling alone…
 
Falling, falling forever into the void…
 
Naruto jolted up in the bed, his breathing harsh and labored.
 
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“He's getting worse,” Ookami murmured, looking up at the lighted window of the apartment.
 
“There's little we can do, Ookami!” Tora said, “He just pushes us away!”
 
“No, we can't do anything,” Kurohyou said, “But I think we know someone who can.”
 
“The Hokage doesn't press him,” said Mizuhebi, “Shizune does not ask, Iruka and Jiraiya do not talk about it, and Kakashi simply sits there and holds him. Itachi and Kisame, when they were here, simply kept their distance, and Kisame doesn't speak of it either!”
 
“He is strong, but fragile,” Hagetake said, “If this keeps up, he may do something that he won't live to regret.”
 
“Hagetake has a point,” Mizuhebi said, “Naruto-kun is more likely to wrap a rope around his neck than to let us keep worrying about it.”
 
“Kakashi is the only person who can help him now,” Kurohyou said, “Naruto is no longer a child, and he no longer leans on us the way he did in the past. He may come to us, he knows, but we're not the ones who can help him.”
 
“Kakashi's actions now can either heal him or break him,” Ookami said, “And they both know it. Give them time.”
 
“Time! Time!?” Tora all but yelled, “He could slit his own throat by the time Kakashi gets around to doing anything!”
 
“No,” Mizuhebi said, “Naruto would not want us to worry, he would not want us to grieve, nor would he would not want to burden us. He knows that if he dies by his own hand, it will hurt us more than if he died on the field. He won't do anything stupid.”
 
“No,” Tora hissed, “What about that time when he was six and purposely provoked the Snake in the Special Ops? In his own words, `The Snake does not worry about killing children, what's one more?' Or what about when he was seven and threw himself off the Hokage Monument? Or how about when he was eight and slit his own throat and wrists? Oh, let's not forget how he swallowed hemlock when he was nine, or when he tried to drown himself when he was ten.”
 
The other Hunters flinched, as Tora's angry words brought forward memories that they would have rather forgotten.
 
“I'll… go fetch Kakashi…” Kurohyou said weakly, looking sick.
 
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Kakashi woke suddenly, and wondering why he had woken so suddenly, sat up and jumped, as Kurohyou appeared suddenly in front of him.
 
“Kurohyou-sama,” his voice vaguely surprised. “What brings you here at this hour?”
 
“Come,” Kurohyou said simply and left the room.
 
Kakashi blinked and quickly dressed. He left the bedroom, tying on his hitae-ate to find Kurohyou at the open window in the living room. The Hunter turned his masked face toward him and nodded and vanished out the window. Kakashi blinked and followed the Hunter out of his apartment and over the roofs, a faint feeling of dread pooling in his stomach.
 
They traveled for an hour, weaving and swerving and doubling back, and Kakashi saw the emblem of the Hunter many times as they went, and he knew he was being led to a place where no outsiders, not even the ANBU had ever seen. Kurohyou was taking him to the Hunter's District.
 
Kurohyou leapt off a roof, vaulting off nearby walls to slow his descent. Once Kakashi landed, Ookami, Tora, Mizuhebi, and Hagetake appeared silently from the shadows.
 
“He's getting worse,” Tora whispered, “You're the only one who can help him.”
 
“The lit window is Naruto's,” Ookami said, “Go to him.”
 
Kakashi blinked and nodded slowly. The five Hunters inclined their heads toward him and vanished. Kakashi sighed and looked up toward the lit window where he could see Naruto moving around. He channeled chakra to his feet and walked up the wall…
 
Naruto walked over to the window, and looked out and down, frowning. Kakashi's eye curved in a light smile.
 
“Yo!”
 
The blonde blinked. “What the—Kakashi?”
 
The silver haired jounin hopped onto the sill and smiled. “So… What's wrong?”
 
“What are you talking about?”
 
Kakashi sighed and slipped into the room. “Naruto, what is wrong?”
 
“Nothing's wrong Kakashi.”
 
“Kurohyou went through the trouble of crossing the village to bring me into the Hunter's District, and the other Hunters all but begged me to talk to you. What's wrong?”
 
“Nothing.”
 
Kakashi reached out and placed a hand on Naruto's shoulder. He was faintly worried to feel the muscles of the blonde's shoulders tense. “It's not healthy to keep everything bottled up inside.”
 
“You sound like a shrink.”
 
“Don't change the subject.”
 
“I…I don't want to talk about it.”
 
Kakashi sighed and tugged off his mask and gently captured Naruto's lips with his own. “It hurts you know,” the jounin whispered as they parted for air, “It hurts to see you distancing yourself from us again, especially after all that we've done to bring you back.”
 
“I've never left.”
 
“No, but you were never there either.”
 
“Kakashi…”
 
“Hmm?”
 
“Do you hate me?”
 
“No!” Kakashi turned the blonde to face him. “How many times do I have to tell you? No, I don't hate you. If I hated you, I wouldn't be standing here right now.” Dark eyes dimmed in worry. “Why? What brought this on?”
 
“I—You'll hate me.”
 
“No,” Kakashi said harshly, “I won't. I've never hated you, I can't hate you, Naruto. I love you. I can never hate you… I love you…”
 
Cerulean eyes filled with tears, and Naruto flung his arms around Kakashi's neck, burying his face in the crook of his neck. Slender shoulders shook with harsh gasping sobs, and Kakashi held the blonde close, gently running his fingers through silken golden locks.
 
“Do you want to talk about it?”
 
“You'll hate me.”
 
“Let me be the judge of that.”
 
“You won't hate me?”
 
“Naruto, what happened?”
 
Naruto stared at the floor and mumbled something.
 
“They touched you.” Kakashi's voice was dangerous.
 
Naruto's head drooped. Kakashi gently took the blonde's chin and lifted his face to stare into cerulean eyes. “It's not your fault,” Kakashi whispered. “It doesn't change anything. Naruto is still Naruto.”
 
“But… I'm dirty…”
 
Kakashi paused and then said gently, “Naruto… Do you trust me?”
 
“What?”
 
Kakashi gently took the blonde's face in his hands and leaned close. “Do you trust me, Naruto?”
 
“I—I trust you…. Kakashi…” Naruto said softly.
 
Kakashi smiled gently and leaned own to capture Naruto's lips with his own. Gently, he pushed the Hunter backward, moving the both of them away from the window and into the living room.
 
His hands moved lightly over the blonde's lithe body, sliding under the pajama jacket to roam over a toned abdomen. Kakashi abandoned Naruto's lips and bit down on the curve of the blonde's neck, drawing blood, and soothing the mark with slow lick of his tongue. Naruto moaned as Kakashi's hands drifted along his back and into the waistband of his pants, cupping his cheeks with a light squeeze.
 
Naruto's head tilted back as his hands curled into fists, grasping handfuls of the silver haired jounin's shirt while Kakashi nibbled at his neck. Naruto gasped as they tumbled onto the couch, with Kakashi straddling his waist. The sudden movement shocked him, and the current weight above him blended with the remembered weight, and Naruto's eyes clenched shut as fear bubbled in him.
 
“No!”
 
He raised his hands and pressed it against the solid weight above him and pushed, and his eyes snapped open as he felt the weight shift and the person above him move away. He stared into worried mismatched eyes as gentle fingers stroked his brow. Kakashi smiled gently and leaned down, pressing a soft kiss against Naruto's forehead even as his hands slid into the waistband of the blonde's pants.
 
“Calm down…” Kakashi murmured. “I'm here…”
 
Naruto gasped as Kakashi's hand closed around him. “Relax,” the silver haired jounin murmured as he pumped the blonde. He felt his pants getting tight as the Hunter squirmed and gasped and moaned under him, yet for the sake of his lover, ignored his own needs. For now, chasing away the dark memory of captivity and showing Naruto what making love could be like was what mattered.
 
Naruto moaned as the waves of pleasure washed over him. There was a sweet pressure building up inside of him, and his body felt as though it was on fire. He whimpered softly as the hand left him, and he was distantly aware of nimble fingers working at his pants. Once more, his mind screamed in terror as remembered pain and violation collided with reality.
 
No! he forced himself to relax. It's Kakashi… Kakashi won't hurt me…
 
Kakashi watched worriedly as he gently eased the fabric off the blonde's hips as he tensed, and visibly forced himself to relax. The jounin's eyes misted over slightly. He's trying so hard… He bent down and lightly kissed the exposed skin as he tugged the fabric over his hips, eliciting a gasp of surprise from the blonde.
 
Slowly, the fabric was pulled the length of his legs, and Kakashi gently kissed the skin as it was exposed. Naruto moaned as Kakashi's hands stroked the inside of his thighs, touching, stroking, teasing. The blonde squirmed, trying to get the hands to touch him where he needed it so badly. Kakashi chuckled softly and Naruto looked down toward him with pale, baleful eyes. The jounin smiled, taking the hint, and leaned down. Naruto gasped as a wet, succulent warmth enveloped him.
 
“Uhhn!” His hips jerked upward, seeking more of that wonderful mouth, before falling back onto the coarse material of the couch.
 
With slow, unhurried strokes, Kakashi's tongue played along his length, eliciting even more sound from the writhing and mewling blonde. Naruto's slender hips jerked up again, as a desperate need to quicken the pace drove him on. Kakashi chuckled, running his tongue along Naruto's length one last time before shifting away.
 
Naruto was only vaguely aware of the buttons of his pajama top being undone before it was tugged off his shoulders and tossed to the side, and then Kakashi was pressed against him, naked but for the bandages on his legs, arms and torso, covering and protecting the still healing wounds from his captivity a mere two months before.
 
Naruto gently rubbed his fingers over the bandages on Kakashi's chest and murmured, “You haven't fully healed yet…”
 
Kakashi took Naruto's hand and lightly pressed a kiss on the heel of his hand. “I hardly even notice them anymore,” the jounin said softly.
 
“I don't expect you to do for me this right away,” Naruto whispered. “I've lasted this long…”
 
“Don't say it,” Kakashi said, “don't say something we both know isn't true.”
 
“Kakashi…”
 
“Hush…” And then Kakashi's hand was on him again, running up and down his length with light teasing brushes over the tip.
 
“Hnn! Kakashi…” Naruto gasped, bucking under the jounin's ministrations. The Hunter couldn't think as wave after wave of intense pleasure washed over him, and the knot in his stomach tightened. Kakashi left the nipple and rose up, his free hand tangling in golden locks even as he crushed his lips against Naruto's. The kiss was hot and demanding, and all Naruto could think of was Kakashi's hand on his manhood, and his lips against his. The pressure built inside of him, and finally, Naruto came with a hoarse and strangled cry of pleasure, uttered against Kakashi's lips, his seed spilling over Kakashi's hand and waist.
 
Naruto, his breathing ragged, watched Kakashi with half closed eyes as the jounin lifted his hand, licking his essence from the tip of a finger. Kakashi's eyes closed as he uttered a sound of pleasure. Swiftly, Kakashi coated his aching member with Naruto's seed, groaning softly in pleasure as his slick fingers slid over his flesh. Naruto watched, entranced and moaned softly as Kakashi leaned down and kissed him, slipping his tongue gently inside Naruto's mouth so he could taste himself. Kakashi reached down and gently raked a nail over the little rosebud before slipping a finger into the blonde.
 
“Ah!” Naruto cried, his hips bucking against the intrusion.
 
Kakashi slipped another finger into Naruto, stretching him, and then another finger slipped in, wriggling and stretching. Naruto groaned, torn between pain and pleasure, and then Kakashi's finger brushed that one special spot, and all thought flew out the window, and Naruto's member sprang proudly to life. Once satisfied that he was stretched enough, Kakashi withdrew his fingers, and Naruto whimpered in protest.
 
Kakashi gently nudged Naruto's legs apart, and slowly pushed himself forward. Naruto gritted his teeth, arching away from the intrusion as pain, real and remembered swept through him. Kakashi stilled, waiting for Naruto to adjust, and once the blonde had relaxed, he shifted, pushing the rest of the way until he was completely sheathed inside of the blonde. Kakashi's eyes slid shut once he was fully sheathed, relishing the sensation of Naruto pressing around him, panting softly as he waited for the Hunter to relax once again.
 
“Trust me…” Kakashi whispered and Naruto's arms snaked around his neck.
 
“Kakashi…” Naruto whispered, “I trust you…”
 
Once The Hunter had relaxed, Kakashi shifted, pulling out halfway, and pushed back in, taking care to stroke that spot inside, sending the blonde into throes of pleasure. Kakashi's eyelids fluttered even as he thrust into Naruto's lithe body. They were lost together, Kakashi lost inside the heat and tight warmth of Naruto's body, and Naruto lost in the feeling of sweat slicked skin against skin, and the feeling of Kakashi inside of him…
 
“Nngh… Naruto…” Kakashi gasped, as he felt Naruto's muscles tightening around him.
 
The sensations flowing through them rose in a crescendo, and Kakashi slowed his strokes, teasing him, and Naruto moaned, pushing against him, begging him to move faster. Kakashi kissed him and sped up his strokes once more, and he felt the pressure building deep within him, and he sped up his strokes.

“Ah…. Kakashi….” Naruto panted, “Please…. Ah!”
 
The hunter's nails were digging into his shoulders, but Kakashi didn't notice, too caught up in the sensation of being inside his lover as he rocked forward, faster and harder. The room was silent but for the sound of flesh against flesh and the heated gasps and cries of the two lovers.
 
“Kakashi!” Naruto cried, as the knot inside of him came violently undone, and he came, his seed splashing onto Kakashi's chest and waist.

“Ungh!” Kakashi pushed into him again, and a white-hot flash of pleasure blinded him, and he shot his seed into him.

Kakashi didn't slow, and he closed his eyes, throwing back his head and continued thrusting into Naruto, prolonging the pleasure. With a final thrust, he all but collapsed on top of Naruto, his weight supported by a shaking arm as the two stared into the other's eyes. Slowly, the two shared a slow, languid kiss.
 
“I love you, Naruto,” Kakashi murmured, “I love you so much…”
 
Naruto smiled softly, wrapping his arms around Kakashi's neck. “I love you too… Kakashi… Thank you…”
 
Kakashi smiled fondly as he watched Naruto sleep… Carefully, he disentangled himself and gently pulled out. Carefully, he slipped an arm behind slender shoulders and under lithe, long legs, and lifted the blonde into his arms and carried him into the bed room.
 
The door shut with a gentle click, and outside the living room window, the sky lightened as a new day dawned…
 
 
 
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