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Prima Facie

Chapter 1: Sic Transit Gloria… Glory Fades

A Song Fiction by Kentai Hentai

Disclaimer: I do not own any of Naruto-tachi nor do I own the songs that will be used for this fiction. The song that chapter 1 shares its title with is by Brand New and they have all the rights to it or their record company does but I sure as hell don't.

Just so everyone's aware I'll be putting the lyrics of the song at the end of each chapter because it bugs me when its in the middle of the story interrupting the sequence.

Prima facie means based on immediate impression.

~o~

He was amazed to even be allowed into her house but he hid it by gesturing for her to show him around the place. With a smile she gave him a tour of her newly acquired home but he couldn't help noticing there was a sort of dangerous gleam in her eyes. He dismissed the gleam since her green eyes had always seemed to shine to him. Even though he had grown to respect her as a friend more than just as a crush he still couldn't deny she was beautiful. Her voice rang in his ears but he could not discern what she had said the music that was playing was too loud. There was supposed to be a party tonight but he had noted he was so far the only guest to arrive. It could have been the rain that made everyone else stay behind, that was the excuse he had kept telling himself even when he had noticed the lights were a little too dim. The tour had ended in one room he thought he would never ever lay eyes upon, her bedroom.

He didn't fail to notice the seductive way she walked towards her bed and how she sat calling him forward. He declined and backed out of the room going back down the stairs and running outside. He stood on the porch running his fingers through his messy blonde locks and trying to clear his head. He didn't know how to act in a situation like this even after everything his friends had told him. With all he'd heard from them he expected to be prepared for something like this but he was lost beyond any doubt.

"What are you doing out here?," he recognized the voice easily and jumped almost out of his skin. He calmed himself before looking at the owner of the voice trying not to laugh as he saw he was soaked from head to toe.

"Obvious answer Sakura-chan is having a party to celebrate her becoming a chuunin teacher and her new house."

"I thought she was going to try to expand to a higher league of shinobi," he kept his black eyes off of the blonde preferring to stare out at the rainy night.

"Kakashi-sensei convinced her against it with the help of Iruka-sensei, he got her to follow his life path and stray from Kakashi's." He still called them his teachers even though he had not received lessons from either in some years.

"If she's having a party why are you on the porch instead of inside the house?"

"I needed some air and you are the only other guest beside me to arrive. Sasuke… umm… forget it." A curious look came to Sasuke's eyes but instead of trying to lure Naruto into saying whatever he was about to say he went into the house. He headed straight for the stairs knowing that's where the bubblegum pink haired chuunin would be. She looked up from where she sat on her bed and stood up walking towards the door with a smile. Sakura slammed the door in Sasuke's face and he heard it lock as he turned away. He had expected her to react much worse but it seemed she was a little more mature than he thought. When Sasuke had gone back down stairs Naruto was sitting on the couch with a bowl of barbeque chips and talking animatedly with Shikomaru. The latter boy just wore a bored expression as he leaned back in the couch pretending to be listening. People had started to pile in and the music was louder than ever as some of the guests had begun to dance.

"Hey Sasuke you just going to be another wall flower?," this girl was Sakura's house mate, Arai (Ah-rye). Sasuke didn't really like her, she had a way of figuring people out and seemed to know everything. Arai must've been the reason why women believed they had such great intuition.

"Hn."

"Not a real conversationalist? That's okay, I'm not much for parties either and I tried to avoid being here tonight but Sakura lied about the night she was holding the party so here I am. Oops talking too much. Hey want to get away from the crowd, someone else might force you into conversation?"

"Aren't you doing that right now?" He looked down at the blue haired girl baffled a bit by her style of dress tonight, she was in her pajamas evil panda hat (genkigang.com) and all.

"I guess you don't want to go to the back room then where the other party guests are restricted from going and tell me why you keep staring at Naruto like he's your next meal." Sasuke blushed earning a smile from the petite girl and nodded his head in answer to her earlier question. He buried his hands in his pockets as he followed her away from everyone else not noticing Naruto look in their direction.

~o~

The party had gotten into full swing and Sakura finally came down from her bedroom changed into a sexy red dress. Her body had developed nicely and now everyone knew it though they had never doubted it, she had been a late bloomer. She walked about socializing with people here and there and smiling graciously as they congratulated her but her smile was fake. Her eyes remained glued on a certain fox as she put on a show for all her guests. When the opportunity arose she stalked to her prey and grabbed his hand pulling him apart from the crowd. Too shocked to do anything else, he followed her up the stairs and to her bedroom feeling the nervousness rise up in him again.

Sakura released his hand to go sit herself on the bed crossing one leg over the other so the skirt fell between her legs due to its high slits. Naruto could see the curve of her behind and he swallowed down his anxiousness though he felt the butterflies in his stomach multiplying with every passing second.

"Naruto you're still all wet from the rain," her voice held a hint of laughter and that made him only more nervous, "You should get out of those clothes before you get sick."

"I'm okay. I was just outside a few moments ago trying to prove to Kakashi-sensei that I had enough chakra control to walk onto your roof while the water poured down the side of the house."

"Seeing as you're here I guess you did a good job, I would expect no less from you because Naruto you are amazing." A smile so cunning it put the Kyuubi to shame distorted the features of the usually innocent looking girl.

"Hai I did do a good job just got really wet doing it," he rubbed the back of his head a crooked grin gracing his features. It was his token `I'm completely clueless' look but this time it held truth, he could not understand what was going on here and why Sakura was acting so strange. She'd been acting so weird the past few days, he had hoped today she would go back to her normal self but no such luck.

"Come over here Naruto-kun, why do you stay so far way?" He didn't make a move his eyes going wide as she stood up and pulled off her dress standing naked before him.

"Sakura-chan what are you doing?"

"Isn't it obvious? I'm seducing you Naruto-kun, I thought you would want this you've had a crush on me for so many years." Her arms came around him pressing her bare body to his the thin wet fabric of his clothes letting him feel every curve and her heat. He stiffened as he felt her breath puff onto his ears not even able to make out whatever she had said. Her hands slid under his wet button down shirt making his muscles tense up. Sakura ran her nails along Naruto's tight abs surprised that his body was so firm, she'd expected to find a pudgy ramen belly under his nice white shirt. The shirt itself had surprised her, Naruto was never one to dress up but he had shown up at her door tonight in a crisp white shirt and black slacks his hands in the pockets of a black bomber jacket. Sakura had to admit he looked good, Naruto had grown to be one of the best looking men in the village. Her fingers came into his semi-long blonde locks as she leaned on her tip toes to graze her lips against his.

"Not like this. I don't want it to be like this, I respect you more than that. Sakura-chan you don't want it to be like this do you?" She didn't answer him only let him go and like a lioness made her way to the bed arranging herself on the pillows in a sensual fashion. Naruto looked down shaking his head a bit trying to hold back the tears that threatened to overflow, he finally began to understand what was happening.

"Come on Naruto-kun." She opened her arms out to him but Naruto shook his head no making his hair swish back and forth in front of his blue eyes.

"I know this is about Sasuke because no matter how handsome people keep telling me I look tonight you've never seen me that way. You're only doing this because Sasuke didn't see you in a sexual way and you're desperate for the affections of someone else. You want to be desired in a more than friendship way. I know that's the reason because I felt that way when you rejected me but I got over it. With time you'll get over it too." Just by looking at her he could tell his words weren't getting through to her. Naruto looked her up and down as she got on her knees on the edge of the bed smiling at him. His stomach lurched and he forced himself to remain calm. Sakura was intent on having her way tonight and Naruto decided to give in. Slowly he unbuttoned his shirt, his fingers shaking as he did so.

"Now you can finally have me because we both now know for sure that Sasuke doesn't want me. I don't have the body parts he likes."

"What do you mean?"

"You know exactly what I mean but I still love that clueless look you wear, it makes you look so cute. I understand a little bit now."

"Understand what?" Naruto stopped what he was doing but Sakura took up the task as he stared at her dumbfounded. His shirt slipped off his arms falling to the floor while Sakura began working on his pants. Naruto grabbed her hands to stop her forcing them to make eye contact but he turned his head away. Gently Sakura guided his hands to his sides so she could finish unbuckling his belt and pull it off. She looked at his face and seeing his expression decided to save the removal of his clothes for later. Sakura grazed Naruto's lips with her own and suckled his bottom lip leaving it slightly red when she pulled away. She placed a small kiss on his neck and inhaled deeply the scent that was completely Naruto while he just stood there letting her do whatever she pleased as if he were a doll for her to play with. Sakura didn't mind it at all she enjoyed being in control and enjoyed the confused look on Naruto's face even more.

"You smell so good, I never noticed it before."

"You were too busy chasing after Sasuke and getting wet over the rankness of his farts."

"Sumimasen Naruto-dono I never meant to forget all about you Sasuke had me under a spell but now I'm free from it. I'm free from that witch's devious spell but you've caught me under yours."

"Sakura you're such a sad person. I just want to hold you so bad and hide you from the world but it wouldn't do any good you're already damaged so badly.," he wrapped his arms around her pressing her body to his. He ignored her pert nipples on his bare chest just holding her as if she were a fragile piece of art. Sakura's eyes went wide and she almost put her arms around Naruto looking ready to cry but instead she nipped at his ear.

"I want you to more than hold me. Please Naruto-dono. Onegai." He let her go and she climbed back onto the bed calling him forward with her hand. Naruto fought the urge to vomit and sat on the bed. Sakura pulled him back so he lay down with her sitting over him. She clapped her hands leaving the room in darkness, Naruto had expected as much. Their was a repulsive nagging at the back of his mind that told him she was going to pretend he was Sasuke. She brought her hands between their bodies to pull down his zipper as Naruto clutched the sheets tightly.

"This is so messed up," his voice was barely above a whisper but Sakura had heard it. She almost agreed but Sakura was one of those people that had to hurt someone else even if her pain was just breaking a nail.

"It'll be fine."

"This is the first and last time," Sakura gave him an obviously fake smile in response and pushed her hips to his. Naruto had a sharp intake of breath trying to keep himself in control as he kept his hands pinned to his sides. He would not be willing in this even though his body already betrayed him. He loved Sakura but he had never thought of her in a sexual fashion. Never had he imagined being under her as she… as she… Naruto wasn't sure what to call what was happening to him at the moment. He let his mind go blank hearing only his gasping for air and Sakura's smooth and low breathing. She sounded almost relaxed but the feverish movement of her body said otherwise. He wasn't enjoying this at all and he wanted to tell her but Naruto couldn't bring himself to say anything. He couldn't understand it but he was afraid of Sakura, afraid of what she would do should he put an end to this. Stop her from using his body like this.

"I love you," he whispered softly while his eyes were closed refusing to look at her. It wasn't that he didn't mean it but the words just seemed to be so empty, this wasn't Sakura anymore. The Sakura he proclaimed his love to would never do something like this. She wasn't some common whore like the one who was riding him as if he were some electric pony in front of the supermarket. Naruto let himself become a zombie and wait for it to end, for the aching in his gut to subside and the burning heat that overtook his body to cool down.

"She keeps the funniest parody manga in her closet," the door was open revealing the two figures on the bed to the two that had been about to enter the room.

"Naruto?," blue eyes locked on black both glassing over with tears.

"Let's go back down stairs Sasuke.," he only nodded his head dumbly the happy expression he had worn only moments ago replaced by one of gut-wrenching pain. As soon as the door had closed Sakura got off of Naruto and locked herself in the bathroom. Unable to hold it in anymore Naruto emptied the contents of his stomach onto the floor and when there was nothing left in it bile came up. Shaking he stood up and slipped on his pants, put on his shoes and walked down the stairs. Few eyes fell on him but the ones that did attracted others till the entire party was staring at the retreating form of a broken youth. They knew what a life destroyed looked like they had seen one lock himself in the backroom only a few seconds before this one walked out the door.

Keep the noise low.

She doesn't wanna blow it.

Shaking head to toe

While your left hand does "the show me around".

Quickens your heartbeat.

It beats me straight to the ground.

You don't recover from a night like this.

A victim, still laying in bed, completely motionless.

A hand moves in the dark to a zipper.

Hear a boy bracing tight against sheets

Barely whisper, "This is so messed up".

Upon arrival the guest had all stared.

Dripping wet and clearly depressed,

He'd headed straight for the stairs.

No longer cool, but a boy in a stitch,

Unprepared for a life full of lies and failing relationships.

(Up the stairs: the station where

the act becomes the art of growing up.)

He keeps his hands low.

He doesn't want to blow it.

He's wet from head to toe and

His eyes give her the up and the down.

His stomach turns and he thinks of throwing up.

But the body on the bed beckons forward

And he starts growing up.

The fever, the focus.

The reason that I had to believe

You weren't too hard to sell.

Die young and save yourself.

The tickle, the taste of…

It used to be the reason I breathed

But now it's choking me up.

Die young and save yourself.

She hits the lights.

This doesn't seem quite fair.

Despite everything he learned from his friends,

He doesn't feel so prepared.

She's breathing quiet and smooth.

He's gasping for air.

"This is the first and last time," he says.

She fakes a smile and presses her hips into his.

He keeps his hands pinned down at his sides.

He's holding back from telling her

Exactly what it really feels like.

He is the lamb, she is the slaughter.

She's moving way too fast and all he wanted was to hold her.

Nothing that he tells her is really having an effect.

He whispers that he loves her,

But she's probably only looking for…

(Up the stairs: the station where

The act becomes the art of growing up.)

So much more than he could ever give.

A life free of lies and a meaningful relationship.

He keeps his hands pinned down at his sides.

He waits for it to end

And for the aching in his guts to subside.

The fever, the focus.

The reasons that I had to believe

you weren't too hard to sell.

Die young and save yourself.

The tickle, the taste of…

It used to be the reason I breathed

But now it's choking me up.

Die young and save yourself.

Up the stairs: the station where

The act becomes the art of growing up.

The fever, the focus.

The reasons that I had to believe

you weren't too hard to sell.

Die young and save yourself.

The tickle, the taste of…

It used to be the reason I breathed

But now it's choking me up.

Die young and save yourself.