Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ The Emerald Key ❯ Chapter 2

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

For all of you who may have been wondering ‘dorei’ means slave in Japanese. I apologize for not translating that last chapter. -.-‘

Thanx to Sherabo for betaing this!! I don’t know what I’d do without you sis!

Itachi for the first time in a very long time was able to truly relax. The blond slave had a calming effect on him. He didn’t know if it had been part of the boy’s genetics and did that to anyone he encountered or if it was just him, nor did he care. With Naruto at his side, all thoughts of business deals and corporate takeovers flew from his mind and he could just let himself go.
He was currently leaning against a Douglas fir, a book from their enormous library – for which he was grateful -- in his hands. The fox boy was lying on the forest floor, his sun silk head resting in his customer’s lap. The little fox had worn himself out from playing and swimming in the large pond he’d shown Itachi. Glancing down at a whispered murmur from the slumbering boy, Itachi couldn’t help but smile before returning to his book. Naruto was just too cute for his own good sometimes.
He had been there for three days now, and not once did the fox boy complain that he’d yet to touch him. In fact, Naruto seemed to welcome the CEO’s lack of ‘interest’. He really couldn’t blame him, given what kind of life he’d been born into. Over the past two days, the raven haired man had learned all he could about the little blond.
Just as he had originally expected, Naruto had been born in ‘Elysium’s’ ‘manufacturing wing’ for the sole purpose of being a pleasure slave. His childhood had been somewhat happy at first. He would play with the other children without a single care in the world until they slowly began to disappear one by one as they reached a certain age.
That had been three years ago. Itachi tried not to dwell too much on that, for he did not wish to frighten the little one with the infamous Uchiha temper. ‘Could I really be able to leave him?’ the CEO pondered, putting the book down, not caring if it got dirty. ‘Elysium’ could always order another copy for their extremely well stocked library.
“Please don’t leave me Haku!” Naruto moaned, still asleep. Sorrowful crimson eyes glanced down at the boy again, pity filling the normally stone cold heart. Unable to just sit there and do nothing, Itachi gingerly laid one of his perfectly manicured hands on the boy’s head and began to lovingly stroke the corporeal sunlight.
‘Poor kid,’ the raven haired god thought, recalling what Naruto had told him about his trainer.

Dream
The blond fox boy sat sobbing his eyes out the room he’d just been thrown into. All his friends were gone and now he was told that he was ready for ‘work’. He didn’t want to work, he wanted his friends back. Besides, he’d heard bad things about ‘work’ from the whispers of his caretakers.
“Crying is going to ruin that adorable face of yours,” a soft feminine voice chided gently from above.
Looking up, the soon to be ‘employee’ saw the most beautiful creature he’d ever seen. He’d heard of angels, but never once did he think he’d ever meet one. Leaning down slightly was a girl about two or three years older than him. Her raven hair was flowing down her back in between a pair of magnificent raven black wings. The blond fox boy longed to run his fingers over the sleek and shiny feathers to see if they were as soft as they looked. And her face, oh gods! It was truly that of an angel. The alabaster skin looked as soft and supple as the silk kimono she was currently wearing.
The ‘girl’ smiled at him warmly, a tinge of infinite pity in ‘her’ warm chocolate eyes. “Here,” she said producing a handkerchief and wiped away the smaller boy’s tears. “Now that’s better.” She smiled again, taking the blond fox’s hand and carefully helped him to his feet.
“I-I d-don’t wanna d-do w-work!” the boy sniffled.
“Shh,” the ‘girl’ whispered, pulling the smaller one to him, wrapping her silk covered arms and wings around him protectively. “I know you don’t little one,” she said, rubbing formless patterns on the boy’s back as he whimpered and cried against her chest. “But we are all just tools for others to use in this place. We have no other purpose than that.”
“W-Why?” the smaller blond whimpered again.
“I do not know little one. That is just the way things are. You either work or serve as one of the Master’s experiments. You should be grateful he wishes for you to work.” The angel ‘girl’ stifled a shudder, ‘she’ knew all too well of the horrors hidden deep within the halls of the medical wing that was Kabuto’s personal domain. This boy was lucky that he was pretty enough –- or in this case, cute – for work.
The fox boy sniffled, turning glistening sapphire eyes toward orbs of warm maple. “I-I don’t know how,” he whined. How was he going to work, if he didn’t even know what work really was? None of the staff that had been assigned to the ‘nursery’ had ever bothered to even explain why the children were even there to begin with.
“Would you like for me to teach you?” the angelic ‘girl’ asked, guardedly. ‘She’ knew that was why ‘she’d’ been assigned to this particular room, but it didn’t mean ‘she’d’ like being there. In fact, despite ‘her’ view on ‘her’ lot in life she had no love for this line of work; none of them ever did. The only way ‘she’d’ been able to survive this long was to lock away any and all traces of emotion.
“P-Please, nee-chan?” came the blond’s shy reply, the sniffles almost disappearing now.
The raven haired angel chuckled, smiling down at the cute kitsune ‘she’d’ come to adore at first glance. “Actually, I’m a boy,” he said, causing the blond’s eyes to bug out.
“You’re too pretty to be a boy!” the smaller one protested, earning another chuckle from the winged boy.
“See for yourself,” the older ‘boy’ replied, smiling – though the smile didn’t reach his eyes this time – and pulled at the obi which had been tied in the front(1). The snow lily kimono then slipped down the angel’s slender frame. The fox boy’s face turned a fiery red, instinctively knowing that people usually didn’t undress in front of others. He let out a tiny gasp when the kimono finally stopped falling and was now lying on the ground in a silken puddle of pale blue and snow white.
“Y-You really are a boy,” the blond said meekly, still blushing profusely.
“Do you still want me to teach you?” the raven haired angel asked, watching the other carefully. If he didn’t, then another would be sent to force the training on the boy and he would most definitely be punished for the fox boy’s stubbornness.
He did not want to cause this adorable creature anymore suffering and began to silently pray that the blond would agree. Of all ‘Elysium’s’ trainers, he was the most gentle and lenient. He had often been chastised by his former trainer Zabuza for displaying mercy to his ‘students’. He didn’t care, he felt that the poor souls doomed to a life of servitude in this hell deserved as much kindness and sympathy as he could give them, for it was known that those who would purchase their services would never do so.
Unable to reply; the blond could only glance shyly away and nod. Smiling with relief, the winged boy closed the short distance between them and gently placed slender and feminine hands on his whiskered cheeks. “I will never hurt you,” he cooed into one golden orange ear, “Just let me show you what to do and I’ll take care of everything.”
The smaller blond gulped nervously, unused to having someone naked so close. He shifted on his feet, feeling suddenly confused at the strange warm feeling slowly heading toward his stomach. His new trainer chuckled lowly as he lowered his angelic face and gingerly pressing his rose petal lips against the blond’s. He used the blond’s shock as a distraction and slipped a hand into his bright orange boxers.
“Shh,” he whispered soothingly when the fox boy started to squirm at the unexpected and unfamiliar touch. “This won’t hurt, you’ll like it.” The raven haired angel then went back to kissing his new student while making him squirm again, this time with unrealized pleasure. The fox boy moaned as the taller boy’s wings brushed teasingly against the bare skin of his arms and back

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Over the next two months, the fox boy spent his days and nights learning the ways of his ‘trade’ from the angelic boy. As the older boy had predicted, his vulpine student did indeed enjoy himself. The petite boy followed him all over their cavernous room, constantly begging for another ‘lesson’. He would even go so far as to pretend to have forgotten his lessons just so he could get his beautiful trainer to make him feel that mind blowing ecstasy he got from each lesson. The winged boy’s soft delicate touches played his body like a finely tuned instrument, touching all the right spots that practically had him melting in Haku’s arms.
“Haku-sensei?” the blond called when his angelic trainer hadn’t moved or said anything for what seemed like hours to the younger boy. “Did I do something wrong?”
“Hm?” the raven haired angel replied distractedly, still not moving from the tree he was resting against and gazing out at the pond. ‘How could I let this happen?’ the trainer bemoaned, ‘In all this time not once have I ever let myself get attached to a student. Not since…’ No, he refused to let himself remember the first and only mistake he’d ever made. ‘What is it about this little one that made me fall for him?!’ Haku had, in his eyes, committed the ultimate sin. He had allowed himself to feel love for a fellow ‘employee’.
“I’m sorry!!” the blond wailed, tears beginning to stream down lightly tanned cheeks, “Whatever I did, I’ll fix it! S-So please… please don’t hate me Haku-sensei!”
“Oh little one!” Haku said, pulling the fox boy into his lap. “I could never hate you. You’ve done nothing wrong.”
“Then why are you so sad?” he sniffled, snuggling against his angel’s chest.
“I’ve done something terrible, little kitsune,” the trainer replied fighting back his own tears, and refusing to look at his student’s concerned sapphires.
“W-What?”
Haku sighed, deciding that if he was going to be damned, he might as well enjoy what little happiness he had left. “I’ve fallen in love with you, my adorable little kitsune,” he whispered, titling the boy’s head slightly before placing a passionate kiss on his student’s already kiss bruised lips. “I love you,” he whispered again before going back for more.
“I love you too, Haku-sensei!” the younger of the two chirped happily, overjoyed that the love he had for his beautiful trainer was returned.

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“Haku,” the tall man with a bandanna covering the lower part of his face said, shaking the raven haired angel awake.
Haku frowned slightly, but said nothing. He knew why his ex-trainer was there. He had spent more time with the boy than was normal for a trainer and now they had sent Zabuza to fetch him. It was time for them to earn their keep. He didn’t want to subject his student and now lover to the hell he knew his life would become – oh he knew all too well – but he had no choice in the matter. The Master was God in this place. No one would dare go against him while he held their very lives in the palm of his evil hands.
“I’m sorry, my little kitsune,” the raven haired angel whispered, placing one last kiss on the slumbering blond’s lips. “But it’s better this way.”
The fox boy then chose the worst possible moment to wake up. “Mmm… Haku?” he asked, noticing the stranger standing next to his trainer and lover. The angelic boy stood still, his back to the blond and tense. “W-What’s going on?”
“It’s time for me to go, little one,” the older boy replied coldly, wincing at the pain he was feeling. He was doing what he’d sworn never to do again. He’d learned the hard way that telling those students who’d fallen for him he’d be leaving them was the last thing he should do. Instead he would leave while the other slept, like a thief in the night; he felt that that would be better, though painful still.
“N-No!” his student protested, bottom lip quivering and sapphire pools beginning to shine with gathering tears.
“My time with you is up. You and I both knew I’d never be able to remain here forever.”
“I don’t care! I want you to stay here! I-I love you!” the blond shouted, rushing after the retreating couple.
The taller man stepped between the two, giving the fox boy a somewhat sympathetic look. Many of Haku’s students had the nasty habit of falling prey to the spell of the angel’s unnatural beauty. “Don’t make this any harder for him,” he warned, “If you continue to put up a fuss like this, your trainer will suffer for it. Surely you don’t want thatThe smallest of the three gulped, feeling very intimidated by this newcomer. “N-No,” he whimpered.
“Then let him go. You’ll get over him.” With that the masked man turned and led the fox boy’s beloved Haku to the door and through it.
“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO HAKUUUUUUUUUU!!!!” the blond screamed, pounding on the unrelenting door. “DON’T GOOOOOOOOOO!!!”
End Dream

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“DON’T GOOOOOOOOOO!!!” Naruto screamed; jerking the raven haired man out of the light doze he’d slipped into.
Seeing that the little one was having a nightmare he pulled the blond up into his lap and held him close to his shirtless chest, rubbing soothingly along his back and hair. ‘If only there were some way to help you little kitsune,’ Itachi sighed inwardly. ‘You do not deserve a life like this.’
“I-Itachi-sama?” came the boy’s hoarse whimper.
“I’m here, Naruto. It’s alright,” he cooed, still rubbing the boy’s back.
“I’m sorry. I’m causing you so much trouble,” the slave muttered, refusing to meet his master’s eyes.
“Not at all, little one,” the CEO protested, turning Naruto’s face back towards his, “It’s only natural to miss those you love.”
“It’ll never stop hurting will it?” the petite boy asked morosely.
“I can’t tell you that. I don’t know if it ever will, only you can answer that for yourself.”
“I want it to, but every time I think about Haku-sensei…”
Itachi gave a small nod. He too had felt a similar pain. He hadn’t thought of Shisui, a distant cousin and secret love, in years.
The teen’s ‘suicide’ had caused the then fifteen year old Itachi to freeze up. He had always suspected his father had something to do with it – the bastard didn’t want his precious family reputation with the local police force tarnished – but could never prove it. It was then that he’d run away from his forested home and shacked up with an acquaintance while he continued his education, though not the one his overbearing cop of a father had planned for him.
Once the fugitive Uchiha had gotten his university diploma, he began searching for employment in the financial world. Being a member of the prestigious Uchiha family had caused doors to open almost immediately for him. It took only two short years before he had climbed all the way to the top of the corporate ladder and became the sole owner of the world’s largest accounting firm Akatsuki Inc. Not once did he ever look back at his past in all this time, adopting the persona of a cruel hearted and ruthless business tycoon. He had decided that the Itachi Uchiha his family once knew had died the day his lover ‘killed himself’.
All that had come crumbling down once he’d laid eyes on those beautiful yet pained and haunted gems. There was just something about this boy that demanded he drop all the corporate crapola and act like an actual human being for once.
“How about if I give you something else to think about?” Itachi asked with a mischievous glint in his crimson eyes.
“L-Like what Itachi-sama?” the adorable fox squirming in his lap asked.
“This.” The raven haired god then pressed his lips to Naruto’s delicious yet trembling ones.
It took several moments for the slave to realize what was going on before he started to push at the man’s chest. “I’m sorry, little one,” Itachi apologized, mentally berating himself for going against his word. “I should not have done that.”
“I-I didn’t mind,” Naruto said, his face now a bright beet red.
“Oh?” the CEO queried, rising one elegant eyebrow.
“It was like it was… with…”
Itachi nodded in understanding. “That’s because you’re replacing your ‘Haku’ with me. I refuse to take advantage of you like that.”
“But… but I like you Itachi-sama!” the teen interjected. “So I won’t mind if you want to use me. You’re a nice guy.”
“That is exactly why I can’t do anything. I refuse to do to you what so many others have forced upon you.”
“You wouldn’t be forcing me,” Naruto muttered, glancing away, angry with himself for pushing away a customer.
“No Naruto,” the taller man adamantly refused. “I think it’d be best if I left. I did enjoy our time together little one, but I have a business to run.”
“Damn it Itachi-sama!” the fox boy yelled, chasing after the CEO, “Can’t ya see I’m trying to tell you I love you!”
That got his attention. Itachi stopped a few yards from where the door lay; his back rigid and stiff. “Then I really must leave. It’ll only be much worse if I stayed.” And he was right. If he stayed any longer, he would most probably cause a heap of trouble for the firm and that was utterly unacceptable. Should he give in and stay, he’d have to fight not only his accountant Kakuzu for the cash – he wouldn’t be able to leave without the boy – but Naruto’s master as well. From what he’d seen of the pale skinned, long haired man, he could see that he was the type who wouldn’t let go of someone like this blond for all the money in the world. It would definitely be a hassle he didn’t need. He didn’t spend all those years making the firm into what it was now to throw it all away for some whore slave – no matter how cute they were.
“I’ve gotten stronger since then!” the blond retorted, “Besides I’ll get over it,”
“Will you? Are you ‘over’ Haku?” It was cruel, he knew, but it needed to be said.
“Aw to hell with this!” screamed the slave and he darted in front of the CEO and forced him to bend his head forward. Naruto then promptly shoved his lips against Itachi’s.
The taller man attempted to extricate himself from the petite slave, but found that Naruto had the hold of a bulldog. Sighing inwardly, he allowed himself to give into the desire he’d felt for this boy since they’ve first met. ‘So be it,’ he thought, ‘I only hope he really is as strong as he boasts. Otherwise I won’t be the only one who dies from this.’

~TBC~

(1) A bit of trivia here folks. Back in the day, prostitutes used to tie their obi in the front because it was easier to take off their clothes and get dressed after. Thought you’d like to know.

Sakura: Whew!! Got this out in time for Naru-chan’s b’day.

Naruto: Aww! I wanted ramen!!!!

Sakura: Na-ru-tooooooooooooo!!!!! I worked hard on this thing!!! How dare you insult me like that!

Naruto: I’m sorry!!! I’m sorry!! I’m sorry!!!! It’s a great present believe it!!

Sasuke: And I thought our Sakura was scary.

Pakkun: No kidding. That is one scary fic writer.