Author's note: This is my first actual attempt at writing a long-length fic. It's unbeta'd. Comments and constructive criticism is much appreciated :D

Disclaimer: Don't own Naruto. It's all Kishimoto's

Warning: boys' love, drug use, sex, cursing, adult situations, that juicy stuff

Summary: It was fatal this temptation, but all he wanted to do was give in. Naruto wasn't aware of the price that he would pay for his new-found fame nor was he ready to accept the harsh reality of succumbing to a rather dangerous and handsome bastard.

Though his wounds were healed, a blond young man staggered through the halls with blood and grim plastered and drying onto his skin. He finally reached his destination with deep, staggering breaths. His name, Naruto, was called out in concern by passing persons, but he paid no heed to them. His blue necklace pulsed scarlet red in his hand, but he paid no heed to it either. Naruto looked warily around his dressing room, feeling his body slump as it was in excruciating ache. His usually bright blue eyes were dull and blank, and his beautifully tan skin was losing its glow. Naruto lifted a tan hand through his normally blond locks, but they too lacked their usual luster and gravity defying powers. They framed, more like plastered in sweat, around his face in defeat. An attractive pink-haired woman and a brunet with a feral look in his eyes, both of whom were Naruto's age, watched said blond from afar, too tired and wary themselves to go and comfort their beloved friend.

The blond dragged his feet to a light orange sofa that was a few feet away, catching himself from stumbling every few steps. He slumped onto the sofa with a loud thud, groaning in relief. He stared passively at the ceiling and listened to the hallway echo with bustling crewmen and band members. He brought the pulsing necklace on his chest, right above his heart. It's warmth was biting him, nawing him. But he felt empty, he felt pain, he felt grief creep up on him. He felt his whole body feel heavy but at the same time hollow. Naruto wanted to cry, anything to purge all this burden of emotions away. He closed his eyes, pale eyebrows furrowing. Naruto just couldn't force himself, so he just cursed under his breath.

Everything around Naruto went by slowly as he closed his eyes to become engulfed by exhaustion and sleep. He didn't know how much time passed. He tuned everything out of his mind as just one addicting drug, one tempting sin, one dangerous teme stood out in his mind: Sasuke. Sasuke. Sasuke. Sasuke motherfucking Uchiha.

Naruto curled into himself in anger, in resentment, in sadness, in grief, in defeat. He finally felt the tears that were long been absent. How could he let such a cruel, calculating, and cold man like this fine raven screw and fuck up his life into such fucking chaos?

...

"Naruto-kun, are you sure you want to go through with this?"

Naruto looked away from the window, giving his dark-haired manager a lopsided grin. "Of course I am!"

Yamato looked up from his agenda, glancing at the excited blond with concern. "You are aware that this club is-"

"Dangerous? Full of mobsters, gold-diggers, etc etc? Yeah, I'm well of that. But it's the IT club, Yamato! It's going to help me in the long run," said Naruto, jumping in his seat as he returned his attention to the Konoha's night life at night.

Yamato sighed. He understood Naruto's reasoning. For the past few decades, club Manda has been the favorite of the upper crust. It was the embodiment of glamour, riches, and pleasure, and it attracted numerous celebrities, politicians, and others who lusted for power and sex. It was also the unofficial center of the underground. Here, bosses of gangs, corrupted politicians, heads of powerful corporations or companies met to deal, bargain, and annihilate. They were provided with the utmost privacy and security despite the club's loose and lewd appearance and appeal. If an artist or a musician made it here, astounding the club's vast audience, he or she would become internationally famous overnight. That in itself was a rare few that were so fortunate, however, were sucked into the venom of the dark Manda and were forever lost in the temptations that could only be provided there. Some disappeared, others fell into complete and utter darkness, and some were found dead. This knowledge was slowly eating Yamato.

"Neither Jiraiya-san or Kakashi would have liked this path that you are pursuing," voiced Yamato, his black eyes setting back to his agenda and Blackberry.

Naruto scowled. "Don't be so uptight, Yamato. And, please, don't bring them up. If I want to make it big-"

"It's not your only option."

Naruto glared at his new manager. "I have spent the last eight years struggling to get where I am now. It's not enough, and it won't be enough. The Academy could only take me so far. And it doesn't help that I'm not one of those pop singers, rappers, or any other mainstream artists. Yes, I am getting a lot of hype in the Underground, local clubs, and venues, but we're barely making enough money to get by! We could have been starving since we're paying for all these transportation fees and shit. Stingy baa-chan," scowled the blond, his cheeks puffing in anger. "Swear to ramen, she wants me dead. Thankfully Ichiraku doesn't only have the best tasting ramen in the whole world, it's pretty inexpensive-"

Yamato smiled softly, shaking his head a bit when Naruto mentioned their boss. "I still think you can achieve your goal without resorting to Manda, but I'll stick with you. I promised Kakashi I would," said Yamato, cutting into Naruto's tirade.

Naruto rolled his eyes, turning once again watch the city lights pass by as their cab drove deeper into glowing city. "Thanks," muttered Naruto.

Yamato silently chuckled. "We're almost there."

Naruto's grin returned. "Yosh!"

"Sakura is going beat you up to a bloody pulp," said an emotionless voice.

Naruto glowered at the young dark-haired driver. "Fuck you, Sai. If it wasn't for you grandm-"

"Thank you again, Sai-kun. We really do appreciate your help," said Yamato, elbowing the much slighter blond in the ribs.

"Fuck," groaned Naruto, grabbing his painful ribs. He cursed under his breath, wanting to kill the two men accompanying him. He looked into the cab's rear-view mirror, glaring at Sai's fake smiling face. "Yeah, Sai. Thanks for totaling his Sedan and stealing a fucki-"

It only earned him another jab in the ribs. Naruto howled in pain.

...

"Aw, c'mon Yamato! Why can't we go through the front entrance?" cried the blond obnoxiously, poking at his manager constantly as the trio made their way through the back of the club.

Yamato stopped walking and stared blankly at his prospect. He adjusted his tie before a creepy smile was etched into his now dark and looming face. "Naruto...I don't want to explain myself as we are very late, and it's curtains up in just in a few moments," he said in a haunting whisper.

Naruto froze, his azure eyes widening as he slunk into the nearest wall behind him. The much taller man sent cold shivers down the now whimpering blond who now nodded in compliance. Yamato quickly reverted back into his usual nonchalant self and faked a cough. Sai nodded before leading them towards Naruto's dressing room, knowing full well not to speak as it would only make the blond return to his obnoxious self and all their to "calm" said blond down be shat upon. He just smiled eerily, something he learned from his foster father and boss. "Now remember, Naruto-kun, to linger anywhere, make eye contact with anyone-" began Yamato as they quickened their paces.

Naruto sighed. "I know, I know. Dangerous plac-"

"It's for your own safety. Sai can only look after and protect you so much as you let him, " softly sighed the middle-aged man, his voice void of any emotion now as entered a much more shady part of the club.

Naruto nodded, muttering a thanks to both his manager and bodyguard/close friend. Though it was the back of the club, a place most of the club's enthusiastic clients never set foot upon, there was a foreboding aura that lingered. Naruto knew that he, as well as his companions, had to stand and walk straight with confidence, and that their eyes especially shouldn't linger anywhere nor on anyone. He forced himself to smile, though it wasn't his usual brilliant smiles. He felt anxiety quiver and boil in his gut, and his hands frequently rubbed against his dark jeans to get rid of the perspiration that was kind of soaking his palms. He felt so many eyes on him. Though he loved attention, he wasn't so fond of the amount that he was receiving at the moment. Naruto smiled, and his were focused on Yamato's black suited back.

It wasn't long before the trio reached Naruto's dressing room. It was hard to miss since two of his closest friends, Sakura and Kiba, were bickering loudly at the door. Naruto's smile became genuine and bright. The three them were like siblings, inseparable since childhood. Sakura, who Naruto use to have a crush on, was a stern and studious, not to mention attractive, medical student under the guide Naruto's grandmother. She was a prodigy in the medical world. She quickly finishing college and grad school, and making discoveries and accomplishing things even the brightest and most accomplished doctors could dream of. Kiba use to bred and train dogs to become the finest in the world of dog competitions. But ever since his sister took over the family's agency, Kiba took his chance to accomplish his dream to train dogs for the police force alongside his gargantuan furry companion, Akamaru. Said two childhood friend immediately noticed the Naruto's arrival.

"Naruto," growled Sakura, her green eyes narrowed dangerously as her fists trembled in vicious power.

"Naruto," shouted Kiba, a feral grin expanded to his tattooed cheeks.

"Yo!" replied Naruto who was unsure how to respond.

"Naruto!" shrieked the pink-haired woman. "Do you know how late you are? Th-"

"He's aware, you shrieking hag. Step aside so he can get ready," said Sai as he faked a smile and both his eyes closed so each could form a u.

Sakura's face turned hot pink, and her anger boiled. A green eye twitched. "You-"

"Come, come now. Naruto needs to get ready before he makes his debut," mediated Yamato as he stepped between the emotionless jerk and the fuming medic.

"Yeah, I kind of need to get ready guys. So, can all we all kiss and make-up so I can put this show on a roll?" asked Naruto with blue eyes that warmed and melted his companions.

None of them could a say no to those eyes they were so fond of.

...

Red eyes stared blankly into the bright night sky whose stars were drowned by the city's bright lights. Those piercing eyes stood on the prominent cheekbones of a young pale young man with raven hair. Two silky bangs framed his face while the rest naturally spiked back. A cigarette was set between his pursing thin lips. He never blinks as he was in deep thought. There was an enigmatic and seductive air to the stoic raven. A bloody choke was heard below him. He looked down at the pathetic and dying imbecile whose face was being crush by a polished black leather boot that belonged to the raven. The pitiful man let out a gasping breath. "Please, Master U-Uchiha."

The young Uchiha just continued to crush the man's face who let out a painful cry. Three individuals in dark cloaks watched nearby, their faces hidden in the shadows of their hoods. One approached slowly and took out a large sword from underneath his sword. "Are you sure that's all you can kindly brief us in," said the cloaked individual, his very masculine voice crude yet seductive.

The cloaked man grinned, revealing two sharp canines as he stabbed one of the pitiful man's hands. The imbecile loud another cry, tears and blood streaming down his face. "Yes, that's all I know. As I said, it's going to be in Manda tonight. Top floors. In the so-called Summoning rooms. Room 23. You'll find him there. Please," he hiccuped in desperate sobs, "please spare me."

The cloaked man and imbecile looked up to the raven. The Uchiha, as if he heard nothing, threw his cigarette down, and it burnt the imbecile. The imbecile continued to sob pathetically on the ground. The cloaked man removed his hood, revealing a handsome devil with shaggy light blue hair. "Boss?" he asked.

The Uchiha closed his eyes and left behind his shark-like man to deal with the imbecile. "Hurry it up, Suigetsu," called out an irritated female voice that belonged to one of the remaining cloaked people.

Suigetsu rolled his eyes. "Whatever, Karin you conniving banshee of a ugly ho. You can clean it up since we, meaning Juugo and me, always do the dirty work," said the devilish man, revealing shark-like teeth as he quickly ended the imbecile's life.

The cloaked woman pulled back her hood as she stomped towards her comrade. Her long hair was an alarming red-orange, and her dark eyes were hidden behind thick-rimmed glasses. She would have passed off as a rather hot and fiery librarian if it weren't for her rather crude and rather annoying persona. Before she could retort, Suigetsu shouted out, "One, two, three! Not it!"

Karin gaped as the remaining cloak person made a loud grunt before getting up and following their raven haired boss. Suigetsu laughed as he cleaned his sword and ran after them, leaving behind a fuming and shrieking red-head. "Hurry up, Karin! Boss man need you to guide!"

The devil with the shark-like grin quickly caught up with the two other men. He tugged on the much taller cloaked man's hood, revealing a man with spiky orange locks. Light blue eyes settled on Suigetsu in question. "It's going to be your first time in such a top-knotched place, ain't it Juugo?" asked Suigestu as he prodded the taller' man's side with his elbow.

Juugo nodded silently and settled his eyes back in front of him. Suigestu too looked forward, and smirked as he saw his boss a few feet ahead. They quickly approached a black expensive looking sedan with black tinted windows. The boss took shot gun. Getting closer, Suigetsu marveled at the Rolls Royce Ghost Sedan. The boss had impeccable taste in cars, especially luxury cars like this one. The sword-man couldn't help but whistle as he and Juugo entered the car in their respective seats. Karin came not long after and pouted when she realized she had to sit with Suigetsu in the back seats yet again and not in the passenger seat alongside their Adonis-like boss. Suigestu laughed as the motor started. "So, whose looking forward to clubbing?"

...

Naruto fidgeted nervously as the make-up team finished priming him up. He exhaled deeply as they began cleaning up their workspace, leaving him to gaze at himself in the mirror. He felt his breath hitch in his throat. It was as if he were looking at an angelic stranger. His hair, instead of its usually spikes that were held up with the help of trusty gel, fell in golden waves that framed his face and shined in different tints of golds as it was caught light. His face held hardly any signs of make-up except his eyes and lips. His deep azure eyes, the embodiments of the clearest parts of the ocean that were full of life and innumerable emotions, became even more profound and distinct as they were outlined by eyeliner. His lips shined with an acceptable coating of lips gloss. His scars, three on each cheek, were slightly darkened to become more distinct on the blond's beautiful face. The young man wore a pure white suit with matching white dress shirt and white dress shoes. He couldn't help but smile softly.

Sakura approached him with a proud look on her face. "Look at you, Naruto! You looks so handsome!"

Naruto turned to his pink-haired friend and thanked her with a light blush on his cheeks. Sakura cooed at him."Don't be so humble!" she giggled. "Oh, and look what I have!"

Sakura held out a light orange tie. Naruto gaped. "Oh, wow! Sakura! Thank you!"

Sakura smiled and gestured to the tie. She gently tied it around Naruto's neck and dusting off imaginary dust of his suit before gingerly kissing his forehead. "I figured it bring out your eyes even more."

Naruto felt his eyes begin to tear, making his friend panic. "Hey, don't cry! You'll ruin your make-up," she cried softly as she pulled him into a hug.

The now whimpering blond rested his head on her shoulder and tightened their embrace. Sakura sighed and patted his hair affectionately. "Now, make us proud! Make Tsunade-san proud! I'll be filming you, okay? I promised your grandmother I would since she couldn't make it."

Naruto nodded, holding back his tears and sniffling a bit. The others, who were spectating, came and hugged around them. Naruto laughed as the others were praising him and telling him to break a leg. "Thank you," said Naruto with a warm smile as they all pulled away but still holding onto each other's hands and arms." You guys don't know how much this means to me."

Yamato coughed as he adjusted his coat. "Ready Naruto-kun?" he said indifferently as he headed the door.

Naruto breathed deeply and regained his confidant composure. He grinned brightly before following his manager out and shouted a "Hell yes!" Sai followed close behind the blond, leaving Sakura and Kiba to find their way to their seats in the center of the shoved his hands into his slacks's pockets to keep them from fidgeting. Closer and closer was he getting to be on stage and perform. It felt all so surreal to the blond. He felt his heart beat against his chest rapidly, and his head felt kind of light headed. Sai rubbed the blonde's back. Naruto smiled at the socially awkward man's gesture. It was rare for Sai not to say something belittling, but the young dark haired man knew that his usually crude words would only discourage his good friend. "Your freakishly girly voice will knock them dead and only further prove your lack of penis," said the dark haired bodyguard flatly..

So maybe that wasn't the case. Before Sai could think about petting the blonde's package, Naruto laughed heartily and rubbed his neck. "Thanks for the encouragement, you twat."

Sai yawned in response. They were finally behind the curtains that would reveal Naruto to the whole club. The blond could hear the laughter and the gossiping that his audience were emitting as well as the smell of smoke, alcohol, and heavy perfume. The air was more thick here as the band played a bit of sensual jazz. If the blond sharpened his hearing a bit, he would be able to hear the ruffle of clothing, the friction of skin, and the skidding of shoes against floors as countless faceless yet handsome couples danced in the dim light of the dance floor. Naruto closed his eyes and began to breath in a deep, slow pace.

With great determination and unrelenting, Naruto walked to the center of the stage and waited for his cue. A tall man with sickly pale skin, snake-ish yellow eyes, and long silky hair approached him. He crossed his arms with a cruel smirk on his face after pulling a piece of hair back to reveal his gauged ears. "So," he hissed, "You must be Uzumaki Naruto."

Naruto smiled, never showing that he was uncomfortable in this man's presence. "Yes, I am. I'm sorry for being late Orochimaru-san," he said with a respectful nod.

Orochimaru chuckled, making Naruto twitched. "It is acceptable this time. You are in high demand, Naruto. My clients are interested in you. They are attracted by you. I will do anything for my clients."

The blond laughed lamely. "Thank you. Thank you so much for this opportunity."

"Of course," replied the snake-like man before disappearing into the darkness.

Naruto sighed, but then his eyes widened, and he remembered something that was dearly precious to him. He quickly took out the blue pendant that he wore around his neck. It suddenly pulsed a radiant red, and it continued to pulse as if it were in sync with his own heart beat. Naruto closed his eyes as he kissed the pendant, praying silently before putting it back safe underneath his dress shirt and tie.

Naruto gulped and recomposed himself. He heard the band stop playing as static was heard. Brightening light streamed from underneath the curtain as the shuffle of feet and dresses were heard. People were heading back to their seats. The clunks and screeches of chairs echoed briefly in the air. He closed his eyes, drowning out any feelings of anxiety out of his system. "Ladies and gentleman," said Orochimaru from the other side of the curtain, "let me introduce to you the angel that you all have been waiting for: the Fox of Hidden Leaf, Uzumaki Naruto."

Naruto turned his head quickly to his two dark-haired companions as he once again smiled, making him look like a beautiful grinning fox spirit. He returned his gaze back to where it use to be and closed his eyes once more. The curtain raised and one lone light landed right on the blond, making his golden locks radiate a sublime halo. Everything was quite until a seraphic voice was released into an ethereal song. Blue eyes opened to engross a mass of hungry mass.

...

A pair of scarlet eyes reverted to their original onyx color as they drank in the rapturous performance that took place before them. The owner of these eyes, though he looks uninterested and emotionless, was deeply enraptured. Suigetsu could tell as his usually remote boss slowly began to walk closer to the stage. Karin, in concern, called out to the young boss, "Sasuke? What's wrong?"

Sasuke stopped just a few feet away from the stage. A smirk etched into his handsome face. "Uzumaki Naruto," he said, fully enunciating every syllable of the singer's name.

It was then when two eyes locked and breaths were nonexistent for a short flight of seconds. Both young men were oblivious of the tribulations that were in store for them.