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"Oooooiiiii! Wake up, Hime-chan!" an obnoxious voice yelled from above me.

"Shut up, Kiba." Someone whispered ferociously. "Do you want Sasuke to kill you?"

"Believe me when I say I will." This voice was cold, hard and sent shivers of dark pleasure through my body.

And I had absolutely no idea why.

My body was heavy, I couldn't move my arms or legs and my head was swimming through clouds of dense fog, my thoughts muddled. A whimper escaped my lips as a burning pain, accompanied by a constant throbbing took up residence just above my left hip bone.

The bickering above me stopped almost immediately. Large, cold hands brushed across my ribs. Why am I shirtless? "Shit, it's still bleeding." Bleeding? Something wet was touching my skin then, licking just where the burn was as the hands traveled to gently, but firmly hold my hips in place.

If it hadn't have been for the tight grasp on my waist, I would've pulled back immediately. The first touch had brought nothing but a more intense pain and just when I thought I would scream, it turned blissfully numb and a sigh escaped my lips. "Hnnn…"

The same hand ruffled softly through my hair and something pressed lightly to my forehead. "Hey, Boss, when do you think Hime-chan will wake up?"

"Whenever he wants too." was the response from the cold voice. "I'll be right back; I have some questions for our guest." It sneered.

A door slammed and immediately I longed for the voice to return, something urging me to go after it, never separate. Against my will, another whimper escaped. The air above me stirred slightly, just enough to arouse curiosity. I struggled to open my eyes, my eyelids twitching with the effort and finally I brought them open half way.

I was confused to say the least, but that may have been because I hadn't managed to open my eyes all the way. It looked like…a dog?...but also….a man? "Kiba! Get away from him before he wakes up! Or worse!...if Sasuke comes back!" the voice hissed.

"Chill, Neji! I'm just having some fun! He smells really good." This voice was right next to my ear, something (a nose?) pressed into the side of my neck, inhaling deeply. What in the world was he doing?

I fought to raise my eyelids higher and won. I blinked slowly once, twice, and then a third time. Staring down at me was a guy about my age with dark spiky hair, and red streaks like war paint falling in triangles underneath brown, widened eyes.

What the heck are those?! This guy…This guy had two pointed ears, the same color as his hair sticking out from the top of his head and, as I looked down, a long bushy tail brushed against my legs as it wagged back and forth in excitement. "Hime-chan!" He grinned showing off large pointed teeth as big as my little finger and that was when terror flooded through me. Gripping at me painfully and tearing down every defense I had until it all escaped me in a drawn-out, horrified wail.

The guy reacted instantly, his clawed hands catching my cheek as he covered his ears. I scrambled backwards, forcing the muscles in my legs to move me away from the beast. My back collided with something hard and I looked up.

A guy with long hair and pale eyes had his hands stretched out in an attempt to be reassuring but it was thwarted by the long claws and sharp ears that jutted out from his head. "Shhh! You're alrigh-"

I didn't wait to hear what he had to say and another scream tore from my lungs. I stumbled away, finally feeling a solid wall against my back and wrapping my arms tightly around my head to protect myself as I had done so many times before. "Leave me alone!" I yelled as I felt them draw closer.

"We're not gunna hur-"

"What in the HELL is going on?!" The cold voice from before shouted but I dared not look up even as something in me screamed to run to it.

"Sasuke!" That was the voice of the pale eyed guy. "We-"

"Oh my god! I'm so sorry Hime-chan!" This was the loud guy said as he pulled my hands away, destroying my only defense.

"NO!" I cried trying to pull my hands free. "Please, don't hurt me!" A loud crack resonated throughout the room and suddenly his grasp was gone and replaced with strong arms that pulled me into a broad chest.

"Don't.fucking.touch.my.mate." The voice snapped each word out, anger seeping into his words.

A groan from across the room made me clutch the body in front of me.

"Sa-Sasuke, he didn't mean anything by it." The voice of the pale-eyed man said warily.

"I can smell that fucking mutt all over him! Kiba hurt him, he's mine and no one hurts my mate." The large, cold body clutching me said. What the hell is he talking about? I thought to myself although I couldn't really bring myself to care too much seeing as I had suddenly become distracted by the comforting scent that seemed to radiate from him.

I was brought out of my daze when gentle fingers pried my own off of a dark tank top. I looked up startled and realized I had somehow lost my glasses. My fingers ran over my face and came away slick and red. I stared at it, wanting to cry before I looked back up. From what I could see of the guy in front of me, he had black hair and black eyes with creamy white skin that begged to be touched.

He leaned forward and when a whimper escaped me, he stopped, only to grasp my face in one hand and gently lay a hand on my neck. "It's okay, dobe, I'm not going to hurt you." He said teasingly as he ran his hand down my neck.

"I-I'm not a dobe you…you teme!" I bit out, although it sounded much weaker then I cared to admit and much less harsh than I wanted it to be. There was a low chuckle and warm breath tickled my skin and made me wince when I grazed over my cheek.

"Hold still…dobe." He said again and before I could protest, he licked my cheek. Now that I was fully awake I understood what I had felt earlier on my stomach and my face flushed in mortification. That was the most intimate I had ever been with anyone before and I had only been half-conscious!

"S-Stop!" I yelped and squirmed against my captor. He growled lowly and something in me made me stiffen. I stopped struggling and the man let out a purr of satisfaction, languidly licking me again. I shut my eyes against the bubbling feeling of contentment I felt as he continued to clean my wound.

When he was pleased with his job he pulled back and smirked at me. I was sure I knew exactly what he was seeing because my face had only heated up further when he continued his actions and my heartbeat was pounding at an above average rate, making me pant for breathe.

"Well don't you look simply delectable." Another voice said but it was quickly cut off by a snarl that reverberated from the man who had thrown himself in front of me the moment he had spoken.

"Easy there baby brother, I just wanted to see who had saved you." The voice said amused. I peeked out from behind broad shoulders to stare at the blurry form of a lurking giant. He had long hair the same color as the guy in front of me but his eyes, which I could see distinctly, flared a bright red. He leaned down and extended a hand toward me, ignoring the growl that followed. "Hey there," he said as if coaxing a wild animal out. "I thought you might want these." He gestured towards his outstretched hand.

I squinted to get a better look at what was in his hands and gasped when I saw what it was. I reached out hesitantly and took them from him. "T-Thank you," I said as I slid my glasses on. One of the frames was lopsided and one of the lenses had cracked but at least I could see again.

"You're quite welcome." The man said when I finally got a good look at him. He was freaking gorgeous. I had always known I was gay and I had been perfectly fine with it, still enduring the bullies in my high school life, and I was proud to say that I would gladly give this man a second look. A growl interrupted my thoughts.

"What are you doing here Itachi?" The guy in front of me growled. Oh hot damn. My mouth watered at the sight of him, broad shoulders, long, powerful legs, and pale, smooth skin that was a stark contrast to the mop of dark hair that was styled into a messy array of midnight locks, but the best was his eyes. Oh his eyes. What I had thought to be black was actually dark grey with shining silver flecks and a slowly crawling, malicious red tint covering his eyes.

An involuntary moan wobbled from my lips and I immediately clasped a hand over my mouth. Oh my god. I didn't just do that did I? The blood rushed to my face as everyone in the room turned around to stare at me. I swallowed thickly and tried to stand, only to crumple back down when pain rippled through my abdomen and I was pulled onto the man's lap.

"You shouldn't try to move so much, mate, I haven't had a chance to heal you properly." He said, running hands over my sides and making me give another involuntary noise.

"And just what, might I ask, is you 'mates' name, Sasuke?" The man said as he looked me over with an approving nod.

So that was his name. Sasuke. Just that one word sent a shiver of delight down my spine. It was so befitting of the man I was practically sitting on top of. He stiffened and leaned over so his mouth was right next to my ear. "Won't you tell me?" He breathed and the resulting shiver seemed to please him immensely.

"N-Naruto Uzumaki." I whispered, waiting for the giggles and taunts that usually accompanied the after of when someone found out who I was…but they never came.

"Hnn," Sasuke purred, his nose brushing against the back of my ear. "I like it, Naruto."

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