A story of Abusing Angels

Chapter 1

"I'm sorry," pleaded a little blonde-haired boy. The desperation in his voice was enough to break even the coldest heart of stone. "Please stop," he cried. The pain in his breathtakingly beautiful eyes and soft voice, however, was lost on the cold man in front of him.

"If you want to break the rules," the man sneered while grabbing a fistful of blonde, silky hair, "then you can face the consequences."

"But I didn't do anything!" the blonde exclaimed as he tried to pull free of the older man's grasp. His attempts to get away only made the pain stronger as the man kept his grip in the blonde hair.

It was true, however, that the blonde hadn't done anything wrong. He had done absolutely nothing, but that wouldn't stop his guardian from finding something to hurt him or to punish him for… he always did.

"You're back-talking," the man said coldly. "That in itself is ground for punishment."

The blonde bit his tongue; he knew better than to argue and he had learned it the hard way. When his guardian, Orochimaru, wanted something, or told you to do anything, you didn't argue.

Orochimaru dragged the blonde from his small room to Orochimaru's big one. Not one time along the way did he loosen his firm grip in the blonde's hair.

"What should your punishment be today, Naruto?" he asked evilly. He threw the blonde to the floor and shot him a look that just dared him to move. Naruto would never disobey those golden, snake-like eyes when the person they belonged to was so angry… another lesson he had learned the hard way.

Orochimaru ran his cold eyes over Naruto's body, instantly causing fear to arise in the blonde's heart. He made a slight gesture with his hand, telling the blonde to stand.

The snake walked to stand in front of his terrified ward.

One would think that Naruto would be used to the more frequent and random beatings he was now receiving, but he wasn't.

He was seventeen, or would be in three long weeks. This meant that he would only have to wait one more year before he could finally get away from his cruel guardian. He flinched when Orochimaru raised a pale hand as if to strike him.

"Naruto," the snake said mockingly, "do not jump to conclusions. I am merely trying to solve a problem I have." Naruto kept his gaze focused on the pale hand that was only inches from his face.

Suddenly, the hand shot forward and Naruto closed his eyes in the fearful expectation of the hand's vicious sting as it made contact with the side of his face. The sting never came. Instead, he felt a gentle caress on his cheek which caused his eyes to shoot open.

Despite the gentleness of the touch, Orochimaru's eye were still as cold as always… but Naruto saw a foreign look in his guardian's gaze. Was it… lust? A new fear erupted in the blonde's chest.

"I don't know whether I should mark your body," the snake said nastily as his eyes roamed over Naruto's body again, "or taste it…" he finished.

Naruto's eyes widened as he tried to step away from the snake. Orochimaru grabbed him roughly and threw him on the bed, pinning his arms down.

"How about both?" he asked menacingly. He then slapped the blonde so hard, that Naruto actually saw stars. He also managed to rip the young blonde's shirt open, leaving his tan chest exposed for a golden, hungry gaze.

"Beautiful," the snake said quietly, leaning down to capture soft, less-than-willing lips with his own.

TLA

"Okay, class," Kakashi Hatake announced, "I'm going to call roll, give you your new books, and then go ask the drama teacher to help me improve my acting."

He smiled, but the only way you could tell was by the squinting of his eyes and the movement of his mask. No one really knew why he wore the mask in the first place.

"Don't you mean you're going to molest the drama teacher?" asked a raven-haired teen. The teen was finely muscled, covered with pale skin. His raven hair hung down in his eyes, but spiked in the back. Despite the hair in his face, he was beautiful, almost Godly so.

He was about 6'4" with cool onyx eyes that were infamous for melting the heart of any girl that look into them. In fact, if the girls had their way he wouldn't be named Sasuke Uchiha, he would be named: Mr. Right, Sex-on-legs, The Sex God… he'd heard many. His eyes were alight with amusement, but you had to look hard to see it.

"I see Uchiha-kun is here today," Kakashi said, marking his roll book. "And yes, I might end up molesting him a little. Do you have a problem with that?"

Some of the class laughed at that, while the others were simply bored. They all knew Kakashi was a pervert; they were used to it. They did however, feel sympathy for Iruka Umino, the drama teacher.

Sasuke chuckled. He did not laugh, never a laugh. "No problem at all," he answered with a smirk.

The Uchiha's smirk slipped, as he realized that the person who usually has a problem with Iruka getting molested hadn't spoken up. He looked around the room to find that the little ball of sunshine, otherwise known as Naruto Uzumaki, was not there.

"Uzumaki?" Kakashi continued with the roll. No answer, "Naruto?" He looked around the room and noticed that the blonde wasn't in his usual seat behind Sasuke. That worried him. He heard from Iruka that the blonde's guardian was very cruel. He could just hope that the blonde was running late.

TLA

Naruto looked up at Orochimaru fearfully. The snake hurt him all the time: verbally, physically, but never had he tried to touch him sexually. "Come on, Naruto," the evil man said, "you act like this is your first time."

Naruto couldn't reply, or even speak for that matter, from the amount of fear lodged in his throat and chest. All he could do was look up into the cold eyes of his guardian and hope he was just having a nightmare.

Of course he had never done something like this before, not even close. He had never even kissed someone until Orochimaru had forced their lips together earlier.

Naruto believed very strongly in waiting to have sex. It wasn't even about waiting for marriage; he believed that people should save themselves for the one person they love more than anyone else in the world.

The snake feigned a look of surprise and understanding. "This is your first time, isn't it?" He looked at the obvious fear on the blonde's angelic face and felt no hint of remorse or pity; the idea of being Naruto's first turned him on. He smirked evilly, "Lucky me."

TLA

Sasuke was really worried about his blonde friend. Just what was keeping Naruto from coming to school? Everyone knew that he was a demon vessel and didn't get sick… so what was keeping him?

The Uchiha couldn't shake the bad feeling he had. Ever since his friend had moved in with this Orochimaru he seemed different. It wasn't a huge change, and if Sasuke and Naruto weren't best friends, he wouldn't have noticed anything different in the blonde's behavior. TThere was just a little less sparkle in the blonde's sapphire eyes and his smiles had started looking forced; they weren't forced enough to worry anyone else but Sasuke.

Sasuke also noticed some bruises on the tan skin that couldn't have been caused by simply "walking into a door" or "falling down" as Naruto always tried to explain. He was a klutz, sure, but did he just happen to bump into a door everyday?

Sasuke had suspicions about what was causing his friend to be absent, and they were all driving him crazy. Not seeing the little idiot not only worried him, but also hurt his heart. He'd gotten used to seeing the loud-mouthed ball of sunshine everyday; Naruto was the only reason he came to school in the first place. Not seeing the blonde at school could be compared to a little kid going to the candy store for candy and finding it empty; or an even better metaphor… a sky with no sun.

To Sasuke, Naruto was more than a best friend. He was a lover.

Sasuke Uchiha, the cold-hearted bastard, secretly loved Naruto Uzumaki. And actually, if the possibility of Naruto rejecting his love hadn't hurt and scared him so much, he would have already told the blonde how much he loved him and claimed him as his.

As it was, just the mere thought of being rejected by Naruto stabbed at his heart, so he settled with having Naruto as his best friend.

"Sasuke Uchiha," Kakashi called out.

Sasuke gave a slight, very slight, start and looked at his teacher.

"Stop day dreaming and come get your new book," Kakashi said.

Sasuke sighed and got up from his desk. He walked to the front of the class and got the book from Kakashi. As he walked back to his seat, he examined the book.

It was just a little paperback, nothing special. The cover however, was a little sketchy. On it were two guys, one in the other's arms. The bigger of the two was holding the smaller one and appeared to be whispering in his ear. Whatever he was saying worked in getting quite a blush from his 'friend.'

"Oi, Kakashi," Sasuke said, turning to look at his teacher who looked back quizzically, "Is this another one of those perverted books you like to make us read? Didn't the principal tell you to stop giving us this garbage?"

Kakashi feigned a look of hurt. "Why, Uchiha-kun, the books I assign are far from garbage. They are beautiful pieces of art. And I do believe that I'm still the teacher here, so it'll be Kakashi-sensei, okay?" He smiled. "And if you'll notice, your book is special."

The Uchiha raised a perfectly sculpted brow quizzically and looked at some of the other students' books. There was a difference. While his had two guys on the front, theirs had a boy and a girl on the front. Had he not have been an Uchiha, he would have blushed.

"I thought you would enjoy it more," Kakashi said, his eyes laughing. "You're welcome."

"Why thank you, Kakashi," Sasuke said, deliberately pausing before adding, "Sensei."

Sasuke looked at his book as he sat down. He hadn't openly said he was gay yet, he hadn't felt like it, but he's never tried to hide it either. Most people seemed to catch on, if only his fan-girls would too.

Sasuke sighed and put the book in his bag, his mind instantly switching back to Naruto. Was he okay? Was he hurt?

TLA

Naruto cried out in pain as Orochimaru forcefully thrust his member into the blonde's virgin entrance. He had never felt something so painful; it felt as if he were being ripped in two every time his guardian thrust into him.

The snake continued to force himself in and out of the blonde, but no matter how much it hurt physically, it hurt his heart more. This wasn't supposed to be happening- why was this happening?

It completely broke Naruto's heart that his guardian was doing this to him. He wanted to save himself for the person he loved most, someone he had already found. He couldn't bear the thought of telling the one he loved that someone had already taken him, even if it wasn't his fault.

The pain took his breath away.

"You know, Naruto," Orochimaru said, grabbing the blonde's member, "your heart and your mind might not want this," he began to stroke the blonde in time to his painful thrusts; the blonde's member hardening at the cool and unwanted touch, "but your body seems to disagree."

"No!" Naruto exclaimed, yet he knew that Orochimaru was right. While his heart screamed in pain, his body screamed in pleasure. He didn't want this; he really didn't. He'd rather be beaten within an inch of his life. It was taking all he had not to let tears fall down his cheeks… he wouldn't give his guardian that much pleasure.

TLA

Sasuke's classes seemed to be dragging at an unbearably slow pace. Every single one was even more boring and unusually quiet. He knew why though; he had every class but one with Naruto. Without the blonde, class seemed pointless and dull.

In his second class, he recalled not having to explain every single math problem multiple times. In his third class, science, he vaguely remembered doing a lab all alone because his usual partner was absent.

Lunch had been strange to say the least...

"Hello, Sasuke-kun!" came an annoyingly high-pitched voice. He knew who it was immediately.

Sasuke mentally cringed at the voice of his number one fan-girl. A few weeks ago, she bothered him so much that it drove him to the point of confessing that he was gay to her and her best friend Ino.

After he saw the hurt looks on their faces, he felt a little guilty about getting so mad at them, but then it disappeared when they turned and left. They hadn't bothered him with their cliché love confessions since then; they actually hadn't bothered him at all… until today that is.

Sasuke sighed. "No, Sakura, I will not go out with you," he said. "I told you, I'm gay. Do I need to spell it out for you?"

"No, no, no," she said quickly. "I wasn't going to ask you out." Sasuke looked at her skeptically, not believing her for an instant. "Really," she said, placing her right arm over her chest and her left arm up in the air as a sign of peace. "I promise." She turned her bright pink head to the bleach blonde head next to her, "Right, Ino?" she asked, "We weren't going to ask him out were we?"

"No, we weren't! We've gotten over you, Sasuke! Honestly!" Ino said happily. "So you don't have to worry about us!" She smiled brightly and Sasuke could see the truth in her pale, green-blue eyes.

"Okay," he said, "What do you want?"

"We're here to help you, Sasuke," Sakura said, sitting in the chair in front of him. Ino sat down next to her.

"What do I need help with?" Sasuke asked coolly.

"We're going to help you get together with someone!" Ino exclaimed happily.

Sasuke scoffed. "I can have anybody I want, so why do I need your help?"

Sakura smiled an evil sort of smile that hinted to Sasuke that she knew something he didn't. "You're right," she said smugly, "you can have anybody in this school, or any other school for that matter."

The raven nodded in agreement. "Exactly. So as you can see, your assistance is not need-" He was cut off.

"But that's the problem, isn't it?" Sakura interrupted. "You don't want just anyone, do you?" she asked smugly as if she were revealing a fact about himself that he didn't already know.

"We get the feeling that you like little blondes with big blue eyes who constantly smile," Ino said, clearly referring to Naruto. "We also feel that you have already fallen for someone of that description. Are we right in feeling this way?"

The Uchiha crossed his arms over his chest and glared at the two girls, sizing them up. He really didn't need their help; he really could get anyone he wanted…but they were right, Naruto was different. He didn't have the slightest clue as to who Naruto liked, rather it was him or not. Maybe the girls could help.

"Please continue," he said, finally giving in. Their eyes shined brightly as they started to tell Sasuke about all of the different plans they had come up with…

...It had been weird.

After lunch, all Sasuke could think about Naruto and going home so he could call Naruto. It was a long day for the Uchiha.

TLA

Naruto was having a hard time walking to Sasuke's house. As soon as the snake went to sleep, Naruto was gone. He had snuck out as fast as he could. He didn't even take the time to cover up the bruises on his skin so he didn't worry Sasuke; he hated worrying him. As fast as he could he threw on some clothes, not caring if they matched, looked good, or weren't clean. He couldn't get out of that house fast enough. The blonde didn't trust himself behind the wheel of a car in his condition; he started walking… a good idea at the time.

The poor little blonde's body was wracked with pain from head to foot. He could barely walk straight and it hurt to be moving, but he had to get to Sasuke's. He had to fight the pain, at least until he reached Sasuke's.

Sasuke would help him.

School let out an hour ago, so Sasuke should be home by now. Even if his friend wasn't there, Naruto had already decided he would wait until the Uchiha's return. He didn't care what Orochimaru's punishment would be, he wasn't going back home, not tonight. He would have to back eventually, as all of his stuff was there, but he didn't have to go anytime soon; he could make it a few days, at least, without his stuff.

As Naruto neared Sasuke's huge house, he couldn't help but to admire its magnificence, such was his usual routine every time he visited his friend's house. It was actually more like a mansion than a house in Naruto's opinion.

There was a beautiful driveway that formed a semicircle in the front. The big yard was full of amazing cherry-blossom trees that were absolutely beautiful when they're blooming. There were elegant columns, and some rose bushes were growing up the side of the house and they could be seen from the street.

If the wind blew at the right time of day, you could even smell their sweet scent from anywhere around the house. It looked like something out of a fairy-tale all the time, day or night, and Naruto always felt safe when he was there. But as he looked at it now, he saw heaven… and Sasuke would be his guardian angel.

Naruto let out a sigh of relief when he saw both Sasuke's car and motorcycle parked in the garage where Sasuke parked them whenever he wasn't using them. Sasuke was home.

The blonde walked to the front door, his head pounding. It felt as his skull would suddenly burst, as if he had a very painful brain freeze that wouldn't go away.

Knock...

Knock!

TLA

Knock!

Sasuke stalked angrily to his front door. Whomever was there better be seriously injured, or they were going to be for interrupting his attempts to call Naruto, even though none of the blonde's phones (home or cell) were being answered. Normally, he didn't even have to wait one ring before hearing Naruto's overly excited voice on the other end, apparently eager to talk to him. He was really worried now that the blonde hadn't answered any of his multiple phone calls; he was also seriously pissed off. Whomever that is at the door better have a damn good reason for interrupting his frantic calling.

He reached the door and angrily wrenched it open.

Naruto grabbed onto Sasuke the instant he saw him in the doorway.

"What the-" Sasuke exclaimed, "Naruto?" He caught the blonde in his arms and hugged him tightly. "Are you alright?" he asked. "What happened?"

Naruto didn't reply; he couldn't. His head was killing him and he felt dizzy.

Sasuke pulled back slightly to study the blonde in his arms. Naruto was trembling and on his tan skin, Sasuke could see that there were fresh bruises forming. The Uchiha felt something wet on his hand when he looked, he saw that red was staining through Naruto's shirt on his back.

"You're bleeding, Naruto!" he exclaimed, pulling the blonde inside. "What happened to you?" he asked again, wishing the blonde would answer him.

Suddenly Naruto couldn't stand it; he burst into tears. They weren't just tears; they were heart-wrenching sobs that caused a huge amount of pain to pierce Sasuke's heart, breaking it.

"I-" Naruto began, but he stopped. He couldn't tell Sasuke what had happened, he just couldn't. He was dirty now, undeserving of Sasuke. He wanted to give himself to the one he loved more than anything, but even if Sasuke returned Naruto's love for him he couldn't do it.

The pounding in Naruto's head intensified to the point where he could stand it no longer… he completely blacked out.

"Naruto!"

To Be Continued…