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Devil's Own

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Disclaimer: Naruto belong to Masashi Kishimoto, Shueisha, and TV Tokyo. NOT MINE! NOT MINE! NOT MINE!

Part XIV

Dim. everything was dim and the world felt like it was swaying when Naruto opened his eyes. His skin felt clammy and cold, he lifted his head and spotted a single lighted lamp blazing in the dark room, giving it some light but not enough to tell where he was.

Even though his head was protesting, he managed to prop himself up, he noticed he was in bed with a silken white sheets. "Sasuke?" he called softly.

Feeling a sudden wave of dizziness, he brought his hand to his and felt the large lump he had gotten when he was hit in the head. Alarms went off in his head when he felt his naked body under the sheets. "Sasuke?" he called again, dread slowly filling him.

It was then he felt a presence in the doorway, smiling creepily at him. His eyes suddenly widened and he reflexively grab at something he could use as an impromptu weapon. Unfortunately for him, the only thing that was reachable for him was the pillow beneath him.

But that didn't deter his confidence as a surge of anger flowed out of him, "Who are you and where and why am I here, you son of a bitch?" Naruto asked, scowling.

"That's no way a guess should talk to his host," the man answered still smiling at him as he walked away from the doorway. Naruto followed his move, not wanting to lose sight of him.

Naruto let out a little cry when the man began to approach the bed, clutching the pillow close to him and he silently prayed for the man to disappear. The man stopped to his side of the bed and knelt down. One of the man's hands rested in his shoulder and the young blond shook violently but couldn't move away. The man's eyes glowed with pure evil and malice intent.

In a split second, the man was on him and ravaging his neck. One strong arm held his hands captive above his head while the other doing an abusive raid around already claimed territories. Naruto screamed and kicked wildly, trying to fend off the demon that was intent on eating him alive.

When the man forced his legs open and was preparing to enter him, "Orochimaru-sama, we are approaching the dock. You are needed in the control room," a voice said, interrupting them.

A blond man in high pony-tail with bangs covering half of his face stood in the doorway. His unreadable eyes focused on the tear-streak faced blond on the bed.

"I told you, no interruptions, Deidara," Orochimaru snapped. "Tell Kabuto to take over."

"But I couldn't find Kabuto anywhere," Deidara said. "We're almost there. We need instructions."

"Fuck. Useless Kabuto." Orochimaru muttered under his breath then turned to the blond on the bed and smiled maliciously, "Well, it's a busy day for me. We'll finish what we started later," he said.

"There will be no later, "Naruto choked out bravely.

Orochimaru just laughed. He straightened his clothing then left the room followed by Deidara who casted him a glance before closing the door.

'Naruto'

Sasuke stared at the white ceiling dumbly; his thoughts were in a jumbled mess. His whole body felt weak and numbing with pain, his muscles felt like it were stabbing by a thousand needles from the inside. He closed his eyes to steady himself, and then he slowly opened them.

Hospital. Were his first thought when he opened his eyes again to white ceiling, white walls, white floor, and the smell of antiseptic reeked all over the place. His limbs still felt numb so he rolled over to the wall and braced his back against the cold concrete. Little by little, he inched himself toward the edge of the white bed until his feet dangled from it. A white cotton material slid to his feet, he noticed he was dress in white too and his feet were bare.

Sitting in the midst of all white that surrounded him made him dizzy. So, he closed his eyes again, trying to chase away the dizziness. When he opened them for the third time, his stomach churned and whatever food he ate lurch forward, sending green to the pristine white floor. Spittle oozed from the corner of his mouth. Sasuke wiped his mouth with the back of his hand in disgust.

Naruto. What happened to him?

The white floor felt very cold to his bare feet, his shaking hands grabbed the bed sheets tightly to keep him balanced. He was getting dizzier and his head began to throb with pain. His stomach clenched again, before he could stop himself, he spewed on the floor. This time, he didn't bother to wipe his mouth. He didn't care about his white hospital gown stained with green or about the drool that still hanging from the corner of his mouth and chin. All he cared about was getting to that close door and out of there and into Naruto. He knew that something bad happened to his lover.

The door to his room opened and two attendants came in.

When they grabbed his arms and tried to jab a syringe into his arms, Sasuke automatically rev up into gear and sent a solid kick into the stomach of the attendant on his left. The other attendant tried to restrain him but met a solid punch to his nose, the attendant's nose cracked and blood oozed from it. The attendant fell to the floor and watched with blurry eyes as the black haired patient made a run for it.

The kicking and struggling wild oyabun was brought back into the room by four more attendants waiting outside his room. They quickly administered him the drug and waited for it to effect before letting him go.

"Relax, Sasuke. It's just medicine," a familiar female voice said.

He staggered into a corner and fell against a wall, watching as the four attendants aided their two co-workers who were lying beside him.

Tsunade walked over to where he was sitting and crouched in front of him.

"You're a lucky bastard, Sasuke. That poison wasn't in its complete state so it's less potent but still dangerous if left un-medicated for an hour." Tsunade informed him.

"Where's Naruto?" Sasuke asked weakly, eyes barely focused.

"It's my fault, Sasuke. I shouldn't have taught her that poison. In its complete state the chance of survival of any victim is zero percent. The victim will immediately die after receiving it but because it's not completed yet, the survival ratio is raised to only twenty percent, less potent but still very fatal. If I came a little bit late, who knows what would become of you." Tsunade continued.

"Naruto. What happened to him?" Sasuke asked again, rapidly getting annoyed at the woman in front of him.

"The consul will be having a meeting once you're well again-"

Sasuke yanked the bosomy woman's coat, cutting her off. "I asked a question. Where is Naruto?"

The young oyabun watched blonde woman changed in demeanor, there was hardness in the corners of her eyes. The hands that were gripping her coat fell to his side. He hadn't seen Tsunade this way before.

"We already made plans. Naruto is in Orochimaru's hand," Tsunade said in monotone, noting the wildness in Sasuke's eyes when mentioned his lover's situation, she quickly added, "Don't worry about your little lover, he's fine. We already have implanted a man in his lair, he's keeping us updated."

Tsunade took a heavy sigh, "Master Oyabun, we already made a move. It'll be too late if we wait on you to decide. Our apologies, if you felt by-passed." She rose to her feet and began to walk but stopped at the door and looked at the oyabun, "Please allow me to say one more thing, Master Oyabun. We all loved Sakura, she was a darling once but love isn't the foundation of this organization. This brotherhood has become weak, decadent. Jiraiya and the consul chose you to become our leader because you have potentials. Don't let your emotions cloud your judgments. Don't let this organization fall from grace."

The bosomy woman's features softened and looked at Sasuke with warm eyes, "This brotherhood isn't just an organization it's also a family. But, sometimes Sasuke, a family has to use punishments to correct its wayward members."

Sasuke leaned the back of his head against the wall, eyes heavy, he watched Tsunade left the room before he fully closed his eyes and gave in to unconsciousness.

The atmosphere in the room was thick with tension and the occupants were all equally on the edge as well.

"Is it true, Itachi?" Sasuke's voice filled the room, venom foaming at his mouth. "Answer me!"

"Orochimaru is a pervert that likes little boys with cute faces and lust-crazed for money and power. And that pink-haired childhood sweetheart of yours is lusting after you," Itachi replied in monotone voice. "Naruto was the perfect bait, wasn't he?"

Rage filled the younger Uchiha's head. In blurred moment, Sasuke had taken the displayed katana behind him and was at his older brother's side, blade piercing the older Uchiha's shoulder, "Fucking bastard," Sasuke growled. "I'll kill you."

"Sasuke-sama!"

"Itachi-sama!"

The tension grew more intense. Both men of the Uchiha brothers were ready to fire, guns pointing at each other party, waiting for a signal or anything that would trigger a bloody massacre.

Itachi stood unfazed. His left hand gripped the blade tightly, preventing it to do anymore damage. Good amount of blood dripped from his wound, whether he was hurt or not, it wasn't shown on his face. "Put your guns down. Our enemy is out there not in here," he commanded. The men were uncertain but followed gradually.

Itachi's eyes leveled with Sasuke and he slowly pulled the blade out of his wounded shoulder. Sasuke followed the katana with his eyes as it hit the wooden floor with a clank. Itachi moved before anyone could anticipate, Sasuke fell on the floor. It was the younger Uchiha's turn to bleed; blood came out of his nose and his mouth tasted copper. He coughed.

Despite of being in pain, the fire hadn't left Sasuke's eyes. Still intent on inflicting harm on his older brother, he tried to reach for the fallen blade. Before he could reach the weapon, there was a swift impact of leather on his cheek and he was on his back again.

Itachi stepped on Sasuke's right wrist, stopping the hand from reaching the object, and slowly knelt down beside brother. Black against black, brothers stared at each other as the fight for dominance continued.

"I told you before, Sasuke," Itachi spoke, face still unreadable. "You're a few years too early for me."

"You planned it all!" Sasuke spat. "Just to get to them you use Naruto. I'll kill you!"

"All I did was taken up the opportunity," Itachi answered coolly," which by the way you didn't." Itachi watched the emotions played on his brother's face. "Yes, Sasuke. It's your fault. You put your lover in there because of your incompetence. You could have protected your lover much better if you didn't hesitate. You could have eradicated that bitch along with her snake comrade but you didn't. Sentiments are clouding your judgments. You're the one that put your lover in danger."

Sasuke ground his teeth and spat blood on Itachi's face which was retaliated with a hard punch on his face.

Itachi took Sasuke's collar and drew him almost close to his face," Now, you're going to lose yet again another important person in your life, unless you do something about it. Sentiments will get you nowhere."

The older Uchiha wiped the blood on his face, then slowly stood up, taking his younger brother along with him and shove Sasuke to his men. He straightened Sasuke's clothing before he took his face and forced him to look at him, "I'm not your enemy, Sasuke. I'm your brother."

Silence once again filled the room as footsteps were heard from the outside. All of them bowed in respect as a healthy-looking Jiraiya along with Tsunade and Shizune and his few remaining men entered the room.

The former Master Oyabun looked at the Uchihas and regarded them, "I presume everything is settled," he inquired.

"Hai," Itachi answered. Sasuke only frowned then looked away.

"You boys are really violent," Tsunade commented. "Itachi, let's treat that wound-"

"It's just a scratch. I won't die from it." Itachi cut her off.

"Well then, shall we get down to business?" Jiraiya spoke with authority, and then turned to Sasuke, "Master Oyabun?"

Sasuke looked at them with a resolute face, "Hai, let's all be seated," he said with a clear voice.

Naruto descended from the car. It was early morning and he was escorted to an abandoned factory by the sea. It was a desolate area filled with junks and remnants of a once striving factory. Naruto shivered. The place looked like it was out straight from a movie set in which where two warring mafia groups do the battling.

The young blonde and his guard, which he later learned that the man's name was Deidara, entered the rundown building and ascended a rusty metal stairs. They stopped at a door, Deidara knocked twice before someone opened it. Naruto hesitated to enter when he saw the last person on earth he wanted to see.

"Oh, my little Naru-chan, please come in," Sakura greeted with venomous sweetness.

Deidara pushed the younger blonde in and sat him right next to Sakura. Naruto glared at Deidara in retaliation.

Naruto looked everywhere but at the woman next to him. The room was actually a small office with simple furniture, he noted. And it was unusually well kept. The desolate sight was just a front, the place obviously kept hidden agendas they didn't want others to know.

Aside from the stingy bitch, there was another being that was giving him discomfort. He learnt his name was Orochimaru, and was gazing at him open lust. Naruto scowled at him, and then averted his eyes to the single window barred with metals in the room. The man was a serious creep.

"You're a real beauty," Orochimaru said from the side of the room, eyes travelling lewdly at the young blond.

"And you're a real creepy," Naruto retorted back.

"Hahaha," Orochimaru laughed coldly. "You better bite your tongue before I bite it for you, my boy. You really have guts. Now, I can understand the Master Oyabun's obsessions with you. You're a very fine collection."

Naruto glared at Orochimaru and then returned his position back to the window.

"I despise your kind. You're a lowly commoner and you soil Sasuke's reputation." The young blond heard Sakura say.

Naruto's left eye twitched, he turned to Sakura and leveled his eyes to her, "Well, I can say the same to you. You're a sore-loser bitch who can't accept the fact that the man who used to poked her doesn't want her anymore," he spat back, totally pissed. "And no, you are wrong. I am a commoner but not low. Just because I grew up poor doesn't make me lower than you because there's no level lower than where you are already at."

Sakura's face reddened at the stingy statement, her pride wounded, she back-handed the blond beside her. Damned woman. Naruto didn't expect her to have such brutal force and he fell out of the couch. He slowly straightened his body, looking at Sakura defiantly, he refused to back down. He could taste the blood in his mouth. If it wasn't for his tied hands, he'd probably gob-smacked the bitch's face. Woman or not.

"Female dogs aren't called bitches for no reason, eh?" Naruto spat.

Naruto saw the murderous look on her eyes and braced himself. Sakura was about to strike him again when Orochimaru's commanding voice cut them off, "Enough."

Sakura shut her lips tightly and glared at the blond. Naruto noticed the woman's demeanor seemed to grow more dangerous but ignored her completely. Instead, he turned to Orochimaru and asked, "What do you want from me, Orochimaru-san?"

"From you…nothing. Well, except for your body," Orochimaru laughed as he seized the blond's body with suggestive looks. Naruto gritted his teeth. "They took everything away from me and I want them back. All of it."

Orochimaru's hatred was very apparent, Naruto couldn't help but shiver. Just by looking at the man, he knew something bad was going to happen.

Naruto tsk-tsked and shook his head, "And you're planning to use me? Don't bet on it, old man. Sasuke won't give in to you and I hold no value for him."

Orochimaru glanced at him and smiled, "Then, let's see. Shall we?" he took a phone and started dialing.

"Sasuke doesn't deserve to be with someone like you. When this is over, I'll make sure you're gone to hell and then Sasuke and I are going to be together. You're only good enough to warm his bed," Sakura started.

Naruto was about to retort back but Deidara covered his mouth and shook his head. Naruto held back. The older blond released his hold and warned the younger blond with his eyes to shut up.

Sasuke sat impatiently at the head of the long table, a heavy sigh escaped from him. The room was tenser than it was before. He stood up and began to pace around the room, all his nerves were on edge.

His phone rang. Once. Twice.

All noise ceased as the Master Oyabun answered the call. "Orochimaru," Sasuke greeted coldly.

"Ah, young Master Oyabun," answered the voice on the line silkily. "How are you? Bet you're all gathered. Having a meeting, perhaps?"

"Cut the bullshit. Where's Naruto?" Sasuke snapped.

"Oh, don't get yourself worked up. It's bad for your health. Don't you know that stress is the main cause of cancer?" Orochimaru laughed on the line, obviously pleased.

There was rustling noise on the other line and a muffled sound, then Orochimaru's voice came again, "Don't worry about your little pet. I'm taking good care of him." More muffled sounds were heard. "Ah, such a beauty, I can see why you're so smitten with him. He's so full of life. I've seen all the evidences, you practically worshipped this boy."

Orochimaru's smile broadened, he could see the evil look on the young Master Oyabun's face, could almost feel the murdering intent coming out from his very being. His hand continued its skillful work on the blond's exposed lower body, making the boy moan against his gag and writhe above his lap. He noticed the arousal that was stuck behind one of his men's trousers, who was obviously pleased by what he was seeing.

'Sasuke, please help me.' Naruto couldn't help but cry at the hopelessness of his situation. A large hand abusing his exposed lower half and legs splayed, a skillful hand playing with him. He tried to push his tongue through the clothed gag but Orochimaru's other hand was covering his mouth. And despite himself, no matter how hard he tried to willed his mind, he was at the man's mercy, pleasure filled with shame slowly building inside him. And with another expert stroke, he released his desire along with his tears and muffled cries.

"Ah, he really is exquisite," Orochimaru said with satisfaction.

"I already know where you are. My men are already scouting the area, so don't try anything." Sasuke growled warningly. "When I get there, you're a dead man."

"I have to hand it to you, Sasuke. You're becoming an excellent leader. No wonder, Jiraiya chose you for the position," Orochimaru sneered.

"Cut the crap. Let me talk to Naruto."

Orochimaru retracted his hand from Naruto's mouth and took the gag that was the boy's boxers, giving the young blond some breathing space. He motioned to one of his men to take the phone a little closer to them.

There was a very fine line bordering between bravery and stupidity but Naruto didn't care anymore. The young blond took the opportunity and bit on Orochimaru's hand that was close to his face. He sank his teeth harder, causing the snake man to yelp in pain and let go of his half-erect flesh. Then, he lunged himself to the phone.

"Sasuke! Don't come in here, it's a trap!" he hollered.

BANG!

The line went dead.

"Naruto!" Sasuke yelled over the phone, hand trembling.

TBC…