Aren't You Glad?

The bruises I could deal with. Bruises could be covered. Pain could be ignored. Tears could be held back. The one thing I couldn't deal with was the way I limped after the beatings and being raped so thoroughly. I hated how HE always knew whenever Kabuto came home. I absolutely hated it.

I smiled as I sat in the booth my best friend was sitting at. The McDonald's salad in front of the stoic boy was only half eaten and he was sipping from his small cup. His raven bangs framed his face as the back sat up in spikes that reminded me of a duck's butt. His pale skin was a perfect contrast to his black and dark green flannel and blue jeans. His midnight black eyes looked over me calculatingly.

"He's home huh?" he asked stiffly. I only nodded and he stood, lifting the bag of food he most likely bought for me in one hand as the other disposed of his tray. He returned to me and pulled me up gently to drag me to his apartment.

He cleaned and properly bandaged my every wound and even gently rubbed a cold ointment inside of me that gave me instant relief from the pain. He was always so kind and gentle I couldn't help but start crying half way through the procedure.

"What's wrong?" he asked softly, sitting beside my naked form on his bed and running a soft hand through my hair. I sobbed louder and sat up to look at him as he watched me calmly with a cigarette between his lips.

"Why couldn't I have met you first?" I whimpered sadly. He wrapped an arm around me and pulled me against his chest.

"Don't fall for that Naruto." He whispered in my ear, his sultry voice sending chills down my spine. "Remember what life has taught you. The nicer they are, the more violent they become." He purred. I sobbed and shook my head.

"I won't believe that! You're always so gentle and kind. Yeah, you're not as sweet or romantic but I love you anyway!" I wailed against him. He rubbed my back soothingly and shushed me in the gentlest tone I'd ever heard from him before.

"Don't say stuff like that. You can't love me. I'm… unlovable." Was all he said. I rose to look at his face and kissed him once. He kissed back just so gently. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pressed myself fully to him and he kissed back hungrily. He wanted this just as much as I did. He pulled back and started kissing up and down my neck before latching on and sucking to leave a harsh hickey as I gripped his hair wildly and moaned, sprawling out in his lap, offering myself to him.

He laid me on my back in the middle of his bed and I expected it was going to go all the way. I wouldn't have wanted it any other way. I opened my legs for him, still completely naked and whined with a tug to his shirt.

"No…" he mumbled, pulling back slightly. He kissed a blazing trail down my body. "Not yet." He purred. I gasped and gripped the blankets as his hot wet mouth closed around the tip of my erection. His tongue pressed flat against it and he licked slowly up it. I moaned and an alternated version of his name left my lips in a quiet plea.

He nibbled the sides of it before engulfing it whole and moving on it, sucking and swallowing and humming. It was like he was trying to suck the pain right out of me; like he was trying to make it all go away with just that simple soft mouth around me. And it was working.

"Sasuke please..." I whispered, pulling him up to kiss me. His kiss was gentle and sweet and full of love. I only feel loved when I'm in his arms. That's my curse, the one man I could never have was the only one who makes me feel like I'm a real person. He pulled me against him and my hands rushed to push his jeans off and open his flannel shirt. He's funny like that; he only wears shirts that button up.

"Are you sure Naruto? What if this changes us? What will you do if Kabuto finds out?" he was genuinely worried for me. When isn't he worried for me? He texts me every fifteen minutes and calls me every five hours. I smile at the way he lets me remove his clothes and leave my mark on his neck.

I don't know many things about Sasuke, just that he's associated with Yakuza; I think his main job is Yorozuya but I'm not sure. I've never seen him actually fight but his chest and back is littered with scars of all shapes and sizes. I know he's half blind in his left eye and he has a never ending supply of money. And the other thing I know about Sasuke; he doesn't let people touch him. He doesn't like people in general. He says he prefers animals to people, but he treats me like a person and he lets me touch him, he just let me mark him. That makes me feel like I'm special to him.

"Let Kabuto think what he wants." I whispered and pulled him down on top of me. He eased into me slowly; worried about hurting me but it didn't hurt. He was so gentle. He waited, deep inside of me, for me to tell him it was okay. Even though he was throbbing and trembling and panting, he waited for me. "Move... please..." I whispered, pulling him into a soft kiss. He grabbed both my hands and intertwined our fingers as he slowly pulled out to push back in.

"We're going at my pace Naruto. I'm making love to you." He whispered in my ear. I moaned out the simple pleasure that statement made in my heart. I met his eyes and locked with him as he kept his pace slow and gentle but deep, pressing against my prostate every time. His eyes were even darker with lust and I couldn't look away from those amazing depths.

"Sasuke... I love you..." I whispered, unable to help myself. He froze and stared down at me. My eyes widened and I tried to pull my hands to cover my face. He wouldn't release my fingers; instead he pressed them flat out to either side of me and returned to his slow rhythm, steady and strong like the beating of his heart.

"I love you too Naruto." He whispered in my ear. He pulled back to watch me as he moved, soft moans leaving my lips at his every fucking twitch. How does he have this effect on me? How is he so good at making me melt into a puddle of goo? "You look like an angel." He whispered as he stared at me. He very slowly, very carefully picked up speed and the moans soon turned into screams and his once silence became soft needy growls of pressing release.

"Sasuke... it's too much!" I cried out as he refound my spot and pressed into it quickly and deeply. My body shook and clenched as I came, on our stomachs. He caught my mouth in a passionate kiss and came himself. I felt it deep inside, warm and consuming. We laid like that for god knows how long, just catching our breathing and waiting for our hearts to slow. Sasuke grabbed my right hand and pulled it to rest on his chest, where his heart was still racing.

"Only you can do this to me Naruto. No one else has this effect on me." He murmured. If that was so, then why didn't he let us date? Why was he so against it? He rolled onto his back, still nestled deep within me, and pulled me with him to lie on his chest. I fell asleep before I could think more of it.

I awoke to ringing, that annoying Nokia tone. My phone was ringing. I answered it and my ear was assaulted with drunken swearing and yelling. Kabuto. He'd lost the keys to the apartment and wanted to know why I wasn't there with his dinner ready and the bed waiting for him. I told him I was hanging out with a friend and he snorted and told me to get my ass over there pronto. So I got up and got dressed.

"Leaving so soon?" Sasuke asked calmly. He was smoking already and watching me with his special glasses on. How can he look so sexy in absolutely anything? I nodded dumbly and kept getting dressed. He got up and pulled on his pants and the flannel he was wearing, not bothering to button it up this time. Or maybe he didn't button it because some of the buttons were missing somewhere? Oops, did I do that?

"Yeah, Kabuto wants me home." I whispered quietly. He would probably hit me more when I got there. Sasuke seemed to agree with my thoughts because he slipped into his shoes and made me sit down so he could help me with mine.

"I'll walk you there, since it's my fault you are so late getting home as it is." Sasuke always spoke in almost a strange manner, always so... formal. "And Naruto... I really do love you..." He seemed to be struggling with himself. "But I'm afraid I might hurt you. I don't know what I would do if I ever became like Kabuto towards you." That's why he wouldn't be with me. My eyes widened as I thought of what he's always telling me.

"The nicer they are, the more violent they become."

"I still don't think you'd ever do that to me Sasuke." I whispered, leaning against him. "All you'd have to do is tell me you'll keep me and I'll never leave your side." I promised. He sighed and put his hand on my head.

"You've known me for three years now. And you've never left my side once as it is. Why would I give you another reason to cling to me?" he teased. I know he doesn't mind my clinging, if he did he would've stopped calling me years ago. "Let's go see your disgusting ball of slop that you call a boyfriend."

"You know you could be my disgusting ball of slop." I told him with a snicker at the disgusted face he made. "Yeah yeah, let's just go." I grabbed his hand and held it tightly. He returned my hold until we were just around the corner of my apartment. He let go and slowly pulled his hand back to his side. Kabuto was swaying outside the door. As soon as he saw me he started cussing and calling me a bitch and a cheating skank. He said he could smell the sex on me and he lunged at me, knife in his hand.

"Get back Naruto!" Sasuke stood between us and took the brunt of Kabuto attack, the knife dug through his arm. I didn't even realize I screamed his name until it echoed between the buildings and their eyes both looked at me. Sasuke punched Kabuto and kicked him, again and again and again. He was brutal, but calm. It was easy to see his Yakuza origins when he was like this. Kabuto was begging for mercy, quickly sobered, and bleeding a lot. I finally managed to drag Sasuke off of him.

Unlike some of my other boyfriends, Sasuke stopped fighting the moment my hands touched him. He went tense, like he was afraid to hurt me. He stopped moving and just let me pull him back and away from the poor excuse of a man on the floor. He was very careful in his movements so we didn't topple.

"Aren't you glad it wasn't me?" He whispered.

"Sasuke..." I hugged him from behind and he sighed softly. He pulled out his phone and called an ambulance. He was reporting himself it seemed. Ambulance came and a few police as well and I could just watch as everything went surreal and Sasuke was arrested and shoved into the back of a police car and I was seen to one myself.

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I found myself in an interrogation room explaining what happened out there. I looked up at the two cops, good cop and bad cop. Bad cop had grayish white hair and the lower portion of his face was covered while good cop was tan with chocolate hair and a scar across his nose. Good cop was currently asking the questions.

"Why don't you first tell me what your relationship is to Uchiha-san?" He asked politely, smiling at me.

"Well... um... I guess... I don't really know how to explain us..." I whispered. "I met him three years ago and we just sorta stuck together since. He's always there and he's... well... he's just Sasuke." I explained with a shrug.

"So are you just friends?" He asked slowly, his partner looking at me intensely. "Or are you lovers? From the way you talk about him it almost sounds as though you're having an affair." I stopped breathing when those words left his lips.

"An affair huh? I guess... we are. I never really thought about it but we are having an affair. He's my lover." I said with a small laugh. Good cop smiled slightly and nudged his partner.

"Alright, so tell us exactly how Uchiha-san and Yakushi-san got into the fight." The bad cop said with a slight sigh of annoyance. Was being nice to tiring for him?

"Well... me and Sasuke... kinda made love..." I blushed darkly and the nice cop, Umino-san as his badge said, did as well. "And then Kabuto called all drunk and I had to go home. Sasuke went with me to protect me from Kabuto in case he decided to start hitting me again. And when we got there Kabuto pulled out a knife and started calling me names and tried to stab me but Sasuke protected me. Sasuke... beat him up badly huh?" I asked quietly.

"Yakushi Kabuto has five broken ribs, a fractured nose, three missing teeth, and a concussion. He won't be getting out of the hospital for a very long time." The bad cop told me. I smiled slightly.

"That's good then. He'll be safe in the hospital. And maybe he can get help too." I studied the table. "My last boyfriend... he was like Kabuto too. He was all sweet at first, then he started hitting me. Sasuke found out... and he bashed up his car. Sasuke chased him away to protect me. He always sends people away to protect me."

"Can you tell us how you and Uchiha-san met?" Umino-san asked with a sad smile of understanding.

"I was working as a bar tender in a gay strip club." I smiled brightly. "It was a good job, a little annoying at times, but a good job. Well there was this guy this one night, and he kept pinching my butt and grabbing me when I walked by and I kept asking him to quit. Well finally, one time he grabbed my arm and pulled me onto his lap, started demanding I go home with him. I was all scared and trembling. But at the table next to him, there was this guy who had only ordered a single beer. That guy reached across and pulled me into his lap instead. He looked at my harasser and told him to fuck off because I was Uchiha property. The guy instantly turned away, practically ignoring me now." I laughed and scratched the back of my head. "I turned to the new guy and said, "Gee thanks teme. Think you could let me go now?" but he just kept holding me. He said, "No, he's somewhat annoying. Just stay like this for a bit longer okay?" So I did and he introduced himself as Sasuke and said if I was ever in trouble I should drop his name, and if it wasn't good enough, to give him a call. He wrote his phone number on my chest, gave me a super huge tip, and walked me home. We've been friends ever since."

"And how old were you when this happened?" Umino-san asked curiously.

"19. Sasuke had just turned twenty-one I guess. He was there to celebrate his coming of age." I looked at them. "Will Sasuke be in bad trouble?" I asked quietly. They looked at me.

"The extent of the damage goes far beyond defense, he will likely be charged with assault and battery, maybe even attempted murder, and this will definitely go to trial." Hatake-san said. I frowned. "You might even be called to the stand, on his behalf."

"Your testament could get him out of it. If you can show the jury that Sasuke was merely acting on instinct out of fear for his best friend, they'll probably let him go free." Umino-san smiled brightly at me. "It's not his first offense but it's his first of absolute violence."

"What do you mean? What else has he done?" I stood up and put my hands on the table. Hatake-san grumbled slightly and looked through a folder.

"Four years ago he was charged with possession and distribution of narcotics. He was selling dope for Akatsuki, a very influential yakuza gang in the Otogakure region. He was let off because the boss paid off his bail. Shortly after, Sasuke Uchiha disappeared from Otogakure. The same day he disappeared, Orochimaru, mayor of Otogakure, was found beheaded along with six other of his closest friends." My eyes widened and I sat down. "This is the first time Sasuke's been in the police's radar since that day. Can you believe it?" I shook my head.

"In yakuza gangs, if you want out, you have to do something for the gang. It used to be that they'd cut off a few fingers or your tongue so you couldn't betray them. Now a days, it's a lot less brutal to the person quitting. Sometimes you have to make a big deal, or sometimes you kill someone who poses a threat to the company." Umino didn't say anything more. He didn't need to. I stood and left the room numbly.

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Sasuke was sitting on a cot, leaning against the bench in the cell. I got to take him home today. But he had to go in for a court hearing in two weeks. I looked at him as he turned his head towards me. He could tell where I had just come from.

"How's the ball of slop?" He asked. I looked at him.

"Pissed… but he's… getting better. He doesn't drink, obviously… and he says he's sorry." He nodded. "I broke up with him. I told him I was moving out of the apartment, he begged me not to but I told him that you wouldn't hit me." He turned to me quickly. "I'm moving in with you Sasuke." I said. "My stuff is all already there. You're not getting out of this."

"Are you serious? Me and you in a house together? Alone? You've seen how violent I get when I'm angry!" He said in a panicked voice, running to the bars as the door opened. I leaned in and kissed him.

"But you won't. You won't get mad at me. I know you won't. You haven't yet and we've been together longer than any of my other boyfriends." I promised him. I took his hand and pulled him. "Let's go home Sasuke." I dragged him and he came along reluctantly.

"How do you know I won't get mad at you?" He stopped at a crossroad and squeezed my hand gently. I beamed at him.

"They always got mad, because they could tell I was in love with you. Why would you be angry about me loving you?" I stepped closer to him and nibbled his chin. An old woman looked at us and scoffed while her daughter stared at my bandages worriedly. Sasuke growled slightly. "Don't think about other people. Think about me and how much I love you." I urged. He simply looked at me and he was drowning in that soul of his, all his guilt and pained subconscious.

"Do you believe in kotodama?" Sasuke said as softly as he could. I stared at him confused. "It's spirit words, if you say them with intent, they become real." His eyes became hard and serious and swirling pools of black liquid lava. "You're beautiful. I love you with my heart and soul." He said. I nearly fainted. I leaned against him.

'I was so sad… this morning and last night… because I knew absolutely nothing about you. But you know what, I don't care anymore." He picked me up and carried my bridal style to his apartment. "I don't have to know everything about you. The past doesn't matter. What matters is who you are now and what we do together." I smiled and nuzzled into his shoulder.

"I never told you because whenever I start to think about my youth, everything that comes out of my mouth is a lie. The moment I say something it becomes a lie and it melts away. But even so, with you here, calling my name, I can continue to live happily and ignoring my past." He opened his door, balancing me in one arm, before he carried me to the bed that feels so much warmer, so much softer, when he's on it with me.

"Stop being all sweet on me. You don't have to say things if they make you feel awkward, okay sweetheart?" I struggled with pulling off his clothes as he gently removed mine. "Why is it, that I can't keep my hands off of you?" I growled, running my fingers over his sculpted chest, licking one particularly frightening scar from tip to tip. He moaned and ran his fingers through my hair.

"Baby, you got one hell of a mouth." He whispered huskily. I smiled and pushed him down. "Don't do that, I'll embarrass myself." His eyes were so hot, sucking me in, like he was the one about to give me head. "I've never lasted long when it comes to oral. It sucks when I really want to enjoy a masturbation session and all I can think of is your pretty little mouth wrapped around my cock." Those words went straight to my groin.

"Okay, you're totally getting it now. I swear it to you." I made my way down a beautifully tense abdomen and a sexy little v to the valley. Those pants were gone as quickly as I could make them and his hot cock was there waiting for me. "Shit, my throat's gonna be sore." I muttered before shoving as much into my mouth as I could. Immediately, I swallowed him down as far as I could go, massaging with my hand what couldn't fit into my "large" mouth.

"Naruto…" He clenched his eyes shut and held onto my hair like his life depended on it. "Fuck, just like that…" He seemed to like it when I rubbed the tip of my tongue against the underside. I chuckled around him and did it again and again until he was shoving me off, panting like he'd just run a race. "FUCK ME SIDEWAYS!" He yelled, pulling me up to a hard kiss. I kissed him back and brought his fingers to my mouth, wetting them with my saliva.

"No, fuck me sideways." I purred. He gulped and nodded, carefully and gently pushing his fingers into me. It felt so much better now, his fingers in as deep as they could, exploring my entrance. "Sasuke…" I sighed and moved back against his fingers. "I wanna do it, let me." I told him. He blinked and stared at me for a long moment. "You can just relax, trust me, I'll take care of you." As he laid back and I sat myself on his lap, preparing to take him all the way into me, I realized how much more those words meant to him.

He was staring at me all tender and loving… and scared. He was nervous, afraid to lose control, scared that something might happen and he wouldn't be able to stop it. Afraid something might hurt him.

I impaled myself on his hard dick all the way before laying my forehead against his own. "I'll take care of you." I promised him, before I started a fast passionate, needy pace of love-making.

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I sat in the stand and looked at the Jury. "Sasuke was only acting on instinct, he saw that something he cared about was in danger and he reacted. Yeah, he might've gone a little too far but he felt bad. If you could've seen the sadness in his eyes when he'd realized he'd almost killed another human being, you'd want to drown in his sorrow. Sasuke cried that night, when he heard of the extent of Yakushi-san's injuries. And he apologized to his pillow for three hours." Okay, so maybe I was exaggerating. Maybe Sasuke only apologized to his pillow once… because he came so fast that I hardly had time to make up for it. And maybe he didn't cry for Kabuto but rather, for the amazing pleasure we felt after the fifth round of hot sex that night. Did it really matter? Either way, it still happened.

"Thank you Uzumaki-san." I went back to my seat right behind Sasuke. I gripped his shoulder as the jury made their decision.

"We the jury-"

"If I win this-" Sasuke muttered to me. I waited with baited breath.

"Find the defendant-"

"When we get home-"

"Sasuke Uchiha,"

"I'm going to fuck you-"

"Charged with assault, battery in the first degree, and attempted murder-"

"Over the kitchen table-"

"To be-"

"Until you can't walk for three weeks."

"Not guilty." My breath hitched.

"YES!" I screamed, my mind already feeling the pleasure of me and Sasuke and steamy kitchen sex. The courtroom became quiet. I chuckled nervously. "I'm just so relieved." I said. Everyone went about their hustle and bustle and I threw myself into Sasuke's arms. "I love you so much!" I told him.

"I love you too." He bit my ear playfully and I grabbed his tie, pulling him down closer, for a more up close and personal kiss.

"'Aren't you glad I didn't give up on you?" I asked him seriously, nibbling on his lower lip. He nodded and smiled slightly at me. It was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen.

Kotodama, the ability to make words true by saying them with enough conviction and belief. Those three words were my kotodama. By telling myself every day that I loved him, that I needed him, it became true. And now, now I have him. He's all mine and I'm never going to share, not ever.