Hey Everyone!

Here is my new fiction. This is a Pilot chapter, so please tell me if it is worth continuing or not.

As you have noticed, I already have some ongoing fictions. Don't worry; I don't plan for this fiction to keep me from updating any of my others.

Anyway, this fiction might seem a little bit similar to "The Mighty Pharaoh and the Unruly slave". The real difference appears around chapter 1 or 2. It will be more light hearted, but with a bigger role for Itachi. It will also include some Neji x Gaara.

Beware; Spanking, Abuse, Yaoi, SasuNaru, and Lemon.

Prologue

As the head of the fifth girl rolled onto the floor, the Wasir (Prime minister) cupped his face into his hands in desperation. His king had been killing one young woman after another, night after night. The situation was getting so desperate that even the virgin daughters of the nobles of Baghdad were beheaded, one each night.

It was almost two months earlier that the king had walked in on his beloved wife, only to find her in the hands of another man. Although his love for her lacked passion, and might have not even lived up to it's title, the king was possessive and prideful. Furious about the loss of his honor; he stabbed her and the stable boy she adored. While the blood drenched his bed, the king swore to take revenge on her kind. He hated women, and decided that every single night he would marry a virgin. After using her body, he would order her execution the next morning by the sun rise. He was an arrogant king, a cruel man, and a cunning schemer. Little did he know, he was about to meet his match.

The righteous wazer shut his lids mourning the slaughter of another soul. He was critical of the ways of his king, but majesty had a habit of silencing opposition. Or if may I say; eradicating disagreement. Thus, he kept his thoughts to himself, although he constantly attempted to subtly salvage the pitiable girls. Never once did he succeed however.

"Iruka, start the search for today's whore," King Uchiha spat. Yes, all women were whores in his opinion. And although no one ever attempted to point to the irony of him calling his own mother a whore, it was clear he wasn't fond of her either. "I am in a mood for a blond tonight."

"But, your majesty… blonds are scarce in our country…" Iruka stuttered.

"Then find a foreigner. Many kings send me concubines. Many kings send me their daughters for marriage hoping to for our countries to be on good terms."

Iruka nodded anxiously, "But recently… your majesty… kings refrained from sending their daughters. They fear for their lives…"

"I am sure I saw a blond in the harem a few days ago."

The brunette gulped in fear a drop of sweat made its way down his tanned forehead, "Her father is a very powerful man. He would go into war if she was to be hurt. Mesopotamia would be in ruins."

(A.n. Mesopotamian is what they used to call modern-day Iraq, as well as some parts of northeastern Syria, southeastern Turkey, and southwestern Iran. Sorry for the bad historical references.)

"As if any country can fight Mesopotamia and be victorious."

"My king, I am afraid you are underestimating her father's army," Iruka regretted the words as soon as they left his mouth. He didn't want to seem as if he was defying his master, but then again the king was being utterly ridiculous. In fact, the king was being irrationally stubborn and overconfident.

"Are you implying that my judgment is lacking?" The raven glared at his wazer, sending shivers through the man's body.

The man bent to his knees fearing the fury of Sasuke, "No, No, definitely not. I don't dare to question you."

The raven finally detached his glare from Umino, and sighed. "I want a blond in my room before the sun is down."

Iruka nodded.

"And let me be clear about one thing, Iruka, I am your master. You will be the one to pay if my wish is not fulfilled."

"Yes, sir."

"It's her or you."

"Yes, I understand."

"Good," with that statement, Sasuke made his exit.

Iruka stood up on wobbly legs, as his lover ran towards him after watching the whole scene from distance. The silver haired man griped the man's upper arms, and helped him to support himself.

"What are you going to do?" Kakashi asked.

"I- I don't know. Kakashi you shouldn't be touching me in public. He would have both of us executed. You know his opinion abou-"

"Homosexuality?" A golden haired young man raised one eye brow irritating the others with his loud voice.

"Lower your voice!" Iruka frowned.

"Why? He is away! Since when does he listen to what other's say anyway!" Naruto said as he climbed into the king's throne sending Iruka into a fit.

"Did you lose your mind? Do you want to lose your neck?"

The childish young man pouted, "What's with you and losing stuff!"

"Grow up Naruto, you are not a child anymore. Don't put yourself in a situation in which I can't help you. The king's admiration for your diseased father will not discourage him from chopping off your neck if you were to show any sign of disrespect."

"I don't care if he chops of my neck! He will one day either kill us all, or send us to our death fighting for his battles anyway. Plus, I am sick of watching him kill one innocent after another without anyone standing up to him."

"Well sitting in his chair doesn't qualify as standing up to him. One the other hand, It does qualify as recklessness."

"I thought it qualified more as a death wish."

Iruka slapped Naruto on the head as he pulled him away, "Kakashi, don't just stand there. Scold him!"

"Naruto is right Iruka, if the king stays on the path he is on, we are all dead sooner or later."

Iruka hissed in frustration, "Naruto, You don't know how Sasu- the king used to be. He was a sweet child, and he loved both your father and I. He is just passing through a phase-"

"Don't defend the person who drafted even women in the army just to send them to their death. The person who legalized killing daughter at birth, and pushed people to kill their own daughters in fear of what might happen to her if he ever got his hands on her. The person who outlawed sweets, colorful clothes, colorful builds-"

"I get the point!" Iruka frowned but Naruto wouldn't stop.

"- Homosexuality, and love!" The Uzumaki screamed the last word out. He paused afterwards, trying to return to his normal childish self. He giggled as he rubbed the back of his head guiltily, "Did I say that too loud?"

"Bye Naruto."

"I get it, you want me to go away."

"Bye."

"Okay…" Naruto dragged his feet.

Kakashi smiled underneath his mask unworriedly, "Nice kid."

"He will be the death of us," Iruka sighed.

"You raised him up to be out spoken. Don't regret it now, love."

"Don't call me 'love' in public."

"Fine, but only if you kiss me right now."

"No!" Iruka shook his head, and headed for the door. He paused, and turned to face his lover, "I am not wicked, Kakashi, I am just trying to look after Naruto, and us. I don't want anyone I care about suffering. It's enough that another poor girl has to face her death tomorrow."

"So, you will bring him the blond he asked for?"

"I… I will bring him some other girl, and dye her hair blond. As much as I don't dare to disobey him, I don't wish to see my country in devastating war."

Kakashi's brow's rose, "He probably recognizes the face of the only blond woman in the city. Plus, her wide green eyes aren't common. And if he figures out you lied to him, he will kill you-"

"I don't have any other option."

"I have!" Naruto quickly rushed into the room again.

"Oh God have mercy on me!" Iruka moaned grabbing his forehead as he anticipated doom. "What is it now, Naruto?"

"I am a blond. I can go instead of her."

Iruka unconsciously laughed. He wasn't quite sure if it was his imminent mental breakdown, the absurd idea that would probably get both of them killed, or the irony of having to be murdered because of the kid he saved years ago, that drove him to laugh. He did know, however, that the idea was as stupid as the boy suggesting in.

"Your father would turn in his grave is he heard you say that," Iruka plummeted onto the floor.

"He ordered you to bring him a blond, not a female blond. Being a guy is a bonus. He doesn't hate men. He hates women. Why would he kill a guy? Plus-"

"Plus, we would both be killed if I offered him a man. A man who he despises ever since he was a child." Iruka mocked.

"Believe me Iruka-sama, men love me. Every time I walk down town, I find men offering me gold for just one night-"

"Oh God! Oh God! I reared a prostitute!"

"Hey! Hey! Hey! I never agreed to their offers! Plus, is a wazier supposed to kneel on the ground and slap his cheeks like an old woman in a funeral?" Naruto teased.

(A.n. In some regions, it is accustomed for women to slap their faces in funerals as a sign of grief and distress.)

"I hope the next wazier tolerates your jokes, because tomorrow the man who raised you up will-"

"Iruka," Kakashi interrupted him as a frown crawled onto his face. "Don't even joke about that."

"I am not joking-"

"Don't."

"I don't know what to do, Kakashi. Tell me what to do. Tell me what to do," Iruka rose to his feet once more.

"We will figure it out. Let's go to your room, we have been standing together in public for far too long," Kakashi soothed, and then turned around to order Naruto to accompany them. "Naruto, you should- Where did he go?"

Iruka looked around as a pout remained on his face, "Probably to his room."

"That's probably it."

XXXXXX

Naruto gulped as he stared onto the lavish wooden door. When he noticed he was about o hesitate, he went on a limp and knocked heavily on the door. When no one replied, he gulped. Slowly, he scanned the surroundings. Although he hadn't noticed before, no guards stood outside of the door. He sighed. The king was probably outside of his room, and therefore no one was guarding it. Still, something was off.

He knocked again. When he didn't receive an answer this time around, he pushed the door gently. The door didn't yield. Instead, the door was pushed open slamming the tanned boy right in the face.

"Aw, Aw, Aw!" Naruto rubbed his head feeling the bruise burn. He raised his gaze up as he struggled to compose himself landing on a glaring raven.

"Explain yourself," Sasuke commanded as he conceitedly looked down towards the fallen blond.

"You explain yourself. You smashed the door into my face. Who does that!"

"Who are you? And what are you doing here?" He continued ignoring the other's disgruntle.

"Naruto and I came here to meet you."

"Do you have a habit of breaking into other's rooms? Do you know the sentence for such a crime? Do you know the sentence for breaking into your king's room? Admit it; where you here to steal from my treasures? Or where you here to poison me or kill me in my sleep?"

"Don't be so doubtful and suspicious. I didn't find any guards infront of your room so I thought you might be in trouble. Sorry I cared!" Naruto stood up gain, only to be pushed down by a forceful pale hand.

"Hey! Hey! Hey! Why was that for?"

"Say down. And I am the one to give orders around here." Sasuke overlooked commenting on the lack of guards. In fact, it was based on his orders that no guard approached his room or even the part of the mansion he lived in. A distrustful person like Sasuke would never allow someone so close to his room.

Naruto sighed, "You didn't have to push me… I wasn't going to attack you or anything."

"So you thought about it," Sasuke stated.

"W-what? No, why would you think that?"

"Criminals always eager to deny their intentions. If you admit it now, I won't sentence you to death," He stated in a monotone voice.

"Fine, I was going to attack you, steal your whatever, and poison the stick up your ass. Are you satisfied?" Naruto stood up as he dusted his pants.

Is he mocking me? How dare he? "Well, since you confessed, I think I will only have the guards cut your right arm, and left leg."

Naruto suddenly coughed. He felt his throat dry up out of the blue. "W-w-w-w-w-w-wwww- what did you s-s-say?"

"Are you deaf or just plain stupid?"

"I was just joking!"

"Well, then you will be punished for fooling about infront of your master."

"Geez! Don't you have any sense of humor?"

The raven frowned, "Who sent you?"

"No one sent me to kill anyone!" Naruto preemptively denied any accusations of attempted murder.

"That's exactly what a murder would s-" Sasuke could have just ordered him died in a matter of seconds, yet somehow he was enjoying the conversation.

"I just wanted to talk to you!"

"Don't interrupt me; I could cut your throat right now." He said without reaching for his sword. "You are the loud nuisance who I always hear running about through the corridors of the mansion? The one who is supposedly the son of my ex- wazer?"

"Supposedly? Yes I am him. Naruto. My name is Naruto. Can I stand straight now, or do I have to keep on bending?"

"What did you want to talk about that was so important that you would risk your life for?"

"A- well-" Since Naruto was too eager to slip away from Iruka in order to meet the king, he didn't actually prepare for a speech. "The blond girl!"

"Blond girl?"

"Don't kill her! I know her. Her name is Ino. She is seventeen. She loves flowers except cherry blossoms. She does like cherry tomatoes though-"

"Why are you telling me all of this?"

"Because she is not just one more night!"

"She is not just one more night, she is a whore as well. Barely qualifies as entertainment." The raven said with a straight face shocking Naruto with his insulting language. Never could he have expected a king to have such a filthy tongue. And usually, Sasuke didn't, other than when it came to women.

Naruto glowered. He would have spat on the bastard, except he would have been murdered immediately. What use would he be to anyone if he was dead, he figured. "Would you spare her if someone else offered you… entertainment?" Naruto ogled at the floor beneath his feet.

"I have told Iruka to bring a blond to my room tonight. Only a blond. I won't repeat myself again, go tell him that," He scorned.

"I-I am a blond." Naruto swallowed as he avoided eye contact with the dark orbits.

Sasuke raised one eye-brow, "And of what use will you be to me? Are you offering yourself, and suggesting that I am a homos-"

"No no no! That's not what I am saying!"

"Then what are you saying?"

Naruto opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out. His heart raced, and his mind seemed to freeze from apprehension. "I- I- I am a storyteller!"

"A storyteller?"

"Yes!" The words slipped out of Naruto's lips taking away all of his hope of living until the next morning. "I tell amazing stories. Believe it!"

"Guards-" Sasuke began to call out.

"Many kings have clowns and storytellers to entertain them. It's a way to unwind after… slaughtering a few dozen people!" Naruto grinned nervously.

Is he mocking again? Sasuke frowned.

"I mean it must be hard to control the live of a whole empire! That's why you need to unwind! I didn't mean because you actually kill the people? Haha! No No! No way!"

"…"

"Did I mention that my stories don't have women in them?"

"How is that possible?" Sasuke asked truly curious. Although he hated women, he still recognized that they were half of the world's population. Plus, most of the stories he had ever heard in his life was about a man and a woman.

"You will have to hear my stories to know!" Naruto blurted out.

"Fine, tell me a story."

"So, I will be your entertainment tonight? Not Ino?"

"Why not, but if I don't find your story entertaining, youwill be executed at sun-rise."

Naruto chuckled fretfully. "Okay…Hehe…"

- To Be Continued-

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