King Me

Disclaimer: No ownage of Naruto here.

AN: Another story? Kitty, stop it! I'm kidding.

Don't worry! This won't be a long story, I promise! It'll end up being a two-shot, probably.

I started writing this story around 2AM because I'm literally a vampire. Yup. A pudding vampire.

To warn you all now: THIS IS NARUSASU! If you are in the mindset that Naruto is uke and forever uke and the world ends if he is not uke, then you probably will want to turn away now and find a nice pasture of SasuNaru because Sasuke is soooo takin' it up the butt in here!

"I can't decide whether you should live or die…"

Eyebrows raised, Hatake Kakashi looked over at his nephew and his mouth formed a small 'o' of understanding when he realized that Sasuke was simply singing along with his iPod. "Hey Sasuke…" When he didn't get a response he waved his hand at the seventeen-year old, trying to keep his eye on the road at the same time. When the raven-haired boy looked to his right to stare out the window, Kakashi yanked his left ear bud out with one swift tug. "Hey Sasuke!" He sang with fake enthusiasm.

Uchiha Sasuke slowly turned his head and glared at his uncle. "That hurt." He said distastefully.

"Oh, it couldn't have been that bad." Kakashi said. "I was just wondering what you wanted to do for your birthday. It's in a week and your parents and brother will be flying in to join us to celebrate the momentous day that your sunshine face entered this world full of rainbows and lollipops." Met with silence, Kakashi turned his head to see that Sasuke had placed his ear bud back in and was bobbing his head slightly to whatever song was playing. "Look, I know you didn't want to come stay with me in Texas for three weeks, but you might as well pretend to enjoy spending time with me 'cause that will only make my job of having to babysit you so much easier."

"You don't have to babysit me." Sasuke said quietly, not looking at the gray-haired man beside him.

Kakashi blew air out through his lips. "Here's what we're going to do. I am going to leave you alone for the entire three weeks you're here and not bother you in the slightest…as long you spend at least five hours everyday outside in the sun."

Sasuke sighed and rolled his eyes. "Am I allowed to take breaks from being outside?"

It was Kakashi's turn to roll his eyes. "Yes, Sasuke, you poor, pathetic child who was cursed to grow up in the age of technology, you can take breaks from playing outside to go stare mindlessly at your laptop or Playstation or whatever you kids masturbate to these days."

Sasuke didn't answer Kakashi and resumed the bobbing of his head.

When Kakashi pulled into the extensive driveway of his lot, Sasuke leaned forward to peer through the windshield at the canopy of trees that shaded the smoothly paved road. His eyes averted to the large one story house that was painted a dark green with white lining on the corners. "It used to be yellow."

"Hm?" Kakashi pulled onto a patch of dirt and dead grass near the porch steps, and turned off the SUV.

"Your house used to be yellow." Sasuke said, pulling out his headphones and unbuckling his seatbelt. He opened the door of the black vehicle and slammed it shut behind him after hopping out. He took a few seconds to run his eyes over the house that was elevated off the ground by dark gray stones. He turned to face Kakashi when the older man limped around the car with his three bags, smiling awkwardly at the bulk. Sasuke quickly removed the two bags from his shoulders, looping one on either side of his neck, and then took the rolling bag.

"You have way too much stuff." Kakashi said. They walked up to the porch, Kakashi turning to Sasuke to take his rolling case as they went up the steps. He opened the heavy wooden door with his keys and allowed Sasuke to enter first. "Are you hungry? I know it's not lunch time yet, but I can make you something real quick. I've got-"

"I ate at the airport." Sasuke said quickly. He turned to look at his uncle with meaningful eyes, as if to say "I appreciate the offer, but you don't need to baby me."

Getting the hint, Kakashi raised his hands defensively. "Okay, okay. Then let me show you to your room." He guided Sasuke through the vast living room, the wheels of Sasuke's luggage clacking over the wooden floorboards. They entered a narrow hallway; the walls made of white wooden paneling which contrasted the dark drown flooring.

Sasuke examined the pictures on the walls as they passed until his eyes zeroed in on a particular one of Kakashi holding a small pug in his arms while a tan man with brown hair pulled back into a ponytail and a scar across his nose kissed him on the cheek, his lips in an obvious smile. "Where's Iruka?"

Kakashi opened a door on his right at the end of the hallway and stepped inside. "He took Pakkun to the vet. Little guy's been biting at his back. Turn on the light, will ya?"

Sasuke flipped on the switch by the door and the overhead light came on along with the white panels of the fan which began to turn slowly. The room was powder blue and had white lace curtains hanging over the short windows that resided towards the top of the ceiling. The bed frame was white metal, forced to make a swirly pattern at the foot and headboard. A queen sized mattress was covered in white cotton sheets and a thick comforter that looked warm and fluffy; Sasuke wanted to bury his face in it. The rest of the furniture in the room was painted white and a closet extended from the wall with mirror doors. To the right of the closet was a cramped bathroom.

"I know what you're thinking." Kakashi said, placing Sasuke's rolling bag next to the bed. "It's kind of girly looking." He hit the mark there; Sasuke did think it was girly looking. "But you'll get the best internet connection in here, so I thought you'd at least tolerate it."

Sasuke smirked and looked at his uncle. "Thank you." He walked up to the bed and drop this bags on the bed, watching with annoyance as they bounced and the bed springs creaked loudly under the weight. 'How annoying…' Sasuke thought. He stood next to the bed for a minute before turning and looking at his uncle expectantly.

"Oh. Sorry." Kakashi said quickly. "Okay, I'll get out of your hair now. Don't forget to come out of your room every once and a while to rejoin civilization." With that, Kakashi exited the bedroom, leaving the door wide open behind him.

Sasuke got to work on unpacking his bag, placing his clothes in the empty drawers and hanging up two dress shirts and a jacket and pants in the closet, sliding the door closed and staring at his reflection for a few moments. Something his uncle didn't understand was that Sasuke was part of civilization. He was on Facebook and Tumblr and Twitter and at least six other social networks. Kakashi was just too old to understand that, and yes, being thirty-eight makes him old.

Sasuke pulled out his Mac from one of his bags and began to search for an outlet in the room to plug in its charger. When he found one behind the bed, he plugged in the gray cord and attached it to his laptop. He then did the same for his phone and sought out yet another outlet for his PSP and Nintendo 3DS. When he was all set up, he crawled onto the bed, wincing as it groaned beneath each movement, and pulled his Mac towards him.

Logging onto AIM, he scrolled through his online contacts until he saw a particular one and clicked on their name.

UchihaS1993: Suigetsu.

He sat there for a moment, his left leg bent at the knee as he pressed his chest into his thigh and bit his thumbnail. The other boy responded almost immediately, and Sasuke rolled his eyes at his message.

DemonSharkMist18: hey sasuke enjoy getting groped at the airport?

Sasuke sighed deeply, his breath constricted from his limited chest space, and he scratched at an itch on his wrist. It was true that the airport security these days was pretty intense, but they were just trying keep the country safe…one underwear exam at a time.

Uchiha21993: I went through the x-ray machine.

DemonSharkMist18: left nothing to there imagination?

UchihaS1993: First of all, it's 'their'. And it's not like I have anything to hide.

DemonSharkMist18: except for that ten foot pole up your ass

Sasuke rolled his eyes and decided not to respond. He opened his email and scrolled through the college scholarship offers, finding nothing interesting, before selecting everything and deleting it. His chat with Suigetsu began blinking in the task bar and he pulled up the chat to see what he had said.

DemonSharkMist18: i'm in a chat with karin want me to add her here?

UchihaS1993: I don't know, Suigetsu. Do you want to die?

DemonSharkMist18: adding her now!

"Son of a shit…" Sasuke grumbled to himself.

RedEyes has joined the chat.

RedEyes: SASUKE!

"Son. Of. A. Fucking. Shit." Sasuke growled.

RedEyes: SASUKE I MISS YOU!

UchihaS1993: Karin, I think your caps lock is on.

DemonSharkMist18: lol

RedEyes: No, I hold down the shift key when I type.

DemonSharkMist18: lmao

RedEyes: So, Sasuke, how's Texas? See any cowboys herding cattle?

UchihaS1993: Sure, they're everywhere. And the roads are all dirt and Clint Eastwood shook my hand; I will never wash it again.

Sasuke was practically glaring at the screen, trying to force Karin to hear his sarcasm and realize how much of an idiot she was. He sighed in defeat when she replied.

RedEyes: OMG that's so rad! Who's Clint Eastwood?

DemonSharkMist18: roflmfao

DemonSharkMist18: sasuke: OTL

Someone knocked on the wall outside his bedroom and Sasuke looked to the doorway where Umino Iruka was standing with a smile.

"Long time no see, Sasuke," The older man said as he entered the room, placing his hand on the end of the bed.

"Hello," Sasuke said and didn't bother trying to say anything else.

"How was your flight in from Florida?" Iruka asked, seemingly oblivious to the fact that Sasuke was trying to have an IM conversation with his friends back home.

"Fine," Sasuke said, trying to ignore the bings coming from his computer, signaling that people were replying to him.

Iruka nodded, realizing he wasn't going to get a real conversation out of the teenager. "Hey," He said sternly. "Kakashi told me about the deal you two made; about you having to spend time outside everyday. Why not start now? It is currently eleven o'clock, so go explore the backyard a little, okay? It's really big and there are tons of secluded places for you to hang out. Just go check it out for a bit, okay?" Iruka tilted his head to the side to look as though he was simply making an innocent suggestion, but Sasuke knew that he had no choice in the matter.

Sasuke closed his laptop and scooted off the bed, slipping past his uncle's boyfriend and heading down the narrow hallway with his eyes glaring at the floor.

"Oh good, you're going outside?" Kakashi asked from where he sat on the leather couch in the den with a lazy pug on his lap.

"Yeah," Sasuke answered coldly and opened the large windowed door, stepping onto the patio and shutting it behind him.

Kakashi looked at Iruka who emerged from the hallway and the brunette shrugged in return.

Sasuke stepped off the patio and stared around him at the yard which almost looked like a forest. He turned back to look behind him and saw Iruka walk past the glass door and into another room. Huffing, Sasuke trudged forward into the ankle-high grass and began weaving through old, tall trees.

He couldn't figure out why Iruka wanted him to explore back here. Every tree looked the same and the grass just kept getting taller and taller the further back he walked. He remembered coming to Kakashi's house before, long before Iruka came into the picture, but he never went into the backyard. The almost hundreds of trees scared him, and Itachi would tell him stories about people, especially young boys, getting kidnapped and eaten by homeless people. He felt his jaw tighten at recalling his own foolishness for believing such ridiculous stories.

Leaves and sticks crunched under his feet, and he had to step over, or sometimes around, large fallen branches. When he was sure he had walked back at least half a mile, he turned to go back to the house, ready to get back to his abandoned conversation on his laptop, but something caught his eye.

Light broke through the leaves of the tress and illuminated a thick rock that looked, in Sasuke's opinion, like a tombstone. He approached it slowly, studying the way it sparkled in the patches of light that rested on it. Crouching before it, he placed his hand on it and felt his heart begin to race and his ears ring. He pushed away the tall grass from in front of the stone, curious as to if Kakashi and Iruka knew that there was someone buried in their backyard. When the grass was moved out of the way, Sasuke swallowed as he gazed at the bright blue swirl that took up most of the middle of the stone. His fingers traced the swirl and he felt electricity shoot through his nerves at the smooth feeling. Keeping his finger in the center, Sasuke examined the writing on the stone that was in the same blue as the swirl.

"Spiraling…Sphere?"

"Ksiasu…hdaud…"

Sasuke groaned as harsh words pierced his ears. His face stung and he was finding it difficult to breathe. Opening his eyes to a squint, he grimaced when wind rushed grains of sand into his face, causing it to burn. He turned over onto his hands and knees and began to cough violently, clearing his throat of the tiny rocks, saliva clinging to the corners of his mouth.

"What the hell…am I…in a desert…?" he said aloud in a hoarse voice.

Putting a hand over his eyes, he looked up and stared at the very same stone he had been looking at in Kakashi's backyard, only there was a different word carved into it above the swirl. 'Rah…rah-sen…'

Sasuke was violently pulled back by his hair, and he cried out in surprise as he was yanked to his feet and forced to turn around to look at two tall, burly men who had beige scarves wrapped around their heads, covering their faces. On instinct, Sasuke started yanking away from them, smacking at their bandaged arms and kicking up the sand.

"Let me go! Where the fuck am I? Did you bring me here?" He was all but screaming, trying desperately to remember what he had learned in defense class during PE last year. "Let me the fuck go!"

"Uladh din yreadid!" one of the men yelled.

"Lafahd! Teyw lafahd fksj!" the other responded, handing him something.

Sasuke's eyes widened when he realized that it was some kind of rope, but it was white and emitting light. Was he having some terrible sci-fi fantasy dream? It sure seemed that way, only everything he was feeling was real. He felt his heart pounding painfully against his chest as he panicked. He could hear the wind rushing past his ears, as loud as a bullet train. The smell of stale sweat penetrated his nose. The men were shouting as they struggled with him, their words incomprehensible and callous. Sasuke couldn't even peg it as an actual language he knew about.

"What's going on? Leave me alone!" With a well-aimed kick to the man holding his wrists and hair, the man doubled over, and Sasuke wrenched himself free. He turned and began running, tripping over his own feet in the loose sand and finding that he wasn't making it very far. He fell forward when a particular patch of sand sunk beneath his weight.

One of the men were on top of him in a second, straddling his back and pulling his head backwards painfully by his hair. The man placed a rag over his mouth, tying it at the back of his head.

Sasuke gagged when his tongue accidentally touched the rag. It tasted and smelled like sweat, blood and some other horrid thing that was foreign to him. His arms were pulled behind him, and something was wrapped around them that almost felt like a soft bed sheet. He turned his head, and in his peripheral vision he could see the glowing rope the other man had been holding earlier. He began to scream and shout through the rag, though his voice was muffled and slowly fading as his throat became even drier.

The man who had been straddling him stood up, and he was pulled up to his feet by his shoulders. He didn't know why, but his body was beginning to feel exhausted, as though his energy was being drained. He tossed his shoulders, trying to break free of the man's hold. The other man he had kicked appeared before him and picked up his legs while the one behind him placed his hands under Sasuke's armpits. Sasuke wiggled as best as he could in their hold but found that his body was only becoming even weaker. He tried kicking up his right leg, but all it did was twitch.

It was as if his mind no longer had control over his body. Any messages it tried sending to his muscles were blatantly ignored. He couldn't even turn his head or get out of the uncomfortable position of his chin resting on his chest. All he could do was watch with unmoving eyes as he was carried away by the two men.

The one holding his legs dropped them and walked past Sasuke and the other man supporting him. Suddenly, he was pulled up by his arms and he landed on the mans lap. He was sitting on top of something Sasuke couldn't see, but by the way it moved, he was sure it was some kind of animal.

His head lolled back, unable to control it, and he saw something that looked like a black feather tail. It perplexed him, and he wanted to see what kind of creature he was on. Seeing past the tail, he noticed the stone he had woken up in front of.

Sasuke wasn't an idiot. He could already tell he wasn't dreaming. This was far too real to be a dream. So many questions were going through his mind, but two of the main ones that kept passing through were where was he and how did he get here? The stone seemed to be his only clue, and now he was being taken away from it. He felt like he was in some movie, only he didn't feel like the hero or the main character. He wanted to know who these men were and where they were taking him.

"Grah grah!" the one who had him in his lap shouted, and the creatures they were on began galloping away. The way they moved almost felt like a horse.

Sasuke stared longingly after the stone, feeling homesick, alone, lost, and helpless. There was nothing he could do, he couldn't even blink. The only thing that seemed to be working in his body was his heart and lungs. Everything else felt shut down. Just like his mind was beginning to do. And before he knew it, he was staring into nothing, seeing nothing, and feeling nothing. He felt…dead. Perhaps he was dead. And somewhere, in the back of his mind, he almost wished that to be true.

"Your Highness…" Sakura said, kneeling on a purple silk pillow next to the ornate throne that was white and carved with the history of their land. "Some travelers are at the north palace gate; they claim to have a treasure that only a King can appreciate." Her King turned to look at her and smirked.

"Sakura, you are a dear friend to me. You do not need to address me with such formality." The blond-haired man widened his blue eyes innocently to get the point across to the woman.

Sakura smiled politely. "Of course, Naruto. What would you like me to-"

"Show them in!" Naruto exclaimed with a grin. "If they say only a King can appreciate it then allow me to appreciate it!" Other nobles within the large room that was made of stone walls and floors, turned to look at their ruler, curious as to what it was he was talking about. Naruto indulged them. "Some men have come with a treasure only Kings can value! What fun this shall be, eh?" He made a dazzling smile, his whisker-like marks rising with the corners of his mouth as he flashed his perfect white teeth. The others nodded approvingly and took seats on lush pillows that adorned the walls of the room.

Sakura and a brunette man with red tattoos on his cheeks named Kiba sat on either side of Naruto along with some other loyal subjects that served directly under the King. Tsunade, a busty woman with blonde hair, moved to stand behind Sakura, next to Naruto's throne.

Just as everyone settled, some guards opened the ceiling-high double doors and two men walked in carrying a young man in their arms. They stopped a few feet away from Naruto's throne and placed the boy on the ground, undoing the rope on his arms and the cloth that was covering his nose and mouth.

People in the room began whispering to each other and Kiba stood up abruptly. "What is this?" he shouted angrily. "How dare you bring a slave into the presence of the King? He does not buy from illegal tradesmen such as yourselves!"

"Kiba," Naruto said sternly, placing a hand on his arm but not taking his eyes off the dark-haired boy before him.

"I am sorry, Your Majesty. I spoke out of turn." Kiba said and returned to kneeling.

Naruto stood up and the whispering stopped. As he moved down the steps of his throne, the boy began to sit up on his hands and knees. Naruto knew full well that he was just starting to gain control of his body once more. "Salskjd djsiud…" the boy hissed as his shaky limbs began to regain their feeling.

He raised an eyebrow and looked at the two men. "What did he just say?

The two men did not look up from where they were kneeling, their heads bowed in respect to their King. "We do not know Your Majesty. We found him in the outskirts of the kingdom. He speaks a different tongue and has the most unusual features."

"I can see that already." Naruto stated, finishing his walk down the stairs and crouched before the young man, the orange wrap around his waist spreading with his legs and touching the floor. "His hair is so dark, almost like the nighttime sky." His eyes roamed over the boy's body, taking in the strange attire he had on. And the things on his feet were the most unusual thing he had ever seen.

"You should see his eyes, Your Majesty." one of the men suggested.

Naruto, intrigued, gripped the boy's head by his chin and gazed down into half-lidded dark eyes that almost sucked him in. He flinched, a gasp escaping his lips, and released the boy, allowing his head to drop back down.

"What is it, Naruto?" Sakura asked curiously from where she sat.

Naruto frowned and stood back up. "He has no soul, it seems." Gasps and murmurs erupted through out the room at the King's comment. "What is the meaning of this, bringing such a creature before me?" Naruto asked darkly.

"F-forgive us, Your Grace! We just thought that you would like to see him!" the men apologized simultaneously.

As they were speaking, the dark-haired man began to stand up slowly, coughing and spitting out more words that were unknown to the ears around him. "Yidaoiud…yidaodu…dadkhah…qedjhaj!" he shouted and ran towards Naruto with a fist up in the air, ready to strike.

Naruto caught the wrist in one hand and then caught the other that was swung at him suddenly. He looked down at the boy with narrowed eyes, noticing that he was panting heavily and shaking, still not in complete control of his body yet. "Such a fool." He growled, the room having become quiet from the shock of someone lifting a hand against their King. The boy stared up at him with intense eyes before they rolled back and he fell forward, his head landing on Naruto's bare chest. Naruto wrapped his arms around the boy, supporting him casually, almost protectively.

"We apologize, Your Highness!" the two men cried, getting up to take the boy from the King.

However, Naruto did not hand him over. "How much are you asking for him?" The two men stared at him for a few minutes, fumbling over their words, unsure what to say. "I asked you how much," Naruto said impatiently.

"Naruto, you cannot be serious…" Sakura and Kiba said from where they sat beside his thrown.

"I am serious. I will take this young man. He will be under my care." Naruto said, knowing full well that if he did not take in this boy now, these men would sell him somewhere else and he will be end up in bad hands where he will be abused and possibly even worked to death. "How much are you asking for him? I will not repeat myself again."

"F-fifty gold pieces, Y-Your Highness," one of the men stammered.

Naruto smirked and maneuvered the boy so that he knelt down and scooped up the thin body in his arms, standing up straight and turning to Sakura. "Bring these men one hundred and fifty gold pieces." he ordered as he walked up the steps to his throne.

"Your Highness!" the other man gasped. "That's far more than…"

"Also, give them a nice meal and feed their Qishi(1) or whatever animals they traveled here on." Naruto said without stopping. He walked past his subjects and moved through a doorway on the far right of his throne, Kiba following him at a frantic pace while Tsunade took her time.

"Naruto, what are you thinking?" Kiba asked, practically panicking. "Buying a slave?"

"Did you not hear?" Naruto said with a grin. "He is not a slave at all. He was lost in the desert and fate has brought him here to me." He looked down at the unconscious boy's face and smiled gently. "His eyes are fascinating. It was as if they were pulling me in."

"Is he a demon?" Kiba asked quickly and Naruto turned to look at him with narrowed eyes.

"What if he is, Kiba?"

The man gulped and shook his head, averting his gaze from his King and childhood friend. "N-nothing. That is fine." When Naruto chuckled and began walking again, Kiba sighed in relief and continued to follow him, Tsunade falling into stride alongside him. "What are you planning on doing with him here? He does not speaking our tongue."

"I will think of that later. For now, we shall let him rest. Tsunade," Naruto looked back at the older woman. "I would appreciate it if you look him over."

The woman nodded. "Of course, Your Grace."

Naruto smiled and looked back at the young man in his arms. He could tell that this was going to work out well somehow.

Okay, next part will be up soon, hopefully. I have got to take a 24 hour break from writing now, haha.

(1) Qishi are tall birds with four legs and are ridden like horses. I made them up...because I'm weird.