The Angel Slave

SasuNaru 3

Summary: First part loosely based off of Okane No Gai. Sasuke finds himself at a particular auction where the last item sold is a frightened Naruto. My first FanFic!

"Sold, for $2,000,000!" an already loud voice shouted into a microphone.

Sasuke winced slightly at the annoyingly loud sound then continued scowling. He wasn't in the mood to be bothered by the auctioneer abusing his eardrums. In fact, Sasuke wasn't even in the mood to be at the auction! He had been forced to come by his old friend Suigetsu who claimed that Sasuke needed something to "brighten up that lifeless apartment". What Suigetsu didn't count on was running out of the cash he was allowed to bring by the 5th bid and being forced out at Sasuke's request by their mutual friend: Jugo.

"If they have anything I'd like you'd better buy it in my stead!" Suigetsu shouted over Jugo's shoulder much to Sasuke's continued annoyance. He had always hated loud noises and it had started to give him a headache at that point. "And don't forget to buy something for yourself! I'll check in later to pick up what you've bought for me later in the week!" Suigetsu threatened before he was shoved into the car and was taken away from Sasuke's glare.

Sasuke had in fact not bought anything for himself yet. Nothing interested him. Sasuke was all about business and did not need any unnecessary items for show in his apartment. What was the point? The only people who ever visited him there were those who worked for him and Suigetsu, who never asks for an invitation. He did, however, buy Suigetsu a cheap looking fountain to avoid a loud demand for why Sasuke hadn't bought anything for him.

"And now our final item!" the auctioneer practically shouted into the microphone mere inches away from his mouth.

Sasuke brows furrowed, deepening his scowl. The last item was an unattractive statue presumably hundreds of years old. A collectable. Too bad Sasuke was not interested in collecting statues; now Suigetsu was going to shout a question as to why Sasuke didn't buy anything for himself.

"Pardon me, sir" a quieter voice said as its owner sat down next to Sasuke as Sasuke started to imagine where he could hit the shouting auctioneer to shut him up.

Sasuke shifted his eyes to show he was listening.

"I can see that you have not purchased anything for yourself here at our lovely auction." The man sitting next to Sasuke observed. Sasuke raised his eyebrows slightly. He was both impressed that the man could tell that the fountain was obviously not for himself and at the same time annoyed that the man had bothered him just to point out the obvious.

"If you are interested, perhaps you will find something more to your interest at our reserved auction after this?" the man offered while slightly leaning closer to Sasuke, lowering his voice the closer he got.

"Hn." Sasuke replied, turning his gaze back to the auctioneer who had thankfully finished screaming as the statue was sold. He might as well see what this so called "interesting" private auction sold so he could honestly tell Suigetsu that there was nothing Sasuke wanted to buy.

"Then if you will please remain here while the unnecessary ones leave. The reserved auction will start shortly after." The man promised as he stood up to leave. Sasuke hoped the loud auctioneer was one of the unnecessary.

People started to stand and make their way to the exit as well. Sasuke noticed few people still sitting as he was. All of them were men. Most of these men's expressions were showing anticipation and only one or two looked slightly confused. Sasuke's own expression stayed in his scowl; he would not allow his expression to reveal his own confusion.

After the last person left, the lights dimmed. The only lights still glowing intensely were those on the stage where the items were previously shown off. Now, instead of items, there were a few men standing in front of closed curtains whose muscles were evident even beneath their suits and the same auctioneer. Sasuke's scowl turned into an unseen glare as the loud man could not see anyone who was not on the stage due to the bright lights.

"Thank you for joining us tonight, gentlemen." Said the auctioneer in a normal tone. Sasuke's eyebrows were lifted slightly in surprise. He had thought that the man could only shout and it did not register that he had more than one volume of tone.

"There is only one item for bidding tonight but we promise that you will not be disappointed" promised the auctioneer. Sasuke glanced at the other men and it looked like some of them WERE disappointed. Others looked at the stage with anticipation, showing that they trusted the man. The same confused men simply kept their dumbstruck expressions. Then suddenly a loud thump that sounded like a person being thrown against the ground followed by a louder "DON'T TOUCH ME, YOU FUCKING BASTARDS" from behind the curtains made almost everyone in the vicinity jump.

Sasuke's glare faded a bit into a look of curiosity as more crashes from behind the curtain could be heard. No more words could be distinguished as the voice of whoever had shouted was muffled, though that did not stop the voice from continuously making sounds that rose above the frustrated grunts of those muffling it.

Suddenly, after a particularly loud cry of pain that could be heard through the muffle past the curtain, all noises stopped. The silence that followed had an air of surprise and curiosity. Those men who were previously showing looks of disappointed were now sharing looks of anticipation with the majority of the men. One of the confused men had abandoned his bewilderment as he too joined the anticipation having what it looked like a revelation as to what this auction sold. The other confused man tried his best to hide his confusion but was given away by his eyes. Sasuke was no longer glaring. He couldn't get the voice out of his head. Even though anger dripped off of every syllable spoken, he could tell the emotion was foreign to the voice and was guessing what it would normally sound like.

The auctioneer cleared his throat and eyes flickered between the man and the curtain behind which was the cause for the commotion.

The auctioneer grinned at the audience whose majority grinned in return.

"Now for the prize of the show."

Sasuke gasped with the rest of the men as the curtains slowly opened. There, in the middle of the stage was a blonde boy no older than 20. Each of his arms was held by the muscular men who had disappeared behind the curtain without anyone noticing, but their jackets were ruffled and one had the sleeve ripped off. The boy was on his knees with his head hanging in front of him; his only means of support were the men holding his arms. The boy's clothes hung loose from his tanned body suggesting they were several sizes too big for the slender form.

At the auctioneer's nod, one of the men pulled the blonde to a standing position, holding him by the shoulders as the boy's legs were no longer cooperating with him and hung loosely while his head continued to hang forwards. The other man walked towards the back of the stage returning with a chair. When he returned, both men placed the boy onto the chair, each holding one shoulder to ensure the boy did not fall off.

Now the men in the audience were leaning forward in their own chairs, even the previously lone confused man. It became clear to Sasuke that it was the blonde who was for sale, and all invited to the reserved auction were VERY interested in bidding. Himself included.

The auctioneer's face spread into a nasty grin as he took a moment for his captivated audience to fully appreciate the item being sold. He turned to the muscled man with the ripped sleeve and gave him a signal that was received with a slight nod.

The auctioneer turned back to the audience he couldn't see but knew was there and began his part of the show. "Tonight we have a fine piece indeed. He doesn't look his age but he is actually 19, a bit younger than average for us but we assure you he is well trained. That is," a pause as the grin got wider and slightly more malicious, "if you can be the first to tame this little rebel.

"He is a challenge, indeed!" The auctioneer's tone got more heated as he started to make his way towards the barely conscious blond who was feebly attempting to lift his head. "But a challenge worth trying." Suddenly the muscled man without a sleeve ripped off the blonde's overly large shirt while his partner tugged off the loose pants revealing a petit, tanned body. The boy was thin, but Sasuke quickly observed the lack of fat was natural. He also guessed that the boy would be about a head shorter than the older man, but had no problem with that estimation.

What Sasuke DID have a problem with was how roughly the auctioneer grabbed the blonde's face with his unworthy hands to how the invisible audience the boy's face.

The boy had the most captivating eyes. They were the deepest shade of blue Sasuke ever saw. Even though the eyes were half closed and glazed over suggesting the reason the sudden lack of noise from behind the curtain moments ago was because they had drugged him, Sasuke was instantly drawn into them. Trying to distract himself from those impossible azure eyes, the Uchiha noticed three scars resembling whiskers on each cheek. Whether natural or not, Sasuke couldn't tell as the lights aimed towards the stage were too bright for a proper observation and he was too far away anyways.

"Nnng," the blonde's eyes squinted in pain, hiding those alluring orbs, as he was pulled into a straighter position as one of the muscled men spread his legs to give the audience a better look at what they would be bidding for. The sudden alert in the audience let those on the stage know the bidding would be high tonight.

"Well then, let's start the bidding at—" the auctioneer started before he was cut off.

"$5,000!" A man with long, dark hair hissed his bid, leaning on the table in a pitiful attempt to get closer to the blonde.

"$7,000!" Another man challenged.

"$11,000!", "$17,000!", "$23,000!", "$35,000!", "$38,000!", "$42,000!"

"$50,000!"

The bidding war raged on; tension and tempers were running high as each man participating was intent on owning the boy in front of them.

Sasuke was torn. Why did he want to consider partaking in such an atrocious act? This was human trafficking! He knew that this was completely illegal. Hell, its fucking wrong! So why did he still want the blonde beauty?

As Sasuke was silently convincing himself that what he felt was mere lust and no action should be taken, the first bidder with long hair spoke again.

"$1,000,000."

The room went silent. Then a sudden flurry of hushed tones could be heard as the men mumbled to themselves, debating if continuing was worth it. The room went silent again. Then heated voices started to bid again.

Sasuke watched the scene in disgust. His focus was on the long-haired man who seemed to merely wait for his time to make another outrageous bid. Then his attention turned to two men who seemed to make an alliance with each other, pooling their money together to share the blonde if they won the war.

Suddenly, anger at the thought of the blonde being taken by the long-haired man, or worse by two grubby men, overtook Sasuke. His face was no longer showed a stoic disinterest or annoyance but rather full blown anger.

"$10,000,000." The long-haired man Sasuke now loathed with every particle of his existence declared, leering at the boy he thought belonged to him now. A tongue flickered out from between his lips as the hated man licked his lips that had spread into a malicious grin.

The grin sent Sasuke over the edge.

Before he knew it, Sasuke was standing up, knocking his chair back in his anger. The furniture made a lot of noise, canceling out all others and calling attention to himself from those around him and those who couldn't see him onstage. But Sasuke didn't care. He wanted them to see his determination. The blonde was his and he wanted everyone to know so they could stay the fuck away from his property.

"$100,000,000"