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This is my first SasuNaruSasu story, so please allow me to say that I could not help but be a bit disturb when I was writting it. : )

Summary: Sasuke always finds Naruto beaten half to death and drags him home to screw him senselessly. But after he finds out what kind of trouble Naruto is in, he struggles to protect the blonde without letting either of their emotions get in the way.

Disclaimer: I don’t own Naruto or any of the characters. But the plot rightfully belongs to me. If I have something similar to any other story, then I’m sorry, but I didn’t know about that. :)

Pairing: SasuNaruSasu, SasuSaku

Warning: Very Mature: coarse language, male sex, violence and mild drugs. Please don’t read if you can’t handle these.

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Money, Sex and Comfort

Chapter 1: Misconceived Truths

The light patter of raindrops rang soundlessly throughout the city as cars drove and people walked hastily with monochrome umbrellas to their destinations. A puff of cigarette smoke filtered into the air as lazy steps carried the teenage boy towards his destination. His eyes searched the streets almost uncaringly and he empathised that by sighing through his nose when he found what he’d been looking for.

Slumped on the corner of the next alleyway and the main road was a familiar blonde with a pool of blood soaked into the ground next to him and running slowly with the rain to the gutter.

Sasuke took another drag from his cigarette and unhurriedly walked over to Naruto who appeared unconscious with eyes half closed. The dark haired boy nudged the bleeding leg once lightly then a second time with force, receiving a grunt of disturbance and a hateful glare from those deep, blue eyes.

“Get up. You’ll scare the civilians who don’t want to see your blood.” Sasuke said. He blew a cloud of smoke from his cigarette down onto the blonde who blinked rapidly and breathed it in.

“Fuck off.” Naruto muttered, not caring if the other boy had not heard.

Sasuke wrapped his lips around the cigarette and rested his umbrella against the wall, ignoring the light rain sipping into his dry clothes. He hoisted up the battered boy, noticing how pale he’d become since the day before, Saturday. He doubted Naruto had returned home since then. He narrowed his eyes at the blood dripping dangerously close to the blue eyes from the gash on his forehead.

“You’re so useless.”

“Shut up.” Naruto muttered again, yet didn’t reject the help. He’d become familiar with it. Happened every second day, for over a week now. Sasuke would find him beaten up and he’d drag him back to his house to clean the wounds. However, no matter how many times the dark haired boy did it, he never meant it with care; he did it without ever explaining it to Naruto. Almost like obligation to his friend.

Sasuke bent slowly as not to drop the dependent blonde and grabbed the umbrella. Ordering Naruto to hold it for a second, he pulled the cigarette out of his lips and breathed out the smoke. He took another drag before taking back the umbrella and began the long walk back to his single-room apartment.

Naruto limped lazily beside Sasuke, flexing his muscles to regain control of his body. His leg was throbbing as blood continued to slowly seep through the wound. His arm around Sasuke’s neck twitched making Sasuke glance quickly at him before returning his eyes onto the footpath again. Naruto stared at him for a minute as they continued to walk.

Sasuke stopped them at the traffic light and Naruto took the cigarette from his lips. He sucked deep; relishing in the way the fatal smog coursed through his lungs and mentally relaxed him. Before returning it to Sasuke’s lips, he covered his own lips over Sasuke’s jaw, only to be jerked away. He tightened his hold on Sasuke’s supportive shoulder so as not to fall over.

“Stop that. I already told you I won’t do it in public.” Sasuke wiped his jaw and took the cigarette from Naruto’s fingers. “Besides, if Sakura knew about this, she’d murder you first.”

Naruto snorted distastefully through his nose. “Tch, I still don’t get why you’re with her. She’s never been your type, even when we were kids.”

“It’s just for appearance.” The Uchiha said with blank eyes. Naruto turned away to hide the bitterness in his eyes.

Suddenly frustrated with the boy and himself, he released his hold on Sasuke’s shoulder and moved away. Sasuke turned to him curiously but let go nonetheless.

“I can walk.” Naruto muttered. Sasuke shrugged and began walking when the light flashed green. Naruto followed, limping behind him. He loved how the rain soaked his dirty skin and washed away the blood. It felt refreshing and numbing.

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When they arrived, Sasuke didn’t bother making Naruto feel at home and opened the doors to his balcony. Naruto watched him step out and light a cigarette. He leaned on the railing and stared out into the grey haze of the city.

Naruto stumbled into the bathroom where he began rummaging through the familiar medical cupboard. Grabbing a few bandages and antiseptics, he sat on the cold tiled floor and cleaned his wounds. Flinching slightly at his leg wound, he applied extra cream and ended up finishing the small tube. He cursed to himself and muttered he’d have to buy another one for the bastard.

Naruto heard noises from the other room and the phone began to shrill in the living room. He heard Sasuke’s slow steps move across the room and pick up the cordless phone from its hook. Naruto heard the muttered ‘Sakura’ and the rest was muffled as Sasuke went back out onto the balcony, obviously not wanting Naruto to hear the conversation. As he finished dressing all the necessary wounds, he began putting everything away. He heard the click of the phone being put back on the hook and the light footsteps coming towards the bathroom.

The door opened and Naruto slowly looked up to the now shirtless, expressionless Sasuke. The dark mahogany eyes peered down at him and demanded he rise from the ground. Like a marionette, he did as he was told, and was immediately assaulted by Sasuke’s mouth on his collarbone. The taller boy pushed the blonde against the cold wall and ignored the hiss of discomfort, wrapping his arms around the other boy’s waist.

“She’ll be coming in an hour.” He managed to say in between sucking Naruto’s neck and losing his fingers in his wet, blonde tresses. Naruto narrowed his eyes and could not hold the moan of pleasure escape his throat. He gripped onto Sasuke’s pants and pulled him flush against him.

“And you still plan to do this before she gets here?” Naruto questioned, running his hands over the strong, pale back. Sasuke pulled away to glare at him before dragging the wounded man to the bedroom.

“I don’t see you complaining.” Sasuke pushed Naruto onto the mattress and stripped him of his stained shirt and pants.

“Fuck you, Uchiha.” He glared up at the smirking man.

“I’ll be the one fucking, moron.” Sasuke said and took off the blonde’s boxers. He lay stark naked and vulnerable in the eyes of the powerful Uchiha.

“It’s just a hole. Why don’t you fuck Sakura?”

“You know I do that, but I find yours is tighter which makes it better. Just like they said…” He trailed off and smirked down at the boy glaring at him. He frowned slightly. “What’s wrong with you? You want this, too, right?” Naruto didn’t deny it and Sasuke crawled on top of the silent boy, ordering him to lift his legs and hold them under the knees.

Sasuke stilled for a bit, marvelling the site before him. The boy was at his command and kept quiet when needed. Nothing like the boy Sasuke had grown up with; the rowdy, happy boy who brought life into any occasion. His eyes used to be lighter; Sasuke sometimes wished to see them that way again.

He grabbed Naruto’s half erected cock and slowly began to pump, enough to distract the boy from the oncoming discomfort he’d endure. Naruto moaned and rolled his eyes back, encouraging Sasuke to tighten his hold and slowly slip a finger into his opening. Naruto never failed to wince at the intrusion every time they did this, but quickly relaxed his muscles and concentrated on the skilful hand on his now fully erected cock. Sasuke slipped in the second finger, and then the third, speeding up the pace, taking pleasure in the way the blonde moved against him to push him deeper.

By this time, Naruto was breathless and ready to explode. He was able to calm down a bit when Sasuke released his pulsing manhood to reach in his jean pocket for the nearly finished lubricant. He squeezed the remaining amount onto his palm and threw the empty tube into the bin with perfect aim.

Sasuke hissed in pleasure when he wrapped his wet palm around his own cock and began to move up and down his length. He looked up to Naruto’s panting chest and leant down in between the boy’s legs to lick at one of his nipples. He covered it whole and sucked; hearing the groan from above him and the arch of Naruto’s back, moving up towards him. He glanced up at Naruto to see him watching him; something invisible - almost sad - passed his eyes, but he ignored it. He rose again and pulled out his three fingers from the stretched hole.

“Ready?” he asked. Naruto closed his eyes and seconds later gave a curt nod, holding tighter on his legs.

Sasuke bent over and placed a strong palm beside Naruto’s shoulder and guided his cock with the other. He watched Naruto’s face as he slid in slowly; his eyes cringed tightly, pulling at the cut on his forehead, and his jaw tightened, lips pressed in a thin line. His breath started coming in small pants. Once he was completely inside, he waited for Naruto to adjust.

“M-move.” The blonde stuttered and Sasuke pulled out and pushed back in a little faster. The gasp escaping the blonde’s lips told Sasuke he’d brushed his prostrate and repeated the motion several times. In and out, in and out, he enjoyed the way he made the blonde moan and gasp with every pump. He moved his hand to cling onto his hip to thrust in a little harder.

Naruto panted harshly as Sasuke kept hitting his sensitive spot and began to move with him; urging him to go faster and deeper still. He didn’t miss the groan above him and the tightening fingers over his hips as Sasuke drove deeper into him.

“Saske…” He breathed and widened his mouth in a silent scream. He released cum all over his stomach and was shortly followed by Sasuke’s grunt as his pulsing dick released inside of him; Sasuke slowed down his pace to ride the waves of pleasure. Naruto could feel cum leaking out of his arse.

Sasuke pulled out after regaining his breath and grabbed his towel on the door. “Clean yourself up.” He said without turning around and left the room.

Naruto heard the shower turn on a minute later before he slowly rose. He winced from the pain in his butt and noticed how the bandage around his leg had blood soaked into it. He grabbed Sasuke’s shirt and wiped himself clean with it in spite of the Uchiha. He slowly began to dress and went out into the living room to lie on the couch. He was craving a cigarette but felt too tired to get up again. Ignoring the newfound ache in his butt, he watched the clouds become thicker outside the window, and wished Sakura never came by. He was so jealous of his childhood friend.

Sasuke exited from the bathroom with his towel wrapped loosely around his waist and merely glanced at Naruto before disappearing into his bedroom. Naruto smirked at the muffled ‘moron’ from the opened door and closed his eyes contentedly. Sasuke came out again fully dressed and went straight for Naruto. He pressed his knee into the leg wound and heard the hiss of pain.

“Is this your way of thanking me, dumbass?” He seethed and pressed harder.

“What have you giving me that deserves a thank you?” He glared up at the boy who refused to look away. When Sasuke finally realised the wound, Naruto sat up to glance at the blood soaked bandage. “Bastard,” he muttered.

There was a knock on the front door and Sasuke tore his eyes away and went to answer it. Sakura had lied; she arrived in half an hour. The door opened and he greeted the girl with a peck on the lips which she returned lovingly.

Naruto sat up higher on the couch and watched as her eyes sought for something. Naruto knew it was him when her eyes landed on his and worry washed over her. He forced a smile and didn’t stand to greet her, feeling too weak still.

“Sasuke said he found you nearly at the other side of town this time.” Naruto looked down at the small medical box she carried on her person at all time as Sasuke closed the door behind her. She wished to be a doctor one day, just like her large breasted aunty who had little to no patience when Naruto was in the same room as her. “Why do you insist on doing this to yourself?” Sakura scurried over to his side and knelt on the ground, looking at his wounds with a trained eye.

Naruto smiled bitterly, “I don’t deserve to be treated any nicer.” He added, “Besides, it makes me feel better afterwards.”

Sakura glared up at him before swiping a cotton ball soaked with antiseptic over his leg through the tear in the pants. “Does getting yourself beaten half to death make you feel better?”

Naruto ignored the pain. He stared down at the girl who couldn’t possibly understand. “I guess.” He hissed slightly. He looked up to find Sasuke in the open kitchen, with his back to him and waiting for the kettle to heat the water for his coffee. Naruto watched as the muscles on his back flexed through the black shirt. He craved to run a hand over it and under the fabric; craved to have the seventeen year old for himself.

Sasuke felt eyes watching him and chose to ignore it. He poured the water into the cup of instant coffee and breathed in the intoxicating scent. He slowly turned around with the cup at his lips and locked his own mesmerizing eyes with Naruto; he took a small sip of the hot beverage and licked his lips. He could still taste the sweat and rain from Naruto’s neck. He made his way into the room and sat on the loveseat beside Sakura’s kneeling form. As she finished wrapping Naruto’s leg and patching up his forehead, she let out a sigh and stood to sit beside Sasuke. He took the cigarettes from his pocket and lit one up, much to Sakura’s disapproving glare. Naruto hid the smirk forming on his lips. She would have his head if she found out he’d made Sasuke addicted to the drug.

“You shouldn’t smoke. I’ve already told you how bad it is.” But he went on and sucked in a deep breath before releasing it, the smoke travelling to Naruto, passed him and out the open window behind him.

Sakura moved away from Sasuke and leaned on the arm rest. Naruto wished she’d move completely so he could take her place, but he refrained from thinking that way; Sakura was Sasuke’s girlfriend, after all.

He looked away from the couple and stood from the couch. “I better go.” He muttered something about school the next day and unfinished homework. The mere say of it made Sakura frown with concern and ask if he wanted them to come with him, but he refused and before letting himself out, asked Sasuke for a cigarette. He gave him the one in his mouth making Sakura say something about all the germs passed that way and Naruto snicker. Leaving the place, he took a long drag and blew out the smoke, feeling relaxed already.

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