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“Don’t stop!”
She was a loud one.
“Naruto-senpai, please don’t stop!”
Loud, and annoying. With a dash of delusional. Did she think this was sexy? To call him this while he was fucking her?
Naruto frowned. He was trying to get off right now, by this chick that he met the other day while walking around the village with some of his friends. She was another groupie, so Naruto shouldn’t be surprised in the slightest that she called him this. They all did to his disdain.
She didn’t even know him. Granted, he didn’t even know her either. Barely recollected her name. He surely didn’t know her last name. Naruto just knew she offered, and he accepted her advancements.
This woman was just another tally mark in his rolodex of women he’s been with. The women that was so eager to be with the village hero. The war hero that saved mankind from the ten tails, and some crazed Uchiha that came back from the dead.
It was rather easy for Naruto to get sex now. He was walking around with one arm, and women still lined up to be with him.
“Oh my gosh! Right there! I’m coming, senpai!!” She screamed right in Naruto’s ear, and it took everything in him to keep his chub so this chick could finish and he could get the fuck out of her apartment. He was sure she still stayed with her parent’s, and that this was their home. She was only 19 years old, and he was 20. Not everyone had to be on their own since birth like him. It was rather common for people to stay with their parents until marriage.
Naruto felt her walls flutter and her clench on his dick, and a wave of relief washed over him. He wasn’t hard with an erection, and barely kept his chub alive for this one. He slid out of her with a sense of urgency, and pulled his condom off. He didn’t even have precum in the thing. He was just so fucking annoyed.
Still, this one might be crazy like the last one, so he leaned over the bed and made the condom vanish within his pants pockets. The last woman wanted to see if he nutted in the condom, and Naruto was sure she would have did everything in her power to steal it and try to inject it in herself so she could have, ‘the hero’s’ child.
Naruto learned about 20 women ago that some of these women wanted to trap him. Knew nothing about him except his title, and still wanted him to give them a baby. Some of them didn’t even know his first name, just Uzumaki.
Yet, he still fucked them.
“Did you finish?” Naruto froze from the question. Was she another psycho? He had to do better with who he randomly takes to bed.
“Yeah. You were great.” He turned to the brown haired woman and smiled at her. His eye twitched slightly because when he turned to look at her, she had this…clingy look in her eyes. Oh gosh, did she want to cuddle? Please no.
“I have to go though. I have to report to Kakashi in the morning. Might have an assignment, so I can’t stay.” Naruto leaned over and was about to kiss her on her forehead, to show some type of affection. Unfortunately for him, she had tilted her head up so he could kiss her lips, and this automatically repulsed him. Naruto smiled his best smile to cover his uneasiness, and patted her on the head.
The woman blinked at him confused, and sat up when she saw Naruto practically jump out the bed. “B-But its raining. It’s a whole thunderstorm going on outside. You can stay! My parents are out on vacation, and won’t be back until next weekend. We can get to know each other more!”
That was the last thing Naruto wanted to do. He had people that he knew already, and honestly didn’t need to know anyone else. “We’ll if I don’t have a mission tomorrow, then I’ll swing by, and we can continue.”
Naruto put his pants on, and his one arm disability didn’t stunt him from getting dressed in records timing. When he finished getting dressed, he spared a look back at the female on the bed. She looked heartbroken. Like she knew he was lying, and that he wasn’t going to come back. That she just opened her body to him just to find out he was going to use her.
Tsk. Naruto didn’t feel bad for her.
She offered him sex just after talking to him for two days. 48 hours and this woman wanted his dick that badly. She didn’t care that they were in her parent’s house, and didn’t even notice that he didn’t get off. He got her off. Twice, because he gave her head. Usually that helped him get an erection, and sometimes if he was lucky lately, he would get off too.
So, this chick got to orgasm twice, and he got nothing out of this whole ordeal. Except her screaming in his ear, because she read way too many icha-icha novels and thought that’s what got guys off.
“Look. We had a good time right. I’m really tired, and I want to sleep in my bed. I want to go home. If we connect again, then we’ll connect again. Okay?” He was tired, and this was the nicest he could be right now considering he was so fucking jaded and over this hookup.
That’s when he saw it. The true side of her. The woman plopped back on the bed, and rolled her eyes. “Fine. Whatever.”
Naruto’s eyebrows raised almost off his head. Oh yeah? That’s how you talk to someone that got you a blubbering mess and talking like some raging banshee. Oh yeah, he was never circling back to this broad ever again. “Alrighty. Good night.” That was all he said to her before bolting out of psycho number two house.
She was more like psycho number 35 because these females were out of their fucking minds. Literally took the pleasure out of sex. Naruto couldn’t remember the last time he actually had a good fuck with a woman.
It was raining hard outside, but Naruto didn’t care. He powerwalked down the street without a care in the world.
This is the world he fought so hard to protect.
This is the world so many of his precious people died to protect.
Here he was, just stuck in it. Not even able to get his dick hard anymore. This sucked.
His morals were still intact. His ninja ways never wavered. It was just the outside world that pissed him off sometimes.
The lack of authenticity. This groupie thing was fun for a bit, but then Naruto realized he was falling victim to what society was trying to mold him. Gosh, this must have been what Sasuke felt like when they were younger.
Naruto was a ninja, not a trophy for people to fight over. For people to try to trap in a showcase.
Was this what it was like to be Hokage?
Naruto grunted when the rain came down harder, and how the wind blew it in his face. Thunder was cackling above him, and the nights sky lit up from lightning. It felt like the world was teasing him right now.
Naruto was alone on the street walking home. It was late in the night in the middle of a thunderstorm, and no one was outside. So, when he heard footsteps, that rung alarms in his head. Who the hell would be out at this time at night in this weather?
Turning his head to the sounds of the pitter patter, Naruto stopped walking. He squinted his eyes, because they had to be playing tricks on him. Was that Hinata? Hinata Hyuga, out at this time at night. In the rain.
She was in all black, and Naruto has seen her train in this attire, so he quickly concluded she was in her training clothes.
Why? It was storming outside, and it was literally the middle of the night.
Hinata was walking in the direction of the training grounds, and was about to walk away from Naruto’s sight, but paused just like Naruto. They were ninja’s after all. They could sense when someone was near, and Naruto wasn’t surprised that Hinata picked up on him.
When she turned to look his direction, Naruto waved at her. His smile wasn’t the best considering he was soaking wet, but hey, he tried at least. Hinata didn’t. She had this look on her face like she was making sure that he wasn’t going to approach her. When Naruto showed no signs of coming near her, Hinata turned and walked away until he couldn’t see her anymore.
What the hell was that?
Naruto was completely lost, but at the same time he was thankful because he wasn’t in the mood to really talk to anyone either. Still, he made a mental note to circle back with Hinata. Check to see if she got sick from training in a damn rain storm, because last time he checked, she didn’t have unnatural healing capabilities.
Shaking his head, Naruto made it back to his apartment. “What are you doing back tonight?”
Naruto contemplated ignoring Sasuke, but figured getting into an argument at this moment wouldn’t give him what he wanted. “I live here Sasuke. This is my apartment.”
That's right. This was Naruto’s apartment, and Sasuke was residing here. Not because Sasuke didn’t have a place of his own. He did. It was more so because the two males sought comfort with one another.
They were fuck buddies.
Even more odd, Sasuke initiated it. No strings attached. Just the two of them living day by day and finding a way not to combust in this life they live in.
The day to day grind of not talking about it. The war. What they all went through. Or their past life decisions that led to the breakup of team seven.
Sasuke’s anguish. Naruto’s anxiety.
They didn’t talk about this. They much rather feel something else.
“Hn.” Sasuke arched his eyebrow as he watched Naruto make a beeline to the shower. Naruto knew what Sasuke meant, and was playing stupid. Something Sasuke knew Naruto did well.
Sasuke listened to the shower start, and ten minutes later Naruto was finishing up, and heading to his bedroom. “She sucked Sasuke. She didn’t give head, and laid there like a fish until she got off. Worst of all, she was LOUD. Right in my fucking ear until she finished. I could barely keep it up. She nutted all over my chub. Then when I tried to leave she went all psycho, and asked if I even finished, and gave me attitude.”
Naruto had a towel wrapped around his waist and folded his arms over his chest in a dramatic manner. Meanwhile Sasuke was sitting on the bed, looking at Naruto very uninterested in his story. He’s heard Naruto cry about this one too many times. “Like what in the hell is wrong with that chick. I don’t want to spend the night in her parent’s house. On her small ass bed fit for one, in her pink room that she’s never changed since she was a kid. I ate that chick out, and she came TWICE, yet she was actin’ like I was wrong. Yeah, never circling back around to that one.”
“You never circle back to any of them.” Sasuke crawled over to the edge of the bed, and sat down. He started to pull Naruto’s towel loose, and looked at Naruto curiously when he heard him snort.
“You lecturing me, Sasuke? This coming from a guy that as soon as he finished his two years behind bars, he gets out, and hooks up with Sakura. FUCKS said person, and dumps her so you can then fuck your other teammate. Along with whoever you want to.” Naruto looked down at Sasuke, and clamped his mouth shut at the image of Sasuke holding his growing erection. This is what Naruto wanted.
He was growing in Sasuke’s hand, and the warmth from a familiar hold made Naruto’s body heat up.
“I circle back.” Sasuke wasn’t some man whore that fell for every person that tried to get with him. Naruto surprisingly had no filter for men or women.
Naruto’s mouth dropped open, and a groan slipped out as he watched Sasuke wrap his tongue around his head. Sasuke looking up at Naruto in amusement while he gave Naruto a little tease.
Sasuke could get Naruto off. It wasn’t much to it. Yet, the way Naruto explains all these one night flings, it’s the hardest thing ever for Naruto to orgasm. Naruto was taking the pleasure out of sex, because he was just putting his dick any and everywhere. Chasing the same orgasmic rush from numerous partners.
“You’re so good at this.” Naruto ran his hand through Sasuke’s midnight locs. Air getting caught in his throat when Sasuke wrapped his arm around Naruto’s waist, and pulled Naruto flush against his face. “You want me to just nut? No play for you?”
Sasuke internally rolled his eyes. It was late, and he wasn’t in the mood. He didn’t even think Naruto was coming back tonight, and was already half way asleep.
Plus, Sasuke wasn’t a sex addict. He dealt with his trauma a bit differently. Isolation was Sasuke’s toxic pleasure.
People didn’t see Sasuke. Sasuke couldn’t even handle being with someone as bright and bubbly as Sakura. She was a social butterfly, which made sense as she was running the hospital, and there was nothing wrong with that. Sakura was perfect for the role, but just not for him.
The two just weren’t compatible. Sasuke didn’t want to leave his apartment. Unless it was for work. Aside from that, the confines of his home, or Naruto’s, was enough for him. There was plenty of voices inside his head to keep him company. Sasuke didn’t need to sit in any social settings. Plus, Naruto got enough public interaction to last Sasuke a lifetime. Considering Naruto always ended up telling Sasuke about his time out at the end of the day.
Was this healthy? No.
Sasuke was horribly pale, and if he’s not fixating on his art of being a ninja, then he was fixating on how utter shit his life has been for the past 21 years. Sasuke still only got about four hours max of sleep a night, and he’s numb to his night terrors now. Eating was barely considered in his busy schedule with battling his mind, and the sun along with socializing would send Sasuke into a rage now.
Still, Sasuke would deem this better than being a man whore.
Naruto literally threw up once from a fling, because he was just that sick of having sex. Yet, he kept doing it. Kept seeking validation for love.
Sasuke thought when Naruto finally got with Sakura that he would calm down. It was to almost everyone’s surprise that Naruto treated the hookup like every other hookup. Unserious.
At this point not even Sasuke knew what Naruto was looking for.
So lost in his thoughts, Sasuke ignored the urge to gag when Naruto took the back of his head, and shoved his dick down his throat as he finally was able to orgasm. Relief, and that missed bliss finally encased Naruto, and he let out a satisfied sigh of content as his body felt that addictive rush that he’s always chasing.
Naruto was a sex addict after all.
While the night was winding down for two of Konoha’s hero’s, it was starting for one Hyuga.
Hinata had made her way to the training ground. She had been there for about two hours into the night. The rain was still relentless, and the thunder made the animals in the area run in a panic across Hinata’s path. The lightning seemed to be getting closer and closer, and yet Hinata seemed to not notice anything.
Everything was so foggy to her. She seemed to be stuck in a daze.
Looking down at her hands, she noticed that they were swollen. Splinters and cuts everywhere. Her hands were shaking, and yet, Hinata felt nothing.
Hinata walked over, and leaned against a training post, as she focused on taking the splinters out to avoid any type of infection. It was so hard to see in the rain, and her shaking hands didn’t help anything. Still, one by one she got them out. Noticing how her fingertips were pale, and how much they pruned.
“Why are you out here? Can’t you get over it already?”
Hinata blinked, and shot her head up at the flash of lightning and roar of thunder. She knew she heard a voice. Was someone here?
Whipping her head left and right, Hinata stumbled as she looked around the training grounds. Even going as far as activating her Byakugan. “Who’s out there?!” She knew she heard a voice, but she just couldn’t see them. Even with her dōjutsu activated.
She knew that voice though.
Snapping her head to the post she was just leaning on. There in all his glory was Obito Uchiha. The post was gone, and he was standing looking at her with a smirk on his face. “Yeah, it’s me. I just don’t understand why you’re still sitting here crying over your cousin that I killed. I mean, brother-cousin, whatever you want to list him as. Either way he’s six feet under.”
Obito tilted his head as his smirk turned more malice. Enjoying the look of terror on Hinata’s face. “What? You gonna have a panic attack or something? You look like you’re seeing a ghost.”
Looking Hinata up and down, Obito rolled his eyes. “You’re so pathetic. What are you training for? You struggled to fight cloned Zetsu’s. You couldn’t hold your own, and you couldn’t save HIM.”
“STOP TALKING!” Hinata covered her ears, and another bolt of lightning flashed over her head. Hitting a tree about 300 feet from her. “You’re not real!”
“Says who?” With a snap of a finger, white Zetsu’s started to sprout from the Earth. About ten of them sprinted to attack Hinata, who immediately started to fight them all off. She wasn’t the same person that she was at 16 years old. She was 20 now, and she could take care of herself. She could fight.
“Look at you. Why couldn’t you do this three years ago? You know he would still be alive if you were like this. If you stopped hiding behind your family, and that Uzumaki kid. If you actually lived for yourself, and your honor, and had your own ninja way. HE. WOULD. BE. ALIVE.”
The last Zetsu fell to the ground. Dissolving into the Earth, and Hinata looked up at Obito with blood shot eyes. She hadn’t slept in 24 hours, and she couldn’t feel anything, but at the same time all she felt was pain.
When she looked back up at Obito, he was gone. The training grounds were empty again.
Hinata couldn’t accept that. She felt the Zetsu’s. She was fighting them. She was fighting for her life!
She whisked her head left and right. Spun around several times looking for Obito. For the man that ruined her life. “Keep looking.”
She looked right again. “You’ll never get to me.”
She looked left, and still nothing. “Cause I’m wedged so deep into that fucked up brain of yours. I’m in there forever.”
Turning around, Hinata bumped right into something hard, to see it was Obito again. His manic smile was a flashback from all those years ago. This insane man terrorizing all of humanity. This man released a monster that killed Neji, and took something precious from her.
Her innocence.
She stumbled back, and tripped on nothing as she fell on the wet ground. Hinata scrambled to sit up, and when she rolled over she finally sat up and looked around the area again. To see that she was alone.
This time the voices had stopped, and all Hinata could hear was the rain. She moved her bangs to the side to perfect her vision, and let out a sigh as she was finally was able to catch her breath. Her heart returning to its normal beat.
A miserable groan echoed from her when Hinata realized she was in a giant puddle of water. It was starting to flood out here, and she should really get out this weather. Pushing to stand up, Hinata faced the puddle, and looked at her reflection.
Except it wasn’t her reflection. It was his reflection. Neji’s, and he had blood oozing out of his mouth.
She screamed.
Hinata scrambled, tumbled and fell away from the puddle. She was completely covered in mud, and couldn’t stop herself from hollering. She curled herself into a ball, and screamed for what felt like hours. Until her voice gave out.
With the weather getting worse, and the sounds of thunder and lightning strikes dominating over Hinata’s cries for help. No one seemed to hear her.
Yet across the village, back at Naruto’s home, he heard the scream loud and clear.
The scream woke him up fully alert. He didn’t know where the scream came from, but he knew he heard a scream. “Wha?!”
Looking around, Naruto thought he was in his bedroom, but he wasn’t. He was out on the battlefield, and people were running around screaming. The ten tailed beasts thorns coming out in increments, piercing people left and right. So many people died. He watched so many people die.
Naruto covered his ears, and curled into himself, at hearing the scream get worse. It wouldn’t stop. It just wouldn’t stop.
All those people died. He couldn’t save everyone, and he gave up once or twice during the whole ordeal. He tried his best, he really did, but it wasn’t enough. People still died. People still screamed and cried for him.
Naruto wanted to hate Obito and Madara Uchiha. He wanted to hate all the key players that resulted in there being a war. He wanted to so badly, but he just couldn’t. He couldn’t be angry with Obito being brain washed. Numb and sick of war. Naruto himself was sick of it.
How many times in his lifetime would he have to protect his precious people? How many times would he try his best and people still die. Leaving him wondering if the people that died were at peace finally. Leaving him to wonder when he would find his own peace.
He fought so hard, and sometimes he felt as if it didn’t matter. His day to day grind of just trying to make it to the next day, Naruto questioned everything. He wondered if things will really get better. How the older generation really made it through their dark days, because it seemed like his days only grew darker.
People still seemed angry with each other. Hating each other. Villages still argued over the simplest things, and the name Uchiha still left a horrible taste in peoples mouth. Yet he was having relations with the very person Kages still wished dead. The person that everyone, even some of his close friends, seemed to hate.
The fact Naruto couldn’t leave Sasuke alone, who was clearly not trying to better himself, or bring honor back to his name, it made Naruto sick. Sasuke made him feel too good to leave him. Sasuke made him feel alive.
Naruto jumped out of his dark thoughts when he heard the scream again. It took him back to the battlefield, and he needed to escape. He got up from the ground, and went to run, but was held back.
Naruto plopped back on the bed, and Sasuke held him down with his one arm. “You’re having a nightmare. Snap out of it.”
Naruto fought against Sasuke’s hold, because he didn’t see Sasuke holding him down. He thought he was still out there. Still stuck. He was in a daze.
“It’s over. Naruto, it’s over.” Sasuke whispered heatedly in Naruto’s ear. Trying to get him to snap out of it. He shook Naruto one good time, and the blondes violent struggles stopped. Naruto took a big gulp of air, and his eyes looked like they were about to pop out of his skull.
The two males were breathing hard. Naruto from recovering from a traumatic experience, and Sasuke because Naruto was that strong. Even with only one arm, Naruto was hard to handle. Sasuke would hate to imagine trying to tame a Naruto in a psychotic state. That was a horrible worse case scenario.
“Sorry.” The word came out as a mumble between Naruto’s lips. He’s tucked away in Sasuke’s arm, and the feeling of being pathetic crawls up his spine. Was this the first time this has happened with Naruto?
No, but it still makes Naruto feel like shit that each time this happens, it’s around Sasuke, and each time Sasuke has to snap him out of it.
Sasuke was still getting his bearing as he looked up at the ceiling. The fan turning slow, but fast enough for him to feel a light breeze. “Hn.”
“You didn’t hear that scream?” Naruto frowned at Sasuke’s ability to just dismiss something so awful. Nothing bothered Sasuke as long as he could stay in his box.
“No, Naruto. I was asleep.” Sasuke turned his head to look at Naruto. He looked tired, which Naruto knew he was, because he knew sleep didn’t come to Sasuke easily. “Go to bed, Naruto.” So, they could act like this didn’t happen, like all the other times.
This was their life after all. They were stuck in the daze.