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Everyone wondered how Naruto had afforded the things he had. He wasn't that good at missions, and didn't get paid that much. But, no one asked. Neji and Sasuke, though, wanted to find out badly, but didn't want to confront their blonde friend.

"Can we come over tonight?" Sasuke asked through the phone, looking over at Neji. The brunette mearly nodded.

"Gomen, but no," came the response. "I have to go somewhere tonight. Maybe tomorrow, or Sunday. Gomen-asai, Sasuke-kun." Naruto appologised, bid his friend fare-well, and hung up. He was going to his second job.
--xXx--
Naruto walking into the outskirts of Konoha, walking casually up to a seemingly occupied wooden house. He knocked on the door, and seeing the candle flicker, readied himself. A tall, thin man with dark hair and gleaming black eyes opened the door.

"Komban wa, Naruto-kun," came the slick voice, and the man stepped aside for the younger boy. The house was practically empty, except for a canvas, candles, and a bed. "Please, change into this." The man asked, handing Naruto a teal kimono. He took it to the other room and changed quickly, stuggling with the obi.

"Achisuto (artist), help me," came his small voice. The artist slid open the door to find Naruto holding the obi in the back. "Tie it, please," As asked, the artist tied the obi tight around the boy's lithe frame.

They walked back into the main alcove, and the artist asked Naruto to lie in the bed. He did as instructed, lying in a bit of a sultry pose. "Wait," the artist made his way to his model, and slid the sleeve off Naruto's shoulder. Now, Naruto's chest and his shoulder were exposed. "Perfect," the srtist began to sketch on the canvas, first very undetailed, then progresed into something he could color in with paint.

After a while, the artist told Naruto he could relax, and showed him the unfinished work. "Until next week, my perfect model," came the slick voice as Naruto left the building. When he left, the achisuto let out a sigh, leaning into the wall he was sitting on. So... perfect. So... desirable. Finally, he made up his mind. Next week... I shall have him.
--xXx--
Next week came around, and Naruto had left for the house. The door was unlocked when he got there, so he let himself if. "Achisuto-san," Naruto called into the dim room. The candles were lit already, though the artist was no where to be found. Naruto called for him again, cautiously creeping into the house. "Achisuto-san?" His voise was a quieter now, looking around for the porn artist. Finally, he opened the door to the changing room to find him reading a book, notising the door being opened. "Achisuto-san!" He called, drawing the artist from his book with a sweet smile.

"Ah, Naruto-kun, you're early." He cooed, standing up and leading Naruto into the altar. "Now, Naruto, lie down on the bed again." He had noticed Naruto was already in a kimono, so he went right to the point.

"Ne, achisuto, I had a bit of a bad day, so... help me a bit, onegai." Naruto asked sweetly, giving the artist an apologenic smile. He nodded, and helped Naruto lie down. He gave Naruto a position, and when he was sliding off Naruto's sleeve, kissed the exposed flesh. He usually did this, to calm Naruto down. Right away, he began to sketch his masterpiece, savouring Naruto's very presence.

When we're done, he thought, I shall have him. He finished the last details, and showed the small boy. Naruto gave him a grin, stood up, and was about to make his was to the door, when the artist grabbed his wrist as he was walking by. "Matte yo (wait), Naruto-kun," the achisuto looked up to Naruto's eyes... with lust. "I have a bit of a... problem." The last word came as a purr, as the older man stood up and was directly in front of the blonde, hovoring over him.

Naruto stepped back, trying to make space between him and the lustful artist, but to no avail, because, with unexpected strength, pinned Naruto to the back wall of the house and kissed him roughly, taking Naruto's breath along with his lips. Naruto mouth had been partly opened, giving the artist an entrence to the warm cavern. The younger nin tried to push his agressor, more like molestor, away, but he was too tired from earlier, and the artist was very stronge. Soon, Naruto's wrists where pinned above his head by one hand, and the other hand wandered inside the top of the kimono, dropping the loose fabrice from the boy's torso. Soon, that hand covered Naruto's mouth as his lips danced across his neck, leaving marks whenever they could. Soon, the wandering lips found his collor bone, and bit down, making Naruto scream into his hand. The artist just chuckled and kept going, until he reached the obi.

"Do you realize what's going to happen to you, Naruto-kun?" Came the husky voice of the artist. "Rape,"
--xXx--
The artist left the house at around three o'clock in the morning, done with his prized model. He had left poor little Naruto there, his lithe body shaking, violated, and messy. He was left on the cold floor, uncontious, and crying. The artist had rammed into him so hard, so... unmerifully, he couldn't do anything but beg him to stop. But he didn't. So now, as he lay on the floor of an abandened house, the artist makes money from his body, and had his way with him. It was a win-lose situation. He was going to die there, alone and unloved.
--xXx--
Neji and Sasuke were getting worried. It had been about 3 days since Naruto had been home last, and they didn't know where in hell he could be. They had searched Konoha intencely, with no results. So, they desided to look in the forest for him.

"Oi, Neji, check this out," Sasuke called to the light-eyed boy as he came to an abandened house. "Let's look," Neji looked around the outside of the house, while Sasuke tried to the door. Unlocked. He opened the door, and a scream was caught in his throat. There, in front of him, was his best friend, half dead.

Neji made his way over to Sasuke wondering why he was just standing there. "Sasuke, did you...," he looked to here Sasuke was staring and his eyes went wide. "Naruto...,"
--xXx--
Neji and Sasuke had carried Naruto home, draping a kimono over him. They had snuck into Konoha, seeing as it was midnight, and got him into Sasuke house. "Naruto, just hold on," Sasuke had been whispering to his whimpering friend the whole way there, Neji watching them. Sasuke gently laid Naruto onto the bed, getting the sheets over his shaking form. Neji had gone into the bathroom to get the first aid kit.

"S-Sasuke...," Naruto whimpered, lifting himself up to wrap his arms around his friends neck. "I-... it hurt," the lithe boy buried his head into Sasuke's neck, sodding quietly. Neji returned shortly, placing the box on the bed, and rubbing Naruto's back.

"Naruto, let us help you." Neji crooned, gently taking Naruto from Sasuke's neck.
--xXx--
Naruto had fully recovered from his rape, and Tsunade had found the perpertrator. He was sentanced to 30 years in jail. Naruto had started to live with Sasuke, since he was unable to pay the rent. But, it was Sasuke who had suggested it. Well, more like, asked Naruto to be his uke, which he agreed to with open arms. Now the lithe boy belongs to one, and only one.

Owari.