Title: Sinnyrs

Disclaimer: Actually, I do own Naruto and Sasuke…drawings of them to be more exact. Someday my brilliant mind will find a way to take them away for Kishimoto-san. Muhahahaha!

Summary: A notorious gang called the Sinnyrs9 decided that Naruto is their new victim after he tried to save Sakura from their wrath. How will Naruto cope? Even "Zero," the leader of the gang takes interest in Naruto and shows him a world beyond his glass. What fate will he now face with the experience of love's first kiss, the searing pain of violent and forces of separation?

Warning: This fanfiction has depictions of boy love (when hot anime boys are coupled…yes, those kinds), slight swearing (maybe more), and mention of sexual intention (nothing really sexual…I can't find myself writing it).

A/N: Sasuke and Naruto and vice versa is my all time favorite shonen-ai couple. They're so adorable. I really miss Sasuke; Kishimoto-san should bring him back. I draw a little so I might try to draw them out for you. I did draw Sasuke and Naruto together. I'll try to post it up and give everyone the link. Oh, I have serious problem with tense in sentences, please don't mind it. Naruto and Sasuke will most likely be OOC. Ummm…reminder, critics are highly appreciated but flames will be used as toilet papers.

Chapter One: The Devil's Eyes

For when I look on you a moment

Then can I speak no more

But my tongue falls silent

And once a delicate flame

Course beneath my skin

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"Naruto, I think you should read this book…"

With his head leaning against his hand and eyes staring down at the pages of an open book titled, "Art: A Movement of Life," a blonde haired boy looked up from his source of concentration, slightly annoyed.

The sunlight from the nearby window kissed his silky locks with a passion while the small crack from the window brought light breezes into the quiet surroundings of the library. His egg-colored skin was beautifully painted pimple-free which would make most girls jealous, except for the fact that no girls would pay attention to him…due to his lack of…well, he wasn't eye catching gorgeous. To them that is. His perfectly blue eyes would've been immediately noticed by all if it were not for the two inches thick black framed glasses.

Yes. Naruto Uzumaki did wear glasses…thick ones if I might add once again and he was proud of it. He liked how the black frame of the glasses gave off this mysterious look which he defined as the 'new thing.'

At eighteen, almost turning nineteen, he still wasn't ready to exchange his glasses for a pair of 'wet fishy eyeballs,' otherwise known as contact lens. Not that there was anything wrong with lens, he just preferred glasses. They were easier to maintain and kept him away from unwanted attention. Sadly, glasses do get dirtied, scratched, cracked, and so many other things could happen to it, intentional or unintentional. But the point was glasses are far better than fake eye balls.

He pushed the glasses up and blinked a few time before speaking, "Shikamaru?" he asked, unsure who the person in front of him was.

"Who else would be with you on a Saturday morning in the library?" The chair in front of Naruto screeched in agony against the wooden floor as Shikamaru took a seat. Lazily, he dropped a thin white book in front of Naruto and rested his head on his arm.

Naruto raised a brow, scanning the book through his glasses. "Socrates in Love," he read out. "What's this?" he asked curiously.

"Man, are you that blind? Last time I checked in the dictionary, it was called a book." His lack of effort to answer the question was totally non-existing, even taking the time to close his eyes took time.

Naruto let out a grunt and leaned forward to grab the object. "I know it's a book." He rolled his eyes, annoyed and irritated that Shikamaru would judge his ability to distinguish a book from a table. "But why did you give it to me?"

"So you can read it for me."

"What? No! I won't and it's in English." He shoved the book toward Shikamaru, managing to hit the other boy in the head. "You can read it yourself. I remember correctly that you have AP in English. You don't need my help."

"Yeah, but as I remember correctly…" he repeated after Naruto, "You're also in the same class."

"What does that have to do with anything? I have my own book." Naruto pick up his book and wave it in front of Shikamaru, who made no effort to even lift his head up. "And it's twice as big as yours."

As if on cue, Shikamaru sit up and lean ever so closely toward Naruto causing him to back away slowly. "Well, I also remember that someone borrowed twenty-five dollars from me when he needed it to buy the new Final Fantasy XII video game." A mischievous smile graced Shikamaru's lip.

Damn that game. It's so addicting. Naruto sighed, placing the book on the table. He did borrow the money. "Fine. But, I'm only reading the book for you. I will NOT, write the report." He gives Shikamaru a smile. "And this is payment for borrowing your money. Do we have a deal?"

"Heh, I don't care about the money. I knew you were going to say that already. Remember, I'm a g-e-n-u-i-s. Oh, y the way, I read the book already."

Naruto gave him a confused look, his teeth gritted together. "They why am I even...?"

"Hey, I want to get the content of the story right. So you need to read it and then tell me about it again so that I can reassure myself that I am, of course, correct. Therefore that will allow me to give a good presentation, have a superb report, written in English nonetheless, and get an A. It's a win-win situation."

"Win-Win? How am I getting anything out of this?" Naruto was ready to throw the book at Shikamaru.

The brunette boy blocked himself, waiting for the object to smash into his arms, but nothing happened. Nothing. Shikamaru faintly heard someone walked away but made no sudden movement to check.

After a few more minutes, just to make sure that the blond had settled down, Shikamaru moved his arm and to his surprised the blond was no where to be found. He glanced around the library. All he could see were shelves and shelves of books, standing stiffly in front of him.

No Naruto. Anywhere.

Giving a loud sigh, more like a huff, he made his way out of the library. Slowly, he began searching for his blond friend. "I was just kidding about reading the book…" he muttered under his breath. Some people just can't take a joke.

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Having left the library, Naruto readjusted his bag pack so that it wouldn't irritate him any further. The bag itself weighed heavier due to Shikamaru's book and a few on foreign languages' ones which he had taken out earlier.

He wasn't mad at Shikamaru, he did owe him. He just doesn't understand how one person can be so lazy? The guy IQ is literally, the highest in Konohagakure University. He needed to ask him how he kept his grade so high while managing to sleep in every AP class he had.

Stupid lazy bum…

Feeling the edge of his bag stabbing at his side, Naruto readjusted it into one strap. He wasn't in the mood to take the university's bus back home so he decided to just stay in dorm for the weekend. Anko-nee-chan wouldn't kill him. Actually, she'll be more than happy to have him off her hand.

Already a few block from the library, he watched as the student walked back and forth from their dorm to wherever they were going. It would be nice to go somewhere instead of the library all the time. He sighed, pushing up his glasses once again before making his way toward the local grocery store, just down the street for some ramen.

He wasn't exactly fond of the alley that divided the grocery store from the university. Every time he walked by that alley; he always found himself feeling just a bit more insecure.

Even in the daylight, the narrow space seemed to be inflamed in darkness, most likely a shelter for a homeless person or stray animals. Yeah, stray animals.

Then why did he always find himself hugging his strap just a bit tighter and turning away when he walked passed the damn place?

Someone should add some street light here…stupid dark alley, stupid me for walking here alone. He murmured to himself.

Today was no different, the narrow space was still dark and…he couldn't help but look in there every single time. It was curiosity. Yeah. That's what it was. Like they say, curiosity killed the cat, but come on…he was just looking. It wasn't like there was anything there. It wasn't like…

Oh boy was he wrong. Taking a deep breath, he took a step forward when he saw what he thought were lights flickering in the darkness. He leaned to the side of the entrance, making sure that he wasn't seeing things. Feeling a chill, he turned around. Maybe Shikamaru's fooling around with me…he let out a small chuckle, ready to take leave.

"Gyaaa!!!" Naruto stopped in his track. He shut his eyes and turned back toward the alley way. The loud scream repeated itself and echoed in the narrow space. He looked around the university campus. No one was there. Where was everyone when someone needed help?

What is this? Some stupid chick flick?

"S-Shika…maru…? Is that you?"

"Let me go!" Okay, correction. It wasn't Shikamaru. He didn't scream like a girl and he definitely wasn't a girl. Or maybe he was a lady boy? Well…the last time Naruto seen his friend was only about half and hour ago and he doubted that a sex operation wouldn't have been that quick.

How am I supposed to help when I can't even see where she is…?

As if answering Naruto's prayers…well sort of, a burst of sunlight shined into the alleyway. It wasn't bright enough but he could certainly see the outline of four figures just up ahead.

"Help!" screamed the strange girl when she saw Naruto through the dimness. "Help me, please!" suddenly her voice was covered by another boy's arm.

She sounds familiar…

"Hmeph!" The girl tried to scream.

That's…

"Sakura-chan!" he rushed toward the girl. He couldn't possibly let those boys harm her even if she did called him a 'four eyes, ugly loser' when he tried to asked her to be his partner on their Art project. She's was so immature back in high school.

At the time, he thought that she was worth asking out, since she was in the Pre-calculus class with him. That's should've said something decent about her.

But nowadays, he found himself never caring much for her. Yet, he can't just leave and not help her; it was practically against his nature to just look away even if his heart was beating just a bit faster than usual. What the heck, it was practically pounding against his chest.

He'd never fought before. Naruto was not a fighter, especially when it was physically. But mentally he might have a chance.

Here I go!

Spotting Naruto approaching them, one of the boys pulled out a small hand knife and stopped Naruto in his tract. "Who the fuck are you?" The boy's face and voice was unrecognizable. His face covered by a black turtle neck. He pointed the knife at Naruto.

"Let her go!" Boldly, Naruto took a step forward. He could feel his leg shaking. He was scared and he knew it. Maybe I should run for it. Or rather maybe I can talk my way out of this with Sakura safely. "You are v-violating the law…Code 3, statement 5 on the Student handbook stated that no student should be involved in activities that would harm another. In they are caught, consequences will follow. Let her go and I won't call the campus p-police on you…" Naruto just kept on going. Maybe somewhere along the line they will understand that their crime will not gain them anything.

But then again, maybe his perception of people was just a bit off. A bit?

Laughter's filled the suddenly cool air that had just surfaced. "Did you guys hear him?" The boy who held onto Sakura's mouth bellowed in between laughter's. "Four eyes here said he's gonna call the police. What the hell are they going to do?" he asked, a grin gracing before the back of his hand meet Sakura's pink cheek, staining it a deep red.

Naruto could vaguely see the tear outline Sakura's green eyes. He was scared. No. He was afraid to death. But…

When the boy in front of him turned, Naruto took the chance to pull off his bag pack and smashed the boy in the face. He figured the extra weigh in the bag would at least knock the boy out but he guessed wrong.

Are you kidding me? It merely caused him to tumble back, the knife dropping out of his hand.

There was a blood stain on the boy's face. "You fuckin' bastard!" he screamed and ran toward Naruto with the knife in front of him. Naruto swung his bag again. This time the boy fell to the ground.

Sakura seeing that the hand covering her mouth have been removed quickly stomped the boy's feet with her heels and slapped him across the face before she tried to run off.

Yes! Go Sakura-chan. Where's the third kid?

"Run, Sakura-chan!" shouted Naruto who continued to whack the wounded boy with his bag. Lucky his bag was always ready. Who said reading was bad for you?

Sakura was about to speed off with Naruto backing her up when someone's foot stuck out, causing her to trip. Her head smashed into the brick wall of the alley way but she didn't faint.

"Stupid, bitch. All we wanted was her watch," he said and kicked her to the ground.

It's the third kid.

The sight of blood on her forehead alarmed Naruto.

It reminded him of how much he hates blood. And he froze…for a moment all he could see was red…before he heard Sakura cried.

It was kind of weird how she still couldn't recognize him.

He made haste to go and help her but was stopped. A pale fist smashed into his right cheek. The impact of the punch caused him to lose stability. The pain was unbearable. It felt like the inside of his mouth was ringing. His cheek must have collided with his teeth when he tasted blood swimming inside his conceal lip. With another smashed to the left side of his cheek, the blood spilled out of mouth.

Shit. That hurt. This is different. It feels kind of…nice. Almost nostalgic. Like when nee-chan hit me when I didn't follow the rules. Wait, what the hell am I thinking? That definitely hurtled.

But it wasn't over. The person that had punched him came out of the shadow. He could barely see his predator's face. A black strip of cloth covered the youth's eyes. Cool. All Naruto could paint out was how pale the boy's skin were.

Wow. All he did was stared. And he found himself mesmerized. The darkness and pale skin did go together, leaving him as mysterious as the shadow following him.

"Boss!" yelled one of the boys. This quickly told Naruto that he wasn't fighting with any normal teenagers, but gang members and that frightened him even more. When did he even think he could go against them? No. He didn't know. Now he was worried for his life but most important Shikamaru's book resurfaced in his head.

Socrates in Love…what a strange title. And I didn't even get to read it yet. Thought Naruto, trying to concentrate on anything but the people in front of him.

The boy's pale hand gripped onto Naruto's hair, pulling his head back into the ray out light that had mysteriously appeared once again. Naruto's glasses fell to the ground, broken. His arm felt weakened, forcing his bag out of his hand. His school ID fell out.

Now it was even harder for him to see what his predator look like. He wanted to at least see his killer. Damn that stupid cloth. He squinted. Really hard.

"What the fuck are you doing fooling around with these…bitches?" Naruto noticed how the stranger's voice was demanding yet soft in a weird sense of way and Naruto found himself entranced.

What the hell was his thinking, here is was in the grip of death and all he could think about was how cool the person hurting him was.

"F-fuck you!" grunted Sakura. One of the boys had taken the opportunity to shove his sock down her throat so she wouldn't scream anymore.

"Boss, let me cut him up. That bitch scarred my face." The wounded boy picked up the knife and sauntered toward Naruto.

The boy had his knife to Naruto's face when all their heads turned. Footsteps entered the alleyway.

"Hey! What are you doing to those kids? Get away from them!" shouted the approaching figures.

"Shit. Let's get out of here," yelled the boy that was nearest to Sakura. Sakura lied on the ground, her face tear-streaked. The outlines of her eyes were smeared with the mascara that had once lengthened her lashes.

Naruto looked dizzily at his predator. He had the urge to see the person's face. To see what kind of person have left such an impression on him.

As his predator released his hair, Naruto pulled all his strengths together to his arm and pulled at the cloth that covered the predator's eyes.

While the other three boys had ran off, afraid they would be caught, Naruto's predator was stopped in his tract when the cloth concealing his eyes loosened and fell into Naruto's grip. He turned slightly and was met eye to eye with his victim. The sun's ray lightened their faces, almost angelic. Their eyes both widened at contact as the darkest eyes met the bluest ones.

For a moment, Naruto swore, he saw the devil's eyes. Pure evil. And the bad thing was, he couldn't help but keep on staring.

The predator quickly averted his eyes and turned away. He was ready to walk off when he felt something underneath his shoe. He bended down to quickly look at the object, his eyes slightly widened, almost unnoticeable. "Naruto Uzumaki," it read. A picture of the blond boy stared back at him, smiling gently. He pocketed the object and with one last glance at Naruto, the predator walked off. His figure leave such a dark aura behind as it slowly disappeared into the shadow in which he had come from.

Naruto was left to watch as his predator faded into the darkness. It was hard to stand when he had just been punched twice. Not being such a strong person, he immediately fell to the ground.

It's over.

Naruto looked around as if drunk for Sakura. He spotted her on the ground, a little further from him gagging as she pulled the sock out of her mouth. Letting out a relief sigh, he let his head settle on the dirt. The sun was still brightening his bruised face. He knew that but he couldn't feel the heat.

And oddly enough, he couldn't feel the pain anymore.

A blurry figure hung over him. Calling him. But he couldn't hear the person. Somehow his mind told him that it was Shikamaru. He wasn't irritated at his friend anymore.

Naruto's head gave way, leaving him with the image of the devil's eye and voice.

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A/N: Thanks for reading. I will continue to put the disclaimer and other information on each chapter for now, but maybe after the fourth or fifth chapter. I'll take it out. Because we all know we don't own Naruto. Um. If you have any questions or confusions about the story, don't be afraid to ask.