Title: Morbid Compulsions

Rating: M

Authors: darkalbino and Skully

hurrr |B

This is an ongoing RP between Skully and me of Shinjo and Naruto~

If you haven't seen in a couple of my recent fics, Shinjo is essentially "dark!Naruto", but with the addition that he's Naruto's crazyderanged twin brother who is obsessively in love with him, so he's not really him, just kinda based on the personality. I hope that makes sense pff :I

BASICALLY IF YOU WANT SOME HOT DARK!NARU/NARU ACTION, HERE YA GO! 8D

Skully: Shinjo

darkalbino: Naruto

Warnings: ShinjoNaru (Dark!Naru/Naru), twincest, yaoi, violence, sexual situations (including bondage and sadism/masochism), strong language.

Disclaimer: blah blah i don't own it shut up

Morbid Compulsions
Part I

"What do you want in your latte, sir? …Sir?"

Blue eyes flickered from behind fluttering lids before they turned to the impatient young brunette barista. One hand shifted to rest on her hip as the other shook the small amount of milk she had already poured into the recycled paper cup. She jerked her head to the side, eyebrow raising.

"Just some caramel and chocolate," the distracted young man bit off in reply, furrowing his brows lightly as his eyes cut yet again to the blond man sitting a few tables away. He didn't have to ask what that man was drinking, didn't have to wonder what music he was listening to with those earbuds stuck in his ears, he knew without being told any of this. Even if it had been years since the two of them had even spoke.

"Your latte," the woman stated and pushed the cup at him across the small, wooden counter.

"Thank you," he replied and pulled his purchase to him without looking her way, eyes locked on the small smirk that crossed the lips across the room. Amusement from the comic the other man was reading no less.

The observing man moved slowly, sipping the hot liquid with the smallest of winces. His steps carried him right outside the radius he had set between them, not ready to approach his mark just yet. Not since he had found the young man, Naruto, had he even made his presence known. It was better this way. He was biding his time after all, perfecting his plans.

Naruto closed his comic and set it down on the table, becoming more aware of the hum of music in his ears that had only been serving as white noise while he read. His eyes flickered over the cover, chuckling softly at the image of a worried Flash running from a group of stupid mean-faced clouds and the title exclaiming "Invasion of the Cloud Creatures!"

Smile slipping into an annoyed frown, Naruto slid the comic to the side and pulled out his phone, flipping it open and frowning deeper at the digital 2:57 PM that shone back at him. His brow knitted as he scrolled through his contacts, stopping at 'Dogbreath' and jabbing his thumbs over the buttons until he had Wher the fuck r u - got class at 3:30 typed and sent before he tossed the phone onto the table, where it clattered to a stop near his hot chocolate.

Probably wasn't so hot anymore though.

"Are you finished with that, sir?"

Naruto's head jerked side and up, meeting the large brown eyes of a waitress. "Huh?"

She smiled at his expression -his mouth was smeared with some leftover whip-cream- and pointed to his half-empty mug, "You're drink?"

"Oh! Yeah, yeah!" He grinned and picked it up, handing it to her with a laugh, "Thanks, sorry."

The woman nodded and placed the mug on her tray, but didn't move, just continued smiling down at him.

Naruto's cheeks flushed under the stare. "Uh...what?"

"You've got some..." she made a vague motion with her hand over her lips, giggling when Naruto raised a brow and smushed his hand all over his mouth, grinning stupidly when it came away dotted with cream before he wiped it clean on his shirt.

The woman tilted her head, resting her tray against her hip. "Cute," she chimed, but then abruptly frowned and jerked her thumb in the other direction of the cafe, "coulda sworn you were sitting over there earlier though."

Naruto watched her shrug and walk away, brow knitted in confusion as he glanced at the direction she'd pointed.

"Fuck," was seethed before Naruto's questioning gaze was avoided. He grabbed at a random brochure and pulled it up to cover his face, feigning immense interest in whatever this was - english learning service or some shit. "Heh…engrish…," he mumbled to himself before remembering why he was looking at it.

Peeking a little over the top and glad he had chosen to wear a cap today, he glared at the waitress walking away, knowing she had to have been the one to draw Naruto's attention his way.

Thinking back on it, sitting down in the same coffee shop in order to continue to watch Naruto hadn't been one of his best ideas. Now he was waiting and banking on a distraction to whisk the other man's attention - and gorgeous, blue eyes - away again.

A blond brow slowly arched up as Naruto watched a man across the room, so engrossed in some brochure that he was fairly sure the guy had his mouth pressed up against the words. He squinted and made a curious sound, picking up the same copy that sat in the little condiment basket at his own table and ripping it open in front of his face, expecting to find something pretty goddamn interesting.

He was severely disappointed.

¿Quieres aprender Inglés?

His lips pursed, "Ker...os..aprundaaarrr.." he leaned forward in concentration, staring at the foreign-nese for a moment and then promptly slamming back into his seat. "The fuck ever! This is America!"

Without warning, the brochure was snatched out of his hands and smacked across the back of his head. "Ow! The hell!" he cried, hands clasping over his hair as he glared up at a grinning Kiba.

"What're you yelling about now, blondie?"

Nearly visibly sighing in relief as Naruto's friend thankfully stole his attention away, the man threw the brochure down. If he had to stare at the over-exaggerated smile of another stereotypical foreigner again…he'd promptly barf all over them.

Naruto had class in thirty minutes with this brown-haired newcomer, where he'd be inaccessible for at least an hour. It depended on if the teacher felt like being a slacker today or not.

Watching the two young men closely, he sipped at his latte, needing to at least get his money's worth from it before it went cold.

Naruto grabbed his phone and shouldered his backpack, his chair scraping softly against the floor as he stood up. "You said 2:30 man, I've got better things to do than sitting here waiting for you hairy ass to show up. What happened?"

Kiba grinned and slung an arm around his friend, tugging him down cheek-to-cheek, despite Naruto's warning growl and the un-amused upturn of his mouth. "Funny story. I was on my way here, until I passed by the tennis courts-"

"What the fuck Kiba? That's on the other side of camp-

"Where there girls' team just happens to be having a tournament." Kiba chuckled as the other man went slack-jawed.

Naruto pushed closer to him, fiddling with the strap of his bag as his lips stretched into a slow grin. "In...in the little white skirts?"

Kiba winked and lifted one hand, making a mock gun at him. "In the little white skirts."

"Fuck Stats?"

"Fuck Stats."

And with that decision made, both men sprung away from each other and out the cafe door, entirely oblivious to the narrowed blue eyes on their backs.

Watching the two nearly skip out, he hissed sharply. "Oh, what the fuck?" After a few people nearby turned to eye him, he blinked and gestured to his cup with a sheepish grin.

They turned away, one man shaking his head and mumbling something about youth these days and their foul mouths, and he guzzled down the rest of his latte. Then his cup was tossed in the nearby garbage as he got up, fully intent on following Naruto even if he planned to skip class.

Not even white tennis skirts were going to ruin his plan today. No matter how short they were.

x-X-0-x-x

Naruto's brow twitched, his fingers hooked into the diamond-shaped holes of the fence as he stared at the empty courts. "You promised me little white skirts," he muttered.

"They were here!" Kiba shouted beside him. He glowered and the chain-fence rattled under the bang of his forehead. "Game musta finished."

Naruto pushed his cheek against the back of his hand, blowing a bang out of his face as he stared solemnly at the other man. "Class is already too far in to go now."

"Yeah..." Kiba sighed and leaned back on his heels, holding his weight up by his grip on the fence as he smiled slightly, "Wanna go throw rocks at professors' cars?"

Naruto snorted a laugh and shook his head. "Nah, I'm supposed to meet Sasuke later for tutoring shit." He glanced back at the bleachers, pouting. "Guess I should at least try and finish the problems he gave me."

Kiba curled his lip, letting his tongue flop out beneath a sharp canine, "Blech, he's making you boring." He grinned and hopped back, giving Naruto a two-finger salute. "Guess I'll see ya later then, yeah?"

"Yeah," Naruto grinned and straddled one of the bleacher seats, waving to his friend before dragging out a giant brick from his bag that read Chemistry.

Narrowed eyes were fixed on the tennis courts as the owner walked by briskly. He paused and squinted then leaned against the fence.

There were no short skirts.

Glancing around while walking a little further towards the opposite edge of the court, he paused suddenly when he finally found where Naruto had gone.

A grin sprawled over his face and he walked more quickly around to behind the bleachers, crouching down to help avoid being seen. His eyes darted around, taking a mental inventory of their surroundings.

He patted his messenger bag. When Naruto left, he could do this, after weeks of planning, he'd finally have an opening. Damn Naruto for being so damn sociable, it barely left any moments where he was completely alone.

Naruto's eyes had begun to glaze over the text, but suddenly snapped back to attention as his body tensed. A slick chill ran up his spine as the hair on his arms stood on end, his stomach plunging in time with the fold of his lips between his teeth.

Someone was watching him.

Naruto knew this wasn't the same as that "once in a while" paranoia people usually get, he'd felt this before, too many times for it not to raise concern. Blue eyes shifted warily at their surroundings, noting the mostly empty space save for a few sparse students.

He could never see anyone, no one ever approached him, touched him - but he could feel it, and he always trusted his gut.

Naruto shut his book and stuffed it into his bag, quickly whipped out his phone as he stood up and dialed Sasuke's number. Hopefully he wouldn't be too annoyed about moving up their session a bit.

Moving as soon as Naruto got up from his seat, the man shoved a hand in his bag to fish out a bottle and a hand-rag. The top of the chemical was twisted off and the rag placed over it before he tipped it over to douse the cloth. Shoving the bottle back in his bag, he rounded on Naruto, paying close attention to make sure he stayed out of sight.

A long, steadying breath slipped through his lips before he struck, arm jerking around Naruto's neck and placing the rag against his nose and mouth. His heart jackhammered in his chest, other arm swinging around to hold the other man steady while he tugged his body around the bleachers and out of viewing range of the students across the field.

Naruto's eyes widened, his fingers gripping and clawing at the arm around his throat as he reflexively inhaled the cloth over his face. The erratic strum of his heart slowed and wisps of black crept into the edges of his vision as his eyes rolled back, merely white slits between his lids by the time he finally stopped struggling and went limp and heavy in his captor's arms.

His belongings were scattered on the grass, Sasuke's voice calling out from the small speaker of his phone.

A soft sigh escaped his lips while he kneeled to place Naruto on the ground. Lips pulled up into a soft grin and he ran the back of his hand along the scars adorning the other man's cheek. He almost groaned in longing, but had to make sure he cleaned up the mess he'd just made.

Naruto's things were stuffed into his bag before the phone was picked up.

"Hey, sorry about that. Fuckin' dropped all my shit." The soft grin turned into a wicked smirk. "Luckily my battery didn't pop out again."

On the other end, Sasuke's brow furrowed. "Hn, moron," he said quietly, but his tone was more suspicious than annoyed. There was something...off about Naruto's voice, the satisfaction it was laced with.

His lips thinned. "What did you call for? Are you still coming by later?"

"Oh, right. Look…" He turned to Naruto lying on the ground beside him. "I don't think I'll be able to make it today. Shit came up." Teeth sank into his lower lip in order to keep his grin under control. Even with the risk of Sasuke finding out and fucking up everything, he was still too elated to give much of a shit about it right now.

Sasuke remained quiet for a while, considering.

He didn't know what, but something was wrong here. However, seeing as he had no solid reasoning to support his feeling, he simply muttered his understanding and hung up, painfully aware of the gnawing in the pit of his stomach as he shut his phone.

Scoffing when Sasuke hung up, he shut the phone. "Later…douche," he snorted and shoved the cellphone in his pants pocket.

Then he hitched his bag further up his shoulder and moved to lift Naruto's up as well. The only obstacle in his way now was that his car was parked in a parking lot nearly a fourth of a mile from here.

He quirked his lips with a huff and bent over, lifting the limp body before he began the long walk. All the way, he was trying to think of alibis were he to get questioned. Somehow he thought that telling them his friend was drunk and passed out at, not even, four in the afternoon wasn't going to cut it.

TBC...

OH TEH NOES D: (hurrhurrr -Shinjoraepface-)

STALKER!SHINJO FINALLY KIDNAPS HIS BELOVED BROBRO FOR BONDINGTIMES 8') (BONDING = DICK :V)

FINALLY SOMETHING THAT'S ACTUALLY PRETTY LONG AND NOT A FUCKING ONESHOT OR DRABBLE BULLSHIT THING LMAO 8'D

HOPE YOU GUYS ENJOYED~ =u=

comments are appreciated ;w; I'll try and get the next chapter up soon so we can find out what sexyShinjo has in store for his beloved, helpless Naruru B)

~dark & Skully