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Naruto and sasuke meeting for the first time in shippuden, but sasuke has a kid on his back with black hair and whiskers.

Naruto:...

Sasuke: its not yours

Suigestsu with obviously drawn on whiskers: yeah dattebayo!

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"Where the body ends" second chapter on Ao3 Menma AU

Menma exhaled:

“You’re pathetic.”

“Fuck off!”

Menma pressed lips together and, rising with Sasuke, yanked the piece of jewelry from pocket and hurled it with force straight at forehead. It bounced and rolled across the floor, coming to rest under one of the large cabinets that filled the house. Sasuke squeaked and pressed hand to the spot where a bruise would likely form. Though it wouldn’t be the only one on his face.

“I don’t even understand, do you have a brain or not?! Every time, it feels like you don’t!”

“I said fuck off! I never asked you to grab me!”

“Say thank you I didn’t throw the ring in the trash, ttebayo, idiot!” Menma couldn’t hold back and lunged at Sasuke again, grabbing hair and pulling him back, forcing head to tilt. Rage washed over him. “Why are you doing this?! Why did you promise that guy a blowjob when you didn’t want to?! Are you a masochist or what?!”

"What’s the big deal?! So what if I get fucked, what’s it to you?! You don’t even like me anyway, so why should I hold back?!" Sasuke shouted desperately, voice cutting through the roar of the rain outside.

"Do you even realize you’re being raped, or not?! What kind of shinobi are you, damn it?!"

“Of course they should rape me! What else am I even good for?!"

The voices of both cracked. Sasuke breathed heavily, feeling the lump in throat grow tighter with every second. Loud sobs threatened to spill out, and vision blurred. His whole body shivered from the cold, and slowly he lifted trembling hands to cover face.

“You’re right,” a desperate cry echoed from the hallway.

Menma widened blue eyes, silently watching Sasuke tremble uncontrollably.

“You’re right about everything. It hurts. It hurts so much.” Each word tore out of him in a frenzied scream and tears. “I don’t know what I’m doing anymore. I don’t understand anything.”

Menma slowly let go of Sasuke’s hair but didn’t pull away. He stood there, unsure, watching as Sasuke was consumed by a hysterical fit. He saw him struggle convulsively for breath, unable to draw in even a single inhale through the sobs.

A bolt of lightning tore across the sky, and thunder rolled across the entire area.

“This is all I’m capable of. This is all I’m worth. What else is left for me?” Sasuke’s voice climbed higher and broke into ragged sobs. His palms moved helplessly over face, twisted in agony, smearing tears, snot, and blood.

“That’s not true.”

Sasuke half-opened wet eyes and glanced at Menma through a sob. The gaze of blue eyes softened noticeably, and lips parted as if Namikaze was trying to say something. Menma leaned in, placing hands on either side of Sasuke’s face, and for a moment Sasuke bit lower lip.

“That’s not true. No one should treat you like an object. No one should rape you to prove that you matter… That… That’s wrong, Sasuke.” The voice wasn’t overly emotional, but Menma did his best, recalling the times his own mother had comforted him, soothing him with her gentle voice and stroking his hair. Menma wanted nothing more than to run fingers through Sasuke’s hair, offering some small comfort.

Menma shook head slightly. His brows drew together over the bridge of nose.

“You don’t have to act a certain way to be loved. You don’t have to chase someone for months, bending yourself to get noticed.”

Sasuke stayed silent for several seconds.

“You don’t know anything. Who ever needed me before?” He gave a bitter laugh, closing eyes as a few tears slipped from long lashes. “When Itachi left, who loved me then?” Sasuke sniffled. “But now they love me. They want me. I’m desired, I’m needed. Do you understand? And I don’t care how it happens.”

“I loved you.”