The Chemicals Between Us

A/N: Dom-I love torture scenes

The Chemicals Between Us

It was impossible to tell how much time really passed. The phone set outside the stall had had a clock on it, but sadly, it was the first thing Kisame had broken. There was a small window built in above the shower, telling him at least that it was either late morning or afternoon.

Iruka could only wait and he stayed sitting in the same position even though his limbs ached and he hadn't slept since everything had started.

When Sasuke was returned, it was pitch black outside. Kisame dragged the younger Uchiha behind him, tossing him into Iruka and grinning as the smaller man grunted with the sudden weight.

He cocked his head as brown eyes swept his frame, instantly noting the bared chest and slipping pants the large man sported. Sasuke was loosely dressed as well, his shirt unbuttoned and un-tucked, his slacks barely staying above his waist since they hadn't been done up. Iruka glared furiously at the blurry large shark tattooed across Kisame's chest, too angry to say anything.

The large man only chuckled and waved cheekily. "He was so tight you know," he leered as he left them alone again. "Not as tight as you, but I'll get the chance to loosen both of you ne?"

The door clicked shut behind him.

Sasuke didn’t move, his breathing was slow but shallow as he fought to take in deeper breaths. His hands were bound behind him still, but now his forearms were pressed tightly together, the piano wire cutting though the thin material of his shirt in a spiral pattern. His pale skin was torn and bleeding slightly from his struggles.

He coughed. It was a rough sound caused by the fact that Sasuke had held in most of the sounds forced out of him, refusing to scream when Kisame asked for it and getting hit that much worse.

The large man had been bored and Itachi had simply watched as the tattooed man’s boredom was relieved, a small smirk pressed against his pale lips while dark eyes looked bored with everything they saw.

Instead of physical torture, Itachi had simply decided to humiliate Sasuke, the younger being brought to his own end before Kisame was bored again and decided to have 'another go' but only after beating the billionaire to within an inch of consciousness.

Once satisfied for the time being Kisame brought Sasuke back into the bathroom, Itachi wanting the quite for things he apparently needed to do while there.

The next rough cough brought blood which Sasuke swallowed; almost gagging on it since he had already swallowed much more than what was healthy. The raven stilled, taking in deeper breaths as he slowly opened his eyes upon feeling Iruka's concerned gaze on him.

Iruka spread his legs slowly, letting the taller man lean against his chest instead of his shoulder to better keep him warm. Sasuke's breath flitted against his chest in short and quick bursts, leaving the younger in a sudden coughing fit. The brunette pressed his warm inner thighs against Sasuke's sides, drawing him closer.

"Sasuke..." he whispered, wishing he could pet the sweat slicked black hair. ”Sasuke-kun..."

"Hmm?" It was a soft sound, almost inaudible between the slowing breaths. The only other indication that he had made any sound at all was the movement of Sasuke's features, his brows raised up slightly, giving the blood on his forehead a slight wrinkle.

“Rest for a little while Sasuke-kun," Iruka said, giving a gentle smile.

"I'm alright." Sasuke answered with almost no hesitation. "You need rest..." He looked up at Iruka, one eye almost swollen shut. "You rest."

The professor shook his head, bowing briefly to place a soft kiss on Sasuke's temple. "No, I want you to sleep. Would you do that? For me as a favor?"

Sasuke's head was pounding too much for him to argue further. He gave a small nod letting his head fall to rest more against Iruka.

The smaller male hugged Sasuke between his legs, curling in to tighten his protective hold as he closed his eyes and wept.

Sasuke woke when he was pulled away from Iruka, the smaller man yelling loudly.

"I'm bored again." Kisame growled picking up Sasuke and setting him over his shoulder as if he weighed nothing.

Iruka was next, though he was lifted by Itachi. The elder Uchiha gave the brunette an annoyed glare. "Shut up." There was no room for disobedience or argument in his tone and the professor was quiet in an instant.

"They'll need a shower after this." Kisame grinned, dropping Sasuke onto the bed on his back, the younger immediately kicking Kisame in the stomach then the chin once his legs were free.

Kisame growled and grabbed Sasuke's leg under his arm, waiting for the raven to kick again and grabbed the other.

"You're first." the large man grinned as Itachi dropped Iruka down at the head of the bed, "Just put them back when you’re done." Itachi said flatly before walking off. "I'm hungry." He headed toward the kitchen.

Kisame's grin grew as he pulled Sasuke's pants down from his hips, glancing up at Iruka. "You get to watch."

The brunette pulled furiously at the wire surrounding his wrists, crawling forward on his knees. "No! Leave him alone, he's already injured!"

Kisame growled, leaning over the younger to swipe his large hand against Iruka's cheek. The smaller man slammed back into the headboard with the blow, reeling in shock.

"B...baka," he muttered dizzily. "Baka!"

Sasuke kicked Kisame again when the larger man was distracted by Iruka but only had that leg trapped again. Kisame's arm hooked under his knee and pressed down on his calf, threatening to break the bone should Sasuke even try to move it.

"Don't move again, or I'll snap his neck." Kisame warned Iruka, making sure the brunette was too scared to move before refocusing his attention back on Sasuke.

Iruka gritted his teeth, furious and ashamed that he was so terrified of the large man. Sasuke shifted just slightly and Kisame backhanded him hard enough to make him spit out blood.

The professor flinched. "Sasuke-kun!"

Kisame's hand was around Sasuke's neck tight enough to make the other start coughing. "I said don't move." He growled and tightened his grip, looking at Iruka. "Want to try something else?"

The brunette pressed back against the headboard, glaring in frustration. "Why don't you try something with me?!"

"Because... he's much more fun." Kisame grinned at Sasuke. "You broke too easily." He sneered up at Iruka. "It’s more fun to make you watch." He ground his hips against Sasuke's, tossing the younger Uchiha’s pants onto the floor.

Iruka couldn't think of what to do. He couldn't think of anyway he could help the younger as Kisame started groping his pale cheeks, leering at Sasuke when the pale man squirmed slightly, looking disgusted.

"Baka!" Iruka shouted despite the growing fear building within him. "You can only take him when he's tied up and half awake! That makes you weak!"

Kisame backhanded Iruka, sending the smaller man's head halfway around in an instant.

"I said shut up." He growled and flipped Sasuke over, kneeing the younger Uchiha between the legs.

A soft groan was half stopped in Sasuke’s throat, not wanting to give Kisame the pleasure of hearing the pain he was inflicting. Large fingers roughly jerked and tugged on the thin wire, slowly managing to free Sasuke's arms but not without cutting them more.

Once free Sasuke didn't move, instead he allowed Kisame to think that he was in too much pain to. Kisame frowned slightly.

"Don't tell me you're already begging for it too..." He growled and grabbed a fistful of Sasuke's hair.

"No."

The grin returned. "You're just like Itachi, tricky, tricky." Kisame shoved Sasuke's face back into the bed, his other hand quickly unbuttoning his own pants.

A foot came in contact with Kisame's balls, the large man let go of Sasuke to protect and rub his throbbing groin as the younger Uchiha rolled over, landing a punch to the blue tinted cheek.

Kisame’s hand grabbed his wrist and twisted and Sasuke jerked his arm back. "I don't think so," he spat, bending Sasuke's arm out to the side before head butting him square in the center of his forehead.

Sasuke's head snapped back as his thin brows furrowed down in pain. Dark eyes glared at the other man. "I'm nothing like him."

"No, you're worse. You're weak." The loud sickening crack seemed to linger in the room even as Sasuke cried out in pain, his hand now hung idly, Kisame having broken his wrist.

"Now then." The large man leered as he pressed the snapped bone tight in his grasp. He slowly made the other cringe as Sasuke tried to curl in on himself to protect his injured limb.

“S-…stop…stop it!” Iruka said, too scared to move in case the tattooed intruder made good on his threat. “Onegai…stop…stop hurting him please. He won’t do that again!"

Kisame pressed down harder on the younger’s wrist, making Sasuke hiss and flop down on his back, his brows furrowed in pain. The brunette lowered his eyes, pleading desperately as he tried to make himself look as small as possible.

“Please…Sasuke-kun…please be still,” he whispered, shutting his eyes. “Onegai, you can hate me if you want, but don’t fight him….”

The blue haired man cocked his head curiously, staring down at the billionaire’s form beneath him, watching as black eyes rose to meet deep brown ones.

Sasuke said nothing and moved against Kisame's hand as it tightened around his cock, the slowing fingers pressing harshly against the piercing.

"How noble." He growled tugging roughly on the metal bar, Sasuke's eyes clenched shut as he bit his tongue. "What the mighty top will take for his bottom."

Kisame grabbed Sasuke's chin, turning his head so that their eyes locked. "Kiss me like you do him." A nod was sent toward Iruka.

"No." The Uchiha replied.

"Do it, or I'll pull it out." Kisame pulled on the piercing again.

Sasuke's mouth opened to release the grated groan after the skin tore slightly. The bulkier man bent down, placing his mouth over Sasuke's, forcing the kiss, only to have his lip bit.

Kisame pulled his mouth back into an angry sneer, pushing up as he raised his hand looking like he was about to murder him. He paused when Iruka threw himself on top of Sasuke, protecting his lover with his own body. The brunette held in his tears, his stomach resting on the Uchiha's chest and he clenched his eyes shut, expecting the harsh blow to fall on him.

"Onegai! Stop it! What good is he to you when dead?!"

Large doe eyes glanced up at Kisame.

"You...you know he could get you anything you want don't you?" he asked quickly, gauging the larger man. "He's rich, powerful..." He waited a moment to let the information sink in, spilling out the first things that came to his mind as he hoped he had read things right.

"You could have anything you wanted and...and you wouldn't have to share it...not even with him." Iruka nodded toward the opened door where Itachi was still downstairs.

"If we came for money, we would have taken it. This is much more amusing." Kisame grinned. "Id much rather have his dignity."

With that the much larger man picked Iruka up and tossed him against the headboard once more, the heavy wood cracking with the force of the blow.

"You need to teach him more respect!" Kisame punched Sasuke in the stomach, the first blow in the beating the younger Uchiha would receive before being turned onto his stomach and penetrated without warning.

Sasuke's neck arched and he turned his face away from Iruka, his hands being pinned over his head.

"You like that don't you?" Kisame thrust into him again, a deep groan stopping in the pale throat as Sasuke twisted in the strong hold, only causing himself more pain.

Iruka felt his eyes water as he sucked in a shuddering breath, his head aching with pain and dizziness. He tried to move closer to Sasuke, wanting to touch him and comfort him, but the room was spinning too badly for him to focus.

"Sasuke...Sasuke-kun," he whispered softly, tears slipped down his cheeks.

Kisame grunted deeply, squeezing down on the trapped wrists in his grasp. "I bet...you like it even more when he's watching," Kisame said darkly, breathing hotly against Sasuke's neck.

"Beg me..." He thrust again, another deep plunge that tore at the younger's entrance and making it bleed down his thighs and on the sheets.

"Beg me not to break him," Kisame growled in Sasuke's ear, dragging his tongue across the pale cheek. "Beg me not to make him mine like I did before. I want to hear it."

Sasuke growled, not wanting to give into the other's demands.

"Don't," he said through gritted teeth, a groan of pain halted before he bit his tongue.

"What was that?" Kisame nibbled harshly on Sasuke's ear. "I don't think he heard you." He whispered roughly.

"Don't touch him." He said louder, but it wasn't enough.

"Again." Kisame thrust into Sasuke.

"Leave him alone!" the younger’s voice came out in a yell as his hips were forced to roll into the thrust.

This amused the other and he demanded more. "Again!"

"I said leave him alone." The raven turned to look at Kisame but was struck again.

"Now beg for it, beg to cum." One large hand enveloped the younger’s half hard cock, the harsh blows to his prostate had forced the erection which was now being pumped.

Iruka had shimmering paths down his cheeks, the tears coming on thicker now as he made himself watch. "Sasuke..." he said softly.

He clenched his eyes shut, moving closer to the trembling Uchiha, stopping when Kisame shot a glare at him.

The professor stared at his younger lover softly, "Sasuke-kun...it will be alright."

Kisame growled furiously as he was ignored, squeezing the trapped cock as he jerked it roughly, his thrusts speeding up as he felt his groin tighten. "I said beg!"

"Do it." Sasuke growled, turned his head away from Iruka. "Make me cum!" He spat angrily.

The grin that spread across Kisame's face said that he had gotten what he wanted. "Again!" He yelled with a hard thrust. Sasuke groaned and the grip around the broken wrist tightened.

Once Kisame had released inside Sasuke, he turned his attention on Iruka, leaving the younger Uchiha with a raging erection, letting him watch as he made Iruka beg for his cock to be slammed inside him.

The brunette did as he was asked, keeping his gaze on Sasuke, directing his pleadings to be taken at the younger instead. Kisame caught on quickly and growled in frustration, grabbing the thick brown locks of hair as he jerked Iruka up.

He knelt on the bed before shoving his half hard cock down the professor's mouth when he yelped. Iruka choked immediately, trying to move away so he could breathe. Kisame let out a loud moan of pleasure, thrusting deeply as he leered at Sasuke's prone form.

Sasuke growled, forced to lie on his broken wrist just so he couldn't move without sharp pains running up and down his arm. Each bounce of the bed sent a jolt though the raven's spine, his ass burned like hell.

"Enough, Kisame." Itachi growled as he entered the room.

Kisame grinned. "I saved some for you." He threw Iruka onto the floor. "On your knees!" Kisame growled as he buttoned up his pants while turning back to Sasuke with a wicked smile.

Itachi sat down on the edge of the bed as his tattooed partner turned Sasuke so the younger could watch as Iruka was forced to suck Itachi off.

Itachi glanced at his little brother. "Wait, untie him as well."

Kisame furrowed his brows in confusion but did as he was told, pulling at the piano wire around Iruka's wrists until it snapped, slicing into the tender skin as the smaller man cried out. He bit his lip to stop himself, bringing his stinging hands into his naked lap.

Itachi brought his intense stare to the professor. "You know what I want, and you know if you don't, I'll kill him," he said dully.

Iruka shook as he bowed his head, unable to look at Sasuke at the moment.

"Onegai..." he whispered, hands slowly climbing up between Itachi's thighs before unbuttoning his pants. "Forgive me..."

The older Uchiha turned to gauge Sasuke's reaction as the brunette shifted forward, wrapping his lips around the pulsing erection he held.

Sasuke met his brother's dark gaze, the smirk Itachi wore was much different that his own. "Don't act like you're better than me..." Itachi said before a groan escaped him, Iruka's warm mouth devouring his erection completely.

Kisame was licking his lips while watching, his eyes glistening hungrily. Sasuke said nothing as Itachi's grip on his wrist was forcing him to bite his cheek to keep quiet.

"Mmm... I just might have to take this one with me." The elder Uchiha let his eyes roll back, over vocalizing his pleasure as Iruka's head bobbed in his lap.

"He's good..." Itachi purred, moving his eyes back over to Sasuke as his slender fingers weaved into the professor’s hair. Pale hips arched up as the long haired raven started fucking Iruka's mouth.

Kisame grinned madly, like some sort of wild dog as his face lit up. "Ne, why so selfish Itachi-kun?" he asked, pretending to reprimand the other. "You should learn to share like I have."

The elder brother slid his glazed eyes toward his partner, stifling another moan as Iruka swallowed around his length, making his groin jerk and tighten.

Kisame reached over to grab Sasuke by his injured wrist, snapping it out of Itachi's grip and ignoring the hoarse cry that followed as he shoved the younger man down on his knees behind Iruka.

Kisame grinned nastily, "Ne...he's your special person isn’t he? Fuck him."

Sasuke looked up at the other two. "No." he growled.

Kisame's grin grew. "If you don't, I will."

Sasuke watched as Iruka pushed Itachi back onto the bed, the elder brother moving so the professor’s chest was pressed against the mattress and his rear was presented to him.

"Fuck him...." Itachi growled with another buck of his hips.

The young heir’s erection was still present, not having gotten his release and from the painful pumping Kisame had been doing while he lay idle.

Kisame, touching Iruka again, slowly he rose to his knees. Sasuke’s broken wrist was pressed over his chest as he positioned himself at Iruka's entrance.

The brunette pushed back against him, the tight passage swallowing the raging erection as it had done so many times before. Iruka groaned, the sound vibrating over Itachi's cock as it was swallowed.

"Mmm this is too good to waste." Kisame hopped down, pressing himself against Sasuke's rear and thrusting forward, his cock still housed in his pants, still spent after having fucked their two captives.

Iruka stifled a yelp with the added push, burying his lips down to the base of Itachi's arousal, making the pale man flinch and groan gutturally. He closed his eyes, focusing only on Sasuke moving inside of him. Even though it hurt, he still relished it, holding onto the feeling as he pleasured another.

Kisame rubbed his slowly hardening organ deep against Sasuke's cheeks, gripping the younger's waist as he thrust forward again. Itachi watched his little brother's face as Sasuke tried not to let it show how much pleasure he was getting from Iruka's tight body.

He leaned forward, hunching over the professor as he reached for Sasuke's chin. The younger snapped his gaze open, fury instantly clouding his vision. Itachi watched the change passively, pulling Sasuke's mouth to his for a deep kiss, leaning back before he could be bitten.

The billionaire stilled his hips in shock, barely flinching when Kisame groaned loudly and sank his teeth into Sasuke's shoulder.

Iruka had paused as well, tears making his sight that much more blurry before he continued, swallowing down the bitter cum that splashed down his throat. Kisame grinned as his erection returned, pawing Sasuke's rear.

"Ne...we aren't done yet," he growled.

Kisame's thrusts sent Sasuke deeper into Iruka, the younger's broken wrist twisted and pressed against his back as he was forced down against Iruka's back. Once the tattooed man came again, Sasuke and Iruka were tossed back into the bathroom, bound again.

"You two look dirty." Kisame smirked before turning on the shower.

Sasuke leaned over Iruka as he blocked the smaller man from the cold spray.

They were left there for hours, neither able to keep time as the night only grew blacker outside. Iruka pressed himself closer to the taller man's shivering body, trying to keep him warm.

Sasuke refused to budge to let the professor take the brunt of the cold water, huddling over the smaller form protectively. He hadn't been redressed, and was now only trapped in his soaking buttoned up shirt. The brunette pressed his face into Sasuke's neck, breathing hotly over the skin to keep some feeling circulating.

"Sasuke-kun..." he muttered. "Thank you."

Sasuke's teeth chattered. "Are y-y-you warm?" He asked slowly, looking down at Iruka pressed tightly against him. "I'm s-s-sorry."

Iruka drew his brows together before he leaned back onto his bound wrists, barely wincing when the wire cut his skin. He wrapped his legs around Sasuke's shaking form, closing his eyes when he found that the younger couldn't do much to fight as he pulled him down and rolled them over.

Iruka held back the gasp from the shock of the sudden cold water, doing his best to keep it from bouncing off of the bluing form beneath him.

"Don't...you don't have to apologize Sasuke-kun," he said, pressing their chests together. "You...you tried to help me. Thank you."

After another hour or so under the cold spray, Itachi finally came and shut the water off but left the two alone again. Sasuke drifted in and out of sleep for a little while after that, the sound of birds chirping woke him finally and the small window in the shower was glowing a brilliant orange, telling the raven that it was just after dawn.

Iruka was starting to stir, still pressed against his chest. Sasuke winced when he moved, his wrist having swollen more from the awkward position he had been lying in.

"Iruka..." he shifted again trying to wake the professor. "Iruka."

The smaller man made a soft noise before shifting over Sasuke's form, blinking his doe eyes open slowly.

"That was the first time I slept," he said after a few moments, dropping his head back over the Uchiha's shoulder. "I...was hoping I was having a bad dream."

"I want you to get out of here." Sasuke shifted again, wincing when he pulled on the wire binding his arms. "Kisame will be here soon, you can fit through there." He nodded toward the small window.

Iruka furrowed his brows, hesitating before glancing up at his lover. "W…what?"

"Run to the neighbors, he'll call the police." He moved again so that they could look each other in the eye. "You can get help."

"They'll kill you before I even get there," Iruka said quickly, his voice rising in panic. "I wouldn't even get very far until they caught up with me!"

"I'll hold them back." Sasuke scooted over to where his suit coat was tossed against the wall, letting Iruka slide off of him. "Come here."

He moved slightly, curling his fingers under the collar and placing it against Iruka's shoulder then using his chin to move it more onto his back.

"Knock out the glass and lay the jacket over the bottom. You'll fall onto a thick shrub." Sasuke shifted so that he was looking Iruka in the eyes. "You can do this."

The brunette shook his head, ignoring the hot tears that burned down his cheeks. "No, no, Sasuke, I can't, they'll kill you."

It was then that Kisame opened the door.

Sasuke turned to look at Iruka, "Go. Now." he said before he was on his feet, the younger’s strong shoulders angled to hit the larger man in the stomach and knocking him back out into the bedroom.

He kicked the door closed just as Iruka broke the window. Sasuke slammed back against the door, pressing his feet to the floor and pushing back as hard as he could as Kisame threw himself against the other side.

"Go!" Sasuke shouted, seeing Iruka just standing there, watching him.

The smaller man stared, his body shaking with fear and strain. Kisame rammed against the creaking door again, making Sasuke fall away from it for a second.

The fight or flight instinct kicked in and Iruka backed toward the window. He laid the jacket down over the sill so he wouldn't get glass on him, trying to hold in his heavy sobs.

Kisame threw his body weight against the door again and one of the hinges flew off and snapped against the mirror, cracking it. Sasuke grunted with strain, doing his best to keep the door closed, bracing his legs against the sink across from him.

"Go!" he yelled again.

Iruka closed his eyes, shaking his head as he slid onto the jacket, sitting still as he bowed his head. "I'm...I'm sorry Sasuke-kun," he whispered.

Kisame roared angrily, and this time with Itachi's help, both slammed at the door. Sasuke's knees quaked with the strain before he was thrown to the side from the force of both men.

Itachi darted forward, snatching Iruka's ankle and hauling the professor down from the window, eyes lit with fury. The brunette's head smacked against the floor, making him cry out as the room suddenly went spinning.

Sasuke was thrown back against the already cracked mirror, his head shattering it even more.

Kisame's anger turned into something more. "You're going to pay for that, you and your whore."

"It was his idea." Itachi nodded at Sasuke as Kisame held tightly onto the younger Uchiha's throat. "Bring him." Itachi growled at Kisame as he carried Iruka into the bedroom.

The brunette was shaking with fear as Sasuke was tossed against the headboard. Kisame sneered as the billionaire gave a soft cry, his wrist twisting behind him. Iruka couldn't stop crying as Itachi forced him onto the bed so that he was facing the younger Uchiha.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry," he pleaded to his lover, bowing his head. "I couldn't, I'm sorry!"

Itachi watched Sasuke's face as he stood behind the scared professor, making the smaller man sit up straight. Iruka went rigid and his sobbing stopped instantly as a careful finger traced up his spine, lightly grazing over the pale scars between his shoulder blades.

"What's this I wonder...." Itachi smirked feeling the slender body still and quiet.

"Mm..." Kisame reached into his back pocket. "You should see what’s under them."

He popped the knife open, Iruka's eyes widening with the loud click as the blade locked into place.

"Leave him alone!" Sasuke struggled.

"Ooohh, he knows..." Kisame grabbed Sasuke's neck and squeezed until the younger heir coughed, trying to breathe.

"What are they from!?" The tattooed man demanded, shaking the raven like a doll. Elegant brows furrowed. "Tell me!" He squeezed tighter.

"Kisame," Itachi murmured. "Bring him here."

The larger man grinned, showing off many white teeth as Iruka shook, panting in choppy breaths as he started to panic. Kisame grabbed Sasuke by the hair and dragged him to Iruka, punching the paler man in the knee so it gave out and made him collapse.

Itachi gave Iruka a nudge, cocking his head when the small professor seemed unable to move on his own.

"We haven't done anything yet." Kisame poked Iruka in the side as if he were exploring a foreign object.

"What do you want with him?"

Kisame twisted Sasuke's arm, the thin wire cutting into the skin as his wrist was pressed on more. "I'm bored." The large man stated.

"Little brother," Itachi said, his lips curling cruelly. "Fuck your whore. Tell him...he's worthless, he's weak...he has no use."

"No." Sasuke answered, pulling back from where he was bent painfully over the mattress.

Kisame twisted Sasuke's arm, the younger Uchiha groaned in pain. "Do it, or I'll reopen these wounds...."

Sasuke looked over at Iruka, seeing the completely horrified look in his eye. "…alright."

The brunette started crying again, this time not making a sound as he was positioned over Sasuke's lap. He was shaking badly, his small breaths coming out fainter.

Kisame growled, "If he passes out, I get to cut him."

Itachi kept his gaze locked on Sasuke's as he drew the shining knife along Iruka's shoulder, just barley touching the honeyed and bruised skin. Iruka's pupils contracted tightly as he held his breath, staring dumbly passed the younger Uchiha as he trembled.

"Do it." Itachi glared, pressing down a bit harder, earning a gasp from the smaller man.

Sasuke's brows furrowed. "You're weak."

He kept his gaze on Itachi before Kisame turned his head abruptly. "Look at the whore when you're talking to him. Tell him to stop crying."

The large hand continued to hold Sasuke's head as the raven fought to look away. Iruka gasped again, indicating that the knife was pressing harder into his skin. A warm wetness reached Sasuke's ankles sliding slowly down his skin and leaving a dark trail. His brows twitched as he set his jaw.

"Stop crying." He said flatly through gritted teeth.

Itachi reached around into Sasuke's lap, massaging the younger man's groin harshly, trying to entice an erection. When there was no reaction, his pulled away and spit on his fingers. He slipped his pants down, slicking his rigid cock before pressing slowly into Iruka's body, feeling the brunette tense and start to struggle.

Iruka cried out his anguish, bowing his head against Sasuke's shoulder, blocking out the words.

"Please...please..." he whimpered, clenching his eyes shut as memories he didn't want began to surface.

Kisame jerked on Sasuke's chin. "Do it." He growled.

Sasuke pulled from Kisame's hold but received a swift punch to the ribs which caused him to fall onto his back.

"Say it!"

"You're worthless." Sasuke glared up at the ceiling before he felt Itachi press two fingers into him roughly, aiming directly for his prostate.

"Louder." He demanded.

Iruka slumped as the cruel voice fell on his ears, sobbing quietly as Itachi thrust hard into his slackening body. "Don't," he whispered.

The taller man behind him made a pleased groan, trailing his lips across the honeyed skin, along the deep scars that were smeared with blood. He pressed the heel of his hand against Iruka's neck, pushing the smaller male down to lie flat against Sasuke.

Itachi pressed his fingers into Sasuke again, the younger groaning as his brows furrowed. "Useless." He added when Kisame tugged roughly on his growing erection.

"This is more fun than I thought it'd be!" the larger man said gleefully.

Itachi closed his eyes and gave a low groan as his hips stilled. Iruka stared blearily at Sasuke's face, tears streaking down his soft cheeks. He didn't flinch when Itachi pulled out of him roughly, or when he was shoved down on the younger male's half erection.

Itachi smirked over the brunette's shoulder, watching Sasuke as he whispered in a soothing voice in Iruka's ear. "See how hard he got? Just saying those things to you..."

Itachi pressed his fingers into Sasuke again causing the raven to arch his hips up and away from the intruding fingers.

"See, he's enjoying it." Kisame growled, licking along Iruka's jaw line before nibbling gently on his ear. The large man grabbed Sasuke's balls and pinched, digging his nail into the sack.

"Whore." Sasuke said turning his head away.

Iruka knew that Sasuke was being made to say the harsh words, made to rape him...but it didn't soften the image of him acting just like Mizuki had. He bowed his head as he cried brokenly, silently holding in his sobs as Kisame reached into his lap to fondle his limp cock.

The brunette couldn't get hard no matter what the larger man did, Sasuke and Mizuki's words were too busy echoing around in his mind. Itachi smirked before suddenly shoving the smaller male down, the knife flashing in Sasuke line of sight before it delved down, slicing easily through the honeyed skin.

The scars were reopened deeper than before, and even though Iruka struggled and screamed, he couldn't budge the Kisame or Itachi from his body.

Sasuke felt his groin coat in blood before Iruka passed out over him, from pain or from the shock he wasn't sure but Itachi didn't seem to care, he continued to press his fingers against Sasuke’s prostate so that the younger Uchiha would arch and thrust up into the limp body above him.

"Stop it." he growled.

"Why?" Itachi asked, pressing in again and not easing the pressure. "You can't protect him, so why shouldn't I take advantage?"

Kisame grinned sliding his fingers into Iruka's damp locks as thick blood pooled over his back, dripping down in heavy rivulets. "Ne, he doesn't look so good does he?"

"Then take advantage of me, I'm the one you are jealous of." Sasuke growled.

"So noble." Kisame mocked.

Sasuke growled, as he fought with his hips, struggling to keep them still. "Or am I not weak enough for you to prey on?"

Kisame pulled on Sasuke's chin, arching the pale neck up so that dark eyes met his own. The larger man grinned toothily before dipping down. When Sasuke didn't open his mouth to Kisame's insistent tongue; he bit down, making the younger jolt and buck before he plunged his slick muscle inside the waiting cavern. Itachi smirked, slowly withdrawing his fingers as he parted Sasuke's cheeks with his half hardened cock.

Sasuke's eyes clenched closed as he was violated from both sides, biting down on the tongue invading his mouth when Itachi forced his cock inside, digging his short nails into either one of Sasuke's pale cheeks.

"You like it brother, don't deny it."

Kisame chuckled, the younger's mouth filling with his blood as Sasuke bit down harder. His hand eased down the pale chest, slipping under Iruka's body as he pinched and pulled at Sasuke's nipples, continuing to shove his tongue in deeper. Itachi groaned, setting a hard pace that had the body beneath him bucking up into Iruka's prone form.

Sasuke growled, unable to push either off him even as he attempted to twist his torso, groaning in pain when he rolled on his broken wrist, the piano wire cutting deeper into his skin.

Even when passed out Iruka's body tightened around Sasuke's cock, pulling tightly on the engorged appendage as Itachi slipped his hand between them, tightening his fingers around the base of Sasuke's cock slowly pumping him when he wasn’t completely sheathed in the professor.

Iruka opened his eyes slowly, staring at the cool white tile beneath him. A shiver passed through him as he blinked, his body curled in on itself for warmth. Sasuke was behind him, as close as possible to share body heat.

The brunette felt his eyes water as he held still, trembles passing through him. His back ached, sharp pulses dragging across his nerves strong enough to make him reel and want to vomit.

"Don't move," Sasuke shifted back as much as he could. "You've been out for ... a day at most."

Iruka drew in a ragged breath, crying out at the intense wave of pain that hit him. His flinched in response, only aggravating the deep wounds more as dried blood pulled at his skin with every flex of his strained muscles.

"It'll only hurt worse if you move." Sasuke said quietly. "I'm sorry." He said quickly after.

The brunette pulled away from the taller man, hugging his knees tight against his chest as he tried to stop his eyes from watering. "Don't..." he said weakly.

"You know I..."

Kisame swung what was left of the door open. "Good you're awake...."

He rushed over to Iruka and looked the smaller man over. "Aww... Sorry Sasuke-kun, looks like we broke him for good this time."

He lifted Iruka up, carrying the smaller man bridal style back out into the bedroom, but not before kicking Sasuke in the stomach a few times, leaving the younger Uchiha in a coughing heap. There were no loud cries or screams heard this time, nor were there any sobs or noises of abuse. For a long while there was nothing and the silence made Sasuke's heart skip.

Iruka didn't made a sound as Kisame pushed into him again and again, instead watching with watering eyes as Itachi straightened the picture he'd sat on the nightstand. Apparently the elder Uchiha had been in the bag Iruka had brought with him, containing his clothes and any photos that hadn’t been smashed or burned.

This was the one of him and his parents, smiling brilliantly as they waved at him from the beach. The brunette scanned the pretty face he'd taken after, his mother beaming back at him happily. He drew his gaze away in shame, biting his tongue as his tears spilled.

The wounds on his back reopened with every hard thrust, coating the sheets in sticky blood. After a while, Iruka grew too dizzy to keep his eyes open as stayed still under Kisame's heavy weight, listening to the man's panted breath.

Sasuke lay on the shower floor, the blows from the last beating having cracked at least one rib, making it more than painful to move. The door was moved from its prone position as Kisame brought Iruka back into the shower and laid him in front of Sasuke.

"Have fun." He said smiling before turning on the cold water.

Iruka jumped as soon as the first blast of icy spray hit him. Sasuke watched as the professor avoided looking at him, instead he huddled in on himself to keep warm. The younger shifted closer so that the brunette’s back brushed against his chest, silently offering to share what warmth he had.

Iruka flinched away, sucking in a quick breath that made the other retreat hesitantly.

"I'm sorry..." He said softly, even through a clenched jaw as he pulled away.

The smaller man nodded, swallowing around the lump in his throat. "I know," he said, wincing at his abused voice.

Sasuke watched as Iruka shivered while the ugly wounds on his back being were washed of the new blood, tinting the water pink as it flowed from his body and down to the drain.

After a few hours the smaller man's breathing regulated, even as his body continued to try and get warm. Sasuke moved closer to Iruka, careful not to wake the brunette as he felt his own body start to weaken, giving way to sleep soon after.

The squeak of old brakes followed by two doors slamming shut startled the Uchiha from his sleep. He lay completely still, wondering if his brain had played tricks on him. When the soft sound of footsteps on the pavement grew closer Sasuke lifted up, but was pushed back down.

"Don't say a word." Itachi whispered, a gun pressed to Sasuke’s right temple. "Not a sound."

He moved silently back out of the bathroom keeping his eyes on the raven while Kisame was already heading down the stairs.


Kotetsu whistled in amazement as he and his partner stepped into the pampered courtyard. "Can you believe this place?" he said in awe, staring up at the large house.

He glanced at the other officer beside him as Hayate coughed into his fist, bending over slightly as he tried to muffle the noise.

"You sure you should be back on duty so soon?" Kotetsu asked, scratching at the bandage across his nose.

"Izumo is still out sick," Hayate said blandly as he straightened. "The captain needed someone to be your partner. No one else would take the position."

Kotetsu snorted, "Everyone else sucks anyway. Nothing interesting ever happens here."

Hayate sighed, refraining from rubbing the bridge of his nose. "Let's just get this over with, our shift ends soon. All we have to do is knock on the door and see if everything checks out."

"I know, I know," Kotetsu complained, stifling a yawn as they started up the pathway. "You believe this? Some rich guy holes up in his house for four days with his Mistress and shit hits the fan."

"And this time you couldn't dodge it," Hayate replied. "I feel for you."

Kotetsu rolled his eyes, staring at the grand house. "Nice place though, bet it's a bitch to clean."

The slightly shorter man was about to bite out a retort when he spotted something fluttering in the wind on the second floor. He squinted, "Kotetsu...is that a jacket? Your eyes are better than mine."

The other man glanced up. "Hey yeah, you're right...ne, that window's busted out too."

Hayate frowned, "Keep your hand on your weapon."

Kotetsu grew suddenly serious as he nodded, moving behind his partner. The smaller man decided against knocking, opting instead to apologize if they were wrong. Their captain had given them a special keycard that would overwrite the security system, but upon closer inspection, they found that the control panel by the door had no power.

"Guns out," Hayate said quickly.

Both cops drew their weapons and paused for a moment.


A/N: Dom-I watch too much Law & Order, that's the only way I can explain why I brought Hayate and Kotetsu in XD