Control is Everything

AN: Hey, here's another chapter. I really like this chapter, it's the best. It goes back to the present so this isn't a Flashback chapter, just so you know.

Warning: May be some OOCness in this chapter and include some implied sexual responses.

Enjoy

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Chapter 3

I Found Something: Part 1

“Five,” Kakashi blurted out to his partner from his desk.

“What,” Asuma asked caught off guard. He had just walked in to start his shift when he noticed his partner presence and he got a greeting that was a number. That’s also when he noticed that his partner hadn’t left work from the last time he saw him. He still wore the same clothes he had on yesterday. “You stayed up all night didn’t you,” he didn’t know why he had to ask, he knew the answer. “Kakashi that’s not healthy you know.”

Kakashi just shrug his shoulders, “Here read this and I’ll explain everything.” Kakashi threw some papers on Asuma’s desk and lean back in his chair.

With a sigh, Asuma sat in his desk chair and picked up the papers. He scanned them at first, to really just look over them, but after that he read them. He noticed some written in his partner’s handwriting and some of others, ones he didn’t know.

“What about them,” he asked after reading the files.

“They are the files of the most recent missing children,” Kakashi answered.

“Yeah, and?”

“And they are connected.”

At first, Asuma was shocked. He read over them, they didn’t seem one bit connected, besides the point that they were missing. But then the shock disappeared and Asuma guessed he knew what they were connected to. Obito.

“Not this again. Kakashi, look every case involving children isn’t connected to Obito. Some are actually of the real stuff, like runaways, ransom, kidnapping,” he lifted the papers of each case handed to him to slap them down on his desk to emphasize his point.

There was a sigh coming from Kakashi, he knew his partner would react this way, so he already prepared himself to prove him wrong.

“But if you have read them carefully, you would know that they are,” he sat up in his chair to grab the papers off Asuma’s desk and read each one. “The boy we found yesterday morning, he was reported to be part of a ransom, correct?”

“Correct,” Asuma answered.

“Well on the day he went missing, the parents found a ransom note, neatly placed on their bed. They never heard from the criminals again after that. Don’t you think that the perpetrators would want to keep in contact with the family, if money was really an issue?”

“Yeah,” Asuma said, still a little skeptical about it.

“Then there are two here, the same, a ransom note, the criminals never heard from again. Then the next one, house was burglarized; child went missing the same night. Then the other one, a child had written a note to his parents, stating that he was running away and that they shouldn’t look for him. When was it the last time that you had a case that a child would write a letter to their parents, saying that they are running away? It doesn’t happen. Am I right,” Kakashi asked.

“Yeah,” Asuma doubtfully stated.

“And lastly, a kid from an orphanage, it was reported that the kid was sick that day and didn’t feel well to go to the fair with the rest of the kids at the orphanage. He was gone when they came back, nothing out of place, everything seemed normal.”

“Except for the kid being missing,” Asuma dryly stated.

“Correct.”

“Okay, some kids went missing during bad timing, how are they connected?”
Kakashi lean back in his chair and smiled, a true smile, “They were home alone during the time of their kidnapping. It was just the kid; parents or other occupants weren’t around. The scenes of the kidnappings were set up to throw the police off or to consider that the child was a runaway. And all of the children are around the ages of twelve to fifteen.”

Asuma thought for a moment. What Kakashi had explained did make since. Kakashi explained it to the smallest detail, something he would have not noticed, even when the report and investigative notes were seating right there in front of him. He was beginning to believe; no he was certain Kakashi was on to something, everything was adding up. They were connected.

“Oh and another thing, they’re all just like Obito’s case.”

Asuma let out a frustrating groan. Kakashi just didn’t know when to quit until he had the person right where he wanted them and right now, he had Asuma right where he wanted him. Asuma was convinced, they are connected, but they can’t go any further without the okay from their chief.

“Okay,” Asuma said behind his hands that covered his face. “I believe you, but to go further into the case, we would have to tell the chief.”

“I’m already ahead of you. I convinced her when she came in this morning; she gave us the okay and the help of two new recruits into the precinct. You remember, Kurenai Yuhi and Genma Shiranui. She said they needed the experience. We’ll meet them later today.”

Asuma just nod his head. Kakashi was his old self again, maybe this will do him some good… that’s if they catch the kidnapper/killer or he would be back to the brooding, hating-the-world person he was yesterday. He didn’t know if he could handle that part of Kakashi again. So yeah, he was convinced and he was determined. They will catch the person responsible for this and everything will be back to normal.

“Hey,” a detective walked in the office, “We got another missing kid. Parents just called to report him missing. Anyone wants to take it.”

Kakashi and Asuma looked at each other before Kakashi casually raised his right hand and said, “We’ll take it.”

Asuma just roll his eyes and grabbed his coat from behind his chair and he and Kakashi made it out the office to start on their new missing child case.

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Chapter 3

Welcome to Group Therapy: Part 2

Kabuto carried the still unconscious, Sasuke, down the halls of an abandon asylum building in a deserted, isolated area in the woods. The place look about to collapse any minute now, but the walls were made of cement and hard tile floors. Mostly it was covered in cobwebs and holes caused by termites and creatures who wanted to find shelter from the outside. Parts of the rooms in the asylum were rebuilt, thanks to the help by him and some other followers. They had to in order to keep their captives in good wholesome condition. I mean who would want to stay in something rotten and moldy; Orochimaru wouldn’t want that for his guest, now would he.

There was a moan coming from his captive in his arms, he would have to hurry, the sedative could be wearing off soon and he still hasn’t showed Orochimaru to him yet. When he entered through the double doors that lead to his boss’s made-up office, he was slightly surprise to find the gurney already ready and set for his new arrival.

“Put him on the gurney, I want to look at him,” a voice said from behind a chair facing some screens on the wall.

Kabuto obeyed and set Sasuke on the thin bed. The chair in front of all the screens turned around to reveal…Orochimaru. He hadn’t aged much from the two years he claimed to take a two year vacation, when truthfully, he had been near, planning on his next abduction and making a hideout for his work. He was thrilled to have found an abandon asylum to be his place of work and sanctuary.

He walked over to the unconscious boy. He felt the blood rush to every part of his body, he couldn’t wait to break him, “How was he,” he asked his right-hand man.

Kabuto smirked, “He was feisty, took us a while to subdue him. He fought us all the way until I sedated him. Is he to your liking?”

Orochimaru placed a hand on Sasuke’s cheek and shivered, “Oh yes, he is defiantly to my liking.” He removed his hand and looked over to Kabuto who was just seating in the corner, watching. “Dress him and take him down with the others. I wanted them to meet their new acquaintance.” And with that, Orochimaru went back to his chair, turned it around and watched the screens. Kabuto nodded and picked up Sasuke to get him dressed. It was his idea that the children should wear something…comfortable while they were their guest here. It seemed only fair that they provide that much comfort for the children.

After the changing, he took Sasuke down some stairs to the basement area of the asylum, another part of the building they rebuild to accommodate their doings. It was a nice look to the part of the asylum, perfect white walls, along with the floors. The rooms, there, were designed to keep noises in and they were soft and padded, so none of their guest got any ideas to do anything inapt. At the last door, he peered in through the small window in the door and noted that most of their guests were in the far corner. He opened the door with his key and walked in. The children inside, were startled at first, but seem to relax, but still a bit tense as they watch Kabuto walk to the other far corner to place Sasuke down on one of the many cots in the room. He then turned to the rest of them and smiled, “Make him feel welcome.”

He left the way he came and locked the door behind him. The room was silent at first, until they heard a faraway shutting of a hallway door. That’s when they all scurried over to the new occupant in the room.

Sasuke first noticed the smell before he woke up. It smelled like wet paint and cement. The next thing he noticed was that he was lying on some type of bed. The cushion was thin and he could easily feel the springs underneath, it was very uncomfortable. The other thing he noticed, were sounds, voices, actually.

“I wonder how long he’s been out,” a female voice asked.

“He might be waking up soon, they always seem to bring them in when the sedative is about to wear off,” a male deep-voice answered.

It was then that Sasuke chose to open his eyes. The room was…white and padded. There was a small rectangular window in the middle of the wall next to him, but it looked too high for him to have to stand to look through it. He then noticed the other beds around him, then the other people also surrounding him. At first he was confused, How did I get here and then he started to panic, just a little, Where am I? Who are these people, and that’s when he remembered. He was home, but he heard noises and then the intruders and then he was given something to knock him out. He sat up in the bed.

“Hey, you might not want to sit up so fast, you could still be affected by the sedative,” the same female voice he heard earlier spoke to him.

He brushed the dizzy spell that came over him away and looked at the other people in the room. He become aware that they all wore white, white pants, white shirts, even white slippers. He looked down and he also noticed that he too was wearing the same thing.

“Where am I,” he asked them. The group seemed to look over at each other, silently asking who would be the one to answer him. There were four of them, including him in the room, but six cots lined up against the walls, so he concluded that there might be one more, just missing. After about a minute, a blonde headed boy walked up to him and sat on his cot next to him.

“We don’t really know where we are, we woke up in this room the same as you. First, it was me and this other kid, but I haven’t seen him since after they came in here and took him two weeks ago, I think,” the boy passed a little to think it over. “Then it was Kiba who came in after me,” he pointed at the tall boy with brown hair next to the two girls. “Then there was Hinata,” he pointed at the small girl with bluish black hair, timidly hiding behind the other girl in the room, “Then Sakura,” he pointed at the pink haired girl, who waved, “Then Rock Lee, but everyone calls him Lee. And then there’s you. My name is Naruto. What’s your name,” he asked calmly.

Sasuke took a moment to ponder everything Naruto had said. They were kidnapped; he understood that, there was no way they came here voluntarily.

“Sasuke,” he finally answered.

There was a silence that filled the room. Everyone felt kind of awkward in their own way, but the dominated feeling was fear. Sasuke kept asking himself, why?

“He’s a crazy man,” Hinata said, her voice was soft and shaky.
“He does stuff,” Sakura added. “Not to all of us, just a few of us.” She looked down, a sad expression on her face.

“The one who kidnapped us,” Sasuke asked.

“Him and some others, they do things, like experiments. He says that it is for our own good,” Kiba said.

Sasuke became uneasy; he was a little unnerved by what they were telling him. He wasn’t sure if he should believe them or not, but from the situation and the seriousness on their faces, he had no other choice but to believe them.

Just then, there door opened up again and a boy was thrown in. The door closed behind him and they heard footsteps leaving their door and hallway.

“Lee,” Sakura yelped and ran towards the fallen boy. He was unconscious and had burn marks lining his chest. Some salves were put on the marks, but other than that the wounds were opened to the exposed air. The rest of them, except for Naruto ran to help Sakura place Lee on the bed, nearest to the door.

“He says that Lee is always the deviant one and that he should be taught a lesson. He said that we all need to be taught a lesson,” Naruto explained to him. He then left Sasuke to ponder more as he walked up to help the others with Rock Lee.

Sasuke felt his hands shaking; he had to admit he was scared. He doesn’t know what ‘He’ has planned for him or the others, but he wasn’t just going to seat here and let something happen to him. He would find a way out of here; he would make sure of it.

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AN: Please review to let me know how it was, I really need to know. Thanks for reading.