The Art of Patience

The Art of Patience Ch. 33


Sasuke could feel himself waking. His whole body ached, especially his arm for some reason. He tried to place a hand over his face but realized quickly that he wasn't able to. What the fuck? The short haired boy was still a bit out of it and could only manage a small noise of protest. He couldn’t remember what happened.

Madara sat down on the bed next to Sasuke and ran a hand on his nephew’s cheek as the boy started to open his eyes and the older man carefully positioned himself so that he'd be among the first things Sasuke would see once he regained his senses "Wake up Sasuke. So nice for you to finally join me.”

Sasuke felt something on his cheek and for a moment thought it was his master, but it was unlike Naruto to spring a session on him without discussing it with him first. Then his eyes opened and he heard the words that were spoken; there right above him was none other than his uncle. Memory of what happened in the parking garage came back to him swiftly as he flinched away from that hand and stared hard at the older Uchiha. He was not going to give in to him, whatever he was up to.

"What, no greeting? And I went to all the trouble of making you comfortable until the drugs wore off too." The elder man pretended to pout and look offended while keeping himself positioned above Sasuke. The chances of Naruto finding them were slim so he could take his time to break the boy in but he wouldn’t wait forever for Sasuke to start speaking. "Come on Sasuke. I want to hear your voice. Be a good boy for me now or I won’t be so nice."

Sasuke continued his hard stare; looking away would only prove that his uncle had influence over him. He made a quick glance toward Kisame who he noted was looking a bit uncomfortable. Sasuke felt good about that, at least his pitiful state was causing guilt to someone. His eyes drifted back to his uncle who was looking very nonplused at this point.

The smile slipped off Madara's face to be replaced by a neutral mask as the older man took in Sasuke’s rather passive way of defying him. "Sasuke, I'm a patient man but I’ll be forced to use drastic measures if you continue to defy me."

Sasuke chose that time to speak, not to satisfy the man, but he was sick of looking at him. "You have no right to do any of this, Naruto has that privilege alone and I’m fucking positive you won't be getting whatever you want. This is more than about Sai now isn't it?"

Madara sat very still for a moment as he absorbed what Sasuke had said before slapping his pampered nephew across the face hard enough to draw a cry from any lesser man. "You will address me with respect and you won’t mention that man’s name ever again! I own you now and there’s nothing that stupid blond can do to take you from me."

Sasuke winced in pain from the slap to the face but made no sound of discomfort. "I would never call you Master. Besides... NARUTO is a better master AND man than you will ever fucking pray to be." He closed his eyes, not wanting to see the man anymore and decided that those were his final words on the matter. He was not going to satisfy Madara with any further words from his lips.

Madara was livid as he hooked his fingers around Sasuke’s little collar and tore it off with brute force. Naruto this and Naruto that! He was sick of having his nephews constantly talking of that man like he was a god! Well he was going to see to it that the blond was taken down a few pegs starting with the loss of Sasuke. "We'll see about that, boy, now my patience has reached its end; Kisame! Go into my office and bring me the locked box in the bottom right drawer. I was hoping to not have to use it so soon but Sasuke has forced my hand." Madara stood up during his tirade and turned to practically spit his orders at the b lack man as if he were a cobra that could spit its venom.

Kisame nodded; glad to be out of that room. He really hoped he could go home soon and forget about all of this after getting his damn money. After this shit was over... he was going back to school.

Sasuke almost gave a cry of protest as his collar was yanked off of his neck forcefully. He saw the older man pocket it and almost cried at the loss, it really did feel like a part of his soul had been ripped away from him. But he showed no outward signs of distress and again looked away from his kidnapper.

Kisame returned not too long after and handed the box to Madara. "So, do you still need me?" he asked, trying to sound conversational and not nervous, but he had a feeling that Madara sensed his anxiety.

"Yes I still need you. You'll be keeping an eye on Sasuke and giving him breaks every hour or so to keep him from getting too seriously injured." With that Madara took a key form his pocket and opened the box with the widest vibrator ever made inside it. He took this out and walked over to the bed so that his defiant nephew could see what a rough night he was going to be in for.

Kisame cringed at the toy that was to be the young man's torture and silently cursed himself for being so addicted to money that he had stooped this low. Nevertheless, he sat down and looked away, not wanting to watch the events unfold.

Sasuke saw the object that was in the box and inwardly panicked. That thing was huge; bigger than anything Naruto had ever used on him, and there was no lube in sight, not that he thought his uncle would let him have that sort of luxury after the way he insulted the man. He would just have to remain strong and not let this affect him. He would just have to think of his brother and Naruto; that should help at least a little.

Madara smirked as he lined the thing up with Sasuke's puckered little asshole and nudged it against the opening. "This will hurt you far more than it will hurt me, my dear nephew. If you'd only behaved like a good boy you might have earned a smaller one." With that the cruel man shoved the thing in place without so much as an ounce of lube or any stretching whatsoever. He wasted no time and turned the vibration to its highest setting right off.

Sasuke gritted his teeth and tried not to satisfy his uncle with a pained cry, even as he felt the tender skin tear and blood was felt sliding down his thighs in a slow stream. He did however jerk his hips as the pain was so overwhelming and a single tear slid down his cheek.

Madara chucked evilly and pushed the thing in further to nail Sasuke’s prostate before pulling back and nailing it again with no regard for Sasuke's bleeding.

"Poor little Sasuke. To think I was going to let you have a night to get adjusted to your new surroundings if you behaved, I should have known better. That blond never did teach his subs much in the way of proper manners." Sugar practically flaked off the older man’s words as he continued to fuck his nephew with the outrageously sized vibrator before turning it on.

Kisame cringed as he saw what Madara was doing to the poor kid and almost made a move to stop the man, but he figured that wouldn't do him any good.

Sasuke tried to stay silent but the pain was just too great. He gave a small yelp of pain as the large toy hit his prostate while the vibrations started full force and clenched his hands into fists. However, no matter how much pain his uncle was willing to subject him to, he was not going to give in and give Madara that satisfaction.

Madara stopped thrusting the toy into Sasuke's ass and patted the boy’s inner thigh affectionately. "I'll leave this on to give you a little something to think about before I decide how I’ll handle your training. Good Night Sasuke. I hope to find you in a better mood tomorrow morning." With that Madara stood up and blew Sasuke a quick kiss before sweeping out of the room with a quick word to Kisame on what to do with the boy and his toy.

Sasuke was left with the vibrator turned on and secured in his ass. He figured it would be all night and the man on the other side of the room was to make sure that Sasuke didn't get too seriously injured. There was no way he was going to be able to push the thing out with the strap securing the toy in his as that encircled both of his thighs. He glanced for a moment at Kisame with tears shining in his eyes. The tears were a byproduct of the abuse and were by no means aimed at Kisame to get any kind of sympathy.

Kisame however, did feel sympathy for Sasuke. He didn't really know the whole story, which was the main reason he didn't want to do anything to compromise Madara's plan, whatever that may be. He turned his gaze away from Sasuke and knew that it was going to be a long night.

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Itachi looked at the clock for what seemed like the millionth time that night. It was passed nine and Sasuke said he'd be done by at the most seven. He watched his master pace the living room of the condo and knew that Naruto felt horrible for letting Sasuke stay late. "I still can't reach him. His phone is off." He said as he hung up the house phone once more.

Naruto stopped his pacing to stare at nothing in particular as his mind conjured up the worst images of Sasuke and any number of reasons he wasn’t home. "Something’s really wrong; I can’t think of a time that he's ever turned his phone off. Can’t you track it or something?'

Itachi shook his head. "No, I took that off his phone once he turned 18." The long haired man looked as miserable as he felt. If only they had just insisted a bit longer then maybe Sasuke would have stayed home. "Maybe we should go to the office and see if he's still there." he suggested as he felt his chest constricting in anguish, but he could be wrong, something might not even have happened.

"Let’s do that; I hate not knowing what's wrong and it's even worse if I just sit on my ass and wait." The blond grabbed the keys to his car and walked to the front door with a quick glance at Itachi. He had a really bad feeling about this whole thing.

It didn't take long for them to get to the parking garage and Itachi immediately got out of the car. "His car is still here and the office lights are off..." He paused as he saw something on the ground, a puddle of some kind, it was small but visible. He pointed it out to Naruto. "Do you know what it is?"

Naruto looked at the spot and squatted to get a good look at it. It wasn’t battery or radiator fluid and he was pretty damn sure it wasn’t blood; he hoped not at least, but that didn’t enlighten him to what it was. Cautiously Naruto stuck his fingers in the puddle and brought them to his nose to see if he could tell what it was. “It’s really diluted but I can almost be sure it’s pepper spray, does Sasuke have pepper spray?”

Itachi hurried over to his master. "Are you sure? Sasuke wouldn't use that unless... Fuck! We have to get home; I think I know what's going on."

Naruto stood up fast enough to make his vision blur and ran around the car to the driver’s seat; seemed his worst fears were coming true but that still left where Sasuke was as a large mystery. After making sure Itachi was safely in, he thrust the key in the ignition before he pulled away from Sasuke's car and the lone puddle of pepper spray that told them that something had happened.

The world suddenly felt constricting and overly bright as Naruto mechanically went back to Itachi's place and more thoughts than usual flitted through his head. "Why would anyone kidnap Sasuke? He's not a threat to anyone."

Itachi sighed and got out of the car once they reached the condo once more. "Madara would... He probably did too. But I doubt it’s about Sai anymore, even though I'm sure he wants him back on principle, but now he's trying to get me. Kidnapping Sasuke will lure me to him." He sat on the couch once he closed and locked the front door and looked at his master with sad eyes. "I wouldn’t even know where to start looking, he has a lot of houses and I doubt Sasuke's at the one that the party was at."

"Are you sure Sasuke’s with Madara? I mean the bastard’s a piece of work but to take Sasuke to get at you? That’s pretty damn low." The blond sighed and dropped onto the couch next to Itachi. He really hoped that his sub was wrong about Madara having Sasuke because if that was the case then getting his Kitty back was going be messy and likely disgusting for all involved.

Naruto put an arm over Itachi's shoulders and drew the distraught man closer and gave him a gentle squeeze. As Sasuke's master he felt terrible at loosing Sasuke but he couldn't imagine loosing family this way. Poor Itachi was probably wringing himself into knots over how he could have kept this from happening. "Don’t worry Itachi, We'll get him back. I promise."

Itachi snuggled into his master's warmth and was grateful to not be going through this alone. "What are we going to do? How are we even going to begin to find him? I know a few houses he has but I'm sure I don't know them all."

"I know it looks hopeless but I know a guy who can help us get him back and I'm pretty sure he's home right now." Naruto tried to sound more confident than he felt and quickly thought of the best way to get a hold of Kakashi. He knew the older man had some training for this kind of thing, being an ex-marine and all; aside form that he wanted to see if Sai might know where Madara would be keeping Sasuke. "Let’s give Kakashi a call and see what he can do to help us. We should probably go outside for this. I don’t want to risk the house being bugged.”

Itachi nodded, anything would be better than doing nothing. He headed outside into the front yard with Naruto and sat on one of the steps leading up to his front door, Naruto right behind him. It was the start of a very unfortunate chapter in their lives but there was still a glimmer of hope to make the ending a happy one.

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