The Turning Away

Yes I know it’s been nearly three months since I last updated, but I did warn you that I might not be able to write with what has been going on in the manga. I really feel like I’m being tortured by it, it’s just not fair! Anyway, I have been able to get my head together lately and got back to this. I actually had parts of this chapter written, I just had to put them together coherently. Which I have and I’m satisfied, even though there’s no big sex scenes, he does get a new partner near the end. Last time I was off to a con to see three of the English voice cast, man talk about yummy men! And Kakashi’s voice actor, oh yeah… And he bent over in front of me, still fanning myself over that! Ironically he has very little hair on his head. I hope he comes back again, someone gave him an acubra hat and he looked real good in it. Anyway, here’s hoping that Masashi Kishmoto will get around to ending the torture. I can’t say any more because I don’t want to spoil it for anyone, even though I know a lot of other people have. I still live in hope….. and I hope you enjoy this.

The Turning Away continued
By Fyrbyrd


And so his life proceeded. Taken from his cell at times when Kabuto was free, to the exam room where he was serviced by Kabuto as many times as he could, before back to the cell. There he would lay or sat, wondering what he had done to have everything come down to this. He’d been living with his depression for a long time, but on the outside he had other things to take his mind off of it. There in the cell there was nothing to take his mind off, and it was wearing on him. He hardly spoke now; Kabuto was not interested in anything he had to say. The only sounds he wanted to hear were from his cruel pleasure from Kakashi’s body.

When Kabuto did not come to him that need gnawed at him, sometimes he wondered if Kabuto came later so that he would suffer a little more. The bastard had been the one to do this to him; he understood the torture he was putting Kakashi through. The need and the not wanting Kabuto to be the one to fulfill it. Not having any chakra after relying on it for so long, having the freedom to move about as he wished. Solitude he could handle, he had long been used to being alone, he had always kept others from getting close to him, mainly because they all died. The freedom to move about, to train, to make himself stronger, that gnawed at him as much as the need. And the longer he remained there, the less he could bring them to mind, to help him escape the monotony of his present life. At least being taken for sex with Kabuto got him out, and he felt strange looking forward to it.

Of course, Kabuto tested him and it really did not take too much time to achieve his purpose. But just because he had been impregnated, did not mean that the need did not completely leave him. Kabuto knew this, and though he decided not to bring Kakashi from his cell for sex anymore, he chose to visit Kakashi in his cell when he wanted to satisfy his lust. Kakashi then only left when Kabuto checked on the progress of his child. He had to make sure the man was eating, taking care of himself that way, he had already warned him that if he did not then the would find himself strapped to the bed and force fed. Kabuto ordered a camera for the cell, taking away all of Kakashi’s privacy, but he wanted him monitored to be sure that the child survived. Kakashi couldn’t even use the toilet and tiny shower without being watched.

Kabuto visited the monitor room more than he did the cell.

Two guards sat watching the few monitors set up in the prison.

“So how’s my pet doing,” he asked coming into the room. He looked on the monitor to see Kakashi lying on his bed looking at the ceiling.

“What he does all the time now. He hardly moves much, he’s much more boring to watch than the corridors.”

“Does he eat?”

“Yes sir, he eats. Slowly, but he eats. Can’t understand it, he’s getting bigger around the stomach, yet he only eats the rations he gets.”

Kabuto smiled, they didn’t know of his experiment, just that there was one happening. “Well I want the monitor off for an hour, I’ll be back to make sure you did so.”

“Yes sir,” they answered and turned off the monitor. Once Kabuto was gone they shook their heads together, they suspected what Kabuto did to the prison, but they valued their lives too much to look. One guard had crossed the man; he had turned into one of Kabuto’s experiments that was enough for them not to want to peek.

Kabuto entered the cell, Kakashi had not moved. He looked down at the mound of Kakashi’s belly. He was more than six months along now. “You know lying about like you do all day is not a good thing. I order you to get up and move about, I will know if you don’t and I’ll have to punish you, you know you don’t want me to punish you and you know that I can without harming my child. Now get up, I’ll take you against the wall again.”

Kakashi nodded and got up the ragged yukata he wore slid from his body to the floor, he wore nothing underneath. He walked over to the wall and leaned against it with his legs parted.

“Such a good pet,” Kabuto said leaning around to rub his hands over Kakashi’s belly, over his child. Then he pulled back took a tube of lubricant from his pocket and began working on loosening up Kakashi’s ass. Once he was satisfied, he lowered his pants, slathered his cock before thrusting into Kakashi.

There was no sounds coming from his prisoner, and he was no longer participating. The need seemed to have finally passed. But Kakashi obeyed him each time he came to the cell for sex, did what he wanted. Kabuto took his pleasure, but at a shorter time than he used to. Once it was over he pulled up his pants.

“You’re no fun anymore. I won’t bother with this. But I will keep a closer eye on you for the sake of the child,” he turned Kakashi around the face him, ran his hand over the mound again and felt a tiny kick at his hand. “Mmm, lively. That’s good.” He pulled his hand away, “Do as I have ordered, you won’t like the punishments I can come up with if you don’t.” He left the cell.

Kakashi picked up the yukata and wrapped it around his body, then lay back on his bed, his hand straying to the movement of his belly. It stayed there only a short time before falling back to the bed.

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Kabuto smiled as he lifted the baby out of the man, a girl. A daughter. His daughter. He wrapped her in the towel and cleaned her off.

“A girl Kakashi. She will be the strongest Kunoichi ever I’m sure. Being the issue of two men, two strong Jounin,” he said and he finished and turned to look at the other man. “Well, you were the strongest in Konoha once, I’m sure she’ll inherit that.”

He carried her over to a cradle and lay her down then returned to look at the conscious man. Kabuto had not wanted the baby to have any trauma, so once Kakashi had gone into labor he had numbed the man’s body, cut him open and taken the child. Now he stood there healing the caesarian cuts. “Consider this a reward for carrying my child to term. I may have further use for you, so I need you whole.” He finished up then moved back to the cradle, picked it up and came back beside Kakashi.

“Don’t hurt her,” rasped out Kakashi, the words husky from long non use.

“Why would I hurt her? She's my child. Oh… I remember, you think I’ll experiment on her like I said I would once. No, not going to happen. I think I’ll teach her to be more like me instead.” He moved away and left.

A little while later guards came and took him back to his cell. He didn’t seem to care that they were rough with him. He didn’t seem to care at all.

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Naruto was bouncing along the road on his way to Ichiraku when he saw Iruka heading away from there, holding a bundle in his arms that looked suspiciously like a child.

“Iruka,” he shouted as he approached.

The man in question adjusted the slightly frightened child and his bags of food in his arms. “Oh hi Naruto, you’re back.”

“Yeah, it’s been a while.”

“You’ve grown.”

“And who’s this little one, still taking in strays?”

“Not this time Naruto, meet Masashi, my son.”

Naruto’s mouth fell open. “I never knew you were seeing anyone.”

“It happened after you were gone, quite unexpectedly.”

“Oh, who is she?” He saw Iruka’s face fall.

“Masashi’s mother is MIA.”

“Ah, oh, I’m sorry Iruka,” and he reached across to touch the small child’s face. “He sure is a cute one; this flash of white hair is sort of unusual.”

Again Iruka looked sad, “That’s from his mother. Look Naruto, I need to get him home. Come by and see us tomorrow if you can.”

“Sure,” answered Naruto and he watched his former teacher go off with his son.

Naruto was glad that Masashi at least had Iruka to look after him, but he wondered about the missing mother. His stomach growled and he continued on to the ramen bar. It was not much later that Jiraiya joined him.

“Figured I’d find you here.”

“I thought you were busy with Tsunade.”

“Oh she chased me away, so I thought I’d come find you.”

“I saw Iruka, he has a little boy.”

Jiraiya nodded as he began to eat the bowl put in front of him.

“Do you know anything about the boy’s mother? I never knew Iruka had a girlfriend. He said she was MIA.”

“Yes I heard that.”

“So, what do you know about her?”

Jiraiya shrugged his shoulders. “There are quite a few MIA at the moment, Naruto, including someone you care about.”

“Huh? Who?”

“Your former sensei was captured by Sound.”

“Kakashi.”

“That was more than a year and a half ago.”

Naruto stopped eating. He couldn’t believe that Kakashi had been missing for that long.

“No one has been able to find out what happened to him. But it has been learned that Kabuto has been doing experiments for Orochimaru on captives.”

“You don’t think he’s done something to Kakashi, do you?”

“It’s been a long time with no word on him. No one has ever been able to get close to Orochimaru’s base… Sasuke’s there too.”

Naruto turned back to his food. Two people that were close to him were in Orochimaru’s clutches. One by choice and one not, and that one might not even be alive. He didn’t even notice that Jiraiya had avoided his questions.

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Kakashi was tired; his confinement was truly starting to affect him now. He couldn’t even remember the last time he had seen the sky, felt a breeze on his skin. They didn’t allow him out of his cell, and he had few visitors especially since Kabuto had lost all interest in him. His body was hurting again, and that he hated a lot.

He tried to walk around his small cell to get some exercise, but he grew bored with even trying that. He wished so badly that he could use his chakra again, it had been so long denied from him, he wasn’t sure how they resealed it. He could do nothing. He sat down on his bed and stared at the floor he knew so well. He didn’t understand why they were keeping him alive, what use was he to them after so long.

The door to his cell opened and he looked up to see who had come in. It came as a bit of a shock to find himself looking into the eyes of his former student, Sasuke.

Sasuke stepped into the cell and nodded for the door to be closed behind him.

“What do you want?” asked Kakashi, his throat sounding raw as he spoke, “Come to gloat or inspect one of Kabuto’s experiments.”

“I understand the experiment he performed on you was successful. And let’s just say I might have a use for that experiment.”

Kakashi gasped as he looked over at the other and watched him undo the rope at his waist.

“I mean to restore my clan, and who better to help me than someone who has mastered the use of their Sharingan?”

Kakashi got to his feet and backed away. This was not something he had ever thought would happen. “No.”

“Yes,” said Sasuke stripping the rest of his clothes off and advancing on him.

Kakashi was backed against the wall when Sasuke reached him. “What’s wrong? You gave it up to Kabuto, why not me?”

“No please, don’t do this.” begged Kakashi.

Sasuke was as tall if not taller than him now, and he was weak, he knew he could not fight the younger man; he had nothing to fight with. He had turned his face away as Sasuke approached him.

“Sorry sensei, but you are the perfect carrier for me. I won’t hurt you, and I know you’ve done this before.” He ripped the rags from Kakashi’s body well aware that the man was not putting up any kind of fight. “You’ve had two already have you not?”

“Please Sasuke,” there was a tear rolling down Kakashi pale face. The gnawing need resurfacing with a vengeance, as if sensing a way to be appeased.

Sasuke lifted a hand a lifted away the tears. “I won’t hurt you, and if you cooperate I will try to make things better for you here.” His other hand was touching the thin naked body before him.

Kakashi turned his face then and nodded, allowing Sasuke to lift him onto the bed. The young man teased his former teacher’s nipples and glided over his groin, but he got down to the business of preparing him for his body’s invasion.

Kakashi simply laid back, his hands lightly on Sasuke’s arms as the other readied him, before pushing inside of him and taking him until they both came. It was the first of many visits the young man would make to the cell.


TBC