Never Ending Cycle

I’m not sober all the time

You bring me down at least you try

Until we see this eye to eye

I don’t want you


I must be running out of luck

Cause you’re just not drunk enough to fuck

And now I’ve had it up to here

I don’t, I don’t want you



It took so long to see

You walked away from me

When I need you

Wake up I’m pounding on the door

I’m not the man I was before

Where the hell are you

When I need you

Wake up I’m pounding on the door

I won’t hurt you anymore

Where the hell are you

When I need you

--Wake up (Three Days Grace)


Chapter Six: Wake Up


   It was dark where I ended up. I wondered if I was stuck in the genjutsu placed on me. I’ve heard from Kakashi-sensei that the world created was derived from what the user believes will hurt you the most, breaking you through suffering and past experiences. It opens your weaknesses to the user. Kakashi-sensei never had had a problem with pain. How Itachi managed to pull that weakness out of Kakashi, of all people, was beyond me. Being crucified is the thing I can think of for my sensei. Not the act of being crucified, you must realize, but the purpose behind it. Kakashi thinks rationally and will always pick the lesser of two evils. If he should ever pick the ‘lesser’ and find out that it was the greater, he’d crucify himself; punishment for what he believed in. He’d never show the pain he felt though. I guess it’s an adult thing to hide your pain to make the ones looking up to you feel secure. But I digress.


   I tried to move, but I couldn’t. I felt a thick, rough rope tied around my wrists and hoisting my arms over my head; spread eagle style. My legs were free though, I could feel that and I felt cold all over. A soft, velvet-like fabric brushed against my eyes. No wonder it was dark. I began to use my feet to feel around. I was laying on fabric, that much I knew, and I felt a footboard’s cool, smooth surface. A bed then. No blankets were thrown over me, again the answer to the cold, but how did I…


   The grinding sound of a door sliding across a hardwood floor reached my ears. I immediately tensed. Cold air ran over my form as the door slid open further. I turned toward the sound and searched blindly around with my foot. I must have looked like some kind of maniac doing this; the male form of Justice, the statue of representation of how validity is supposed to be blind to all differences. A hand clamped down on my ankle hard and forced it down onto the plump folds of material I laid on. I went to jerk away on instinct. Another hand came down on my other ankle and held me in place. My knees desperately tried to bend up to pull away as I felt the bed depress from another’s weight on it.


   “You won’t be able to get away Naruto-kun,”


   My blood ran cold. I had completely forgot to think about how I wound up in this place. I began to snap my fingers under the rope around my wrists. I had seen chakra appear flame-like, couldn’t it act like a flame too? Only the sharp snapping sound came to my ears. I couldn’t concentrate my chakra at all! I felt the pads of cool fingertips run up my stomach; my bare stomach. I vied violently for a moment and my body jerked away from the touch. I was naked? The flitting touch of silk brushed against my legs and hips. A slight pressure loomed over me. I couldn’t see Itachi, but I could feel him leaning over me. Every little hair on my body screamed ‘Danger! Struggle! Someone’s too close!’ Believe me, I tried, but I felt so weak. The hairs on my head and neck stood on end as I felt Itachi’s breath on my ear.


   “Might as well stop. You’re chakra is blocked off thanks to me,”


   He licked around the rim of my ear before exploring into the small cavity while occasionally nipping and bitting at the outer part. I cringed and tried to turn my head away from him. Damn, it felt weird. It was the worst feeling I’ve experienced since I had to kill, clean, and de-scale those barracudas. Ugh, that was nasty and those damned things hurt like a bitch when they bit you. A low growl came from my throat. At first, I honestly thought it was Kyuubi, but I realized… if I couldn’t get to my own chakra, what were the chances of trying to get to him and his chakra? I screamed in anger and tried to get away from him. Again, titters and chortles came from Itachi.


   “What did you do to me?! Let me go!”


   “Simple thing really. An injection containing a very unique and hard to find serum. The only place to find it is in that caravan you’ve been staying with Naruto-kun. They like to call it a Chakra Shocker. It blocks all the chakra paths, except for the vital ones, and makes chakra go into ‘hibernation’ so to speak. Even if you tapped into those vital chakra arteries, you couldn’t do anything with the chakra,” His teeth came down on my ear, “And I used it on you,”


   I lifted my knee under his stomach slowly as he talked so he wouldn’t notice; or I hope he wouldn’t notice. I might not have spiritual energy to aid me, but I still had human strength. I felt Itachi’s hand move up my thigh and gripped my hip. I tensed and my reflexes went off. The leg just under him kicked up into his stomach. His body arched up and let go of me, just narrowly avoiding the assault. I could almost feel the smirk arise on his cheeks as his hand came down on my leg and forced it back down onto the mattress. My knee was bent at an odd angle on the bed uncomfortably.


   “Now, now, Naruto-kun, you wouldn’t want to do anything that’ll get you hurt, would you?”


   That was all the warning I got before a loud snap came to my ears. Pain shot up my entire frame from my leg. I couldn’t even cry out there was so much pain there. The choke was caught in my throat and I could just feel it growing and growing until it felt like my whole head was going to burst. I finally caught my bearings and arched off the bed. The ropes around my wrists dug deep into my skin and broke the skin a bit. I never realized how much pain someone could feel without chakra to dull it out. I felt him over me again, molding his frame to mine. His mouth was mere centimeters from mine; I could tell because his breath was tickling my nose.


   “I want to see if what my sources say is true. So be a good boy and stay still for a little while,”


   Well, I’ll be damned if I actually listened to someone, let alone ITACHI. He put all his weight onto me and that’s when I freaked. I didn’t care that the ropes had begun to make my wrists bleed or that I felt extremely heavy from Itachi laying on me. The snap of a button came to my ears; then another and another until there were no more left. I felt his fishnet shirt rub up against my stomach as he forced himself between my thighs. His hands ran down my back and made my body settle more comfortably with his. As I struggled and vied and grappled against everything holding me back, I felt something large and hot press up against my bottom.


   One powerful thrust is all it took to send me into a world of pain; as if my broken leg, bound wrists, and low chakra levels weren’t enough. I’ll give Itachi one thing, he is thorough in his ‘work.’ I felt my insides tear a bit from the strain and unexpected “guest” being inside. I ground my teeth and bit my tongue to keep from as he thrust into me again. I could feel the tearing get worse. The metallic smell of blood filled my nostrils and the warm liquid dripped down onto the sheets.


   “And here I was expecting you to start screaming,”


   His lips encased mine in a not-too-gentle kiss. His tongue tried desperately to spur mine on, but I wouldn’t give him the pleasure. To spite him, I went to bite when his nails dug into my hips again as if to say ‘do it and you’ll be sorry.’ He found his rhythm and I found more torment. Each thrust into me tore the delicate tissue inside me more and I could feel him start to swell. I tried to jerk away from him before he released himself inside me. His mouth slowly pulled away from mine and, no doubt, turned into a cruel smirk. I couldn’t see it, but I knew it was there. I would have loved to hit him as hard as I could right then. I shook all over visibly and my muscles jumped at the rush. I’m willing to bet that even though I hated this whole experience, some sadistic part of my brain enjoyed it way to much. I mustered up a weak growling noise to symbolize just a tiny part of the hatred and rage I felt toward him just then. He finally pulled himself out of me and my body relaxed just a bit. His seed spilt out to join the blood on the bed. My teeth chattered. I couldn’t help it. My toes were trying to burrow into my foot; they were curled so much. Everything seemed to be wrong with me at this point.


   The sharp tip of a kunai hit my skin and I cried out at the unexpected pain. The tip ran down my skin, ripping the flesh, a bit before it was picked up and moved to repeat the process. Down, over, across. Tiny canals of warm crimson ran down my side from my chest. I felt Itachi lean down to the wound and lick over the cuts in one fluid motion.


   “I’m leaving now, Naruto,” A kiss was planted on my chest right where my heart was, “Hope someone finds you soon,”


   There was no weight pressing down on me anymore; no hot breath on my face, no purple nails tunneling into my skin, no exploring tongue over my flesh, no nothing. The room seemed all the more dark; Though I couldn’t see, the cold seemed to be darkness enough. Chills and shakes racked my body and I drew my legs up close, ignoring the pain that shot up my spine from my bottom. My face was getting colder than the rest of me and only then did I realize that the blindfold on my face was soaked; soaked with my tears. I didn’t even hear my own strangled sobs erupting from my throat. I was exhausted at this point and I could do nothing else. The artificial darkness began to seem more and more welcoming as I calmed down. And finally, I fell into a deep slumber.



   Warmth and breathing. I still couldn’t see, but there was definitely something very warm and alive near me. Whether it was some wild animal or person, I couldn’t say. The pads of fingertips ran over my palm and a hand clamped itself on my shoulder. I began to scream and struggle. I still had little to no energy left, but my legendary stamina had to come into play sometime. I twisted and turned on against my restraints and the person’s hands tightened on my shoulders.


   “NARUTO! CALM DOWN!”


   I barely heard the call at all over my screams, but I wasn’t about to do as they said. They’re hands began to snake up to my head and I tried to bite them. Damn. I was getting desperate, but I wouldn’t willingly let someone do… that again to me.


   “Naruto! It’s Sasuke stop!”


   The blindfold came off my eyes and there was Sasuke’s blurry image; From his spiked hair to his dark eyes, he was there. My chest heaved from my breathing tried to catch up with me as I calmed myself. I gulped and scanned the room for any signs of anyone else. There was no one. Sasuke’s hands worked at the bonds on my wrists. That explains why I felt warm and something breathing over me. Silence encased us both. I could only imagine the thoughts running through his head right about now. It has never been this quiet between us, never.


   My wrists hit the pillows next to my head with a soft plop. They were terribly red with blood caked around them. The ropes really did some damage on them.


   “Naruto, you don’t have to-”


   I pushed myself up and wrapped my arms around his neck. My face immediately buried itself into his shoulder. I didn’t care if he didn’t want me touching him or be close to him at the moment. I needn’t comfort now; I think I deserved it. Growing up, whenever something horrible happened, I always relied on myself for comfort. I’d go to my small apartment and curl into bed hugging my pillow close to my chest. It was the closest thing I could get to a parent’s embrace. And it’s funny. I’ve always asked myself ‘what if someone were actually there?’ Would I really willingly cry in front of them and show some sign of weakness, or would I suck it up and declare that nothing’s wrong like usual? I guess nothing’s been this horrible before.


   I sat there with my eyes closed for Kami only knows how long. I was glad that he didn’t push me away or scorn me for being such a baby. But miracles do happen, I suppose. In fact, more than one miracle was about to happen. I felt Sasuke’s arms move and I feared he would try to pry me away, but they snaked around me and pulled me closer. I looked oer to catch his eyes. His face was unreadable.


   “Think nothing of it,”


   No more than a few minutes should have passed as we sat there. I began to get increasingly colder and the chills were coming back. I knew he felt me shiver and he pulled away, taking the warmth with him. Seemingly out of nowhere, he pulled out some gauze and began to wrap my wrists up. I concentrated only on his hands moving around my wrists and skillfully using the gauze. I could see his starless eyes dart up to my chest where Itachi cut. His fingers flew to the petite incisions and traced them tenderly. I winced slightly at the feeling. Sasuke’s eyes narrowed and he withdrew his fingers. I could tell he was upset now. He had that look.


   “What’s wrong?”


   “Itachi,”


   I cringed at the name. The pads of Sasuke’s fingers gently traced the cuts again slowly. I felt each little movement across my skin. He was spelling something, or rather outlining something. U…chi…ha… property. There was only one other Uchiha left other than Itachi and Sasuke damn sure didn’t put those kanji marks on my breast. I reached over and covered the marks with my hand so he wouldn’t stare at them anymore. His gaze averted upwards to me.


   “Forget it,” My voice was low, so unlike my own.


   Sasuke immediately stood up and his sharing an flashed angrily. “Forget it?! What are you saying?!”


   “I’m saying forget about it!”


   I stood up to match him only to double over in pain and fall to the floor. The base of my spine protested against any movement and my leg throbbed like there was no tomorrow. I tried to push myself up and a pair of arms came around my chest. I struggled slightly and bit at his arms.


   “I can’t do it myself! Let me go, asshole!”


   “How is it that I always get stuck cleaning up after you, Naruto?”


   His eyes quickly scanned the room and grabbed at a bundle lying near us. He made me sit down and began to dress me. I shot evil looks at him as he did and he didn’t catch one of them. He grabbed me by the collar and heaved me up off the bed. Before I knew what was happening, we were leaving.




A/N: hahahahaha….. No umm this chapter was really bad in my opinion. Thank you all for the reviews =3 I love them to death. Keep reviewing 8D Editing will be done later… ummm yea nothing else to say. JA!