Behind Blue Eyes

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any of the Characters. The plot however, is mine


Hey Guys! I'm back again! I would really like to apologize for not writting any new stories. But me and my friend have written another good one that I think you all will like.

Alright.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto characters, but I do own the plot, along with my friend Elidmor, who helped me write it.


Begin!


~With a soft groan, Itachi returned to the realm of consciousness. He opened his eyes slowly blinking blearily as he tried to take in his surroundings, or lack thereof. He couldn't see a thing, it was so dark.

He was laying on something soft, a bed perhaps. He frowned slightly; he couldn't remember how he had gotten there. He tried sitting up, only to be held back by something that had him tied down. His wrists and ankles protested under the hold. He tried feeling what it was to feel the cold metal against his fingers. His head pounded, and his head fell back with a groan.

"What...." he murmured. He opened his eyes which he didn't even realize that he closed, and opened his mouth.
"Hello?" he called out, his voice cracking from disuse. He looked around, even though he couldn't see a thing.
"Hello?" he called, his voice raising a little.

There was breathing in the room.

Itachi turned his head sharply in the direction he heard the breathing. He felt a tingle of fear trail down his spine and the hairs on the back of his neck stood up. He shivered a little.
"H-hello? Someone there...?" he called out.


"How does it feel?" asked a voice slowly.

Itachi was looking around slowly, breathing through his mouth, sweat making his long bangs stick slightly to his forehead.
"W-what? What are you talking about...?" he asked slowly, his voice quivering slightly. He tried pulling at his binds again.


A hand slid down his stomach. Someone was smelling him. "To be in fear?"

Itachi flinched under the touch, trying to get away from it. The things holding his limbs rattled with his movement. His heart pounded in his chest.
"W-what is this…?" he asked slowly, trying to keep his voice steady but it shook a little.


He smirked, lips licking the sweat off his neck.

Itachi let out a small gasp, his chest heaving a little. He tried moving away and the chains rattled. He was breathing through his mouth, his chest heaving a little. He looked around blindly, trying to see the figure. He was shaking slightly.
"S-stop it."
A hand slid between his legs. "Erm?"

Itachi tilted his head back with a gasp, it ending off in a slight whimper. He tried scooting away.

"Teiryuu...onegaishimasu...” he whispered. He tried closing his legs but the metal around his legs kept him from doing so. He let out a hiss when he felt the metal cut into his ankle.
He moaned. "So soft..,"
Itachi panted, struggling in the binds.

"S-stop!!" he said, his voice rising. He looked at where his hands were, pulling and twisting. He felt the metal scrape against his wrist and he let out another hiss. "Itai..." he muttered.

Something slid into his ass. Something large.

Itachi threw back his head whimpering. He felt himself stretching uncomfortably, pain shooting up his spine.
"Stooop...” he felt his voice crack. His hands balled into fists and he shook, feeling a burning sensation in his eyes.


It thrusted in. “oh god yesss." he groaned.


Itachi threw his head back, crying out loudly.
"A-ah!!" he felt himself tear at the forceful entry. There were tears in his eyes. The scent of blood made itself known and Itachi whimpered, tugging at the cuffs.

They didn’t stop.

Itachi cried out, letting out a sob. He stopped fighting after a while, just taking it. He sobbed quietly. His wrists and ankles were rubbed raw and bloody from his struggling.

The person went harder and faster before releasing. They groaned and withdrew.


Itachi whimpered, shutting his eyes tightly as he felt tears trail down his cheeks. His thighs were sticky with his blood and semen.


"Now for the real fun..," something sharp dug into Itachi's stomach.


The police were all over the area. "This is one sick fuck..." growled Asuma.

Kakashi was silent as he ran a hand through his silver hair, his before shoving his hands into his pockets. He surveyed the area.
"Tell me about it...” he muttered. He held a camera, to take pictures of the scene.

Asuma went outside covering his face.

Kakashi looked at the mess, taking pictures of the corpse. He took pictures of the surrounding areas. He places markers near spots silently. He took pictures of the pale male's wrists and ankles, the overall damage of the body. He backed away silently, looking to the others.
"Alright...take some notes, and anything I missed." he said to them, before going outside to join Asuma.
"Well....How are we supposed to break it to the family...?" he said softly, lowering his camera.

Asuma coughed. "i don t know..."

Kakashi sighed.
"Kami..." he muttered.

He sighed. "Lets go..." he stood


Kakashi pushed himself from the wall, stretching a little. He rubbed at his clothed chin.
"Yeah...gotta head back to the station to get these developed." he said, motioning to the camera.

Asuma nodded "alright seeya.."

Kakashi waved to him as he got in the police car, heading back to the station.


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