This story includes Yaoi, thats boy on boy for thoose who don't know, seeing as its Itachi X Sasuke it is also incest, if you don't like it DON'T READ IT There may be some more added pairings later, probarbly involving Naruto *shrugs*

This story is one I started probarbly early this year or late last year XO I had writers block and I am trying to break out of it. This story will probarbly be a long one, sorry this part is about 10 pages long and no sex XD

Anyway this part takes place over time, so theres 'next week' or 'next month's in it XD

The story won't make sense without part one, but it you can't stand no sex then wait for part two which I'm currently writing.

Also beware of OC's, they won't play an important part in the story but they will be part of the escape, can't leave Sasuke and Naruto trapped by Akatsuki forever can we?

Well I'm not proud of this chapter so go easy on me I'd prefer no flames thank you.




Sasuke POV:


I have a strictly love-hate relationship with mornings. On one hand I may be in pain due to Itachi’s visits or if he didn’t show up I feel pleased because I’d had another night without the bastard. Just last month he was visiting me too often; I haven’t seen him for some time now with a bit of luck he’s suffering from some injury… or better yet dead. Not dead. That’s my job. I’m not letting some freaking stranger stroll up and kill him. As Naruto said when Haku feigned killing Zabuza, that wouldn’t be fair, after all I’ve done I’m not going to let things end that way.


Now I’m worried. If he’s dead- then my life has been meaningless… Why do I have the urge to make sure he’s alright? I’m not doing it. I’m not a fool.


Foolish little brother.


No you’re wrong.


You are weak.


I am not.


Why are you so weak? Because…


No, no, no, no, no, no.  Shut up I don’t want to hear it, out of my mind, think of something else anything.


You lack hatred.


BANG!!!


There’s a new hole in my wall. My hand is bleeding; it took so much effort not to use the Chidori, I just punched right through it. It would have to be this wall, one of the harder ones made of wood, rather then flimsy dry wall. My hand is still in a fist, there’s blood running down my arms, red, red is my favorite color. I used to like blue but ever since Itachi murdered the family I realized I prefer red. Red is blood, blood is death, death is revenge.


I’m going to have to fix that hole. I have all the stuff I need, this wouldn’t be the first time I punched a hole in the wall… But now I’m going to have a wooden wall… with a plaster spot on it, it’s going to look stupid. It can’t be helped. My stomach is reminding me that it’s time for breakfast and I don’t feel like eating, I’m too pissed off. I rarely eat breakfast, I either feel too depressed, too sick or too angry.


So… What to do with the rest of the day… Take a walk around the village, have lunch, train until I can barely walk, go home, cook dinner, eat, pray to all that is holy that Itachi doesn’t decide to visit me again and go back to sleep. What a fucking life.


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Next month

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I found an interesting letter in my letterbox this morning. It’s from Itachi. But it’s not just a small note, there are several pieces of paper inside the envelope, most are very old. I have read them all twice and now I’m going through them a third time. I almost ripped them when I first read them, then I decided against it, it’s some kind of reminder of my past, the only other things I have are photo’s, most family pictures have Itachi’s face cut out of them. I still have a few I haven’t ‘edited’ and every time I see them my Sharingan activates and I usually punch something, hence all the plaster spots on the walls around the house.


There’s a picture in this one too, I framed this and its sitting on my bedside table right next another photo of my parents. They look so happy; smiling, holding each other would this be what they had been like in their final moments? Holding each other as they shared their last few second before that bastard killed them? I’d like to think so. But the picture he gave me didn’t have our parents in it; it was me… and him. I don’t like to think I had ever looked so pleased in his presence. We were sitting in the park together, when mother said she wanted to take a photo Itachi had pulled me into his lap, mother didn’t have to ask me to smile because I was grinning like crazy, despicable really.


There had been a sticky note stuck to the back of that with the words ‘Weren’t you cute Sasuke?’….


I ripped that note as soon as I looked at it. The nerve of him.


With the other letters they were mostly old ones I had sent to him once when he was on a long mission. I still had his replies somewhere in our old house but obviously he’d kept his, my writing was slightly messy, my spelling atrocious and don’t get me started on the grammar. There were also a few side notes our parents had written and sent along with mine, they were so proud of him, mothers notes were full of love and fathers while short it was easy to tell he was expressing his pride. They had no idea he’d grow up into a mass murderer.


Other then all those notes there was one he had written himself. It was mainly about me, how he had enjoyed my company and that he would… ugh, ‘visit’ me again soon. But he also had a long reminiscence which left me in tears every time I read it. That was about it, I was left with a few empty compliments (none which I hadn’t heard before) and then told me he wished I could write back but he had no fixed address. Bugger, if he had an address I’d know where to go in order to kill him.


I’m not looking forward to whenever ‘soon’ is. I suppose he guessed that if he told me I’d insure to be somewhere else. So now I’ll just try to stay away from home as much as possible. That doesn’t sound good. I like to be alone, but if I’m alone I’m generally vulnerable. Even the Dobe is better then nothing… I can’t believe I just thought that. He’s worse then nothing… Maybe even worse then Sakura? I hate my teammates honestly none of them have half a brain, even Kakashi has been caught off guard too much to be considered a genius.


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That afternoon

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“What? Why should I? I HATE you remember?”


I should never have asked Naruto if I could stay at his place for awhile. Still if I asked Sakura she’d be constantly hitting on me and asking Kakashi would be just plain weird god knows what he does in his spare time besides reading perverted books.


“I swear to god I will never ask for your help again”

“I am not sharing my house with a bastard like you!”

“Well then you can stay at mine”

“…. YOU’RE AFRAID OF THE DARK AREN’T YOU?!?! HA HA HA HA HA!!!!!!! SASUKE IS A PUSSY!!”


This is exactly how I expected him to behave when I asked for him to keep me company.


“I am not afraid of the dark…. I’m just sick of being alone”

“Liar, and even if it was the truth I still wouldn’t do it!”

“My house is being targeted by an enemy and I think he’s too gutless to bother me while you’re around, he’ll get frustrated and eventually leave, that’s the truth are you happy now?”

“S-so it would be like a mission right?”

“Yes”

“I’LL DO IT! I’LL GET MY THINGS PACKED!!!!!!!!”


And with that Naruto ran off laughing. I’m going to regret telling him that because afterwards he’ll tell Sakura he saved my life again or something dramatic in hopes of getting her to like him. I have realized he’s infatuated with her, he can have her she’s too bothersome for me.


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That night

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“You know I didn’t say to pack the kitchen sink…”

“Nonsense! It’s my bathroom sink I need it so I can brush my teeth!”

“… I already have a bathroom sink you can use that”

“I’m not sharing with you! You have cooties!”

“….Idiot there’s no such thing”

“YES THERE IS! AND YOU SHOULD KNOW BECAUSE YOU’RE COVERED IN THEM!”


Amazing, he’s so obnoxious and actually packing a sink? I can’t even imagine what is in all his bags.


“What’s in the bags?”


Naruto pointed to a pile of blue bags, “Those five are full of cup ramen and the green ones over there have tins of sweet red bean soup. The big black has my pillows, blankets and pajamas and my other sleeping stuff. That red one had my toothpastes and tooth brushes, the purple one has my hair gel, hair brush and other hair products and…”


This continued for a good twenty minuets.


“And that’s all, I ran out of bags eventually”

“I’m not surprised”

“What? I only packed the essentials!”

“The essentials? For the love of god you brought a sink with you that is not an essential”

“Argh! Shut up, shut up! You’re not the boss of me I can pack whatever I want!”

“Yeah whatever, take your bags inside I’ll let you use the spare room… Your bags won’t all fit in there though…”

“Bugger! I’ll have to find more space”


With a cry of “Shadow clone jutsu!” about fifty clones of Naruto appeared and carried his bag inside all of them complaining about how heavy the bags were. Then when the clones were finished one of them ran up to Naruto and punched him in the face.


“You bastard! Those are heavy!” it yelled.


There were several yells of agreement and all I could do was watch in amazement as they proceeded to beat the crap out of Naruto, as soon as he was able to he released the jutsu and mumbled about how useless the clones could be.

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Next Week

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My god, what the hell is going on? Where’s Naruto? This isn’t my house, oh god Naruto, is that him on the floor? Is he dead? This is my fault, if I hadn’t- my head hurts, there’s blood on my face… there’s blood all over Naruto, if that bastard killed him I swear I’ll rip his head off.

“Naruto? Naruto are you alive? Dobe?” I say as loudly as I can, a choked whisper, my throat is dry and burning, perhaps I have been poisoned? It would explain why I have a headache, or maybe I just hit my head on something?

Shit, he’s not moving. Naruto isn’t moving, I might have hated his guts but I never wanted him to die, much less at Itachi’s hands. No one deserves that, except maybe Itachi himself. I’m so sorry Naruto, so sorry- did he just move? Yes I’d know that angry grunt anywhere he’s alive.

“Dobe!”

“Shut up Sasukeeeee!!!! I’m trying to sleep!” I hate it when he drags my name out like that, he acts like a 4 year old!

“Naruto you idiot, have you any idea where we are?!?!”

“No, BUT NEITHER DO YOU!!!”

“Shush!”

He rolls over to look at me and I can see amusement printed across his face, “Haha! You’re tied up and I’m not! I’d like to see you even try to twitch a finger! Who’s the Dobe now? Who’s the Dobe now Sasuke? Hahahahaha!! You look like an idiot!!! Hahahaha!!”

What an idiot. He hasn’t noticed his hands are tied. I look about quickly, stone walls, a rusty iron door, there’s a faint smell of piss. This is a fucking prison or something, well minus the crazy inmates.

“Wait my hands are-? FUCK!! LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT!”

Scratch that, I do have a crazy inmate. Not to mention there are surely others around here somewhere, Naruto has started yelling again and I can vaguely here someone yelling back at him to tell him to shut up.

As if realizing we weren’t alone Naruto shut his trap for a moment listening to whoever else was around.

“Vesper, can you see anything? Who is it who’s yelling his head off? Is it the one who came in last night?” came a voice from what would appear to be the cell across from us.

“When I find out who he is he’s dead, as soon as I get out of here…” A loud crackling noise started up and what looked like a fiery eye came through the little barred window in the iron door, it retreated soon after, I have never seen a jutsu like it before… “Zarigani! Zarigani it’s the Kyuubi! He has whiskers on his face; the damn Akatsuki caught the fucking Kyuubi! We’re screwed! We are screwed!”

There were several yells of anger and moans of disappointment, there are obviously a lot more people in here then I originally thought.

“Shaddup you bunch of losers, it’s not all that bad, Dokumi said someone in that cell has an amazing amount of chakra, surely that would overcome the chakra restriction?” someone in the cell next to them growled.

“You guys, the ones who were just bought in, your names are Naruto and Sasuke right? I have heard of a Konoha team, which contained the Kyuubi and the last Uchiha, well last other then Itachi,” that was the one known as Zarigani, there was muffled laughing, from further away.

“Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, we all fall down, death, decay. So much death, so much blood, massacre, Uchiha’s all underground now, and both survivors are male? One’s an Akatsuki the others in here, the clans doomed.”

“Shut up, you don’t know anything!” I snarl, I am aware of Naruto saying something to Zarigani and Vesper joining in.


The sound of a door creaking silenced everyone, there’s a sense of fear in the air, footsteps then suddenly the voice of the one who had been insulting the Uchiha clan spoke up.

“Fish face! Fish face set me free right now or I’ll kill the guy on the floor! I swear I’ll do it fish face”

Fish face? That must be the bastard who’s always with Itachi…

“Be quiet you pathetic creature, you’re already close to death as it is”

“Murder me then Bluey!”

There was a loud splat and a gasp sounded from one of the other cells. The smell of blood filled the air.

“Dokumi…” Muttered Vesper.

Footsteps and then the ugly blue face of the shark in the tiny window, I heard Naruto growl he obviously recognized him.

“Sasuke, Itachi-san has sent for you, unfortunately he couldn’t come down to get you himself eh?” The blue man said as he fumbled with what must be keys and finally the door swung open, if I could get up I would try to knock the blue bastard down.

I look at Naruto as I’m picked up roughly by the ropes binding my arms together, I can feel them cutting into my skin its agony, I glance quickly at Naruto his face has changed to a genuinely scared expression, I haven’t seen him look like this for a long time.

“What’re you doing with Sasuke you freak?! Leave him alone don’t you dare drag him off to face that other bastard!” Naruto yells, his expression has changed to angry one I’m more use to seeing.

Ignoring him Kisame pulled me from the room and shut the door again, I look around at the other cells, Vesper’s face is peering out at me from one solemnly she then winks and nods towards the cell Naruto was occupying. I can only hope they have something planned, Naruto is still yelling out obscenities some of which I can’t understand, most of them sound made up.

“You blue-faced slobberdonker thingledangar!” he yells, definitely making them up its almost pathetic.

Naruto’s voice faded away as I dragged out of the hallway with all the cells, passing the one where that bitch Dokumi’s voice had come from I saw blood everywhere, the bodies of Dokumi herself and a man who was coughing and spluttering with his back turned to the door. All the cells have contained at least two people, meaning the cells must all be full, why is Akatsuki holding so many prisoner? This is all a mystery and thinking about it is causing me distress, the pain in my arms soon pulls me from my thoughts about it though….

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I have no idea how long it has been since Kisame first took me from the cell, my arms are bleeding and feel like they’re on fire. I have been dumped in a room which smells vaguely of Itachi and dust he hasn’t been in here for awhile, the door is shut and I can hear Kisame leaving. The smell of the room is comforting. I know it well I did live with him for the early years of my life. I lift my head to avoid breathing in the dust in the carpet, I soon realize its too difficult and roll over so I’m looking up at the ceiling, there are cobwebs in the corners and surely spiders everywhere, I don’t like that thought I like to keep things clean, still it beats the cell.

I must have fallen asleep at some point because I’m now on the bed, my arms have been cleaned and bandaged and I feel slightly dizzy again from sleeping when I wasn’t tired. I strain my ears listening for the slightest sound to betray my enemy’s position, running water, I look around seeing light coming from under a door to one side, perhaps he’s showering? It makes sense that there’d be a bathroom here somewhere, he must have lived here before the Akatsuki split up into pairs to capture the bijuu. Well I suppose seeing as I’m tied to the bed now I’ll just have to wait until he decides to show up…

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Meanwhile

Naruto’s POV:

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Those bastards took Sasuke! Itachi could be killing him by now, no, no, no I have to escape, I have to rescue Sasuke and all these other people in the cells and get them to safety, I’ll kill the Akatsuki and go back to Konoha, they’ll have to make me Hokage after that! Everyone’ll respect me, Kakashi-sensei, Sakura-chan, Konohamaru, EVERYONE. I should really be thinking of a plan now… damn it! Why is it so hard!

“Kyuubi? Hey Kyuubi you still awake?”

“YES OF COARSE I’M AWAKE HOW COULD I SLEEP AT A TIME LIKE THIS?!?!?!” I yell at the person who disturbed me from my thoughts.

“I said before that I knew how we could escape,” oh she knows how to escape this is my lucky day… other then being caught by the Akatsuki that is, “The cells have some kind of protection barrier on them, a chakra restriction, however you can overload it and then you’d be able to use chakra meaning we could all escape. All we need is someone with a hell of a lot of chakra, that’s you and then we all escape and get out of this hell hole.”

“But my hands and feet are tied up, I can’t make hand signs to focus my chakra”

I guess they never thought of that, so much for knowing how to escape.

“I can fix that, I can burn through the rope about your hands”

“How? You can’t use chakra?”

“Do you believe in fire spirits?”

“Huh?”

“Never mind, alright this could burn a little…”

Fire comes in through the barred window again, the eye that Sasuke and I had seen before and something else that looked like a hand, the hand reaches toward me and burns through the rope on my hands, I then untie my feet myself, then it disappears out the window again.

“Awesome! Now let’s get this started!”

“NO!” both Zarigani and Vesper yell as soon as I begin the hand signs for ransengan.

“Why not? I’m free aren’t I?”

It was Zarigani’s voice that answered me, “Naruto if you do it now we’d have to leave without your friend.”

“No I’ll go get Sasuke myself!”

“You will not, you cannot try to overpower Akatsuki, all of them at once anyway it’s a death sentence, trust me I should know, for now you have to behave as if your still tied and wait for Sasuke to be bought back then you can break the barrier and we’ll all escape” he explained, “besides you don’t even know where Sasuke is.”

He’s got a point I suppose but waiting around here is just going to drive me insane there’s nothing to do! I can’t even practice my jutsu!

“Oh yeah, what are you guys doing in here anyway?”

“They believe each one of us knows something about the bijuu, perhaps who they are sealed within, or where they can find them or something like that. I happen to know where one of them is, but I’m not telling. Vesper here however is believed to be a jinchuuriki, she says she’s not though, keeps saying she’s a fire spirit and that if they want to prove she’s not they should throw water on her and see if she dies, now that you’re here however they might finally realize Vesper doesn’t have a demon within her, how many of the bijuu have fire powers?”

“Uh I don’t know?”

“I’m assuming there are very few”

“Kyuubi, your from Konoha, tell me what is it like these days? I haven’t been there in over 50 years”

“Umm its in ruins, being rebuilt still I think”

“Depressing, it was such a prosperous village, goodnight”

Goodnight? I don’t like this rude old person. She’s over 50? Probably grey as a mouse by now.

“Hey how dare you go to sleep on me!?!?!?” I yell I can’t tolerate this crap.

“It’s too late Naruto she’s already sleeping, Vesper is by her last count about 200 years old she gets tired easily”

“About 200? What is she?”

“I already said she believes herself to be a ‘fire spirit’ I’m not sure I believe her though, now I myself must ‘hit the sack’ I’m exhausted today has been rather exiting, a death and two new inmates, a very eventful day, g’night.”

Gee people sure like to sleep here, must be from not eating enough… I wonder when they bring food around… I could do with some ramen or red bean soup right now…

To be continued