Luna: Hiya people so this is the Prologue for my very first story on here -mumbles to self- Thorne will be happy. . . . . -normal voice- any who enjoy!!! =D

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. . . . . although it would be kind of cool

Luna: oh and before I forget I would like to thank Tellie-Skye for helping me put my story on here so, THANKS A TON!!!!!! -coughs- moving on. . . . .

LJ: I really hope you like it!!!!!!

Luna: . . . .that. . . . was my sister........ who hates yaoi. . . . . which reminds me -yells at LJ- what the hell?!?

LJ: what?!?

Luna: . . . .never mind, anyway yes she doesn't have an account on here and she is the first one to read it and said it was good....... -small smile- once again enjoy



Prologue: My Life So Far

My name is Uzumaki Naruto and I'm a seventeen year old male prostitute. I have no real family and I don't even control my own life. I am owned, like a dog, by one of the worst gangs in this town. I live in the worst place possible but it's the cheapest. There are always bullets on the side walk and bloodstains on the roads. The walls and fences are vandalized with rude things or signs of who owns what.

My room mate and only friend, whom is like a brother is also a seventeen year old male prostitute. His name is Inuzuka Kiba and he is owned by the same gang that owns me. I don't like my life style but it was never my choice, Kiba on the other hand, loves this life. We are both in the wrong crowd. Akatsuki, the gang that owns us, chooses our customers which means half of our pay goes to them. We both wear black collars with a red cloud on it to show who we belong to. It makes me sick to be treated like this but it could be worse, can't it?

Itachi, a member of the gang, is my secretive number one customer. The bastard can't keep his hands off of me, just like when Kiba can't keep away from Hidan. I always ask "why?" but then I remember that Hidan is Kiba's drug dealer and always gives him free alcohol. I keep telling Kiba he is either going to die from drugs or about them unless he gets clean but he just laughs. Iruka, our landlord, cares for us as well but like a father, well sort of.

My life is full of blood, guns, gangs and mostly violence but why not love, family or happiness? That's all I want yet I can't have it, as much as I pray, it's always out of reach. My life is a nightmare I can't wake up from. I see people getting robbed in the streets, rapped in alleyways and being killed or beaten on the roads. I can't stand this any more but I can't leave, not without Kiba at least.

Why must life be so cruel? Why do I have this life and not another? These are only some of the questions I ask myself and then a small voice in my head always replies "could be worse" well duh! Stupid voice. I've never been raped, beaten up or robbed, which is good, but I still hate this place and my life.

So this is it.

This is my life so far.


LJ: man...... I never knew Naruto could be a prostitute

Luna: -turns to LJ- .......how the hell do you keep appearing out of thin air like that?!?

LJ: -shrugs-

Luna: -rolls eyes- please be nice and tell me what you thought because this is my first time with this........ thanks

LJ: BYE!!!!!