Please R&R, Thanks ...I think this will be like a two shot or something just the first chapter.


"Down on your knees."

Gaara did as he was told and knelt before the taller, stronger, and older individual who was standing with his arms crossed in front off the sand boy.

The red-head was quavering in absolute fear of the other man. The scariest most aborred person alive was before him. The boy suddenly felt year younger. He was no longer Gaara, the cold-hearted killer. He was merely a puppet in Itachi's sick and twisted game.

A naughty puppet who was soon to receieve a wretched punishment.

Itachi smirked and dropped his cloak to expose bare skin that was barely illuminated in the small dungeon that he had dragged Gaara into. He took a step forward , completely maked now and grabbed Gaara red hair forcefully. Pulling the red locks between his fingers and tighting his grip so hard that the silkly locks of hair threatened to rip from the younger males's scalp. A whimper came fourth from Gaara lips.

"Why?" he croaked out. Itachi just smiled and smacked Gaara across the face, drawing a bit of blood from his lips.

"Because I'm horny, and I want someone..." he leaned down beside Gaara ade whispered into his ear,

"Young."