Title: Taken

Author: SomethingIDontknow

Rating: M (For gay romance/sex)

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any of it's characters. It'd be one twisted show if I did.

Author's Note: I did this as a request for a friend of mine. It came out better than I hoped. I was expecting something… I dunno… bad, I guess. Well, reviews are much loved, flames will be used for sacrifices. I'll take Naruto requests, but I only do Akatsuki pairings.

Kakashi woke up groggy. Unusual for a shinobi of his caliber. He couldn't quite shake it. He opened both eyes slowly, blinking even more slowly. He was warm, faintly exhausted, and his right wrist ached. He attempted to lift said aching limb only to have it jerked back. He felt the cold circlet of handcuffs restraining him. Handcuffs? He tried to sit up but his lower back ached and his arms trembled when he tried to push himself up. His left hand came up to touch his face. His mask was missing. Well, at least his left hand could move. He took a moment to take stock. His right hand was bound, left was free. He was lying on his right side. He was covered in a light sheet only up to his waist. He felt naked. Kakashi's entire body tightened when a warm arm wrapped around his waist and a hot, lithe body pressed itself to his back. What was going on?

He waited a few panicked heartbeats. Listening. He thought he could detect a soft hissing sound. Nonsense, it was only his… what was that? There was a soft weight against his thigh. It shifted. A snake. There was a snake slithering across his thigh. It was too dark to see what color the reptile was, but deep down, Kakashi knew he didn't need to see what color it was to know whose it was. Orochimaru.

Orochimaru. the thought of the man, the heat of the body behind him, the snake that had just escaped the bed, and the persistent ache in his wrist and lower back spurred his next action. With a faint whimper, he jerked free of the arm around his wrist and rolled out of the bed. With a grunt, he hit the floor, jerking his right arm hard. The bed was fairly high so the fall had been considerable. Even so, he could only kneel at the bedside before his arm was jerked back by the cuffs. "Kakashi?" a soft voice breathed his name. he attempted to scramble backwards but his hand was firmly restrained. His back twinged and he whimpered almost imperceptibly. Long, thin fingers settled comfortingly on his aching wrist. The fingers were warm, soothing. "Kakashi, did you fall?" a harsh laugh clawed it's way out of his throat. "fall!?" Kakashi laughed, nearly hysterical, "fall!? you bastard!" the fingers on his wrist slid up his arm. "please, don't be angry." the world must have been ending. Orochimaru. orochi-fucking-maru was asking him not to be angry? Kakashi probably went insane in that moment. He slouched forward, knocking his head against the sideboard.

Those warm fingers had reached his shoulder and were now caressing the junction of neck and shoulder. "stop it." Kakashi whispered, tugging at his bond. "you liked it enough last night." Kakashi flinched at that. "what have I done?" he asked himself. He looked up at the pale face staring down at him. "what did you do to me." it stopped being a question about halfway through. Orochimaru sighed and turned back to his side of the bed. He stood and wrapped a white silk robe around himself. He went around the bed to the collapsed Kakashi. He pulled a small key from the pocket of his robe and unlocked the handcuff that kept Kakashi to the bed. The leaf ninja considered bolting, but a throb of pain through his back stopped him. The raven haired man slipped a black silk robe over Kakashi's naked body before cuffing his hands in front of him. Orochimaru leaned in, pressing his body against Kakashi's and rubbing his temple against the leaf nin's cheek. Kakashi shuddered and took a stumbling step back. Orochimaru caught his arm as he almost fell flat on his ass. His legs were stiff and tingling, he couldn't feel his feet. Walking was difficult. Orochimaru helped him to sit back on the bed. He knelt in front of Kakashi, looking up into his down turned face. "are you hungry?" he asked. Kakashi could only stare at him, both disgusted and utterly confused. "what the hell happened?" Kakashi asked, ignoring the question put to him. Orochimaru only smiled that cruel, sadistic smile.

"you don't remember?"

"If I did, I wouldn't be asking."

Kakashi could feel his confidence building, unfortunately, it was quickly felled by the raven's next words.

"I saw you in the village. You were wounded. And, as they say, I just couldn't help myself."

Well, that was pretty spirit crushing. Naked, weaponless, weak, wounded, uh… naked, and held prisoner by Orochimaru was pretty spirit crushing too. Kakashi wanted to put his elbows on his knees and cradle his head, but Orochimaru was kneeling in that general area and he was in no hurry to come into such close contact.

"are you hungry?"

"quit asking me that." Orochimaru frowned for the first time. "I can hear your stomach growling." Kakashi looked away, considering his options. It wouldn't do to simply starve himself. He needed to escape. Somehow. And he couldn't do that weak. He tried to look weak and innocent. Well, weak, anyway. It was easier. "alright. Im hungry." Orochimaru smiled his disturbed grin. "come now, pet, we'll get you something to eat." he took Kakashi by the handcuffs and pulled him up. Kakashi flinched at the name. he stood and followed the madman out.

Kakashi had been cuffed to a low table and left to watch Orochimaru prepare him a small breakfast. He ate everything, but without much enthusiasm. Orochimaru watched him intently. Finally, he just dropped his utensil. Kakashi bowed his head and sighed. "what do you want, Orochimaru." he asked tiredly, "what have you done? what do you want? Why me?" "you make it seem so complicated." Orochimaru said, amused, "you are beautiful, and so I want you. I took you from the village that I might have you. You are mine now, but I have not had you in that sense of the word. That will come later."

Kakashi was silent, processing the information he'd been given. He sighed again before closing his eyes and slouching forward. He was suddenly very tired. A thin hand cupped his face. "if you are finished, pet, we should go back to the room." Kakashi didn't raise his head, only nodded slightly. Orochimaru took the cuff's metal chain and tugged the leaf nin up.

Orochimaru pushed his pet back onto the bed. He urged the man to his side of the bed before lying down beside him and wrapping his arms around him. Kakashi stilled a shudder as the madman pressed his body close and nuzzled his throat. "I cant wait to have you pet," Orochimaru whispered. His voice was soft, husky. He pressed his open mouth to Kakashi's throat. "please," Kakashi whimpered, "please don't." "don't fight it." Orochimaru whispered, ghosting warm breath across his shoulder, "just enjoy it."

"no, please, no."

A/N: alright, move on to chapter two to find out what happens next! Trust me, you wanna know. ;)