Disclaimer: Jump me for all I care, for the record I could give a damn about this disclaimer, I shall, therefore, insult you by saying you must be some ignorant bitch to think I own Naruto. Leave that to the males to think up sweetie.

(me: excuse the disclaimer...that time of the month I think...eep! --runs and ducks under bed to watch her first yaoi form--)

Yet…

By: Apherion

Chapter 1: The Capture

Naruto just sat there, stunned. Sakura had left him as well as Sai, but he didn't imagine that it'd be like this. Sasuke…yeah, he was there, but…

"Surrender or we will force you to!" One of the members of the Atkatsuki shouted. His blond-headed self didn't recognize who had said it…but he knew it wasn't Itachi, the betrayer to all of Konoha. He ran, throwing kunai over his shoulder. I have to get out of here…before I'm killed… His chest heaved.

"Give up, Kyuubi! You have exhausted your supply of chakra and you're losing strength." Breathing hard, Naruto bent over, a stitch forming most painfully in his built chest. His lungs weren't expanding to their full capacity either. Oh, what a joy it was to have to be able to breath. Shit, he thought, huffing painfully. My vision's going too, even with the kyuubi inside, he couldn't muster the might to summon it. Move, Naruto, move! They will kill you once they get you in that damned camp!

"Ropes, now-I swear, you want a job done right…" That voice, Naruto thought, fear engulfed him, as well as the unconsciousness wave.

A hand stretched out to brush away the hair covering the boy's forehead. Itachi withdrew it almost at once. The boy was sprawled out, breathing hard-chest rising and falling. Itachi's eyes adverted from him. Losing your edge…just tie him up and get going. Throwing the ropes to Sasuke, he told him without words to tie his best friend up.

"Didn't I say that we'd kill him if you failed to?" Little brother… He glared at Sasuke and walked away. He raked a hand through his black hair and activated his Sharigan. He scanned the area…he laughed. Those in the group looked at him wondering what actually caused the cold-hearted murderer/betrayer to laugh. Their answer came within seconds of the laugh.

The pink-haired kunoichi stared in horror and Itachi approached before she had whipped out her shuriken.

"That won't help you," he seethed, and wrapping a hand behind her head, he forced her to look into his eyes. Her green eyes widened painfully and she collapsed to the forest floor.

"We've got what we've come for, let's go!" Itachi called over his shoulder before leading the group jumping through tree limb to tree limb. He wasn't going to give Orochimaru the pleasure in saying that it took them longer than it should have. Landing in the clearing, Itachi stood gracefully-as he always had that knack for angelic movements, even though his killing would suggest that of lavishness of blood, or perhaps that he was actually Satan. Cold-hearted bastard, that's what many liked to say yet the girls, they had another name for him. A grin swept over his cold, but gorgeous looks. It was a damn good thing that there weren't many girls in the Atkatsuki…but the few that were there liked to paint his nails black and add a bit of that stuff they liked to call 'eyeliner' to his face.

Both were useless, but he did become vain in the past years of the 'spoiling' the girls did on him. But they did allow him to treat himself to their bodies when he needed some 'rest and relaxation' if that's what you'd like to call it. Yet, he never did find it as satisfying as it could be. He couldn't be too rough or Orochi-chan would have a bitch fit about it. And never having gone full-out…sex lost its fun after the few fifty times he did it.

Swift descending motions and a thump signaled the arrival of the other members, including his despicable little nuisance of a brother. To have him as a brother was almost a disgrace in itself, and if having him on the mission wasn't bad enough, Orochimaru looked at Sasuke with about the same interest as Orochimaru had shown in himself. He sneered and called out to the canopies above.

"Snake, slither up and claim the fox-we're on time like I said we'd be!" Itachi grinned maliciously, knowing his brother had shrunk back from the group a ways. The guilt just poured off his aura. Simpering waste of Uchiha blood…I'll kill him too, after we gain the kyuubi. I feel the fox would like to come out more often than what Yellow Flash's kid's letting him.

A shift in the trees made it known that Orochimaru was present.

"That's good," Itachi scoffed at the hissing noises that followed the man's words.

"Just take the kid and get him off my hands," Itachi sighed, raking a hand through his already disheveled hair. Orochimaru laughed his cool laugh.

"I wish I could, but I can't." The statement echoed inside his mind as though wind could've blown straight through it.

"What do you mean 'I can't'? I am not going to baby-sit my brother's play thing." Orochimaru laughed again. He thinks I'm joking…the fool.

"Funny, Itachi, real cute. However, you will watch after the little fox until it is time to extract the kyuubi from him. So, until then, do as you please with him. I want him alive and fully aware of his surroundings." The last sentence was spoken threateningly at the group and not just Itachi; then Orochimaru had gone, leaving in his wake a thoroughly pissed off missing-nin and his team of idiotic ninjas.

"Damn it all to hell and back," Itachi cursed fluently, looking at his 'team', and then at his black nail-polished nails. Muttering obscenities under his breath, he began to look for a place for him to fall-out at. Truth be told, sleeping on the ground never bothered him much, but he liked to find the best piece of land so as to not have to worry about cricks in his neck or knots in his back.

"Sir, what should we do with the prisoner?" Itachi looked over his shoulder before sitting down. He waved at a tree close by himself.

"Tied to the tree…and make sure it's good and tight, maybe he'll bleed from the ropes cutting into his arms. Make sure his hands are tied above his head and a fair length away from each other. We wouldn't want him to use a jutsu on us while we're sleeping." No…more like on me, but either way he'd be dead before Orochimaru got to extract the kyuubi and all of them would be in trouble. Not that I can't handle myself.

He lay down for the night and was asleep almost upon the impact of the grass beneath his head. A loud crashing sound interrupted his sleep though. Cracking an eye open, he studied the struggling blond-boy.

"You might as well stop. You're just digging those ropes into your skin further." The boy spat on the ground and moaned, struggling to accept the defeat of his demon-carrying self. If Itachi strained his ears just enough, he could hear the sniffles coming from the boy. Itachi snorted with laughter.

"And you call yourself shinobi! Pathetic little half-breed," he muttered, settling himself into his sleep again. He shut his eyes tight against a noise that had started up along the forest floor. Invading his brain, calculating everything…

"Sasuke, lie down! You're being more than a nuisance lately!" The noise froze and he could hear the crunching of heavy feet and the thud of a body hitting the grassy ground with tricky roots here and there. Was it just him…or was everything starting to get louder? Cracking an eye open he jumped to his feet, pissed off.

A/N: I PROMISE longer chapters but my crazed Yaoi-Fangirl friend (Azion on Gaia Online if you want to attack her, don't see why you would, but yeah) MADE me post tonight. At pole-vault she just got like: Hey! JUST POST IT! So...here it is. My first yaoi, I'm hoping to have some fluff by the third chapter (not much here...this is just introductary and as you can tell Itachi will be the POV I will be writing from). I WILL NOT be posting a lemon for all of you who think this is rated for that sort of maturity. I can't even write from the GUY'S POV when writing hetero-sexual couples...T-T

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Ai,

Apherion